Stranger Things If It Were British:

daily delusional data

date: 08/12/2022 💙

byler count: 96,000 💛

notable news:

• many bylers hoped for the van script to be released today, but it unfortunately hasn’t been yet.

• there was a decent amount of discussion about twitter, more specifically twitter bylers, on the tag today. i only use twitter to update myself on the byler news occurring there, so i am not the most reliable source when it comes to twitter drama.

as a result of this drama, it is being said that many twitter bylers are flying over to tumblr!! i’d like to end today’s data by giving all these new tumblr bylers a warm welcome <3

WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU ALL SUMMER AND WE’RE SO GLAD YOU’RE FINALLY HERE!

in s5 i bet any interaction between mike and will is going to be evidently much, much more gayer and noticeable to the other audience (cishets). this is BYLER'S season now and im guessing after that shoulder touch from the end of ep 9 (also to end a season only minutes after this scene is... very telling of what s5 is going to be focused on), this is confirming that mike and will's interactions throughout s4 have made them closer than before as mike reaches from his darkness to the beam of light will was basking in. s5 is going to be very gay!!!!! and im very excited!!!!!!!

Anime byler screenshots, art by me✨

you know we've made it as a fandom when the affiliate and self-promo marketers are using #bylerscript to push their stuff

My therapist was doing this exercise with me where she starts sentences such as, 'I deserve...' 'I want...' etc and I have to finish them. And when she got to the part where she said, 'I wish...' literally the only thing I could think of was 'I wish Destiel had kissed.' The brain rot is real

How many sangrias can I finish before the scripts are released challenge

Bylers waiting for the script

once it clicks that cas saved dean from hell and then dean saved cas from heaven and that naomi was cas’s alastair you can never unsee the thematic parallel of heaven’s weapon and daddy’s blunt little instrument. vomits blood

— and every minute without him i waited alone: for my death, for his ghost.