#and that small puppy grew into a fucking great dane or something

[mkstrigidae]

Apparently, hurricane Ian is 'barrelling up towards the Carolinas' currently, and I have literally no food in my apartment. Already had to move all my plants inside again (so it looks like a goddamn jungle in here) and I am so tireddddd I literally have been on the phone with healthcare.gov for the last two hours and I don't wanna go anywhereee anyways ignore me it's been a really really rough week and I am having a hard time being an adult and i haven't slept in 31 hours

#personal #adulting #it's been a rough one guys #god of all the times to need to stay in town until saturday #long story #doesn't matter if it's cat 1- we'll still see a giant storm surge i'm sure #ugh FINE i'll go buy groceries #but i will NOT put on regular pants #moving my plants inside took a good hour and a half there's so many succulents now #i don't even know what to do with them all #i don't even know where they all came from #propagating plants is a bad habit to get into kids #i am literally running out of spaces to put them on #also my zebrinia plants literally ROCKETED up in growth??? #i feel like a new pet parent who adopted a tiny mutt initially #and that small puppy grew into a fucking great dane or something #don't even get me started on the coleus plants #the big teal pot of them is still outside #because it is heavy enough that if the hurricane is able to move it #then the hurricane can keep it!!!! #my will to leave for groceries is eroding by the second #alsdjfhaslk fuck it!!!!

[stanbillyhargrove]

Lurch

Prompt: Billy finds out you got a great Dane and he hates it but ends up carrying it everywhere like a baby

"Babe?"

I hummed, not looking up from my book.

"When were you going to tell me?" Billy asked, irritated.

I looked up, met his annoyed stare and batted my eyes innocently, "what?"

His eyes narrowed, "don't play dumb."

I smirked and bit my lip to stop myself from laughing, "you found it, huh?"

"Of course I did! You can't hide a fucking dog, they make noise. That thing is huge, by the way. What is it, half horse?!"

I burst out laughing, holding my stomach while he grumbled. He just watched me, one eyebrow raised as he waited for me to explain.

"Oh my god, oh," I tried to catch my breath, getting up from the couch to go get the puppy from the crate in the garage.

When I came back, a wiggling grey puppy in my arms, Billy groaned, "that thing is enormous! What are we going to do with that?"

"Oh calm down, grouchy pants," I mumbled, giving the puppy a squeeze before letting it down on the ground, "he's so cute!"

Billy's mouth dropped.

"Surprise!" I giggled.

"Babe. I can't, I've never had a dog before and you think the first one we should have is a fucking horse?"

I sat down on the ground, tapping the floor with my fingers to play with the puppy, "Baby, it's okay. Dogs are easy. Eat, play, bathroom. I just saw him and he was the last one and I couldn't just let him sit there alone. No I couldn't," I cooed at the pup.

Billy groaned again, "that's your responsibility then."

"Fine, he'll be my guard dog and then I won't need you, Mr. Grumpy pants," I was still cooing at the dog, tapping his paws with my fingers as he tried to step on me.

Billy huffed and flopped down on his chair in the living room. I scooped up the puppy and sprawled out on the couch while Billy flicked through TV channels, letting the pup lay down on me.

I giggled, "I named him Lurch."

Billy snorted, his mouth stretching with a small smirk, "of course you did."

--

A week went by with Billy grumbling about Lurch. Making me take him out all the time because "that's your dog, your responsibility."

A week until one day I came home from work to see Lurch curled up in Billy's lap while he napped on the couch, hand on Lurch's head. My heart squeezed as I grinned, sneakily taking a picture before Billy woke up.

When my movements around the house roused Billy from his nap he looked down at Lurch and scowled.

"You let the horse onto the couch, now he thinks he can just climb on up here whenever he wants."

I bit my lip to stop myself from giggling, "he likes you."

Billy shifted, making Lurch jump down to the ground, "too bad."

--

When Lurch started crying in the middle of the night, Billy rolled off the bed with a groan.

"I got him," he grumbled, leading Lurch from the bedroom.

I smirked and waited a moment before walking over to the window to see Billy sitting on the step to the backyard in just his boxers. The weather was starting to turn, a sharp chill in the air, but he didn't care. He was always warm. I watched Lurch come padding back to Billy, tripping over his feet. Lurch stood in front of Billy, staring at him until Billy patted him on the head quickly before coming back inside. I quickly got back in bed, bundling myself up with a smile.

Billy climbed back into bed after getting Lurch to lay down in his bed beside ours.

"Stupid horse, tripped over it's own feet," he chuckled.

--

A couple weeks went by before the first snow fall. A couple weeks of Billy taking Lurch out in the middle of the night and sitting on the step until Luech came up for a pat on the head. A couple weeks of Billy slowly warming up to Lurch, letting him nap on the couch with him and occasionally throwing a ball around in the backyard.

When I came home with groceries one night I saw Billy coming in from the backyard with Lurch scooped up in his arms. The sight of Lurch's long limbs dangling down Billy's chest made me start giggling.

"What?" Billy asked, "the snow is cold on his feet?"

I smirked, "did he tell you that?"

He huffed, setting Lurch down on the kitchen floor, "well it's cold on my feet so I assumed."

I padded over, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder, "you can just say you like him, Billy. You can tell me he's your new best friend, I won't be jealous."

He smirked, turning his face down to hide his grin, "he's alright."

--

Billy and Lurch became inseparable, the large grey dog always at his side. Billy bought special treats for Lurch at Christmas time and gave him scraps of dinner. When Billy was working on the Camaro, Lurch would romp around in the yard or lay next to the car, soaking up the sun. Lurch grew tall, his head coming higher than Billy's hips and when they went walking Billy would rest a hand on Lurch's back. And they would always stop when they passed kids, Lurch would sniff and lick at their face and let them climb on him. Billy would always scoop Lurch into his arms when the ground was cold or too hot, only letting him down in grass so his paws didn't get hurt.

And Billy getting a dog was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Something to focus time and energy on, take for runs when he was feeling angry, someone that gave him nothing but love. Even when Billy got frustrated with Lurch, they would be playing or lying on the couch together in no time. The smile on Billy's face when he raced Lurch across the yard was one of the biggest smiles I'd ever seen. His laugh echoed through the street as he watched Lurch lumber across the yard and he always called Lurch a "frickin horse." But if we went away for the evening, a weekend or a holiday, Billy would make sure to get updates from whoever we had watching Lurch, usually Max as Billy's trust didn't go very far.

But Billy loved Lurch, couldn't imagine life without him anymore and when Lurch started getting older Billy carried him around more. Carried him around to keep his legs from getting too tired until Lurch could barely get around without being carried. By that time we were older too, with a baby on the way and we said good bye to Lurch. Billy buried him in the backyard, under the big tree in the corner and we cried together when we put a framed picture of the three of us on the living room wall, me with my growing belly, Billy with one hand on my belly and the other on Lurch's head and Lurch resting his chin on the other side of my bump.

We didn't get another dog until months after our baby was born, it took Billy a long time to heal and decide he was ready. But eventually Billy came home with a gangly black and white dog in his arms.

"It was time," he said, "I missed having a dog. And Lurch was good for me, I don't want our boy to be without a dog."

I smirked, walking up to him to press a kiss to his cheek, "you think his first dog should be a fricking horse?"

Billy chuckled, turning his face to kiss me properly, "you love me and my stupid horse dogs."

#billy hargrove fluff #billy hargove imagine #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove #stranger things imagines #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfic #stranger things #billy hargrove fic #billy hargrove fanfiction #fanfic

[ohffsanotheroc]

Angelina Snape Fun Facts

Just combining things I’ve posted into a note about Ange

Angelina is a Slytherpuff, because of her intense loyalty to her family and the cunning and ambition to go very far in life.

Angelina left her family for about 6 months. This is because she was gang raped by 3 men when she was out clubbing at Paddles in New York City. //It is an actual BDSM Club in New York City// They did not respect that she told them no originally nor did they respect her safeword. Their actions caused her to lose control of her abilities with Phobias and Emotional Fears, because she lost control of her abilities she ended up killing her 3 attackers as well as the whole city block which included everyone at the 7-Eleven, Swedish Institute College, TD Bank, and Bean & Bean Coffee to name a few places. She never wanted to kill someone no matter that she likes hurting people and breaking people to make them better people it just wasn't in her nature to become a killer. So to ease the pain of being raped, and committing murder she left her Mother and siblings without a note or something to let them know that she was alright because she could not figure out how to write anything that would not make her mother worry even more than she would with Angelina leaving. So she fled to her father and let him believe that she told her Mother where she was going.

Head Canon for her Awakening Powers:

Angelina has a few pieces of jewelry she will always wear.

Angelina will NOT fight in any senseless battles even in the name of her Mother or her family. She will do one of two things a) get the facts before she makes a stance or b) just watch it play out. The only time she will get into a fight without even trying to get facts or anything is if it's her brother Alexander or sister Amelia who's in trouble. Honestly they are apart of her weakness because she loves them so much but they’re also one of her greatest strengths because as triplets they have that bond to fall into and they love each other so much.

Angelina's the party girl out of her two siblings. She's the one you'll find out twerking in the club getting a little drunk and always looking like a slut. She's the one you can always call for a good time but at the same time she's the one who will be the first to punch someone out if they come at one of her siblings. Her other halves are her life, Alexander and Amelia, those are the ones that if you fuck with first she's the one to end your life. She's a wild party girl but at the same time fiercely loyal to her two siblings. She's an angry goddess. She's her father's daughter she brings fear to everyone. She's the Goddess of Phobias and Emotional Fear, not how your afraid of your emotions but she can cause that as well as making your emotions overrun you; and a minor Goddess of Spring Growth, her abilities from both parents gain power from the strength of her own emotions as well as Alexander and Amelia’s emotions.

Angelina’s full name is Angelina Jasmine Feather Rivers-Snape.

She’s 5 ft 6 and normally wears flats or 2-3 inch heels.

Age- Mentally 18-20, Physically 22, Actually been around since Ancient Rome

Her birthday is May 20, the same as Alexander Jeremy Feather and Amelia Jaylyn Feather

BFF’s Ray Baker and Alexander Jeremy Feather

She’s never been in love, but she has been in lust a lot.

Her longest relationship is 1 month.

Her hair color is blonde and her eyes are Blue/Grey

She’s never been addicted to substances or alcohol but she has been addicted to the power of being able to attract people like they’re flies and always able to have someone no matter what.

Favorite’s

Pets: 2 Pomeranian puppies named Toy and Ciel

When Angelina was born she was a very happy child but with her happiness came great responsibility. As she was a triplet with Alexander and Amelia as a baby and that they were with their Mother all the time the small amounts of powers that they received from her were nurtured more and as such they were able to develop that enough as they grew older to be able to use it as an emergency source of energy. The triplets main abilities did not show themselves until they were 10 and had a tantrum about Mothers hesitation on getting them the specific dog they wanted, a great dane doberman mix, Maia had come home with a small puppy that would grow into a pittbull. The tantrum that the triplets threw accidentally killed the dog with the combined power of them holding hands and their main abilities coming in from their father Phobos the God of Fear. After that incident no more talk of getting a dog ever happened and the triplets went in to training to be able to learn how to control their abilities. As Angelina grew her powers developed into that of an Empath that if she doesn't block out everyone then she can feel their emotions, what they're afraid of with emotions, cause emotions, curse people to only feel certain emotions, if it had to do with emotion Angelina was able to manipulate it into happening. She also developed how to feel everyone's phobias, what they are deathly afraid of and how to use her abilities to do just that. Cause someone to die from being afraid. By the time she was 20 she was fully in control of her powers and released into the world so mentally she was still in the 'I'm powerful enough to do anything I want to do and partied as much as she was able to to get that human connection that she had missed during her 10 years of training.

1) a dog tag necklace that reads “I may be a twin but I am one of a kind. Love Alex” Alexander’s matching one reads “Although separate, we beat as one.- Love Angie”

2) a deathly hallows bracelet that is linked to Alexander’s and Amelia’s and heats up the opposites bracelet when one of them is feeling high emotions

3) a necklace in the shape of a bow, which transforms into her compound bow with a matching bracelet that is arrows on it that transforms into her quiver of arrows

4) a heart shaped pendant that hangs at the base of her neck enchanted to let her know when any of her blood kin is in danger; this means her family from Maia and Phobos no matter if they are younger or older than she is is she is blood related to them it lets her know. Aunt Dakra, daughter of Ares, Aunt Lakira, daughter of Ares and Hecate, and Alexander tend to get into the most danger.

Food: Italian

Song: Now You Know by Icon for Hire

Animal: White Tiger

Subject: History

Sport: Martial Arts

[bolnav-blog1]

Modern Verse Info: ( arch. i had to learn how to fight for myself)

   Okay. So here’s the deal. I’m sorta thinking of a modern verse for Murtagh here. By that I’m thinking on how Alaegisia would tie into modern day as far as their culture, their magic and history,  And I’m thinking as far as Murtagh goes his family history, yet again fucks him in the modern day and era.    I’m thinking as far as family blood, they’re decedents of old Irish blood, meaning that the Gallic tongue is literally something that Murtagh grew up speaking as far as anyone is concerned. His parents never had a steady relationship. His mother Selena had him when she was only fourteen, and she and Morzan never had a relationship that would be deemed lovable by anyone’s eyes.    This being said. Murtagh grew up living with his father, his mother left upon having an affair with another man, after a nearly fatal beating that resulted in her escaping with her brother Garrow, and not a word was said to Morzan. This being said, Murtagh grew up within a highly toxic environment.      It should be noted within this verse, that his Morzan had a dependency alcohol abuse following Selena leaving him. The old man on a normal basis has beat the ever loving shit out of Murtagh, and more than often has blamed his son for being the reason that she left. This also leads to me saying that.       Morzan has almost killed Murtagh twice in his life.  There is scarring on his upper back from when Morzan threw one of his swords at him when he was a child in a fit of drunken rage. It had been explained as an accident to the doctors. Morzan knew enough connections: that’s another thing his father has connections with people that are less than good. Which leads me also to mention a little back history as far as Morzan is concerned. He’s apart of a group nicknamed EMPIRE, that is mostly a gang that stems in Ireland.     It should be noted that Morzan’s record within this group has connections to human trafficking and others that he’s in contact with may have a history of drug use, it’s unclear. Which also stems the fact whether or not Selena was a victim or with him because she loved him, is unclear. This being said however, Murtagh has been exposed to some of the on-goings within the circle because his father is the bosses left man, and being Morzan’s son has placed him as that.        It should be noted, the second attempt at Murtagh’s life was a fight that lead to Murtagh being on the run and escaping from his father, and the circle that he had been trapped in most of his life. It should be noted that the second near death experience, ended his father’s life. Murtagh murdered his own father in self-defense, though the cops will never find the body nor the evidence of the murder. The only information that is from that night is Murtagh receiving medical care for an injury: a set of fractured ribs, to this day he will not talk about it or even begin to explain that accident.       It should be noted however, after his father’s death. The men in the group that his father belonged to, are still looking for Murtagh. He has moved out of Ireland, and resides in the UK at the current time being. He’s attempting to get clearance to move into the states, to further hide from the men hunting him down, and track down his mother and whatever family he has left.   small facts about murtagh in this verse, outside the main points are.   He speaks fluent Gallic, but is also able to speak Norwegian, Dutch, and small parts of German.  He is eighteen when he murders his father, and twenty three by the time he gets out of Ireland. He has a grey great dane called Thorn. He recused him from a puppy mill when he was nineteen. The dog is highly protective of him, and is almost always with him. He smokes, a habit he picked up when he was fifteen. He has undiagnosed, anxiety, insomnia and oost traumatic stress disorder.  He is unable to form long term relationships, due to the impact of his own parents relationship and how it affected him as a child. And from time to time, if it meant getting money, he has worked and sold his body for sex. it’s not something he makes a mention of and most of the time he will use drugs if he does that kind of work.    the one woman he had been deeply in love with, he left her when she started digging too far into his personal life. to this day, the thought of what could have been haunts him, but his life was not meant for her to see, or his personal demons, and he didn’t want her at risk by what he had done.     in other words my son is all kinds of fucked up in his modern verse. 

#( arch. i had to learn how to fight for myself) #tw drugs #tw sex work #tw human trafficking #verse info #modern verse #tw long post #chirst that was a lot #im sure i'll add more too