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hardcore-lonewolf · 9 months

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♾️Infinite♾️: A Teen Titans X Young Justice Cross-Over Preview (TUMBLR)

STORYLINE: The Teen Titans and Young Justice met up in Jump City during a mission. At first, both covert teams didn't get along with each other and refuse to form an alliance cause they're rivals. When these sixteen sidekicks find out their enemies were similar to them. The Incursion and Onslaught broke free from Belle Reve with an evil plan that will put those heroes in their place as villains. Will these villains succeed or will these heroes make the fail?

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Short A/N: I'm actually GlampireRockstar...I've been this profile since last year, my now ex bf and I broke up last year. I made this Tumblr and own it since day one when he wanted me to make him one. He can't take this profile cause I made it and built it with my imagination. He's such a jerk and I hope that bitch he's dating knows that this asshat doesn't care for others. I blocked him from my phone, got back my TV to cheer me up with videos and shows that I love, and took back my gaming consoles...yeah I was mad that day cause he's a cheater. I don't need him, being happy and single will be the best choice for me. I go by many pronouns like she/her and he/him, but I got a split personality that's they/them. I love people, though I love being friends with pride community members and straight allies. I don't need men or women, I got me...myself...and I.

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RELATIONSHIPS: Kaldur'ahm | Jackson Hyde X OFC (Wonder Woman's Sidekick; Trained By Katana), Conner Kent | Kon-El X M'gann M'orzz | Megan Morse, Victor Stone | Cyberion Technis (Alien Name; Inspired By "Teen Titans Go" Transformers Reference) X Koriand'r | Kory Anders, OMC (Black Lightning's Sidekick; Trained By Metamorpho) X Raquel Ervin, Wally West X Artemis Crock | Linda Park, Dick Grayson X OFC (Black Canary's Sidekick; Trained By Catwoman), OMC (Green Lantern's Sidekick; Trained By Captain Atom) X Zatanna Zatara | Phoebe Starr (Rock Star Alias; Inspired By DC Comic Book "Zatanna Starr"), Garfield Logan | Craig Wyld (Inspired By DC Villain For Surname; Inspired DC Comics Arc Of Changeling) X Rachel Roth | Abigail Constantine (Adopted Name; Inspired By DC Comics OFC), Simon Jones X Devastation | Roxanne Titania (Custom Alias Inspired By Deviantart & Tumblr; Trained By Circe), Mikron O'Jeneus X Selinda Flinders, Baran Flinders X Kitten | Catherine Walker (Real Name; Trained By Star Sapphire), Tommy Terror | Derek Beresford (Custom Real Name From Book; Trained By Bane) X Komand'r | Komal Brooks (She Was Disowned By Her Family With Her Twin Brother My OMC!Darkfire While Starfire & Wildfire Stayed On The Royal Throne; Trained By Livewire), Cameron Mahkent Junior X Tuppence Terror | Deborah Beresford (Custom Real Name From Book; Trained By Giganta), Leonard Smalls II X Rhiannon | Misty Kilgore (She's Now A Villainess In My DC AU; Trained By Klarion), See-More | Seymour Kennett (Custom Real Name From "Teen Titans" Series & Deviantart; Trained By Count Vertigo) X Jinx | Nicole Diaz (Real Name From "DC Comics"; Trained By Enchantress) & Billy Numerous | William Strayer (Real Name From "DC Comics"; Trained By Madame Rouge) X Tara Markov | Atlee (Watch "Teen Titans Go", She's That Evil & Lowkey Heartless Like Her Villain Arc In The OG Teen Titans Series; Trained By Poison Ivy).

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Hey guys, this is the fan-fiction I'll be posting here on Tumblr.

I got some concepts to do for my Injustice Short Story that'll be put on Ao3 later on in a few weeks.

With that said, let's get down to business and start with the plot.

I wanted to make names and describe better clearly rather than drawing them.

I have tendencies of using people's artwork and stuff that I forget to credit them for making them for their followers.

Since we know that fans wanted the Fearsome Five on YJ, I wanna make this inspiration by using these shows: Teen Titans, Naruto, The Last Airbender, Ben 10, Young Justice, Boruto, Generator Rex, and The Legend Of Korra.

Since we got the DCAMU designing versions of the Titans and the Team, I wanna give credit to Deviantart for having talented users create their own versions of our favorite heroes and villains from DC Comics to their original characters in animated shows or doing comissions as some requests for watchers on the website I love to death.

Onslaught is like the mercenary group for the Council of Light, the Shadows, and the League of Assassins.

Incursion is the fearsome squad for the Brotherhood of Evil, the Hive, and the Legion of Doom.

I couldn't find me a villain group name this year and last until I found the word "Incursion" on Google Dictionary.

It worked well for the enemies of the Titans and it fit perfectly.

Going to how I made my AU versions of these heroes and villains...Fandom, Wattpad, AO3, Tumblr, Patreon, and Deviantart were the best options I can get.

I couldn't find any names for four more characters to play as heroes...still can't even after randomizing them a lot, so I did a surname randomizer and name finder for all ages.

I know there's four known people within a group, such as the Elemental Benders (Aang, Katara, Zuko/Sokka & Toph/Suki), Team Avatar (Korra/Opal, Bolin/Wu, Asami & Mako), Team Alien Force (Ben, Gwen, Kevin/Cooper & Rachel/Julie), the Proto Squad (Herve/Rook, Lula/Ester, Sam & Kai), Team Seven (Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke & Hinata), the Next Generation (Boruto, Sarada, Kawaki & Sumire), the Hong Kong Gang (Circe, Squid, Cricket & Tuck), and Team EVO (Rex, Claire, Noah & Annie) for example...I want to make this happen.

I found my new props due to reading so much QuoteV fan-fiction stories and doing random voting quizzes online.

I want each original character to have some qualities and powers from each character.

The first one will be very good and simple...in my opinion.

The first OMC is based off of Sasuke, Kevin, Cooper, Zuko, Sokka, Mako, Rook, Kawaki, Tuck, and Rex.

You get mechanic skills, unstable mutations, crimson eyes, gear shifting, body modifications, weather manipulation, matter absorption, curse marks, corpse warpaint, advanced cars, rap music, hip hop, street fights, platinum bands, emo clothing, white bandages, rebellious acts, and other edgy stuff that a bad boy can do to with their edginess and being a former villain that redeemed himself as a good guy with rebellious tendencies.

His romantic interest will be Raquel Ervin aka Rocket I, because I believe this Beautiful Black Queen deserves better and my OMC respects different races; he hates people who's racist, discriminating others for their disabilities, and are phobic on pride community members; etc.

The first OFC is inspired by Asami, Sakura, Sarada, Rachel, Kai, Julie, Circe, Claire, Toph, and Korra.

You get some medic training, healing powers, spiritual abilities, elemental bending, savage roasting, chi manifestation, ancient weapons, futuristic armor, rock music, heavy metal, vintage piercings, dragon tattoos, motorcycle racing, gothic makeup, grunge clothing, diamond claws, etc, everything that a tomboyish demigoddess can ask for as a warrior princess of the deities and a legacy that slays evil monstrous titans for Mount Olympus while being part of Camp Half-Blood.

We know Kaldur'ahm aka Aqualad II is queer/polysexual, I felt sorry for him when his crush Tula didn't return romantic feelings for him and understood that she loved Garth till her death on Invasion; I gave this OFC a background of pride with pansexual/bisexual to make these two fearless leaders not turn into straight allies; they still got vibes that make the same gender fall hard for them; she's half Amazonian (mother), Olympian (ancestor), and Human (father); Kaldur will be part Atlantean (mother), Lemurian (ancestor), and Human (father); etc.

The second OMC is based off of Naruto, Boruto, Aang, Benjamin, Herve, Squid, Noah, Sam, Wu, and Bolin.

You get a legendary seal, alien transformations, prototype watches, sacred runes, camera flashes, military training, royal blood, talented artwork, humble loyalty, steel chains, blaster guns, booster suits, nanotechnology gear, industrial music, hardcore punk, alternative clothing, shadow cloning, black ink, golden rings, bad attitudes, and much good guy stuff that makes him the most important person in the world and would always be the person that'll help others as a true hero.

This OMC is special and went through tough times; he's the romantic interest of Zee Zatara aka Zatanna, I think she'll be like the Hinata Hyuga to his Naruto Uzumaki, the red string of fate will thread around his pinky fingers and will lead them together as one; he's having the Green Lantern Ring of Willpower and the Omnitrix for Seasons 1-2 through the Ultimatrix for Seasons 3-4 will fit him well; he's part Human (father), Meta (mother), and Naljian (ancestor); Zee's part Human (father), Angel (mother), and Pralagean (ancestor); etc.

The second OFC is inspired by Suki, Opal, Gwendolyn, Ester, Sumire, Lula, Hinata, Katara, Cricket, and Annie.

You get some pure magic, cosmic energy, shy tendencies, timid behavior, super intelligence, athletic flexibility, hidden secrets, domino masks, scene clothing, neon lights, soul bonds, tarot cards, enchanted agility, chakra sensory, mystic charms, good luck, pop music, silver bells, electric dance, living totems, mana flowers, healing potions, elite skills, astral projections, alien heritage, spell books, etc, she's full of magic and is the most caring being in the world that'll likely be the best girl to have for a lover.

This OFC has been given powers and skills from the following paragraph above me; she serves as a romantic interest of Dick Grayson aka Robin I, she'll be the one who comforted him from his family loss and help him figure out that Bruce Wayne is Batman; Dick finds out that OFC is a heroine who's adopted by Selina Kyle aka Catwoman when her parents were kidnapped and taken away; I love when Dick got powers as Deathwing/Deadman II in the DC Injustice film; I will use that when he gets fully resurrected in the Lazarus Pits from Boston Brand aka Deadman I and Rama Kushan; she's half Anodite (ancestor), Human (father), and Magen (mother); Dick's half Ghost (father), Human (ancestor), and Vampire (mother); etc.

I'm re-editting things on a laptop, tablet, and smartphone...this is hard work for me.

Let's get down to this case for some necessary AU prompts and concepts...by the way Magen is Homo Magi, meaning "super humans born with magic powers".

Aqualad II [Kaldur'ahm | Jackson Hyde]: Atlantean, Gargarean, Lemurian, Human, and Meta. Trained by Aquaman.

Superboy I [Kon-El | Conner Kent]: Kryptonian, Human, Genomorph, and Meta. Trained by Superman.

OFC: Amazonian, Olympian, Celestialsapien, Human, and Meta. Trained by Wonder Woman & Katana.

Miss Martian [M'gann M'orzz | Megan Morse]: White Martian and Meta. Trained by Martian Man-Hunter.

Cyborg I [Victor Stone | Cyberion Technis]: Cybertonian, Human, Apokoliptian, and Meta. Trained by the Atom & Red Tornado.

OMC: Osmosian, Human, and Meta. Trained by Black Lightning & Metamorpho.

Starfire [Koriand'r | Kory Anders]: Tamaranean, Almeracian, and Meta. Trained by Firestorm [Ronnie Raymond] & Power Girl.

Rocket [Raquel Ervin | Agnes]: Terminan, Genesisian, Human, and Meta. Trained by Icon.

Kid Flash I [Wally West]: Human and Meta. Trained by the Flash [Barry Allen].

Robin I [Dick Grayson]: Human and Ghost. Trained by Batman.

Artemis I [Artemis Crock | Linda Park]: Human and Vampire. Trained by Huntress [Helena Bertinelli].

OFC: Anodite, Magen, and Human. Trained by Black Canary [Laurel Lance] & Catwoman.

OMC: Naljian, Human, and Meta. Trained by Green Lantern [Hal Jordan] & Captain Monarch.

Beast Boy [Garfield Logan | Craig Wyld]: Human, Green Martian, and Meta. Trained by Vixen & Animal Man.

Zatanna [Zee Zatara | Phoebe Starr]: Human, Angel, Magen, and Pralagean. Trained by Doctor Fate [John Zatara].

Raven [Rachel Roth | Pride]: Human, Demon, Azarathian, and Magen. Trained by Hellblazer & Arella.

Psimon [Simon Jones]: Human and Meta. Trained by Count Vertigo.

Gizmo I [Mikron O'Jeneus]: Human and Coluan. Trained by Lex Luthor.

Devastation [Deva Blade | Roxanne Titania]: Titan, Genomorph, Human, and Meta. Trained by Deathstroke.

Shimmer [Selinda Flinders]: Human and Meta. Trained by Queen Bee.

Mammoth [Baran Flinders]: Human, Werewolf, and Meta. Trained by Bane.

Icicle II [Cameron Mahkent Junior]: Human, Necrofriggian, and Meta. Trained by Killer Frost [Caitlyn Snow].

Blackfire [Komal Anders | Komand'r]: Tamaranean, Cironielian, and Meta. Trained by Livewire.

Jinx [Nicole Diaz | Aline Haiden]: Magen, Human, Witch, and Genie. Trained by Enchantress.

Tommy Terror [Derek Ford]: Human, Zarthonian, and Meta. Trained by Blockbuster.

See-More [Seymour Kennett]: Human, Cyclops, and Meta. Trained by Brother Blood.

Tuppence Terror [Deborah Ford]: Human, Daxamite, and Meta. Trained by Giganta.

Rose Quartz [Catherine Walker | Kitten]: Human and Zamaron. Trained by Star Sapphire.

Holocaust II [Leonard Smalls The Second]: Human, Pyronite, and Meta. Trained by Savage.

Billy Numerous [William Strayer]: Human and Meta. Trained by Madame Rouge.

Misty Kilgore [Rhiannon Bleak | Arriachnon]: Magen, Human, Croatoan, and Fairy. Trained by Klarion.

Terra I [Tara Markov | Atlee]: Human, Straton, and Meta. Trained by Poison Ivy.

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I found outfits and edit them with filters on my other Tumblr page...from phone to laptop.

They're from that crazy Winx Club dream, I know their ages and order: Daphne, Aisha, Stella, Flora, Musa, Bloom, Tecna, and Roxy.

Pink = Nature/Plants, Red = Sound/Music, Orange = Light/Stars, Yellow = Weather/Elements, Green = Animals/Life, Cyan = Morphix/Water, Blue = Fire/Dragons, and Violet = Technology/Mind.

I'll be using them for a future keepsake later on in life, maybe for these heroines to tease their boyfriends and give these heroes a good show to watch as their girlfriends...probably so.

I know that these ladies will likely do some work and things, which leads for those chicks to get chased by their guys...like spending time in a hot tub to clubbing all night at a karaoke bar without their men there to keep their eyes out.

It's the life of wild girls and how bad they can be with these fellas.

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Comment down below and reblog if you want, see you later guys.

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kaypeace21 · 3 years

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Will and the car on fire (theories)

*this is just under the assumption this is Will in the pic and not some other character. Which is still very possible .

Why it could be Will (it's for sure possibly not)

But, most of the rebuttals saying it's not Will are iffy. Cause we really don't have much evidence to point to any 1 character. Like the hair counterargument: that the hair is too long to be Will's .Will's s4 body double has a similar hair tuff on the back of his neck. And we know st uses camera shots of the back of Will's neck/silouette ,in past seasons . So doing so here could make sense. And Will of course is the most associated with fire: using fireball for Will the wise in s1 (3 times), the will the wise drawing from s2 had flames on his cloak, Will being being burned in s2,etc.

So...Will looking at lightning. And (Will?) looking at fire. Both have a dark full body sillhouete and red in the forefront .

We also see this character is possibly wearing a watch like Will?

And i've been hearing this a lot here ... but southern california (where the Byers are) does have a lot of trees lol. Not sure why people think otherwise.But, regardless a trip from cali to Hawkins would most certainly have some forrest.

*Also, any movies I’ll be mentioning (in the theories , below) were stated to be inspiration for ST.

So theories...

Theory 1) It's Joyce's car ( and it was rigged to explode/look like an accident by Brenner or Lonnie). And Will wasn't there but sees it in a nightmare cause it's already happened/or it's a dream vision of the future.

Evidence: CAR TROUBLES: Joyce’s car model was infamous for exploding in car accidents-being sued by the state of Indianna before the start of the series. We also have Alexi tell murray about a way to cause cars to explode-and turn people into dust (and make it look like an accident). Brenner’s name means “to burn” and he already hurt 1 mother to keep a subject -so not out of the realm of possibilities for him to hurt Joyce (and make it look like an accident to try and get Will and or el).

In s3, we have Jonathan and Hopper try and fix the car-and after this cars explode with people inside. Jonathan lifts the car hood- and notices someone rigged nancy’s car . Than, right after,Billy’s car lights on fire with him inside. With Hopper (he also lifts the car hood) and joyce barely escapes the lit car (but she may not be so lucky next time).

We also have Joyce tell Will 3x she’s going to be ok... which is a bit overkill if she will be OK ...

And, notice during the hoodlift we see Will observing- which is similar to Alexi watching and warning them before hand that the car (with Joyce inside) will explode. So it’s possible foreshadowing since Will may predict the future and was was paralleled to Alexi.Alexi ‘can we watch lonnie toons now?. Will : can we play d&d now?

movie inspos:

It’s hinted s4 will be around Will’s b day: In gilbert grape- Arnie after his b day, has his mom die, and a fire was stagged that lit his mom on fire. ( Before this,Arnie was also raised by his older brother Gilbert cause his dad wasn’t around). stoker- kid’s parent dies in staged car ‘accident’ on her bday (this allows ab*sive relative closer to kid-since dead parent banned him from seeing kid). The kid was taught how to hunt, by dad. And is also a painter and bullied at school (like Will). what dreams may come-painter blames themselves for fam dying in freak car accident- the relative was getting a present for them when it happened. so they blame themselves. The descent- also had (right before a b day, the main character’s fam dying in a car accident) .And the sole survivor/family member of the deceased hallucinates a shadow chasing her in a empty hospital hall. Get out-photographer (jonathan)blames himself for mother dying in car accident.

There’s also a lot of other films where the kid (for no logical reason) blames themselves for their mom’s/parent’s death: goodson, dream catcher, analyse this,etc. Of course ... this could simply relate to max and el having survivors guilt after the mall killed their family members (in a fake ‘mall fire’). However, a fake out fire causing family to die (in s3) could be foreshadowing for it actually happening in s4?

rigged car explosions: scarface -have guys try and bomb a car with kids and parent inside. backdraft -guy raised by older brother had 1 parent die in explosion and sees the freak explosion occur- later in the film someone rigs a car to explode and masks it as a freak car accident. Same thing occurs in godfather- he sees family member die in rigged car explosion. The dark knight- rigs car to explode. batman v superman- calls superman a demon and says they need to burn the witch that bore him (aka his mom).

dreams (if in the past): Never ending story (reffed in s3)- starts with kid with bowl cut saying he had another dream about his mother who died. Peanut butter solution- kid has visions in dreams about people he knew who died in fire. this next movie (emily rose) is said to be Joyce byers inspo according to Winona - has (kid with 2 personalities) have nightmares from the past of her and her mother burning in a car fire. while screaming/sleep walking she burns windows with her hands -accidentally using her powers. Some people suspect the videogame “life is strange’ is show inspo too- it has character named max caufield with a ‘never maxine rule’, etc. Anyways in the game prequel queer chloe, who plays d&d, would have dreams/nightmares of her nice parent’s car accident . Despite , chloe not being present for the car accident. After the parent’s death, she’s stuck with her mean step dad.

dreams (if predicting the future): Will says in s3 Will the wise can see into the future. We also see Will/Will the wise via a dream predict Hopper was in danger-saying to Joyce “he’s going to die”. In ‘12 monkeys’ and ‘Rebel Robin st novel’ they mention the myth of cassandra- who could make accurate future prophecies , but was cursed to never be believed by those she warned. In 12 monkeys- he tries warning others of a dreaded event in future- and it’s dismissed as him being mentally ill. Since, Will’s other abilities were dismissed as his ptsd in s2-and with the Byers fam having a family history of mental illness (they may not believe him over such a prediction). In ‘the ring’-the movie opens with the guardian saying the boy is drawing the car accident that killed his mom -as a psychological coping mechanism. Only for the teacher to say he made that drawing before his mother’s death (and it’s revealed later the boy is psychic). Terminator 2- sarah conner says she is having future visions, which include explosions, and everyone dismisses it as her being schizophrenic. Like how in s2 a scientist said about Will “let’s see if this boy is a wizard or a schizo”.

If joyce survives the accident she may be hospitlized (and unable to have legal custody). In black swan the girl (with 2 personas) -blames herself for what happened to Winona Ryder’s character (who is in a coma after a car accident. They had had a verbal fight before the accident). In girl with the dragon tattoo- the main character (who is compared to a phoenix and dragon) has 1 parent burned in a fire- and after this her kind guardian is hospitilized so they can no longer take care of her- and she is placed with an ab*sive foster dad (who resembles her bio dad). If Joyce was in a coma - it would further parallel her to terry- and be another willel parallel.

if dead: Tokyodrift- mom loses custody, and dad who is a mechanic and abandoned the family years ago, later gets custody. Super 8-mom dies in freak accident- douche dad gets custody. Book of henry-mom dies pre-film, ab*sive dad got custody. Outsiders- parents die in car wreck, relative gets custody of teen who he slaps etc.In black swan-girl who blames herself for Winona’s accident is stuck living with ab*sive parent. good son- mom dies, stuck with violent and manipulative relative after this.

Of course-joyce may be fine. And Lonnie may just visit for Will’s b-day and ruin shit that way.

Theory 2) It's an undercover government car that Will uses his powers against in self defense... or in anger after they hurt someone he loves.

Evidence:

Joyce about ‘Will the wise’: If he’s so wise, why does he need the fireballs? Why can’t he just outsmart the bad guys? Will: cause the bad guys are smart too. Joyce: so he needs the fireballs? Will: Yeah, to burn them to a crisp.

* the fact-this flashback happens at a funeral of a Byers, could also be narratively significant as foreshadowing.

Gov agents in s1 are called “the bad-men” so Will may use fireball on “the bad-guys”(government agents) . Fire has been used on all the other adversaries relating to the upsidedown-so why not the gov agents (aka human villains) next? 2 movies on the inspo list caught my attention: firestarter & carrie (which are both stephen king adaptions with psychic kids who have fire abilities).

Firestarter- she has pyrokineseis (firepowers) . And unlike every other psychic in the film- she is the only psychic that doesn't get nose bleeds (aka mini brain hemorages) from using her powers (Will). We know el and kali gets nose bleeds.

(Anger): She only unleashes her fire abilities on gov agents after they kill her parent...

*And uses a literal “fireball” on them.

Could also be another willel parallel. kali about the US gov:" They took your mother away from you!" El str*ngles man from gov agency that incapacitated her mom . El before str*ngling him: " you hurt mama".

(self defense): While in carrie she kills people who tried to run her over with a car. And causes the car to explode.

Also, in s3 Steve does technically cause a car to explode to protect Nancy from being run over by a car (so maybe foreshadowing?). I believe, tumblr user ‘bran-who-writes-theoretically” was the first to point out the Carrie/car on fire parallel.

* This car scene could also be added to the list of Willel parallels. El in s1 uses her powers to flip a government-car upside down. And looks back at it. And it’s a ref to the film Et. So Will causing a government -car to explode and flip upsidedown (referencing carrie) could be a parallel.

Of course El flipped over a car in s3 to attack the Soviet agents and protect her friends too ( right before losing her powers). Sort of like Steve using his car as a weapon in s3 to protect his friends. so who knows, if not Will, maybe El (wearing a ponytail) got her telekenesis back and she flips the car and it explodes ? To be honest, I just find this explanation too boring, cliche, and predictable. And I still hypothosize the mindflayer took her telekensis (but not her other powers). Since in d&d mindflayers have ‘mage hand’ (what el is called) and ‘telekenesis’/ along with the ability to steal powers from other life forms. But, we’ll see...

Theory 3) The car flips (maybe caused by a deer jumping in the road) and it blows up after the crash- with Joyce inside. And maybe Jonathan survives it/ Will wasn’t there but had a nightmare /vision about it?

Evidence: in s1 Jonathan sees a dead deer that was hit by a car. This could be symbolic : because it related to Jonathan mentioning the hunting story with his dad and how he cried for a week cause he liked the film Bambi. Which in the film : Bambi (a deer) has his mother k*lled. And after his mother’s death, he’s taken in by his douchey dad who was M.I.A for most of his life ,until his mom passed away. And the hunters are the bad guys in the film . In ‘get out’ the photographer , Chris,blames himself for his mother dying in a car accident - and he sees a dead deer hit by a car -and the dying deer was used to symbolize the guilt he has over his mother’s death. in ‘the long kiss goodnight’ a character is driving home with a friend- they swerve and hit a deer and 1 of them is ejected from the car into the forrest. But their friend is unconscious in the car and it quickly explodes on the road. The survivor turns and sees the car in flames- disoriented they stumble and kill the dying deer. And it’s left ambiguous if they were helping the deer end it’s pain or if it was vengeful-hunting (since it caused the car accident that killed their friend). Cause their face was emotionless from shock.

Even in the st novel "suspicious minds' rabbits- like jonathan was forced to kill on the hunting trip with his dad (around his b-day) represented the bond between mother and child.And the mother sacrificing herself for the baby-to not get k*lled (by Brenner).

-so maybe?? jonathan before he gets the pizza job/car (may have his car break down , like hinted it would in s3).

So him and Joyce share the car (once his car stops working) and the accident happens while Jonathan is behind the wheel -with Joyce. And after this he gets the job at surfer boy pizza. Billy was a surfer boy and that memory was used to think about his mother who is no longer around (once he's stuck with his ab*sive dad after moving away from Cali). While Jonathan moved to Cali after his mom passed-maybe stuck with Lonnie.Jonathan's actor in recent pics has a blonde mullet - which sort of resembles joyce/Billy's og hair. This may be why he starts doing dr*gs - which is pretty out of character for him- but it could be a coping mechanism(like in the s4 films). One of many examples was 'enter the void'- the older brother was surrogate parent to their lil sibling and after a car accident k*lls his parents , he starts doing dr*gs to cope. Also ‘hunger games’ was on the list- and Katniss (who was a surrogate parent to her litle sibling, like Jonathan is to Will) in the sequel, saw her family die in an explosion. And it really broke her emotionally.

I've mentioned this before but Billy is used to parallel and foil Will and Jonathan. And it may be more than a ... what if Lonnie had custody scenario. But to show how Lonnie (like most ab*sers) will later bring out the worst in the kids (once he does have custody). Like how s3 has Will mimick lonnie with the baseball bat (and we see in s3 Billy being bullied by his dad to play baseball and flashbacks showing him mimicking Neil). I've also discussed how there's a theme with pretty much every character mimicking their parent- for better or worse.

Killing a deer would certainly hint at Jonathan's possible character regression (and mimicking Lonnie to a certain extent). if he not only blames himself for Joyce's death. But is also stuck with his ab*ser.

The animal k*lling motif , and after that, mimicking an a b*sive father is already shown with el. Brenner , in s1,tried to make her k*ll a cat (using her powers) and she refused (similar to the s1 rabbit hunting story of Lonnie forcing Jonathan to k*ll a rabbit ). But in s2, she uses her powers to k*ll a squirrel (and like a deer- it's typical hunting game). Than in s3 el does literally everything Brenner ever asked of her- she spies on people and repeats the words back (like brenner told her to do), she becomes a weapon to ‘fight the commies’ (which was said to be the reason he k*dnapped her in the first place), and when looking into the void to see the mf (she mirrors the words brenner told her - when he made her go into the void to face the demogorgan).

And some s4 movies are literally about being trapped in a house with your ab*ser and slowly losing your mind because of the ab*se and gaslighting- lighthouse , black swan , good son, are prime examples. But movies like scar face , girl with the dragon tattoo, and book of Henry touch on this theme a bit as well. And ordinary people- is about a guy who survived a vehicular accident but his relative in the same accident didn't- and it causes him alot of issues /survivor's guilt.

The shadowy figure could just be Will in the shot - seeing it in a dream before or after it happens?

Theory 4) Will sees a future vision or has his ’now memories’ of someone else's car.

Evidence: i guess the s4 shot parallels El (in s3) spying on Billy while he’s hurting Heather. During that spying scene: the shot is of El near Billy's car. So it’s possibly a diff willel parallel?

If not Will. Who knows ...if El’s telekenesis is gone maybe her spying abilities strengthened and look different because of it (and now she can see background details)?

Theory 5) it's Lonnie's car and Will escapes from the trunk and uses his powers in self defense

Evidence: I’m pretty iffy on this one. This goes back to how people suspected Lonnie took Will in s1 (and could be foreshadowing). Even the recent rebel robin book-has characters say Lonnie probably took Will. Jonathan suspected Will may be at Lonnie’s - so checks Lonnie’s car trunk (to see if Will is there). We also see how the mf in s3, knocked people out by dr*gs/str*ngulation, ties them up, and throws them in a trunk (to k*dnap them). Or how the cops raided jonathan’s trunk- which had stuff to track the demogorgan (and the demogorgan parallels Lonnie) . And after looking in Jonathan’s trunk-they suspected something fishy is going on.

*heather was described as “another me” by Will- who was thrown in the trunk.

movies: “tangled” was on the s4 list- and had an ab*sive parent later try and kidnap their kid ,and that parent ends up dying. in girl with the dragon tattoo (the girl associated with dragons & phoenixes- lights her ab*sive bio dad on fire. In ‘drop dead fred’ (girl who is in love with childhood friend, named Mikey, who she met at age 5) lights a imaginary version of her ab*sive parent on fire - while in a trippy memory world. Chrissy accidentally lights her ab*sive relative (nickname “daddy”) on fire in self defense- in a trippy hell memory scape. in ‘long kiss goodnight- the girl with 2 personalities (Will/will the wise) was kidnapped and put in a trunk and escapes by jumping into a quarry. Not sure if that could relate to a flashback or something else? like in ‘don’t breath’ the older sibling who essentially was a surrogate parent to the younger sibling-mentions how their dad left the family, and her parent would throw her in the trunk for hours as a punishment.

#will byers #jonathan byers #joyce byers #el hopper #stranger things #stranger things theory

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Egg the Cat

Chapter 3

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Billy had to double-check to make sure he hadn't accidentally followed someone else home from the party.

Because Steve lived in a fucking mansion.

“Jesus Christ .” Billy stared at the house. “You didn’t tell me you’re fucking royalty .” Steve rolled his eyes, leading Billy towards the house.

“Can it. You got the booze?” Billy shook the bottle at him.

Steve looked better. Like maybe he had gotten a bit of a handle on himself.

Billy followed him into the pool of light cast over the porch, the unmistakable scream of a very excited cat sounding from inside.

Steve pushed open the door, bending immediately to scoop up his purring cat, holding her close to him as he went inside.

Billy gave a low whistle as he took off his boots, lining them neatly next to Steve’s shoes.

Steve just climbed the stairs, assumed Billy was following.

Steve’s bedroom was nice enough.

Felt as impersonal as the rest of the gaudy house, but there was a cat tree by the window, and a cat bed Egg ignored in favor of curling up on Steve’s lap as he settled in bed, sitting up against the headboard.

Billy didn’t know what to do with himself.

Last time he was in another boy’s bedroom, very different things were happening.

But then Steve gave him an odd look, eyes flicking to the spot next to himself, and Billy took that as his cue.

“I can’t drink a lot. Gotta be home in three hours.” His dad had a very clear rule about curfew: You miss it, don’t bother coming home.

“This is for me, anyway.” Steve gave him the weakest smile Billy’s ever seen, taking the bottle from Billy’s hand, and taking a long pull.

He grimaced at the taste, gasping for breath.

“That’s fucking rank .”

“Not used to cheap liquor?” Steve swatted at his arm, but took one more pull before passing the bottle to Billy.

Egg was still settled in his lap, and Steve ran long fingers through her dark fur.

“She can always tell when I’m feeling bad. Gets extra snuggly.”

“More snuggly than at the diner?”

“Nah, that was the more. She could tell I had been freaking out looking for her.” Her ear twitched and her tail swished, like she knew they were talking about her. “She’s the smartest cat in the world, I think.” He was quiet for a few moments as Billy took a drink from the bottle. “Took better care ‘a me than Nancy ever did. That’s for damn sure.”

“Sucks that she dumped you like that. All drunk and shit.”

“Isn’t there an expression? Drunk words are sober thoughts? Wish she had gotten drunk a year ago. Woulda saved me a lot of fucking trouble.” Egg perked up, standing to pace on Steve’s lap, curling up again, her chin resting on his tummy. “See? Has a fuckin’ sixth sense for when I’m upset.” She purred, her eyes closing as Steve scratched between her ears, down her back.

“How long have you had her?”

“Like five years? Someone was just, giving her away. Said he didn’t need bad omens, or whatever. ‘Cause she’s a black cat. I think that’s fuckin stupid. She’s brought me nothing but good.” Egg purred again, blinking slowly at Steve, nipping playfully at his fingers.

She really was cute.

Billy had never been much of a cat person, always favored dogs a bit more.

But Egg was so human, the way she tracked their conversation, like she could understand it.

“Man, don’t laugh.” Steve took the bottle from Billy, taking another long pull, shuddering halfway through. “I’m already feelin’ this. Haven’t drunk in so long .”

“Pussy.” Steve huffed a laugh, Egg meowed as his stomach shifted, jostling her head. He let the silence sit for a moment, just watched Steve’s fingers stroke through thick dark fur.

“So, uh, are you like, friends with Tommy?” Steve’s voice was way too measured, his tone far too light and casual.

“Who?”

“Tommy. The guy that was parading you around all night.”

“Oh, uh Karate Kid, guy?”

“Yeah.”

“No. He just kinda started talking at me, told me to do a keg stand. Said the guy that still held the record was a poser.” Steve outright laughed at that.

“Yeah, you broke my record tonight. I’m the poser.”

“No shit?”

“No shit.”

Billy turned to look at Steve, found him smiling this stupid fond smile at the cat on his lap. The room was dim, only one lamp clicked on, throwing a warm glow around the room.

“Can I ask you what happened? You said you used to be hot shit.”

“Nancy.” Steve’s smile evaporated like a flash. “I used to be a real douchebag. Ruled that fucking school. I mean, it’s not like I liked myself. I could definitely be called a bully, like, which sucks. But, you know. I had friends. I was popular. All that.”

“But she didn’t like that.”

“Nope.” Steve made sure to pop the ‘p’. “It’s not like she blatantly said that, but I could tell. I think that, I think that the changes have been good, like I’m nicer to people now. But I kinda cut off all my friends. Just hang out with her most of the time. And now-” Steve trailed off, taking another swig of shitty tequila. “Guess it’s just me and Eggy.”

“You say that like I’m not sitting right here.” Steve smiled at him, a real one, not the tight ones he’s been using all night.

“You hang out with me, you’re gonna be a fucking laughing stock, new kid.”

“Oh, come on. Have you seen me? I could literally never be a laughing stock. If anything, I'll make you cool again.” Steve just hmmmn ed at Billy, his eyes going a little far away.

“I don’t know if I really, really care about that anymore, if I’m being honest.” He swallowed thickly. “Some major shit went down last year. Like, more than Nancy shit. Kinda put things in perspective, I guess.” Egg had sat up, kneading at Steve’s stomach, making a noise like a little cat alarm.

Egg was so in tune with Steve it was utterly fucking ridiculous. They must be wired directly into one another’s brains.

“What kinda major shit?” Steve was quiet. Egg began walking up him, stepping softly until she settled on his chest, her chin resting on his shoulder, little pink nose tucked into his neck.

“Just like, major shit. Like, like people died kinda major.”

“Damn.”

“Like, I legally can’t talk about it kinda major.” Egg sniffed in his neck.

“What, you get mixed up in some kinda lawsuit or some shit?” Steve just sighed.

“Man, I just said I legally can’t say anything.” But he had a ghost of a smile on his face when he turned to look at Billy. “Can I ask you something?”

“Free country.” Steve rolled his eyes.

“Why Hawkins ?”

“You asked me that like, three times yesterday.”

“And you never answered.”

“I said my dad remarried and wanted a-”

“Fresh start, yeah. But you could move one town over and have that. You could stay in the same damn state and do that. Why Hawkins ?”

There was something more behind Steve’s voice, something strained.

Billy just looked back up at the ceiling.

He had to take a breath, talking himself out of actually telling Steve. Telling him how Neil wanted him out of California, where gay bars were only a short drive away. Where Billy could cruise the piers, where a carefully toned you goin’ my way? could lead to a sloppy blowjob in the car.

Hawkins wasn’t necessarily specific, but Neil had wanted a small, God-fearing town. One where he would know if Billy got up to anything unsavory.

“He found a job here,” he said lamely.

Everything in him was screaming to trust Steve. To tell him the truth. Which was just a fuck of a lot. Billy doesn't trust people. He just does not.

He blames Steve.

Blames those soft brown eyes.

“Well, that’s thrilling .” Billy rolled his eyes, smiling a little to himself.

“What were you expecting?”

“Something more exciting. You moved here from California. That’s like, the coolest place ever .”

“I lived in L.A., too.”

“So like, the coolest place in the coolest place.”

“You ever been?” Steve just gave him a dark look.

“Last time I left the state was ten years ago. My parents took me to Chicago.”

“Damn. You’re like, a true hick, then. Only know this little town.”

“That’s me. Pure hick .” He scratched Egg’s back hip. She purred softly. Billy took another long drink, officially calling that his last one. He needed to be sober by the time he went home. Couldn’t be loud and clumsy as he made his way to his room.

He just pressed the bottle into Steve’s hand.

They spent the rest of the time before Billy had to leave just talking.

It was nice, Steve filling him in on the Hawkins drama, told him which gas stations had better candy selections, that the liquor store on the corner of Haven and Burbank didn’t card. He told him that Andrew Conner always had good weed, but it was cheaper to buy from Lisa Kendle.

And the more Steve drank, the more his eyes drooped, the lazier his smiles got, the closer he scoot to Billy.

He was warm, pressed up to Billy’s side, cat still curled on his chest.

He listened with rapt attention as Billy gave him stories about California, about the boardwalk and metal shows, told him stories of his best hookups, told him they were girls.

He was in the middle of one story, switched out the name from Daniel to something more appropriate, when he looked over, found Steve knocked out, mouth hanging open, tequila dangerously close to spilling, cat sleeping soundly on his chest.

It made Billy falter.

He just took in the scene, wanting to remember it.

He moved slowly, tried not to shift the bed too much, and turned out the light in Steve’s bedroom as he left.

#yikes writes #egg the cat #steve harrington #billy hargrove #harringrove #i refuse to pay attention in class today thanks

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allfandomxreader · 4 years

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I’d Pick You

Pairings: Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader (Barely Billy Hargrove x Henderson!Reader)

Summary: It’s always been you and Steve. Somehow, you always end up fixing each other’s broken pieces.

Warnings: Language, panic attack, mention of death, FLUFF. I think that’s it, let me know if I missed anything

Words: 4.8k

A/N: This took me SO long to write but I love it more than anything. Sorry it’s so long, I really couldn’t part with anything I wrote and I really tried. As always, I’d love your feedback!! gif not mine

Masterlist

Seven months before

Teenagers push into one another, knocking cups out of hands and liquids spewing to the carpet. You know Tina is going to be pissed tomorrow morning. You eye her from across the room, she’s beyond trashed, leaning against Conner Wilson. Her head rests against his shoulder, trying her hardest to keep up with his conversation. You can’t help but chuckle at her attempts to act sober.

You throw your head back, downing the rest of your drink and head towards the kitchen in hopes to find Carol. When your search is unsuccessful, you find yourself pouring a generous amount of Pure Fuel into your cup.

“Hey, sweetheart. Haven’t gotten the chance to say hi to you yet.” You don’t have to look up to know it’s Billy Hargrove, you could identify his sleazy voice from a mile away. You want to respond with something snarky, but when you look around all of your friends seem to be preoccupied. Tina with Connor, Carol making out with Tommy in the corner, Steve dancing next to Nancy. Company won’t hurt, even if it was from Billy.

“Looks like it’s my lucky day.” You smile, bringing your cup back to your lips.

“I’m Billy, by the way.”

“I know who you are.” You pause watching something flash behind his eyes. Surprise? Anger? Hurt? You can’t put your finger on it. “How do you like Hawkins so far?” You know Billy isn’t one for small talk, he most likely just wants an excuse to get in your pants, but to your surprise he indulges.

“I hate this shit hole.” He admits, “No offense.”

“None taken,” You laugh, setting your cup on the table, officially cutting yourself off for the night. “I can’t wait to leave either.”

“Oh, is that right? Where would you go?” Billy leans against the kitchen island, arms crossing over his chest. For once, he seems genuinely interested in listening to someone speak.

“It sounds cliché, but I want to see the world.” You laugh, “Start in Italy maybe? I’ve always wanted to see Rome.” Your attention is pulled away from the man in front of you, from the corner of your eye you see Steve weaving through the crowd heading straight towards the front door. “Excuse me, I gotta go.” You push past Billy not bothering to listen whatever he says as you pass.

“Steve!” You call stepping into the cold autumn air. Steve doesn’t turn around he just continues to walk straight towards his car. Whether he was purposely ignoring you or just couldn’t hear his name, you aren’t sure, but you do know you aren’t letting him get away that easily. “Steve!” You jog down the steps and reach his passenger door just as he’s unlocking his own. “Where are you going? It’s barely eleven.”

“Heading home. I’m not really in the party mood tonight.” His response is short, almost as if he’s annoyed or angry with you.

“Okay.” You shrug, jerking the door open and sliding in next to your best friend. You casually get yourself situated, buckling your seatbelt and reaching for one of his jackets he always has lying in the back seat to cover yourself.

“What… What are you doing?” He asks, eyeing you with suspicion.

“I’m going with you, what’s it look like?” Steve opens his mouth to protest, to tell you to go enjoy the party, to enjoy your night. “Just drive, Harrington.”

The drive is silent, Steve doesn’t play one of his beloved cassette tapes or even the radio. You desperately want to ask what happened. Steve isn’t one to leave a party early –especially without Nancy in toe.

“It’s bullshit.” Steve laughs to himself.

“What’s bullshit?”

“Everything. Me, I’m bullshit. Our relationship is bullshit. It’s all bullshit.” He bangs his palms against the steering wheel, you can tell he’s trying his best not to cry. “She doesn’t even love me. FuckI was so in over my head.”

“Hey,” You grab his hand giving it a squeeze. “You are most definitely not bullshit.” Steve only scoffs at your attempt to comfort him. “You’re not! You’re the funniest, kindest person I know. And if Nancy Wheeler doesn’t see that then maybe she’s bullshit.”

Steve pulls into your driveway, turning to give you a lopsided smile. “Thanks, I needed that.”

“Anytime. You okay to drive home? You can come in and talk if you’d like, cool down a bit. I’m sure Dustin and mom are already asleep.” You offer, taking off Steve’s jacket and tossing it into the back.

“I’m okay, I’d rather just go home and wallow alone.” He turns away, you know there’s no use in trying to change his mind.

“I’ll call you tomorrow?” You ask stepping back into the night.

“I’ll talk to you then.”

Six months before

Steve sits outside your house, trying to build enough courage to speak his mind. “I’ve been thinking a lot, mostly about you. I like the little things, like hearing your laugh, like watching you answer questions in Mrs. Thompson’s class. I like how you always try to pay when we go to diners when you know I’d never let you. I like you.” He rolls his eyes at how cheesy it is. He’s never been very good with words, but he promised himself he wouldn’t use a sports reference.

He repeats the phrases over and over as he makes his way to the front door trying his best to mask his disappointment when Dustin answers. “Harrington!” He cheers, ushering him inside. “I already have some movies picked out, if you’re not into the movie idea we have boardgames on the table, Y/N made some snacks, ma left a twenty for pizza.” Dustin talks a mile-a-minute, already throwing off Steve’s overly rehearsed speech.

“Movie sounds nice,” Steve responds, absentmindedly looking around the house for any sign of you.

“Steve!” You sing, bouncing into the living room. “You know I love you and would do anything in the whole entire world for you, right?” You say, offering a toothy grin.

“Yeah, yeah, spit it out. What do you want?”

“Could you please watch Dustin tonight? I may or may not have a date.” You don’t mention it’s with Billy, you know you’d never hear the end of it. It’s that moment Steve realizes your makeup and how you’re wearing your only pair of nice jeans. You don’t catch the falter in his smile at your words. “Promise I’ll make it up to you, dinner on me Thursday?”

“Don’t worry about it, I’ve been dying to watch the kid. I needed some guy time anyways. Hanging out with you makes me soft.” He wrinkles his nose in pretend disgust as you roll your eyes.

“Whatever, I’m not leaving yet so sorry to crash your party.” You flop down on the couch as Dustin plays a movie and sets up a game on the coffee table. Steve sits across from him picking out whichever piece was green, ready to play.

You sigh once the clock hits nine, you’ve ignored the boys’ sly comments about your date being a no show for the past two hours. Billy proved them right.

Steve stands from the floor, brushing off his pants before sitting next to you on the couch. “I’m sorry.” He says quietly, careful not to disturb Dustin who’s dozing off on the sofa across from you.

“It’s okay, between you and me, it never would’ve worked out anyways.” You shrug, trying your best to mask disappointment.

“Want me to beat them up?” He jokes making you laugh harder than it should’ve.

“Yeah, and have him kick your ass again?” You scoff sinking further into the cushions, choosing to ignore the disgust written across Steve’s features.

“Billy Hargrove? That’s who you were going out with?”

“Spare me the lecture, Harrington. I’m really not in the mood.” You can’t bring yourself to look at him.

“I wasn’t going to give you a lecture.” You roll your head to the side facing him for the first time in the past hour.

“Yes. Yes, you were.”

The room is silent for the first time tonight Dustin finally asleep, you and Steve captivated with your own thoughts.

“Can I ask you something?” Steve asks. You quirk a brow signaling him to continue. “Why’d you want to go out with Billy in the first place?”

“You know,” You begin with a sigh, “Through all the years I’ve been friends with Tina and Carol, I’ve been lost in the shadows. Guys have always flocked towards them, never giving me a second thought. And when Billy came into town Tina already had her sights set on him. And he picked me.” You trail off with a shrug. “I guess I just liked the idea of having something they wanted and couldn’t have”

Steve wishes he still had the courage from three hours ago. He wishes he could say, “I’d pick you. Now, tomorrow, yesterday. I’d always pick you.” But he can’t, and he doesn’t, he tells himself right now isn’t the right time.

“Well, for what it’s worth, I think you’re a million times better than Carol and Tina combined.” His words bring a smile to your face as he stands. You watch as he grabs his keys from the coffee table, making his way towards the front door.

“Hey,” You call, making your way towards him, trying to shield yourself from the cold air as he opens the door. “Thanks for being here tonight. I don’t know how –or why the universe always puts us together when life is falling apart. But I’m glad it does. I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else.”

Steve offers a small smile and reacts to your words before he can even stop himself. He leans in, pressing a small lingering kiss on your cheek, then forces himself to turn away. Leaving you standing in the doorway with so many words left unsaid.

Three weeks before

You find yourself trudging up the steps to one of the only places you find comfort. You bang on the door trying your best to calm your racing heart. When nobody answers, you press the doorbell way too many times trying to gain his attention.

You see Steve through the glass window beside you, he picks up the pace when seeing your disheveled state. “Sorry, I knew your parents weren’t home.” You say, pushing past him as soon as the door opens.

“It –it’s fine. Are you alright?” He asks walking back the same way he came, no doubt towards the pool.

“He just makes me so angry sometimes!” You say, following him through the halls of his home and out the back door.

Steve rolls his eyes as he sits, feet dangling into the water. Thank god you didn’t see. He’s kept his opinions about your relationship to himself for months. Steve thought Billy was the biggest dick he’d ever met, and it wasn’t just because he liked you. He never understood why you went back after he stood you up. According to you, “He had good reasons”, but Steve thought you deserved better, even if it wasn’t him. He just didn’t want you with Billy.

You seemed happy though, and at the end of the day that’s all that mattered to Steve. So, he buried his feelings for your sake. He listened to you gush about Hawkins bully, he let you cry on his shoulder when the relationship got rocky, he welcomed you into his home when you were angry and needed to vent.

“What happened this time?” Steve asks, watching his feet slosh in the water below.

“He wanted me to choose.” You state as if Steve had any idea what you were talking about. You sit next to him following his actions and submerging your legs. “He was going on and on about how I’m always spending time with you when I’m not with him.” You sigh, leaning back onto your hands and staring at the sky. “He asked who I would choose if it came down to it.”

Steve turns to you, unsure if you broke up or if it was just a hypothetical question. Either way, a small part of him feels like he won. You’re here with him and not Billy. “What’d you say?” He questions only earning a laugh out of you.

“I said he couldn’t make me. I can’t choose between the guy I love and my best friend. That’s not fair!” Your voice gets increasingly louder with each passing word. “He kept asking, over and over. ‘Who would you choose? Who would you choose? Just answer the goddamn question!’” You both laugh at your lousy attempt to mimic Billy’s voice. “Such bullshit.” You mumble kicking water towards Steve, splashing his legs.

“Hey now, I’m not the one you’re mad at!” You only giggle as he splashes water back.

You listen as Steve babbles, something about a new arcade game Dustin made him play a few days ago. You know he’s just filling the silence to get your mind off things. You can’t help but laugh as he wales his arms around, emphasizing just how hard the game was.

It’s here, sitting beside Steve, listening to another one of his overdramatic stories, you realize you picked him. Instead of giving into Billy, instead of staying and arguing, or even finding a solution, you left and found yourself at Steve’s doorstep.

You picked Steve. You’d always pick Steve.

One hour after

Starcourt has been closed for hours, the shops have locked their doors, the food court’s lights have been turned off. Bubbly teens and snotty nose children have long since left, the building should be abandoned until they open the following morning.

In the dark, rainy hours of the night, the parking lot of Starcourt is in mayhem. Military men bombard the entrances, firefighters shouting at one another to tame the fire within. You’ve never seen such chaos.

You stand in the middle of the crowded lot, eyes glued to the main doors waiting for your friends to burst through, waiting to see Billy.

Medics try their hardest to get you to sit down, their only concern the open and bleeding gash on your temple from hitting your head when Steve crashed into Billy’s beloved Camaro. Your wounds are the least of your worries despite professionals hounding you about blood loss.

The glass doors swing open. Mike and El run straight into the pouring rain, Will and Lucas soon to follow. Your heart races, waiting for Max and Billy to make their appearance, only Billy never does. Max stumbles into the night, your feet try to reach her but Steve grabs onto your soaking shirt not letting you go near the mall.

Her eyes reach yours, even from afar you can see her cheeks stained with tears. Her lip trembles, an unspoken answer to the question you’ve needed to know the entire night. Billy Hargrove didn’t make it.

Your ears start to ring louder than the commotion surrounding you. Your lungs feel as though they’re collapsing, unable to take in air. The world around you spins, a thin layer of sweat coats your trembling body, your legs feel weak.

Steve catches your body before it plummeted into the wet concrete. Your fingers curl around the fabric of his shirt as you scream into the night. Nobody around you could hear, but to Steve, your cries were deafening. His own eyes prick with tears at the sound of your agony, and the worst part: He couldn’t do anything to help.

The two of you sit at the edge of an ambulance watching everyone around you in a daze. You finally gave into the medics, letting them clean and patch your wounds, too weak to protest any longer. You cling onto Steve’s hand as if you were to let go, you’d lose him too.

Both of you refuse to let go.

Two weeks after

The house feels foreign to Steve, it feels as though he hasn’t set foot within the walls for an eternity when it’s really only been a few weeks. He’s seen Dustin on occasions, he’d take him out for a movie or to the arcade when Claudia asked him to.

Today, Dustin wasn’t feeling a movie or a few rounds of Galaga. He wanted to stay home, to stay near you even if he won’t admit it.

Steve lounges on the couch while Dustin munches on whatever snacks your mother left before work. Neither of them speak. It’s unusual for them to sit in silence, the two of them are always boisterous and annoying when together. But in the four walls of the Henderson house, so soon after everything happened, making a single sound seems unfathomable.

“Is your sister here?” Steve finally asks, unable to go another day without seeing you.

“Yeah, she’s in her room. She hasn’t left for days.” Dustin admits quietly. “I haven’t talked to her much. Ma says it’s best not to disturb her.”

Steve thinks for a moment. You haven’t answered any of his calls, Dustin or Claudia always say you’re not home or busy, it didn’t feel right to call them out on their lie.

“I’m going to try and talk to her.” Steve stands from the couch, waiting for Dustin to protest but he never does.

“Steve?” Dustin calls as he’s half way up the steps. “She’s not herself right now. Just—” The boy stops speaking, trying his best to think of advice to give to his friend. “If she doesn’t talk, know that she’s listening. She’s always been really good at that.” Steve nods, offering a knowing smile to your brother before ascending to your room.

He knocks quietly only to be greeted with silence. When he pushes the door open, he notices the crumpled tissues scattering the carpet, the curtains pulled shut, and you.

You sit against your childhood bed frame staring blankly ahead. You’ve done this for days, too exhausted to venture down stairs, too uncomfortable to lay in bed. You don’t say anything as he enters or even turn as he sits beside you, too afraid that if you utter a word you’ll fall apart completely.

Just his scent sends your mind to the same place you’ve been trying to get away from. You’re back beside Steve, his foot pressing harder on the gas pedal. Street lights and trees in the distance whirl past you, getting close and closer to the blue car speeding head. You try to shout for Steve, to get his attention but the words are lost somewhere inside you. You grip onto the door bracing yourself for the impact.

Steve can see your breathing start to quicken, the way your hands twitch in your lap, your chest heaving. You tremble the same way you did that horrendous night. “Hey, hey, look at this,” He points across the room to an old book out of place and on the floor. “Focus on the book.” You try to look through the blurriness, to see clearly. You stare at the spine, tracing its words. “It’s called A Wind in the Door, can you repeat that to me?”

“A Wind in the Door, A Wind in the Door,” Your voice is meek and turns into a whisper as you close your eyes, still repeating the string of words.

“Can you tell me who the author is?” Steve asks after your breaths become more even. Your eyes flutter open, mouth still moving. You squint, the tiny letters becoming clearer.

“Madeleine…” You trail off to catch your breath, “Madeline L'Engle” You close your eyes once more leaning back onto the cold metal bed frame, wiping the sweat away from your palms. “I see the same thing every time before it happens.” You say, looking towards Steve. He can see the bruise on your temple starting to fade, the cut in your brow starting to close. Even with battle wounds, you’re still the most gorgeous girl he’s ever laid eyes on. “It’s us driving. Right before we crash Mrs. Wheeler’s car into Billy’s.”

Steve isn’t sure how to respond at first, or if you even want him to speak. He slowly reaches for your hand, allowing you to push him away, but you don’t. “It wasn’t your fault you know.” He says finally, “You couldn’t have done anything differently.”

“I know. That doesn’t make it hurt any less.” You nuzzle into his side, content with the comfortable silence that settles in the air.

Three months later

The breeze feels light on your legs, the water from the quarry below hits softly against the rocks. You haven’t been here in a while, a part of you is surprised that it’s still pristine and not tainted with beer cans and cigarette butts from parties.

Steve wanders towards the edge of the bluff, groaning as he takes a seat. “I forget how nice it is up here.” He says as you follow his lead.

There aren’t many nice things you can say about Hawkins. It was far too tiny, there was only one main road, and barely any entertainment, even less now that Starcourt burned to the ground. Downtown shop owners have been overjoyed. At least something positive has come out of losing so much. It’s hard to believe that so much shit happened in one small area.

The rock quarry is one of the only good things Hawkins has ever had, to you at least. The trees stretch for miles out here, you don’t ever feel suffocated by the immense closeness from the town that’s just a few miles south.

For the past few years, this is where you and Steve came to escape. Nobody comes here anymore, not after Will’s disappearance and another boy’s body was found. So, the two of you adopted it as your safe haven.

There have been numerous occasions where you’d come here to blow off steam, to chuck rocks as hard as you could into the water or to scream at the top of your lungs just to hear the echoes. A good chuck of your late-night conversations happened sitting at the edge of the bluff, it’s an even split between here and Benny’s Diner.

Steve dangles his legs beside you, sunglasses on, staring towards the sky. His white t-shirt already stained with sweat from your climb. He looks so at ease, so peaceful. If you didn’t know him, you never would’ve guessed the pain he’s endured from the past three years.

You mess with loose rocks, sprinkling them into the water. You find peace as they make their journey downwards. “Alright, what’s on your mind.” Steve asks, leaning back onto his hands.

“What do you mean?” You ask, taking another handful of rock just to watch it fall, Steve only scoffs.

“You barely said anything on the drive over and while we walked up here… You’re never this quiet, especially out here. You’re always rambling about something.” You both laugh at the truth in his statement.

You contemplate for a moment, trying to find the right words with what you want to say. “I picked you, you know.” He turns to look at you, confused by your sudden revelation. You don’t look back, instead, you find comfort above from the rustling leaves. You hope their sounds could drown out the sounds of your racing heart. “That night, when Billy wanted me to choose between you or him. I picked you.”

It was the words Steve has wanted to hear for ages. He wishes he prepared some sort of speech. But you were never one to like rehearsed things and he was never good at them. You always said he took too many pauses and mispronounced the easiest of words.

“I picked you too.” This got your attention, finally looking at him. “Remember when I was with you that night –when Billy never showed?” He clears his throat awkwardly, the two of you haven’t talked about him much, he never wanted to bring it up. “You said something about him picking you instead of Carol or Tina… I wanted to tell you then that I picked you, that I’d always pick you.”

You can’t help but smile at Steve, you push into his shoulder with yours playfully. “So, what now?”

“Dinner tomorrow at Enzo’s? I’ll pick you up around seven?”

“Oh,” You sing, “Like a date?” Steve laughs, this time pushing your shoulder with his.

“Yeah, yeah like a date.”

Two years after

Steve Harrington has been nervous many times throughout his lifetime. One time in the third grade when he asked Angela Stephens to be his girlfriend on the playground. Another at his tenth-grade basketball game with only seven seconds left to score and the ball was in his hands. Or that time when he told his father he wouldn’t take over his insurance business. Today, however, takes the cake.

You sit next to him, blissfully unaware at the nervous wreck beside you. You don’t hear his deep breathing or even notice his knuckles turning white as they grip the steering wheel. He’s trying his best to play it cool, but he knows you’re able to see right through any one of his pretend facades.

It was weird being back in your hometown. Everything looked the same except the two new restaurants on main street. The two of you wouldn’t be here on any given day, but the second you opened Nancy and Johnathon’s save the date, you knew a trip back to Hawkins was necessary.

It was a beautiful wedding that everybody saw coming. Everyone fawned over Nancy’s grand dress and Johnathon shed many tears throughout the ceremony. You and Steve stood next to your best friends, you held Nancy’s bouquet as she said her vows, with Max, El, and a few girls from Nancy’s university standing beside you. Steve stood between Will and Dustin, Lucas and Mike right beside them.

Steve had known he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you for years. Seeing Nancy and Johnathon exchange their rings made him wish more than ever that it was the two of you standing up there.

On the night of the wedding, Steve asked Claudia and even Dustin for their blessing. Two days later, he’s sitting in the car driving down the winding backroads and to the rock quarry.

“Why are we here again?” You ask when Steve finally comes to a halting stop.

“We’re only here a few days, I thought we should soak up as many good memories as we could.” Steve hops out the car and rushes to your door, he’s never let you open it on your own as much as he can, ignoring every single one of your protests.

He pulls out the picnic basket from the back seat that your mom prepared earlier that morning. She had rushed you both out the door, fearing if you saw her tears, she’d give everything away.

“They added a few tables, that’s nice.” You smile at Hawkins attempt for hospitality, to signal safety in their little town. Even then, it’s clear there’s rarely ever visitors.

“Alright, it looks like she packed some sandwiches, some little baggies of those chips you like and… soup?” You both laugh at your mom’s impromptu menu.

You spend the afternoon eating, talking, and laughing. Both of you sharing buried memories of the town you spent most of your life in. You take turns chucking rocks into the water, Steve screams his favorite song at the top of his lungs, happy only you and a few birds were the audience to his off-key singing.

“What do ya say, time to head back?” You ask, gesturing to the sun that’s slowly beginning to set.

“Just a second,” He says, finding a seat at the edge of the rocks. You sit beside him, wrapping an arm through his and laying your head on his shoulder. “You know, the last time I was here I was with you. It was that day right before our date at Enzo’s.”

“Yeah,” You laugh, shaking your head. “I can’t believe it’s been so long.”

“Do you remember what you said to me that day?” Steve looks at you, he knows you remembered, but for oncehe rehearsed a speech that was actually goodand he wasn’t going to let anything mess it up. “You told me that you picked me. I’ve picked you for a long time, I want to pick you today, tomorrow, –yesterday.”

“Steve,” You whisper, watching as he carefully reaches into his pocket.

A thin, gold band rests between his fingertips. “Y/N Henderson, would you give me the honor to pick you for the rest of my life?”

You grin at the young man, nodding profusely, “Yes, yes! Steve Harrington, I will pick you until the day I die.” Steve gently slides the ring onto your finger. You can’t help but stare at the gold that now adorns your hand.

“She said yes!” He screams into the air.

“I said yes!” You scream after him, hugging and bouncing with your longtime best friend. Only your echoes surround you as his lips meet yours.

Forever Tags: @superfrankie111 // @rueinn // @lemonadeorange73 // @simplechicwithacrazedheart // @youshutthefuckupville // @captainpeggy40

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WOOOOOOOO number three!

This is, of course, for @badthingshappenbingo . I tried figuring out what constitutes ‘delirium’ and I got a lot of mixed results? so uh… this is more like disassociation? I tried okay. If it doesn’t count I’ll remove the tag and take the tick off my card but I think it counts so eh.

anyway warnings! implied/referenced rape/non-con also kinda depicted? I’ve… never written that side of things before so I don’t know how far it is between implied and depicted underage characters

characters Dick Grayson, Wally West, Slade Wilson, Bruce Wayne, Roy Harper. mentions of Billy Wintergreen, Rose Wilson and Conner Kent

Summary “I tried to fight off Deathstroke, he won out.” “Was it Wilson?” Roy shook his head, “Wilson is dead. It was someone else.” “you could tell?” Dinah asked. “he had one eye too many.” Roy snorted, “and a bit more sass, too. Fought differently as well, he was clearly trained by Wilson, but he’s got a different body type and build, and he uses acrobatic moves,” Roy explained, then took a deep breath, “but he said something weird.” … “he said… he said that he was disappointed the league hadn’t managed to get Conner out yet.”

Dick doesn’t know what Conner means when he says he’s ‘sending someone his way’, but it’s not like the mission he just finished up was particularly difficult so he’s okay with waiting around a few hours to find out what Conner cares enough about to risk Lex Luthor’s wrath. He was not expecting to find Wally West. Especially seeing as the speedster in question has been dead for years. Although, in that regard, Dick really can’t judge.

I’ve tried linking the fics this is inspired by here in the post, but it’s not working for me for whatever reason. they’re all there in the actual fic, the links are working there, idk what’s wrong with tumblr atm.

#Dick Grayson #Slade Wilson #Wally West #Deathstroke #Dark!AU #fanfiction #dc comics #young justice #angst #whump #rape/non-con

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thehelleniclunarwitch · 5 years

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31 Days of Halloween (Day 11)

Possession

Prompt: Ouija Board

Tim Drake x Reader

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“Hey you,” You answered your phone.

“Hey, pretty lady, what are you up to?” Tim asked.

“Just settling down with a bowl of popcorn and some movies,” You told him.

“Care for some company?” Tim asked you.

“I thought you were hanging out with your brothers?” You replied.

“We were, but Dick pulled out the Ouija board. Some stuff happened and we’re all spooked,” Tim said.

You sighed. “I told you not to mess with that thing,”

“I know, but Jason headed to hang with Roy and Dick is off with Conner, and Damian is with Jon and Billy,” Tim said.

“Where’s Wally?” You asked.

“Woman, can’t I just hang out with my girlfriend, please?” Tim growled.

You chuckled. “Of course. I’m giving you a hard time. I’ll see you soon,”

“Thanks, I love you,” Tim said.

“I love you too,” You smiled and then hung up.

Tossing your phone down, you didn’t realize it bounced off the cushion and flipped under the couch. You kicked your feet out onto the coffee table. You only got partially into the first episode when Tim had arrived and let himself in. He shrugged out of his jacket and kicked out of his shoes.

You smiled at him softly as he trudged across the room and then dropped down next to you. His head immediately went into your lap and he stretched out across the rest of the couch. You ran your hand through his hair and froze.

“Tim, you’re hot,” You pointed out.

“I know, thanks,” He chuckled.

“No, as in I think you’re running a fever,” You said.

Tim shrugged. “Now that you mention it, I don’t feel good,”

“Let me go get the aspirin,” You said.

“No, stay and snuggles,” Tim whined.

“I can’t buddy, if you’re running a fever we need to break it,” You said.

You slid off the couch and headed to your bathroom. Digging around you found your thermometer and the aspirin. When you closed the mirror you jumped and gasped. Tim was standing behind you, but you never heard him walk up behind you.

“Jesus Tim,” You growled.

“Sorry,” Tim smiled.

“Open up,” You said.

Tim obliged and opened his mouth. You stuck the thermometer under his tongue. You left him to head to the kitchen to get him a glass of water. Tim eventually followed after you. When the thermometer beeped you turned to take it out of his mouth. Your eyes about bulged out of your head.

“Tim, 104.6, we need to take you to the emergency room,” You said.

Tim took the water and pills from you. “No, I’ll sleep it off,”

He downed the pills and the huge glass of water. He slammed the glass down on the counter. You jumped.

“Timmy, that’s not how that works. I don’t think aspirin is going to be enough to break that high of a fever,” You said.

Tim took you by surprise when he swung his hand at the glass and sent it flying across the room. It hit the wall and shattered.

“Tim!” You exclaimed.

Both of you looked up from the mess on the floor and back up at each other. You about jumped out of your own skin when you noticed that Tim’s eyes were completely.

“I’m getting really tired of you mothering me,” Tim snarled.

You backed away from him. “I was just trying to help,”

“Maybe, I just want my girlfriend to act like my girlfriend,” Tim said.

“Oh, okay, so what would you like for me to do?” You asked him.

Tim’s head twitched to the side twice. You cracked his neck and then refocused his eyes on you. His eyes were still pitch black. You slowly moved your way around the counter to put more distance between the two of you.

“I want a beer and I want to sit on that couch and cuddle,” Tim said.

“Fine. Your beer is in the pantry. If I knew ahead of time you were coming tonight I’d put in the fridge,” You said.

“Thanks,” Tim said turning away from you.

When he disappeared into the pantry you made a beeline for the front door. Your hands shook as you struggled to unlock all of the damn locks. Just as you yanked the door open, Tim’s arm appeared above you and he slammed the door shut. You cowered against the door as Tim stepped up behind you.

“Where are you going?” Tim asked.

“To get help,” You squeaked out.

“Help for what?” Tim demanded as he flipped you around your back slamming against the door.

“I think you’re possessed,” You whispered.

Tim tipped his head back and started laughing.

“Why do you think that?” Tim asked.

“Your eyes are pure black,” You told him.

Tim furrowed his eyebrows. He released you and stormed towards your bathroom. You ran towards the living room. You had to send a 911 text to his brothers. You weren’t going to be able to do this alone. You tossed your blanket off the couch looking for your phone.

“Hot damn they are black!” Tim yelled from your bathroom.

You stuffed your hands into the crack of the couch looking for your damn phone.

“What are you doing?” Tim asked.

Slowly, you looked over your shoulder. “You said you wanted to cuddle, right?”

Tim nodded. You pretended to fluff the couch and then picked up your blanket. You sat on the edge and then patted the spot next to you. Tim came to join you. Tim sprawled out on the couch and then pulled you down next to him. Your back was against his chest. His arms wrapped tightly around you. You let one of your arms fall and dangle off the side.

Tim started the episode where you left off. You tried to keep your breathing calm so you didn’t warn Tim that you were up to something. Your free arm started to search under the couch. It took everything out of you to not let out a celebratory noise when you finally found your phone.

You slid it out across the floor so you could just barely see the screen. Tim snuggled into you as you opened up your phone to your messages.

To: Batboys

Y/n

911. Do not call.

Jaybird

What’s wrong

Y/n

Tim is possessed. He has black eyes.

Dickwad

I knew it!

D-Man

On my way!

Jaybird

Me too

Dickwad

Be there soon.

You slid the phone back under the couch so you wouldn’t alert Tim to what was going on. You continued to lay trapped in his arms while you waited impatiently for the others to show up.

“Tim, what happened with the ouija board?” You asked.

Tim tensed behind you.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Tim said.

“If you’re possessed we need to get you help,” You said.

“No,” Tim said.

“But Tim,” You began to argue.

“I can feel him, Y/n. He’s strong. So strong. It could definitely help me to have them around,” Tim said.

“Tim, that’s not how that works. Once it takes control of you we could lose you,” You said.

“Yeah, well maybe that’s for the better,” Tim said.

“What are you talking about?” You asked him.

“I’m not Jason,” Tim said.

“I know that,” You replied.

“But you’re so close to Jason. You two have your own little secrets,” Tim snarled.

“Jason and I were friends before you and I. You know this. You said you were okay with that,” You reminded him.

“It still hurts,” Tim said.

“I’m sorry,” You whispered.

“And don’t even get me started about you and Damian,” Tim growled.

“What about me and Damian?” You asked in annoyance.

“The two of you are always glued to the hip,” Tim said.

“So what?” You growled back.

“You make me feel like I’m not good enough for you,” Tim said.

“Bullshit!” You growled shooting up to sit up.

You didn’t think it was possible, but you swore his eyes grew darker.

“Whenever you say jump, I fucking jump. We hardly do what I want to do on my date nights. I always do what you want. I cater to your fucking ass. So don’t sit here and try to tell me that I don’t make you number one. That’s bullshit,” You snarled.

Before the two of you could start getting into a huge argument your front door bust open. Jason, Dick, and Damian came storming in.

“You!” Tim yelled before shoving you off the couch.

“Hey!” Damian shouted.

“Now!” Dick yelled.

Dick and Jason tossed water into Tim’s face. He screamed and fell to his knees. Damian was at your side helping you up to your feet and away from Tim.

“Now, padre!” Jason yelled.

You looked up to see a priest walk in and he started an exorcism.

“No!” Tim screamed and he lunged at the priest, but Dick and Jason were stopping him.

Damian sat with you while his brothers hold down Tim and the priest continues to do his exorcism. You were shaking as you listened to Tim scream in pain. The exorcism was going on forever. It felt like Tim’s scream were never going to stop.

Finally, Tim stopped screaming and slumped forward. Jason and Dick slowly lowered him down. You scrambled away from Damian so you could check on Tim. You rolled him onto his back and brushed his hair out of his eyes.

“Tim,” You whispered.

He whimpered.

“It’s okay Tim,” You softly said.

“I’m sorry,” Tim croaked.

“Don’t apologize,” You said.

“I said some mean things,” Tim said.

“I know, but it doesn’t bother me,” You told him.

“I love you,” Tim said.

You smiled. “I love you too.”

You looked up at the others.

“No more fucking ouija board, got it?” You snapped.

“Yeah,” All four of them said.

You sat back with Tim in your lap and let out a long sigh. This was enough scary bullshit for you to last a lifetime.

#Tim Drake #Tim Drake x Reader #Red Robin #fan fic #prompt #31 Days of Halloween #minor characters #Jason Todd #Dick Grayson #damian wayne #possession #ouija board

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tardisadventuresminisodes · 4 years

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Emma and D.O. TARDIS Adventures Minisode 6-Peter’s Photo finish

Ben and Diana were showing James around on a Marvel Patrol when they ended up in Spider-Man the Animated series.

“Weird, we’re animated like the ‘90′s.” Ben said. Suddenly, Peter Parker was visiting the Conners’ home and James decided to follow him.

“GET AWAY FROM MY SON!” Conners’s wife screamed as Peter came in.

“Mrs. Conners, please. I’m only looking for your husband.” Peter tried to explained.

“No! You are not hurting my husband.” Mrs. Conners scowled out. James then spoke up.

“I’m afraid you’re wrong about his intentions, ma’am.” James butted in through the window. “Spider-Man wants to help your husband. If he unmasked himself, maybe you’d trust him?” Peter reluctantly nodded and off came Peter’s mask.

“Peter, you’re Spider-Man?” Mrs. Conners asked.

“And you’re now one of a select few of people who know my secret. Including the newb here. What’s your name, Kid?” Peter asked James.

“James Bennett. I’m with the Marvel Universe’s Fandom Guardian, Ben Theta.” James explained.

“Nice to meet you.” Peter said. Just then, Curt had found his way back to the flat and Peter went to take a look at him.

“He’s real.” Peter said as he took a pic. As he finished his photos, he accidentally dropped the camera only for James to pick it up.

“Thanks, Jimbo.” Peter said as James smiled and Curt almost killed him.

“Daddy, don’t hurt him, it’s Dr. Parker.” Billy said.

“Daddy?” Peter asked.

“Peter?” Dr. Conners asked as he put the thing he was gonna hurt Peter with. "Billy, you’re right."

“Curt, please. You need to go back to your hiding place.” Curt’s wife said.

“Margaret, I need your help. Peter, you can help me too. I need to be transformed back.” Curt said as they went to the sewers and took care of turning Curt back into a Human. Meanwhile, James had already went ahead after taking Billy to be watched by Ben and Diana and took Peter’s pics of the Lizard to the Bugel, which J. Jonah Jameson sent $1,000 by check to Aunt May’s.

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“Nanogenes are a good way to regenerate your arm, Dr. Conners.” Ben said once Curt was human again.

“And if they ask how I got my arm back?”

“You just tell them you found an antidote for a glitch in your generator that you used to regenerate it.” Diana explained.

“I don’t know how to thank the three of you. Especially you, Mr. Bennett.” Curt said.

“No thanks needed, Doctor.” James said as he, Ben and Diana went off to another section of the MCU.

#emma and d.o. tardis adventures #spider-man #night of the lizard #peter parker #curt conners

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avalonbayblog · 6 years

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Just Like Always - Billy/Avalon one-shot

A/N: Deleted scene from New Beginning.

Summary: Even after ten years apart, there are some things that don’t diminish over time. And you fall back into your old ways, just like always.

Words: 1668

Also found on FFN.

Billy pulled at the neck of his sweater vest, trying to keep it from clamping into his Adam’s Apple any more than it already had. He frowned, looking down at himself. Or maybe it was the dress shirt beneath and not the sweater vest.

Kimberly would’ve said it absolutely was the sweater vest and that no one has worn one in the last twenty years. And yet, she’d immediately turn it around and say that he was the one who could bring it back in style and make it cool again. Honestly, he thought she was lying, but Kimberly was the most fashionable of them all.

Like you really need to think about how you look at a time like this, Billy thought. Scornfully, Billy shook his head. Caring about his appearance at all was ludicrous. There were many more important things in life than what his appearance looked like. He liked himself just fine, didn’t have too many complaints though didn’t quite enjoy the way his eyes squinted when he was concentrating on something…which was caught numerous times in pictures.

Self-conscious anxiety would flow though him when he’d see photos given back to him when he looked like that, it’d been something that’d happened since he was a child. Even when under the darkened haze of the visor of his helmet, he’d find himself squinting, as if it’d make him see clearer—something his contacts aided with.

But that day found himself putting on his glasses rather than sticking in his contacts. He stared at them for a moment then slid them onto his nose. It made him appear more unassuming, he rationalized. That he kept good company. Avalon had made a comment about it before they’d left the house that morning.

“You’d think you were the one who was potentially going to jail, mate. Not me.”

It wasn’t funny, but it had broken the unspoken tension around them. As they sat on the bus, rumbling into downtown Angel Grove—with Zack lamenting he wished they could teleport there—Billy glanced around. Jason, Zack, Kimberly, Trini, and Tommy all sat in the nearby seats, dressed as nicely as he was. Bailey, on the other hand, was getting a ride with Conner and the other rangers. Almost as if they were simply going to a reunion function at Angel Grove High.

Almost immediately, he flashed back to their many times in high school where they’d gone to dances, plays, and other function to support their classmates and enjoy school. How long ago had it been that they’d been able to truly relax? Not very, if Tommy had managed to stumble across his own students who’d become rangers and drag him back into the spandex suit to protect the city.

“Like it’s going to make a difference to what they already think,” Avalon commented when she spotted her friends after they met up at the Youth Center—which still looked the same, though modernized, after many years away from Angel Grove, seeing them all dressed to their best.

“Putting your best foot forward has always yielded good results,” Billy pointed out.

Avalon merely smiled, shaking her head. “You don’t have to come with me,” she said. “It’s just a hearing. I can go by myself.”

“We’re all going to be there for you, Av,” Jason said gently yet firmly.

“Yeah, we’re not going to let you go through this alone,” Kimberly added, squeezing the orange ranger’s hand. “And you know Conner, Kira, Ethan, and Trent are going to be there, too.”

Avalon’s smile pulled at the right corner of her mouth, turning into a smirk. “I meant you lot don’t have to come with me on the bus.” She turned her gaze toward Billy. “I reckoned you’d still be mad about what happened to your truck, yeah?”

Billy did his best to keep his irritation from showing. Of course, the one time Avalon insisted on driving—he was usually the one who took the reins, not quite trusting her to see the road due to her lack of height--resulted in her managing to get his truck stuck in a drainage ditch, bending the axles of his front tires, rendering it useless.

The bus it was.

Sweat dripped down Billy’s back, he shifted back and forth, hoping he’d remembered to bring a can of deodorant in the bag that sat by his feet. Always be prepared. He’d never lasted more than a week in the boy scouts, the bullying over his intelligence was that bad, but it was still something he continued to follow.

His gaze shifted to the side, finding Avalon sitting calmly next to him, looking at something on her cell phone. How she could be so calm, he wasn’t sure, but greatly admired. His gaze flickered to the ‘V’ tattooed on the inside of her wrist, the final initiation that set her into the street gang, The Vipers. The group that eventually led her and the other rangers to her hearing that day, to determine if she’d be charged before testifying at the trial against Chase and the others.

She looked calm, cool, and collected. As if nothing was amiss. The only sign of change was the way she’d decided to dress. Despite being a decade older than her teenage self, on a daily basis Avalon typically continued to dress similarly to the past; her attire, which typically consisting of a leather jacket over any combination of her ranger color, orange, and darker makeup with her long hair loose around her shoulders had been forgone for a lighter spread of makeup spread over her face that made her youthful freckles stand out—and continue to have her carded at R-Rated movies and when buying an alcoholic drink, her hair pulled back into a ponytail with two large strands framing the sides of her face, and a sleeveless orange blouse tucked into a dark skirt.

She kept her head down, looking and smiling at something on her phone. Every few seconds, she’d chuckle to herself before, finally, smiling up at him and angled her phone so that she could show him what she’d been laughing at. But Billy didn’t notice it, didn’t pay attention to the video that’d played, simply stared at her.

The status of their relationship was odd to say the least. Since he’d abruptly left Angel Grove to go to a Peace Conference then to MIT, they hadn’t spoken. For almost ten years they hadn’t said a word to each other. And she was justified in her being angry at him for it, he’d been cowardly and ran away all because he couldn’t handle the feeling of not being a ranger anymore, to know everything he’d worked for was…gone. Because he didn’t feel useful, because he felt that there was nothing more for him in life. So he left, and tore apart something that’d been very important to him all because he couldn’t face how he was truly feeling.

They’d gotten things out in the open, spoke about their feelings and now…Billy wasn’t quite sure what to think of their relationship. He was sure she was still angry at him in some way, many ways. There were many things she still wanted to say to him and he deserved. And yet, she continued to warm up to him as the days passed. He’d missed her while he was gone and it was almost torture to keep himself from talking to her, to keep himself from thinking about her as the days passed. It became easier as the days went on, though it weighed over him.

He wasn’t naïve enough to believe things would be exactly the same way they’d been before, and yet…they’d fallen back into their former relationship quickly. Avalon made fun of him at nearly every turn and he took it, gave it back when needed, and continued to be a calm, supportive force when needed. He was the first she talked to about her upcoming hearing when she became worried.

And now, as he sat next to her, Billy couldn’t help but notice how strong she’d continue to become over their years apart. She didn’t keep things inside and work on them herself, she relied on her friends and family to help her through. (Though her newfound ranger powers probably helped her as well). Nevertheless, Billy couldn’t stop himself from leaning in and placing the ghost of a kiss on her cheek, just below her temple but above her cheekbone.

A reassuring gesture.

Yet, the second his lips left her skin and he got a good look at the surprised expression on her face, he’d realized what he’d done. A flush crept up Billy’s face and he looked away from her, pressing his glasses up his nose. How silly. One gesture to reassure a friend and the next thing he knew, he was back to his teenage self, mentally beating himself up for his impromptu gesture.

He clenched his hands in his lap. So much progress in life; graduated high school early, ran the Power Chamber with the Zeo powers, created the Turbo powers, was a speaker at a Peace Conference, went to MIT, helped create the Lightspeed Rescue powers, and continued to keep in touch with those at NASADA as ranger encounters continued. All that success within his life…and he, a twenty-seven year old man, turned into a teenage boy with no sense of what he’d been doing and the consequences of what he’d done.

Billy clenched his hands even tighter, focusing on the pain that erupted in his hands. He deserved it, he supposed. After all the pain he’d put her through. Billy jumped when he felt Avalon’s hand reach over and curly over his, the steadiness of her contrasting the shaking in his. He glanced at her and Avalon smiled back at him.

Billy relaxed, smiled back at her.

Funny, he was supposed to be supporting her, and she was the one there for him.

Just like always.

#power rangers #fanfiction #Billy Cranston #Avalon Mitchell #BillyxAv #blue burns orange

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The talk (Conner/Tommy drabble)

Summary: Tommy tells Conner that he’s happy that he and Billie have a strong relationship, whatever that might grow into in the future, and emphasizes how important it is to Billie. Featuring a flashback. Note that Billie’s use of the title ‘Daddy’ in the flashback is parental only. This is kind of a nod to @arangerofmanycolors and the parental relationship we explored between Billie and Tommy-even though they don’t like Conner it was kind of inspired by them anyway.

“If this is about who set your lab on fire, I didn’t do it,” Conner insisted once he and Tommy had sat down in his study.

“No, it’s not about-wait, when did you set my lab on fire?” Tommy sat down and peered down his glasses at Conner.

“I told you, it wasn’t me!” Conner held up his hands in mock surrender.

Tommy shook his head. “Never mind. I actually wanted to talk to you about Billie.”

Conner chuckled and said, “Look, Dr. O, if this is the birds and the bees talk, we’re nowhere near that level yet.” Though there had been some heavy flirting, kissing, and lap-sitting.

“No, it’s not about that either, but when and if you two decided to take that to the next level, I trust you to be responsible about it,” Tommy said. “No, I want to tell you how much I appreciate your relationship with Billie. She’s changed a lot since you two have become close.”

“She does seem a little feistier,” Conner admitted. “Sometimes too feisty. “i’ve even gotten her interested in soccer-she steals my jerseys all the time. She looks adorable in them.” Did he just use the word ‘adorable’? Damn.

Tommy couldn’t help grinning, but resisted the urge to tease him. “Her self esteem’s a lot better too,” he went on. “For a while, I was really worried about her. She came to live with me because she’s always had trouble relating to kids her own age, and her parents were almost never home for her to confide in. But even after she moved in with me, before you two became close, there was one day...” His voice trailed off. “I’m telling you because of how close the two of you are. I don’t even think Billie remembers it-she’s blocked it out of her mind. All she remembers is getting sick, and me taking her home and taking care of her.”

Conner frowned. “What happened?”

“I don’t remember the exact details,” Tommy mused, remembering. “But it was bad. Someone humiliated Billie in front of a lot of people-it might have been gym class, maybe in the hall-” He shook his head. “I just remember coming down the hall and-”

“Daddy!” Billie ran to him and threw herself at his feet, clinging to his legs for dear life. “Daddy it hurts, make it go away. Make them stop.”

“Wait, Billie calls you ‘Daddy?’ Since when?” Conner asked.

“It was just that one day and the couple of days after,” Tommy replied. “I’m the most constant father figure in her life right now. But I was worried when she did, because I knew something had to be really wrong.” He shook his head. “Everyone got quiet when they saw me. I picked her up and took her home.” He left out the part about how angry he’d been.

“I’m sure Randall loved that one,” Conner couldn’t help drawling.

“Well even she can’t say no to a sick student,” Tommy replied. “Anyway, she was pretty delirious for the next day or so. Wouldn’t let go of me. I had to do all my work in the lab with her in my lap. When she came out of it, she was still holding onto me in bed and asked me what had happened. I told her that she’d been sick and had had bad dreams-she didn’t seem to remember anything else. I didn’t want to bring that up again.”

Conner was silent for a while, alternating between anger and protectiveness more than anything else. “What happened to the people that hurt Billie? Don’t tell me they got away with it.”

“Oh no; Randall found out what happened, whatever it was-she has her ways-and took care of the punishment herself. I don’t know what she did, but it was effective.”

“We talking about the same Randall?” Conner asked.

“Hey, she can do good things sometimes,” Tommy insisted. “What?” he asked when Conner arched a brow. “Anyway, I hope to never see Billie hurt like that again. Since you came into her life, she’s seemed a lot happier, and you know, I don’t think she’ll ever have to worry about that again.”

“You know Dr. O, if I didn’t know better, I’d say this was the ‘you have my permission to date my daughter’ speech.”

“Conner, you know what I mean.”

“Yeah, I do. Thanks, Dr. O.”

#long post #drabble

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my kiddos valentines plans;

copying danni sorry about it.

ivy; dierks was on set so ivy spent the day with her roomies and she kissed cecily on the cheek and bought her a box of heart shaped chocolates lmao. jack sang to her and she fucking Loved It and she told him that dierks wouldn't mind sharing her today and that she was claiming him as her valentine (i'm so sorry). she didn't see will and was sad about it so she sent him a text telling him that she's upset she didn't get to ambush him for cuddles. she also sent conner and riley valentines cards each lmao none for u monty my dude. anyway she spent the evening with dierks, they probably went for a really nice meal and then went back to his for Other Things.

scotty; as we know scotty went a little overboard on donuts and was trying to see how many donuts it was physically possible for him to eat. how is that boy still in such good shape? the mind boggles. anyways he very unapologetically claimed laura as his valentine but he definitely shot eloise a cute, flirty little text. he tried to summon up the courage to text alfie and callum, too, but he chickened out. he definitely sent out texts in the morning to laura, lydia, evie, and all of the cheersquad (including alex), as well as one to christian too.

hazel; haze was definitely working and she had the best day ever handing over cutesy, loved up cupcakes and donuts and the likes to all her customers (though she was a bit baffled by the lovely gent who decided to order 96 donuts!). she got home and decorated cupcakes with ella, and also put up a cover of herself singing love story by taylor swift cos she's a fucking Nerd.

andrew; drew was on set flirting with everyone. he kissed lo. he kissed maggie and ember, too. dierks ducked outta that shit like there's no tomorrow, and he decided he'd just give emma a hug instead of pushing his luck. but he told her that she was pretty and tried again to ask her out on a date lmao.

amelia; AMELIA FLORENCE BARTEN WENT ON A FUCKING DATE WITH LEVI LOWERY

cody; lmao idk kit gave her chocolates and she gave kit a kiss on the fucking mouth lmao. she actually did not go drinking on this here evening, she sorta behaved which is boring. she doesn't give two shits about valentines tho.

darren; darren, you know fucking what i hate this dickhead. i hate him so much. darren spent a lot of time writing a Song for someone (danni don't fucking look at me), but he also sent taylor, james, brooke, bea, alex, rachel, finn, attie, mellie, and harper valentines cards. harper got the biggest card and he painted a god damn family fucking portrait on it, ferris included, because he's so ridiculous i actually hate him a little bit.

hero; hero was definitely working and she gave riley and foster valentines cards and was brave enough to even give riley a kiss on the cheek and a hug. she went to see greyson and brought him a card too, with extra cuddles and told him that she loves him. she wanted to spend more time with him but she had a date with calvin and she felt really guilty because she was worried about greyson, but there you have it. she also got hunter a valentines gift and sent bennett a text that took her 4 hours, 17 minutes, and 21 seconds to muster up the courage to send. she made audrey breakfast too but she didn't make a fuss or anything, she just wanted to do something nice for her bc she adores her.

billy; billy oh my fucking god billy spent the day pining after simon and then feeling guilty about it. he thought about julian a bit, but less than he did last year on valentines day. he's making progress. he wished simon (AND ALL OF HIS EMPLOYEES) a happy valentines day and then went to see how rhodes was doing. he checked on him probably more than he should have, and told him he loves him and then stole one of the cookies harper made for him. he spent the night cuddled on a couch with harry while watching valentines day and regretted it a little. eliana hid in her room because ew, romance.

jax; jaxy was evie's valentine and he decided not to send ronan a text because he's a chicken. he took evie out for a meal though and they stayed up all night watching movies and waiting for daisy to get back from her date so they could get all the details. at his apartment, of course, because he didn't wanna risk seeing ronan. which means oz was probably present for date talk, i'm sorry baby boy.

daisy; went on a date with reuben and had a great time. went back to jaxy's to tell her wee squad all about it, but she definitely stopped by kit's for kisses, cuddles, and her daily kit time. also it was shane's birthday so she didn't forget about that and she brought him a gift and gave him a cuddle and told him to get his shit together with mickey. sorry bout her.

jason; definitely gave caroline a card that said 'i pika-choose you' on it and he was really proud of himself. he gave her loads of cuddles, as always, and sent delaney, elsie, tara, annie, and wardo cute texts too. he didn't do much, though, and just spent the night teasing caroline probably.

lucy; lucy pined after bea a little, if we're being honest. she also sent james and marley long and soppy texts, but spent the night at home doing nothing.

henry; baby boy went birdwatching with wren and blushed and giggled more than is probably socially acceptable, he had a great time and has definitely bombarded riley today to tell him all about it.

indy; indy went out with justin, raegan, and colton, and spent the whole night feeling nervous and insecure. she told justin he's a dick more than once, but never in front of rae or colton. she also spent the morning kissing everyone and anyone that would have her, cuddled with mellie for a solid hour, and felt really guilty about leaving her. she definitely climbed into her bed once she got home though and told her to never ever let her leave the apartment ever again.

ronnie; ronnie spent the day contemplating making max proud by overcoming his fears and throwing himself into the fucking ocean after seeing the card taylor sent. he watched bend it like beckham but then he just felt worse because he's not dating james, he's not dating david beckham, and he's not dating jonathan rhys meyers either.

lizzie; lizzie thought a lot about conrad, a lot more than she cares to admit, and spent the day with richie of course. she wished conrad a happy valentines day too, and then kissed him on the cheek the next time she saw him. she knows angelica will never let her live it down, though.

katie; spent the day working and tried to say hi to holly but she didn't look best pleased so she decided against it. spent the night with her hons tho, and sent noah the soppiest valentines card the world has ever seen. she got a kiss from angelica and turned bright red but tried to act cool about it, and when a guy chatted her up while they were out she panicked and told him that she already had a valentine and hid behind seth. seth still doesn't know what happened, unless kevin told him because kevin nearly cracked a rib laughing at her.

cassie; cassie was carter's valentine but let's not pretend she didn't give so many cuddles!!!! she made noah pancakes (with extra syrup) and screamed when reuben told her about his date, and helped him pick out his outfit (he didn't ask, she just sort of got ahead of herself), and she made sure to text will and louis telling them that she hoped they had the most super duper valentines ever. she cried when dixie told her about their parents, i'm so sorry. and she sent a secret valentines card to kevin but you didn't hear that from me.

jess; jess pouted a lot and was mad that cassie got to be carter's valentine. he still has convinced himself that carter has a thing for her, and cassie's always talking about just how handsome carter is and even the jess wants to yell I KNOW!!!! in her face he doesn't. he just pouts.

isaac; noah sung to him and isaac pretended that he hated it. noah sung to him and isaac pretended that the flutter in his chest was just heartburn. noah sung to him and isaac pretended that the reason he couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day was because noah just irritated him so much. noah sung to him and isaac's cheeks were pink for the whole of rehearsal.

monty; MONTY PINED OVER RILEY AS PER FUCKING USUAL and had a mini breakdown to adam probably. he gave riley chocolates, and a card, and comics. as a pal though, as a buddy, as a friend. he wished shane a happy birthday too and was far more composed in doing so than he was during any of the time he spent with riley. it was a day.

rose; rose didn't do much. she was working and she kissed clarke, kenny, and harvey on the cheek, and that was that. she also teased kenny relentlessly about harvey but what's new there. then she went home and watched horror movies all night.

david; DAVID KISSED BENJI BECAUSE OF COURSE HE FUCKING DID. and he saw cecily at work and tried to dazzle her with a smile but she seemed a little alarmed and so he tried not to frighten her some more.

blair; went on a date with jimmy, much to robbie's dismay. she didn't mind, she got to spend the day with her fav boy and wellington's newest and cutest farmboy. she was really content and took a cute selfie of herself kissing jimmy on the cheek, as well as taking some pics with robbie because she knows how important memories are to him.

clarke; spent the day thinking about love and wishing that she wasn't such a mess. she bought beau some chocolates and told her what a great job she does, and she probably said something really heartfelt and soppy to rose, kenny, and harvey. she went home and waited for bailey to get back and she made her dinner.

barry; barry got flowers from ellis and tried to remain as civil and composed as possible. he smiled, thanked her, wished her a happy valentines day, and popped one of the flowers into her hair for extra measure. he gave all of his students one piece of valentines candy each, and took all of the cards he received home and stuck them into a scrap book lol. he kept ellis' flowers, too, and put them in a vase and is taking very good care of them, thank you very much. rudy and lola were with their mother so he spent the night alone and he sent caroline a text that he thought was 'cute' but it actually just said 'Have a good one x', so.

cedric; cedric may or may not have shed a tear or two when he saw the drawing from diego, but nobody needs to know that. he has it framed in his shop. he made origami butterflies for diego, and origami horses for nobody in particular. he's not sure why he picked horses, but they just sort of called out to him and now they're hanging from the doorway in his shop. he spent the night with all his pets, though. nothing special.

séamus; dixie wished him a happy valentines and so he had a really really good day. darragh wasn't around all day, probably off drinking and doing lord knows what. he laid low for the day, writing songs and missing home.

rory; kissed ellis and told her that she was his valentine, but he's rory so he went out and ended up stumbling in at 3am with some fella he met whose name he can't recall. a romantic, so he is.

mack; roy forgot it was valentines day and absolutely nobody was subtle in letting her know what they thought about that. she defended him, and defended him some more when he got upset about adam's card. he cooked her a mediocre dinner (no he didn't, he ordered chinese and pretended he cooked it), and got them a cheap bottle of wine (the man is Loaded, but he's a dick), and mack didn't stay the night. she told adam he's a dick but gave him a hug and a kiss and thanked him for the card, even though he's still a dick.

steven; steven didn't know what to do with himself so he just spent the day with his sisters, and sent sonny a text telling him he missed him.

caleb; caleb and becky went out for a meal and did cute couple things. it was nice, they had fun, and he didn't get injured.

jj; wee bab spent the day with mariana (his foster sister) and her daughter, he was working at a novel idea first tho so he saw taylor briefly and panicked and spilled hot coffee down his front. it wasn't cute. he and mariana didn't wanna go back to their house though so he took her and her daughter out and treated them to dinner. then he spent the night painting and drawing in his bedroom, as always.

teddy; TEDDY MET CARTER AND WAS SHOOK AND HUGGED A CUTE BOY. he also had the courage to ask ryke if he wanted to be his valentine bc carter told him that it's ok to ask a straight boy to be your valentine as friends. he was nervous but it was innocent so he figured it was ok. he also hugged wren a lot and he sent his mum a bouquet of flowers and a pretty pearl necklace, and told his parents that he loves them. he probably spent the evening hanging out with ryke though.

jensen; probably glared at lux a little bit while thinking about the fact that she's pretty and that's annoying and dumb. he's a child. he went to work and then hung out at the bar and that was it. he told sawyer she's his valentine, tho. no takebacks.

#things;

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CARNAL OBSESSION by Reily Garrett: Release Blast

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Life on the street molds emotional athletes.

Before he died, Billy had sent her a package in care of his teammate, Conner. For Kendra, re-entrance into polite society comes with a deadly price, as betrayal comes from both sides of the grave.

Conner Crofton owns the BDSM club Ambrosia. After failing to protect his teammate on their last covert mission, penance takes form as a promise to safeguard Billy’s little sister, a girl he’d unknowingly remanded to a world of darkness and uncertainty, deception and psychopathic stalkers.

The past will always haunt us. Each must earn forgiveness and trust as passion, guilt, deception, and betrayal, interweave a destiny formed long ago. A romantic suspense with a twist.

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“You? You own this animated horror show? Conner, what happened to you?” A decade ago, he and Billy had filled her head with fantasies only an innocent could dream, back when sex in a t-shirt carried the easy grace of a natural predator and filled her delusions of eternal love. Time had lent fuel to her imagination. Like a boiler that continued to build up too much pressure, her thoughts skated along the razor’s edge of a volcano. The age-old longing persisted despite current reality’s intervention and the memory of how Conner had led Billy into the military, to his death.

“Hello, Kendra. I’m glad you and your band could make it tonight. I look forward to hearing you sing again.” That sweltry intonation could curl an iron bar, yet there dwelt a deep sadness, as if memories pulled him down a road too often traveled.

An audible gulp. Her mouth opened and closed several times without issuing a sound.

She couldn’t look at him, not when her face flamed with the memories of first infatuation. The disappointment invading her mind now stung the back of her eyelids. “When did you turn into a pervert?” It was too much to bear. She needed the quiet and peaceful white noise of the street, wind chimes on someone’s front porch, a car backfiring, a breeze sifting through the trees and blowing the road’s detritus in small dust devils.

“Nice place you have here, Mr. Crofton.” Daeron, ever the peacemaker, stepped forward to shake Conner’s hand.

“Yeah, all it needs is some spider architecture, pointed hats, and magic wands. Oh, and I think you’re missing a vat of boiling oil.” Mumbled words lost the bite of her intent.

“Can’t say spiders do much for me, but we do have plenty of oil and violet wands. Most women think of them as magic.” Conner’s husky laugh scorched the knot in her throat like melted sand, changing its consistency until acid threatened to spew forth.

“Looks damn interesting.” Daeron’s comment would earn him an all-out brawl later.

Freaking traitor. Men always stick together.

After a moment, Conner’s words sank in. No!

“Violet? You’re gay?”

It seemed bystanders thought her a comedian or imbecile, their laughter creating more blazing heat to encompass her face.

Marc, brother of her current tormentor, took pity as he stepped forward. “Hi, Mackendra. It’s been a long time.” Sympathy radiated from him in waves to envelop her in a maelstrom of cloying, sickly sweet flashbacks she couldn’t handle. Of the four brothers, he’d been the nice one.

“Hi, Marc. Let me guess, you’re also part of this zoo?” Regardless of his intended sincerity, she couldn’t rest her gaze on either man. “This den of perverts?”

“You got it, hon. You ready to work? I’ve missed hearing your zany and spirited songs.” Marc stepped forward to offer a hug yet stopped short of contact.

No! She couldn’t abide the company of men whose lives had been twisted by pain and despair, the last men to see her brother alive. Conner’s presence ushered Billy’s last words to fill her mind before he ditched her for another military stint, his final tour. “You’re being selfish, mongrel. I need to do this, protect my brothers. You’ll be safe here, yet they won’t be unless I go back. When I return, we’ll start a new chapter in life, together.”

Well that sure as hell happened. Just not the way I’d planned.

The physical ache in her heart wasn’t relieved with the pressure of fist against chest. She turned and ran, just as she always did when the agony of memories washed over her. She would never again allow anyone to witness her suffering.

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Life on the street molds emotional athletes.

Three years ago, her brother’s death marked the beginning of Kendra’s new life, an existence with no home, no family, and no friends. Time in the underground byways toughened her emotional shell with the loose association of like-minded street rats where survival meant compromise and constant vigilance. Before he died, Billy had sent her a package in care of his teammate, Conner. For Kendra, re-entrance into polite society comes with a deadly price, as betrayal comes from both sides of the grave. Conner Crofton owns the BDSM club Ambrosia. After failing to protect his teammate on their last covert mission, penance takes form as a promise to safeguard Billy’s little sister, a girl he’d unknowingly remanded to a world of darkness and uncertainty, deception and psychopathic stalkers. The past will always haunt us. Each must earn forgiveness and trust as passion, guilt, deception, and betrayal, interweave a destiny formed long ago. A romantic suspense with a twist.

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An audible gulp. Her mouth opened and closed several times without issuing a sound.

“Nice place you have here, Mr. Crofton.” Daeron, ever the peacemaker, stepped forward to shake Conner’s hand.

“Yeah, all it needs is some spider architecture, pointed hats, and magic wands. Oh, and I think you’re missing a vat of boiling oil.” Mumbled words lost the bite of her intent.

“Looks damn interesting.” Daeron’s comment would earn him an all-out brawl later.

Freaking traitor. Men always stick together.

After a moment, Conner’s words sank in. No!

“Violet? You’re gay?”

It seemed bystanders thought her a comedian or imbecile, their laughter creating more blazing heat to encompass her face.

“Hi, Marc. Let me guess, you’re also part of this zoo?” Regardless of his intended sincerity, she couldn’t rest her gaze on either man. “This den of perverts?”

“You got it, hon. You ready to work? I’ve missed hearing your zany and spirited songs.” Marc stepped forward to offer a hug yet stopped short of contact.

Well that sure as hell happened. Just not the way I’d planned.

The physical ache in her heart wasn’t relieved with the pressure of fist against chest. She turned and ran, just as she’d always done when the agony of memories washed over her. She would never again allow anyone to witness her suffering.

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