Stress Level : *Winona Ryder In Every Single Scene Of Stranger Things*

Chapters 2 & 3 are up!!!! I love writing these feisty little first years and their stubborn refusal to all be friends. 

the losers club @ the party about mike wheeler vs. richie tozier

Imagine your OTP:

Picking strawberries or wild blackberries together during the summer when they’re in season

Relaxing at night on the grass, gazing up at the sky and marveling at, not the stars, but a summer lightning storm

Skinny dipping under the light of the moon during the summer camping trip while the rest of the group is asleep

Frolicking in the warm summer rain together after being caught in a storm after realizing playing in it is more fun than fleeing from it

Finding a patch of honeysuckle and picking and enjoying them together

Going to the farmer’s market or flea market together

Attending a local summer carnival and basking in the cliche of the romantic Ferris wheel ride and the cheesy carnival game prizes

Supporting one of their younger siblings by going to one of their little league games and cheering them on

Having a summer picnic at the park with watermelon and hot dogs and lemonade

Accidentally (or purposefully) dozing off in a hammock together as the sun sets and the air cools down

Playing with sidewalk chalk like they’re kids again

Imagine your OTP doing some underappreciated summer activities!! AKA anything other than just eating ice cream and being hot

Friendship- my definition- is built on two things. Respect and trust. Both elements have to be there. And it has to be mutual. You can have respect for someone, but if you don’t have trust, the friendship will crumble.

Stieg Larsson, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (via the-book-diaries)

Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe.

Neil Gaiman, The Sandman (via the-book-diaries)

She is sugar, curiosity, and rain.

E. Lockhart, We Were Liars (via the-book-diaries)

in this house we love p4perback

That one Remus Cosplayer. Yeah he’s my roman empire

“i was in love steven. like out of my mind in love! what was i supposed to do?!”

ahh belly :(