I want to write a story based off of Nick Jonas’s song Jealous with Gunnar or Adley but tbh I can’t decide which one I want to write for so I’ll probably do a version of both of them since I can’t decide!!!
I really like the idea of Billy and Steve settling into a neighborhood populated mostly by older folks. Billy is the guy that gets called when simple home repairs like clogged drains and busted flower beds need tending to, and most of the time he doesn’t charge, but he winds up being paid anyway. Even if money has to get shoved at him.
Regardless of whether or not it’s realistic considering the time period, I love to think about how both boys are admired so much within their little community that they become the boys. Billy and Steve. Steve and Billy. A matching set. Never one without the other, and if there is just one for some odd reason, his presence is sorely missed.
If Billy’s outside mowing the lawn, Steve brings him iced tea, and it’s not unusual for the brunet to stand a little too close. To put his hand on Billy’s lower back and fix fond eyes on him.
Sometimes they go on walks in the evenings or in the early mornings, shoulders bumping together. Sometimes they hold hands, and it doesn’t stop Mr. Taylor on the corner from inviting them to a cookout that weekend. Sometimes Billy will kiss Steve goodbye on their porch before he heads to work and Mrs. Adley from across the street later tells them that they remind her of her and her late husband — something that Billy cries about after the fact because I just realized I’m gonna get to grow old with you, Stevie.
Whatever prejudices still exist at the time, probably in the mid to late nineties, they’re outliers to it. Of course, they still tend to keep it subtle when they’re in town.
Maybe when someone gets offended at the fact that Billy kisses Steve’s cheek, they have an angry elderly woman swatting the person away with her cane. Leave the boys be, is what she yells, and it warms Steve’s heart until she then promises to haunt the person when she dies.
Which, yeah. These folks have definitely been spending too much time around Billy.
This is Adley, he just aged up and got his makeover. He’s the kiddo of Otto and Oleander, I dug up the 4th picture from the depths of my phones deleted pictures of his dads.
I did a lot of work on him, like I always have to with newly aged up kids, but he already had the foundations of both his parents. He’s a lovely mix of them. I haven’t decided if he should have horns and a tail?
And, yes, I used this hair. I wasn’t sure, but it’s growing on me.
i’m going to an orioles game in a couple weeks and my jersey just came in!!! i’m so happy, i might cry 🥹 also, i’m dragging my friend who knows nothing about baseball to the game, where i’m cheering for the away team so that’ll be interesting…🥹🫠
(I feel like he doesn’t get recognized on this app so I’m posting this to show people how handsome and athletic this man is! He deserves so much love and attention on here!!)
🌟⭐❤️🤍The official Subtertale designs by Sandra 🌟⭐❤️🤍:
Hi everyone! We are Adley and Daniel and today: July 20, 2024 we have the honor of sharing something very incredible and special with you.
Our friend Sandra has hand-drawn the official and canon designs of all the Subtertale characters and in this post we will show you the designs.
🌟⭐🤎Here are the designs:
**Subtertale Asgore, Subtertale Toriel, Subtertale Alphys and Subtertale Undyne.
**Subtertale Frisk/Lyra, Subtertale Sans, and Subtertale Chara:
**Subtertale Papyrus, Subtertale Flowey, and Subtertale Asriel:
Subtertale Canon Line Asriel: Finally. I was so tired of being a flower. ¡Howdy! Chara, are you there? It's me, your special best friend...ASRIEL DREEMUR!!!.
🌟⭐🤎 Our take on Sandra's art and character designs:
These designs have been hand-drawn with dedication and talent by Sandra.
Her designs are not only visually stunning, but they also capture the essence of Subtertale and each character individually. The detail and love she has put into her work is evident.
And we just have one more thing left to say... thank you so much Sandra for making the designs.
Lastly, you can find more of Sandra's art and learn more about her on her Instagram:
// jan heller levi - waiting for this story to end before i begin another // disco elysium // the amazing devil - two minutes // simone de beavoir - diary of a philosophy student, 1928/9, volume 2 // stephen adley guirigis - the last days of judas iscariot // counting crows - anna begins // kriti g // @/monomoss // mitski - i bet on losing dogs // @/bpd-chimere // keane - leaving so soon // @/yousaveeveryonebutwhosavesyou // the amazing devil - two minutes //
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1. All my stories are about being left, all yours about leaving. So we should have known.
2. I like pain and burning light and wanting things from people who don't want to give them to me.
3. If I'm good will you come back / If I'm good will you come back / If I'm good will you come back
4. why can't you see me? why can't i stop needing you to see me?
5. Judas: Why... didn't you make me good enough... so that you could've loved me?
6. This isn't love / Cause if you don't wanna talk about it / It isn't love / And I guess I'm gonna have to live without / But I'm sure there's something in a shade of gray or something inbetween / And I can always change my name if that's what you mean
7. I hope one day we can forgive each other for not being what we wanted each other to be
8. being queer is so painful. why do we all fall in love with our best friends
9. I bet on losing dogs / I know they're losing and I pay for my place by the ring / Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down
10. Can't stop thinking about how it's so easy for them to not talk to me, yet I become physically ill at even the idea of not having them around
11. You're leaving so soon? / Never had a cance to bloom / But you were so quick to change your tune / Don't look back / If I'm a weight around your neck / Cause if you don't need me / Then I don't need you
12. I hate the fact that when people leave me they just move on and forget about me but I'm stuck here constantly thinking about them and I can't get over that they've left me
13. Give me two damn minutes and I'll be fine / These hands are growing cold / They're running out of things to hold / Give me two damn minutes and I'll be fine
“Ya know, I really think you should stay home.” You said as you watched him pace around your shared house for the next month, blowing his nose as he tried to be able to breathe. You had decided to come to Florida with him during ST, only for him to wind up sick.
“It’s spring training babe. I can’t.” He said before he let out a loud cough, “I need to be there- I really don’t have a choice. Catchers and pitchers are required to report today.”
“But they’ll understand if you’re sick Adley. You can’t risk getting others sick.”
“I’m going, babe.” He said as he walked over to give you a kiss.
“Nope.” You took a step back, holding your hand up, “You might get them sick, but you’re sure as hell not getting me sick.” You pointed out, “I’m disinfecting the hell out of this place once you leave.”
Adley rolled his eyes at you as he sarcastically blew you an air kiss before grabbing his bag to head to the ballpark.
“Love you!” He hollered from behind him before letting out a cough and a series of sneezes.
“Love you more sneezy.” You called back, him flipping you off as he shut the front door behind him.
“Yeah he’s getting sent home.” You muttered to yourself as you heard his car start up before you quickly grabbed the Lysol wipes, ready to wipe down every he had touched in the last 24 hours.
***
“My torso isn’t exactly a pillow you know.” Was the first thing that came out of your mouth the moment he got home and basically had you pinned to the couch, his arms tightly around your waist.
“I don’t care.” He murmured into your waist, “I don’t feel good and you’re comfortable.”
“I hate to say it-” you grinned down at him.
“Then don’t.” He lifted his head slightly, his eyes pleading as you laughed.
“-but I told you so.” You chuckled, “i told you they’d send you home. You’re not fit to play right now.”
“That’s what they said too.” He groaned into your hip bone as your hand tangled in his hair causing him to let out a content sigh.
“Just get some rest.” You said, “I’ll be here when you wake up.”