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*slowly emerges from goblin cave*
Hey there y'all, moving sucks, flare-ups suck more, and yet I live. How are ya?
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burn
Max is late. Again.
Billy flicks the lighter open and shut again and again, half considering giving into his impulse to burn everything down. He never thinks about it too seriously, but it's always there in the back of his mind. A flickering ember, just waiting.
The only question is what will come first - getting out of this town, or when he finally gives into it.
But for today he clicks the lighter shut and stows it away in the glove-box. It’s just one of the shitty ones he buys at the gas station, of no actual value if Neil decides to search his car. He learned a long time ago that even the Camaro isn’t safe.
He thinks briefly about leaving her to skate home. He’s done it before, and it usually works well enough that she doesn’t pull the same stunt too often. He promised to keep out of her business and away from her friends. He’s followed through with that. But if he’s giving her a ride, he expects her to be on time.
And if they’re back late, it’ll be his head on the chopping block.
A familiar flash of red catches his eye and he grinds his teeth. Fucking finally.
She’s not alone, four boys trailing his stepsister like puppy dogs. He recognises them, half knows some of their names. But he doesn’t move, doesn’t even attempt to get out of the car, not since last November. He’s kept his promise.
If Neil ever catches Max with them, that’s her own problem.
One of the boys with dark hair says something that makes Max laugh. Another dramatically clutches his hands to his chest and staggers backwards and Max affectionately slaps him on the arm. Something about the easy, casual way they all walk in sync together makes bile rise in Billy’s throat. It seems that Billy’s the only one suffering in this town. For all of Max’s initial griping, she appears to actually like Hawkins.
He shouldn’t want her to be as miserable as he is. He just doesn’t want to be the only one drowning in it.
He doesn’t get why the boys are coming over to the high school until someone behind him leans on the horn. That’s when he spots the BMW.
That’s another promise he’s kept.
He’d woken in the Byers house, bloodied, sore and alone. The bitch had taken his car and when they’d returned, Billy had snatched the keys, grabbed Max, and driven off without a word. They were all dressed weirdly, with gloves, goggles and scarves wrapped around their faces. Max had strange dark smudges on her skin and her clothes reeked of smoke until laundry day. But she never once told him what they’d been doing and Billy decided that he didn’t want to know. Whatever fucked up shit she was involved in, he just didn’t care anymore. It was entirely up to her to explain to Neil and Susan, because he wasn’t about to cover for her.
But she’d told them something, and Neil hadn’t come into Billy’s room looking for an apology so Billy had left it. He’d cleaned the blood from his face and his knuckles, and he hasn’t looked too closely at what happened at the Byers’ since then.
Nor has he spoken to Harrington. He’d looked at the bruises on his face with some pleasure, and what the hell does it say about him that he wants to ruin something that pretty? Much to his annoyance, it had only made it worse: the cut on Steve’s bottom lip, the dark marks across his cheekbones.
The wounds eventually faded but Billy’s desire to make a mess of Steve did not.
Harrington climbs out of the front seat, clad in that same clingy green sweater that he’d worn to school today. It’s fucking insane that the former king of Hawkins High dresses like some golf-playing middle aged parent. Polo shirts, jumpers, khakis…every single item of Steve’s clothing makes Billy want to rip every single stitch.
Billy’s not been spotted. He slinks down in his seat, eyes focused on the rear-view mirror at Steve’s long body as he shouts for the kids to move their asses. Max waves at Steve, who returns the gesture. The boys shout their goodbyes to Max, scurrying across the concrete to their waiting babysitter. Billy doesn’t miss the expression on Max’s face as she watches them go.
Max climbs in and slams the door, even though he’s told her a thousand times not to. He watches her dump her bag at her feet, skateboard pulled onto her lap.
“You’re late,” he says, even though they could have peeled out of the parking lot by now. With Neil waiting, he probably should have. He’s still watching the rear-view mirror, watching Harrington in a sea of kids.
“I forgot about the time,” she snaps back, but she’s picking at one of the stickers on her board.
“Sure,” he drawls. The kids are piling into the BMW, but Steve is still standing, poking around in the trunk. One of the boys’ backpacks is wedged in, preventing the trunk from closing.
“We were talking and I just forgot,” she says defensively. “The others didn’t have to meet Steve until later and I just forgot.”
“You didn’t want to go with them?” Billy asks. She shrugs.
“They’re just going to play that stupid game,” she mutters, but she’s watching the rear-view mirror too. “El’s not even going to be there so it’s not like I’d have anything to do.”
It hurts a little sometimes, how alike they are. Maybe in another life, it would have made them good siblings.
But Neil made sure that was never an option.
“We can’t be late,” Billy reminds her and her mouth twists. She’s starting to learn now and that frightens him. Neil’s rules are made to be obeyed and she’s no longer exempt.
“I know, that’s what I said!” she bites out. There’s a curtain of red hair half-hiding her face. “Steve’s taking them all. There’s no space for me anyway.”
In the mirror, Steve stops and straightens up. He slams the trunk shut and looks around the nearly empty lot, tugging out a pair of sunglasses. Billy watches the light glint off the glass as Steve slides them onto his nose. There’s something so elegant about the easy way that he does it. King Steve never quite faded away, even after the fall from power. For some people it’s just built in: the delicate curve of his throat, the flick of a tongue across a bottom lip, the confidence in every movement.
“Good old Steve,” Billy says bitterly and Max shoots him a look.
“Shouldn’t we be going?” she says pointedly and Billy takes one last look at Harrington climbing into the front seat of the BMW.
“We’re going,” he says, turning the key in the ignition. He grabs his own sunglasses from his pocket and then shifts into reverse. Billy swings the car around so he beats King Steve to the punch, effectively blocking the BMW in.
“You’re being an ass,” Max says, her voice dangerously low. Billy gives her a grin, and takes his sweet time shifting into gear. He knows what lines he can cross.
He catches sight of a few middle fingers as they pull off, and the move does little to stifle the itch under his skin. Nothing ever does these days.
Max stares out of the window as they pull away, dark clouds swirling around her bright little head. Billy dares one last look in the rear-view, watching the BMW reverse, allowing him one last look at Steve.
All he ever does is want to burn pretty things down.
#harringrove#harringroveweek#harringrove week#billy's birthday#prompt: unrequited love#pining#post season 2#billy hargrove#steve harrington#Max Mayfield#billy is not good at Feelings#it's like the worst form of cute aggression#cute boy MUST SMASH#only he's doing it wrong#hello again harringrovers#I've missed you
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#hello little stars#i've missed you so#wee update on me: i'm actually doing quite well at the moment#things were a little iffy there for a minute but i'm in a very healthy mental space right now#i feel more like myself than i have in a long time#which is a very welcome thing#unfortunately during the process of obtaining said healthy mental state my shameless hyperfixation abruptly broke into pieces#it isn't that i don't still have love for the show - i do - i just don't feel consumed by it anymore#it doesn't occupy the same space in my brain that it once did#instead that space has been opened up to new interests and ideas and hobbies and yes even the occasional new blorbo#and i will not lie to y'all - it feels good#as to the future of this account i think it's going to become less of a fandom blog and more of a whatever-i-feel-like-posting blog#a scrapbook of my interests where i put stickers of shows and movies i like on the page and scribble my most incoherent thoughts#a personal blog if you will#i'm very grateful for the last three years of my life and all the things + people this show brought to me#but it just isn't IT for me anymore - y'know?#anyway#if you've read this far - i love you#i've missed you#come say hi#i promise i don't bite#also a URL change will probably be coming in the near future so if you're like um who the HELL is that?! it's probably me#blessed be my babies#ily very much
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WIP... or not. I really only worked on the interior because I had to figure out where I wanted the windows to go. and I only needed to know that so the exterior could look finished from any angle. and I only needed that so the neighborhood would look complete as shown in the first pic. but I got a little carried away. it's a 4-unit, 1-bedroom complex. each unit is a 2-storey with a partially enclosed balcony and designated parking. I might put someone there eventually, but right now, it's just atmosphere.
#how's everyone been?#I've missed you#ts4 build#wip#ts4 screenshots#simblr#sims 4 build#black simblr#keystone#keystone wips#show us your builds#showusyourbuilds#ts4 builds#keystone builds
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Remembering how to draw my boy Sly again, it's been too long.
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None Of It Was Catcidental
A very happy (belated) birthday to @winterlovesong1!!! Hope you enjoy all the Beatrice love. And a thank you to @richiebowen for dropping me this image as a prompt forever ago. Fun to finally finish it!
Nancy has a crush on her neighbor, and Beatrice is a means to an end. Read on AO3
“Wait, you know Ace? How do you know Ace?”
“We’re platanchors.”
“You’re the platanchor? How long have you— Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Uh yes, since you moved in, and I figured I’d have more success getting you together with ‘cute neighbor morgue guy’ as your wingwoman than a matchmaker.”
Nancy blushes at her description of Ace being thrown back at her, but doesn’t deny it. He is really cute.
Bess continues her lecture. “You hate being set up, but you love plotting.” Bess gestures to Nancy’s outfit. “Which is why I’m here to help you catnap Beatrice.”
“Wait. You’re Ace’s best friend and you’re still going to help me steal his cat? Why?”
“Because I’m a romantic at heart and if this isn’t a meet-cute, I don’t know what is. Maybe after you’re married we can sell your story to Hallmark!”
“And you’re not going to tell Ace?”
“I am willing to make an exception in this singular, very special case. Besides, once you two are together, he’ll definitely forgive me.”
Read the rest
#nace#nancy drew cw#cw nancy drew#aceandnancy#nacesource#nacefanfiction#nace fanfiction#nancy drew#nancy and ace#my fic#cat fic#beatrice (the cat) (or is she?)#oh Beatrice my love#I've missed you
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GOSSIP BUS IS BACK BABY
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Me realising grandpa Manu will be back from Broken leg retirement very soon
#manuel neuer#my sweet dumb giant dork#i've missed you#DONT YOU DARE BREAK ANYTHING EVER AGAIN#fc bayern#bayern münchen
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Walking back into to the Villa and trying to contain myself seeing @roberto-the-pilot again 😍
‘It wasn't over, it still isn't over’
#litg season 6#love island the game#litg double trouble#love island game#litg#litg s6#litg roberto#lets run away together#I've missed you#enough now
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!!SPOILERS!!
(1x13; "Hey, That's No Way To Say GoodBye"; The Winchesters)
Dean!!
#jensen ackles#dean winchester#the winchesters#the winchesters spoilers#1x13#hey thats no way to say goodbye#I've missed you#❤❤❤❤
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Athy hi, how are you? hope you are having a good day!
sun god sico au?? let me bite into your juicy brain nom nom
and of course seb would prioritise his chicken rather himself and give them water first 😭 and being chosen by god, the man is suffering main character disease. both jenson and mark trying to make seb relax, laughing at his jokes even they are affected by that themselves 😞
so nico is sun god? who was watching seb during these three months and choosing him? seb chosen as a sacrifice or a bride? what kind of magic king's magicians did? ah so many questions ⁉️
i hope someday inspiration would find its way to you but if not its still amazingly written work and its fun to think about possible plotlines
yours, 🌻
my sweet sweet sunflower anon huehuehue you have looked into my brain and discovered that the sico sun god au was essentially just an excuse for me to write my fave
naked and bound on an altar...
but to get there i added chickens and magicians and burning corn because a lil trek to the porn is always worth it kekekeke here i'll give you a peek because i love you
The high mages usher Sebastian into a room for preparation. They bathe him in perfumed water, scrubbing away all the dirt he’s accumulated from working the fields. They’re gentle with their hands, and kind with their words, but Sebastian senses a taut anxiousness threading through all their actions.
“What does your magic tell you?” Sebastian dares ask.
It is the smallest of the mages who speaks. He has a royal face, and hair done up in braids, and the gentlest hands of them all. “That the sun god is displeased. In all of three hundred years, he has not called for an offering. Perhaps we have been neglect.”
It is hard to imagine why a god would want anything to do with a farmer, least of all someone as unnoteworthy as him. If he were weighed on the scales that would determine the fate of their land, would he be found wanting?
As if sensing his doubt, the mage smiles at him. “We’re all chosen for a reason,” he says, and Sebastian finds it in himself to smile back.
They dress him in a simple, sheer tunic. The mages have seen him naked, so Sebastian is past self-consciousness at this point. He is handed a vial of unscented oil, a casket of gold, and a headband made entirely of mother-of-pearl. They are the gifts he is to present to the sun god.
Don’t drop them, Sebastian hears Jenson say, and he swallows what would have been an unhinged giggle.
Blindfolded at last, Sebastian is deemed ready. And the second part of his journey begins.
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I JUST GOT C2 KAEYA *sobbing weeping kissing his face*
@kaelily HE CAME HOMEEEEEE!!!
#kel screams into the void#kel.plays genshin ◇#kaeya bb welcome home#i've missed you#come here let me look at you#you must've been so cold out there all alone#you look so skinny what have you been eating?#well come on let me cook for you bb#then we'll have a few cocktails and you can tell me all about your adventures#while we soak in a hot bath#and i'll wash your hair#and give you a nice back rub#and smooth your shoulders down#and swallow your cock#i'll make it all better kaeya bb
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I'm back in the land of steady internet!
So expect a lot of reblogs from me as I try to catch up on all my likes.
I'll fix some links that the tumblr app wouldn't let me,
and
I'm going to tackle my ask box!
#lmk#lego monkie kid#lmk fanfiction#lmk reblogs#lmk fanfic#Ohhh steady internet that doesn't crash of me every two seconds#I've missed you
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I missed you mama!!! Mmm new follower!!! Hi!!! Nice to meet you!! Hehehe💜⭐️
˚₊✩‧₊ You have no idea how much this means to me, Precious, thank you. It's lovely to meet you as well, Angel ! Welcome ! I hope you're doing alright ! Be sure to get some water, okay ? Thank you for being here with us <3 would you like to use those emojis as your sign off ?
#riris.angels#the shaky sigh of relief i just let out#ohmygosh im getting emotional#i've missed you#⭐💜 angel
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This gives me some chills! I feel like this could be used for a villain story.
(Also, blonde Seb is growing on me.)
Maybe if Bucky had a twin, it could be an evil, blonde twin? But one day, to throw you off the blonde twin dyes his hair to match Bucky's to confuse you?
Love,
The Menace
(Did you miss me?)
❤️😈
(Also, not really sure what this is from, I was bored last night so I googled blonde, Seb and this is one of the pictures I found and I love it! Definitely will be playing around with this idea because I would love to write something like that.)
Of course, I've missed you! I love seeing you in my asks and on my dash. ❤️ So, that's from the film I'm Not Here and his name is Steve. We get to see him as a dad. Not the happiest film, but he does an amazing job as usual. And I think any lovely who goes back far enough on my blog knows I'm all about twins and triplets for our fictional characters.
And this is me cheering you on because you should totally write this! It would be so good.
Love and thanks from The Angel! ❤️
#navybrat answers#i've missed you#the menace#the angel#sebastian stan#bucky barnes#do it#i'll cheer you on#chasingmarvel#sending love ❤️#asks are always appreciated
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@kiealer 💖 for a starter!
" Look kid. I don't know what Kakarot, his brat, or anyone else told you, but I'm not in the business of planet destroyin' anymore. " The large Saiyan blew a huff out of his nose. Who was this kid, recognizing him as a Saiyan? She wasn't around when he came to Earth, so he could only surmise he might run around in Kakarot's circle.
" I'm just trying to run my gym and dojo and make a living here. Minding my business. "
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