#Who could say

[justalittlechocolatemilkshake]

[mooreaux]

More than what my father made me…

Winter Rose thoughts. The bhaalspawn who wished to be good.

[intothedysphoria]

The thing is Billy’s unpredictable.

He claims it’s just a symptom of his ADHD, he’s a naturally jittery guy.

Steve may not be going to Harvard anytime soon but he’s pretty sure ADHD isn’t the cause of what Steve means.

It’s like Steve never quite knows where they stand.

Some days Billy loves him to the stars and back again. Some days Billy doesn’t acknowledge him at all.

It’s not like they’re together. Like Billy’s his boyfriend or anything. And of course, Steve has a vague idea of the storm brewing behind closed doors. There’s not a person in Hawkins who doesn’t have their story about Neil Hargrove.

He knows all of that but facts can’t exactly ease heartache.

So Steve takes what he can get.

He takes to gripping to Billy in a feverish heat, passion and fear woven into kisses.

Like he’s scared Billy might slip away.

It’s still a shock on July 4th 1985 when he actually does.

Life feels like a haze after that. Robin offers him tips for grief, he starts talking to Carol in earnest again.

None of it fills the emptiness. Not really.

1986 dumps itself on Steve’s doorstep unceremoniously and with it, more demons, more heartbreak.

It’s his first time actually in the Upside Down and he’s already nearly been torn apart.

It’s horrible, stinks of rot.

Well, almost all of it.

A shadow lurks in the darkness.

About 5’10. Muscular. Carrying a machete.

It almost looks like

“BILLY?”

Those are the last words Steve manages to get out before arms wrap around him and pull him into the dark.

Ok, so Billy’s alive. Well, alive might be a stretch but he’s certainly not dead.

And the way he’s staring at Steve………it almost looks like love.

It’s probably not smart to bring maybe-a-zombie not-quite-a-boyfriend to the real world but Billy can’t exactly cause more mayhem then Dart did.

What’s the worst that could happen?

@shieldofiron @oopsiedaisiesbaby @robthegoodfellow @thatgirlwithasquid @harringroveobsessed I am apparently physically incapable of not writing more monster Billy whoops

[jmgangel]

The moral of lycoreco is that sometimes you’ve gotta let go of your doomed yaoi so your daughter’s fated yuri can thrive.

[professorfcknmoriarty]

Tabula Rasa

“I’m sorry, I’m doing this all wrong,” he says, his face scrunching up. He extends a hand to Evan through the window. “Hi, my name’s Jammer. I’m just passing through.” “Hi, Jammer-I’m-Just-Passing-Through,” Evan says, smirking. He wipes his palm on his jeans to dry it as much as possible before taking the hand, overly conscious of whether it’s clammy or not. “I’m Evan. Do you- did you have any pronouns I need to be aware of?” Jammer barks out a laugh and squeezes Evan’s hand, clasping it with his other for several incredible seconds. “You met K, then,” he says confidently. “Yeah,” Evan admits. “They, uh, they said your car broke down?

OR

Between his job at the local hardware store, chasing away geriatrics who want a bite out of him, and helping out his neighbours, Evan’s busy enough.

The last thing he needs is for three total strangers from the city to stumble into his otherwise quiet and boring life, drive a lightning rod into the core of his being, and forever change the nature of his small-town reality.

[rayllurn]

Yo I had this really bizarre dream last night that season 6 came out and they decided to make it live action for some reason and there was a whole plot line that took place in a Walmart.

[janedoe223]

I am a spider, limbs long and grotesque, too many for me to coordinate.

I build my own house, but it offers no protection, I still hear those vile words.

My eyes are too many, why can I see everything now?

My body pumps out venom, I bite and I bite.

I can’t be blamed for what I was born as,

Ashamed and violent.

[nohara-rin-dot-mp3]

nohara rin and hatake sakuno both suffer from fandom trying to find excuses for ther suicide. which is interesting because sakumo's suicide is played pretty straight in the naruto narrative, and rin's suicide is like fundamentally incompatible with naruto narrative's depiction of rin so it just doesn't look too hard at it. or her. weird that people diminsh both of their agencies in that regard tho.

[deltanakedsnake]

So sorry if this has been done already but wow

[vcrnons]

embarking on something

[the-abyssal-system]

Me: hmm why did we split an alter that’s anxious about a specific thing

Me like ten minutes later: ohhhhh, that’s why

[potential-fate]

“Yes, they’re quite well behaved, minus the occasional mishap,” Elaine said, “I make sure they get excellent grades as well.” 

Abe managed another quick look at his grandfather. He couldn’t quite get a read on the man. His mother seemed split on how to handle the social interaction at hand. Half the time, she seemed confident that she could sway the older man to her side, the other half she seemed as close to cracking as Abe was himself. He wasn’t sure what to make of that information. 

“Lucy is doing well in school too.” Abe couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at his mother at this. Luckily neither adult seemed to notice. Elaine only smiled at her own father, keeping his attention on her for the moment. Abe took a breath, getting his surprise back under control. He was absolutely sure his mother had no idea what his younger sister’s grades looked like, and he was certain Lucy wasn’t spending the evening in a library like his mother claimed she was. He waited for his mother to scrounge together a compliment for Nathan, but it never came. His mother instead chose to leave the table in silence. 

“Excellent. I’m sure she’ll make a fine addition to your businesses once she’s finished.” Abraham Helios gave his daughter a small smile, and Abe watched his mother’s shoulders lose a minute amount of tension. He turned to Abe and said, “As much as my grandson here.”

Abe met his grandfather’s gaze, knowing that was what would be expected. He tried not to shrink in his seat under the eyes on him. He gave a small nod and an even smaller nervous smile. He wondered what Callum would say if he’d seen the interaction. Not that Callum was invited tonight. Abe tried to bury the twinge of guilt he felt, remembering the face Callum had made when he’d mentioned this evening’s dinner plans. Callum wouldn’t ask him for invite; he wasn’t that naive. But Abe had eaten dinner with his family 5 times in as many months; and every time, he’d avoided bringing up the eventual plan of moving back to the city, like he’d promised Callum he would. As his mother and grandfather planned out even more of his future in front of him, Abe tried to pretend he’d even tried to bring it up once during any of those visits.

As if on cue, his grandfather looked back at him, and spoke once more, “I’m surprised.” 

Abe met his grandfather’s stare, but didn’t interrupt. “Handsome, responsible young man like you. At your age I was already set to be married to Diana. You don’t have a woman at home?”

[mango-nectars]

I will never get into a PhD program mostly because I don’t know what programs will accept my weirdo interdisciplinary sex research

[stobinesque]

but I'll ask for Wayfinder too just cause I love Lucas too much and you're doing such a great job with it I gotta have more! 🙏🫶

hmmm, i may have broken my own heart a bit with this one

Is he supposed to feel different? Lucas knows—from the little Max has told him—that Mrs. Mayfield spends most of her time these days drunk. To ‘help make the pain go away,’ Max said. But there’s still a large knot lodged firmly behind his breastbone, and nothing seems able to touch it. He’s clearheaded, still. Does it take more than one drink? Lucas has heard people describe the effect of alcohol as feeling “buzzed,” but after three years of near-death encounters he’s gotten pretty well-accustomed to heightened and altered states, and nothing he’s feeling right now compares to the rush of fear or adrenaline when facing down a monster, or being shoved up against the wall by a white boy charging at him in a blind rage. Lucas looks back into his cup. It’s empty.

[waterloggeddaughter]

Not really a kin list person but the fact that whenever I do think about one, these two men are at the top of the list.... Concerning.