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kalon-kedei · 2 years
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Say it with me “Allison’s anger this season was valid, even that fight with viktor” what we will not condone is that whole mess with Luther but everything else is totally reasonable given her situation
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cavinginhisfvce · 1 year
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Billy with "I heard a rumor" powers, drabble/idea one!! :D I have sm more to write lmao.
When Billy was eleven, he discovered he had the ability to get exactly what he wanted from anyone. All he had to say was, "I heard a rumor..." followed by whatever his demand was.
He was fourteen when he discovered that his talent worked on everyone but his father. Well, he didn't actually know if they would work as he had never tried. It was mostly due to the irrational fear that this would be the one time it hadn't worked.
So instead, he resigned himself to rumoring anyone who found out his father liked to slap him around on a good day.
Max was twelve when she stumbled into the house from a day at the skatepark to find her step father beating Billy, despite the boy being a visible unmoving heap on the floor. She screamed, and screamed until Neil finally let up, screamed until Billy was blinking bleary eyes up at her, his face contorted in pain. Neil barely spared Max a glance, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that nothing would come from Max helping Billy.
After helping Billy to his room to clean himself up, Max began to bombard him with questions. Whether this was a new thing, or if his father had been hurting him for a long time.
And for once, Billy was honest, mostly because he was in too much pain to lie. He spilled his guts about his father's mistreatment and the reason behind said behaviors. He confessed he was gay, and Neil had found him out with a guy a few years back. The rest was history.
It wasn't until Max had flung herself into his arms, and pressed in tight, her shoulders shaking in an aborted effort to hide her anguish, that it dawned on Billy, Max couldn't hold on to something like this. It would eat away at his shitty step sister because she couldn't help him.
It was with Max's well-being in mind, that Billy, with teary eyes pulled out of the hug to whisper into her ear, "I heard a rumor you forgot what you saw, what I said, and stayed in your room until morning..."
He watched as her eyes turned an eerie white shade, the command taking her free-will away as she turned tail out of his room; her own door shutting closed moments after.
It was for the best. Power or no power, Billy couldn't let Max get caught in the crosshairs. Wouldn't let Max walk around with the guilt and pain of what goes on in the Hargrove home behind closed doors.
It was for the best that in the span of a year, he's rumored his baby sister four times, four more times than he'd ever wanted to use his power on Max.
The one person he longed to gain control over was his father, but he was too chickenshit to even try. It was easier to make Max forget than to risk his power failing should he use it on his dad.
When Billy was seventeen, his dad dragged them to Hawkins. Things were different. Not better, or worse, just different.
Two weeks into them living there, Susan and Max had bound into the livingroom, Steve Harrington and his merry gang of children trailing behind, to find Billy pressed up against the fire place, with his dad's hand wound tightly around his throat. The man was seething as he spat in Billy's face, his features aflame with thinly veiled anger, "Say it again, you worthless sissy."
Despite the hand on his throat attempting to crush his windpipe, Billy managed to stammer out, "I h-heard a rumor...you dropped dead."
The words were whispered, nobody but Neil able to hear them before he was releasing Billy and dropping to his knees, the hand that once held Billy in place now clawing at his own neck as he tried to take in air.
There was silence aside from Neil's gasping, until Steve Harrington's voice rang out into the room, "what the fuck just happened?!"
It was as if Billy had just realized they had come in with the way his eyes darted to the group and his body began to shake.
With a shaky breath, he stared out into the room of people, his tone airy but firm,
"I heard a rumor none of you remembered this. I heard a rumor you all went out to dinner."
As always, he watched as everyone fell under the spell of the command and file out the house, his gaze landing on the one person who hadn't budged.
Steve fucking Harrington.
"You need help with that?" The boy gestured to the now lifeless husk of Billy's father. With a blink, he spoke, "I heard a rumor..." but before he could finish, Steve held up a hand, "not gonna work, Hargrove."
There had never been a person who could avoid being rumored, Billy learned as much now that he's used it against his father, so why the fuck was Steve Harrington so special?
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kevin-thompson · 4 months
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unfortunately i will have to watch the new percy jackson show or whatever
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aesthetic--mood · 2 years
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Allison Hargreeves Aesthetic
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vinylfinn · 2 years
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Haha I did it
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39651417/chapters/99262605
The rest of the chapters will be longer! Don’t worry guys!
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iheardarumorthings · 2 years
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if i wrote a book how many of you would read it? 
tagging some moots because i’m an attention hog 
@mad-elia @brekkers-desigirl @hufflesight @insomniacwreck 
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captaincake13 · 2 years
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I Heard A Rumor, You Were A Regular Kid. Pt 1.
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explanationpoint · 6 months
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antisisyphus · 1 year
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if you could pick the met gala theme what would you choose??
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cavinginhisfvce · 1 year
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Billy with "I Heard A Rumor" powers, drabble two.(Not directly related to drabble one)
TW: SELF-INFLICTED HARM/MENTIONS OF BLOOD.
"I heard a rumor...you were better…you were happy..."
Billy glared up into the mirror, scarred hands gripping the porcelain sink as he watched his own eyes turn white for a brief moment, the lure of the command battling against his innate reaction to fight it off, before he tore his gaze away.
A shuddering sob bubbling from his lips as he shook his head. 
Of course the rumor hadn't worked, in all his sixteen years with this stupid fucking power, it never worked on himself.
It would be too easy, his brain supplied. 
His grip on the corners of the sink tightened, the color in his hands draining until only white remained as he righted himself. His eyes found his reflection in the mirror. 
Disgusting. Pathetic. Faggot. Worthless. Evil. Wrong. 
His father's words rang in his ears, as sharp as they were when the man yelled them at him only an hour ago. 
With tear filled eyes, Billy ground his teeth and schooled his features. 
"I heard a rumor...you ruin everything you touch."
His breathing was ragged, but he pushed on. His side ached with spurts of pain, a physical reminder of his run in with Neil Hargrove. 
"I heard a rumor...she left because of you! He left because of you!"
His voice shook, unable to mask his rage. "I heard a rumor...you deserve it!"
Each new command hit Billy with a wave of uneasiness, and nausea, his blue eyes flashing between their regular shade and the smoky whiteness of his abilities. It was too much. Yet somehow, it wasn't enough. 
Billy deserved worse. 
Before he could comprehend his own actions, Billy had slammed his fist into the mirror, the glass shattering under the impact.
A now bloody hand reached out to grasp at a fallen piece, fingers curling around it with a bruising grip. Once more, red rimmed blue eyes found his reflection, this time a distorted version of Billy stared back. 
His wounded hand pressed the shard into the flesh of his neck, his words icy and devoid of any real emotion. "I heard a rumor...you finally fixed yourself…"
The sharp edge bit into his skin, but it mattered very little, because with one swift motion, Billy slid the piece of mirror across the expanse of his neck. 
The blood hadn't immediately begun to spill from the self-inflicted wound for a few moments, but once it had it was reminiscent to that of a waterfall. 
But Billy couldn't find it in himself to care, especially not when he hit the ground, his knees meeting the linoleum floor before he was tipping backwards. 
It was all in slow-motion, yet felt unreal, aside from the added pain of his throat.
The edges of his vision blurred as he took in the sounds of his own gurgling, a hand slapping up to grasp at the wound before he was slipping. 
Slipping. Slipping. Slipping. Into the oblivion, where he couldn't be hurt. Where he couldn't hurt his mother any more than he had. Where he couldn't hurt Steve anymore. 
Sweet Steve, who kissed Billy as if he mattered, who held him close to his chest as Billy's frame wracked with the shame and guilt of who he is, and the things he's done.
Sweet Steve, who Billy had finally managed to run off because he couldn't be stronger than he was. 
He couldn't hurt anyone. He couldn't disappoint Max any longer. 
They'd all understand. They had to. They knew what a terrible fucking person he was. They all knew Neil Hargrove wasn't far off in the insults he threw his son's way.
They'd understand. They'd forgive him…
Wouldn't they?
| Should I finish this? I some ideas, but I'm sure if I should explore them.
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kaiandtran · 2 years
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#13: The Post-Truth Plot - Episode 2
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vinylfinn · 2 years
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For this umbrella academy fic I looked up how many people have died in a Chuck E. Cheese (don’t ask you’ll see later) and apparently it’s more than you might think.
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beetleandfox · 1 year
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imagine being one of the third graders in Helen’s class. like okay your teacher is out for a week, you have a sub, life goes on. then suddenly you start seeing her on the news (!!!) and hold on a minute— Ms Brand is the twin sister of a murdered celebrity?? and in the week she’s been out, she’s blown up a billionaire’s private island and destroyed the MONA LISA and proven that some energy source called Klear is evil?? (you’re like 8 so that last bit isn’t so exciting, but your parents are really worked up about it). Ms Brand, who puts smiley-face stickers on your math quizzes and helps you set up your funny zoom backgrounds? I guarantee that whole class would go NUTS
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captaincake13 · 2 years
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I heard a rumor, you were just a regular kid
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so we all know Allison Hargreeves can basically change peoples personalities if she asks "nicely" enough. in season 3 she just got kinda mean right, wanting a happy ending and being denied will do that. if she wanted to she could say something to five like "I heard a rumor you were a kid inside and out" and then would have a not as badass five who acted like the kid he was before he time traveled. that would be an entertaining side plot.
this has been stuck in my head all day and I want it to be real. just for the confusion and comedy.
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