#ooc: I feel you. Not a lot of William gifs

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this dance | ellie williams

🎟️ - OVERVIEW : it wasn't ellie's fault she was basically in love with the queen's daughter (aka: The Princess of Zypher). however, as her highness's personal knight, ellie herself would never be allowed to make a move on her feelings. when the neighboring Kingdom of Peace shows, will Ellie accept a dance with Princess y/n?

🎬 - PAIRING : knight!ellie williams x softie!princess!female reader

📼 - WARNINGS : possible ooc ellie, homophobia is not a thing, kissing, religious use of 'your highness' and 'princess', fluff, inexperienced ellie, kinda sub ellie idrk,

🎧 - K.J.'S PLAYLIST : die for you by the weeknd, juliet by cavetown, bad idea! by girl in red, girls by girl in red

📓 - K.J.'S DIARY SAYS... first ellie williams thing, be nice pretty please

"Your highness," Ellie greeted stiffly. The sight of Zypher's future queen in a just-barely opaque light pink dress that fell just below her kneecaps was enough to make Ellie salivate.

"My favorite guard! Good morning, Ellie. When did your shift start? Pardon my forgetfulness, my timetable has been jam-packed since the first full moon of the month." y/n's light, conversational tone was genuine. Ellie had been watching over the Princess for years and new when she had her professional face on.

Ellie swallowed, falling one step behind y/n's right side. "Don't trouble yourself with the shifts, Your Highness, for they are incredibly confusing." Ellie knew it wasn't right to be conversing with her charge, but Ellie religiously followed the rule 'only speak when spoken to', and there was no way she'd break that, especially when y/n was the one asking tge questions.

"I see," y/n nodded.

On the way to the dining eoom, Ellie took this time to gather her thoughts and admire the princess. Her dress had maybe three or four thin layers of the same shade of light pink the Queendom of Love was known for. Both of the current queens were quite fond of light colors and because every couple is known for the favorite color and motto, light pink was the Kingdom Color. The bottom of the dress flared out the tiniest bit- something Ellie smiled about.

Princess y/n wasn't known for gravitating to long, puffy dresses. She really only wore the bigger dresses to important ceremonies or celebrations.

"What do you think about the upcoming ball tonight?" y/n asked, starting her way down a staircase.

Ellie hummed. "So long as you are content with these plans, I am happy." In truth, Ellie quite liked when events like these happened. Not because she got free food from the castle, no, she got to see Her Highness float around with a bright and mostly genuine smile.

"That's not what I asked," y/n mused. She stalled at the last step, lifting her hand in a manner as if she was offering herself to a dance. Ellie carefully stepped down and lifted her uncovered hand to y/n's.

Immediately pleased with y/n's happy reaction, Ellie helped y/n off the stairs. "Why thank you," y/n smiled, looking up at Ellie. "Now please tell me if you do or do not anticipate the arrival of the Kingdom of Peace? The Kings are really quite nice, in case you didn't know," y/n asked. It was true, the two married men that let the infamous Kingdom of Peace were very patient and joyful people, so there was really no reason to not want them to arrive.

However, the Kings' daughter, Princess Dina, was rumoured to have been quite taken with Princess y/n. Of course this would be good if they ever decided to marry, but Ellie couldn't help but feel a bitterness bloom in her gut because of another person liking Princess y/n.

"I am not, uh," Ellie started, nodding in greeting to one of her fellow on-shift guards. "I'm not one for dancing, I think. I never have been."

"Oh," y/n said quietly. "Do you not know how to dance or just don't like it?"

Princess y/n was a façade. The cool, calm, calculating personality was false. y/n, however, was curious and childlike. Princess y/n acted if she knew a lot, never doubting herself because that's how she was raised. y/n wanted to be proved wrong, to learn. Ellie thought it was cute how y/n would feel safe enough to be herself around Ellie.

"I was just preoccupied with different things. I was never taught, but I would probably be a horrible dancer even if I was tutored," Ellie explained, trying to keep pace with the fast-walking person in front of her.

"I see," y/n murmured. The rest of the walk was quiet.

"Are you ready, Your Highness?"

Ellie's breath lodged in her throat when y/n pulled Ellie by the arm into her quarters. "I require assistance!" y/n said, pulling Ellie down the short hallway into her room.

"Uh, where are your maids?" Ellie asked, averting her eyes to the floor. She felt bashful seeing the princess in her undergarments.

"It's nothing you haven't seen before," y/n shrugged. "I do not want advice from the maids... They try too hard to spare my feelings. But you, I know you. If I order you to, you will give me your honest answer and I need an honest answer."

Ellie nodded, still holding a staring contest with the floor. "I see. What do you need help with?"

"My eyes are not on the floor, El."

The nickname made Ellie look up and realize just how taken she was with the princess. "How can I help you, Your Highness?" Ellie asked. She felt herself sweat under her armour, knowing that she was nothing compared to the woman in front of her. y/n's hair was pulled back into a braid halo. Two pieces were pulled from their spots and curled, framing y/n's face beautifully.

"What dress should I wear?"

Stepping aside, y/n gestured to an array of gowns hung up from a rack. Ellie felt her jaw slacken at the array of fabrics and designs. y/n wanted Ellie, who had no taste in fashion, to pick out a dress for y/n to wear? At a piblic event, no less. Ellie looked back at y/n to make sure she wasn't joking. When the princess only gave a small smile, Ellie turned back and examined the dresses carefully.

Withing thirty seconds, Ellie had chosen the three dresses that would look the best.

The first one was, of course, a light pink dress that hugged tight ffom the collarbone to the waist. From there, it was a beautiful mix of a blinding white and the same light pink. It was strapless.

The second dress was a dark blue dress. It had a matching pair of gloves. The dress was also strapless, hugging tight to the wearer's breasts. An intricate bead pattern was sown from the bottom of the dress up to the lower thigh, sewn with silver beads.

The last dress. The last dress took Ellie's breath away. Ellie decided the person that picked out y/n's dress liked exposed skin because this, too, was strapless. It was a shade of viridian with matching green jewels attatched in patters. All along the bodice were patterns of jewels placed in swirls.

"I quite like the green one," Ellie murmured. She stepped forward and raised her gloveless hand as if to run a hand along the fabic. Upon realizing y/n was suddenly very close to Ellie, the latter stilled and let her hand resume its place: clasped behind Ellie's back.

"I like it too." y/n replied, watching Ellie. Ellie never let y/n close enough to see her face this close. But now y/n could count the freckles dotting Ellie's skin. Beautiful patterns made the sun made y/n smile. "Thank you for your help."

The peacefulness of the moment was shattered. Ellie nodded and looked back down. "I will be outside to take you to the ball. Night has nearly fallen, my lady." Ellie paused and looked up. "If you need anything else, I'm outside." With that, Ellie turned and left.

y/n dressed with a smile, thinking of the soft contemplative expression on Ellie's face. It almost made y/n a little dissappointed that her dress fit perfectly without needing to unzip the back- another excuse to pull Ellie back into the room.

After slipping on her heels, y/n dabbed some blush on the apples of her cheeks and swiped some dark tinted lip gloss onto her lips. y/n couldn't help but stare at herself in the mirror. She knew Ellie would never dabble in any kind of relationship with her, but it never hurt to attempt to get closer to Ellie. It wasn't like y/n didn't see the way people from all the different Kingdoms, Queendoms, and those places between but y/n didn't fancy Princess Dina or Prince Jesse the way they liked y/n. No, y/n only had eyes for Ellie.

Even if y/n's mothers had cautiously given the okay that y/n could date anyone (despite job, gender, pay roll), y/n didn't want to overstep with Ellie. Ellie was someone that had opinions and knew what to say. Ellie's a hard worker, someone that doesn't slack off and y/n didn't want to ruin the relationship that y/n had worked so hard for.

"Time to go," y/n whispered to herself. She exhaled as if to rid the anxiety from her mind and then started for the door.

Ellie's pacing was cut off abruptly as the door entering the princess's room opened. All at once, the air was sucked from Ellie's lungs.

The beautiful green dress was nothing compared to y/n, but Lord did it make her look amazing. There was a faint childlike pout to y/n's lips, something that Ellie couldn't help but smile about. There was a glint in y/n's eye, but from what Ellie could not figure out.

"May I be the first to say you look..." Ellie trailed off, searching for a word that would do y/n justice, "untouchable."

y/n laughed, even if she was slightly puzzled behind the meaning of Ellie's statement. It was a compliment, nonetheless. "I think you may be the first and only person saying that to me tonight." y/n offered Ellie her arm, and the two set off to the ballroom.

"If I may," Ellie started, helping y/n down every granite stair, "why am I the one that always escorts you to palace events? I don't mean to sound... abrasive, I just would think one of the Queens or... a partner would escort you."

y/n seemed to think about Ellie's question. "I, for one, am not courting anyone because I happen to fancy someone. As for the parent suggestion," y/n paused. "I have no idea. Maybe mama- sorry, Queen Tara just wants her own dance with Queen Jillian. It doesn't matter to me because I get there less then five minutes later."

Blinking, Ellie reeled back to y/n's first sentance. Who does y/n fancy? Is it someone Ellie knew? Why hasn't y/n made a move? Not speaking because of her status, but y/n could get anyone she wanted! Obviously Ellie wasn't expecting y/n to reciprocate Ellie's feelings, but it was still a hard medicine to swallow when y/n talked about liking someone.

"Ellie," y/n spoke. She was very close to Ellie, one hand on Ellie's upper arm and one on her lower arm. All at once, Ellie cursed very colorful words that her armour was so thick. "We're here. Are you okay? You zoned out."

The worry in y/n's tone actually made Ellie want to kiss y/n. "I'm well, my lady," Ellie murmured, eyes still locked on y/n. "Shall we go?"

"Yes of course," y/n nodded, pulling her hands from Ellie.

The enamoured knight took y/n's hand and the pair rounded the corner into the ballroom. Immediately all eyes were on Princess y/n and the knight. "Good evening," y/n greeted with a polite smile.

"Princess!" A feminine voice rang out. The crowd cleared and the visiting royalty emerged. Dina first, her dark hair pulled back into a hairstyle similar to y/n's. Princess Dina's bright smile pained Ellie.

Was Dina the one y/n held out hope for?

The two princesses embraced, Dina fawning over y/n's dress while the kings and queens made their way over. Everyone else besides Ellie went back to what they were doing before.

Ellie stood, rigid. She greeted Princess Dina's parents with a firm handshake, and fell back behind y/n. King Finland and King Derrick greeted y/n in a similar fashion as their daughter had.

The Queens smiled at each other, probably talking about the dress y/n was wearing.

"You are relieved, Williams," a familiar voice said.

Ellie nodded without looking back. When the hugs were done and over with, Ellie approached y/n and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I will be around if you need me," she said quietly. Ellie was close because the joyful music was loud. In fact, Ellie was so close, she almost fainted at the feel of being so close to y/n.

"Thank you," y/n replied back, touching Ellie's armoured forearm.

"Hello!"

Ellie turned to see y/n standing in front of Ellie expectantly. There was a devious smile on y/n's face and she swayed slightly. "Hi," Ellie greeted back.

"May I have this dance?" y/n asked. It had been many hours since y/n had arrived, and the ball was nearing the end. The music had slowed down considerably, letting the adults replace the spots on the floor their sleeping children had left.

"You know I can't dance."

y/n shrugged. "We don't have to dance... We could just sway," she proposed, waiting for an answer.

"Very well," Ellie sighed. She obediently followed y/n to a small area on the edge of the open area.

"Put your hands around my waist, El," y/n ordered, placing her hands around Ellie's neck and letting them rest on Ellie's cool to-the-touch armour.

Shyly, Ellie followed imstruction. The knight swallowed, eyes trailing from y/n's waist up her bodice to ending up looking y/n right in the eyes.

"Come closer."

Ellie scooted closer to y/n, appreciating the warmth that radiated off the princess. "Are you having fun?" Ellie asked, getting lost in y/n's eyes.

"I think I'm having a marvelous time," y/n smiled. "Thank you for doing this with me."

"Of course. So long as you're happy."

"You should know I value your happiness as much as mine," y/n scolded. Ellie couldn't help but crack a smile.

"Yes, Your Highness," Ellie groaned teasingly.

Silence reigned between the two of them after that. y/n and Ellie, lost in each other's gaze. After a long moment, y/n scooted closer. Now the two were just a hairs length apart.

"Ellie."

"My lady."

"Ellie you never asked the question I wanted you to ask," y/n murmured.

"I apologize... What question was I supposed to ask you?" Ellie was confused. Had she completely ignored something y/n had said? If so, that would probably be awkward.

"When I said I favored someone..." y/n explained slowly.

"Yes?"

"And then we arrived at the ball..."

"I don't follow?"

"You didn't ask who I fancied," y/n stated. Her eyebrows furrowed as she searched Ellie's eyes.

"Oh." Ellie said. "I see."

"Yes," y/n muttered uselessly.

"My lady?"

"Yes?"

"Who do you fancy?"

"Do you really wish to know?" y/n asked, smiling up at her guard.

Ellie scoffed playfully and rolled her eyes. "Yes," she answered. Her tone grew serious again. She felt y/n fiddle with the little baby hairs on the back of Ellie's neck. The warmth and tenderness of y/n's smaller, softer hands compared to Ellie's made Ellie want to hug y/n and squeeze her until she passed out.

"I'll give you three hints. Okay; first hint... you know her very well."

Her. Ellie almost had an aneurysm. Her. Ellie had a chance if things with y/n and her current crush didn't work out. Her.

"That's probably a little more than half the kingdom's population, My Lady," Ellie pondered.

y/n tsked. "Then that eliminates a good 40% of people anyway. I'm joking. Hint number two... she is often seen with me."

Often with her? Like, physically with y/n or in a necklace or ring or something?

"Third clue: she picked out this dress for me."

Suddenly, all movement stopped. Ellie's heart stilled in her chest. Ellie picked the dress out for y/n, but maybe not officially. Maybe it was a maid y/n was talking about. Princess y/n was known for being good friends with some of the maids. Oh. Ellie's heart dropped.

"Oh? Is it... Esmerelda? Veronica? I can't remember how many maids you've made friends with over the years," Ellie started. Her voice cracked and she had to look away from y/n's soft face. The face Ellie fell in love with.

"No, no. Not them. Would you like another hint?"

Ellie nodded, still avoiding eye contact.

"She's standing right in front of me."

Tears burned in the corners of Ellie's eyes. "If you're joking, My Lady-"

"No, no, angel," y/n cooed, wiping a tear from Ellie's face with the pad of her thumb. "Ellie I love you. I'm in love with you."

Ellie's eyes closed and she leaned forward to rest her forhead onto y/n's. Ellie's hands that were situated on the small of y/n's back brought y/n closer until the two were both practically molded into each other.

"May I kiss you, El?" y/n whispered.

Ellie pulled her head back. "You never have to ask, My Lady."

With great care, y/n cupped Ellie's cheeks and pulled her closer until their lips touched.

Ellie tasted like salt and coffee. Her lips were careful, as if she'd never been kissed before. A content sigh came from Ellie as y/n kissed Ellie more intensly.

y/n, Ellie concluded, tasted the faintest bit of alcohal. Her lips were a drug, however. A drug Ellie wanted to overdose on daily.

Finally y/n pulled away, heart melting when Ellie chased her lips. "We should talk about this tomorrow. I'm afraid I'm exhausted and Queen Jillian has already excused herself. Will you escort me to my room, Ellie?"

"Of course, Your Highness," Ellie mumbled, lips puffy. "Are you... going to say goodbye to the Kings? Princess Dina already went to bed," Ellie explained.

"No. They're having their own fun, we shan't disturb it. Let's go."

The walk to y/n's chambers was quiet. Silent, even. y/n reached for Ellie's hand, twining their fingers together.

"Will you kiss me good night?"

Ellie looked up. Here y/n's room is. "Would you like me to?"

"I wouldn't be asking if I didn't want you to," y/n replied.

In response, Ellie leaned forward and awkwardly pecked y/n on the lip. "There. More tomorrow. Good night, my lady."

y/n shook her head, laughing. "Good night, El. Sleep well!"

Ellie went to sleep on her cot thaf night with the largest smile ever seen.

fin.

whoa this kinda dog water. anyway ill edit tomorrow i just wanted to post smth even if its buttfuck 1 56 in the morning good night im tired sleep well you gay whores <3

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Thank you for joining the campaign to bring the arts to future generations, TINA COHEN-CHANG, we’re happy to have you! If you want a refresher on what to do next, feel free to look at the WELCOME CHECKLIST. Please send your account in within the next 48 hours so that you can get started.    

ooc information

NAME: B

AGE: 40+

PRONOUNS: she/her

SHIPS: Tina +chem

ANTI-SHIPS: Tina +no chem

basic ic information

NAME: Tina Paige Cohen-Chang

BIRTHDAY/ZODIAC: February 11, 1993, Aquarius. 

CURRENT OCCUPATION: Librarian at William McKinley High School for the Performing Arts, and writer.

CURRENT LOCATION: Lima, but spends summers and school breaks in NYC.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Perpetually single.

FC: Jenna Ushkowitz

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in character questions

Answer these in character, and feel free to add gifs into your answers.

1.) What did you want to do with your life when you were younger? What would the child version of yourself think about the path you paved for yourself?

To be honest, I always wanted to be a performer.  Maybe I just wanted the attention.  But I leaned that maybe that wasn’t my path; even after a part in one of Artie's films.  Attending Brown was a great experience and I spent a lot of time studying women’s history, women studies, and creative writing.  I learned to be a bit of an activist.  I wish I’d learned some of these ways to stand up for myself before college and maybe then I would have stood out more in the choir room.  

I think child me would side eye the fact that I’m a librarian.  But would find it cool that I’m a published author and would really love the books I’ve written.

2.) What is your proudest accomplishment? Don’t be afraid to  talk about what it took to achieve it and how you feel about it as well. 

My books.  I hope I’m providing representation for children that have been through the systems the way my siblings and I have.  I hope I’m providing representation for all the children who come from home that is no longer the 50s or 60s nuclear family unit.  And for someone that wanted to be a performer and wanted the attention, I’m proud of myself for writing my books under a pen name.  It’s not that hard to figure out, but it allows me normalcy day to day in the library.  

3.) If you could do anything you wanted for one whole day, what would it be and why?

I’d love to perform on stage.  Maybe join one of my more famous and talented friends, or former show choir competitors on stage and just sing and perform for the hell of it.  Some of my favorite memories as a teenager, are actually on stage.

where are they now?

Attending Brown was an amazing experience for Tina.  She started her journey by studying acting, and joining a choir and dance troupe to keep up her skills from show choir.  But it wasn’t any easier for Tina to be noticed at Brown than it was in the choir room at McKinley, even after a successful role in film of Artie's.  A class in women’s history, turned into several and an change in her program.  Tina went on to study women’s history, women’s studies, and creative writing.  She graduated with a Honors Bachelor of Arts in creative writing with a minor in women’s studies.  She continued to perform, for fun.   But with her courses, Tina also learned to be a bit of an activist and began to write for the on campus student blog and started a personal one of her own.  

It was on her personal blog, sharing her story about being adopted, the untraditional nature of her family that she got the idea to write a series of children’s books about non traditional families.  After graduating from Brown, Tina moved home to Lima to write her book.  It just so happened that WMHS needed a new librarian, and although she had zero experience, she knew the school, she knew some of the staff, and Tina found herself with a job that still encourages her to write.  

Tina has the worst luck when it comes to relationships.  While at Brown Tina was more open to many things and had a couple of short but meaningful relationships with men and women.  Although he was her ex, working with Artie on his movie was easy due to the friendship they had always maintained.  They even rekindled their former relationship for a brief time.  But while they had both grown and matured a lot, their relationship ended very amicably. She maintains several close male friendships, including her exes Artie Abrams and Mike Chang.

Potential connections: Any of the other former ND including but not limited to Sam Evans, Kitty Wilde, and Artie Abrams.  Other former students at Brown (with a romantic/sexual or platonic connection to Tina), and of course, her siblings.  

[thatoneidiotdts]

Billy Hargrove and Eddie Munson poly relationships headcannons/story idk at this point

I would say 18+ but then I would be a hypocrite so uuuhhhh 16+ ig, should it be labeled 18+? yes. but ill be a liar before a hypocrite.

A/n: hello ladies and gentlemen im officially back as it has been a full year and few days since i've posted something is here I am posting about the current crushes I have. Also make sure to comment!

Note: in some cases the reader will be either amab or afab, Reader also uses they/them pronouns in this. Ill try my best to make the reader as race neutral as possible but as a white person I might not do it in the best way so please if you see me make a mistake notify me so that I can correct it. Also reader is a hella rich person with dead parents and a giant log cabin, important to the story.

WORDCOUNT: 8.5k words /30 mins read time

WARNINGS: Bringing up past abuse, Neil himself again, bullying, blood, fights, sex, mentions of sex, Billy being a little bit ooc, emotions, breakdowns, mentions of drugs

How it started

Eddie and you have been semi dating since the summer before your fourth year. It was never anything really serious, it was more like good friends with benefits. The benefits being sometimes kissing and romantic cuddling and sex but that's it, you pay him for the last thing, he told you a million times you don't need to but you always do, because you simply can.

He did catch feelings for you but was too scared to admit them

You hoped he would pass this year but you knew all your hopes were in vain as he barely passed last year even with your help

On the first day of school you could hear a very loud car pull up somewhere in the school parking lot, probably a flashy, loud, sports car. Either a new kid joined or someone won a small lottery, you didn't care enough to look behind you.

You entered the classroom way earlier than any other student normally would and sat in your usual seat. Soon more and more students entered the classroom and filled the seats from back to front.

The bell rang a minute after the teacher entered the classroom, she started reading out all the names. She soon read out a new name, while you surely couldn't remember all the names, you were at least familiar on hearing all of them except this one.

At that someone entered the classroom, everyone looked over to see who it was, it was definitely no one you recognized. "Ah speak of the devil. Class this is our new student, would you like to introduce yourself?"

She asked and he smiled and introduced himself, William "Billy" Hargrove, moved from San Francisco and is 18 years old. You could hear all the girls melt at the sight of him, it annoyed you if you were being honest. You wouldn't deny that he wasn't handsome, but that handsome? No.

You could see the way he eyed the classroom, you could smell the fake smile on his face. Guessing from the way he dressed, he was surely a typical attention seeking bad boy, maybe someone could finally be Steve's competition.

"How interesting! There should be an extra seat next to miss/mister/mx (L/n) right over there." Of course she would sit him next to you, she expected you to help him out, like they don't teach anything in that sunny California.

After a few minutes of the class out of the corner of you eye you could see a paper being thrown on your desk. "So (L/n) huh? What's your name?"

Of course he was bored, you didn't expect anything better. You pulled out you note book from your previous year, after pulling out a paper you responded back.

"The name's (Y/n), I'll borrow you my old notebook so that you can copy it somewhere. I recommend you do. Ms. Cambell is a real devil when it comes to knowing stuff from the previous year, comes with being a chemistry teacher I guess. Don't get used to my help please, I already have enough idiots begging for it."

After putting the note in the notebook you handed it too him, the semi surprised look made it worth just a little bit. You didn't get a single note after that, he probably figured you weren't that impressed my him.

Soon the class ended and everyone gathered around his desk, asking him a million and one questions he barely have the time to answer. You could hear one of the students gasp "Is that (L/n)'s notebook?"

Oh no

Everyone looked at you with a very surprised look, god did you hate Tommy H. What a prick. "Dude what did you bribe them with? Last time I asked they didn't give me shit"

"Well I'm my defense you had time and the ability to write it down, he's the new kid so I'm cutting him some slack, you guys get enough help as it is."

Everyone groaned at your words, they knew how strict you were with your notes and other school stuff. Out of the corner of your eyes you could see Billy smirk. Smug son of a bitch, you knew he was gonna use that argument to get you too help him and you knew it will work.

After your final class was over you walked out of the school and into the parking lot, at this point you just wanted to go home, first days at school were almost always the worst, and today it seems like its the special kind of worst.

That idiotic jerk Tommy was yelling at Eddie probably for some wildly absurd thing, as you got closer you could actually make out what the idiot was saying, you should have expected it honestly. It was again about how 'demonic' dungeons and dragons was.

"Tommy I swear to whatever is playing dolls with this universe I'll never help you in spanish again if you don't let the poor guy go until he graduates"

He tried to protest you but a single look from you was enough to shut him up. You grabbed Eddie by his hand and stormed off to your car. You could feel him try to catch up to your walking pace.

"Hey you know you can slow down a bit right? your car won't run away!" he said as you continued with your fact pace. in less than a minute you reached your car.

You look him straight in the eyes, you could feel your face become warm "Do you need to be some where today?" He scratched his head in confusion "No? Why are you asking?" and then it clicked for him, his face suddenly became red, his whole body language changing. "Well why didn't you say so babe?"

He said as he got into the passenger seat, you groaned in annoyance as you got into the drivers seat, turned on the car and finally left the damn school parking lot. The road through the forest was nice, no cars in sight, no worries.

Suddenly you could feel a hand on your upper thigh, slowly going more inwards but still waiting "Color?" He asked "Green" You answered. Eddie smirked as he started to palm your sex through the fabric.

All you could do is focus on the road in front of you as best as you could, sometime you wanted to pull over and finish everything then and there but you knew he wont be all that pleased with that, you both preferred the privacy of a bedroom.

You tried your best to not let out a sound but from time to time something escaped from your mouth. Maybe you couldn't see him but you knew damn well he was enjoying himself while teasing you like this.

The drive to your place was finally over, as you parked your car the two of you quickly got out and walked over to the front doors. You didn't really worry about someone seeing you, your butlers and maids were having afternoon tea right now.

The two of you quickly walked up the grand staircase and got to your bedroom, locking the doors after yourself.

You didn't know how much time passed by now, a good while surely passed as you realized how close the sun was to the line of the horizon. You slowly got up from the bed and out of your jacket pocket pulled out a packet of cigarettes.

Your body was not surprisingly aching from the previous activities, your legs slightly shaking and your ankles and wrists sore from the rope he used.

Opening the balcony doors you put an extra pillow on your chair and sat on it, soon Eddie joined you. After he took a cigarette from you the two of you enjoyed the sunset in silence, sharing a few words here and there.

After the sun went fully down and the blue hour started you got back in and put a few hundred bucks in an envelope, you weren't paying attention of how many you put in nor did you really care. When you tried to hand it to him he quickly tried to reject it like he always does.

But after some time you got him to take it, like you always do. He started to dress himself with the clothes that were messily thrown on the floor as you plopped yourself on the freshly made bed, you knew exactly who re made it after completely wrecking you.

"If you need a drive home ask Jeremy, and please be safe" you said as he walked up to your bed and placed one final kiss on your lips and walked out off your bedroom, softly closing it after himself, you quickly fell asleep after that.

School was hell like always, the first two months were finally over and November was starting which only could mean one thing, preparations for the pre-Christmas holidays exams. This was one of the worst times of the year for you, constant begging for help and tutoring when it was obviously too late.

The semi rich kids offering to pay you, not knowing that u truly don't need the money, the popular kids promising that they'll get you into their circle, the basketball players promising you a shoutout on their next big game, it was all so annoying.

You spent so many of your lunches in one of the bathroom stalls, hoping that no one would find you here and yet they did so now you started to hide under one of the less used stairs with Eddie by your side and yet you were found again.

You almost screamed as a somewhat familiar face entered your field of view. It was Billy, he said hi to you and Eddie and sat down next to you like nothing happened. This wasn't a surprise for you, the three of you actually became friends but mostly only on the school grounds.

The three off you only went out to get food twice but you could see that he was slowly putting down the 'bad boy' mask when he was in your company, but you knew why he was here and before he could ask you something you already had an answer prepared for him.

"No I will not tutor you I have a shit tone of things too do already without counting the sheer number of people who asked for tutoring, you had your time to learn now suffer the consequences"

"I just need help with algebra and precalculus its nothing major I promise! And I can pay you." he said, if you didn't know better you would see the little smile on his face as innocent but of course you knew better. Eddie was holding back a laugh behind you.

"For the last time I don't need the money and if those things are the 'only' thing you don't know that also means that you don't know at least the last three to five lessons! It'll take me at the least 4 full hours to explain it all"

You swung your hands wildly for just a moment to emphasize how stressed out and mad you are but out of the corner of your eyes you noticed how Billy flinched, and it wasn't a small flinch at that.

You decided to not comment on it, making it seem like you didn't see it. This intrigued you, you wondered what would cause this behavior, you decided to push your luck.

After letting out a sigh you gave in "Fine, but it can't be at my place. is yours ok, today after school?" You watched as his whole body became a tense. "Ah umm are you sure we can't go to a park somewhere? I just need to drop off my sister and I'm free from then"

Eddie raised an eyebrow "It is pouring outside?" His eyes darted back an forth as he broke the eye contact, he probably forgot about it. "Ooh yeah right! I guess it's my place then..." Billy sounded a little bit like a kicked puppy right now and tried his best to play it off like nothing was wrong.

You tried not to feel bad, if your concerns were really true you could help him and his sister. it will surely be a giant breach of privacy but he might understand later on. "Alright, I'll follow you with my car to your place"

After that you handed him 10 bucks "Could you go get me some snacks from the vending machine, you can also get something for yourself" He took the money and nodded, the moment he was gone you quickly pulled out your walkie talkie from your bag.

"Kimberly are you there?? over" You hoped she would respond quickly like she always does "Right here miss/mister/mx (L/n), over" You let exhaled in relief "Could you please cancel the meetings I have on 20th and move the todays ones on that date? Over"

"Of course, do you want me to pass on some excuse for you? over" You thought for a moment before answering "No need, just tell them about the change of plans, over and out" you said as you quickly put the walkie talkie back in your bag.

Eddie looked at you with a vey confused look on his face "Isn't that the very very veeeeeryy important meeting you've been stressing over for the last month or so??"

You sighed and nodded and Eddie squealed in excitement "Someone has a cruuuush!!" Your face became flaming hot as he said that "You have a crush on him too!!" You said defensively, maybe a bit to loudly too. He didn't deny your accusation and just laughed.

Not even three minutes later Billy was back with the snacks, after he sat next to you he handed you back the change and the three off you talked and enjoyed the snack until the end of the lunch break.

The bell of the final class finally hit as everybody got up to go home, you and Billy walked out together, luckily your cars were parked right next to each other today. "Will Max be late today again?"

He groaned at the thought, he truly hated when she was late, but luckily she wasn't today. In the distance you could see the little girl on her skateboard. She quickly picked up her skate board and put it in the trunk of the car.

She smiled as she said hi to you, and of course you smiled back and returned the gesture. Once Billy's parents made him take her with him when he was going out with you and since then you two became friends.

When the two of you finally drove off you followed his car all the way to his house, you tried your best not too groan at the thought of having to park on the street, a whole street down none the less, like he did but you were given no other choice. And of course you had to walk all the way back again.

The house was quiet and nice, quite minimalistic with decorations but still nice, and yet, there was no warmth in this house, not physically of course, their heating worked just fine.

There was no family like warmth in the house, hell your own home had more warmth and your parents were dead and you don't have any blood relatives that you know off. You were raised by your butlers and maids, drivers, tutors and many more, and yet, you have a house that is a home, this is no home.

Billy showed you his room, it wasn't too small nor too big, there was workout gear in the corner alongside large loudspeakers, a twin sized bed, a nightstand, a closet, rock band posters and more stuff here and there. nothing short of what you would expect from him.

You could see some damage was done to the door and to the wall, hell there was evidence of damage from different kinds of impacts all throughout the house, you wondered if all the 'fights' he got himself into were actually abuse.

He closed the door behind you as you plopped down on his bed as you pulled out your textbooks and notebooks, he brought a chair closer to the bed and sat on in. You started to explain the first lesson, it wasn't anything complicated for you, the same couldn't be said for Billy.

It took you two full hours to explain the first three lessons, he was finally catching on as you started to explain the fourth, sometimes he looked bored and sometimes he looked like he was actually paying attention but you were glad he was at the very least trying to understand.

Soon he started to take clothes out of his closet "Sorry I have a date lined up soon so I have to get ready. You can watch if you want" He smirked at you as he started to take off his shirt and unbuckle his belt.

You quickly turned around, feeling your face become extremely warm. Did you want to watch? Debatable. Did it feel like a giant breach of privacy even though he gave you verbal and clear permission? Definitely.

Lets be real if you are masc presenting he would call you a slur but its pride month so I'm making him a bit out of character

The ten minutes it took him too change were completely and awkwardly silent , at least they were for you, he probably didn't care. "Alright I'm done" You finally turned back around.

Your face became even warmer now, he definitely didn't take up the number one spot of the most handsome man you've ever seen. The tight jeans made his ass look so much better, his shirt showed just enough of his chest and that earing pulled everything together perfectly.

"You look..great" He snickered at the sight of you being so embarrassed. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, the room becoming dead silent as you became more confused by every passing second.

He quickly grabbed you by your arm and dragged you over to the side of the door "Stay here" He quietly whispered as she gently pushed against the wall. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. He took in a deep breath before opening it.

"What's wrong?" He was clearly annoyed, someone answered, probably his father. The moment they mentioned that Maxine wasn't in her room your anxiety got worse, you hoped she was ok. Billy claimed she probably went to the arcade or somewhere but that she was probably fine.

In the reflection of the mirror you could see his father move closer to him, if you could only warn him. "You were supposed to watch her" A thirteen year old? At thirteen you were signing important documents and held meetings by yourself, she was probably fine alone.

Billy gave him a good excuse, the were in fact more than three hours late. The more you listened to his fathers voice the more you wanted him to shut up. After some more arguing Billy turned of the music following it by saying that she isn't his sister.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, you almost jumped out of your own skin. There was another sound, a punch, out of the sound of your own heartbeat in your ears you could barely make out what they were saying, but you could hear him force Billy to apologize.

"Neil, really its okay-" Neil, you will remember that name for later "No, it's not okay, nothing about his behavior is okay." Hypocrite "But he's gonna make up for it, he's gonna call whatever whore he is seeing tonight" The definitely earned him another punch from you "And cancel their date"

For a moment you tuned out what they were saying and looked around yourself, there was nothing near you that you could use as a weapon, you looked in front of you, your backpack, closed, filled with heavy textbooks.

It could be useful, a good hit would surely knock him out or at least stunt him which would give you time for you and Billy to run. In that moment you realized how bad of an idea that was, for now it would solve some problems but not long-term, he could easily say you kidnaped him and Max and make the police forcefully take them away, no matter how much you wanted to you couldn't play hero in this situation.

"Isn't that right?!" The words snapped you out of your thoughts, there was some muttering you couldn't hear after that "Yes, sir" you could hear in his voice that he is about to crack "Find Max" the fuckhead said and finally left, after the door clicked closed did you finally got up.

He snapped his hand to the side and cupped his face, you could hear the quiet sobs he was trying to keep in. You slowly approached him, you made sure he knew you were in front of him before putting your hands on his forearms.

You slowly pulled them away from his face, giving him a chance too decline the gesture, the look he gave you broke your heart, he looked like a lost child. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting him bury his face into your neck, softly crying into your shirt.

After a few minutes he pulled away, letting you go. You quickly got one of his bags and started to fill it with clothes, without shame you put in some boxers and socks alongside a few shirts and pants. After the bag was full you grabbed a two or three of his jackets in your hands.

"What the hell are you doing?" he was obviously confused "What does it look like, I'm packing your stuff, should be enough for a few days. Until he fully cools off I don't want you here, it's obviously not safe" You pulled out a piece of paper out of your pocket and gave it to him.

"On it is my address and a code, you'll need it to get in. As soon as you get max home go there, don't get back in here, I don't want to know what he will do to you. Do you want me to get Max's stuff as well? Is she safe here??"

Your worry warmed his heart "He won't hit her, she'll be fine" He said as he opened one of the windows. Before jumping out you hugged him one last time "Don't do anything rash please" you said as you let him go and jumped out, speed walking to your car never felt more stressful.

As you were driving home you stepped by Eddie's place. You knocked on his window and he quickly answered, you were right about him almost never sleeping. He quickly got out and got into your car and you drove off.

He could see that something bad happened, he decide that he would wait for you to say something. For the entire ride the two of you were quiet, while you were getting to your bedroom you were quiet and for the next hour and a half you were quiet as you sat on your bed.

After a while you started to talk about everything, about how you noticed signs, how you agreed to tutor him, how Billy's father treated his own son, how irresponsible the fucker was and then blamed Billy for his consequences, how you wanted to be a hero but couldn't.

"I'll hire some private investigators and then ask Benny to take guardianship over them, and then ill pay whatever judge to keep that twitchy little man behind the worst pair of bars America-no, the world has. I'll re open the god damn Alcatraz if I have to Eddie!"

You spewed pure venom as you paced around your room, cigarette in hand, already planning the man's painful execution "You can't just throw money at a problem you know? It may just make the things worse" You knew he was right, you hated that he was right, but he was also a little bit wrong.

"At this one I can! And I will gladly do so, that disgusting pig will be behind bars in no time! Hell in two calls or less I can order this man's death like a pizza! God I should have made my presence clear maybe then this shit wouldn't happen"

Eddie grabbed you by your shoulders and almost shook them as he looked you in the eyes "(Y/n) you are NOT above the law! Just because you can doesn't mean that you should. What if he wouldn't recognize you, not everyone knows how important you are"

He was firm with his words, he was worried you might actually order the man's death like a simple pizza just because you could which could throw you into legal trouble. You looked down in defeat, trying to make sense of what he just said.

Eddie pulled you into a hug, lightly rocking you back and forth "I know you want to help, I do to, but bribing someone may not be good for Billy or Max, have you thought that maybe they don't want him dead, behind bars sure, but dead?"

You didn't answer his question, the only thing you could do was sob and accept that by the end of the day you were just a mortal human being like he was, like Billy was, like Neil. like everyone. He gently rubbed your back as you cried.

After what felt like an eternity he pulled away and took the cigarette from your hand and extinguished it. He took your hand into his and slowly guided you to your bed, before you laid down you took one of Billy's leather jackets.

Your bed was a large Alaskan king sized bed and yet you tucked yourself to the side closest to the wall. His jacket smelled of cigarettes, cologne and his musk, it was different from Eddies but equally as comforting.

Eddie laid down besides you, letting you cuddle up to his side, nose still buried In Billy's leather jacket, Eddie could smell it too, he liked the way he smelled, he was always well groomed, used deodorant and cologne, unlike a typical highschool boy.

He decided to stay up in case Billy showed up, you did mention that you gave him the code and the address to him. Eddie hoped he was okay.

Billy opened his eyes as he tried to understand where he was, he was still on the floor, he could barely remember what happened, he found a note besides him 'I got home myself, I'm fine -Max'. He looked at the clock next to him, it hit 1AM just a few minutes ago.

He stumbled as he got up, still clearly under the influence of whatever the hell was in that syringe. He felt his pockets for his key and quickly got them. Walking felt like an entire workout, and driving was even worse.

If it was normal daytime he would surely have a car crash by now, he could barely drive straight. It took him a full half an hour to drive to his house. Suddenly he remembered your words 'don't get back in here'. He should have probably listened but he needed to know if Max was home.

He noticed that the lights in the house were on, he almost prayed for his own safety in that moment. When he stumbled into the house he could see Neil on the couch, obviously waiting for him.

Before he could say anything Billy asked him "Is Max home?" Neil said that she was but that wasn't the point now. Billy nodded and turned to walk out the door but before he could Neil stopped him by roughly grabbing him by his neck and throwing him on the floor.

Billy didn't know how many times he has been kicked and punched. it was a lot, more than usual, nose and lips bloody, traces of blood on the floor. He could barely breathe by now, his legs and arms were numb from the pain.

He could feel his hands on his neck again. Neil dragged him to the porch "Now ill give you a week to do whatever the hell you want and when you get home you will be the nice big brother to Max and you'll take your responsibilities more seriously okay?"

Billy could just nod as Neil kicked him for one final time before he got back in the house, locking the door behind him. Billy laid on the porch before attempting to get up, before he could get on his knees he fell down again, groaning in pain.

It took him three or four tries before he finally got to his feet, he slowly dragged himself over too his car. Everything was extremely fuzzy and his head was spinning, he felt like he could vomit any second.

After he started the car it took him three too four minutes too get his act together and drive off, he didn't know if he should speed off to get to the address sooner or should he take it slow so that he doesn't die on the way there, he decided that the second option would be better.

It took Billy a full half an hour to get to the address when it would normally take maybe eight to ten minutes. At first he couldn't believe that he was at the right address but the sign told him otherwise. before he could enter some guards stood before him.

"Code?" They didn't aske why the hell was he here in the middle off the night or why was he beaten to a pulp. He gave them the paper as the guards looked at each other. The guard waved to the one who was behind the gate.

All of a sudden the large gates opened and the guards motioned him to drive and so he did. There was a parking lot on the right side of what looked like a giant mansion he parked his car near yours. Getting to the front door was a pain in the ass, he was shocked when the guards just let him in.

The inside of the mansion looked larger than the outside, he couldn't believe that this was your house. He almost jumped out of his skin when he heard a voice behind him "You're here for miss/mister/mx (L/n) correct?" Billy nodded in confusion "My name is Benny Adams, I'm one of the butlers who work here, do you want me to show you where miss/mister/mx (L/n)'s room is or will directions be enough?"

After a moment of thinking he answered "Directions...please" The man nodded and started to explain where your bedroom was, third floor, hallway on the right, second door. It was easy enough to remember, climbing those stairs sure as hell wasn't.

He was finally at your door, he knocked lightly, not expecting you to be awake, he was surprised when Eddie opened the door for him. Eddie looked at him in shock as he quickly pulled him in. After he told him to sit down on a chair he quickly went to the bathroom.

A moment later he returned with the first aid kit and a clean towel. With the towel he gently cleaned off any cuts on his arms and face, making sure to not re open any of them, after that he used some alcohol to make sure everything was completely clean.

He was surprised when he saw how calm Billy was, he just let him take care of him. Eddie started to talk softly about something, Billy didn't really listen, he wasn't sure if he even could. Eddie looked nice like this, soft, caring, a little bit worried, he made Billy think thoughts he thought he never would.

He knew he was still very much under the drug's effect, but he just couldn't contain the feelings inside of him. He leaned in and put his head on Eddie's shoulder, almost hugging him "I like you... but I also like them.. I'm confused"

Eddie's face became red at his words, while he did feel the same now he was sure that Billy was under the influence of something, a drug probably. He placed one pf his hands on his head, combing Billy's curly hair with his fingers.

"Did you take something, some drug?" Billy shook his head but then gasped "Yeah! Max drugged me with....something? I don't know, it was in a syringe. It hurt like hell" Eddie was confused "The syringe or the effect of what was in it??"

Billy giggled "The poke, I swear like haaalff of it was in my neck" Eddie panicked at that and quickly but gently lifter his head to reveal his neck, he quickly found the entrance point and gently massaged around it, trying to feel if maybe the tip of the syringe snapped somewhere in him.

Billy definitely misunderstood what was Eddie trying to do, he completely leaned into his touch, if he could he would probably be purring right now. "look who's getting handsy" Billy said as he wrapped his arms around Eddie's waist, pulling him closer.

After a minute Eddie was sure there was nothing in his neck, he sighed in relief as he looked at the face of the man in front of him. There was an unsure look his eyes, like he wanted to do something but wasn't sure if he should.

In his mind Eddie tried to understand what drug did Billy take, until a few minutes ago he was probably also high on adrenalin, that's why he was waaay more relaxed now. it was probably some party or sleeping drug, but how did Max out of all the people managed to do this to him?

Eddie snapped out of his thoughts as he could feel someone poke him on his temple. "You think waaaay tooo much. But (Y/n) takes the number one spot in that, they also think too much, nerds" Billy giggled as Eddie stared at him in confusion, trying his best not to laugh at his words.

"Alright big guy lets get you to bed" Eddie said as he got up and walked to the bed, halfway there he realized that Billy was still on the chair, he gave him a confused look as he mumbled "I don't think I can stand"

He let out a sigh as he walked back to him, he kneeled in front of him with his back faced towards him. Billy somehow understood what he was trying to do. he wrapped his arms around his neck as Eddie placed his arms around his thighs.

Billy 'weeee'-ed like a little child, quietly as Eddie picked him up, god he was heavy which wasn't a surprise, he was a hunk of pure muscle after all. After he placed him down on the bed, before he could go to his side of the bed Billy suddenly grabbed him by his forearm.

He pulled him towards himself, holding him close, Eddie could see what was Billy trying to do. Eddie looked at him in the eyes, god he will regret this. Billy slowly leaned in, closing the space between them, pressing their lips together.

To Eddie it felt exactly like how it felt kissing you, magical and breathtaking. Eddie deepened the kiss, pulling Billy impossibly closer to him, stealing his warmth. He pulled away as Billy's head dropped down to the base of his neck.

He let him place a few hickeys here and there before he pulled him away "You're clearly under the influence of something, I don't want to do anything to you that you might regret later" Billy whined but nodded as he got under the covers.

Eddie snuggled up besides you again, he laid on his back as he watched Billy on his side of the bed. Soon he groaned in annoyance and crawled over to the two of them and snuggled into Eddie's side and then covered all three with a blanket. It took almost no time for the two of them to fall asleep like this.

You could feel the sun hit your face before you even opened your eyes, Billy's jacket was still in your hand and Eddie was still by your side. You slowly opened your eyes and looked at the clock on your desk, it read 08:22

You slowly sat up on your bed and yawned. It was finally Saturday, you could feel and arm wrap around your waist, pulling you back to bed "Eddie I have a meeting at 10:30" you mumbled into his neck. He groaned as he let you go "Good morning as well"

You slowly got out the bed and walked into your closet, you picked out some more professional clothes for the meeting. After placing the clothes on your table you walked out on the balcony, it would be freezing if it weren't for the greenhouse instalment you hire someone to put before every winter.

Skipping the chairs you walked over to the pomegranate tree that still had some ripe fruit. Sorry if you hate or are allergic to pomegranate. After picking five of them you walked back into your room, you placed them on the tray in the dumbwaiter.

You took a paper from the notepad and wrote what you wanted to eat and drink "Hey Eddie what do you wanna eat this morning" a moment later someone responded "Waffles and hot chocolate" that wasn't Eddie.

Shocked, you quickly whipped your head in the direction of the voice. On your bed didn't just lay Eddie but also Billy, cuddled up to his side. "Billy!!" you exclaimed in joy as you jumped on the bed to hug him. "Thank god you're safe! When did you get here?"

He could barely answer your question, his head throbbing from the drug and the hits his father gave him. Soon you realized there were more bruises on him then from the last time you saw him. "He hit you more didn't he"

Billy didn't want to look you in the eyes, he could only nod "I had to check if Max was okay, ill explain everything later" He said as you looked at Eddie "Ill have the same as him" you smiled as you placed a kiss on each of their foreheads before returning to the paper.

Alongside everything you ordered a few bags of ice wrapped in kitchen towels, after putting the note down on the tray you closed the door and pressed a button so that everything can be sent in the downstairs kitchen.

You walked over to the telephone in your room and dialed a number, it took him longer than usual to respond, given it's so early in the morning. "Uh yes hello?" Ah, finally "Good morning doctor Turner. It's miss/mister/mx (L/N). I sincerely apologize for calling you this early but I will need an appointment, not for me, sometime today. What's the earliest you could be here?"

After a few moments and a few sounds off pages ruffling and the doctors grumbling you finally got an answer "The earliest I can be here is 10AM sharp, will that work with you?" You were very satisfied with his answer "Yes that would be excellent, thank you for your time on such a short notice, farewell" You said as you broke the call.

You sighed tiredly as you looked at your schedule for today. meeting 10:30 to 12:00 and then another from 15:00 till 17:00 and then you needed to work on your speech for an another event next week. You groaned as you dropped down on your bed again, whishing you could stay here forever.

After a few minutes you could hear the dumbwaiter bell ring, the food was here. "Get up guys food's here." Both of them groaned and slowly rose from the bead like some zombies. You took your food and drink with the large bowl of pomegranate seeds and placed it on the table outside.

The three of you ate in silence, enjoying the morning rays of sunshine that reflected off the horizon, the sky still having an orange pink like gradient.

After a while the three of you finished your food and sat in silence, still tying to wake up. Eddie was the first to break the silence "Do you remember that happened last night?" Billy looked in the distance, obviously deep in thought, then his eyes widen and his face became bright red.

Billy looked down, trying to hide his bright red face "Yeah..." He mumbled, for a split second he looked at Eddie's neck, the hickeys were definitely still there. Eddie was the first to admit that he liked both of you romantically, followed by the two of you admitting the same.

It took a lot of talking, the three of you discussed about the bad and good thing of a relationship like this, you discussed what you considered cheating and what not, setting boundaries, what you wanted to do with your lives and other stuff, in the end you concluded that this relationship, if kept secret, would be great.

While talking you and Eddie held the bags of ice on Billy's bruises, now that the bruises fully formed he looked worse than yesterday. At first he watched your moves like a hawk, obviously not trusting you, but soon he relaxed, not fully but it was a step to a better path.

"Never thought i would get myself into some hippie shit like this" Billy said as the two of you laughed at his joke, you looked at your watch as you almost screamed, 9:49 "Billy go get some clothes and wait for doctor Turner downstairs! I need to rush" you excused yourself as you run to the bathroom.

After taking care of some things you could hear them leave through the door "Ill be with Billy! Good luck with that meeting" Eddie loudly said and shut the door behind them, you sighed with a smile on your face as you continued to get ready.

The two of them got downstairs a minute before ten and sure enough the doctor walked in through the front door the second the clock turned to 10. Mister Adams showed them where the doctor will examine Billy.

It was obvious he had trouble walking, limping, almost hopping on his good leg. Eddie offered him help but at first he refused, almost fell down, twice, and then finally accepted defeat and let Eddie help him.

After they finally got to the room the doctor started to examine him. They did the usual stuff, taking blood samples, checking his eye movement, reflexes, sensory functions, coordination. Everything was going fine until he stared to check his leg.

Luckily he was done rather quickly as it was clear that it was beaten pretty badly, after the doctor was done he sat back into his chair and looked at his notes for a moment or two "Well the good news is that per my estimate there shouldn't be any long-term to the brain or your knee but i will order a CT and MRI scan for your head and an X-ray for the knee."

Both Billy and Eddie sighed in relief "But if you play any sports, forget about it for the next month and a half, your knee hasn't crossed the 'will never be the same' line but it will if you don't stay in bed for said time period."

Great, just great, Billy could feel like half of his world crash down. There are not one but two important big games coming up that he will have to skip. Eddie tried his best too comfort the now angry man as the man packed his stuff and left rather quickly.

After a few minutes they got back to your room, Billy decided to take a nap while Eddie sat on the balcony, as soon as he sat down the phone rang. Annoyed, Eddie answered the phone "Hiiii, this is Kimberly, their highest majesties' personal secretary, they wanted me to let you know that they wont be having lunch with you because they needed to switch up something in their schedule, Toodeloooo"

Eddie was left in confusion as the woman on the other end broke the call, Billy let out a hum, wordlessly asking him what's going on "They wont be having lunch with us, schedule switch up or something" He said as he laid down on the bed next to Billy and feel asleep next to him.

It was somewhere around 1PM when the two of them woke up, after some time they decided to order themselves lunch in the same way you did. After eating they went back to bed but neither could fall asleep again.

Eddie took Billy's hand into his, there palms resting on his chest as he traced his knuckles with his thumb. "Do you want us to help?" Billy looked at him in confusion "You don't need to stay with them Billy, I know it feels like you can't leave, but you can"

Billy looked at the ceiling, he didn't say a word "If you only heard what (Y/n) had to say about your dad! You would be rolling on the floor, out of all the things they called him a twitchy little man and a few other choice names"

He snorted at that, twitchy little man, it didn't fit his father at all, he will remember it though. He looked Eddie in the eyes, as if he's waiting for him to ask him something. He sighed as he squeezed his hand.

"Do you think you're ready to talk about what's happening at home?" His questions wasn't out of malice but out of simple curiosity. Billy looked back at the ceiling then after a minute or two of thinking he shook his head.

Eddie nodded and smiled "That's alright, when you feel like talking just know that both of us are here for you" he said as he brought Billy's palm to his face and placed a kiss on his fingers then at the base of his palm.

His hands smelled of cologne and cigarettes, nothing out of the ordinary. Billy for the first time in forever fully let his guard down. It almost felt like a trap, like its all a ploy just for you and Eddie to make fun off him. He wanted to back away, to just leave, to never see either of them again.

What will his father say when he fids out about his new relationship? He knew all hell would break loose. Maybe he should just break up with both of you and go back home to play the nice older brother like his father wanted. He probably would if he could.

Maybe his father would finally stop hitting him. He did it because he was nothing but a rebellious teenager and he needed to beat some sense into him. It was all his fault.

He flinched as a hand cupped his face, scaring the living shit out of him. "Are you ok dude??" Eddie asked as Billy finally snapped out of his thoughts. "I know you don't want to talk about it but whatever is happening to you is not your fault, normal parents don't hit and kick out their children when they are mad at them."

Billy let out a sob, one after another. He wondered how did Eddie know what to say at that exact moment, like he had read his mind. His shoulders shook with his sobs as he curled into himself, hiding his face out of shame.

Eddie sighed as he cautiously put his hand on the man's shoulder, letting him decide if he wanted his touch. Billy violently pulled away, scared of the intention behind Eddie's touch. He stared at him cautiously as he tried his best to stop crying.

He reached his hand out again, this time so that Billy can see it. First the hand cupped his face an with its thumb brushed his tears away. Slowly his hand moved on pass his jaw. Billy could feel his hand play with his curls at first.

This was it, the moment he pulls his hair like his father often does, this is the moment he yells at him for being a crybaby, for being a softy, for ever being so naive and thinking anyone would ever love him and offer him help.

But it never happens, Eddie never does anything like that. He just continued to play with his hair, softly scratching his scalp and combing his hair with his fingers. There was no malice in the nature of his actions, only the need to comfort him.

It shook Billy's worldview a little bit, the last time someone touched his hair like this was his mother. The night before she left him, it all felt a little bit too familiar.

He slowly opened up his arms and tried too say something but his own sobs wouldn't let him and yet Eddie understood him perfectly. He pulled him closer too his chest and let him cry out his pain and sorrow, and soon he started to cry too.

Thank god the second meeting was over way before it was supposed to, a whole hour earlier none the less and since you finished the speech during lunch you were completely free until Monday hits. You almost skipped out of happiness back to your room.

You slowly opened your door not expecting to see both Billy and Eddie crying their eyes out. You quietly got out of your business clothes and slipped into your pajamas. You quietly approached them and when they both saw you their eyes suddenly got a specific shine of happiness in them.

You laid down behind Billy, spooning him from behind as his face was still buried in Eddie's chest. You softly kissed away each of their tears and dried their faces with your sleeves. After you were done you kissed both of them all over their faces. When you saw that both of them have finally stopped crying you turned off all the lights and made sure both were tucked in.

Billy could feel his heart swell with love and joy for the first time in forever. He would never admit it of course but he finally felt wanted somewhere, not for his looks or charm or popularity but for simply being himself, not for the typical bad boy stereotype Billy, but for one who needed help and comfort, for the one who was simply just a little bit lost.

[bbubbasawyer]

lookalike

ellie williams x reader || y/n and ellie arent over eachother dispite the breakup

warnings : light angst maybe?? ooc ellie, unspecified argument nothing else i think, I LOVE DINA SHES NOT A VILLIAN IN THIS STORY PLEASE

word count : 1544

authors note : guess whos back el oh el

 Y/n peeked through the curtains, hands slightly clammy, heart beating at a faster rate than usual, eyes darting across the audience. They played with the old bracelet on their wrist, one that was gifted to them by the exact person the song they were about to sing was about. The crowd cheered for them, it was their first ever on-stage performance yet they were already rather popular in their area. The curtains opened and people started to quiet down, y/n had quickly gotten their act together and smiled at the audience, waving with a simple greeting. The crowd cheered for them, boosting their confidence the tiniest bit. After taking a deep breath, the melody started and the lights dimmed and focused on the star on the stage, highlighting their beauty.

  Let's go back to the summer night

  When we met eyes, it's like a movie line

  Kissin' underneath the city lights

  But now you're laying in another girl’s arms

  'Cause I'm all gone

  Y/n’s nerves calmed, focusing on the music and the breeze that surrounded them on the cool summer night. Memories of the past relationship had already started to fill the mind of the singer. Despite the rocky ending that the two had ended on, they still cherished the moments spent in their former lover’s presence.

  But when you look in her eyes

  Do you think of mine?

  And when you look at that smile

  Do I cross your mind?

  I know in your head

  You see me instead

  'Cause she looks a lot like I did back then

  Baby don't lie

  She’s just a lookalike

  Memories of silent declarations of love and kisses shared while enjoying maryjane popped up into y/n's brain. The way their hands felt like they were molded to fit together or how they could stare into their eyes as if the world was held in them. The clothing that y/n would steal off them always had this distinct forest smell with hints of mint in there. How they missed that smell.

  Can't redo what's already done

  Can't compete 'cause I've already won

  Sayin' this time, "It's really love"

  But honey, you're not fooling anyone

  Don't you know we're done?

  Y/n’s eyes opened back up, showing their eyes to the crowd. They smiled at the positivity of the audience, feeling better knowing that they weren’t being booed off the stage. They lightly swayed to the tune of their own song, the crowd even joining in. Y/n’s eyes scanned the crowd, seeing friends and family scattered around and smiling at the eye contact, but as their eyes landed on a certain someone, they almost froze, not knowing if it was from the shock or the wave of emotions that just crashed down on them. 

  But when you look in her eyes

  Do you think of mine?

  And when you look at that smile

  Do I cross your mind?

  I know in your head

  You see me instead

  'Cause she looks a lot like I did back then

  Baby don't lie

  She’s just a lookalike

  In the crowd sat Ellie Williams. The girl that y/n l/n was still in fact in love with. The girl that inspired the lyrics that were coming out of their mouth. The girl that had left them in shambles. And sat next to her was Dina, the Dina that had stolen away their Ellie. Y/n’s eyes quickly darted away as they continued on with the song but they couldn’t help but to glance back at them. 

  And I'll admit that I sometimes, maybe, might

  Think about you at night, well, almost every night

  No matter how I try to hide

  And erase you from my mind

  I'm dying

  To find a lookalike

  As they sung those words, y/n’s eyes drifted back to Ellies. As if asking her to let them move on. Little did they know that Ellie had yet to move on either. Ellie was still smitten over the performer on the stage. She didn’t mean for the argument to happen, she wouldn’t have wanted this even in a million years. The two were unknowingly in love with each other and it was hurting the both of them.

  Cause when you look in her eyes

  Hope you think of mine

  And when you look at that smile

  Hope I cross your mind

  I hope in your head

  You see me instead

  'Cause you've been in mine every day since then

  Maybe it's time to find a lookalike

  As the song neared its end, Y/n looked towards the audience with a soft, bittersweet smile. They straightened out their clothing and once more found their hand on the old bracelet that resided on their left wrist. That action unintentionally brought attention from its creator to the bracelet.

  No, I can't lie

  I need a lookalike

  The lights darkened and silence was brought upon the crowd before the applause began. The area was lit backup and y/n bowed with a large smile on their face. After thanking the crowd they disappeared backstage to rest, being greeted with the scent of their favourite food and best friend, Abby, holding the origin of the scent. She smiled at them upon their arrival and set the food on a table to hug them. 

  “Figured you’d be hungry after that.” She let go of y/n and sat down, y/n joining them. They dug into the food and shared casual conversation and banter as friends do. Their meal was interrupted by the door opening to show the last person the two were expecting to see. There stood Ellie, who nervously rubbed her nose while standing at the door. The room went silent, Abby defensively grabbing y/n’s hand and y/n awkwardly chewing on the food she was eating before being interrupted.

  “I was um,” Ellie looked at the way Abby was holding onto y/n and she almost walked out but decided to still try. “I was wondering if I could talk to you…” Looking Abby directly in the eye she quickly added. “Y/n, I want to talk to Y/n.” Abby tightened her grip on y/n’s hand but y/n nodded, agreeing to talk. Abby looked at them as if to ask if they were sure and in return they smiled at her and got up, taking Ellie to a more secluded area to talk. At first, it was silent, only the distant sound of people talking and enjoying their time in the background. Y/n was wondering if this was really worth it and looked towards the way they came from, contemplating if they should go back to the comfort of their food.

  “Look if you don’t start talking I’m going to go back to Abby.” Y/n sighed with a frown. Ellie hesitated but continued, knowing that they weren’t going to waste their time in awkward silence.

  “Was that song about me?” They looked shocked, a little embarrassed even and looked away.

  “It may have been… inspired by you.” Silence took over once more, no one really knowing what to say despite the thousands of things they'd love to admit running through both of their minds. There were many times where Ellie specifically opened her mouth to say something but before she could, she found that she couldn't find the right words to use to express herself. But she knew she had to say something, anything, so she let herself out of the uncharacteristic bubble of nervousness and blurted out her thoughts.

  “I’m sorry about how we ended, do you wanna try again?” She looked into y/n’s eyes with hopeful ones. “I know it was my fault, I know i fucked up and I’lladmit that but,” She grasped their hands with her rough ones. “I want to try that again, I’ll prove to you that I’m able to be a good girlfriend.” Y/n met Ellies gaze hesitantly, not really knowing what to say. They were ecstatic for starters but at the same time they didn’t know what to say about this. They decided to take their chances, knowing that it’s not everyday the ex girlfriend you’re still in love with asks to try again.

  “Okay, I wouldn’t mind that.” 

  “Let’s go to that restaurant you like. Saturday night, 6:30, don’t be late.” Excitement bubbled up in the both of them. Ellie walked away after they agreed and pumped her fist in accomplishment. Y/n walked back to Abby, squealing and jumping up and down as soon as they saw her. She explained everything to her, and Abby, despite not having the fondest idea of Ellie, was still extremely excited for her best friend. The night went amazingly for both Ellie and Y/n, the latter already fantasising about the night they'll spend together while Ellie thought of what gift to get for them. 

  In the end, Saturday night went great and ended with a blooming restart in love. The night was filled with flirtatious jokes and goofy pick up lines. The date ending with Ellie gifting y/n with a promise ring, as a way to tell them that she’ll do her best to never intentionally hurt her again.

[sunshinefox35]

𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮

Hello guys welcome to my blog! My name is Lilith and I’m non- binary. My first language isn't English but I'll try my best !

My request are open until said otherwise. Like everyone else I do have some rules. You will find them listed after the list of fandoms I'm willing to write for.

18+ Divider from @galacticgraffiti

Dividers from @cottage-writings

FEMALES (mtf or anyone that identifies as female) DNI, you guys have enough content out there!

Masterlist

~Fandoms I write for~

VIDEO GAMES

COD (Task force 141)

(I haven't played all the games so a lot of them, if not all of them are going to be very ooc)

König

Soap

Ghost

Price

Alejandro

Gaz

Graves

Assassins Creed Syndicate

Evie Frye

Jason Frye

Maxwell Roth

Ned Wynert

Lucy Thorne

Lydia Frye

Detroit become Human

Connor

Conrad (RK 900)

Kara

Markus

Chloe

Gavin Reed

Elijah Kamski

Alice (PLATONIC ONLY!)

Hank Anderson (No smut)

Rupert (Pigeon boy)

Ralph ( you meet him in the abandoned house)

Jerry (EM400 in the amusement park)

Luther

Simon

Richard Perkins (FBI Agent)

Series/ Movies

Peaky Blinders

Tommy Shelby

John Shelby

Finn Shelby (Older version, younger version only platonic)

Ada Shelby

Alfie Solomons

Micheal Gray

I won't be writing for Polly Gray, I don't feel comfortable writing for her, after Helen McCrory's death.

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Penelope Garcia

David Rossi

Elle Greenaway

Matthew Simmons

Luke Alvez

William LaMontagne Jr.

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Tyler Galpin

Ajax Petropolus

Bianca Barclay

Enid Sinclair

Heartstopper

Nick Nelson

Charlie Spring

Darcy Olsson

Tara Jones

Elle Argent

Toa Xu

Harry Greene

Squid Game

Hwang Jun ho

Seeing Gi- Hun

Kang Saebyeok

Ji-yeong

Front Man

How to get away with Murder

Connor Walsh

Oliver Hampton

Wes Gibbins

Laurel Castillo

Bands

Stray Kids

I.N

Felix

Hyunjin

Changbin

Bang Chan

Seugmin

Lee Know

Han

~Rules~

I will not write:

Nsfw (at the moment)

I will absolutely not write about topics like suicide, abuse or similar topics!

For female readers, you guys have enough out there !

I will write:

xreader (m,gn,ftm)

lgbtq+ couple/ships

platonic relationships. (best friend, brother, parent)

Ocs (mine or yours)

Sidenote :

Make sure you write every detail you want into the request! Please be respectful and kind to others. This is a safe place for anyone! If you want to talk you can always write me, I love making new friends!

[carewyncromwell]

Hello Eli, it's nice to meet you! Do you have anything in common with YOUR MUN, Tory?

[Eli smiles around his egg toast. His headache has finally ebbed away, so it's a lot less hard to think.]

Eli: "With Tory love? Let me see here...I guess the big one is the interest in film, music, and acting specifically. Tory actually originally intended to work in film and television herself at one point, when she was younger. Even when she was acting in theater, she tended to get cast as comedic characters exclusively. It's something that used to frustrate her, from what I understand."

It is a little disappointing when people only ever see you as one thing. But when it is part of you, and it is fun, and when it makes people happy...well, at least there's that, right? At least you can make a tiny bit of difference, however insignificant it ultimately is...

[He blinks a bit more slowly as he comes to another thought.]

...I guess that's the other thing we have in common. Smiling and soldiering through, even when on the inside you feel so insignificant and worthless that you could completely disappear, and it wouldn't even matter.

[Eli immediately gives a flippant, laidback shrug.]

Eli: "And yet now she works for Walt Disney and his singing, dancing mouse and seems happy, so I reckon the whole thing worked out for her pretty well. But don't let the higher-ups at old MGM hear me singing Disney's praises."

((OOC: Eli is largely based on the historical figures Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton, with some Robin Williams for spice, but I also have taken his dyslexia from a family member of mine who struggled with it growing up.

To be specific for newcomers, Eli is referring to my employment in the Disney parks. And yes, I am happy. 😌))

[chaosrealm-mk-imagines]

Fujin, Mileena, Quan chi and Sonya being the reader's secret admirer.( The way you write for each character is awesome btw, I love it)

Hello! Secret Admirer is one of my favorite tropes, really fun to write and read. Thanks for the request and hope you like it! I’m glad you enjoy how I write them, I try not to get too much OOC.

Fujin

- The god of winds has lived a long time with mortal, but nothing could prepare him for having such weird feelings for a certain someone. He feels like it’s wrong to be enamored for a mortal since his brother always shunned how close he was to them, but will persist at it even at distance; all he wants is to show them his affection somehow.

- Starts writing sweet poetry at first, his notes appear out of nowhere at his S/O as if the wind had brought them, always fitting in a pocket or following the subject of affection around. He is really good at writing love poems and it seems like something that William Blake would be proud of. 

- With the time, not only poems starts to arrive but letters with concern as well where Fujin writes about how much he cares and will always be there watching for them. 

- Maybe one day he will truly talk to them and stop being the “Secret Admirer”, but he will need a lot of help to be able to do this.

Mileena

- Feeling self-conscious and afraid of speaking with her new found crush, Mileena find a way to express her feelings by sending them gifts and some poorly written love letters. At first it will look scary and she will feel like a creep by doing that, but with time she starts learning how to be more subtle about it. 

- The gifts she sends are usually expensive Outworld jewelry and flowers as well, she is not good at this romance business since all she knows about it comes from her little life experience and her friends stories, as well movies that she has watched from Earthrealm. Mileena will ask both Rain and Tanya for advice about it, and then weird things starts to happen; suddenly when its raining, her S/O no longer gets wet by it and people how treated them start to disappear. 

- Mileena feels like she made a mess with her S/O life and don’t want them to be scared, so she decides to do a plan of “how-to-confess-being-half-tarkatan-without-scaring-my-crush” 

- She will need a lot of time to come with something good and may even try magic to hide her exotic features, all Mileena wants is to be accepted and there is nothing she wouldn’t do for that.

Quan Chi

- The necromancer is a versed man who knows so much about romance at his long readings that has forgotten how the real world works. He is a bookworm and will send his favorite works from Edgar Allan Poe to his S/O address,don’t ask how he knows it. His first step is to make sure his beloved can understand his unconventional interests and that they don’t get easily scared. Flowers are a thing but they are always dead, everything he touches ends up like that after all.

- Quan Chi keeps an eye at them with his ghosts, getting a new slave at the evergrowing army of the undead every time someone treats his beloved bad. They won’t have to deal with them anymore after all, thats one of his ways of showing concern and genuine love. He sends letters with fancy handwritten poems, if his S/O is into gothic romance then they will find it the most precious thing in the world as he tells them about how much he wants to be buried at their side.

- With time he starts getting bored and wants more, he wants to get really close but doesn’t know how to do so. Quan Chi decides to get a love potion but has no courage to make them drink it.

- He will contact them with a letter about wanting to meet at the local cemetery, if they don’t appear then he will go back to the old practices of sending stuff he likes.

Sonya

- As a soldier Sonya has learnt about how feelings getting in the way can make things go bad, so she denies at first that has a new crush. Miss Blade wants to express her feelings and wouldn’t mind being rejected, but she is afraid that getting too close may cause her problems. Sonya starts doing the secret admirer role in a more classical way by sending flowers and candy to her S/O, watching them from far away.

- She is conflicted about talking to them and will keep the gifts for a long time, Sonya is not the fancy type who sends poems, instead of that she asks about how they are going and that she hopes they have a nice day. Sonya can’t handle all the trouble that comes with keeping her identity a secret, so after a month at this act she will start planning a way to tell them that it was her, but without sounding like a stalker.

- Sends more candy, but this time there is a note with her number at it; chocolate is sweet but her feelings are much more. She knows that if they are interested or even curious about her then they will send her a message without thinking twice, but at the same time Sonya gets very anxious with it and is always hoping to receive a notification of an unknown number.

- If they talk to her at least once, them she is the happiest woman on earth; but if they don’t, she will slowly start to stop sending gifts and understand that they have their own life to take care of.

[celestial-ringleader]

I posted 2,483 times in 2021

69 posts created (3%)

2414 posts reblogged (97%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 35.0 posts.

I added 357 tags in 2021

#remy lebeau - 74 posts

#pietro maximoff - 64 posts

#self reblog - 39 posts

#robin speaks - 35 posts

#gamquick - 34 posts

#gambit - 31 posts

#ref - 23 posts

#wanda maximoff - 21 posts

#quicksilver - 20 posts

#long post - 16 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#tbh i even feel like kylo had promise to be a good character but that opportunity was just passed up in favor of whatever tlj and tros were

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Hi yes my Hollow Knight obsession has returned ahahhaa

I got suuuper inspired by @dooblebugs mer au, especially their most recent drawing of the hollow knight so I just had to draw something for it (feat. my own gijinkas)! this nearly destroyed my computer twice so yeah

I just needed the disheveled wreck that is mer Hollow

141 notes • Posted 2021-05-10 23:25:42 GMT

#4

I’ve noticed a distinct lack of Remy pole-dancing so have this (I went a bit crazy with the tattoos and scars akjdbvkj)

also featuring smol gamquick

142 notes • Posted 2021-08-16 23:14:28 GMT

#3

I’m not done ranting about ToM, I just finished reading the damn thing and holy shit I’m fuming.

1) It says Pietro is supposed to be there, but he’s not shown AT ALL in the entire issue, not even in background shots. There was one (1) panel I saw where he might be there, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s listed as one of the main characters. Honestly what the fuck is marvel’s problem with Pietro at this point?? JP got more attention and even then he was only there for like a page or two and then promptly shoved into the background.

2) AND SPEAKING OF MARVEL’S PROBLEM WITH PIETRO WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SUPPOSED TO MEAN??

“You sound just like my brother” FUCK OFF WITH THAT. ACTUALLY FUCK OFF WITH THAT WILLIAMS. There is countless evidence out there that Pietro loves and cares for his sister, he would never talk down to her like that. If you ignore the shit writing he’s been getting over the past few years, he’s not this controlling asshole who would tell his sister that she deserves to have people be afraid of her. Even as shit as HoM was, all he wanted was for her to be able to live her life and not be killed by their supposed friends.

And to drive this home, PIETRO WAS NEVER EVER AFRAID OF WANDA. NEVER.

3) Continuing off this picture, why in the actual fuck are Tommy and Billy treating Wanda this way? Williams either forgot about Children’s Crusade or just didn’t bother reading it in the first place bc she would’ve known that this is OOC for both of the Minimoffs. And what happened to Tommy in the last few issues of this damn event, first he was calling her “mommy” and now he’s like “this is why everyone’s afraid of you”??? What the fuck happened?? Was it the plant people???

4) The title of this comic even is Trial of Magneto, he featured heavily on covers leading up to and into this event. Why is he not the focal point anymore? Why did this become a comic dedicated to bashing Wanda for shit that happened in 2015 again? And why is there no fucking trial? We were promised magnet family shit and we got this instead, no one has truly confronted Erik, the Maximoffs barely got any good panels, and the one time we saw Pietro being spiteful was in the first issue and then he was written out of it. Also Lorna barely got any good moments either despite her taking up a lot of the first book. How do you fuck up a good angst opportunity this fucking bad, Leah Williams?

5) Wanda looks too much like her white-washed MCU counterpart here and I fucking hate it. And I blame w*ndav*sion for it entirely. Not only did we get her back with Vision for some reason, but now we’re left wondering wtf happened with her and Jericho. And now she looks like MCU Wanda and I hate it so much. Bring back her curly hair and dark skin for the love of god, she’s a Romani woman and always has been.

6) Also turning a Romani woman into a boogeyman scape goat. Great. My favorite. That’s totally not racist on top of the other ableist shit here, but whatever. (I’m being sarcastic)

To sum up my thoughts, this event started out interesting but it’s very clear no one in the writers room had any idea what to do with it and instead decided to bring back HoM drama and throw in some random kaiju into the mix and hope fans would eat it up. And no, no one’s happy about this shit. Also to anyone who’s saying that the two panels of Remy and Rogue were good enough to make up for the comic, actually get some standards please. That’s two panels surrounded by a mess, I’m not gonna thank Williams for scraps if it’s surrounded by bullshit.

This comic was a mess and I hope that when it ends it’s promptly forgotten. Also I hope Williams never touches any of the Magnet family again.

143 notes • Posted 2021-12-01 19:17:19 GMT

#2

Everyone during Trial of Magneto: Fighting kaiju, doing some magic stuff, reacting to new resurrection protocols, accusing someone falsely of murder

Pietro:

180 notes • Posted 2021-12-22 22:19:00 GMT

#1

Today was just a Pietro kind of day (and also a little bit of gamquick in there bc I have a Need)

198 notes • Posted 2021-05-31 19:38:12 GMT

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[mot-hesbian]

I posted 1,921 times in 2021

33 posts created (2%)

1888 posts reblogged (98%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 57.2 posts.

I added 113 tags in 2021

#gossip girl - 22 posts

#jenny humphrey - 15 posts

#harlot speaks - 12 posts

#lily van der woodsen - 10 posts

#rufly - 10 posts

#riverdale - 9 posts

#harlot writes - 9 posts

#dan humphrey - 9 posts

#rufus humphrey - 9 posts

#tua - 8 posts

Longest Tag: 55 characters

#i'm sure there are other fandoms i'm not thinking about

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Which is better?

Or

I have decided not to choose. I vibe with all the gays things I probably shouldn't ship.

11 notes • Posted 2021-07-19 16:56:19 GMT

#4

I'm opening shop for fic requests!

Send me a sentence prompt (e.g. "Why are you like this?"), a short (1 or 2 sentence) story idea, or a trope for a certain character, duo, or ship and I'll write a fic for it!

Fandoms include:

Gossip Girl (my specialties are (in order) Jenny, Lily, Blair, Dan, and Eric (although I will write for other characters if asked to). Ships I specialize in are Jenny x Agnes, rufly, Lily x William (I don't ship them, but I am fascinated by the toxicity), dair, blairena, blenny, etc.)

Gilmore Girls (Luke, Lorelai, Jess, Rory, Paris, Emily, and Richard probably, ships include Rory x Paris, Luke x Lorelai, Richard x Emily, and maybe some background Dean x Rory or Rory x Jess. I would like to explore possible Jess x Dean tho ngl.)

Riverdale (Alice, Fp, Hermione, Betty (my Betty is either a rep of how toxic she is on the show or an ooc version of her cuz I'm salty about bad mental illness rep), Jughead (no whump or woobifying him, he is a regular character who deals with less bs bc I don't feel like writing over the top bs in my stories...at least not to the extent of the show), VERONICA, Archie, JOSIE, TONI, and Cheryl. Ships I'm good at are Beronica, Falice, Barchie, Veggie, Jarchie, Jeronica, I'd be willing to watch season 5 to learn about Jabitha so I could write that, Choni, etc.)

I'll add more when I'm in a better headspace for other fandoms rn I'm hyperfixating.

Send in an ask if you're interested!

12 notes • Posted 2021-09-20 20:57:40 GMT

#3

It took a day and a half but I got the prom queen Vera ending!!! First non-rejection ending cuz my ass started simping the moment I saw her.

14 notes • Posted 2021-04-26 22:29:43 GMT

#2

Hey y'all! I just made a Gossip Girl Discord server!

It's mainly for Rufly, Dair, and Serenate fans but almost anyone is welcome!

If you don't like Dair, Rufly, or Serenate this server probably won't be for you. It is a place for Dair, Rufly, and Serenate fans to vibe and headcanon.

This server is also not Ch*ck B*ss friendly, Chip Whiskers and Ch*ir fans stay away

This is also a pro Jenny Humphrey and Vanessa Abrams server, if you don't like them dni. It really is that simple. They didn't do anything worse than any other character, you might just be classist.

DM if you are interested in joining

23 notes • Posted 2021-08-04 22:38:50 GMT

#1

Y'all, The Beautiful by Renée Ahdieh really is just Twilight with more horror based vampires, murder mystery, and lots of queer coding.

It is quite literally the gayest thing I've ever read.

Also, poc and proper representation galore!!!

32 notes • Posted 2021-09-05 15:18:44 GMT

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I have many feelings about this fucking mess

Also

Wtf???

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Beauty, Reputation, and Wealth (P3)

Title: How Much Is the Damage? Pairing: Reader/AU!Castiel, Reader/OOC Summary: AU Castiel is part of the mob but also endowed with magic (based off of Grisha by Leigh Bardugo. So y’all, he still has his “grace”!). The reader is employed in a brothel and of course, his favorite. But, she starts to develop feelings for another… Words: 3,292 Warnings: Language Author’s Note: If you want to be tagged, let me know! I’m using my regular Castiel tags but I can add to it! :)

Part 2 || Part 4 || Masterpost || Fanfic masterpost

Your eyes fluttered open. Oliver was lying next to you. He had stayed the night again and slept with you. Your heart fluttered a little, happiness overcoming you. Castiel never stayed with you. You reached out and ran your hand lightly down his face. His chest moved up and down with his slow breathing. He looked so peaceful.

Your mind wandered to his family, wondering what he told them whenever he stayed with you over night. And what they would do if they ever found out what he had been doing.

Stroking his cheek softly, you sighed a little to yourself. You would never be good enough for his family, let alone for him. Even if he was in love with you – something you hoped for – he would never be allowed to do it. And honestly, you were afraid that even if he was in love with you, he would eventually find a respectable wife and come to you the same as Castiel did.

That was supposed to be your fate though right with your station in life?

Castiel… your mind wandered to him.

What would he do if he saw you had another suitor? He was alright with you taking customers and having your way with them when he was not there. They were nothing to be jealous of or feel threatened by. But Oliver… if he truly admired you…

You must have pressed too hard on his face, becoming lost in your thoughts and becoming wary thinking of Castiel and his jealousy, because Oliver stirred. Your hand fell immediately and you pulled your hand back. Oliver opened his eyes and smiled at you. “Hello, love.” His voice was laced with drowsiness.

“Morning,” you responded quietly. “Do you want me to go get you breakfast?”

“I’m not gonna complain if you do,” Oliver smiled.

Snorting a bit, you threw the blankets off. “Of course you won’t. The real way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”

“That is the truth,” Oliver admitted, stretching his arms over his head. Grabbing a robe off the ground, you threw it around you, tying it close. Oliver commented catching your attention, “I do have somewhere to take you today?”

Looking back at him, you said, “Oh?”

Oliver shrugged, “It’s a surprise. But I promise you’ll like it. It’s just a shop in the Lid.” You narrowed your eyes, suspicious and he simpered, repeating “I promise you’ll like it.”

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The shop was a dress shop. Your heart sank a little seeing the sign. He had spent money on you. Outside of what you gave him. What you had been thinking about this morning was true. He did have deep feelings for you. He wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of buying you dresses or whatever he had purchased in here if he didn’t. You wanted him to like you – possibly even love you – but that had only been a desire. If it was real…

Oliver guided you into the shop and smiled at you, excited to show you whatever he had had prepared.

The shop owner, a stout woman who you recognized barely, considering Calista had sent you here once to pick up dresses she had purchased for some of the girls, smiled warmly at Oliver.

“Master Petrov,” she greeted.

“Miss Anna,” Oliver said in return, smiling back at her.

She made her way towards the counter. “I have your order ready.” Her eyes met yours and asked cheerfully, “I’m assuming they’re for you miss?”

“You’re assuming right,” Oliver responded before you could. He squeezed your hand affectionately.

“Well, come on back here,” Anna said, gesturing for the two of you to follow her behind the counter to the back of the store. The two of you did as she beckoned and made your way past the door into her seamstress room.

Approaching a table, Anna’s hand fell on a box. She opened up a box, revealing a blue, printed, cotton dress. The quarter sleeves were ordained with lace. It was a beautiful gown.

Anna was smiling, waiting for your response.

You gaped like a fish for a few seconds before stammering, “O-Oliver. I cannot take this.”

Oliver rested his hand on yours. “You can. And I want you to. They are already paid for.”

Confused, you asked, “They?”

“I ordered two.”

You shot a look at the shop owner, who smiled happily before picking the lid up off the second box next to the first one. The second was a solid blue gown with a lace top. The dress was made to fit off your shoulders.

“Are you going to look at them?” Oliver asked, laughing a bit at you being so caught off guard.

Your breath shuddering a little, you reached in, running your fingers along the fabric. There were so many emotions running through you. You were so touched and emotional that Oliver had gone through the trouble. But, part of you was hesitant to take the gifts. Castiel had given you gifts – hell he still gave you gifts – and he didn’t commit to you. What if Oliver did the same eventually?

Biting your bottom lip, you turned your head towards Oliver. You smiled. You needed to be happy for him. You didn’t want him to think you were ungrateful because you weren’t.

“I don’t know how to say thank you.”

“I think you just did,” Oliver teased you. He was looking at you with such a loving look. He genuinely looked happy to see you receive this gift.

Smiling you looked back at the dress and ran your hand over it again.

“How much is the damage?” Oliver asked Anna.

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Oliver was carrying your boxes for you as the two of you waited in the square, trying to catch a carriage back to West Stave. He had not let you protest when Anna had told him the price. To you, it was a lot. But to him, you were sure it was not the same. But, it still made you baulk.

Today was turning out to be a good day.

That is, until you turned a bit and your heart dropped into your stomach.

Castiel was standing off across the square with a few other men. They looked to be on the job, on the look out for someone. They were more than likely trying to meet someone who was coming in from the harbor. He was surrounded by his boyevik, looking around the square.

You couldn’t let him see you with Oliver.

Quickly turning, you grasped Oliver’s arms. “We must go. Can we walk instead of wait?”

Oliver furrowed his brow, “Why?”

“I do not feel well,” you told him, trying to make it look as if you were weak.

“Do you think you should get a ride instead though? Instead of us walking? I fear that will make you more ill,” Oliver told you. You were going to open your mouth to protest but at that moment a carriage came by and it was empty. “Well, that is fortunate,” Oliver commented, as you quickly put your hand up, getting the drivers attention.

You didn’t risk a look over your shoulder. You didn’t want to give Castiel any more chances to see you. Seeing the back of you and your parasol was the only sight you wanted him to see. He might recognize Oliver but Oliver could be with anyone.

Getting into the carriage, you made sure to keep your face covered.

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You were outside the brothel, having just come back from the shop down the street. It was approaching dusk and you made quick to get back, knowing it wouldn’t be safe for you to be traveling along when it became night.

Startling you, Castiel walked out of the doors almost into you.

Castiel was dressed smart as usual. Unlike Oliver, he didn’t try to hide his wealth knowing damn well he could take on anyone that tried to attack or rob him. His black coat was over a silver kendall vest. You were surprised he was not wearing red as he usually was. He had an affinity for red and it was no mystery why – the color of his Grisha ranking was red.

He looked surprised to see you for a second before he smiled devilishly, “I was looking for you.”

“I was out.”

His eyes traveled down to the bag in your hand and he replied, “I can see that.” He threw a look over his shoulder at the guard at the door – William – and asked, “Can you take this bag from her?”

William shot you a look and moved towards you. You held the bag out to him and he took it from you before leaving you and Castiel alone.

Castiel was on you in a second, pushing you up against the wall behind you. You hesitated for a second, your eyes darting around the street. There were no cops. Of course there weren’t. It was getting into the night and they would desert this part of the city, knowing it was being handed into the heathens hands at night. It wasn’t their city at night.

And luckily, that meant Castiel wouldn’t get arrested for trying to have sex with you in public.

Rutting you against the wall, Castiel’s hands traveled up your sides, further pinning you to the pillar. ‘You look gorgeous, angel.”

“You probably shouldn’t show that you care so much out in the open,” you retorted quietly, waving your fan in your face. You wanted to move inside where you felt more comfortable.

Castiel smirked and leaned in, “Like anyone will protest. To them it looks like me satisfying a need with a brothel whore.” Your blood ran cold at this comment, your waving stopping midair. Castiel smirked noticing, “I’m sorry, love. Was that not as kind as your other suitor?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” you responded airily, trying to remain calm. He had seen the pair of you the other day then and merely pretended not to. Only to bring it up now to catch you off guard.

Castiel’s sensual look that had been on his face moments ago was gone. He looked irritated now. “The Petrov boy,” Castiel hissed, his fingers digging into your hips through your gown. His eyes traveled down your dress. “I see you’re wearing something new. Was he not carrying gown boxes the other day in the square in the Lid? With you?”

“What does that matter to you? He doesn’t visit me on the days I set aside for you?”

Castiel snapped, getting in your face. “All days should be set aside for me when you’re falling in love with someone else, you little slut!” His eyes were ablaze, anger coursing through him.

“Hey!” a deep voice sounded from behind him catching both of your attention. Sam was standing beside the pair of you by the front door, staring Castiel down. Sam had pushed William out of the way and made his way outside. He ordered, “Now step off. I know you’re her regular customer but you’ve obviously imbibed too much.”

Castiel immediately smiled, amused by Sam’s display of dominance. “You know me, boy. You know what I can do.”

“Yes, I do. But it’s not going to scare me off from making sure Y/N gets back inside safely,” Sam responded coolly.

“I’m not doing anything to her,” Castiel responded. “Right, angel?” He tossed you a look. You merely swallowed sharply, refusing to answer.

Sam spoke again, “I don’t care whether or not you believe you’re doing anything to her. I think you’re doing something to her and I don’t like it. You can come back tomorrow when you’ve calmed down and sobered up. I wouldn’t want you to start something in the middle of the street that could get back to your friends and especially your damn wife.”

Castiel’s expression darkened immediately at the mention of his wife. “Watch yourself,” Castiel practically growled at Sam.

Sam ignored him, his eyes turning to you. He jerked his head back towards the door. “Y/N. Go back inside.”

“I am not going to let you bully me. And I know you’re smarter than to kill me in the middle of the street. Like I mentioned earlier: word travels fast. It would cause you more problems than it would solve,” Sam retorted quietly. Castiel looked furious at his words, knowing Sam was right. “She’ll be here tomorrow. Granted, I don’t know if she’ll want to see you considering how you spoke to her and called her names. But, she’ll be here.”

With that, Sam turned on his heel and walked back into the brothel, leaving Castiel fuming outside.

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Castiel was sitting down in the gambling club, smoking a cigar. His men were standing around, keeping an eye out to make sure no one approached him that was not supposed to or suspicious. Castiel had just left the brothel, having already made an appointment to meet with someone. He hadn’t planned on staying there with Y/N. He had an agenda. But, he was also furious that that guard had sent him off, calling him out and embarrassing him.

And the fact that Y/N had brushed off the fact she had been out shopping with the Petrov boy and also donned his gifts irritated Castiel even further. He had imagined squishing the boy’s heart, watching him die in front of him multiple times since he left the brothel.

Castiel had gone into the brothel wanting answers. When Y/N wasn’t there, he went to one of the girls who he knew Y/N was not close with, offering her a bribe. She was more than willing to answer his questions about how much the Petrov boy had been around. The jealousy had flamed when he learned the amount of times and the fact that the boy found it appropriate to stay the night with Y/N. Something Castiel could not do.

His mind was swimming with possibilities about how to deal with the situation. But he kept coming back to the original one. The reason he had called this meeting in the first place.

The gambling bar was hazy with smoke, the smell in the air a mixture of it and booze, as well as sex. The back rooms were used for men to take back the women who wandered around, waiting for someone to call them over. The air was heavy with decadence.

Castiel was snapped from his thoughts when he heard the familiar voice of Vladimir Petrov talking to his right hand man.

Vladimir made his way to the table and sat down across from Castiel.

“Novak,” Vladimir greeted Castiel, placing his glass on the table he had picked up from the bar on his way over. His men were standing off, just like Castiel’s. “It is late.”

“It is,” Castiel agreed. “But, then it does give us cover to talk about our… relationship.”

“Was the shipment not up to your liking?” Vladimir cut in immediately, raising his eyebrows.

Castiel chuckled to himself before taking a long drag off his cigar. “No… your drugs were satisfactory. They are selling quite quickly on the streets. Poor souls.”

“We are sure fueling the trash in this part of the city,” Vladimir responded.

“That we are…” There was a small pause before Vladimir cleared his throat. “So… if it is not about my part of our bargin… what is it about?”

Castiel was not one to beat around the bush when asked a question. He picked up his glass and took a long drink, smacking is lips at the burning from the whiskey in his throat. An all too familiar feeling. He felt a lot of burning in his life. The one taking the cake at the moment was the burn to have Y/N to himself completely again.

Answering honestly, he stated calmly, “Your darling son, Oliver, loves a whore.”

For a moment, Vladimir was caught off guard but then he collected himself enough to respond, “Many men have mistresses on the side.”

Of course they do, Castiel thought to himself. He insisted, “This one is different.”

“How so?”

Castiel’s tone was clear and sharp, his eyes burning into the man sitting across from him, “She’s mine.” Vladimir’s face fell at this mention and Castiel took a long drag off his cigar before exhaling slowly. “So, you see how this is a problem for me,” Castiel said when he did not respond.

It seemed to pain Vladimir to say, “I do.”

Castiel knew it was hitting home for him. Vladimir was rich, he had ties in the political plays of the city. But, Castiel held more power than Vladimir could ever hope to. And messing with something important to Castiel was a large offense. And also a huge mistake. “Your son falling in love with not only a prostitute but one linked to the Bratva… especially me, Vladimir...” Castiel’s eyes flashed and he stared him down. “I am not happy with this.”

“Reasonably so, Castiel.”

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“It is especially dangerous considering she more than likely has feelings for him too…” Castiel began, gauging Vladimir’s response. Vladimir tried to remain stone faced but it faltered for a second, him realizing what Castiel was saying. Not missing a beat though, Castiel continued, “Unlike most men, he stayed the night with her. Multiple times I’ve heard. No doubt giving you some excuse about what he’s been doing. And you know how young boys are. Free sex, a gorgeous girl – if I do say so myself because she is… beautiful…” Castiel trailed off for a second but the implication of how deep his emotions ran for you were clear before he rushed on, trying to brush the moment off. “Young boys are far more impressionable than men with experience. He is falling hard and she is enticing him every step of the way. It is her job though, is it not? To swindle money from unsuspecting men who are down on their luck or needing affection? Unlike your son, I have experience with women. I have a wife, as do you. And our respected mistresses…” Castiel winked at Vladimir. “She is mine. And I have experience dealing with whores. She’s under my thumb. But I’m afraid, Vlad… she has your boy under hers.”

The playful demeanor Castiel held moments before was gone. Leaning forward, he pointed across the table threatingly, “You get your boy off of her or you and I are going to have serious problems. I have been holding off a tax on you because we have had a good relationship and it’s one of the longest I have held in this city. I respect you, Vlad. But, I am agitated by this and in extension, it’s coming back on you. Do you understand me?”

Vladimir exhaled sharply, mulling Castiel’s words over. “Understood,” Vladimir said finally, sounding somber. “I will talk to him.”

“I would recommend sending him out of the city,” Castiel responded.

Balking at this, Vladimir sputtered, “What?”

“Removes the temptation. Only an extreme measure if he does not listen to this ‘talk’ of yours. There are many places to send him. University… army…” Castiel met Vladimir’s gaze and gave him a small smile. It was not friendly. “But, I do not underestimate you. I know you can be very persuasive. I believe in you.”

Swallowing, Vladimir nodded, “That is comforting to hear, Castiel.”

Castiel checked his pocket watch and sighed. He picked up his drink and finished it off. “Like you said. It is late… and I do need to be getting home. I am glad you were able to come and hear me out. I hope our relationship can continue.”

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