#stuffandthangsandangelwings

[fan-maddson]

"Nothing to be nervous about," she smiled. "It's just my dad, and apparently he knew you years ago...oh, wait. That's right. I'm his only child, this is the only relationship I've ever been in...and you took my virginity," she teased lightly.

"He's going to love you, Eddie. You're amazing, and someday you're going to be the father of my many, many children."

It's a Friday night. Surprisingly, they've got a big crowd tonight. What's even more surprising is there is a group of girls here. He makes eye contact with one of them. He thinks he's seen her around school. But he doesn't know her well. He never pegged her for a metal fan. He can't help but give a soft smile before he grabs the mike.

" We are Corrid Coffin ! Get ready to rock !!" He shouts as they start their set.

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[fan-maddson]

Can’t Breathe

“You know,  you can use the front door,” Fannie called to Eddie from her bedroom window. “We’re not kids anymore…besides, you’re useless to me dead or injured.” She flashed him a sweet smile, excited to see him. The summer was winding down and she was getting ready to head back to classes. In fact, she should have left last week, but the idea of leaving him again was too much. They’d always been friendly during school, but when she ran into him over winter break her freshman year, something changed. 

Maybe it was being away from Hawkins, actually being able to be herself without feeling like she was constantly being compared to the other girls in town. Maybe it was getting out of her head, and getting the courage to say more than hi to him. Whatever “it” was, this thing between them had grown to be more for her. But she doubted he would ever see her as more than a friend with benefits, another notch on his belt. But gods, when she looked at him, he was all she could see. All it would take was him asking her to stay, and she would. Even if it only meant there was a slight chance there could be something more.

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[willyoustilllovemeifimbroken]

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This was his chance. The only way to get through to the person who is so hard headed and nasty. "This goes out to my boyfriend. This little song is just for you..." He says and clears his throat.

"Fuck you and your mom and your sister and your job

And your broke-ass car and that shit you call art

Fuck you and your friends that I'll never see again

Everybody but your dog, you can all fuck off

I swear I meant to mean the best when it ended

Even tried to bite my tongue when you start shit

Now you're textin' all my friends asking questions

They never even liked you in the first place

Dated a girl that I hate for the attention

She only made it two days, what a connection

It's like you'd do anything for my affection

You're goin' all about it in the worst ways

I was into you, but I'm over it now

And I was tryin' to be nice

But nothing's getting through, so let me spell it out

A-B-C-D-E, F-U

And your mom and your sister and your job

And your broke-ass car and that shit you call art

Fuck you and your friends that I'll never see again

Everybody but your dog, you can all fuck off

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

A-B-C-D-E, F-U

You said you just needed space and so I gave it

When I had nothin' to say you couldn't take it

Told everyone I'm a bitch, so I became it

Always had to put yourself above me

I was into you, but I'm over it now

And I was tryin' to be nice

But nothing's getting through, so let me spell it out

A-B-C-D-E, F-U

And your mom and your sister and your job

And your craigslist couch and the way your voice sounds

Fuck you and your friends that I'll never see again

Everybody but your dog, you can all fuck off

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

A-B-C-D-E, F-U

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

A-B-C-D-E, F-U

And your mom and your sister and your job

And your broke-ass car and that shit you call art

Fuck you and your friends that I'll never see again

Everybody but your dog, you can all fuck off."

It was clear that by the way his now ex boyfriend stormed out of the bar before he could even finish the song he got the message. On top of that the whole bar joined in. When Kyle was done he just got off the stage went to go get something non alcoholic to drink he was approached by a looming figure. It was someone despite his size was less menacing and had more of an air of a golden retriever. When he realized who it was he blushed and jumped. "J-Jesus it's really you!! You're massive but you snuck up on me. That never happens..." He says in shock.

[the-eternal-sunflower]

You're a what?

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She should be glad it was nighttime; she should be grateful that she was in the middle of nowhere America. Sun wasn't. She was in pain and falling from the sky as a giant fiery lizard into a very unforgiving hard ground did not help matters.

Sun groaned and held back the roar that threatened to escape her throat as she felt her body slowly change back to human form, her wings and claws merging back to her body. She laid in the crater she had made, panting as the pain slowly subsided, staring up at the night sky.

[endlessxrealities]

@stuffandthangsandangelwings​ (Steve Harrington)

‘continued’ / next chapter from {X} ‘starcourt incident’

“Oh, my god, you didn’t just take notes dude, you organized, and annotated and bound it-” Robin rambled on from the back seat, whilst flipping through the book she’d insisted seeing proof of existence, after Steve’s telling of it. “You’ve seen The Evil Dead, right?”

Lauren rolled her eyes, reaching around from the passenger seat, took it back from her. “- Forgive me for wanting to keep track of all the batshit insanity."

“Writing it out, helps me grasp the information. - and making it pretty, gave me something to do with the rest of my summer, since, oh you know - a giant mind-controlling monster attacked and subsequently burnt down my place of employment.” She tucked it underneath the resumes she’d held in her lap; one belonging to herself, the other, her boyfriend, who was driving them around, to hopefully find a new job, given well.. what she’d just said.

“I’m just saying, if we start levitating and talking in tongues... burn that shit.” Robin said, continuing her reference to the horror movie genre.

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Soft footsteps have him aware of who must be there and he just keeps the swaying gait a moment before finally shifting his attention to find the other merely staring at him from the doorway seemingly surprised. “She’s almost out,” he whispers, “An’ promise then I’ll be outta yer hair.”  No violence meant that at least he was going to be reasonable for the sake of the small sleepy angel in his arms. Her eyes droop again and she snuggles into the material of his shirt and he can’t help the soft grin. 

Last time he’d done this with a form this small he’d been eight and a proud new older brother but he still knows how to manage. He hums softly deciding if he was just going to stand there then he’d do as he thought was best in order to get her fully to sleep and then gently tucks her into the post office box they’d made into a make shift crib. “Sleep well, l’il angel,” he murmurs. 

[ckingsbury1967]

Closed starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings

"Oh my God, are you Thor?" Cheryl blushed as she stood in front of the table in the diner at which sat the famous Avenger. "You're such a hero! Wow, I can't believe---can I have your autograph?"

[fan-maddson]

"Why would you wear a mask," she asked honestly. Yes, she saw his scars, but she was a firm believer that people should be loved and accepted for who and what they are.

He fell with a thud, the metal fused to his bones making him sink deeper into the snow.

He gasped for breath, one of the bullets in his chest, had hit his lung. His vision blurred and goes black.

The last thought he had was how sore he'd be once he woke up. And with that he passed out in the snow. His blood painting the snow around him.

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[fan-maddson]

"Fuck," she hissed to herself as the jeep rolled to a stop. Thirty hours on the road, and she still wasn't done driving. Well, for now, she was. She'd been having issues with her car for the past few weeks and had hoped it would at least make it to her new home on the East Coast. After who knows how many trips to the auto parts store and way too many hours with her ex-boyfriend trying to get it ready, she put all her faith in her car. Just like she'd put all her hopes in this new job.

Pulling out her phone, she googled the nearest mechanic and then called a tow truck to take her to the nearest town. Hawkins. What bum-fuck kind of town is this? She asked herself as she looked at the exit sign on the interstate. Not like she had a real choice. She was pinching pennies as it was.

As the tow truck pulled up, the rain began to pour down, beating rhythmically on the roof of her jeep, the cargo hold, and her surfboard. Each offered a different sound, the music calming her and her mind. Her eyelids grew heavy, threatening sleep. At least until she heard the knocking on her window.

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[willyoustilllovemeifimbroken]

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Kyle knew of THE Yennefer of Vengerberg and what she had done during her massive chaos surge. How powerful she was. He respected her as an individual but at the same he was a small time student from Ban Ard who never thought he’d get a random gift from his betters. Nor from someone who he thought never knew he existed. He did have a rare gift for shadow manipulation sure. But this was just bizarre.

Now on his way after receiving a note of the gift said to be in his room he opened the door only to recoil backwards out of embarrassment and shame. Did he really see THE master Dandilion bound and gagged naked on his bed? “I-I’m so sorry! I-I.. by all the gods above please help me.” He whimpered in embarrassment before peaking around the corner. “Ser Dandelion. I don’t know how we came to this scenario but I will free you. And I apologize profusely for this. I-I’ll untie you now.” Staring at anywhere but the bed he walked sheepishly towards the bed.

[fan-maddson]

better by myself

 The sun peeked through the curtains of the small, rented house in Hawkins, Indiana, casting a warm glow on the scattered belongings that still needed to find their place. Fannie took a deep breath, the crisp autumn air filling her lungs with a sense of new beginnings. Just a week ago, she had packed up her life in San Diego, leaving behind the familiar sounds of the ocean and the vibrant city life for the promise of a fresh start in this quiet Midwestern town. Today was her first day as the music teacher at Hawkins High School, and with her four-year-old daughter, Pansy, still asleep in the next room, she felt a mix of excitement and anxiety fluttering in her stomach.

As she glanced at the clock, she reminded herself that this was more than just a job; it was a chance to create a stable life for Pansy, to share her passion for music, and to weave herself into the fabric of a community that was still a mystery to her. With a final look in the mirror, she adjusted her hair and smoothed down her blouse, determined to embrace whatever challenges lay ahead. Little did she know, Hawkins held secrets of its own, and her arrival would set off a chain of events that would change her life—and the lives of those around her—forever.

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[fan-maddson]

"She's always going to worry about you," he chuckled, eyes twinkling. "That part you just have to accept. And I know you're not weak. If I thought you were, we'd be having a completely different conversation. But, I'm her dad, and this is a required conversation. You all have trauma, and you three have been dealing with it the same way. You guys just have to be supportive of each other. Which means if you have medical concerns, you go to the hospital, okay?"

Billy gripped the steering wheel tighter. His vision was swimming as he tried to keep from crying. He's bruised up. His right eye swollen shut. He took a deep breath. He didn't feel like partying. Not like this. He covered his face with his hands. Glad no one was around. Everyone inside at Fannie Maddson's house.

He let go, tears rolling down his face as he sat at the end of the street.

Glad for the nights coverage as he sobbed into his hands.

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[willyoustilllovemeifimbroken]

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It’s the year 2113 and things have advanced to the point that artificial intelligence has become the norm. People and robots coexist quite harmoniously. It’s there that Kyle lives.

He’s an eighteen year old that has gone through extreme hardships and isn’t quite used to relationships with people. Whether they be friendship or romantic it’s still uncharted territory for him.

One day he’s running down the sidewalk and is about to cross the street as the light changes to the pedestrian walk signal when a car almost fails to stop causing Kyle to fall back and shield himself out of fear.

The man in the backseat gets out before the driver has a chance to react. He comes to Kyle’s aid and helps him up asking if he’s OK. Kyle nods not really speaking much. The man just keeps apologizing. He then thinks of an idea.

The man’s name is Rick Reynolds and is the president and founder of a major robotics production company. He asks for Kyle’s ID chip which is a device that people carry that holds their entire identity in it. He gives it to him and the man scans it saying he’ll be in touch with an apology gift.

All Kyle can do is accept not really knowing what else to do. A week passes and Kyle gets a delivery. It’s a human sized box that has a card from Mr. Reynolds. Kyle opens it inside. When he does it’s a guy. A naked guy at that. Pinned to his chest were instructions. Kyle reads them out loud.

“Welcome to the one of a kind mate model S.T.EVE. This robot isn’t like the rest. He can think, feel, and adapt like a partner would in a romantic relationship. He can even grow old along with his partner. The first and only step to installation and configuration is to kiss him.” Kyle finishes reading.

He gets extremely flustered at the present and starts pacing. He even calks Mr. Reynolds. When he answers he doesn’t let Kyle get a single word in and just talks about how he’ll love this present so much before hanging up.

Kyle looks over at Steve. He sighs and walks over to him stopping just in front of the open box. He hesitates a moment before saying screw it and leans in to kiss him. He doesn’t notice the robot wake and wrap his arms around Kyle and caress him deepening the kiss.

[willyoustilllovemeifimbroken]

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“Whoa, whoa,” a low voice cried. The horse snorted and Kyle heard the soft thud of hooves hitting the earth alarmingly close to where he was standing. It was so close that he could feel the muffled reverberations in the packed earth. Then, “Oh my God, are you okay?”

No, he wanted to shout. He was trembling all over, knees actually shaking. Kyle slowly dropped his arm and dared to blink open his eyes. He looked up—and up—and up—until he met those green eyes, just as open and bright as the whole damned sky country prairie in a face that was, oh God yes, really incredibly handsome. The sharp words dried on his tongue; the fear drained away. He could actually feel his brain derail. Holy crap, that was one hot cowboy. “Um,” Kyle said stupidly. “I. Yeah. I think…yeah. Hi.”

[willyoustilllovemeifimbroken]

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Kyle was in an armored truck with Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff and they were on protection duty for him. They didn’t know why he needed to be protected and neither did he because he had lost most of his memories of his childhood. But all of a sudden he knew what would happen next. Like he was clairvoyant or something. And he told Steve who was driving that he shouldn’t have gone down this street and that somebody would be ambushing them. Sure enough it was the Winter Soldier. He stopped the truck with his metal arm then shot up the windows. Kyle had been hiding on the floor in the back seat. He came around to the back right door and ripped it off and tried to pull him out. He was trying to fight him off but he shot Kyle up with some drug that slowed his heart down to the point as if he were dead. He had been carrying him away but Steve and Natasha got out and tried to stop him. Natasha got him back and thought he was dead. She gave him an injection of something in his neck and in his left arm nearest his heart and he started to move again. It was then that he realized what was going on and got super angry and gained my super strength due to the adrenaline. He got up and started fighting the winter soldier trying to break his metal arm but he was always step ahead of his rage filled strength. He was able to knock him out and actually make off with him this time. He came to in some hide out and he was sitting in the winter soldier's lap leaning on his shirtless chest as the other sat leaned back in some chair.

[fan-maddson]

"We could put in a movie, something kinda mindless," she suggested. "Maybe Trading Places?"

The party was still going strong. But he didn't feel much like celebrating. It was hard to when her words kept bouncing around his head.

" Bullshit...You're bullshit. This is all bullshit..."

Steve had heard how he'd sounded. How his voice had broken and nearly cracked when he asked her those four words:

" You don't love me ?"

He sighed heavily, moving to take another swig from the bottle in his hand.

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