#Part 2 or no?

[artiststarme]

Life is So Shit

Warning for suicidal thoughts and attempt. Well @nburkhardt, this turned out a little darker than anticipated. I hope you guys like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments!

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It had been a long night for Eddie. His deal in the woods had been a set up, just a plan for some of the jocks to bash his face in and steal his stash. Then his van’s engine decided to give up three miles away from the trailer park so he had to walk the long way back with his figurative tail tucked between his legs and his face throbbing.

He didn’t really know what prompted him to go to the quarry. He’d always been a little afraid of heights so he tended to avoid the steep cliffs and chose to keep his feet on lower ground. For his entire time living in Hawkins, he avoided the quarry like the plague. He was glad his feet carried him there tonight though. 

Because there, pacing back and forth just before the drop-off, was Steve Harrington. He was stressfully pulling his hair, muttering nonsensical words under his breath, and Eddie thinks he might’ve been crying too. It was obvious that he was having some sort of breakdown or crisis. Most worryingly though, he kept inching closer to the edge of the cliff. 

“Um, Harrington? What’re you doing, man? Are you okay?” Eddie asked him softly with his hands in sight. 

Steve’s head snapped up to look at him and he glared through his tears. “Am I okay?! Do I look okay to you? Does it look like I have my life together, like everything isn’t falling apart?”

“Ehm, you don’t look great. How about you step away from the edge and tell me about it?”

“What does it matter, Munson? Talking won’t help! It won’t bring back my only friends. It won't make Nancy take me back after dumping my ass. And it certainly won’t make my parents decide to un-disown me or regret kicking me out. My life fucking sucks! Talking to you isn’t going to change that.”

Well damn. Eddie didn’t really know how to respond to any of that but he had to try something. He couldn’t just let this guy step off the cliff without at least trying to stop him. 

“Hey, I know what it’s like. To feel like you have nothing, to want it all to end. But it gets better! You just have to stick around and it’ll get better, I promise. Please step away from the edge,” Eddie was begging him now. This situation was hitting a little too close to home for him but he was in the thick of it now. 

“No! Who are you to tell me what to do?! You don’t know what I’ve been through or what I’ve seen in the past two weeks. You have no idea,” Steve’s head shook in anger and he moved ever closer to the edge.

“Okay, okay, you’re right!” Eddie stumbled closer to him even though his legs shook being so close to the edge. “You’re right, I don’t know what you’ve gone through. But I know that I was in a really shitty situation and I got out of it. All I needed was someone to help me and for me, that was my Uncle Wayne. I can help you. It might not feel like you have anyone right now but I am right here and I will help you. Please… don’t make me watch you do this, man.”

Steve stopped pacing and looked at him in question. He looked like he was considering his offer but he was still way too close to the edge for Eddie’s taste. 

“Please Steve, just step away from the edge. You can come back with me to the trailer, I’ll give you some weed or a beer, whatever you want. Just please don’t do this.”

Steve nodded at him and moved a few steps away from the edge, enough for Eddie to grab him and pull him into a bruising hug. He broke down further in Eddie’s arms and crammed his face deep into Eddie’s neck. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, oh god, I’m so sorry.”

“Shh, it’s okay. I’ll help you, it’s okay. C’mon, I’ll take you back to my place and you can stay there for a while, it’s okay.” Eddie grabbed the keys to the Beemer and gently pushed Steve into the passenger seat. He didn’t know what he was doing here but he was in too deep to stop now. Collecting strays was a Munson trait and he was certainly fulfilling it. 

When Eddie got him situated in his bed with a cold beer in hand and a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, Steve seemed to lose all of his energy. His eyes drooped and his head kept nodding as he struggled to stay awake.

“Hey Stevie, get some sleep. We can talk tomorrow, I’m sure it isn’t going to matter if we miss one day of school.” Eddie was actually fairly positive that he’d get held back if he missed another day but this was so much more important than anything he’d learn there. 

Steve just nodded at him. “Thank you, Munson.”

“Eddie. I feel like we’re close enough to be on a first name basis now.”

“Well, thank you Eddie. I really needed this, you know. Someone to care,” Steve said genuinely, his eyes shining when they met Eddie’s.

“Yeah, I know. I’m glad it could be me, Steve.”

He watched as Steve fell asleep and took the beer out of his hand to place it on the nightstand. He looked so calm in sleep, the exact opposite of how he looked on the edge of the cliff at the quarry. 

Eddie didn’t know what Steve had been through or what made him feel like the only option was throwing his life off of a cliff. But he had plenty of time now to prove to Steve that life was worth the struggles even in the darkest of times. Now, he just had to prove it to him.

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[theluciansystem]

Moon Knight - "what's an avatar to a god?" - Ask game, prompt 14

Summary: When you're walking home from a store, about to celebrate the boys' release from Khonshu, things get a little messy as someone follows you home.

Warnings: mentions of blood, alcohol, some creep, and a knife. + dying Y/N.

Word count: 890

Notes: hope you enjoy :)

They were free as of 2 months ago, free of Khonshu, free to not do his bidding anymore, and I am so proud of them for leaving him behind. I knew it was hard to leave, but my boys did it.

Steven and Marc had been encouraging Jake to finally leave Khonshu since the end of Ammit, near when I first met them. Jake later told me he hated ‘that maldito pollo’ anyway, and didn’t like being told what to do.

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I’m walking with a box of chocolates and some wine for me and Steven. Tonight was our night to celebrate, I set up a night for me and each of the boys. Today Steven, tomorrow Jake, and then the day after Marc.

I start to hear footsteps behind me after I leave the store. I continue to walk for a while, waiting for them to turn off somewhere. But the steps continue, continue, continue…   I start to worry, I’m about a two blocks from home, I just can’t have something else happen. I pull out the pocket knife Marc gave me, I turn to face whoever’s following me and-

…

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“Y/N isn’t picking up, guys…” Steven says out loud, and he tries to call again, only to get voicemail again Trying to fidget with a rubik’s cube in one hand, phone in the other.  

She’s most likely just picking up extra stuff at the store or just got distracted, it’s fine. Marc says, attempting to comfort, almost sounding like he’s trying to convince himself of that too.

Why so worried, hermano?  Jake asks. 

“I dunno, I just got a bad feelin’.” Steven replies, still fidgeting, he looks over to the mirror.  Trust that feeling, go get ‘em!   Jake gives a light smile then gestures to his jacket..

“Yeah.. yeah!” Steven puts on his jacket, and grabs his keys. Jake turns to look back at Steven while he’s not looking, Jake looks mildly concerned.

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Finally on the streets, Steven begins to walk toward the direction of the store you were supposed to be at. Not even a block in, he sees a form on the ground, a flashing streetlamp gently illuminating it. He stops, he knows that jacket that’s cuddled around the body—your body-…  he rushes toward you, flipping you onto your back.

There’s so much blood..  Marc says, and that’s all it took. Steven starts sob, “fuck fuck… love, please,” he checks, and you’re breathing, but just barely. He takes out his phone and dials for emergency.

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You can faintly hear him… his voice, you cling to that.

You open your eyes as much as you can, to a poor sight; one of your boys, crying like it’ll make you not be bleeding, phone to his ear, talking.. you can barely hear out his words now, but you can read his lips one more time, “stay with me, mi amor”. 

Jake..

 You cling to him.  Him, his quirks, his hand holding yours, the feeling he gives you every time you look at him, all of him.

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Steven switched out with Jake while connecting to emergency, as he was too panicked to talk. Eventually connecting to services, a man comes on the line. “It would take the closest ambulance twenty-minutes to get out there,” questioning if he it’d be faster to carry you to the nearest hospital or to wait, Jake hears voice too familiar behind him and you.

“Well, well. Appears as though we’ll lose another traveler tonight.”

“Khonshu. No- this.. this won’t be it, this can’t be the end.” His normally confident voice is shaking with nervousness.

“There’s almost no way out of this one, boy.”

“Almost?”  Jake asks, and he is silent. “Respóndeme!!”

Khonshu chuckles, “They would make a great avatar.”. Jakes faces drops, “you.. you surely wouldn’t?”, Marc’s voice echoes in their head,  i-it’s Khonshu, you can’t trust him to-

“Do whatever it takes.” Jake says, without listening, and steps out of the way. Khonshu moves toward their Y/N.  Your eyes open once more, and it’s like you finally see him.  Leaning down, he asks the question, “Do you swear to protect the travelers of the night and bring my vengeance to those who would do them harm?”

You don’t answer.

Jake looks at your chest, just making sure you’re still breathing, and you are.

“Do you swear–“  “yes” it comes out a small whisper, but the word means more than it should.

Khonshu laughs, then returns to his monologue, “then rise. Rise and live again. As my fist of vengeance,” with each word, Jake feels his heart break for you. “As my Moon Knight”

With a sudden glow in your eyes, and the suit comes on… you raise up into a sitting position.

“..Mi amor?” Jake gets down on one knee, you turns toward him. The head part of the suit goes back down, with tears in their eyes, “Jake…” You practically jumps into his arms, “I’m so sorry–“ 

“Shh, it’s okay, baby.” you start to bawl, you don’t even recognize that it’s probably now Marc you’re talking to. There’s short whispers of “i’m sorry”’s from you and “it’s okay”’s from him until he kisses you and just holds you, leaning in, and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, while Khonshu just watches over his new avatar..

[prontaentrega]

the vaticans multicultural anime girls are wearing the racism rosary 💀

[starridge]

puppet hour was brutal

[wordfather]

me: hey so how far does your 'all-seeing' sight extend?

the many eyed creature in my basement: ARE YOU ASKING BECAUSE YOU TRIPPED ON YOUR OWN SHOELACES IN THE FOYER AND FELL ON YOUR FACE?

me: oh... so you saw that... :(

the many eyed creature (trying to be nice): ................ NO.

[foreignemotion]

blah blah blah colour theory but jayce went from piltover’s pure and golden boy dressed in white to being in mourning black for all that he’s lost (“my partner died in that room”)…

[sabertoothwalrus]

dating meshi

[notearsnora]

Horrendous violence on my cellular device every day since the movie dropped.

[luskbook]

tlou au, inspired by @/_eclrr_ on twitter

[beguilingcorpse]

actually hilarious that colin bridgerton returned to london absolutely determined to be in his slut era. he said if there is one thing i am it is a whore. and then one (1) kiss with penelope later he was like neverMIND i am a MARRIED MAN i am MONOGAMOUS life is about LIFELONG PARTNERSHIP ACTUALLY

[willgrahamscock]

pls rb with pt.2 it's so worth it

[lostonmyroad]

jessica really said “god forbid women do anything” and doomed an entire people to war by installing her twink son as a false prophet by stealing her cult’s 10,000 year old breeding program propaganda

[noodles-and-tea]

THE NAME’S BILL CIPHER…

Edit: here’s the second part

[spongebobssquarepants]

[hinamie]

10 years later