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iguessthisisanewobsession · 1 year

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It’s a running joke in the manor that Tim’s kid was like a cat

And he would never admit that he could kind of see it himself.

The climbing, the ability to go from zero to a hundred in energy, and unfortunate ability to be too cute to actually get mad at him for anything he does.

Finding said son running out and about when there was breakout was pushing through.

“Hi Dad!!”

“Danny! What are you doing out here?!it’s still lockdown chickadee!”

Danny looked down at the ground and scuffed one of his shoe against the pavement.

“I know… but you’ve been gone so long and I’ve been worried!”

Tim sighed and tapped his comm,

“Oracle, please keep lookout for the next couple minutes.”

And crouched down in front of his son,

“You haven’t been home in a while and I missed you..”

Tim sighed as he wiped a tear from Danny’s face.

It was almost unfortunate how much the kid took after him.

“Kiddo I’m sorry, that’s my fault, I know we haven’t been able to hang out for the past week-“

Danny stomped a foot in frustration,

“No you don’t understand! You forget to sleep when you don’t come home ‘n’ great grandpa Alffie said we got to sleep because it’s good for you ‘n’ that when you don’t you are more likely to get hurt! I don’t want you hurt!”

Tim wanted to argue, and say that he was fine. He’s been taking cat naps between searching and the fights. If it was anyone else in his family he would’ve done so.

But this was his son, his little chickadee who loves so much and worries about himself so little.

He needs to set an precedent before bad habits emerge.

Picking Danny up, Tim set him down onto his hip and stuck his chin on his head.

“You’re right, I guess I haven’t been being nice to myself like I’m supposed to. How about we go back home and I’ll lay down with you for a couple hours?”

Danny peered up with glassy eyes,

“Can you stay for breakfast?”

And didn’t that just hurt to hear? Faded memories of asking that same question only to be given this almost pitying look danced in the back his mind.

“Sorry kiddo, but we just don’t have enough time before our flight but don’t worry when we get back we’ll have a family day, just the three of us!”

Clearing his throat Tim met his son’s eyes.

“Sure champ, and when we finally get joker back in Arkham we can ask everyone to have a family day, how does that sound?”

Stars almost seemed to take over Danny’s eyes as he let out a little gasp.

“Really?!”

“I promise.”

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Yes, many of Danny’s mannerisms were reminiscent of a cat, but this was new.

Tim pinched his eyebrow in exasperation as he looked at his siblings.

He wished he never got up this morning.

“And how exactly did Danny somehow get a crowbar?”

The kid in question just happily swung his legs as he sat on the bench unaware that he himself was going to be getting a far longer conversation as soon as they got back to the manor.

“To be honest.. in hindsight, not my brightest moment.”

“WHY IN GODS NAME A CROWBAR?!”

“He said he needed something to help take care of the trash! I thought he would use it like a knapsack or something!”

Jason Thew his hands in the air, and Dick let out a snort while he nudged the mess of a clown next to him.

“Well he very much did use it for something.”

“Nightwing! I’m just as mad at you for somehow loosing the kid this badly to begin with!! You. Are. Not. Helping.”

“I know but I’m just saying, he gets his dramaticism from you.”

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At the end of the day, Joker ended up paralyzed from the neck down.

Jason and Dick were both no longer allowed to babysit Danny alone.

And one little munchkin was, though very much grounded, hailed a hero by all of Gotham for the actions that were live-streamed by onlookers.

And once he was no longer grounded, he did get his family day.

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starhoodies · 5 months

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soriku week day 3: DATASCAPE.

data sora: "dw bud, I downloaded like a bunch of medical stuff off the internet into my data, I KNOW how to be a doctor now." data riku: "Oh yeah? What did that "medical stuff" say about fixing computer viruses, Dr. Sora?" dr. sora: "...huh."

#me?? finishing a soriku week prompt for real??#thats growth #soriku #i posted a day 2 sneak peek on twitter but im stil..workin on it #also fun fact in my head it was supposed to be the REAL sora downloading custom toolbars and like sims 2 expansion packs #but i never made that clear so now its just data riku downloading shitty custom cursors on himself and thats still p funny

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dumplingsjinson · 2 months

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List of “out of pocket shit I have said over text, turned into dialogue because why not?” prompts

“Imagine getting the cops called on you because you were rawdogging in your own home with your curtains open. I’d levitate out of embarrassment.” (I messaged this to my friends today, and I'm not going to give context on why, and it's the reason why I decided to compile this list soooo)

“On a scale of one to ten, how fucked are we, realistically?”

“It’s not singing in the shower anymore if I slip and fall, it’s turning into a rendition of dying in the shower.”

“We were just fucking around and finding out… And ended up finding out too hard.”

“Not the meowntal illness. Your honour, that should be classified as a slur.”

“The hike I took with my family today reminded me of the hike we took that day to that fuckass island YOU wanted to go to. You know, the one where I had to witness some guy sunbathing their fucking cheeks which were hanging out of their swimmers, after about a thousand hours of walking.”

“He can fuck himself with his pegging kit or some shit.”

“…I’m gonna end it all right now, I left my dildo and my lube in the bathroom and my mum found it—”

“Why does retail need references, LITERALLY NO ONE FUCKING CARES—”

“If God was real then he wouldn’t have let this happen!” (Sorry to all of my religious people out there LMFAO-)

Join my Discord server: Steaming Dumplings Nation

#otp prompts #dialogue prompts #prompts #funny prompts #well they’re supposed to be funny but yeah lmfao #writing prompts #literally converted from my own texts #yeah i'm conceited @ anon fuck you

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bluevelvetea · 25 days

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02.04.2024

pretty boy is off to assassinate people in the name of justice

Reference here

Big thanks to @kebuyo and @bastionbibi for supporting me and coming up with ideas for this ✨

↓ only open if you're okay with spoilers and heartbreak ↓

What if that was the last message he sent his brother?

And what if that was my last straw, huh?

#this was supposed to be funny until it wasn't anymore #Hiro is just bound to make me cry #anyway enjoy boba loving Hiro #because that was the actual prompt #whiskey trio #dcmk #detective conan #morofushi hiromitsu #scotch #detective conan scotch #morofushi takaaki #komei #koumei #morofushi brothers #velvetdraws #bvtdaily

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illuminatedferret · 3 months

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For the one word prompt: flower.

Congrats on reaching 100!

Thank you! I had such a funny idea I had to write this one today.

“Your Highness!” Yin Yu called out as he arrived. “I brought the flower pot you asked for...”

“Yin Yu!” Xie Lian gasped. “Thank you so much. Please, quickly,” and he gestured for the pot, deftly filling it with dirt as soon as it was within reach. Perplexed, Yin Yu watched as the god carefully lifted a miniature butterfly bush, bursting with red flowers, and gently pressed it into the soil.

“Your Highness, why...” Yin Yu started, although he wasn’t sure what to say. Why had he been called all the way out here just to deliver a flower pot? If he wanted some flowers, couldn’t Hua Cheng just have a thousand butterfly bushes delivered to Paradise Manor?

Anyway, where was his boss?

“Ah... it’s San Lang,” Xie Lian said sheepishly, straightening up.

“...Chengzhu gave you the plant?” Yin Yu asked, still very confused. He thought they had gone out to fight a demon and answer some prayers, not flower picking. And such a small bush... he’d never even seen a butterfly bush with red flowers before. But discretion was the better part of sanity, working for Hua Cheng. Still, “it’s beautiful, Your Highness, but where is Hua Chengz...”

As he spoke, his eyes had drifted across the clearing, hoping to spot the wayward ghost king. And yet, what he instead discovered as a crumpled heap of rich red clothing some distance behind Xie Lian.

Wordlessly, his eyes drifted back to Xie Lian, and the pot he now held cradled between his arms.

The pot with the... red... butterfly... bush.

No.

“...It’s San Lang,” Xie Lian repeated awkwardly. He gave Yin Yu an embarrassed smile. “Please help.”

Mentally, Yin Yu cleared his schedule.

#please let me know if it makes sense im a little worried its not clear whats going on #illuanswers #illuwrites #yin yu #xie lian #hua cheng #i was supposed to do this prompt tomorrow but the idea was too funny to resist #whitetiger94things #tgcf

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camels-pen · 4 months

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If you’re still taking writing prompts how about zoro being overprotective of usopp and trying and failing to be subtle about it lol. Love your writing btw it’s always so good💕

:D I'm glad you like my writing! And thanks for the prompt!

warning: choking

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“You’re gonna choke.”

“Shut up, I’ve got this,” Usopp said. At least, that’s what it sounded like muffled by the 20-odd octopus weiners shoved in his mouth. Zoro was sitting beside him, chin resting in his palm and eating his breakfast at a much more leisurely pace. He was also sitting a reasonable distance away to avoid getting hit with any stray weiners that might slip out. On Usopp’s other side, Robin was doing the same.

Usopp followed up with something about beating Luffy and Zoro lazily dragged his gaze across the table. Their captain was also stuffing his mouth, but with whole pancakes rather than weiners. He was also glaring at Usopp between stuffing more food in his large rubbery cheeks.

Zoro rolled his eye. “You’re both gonna choke.”

Usopp smacked his shoulder and made a noise of disagreement. Zoro took a sip of his coffee and went back to his breakfast.

A moment later, Usopp slapped him again.

“Yeah yeah, I get it, you’re the Great Usopp and you’ve never lost a food stuffing contest.” His lips quirked as a thought occurred to him. “Or should I call you God Usopp now?” Usopp made a noise of disagreement and slapped him again. Zoro laughed.

He watched Usopp carefully add another weiner, his hand as steady as ever, out of the corner of his eye before taking another sip. Usopp made a noise of success. Next to Luffy, Franky laughed at something or other—maybe Usopp himself with how ridiculous he looked—and slapped the table. The little picnic table shook and Usopp made a noise like he was being strangled.

With his free hand, Zoro gave him a good slap on the back—maybe too good with the way Usopp nearly faceplanted into the table, but it got the job done. Usopp turned to hunch over the side and made some truly pitiable sounds as he spit out his food.

As soon as Usopp’s coughing had started to subside, he said, “Don’t say it.”

Zoro smirked. “Say what?”

Usopp swatted his side before bending over again. He was practically lying on the bench, his head pressed against Robin’s thigh and forearms hanging over the seat. Robin gave him two pats on his hair before saying something vaguely morbid. Usopp shivered just as Franky laughed again.

Zoro picked up his mug again. Usopp looked comfy down there. He wanted to lay down and nap with him. Unfortuantely, the seat was far too small and Robin wouldn’t tolerate two people on her leg, so he settled for rubbing circles in Usopp’s calf.

A tiger mink, one of the ones that had brought their breakfast, was passing behind them. She had an empty tray in one hand. Zoro watched with a curious eye before stiffening at her other hand reaching for Usopp.

In one swift movement, he was dangling the mink by her shirt collar and glaring into her startled eyes. The tray fell with a clatter.

“Don’t touch him.”

The surrounding chatter from his crew—and, he supposed, the other minks—died down. He could feel stares at the back of his head. Something—someone familiar tugged at the hem of his shirt.

He glared at the mink until she nodded frantically, then dropped her. She landed gracefully on her feet, though she immediately stumbled when backing away. Huh, he supposed those old sayings about cats had some merit.

“Zoro,” came a tired, irritated voice. There was a slap to the back of his head and he hissed out of reflex. The hand returned, running through his hair lightly and he had to fight back a content sigh. Then his head was jerked down into a bow.

“Amazing,” Brook said quietly. “You’d think he wouldn’t fall for that by now.”

Zoro made a mental note to kill Brook later.

“I am very deeply sorry for this idiot,” Usopp started, the routine speech making Zoro grind his teeth. He half paid attention as Usopp said the same shtick as usual, a distant feeling of something wet on his hand.

“Ah,” he said, staring at the little white splinters in his hand. He forgot about the coffee.

“Don’t interrupt—Zoro.” Somehow Usopp’s voice was more irritated. He turned back to the tiger mink—who was rather calm for someone Zoro had just threatened—and wrapped up the apology speech before excusing himself to look at Zoro’s hand.

By the end of it, the tiger mink looked bewildered by whatever Usopp had made up about him and grabbed their tray before leaving. Their crewmates went back to their breakfast, talking as if nothing had happened. Usopp tugged Zoro back down to his seat and Zoro kept his eye averted.

Usopp sighed, digging around in his bag. “You’re something else, you know that?”

“It’s not that bad,” he said.

“I’m not talking about your hand.”

Zoro didn’t say anything for a long moment. Usopp pulled out a pair of tweezers and held his hand gently. The other minks and pirates started talking again, although quieter than their crewmates. Zoro stubbornly waited until Usopp pulled the last splinter.

“...I’m not overprotective,” he eventually grumbled. “I’m keeping an eye out.”

“Uh huh.” He frowned harder. “Aww c’mon don’t pout.” His frowned eased and loosened as Usopp leaned forward to peck him on the lips. “I appreciate you looking out for me, okay? Just please learn to lighten up.”

His frown returned. “You shouldn’t be so trusting.”

Usopp huffed. “You should be more trusting.”

He narrowed his eye. “Whiskey Peak.”

Usopp threw his head back with a groan. “That was one time! And the others fell for it too!”

“Uh huh,” Zoro said, mimicking Usopp’s voice.

Usopp swatted him with a mumbled, “Shut up.” His brows were furrowed, a harsh frown on his face as he stared intently at the small cuts on Zoro’s hand.

Zoro slid his fingers into Usopp’s, intertwining their hands. He tugged them up to his lips and pressed a kiss to Usopp’s wrist, to his pulse point. His gaze stayed on Usopp, steady and imploring.

Usopp sighed, the sound resigned. Fond. “I know,” he said softly, a smile curling his lips. “I love you too.”

#one piece #usopp #roronoa zoro #zosopp #nemo the writing ho #ask #answered #this is supposed to be like the morning after they get to Zou #the trifecta(?) of zosopp: stupid protective and soft #hehe trifecta. three-sword style. get it #(there's more to zosopp i just thought these tags were funny)#anyway this was originally gonna be Zoro not knowing about Garchu and ended up with this instead. bon apppetit #and thanks again for the prompt! feel free to send more if you think of any!

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runefactorynonsense · 6 months

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Cozytober - Day 18 - Soup

Y'know we'll have to clean this up, right?

#Cozytober #Margot's RF Art #Rune Factory #Rune Factory Frontier #RF #RF1 #RFF #RF Frontier #Turning the entire bath house into a giant pot of soup just feels like a scheme of Melody's. IDK for what reason or festival #But I would not put it past her at all #Mist would 100% help and I think Rosetta just wants to see the carnage #local farmer is just aghast seeing where his hard work has gone- lucky he'll eventually find it funny too #Y'know I was sort of dreading this day for a bit because I thought my sketch was pretty lame. A stupid idea #then I realized I just needed to change the poses and BAM. NOW I LOVE IT.#I also wound up putting on the 1st RDJ Sherlock Holmes in order to make myself finish this as I was being rather lazy today #'how fast can I get this done- before or after Blackwood dies-' answer is right at the scene of his supposed resurrection #VERY fun movie- going to watch the rest and get work done on tomorrow's prompt #Rune Factory Mist #RF Mist #Rune Factory Rosetta #RF Rosetta #Rune Factory Melody #RF Melody

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moonlight-stalker · 11 months

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# 4 dcxdp

Parasprites are the bugs form mlp what if the blob ghost are like them so every so often the blob ghost will split 1 to 2 2 to 4 and so on

Damian had found a wired animal? He dose not know what it is but he was able to sneak it in to the house easily he brought some fruit vegetables and leftover meat to See what the blob would eat the blob did not seem picky he put the rest in his room for later and went to bed

Damian woke up to find 5 new blobs in his room he is now thinking that the animal was pregnant and had them during the night he gathered them up and put them in his back pack to take them into the barn he look around for the food form last night but could not find any he thing the blobs probably got in to it when he was a sleep

#my post #I think it would be funny if the rest of the family did not find out until there was like over 300 of them #The blobs dog pile Jason when he walked in #Blob ghost are supposed to be used to help filled out the bad ectoplasma #and for food because they reproduce so fast #Jason had plopped one in his mouth #He is freaking out so is everyone else #Damian did it to #Damian is horrified that he just did that #Some Escape into the city #There is a video of the joker being chased by little blob ghosts #dcxdp #Dpxdc #dcxdp prompt

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capricioussun · 3 months

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-twirling my hair- would anyone like to know more about lovefell or heartfell

#I’m gunna look for a question prompt also but I am thinking about the #was supposed to be them but that’s so funny to me I’m not going to fix it #sunny with clouds

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vulturevanity · 1 month

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Had an idea, an Owl House and MLP crossover where Luz is an earthpony who wants to learn more magic than just what's standard in Equestria

Sunray Sueños is a bright young filly from the humble Hollow Shades who's never truly fit in with her peers. Much as she tried to make friends, her over-the-top enthusiasm for all things arcane and obscure have landed her in trouble more often than not. And it all came crashing down when her loving but concerned mother decided to send her to live with relatives in a farm in Appleoosa for a while, so that she could hopefully stop obsessing over strange magic and develop some social skills.

This, understandably, breaks Sunray's heart, and she dejectedly throws her study book in the trash can of the train stop. She pretty much immediately regrets it and tries to recover it, only to see it being taken away by a strange owl. She follows it past everypony, into an old, dismantled locomotive, out of it through a different doorway -- and straight into a vastly different wild landscape than the shrub-speckled valley and surrounding peaks of her hometown: she's atop a hill overseeing what appears to be a city, though it's unlike anything she's ever seen or heard about. The red-orange sky, the illogical buildings, the unrecognizeable creatures inhabiting it... it's all too much to take in.

The owl, however, is still in sight, and Sunray is nothing if not stubborn, so she chases after it, down he hill, and finds out it has brought her book (along with several assorted trinkets and baubles) to an older-looking griffon with a bit of a sleazebag vibe.

This is the story of how an Earth Pony became the most powerful witch in the Badlands.

#the owl house #my little pony #my little pony: friendship is magic #mlp #toh #luz noceda #this premise activates my almonds #zebra Gus was my first thought #and Willow is... hmm. i'm tempted to say also an earth pony but perhaps a kirin #king as a baby draconequus is such a funny thought #he has no powers. he goes weh and throws tantrums because he knows he's supposed to be important but nobody really knows what he is #everyone thinks he's some sort of chimera? because the Badlands have no written memory of Discord #wait no! Yak Willow!! she's such a yak. but no baby talk she speaks fine #and Amity is. hmmm. maybe a hippogryph?#she gets associated with water and the moon a lot so it makes sense to have her be both in air and underwater #i'm thinking too hard about this lmao #thanks for the prompt though this is a fun reimagining #writeroffanfiction

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warmspice · 5 months

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Legitimately love little freaks and weirdos

#BEING CRINGE ON HINGE HASHTAG GIRL #I like. Have been in my house for too long. And am going a bit silly crazy #So it's a bit um. Unhinged if you will #But like. I think if they're like oh yeah. This is good. The silly. Then it will be a good match #I think it's also really funny #The glow up. Some ppl. In my likes have had...#They have been sitting in there for like... Perhaps even two years...#Finally confronting to them n like.. Oh hello you seem. Really hot n cool now #I think. A common pitfall ppl have. Is just like #The most generic profile w no silly word prompts #Like baby girl how am I supposed to tell if I like you if you just have pictures of being hot?#I will #Just be scared of you. Shaking in my boots even #Anyways everyone wish me luck I want this one girl to bite me 👍#I think. I think I'm sharing a bit too much tonight I'm so sorry it will happen again #Void talks

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ragdoll127-ffxiv · 9 months

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WolGraha Week 2023 - Day 5: ~Comfort~

It is a great comfort(?) to him to know that, even should his stars become misaligned, they never remain so for long...

Best we can figure, one of them thought the other wasn't taking Raha's safety into consideration the way they ought to. Clearly the disagreement didn't last though.

Zala belongs to @nearlyjaye, and I continue to be eternally grateful that they allow me to play around with these three.

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tears-of-boredom · 7 months

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day 3: unnecessarily complex fit

ii gotta be honest, they were originally gonna have two feet but then i couldn't figure out the perspective of their right one so i decided to just not draw it

#im aware that its the 13th but i wanted to draw this prompt.. and im like real happy with how this turned out..#could not make myself do shadows because what the fuck are light sources even..#and and i made a silly brush specifically just to use for the texture in this because i thought it would be funny..#yeah and um dont ask the logic behind the color scheme.. i honestly dont think about that shit ever #i just pick colors and go with the flow. you will NOT catch me practicing color theory..#and um yeah..#oh once again i made the smallest things too detailed. so they stand out much more than they're supposed to..#the nose piercing i was able to dial back. but the choker just is like that. and it stands out way too much..#also really appriciate that the shorts look alright because i had no fucking clue what was going on there..#i put off figuring them out for so long that they only made sense once i put the texture on them. which was like one of the last things..#art #my art #cringetober 2023 #um #digital art #oh and the background was a total accident.. i had filled the characters surroundings with white to make sure none of my notes and shit wer #visible. and id forgotten about it.. so then when i changed the background color. it basically looked like that already.#i just tweaked it a bit..#tbh im quite glad it happened so because ii struggle with balancing the background between too distracting and a void..#the colors are so fucked for everyone else probably because ive fucked with my monitors gamma levels a lot #basically overall saturation is supposed to be higher. and mainly the dark green is supposed to be a bit more blue-ish..

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every-dayiwakeup · 2 years

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Gravity vs Steve Harrington

TW: mentions of abuse, bruises, body insecurities, Billy being a dick (to himself), foul language (it's basically angst but with a tad bit of fluff at the end) *also I didn't tag everyone on my list bc I wasn't sure this was the content you wanted 😃🔫- let me know if you want to be tagged tho)

Billy is so used to arguing. To fighting for basic things others take for granted. He's used to fighting for someone to believe him. He yells because he's never heard. Every argument he's had... he just wants someone to understand. Anyone.

So when he shows up at the Harrington house (the only coherent thought he can form is that damned name and the boy it's attached to) covered in fresh purple bruises, a heavy river of blood streaming from his nose into his mouth, and Steve Harrington answers the door, Billy is prepared to be turned away, or beat up even more- or worse, for Harrington to call Neil.

He takes a deep breath, crying out in pain. "Listen, Harrington, I don't have the energy to fight you."

"What happened?"

He almost snaps at the other boy, but goddammit, the way those doe eyes are looking at him with something akin to concern, his resolve crumbles.

He's probably delirious, anyway. The ground is swaying beneath him, and gravity is being a cow-

But Harrington is stronger than he looks, because he catches Billy before he can hit the ground. He planted his feet, Billy thinks proudly.

"Easy there, big guy," Steve says, and Billy winces; his father's unkind words about his little piglet of a son ring true in his ears.

He tries to push Harrington back, but it's a weak attempt. Steve doesn't look surprised or hurt, to his credit. Looks like he knows Billy well enough, then.

Judging by the fact that Harrington is now heaving him up with one hand cupping his ass cheeks, the other on the sliver of his back that isn't bruised, his original assessment of Harrington as that fawn he saw in a nature program once is startlingly accurate. Little guy had no chance of beating that stag, yet he still tried anyway. He got right back up, no matter what.

What was it like to have an unbreakable spirit?

Sure, Billy had fire in him, but it was Neil who fed the flames. Without his fire, he was nothing. Nothing but a bloated flesh puppet-

Billy yelps as he slips slightly out of Steve's hold. Harrington really grips his pudgy sides this time, and fuck all, this is the worst time for Billy to be an insecure fat fuck.

"Should put me down, Harrington. Don't wanna... have you throwin' out your back," he attempts to joke, blinking back tears. Christ, blood and tears don't mix well.

"Is that another one of your sex jokes?" Harrington asks, wrinkling his nose.

Billy cringes against him. Am I that disgusting?

Harrington somehow is able to carry him up to his room, where he places Billy gingerly on his bed.

"Yer sheets are gonna get bloody-" Billy protests sluggishly.

"I don't care," the brunette says, shrugging.

His nonchalance irks Billy, for some reason. "Don't wanna be a bother-"

"You're not."

Billy snorts in disbelief.

"Look, man, I don't know what's going on-"

Here it comes. Billy opens his mouth, years of pretty lies and the blanketed truths waiting at the tip of his tongue, and Harrington fucking kisses him.

Billy is too tired and too stupidly in love to push him away. He wants this. He wants Steve Harrington. But... there's no way Steve wants him.

Jesus, his thoughts really know how to humble him.

Billy pulls back, and Steve frowns. "Did I hurt you?"

Billy opens his mouth, a pitiful "No" emitting from it.

"Then what's wrong?"

"Harrington, I don't owe you an explanation." Fuck if you'll believe me anyway.

"I'm not asking for an explanation. Not until you're ready to tell me, okay?"

Billy nods feebly, dumbfounded.

"I'm gonna get my mom's first aid kit-" Harrington starts to head for the door, and Billy can't let him leave, he can't. Logically he knows it's Steve's house, and Billy is the imposter, but logic is stupid, and so is he.

"Stay," Billy whispers so low he can't even hear himself. "Please?" He has no reasoning, or explanation to give. No energy to bully Steve into staying-

And apparently Steve fucking Harrington doesn't need any of those things, because he stops and turns to smile at Billy, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He lays his slightly lankier body too close to Billy's (and not close enough at the same time), his thighs rubbing against Billy's, "Not going anywhere, Gorgeous."

Neil must have hit Billy harder than he thought. If this is all an illusion... Billy doesn't care. It's a really good one, and he doesn't want gravity to jerk him down from it. Ever.