#she's soooooooooo tired of listening about you

[lord-of-lollipops]

Tu maane ya naa yeh bemani hai,

Jab pahuchega rabb de darwaaze,

Darpan na milega koi,

Usse roz yaad jo dilata hu mein,

Chandra prabha sa chehra

Samandar si gehri ankhiyan

Lehro si beparwah zulfein

Phir bhi usse nahi pasand ayina ka chalava,

Kyuki, haath kangan ko arsi kya?

padhe likhe ko farsi kya?

[exalted-dawn-drabbles]

I see Tal x OC highlighted my love so do I dare?? mayhap If you're feelin it, Vir x Tal with “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

Yeah so uh, as you know, I kinda ended up going over the top with this one soooooooooo.... Have 2.3k words worth of soft smut <3 Thanks for the prompt I had a ton of fun writing it. for @dadrunkwriting

Rated E: Explicit Smut, Face Sitting, Porn w Feelings, ~2.3k words

How Much I Love You | By Exalted_Dawn

Talenna slipped through the dark-wood door of Virelan’s quarters as silently as a whisper. The heavy, lacquered thing clicked shut behind her, severing the light of the stairwell’s sconces and plunging her into near complete darkness. Overhead, she could see just the slightest rim of red lining the top step– the glow of a dying fire– but from the base of the steps, she was as a shadow was. Unseen. 

She listened for a moment, trying to discern if the room was sleeping or awake. There was the soft popping and crackle of the fire, and the slightest rattle from the windows as the wind struck Skyhold’s west-facing side. If she strained, burning a bit of her magic, she could hear the soft inhale and exhale of sleep– deepened, steadier sighs that she knew belonged to Virelan.  Talenna listened a little longer, just in case she was mistaken, but the sound was unaccompanied by the turning of a page or the scribble of paperwork. 

Only silence and breath.  

Talenna released a quiet puff of air and slid the cloak from her shoulders, hanging it on a hook beside Virelan’s scarves and sword belt. She took extra care not to bump the large blade leaning against the wall as she slowly began to mount the steps. 

As expected, she found Vir tangled up in her blankets, buried face deep in her pillow with one leg out to the night air. Talenna huffed in amusement, shedding her next layer of clothing, and then a third– each forming a puddle on the floor as she quietly padded toward the bed. By the time she reached it, she was in nothing more than her tunic, and the night air was making her thighs prickle with goose flesh. At last, Talenna drew the clips from her hair, letting its full length fall free, before setting them aside and crawling into bed alongside Virelan. 

“Vhenan,” she whispered, touching the round of Vir’s shoulder so as not to startle her too badly.

Virelan grunted a little, then turned her head so that just a single eye peeked out from the side of her pillow. If Talenna hadn’t been heightening her senses, she likely wouldn’t have been able to tell if she had woken Virelan fully, but she could just barely catch the glint of firelight in her dark eyes as one peeled open to stare up at her. 

She smiled, stooping to press a slow kiss to the rise of her cheek. She could taste the ridge of vallaslin beneath her lips. “Ma’lath, it’s me.” 

“...Tal?” Vir groaned, stirring more into waking. 

“Ir abelas,” she breathed, speaking a little louder now as she still leaned over Vir’s form, the bed dipping beneath their shared weight. “I did not want to wake you so late. The scouts kept me longer at the Basin than planned– they wanted my opinion on some elvhen rune work they found.” 

“Nonsense.” Virelan turned, reaching to drag Talenna down over her body, rolling them both until Talenna was fully on top of her. As per usual, Virelan was a veritable furnace, and felt nearly scalding beneath her own chilled skin, but Talenna could not mind it as a strong arm wrapped tighter about her waist and guided her closer. Close enough for Vir to press a tired kiss to the side of her neck. “I am glad you did. I’ve missed you, arasha. Welcome back.” 

“Glad to be so,” she murmured, bending to steal a more quenching kiss now that her lover was fully awake. She cupped Virelan’s jaw and tilted her face up, their lips catching on one another and falling open so that they could both taste each other in relish. Talenna let her tongue slip out to trace teasingly along the edge of Vir’s mouth, but before she could continue her slow torture, she felt the sharp bite of teeth into the plush of her lip, and Virelan pulled away, a brighter shine in her eyes than before when she had just woken. 

“I assure you, not as much as I am to have you back,” she huffed, her voice warm and gravelly with sleep. 

Talenna chuckled. “Oh?” She slipped off of Vir and to the side, settling in the crook of her lover’s shoulder so that one leg lay slung between the woman’s thighs, the rest of Tal’s body pressed fully into her silhouette. “I am not so sure I believe you, ise’amelan.” She ghosted her finger over Vir’s collar bone teasingly, and delighted as she saw her lover shiver in response. “I spent a month in a frozen basin, with no one to warm my bed rolls. It was a lonely few weeks.” 

“No more lonely than mine without you here,” Virelan rumbled back, her hand sliding around the curve of Talenna’s waist to hold her that much tighter. 

“You had Tulin to keep your company.”

“Yes, but I am afraid Tulin has taken to spending his nights sleeping over with Krem and the rest of the Chargers,” Virelan shot back, but not with malice. There was only a storm’s rumble in her voice, humid and lazy. “Come. Sit on my face, ma’arasha, and I will show you exactly how much I missed having you here with me.” 

A bolt of hot thrill twisted in Talenna’s stomach then. It was late, and truthfully they both should sleep, lest they regret it come morning. But historically, Talenna had never been much good at denying Virelan her way. Not when she requested such a thing, and especially not when she did so like that. 

The heat in her belly began to spread, and with a quiet snort, Talenna rose, shucking off her tunic and sliding her smalls from her hips. Letting them, too, drop to the floor. “Only because you asked so nicely,” she said, and pushed up onto her knees. 

Clearly happy with herself, Virelan’s lips curled into a proud grin, and she scooted lower along the bed, just enough so that Talenna could throw her legs into a straddle on either side of Virelan’s pointed ears. Strong fingers buried themselves into the meat of Talenna’s thighs, dragging her just a little higher until finally Talenna could feel the warm, wet brush of Vir’s breath between her legs– in and out. A victorious huff.

Talenna shivered, and moaned a little. 

A low purr rose from Vir’s throat, and the woman dragged her roughened grip further up the back of Talenna’s legs, taking a moment to cup and squeeze at the curve of her ass, before sliding her hand back down all over again. With a firm hold, she tugged Talenna’s legs just an inch or so wider apart, took a deep breath in, and sighed happily. “Mmmn, I’ve missed you.” 

And without further preamble, tilted her chin up and buried her mouth deep against Talenna’s folds. 

Unable to help herself, Talenna let out a wanton groan, her head falling back in rapture. “Ahhh…fuck, Vir.” Like Antivan clockwork, her hand fell down to scrape roughly against Vir’s scalp, tugging her closer against her apex. It really had been too long.

Virelan made an approving noise, craning further to drag the flat of her tongue up to Talenna’s clit, where she pressed down hard before parting it with a sharp lick. Talenna lurched reflexively, but the firm grip digging into the back of her thighs held her steady as Virelan pulled her down further and began to nurse at Talenna’s clit with abandon. Another broken cry flew from Talenna’s lips.

Fenedhis- thank the Creators that they could be loud again. Talenna doubted she would be able to bite her tongue even if she tried.

She rocked her hips into Virelan’s mouth, shuddering with every drag and suck that the woman beneath took of her. She could practically feel the curve of Virelan’s grin.

“Mmmmnnn arashaaaaa,” she purred, letting the endearment wash over Talenna’s dripping cunt as she pulled back to steal some air. “I fucking love how you taste. Did you know that?”

Talenna swallowed the whine that fought to crawl its way up her throat. Or rather, she choked on it. “I do believe you mention it every time we do this,” she croaked, a wry twist of frustration in her tone. Virelan always liked to stretch out her tortures, but tonight Talenna did not have the patience for it. She had gone without anything for near over two months now, with travel to and from the Basin taking almost as long as her assignment there, and her temper had been frayed by the distance. 

Just to prove her point, she tugged lightly on the back of Vir’s head– a silent order to continue.

Virelan just chuckled at her. “Can I not be allowed to take my time and enjoy your flavor, arasha?”

“No,” Talenna huffed flatly, and in belligerence, she tugged again, harder.

“Alright, alright,” Virelan cooed, her tongue flicking out to catch a bit of Talenna’s slick from between her folds. “You needn’t throw a tantrum.”

Talenna tilted her head disbelievingly as she stared down at her, her lips twisted in an unimpressed scowl. “I will if you continue stalling.” 

Virelan just snorted and, after a moment’s torturous waiting, tugged her back down against her mouth. 

This time, Talenna did not hesitate to rock her hips into the broad stroke of Vir’s tongue. Her thighs clamped tight to either side of Vir’s head as she held her close and swayed with the motions and rhythm. She danced, as Vir fucked her slow and good on her tongue. Talenna released a string of low curses, allowing the full weight of her body to sink until finally she felt the back of Vir’s head press into the mattress beneath them. She rolled her hips again, with more urgency, and she could feel her lover’s approval through a reverberating groan that reached Talenna’s insides. She shuddered, and canted into the sensation.

“Fuuuck,” she sighed, her hips stuttering as she began to increase her tempo. Virelan took to the  change easily, of course, and flattened her tongue so Talenna saw stars behind her eyes with every sharp jerk. Talenna rode her fast and with fervor, savoring the wet slide of her lover’s tongue against her clit and through her folds. Gods, but it had been too fucking long. “Your mouth feels amazing, ma’lath.”

Virelan only purred, and sucked hard on Tal’s clit as soon as it was close enough to catch. 

Talenna lurched and cried out in pleasure. A reaction that only made Virelan repeat what she had done again. 

This time, she buckled over on herself as a shudder ripped through her body, nearly robbing her of her balance. Talenna could feel her climax mounting fast– the overwhelming pleasure paired with the extensive time of going without making for a powerful and dangerous combination. A hand snapped out to grab hold of the headboard for support, and collecting every ounce of willpower she had, Talenna pushed the orgasm back down. 

Not yet. 

But try as she might to stave it off, it had not stopped Virelan from noticing her slip in composure, nor the hitch in her hips as Talenna slowed to relieve the too-tight coil of pleasure in her belly. A lapse that she was too sharp not to take advantage of. 

Two fingers plunged into Talenna’s core as Virelan shifted her sole focus to Talenna’s clit. Sucking, licking, and teething while her hand wreaked havoc on her insides. And her sensibilities. 

“Fuck, ma’asha,” she growled, throwing her head back. But no matter how hard she tried to rein in her hunger, still, her body moved. Danced, as Vir’s fingers plunged again and again into her wet heat. Ceaseless. Maddening. Fuck, fuck- 

A sharp curl of Virelan’s fingers timed well with the broad tipped lick of her tongue against Talenna’s clit sent her tumbling into the white abyss. She broke with a loud moan, rutting down hard and staying there as her body clamped and shook in pleasure. She knew if Virelan needed to, she could easily throw Talenna in favor of breath, but the woman stayed stationary, happily lapping up the slick that flowed free from between her legs. The show off. 

With a weary huff, Talenna collapsed onto the bed beside her partner, still shuddering with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Even as Virelan finished cleaning her face and hand of the gleam that coated them, Talenna had still yet to fully catch her breath. Her chest heaved, and her stomach clenched, and she was finally and truly at ease. Never again would she leave Skyhold for so long– not without her. 

Like before, Virelan wasted no time in throwing an arm around her and pulled her loosely against a fire-warm chest. The cradle of Virelan’s embrace almost too warm against her sticky, sweat-cooled skin, but Talenna did not minded it. It was a familiar enough feeling by now, and she happily sank into the heat with a tired hum. All of a sudden, her eyelids felt as though they were made of lead.

Virelan whispered low in her ear. “Welcome home, love.” 

A kiss was pressed to the side of Talenna’s brow, tender and hushed, like a lover’s secret. She hummed softly in affirmation, glad to be back. More than glad. But as much as she wanted to say that, she could already feel the shackles of sleep taking her. She could no longer hold open her eyes. 

“See you in the morning.”

In the morning, then. It was a promise. 

She drifted off to sleep in the peaceful embrace of their room– a barely crackling hearth her lullaby, and the truth of Vir’s statement sitting firmly in her heart. Tomorrow, Talenna would wake, and Virelan would be the first thing she sees. Her breath, the first thing she feels as it passes through her bangs, slow and restful. They would wake and share breakfast. Tulin would eventually return, and happily embrace her with a bright smile and some flower or other in hand.

They would see each other tomorrow. She was home. 

[exdayshiftguardhana]

(OOC) TW FOR HOMOPHOBIA USE OF THE F SLUR (It’s censored but still) ABUSE IMPLIED SUICIDE MENTION BLOOD ARM BITING (idk what else to call it) VIOLENCE AND BROKEN BONES BELOW THE CUT.]

[Video recording begin.]

[The recording begins with the camera on the floor in an apartment, only one person is in the main room and in frame. Hanako. She is staring out the door with a backpack on her back, seemingly waiting on someone.]

H: Ok fuckers, lets play this stupid game.

[Another person walks out, seemingly from a room. They bend down revealing a man with green-ish eyes and short black hair. Holding a cat.]

?: Hana, are you sure this is a good idea? Talking to your parents after like a year?

H: Listen Jack, I'll be fine.

J: Last time you said that you got fucked up by a high-school jock named Harley.

H: Meh, fair point.

J: You're taking Luna with you right?

H: You… Might have to bring Luna to wherever I end up. I don't think it's a good idea to put a cat in a backpack where I have a knife.

J: Ok coo-

[A knock on the door cuts Jack off, he stands up looking at the door, before Hanako uses her hand to motion Jason out of the room. Leading to him walking out of frame.]

H: [Annoyed.] It’s open!

[The door opens, two people seen from knee height in the doorway. Hanako stands up, grabbing the phone. Changing the camera angle from the floor to her shirt pocket where both people are now in frame. The man with a beard wearing sunglasses and a black baseball hat, as well as a black button up. The women, wearing a black dress and glasses.]

H: Hey!

?: Sweetheart. Don't play dumb we got the phone call. We know you haven't been listening to us.

H: [Mumbling.] I swear to fucking god could you at least say hi first. [Normal volume.] Nice to fucking see you too mom.

?: Honey. We're here to bring you home. So you can heal.

[The woman goes to grab Hanako's arm, leading to her moving her hand away.]

?: Hanako. This isn't high-school. This ‘gay’ thing you had going on can stop. Come. Home.

H: If you touch me I will kick you. You. Bitch.

??: [Snapping.] HEY! Don't speak to your mother that way.

[Hanako looks at the two, seemingly annoyed.]

??: You're coming home, and we're gonna find you a proper relationship.

H: How about no?

??: We're both tired of you doing this devil worshiping. You are coming home whether you like it or not.

H: No.

?: HANAKO ENOUGH. YOU ARE COMING HOME AND WE'RE GOING TO HEAL YOU!

[Hanako walks over to get in the woman's face, the woman looks mad as the camera gets closer.]

H: Oh yeah because that healing bullshit worked SOOOOOOOOOO well for Maya right?

[The man pushes Hanako, causing the phone to shake. He pushes her into a wall, the camera only viewing his shirt.]

??: NEVER BRING UP THAT DISAPPOINTMENT AGAIN YOU F[Redacted.]

H: I-

[Hanako is cut off by the man slapping her and grabbing her arm, she screams for a moment before the man can be heard grabbing her by the face.]

??: I've put up with your bullshit long enough. You're coming home you brat.

[The man begins dragging Hanako, causing the camera to shake more but before he can drag her out the door. The camera gets refocused long enough to see Hanako bite the man's arm with a snap, the man screams and the last thing the camera sees is blood. Hanako begins running, causing the camera to shake even more. She can be heard coughing before there's a set of thuds that lasts a few seconds.]

H: OW FUCK-

[When the camera finally refocuses again Hanako is at the bottom of a set of stairs, running and shouting is heard before Hanako struggles to get up.]

??: [Distant.] GET BACK HERE YOU FUCKING BITCH.

H: GO FUCK YOURSELF!

[Hanako continues going down stairs, seemingly limping as the camera shakes up and down. The distant screaming heard in the background as Hanako makes it to a lobby looking area and runs out the door, falling to the ground.]

H: [Pained.] God fucking damnit. Fucking assholes.

[After a few seconds of Hanako coughing, she stands up and turns around. Seeing the man and woman from before opening the door.]

??: YOU ARE IN SO MUCH FUCKING TROUBLE YOU BRAT.

[The man's arm is missing a bit of flesh, seemingly torn out by Hanako earlier. Blood dripping onto the gravel.]

?: [Fake sobbing.] I just wanted my only daughter back. And you do this?

H: [Pained speech lasts for the rest of the transcript.] Cut it the fuck out. You're faking that shit. You had a chance to have a family. Not my fault you fucked it up.

??: Your sister was a spoiled brat who wouldn't listen, we want you to be better than he-

H: They. And don't fucking call them a brat you son of a fuck.

??: This is the issue. You're poisoned with all these… False ideas. It's that brat's fault you left. That you're like this.

?: Please. Be better than that disappointme-

[Before the woman can finish, Hanako cuts her off by sucker punching her in the mouth. The camera blurs as Hanako spins to punch the man as well. A thud is heard as the man hits the ground, multiple sounds are heard at once. The most notable being multiple cracks and shouts from the man's direction on the floor. When it stops and the camera refocuses, the man is seen on the ground grabbing his left arm.]

?: YOU STUPID BRAT. WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?

H: I broke his arm. And probably cracked a few ribs. Now never talk to me again you fucking bitch. I'll be waiting on the cops I know you'll call.

[Hanako walks off as the woman can be heard screaming behind her. Hanako sits on a sidewalk, waiting for whoever shows up. She sighs… Almost sounding disappointed..? The recording stops here.]

[End recording.]

[readingaway]

Worst Reads of 2022

time for some negativity! I’m just going to list the books I absolutely hated this year and give a short explanation of why I hated them.

1- Disfigured by Amanda Leduc

Literally the best part of this book is the description. The contents never get deeper than that and the book utterly failed to really investigate or explore what Leduc claimed to be writing about. Much of the text is taken up by autobiographical details and biographical details about other writers. 

2 - Namesake (Fable, #2) by Adrienne Young

This was especially disappointing because I’d quite enjoyed Fable - in-so-far as I can enjoy most YA adventure fantasy-romance, and Fable was very typical of its genre. But Namesake? What the hell was the point of this duology. I have to ask. What was the point Ms. Young? More importantly, you do understand that in your chosen genre of YA fantasy adventure the protagonist needs to do something.

But wait a second I need to go over another detail before I get back to the insanely weak plot and characters. The worldbuilding. It sucked. In Fable I put up with it, there was some nice imagery. But with all the other issues in Namesake I couldn’t ignore it. Young uses the same tired costuming tropes where, in one scene, the MC is forced - forced I say! - to wear a pretty dress to a party which involves a horribly uncomfortable corset. (What undergarments was she wearing before?) But that’s barely even an issue compared to, for example, that there is exactly one alcoholic drink in the entirety of this fictional world and it is called rye. That’s it. Rye rye rye. He was drinking rye, she was drinking rye, they were drinking rye. I wouldn’t be surprised if it had originally been rum and the editor made Young come up with something else to call it because rum would be too stereotypical or whatever. The rye thing is a pretty good example of the weak worldbuilding without getting too far into the plot. But I would also note that there is no clarity in what the climate is like, or the various cultures. Oh yeah. I guess there’s some magic in this story and some people have the ability to read or sense gems somehow, and it is only used for tension in a couple scenes and doesn’t matter to the main plot.

And back to the plot, which sucked. As a general rule, the main character of a story needs to do something. There are other important things about plots and characters, such as that a main character should want something, and that this drives the plot. The MC here does, at least, want something: her father’s love. What she does do over the course of two books is all about gaining her father’s approval or love, or it’s about helping her love interest. Just typing that makes me realize that somehow this duology failed the sexy lamp test with its main character. Fortunately it’s been almost a year so I won’t write more but seriously. This book is so bad. It’s soooooooooo bad.

3 - The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas

I love the 90s adaptation of this book and so was excited to read listen to it, at last. That was a mistake. The first section of the book, up until Edmond escapes prison is good. It’s tense and you can really feel and understand why he’s so angry and set on revenge. The rest of the book.... his revenge is too intricate, there’s too much moralizing and talking. The revenge isn’t even satisfying. There’s a time gap between the escape and Edmond’s return to Marseille and he picks up this Greek slave girl who is kind of his adopted daughter but then becomes his love interest. He screws Mercedes over. The movie changed almost everything from the point of the escape and that was the right decision. There’s no satisfaction or great romance in the novel.

4 - Upright Women Wanted by Sarah Gailey

So, I wasn’t a fan of American Hippo because it turned out that the novellas were not, in fact, fun and were instead gritty westerns. I figure that’s more an issue of my not reading the description carefully enough. This, I was unsure about and I just wish I hadn’t picked it up. It might have been good, but it’s missing so much worldbuilding/ information. I cannot buy into a story where somehow, at the time of the real american civil war, there’s instead this very fascist government over all the white people and there’s a secret society of people ferrying folks from the east to the free, rebel-held west. And that the headquarters of this rebel stronghold are in Utah. And the place names are the same. You cannot actually expect me to believe that there is a Provo, Utah not twenty years after initial colonization that is a glorious safe haven for free speech and being gay and nonbinary. I also don’t recall there being much about race or colonization in this story despite it being set, again, at the time of the real american civil war and with the group the audience is supposed to be rooting for heading for safety in a very recently colonized place.

*addendum, apparently this story is actually supposed to be “near-future.” But the worldbuilding issue remains the same. There’s nothing in this novella to 1) make it clear when this is supposed to be set, 2) make it clear or even possible to guess what has happened to bring about this “near-future” dystopia. I’ve read other, similar stories that also involve a near-future dystopia set in the US that give enough detail for that described future to be plausible. (Ex, The Handmaid’s Tale, or Civilwarland In Bad Decline.) This novella does not give enough information for me to even visualize the story, much less understand the essential question of “how did we get here?”

5 - How to Write a Mystery, edited by Lee Child

There were a lot of bad essays

6 - Leave the World Behind by Rumaan Alam

I wrote a review of it which you can read here.

7 - The Once and Future King by T.H. White

So yeah. I would like to stuff a sock in Merlyn’s mouth and duct-tape it shut and shoot him out of a cannon. That’s a bit extreme, but so much of this text was taken up by his patronizing, philosophizing, when he wasn’t going on racist rants and making up colonial manifestos. Such speeches rang especially hollow with the hindsight provided from the last several decades since the books were being published. There were other issues I had with the book, such as abrupt time skips and glossing over important details or constantly referencing other authors so that in order to understand this excessively long book, one must already be familiar with the preceding major works of arthuriana.

[justanotherlifeff]

Urges part 2

Urges basically is the only fic I’ve written that got over 500 notes and a sequel was requested soooooooooo here it is! @fortheloveofrwby @unfazedrose​​

To anyone, the classroom was the most ordinary classroom in existence, unless you count the fact that it was filled with hero trainees and a pro hero teacher. It was like the average classroom, where there were students like Mirio Togata, an over energetic boy who was so excited about class everyday that he forgot to bring his own lunch, and students like Nejire Hado, who started a new diet and decided that not bringing lunch would be a good idea. Like every other class, these two students had their mom friend, (Y/N) (L/N), who was now shoving two lunchboxes that she prepared at them. What no one noticed was the fact that a certain Pro hero, the one who happens to be their teacher, had a lovestruck smile hidden under his scarf as he looked at (Y/N) (L/N) and the fact that the same student had prepared another lunchbox for the said teacher.

“Nejire Chan! You must eat a proper healthy lunch! Look, I even cooked your favorite!” you smiled as you forced your friend to eat. “Thanks for the food (L/N)! I wanna make up for the trouble I caused sooo can we all go for ramen today? Heard a new ramen shop opened up nearby. Or do you have to help Aizawa sensei grade papers again?” Mirio asked with a smile. “Oh I’m so sorry Togata-kun... I would’ve loved to join but Aizawa sensei just seems so tired nowadays... I can’t help it but help him...” you answered with an apologetic smile.

You have been using this same excuse for the last three months and so far, no one doubted you at all. Well, why should they? You were technically the responsible grownup among them despite being of the same age as the entire class. However, what they were not aware of was a certain incident involving a villain quirk that changed your relationship with your teacher entirely. While Aizawa was keen on not dating you before you graduated from UA, reality seemed to be far different. He ended up giving into his urges within a week, since his patience was being torn apart by the memories of that day when he fucked the soul out of you.

Hence, the two of you started secretly dating and helping your teacher or in this case, your boyfriend with grading papers became a regular excuse. “I brought you lunch.” you smiled sweetly at the older man after classes were over and you stayed behind. “Thank you, (Y/N).” he answered with a small smile, taking the lunchbox from you. The two of you talked about random things as you graded the papers and he ate the lunch you made him. It always started off as romantic and sweet every day as you rambled on about your day and he listened and replied whenever he needed to, or when he complained about the problem children of Class 1A and you giggled softly as you found his frustration adorable.

However, as soon as the conversation ended, the romance turned into something more spicy every day as Aizawa couldn’t help but want to relive the day you confessed to each other over and over again. Not that you were complaining though. It wasn’t any different this day as Aizawa pat his leg to have you sit on his lap. A grin etched itself on your face as you complied. Slowly, Aizawa’s left hand moved to your waist as his right hand went to your neck to pull you into a kiss. It was very sinful really, to commit such an act in the empty classroom even if the door was locked and thatonly made everything more exciting for the couple.

“I missed you kitten.” Aizawa muttered to your ear after breaking the kiss. The weekend has been rough to him as he had to deal with more villains than he would like to. “I missed you too sensei~” you murmured, using the words that clearly turned him on. The effect of your sultry voice was immediate as you found yourself bended over on the desk almost instantaneously, his hand pushing your head down and keeping you on place. His other hand pulled your panties down to find your glistening cunt, which made him chuckle darkly. “Seems like someone got wet by just sitting on sensei’s lap huh... You’re such a naughty kitten aren’t you” he muttered to your ear as his fingers played with your clit lazily.

“I missed you... I didn’t touch myself since Friday as you asked me to... Please make me cum..” you whined as you tried pushing yourself more into his hand, trying to get more contact. “You’ve been a good girl huh? I can already see that. You’re so good to me, kitten. Listening to me like a good pet, bringing me lunch everyday... Good girls deserve to be rewarded, isn’t that right kitten?” he answered as he pressed small kisses on your neck. “Yes...Please sensei~” you whined, too distracted by his actions to say anything more.

The sound of him removing his belt with a clank was nothing short of agonizing as you waited for him to fill you up. After you heard the sound of a foil packet being torn, you felt the tip of his condom covered dick on your entrance. “I wish I could do this without this shitty plastic someday...” you heard him mutter as he filled you up, stretching you completely. Even after doing it multiple times, him filling you up always burned a little as his size was nothing short of enormous. 

“Fuck.... So tight...” you heard him hiss as he started pounding into you, making you forget all about the burn as you were hit by a train of pleasure. His hand was pressed on your mouth as you had no control over your moans. “shenseiii~” your muffled calls only brought him closer to his climax. “You love your sensei’s cock don’t you kitten?” he asked, only to hear you moan out ‘sensei’ yet again. Yes, you were far too gone to even hear him, the pleasure completely blinding you to everything else. It was as if the only thing in your mind was your sensei, the source of all the pleasure. 

You learned that you couldn’t count how many orgasms you had every time you had sex with Aizawa as he kept getting better at this every time as he was getting more familiar to your body and you clearly had more than just one orgasm after he was done with you. It wasn’t any different this time either as your knuckles turned white due to grabbing the desk. Aizawa’s pace got more uncoordinated with time as he was reaching his end. Pulling you up by your neck, he decided to see your face and seeing your teary eyes and drooling mouth was what made him reach his end. You looked so beautiful like this that he couldn’t help himself but wonder how nice it would be to wake up everyday and find you all disheveled with tear stains on your face, all cuddled up to him. 

“I do remember one thing though...” Aizawa muttered thoughtfully as you were sulking about your husband being perverter. “What now?” you asked with suspicion in your eyes. “I remember wanting to see that face every day after waking up...” Aizawa answered thoughtfully. “What face?” you asked, clearly confused. “You know, the one with the tear stains from the previous night? The one I basically see every morning now?” Aizawa answered with a teasing smirk, only making you blush furiously. 

“Hentai!”

Aizawa could only chuckle at his now red wife.

[kraiyan]

i made my own little headcannons to fit in if michael and jeremy were dating and a bunch of other stuff that i don’t want to spoil so take my headcannons and please don’t pay attention to my overuse of the words ‘so’ and ‘like’

i wrote this headcannons for me in my notes so there are mentions of panic/anxiety attacks, light mentions of an eating disorder, nightmares, and self harm but i’ll just put a trigger warning for when those parts show up and if i missed anything that is triggering please let me know

- michael is trans and gay and jeremy is bisexual

- i think they would’ve been friends since kindergarten so they grew up telling each other EVERYTHING

- i feel like michael was really girly as a kid but in like 6th grade he just completely switched to like tomboy but he didn’t do on purpose it just happened

- then in seventh grade michael told jeremy he wanted to be a boy then after that with help from jeremy he came out to his moms

- michael had a crush in jeremy since 7th grade but i don’t think jeremy was his first crush

- i think since michael was straight when he was a girl he just assumed he was straight as a boy and his sexual awakening was captain sparklez

- michael has two moms and jeremys mom would’ve died in a car accident so it’s just him and his dad

- i imagine they confessed to each other in their second year of high school

- (TW: mentions of abuse) jeremy realized he liked michael in freshman year and it was really bad he could not stop thinking about him so when he got squip squip l would not stop punishing him for it

- so jeremy definitely has some problems with his bisexuality

- after years of pining for each other when they finally kissed jeremy could not stop panicking about it

- like they went to sleep fine but he was internally panicking and he tried to keep it together but the next day he absolutely broke just started sobbing saying over and over again “is this okay, are we okay”

- michael is the type to listen to a vulgar music to help his dysphoria

- so him and jeremy are in his car michael plugs in his phone and just starts singings “hoes want to be seen with me and i like their big thick titties”

- and jeremy can do nothing else but be like michael what the fuck

- they decided to keep their relationship a secret and not tell anyone bc of jeremy still coming to terms with himself and he didn’t think his dad would understand

- but i feel like michael moms had already pieced together that they were dating and jeremy didn’t mind that they knew bc they’re literally lesbians but every time jeremy came over from that point forward they had to keep their door open

-(TW: mention of an eating disorder) in a different angstier au jeremy would struggle with eating as a control thing after squip

- (TW: mention of an eating disorder) in an angstier au michael would have an eating disorder cause dysphoria

- i feel like once he realized he was trans he had really bad dysphoria but like with therapy and stuff he got over it

- so i think michael really liked afycso and had it on a vinyl and now jeremy knows all the words

- they don’t do anything at school because jeremy is still uncomfortable so they just pursuit their relationship between closed doors and michaels car in an empty parking lot

- i feel like they both got really excited when michael got referred to as sir for the first time

- jeremy and michael grew up together but ironically when puberty hit michael started to wear baggy clothes than he wore a binder than he wore super baggy clothes to hide his tits after coming out but during squip he had time to self reflect and work on his dysphoria so when jeremy saw michael outside of school he kinda said TITS and was so caught off guard by them

-(TW: mentions of self harm scars) i think michael has sh scars due to losing his childhood best friend and the whole panic attack in the bathroom thing and jeremys seen them but didn’t bring it up to michael because they’re fading so he obviously doesn’t do it anymore but it was a huge shock for jeremy to find out

- they never brought it up tho and it was never discussed bc who cares it was in the past

- michael pants his nails black and i think on some very rare occasion jeremy would paint his nails too (like the way karl paint his) and michael has lots of nail polish cuz on the rare occasion he paints his nails different colors and he repainted his nails every two weeks

- no matter how many times michael has changed in the same room as jeremy even let jeremy help take off his binder jeremy will never not get shy when he changes and will always ask to go into another room

- jeremy is a coffee person but not hot coffe because he always drinks it too early and burns his tongue

- he originally bought his hoodie™️ in really huge size to battle dysphoria but that just made the hoodie last for years

- jeremys name in michaels phone is something very gay and lovey and shit and michaels name on jeremys phone is just michael :)

- jeremy would come home all suspicious and and red faced after him and michael came from an empty parking lot that his dad would not stop begging him to meet this girlfriend of his

- i don’t think jeremy told his dad him and michael were playing a game or something and they kiss jeremys dad comes in and is like what 😦

-and his dad is shocked that he has been pushing girlfriend but he has a boyfriend and is just soooooo awkward about it and never sees michael the same but never makes any rules about them bc he doesn’t want to be homophobic 😭

- i don’t think he was really not supportive but it took him a bit to get used to it but it was so new to him and he was just so phased he just kinda talked to jeremy about his sexuality then left it at that

- they are like gendebend bubbline (marshal lee and the other one yk)

- michael has a queen vinyl the listen to a lot

- so i think michael would still smoke a bit and one time he convinced jeremy to do it with him and jeremy mainly coughed a lot then they just made out the rest of the time but they didn’t tell their parents they would be staying out after school and they both got in trouble

- michael gets blue raspberry and jeremy gets cherry but he also gets coke sometimes too (slushy flavors)

- at the beginning of their relationship they had to take it really slow so that jeremy would feel coqmfortable

- (TW: mentions of panic attacks) so jeremy has nightmares of squip and he wakes up having panic attacks and it’s really tiring bc he only gets 2 hours of sleep if he has these nightmares

- (TW: mentions of panic attacks) i feel like along with his nightmares he also had panic attacks that squip would punish him for pursuing a relationship with a guy let alone michael

- so after he got over his nightmares he just struggled with sleeping and nighttime in general like just fear around going to sleep

- so he often stayed up alll night to avoid sleeping and would like go to bed at 6 or on a good day 4 or 5

- so i think to get over his fear he had to make a routine first he would make some sort of hot drink or just water (mostly sleepy time tea) then he would text michael that he was going to sleep he also wears the same pajamas every time he goes to sleep just to make sure the routine really works then lastly he reads a comic book then he goes to bed

- i think the reason jeremy couldn’t sleep well after getting over the nightmares is because even if squip doesn’t haunt him enough to show up in his dreams anymore it still haunts him enough to stress him out constantly so he doesn’t sleep well

- to conclude the nightmare and sleeping saga jeremy basically has a night routine and sleeps with a night light

- i feel like they both go to therapy but we’re to scared to tell each other (and they both started going to therapy before they started dating)

- so fast forward they’re dating and are trying to plan a date and jeremys like i’m busy on monday at 1 and my dad needs me to help him with something on tuesday so how about wednesday at 3 and michaels like i have somewhere to be like at 3:30 and jeremys like where do you have to be and michaels like where do YOU have to be and so they count to three and say where they’re going to be and they both say therapy and then they’re like you go to therapy i think that would be so cute

- so michael has really thick glasses like his vision is awful so if jeremy is mad at michael he would wake up early and move his glasses over so michael would have to struggle to get out of bed and look for them with his poor ass vision

- he can see things right in front of his face but as soon as it moves a bit too far it’s blurry

- and speaking of his galsses if they’re really kissing along the way jeremy would take of his glasses so they could get closer to each other’s faces (like how elle and tao do in heartstopper )

- michael and jeremy have been friends way too long to not have practiced kissing with each other

- i think christine was a long time crush for jeremy so he definitely practiced kissing michael a lot since they were in 6th grade and michael was just soaking that shit up

- he’d be like what if she wants to make out we should practice that and jeremys like oh yeah you’re right and michael would be so freaking happy

- but they definitely got caught by jeremys dad and he laughed it off cause what else are you meant to when your 11 year old son and his 12 year old best friend are kissing each other

- they didn’t do it anymore after that cause they were soooooooooo embarrassed

- so i don’t talk about the rest of the characters but i’m about to make a headcannon including them so i’m gonna say my headcannons

- so chole is demisexual and panromantic

- brooke is a lesbian

- rich is bisexual and trans

- jake is pan

- jenna is questioning or straight

- and christine is aro/ace

- so i think jeremy and christine dated for a bit then christine broke up with him cause she was all like i can see the way you look at michael and also because she realized she was feeling intense platonic attraction not romantic

- and also i think they’re all friends so they have a group chat where they send homework answers and stuff

- so i think one time jeremy is doing his nighttime routine but this particular night he’s really tired so he texts michael goodnight bby <3 love u then skips the comic book reading and goes to bed but he sent it to their group chat so as soon as he got situated into bed all he hears is his phone going off so he has to check and it’s just everyone freaking out

- so he like fully sits up is looking at his phone in complete shock then realizes he never said a name so they are like who’s this mystery girl

- so he calls michael tells him about the situation then decides he’s ready to come out

- so the next day they’re more handsy then usual like jeremy wiped something off his face michael saw that he was cold and pulled him real close and their friends are like okayyyyy

- but mind you christine knew that jeremy liked michael so she knew exactly what was happening

- so at the end of the day their friend group is making plans to hang out but everyone was busy so jeremy goes well i’ll see you guys tomorrow waves at everyone kisses michael then starts walking to his house then michaels like yea i’m gonna head home to and like drives away and from that day forward their friends would not stop teasing them and were impressed they could keep there secret for so long

- so i feel like michaels moms both have jobs that run late so mom #1 is an er nurse and mom #2 is an account so this leaves michael a lot of time of being alone in his house so naturally you need to take advantage

- so one time mom #2 gets home and walks in just to see jeremy fully on the counter making out with her son

- i don’t think they got in trouble but his mom was like please not on the counter

- and then there was another time where mom #1 came home on her break cause she doesn’t live far from the er so she like yells to michael that she’s home

- and so naturally you come down to hug your mom so he comes down to greet his mom with a red faced jeremy behind him and his mom thought this was so fucking funny but as soon as she’s done laughing she immediately goes anytime jeremys over the doors open and that was the end of it

- everyone has this one thing that someone does that make them all blushy and stuff

- for jeremy it’s when michael wears fitting clothes cause michael is known to wear hoodies or just baggy clothes in general so when michael does get hot and needs to like put something on he puts on one of those body fitting v necks and jeremy losses his shit like he’s fully blushing and avoiding eye contact and since michael changed cause he was hot he’s sure that jeremy is so hot that his face is turning red and he’s embarrassed to say to take off his cardigan so the entire time jeremy is being full homo for his boyfriend michael is thinking he’s about to pass out from a heat stroke

- so i think jeremy enjoys this so much that for the first week of spring michael will only wear fitted clothes because jeremy loves it

- for michael it’s when he’s kissing jeremys neck and jeremy runs his hand thru his hair and pulls it a little when this happens michael loses all common sense one because jeremys enjoying himself so much that he has to kinda tug on michaels hair and two he’s enjoying it so much he doesn’t have time to think that squip is going to punish him and that makes michael just lose his mind so by the time they’ve pulled apart jeremy as sooooo many hickies and they both look at each other like what the fuck did we just do

- moving right along i feel like when jeremy wakes up at night and is terrified to go back to sleep if him and michael are sleeping together he will like hug him until he gets back to sleep and it works every time

- when they were like 7 jeremy got really sick with the flu and michael was so scared that he was going to die so he kissed him while he was sleeping because if his best friend was gonna die so was he and the next day he got really sick with the flu and jeremy would not stop crying because he thought that since michael refused to leave his side he got him sick…they’re idiots

- jeremy is the type to go to school with the worst fever ever he could throw up in the middle of the school day and still not go to the nurse and if he got sick during junior year forget it you had to strap him down to his bed if you wanted him to take a day off like michael had to sedecue him into staying in bed and taking medication so that he could feel better

[fluffyglass]

THE MR. GRUMPY PLEASE STOP THREATENING MR. TICKLE'S LIFE MASTERPOST

I have lost all sense of reality

Season 1

Mr. Grumpy appears in 39 episodes of Season 2.

In 7 of these episodes does he do something wrong.

Season 2

Mr. Grumpy appears in 44 episodes of Season 2.

In 8 of these episodes does he do something wrong.

Conclusions

Mr. Grumpy does something wrong in 15 out of the 83 episodes he appears in, which is 18%. Counting my 10 unsures bumps him up to 25/83, which is 30%.

Mr. Grumpy is a super weird character to rank, as he's justifiably annoyed by pretty much everyone around him; this, however, makes me feel bad to consider him an asshole in any episode because he's beaten down by the world until he snaps. So, take everything I say here with a grain of salt.

The one thing I'll always count against him though is if he ever threatens Mr. Tickle with bodily harm because believe me he does that A LOT

Yellow - Mr. Grumpy does nothing wrong

Red - Mr. Grumpy does something wrong

Pink - idk lol

SEASON 1

Flying - Just doing his job

Music - he's just kinda there lmao

Physical - man nobody even DOES anything in the early episodes

Farm - He gets so hilariously close to saying fuck in this episode its ridiculous. Anyways he's a dick to everyone trying to help him

Lake - barely there

Beach - BIRDS STOLE HSI FUCKING SAMWICH SMH

Mall - what the fuck even was that segment

Birthday - I actually had to watch pretty much the entire episode for this one. He just wants to chill on his own the entire time and everyone else just . does not listen. Please just let him vibe

Boats - barely in it

Superstore - Threatens Mr. Tickle with bodily harm

Books - just sellin his book don't mind him

Camping - he just. cannot eat outside in peace

Science - fuck you Miss Daredevil

Fish - Blames Mr. Bump for splashing when he is . fucking dying

Paint - what the fuck even just happened. I guess he ran over Mr. Bump but it was presumably unintentional and. nsbdANSDMADF WHY ARE THEY CUBED

Construction - He was barely in it and then got fucking mauled at the end

Jobs - yep he sure is there I guess

Trains - Yeah he once again sure is there

Hobbies - he's kinda mean to Mr. Scatterbrain but he's Mr. Scatterbrain so

Fair - this show is so stupid

Dance - It's justifiable that he'd complain about the noise but like. Dude. It's a dance studio. Why am I defending Mr. Noisy again

Amusement Park - Threatens Mr. Tickle with bodily harm, then tickles him after he said he was gonna be sick :(

Adventure - almost dies

Dillydale Day - he's barely in it and all he does is insult the performance

Games - y'know how I said this show was stupid? This is another example of that but in a good way

Hotel - I had to watch this one twice cause I have no fucking idea what to do with it. Like. He's kind of a dick to everyone and barely does his actual job but like. r., what the fcl./??????? also he pushes Mr. Tickle over at some point yeah I'm counting this one

Chores - he's just chillin and then dies

Snow - this segment is fucking hilarious but that's just cause Stubborn's in it lmao anyways he's fine ig

Wildlife - just kinda there

Restaurants - this show is so stupid . again

Gardens - oh how I hate this fucking episode - forced myself to rewatch it, he doesnt do SHIT WRONG AND THESE FUCKERSSADASKDKJDFJKJKADFJKSCVCDVDJKLFKLF IM SO FUCKIGN MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cars - Miss Sunshine is nothing but courteous the entire time and Mr. Grumpy does nothing but fucking complain is this the reckoning we get after the disaster that is Gardens

Ships - Threatens Mr. Tickle with bodily harm

Cooking - Roasts the shit out of Miss Naughty but she deserved it so it's okay

Collecting - just kinda there

Sleep - Yeahhhhh uhhh he kinda sent Mr. Strong to his "death" and didn't really. give a shit. soooooooooo oh yeah also hes kinda just mean to everyone the entire time hes just a dick

Carwash - he's trying his best also GAY ICON EPISODE

Sightseeing - yeah

The Dark - yeah again

SEASON 2

Picnics - he's just kinda there

Outer Space - again he's just kinda there

Clean Teeth - Threatens Mr. Tickle with bodily harm

Airports - He's kinda just trying to stop Mr. Stubborn from committing a copious amount of crimes

Shoes - quits a performance right in the middle for no fucking reason ?

Arts and Crafts - he's just trying his best

Game Shows - just kinda there

Garages - this show is so stupid

Toys - this show is still so stupid also Mr. Nervous said among us and I screamed

Reptiles - isn't this just Cars again? but this time he's slightly more of an asshole considering he tries to get Miss Sunshine to ignore Mr. Lazy. The only good part of this bit is Martin

Hats - Tried to get Mr. Happy to ignore the other hat contest contestants so he could win, but he does share his prize at the end, so idk man

Robots - I have absolutely no fucking clue

Up and Down - bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb

Dining Out - Threatens Mr. Tickle with bodily harm

Gifts - just kinda there

Sun and Moon - yep

Telephone - the whole fucking dillydale invaded his house wtf!!

Washing & Drying - Threatens Mr. Tickle with bodily harm

Sneezes & Hiccups - If I had a nickel for every Mr. Grumpy segment that was only funny because Mr. Stubborn was in it I'd have six nickels. I could buy a soda with that if it was 50 years ago

Fruit - Managed to be bribed with . fruit

Radio - bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb

Supermarket - i fucking hate this show I dont care enough to rewatch this one

Skyscrapers - HE STOLE MR SCATTERBRAIN'S SANDWICH SMH

Cinema - I'm so tired

Getting Around - I am still tired

Clocks - this episode is ass

Post Office - I am still, in fact, tired

Dance, Dance, Dance - I'm not tired anymore this episode bangs

Library - HE BARELY EVEN DOES ANYTHING

Pirates - I'm tired again

Goo - Threatens Mr. Tickle with bodily harm

Trains & Planes - I am going to fall asleep

Out to Sea - I am asleep. also he ignores Mr. Quiet the entire time and doesn't acknowledge Miss Scary pretty much saving his life but hhhhhhhhhhhhhhbnbnvnvbb i am too tired to care at this point

Next Door - still asleep

Lunch - zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Machines - this isn't as painfully boring as Mr. Happy was but it's pretty close

Fairies and Gnomes - NEVERMIND I FUCKING LOVE THIS EPISODE

Home Improvement - asleep again

Bath and Bubbles - still asleep

Sand and Surf - I am up to 8 nickels at this point

Parks - Mr. Grumpy is so much more boring than I rememebred AND YEP THREATENED MR TICKLE WITH BODILY HARM

Surprises - I refuse to watch this episode again

Travel - THREATENED MR TICKLE WITH BODILY HARM AGAIN

Bad Weather - and I am now once again asleep

[hippiebuckyharrington]

Yeah, It’s Me.

This is an almost very late birthday gift to my dear @negativenuggetz​. You deserve the world, and I hope you had a wonderful birthday! Thank you for being wonderful and always cheering me up. You deserve so much more than this, but I hope you like it!! (Mind the read more)

Read here on ao3! 

5.  "Coffee." Steve muttered, and slid a mug toward where Billy was just staring out the tiny window in the kitchen of their apartment.

Billy smiled a little, wrapping his fingers around the warm mug. He took a grateful sip, and sighed a little. Steve always knows how to make the coffee exactly the way Billy likes it. He almost makes it better than Billy himself make it.

"You work today?" Steve asks. Billy nods. "Need a ride?"

Billy nods again. He doesn't really talk much since July a year ago. Doesn't have much to say anymore. Though that's not quite true. He's not sure he can ever explain how traumatic it was to speak in a voice that wasn't his.

"I've got work today, but I can drop you off, and then if you don't mind waiting about 45 minutes after you're done, I can pick you up again." Steve says, smiling happily. He slides some bacon and eggs over to Billy. Billy eats quietly, and Steve chatters away about something Billy doesn't listen to. He’s been distracted since last summer, and Steve never blames him for that.

Billy clears his plate, and wordlessly wanders into his room to change for work. He pulls his hair back as best he can, it's growing out since the summer, and Billy really likes its length now.

Steve is changed for work too by the time Billy is, his name tag affixed to the horrible grey shirt he has to wear at the Video Store. He's yawning and watching TV.

Billy wanders back into the kitchen to try and cobble together a lunch. He doesn't do very much of the shopping, his hours at the garage are long, and he's almost always exhausted when he gets home. Steve always shops for them. Billy always means to help more, but it never works out. He’s always so tired.

"Oh! Here." Steve calls, coming over and handing Billy a brown paper bag. Billy blinks.

"Lunch?" Steve says and shakes the bag a little at Billy.

Billy nods, and takes the sack from Steve.

"Ready to go?" Steve says, and at Billy's nod he grabs the keys and leads the way to the car.

The Camaro, Billy's first love, is still out of commission after the summer. He’d get it fixed, tow it to the garage and fix it when things are slow, but the car is collecting dust in the back drive of Cherry Lane. Billy can't get it. Much as he wants too. Neil’s got it held hostage. Steve gives him rides and seems all too happy to mother hen him but Billy misses his baby.

They pull up to the garage, and Steve smiles at Billy, bright and open. Billy's heart aches, how did Steve Harrington get so pretty.

"Have a good day! I'll be back at 7!" Steve chirps. Billy nods.

"Bye Harrington." He whispers.

Steve grins and pulls away from the curb once Billy gets out of the car. Billy clocks in and checks the list of cars, and the mechanics assigned to them.

"Hey there kiddo!" Bernie calls from the main garage.

"Good morning." Billy calls back. Bernie is Gary's wife, the two have been working at the garage for over 30 years.

Bernie chatters away all shift, but Billy doesn't mind. She talks about cars, and the people, and she doesn't care that Billy doesn't really answer.

"Your roommate drive you in?" She asks when they take their lunch break. Billy nods. He opens the paper bag and finds an apple, a sandwich, a candy bar, and a sticky note with a smiley face drawn on it. Billy rolls his eyes and starts in on the turkey sandwich.

"Roommate make the lunch too?" Bernie asks. Billy nods.

"You in love with him too, or is it just him?" Bernie asks. Billy chokes on his sandwich and gapes at her. She grins. "I ain't gonna tell anyone. I'm just askin."

"I…." He says. And then swallows thickly. "He's just… he likes taking care of people." Bernie grins.

"Sure, he does." Bernie says. "But I think yall love each other." She goes back to her cold pizza nonchalantly but Billy ignores her resolutely, desperately disputing what she's said in his head. It’s not true, Steve is straight.

He ignores her all afternoon, but when Steve's red Beemer pulls up, she wiggles her eyebrows at him and smirks. He blushes and scurries out to the waiting car.

"Hey!" Steve chirps when Billy climbs in. "How was your day?"

"Fine." Billy says, and can't help but watch Steve out of the corner of his eyes. Steve prattles on about some story at work.

Billy smiles at him a little and closes his eyes, listening to Steve complain about some annoying kid who apparently switched all the tapes and cases on the horror shelf, so he and Robin spent all shift sorting it out. It’s really nice, and Billy tries not to think about it too much.

4.  Billy is drunk. Quiet drunk. Quit Drunk. Qu... Qu... Very Drunk. Whatever. He's drunk, for the first time in a while. He fumbles with his keys for ages on the front step, mostly just dropping them and picking them back up over and over.

Heather had shown up a few hours ago, barging through the apartment door and demanding that Billy join her for a party in Roan. Billy hadn't quite had a reason to say no, so he went with her. It had been loud, and exhausting. But it’d also been good, he'd drank warm, flat beer, danced with Heather, and smoked a little. And Heather had stayed sober and driven him home, and watched him carefully to see if he needed anything at the party. He’d even flirted a little. (The guy did NOT look like Steve, shuddup Heath.)

She's sitting in her car by the curb to watch and make sure he gets inside the apartment ok. She’s mostly just laughing at his many failed attempts too hard to actually help him.

He eventually does, and stumbles inside. It's dark, and he squints around. He turns and fumbles with the door trying to close it. (His foot is in the way, which takes him way too long to figure out). A light clicks on in the hallway.

"Bills?" Steve's sleepy voice calls. "You home?"

"yeps!" Billy chirps. Steve laughs.

"How ya feelin?" Steve mumbles.

"Goooooods." Billy slurs. Steve laughs and motions Billy into the kitchen.

He pulls out some leftovers from his dinner, spaghetti and garlic bread, that he heats up and slides over to Billy. Billy tucks into the food and eats quietly, this time because he’s inebriated. Steve sits at the table, adorably sleepy, in old basketball shorts and a giant stretched out hoodie, that he's pulled over his hands. He smiles softly at Billy whenever Billy looks at him.

"Tell me about the party." Steve whispers.

"Itssss fine. Loud." Billy says.

Steve nods. "I believe it. I'm glad you went."

"You are?" Billy whispers.

"Yeah, you're looking more like your old self." Steve says. Billy is too drunk to piece that bit together, so he just finishes his food.

Steve sits there and watches him for a while, knee pulled up, cheek resting on it. Billy shoves the plate away. Steve stands up and clears the plate. He ruffles Billy's hair a little on the way to the sink. Billy sighs happily, and rests his forehead on the table.

"Stevie, I'm vary drunk. Berry Drunk. Very Drink. Drunk. Issss drinked." He mutters. Steve chuckles from behind him.

"Yes, I can tell." He says.

"I'm soooooooooo sleepy. Hey Pretty Boy! Can Isss ask you something?" Billy mumbles.

"Of course, what's up?"

"Do weeeee has ice scream? Frozen milk? You know? The sugar and the cold. You know?" Billy says and then sits bolt upright. "Stevie! Oh mys god, tell me we have icescream!!"

Steve laughs. "We always have ice cream Bills." He pulls out the tub and dishes it up, sliding it to Billy again. Billy grins and digs in. Steve rolls his eyes and goes back to the dishes.

Billy almost falls asleep into his ice cream, but he finishes it. He only drops the spoon four times and he even tries to clear the dish. It's just basically a lot of fumbling around and Steve takes the bowl from him, laughing.

"Come on, bed time." Steve says, tugging Billy toward the bedrooms.

They rented this tiny two-bedroom apartment above Melvald’s after the summer, as soon as he was released from the hospital. Billy couldn't bear to live with his dad anymore, and Steve's parents kicked him out when they found out that he hadn't gotten into college.

It's got two tiny bedrooms, and one bathroom. Their furniture is all mismatched, and Billy is sleeping on a mattress on the floor, but they are out from under parents that hated them.

Steve eases Billy down onto his bed, and helps him out of his boots.

"Stevie?"

"Yes Bills?"

"I'm tired." Steve laughs.

"I know, we're getting you to bed." Steve says. "You want your jeans off?"

"You jus' tryin tah get me nekkkkkkid." Billy slurs, doing that closed eye drunk squint thing.

Steve laughs. "Sure, that's what I'm trying to do." The sarcasm is lost on Billy, but he’s not really paying attention.

He hauls Billy up, and helps him undo his button and fly, then slide out of the jeans. (Billy had worn underwear to the party because he knew he wouldn’t be getting any.)

Steve has to basically shove him back onto the bed, and he pulls the covers over Billy.

"Goodnight Bills." Steve whispers, and combs his fingers through Billy's hair for a minute. Billy's eyelids droop.

He's asleep before Steve even leaves the room.

"So, this boy put you to bed?" Bernie creaks the next day, in her raspy voice.

"Yeah." Billy says.

"Fed you, took off your pants, shoes, and put you to bed?" She asks, one eye brow creeping up.

"Yeah?" Billy says, eating the sandwich Steve made him.

"Boy, that man loves you." Bernie says. Billy rolls his eyes.

"He does not, straight remember?"

"Sure, he is, you keep thinking that." Bernie says, getting up to greet a haggard looking man walking toward the garage.

3.  "Ok, so, I work all weekend, but the kids wanted to come over Saturday night, for movies. Dustin already gave me a list." Steve says, eyeing the notebook page where he'd scribbled his schedule. "I know they are a lot, but Max misses you."

"Ok." Billy says, and then slides the piece of paper with his schedule over to Steve.

They do this every two weeks, when they get their new schedules. Billy needs rides, he doesn't like the bus, and his coworkers can't pick him up often.  Bernie takes him home sometimes, but Steve doesn't mind helping.

"Holy crap, Billy! Why are you working like 10 hours on Saturday?!" Steve cries, gaping at Billy's schedule.

"Only time we could get the school buses in for detailing before school starts." Billy mumbles.

"It's Hawkins, there's like four school buses." Steve mutters.

"They take a while, and we have some other cars that need finishing." Billy says. Steve sighs.

"That sounds like hell. Well, I can take you to work, and pick you up if you want that day, Tuesdays and Wednesdays you'll need a ride home." Steve says. Billy nods and makes a note on his schedule to ask Bernie, or maybe Sam. Sam works at the garage too, but he's attending college a few towns over, so he can't work as often.

Steve moves on, puttering around the kitchen making a grocery list, and Billy drifts off to read on the couch.

The week passes like usual. Work is busy, but Billy loves getting a car running again. He also rarely deals with clients. People expect a certain amount of brusqueness from their mechanic, and they don't mind if he doesn't talk much as long as the cars run again.

Saturday morning, he and Steve get up bright and early. Steve gets ready for work, makes them both lunch and coffee. He takes Billy to his job, two hours before Steve has to be at his own.

The school buses are all nightmares, and even with Sam, Bernie, Gary, and Billy all working on one, it takes them nearly the whole shift to get them working again on the school’s budget. They also get two of the really nice cars in from Loch Nora, for oil changes, but their owners demand full inspections. By the time the shift is over, all of them are exhausted, sacked out around the break room, with the fans going full blast. They all have shoved their coveralls down to their waists, and everyone's under shirts are riding up.

"Are those from…" Sam asks. Billy glances down and sees the edges of his scars peeking out under his white tank. He blows out a slow breath.

"Ay! Sam! Fuckin' rude man!!!" Bernie snaps, her usually cheerful demeanor squashed by so many hours working.

Sam looks sheepish and goes back to standing in front of the fan.

The official public story is that Billy was caught in the mall fire rescuing El and the kids. He was badly burned and had to be in ICU of the hospital for three weeks.  That's all people know.

Billy self-consciously pulls down his tank and drops his head back to the couch.

"Billy?" Steve calls.

"We're in here hun!" Bernie calls. She's known Steve for years, her daughter used to babysit him when he was little.

"Hey Mrs. Hannan, Mr. Hannan." Steve says.

"You can call me Bernie; we've been over this honey." Bernie says. Steve rolls his eyes and nods. Gary nods at him, but doesn't say anything, he's exhausted.

"Ready to go Billy?" Steve asks. Billy nods and gets up, nodding to everyone.

"See you Monday Billy." Bernie calls. Billy nods again and follows Steve to the car. They are both quiet on the way home, Steve knows Billy is drop dead tired.

Once they get home, Billy nods at the kids piled all over the couch and heads to the shower. Max waves and settles back against Lucas.

Billy takes a long shower, trying to work all the grease out of his hair. He doesn't quite manage it, but he gives up when the water runs cold. He hops out of the shower, slinging the towel around his waist. He wipes off the mirror and stares. The scars have fades to pale pink right now, but they are raised and a little lumpy. He sighs, hating them. But the doctors said there was nothing they could do for them. He just has to live with them.

He pulls on a comfy shirt and flannel sleep pants. Billy steps out of the bathroom and tosses his work clothes toward the laundry pile in his room.

"Billy? Dinner's ready!" Steve calls.

Billy doesn't reply just heads to the kitchen. He stops short in the doorway. Steve is fighting back the kids from the piles of food on the table, armed with an apron and a spatula. One plate is piled with steamed broccoli covered in cheese, steaming still. Another is filled with crispy breaded fish, and there is a mountain of French fries next to it.

"I said wait! Billy gets to get food first!" Steve says, physically holding Dustin back.

"But I'm hungry!" Dustin whines.

"Tough shit, you guys are animals. Jesus." Steve says, and then grins at Billy.

"Hey! Come get food! These kids are gonna demolish this." Steve says, glaring at Lucas when he moves closer. El giggles.

Billy walks over and grabs one of their mismatched plates. He takes several pieces of fish, handfuls of fries, and a huge serving of broccoli. The second he clears the table, Steve sighs.

"Alright, go ahead you monsters." Steve says, and steps back as the kids swarm the table. Billy sinks onto the couch, and takes the cold beer Steve hands him. Billy takes a careful bite of the fish, and nearly groans at the taste.

"Is it good? I asked my aunt in Maine for the recipe, she used to live in Cali. Finding fresh Cod was a bitch. Is it good?" Steve asks softly. Billy nods.

"I love fish and chips, and broccoli." Billy says. Steve smiles.

"I know, I asked Max what your favorite food was. Your day was so crazy, I wanted to make you something good for ya." Steve say, and then leaps up to break up Mike and Dustin, who are fighting over the food.

Billy frowns at his food, but he's too tired to wonder why Steve went to all this trouble. He doesn't know where one would even buy fish in Hawkins, but it's the freshest he's had in a while. (Still not as fresh as Cali, but fresh for Indiana.)

He's so tired, and the food is perfect, so he shrugs it off and tucks in to his dinner. The kids all pile on the couch or floor with their plates and Steve puts in some alien movie that the kids watch raptly. Billy falls asleep half way through, with Max leaning against his side. Steve helps him to bed again, smiling softly.

Bernie cackles on Monday when Billy tells her about the dinner, and mutters at him about roommates and being in love. Billy wonders how life got to the point where his best friend is a fifty-year-old mechanic. Her and his roommate. Life is weird.

2.  Billy has come a long way in the months since the July 4th battle. He saw a therapist for a while, and still goes in every few weeks for check ins. He took his meds diligently, and was given a prescription for depression and anxiety, that he mostly doesn't take, it's for emergencies.

Billy probably should have taken one before bed. He'd been yelled at by a rich housewife, who thought he'd broken her car (he hadn't), then Sam had dropped an entire tool box, causing Billy to startle so bad he'd spilled hot coffee all down his front. That had immediately reminded his of constantly being scalding hot with the monster in his brain. Then he'd dropped a tool on his foot. To top it all off, he'd forgot to tell Steve that he worked later today, so Steve wasn't able to pick him up, and Billy had had to catch Hawkins’ only bus, which was crowded and awful. Billy was quiet all through dinner and had gone straight to bed after, falling into an exhausted sleep.

It hadn't been peaceful for long.

In the nightmare, Billy was walking through the mall, begging the Mind Flayer not to do it, to find someone else. It had whispered in its horrible voice, that Billy was the best choice, and together they would create perfection. Billy was so tired, and couldn't fight. Couldn't fight as it killed the kids, one by one, Max last. He'd screamed, begged her to run, but she hadn't, couldn’t. But then the mind flayer dragged Steve, bruised and bloody, forward. Billy had screamed and fought, begging not to kill Steve. The mind flayer hadn't cared, and had bent to kill him.

Billy sat bolt upright with a scream, clawing at the shirt plastered to his chest with sweat. The light in the hallway clicked on, and the door banged open as Steve rushed in. Billy jumped and pressed himself into the corner, staring in horror at Steve.

"Billy, it's me, you're safe." Steve whispers, crouching near the bed.

"Steve…." Billy breathes.

"It was just a nightmare, you're ok." Steve says. He gets up quickly, turning on the floor lamp in the corner, and disappears into the hall. He comes back a few seconds later with a glass of water. He sets it near Billy, but doesn't hand it to him. Billy would be grateful if he had any thoughts to spare.

He chugs the water, and the looks at Steve for a long moment.

"You ok?" Steve whispers.

Billy takes a deep breath. "Mind flayer is gone right?" Billy whispers. Steve nods.

"Yep, we killed it, don't worry. We got it." Steve whispers. Billy nods.

"It was just a nightmare, I promise, you're safe." Steve says again.

"Don't think I can sleep anymore." Billy whispers a few minutes later. Steve frowns, checking the clock, proudly displaying one am.

"You need to sleep Bills." Steve whispers.

"Can't. Nightmares travel in packs." Billy mutters. Steve laughs.

"What if I stay?" Steve whispers.

Billy levels him with a look. "I'll sleep on the floor, but sometimes having someone nearby can really help." Steve whispers. Billy sighs.

"If you need to." He whispers.

Steve smiles, and gets up. He leaves the hall light on, and then turns out the light in Billy's room. Billy lies down, and wordlessly lifts the covers to let Steve in. Steve slides beneath the covers and sighs. "Not a word Harrington." Billy grumbles. Steve chuckles lowly.

"Wasn't gonna tell a soul, but we've been living together for too long for you to call me Harrington again." Steve mutters.

Billy just grunts. "Go to sleep Bills."

"You sleep, Stevie." Billy mutters.

They both lie there for a while, and Billy's head spins. Steve is here, in his bed, breathing softly. Which brings up the whole mess Billy has been ignoring for too long: that he's utterly gone on Steve Harrington. Has been since first seeing him a year ago on the basketball court, all sweaty and flustered.

And it's only gotten worse since moving in together.

Although, its mellowed slightly. In high school, Billy wanted to fuck Steve's brains out, or maybe have Steve fuck his brains out. Either way, Billy only really wanted to have sex with Steve. But since the mind flayer, and almost dying, and then moving in with Steve, the feelings have mellowed.

It's more focused on Steve himself. Billy wants a life together, to share a bed with Steve, to hold him, to be held by him at night. To sit next to him on the couch and lean into him, because he's exhausted. To hold his hand on the car ride home, to kiss him quick when he gets home. To go out with Robin and Heather to restaurants, so that they can go on dates. He wants the freedom to roll over right now and throw his arms over Steve, snuggling closer.

"You ok, Billy?" Steve whispers.

"I thought you were asleep pretty boy." Billy mutters.

"Nope." Steve says, popping the p. Billy rolls his eyes. Steve chuckles.

"I practically felt you roll your eyes." Steve sasses. Billy chuckles a little. They lapse into silence again.

"I'm not gonna bite ya, Bills." Steve mumbles.

"I know." Billy whispers. Steve shifts around until he's lying on his side facing Billy.

"Go to sleep, you look exhausted." Steve whispers.

"Thanks, Steve." Billy snarks. Steve laughs.

"Fine, I'm exhausted. So quit thinking and go to bed." Steve snaps. Billy laughs, and takes a deep breath. Steve's eyes have dropped closed, fluffy hair flopped around the pillow, and long lashes dusting his cheeks. Billy takes a slow breath, trying to match the rhythm of Steve’s.

His eyes drop closed, and before he knows it, he's asleep.

Billy wakes up to Steve's alarm blaring in the other room, snuggled into Steve's arms.

"I can feel you overthinking, already." Steve mutters. "Give me a minute, I didn't want to get up and wake you." Steve squeezes Billy tight for a moment.

Then he gets up and goes running into his room to dress for work. Billy sits alone in his room, trying desperately to find his footing again.

Steve doesn't bring it up at breakfast though, or for the rest of the day, so Billy grudgingly leaves it alone.

1.  Billy sort of falls into a downward spiral after that night. He withdrew more into himself over the next weeks, and is quiet at work, home, and everywhere in between. He had nightmares every night. And every night Steve slipped into his bed and held him. Billy pretended it didn't mean anything, but he clung to Steve.

"You don't have to talk about it." Steve whispered one night, running his fingers through Billy's hair. "But I'm here if you want to."

Billy nodded a little, and pressed closer, letting himself have this comfort, as much as he could.

"I'm scared." Billy confessed, a little while later. Steve was quiet, but Billy could tell he was listening. "I'm scared it'll come back, and that it'll make me hurt you and the kids."

"Oh Bills." Steve says, pulling Billy closer. "It's gone we got it, killed it, closed the gate. And even if it came back, we'd stop it again." Steve pulls back a little and looks Billy dead in the eye. "I will always come to find you, always. I promise." Only Steve can look this serious at butt fuck o’clock in the morning, talking Billy down from nightmares. Billy sighs and snuggles closer.

"I'm gonna hold you to that Harrington."

"You got it Hargrove."

They curl around each other and fall asleep like that.

Eventually Steve just starts going to bed in Billy's bed, which finally stops the nightmares.

Billy feels like maybe it's something they should talk about, something they should address. But Steve doesn't bring it up, just continues to live his life like normal, so Billy does as well.

But every morning he wakes up in Steve's arms, it's hard to remember that they aren't together like that. And that Steve is straight.

As October wears on, it's hard to remember that they haven't always done this. Billy tries really hard not to think about it, but it's almost constantly on his mind.

"You ok?" Bernie asks on their lunch break. Billy just grunts. "That aint an answer."

Billy sighs, and mumbles an answer under his breath.

"Didn't quite catch that hun." Bernie says, far too chipper.

"’M in love with my roommate." Billy mutters, and pauses, holding his breath. He can feel his heart pounding. Coming out in the past has not gone great for him.

Bernie whoops and thumps his shoulder. "Damn right you are!!" Billy raises an eyebrow at her. People in California were a little more liberal with this, they didn't care much. (In some neighborhoods they did, but in most they didn't). But this is a small-town Indiana: they aren't the most openminded people.

But Bernie is smiling so big, Billy's a little worried she's gonna hurt herself.

"So, you two handsome young men together yet or what?" Bernie asks. Billy rolls his eyes.

"Gross Bernie. He's straight remember?" Billy says. Bernie rolls her eyes.

"Please, I've seen the way he watches you, he's not straight."

"Creepy Bern." Billy says. Bernie grins and bumps their shoulders together.

"I think he's in love with you, that's all I'm saying." Bernie says.

They sit in silence for a while, Bernie munching on her pretzels, Billy eating his apple and mulling that over.

"Bernie?" Billy asks.

"Yes, Honey?" She says immediately. Billy is struck by how much she's like a mom to him, and how much he appreciates it.

"You don't mind that I'm…." Billy trails off.

"Oh honey, of course not. My daughter, you remember Shawna?" She asks. Billy has met Shawna like one time, she lives in Seattle. Billy isn't sure what she does. "Shawna lives with her girlfriend in Seattle. Shawna is a lawyer out there, and Christina is a teacher." Bernie sighs a little. "They have to pretend to be roommates, but me and Gary know that they are together. I love her with my whole heart, no matter who she loves."

Billy blinks a few times and accepts the hug Bernie pulls him into.

"You're wonderful, don't let anyone tell you different." She murmurs and then releases him and gets back to work.

Billy thinks about it all day, and on the entire bus ride home. It’s funny how casually Bernie said something that he’s gonna think about for the rest of his life.

He unlocks the door at home and steps in to see Robin and Heather curled together on the couch, and Steve sitting in the sagging armchair.

"Hey Bills, how was work?" Steve asks. Heather and Robin twist around and grin at him.

"Fine. Hi Heath, Buckley, what are you all doing here?" Billy mumbles.

"Steve asked us over for movies." Robin says.

"Yeah, I wanted to be around their gross happiness." Steve snarks.

"Gross happiness?" Billy asks, eyebrows furrowed.

"I asked her out like a month ago, and she said yes. Which you'd know if you hung out with me anymore." Heather snarks. Billy grins at them.

"Sorry, work." He says, and goes to shower.

When he gets out, the others have ordered pizza and are gathered around the coffee table. They don't hear Billy coming back down the hall way.

"Come on Steve, just tell him. Yall already sleep in the same damn bed, I think he's there." Robin says. Heather nods.

"You are the only person he trusts; I swear, I think he's into you too." Heather says, shoving pizza in her face.

Billy backs up and deliberately steps on the trick board in the hall way.

By the time he rounds the corner, Steve has a plate of pizza ready for him. Billy sits down and smiles at him.

"You've got some grease in your hair, Bills." Steve says, reaching out to comb it out with his fingers. It's a little stuck in there, but Steve gets it eventually. Billy is helpless to do anything but stare at Steve the whole time.

He blushes a little when Steve finally looks away. Robin and Heather shoot Steve meaningful looks, and everyone turns back to their pizza.

After their meal, Robin puts on the Breakfast Club, and curls up with Heather on the couch. Steve settles back in his chair, Billy leaning against it. Steve reaches down and gently kneads the sore muscles of Billy's shoulder, without being asked.

Billy tries very hard to forget what he heard. But his mind whirs the entire time, wondering if Bernie was right. And what Heather and Robin possibly meant by what they said.

+1.  Billy wakes up at eleven on his day off to some moron honking out in the parking lot behind Melvald’s. Billy's window faces the parking lot, and the honking literally will not stop. Billy groans and glances over at the other side of the bed. It's empty, which is odd, because he always wakes up to Steve. He frowns and stands up, the hoking continuing behind him. He turns to peer out the window, ready to flip off whoever is honking. His jaw drops when he sees what's outside.

Billy grabs his boots and puts them on while trying to run to the door. He falls a few times and barely makes it down the stairs without dying. But he stops short on the gravel of the parking lot and gapes at the car sitting there. Steve climbs out of the driver’s side and Max jumps out of the passenger seat, both grinning.

"Holy shit." He whispers. Steve's smile stretches a little wider.

"Surprise!" Steve cries, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Billy is speechless, gaping at the car.

Max apparently can't keep quiet anymore, she's practically vibrating with excitement. "We got it back from Neil, for your birthday!!! I had Mrs. Hannan at the garage fix it up during your off days, or the days you wouldn't notice. It runs like new and Neil gave me the keys." Max cries. Billy really thinks he might cry.

"You got my Camaro back." He whispers. Steve nods.

"It was all Max really. I was telling her that I wasn't sure what to get you for your birthday. She suggested getting the car back." Steve says.

"How?" Billy whispers.

Max sighs a little bit, and smiles. "I just kept bringing it up that it was taking up space every day for a while." She smirks. "He hates clutter, you know that. So, one day he was standing there glaring at it, so I said maybe Steve wanted it."

Steve jumps in. "I drove over there and bought the car. Max and I drove it to the garage and talked to Mrs. Hannan. She promised to fix it. It was done yesterday, but I wanted to wait until today." Steve says. He tosses Billy the keys, and Billy smoothly catches them. He just stares transfixed at the car.

"She's here." He whispers. Steve and Max crack up.

Max runs over and hugs him hard. "Happy Birthday, Billy. I love you." She says in a whisper.

"I love you too." Billy says. "Thank you."

"Of course, you earned it." Max says.

"I forgot it's my birthday." He whispers. Max laughs.

"It's ok, you've been working so much.” She doesn’t say that he’s been through a lot, but they all know it.  “But Steve remembered, and I did, so don't worry."

Billy hugs her again, and walks up to the car, trailing finger tips on her hood.

"I'm gonna take Max back to the Wheelers’ house. Go driving, I know you want to." Steve says, grinning, and jumps back into his own car. Billy wonders briefly if he caught the bus to the garage or something to pick up the Camaro.

Billy slides into the car and can't keep the smile off his face as he peels out of the lot. He whoops and goes flying down the dirt roads near Hawkins like he used to.

He had worried that being back in the car would bring up bad memories, but it doesn't. It's just freedom, and wonderful.

He drives for an hour and a half before he goes back home. He's exhilarated when he gets back, and baking the car into a spot next to Steve’s makes his smile stretch.

He's still grinning when he walks back inside. Steve is sitting on the couch and grins back.

"Good to have the Camaro back?" Steve asks. Billy nods.

"Hell yeah. Thank you, Stevie."  Billy says.

Steve just beams, and then turns back to the TV. Billy hangs his keys up on the other hook by the door, and settles on the couch to watch too.

Steve gets up later to figure out dinner, and Billy goes to his room to grab his book. He doesn’t mind a lowkey birthday, because just him and Steve is perfect. There’s a wrapped package sitting on his pillow.

Billy goes to open it, but stops and opens the card.

Bills, I know I got ya the Camaro back, but I thought you should have this too, cause it’s your birthday.

Love, Steve

Billy gapes at the card. Then it all sorta slots into place. All the little things Steve does for him. The rides, the lunches with sticky notes with silly doodles, the dinners made painstakingly from scratch, the casual touches and the way Steve mother hens him always. They are sleeping in the same bed for god’s sake!

Steve got his car back, from Neil who surely didn’t offer a fair price. Billy rips open the package and swallows when he finds a new Stephen King novel, and several new pairs of earrings. A dangling spike like the one he lost last July, a skull post earring set, and two sets of silver hoops with thin dangly knives and feathers respectively.

Billy swallows and dashes out to the kitchen, where Steve is comparing two take out menus.

“Hey Bills, you want Chinese or Thai?” Steve says.

“You love me.” Billy whispers, still in shock.

Steve sighs and sets the menus down. “Listen, I don’t need anything more, I’m so happy with what we’ve got now, like seriously, so happy. I totally get it if you aren’t into me, it’s all good. I’m fine, I just want you to be happy.”

“You’re straight?” Billy mumbles.

“No? I’m bi. I like both? I came out to you when we moved in?” Steve says. Billy believes him, but he hardly remembers that.

“Oh.” He says. Steve frowns.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want you to feel any pressure, I can move back to my own bed.” Steve mutters.

“I kinda thought we’d move to your room. Your bed is better.” Billy says, that old snark making an appearance. Steve’s head snaps up.

“What?” He says. Billy crosses over to him and grabs the front of his shirt.

“I’m in love with you too.” Billy whispers. Steve’s eyes widened.

“It’s you, and I can’t believe it took me almost a year of living with you to see it, but we have spent too long apart.” Billy whispers. They both sway toward each other, mouths meeting in the middle. Steve’s arms wrap around him, and Billy holds on tight.

“I love you.” Steve says, breathless.

“I love you too.” Billy replies, and holds one tight. They don’t need any more words.

The transition from roommates to boyfriends is seamless. They do move into Steve’s room, and turn Billy’s old one into a guest room. The sex is great, when they eventually get there. Being openly loved by Steve doesn’t magically solve Billy’s body issues, but Steve is patient, loving, and wonderful.

The kids are all disgusted and simultaneously glad. Robin and Heather apparently have been betting on how long it would take them to get together. (Heather made 20 bucks.) Bernie whoops so loud when Billy tells her, that Gary comes running down from the upstairs office to make sure nothing bad has happened.

She crushes him into a hug and Billy holds on just as tight. “You deserve this, every moment of it! You deserve the world and that boy is gonna give it to you.” She cries. Billy laughs, and when Steve picks him up, Bernie wolf whistles until Steve kisses him, right there in the garage.

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What was the last thing you threw at someone? A piece of meat for my dog to run for. Well, walk and sniff around for. He’s an old guy and doesn’t run anymore unless we’re taking him out for a walk. Do you follow recipes? I always certainly have to, since I don’t have any one dish memorized. I’ll start off with a collection of recipes for sure, but I’m hopeful that I’ll be at least a decent cook over the next few years. Where's the last place you had an itch? The area behind my knee.

Do you look people in the eye when you talk to them? It’s always important to have eye contact to show you’re paying attention so yeah. But I know it can get uncomfortable for most people at some point – and me – so I’ll give my eyes a break and look at their forehead, their nose, the space between their eyes, etc. When you look into someone's eyes, can you see their pain? Uh no, I don’t look that intensely lmao. And even then, I’ve learned over the years that most people are very good in hiding or playing off their true emotions that even if I try to find something off, I’ll likely turn up with nothing.

When was the last time you sneezed? Midnight today. How do you act under pressure? It will depend on how much there is to do and how much time there is left. I don’t have one permanent behavior for every time I feel pressured, which is pretty often. Who did you last say "I love you" to? My dog. Do you ever call people just to hear the sound of their voice? Yes, back when everything was normal I’d sometimes call my girlfriend just to drop by and say hi, and also because our schools are a little far apart and I’ll miss her in the middle of the day. School usually stresses her out so I do that as a pick-me-up for her. When was the last time you used a glue stick? January maybe? Our profs always ask us to submit index cards with our contact details and a 1x1 photo at the start of the semester, so there’s a good chance I asked to borrow glue from someone to paste my photo onto the card. What was the last startling noise you heard? Some dipshit on my Twitter feed decided it was good fun to share a jumpscare disguised as an innocent, cute video at 3 AM. I was mad about it then and I’m still mad as hell about it now lol. Do you ever look back at your yearbooks? I did this a lot as a kid. Idk why, I found it interesting to get to know the people in my school and read their write-ups I guess. I stopped looking back on them precisely because I did it too much when I was younger. Do you ever want to be prom queen/king? No. I did not give a shit about prom at all. I really would’ve happily skipped out on it but my school is a complete killjoy and made both attendance and bringing a date mandatory for everyone. No stags, can you believe it? It’s like when Captain Holt from Brooklyn Nine Nine said “Have a good time, I specifically requested it” lol Are you tired? Tired of this quarantine, yes. But I took a nap not too long ago so I’m not feeling to sleepy in that sense. Have you ever ran from the police? I haven’t done anything for them to have to do run after me, so no. Are you afraid of clowns? Not really. I was never exposed to them much so I always just saw them as people in heavy makeup that do balloon animals and other funny tricks. Have you ever written on someone's face in your yearbook? HAHA yes. When my sister and I were kids we bickered a lot, and in one of our fights I thought it’d be funny to doodle on her kinder portrait. She didn’t think so and she started wailing - just in time, I heard my mom coming home and I had to think fast so my sister a) stopped crying and b) wouldn’t tell on me. So I did the stupidest thing and also doodled on my own prep portrait to make her feel better. She calmed down and my mom never found out. When was the last time you made dinner? I *helped* my dad make dinner a few months ago. I haven’t completed a meal myself. Do you have any special plans coming up? They’re gonna be mellowing down the lockdown rules in my province by the 15th and I’m really hoping to see Gabie soon. Realistically I doubt it would happen as I don’t think both our parents would agree to it, but it’s still nice to keep hoping. Did you just lose the game? Yep, but I really only found out about this game from Reddit a few months ago and I didn’t grow up having to play it, so I’m never all too pissed off or like emotionally invested in general whenever I lose it haha. What is a class at school you are interested in taking? There are global studies electives that I was unaware of until someone told me to take them after I enrolled for my last sem in collefge. There are courses on Turkish culture, global gastronomy, and they also had past courses on ‘Diversity on Perspectives on Peace and Conflict,’ ‘Cultures of Disasters,’ and ‘Cultures and their Global Entanglements.’ They all sound right up my alley and am disappointed no one told me sooner. Do you hold on to your dreams? Some of them, the ones I know I have a chance of attaining. Obviously I’ve had to let some go, like wanting to go to the moon or becoming a firefighter. Do you follow rules or break them? Follow. I don’t like getting into trouble. Is there someone you are dying to see? A lot of people. Who do you want to be buried next to? I’ve given this zero thoughts. Are you double-jointed? Nope. Did your dream last night involve blood? It didn’t. I’m not even sure what my dreams were anymore. Who was the last person to yell at you? My mom, probably. How do you feel about the new president? I wouldn’t call him new, he’s in the latter half of his term now. I hate him and I hope he dies soon. Do good things come to those who wait? Sure, it can happen. What is the last song you played on iTunes? I haven’t used that in a while. The last one I listened to on Spotify was Sudden Desire by Hayley Williams. Petals For Armor is still on loop, surprise. What is the last thing you looked up on youtube? I was showing my sister the hilarious Vine of Beyoncé where she thanks a talk show host who tells her “You are Beyoncé,” as if it was a compliment looooool, so I looked up “you are beyonce thank you.” When is the last time you went to the grocery store? March 9th. What is your favorite fish? Tuna or eel for raw fish, tilapia for cooked. What kind of calendar do you have? A digital one. Have you ever been two hours late for school? Oh hell no. I’ve been late before, but if it’s as dramatic as being an hour late I usually just cut class to save myself the embarassment of having to do the walk of shame entering the class. What is your favorite stuffed animal that you own? I don’t have any stuffed animals. Who did you hang out with yesterday? My family, as has been the case since March. Has anyone stolen your heart yet? Yes. Have you ever won a gold medal? No. I’ve won first place before, but they didn’t issue out gold medals. Do you have any trophies? Also no. Do you work out? I don’t. When you introduce yourself, do you give hand shakes? Sometimes, but tbh I just picked it up from Gabie who’s a big hand-shaker. I preferably wouldn’t cause it seems so formal to me. Is there a limit to how many best friends you have? Yeah, like I wouldn’t want to have a lot; I like keeping my immediate circle small. I’m more than content with my two best friends. When's the last time you went to a dance? 2016. What grade are you in? Soooooooooo unbelievably close to graduating college. Are you in a band? I’m not and haven’t been. Have you ever been in a talent show? No thanks. Have you ever won a contest? Competitions, yes. Contests, no. How do you feel about germs? I’m quite particular about them. I don’t like sharing clothes with people; I pick which friends get to eat off of my spoon or sip from my straw; I’m super iffy about touching someone else’s keyboard; I really don’t like having to touch other people’s hair and with that is also the fact that I never borrow or lend hair ties. Holy shit so I’m more germaphobic than I thought and all I had to do was list these things down......................... Do you like screamo music? Not really. What does your wallet look like? Pink and a lot thinner now that I haven’t been given an allowance since they stopped school. Do you have any hickeys on you? No. At this point, I really wish I did lmao Would you rather have money or love? Money. I love love, but I won’t deny that I also love being able to afford the lifestyle I want to live haha. Do you have any family pictures hanging on the wall? Not on the wall, but we have several frames lined up on the first few steps of our stairs. Which do you prefer: bath or shower? Bath after a long hard day. Shower most days. Do you have a lamp in your room? I used to, but I removed it after realizing the light just keeps me from falling asleep faster.

Do you have windows vista? No. Do you have the strength to say goodbye forever? I’ll deal with it if I had no choice, but I’ve never handled goodbyes well.

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spoiler alert: i haven’t made up my mind for character #2, and i still need help, so if you’d like to lend me a hand, click the read-more for more information!!  ＼(●~▽~●)

sOoOoOoOoOo i’m still really indecisive about who i should bring to the group, so i started working on writing up a rough draft for the two people who won my last poll ( park jinyoung and shin yeeun ) and sadly, i don’t think they were going anywhere i liked. ( ◡△◡✿ ) so here i am again asking for more opinions, but with more information on muse ideas i think would be interesting to play around with and to develop!! i’ll be providing some brief ideas below, then on this poll, you can tell me who you think the dashboard needs the most!!

OPTION 001  //  choi bomin, takata mashiho, lee daehwi, or kim yonghee // vocal unit leader / lead vocal of charm, or lead dancer / sub vocal of charm, or vocal of charm.

he would be on the younger side of the spectrum as far as charm’s age range is concerned, but he’d be of the most responsible out of the group, which explains his title as vocal unit leader if that’s the role i can snag!! see, he grew up in a single mother household, and due to her multiple jobs to keep a roof over their heads and groceries in the fridge, she wasn’t around a lot when he was growing up, and to top it off, he has four younger siblings ( a set of twin brothers, another brother, and one sister who’s closest to him in age!! ) that he has to watch out for. if anyone’s seen shameless us, think of him as a fiona gallagher type, but obviously not as intense as she and her family are in the show!! anyway, his childhood was mostly spent cooking meals for them, helping with homework, and cleaning the house—even when he was in elementary school. his mom and pop trusted him with a lot. so now, he’s a bit of a mother hen figure to everyone because that’s how he was raised, but he’s also severely exhausted, and he constantly puts everyone before himself, but that’s actually a fatal flaw for him instead of an act of selflessness. now, if you’re wondering where his love for music comes from, it’s because he learned to play the piano before his parents divorced, and it’s one of the only things that calms him down. in order to get his siblings to sleep, he plays a portable keyboard he bought with his life savings, and sings for them until they pass out. playing music reminds him of simpler times, and music itself, is his first love.

as a preteen, he was scouted by bc entertainment due to his visual charm, but when he auditioned for them, they were quite fond of his voice. it was untrained, but really beautiful to listen to, and they decided to take a chance on him. presently, he’s so dedicated to his work, and to his craft, but he fails to care for himself—often falling sick due to lack of sleep in conjunction with exercise, writing music, and other idol duties. i envision him similar to woozi in that he’d be someone who contributes composition, lyrics, and productions to charm’s albums. he’s very multi-talented, but he’s recently let that swallow him whole, and it’s not good for his health. he works so hard because he still has this idea that he needs to be the sole provider for his family since his mother is even more overworked than before, and his younger sister is now in charge of the siblings, which makes him feel guilty.

personality wise, he’d be a little bit of a soft, sad boy aesthetic come to life. moody, tired, emotional, and sensitive, but in all the right ways, if that makes sense!!

OPTION 002  //  kwon nara, park jiyeon, im yoona, or kim seolhyun // vocal of gal.actic, leader / main rapper / lead dancer / vocal of fuse, or lead dancer / vocal of lipstick.

think of a strict visual center type who’s also an actress, model, and master spokeswoman—a girl who’s calculating and who draws in a large crowd; someone that ever woman aspires to be and every man aspires to marry; she’s just that good, sparkly, and golden, you know? she’s a sunbeam on the outside, and her image makes her palatable to all types of people, so she isn’t just a sex symbol meant to capture the male gaze, she’s meant to be a people pleaser by default, and she’s really good at that. however, she’s been in the business for a very long time, and she’s pretty tired of it, but her bank accounts are nice and full due to all of her side gigs. like the muse in option one, she comes from very humble beginnings, but it was more so that her parents were dirt poor after being ostracized by their much wealthier families. see, the two of them were never meant to be together ( think romeo and juliet ) but decided to defy the wishes of their own flesh and blood, and embarked on a journey of their own!! it was hard, and neither of them adjusted well at first, but when they became pregnant, they kind of had to get their shit together really quick. when their daughter was born though, they loved her unconditionally, and raised her to be humble... as well as a bit of a con-artist, but that wasn’t necessary their intent. they needed help with bill and rent payments, amongst other things, and at a young age, she discovered that painting on a face and being a good actress would help them a ton. she was an innocent looking kid, so when she’d swipe the money from cash registers, or steal groceries from the supermarket, no one ever knew it was her. she was a bit of a master thief as a child, but it was all in the name of helping out her household. it was what she could do to contribute.

however, as a teen, she took it up a few notches and started to flirt with rich boys in school to get access to their money, or like, she’d find ways to manipulate people into eating out of the palms of her hands, all in the name of survival. though, when she was scouted by her company, she was able to convince them to sign her as a trainee despite having no talents. she promised them to work hard, and that she did, and even though she didn’t train for a long time before she debuted, she proved to be an asset to her group due to her ability to woo people of all types. her life, in a sense, primed her for fame, and she wants to take advantage of it now that she has all eyes on her. her past also made her into a fantastic actress, and she’s known to give thrilling and believable performances.

personality-wise, she’d be very two-faced, but never intensely malicious. she’d never like, manipulate her friends into bending to her will, or treat her boyfriends with any sort of toxic behavior on purpose, but she’s definitely not the girl on tv that everyone knows and loves in real life. however, the one good deed she does more often than not is volunteer at food banks and homeless shelters to assist those who were once in her position. so she’s not, like, chaotic or true evil per se, but more chaotic neutral more than anything. she’s definitely motivated by success and money, and in the past, has been accused of social climbing to gain further notoriety, but that’s neither her nor there now!!

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Feline instinct | k.th

Request: Badboy Tae and Shy oc enemies to lovers? Ps ur work is soooooooooo amazing

Pairing: Leopard hybrid! Taehyung x Cheetah hybrid! Reader 

Genre: Fluff, hybrid!au, Enemies to lovers!au, Roommates!au

Word Count: 6.4 k

TW: Strong language as always

“Why are you still here?” You jumped at the sound of your coworker’s voice, turning around to face her with the sponge in your hand. It was way past your working time and nobody was supposed to be in the café since everyone had already went home apart from you. The room full of shiny tables was illuminated by the lamps on the ceiling since outside the light sun was no longer there. You looked at her with wide eyes, ears perked up in your head for the surprise. 

“God, why would you scare me like that.” You responded, hissing lightly before turning back to clean the small table in the corner of the room. She was already wearing her own clothes, meanwhile you had still on your apron. Confusion was pasted on her face as she looked down on her watch before opening her mouth to speak again.

“It’s ten past nine, shouldn’t you already be at home? Your shift ended one hour ago.” She said, moving to sit down on the table that you were currently scraping with your small sponge.

“You should be at home too, why are you here?” You asked back, sighing softly before sitting I front of her – wiping your wet hands on the white piece of cloth that you had wrapped tightly around your waist.

“I forgot my phone in the kitchen so I came back to take it.” She said and you nodded, yawning before explaining yourself.

“I’ll go home in an hour and a half.” You told her and she looked at you even more confused than before.

“But...Why? Troubles with your boyfriend?” She looked at you with her wide eyes and her own ears perked up in curiosity. Dog hybrids were the noisier types.

“What boyfriend?” You asked her confused, but she just shrugged. 

“You always have a male scent all over you so I guessed that it was your boyfriend.” She explained but you shook your head.

“My roommate will go to work at 10 pm, I don’t plan on meeting him when I come home.” You explained and she stood up, heading to the kitchen ready to prepare a coffee for you. 

You silently thanked her for that, feeling the need to put something hot in your stomach. Everyone knew that felines hated to be cold.

“So what’s the deal with your roommate? You don’t get along? She asked crossing her arms as she waited for the dark liquid to fill the small white cup.

“I don’t even know why I decided to live with him. I guess that it’s a comfortable position and the rent isn’t that expensive but he’s just…unbearable.” You took the hot cup that she had placed in the table in front of you and you smiled at her – blowing on his before touching the coffee with your lips, to see if it was too hot to drink or not.

“Is he an hybrid as well?” As those words left her mouth, you sighed.

“He’s a leopard.” You said, already knowing what she was about to say.

“I mean...What’s the problem? Aren’t you a leopard too?” You grumbled at her words, shaking your head with a pout in your face.

“I’m a cheetah.”

“Isn’t it the same thing?” She added innocently and you looked at her annoyingly, shaking your head one again.

“We’re the complete opposite. I’m fast, he’s slow. I like fish, he likes meat. I’m tidy, he’s messy. I’m quiet, he’s loud. His scent it’s so irritating you have absolutely no idea.” She furrowed her brows at your words and you gulped a large sip of coffee before responding her question.

“Why are you still his roommate if you can’t even stand him?”

“The bill isn’t affordable by myself, we’re staying together because we both work in the same area. We thought it would be easy because I work during the day and he works as a bartender during the night.” She nodded slowly as you spoke, before talking again.

“So you never see each other?”

“On the weekend but I don’t really like staying outside of my room. You know how we are. We don’t like staying with other people. He, on the other hand, is something else. Always hanging out with his friends, coming home with tons of different scents on himself. I get headaches when he does.” You said, already grumbling at the thought of him.

“Why don’t you speak to him about it?” She asked and you chuckled.

“He likes to drive me insane, that little shit.” Standing up to wash the cup after you finished your coffee, your friend followed you – continuing to talk while you wet your hands on the sink.

“I guess it’s just a feline instinct. He feels a competition between us.” You shrugged and she laughed, hugging you before speaking up. 

You knew that dog hybrids were touchy so you weren’t shocked by her sudden skinship.

“I think you two would eventually go along. Just give it a bit of time.” You smiled faintly at her before stretching your arms.

“Just go home, don’t worry about him. You’ve been working since this morning. Just go and rest.” She caressed your shoulder and you nodded – feeling like you should’ve taken her advice.

“Yeah, you’re right.” Taking off your apron you headed towards your cabinet – taking off your bag before saying goodbye to your coworker and going back home. 

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You wished Taehyung wouldn’t have been at home when you arrived, but after opening the front door, the irritating scent of him came all over you – indicating that he still hadn’t left the apartment and you had to deal with him until he went out.

Throwing your bag on the couch, you lied down – closing your eyes to relax, only to be interrupted a couple of seconds later.

“You stink Y/N, go take a shower.” His low voice came to your ears and for a moment you tried to restrain yourself from yelling at him.

“I don’t stink.” You replied but he scoffed, looking at himself in the mirror.

“You smell like a dog.” At his words you opened your eyes, looking at him as he got ready to head out. You were sure that smelling like your coworker was far better than having on your body his scent. 

You weren’t going to lie; Taehyung was one of the hottest guys you had ever laid your eyes on. 

His body was built, his hair was dark and covered partly his eyes and his lips were always rosy and moisturized. A cigarette was held tightly in between them and grey clouds of smoke were coming out of his nostrils as he buttoned up his shirt.

“Stop smoking inside the house. How many times do I have to tell you that I hate that smell.” You got up, glaring at him and he chuckled – blowing a cloud of smoke towards you, causing you to cough.

“God, I can’t stand you.” You muttered before heading towards your room, locking the door behind your shoulders.     

He loved to tease you, driving you crazy by doing things that you hated – like pouring sugar on your glass of water even though you hated sweet stuff, or turning on the speaker on his phone when he listened to music, although he knew that you preferred to stay in a quieter environment. 

You couldn’t say that you didn’t reply back to his teases, since before you had ruined plenty of his shirt by accidently throwing them on the washing machine along with your red sweaters – turning them into lovely pink clothes. The one between you two was an open war that started as soon as you two started to live together. 

You weren’t sure about the reason; it could be both the difference between your personalities or the fact that you two were predators – big cats that despite the differences, were both hunters and powerful. 

Throwing yourself on the bed, you stared at the white ceiling with sleepy eyes – feeling tired and completely done after the week of work that you had just experienced. 

Your room was completely tidy and clean, differently from the rest of the house that looked like a mess thanks to the leopard who was currently getting ready for a night out. You slept on a king size bed, covered in warm blankets that you used to create a small forts every night – enjoying the warmth that you could feel in it. Every morning you also woke up with the light of the sun, that reflected a nice sunspot on your bed filtered by the window. It was truly your safe house. 

Closing your eyes and wrapping yourself around the soft blankets that surrounded your body, you let out a small purr at the comfort of your mattress before starting to doze off and eventually to fall asleep. 

However, the relaxing time didn’t continue for long and you found yourself groaning in displeasure at the sound of giggles and moans a bunch of hours later. 

You opened your eyes, watching the clock that laid untouched on your desk and a loud growl came out of your throat at the sight of the time.

It was currently 3:38 am and you had just been awakened by the sound of your roommate having sex with some random girl that he had brought home after his shift at the club where he worked. It wasn’t like he had never done that before, you were aware of the fact that Taehyung wasn’t exactly so pious – he liked to go out, drink and sleep with different girls – but you never cared much about it as long as that didn’t stand in your way. 

The high pitched cries irritated you but, you weren’t going to lie – Taehyung’s low moans were starting to turn you on the more you listened to them.

You could smell the scent of arousal mixed with Taehyung’s hormones from your bed, but you tried to shake it away from your nose before covering your head with a pillow and falling asleep again. 

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The next morning your shift at work began later than the usual, so you took the time to get up slowly and prepare yourself a coffee while sitting in the couch with crossed legs and a book in your hand. It was peaceful and the silence that surrounded you was almost dream-like, causing you to think for a moment that Taehyung had left the house earlier. 

Nothing seemed to bother you, until a loud gasp attracted your attention, making you look up annoyingly from the book. The girl that had spent the night with Taehyung was currently standing in front of his room, half naked with a shocked expression stamped on her face. She had two dark ears on her head and a black tail that moved quickly behind her legs. You guessed that she was some kind of wolf hybrid, considering her strong – but not stronger than yours – scent. 

“Who the fuck are you?” She snapped at you and you raised your eyebrow at her audacity, without replying back. Taehyung was already hurrying out from his bed to get her, so you let him do all the work without bothering. 

Taking a sip of your coffee you looked at the girl that was still waiting for an answer as Taehyung grabbed her shoulders, looking at you with apologetic eyes and messy hair. He wasn’t wearing anything apart from his sweatpants, but you tried to divert your eyes – not looking at his shirtless body. 

“Baby I think you should go.” His low, morning voice spoke up but the dark haired wolf hybrid was still glaring at you without moving or changing her stance. 

“You never told me that you had a girlfriend! I thought you brought me here because you liked me!” She said, screaming in a high pitched voice that made you furrow your brows in annoyance. Taehyung was trying to deal the situation with politeness, but you could tell that he was annoyed too. Maybe this wasn’t worth a good fuck.

“She’s-“ He tried to talk, pulling her back inside his room to get her in another place far from you  – scenting your annoyance with his great sense of smell.

“I don’t care who she is! You told me so many nice things yesterday and now I’m finding out that you have some bitch living in your house.” She was livid as she screamed but as soon as the word bitch left her mouth Tahyung stepped out, furrowing his brows at her. 

“Hey, watch your mouth.” You smirked as those words came to your ears, setting down the cup of coffee in front of you before standing up – looking at the two in front of you seriously. 

The girl stepped back at your movement, hitting Taehyung’s chest, and the boy stared at you without saying anything. 

A low growl came out of your throat and you could hear a small whine coming out of her. 

Walking towards her, you stopped when she was standing in front of you and with a small smile you opened your mouth – letting her hear your voice for the first time. 

“Listen up wolfie. You have exactly five seconds to go out of my apartment before I get pissed off.” She tried to put on a brave face by scoffing, not managing to hide the scent of fear that her body emanated. 

“O-Or what? Tae brought me here, who are you to tell me to go away?” She said and you looked up at Taehyung, meeting his dark eyes with your before facing the girl once again – snarling at her. 

“I’m his girlfriend so get the fuck out of my house before I show you what a cheetah can do to a wolf.” You growled and this time, her whine came loudly to your ears as she walked back to Taehyung’s room to pick her things up before going out of your apartment with her tail between her legs. 

As this scene happened, Taehyung stared you down – shocked to see this side of you and smirking to himself as the word boyfriend went out of your mouth.

That was hot.

As soon as the door closed shut, a warm chuckle made you roll your eyes and turn around, to pick up your book and your empty cup before heading towards the kitchen.

“Boyfriend uh?” He teased, leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen as you washed the cup without looking at him in the eyes. 

“Just thank me and shut the hell up.” You muttered, making him chuckle again. 

“I mean…I could handle her pretty well but I’m glad that a feisty cat felt the need to take care of it.” You scoffed at his teasing with a small blushed on your cheeks before turning around and heading towards your room – hurried to go and start your shift at work. 

“Go take a shower, you smell like a dog.” You looked at him, sniffing slightly the air and making him laugh before closing the door of your room – blushing even further as his words came to your ears from the other side of the door. 

“Whatever you desire, girlfriend.”

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“So then he called me girlfriend...Do you believe that?” You muttered angrily as you scraped the dirt off the table – finding yourself in the same situation of the day before, with your coworker sitting on the table next to you as she listened to your tantrum. You had just experienced the worst day of work in your whole life so, the anger wasn’t easy to dissolve.

“I think he likes you a bit.” She said, eyeing you with a small smirk as she leaned against the wall with crossed legs. A couple of clients were still sitting on their table, but the shift was about to end so you felt free to talk a bit with your friend as they waited for whatever they’ve ordered.

“Bullshit. He doesn’t let me even breathe, he loves to make me feel bad.” You answered, looking at her with a soft sigh before taking off your apron and throwing it on the counter.

“Plus, he’s a le-“

“Keep the hybrid shit out of it Y/N, my friend is a wolf and he’s dating a bunny hybrid. As love is in the air who cares about the law of the jungle.” You chuckled at her words and you sat down in front of her, looing at her puppy-like expression.

“Honestly, I don’t hate h-“

“Hey, Kitty!” Your words had been cut off by a loud, low voice behind you and you jumped in your seat by the sudden noise.

Turning around, you faced the costumer in his table where he was sitting with his friends – a cocky expression stamped in his face. Giggles were coming out of his friends as they looked at you, watching the situation as if it was some kind of show.

“Could you bring us a glass of water, pretty please?” He asked and you nodded, looking confused at your coworker before getting up and filling a cup for the man that had asked for it.

They weren’t hybrids and that’s was a huge red flag for you, because humans thought of your workplace with hybrid employees as some kind of fucked up maid café – as if they had the freedom to treat you like you were at their all disposal.

As you laid down the glass of water in front of the boys, you froze at the filling of a hand wrapping around your tail – jerking it quickly and causing you to yelp loudly at the sudden pain.

“The group of boys started to laugh as you jumped back with stoop up ears and flushed face from the anger that they were causing.

A loud growl came out of your throat and their laugh only came out louder, until a hand touched your shoulder, caressing it slowly.

“Hey, don’t worry about it okay? Just go home I’ll deal with them until the end of my shift. Yours ended anyways.” You smiled faintly at your coworker before nodding and taking your bag before heading outside.

Outside the sky was dark and the air chilly - but that wasn't the reason why you were currently shaking with crossed arms and red cheeks: the stress had been too much to handle, and just the thought of coming home and dealing with your Taehyung for the whole weekend was making you sick. You just needed to relax a bit, but that's exactly what you wouldn't get at home.

While you walked home, you tried to erase those thoughts from your head, trying to think about what you could do to avoid complications that weekend, but when you arrived home, you realized that probably none of those options would have worked with Taehyung.

A loud sigh escaped from your lips as you unlocked the door and got in.

You immediately felt his scent, and as you walked to the kitchen to get something to eat, it got stronger.

You threw your bag on the couch, before opening the fridge and taking out your dinner.

"Look who's here, my favorite girlfriend" Taehyung’s voice sounded out - mocking you. His eyes were fixed on the screen of the laptop on the kitchen table.

You breathed, trying to calm down: you didn't reply, hoping that he would get the hint.

You weren't in the mood.

As you waited for your dinner to heat up in the microwave, you walked to your room and changed, putting on your pajama and tying up your hair in a bun. That's when a strong smell of burnt hit your nostrils.

You ran to the kitchen and opened the microwave only to see your burnt food.

"Oh fuck off, that's the only fucking thing I didn't need today" you whispered, and you let the swear words flow off your tongue throwing your dinner in the bin.

Taehyung watched you, and if at first he was amused by the situation, he was getting more and more concerned as he saw you slumping on a chair, your face in your hands. Sniffing lightly the air, he sensed a male scent on you and that’s when he furrowed his brows. It wasn’t the scent of an animal, but the scent of a human.

At first he didn't know what to do. Should he help you? Should he let it go?

You two weren't exactly on good terms but he didn't want you to be in such a bad mood to almost breaking down in front of him.

"What's wrong? " he said quietly as the pushed the laptop out of the way, trying to see if you were crying, but when you got up there weren't tears in your eyes. Still, he could feel the tension and stress.

"I'm so fucking stressed, work's getting more and more tough and I can't seem to get a second of peace even at home. " you said while walking back and forth in the kitchen, your hand running through your hair.

Taehyung felt a bit of guilt piercing him, but he knew what you needed, and it was the same thing he wanted.

"You know what? There's one thing to do when you’re stressed. I had pnas tonight but I guess that doing it here and doing it outside doesn’t really make much of a difference.” he said getting up of his seat with a smirk stamped on his face.

You watched him suspiciously as he brought the laptop out of the room.

"I'm not fucking you, Taehyung. Get it out of your mind" you said annoyed as he came back with hands hidden behind his back, holding your head up with your hand.

A loud laugh escaped from his lips as he responded "I was talking about drinking, Y/N, but in case you want to do other stuff I won't complain " he said winking at you, letting you see amount of beer cans that he had bought.

"I'll stick with drinking, but thank you baby." you said with an obvious exaggerated sweet tone.

You sat down on the couch, Taehyung followed and sat next to you as you opened your first can – closing your eyes and letting every thought out of your mind.

You were at your third beer when things around started to feel clouded.

Your head was spinning a bit, words came out confused out of your mouth, but you couldn't care less.

Taehyung hadn't touched his can, and was telling you about the craziest encounters he had during his nights out. Your tipsy state made everything around you seem hilarious and you were laughing like crazy as he spoke.

"I swear to god I haven't laughed this much in ages" you said stammering between giggles as you looked at your roommate.

He felt a smile come on his face just by looking at you – he had never heard the sound of your laugh and it was almost addicting.

"At least you're crying from laughter, aren't you?" he said looking at you with a small smile.

After a couple of hours passed drinking beers, Taehyung brought in the living room some other bottles of alcohol that you didn’t bother to read – drinking the transparent liquid despite not knowing what it was.

You tried to pour it in a cup but you completely missed it, spilling it on the table.  

"Jeez you really can't handle alcohol. " he laughed at you, wiping the liquid off with a cloth as you giggled drunkenly while looking at him.  

You seemed free,  completely empty-minded and happy as you smiled at his words.

"I-It's not true, I can handle it better than you, fucker" you mumbled, and he couldn't help but shake his head "Whatever you say, Y/N”  

"Then start drinking and we'll see how much you'll last" you said while pushing a shot in his hands. The boy took it while looking at you and swallowed it in the blink of an eye.

You two kept on drinking whatever Taehyung has put on the table, and your words were becoming more and more confused as time passed.

You kept on laughing at whatever the other was saying, and for a second you forgot that he was the same boy you hated not even an hour earlier. Alcohol made you less boring and way clingier than how you usually were, so as you head leaned onto Taehyung’s shoulder, the boy couldn’t help but smile with a small shake of his head.

"You know, you don't even seem that bad when you're not growling at me" he said with a smile on his lips, and you couldn't help but to admit he looked adorable with his glossy big eyes.

"You're not that bad yourself when you don't try to make my life feel like hell" you answered with a small yawn, but for a second Taehyung really thought he had hurt you with his behavior.

You sensed the change of his mood by the smell of his scent, so keeping your eyes closed you you added.

"It’s not that bad. I mean it can get really funny and absurd when your hot roommate is a cheeky mess."

You weren't thinking about what you were saying, you just mumbled those words loud enough for him to hear them and he looked at you with wide eyes. He knew that you were completely drunk but his heart started beating faster nevethless.

"So...You don't hate your hot roommate?" he said shamelessly while grinning.

"No Taetae. I don't hate you." you said feeling extremely tired by the amount of drinks that you had ingested, and he let out a soft laugh "I think the main reason why I didn't grow fond of you is because we're totally opposites. And people with opposites behaviors and habits tend to not get along." You added but he was quick to respond.

"But opposites attract, don't they? " he said while looking at you with the softest eyes and a genuine smile on his rosy lips.

Opening your eyes you looked at him, finding his gaze already on you and you stayed still for a moment. He started feeling something in his chest as you stared at each other and both seemed to drown in each other.

The contact broke when something came to his mind, and quietly he asked.

"Why did you have a male scent on you?" The question came out as a whisper and you tensed at the memory of the early shift at work.

Taehyung felt it, and added "Is it why you feel so tense?" His hand was brushing yours on the couch as you finally spoke, feeling safe in his presence.

"Yeah...earlier at work some people didn't seem to understand the fact that harassing hybrids is not okay". As soon as you let that out his hold tightened and his lips twitched a bit, before curling back in a small smile.

''You don't have to worry. You're a cheetah, one of the most beautiful and powerful species of predators. You have the ability to defend yourself, you just have to learn to make people respect you. You don't deserve to be treated like that". You blushed at his sweet tone, and at the words he used to describe you. Beautiful.

You smiled back at him and without noticing you let out a quiet yawn, your hand still on his.

"We should probably go to bed...it's almost 2 a.m. " he said while looking at the clock on the wall behind you.

You nodded and tried to get up, but your legs apparently didn't want to cooperate, so you ended up slipping on the ground.

A loud laugh escaped both your mouths, and it didn't seem to stop as you both kept on laughing at your drunken state.

He helped you get up and suddenly you felt him picking you up, an arm around your waist and one one under your legs.

He chuckled as you let out a yelp and he said "Jeez you're wasted. You can't even walk".

You kept om giggling as he tried to get you to your room without collapsing.

The warmth of his body was something new, and suddenly his scent felt much more comfortable and good, almost intoxicating.

You leaned in his chest and inhaled his scent, and he couldn't help but smirk as he noticed.

He laid you down on your bed covering you up with your blanket.

"Sweet dreams, baby. And if those bad guys try to bother you again, they'll have to deal with a leopard.".

You laughed at those words, that in your head sounded more like a joke,

“Sure Tae, goodnight.” You replied with a chuckle before closing your eyes and instantly falling asleep.

But he wasn't joking. From now on he would have protected you. He didn't know how, or why, but something snapped in him that night. Something that felt so good to him.

Hetook your hand in his, brushing your knuckles with his thumb, and left your room with a soft smile, after inhaling your sweet scent before closing the door.

.

.

Ever after that night spent with Taehyung, the relationship between you two changed completely.

Every day you woke up with a cup of coffee with no sugar inside already prepared on the kitchen table. The fridge was always stocked with fish and you tried to buy more meat for him, so that you two could eat both without having to insult each other’s favourite food. The heater inside the apartment was turned on more and you noticed that Taehyung would change it every time he saw you shivering while walking around the house. Living with him was starting to feel more like luck than misfortune.

That morning you woke up with the alarm of your phone, ready to have breakfast and head to work – where your friend was probably waiting to hear how things were going between you and Taehyung.

“Good morning.” You muttered with a small yawn as you noticed Taehyung’s presence on the couch.

“Morning.” He said in response while looking up from his phone.

“Why’re you up so early? You came home late yesterday.” You asked drinking your daily cup of coffee.

“Couldn’t sleep.” He shrugged and you nodded, thinking about the changes that he had made after you got drunk. You remembered clearly what had happened but you hadn’t talked about how you had called him hot, or how you had confessed that you didn’t hate him, not even one bit.

“I’m going” you said as he got up from the couch – walking towards the window where he lighted up a cigarette before blowing the smoke outside. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and he looked like a god as he brushed his long hair back – keeping in mind that you hated the smell of smoke.

You stood there, looking at him in awe until he noticed that you were watching him – giving you a questioning look.

You shook your head before saying bye and you headed outside as soon as you could, feeling heat coming to your cheeks.

The more he cared about you, the more you fell for him.

.

.

“So, you’re basically in love.” You punched lightly the arm of your now almost best friend as you confessed what had happened in the morning – cheeks still red from the embarrassment

When you had told her what had happened during the weekend, she couldn’t help but smile – already sensing some feelings coming from you towards him.

“I’m sure that you two will end up together.” You shook your head at her, taking the beverages from a table while cleaning up. She was standing at the counter of the café, talking to you as you brought the dishes in the kitchen while your costumers ate happily the food and drank the beverages that you served.

“Shut up. He’s just kind because I basically told him that he made my life seem like hell.” You explained ad she laughed, before looking behind you.

“Do you like him?” She asked without looking at you and you hesitated, before sighing.

“I mean, I think so? I wasn’t feeling like this before but now I think that I kinda do.” You confessed and she smiled, picking up the menu from the counter – giving it to you.

“Well, might as well just tell him now because he’s sitting over there and he’s looking at you.” You froze at her words, widening your eyes before turning around – encountering the gaze of the leopard that was smiling happily at you.

You smiled back, walking towards him – speaking up as soon as you got closer.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, placing the menu in front of him and he just smiled, taking something off his pocket.

“You forgot your phone at home and I decided that I wanted to have breakfast here.” You laughed at his words, taking it from his hands with a thankful look and he looked down on the menu.

“I’ll get your order in a bit okay?” He nodded and you smiled at him before turning around – facing your smirking friend once again.

You ignored her look as you went inside the kitchen to pick up the order of one of the costumers before heading back outside.

“What did he want?” She asked and you showed her your phone without talking, watching as her smirk became bigger on her face.

“So cute.” You rolled your eyes at her and she laughed.

“Shut up.” The ring of the door attracted your attention and as you turned around, your ears perked up – body freezing on the spot.

“Fuck.” Your friend cussed as the boys from the other day came inside the café, one of them smirking at you as he walked closer.

Taehyung sensed the tension from you and as soon as the smell came to his nose, his head perked up – eyes narrowed as he looked around to see what was happening.

“We came back to see my kitty.” He said as he walked closer to the counter where you were placed, moving an arm around your shoulder.

As soon as his skin touched your shoulder, a loud growl resounded around the whole café and you didn’t have to look up to notice who had made it.

You growled as well, moving away from his touch and behind you Taehyung was starting to get up from his table – walking towards you.

Smelling the anger coming from Taehyung’s body, you moved in front of him to stop him from doing anything that could put either you or him in trouble.

“What’s going on? Cat got your tongue?” He teased you as you stayed silent before noticing the broad Leopard hybrid that was standing behind you. He widened his eyes a bit at first – feeling intimidated by his dark gaze and his serious stance, but he tried to hide his feelings.

He probably forgot that hybrid could sense them even if he tried to hide them.

“Who are you?” He asked – his friends watching from the side without talking.

“I’m here fucking boyfriend so you better step away from my girl before I snap you in half.” He said roughly as another growl came out of his mouth and you grabbed his wrist, squeezing it a bit to calm him down.

You friend smiled widely despite the situation but you stayed serious, standing between the two man.

“Dude calm down, she’s just a waitress. It’s all jokes.” You shook your head in disbelief and Taehung brought a hand to your waist – squeezing your skin lightly and breathing heavily to calm himself down.

“You should get out, we don’t stand people who harass our workers here.” Your friend spoke up and the man puffed, ready to talk back when Taehyung snarled at him – causing him to jump back.

“Okay chill, I’m going.” He put his hands up while stepping back before heading outside, followed by his friends.

As soon as the door closed behind the, you let out a huge sigh – relaxing your body and turning around to face Taehyung.

You looked at him in the eyes and he brought his hands around your waist, pulling you against him. You hugged him back, heart beating faster at the touch of his nose on your neck and he smelled your scent deeply before kissing lightly your skin, causing chills to roll down your spine.

“You should go back to your table.” You whispered smiling and he did the same, a grin creating on his face.

“You still haven’t eaten and I think that we already lost too much time…” He nodded as those words came out your mouth before walking back to the table, grinning stupidly without looking away from you. You kneeled down next to him, ready to write down whatever he said and you tried not to blush at the feeling of his face close to yours.

“Did you decide what you want?” You asked with a small giggle trying to ignore the tension and he smiled before nodding.

You felt his hands cup your cheeks and you felt your heart beat faster at his actions. His eyes were stuck on your lips his teeth were biting down on his own as he breathed.

He leaned in, his forehead against your own with shaking breaths.

“You.” His voice wavers, exhilarated from the tension between you as he leaned in brushed your warm lips with his own. You kissed him back, feeling you heart skip a bit and you two pull apart only to take shaky and shallow breaths. You felt the eager as he bit down on you lip while pushing you further against him dropping the notebook on the floor and he held you close to him – hands steady on your neck. You brought your hands in his hair, caressing his ear as a low purr came out of his throat.

It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. You felt his feelings through it and his hands moved, resting below your ear, his thumb caressing your cheek as your breaths mingles. 

“Do you want to go on a date?” He asked as he pulled back, breath still heavy and dreamy eyes.

You chuckled at him, smiling widely at him before speaking up.

“Sure.”

[sephinova]

15 Questions, 15 Mutuals

Tagged By: @idariddle Thank you, my friend! I’m sorry for doing this tag meme so late, I’ve been feeling soooooooooo tired this past week. T^T

1) Are you named after anyone? 

No.

2) When was the last time you cried?

Today when I rewatched ‘Toy Story 3′, it’s bittersweet ending always gets me in floods of tears.

3) Do you have any kids?

No.

4) Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Sometimes.

5) What’s the first thing you notice about people?

I guess their hair, height and/or clothes.

7) Scary movie or happy end?

Happy end.

8) Any special talent?

I can make my voice sound almost the same as the character ‘Stitch’ from Disney’s ‘Lilo and Stitch’. 

9) Where were you born?

In the UK.

10) Hobbies?

Playing video games, listening to music, writing fanfiction, doodling, browse the internet and daydream about my precious rare pair OTP. <3

11) Do you have any pets?

Three dogs: Flynn, Phoebe and Marley and two cats: Jet and Yazoo. Their sort of my pets beings as I still live with my mother but she’s the one who owns them.

12) What sports do you/have you played?

The only sports I have participated in was in mandatory PE lessons in primary school when I was a child and I hated most of them. 

14) Favourite subject at school?

Art and History.

15) Dream Job?

Freelance artist or voice actress.

Tagging: @demon-prince @rubybahamut @ahoshontika @missdylandy @cindy-poo @fruit-succubus and anyone else who wants to do this tag meme. You don’t have to do this tag meme if you don’t want to so no pressure. :)

[skamfairy]

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix - thoughts after reading it for the first time

hello pals, well damn, it’s officially been about two days probably three, after i finished ootp because I needed to process the hell out of it before i could discuss it sjhshjhjsa otherwise i would have just spent this whole post screaming WHYYYY sahjhasj so lets do this

how in the world did this book make my love for harry GROW EVEN MORE??? i didn’t think that was possible but here we are. We really see in this how everything is effecting him mentally and it’s incredibly heartbreaking and realistic. i love him so much and the whole time reading this i just wanted to hug the poor boy :(( 

OKAY THE ORDER i love the order. they are so cool and different and really fun to read. like the first part of the book shows them all engaging with each other and their dynamic so well, and it’s soooo fun to see. one of my fave scenes still remains to be mrs weasley and sirius arguing over how to raise harry sjhashjshjhsa that was just sajhsahjhjas i love seeing all these people who care about harry interact it’s really fun to read. ALSO tonks is SO COOL

alright alright, i should probably acknowledge the elephant before i continue otherwise the rest of this is gonna be me in denial asjhhajs SIRIUS :(( SIRIUS. i really really really love this character you guys, he’s everything i have wanted since the moment i met harry. all i asked for was someone who could love him and support him, someone harry could talk to and trust. someone who loved harry like a parent and harry could go to for love and comfort like a parent. and then we finally got sirius.  This book really made me see the dynamic between sirius and harry, crystal clear. it showed how alike they are. and when harry was angry, it was like sirius was the only one who understood that anger cos he felt it too !!. harry had someone who understood him, loved him and would do anything for him. he finally had a parent.  So, i ask you this, WHY WOULD THEY JUST TAKE THIS AWAY FROM ME AND HARRY????? HUH??? H U H?? IM SO MAD YOU GUYS IT’S BEEN DAYS AND IM STILL MAD AND SAD BUT LIKE NOW IM MOSTLY MAD. it’s not fucking fair it’s not. and the ending when harry finds that mirror that would have saved sirius?????? my heart literally died. IT DIED. they didn’t even get a proper moment to really be together you know? like they couldn’t talk and see each other the way they wanted to because harry was so worried about losing him. and now it’s just. it’s over. and it happened so suddenly it just,,,,he was there and then he wasn’t. STAB ME. the impact of this was huge and i can’t explain the kind of emotion it invoked in me. it was so intense and that alone is one of the reasons i absolutely adored this book. 

on a nicer note, i absolutely love Luna Lovegood. She is such a good character, ever time she appeared i would instantly smile or get excited, like she brings something so different and exciting to the story. she’s super different to them all and because of that they judge her at first but she continuously turns out to have so much wisdom and help to give if they just listen to her. WHAT I REALLY LOVE THO, is how throughout the whole book we see harry be completely discredited by the ministry and because of that no one believes him, and it’s incredibly frustrating and isolating. but then we see that mirrored in luna. like harry, she’s also discredited by everyone who knows her, so much that they call her “looney” lovegood. and because of that, no one takes anything she says seriously, just like harry about voldemort. but we see that when we do take her seriously, what she says is helpful. I especially love this because at the end when harry is empty and grieving, he desperately seeks something that could give him that tiny shred of hope or comfort that he desires. he even seeks out nick the ghost, but then in the end; the person who is able to understand how he feels the most, is the only other person that has been just as discredited as him. and it’s luna who is able to give him the comfort he needs. and i really really love that. it’s so perfect to me. and i see luna as such an important character i better see MUCH MORE OF HER PLEASE

umbridge can go to hell

I LOVED DUMBLEDORE’S ARMY !!!!! that was incredible and the room of requirment !!!! ahhhhhh i love. it was so cool to see harry accept his talent for defence against the dark arts, and to use that to rebel against umbridge and teach his peers. i really love how at the end the people who go to harry to help are who harry sees as the people in the DA he’d want help from the least, which makes them all unlikely heroes but they are all so incredible. like i adore these kids you guys. i would do anything for them. i can’t wait to see more of them ahhhhhh

as always the twins were AMAZING i love them so much they really are two of my ultimate fave characters in ANYTHING EVER like i would literally do anything for them. I BETTER still see them in the next book a lot even tho they aren’t in school anymore. pls pls pls gimme my fred and george content 

i should probably acknowledge cho because harry’s first experience at dating was super amusing and tiring but it feels like that was a lifetime ago. i really liked how they showed that tho. like they were both more into the idea of each other than the real thing and that’s often what a first crush is. i really liked how this was depicted. 

asbhjjbhdsajhbdsahb HAGRIDS GIANT LITTLE BROTHER i just have to say that i adored this sjhaahjshjsa it was so fun among the angst thank you hjshjsajhas

Okay that ending was incredible but more than anything, the scene in dumbledores office and the PROPHECY was so so so good. not so much for the info dump but more for the way we saw the relationship dynamic between the two and the feelings it gave me. like i really felt what harry was feeling and the fact that i was able to feel that is amazing to me. that’s what i want out of books and this whole book, but especially that scene did that for me. the prophecy is holyyyyy fuck. it breaks my heart. harry finds out on the night when his godfather died trying to save him, that the reason his parents died was because voldemort wanted to kill him. it’s horrible. but also i find it so interesting how it could have easily been neville (which im also proud of because i kept asking my friend questions about why neville and harry are SO SIMILAR *flips hair* im that good) but voldemort CHOSE THE HALF BLOOD  which can i just say, is so contradictory to voldemorts entire motive of this war. to keep the wizard world pure blood only; but his greatest enemy is the half blood like him. not the pure blood.  like dude you’re admitting the half blood is the only wizard strong enough to beat you soooooooooo  i also really wanna learn more about this and why he chose harry like AHHHHHHHHH IM GOING CRAZY WITH FEELINGS AND THOUGHTS I CAN’T BELIEVE I ONLY HAVE TWO BOOKS LEFT

OH OH OH i almost forgot !!!! dumbledore continues to talk about snape like he’s the greatest thing since a beard comb and it’s so frustrating. especially when harry and i are fucking grieving because they keep killing off the people we love and not asshole bullies like snape. like ugh CAN HE STOP whats his deal??? like we know he was bullied (to be fair apparently he also fucked with james back) but how does that justify him literally being a DEATH EATER??? speaking of death eaters, i hope they all die painful deaths, especially bellatrix. she’s disgusting. BUT I DIGRESS, i guess i don’t know how to feel about snape tho. idk. i hate him just like harry does don’t get me wrong. but im so CONFUSED like what is he playing at?? did he tell sirius where harry was going to help or to make sure sirius would be there so his friends can kill him? like im sorry but i don’t trust him. idk guys im just WHATS THE POINT OF THIS DUDE?? 

okay so i probably missed a lot of stuff cos there is way too much in this to cover, and if i missed something you really want my opinion on please shoot me an ask, but overall i LOVE this book. i think it’s my favourite one so far I SAY THAT ABOUT ALL OF THEM but you can’t blame me. they are all SO SO SO GOOD AHHHHHH help me i’m so obsessed. but seriously this book invoked emotions in me i didn’t know i possessed. I cried so so so much in this over so many different things and i feel like i have a connection with these characters i’m not entirely sure how to explain. i just really love them and this story and im hurting right now, but i really hope harry will find happiness it’s just SO UNFAIR sdhhjashjas im sorry im okay im okay. im gonna start the next one soon hopefully knowing i’m grieving with harry will help ashhjas.  ALSO part of the pain of this, was when sirius died i couldn’t stop reading to react to it because i was so sure it wasn’t real and that he’d come back because HOW COULD IT BE REAL? and that’s exactly how harry felt so once again, i love how this story makes me truly feel and see things like harry i love that i’m able to connect to it like that and it’s a massive reason why i love this as much as i do AHHHH <3 

[deeeelightfuldee]

surveys 054.

Does your middle name begin with letters A-G? no

What is your state's largest city? chicago

Pick your three favourite vegetables. Potatoes, broccoli, cauliflower

Have you ever broken a movie or game disc? yepppppp. sadly

What colour are your brother's eyes? They both have blue eyes

What are you feeling right now? tired, lonely w/o kile

Do you watch Law & Order: Special Victims Unit? Nope

How many flights of stairs are in your house? 2

Have you ever played a drinking game? Which ones? yes never have I ever and fountain

Do you often feel excluded? uhh, in some circumstances. i feel sort of excluded from kiles life all these years now that I know what I know.

Are you good with managing your finances? I hate finances soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much

Do you have an accountant? No.

Did you ever play Neopets when you were younger? Yeah, I loved Neopets.

Have you ever been to Mexico? no

How big is your bathroom? It’s small.. blegh

How many friends do you have on Facebook? I dont know anymore I neevr use it

Do you regularly check anyone's profile online? Admittedly I check my email all the time and kiles google thing to see if I hear from him. Lord, tell me this gets easier

What is the closest pizza place to your house? Aurelios

What age did your mum stop helping you clean your room, if she ever did? When I was like 4

What colour is your toothpaste? blue

Have your parents ever worked in medicine? No.

Do you have any silly nicknames or pet names? diana banana, princess diana

Are you any good at drawing? I can hold my own

Is there anything unusual about your house? uhhhhhhh probably

Can you maintain a text conversation or do you run out of things to say? Im usually very good at keeping up. If i’m not then its usually because Im uncomfortable or mad

How old will you be turning in 2020? I turned 29

Have you ever met anyone with Multiple Personality Disorder? It’s called Dissociative Identity Disorder now <<<yes

What is your favourite type of cookie? chips ahoy

Do you spell things the way I do? (colour, favourite, flavour etc.) No u’s

When was the last time you painted your nails? graduation. I just dont care about much rn

Does taking surveys make you sleepy? usually it calms me, yes

How many vowels are in your mother's full name? 9

Do you find it hard to talk to strangers, even people who work in stores? i just dont want to

Have you ever tasted goat's milk? yes yuck

Are you a fidgety person? I am not

How many serious relationships have you been in? more than was necessary

Did you ever take classes for a musical instrument when you were younger? Yeah and i was soooooooooo mad about it

Is there anything going on outside your window? I mean, probably. wildlife is wild rn

What was your favourite board game as a child? Trouble, Sorry!, Chutes and Ladders, Candy Land, etc. <<<< YES plus rummycub

Do you listen to Rise Against? a few songs. I wonder if Kile has listened to our playlist

When was the last time you congratulated someone? Kile on a grade he got

Have you ever taken care of a newborn baby? so many times

How old were you when you got your ears pierced? I was a baby.

Do you snore when you sleep? I don’t

Have you ever been 10-pin bowling? uhhhhhhhhhhhh no idea

Do you have your own bowling ball and shoes? No. 

What was the last type of burger you ate? like the quality of beef?

Have you cried in the past week? Yes. I am constantly goin to the bathroom to cry im miserable without kile

What will you rate this survey? It was fine.

[bts-is-my-life-as-always]

Namjoon scenario to fighting with you and breaking up.

So I’m in a mood to write angst stuff, I guess this is my break from studying cause honestly I can’t study anymore, like my brain is shrivelled up and eating itself, anyways that’s enough of me ranting, hope you enjoy~~

I’ll write one for every member, cause I can’t leave any of them out, buttttttt, they’ll all be uploaded on different days.

ANYWYAS enjoy (I’ll really go now lool)

(Credits to gif owner, and disclaimer, it’s a fluff ending soooooooooo, Yeah)

Rapmon was so overwhelmed with producing new music for bangtans new comeback, no matter how good everyone said it was, he wanted it to be perfect, knowing full well that he’ll be away from you, it had been 7 days, not a single call or a single message, you started to wonder if he even remembered you.

The door turned open at 2 in the morning, namjoon trying so hard to stay quiet,

“Well isn’t it nice that my boyfriend suddenly decides to show up”

You didn’t really know why you spat that out, only that you should’ve hugged him, or kissed him or really anything other than starting a fight.

“Wow, Y/N what’s up with the passive aggressiveness, calm down.”

“Calm down? You haven’t called nor texted me for the past 7 days, a full week, I thought you died and no one decided to let me know”

“I was busy, it wasn’t like I was playing around, I can’t help it”

“So when your busy your phone disappears for a whole week? Namjoon you could’ve texted me, just one word, a single letter anything to say you still cared”

You didn’t know why you continued, you just knew that you needed to get your thoughts out, or this relationship wouldn’t go anywhere, emphasis on the knew.

“Y/N I wouldn’t have started to date you if I knew you needed this much attention from me, Jesus, let me breath”

You started to question yourself, ‘were you a burden to him’ ‘were you asking for that much?’

You looked around your apartment, at all the memories you shared with him, but at this moment not a single one could make you feel happy.

“I don’t need your attention” you breathed coldly, dating you for long enough meant that he read you like a book, you were at this very moment, cold.

“Y/N, I didn’t me...”

“No, that’s exactly what you meant, I don’t need your attention to live, you know the 7 days without you, felt like hell, but now I realise the only hell would be me staying here with you”

Namjoon hearing the tone in your voice that he’d never heard before, scared of losing you, the one person he loved and cared for so much.

“Y/N I think the both of us are tired, let’s go sleep, let’s stop fighting, I’m sorry”

You looked down, knowing how many countless fights between the two of you ended just like this one, him apologising but not sounding sincere more like trying to get you to shut up.

“I get it namjoon, I make you feel tired, I’m the burden in your life, I’m sorry, I’ll leave” you spoke there were no tears involved while you spoke,

“No that’s not what I meant, god damn it, stop twisting this”

“Namjoon, let’s stop” your words fell and stabbed his heart

“What? Come on Y/N you can’t be serious, please tell me your not serious, I’m sorry I really am, please”

The more he said sorry, the more you just wanted to leave, and never return.

“No namjoon, I think this is where we part, I think this is the end of our story”

“Stop it, just please stop” he reached out to hug you, to feel your heartbeat against his, you stepped backwards, shaking your head from side to side,

“Please, let me go, well both be able to breath again” namjoon Just stared, he followed your every step, the way you grabbed a bag from the wardrobe and shoved your things in, your clothes, your make up everything, he held onto your arms like a tiny lost puppy, as you turned to the door he clung onto any feeling that you had left of him, “please, don’t leave me here”

You shoved him off, turning to see his wet eyes, “good bye namjoon” with that you walked out, leaving him devastated on the floor, every inch of his heart hurting, nothing making sense to him anymore.

He kept calling, he kept trying, he would do anything to get a hold of you, he was a mess, he couldn’t produce music, suga would take over, and you were still nowhere in site, he would find anything that represented you, anything would do, anything that smelt like you, the hoodie that you once wore, with a strong scent left, the only thing he’d carry around with him everywhere.

He would leave a bunch of voice mails just explaining his day,

“Hey Y/N I’m sorry babe” or

“Y/N I walked past your favourite coffee shop today, I thought I saw you, where are you, I miss you so much” or sometimes a simple.

“I love you”

3 months later~

You would open every single one of them, listening to them, honestly saying you didn’t miss him would be a lie, you were locked away at your best friends house, you were visibly thinner, you weren’t trying to get thinner, it just happened.

Your best friend helping you rebuild the wall, she set you up on dates, but each time you came back, you locked yourself up and cried, you were not strong, but you didn’t want to break anymore, but today, was the day you met your new date, he requested to meet at the coffee shop that you and namjoon first met, as usual, you received namjoon’s good morning texts and voicemails, you got up, and dressed, you were glowing on the outside, so the darkening inside would stay hidden, hidden away so you don’t feel anymore pain.

You arrived at the date, ten minutes early, seeing familiar faces, and then seeing your date, “Hey are you dan?”

“You must be Y/N then hey, you look gorgeous” you hadn’t heard that word in a while, you both exchanged a formal handshake, when namjoon came up to you that day in the coffee shop, he just simply smiled, you sat down with your coffee, and you started to talk.

Saying that you didn’t enjoy talking to him for 4 hours would be a lie, you didn’t know time flew that fast, that was until the sound of the door opening made your attention drain towards the door, what you didn’t expect to see was a namjoon, fully covered from head to toe, you thought ‘that clothing choice makes it more obvious pabo’ you continued talking to dan, knowing that it didn’t matter anymore, he didn’t care.

As soon as namjoon walked in, he knew that voice so well, he looked over and saw you, at that very moment he wanted to run to you and hug you, and whisper his pleas for you to never leave him, but when he looked closer you were with some other guy, the feeling or more like the mere thought of you already moving on, made his heart ache, he decided to sit by a table right next to you, maybe just watch you, the smile on your face only making him grow more jealous, you never smiled like that, maybe he did trap you.

You looked over at him, he looked so tired, so hurt, maybe he cared, you thought.

“Hey Y/N, I have to go, I’ll be sure to call you later, do you want me to drop you off?”

“No I’m going to stay here for a bit, maybe work on getting through my pile of emails”

“Sure, so I’ll be seeing you soon?”

You smiled as a response and he left, you felt the familiar feeling of loneliness wash over you again, you sat there, listening to music, not paying much attention to anyone, you walked out knowing that namjoon would follow you.

“Y/N? Can we talk?”

“We’ve got nothing to talk about, I thought we finished?”

“Yeah that’s what you thought, I think different, I didn’t say yes”

“Well I don’t have anything else to say”

He grabbed you and pulled you back to your house,

“Namjoon let go, my arms hurt, where are we going, NAMJOON?!!??”

You knew where he was taking you, he was taking you back home, you missed his touch, you missed his voice, “NAMJOON”

“Y/N please stop screaming, we’re going home that’s all we’re doing”

“Namjoon, that’s not my house, my house is where I live no...”

“No, don’t say it, please don’t say it, please, I don’t want to, I can’t, they say the home is where the heart is, my heart is always with you”

“Namjoon.... your heart isn’t here”

“No, stop it, please, I love you, why doesn’t that solve it now, it was fine months ago, and now it can’t be done, and now this isn’t enough?” You looked into his eyes, he looked so desperate, like if you broke free, he’ll forever be just that much miserable, so you hugged him back, just maybe you could stay like that forever.

So the rest is up to your imagination, hope you enjoyed, and the others will soon be out, I’m Just prewriting a bunch because I’ll be gone for exams, and I didn’t want to leave anyone dry and hanging.

Request away and bye~~~

[writers-leir]

prince!vernon

prince!vernon

a shy floof

the people living in the kingdom honestly don’t know how they feel about him because he seems like a great person

but he is also really,,,,,closed off

he only talks to like five people including his parents and sister

even then his words are limited

only florist!seungkwan is able to get him to be loud

his parents don’t really mind if he doesn’t want to be king because his sister is more than willing (even though she’s still pretty young)

but he’s okay with it as long as his sister can do what she loves

he honestly does everything for his sister it’s so sweet

and you!!!!!!!

your family is basically royal without the blood

because your entire family grew up as the royal family’s best friends

you don’t live in the same country as vernon unfortunately

but you grew up with your country’s prince, jeonghan

and he’s like an older brother to you so you kNOW he’s going to be chasing away any suitors he believes not good enough for you

and being the prince they can’t really,,,,,,,,,,,stand against him

and it just so happens that jeonghan’s parents are close friends with vernon’s parents too

and because of that your parents know them quite well too

you like living as a noble though because it gives you the freedom royalty don’t get

jeonghan tried to convince you to stay with him to do his work once but you were like lmao no i see the stacks of paperwork you have i’ll just go hang out with seungcheol

and he was like yOU BACKSTABBER

but anyways

vernon’s parents decide to hold a huge ball for his 18th birthday because y’know,,,,,,becoming an adult all,,,,,,,,,vernon honestly doesn’t understand the need but he’s not going to refuse the food that’s going to be provided

and of cOURSE jeonghan’s family was invited and so was yours

and both you and jeonghan are like but like,,,,,,,,,it’s a friday night,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh there’s going to be cake? yeah i’ll go

and OF COURSE because vernon’s a prince this ball is also for any suitors to try and,,,,,,,,,,,,//impress// him because as mentioned before he only talks to like five people

when jeonghan finds out he’s 100% convinced that you and vernon are meant to be

but you’re like jeonghan pls,,,,,,,,,,,i’ve never even met this person,,,,,,,,,,,,,and jeonghan’s like trUST me you will LOVE him you and him are meant to be i know it

“you said that about seungcheol too but okay,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,”

jeonghan honestly just wants you to be with someone he trusts because all your suitors so far have only gone for you because of how close you are to the royal family

and he knows that vernon also struggles with suitors because all the ladies who have sent him proposals were only after him because they thought that he was a pushover and they’d be able to rule an entire kingdom

(jokes on them vernon rejected them all without blinking)

the day of the ball comes and of course jeonghan is your “date” since you both decided to get the food and find a place to sleep (shhhh your parents don’t know that)

but as soon as you step into the ball room both of you are pulled away

him by women who want to marry him

and you by more suitors

you struggle to hold in your laugh when you realize that some of them are actually carrying bouquets like,,,,,,,,,it’s sweet but,,,,,,,,,did they really bring a bouquet with like,,,,,,,,,50 red roses in it just because they thought you were going to be here,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

one of the suitors is more overbearing than the others

and you’re like please,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i’m honestly not interested in you,,,,,,,,,,no means no,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,can you please back off?

but of course this one doesn’t listen so you’re starting to get annoyed

until you feel an arm wrap around your waist

and a really smooth voice calling the suitor off

“can’t you see that they’re uncomfortable? i suggest you back off before i call the guards”

you’re surprised when the suitor turns and leaves with one last glare but no protest

until you see who the person was

of course it’s vernon because who else would save you (not jeonghan he’s forgotten about you and found an empty room to nap in already) ((jokes he’s still struggling with his suitors))

vernon steps back once the suitor’s gone and apologizing because “was that too presumptuous?”

you shake your head because he just????????saved you from an entire evening of that person annoying the hECk out of you

“thank you for that. i honestly don’t know what i would have done”

vernon gives you a soft smile and you’re like ok jeonghan wasn’t lying when he said vernon was attractive,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

he holds his hand out for you to take it and you’re like ?????????i’m sorry, what???????

“would you like to dance? you’re jeonghan’s friend, right?”

you take his hand like oh yeah woops yep i’m jeonghan’s friend

and while you two are dancing you can’t really deny the attraction you feel towards vernon

because he’s so carefree

and really spirited he’s just super quiet and shy

but you love that because he’s so fluffy

you two go get food and when you see him stacking his plate like an excited puppy you’re like i’m officially in love

and vernon’s watching you out of the corner of his eye too

he notices stuff okay

like the way you eat as much as you want without worry

or the way you’re not scared to give someone a displeased look if they rub you the wrong way

and he knows you’re not being friendly with him for his status because your best friend is yoon jeonghan

and you also know he’s not being equally friendly with you because of how close you are with jeonghan because vernon’s also pretty close with him too

so you both are able to relax and just let loose

eventually you two get tired of the party so you run wild out of the castle

you two run into jeonghan who got lost trying to find a place to nap and he’s like ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) go get him tiger

“shut up jeonghan just go find your nap spot”

by the time your parents are looking for you to leave both you and vernon are like,,,,,i really like this person,,,,,,,,,,,,,

and before you leave he grabs your arm

“if it doesn’t bother you,,,,,,,i’d like you to marry me”

and you’re like aksdghADKSGSA WhAT

which causes him to be flustered too like aksdghajklsdg waIT LET ME EXPLAIN

“i mean like in a few years not right now it’s just it’s been a long time since i’ve been comfortable with someone like this and i doubt i’d be able to find a suitor like you again but if you don’t want to i’m not going to like wage a war against the country you live in”

he’s ranting and you both know it but you’re not about to stop him because he’s really cute when he rants

you eventually stop him because,,,,,,,it’s been five minutes vernon pls,,,,,,,,,

“in a few years if you still haven’t found someone else,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i’ll marry you”

and vernon beams because !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!yES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

both your parents are thrilled and so excited they’re like did you talk about the wedding? is there an engagement ring?

and vernon’s like pls,,,,,,mom,,,,,,,,dad,,,,,,,,,,,,i just turned 18,,,,,,,let’s wait like four or five years,,,,,,,,,,,,and about the engagement ring,,,,,,,,

you’re like alsjgalksdg it’s oKAY we don’t have to start off with an engagement ring omg,,,,,,,,,,,

jeonghan’s on the side waiting for you two to finish like i told you soooooooooo (◕‿◕✿)

you and vernon see each other regularly and eventually it’s come to the point where you basically live at his castle and you two just run around the castle like little kids and stealing food from the kitchens

jeonghan still calls you a traitor for leaving him to nap by himself but you’re like lmao sorry friend i nap with vernon now

you two are more like teenagers just starting to date but it’s cute and fluffy

vernon introduces you to seungkwan and seungkwan is literally like ( ≖.≖) did you trick him

you’re so offended like mE?????????trick VERNON??????????????NOOOOooo never why would you even assume that //don’t tell him i stole the last cream puff pls//

the last comment gives seungkwan the thumbs up so he’s like okay you’re trustworthy ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪ and you’re like lmao weren’t you just suspecting me of fraud

(“shHHhhHHHhhhh don’t let vernon know i suspected you he’ll kill me” “heY VERNON YOU’LL NEVER GUESS WHAT SEUNGKWAN JUST DID”)