#I literally forgot until I went outside and was like UH NUMBER MEN WHY DOES IT SAY MY BOOK IS OUTSIDE WHEN ITS NOT

[tonguetyd]

The ToG graphic novel has arrived!…

…at my previous address because I ordered it in AUGUST before I MOVED so I still have to WAIT TWO WEEKS before I get my book lmaoooooo

I am genuinely going to be the last person to get my book 😂😂😂

[femmeharringrove]

#68 on the prompt list!

068: "We’ve been celebrating our wedding anniversary on the wrong day for the past nine years."

this took me a minute i'm so sorry oof!!

If there's anything Billy's learned, it's that his cooking skill is nothing compared to the culinary prowess of his husband. Stefano Alexander Lorenzo Harrington (a mouthful, Billy knows, he was terrified of messing it up during their vows) is king of the kitchen, and Billy enjoys everything he cooks, but sometimes Steve's menu can be used to give insight to what he's feeling.

It's one of those funny little quirks that the blonde man fell for all those years ago. After Starcourt, after he nearly died, his father cut ties with him completely and Max all but literally dragged him over to Steve's place. Steve didn't like him back then, not that Billy ever gave him a reason to like him, but the moment Max explained everything his doe eyes softened and he offered Billy a room in his house on the spot. Billy spent countless nights after that feasting on baked ziti and lasagna - "with my own pasta, none of that pre-made shit," Steve pronounced proudly as he served Billy the biggest slice of pasta he'd ever seen in his life to that point; he's outdone himself several times in the years since - and at one point realized he couldn't live a day without Steve's cooking.

He couldn't live without that blinding smile either, or without the sight of Steve chasing the Party around like a distressed young mother, or without the feeling of being wrapped up in those slender arms, face tucked into the crook of Steve's neck as the taller boy promised to keep him safe from the monsters of this and any other world. Steve told his parents Billy was just staying at the house until he found his feet, but they ended up living like that for four years before an argument between the Harrington men got ugly enough to make Steve want to leave. And so they did, after helping Steve's hoard of kids move to their respective colleges. They found themselves a little apartment in Malibu and Billy went to college that same year.

It was hard, for a while. Steve was still unsure of what he wanted to do in life and Billy struggled to find a balance between classes, his job at the garage down the street, and time with Steve. They fought, they cried, and Steve always ended up smoothing things over with Billy's favorite soups, no matter how hot it was outside, and slowly things got better.

Billy proposed to his boyfriend two years after that, and a year after that they got married, unofficially, with Hopper officiating and the Party giving Steve away. They were married on the beach on September 6th, Steve cried all through the ceremony and they spent much of that night in absolute bliss, wrapped up in each other's arms. Billy swore that the date would be one he would never forget, how could he forget? Nobody forgot their wedding date.

They've been married nine years now. He's got his engineering degree and owns the garage down the street now. Steve's artistic streak led to him opening a studio and offering art classes on top of selling his own work. They moved out of the apartment after Steve curled up to Billy's chest one night and begged for a baby. They have three of those now, bustling six-year-old Antonia, quiet three-year-old Max, and two-month-old Angelo. All three are with Auntie Max tonight, who's also moved out to the coast with Lucas and El in tow, because tonight is a special night. It's September 6th, and he and Steve are supposed to be celebrating.

Except Steve's making tiramisu and cheesecake. He's making Alfredo with shrimp and chicken and spinach, which Billy loves but knows that his husband hates. In fact, this is Billy's favorite meal, which Steve only pulls out when he's got something important to say or when Billy's feeling down. And Billy's not feeling down.

It takes some work to steal the great Stefano's attention in the kitchen, but Billy's got almost two decades worth of experience here. He hums before he touches the man - years of touch starvation and a few too many bad experiences have left the man rather skittish, especially with unexpected touches, so Billy's careful to give him warning. He presses right up against Steve's back and wraps his arms around him, fingers of his left hand slipping up under his shirt to stroke over Steve's hip while the fingers of his right hand settle just under the waistband of the brunette's sweatpants, trailing over a sensitive patch of skin. From there it's all about the kisses - little ones to the nape of Steve's neck, lazy ones on the side of his throat, nips and playful bites to the shoulder. He nuzzles at Steve's cheek a few times in between that mix and Steve lasts all of two minutes before he's melting back against Billy and gazing back at him, eyes painfully warm and full with that adoring look he always gives Billy. For a moment, the blonde can't breathe, stunned for the billionth time by Steve's beauty. He presses a soft kiss to his plump lips, slow and full of love, before nosing along his jaw.

"What are you thinking about?" he questions. Steve hums, turns from his current task of slicing his pasta dough to wrap his arms around Billy.

"You," he hums, and Billy has no doubt to the validity of that answer, but he presses anyway.

"What else?"

"What are you talking about?" Steve's eyebrow arches and Billy takes that exact moment to realize that his husband's beginning to grey, his coffee brown waves of hair showing a little speckle of silver. At thirty-five, Steve isn't really old at all, but he's got other little signs of age. He's not a lanky teenage boy anymore. But he's as stunning as ever, and Billy's heart melts as they stare at each other.

"Pretty boy, you told me you think spinach in alfredo is a sin, but you're adding it in and you only do shit like that when you've got something to share with the class. So share." His eyebrow arch as Billy opened his mouth to argue, and he hides a smile as Steve backs down.

"Fine. Sit down, Papa Blue." It's Billy's favorite nickname, received after their son Max stole the nickn baby blue. Max is biologically his, thanks to a donation from Robin. She did the same with Angelo, though their latest baby is Steve's, all big eyes and fluffy hair. Billy sits at his husband's request, and Steve sits across from him looking a little worried. "So, uh, you know how today is our anniversary?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Billy asks. Steve chews on his lip.

"Well, I called Hop this morning because he and Joyce wanna come meet little Jellybean," he begins.

"Angelo is gonna hate that nickname once he gets older," Billy warns. Steve shakes his head in amusement.

"No way, he'll love it. Or he'll at least have to tolerate it, because I'm not letting it go anytime soon. But that's besides the point. Hop and I were talking and he asked me what we did for our anniversary yesterday."

"Yesterday? Our anniversary is today, doesn't he remember?" Billy frowns as Steve runs his fingers through his hair.

"That's exactly what I said," he huffs. "But he was adamant we got married on the fifth, and so I went and checked."

"And?" Billy presses, terrified that he already knows the result. His husband bites his lip.

"And he's right. We misread the number on the date." Steve gives him a sheepish, frustrated look. "We’ve been celebrating our wedding anniversary on the wrong day for the past nine years."

"You can't be serious," Billy deadpans. Steve blinks at him.

Oh god.

It takes Billy seven seconds before he's snorting with laughter. Then he's flat-out snickering, and it doesn't take Steve long to follow. They laugh in the kitchen together until Billy's sides hurt and Steve starts to struggle for breath between his giggles.

"We've been doing it on the wrong day, what a bunch of idiots we are," Billy chuckles. Steve wipes tears of laughter away.

"Yeah, yeah," he chuckles, before his face morphs into something more apprehensive. "I'm sorry I got it wrong." Billy waves it off with one hand, a soft look settling on his face.

"Don't be. I've been making the same mistake. And I wrote the date down, I should have made my handwriting more legible." Billy's hand reaches over the table for Steve's. "Baby, I don't care that we've got the wrong date. All I care about is celebrating what we've got together, okay? I just want to celebrate the fact that I found someone who loves me more than I could ever deserve, someone who's stuck by my side through good and bad. I don't care what day we do that." He watches as Steve's anxious look melts into something significantly softer.

"Billy Hargrove, you deserve all the love this world has to offer and then some," he corrects gently. Billy's eyes crinkle softly around the edges as he smiles.

"And you've got more love in that mop on your head then the rest of the world could ever have." He stands and leans over to hold the other man's face in his hands, planting three quick kisses to his forehead. "Trust me, honey pie, you give me more love than I deserve. You give the whole world more love than it deserves." Steve's responding smile is bright and adoring, and Billy's heart melts even more.

"I love you, Billabong," he murmurs, stealing his own kiss from Billy's lips.

"And I love you, princess." They stay like that for a time, silent and content, before Steve speaks again.

"We're gonna get it right next year, right?" Billy laughs, nose wrinkling in his amusement.

"Of course. And every year after that. We can make it a two-day event, spend the first day bein' all romantic. I'm keepin' you in bed on day two, though." His smile turns into a familiar smirk. "Make you remember why you love having me around." He revels in the way his husband blushes violently, and Steve swats him away as he jumps up.

"You're a menace, Billy Hargrove. Leave me alone so I can finish cooking." He gets one last kiss before Billy backs out of the kitchen, and if he's got the same dopey grin on his face as he had in his twenties when looking at Steve Harrington, then it's neither here nor there.

[mystichoneybuddhachips]

Could I request an imagine where the RFA+V+Saeran are jealous of MC. Like they see someone flirting with her or see her treating someone with care and they just get really jealous?

okay this got way too long so i’m gonna put the rest under a cut after yoosung’s LOL i wrote freaking novels oh my god

Yoosung:

he actually gets jealous really easily

never forget yandere yoosung

you visited him on campus once and a lot of his classmates got lowkey crushes on you

some had highkey crushes and worked up the courage to go talk to you they moved in packs cause they were nervous

“hey there, are you an incoming transfer student? ;)”

“ah, no… i’m looking for kim yoosung?”

their eyes went wide before they burst into smiles

“oooooh, so this is our yoosung’s infamous girlfriend? we almost couldn’t believe it. i swear, he never stops talking about you”

in the distance, you swear you heard feet stomping before yoosung practically threw himself between you and his classmates

“noooo!!! she’s mine, my girlfriend!!”

you and them are all laughing as he shoos them away before leading you towards the entrance

then he starts apologizing a billion times 

“i’m sorry, did they make you uncomfortable? they’re good guys, though. really!” 

“no, they seemed friendly… do you really talk about me that much at school?”

he goes red in the face and starts stammering like a madman

“n-no, i mean… yes, but it’s all… i like talking about you! but if you don’t like it, i’ll stop!!”

you laugh and say it’s fine, you think it’s cute, and he starts blushing even more

turns out it’s lunch break so he offers to show you around the school

although he holds your hand the entire time and doesn’t let go

if an oblivious male student tries to make conversation, you can literally feel him bristling like a little porcupine next to him

you think it’s cute though, lowkey

Zen:

if he could, he’d carry around a swatter so he could bat away any guy that tried going near you

basically all of your dates in public are 85% you both enjoying the date 5% zen dealing with approaching fans and 10% zen giving major side eye to any guy that’s staring at you too long 

although his possessive instincts got worse after one particular incident

you two were taking a walk around the park late in the afternoon after his rehearsals 

 there were still people hanging around the plaza, so he wore a mask and tucked in his hair under a cap to be more discreet 

he noticed an ice cream cart vendor still hanging around nearby, so he offered to go buy some cones 

you ain’t about to turn down dessert so you agree and wait on a bench in the plaza while he rushes offuntil a pair of slightly tipsy dudes saunter over to you and ask for your number 

you’re all “sorry nope i’d rather not” but they’re annoyingly persistent and loud

they try to sit on the bench with you so you get up to move except they get up and block your way again 

at this point, you’re considering kicking them in the shins when it happens 

you catch zen stalking over from behind the dudes before he not-so-accidentally shoulders between them, ice cream cones in hand 

they both stumble to the ground, swearing at 95 mph 

zen’s too busy handing you both ice creams to hear them anyways 

now they’re pissed off, hauling themselves back up and ready to reach for him 

when zen whips around, yanks off his face mask and pulls off his cap 

you could literally see both men’s eyes widen at how good-looking zen was 

some girls in the distance are now screaming cause they recognized zen but he’s too busy glaring lasers into the two people in front of him 

you know he’s glaring because they both shrunk back slightly, and you swear the shock of it all sobered them up 

although some people were already racing up with their cellphones, so you finally step next to zen and tap his shoulder with your free hand 

“uh, zen? people are watching” 

zen finally glances towards you, a grin growing on his face 

“good” 

he slings an arm around your shoulder before turning back towards the two, who were just blinking like who tf is this guy why are we being surrounded by screaming girls 

and then zen goes “thanks for keeping my girlfriend company while i was gone. i’d rather not be violent and ruin our date tonight, so consider yourselves lucky.”

his fans are good ppl and don’t chase after him as he leads you away from the park, to your relief

once you two were walking back on the street, you’re laughing at how funny the whole situation was

it was like some scene out a drama

zen was pouting for a bit that those guys tried advancing on you, but he soon loosened up and started laughing too

by that time, both of the ice cream cones had half-melted, but neither of you minded

Jaehee:

she tends to keep things to herself, even when something’s bothering her

and usually, she dealt with it on her own, even though you always ask her to rely on you once in a while

one time you were communicating with a potential party guest, and you two really hit it off

he was a real friendly and fun person to chat with, so he sometimes called you up to chat instead of just messaging

one phone call happened in the evening at home 

you were sprawled on the sofa while she was at the dinner table on her laptop

you didn’t notice anything was amiss until she suddenly walked disappeared into the kitchen and reappeared with a cup of coffee

she marched over and placed it on the small table in front of the sofa next to you

you slightly tilt the phone away to look at her questioningly and whisper “coffee?”

“you looked tired, i thought this could give you a boost”

“but it’s almost 8pm, i won’t be able to sleep if i drink this”

jaehee looks slightly dejected, but nods

she says “apologies, i forgot how late it was” before taking the cup to her table for herself

now you feel bad for making her sad, but suddenly remember you’re still on the phone and hurriedly go back to answer the guest

you want to go cheer jaehee up so you’re trying to find the right time to hang up but he keeps talking

until suddenly jaehee pipes up from where she’s sitting and goes “could you come and check over this itinerary? it’s almost finalized”

you grab the chance and tell the guest you have something to do, and finally end the call

but when you march over, there’s no itinerary on her screen

“did you send it already…?”

“ah no, i still have to add some things to it, so there’s not much to review yet”

it slowly dawns on you and you grin really wide 

“jaehee… were you jealous?”

she doesn’t turn to look at you, but you ain’t missing the way her ears were going red

“of course not, you were simply doing business with a potential guest. although i must point out that upon looking into his financial history, he does not have a reputable credit…”

you laugh and hug her from behind, feeling her relax and bit and chuckle too

she was right about the guest he was drowning in debt too so you ended up not inviting him, and everyone was happy

Jumin:

look up “possessive” in the dictionary and a picture of Jumin Han will appear next to the definition

will not forgive any man who dares to make moves on you

god help them if they try it in front of him

he’s stuck to your side most of the time you two go outside on a date

although he gets especially territorial when you’re shopping at a mall or something

since you’ll be wandering around looking at the items on sale, you’re bound to encounter different people

but if someone - especially a guy - looks like he’s about to ask for that yung phone number, jumin pops up out of nowhere and literally shuts them down

one second it’s just you and some random guy hanging out by a store shelf as he starts to say “hey, i think you’re really cute. do you think we could exchange info and maybe grab a cup of–”

a wild jumin appears! 

he’ll just… pop up like a gopher before glaring at the guy and going “no”

this happens every time some guy tries flirting with you

you swear he has some kind of radar 

one time he accidentally did it to a salesperson he didn’t regret it though

although when he’s feeling particularly jealous, he copes by buying you everything

i’m talking rows of clothes/shoes/jewelry getting purchased in one go

you’re like “jumin NO” but he just pulls out his credit card and goes “jumin yes”

you end up returning almost everything the next day anyways

if he’s still sulking by the time you two get home, though, you’re sure to cuddle him and reassure him that you love him only

and that helps him stop the sulking and restore the happiness

707:

this boy goes from Not Jealous to Jealous Hacker Meme Master™ real quick

it’s a rare mode that is not easily unlocked, but it’s memorable when it happens

one special moment was when you had to actually go and meet an RFA guest in person

he was fine with it until you mentioned that you two were having lunch before taking a stroll around town while you talked

“wait, this sounds like a date!!”

“it’s not, he says it’s just formalities so that we get along well”

“that’s a date!!!!!”

by the end of the conversation he’s actively clinging to your leg while you struggle to reach the door

you swear that it’s just a meeting, and even offer for him to check on you once in a while if it makes him feel better

he finally lets you go at that, sending you off with teary eyes and a kiss/hug

you and the RFA guest have a peaceful lunch

that is, until your phone suddenly starts beeping nonstop

you’re like wtf and unlock your phone when a pixelated cartoon of seven bounces around your screen

suddenly your phone starts saying “i love seven!” with some upbeat cartoon music playing in the background

okay it’s actually kind of cute but you’re in a public cafe and the thing’s so loud

thankfully it stops after like 20 seconds, and you two laugh it off

the guy’s like “i’m guessing that’s the ringtone for your boyfriend?”

and you’re all “hahaha… yeah… ringtone…”

the walk around town isn’t that eventful - you two just chat a bit about his occupation and you explain a bit about the party

but at the end, he asks to add your number so that he can contact you about any additional questions

you’re fine with it, but when he tries to save your contact information, he frowns when he phone suddenly blares on error sound

to your horror, you can hear seven’s voice from his phone

“Greetings, dear RFA guest! Unfortunately, this precious number is not allowed to be stored onto your cellular device! Please try again with a different phone number! By the power of God Seven, please accept this photo of Longcat instead! Goodbye!!”

there’s a loooong silence after the message as you both stare at his phone

and as promised, a photo of Longcat suddenly pops up on his lockscreen

you’re busy trying not to laugh apologizing to him, but he’s already laughing, finding the thing hilarious

he amends by saying he’ll email you professionally instead, and thanks you for the interesting meeting

also asks you to send his regards to your boyfriend

you go home to a smug seven sitting in his desk chair

you can’t even get mad at him, and he’s lowkey relieved you’re not

the two of you spend the rest of the night chilling in bed and watching cheesy movies together

V:

a really jealous V is a one in a million moment

literally so rare

since he’s too pure to be tainted with such a thing like envy

so even when he does get jealous, it’s like a really mild form of it

for the most part, he’s the type to just silently sulk about it

if you two are out in public, he’ll do his darnedest to make sure he’s holding your hand or your shoulder

and then once you’re home, he asks if he could just sit on the sofa with you

by “sit on the sofa with you” he means “you sit on the sofa while he hugs you forever”

you can tell when he’s feeling jealous though, cause he goes extremely quiet and always wants to hug you 24/7 

during those times you like to hug him back and just continuously tell him why you love him to make him feel better

and it works, even though he always insists that he wasn’t feeling jealous

it’s hella cute when he does it though, so you just let him say that

he also goes on a picture-taking spree when he’s feeling a bit jealous of you chatting it up with another guy

makes sure that the flash is on when he snaps a picture of you

the guys all confused as to why he took a picture

and V just goes “ah, sorry. i was trying to take a photo of my girlfriend. she looked particularly stunning just now”

and at the point, the other party immediately realizes the situation and backs off

thanks to that, there’s lots of extra candids of you talking with some random guy hiding in a box in V’s room

Saeran:

um if you make the mistake of provoking a jealous saeran, you better start ordering a casket

he won’t even give the guy a chance to save himself if he tries flirting with you out in the open

he’ll just casually move you aside and take your place in front of the guy before going “back off before things get ugly”

that paired with his soul-destroying glare is usually enough to scare everyone off

except one time in front of a small movie theater, a particular brave soul didn’t back down

instead, he puffed up his chest and just smirked

“what’s with you, goth boy. her boyfriend or something?”

you’re slightly ticked off now, stepping forward and glaring at him

“he is, actually.”

the guy’s surprised, but laughs it off

“seriously? him? come on, i think i could be a better match for you.”

at this point you’re about the roast this guy to the ends of the earth when saeran places a hand on your shoulder and asks you to go buy the tickets for you two

you catch the expression on his face and know better than to stick around so you head to the ticket booth while whispering a silent prayer for the guy

and then saeran steps forward so that he’s nearly touching noses with the guy

proceeds to give him the most fear-inducing and heart-shriveling look

honestly, the guy was about to pee himself, but just barely held it together

“you have two choices. either leave right now and hope you never cross paths with us again, or i can ruin your life in every way imaginable.”

the guy knows saeran’s dead serious too, so he just books it out of there

and saeran simply walks back to the ticket booth where you’re waiting, takes your hand, and starts heading towards the theater room

you didn’t hear what he said, but you still loved watching it happen