#wait no maybe I shouldn't confess to that... UHH

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

The One I've Been Waiting For {Part 10 of 13}

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Summary: Billy Hargrove is just one of the many students you're supposed to help. The last thing you expect from your interaction is that he'll start flirtt with you... Much less that Billy would stir up feelings you'd rather keep hidden. Despite the mutual sentiments that soon enough start to grow, there are a lot of reasons for whatever it is to be left alone, and one of them is your age...

{Stranger Things Masterlist}

A/N: In this story, reader is 5 years older than Billy, who's 18.

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Love Confessions

 The sun makes you use your hand to protect your eyes as you step out of Liam's car. Tanya is especially happy today, excited to get a tan. She never thought Hawkins would have weather like this, and honestly, neither did you.

 “I hope this heat wave never leaves,” Liam says, smiling as the three of you enter the pool. “You know what? We should visit the lakes this weekend.”

 “Count me in.” You agree.

 “Double date. Me and Tany, you and Billy. What do you think?”

 Blushing, you roll your eyes. “Maybe. Guess you'll only know when we get there.”

 “Over there,” Tanya says and you follow her to an empty table.

 “We should've come sooner,” Liam complains and both you and Tanya roll your eyes. “What? Next time I'll come alone and you'll have to come by yourselves, ladies.”

 “Oh my God, Liam. What would we do without you to drive us around.” Her sarcastic tone makes you laugh.

 “You're so funny, Tany.” Liam snaps before looking around. “Is there someone famous visiting Hawkins? Because half the women here are looking over there.” He gestures at the other side of the pool.

 “Show time, ladies.” You hear a woman saying in a low voice somewhere to your right.

 Chuckling, you pinch your eyebrows together. But the confusion soon vanishes when you see exactly what they're talking about. Or better saying, who.

 Billy comes out of the locker looking like a movie star. All eyes are on him, and so are yours. It feels like he's walking in slow motion, or maybe it's just your brain that's halfway through a mental breakdown. You've seen him shirtless before, but this is different, you're not sure how.

 “(Y/N)? Are you in there?” Tanya snaps her fingers right on your face, and you look away from Billy, clearing your throat.

 “I'm here.” Taking a look around, at all the girls drooling over Billy, you feel your stomach burning with anger. Chewing on the inside of your cheek, do your best not to think about what they're thinking. “I'm not sure coming to this stupid pool was a good idea.” It comes out suddenly, in a bitter tone. “The lakes are way better.”

 “Uhh. Someone's jealous.” Liam chants and you turn at him, arms crossed. “If you're going to kill me, do it before next month's exam, please.”

 “Shut up, Liam.” You tell him, looking for anything in your bag that can distract you from the whole thing.

 “Hey, Princess.” Both the voice and the pet name make you raise your head, finding the center of all attention standing right before you. “You shouldn't have come,” Billy says as he walks around the table, coming closer to you. “How am I supposed to look over the pool with you here? You'll distract me.”

 “If it makes you feel better, you're distracting almost everyone here.” Tilting your head at the pool, you cross your arms. “Even the married women are thirsting over you.”

 “Jealous much?” He says, bending over to whisper in your ear.

 Biting your lip, you push him away, a hand on his chest. “Not in public.”

 “As you wish.” He smirks, nodding at your friends. “Need help applying sunscreen?”

 “I applied it at home.” With a smirk, you shrug your shoulders. “Now, go lifeguard. Go watch the pool.” You push him away, but Billy holds your arm, giggling.

 “Won't you let me go?”

 “Never.”

 You suddenly feel your friends' eyes on you, and when you give them a look, they're both staring. Clearing your throat, you turn to face Billy again. “Really, you should go. I don't want you to lose your job.”

 “Fine. But when the pool closes, don't go. Wait for me, alright?”

 “What for?”

 “Just don't go.” Pulling you closer, he places a kiss on your cheek.

 Blushing like a tomato, you bite your lip and nod, watching as he walks away to his post.

 “Look, I don't know about you ladies, but I'm going to swim a little.” Liam kisses Tanya and gives you a significant look before gesturing at Billy.

 Rolling your eyes, you sigh. “Let's join the girls playing volleyball, Tany.”

 “Let's go.”

 Before following her, you take the dress off, revealing the two-piece swimsuit, purple, pink, and black. As you walk along the pool, you shoot Billy a glance. He was already staring, so you give him a smirk and a wink.

 The rest of the day goes by slowly, with you and your friends enjoying an entire afternoon of not talking about college. But soon enough the sun is setting, and people start to leave. Tanya and Liam hang around until there's barely anyone here, and when they leave, you move your stuff to the table next to Billy's chair. Taking off his sunglasses, the man looks down at you.

 “You look absolutely beautiful, you know that right?” He says before jumping to the ground. “Been dying to tell you that.”

 “You're breathtaking yourself. When you came out of the locker all the women here were staring.”

 “You were jealous.” Billy pulls you closer, a hand around your waist.

 “Mind the public.” You tell him with a whisper.

 “The last person already left. And I told my fellow colleagues to leave earlier.”

 “Mmm.” Mumbling, you let him pull you to him until you're pressed against his chest. “So, will you tell me what this is about?”

 “We have the pool all to ourselves.” He starts walking, forcing you to move backward. “And no public to get in the way.”

 “Are you even allowed to do that?”

 “Who cares? I won't be here in Summer so they're welcome to fire me if they want.” That said, Billy moves suddenly, picking you up. “Better hold your breath, Princess.”

 And you only have time to do as he says before he jumps in the pool, pulling you down with him before you both move back to the surface. You're laughing when you're above the water, wrapping your arms around his neck. “You know what? I call this a special occasion.”

 Billy's lips break into a beautiful smile before he kisses you. It's wet at first, because of the water, but soon enough his taste overcomes everything. You want to kiss Billy all the damn time, and you have no idea why you don't.

 Oh, it's because you don't see the point of making out with someone you have nothing with.

 The thought makes you pull away, catching your breath.

 “Hey. What's wrong?” He caresses your cheek, making you look up at him again.

 “What are we?” You can't help but ask, wondering if this is a mistake. “You know what, never mind. I don't want to ruin the moment.”

 “What do you want us to be?” He says in a low voice, strong arms holding you close. “Because I made it clear what I want.”

 “I don't want to be just another fling.” Speaking low, you hope he can't see your blushing cheeks. “I want something real. Solid. Something that lasts.”

 “We have to talk then,” Billy states and you both start moving to the edge.

 Pinching your eyebrows together, you let Billy help you climb off. “If you look at my ass, Billy Hargrove, I swear to God-” And you push yourself up, looking down at him. “-I'll punch you in the face.”

 “Then you can't look either, baby.” He mutters as he comes out as well, a smirk on his face. “Come, let's sit.” Billy takes you to the table near his lifeguard chair, passing you a towel before taking one to himself.

 “What is it you want to talk about?”

 Billy sighs, and you sit side by side, bodies turned toward each other. “I'm going to California when school is over.”

 Nodding, you look down at your hands, keeping the towel from falling off your shoulders. “I know.” Your heart sinks, and you start mentally counting the days you'll still have him around. “Then what-”

 “I want you to come with me.”

 Raising your eyes at him, you freeze. “What?” You ask, but no sound comes out. “What do you mean by that, Billy?”

 “I mean I want you to come with me. Live with me.” He takes your hand, placing a kiss on your knuckles. “I can't picture myself going and leaving you behind but I can't picture myself staying...”

 “I don't want you to stay, not even because of me. This place isn't for you and you need to stay away from, well, your father. I just-”

 “You won't live with someone you're not in a relationship with, I know.” He smiles, bringing one hand to caress your chin. “Be my girlfriend, (Y/N).”

 Gasping, you bite your lip. This isn't about saying yes to being his girlfriend. It's about saying yes to moving to the other sound of the country. That's a lot. “We need a plan. And you need to be sure because if I move there with you and you dump me, I won't be mad, I'll be furious.”

 Billy laughs, shaking his head lightly. “I would never propose such a thing if I wasn't sure I wanted you with me.”

 “I'd have to transfer to a University there. And I'll have to start the process now so when I go it'll all be ready and we'll need a place to live and–”

 “Slow down, Princess.” He cuts you off with a smile, furrowing his eyebrows. “Actually, go on. Because all that means your answer is yes.”

 He got you there. You're making plans already, thinking about everything you'll need to do to go. Even before saying the word. “I guess...” You mutter, looking down at your hands again. “But there's a lot we have to go through before doing that.”

 “A friend of mine has a job for me. They pay enough to rent a small apartment. I have some savings as well and I plan on getting into college. But if you're coming I could wait until you graduate and-”

 “If we're doing this we have to plan it together.” You say, mind racing as you stand up, pacing around and leaving the towel behind. The sun is almost down, and the shadows are mixed with an orange, golden light. “California is a big city so that means a lot of job opportunities and I can pull up a part-time job. Actually, I can have some recommendation letters that would get me a nice job during college.”

 Billy comes after you, and you turn to look at him. “I don't wanna mess up your studying.”

 “I can do both. And we'd have a house to keep, we both will need jobs.”

 “God, it sounds like we're getting married,” Billy says, chuckling.

 “Oh, I...” Clearing your throat, you look away. That's not how you wanted to come out. “I'm just trying to think about how to make things work for both of us. You know overthinking is my thing and-”

 “We should just get married then.” He cuts in, and his words make you stop. Make your heart stop. And you think the entire planet stopped spinning as well.

 “Excuse me, what?” You nervously giggle, hands on your hips. “Are you serious? Because I don't like this kind of joke.”

 Billy smiles, taking your arms and pulling you close to him. “It's simple math.”

 “You suck at Math, Billy.”

 “First of all, ouch.” You giggle, surrendering to his embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Second, I want this. I wanna go to Cali with you, live with you, and that, Princess, it's a freaking marriage. So I don't see why we shouldn't just do it.”

 “You're not supposed to get married just because it makes sense. It's supposed to be a commitment between two people who are in love.”

 “Well, Princess. I fell for you some time ago... So now I just need to know if you feel the same way.”

 Biting your lip, you sigh. “I love you.” It comes out suddenly because you need him to know. Billy makes you feel safe and comfortable and loved. And God, you want to make him feel loved. Show him the amazing man he is, that he's nothing like his father. You want to stand by him, always. “I tried to fight it. Tried to give you all the reasons why this couldn't happen, but here we are.” Pecking his lips, you give a little jump, wrapping your legs around his waist. Billy is quick to hold you up, both hands grabbing your thighs. “And I was dying to kiss you again.”

 “Well, now you can kiss me all the time.”

 “Wait up, wait up.” You put a finger over his lips when he tries to kiss you. “If this whole thing happens, we'll need to tell my parents.”

 “And how do we do that?” He bounces you up to have a better grip.

 “They're coming next weekend.”

 “They're coming all the way here? Why?”

 “Mmm... Because it's my birthday next Saturday.”

 “Why didn't you tell me?!” He asks, making his way to the pool again. “I'll need time to get you the perfect gift.”

 “Billy, I'll be turning-” You're cut short when Billy jumps into the pool.

 You're both laughing when you go back up. “You're turning 24, I know, Princess.”

 “Mhmm.”

 “Now, we can either talk about this dammed age gap or I can kiss you...”

 “I rather you kiss me...” That makes him smile, and Billy bites your lower lip softly before capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.

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@aunicornmademedoit @alexa4040 @goth-cowgirl-03 @nyctophilic0vitnir @minispice-1

[normystical]

uhh just some ramble/rant/vent thing idk. i'm not gonna try too hard making it pretty. hopefully i make sense here :P

okay soo first of all i'm aromantic. i can't love someone romantically. well, maybe one person, but that's another story and i'll touch on that in a bit anyway. this one person has a crush on me. we already do have.. intimate.. interactions. he also seems to see sex as "wholesome." like it's a way of showing love.

recently i've been feeling.. kind nostalgic.. over what we did when he thought we were dating. he confessed to me, i said i don't know, i assumed we were friends by default, he assumed we were dating by default. it was.. nice actually. i kind of miss it. like how we'd hang out around his town. when we were at that restaurant and we were leaning on each other while waiting for our food. when we were walking around, listening to the waves crashing, me pointing out how much clearer the stars were in his area than mine... i kind of miss it. and he said recently that he still has a crush on me. i also made it clear to him that i will never be able to love him that way and he understood.

so it seems that there's no reason not to just go fuck it we ball and date anyway. but... first of all, i'm inconsistent. i'm worried that will apply to him, too. he's a tad clingy, too, meanwhile i'm kind of distant with him. i'm worried it'll drain me or something and i'll leave him, idk. also, for some reason, it just doesn't feel right telling anyone that i have a boyfriend. i mean, i'd be cool with him calling me his girlfriend, and i'd be okay with peers who know about my dilemma understanding us as a couple of sorts, but i don't want to allow people to think that i'm actually in love with someone, for some reason. also, it feels like a... temporary solution?? if that makes sense?? i want him to break up with me. i want him to move on. i want him to find someone who can actually love him. i don't want to date him forever. pardon my lemon demon brainrot but it's like the lines in white bread boyfriend, "i want to be your typical toy and break up in time for college plans."

idk. it's probably just mostly nostalgia and guilt, i guess. though it was kind of enjoyable which is why i miss it, and i feel like if he knows i can't love him that way it could maybe possibly become more comfortable for me. but idk.

oh right forgot to touch on the other thing. i might be uniromantic. already had one... crush? i think? hard to tell. i'm worried if i actually *do* finally meet him again and i'd have to break up with the other guy just for that. i guess. though then again the intimate relations on their own make that whole situation complicated regardless, since double allos see that as cheating anyway...

wow, actually, writing down my thoughts helped a lot. oh. also realized that maybe it has to do with my general discomfort about lying, even to the simplest degree. like, in this case, lying to others that i have feelings i cannot feel. anyway... i don't want to disappoint him or let him down. i know i'm not enough for him and i can never be enough. and i don't want to act like i am enough. and tbh.. i want our intimate relations to last but not our theoretical "romance." i just don't know what to do. idk if i should date him or not. shouldn't i want to shout my love from the rooftops or something? isn't it bad if i want to keep such a status secret or at least not associated directly with me? am i just selfish for wanting to relive some pretty memories?

[just-absolutely-super]

(different anon, canonverse)

Roll: mega, have you tried reverse psychology on Lan?

Megaman: reverse-what now?

Roll: Reverse Psychology, it's where you suggest the opposite of what you want someone to do, and they'll do what you want to spite you.

Megaman: Roll,,, how do you?

Roll: i've done it when Mayl doesn't eat her beats, usually in statements like "okay, so maybe it'd be easier to confess to lan after all"

Megaman: Roll, you're scaring me

Roll: :3

Lan: Uuugh, do I have to do my homework? Can't I just skip it tonight?

Mega: You can't just skip it, you--wait...

Lan: Huh?

Mega: Uhh you're...right. You shouldn't do your homework!

Lan: ...Say that again?

Mega: You don't have to do your homework

Lan: ...

Lan gets up and goes to the phone in his room

Lan: Hey Dad, I need you to come home, it's an emergency....... Because Megaman just said I don't have to do my homework so I think he's broken

Mega: W-WAIT A MINUTE I'M NOT BROKEN IT'S JUST REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY!!!

Lan: Oh, wait, he said it was just reverse psychology. Actually, he might still be broken because that was terrible use of reverse psychology!

Mega: OI!

[jellicle-chants]

Jemima for the Valentine's thing!

Ask and you shall receive!

Double Entendre

(This fic is rated G I promise I just wanted to have a joke title)

Jemima's got a crush on the one and only Rum Tum Tugger. But will her confession work out as she planned?

"Hi, Miss Cass!" Jemima pounced at the tire and landed on all fours next to Cassandra, who was in the middle of enjoying her afternoon stretch.

"Hello starlight, what's on the horizon today?"

Jemima beamed at the pet name. "Nothin' much, what about you?"

"Oh, I'm just taking a little rest here. Care to join?"

If some cosmic force asked Cass to pick a favorite kitten, it would be hard to choose against the tabby-and-white blur of energy currently trying her best to settle down at her side. After pacing back and forth trying to decide which was the best way to lay down, Jemima finally seemed to relax.

Of course, all that was for naught when Tugger sauntered into the junkyard clearing a few moments later.

"Miss Cass, Miss Cass, look! Isn't he so cool?" Cassandra obligingly turned her head towards where Tugger was showing off a new move to Plato — who, she noted, seemed nearly as enthralled as Jemima was. "I wish Tugger would talk to me like that. But he never pays any attention to me at all."

"I'm sure that's not true, dear."

"Is so!"

Cass had to hold back a laugh, looking over at the kitten with as much wisdom as she could muster. "Well, why don't you tell him that you like him, then? It is the season for love, you know." Either that, or she had wildly misinterpreted her human's sharp increase in having people over in the past few days.

"Oh, you really think so?" Jemima's little face scrunched up as she considered her options. "But... he's always going on about how he doesn't like things to be given to him. So maybe I should tell him that I really don't like him, and then that'll work!" She was practically squirming around on the tire now, kneading her paws into the rubber to work out her nervous energy. "Could you call him over here please, Miss Cass? It won't work if I do it."

"Sure, sweet pea." Cass stretched out to her full length and called out across the open junkyard. "Tugger! Jemima has something she wants to tell you."

He looked over, confused, and Cass waved him over with a subtle head nod. "So, what's all this about?"

"Rum Tum Tugger! I want you to know that I actually don't like you at all. Ever. And... I think you shouldn't hang out with me, and you should spend all your time with the boys instead. Ok?" She crossed her arms and puffed out her chest in a perfect harrumph gesture that Cass made sure to commit to memory.

"Uhh..." Tugger looked over at Cass for some kind of explanation, but she just raised an eyebrow at him and offered a knowing smirk. "... okay. No need to make such a big deal out of it. Guess I'll go now."

Jemima, to her credit, held up the pose for a few good seconds as he strolled off, before absolutely flopping back against the tire in despair. "Oh no, that didn't work at all! Now he probably thinks I hate him. Why did I do that?"

"Just remember, this is Tugger we're talking about, dewdrop," Cass said, ruffling the fur between Jemima's ears. "He always does the opposite of what one expects."

"Aww, now I'll never get to hang out with him ever!" She flailed around on the tire some more, completely in the throes of her anguish.

"Don't say that." She gave Jemima a boop on the nose with her tail, and that seemed to break the kitten out of her spell. "I'm sure he'll come back around to you sometime soon. Just you wait."

Jemima snuggled up alongside her, having finally tired herself out enough to stay still. Cass, for her part, was perfectly happy to soak up the afternoon sun for a few minutes more.

[bereavedconcupis]

Monsters in Monsterverse rated by fuckability:

This is a personal opinion based on my own tastes mostly so don’t kill me

Amhuluk: Associated with drowning, disease and fog. Only one of those things is sexy and I don’t care that you shaved your legs (0/10)

Bunyip: Only description is that he’s a swamp monster which means he’s probably really smelly and slimy. Not deal breakers, but might also just be Old Greg and that’s not a gamble I want to make. Also he’s Australian (1/10)

Behemoth: I’ve never wanted to fuck a mammoth before but if I had to choose one. (1.5/10)

King Kong: Maybe its just me but I really don’t trust primates. He has the benefit of being most humanoid creature on this list if you’re into that, but this is a monster fuckability list and... a big, hairier human just doesn’t do it for me. (2/10) 

Typhon: Basically he’s a big lizard, and we have enough lizards. I’m sorry Typhon but being the strongest creature in greek mytho’s doesn’t make up for copying Godzilla’s thing. (2.5/10)

Quetzalcoatl: A feathered serpent actually sounds kinda dope. Might run late picking you up for your date though. (3/10)

Scylla: Sea monster spider girl with tendrils. Not a lot to go off of but still sounds like a cutie. (3.5/10)

Yamata no Orochi: While having a bunch of heads is usually pretty sexy, I feel like 8 is just excessive and may get confusing. Still decently fuckable though. (4/10)

Leviathan: Probably a big ol crocodilly, I’ve seen Dorohedoro. That’s sexy. (4.5/10)

Mokele-Mbembe: Apparently his tail is two thirds the length of its body so Im crossing my fingers and hoping that applies to other things at well. (5/10)

Methuselah: This bastard has a whole ecosystem on his back, the type of monster who could provide for his family and maintain a home. Mathuselah waters my plants and feeds my cat of course I’m fucking him. (5.5/10)

Rodan: Is a bastard, I would fuck him to teach him a lesson (6/10)

Baphomet: Goat headed demon? Sounds like a fuckin babe to me! (6.9/10)

Sekhmet: All it says is she has lion like features like a sphynx and seems to have some relation to Egyption mythology which is tight as hell. I wish there was more about her. (7/10)

Tiamat: I once saw a play with Tiamot in it and she was cute af (7.5/10)

Abaddon: There isn’t any description of what he looks like but  I’m just going to take the fact it says:  is a Biblical Fallen Angel, sometimes the Angel of Death as permission to find him irresistible. (8/10)

Mothra: Is obviously the prettiest monster, but would I fuck her? The answer is: I wish I could fuck her. She’s in a relationship with Godzilla though and I have way too much respect for her. (9/10)

Godzilla: He’s cute, he’s alpha, he has a wife but I actually think she’d be okay with it. (9.5/10)

King Ghidorah: 3 heads. 7 dicks. Possibly more. *smokes pipe* (10/10)

Na Kika: Octopus god, nickname Kraken? She sounds like the girl of my DREAMS (11/10)