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Stranger Things Have Happened In Hawkins || Harringrove x Reader (4/4)

Pairing(s): Billy Hargrove x Winchester!reader x Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson

Dean Winchester x Castiel

Universe: crossover supernatural universe x stranger things universe

Summary: The final part of the series– what will happen when Billy comes back to life?

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 10.3k

Warnings: Canon Typical Violence/Gore

Read it on this post (under the cut) or on AO3

Time continued on, as it always does. You talked to Jonathan on the phone a few times a month, just to keep in touch with everything going on in California. El was always happy to hear from you when you called. Your calls were never very long; contact between Hawkins and the California kids was kept minimal. Even still, you managed to give them updates on the hellfire club and your work on the Camaro. Life was sad, yet peaceful. You and the Hawkins kids had found a new home in your school lives; the Hellfire Club. Eddie Munson was the star of your world right now. He was funny and genuine; he made you feel safe. Aside from Steve and previously Billy, Eddie’s presence was where you felt the safest. You had gone from middle of the road to full on nerd, but you didn’t care. You cut your Hellfire shirt into a cropped tank top and wore it with pride. Steve was still one of your closest companions, but since he had graduated your world focused almost entirely around the Hellfire Club. Robin teased you for your devotion to dungeons and dragons; she called you Queen Y/n Winchester, mother of nerds. Even through her teasing, you knew she was happy for you. She and Steve both supported you being in a club that occupied so much of your time. Talking about your characters and campaigns was one of the only things that ever made you smile now.

Between August and March, nothing supernatural happened. You all were able to go about your days entirely normally. Robin and Steve worked at Family Video, you and the kids were busy with the Hellfire Club, and the California crew were doing their best to get settled in such a different place. Even though nothing monstrous happened, that doesn’t mean those months were uneventful. You spent most of your time trying to heal your broken heart. Your life had been made up of so many losses you were almost afraid of gaining anything new. You were so happy to have new friends around, but at the same time you were worried about loosing them. You couldn’t bare the thought of losing anyone else close to you. It took awhile, but you eventually opened up to Eddie about how Billy’s death had effected you. One night in September, after a Hellfire Club meeting, you had Eddie over to your house.

Max was surprised by Eddie’s presence at first, but she didn’t mind him. She left the two of you to talk on the hood of the Camaro after a little while. You were both laying down, gazing up at the maze of stars in the night sky. A stillness had fallen over you both after a bout of laughter.

“So this is the Camaro I’ve heard so much about. Any closer to getting it running again?” Eddie asked. His voice was calm and filled with genuine curiosity.

“I think so,” you answered. “I’m still trying to get a few parts for the engine, but I think if I can get them, she’ll run again, just like before.”

You heard him take a deep breath in response before you felt his eyes shift toward you. “Do you think getting the car to run again will ease your grief?”

The question only caught you a little off guard; you honestly half expected this conversation to turn to Billy at some point. You and Eddie had been slowly getting closer over the last few months and he did deserve some sort of insight into your mind. You weren’t ready to open up about the upside down or your life before Hawkins, but you felt comfortable enough with him to talk a little about your lost love. “I like to think it will,” you answered honestly. “I connected with Billy on a level I haven’t been able to with anyone else. We both came from broken homes made by broken parents that were filled to the brim with traumatic experiences; yet somehow we were able to pull the happiness and joy out of each other. I’ve been having a hard time finding my spark since he died. I have been putting a lot of faith into the idea that a ride in this hunk of junk would help me get that spark back. I don’t know if it will, but I’m afraid of who I’ll become if I stop trying to find that joy again. I don’t want to go back to how I felt before I started working on the Camaro.”

Eddie pursed his lips. “Has anything helped you feel better, other than working on the Camaro?”

You sighed, closing your eyes. You knew the answer to the question that Eddie has set in front of you, but you felt silly saying it. “Can I be honest with you, Munson?”

“Of course, totally,” he replied without a second thought.

You opened your eyes again and looked toward him. His gaze was latched to yours instantly. “The only thing that has helped me feel better has been playing DnD with all of you in the Hellfire Club.” You both cracked smiles before you continued. “When Billy was around, I ran DnD nights for his little sister and some of her friends, including Henderson, Wheeler, and Sinclair. I had a hell of a time being the DM and we had a fucking awesome campaign going, but when Billy died, I lost all interest in DMing. I didn’t leave the house for weeks. I made everyone worry and I had absolutely lost every creative bone in my body. It’s why it took so much convincing from Dustin and you for me to join Hellfire… but I’m really glad I listened to you two. Sometimes I miss DMing, but playing alongside Dustin and the others has given me back a small bit of joy. It’s like a little glimpse of hope. It sounds really fucking cheesy to say, but it’s true.”

“I’m glad the club has helped,” Eddie answered. “I remember seeing you around before everything that happened in July. You always had such a brightness to you; I would love to see you get that back.” You looked away from him briefly after that comment. It stung you in a way you can’t describe; a deep guttural cut. “Sorry, that was creepy of me to say.”

You shook your head a bit. “No, you’re good Eddie. Just… thank you for taking me into Hellfire. It means more to me than you know.”

“You’re always welcome at Hellfire, Y/n. I’ll– We’ll always have a place for you.”

| < ♥️ > |

After that night, Eddie kept an even closer eye on you at school than he did before. He planned a horror-themed one-shot for the week of Halloween. The whole club was at the edge of their seats all of October. Eddie was writing things in his DM notebook during every free minute he had; everyone was excited to see what he had come up with for the spooky special occasion. Outside of the club’s horror one-shot, the school was buzzing with anticipation for homecoming week. It, much like Halloween, was in October for Hawkins High. The homecoming dance was at the front of many students’ minds. You and the Hellfire club were not so excited about the dance; it wasn’t the kind of social event that most of you enjoyed. Jason Carver, however, was incredibly eager to get you to go to the dance with him. Despite your nerd status, he was still chasing after you. He corned you at your locker one afternoon.

You were gathering your books from your locker when a hand pressed against the locker next to yours. Your heart ached when you saw the letterman jacket; until your registered that this person was wearing that instead of a leather one, your brain let you believe for a second it was Billy. You tried to keep your emotions off your face as you turned around to find it was Jason. “What do you want, Carver?” Your discomfort about how close he was to you would have been clear to anyone who saw you. It was written all over your face, despite your best efforts.

“I want you to come to the homecoming dance with me.” He said it with so much confidence it almost made you gag. Even though you had been turning him down for over a month, he was really sure that you would want to accompany him to a dance.

“I can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?” he asked.

“Both,” you huffed.

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t because I have prior engagements with the Hellfire Club the night of the dance and I won’t because you’re a massive fucking dick,” you replied. You splayed your mouth into a wide smile, just to piss him off further.

“You would rather hang out with a band of freaks and play pretend than go out with me?”

You furrowed your eyebrows and crossed your arms. “Yes, was that not already abundantly clear from the amount of times I have rejected you?”

“You really are just a dumb bitch, aren’t you?”

You scoffed. “Excuse me?”

“Your sorry excuse for a boyfriend has been dead for months and instead of trying to move on with someone who could give you anything you could ever want, you play make-believe with a bunch of nobodies. You probably fell for Munson like the dumb bitch you are. It would be just like you to fall for a fuckin’ freak. You were friends with the Byers boys, afterall.” Jason shook his head. “There’s no way Hargrove saw anything in you other than a hot body. You’re just a whore for anyone who listens to metal music and smokes.”

You knew Jason had a lot of audacity, but you never ever would have expected him to say something like that. His comment left you feeling speechless. It was ruthless toward not only you, but toward Billy, Will, Jonathan, and Eddie. Your blood was so hot it felt like it was boiling you front the inside. You were about to give Jason a piece of your mind, but you were interrupted by two of your favorite people cutting into the conversation. Steve pulled Jason away from you and Eddie was instantly in his face. “In my opinion, this is just about the worst way you could ever try to ask someone out.” He seethed. “So let’s set something straight Carver, Y/n is a member of the Hellfire Club, which means she’s under the protection of said Hellfire Club. I make sure my members stay safe from bullies like you. Since you think I’m so weird and scary I would suggestion you stay away from Y/n from now on because if you don’t you’ll have to deal with me and you wouldn’t want to contract some kind of nerd disease, would you?” Eddie gave Jason the same kind of smile you had a few minutes ago. It made you giggle inside, though you managed to keep a straight face.

“And I know I graduated,” Steve said, “but I am still in Hawkins. Y/n is like family to me and I am not afraid to bruise your ego if it means protecting her.” He let go of Jason and sighed. “Keep her and Billy’s names out of your mouth. You have no idea what their relationship was like and the impact his death had on her. She has every right to stay single as long as she feels she needs to. The death of someone that close to you doesn’t just get brushed under the rug. It hurts you for a long time.”

Jason huffed in annoyance. “Come on, Harrington. It hasn’t been that long since you graduated. You know Munson is weird as hell and Y/n needs a real man to put her in her place. Munson can’t do jack shit for her.”

Steve sighed. “You really just ignored every word I said.”

“Just stay out of our lives, Carver. This shit isn’t worth it,” Eddie spat. “C’mon, Y/n. Let’s go.”

You followed Eddie and Steve outside to the parking lot, where Dustin and Robin were waiting. “You okay, Y/n?” Robin asked.

“Mostly. How did you know something was going on?” you questioned.

“I saw Jason corner you so I ran out here to get Steve. He’s driving me to work today,” she explained.

“Eddie and I were nearby and overheard what Robin was saying, so Eddie offered to go in with Steve,” Dustin finished. “Are you sure you’re okay, Y/n?”

You nodded. “Yeah, I’m sure. Thanks, guys. I could have handled it, but I’m glad I didn’t have to. I appreciate what you all did.”

“Anytime, Winchester,” Eddie replied with a small smile.

“Need a ride home?” Steve asked.

You shook your head. “No, but thanks, Stevie. I can’t leave Baby here overnight. Dean would murder me if he found out I did.” You both knew Dean would never find out, but Steve respected your reasoning.

“Drive safe, Y/n, and if you need anything call Family Video. Robin and I are scheduled to work until 9 tonight,” Steve answered.

“Will do, thanks again, Steve, and you too, Eddie.”

| < ♥️ > |

The Halloween one-shot was a smashing success and the whole club was completely absorbed in the storyline. Half of the characters died before your party even made it to the final boss battle, but none of you really minded. The game was thrilling no matter if you were playing or just watching. November sent a chill down everyone’s spines as it started. Cold air really started to really clutch Hawkins. You and Max were both bundled up in a mix of Dean and Billy’s clothes most days for school that month. Both of them had comfy jackets and shirts that brought you both a small sense of security. It wasn’t much, but wearing their jackets as protection from the frosty air did bring you and Max some extra (much-needed) peace.

Jason stopped bothering you after the day in the hallway. He had his eyes refocused on a girl named Chrissy Cunningham. You had only spoken to her a few times, but she seemed like a sweetheart and you felt a bit bad that she had become Jason’s next target. You truly wished her the best with that as you fell back into your obsession with dungeons and dragons. With every day that passed, you grew closer to Eddie and you couldn’t help but hear Jason’s words in your mind: There’s no way Hargrove saw anything in you other than a hot body. You’re just a whore for anyone who listens to metal music and smokes.

Every time that thought came to you, you did your best to just shake it off. Billy had only been gone a few months and you were definitely still grieving his death. You felt weird enough having romantic feelings still for Steve; you became anxious at the thought that you could be falling for Eddie already too.

“Hey Winchester, are you listening?” Eddie’s voice broke through the very loud thoughts that were bouncing around the inside of your skull.

You blinked a few times and looked toward the head of your lunch table. Many of the members of Hellfire were looking your way, including Eddie. His gaze was absolutely piercing. “I am now.”

“Keep your eyes on the prize, Y/n. We’re talking about our next campaign. It’s going to carry our club all the way through March,” he scolded lightly.

“March? That’s a long ass campaign,” you joked.

“It’s a very important story; it deserves enough space to be told properly.”

You nodded and did your best to stay focused on what Eddie and the other members of your club were discussing. It got harder to concentrate the longer lunch went on, but you did your best to appear like you were listening. You were truly interested in the conversation, but you felt like you were being swallowed whole by your anxiety. It felt impossible to focus on the campaign with everything swirling around your head. “Winchester!” Eddie’s voice cut through the fog again. “What is going on with you today?”

Your eyes refocused on your friends again and you saw Dustin looking at you with a worried expression. You looked to Eddie for some sort of comfort, but his expression held mostly annoyance with a hint of concern. Your chest felt heavy and you looked away from your friends. “My mind is elsewhere today,” you replied. You fumbled with your walkman and headphones for a second. Your hands were shaking and you could feel them becoming increasingly cold. “I think I need to go.” You put your headphones over your ears, giving the party no further explanation before grabbing your tray, dumping its contents in the garbage, and hastily exiting the cafeteria. Normally, if you got anxious during school hours you would just excuse yourself to the bathroom for a few minutes. You could feel that this was going to be a stronger anxiety attack than usual though, so you headed straight for Baby. Tears were falling down your face before you made it to the Impala, but the parking lot was mostly empty because of the time of day, so you weren’t seen by anyone. You quickly hopped into the back and curled into a ball across the bench seat. The car was cold without the heater on, but with the doors closed there was no wind, so you didn’t so much mind the chilliness. It just seemed like everything was too much. You missed your family and Billy so much. You were mourning so many losses and yet you still carried yourself forward every day. The world felt like it was crumbling down around you and you couldn’t place exactly where your anxiety was coming from. Was it a wave of grief or was it triggered by the idea of moving on from Billy? Or the idea of spending another Christmas without Dean and Cas? You didn’t know and you just curled into yourself tighter as your body was wrecked with sobs.

You cried in the back seat until you felt well enough to drive yourself away from school. You knew your friends would be worried about you, but you also knew you could call and update them later. Right now, you needed to take care of yourself and you knew that you needed to get out of the school parking lot. You got yourself in the driver’s seat and quickly drove yourself to Steve’s house. His parents were still never around, so you didn’t worry too much about them being there. You knew he didn’t have work today and you felt bad for interrupting his peace, but you needed someone who knew the details about your life experiences to give you some comfort. Steve came running up to your car door before you even had time to turn off the Impala. He heard your tires screeching from inside the house. “What’s happened, Y/n?” he asked. You saw him scanning your features; his eyes were full of concern.

You tried to speak, but your throat was so dry, not a single syllable came out of your mouth. Tears started falling again out of frustration and you climbed out of the car. Steve instantly wrapped his arms around you and another wave of sobs came over you. He held you close to his chest and you could hear his rapid heartbeat. You felt terrible for causing him stress, but your mind began to get quieter as he rested a hand on the back of your head. “I can’t do it anymore, Steve.”

“Do what, Y/n?”

“Live like this.”

Steve’s heart absolutely shattered as those words exited your mouth and his grip on you became even tighter. “I’ve got you, Y/n, you’re safe with me. I don’t know what exactly is going on, but I promise I’m here for you. We’ll figure it out together.”

| < ♥️ > |

December went by in a blink. You found yourself pulling away from the Hellfire Club just a little bit as midterms approached. You still loved DnD and your friends, but your grief was worsening again in tandem with your depression. Eddie made a point to talk to you every school day. He spoke at a lower volume than usual and with a softness that was almost unfamiliar. It reminded you of that night back in September when you opened up to him about Billy. He tried you with kindness and gentle gestures that made your heart swoon; though your responses to him were small, he could tell that you appreciated his efforts. When it came time for you to go home on the last day before Winter Break, he made sure to give you a tight hug and remind you that he was just a phone call away. You hugged him back and promised that if anything went wrong you’d give him a call. You took Max back to your house; Steve was already there when you got home. You had given him the spare key to your home since he had been helping you with your mental health. He had three mugs full of hot chocolate ready when you and Max walked in the front door. She thanked him and headed off to her room to decompress after the stressful day of midterms.

Steve smiled at you and handed you your mug. “How do you think your tests went today?” he asked. The two of you made your way over to the living room couch.

You shrugged as you both sat down. “Honestly, I have no idea. Mr. Herschel fucking sucks at teaching history and Ms. G’s grading varies a lot.”

Steve took a big swig of his hot chocolate. “Well no matter what your grades end up being, I’m proud of you for making it through this semester.”

“Thanks Steve.”

“Always, Y/n.”

| < ♥️ > |

Max went to spend Christmas with her mom, so it was just you and Steve on Christmas Eve. You spent a large portion of the day in a somber mood, but Steve did cheer you up with some Christmas movies and silly dancing to Metallica in your living room. In the evening, you found yourselves snuggled together on the couch. There was pretty much no space between you, but that had become commonplace over the last few weeks. Steve never made you feel uncomfortable and you knew that you were completely safe with him. You both buzzed with feelings for each other. You also both felt the weight of grieving Billy. It is what kept you in the liminal space between friends and more. Steve didn’t shy away as you began to rest your head on his shoulder.

“Enjoying Christmas Eve?” he asked. He leaned his head gently on yours. You closed your eyes and breathed in deeply. Your senses were filled with the sounds of the crackling fire and the smell of Steve’s cologne.

“Mhm…” you mused.

“Me too,” he replied quietly.

“The house feels strangely empty, but it’s also kind of peaceful,” you mumbled.

“Yeah, it is.” You two fell into more comfortable silence as a Christmas movie continued on in the background. Between the fire and Steve’s body heat, you had no idea it was even cold outside. You stayed in the peaceful quiet until the movie ended and Steve flicked off the tv. You curled into his side a little bit more and focused your thoughts on the fireplace. The flames danced and sang to you in a way that you found absolutely beautiful. Steve pulled away to look at you after a few moments. You tossed him a confused look in return.

“You alright, Stevie?”

His eyes combed over your face. “Yeah, I’m alright.”

“What are you thinking about?” You didn’t really need to ask. You could tell by the way his eyes were flicking between yours and your lips exactly where his mind was.

“Would you be okay if I kissed you right now?” His voice was so soft it was almost a whisper.

Your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. You could feel Billy’s energy around you; buzzing with hope of you finally having some happiness. “I think I could be okay,” you replied just as softly. Steve gently grasped your chin and pulled your lips to his.

| < ♥️ > |

January was the first month where Steve didn’t hide his feelings anymore. You didn’t tell anyone that you were dating, but Max knew by his increased presence in your house that something had changed. You were both a little afraid of what labeling your relationship meant. It pained you both that Billy wasn’t there to be a part of it. Steve showered you with affection and flowers every chance he got. He also visited Billy’s grave a few times to bring your boy some flowers as well. Your heart began to swell in a way it had only ever done for Billy. You were falling madly in love with Steve; and you were beginning to be okay with it.

The members of the Hellfire Club noticed the change in your mood when you returned to school from break. Eddie, as always, kept a close eye on you. It didn’t go unnoticed that Steve picked you up from school in the Impala some days. He didn’t know exactly what was going on, but he knew something happened between you and Steve. He continued to check on you every day and chatted to you about plans for the club campaign. You were back to your old self again; laughing and joking with him about his dungeon master powers. He was a little bit jealous of whatever you and Steve had going on, but he did have to admit; Harrington probably saved your life that holiday season.

“So, Winchester, what are your plans for the evening?” Eddie asked. He was walking you to the Impala, as he always did.

You shrugged. “Nothing much. I think Steve, Max, Dustin, and I are going to go to the arcade. We’ve been trying to get Max out of the house a bit more. I can tell that Billy’s death is still really affecting her.”

Eddie nodded. “Well, the arcade sounds like a good idea then. Max really likes gaming, right?”

You agreed, “Yeah, she does… would you like to join us, Eddie? There’s no pressure, but you’re welcome to come along if you would like to.”

Eddie looked toward Steve, who was standing by the driver’s door of the Impala. He knew Steve thought he was weird; that much was obvious. Though, the two of them had you connecting them right now and he knew it would be good if he could get Steve to open up to him a bit more. “As long as Steve doesn’t mind, I’d be happy to.”

Steve tosses you both the gentle smile that you loved so much. “Fine by me, we can fit five of us in the Impala.”

“What’s happening?” Dustin asked as he and Max approached the car.

“Eddie’s going to join us for our trip to the arcade.”

Dustin smiled brightly. “Yo, that’s awesome!”

You reached out and ruffled his hair. “You’re in the middle seat kid, go put your stuff in the trunk and load up.” Dustin huffed slightly at the middle seat comment, but he and Max both went to get settled in the car. “Eddie you can also toss your stuff in the trunk and you can sit in whichever seat Max doesn’t pick. If I had to guess, that would be the seat behind the driver’s.”

He nodded and began to situate his bag. “Thanks for letting me join.”

You smiled and Steve tossed him a nod, “No problem, Munson.”

| < ♥️ > |

February was the last month of quiet Hawkins got. Your connections with your friends out in California were growing smaller and smaller every day. You missed them all terribly, but your schedules were all getting busier and the universe just seemed completely opposed to you staying connected. El and you had established a more direct line of communication through your powers, so you still felt connected to her. She didn’t have her powers anymore, but there was still some lingering power around her that lead you to be able to reach out to her. She kept you updated on the trials and tribulations of the California group, and you filled her in on your Hawkins lives as much as you could. She was always curious about Mike; who you knew the least about. You two had never gotten along. El was understanding of that and was appreciative of the little bit of information you had on the Wheeler boy. When your connection to her destabilized you would wave goodbye quickly and breathe deeply out.

Steve was standing in the doorway of your bedroom. His arms were crossed over his chest. “How is everyone?” he asked.

You shrugged. “Overall okay. Things feel too quiet.”

He chuckles, “You just worry too much.”

| < ♥️ > |

You realized in March that you don’t worry too much. The erieeness you sensed around the peace in Hawkins was justified in the third month of the year. You woke up from a particularly violent nightmare about Billy around 4 am. No one was staying at your house that night so you just wiped the tears from your eyes and made your way outside to the camaro. It was almost in perfect working order now, you hadn’t tried to turn it on yet, but you decided that you were ready to try. All of Billy’s smaller items didn’t feel like him anymore. They all held your own energy at this point and after the nightmare you had, you wanted to feel his energy, not your own. You placed yourself in the driver’s seat and stabbed the key into the ignition. You let out a deep breath before stepping on the break and turning the key. To your excitement and slight surprise, the engine roared to life. It felt like Billy was in the passenger seat his energy was so laced in the leather and motor oil. You laughed with joy and pulled out of the yard. The streets were dead because it was so early in the morning. “I DID IT, BILLY! Billy I did it.”

You road around in the Camaro until about 7 am when you decided to pull into Steve’s driveway. He ran to the front door when he heard the engine outside. His confusion turned into a huge smile when he saw what you were driving in. “Holy Shit!” He yelled as he ran up to your door. You hopped out of the car, mirroring his smile. He planted a kiss on your cheek. “I knew you could do it, babe. Billy is totally cheering right now.”

You nodded back, but you didn’t get a picture of Billy happy in your mind. You got an image of him standing behind Steve; cleaning a gun. He looked dirty, tired, and worse for wear. He perked up at the sound of something approaching him. He shot the gun at whatever was getting close to him before returning to cleaning it. You blinked a few times and your vision focused back on Steve. “Yeah, I’m sure he’s really happy, where ever he is.”

The Hellfire Club erupted in the parking lot of Hawkins High when they saw the Camaro roll up. There were a lot of stares from other students, but you didn’t care. Eddie was instantly at your door when you parked. “Look at this shit! It sounds like it’s a brand-new car.”

You beamed at him, “I don’t know if it sounds that good, but I am so excited it’s up and running again! Maybe before we start playing tonight I could take you on a joy ride.”

His smile mirrored yours, “Hell yeah. Wouldn’t miss an opportunity like that for the world. We could do a few laps around the neighborhood before Hellfire.”

You turned the Camaro off and grabbed your bag. “Sounds like a plan, Munson.”

Max and Dustin caught your attention as they came running up to the two of you. “Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” Dustin yelled.

“You did it!” Max shouted. She threw herself into your side, her arms were tightly around your waist.

Your heart swelled as you hugged her back. “We did it! I couldn’t have made it happen without the support of all of you.” You felt Max smile and watched Dustin’s face light up with joy. “I was just offering Eddie a joy ride. Maybe I can take you freshmen to the arcade this weekend?”

Dustin nodded excitedly and Max joined him after she pulled away from the hug. “That would be Bitchin’,” Max joked.

“Fantastic,” you replied.

“The arcade?” Eddie asked. “That sounds like fun, maybe we could make it a Hellfire club plus Ginger situation?”

You looked to Dustin and Max for an answer. They seemed on board. “As long as you never call me ‘Ginger’ again, I could be on board with that plan.”

Eddie chuckled, “Deal, Red.”

| < ♥️ > |

You held Steve’s hand tightly as the gym filled for the pep rally. It was loud, bright, and already packed. You breathed in and out deeply as Steve ran his thumb over the back of your hand. “Nervous?”

You nodded and breathed out a pretty loud sigh. “Yeah, this is honestly just too many people for me. If Robin wasn’t playing and you weren’t here I’d be ditching this shit and hiding in the Camaro. I know Eddie feels the same. It’s all just… a lot, you know?”

His nostrils flared a bit at the mention of Eddie’s name, but the look on his face was sympathetic. “I understand. I’m excited to see Robin play, but you’re right. It’s overwhelming in here, even for me.”

The freshmen ended up a few rows below you in the bleachers. Dustin and Max sent waves in your direction. You perked up enough to wave back. Steve smiled at you. “What? What are you gawking at?” Your tone was teasing and he could clearly tell.

He chuckled and rolled his eyes. “Can’t I just look at you? You’re gorgeous and your expression always lightens up when you look at the kids.”

You felt heat rise to your cheeks. You looked away from Steve’s strong gaze and your eyes fell on Robin. You sent her a small smile and she tossed a similar one back at you. You could tell that she was feeling the same anxiety you were feeling. “I appreciate you, Steve. Really, I do.”

Your eyes met for a brief moment before he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. “I know, babe.”

Your peaceful moment with Steve was interrupted by an outburst from the crowd; the pep rally was officially kicking off. You settled your eyes on the band’s section of the bleachers. Robin was playing wonderfully and you actually found the environment partially enjoyable– until Jason Carver began his speech. You were happy that Lucas was getting into sports; you knew that it was something he found enjoyable. However, you were not a fan of his team captain, Jason. He was rude and brash and was a serial cheater. Even though he wasn’t chasing after you anymore, he treated you and every other fem-presenting person like trash. All that to say, Jason Carver’s existence still left a bad taste in your mouth. “First off, I'd like to thank each and every one of you,” he started. “Without your support, we wouldn't be here. Give yourselves a big hand.” The crowd erupted and the sound was so loud that it made your ears ring. It didn’t help that the crowd’s cheering was immediately followed by Jason’s microphone screaming with the noises of feedback. You grimaced and Steve gently squeezed your hand. “And of course, of course, I have to give a special shout-out to the best and the prettiest fans of all time, the Tiger Cheer Squad.” He paused for a moment before shifting his focus to his girlfriend. You felt bad for her; you knew that Jason was unfaithful and every time you had spoken with her, she had treated you with kindness. “Chrissy… Chrissy, I love you, babe.” You sighed quietly at the sentiment. Most of the crowd awed.

Eddie was skipping out on the pep rally with other members of the Hellfire Club. You wanted to be with Steve and Robin, but you could also feel yourself getting annoyed at the situation you were in. You were almost wishing that you had taken Eddie up on his offer to miss this. “You know… I think I can speak for all of us when I say it's been a tough year for Hawkins.” You look toward Steve with a quirked eyebrow. He passed you a similar expression. “So much loss. And sometimes I wonder, how much loss can one community take?”

Where is he going with this? “In dark days like this, we need something to believe in.” You gripped Steve’s hand tightly.

“So, last night, when we were down by ten points at half to Christian Academy, I looked at my team, and I said.” You looked at Steve again as you felt a deep pit form in your stomach. Please don’t let him say what I think he’s going to say.

“Think of Jack. Think of Melissa. Think of Heather—”

Don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t say it.

“Think of Billy.” Your eyes were trained on Jason, but you could feel Steve, Robin, and some of the kids looking at you. The pit in your stomach started boiling. “Think about our heroic police chief, Jim Hopper. Think about every one of our friends who perished in that fire. What did they die for? For us to lose to some… some crap school?” He can’t be serious right now… Leveraging the violent deaths of local people? My People. Billy… Your breath quickened as your mind took you back to the night of the fire. You could hear Billy screaming, Max and El crying, and the pain in Billy’s voice when he spoke his last words.

“Y/n…” Steve’s voice sounded so far away. You knew that he was still standing next to you, but you couldn’t bring yourself back to the pep rally.

| < ♥️ > |

You found yourself again once you were in the seclusion of a bathroom stall. Your feet froze to the ground as you breathed boiling air out through your nose. You couldn’t believe Jason’s audacity– using the deaths of Hopper and Billy like that. You didn’t know what to think; the only thing your brain could feel was internal rage. You did your best to calm yourself down inside the stall, but the four walls around you felt more encroaching than comforting at this particular moment. It was hard to regulate your breathing– even more than usual. You were no stranger to panic attacks at this point in your life, but you were accustomed to them hitting you this hard this quick. You were pretty used to calming yourself down from them so this panic attack had to be something special. Your heart felt so tight in your chest that it seemed like it was about to burst outward. The only reason it didn’t was because someone else entered the bathroom. You put your hand over your mouth in a vague attempt to quiet your sobs.

| < ♥️ > |

“The Devil has come to America.” Eddie’s voice was deep. It was like a lullaby to you at this point. “Dungeons and Dragons, at first regarded as a harmless game of make-believe, now has both parents and psychologists concerned.” He had the magazine blocking his face, but you could guess his mocking expression by his tone.

“Studies have linked violent behavior to the game, saying it promotes satanic worship,

ritual sacrifice, sodomy, suicide, and even… murder.” The whole table chuckled at his antics. You shook your head lightly as you giggled. He was particularly out of control today and it was quite comical.

“DnD has nothing to do with satanic worship or ritual sacrifice, trust me, I would know,” You teased. The group larger group had no idea what you meant and you found it fun. You were sure that Jeff and Gareth thought you were in a cult or something. They weirdly worshipped the ground you walked on. Eddie’s ideas about your cryptic comments were harder to guess, but you knew they had to be a little more realistic. He was one for dramatic flare, but not so much for outlandish claims. Dustin and Mike laughed even though they knew of your angelic origin.

“If you know so much of these things, you should share your knowledge with group,” Eddie poked.

You rolled your eyes. “Follow me into the woods during the next full moon, you’ll learn all about ritual sacrifice.” Your words dripped sarcasm, but you could sense Jeff and Gareth’s unease. Eddie was watching you intently. “Relax you two, I’m not going to murder your precious leader. I’d much rather see Jason’s head on a stick.”

Eddie quirked his eyebrow. “Why’s that? He bothering you again?”

You shook your head. “No. It’s what he said earlier. I hate when fuckin’ jocks get under my skin, it feels like there’s a rat crawling along my skeleton.”

“About Billy?” Eddie asked. The others were shocked by his forwardness, but you simply nodded in response.

“And we’re the ones labeled as the freaks because we like to play a fantasy game, but–”

He smacked his hand on the table before stepping on the surface. “as long as you're into band or science……or parties or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets…”

“You want something, Freak?” Jason quipped.

You rolled your eyes at their interaction before turning your attention back to your food. Jason shouldn’t even be on your mind anymore– he stopped harassing you (mostly). You were just so mad at yourself for taking his comment about Billy and Hopper to heart. You had a hard time accepting that their deaths were still weighing on you without Jason twisting them into some sort of sick inspirational quote. “It's forced conforming. That's what's……killing the kids!” Eddie was shouting for the whole cafeteria to hear. It didn’t usually bother you when he pulled stunts like this, but today just wasn’t the day and you weren’t in the mood. “That's the real monster,” he said as he hopped of the table.

Dustin and Mike took this moment to introject, but you weren’t really listening to the conversation. Your eyes were too busy trying to burn holes into the back of Jason’s head.

| < ♥️ > |

You were planning to leave Jason alone, you really were. You were going to just do your best to move on from the whole pep rally situation. You were on your way out to the car when he stopped you. He grabbed your shoulder while you tried to brush past him. “Hey, Y/n. What’s the rush?”

You justled your arm enough that he let go and he was lucky that you didn’t kill him right then. “I’m trying to make a quick run to my car before my next class starts. What do you want, Carver?”

“Are we really back to just calling each other by our last names now? Come on, Y/n, you might try to avoid me, but deep down you love the attention I give you. You’re still a needed whore, even without Hargrove around. That’s why you’ve got Harrington doding on you and Munson following you around like a lost fucking puppy, right?”

“The fuck ?” You replied off the cuff. “What has gotten into you today?”

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“You just seem to have the most fucking audacity today. If you want to keep your teeth attached to your skull, you’ll leave me the fuck alone and keep Billy’s name out of your fucking mouth. Using his death to push your own agenda and calling me a whore in the same day is grounds for getting your tongue cut out,” you spat.

He scoffed. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, talking to me like that, Winchester.”

You copied his stance, crossing your arms over your chest. “You have a lot of nerve talking about Billy at all, Carver.”

Jason made a ‘tsk’ sound with his tongue hitting the back of his teeth. “That rat bastard was a shitty person at best, he deserved his death sentence.”

It was only a second before your fist connected with Jason’s jaw. Every once of angelic grace you had went into that punch. The next few minutes were entirely blurry. Jason attempted to fight back, but it was a fruitless effort; he landed a few hits on you at most. Eddie and Max came from somewhere nearby– you weren’t sure where. Max smacked Jason with her skateboard and Eddie pulled you away from the scene

Your body ached in a way that it hadn’t ever before. Your muscles felt like they were cramping up and your powers were making your fingertips feel fuzzy. You were out by the Camaro with Eddie, just trying to calm down. You didn’t mean to go as far as you did, but this was one of the rare times where your powers got the best of you. A few of the teachers and the guidance counselor had attempted an intervention between you and Jason, but you refused to hear them. The principal let you go with a warning after you explained what Jason had said, despite Jason’s complaints about the damage to his face. He, being a favorite among staff, also got away with just a warning. Eddie just held your wrists lightly and helped you regulate your breathing. You knew your nose was bloodied and the skin around your eye was bruised, but you didn’t care– you knew it would clear up quickly anyway.

Dustin peaked his head around the corner of a nearby car. You had no idea how long he had been there. “I know this is probably a bad time, but I don’t know why I didn’t think of it sooner,” he said as he walked over to you, Eddie, and the Camaro.

“Think of what, Henderson?” Eddie asked.

“Can you Sub for Lucas, Y/n? You’re going to be there anyway.”

You were always at the Hellfire Club meetings, but you were not playing in “The Cult of Vecna” Campaign. You were using club time to work on your own short campaign that you were going to co-DM with Eddie on. It was your pride and joy. It would be the last campaign that everyone was together for. “In theory yes, in practice, I don’t know. I feel a bit like shit at the current moment.”

Eddie huffed. “Keep looking for a Sub, Henderson.”

Dustin huffed and it made Eddie smirk. You smiled. “Thanks, Eddie.”

“Always, Winchester, always. ”

| < ♥️ > |

You found yourself asleep in the game room. You loved the campaign you were working on, but you were exhausted from your day. You needed to rest, but it wasn’t exactly a peaceful nap. Your relaxation was periodically interrupted by visions of Billy and the Upside Down. You tossed and turned a few times in response– once you even rolled off your bench/makeshift bed. This amount of sleep disturbance felt wrong. It was almost too real for you to handle. You felt Billy’s spirit just barely outside of your reach. After five or six times of waking up front this sleep, you gave up. You groaned and rubbed your hands across your under eyes. “How you doing, Winchester?” Eddie asked.

It wasn’t quite time for the club to start so it was just you, him, and Gareth in the room. You huffed. “Still like shit, honestly.”

“Valid,” Gareth replied. “What you did today, that was some real cool shit.”

“Oh yeah?” You joked.

“Yeah! Taking on big bully Jason, all by yourself? Some tough shit, Winchester,” He answered.

You stood up, stretched your back, and chuckled. “Thanks, man.” You let out of deep sigh. “I think I’m going to go home, if that’s alright with you, Eddie.”

He nodded, “of course, but don’t hesitate to come by if you need anything.”

“I will,” you answered. You waved to them both after you gathered your things. Your walk to the Camaro wasn’t long. It was still parked outside in the school’s connected parking lot. You smiled at the sight of it; it was still one of the biggest joys in life. You set your hand on the driver side door handle. Your hand buzzed with Billy’s soul electricity. It felt even stronger than it did earlier in the day. It made you curious, but you didn’t think about it too much as you slid yourself into the driver’s seat. The car roared to life with the twist of its keys and your brain flashed images of Billy once again. And again, it was moments that you hadn’t seen before. Billy sat on the porch of a house, dilapidated and old, cleaning a hunting rifle, shooting a monster, and then sitting back down. You shuttered as your vision returned to viewing the Hawkins High School parking lot. You huffed, feeling worn out and a little out of breath. “What the fuck is going on?”

| < ♥️ > |

You found some relief when you saw Steve. You turned the Camaro off and dropped the keys into your pocket. Steve was standing in the doorway of the front of the house. The smile on his face was soft and made his features appear to be glowing. You found yourself running to him and pulling him close as quickly as you could. He hugged you back, but you could tell by the tension in his body that he was confused. “What’s wrong, love?” he asked.

You took a deep breath in before speaking. The air smelled like firewood and Steve’s cologne. “It’s Billy,” you answered. “I know it sounds like I’m going batshit crazy, but I swear I’m feeling his energy bouncing around everywhere I go today. It’s so strong it feels like he’s alive again.” Your words were muffled by the fabric of Steve’s shirt.

“Do you know what could be causing it?” Steve questioned. His voice was quiet, almost hushed.

You shook your head lightly. “The only explanation I can think of that would explain what I’ve been experiencing is that Billy is alive in the Upside Down, but I know that that’s nearly impossible. I don’t know what’s happening, Steve. I’m scared.”

Steve’s grip on you became a little tighter. “It’s okay, Y/n. We’ll figure out whatever is going on together, I promise.”

| < ♥️ > |

You were horrified by the fact that you all were in the Upside Down. It was bad enough the last time you were near the place, let alone in it. You were stressed beyond belief; you couldn’t protect everyone if you were all in it together. There were too many people and too many ways that things could go wrong.

Eddie smiled softly at you in the darkness. “We’re going to be okay. We’ve got this.”

You smiled back. “I’m glad you have confidence in us.”

| < ♥️ > |

While Eddie was playing his guitar, you saw a shadowy figure in the distance. The figure was far too small to be Vecna, but that didn’t put you at ease by any means. You were attempting to remain focused on the fight in front of you, but something about this figure was throwing you off. Your fingertips were buzzing with familiar soul electricity and you were losing your concentration by the second. The figure sharply turned toward your demobat fight and started barreling toward you. Your feet stayed locked in place, for a reason unknown to you at the time, you felt safe with the figure approaching, not frightened. As it came closer, you realized why you felt so at home with it. It was Billy– he had his hunting rifle out in front of him and was helping to pick off some of the smaller creatures in your fight. “Steve!” You called.

Your boyfriend looked toward you for just a second before running your way. “What’s happening?”

“Look off in the distance, it’s Billy! It’s really fucking Billy!”

“Holy shit!” He replied. Billy had the gun in his hands that he had been cleaning in your visions. He was using it to pick off demobats one at a time. Steve was watching your reaction closely. “Go get him, I’ll stay with Eddie and the kids.”

“Are you sure?” You responded without thinking.

He nodded. “We aren’t leaving here without him, not again.”

You kissed his cheek quickly, “Thank you. Keep the kids safe.”

“Can do. I’m a kickass babysitter.”

You smiled at him before turning your attention back to Billy’s figure. He hadn’t seen you or the kids yet, he was too focused on the monsters in his path. You used your powers to cut your way through the monsters between you. In that moment, nothing else mattered to you, your boy was back and nothing would stop you from rescuing him. As you got closer, you called out, “Billy! Billy, I can’t believe we found you in here!”

He whipped around at the sound of your voice. It’s cliche, but the sound of your voice was like music to his ears after being alone in the Upside Down for so long. “Y/n?” He said as he shot the last demobat in his reach. “Is that really you?”

You approached him slowly and nodded. “Yes, love, it’s me. I can’t even begin to tell you how happy I am to see you.”

“Look out!” He shouted. He aimed the gun just over your shoulder and shot a demobat that had snuck up on you. It managed to injure your shoulder a bit, but Billy’s perfect aim saved you from serious harm.

“Son of a bitch. That hurts like a motherfucker,” you cursed as you held your arm tightly to your body. Billy’s eyes scanned around for any more danger before closing the gap between you. He pulled you into his chest roughly and continued picking off the incoming demobats with his gun. You were incredibly impressed– he had near-perfect aim with every shot that left his weapon. “You have to pay more attention to your surroundings, Doll,” Billy scolded playfully. There was a small hint of fear in his words, even though he tried to play it off. “We need to get to shelter. We’re screwed if we stay out in the open like this.”

You shook your head. “We can’t leave the others!”

“The others? Who else is in this hellscape?”

“Everyone. Steve, Dustin, Robin, Max, and so on–”

“We need a quick exit so we can get your wound looked at. We can catch back up with the others. I can’t let anything else happen to you. I’m pissed that you even got this wound under my watch.” He huffed in annoyance. Somehow he was exactly the same as the last time you saw him, but much more vigilant simultaneously. “What the fuck?” Billy said.

You followed his eyeline to a door that had appeared in the middle of the mess of the battle. It was closest to you and the farthest from Eddie, who was looking much more worse for ware than the last time you had checked on him. Steve and the kids all appeared exhausted. Something about the door was vaguely familiar so you pulled away from Billy, grabbed his hand, and started running toward it. You called out to Steve and told him to retreat as you pulled on the doorknob. A swarm of demobats tried to follow you, but you slammed the door shut before any of them could reach you.

You and Billy were just a pile of limbs on the floor of a hallway. You both were panting and covered in dirt. The only sounds you could hear were the noises of your ragged breath. You looked at Billy and cupped his face in your hands. His hand wrapped itself around your wrist. As you sat there, everything hit you and you felt your eyes welling up with tears. “I am so happy to see you.”

“I’m happy to see you too, Doll. I never thought I would make it out of there alive. I don’t even know how I got there. I remember being pierced in the stomach by the Mind Flayer and next thing I knew I was in that fuckin’ place. The only thing that kept me going all that time was the hope of getting to see you again.” He ran his thumb over the skin of your wrist. “I can’t even being to explain the joy I felt when I saw you again.” His voice was soft and quiet. There was no one else around, but you could tell he really wanted to keep his words between the two of you.

You were about to reply to him when you heard the sound of a gun’s safety being clicked off. Billy instantly shuffled you so you were behind him and farther away from the gun. A surge of joy filled your chest when you looked up and saw Sam, Dean, and Cas standing a little ways away down the hall. The familiarity of the door was because it was a doorway into the bunker– the memory was just foggy because it had been almost 2 years since the last time you set foot in it. “I don’t know what kind of monsters you are to have been able to slip past the bunker’s wards, but pretending to be my kid is really low,” Dean said. He was the one holding the gun.

Hearing his voice made your heart soar, even though he was threatening your life. “Dean– Dean it’s me! It’s really me! I’m no more monstrous than usual. I promise! Test me, I can prove it to you!” You scrambled to your feet, a cloud of dirt kicked up around you as you did so. You moved your clothes away from your injured shoulder, showing off the rapidly healing wound. You were mostly human with a bit of angelic magic– just as you always had been. Dean lowered the gun. “Kid? How did you get back? Who’s the douchebag with you?”

You didn’t answer any of his questions, you just ran straight at him and took him into a tight hug. “I never thought I would see you again. I’ve missed you all so much.”

Dean hugged you back pensively. “It’s only been a few weeks. I’m sure you’ve managed alright without us. Cas said he left you somewhere pretty safe.”

You pulled back. “A few weeks?”

He nodded. “Yeah?”

“Try a few years, Dean. I’ve been gone for a few years .”

“What? How is that possible?” He asked.

Cas let out a long sigh. “I was afraid this might happen. I’m so sorry, Y/n.”

“What are you talking about? What happened, Cas?” Dean questioned.

“I dropped Y/n in another time period to keep them safe, but as I feared, it’s been longer for them than it has for us. It happens sometimes with time travel– things get mixed up. I’m just glad you’re mostly in one piece,” Cas replied. “Let me see your shoulder. I’ll heal it up for you.”

Dean looked furious, but he let you go so Cas could tend to your wound. “I’m Billy by the way. You must be Dean, Sam, and Cas. I’ve heard a lot of stories about you three. It’s good to finally meet you,” Billy said as he stuck out his hand for Dean to shake. Dean took it cautiously. You saw him eyeing you– you knew you were going to have some explaining to do at a later time.

Dean shook Billy’s hand. “Good to meet you, Billy. Thank you for looking after Y/n. I saw you put yourself in the line of fire instead of them. That’s bold.”

“I’d do it again in a heartbeat.”

| < ♥️ > |

You didn’t care that Dean, Cas, and Sam were watching you; when you saw Steve again you ran into his arms. You nearly knocked him over with the sheer force of your hug. He chuckled deeply and wrapped his arms around you equally as tight. “I’m so happy you’re alright, Darlin’. When you didn’t come out with us I was afraid we would never be able to get you back.”

You explained to Sam, Dean, Billy, and Cas that Steve was also your boyfriend and the whole situation of Billy in the Upside Down. You didn’t care about any weird looks you all got, you were thrilled when Billy joined you and Steve’s hug. “I love you both so much, I’m so glad we’re all here.”

| < ♥️ > |

As you watched Hawkins burn, you knew the fight was far from over. However, you looked over your shoulder at your team and your heart grew warm. Not only did you have your slew of chosen family members from Hawkins on your side– you also had Dean, Sam, and Castiel right there with you. The fire roaring was terrifying, but Steve had his arm wrapped around your shoulder and Billy had his arm around your waist. Eddie was holding Steve’s free hand and you could feel him gently leaning against you. Dean ruffled your hair and Cas moved a little closer to you. Somewhere, deep in your soul, you knew everything was going to be okay.

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stranger things headcanons bc i can:

- after the coma max applies her skateboarding skills to learning all sorts of tricks like wheelies in her wheelchair and it gives lucas an entire heart attack every time and hearing his panicked high pitched squeals eggs her on to keep going

- wayne gives dustin eddie’s guitar. robin doesn’t know how to play but she’s played enough instruments to figure it out and she teaches dustin. even though it’s a super difficult song even for people who are good at guitar, he doesn’t stop until he can play master of puppets. it takes him five years.

- will joined stage crew for the school musical in lenora. he knew all the parts and sang them quietly backstage. he was getting up the courage to audition for the next show when they moved back to hawkins. he finally gets to be seymour in little shop in college. he has a little bit of a crush on the guy that plays the dentist.

- steve’s bi awakening was jughead from the original archie comics but if anyone asks he says it was harrison ford as indiana jones or han solo and robin picks up that he’s never consistent with which one it was and pesters the truth out of him and she just goes “no shame, stevie, veronica was mine”

- robin goes to a historically womens college in the boston area (she gets a full ride scholarship bc she’s remarkable and talented) and she and steve roadtrip every year to move her in and out of the dorms and every break/summer when she’s home she talks about all her cool queer friends at school and steve gets a little jealous but mostly he’s happy to see her thrive. she always reassures him that he’s her number one dingus and no one could replace him as her best friend.

- mike and nancy go to pride together for the first time as middle aged adults and they’re both super nervous but they have a great time and have a lovely bonding moment about healing from being repressed kids in their nightmarishly cookie cutter nuclear family. they paint bi flags on each other’s cheeks and it’s an incredibly freeing and cathartic day for the wheeler siblings

- jonathan and argyle are roommates in college and keep living together well into adulthood and much later on in life when they learn about queer platonic partners they decide that that’s what they are and they have really random pets like iguanas and pigeons and stuff

- el goes to therapy. that’s it.

#stranger things #ellie talks 😗✌️#the fourth one has NOTHING to do with the archie comic of the characters in various fairytales that i read obsessively as a kid….. NOTHING #i did NOT stare too long at the sleeping beauty one where betty was aurora and veronica was maleficent no SIR

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Entertainment Weekly, June

Cover: The Pride Issue cover 3 of 4 -- Lena Waithe

Page 3: Contents, other covers featuring Lil Nas X, Mj Rodriguez, Bowen Yang

Page 4: Sound Bites

Page 7: The Cold Open

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Page 22: My Must List Pride Edition -- Niecy Nash

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Page 44: Bowen Yang -- the Saturday Night Live breakout is defining funny for a whole new generation and pushing boundaries in the process

Page 47: Margaret Cho -- the stand-up comedian plays the lesbian pal we all wish we had in the comedy Good on Paper

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* Pride season's 6 essential reads

Page 51: Summer TV Preview

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Page 55: Heels, The Good Fight

Page 56: Power Book III: Raising Kanan

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Page 59: Physical, Hit & Run, American Rust

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Page 61: Calendar

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Page 82: Oral History -- in 2011, Teen Wolf premiered on MTV. Ten years later, we look back at the pilot episode that introduced us to Scott, Stiles and the werewolves of Beacon Hills -- Jeff Davis, Tyler Posey, Russell Mulgahy, Dylan O'Brien, Crystal Reed

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Page 86: Music -- Miranda Lambert Q&A -- for The Marfa Tapes, Lambert decamped to the quiet artsy town in West Texas and recorded songs around a campfire. She talks to EW about the album and being an introverted superstar

Page 88: Ear Kandi -- Xscape member and current Real Housewives of Atlanta star Kandi Burruss reflects on the hits she's made for Destiny's Child, *NSYNC, TLC and more

Page 89: The Black Keys

Page 90: Books -- summer books special -- a comedy of eras -- in a sharp new essay collection, The Wreckage of My Presence, actor Casey Wilson weaves big feelings into even bigger laughs

Page 92: Poetic Justice -- prolific romance writer and political powerhouse Stacey Abrams bookend an incredible year with more thrills, this time in her first novel not written under her pen name Selena Montgomery

Page 93: Author Spotlight -- Silvia Moreno-Garcia -- Velvet Was the Night

Page 94: Fatal Attraction -- inside the intoxicating depravity of Animal, Lisa Taddeo's meaty follow-up to Three Women

Page 95: Critic's Pick -- The Great Mistake by Jonathan Lee

Page 96: Critic's Pick -- In the Country of Others by Leila Slimani

Page 97: The Conversation -- Taylor Jenkins Reid and Paula Hawkins -- the names behind Daisy Jones & the Six and The Girl on the Train are coming for your beach tote

Page 98: Q&A with Zakiya Dalila Harris -- The Other Black Girl, former book editor Zakiya Dalila Harris' genre-bending evisceration of workplace privilege, is set to become the debut of the summer

Page 99: Critic's Pick -- Afterparties by Anthony Veasna So

Page 101: Q&A with Billie Eilish -- in between winning Grammys and releasing her sophomore album, the pop star is publishing her first (self-titled) book, a collection of never-before-seen pics of her early life on the road

Page 103: Parental Guidance -- your crib sheet on the best entertainment for kids from toddlers to tweens

* Q&A with Gabrielle Union-Wade and Dwyane Wade -- the actress and her NBA legend husband, bring it on with their new children's book Shady Baby

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Currently thinking about trans Tommy. More specifically, Steve "accidentally" leaving his clothes at Tommy's house when he's over so Tommy can wear them. Mainly because Steve just wants to help Tommy out, but also because Steve can be a bit possessive and he likes seeing the other boy in his clothes.

YES,,, especially when Tommy was pre-everything.

Steve is the first person Tommy comes out to, and he does it so non-nonchalantly as well.

See, every Sunday morning since Steve got his license they would go to the diner just outside of town together and get some breakfast. One, because Steve wanted an excuse to escape the dreaded Sunday morning church service his parents went to regularly and Tommy tagged along simply because Steve didn't want to go alone and he enjoyed the guys company. Of course he did they had been best friends since kindergarten.

Anyways, it's a cool winter morning when Tommy breaks the news to Steve in a not so direct way while chewing on his scrambled eggs.

"You ever think you might be a girl?" And Steve gives him the craziest look, a look that quickly makes the freckled boy feel stupid and weird, abnormal. Before Steve even has time to say anything back he speaks again, "Never mind, that was a stupid question."

Then they go back to their regular conversation like nothing ever happened until Steve ends up being the one to bring it back up, "You ever think you might be a guy?" he asks seriously, taking the time to look at his friend across the booth.

Tommy just shrugs, freckles standing out atop burning red skin, "Maybe, sometimes, I don't know. I mean, I guess so, but it's stupid." Suddenly Steve's hand is atop his own, causing him to stop all movement.

"I don't think it's 'stupid'." He speaks and that's kind of it, that's how they leave it for a while, in kind of a grey area between 'what was that all about' and 'I know exactly what that was about but I don't want to question it further'

But on the way out Steve gives Tommy his heavy, navy blue winter coat, draped it over his shoulders with a small, satisfied smile and Tommy thinks the other boy understands.

After that it just kind of snowballs. From Steve 'accidentally' forgetting to take the jacket back when he drops Tommy back off at his house, to leaving sweatshirts at his place, to seeing the way Tommy eye's his pastel Polo's and intentionally leaving them on the back of his desk chair.

It takes Tommy a while to catch on, but even after he does he doesn't say anything, just wears the articles of clothing with pride, even if he gets a few weird stares whether it be because it's obviously one of Steve's items of clothes like his 'Hawkins Swim Team' crew neck or the baby blue and royal blue striped Polo with his initials in small print on the breast. Or because he's wearing more masculine clothes. But he doesn't mind it because the face Steve gives him is 100x more powerful than any other negative expression. The way the brunette's eyes go all soft and his smile gets really wide almost makes him look like a Labrador Retriever in the best way possible.

And eventually Tommy starts getting his own stuff. Once he's out and given his parents time to adjust he gets hand-me-downs from his older brother, so he doesn't need Steve's stuff anymore. And it almost makes Steve sad, no, it does make Steve sad, but also happy that Tommy doesn't have to wear his old, more feminine clothes anymore.

Though, seeing him show up in a yellow and purple striped Polo not owned by him does make him a little jealous, even if it's only his older brothers he can't help but feel his stomach twist in jealousy.

So he starts to be more obvious about it, offering Tommy his sweatshirts when one of their classrooms is a little colder than usual, or offering Tommy a fresh t-shirt after gym so he doesn't put the same sweaty one back on after showering.

And after they start dating it gets even more intense. Steve will make sure to wear the shirt in advance to giving it to Tommy. Loving the way that it smells of himself whenever he leans in to playfully nip and kiss at the freckled boy neck. Loving the way that Tommy's curves feel so different to his own under the same shirt.

And, yeah, he does it to help the guy out at first, then it just becomes a possessive thing :)

#Tommy H #Trans Tommy H #Steve Harrington #Stommy #Stranger Things

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0aurelion-sol0 · 3 years

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Four main (playable) characters #2

Stranger Things 4 NSA #3

So in almost an hour, Netflix will be live streaming the third day of an event called Geeked Week. During this event, Netflix celebrates all their shows and movies and gives exclusive trailers, teasers and sneak peeks about future stories.

While they were announcements made on social media by unofficial but reliable and trusted sources, nothing was confirmed...

Until now.

"We're not in Hawkins anymore"

It's confirmed there is something coming related to Stranger Things, moreover it's the first thing that we see in the description so there must be something coming from this. From some sources, it has been said that we will get a sneak peek from ST.

Before you start going in a frenzy, let's take a look at all of the options that we have before jumping to conclusions. It could be something big but it could also be something small.

The 003/004 teaser, the third teaser centered around a character:

So as you may know, we had two teasers from ST4. One centered around Hopper and one centered around Eleven each representing what these two characters storyline will be in season 4.

What interesting is that Stranger Things Twitter once posted four images of four different characters, Hopper, Eleven, Joyce and Will with the number 4 next to them.

Many assume and rightfully so that this is indicating that there will be four teasers showing the four main storylines this season.

We already got El and Hopper, the only two left are Joyce and Will.

Even if I am skeptical about the main plotline that could carry Joyce next season. If some of the theories about Joyce's demise in season 4 ends up being true, it would make sense that they would give her one last important storyline next season.

Moreover every teaser so far had something to do with parenthood especially fatherhood. Hopper because he is a father and because Hopper has a lot of trauma due to what he experienced as a father but also because the last sound in his teaser is the Demogorgon which is called in D&D: "The Deep Father". This could indicate that we might go deeper in Hopper's psyche and his past.

Eleven was Brenner who was an abusive father figure to her and put her through a great deal of trauma and we could see more of her past with him maybr giving a new meaning to some of her interactions in season 1.

Now if there is a third teaser something related to that could appear in the teaser and the most likely candidate is Will who also had an abusive father who would be horrible to him because of his sexuality. Lonnie's actor has also been seen on set. It is also pride month and Will's sexuality has always been pointing him to be gay in the show, including some of his interactions with Mike. Father's day is also really close as it takes place June 20th during pride month, it would be very fitting if the teaser for Will would be dropped now.

For Joyce, Mother's day was not so long ago but considering there's more hint for Will, I think he is the most likely candidate. But you never know, Eleven's teaser had very secret easter eggs for why her teaser dropped at this moment. Maybe something related to Joyce's past ?

The reveal of the episode titles:

Now this could happen as we don't know anything about the episode titles yet and it would be a fitting anouncement during an event that celebrates Netflix's stories since it's an event that seems to be extremely centered around the narrative of their stories.

Moreover if the release is scheduled to be in early 2022, it would fit with the title tease of Season 2 and 3 who all took place one year before the release.

"In the Fall of 1984..."

"In the Summer of 1985..."

Could the adventure continue "In the Spring of 1986"?

An update on the filming with, or Behind The Scenes footage (possibly short interviews):

Now this is a possibility rather than a full blown teaser, we could have a look at some BTS footage with interviews and a recap by the crew and cast of ST until season 4 drops.

Or something a little bit smaller like new characters revealed or a new cast member coming in the ST crew. Maybe a small update from the set like how are they moving into the filming.

Though since they haven't finished filming, it would also be unlikely that we might get something like that.

A literal Sneak Peek:

Maybe we could literally have a scene or a clip of season 4. As I said, maybe a bit unlikely but they could decide to give us some sort of overall view of what season 4 is going to be about. Like maybe the first minutes of Season 4, to show where our characters are and what they are doing.

Or maybe something smaller introducing a key setting or element in ST4.

Pretty unlikely but you never know, Stranger Things is extremely unpredictable in it's promotion.

An 80's ad:

Why not ? Something like the promo for season 3 and Starcourt Mall but with a drastic change of tone. This could mirror it but this time instead of being about the quiet, happy, beautiful and thriving town of Hawkins, it could be about all the terrible and horrific events that takes place in this town but with a more serious tone. Maybe Nancy doing some journalism stuff and reporting about something happening in a certain place or in Hawkins overall.

Or an update on the economic problems of the town, the Hellfire Club and the view of the townspeople have on this club, what the army is doing and a hint about the supernatural plot of the season if there is one and if it is in Hawkins.

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Whatever it is, we will probably dissect the hell out of it, as always. 😏

Stranger Things 4 | Sneak Peek

#stranger things #stranger things season 4 #stranger things 4 #st4 theory #will byers #mike wheeler #joyce byers #byler

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Roll the dice!!! NSFW, Basil Hawkins and a fem s/o. If the combo is hilarious, PLEASE lean into that and make it funny for my spooky serious husband. (Or sexy if the combo is sexy of course!)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY EDDIE!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

I was waiting for this special day to answer your request! Hopefully you’ll have luck and won’t have something completely wtf for your birthday present XD

I love you very very much! 💖

THE DICE SAID : 1 - 2

“suck neck”

Hawkins :

He doesn’t know what kind of effect she has upon him, even his cards can’t answer the question. He has never experienced something similar before, and honestly, Hawkins feels a bit lost. Those unwelcome feelings have bloomed as soon as she entered his crew. There was something different about her, something he couldn’t fully explain, despite his numerous analysis he had on the situation. He prevented himself to ask his crew mates, already sure that they would gladly tell their captain that maybe… Maybe indeed, he’s experiencing love for the very first time of his life. Hawkins is still not sure though, yet days after days, the sensation wouldn’t go away.

“Are you contemplating your own future?” A soft voice asks behind his back, and Hawkins expertly hides the slight finch he just had. She’s always caughting him off guard, even when she’s just casually asking questions. “What are the odds for you to have a pleasant day, today?”

“I’m not trying to figure out what is my fate, Name.” Hawkins almost coldly answers, even though, his eyes drift from his cards to her curious features. “I’m simply working on a tough situation.”

“Oh?” She raises a curious eyebrow and softly tilts her head. Of course she wants to know more ; he’s always so mysterious when he’s looking at people’s fate, he never really share what he discovers. “Am I involved in that particular deck of fate?”

Hawkins flinches again, a soft shade of pink growing on his features, while he clears his throat and intensely looks back at his cards. “Maybe, who knows. Cards are always difficult to read. I can’t always tell if… Someone is…”

Finishing his sentence seems to be an impossible task, as he feels her soft fingers reaching for his own knuckles, brushing their length as Hawkins is still holding his cards. He doesn’t know how to answer to this, and what kind of silly game she’s actually playing. There’s this heavy silence surrounding them, her gesture frozen, her breathing slightly more erratic than usual. Hawkins eventually musters up his courage, his eyes abandoning the cards, as they simple disappear in the void. Their fingers are still touching, and for once, he even invites her to continue her ministrations, intertwining their knuckles together. It’s enough for her to interpret the hidden message, her body suddenly moving, as she throws a leg over Hawkins’ lap, eventually riding him. He’s still so lost, his hands unable to move for a little while, looking for an answer in her eyes. What should he do? What does he wants? He’s trying to read her mysteries like he was reading his cards, a few seconds ago.

“Are you trying to evaluate the chances of me kissing you right now?” She teases with a soft smirk, her fingers tracing his jawline, eyes never shifting. “You don’t have to look at your cards for this. It’s 100 pourcents.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” Hawkins finally growls, one of his hand falling on her rear, the other one gripping her nape to flush her chest against his. “If the odds are so clear for you, don’t waste your time. I’ve learnt through my power that the chances are always decreasing after a moment. Seize the opportunity, you’re apparently good at provoking your own fate.”

She raises an eyebrow to the provocation, but eventually accept the proposition. Hungrily, both of their lips collide. He’s surrendering to his own desires, unable to muffle the terrible effects she has on him. Tongue dancing, teeth clenching, he kisses her like he would kiss his own death, his hands refusing to let her go. He feels himself completely overwhelmed by the lust of the moment, until his mouth eventually abandon her fleshy lips, trailing kisses on her jawline, until he thoroughly presses his lips against her neck. He peppers the area with soft nibbles, her hands playing with his golden locks, hips thrusting each time he finds a sensitive spot.

“I thought you would be more greedy to seize your fate…” She whispers huskily, as she unconsciously tilts her head to give him a better access to her neck. “You’re a reasonable man, but I know you can be wilder than this, Hawkins…”

“Always playing with your destiny, Name?” He questions impatiently, before his gentle nibbles turn into more intense suctions. The more he’s surrendering to the moment, and the more he wishes to possess everything from her. “If you’re so eager to offer your soul, then I shall not refuse your proposition. You’ll have to wear your new jewels with pride.”

“As if I wouldn’t be proud to be the queen of your deck of cards…” She answers impatiently, moaning as soon as she feels his mouth sucking on her neck.

His gesture are tender, but also imperious and needy. Hawkins finally understands that he has wanted this particular contact for months now. He marks her skin, deeply, creating purple and yellow circles all over her precious neck. Yet, soon enough, the buck of her hips call for more, and Hawkins abandons his target to look at her in the eyes.

“Bedroom?” He questions with a deep voice full of lust.

“Immediately.”

#one piece headcanons #one piece scenario #one piece imagine #basil hawkins #hawkins one piece #basil hawkins one piece #one piece writing #one piece scenarios #one piece imagines #one piece hcs #one piece hc #lemon #not suitable #takethethirdoption

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How about these three? 👤 Share a line that shows a character’s personality.🫂 Share a line (or dialogue exchange) that shows the relationship between two characters.✈️ Share a line where a character is traveling somewhere.

I’m gonna cheat a bit since I only have a couple WIP, and not all the prompts fit them, so these are mostly from completed fics.

👤 Share a line that shows a character’s personality. This one is from “In the Shape of a Man,” which is the first OP fic I wrote:

Even now, part of Law still seethed at knowing that Doflamingo lived, even if it was in chains and behind bars in Impel Down. That fiery, bitter, rage-filled part of him would never fully extinguish; Law was too much a creature of his darkness to totally lose it.

And even further under Law’s skin, beneath that constant, burning rage against Doflamingo is an even older vendetta.

Where his hatred toward Doflamingo is fire, his fury toward the World Government is ice. The need to avenge Cora-san ignited Law, drove him forward. But whenever he thinks about his parents or Lami—of Flevance—frigid fury unfurls from his chest and flows through his veins. It leaves him chilled to the marrow, haunted.

The faint white scars on his skin that never fully faded are a constant reminder of the corrupt system that destroyed Law’s country for profit. Even sixteen years later, the memories of that night—the gunshots, the fire, the blood, the bodies—are still so painful that Law pushes them as far down as he can. On the worst nights when he can’t escape the nightmares, he sees hears smells tastes feels death, and he wakes up gasping and is oh so cold

🫂 Share a line (or dialogue exchange) that shows the relationship between two characters.

This is from “A Rope That Wears Thin,” which is meant to be a missing scene after Law gets out of the prison in episode 955.

Bepo stewed in his thoughts as he wiped blood from Law’s face until slender fingers wrapped gently but firmly around Bepo’s wrist. Bepo started and looked at Law. Golden eyes were studying him.

“I’m not mad, Bepo.”

Damn him. For all that Bepo prided himself on being able to read his best friend, Law knew him just as well. Of course he’d know how Bepo was feeling.

“Law—”

“It’s not your fault,” Law interrupted, “so stop blaming yourself. I made my choice, and I’d do it again.”

Law released his fingers, and Bepo dropped the blood-stained cloth in the water. “But you shouldn’t have had to. We were careless, and you got hurt because of us.”

Law shook his head. “I was Hawkins-ya’s target because I got made back in Bakura Town. That’s on me. He took you three to get to me.”

“You were just trying to stop Straw Hat and Roronoa from getting spotted,” Bepo muttered, looking at his paws.

Law snorted. “Feel free to blame Straw Hat-ya then,” he allowed, though Bepo could hear the fondness in his voice. Somehow, the Straw Hats, especially Luffy, had wormed their way under his captain’s skin, and Bepo wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to figure that out.

“My point,” Law said, tone demanding Bepo look at him, “is that it was not your fault. So, no more guilt.”

Law’s gaze was weary but sure, brooking no argument. Bepo nodded. He didn’t think he’d be able to let the guilt go that easily, but he was willing to try. “I’m sorry.”

Law huffed at the habitual apology but nodded. “Tell Shachi and Penguin the same thing. I mean it.”

“Aye, Captain.”

✈️ Share a line where a character is traveling somewhere.

Kind of cheating on this one, but rather than be about travel, it’s about a ship. It’s from “Point of a Submarine,” which was based on a Tumblr prompt.

“Law-dono,” Kin’emon began, stepping up next to Law and eyeing the Polar Tang skeptically. “It is an… unusual ship, is it not?”

Bepo’s hackles rose as he stood alongside Shachi and Penguin a few feet behind their captain and the samurai. He tried not to take the question personally; he knew their ship was unlike most ships that sailed the Blues and that the samurai from Wano would not have seen her like before. But Bepo loved the ship; the Polar Tang had been their home since Wolf had gifted it to them on Swallow Island, had become the home of the entire Heart Pirates crew over the years, and he wouldn’t hear a word against her.

“She’s a submarine,” Law replied with a slight shrug. Though he’d never admit it aloud, Bepo knew Law felt the same. The Tang had been a safe way to sail the North Blue and later the Grand Line while avoiding the prying eyes of Doflamingo, who owned the skies. She was home and she was freedom. “Traveling underwater is going to keep you safe from unfriendly eyes once we reach Wano’s borders.”

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#Thanks for sending these!#Trafalgar Law #Bepo #One Piece fanfic #chromatic-lamina

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QUEER YA READS happy pride month here’s a list of lots of queer YA books!!

- The Henna Wars- Abida Jaigirdar When Nishat comes out to her parents, they say she can be anyone she wants—as long as she isn’t herself. Because Muslim girls aren’t lesbians. Nishat doesn’t want to hide who she is, but she also doesn’t want to lose her relationship with her family. And her life only gets harder once a childhood friend walks back into her life. Flávia is beautiful and charismatic and Nishat falls for her instantly. Amidst sabotage and school stress, their lives get more tangled—but Nishat can’t quite get rid of her crush on Flávia, and realizes there might be more to her than she realized

- Red, White and Royal Blue- Casey Mcquinston First Son Alex Claremont-Diaz is the closest thing to a prince this side of the Atlantic. With his intrepid sister and the Veep’s genius granddaughter, they’re the White House Trio, a beautiful millennial marketing strategy for his mother, President Ellen Claremont. International socialite duties do have downsides—namely, when photos of a confrontation with his longtime nemesis Prince Henry at a royal wedding leak to the tabloids and threaten American/British relations.

- You should see me in a crown- Leah Johnson Liz Lighty has always believed she's too black, too poor, too awkward to shine in her small, rich, prom-obsessed midwestern town. But it's okay -- Liz has a plan that will get her out of Campbell, Indiana, forever: attend the uber-elite Pennington College, play in their world-famous orchestra, and become a doctor.But when the financial aid she was counting on unexpectedly falls through, Liz's plans come crashing down . . . until she's reminded of her school's scholarship for prom king and queen

- Tell me How you Really Feel- Aminah Mae Safi Sana Khan is a cheerleader and a straight A student. She's the classic (somewhat obnoxious) overachiever determined to win.Rachel Recht is a wannabe director who's obsesssed with movies and ready to make her own masterpiece. As she's casting her senior film project, she knows she's found the perfect lead - Sana.There's only one problem. Rachel hates Sana. Rachel was the first girl Sana ever asked out, but Rachel thought it was a cruel prank and has detested Sana ever since.

- Like a love story- Abdi Nazemian It's 1989 in New York City, and for three teens, the world is changing.

- I Wish You All the Best- Mason Deaver At turns heartbreaking and joyous, I Wish You All the Best is both a celebration of life, friendship, and love, and a shining example of hope in the face of adversity.

- The Falling in Love Montage- Ciara Smyth Saoirse doesn’t believe in love at first sight or happy endings. If they were real, her mother would still be able to remember her name and not in a care home with early onset dementia. A condition that Saoirse may one day turn out to have inherited. So she’s not looking for a relationship. She doesn’t see the point in igniting any romantic sparks if she’s bound to burn out. But after a chance encounter at an end-of-term house party, Saoirse is about to break her own rules. For a girl with one blue freckle, an irresistible sense of mischief, and a passion for rom-coms.

- The Fascinators- Andrew Eliopulos Living in a small town where magic is frowned upon, Sam needs his friends James and Delia—and their time together in their school's magic club—to see him through to graduation.But as soon as senior year starts, little cracks in their group begin to show. Sam may or may not be in love with James. Delia is growing more frustrated with their amateur magic club. And James reveals that he got mixed up with some sketchy magickers over the summer, putting a target on all their backs.

- The Dark Tide- Alicia Jaskina The Wicked Deep meets A Curse So Dark and Lonely in this gripping, dark fairy-tale fantasy about two girls who must choose between saving themselves, each other, or their sinking island city

- Summer of Salt – Katrina Leno Georgina Fernweh waits with growing impatience for the tingle of magic in her fingers—magic that has been passed down through every woman in her family. Her twin sister, Mary, already shows an ability to defy gravity. But with their eighteenth birthday looming at the end of this summer, Georgina fears her gift will never come.

- Sawkill Girls- Claire Legrand Marion: the new girl. Awkward and plain, steady and dependable. Weighed down by tragedy and hungry for love she’s sure she’ll never find. Zoey: the pariah. Luckless and lonely, hurting but hiding it. Aching with grief and dreaming of vanished girls. Maybe she’s broken—or maybe everyone else is. Val: the queen bee. Gorgeous and privileged, ruthless and regal. Words like silk and eyes like knives, a heart made of secrets and a mouth full of lies.

- The Priory of the Orange Tree- Samantha Shannon A world divided. A queendom without an heir. An ancient enemy awakens. The House of Berethnet has ruled Inys for a thousand years. Still unwed, Queen Sabran the Ninth must conceive a daughter to protect her realm from destruction – but assassins are getting closer to her door. Ead Duryan is an outsider at court. Though she has risen to the position of lady-in-waiting, she is loyal to a hidden society of mages. Ead keeps a watchful eye on Sabran, secretly protecting her with forbidden magic. Across the dark sea, Tané has trained to be a dragonrider since she was a child, but is forced to make a choice that could see her life unravel.

- I was Born for this- Alice Oseman For Angel Rahimi, life is only about one thing: The Ark – a pop-rock trio of teenage boys who are currently taking the world by storm. Being part of The Ark’s fandom has given her everything – her friendships, her dreams, her place in the world. Jimmy Kaga-Ricci owes everything to The Ark too. He’s their frontman – and playing in a band is all he’s ever dreamed of doing. It’s just a shame that recently everything in his life seems to have turned into a bit of a nightmare.

- Summer Bird Blue Akemi Dawn Bowman- Bowman’s sophomore novel follows Rumi, a young musician plagued with grief and survivor’s guilt after her younger sister is killed in a car crash. Her mother sends her to liver with her aunt in Hawaii, and is also now mourning the loss of the music she would create with her sister and is unable to recapture her passion. As she navigates her loss, and feelings of abandonment from her mother, Rumi is also starting new relationships with neighbors, one a cute, easygoing surfer boy, and the other a irascible 80-year-old crankypants, while also becoming comfortable with her aromantic and asexual feelings.An immersive aromantic, asexual journey through grief and understanding.

- Felix Ever after- Kacen Callender a novel about a transgender teen grappling with identity and self-discovery while falling in love for the first time.

- The Stars and The Blackness Between Them - Junauda Petrus Audre and Mabel, Black girls who find romance just in time for everything to fall even further apart.

- By any means necessary- Candice Montgomery By Any Means Neccesary dives into the intersection of race and sexuality through the lens of its main character, Torrey, a gay Black college student.

- Her Royal Highness -Rachel Hawkins- When Millie Quint discovers her best friend-turned-girlfriend has been kissing someone else, she decides to get as far away from her as possible – by going to boarding school on the opposite side of the globe. The only issue? Millie’s new roomate is the actual princess of Scotland.

- Tash Hearts Tolstoy - Kathryn Omsbee, Natasha Zelenka (Tash), is a serious fangirl of Leo Tolstoy and a rising YouTube star with her webseries Unhappy Families, a modern-day adaptation of Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina, and Vlog, Tea with Tash. When a famous vlogger gives a shout out to the series, it goes viral. Now she, along with the cast and crew, are finding what it means to be a hit sensation and are managing the adoration, and the trolls, coming their way. Tash, a romantic asexual, has had a long time crush on the hit vlogger star Thom, who, as her online popular grows, so does Thom’s attention. Amidst the fame and romance, Tash is also dealing with her older sister creating distance, her parents announcing a new sibling on the way, college applications, the impending end of the series, and the big “What’s next.”An asexual romantic comedy coming of age.

- Full Disclosure- Camryn Garratt Camryn Garrett’s debut novel follows a Black, HIV-positive teen as she explores her first romantic relationship. There are few books that discuss what it’s like to live with HIV, especially those that are light, relatable, and told through the lens of a young Black girl.

- The Black Flamingo- Dean Atta Atta pens a coming-of-age story about a boy accepting his identity as a mixed-race gay teen, but then finds a place where he belongs as a drag artist named The Black Flamingo.

- Juniper Leaves- Jaz Joyner Kinky-haired Juniper Bray used to believe in magic, until she lost her best friend: her grandmother. Now this 15-year-old shy girl is headed to her father's research trip on a farm hundreds of miles away, with a family she barely knows and the opposite of a best friend, her new arch nemesis, Bree Mckinney. As if she wasn't miserable enough. Little does she know the next few months Juniper will discover magical powers she never knew she had, get a crush on a girl she never knew she'd like and well, quite frankly, save the world.

- Crier’s War - Nina Varela ‘In a world where humans are dominated by superior Automae, one human girl called Ayla takes the role of handmaiden to the Automae Lady Crier in order to help the human rebellion. But to Ayla’s horror, she finds herself falling for Crier.’

- Queen of Coin and Whispers Helen Corcoran -When a teenage queen inherits her uncle’s bankrupt kingdom, she brings with her a new spymaster – a girl who only accepted the role to avenge her murdered father. But faced with enemies at every turn, the two learn to rely on no one but each other . . . though it may bring their downfall.

- Huntress- Malinda Lo – Ill fortune has befallen the land, and two girls have been tasked with the mission of setting things right. As Kaede and Taisin journey to the city of the Fairy Queen, adventure and romance awaits.

- This Song Is (Not) for You - Laura Nowlin- This is not your usual love triangle. Ramona has been in love with her best friend and bandmate Sam for a long time, Sam has also been in love Ramona. When Tom joins the band, he completes them. Now Ramona is starting to have feelings for Tom, and those feelings are reciprocated. Tom is a romantic asexual, whose asexuality is fully explored

- Seven Tears at High Tide- C.B. Lee – After Kevin Luong drops, yup, seven tears into the sea, he ends up rescuing a boy from the waters. It’s love at first sight for Morgan who, unknown to Kevin, is a Selkie.

- Loveless -Alice Oseman- (out on the 9th July!!) Georgia has never been in love, never kissed anyone, never even had a crush – but as a fanfic-obsessed romantic she’s sure she’ll find her person one day.As she starts university with her best friends, Pip and Jason, in a whole new town far from home, Georgia’s ready to find romance, and with her outgoing roommate on her side and a place in the Shakespeare Society, her ‘teenage dream’ is in sight. But when her romance plan wreaks havoc amongst her friends, Georgia ends up in her own comedy of errors, and she starts to question why love seems so easy for other people but not for her. With new terms thrown at her – asexual, aromantic – Georgia is more uncertain about her feelings than ever.

- The Last Beginning- Lauren James- (you probably need to read the next together first which I HIGHLY recommend) Sixteen years ago, after a scandal that rocked the world, teenagers Katherine and Matthew vanished without a trace. Now Clove Sutcliffe is determined to find her long lost relatives.But where do you start looking for a couple who seem to have been reincarnated at every key moment in history? Who were Kate and Matt? Why were they born again and again? And who is the mysterious Ella, who keeps appearing at every turn in Clove's investigation? For Clove, there is a mystery to solve in the past and a love to find in the future, and failure could cost the world everything.

#i think i did a good job at finding alot of diverse ones and with different sexualites etc represented #i haven't read all of these but i've read some!#queer ya masterlist #book blogging #pride reads #queer books #lgbtq boo #lgbtq reads #ya books

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the-weeping-author · 4 years

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Hate To Love Chapter 6

A/N: I know I just posted chapter 5 but I started 6 and I couldn’t stop but it be like that sometimes, I hope y’all like this and thanks for the support.

Warnings: cussing, a start to a sibling rivalry. Some Angst.

Wordcount: 1,424

Taglist: @ahoy-stevieboy @thehair-ington @galactic-kitten-nonsense @linkispink1995 @theworldisugly-22 @harringtown @phoebethepheebs @bvrningdesires @gardeniasandwhiskey @lxvesickreality @bluebellbrooke @harrington-ofhawkins @thenameishayley248

Please enjoy 😊

The next week in ISS was horrible, but so was being grounded I mean it only reminded me of why I was in there.

I had yet to apologize to Carol, I haven’t talked to Nancy yet. When I showed up the day after I got into the fight with Carol the kids just looked at me, I knew they knew what happened, but honestly I didn’t care.

I didn’t want to be feared but if that happened then oh well. I felt bad I really did but on the other hand I didn’t, As far as the Nancy situation was concerned I would just give her some apology even though I didn’t do anything wrong.

The apology was bound to happen. I mean Johnathan had been hanging out with Nancy while I was stuck in school jail.

Apparently Steve had broken Jonathan's camera a while back but he didn’t say anything cause if he did Steve would have gotten his ass kicked.

That’s the main problem with the three Jack asses of Hawkins high was they thought they were untouchable, but now Carol knows she’s isn’t, I’m pretty sure Tommy does too.

Steve that’s a different story, something about him just made me softer on him. I don’t know if it was his lack of affection from his parents or these girls getting to him but for some reason i couldn't stay mad at steve harrington.

After school I saw Nancy standing near Steve and them, that's when I saw Carol's nose it was swollen and bruised. I honestly felt bad I swallowed my pride then walked over. As soon as they saw me Tommy stood in front of Carol.

“That's far enough Tyson.”

I put my arms up looking at them smiling at the sudden nickname.

“I didn't come to fight, I came to apologize.”

When I said that they all looked dumbfounded, even Nancy, Tommy moved just so I could see her face just seeing it up close shot pride through my veins but I couldn't gloat. I was better than that.

“Carol, I'm sorry I hit you. I acted out of anger and not with logic so I sincerely apologize, we aren't friends but I hope we’ve both learned a lesson.”

She didn’t say anything back to me, but I mean what could she say?

I looked at her then at Nancy.

“Nancy, can I please talk to you?”

She looked hesitant for a second but nodded, one down one to go.

“Can we talk privately please?”

She nodded, I turned around to walk over to my car. I saw Jonathan drive by, I smiled while he drove away. When I turned around Nancy was right there looking at me.

“So nancy i know you heard what happened but that wasn't what happened-.”

“Oh really so enlighten me on what happened.”

I felt myself getting irritated already but I had to remind myself that she had every right to be upset, if I was in her position I'd be pissed too.

“Nancy when we were at the party I went to use the bathroom so steve showed me where it was then he started to talk to me then boom he kissed me, I pushed him off me but I guess carol saw it and she twisted it to make me look bad nancy you have to believe me i wouldn't do that to you.”

She looked at me. I knew her mind was going a mile a minute but soon her relaxed face turned stiff, her eyes narrowed lips going into a thin line.

“He wouldn't do that to me sara im sorry but I don't believe you.”

I scoffed putting my arms at my side, frustration quickly growing inside me at her basically calling me a liar.

“Nancy I wouldn’t make that up, he's literally done that to dozens of girls.”

She shook her head at me.

“Sara that's where you’re wrong he's changed so like I said he wouldn’t do that to me I thought i had a good friend but obviously i was wrong.”

I looked at her just flabbergasted; it was obvious no one was going to vouch for me.

“Nancy, are you kidding me? What happened to Laurie? Amy? Or Becky? What happened to all the other girls he's been with huh? Nancy you're going to end up just like them.”

She looked at me then the next thing I knew I felt my cheek burn, I looked at her holding my cheek.

“Nancy what the fuck!”

She looked at me.

“The difference between you and I sara is I don’t have to throw myself at guys to get them, if you were dating someone and I knew it I wouldn’t have ever kissed them or even thought of them in that way.”

“Nancy you know what I’m sorry okay forgive me or don’t I don’t care but let me tell you something. You ever and I mean ever hit me again I’ll give you what I gave Carol.”

She looked at me then walked away. I got in my car, drove off not looking back. When I got home I walked inside seeing Jonathan sitting there watching tv.

“I don’t want you to go anywhere near her or her flock of idiots”

Jonathan looked at me, cocking a brow, turning off the tv.

“Hang out with who?”

I took a deep breath before I snapped on him. He didn't deserve the anger they caused.

“Nancy fucking wheeler and her crew of dipshits.”

He looked at me like he didn’t comprehend what I was saying.

“Okay sara first of all you can’t tell me who to hang out with especially since you hang out with Steve, Nancy is a way better human being than Steve.”

I looked at him, letting out an exhausted laugh.

“Are you kidding me Jonathan Steve and I are only friends, I see the way you look at wheeler, you’re asking for trouble.”

He stood up, with the look on his face I knew I hit a nerve.

“You don’t know shit sara you’re just mad because maybe there’s a chance she might like me back, Steve doesn’t even consider you one of his friends.”

I’m not going to lie, his comment hurt, I knew it was true I wasn’t one of Steve's casual friends, but that doesn’t mean Jonathan could rub it in.

“I’m not mad at all Johnathan but If you’re going to hang out with her then don’t bring her around me.”

He looked at me, his face reddening the more I spoke.

“Okay that’s fine Sara just know you made this decision not me.”

I looked at him as he walked down the hallway to his room.

“What do you mean I made this decision?”

He ignored me slamming the door right in my face.

I kicked his door then walked to my room slamming my door shut, I walked over to my record player turning on whatever record I had on. I turned it up, locked my door, and sat on my bed.

I put my knees together wrapping my arms around them, buried my face into them and just let the dam break. I wasn’t crying over nancy I wasn’t crying over Steve and I definitely wasn’t crying over Jonathan.

I was crying over everything, the few weeks of my life was garbage, I had no one to talk to now. With my mom always working I was completely and utterly alone.

I was hurt, I felt abandoned and I had no one to blame but myself. I caused all of this, I made all of them hurt, I drove my twin away, I knew I fucked up, but I was too hurt to care.

The walls I broke down were coming back up, I knew what the Inedible was. I was going back to the cold Sara, I couldn’t care any less.

Everyone thought I was cold before, but they have no clue. I tried to be nice and a lady like my mother taught me but it was time to show them the real Sara Byers

No matter who everyone wants me to be, I'm always going to be this hurt little girl who let Steve Harrington hurt her beyond fixing.

I was a shattered girl who pretended a huge weight loss would fix my problem, I hid behind this facade of being someone who didn’t care but in all reality I care, but not anymore.

A/N: thanks for reading I hope y’all enjoyed it, mores coming I promise but rn im going to send request so just keep an eye out. ❤️

#steve harrington imagine #steve harrington au #steve harrington #steve harrington angst #steve harrington series #stranger thinge x oc #stranger things series #steve harrington x oc #steve harrington x sara byers #Hate To Love Series

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tilltheendwilliwrite · 5 years

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6k Followers Challenge

AKA T Shows Her Age!

Alright, my darlings. You wonderful, crazy, awesome people have pushed me so close to the 6k mark, and I humbly thank you for sticking with me these last two years! Now, the last few milestones I’ve pulled out the drabbles and gone to town, but with my (hopeful) return to work and life getting hectic, I decided it was time to throw you all a challenge instead.

So here it is! The 6k T Shows Her Age Song Challenge. These are some of my all time favourite songs from the 80s and 90s. All have at one time or another given me fic nibbles (ideas for things which could be written thanks to the feel and/or lyrics of the songs) and now I am throwing them at you lovely people to see what kinds of wonderful things you can come up with.

As always, fic lengths should be a minimum of 500 words, all MCU, Supernatural, Vikings characters are up for grabs. All genres but no underage smut thank you very much. That is icky. So send me your angst, your smut, your romance. Hit me with the good stuff. Let’s see how creative you can get.

Pick your poison, send me an Ask, and get your name on the list. Tag your fic with #T6ksongfic, tag me or give me a poke if Tumblr pulls some shenanigans, and let’s have a little fun.

Deadline: June 1st, 2019

Head Over Feet by Alanis Morissette @jewels2876 for Bucky

Panama by Van Halen @silmarillogirl

Pride (In The Name Of Love) by U2

A Criminal Mind by Gowan @kaunis-sielu with Steve

Bad To The Bone by George Thorogood and The Destroyers @rebelminxy with Dean

(I Just) Died In Your Arms Tonight by Cutting Crew @unicorns-and-fairy-dust

Ordinary Day by Great Big Sea

Can’t Hurry Love by Phil Collins @stevieang

Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman by Bryan Adams @tuhl

Blaze of Glory by Jon Bon Jovi @alexakeyloveloki with Loki

Tainted Love by Soft Cell @river-alice-wolf for Steve Rogers

Betty Davis Eyes by Kim Carnes

I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) by The Proclaimers @henrietteoaks

Wanted Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi @sherrybaby14 with Bucky

Holding Out For A Hero by Bonnie Tyler @supernatural508 with Thor

I’m Still Standing by Elton John @lloeppky with Steve

Kiss by Prince @curiositywillbethedeathofme with Steve

I Think We’re Alone Now by Tiffany @lookwhatyoumademequeue with Sam Wilson

White Wedding by Billy Idol @diinofayce

Love Shack by The B-52’s @tiku-tiku with Dean

Need You Tonight by INXS @darkangeldesignstudio with Thor

Sexual Healing by Marvin Gaye @tropicalcap

Say My Name by Destiny’s Child @litttledaisyy

Fantasy by Mariah Carey

I Don’t Want To Miss A Thing by Aerosmith @miss-maee for Steve Rogers

Smooth (feat. Rob Thomas) by Santana @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan with Clint

I Have Nothing by Whitney Houston @ginatoldmeso

Cherry Pie by Warrant @darkangeldesignstudio with Dean or Thor

Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover by Sophie B. Hawkins @magellan-88

Push by Matchbox Twenty @littledarlinwrites with Bucky

Innocent by Our Lady Peace @kilyra with Tony Stark

One Week by Barenaked Ladies @skylark50 with Bucky

No Scrubs by TLC @the-real-kellymonster with WWII Steve and Bucky

Alone by Heart @gigglegirl77

Dancing On The Ceiling by Lionel Richie

Heaven Is A Place On Earth by Belinda Carlisle @mattaretto

The Lady In Red by Chris de Burgh @redfoxwritesstuff with Steve or Clint

What's Love Got To Do With It by Tina Turner @witchymarvelspacecase with Clint

Every Breath You Take by The Police @mywildestdreamings with Bucky or Loki

Here I Go Again by Whitesnake @brastrangled with Sam/Steve/Reader

Tell It To My Heart by Taylor Dayne @kentuckybarnes

You Make My Dreams by Daryl Hall and John Oates @angryteapot with Steve

When I See You Smile by Bad English @sweetydecaf with Steve Rogers

Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen @wingsyouburn with Steve Rogers

Missing You by John Waite @swimmingbyrd with Steve

The Power of Love by Celine Dion @doctoranon

Fragile by Sting

Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls @thejemersoninferno

I Want To Know What Love Is by Foreigner @tinyfistwarrior with Bucky

Faith by George Michael @paintedgreywriting with Bucky

With or Without You by U2 @youngmoneymilla with Steve/Bucky

Girls Girls Girls by Mötley Crüe @wxntersoldiers with Bucky

And because you are all such awesome people, I made you a playlist on Spotify. You can find it here, along with volumes 1, 2, and 3 of The Captain and The Valkyrie Queen playlists.

#t6ksongfic #song fic challenge #80s and 90s #6k followers

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ikkaku-of-heart · 2 years

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@indomiitas asked: “Foolish people in the past have rattled on the bars of my cage to see if I'd bite. When they released me, they came to realize that the answer was yes,” Drake ground out through his clenched teeth, still holding his head high with pride as he sat slumped on the ground of the Polar Tang. His wounds had been treated and bandaged after their victory in Wano, but seastone cuffs were fixed around his wrists, marking him a hostage. “So tread lightly, pirate.” { for the inbox call, thanks for the patience ♥ }

Unprompted

Ikkaku stood before the red-haired prisoner, a heaping bowl of chicken rice in one hand and a mug of gently steaming coffee in the other. It was hot enough to be pleasant, but far from scalding in case Drake decided he was desperate enough to throw the beverage in her eyes in some kind of escape attempt. Not that she believed he’d get far, what with the restraints and the fact that they’d set out to sea. Still, she was wary.

Wary because, much to her dismay, she now had no idea where his loyalties stood. She’d heard a lot of conflicting stories. Was he a Marine spy? Still loyal to Kaido and the Beast Pirates? A free agent? Allied with the Straw Hats? If he was anything but the last option, she doubted Law would have patched him up after the battle. Yet the way he addressed her as “pirate” had her concerned. It reminded her far too much of their encounters back in the North Blue.

A frown pulled at her lips as she set the food and drink down. Nothing fancy, but nutritious and a large enough portion to hopefully satisfy a man of Drake’s size. “I’m not looking to poke the bear, as it were,” Ikkaku stated, taking a few long strides back before sitting on a low stool. She took his threat seriously - yes he was restrained, but that didn’t mean “Red Flag” X Drake wasn’t still dangerous. Best to at least be out of immediate arm’s reach if she was going to stick around. “Just maybe get some answers before Law releases you back into the wild. You’re an enigma shrouded in mystery wrapped in leather - I figured I’d be better off coming to the source for my answers instead of speculating and picking apart second-hand accounts. And that you’d prefer polite conversation to Law’s method of interrogation.” She winced at that. Her captain clearly wasn’t interested in killing Drake if he’d taken the time and resources to take care of his wounds, but Law also wasn’t the sort to do anything out of the goodness of his heart. Well, unless it was for the crew. So she was certain that eventually, Law would be coming in to wring as much intel out of their hostage as possible before they reached their destination.

Crossing her arms, Ikkaku met Drake’s gaze unflinchingly. “Regardless, it’s my turn to watch you, so we can either chat or I can read to you from my latest erotic novel.” For emphasis, she pulled a paperback book out of one of her boiler suit’s many pockets, the cover displaying a buxom woman trapped in the amorous embrace of what appeared to be a bipedal dragon. “Your choice. I’m not lookin’ for deep secrets - just answers. Like why you freed Law even though you and Hawkins imprisoned him in the first place.”

#indomiitas #The Engine is the Heart of the Ship (canon)#Scales of Justice (Drake)#getting answers #(yes I know it's a silly threat but it's kind of the best she has ok?)#(especially if she doesn't want to find out if he's willing to bite. better embarrassment over violence)

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treasuresplanet · 5 years

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If you were to make a Treasure Planet sequel, no restraints whatsoever, how would you go about it?

oh babey here we go

i would love to have something where jim is at the academy and he is doing training with a captain, something easy like checking a distress signal, and he’s shadowing to see how to take charge with a crew. they get there and it’s silver and a small crew looting the ship. he has to pretend like he doesn’t know silver to keep himself from getting in trouble because, let’s be honest, jim is a hot head and butts heads with supervisors and some other students. silver knows that he’s lying and is cocky because jim hawkins, star student, is lying about knowing a pirate.

in the middle of the casual confrontation, the real villain shows up.

the fancy sarcastic captain (think amelia but less rough and more dry wit with a tiny touch of entitlement cause he’s not a captain for hire, but a fancy high ranker) has to team up with silver, who is silver, so they but heads in the way where anyone listening to them wouldn’t think anything was amiss, but they are undermining and digging on each other subtly.

anyways the pirates and jim/the captain have to team up to flee from the villain, but little do they know silver stole a crucial thing from the ship that the bad guy needs so they’re being followed and they find out in a dramatic reveal later in the movie where everyone also finds out about jim and silver.

I feel it would focus on silver’s conflicted feelings of pride that jim is at the academy and some self consciousness/shame because he is just a pirate. plus a lot of jabs because jim is still jim and has a rebellious side so silver teasing him because he is a fancy student who is secretly the son of friends with a pirate.

jim would feel conflicted because a lot of stuff is still unresolved between him and silver and i feel like their happy ending in the sequel is banking on them never interacting again, especially in a stressful situation (which they are in)

jim’s captain would have a dry banter with silver. like at the end of the movie silver would say something like “hope we meet again” “i would rather die in deep etherium” “i never talked specifics captain that could be arranged”

idk how long it would be and all of the other plot details, but that would be some parts of my ideal sequel :)

#i never thought about that before this was just off the top of my head #this was fun to think about though #ask game #long post

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satancomplexx · 5 years

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love bites. pt 1v

billy hargrove x reader

steve harrington x reader

part 1 , part 2 , part 3

word count : 3.2k

disclaimer : I don’t own Stranger Things, or the photos below.

A/N : I made this mood board for a better visualization of the story!

You’re alarm woke you up, and you groggily smacked it off. You sat up, wondering if all that happened these past few days was just a bad dream. You rubbed your eyes, before mustering up the last bit of pride you had and started getting ready for school. You pulled on your NYU hoodie you bought from the campus trip you went on last summer, then your acid wash jeans that you tightly rolled at the bottom, and slipped on your white Keds after your white slouch socks. You pulled your wild hair into a banana clip, not caring enough to style it. Then half assed your makeup, and finished the rest of your routine, making sure you didn’t miss the bus this time.

You stepped on to campus, preparing yourself for the drama that you were about to encounter, and sure enough as you walked through the hall, you heard Diana say to one of her minions, “Can you believe it? Poor Steve, she’s such a slut!”

You rolled your eyes and shoved your hands into your hoodie pocket, making your way to your first period, Art.

Once the bell rang you were the first one inside the classroom, taking your normal seat, and pulling out your sketchbook. Mr. Vendor greeted you extra nicely today, and you wondered if maybe even the teachers knew about how you maliciously cheated on your boyfriend.

You glanced over at the propped open door, and your heart started racing as soon as you saw that mullet wearing asshole step through the frame. You made eye contact as he approached his seat behind you, and you smiled. His brows raised with surprise, but he quickly returned it.

He wore denim on denim, with a black thermal shirt beneath, and the gold pendant he never took off. Something different though, he was wearing grey high top converse, instead of his black boots.

“What’re you staring at?” His smile widened, sitting in his seat.

You noticed you had turned your body to fully look at him, at his outfit. You felt blush rush to your cheeks, “Oh, um ... nothing.” You said quickly before turning straight in your seat.

“Okay class! Settle down! I have a very important announcement to make!” Mr. Vendor yelled over all the kids, you and Billy being the only ones silent.

Mr. Vendor turned his attention to you, you straightened up in your seat, realizing where this could be going.

“Come stand up here Y/N.” He waved you over to his desk in the front of the class, you sighed in protest but obeyed. You felt like you already had the whole schools eyes on you anyway.

Once next to him and peering over all the teens heads, he exclaimed, “Now everyone congratulate the winner of the “School Spirit Mural” 7,000 dollar scholarship contest!”

The class began to clap, some genuine, some staring you down bitterly. But, you didn’t care, because your attention was on Billy, you watched him as he clapped proudly, and a smirk played at his lips. You couldn’t help but smile back, your heart fluttering.

After class, you made your way down the hall to meet up with Lisa, you couldn’t wait to tell her the news. You honestly had forgotten about the scholarship, with all that had happened these past few days.

You felt hands grab your waist from behind, and spin you quickly around. Your face stopped inches from Billy’s, his beautiful smile creeping on to his lips.

“Can we talk now?” He hummed, obviously in a better mood than yesterday. You assumed it was reflecting off of you, because you felt yourself smiling from ear to ear.

You crossed your arms around his neck, wresting them on his shoulders, “Yeah, we can talk.”

“First off, why are you so smiley out of a sudden?” He chuckled.

You shrugged softly, “Guess I just came to my senses is all.”

“Oh yeah? And what is that?” He rubbed circles into your hip.

The late bell for the next class rung, but you two still stood intertwined as if nothing had happened.

“That, I want to be with you Billy, like, really be with you. Not just sleep with you once then you move on to the next ... unless, that’s what you want, I’ll understand.” You’re voice lowered, looking down.

He shook his head, “Y/N, you’re the only girl in Hawkins I’d ever wanna be with.”

You looked up into his strikingly blue eyes, “Really?”

“Yeah ... I can’t stand the thought of you with anyone else, it like, breaks my heart or something.” He laughed, shrugging.

You laughed with him, “Me too.”

You ran your fingers through the bottom of his curls, and pushed his face to yours, locking your lips. It was sweet and gentle, his hand came up to cup your cheek. Your lips moved slowly together, almost as if they were made to.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ・゜゜・ *:･ﾟ✧*:･✧

After school ended, you ran to Billy’s Camaro, ignoring the looks and whispers you got for doing so. You wanted to be there before he was, to surprise him.

You watched as he made his way up the hill to the student parking lot, and you connected eyes with him once he made it to the top.

A smile brightened his face, and he picked up his pace to a jog, until he was inches from you.

“Hey beautiful.” He said softly, wrapping his arms around you to bring you closer to him.

You rested your hands on his chest, your fingers playing with his gold necklace, “I was thinking, I really don’t want to take the bus. So, could I have a ride?”

He leaned in and hummed “Mmhh.” Into your lips before kissing you.

You kissed him back, pulling him closer by his chain. You felt your heart flutter, as he deepened the kiss by sliding his tongue along your lips.

You turned your head, detaching it, your cheeks burning. “We should go.” You said before pulling away from him and stepping into his passenger seat.

You watched as he made his way around his car, and stepped inside. He started it, pulling out from his spot and out of the parking lot.

Once you were speeding down the long empty road, he turned his music on, Metallica played softly.

“Can I tell you something?” You asked, looking at his profile.

He glanced at you, his perfect eyebrows scrunched together, “Yeah?”

“Just that ... thanks for being supportive. When you told me you thought it was awesome that I was painting a mural, I don’t know, just know that it helped me ... a lot.”

He just smiled, and reached over with his right hand and squeezed your thigh.

He pulled up to your house, before leaning over and planting a kiss on your lips.

Once he pulled away, you reached for his jean jacket collar stopping him, “Billy,” You looked down at your hand, “You can ... come in, if you want. My parents don’t come home until five.”

His hand went up to grab your chin, turning you to look up at him, “I was gunna anyway, babe.” He hummed before kissing you again.

You both stepped out of his Camaro, and walking up to your front door. Once inside you lead him to the kitchen, and he made fun of the basket full of fake fruit on your counter top.

You opened the fridge and took out two of your dads beers, handing one can to him.

“Oooh, miller lite, good choice.” He took it from you, cracking it open.

You laughed, rolling your eyes, before leading him into your room.

He closed the door behind him, watching you as you sat on your bed, pulling your legs up and crossing them. You opened your can, taking a sip from it.

He slowly walked around studying your room, he looked at pictures of you and Lisa sitting on your vanity, played with your belts hanging from your bed frame, and looked over all your cassettes, before putting Cutting Crew in your Sharp qt-50. He smiled wide when the power ballad filled your room.

You reached for him, “Come sit with me.”

He reached out too, once you grabbed his hand you yanked him on top of you.

“Woahh!” He said as he balanced his beer in his hand. You just giggled.

He set it down on your night stand, grabbing yours from you and doing the same. He kneed your legs apart, and laid between your thighs, his head resting on your chest.

You picked your hand up to run it through his hair, playing with the few curls in the front.

He tilted his head up at you, “I always wanted one of those stereos.”

You just smiled, “I got it for Christmas, they’re kinda expensive.”

“Sounds good though.” He fidgeted with the strings of your hoodie, humming along.

You studied his face, watching his lips purse with concentration, his brows scrunch up like they always do, and his long lashes cast a shadow on his cheeks, wait ... what was that on his cheek bone? Next to his eye? How come you hadn’t noticed it before? It was slightly discolored, it couldn’t of been a bruise? Could it?

“What’s that?” You point to the yellowish purple spot above his cheek.

He immediately sat up, turning away from you. You sat up too, “I’m sorry.” You say quickly.

He shook his head, staring down at his hands. “Jesus, It’s nothing, just ... ran into my wall, it was dark.”

You scrunched your brows, “Billy?”

He glanced up at you, whatever cheerfulness he brought into your room was gone, the mood was replaced with melancholy.

“You don’t want to know.” He said simply, shrugging.

You scooted closer to him, draping your legs over his lap, he placed his palm over your thigh.

“I do, I do want to know.” You murmured, tucking your face into his neck, holding him.

He sighed heavily, “Um ... my dad, he basically hates me, so I don’t really try and like, you know, win his love anymore. So, I don’t know, I make him mad all the time now ... and, sometimes he’ll get too mad.”

You picked your head up from his neck, looking him in the eyes. “I’m sorry.”

He chuckled, wiping his eyes, “Stop, don’t feel bad for me ... I’m not some weak piece of shit.”

You shook your head laughing, “I never said you were, just that I was sorry.”

He smiled softly, looking down at your lips.

You leaned in, pressing your lips to his. You adjusted yourself so your legs straddled his waist, and your arms wrapped around his shoulders. The kiss deepened, and you felt his hand snake down to grip your ass.

You laughed into his lips, reaching behind you and pulling it up to your lower back.

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It was around 4:30pm ish when Steve’s coach finally called the end of practice. He was sweating so much it felt like there were puddles in his shoes. The entire time he was in the gym, he couldn’t concentrate. He kept looking back at your mural, how it just sat there now, forever.

“Steve,” His coach approached him as he sat on the bench with Todd and David, packing up his bag.

“Yeah?” He looked up, wiping the sweat from his brow.

“Next practice, come more focus.” He stated, before heading off to the locker room.

Steve groaned, and the two boys next to him reassured him, they were just a fraction of the people who knew what you did to Steve.

He got up, “I think I need a minute alone.” He said before walking further down the court. Todd and David left for the locker room.

He stood beneath the large painting studying it. He knew he fucked up, and this mural just made it so much more clear to him. He never realized how much he controlled you, until now. He hated the thought that he hurt you, made you feel like he didn’t support you. Because, he did, some what. He loved your art, he always knew you were great at it, but he wanted you to have it in your mind that it’s not the best career option. Hell ... what does he know? Watch you become like, a billionaire painting walls. It just all blew up, all at once. If he hadn’t of yelled at you in his car, then you wouldn’t of left him and gotten the idea of going to that party. He knew Billy had a big part in persuading you, he noticed he had a thing for you a while back. He just needed to tell you ... that he loved you, and supported you, even though at times it could seem the opposite. But, that didn’t take away from the fact that when you slept with Billy, it still fucking hurt. Those hickeys ... god they pissed him off. You didn’t even bother to cover them up. But, he had thought about it, and you broke up with him. Or, your way of breaking up with him. He knew that you’d never go through with anything with Billy unless you were split up. But ... cheating just seemed like the right word to use, it was the same day, the same night! Steve shook his head, realizing he was over reacting, that most of this was his fault. He needed to apologize, he needed to get you back.

He looked over at the corner of your mural, and noticed a small banner hanging. It read “Winner of “School Spirt Mural” Contest”.

He smiled while pumping his fist, “Yes!”

He knew you’d win, you were amazing at murals. Even when they’re passive aggressive as fuck.

He turned and jogged to the locker room, taking a quick shower before changing into his packed clothes. He debated waiting until school tomorrow to talk to you, or to just go right now, to your house. He slipped on his socks and shoes, throwing his duffle bag over his shoulder, and said his goodbyes to his teammates.

Once in his car, he threw his bag in the backseat, and reached for the phone in his middle console. He was about to dial your number, when he realized that probably wasn’t the best idea. It’d be better if you didn’t know he was coming, so he could just tell you how he felt, and you had to listen.

He started for your neighborhood, knowing the route from school to there like the back of his hand. He sighed, he’d be lying if he wasn’t worried, worried that you wouldn’t take him back. But, you seemed so heartbroken in the parking lot, you have to want him, right?

He pulled up to your house, noticing a familiar blue Camaro parked in the spot he normally does. He takes the one behind it, and gets out.

He ran his fingers through his hair, debating on wether this was a good idea or not. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out Billy was here, and your parents weren’t.

His heart ached in his chest, as his mind spun on what you too could be doing.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ・゜゜・ *:･ﾟ✧*:･✧

You lied with your head on Billy’s chest, listening to him talk about his past. How his voice made his rib cage hum. You fidgeted with his necklace, studying the gold saint. Your feet tangled together, you both had taken your shoes and socks off a while ago. One of his arms tucked beneath his head, and the other draped over your hip, his fingers picking at your belt loop. You used your free hand to pass your cigarette between the two of you, together you had almost finished it.

A knocked at your front door made you jump up, Billy grabbed you by the waist tightly. “Stop, don’t worry. It’s only 4:47.” He murmured, pointing to your clock.

You rolled your eyes, “Just let me check okay?”

He nodded, a smile playing at his lips.

You quietly snuck out from your door, expecting to see your mom in the living room. But, she wasn’t there. So you quietly snuck to her room, but she wasn’t there either. You’re face scrunched in confusion. Whoever was at the door knocked again, this time louder. You jumped.

You scurried over to the front door, peering into the peep hole.

Steve?

You opened the door, revealing his face, his hair was wet, probably from a shower he took after basketball practice.

You stepped outside, closing it behind you. You held your hoodie to you tightly, it was freezing out. You took a drag from your cigarette.

“Your going to get a cold.” You said softly, pointing to his wet hair.

He chuckled, “Yeah ... I’m a mess.”

“No your not ... if anything, you’ve got your head on straight.” You blurt.

He rolled his eyes, “Y/N, don’t. Don’t try and tell me what I did to you was okay.”

You shrugged, “I overreacted, I was dump, I deserved it all.”

He shook his head, “No, I overreacted, I was dump. I made you believe that I didn’t support you ... when I do, I love your art, I really do.”

You smiled a quivering smile, swallowing down the lump in your throat. “You do?”

“Yes, I do. I love you too, everything about you. Your passion, your drive, your stubbornness. Everything.” He swallowed the lump in his throat.

“You do?” You breathed.

He nodded, you too held eyes for what felt like forever.

You peered down at the cig between your fingers, “Oh shit, sorry.” You utter, about to throw it to the ground.

“Wait!” He stoped you, “You don’t need to do that ... really. If you want to smoke, then smoke.”

You looked at him in shock, “Okay.”

You took a drag from it, it warming you up.

“Why didn’t you tell me you won the scholarship?” He asked, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“I-I don’t know, I thought you wouldn’t care.” You shrugged, the lump getting harder to swallow.

“Well, you were wrong.” He sighed.

You nodded, “I know ... I’m sorry, for everything.” You couldn’t keep your tears in anymore, they fell to your cheeks.

“I’m sorry too.” He sad smiled, before pulling you into a hug.

You held him tight, smelling his scent, knowing this was going to be the last time you’d ever do this.

The door behind you opened, and Billy’s voice seeped into the cold air. “Y/N? Was it your mom- oh ... “

He stood with the door open, peering over you and Steve, holding each other in an embrace. You pulled away, wiping away your tears, and sniffled.

You looked behind you to find Billy’s curious eyes, he seemed so fragile, standing in your doorway.

You reached out for his hand, and he grabbed it tightly, stepping next to you.

You turned back to Steve, who was also wiping his face with the back of his sleeve.

“Steve ... “ you look down at your ring, pulling it from your finger, “Your gunna need this.”

You dropped it into his palm, and he closed his fingers around it.

He blinked away his tears, “I’ll always love you.”

You smiled, “I’ll always love you more.”

He turned, and started down your sidewalk to his BMW. He drove off, and you watched as he disappeared around the corner.

You collapsed into Billy’s arms, sobbing. He held you up, steadying you.

He stroked your back, as you held him tightly.

“Don’t ever leave me, okay?” You gasp through sobs.

Billy shook his head, “I won’t ... don’t worry babe, I won’t.”

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