#one rival one silly billy

[hannahbarberra162]

Princess Treatment, Part 1 (Benn Beckman x OC, Rivals to Lovers, Slow Burn)

on Ao3

This is the "someone old" I had in mind for the X Amount of Followers event! You've unlocked Benn Beckman! There will be smut, but not in this chapter.

Thank you to @gouraminnow for helping me brainstorm and beta'ing my work even when I'm whiny.

Summary:

Everyone loves Benn Beckman. The crew, civilians, other pirates, and especially women, all think Benn's the greatest thing since Silvers Rayleigh. Except Anne. She wants to rearrange his face, free of charge, with every condescending smirk he throws her way. She's capable and deadly, she's proven her worth as a member of the Red-Haired pirates. But the first mate is hell bent on testing her patience and her boundaries.

Notes:

Anne is practicing Irish stick fighting, bataireacht.

“See anything you like?” Captain asked suggestively, tipping his head to Anne. She cut her glance from Benn Beckman twirling his finger around the curl of a provocatively dressed woman to the one-armed man by her side. She and her Captain were sitting with their legs up on a round table at some shitty dive bar on a winter island. It was summer, so the weather was nearly perfect; she could wear her leather boots, worn jeans, and her cut off t-shirt and feel perfectly comfortable.

“Unfortunately, I’m not into women. It’s my curse to bear,” Anne said as she took another swig of her ale, turning away from the scene in front of her. 

“I wasn’t talking about the woman,” Shanks replied, smirking. Anne rolled her eyes, wondering if she should punch her Captain verbally or physically. She didn’t want to spill their drinks, so she decided to use her words.

“Oi, watch what you say. Or I’ll tell a certain Marine Hunter how much time it takes you to achieve that ‘effortless’ messy hairstyle.” Anne didn’t like people prying into her business, especially red headed busybodies who thought they knew better than everyone else. Besides, she didn’t know what Shanks was talking about. She and Beckman had a…contentious relationship at best. She didn’t know what it was, but everything about him set her teeth on edge. Everyone else loved the first mate, thought he was so composed and collected. Every island they went to, every other crew they met with, every goddamn person thought Benn was so amazing, and it drove Anne up the wall.

Sure, she had eyes, Anne knew Beckman was objectively handsome. But his good looks came with an irritating nature, an arrogant attitude, a cocky smile and the overall condescending tone of a complete ass. Benn acted like he knew better than everyone at all times, including their Captain. Which, to be fair, he did know better than the Captain most of the time. But so did everyone, it didn’t make him special. 

No, Anne did not like Benn Beckman, and not just because of his self satisfied attitude. He went out of his way to irritate and annoy her, unlike any of the other Red Haired Pirates. Anne was the only woman on board, but no one else brought it up regularly. The guys seemed to forget she was a woman most of the time, only remembering when they saw her in her sports bra. Sure, there were grumbles that she was the only crewmate besides the Captain who got their own room, but that was about it. Anne had suggested cutting their dicks off to become her roommate, but no one took her up on the offer. Aside from that, Anne was no different than anyone else on the crew. She was strong, tall, capable, and deadly. 

Beckman, however, always went out of his way to bother her. It didn’t help that Anne had a short fuse around him and Beckman was always lighting a match. He called her Princess or Sweetheart or Doll instead of her name. He would take heavy crates out of her hands without asking, hefting them up onto his shoulder with a lopsided grin. He’d say “ladies first,” when the crew was headed inside a tavern, insisting on holding the door open for her. It made Anne see red and want to bash his face in with her club. Multiple times. 

That was another thing that irritated Anne about Benn. He was one of the few people able to get a rise out of her. Anne prided herself on her collected nature, never rising to take the bait, always keeping her wits about her. Sure, if provoked she’d break your face (or clavicle, or arm, or femur) with her club, but Anne preferred to live and let live. The rowdy parties, hostile civilians, things that needed repairs on the ship - Anne didn’t let any of it bother her. Life was too short to be angry about every small detail.

Except when it came to Benn Beckman. 

“Oi. Call me Anne, not Princess,” she demanded one night over dinner. She tried to keep her tone neutral and not show her anger - that would only backfire. He’d called her Princess all day as she worked the rigging, enraging her every time he did it. By the end of the day she’d nearly strangled him with the ropes rather than adjusting the sails.

“Whatever you say, Sweetcheeks,” Benn replied with a lazy smile, leaning back to swig his ale. Anne stabbed her fork into the table as she stood up,  flipping her chair backwards in her haste to get away before she stabbed the first mate instead. Stomping away, she heard the deep rumble of Beckman’s laugh, which only served to infuriate her further. 

Anne wasn’t upset by her gender, quite the opposite. Anne was proud to be a woman, and wouldn’t change it for anything. She wasn’t soft and curvy like the women they saw on most islands, and that was OK. Anne was tall, buff, and sported a permanent bitch face that belied her generally calm demeanor. Anne liked her hair short, her clothes masculine, and her body unshaven. Her haircut matched that of her Captain, since she cut both of their hair. But instead of red, hers was a deep dark brown, a few more gray hairs coming in annually. Freckles littered her face, shoulders, chest and back, their number growing every year spent on the sea. She was well muscled but lithe, her muscles aiding her ability to move quickly during skirmishes. As a child, Anne had been teased for her lack of femininity, called a tomboy and other names aimed to hurt her feelings. Anne quickly learned how to deal with such situations - namely, with violence. Anne discovered that once she’d broken enough noses and arms, people stopped making fun of her. 

She’d found her place on the Red Haired Pirates after accidentally catching their Captain in an animal trap. Anne had been checking her traps for food when she came across a red haired man in one of her trapping pits. 

“Stay, Hobbes,” Anne said, hopping off the back of her tiger and patting its velvety head.

“Oi, help me outta here,” the man said pitifully as he sat in the shade of the pit. Looking him over, Anne thought she recognized him from the wanted posters in town. 

“Aren’t you that Emperor?” Anne said, crossing her arms. 

“Yeah, Red Haired Shanks. Lemme outta here, I’m too hungover for this shit,” he whined. Anne was taken aback - she hadn’t expected one of the four Emperors of the Seas to be so…casual.

“No. Find your own way out.” Anne said, starting to mount her tiger again. Shanks’s mouth hung open in shock. If he was an Emperor, surely he’d be able to extricate himself. 

“That’s not nice, I only have one arm!” He exclaimed, his mouth forming a pout. 

“Never said I was nice,” Anne said while shrugging her shoulders, already on the back of her tiger as it sauntered away. 

And the rest was history. Shanks did eventually get out of the pit, though Anne never found out exactly how. He’d followed the path she’d set out on back to her hut and stumbled upon her practicing her bataireacht . The Captain sparred with Anne for a few minutes, then invited himself into her hut for a drink of her alcohol. A few hours later Anne had agreed to join Shanks’s crew. She had a few years of sailing experience, a lot of years of kicking ass experience, and even more years of drinking experience, all of which were needed to be a Red Haired Pirate. She’d brought her few things back with her, said brief goodbyes and set sail on the Red Force. 

The crew was nice enough, she met the doctor, who gave her a basic physical and wasn’t weird about it. Limejuice was an early favorite, the two quickly bonding over their shared love of staff fighting. Anne was also drawn to Monster and had to restrain herself from scratching him behind the ears at their first meeting. In fact, she found the crew rather pleasant and enjoyable enough. They were all around her age, a well settled crew, which made for a more relaxing journey on the sea. Unfortunately, she met the first mate after she joined, otherwise she would have declined. Their first meeting left a lot to be desired and set the tone for the rest of their interactions.

“What’s yer weapon of choice?” Benn asked as his introduction, eyeing the new recruit up and down, taking a drag of his cigarette. He had come up and leaned on her shoulder with his arm. Anne shoved it off of her like it burned.

“Don’t touch me. Club,” Anne replied tersely, pointing to the club strapped to her back. In truth, it was a shillelagh, but most people didn't know what that was.

“Do ye mean ���staff?” Benn asked with a smirk. Anne ground her teeth together.

“If I meant ‘staff,’ I would have said ‘staff.’ I said ‘club,” Anne bit out. 

“Hmm. Staff might be better,” he said, blowing smoke in her face. Anne narrowed her eyes.

“Didn’t ask for your opinion. Don’t want it, either.” 

“Clubs break,” Benn said with a smug grin.

“So do bones,” Anne replied, baring her teeth, and turned on her heel to end the discussion. She was done with this conversation and this god awful man. Many people had underestimated her and her shillelagh fighting over the years. Most only did it once. 

“You’ve been ‘will-they-won’t-they’ for years with Beckman,” Shanks teased, crossing his feet at the ankles, taking a deep pull from his ale.

“Do you mean ‘will I kill him today or won’t I’? That’s about all it’s been between us. Sorry, Cap. He doesn’t like me and I don’t like him. And that’s not going to change any time soon.”

“Hmm, I’m not so sure. If you get married, make sure I’m invited to the wedding,” Shanks said, smacking Anne on the back.

“If we get married, you can officiate,” Anne snorted, draining the last of her glass. “Gonna get another brew and take a piss, see ya.” Anne pushed off the table with her feet and stood up, sheathing her stick behind her back and bringing her glass with her. Truthfully, she just didn’t want to continue this conversation with her Captain. He was relentless, especially when he thought he was right. Leaving her glass on the counter of the bar, Anne went out into the alley behind the building for a breath of air and maybe to bum a cigarette. She always wanted one when she started drinking and tonight was no exception.

Leaning against a wall, she spotted a group of three men chatting and smoking and walked up to them with her friendliest smile. Anne had been told it wasn’t that friendly but it was what she had.

“Hey, guys, can I bum a smoke?” she asked cordially. One of the men gave her a passing glance up and down before replying. He had a scar down the side of his face, black stubble on his cheeks matching the short black hair on his head and was missing the last two fingers on his left hand. Anne had slept with worse, she thought.

“Sure thing, Sugar,” he said, extending a hand with an open pack of cigarettes. Anne didn’t bother saying anything about the pet name. She’d never see these fucks again in her life, it wasn’t worth her breath.

“Thanks, bud,” she replied, placing the butt in her mouth. Before she could even ask for a light, the man lit a match and extended it towards her. Anne widened her smile, sometimes she didn’t mind princess treatment.

“So what crew’re you on, baby? Some kinda merchant ship?” the man asked, leaning in further.

“Red Haired Pirates,” Anne answered after taking a deep drag of the cigarette. The men laughed like she told a joke. Anne’s friendly smile disappeared. 

“Something funny?” she asked, fingers already twitching. 

“Nah, Doll, c’mon, don’t play games” the man said with a laugh, stepping closer and leaning on the wall nearest Anne. She just rolled her eyes. Anne was used to this reaction, it didn’t really bother her over much. So what if some dipshit didn’t think she was on the crew?

“No games, but here’s a prize,” a deep voice growled out, flinging a lit cigarette at the man’s eye.

“Goddammit!”

“Goddammit!” Both Anne and the man yelled out simultaneously at the same man. “What the fuck, Beckman?” Anne yelled, whirling around to face the first mate. Beckman was about a meter behind her, shrouded in the shadows of the alley. “You think I couldn’t handle this alone? Some fucking drunk assholes? Fucking piss off!” Anne yelled, already angry. She knew Benn wouldn’t do this for any of the other crew members. It showed that he thought she was weak, that she couldn’t handle herself even though she’d fought side by side with the crew hundreds of times. Her armament and observation haki was as good as anyone else’s on the crew, she didn’t need help. She didn’t need someone to protect her, she didn’t need a babysitter and she sure as shit didn’t need Beckman. Cigarette break ruined, Anne crushed the rest of her cigarette under the sole of her boot and pushed past Beckman.

“Go back to your ladies inside the bar, I’m sure they miss you,” Anne spat behind her as she left. “I sure as shit don’t,” she muttered under her breath, throwing open the door to the bar.

A few days later and the Red Force was slicing through the sea once more to Anne’s delight. The sun was setting, painting the sky in purples and oranges as sweet as sherbert. It was her favorite time of day, the peaceful calm of the evening settling in her bones before the chill of the night came. Anne enjoyed her cup of herbal tea, watching the sunset from the crow’s nest as was her daily habit when the ship was sailing. In a few moments, she’d go spar with some of the crew or train alone, but the sunset was a moment of respite in a chaotic world. She worked as a rigger on the ship under Building Snake, which was a difficult but rewarding job. She’d always liked sailing, even before she’d made her career as a pirate. And watching the sun sink low in the sky was one of the rewards she got to enjoy.

“Oi, Princess, let down your hair,” Anne heard from below. She closed her eyes and inhaled, trying to regain the sense of awe and wonder she had moments ago. Only one voice could have her go from zen to burning anger in six words. Anne chose not to answer, breathing deeply instead.

Beckman POV

Anne didn’t respond to his call, but her silence was enough to know he’d hit his mark. He could practically see Anne’s eye twitching as he teased her from the deck. If he riled her up enough, she’d spar with him, which was a combination of his two favorite things. Benn and Anne sparred frequently, their verbal jabs often turning into physical fighting. Anne would seldom agree to spar with him outright, he usually had to get her irritated before she’d even think about it. But she was Benn’s favorite sparring partner of the crew. Not just because he got to enjoy the jiggling of her small tits under her shirt, or feel the warmth of her sun kissed skin under his own, though that certainly didn’t hurt. 

Anne had a very different fighting style than his own - her style relied on quick, fluid movement and precision whereas his was more direct, focusing on power and force. She was nearly impossible to pin down, trying to keep her under him was like trying to capture water in your hand. One moment he’d have her on the deck, held in place under his arms and the next she’d be sitting on his chest, her fighting stick about to break his nose. She was wild, unpredictable, and powerful, all things Beckman found incredibly attractive. But she needed more training - to reign herself in and channel her emotions - and Benn had given the task to himself. 

He’d been interested in Anne from the first moment he saw her approaching the ship with the Captain. Shanks tended to recruit whoever he “vibed” with, something that Benn had long given up arguing over. Most recruits didn’t make it past a week or two, but Anne had fit in easily, able to hold her own on the ship and on the battlefield. He’d given her grief over her fighting stick but he had no doubts after he saw her in action. She was strong and capable and Benn wanted to train her to be even better. 

Once in battle, she’d been cornered against the bow, three Marines approaching with guns drawn. Anne had looked bored, Beckman later realized. He’d been coming to enter the fray and help her only to realize she didn’t need it. He watched her coat her stick in haki and quickly break the clavicle of the closest Marine, throw him into the two others, shatter the femur of the second and crack the head of the third. All in a matter of seconds. She wasn’t even breathing hard as she stepped heavily on the skull of the Marine on her way to aid her crew mates. Beckman knew he was hooked on her as soon as the blood started to coat the deck.

Sure, Anne was different from the women Beckman usually went after on islands. He was known to favor short, soft, feminine women, women who purred and begged him to take them to bed. Women who spent their money and time on ways to make themselves look better, smell better, and feel better when he finally carried them giggling to his cabin. And he appreciated all of those women, the effort they put into the way they looked did not go unnoticed. So even though Anne did none of those things, he liked her just as much - maybe even more. 

Benn didn’t know why he was compelled to tease her so much - he felt like he was pulling her pigtails on the playground. He loved winding her up until she snapped at him, getting a rise out of her was second nature to him. She didn’t give that energy to anyone else - not even foolishness from the Captain could get her riled. But one glance from Beckman and the smoke was already coming out of her ears, her fingers reaching for her club. And he absolutely loved it. He knew it wasn’t in his best interest if he wanted to seduce her, but he couldn’t resist teasing her as much as she couldn’t resist responding. 

“Oi, you deaf now?” Beckman asked, lighting another cigarette. In his mind, he counted down from five. By the time he got to one, he had to dodge Anne’s kick aimed at his head. Benn smiled. She got him on the rebound, kicking his lit cigarette to the ground. The crew had already started to gather to watch them fight.

Anne POV

Benn was the most infuriating man on the seas, she was sure of it. He was stronger than Anne, but she was faster. No matter how many times she thought she had the advantage, she was never able to keep it. Worst of all, every time he pinned her, he gave her the goddamn smirk. Anne would never tell him but she had improved after sparring with Beckman near daily. She’d gotten sharper, striking with more accuracy and even faster than before. But she’d rather smell Shanks’s stump than ever admit it. 

“Better luck next time, Princess,” Beckman drawled at her, both arms pinned above her head. Anne grunted and used her foot to kick Beckman’s neck, earning her freedom. The crew whooped for her, as they always did. They had a betting pool going on when she’d finally beat his ass, with the times ranging from next month to never.

“No next time, Beckman,” she grunted, rolling on top of him. Sweat was dripping down her neck and chest, she could feel it pooling in her bra. She aimed to elbow his stupid fucking face but was pushed backwards as Benn grappled his way back on top of her, pinning her legs under his own. 

“Always a next time, Sweetheart, you need me. You’re not gonna get better without my help,” he said, blocking her strike to his throat. Anne wanted to rip it out with her teeth, though she’d tried before and ended up with Beckman’s thick fingers in her mouth, holding her jaw open.

“Don’t need you or your fucking help!” Anne bellowed, trapped again beneath the First mate.

“Says the Dame who can’t get away,” Benn replied easily, tightening his hold on her. She was twisted like a pretzel, him holding her arms in place across her chest with one immovable hand, her legs spread between his and trapped under his heavy body. Anne wiggled and tested for weakness, but he had her caged.

“Get a room!” Shanks yelled from his cabin, watching with amusement. Anne turned bright red, from her cheeks down to her chest as she realized the somewhat lewd manner the position could be construed. The gathered crew laughed and dispersed, their daily fight over and Anne no closer to beating Beckman than she was before.

“Let me go, you won,” Anne hissed through her teeth. Benn made no movement to release her.

“Always do,” Benn replied, watching the sweat trickle down her chest. Anne was still blushing furiously and it wasn’t receding as long as Benn stayed on top of her.

“Get. Off.”

“As you wish, Princess,” Beckman said, pinching the apple of Anne’s cheek between his fingers before hauling himself off her. Benn didn’t need to wonder how he was going to die, Anne thought, one day she was going to kill him.

[serendipitous-girl]

𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐢 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫

⊱✿⊰ summary: riddle's mother had many rules for him one of which: focus on studies and forget about love.

⊱✿⊰ warnings: forbidden love except its jst bc riddle is silly billy, i wanted this to be romeo and juliet coded kinda but it doesn't work that well. Omg unless i make it like reader if from the rival school and riddle loves her teheheheh ahem ignore that, reader is yuu and should be gn (correct me on mistakes but be nice or i will ignore u) mild spoilers for book one!

⊱✿⊰ notes: i have no notes bc i started rambling in the warning section uh i think im high off of oxygen. might make a part two idk confessions perhizzle??

riddle lived his life on certainty. he woke up every morning, knowing exactly what he would wear and eat. he knew who would be troublesome and what classes he would be attending. he knew everything down to each very specific detail. which led him to believe in one more certainty: he was allergic to you.

he had to be! why else would his heartbeat accelerate so quickly? why else would his hands feel all prickly and warm whenever you grabbed them because your excitment bubbled out of you. why else would his stomach feel like it was being dropped to his feet whenever you smiled at anybody else other than him? it was the only logical decision.

"uh, no riddle. you're in love." trey had commented one day, after the housewarden had finished complaining about his strange encounters with you. riddle assumed trey was joking, riddle didn't fall in love! he had studies and other important things to do, he had no time for such foolish affairs.

he felt his gaze follow your movements across the dining hall, as you dished out some tuna for grim to eat. riddle grimaced, internally cursing himself for his face heating up. stupid allergic reaction.

he just about flung his lunch tray when you spotted him, bouncing merrily over. he was going to die and you were the causation. surely there was some sort of rule you were breaking for making him feel so entirely insane. it was like being overblotted again except this times it because you were sending him to an early grave.

"hi, riddle!" you giggled, plopping down in the seat beside him. how could a magicless being trapped in the wrong world be so merry and joyful? how were you so....beautiful?

riddle clenched his fist at the sudden thought he had, accidentally squeezing the juice box he had in his hand and making the liquid come squirting out. he gasped at the sudden sticky mess, his cheeks turning as bright as the roses the queen loved so much. how dreadful.

"hello, [reader]." he said, trying to stop his voice from shaking. you didn't notice anything, thank the great seven for that. although you were still looking at him strangely for the juice mess he had created.

effortlessly you grabbed some napkins, cleaning up the table before grabbing his hand to clean the liquids on him. he froze, every nerve ending in his hand getting immediately set on fire.

abruptly riddle stood up, knocking the napkins out of your head accidentally. with a curt thanks he scurried off, walking stiffly like his muscles has suddenly turned to concrete.

with steam practically radiating off his face he marched to his room, trying to prevent the allergic reaction from taking dire affect. he had to be rid of all relations with you, he must! or else surely he would die from your close proximity or your melodic laugh or your pretty face or-

see, you were even deluding his thoughts. whatever disease you have cursed upon him was nothing less than burdensome. he needed to be rid of it, of you immediately.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[6lostgirl6]

Yandere Alphabet - Stu Macher

TW: Toxic relationship, stalking, mentions of suicide (not detailed), mentions of murder, kidnapping, obsessive behavior, controlling behavior

A/N: Please inform me if I did not tag something correctly. Please know the difference between fictional and reality. While fictional, these types of relationships are extremely toxic, especially in real-life. If your relationship is showcasing these toxic behaviors, please seek help from someone to get out safely. Reblogs are heavily appreciated!!

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Stu is very affectionate towards his darling and is not afraid to show it. It can be pretty intense, but it's only because he can't contain it all inside or he will explode.

Have you seen how he was with Tatum in the movie? It would be exactly that and more.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Stu is not afraid to get messy for his darling. Does that mean he needs to kill a few people? That doesn't matter to him, he's only showing that he can protect you and it's simply an act of love from him!

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Between Billy and Stu, Stu would treat you the same as he would before kidnapping you as his goofy self. He would still make jokes and silly actions if it means getting you to smile. If he mocks you, it's only because he's being playful. If you were genuinely upset and crying for him to let you go, he would try to comfort you.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Besides you simply spending time with him? No, Stu wouldn't really make you do anything you didn't want to do. He might be a little pushy, but he would eventually back off if it starts bothering you.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

In comparison to Billy, he is very open about himself and his feelings for you. Sure, before he abducted you, he had to hide his yandere tendencies. However, now that you were finally home with him, he wouldnt hold back anything from you. He can be very vulnerable, if something is bothering you, he would tell you.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

He would honestly feel very hurt if you tried fighting back. I believe that Stu would be a little bit of a delusional yandere. Of course you wanted him to take you away and keep you to himself? You just didn't know it yet.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

He finds it very entertaining to watch you try to escape him, especially when he first kidnapped you. Seeing you run and cry out in fear, fight back when he finally pinned you down and your failed attempts at escaping your new home. After you've settled in though, he would expect you to simply follow rules and obey him.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Again, it was your kidnapping. Seeing your friend's lifeless eyes staring into your own and your boyfriend standing over them. Blood staining his clothes, you could see the smile slip and quickly chase after you. After the reveal that he was the one that killed off your friends was shocking and you cried from being foolish enough to trust him. He might even have Billy help him with kidnapping you as well and Billy would not be gentle.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He wants to grow old with you! He genuinely believes that you are his soulmate! Marriage, maybe a few children, he wants that with you. He wouldn't have it any other way, as long as you comply.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Stu can become very jealous. However, he doesn't lash out, he would probably sulk about it for a while. As ghostface, simply killing his rivals is his new coping mechanism.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

He's very playful with his darling, constant jokes and harmless teasing. He's not afraid to show his affection in public and doing random displays of affection like randomly dipping you or twirling you. He'll randomly pull you in kisses that leave you completely flushed.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Stu would stalk you, but he makes it pretty obvious. However, you might see it as something innocent like a boy having a crush and he simply doesn't know how to act. Yet, you don't realize that he's been stalking you as you walk home and putting anonymous love letters in your locker. That's when he lets some of his deeper desires come forth.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not at all. You wouldn't even know there was something different about him. However, his mask will slip a little, eyes holding something a little more sinister. We've seen how in the movies he can go from laughing and smiling to become the complete opposite.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

He doesn't give out severe punishments. It honestly depends on what you do. However, he'll take away rights when you break his rules. You managed to get outside without him, your banned from your daily walks with him. You tried contacting someone online, you're not allowed on the computer, etc.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Stu would take some rights. For example, you weren't allowed to be around sharp objects, so you wouldn't harm yourself! You would never intentionally harm him! He wouldn't allow you to walk outside without him and limited access on the internet. And phones are off-limits. He's very watchful.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

For you, Stu is very patient. When you were first brought home, he gave you space while you adjusted to your new living situation and gave you a few rules that wouldn't overwhelm you. After a week, his patience will slip a little but always remind himself that you simply need time.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Stu would try his absolute hardest to find you and bring you home if you managed to escape. However, if he was unable to find you or God forbid you died, he would not be able to move on. He wouldn't even be able to continue existing. He can't live in a world where he doesn't have you. He would kill himself.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

At times, he has moments where he starts to think that maybe you were right. He doesn't regret killing your friends, in fact it thrilled him, yet he will start to think maybe he shouldn't have kidnapped you. However, those thoughts are quick to leave him. Stu is very trusting, if you simply follow his rules and obey him, he wouldnt mind taking you out for a walk. His property is very spacious, so he would allow you to go outside with him. No, he wouldn't let you go though.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

I headcanon that Stu is a bit of a delusional yandere. Therefore, he doesn't see things as they naturally are and his obsession thay overcomes him when meeting you just ignites something in him that was dormant.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He would feel heartbroken and even a little guilty. He brought you home because he wanted to love, protect, and make you happy with him. Yet, it seems to only cause you pain. He'll talk to you about it, let you express your feelings through sobs. He would listen, but he wouldn't understand. He'll try his best to comfort you though.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Stu doesn't give out severe punishments like most yanderes. He would never starve you or deny you basic needs, he cares about you too much. You're his obsession.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Stu is actually pretty sensitive. Simply saying things about how you hate him and don't want to be around him would make him distance himself from you and sulk. He doesn't like people seeing how emotional he actually is and that would allow you some time to think of an escape plan but he knows. He always knows.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Oh, never! Stu values your safety and happiness, he couldn't handle it if he accidentally hurt you. The worst he's done was get you a little bruised when he pinned you down when you were first kidnapped.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Oh he is very expressive in his worshiping for you, he's equivalent to a lost puppy. He loves following you around and talking to you, you always make his day. He would literally kill for you if it meant winning you over. He would try anything.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Stu would pine after you just as long as Billy, perhaps even shorter. If you're not dating him by the six month mark, he's going to kidnap you. He's simply speeding up the process.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Yes, he would. Not through threats and violent outbursts, but through his personality. You'll eventually start to believe that what he did was normal because he's just a lovable person.

Taglist: Comment to be added!!

@prettywhenibleed @ghoulgeousimmaculate @rottent33th @slaasherslut @strrvnge

[luwritesomething]

Since I’m sick rn can I have headcannons of Mickey Stu and billy (separate) taking care of a sick reader 🥰🥰🥰

HOW BILLY LOOMIS, STU MACHER AND MICKEY ALTIERI WOULD TAKE CARE OF SICK!READER.

get better, love!!! i'm still slowly getting to your other request, which i like so much (my fav tope is enemies to lvoers so rivals to lovers really does it for me). thank you for making these amazing requests all the time <3 @alexhostghost

Billy Loomis.

i think he's rather rough

not because of him being generally rough, but because he's not used to with dealing with physically ill people

(yes mentally bc ahem ahem himself)

would make you soup

like LOTS

he has this recipe from when he was a kid, his mom used to make it for him whenever he got sick

always making sure you're covering yourself up with blankets, but in a passive aggresive way

he would click his tongue a lot, as if he's annoyed, but he's really not (yet)

he doesn't like you being sick

billy doesn't like sick people in general so you better get well soon or else he'll start being moody !!

will not argue with you if you don't want to put the thermometer on, he'll just say "okay, if you wanna DIE, that's fine by me."

no nonsense policy all the time

good caregiver nonetheless 8/10

Stu Macher

HE'S A GREAT CAREGIVER 10/10

will buy you your favorite snacks/food/drinks for your sick time to pass faster

stays around you a lot, even if it's contagious.

"i don't get sick, babe, it's alright!!!!!"

will get sick like, a week later

kisses your nose

seriously, he's getting sick as well

brings deck cards and games and movies and everything you want, he's got it

makes sure your blanket is always around

will help you change clothes if needed

if it's the kind of vomiting sickness, he'll hold your hair or rub circles into your back to ground you

he's sad you're sick but at the same time that just gives him an excuse to be even MORE around you

will taste your food before you to make sure it's warm enough

babies you a lot, but just for the fansies

"awww, you look cute."

"stu, i'm literally dying, shut up."

silly to make you laugh

(he's always silly to make you laugh)

stu feels like his day is complete if he manages to make you smile at least once during your sickness

Mickey Altieri

best caregiver, this boy has been born to take care of people 100/10

WILL pin you to the bed if you're making that bullshit of trying to work or go to classes when sick

and he will not apologize for it

always keeps a box of tissues and a bottle of water by your side, it never rans out when he's around

if you're with him in any class, he'll take notes for you even if he doesn't usually take notes

will entertain you with music, singing, dancing, story-telling, reading, YOU NAME IT

mickey just wants to see you happy and well again, he'll do anything

cooks for you but like,,, for months it advance

so now your fridge is full of delicious and yummy food :)

won't kiss you but he'll cuddle you

he's the one that rarely gets sick, not stu

will see your favorite movie with you as many times as you want, even guilty pleasures one

but only when you're sick, that's how much he loves you

will stay up until late to make sure you fall asleep

very loving, but he always is

did i mention that he cooks very well?

he doesn't bake so he buys you whatever you want from the nearest store

at this point he'll become your roommate from the amount of time he spends in your dorm

[fuachimuuu]

fengqing - fanon or possibly canon?

i LOVE LOVE LOVE fengqing wth. theyre one of the only couples who make it through tgcf w/out severe trauma or death???

however. its fanon. according to most of the tgcf fandom.

BUT??? theres a chance it COULD MAYBE PERHAPS POSSIBLY BE IMPLIED canon?? im pretty sure mxtx has either said its not or js doesnt say anything on this but IT MAY ACTUALLY BE????????

bc think abt it! in tgcf canon they work pretty well together and, even if theyre 'rivals', spend quite a bit of time together! like in tgcf s2 these two silly billies pair up to look for xl after hc takes him??

and also. WHO. maintains a rivalry for 800+ YEARS??????

ADDITIONALLY!!! (im not sure if this proves its canon or not but i have to say it) OFFICIAL BILIBILI ART HAS MINI FENGQING IN IT???

LOOK. LOOK AT THESE SILLY BILLY GAYS.

anyways thats it !! ty for reading my horribly reasoned post lmfao <33

[whatthebodygraspsnot]

Maybe Part VI #7:

"Let's find out how much you want it."

"Let's find out how much you want it." additional tags: playful dom ian, grumpy sub mickey, petnames, foodplay, stripping

Despite their air conditioner crapping out on them at the hottest time of day, Ian is positively buzzing with childish energy. Because of it, maybe. Perhaps the return of sunny, sweaty afternoons is bringing out the silly billy in him, just like old times.

Mickey doesn't have that problem.

Where Mickey has also known a stifling summer childhood, he differs in the way that he's grown very comfortable with their air conditioner now that they've got it. Which means when it's broken, he's got something to say about it. Loudly. He's bitchy and grumbly and Ian wants to mess with him so fucking bad.

So when the impulse flairs to strike, Ian goes for it, sneaking up behind his husband and snatching the popsicle he just took from the freezer right out of his hot little hands.

"The fuck-" Mickey's turning on his heels in a heartbeat, swiping at the air where Ian holds it just out of reach. "Get your own!"

"Both know this is the last one."

"Yeah, and I fuckin' had it, so paws off!" He goes for another attempt, one hand bracing himself against Ian's sweat-damp chest, the other swatting way up over both their heads.

But Ian's got the height advantage - has too many things working for him, the popsicle wrapper crinkling as he holds it out of reach. "How bad do you want it?" he asks, the playful curl of his grin betraying him immediately.

Mickey doesn't have that problem. "It's too hot for this shit, man."

"It's not that hot."

"It's a hundred fuckin' degrees in here."

"Thermostat says 84 - I just checked." Another attempt. Ian slips the prize out of reach just in time. "And since when do you care about a warm house?"

"Since you got my ass trained like a fuckin' air conditioned poodle, bitch. That's when."

Ian's eyebrows lift as he stares down at him. He's willing to spend some extra time on that imagery, he thinks.

Maybe a little later, though. There's a couple things he wants to take care of first - like his sweaty, shirtless husband getting all handsy and rubbin' up on him like this.

With a new dash of spice to his playfulness, Ian takes a step back, interested in how Mickey stays put.

Another then, until he's leaned back against the counter.

"Want it bad, huh..." he teases, enjoying how Mickey's eyes track the popsicle as he lowers it back to a reasonable height. "Let's find out how bad."

In front of him, Mickey has been given space to calm down. To simmer, simply, his hand coming up to rub over his eyes. "Man, I fuckin' told you I'll share the fan after I-"

"Oh," Ian interrupts, his slump backwards casual but decided. "I'm not talkin' about the fan, baby."

It's the tone shift of the century. Playful heat to rival the climbing thermostat. And no, his husband does not miss it.

Mickey lets out a great big sigh, but if he thinks he's hidden away the morbid curiosity lurking in it, he's dead wrong. "Whaddaya want." Simple. Cut and dry.

The corner of Ian's mouth quirks in absolute delight. "Take your shorts off."

The moment that stretches between them is dead silent - not even the hum of the air conditioner to fill it.

Then. "You fuckin' with me right now?"

"You want the popsicle?" Ian counters. And when Mickey makes a dramatic hand gesture that equates to a bitchy obviously, all he does is shrug, his brows bouncing in a clear then you know what to do.

It would be surprising, really, how quickly Mickey folds and starts shoving his shorts down. But there's just something in the air today. "Un-fuckin'-believable..."

Ian watches contently from his place against the counter, enjoying the reveal of those thick, milky thighs. Even when the discarded shorts immediately get tossed at his face.

He snatches them out of the air just in time. Drops them on the counter behind him. Nods down to Mickey's boxers, like it's the easiest thing in the world to say. "Those too."

And oh...that little spark in Mickey's eyes could catch flame and spread in a bunch of different directions right now. Ian can't wait to see which one.

"Better hurry, baby. It's melting."

Soon it'll be a juicy, drippy mess.

And so will the popsicle.

The huff that comes out of Mickey is supposed to be pointed - he just knows it is, because he knows his man. But even with all this room between them, there's nowhere to hide the rush in it - the annoyed horniness - especially as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and then pushes them down to his knees, revealing what didn't even need to be said.

Ian grins to himself, tilting his head in amusement as he watches Mickey's cock hang heavily between his legs, before standing at attention right along with him.

Gorgeous.

"You happy now?" he asks Ian, standing naked and hard in the middle of their kitchen.

And oh! What an understatement.

Ian brings the end of the wrapper between his fingers but doesn't look away from Mickey - doesn't move a single muscle more than what he needs to pull the popsicle free.

It's definitely melting - sticky red juice dripping down the thawing sides of it.

Damn.

"On your knees."

Mickey blinks. Flicks his eyes from the popsicle back up to Ian and his order. The spark has definitely caught.

And Christ, does he look beautiful as he does it, his skin flushed and sweaty as he gives in one more time and kneels right on the kitchen floor for him.

Ian hums, the urge to play with him finally too much to handle. Not when he looks like this. Not when those eyes stay on him as he approaches, just a step away now, and then says it. "Lemme see that tongue."

Because this isn't about the popsicle anymore, is it? It stopped being about the popsicle a while ago. The evidence of that is right in front of him, the wildfire in Mickey's eyes spreading downward as he blinks up and Ian, and then silently sticks his tongue out flat for him.

Just as he was asked to.

Ian takes a second to appreciate the sight, a nasty thrill jumping through him and between his legs. "Mhm... Definitely want somethin', don'tchya sweetheart?"

And really, he's waiting very patiently. Has done almost a complete attitudinal 180. So Ian is happy to reward him, holding the popsicle upside down by the stick and hovering it over Mickey's open mouth.

Slowly, the melted juice drips down the sides of it. Pools at the tip for a moment. Gathers, sugar and anticipation clinging. And then finally, it drips right onto Mickey's tongue in a sweet, chilly splash.

Mickey stays very still for it, only shifting a bit to save his knees. Ian will get him up off the floor soon. But for now he's having too much fun watching that tongue curl up - flick over the tip of the upside-down popsicle.

Ian's dick jumps in his shorts - the power of suggestion. "That taste good, baby?" It's got to with the way Mickey tilts his head up closer, wrapping his lips around the tip to suck at it without a word.

Yeah. This is definitely not about the popsicle anymore.

Ian grins, slowly twisting it...pushing just a little bit more into Mickey's mouth...pulling it away and loving how he follows after it, his lips cherry-red and probably oh so sweet as they try to stay connected.

He brings the popsicle all the way into himself, holding it right at lap level, dripping and begging for another lick. And yeah, it's 84 degrees in here, but god damn does it feel like it's about a hundred when Mickey knees forward and then wraps his hands around the backs of Ian's thighs - wraps his lips around the popsicle - bobs his head forward with a nasty slurp as he swallows the whole thing down.

"Holy fuck..." Ian smiles, practically giddy. He swears this wasn't what he was aiming for at the start, but he's more than happy to see it through, all the concentrated action getting him good and hard behind where he holds the stick.

Mickey must know what it's doing to him. Must be making these nasty, wet slurping noises as payback, his eyes never looking away from him as he pulls off and licks his tongue flat up the underside of the popsicle.

Jesus Christ, this is so hot. Ian can't help but play along - joins in and runs the juicy red tip all along his chilled tongue. "So fuckin' sloppy..." It's too much. He's too hard. He's way too into this, what started off as just a bit of fun now spiralled into something nasty and playful and- "C'mere," he gives in, pulling the popsicle away and helping Mickey to his feet so he can get in real close - immediately lick over his cherry-sweet lips and right into his mouth.

Micky groans. Melts. Is so pliant in Ian's arms and letting him do fucking anything, his breath hot as Ian sucks on his perfectly chilled tongue.

Ian won't remember setting the popsicle down. But when they come out of the bedroom later, it'll be nothing more than a sticky red puddle on the counter, dangerously close to Mickey's shorts.

[ send me a smutty one-liner ]

[lucysgraybird]

pairing: billy the kid x lucy gray baird

warnings: none

a/n: something silly i wrote a bit ago for my first post :)

"You writin' something new?” Billy asks, dropping a kiss on Lucy Gray's head as he walks in. He smells dusty, like hay and leather and sweat.

"Just messin’ around," she says, and looks up from her guitar. "Hat off in the house, honey."

With a smile and a glint in his eye, he doffs his hat to her, playing for a moment at a polite society neither of them have ever been privy to. Lucy Gray grins and curtseys to him as well as she can sitting with a guitar in her lap. It amounts to nothing more than a crossing of the ankles and a bowed head, but it's enough for their game of pretend to go sailing out the window as Billy places the hat on her head and goes scurrying off to the kitchen, his laugh echoing through the small house.

"Oh!" Lucy Gray shouts, because the brim has fallen over her eyes.

She knocks it back and goes chasing after her cowboy. Almost certain that she heard him laughing in the kitchen, she starts there, but it's empty.

"Billy?" She peers into the adjoining rooms, watching the shadows for any movement. It's not easy for him to hide, tall as he is, but he manages it. "Billy, come out or I'm going to keep your hat. I think it looks better on me."

Silence for a moment, then in a blink she's being whisked into an embrace by some unseen hand. Big blue eyes stare down at her, bright as the morning sky.

"I thought there were no hats in the house," Billy teases, flicking the leather brim.

Lucy Gray gasps in mock-offence. "Well, maybe I'm changin’ the rule for me."

"Just for you, huh?"

"Maybe!"

He dips down to kiss her, long and slow and deep. At some point the hat falls off her head and he catches it against her back without missing a beat. When he pulls away, she is, like always, breathless.

With a final peck to the corner of her mouth, he says, "Looks like the rule will stand for everyone," and sets his hat on the sideboard they built together when they moved in.

Something in Lucy Gray's chest soars, a warmth to rival the setting summer sun. It's so silly and simple, but the way he can draw joy out of her – the way it seems to be his one goal, actually – is what she always imagined romance to be. She's had a couple failures, because who hasn't, but one astounding success is more than most will ever get and hers, in her opinion, makes every misstep worth it.

[sillylovesongsfest]

Silly Love Songs Fest Masterlist

To see all of the submissions on the blog click here.

Here is the list of submissions:

Summer's Coming Soon by @kwiwrites :

Regulus/James. Rated: G. "Sometimes, Regulus sits in his cottage and watches the windows and the summer storms whipping through the countryside, wet with electricity, taste like James." Song: My Dear by Katzenjammer.

it beats me black and blue (but it fucks me so good) by @effiepotterisamilf :

Draco/Harry. Rated: E. "Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are rivals in the ring despite their feelings for each other." Song: Love On The Brain by Rihanna.

Till Forever Falls Apart by @courfee :

Les Mis art. Song: Till Forever Falls Apart by Ashe and FINNEAS.

Pierre by @otrtbs :

James/Barty. Rated: T. "jarty croucher | t | 4.1k | slightly sexual themes and recreational drug use." Song: Pierre by Ryn Weaver.

you can have this heart to break by @anouri :

Remus/Sirius. Rated: M. “...due to the affliction that is him being a moth and Sirius being a flame, Remus slips up almost incessantly, looking at him without permitting himself to look.” Song: So It Goes by Billy Joel.

Till Forever Falls Apart pt. 2 by @courfee :

Sirius & James Art. Song: Till Forever Falls Apart by Ashe and FINNEAS.

thrown right at me by @ryder-the-writer :

Remus/Sirius. "wolfstar, serenading your lover by the light of the stars, seaside cottage, 1.3k." Song: Thrown Right At Me by the tallest man on earth.

like real people do by @rottencranberry :

Original work. "a slightly suggestive fragment of the maiden neera she/her and her resurrected, insatiable lover vritra they/them." Song: Like Real People Do by Hozier.

Sweet Dreams, TN by @pretentiouswreckingball :

Draco/Harry. Rating: E. "Draco has a septum piercing. Harry doesn’t know what to do about that (yes, he does)." Song: Sweet Dreams, TN by The Last Shadow Puppets.

love my way by @messrsage :

Regulus/James. Rated: E. "James Potter is an up and coming, charming politician trying to make the world a better place. Regulus Black is an ambitious, coldhearted staffer who will do anything (and anyone) to get ahead. This is their story." Song: Love My Way by The Psychedelic Furs.

All that's ahead of us by @frank-lilac :

Draco/Harry. Rating: T. "Draco has been unable to move on from Harry even though he was the one to end things ten years ago. Given the chance to see Harry again, will Draco take it?" Song: Surplus by Spectre Jones.

My Favourite Fish by @whorerific :

Percy/Oliver. Rating: G. "The story of how a heat wave, a broken refrigerator, and an endangered species of fish bring two neighbors together." Song: My Favorite Fish by Gus Dapperton.

Thank you so much to each and every person who contributed to this fest! I'm so grateful that you all chose to participate and I hope you all check out each other's works because they're all amazing! Thank you for making Valentine's Day a lovely day.

xx

[starkstruck27]

My fifth fill for @harringrovesummerbingo!! Prompt + Space: Blowing Dandelions, C2 Title: To Order Happy Meals for Two Major Tags: None Rating: General Word Count: 1990 words Additional Tags: Summer, Injury recovery, Mind control aftermath & recovery, Picnics, Sweet, Newfound love, Insecurity, Relationship insecurity, Protective Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington is a sweetheart, Billy Hargrove lives, Billy Hargrove is a sweetheart Summary: After the incident at Starcourt, it feels like summer flew by without anything good happening. Now there's only one week left before school starts up, and a still fragile Billy Hargrove will have to go back for his senior year. Steve wants to make sure the week they have left is a good one, but after nearly losing Billy, he's not sure he knows how to do that, nor how to make sure their fairly new relationship will be able to survive the things they've both been through. Also on: Ao3

The sun was halfway set over the once again sleepy town of Hawkins, Indiana as two boys walked together through its fields at the edge of town. The late summer breeze that blew through the hilly landscape was a welcome combatant to the humid heat that still plagued the air, even as the season was coming to an end. Summer was almost over, and yet, for these two, it felt like it had barely even started. 

Granted, most of that was due to the fact that the majority of their vacation was spent either at work or, after the incident, in the hospital, but still, summer never did feel the same once they’d hit high school, and now they were determined to make the most out of the week they had left before Steve had to get a new job and Billy had to go back and start his senior year. 

But of course there were restrictions. Billy had almost died, in fact he did on the way to the hospital and had to be revived upon arrival. And he was still recovering after having his chest opened up and his organs impaled. His doctors were requiring him to do so much physical therapy that he was often too tired to do much of anything, and it’s not like they could go on a trip or even to the local theme park with his delicate condition. Still, they made the best of it, doing the few things they could and just enjoying each other’s company. 

It was never gonna be like it was before the incident. How could it be? They started as rivals, then enemies, then, after a shared smoke and a serious talk in January while waiting for their respective kids to leave the stupid middle school dance, friends with benefits. It stopped being just that sometime around March, and by April, they privately called themselves lovers. 

As far as anyone else knew, they tolerated each other, but that was the extent of it. Nobody knew the truth, and nobody would, not until they were ready, and that was going to be a while. But on those nights when they were able to meet up, just them, and watch I Love Lucy re-runs on Steve’s couch or climb up on the roof of the dugout at the school’s baseball field to talk and kiss until morning came… There was no audience, they were just them, and it was wonderful. It felt so right. Until the sun rose again, and they had to pretend they weren’t aching for the other’s touch, the exchange of some silly, lovesick words, and a look of affection rather than one of indifference. 

By June they had it down to a science, how to make it seem like they couldn’t care less about the other, and they played their parts well. Until the very end of the month, when Billy confided in Steve that there was something wrong. He didn’t know what, exactly, but something just wasn’t right. And Steve had figured it out too late, had been too slow in putting the pieces together with the whole Russian thing with Robin and Dustin and by the time they’d figured out it was all connected, it was too late. Billy, for the most part, was gone, and Steve couldn’t save him, not without letting him destroy himself first. Neither of them was exactly happy about that, but it was their only hope.

It took a couple of weeks on life support until the doctors were able to get all his organs either replaced or functioning again, and another few days until Billy was fully awake and coherent. El had confirmed that the Mindflayer was gone, at least from Billy, and then the healing started. 

It had been a rough road. He had a lot of scars, both physical and mental, but the physical ones would heal in time, and the mental ones were being dealt with as well thanks to Dr. Owens. Billy would have to practice a lot of things, and it would be at least a year before he could even think about going back to weightlifting, but he had a second chance at life, and that was what was important.

Still, learning to write again without his hands shaking was a bit harrowing, and it took two weeks of physical therapy for him to be strong enough to try walking on his own again. Luckily, most of the damage was to muscle, his spine had been grazed and, by some miracle, his spinal cord had been missed completely, so there wasn’t going to be much long-term damage, and the doctors hoped that, in time, with treatment, Billy would be able to fully recover. 

But by the time they knew all this, there was only a week left of the summer, and they had limited ways to make the most of it. 

That’s why Steve had planned this, a little surprise to get Billy out of the sterile white rooms and get himself out of his own head. He’d been feeling so guilty for everything since the incident, both because he couldn’t prevent it, but also because he couldn’t do anything to make it better. He couldn’t even be there by Billy’s side through everything, what with visiting hours at the hospital being so strict, and the lack of a good excuse for how he could get around those rules. Billy tried to assure him that he didn’t have to feel guilty, but Steve just couldn’t shake it. But, he figured, he might be able to start if he were able to salvage their last week of summer. 

The first day, they hadn’t done anything. They simply stayed at Steve’s house, sitting and watching TV and eating the healthiest kind of takeout they could find in the phone book. The next day they invited Max over, and the three of them played board games on the back patio before getting ice cream from the truck that came through the neighborhood that day. The next day they went shopping, which proved to be more strenuous than they had anticipated, so the following day they just sat around and did nothing again. The day after that it rained, so they went to the movies. They planned on staying in tomorrow and just relaxing while Billy prepared to go back to school and Steve prepared for a job hunt, and that meant they only had one more day to have fun before their summer was over. 

It was a cheesy idea, but one Steve knew Billy would appreciate nonetheless, and that alone made him put one foot in front of the other as he helped Billy up the hill to the little spot he’d set up earlier. Billy was starting to get winded a few steps in, but Steve was patient, stopping when they needed to and even offering to carry Billy if he’d like, but he refused. It took almost an hour to get to the spot, but once they got there, Billy had to admit, it was worth it. The sky was still blue, but it was getting close to the golden hour, and they were both looking forward to seeing the entire town glowing from their incredible vantage point. 

It was sure to be a lovely sight, but not nearly as lovely as the one they were now a part of. Steve had set out a blanket in the middle of a field of dandelions and wildflowers, and though there were no candles and wine and fancy cheese boards, he figured fireflies and water bottles and happy meals would be more than fine for the both of them. Of course, he was right. 

“You’ve been waiting on me hand and foot since I got out of the hospital, when did you have time to plan this?” Billy asked as he saw the scene in front of him. He’d never been much of a romantic, but this simple gesture was making his heart swell up. Nobody had ever done anything so nice for him before. 

“I’ve been plotting since you were getting your balance back. I wanted to do something special to end it since we didn’t get to have much of a summer,” Steve replied, making sure Billy was steady as they went to sit down. “And I know the doctor said to watch your sodium intake, but I’m calling this a special occasion, so we can cheat just this once.”

“You’re a bad influence, Harrington,” Billy teased, laughing until it turned into a wheeze, then a cough. Steve wanted to do something, say something, but he knew Billy would just tell him to back off, so he kept his mouth shut. Billy hated being pitied, and if Steve kept hovering over every little thing, pretty soon he’d get sick of it, and neither one of them wanted to know what might happen if Billy were to snap.

“I’m fine,” he finally said as he (barely) got his breath, clearing his throat and drinking some water before giving a small smile to try and calm Steve’s nerves. He really worried too much, but Billy didn’t mind reassuring him. 

“I know you are. I wouldn’t have brought you here if I didn’t think you could handle it, but you know I worry,” Steve said, picking a dandelion and twirling the stem gently between his fingers. “I came so close to losing you that now I can’t stop imagining all the ways I still could, and I want to make sure none of them happen.”

“I know how you feel. I do the same thing all the time. You don’t know how scared I was when I woke up after all the surgeries and thought that I had dreamt up everything from January on. I only realized it had all actually happened when you came to see me later that day,” Billy said, picking his own dandelion a few seconds later and smiling. “But hey, we’re still here, and we’re not going out for a long time, neither one of us.”

“You seem awfully confident about that,” Steve smiled back, and Billy shrugged.

“Well I’m not planning on going anywhere, are you?” He asked, leaning over and using his dandelion’s soft tuft to tickle under Steve’s nose. Steve swatted his hand away, suppressing a sneeze before smiling wider and saying, “Not at all.”

“Good,” Billy said, sitting up a little more and taking a deep breath. Then, he blew on the tuft of his dandelion, and even though he was starting to sputter a bit by the time the last seed was off, he had managed to get it all in one go.

“Wow, I didn’t know if I would actually be able to do that,” Billy mumbled, trying to recapture his breath, but it seemed to be coming easier now. 

“Did you make a wish?” Steve asked, and Billy nodded. “What did you wish for?”

“I can’t tell you, or else it won’t come true,” he said, flicking the stem away.

“That’s a myth,” Steve said.

“So is making wishes on dandelions in the first place, but I’d rather play it safe. I really want this wish to come true,” Billy shrugged again, smiling out at the view.

“I guess you’re right,” Steve said, then sat quietly for a minute before blowing his own dandelion tuft. He made his wish, that he and Billy would both be okay, and that they’d be okay together for as long as the world would allow, and then threw the stem away, and he smiled as he finally got hungry enough to open the food he’d brought with him. 

Things just seemed better then, as if the air was easier to breathe, and as they ate and talked and enjoyed their last night of summer, Steve couldn’t help but wonder if they’d wished for the same thing.

[random-senpai]

Y'know I joked about Fuuko getting a harem this timeloop but the more I think about it the more I think it's actually plausible. Tozuka loves to explore different genres in Undead Unluck. And with the popularity of the Harem genre he could easily play around with it. Fuuko and Andy's meeting was a twist on the classic "fateful encounter" in Shoujo manga where the female protagonist accidentally bumps into the male lead. So what if Andy's return is finding out that this time he has love rivals?

With most people he wouldn't have to worry because thanks to Fuuko riding arc she's unable to age so not many people would be able to be with her long term, but the people she's been getting vibes this loop with are able to be with her thanks to their negation abilities. With her completely changing the trajectory of their lives.

Feng - Unfade literally prevents him from aging and keeps him at his physical prime since it manifested earlier this loop. Thanks to Fuuko beating his ass he hasn't killed in decades and has grown embrace his role as a father (in a tsun way) instead of the messed up relationship he had with Shen the last loop.

Gina - Unchange prevents things from changing. In the previous loop she used it to make an unchanging shell of makeup to hide her age, but with the emphasis of growth of abilities this loop she might be able to prevent her cells from aging by making her own body "Unchanging". This loop instead of lamenting her role as a member of Union, she takes incredible pride in it. She's Fuuko's right hand woman, her closest confidant, her silly rabbit.

Billy - Unfair has changed massively this loop and is the most broken thing ever. Thanks to Fuuko he's taken a much more healthier outlook on life and allows him to express his true kind nature without being so self sacrificing. All he has to do is adknowledge one's strength and it lets him copy their ability. He can copy Andy's Undead without the convoluted backstab this loop, can copy Unfade whenever, and has already been shown to have copied Unchange this loop.

Hell they're even built like Otome Game routes

Andy is the fun flirty one that never really means anything at first and changes when he actually gets serious. Has (or had depending on when he comes back) the most screentime and is obviously the main route.

Feng is the tsundere that's reluctant to admit how he truly feel. Who also never leaves the MC alone and makes excuses instead of admitting his real emotions.

Gina is the bestie gal pal. She supports the MC no matter what and is the go to for infro. But she also has feelings deeper than just a friend and is the sole (barely hidden) Yuri route in the game.

Billy is the funny aloof older man (in concept. Fuuko is waaaay older than him this loop). He jokes around and acts like a dummy, but hides a tragic past and huge amounts of trauma behind his easy smile. Comes complete with the dead wife that 80% of rare Ossan options in otomes have.

I'm gonna throw this out there, but I think that when Fuuko gets to Unruin and saves him from his tragedy this loop, he's going to become obsessed with her and worship her like he worshiped God in the previous one. Maybe being like a messed up Yandere secret route.

So yeah good luck Andy. You're gonna need it when you come back to your girl.

[animelovermurillo]

Decided to create my own Storm Hawks Character. Enjoy. Btw this is my oc so don’t try to steal it.

[Bio]

Name: Luna

Nickname: Princess, Wacko Luna, Daring Luna, Lu, Rebellious Right-Hand Woman, Miss Crazy, and Lady of the Moon

Species: Human

Gender: Female

Skin Tone: Almond

Hair: Electric Blue

Eyes: Light Gray

Personality: Luna is the Sweetest girl in Atmosia that practically the boys fell head over heels for her, Luna is caring and enjoys helping out with those in need. But behind every smile, hides a troublemaking kids who loves to rebel against her father’s wishes, Luna is to be a lady in waiting but she prefers to go in an adventure and explore the world. She’s adventurous, daring, and even crazy when someone calls her a “pipsqueak.” But despite being rebellious, she can also have a soft side when she rebels too much to the point she feels guilty for being too aggressive or daring.

Homeworld: Terra Atmosia & Terra Celestial [Narrator: I made this one up]

Likes: Rebel, Crystals, Reading, Star Gazing, Ribbon Dancing, Music, Tea, and Nature

Dislikes: Cold, Laying Low, Hiding, and being called “Pipsqueak”

Background: Luna lived in Terra Celestial when she was little, during that time her Mom was a Sky Knight and meet Ace. At the time, she learned from her parents that when she turns sixteen she would be married to him, making Luna curious about marriage until Ace explained it to her. Afterwards, Luna was excited to have a wedding to remember. Until one unfortunate event where Luna father finds out about Ace turning against the Storm Hawks and swearing his loyalty to Cyclonia, Luna didn’t know that the Ace she knew was bad. Her father told her they had to leave and took her away from Terra Celestial until her mother went to go grab the scroll before it was too late. From there she never returned and Moonlight told Deimos to leave and never return, making Luna confused until her father fed her some tea that would soon make her forget about the arranged marriage and Dark Ace. When they arrived at Atmosia, they soon started a new life and Luna father heard the news that her mother didn’t make it. They had their funeral at Atmosia as Luna promised her mother that she will chase her dreams, unfortunately for Luna her father wants her to be a “Lady in Waiting” so that she could be married and start her own life. But pretty soon, a new squadron called “Storm Hawks” will soon change Luna’s life, including being adopted by squad Medic.

Family:

- Deimos [Father]

- Marietta [Mother]

- Moonlight [Grandmother]

- Hilal [Grandfather]

- Oberon [Uncle]

- Celenia [Aunt]

- Scorpio [Cousin]

Best Friends: Aerrow, Piper, Finn, Junko, Stork, Radarr, Mags, and Starling

Friends: Dove, Suzy Lu, Billy Rex, Davey Digger, Bobby Bones, Tritonn, Burner, Blister, and Harrier

Love Interest: Finn and Stork

Enemy: Master Cyclonis, Ravess, Dark Ace, and Snipe

Rival: Ravess

Weapons:

- Energy Crystal Whip

- Hammer Guitar

- Bombs: Glitter Bombs, Smoke Bombs, Flash Bombs, Paint Bombs, Stink Bombs, and etc

Skills:

- Melee combat

- Ribbon Dancing

- Gravity Manipulation

- Moonblast

Voice Actor: Cherami Leigh

Quotes: “You can’t expect something to happen for you to succeed, you have to just go with the flow”

Trivia:

- Luna is notorious for rebelling against her fathers wishes, she rather go on an adventure than be a lady in waiting

- Luna is very good friends with Aerrow and his friends, including giving attention to Radarr

- Luna despises the name “Pipsqueak” so much that when anyone calls her that she goes on a rampage and attacks, making her the fearsome girl

- Luna whip is designed perfectly for her bases on her ribbon dancing skills, making her quick and flexible in battle

- Luna fighting style is similar to “Mitsuri Kanroji from Demon Slayers” based on her weapon

- Luna ideal guy is someone silly & relatable [wink, wink]

- Luna knows how to play the guitar

- Luna was born under the full moon, naming her after the goddess in heaven and of the full moon

- Luna can speak Spanish

- Luna taught herself how to ride a Skimmer, when she remembered how her uncle explained to her what everything does when she was young

- Luna secretly wishes to find her “True Love”

Theme: Say Yes by Loco & Punch [Nightcore]

Battle Theme: Guide My Way (Red Like Roses - Part III)

[eggs-can-draw]

I love V3 as a concept, but shooting canon out back for a meta commentary for a long standing series was.... Honestly a mid ending.

Not to mention as an entry, it highlights a Lot of the issues prevalent throughout the series in terms of incest (poorly handled in every attempt), racism (making darker skinned characters have violence related ultimates or butchering their cultures), homophobia (gesturing vaguely to every canonical gay relationship), transphobia (look at how they handled Chihiro), and thinly veiled WW2 Apologism/Outright Antisemitism (Kiyo's design, Kokichi's splash art, The Board Of Global Controllers Thing Byakuya References, and Kirumi's entire last name and deal being a reference to The War Criminal Prime Minister of Japan, etc.)

Fortunately, because Chunsoft Fucked Up as per usual, my city now. My silly billies and my redesigns and rehashes.

Oh yeah they definitely Fucked Up but like. Would it be danganronpa if there wasn’t at least one bit where you gotta look away and pretend you aren’t associated. Cmon. Listen. Every game has that several aspects we pretend isn’t real. And then a localization that walks in and makes some of the bad stuff worse (I am looking Angie Yonaga and her already questionable writing in the eyes.)

I unno in a Lot of ways I feel like Dr fans will hammer on V3’s misgivings a lot more than the other games (barring udg cause you need to be a specific level of strong willed to have udg be one of your favorites)

Like. I unno. I think chunsoft is just shitty I’ll be real. I like a thing they made but I don’t like a lot of the choices made within it or what they imply about the people making those choices.

It’s midnight im probably not getting my point across correctly but I think the vibe of v3’s ending went incredibly hard, and the way it repaints the entire game before it rivals the strength of sdr2’s ending in my opinion.

V3 is a Lot of REALLY good concepts that have to coexist with some REALLY bad execution or ideas alongside it, but that’s ALWAYS been Dr.

[itsbrucey]

Okokoko SOOO! Bigtop Burger!! I need to make a sona for it stat

Uhh i love Penny!! She’s so amazing and I love her character design so much (which isn’t to say much since i love ALL of their designs) The fact that we got actual lore in the last episode was like augdhdjdjjd STEVE!! What did he dooo i thought he was just silly

Also the fact the Cats musical was made before humans- that is terrifying to me/hj

Billie and Frances should kiss actually and i need to draw them all oh my goddd

THE MUSIC THE ANIMATION 100% like i usually skip the credits but everytime i just listened to it since the intro and outro music is the best music ever actually

(also Steve and Caesar as a ship was like haha funny and now its slowly becoming engraved in my mind) Also also also caesar’s voice sounding like he’s screaming in an empty room is music to my ears actually- when is the next episode i need more of the sillies/j

[On the topic of sweetooth i hope you have a good time!! And once you’ve started watching i would love to hear your thoughts!!]

PENNY. IS MY EVERYTHING. SHE'S THE BRUCEY CHARACTER OF ALL TIME..

also yeah the fucking Steve lore out of left field was insane,, in Zomburger's theme/Down you get some good Cesare lore but it was also the first hints of Steve ( referencing the fact he came out of the center of the earth) and then Up just BLINDSIDES YOU. AND THE CATS BIT FROM STOVE BECOMING ACTUALLY LORE RELEVANT??? I have no idea if it was planned from the beginning or if Worthi just found a way to work it in so seamlessly but I still can't get over how phenomenal it was.

Cesare's VA is Chris Fleming btw. Like you probably already saw but that's why Cesare's performance is so. Like That. Y'know. Just insane balls to the wall line delivery and quips and it's so GOOD ( I really like that you can hear the audio quality difference tbh..... Like it's cool + obvious it's an indie production )

AND YES. BILLIE AND FRANCIS ARE SO. GIRLFRIENDBOYFRIENDSINLOVE 100%. I absolutely adore them and I don't think the show is going for romance tonally but the way they interact....gay people. Steve and Cesare are also very Gay People and I'll stand by this. Oh, you're rivals? And operate opposite themed foodtrucks? And also are bitter rivals because one is a clown and the other is a zombie? AND ONE OF YOU IS ASSIGNED TO WATCH AND HUNT THE OTHER?? alright guys.....just kiss.

Also fun fact that you probably saw. Alex Hirsch of Gravity Falls Fame. Voiced Munkustrap aka The Guy Who Exiled Steve and I FREAKED OUT. LIKE WHAT'S HE DOING HERE????? ( as if Lindsay and Alex Small-Butera and Sungwon Cho aren't also animation icons as well LMAO )

[thebahwrites]

OOOO OOO OOOO tell me your thoughts about that silly rabbit hangman

i love u sm thank u for validating me and my need to rant 🤝❤️

an ask game ft niche questions i don’t see v often (send me a character)

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin (More under the cut so I don't bother anyone <3)

a song that reminds me of them Gonna pick one that isn't on Powell's list cause come on: Bad Guy - Billie Eilish I'm that bad type Make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad tight Might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy, duh I just think it's funny to think about how both fanon/canon makes Hangman the main antag/the "villain" and he kinda does it himself as a character but mostly cause he's an asshole.

what they smell like Expensive. My mans be using Dior's Sauvage body wash and cologne (kinda pine-y/fresh) and/or Tom Ford's Tobacco Vanille, also of cigarettes, bourbon & jet fuel. Do you know how much jet fuel STICKS to things? Hangman strikes me as the kind of bitch who has a couple scents he sticks by, they're good and expensive and also signature for him. Also yes I am very, very anal about scents so have this.

an otp If I answer Hangster is anyone gonna be surprised? No? Good. I just think it's the same appeal as Iceman/Maverick, okay, they're rivals, they're enemies, they're bitter but still in love exes, don't come for meeeee.

a notp Hannix, look, I don't ship-shame or anything, it just reads comphet to me, doesn't do it for me, I'm SORRY. I think they'd be great frenemies tho.

favorite platonic/familial relationships Coyote/Hangman is also one of my ships so this is hard because they can also be the best bros ever and it's #1 in my heart but also even though we have a total of zero (0) canon interactions I know in my heart of hearts Ice and Jake would've been great together in this essay--

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with (concern emoji.jpg) Please no one come at me for this but the general fanon that Hangman is actually uhhhhh 'soft' inside? How do I explain this but basically this notion that whatever traumas/hidden reasonings he has needs to be broken down and he's actually, like, nice? I don't vibe with it. And that's coming from the author of give your heart a break lol I just think there's space to 'there can be real depth to this character' to coexist with 'he's also a huge bitch'. 'Bitch™️ as a personality trait' if you get what I mean? I say this with the utmost love, I am a huge bitch and I don't think I am a bad person, an asshole at times but not a bad person and that's how I personally see the character. ANYWAYS, THAT'S MY PERSONAL TAKE, NO ONE @ ME. (another smaller one is that he's not a good/decent team player because canonically that's disproven he has a point in the things he's done BUT I DIGRESS I'll ramble if I start, goodbye!)

the position they sleep in Weird ones, you know when you look at someone and goes 'that can't possibly be comfortable?', those. And he drools.

a crossover au i’d love to see them in PACIFIC RIM WHEN. MY PACIFIC RIM AU WITH MY SPECIFIC HEADCANONS WHEN-- I'm kidding... mostly. But also 'In The Flesh' which is probably something only I wanna see.

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn Listen, he looks good in the flight suit, what can I say, I like a man in uniform. I'm not immune to [Hangman] in his [flight suit].

[shadowredfeline]

Four in One Post

For Buggy and Huggy in Gundam Mech attire.

Looks really cool. I bet Buggy sure is practicing his aiming skills anytime he fights the war. And for Huggy, she's holding a kickity kickball, this game will make things easier for the game, especially if someone is going to play a soccer round in a mech suit. Kinda like using a vehicle in Rocket league.

For Bryan's On this Day Post

I remember seeing one of those Video Nows when I was a kid. And I even saw one at a Goodwill store once. Normally the original Video Now does it in Black and White, but with Video Now XP, they have it in Color. But normally I do not own a Video Now like Original and XP. But I do remember as a kid using a GBA Video cartridge which lets you watch shows on your GBA. My sister and I used one like we got two Video Cartridges. We have the Strawberry Shortcake one which only has 2 episodes from the first season like Meet Strawberry Shortcake and Springtime in Strawberry Land. And we got a Cartoon Network collection Volume One which only has 4 episodes from each Cartoon, like Dexter's Lab: Dexter's Rival, Ed Edd n Eddy: Oath to an Ed, Billy and Mandy in Billy and the Bully, and a Johnny Bravo episode which I forgot the name of the episode, it's where Johnny goes to the beach and gets in love with a woman until he gets connected to a Shark and starts surfing to win the girl until the girl got back with the men he broke up with. And Johnny is now connected with the Shark which that episode is kinda silly. But Game Boy Advance Video brought me so many memories. Even though the sound quality is a little blurry but I can still listen to the sound fine.

For my P-Pal's on this Day Post

I remember her. Back when I used to watch Happy Tree Friends, I saw Lumpy looking at a poster where it shows a contest of New Characters that are gonna be in the videos. And Lammy won so they got her with Mr. Pickles. But I wasn't a fan of the Pickle because he acts out of control murdering someone for no reason. That's why they made the episode called Bit of a Pickle.

And finally a Response to my P-Pal

Yeah I thought these Pizza Parlors were really good. Especially Peter Piper's. And I like your choice that you would like Bacon as toppings because I like Bacon on my pizza as well as for Ham and Sausages and pepperoni on my Pizza. It's just that I'm a big meat person when it comes to having pizza. And I bet it would be nice if we could split the halves of the pizza. Saying I get four and you get four. Otherwise we can have our OCs learn a little bit of fractions and even if Maxwell wants Pizza as well.

[lyriakisser]

AUGHHHHHHHHHHH THE SILLY BILLY CUTEST AND MOST STUPID GUY EVER!!!!!!!!! <33333 OK SO the boy lives in postwick i think it's called? w the protagonist! and his brother is none other than the fucking champion of the region leon!! wow hop u sure were lucky. ANYWAYS he's this super hype guy who loves having fun AND he wants to be the next champion SOSOSO BAD it's crazy. also he loves leon bc yk. he's the champion. who doesn't love the champion <- me AHEM SO u enter the gym challenge and ur rivals and yk how that goes bla bla bla OK SO when u've collected three gym medals smth TERRIBLE happens. u see um........ i uh........ yk so um uhhhhhh............... SIGHS FINE when the protagonist and hop and on their way to the next gym thru the wild area aka place a lots of pokemon um. sighs i/bede appear and um. ummmm uhhhhhhh well u see...... i ask hop for a battle and we battle and when the protagonist reaches the entrance of the next city i appear again....... UM YEAH THAT'S EVERYTHING U NEED TO KNOW AHAHAHA *slaps myself* so since i'm a fucking horrible person hop loses the battle and i tell him he's so weak that no one will think leon is strong. and this gives hop depression for the. rest of the game!! uh yeah ummmmm i wanna kill myself rn um ANYWAYS the guy changed his team WAYYYYYY too much and then he comes back to his main team and he seems to be ok again! kind of? idk sdkjfgkj BUT OFC as a rival he's fated to not become champion. fuck pokemon SO he seems chill abt it BUT THEN after the game ends u have the posgame!! in which two weird guys start dynamaxing pokemon in the gyms bc. idk they want to jdshksd AND OUR DEAR HOP OS DEPRESSED AGAIN BC HE FEELS HE'S NOT STRONG ENOUGH D: the poor guy man...... SO UM u go thru the region defeating those pokemon w him AND piers who's there bc. yes. i love that guy did u know that OH RIGHT me and hop even have an encounter bc yk. i'm a gym leader now dhfksd and we're pretty chill? huh that's weird....... starts having thoughts abt bedehop ANYWAY in the end protagonist and hop catch a fucking legendary and u battle once more AND THEN the new professor pokemon comes and i don't exactly remember what happens but he becomes professor assitant isn't that cool!! yes ofc it is <3 AND SO hop never had depression EVER AGAIN AND TOTALLY NOT BC OF ME <3333 anyways this was long huh. i love hop what can i say

OH RIGHT INFO ABT THE BOY!!!!!!!!!! he's so silly isn't he i love him sm <333 AND UM YEAH I'LL DO ME LATER BC RN I HAVE TO DO MATH KLFHLKAHKFLAGLKALKLKAGFLA

ohmygod he is just like me fr............. ALSO GOOD AS HELL ANALYSIS YOU DID SO WELL HAVE A MEDAL❤️