#rad: *bro was flabbergasted*

[radaverse]

DUDES I LEGIT FOUND A HAPPY TREE FRIENDS VERSION WITH NO GORE OMG

I know it's kinda ironic of me to whine about the gore [glances to pt ToM and sj PoM]

BUT MAN I DO LIKE THE CHARACTERS THE ARTSTYLE AND THE WAY THE SHOW IS MADE

I JUST NEVER ACTUALLY WATCHED IT BECAUSE IT'S too painful

AND WATCHING A NON-GORE VERSION IS SUCH A RELIEF

bro that was so wholesome actually

[chunkymamatam]

Yooo when you have time, tell me about your JJK, Obey Me and Apothecary Diaries DRs (Just the basics like how it's been and maybe some interesting interractions, if you want)!!!! They're absolute favourite fandoms!! Also, what happened in TBHK lol???

-Reena

Yeah sure!

So what happened in TBHK was I could see ghosts and I made eye contact with Tsukasa’s little ass and that mfer scares me so I pretended like I didn’t see him but he started chasing me down “I KNOW YOU SAW ME” Bro I’ve never run faster 😭 that shit was wild and I’m never going back. He’s gonna get me LMFAO

JJK

Now Let me tell you the funny story of why I was even going JJK… In short I wanted to get down and dirty with Sukuna, I didn’t know how but I assumed I was gonna somehow get into his domain, preferably just appearing there. I fully didn’t intend to survive this encounter. I was like alright if I appear there he’s either gonna kill me on the spot or I’m gonna have 2 seconds to give this man the funniest offer he’s had in centuries

then after that if he accepts he’d kill me after… That did NOT happen. I woke up walked outside and started roaming wondering how imma get this done and mfing Satoru Gojo start following me saying “hey you” LMFAO I RAN

this man was gonna get in my god damn way. And he did. He cornered me at a dead end and said “you done running?”

“Yes”

“Cool can you see this thing.”

“Yes”

“Cool cool. You have a really abnormal amount of cursed energy. You should really be dead right now I don’t know how you’re still walking. Come on.”

and long story short we ended up neighbors. I know he has an actual place so idk why he got the apartment next to mine but here we are.

Obey Me

For Obey Me let me just tell you how I ended up in the Devildom for now because shit was so wild I stg. I woke up in my bed and I thought I just didn’t shift and I sighed, wanting to just go tf back to sleep at that point and all of a sudden my door bursts open and there’s Diavolo, Barbatos and Lucifer’s big asses.

“CONGRATULATIONS ON GETTING INTO RAD! YOU’RE ON AN ALL EXPENSES PAID TRIP TO THE DEVILDOM!”

AND THEN THEY CASTED A SLEEP SPELL ON ME AND THE LAST THING I HEARD WAS “oh goodness she’s naked”

I sleep naked. I could cry from embarrassment rn. If I knew I was gonna start that DR like that I would’ve put clothes on. I didn’t even have enough time to process what was going on. The first thing they knew about me wasn’t my voice, or my awkward mannerisms. No. It had to be that I sleep booty butt naked. My ego? Crushed. My self-esteem? Left the building.

Apothecary Diaries

In my Apothecary Diaries DR everyone thought I was mute because I refused to talk to them. The workers were even bitchier in person. They fr bullied tf out of me for being fat(not surprised), having moles and feckless, being tan(my camera takes my color unfortunately 😭), etc. So I just straight up wouldn’t talk to them. The only ones who knew I could talk were the Eunuchs who brought me to the palace and Jinshi for a good while lmfao. And I didn’t even talk to him fr for a good while(not bitching it’s just funny). Then the whole fight between the Lady Gyokuyou and Lady Lihua happened and Maomao was speculating so I pulled her aside and confirmed for her. It’s funnier because she was like “You can talk???” Like yes girl I just hate these bitches.

Then she asks me why I didn’t say anything if I knew to which I had to explain that I was bought from a foreign country and they weren’t gonna listen even if I did. Girl was flabbergasted. Love her she’s great. Nah we got called into a meeting with the rest of the workers by Jinshi and he held up two signs, one in Chinese one in English cuz I can’t read the characters 😭 by the time Maomao realized that I was trying to get her to come with me cuz this was about the two of us. To be fair tho even if I had run without her it’s really obvious when I’m reading something so he would’ve got my ass anyway LMFAO Lady Gyokuyou kept us both, me because when her and Lady Lihua were fighting I was like “Gyat Damn.” And I quote “I have made the mute speak and now you are mine.” She’s so sweet.

I need to go back to one of these places soon I miss it a lot when I talk about it.

[rainbowmothed]

︵︵ MISC. HAZBIN HOTEL HEADCANONS

╰ ⋯ ➢ just some random hcs i thought of off the top of my head!! ♡ as always, reblogs and likes appreciated! includes both main cast and heaven hcs. :3

𝜚 ₎ MAIN CAST HCS

Vaggie says stuff like “rad,” “dude,” etcetera unironically and definitely gets made fun of for it. Mostly by Cherri and Angel– Pentious says it is ‘hashtag trending awesome sauce.’

Vaggie sets 6 alarms in the morning, all with custom minute intervals between the snooze alarms to make SURE she doesn't sleep through it. Charlie doesn't mind, though, mainly because she wakes up at four in the morning to work on projects anyway.

Charlie has made playlists for everyone in the hotel on hell's equivalent of spotify; Vaggie's is the most well thought out, but they all describe them very well. Alastor never listens to it due to his dislike for modern technology/apps, but he appreciates it– or at least acts like he does– nonetheless.

Charlie definitely rides on Alastor's shoulders like a little kid bro IDC WHAT U SAY

Vaggie has cried ONCE in front of the rest of the hotel after being genuinely dogged on repeatedly on one of the worst days of her life, and they all just stared at her in shock. They hate on her so much because it never impacts her– or so they think so, because Vaggie always shrugs it off. They refuse to talk about it.

Vaggie's spice tolerance is unmatched.

Each night, Charlie visits Pentious’ memorial and wraps a weighted blanket around it, saying that maybe it'd remind him of the Egg Bois and the way they snuggled around him in the afterlife.

Vaggie is a huge Hunger Games fan. 90% of her personality derives from Katniss Everdeen.

Adding onto the last one, if Charlie and Vaggie were to have a child, I feel like it'd have the personality of Lucy Gray Baird.

Niffty definitely writes strange fanfiction. Also has BL as her header on the Hell's equivalent of Twitter. She's a little twisted, but we love her.

Cherri is an absolute menace. That is the best word to describe her.

Angel and Cherri did the “screaming in public restrooms” prank once.

Everyone assumed Charlie was mid-20s until she dropped the bomb that she's over 200 years old. They were all flabbergasted (minus Vaggie, who already knew. Angel also called her a “gilf lover.”)

Angel asked Vaggie about her body count once to tick her off, and she answered “around 1,000 or so, roughly estimated,” thinking he meant kill count. Charlie was shook.

Vaggie is a Paramore, Flyleaf, Evanescence, etcetera fan. Proud listener to 2000s emo girl music.

Charlie's guilty pleasure is punk/metal/rock music. She says she only listens to “Taylor Swift and musicals,” but she has a hidden playlist with KORN, PTV, and all of those bands on it.

Angel wakes Husk up by blasting Ayesha Erotica songs into his ear occasionally since Husk is a heavy sleeper and refuses to get up sometimes.

Pentious calls himself a “semi-proud father of the Egg Bois.”

Charlie ran a hate page about Katie Killjoy. She has since moved on from it... probably.

𝜚 ₎ HEAVEN HCS

Vaggie definitely played about 100 sports back in Heaven. Fencing, soccer, and, bare with me here, she definitely did ballet. She refuses to admit so, however.

The exorcists actually aren't brought into the world as adults. Instead, they're raised by volunteer parents of Heaven their entire lives, starting fighting training at age 6 or so. They claim that “children's brains are easier to mold.” Basically, they're taught to be murder weapons from a very, very young age. It's also instinctive, but it's the training that truly brings it out.

Each exterminator is based on a different bird breed, but the most common are eagles, falcons, hawks, and generally predatory avians.

The Exterminators are also very fast flyers, and they establish the quickest flyers through racing. Vaggie was formerly the fastest until she was cast down to Hell. Now, the fastest is Lute.

Adam also referees these races, and instead of a gun or whistle to start them off, he uses his guitar.

[noxx-33i]

Hello I have come to word vomit RGB trio thoughts and headcanons. Beware some of these will probably be nonsensical and not in order.

I think skate has the worst fashion taste out of the three. I can't say much on this though cause I also have an atrocious sense of fashion/lh

Boombox and to an extent Skate talk in 80's slang. Like radical, bodacious, hella, etc. 80's coded boombox just lives in my head rent free and i can't kick him out/silly

Their alcohol tolerance from lowest to highest goes: Skate, BB, Sling

BB and Skate crash at Slingshot's place ALL the time. At this point even Shuri and Vine are used to them just random showing up

^^continuing this I think they like to enter through anywhere but the window. Most especially Skate. BB at the very least is willing to act like a Normal person and use the door SOMETIMES. Skate however if he uses the door you'll bet that he's going in on his board. Whether or not he immediately crashes and breaks something inside is another thing/lh

Sometimes they'll just have Katy Perry Sessions with Shuriken. Like literally just listening to Katy Parry. Don't. Don't ask why I don't know either/lh

^^they have California Gurlz memorized.

If one of them does a crime none of them are snitching. If one goes down they all go down if one admits to it the other two will admit to it too. No bro left behind/silly

Sling is the smartest academically in their group and is probably the best at math. Not saying he's a prodigy im just saying BB and Skate are probably dumb as shit with math /lh+aaff

Sometimes Skate likes to record his Sick Moves™ and sometimes it would Also be in a place he proooobably shouldnt be in so Sling and BB take turns being on either camera duty or watch duty. Whether either of them are good at it is a different discussion/silly

Skate was caught stealing by the police once but BB was there and somehow he managed to trick them into believing he was Skate's lawyer and that he did not steal anything. Sling watched from the distant absolutely flabbergasted

Sling prices his menu very high and whenever someone asks he's just like "Oh yk, inflation!" and somehow it always works

they like setting fireworks off at night. Sometimes BB can't come cause he's too tired from work or something tho so

Despite Slingshot being the most academically smart in the group Boombox is the one who would hesitate when given a big shiny red button that could nuke Crossroads. Sling and Skate would see a shiny red button and go "ooo shiny" then BOOM!!!! /silly

idk if you want this but I have an au with my friend using the skins ingame (and some we made up for it hehe) where Snowboard and Rainbox were highschool best friends and they would get into shenanigans together like light theft (Rain is the distraction), parties maybe, etc andddd I love them very much

Snow in the au has canonically tried to rizz up a girl (in High School) only to bag her boyfriend AND her brother

^^The au takes place years later when Snowboard is in college (in Blackrock college cause there's no faction wars in this au) and when he comes back he finally meets Cozyshot who is Rain's roommate and erm my friend likes skateshot so I think you can tell what happens next (GAY PEOPLE) /silly

Okay im gonna stop rmabling now have a good day silly muah/p

IM GONNA RAMBLE TOO AND Oh my god ur so right on the first one.

SKATE HAS TERRIBLE FASHION SENse. I can smell it. Hes so sweaty he doesnt care ab his looks too much but bb would say "youre not going out like that

YES I AGREE. Boombox is stuck in the 80s and he doesnt want to leave. Im actually picking up these habits i wanna say rad so bad.

Skate being the lowest is the funniest shit wver bc i love bullying his ass. Did you tell i put NO EFFORT in his stupid hc reveal HEELP

I FEEL LIKE ONE DAY THEY MIGHT GET A SECRET HANGOUT PLACE… like fully furinisjed and with ac and all that fancy shit. How? Idk illegally? They probably have board games and dnd sessions with trusted friends who keep the place a hush

Bro theyre not normal they will never be normal… "GUYS HOW DID YOU GET IN" // "We lock picked your door" // "WHAT THE FUCK"

> lowkey skate would learn lock picking for fun and hed get so good at it he would be tempted to steal more stuff

>> that being said.. rob the bank?/ref

LOWKEY i feel like bb was a nerd in his younger years but grew out of it… he would probably like science facts and everyone thinks hes smart but hes not.. AND YES sling being math smart is so real teehee. Hes the expenses guy but also cant stop himself from spending more than he needs to

Skate n BB would get into so much trouble but no one can ever find them guilty in some fucking way and it makes the authorities so mad

Ironically id like to think Zuka easily catches them doing dumb shit but he doesnt care enough to report it

Sling has probably done tax evasion one or two times.. or more….

Ok cute hcs to vomit out… with ur mention of tired boombox i feel like sling and skate would immediately go to bbs place and crash not in a chaotic way but like ogghd.. ÖIKE THEY MAKE HIM FEEL BETTER BY GIVING SNACKS OR MASSAGES TO HELP HIM LOSE STRESS

Literally any time one of the RGB members get their vibes off its instantly to care land bc bcbc bc 😞😞🙁🙁😞😞😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 *sobbing crying throwing up* theyr besties 😭😭 this xan be both platonic or romantic i legit do not care i love BOTH

With that in mind i feel like whenever skate and bb crash over sling would have a few of their favorite pastries from his cafe saved in his fridge… like dog treats LMAOO

This is likge.. dog-cat-dog relationship… but all are chaotic as fuck /silly

YOUR AU SOUNDS SO SILLY PLEASE I WANT TO SEE!!!! I WANNA DRAW EVEN.

that au makes me think of sling with glasses for some reason… i need to draw so bad….!!!!;!2!

And they were roommates /ref+j

[abbynx]

0 to 100 real quick

La Squadra reacting to a usually silent, patient teammate snapping and going off

Genre: Platonic, just the bois being bros, definitely a self-projection, comfort

Warning: Cursing, mentions of breakup and manipulation 

Your phone rang for the umpteenth time, the stubborn caller failing to realise how many times you've wordlessly made it clear you want nothing to do with him. All you ask of him was to finally leave you alone and yet he continues to persistently pest you. Your will power proved itself mighty to be tolerating his nineteenth call in five minutes.

It was your ex being a stubborn son of a bitch who has a lot of time in his hands, constantly asking you to pick up the phone and let him 'smooth out and explain' his recent relationship with his 'friends' behind your back. You were nowhere near stupid, nor gullible after joining the mob. despite your outward appearance as an innocent, average civilian you've hardened over time with the help of your career and turning your feelings off was no longer a challenge. Over time it simply became a light switch.

After his recent actions came to light, you bear to hesitation to break it off. For a moment you felt guilty when he gave his explanation to why he started seeing other people without you knowing; of course you knew what you were getting into when you signed your soul away to the devil to work in this line of career, you were constantly faced with death and lacked the time to spend time with him. He had no knowledge about what you do for a living, but you knew how to make it clear you were never going to be a simple one-call-away. But over time you've finally gained some self-worth and self-preservation to see through his guilt tripping, before you dropped his ass.

Now you were here, rejecting his calls before pocketing it back in your pants before resuming the movie night. Even putting the phone on silent it continued to bother everyone around you as you continued to nonchalantly press the reject call button.

How can you be this patient, the rest of the team questions but the answer lay before them. Risotto hired the timid assassin with potential for their unwavering patience and swift wits to wiggle them selves out of severe situations, something the time could use to be honest especially when you have a ticking time bomb with no timer and goes off at random. Perhaps the question would be simply answered with a short and simple one: "It's just Y/N being Y/N."

With the pestering phone calls bothering you for the past few days, your team can't help to be annoyed on your behalf and would like to chuck your phone into the deepest trench of the ocean and buy you a new one.

Much to everyone's chagrin, they watch you pick your phone up, however, what you did next was new and unexpected. Instead of rejecting the call, you finally picked up. Most of the time you'd politely greet, but today was certainly different. As soon as you picked up the phone, you wasted no breathe to speak and cut to the chase. All eyes turned to you, some were concerned, curious, shocked, or proud.

"Can you quit blowing up my phone, dude? Twenty FUCKING calls every second is getting tiresome. If you're calling me to 'explain' to me how you're not meeting your hookups then fuck off and get lost! what? Do you miss your personal ego booster? Well then fuck you, go try and choke on your own dick! Do you fucking think I'll believe your half-assed bullshit lies and pathetic fucking cries and bitching will win me over? You must be so fucking DELUSIONAL to be thinking you're worth the effort! What? Are you sad that I’m not a passable doll you can manipulate and mold to your liking? Is that it, you crazy son of a bitch? Can't you fucking get a clue that I'm over it? Huh? I couldn't care less about the new lies you've come up with to try and win me over, I'm done! Finished! Tapos! Ho finito! He terminado! Я задолбался! WHAT OTHER LANGUAGES DO I NEED TO SPEAK TO GET IT THROUGH THAT THICK FUCKING NOGGIN OF YOUR’S? CALL ME AGAIN AND I SWEAR TO ALL THINGS CONSIDERED MIGHTY THAT YOU WON’T HAVE ANY TEETH LEFT, DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND YOU FUCKING CHEATER? DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND? Good."

As soon as you finished the call, you calmly set it down with a sigh of relief. Peace at last. You adjusted yourself comfortably on your seat, wanting to watch the movie on display, when you felt you've made yourself quite the spectacle.

“What?”

Formaggio

- “Woooh, they went off!” His initial response was to high-five you for some reason but you accepted, nevertheless. 

- Very shocked and yet enthusiastic at how you handles yourself at the face of a situation like this. Not to mention, the build up! From you trying to tolerate the caller for the past few minutes, before picking up the call and gave them an ass whipping to remember for the rest of his life! 

- He would feel sorry for the person of the other side of the line if it weren’t for the fact he cheated on you, so good for him to be told off.

Illuso 

- “Heh, about time you told him off.”

- Silently supportive at how you handled yourself at the face of a situation like this and admires you for it. It was very entertaining while it lasted, now he just wants to go back to watching the movie. 

- Along that, he was shock that this hidden side of yours came put of nowhere and came out strong, which he thinks is pretty fucking rad. He now thinks back at the times where he gave you backhanded comments and how you managed to keep yourself cool under it... He now reminds himself not to get on your bad side, ever. 

Proscuitto 

- “.... Thank fuck you’re done, I was starting to think about throwing your phone out.”

- Extremely flabbergasted, as he has never heard you speak fluent in profanities, nor raise your voice at the duration of your stay in La Squadra. and addition to that, the fact you leaned on your seat and calmed yourself immediately as if nothing happened. 

- Nevertheless, he feels proud at you for standing up to yourself and standing your ground. You have always been the timid one entering the world of crime and he overlooked your development within this new and risky life style. Looks like his mentoring worked wonders on you and he feels proud of himself. 

Pesci 

- “......” 

- He was too shaken up to speak, he has never heard you be this angry and frustrated before as you’ve always kept calm in every situation and he admires you for that. 

- He is shaken up, sure but it doesn’t really change how he views you. You were still the patient person he has ever met-- he just happen to witness you lose your cool once but he’s sure that this won’t define you. 

Melone 

- “Good for you for getting rid of that guy.” 

- He’s just relieved that you’re finally done with the guy who has been giving Melone weird vibes the moment you told him about your then boyfriend. A few alarm bells rang in his head as you detailed how he acts around you and despite being happy for you back then, Melone was extremely vocal about his concerns. Looking back at it, he feels that his ‘paranoia’ wasn’t far off.

- He isn’t really shock, he’s just happy that you’re standing your ground and establishing yourself as a person who don’t need no one to use as a co-dependent crutch. After being around Ghiaccio, he really isn’t that phased anymore.

Ghiaccio

- “Fucking finally!”

- Similar to Melone, he’s just relieved your done with the phone calls and clingy boyfriend who is a walking-talking red flag. He hated how you didn’t have time back then to hang out with your other teammates just to spend time with your boyfriend to make up lost times, that often lasts until midnight and Ghiaccio can still hear you talking to your phone. 

- Ghiaccio cares about you despite his distant veneer, and wants the best for the people he cares about. So he was happy that you finally broke your relationship of with a guy who doesn’t deserve you. Also, he’s starting to think that your choice of vocabulary all came from him and is unsure whether he should feel proud or not. 

Risotto

- “Oh... Okay, good for you.”

- He blurted the first thing in mind, because he was just so shock at how you responded. He hired you for being so patient and calm at all times and now looking back, he doesn’t really see himself thinking that one day you’ll be going off without stopping to breathe and stutter. 

- Don’t get him wrong, he actually thinks it’s awesome that you stood up for yourself like that, but just give him time to reel back to reality. He just never thought you’d explode that hard. 

Gelato and Sorbet

- “See Sorbet? I told you they’d snap eventually!” 

- The couple was immensely entertained at your empowering speech being quite the ego breaker and worse-fate-than-death threat. They adore it whenever they see a usually timid newcomer becoming unafraid to stand their ground and tell their oppressors off, it honestly feels like a proud parent thing for them to see their baby kid all grown up and kicking people in the guts with their words. 

- If you would want a rebound, they won’t hesitate to set someone up with you who is far better than your dog-faced ex because they know that people are barely worthy for you 

[fathertaurus]

The Bet (part 1) - Steve Harrington/Billy Hargrove Stranger Things Imagine

A/N: This is something I just thought up this morning and idk it felt necessary to write. This will also most likely become a series (if i don’t procrastinate ;) )

Summary: You and Steve have been dating ever since the night you two, along with Jonathan Byers and Nancy Wheeler killed a demogorgon. But what happens when the pretty faced asshole Billy Hargrove gets involved in your relationship?

PAIRING: Steve Harrington x Reader, Billy Hargrove x Reader

Word Count: 2.0k

Warnings: cursing I guess lol

You had warned him.

You had told Steve countless times not to get involved in any sort of way with that Hargrove kid. After seeing them interact negatively with almost every interaction they had you told him that staying away from Billy would just be the best thing to do for his own sake. And for the most part he listened to you, avoiding eye contact with Billy or just walking away from petty comments by him and his followers. But today it seemed as though that wouldn’t work.

—-

Steve had just gotten out of the showers after basketball practice. Towel wrapped tightly on his waist he headed out into the locker room, to which he thought was empty, but instead stumbled upon a rather loud conversation between his team mates.

“She’s so hot though,” Billy’s obnoxious voice rang out. Steve didn’t even need to peer around the lockers to see–he unfortunately could now recognize that voice quite easily given that Billy never seemed to know how to shut up. So he does his best to tune out the conversation especially since it has nothing to do with him but moreso some poor girl who Billy would likely try and get his hands around later. Instead he turns back to his locker and starts putting on his clothes.

“I mean what’s a girl like Y/N Y/L/N doing with Harrington?” All of his movement ceased, Steve almost completely flabbergasted. 

Why in the hell was Billy Hargrove talking about you? His girlfriend.

“Yeah she’s hot bro.” Some miniscule guy Steve didn’t bother to place his attention, instead he leaned closer in their direction waiting for Billy to speak once more. 

“She’s not just hot, she’s sexy as hell. And her body? Rad.” He could feel his skin crawl, his whole face shriveling up into a deep sooted frown. 

“And, jesus, the things I would do to her.” The mullet moaned allowed causing the crowd around him to hoot and holler in agreement. The sound made Steve’s stomach turn. 

Because Billy Hargrove was talking about his girl, he was groaning about you. And the longer that Steve sat and listened about how he wanted to “Have you up against any hard surface” his anger went through the roof. 

“I mean c’mon s’not like Harrington’s giving her what she really deserves. He’s probably vanilla as hell.” Before he could stop himself Steve had slammed his locker door closed, announcing his position to all of his remaining teammates.

Quickly stumbling from around the corner and into the open space where everyone else was residing Steve nearly launched himself at Billy.

“You shitting me Hargrove?” The question came rolling off of his tongue like acid, face burning red at the anger building up throughout his body. Billy could only stare with a flabbergasted yet amused look, like even though he had no idea Steve was there he was almost glad he heard him fawning over his girl.

“Harrington, had no idea you were here–”

“Yeah clearly.” 

Billy’s eyes darted between their teammates, a smirk building not only on his face but in his eyes. Steve watched with eyebrows furrowed at the glances, the unspoken words that were flooding between the lot of them.

“Don’t talk about Y/N like that. As you were talking about before she’s mine. Meaning you don’t get to talk about her–”

“Ayye slow down Steve.” Billy grinned, “It’s a free country is it not? Can’t tell me who I can and cannot talk about–”

“Yes I can if you’re talking about her.” Steve stepped closer, arms crossed over his chest with full intent on doing whatever was necessary to get Billy to shut the hell up. But to assume so much about Billy Hargrove was a leap.

A quiet chuckle rumbled from the back of his throat, eyes shifting from the floor as he rubbed at his face. 

“You really trying to come at me right now Harrington?” 

“Don’t cream your pants Hargrove.” Steve retailated earning a few snickers from the boys and a instant glare from Billy. “Okay c’mon–Billy I think you truly forget sometimes that you aren’t some big bad guy that everyone is afraid of. Or at least,” He neared closer to him, “I’m not afraid of you.”

His words silenced the room, besides hushed whispers. They were all shocked at how bold he was being. 

“So you’re not afraid of me?” Steve turned back to Billy who now had a strange look on his face and in his eyes, one that made Steve nervous. 

But he shook his head. He didn’t want to give Billy the satisfaction of knowing that he could feel a cold sweat beginning to build over his skin the longer he stood here in the middle of them all. 

“Sorry Hargrove.” he shrugged, “I just don’t scare as easy as these guys–” 

“Good. Than I’m sure you wouldn’t mind a challenge.”

“A what?”

“We play for her.” Steve fell silent. Billy smiled in response before clearing his throat and continuing, “Basketball of course. First person to 21 points wins.” He shrugged like it was no big deal but knowing Billy Steve knew there was much more to this deal.

“Wait win what? She’s obviously already my girl so.. what kind of deal are we making?” 

Billy chuckled once more, the toothpick between his teeth twirling round as he did only adding on to the annoyance building up within Steve. But it only worsened when he crossed the floor to stand directly in front of him. 

“Let me spell it out for you. If you win nothing happens, I’ll stop talking about Y/N and leave her alone–won’t bother her anymore. But if I win,” he neared closer, their noses nearly brushing, “I get her for a whole four weeks.”

“No no hell no–are you kidding me?”

“What? You scared you’re gonna lose Steve-y boy?” Tommy snorted to which Steve quickly retaliated, quite literally jumping at him until Billy raised his hand to his chest. 

“Hey!” Everyone went silent at Billy’s shout, including Steve. He redirected his attention with a look of annoyance “Now let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” Steve scoffed before knocking his hand off of his chest. 

“Are you down Harrington? Or would you prefer to hear my thoughts about your smoking hot babe of a girlfriend down on her pretty little knees for me–”

“I’ll do it.”

Another round of cheers spilled into the locker room, the boldness erupting from Steve and the cockiness that Billy was airing out was fuel to the bystanders flame. This game was going to have everyone on their toes.

And unfortunately it wouldn’t go as perceived. 

He lost. 

Steve Harrington: Basketball King had lost to the smug new kid Billy Hargrove.

They were at a tie, making Steve believe that everything would turn in his favor. He had even mapped out the greatest possibility in his head and it ended with him winning. 

But what he hadn’t predicted was being tripped during his dribble, costing him the last point he needed as the clock had ran out. So whilst he was sat on his ass, practically in shock, Billy was across the court with an ugly smirk and the rest of their teammates surrounding him congratulating him. 

The whole scene made Steve sick to his stomach, but the worst part? Having to tell you, his girlfriend.

POV

“You did what?”

“I know I know I’m so sorry—It was a-a stupid bet I didn’t think he would actually win—“

“You bet me?!”

“I didn’t think he would win!!”

“And he did. So…I suffer because you couldn’t shoot a decent 3 pointer!!”

“Okay I-I deserve that one but I—“

“Lost.” Both of their heads turned to see the unfortunate villain of this whole thing; Billy Hargrove, standing with his pack of mutts loitering round him with disgusting smirk-ridden faces.

He smiled devilishly as he approached, hands stuffed into the pockets of her leather jacket and cigarette dangling from the side of his mouth. He swayed over ecstatically—his pride puffing out just as much as his chest until he was standing beside you.

“Well hello there beautiful.” You watched as the words literally rolled off his tongue, resisting the urge to stare into his eyes. You wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. Instead you scoffed, arms crossing tightly over your chest as you did so.

Luckily he decided to simper at the response, instead, focusing his attention on your loving boyfriend.

“King Harrington, I’m here to collect my earnings.”

“Watch it asswipe.” Steve groveled, staggering  towards him until Billy raised a hand to his chest, haulting Steve in his tracks. The movement caused him to stumbled back onto the side of his car causing your nerves to flare up.

“Harrington Harrington Harrington,” Billy tisked in mocking tone one that was triggering your own anger. So much so that you began to stalk forward but then froze when the mullet-wearing-jerk began to speak.

“I’d watched what I say if I were you. See that gorgeous doll over there,” he gestured with his thumb, “Will be mine for a whole 3 weeks. Which means I get to do just about anything I want with her—“

“Uhm no I did not agree to that—“

“And if you push me,” he glanced between the two of you, eyes trailing all over your figure with a look that would knock any other girl down onto their knees. But you just got a shiver up your spine and a bitter taste in the back of your throat.

He chuckled aloud before redirecting his attention to your pinned boyfriend, who was seething through his teeth.

“I’ll do what you never had the guts to do.” Instantly you knew exactly what he meant. Both you and Steve had yet to share your first time together—deciding to “Wait until the moment was right.”

Now you were regretting that choice.

“The hell you will—“

“Ah ah ah,” Billy interrupted, “What did I just say?” Steve literally bit his tongue to resist attacking Billy because doing so would probably only give him another thing to hold over his head.

From the sidelines you could see how red in the face he had become, how the anger had moved from a swarm in his chest to fill the pads of his cheeks and tip of his nose. He was fuming, seconds away from a rupture. The only thing keeping him from doing so was you.

“Alright then,” Billy released his grip on Steve’s jacket with a sickly satisfied grin. He distanced himself away from him only to move closer to your silent figure, body now spun in your direction.

“Ready to go…., babe?”

His pet name made you sick, quite literally twisting a knot into your stomach so large you thought you would combust. But unfortunately the feeling was *only a feeling meaning there was no way out of this one.

“Billy I never agreed to—“

“Y/N.” The sound of your name surprisingly didn’t come from the boy in front of you, no, it was the one standing behind him: Steve.

He was making direct eye contact with you, a look worn on his face that caused a flicker of worry to shoot through your chest. He was shaking his head.

It took a moment for you to understand but then it hit you.

He was telling you to go along with it.

But why? Why would he just..give you up like that? Surrender to Billy so easily. There had to be more to this.

“You heard the man.” Bringing yourself back to reality Billy wrapped his arm around your shoulders, his body heat causing your heart to race. Never had you ever been this close in proximity to him due to almost absolutely hating his guts–which was most due to his sexist attitude and quick temper amongst all other things. And now you were stuck with him for a whole month. 

“Let’s go.” 

A/N: oh god I hope that was okay. I literally just typed this up and did a quick read over so if there’s any mistakes I missed I apologized. But this is just the first part! Stay tuned for the next one!

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This is a conversation between Fairy!Arthur Kirkland //Yes for starter// and yourself, Alfred F. Jones.

Alfred F. Jones: +yes

Fairy!Arthur Kirkland //Yes for starter//: Arthur flew around a human’s kitchen, using his magic to make the human a cake. He felt it was the least he could do after routinely stealing the human’s food and the one time he swapped the sugar with the salt. Arthur wasn’t all too fond of humans in the first place, but he had taken a liking to this one in particular. Arthur originally liked to mess around with the human, moving things around and turning lights on and off just for laughs, but over time he started to be a bit nicer, cleaning the human’s desk and making sure that everything was in it’s place. After months of being around this human, they still hadn’t noticed him. Arthur remembered a time when humans feared fairies, but nowadays, Arthur found that most humans didn’t even think fairies existed. He didn’t mind. Honestly, he liked it this way, it was much more fun watching them mumble about ghosts instead of the obvious conclusion. Arthur continued working on the cake, trying his hardest to make sure it didn’t burn like his first attempt had. As gifted as he was with magic, baking was never Arthur’s strong suit. Still, Arthur wasn’t worried, he had time before the human got home. Arthur had figured out what times the human had work and built his usual schedule around that. He had an hour at least. And everything was going fine, until Arthur heard the door open. Quickly, Arthur dropped what he was doing, literally, and flew behind a glass vase. Arthur heard the door close and footsteps. Usually Arthur would just fly straight to the window the human always left open, but if he did that, he would have to pass the human and run the risk of being seen. It was too risky. Arthur stayed where he was, watching the human enter the kitchen with wide eyes.

Alfred F. Jones: Alfred had gotten back from work earlier then usual. He was very glad his boss allowed him to leave an hour early. Upon getting home, he entered the kitchen ready to find something to eat, as he usually did when returning home. Although, when he entered one of his favorite places in his home, he stopped in his tracks near the doorway. "...Okay! That's it! I'm done! Ghost, show yourself! You're really freaking me out! What are you even doing to my kitchen? Like seriously man, what the heck?" Alfred yelled, walking into the kitchen more to inspect the "Ghost's" mess. "Is... is this cake batter? Why? Were ya gonna through a ghost party and not tell me?" He glanced around the room, silent as he waited for a response from his ghost housemate. Strange occurrences had been happening in his home for a while now and he's honestly fed up with it at this point. First, the ghost was mean and played tricks on him and now it rearranges his stuff to where he can't find it and apparently bakes cake. "Were ya even gonna share the cake..?" He muttered to himself as he looked around the kitchen for any signs of supernatural activity.

Fairy!Arthur Kirkland //Yes for starter//: Arthur stayed hidden, but couldn't help but giggle a bit. A ghost party? Really? Yes, he did find it funny to screw with Alfred, and seeing him like this made Arthur less worried that he'd be seen. What Arthur found even funnier was that even after all of this Alfred insistently believed in ghosts, but not fairies. He kept a close eye on Alfred as he used his magic to clean up a bit of batter that had spilled on the counter. He didn't mean to make so much of a mess, it just sorta happened. He peeked his little head out from behind the glass vase and stared up at Alfred. For the record, he was making the cake for Alfred anyway, so of course he was going to share it. And once Alfred left, Arthur would finish making the cake.

Alfred F. Jones: Alfred's attention instantly went to the movement he saw out of the corner of his eye. "Ah-ha!" He exclaimed as he turned toward where he thought the ghost was, due to the batter on the counter being cleaned. "So you're still in here! Sweet! Bro, its fine that ya made a mess. I honestly don't care. Plus ya usually clean up my messes so its cool. I just wanna, I dunno, talk. I guess. Wait.. are you able to talk? Oh geez, I'm gonna look like an asshole if ya can't. I'm sorry man. I just.. I'm kinda upset that ya like move my stuff around, I've lost a lot of things because if it... And I'm like super grateful though! Is there anyway I can see ya? Maybe I can like throw flour on ya and see ya that way? Ya know, like in the cartoons. Oh, sorry I'm rambling. Is there anything ya wanna say, if you can I mean." He ranted casually. He used to be so scared of ghosts, but after living with one and trying everything he could find to get rid of his unexpected housemate, he eventually just gave up and lived with it. He had to admit it was pretty rad to live with a ghost. "It's just I wanna work this whole living, not living? together thing out? Like, is there anything ya need?" He asked, looking off to the side, where he assumed the ghost wasn't was. "Huh?" he uttered as he noticed something odd and tiny next to a vase. "What the.." he trailed off, blinking, thinking his eyes may be playing tricks on him.

Fairy!Arthur Kirkland //Yes for starter//: Arthur burst into a fit of laughter as he watched Alfred talk to thin air. It was just too much honestly. "Bloody idiot," he managed to say while he shook with laughter, his wings fluttering a bit as well. But his laughter stopped the minute he noticed Alfred looking his way. Arthur hid behind the glass vase, holding his breath and closing his eyes, not daring to move for fear of being seen. Perhaps he shouldn't have gotten so comfortable around Alfred, even if the human was rather dull. Arthur waited for a while before looking around the vase again, quickly, before hiding again. Alfred was still there and clearly was watching him. Arthur felt butterflies in his stomach and feared for the worst.

Alfred F. Jones: Alfred crouched down so that his face is level with the counter. "Is that you? Are...Are you a small ghost?" He asked curiously, since he definitely saw something, but wasn't sure what exactly he saw. "I'm not gonna hurt ya. Like I said I wanna talk, see ya, figure out how this living or nonliving together thing out." He added softly, hoping to coax the small ghost out of hiding. "..hmm... will it help if I told ya about me? My name's Alfred Jones. I'm single. I like to have fun and I work at a arcade place. I also like to volunteer at a pet shelter. So, what about you?" he asked, waiting patiently for a response.

Fairy!Arthur Kirkland //Yes for starter//: Arthur listened carefully but still didn't trust Alfred. Even if he was an idiot, Alfred was a human, and Arthur didn't trust humans. Sure, he liked to mess around, but he hadn't actually spoken to a human in hundreds of years. Arthur swallowed and took a deep breath before speaking, still hiding behind the vase. "I'm not a ghost, Alfred," was all he said. He remained there for a moment more before coming out from behind the vase and looking Alfred in the eye. Something about this made Arthur uneasy. Arthur didn't like the feeling at all. He shook it off and spoke again. "I'm Arthur. I'm a fairy."

Alfred F. Jones: Alfred's eyes widened as Arthur revealed himself to him. "Woah.. you're not a ghost!" Alfred exclaimed quietly, staring at Arthur. "Your're so tiny!" Honestly, Alfred was flabbergasted at this new concept. He was shocked to see that a small little fairy had been doing everything he thought the ghost was doing, but at the same time he is relieved that it wasn't a ghost at all. "It's nice ta meet cha, Arthur! How long have ya been here in my home?" he asked, grinning happily.

Alfred F. Jones: ((sorry about the wait I had a sudden phone call))Fairy!Arthur Kirkland //Yes for starter//: ((It's fine!))Fairy!Arthur Kirkland //Yes for starter//: Arthur gave a small smile as Alfred spoke. This wasn't at all what he was expecting, but he went with it. "About a month, I think," he answered. He nervously scratched his neck and shifted his weight. "I really am sorry for all the trouble I caused you, Alfred. I hope you'll accept my apology," he said after a long pause. Now that he was talking to Alfred, he felt he should be a bit more polite, seeing as Alfred was being nothing if not polite to him.Alfred F. Jones: Alfred is excited to meet the new creature and hopefully become his friend. "That's cool and it's all cool, man! Is it just you here or are there others? Do fairies live in, like, packs or something or do they live on their own? Oh! Or do they choose a human to live with and ya chose me?" He asked, extremely curious as he continued to ask questions. "Where have ya been sleeping? Do fairies sleep? What about food? Do you eat anything? Ah! Were you the one making this cake? How did you do all this by yourself? Everything is so big compared to you. You must be very strong to be able to pick everything up!" He finally stopped talking for a moment, waiting for Arthur to speak. It's as if Alfred had reverted back to childhood as he spoke with the fairy.

Fairy!Arthur Kirkland //Yes for starter//: ((brb))

Alfred F. Jones: ((mkay))

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