#were in the middle of nowhere and everyone is already broke and trying to find work

[isa-ah]

Last Push for Immigration

We're slated to leave at the end of November, and for everything we've managed to save, it's all going to travel expenses. We need help putting a down payment on somewhere to stay!

$455 / $3000

Kofi • Commissions • $ruckusthekid

I'm more than happy to work for it, and any help is appreciated. We're applying for asylum (where might be changing, Portugal resources are getting really slim), & our goal is to help other trans kids out of the country once we've figured out the process.

Thank you so so much for the support we've already received, and I'm honestly really excited to show y'all how it all goes down.

See ya soon!

More information about us, if you want it:

As a trans couple, my husband and I are really feeling the pressure to get out of the United States. We thought we could skim by where we are until we could leave, but he's been goaded by local police as they humiliated and condescended him in a back room for being trans, and I had my ID confiscated for saying male, and upon trying to get it reissued as female, I was kept after hours in the state trooper's office and surrounded by all residing cops left in the station as it was processed. We don't feel safe, if you can believe it.

We've flown by the seat of our pants a lot. We've been kicked out, homeless, manipulated and hurt by a lot of fucking people over the last five years, and we've always managed to make it work. I assume the same can be said for this; even if we don't get the money we need before we leave, we'll figure something out when we get there.

It's not ideal, having to do things like this, but we're in the middle of nowhere, in a food desert, and I have a highly restrictive diet that's really difficult to afford as it is. We've been trying to save for over a year now and only scraped up $2k with help. It's on par, if not over $1k each for us to fly, with our baggage & cats.

I'm doing my fuckin best and I'm willing to work for anything we make here, I'm just floundering to support us and get this together too with how absolutely shithole rancid the economy is.

No one owes us anything, there's no pressure to donate or commission me, but it would be an enormous pressure off of us to get this put together before we leave. Please.

[nmakii]

SO DIM THAT SPOTLIGHT…

for, M— maisie, or maybe even miya osamu; my twin, my superstar, and my biggest blessing.

inarizaki doesn’t need memories, nor do they need to rely on their team manager; everything that matters happens in the court anyways. but, the week you’ve disappeared from practice— they can’t help but find themselves missing you.

fem!reader, atsumu kinda clingy, writeen on 0 hours of sleep, sum1 MIGHT be ooc… AESPA FANS RISE

inarizaki doesn’t need their team manager. they’re very adamant on their independence, especially atsumu. sure, it’s nice to be coddled after a long day of volleyball, but it’s merely a bonus! they don’t rely on you, definitely…

“where’s s/o?” atsumu frowns, looking across the gym for you. “coach said she had a family emergency…” kita says, a hint of worry in his voice. osamu tilted his head in worry. “family emergency? is something wrong?”

kita sighs. “coach didn’t give any further details.” to this, atsumu whined. “whaat?! is she okay?!” he yelled out, going on a path that goes nowhere. “he just said he didn’t get any further details…” suna deadpans.

“well, we shouldn’t dwell on it right now. next week is the inarizaki winter festival… we’ve been instructed to create a promotional video with our most flashy moves as to get more people to support us during nationals.” kita explains.

atsumu rolls his eyes, hearing what a ridiculous idea it was. “setting up a video… we already have a crowd full of fans… we should be practicing…” he mumbles, not that anyone in particular cares to comment on.

“right… well, i think we should shoot atsumu’s shots first since he’s is the most popular after all” kita says, preparing the camera while ginjima had set up the tripod. “just… do a strong spike serve, okay?” he instructs as atsumu bounces the ball, preparing for his shot.

atsumu takes a deep breath, preparing for his shot; the look on his face so serious, you’d think he was in an official match. he throws the ball into the air…

before miserably missing the shot.

the silence in the gym so thick, you could cut it with a knife. until osamu broke the tension with roaring laughter. “hah! what happened to being so perfect all the time?!” osamu points at him, laughing like a middle school bully. “shut your trap! i was just thinking ‘bout somethin’!” atsumu yells back, angrily marching to retrieve his ball. “thinkin’ ‘bout what?! about how ‘ya can’t even serve properly cause your dear s/o is gone?!” osamu scoffs, not particularly set on admitting how much he’ll miss your presence this week. still, he doesn’t have much time to think about that before atsumu steers straight into osamu’s path. “you..!” atsumu huffs, grabbing osamu by his shirt collar and wrestling him.

omimi runs in between the two of them, trying to break the fight as suna records the two, turning to kita. “maybe this’ll make good promotional content, everyone loves to see these two fight...” and in response, kita can only sigh at suna’s nonchalant attitude, pressing a palm to both of the boys’ chests. “fighting won’t do anything. stop it, please.” he says, unknowingly placing a somewhat hostile tone in his words, scaring the twins into backing off of each other.

despite whatever complaints the team had, the week passed by fairly quickly and soon enough, it was the inarizaki winter festival. there were snack carts, game booths, and of course, on one of the main screens, starred the boy’s volleyball team promotional video. and, exactly as kita said, it persuaded many girls to come support the team by the time nationals starts.

as the miyas inattentively chatted with the girls carrying fans with their names on it, both their eyes roamed the festival for an excuse to leave— when the stage announced a name they were all too familiar with.

“when is s/o returning? it’s already been a week, and she hasn’t returned, much less answer any of our calls…” kita asks, clearly worried for your wellbeing. coach kurosu can’t help but let out a slight smile, waving off the boy’s concerns. “she’s fine. in fact…” he trails off, turning to the stage.

confused, kita furrows his brow, and follows his gaze as to what he could mean.

“and, without further ado..! s/o from class 3-4, performing a solo cover of supernova by aespa!”

even from how scattered they were across the fair, they all froze, looking for each other as if to silently ask ‘is this real..?’. the lights slowly flashed onto you, as you sang the lyrics in what they could only think would be recognizable korean. hell, even if it was absolute nonsense, you’d still sound amazing.

your distinct and sharp dance moves were complimented by the cropped black tee and the baggy jeans you wore, making you look absolutely graceful as you danced. even the very fact that you were able to wear those kinds of clothes in the middle of december was commendable enough.

sparklers popped from the edges of the stage, as if you were at your very own solo concert, the lights dimmed to from white, to purple, to blue, as confetti streamed down. and when it came to an end, the audience roared in cheer.

you waved to everyone and bowed respectfully before running off the stage. the entire team was more than shocked to see that, ‘family emergency’, as if! almost every single one of then dropped what they had been previously doing and ran to the back of the stage, ready to praise you.

“s/o, that was incredible!” atsumu yelled, giving you a big hug before yelling at you. “why’dya leave us for a week?!” he huffed. “ahaha… practice, of course! coach had to cover for me…” you giggled, shivering a bit from how cold the snow was. “you… don’t wear revealing clothes in winter, you’ll catch a cold…” osamu sighed, wrapping his tracksuit around you.

kita went over to you, observing your condition. “i’m glad you’re well, s/o. i was starting to get worried when you wouldn’t answer our calls. your performance was amazing.” he smiled. aran agreed, greeting you with a soft slap on your back. “you did great! the way you did this..! and then suddenly you..!” he fumbles, imitating your dance moves.

it seems he’s exhilarated just by watching you perform…

and finally, suna makes it over to the backstage, giving you a thumbs up and a smile. “you did great. i only recorded halfway…” he says disappointedly, looking over the clip he took. “pfft, that’s okay, suna…” you shrug. “i’m really glad to be back with you guys, though” you smile contentedly.

aran glared at you as if you dishonored his family, “what are you even talking about?! with moves like that, you shouldn’t be stuck being a volleyball team manager; you’ve gotta become an idol! in front of millions!” he encourages you, before atsumu argues back. “haah?! like hell! she’s gotta stay here with us!”

“it’s her life, she should have control over what she does in life.” kita says, in an attempt to mediate. sadly, his attempt falls on deaf ears as the two argue like a married couple bickering on their child’s future.

you laugh, missing the chaos in your life. “hahah… i don’t think i’m gonna perform again anytime soon… it was terrifying, not to mention— so much effort. for now, i guess i’m stuck here with you guys…”

that wouldn’t be a problem though. not when it’s you.

inarizaki doesn’t need the memories. cherishing the present is much better anyways. but, maybe it is pretty nice to have a team manager. especially when they’re as talented as you.

[rapz-rites]

Demon Spawns

Damian Wayne x Powered!Fem!Reader

When your’s and Damians future kids come to the present

A/N: Inspired by @cipheress-to-k-pop version of this. Please give me some feedback, it’s always appreciated :3

Word Count: 2500+

Warnings: mentions of a miscarriage, was lightly proofread and revised

Future

-Honestly, it’s not Mar’i’s fault

-You needed someone to watch the twins as you and damian had to go away on a business trip for a few dayside hours hours and I

-Mar’i eagerly accepted

-Yes, she knew she wasn’t supposed to bring the twins to the cave but she didn’t think this would happen

-The worst she expected was that they broke on of Tim’s gadgets

-She didn’t expect them to accidentally send themselves to the future

-You were going to kill her

-Mar’i did the only thing she could think of at the moment, call her best friend, White Rabbit, aka Lian Harper, to help her get them back

Present

- You and Damian had been dating for a year already

-You really loved him

-After 3 years of knowing him and 2 months of dating, it was only a matter of time until you both found out about each other

-Damian being Robin didn’t entirely surprise you, it just made a lot of sense

-The constant disappearing, the odd phone calls, the weird excuses

-At least he wasn’t cheating (Damian would NEVER cheat)

-Growing up adopted you never knew your birth parents, just that they had to have been metas because you have powers

-You had powers like Kori and more, you even kind of looked like her

-People joked that you could have been her daughter before she came to Earth

-Those jokes make her uncomfortable

-You thought everything about her was interesting: she’s heir to the thrown on Tamaran, her sister sold her, she’s been married 4 other times, and even the fact that she 9 stomachs

-Today was a normal day at the Manor

-Everyone was just chilling in the BatCave

-Bruce and Tim were working on a case on the BatComputer

-To you, everything in the BatCave started with a ‘Bat’

-BatKeys

-BatSeat

-Your secret name for Alfred was Batler (Bat + Butler )

-Dick and Kori we flirting talking by the weapons

-And you were watching Damian train with Jason

-Watching Damian train was one of your favorite pastimes whenever you were in the cave

-Suddenly a bright light purple light flashed in the middle of the cave, right between Damian and Jason as they were jumping to attack each other,

-The light startled them, causing then the jump back

-All the heroes prepared themselves in a fighting stance

-Next thing everyone knew, two small babies, a girl and boy, were in the middle of the cave

-They looked like they could be twins, but you couldn’t say for certain from where you were standing

- Everyone was surprised, two random babies just appeared out of nowhere

-“Aye, Big Bat. Bet you don’t have a protocol for this, do ya?” Jason says trying to break the silence

-The two babies looked around confused

-They couldn’t be older than a 9 months

-Last they checked they were with Mar’i in the BatCave, now they were in the BatCave with strangers they didn’t recognize

-BOOM, waterworks

-“I’ll go and get Alfred” Tim said dashing up the stairs

-Everyone knew he was probably the least qualified to deal with children, mainly because he’s always sleep deprived

-Naturally the two most recent parents went and scooped one up

-“How did they get here?” Dick asked rocking the girl in his arms

-They both calmed down a bit looking at the person holding them and back at each other and back at the adult

-They stopped crying, but were still fussing

-“While they’re like this let’s get saliva for a DNA test to find out who their parents are”

-Bruce took two swabs and collected saliva from each of the babies

-After, Dick and Kori passed the babies around to see if anyone could calm them down

-It wasn’t until Bruce handed you the little boy that he stopped crying, cooing in your arms and little hands reaching for your face

-Jason stopped, looked at Damian, and questioned if it would be the best idea to hand a baby to him

-“Is handing Damian a crying baby the best idea?”

-“Probably not, but it’s the only idea we have” Dick responded

-Handing the baby girl to Damian, she looked at him and stopped fussing, smiling at the face in front of her

-“Never thought I’d see the day” Jason chuckled

-“What do you think their names are?” Kori asked gaining everyone’s attention

-“How about we get in a circle, go in a circle calling out random names and see who they go to” you spoke

-Everyone nodded and hummed in agreement

-You and Damian placed the babies on the floor jointing everyone else in the circle

-Before you could call the first name, a voice interrupted you

-“After this game, I believe you will be needed these”

-The voice belonging to none other than Alfred said

-Tim decided to join the circle at that point

-“Thank you” you called out

-Alfred gave you a small smile and nod before heading up the stairs

-You all started with your little game ‘Name the Babe’

-“Makayla”

-“Isaiah”

-“Nick”

-“Elizabeth”

-After 5 minutes of calling names and receiving no reaction from the babies, a ding

-It was from the BatComputer, signaling the results from the DNA test

-Dick and Kori

-Bruce opened the test and everyone had a face mixed with shock and confusion

-Under ‘FATHER’ was a picture of Damian

-”The Demon spawn had a spawn.”

-Under ‘MOTHER’ was a question mark and underneath it was ‘match not found’

-You turned to Damian with a look a shock, confusion, and… betrayal and one that said ‘please don’t tell me you cheated on me’

-Damian took a step towards you, and you took a step back

-You rushed up the stairs heading into the manor

-Damian rushed after you

-“This makes no sense. Damian has only ever been with anyone other than YN and Raven”

-“And he’s not the type for random hookups”

-Bruce checked the database and noticed he didn’t have yours or Ravens DNA in the system

-“Kori contact Raven and have her come to the BatCave”

-“Bart!” Tim shouted

-“What? Haven’t you been paying attention, Damian is the father not Bart” Jason retorted

-“I know that! But Bart’s from the future. Who says the babies can’t be too?”

-Back in the manor, Damian was looking all over for you

-Your car was still parked in front, so you were somewhere in the manor

-Fifteen minutes later Damian found you on his bed, facing the window, looking at the garden

-You’ve always loved how Damian’s room faced the garden

-He slowly walks towards you until he’s also on the bed

-“Beloved-”

-“I was pregnant”

-“What? When?”

-“Four months ago. I lost the baby early on, I didn’t even know until I went to the ER. I thought it was food poisoning from that Thai place I went to with Steph and Cass, but they told me I had a miscarriage. I was 3 weeks”

-“Why didn’t you tell me?”

-“I didn’t know how and I was somewhat relieved. I always told myself I’d wait until I was married to have kids. Also we can’t raise a kid now Dami. We’re only 21 and you work in a dangerous field.”

-You put your foreheads together, caressing his cheek with your hand

-Damian just wrapped his arms around you, pulling you down, forcing you to lay with him and you accepted his embrace

-“Todd messaged me”

-“What did he say”

-“Tim come to the conclusion that the babies most likely came from the future and father doesn’t have yours or Raven’s DNA is the system, Raven is on her way so they can run the test again”

-“And if they’re not mine”

-“Let’s not worry about that right now”

-After an hour of silence and Damian just holding you, you both make your way back to the BatCave hand in hand

-Raven, and even some League members, are now there too

-“Can I see the little ones” Diana asked with a smile on her face

-She has always had a soft spot for children

-“Careful. She just ate” Kori informed her, handing Baby Girl over

-While you and Damian were gone, Tim made the executive decision to call them Baby Girl and Baby Boy until the mother was determined

-“Awww, so precious”

-The Themyscrian rocking the small baby in her arms

-Baby Girl soon became fussy, most likely from Diana’s cuffs

-Diana handed the baby off to Raven

-It made sense

-We were here to see if you or Raven would be their mother (yk that motherly connection)

-Once Baby Girl was in Ravens arms she quickly calmed down, almost as quickly as she did with Damian

-You didn’t show it, but you felt a pang in your heart

-Damian just squeezed your hand lightly but you couldn’t take your eyes off Raven and Baby Girl

-Bruce spoke up, breaking you out of your trance

-“I need both of you to get a good saliva swab”

-You and Raven both did as told

-“Here. My arms are getting numb” Dick says handing Baby Boy to you

-You smile at the tiny human in your arms

-After 10 of waiting, a BatComputer dinged

-Bruce went to open the results

-Damian standing right behind him, and you and Raven on each side of him

-On the screen where a picture of the babies

-When did they take that picture?

-The babies were at the bottom middle and above them was the same picture of Damian as earlier and under ‘MOTHER’ was a picture of…

-You

-WAIT! How did they get that picture?

-You were too happy to question that

-“Happy to say that Baby Girl and Baby Boy are Y/N’s and Damian’s ”

-“Thank Azarath”

-You laughed at Raven, she pulls you into a hug

-“These babies are so adorable but I don’t think I’m cut out to be a mother. I’ll gladly babysit though”

-“Wait. You guys have been calling them Baby Girl and Baby Boy?”

-No one other than Wally West would ask that question

-“Come one. You can think of something better to call them”

-Before you could say something, Damian stepped in

-“Actually we already know their names”

-You smiled

-You handed Baby Boy to Damian

-“This is Soren Jackson Wayne”

-“Jackson after Drake”

-You walked over to Raven, who was holding a sleeping Baby Girl, and picked her up

-“And my gorgeous daughter. You are Jaylena Mariah Wayne. Jaylena inspired after Jason but means blue crested bird aka Nightwing. For that time you both saved me”

-You and Damian make eye contact not breaking it even when the others spoke

-Dick and Jason both smiled

-Jason punched Roy’s side

-”See that. Demon spawn named his spawn after me”

-“Don’t worry father we plan on naming the next ones after your mother and father”

-You looked away quickly,

-Bruce had a shocked look on his face

-“There’s going to be more?!”

-Jason could already see it: A demon army

-Suddenly another bright light flashed in the middle of the BatCave

-Everyone but you and Damian had a fight stance ready

-Bruce and Dick stood in front of you and Damian

-Two people now stood in the middle of the BatCave, they looked like vigilantes

-One was dressed in all white, with a matching white masked with bunny ears falling along her wavy ginger hair

-The other, well anyone could tell who she was

-Mar’i Grayson

-“Hi mom. Hi daddy”

-The girl in all white removed her mask as she walked towards Roy giving him a big hug

-“Hi dad”

-It was obvious to say that Dick, Kori, and Roy were baffled

-It wasn’t even a few hours ago they saw their daughters in the care of Barry and Iris, playing along with the other superhero kids

-Now they were teenagers, vigilantes at that too

-Mar’I was walking towards you with a pleading look

-“Sis”

-Sis?

-Mar’I never called you sis

-She always called you this funny tamaranean name she heard from Kori, it’s supposed to be a pretty flower but dangerous or something

-“I am so so so so so sorryyyyy. I know you told me not to bring them to the BatCave by myself but it was only for a minute to get something. I didn’t think they would get sent to the past. I put Sor and Lena down for a second then boom they’re gone. Please don’t kill me”

-She turns to Kori and Dick

-“Please don’t ground me”

-You step towards her

-“I can tell you didn’t want this to happen and I know my future self will probably get on you for this. So just please, please get my babies home safely”

-Mar’i nodded eagerly as you handed her Jaylena

-“I promise. I really don't want to be on the LoA’s bad side” she chuckles

-Damian looked slightly confused at the remark

-He gave Soren to Lian, staring her down with a look that says ‘drop or hurt my son, I’ll hurt you’

-“Daaaaddd”

-“Stop scaring my daughter Damian”

-“Tt”

-“Anyways… Congrats on your…nevermind” Mar’i stops when she noticed your promise ring that Damian gave you

-Soren looks at Mar’i, reaching for her but found it no use when Lian wouldn’t let him

-He looked upset

-As he started fussing a blue power orb slowly started to form about a foot above him

-Thinking of only your kids safety, you quickly absorbed the energy

-“Our kids have powers?” Damian asked in shock

-Naturally you were in shock too

-You barely knew the full extent of your powers compared to other metas your age, and now at least one of your kids will have them too

-“At the moment only Soren does. He uhm… does that sometimes. So far it only happens when he’s mad or extremely fussy.”

-Lian’s watch starts beeping

-Before she can even open her mouth Mar’i talks

-“We really have to go now”

-Damian walks up next to you, placing a hand on your waist

-“Bye Uncle D. Bye bye sis”

-Again with the sis?

-You and Damian give a small wave goodbye

-Just like that, with a flash, they’re gone

-Everyone goes their respective ways

-Tears start to well in your eyes when it’s just you and Damian in the BatCave

-“Let’s go to bed, Beloved. It’s been a long day”

-You follow him to his room and you both go to sleep

-That night you dream about your future with Damian, Jaylena, and Soren

Back to the Future(hehehe see what i did there)

-“Great! They’re still sleeping. We can get them to bed before Y/N and Damian get home”

-Mar’i was ready for this day to be over

-She knew she would get hell from you and Damian for what happened

-“Oh. We’re home. What happened?”

-Hearing your voice, Lian took that as her que to hand Soren over to Damian and hop out

-Mar’i turns around to see you and Damian dropped head to toe in LoA attire

-“Uncle D. Sis. Back already?”

-Damian walks over to Mar’i also taking Jaylena in his arms

-He walks over to you, with both twins in his arms, placing a kiss on your temple

-“I’ll put them to bed while you deal with Mar’i”

-With that Damián walks up the stairs into the manor

-“Before you blow a fuse, I know I shouldn’t have brought the twins to the Cave but I had no choice. I couldn’t leave them upstairs by themselves. As soon as they flashed to the past I immediately got help to go get them. And I almost ruined your proposal surprise but i didn’t so that’s something. I promise this will never ever EVER happen again”

-“Go home”

-“What?”

-“Go home. It’s late and we’re all tired. We’ll talk tomorrow”

-“Oh ok”

-You retire to yours and Damian’s shared bedroom as Mar’i leaves

-“What did you tell her”

-“To go home and we’ll talk tomorrow. You know she almost ruined your proposal”

-“Not surprised”

-You slip into bed, cuddling up next to Damian, head on his shoulder and his arm wrapped around your waist

-You bring your left hand up admiring your engagement and wedding rings

-“It was a great proposal”

-“Damn right it was”

-You chuckled

-You look up at a sleeping Damian, admiring the man he grew to be

-Physically he’s always been attractive, but he grew mentally and emotionally

-He wasn’t the same boy who entered the manor when he was 10, emotionally and mentally detached from everyone, doors and windows shut to everyone, stubborn as a mule

- Actually, Damian will always be stubborn

- You both grew to care deeply for each other

… after writing for about 15-20 minutes I decided I wanted to make a part 2 but of the proposal…😚

I kinda want to make another version, the kid is like a teen. Should I???

Should I write why Mar’i called the reader ‘sis’?? Wouldnt y’all like to know? Do you have any ideas?

[laedback-taurus]

Pretty Eyes

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1.8k Warning: None A/n: Well, it’s been a hot minute, but I really just had an urge to write again. Sorry if this sucks, it's my first piece since trying to get over my writer's block but I feel pretty good about it.

All it took was a drunken compliment for Tommy Shelby to change his mind about his opinion on love and all it took was the help of one fortune teller to realise he couldn’t never lose that love.

Tommy believed he was man that couldn’t be loved, he believed that he didn’t deserve someone that would cherish him, but you made it your mission to change his mind. You had met Tommy not long after he returned from the war, you applied for the position of his secretary, and he couldn’t refuse once he saw your skills with a typewriter. You of course immediately thought he was a very attractive man, it was undeniable, but you’d be a fool not to notice his cold exterior. After months of working for Tommy, you had tried to get closer to Tommy, the furthest you had got was he now accepted you calling him ‘Tommy’ instead of ‘Mr Shelby’, but it was extremely hard to break through the walls he had put up. It wasn’t until one night after work at the Garrison that you finally broke down a wall.

“Tommy!” You heard Arthur call out to his brother as he entered the bar, you were sat next to John in the private while Arthur had gone out to get the table more drink, stated that he wanted to stretch his legs. You had already had a few and were a bit tipsy so it wasn’t surprising that you got up at the sound of his name. You made your way over to the bar where Tommy and Arthur were ordering drinks.

“Let me buy you a drink boss” You offered as you stood in the middle of them, Tommy took in your slightly of balance form and smiled slightly.

“You know I own the place y/n, if anything I should get you a drink, but I don’t think it's wise”.

“Don’t ruin her fun Tom” Arthur slurred from the other side of you.

“No Arthur, Tommy’s right” you started, placing a hand on Arthur’s shoulder to steady yourself “I should get home, we have to work tomorrow after all. Tommy watched as you gave Arthur a soft pat on the shoulder before attempting to walked back to the private both to collect your coat and bag. Tommy sighed before throwing back the rest of his drink and putting his coat back on.

“Night Arthur” was all he said before he made his way over to you, he grabbed your coat and draped it over your shoulders. You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks at the gesture, but you knew he wouldn’t notice as your cheeks were already flushed from the alcohol you had consumed previously. You waved goodbye to everyone before leaving the bar with Tommy’s hand firmly secured on your lower back.

The walk back to your flat felt painfully slow but you had also never felt safer than you did with Tommy next to you, you would often catch him watching the shadows and alleyways. Before long you reached your flat, you fumbled through you bag to try and find your keys, but they were nowhere to be found. You let out a groaned as you gave up.

“I can't find my keys” Out of frustration your eyes started to well up, you had finally gotten Tommy back to your flat, but you couldn’t find your damn keys. You heard Tommy let out a soft chuckle and before you could turn around and cuss him out for laughing at you, he reached around you and into your bag, pulling out your keys.

“Oh…” You stared at them for a moment before grabbing them “Found them!” You cheered, earning another chuckle from Tommy, he was finding this whole display quite amusing. You finally got the key in the lock and opened the door, throwing your coat on the ground as soon as you entered.

“Where’s your room?” Tommy asked casually, this took you by surprise.

“Being very forward aren’t we Tommy?” You turned to face him, maybe a bit too quicky causing you to become quite dizzy. Tommy smiled and leaned down so his face was only inches from yours, you very quickly forgot how to breathe.

“So I can put you to bed” he explained, bringing you back to your senses.

“Oh right, of course” You quickly turned back around again, making you dizzy once again, this time you stumbled slightly but Tommy quickly caught you, holding you by your shoulders. “Down the hall to the left”

Tommy guided you down the hall and into your bedroom, the first thing he noticed was hour empty it was, it only held and bed and a dresser with a chipped mirror sitting atop it. He knew you didn’t live in luxury, neither did he but he expected more maybe more photos or perhaps more plants, he wasn’t sure. He guided you to your bed and helped you sit down on the edge.

“Where to you keep your night dresses?” He asked, you pointed to your dresser, and he made his way over there.

“Top draw” You quietly called out, now starting to realise the extent of you situation. Tommy grabbed a garment from the top draw and brought it over to you, you took it from him and looked up to see he had turned his back. You got up slowly and started to undress, highly aware of the gorgeous man starting only a few steps away from you. You pulled on your nightwear and looked over at Tommy.

“You can look now” He turned and found you trying to pull the covers of you bed down to get in, but you were struggling. He came over and pulled them up for you, allowing you to slip in underneath them, once you were in, he pulled them back up and pretty much tucked you in, you watched him with hooded eyes the whole time.

“You have very pretty eyes” You whispered before your eyes fluttered shut, before you were fully asleep, you felt a slight pressure on your forehead, making you scrunch your face up slightly in response. Tommy smiled seeing your reacted to the kiss he placed on your forehead, he stood there of a moment processing what you had just said to him. He watched as you drifted off to sleep, peaceful and oblivious to the way you just made him feel. He hadn’t been complimented on his eyes for a long time, the only and last person to compliment them was his mother. She always loved his eyes and as a boy he hated it, no young boy wants to be called pretty and he would always complain when she brought them up but after he lost her, he found himself longing to hear her say it. but instead, it was you, a persistent woman who he knew had been trying to find a way into his life, he swore he wouldn’t let you; he didn’t want the world he lived in to ruin you, but maybe he needed you to fit it, maybe he needed you to fix him.

That night was six years ago, five years ago Tommy asked you to be his wife and not long after you were married, you fell pregnant with your first child Charlie, then nearly two years ago you fell pregnant with your second child, your daughter Anna. You never knew the moment Tommy Shelby fell in love with you, you had asked a few times but he usually just shrugged it off, you had always wondered why, it wasn’t until your wedding night that he told you it was when you called his eyes pretty, you were baffled because you didn’t remember telling him that but then he told you the story and you had never felt more shame but you also never knew the impact those five small words had on Tommy. One night while the two of were getting ready for bed he suddenly spoke.

“Do you know the moment I realised I couldn’t live without you?” The question took you by surprise.

“When I told you your eyes were pretty?” You asked, looking at him in the mirror as you brushed your hair.

“No, that’s when I realised I loved you, I’m talking about when I realised my world revolved around you and I vowed to myself to never lose you” He explained as he came up behind you, nuzzling his head into your neck, his wet hair from his bath brushing your cheek.

“No?” you didn’t quite know what to say. He lifted his head from you neck, meeting your eyes in the mirror.

“I went to see a fortune teller” he said simply.

“You did what?” you spun around it your seat to face him, he smiled and grabbed your face in his hands, looking down at you.

“A friend of Polly’s, it was not long after Anna was born, some lowlife gangster had threatened your life and I was having second thoughts on if I was doing the right thing, putting you in danger by loving you and I just needed any kind of advice, I don’t know why I went to her, but I did” He explained.

“What did she say?” you asked, still looking up at him.

“If I told you that your life was supposed to turn out differently, to change, would you want it to?”

In that moment Tommy saw you, lying in his arms, looking at him with that look of adoration that you only reserve for him, then he thinks of his children, the ones you blessed him with, the way his son smiles at him, how he sees his father as a normal man and not a monster and his precious daughter, how she lights up whenever he is around her, how she cries to him when she’s upset, knowing that her father will always protect her from her fears.

“No” was all Tommy said.

“That is why I won’t read your fortune, there is no point. You’re where you’re supposed to be already, you’re a troubled man and you can’t lose what keeps you grounded”.

Tommy knew she was right, he was scared to lose you but if he pushed you away, he’d lose you anyway, your safest place was with him, he belonged with you and he wasn’t going to let anyone change that, not even himself.

“She’s a wise woman” You joked, smiling up at him.

“Of course you would think that love” Tommy leaned down, placing a kiss on your forehead before heading over to bed. You finished brushing your hair and joined him.

“I want you to feel safe” You lifted you head from its resting place on his chest and rested your chin there instead, looking up at him.

“I am safe with you” You whispered, looking into those pretty eyes your adored so much.

[arrowettexx]

DC CHARACTERS THANOS SNAP HCs :

KON-EL :

-Kon-el to nobody’s surprise infact DID NOT survive the mf snap.

- thanos put an order out for Kon-el to specifically be snapped out of existence.(due to pure annoyance)

- bro would lie and say he survived and was just “In HiDInG”

- bro would be in sm denial

-gaslight people into believing he was a threat to thanos and that’s why he was snapped 💀

CISSIE KING JONES:

-cissie king Jones DID survive the thanos snap

-Girl did NOT care that half of the world was gone.

-ends up finding roy harper and Jason when deciding to try and find Tim and any other batfamily members at the Wayne manor

- news flash… bitches were nowhere to be seen so. Ykw that means ? NEW CRIB!

-they all just don’t care that half the world is gone together

- then it hits her. HER MOM IS GONE!?

-she celebrated and in fact again did.not.care💀

- 5 years later everyone came back ..

-bitch.was.PISSED.

-her mom was there to annoy her once more 🥲

ROY AND JASON

-roy and Jason some how SURVIVED the thanos snap.

-they were together when it happened and let me tell you these two boys DID NOT NOTICE FOR A ANTIRE MONTH.

- found out only when jason called the wayne manor for money with no response .. cissie randomly answered with a voicemail saying “hoe the moneys gone. We all poor out in this bitch now” a day later

-but Jason and Roy had already BEEN broke so they took this as a middle ground and went on with they’re merry lives

-Roy and Jason want to the manor because.. they know where home at😖

-5 years later everyone re appears BROS DID NOT NOTICE AGAIN. they were just like “yo”

- Let’s just say the boys weren’t too much help with letting everyone who has vanished in on what tf happened.

BARRY ALLEN

- Barry Allen DID NOT survive the thanos snap

- honestly thank god tho. I don’t think bro could handle another issue.

- bro had to deal with the speed force.Flashpoint,doomsday, and apocalyptic war. Bro took this one off

- when he’s back tho.. awh man. . The boy feels awful

- had to process the fact that he left iris again during that 💀

- besides those factors, he takes the news that he’s been magically gone for five years pretty well, he’s no stranger to time jumps.. just this time it wasn’t on his own accord 

- he sure as hell does everything he can to help anyone and everyone get things where they were before.

-he reunites with the Justice League and force them to help in any way possible

-they agree

-he’s so sweet I love him.

SHAZAM AND JOHN CONSTINTINE

-Billy batson DID NOT survive the thanos snap…

-shazam on the other hand DID!

-Billy was starting to vanish and in a panic yelled “SHAZAM”

-no more vanishing!

-5 YEARS HE WAS STUCK IN THE ADULT BODY…

- boy was terrified to say shazam again..

- to his luck Constantine had survived, and begged him to put a spell on him that made him unable to speak the word shazam so he could never turn back on accident.

-John allowed Billy to come back with him to the house of mystery, after all, Billy was technically a magic user

- the world of magic technically had nothing to do with earth and the snap so Billy came in handy when it came to Constantine’s deals and quarrels with demons.

- Constantine saw the snap as natural selection and was okay with it.

- until he found that zatanna had been on earth and did not survive the snap.

- he drank a lot after that.

- five years later Billy got the spell removed and was able to BE Billy again

- Billy was over joyed at seeing everyone again.

-Constantine was… well ..Constantine.

STATIC SHOCK

-Virgil Hawkins DID SURVIVE the thanos snap!

- Virgil was lucky asf in this case bc the power/electricity was def not 100% working

-Virgil was going around using his energy to provide light to homes, power to hospitals ect,

-believe it or not he chose to stay on his own during the blip.

- he figured it would be better not to get attached when the chabce of survival was now somewhat lower

-didn’t even try to contact anyone

-(boy didn’t wanna face the facts on who he would never see again)

-at year four he kinda gave up and ended up somewhere in bloodhaven.

- a part of him was praying that Barry Allen was alive and would (selfishly) turn back time

- when everyone came back? He was kinda angry?

-he lowk was mad that everyone had to suffer through those 5 years and the blipped ones didn’t.

- he found nightwing (he was blipped aka DID NOT survive the snap) and tried to pick a fight with him for being so joyful during all this (granted he didn’t know-).

- he understood it wasn’t the worlds fault tho and just tired to do his best with helping explain to everyone what had happened.

- (at the end of the day he’s just a teenager )

- he took some time to re adjust to everyone being back. But eventually found peace

SELINA AND DUKE

-selina Kyle and duke thomas DID both survive the thanos snap!!

-they were with eachother on a bat fam mission when all of a sudden *POOF* they were all gone except for duke, Selina, Kate and Damian

-Kate and Damian almost immediately went their separate ways without notice

- Selina didn’t panic, in fact she was pretty calm with all of this

-Thomas on the other hand.. HE WAS A MESS

- full panic mode on his part

- after a little calming down they went to Wayne manor to find nobody they’re either.

- they stuck together travelling to metropolis to once again find nobody except for Lois lane who did survive.

- they all co existed together (lot easier to live there than gotham without the bat so)

- when they came back DUKE WAS SO HAPPY he cried .

-Selina was calm as always as they made their way back to gotham where ALL HELL WAS BREAKING LOOSE ON THE STREETS

- people were so confused

- everyone went back to Wayne manor (dick, Tim, Steph, babs and the rest of the blipped batfam) to find Cissie , Jason, and Roy living there and those three were SHOCKED.

- “awh man now we gotta move out!!”

- big family reunion for the batfam 💗

[gummygoatgalaxy]

Trolls Au Kinda??

So i had an idea of a story that makes JD, Bruce, Clay and Floyd better bros kinda??

So my thought is that on the night the band broke up, the boys all left, but while they were gone, baby Branch and Grandma Rosiepuff got found by a bergen and then taken and placed in the the Trollstice tree.

In my opinion, Branch and Rosiepuff being added to the tree and Brozone not already being there makes sense, cuz if they were already there, then how the fuck did they leave?

Anyway, then the brothers actually come back in the morning, regretful of how they acted, only to see no Branch or Grandma. They spend a few years trying to find where theyve gone and not checking Bergen Town to avoid being caught and also hoping that they just weren't there. Finally they check but at that point everyone is gone. So it takes even more years to track down the elusive Pop troll Village, because its in the middle of nowhere. But it took so long, that by the time it was found, only John Dory found it in determination to save Floyd, while the Clay and Bruce moved on. And then Trolls 3 happens.

I like this idea a fuckin lot cuz it makes the bros more forgivable(though i like that too).

If anyone wants to do something with this, pleaseee do! I'm gonna draw it maybe soon, but if you wanna draw it or write a fanfic with it, go ahead!! Just give me credit lol.

[glitteredrry]

i’ve loved you for forever

summary: Harry attends his best friends wedding, only to end up running away with the bride.

warnings: angst & fluff

wc: 3k

inspired by anon. thank you so much for the inspiration. 💌

Harry stood behind the door of the bridal suite picking at his fingers in anticipation. Y/N was getting married today. His best friend since he was sixteen was finally getting her happily ever after. He recalls when he used to sneak out of the house as a teenager to go next door to hers, and talk in the treehouse she had.  

They used to speak in hushed whispers trying to be as quiet as possible, so they wouldn’t get caught. They talked about their future’s, and everything in between. Flash forward more than ten years later, and she was finally getting everything she had dreamed of. So knowing that her dreams are finally coming true, why couldn’t Harry find one part inside him that was happy for this special day? It’s actually wasn’t even a question for him. He knew exactly why.

He was head over heels in love with her.

It wasn’t a feeling that randomly sprung up out of jealousy of her being with someone that wasn’t him; no he knew since the tender age of sixteen that he was in love with her. When Y/N moved to the neighborhood is when their story started. 

The street they lived on was mainly filled with people in the middle-ages part of their lives. So, when Harry caught word from his mother that a family had moved in next door with a daughter his age he was overjoyed.  He devised a plan to go over there and introduce himself. 

Harry and his mother walked over, and greeted Y/N’s family; but the girl his age was nowhere in sight. It was only when a loud crash came from upstairs starting the house, Y/N made her appearance. When Harry glanced at the clumsy girl at the top of the stairs whose cheeks were blushed with embarrassment he was gone for her. He wasn’t sure that he believed in love at first sight, but he knew that he was going to stop at nothing to get to know her better. 

After their introduction, everything just started to fall into place for him. Harry would try to leave his window open to hear what kind of music she had blasting from her room; so that the next time he saw her they would have something to talk about. Or how he would try to find any excuse to go over to their house.

Whether it be to ask for an ingredient that was already in his house or make up a lie that he forgot his key and his mom was at work; he just did what he had to do to get any chance to talk to her. It worked. Slowly but surely, Harry and Y/N became two peas in a pod. 

Everyone in their neighborhood and at school recognized them as a pair only. If you were searching for one they were for sure with the other. If you saw one of them missing the other would get questioned about where the missing link was. Not only were they the best of friends, but they were the first everything to each other. Both of them trusted each other more than they did anyone else in the world. So, it was only natural that one day while they were studying in Harry’s room Y/N spoke up to him. 

“Harry, have you ever kissed someone?”

“Of course, loads of people.”

“You’re forgetting I know you better than I know myself, liar.” 

“Fine, I’m caught. Have you kissed someone?”

“No, I don’t trust anyone.”

“Do you trust me?”

“With my life.”

“So, would you kiss someone you trusted just to get it over with?”

“Stop asking me questions you goofball, and kiss me.”

That was only the start of the way their relationship shifted in a way there was no turning back for him. For the rest of their schooling, they acted like a couple without ever defining what it was. Of course, it wasn’t something that Harry liked. He fucking hated it, but at the time he thought it was better to keep it that way. He thought that if they put a label on it, and they broke up he would lose her as a best friend.

Time passed and they remained as close as ever, but once they graduated from school, Harry and Y/N moved to different universities. The distance never made him stray away from his feelings for her, once they both had winter break he decided that he would tell her over the holidays. His plan was put on to a halt when Y/N showed up with a boyfriend.

It was obvious that she didn’t carry the same feelings as him, so he moved on. Just because he forced himself to move on doesn’t mean the feelings were resolved. If anything it was worst for him because with each girlfriend he had, he found himself subconsciously comparing each new partner to Y/N. Self-sabotage some might call it. So, now he was in his late twenties, single, and watching the love of his life get married. 

Harry had many regrets in his life, but one that haunted him was the fact that he never gave them the proper chance. He was young and foolish, but still left with the same feelings he had at sixteen. 

“Are you ready to see her?” A voice spoke out making Harry shoot his head up getting out of his head. Y/N’s older sister was peeking out the door looking at Harry whose face that was pale. 

“Yeah,” Harry let out feeling his voice shake. This was going to be his first look. Y/N refused to let him see her in her dress before the big day. Even when he asked why she didn’t allow him to go dress shopping with her, she never did answer him. Walking through the door, Y/N’s sister pointed in the direction of where she was then left the room. Harry just let his feet carry him instead of thinking with his head. As soon as he walked through the threshold of her room, he felt himself nearly being in tears at the sight of her. She was the most beautiful person in the world to him. 

“What do you think?” She asked looking at Harry with the same look that made his heart feel like it was turning into liquid mush inside him. Harry’s hand ran over his heart as he stepped to her. This dress was made for her, and only her.

“Beautiful, cherry.” The nickname slipped out of his mouth dripping in admiration. He had always called her cherry for the way the apples of her cheeks would shine bright red. 

“I can’t believe this. It feels surreal. I’m so nervous, Harry. What if I trip or what if something goes wrong? There is so much that can go wrong. What if the caterer doesn’t remember I requested another entree just for you?” 

“Then I won’t eat,” Harry answered trying to calm her anxious nerves. She was always like this.

“What if the rings get lost?”

“Just distract everyone, and I’ll run to the nearest stores and get some ring pops for you two.” Y/N laughed hitting him with her hand. 

“You can never be serious.”

“And you never stop worrying, cherry. Today is your day. We used to talk about this all the time together. You're finally getting your happy ending and you’re worrying about things that are out of your control.” Just as Y/N knew him, Harry knew her. This look on her face wasn’t something of anxiousness, she looked unsure. Harry studied her face more, and after a moment she spoke up. 

“You’re right,” she said with a smile. “I just need to stop worrying.”

“I have a question for you though, isn’t the bride supposed to be the only one wearing white? You trying to take my shine?” She asked teasingly, tugging on his white suit.

“I don’t need to do that, my beautiful face does the work.” Y/N rolled her eyes stepping closer to him. 

“Oh really?”

“You should know this already, you said before that you know me.”

“I do know you,” Y/N threw her arms surround his torso snuggling into his body. Harry didn’t care if her makeup transferred, and ruined his outfit. He wrapped his arms around her tightening his grip on her.

Strangely in his mind them being in this position, she still felt like his. This made his mind go to a place where everything was more simple between the two. When they were just young teenagers. When they were each other little secret, each memory came flooding into his head. His love for her would always be there.

Now, it would just all be different. She would go on to start her own family. While he would go on, and settle with living with this gaping hole in his heart.

He was mourning her as she was in his arms. There is nothing in this life more painful than mourning someone who isn’t dead. It’s even worst when Harry had that realization he is mourning what could have been. He couldn’t handle these emotions coming up inside of him as he breathed in her scent. Feelings of sadness, guilt, and regret.

Breaking away from her, Y/N looked confused because he never broke away first when they hugged.

“I’m going to go find my place, seats are probably filling up.”

“Yeah, you should go do that.” She couldn’t help but let a flash of hurt show on her face. 

Harry turned on his foot and walked out of the room before he could let it show how this was hurting him. As soon he walked out of the suite, he stopped in the hallway trying to catch his breath. He felt as if was drowning. 

“You’re so in love with her, Harry. Why are you letting her go?”

He turned his head to the right noticing Y/N’s sister had been watching them the entire time. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He said immediately, shooting up his defense walls not wanting to be called out on his own shit. 

“I’m talking about you clearly being in love with my sister.” She said with a laugh moving closer.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Harry’s voice raised, feeling as if he has to defend himself. 

“Oh, but I do, and if you let her get married today; you’re going to regret it for the rest of your life. Just giving you some sisterly advice, I am older than you both.” Harry looked at her sister bewildered.

He wasn’t shocked at her being this bold, because she had honestly been the only one who truly knew they had more than they led on. She was also the one who teased them the most about looking like a couple more than best friends.

“So, you’re telling me to ruin her wedding? She would never forgive me for that. It’s selfish, and I can’t do that to her no matter how in love I am with her. If I truly loved her I have to let her go.” There was no point in arguing or denying his love for her anymore, she could see right through him.

“That’s the dumbest saying ever. If you truly loved her you wouldn’t let her go. You wouldn’t let her go when you know she is in love with you as well. Don’t lie to me either, and say you haven’t seen it. She’s been with this guy for two years, and I’ve yet to see the look she has in her eyes when she’s with you.” 

“Why did I wait so long?” He asked in a whisper.

“Because you are both stubborn scary cats. You can only live your life for yourself. Don’t care about the judgment of others, because at the end of the day, everyone on this planet will die. So, no matter how today goes just remember that.” The both of them laughed at her view of life.

“That’s dark don’t you think?” Harry said with a smile lingering on his lips. 

“Whatever you do today, Harry is up to you. You control your fate. Take care, Harry.” With that said she walked back into the room leaving Harry in a vacant hallway with his thoughts.

…

“If everyone will please rise.”

The room stood together and directed their attention to the closed doors. On the cue of the music, the doors flew open revealing Y/N standing with her father.

Harry nearly felt himself lose balance once his sight was on her. This entire time of sitting out here he’s been having this whole internal battle with himself. Thoughts were whirling around his head.

This was just all wrong, he had never imagined it going like this. He always had this certainty that in his life some way somehow she was the end for him. Anytime he thought about love, it started and ended with her. When he thought about the future mother of his kids, it was her. Everything was her.

Harry was glad to have had an aisle seat so he could take her beauty all it. Harry stared right into her eyes expecting them to be faced forward, but instead, they were on him. The same unsure look behind her eyes contradicted the smile she kept on her lips. Her eyes didn’t leave him until she passed. When she made it to the altar, and got given away everyone sat down. Harry tuned out the service as the voice of Y/N’s sister floated in his head. 

You control your fate.

It was as if a switch flipped off in his head, he had to try. No matter how it ended for him, he could never say that he didn’t. For over ten years, he sat with the comfortability of having her as his best friend and that being good enough. This just isn’t enough for him anymore. He wanted all of her. He thought that he would lose her if he tried to push for anymore other than what they were but wouldn’t he lose her if he also didn’t? He questioned if he would be able to truly stay around in her life knowing he was this in love with her. How could he be around her husband? It would be constant torture. 

“Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace.”

A synchronized gasp filled the room causing Y/N to turn her head to see what the commotion was, and there he was. Harry was standing in the middle of the aisle looking directly at her. 

“I’ve loved you before I knew what love was. You’re it for me, I’ve always been shit at my timing. Please, if I’m wrong, go on with this and I’ll walk away forever. I can’t let this go on without you knowing that I’ve loved you for forever.” Harry spoke out loud enough for everyone to hear. No matter how much the rest of the wedding guests were in shock at what they were watching, no one could deny that Harry was utterly in love with Y/N. 

It was as if both of them were the only ones in the room. It was tunnel vision for her. Y/N turned back to face Rodger, her groom, who looked as if he would have burned Harry alive right where he stood.

Harry accepted defeat as she turned away from him.

“I’m so sorry, Rodger.” Y/N backed away from him as his hands shot out trying to grasp her. Kicking her heels off, she ran down the aisle taking Harry’s hand. 

Hand in hand, they ran out together leaving all of her family and friends stunned. “You really do have shit timing. Oh my God, H. I’m a runaway bride.” Harry cackled out of a pure adrenaline rush as they ran through the parking lot. 

As they approached his car, Harry ran to the passenger side of his classic Mercedes opening the door for her, before she climbed in she reached up grasped his face, and smashed her lips on his mouth. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” She said in between each kiss.

“I love you so much more, but we need to go, cherry.” Y/N climbed in the car, and Harry shut the door running over to his side. Harry barely waited for the car to start as he put it in reverse, peeling off through the parking lot just as the guest were rushing outside. Y/N watched in the side view mirror for a moment, and then looked away. 

“We’re going to have a hell of a story to tell our kids one day,” Harry turned to look at her while her eyes were already on him.

“We are not telling our kids this, they’re going to tease us forever.” Harry gripped her hand in his, and kissed it multiple times repeatedly filled with much joy.

“Whatever you fucking say, you're mine forever that’s all that matters to me.” Y/N smiled proudly hearing the words she had always wanted to hear from him.

“And your mine, why did we wait so long, Harry?” She asked still smiling at him. 

“I asked your sister the same question.” Y/N looked over at him confused. 

“My sister…what?”

“I’ll explain later, I promise.” Y/N shook her head thinking of what her outspoken sister could have told him.

Harry turned on the freeway just heading away as far away from the venue, not necessarily having a destination in mind. “Where are we going, Harry? I’m in this huge wedding dress. Where are we going to live? How are we going to explain this to your mom?”

“That’s my girl. My anxious girl. There are no more worries. I’m yours forever, okay. No more worries.” He said to her reassuringly.

“My mom? She will be more than ecstatic, probably happier than us. Where are we going to live? We will figure that out. As far as your wedding dress, it would be a shame to let it go to waste wouldn’t it?”

“What are you saying, H.” She looked at him knowing her had some wild idea in his head.

“My sweet girl, I’m saying that Vegas is four hours away. I want forever with only you. Do you want it with me?”

“Is that your lousy way of proposing to me?” Y/N teased him.

“I’ll think of a better proposal within four hours, I promise.”

“The rings?”

“Ring pops until I get you the proper ring.” 

“You’ve always got everything figured out,” Y/N said leaping across the console, and pressing a kiss to his cheek. 

“I’m the optimist and you’re the pessimist…the perfect mix don’t you think?” Harry asked teasingly. 

“More than perfect. Everything I’ve always dreamed of.” 

[kissorkill16]

Hello Neighbor: Kept Secrets

By JJ

Summary: With Nicky missing, and no one around to help, it's up to Trinity and the rescue squad to investigate the neighbor and save their friend.

Chapter 3

I went home late that day. When I walked through the door, my mom was already waiting at the door with a displeased look on her face.

"Trinity, where have you been?", she asked. "You could've at least given one of us a call to let us know you'd be home late."

I didn't answer. I just stared at the floor. My mom walked closer to me and tilted my head up to meet her stern gaze. "Trinity, answer me.", she said.

And out of nowhere, I felt my eyes fill to the brim with tears. Soon, the tears were falling down my face, and I could feel it ruining my mascara. Mom's face went from stern to worried.

She guided me to the living room, and sat me down, her hands on my shoulders. I took a deep breath and told her everything.

"I wanted to see Nicky today, but when I went to his house, I found out he went missing last night.", I whimpered. "The police think he ran away, but no one's satisfied with that. Everyone else on Friendly Court thinks there's a kidnapper on the loose."

I broke down crying again, and my mom pulled me in for a big hug, rubbing my back.

The next day was the weekend, so that meant I had a lot of free time to help look for Nicky. I recently learned that Mr. Esposito had rallied a couple of employees, they were all searching the entire town of Raven Brooks.

Still no luck, and Mr. and Mrs. Roth were starting to go insane. Everyday, they'd go out in the middle of the town, screaming out Nicky's name, as if they were expecting him to just come back like that.

Mr. Esposito pulled me and his friends to his office one day, "You kids can set up the missing posters.", he said, holding a large stack of paper.

We all agreed, despite it being completely hopeless. Almost everyone in Raven Brooks was trying to find Nicky, so what's the point in putting up posters?

I emptied out my purse full of makeup, and filled it with missing posters. Then I walked all around the street of Friendly Court, putting up missing posters on every streetlight and tree I could find.

After the weekend, the immediate thing I did after school was put up more missing posters. I didn't see what good they were doing, it wasn't going to make Nicky come back. But I guess it was better than just standing around doing nothing.

I walked by Mr. Peterson's house, and I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a scream come from behind the fence that was too long for my liking.

I dropped my purse, and turned towards the fence. I stood still, thinking the scream was going to come again. It didn't come again.

I nearly had a half mind of knocking on the fence to see what was going on.

Because Mr. Peterson was the only one who wasn't helping around with finding Nicky. He barely left his house, so I doubted he even knew that he was missing.

"Maybe he'd know that if he left his damn house every once in a while.", I thought. I didn't even shake myself free of that thought, because I knew I was right.

I stormed to the fence door, and I was about to knock, but then I heard muffled screaming and grunting coming from the back.

I ran to the backyard, and I peeked through a hole in the fence. What I saw shook me to my core.

"Stop squirming! Nicky, would you please calm the hell down?!"

Mr. Peterson was holding Nicky in a tight grasp, covering his mouth to muffle his screams.

But Nicky didn't calm down. He kept struggling, scratching at Mr. Peterson's arm, but the older man didn't budge. It didn't matter how much Nicky struggled to get out of the man's grasp, Mr. Peterson was bigger and stronger than him.

Mr. Peterson pulled a syringe out of his back pocket, uncapping it with his teeth and holding it to Nicky's neck.

"I warned you, Nicholas.", he growled. And without warning, he stabbed the needle into my friend's neck, and Nicky stopped struggling and fell limp.

I gasped, completely forgetting that Mr. Peterson couldn't hear or see me. He turned his head to the hole from where I was peeking through, and I ran away down the street, grabbing my purse from off the ground.

I started running to the Esposito house to tell Enzo and Maritza what I saw.

To tell them that our friend didn't run away...

He was taken.

[littleghoulghost]

Hi, would you like to write a story were little ghoul has one of her days were she just wants mountain and is like almost glued to him?

Thank you!

Oh my god glue anon, I've been trying to write this thing forever. I am so sorry it took so long, hopefully you enjoy it.

Masterlist

Cling to Me

Mountain awoke to deep heaving sobs. They shook his frame from the tiny form clinging desperately to him. The cub had already soaked through his shirt, her tears staining it and turning her gray cheeks a bright red. Mountain began to rumble, silently wondering the cause of her distress. A nightmare?

The day never seemed to get any better. She clung to his uniform with sharp claws, tiny mouth down turned and eyes watery under her mask. Sniffles would occasionally break his concentration, yet the cub would refuse to make a sound. Dinner was a somber affair, ghouls dejected as the cub remained unresponsive to their antics.

Mountain huffed, getting up from the table and leaving the room. The cub began to cry behind him, still at the table as he walked away. Murmurs broke out at the table, comforting her. It grew quiet again he came back, dragging his mattress into the den and pushing aside the chairs before vanishing again towards the rooms.

The pack watched as Mountain continued bringing their mattresses, pillows, and blankets. Sunshine was the first to get up and help arrange everything, a nest for everyone to stay in for the night seemed necessary at this point.

Little Ghoul finally seemed to find comfort as she lay curled in the middle of her pack, sniffles gone, tears nowhere to be found. Papa would find them the next morning still sleeping as the fireplace glowed with dull embers.

[aki-shun]

Yes, this is untitled too..(Your Mouth Is Too Sweet or Can I Quench Your Thirst??)

Why can't I find titles for this kind of one-shot short stuff?? But it doesn't matter, I guess.

Jade x GN reader. Fluff, kiss and others. Platonic Jade

These types of posts are sloppy compared to my other posts, both in terms of writing style and other things. Such posts are discarded in the days before a big/long post. So here comes a long post(s).

Eng is not my own language

Recently, Epel complimented you on a dessert they tried at the Mostro Lounge. Maybe it's the way you describe it, you're craving something you've never eaten before. You somehow found time for yourself and went to the Mostro Lounge to try that dessert. Even though it seems crowded, you found an empty place. You looked around until someone to take care of you came. You found a place in the corner. It was in a position where you could see everyone and everything clearly. Although the atmosphere is dark, the lights create a unique ambiance. You didn't notice that Jade had come near you as you looked around.

Good day [reader]-san. How nice to see you in the Mostro Lounge.

Oh Jade! Good day to you too.

Shall I bring the menu or is there something special you want already?

Yes, can I have (name of dessert) please.

Fufufu, of course. I'll bring it right now.

You keep people watching after Jade leaves. Azul was nowhere to be seen. Most likely, he was getting someone to sign a deal in the VIP room. Floyd was making presentations to a table in the middle, accompanied by small shows. It's nice to be able to see them from your angle. A short time later, Jade arrived with the dessert.

Here's your dessert [reader]-san. I hope you enjoy the dessert.

After thanking him, he walked away with his usual smile.

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The dessert was just as good as Epel praised it. With each bite, the fruit sauce in the dough exploded in his mouth. The portion was a little big for one person but the price was very reasonable. This is a good thing. You didn't want any drink with your dessert. Considering the portion of the dessert, it was quite normal to be thirsty. While looking for someone to ask for water, you saw Jade looking in your direction. It was a little far away and you were hesitant to call out because it was getting crowded. That's why you gave him a 'come' sign to come over to you. Even if you couldn't see it, his grin grew.

Is there a problem [reader]-san. Dessert you don't like it?

No no. Dessert was really good. It deserves a nice compliment. I just wanted water.

I understand Coming soon [reader]-san.

Before he left, he collected the plate of the finished dessert and other dishes on your table and left. A short time later he came back with a glass of water in his hand. He put the glass right in front of you. Just as you was about to thank him and take the glass, he stopped you and grabbed your chin with one hand, making you look at him. Before you could say anything, he pressed his lips to yours. He took advantage of your unresponsiveness from the sudden shock you were going through, making you open your mouth. You felt some liquid enter your mouth along with his tongue, water. You reflexively swallowed the water, but his tongue was still in your mouth. Leaning you further into your seat, he deepened the kiss and established dominance. He was really good at this. After a while he broke away from the kiss and a trace of saliva was left between you, connecting you to each other. He had a sinister grin on his face. Using his thumb on your lips, he wiped the saliva from your mouth.

Fufufu If your thirst is not quenched, do not hesitate to call me. I'll bring you water again.

As he left, your face in a mess as red as the roses in Heartslabyul. I hope they don't charge extra for this service :)

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I feel awkward writing this in the middle of a 34-person class..

Aghhh, I'm dealing with 17 drafts and two requests at the same time. And everything came together. But soon I'll get my layout (the layout that never existed) in place 💪

And if we think about the Leona x reader thing I wrote before; I have no problem with sweets, no.

[crimsonfluidessence]

Prompt 20: Hamper

Being the part-time therapist, according to Esredes, meant that you were the one destined to be alone. It was an occupation that barely existed, and you were the healer to everyone else. Someone had to be the one to simply absorb the pain and deal with it, and he was used to it already.

But one session that went particularly bad broke Esredes just a little. He was so incredibly frustrated that something in him twisted all out of place. And he found himself looking onto an old recommendation from a friend. He still didn't believe it was possible for the therapist to be helped, but what did he have to lose? So against all odds, the man tried to put himself in the other seat for once. At first it was just nice to talk about how everything felt, but it didn't take many meetings for the other person to tell him his core problem could never be fixed, and he would always have to choose between being well-liked and sincerity.

Well, he knew that already, and he knew the choice he'd make. So Esredes slipped the mask back on and left. He knew this was a truth, but now he didn't have to waste time figuring out if somehow he missed an answer like people kept insisting for him. They were just hopelessly idealistic, and he already knew exactly how the world worked. No more wasting time on things only meant for real people.

Some time later, Esredes was in the Firmament, when a white-horned Au Ra woman with a foreign accent approached him and started talking to him. That certainly wasn't a combination Esredes saw much of, but she was very nice and sweet, gentle and soft. And she said something about how it felt like something was on Esredes' mind, and she would be happy to listen if he needed to talk. A part of Esredes couldn't help but feel like it might be some kind of trap? But he did go to see her in an inn room in the Forgottten Knight, and everything was normal.

It wasn't until the middle of the conversation Esredes learned she also considered herself a therapist. Oh dear, had he just gone into therapy again, on accident? But he didn't care. Her advice was actually very good, and for the first time in a while, Esredes felt truly heard. He talked about the ongoing situation with his former squire coming back into his life recently but hating him, and she told him to bring him to a place of shared memories, to which in doing so the two were able to, albeit messily, sort out the problem and realize they were family. Outside of those discussions, Esredes slowly learned about Fuyu, as was her name, and they became friends. They went to the large and comprehensive aquarium in the Shroud and looked at fish for hours, he found her crying once and comforted and calmed her down, he encouraged her gently to stop picking at her scales as a bad habit, and albeit she was a wanderer, she said she'd stay in Ishgard for him. Fuyu really felt like a gentle and understanding friend, far beyond that he could usually imagine.

And then one day, she was kidnapped. It was out of nowhere, she went missing. Him and the rest of the people who hung around her quickly assembled to find her and bring her home, and it was a major relief they were able to. Esredes watched from a distance as she shut herself in her room after that, too afraid to go outside, and his heart sunk. A friend of his was hurting badly, and he knew it was his fault. The universe always punished him for getting too comfortable, or trying to have things go too well. She had been kidnapped because he sought out her help, he knew this in his bones. And he felt horrible for it.

It was then and there Esredes put a stop to his therapeutic pursuits. If he went back to her, she'd die next time. And he couldn't bear to kill her, or any other therapist, with his selfish desires. He had his place, he had his box, and he would not dare try to crawl out of it again.

He only wished he realized this earlier, before the damage has been done for his selfishness. Never again would he be that horribly selfish, he pledged to himself. Never again.

[idv-ask-the-showman]

since you started to work on the mirror essence’s skins, is it alright if I asked about some of the lore?

To be honest, the lore is kinda big and all over the place, and it's not finished yet, but I'll do my best to explain part of it, and what better way to start with the lore than with Laurence? I mean, he's the first skin I've posted, and he's also one of the characters I think about the most and have the most lore about of all. No worries, it won't be that confusing because Lau was present even before the mirror world existed.

Anyway here we go!! The following is the backstory of both Phineas, Laurence and Flynn but only at the beginning and not all of it and is a bit long and maybe OOC but bear with me!!

(TW:- death, grief and depression)

Laurence and Phineas were best buds in a small town back in the 1920s or 1960s. They had this one stupid habit since they were kids: sneaking out at night even though their families warned them it was dangerous, especially going to the nearby forest, which was like a death trap! They were fearless and somehow nothing bad ever happened to them, but that didn't apply to everyone else.

One day, Flynn caught his brother sneaking out and decided to secretly follow him to the forest. But damn, that place was so big and dark that he lost Phineas, who had already met up with Laurence. They were fooling around like always. Meanwhile, poor Flynn was lost deep in the scary forest, all alone and terrified, screaming for his brother for help, but no one heard him. Well, almost no one. It seems his cries caught the attention of some wild wolves, and that definitely wasn't a good thing.

Phineas and Laurence were hanging out under their favorite big willow tree in the middle of the forest. They were so far away from the town by this point. Suddenly, they finally heard Flynn's screams, and they were filled with terror. Fear covered both of their faces as they jumped up and raced to save Flynn, wherever he was and whatever danger he was in. But then, the screaming stopped, making Phineas even more terrified.

They finally found Flynn, being attacked by wild wolves! They grabbed anything they could find to scare the wolves away. After a long and painful fight, they managed to chase them off. But it was too late. Flynn was on the verge of death, blood everywhere from his ripped-off arm. Phineas picked him up, trying to run back to the town for help, but they were so far away that Flynn died in Phineas' arms, nowhere near any the town nor any help.

Laurence could only stand there, in shock, as Phineas cried and begged God not to take away his brother. It only got worse from there. Phineas fell into deep stage of grief and depression. He isolated himself, hating the world outside and blaming himself for Flynn's death. Years went by, and he never got better. All Laurence could do was be there, comforting him, but it broke his heart to see his once lively and cheerful friend turn into a shell of his former self.

Then one day, Phineas went missing, like he vanished into thin air. Rumors started flying around, each one worse than the next. Laurence couldn't stand hearing those awful rumours anymore, so he decided to find Phineas or at least some clue about what may had happened to him. The first place he thought of was the forest where Flynn died. He searched for hours, reaching the deepest parts and the willow tree where they used to hang out. Everything seemed normal and he was about to give up… until he stumbled upon a mirror embedded in the ground. Oddly enough, he saw no reflection in the mirror, even his own.

While staring at the reflection-less mirror, Laurence thought he saw Phineas for a split second and turned around, thinking his friend was behind him. But he wasn't. Only an unclear image of Phineas was in the mirror, confusing Laurence even more. He leaned in to get a closer look but ended up falling into the mirror like a rabbit hole!

...That was the day Laurence disappeared, never to be seen again. It was also the day that marked the first victim of The Mirror's World.

I would had talked more about the lore but I feel this is enough for now :)!!

[slayterlives]

I'm going to be very brutally honest and open in a way I'm not with many people, because everyone starts going "oh my god thats so horrible" and it turns into me comforting that person instead of me being able to talk openly about how bad things are.

I want to fucking kill myself. Every second of every day. I've blocked out most of my memories because the harassment and bullying thrown at me from such a young age genuinely fucked me up to the point of several attempts at taking my own life throughout my school life. I'm not trying to unblock these memories because they would be too harmful to go through again. I coped by clinging to music, finding bands like Paramore to keep me going, but it was always a struggle because god forbid I have a good life.

Growing up in the middle of Bath, NY has genuinely scarred me, being openly queer as soon as I realized it because the people shouting "faggot" at me were just several years too early. These struggles lead to some very dark moments with mom, when she would lock me outside in snow storms when we would fight, meaning that my only parent isn't someone I can ever be fully open with because I'm afraid it'll happen again if it's ever brought up. This is the first time she's heard this from me, probably only hearing it through the grapevine previously if at all. Unfortunately, that time frame happened to be when I was trying to learn to drive, and then having to wait a few years to be able to get behind the wheel of the new car meant that I'd already resigned myself to being stuck in this town. I'm still living with her because I have no other option. Bath isn't known for being full of queer folks, so the required "partners move in together to be able to afford rent" would be almost impossible, one person showing interest but no compatibility, and no one out of town willing to spend gas money on a sad lil fat-ass faggot in Bath.

I'm excellent at what I do, which is just being a digital media artist in general, but there's nothing anywhere nearby that lets me do that without me starting my own business, and being so broke for my entire life means I cant afford to do that, and I can't afford to move anywhere that would let me persue those talents.

After that music festival fucked me over, everything I knew about myself was thrown out the window. I've realized I'm more than likely not a trans girl, but that just means now I'm unhappy in my own body and have no way to fix it because I'm broke in the middle of nowhere with no way out surrounded by bigoted assholes who still shout "faggot" out of their truck windows when they drive by me walking somewhere.

This is all on top of the knowledge that the world's gonna burn before the rich fucks in charge give up their money, and I'm stuck working dead end jobs that I honestly only like because they've got a few good moments compared to the jobs that don't. I'm literally just getting through every day, beaten down and broken, just to wake up the next morning and do it all over again.

The good moments are there, but theyre so fucking rare that the bad moments outnumber them 10 to 1, and those bad moments have only gotten worse and worse. They're unbearable anymore. I cannot keep going. Then, lets address the whole therapy thing, because what's a therapist going to do? Tell me how to cope with it, but not how to feel better. They'll teach me techniques to just keep going, but when life is genuinely this horrible, why would I want to keep going? Just to keep being beaten down and tormented until eventually the world falls apart or I collapse on the job? I don't want to keep going because it's genuinely not worth it.

When life is this miserable, this consistently, for this long, there's no light at the end of the tunnel. What, another concert to keep me together just long enough to get me to the next concert that I can't afford?

If someone handed me a loaded shotgun and told me "do whatever you want" I would have my mouth around that barrel and the trigger pulled before I could even think about it. The only reason I'm not offing myself right this moment is because I want it to be quick and guaranteed. No slitting my wrists because there's a chance it'll just disable me and I'll survive, and even if I don't it'll take a few moments of pain to get there, and I don't want more pain, I just want it to be over.

And the "stay alive for the people you care about" only makes me feel worse about it, it's not fixing anything but it's adding so much guilt to everything I do. And lets be honest: yall might be sad for a bit, but that sadness isn't nearly as bad as what I feel day to fucking day. I'm broken, beaten and have no way to fix it with no hope, why would I want to go on?

and I'm not sharing this for sympathy. I'm sharing this because no one actually knows how bad it is for me, to the scale I experience this, because no one can listen much further without being upset and having to stop, and that moment where you can just stop is what I'm lacking. There's no end for me.

[the-starry-seas]

gonna put this under a readmore so people don't have to scroll for years cause i have too many 😂 but thank you for asking @siyratiin!

Originally it was just a regular mechanical keyboard, but in a battle of the bots, a bot’s shard was injured. The energon from this shard came into contact with the keyboard, and a new bot was created in an instant. Terrified by the battle of giants raging all around it, it ran off immediately to hide. It was found two days later by the human it’s lived with since, who named it Button.

Chromeblaze is a very reserved bot. She escaped Cybertron just to land on Earth among the beginning of WWII, so she didn't have a very favourable view of humans and hid among an Energon-rich mountain range with her twins until they were found by other Autobots who convinced her to give Earth a second chance. She's a 1936 MG TA Midget (pic is a black car but she's dark turquoise).

The twins' names, by the way, are Neutrobolt (red) and Nitroblitz (blue). Chromeblaze was their batch initiator! Their spark split in half during the sparking process, creating twins from the only protoforms who weren't destroyed in a Decepticon raid. They chose their alt forms after already being on Earth for a while, and settled on the 1959 MG MGA 1500. Their alt forms are from the product line that replaced Chromeblaze's alt form, which they see as a familial line.

Demoiselle was sparked into the Decepticon faction, but didn't really care for it. Eventually zi ran away, scanned a different alt form to hide better, broke down, and got restored by a ranger who thought she was just fixing up a normal old vehicle. Since zi loves birds, zi's actually quite delighted to be living on a bird sanctuary in the middle of nowhere. Zir alt form is a side-by-side, or UTV, speifically the 1990 Land Pride Runabout UTV. (Unlike the picture, zi's grey with a purple stripe up the side. Turns out vehicle manufacturers did not account for me when planning their stock paint options.)

Technically Goldshot has two alt forms! Because she had one before she went to Jurassic Park. To get on the island, she became one of the gas Jeeps, #13 to be exact. When the park went offline during the hurricane, she went to the nursery in the visitors' center to check if the babies were all right. The rest of the raptor eggs hatched while she was there and imprinted on her. She was delighted! And Optimus was very tired when he came to pick her up and she wouldn't leave any of her raptors (or that month-old dilo) behind. She looks exactly like the canon vehicles, just with a different number.

Nightflash was sparked just after the war on Cybertron began and is kinda fucked up from being a child soldier feyr entire life (not that fey'd ever admit it). Fey has a lighted spoiler and rims and running boards, a roll cage around feyr front seats, heavily tinted windows, and whitewall tires. The lights can switch between white, black, green, and RGB. Feyr car mode, a 1984 Fiero 2M4, was entirely influenced by this post. I can't find a pic of a green one like fey is so have this one:

Stormbrake crash-landed on Earth hard enough to result in a forced shutdown of his systems. He came back online 35 years later in the hands of the Decepticons, who convinced him that they were all on the same side, peacekeepers, and the Autobots were actually trying to kill everyone. Eventually Stormbrake started questioning things so they sent him to kill the 'rebel leader', aka Optimus, assuming he'd die in the attempt. Instead the Autobots managed to un-brainwash him and now he's dating the bot he was sent to kill. His alt form used to be a grey 1985 Ford Escort and is now an orange and robin's egg blue Caterpillar D6T XL Crawler Dozer. He scanned a brightly-painted art installation rather than a normal dozer bc it made him feel pretty <3

And finally, I have Voltcast! Who technically does not have an alt form because he's a dinobot, but I love him anyway. He's based on a Utahraptor. He has two-foot-long feathers at the end of his tail and along his arms from wrist to shoulder. Each is independently attached, and can be electrified and used as projectile weapons. He was alone for two hundred years after being the sole survivor of an Autobot-Decepticon fight, and with so much alone time to think, decided all that faction shit is stupid. He’s avoided interacting with any bots he’s seen since, and has been having a great time on his own in the woods, occasionally scaring the shit out of random hikers.

I've gotta get weirder about my Transformers OCs, ask me something about em and I'll come ask about yours!

[eternalbuckley]

Love is a tragedy. — eddie munson

SUMMARY: You were in a relationship with Eddie Munson. You're questioning yourself why your boyfriend seems to ignore you. Maybe he's fallen out of love with you? Or are you just worried about silly things? But what if he only acts like that because he‘s jealous and insecure because of your friendship and past with Steve? Maybe you‘re also too insecure about his drug deals with your childhood bully.

word count: 3,336

genre: angst i'm sorry, small glimpse of fluff if you look closely | gn!reader, queer!reader, bipoc!reader and plus-size!reader friendly

warnings: angst, angst, oh did i already mention angst?, insecure eddie and reader, jealous eddie and reader, arguing (i'm sorry babes), crying/tears being held back, heartbreak?, mention of reader getting bullied in the past, mention of drug deal, reader thinking eddie doesn’t love them anymore, established relationship, use of pet names (sweetheart, my love), reader and eddie getting called a freak, english is not my first language, hardly proofread (there might be used she/her pronouns and „girlfriend“ for the reader, because it was written as a fem!reader first but i‘ll edit it soon!) — let me know if i forgot something to add!

a/n: honestly i'm so sorry for this. i cried a few times while writing this i'm not lying. this broke my heart in some ways enjoy it anyways! :) i might write a second part.

disclaimer: please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work or post this anywhere without my consent. do not translate my work and post it anywhere — i give you no permission to do that. i only post my stories here, so if you find my work anywhere else please let me know! reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated and welcomed!

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"Do you somehow still like him?" Eddie asked you out of nowhere. Not knowing what he exactly meant, you turned your body to him, a questionable expression on your face.

You were currently at his trailer, after a long week, you were finally able to be with him again. You haven’t seen him in the whole week since he was busy with drug deals, hanging out with his band or planning his next campaign. Sure, you loved how much effort he put into everything but giving you basically no sign of him being alive for the whole week was just something that worried you.

Since he told you the first time that the Kathy, former Queen of Hawkins High and kind of your sworn nemesis, wanted drugs from him. You knew you didn’t like this idea. There was no reason to blame it on Eddie since you never really told him anything that happened with her and you in the past. You didn’t really know her, only a few things people were telling here and there. She used to make fun of you, mostly at parties if you attended them.

Sure, Eddie never found it out. As much as you knew. You only told him that there was someone in your neighborhood who bullied you. But you told him that they moved away. One evening he randomly started talking about his somewhat middle school crush. The same person who treated you like shit and even there you didn’t tell Eddie what she did to you. It was bad, you knew that.

The first time he mentioned this, you felt your heart sink into your stomach. Maybe it was stupid of you to think that way but you were insecure. You knew she was beautiful. She pulled several boys and was loved by everyone. In your words even more beautiful than you, despite what Eddie told you several times. He always made sure that you knew he loved you. He always tried to made sure to tell you how much he admires you. How much he loves and cares about you. That you literally changed his life into a better one. How thankful he was to have you in his life. You always supported him in his campaigns, through his school years, while playing with his band. Giving him full support while he was doing the things he loves. He admired that about you.

But since the last time he even made a compliment, oh it feels like years. Something changed in your relationship especially since he started to sell drugs to Kathy. You didn’t want to give Eddie any fault but it made you feel like shit. It felt like that he often ignored you in a way while you were out. Him not answering your questions or calls. Him acting totally weird. And you didn’t know what to do, so you fought it would be the best idea to ask for the help of a close friend. In that way, it was Steve Harrington. Well and Robin Buckley. Your best friends. There was some kind of a past between you and Steve. From flirting to being each other’s first kiss. For a few weeks, you dated each other, just to try it out but it didn’t work out. It was a small stupid middle school crush you had on each other. But neither of you thought it was awkward since there didn’t happen much more. You were still very close friends and comforted each other if you needed it.

And that was also a point for Eddie. He was insecure about your friendship with Steve and the past you had with him. Even if you did tell him a lot of times that there‘s nothing ever going to happen with Steve again, he was still insecure. You knew that and did your best to show your boyfriend what you felt for him. But sometimes it felt like that it was not enough. Eddie wasn’t the type to blame it on you but he didn’t know what else to do. He was jealous but you didn’t know that. At least he hoped that you didn’t notice it. And he didn’t realize that he put a distance between you and him because of that. You noticed it and it hurt you a lot. He told you a few times he wouldn’t have any time if you wanted to see him. He apparently was always busy. You were missing him. You often found yourself sitting either on your bedroom floor or lying in your bed, crying. Thinking he lost feelings for you and that this was his strategy to slowly break up with you. Or that you’d do it, so he won’t have to do it. It made you feel miserable. Which made you find some support and comfort in Steve and Robin. They helped to distract you. But yesterday out of nowhere Eddie asked you if you wanted to sleep over with him since his uncle wouldn’t be there for the next few days. Which you obviously agreed to. Slightly hoping he would address the current situation between you two or not.

"What?" You didn’t exactly know what he meant. But him being silent for a few seconds let you guess who it was about and you were right.

He rolled his eyes. "Don‘t act like you don’t know what I mean, Y/N." He sighed and brought up his hands to rub his eyes, only to look at you after it. You tried to read his face but it was useless. He wasn’t showing any emotions, only tired eyes. "I mean Steve. Do you still like him?"

You knitted your eyebrows together. "What? No. Of course not!" You straightened your back and moved closer to Eddie to touch his arm but he took it away. Hurt was seen in his eyes but also in yours. You were scared of the outcome of the current situation. "Why do you think that suddenly? I already told you sev-"

"I saw you. With him." He interrupted you. Leaning against the couch you both sat on. His voice wasn’t angry. He kind of sounded disappointed. Was he disappointed in you? "You seemed to be very happy with him yesterday."

"And? I was only hanging out with a friend, Eds. Steve is my friend. Nothing more, you know that. And it wasn’t like that I was alone with him. Robin was there too." You defended yourself.

He scoffed in disbelief. “Sure. Didn’t seem to be like that.”

"What the fuck is your problem, Eddie? Steve is only a friend. He will never be more for me. You‘re the only one for me."

He looked away from you and shook his head. You didn’t know what was going on with him but you knew he was fed up. You knew that he was insecure about your friendship with Steve but you didn’t think it would affect him that much since he seemed to be good with him. But maybe it was just a show so you wouldn’t feel bad?

"You were hanging out with him a lot recently." Eddie only mentioned it in a quieter voice but you were still able to hear it clearly. Hurt was in his voice and it hit you too to see him like that.

"With Robin. I never hung out with him alone. So, I don’t see a problem here, Eddie." You folded your arms. "Do you really want to know why I was with them the whole time?”

He was silent and only looked at you, waiting for you to continue.

“It was because you had no time for me. You always said you were busy and tried to even avoid me. And they were helping me to distract me."

It was stupid. The whole thing between you was stupid and somewhat childish. But you both were too fed up with each other in that moment. And it could end in a way where you both didn’t want to have it.

"Oh, now you want to give me the fault?" He scoffed with a laugh and stood up. Shaking his head.

You rolled your eyes. He was walking behind you but you didn’t move a muscle. Staring at the TV in front of you. You saw a few glimpses of him in it. Eddie knew that avoiding you wasn’t the best idea. It was the worst. He knew that.

"No. I was just stating the facts, Eddie." You blatantly told him and sighed. "I just wanted to have some company of my friends because you didn’t seem to have time for your god damn partner!" You quickly turned your head in his direction. Slight tears in your eyes, and you tried to blink them away. And it drove him crazy.

He stopped in his tracks and looked at you, his breath slightly hitching at the sight of you. Slightly tilted head and lower lip being bitten by him. Seeing your tears hurt him but he wasn’t able to think clearly.

"Yes, I was busy. Doing drug deals with Kathy and hanging out with the band. Nothing more. You know that." He defended himself now. You laughed in disbelief.

You nodded your head and shrugged. "Sure. I‘ll believe you. I know that they‘re only drug deals with your so beloved Kathy." You moved your index fingers. You didn’t want to admit how you felt about the thing with Kathy.

"Then why don’t you believe me that Steve is only my fuckin‘ friend and nothing more?"

He looked down for a second and fiddled with his fingers. Nervosity driving through his entire body. Not wanting to admit his jealousy. "Because I have the feeling you guys could go back together! Because he definitely still likes you, Y/N. I see the looks he shots to you while you‘re not looking. I see the ways his eyes linger on you. Basically, imaging ripping off your clothes."

You stared at him. Blinking with your eyes. Oh god, he was jealous. It was obvious.

“Are you.. It’s not that deep, Eddie.” Your eyes softened.

“Was Steve Harrington my first kind of boyfriend? Yes. Was he my first kiss? Yes.” You stood up to slowly walk over to Eddie. “Did I like him? Kind of, I don't know. It was a stupid middle school crush. And do I like him or would go back to him? No, definitely not. Because I have you, Eds. And I wouldn’t want to be with someone else. And it’s not like that Steve is currently crushing on this one ginger-haired girl he met a few weeks ago.”

You put your hands on his cheeks, so he’d have to look at you, which he did. Slight tears in his eyes.

“I’d never dare myself to leave you, Eddie Munson.” You whispered and slightly stroke with your thumbs over his cheeks.

“I don’t know what to believe or not right now. Maybe it’s for the best if we br-”

You immediately put your hands away, leaving coldness on Eddie’s skin. He immediately regretted it to even have thought about his words. Well, he wasn’t even sure if he actually thought about them first. He didn’t even mean them but his mouth was quicker than his brain.

“Don’t say it. Okay?” More tears building up in your eyes now, you put a slight distance between you. “Do you seriously want to break up with me now, Eddie?”

Eddie stayed silent, causing you to only huff.

“I can’t believe that now.” You laughed in disbelief and hurt. You took your backpack and looked at him. “I’ll say it again, Eddie. Seve is only my friend. Nothing more and it will always be like that. I promise. But if you really want to break up because of that then.. I don’t know maybe we should do.” You had a sad smile on your lips.

He gulped. He wanted to defend himself. Wanted to apologize but he couldn’t say anything. Eddie opened his mouth a few times but always closed it. He didn’t want to lose you. Especially not because of silly things.

“Eddie Munson. Our relationship.. It was a wonderful time. The best time in my life. And I’d have never thought it would end. Not in that way.” You sniffed. “I hope we both will realize soon that there was no reason.” A tear rolled down your cheek which you quickly wiped away.

You turned around to walk to the door but he quickly held on to your wrist. Causing you to stop in your tracks. You closed your eyes. Trying to hold in the tears.

“Don’t. Please don’t leave, Y/N.” Eddie begged. His voice cracked at the end of his words.

You stayed silent and didn’t move a muscle. Not daring to turn around and look into his eyes. You knew he didn’t mean it but it still hurt you. Probably it hurt him too. Especially because of the whole circumstances right now.

“I- I didn’t mean it. It was stupid to even say anything about it in the first place. I don’t want to lose you. Please believe me, Sweetheart.”

“Then why do you let your jealousy take over something little that was something in middle school?” You asked him and turned around but didn’t meet his eyes. A few tears left your eyes, which he wiped away now, carefully. Not wanting to overstep something. He still holds your wrist. You both were vulnerable at this moment.

“I don’t know. Maybe I’m just not good enough for you and scared that I'll lose you?”

You bit on your lower lip. Not knowing what to say so you listened to him. Tears were slowly building up in his own eyes.

“Ever since we met, you made everything better, Y/N. I would have never thought that you would actually agree to go on that date with me when I asked you first out.” He told you, causing you to chuckle.

You still remember his attempt of him, to ask you out. Which totally was a failure but made you even more sure that you liked him. While he was running after you after school he slipped and landed on the floor. Which caused you to check up on him, only to be asked out by him while you looked at his back for any injuries. He was sitting on a seat in your car, he only looked at you over his shoulder with his stupid lovable smile on his lips. It was stupid. But it was cute.

“I still remember it.” You said quietly and had a small smile on your lips now.

“I never believed in love, but with you? It changed immediately.”

You gave him a bigger smile now and went in to deeply hug him. His hands were around your waist. Your hands around his neck. Eddie pulled you as close as he could and apologized several times. You didn‘t know what to feel at this moment. He thought about breaking up with you. What if he could mean it that way? You weren’t sure what would happen after today. Would anything go back to normal? Would you ever talk about today again? Would you both just act as if nothing happened? But right now, you only needed him and only him.

He looked deeply into your eyes. “I love you, Sweetheart. There is no one who is better than you.” His hands were on your cheeks now. You lazily smiled at him and kissed him.

“I love you too, my love.” You whispered.

Little did you know what would happen a few days later while you were out with Robin and saw Eddie. With the certain Kathy. She was trying to hit on him. You saw how close she got to him. Causing your insecurities and jealousy to get even stronger. The last days were good between you and Eddie. The day after you argued you talked everything out and concluded to talk about any insecurities or thoughts you both would have. He promised you he would not get his jealousy or insecurities between you again. But you still didn’t tell him about your feelings and insecurities that are caused by Kathy. Eddie still didn’t know about the past you had with her.

Robin was packed with some food as she followed you out of the store and saw how you stopped walking and watched two people, Kathy and Eddie. She sighed and shoved you in the opposite direction. “Let’s get you somewhere else.” You nodded and turned around, wiping away your tears.

While you were walking away Eddie saw you. He saw the sadness in your face before you turned around and walked away. How Robin quickly made sure to leave with you and that’s when it clicked for him. He stepped away from Kathy. She didn’t look very pleased by his action. Kathy knew that you liked him, so she wanted to get him before him. She just didn’t know that Eddie already gave his heart fully to you and was in no way interested in anyone else. Especially Kathy.

Yes, he had a crush on her in middle school but it wasn’t deep. He heard different stories about her in the last years. And how much she changed in a badly way.

“Woah.” Eddie holds his arm between him and her. Not wanting her to be too close.

“What’s wrong, Eddie bear?” She blinked with her eyelashes, trying to get him. She stepped further toward him, causing him to step away again. She was annoyed at that.

He cringed at the name she gave him. It sounded weird and he didn’t like it at all.

“I’m just selling you drugs here. Nothing more.”

She looked at him. Slightly squinting her eyes at him.

“I thought.. Maybe we can do something else, Eddie bear.” She giggled and played with her hair. “I’d really like to know how you ta-“ She looked down at him.

“Absolutely not.” He was somehow disgusted. “I won’t cheat on my partner. Never in my dreams.”

Her eyes widened. Annoyed that she couldn’t make you pay. But she was also happy because she was sure you wouldn’t ever be able to pull him.

“Oh, then I’m truly sorry.” She apologized, not meaning it, and giggled again. “I’m sure they must be really beautiful.” Kathy took her backpack and complimented you without even knowing it. “See you on Friday.” She said her goodbyes and wanted to leave.

“About that..” He looked at her. “There won’t be a need to meet up again. Find someone else who sells you your drugs. But I’m not gonna deal with you anymore.”

“What?!” She squealed. “What the fuck?”

Eddie took his stuff and didn’t even look at her. “I don’t want to sell anything to someone who bullies others or wants to seduce their dealers.”

“Ohhh.. Is that little freak, Y/N, your little partner?” She laughed in disbelief. “Should’ve known that a freak like them would get with a freak like you are.” She walked away but turned around again. 

He looked at her now. What did you have to do with her? That’s when it clicked for him. And oh, did he felt miserable about it.

“I don’t even want your drugs anymore. Have fun with your little freak, you freak!” She yelled with a devilish smile and finally walked away.

Eddie only rolled his eyes.

“Fuck..” He mumbled.

He quickly made his way to find you. He hoped he would be able to fix up his mistake. He realized now what you always meant if you talked about your bully. Or who you meant. He remembered the few times that you mentioned that you were bullied. Mostly while he mentioned something about Kathy. Which disgusted him even more now. He was scared that it might be too late to fix everything. After a all it could be said that Love is truly a tragedy.

[lemon-boy-stan]

Being best friends with Steve but your secretly in love with him but he loves Nancy. You and Steve are inseparable, you two are like a package deal, but it would hurt a lot when he would blow you off to hangout with his girlfriend Nancy. You were so jealous of her even when they broke up and you comforted him, but you found a distraction from your feelings for Steve “the Hair” Harrington. That was when Billy Hargrove came to the school, Billy already didn’t like Steve but damn he wanted you. Steve always waits for you by your locker at school and his heart drops when he sees Billy in his place, worst of all flirting with you, twirling your hair, whispering in your ear as you smiled and blushed, watching his hands go all over you, it made Steve want to throw up. When you blew him off for an “unknown” reason he was too curious and had to find out what was going on, he walked you your place and ofc Billy’s car is there and peeks through your window and sees him legit pounding you into the mattress and god were you loud. When you saw Steve the next day he’s all pouty and sad because he misses you and that’s when he realizes how much he loves you and he starts bragging that he can treat you better than stupid Billy.😔😔

hiii anon tysm for requesting this! (i didn't include the biy smut because i suck at billy smut but I hope you liked it anyway!)

"TREAT YOU BETTER"

summary: yn is in love with her best friend steve, but steve is dating nancy. every day she comes home miserable about seeing them together. fast-forward to senior year, and there's a new kid in town, billy hargrove. at first, yn turns him down, with eyes for steve only, but she soon realises her hints at steve are going nowhere, so she accepts billy's offer, even though steve keeps arguing that billy's no good for her. genre: angst, fluff. pairing: steve harrington x best friend!reader. warnings: billy's basically an asshole, use of alcohol and drugs, billy's abusive towards yn (kind of like how he is to max), yn hates nancy. an: this is based on the ask and also the song treat you better by shawn mendes.

DECEMBER 1982

Nancy Wheeler. You tried telling yourself that you liked her, that she was one of your best friends, that you couldn't say anything about her, because she was one of the kindest people you knew. But when you cried into your pillow every week, you knew you hated her.

She was always one better at you than everything. In sports, in your grades, in the things you had, in your looks, and now, how your best friend thought of you. Steve and Nancy had been dating for a year.

She joined the group in your freshman year, wanting to be popular, even though everyone else had already known each other since middle school, either by you or by Steve.

Nancy was your friend first, and you always hated yourself for introducing her to Harrington, but you and Steve were the founders of the group. Every year, you had been prom queen and king. And then Steve got an actual girlfriend.

"She's such a bitch," you arranged the photos on the yearbook spread, "Like, what does Steve see in her?" one of your other friends, Hannah, shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe you should just steal him from her. Hey, Greg? This article is for the tenth page." Hannah was Steve's friend, Josh's girlfriend.

There were seven of you in the group: you, Steve, Hannah, Josh, Isaac, Tracy, Nancy, and Peter. "You know, she asked me if she could come to our party. She's basically new meat. She just stole him..." Hannah rolled her eyes, "babe, that was two years ago. She's intune now. And I would love to do some insanely bitchy shit to her, but I tell Josh everything, and you know he has a big mouth. Steve would be so upset, especially after that Barb girl died. Just try and be happy for him." now you were the one roling your eyes, "I am trying to be happy for him. I'm always fixing his relationship problems for him. Sometimes I just wish that I wouldn't."

JANUARY 1983

You hoped your glowering wasn't too obvious, but you were glowering anyway as Steve and Nancy set their trays down on the table. They'd been dating for two years now, and it occured to you that your progress with dropping hints at Steve was going absolutely nowhere.

One of your friends, Tracy, turned to Isaac. He was a total nerd, but he was a shooter on the basketball team. "Apparently the new kid's really hot." and your ears perked at this, you were always a sucker for drama. You turned away from your conversation with Steve, "oh yeah? Who?" leaning in like you were discussing a very important matter. Steve frowned, although he didn't know why he was upset.

Tracy smirked, "Billy Hargrove. He's a total rebel and a bad boy, probably a druggie, too, but he's superhot. He's a surfer." Peter grinned at you, "so he's basically your type, then, Y/N." and you scrunched up your nose, "what? No, he's not!" trying your best not to look at Steve.

Hannah rose her eyebrows with a smirk, "you literally did it with that Munson guy at Josh's party, and he's like, a satan worshipper or something." your jaw dropped at this before you crossed your arms, "no he's not! He's actually really nice, okay? And anyway I was shitfaced drunk that night so it doesn't count." and Peter snorted at this, "yeah. I bet he was only nice because you showed him your tits." Steve got up abruptly, clenching his fists over his lunch tray, glaring profuesly at Peter before grumbling loudly and walking off.

You threw Peter an injured look that was filled with sarcasm, flipping him the bird violently. Steve sat back down, folding his arms over the table. You turned to him, "what the fuck was that for?" and he shrugged, narrowing his eyes at you. "What?" grinding his teeth. You rolled your eyes, "whatever, asshole." Steve slumped in his seat, but only enough for you to notice. Isaac chortled loudly, "it's his time of the month." and all four of you girls yelled at him, you, Hannah, Tracy and even Nancy, who'd been silent most of the afternoon. "SHUT UP, ISAAC!"

The whole cafeteria turned to look at your table and Josh slapped him on the back, "this is why you don't have any girlfriends, Isaac." and Isaac rolled his eyes, taking Hannah's empty juicebox, scrunching it up and throwing it over the table at the head of a freshman grumpily.

MARCH 1983

Steve had said if anyone puked on his seats he was going to leave them on the side of the road. You'd asked him, "what if Nancy's the one who pukes?" and Steve said, "I'll toss her out of the car." and although Nancy had been all pouty and miffed about it and Steve had asured her he would never do that, it still made you happy that he'd said that.

You'd gone shopping with Tracy and Hannah yesterday for a new outfit at Starcourt. You'd managed to leave Nancy behind, and you were glad that it had been a total anti-Wheeler bitch fest, but then you saw her and Steve coming out from the cinema with matching bracelets that were definetly homemade and it made you want to puke.

Even though you'd spent the rest of the afternoon crying, you looked fabulous, and it made you feel just a little bit better. And you felt even better when Billy Hargrove approached you at the party and called you hot.

Billy, the one guy who intimidated King Steve. He was smoking, and you guessed Tracy was right about the drug thing, but it was only marijuana, and Steve sometimes smoked marijuana, so. She was also right about him being superhot. This kind of guy wasn't normally your type, but you'd heard rumors about him, and they were all true.

For one thing, you'd seen him play at Steve's games. You'd seen him walk around the halls at school, how all the girls stared and all the guys were jealous of him. He might even be prom king this year. And you knew how Steve was upset that he wasn't the best player anymore. Oh, yeah. If it was anyone who was intimidating enough to get the attention of Steve "the Hair" Harrington, it was Billy Hargrove.

Billy spoke through the cigarette, "aren't you a pretty little thing?" you tried to look like you were hiding your blush, giggling softly. Billy smiled flirtatiousy and your stomach flipped. He leanerd in closer so you could smell him, cologne mixed with sweat, alcohol and drugs. "What do you say, you and I get out of here and I show you a good time?" and you were so tempted to say yes.

But then you saw Steve, from across the room, and you remembered what Steve smelled Like, of day-old sweaters and the leather seats of his car and his the old farmhouse you'd discovered when you were kids, still hanging out there with your friends to this day, and you smiled sheepisly sad, shaking your head.

"I'm sorry," you said at last, "but it's my friend's party and I'd promised I'd stay the whole night." But Billy wasn't miffed. All he did was smile charmingly and took out a marker.

"Well, okay," and he took your arm, "call me if you ever want to." and you held your breath as he wrote the digits on your skin, body tingling as he walked away, into the crowd.

MAY 1983

Steve scowled as he and Nancy took their seats at the table. He didn't know why, but he hated seeing Y/N and Billy together. It really pissed him off.

Y/N used to wear Steve's sweaters all the time, Nancy didn't like his clothes. But now all she wore were that douchebag's leather jackets, and Steve hated that she looked good in them. Hot, even. But it didn't matter. Nancy was his girlfriend, and Y/N was Billy's.

Steve glared at the couple, "could you not? We're eating. Get a fucking room." and while you pulled away from Billy and blushed like you were embarrassed, all Billy did was smirk. "You got a problem, Harrington?"

Steve scoffed and puffed out his chest. Tracy giggled softly, turning to Y/N. "Your boyfriend's so hot." and you blushed again, "yeah, he kind of is. Definitely Prom King material." Billy grinned, taking your hand, kissing it. "Not without my queen." Steve was gonna puke.

Isaac, Peter and Josh crossed their arms. Well, at least Steve had them on his side. They knew who Y/N really belonged with. Steve just needed Y/N to know.

Steve pulled Nancy close to him, "yeah, well, you've got competition, Hargrove." and Billy smirked again, cocking his head. "You sure about that, Harrington? I mean, you don't really fit the position, but Wheeler's got some damn hot boobs, I bet, and so does Y/N. Who knows? There might be two queens this year." Steve clenched his fists.

All Billy did was smirk. "Did that seriously rile you up, Harrington? Damn, next time I wanna kick your ass at basketball all I have to do is bring up Y/N's hot fucking boobs."

Steve lunged across the table, scattering food trays and juice boxes astray. You got up from your seat lightning fast, shrieking loudly. "Steve!" and the sound brought a clarity to Steve's rage-filled mind. He gripped Billy's shirt in his fist, but all he did was laugh.

One of the teachers began to glare at your table. "Steve!" you said again, gesturing with your head. Steve huffed loudly, "yeah, yeah, I know."

The bell rang.

As soon as you, Steve and Jamie were in class, Steve hauled you over to the empty desk next to his, taking your stuff with him even though you both knew Jamie would be listening in. She was like that. And besides, she was your best friend. It was her duty.

When your English teacher, Mr. Watson, wasn't looking, Steve broke into the conversation angrily. "Why do you spend time with that freak? He's a douchebag, Y/N! Have you seen the way he treats his little sister? He's no good for you! He doesn't deserve you. He's an asshole, I -"

"Mr. Harrington! Is there something you would Like to share with the class?" and Steve brought his attention to the front of the clasroom, "no, sir." falling quiet.

He didn't speak to you for the rest of the lesson, except for when you asked to borrow his eraser. When he gave it to you, he could've sworn he saw you blush.

JUNE 1983

The ringing phone in your room woke you up at nine o'clock on a Sunday morning. You groaned loudly before stumbling out of bed, Steve's old gym shirt flowing past your knees. Your legs were cold.

It was Billy. Great. Just great. "You wanna come over?" god, no.

You shook your head, "no, I can't, I'm sorry. I've got to study. No distractions," you added, remembering that one time you let Billy come over while you were studying. You could almost see his shrug, "all right."

You groaned in relief as Billy hung up, walking back over to your bed, sliding back under the doonas. You didn't actually have any studying to do. Billy was just... a handful. Steve was right about that.

The phone rang again.

"For fuck's sake!" you shouted angrily, stomping back over. You were about to yell at Billy, no shits to give, but Billy spoke before you could yell at him.

"Are you at home?" and you grumbled loudly, "yes, I already said I'm at home studying." and you could almost hear Billy's grin, "that was a trick question. I know you're at home, because I'm calling you with the phone in your living room." What the fuck? You thought to yourself. That was so fucking creepy! Why would -

"Steve?"

"Ya-huh. Your mum let me in." oh. So Billy wasn't Billy. Billy was Steve. You smiled softly.

You blew out heavily into the reciever, "oh thank god, I -" and Steve grinned at the front door of your room, "let me guess. You didn't want it to be Billy?"

You wanted to say yes, so bad. You just wanted to cry to him, admit that he'd been right all along, tell him how much you hated Billy, kiss him and say, please, please take me away from here.

But then you remembered your birthday party in 1981 where your newest guest, Nancy Wheeler, was making out with your best friend and crush, Steve Harrington.

You shook your head, "no. I'm just glad it was you." Steve grinned, "is that my shirt?" even though he already knew the answer as he walked into your bedroom. You rolled your eyes, "of course it is, Steven."

But Steve was still grinning, "don't you have Billy's clothes to wear?" and you scowled at his words, "I'm not wearing leather jackets to sleep." though that wasn't the full reason why you didn't wear Billy's clothes. You had a lot of his shirts. It was just... they didn't smell like Steve.

Steve rolled his eyes, "whatever. Can you not talk about Billy for like, just five minutes?" and your jaw dropped at him, "are you serious, Steve? You were the one who brought him up!" and you crossed your arms, glaring at him profuesly, trying to figure out exactly why he was blaring so hot and cold.

Steve sighed sheepishly, "alright. I'm sorry." pulling you close and hugging you. "Hey. Wanna go watch a movie or something?" speaking into the top of your head. You smiled into him, "yeah, sure. Just let me get changed." and Steve pouted at this, "but I Iike it when you wear my shirts. Nancy never wears my clothes." and you scowled, "I'll get arrested for nudity. Now turn around, you perv."

Steve grinned, "whatever you say." and you checked that he really was turned around before pulling off his gym shirt and throwing on a dress. Steve whined loudly, "Y/N! Can't you wear one of my jumpers. Please." and you scoffed, "you act like you want people to think we're dating!" you waited for a reaction, but all Steve did was smile. You rolled your eyes, "fine. Now come on!"

Monday night

Steve loved the roads near Y/N's house. All the cobblestones were broken, but there was a time where they were kids and he played a game with her where you couldn't touch the lines on the road. She got a scrape on her knee and cried into him for half an hour before letting him put on the band-aid, but it was one of his favourite memories.

He was playing the game now, though he was sure he'd stepped on at least five or six lines. He was too preoccupied, distracted. He'd just broken up with Nancy, and the thought was swimming around in his head like a record he couldn't turn off.

"Don't say it's bullshit, Nancy!" Steve was the second to raise his voice, throat shaky. "Don't fucking say it's bullshit!" tears were threatening to spill from his eyes as Nancy crossed her arms, "oh yeah? It's bullshit. B - U - L - L - S - H -" Steve slammed the door in her face, anger seething out. It was the fourth time they'd broken up, but this time Steve knew it was final. He didn't love her anymore. He was pretty sure he'd never loved her.

Steve sighed as up to Y/N's house. He was so ready for a sick movie night right now. He put his hand to the door and knocked on it, opening his mouth to yell out for her. That's when he heard the screaming. He opened the door with the spare key under the little red mat, and ran into the house and up into her room, where the scene unraveled before him.

"YOU SAID YOU WERE STUDYING BUT I SAW YOU WITH HARRINGTON AT STARCOURT, AND YOU WERE WEARING HIS JUMPER! YOU'VE BEEN SLEEPING WITH HIM, HAVEN'T YOU? I'VE SEEN THE WAY YOU LOOK AT HIM, YOU FUCKING SLUT!"

The rage and sirens blew through Steve's mind. All he saw was red, red as Billy grabbed Y/N's wrist, red as Steve barrelled over across the corner of the room where they were standing.

Steve tried his best to be gentle, but he threw Y/N away from Billy, shoving her lightly to the side, out of his reach. He drew an invisible line from him, Y/N, and Billy, and as soon as Y/N was on his side of the line, Steve tumbled over, yelling in rage.

You watched the scene in horror. Steve was wrestling with Billy, screaming, literally screaming, in his face. "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER, HARGROVE!" the shock rested on your face and you were sure that it would never come off. "DON'T FUCKING TREAT HER LIKE THAT, YOU ASSHOLE!"

But then Billy laughed, flipping the two of them around so that he was the one giving the punches, and you were still watching in horror before a scream leapt out of your mouth. "STEVE!" you tried to run over but your legs wouldn't move. They were glued to the ground, fearful of what would happen if they did.

Steve grunted softly before heaving his breath heavily, muttering something under his breath. Then you screamed again, because now Steve was throwing punches. Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen until Billy clocked out.

Your legs started working again. The tears sprang from your eyes as you ran over, shattered and uneven breaths tumbling from your mouth. "Steve," his name came out as more of a gasp, you reached up to try to clean the blood from his face but he took your hand away gently, shaking his head.

"Are you okay?" he pulled you close to him and even though you hated yourself for it, you cried into his shirt. You nodded violently, choking out the words. "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. Are you - are you okay? Steve." looking up at him with big, doe eyes.

Steve grunted again before nodding, "yeah, I'm okay. I just. God, I fucking hate your boyfriend." he let out a hollow laugh and you thought for a while. You sniffed, "he's not my boyfriend anymore." and Steve hugged you again, "good."

There was a long, calming silence when you spoke again. You stood on your tip-toes to look him in the eyes, "Steve?" and he placed his lips on your head, "hmm." the words tumbled out unwillingly, "would it be okay if I kissed you?" knowing full well what the answer would be, knowing full well that he loved Nancy and not you.

So it shocked you when Steve smiled and said, "I was actually planning on doing that." but you put your head into his shirt softly and mumbled the words, "no, it's okay. I know you love Nancy. Don't kiss me just 'cause I asked you. I was just being silly, I -"

Steve groaned into the kiss, and it was just like how he'd thought it would be. Your lips were soft and warm and radiated a warmth through his entire body. He was so scared to let go, afraid you would break if he did, but when he finally pulled apart, he saw your smile, and he knew you were not broken anymore. Steve kissed your forehead softly, "I don't love Nancy. I love you. It's always been you." you buried your head into the neckline of his shirt, "I love you too."

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