studded nail

A Hero’s Death - Steve Harrington

[A/N: A request from this prompt list, I decided that prompt list requests will almost definitely be short ficlets as I don’t want to burn myself out with too many longer fics!]

Prompt - ‘I love you, please don’t go.’

Originally posted by madeiainepetsch

Electricity crackled in the sky and shadows formed overhead, the wind whipped at your hair causing stray hairs to catch against your eyelashes. Steve stood out in the open road, his baseball bat hung in one hand and Dustin’s cap in the other.

‘Steve!’ You called out but he didn’t acknowledge you.

Together you were stood at the proverbial gates of Hell. At the end of the road wherein Hawkins should meet the rest of Indiana, there was instead a hole. Perhaps hole wasn’t the right term to use for the fleshy, pulsating wall that stood before you.

‘I can’t leave him in there, Y/N!’ Steve shouted over the roar of thunder that clapped in the sky. 

‘I’m not saying leave him!’ You screamed. ‘We’ll get him out Steve, just not like this!’

Steve’s head spun around to face you, ferocity shone in his eyes, a loyalty to his friend, his comrade, his brother in arms. He took four large steps over to you until you were toe to toe. The baseball bat fell from his hands, it landed with a wooden clatter against the gravel floor. 

‘Y/N,’ he said your name sternly, ‘I’m going in there and I’m getting Dustin back, that’s final.’ 

He shifted his body slightly as he looked down at the cap in his hand, he clenched at it once and huffed through his nose before shoving it into his jacket pocket.  

In this close of a proximity you could study his face, his cheeks were covered in soot and his eyes were lined with clean circles from where his goggles had previously rested. A large scratch mapped its way down his cheek, an old scar from past battles, it had almost faded completely now in the months that had passed, a rogue tear followed its path.

Instinctively you raised your hand to wipe the tear from his face and any more that followed. You hadn’t realised that you were also crying until Steve copied your actions. His strong hands cupped at your jaw and he rested his forehead against yours. 

‘Please don’t go, Steve.’ You whispered, although you knew your words were futile.

‘I’ll be back.’ He promised, kneeling to retrieve the nail-studded baseball bat from the floor. 

‘I love you.’ You hiccuped through breathless sobs. 

At your words Steve smiled, a brilliant Steve Harrington smile. He stood to his full height before he swooped and placed a chaste kiss against your lips.

‘I expect you to tell me that again when I’m back.’ He whispered against your mouth. 

In a matter of seconds he had backed away from your trembling body and had pulled his scarf up over his mouth and nose. You watched on hopelessly as he secured his goggles against his face and without another word he span around on the spot and made his way into the Upside Down. 

While some apartment and dorm maintenance teams are responsible and arrive in a timely manner, it’s always smart to have a backup plan. 

My dad gave me this toolkit when I first moved out, and it has helped me fix everything from clogged drains to leaking shower heads. 

Here’s what I keep in my toolkit:

  • Electric drill and different sized drill bits
  • Screw drivers (two, one for each type of nail head + and -)
  • Hammer
  • Assorted nails 
  • Studs (these are used to secure nails when your apartment has hallow walls)
  • Measuring tape
  • Pliers
  • A wrench
  • Sand paper
  • Putty
  • Exacto knife kit
  • A small saw
  • Duct tape

i had a dream about the pastel edits… @d&p i’m begging u pls… (follow my ig: @shoujodan)

anonymous asked:

hi! i was wondering if you could do a request of the band finding out someone made their (usually tough) s/o cry? thank you!

So I added a bit of a backstory to it just because it popped into my head. 

Warning for the beginning before the band’s reactions: Language/emotional abuse. 

It was a shitty day and y/n just wanted to get home when they saw the last person y/n wanted to see. The asshole sat across from y/n on the bus. Y/n was wearing their work clothes, it’s been a long and hard day, they looked disheveled, their hair was a mess and they were super tired. When y/n looked up and saw the other person was about to start speaking they just wanted to slap that smirk off their face.

Don’t say anything y/n… Don’t respond, it’s just bait. Don’t let them win.

“You don’t look like you’re doing well…” y/n’s Ex says with a vicious laugh. “How’s that new place going for you? Your ‘(boy/girl)friend’ finished bangin whores on tour? Do you really think they’re faithful, especially to the likes of you? I remember when we were together… we had something nice but it’s wasn’t THAT nice you know what I mean? I still had to find people to satisfy my needs…It’s not my fault you caught m-”

Y/n didn’t let them finish. It’s their stop anyway so y/n gets up calmly and back hand smacks the shit talker as hard as they could, causing the other person to let out a scream. Y/n straightens themselves out, smoothing their shirt and running their hands through their hair when they turn around to hop out the bus (which is applauding them) and starts to walk home. Suddenly tears are streaming down their face and y/n is slowly starting to cry harder. Out of nowhere a mix between a yell and a screech sounds: “HEY!”

Shit. Y/n’s now red faced ex is a block away and running towards them, looking like they’re out for blood. Y/n bolts, the house is just a half block away. When they reach the house, they enter and slam the door, locking it. Panting, they lean against the door and slide down it. The tears are starting again. Y/n puts their head in their hands and starts to sob. “Fuck…”


- “wha- the bloody hell happened to you? what are you… hey stop that.”

-When they look up and he sees they’ve been crying he suddenly rushes to them, changing his attitude right away.

-They lean into his arms and he rubs their back trying to figure out what in Satan’s name could have happened to make their lover lose their usually rock solid composure like this.

-He’s never seen them cry, so he has absolutely no idea what to do.

-When they tell Murdoc what happened he freezes, leads them to the couch and leaves. He comes back looking furious, his red eye somehow looks as if it was glowing, his clawed hands grasping a baseball bat studded with nails and only says two words  “Who. Where.”


- “Wha…Oh my are you alrigh?!” He rushes towards them and hugs them tightly, stroking their hair.

-When they look up and 2D sees their puffy eyes and tear streaked face he frowns. “What happened, love?”

-He tries his hardest to reassure them how much he loves them and how amazing they are.

-He picks them up, dumps them in bed and cuddles them, rocking them back and forth soothingly.

- “Ya know what? Fuck this person, I  don’t know who they are but they don’t have much goin on for them if they have to spend their time trying to make you feel bad. Yer amazing, love. I don’t know why they don’t see that and I don’t care. As long as you know it, that’s all that matters.”


-”Hey, y/n h- … are you… crying?”

- “Hey hey hey, c’mere..” He pulls them in a tight and comforting hug.

-”Who do I gotta unleash Mudz on?” He chuckles, making you giggle a bit.

-He pulls them into the kitchen, puts on an apron, and makes their favorite meal.

- As he makes the food they tell him what happened, he pauses sometimes and they notice him grip the pans or the knife harder, they see him tense up during the harsh parts but he stays silent as the story is being told, allowing them to vent. After they were finished he puts everything to the side for a moment and approaches them, sitting down at the table next to them, he gently tilts their chin up “Hey, you know that person didn’t know shit right? Deadass,(Sorry I had to represent my brooklyn boy through speech) all of us are lucky to have you here, especially me. We all love you, I love you, you’re so special and amazing, I can’t imagine being without you…”


-once she sees them crying she rushes to them letting out a string of japanese curses along the way

-She’s surprised to see that someone affected them this badly because they’re the strongest person Noodle knows.

-She lists every single thing that she likes about them for about a half hour from their attitude to how they dress, she makes sure they know she looks up to them.

-She gets the rest of the band to do the same.

-Noodle then takes them to their room and fixes them a bath. While they take a soothing bath, Noodle finds their favorite movie and orders a pizza.