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  I CAN’T WAIT FOR THE NIGHTS WITH YOU / I IMAGINE THE THINGS WE’LL DO

                                                                independent / selective & private                                                      billy hargrove & steve harrington from stranger things !                                                               @nailedbats​              @hargrovetm

I DON’T WANT MY FEELINGS RESTRAINED / OH BABE, I JUST NEED YOU LIKE NEVER BEFORE

[killedinstead]

         “You don’t have to explain why you didn’t tell me earlier, Steve.” They sat side by side, Harry put to bed, sleeping soundly, safe. She reached over, brushing hair from Steve’s face, a motherly touch. “But I am glad you finally have.”

@nailedbats​ II sc

[lovsself-byebye]

         "    I    totally    choked.    My    father    is    going    to    go    ballistic    on    me.    "    

                                                                                                 @nailedbats​​ ♥’d for a canon line !

[immobiliter]

       “ How did you even survive senior year? ” She realised a moment after she said it, glancing back at her pile of schoolwork and sheet music for her upcoming band concert, that the question should have been a rhetorical one, seeing as she was asking it of Steve Harrington, but she had to vent to someone. “ I know you were busy being ‘King’ Steve, but this is insane. ” And that wasn’t even mentioning the fact that prom loomed on the horizon, and was all anyone at school wanted to talk about.

@nailedbats​ / s.c.

[brenheiraaaa]

                    ❛        the   only   thing   i’m   not   good   at   is   modesty  ,   because   i’m   great   at   it.        ❜

@nailedbats​  liked  for  a  starter  based  off   gin.a  l.inetti  quotes

[vadakaspbrak]

💘 / closed /  @nailedbats​

“ you having fun, stevie? ” vada asks, joining steve in being outside the party, nice not to have her ears blasted with music. she’s only slightly tipsy. it doesn’t take her long then to take out a cigarette out of her jacket pocket, offering one to steve, waiting for him to take it. 

[honeyglaze-archived]

❛  ― CABRÓN !  ❜    THE DOOR SLAMS BEHIND HER, HEELS KICKED OFF HER FEET as she stumbles inside her still and quiet apartment, almost forgetting what she had left at home: her child, lost to dreams by now... another curse is muttered beneath her breath, hoping her sudden entrance had not dared to interrupt angelica’s slumber. that’s when she finds him, drawn to her commotion, concern lined upon his brow -- steve, her own special kind of hero, without judgement to her past, and nothing but adoration for her greatest creation. hands lift in surrender, an apology quick to pass her lips,    ❛  sorry, sorry -- i’m alright.  ❜    a careful smile before she sighs, finding the arm of her sofa before she falls atop it’s surface,    ❛  it’s just -- are guys always like that?  ❜    a scoff, head shaking in disbelief before amber eyes find her guest once more.    ❛  thanks, by the way.  did she...give you any trouble?  ❜

        PLOTTED STARTER, MARISOL GIMENEZ   /   ↺ @nailedbats​

[ratleft]

 WHEN YOU ARE ALONE , DO YOU LET GO ?

                                                                 independent / selective & private                                                       billy hargrove & steve harrington from stranger things !                                                                   @nailedbats​              @dreamingtm​

  ARE YOU WILD AND WILLING OR IS IT JUST FOR SHOW ?

[osbcrned]

      “god you make me feel alive”

    𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬’𝗦 𝗟𝗜𝗣𝗦 𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗟 𝗨𝗣 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗔 𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘, 𝗦𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗟𝗬, 𝗔𝗦 𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗦 𝗗𝗢𝗪𝗡 𝗔𝗧 Steve, hands resting on either of his shoulders, knees on either side of his hips. He laughs, softly as he speaks, shaking his head.        “ 𝘿𝙤 𝙄 ? ”         He asks, grinning now, words filled with affectionate sarcasm as he brushes his fingertips through the ends of Steve’s hair.��       “ 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙩, 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣. 𝘿𝙤 𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩, 𝙩𝙤𝙤 ? ”

      @nailedbats​     /     meme.     /     not accepting.

[killedinstead]

a gift for @nailedbats

[immobiliter]

        The back of a shopping mall in Hawkins, Indiana, was not where Diana had expected to find herself when she’d begun. Russian corruption and interference in Western society was, by its very nature, covert and underground -- a war the likes of which she had never seen in all of her years of interaction with this world -- but, so far as she could tell, this small town was of no strategic importance to their efforts. Why, then, they had decided to set up a base here, was anybody’s guess -- and something that she was determined to easily and simply nip in the bud before any further damage could be done.

       As she’d stalked the corridors, the sound of voices coming from a nearby room had drawn her particular attention. With a whoosh, the heavy duty door that separated her from them came flying off of its hinges, tossed like a child’s toy onto the floor behind her. Dramatic, perhaps, but effective: without saying a word, it let everyone in that room know exactly what she was here to do.

        But that was when she saw them -- Steve and Robin, the two youths she’d encountered at the ice cream parlour, tied together in the centre of the room, still in their work uniform -- and Steve more bloodied and bruised than a teenager had any right to be.

          Diana only had enough time to glance wonderingly at the pair before she noticed one of the men raise a gun in her direction. Her lasso was thrown out at once, wrapping around it and pulling it out of his hands, while her other arm came up to deflect a bullet fired from one of the men at her flank. What followed was a frenzied back and forth, as Diana took out each of her assailants one-by-one, while simultaneously deflecting any stray bullets and projectiles launched in the captives’ direction.

          Knocking out the final agent with a high kick, shoving him back into the wall behind him where he crumpled to the floor, she finally whirled on her two new charges. “ Steve? ” As she caught the somewhat spaced out look in his eyes, concern crept into her voice. Turning back to a table filled with an unnerving set of tools, she grabbed the most knife-like one and quickly set to work freeing them of their restraints.

@nailedbats​ / s.c.

[brenheira]

Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator. ↳ @nailedbats​ asked: 💬

                  ❛        you’ve   taken    her    back   ?    you   can’t   be   serious.          ❜

[vadakaspbrak]

“ i didn’t want you to be alone. “

STEVE’S WORDS BREAK THE SILENCE, and it’s not enough for her. nothing is ever enough and everything that she’s feeling is so fucking confusing and it hurts, it twists and settles between her. AND SHE DOESN’T WANT TO BE ALONE EITHER, but she doesn’t know how to say that, how to ask for that. she doesn’t think she can. eyes settled on him. she wants to tell him to fuck off, to go away like she always has but- vada doesn’t. 

“ you’re nice. ” i’m not. yet she doesn’t stop him if he wants to sit down with her, the pain lingers. arms around her legs. she’s trying to let him in after trying to push him out for so long and it’s weird. 

@nailedbats​ SENT /

[honeyglaze-archived]

NANCY WHEELER RECEIVED AN ASK   /   ↺ @nailedbats​ , MEME. ❝i thought i might have lost you.❞

HIS TOUCH IS GENTLE, ROUGHED FINGERTIPS TICKLING HER CHEEK, eliciting a smile to bloom upon her lips. cheek leans into palm, wide silvery blues searching his cheeks -- bruised, discolored, blood dripping from a broken smile. fingers lift, tender fingertips carefully searching swelling flesh, wishing to soothe it’s ache...    ‘  it takes more than just monsters to get rid of me.  ’    a soft breath of a chuckle falling from her lips, smile fading as fingers rise to graze the violet of bruising flesh as frown shapes her brow.    ‘  --- steve...  ’    frown deepens, she had noticed before -- the red upon his cheek bone, the split of his lips -- when eyes had found him in starcourt, fluorescents kissing his cheeks but doing little to ease the swelling. how red it looked under it’s light, bright -- and eyes could not lift from it’s color, even as relief shaped his smile.

eyes search, knowing then he had seen far worse this evening.    ‘  hey --  ’    palm rests upon the soft of his cheek, thumb attempting to soothe concerns with a tender caress.    ‘  -- hey...we’re okay. i’m alright -- í’m not going anywhere.  ’

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nailedbats

  Modern billy would over use axe body spray but...

I hate this man

nothing like going down on a man and getting hit with the NICE smell of 

DARK CHOCOLATE LEATHER BODY AXE SPRAY 

[killedinstead]

           “You look a right mess--” The words were spoken with a tenderness. Wasn’t the first time she had to patch up someone she cared about, nor would it be the last. “Do you want to talk about it?” She wouldn’t push him to if he didn’t want. She sat across from him, her first aid kit already open. “Did you at least win?”

 @nailedbats II sc