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returnnofdamac · 7 months
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Can I be racist and anti racist? yes. 1. I love mexicans
2. But Ik those taco munchers would do anything for a corona or Modelo.
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returnnofdamac · 10 months
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where can i buy this jacket
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Wow I've seen a lot of bad fucjing vests on the internet but this raises the fucking bar.
I want whoever made this to kill themselves lmao
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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replblogging because im a supporter but really u should stop with the fucken clout chasing bro. Giving "Like this if you love god, ignore if you love satan" vibes
Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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“Cause when the world stopped moving, like it did last week. I just wanted you to hold me.”
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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maybe like s4 didnt happen and maybe some angst because jason and the basketball guys beat up reader and eddie but they get revenge somehow and it turns to fluff? idk i suck at plot ideas😭
Ok ok ok but I decided to at least give Eddie and the reader a fighting chance bc we ain’t no losers 😶😶😶
requested by @bamamammamama
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You were walking in the parking lot with your brother, Eddie, to his van. You were talking about what you two were planning to do when you got home. You two heard footsteps behind you.
You whipped head around as Eddie grabbed you wrist and tried to pull you to walk faster. You saw a sight to see.
‘Jason and his goons…no…the whole baskETBALL TEAM GOD DAYUM’ you thought in alarm as you saw everyone.
Eddie finally stopped when he heard Jason’s voice boom out in the near empty parking lot.
“Hey, freaks!” He yelled out. You both turned around, you with your arms crossed over your chest, Eddie studying everyone with steady eyes.
“That’s the most original insult I have heard all day. You really are my inspiration now-a-days, did you know that?” You said with a grimace on your face.
“Why don’t you put your mouth to better uses sometime?” One of Jason’s teammates said to you in a suggestive tone.
Eddie stepped up and punched the boy in the face. Hard. The boy fell to the ground groaning out about his nose when you stomped on his crotch. He doubled over in the spot he was in.
Jason winded back his arm and hit Eddie on his cheek. All hell broke loose from there. It was a two v at least six. You and your brother were seriously fighting for your life. You mostly dodged the other people since you were shorter than most.
You then came face to face with Lucas. Max’s ex. He seemed to have personal beef with you. He kicked your stomach and punched you repeatedly.
You fought back with all of your might. You flailed your limbs and hit something on him. He yelled and jumped back. You stumbled up.
‘Damn does this dude pack a fucking punch’ your mind swirled and you got dizzy. Most of the basketball players had ran off, including Lucas, and that only left Jason. He looked around to see you and Eddie up, determination written on both of your faces. He ran off.
You and Eddie made your way back to his van and got in.
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Max knocked on your window and you went over to open it. Max’s face was contorted in to confusion the second she saw you. She climbed in the window when you opened it and gasped.
“Baby- what happened?” She asked, her voice weak.
“Umm, basically Jason and his big group of bullies came and jumped me and Eddie out of nowhere. I mean I was fine until Lucas legit popped into thin air and did like a double whammy on me. Dude seriously packs a punch. He has personal beef with me…” you ran the whole thing down as Max walked you to your bathroom and looked in the cabinets for first aid supplies.
That was when you looked at yourself for the first time since you got home. You cringed as you saw the bruises and cuts left on your face.
Max got back up and patted the counter for you to sit on. You hopped onto the counter and leaned into her hands as she dabbed alcohol on the cuts and putting bandaged instead.
After she was finished she grabbed your hand and pulled you to your bed and layer down on it, pulling you with her. She entangled her limbs with yours and got comfortable.
“I love you” you spoke out loud.
“I love you too” you heard her say as you drifted off to sleep.
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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Ok so the two days after max "dies" could probably be in seasons 5.
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So what i think is the reason it wasnt shown in season 4 is because when they show it in season 5, it will like a flashback sequence. I think they probably made more scenes like it too. Ive seen photos of the party in different clothes in the woods (i dont have the photos) but it was never seen in season 4. So if the actors change the way they look, or get hair cuts, and they have to film scenes that were in the past but they dont look the same? why not just film first in season 4, which is scenes that would be for season 5? idk how else to explain but i hope u understand!!!
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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IT WORKED!!!!! IVE MISSED READING UR WRITING 😭😭😭WELCOME BACK!
Getting Better - Part 1
Max Mayfield x Reader
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A/N: GUYS I FINALLY MADE A NEW TAGLIST
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“Y/N!” Max yells on the other side of the door. Knocking against the wood with her fist. “Y/NNNN!” she drags out my name still smashing her fist against the wood. “Coming!” I yell quickly getting out of bed and walking towards the front door. The knocking continues until I open the door to reveal an angry Maxine. Her expression seems to soften once I open the door and thanks me after walking in and past me. I shut the door behind her and follow her to my bedroom. Where she sprawls out on my bed. “You okay?” I ask taking a seat at my desk and turning my chair to face her. “No.” She mumbles, her voice slightly muffled by the bed beneath her.
“Wanna talk about it?” I ask as she begins to roll over, her body now face up. “No.” She says beginning to sit up and looking at me. I nod as sits up, her hands in her lap, playing with skin around her nails, her hair is tied up into a ponytail and little flyaways at the top. Her cheeks red and freckles litter her face. I look at her eyes and realise she’s looking around my room. Staring at the posters on my walls we bought together and then the box filled with comics we read when she comes over. I look back at Max, her jaw clenched and she’s silent. Her hands gripping tightly on the bed sheets beneath her. Her eyes continue moving around my room and her knee begins to shake.
Unsure on what I should do I begin to stand up and walk over to her, taking a seat on the bed beside. Only then is that her eyes land on me, I give her a smile, which she returns only smaller. Now being so close to her, I notice the puffy and slight bloodshot eyes. I think she noticed it too because she turns her head away from me. “Max.” I say leaning forward trying to get her to look at me. She doesn’t reply, just continues looking around my room with her head faced away from me. Deciding on whether or not my next decision is the right one I put an arm around her back. The other following suit and wrapping across the front of her body. My hands connecting on her shoulder. She freezes, she stops everything she’s doing for a second.
“What are you doing?” She asks turning her head to look at me. “What, I can’t give my best friend a hug?” I ask to which she doesn’t respond, staying silent for a few seconds before she hesitantly leans into me. She turns her body around to face me and leans into me, her hands clawing at my shirt, trying to close the space between us, she shuts her eyes tightly and nestles her head into my neck. All while hands tightly grip my shirt, I draw circles on her back in an attempt to calm her and we sit in silence for a while, my hands continuing to draw circles and rub her back soothingly only hesitating once I feel wet splotches on my skin. Naturally I begin holding her tighter and lean my head onto hers.
We sit like this for a few minutes before she shifts, I instantly drop my hands and she begins to move out of my arms and out of my space. “I’m sorry.” She says trying to quickly remove the tears that stain her face. “That was weird.” She says only glancing at me before looking away. “It was pretty weird.” Her head whips toward me, her mouth slightly open as she stares at me with wide eyes. Without missing a beat I speak up again. “I’m only joking, it makes sense with what’ve been through. What you’ve gone through.” I mention to which she sits silently. ”It’s okay to not be okay. You’ve been through so much.” I say moving a bit closer to her, waiting to see if she’d pull away to which she doesn’t so I scoot close enough to not be over a meter away like before and close enough to reach out and touch her, yet still giving her space to pull away.
“You have too, and I don’t see you breaking down into anyone’s arms.” She says, her blue eyes piercing into mine. “The only arms I’d break into are yours, but you never give me any hugs.” I say to which she rolls her eyes at, a smile tugging at her lips. “No, but seriously I, it’s a different story for me. Most nights I wake up drowning in my own sweat, sometimes screaming. Like thank God my parents aren’t home a lot. I don’t know what I’d do then. They’d think I’m psychotic or something. I also get ghost pains from bite.” I say to which we both look down at the 20cm healing scar of demo-dog claw marks going down my calf from a few years back. “Rarely, but it’s a pain when it happens.” I say looking back up to her. “We’re all messed up in some way. And there’s nothing wrong with that because we’ve literally saved Hawkins so many times. If anything it should be expected, it’d be weird if there was nothing wrong with us after all this.” I say putting my hand on top of hers which makes her look down at it. “It’s gonna get better. We’re going to get better.” The rooms silents, my words hang in the air before she lifts her eyes from my hand. She doesn’t speak as she flips her hand up and slips it into mine. “Do you wanna stay over tonight?” I ask after looking at clock beside my bed. “It’s late, I’ll get you some clothes for tonight.”
A/N: This one is cause someone in my inbox so kindly asked me to come back. Give you a little crumb Yknow. I’ll begin writing another one later. 20 reposts on this and I’ll release the next part of all too well. 😈 Also do yous want a part 2 to this or nah?
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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you guys stop mike isnt gay I look at all my friends the way he looks at Will
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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Byler Analysis: Mike’s phone calls.
This analysis is going over why Mike’s phone calls were, without a doubt, for Will. Bylers have been talking about this for months now, but I’ve compiled all the evidence I could find. 
So, to start us off… 
Hawkin’s Lab is owned by the ‘Department of Energy’, which according to Mike, Ted has said is Government/The Military. 
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In S1, the main antagonists in regard to Hawkins Lab were Connie Frazier and Dr. Brenner. However, by the season finale, Connie was killed by Eleven and Dr. Brenner’s status was unknown.
With the two of them out of the way, we are introduced to Dr. Sam Owens in S2. 
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Now, whether or not Owens is truly trustworthy or not is a whole other can of worms, but for the sake of this analysis, we will follow his introduction as an ally to the Byers-Hoppers. He was the primary doctor looking after Will and investigating what was going on with him when he was possessed by the Mindflayer. S2 concludes by letting us know that Owens has pulled some strings to give Eleven a new identity and thus a new life: that of JANE HOPPER. 
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Owens recommends to Hopper that Eleven should lay low for about a year before living freely, as a PRECAUTION (since, like he said before, ‘those people’ aka the bad ones, are gone), but overall, things are safe enough that Owens even approves of Hopper letting Eleven go to the Snow Ball. 
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S3 starts in June 1985, about six months after S2, which means Eleven’s year of laying low isn’t done yet. But since Owens is in charge of the lab, Eleven and Mike can call on the phone. We also see them using walkie-talkies, so I’m assuming that they don’t call that often as a precaution as well, but they can do it as long as it’s not too frequent. 
It is important to note that the lab was not the main antagonist in neither S2 nor S3 (It was the Mindflayer & Russians respectively). 
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Eleven can even afford to go out a couple of times to the mall with Max without consequence at all. It isn’t until things get bad enough with the ‘flesh flayer’ that the military immediately steps in to cover it all up (and despite their best efforts, the town is still suspicious). 
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Owens is FIRED at the end of S3 as a consequence of the mall “fire”. This is significant because it means that he no longer holds the power to protect Eleven. Still, he managed to use his contacts (which include allies like Ellen, Wallace, and Hamon) to relocate Eleven + the Byers to Lenora and look after them very discretely. 
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Because of this plan, Eleven is safe in Lenora enough to go out and have a life as Jane Hopper. However, that plan does NOT include calling Hawkins as that would be FAR TOO RISKY. 
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She cannot call or be called from Hawkins as it is no longer just a precaution, like when Owens recommended Eleven to lay low for a year, just in case. Now, her staying away from Hawkins (which includes calling there since the phone-lines are tapped) is a NECESSITY for her long-term survival since the cover story is that ‘Eleven is dead’.
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Powell’s call about Chrissy’s murder is enough to immediately summon Sullivan to investigate and pin the murders on Eleven. He even tells Owens that there are rumors of her being alive and receiving help from the ‘inside’ aka Owens. WHICH IS TRUE. So, they’re onto Owens and ALL OF THEM require to be extra careful with calling to Hawkins. 
Mike was likely not able to talk about Eleven/Jane much during his calls with Will either.
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THIS is likely why we see a walkie-talkie on Eleven’s Mike box and why Mike spoke about stealing Cerebro from Dustin at the end of S3. 
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HOWEVER, because the mail system isn’t under surveillance like phone lines are, LETTERS were established as Mike and El’s primary method of communication. 
Whether or not Mike truly did steal Cerebro from Dustin to call El a few times, we see Cerebro at the top of Dustin’s house in what seems to be a very permanent set-up. I personally think this implies Cerebro hasn’t been moved, and their communication happened solely through letters. 
But even if, say, Mike went to visit Dustin to use Cerebro (which wasn’t established, but is within the realm of possibilities) it doesn’t change the fact that phone calls were off the table, and thus, those were for Will and Will alone. 
So, as Will himself explained, the letters were for Eleven, and phone calls were for HIM.
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Which means … this was all about Mike being unable to reach WILL. 
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Byler is endgame
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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It was a good day Pt 1
Max Mayfield x Y/n Harrington
The nice warm air of summer flowed through max's bedroom window, waking her up in a good mood.
Y/n rose from her bed quickly, sweating from the sun beating right down on her face since her bed was right infront of the window.
Max showered in warm water, then got ready before heading out to meet the party at Mikes house.
Y/n went to shower and there wasn't any hot water, 'Steve must have used it all'. When she was finished she got ready and headed out but noticed that her board was wobbly. As she skated, the board slipped from under her feet and she landed on her back, knocking the wind from her as a truck drove right over her, trying to come to a stop as the tires screeched. Y/n shakily climbed from under the truck and headed to the curb, still shooken up that she almost died. The driver was asking if she was okay, checking her for any injuries. She assured the man she was okay and picked up her board, walking to mikes instead of skating. She made it in 20 minutes, knocking on the door. Nancy opened the door, smiling widely when she saw the younger harrington. "Hey, Y/n. You okay? You're bleeding." Nancy noticed that Y/n's jeans were ripped on the knee from the truck scraping it, blood seeping out the cut. "Im fine Nance. Is Mike home?" Nancy shook her head. "No they left to the mall a while ago. Come in, we need to wrap that." Nancy dragged Y/n in and cleaned the cut before wrapping it. "You want a ride to the Mall? It's my day off and I dont mind?" Nancy offered to which Y/n agreed.
After the oldest wheeler sibling dropped y/n off she headed back home. y/n went straight to scoops and saw steve at the front. "Hey, Steve." "Hey, your friends just went through the back. You can catch up to them if you run." Steve informed her to which she shook her head. "I think im gonna stay in the back with you and rob. Not feeling too good." Steve nodded and turned back to the customer, scooping whatever flavor they wanted. y/n went to the back and saw robin listening to a cassette tape, probably some language she was learning. "Hey, Rob" She said, waving at the older girl. "Hey, Harrington. What's wrong with you?" "I dont know. Just a bad day?" Y/n sighed and sat, putting her arms crossed on the table to rest her head. She slowly drifted off to sleep as she listened to Robin repeat whatever language she was listening to.
"y/n
Y/nnn
Y/N!"
Y/n woke up quickly, looking up to see Steve standing with his jacket on and Robin reading some magazine. "Come on, let's go home." He put his arm around her shoulders, as a kind of hug. "Eddie munson coming over?" Y/n asked, Steve had been sneaking the Munson freak into the house when their parents were out of town. "Nope. Not today. Just Rob." Y/n nodded and entered the back of the car, letting robin sit in the front. Steve and Robin talked about the customers that seemed to bother them and how robin almost fought a girl who slapped steve.
Once the three arrived, Y/n went straight to her room. Why did today have to be such a shitty day. Suddenly, the house phone rang. It was answered by steve and Y/n listened to whatever was being said. "Hello, this is the harringtons residence, Steve speaking...Yeah...Max? Yeah Yeah hold on. Y/n! Phone!" Y/n looked at the phone in her room and picked it up, putting it to her ear. "Hello?" The voice on the other side spoke. "Max? What's up?" Y/n responded, laying down. "Hey. Just wanted to talk to you i guess. Didnt see you today and kinda missed you, stalker." Y/n blushed and smiled widely. "Missed me?" "Yeah. Dont tell the others though. Anyway, do you wanna hang out? maybe have a sleepover?" Y/n smiled wider, if even possible. "Yeah! i mean..yeah. At mine or yours?" "Mine. Nobody is home so its just gonna be me and you." "Alright i'll be there in 10."
Y/n waved off Steve and Robin who waved back, as he drove away from Maxs house. The young harrington knock, a quiet 'coming!' heard behind the door. It was then opened by max who quickly engulfed y/n into a hug. "hey, maxine." the redhead punched y/ns shoulder and dragged her inside before closing the door. "Dont call me that!" Max said with a smile. Y/n laughed and followed the shorter girl to her room. She admired the posters and look of the room. y/n wasnt really invited over due to her brother and billys rivalery and he just didnt like y/n due to her skating in the street and being hit by his car, bending the hood.
Max and y/n had watched different movies while eating pizza and max had grown tired. "Ready to sleep?" Y/n asked. "No no, we can finish the movie." "Max," Y/n pointed to the screen," its been over. Thats the credits." Y/n laughed at max who was already snoring. Y/n stood from the bed and laid on her sleeping bag, which was on the floor next to the bed. She had decided to put it next to the window instead of the door, so when billy entered he wouldnt be able to see her sleeping in the room.
"Max i know shes here somewhere!" Billys booming voice woke up Y/n who realized clothes were thrown on her to make it look like she wasnt there. Billy walked out the room, "If shes not here, whos board is this?!" shit. y/n knew she wouldnt see that board again but if she didnt take it home, steve would ask where it was and if she tells on billy, shes dead. Once billy exited the room again, arguing with max, y/n slipped her shoes on and flannel before getting off the floor, spotting her board on maxs floor. She approached it and grabbed it, looking forward to see billy at the end of the hallway. "Got you!" He began to run, to which she slammed the door and locked it, running to the window before diving out, landing on her arm and a loud snap being heard. y/n quickly stood and ignored the pain, sprinting off the lawn and down the street, billy behind her. y/n kept running, max skating behind billy to catch up, shouting for him to stop. y/n ran towards a tree and climbed it, Billy following her anyway. "Fuck off! Leave me alone!" Billy laughed, "Im going to hurt you real bad harrington!" Y/n climbed a branch and tried to jump on a roof of a house but billy shook the branch, making her fall, barley grabbing onto the house. She pulled herself up and got on the roof, running and hopping down and heading down a different street. She looked behind her and noticed billy was gone so she stopped to catch her breath. a loud engine made her head snap backwards to see billy driving quickly down the street with max in the passenger side. "Fuck Youuuuu!!" Y/n shouted, jumping over another fence and running into woods, billys shouting being heard. Y/n reached a farm and tried to run through without being noticed but a loud gunshot made her drop to the floor. She wasnt hit but it was a warning shot. Footsteps approached her and they were the boots of Jim Hopper.
"I'm telling you, i fell on it!" Y/n said, referring to her arm. "Alright but who were you running from?" Y/n looked at hopper who had a stern look on his face and she just said, "a dog" Y/n had went home with steve who lectured her and told her she was grounded. She had also gotten a cast for her arm since it did break. Once home, Y/n laid in her bed, tired from running. Y/n heard something hit her window so she looked out to see max and dustin, waving at her. she opened the window and they climbed in, dustin to check on y/n and max to apologize. "Look, im sorry max but i dont think i can hang out with you anymore unless we are here. I dont want billy killing me." Max nodded, understanding that billy was a pain in the ass already. Dustin offered some comics for y/n who took them. "Can i talk to you alone?" Max asked, pointing to her bathroom. Y/n nodded and headed to the bathroom with max. once the door closed, max began to sob. "What happened?" Y/n asked, concerned. "Its billy. He said hes gonna make sure i dont see you again. The only reason i can right now is because hes out with neil. But he will kill you, hes crazy." "What are you saying?" Max looked into y/ns eyes and gave her a cheek kiss before opening the door and heading out, telling dustin it was time to leave. "Wait, max!" but she was already leaving, dustin waving at his best friend. Y/n watched her walk away and slammed the window.
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returnnofdamac · 1 year
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I wanna write a max mayfield x reader story but will anyone read it? if u will pls give ideas for it.
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