#jbbingo2023

[vidra-comprehends]

July Break Bingo: Feelings Realization

Fandom: The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity and Mortality

Characters: Audio Tour Guide/Mistholme and The Beast

Prompt by @julybreakbingo

"Wait, if the stars here are beetles, what's the sun?"

"Different kind of beetle."

"Great. That's just...that's great."

Last but not least, a tiny boy! I will make it into a bookmark :)

[julybreakbingo]

We’re still taking requests to join this year’s July Break Bingo!

Posting starts in July, but don’t wait until then to get your card.

This bingo is highly customizable, with an in-depth form (only if you want it to be) and over 2,500 possible prompts, spanning all fandoms and mediums, and loose rules to make it easier to enjoy.

We have three different kinds of bingo cards you can request and you can request (at least) one of each:

a 5x5 card (with 5 alternates)

a 3x3 card

a flash bingo card that only has 5 squares

Each prompt is completely open to interpretation and if you get a card you’re not happy with, we’re allowing one re-roll per person, per card.

Sign up is over here.

You can opt out of Romance, Whump, NSFW and various other options (including the FREE spot in the middle, if you just want all of them to be prompts), giving you a lot more control over what kind of card you can get.

Sign ups will remain open until July 13th and cards will be sent out in order of requests received.

If you have any further questions not mentioned in the FAQ or on the rule page, please feel free to send an ask here or on the Discord.

[likeapaperplane]

Second sketch for @julybreakbingo (Coloured pencils and gel pens)

BBC Merlin!Arthur's crown

Idea behind the drawing: The crown, linked to tradition, is also a symbol of ascending to power. Though Arthur did lose his crown and his kingship when dying.

[evenfallwriter]

all my agony fades away (when you hold me in your embrace) - CH 1

Dazai calls Chuuya drunk from a bar on a stormy night at 3 am, and things just escalate from there on.

(this fic was slightly inspired by @caelanglang's drunk fem SKK drawings!)

WORD COUNT; 2,237 words

RATING; Teen (SFW)

CHAPTER; 1/3

WARNINGS; Attempted Rape, Depressed Character, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Heavy Drinking, Murder

FANDOM: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs

RELATIONSHIPS/PAIRINGS; Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs)

CHARACTERS; Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Armed Detective Agency Ensemble (Bungou Stray Dogs)

ADDITIONAL TAGS; Drunken Shenanigans, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Murder, Protective Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Female Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Female Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Female Dazai Osamu & Female Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Heavy Drinking, Dazai Osamu Needs a Hug (Bungou Stray Dogs), Soft Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), July Break Bingo, July Break Bingo 2023, Bad Things Happen Bingo, Hurt/Comfort, Any Fandom Goes Bingo, Any Fandom Angst Bingo, Any Fandom Dark Bingo, Genderbending, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, (OH AND THE NON-CON IS NOT BETWEEN DAZAI AND CHUUYA!)

JULY BREAK FLASH BINGO PROMPTS || @julybreakbingo

- “I think I’m losing my mind.”

JULY BREAK MINI BINGO PROMPTS || @julybreakbingo

- Bar or Restaurant

BAD THINGS HAPPEN BINGO PROMPTS || @badthingshappenbingo

- Attempted Rape

ANY FANDOM ANGST BINGO PROMPTS || @anyfandomangstbingo

- Homicidal Tendencies (by Chuuya)

ANY FANDOM DARK BINGO PROMPTS || @anyfandomdarkbingo

- Blue on Black by Kenny Wayne Shepherd

LGBTQ BINGO || @lgbtqbingo

- Height Difference

[pterawaters]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington Characters: Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington, Will Byers, Lonnie Byers Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Fake/Pretend Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Kissing, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Alcohol, Thanksgiving Summary:

When Lonnie leverages Will's tuition to make sure Jonathan and Will come to Thanksgiving Dinner, Jonathan decides he's going to make the event as uncomfortable for Lonnie as it will be for him and his brother. And luckily, Jonathan knows just the coworker for the job.

I wrote this for Day 3 of @stonathanweek​: “Fake Dating”

This also fills my @julybreakbingo​ squares: “No pressure or anything” and “Drunken Confessions”

Mini BINGO!! (under the read more)

[tellmewhatyouc]

Fandom: Generation Loss Characters: Ranboo & Hetch Rating: M Words: 3.4k written for another @julybreakbingo prompt, location: workshop AO3 link

“Look. Once we shut this facility down, then we can get that thing off you.”

In which Hetch follows through.

my road to bingo was interrupted but maybe i can still pull something off in the next few days

[godestof3worlds]

I'm baaaaaack!

So I have recently joined the One Chicago fandom, specifically Chicago Fire. My favorite character is Matt Casey and my favorite pairing was Dawsey but the way she left him left me a certain way. And then when he started having feelings for Brett and I saw people bash him because he "moved on too fast" or "he loved Brett more since he did more crazy things for Brett"... It kind of made me a bit peeved. So essentially, this short shows my anger towards Dawson for using him and leaving him in the dust because of a disagreement, and for people saying how he risked his life more for Brett than Dawson and moved too quickly. Thank you, enjoy, and make sure to leave a comment with a thumbs up!

This is also for some bingos/events below the cut:

Title - Dawsey Grenade

Prompts - @julybreakbingo (Established Relationship) / @multifandom-lover (Card 1071 - FREE SPACE) / @taylorswiftbingo (Our Song) @warmandfluffybingocards (Saves From Stressful Situation) / @fluffuly2023 (Alt. Prompt - Bittersweet)

Warnings - N/A

Fandom - Chicago Fire

Relationships - Dawsey (Matthew Casey/Gabriela Dawson)

[faithfulcat111]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington Characters: Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Background & Cameo Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Historical, this ended up far more historical than fantasy but this universe will be back with more eventually, Alternate Universe - Medieval, Knight Steve Harrington, Castle life, Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff without Plot, Snippets, Established Relationship, Historical Accuracy, Historical Inaccuracy, it has layers, I did too much research on proper titles and wardrobes, and threw everything about men being heirs before women out the window Summary:

Once upon a time at a place called Mapleswood Castle, a knight and a kitchen cook fell in love...

Written for Stonathan Week Day 4: Fantasy AU

Fulfills a square on my July Break Bingo: wince

[mirasmirages]

Flowers

For the July Break Bingo squares "Hanahaki" and "I don't want things to change"

Ao3

Warnings: child whump, mentions of past child abuse (non-graphic), thoughts of suicide

When the girl was sold, it didn't make her sad. She was used to it by now. 

She went home with the lady, who gave her to a man, and then the man gave her to an old woman, and then she was given back to the man. An endless row of faces just like always. She didn't care. 

The man gave her a name. She was used to that too. Every new place came with a new name and new rules and new people to hide from. Her name now was Valerie, which the man had said had been his mom's name. He had asked her if she liked it, and the girl had told him yes. 

The man made her sleep in a big room, in a bed that was as soft as anything she had ever felt. There were blankets and books and a teddy bear that was bigger than she was and the man said she was allowed to touch all of it. The girl didn't touch anything unless she had to, and at night she lay as still at possible, wide awake and alert, waiting for something to happen. 

The man's name was Henry. Mr. Henry went to work every day, and when he did, he left the girl with the old woman, who was named Maria. Ms. Maria made her eat a lot and asked her to draw things for her. The girl was careful not to let her guard down, and only ate exactly what she was told and drew exactly what she was told. 

*

In the room the girl slept in was a big closet. It was supposed to be for clothes, but there was plenty of room for the girl to hide in there, which she did at night sometimes. It was safer there, rather than in the big open room. When she hid, no one could find her, and that was almost as good as if she could be invisible. 

The girl would have liked to be invisible. If she was invisible, no one would be able to tell if she was doing something wrong, and maybe they would forget she was there completely. And if they forgot about her, then they wouldn't want to hit her or kick her or put out cigarettes on her skin or all the other things adults liked to do. Mr. Henry and Ms. Maria hadn't done that to her yet, but the girl knew it was only a matter of time. 

*

The first time the girl made Mr. Henry angry was because she was hiding. She was in the closet curled up in a tight tiny small ball and Mr. Henry couldn't find her in her bed or under her bed or behind the curtains or anywhere, and she knew when he opened the closet door that this was when he would hurt her. He grabbed her arm painfully and dragged her out to stand in front of him. The girl screwed her eyes shut and held her her breath and waited for what he was going to do. Mr. Henry put his arms around her and held her to him really tight, and it kind of hurt, but not the way she was used to. The whole rest of the day, she kept expecting him to punish her, but he didn't. 

*

The second time she made Mr. Henry angry was when she played with one of his guns. She had found it under the couch one time when she was hiding, and had taken it out with her when she was done. She had seen many guns in her lives, but she had touched very few. This one was heavy and black and there was a little piece on the top that moved when the pushed on it. When Mr. Henry saw her, he yelled at her to give him the gun and to go to her room, and she ran as fast as she could to hide in the closet again. She could hear voices in the living room, but she didn't listen to the words, only to the footsteps so she knew when they were coming for her. This time, Mr. Henry looked in the closet right away and didn't yell at her at all. He just stood there, until she dared look up at him and found him looking back. 

They looked at each other for a long time, and the girl didn't look away even though her body was so tense with fear that it could have killed her. 

And then Mr. Henry asked, "Do you want to learn how to shoot?" 

*

He took her to a shooting range, where she wore plastic glasses and ear protection and learned how to hold the gun in a safe way. Mr. Henry got her a small gun that wasn't too big and heavy, and then he told her that from now on, they would lock their guns in a safe instead of leaving them around the apartment when they weren't using them. 

*

Mr. Henry taught her to fight, too, with a punching bag in the gym, and Valerie got used to hearing her new name. So many people were using it for her now. It was Mr. Henry and Ms. Maria, but also Mr. Richard who was Ms. Maria's husband, and then Ms. Maya who was the lady who had bought Valerie and given her to Mr. Henry, and Mr. Aaron who was Ms. Maya's husband, and Gavin and Leo who were Ms. Maya and Mr. Aaron's children. So many people, and they all spoke to her and used her name and none of them yelled or hurt her. 

*

The girl knew it wouldn't last. She had been sold many times, and she knew better than to think anyone would keep her. She reminded herself of that, over and over, even as the room she slept in seemed less dangerous with each passing night, until one night she fell asleep in the bed. 

She woke herself screaming, and then Mr. Henry was rushing into her room with a gun in his hand. He looked wildly around the room. 

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking wildly around the room. "What happened?"

Valerie didn't know how to answer. She had never woken up like that before. There was almost nothing that could make her scream. 

Mr. Henry lowered his gun and came to sit at the edge of the bed. "Did you have a nightmare?"

He hugged her, and she was shaking crying, and she couldn't stop. But Mr. Henry didn't get mad or strangle her to make her quiet, he just held her until he was gone in the morning. 

*

She woke up with a sore throat. It felt like something was stuck there, and it didn't help no matter how much she coughed. Ms. Maria asked if she had a cold and touched her forehead, and said she wasn't hot, so Valerie supposed that meant she was cold. Ms. Maria told her to lay on the couch and drink tea until Mr. Henry came back home. 

*

The pain didn't go away. Valerie was coughing all the time, and one time, it was so bad she thought she was going to throw up. She covered her mouth with her hands like the grown-ups told her, and when she looked, there was a small, white petal there, stained with red. 

She held the petal in her hand and felt her stomach sink with nausea. She knew what this meant. She had seen people with the flower sickness before. They coughed and coughed and then they died. Sometimes it took a long time, the flowers slowly growing bigger until the person choked on them, and sometimes it didn't happen like that. 

The girl could still remember the blood spreading across the floor after the woman was caught hiding her illness. 

Valerie knew what this meant. It mean she was no longer worth keeping. 

No one was in the room with her, so they didn't know she was sick. They didn't know she was sick yet. As soon as they knew, they would get rid of her, so Valerie put the petal in her mouth and swallowed, even though it hurt, so no one would find it. If she could hide it, she could stay a bit longer. She would hide that she was sick until she died, she decided. Then she wouldn't have to be sold again. 

*

She wondered what it would be like to die. Would it be like sleeping? Or would she be awake, like when she was drugged, unable to move or speak or anything? Or maybe she would turn into a ghost, and could stay here forever, invisible. That didn't sound so bad. She would be a ghost and hide in the wardrobe and no one would even know she was there. 

*

When she hadn't stopped coughing for over a week, Mr. Henry wanted to take her to the doctor. He even tried to grab her arm and force her, but Valerie screamed and kicked and twisted until he lost his grip, and then she ran into the bathroom and locked the door until he promised they could wait a few days. 

Valerie had coughed up a whole little rosebud that morning. She didn't know exactly how long it would take for her to die, but hopefully it would be less than a few days. Less than it would take for Mr. Henry to take her to the doctor. 

But Mr. Henry didn't wait like he had promised. The next morning, instead of bringing Valerie to the doctor, he brought the doctor home. 

Valerie tried to hide under the bed, but Mr. Henry pulled her out and held her still and forced her to open her mouth so the doctor could look. Valerie screamed and struggled with everything she had. It had been a long time since she had been held like this, all hard and painful and scary. She was helpless, and Mr. Henry and the doctor were just like any other adult who could do anything they wanted to her. 

"I'm done," the doctor said, and Mr. Henry loosened his grip. 

Valerie twisted away and looked for anywhere she could hide. Under the bed didn't work, and the closet was too close, and she was too big to hide under the carpet even though that's where she most wanted to go, so she went to the furthest window and wrapped the curtains around herself until she was completely gone. 

The adults were talking, but Valerie closed her eyes and covered her ears and pretended no one else was there. Pretended nothing had happened. That no one knew that she was sick, and that she wouldn't be sent away. 

She didn't know how long it had been when Mr. Henry rustled the curtain. 

"I'm sorry I tricked you," he said. "Can you come out?"

Valerie didn't want to, but then Mr. Henry said "Please," and started untangling the curtain, and she didn't fight. 

When she was free from the curtain, Mr. Henry sat on the floor in front of her and didn't say anything for a long time. Valerie could feel the itch in her throat that meant another flower was coming, but she pushed it down. She didn't want to be the first to break the silence, and especially not like that. 

"Did you know I used to have a boyfriend?" Mr. Henry finally said when he spoke. Valerie hadn't known that, but she didn't move. "It's a really long time ago, and I liked him a lot. But there were some people who didn't like that I was dating him, so I broke it off, and told him I hated him. I thought I was protecting him. And after that, I started having this weird pain in my throat." 

He reached out to take Valerie's hand, but she flinched away just enough that he gave up. 

"It didn't happen so quickly for me, but after a while I started coughing, too, just like you. I pretended nothing was wrong. I started dating a woman and got engaged, and I was miserable. I was lying about what I was feeling, and those lies made it possible for the flowers to grow inside me, and they would have killed me if I had kept going." 

This time when he reached out, she didn't flinch, and he tucked a piece of her hair gently behind her ear. 

"There are some secrets that are dangerous to keep," he said. "They take hold and grow until they destroy us. And I don't want you to be destroyed, Val, so please. I don't know what's bothering you so much, but you have to tell someone."

The itch in her throat was growing into pain, and she held her breath. 

"It doesn't have to be me. Whoever you want, just tell me and I'll get you to them. But you have to talk to someone."

She couldn't hold it in anymore. The flower was pushing up her throat, and she covered her mouth and coughed loudly, painfully, over and over, until she felt dizzy. She had tears in her eyes when she pulled her hands away to reveal the head of a white rose. 

Now he knew. He had known already, because of the doctor, but now he really knew. He knew that she wasn't worth keeping and now he would send her away. 

Mr. Henry took her hands in his. Her hands were so much smaller than his. The flower didn't even look that big compared to his hands. 

"Please, Val," he said, and his voice sounded strange. "Just tell me. Whatever it is, it's okay. Just tell me, and you'll feel better, and we'll figure it out." 

Valerie had never seen anyone get better from the flower sickness. Mr. Henry said he had, but ... Valerie hadn't really understood his story, and she didn't really want to get better, anyway. Getting better meant that she wouldn't die before she was sent away. And she was so, so scared of that. 

She blinked, and a tear fell down her cheek. Mr. Henry wiped it away with his thumb. 

"Is it really so bad that you can't tell me?"

Valerie's lip quivered. The words were as stuck in her throat as the flowers were. Her breath hitched. 

"I ..." she started, then sniffled. Mr. Henry's hands were warm around hers. "I ... don't want to leave." 

New tears sprang from her eyes when she said it. She didn't want to leave. Not by being sent away, but not by dying either. 

"I don't want to leave!" 

She threw her arms around Mr. Henry's neck and held on tight. Please, please, please, she thought. I don't want to leave!

Mr. Henry put his arms around her back. 

"You're not going anywhere," he said, stroking her back. "But Val ... where do you think you're going? Why don't you want to leave?" 

Valerie was sobbing against his shoulder. 

"When you sell me," she cried. "I don't want to go!"

Mr. Henry's arms tightened around her, holding her closer. 

"I'm not selling you," he said. "I promise. I'm never selling you, and I'm never sending you away." 

He let her cry in his arms until she was exhausted, swaying on her feet when he released her. 

"You're not going anywhere," he told her again, wiping tears off her face with his sleeve. "I can prove it to you." 

Don't believe him, she told herself. This is where he sends you away.

But she let him take her hand and lead her down the hall to his office. 

He opened the safe and took out a piece of paper and handed it to her. 

"Do you know what that is?" he asked. 

She shook her head. 

"It's your birth certificate," he said. "I had it made after you moved here. It says I'm your father, and no one will know it's not true. I wouldn't have done that if I wasn't planning on keeping you." 

She stared at him. He was her father?

"You don't have to call me Dad or anything, if you don't want to," he said. "But that paper means that if someone tries to take you from me, I can get you back. No one is going to own you ever again." 

Valerie didn't really understand how the paper worked, but she knew that papers were important. Adults could be very serious about them. 

"Never?" she asked. 

"Never ever," he promised. 

[vidra-comprehends]

July Break Bingo: "(insert)'s perfect for you."

Fandom: Malevolent

Character: John Doe

Prompt by @julybreakbingo

"Your undefeated. John is not Yellow. He's gold, Arthur. A gift."

[julybreakbingo]

We are, once again, taking submissions to join this year’s July Break Bingo!

This is a bingo that takes place from July 1st all the way up until July 31st, spanning all fandoms and mediums, with a broad range of prompts that are customizable during the request process.

There are three different kinds of bingo cards you can request and you can request (at least) one of each:

a 5x5 card (with 5 alternates)

a 3x3 card

a flash bingo card that only has 5 squares

Each prompt is completely open to interpretation and if you get a card you’re not happy with, we’re allowing one re-roll per person, per card.

Sign up is over here.

You can opt out of Romance, Whump, NSFW and various other options (including the FREE spot in the middle, if you just want all of them to be prompts), giving you a lot more control over what kind of card you can get.

Sign ups will remain open until July 13th and cards will be sent out in order of requests received. I’m not anticipating there to be any kind of delay, since this was a relatively small bingo challenge last year and not many people knew about it, so let me know if you have a problem with your card when you do get it.

The rules are here and there’s a full FAQ over here (if you’re on mobile, open in a browser instead of the app, or join the Discord).

If you have any further questions not mentioned in the FAQ or on the rule page, please feel free to send an ask here or on the Discord.

[likeapaperplane]

Last sketch for @julybreakbingo

Original design : The witch's bookcase (Will I ever colour it? Who knows 😂 and yes I did my longest piece for only one case on the bingo 😌)

[pterawaters]

Square & Prompt: A1 Flowers @steveharringtonbingo Title: The White-petal Rose Word count: 2,636 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington Characters: Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Magic, War, Serious Injuries Summary:

Steve always thought he was bad at magic, unable to do even the simplest spells. Then he meets a boy named Jonathan and flowers begin growing in his wake.

Written for:

Steve Harrington Bingo (as mentioned above)

@stonathanweek Day 4, Fantasy AU

@julybreakbingo prompts: Soulmate AU and “Close your eyes” - 

@lgbtqbingo prompt: Kiss on the cheek

Updated bingo cards can be found in the reblog.

[tellmewhatyouc]

nobody home // a generation loss fanmix

featuring Poppy, Daft Punk, Watsky, Bo Burnham, Serj Tankian, Ghost, and others

i thought i'd do something different for my @julybreakbingo free space, so here's 40 songs for my current hyperfixation 🎶

content warning: genloss is a horror series, and therefore some of the songs are pretty dark. listen at your own discretion.

> LISTEN HERE <

[avoidingcertaindoom]

JBBingo 2023 -- Quiet Hollow

Trying to help out his sister leaves Ezra conflicted and concerned. Can be found under the same title on ao3

Written for @julybreakbingo Prompt; "Listen, Let me Explain" and Can't Feel Pain

CW; Self harm, Implied Abuse,

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The door was still closed. Ezra had gone past the bathroom twice already, hearing water running and just assuming it was the shower. This last time it had passed half an hour, and while it wasn’t uncommon for his sister to lose track of time, usually the change of routine was meant to help that.

He knocked at the door. “Addy? Is everything okay?”

Just like that the water cut, and there was the sound of fumbling around before her response came. “Yes yes, uh, can you come in? I need an extra hand.”

Stomach sinking, Ezra opened the door.

Adeline was fully dressed, even a house coat thrown over her shoulders. Her hand was wrapped in one of the towels, and there was fog on the windows and pink in her cheeks from the big water.

Ezra frowned. "Is everything okay?"

"Kinda… I was trying to wash a cut on my hand and it might've gotten carried away." She shrugged. 

He held his hand out. “Let me see, maybe I can help?” 

She hesitated. “It doesn’t look… You can’t freak out.”

“It was just an accident, right?”

Reluctantly, she turned over her hand for him to examine. He expected something like a slash on her finger, maybe even a gash in her palm, but pulling back the towel he had no idea what he was looking at. Most of the bleeding was stopped by then, or at least her hand was too pruned to show clearly. Her skin had puckered in small, almost craters, throughout most of her fingers, with one particularly gnarly spot between her thumb and forefinger.

“I said don’t--I can explain!” She insisted, watching his face drop. “It was a sewing accident--”

“How?” He stopped her from curling her fist, worried she’d cause more damage. “This is bad, maybe Grandpa needs to see--”

Addy snatched her hand back and crossed her arms. “It’s fine. It doesn't even hurt! It was just a little needle.”

Ezra sucked in a breath and gently tugged her hand back for a closer look. “A needle?”

“Mhm. I was sewing, like I said.” Her eyes darted over his shoulder, keeping watch for their grandfather, before she continued. “The needle kept getting stuck when I tried pushing it through. I thought it was dull, so I tried to sharpen it and tried testing it on my fingers.”

“Tried.” He repeated, looking over the pinpricks she’d poked into all her fingers.

She nodded. “I didn’t notice it, so I just kept trying. I didn’t realize I was poking so hard, it didn’t feel like anything.”

The wound in her hand didn’t look like something “poking” could do, unless she was using the most force possible. Ezra was sorely tempted to say something to their Grandfather, worried it was something to do with Addy’s medications being too strong or too weak or too something. She wasn’t supposed to be hurting herself and God forbid she was supposed to be doing so without notice. It would be better to do something, wouldn’t it? 

It was worrying to the point of an awful headache,

It… probably wouldn’t do much. As she stared at him all that really came to mind was how bad of an idea it was. What help would getting her in trouble do?

“Okay,” he relented, and he felt the headache leave him just as the tension dropped from his sister’s hand. “I can get a first aid kit and wrap it up, and I just won’t say anything. Deal?”

Despite something dimming in her eyes, she smiled and nodded. “Deal!”

[faithfulcat111]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington Characters: Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Celebrity, stonathan week 2023, Stonathan Week, July Break Bingo, July Break Bingo 2023, Double Drabble Summary:

A double drabble what-if of an actor and a camera boy

@stonathanweek Stonathan Week Day 3: Fake Dating

@julybreakbingo​ July Break Bingo square: “I can do this.”