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[stoneyweezin]

𝖡𝖠𝖡𝖸, 𝖡𝖤 𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖤

𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼 ༞ 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽

༒ 𝗀𝗇! 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾, 𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝖾, 𝗏𝗎𝗅𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗍

(𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗂 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎♡)

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✎you were disgusted with yourself but why? why had the guy you’ve then woken up beside cause such a twist in your stomach that your spine itched?

your hair lay, thrown along your head as your eyes blinked at the human next to you.

that all to familiar feeling of raw skin on the bed sheets confirmed that you were in the same predicament as he was, his lower half luckily being shielded by the blanket and his curly blonde mullet partially sticking to the side of his face. a snore coming from his puckered and opened lips.

you had slept with billy hargrove.

right after you said to him you hated his guts and wouldn’t be caught dead in the same car as him but ate your words that following weekend, at a party which resulted in too many drinks to handle and your body acting impulsively.

your tongue darted out to lick your lips, the flavor of alcohol having a slight residue still before you made up your mind.

“get the fuck out before he wakes.” the voice in your conscious said to you over and over, body slipping from underneath his grip and then the cold air from his room stuck to your naked body.

you looked around for your clothes, head on a swivel as your eyes bounced toward billy every millisecond, praying he stayed a sleeping dog.

you’d managed to find your jeans and the white button up your sported before grabbing your shoes and sneakily leaving from his room. the house seemed to still be at a silent hum, as if no one had graced the day yet.

your feet softly padding down the hall before looking over at the wall and seeing it was 6 AM on the nose. your teeth kissed themselves as your feet hurriedly carried you out of the hargrove house. immediately grabbing hold of the fact that you didn’t drive here, and only billy’s car sat parked in the driveway.

you groaned as you then start to make haste down the road, eventually being able to navigate your way home. it was 6:45 by the time your now sheltered soles beat up your wooden porch. your fingers tapped along your jeans before you groaned, not feeling your keys and more so assuming they may still be at billy’s.

“shit!” you whisper yelled to the ground before your fingers found the loose panel in the shutters of your front window. the key being securely tucked in there before unlocking your front door, gently shutting it to not alert your parents, and immediately running to your room.

you walked back and forth in your room with your hands in your hair and your eyes scrambling for invisible answers.

“fucking billy… i fucked billy… billy fucked me.” you were shocked at the open admittance and the pure anxiety that mixed into your body.

now he was going to tell the whole basketball team he’d finally got a bite of Y/N. that Y/N is a total sleaze and would give it up after a while.

the millions of scenarios traced through your brain, over and over, nothing coming to the term that billy probably would never say that about you.

but billy was a dick. he had a great one but is was one.

you sighed as you shook your head, slowly accepting your fate before stripping yourself once again and walking into your bathroom. scrubbing your body of the night and preparing yourself for the next time you’d see him.

-

a good day of rest had past. you’ve made up your mind that the best interest was to avoid him. don’t let him even see you walk to your car when you got out of class.

you realized that your keys would still be at his house but luckily your father was a over thinker and had a “just in case” anything, including extra car keys.

you’d had it tossed in your bag, fixing your hair and outfit for the school day before walking downstairs into the kitchen. your mother making some toast and coffee for herself before seeing you grab the toaster strudel she had sitting out for you.

“off you go?” she looked at you, her sleepy sullen eyes trying to wake themselves up as she slowly started to move toward the cabinet and grab a mug.

“yeah mom, i’ll see you when im back?” your teeth bit down into the warm breakfast pastry, bits of flake falling back onto the plate.

“no, me and your dad have to go to your aunts for a bit. she wants to show us the new patio her husband built.” she said with such a fake excitement you could help but slightly snort at her, a chuckle coming from her.

“well yall have fun.” you smiled at your mom, rounding the tiny table before placing a kiss on her cheek, making your way to your car and making sure to start your day off as planned. drive slow and get there after… billy.

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your feet tapped on the floor gently as your car had been stationary for about 15 minutes. billy was there before you, as planned, but he had been sitting outside chatting with some girl he was probably going to get a hold of soon.

your chest had tightened just a smidge before forcing the feeling to bury itself. you were supposed to be sworn enemies. enemies don’t hook up after parties, they argue and declare war for their egos being bruised. and to top it off enemies also don’t have sexual innuendos every time they come in contact with one another.

so eventually as you sat there in the car, you conjured the mindset to keep a distance away from him. no fighting, no eye contact, fuck it, your keys were just going to have to stay in his house.

eventually you eyeballed him walk toward the school, some people even unintentionally walking behind him, causing him to blend into the crowd. you got out your car, gripping your backpack strap and sighing as our feet started to lead you toward the doors also. thanking god your first class didn’t have him in it.

-

about 3 classes had passed, your 3rd period before lunch you did have billy in there, but you sat in the back, swapping seats with one of the girls who was a fiend for billy’s attention. he groaned, noticing that some random girl had now sat in your spot and he had nobody to pass the time with. turning to look over at you, you on the other hand having his entire body blurred in your peripheral and not wanting to even acknowledge his existence.

which he was now confused about. you fed him his own medicine every time you two had interacted and now you weren’t even looking at him. he didn’t even see you when school first started, normally being able to spot your forest green bobcat from a mile away.

he had thought back to waking up in his bed, back exposed to the sun leaking from his window and the house still being quiet. he assumed nobody made it home last night and max had been out with her little party of friends, more than likely having a sleep over.

his eyes puffy with a solid nights rest but his body feeling that all to familiar feeling of alcohol plus a good body he had obtained. he woke up feeling utterly amazing, a lot better than normal and it definitely had him forcing himself to try to remember but he didn’t. the liquor fully doing it’s job but clearly not enough as he was able to make it home car in tact. and he made sure of that as he peeked out the living room window to notice his car in the driveway.

he’d basically walked around the house with his towel on, not really wanting to search for clothes until he sighed and walked back to his room. his foot immediately pressing down on something hard and jagged.

“shit, shit! agh!” he groaned loudly his foot flying up to be gripped by his hands before gently bracing himself to fall back onto his closed door as he then seethed.

he looked down at the culprit to his pain and immediately picked up what were a pair of keys. not his keys though… his didn’t have a random angel charm on the loop. his fingers gripped at the item, inspecting it before he frowned. he recognized it and squinted in thought before it all started to come back to him.

he had you in his room that past night. he had kissed you all along your body drunkenly and felt everything he had only imagined under his finger tips. yeah you guys had a history of saying the most heinous things to one another. hell you even announced that you’d eat a bowl of glass before you’d ever be nice to billy hargrove. he on the other hand mainly picked at you because he quite liked the feeling of being around you. your annoyance toward him was a weird thing he favored other than being flocked after by girls all day. hence if he did have a date that night, he’d mainly got to you to brag about it but also get your reaction to the person. for some reason he wanted to please you and your opinions on him. and here he was, holding your car keys after you two had fucked like ravenous dogs. he rolled the charm between his fingers, lips piercing in thought before his eyes skimmed over to his poster that leaned off the wall. either it fell or you two had caused it to be that way but that didn’t matter to him.

the rest of the weekend he had made sure to stay out the house, masking his fear of not wanting to get scolded by neil and also hoping max didn’t need to make any random trips that resulted in him being her chauffeur. which thankfully she grew such a closeness to her friends she’d not asked him for anything for quite some time.

but it was sunday night. the blended family of 4 sat at the table, billy keeping his mouth shut, eating the porkchops susan had successfully made for once. neil chatted with susan, the two of them still seeming like they were in the honeymoon phase even though she’s seen him be an absolute abusive piece of shit. max had sat on the opposite end of the table, her eyes focused on the plate and her fork poking around the green beans. what is it with kids and vegetables?

other than that, billy had finished his plate, excusing himself before he walked behind max, tapping her shoulder. “i’ve gotta ask you something, when you’re done.” which was his version of requesting her time to answer his question. he felt weirded out at himself for even asking his step… sister, for anything besides where she was going.

her eyes broke from her trance, peering up at him with a slight mistrust before mumbling okay, shrugging her shoulders and resuming her attempt to finish her food.

billy had walked back to his room his hands clasped in front of him on his bed and eyes running along the ridges in the carpet.

how was he going to ask someone younger than him about relationship advice? what was he even going to ask about you?

“what do i get a girl that hates me? no…shit… um. how do i tell someone i feel differently about them? how do i tell? what are you a fuckin’ idiot billy?” he mumbled to himself, annoyed at his terrible navigation of his sudden attachment to you.

time had passed before red hair made itself seen in his doorway, hands still slightly damp from finishing the dishes. “yeah?” max’s voice broke him from his overthinking, before he sighed looking at her. brows knitting together in annoyance before speaking his piece.

-

you sat at lunch, laughing with eddie who was a year older than you. he was a senior along with steve but had to repeat due to his terrible grades and even worse attendance. now he was a senior with you and the rest of class 86’ seemingly not minding it though, seeming you had given him company while he received his influx of madness.

his shaggy hair shook as he dramatically described the past campaign he had ran with the rest of his tiny team, which were really a bunch of freshman who shared the same interest as him.

“then dustin rolls, doesn’t roll enough damage to take down the vampire and then almost cost his whole troop.” his smile gleamed at you before you giggled, a faux face of seriousness crossing your features.

“i don’t get it…” immediately eddies laughter ceased in his throat, mouth agape before his neck jutted forward and a confused look crossed his face. a solid “what” was going to come out his mouth before you grabbed a grape from his tray, pelting it off his forehead and smiling again.

“gotcha!” you teased which resulted in him scoffing and shaking his head again.

from afar you didn’t feel or pay attention to billy watching the whole interaction. the two of you looked as though you were a perfect fit and better yet you enjoyed being around eddie. your smile damn near contagious but his brawny feelings had replaced the desire to want to ask you what’s going on and to also talk to you. his body reworking itself to now be the iconic asshole, billy hargrove.

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𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍. 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗂𝗇

[stoneyweezin]

when i think of a stereotypical stoner i think of pauly shore in encino man. like saying “don’t tax my gig so hardcore cruster” is my favorite thing in the world so… i present to you stoner!reader being adopted into the party (before argyle of course) and more than likely pissing off all the adults.

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𝘋𝘖𝘕𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘚𝘜𝘊𝘏 𝘈 𝘚𝘘𝘜𝘈𝘙𝘌

not proofread

mentions of drug usage. reader is of age.

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first person to catch on to your antics was eddie.

he saw how you were the most functioning high person he’s ever seen.

specifically because his bud would have him pretty chilled out.

it was a dead giveaway after you all had basically fought in an alternate dimension and all you could say was

“these vibes are so grody.”

your tongue sticking out as you fake gagged

on the top side, they had entered the upside down through your closet, surprisingly. billy and steve standing watch, while simultaneously hating each other.

the room smelled like your favorite scent and weed.

steve knowing the smell all to well while it took billy a minute to catch on.

not really liking you or the party but mainly was in it to protect max and also himself from getting possessed again

he mainly didn’t like you because while he was in recovery you told him he looked like “sunshine in a bar”

whatever the hell that meant

but he took it wrong and from that point resented you and your stupid curly hair

speaking of your curly hair… you’d hide joints in it

eddie was jealous he hadn’t thought of it first

mainly picking into your fro hoping you had a spare, which resulted in you two slapping at each others hands like cats in an alleyway

joyce had pulled her humorous moments from you

enjoying how you panicked not so much compared to the rest of the group when things were getting hectic

hopper was sick and tired of you being an absolute ditz at times

you’d look at him with so much confusion when he’d speak, he felt his inner cop wanting out

“ hey hopper, my pal, i get you’re a narc but this is life or death here… i prefer going out with a lil kick in my system yeah?”

he couldn’t stand you and your teenage madness

el had her times where you made her laugh even though she was fighting for her life and others

“hear me out primo, you got some abilities nobody else has. now does that make us useful? not at all but we’ve got heart. we fight, you fight, it’s fair game.”

for some reason pep talks from a person buzzed out their mind was a lot more genuine

it was even once with billy, the brawn, didn’t want anyone to see him panicking about going into the creel house

feeling slight guilt about max being the target after all her trauma…

hence him almost dying

“you freaking out aren’t you?”

“fuck off.”

“hey don’t be so sharp! if it were up to me i’d have you smoked like a chimney but i get you’re struggling buddy.”

your hand would lazily lay on his shoulder as you two sat in front of the creel house

he’d lean into your hand unconsciously but ignoring the look on your face

when the earthquake happened, your house basically fell apart

steve offered you to stay in his house

his parents taking you in with crooked grins because of the fact you were clearly a stoner

it was nights after the earthquake where you’d lay on his floor and talk about everything

“i mean… el is pretty rad. she closed an entire gate to a world just because the chick was pissed creatures were fuckin with her friends.”

steve would nod as he watched you blabber

“if you had powers what would you have?”

your elbows would be at the edge of his bed, eyes gazing into his before his lips would go into a thoughtful flat line

“uh… i don’t know what’s that one power rogue has”

“that chick with the white piece in her hair? so a copycat”

“no not a copycat”

“soooo a copycat.”

you’d fall on the floor giggling at steve trying to save his reasoning

after everything you’d all often help out at the school, sometimes going out and looking for any survivors

obviously you and eddie would catch yourselves sparking up

billy wanting in but once in a blue moon, as well as steve.

[stoneyweezin]

Maybe a Reader x Billy inspired by either:

A little death - The neighbourhood

Where the reader breaks up with Billy because he has been toxic and Billy goes and tries to find love in other women. But he gets frustrated because they don't touch him (physically and mentally) the way the reader always did. He gets angry trying to teach them but none come close to the actual thing until he gets so frustrated that he crawls back to her and tries everything to fix it.

Or:

RIP, Love - Faouzia

Where the reader is known to break hearts. Not because its fun for her but she does it to protect herself and the person. She is convinced that whoever gets close to her heart either ends up hurting her or she ends up hurting them so she always ends it by leaving them - ultimately hurting them before they can hurt her.

When Billy starts getting interested in her and she suddenly leaves just when he thought things were going good, he doesn't back down to find out why and once he does he makes it his mission to show her that he is there to stay and protect, despite being known for leaving and destroying

NO STAWP!

actually nah keep goin cuz i've been meaning to find a story in which somebody gives Billy a taste of his own medicine but figured i have to take things into my own hands.

i write with black!reader mainly all the time in my works. if anything is wanted to be personalized, do make that acknowledged in requests 🫶🏼

𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰: 𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗏𝗎𝗅𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒, 𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗇, 𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗎𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗌, 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

now you werent the new royal of the school as you also werent unknown to the average person.

hawkins high school was your school though. you knew almost every new kid, old kid, super senior and freaky gossip that wafted through these noisy halls.

but everyone knew you, surface level that is, because you were such a sore thumb.

it brought pain to other people.

as other girls sported their pastels and puffed out shirts, your clothes were tight one day, super baggy the next. your signature look was sporting shades for no reason at all.

this only drew attention to you. the guys wanting to take you out on dates, get to know the mysterious y/n who wasnt all that mysterious... they just never talked to you.

and because you often felt overlooked until the moment you changed your wardrobe, you were a hard shell of a person.

they'd ask stupid questions like your sign... which you'd lie about because what they dont know wont kill em... especially if all they wanted to do was fuck you.

but as soon as they'd think you were their arm candy you'd give them a cold shoulder.

nothing like frost bite but more like, "we're not together so dont act like we are." you always clarified.

now of course their little boy hearts would wince at the touch of your thorned one, but it wouldn't deter you from entertaining the next halfway interesting boy.

it was the beginning of your senior year.

you sported your daily normal. a white corset, with an orange and green windbreaker you won during some pep rally sophomore year and denim jeans pulled up just enough that nobody noticed your belly button piercing you'd gotten over the summer.

in your eyes you dressed normally, this was your slight individuality making a name for itself.

some bits of your wardrobe pulling from chaka khan and several other flashy artists.

but as you walked to your locker, eyes bouncing between your front and paper schedule with your locker number at the top.

others eyes scanned you over, like ingredients on the back of food packaging. their padded blazers shrinking or their big hair deflating at the sight of you.

some of them oozed green with jealousy as they tried to figure why you'd wear a “party” outfit on your first day or questioning why they hadn't thought of that.

obviously, every look and murmur bounced off your skin like a ball, totally oblivious to them in the first place. before you finally came to your stop. your hand ghosted over the lock right before a shrilling voice you'd hope to not hear anymore.

"so... youre gonna just not tell me you were gonna wear this? what are you trying to do? make me jealous?" the voice said so highly of themselves, leaning into your ear before you eyes slowly scanned over to identify it as.

Tommy H.

"what did i tell you Tommy... we. are. not. a. thing." a stern tone laced those words as you shoved your things into your new locker as you heard him scoff.

"most chicks in this school would die to be seen with me in public, whats your damage?" tommy still trying to compute why you didnt want to be with him even after he gave you flowers. like that was some grande gesture.

"first of all, im clearly not most chicks," you air quoted. "secondly, my damage is that you gave me flowers... that werent even what i liked... and it looked like you plucked them from my neighbors yard." cue a eye roll before you shut the locker before peeking over his shoulder and seeing Steve saunter down the hall with Nancy and Tina next to him.

"anyway your best bud's are on the hunt for you. see you.. never again?" you smiled a cross one at him before making a b line to your history period. ironic.

it was the first day so of course the teachers are going to drone on about their expectations for the quarter but 4 years of the same drill was something you just didn't pay much attention to.

you glanced out the window, tracing the tree's and their branches with your eyes, not paying much attention to the cloud of cologne and cigarette that lingered next to you.

at first it didnt register in your mind that the blonde mullet with a blue jeaned body was new to the class.

chemistry had so much more things to acknowledge instead of a new body in a wooden seat.

he on the other hand, eyed the back of your head like a hawk.

he couldnt see your face as you hadnt turned around since the class began.

when he first arrived to the school he was immediately in the counselors office.

getting his schedule but in the same breath getting oggled at by the almost senior citizen women of the staff.

he expected all eyes to be on him from start to finish as he walked from his roaring camero to the inside of the school.

it didn’t take a hard one to figure that Billy was a slight narcissist. thinking so highly of himself that the sun shined to only warm up his golden californian tan.

but that was tossed out the window as he saw you.

having walked from your locker, curving around 3 people who he concluded were the “popular” ones of the school.

the guy you’d been talking to approached the 3, going on a slight tangent before pointed toward you, whose figure went tiny from the distance as you’d then enter a room.

“must have some history.” he thought before immediately sensing the eyes of girls peering into his flesh like lasers.

seeing the 4 popular kids look at him, the tallest with curly brown waves almost uncomfortable in his presence.

Billy looked it over as he then scanned his schedule, about to figure out where his bell was before a fluffy haired brunette ran up to him.

“are you new?” she asked, eyes batting up at him as if she was hoping he was fake.

“yeah… what gave it away, sweetheart?” he smirked at her as a uncontrollable ugly giggle came from her before her hand flew to her mouth.

“i could um… show you around.” she spoke halfway confidently before her face went beet red.

“lead the way.”

billy went through a couple classes, not paying too much attention to the teachers and mainly letting himself bask in the new fame he was receiving from his female classmates.

purposely giving bedroom eyes to the girls who were giggling like absolute maniacs at the sight of him.

all until he was now in chemistry. he was a little late so entering the class definitely caused him to be the main point of attention as the teacher was about to question him but couldnt as she did not know his name.

only instructing him to take a seat in the only other available chair. the chair that was next to you.

he walked back to you, seeing your head facing away from everyone. still completely in your own state of mind.

he caught a slight glimpse of your face but still couldnt make you out as he wanted to thoroughly gaze at you to figure out what you looked like.

now before the question arises, he did not know why he so suddenly seemed so interested in you. was it because you sported a hairstyle that nobody else seemed to sport?

was it the fact that a little bit of your chest was on full frontal while every other person definitely had their entire bodies covered?

or even the fact that soon as he sat down in your presence, his nose got filled with the way you smelled.

overrall he was now curious about who this person was that stood out.

head still in the clouds you didnt really pay attention to your body picking itself from the chair, but also not paying attention to the sudden hand in your face, being held out with the sole intention for you to shake.

your gaze slowly traveled up the body of a rather muscular guy before locking eyes with blue ones, crafted with long lashes. a cheeky smile decorated his face and his blonde curly mullet was routinely to the back of his head but he sported a superman curl in the front. you smiled back kindly.

“Billy.” he directly introduced himself. his palm was definitely calloused and rough but it looked like it would decorate yours nicely.

“Y/N…” a smile spread across your glossed lips, smizing effortlessly right when your hand slid into his.

he squeezed gently, mainly wanting to keep your soft hand wrapped in his before you slipped right from his grasp and stepped around him, following the flood of students who made their ways into the halls onto their now lunch period.

he tried to follow after you but you were like oil and he was water… you were twice as slippery.

months had passed with him coming to chemistry, sitting next to you and often asking you random questions.

some that you even found yourself surprised he’d even ask. hence, “what do you use in your hair to make it…that way.” his hand went into a circle directed toward your hair. this only omitted a sound he found himself smitten for.

continuing on to Halloween. you’d often spot Billy strutting away from his little sister he often called a brat, only to directly flip when in front of Tommy, Tina and… still have yet to catch the other girls’ name.

Steve and Nancy have… disappeared. like havent been spotted but often sporadically.

Billy, tried for the past 2 months to keep you in his loop. to even be cool with Tommy and Tina until you told him about your history with Tommy.

now unbeknownst to you he had a slight tinge of jealousy.

Tommy got to you first but it was immediately aided with the knowledge that you turned him down and didnt even go as far as first base with him.

he was now in the winning field.

being in the winning field also meant; he slipped the invite into your binder, while you were looking.

“what is that?” a brow slightly more raised than the other beckoned for an answer as your eyes looked over the paper then to Billy.

“Tina’s party… halloween party. you should come.” he said leaning over to then rub his shoulder against yours before smirking.

“is this… you inviting me to come or am i just making a house call?”you smiled back, getting so close to his face the cigarette from hours ago still lingered on his breath with a mix of mint gum.

now for the first time in forever Billy felt a slight rinse of nervousness.

who were you to make Billy nervous?

hello... its Billy.

brushing off that eery all to unfamiliar feeling in this context, he leaned even closer to the point you two almost kissed but luckily you moved your head back just a smidge for that not to happen.

"i mean i would like it if you were in my house but... this should suffice, hm?" Billy threw a slick comment right back which only erupted a soft laugh and a smile.

you sat back upright in your seat before shrugging. "sure you might see me then." you said with a grin as you turned off his existance and resumed with the assignment at hand.

Billy on the other hand felt his palms get damp and a silent gulp ensued.

he didn't know hwy or how you wer egenuinely making him feel like a school boy but gosh you did.

months have passed. Billy and you have been bouncing energy back and forth like a risky game of tennis.

after the halloween party he asked you out on a date.

obviously his breath wreaked of beer and his chest was sticky and wet with the combo of fluids on his chest.

only making you more interested.

you guys went on a date... and then 2 more... and then christmas came around and you even met his step sister, thoroughly that is.

his dad always made you feel weird so you would force him to hang out everywhere else that wasnt his home.

but now its third quarter. you sported your winter outfits which was a bulky cordaroy jacket and jeans... obviously.

Billy always sported a jean jacket with sherpa on the colar and the inside.

talk about fashionista much.

you two would walk in the hallway but Billy noticed that you'd never hold his hand in public.

never hugged him in public.

you two painfully flirted in the eyes of the school that often snorted at you two being together but Billy...Billy didnt feel like you two were solid.

as you walked to your locker, you spotted Billy eyeing you like a hawk as you strutted toward him.

there was a glint in his eyes.

you couldnt make it out but you can feel his demeanor.

he had something on his mind.

"hi Billy." you said with a sideways smile before you tried to reach around to unlock your locker but right before you could his hand slipped into yours.

it was like a pain writhed through your wrist but he didnt do anything.

you arm tensed before you quickly snatched your hand back, shoving it in your jacket pocket.

"what was that?" Billy looked at you, brows furrowed and hand in midair.

"what?"

"why didnt you let me hold your hand?"

"we never held hands... thats weird." you said in a confused yet "matter-of-fact" manner.

this only caused him to get more irritated before he walked around you, back toward the school doors.

at first you stood there confused as to what his sudden attitude was all about before he stopped at the doors and basically yelled your name in the hallway.

"you coming, y/n?"

this only illicited and choked gasp to push its way to your nose before you looked aorund at everyone who eyed you.

oh he was making a scene...

you trudged toward him, quickly catching up before you two finally came to be in front of his car, luckily everyone had slowly trickled there way into the school for classes to start.

"Billy, what the hell?" you looked him in his eyes, searching for some kind of answer.

"are you embarrassed of me?" he questioned. jaw tight and solid and those blue eyes shadowed by his lashes.

"why would i be?" you were now even more confused.

embarrassed... of Billy? the man was a walking statue and didnt have an embarrassing bone in his body.

"we've been dating for i dont know, four months. i havent gotten even a kiss on the cheek from you in public."

"dating?" when those words slipped form your mouth, Billy felt his core tighten.

was it not clear that the two of you were together?

no other guy talked to you or even looked at you anymore because of how often Billy was around you.

"yes... dating. what the fuck, it wasnt clear to you?" his voice was getting harsh and angry

"hold on... you never officially asked me."

"what- meeting my dad wasn't solid enough?"

"Billy. please dont tell me youre being serious." your eyes bounced between his, searching; even pleading he had to be joking.

you werent the relationship type and god you wished that solidified in his mind.

"Im being dead serious, y/n. i havent entertained any other broad in this school because im around you." he threw his arms in the arm as he distanced himself from you to throw his mini tantrum.

"i never asked you to do that."

"but i did! i fucking did y/n because i only want you." he closed the space between the two of you before you placed your hand on his chest, trying to keep a solid distance.

his hand flew up to grip your wrist, sensing you were baout to back away from him.

"billy..."

"no, i dont care what youre about to say. i always had the feeling you were stand offish but fuck... me? i've been nothing but a caterer to you."

"billy... please listen to me-."

"unless its you telling me that you want to be together than it better ben nothing at all." Billy laid out the ultimatum like a piece of paper before he released your wrist and his hands snaked there way to the sides of your face. praying in the back of his mind you would eat your words and take him for all he is.

your mind stayed in a solid line. eyes not focusing on his while they desperately tried to gaze into yours.

fingers slow and gentle. they snuck into his palm to pull them away from your face before you backed away.

his shoulders shrank in defeat before his back straightened in a split second a loud scoff ensuing as his boots clicked against the concrete and he stomped back into the building.

you stood there by his car, eyes glancing in his car, spotting your bracelet hanging from his rear view mirror.

this was the most unofficial breakup... ever.

okay so i mayyy have totally disregarded Billy proving himself to her because in my eyes Billy is not one to get hung up on a girl. but y/n is different so i might write a little alternate ending of him genuinely trying to win her understanding??? we shall seek

[stoneyweezin]

idk bout yall but im a whore for a slow burn enemies to lovers. like i dont want that “he finally realized…” bullshit, i want these mfs to probably duke it out and then develop that uncanny love to be around each other

[stoneyweezin]

⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 ⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ ⋆☾⋆⁺₊⋆

𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰! 𝘐𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘯, 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘻 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤. 𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘴♡

⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ . . 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 . . ⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ ⋆☾⋆⁺₊⋆

༞ 𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚

༞ 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

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(2023 - 2024.) 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥.

18+ 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 - 𝘮𝘥𝘯𝘪 - 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘯©

[stoneyweezin]

help me decide

[stoneyweezin]

okay so yall may be wondering why i’ve been slacking in the rory productions.

well mid september of last year, i was in a discord that was filled to the neck with rory supporters (i loved it) but when the news spun that he and sarah were no more i was curious. simply asking this discord whats goin on, as one would?

i eventually get into this incredible argument with some editor/supporter of rory’s named kay *can’t remember anything else about her for the life of me* and within that i slowly started to get familiar that some rory supporters are pretty fucking toxic.

specifically the death metal fans who watched Lords of Chaos and would genuinely fantasize about the heinous acts the members of that band did.

i was genuinely thrown for a loop that i eventually didn’t write for a good minute though. now am i blaming this individual for “making me not write anymore?” nah, but i will blame this individual for knocking me off my creative flow.

so i’ve been trying to venture out and write for different characters, kind of fearful of getting to deep into a certain community i accidentally make enemies.

as for the rory culkin community, i still love that man baddddd.

but as of late writing for his characters kind of been knocked down the priority list.

support me if you want i still love yall no matter what

[stoneyweezin]

okay so im trying to get back into writing so i need yall to send me characters and prompts.

[stoneyweezin]

I know yall hate when I randomly write than go ghost 😭😭😭I promise yall it not u it’s me

[stoneyweezin]

so is tumblr being dumb or i genuinely can’t click on yalls master lists

[stoneyweezin]

𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰: 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗄𝖾, 𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽.

NOT PROOFREAD!

"i'm gonna fall!" you screamed at ollie as your toes clutched the edge of the rock cliff you stood on. the wind would occasionally rock your body but you stood still as it also moved your hair to kiss your cheeks.

"you wont fall." was all he said. as if that was going to move anything and at that point all you did was scoff rather loudly before your body backed away from the edge and you turned. "i'm not jumping." you said it as if it was the final straw. as if the world was taunting you about how you not jumping was so critical but the world would only be ollie as he stood there looking you in your face with a sassy look.

"its not even that much of a heigh difference." as he said that it only made you look at him even more with an attitude.

"you're only saying that because youre used to it!" finger pointed, you squinted as you verbalized everything. you had been dressed head to toe in swim wear only to swim... only to swim and yet this pos wanted to jump from the highest cliff at sway lake.

"if i could do it, you could too!"

"ollie... no." you grumbled shaking your head as you then were intending to leave him by his lonesome at the top of this cliff. your face centered to your feet to steady yourself as you found yourself on the decline of the hill, you walked past nikolai.

"where do you think you're going?" his accent rang through the air, insistent on you looking up to look him in the eye.

"i am going back to the house." you said in a prude manner but also in a way that made it seem like you were unmovable. no one could convince you otherwise.

this only elicited a shrug and a huff from nikolai as he trudged up the hill, passing you unbothered. mere moments passed as you still unsteadily went down the hill before you heard ollie.

"what are y- hey!" his voice rapidly faded before hearing a splash. you turned so fast it was as if your head was on a swivel and this caused you to trudge back up the hill, to look at a smirking nikolai.

"what the hell did you do?!" you yelled in his face before adrenaline took over your entire body.

it was as if the world slowed and more than likely these were your last moments. your body torpedo shaped, every thought crossed your mind that the normal person would've thought before they'd jumped.

"this asshole can swim... why am i saving him?"

"what if he hit his head on a rock?"

"no way. its ollie... he figures everything out."

"why the hell are you jumping in this water right now?"

"you jumped from the cliff..."

"HOLY SHIT!" you hollered on your way down as you then made contact with the water. friction bubbles and such rippled up your skin as the water enclosed around you and the rapid wash of lukewarm water sent a sensation all along your figure. without a doubt you came up to the surface. a gasp as if youve drowned was sounded before your wet hand forcefully dug out the water that sat in the crinkles of your eyes. hair even stuck to your forehead as your feet rapidly kicked to keep yourself afloat before scoping out your surroundings.

ollie sat at the "shoreline" with a stupid smile on his face as if he knew exactly what he did.

"you ASSHOLE!" was all you screamed before hearing the wicked cackle from nikolai up above.

"i told you she will fall for it my friend!" he said as his hand slapped his knees as if he were the biggest comedian on planet earth.

you only felt a wave of annoyance and irritation rinse over your body. you knew you shouldve been proud of yourself but more so you were just mad at boys being boys. boys setting up plans just to be a nuisance and this only caused you to grunt in the water before swimming to the shoreline.

ollie backed away thinking you'd splash him but actually once you came from the water you stood to your feet, dripping in water and also anger.

the two of you made eye contact for a solid 7 seconds before he bolted. feet taking off in front of you and possibly kicking up dirt if you weren't on his ass.

"get over here motherfu-!" you said in such a predatory tone, ollie even felt a slight sense of fear. the sense of you chasing him down with anger in your blood, you being hot on his tales and now you two running through a part of the woods he probably could lose his way home. he felt a thrill but it was clouded with fear.

your words were cut short as you lunged your body forward and wrapped him in your arms. the two of you gravitated toward the mixture of sticks and leaves as noise erupted from you both.

a thud sounded from him as you laid on his back before positioned yourself a bit to turn him onto his back just so you could slap his stupid face.

"you dumb sonofa!" you said as he put his hands in front of his face to shield himself from your halfhearted, petty blows but it was really you grabbing his wrist afterwards to pin them above his head.

"i really want you to know that i will get you back for this." you sneered in his face as he stared up at you in utter and total shock. your mouth in a deep frown before you quickly pulled away and thumped him in the nose. standing to your feet a trudging off to a lone ollie sway who laid on his back...with a stick in it for that matter.

first though that crossed his mind was how angry were you to be so fast and tackle him to the ground but then it followed to, you were basically on top of him.

pinning his arms above his head and more so just belittling him. now its a bit much for him to be thinking of his friend in such a manner but he always thought you were cute. not cute enough to date but cute in a friend way but after he had invited you and nikolai to find the mysterious record from the lakehouse, he had more time to spend with you.

hence the first day you guys got there, instead of looking inside the house, you searched inside the shed. the place covered in nasties but you wanted to help your friend so that you did but it slowly resorted to the shed being your little spot after his grandma had a surprise visit.

you cleaned it up and organized the entire shed which ended up being spacious enough to look as if it could be a one bedroom apartment. and he liked that about you right then and there. how you would instantly take the initiative without anyone having to ask you.

then the next point was when you guys had dinner with his grandmother. she instantly started bringing up her deep love for his grandfather but that shifted as she asked the most uncomfortable question which was, "ollie you never mentioned to me whether she was your girlfriend or not?" which ollie also knew this was his grandmothers way of poking the bear. she liked to bother and basically be an annoying old lady and this of course caused ollie to roll his shoulders as he'd do when put on the spot. you sat with your hands cupped under your chin before your eyes bounced from face to face in the most uncomfortable way possible.

you hadn't really thought of ollie in that light but being at his grandmothers old lakehouse, it felt like something was imminent but you ignored your pestering thoughts.

nikolai sat with his smug face, looking at everyone; anticipating their answers as his fork meekly balanced off his thumb and index.

"you never asked." was all ollie said before he cleared his throat again and sat up straighter. "no... shes not my girlfriend, just a friend coming to help... you." he nodded his head toward her in his prudish way before piercing his lips and gulping down the cottonmouth he quickly accumulated.

you nodded in agreement before looking over at her. "yeah miss charlie... you never really met me. understandable but im just here to help," you were soon to ramble before the ever so flamboyant nikolai took the mic!

"yes! yes! we are here to help! no weird relationships, eh!? especially when this guy over here is truly encapsulated by the... the, what is her name my friend?" nikolai started to nudge ollie repeatedly before his eyes traveling to side eye him and grumble her name. "isadora..."

"yes! isadora! i tell you charlie, this handsome lion is not too smooth with the women!" his voice covered the entire table like a sheet before you shook your head and resumed eating you food.

he noticed that about you... he didn't see you shrink at the sound of another woman truly meaning he was the only one feeling what he felt.

as all the memories washed over him of you, nikolai had finally approached him with a hand held out.

"had she sent you to god, my friend?" he asked before ollie scoffed and took his hand. the lanky yet muscular, six foot nothing yanked him up and he sighed.

"no... not at all." ollie grumbled before trudging ahead with nikolai quick to catch up. being nice enough to pick the leaves and tiny sticks from his bare back.

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it is oh so appreciated when you lovelies give me feed back! i will be making a part two but since i cant decide it will be a variated part two if you catch what im throwing *wink* *wink*

[stoneyweezin]

𝖲𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖲𝗄𝗂𝗇

����𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿

𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰: 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗌𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖻𝗈𝗋... 𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝖺𝖿𝖺𝖻!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗇!𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾, 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗌, 𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝗏 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍, 69𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝖾����𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇.

“okay so you mean to tell me this whole franchise is based off this town and how people are like… literally dead?” you looked at him, eyes squinting in disbelief before his wide eyes stared back. a head nod before he laid on his back again and started his rambling.

“cool right! i mean gale is totally a backstabbing bitch but that’s how most things start right? somebody does some really messed up stuff and then it snowballs into oblivion.”

“but not so much if by the words of you and your friends, “stab five totally blows and it’s just not well written at all.” you mocked him before shifting up to your feet and walking to your window, lifting it again and opening your little mini box of green treasury.

charlie and you had finally decided to hangout at your house after you refused to be in a boys room because… boys will be boys.

about 3 days after his embarrassing apology, you were stopped by him on your front porch. him trying to spark up conversation before you encouraged him to tag along with you to run errands.

that being buying hair supplies, perfumes, body washes. you even offered to wax him at some point which he too readily said yes to. but knowing he didn’t mean a word you would giggle in his face before going on to finish up.

charlie on the other hand had taken note of everything you gathered, specifically your shampoo.

which he used one day and his waves were deep as hell but he didn’t mind because he only pictured himself using your legitimate bottle and you being so impressed with his hair.

oh boy did charlie want to impress you. you were the hot girl next door. you stood out in a beautiful way and he was shy when talking to you until you would wrap him up in you and carry him along with the ride. breaking him out of his shell. he just wished he could do that… and that was what he was attempting to do now.

as he watched you stand by the window he cleared his throat before his soft voice broke the air. “h-hey can i hit that.”

this caused you to slowly pull your lips from the blunt, eyes scanning over to him in a way that was uncertain.

“have you ever smoked before?” this question caused him to shift a bit. damn you were good… so he thought. so pent up in his own anxiety from the question he had set himself on believing you knew he never smoked and was prone to do something heinous while high.

“i- yeah… i have.” he lied through his teeth, looking at you with a faux cool demeanor but this only caused you to smirk before shrugging.

“i know you’re lying so how about this.” you inhaled the smoke before immediately walking over to him, mouth only centimeters apart before your fingernail gently scratched at his lip. implying for him to open his mouth and he willingly obliged before you slowly opened yours, letting the smoke trail itself into another airway.

he started to slowly suck in the air, feeling the modified molecules pool in his lungs and nose. holding his breath, he looked at you in the eyes. it was as if they were pleading for your approval. your green light for him to breath out and it didn’t take long for you to push a piece of hair from his face before he sighed out the smoke, eyes glancing from your eyes to your lips.

“i’ll let you settle with that for now… unless you want to actually smoke from the blunt.” you simply implied before sitting back on your legs and looking at him.

eyes taking in his hair, face, chest that was surprisingly more broad than expected, and his veiny hands.

he was pretty…

“i could handle it.” was all he said before his eyes bounced from the blunt to your eyes again.

this only caused you to hold it out to him, hand raising ever so lightly before pressing it to his lips and sucking. the air was twice as thick now as he immediately started to cough. the source almost getting tossed back at you before you snatched it away from him.

“ha… knew it.” you said before standing back up and walking back to the window, inhaling slow and steady before the same pace was exhaled.

he coughed behind you, eyes tearing up before he inhaled sharply again. another cough following. “you need something to drink there?” you smiled over at him before walking over to your mini fridge and grabbing a bottle of water, walking back over to him and handing him the water.

he greedily took it before the water dripped down his chin as he chugged it.

“oh my god, don’t die!” you said, hands flying up to push his down as deathly sighs escaped his lips.

“why was that so… ugh… painful!?” he croaked as his hands gently rubbed in circles along his chest.

“because you never smoked before… and inhaled it wrong.” was all you said as your droopy eyes glanced back at his wide and bright ones. this response only caused him to sigh once more before laying on his back and you finishing it off.

about 15 minutes has passed. you were at a cool and steady high, your fingers distracting themselves with a ball you tossed up and caught.

you had figured charlie’s high had kicked in when he began to hum a non existent song. his hands rested slightly on his chest and stomach before his eyes glanced over at you.

“y/n…”

you turned your head over to him, examining his body before cocking your head to the side in question.

“can i tell you something?” he asked, his face already heating up at his thoughts.

“sure, i’ll keep your secret.” you smiled back at him before the air shifted in a way that you two were acknowledging that y’all were the only ones in the room.

“i think that you are so… pretty.” he sighed out the last part as if it had weighed on him greatly.

“i appreciate that charlie.” you smiled back at him before concerning yourself with your own drink of water.

“no, no i mean…ugh why am i saying this,” he murmured to himself frustratedly before looking back at you. desperation and intimidation all over his face.

“i mean, the night you caught me… y’know, i was thinking about you.” he said it so low you almost could not hear him but you did and this caused you to stop drinking. eyes looking him over in a stunned manner.

he just admitted to jerking off to you…

this made you feel tingly inside. almost perverted to know that you were the fantasy for your neighbor to get off too.

and to top it off, you weren’t naked any of the times he met you. didn’t do anything sexual and yet he found you so hot he was hard.

you hadn’t noticed yourself sitting down the water bottle and walked, but what felt like floating, over to him.

your hands slowly rose to take his face into your palm, it was gentle and he moved as such.

“you came… at the thought of me.” it was more like a statement than a question but charlie didn’t care as he nodded, eyes scanning over your entire face, micro monitoring any sense of expression change.

your lip drug itself in between your teeth before you slowly brought his face close to yours, lips touching and his eyes closing.

the two of you were now so incredibly turned on and high, your tongues pushed into each others mouths. incredibly erotic even as your legs tossed over his and now you were straddling him.

soft and immensely slow grinds into him as you two basically wanted to be into each others skin.

his hands, needy and strong, rubbed against your sides as they’d curl and beckon you into him again.

your fingers danced into his hair before they pulled away and you put your body weight into him in order for him to lay flatly against the floor.

with his amazing core strength you two lowered slowly before your hair was now being pulled by gravity and was tickling your face.

you didn’t want him to cum just from kissing you; feeling his hard on stick you in the ass a few times. you pulled back from his reddened face.

“i want to fuck you.” you said it bluntly and out of breath. but you still managed to make it sound sexy.

his blue eyes looked up at you in small increments of pleading and pleasure. and without thinking, he bucked his hips, shimmying down his sweats and underwear which caused his piece to spring free.

you looked behind you, feeling it’s rawness poke you in the butt, and up close and personal it looked amazing.

the tip a lot more pink from the suppressed horniness, shaft having about 2 inches of girth and he was about 6 1/2 inches entirely.

this made you pool because it was almost if he was going to fit like a glove and without a doubt you were prone for pleasure tonight.

you turned back around looking at him, a smile on your face before you leaned down and pressed your chest against his.

“can you take mine off?” charlie had made it seem as if it wasn’t even a question as his fingers looped themselves around the band of your shorts and he helped you shimmy them off. both of you now naked from the bottom but that didn’t bother y’all as you slowly pushed yourself low on him. angling him toward your hole before your slickness encouraged his entrance and this only caused the two of you to sigh in contentment.

your tongue sat between your teeth as you basically moved yourself back and forth, feeling him halfway but it was enough and it felt amazing.

charlie on the other hand didn’t want to chase his climax with slow and steady. he wanted all of you and that he did as his hands wrapped around your hips and his bucked to get a little more air time.

this was all being pulled from the porn he had gotten off too and it felt as though he was in a dream as none of this seemed real along with him also being a virgin, but you hadn’t known that. until he heard your moan and not the exaggerated one.

“oh shit…” he heard you mumble before his waist bucked in and out. a rapid pace and his lips agape as soft and low moans slipped out. this only causes you to gasp and moan in the sluttiest way imaginable, hands supporting your body from the ground around his head.

the sound of skin slapping echoed through the room and it was the sexiest thing ever. you two moaned in a sequence and this encouraged his climax to come faster as you felt him twitch.

knowing you’ll miss his filling, you swiftly got off him before doing a 180 and putting your mouth around him. he bucked a few times to the back of your throat before your head bopping caused him to cum right in your throat.

your cheeks hollowed to suck almost every drop out of him, his moans heard behind you.

“o-oh my fuck.” charlie groaned as his hands flew to grip your hips but you only chuckled around his member before pulling away and peeking over your shoulder.

“you okay back there?” you chuckled a bit as your crotch was sitting on his chest. the wetness you still accumulated leaving a spot on his tee.

charlie was in such a state of clarity that when he looked down all he saw was your warm cunt in his face. more so on his shirt and this only caused him to get turned on all over again.

“just peachy.” he mumbled but eventually his hands found your hips and he pulled you toward his face. eyes glued to his prize and his mouth watering at the desire to taste you.

in a matter of time his mouth connected with your cunt and attacked it. tongue moving at a pace of a hungry dog. this provoking you to moan so loud your hands flew out to hold onto his knees.

“oh charlie…” you moaned so slut-like, charlie still couldn’t believe your cunt was all in his mouth.

tongue darting and swiping along your hole, he felt you pulse through his tongue before a moan so loud erupted from your throat.

as you came down, you laid flat on his torso, looking up at his dick that leaked with cum… he made himself cum….

he sat back with a smile on his face, eyes closed before he heard his name being called again.

“charlie…” he hummed in response but only his name was heard again.

“charlie.” this time he leaned up and saw you fully clothed at the window…why weren’t you sticky with body sweat just like he was?

“y-yes?” charlie looked at you in confusion before glancing around the room swiftly.

“… are you okay?” you asked concerned before pointing at the spot of wet on his pants…

no way he made himself cum… from his imagination!?

why does he keep embarrassing himself in front of you?

“can i use your bathroom?” he asked sitting up completely and looking down at his pants, trying his hardest to not keep eye contact.

you chuckled a bit before pointing to the door and resuming your window session.

[stoneyweezin]

𝖬𝗒 𝖥𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝗒 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍

𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰: 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝖺𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗒

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻: 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍, 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺, 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽

𝗮/𝗻: 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗍𝖿 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗀𝖺𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗌?! 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝖿 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌

years had passed and it felt as if you were missing a part of you when gabe was sent away. your best friend for many years had gotten snatched from your grasp just as slick as he slipped in and now it sucked because it was as if you had to start over again. getting to know the guy you thought you were so close too again but it simply did not work.

after his hunt for alice, her dad not pressing charges, him being put in a cell until he was bailed out and you arguing with his mom about treating him like a human and not a child, you felt that you were doing the thing you just criticized his mom for doing. you were speaking for him but in a sense you felt as if you had too because, he wouldn't.

even in the jail he wouldn't speak to the cops. wasn't defiant to any of their demands but he was entirely dissociated from his body. processing everything but to an extent.

you were at the house when matt picked up gabe, coming in the house and being so dramatic about how his brother was making his life harder for him.

you were pissed at gabes entire family but it felt as if that didn't matter as you sat across from gabe. his eyes looked as if they were in pain but he couldn't quite express it without the fear of everyone thinking he'd do what his dad did.

your back steady against the door, keeping it closed as you watched gabe. you weren't prepping yourself for whatever he could do but for what you could do to help him.

silent tears crept down his face, as you watched his body shift. the weight inside his mind building and he once more could not figure how he wanted to release.

a soft scoot after another before you were beside gabe and your fingers delicately peeled his beanie from his hair. hands swiftly moving to tuck them behind his ear before you muttered. "gabe."

and that was the pressure of the water breaking down the dam. a sob slipped past his lips before he turned around speedily, wrapping his arms around your torso and borrowing his face into your neck.

his back rose and shook with sobs as you cradled him, hands on the nape of his neck as you pulled him in closer. sending the wordless cue that you were free to take his weight if he wanted to give it.

you didn't coo to him, and you did not shush him. you just let him break. realizing that apart from his father this was nothing but pin needles being pushed into the pieces of his broken heart and there was nothing you could do to mend it. just be there to guide him through it, supposedly.

his hands gripped and pulled at your shirt before time had passed and you could sense his sadness killing itself. rocking back and forth you two wordlessly crawled up toward the bed. walking over to his dresser and pulling out pjs, you walked over to the door.

“w-where are you going?” gabe had gotten worried. scared you were going to leave him just how he felt the rest of his family had in a sense.

“giving you privacy. you’ll see my shadow under the door, just let me know when you’re set.” you smiled over at him before you slightly shuffled out the door, closing it behind you and your back leaning against the door.

you so badly wished you could get gabes mind off of alice but you know he’ll be hung on it for some time.

it was quite a minute before you heard his voice through the door which initiated you to come in again. and that you did. he slouched around the room, visibly showing his disdain, and he wore his pajamas. as he sat on his bed you sat in the chair parallel to his bed. not wanting to wearing your outside clothes in it.

“im sorry you had to see that.” was the first thing he murmured as his back sat against the header.

“you don’t have to apologize. we all have emotions to feel.”

“no i mean… in jail.”

“i’ve seen worse than that, and i’m not holding that against you.” he heard what you said and remained silent. just picturing himself only relying on you now as you were the only person at this point who weren’t trying to protect his feelings but tell him the undeniable truth.

you could protect him…

“i want to live with you.” gabe had said almost a little too fast but you caught ever syllable. you sat up in the chair looking at him a little shocked.

“l-live with me?” you looked at his eyes trying to find the sense of humor swimming in them but he was serious.

“yes. i know, i know they’re going to try to send me back and i just need somebody who wants to “take responsibility” for me.” he was basically pleading as he leaned forward and glanced over your whole face.

“i will work, i just want them to know that you can help me become better! like a parole officer.”

your conscience laughed at that as your face held the same concerned expression. “i-uh… yeah? yeah you can live with me.” chewing on your lip you sat back in the chair somewhat readying yourself to argue with his entire family come morning.

[stoneyweezin]

"𝖶𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖦𝗂𝗋𝗅"

𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰: 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗐𝗂𝗆, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗏𝖾

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝖺𝖿𝖺𝖻!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 (𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀), 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗉*** 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍

"swim with me!"

sounds of the water was all that sounded as your toes slightly kept you above the surface and your hair softly tickling the nape of your neck.

you splashed clement with the pool water that swayed with you. a night swim at the motel you were staying at for the week sufficed for the heat but it had gotten better when you'd met a new friend.

clement had been around with his friends but they had departed for a while to go get "real" snacks from the gas station down the road. as if vending machine snacks weren't the same thing but it hadn't mattered because you were slightly buzzed and it felt absolutely amazing to feel the water carry you around.

you had not noticed clement sitting there with a beer in hand watching you, eyes rerouting every time he would find himself staring at one specific area for a little too long. all before you turned to him and smiled.

he was cute too...

"i dont have anything to swim in." clement responded back with a smirk as small water droplets decorated his button up.

"oh dont be so modest... get naked then!" he didnt expect that to be your immediate solution and thanks to the only thing illuminating the area was the pool lights, you did not see his face turn slightly red.

"nah thats too easy. we can play… strip poker." clement said before turning his back and walking to the table, laying out the cards as he heard the water swish with movement.

you were drenched and had gotten rather close to him before he spun around and almost stumbled from the vicinity.

"i dont know how to play poker." you said lowly as you looked at him through your dampened lashes, the heat of the air mixing with the wet on your body.

he was fighting to look anywhere else but your eyes but those too were making him a little too excited than he should be especially with a girl he just met. he shifted a bit before swallowing the nervous in his throat.

"i can teach you." he offered to you, not noticing that you had walked even closer than before and your chest was pressed against his. he didnt want to back away for the life of him.

"yeah? you can teach me?" you murmured to him slowly as your nose rose to look up at him more before your teeth found themselves encasing your bottom lip.

"oh, o-of course." he felt your hand creep up his arm and he truly got goosebumps... in the summer

"you wanna teach me, clement?" you two were sharing the same air truly at this point.

"...i d-." your lips had swallowing his, your hand on the back of his neck as you greedily pushed your mouth into his. he immediately responded, hands pulling your hips toward his and hair tickling the sides of your face. the two of you kissed desperately as if you'd have died without it. heaving breathing was all that was heard before you two basically danced your way into the table. him almost picking you up and putting you on top of it before you pulled away. arms still locked around his neck.

"we cant fuck out here," you said to him as his eyes low with desire looked at you.

"not an exhibitionist?" clement chuckled a bit before you gently pushed him back and smirked, sliding off the table and slowly back peddling toward the rooms.

"you wish you could see me naked in public." you teased him and laughed. spinning on your heels and reaching to pull the strings to your bikini top, which had dropped to the floor and now clement couldnt see you in your glory from the back.

he felt himself get painfully hard, his feet following after you like a lost dog and his mind truly clouded with one agenda. his chest has felt slightly cold from the bikini pushing into his chest and now leaving wet spots he hummed slightly before walking over to the top.

hearing your feet pad up the stairs before him he chuckled as he grabbed the top and immediately jogged after you, catching up as you were opening your door.

your arm holding and supporting your naked breast as the other shimmied the door open.

clements lips started to attack your shoulders, leaving a horny trail all along your back until you opened the door and he followed right after, on your heels to be exact.

the door accidentally slammed shut but that only caused you to giggle before you spun around and looked at him, eyes scanning his figure before you spoke.

“take your shirt off.” you said with your arm still draped across your breast and eyes looking all over him.

you can see he boner poking out a bit and it made you bite your lip because of how thick he looked even through the pants.

he chuckled again before stripping himself of his button up.

“this isn’t how you play strip poker.” he smartly said but he only shrugged as the shirt fell from his shoulders and he slowly approached you before kissing you again.

your tongues pushed into each others mouths it felt extremely erotic as he pushed you two onto the bed and now your breast were pushing into his naked chest. your nipples evidently hard as rocks and he felt it.

pulling from your mouth, he kissed along your jaw, neck and ear, softly blowing to cause arousal and then kissing along your collarbone.

the whole time he was dry humping your core and it was turning you on badly. you grinded into eachother all while being clothed from the waist down and that was soon to change when his kisses went down to your breast.

tongue slightly flicking at your nipple and he’d carry on about his mission until he came across your tummy.

he leaned back and his veiny hands roamed over your skin. it caused you to softly rotate your hips to satiate the strong desire that bellowed in your crotch.

he watched you do it through his eyelashes before smiling and his fingers looped into your swim strings, undoing them swiftly.

“put your knees up.” was all he said as he softly tapped your knees. you did so and this caused your thighs to be almost parallel to his head and your cunt in full exposure.

he smiled at this and looked at your face again which only was beaming with the glow of lust.

cool air was blown into your crotch before he wasted no time to be nose to the mons and his tongue attacked your mound like no other.

a gasp came from your lips as you then softly bucked your hips into his face but he did not mind.

his tongue circled around your clot alongside his cheeks slightly hallowing as he sucked at you.

it was when he you bucked your hips into his face once more and then your thighs came down to slightly squeeze his head. the feeling was overtaking you especially as his mouth restlessly worked.

this only caused him to be a bit more harsh on you. chasing his own high knowing that you were now pleased about the whole situation.

“c-clement, wait.” was what he had heard but it was more so you telling him not to stop. his hands came up to squeeze at your thighs before he felt you writhe beneath him, your hole clenching and he felt it against his tongue.

you gasped before your head flew up, trying to make eye contact with him but his eyes were shut as he enjoyed your cunt in his face.

“clement im co-haa!” you were trying to warn him before you moaning loudly. your body tensed as your squirted all on his face.

at first it startled him but he basically let you drench his entire face until you came down. your back curved into the bed before you laid flatly on your back, your chest heaving as you fingers released their grip from the sheets.

sitting there to gather yourself, you had laid up on your forearms and caught glimpse of clements glistening face. slight bits of his hair had stuck on his face but he looked back at you with a smile.

“that was fun, right?” he rhetorically asked. this only caused you to slightly kick him in his chest.

“oh, ha! ha!” he knew you were basically at an all time high especially after squirting over some hot guys face.

well he hadn’t known you thought he was the hottest guy you’d seen your entire trip…