#anyway i saw this and had to put it on cow boy immediately bc that is my cow boy

[levinbolts]

hey i'm sorry my cow boy mooed at you, but if you don't respond he'll get sad.

[fekst-fucker]

mothman anon is back again lmao. Can i get some creeps of your choice with a s/o that owns a long furby? like a looooooooong long furby.

LONG FURBY!!!!! LONG FUCKING FURBY HELL YEAHHHHHHHHHH

Eyeless Jack

- He was skeptical at first. Like “what is this, a ferret? Why is it almost as tall as I am. Very impressive”

- But now he fucking loves this thing

- He doesn’t want to know what it is, don’t bother explaining it, all he knows is he finally understands why people like having snakes so much

- He’ll just wrap it around his neck and lay there with in on the bed, he doesn’t wear it around the mansion bc he’s afraid it’ll get ruined but it’s like a little neck pillow for him as he sleeps :,)

- You’ve walked into his room or your room several times to see him cuddling the furby and purring over it

- Fun fact! This six-foot-long furby made him find out that he kneads like a kitten! Because he woke up once n it was ripped

- Not in tatters but like pretty close

- He felt SOOO bad but with his basic surgery sewing skills he helped put it back together uwu

Bloody Painter

- Obviously obsessed with it. Furbys are already a little scary, in a cute way

- But an e l o n g a t e d one??? Perfect

- He immediately wants to make a matching one to hang up above his paintings or collages

- “Oh that’s perfect, I already have left over fabric so you can started with that- Helen, why are you holding a skinning knife”

- “....… craft fabric, of course. I was going to cut the craft fabric with the knife.” “Did you.… were you going to make a long furby out of real animal hide?” “No. Preposterous.” As he’s like kicking all his hunting gear back under his bed 😒

- You did make another one with but he insisted that it be cow print. You made him paint the cow print on the fabric because you were NOT about to have him slaughter a cow RIGHT outside the mansion

- He wears it like a boa around the mansion, everyone covets his gorgeous long cow snake furby thing and tbh he’s loving the attention

Ben

- “WOOOHAOOOAH!!! (Y/N) WHAT IS THAT THING! IS THAT A FUCKING LONG FURBY??? YEEEEEEAAAAAHA”

- He snatched it off the bed and just fucking ran around with it like he was 2 years old

- Anyway he has a matching long worm on a string that he made from a tik tok tutorial. He insists that they’re best friends

- He’s a 90s baby, of course he had a furby! It was neon green and a lil ugly but he loved it

- So man does this bring back memories

- It’s like his little arm chair if he plays video games

- He treats it like a real pet? Like when he’s talking to someone he’ll absentmindedly be stroking the fur, wiggling it around, asking it questions like “you hungry buddy? Nah I’m playing lmfao”

- He has never been more at peace than in the presence of you and your long furby ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

Clockwork

- I know this probably isn’t what you were expecting but she fucking hates it lmfaoooo

- She can’t look at it

- The first time she walked into your room she saw it, froze, and just.… looked at it for like a minute straight

- “Natalie? Nat, are you okay? What’s wrong?” “ᴵ ᶠᵘᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᶠᵘʳᵇʸˢ ʷʰʸ ᶦˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵒ ᶠᵘᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ˡᵒⁿᵍ”

- Nonetheless she appreciates your love for it and if you handcrafted him, which is the only way to obtain one of these bad bois, she will be very impressed

- She just won’t be around you if you have the furby out

- Okay, that’s a lie. She can’t resist cuddling with you, even if the furby is there. She’ll just be staring at it like this the whole fucking time 👁👄🕗

- One time you curled it on top of her while she was sleeping and waited for her to wake up. You forgot about it and left to do something else, but sure enough like half an hour later there was a bloodcurdling scream from your bedroom

- And when you got up there she was perched like up on your fucking dresser like a cat that was scared out of its damn mind

- “Oops, sorry Nat, I forgot I put that there.” “DID YOU WANT TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK! LOOK AT HOW SUSPICIOUS IT IS!! ITS BEADY EYES!” “His eyes are quiet big, Natalie.” “YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN”

[darling-i-read-it]

Sleep

Cliff Booth x reader

Word Count: 2.2 (OKAY WOW)

Warnings: insomnia, passing out, 

Author’s Note: Everything I write for Cliff (and brad at this point wow) makes me so damn happy and I just think they’re my best work so here’s this and I am REALLY hoping you like it as much as I do because CLIFF!

Requested: by anon, My goodness, you're killing me with all your writing! 😍 I have finally watched Once Upon a Time, and I have been hit HARD by Brad. What about a Cliff Booth x actress and insomniac reader? They know each other bc she works on a lot of the same shows and movies as Rick, and she's always with him during breaks or scenes without her. Her usual lack of sleep gives her more time to really learn her lines and character, and nobody but Cliff knows the real reason why she's such a great actress? (1/2)She only ever catches a wink of sleep when she's around Cliff, nodding off against him during lunch. He worries for her, but won't say anything in fear of losing these moments, until one day she faints on set? Tysm and ily 😭 (2/2)

Summary: the request!

Genre: FLUFFF

(not my gif) (again the banner was made by @mychemicalimagines​ :) )

   You sat beside Rick, brushing a piece of hair out of your eyes and then wiping the sleep out of your eyes.��

    “You ready Y/L/N?” one of the interviewers asked and you nodded, forcing a smile onto your face. You were dead tired but you knew that promo was easier than acting out the grueling scene you had to do later after lunch anyway so you forced yourself to enjoy this moment. 

    “Yeah I’m good. You ready Dalton?” you asked, hitting his arm. He gave you a genuine smile and shrugged. 

    “Ready as I’ll e-ever be.” 

     The interviewer began to roll the camera and you smiled at it as he introduced the two of you as thought the watchers didn’t already know who you were. 

    “This is Rick Dalton and Y/N Y/L/N, Hollywood stars who often share many projects together like the one they are both starring in now, Moonlight Kisses. What is it like working with someone you know so closely so often Rick?” the interviewer asked, a smile plastered on his face. You snorted at the insinuation that you and Rick were closer than friends. You did work on projects together often but that was because you shared taste in movies and in stunt doubles. You loved his, Cliff, and whenever you got the chance to work with him you would. The three of you had become quite close over time. 

    “Well, she’s a wonderful scene partner but I t-think she prefers scenes with my s-stuntman Cliff,” he joked and you smiled at his honesty. Cliff, who was a few feet off camera watching the two of you chuckled a little to himself. The interview made a big show of his laughter and you strained a tired smile. 

    “Is that true Y/N?” 

    “That I adore his stuntman? Hell yeah, Cliff gets me through the day but I would be lying if I said Rick wasn’t fun to work with too,” you said, smiling over at Rick and Cliff.  

    “And how do you get into character? With working with similar people and all?” the interviewer asked, addressing you. You laughed, thinking about the late sleepless nights you spent grueling over characters because you couldn’t sleep. You had bad insomnia and when you got the chance to invest more in a role you got it. Granted, the only person you had told that to was Cliff. 

    “You know, the regular stuff. Looking over the script with a fine tooth comb and talking with my boys,” you said, gesturing to Rick and Cliff. 

    The interview lasted a little longer and then you were both free to get ready for lunch and the scene after lunch. You tried to do a lot of your own stunts and you had to do some stuff with Cliff after lunch that you weren’t sure you could handle. You knew you were safe but still, you didn’t understand how your friend was so fearless. 

    You got off of the interview chair and was swarmed with hair people who wanted everything to be right after lunch. You however had already decided to make a beeline over for Cliff and he was waiting, holding your bag of lunch and his. 

    “Can we do this a little later? I gotta grab some stuff first,” you told your hair lady, Gina. She gave you a look but when she saw Cliff approaching you she backed off. Everyone knew Cliff and Y/N time was time to be uninterrupted. 

    “Come right after you finish eating.” 

    “I promise.”        

    She went away and you walked over to Cliff. You grabbed your bag out of his hand and he threw his arm around you, holding most of your weight. 

    “If I had a nickel every time you or Rick brought me up in an interview,” he muttered as you walked together to your trailer. You rolled your eyes and had a genuine smile grace your face.

    “We like you, what can I say.” 

    You forced the door open and Cliff sat down at your corner bed and you sat beside him. He wrapped his arm around you, turning on your radio and letting the lights music travel through the room. 

    You didn’t last long before your head was in his lap. You told him you had every intention of eating and being ready for the scene after lunch but he brushed your hair once and you were out. 

    Cliff didn’t tell you but he often worried about you. You only ever slept when he was around for whatever reason and he enjoyed having that honor but he wanted you to be healthy, especially with how hard your work was sometimes.    

    Your even breathing on his lap made him sigh and he brushed your hair back, making circles into your back. He thought about how often you did this at lunch, falling asleep on his shoulder if you were at lunch outside, cuddling into his side. It was the highlight of his day, those moments with you.

    But still, he wanted you to sleep at night not just whenever you got the chance on set. It was what made you such a great actress but he was confident you would still be great if you got a regular healthy sleep schedule. 

    It wasn’t 30 minutes later when there was a hard knock on the door that woke you up. Cliffs hawian shirt was over your body and as you sat up and walked over to the door you held it close to you, causing him to smile a little to himself. 

Gina came crashing in, swearing and swinging her hair dryer.    

“I told you to come when you finished lunch 15 minutes ago. Cliff you need to go get changed to,” she ordered and you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, nodding. Cliff stood up and you went to hand him his shirt but he shook his head.

“Keep it, I’ll grab it after the scene.” You nodded, smiling at him. He kissed your forehead and was gone, going to get changed. Gina sat you down on the hair and make-up chair and groaned, fluffing your tangley hair from sleep. 

“I don’t know why you don’t just sleep with that man,” she muttered, still obviously angry that you hadn’t gotten her for her to do your hair. You rolled your eyes. 

“Gina, he wouldn’t want to-”

“This is his shirt yes? And he just kissed you on the forehead yes? He brings you lunch everyday, lets you fall asleep on him when he has conversations, never spends a moment he has spare with anyone else, yes?” You purse your lips and shrugged. She started brushing out your hair.    

“I’ll have to live through this stunt if I wanna ever ask him out.” She let in a nervous breath. 

“Yes.” 

20 minutes later you were on set, getting ready to get in the car with Cliff. He was going to drive you around a hard chase scene course that you and Rick had filmed his parts earlier. It was easier for you to really grasp the scene if you were scared while doing it. You trusted Cliff though. 

You put your hands on the top of the car, looking at Cliff as he was about to get in. 

“Drive safe huh?” you teased. He rolled his eyes and tilted his head forward. 

“Yes ma’am.” 

You got into the car together and he started it up. In action he was driving forward. You got into character, grabbing the window and looking outside of it as a camera followed close to your face. 

“The damn cowb..” you felt your head get dizzy and tried to force yourself to finish the line. “Cow...cowboys..” 

Cliff barely caught you as you fell limp, half out of the car and half in it. He stopped the car quickly and unbuckled you, forcing you back in the car.

“Y/N? Hey babe, come on,” he muttered, his worry increasing with each passing moment. He moved your face around but you were out. 

Some people came in and then the doctors showed up, taking you to the on site infirmary. They gave you some fluids and placed you in the bed. Cliff and Rick were confined outside the room as the doctors did some tests, talking in the room, making both boys more worried then they ever had been. 

One of the doctors came out and both Rick and Cliff and the majority of the cast and crew grew attentive to it. 

“What’s wrong with her?” Cliff asked, voice laced with worry. The doctor sighed and looked back in the window at you in the bed, still out. 

“Fatigue is what we’re guessing. We’ll know more when she wakes up.” Cliff let out a sigh of relief that was immediately taken over with guilt that he had let you do the scene in the first place.

    “She has insomnia, she doesn’t get much sleep,” he explained to the doctor. 

    “You her husband?” Half the crowd snorted and Cliff was very aware of it but he ignored it. 

    “No, friend.” 

    “Ah well, if you could go through some things about her schedule with me it might help us treat her.” Cliff nodded and followed the doctor to your room. .

    You woke up slowly, eyelids heavy as you looked around the room. You saw Cliff standing there with Rick and the director. 

    “You should have said she wasn’t sleeping-” the director was saying and you tried to sit up a bit to understand what was going on. 

    “Cliff?” The boys looked over and Cliff rushed to your side, getting on his knees beside your bed. 

    “I’ll get the m-med,” Rick announced and was gone. 

    “You can’t be putting yourself in that danger without sleeping Y/N,” the director chastised and you squinted at him.

    “What happened?” 

    “You were hanging out the car and fuckin passed out,” Cliff grumbled. You raised an eyebrow and laughed a little. 

    “Damn. Did they get it on camera?” The director scoffed, annoyed. 

    “You need to sleep.”

    “I do sleep thanks. Can you give me a moment?” you asked him and he thought about it before leaving you and Cliff alone. You let out a sigh of relief. 

    “He is right. We gotta figure something out, you gotta get some more sleep in babe,” he told you. You nodded, grabbed his hand as you noticed how worried he was. 

    “I know. I’m sorry I scared you.” He shook his head but you raised your hand and brushed it through his hair, smiling. 

    “Why don’t you get some rest? Those tests can wait.” You nodded, yawning. You felt deadly tired and knew if you were going to bounce back you needed to be rested more than usual. 

    “Can you stay?” You swallowed. “I sleep best with you there,” you said shyly. He smiled and nodded. 

    “Scoot over.” You moved to the side and he got into bed beside you. You put your head on his chest and eased into his touch as he put his arm around your back and began rubbing your back softly. He placed a long kiss on your head and his lips rested there after, making you recall the conversation you had with Gina earlier.

    “Cliff?” 

    “Yeah?” 

    “I love you.” His breath hitched.

    “I love you too babe.” 

    You both smiled and you fell asleep peacefully then, having a better sleep than you had in years. 

Cliff : @satanslov3r

[shuwuwua]

farmboy!joshua

in which your first time in the rural countryside–crap internet, 20 minute drives to the nearest grocery store, random deer in the roads, and all–is not bad. not bad at all. (aka joshua and animals and being very soft) [fluff]

word count: 3k

disclaimer: not all rural areas are the same. you can get high speed internet. (just not in my personal experience lmao)

you were born, raised, and spent most of your livelihood in the same city

a proper skyscraper sort of city, not a “it’s bigger than a town so i guess we have to call it a city but the tallest building here is still only 4 stories high” city

your family wasn’t really one for vacations but this summer your parents decided to switch it up and spend a few weeks with your relatives who live in the countryside

and although you’ve been skeptical as to what’s possibly worth spending that long in the boonies, you figure it’s been a while since you saw those relatives and don’t say much against it

you’ve tried unsuccessfully for the past few days to avoid nature by browsing YouTube, but it’s proving difficult with your relatives’ lack of surfable internet

they finally suggest you go to the petting zoo

and you snort a little at first bc it’s not your ideal pastime but you suppose that’s what you gotta work with now in the boonies

so you drive to the nearby petting zoo. you exit your car.

and your hit with the Smell™ (of dried grass and poop, to clarify)

and you’re like. oh yeah. i’m definitely in the countryside.

you proceed.

as you walk up the path to the main buildings, you see some of the larger animals around you. horses. cows. the pigs are outside feeding at this hour. you’re kind of in awe because you’ve never seen a Live Cow and,,, they’re kinda cool how they’re so chill and they look sorta Smooth like they’d be really pettable and you wonder if you’d be able to milk one or smthn

but you’re getting a little ahead of yourself.

you open the barn door. and are immediately hit with more Smell™

you wonder if it’ll attach to your clothes. you figure you will deal with it later.

there is something else to deal with at the moment.

“wait, no–lucky! come back!” someone yelps as they rush around in front of you, chasing what seems to be a ball of fur that moves at the speed of light

or a puppy. same thing, really. 

that someone takes a giant leap of faith, only to just barely miss the pup and end up face first on the floor, which you can’t imagine being the most sanitary of surfaces

you look away in search of the flurry of fur. you can’t see it, but you can definitely hear it. unfortunately, it doesn’t sound like it has a collar, so you prepare yourself to scoop it up completely rather than grabbing its collar. as expected, it runs into your direction and you launch at it...

success!

lucky squirms in your grasp, barking and sniffing at your shirt. they must decide that you’re an agreeable human, because they start trying to lick your face

“wow, you caught him!” you look up at seemingly the body from earlier

and like,, not to exaggerate but is this what looking at an angel is like?

the boy you’re looking at looks back with such bright eyes and with a gaze full of affection, although after a second you realize the affection is probably for the dog. he has the best smile you’ve seen in a good while, because people you pass by in the city don’t smile that much. he just radiates Warm and Good and is probably great for business, because he’s just as cute as the puppy who is still going at your chin

“i… yeah, guess i did. uh, you kind of have straw all over you” is what you settle on saying to him, because out of all the things you noticed about him, your brain decides that the straw and dirt still sticking to his cheek and various parts of his shirt were the most acceptable features to point out. while they weren’t the more flattering options, they probably saved you from the complete AWKWARDNESS that would have come from mentioning his eyes or beaming smile or really anything else bc the straw and dirt were the only flaws.

“oh!” he exclaims, straightening up and brushing off his shirt

“… here too,” you say, grasping lucky in one arm as you move your other hand to your cheek

of course, he wipes at the wrong side.

“the other side”

“right. ok. am i good? sorry, that’s not a great first impression.” 

he still has a smear, but you decide it’s probably not going to budge and he’ll figure it out later. and he has no clue what a great first impression it was. clearly. “no, it’s fine.” 

he continues to smile at you and you’re still crouched, clutching lucky. lucky then decides to yelp because he’s tired of the severe lack of attention, which snaps you back to the situation. 

“oh, right.” you stand and give lucky back. 

“here he is!”

once lucky is back in the boy’s arms, he immediately starts to lick at his jaw. the boy sighs and pulls a treat out of the pocket of his apron, waving it around lucky’s face. “what are we going to do with you?” 

he turns back to you. “sorry about that, lucky is a very excited young pupper, as you just saw. the most problematic of all his siblings. anyway, i’m joshua! welcome to nabiya petting zoo. is it your first time here?”

you nod. “er. it’s actually my first time in this area, or in this part of the country, really. i’m from a pretty big city.”

“oh! well, a bigger welcome, then. i hope you enjoy your stay.” 

he rubs lucky between his ears. “isn’t it nice to get away from the busy urban life sometimes? i’ve always thought it’s really relaxing around here.”

“yeah, it seems… nice so far,” you say loosely, reflecting on how you haven’t really seen enough to come to that conclusion

he still has that warm smile. “i’m going to put lucky in his pen. hm… you’re the only one who’s come in so far today, so i could show you around if you want?”

“yeah, sure! i haven’t seen a lot of these before,” you reply, going down the list of animals at the side on the wall.

“ok, i’ll be right back!”

when he comes back y’all walk around n look at things and he asks you if you want to hold or feed some animals and you take everything pretty well, more than even you expect

you look at the normal domestic sort of animals like a litter of kittens, and the pen with lucky and his other pupper brothers and sisters

typical farm animals like pigs and sheep

sheep are not as fluffy as you imagine, they’re actually kind of gross looking if they haven’t had a bath recently

nonetheless you find them kind of cute, and you even pet one of the rams, aptly named… sam the ram

something tells you joshua was responsible for the name

you guys go out to the field and observe some turkeys strutting around

“huh so that’s the thing you see in clipart, the thing hanging off their faces”

“yeah it’s called a snood”

“LOL huH”

“only the dudes have snoods”

“um”

“during mating season, female turkeys pick male turkeys with longer snoods. you could say they’re in the snood for love.”

“please stop”

y’all spend a lot of time with the rabbits bc “bunnies are my favorite animal” says josh as he crouches next to a brown fluffball of a bunny, petting it

it’s just such a Good n Wholesome scene you can’t help but let slip “wow ur so cute”

he looks up, but his expression says he is otherwise unbothered

“sorry, what’d you say?”

“i SA ID the buNNY is sO cuTE” panics

“oh” joshua says. “alright” he turns back to the bunny, a tiny smile on his face

before you know it, 4 hours have passed and your stomach is letting you know dinnertime is approaching, so you bid josh farewell and wonder if you’ll ever see him again because that was a hecking nice 4 hours

you find yourself coming back again two days later lmao

today, joshua is putting out slop for the pigs. he grins at you. 

“hey again. what brings you back so soon?”

you find some excuse like “ykno i just bonded with sam the ram so well i had to come back, we’re bros now” and josh just laughs softly at you

“ok. you wanna look at some horses today?”

“whoa. o-okay.”

when he brings them out ngl you’re kinda intimidated bc like,, they’re some toL bois.

one time you saw a pony at the state fair but that was smol n cute and walked at a pace of 3 miles an hour

but these horses?? threatening. now you understand where the horse in horsepower comes from

“hey, don’t look so scared. they’re harmless!” the black stallion chooses that moment to snort and buck a little. 

you gulp.

“no, really.” he pets the stallion. “snuffles has never hurt anyone.”

you blink

“,,, snuffles ??”

joshua gives you a hard stare. “7 year old me thought that was an appropriate name and today years old me still thinks it’s fine”

you raise your hands to say “ok man ur turf ur way”

joshua clears his throat dramatically and turns back to ,, snuffles. “so aNyway, i brought snuffles out because i think he’s the best for a beginner to ride, and i’m assuming you’ve never ridden a horse before.”

“yeah i haven’t… wait did you say we’re gonna riDE them??”

“yeah, we don’t usually let people do that but i feel like you need the whole farm experience so you can go home and tell your friends the country isn’t just yeehaw and old town”

“but like… isn’t this just proving the point of old town? you literally have the horses in the back.”

“however, my hat is not matte black. i don’t even have a cowboy hat. or Wrangler. or anything else the song mentions. just the horses.”

“ok joshua if it makes u happy i will take snuffles to the old town road”

he gives u a big :D

he instructs you on how to mount the horse and stands behind you in case you start falling but thankfully you don’t so we don’t have to go over any kind of cliche

~ gripping of the waist for balance ~

or

~ catching you in his arms ~

scenes

: ))

“hey, good job! give snuffles some pats or something.” you reach a hand out to stroke the side of snuffles’s face. he whinnies a bit. Well frick, you think, that was kind of cute.

joshua decides he’ll walk some laps around with you before letting you actually ride snuffles by yourself. after you seem to be comfortable, you guys walk/trot around some and that’s how the rest of that afternoon goes :)

picture this with me

the sun is low in the sky

and y’all and your horses are just looking out over the hill

skin lookin immaculate bc it’s the golden hour

a massive grin you don’t even realize you have on your face.

and then you gotta go home, as your stomach reminds you again.

over your stay at your relatives’ place, you visit the petting zoo more times

you and josh become pretty comfortable with each other

he always has a lot of time to spend with you bc people don’t come that much this early in the summer, and in general they don’t get a huge amount of traffic but that’s okay financially bc the petting zoo is just a side thing, it’s mainly his family’s farm

and so you learn more things about him and his family from your times together, you guys sometimes sit around with some lemonade and hold some bunnies. lucky has also taken a liking to you, so you hold him a lot.

joshua tells you about his parents having always wanted to live peaceful and healthy lives, eating their own produce, moved to the area before he was born and it just expanded into the farm.

so although no one lives on the farm, they live pretty close by and he spent most of his childhood around all the animals.

you wonder if he was born with the soft, patient, and gentle nature needed to care for all the animals or if the animals shaped him to be that way.

but on top of that, he really loves spending time with them. even though he’s there basically every day, he never seems tired of his job.

“but what about you though? i’ve never really been that far from here, so i wonder what a big city is like.”

you trade your chaotic urban stories for his peaceful rural ones, and he trades his farm accident horrors for your memories of solidarity in the city.

you tell him about all the great food, countless different flavors of restaurants and a bubble tea chain every few blocks

you tell him about the convenience, the variety of transportation and the proximity of things, like basic groceries

the crowded sidewalks, the crowded metro, the crowded shops

the neon signs that light up the night, the period of quiet and calm somewhere around 3 in the morning, when you can open the window and hear the city nightlife in its most muted yet most raw state.

not only has time in the countryside made you appreciate it more, but also your home life more.

while you’re still wrapped in your memories, joshua smiles softly at you from the side. lemonade long forgotten, ice long melted. “that sounds really nice. your stories make me want to visit you in your hometown some time.”

huh. he could’ve just said visit the city, but he said visit you in your hometown. joshua has such a way with making the conversation personal.

you process what he said again and think about what it’d be like if he came. you could take him to all those places you raved about… it’d be like…

,,, a bunch of dates really. your brain frazzles a bit at the thought.

“… yeah! … that’d be pretty cool.”

and that’s how your afternoons pass these days. lemonade at the side, bunnies in hand, breeze passing through hair.

eventually josh asks you if you want to hang out like… nOT at the petting zoo

and you’re like whoa ok what’s your idea

and he’s like “can you meet me at watchtower hill tomorrow at 8pm?” 

he thinks about what he just said and quickly follows with “i know that’s kind of a really late time, but i promise i have no nefarious intent! oh, shoot that makes it seem like i do. i really don’t i promise! i just wanted to show you what the sunset and night sky are like in the countryside. oh, i just spoiled it…” he flashes you an awkward smile and some finger guns. “yep, that’s what we’re doing! no nefarious activities.”

you grin at him. “calm down dude, i didn’t think like that in the first place. i’m usually out even later at home anyway.”

he rubs the back of his head and laughs it off with you.

you do meet the next day at 8pm. he brings some midnight snacks that his mom made. except they’re not really midnight snacks, because you’re not trying to stay out there until midnight (spoiler: you do, because y’all yak a lot)

you guys sit on your jackets, watching the sunset. it’s the kind of temperature that’s says it was mad hot during the day, but now that the sun is going down, it’s cooled into a pleasant room temperature with an occasional warm breeze. 

for once you all don’t say much, because it’s nice to just share the moment. 

you reflect on how you’ve come to experience the area recently. most of it was the petting zoo, but sometimes you’d take up some of joshua’s suggestions about the area and report back to him how the experience was later on. 

looking out at the sun that bleeds out into the blueish black night, you think that it’s been a pretty good time here, and maybe it does have an edge on city life.

as the last of warm colors finally seep out of the sky, the moon takes over the night and the stars become more apparent than you’ve ever seen before.

seriously, it’s a scene out of a movie. you know, the wide screen shot of the protagonists staring at the sky, mystified. the panorama over the constellations that twinkle down at you, a little gift from the galaxy.

“i’ve never seen the sky like this. all the twinkling lights in the city come from the streets, and the buildings. which are pretty in their own way, i think. but Mother Nature… is really something else,” you say.

“yeah,” he says, looking at you as you’re still in awe at the sky. “something else.”

a few more moments pass, but it’s a timeless night as the sky is frozen in space.

joshua lays back on his jacket.

“hey,, maybe this is sort of crazy but.”

you turn to him, raising a brow.

“it’s been really, uh.. it’s been. really awesome getting to know you. i’ve just kind of… seen the same sorts of things all my life. the same sorts of people. i mean! of course, everyone is unique in their own way but! you know.” he takes a glance at you. “rural folks, urban folks. there’s a difference. so I’ve really enjoyed talking with you. uh, i mean i enjoy talking to you regardless of if you’re from the city or not!”

he puts a palm to his face and sighs. from behind his hand, he says, “i just like you.”

“i like you too, joshua! you’re a really great guy.”

“no, not like that. i mean. i like you.” he finally removes his hand.

you blink a little. and finally burst into a grin. “yeah. i like you too. you’re a really great guy.”

it’s his turn to blink

you lie back as well. he slowly starts to smile next to you

the stars above shine on.

yeah. this is a life you could get used to, too.

a/n: i stole the snood puns from a website i was reading sry website. hope you guys enjoyed and i had a lot of fun writing joshua this way (he’s all squishy, not exactly canon i would say lol)

[hawkinspostbite]

𝐵𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐵𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓎’𝓈 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒮𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇

So please tell me how often we see PLATONIC Billy Hargrove things? Not very often :) so here you go !!!

PS: Billy Hargrove is a SHIT person and I’m not gonna ignore that, but sometimes there’s parts of people we don’t see. So I didn’t erase his shitty parts, I just added some better ones. :)

MASTERLIST

A/N: I do not claim to, nor do I own Stranger Things; the concept, characters, plot, etc.

- ok let me just start off by saying you two would FUCK SHIT UPPPP at Hawkins

- Anyway let’s start from the beginning Billy was born before you so he had a whole year to himself to soak up being an only child but when you came along he HATED you

- So about the first three years of your life he hated you

- Until you started to actually walk and talk and then you two were inseparable

- When you guys were in middle school he gained his rep as the resident badass and you were right there beside him

- “Oh there go the Hargrove kids” literally Raising HELL in Cali

- It was around that same time when things started to fall apart with your parents

- Your dad never really came after you but you didn’t know it was because Billy would purposely take the fall for you

- You stayed out too late at a party? Billy said it was his fault

- You snuck out to fool around with a boy? Billy took the blame

- In high school you became a little more tame, ya know actually caring about school and stuff

- But ofc you still went wild on weekends

- Finally your parents split for good and within like six months you had a new stepmom and stepsister

- And tbh you didn’t hate having Maxine around (although you could do without her mom)

- But just like Billy you still acted like a little shit to her, but you’d never scream and belittle her just like agitating and being rude sometimes

- You threw a royal temper tantrum when your dad announced you were moving to Indiana

- “What do they even have there? COWS?”

- That was the first time your father ever scared you

- Conveniently Billy was out and it just got bad, you were screaming and Neil was screaming and the second his hand came down onto your face you immediately shut up

- You didn’t speak to your father for days

- When you finally moved to Hawkins you didn’t hate it

- Sure you missed it being warm and sunny, and your first worry was losing your tan you worked so hard for

- You tried your hardest to make Hawkins seem like home, which meant spending as little time at home as possible

- Somehow within like the first week you two had already had reputations

- You didn’t have your own car so you were always riding with Billy and taking max places didn’t bother you

- You went to parties pretty much every weekend, and you made your way around with boys (just like your big bro)

- And you two were soon raising hell in Hawkins

- Now it comes to the Halloween party

- You and Billy had always been competitive which means that ofc you had to challenge him on the keg that night

- You did not beat him but you sure did try

- You got worried when him and his friends went up to Steve and Nancy because you didn’t care that your brother was a complete drunken mess as long as he didn’t kill anybody in the process

- So you were quick to break that up

- And so began your frenemy-ship (?) with Nancy

- You didn’t hate her but you also didn’t like her so

- After a month or so you’d become used to Hawkins, it was nothing like Cali but you managed

- But you hadn’t really noticed that Billy had become progressively worse than normal until that one day he grabbed max

- And so you two had your first real real fight in sixteen years

- “Billy what the hell is wrong with you? Neil will literally kill you if he finds out you touched max? Do you even have a brain? Or has it completely left your head since we got here?”

- “Ah What the hell do you care? All you’ve been focused on is school and whatever dick you’ve been sucking”

- Then you two started screaming at each other just delivering low blow after low blow and then you just couldn’t take it anymore

- So you got out of the car, and just walked home

- You didn’t speak to Billy for days

- Then there was that day you saw max sneaking out and usually you would’ve snitched to Billy but instead you jumped out your window “Hey! Wherever you’re going I’m coming too” Lucas’ jaw dropped bc he didn’t put two and two together (he always thought you were Billy gf, gross)

- So you followed them to the junkyard where you met Steve once again and a cool kid named Dustin

- And somehow you ended up barricading yourself inside a bus and you received the entire story of like the whole past year with the upside down and eleven and the demogorgon within two minutes

- So then you heard really loud roars and gurgling sounds and Steve decided to outside of the bus which was dumb but what was even dumber was the fact that you followed him

- You went HAM on those demo-dogs and saved Steve’s life like 15 times

- After that was over you went to the byers’ house where you met mike (who was pretty cool), will (although he was possessed...), Joyce who was lovely, Jonathan didn’t talk much, Hopper was awesome, and Nancy was there, and then el who was pretty badass for a kid

- Then it came to the infamous fight

- You heard the camaro from like a mile away and instantly went into fight mode

- “Stay away from the window guys” you stood right inside the door, watching through the little peephole as Steve was pushed to the ground. great

- Billy burst through the door “shit y/n I didn’t expect you to be here, with Harrington” he was actually surprised

- You put your hand on his chest as his eyes locked on max and the other kids “ok Billy I know you’re pissed but let’s not get out of hand here” and he shoved you out of the way and you were in shock

- Billy had never, N E V E R laid a hand on you and you were not having that so you stood up and while he was on the ground from Lucas you pushed the kids behind you and just cracked him right on the face

- “You PROMISED me that you would never turn into dad! You fucking pushed me Billy! Who the hell are you? Where is my brother ?!”

- But he just glared at you with pure evil in his eyes and shoved you out of the way, you stumbled, which led you to fall, smacking your head against the counter on the way down and then you were out cold

- When you woke up you had no clue where you were

- Turns out you were in Billy’s car, sitting practically on top of mike

- Steve was freaking the hell out and Dustin was yelling at him, Lucas was yelling at max who was driving ?! Holy shit

- “Somebody please tell me what the H E LLLLLL is going on?!” You screamed but before you could get an answer the car stopped

- at the tunnels max quickly explained how she stabbed Billy with a needle and while he was your brother you were never prouder of Max than that moment

- And you guys torched the tunnels, and el closed the gate and Will became un-infected

- You and max and Billy never mentioned that night

- After that tho you became so close with max it was awesome and you spent a lot of time with the other kids too it was pretty fun

- You didn’t make the first move to make up with Billy surprisingly it was him

- He came into your room one day when you were doing some work “what do you want?”

- “I wanna apologize. For pushing you around that night. I didn’t mean to break that promise but I was just so pissed and you know dad and-“

- “Ya know what bill it’s fine. Just don’t worry about it. “

- He didn’t believe you at first but then you didn’t say anything and he knew that you really meant it

- So it was basically back to normal after that

- You and Billy got messed up at parties on weekends, didn’t take any shit from anyone, and during the week you went to school and hung out with max and her friends

- For the first time in your life you were actually happy

BONUS

- Sitting in one of your rooms and sharing a blunt (shhhh we all know Billy blazed it on the reg)

- Laying on the floor of your room and just listening to music together

- Party pregames we’re always lit

- “Two shots for me, two shots for you”

- “Ok bill you’re not driving then we’ll have to walk”

- “I’m not fucking walking to a party y/n so let’s just hope we don’t die”

- if there wasn’t a party you two would go get ice cream and drive to a random spot and just sit quietly

- You’d always patch him up after fights with your dad

- Helping each other sneak out

- Rolling up to parties together

- Billy can be the best brother or the worst it’s really your choice