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cherrydreamer · 4 years ago

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Billy’s not a luddite, OK?

His music taste may be firmly stuck in the 80s, but he's upgraded from tapes and CDs to listening to Ratt and Mötley Crüe with a Spotify account now. And he has a phone. A smartphone. He had to be cajoled into getting it, but now he has it, he has to admit that he quite likes it.

He likes the dumb games. Especially the Scrabble one he's totally thrashing Max at (and OK maybe he's losing a little to Lucas, but his damn brother-in-law knows all these crazy clever science words that aren't in any dictionary Billy's ever come across so that doesn’t really count.)

He likes sending pictures to Steve when he's at work. Not even dirty ones, although he still does that a bit. No, he likes the GIFs. The fun snippets from movies and cute animal reaction shots. He likes it when Steve sends them back too.

He really likes the folder with all his photos in. Hundreds and hundreds of pictures of Steve. Lots of the two of them together, taken at arm's length. Landmarks and breathtaking views behind them, but Billy was only really looking at Steve when he took them.

There are even more of Steve on his own- Steve sipping on cocoa with a dot of cream on his nose, Steve hammering a nail into the wall with a toolbelt around his waist, Steve asleep on a lounger in their garden. One with Steve holding Paradise Kitty- Dicey for short- when they first brought her home from the shelter. Another later that evening of him asleep with Dicey curled up on his chest. That’s the one Billy set as his wallpaper.

So Billy gets technology, OK? He's not old or out of touch or anything like that. He just doesn't like the technology in cars. Steve's car, especially. Because that's gone too far. Steve has gone too far.

Because Steve got a new car with all the extras. He went and said yes to every single thing the sleazy salesman offered and didn't even try to haggle. So now his damn Beemer looks like the cockpit of the fucking Starship Enterprise, full of flashing lights and beeping alerts and screens, for God's sake, with these fancy cameras showing you what’s behind you, because apparently rich people don't want the bother of turning their fucking heads.

And normally this would all be fine. It’s very rare that Billy has to go in Steve’s car anyway, and yes, on those few occasions when he does he hates it and he’s very vocal about that, but at least he’s not the one who has to actually deal with the flashes and beeps.

But today his car is in the shop. And today one of them needs to go and get groceries. And today Steve is busy working from home. So. It’s happening. Billy is finally going to drive Steve’s car.

He immediately gets off to a bad start with Christine (named because she’s clearly possessed, and also because Gina the Beemer is a terrible name, Steve). He settles in and scoots the seat forward because not everyone has damn beanpole legs, and presses a button. A button. Doesn't even need to stick a key in a hole and that just feels wrong.

The car beeps at him almost instantly, a little picture of a seat belt flashing up.

“Jesus, I’m getting to it,” Billy grumbles at the screen. He figures that’s what controlling all of this, after all, “Fucking... let a guy settle in first.” And he has things to do. Like figure out how to connect his phone to the radio when there are no trailing wires and cords to plug in.

But Christine beeps. Beep and flashes and beeps some more until Billy clicks the seatbelt in with a growl, “There. Fine. All strapped in nice and tight. Happy now?”

And she seems to be. She’s stopped beeping and flashing at least and left him in peace to finally get the stereo to see his phone. But then there’s another beep. A blip, actually, and the screen flares to life with a map and some demanding voice asks him to ‘input a destination’.

“Nope.” Billy jabs at the screen. The map does not go away. The voice asks again.

“I know how to get to the shop. I go every week. I don’t need you.” Billy punctatues each remark with a jab to the screen, clicking every single ‘x’ he can see until he finally gets the thing to shut up.

It doesn’t get any better once he starts driving. The map flares up anyway, a huge arrow showing him exactly where he is on the road, and then flashing a warning for upcoming heavy traffic.

“I know there’s traffic,” Billy hissed, turning the music up over the tinny pips of the notification, “It’s 4pm, there are school buses, there’s always traffic here. I know as much as you, you dumb car.”

He pokes at the screen again, managing to turn off the warning, and sits quite happily in the traffic that he definitely knew about and manages to get to the supermarket without many more distractions.

Until it’s time to park. And he decides to reverse in.

As soon as he flicks the stick to ‘R’, the reverse view camera fills the screen, showing him a stretch of asphalt and the trunk of a tree. Billy ignores it in favour of actually turning his head to look and see the exact same stretch of asphalt and the trunk of a tree.

And then Christine starts beeping again. Louder and faster the more he reverses. And that grates on Billy’s already tender nerves,

“I can damn well park by myself,” he growls, “Got a licence to prove it and everything. I was reverse parking before you were even a concept.”

Christine’s beeping just increases in speed and shrillness. And then there’s a bump. A tiny tap as the back of the car oh-so-gently touches the little iron railing around the base of the tree.

And that does not help Billy’s fraying nerves.

He’s thankful when he gets in the store. Mostly for the non-beeping shopping cart and the fact that it doesn’t try to direct him in a more practical route around the store, or warn him that he’s getting too close to a stack of paper towels. God, he’d take a wonky wheel and suspiciously sticky handles over Christine and her neurosis anyday.

Billy loads all the groceries into the front seat. Not because he backed too close to the tree and he can’t open the trunk, but purely for convenience when they get home. Christine beeps again as soon as he’s in, and Billy scowls as he clicks his seatbelt in, “I’ll belt up and you shut up,” he mutters, but the beeps continue and the seatbelt sign still keeps flashing. So Billy unbuckles himself and tries again, even more dramatically this time.

Still no change. Still beeping and flashing.

“I’m safe you fucker. LOOK!�� He unclips the belt, waving the metal end in the air and then slowly and deliberately clipping it into place, “There. Happy?”

Christine is not. She beeps. She flashes. So Billy yells. He unclips again and stretches the seatbelt as far forward as he can, until the metal clip is tapping on the screen in the centre of the dashboard.

“Watch. Watch this. Beeping little shit.” He rams the clip in as hard as he can, “There. IN. It can’t go any more in,” he tugs wildly at the belt, showing exactly how securely fastened it is, “I’m in. I’m safe. I’m strapped down like its a goddamn straightjacket. I am going NOWHERE.”

He looks up to see a woman at the cart return looking at him with a worried expression, and Billy gives her a too-bright smile and a sarcastic wave until she turns around and dashes back to her car. Christine is still beeping.

“What the hell else do you want?” Billy grumbles, “I have my seatbelt on, I am doing what you asked I don’t know what more you can- oh!”

He reaches over to lift up the grocery bags from the passenger seat, and the beeping stops immediately, the flashing light disappearing from view.

“OH!” Billy smirks, dropping the bags back down and watching as the screen lights up again. He leans right over to buckle the passenger seatbelt over the bags, watching in delight as the car calms herself right back down again.

“Oh Christine” he tuts, shaking his head, “thought you knew it all, huh? Can’t even tell a carton of milk and some pasta from an actual, living human?” he smirks, drumming his fingers on the wheel as he pulls out of the parking space, “Fucking smart-tech my ass.” Billy’s a few miles down the road when he leans forward to try and skip a track on the radio, a pothole sending him lurching forward and causing him to accidentally brush against another button with his wrist. He’s not sure what he did, until a few minutes late. And that’s when Billy discovers the heated seats. And, ok, maybe there are some extras worth paying for.

#harringrove #kinda #this is mostly billy being grumpy at a car #and it's modern but they're old #entirely inspired by me trying to drive my husband's car #which is very new and has lots of flashy bits and symbols i don't understand #MY car is from the 90s and you can drive that thing with all the doors open and no seatbelt on and it will not give a FUCK #she still has rolly down windows for gods sake #and her 'air con' is just 'blow out air that is the temperature of the engine'#but she keeps going and i love her #ANYWAY #yeah #have this dumb thing that started on twitter and grew in my brain

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empresskylo · 2 years ago

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⭒☆━━━HAWKINS CATALOG━━━☆⭒

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lchufflepuffcorn · 3 years ago

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Can we just be honest

Author's note: This is part two of These are the requirements, really just a bonus because why not, I like Billy, and I feel there is too much Angst surrounding him.

Words: 753

Warning: 17+ for sexy allusion, nothing too graphic but still, be cautious. The beginning is kind of out of my character for those who followed my writing for a while.

Minors Do Not Interact.

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Part 1 Playlist

Billy never usually had any forms in his head, not while beating his meat -to stay polite. Except for the picture of partially (or totally) naked women covering the pages of magazines he'd hide under his mattress, nothing ever entered his head and took over in his imagination. Normally.

Usually, Billy would only feel pleasure and relieve pressure and then calm down from whatever mood he was in before.

Not today. Not in the last few time, to be quite honest. For a week or so, every time he'd try to relieve pressure by the best way he knew how, Billy would end up imagining the waves of (Y/H/C) shining with sunlight, red lips smiling down at him, and a teasing show of cleavage that revealed nothing yet never failed to bring him to ecstasy.

There was something about the gold dangling between the valley of covered breasts that made him imagine his face in its place instead.

Fuck...

He could never look you in the eyes after that, he always thought after coming back from his highs... but that never held very long. The very first notes of your voice hitting the shell of his ears once back in school would bring his head up toward you, and his resolution would falter.

The first few times he'd felt like his heart would stop if your eyes looked anywhere but himself, he'd tried to go around it. Trying to cut short the attachment he started to have with you, who still hadn't talked to him yet. He'd go to more parties, drink more, get into more fights, bring more girls in his car, smoke more, too.

He'd screwed with some girls to escape the feelings he had, in short.

But then he'd heard you talk about how you wouldn't forgive if a guy tried to screw you while screwing other girls, and he'd stopped. Billy didn't know why he did, honestly. He didn't like the thought of you being mad, he imagined. He also disliked the idea of you with someone else.

Mostly because he knew someone like him couldn't possibly be good for you, so why try to make it happen.

But then, you started to talk to him. Making sure he'd stay up during English, stroking his hair to wake him up when he couldn't. You didn't seem to judge him when he was angry -or grumpy, as you'd once said- at the world.

You didn't try to make him do things he wasn't interested in either. Well, everything you proposed interested him because it was with you.

Not that he'd say it out loud. Ever.

And he liked the way your eyes shone while you talked about subjects you really liked. He'd even borrowed a movie you talked about for an hour on the phone to him so that he could follow your words.

And now, now... he had you.

Warmth in his arms, warmth on his lips, under his hands. And Billy liked that. It was like a good shot of vodka in his veins, drunkness flowing in his body like fire.

He could feel the burn run through his body as he shuffled closer to her, his lips on hers. He couldn't get enough of the touch. Breathing never seemed such irritation before. The throbbing in his lower body either.

He broke contact as soon as he felt that.

''What?'' She asked. Billy only pressed his forehead against her for a moment, already missing the proximity with her lips.

"I can't..."

"It's alright. Do you want to sit?"

Billy shook his head from left to right. His breath was shaky, and he didn't like the weakness in his knees.

"Not really," he hesitated before adding, "I kinda want to stay like this."

(Y/N) stifled a small laugh and pushed against his chest lightly, making enough distance between the two to maneuver Billy toward the living room once again. Walking with his hand in hers, the boy -man- felt like floating. He'd never felt this way after kissing a girl before. His free hand found (Y/N)'s waist as they entered the living room, making her turn around to face him.

"I'm gonna kiss you again..."

(Y/N) smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck to bring him closer again. "I'd like that. I like that you're honest, too."

Billy smiled in the kiss and pulled her closer for the warmth. He wasn't ready to sleep. Tomorrow really couldn't come any slower now.

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cloveroctobers · 4 years ago

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PLASTIC HEARTS — ALL

Synopsis: what the characters are like in the mornings since I’m currently writing this at midnight lol + I feel like ask memes are really underrated and they’re quick to write so I’m open to those too amongst the 100 of other things I have on my list/have yet to write (typical writing probs lol)

Jordan: I feel like with Jordan is either 50/50 with him. If he has to be up pertaining to football then he’s up and determined! it might take him like 2-5 mins more extra in bed to fully get up if his parents (more so billy) don’t drag him out of bed but he still manages to get up and function somehow. If he’s partying the night before then that’s a different story, he’s always hungover and feeling that shit the next morning so he’ll move super slow and will be late to class/grumpy as hell. He’s either happy and functioning well making sure he’s getting a meal regardless if he’s in a good mood in the morning or not cause the boy likes to EAT (just like Michael’s ass) + if there’s no food at the house best believe he’s cruising to a cafe to get him a meal before heading to boredom high—I mean Beverly

If he’s in a crap mood then he’s mean to everyone in his path. It’s best to leave him alone and let him sulk in his corner until he’s out of his grumpy mood which he does get out of...eventually after arguing with someone or snapping on them, taking a nap in the back of class, or after football practice.

Olivia: I’m squinting as I’m thinking this over. I don’t really think she’s a morning person? but she sets her alarm for herself and can get up in the morning without the help of her parents unlike Jordan lol. She is the type to set her alarm ten minutes before she actually has to get up so she can get extra time in the comfort of her bed. It takes the girl some time to get ready in the morning okay? Have you seen her hair? It takes time to get it right for how she wants it and she always says she should pick her outfits the night before but she always seems to get side tracked so that never happens which also takes up more of her time. Eventually she almost always makes it downstairs before Jordan does. They DON’T ride to school together, hardly, unless one of them has a issue with their car or something but they’re usually doing their own thing but have some sort of conversation in the morning over breakfast—trying to build the closeness of their relationship back

Liv likes to be on time if she can or just right on time, either or. And if things come up, then she’s a little anxious which she normally is until she’s meeting up with someone she can hold a conversation with. Half of the time there’s no need to be anxious? It’s just there and she hates it despite the lonerism she found herself in

Spencer: I think Spencer can be a light sleeper since he’s used to some sort of noise going on in his house. Plus his room is in the center of where the noise will take place. If it’s too quiet, like it usual was at the baker’s he finds it a little hard to sleep all the way? There has to be something going on for him to fully sleep like the light noise of tv? Or a sound machine. James said he was the same way as a baby, always alert. So when he wakes up in the morning, he always lets out a soft sigh closing his eyes letting the alarm go off for a few more seconds before he smacking it off. He has to get in the shower to fully wake him up tho. If he doesn’t take a shower in the morning then he’s not fully up and if he doesn’t take a shower at night, he knows he’s not going to sleep well either.

If he has to walk Dillon to school, then he doesn’t mind being late. Now that Dillon is getting older he doesn’t mind walking on his own or with a friend or two but being the protector that Spencer is, he’s going to try his best to make time for Dillon no matter what and the boy secretly appreciates it but understands now if it can’t be all the time. Spencer doesn’t have his license so he’s either catching the bus (if he was still going to Beverly, Jordan or Liv would scoop him up ofc) or speed walking to school which he seems to make just in time?? Always.

Layla: I always view her as someone so chipper. She IS a morning person (unless the depression is hitting her hard, some of us have those days) and usually has it together. She’s a big planner and if she doesn’t continue with being a producer like her dad in the future, I can see her being a event planner big time. Anyways she’s usually very organized, outfits steamed and hung up for the week, weekly calendars and reminders in her phone. Alarm’s set since she’s the only one in the house and only has herself to depend on. I feel she does take a lot on her plate for a teenager so she tries her best to follow a routine/schedule most of the time. Wake up. Stretch. Slippers. Robe. She does not check her phone until after she is done taking care of herself! Brush teeth. Shower. Skincare. Get dressed. Does hair. Checks phone on her way downstairs to breakfast. Layla is a açaí bowl or oatmeal kinda girl, fight amongst yourselves. I see it. I manifest it. She always has to have her hands in something and when it comes to breakfast and baking, you can count on her to always make something. It became something she loved since her mom and her always did that together. And she often likes taking the long way to school and the long way back home.

Asher: not a morning person. Never on time unless it’s for football on Saturday mornings. he’s a cereal kinda guy since his dad can’t afford a professional chef anymore. His favorite cereal is probably Rice Krispies with strawberries and wh*le milk or cashew milk if he remembers to buy it from the grocery app. I feel like he would eventually have to get a job his senior year since it’s kind of a struggle with his dad settling into his new job. It’s a big adjustment with his parents divorced and although his mom still slips him money when he see’s her every other weekend, he’s more tired than he ever was before. He’s used to sleeping in cars if he’s not in a king sized bed but can pretty much sleep everywhere. He can sleep through anything and always has multiple loud ass alarms to wake him up since his dad is either gone before he wakes up like before or just about to leave for his new job. He never bothers to wake him anyways. Asher is a grumpy grouch in the mornings and is addicted to ice coffees and loves a good pastry if he can’t have himself some cereal in the morning.

He’s also annoyed if he doesn’t get his cartoon’s in too before school. Don’t bother him until mid-morning, early afternoon if you know what’s good for you.

Coop: if she’s something else when she’s angry what do you think she’s like in the mornings? Annoying either way? Probably lmao. She’s probably a talker in the morning expressing some wild ass dream she had or either how she had a sucky night and couldn’t sleep properly so she was up writing a new song or something. Since she’s dropping out of school, her mornings could probably start later around 11am? Unless her mother is still home and making her get out of bed to run errands with her or clean the house while she’s gone for the day? Either way she’s probably dancing, talking your head off, blasting music as she gets ready, or browsing Twitter as her form of “morning news”

Chris: I get night owl vibes from Chris. Which is more difficult to do in high school, whew! He has to use melatonin spray or cream to help him knock out and if it fully doesn’t help, he’s dragging the next morning once he fully crashes. Sometimes it can be a good morning or it can be a sucky one. Due to his injury, he gets occasional pain in his joints which he keeps a secret from mostly everyone from his team since they were only described as spasms from his doctor. He deals with it even if it freaks him out from time to time. If it’s a sucky morning, he has to wake himself up with a splash of water to the face and then tending to the pain in his joints before carrying on about his day.

I do think he’s on his phone a lot. Before bed, actually watching soothing videos to help him knock out—don’t tell anybody that and then checking his phone again when he wakes up. Which is apparently unhealthy for the mind but hey with technology continuing to take over, what can you do?

Patience: the girl doesn’t care if she’s late or early. All that matters is trying to get through the day. She’s not crazy about getting up early to sit in 7-8 classes a day but if she’s got to do it, then she’s going to take her time. She wasn’t named “Patience” for no reason okay? When it comes to her appearance, she’s going to make sure she puts in the effort because if she looks good then she feels good and can go about her day. Most of the time she takes a quick breakfast with her on her bus ride to school (thanks to her hair not doing what she wanted it to) and then if there’s time heads to the cafeteria to get whatever they’re serving for breakfast there. At least that’s better than the lunch they serve there.

JJ: total morning person! Or if he’s not? You can never tell. The guys always in the best mood. Even if he was out partying and doing too much the night before, the dude is never hungover. Everyone wants to know his secret. And when he tells them, they don’t believe it. He’s usually a slob of a eater but he also knows how to take care of his body and all about his protein shakes and juicing. He definitely has a meal plan that he takes the time to post on his Instagram stories. The guy loves Instagram and is always posting there. If you need positive words of affirmations, JJ is your guy. Check his stories or if you run into him in person he’s all hugs and uplifting you to get through the day. He’s the guy you need around if you need it. If you don’t want to be bothered? Make sure he doesn’t see you and keep your distance because he will tackle you down and turn into DJ Khaled on your ass.

Simone: she hates mornings and thinks it’s cruel to be up five days of the week for. If she physically feels like she can’t get up due to intense studying or up binge watching real housewives or whatever, she knows it the night before and puts her plan into motion the next morning. Her parents are usually always on her ass, especially her mom so it takes a lot of persuading to let her stay home. And it still doesn’t feel like a free day because her mom is checking up on her every hour on the dot from work. She makes it feel like Simone should have just went to school. If the answer is, “there’s nothing wrong with you, you’re going.” Then Simone is definitely in a sour mood. Her dad almost always drives her to school and she checks up on her son every day through socials if she doesn’t message his second mother. Simone’s also not much of a breakfast person but if her dad is making her eat they’re stopping somewhere before he drops her off or encouraging her to take some of whatever dish he made before they leave.

Now? If there’s something on her mind? Then she’s active and stressing over it before she’s talking to someone about it. She’s out getting a light jog on around her gated neighborhood (she’s getting her fitness game back up after deciding to take tennis seriously again) before showering and getting back into bed for at least thirty minutes to forty five before she has to be up for school. Worries erased for now.

Darnell: is a morning person even if he grumbles that he doesn’t care for it. He’s a sunset kinda guy not a sunrise. It’s not much of a issue for him to get up and start the day with a long exaggerated sigh. He’s not as talkative but get something in his belly and he’s bringing up some interesting facts or news about what’s going on with certain celebrities he keeps up with. I also feel like he knows how to cook and breakfast isn’t his speciality but lunch foods are? Grits, eggs, bacon, and jam on toast is his fav thing to eat for breakfast with apple juice. That’s right, apple juice over orange juice no matter what Spence and dil have to say.

His version of appetizers (which are too big of portions but to each their own) are his go to make for lunch. For breakfast if he can’t have his fav meal in the late morning, he always eats light since he says his stomach is too sensitive in the mornings which has been proven to be true...The James’ can vouch for that

Kia: again 50/50. Depends on her night. She’s also someone who is very active in clubs so it all depends when she gets home and how fast she can get things done at home before she can crash. Sometimes she takes a lot on as well but she thrives off it? It makes her feel productive but she also knows how to balance and have free time when she wants to. Her breakfast always consists of fruit, she loves her fruit. And even if she finds herself running late then she quickly adjusts and cuts out what needs to be cut out of her morning routine and get where she needs to be making herself have the time. Which can be good or bad, depends on how you look at it. Kia is great at handling whatever is thrown at her it seems!

Vanessa: Morning person after she’s fully awake lol. Hates how she looks in the morning, thinks her face is too puffy and definitely uses a jade roller no matter what to help. Her mom is always on her ass + she’s a coach so just imagine that on top while struggling to get up. However once she’s settled, she gets this burst of energy—coach montes believes it’s “the vitamins” and “always eating properly” but the small girl always seemed to get random bursts of energy throughout the day no matter the circumstance. loves a food bagel or pastry for breakfast with orange juice or water, either is fine. She especially loves sunny mornings in California, it just makes her feel better—as it should. She even thanks the sun when it greets her face. Which is something she used to do as a kid too.

Fin.

A/N: I apologize for any typos in advance. It’s now 2am, phones about to die and it’s surely time to crash. Goodnight/morning wherever you are in the world and I’ll fix what needs to be fixed later lol. Feel free to send me ask memes for this week if you want when I do have the energy to write. Toodles!

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hoboal87 · 4 years ago

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The One with the Baby in the Impala

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam x Eileen

Word Count: 900+

Summary: The Winchesters bring home their newest addition.

Warnings: Fluff (it’s gross), like one cuss word?

A/N: I do not know sign language, or anyone who is Deaf/Hard of Hearing, please do not take offense if I’m interpreting anything incorrectly.

A/N 2: written for @smol-and-grumpy‘s SuperFriends Challenge

No beta, all mistakes are my own.

"Y'know, you can go the speed limit," you laugh sleepily from the back seat, hand gently resting on the baby carrier. Your husband grumbles from the driver's seat, you hear your best friend and brother-in-law let out a snicker.

You can feel the green eyes playfully glaring at you through the rearview mirror. Sam remarking that an old lady on a scooter just passed you, and you have to stifle your own laugh. Eileen is sitting on the other side of the car seat, cooing at your newborn, her hand splayed on her own growing bump. She catches you mid-laugh sending you a questioning look, and you do your best to explain Sam’s joke, hating that she was unintentionally being left out. ‘Extra slow,’ you sign to the best of your ability, ‘turtle moves faster.’ Eileen giggles causing Sam to turn around, you swear you can actually see him falling even more in love with her.

“Oh, and you think Sammy’s gonna be any better?” Dean huffs, and you roll your eyes at him. “At least our kid won’t be living on rabbit food his whole life.” You do your best to interpret, knowing that Eileen doesn’t have a clear view of Dean’s face.

“Y’know a healthier diet–” Sam tries, but you all know Dean isn’t gonna have it.

“It's bad enough you got the girls eating that health food crap, you ain’t gonna get me too. All Y/N’s wanted for the last month is a double bacon cheeseburger, Eileen too, and all they have to do is say the word and I’m gettin’ them both the greasiest burgers I can find.”

There’s a look of absolute betrayal written on Sam’s face as he turns around to eye you and Eileen. You smile shyly, and shrug your shoulders.

“A girl can only take so much broccoli and kale, Sam,” you offer. “It was for the baby, but now that he’s here…” You promised Eileen solidarity over a half-gallon of Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream a week ago, knowing that Sam wouldn’t let either of you off of his ever-growing health food kick. You had dealt with it your whole pregnancy, and Eileen still had a few more weeks to go, as much as you hated it, it was only fair. “Make you a deal, if you cook it, I’ll eat it, same goes for Dean. But you gotta let us have some junk food every once in a while.”

Eileen looks relieved at your compromise. Sam could in no way force her to do anything, but all he had to do was give her his signature puppy dog eyes, and she would cave. You turn your attention back to baby Bobby, hoping that the rumble of the Impala would keep him asleep until you got back to the Bunker. No such luck. You’d read that car rides were supposed to calm babies, lull them to sleep, but you’d already been in the car far too long. It should’ve only taken thirty minutes to get back home from the hospital, but with the way Dean was currently driving, ten miles under the speed limit, stopping at every yellow light, it’s already approaching forty-five minutes. Bobby’s eyes opened first, they were still mostly gray with small specs of green taking in his surroundings.

You lean forward, smiling widely at you son, sandy blonde hair sticking out from the blue beanie. You couldn’t believe how much hair he already had, and the image of Sam and Eileen’s daughter's head being covered in chestnut locks made you laugh to yourself. Bobby squirms in the carrier, letting out a small huff, and smacking his lips. You can see that it’s only a matter of a few minutes before little Bobby’s screams will be filling the small space. He’s hungry or maybe he needs a diaper change? Either way, it’s not something you can do in the back seat off the Impala.

“Uh, De?” You keep your voice as light as you can, and he responds with a grunt. “You should step on it already.”

“No way, kid,” he shakes his head. “I ain’t going any faster. We got precious cargo in the back seat.”

Your heart flutters at Dean’s words. Neither of you ever thought kids were in the cards for you, a hunter’s life was no way for a kid to grow up. You know Sam and Eileen had felt the same way, and when Billie’s plan succeeded, you weren’t surprised when they announced not even a month after you that they were also expecting. With Chuck and Amara both gone, Jack was running Heaven with Cas at his side, all of you had semi-retired. Sam and Dean were still working the occasional hunt, Eileen joining them, but you were done, opting to help with research and training the next generation of hunters.

Eileen continued to hunt throughout the first few months of her pregnancy, none of you could’ve stopped her even if you wanted to. It wasn’t until she was almost hurt that she decided to temporarily stop hunting, though you expect once baby Deanna is born, she and Sam will fully retire.

Bobby stirs again, and you can see the tears welling in his eyes, you’re running out of time and fast. You lean forward as Eileen makes her own attempt to stop the waterworks before they happen.

“Well, your son is gonna have a break down soon if we don’t get him outta this damn car seat.”

Dean doesn’t have a chance to respond as Bobby’s high-pitched cries fill the space of the Impala.

#superfriendstitlechallenge #dean x reader #sam x eileen #dean winchester #sam winchester #fluff #like a gross amount of fluff #post season 15 supernatural #give them a happy ending you cowards #a girl can dream can't she?

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slashersins · 4 years ago

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play along with this charade

written for and with inspiration from @bloodysnowdrops

3278 words

part one

a horror movie wasn’t always your first choice , and you scared easily , even if someone just walked up behind too quietly and then said hi . but you did enjoy the slight rush being jump scared by these movies made you feel . and you liked that you could watch them with your friends . you could never do this alone . wiggling back and trying to hide into the couch , you felt two arms wrap around your shoulders . one hand messing with your hair while the other rubbing soothing circles into your shoulder . it relaxed you , and you felt content , even as the slasher in the movie took another life . at least it wasn’t a sudden cut like it had been the last seven victims .

“ you’re such a baby , baby . all spooked by some movie . what’re gonna do when a real killer shows up ? jump and squeak ? ” you gave a huff , looking at billy with a pout that barely held as you tried not to smile . you were pretty sure the only reason he insisted on you joining him and stu on movie nights was to see you get jumpy . “ i’m right , aren’t i ? little scaredy cat . ” he laughed softly , giving you his smug smirk before turning his gaze back at to the tv .

in retaliation you leaned more on stu , who giggled and shot a playful look to billy , wrapping his arm around you more tightly . it didn’t last long as another sudden cut and scream had you jolting and pulling the covers over your head . both stu and billy laughed , stu leaning over your hidden form and giving you a squeeze . “ aw , they’re scared ! i’ll use my body to protect you , oh no , i’ve been attacked by the monster . oh shit , i’m dying . oh , going limp . . . ” billy rolled his eyes as stu tried to force you to take his weight , only to snicker when you started to thrash and try to push stu off , which you did with the help of billy’s foot , and shoved stu to the floor .

“ stu’s dead . ” the blonde gave a wink to you as you peaked from under your blanketed hiding spot , and you shifted to look on the floor , wanting to tease stu for playing dead . you really should have expected him to jump and make a loud silly noise . but you didn’t and now it was your turn to scream and scramble into billy’s lap and then off the couch and onto the floor .

both boys were nearly wheezing at your reaction . stu’s tongue sticking out as he held his stomach and billy’s head tossed back as his shoulder shook . you peered up at them from the arm of the couch , sticking your tongue out at both of them when they finally regained some of their composure .

“ you’re too easy to scare . ”

“ we really gotta toughen you up , baby . ”

“ let’s watch the exorcist next . that might help ! come back up here , we’ll make sure no bad guys get you . ” stu waggled his eyebrows , sticking his tongue out in another laugh . billy just patted the seat in between them .

propping yourself up on the arm of the couch and resting your chin there you gave a simple shake no with your head . “ we already watched three . and i need to get home . ” stu seemed to deflate , frowning like a kicked puppy . laying across the couch and in billy’s lap he got to face level .

“ just one more ? what if we make more popcorn ? what if i order pizza ? i’ll cuddle you and we can lay on billy ! ” you laughed and shook your head , pinching stu’s nose before standing up . billy reached out grabbing your hand .

“ babe . stay ? just one more movie and we’ll take you home . ” his fingers rubbed small circles into your wrist , trying to lure you back to the couch . you could only shake your head and smile , putting your free hand on your hip .

“ if i stay then after the movie is over you’re both gonna pout and say one more . and it’ll happen again and again and again . and i’ll never get home . you’re gonna keep me here like some movie watching gremlin . ”

“ that’s kind of the point , babe . ”

“ be gremlins with us ! ”

these two really were impossible . “ i’m going home . ” you laughed as they both groaned giving a muttered ‘ fine ’ as they made a scene of having to get up and off the couch . how did you ever come to get such dramatic friends ?

somehow you managed to get to the door with stu hanging over you and whining about how you should just spend the night and billy making loose promises of fast food breakfast in the morning if you conceded . turning around you gives stu a hug , letting him cling and ask one more time for you to stay , claiming billy was grumpy and boring . billy snorted in amusement before slapping the back of stu’s head playfully

“ i love you guys . ” you mummered happily as you gave billy his hug , and they both seemed pleased by that , offering their own ‘ yeah ? how much ’ and ‘ you better ’ playfully before saying the words back . “ i work tomorrow , so come visit ! we’re getting some new horror movies in that aren’t supposed to be put out till next week . i’m might consider letting you two take a copy home for movie night . ”

“ oh yeah ? we’ll see you . but are you sure you don’t want us to drive you home ? ”

“ someone might be out there looking for a virgin to dig their knife into ! might be safer if we all go in the car . ”

“ stu , shut up , fuck . ”

“ didn’t you’re parents take away your car because you got five hundred dollars in speeding tickets ? ” stu seems to fluster and stutter when you bring it up , pout on his lips as he crosses his arms and looks away . he grumbles something under his breath and billy just rolls his eyes before looking back to you , concern flickering in them .

“ i’ll be fine . i walk home all the time , and no ones got me . ”

“ yet . ” billy puts his hand on stu’s face and shoves him away from the door , annoyed with stu’s inability to keep his mouth shut for two seconds .

“ we’ll see you tomorrow at work . give us a call when you get home . ”

“ don’t worry i will ! ”

they try to act cool as they close the door . and they try to be quiet as they race up the stairs to stu’s room so they can watch you walk down the road in the lamp light .

they really didn’t expect to get this attached to you . when they first met you at the video store , they’d dialed it up and flirted and invited you out . they didn’t think you’d say yes . and they definitely didn’t think that watching horror movies and hanging out with you would become one of their favorite pass times . but here they were .

the only problem was that you were oblivious . flirting , compliments , physical advances , all of it seemed to go unnoticed by your or completely misinterpreted . not that they should be trying all these things , both billy and stu had girlfriends . girlfriends that were fine , but boring . mostly just for show and the occasion blow job or handy . they weren’t really interesting to them anymore . not like you . maybe it was good that you hadn’t noticed yet . it gave them both time to plan , time to find a reason to break up with sid and tate . but for now they were like lovesick puppies watching your from fade away from view .

- - -

randy looked like he was dead inside as he scanned no less than eight stupidly bright children’s movies for the mother and her gremlin at the check out . this job . . . it paid . but it honestly wasn’t all that worth it . and then billy and his lap dog came inside . probably to annoy him for the millionth time . he gave the woman back her changed and ground out a half hearted ‘ have a nice day ’ before turning his attention to the pair as they sauntered up to the counter .

“ you look fucking miserable . ”

“ billy . ”

“ must suck having to rewind all those barney and friends tapes . too grumpy to even give momma a smile ? ”

“ stu . ” randy sighed and rubbed his temple . at least it was a break from the boringness of this place .” what are you two doing here ? we haven’t gotten any new horror movies in . ” it’s usually why they showed up . to scour through the movies , sometimes picking the same ones . it gave them common ground , but being the lesser friend in their little friend group didn’t always mean that either of them would listen to him . their fault . he was practically an expert on horror . they were just casual fans .

“ oh really ? because we heard from a little birdy that you have some in the back you haven’t out yet . ”

“ tweet tweet , randy’s a lair . ”

with an exasperated sigh , randy looked up at the ceiling . who the fuck told them that ? now he was going to have to put up with their bullshit until he gave in or the store closed .

“ hey guys ! ” the attention of all three boys snapped to you as you walked out of the back with a grin on your face , happily moving towards the group crowded around the register . “ hope you weren’t waiting too long for me - hey stu ! ” you laughed as stu intercepted you , giving you a hug and leaning over you . “ stu please don’t dead weight me , nooooo . ” your whine became a laugh as you tried to push back against the taller boy as he attempted to squish you with his weight . he really was a goof .

“ hi , billy . ” you gave a slight wave with a free hand as you finally got stu to go from trying to squish you to just resting his chin on your head . “ i have the movies we got in ! they’re really good . ones a foreign film with subtitles , but i think it looks interesting . ”

“ wait . how do you know these two , y/n ? ” you blinked at randy , giving a confused look as you tilted your head . was he serious ?

“ billy and stu are my late night movie buddies . i talk about them all the time . ”

“ you’re late night horror buddies are these two ? two guys ? two guys you spend hours along with on the couch watching movies with ? ”

“ yep ! ”

“ billy and stu . you know they have girlfriends right ? you know you have a boyfriend right ? ”

“ yep . ”

“ then why are you spending alone time with - ”

“ because they’re my friends and you don’t watching horror movies with me . ” your pout and raised brow does nothing to soothe randy who’s looking at you like you grew a second head . how , after all this time , had he not known that you were spending time with two of the biggest flirts he knew ? and you didn’t even seem phased or to care . what was wrong with you ?

billy and stu were frozen . no longer paying attention to the little spat you seemed to be in with randy . you had a boyfriend . a boyfriend. a friend that was a boy . dating . a boy . you and a guy together . it was as if billy and stu were sharing one brain cell and it was being fried . it took a moment before billy interrupted you and randy .

“ a girl can’t be just friends with two dudes . that’s not how it - ”

“ you have a boyfriend ? ”

you smiled over to billy , and nodded . had you ever mentioned it ? you were sure you had . or maybe you just thought they knew .

“ since when ? ” stu was worse about holding his surprise in , his voice high at the end as he looked at you the same way randy was , but for a different reason .

“ about two months . why does it matter to either of you . ” randy snapped at the pair , looking annoyed and angry all at once .

“ shut up , randy we aren’t talking to you . ”

“ but you’re talking about me . ”

“ the fuck do you mean we’re talking about you ? you’re not y/n boyfriend . ”

" actually , he is ! ” you perked up and back into the conversation , standing between randy and his glare and the boys and their confused and shocked faces . your hands up in a defensive position .

billy recovered first .his features annoyed and unimpressed . “ really , y/n ? randy ? you could do so much better . ” you rolled your eyes and laughed , hitting him on the chest lightly with one of the movies you’d brought out .

“ don’t be mean . ” you gave stu a pointed look , knowing full and well that the taller of the two would shamelessly start asking questions and making comments to piss randy off further .

“ i still can’t - ”

“ randy . billy and stu are my friends . we watch movies and hang out . ya know , like you do with friends . it’s not that big of a deal . ” he studied you for a moment . annoyed by learning all this new information . and that he had to learn it at work , and not from your own lips when you first started hanging out . he remembered that you told him you were hanging out with some . . . oh . you had told him . you’d told him you were hanging out with the boys to watch horror movies . he’d been annoyed and not exactly paying attention to you . but fuck , you never said the boys were billy and stu .

randy grumbled , leaning back and glaring at the billy and stu with crossed arms . a guarded expression on his face . “ fine . whatever . just . . . be more clear if you start hanging out with other guys . not exactly awesome to find out that your girl is with two fucking flirts all the time . ”

“ it isn’t our fault you’re to lame and busy to spend time with your girlfriend , randy . ” stu snicker , as he leaned over billy’s shoulder . randy only shot him an annoyed look .

there was tension in the air , you caught in the middle as you looked between the three boys . the movies you wanted to show billy and stu still in your hands . “ . . . i really kinda wanna watch this one ? i know it’s not in english but it looks like it could be scary ? ”

“ yeah , babe ? which one ? ” billy gave a smirk to randy before taking a closer look at the movies you had held out to them . he wanted to laugh at the shocked expression randy made at the little teasing nickname billy called you .

somehow , billy and stu ended up moving you to the horror section , away from randy and his pissy , jealous attitude . they picked out a couple of movies from the new ones you showed them , along with some old ‘ classics ’ . chatting and laughing and until you were pulled away to help someone locate a romcom .

they didn’t linger long after you went back to doing your job , obviously taking it seriously or at least more so than randy . stu was holding back his laughter at how upset the other boy was . god , he wanted to pick on him . but not now . billy had threatened him enough as they were walking to the front .

“ don’t try anything with them . they’re not single . they’re dating me . so if your playing so sick cheating game , just give it up . or i’ll tell sidney and tate about this . ”

“ what ? you think they don’t know . sidney and tate already met y/n . they know we hang out and don’t have a problem with it . you’re the only one out of the loop . like i said , maybe if you spent more time with y/n you wouldn’t feel so torn up about this . ” billy clicked his tongue to his teeth and grinned , grabbing the movies from the counter and sauntering out smug .

but the act fell as they got into tate’s borrowed car . stu sitting in the driver’s seat as he glanced to billy . this was a cog in their plans . something unexpected and annoying . any random shit head could have fallen victim to their secret illegal pass time . but randy was too much of a target . fuck , this was easier when they only had to worry about dumping their girlfriends and getting with you . but . . . randy didn’t exactly seem very attentive . and you never felt the need to mention them . maybe he wasn’t as important as they thought . what they really needed was to see you both interact outside of work . somewhere natural . somewhere where the two of you could be in your element and they could figure out a plan of attack . . .

“ hey , stu . how about you throw a house party . ”

#billy loomis #billy loomis imagine #billy loomis x reader #stu macher #stu macher imagine #stu macher x reader #poly ghostface #poly ghostface imagine #poly ghostface x reader #( this is loosely based off of the how you met fic )#( there are some changes and such )#( hope you like it bb ! )#play along with this charade

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slashersins-abandoned · 4 years ago

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play along with this charade

written for and with inspiration from @bloodysnowdrops

part one

part two |

in retaliation you leaned more on stu , who giggled and shot a playful look to billy , wrapping his arm around you more tightly . it didn’t last long as another sudden cut and scream had you jolting and pulling the covers over your head . both stu and billy laughed , stu leaning over your hidden form and giving you a squeeze . “ aw , they’re scared ! i’ll use my body to protect you , oh no , i’ve been attacked by the monster . oh shit , i’m dying . oh , going limp … ” billy rolled his eyes as stu tried to force you to take his weight , only to snicker when you started to thrash and try to push stu off , which you did with the help of billy’s foot , and shoved stu to the floor .

“ you’re too easy to scare . ”

“ we really gotta toughen you up , baby . ”

“ that’s kind of the point , babe . ”

“ be gremlins with us ! ”

“ oh yeah ? we’ll see you . but are you sure you don’t want us to drive you home ? ”

“ someone might be out there looking for a virgin to dig their knife into ! might be safer if we all go in the car . ”

“ stu , shut up , fuck . ”

“ i’ll be fine . i walk home all the time , and no ones got me . ”

“ yet . ” billy puts his hand on stu’s face and shoves him away from the door , annoyed with stu’s inability to keep his mouth shut for two seconds .

“ we’ll see you tomorrow at work . give us a call when you get home . ”

“ don’t worry i will ! ”

they try to act cool as they close the door . and they try to be quiet as they race up the stairs to stu’s room so they can watch you walk down the road in the lamp light .

- - -

randy looked like he was dead inside as he scanned no less than eight stupidly bright children’s movies for the mother and her gremlin at the check out . this job … it paid . but it honestly wasn’t all that worth it . and then billy and his lap dog came inside . probably to annoy him for the millionth time . he gave the woman back her changed and ground out a half hearted ‘ have a nice day ’ before turning his attention to the pair as they sauntered up to the counter .

“ you look fucking miserable . ”

“ billy . ”

“ must suck having to rewind all those barney and friends tapes . too grumpy to even give momma a smile ? ”

“ oh really ? because we heard from a little birdy that you have some in the back you haven’t out yet . ”

“ tweet tweet , randy’s a lair . ”

with an exasperated sigh , randy looked up at the ceiling . who the fuck told them that ? now he was going to have to put up with their bullshit until he gave in or the store closed .

“ wait . how do you know these two , y/n ? ” you blinked at randy , giving a confused look as you tilted your head . was he serious ?

“ billy and stu are my late night movie buddies . i talk about them all the time . ”

“ you’re late night horror buddies are these two ? two guys ? two guys you spend hours along with on the couch watching movies with ? ”

“ yep ! ”

“ billy and stu . you know they have girlfriends right ? you know you have a boyfriend right ? ”

“ yep . ”

“ then why are you spending alone time with - ”

“ a girl can’t be just friends with two dudes . that’s not how it - ”

“ you have a boyfriend ? ”

you smiled over to billy , and nodded . had you ever mentioned it ? you were sure you had . or maybe you just thought they knew .

“ since when ? ” stu was worse about holding his surprise in , his voice high at the end as he looked at you the same way randy was , but for a different reason .

“ about two months . why does it matter to either of you . ” randy snapped at the pair , looking annoyed and angry all at once .

“ shut up , randy we aren’t talking to you . ”

“ but you’re talking about me . ”

“ the fuck do you mean we’re talking about you ? you’re not y/n boyfriend . ”

“ actually , he is ! ” you perked up and back into the conversation , standing between randy and his glare and the boys and their confused and shocked faces . your hands up in a defensive position .

“ don’t be mean . ” you gave stu a pointed look , knowing full and well that the taller of the two would shamelessly start asking questions and making comments to piss randy off further .

“ i still can’t - ”

“ randy . billy and stu are my friends . we watch movies and hang out . ya know , like you do with friends . it’s not that big of a deal . ” he studied you for a moment . annoyed by learning all this new information . and that he had to learn it at work , and not from your own lips when you first started hanging out . he remembered that you told him you were hanging out with some … oh . you had told him . you’d told him you were hanging out with the boys to watch horror movies . he’d been annoyed and not exactly paying attention to you . but fuck , you never said the boys were billy and stu .

randy grumbled , leaning back and glaring at the billy and stu with crossed arms . a guarded expression on his face . “ fine . whatever . just … be more clear if you start hanging out with other guys . not exactly awesome to find out that your girl is with two fucking flirts all the time . ”

“ it isn’t our fault you’re to lame and busy to spend time with your girlfriend , randy . ” stu snicker , as he leaned over billy’s shoulder . randy only shot him an annoyed look .

there was tension in the air , you caught in the middle as you looked between the three boys . the movies you wanted to show billy and stu still in your hands . “ … i really kinda wanna watch this one ? i know it’s not in english but it looks like it could be scary ? ”

“ don’t try anything with them . they’re not single . they’re dating me . so if your playing so sick cheating game , just give it up . or i’ll tell sidney and tate about this . ”

but the act fell as they got into tate’s borrowed car . stu sitting in the driver’s seat as he glanced to billy . this was a cog in their plans . something unexpected and annoying . any random shit head could have fallen victim to their secret illegal pass time . but randy was too much of a target . fuck , this was easier when they only had to worry about dumping their girlfriends and getting with you . but … randy didn’t exactly seem very attentive . and you never felt the need to mention them . maybe he wasn’t as important as they thought . what they really needed was to see you both interact outside of work . somewhere natural . somewhere where the two of you could be in your element and they could figure out a plan of attack …

“ hey , stu . how about you throw a house party . ”

#billy loomis #billy loomis imagine #billy loomis x reader #stu macher #stu macher imagine #stu macher x reader #poly ghostface #poly ghostface imagine #poly ghostface x reader #slasher #slashers #slasher imagine #slashers imagine #slasher x reader #slashers x reader

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bookscoffeeandracoons · 4 years ago

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366 Days Reblog Challenge - October 2020

And another Masterlist to flood your inboxes 😅 I’m running out of things to say because I’m finishing them all in a few days rather than spread across the year. Welcome to my pro-level of procrastination.

Again, just in case you haven’t read it yet, thank your for the words you put out here and i wish you the happiest New Year! Lots of love to you all!

Call Sign: Renaissance by @captain-kelli

Steve Rogers x Reader, Sam Wilson x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: slow burn, fluff, angst, violence, alcohol + drinking, definitely and always language, optional smut (be sure to read the individual tags of each post)

Summary: After a rescue mission gone wrong, you retire as a pararescue airwoman. When an old friend of yours comes calling, asking you to spearhead a disaster response team for the Avengers, you have to decide if you can let go of the past in order to save lives. Will you move on and possibly fall in love? Or will the demons of your past come back to haunt you

01. 05. Beast of Burden

02. 05. Interlude

03. 06. Ring the Bells

04. 07. Redemption

05. 08. From the Ashes

06. 09. The King’s Gambit

07. 10. The Days in Between

08. 11. These Things We Do

09. Epilogue

10. Sentimental by @evanstarff

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Mostly fluff with a Barbershop Quartet cameo.

Summary: Bucky Barnes gets shaved for Christmas.

11. The Hamptons’ House: 2003 - 2 by @avengerscompound

Tony Stark x F!Reader

Warnings: Smut (MF, sleepy sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex, vaginal sex)

Synopsis: You and Tony meet up again for your week again. You both look forward to spending the time together, but when it becomes clear Tony’s life is spiraling out of control, you wonder how many more of these meetups you’re going to get.

12. The Hamptons’ House: 2003 - 3 by @avengerscompound

Tony Stark x F!Reader

Warnings: drinking

13. Shockwave (2) by @amanda-teaches

Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Medical situation, swearing, intense moments, injuries

Chapter Summary: In the aftermath of the attack, you wind up unconscious in a hospital bed surrounded by Avengers. Upon waking up, you feel fine, but all of you quickly discover that is not, in fact, the case.

14. Come Home by @portals-to-a-new-world

Billy Butcher x Reader

Warnings: S P O I L E R S, Hurt/Comfort, Language.

What?: (SPOILERS FOR THE BOYS SEASON 2 EP 4) Billy is in a whirlwind after the incident with Becca. What’s gonna happen when he comes back to find you gone too? (Connected to “Black Dresses and Back Alleys”, but can be read as a stand alone)

15. Mornings Are For Coffee and Contemplation by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Clint Barton

Warnings: Grumpy Clint, language.

Summary: Clint just wants to drink his coffee in peace.

16. Hot Wheels by @jobean12-blog

Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: A very hot car, Tony and his sassy mouth, bow ties (I love them), little teasing, some soft sweet fluff and car sex on the softer side, smut (18+ only please)

Summary: Tony makes a new purchase without your knowledge but it’s hard to be upset when you see it and take it for a ride…

17. “You Promised” by @bolontiku

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve makes promises, as we all know, not all of them can be kept.

18. The Hamptons’ House: 2003 - 4 by @avengerscompound

Tony Stark x F!Reader

Warnings: Smut (MF, oral sex, vaginal sex, light d/s)

19. The girl next door by @rainandhotchocolate

James Potter x muggle!Reader

20. Maybe He’s Born With It by @inber

Geralt of Rivia x Reader

21. Forged by @abovethesmokestacks

Bucky Barnes

Warnings: Angst, brain washing, all in all a very unpleasant part of Bucky’s life,

22. Exhale by @abovethesmokestacks

Andy Barber x Reader

Rating: All audiences

23. Hall Closets by @jewels2876

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: smut, hand jobs (m & F), sex without a condom - 18+ ONLY!

24. The Drawing by @bucky-the-thigh-slayer

Pre Serum Steve x Female Reader

Warnings: Some fluff. Some very likely historical inaccuracies (so sue me). Mentions of blood and death (war related). Some angst… *cough* character death *cough cough*

Summary: Sarah Rogers has just one request, which Steve Rogers wants to fulfill… except his friend couldn’t possibly love him back, could she?

25. On the Rocks by @nomadicpixel

Steve Rogers x Female Oregonian! Reader

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Steve asks you to go camping with him in your home state. Can you last the trip without Steve finding out you’re in love with him?

26. The Hamptons’ House: 2006 - 1 by @avengerscompound

Tony Stark x F!Reader

Warnings: Poor body image, Smut (Bisexual orgy, oral sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering)

Synopsis: When you return to the house in the Hamptons’ it’s both with a fear or the direction Tony’s life is taking and a concern about him no longer being interested with you.

27. I Swore I’d Protect You by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Oliver Queen x Reader

Warnings: Angst, fluff, character injury

Summary: The one time Oliver isn’t in control of his own facilities, you’re badly injured.

28. “Kiss & Tell” by @bolontiku

Thor x Reader

Summary: getting back into the dating game is no fun. Thankfully your friend is there to listen.

29. Yippee Ki Yay - Chapter 9 by @nomadicpixel

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: This is a post-endgame AU, Peggy and Steve have lived their life together, however, both are still alive. Steve and Peggy’s granddaughter track down Bucky and Sam. She makes no secret of her attraction to him, but Bucky has his doubts.

30. Moodboard-tober 20 by @abovethesmokestacks

Drabble by @hispeculiartreasure (if i got this wrong please let me know!)

Bucky Barnes x Reader

31. Pumpkin Seeds by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, one curse word, brief sensuality.

Summary: You and Bucky get ready for Halloween by carving pumpkins, toasting pumpkin seeds, and making pumpkin butter.

31. Trick or Treat by @nerdy-bookworm-1998

Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: None

Request: “ If your requests are still open, may we have stuckyxreader taking their little ones trick or treating? Extra points for any avenger uncle/auntie that just melts at seeing the kids all in costume“

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zwiezraczek · 5 years ago

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Blurb thing!! 16! She/Her with Four "I'm having a moody day today. Just stay away, okay?" Good luck and thank you 😊

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16. “This wasn’t planned at all.” // “I’m having a moody day today. Just stay away, okay?”

Thank you for this request nonnie! I hope you will like it! 💕

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When you joined the Ghosts, you immediately clicked with Four, and before you could even think about it, he won your heart with his puppy eyes and sheepish smiles. But mostly his jokes. He was hilarious even in the worst situations, and you loved that. Soon after joining the crew, you started to date, first in secret, holding hands when nobody watched, putting gently your hand on his shoulder, stealing kisses behind the blinds of your trailer. And everybody implicitly knew, but One. And when he found out, as you were sitting on Billy’s lap once, your head buried in his neck as he whispered Las Palabras de Amor into your ear, he yelled “Fucking millenials!” before going out, as you watched him with surprised eyes. But eventually, the man accepted your relationship, just warning you that if ever anything goes wrong because of that he wouldn't hesitate to kill both of you. And you never really knew if he was joking or not about it.

Billy was amazing at making you laugh, whenever he wanted to – and God knew how much he loved to hear you laugh! So, he used to joke around everytime he could, everytime he found an occasion to lighten up your mood so you laughed until you cried, laying on your back next to him on your couch as his eyes fondly looked at you. But today, his jokes were useless. He outdid himself during this mission, almost dying in front of your eyes as he jumped of this building, before a guy started to shoot at him and you had to pull the trigger yourself – refusing One’s order to abandon him for the moment because Four could do this alone, he said. As Billy was catching up the team, One yelled at you, saying how unprofessional all of this was, how you put the whole team in jeopardy just to save Four, a number. You just wanted to kill One with your bare hands but couldn’t. So, as Three drove back to the base, Billy sitting next to you, you remained silent. You were angry, you just wanted to shout about this whole situation, about everything, you wanted to scold Billy for this, you were angry at yourself for deceiving your crew. You needed silence, peace.

But Billy wanted to talk to you, and as always jokes seemed to be the best remedy to your grumpiness, so he told you a joke as you went out from the car after Three parked in the middle of the desert. The rest of the crew was already far from both of you, and you could feel rage boiling inside you as you looked at Billy’s smiling reckless eyes as he joked around. This was too much this time.

“I’m having a moody day today. Just stay away, okay?” you snapped harshly, not even looking at him as you sped up to reach the team, leaving Billy behind you so you could avoid his sad eyes as you scolded him violently when he was just trying to help you. But you were angry at him, angry at yourself and jokes weren’t the best solution at the moment.

As you reached your trailer, you laid on your couch, looking at the ceiling, eyes already wet. You felt anger, you felt pain, you felt everything. How stupid you felt about being so harsh to him, how bad you felt for making him sad, how much you hated him for making you feel this way. “He just wanted to be nice,” you whispered to yourself as few tears rolled on your cheek. Immediately, you buried your face into your hands, trying to calm down, to erase all these negative emotions from your mind. In vain. These demons came back to haunt you again and again, for minutes or hours, you couldn’t tell.

A knock on the door. Probably Five. You rose your head for a second, your tears not flowing on your cheeks. You didn’t answer, just sniffed. Nobody should see you like this, and you wanted to see nobody. But the voice you heard made your heart jump.

“Hey, it’s me, Billy,” he whispered with a gentle voice against the door. “Can I come in please.”

Silence. You just wanted to tell him to go away, to go fuck himself and die, and leave you alone as he tried to do earlier, you wanted to yell but your lips didn’t allow you to do so, your voice was too weak and your mind to fuzzy. So you just whispered a soft “yes”, after sitting up and wiping the tears from your cheeks, hoping that your eyes weren’t too red and puffy. What you saw, soothed you a bit: Billy held against his side a fluffy blanket – the one he had for movie nights – and a bag filled with snacks and a few dvds – probably the ones you liked the most. You looked at him, sadness slowly fading as you realized he stood in front of you, not dead, but alive.

“I know I’m not good with words,” he muttered looking softly at you, “and that I’m saying stupid things, but I wanted to apologize about earlier, and the joke about the mission.” His voice lowered, he was now kneeling in front of you, the blanket on the couch and the bag next to him. “I know you were concerned, and that One gave you a hard time because you saved me so… I wanted to properly apologize for it. Cuddling move moment?” His softwhispers made you all jelly, smiling a bit as you saw him being so caring and so delicate with you.

“This wasn’t planned at all,” you whispered, tears coming in your eyes, as he looked so softly at you. You began to sob, softly, and he put a hand on your knee, caressing it.

“Love, what’s going on,” he looked so concerned you could cry even more, “I did something wrong? I’m so sorry for making you cry, I’m so…”

“You are the stupidest and the most reckless man I know,” you managed to say between sobs, “and yet you are the most caring and adorable even when I’m so nasty with you…” What did you do to deserve all this kindness?

“I was the first one to be nasty, I almost died today,” he confessed as he pressed his lips against your forehead.

“Don’t you ever try dying again Billy, ever.”

“I promise love,” he whispered before moving back to face you. “So, which movie we’re going to watch under that fluffy blanket while eating chips?” His question put a little smile on your face.

“You brought [your favorite movie]?”

“I brought [your favorite movie],” he proudly answered before standing up to go put the movie.

And as the movie began, you were buried against his chest, his arms all around you as if he wanted to protect you. The sun slowly goes down, and you stay in the dark, the only light coming from your tv. He gently strokes your hair as you watch the screen, sometimes kissing the top of your head.

“I’m never leaving you love, never,” he whispered, pulling you a bit more against your chest and you lean just a little more with a smile on your face as you look at him and kiss gently his lips.

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theinvisibledreamergirl · 4 years ago

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Chap. 1: “The Beginning of Everything”

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3 years ago: 14th of September 2017

“Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to my gem!

Happy birthday to you!”

His soft and playful voice made her giggle when he did an impression of a birthday wish because she knew that he hated to say it out loud.

“Thank you Mr. Standall.” She kissed his lips slowly not letting a yawn to break this blissful moment. “And that was a very good impression on how boyfriends want to make surprises to their girls.” She giggled while tracing with her right palm his grown beard that made her weak whenever it scratched.

“And I’m glad that made you smile.” He gave her a peck on her forehead while smiling aback.

“You always make me happy like no one else.”She said it in full acknowledgment and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving that sympathetic look that Alex knew too well. Whenever those words fell from her lips, he knew that she would get teary so he tried to lighten up the mood.

“Whoa Miss Craig, we haven’t still arrived to the part of being emotional.” He cupped her cheeks in full adoration. “And I haven’t brought your breakfast here yet so…” He got up from their bed while she was admiring at his sculpted body only in his underwear and was catching her lower lip thinking how handsome he was. He wore his shorts while doing another mimic of her while biting her lip knowing she had a soft spot. “Oh Al you’re so fucking handsome ma-”

Before he would finish the sentence, was met with a pillow on his face and a stern voice. “Get my breakfast here ‘cause I don’t want to die hungry.”

“Your wish is my command, my lady.” He chuckled before bowed down while she was laughing at his poor attempt to be look like a 18th century gentleman but she didn’t care that much. Because her heart was so full and couldn’t be more thankful that he was by her side.

Present day: 14th of September 2020

She woke up from the irritating alarm of her iPhone while groaning loudly. She felt her body sweating on her sheets and knew that the dreams were still appearing in the middle of the night and were not giving her the peace she wanted. She had only been one week in Boston and was hating this city already. Crowded, disorganised, dirty and was nothing compared with Brighton or Washington. Even the great buildings that surrounded didn’t give her a slight awesomeness and rolled her eyes while some tourists were looking wonderfully and snapping selfies. It was 5 AM. She had a bad habit to wake up early in order to work out outside in the nature. Or better saying- somewhere far away from the flowers or trees that gave her allergies even though it was the fall season. But first she needed to change quickly her wet clothes before getting a cold. When she got up from her bed, was met with a wiggling tail and a huffing sound of her best friend- Jonah.

“Hey good morning buddy!” She kneeled down to him while he was licking her hands. “Yup we’re going outside but first mama needs a shower okay?” She kissed his head when he jumped on her bed waiting impatiently for his owner to finish.

She stripped off her clothes and didn’t want to give a spare glance to the scars in her forearms if she didn’t want to experience another breakdown. The warm temperature of the water cascading down her body was everything she needed and let out a content sigh. She mocked at her anti-grease shampoo for keeping her hair done only in two days.

“Bloody shampoos.”

She carefully rubbed the cores of her forearms with her sponge not letting to fall a single drop of blood while wincing. It was such annoying to wait for another year until they were regenerated completely and if not, she needed to undergo a plastic surgery in which she was worried about it.

This day was slightly different from what she’d been used to. It was her first day of work at a hospital after graduating with excellent grades from University College London and got an alumni award for her outstanding performance in saving five people’s lives (including her professor Dr. Sarah Bennett) doing solo operations without the practice and the leadership of an attending. And that’s why she chose Edenbrook Hospital but- with a bit lateness.

It was only three days ago that she got the acceptance e-mail from nonetheless the well known and the most respected diagnostician in the whole country Dr. Naveen Banerji. The reason was that she spent her summer holidays in Italy and wasn’t sure if she was ready to go back in USA almost four years after her parents died. But mostly she still was on search for the truth behind her grandmother’s unexpected death- Daisy Ahmad. A quest in which she hadn’t solved the mystery behind of it.

While putting on her Nike sneakers she took a brief look at the clock on the wall- 5:15 AM. She still had time until 7 AM to catch up for work so she whistled to the husky dog letting him know that they were ready to go- or not until she straightened up her back and raised her eyebrows while looking at the mirror.

“Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me... who’s the most badass woman here?” She chuckled at her poor joke. “Of course it’s me. Right Jonah?” He barked in approval tilting his head, showing his blue sky eyes to his owner’s. “That’s my boy.”

The hangout consisted of walking firstly, because Jonah always came the first into their priorities and sometimes she would call him the King Jonah I and if he would have children she’ll gladly call them Jonah II or JJ. Secondly, it was playing with him and doing some exercises to train him with what she had read in a recent book about huskies. Lastly, it was time for her to put her headphones on and listening to the great Arctic Monkeys band while running for an hour without breaks to the asphalt coastline. And Jonah was more than happy to follow his owner wherever she went.

Annoyed, after finishing her run, she totally forgot that she took a shower already but thankfully her hair was tied up in a ponytail so her tendrils weren’t at least wet. “We got sweaty again buddy huh?”

6:37 AM.

They finally made it back at her apartment and greeted the receptionist Billy for taking the morning shift. She kicked off her sneakers and went immediately to the bathroom to change again her sportswear and quickly finished her body shower. The breakfast consisted of baked bread, white cheese and fiches jam whereas for the husky dog were the raw meats and bones. While she was waiting for the slices of bread to be toasted, her eyes landed to his photograph placed in a black rectangular frame.

“Why Alex?” She whispered to herself and crossed her arms while tilting her head in one side. “Why are you still appearing in my dreams every night? What do you want to tell me?”

It became a monotonous thing for her to see the nightmares of the people who were gone now and the worse part was that they would always appear with unknown causes. Like her parents for example, died not because of a coincidental car accident- but a well-planned one- and after their case was solved, they didn’t appear anymore. She knew that her grandmother’s death was truly a devastating event for her and of course she needed to find the surgeon who took the responsibility to operate her. But what about Alex? She had no clue why this was happening but one thing was for sure... her PTSD wouldn’t stop if she didn’t find out the last parts to complete the puzzle.

After finishing her breakfast she wore her casual clothes despite her efforts in wearing a suit. She was so obsessed with them. Maybe if she becomes a resident... who knows what fate will bring for her? She shook her head in disbelief- she was going to work with Ethan Ramsey and was excited but stressed in the same time.

“My oh my... am I going to work now huh? What do you think buddy?”Jonah twirled around in excitement when his owner opened her arms to reveal the outfit. “You always have liked my style, haven’t you? Can you believe that I’m going to work with the attending who inspired me to be this doctor I am now? Nope, I can’t believe it too.” She chuckled wearily as her memories with Alex came back on her mind. How both of them were determined to be doctors and to be graduated in the same year, then going to their respective inspirational doctors who, for instance, both were in the same hospital- Dr. Ethan Ramsey and Dr. Simon Tennant.

“Y’know Jonah, I was thinking about how this Ethan Ramsey looks like because his face doesn’t appear anywhere. Like I’ve searched for him in any websites possible but no- he’s like an invisible man who has sealed every images of him. Even Simon doesn’t want to tell me and said that I would see him soon. What the hell? I mean can you imagine working with an old man and a grumpy one or who knows... maybe he’s a good one? He can’t be like those snarky and annoying attendees that have always appeared in the TV shows, right?” She twitched her lips in confusion and shrugged. “Whatever. Just wish me good luck.”

She grabbed his collar in the direction of the door but before that she glanced up to the photograph again. A hard lump was formed on her throat re-imagining the scene in which they could leave together but instead... she was going alone. A small and a sad smile tugged on her lips as if he was there too, smiling widely at her and wishing ‘good luck’ and giving a blow kiss while saying ‘I love you’.

Unfortunately the blue-eyed husky was cooing sadly after the owner left him to her neighbour Lola and her husband Mike and he really needed to fit into the new adjustment of lifestyle.

Klaw wanted so badly to drive her car to the hospital because she knew now all the streets of Boston but changed her mind in the last minute to go the metro line that wasn’t far away from her neighbourhood and it took at least 20 minutes. While she was seating in front of the window she opened her messages that popped up on her phone and she frowned in suspicion for who might’ve been. Then she chuckled softly. It was nonetheless than her friends.

Klaw scoffed.

Of course Imy would bring up those numbers as a reminder.

14.09.1995- her 25th birthday.

But she had already discussed with them to not wish her and to not make any presents despite Imy’s insistence to try to forget what happened two years ago that had wrapped their minds for a long time. But there wasn’t enough for forgetting and she still wasn’t ready to move on to another point of her life. She was afraid that if she believed in love again- she would lose it. Just like with Clay and Alex she didn’t want to experience another heartbreak or another trauma.

The great building of Edenbrook Hospital in the heart of Boston Massachusetts appeared in front of her now, where her life wouldn’t be the same again. She felt her quickened heartbeats and her tightened chest by the view and still couldn’t believe she was now a doctor. She shook her head in disbelief again while chuckling.

Well well Dr. Craig, seems like the beginning of everything to you, isn’t it? Just don’t try to kill anyone today. Keep your punches off to yourself.

Everyone were hurrying up and looked they were all in a moment of a rush. She took long stride steps while ogling to the new settlement which later she would call it home. Klaw could hear the urgency of nurses while taking IV’s with themselves to the patients, two doctors wheeling their patients who seemed to have done a transplant operation before, the receptionists talking to the phones and writing the names of those who wanted to leave a meeting with their doctors. Even though this gave her a lightened moment to truly appreciate, she felt lost and didn’t know where to go so she tilted her head to the sides almost panicking.

Is this how all of the interns have been before?

“Are you new here?”

A guy in violet scrubs asked her gently behind her back so she turned around only to see him smile.

“Uhm, yeah I am.”

“That’s pretty good! Are you our new nurse from Delaware?”

She chuckled. “No, actually I’m a surgical intern from London.”

“Oh, sorry.” He said sheepishly. “I’ve been asking all the new female faces here and all of them turned to be interns because we were waiting for a new internal nurse but seems like she’s vanished.” They both shared a laugh. “By the way my name’s Danny Cardinal.”

They shook their hands while nodding. “And I’m Klaudia Craig but please call me Klaw instead ‘cause there’s a loooong story about that.”

“Klaudia Craig... just give me a second to check the list.” Danny run his index finger while murmuring her name until he flipped the other page and her name was the last. “Ha! I found you... Klaudia Helena Craig, the tick is in the box. If I’m right you’re the last doctor who has applied here?”

“Uhm, yeah.” She let out a nervous laugh and scratched the back of her neck. “I actually wasn’t sure about this place to apply but- here I am.”

“Well because of Dr. Delarosa’s absence for the moment I’ll do you a quick guide.”

Danny was such a nice guy and now the first friend Klaw made in this hospital. She could see his cheeks flushed sometimes when he made eye contact with her and later he admitted that this year strangely all the new interns were so attractive. With her back-bag in one shoulder she entered the closet room to change her clothes to green scrubs until she saw a woman in her underwear. Embarrassed that she may be interrupting her, made a quick motion of closing her eyes.

“Oh, I’m sorry, sorry I’m truly sorry!” She waved her hand awkwardly and she thought that was such clueless move.

“It’s alright you can open your eyes.” Her accent let Klaw know that she could be somewhere from India. When she opened her eyes- damn it. Danny wasn’t lying that everyone were attractive. She was the greatest example of a hot woman. “And please don’t you know that this is a closet room or what?” She scoffed. “Are you shy?”

Klaw scoffed aback when her last words teased her. “No, but I don’t think I can invade someone’s privacy and that’s disrespectful y’know... maybe you were doing other things rather than changing clothes.”

“Alexa play “The Final Countdown” by Europe for Jackie Varma getting her butt roasted!” Klaw flinched when a half-naked guy barked in laughter. “I’m feeling sorry for you now Jackson.”

“Shut up Lahela!”

“So my prediction was right.” Klaw nodded slowly in acknowledgement thanks to her observation skills, she could see Jackie’s messed hair despite her efforts to put a proper bun whereas the guy named Lahela had a small glitter on the corner of his lips. And she couldn’t feel any prouder.

“You got a smart mouth sweetie don’t you?” Jackie challenged her by inching dangerously close, their faces mere inches apart. Klaw smirked knowingly and slowly lowered her head.

“I do and you should actually be afraid of me, darling.”

Jackie was caught off guard despite her efforts of staying neutral. This girl was so gorgeous and such a smart ass, she thought. She was wondering how her full lips would fit into hers and how her body would arch in the wall while doing to her the most nasty things. And when she got that look- god she thought- she looked even more sexy.

Stop it Jackie.

“I like this girl, she’s just my type.” Lahela added. “Can we please have a threesome?”

“Bryce!” Jackie shouted angrily. “That’s enough!”

So his name is Bryce.

Klaw felt her jaw tightening even though she knew that he was just messing with them. “Only in your dreams big boy.”

“Ouch you are hurting my feelings right now. Look, no one can resist my handsome face... and not even you pretty.”

“I’ll show you pretty when you’ll see yourself with your broken bones.” Klaw smiled wickedly.

“Who’s roasted now huh?”Jackie laughed while Bryce was left mouth gaped from this statement. He didn’t think that someone as beautiful as this girl could reject him in one click. She wouldn’t do that, right? Bryce Lahela had never been refused by any of the girls he encountered with- not even from boys who had tried to have an affair with him. This is was the first defeat he got slapped by and it looked like this first day was going to be a hell. But when he looked deeply in the dark and fiery brown eyes of that lady, he had hopes that she wasn’t a bad person. Maybe she was trying to shove him off or who knew... maybe it was a game plan and for that, he wanted to know more of her.

Be careful Bry. ‘Cause this girl is going to be harder than it looks like. What is she doing to me?

“Whilst I appreciate your words Varma I think we should let this girl present herself, right?”

“This time I agree with you.” Jackie was well aware of his changing of subject and in a brief moment she saw the hot guy going pale and silently thought that he had fallen for her. Yuck.

Klaw smiled. “Okay people I’m Dr. Klaudia Craig, a surgical intern with one condition- only if you call me Klaw.”

“Another scalpel jockey here?” Jackie let out her tongue in disgust. “Ewww.”

“Hell yeahhh.” Klaw rolled her eyes while Bryce was offering his hand to shake hers. “Dr. Bryce Lahela graduated at the top of the class 2020 from Harvard University and selected as the best face from all the nerds around the campus with one condition-” he kissed the back of her hand before winking “-be mine already.”

“As tempting as it may be Dr. Lahela I’m afraid I’m not the first one in your flirting list hm?”

Two can play that game, right? Bryce’s cheeks turned to a light pink as if he felt- embarrassed? Why did this girl make him feel like that? What was her real intention? One thing was for sure- she was different and mysterious. Before he could reply Jackie cut him off.

“Shit! Time is ticking! We must go immediately, the whole atrium is expecting us!”

“Who?” Klaw asked confused and with that expression made Jackie eyeing her incredulously.

“Do you live on earth or what? The doctors, our attendees, our bosses!” Klaw nodded slowly in acknowledgment since she was right. She lived in Moon. “Hurry up, we need to change!”

All of the interns were gathered as they were waiting for the attendees to come at any minute. Lots of unknown faces were about to work together in this place and lots of things were going to change forever their lives. Daniel Griffin appeared among them giving Klaw a small smile but also a relieved one. He still was worried with the yesterday’s incidence where she fought with some random street girls and almost she was caught by the police. He couldn’t ask her if she was okay because she wouldn’t tell him anyway so the only thing that caught his attention was that she was coming with other two strange guys. Not long after that his girlfriend Imy joined them and greeted with a warm smile that always crossed on her face which was why Dan fell in love with her. Again Jackie was disappointed that they were other scalpel jockeys and couldn’t wait to meet colleagues on her profile. The attendees were coming towards them with an assurance and a determination that Klaw felt a shiver on her spine. She spotted her brother (her guardian angel) Simon beside a woman who seemed to be a very important person in the hospital alongside with four other doctors whom Klaw tried to guess if one of them was Ethan Ramsey with the exception of the curly woman.

Or tried to guess- who was the surgeon she was looking after all these years?

“May I have your attention please?” The curly woman spoke up, trying her best to keep her calmness while everyone were speaking aloud until another grunting voice made them startled and turn their heads to them.

“Will you shut your fucking mouths and listen now?!”

Silence.

A genuine and a grateful smile came from the woman mouthing to the man her ‘thank you’ and he nodded in acknowledgement.

“Welcome to Edenbrook Hospital everyone! You have come a long way to be in this place and you have to always remind the Hippocrates Oath: ‘Do no harm’ which is going to be the first thing that comes to your minds. My name is Dr. Ines Delarosa and by my side is Dr. Zaid Mirani, your senior residents who will guide you in every step of the way.”

“Do not consider this as a favour because if you do, then you have to forget your big sacrifices to come here.”

When Zaid almost chewed them with his sentence, Ines tried to lighten up the mood. “But also we’re not the only doctors here- please welcome our surgeons Dr. Harper Emery, Dr. Simon Tennant and Dr. Edgar Allen!”

The speech was started by Harper who stood between the males giving her the authority that she deserved as she looked intensely to every intern.

“Thank you Dr. Delarosa. Again welcome to the most prestigious and the most competitive hospital in our country! I hope all of you have been prepared for this day and for more to come. I’m delighted to work as a neurosurgeon to help and to teach you how important is and what it means to be a surgeon. Mostly about our surgical interns- you will be tasked with a lot of cases from the easiest ones to the most complicated ones. And you have to remind yourselves that you must not neglect any patient because they are all equal and they need the same treatments. I think the doctors would agree-” her eyes flicked immediately to Simon’s, ignoring Edgar’s purposely. “- right?”

“Yes Dr. Emery especially after this looong speech everyone here is more motivated, right?” He mocked playfully while Harper was rolling her eyes.

You'll never change Simon.

“Hi! I’m Dr. Tennant as Dr. Delarosa previously mentioned and I’m a cardio thoracic surgeon, currently the chief of Cardiology Department. Which means that if you notice your heart quickening its heartbeats or if you notice that is breaking into two halves- feel free to swing by my office or in the O.R to fix it.” A laughter was heard among the interns who seemed to be more relaxed and many whispers said that he was going to be their God’s sent angel- which clearly he was. “Jokes aside- this year was the most difficult time to choose the ones you are here because of competitiveness and the strong knowledge you came from your universities, ranked at the top of your classes. What I want to say is- nothing is impossible. Everything can be achieved with work and passion for medicine if you feel it here.” He patted his chest lightly. “But if not-” he shook his head even though his smile didn’t disappear. “- then you weren’t ready for these days.”

A knowing look crossed Klaw’s face; she knew where his limits were when it came to being professional especially in medicine. He wouldn’t tolerate anyone who made unacceptable mistakes and everyone would see his worst side and wonder how this man could change so quickly- something that she was used to.

“Alright.” Harper was nodding and giving an eye to everyone and turned her gaze to the older man. “Do you want to add something Dr. Banerji?”

That’s when Ines realised that she had totally forgotten to mention Dr. Banerji’s name because of Zaid’s distraction.

So he’s Dr. Naveen Banerji- the person who accepted my application.

“Yes, thank you Harper. Well, hello everybody, for all of those who don’t know me yet- I’m Dr. Naveen Banerji the Chief of Medicine, but my real job is general surgeon which I’m very good at it rather than being a chief.” He chuckled and Klaw thought this man was truly like a father to all the interns. “I’m very happy that we have chosen the best students for our non-profit hospital and especially those who’ve already done a big difference during medical school.” Klaw didn’t notice it as Bryce whispered in her ear but Naveen gave her a briefing look before he continued what he was saying. “I hope everyone will get themselves accommodated, making new relationships uh-I meant strictly professional and friendly partnerships.” Everyone shared a laugh. “What I want to say is- if you want to be successful to your job you must at first be humans. If you want to understand the patients you must understand yourselves. And finally as Dr. Ramsey would say you should observe everyone.” Again it was heard a big laughter as he did an impression on him. “Anyways, you will have the chance to know him, now I must go back to work as you should do the same. Have a nice day doctors! We’re expecting the best from you.”

“Thank you Dr. Banerji!” When Naveen and Harper left another attending came in front of the other doctors- Dr. Edgar Allen.

“So, I think now that we have done our pleasantries, I’d like to call the surgical interns names to assign their cases whereas you internal medicine will be assigned under Dr. Delarosa’s and Dr. Mirani’s. Understood?”Everyone nodded and from the looks of it he was the harshest doctor they have encountered by far, leaving Zaid out of the black list.

“I despise this man so much.” Zaid grumbled under his breath enough for Ines to hear it.

“Don’t worry Zaid.” She assured him again with that infectious smile which made him less angry than he was. “He’s always like that. We can’t change someone’s personality hm?” He nodded in agreement.

Before calling the names Simon came closer to Edgar clearly not liking the way he was prodding.

“Shouldn’t you be less grumpy among them? It’s their first day and they don’t deserve this kind of treatment.”

“Hmph. Or what else is going to happen Dr. Tennant? I’m really curious about it ‘cause right now I’m shaking from your concern for such minions.”

Simon felt his narrowed eyes dagger in Edgar’s saying in a hushed tone. “Watch your language Dr. Allen and may I remind you where did your internship start huh?”

“Mass Kenmore.”

“Exactly. So if it wasn’t for Dr. Thorne’s insistence because you saved his life- your ass wouldn’t even reach in this position without him.” Edgar clenched his teeth in frustration knowing fully well that everything what Simon was saying was true. “Now you can continue doctor.”

With that Simon trailed off without sparing a glance to the worried look of interns noticing their little exchange not knowing what was said between them.

Klaw kept wondering where actually Dr. Ethan Ramsey was as he didn’t show up and was nowhere to be seen until Ines answered the same question raised by another intern who seemed to be just as curious as her.

“About Dr. Ramsey, we’re expecting him to come today from the Miami’s conference, so you don’t have to worry- you’ll meet him soon.” She assured the shy blonde guy who seemed to be more relieved now.

But still Klaw had gears on her mind about it if Dr. Ramsey would be present.

And how do we say it?

Some things happen in the most unexpected ways.

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Chapter 2: “First Impressions”

#open heart fan fiction #open heart choices #open heart fan fic #my mc #klaw craig #my writing #rookie writer

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magic5ball · 4 years ago

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Nature Trail to Hell Arc IV: Megamart of Darkness (4)

Chapter 4: Don’t Try This at Home (or School, or Work, or within 500 Miles of the United States of America…)

The Elves ‘Master Disguise’ involved putting me in an old shopping bag, so the cops wouldn’t think some feathery old lady was abducting kids. But where the more superficial aspects of the disguise worked, the Elves kinda blew it with transportation. See, if you’ve ever gone to Philly, even at night, you know entering the city involves going through five miles of bumper to bumper, exhaust grimed CARS, something my little friends weren’t exactly itching to wait through. That’s where the fire extinguishers came in. Using the power of marshmallow fluff (that is what they call the stuff in fire extinguishers, right?) we rocketed over the grumpy clunkers, surfing across car roofs on our way into the city. Thankfully, this was around the time the Gamekid Doublescreen Edition had come out, so everyone was too distracted to see a hobo with a shopping cart denting the hoods of their precious automobiles.

Once in the city, the elves discarded the extinguishers in favor of that limp, sullen walk people usually associate with hobos all the way up to the shining lights of City Hall. I hopped out of the bag as the elves wheeled off into the city, but not before doing one last favor. From the trench coat the middle elf pulled out a half-eaten bag of Cheetos, flinging it in my direction. Nerves still antsy, I snatched the thing on reflex.

“A gift, should you find yourself beset by borborygmos.” They honked. “We would have procured a full bag, but Gerald-“ A bite from the goose beneath them shut them right up.

“Ah, but we must make haste. Gaia’s Favor be with you, Watterson Tostig, and good luck.”

With that, the carted into the dark streets of the city. I was on my own. I stared at the building in awe. It might not have been that tall, but when you’re ten and the thing is lit up by dramatic spotlights, it might as well be Mount McKinley.

Naturally, I set to climbing right away. Just like they said (er, ‘foretold’), a whole lot of stuff was covered in spikes, yet when I touched them, I didn’t feel pain, only a faint, buzzing sensation, my human half keeping me from getting totally harmed. It was a bit of a slow going, as I couldn’t let anyone see me, but otherwise I had an easy time. In fact, it was strangely easier than the rope climbing in gym class (though not having Coach Harley constantly on my back might have been part of it). That is, until I made my first big mistake. See, I was feeling a bit puckish, having only eaten a donut hole and some jerky in the last day, so after I has mostly up the main tower (just above the clock, but under the statues of birds and important people) I plopped myself on a ledge and took a little cheese puff break. Have to admit, the view was nice, even with every building in sight being at least a full ten stories higher. Wondered how old Billy Penn felt about this, despite the promise nothing was ever supposed to get higher than his hat.

No sooner had I started digging into the cheesy, powdery goodness than a pair of bright spotlights shone in my eyes. When I finally winked away the brightness, what I saw paralyzed me with fear. It was the giant floating head of none other than Founding Father Benjamin Franklin, the First President of the United States of America! And he wasn’t alone, either: there was someone atop this head, holding Ben’s hair like a pair of reigns. I darn near dropped my cheese puffs (thank Lord I didn’t!) when I saw who it was. It couldn’t be. It shouldn’t be! But there he was, grinning like a demon, moonlight glinting off his pitch black beard.

“Miss me, b!tch?!”

#My writing #Nature Trail To Hell #shel silverstein #philadelphia #william penn #geese

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okaybutlikeimagine · 5 years ago

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Imagine billy running into Neil and going back home to Hoppers with a bruised face and Hopper just...Angry Papa Bear Activated

ohnOOO augh okay (get ready for ANGST CENTRAL but) i think about this so often too bc Hawkins is SUCH a small town and there’s just no way they wouldn’t cross paths, y’know?? And that makes me so scared for the boy bc just… imagine???

Billy stopping by the grocery store to grab some more milk bc El spilled a bunch this morning and she had nearly cried about it bc she felt so bad but Billy helped her clean it up and told her he’d pick some up today. But he got swept up hanging out with Steve after school and now it’s about 6 and Billy is walking out of the store with the milk and a little box of cookies in his grocery bag when…

Billy nearly turns on his heels and walks back into the store. Briefly wonders how stupid it’d be to just walk home. Maybe run home? No, that’d be even more humiliating.

It’s just that, there’s Neil. Leaning up against the driver’s side of Billy’s Camaro, left arm crossed over his chest and the right extended to tap his heavy fingers on the hood of the car. He’s looking down at his fingers, jaw locked in place, maybe hasn’t seen Billy yet?

And Billy’s blood is cold but bubbling and his eyes feel like they’re pricking with tears and he’s mad at it. He’s mad that that’s his immediate reaction. He’s mad he has to see this fucking asshole now that his life finally got better without him. He’s mad at himself for thinking that he’d be able to avoid him in this small as fuck town.

He walks up and tells himself Neil wouldn’t do anything out here in public. Neil knows that Billy got adopted by the Chief of Police. He knows everyone respects Hop. He knows everyone knows Hop got custody. It was a big deal, but mostly because everyone was confused. There was no evidence of anything bad happening to Max or to Susan. There was barely evidence that anything bad happened to Billy and it took a lot to convince people bc of how often Billy was getting into fights. Not a lot to do in Hawkins but talk, and everyone wondered why Hop wanted to take the boy in when they knew he just recently adopted a little girl as well. Hop only got custody bc the judge was a good friend of his and owed him a favor and Hop begged him to trust him, he had seen this.

Billy didn’t blame Max for being too scared to testify. He did his damnedest not to blame Susan, either. And Billy still drives Max to school every day and made her promise to tell him if absolutely anything happened at home. Be it to her or to Susan or even just Neil punching a wall or something. Made her absolutely swear she’d tell him bc “hey, I have an in with the Chief of Police now.”

But nothing ever happens. Max swears it doesn’t. Neil is still grumpy and non-responsive and kind of an asshole, but he hasn’t done anything to either of them. Susan doesn’t question it. She shushes Max when she tries to bring Billy up.

But here Neil is, waiting for Billy in plain sight, leaning against his car and turning those harsh eyes onto Billy like fucking nothing has changed. Like Billy still needs to answer to him. Slips right back into it like he’s been saving it all up just for him. Like his blue eyes and blond hair just do it for him or something.

Billy keeps his back straight, chest out, chin forward. He’s not gonna give in to this assshole.

“William.”

Billy heart stutters and his mind reels and fuck.

“Neil.”

Neil’s eyes get harder, squinting like Billy just spit at him or something. “Is that any way to talk to your father?”

“You’re not my father.”

And with that, Neil’s hand claps down hard on Billys shoulder, gripping it like a vice and his eyes are boring into Billy and the people around them stop to look. They both notice.

“Let’s not do this here, huh?” Neil asks, voice still authoritative but feigning casual pleasantries. Like he’s asking Billy to just go on a walk with him.

Neil slips his arm around Billy’s shoulders and guides him forcefully around the grocery store. Billy can’t help himself- he sends a scared look to a woman who hasn’t been able to stop staring at the two. Billy might have imagined it, but he thinks he sees her give a small nod before she runs into the store.

Billy feels the bruises blooming on his face by the time the cop car rolls up. Officer Callahan and Officer Powell step out. Callahan walks Billy over to his car while Powell talks to Neil about what just happened.

“Y’know kid, I can-”

“I just wanna go home.”

Callahan rubs the back of his neck.

“Don’t suppose I could get you to come down to the station to talk to us about what happened?”

“No.”

“Uh… Billy. He’s just gonna keep getting away with it if you don’t say something-”

“He doesn’t do shit to his wife or to Max. I’m fine.”

Callahan nods and hands Billy his grocery bag.

But when Billy gets home… Hop’s eyes are tight. They must have called him.

“Billy-”

“Save it.” Billy growls, heading for the kitchen. “I brought milk and some cookies.”

He puts the milk in the fridge and turns to see Hopper standing there, hands in his pockets.

“Where’d those bruises come from?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know.”

There’s a pause. Everything inside of Billy is bubbling as he looks at that concern paint Hopper’s face again and there are needles of tears in his eyes and his chest is getting tight when-

“He doesn’t deserve you, Billy.”

And Billy just wants to collapse. He takes a few steps and just falls into a hug with Hopper and just wants to scream but there’s not a lot of air in his chest as he sobs and grips Hopper tight and his eyebrows are knitted together hard and he thinks about how he just fell into submission again when Neil raised his hand and fuck I really am a trained dog, huh?

“Fuck!” Billy yells, ripping himself away from Hopper to pick up whatever’s closest to him and throw it and it happens to be a pillow from the couch but he doesn’t throw it because there’s El, standing in the doorway of her room and looking at Billy sadly. He drops the pillow.

“Billy?”

He clears his throat.

“Sorry short stuff.” He rubs harshly at the side of his face. “I uh… I got some cookies.”

And El just hugs him and they sit on the couch as Hopper pours them out some milk and cookies and El apologizes for the “bad man” and Billy looks shaken to high hell, eyes red from the tears that were there and he’s shaking and Hop is seeing RED.

And all Hopper wants to do right now is hunt that man down and slaughter him. Like, he’s fully ready to go beat that man black and blue for what he’s done to this child bc Hopper lost his own child in such a horrific way and having a kid is such a blessing and treating them like this????

Fuck no.

He thinks real hard about beating Neil up, but he knows he can’t. Knows he can’t do anything legal either unless Billy wants to and he doesn’t so he can’t.

So Hop gets real fucking petty and gives Neil traffic tickets and parking tickets allll the time and kind of bullies him when he sees him. Uses the few extra inches he has over the man to look down on him hard and get him shaking until he’s rushing to his car. And maybe it’s not how a cop is supposed to act… but it feels like some kind of punishment to this asshole and it’s the best Hop can do.

(((also this totally made me think of this scene from Fresh Prince of Bel-Air and if you haven’t seen it please watch and be ready for your heart to break bc AUGH 3)))

#billy hargrove #chief jim hopper #eleven #el hopper #jane hopper #billy hopper #billy gets adopted #hopper is a dad #and he's an ANGRY one!!#bc FUCK THESE SHITTY FATHERS AMIRITE #stranger things #sorry this isn't so much Hopper being a dad as it is me cryin over billy #i might wanna write a fic of this stuff bc WOWW guys #i just??????#that scene from fresh prince that i linked??#i think of that all the time #and if you want some more scenes from TV shows that'll make you cry then hit me up #there's a scene from family ties that i think about all the time and it makes me wanna SOB #like it really gets me every time #anywayy #seriously i'm sorry this is more me explaining where i think billy's life is w/ Neil and Max rather than Hopper bein a dad #and i don't wanna upset anyone but alluding to Hopper being kind of a bad cop???#but it's just to Neil!!#and people he KNOWS are shitty...???#he's a small town cop who used to get drunk and pop pills on the JOB he's just???#he's tryin his best!!!#ask #anonymous #thanks sososososo much for this ask #bc i saw it and immediately got so ready to write it

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ashfountainfanfics · 5 years ago

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It’s weird to be squatting in the Byers’ empty house. It feels too big and hollow. Steve hadn’t been in it often enough to remember the layout but there’s the ghosts of furniture past etched into the carpet. It’s weird to think that a family lived here; that they had normal Christmases and birthdays. That they ate breakfasts and played music. Now there’s nothing but indents and faded spots.

Steve and Billy mostly stay in the living room camped out in a nest of stray blankets and a couple pillows. It feels the least invasive of their options. A cooler sits nearby but Steve already knows that the sodas and snacks in it are probably lukewarm by now.

Steve rolls over to his left to look at Billy. The poor guy has a sheen of sweat across his whole body and his hair is flat. Still, Steve fights the urge to curl up with him. It’s impossible to keep physical contact up in this heat and Hawkins won’t really cool down until mid October. Not that they can stay here much longer.

Steve hears movements in the other room. He quickly scrambles to put some distance between himself and Billy. The rug scratches at his knees and he briefly says a prayer that Billy isn’t naked under that sheet he’s wrapped himself in.

Dustin appears in the living room through one of the bedroom doors. The sound from earlier had been him climbing into the window and hauling snacks and other provisions with him. Steve mentally berates himself again for breaking Joyce’s window a few days ago but he wasn’t entirely sure of where else to go.

“Henderson,” Steve attempts a greeting but his throat is dry.

Dustin picks up on this and pulls out a large thermos. Steve tries not to guzzle down all of the cold water in one go but half ends up sacrificed to his thirst.

“It’s okay,” Dustin lets him know quietly, “I brought another one for... him.”

Dustin doesn’t seem too pleased about bringing anything for Billy if the avoidance of his name is any indication. Billy snores a little and flips onto his back. Steve doesn’t realize that he’s smiling until he notices that Dustin’s caught him.

“You don’t have to do that,” Dustin says, irritated, as he turns to pack food and drinks into the cooler.

Steve feels a flush come up to his cheeks and it’s not just the morning heat. It’s not possible that Dustin knows right? El swore to secrecy and Steve hadn’t even hinted at anything. It’s not that he doesn’t want to tell Dustin or maybe it is. It’s not reassuring to come out to anyone about this when Steve’s own parents gave him the boot over it.

“Do what?” Steve asks, immediately regretting it.

Dustin closes the lid on the cooler and looks Steve square in the eye. His lip line is tight, still irritated. Steve feels like he’s about to lose a friend, a sibling even. Dustin’s the little brother he never had and to have that family reject him too somehow hurts more. He chose Dustin and Steve’s praying that Dustin chooses him back right now.

“You two sleep together. In summer. You’re staying together and he’s not hurt anymore. You look at him like you looked at Nancy and even Robin sometimes. I’m not dumb! Stop treating me like I’m dumb!”

Billy stirs a bit at the outburst but manages to quickly fall back asleep. Dustin’s not really yelling so much as raising his voice a bit. Steve feels like Dustin is yelling, feels like he’s screaming.

“You’re not dumb,” Steve is talking in a panic, no filter, “you are the smartest kid- smartest person I’ve ever known.”

“Then why are you trying to hide it?”

“Because- because people might-“

“From me! Why are you trying to hide it from me?!”

Billy does wake up this time. He peers sleepily at Steve and Dustin. He groans and sits up on the floor.

“I’m guessing curly top figured us out?” Billy asks Steve while Steve still sits five feet away and dumbstruck.

“Days ago,” Dustin says through gritted teeth, “and my name is Dustin.”

Billy’s eyebrow ticks up in consideration of this child and how he’s holding his ground. Steve feels like he should intervene but there aren’t any words in his mouth. He’s just sitting on the floor completely stupid and silent.

“You got a problem then?” Billy challenges.

“Yeah I do.”

Steve braces himself for the worst. He can hear Dustin’s voice in his head saying terrible things; calling him a faggot and a queer. He tries to shield himself against the thought of cutting ties, of never seeing little mop top Henderson again. Briefly he debates saying this is all a joke and he’s not gay or anything but Dustin’s not stupid. Lying would make it worse. He’s going to make his choice and Steve is going to have to deal with losing someone important.

“Why you?” Dustin asks, “You tried to hurt us way before The Mind Flayer got to you. Your sister had to beat the snot out of you just to get you away from us! You’re a jerk and an asshole and you’re one of the bad guys!”

Dustin directs himself to Steve not allowing Billy the opportunity to defend himself.

“You’re one of the good guys!” Dustin says, his voice cracking, “You’re my friend and you save people. This guy beat you up, remember? He tried to kill us! Good guys don’t date assholes!”

Steve tries to process to the best of his ability but given the expectations he had it isn’t easy. He notices that Billy looks amused at all this but that doesn’t help. Steve stands to his feet.

“Wait… wait so-“ Steve’s brain posits his conclusion, “your problem is that Billy’s an asshole?”

“Yeah!”

“Not because he’s...a guy?”

“No!”

Dustin looks like he wants to throw something at Steve because he’s being stupid but he doesn’t. Steve starts to laugh and mutters the word ‘unbelievable’ to himself. The laughter suddenly turns into crying and Steve can’t stop it.

Billy’s at Steve’s side now and he notices that he’s not naked as he had feared earlier and thank God for that. Steve hides his face behind his hands because crying is embarrassing. He didn’t realize how mortifying it is to cry like this.

“Hey, hey no,” Billy says firmly and pulls his hands down.

Billy cradles Steve’s face and wipes away the tears with his thumbs. He rests his head against Steve’s. His attempts to speak soothingly come out as more of a gruff, hushed tone. It’s still works for Steve though and he leans into being comforted.

“It’s my turn, okay?” Billy reassures him as best as he can, “Don’t hold back. Fuck it.”

“Steve?” Dustin asks quietly.

“Hey you did enough you little-“ Billy turns, teeth bared and ready to fight a child.

“No,” Steve stops Billy from turning his fury on Dustin, “it’s happy crying. It’s good. I’m fine. I didn’t know happy crying exists but I’m- I’m good.”

Steve takes a deep breath and gives Billy’s hand a squeeze before stepping back. He smiles at Dustin cautiously.

“So the being a queer part,” he clarified, “it doesn't bother you?”

Dustin smiles.

“Do you know how many times me and my friends have been called queer? Or toothless or fat or dorky? If I thought any of those things were bad those assholes would have gotten to me. I told you; high school shit is stupid.”

“You really are the smartest person I know.”

Steve crosses the room and gives Dustin a hug. He pats his back and Dustin pats in return. Steve’s can’t believe how brilliant and caring this kid is. He pulls back and chuckles.

“We’re family,” Dustin says before glancing quickly at Billy, “I still think he’s an asshole though.”

“He’s working on it. I used to be the asshole boyfriend remember? Now look at me.”

“You look like you need a tissue.”

Steve laughs and wipes his nose with the collar of his shirt. He then ruffles Dustin’s hair and Dustin grimaces.

“You smell like you need a shower,” Dustin points out, backing away.

“We’re, uh, kind of camping so,” Steve shrugs.

“We’re squatting,” Billy corrects him.

“Either way,” Steve sends minor eye daggers to Billy, “it doesn’t come with showers. Think you could help us find one?”

—-

Steve quietly thanks God for the cool air blasting in the video store. He’s also thankful that Mrs Henderson attends Bible study on Tuesday mornings because her convenient absence allowed for Steve and Billy some much needed hygiene at her home.

Steve’s also grateful his parents let him take one of the cars. Of course they wanted him off the property as quickly as possible so it made sense to gift him a getaway vehicle. That night was tough and Steve doesn’t like to think about it too much. He can still remember when his dad came too and his mother sobbing that they smelled like sex. It’s a good thing Billy had knocked out Steve’s father already because the man looked like he was ready to kill Steve right then and there if Billy wasn’t there to stop him.

“Hey dingus,” Robin calls out affectionately, “you feel like having a scary movie night sometime soon? I’m sure my dad would be thrilled to see me bring a boy home.”

She’s been caught up already. Steve had called her that night before heading out. The last thing he wanted was for her to show up for a pre work swim and have to confront the very irate Mr and Mrs Harrington. Steve knows that the movie offer is more a means to give him temporary refuge than a social call but he appreciates the effort.

“How would your dad feel about bringing home two boys?” Steve asks flatly.

Robin’s shelving tapes while Steve mans the front but other than the two of them there isn’t a soul in sight.

“Right,” she says, “can’t forget about your grumpy other half.”

It puts Steve on edge to talk about it in public spaces despite knowing they’re in the clear. He checks the store over just in case and then rests his gaze on the door. There’s a bell on it so really the staring isn’t necessary but Steve’s not taking any chances.

“He’s not grumpy he’s-“

“Stoic? Reserved?” Robin offers as she audibly rummages through her box of tapes, “Butch?”

Steve rolls his eyes and doesn’t give her the satisfaction of an answer. She comes around the counter and hops up to take a seat.

“Relax,” Robin stretches her arms up high, “I like your boy toy. I swear.”

“Shouldn’t you finish off that box?”

“You know the manager and I are cool. Besides I can always blame you.”

She lays backwards and dangles her torso off the counter. Her back pops and Steve shudders.

“Okay, enough,” he leaves the counter and heads for the box of tapes, “I’ll do it. And stop dicking around on the counter, you’ll get hurt.”

“Sure thing, dad,” Robin hops down and follows Steve, “Are you okay? Seriously. You seem like you’re having a bad day.”

It shouldn’t be a bad day. Steve got a shower and a Snickers for breakfast. Dustin accepts him in his newfound gay identity. Billy has an interview down at the garage. This is a good day, isn’t it?

“I’m sorry,” Steve sighs, “I guess I’m not looking forward to going back to that sweat box I’m squatting at. No power, no water. It’s awful.”

Robin gets unnaturally quiet but Steve doesn’t stop going through the second half of the box. He comes across a copy of Star Wars: Return of the Jedi. It’s a movie he’s never actually seen and he doubts Billy has either. It looks like it would be right up Dustin’s alley and it’s probably something Robin’s seen. He rummages for any other titles starting with an ‘s’.

“What are you and Billy going to do?” Robin asks solemnly as Steve makes his way to the right shelf with a stack of video tapes.

“I… I don’t know.”

There’s a greater context to that and Steve is horrified as he slowly sinks into it. This is what they’re doing now but where will they go next? For how long? It’s not common to see two guys living together and really what would be their excuse? They couldn’t pass for brothers and the mere thought of posing as such makes Steve feel a bit grossed out. They’re boyfriends not relatives but they can’t get caught.

“I think I know why I’m having a bad day,” Steve shoves the rest of the tapes on the shelf, damning any sense of alphabetical order.

Steve walks past the box, past the counter and Robin, and right up to the door. He doesn’t understand what he’s doing but can’t stop. Robin looks bewildered as Steve holds open the door to the afternoon heat. He pauses there and lets the warm air graze his cheeks. He breathes it in and it’s almost suffocating.

“Steve?”

“I’m sorry. I have to- I’m sorry,” Steve manages to apologize before taking off down the street at a brisk pace. The heat immediately clings to his body and it makes him move faster. He’s headed toward the center of town but his mind has no true destination. It’s as if his body thinks that if he keeps moving then eventually everything will feel lighter.

“Wait! Steve! Steve!”

Robin sidles up to Steve’s pace after a minute or two. The keys to the video rental store are jingling her hand. He glances at her in utter confusion but doesn’t stop. He isn’t exactly expecting a copilot on this miniature breakdown.

“I am a band nerd, you ass, we don’t run!” She berates him with a light slap on the shoulder.

This doesn’t phase him and he continues his walk at the same speed. They’ve gone about a block and a half away from the store. Out in the day to day of Hawkins only the elderly, a few housewives, and a pack of kids ditching are running about. None of them have the slightest idea of what’s going on in Steve’s head and he supposes that means he’s in good company. They move quickly and quietly out of his way.

“Where are we going?” Robin demands fiercely.

“I don’t know!” Steve shouts back at her and breaks his stride, “I don’t know where I’m going and where we are going or where anything is going! I don’t know!”

Steve’s breathing is rapid and heavy. He looks down at his hands and sees that they’re shaking. It’s not fear or anger that’s fueling him. He can’t name what it is but it feels a lot like when you’re squaring off against a monster or running for your life. Robin looks him over with a sense of unease plainly on her face. She takes one of his shaking hands and laces her fingers into it.

“Whaaa-”

But Steve doesn’t get to finish his question because Robin starts walking again. She pulls him behind her but Steve quickly adjusts and starts moving with her. His hands aren’t shaking now and his heartbeat starts to even out. He tries to question Robin again.

“Where are we-“

“You’ll find out.”

“What about the store?”

“I’ve abandoned a job before, haven’t you?” Robin is teasing but her voice stays serious and she keeps moving.

It occurs to Steve that they’ve got a perfectly good car waiting for them back at their job but it’s too late now. Robin’s in charge of this break down and she leads him to Hawkins high and then past Hawkins high to where the trees start up again. Steve still can’t tell where this journey is going but he respectfully follows in silence. Robin takes very determined steps through the grass and small patches of fallen leaves until they come upon a massive tree and she stops. She lets go of Steve’s hand and looks at the tree with a sense of reverence.

“Climb,” she instructs Steve.

“What? Climb? Seriously?”

Robin doesn’t offer any further explanation as she’s already pulling herself up on the branches. She moves in a way that can only be described as precise. Steve mimicks her movements as best as he can but tree climbing doesn’t come naturally to him. He lags behind by a minute and pulls himself onto a large branch adjacent to the one Robin’s selected as her perch.

“Okay, I climbed, now what the fuck are we doing?”

Steve tries not to awkwardly straddle the branch. He attempts to bring both legs to one side almost like riding side saddle but decides there’s more dignity in straddling. He presses his back to the trunk of the tree. The bark is itchy but the shade keeps everything cool.

“All settled?” Robin asks sarcastically.

“As I’ll ever be,” Steve laments.

“Good, now just shut up and listen, okay?”

Robin takes a deep breath to prepare herself. Steve feels like maybe he shouldn’t be looking at her. The mood seems rather intimate and it isn’t like when she came out about herself before. There were drugs and blood then. The situation deemed a sense of vulnerability but here things feel more personal, more deliberate. Steve looks out over the town of Hawkins and really takes in the view he’s been gifted. Robin stares out as well and speaks softly, just barely loud enough to be heard by Steve.

“Tammy never loved me and she was never going to love me no matter how in love with her I was but that didn’t stop me from dreaming. I used to come up here and think about how beautiful things looked if you could just manage to put yourself above all the bull shit.

I liked to pretend that someday I’d bring her up here and then she’d understand almost like it was magic and she’d kiss me and I’d kiss her. It could all fall in place if I could just have a sign, if I could only be that brave.

But it didn’t.

And the more time I spent here the more I realized that even if Tammy felt the same way as I did, what the fuck would that mean for us? I could never take her to the movies or go to dinner. I couldn’t take her to prom. Do you know how beautiful she was at junior prom? I saw her in passing; she was getting into Kevin Laney’s car and- God, I never thought I’d ever want to be my neighbor Kevin Laney but I would have sold my soul to switch places with him for just that night, even just for a minute, so I could tell her that she’s beautiful.

I don’t have anywhere to go either whether I ever have someone or not-”

“You will,” Steve interrupts, “Robin, you are the most amazing girl in the world. If we weren’t- you know I’d-”

“I know. It’s not about that though. You’re lucky in a way; you found someone who’s like you and, sure, he’s kind of emotionally stunted and prickly but he loves you. That doesn’t make the logistics of being this way any easier. You’re actually way more likely to get found out but at least… at least you’re not alone.”

Steve doesn’t have anything to say to that. His experience in being interested in the same sex is so different from Robin’s to the point that there isn’t much to relate to. Steve’s realization was sudden and surprising whereas Robin’s was a secret she’s been sitting on for God knows how long. Steve’s in a relationship and has been in other relationships and Robin’s never been in one at all, gay or otherwise. Even the sexuality itself is different; Robin only likes women and Steve likes, well, Steve likes women and Billy and that’s all he knows right now.

“I’d give anything not to feel alone,” Robin swipes her the back of her hand across her nose to stifle a sniffle.

“You’re not alone,” Steve replies quietly, “I know I’m not- I know I can’t change how things are but we’re friends and I won’t leave you. Okay? Does that help?”

“Sure, dingus.”

She smiles at him and tosses a leaf. It floats down to the ground slowly and when Robin looks back up the light through the trees hits her features just right. Steve knows that he’d die for her because she’s beautiful and smart and brave. More than that, he’ll find a way to help her be happy because if anyone deserves to be happy it’s her.

“Y’know, there has to be other girls who like girls,” Steve says.

“Well they’re not in Hawkins that’s for sure.”

“So then let’s leave Hawkins.”

Robin rolls her eyes.

“Oh yeah, sure, let’s just leave!”

Steve listens to his own throw away comment and he lights up. His body seems to jolt with new energy, good energy.

“Why not? Yeah. Let’s leave! There has got to be somewhere out there where Billy and I can be ourselves and where you can find a girlfriend! I mean what’s the gayest place you can think of?”

“Steve, I don’t think that’s advertised in a travel brochure.”

“Okay but there has to be somewhere where it’s easier. We just have to think! And you, you’re good at research and stuff! We’ll just leave! You and me and Billy! You pick a place and Billy and I will save the money and we’ll go!”

Robin turns to face her whole body toward Steve. Her hand on the trunk keeps her steady. Steve is smiling and so satisfied with his idea. It’s so simple he wonders why he hadn’t thought of it earlier.

“You really mean it.”

“Hell yeah! Who says we have to stay in Hawkins? Let’s go.”

Robin is quiet while she thinks it over. A short distance away, Steve can hear the sound of his former high school. Technically Robin has another year there but she’s so far ahead in her classes that her senior year mostly consists of like three classes and band if Steve remembers right. He could save loads of money in a single school year and with Billy saving too they could probably buy a house in this idealized version of Gay, USA. Granted there’s still the matter of where to stay in the meantime but that’s small potatoes as far as Steve’s concerned. He has a plan and it’ll work. It has to work.

“Okay,” Robin says, “After I graduate, I’ll go. We’ll all go.”

“Yes!” Steve throws a fist in the air and loses his balance.

It isn’t until Steve hits the ground that he realizes that the same hand he’d just gestured with is now broken.

#harringrove #sthhch5 #stranger things have happened ff #short chapter

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