#not sure if im doing it right

[orangesunsets12]

Rating: Teen and Up

Fandom: Stranger Things

No Romantic Relationships

Warnings: Graphic Descriptions of Violence, Major Character Injury, Blood and Injury, Kidnapping, Torture, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Vomiting, Headaches and Migraines

Summary: Steve didn't escape the Russians, and they still refuse to believe the truth. Steve has been in a lot of bad situations, but never one like this.

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“Please, please, please, I’m telling the truth, please!” 

Steve’s voice was loud but pained as he pleaded with the soldier and doctor who faced him, deadly medical tools seen in the doctor’s hands. He could see another syringe, exactly like before, and more panic rose in his chest. 

His arms and chest were bound tightly to a chair, blood seeped from the fresh cut on his forehead and his broken nose. His left eye stung, becoming harder and harder to keep open. 

They came closer, cruel grins on their faces, and Steve strained to get away from them.

“No! No more drugs! Please!” 

“Will you tell the truth?” The soldier in the fancy suit, who looked like the general, asked, “Or will you tell more lies?”

“I am telling the truth! I work at Scoops Ahoy! And didn’t you inject me with that stupid stuff already?”

“Your little escape attempt with your friend Dustin made the serum wear off. We were lucky to find you before you could get away. We don’t like liars, you see.”

Steve felt tears burn behind his eyes as he remembered how close he was to escaping. They were in the mall, just out of the movie theater. He had talked to Robin, and vomited up everything in his stomach, and they were just out the doors.

But, it turned out, running with an injured eye, a possible concussion, and the last bits of drugs in his system wasn’t a good idea. His feet gave out, and no one was fast enough to catch him before the soldiers did. And, he got a bad cut on the head once he was captured, too. He wasn’t having much fun. But, it was just him. Robin couldn’t get hurt. Dustin or Erica couldn’t, either.

At least they were safe. For now.

He watched as the doctor, holding that deadly injection device with the drugs waiting to be inserted into his weak body, approached him.

“Stay still, or this will be more painful than it was the last time. And, you don’t have your girlfriend to protect you now.”

Steve fought harder against the bonds, his body throbbing with every movement, but he wouldn’t let them hurt him again. Why couldn’t they understand? They already know what they need to know! And who would think that, in his sailors costume, he would work for a government or police service?

This wasn’t fair. 

Please don’t. Please. Please.

Please.

Steve felt a hard fist slam into his stomach, and he coughed, his uninjured eye wide with pain and shock. His vision started going dark, and a large, callused hand gripped his chin, tilting his head up. He watched as the general stared at him, his fingers digging into his bloodied skin and the wounds that littered it. 

He began to sob, closing his eyes and hoping, wishing, that all of this would stop, that he could go home, and that everything would stop hurting.

It only got worse.

He screamed in agony as he felt the needle go into his neck, sharp, blinding, and cold. His eyes were pried open, but he couldn’t see anything but the bright lights going blurry. 

“Inject him again, we need the truth.” The man said, and Steve groaned, helpless to what was about to happen again. His eyes drooped closed as soon as they could once more, and he was barely aware of the needle that was injected into his neck, the hands moving from his face and to his hair, holding him up from the locks that looked a lot better earlier.

“Who do you work for?”

“I一Scoops一”

“Lies!”

A sharp slap on the cheek made Steve cough, his head dipping to the floor as soon as he was let go. Blood dripped from his mouth and down his chin, making his outfit even more dirty than it was.

“Scoop…ice cream.” Steve mumbled, spitting on the floor, and howled in anguish when another punch landed on his eye, his chin, and his stomach once more. 

“Please, no more!” He begged, pleading for it to stop. “Make it stop! Please make it stop!”

“Filthy American.” The man said with a laugh, and Steve heard as he walked away, the doctor following him. He couldn’t find anything in him that would be relieved, despite him getting what he wanted. Steve didn’t know what to think about that.

He let himself fall into silence, wanting to save his strength for when he escaped. His whole entire body hurt, but he started to feel a bit…funnier. More talkative. It sort of reminded him of something, but he couldn’t remember what.

“How many scoops do you want? Three?” He said to the floor, chuckling. He found himself smiling. The Russians would never believe him, believe the truth, his job was pathetic. He was pathetic. 

Steve willed himself to lift his head and rest it against the back of the chair, half expecting to feel Robin behind him. But he didn’t. And that was pretty funny too.

“I’m all alone, sitting in a gray box. Best time of my life.”

It didn’t take long for his hands to start shaking, the tremors catching his eye and making him smile.

“That’s not supposed to happen, is it?”

He didn’t know how long he sat in that chair, entertaining himself with his jokes and smiles, but it didn’t feel like any time at all until the man came back in, seemingly more calm than he was before.

“How are you feeling, my friend?”

“Amazing.” Steve said with a laugh, “How long will I be scooping ice cream for? Is my shift ending any time soon?”

The older man smiled. “If you cooperate, maybe you can get out of here faster than when you were scheduled.”

“That sounds perfect.”

“Alright. Where and who are your parents? What’s your full name?”

“My parents? I don’t know, I don’t talk to them.” Another giggle. “They don’t care about me at all.”

The general didn’t flinch. “Oh?”

“Nah, dude. I haven’t seen them in years.”

“Then, what is your name?”

“Steven Connor Harrington. I jus’ go by Steve.”

“Good. Now, Steve, what do you know about this operation?”

Steve looked around as if he hadn’t been in the room before. “It’s…shiny. A bit bright, though”

“What do you know about the gate?” 

Steve opened his mouth to reply, a smart remark already on his tongue, but an alarm started blaring, and the man rushed out of the room, leaving Steve alone once again.

“Bye!” Steve yelled after him, a huge smile on his face. But the smile disappeared as soon as it came, shivers wracking his frail body. He gulped, closing his eyes as he shook. His stomach decided it was time to learn how to do cartwheels, too, and Steve was so sure that he was going to puke. 

It was like he was on a rollercoaster. Rollercoasaters were fun. They didn’t usually give him huge headaches, though.  He had a huge headache right now. How long had he had it for? Was he born with his head hurting like this?

The pain in his head grew worse, and he groaned. Without thinking he leaned over to the floor, dry-heaving, willing the sickness in his stomach to go away. His lunch made an appearance, and maybe his breakfast, too, but that didn’t make him feel any better. He wouldn’t stop shaking, couldn’t stop hurting, couldn’t feel better. 

He didn’t even realize that he blacked out until he felt someone shaking his shoulder. He could smell a whiff of vomit mixed with blood, but he didn’t have the strength to clean it up, or even get out of the chair.

“Kid! Are you with me?” The voice was familiar, but he couldn’t place it. Was it his dad? Had he finally come back to take care of him? Was his mom here, too? Maybe she could help him. They both could. 

“M’head hurts” Steve mumbled, his throat dry, and he felt a gentle but rough hand gently grab his neck, holding his head upright. Steve didn’t even realize that it fell back down to the chair. 

Wait. Wasn’t Robin there with him? Where was she? Did they take her?

“Rob’n. Where’s Rob’n?”

He opened his eyes, the world spinning in nauseating circles, but he could barely make out Hopper kneeling in front of him, the older man’s face the definition of worry. 

“Steve. Robin’s okay. She’s safe, they all are. But, we need to get you out of here.”

“I don’t think一I一”

“You can do it, I’ll help you. Your bonds are already untied, all we have to do is get you to your feet. Can you do that?”

Steve glanced down at his bonds weakly, which were on the floor, cut. 

“Oh.”

“Steve一”

“I was actually having fun.” He blurted out, and Hopper looked even more concerned. “I was also working at Scoops Ahoy, because that’s where I work. M’right, right?”

“Yeah, you work at that ice cream place, but let’s not focus on that, okay?”

Steve groaned as Hopper lifted him up, his wounds and injuries protesting at the movement. Hopper carried him bridal style out of the building and into the hallways. He let his eyes drift close, his grip on reality releasing with every step Jim took. He could feel other hands touch him, worried tones echoing above and below him, and he couldn’t help but listen. 

He soon felt a soft surface under him, soft hands carding through his hair, and he melted into the embrace, a pathetic whine emerging from his throat. 

“Honey, honey, it’s okay, you’re okay…”

“You’re going to be okay, dude, you’re one of the best fighters I’ve seen. Even though you’ve lost a lot of fights, you’re not so bad at it.”

“Stay with us, Dignus.”

A smaller hand grabbed his own, and Steve squeezed it as hard as he could, not sure who it was or what was going on. He might’ve still been in the room, or at Scoops Ahoy, or still with the needle pressed into his skin, but at least he wasn’t alone. 

Something told him that he was never alone. 

[oh-gh0st]

i heart these rivals so much. maybe they'll kill each other. maybe they'll kiss. maybe they'll make ou

[obsob]

the accolade ( the...the cat-olade...)

[marblegroves]

Finally getting around to updating my art backlog on here 🥳 starting with the Ultimate Charoite Doodle Post

[luzho]

i’ll delete it in the morning but i wanna know: do u guys like this little suki?

[aroaceleovaldez]

Nico and Percy's dynamic through the series is eternally funny to me, because it's just. like.

Percy's having a constant mental struggle between his fatal flaw of loyalty with a promise he made to Bianca to protect Nico, versus his Big 3 kid desire to maim other Big 3 kids / Poseidon descendant urge to totally maim Nico specifically. He hates Nico so so much. He thinks Nico's annoying and weird at best, and creepy/sketchy when he's older. The only positive thoughts Percy has towards Nico are "He's Bianca's brother and Bianca was my friend and I owe her/He's Hazel's brother and Hazel is my friend and would kill me if I was mean to him," "He's a powerful asset and useful ally (if questionable)," and "He's kinda pathetic and I feel maybe a little bad about it." Percy has multiple occasions throughout the series where he strongly considers - and on one occasionally actually goes through with - throttling Nico.

Meanwhile, Nico is following around Percy like a lost puppy. He explicitly can never bring himself to even dislike anything about Percy no matter how hard he tries. He has a whole bit in BoO where he's mentally going "UGH he's so stupid BUT IT'S ENDEARING HOW DARE HE." He's totally smitten. He's making deals with his dad for Percy. He's making convoluted plans to help Percy stand a chance against Kronos. During the entirety of BoTL it's like he's playing tsundere - "I'm helping NOT PERCY SPECIFICALLY with this quest! Me helping Percy would be SILLY because I DEFINITELY HATE HIM." Then he proceeds to show up to Percy's birthday party to basically ask him on a weird date and spend the entire next book scrambling around trying to help him or protect him or impress him. And Percy could not give less of a shit.

Just. That dynamic is so funny to me. Percy is the founder of the Nico Protection Club in that he's the one they're all protecting Nico from and meanwhile Nico is throwing himself at Percy to the point where the literal god of gay love calls him out on it.

[beansprean]

I forgot to put these on tumblr lol! These romcom posters were made as an 'anonymous' gift for returnofthelu for the 2023 Halloween Exchangeapalooza! Check out all the entries on AO3 here!

These are also avail as posters, prints and stickers on my RedBubble!

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(ID in alt and under cut)

1. Movie poster based on Practical Magic, with the title in the top center and the names Guillermo de la Cruz and Nandor the Relentless along the top. Nandor is close up in the center, face worried and thrown into harsh shadows by candlelight. Guillermo is just behind him, staring determinedly at the viewer with a stake raised. Nandor's left hand is held out behind him, the back of it pressed to Guillermo's chest as if to hold him back. In the foreground in front of them is a cluster of lit candles and the silhouettes of dozens of bats flying past. A tagline reads 'for a vampire with a lifetime of heartbreak, falling out of love is the trickiest spell of all.' Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production.'

2. Movie poster based on While You Were Sleeping, with the names Guillermo de la Cruz and Nandor the Relentless along the top. Close up of Nandor in his super slumber robes, eyes half open, drooling and looking barely awake, head surrounded by question marks. Guillermo, a vampire, is beaming and hugging him around the neck from behind, a smear of blood on his cheek. The title 'While You Were In Super Slumber' lays across them in white with the tagline 'a story about love at second sight.' Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production.'

3. Movie poster based on The Wedding Planner, with the names Guillermo de la Cruz and Nandor the Relentless along the top with the tagline 'a romantic horror comedy about love, wishes, and other events you just can't plan for.' Waist up of Guillermo and Nandor on a background of white roses dripping with blood, pooling and staining at the bottom. Guillermo is leaning heavily against the bottom of the poster with both elbows, one hand holding up his face as he stares blankly into the middle distance, tired beyond belief with dark circles beneath his eyes. Nandor is leaning into him from behind, one arm propped on his shoulders and holding a pen while he gestures vaguely. The other hand is holding up a notebook. Nandor, also with dark circles beneath his eyes but with a more manic expression, is looking upward and appears in the middle of reciting some new list of demands. The title 'The Wedding Planner' is scrawled over the top of them in fancy font. Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production.'

4. Movie poster based on Pretty Woman, with the names Guillermo de la Cruz and Laszlo Cravensworth along the top. The title 'Pretty Vampire' is printed vertically on the right side with the tagline 'he flew into their lives, off the balcony, and needed medical attention.' In the center, Laszlo floats midair, facing left with one hand in his pocket. He is wearing a black suit with a patterned purple waistcoat and embroidered loafers. He is wrenched backward with a shocked and angry expression, bent almost in half, as Guillermo grabs onto his tie from behind. Guillermo, wearing a pink and red patterned sweater, black chinos, and black boots, is flailing midair, held up only by his death grip on Laszlo's tie as he pumps his legs back and forth in an effort to regain flight. His eyes are wide and panicked, teeth clenched together, and there are shadows of bat wings at his back. Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production.'

5. Movie poster based on The Vow, with the names Guillermo de la Cruz and Nandor the Relentless along the top. Nandor and Guillermo are facing each other in profile, intimately close and with their foreheads pressed together, smiling gently and staring into each other's eyes. Nandor has his hands on Guillermo's hips and Guillermo has one hand on Nandor's waist and the other tucked around the back of his neck. Several top buttons of Guillermo's shirt is open, and there is blood staining the collar and dripping sluggishly from two holes on his throat. Blood is also smeared around Nandor's mouth and chin. The title 'The Vow' is overlaid with the tagline 'his word is their bond'. Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production.'

6. Movie poster based on The Breakup, with the names Guillermo de la Cruz and Nandor the Relentless along the top. Nandor and vampire Guillermo are both sitting up on either side of a massive king-sized coffin with a double lid. A line of duct tape runs down the adjacent wall and divides the coffin down the middle. On the left, Guillermo, hair a mess and wearing a blue striped pajama set, sits with his knees to his chest, hugging his balled-up corner of their shared comforter to his chest and glaring off to the side, away from Nandor. On the right, Nandor, wearing a loose cream blouse, sits pouting with his arms crossed, glaring over at the side of Guillermo's head. The title over their heads says 'the break-up' with the tagline '…pick a side.' Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production. coming on a sheet near you November 2023.'

7. Movie poster based on Failure to Launch, with the names Guillermo de la Cruz and Laszlo Cravensworth along the top. Full body of Laszlo and Guillermo as Laszlo, wearing a burgundy and pink suit, cheerfully pushes Guillermo across the screen from behind, grinning at the viewer. Guillermo, wearing a teal and brown patterned cardigan, beige chinos, and boots, is leaning back into Laszlo, body fully straight and rigid, digging his heels in as they scrape along the ground. He looks anxious and terrified, hands up in front of him as if to protect him from whatever he's headed toward. The title above their heads reads 'failure to launch' with the tagline 'to leave the nest, some fledglings just need a little push.' Falling down from the title is a little black and orange bat, a dotted line following it down as it fails to fly upward. Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production.'

8. Movie poster based on 10 Things I Hate About You, with the title '10 Things I Ate Instead of You' large in the right center of frame with the names Nandor the Relentless and Guillermo de la Cruz above and below it, respectively. A tagline along the top reads 'how do I resent thee? let me count the ways'. In the center is Nandor from knees up, curled in an armchair with his knees tucked to one side, his left arm resting on the chair arm and his right elbow braced on the other to play idly with his hair. His expression is a practice in aloofness, looking off to the side. Behind him stands Guillermo, left arm leaning against the back of the chair and right elbow braced to lean his head against his hand. He stares longingly at the side of Nandor's head, face flushed and lips pressed together nervously. Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production.'

9. Movie poster based on You've Got Mail, with Guillermo and Nandor. Their names are listed at the top. They are walking casually toward the viewer on far sides of the image, looking off to the side away from each other with dreamy smiles, ignorant of the other's presence. Nandor is wearing a brown and gold belted tunic and boots, twiddling his fingers together. Guillermo is wearing black boots, gray chinos and vest, and his trenchcoat, a stake loose in his hand as it swings at his side. The background is blurry green and white, shadows stretching out in front of them. Between them, a tagline reads 'Someone you pass on the street may already be the love of your afterlife.' and then the title 'You've Got Mail' beneath. 'Text at the bottom says 'a beansprean production.' /end ID

[kita-shinsukes-hand-holder]

I hate you mfs that don't like Gwen after across the spider verse it smells like misogyny

[butchviking]

trans ppl who patronise and shit-talk detransitioners are like people who patronise and shit-talk disabled or homeless people. you idiot. you fucking moron. that could happen to you.

[hayaku14]

Detective Conan vs. Kaitou KID Compilation Movie Posters

THEY LOOK SO GOOD OMG

[scourge-sympathiser]

SCOURGE SUNDAY 031/???

i gor a laminator

[bogkeep]

thoughts, repeating.

[guardian-angle22]

Rahul Kohli + meeting Hayden Christensen

[hakusins]

cw // suggestive

worshipped route for whitney the faithful (or fallen?) where he's preparing the sacrifice pc for weekly prayers~

whitney the faithful/swap au idea belongs to @just-dol-headshots

[puppyeared]

doodles of my fav sillies

anton belongs to @poicyss

[rhyme-draws-stuff]

get licked >:33

the base i used is below the cut vvv

these were very fun to make :33

if anyone wants to use these as pfps somewhere, feel free!