I posted 276 times in 2022
60 posts created (22%)
216 posts reblogged (78%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
I tagged 250 of my posts in 2022
Only 9% of my posts had no tags
- #stranger things brainrot - 88 posts
- #i queued and made a cave - 86 posts
- #my friends are so talented - 44 posts
- #discord darlings - 38 posts
- #steleddie - 26 posts
- #fandoms - 26 posts
- #oc creator bingo 2022 - 26 posts
- #fd: stranger things - 24 posts
- #highway to hell inspo - 23 posts
- #edits of the mystic - 20 posts
Longest Tag: 131 characters
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
McLahey Masterlist
I am rewatching Teen Wolf for an RP I'm participating in, but of course with Teen Wolf comes Steph and Mclahey. So, in prep for new things I'm hoping to work on, I wanted to compile all the stuff I do have for them. Below are questions, and prompts, and drabbles I have of them. Hope you guys missed them as much as I did...if not too bad, they're back.
#4
She is so soft and I love it! Def going to be looking into this!
#3
#2
Alright, Let's have a discussion.
I am fully aware that I am not a big blog, nor is this going to gain much in the way of traction, however, I'm sick and tired of this so it's Soapbox time.
As I'm sure many of my friends and followers have noticed, I've barely been on here the past year and a half. Little to no reblogs from me, no likes, and no new content to speak of. Now, some reasons are not owed to you, but this most recent string of nonsense has broken my silence.
I have spent months, MONTHS watching all my friends get harrassed and chased down by anons for their content, who they chose to be friends with, or even their private issues with other people. I have had several leave altogether, which hurts because I have no other way of reaching them. And if that's not bad enough, you have taken it upon yourselves to FUCKING SPEW YOUR BULLSHIT AND YOUR AGENDA ON THEIR FICS. On a TOTALLY DIFFERENT WEBSITE.
You say we're the ones doing the bullying, the gaslighting, being exclusive of whatever, but the fact is, we don't know who to fucking trust anymore.
YOU...YOU are the ones that are chasing us down wherever you can find us. I have sat here and said NOTHING to anyone, I've kept my had down, barely reblogged or liked anything for fear, and just no desire to have anything to do with any of it. And yet, YOU dragged me into this by coming onto one of my fics, one that hasn't been updated in almost a YEAR, and last reviewed/interacted with in September to clue me in on things that I have no part in.
And then you have the AUDACITY to say you're the ones looking out for the oc community. A community doesn't do this. They don't go around spreading other people's business and life choices to strangers. They don't fucking CHASE PEOPLE to harass them, or yell at them, or spew out holier than that BULLSHIT at each other. You deal with things privately. You are just as bad as the anons you CLAIM to be fighting against.
So if you are part of this bullshit OFC or whatever letter combination you are a part of, lose my blog, forget my fics, and GROW THE FUCK UP.
My #1 post of 2022
~~ Introducing Highway to Hell: A Stranger Things Story~~
“I’ve been telling you for years, you'd be surprised about the things Nancy Wheeler can and would do...”
The responding statement would haunt Stella Henderson well after it altered her life forever.
“Says the one that went and ditched us the second she got into high school and landed herself some mystery boyfriend.”
The accusation was a false one, but she hasn't been surprised at how Nancy had twisted it when 'sharing' with Barb because it beat the alternative. That the older Henderson was deemed ‘too wild’ by Nancy’s mother, and ‘not good enough’ for her perfect daughter. Playing wild games instead of studying, and partaking in debaucherous substances while she did so. But that wasn't the worst part about the day Karen Wheeler decided that Stella wasn’t allowed in her home anymore, no. wasn't even the fact that Dustin now went over there constantly to partake in a game she’d introduced the younger siblings to. It wasn't even that the very acceptance of it in the boys versus her seemed to cement some antiquated gender roles in play at the Wheelers. No, it was the fact that Nancy seemed to agree and didn't fight for her.
But of course Barb never learned that. Stella had already lost one friend going down that path, so why lose a second, just because Nancy Wheeler "Grew up"? Instead, she caught betwixt two worlds her sophomore year. The world where she’d garnished a truce with Nancy to stay friends with Barb a grade below her, and her secret life of DnD and freakish delight with her boyfriend a year above.
The same boyfriend that snuck into Barb’s funeral to hold her hand, and stayed by her side as she processed the grief. The same boyfriend that she held close and hidden away from everyone who wasn’t in their little club, and would bring her dinner at the game shop- no matter how bad he was at cooking. The very same boyfriend that was unaware of the dangers that continually cursed her brother and his friends the past two years. The boyfriend she’d broken up with in the name of keeping him safe.
But this wasn’t the story of how she lost Barb anyway, or how she’d legitimately rekindled her friendship with Nancy. No, this was the story of how Stella Henderson stopped running from the love of her life, Eddie Munson, and how it took nearly losing him and the rest of her home forever to realize it.