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Cillian Murphy talking about Oppenheimer: yeah it’s a good movie :)
Ryan Gosling talking about Barbie: After working on this movie for so long I can only perceive the world in shades of pink… when I look at my reflection in the mirror, Ken is waving back at me…. he has Ken-sumed me, mind, body and soul….
Crossover no one expected, but here we are.
Star Wars 1977 publicity photo
i wanna play the highschool pack and decided to go full cliché cheer captain completely inspired by chrissy cunningham of coursee 🧡
IBM PCjr (1984)
in all seriousness, i would pay a sims 4 cc creator to make a stranger things set of cc with some hairs and outfits from the show
happy men who meow monday
Joyce, Jim, and their kids.
always the goddamn babysitter
001. Russia. Getting the band back together. Bring a jacket. 002. The Lab. Every story starts somewhere. 003. Creel House. Tick-tock. 004. California. Hold onto your butts, brochachos. Every ending has a beginning. Vol. 1 is coming May 27. Vol. 2 is coming July 1.
MAYA HAWKE as ROBIN BUCKLEY in STRANGER THINGS 4 (2022)
Steve Harrington being relatable™
STEVE, NANCY, ROBIN & EDDIE AKA the ✨Magnificent Quartet 🔪
STRANGER THINGS S04E02 Chapter Two: Vecna’s Curse
“He can bend like Gumbo.”
“You mean Gumby?”
“I’m pretty sure it’s Gumbo.”
“If it’s not too much of a struggle,” I grunted, “would one of you mind taking this box from me before I… Ah!”
My foot slipped. The box went clattering to the floor. I would’ve too if Steve hadn’t caught me. I looked up, both of us with wide eyes.
“Are you okay?” He whispered, still holding me bridal style.
“Yeah,” I stuttered.
“Holy shit!” Robin yelled, breaking the tension between Steve and me. “Y/N, are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I said, Steve and I still staring at each other.
“What the hell are you doing, dingus?” Robin asked, hitting his shoulder. “Put her down.”
“Sorry,” he stuttered before finally putting me down.
The second I was standing, he reached up and scratched the back of his neck. He looked around at the mess I made, glancing back at me through his eyelashes.
“I’ll go umm… I’ll go get a broom.” He was about to leave, but stopped and turned back around. “Are you sure you’re alright, Y/N?”
“Yes,” I said instantly. “Thank you, Steve.”
He nodded before leaving the storage room. I bit my lip and wrapped my arms around myself.
“What the actual shit was that?”
I looked over to see Robin smirking at me. “What do you mean?” I stuttered.
“You and Harrington,” she said like it was obvious. “What was that?”
“I slipped. He caught me.”
“No,” she laughed. “There’s something going on with you two.”
“Robin,” I sighed as I walked out. “Please don’t.”
“Don’t what?” She asked as she followed me.
“That thing you do when you fill my head with thoughts.”
“I don’t do that!”
I turned towards her and crossed my arms over my chest. “Oh, really?” I challenged.
“Really,” she said, copying my posture.
“Kyle.”
Her eyes widened. “Oh,” she said under her breath.
“Yeah,” I laughed. “Oh. Junior year you had me convinced that he had feelings for me. You remember how that ended? With a huge, embarrassing rejection. I’m not letting that happen again with Steve.”
“But Y/N…”
“No,” I interrupted her. “Steve is my friend. I can’t imagine how horrible it would be if I told him how I felt and he rejected me. Work would be awkward but losing him… That would be worse.”
“Whoa whoa whoa,” she repeated as she grabbed my arm before I could walk away. “So, you do have feelings for Harrington?”
“Robin!” I said through my teeth. “He’s in the other room. What if he hears you?”
(Little did I know, he currently had his ear pressed to the door.)
“Why would that be a bad thing?”
“Robin,” I sighed.
“Come on!” She laughed. “Look I’ve known you throughout high school. And I know Steve. Not as well as you know him but still. It doesn’t take long to see he likes you.”
“Robin, don’t.”
“I’m just saying…”
“Well, don’t just say!” I cut her off. I sighed before continuing, “It doesn’t matter how I feel about Steve. What matters is the fact that he will never feel the same and there’s no point in setting myself up for heartbreak.”
“How do you know it’s going to end in heartbreak?”
I held my breath, forcing the tears back as I glanced at the door to the back room where Steve was cleaning up my mess. I took a shaky breath before looking back at her.
“Because heartbreak has a habit of always finding me,” I whispered. “I can’t outrun it and I definitely can’t have any kind of relationship without it.”
Short-haired draculaura and ghoulia are my new religion.
Who should I do next? :>
