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bug-bites · 14 days

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batfam beach episode?? real not clickbait no glue no borax??

cw: nothing! pure vacation beach fluff (p≧w≦q) also barely proofread,,,

pairing: gn!reader x batfam (NOT ALL AT ONCE.)

characters: dick grayson, jason babygirl todd, cassandra cain, tim drake, damian wayne (all intended to be interpreted as either romantic or platonic unless its damian. ik in some comic runs he's like an adult but hes like permanently 12 in my head and i dont fw that :/)

a/n: im back with a new dc obsession tee hee (soz to everyone who wanted more abt the cod guys or spiderverse im comicsmaxxing and redhoodpilled) will probably make a part 2 w/ bruce, babs, steph, and duke eventually :3c

Dick Grayson haha dick

oh he loves the beach so much

the sand beneath his feet make him feel nostalgic from when he would practice tumbling with his parents in the circus ring i think there's sand in circus rings right? I dunno someone fact check me on that one

the victim of being buried in the sand, always asks for a mermaid tail but ends up with something like massive sand tits (courtesy of either tim or jason), he laughs it off anyways

somehow gets the worst tan lines. He wore a swim shirt one time and never again because the tan lines looked SO BAD which is a total shame because he tans gorgeously

will beg to do play shoulder wars i have no clue if this is the right name, again fact check me for this thing where you get a piggyback ride from someone and you try to knock someone whos also getting a piggyback ride over in the water

you’re on his shoulders since bro is strong asf and you square up against tim and damian

obviously you lose because hello that's damian wayne we are talking about but at least its fun!!

cass and jason are forever the undefeated champions of shoulder wars though, that goes without saying

Cassandra Cain

shes always seen beach episodes in animes that damian practically dragged her into watching so when she gets to actually go to a beach she is so excited peak sibling bonding is dragging your siblings into your interests

loves building sandcastles and writing things in the sand, watching it get washed away, and then do it all over again

hold her hand and jump over waves together on the shore and she will be the giggliest and happiest human being alive on planet earth

but out of all the beach activities she loves beach volleyball

shes actually scarily good at beach volleyball for someone who has never played volleyball before

dick thought it would be fun to teach her and have a friendly match between him and bruce vs you and cass

yeah bruce and dick were COOKED. huffing and puffing like they have a vendetta against the three little pigs at the end of it while cass is like “this is so fun, lets go again!”

ends the day with a little sunset stroll along the shore i need her so bad you do not understand please bbyg ill treat u soooo well

Jason Todd

beaches are fun on paper for him, in person not so much

PERSONAL HC INCOMING! He gets migraines after the lazarus pit so he can only have so much fun before needing to lie face down with his head covered with a beach towel to make everything less overwhelming or he wears sunglasses the entire time

he brings a book to read at the beach and stays in the shade the entire time yes he is that bitch

usually at home in the comfort of his little library he likes to read things that have an impact on him or just stuff that makes him want to analyze deeper. think books like frankenstein, lord of the flies, all quiet on the western front, just generally heavier stuff

but his vacation books? totally different. usually something super light, maybe a shitty romance book that you find in walmart which are clearly just results of book packaging, or a some booktok recommendation he got for shits and giggles because it just was so laughably bad, maybe even a childhood feel-good book like percy jackson or the little prince (mostly just books he would not grieve over if sand permanently got in between the pages)

he tried reading a colleen hoover book once and honest to God wanted to toss it into the ocean HE WOULD HATE HER BOOKS AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL

but out of everything he likes watching you enjoy yourself, his book wasnt that important anyways. show him that funky sand dollar you found or that really cool piece of seaglass, he’s probably gonna bring it home with him. a little keepsake along with the millions of grains of sand that never seem to go away

Tim Drake

Burns so easily

At first its kinda cute, like hes asking you to help him get that spot on his back he just cant seem to reach and its just a little sweet moment between you two as you rub the sunscreen into his sore muscles

But then it happens again. And again. And again to the point when he goes up to you, you automatically reach for the tube of SPF 100+

I just know his vitamin d deficiency goes crazy

Leaves the beach looking like a lobster, sunburnt, a crazy bump on his head from getting hit with a volleyball, and some god awful sunglasses tan lines

Overall, beach activities are not really his thing bros job is NAWT beach

Enjoys the boardwalk a lot more than the beach itself, likes the touristy stuff but still goes to the beach because dick loves it and he loves his older brother :(

Damian Wayne

i feel like he wouldn’t care too much for typical beach stuff. like at every beach that has sand and decently clean water you can do most beach activities

one thing that is never 100% consistent at all beaches is what lives on the beaches. this boy will spend hours staring into tidepools

bruce was lowk concerned because his son did not gaf about normal beach activities that kids do but eventually he reached a point where he was like "i mean at least hes having fun and being safe"

i feel like talia would always show him books of sea creatures when he was little but he never ended up being able to see them in their natural habitat someone take this boy to an aquarium now

tells you fun facts about each creature you come across

will scold you if you take a shell from the beach, definitely says some shit like “how would you feel if someone ran into your house and just took your bed?” based though, leave shells at the beach yall! taking them is like bad for the ecosystem

brings his notebook around and has little sketches of the sea creatures

even though typical beach activities arent his favourite, he doesnt hate it. he likes that he can catch a break from all the vigilante stuff and spend time with his family as a family and not just as a team

loves scuba diving. idk it just somehow makes sense and i think he would look really stupid in a wet suit

also i feel like he would never mention it but in his mind hes fully thinking "this is just like a beach episode" but he would rather die than say it out loud FUCKING NERDDD

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audhd-nightwing · 6 days

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pjo x batkids

DICK & JAY

neither of them know they’re demigods, dick thought john grayson was his bio dad and jason thought catherine was his bio mom.

hermes met dick’s mom while she was traveling with the circus. he stayed with marie for about two years after dick was born (taking care of him while she performed) before leaving. a few years later she met john grayson and fell in love. she would often read dick greek myths but never told him about his parentage.

after dick’s parents die in gotham, he (10) is sent to juvie and then an orphanage, which he runs away from.

he survives on the streets for a few months by busking (performing tricks for money) and living in abandoned buildings that no one else can reach. he then meets 8 year old jason todd who is living with catherine and willis todd. they bond pretty much immediately and dick visits him every day. they do cons and steal tires together, plus dick is an expert pickpocket. he is there for jason when catherine and then willis die, and they live in willis’ shitty apartment together.

about a year later they are found by a satyr who explains that they are demigods and that there’s a summer camp for kids like them. they are VERY distrustful at first because that sounds crazy but also it’s a satyr so maybe they’re not lying. eventually they decide they might as well go, gotham is a shithole anyway.

they get to CHB without incident bc neither of them really attract monsters and the Gotham Stench hides their scents anyway. they are the first of the batkids to arrive at camp.

dick (11) is claimed by hermes about three weeks after arriving. him and jason (9) live at camp year-round. when he’s 16 dick becomes head counselor of hermes cabin.

JASON

son of athena. father unknown. was left on the streets and found by catherine todd, who convinced willis to take him in. he was living with them when he met dick. they immediately bonded and after jason is orphaned they live together, until a year later when a satyr finds them.

he’s not claimed for a while after arriving, but doesn’t really mind bc it means he gets to stay with dick. eventually claimed years later but still eats lunch with the hermes cabin cuz dick is his family.

CASS

hades/bruce meets lady shiva and falls in love with her deadliness. they have a child together but he has to abandon her bc the ‘no more kids’ pact the big 3 have.

sandra wu-san meets david cain while pregnant and tasks him with training her daughter. he agrees and lady shiva leaves soon after giving birth. cain does not know she’s a demigod. he trains her to be the perfect weapon and hades/bruce can do nothing about it without alerting his brothers to her existence.

her powers manifest after the first time she kills someone (at 8), and she runs away. she travels across the world for years until a satyr finds her and brings her to CHB. she (10) is claimed soon after, and enjoys living alone in the hades cabin. chiron and babs teach her how to read and speak, even tho she’s learned a bit over the years. she arrives a year after dick (12) & jason (10)

TIM

athena met jack and janet drake at one of their archeological digs, and admired their intellect. she gave them tim as a gift. jack and janet spent the first few years of his life at home with him, until they decided he was old enough to join them on their travels. he was an incredibly smart child and was very self-sufficient, so it didn’t cause them any trouble. he didn’t go to school, but had a tutor that accompanied them on their trips.

when he is 10 his parents die in a plane crash that he survives. after their funeral, he ditches NYC (where they were buried) and athena sends an owl to guide him to camp. he arrives at CHB about a year after cass (11) and 2 years after dick (13) & jason (11). he is jay’s favorite bio sibling.

STEPH

daughter of hermes. raised by crystal brown in gotham until a satyr finds her (11) and brings her to camp. frequently exchanges letters with her mom. arrives a year after tim (11), two years after cass (12), and three years after dick (14) and jason (12)

claimed few months after arriving at camp. she is dick’s favorite bio sibling

DUKE

son of apollo. one of the rare apollo children that can control light. raised by his mom in newark until they were attacked by a monster and his mom was injured.

he left in order to keep her safe, and went to CHB (which apollo had told her about, and she told duke about). he keeps in contact with her through letters and iris messages. he is claimed about a month after arriving at camp. he (11) arrives two years after steph (13), three years after tim (13), four years after cass (14) and five years after dick (16) and jason (14)

DAMIAN

similar to lady shiva, bruce/hades is captivated by talia’s deadliness. they have a child together, which she tries to hide from ra’s, but he soon finds out and learns he is a demigod. to him, this makes him even more fit to ascend the demon throne (the LoA is a cult, and the lazarus pit is magic).

damian is trained to defeat monsters and humans alike, and is gifted a stygian iron sword for his fifth birthday. bruce/hades had told talia about CHB, and she is finally able to send damian there when he is 10.

he arrives three years after duke (14), five years after steph (16), six years after tim (16), seven years after cass (17), and eight years after dick (19) and jason (17)

BABS

has been at CHB since she was 13, the same year dick & jason arrived. she is the new oracle of delphi. basically rachel elizabeth dare. is 21 when damian arrives. was paralyzed at 16 when she tried to interfere with a prophecy, and has been in a wheelchair since

HELENA

daughter of ares, became a Hunter of Artemis at 16 (the year duke arrived at CHB)

#pjo x dc #my au #pjo au #dc comics #dick grayson #jason todd #cassandra cain #tim drake #stephanie brown #duke thomas #damian al ghul #barbara gordon #helena bertinelli #my writing #percy jackson #demigod au

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bookshelf-dust · 1 year

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all because of a fucking skating rink.

billy hargrove x fem!reader

word count: 3,294

warnings: swearing, mentions of broken bones, injury and healing, reader has anxiety, doesn’t like to be away from billy, college sucks, fluffy fluff

a/n: another from the archives. i hope you guys like this. i'm kind of in love with it, which is rare, so but here i go overthinking it. anyways, enjoy. i love you guys.

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In December of 1985, a Rink O' Mania sprouted up down the street from where Starcourt Mall had been. The chain of skating rinks at been expanding slowly, but Hawkins was always extra slow at catching up with the west coast.

December had seemingly been a good time for it to open, since it was below freezing in Indiana, and teenagers needed something to keep them occupied. Parents needed an excuse to get their kids away for a couple of hours.

Eleven had written to all of her friends in Hawkins about the Rink O' Mania in Lenora, and how she'd convinced not only Will, but Jonathan too, and occasionally Joyce, to skate with her. She wrote about how she wished they could find out how fun it was.

When the rink opened, Max wanted to go. She figured it couldn't be difficult. She could skateboard, after all.

The first couple of times, Billy agreed to take Max, but only if she went with a friend. So Billy drove Max and her selected friend—Lucas—for a while, like he had for the arcade, and they busted their asses together. Then Dustin found out, and was pissed they were leaving him at home. Billy was less than thrilled to have three shitheads in his car at least once a week, if not more.

In March, Vecna showed up. But they'd handled it. The unusual group of 15-year-olds, their parents, their siblings, their odd friends-of-choice, and Billy, had taken care of it. Not to say they'd all come out unscathed. He'd gotten to Max. Shown her images of her brother she'd never wanted haunting her memories, showed her the fate of Hawkins, of her loved ones. He'd told her she couldn't run.

But she had. And now Vecna was dead. Max had broken her arm in that try-and-save-the-world plan of theirs, and been pretty fucking beaten up, let alone scarred. Incidentally, Billy had become ten times more protective of his sister. He called her his sister now.

He'd been there throughout the entirety of her recovery, just like she had been for his during the summer. As shitty as it was, bonding over their Upside Down related trauma had brought them a lot closer.

When her arm had healed and she'd been cleared to skateboard again, Max'd tried that before anything else. Billy would sit on the stoop and watch her, smoke a cigarette to calm his nerves. But he'd only allow himself one or two, because he really was trying to cut down. After saving up money to get the Camaro fixed, he didn't have all that much spare cash lying around anyways. What he did have he tried to give to Max.

Eventually, she'd asked if she could go to the rink again. Told Billy that she'd still take Lucas and maybe someone else, that they'd watch out for her. He'd agreed, but he'd seen too much happen to her. So Billy found himself going in to the skating rink with Max and her assortment of friends.

He wasn't proud of it, and he didn't enjoy the shit music they played over the loud speakers, the same list of songs over and over again.

He did enjoy watching toddlers and pre-teens eat shit on the wooden floor. He'd order fries or get a drink or wander to the pinball machines to keep himself occupied. Occasionally wander outside to smoke.

The first couple of times he didn't notice you. And in your defense, you hadn't noticed him either.

You'd loved to skate when you were younger. Had a pair of skates that you wore in until they needed new wheels and you'd changed the laces more times than you could count. But that was the mid 70s, and the rink you'd liked as a kid had long closed and been converted into a parking lot or some shit.

Now you came as a stress reliever. Skating was one of the only things you felt like you were actually good at. That you could do for fun and no one would grade you on it or tell you you needed to do better next time. It was for you. It was the one thing you had for yourself. Until Billy.

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You'd met Max shortly after she started coming back to the rink with her friends. You'd complimented the shoes she'd been putting back on, as the both of yours had been in the neighboring shoe cubbies. They were an old pair of Vans, which had just started showing up in Hawkins. You'd gotten some at the mall, before that went to shit.

Max was endeared by you simply because no one had ever complimented her on something she wore before. Occasionally you'd sit together and have a milkshake or something along those lines. Get to know each other.

She'd picked up on the fact that when you showed up with your Walkman though, that you wanted to be alone. She'd wave, and you'd reciprocate, but then you'd both go on with your skating business.

On bad days you took your Walkman with you, to drown everything else out and just try and calm down. It was also a perk since most of the time the music they played in the rink was shit. On one of those bad days, you saw Max come in with Will and someone else. The someone else you figured was her brother—Billy, she'd told you—though whenever you hung out with Max before he was off doing whatever. And he was gorgeous.

He was wearing jeans, a gray shirt sloppily tucked into the waistband, worn out converse on his feet. You almost tripped over yourself the first time you saw him. And even on the good days you found yourself looking for him after you saw Max.

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Billy had slept like shit one night before he ended up at the rink again. He was starting to worry about Max less, and was frankly just sick of showing up. He was sitting at a table, eating fries and finishing a soda when he looked up, eyes wandering to try and see Max, finding her spinning around in a far off corner.

But then, he saw you. Headphones covering your ears, in baggy clothes, skating around and around. He realized he'd seen Max with you before, but never alone. He was suddenly pissed at himself for not taking a minute to look at you. He thought you were fucking beautiful.

You looked like you were having fun, even though your brow was furrowed in concentration and you rolled your eyes as some probably-eight-year-olds skated much too close to you. He could see your fingers drumming on your thigh every once in a while, and the way you'd just slip your hands into the pocket of your denim jacket and glide around was mesmerizing to him. He found himself looking for you the next few times he was there.

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This was the last night, he'd decided earlier, that he'd keep an eye out for Max. He'd settled in an empty booth, messing with the cuff on his wrist, before looking for you.

Billy didn't know how long you'd been there, but it was a Friday night, and the more crowded it got, the more tense you seemed. Before you gave up skating altogether, you'd just lingered around the edges of the floor, but then it got too much, and you decided to head out.

You moved from wood to carpet with ease, gliding over to the shoe cubbies and plopping down on a bench to change. You moved your headphones from over your ears to around your neck, pausing the song. Coincidentally, the booth Billy had chosen was right next to your bench.

You looked up as you finished tying one of your sneakers, making eye contact with him and immediately blushing, which pulled a grin out of him.

"Hi," Billy drawled. You weren't expecting him to talk to you, and your palms started to sweat when you realized he had an earring in.

You looked down, double-knotting, "Hi."

"I've seen you hanging around a certain red-haired little shit. Hope she's not bothering you or anything," Billy told you.

"Nope, not bothering me. She's pretty sweet. I quite enjoy the sarcasm." He laughed, warm and hearty.

"Yeah, she's very good at that," he said, propping a leg up in his seat.

"I'm Billy, by the way."

You nodded. "Yeah, I figured. She's mentioned you before." He reciprocated your nod and you told him your name. It seemed then that the both of you wanted to talk to each to each other, but didn't really know what to say. Billy was starting to think his game was off, but realized you were quite literally the first girl he'd spoken to since Starcourt.

"I guess you're headed out? I'd say I could buy you a milkshake or somethin', but I won't keep you."

There was no way you'd turn him down, not with his cheeks pinked like they were, and his curls tied into a loose bun at the base of his neck. "Yeah, I was gonna go. It's getting too crowded out there. But a milkshake sounds nice."

You followed him to the counter and then back to the booth, sliding in across from him. You plucked the cherry from the whipped cream, popping it into your mouth. He'd done so simultaneously, when you started chewing and coughed out, "Cherry tastes like shit." He laughed, wiping his mouth off.

"It really does. I've never had a cherry taste that fuckin' bad." You spent the next hour talking to Billy, either nonsense or whatever he'd wanted to know.

Max, Lucas and Dustin went to find Billy and go home, realizing he was talking to a girl. To you. Lucas and Dustin both muttered an "Oh, shit," on seeing you with him, but Max was thinking you'd be good for him, actually. In fact, she was kind of happy.

"Hi guys. Fancy seeing you here," you said upon their arrival. Billy looked at you, a glimmer in his eye, and when you looked back at him, the both of you giggled like you'd been caught doing something you weren't supposed to, even though you hadn't.

Billy scribbled his number on half a straw wrapper before he left, leaving the other side for yours, and you carefully tucked the thin paper in your pocket.

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You still had the aging straw paper, but now it lived pinned to the cork-board in your room, next to a folded up letter he'd written you. Billy wrote it a few weeks after that night at the rink, telling you how beautiful you were, and then he asked if you wanted to go to the movies. It was the simplest thing, but knowing it was from him, that it was his handwriting, that he'd taken the time to write it, made you put it up on the wall.

You'd been getting closer with him over the last month-and-a-half-ish, and were now sitting on his bed, his legs draped over yours. He had shorts on, so your hands rested on bare skin.

"Are you going to school in the fall?" You questioned.

You'd been meaning to ask. But you'd been afraid to. If he was surprised that you had, he didn't show it.

Instead, he stretched his arms out over his head, and smirked at you when he caught you eyeing his happy trail as his shirt rode up. "Yeah. Sorta need to. Think it's the right thing to do. And my grades were good enough, so I had two or three options." You nodded, afraid to ask your next question.

"A—are you leaving?" You turned your head, eyes wandering anywhere but him.

Billy could see that the thought was worrying you, so he took pride in telling you, "No. Not leaving." Your head turned back to him, a small smile grazing your lips. "You want me gone or somethin'?" He teased.

"Oh, yeah. Just trying to get rid of you." He slipped his hand into yours. "No, uh, I don't—I don't want you to go. Was worried maybe you'd picked something far away. I know that's selfish of me, though." He laughed lightly, finding it hard to believe that someone could want him around. Could want him to stay.

"Nope. Going to the University just outside of Hawkins. It's like thirty minutes away or somethin'. Couldn't really afford to not go to school. Gonna need a good job at some point."

He rubbed up your arm. "What about you, sweet thing? Gonna leave me?" You poked him in the stomach.

"No. Lucky for you, looks like we're going to the same school. Guess you won't be getting rid of me either. It was cheaper to stay in-state, and I thought about Indiana State, because they have an eastern campus, but I'd rather stay at home, I think, until I get used to this grown up shit."

He understood that. As much as Billy wanted to get away, he didn't like the idea of having a roommate or having to socialize more than he had to. He knew college was likely to have more pricks than high school, and he wanted to cut down his intake as much as possible. But knowing you were going to be there, that made him feel a little better. He knew college was going to be hard, that he was going to have to try hard. But he'd have you.

He sat up, pulling his legs from over your thighs. "I don't wanna sound excited or anything, but uh..." He trailed off, scratching his nose. "Since we have to take the basic classes and shit, we could try to sign up for the same ones. Like the sections, you know." You swore your heart grew at his words. You didn't have friends. You had Billy, and that was it. So you expected to get through college alone, and you were content with that. But knowing he'd be there, that you could talk to him, it meant everything.

"Yeah, we could." You smiled at him and moved a curl from where it was twisted around his earring. Billy had this look in his eye, and he was suddenly pulling you into his arms. "We'll be okay. You and me." He rubbed his hand up your spine, and you smiled into his neck. He could feel it against his skin, and smiled right back.

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College was ass. It was hard, and you were stressed, what with the workload and getting used to everything: the campus, your schedule, having to do everything for yourself. Billy was a little more used to doing everything on his own, but he never shied away from comforting you when you when you were anxious. Not to say he wasn't anxious. As much as he'd been a partier in high school, he didn't like huge crowds, not anymore. The buzz made him nervous.

When the two of you had worked most of it out, you'd try and eat lunch together on the couple of days you were there for a long period of time. He'd buy sandwiches and meet you in this secluded spot you'd found behind a greenhouse. And your heart clenched every time he had to go to class. But he'd press a sweet kiss to your forehead, to both of your cheeks, and tell you "You're gonna be okay, pretty baby. I'll see you later."

There were evenings when he'd sit with you in the library, in your favorite corner, the both of your textbooks and papers splayed out over the worn wood table. You'd work until it was dark, and then pack up, and when you'd gotten outside he'd move his backpack, fixing it on his chest. He'd then get you to stand on a stair and hop onto his back, and he'd provide you with a Billy-certified-piggyback-ride to the car.

College wasn't your favorite experience. It just wasn't. You didn't really get how anyone could like it. But you had Billy, and it was so much better with him. So you liked it a little.

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By the time fall break came around, the short four-day-weekend provided to you in October before the longer November break, the both of you were exhausted. You'd had a handful of exams before the break, and had studied your asses off. And you still had exams post-break, which meant the recess wasn't really what it was supposed to be, finding yourself still studying to the best of your ability.

On this night though, you and Billy had been working and working, and decided to take the evening off, just to spend time with each other. You could study some more tomorrow.

He'd taken you on a drive, rolled the windows down and played music, loud, but not loud enough to hurt your ears, letting you both be obnoxious teenagers before you weren't teenagers anymore.

You'd eaten greasy ass food, gotten the good stuff that campus damn well didn't have. You were excited to have something you hadn't had in a while, being too nervous to find new places to eat on campus and sticking to the same things over and over again. But everything was easier with Billy. It was easy to breathe with him. And Billy felt the same way about you. For the first time in his life, he didn't feel tense all the time, didn't feel like he needed to have a guard up, be ready to fight if he needed to. He felt safe. He felt safe because of you. With you.

He was lying half on top of you. You were nestled in his pillows, and his head was on your chest, cheek pressed against you firmly. His leg slung over yours. You played with his curls, listening to his steady breathing. You didn't think he was asleep, so you ran a hand above the waist of his sweatpants, where his skin was exposed, and he shivered. He'd liked that spot.

A little after that though, his breathing hitched. You couldn't see his face from where your head was tossed back to allow him room against you, so you thought maybe he yawned. But his chest felt a little shaky, and you started to worry.

On top of you, Billy had suddenly become very overwhelmed with emotion. Laying with you like this, going to school with you, having you in his life all because of a fucking skating rink, led him to be content. Billy was happy. And so he started to tear up, thinking about you and all you'd given him, and even though he tried to stop it, which he'd gotten very good at, the tears just spilled over. He felt weak at first, but knew you wouldn't see it like that. You never did.

"Billy, sweetheart are you okay?" Your voice broke him out of his stupor.

"Yeah. Fine."

"Can you look at me then?" He shook his head immediately, nuzzling further into you, sinking down your body to try and bury himself in your abdomen. "Billy, it's me."

He pulled himself to his knees, displaying his teary face to you. "What's wrong, Billy?" He put his hands on the bed in front of him.

"Nothings wrong, sweet thing. I'm just—I'm happy. I'm fucking happy. Because of you. With you. And I haven't been happy in a really long time." You held your arms out and embraced him. And even though there were tears wetting your shoulder, you could hear the smile in his voice when he said, "I'm happy and I'm in love. And it's all your fault." You cackled in response.

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tiajk · 7 months

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Here are the black batsis head cannons

warnings: crack, Love lots of it, shitty parents, sibling bonds, things that only make sense to black people, so sad racism, your a vigal i’m this

This is one of the things you guys voted so here you

So for the sake of the plot you are very very african like you have the accent and everything (it can be whatever you imagination chooses light heavy whatever ) bruce had known you through a drug deal he had busted your father he's was selling drugs when bruce chases him all the way to your apartment your home he had found your mother overdosed your father now where to be found and you just sleeping in the room

You waking up when you feel a certain caped crusader watching you in your sleep

When gordon and the police came they took your mother to the hospital she didn't make it your father they caught him at the bar and he is going to prison for the rest of his life

Gordon knows he has a thing for kids that need a home

You had gone home with im the next day and had been apart of the batfam ever since

You had been adopted right after Jason so that made you the first girl (before he died) Dick was 17 Jason was 12 you were 11

You and dick weren’t that close because of the age gap but he made it work he visited the manor more for you and Jason like going on missions together and dropping you off to school you made fun of his red head fetish a lot tho

you and Jason were the closet because of your age but you guys shared some of the same interest reading is the most common one. something you guys do a lot is trade books you will read his stuff and he’ll read your it’s like a little book club

now you and tim were very rough at first of course you were mourning jason’s death and tim comes along it was alot,for you but you loved him no matter what

Damian….when you guys met he thought you were like everyone else unimpressive and unimportant but you treated him the same way it only lasted for a week when he saw you in the garden drawing the scenery a way to relax but you guys relate to each other the most because your both not white it’s connects you guys more

Stephanie and you were close asf she was always in love with who you are and your confidence you guys would always have girl days with cass ofc she would do you make-up a lot she wants to experiment because the boys are all the same and Damian won’t let her (unless you ask him)

now you and cass when she came to the manor she didn’t talk much and your were just fine neither that you were her voice in situations and when she started to talk you were so proud of her you always helped her no matter what

NOW U AND DUKE WERE LOCKED INN you guys are the only African-american people in the house so y’all just did things that made sense to you guys like taking your shoes off in the house, WASHING the chicken before you season it but anyways whenever the family said some where people things y’all gave each other the “I know he didn’t just say/do that” the family doesn’t understand for example one time it was your birthday your 21st birthday you had 2 of the biggest and i mean biggest party possible the first one was for bruce’s friends and all the fake bitches that were only there for money and show themselves off

the second party was for your friends and siblings like the justice leagues kids and every true friend you’ve grown to love over the years after cleaning the party you guys would hear a noise from down the hall jason and his bright mine said let’s go check it out before the rest of the fam could find you two y’all had already bolted sure you were vigilantes but you were not doing no scary shit tonight

Alfred he loved you with all his heart dont tell the others but your his favorite he teaches you how to cook his food and you can do it perfect your the only one who hasn’t and ever will get a ban from the kitchen

Bruce and you weren’t always the nicest to each other but you love each other to death your just like him a workaholic and doesn’t take brakes unless there needs to be sometimes not even Alfred can pull you away but bruce comes and carry’s you like the little girl he wish you still were you TRY and i mean TRY to teach him how to cook it’s terrible tho

Selina was like your mother too you she thought you how to be strong like nothing else you guys went on a few heist together she always listens to you when no one else does she’s always there for you

One thing that the batfam will do for any and all is protect one another from racism,villains anything

you also got flirted with a lot by wally,roy, anything that could lay there eyes on you and they all hated it

#tiajk #batfam x batsis reader #batfam x reader #black coded reader #black reader

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amorhedera6 · 5 months

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ok ok matthews family lore idc idc idc

natalie thompson, the youngest of five, grew up in hatchetfield her whole life. she attended hatchetfield high and was with her high school sweetheart, kenneth, starting in her freshman year up to her graduation. he dumped her in the middle of the summer before they went to college, because he was going to get out of hatchetfield, and she had no interest in leaving.

she attended hatchetfield college for psychology, and in her freshman year there, she met bobby matthews, who was attending for history.

robert “bobby” matthews was the oldest of two, and had lost his mother when he was only five. he spent his whole life trying to learn more about her, which led to a passion in general for learning about the past. he attended sycamore high, and absolutely loved it there. he knew his school was considered lesser, but he loved it. he had no previous relationships before meeting nat, who he became quickly smitten with.

the two began dating a few months after meeting, agreeing to take things slow, since nat wasn’t completely over kenneth. however, when they started dating, she was swept off her feet by him quickly. they bonded over their love of learning and of hatchetfield. they were entranced with each other, the most annoying couple to be around when you were single. all their friends would laugh that they found their soulmate at orientation, you lucky bastards.

they moved in together their junior year, getting a small college apartment, and discussed the future. they wanted to spend their lives together, and they both knew it. bobby planned a big surprise with all nat’s friends, her parents, her siblings, everyone important to her, and had a big public grand gesture proposal on the hatchetfield beach. she said yes, of course.

they waited until after college graduation to get married, because they wanted their own house first. it being the 80s, they got one relatively easily as bobby got a steady salesman job in town. nat continued going to college. the two were the perfect stereotypical newlyweds, absolutely obsessed with each other. she was pregnant before their first anniversary passed.

eloise matthews was born only seven months later, early in her file very and setting a trend for life. she liked order, cleaning things up, being tidy. she was the “perfect” daughter, always getting straight a’s and never sneaking out. if she wanted alcohol, her parents would provide her so long as they knew she was safe, and everyone was happy. even as a baby, before she was in school, she’d help her mother with her homework.

she was only two when she got a little brother, paul. eloise was made to be a big sister, because she taught paul how to be orderly and tidy like she was, until they both liked structure just as much. paul was a simple kid, he liked trains as a toddler, history books as a child, and cooking as a teenager. he didn’t want for much, kept to his few friends, and hardly complained.

after paul was born, nat got a job teaching psychology at sycamore high. it was an elective class, and they also had her teach an english class, but she loved it. she adored the students there and sycamore, which (along with bobby’s love for it when he had attended) cemented to the couple that their kids would go there.

when paul was three, the youngest was born. christopher was different than his brother and sister, a little less organized and neat and tidy. he liked to follow his every whim, do whatever he wanted. chris was more adventurous than his older cautious siblings. he enjoyed the freedom his parents gave to him, was very chill. he played baseball in high school, had a good amount of friends, but wasn’t afraid to drop a friend for being shitty. once in high school, a friend said some fucked up shit about eloise’s appearance chris called him an asshole and threw him out of the house.

when eloise was fifteen, she met david lipschitz. he was not necessarily a bad boy, much more of a nerd. but the two found rebellion in each other, dating when his parents didn’t allow him to. his overbearing but loving parents were strict, so she was introduced as a friend that he was only allowed to hang out with at the library with a chaperone. (unfortunately for all of them, it was usually paul.)

when they were 18, david told his parents that he loved eloise, and he wanted to marry her. he asked their permission to date her, and they granted it. he gave her a promise ring, and they set their future plans high, applying for the same out-of-state college to leave hatchetfield and start a life together.

it came tumbling down when, just a month before graduation, eloise discovered she was pregnant. they got married over the summer and moved in with david’s parents. he was an only child, and both paul and chris still lived at him. all of both families worked together to raise money for the baby, and eloise and david both got standard boring jobs.

when they found out it was twins, david fainted. trevor lipschitz was born two hours before his brother, and he loved to act like that made him a big brother instead of a twin. the two were very different, with trevor being a cool theatre kid and richie being a nerd and a weeb, but they got along well.

the same year the twins were born, sycamore bussed paul and a bunch of other students over to hatchetfield high to see their production of brigadoon. paul was so uncomfortable the whole time, hating seeing people dance and sing. he realized how much he hates musicals, even if the lead was gorgeous. it was awesome for him when his nephew became a theatre kid.

richie had a lot of health problems, asthma, chronic joint pain, and hyperhydrosis. when he was 6, richie developed an ear infection and lost some of his hearing. the whole family learned sign language, and he knew how to read it, but his stiff joints made it hard for his hands to move quickly, so he never did it. he got diagnosed with autism at 7, and they looked into trevor not too long after to see if they shared it, but trevor had adhd.

when the boys were 14, they got a little sister. rachel was a lot like her mother, enjoying order and stability where her brothers were a little messier. she loved to read and did so constantly. anything that might happen to her, trevor and richie swore to protect her. she never told them that she could defend herself, liking that they wanted to look out for her.

paul went to hatchetfield college for technology, not because he was particularly interested in it, but because his best friend james was too. they became dorm mates, and by the end of freshman year the two had fought so badly over living conditions that they weren’t friends anymore. paul started dating a boy named wesley, who he was with for a few years. when wesley cheated on him, chris slashed three of his tires.

chris met amanda campbell his sophomore year of high school, and the two became best friends. she was considered family by the time they were in college, both going to hatchetfield. he went for architecture, and she went for art. the two insisted constantly that they had no romantic feelings for each other, but when mandy started dating some guy from one of her classes, chris would seethe. he said he just had a bad feeling about him, and his family was all kind enough not to point out that the feeling was jealousy.

the two ended up dating their senior year of college, and moving in together not long after. they waited it out as mandy finished school, becoming an elementary school art teacher, and chris started work at an architectural firm in clivesdale. he hated the commute, but it allowed him to do what he loved, and he was not moving to fucking clivesdale.

he proposed to mandy on her 25th birthday, and got married later the same year. they had the perfect story, high school best friends to lovers, slowburn. they had james “jimmy” matthews a year later, a rowdy little boy not unlike his father. he liked monster trucks, dinosaurs, and screaming. three years later, they had alexa. she was a sweet baby, liked laughing and giggling.

paul loved his family, but sometimes he felt a little lonely in it. his parents were perfectly in love and had been since they were 18. his sister and brother both found love in high school, and he was 30 years old, living with just his cat, working at a tech job he wasn’t passionate about, living for when he watched his nieces, nephews, and spiritual niece alice. all his friends he knew from work, and while his family never actively did anything to make him feel lonely, he was sometimes. he felt hopeless. after all, he couldn’t even give the beautiful barista at beanies his name, let alone ask her out.

(this is lore going up to tgwdlm, so it ends there but i want you guys to know that he takes emma’s name when they get married and name their son matt perkins, then their daughter is named addison jane, but everyone calls her aj.)

casting ideas: natalie “nat” thompson-matthews played by kim whalen, robert “bobby” matthews played by nick lang, eloise matthews-lipschitz played by jaime lyn beatty, david lipschitz played by curt mega, richard “richie” lipschitz, trevor lipschitz, and paul matthews-perkins all played by jon matteson, rachel lipschitz played by kendall nicole, christopher “chris” matthews played by jeff blim, amanda “mandy” campbell-matthews played by angela giarratana, and jimmy and alexa are like baby toddlers so i don’t have casts for them.

#i’m only slightly insane about them #i can’t help it i need the lore i crave it #paul matthews #tgwdlm #the guy who didn't like musicals #black friday #bf #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #nightmare time #starkid #hatchetfield #richie lipschitz #trevor lipschitz #trevor npmd #The Rambles

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sofoulandfairaday · 9 months

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Since you did a James HC post, do you have any Lily headcanons?

Lilyyyy. Let's get right into it, sorry for the delay loves.

Kind. Incredibly kind. She would help a younger student in need, and always give friends and foes alike the benefit of the doubt. She wanted to see the good in people.

Part of her internal struggle, when she grew up, was grappling with the evils of the world. There are people who are truly evil, who want to see you hurt or dead just because of who you are. This painful realisation ultimately made her steely, stronger.

Short-tempered. She would get irritated, yell, even hex, very quickly, but it would also pass very quickly. She wasn't rancorous.

This is also why she didn't make peace with Severus even after he apologised. If she had just been angry about him calling her a Mudblood, she would have probably forgiven him. No, it was the realization, like we see in that scene outside the Fat Lady's portrait, that they had become fundamentally different people. They didn't share the same values, they didn't see the world in the same way.

And since she was a woman of principle, she couldn't accept being a Death Eater's “exception to the rule”.

She was popular but had few real friends. She didn't have the life-changing friendships James had (better yet, she did in Severus, but we all know how that went), so when they got together, his friends basically became her friends too.

She got on well with the Marauders, Remus most of all.

Still, I find it a bit sad (personally).

She probably had very cordial, even good relationships with the Gryffindor girls in her year, but it was the kind of friendship that dies down after school.

Good grades, but she also studied a lot. She wasn't naturally talented like Sirius or James, she earned every single success (and she had many, academically speaking).

Remus' study buddy in their last few years.

Very good at Potions, which was also her favourite subject. I think she would have grown up to work in the field if she had been given the chance.

Also a skilful duellist.

Idk if Hogwarts had a little student-run newspaper at the time, but if it did, Lily definitely wrote some very pro-Muggle articles in there. It got her more than some harassment from the Slytherins.

She grew up in a lower to middle-class background. She wasn't dirt poor like the Snapes were, but she wasn't by any means rich. She grew up with some of Petunia's hand-me-downs and listened to her parents' relief when they heard they wouldn't have to send her to university. This gave her an appreciation for money that James didn't have.

She wasn't superficial by any means, but as a teenage girl, it must have been wonderful to have a boy buy you gifts (even expensive ones for their age) and take you out on “fancy” dates.

Loved being a witch, used magic even for the most minuscule things, but was very proud of her Muggleborn heritage.

Had she lived, she would have loved Hermione. “Mudblood and proud of it!” is something I can see Lily saying.

Unlike Hermione, she wasn't a SJW-type. I don't see her as someone actively fighting for house-elf rights, for example. I can vividly picture a conversation between her and Hermione that goes a bit like some conversations between young feminist girls and their (still feminist) grandmothers when you try to explain intersectionality or something of the sort.

Bonded with Sirius over their shitty siblings.

James was her one and only boyfriend. She had crushes before, maybe even kissed a couple of guys, but she was one of those girls who just didn't have time for boys.

This being said, her crush on James Potter started way before seventh year. He was charming, popular, good with a snitch, funny. However, her dislike for him was absolutely genuine. She liked him but she would have never given him the time of day hadn't he changed.

She never hated Severus. Even years after they were no longer friends, the thought of him aroused more pain than anger. And I do think that, had she survived Voldemort's attack, she would have eventually forgiven him and patched things up with him (although it is my firm belief that things wouldn't have gone back to what they were).

Not even on her part. She wouldn't have fallen in love with him or anything, but he was one of the few things that was hers before it was her and James'. It was one of the things that connected her to her childhood, that sense of lost youth that we so often seek to find again when we grow up. No, had Lily lived, Severus wouldn't have seen her the way he did in canon. He was directly responsible for her death and spent his life crushed by that guilt. Whether you liked them romantically or platonically, being responsible for another person's murder shifts your whole world. If she had lived, he wouldn't have put her on a pedestal and she likely wouldn't have remained the most important person of his life even years after her death.

#asks #answered #hp headcanons #lily evans #james potter #severus snape #jily #marauders era

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One Smart Dino

OMG... a new character bio after literal months? Yes! Finally!

Bio: Alphys usually acts cold and callus towards new people. This is most likely a defense response from her home life. Her older sister, Hollie-Ann, is favored by her parents due to her status as the "good religious girl" with a promising future as a housewife, compared to Alphys... Wanting a career in a field deemed "masculine" by her family - that being science, she typically gets her fair share of lectures and looks from her family who want to convince her to change her mind. She ain't budgin', though.

Basic Info Full Name: Alphys Dorothy Hollens Nicknames: Dotty (by her mother only; she hates this name) Age: 17 Height: 5'6" Gender Identity: Cisgender (female, she/her) Sexual Orientation: Homosexual Medical Issues: Nearsightedness Can't Leave the House Without: Headband, glasses, microfiber cloth

Relationships Goliath - Father, prefers to not talk to him Kiki - Mother, tolerable compared to her father Hollie-Ann - Sister, unaware of the damage being done Undyne - Crush, admires from afar Cil - Friend, bonded over shared feelings towards their respective older siblings Fresh - Best friend, since middle school, baby! Paperjam - Acquaintance, lab partners in science class

Miscellaneous Little Facts - While all fields of science are fascinating to her, she's particularly interested in robotics. - Her mother gave her the middle name "Dorothy" as per a family tradition for the second born. - Alphys wears the arm covers solely for the twisted gratification of pissing off her parents. - Speaking of, her parents are VERY traditional. Meaning she has to keep her homosexuality hidden from them. - I struggled hard on her color palette, until I discovered Fairy Grunge, and I was in love with the harmony of colors. - The butterfly-like jewels hanging off of her shirt collar are a family heirloom. Her sister has the pink ones. - Currently, she's working on a prototype robot which she hopes will be able to be her lab assistant. - She really only talks to PJ during science class, but they have deep and interesting conversations when they are together. Recently they've been discussing ancient artifacts. - Alphys has dexterity with her tail. She taught herself this skill because she needed extra help in her lab. - Her "lab" is just her cluttered desk in her room. - She eats ramen way more than she'd like to admit. She knows it's not healthy, you don't gotta lecture her... - Anime has become her escape from her shitty reality. - Alphys has gone through the most drastic changes throughout development of this project. At first she was shy and sweet, then angry and done with everything, and now she's just defensive, but an overall good person. - With that previous point being said, every time her mother calls her Dotty she wants to murder someone.

#studentsechoes #reference sheet #alphys

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gardenerian · 1 year

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Mel I am wondering when you think Ian told Mickey about Monica. When Ian had his first low episode, Mickey didn't seem to know what bipolar was or that Monica had it. Fiona said it. And then at the beginning of season 5 they both seemed to be avoiding the whole conversation about Ian being sick at all. And then Ian was hospitalized and then arrested and then Monica came back and then they broke up and then Mickey was arrested. I don't know. When do you think they finally had the time to discuss Monica? Ian's connection to her? How he insists he's not like her? Thanksgiving? I don't know. Just having Monica thoughts today.

how could you do this. you KNOW this is one of my favorite things to discuss 😭 and now i have no choice but to delay my ironing to take this way too far and Upset Myself.... but in a way that i thoroughly enjoy???? come on, chrissy. just gotta - *trips over self to start talking* - ugh. anyways. buckle the FUCK UP.

you're right - the timing never really allowed for any real conversation about her. mickey probably asked after ian came to find him in 1x09 - but it was likely surface level and i doubt there was much actual discussion before the Freezer Bang.

"the fuck was that about, gallagher?"/"psycho mom is back."/"fuck."/"yeah." [fumbling for pants ensues]

maybe mickey heard whispers about monica around the neighborhood, just like anyone had heard them about terry. and ian was still so resentful of her in s1/s2. if they talked about anything to do with monica, it probably wasn't her illness. maybe an offhand comment as they got more comfortable with each other in s2/s3. bonding over shitty parents - but not a lot of detail, i wouldn't think. there just wasn't time!

i don't think he talked about her at all in s4/s5. not to anyone. he was too sick and probably too deluded about his time with her. it had to confusing - to be so defensive of her, to want to connect with her, but also to still resent her and feel so viscerally offended at being compared to her? not to mention all the drugs and sexual trauma that resulted from being with her..... while suffering through vast changes and mood swings on top of that? impossible to sort through.

and part of s6 (i think) was internalizing it all. he's so fucking depressed in that season. remind me to go off on that another time. i don't think they would have really talked about her in the s7b arc, either - he probably wanted to talk about his job and laugh and fuck and soak up that time with mickey in the sun.

and then s8. i cannot speak of it askjfh he had nO ONE TO TALK TO ABOUT HER AND I KNOW MICKEY WOULD HAVE LISTENED I AM SICK ABOUT IT.

so i really think their first real conversation about her must have been in prison. isn't that wild? mickey probably picked up clues over the course of their relationship, and he definitely learned about bipolar disorder. but as much as we like to think that ian is chatty and emotional and soft.......... he's a closed book about certain things. and monica + their illness is absolutely part of that. so mickey hearing about monica FROM IAN probably took all these years. not for ian to trust him or anything - but i think. just time for ian to find the vocabulary. and the time. and just to be able to talk about it without so much pain.

so it probably starts with ian talking about what happened, everything that led to the van. losing her and losing mickey, feeling lost. mourning her alone. getting sick and losing control without seeing it again. feeling powerful and special until suddenly it was all over.

i think he probably wanted to be truly heard, finally, by someone that loves him. the siblings tried (mostly), but their own experiences with her clouded it over. which makes sense! but i think as they settled in, and as they told each other the stories that made their time apart, monica finally came into play.

how hard it was to lose such a complicated figure..... how he was the only one (save for carl, who was away at school) that didn't have a last happy moment with her. how his last moments with her were so hurtful and angry. but how he saw her and she saw him. she loved him, she made him feel special, even if she never came through for him. and he'll never see her smile again - and how, despite the pain she caused, he probably always thought he'd see it again.

at first, i think it was about mourning and connecting. letting it all out. they trade their horror stories about mexico, the cartel, the shelter and church, gay jesus..... the recent past, ya know? but then i think that the routine will get to him.

it's good, the structure. wake up, meds, work, downtime, meals, lights out. but i also think that the monotony would get to him before too long. the agitation as he is still recovering from a major episode. so i think that's when he'll start to get frustrated.

because he always said he wasn't like her, right? it drives him in many ways. to avoid putting himself and his family through that pain. but look where he is - he didn't flee, like she might have. he didn't drag his family into the legal battles, either. he's doing his time and trying to make it right.

but with the boredom and frustration and stagnation.... he's gotta wonder how much better he's doing. god. how SLOW recovery feels when the progress is not so visible, and when you have so much more to build up. he lost his job. and i think he'd talk about her more here. how he feared this. how scared he is that this is it. or how his family must be feeling about him now. her stealing from them, leaving them behind, putting them in danger. traumatizing her children on thanksgiving because she could never just get help and stick with it. it'll scare them both, talking about that day. but he's never really had the chance before - life just kept happening.

and this is where mickey kinda gets the earlier picture, i think. the things that were happening in s1/s2 come out. things he'd heard about in passing and pieced together. only now more directly from ian, finally. and his final break in s5 would probably come up here, too. particularly taking yev and ending things with mickey.

this is what they'll work on together. probably always, but starting while they're together all the time in prison. ian's fears of becoming unreliable, unworthy, and irredeemable. mickey's fears of never being able to keep him safe and close, of never being free together again. they'll heal over time together, always working at it.

now - the s4/s5 era. i think that's harder. i still don't think he's talking about all that yet. still vague mentions of being with her, of random memories that might pop up. but this era - the club, the men, the drugs, the uncontrolled mania, the crash. this is more intensive. i'm thinking this is a longer process. i'm not sure what the catalyst is. i'd hoped storylines like 11x03 and HOS might spark it.... in an ideal world, if i were in charge, it would be around here. and your fic, too, with tami and ian working through things together. feeling steady and stable, at last, in a way that allows him to talk about it and heal.

he and mickey have SO MUCH trauma. maybe after frank passes, they have a bit of a wakeup call. life is happening! here it is! to give themselves their best chance, they gotta do some work. so........ hopefully they'll keep talking about her. and not just the hurt! i like to think that mickey will give ian the space to remember her laugh, and the way her fingers felt in his hair. his mom. maybe they'll bring her flowers now and then.

and mickey will know her and ian will remember her, and she won't be such a ghost. she'll just be a fact of his life. someone to learn from, even now. i think ian will always be a little sad for her, but i think the gallaghers will all let go of their rage in time. frank and monica were who they were, and they gave the gallaghers each other. that's huge. ian will always work to live the life his mother never could, and he'll always have mickey there to tell him how well he's doing 🥺

i'm fine, why do you ask????

#*touches ground* something happened here #chrissy you always inspire Such Thoughts #i love you #i am not a monica apologist she just makes me SO SAD #GOD #shameless meta #mel answers

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ohyeah0 · 2 years

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A/n: shitty writing. Never proof read this so safe journey. Thinking of making it a book. The sinner part does not come out in this one maybe in sort two.

Warning: smut, swearing, jealousy

Word count: 2k+

[sinner] [P1]

mattheo riddle. rich, powerful and dangerous. he was always destined for this life. it was chosen for him way beofe he had even gotten his name. his mother and father, both big names in business, knew that one day their son would have the honor of carrying on their legacy.

so they sent him to the best school there was, Hogwarts. and that’s where it all began. during first year mattheo met draco, the rich spoiled kid who’s parents visited their house frequently. they were briskness parters so their kids were bound to form a bond of some sort. mattheo also discovered that adriel, one of his long time friends was also going to attend the school as his older sibling were there doing their fourth year. and that’s when he met azalea. when they met they didn’t like each other that much. both of them had completions for now reason. and they fought over who deserved adriels attention.

After three years, azalea and mattheo formed a bond. they began to quarrel less and talk more. but unfortunately draco made a move first. Draco and azalea were that couple. the one everyone admired and wanted to be like. they were everything. they dated right up until sixth year. Draco became more silent and distant. that led to fights between him and azalea. it didn’t end well. the two ended up breaking up after a two year long relationship.

mattheo and azalea started dating three months after Draco and her broke up. people were suprised yet it was bound to happen eventually. school ended quite too fast but that didn’t stop them from continuing .

After school Mattheo immediately got to work on his duties. The company was already in his name as his parents were planning on retiring soon.

With zalea on his side he archived all his goal worked endless nights just to make sure he was stable.

For him.

And for her.

“zalea!?” mattheo screamed for the bedroom in search of his wife. he would never get used to calling her that. calling her his. as soon as they had finished school he had asked zale to marry him. he didn’t want to lose her again to anyone. do they got married.

“in the shower love.” zalea said calmly form her place behind the shower door. mattheo walked in loosening his toe and pants as he strutted and sat himself on the bench right next to the tub.

“what’s wrong theo?” she asked gazing up to look at her husband who’s chest was rising up and down rapidly.

“Draco.”

that was all he had to say before she knew what was wrong. Draco had not been happy to know that his business partner had married his ex lover. Even free him and zalea broke up he couldn’t let go of her.

“he called my office talking about you. he started talking about the times you two— did things. He then sent me a bunch of pics of you naked. Taken in spots in this very house. He’s been watching zalea and I promise you it’s driving me nuts. On more stunt and I’m ready to kill the asshole.” mattheo huffed out dragging his hands over his face.

“hey hey listen to me. I’m yours and yours alone. Let the idiot continue day dreaming cause I’m not leaving you. I’m yours. You’ve already destroyed me for everyone. yours and yours alone got that?” zalea said bringing her hand to his face and stroking his cheek.

“Mine and mine alone you say?” Mattheo said grinning madly and forming a smirk on his face.

“Yes— daddy.” She muttered but she never got to finish her sentence before mattheo had slammed his lips onto hers. He quickly got rid of his clothes and hoped into the tub next fo her. His lips found her neck and slowly wandered down to her breasts. he teasingly flicked her nipples making them hard and perky under his teasing tongue.

The pleasure she was receiving to her nipples and neck was sending electric shock waves to her pussy.

Mattheo looked up at his wife and smirked as he saw the flustered look she had on.

Zalea reached under the water and grabbed mattheos cock, stroking up and down against the forskin. Mattheo threw his head back and groaned quickly while sucking another hickey into zaleas neck.

“Theo fuck fuck me please.” She begged looking at him through her big eyes. Mattheo smirked and fixed himself under her so that his boner was pressed right up against the opening of her cunt.

“My pleasure mi amor.” He grunted while thrusting up into her.

Draco sat at his office chair looking over at his computer which has the cameras footage on it. Live footage. He watched angrily as Mattheo kissed his girls neck. How she moaned as he played with her tits. Those tits we’re gonna be the death of him.

He watched the long footage multiple times looking at mattheo pleasing her. The girl he loves. The girls who belongs to him.

She may not know it but he owned her. In every way possible.

After watching the footage for the 15th time draco slammed his computer screen shut and he turned swiftly around his chair. He stroked his chin looking at the glad wall of his office.

All this money and he still couldn’t get the one thing he wanted. Screw being rich if he can’t have her. Azalea Zabana.

Mattheo walked into my office after I called him up for a meeting. It wasn’t really a meeting as such. It was more of a way of seeing if he had any of her marks on himself. He was already five minutes late.

Suddenly the door burst open and speak of the devil himself, mattheo, walked in. he looked scruffy. like he had been shagging someone before he got here. probably his wife.

I hated saying that. the fact that he got to have her. it had been over six years since we broke up and that was in high school, but her.

Her.

she was everything and I couldn’t find anyone who would meet her standards. not that I had tried anyway.

“you’re late.” I muttered not having the tolerance to speak to him right now. “sorry got held up.” he answered back licking his lips.

Filthy pig.

“shagging someone?” I asked with my eyebrow raised but quickly chuckled to let the issue slide and so did mattheo.

we discussed for a few hours about the business and new services we were planning to add to the business. after a while we got bored and eventually got carried away drinking and talking about women. he only talked about her though. the one thing I couldn’t have was her and he got to walk around talking about her like she was a golden trophy.

a knock erupted from behind the door and my personal assistant, Nancy, walked in with her clipboard .

“sorry sir to disturb you but mrs riddle is currently waiting outside for him.” she said pointing outside the window to where an expensive black car was parked. and just outside the door was her.

I hadn’t seen her for over a few years and she looked different. she looked like the wife of well Mattheo. and that disgusted me.

“well little lady is waiting for me, so I’m going to leave now.” mattheo muttered and walked out without waiting for my response.

mattheo climbed into the passenger seat of his wife’s car. Azalea was seated ready to start driving them both home.

“baby, you good?” mattheo asked her as he adjusted his seat so that it was lying back.

“no. Draco was ogling me from his office window. I feel scared sand unsafe. He seems to be doing something. I can’t get the thought about being watched by him out of my head. I’m scared.”

Azalea was never scared. Her being scared meant she was really worried.

“baby don’t worry. I have an idea. I’ll call up Yvonne and ask her to look up a few houses a little bit farther from here if that will make you better?” mattheo suggest looking to his wife’s direction.

“Yeah. That would be great.” She answered as she pulled into their driveway.

They made their way out of the vehicle and entered their home but as soon as azalea shut the door Mattheo was all over her.

kissing her roughly, intensely and with passion. she felt the need growing in between her thighs, clutching them to gain any kind of friction.

“do you want me to fuck you?” Mattheos asked in a sultry voice making azalea quiver with need and anticipation.

“fuck yes theo, please.” She mumbled bunching up his shirt and pulling him for another kiss. He mumbled a quick “jump” and azalea followed the order jumping and letting mattheo grip her thighs as he took them to their bedroom.

Mattheo smashed the door shut and pressed azaleas needy body on it making her groan in pleasure. his hands were everywhere; her ass, thighs, back, hair. Every square inch of her body had been explored by mattheo. He knew her inside and out. her sensitive areas and what made her snap.

His hands began to wonder in between her thighs stroking slightly, enough to send a wave of pleasure and arousal to her cunt. he began to kiss her collarbone slowly making his way down to her chest where he ripped the shirt she was wearing. A sudden gasp escaped her mouth, shock evident, but soon turned into a breathy moan as mattheo bit into the flesh uncovered by her bra. her hands tugged at Mattheos hair, gripping onto anything she could. he then took his free hand and slid it round her torso to undo her bra. As soon as it was off her attacked her breasts massaging one while sucking and kissing the other. her perky little nipples were enough to drive mattheo wild. Moans flew out of her mouth as well as profanities which made Mattheos dick twitch inside his pants that suddenly felt way too tight and contracted.

He began to kiss lower, her stomach fluttering as he placed a kiss on the beginning of her panties. His hands went to the sides of her underwear and gripped the material but instead of pulling them down like a civilized human being he ripped them. Azalea squirmed when she saw this a whimper leaving her mouth making mattheo smirk.

“You like it when I’m rough don’t you? You little slut. No one and I mean no one can see you like this, you’re mine.” He grunted now parting her legs and placing one of them in his shoulder. He started of by blowing onto her throbbing nub and licking slowly at her opening, purposely avoiding the nub that throbbed painfully.

“Please theo.” She breathed out. Mattheo chuckled and pulled away and gazing into her eyes.

“Please what?” He said bringing a finger to her clit and making rough yet agonizingly slow movements. Her face contorted to one of absolute pleasure. Sex with mattheo was always good. He knew what he was doing and better yet, he knew how to please her.

“Fuck— please faster.” Mattheo granted her wish and began to move his fingers at an extremely fast pace while lapping at her cunt. Her taste always got him drunk.

The way her pussy clenched around his tongue was driving him mad.

“God shit theo I’m cumming—.” She screams into his ear while she releases all over his fingers, so much that she squirts.

“Well shit.” He says grunting and wiping the sides of his mouth, his hair dripping from the amount of arousal she released.

Azalea stumbled over the bed and lied down, exhausted from the pleasure she just received. Her breath coming out as short and quick. Mattheo chuckled at how tired she was and walked over towards the bed, sitting next to her naked frame.

“You good?” He asked lying down next to her.

“No.”

“Think you can give me another?” That sent her head bolting upward and staring at him.

“You’re crazy.”

“Please it’s only fair. I made you cum now it’s your turn to do the same to me.” He whined tugging at her waist.

He stood up and began undoing his pants . Once he got them of he pulled down his boxers revealing himself to her. All 9 inches of him. For her that sight would never get her bored. She struggled to place herself on his lap, supporting herself by his shoulders.

“You ready?” He asked stroking his cock back and forward to collect her wetness. “Yeah.” She whined as he plunged into her from below, shuddering as he felt her walls fluttered around him. A hiss escaped her mouth as her clit rubbed against his pelvis sending extreme amounts of pleasure jolting through her body.

“Shit, just like that. You take me so well princess.” Mattheo praised while quickening his pace of driving into her cunt.

“Slow down theo.” She moaned but Mattheo quickly did the opposite. She felt herself unravel all over him, bringing her to the second orgasm of the day. Her head pounded and her thighs shook violently, almost licking mattheo of her.

His thrusts became sloppier and less coordinated showing he was near to finishing. Just as he was about to pull out she tugged at him and pulled him back into her.

“Cum inside me. I want you to fill me up.” She said maintain eye contact with him while riding him.

And he did just that. Filling her up till it dropped down between the twos sweaty bodies. Rope after rope he released inside her making her whine.

“Fuck—.” He muttered finishing of and pulling out. He walked or more like staggered down to the bathroom where he took a damp towel to wipe down zalea.

“You did so well.” He praised while wiping her clean while she just muttered incoherent sentences. When he came back from the bathroom she was already softly snoring with her head on the pillow.

Mattheo shifted her so that he could climb into the bed as well, sliding under the sheets with her.

Draco’s pov

Again I had to watch him enter my lovers body. Giving her pleasure that she was only supposed to receive from me. That was it.

At this rate he was only doing it to piss me off. I could tell he knew. From coming in looking all scruffy and fucked out to talking about her over drinks, I could tell. The asshole had taken my precious away from me.

Well it was only a small amount of time before I took her back for myself. He kept on crossing the line, knowing that we were once lovers and talking about her purposefully around me.

The door to my office swung open and in walked Crabbe and Goyle who looked at me awkwardly.

“Sir you called for us.” Crabbe said trying to sound confident but his posture told me otherwise.

“I need you to do a job for me. Are you willing?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good.”

#dracomalfoy #hogwarts #draco malfoy smut #jealousy #mattheo riddle #oc #sinner

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mvltisstuff · 11 months

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Hey!, can I get a fluffy story where buck and his little sister (the reader) are just having a brother and sister bonding time. If that makes sense:)

here with me - e.b

summary: y/n finds out her boyfriend cheated on her, so buck helps her get through it

evan buckley x sister!reader

i’ve never written a sibling story so hopefully this will be good!

scrolling through her latest instagram feed, y/n was relaxed in one of bucks living room chairs. she always makes herself home in her brothers apartment. buck was busy getting himself something to eat in the kitchen, so it was just y/n in the room.

y/n had graduated high school and saved up a ton of money from working and different freelance gigs to move out of the small pennsylvania town. she was accepted to one of the best LA colleges.

growing up, her parents barely paid any attention to her as their focus was all on maddie and doug, or buck and whatever he had gotten into. it took her a while to be able to come to her siblings as she had always felt isolated from them. however, after moving across the country to change her life and relationships, she found buck and maddie again. they worked on rebuilding their relationship. because for a long time, she felt so abandoned by buck and maddie as they had plans of leaving together, but never once mentioned it to her. she knew she was too young, but being trapped in a house lacking of love was almost impossible to deal with.

when checking out everyone’s stories, she saw the parties and dinners everyone was having whether it be friends from pennsylvania or from home. she clicked on someone she met in LA, who had attended a massive party off campus. everyone was clearly heavily intoxicated with god knows what, jumping and dancing around.

one particular person stood out though, someone who looked very familiar to y/n’s eye. he was dancing up against someone with his eyes shut, and his lips pressed against the random girls. y/n watched the video as her boyfriend made out with someone she doesn’t even know. she knew it was him. he wanted her to go, but her time with buck was more important than some stupid rager.

“alright! i have everything you could imagine, chips, beer, ic-“ buck cheerfully walks over to his little sister, placing the plates on the table before he notices the broken look on her face. “hey, are you alright?”

y/n doesn’t respond, not knowing what to say. she didn’t know if she should tell him or just keep it to herself for now. she thought about how she was supposed to be seeing her boyfriend tonight, but that was absolutely not going to happen. “y-yeah, i’m fine.” she lies through her teeth, not peeling her eyes away from the phone screen.

“c’mon, y/n, what’s going on?”

“it’s nothing, buck!” she shouts, a little louder than he had. “sorry, i just- can i stay here tonight?”

buck looks at her with a surprised look, she never really asks to sleepover, but he’s excited to have her anyway. “yeah, of course,” he says. “but if somethings going on, i have to know.”

y/n contemplates for a few moments, deciding to tell him before matters get worse. “i think, um, he’s cheating on me.” she starts, tears forming in her eyes. “look,” she points the phone to him and shows her older brother the heart-breaking video.

“what the fuck, man?” buck has a furious look on his face, his eyebrows are crinkled and his eyes shine with anger. “yeah, you’re not going back to him tonight, you’re staying.”

the two stay silent for a moment. buck doesn’t really know how to comfort her, wanting to make her feel better but there really isn’t anything to say in such a shitty situation. buck never really liked y/n’s boyfriend, but he didn’t want to say anything about that know. he didn’t want to rub salt on the wound. “are you… will you be ok?”

“i thought he loved me,” she whispers. “he said so, but it was all a lie. i’ve done so much for him and he does this?”

“i know, but he does not deserve you,” buck comforts her and moves in closer. “he clearly cannot see the resilient, kind girl that you really are and he is not worth the trouble and definitely not these tears. it sucks, and it’ll suck for a while, but you’ll realize that he is nothing but shit, and you will be happier without him. someone who loves you would not do that, y/n.”

y/n looks at buck with sad eyes before jumping into his arms. he’s taken aback by the abruptness of her embrace, but he wraps his arms around her anyway. “thank you, buck.”

“that’s what i’m here for. love you, kid.” he says.

“love you too,” y/n smiles and wipes a few of her tears. “i don’t know where to really go from here, we live together.”

“well, the apartment is under your name, and he has lots and lots of people. he doesn’t deserve you anymore.”

“i guess, but he’s going to put up a fight.”

“then me and maddie will deal with it, don’t worry about him,” buck grins and continues. “he’s dead to us.”

“he’s dead to me,” y/n repeats and nods in response, laughing as the hook their pinkies. as they do this, maddie walks into the apartment, seeing the interaction.

“without me? you’re doing the pinky promise without me?” she says, running over and putting hers in without even knowing what it is. she doesn’t have to, though, knowing that whatever it is, she will always be there for them.

y/n knows her brother and sister will be there for her whenever she needs them. she knows exactly who to call and who’s house to show up to at midnight. buck has been a happier person since maddie and she came to LA. as all the buckley’s are together, they sit in the comfort of each others presence.

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proudfreakmetarusonniku · 6 months

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au idea I had just before a nap (or maybe it’s an old one I just remembered it’s hard to tell I’ve been obsessed with c!prime for so long. or both maybe it’s an idea that mutated into like an au of an au)

c!dream is a witch in a steampunk sort of world, and like all witches in this world he has a familiar. familiars are spirits bound to an object or being that has importance to the witch, it’s not really something they can control, but the witch gets powers based off of their familiar and the familiar gains the ability to communicate and transform into a demi-human form (so a cat familiar might be a cat most of the time, but she can become a human with minor cat traits, like ears and a tail- enough it’s still obvious at a glance she is not human, but allowing her to do anything a human may do).

now normally a witch either develops a familiar naturally (usually at around their early 20s, though it’s been observed as young as five or six or as late as their eighties) or they can be trained to develop quicker. but c!dream wasn’t born a witch, so normally he wouldn’t have been able to develop one. but as a consummate mad scientist in any universe, c!dream did intense and painful experimentation on himself to make himself a witch, since those who aren’t witches are looked down upon and he was sick of being ignored and exploited.

this nearly kills him, not that he cares- he’d rather be dead than powerless. but after gruelling months of a slow and painful transformation, leaving him permanently weakened, he finally manages to succeed, and he's so full of joy he immediately forms a familiar. this, of course, is c!tommy.

now, c!dream owns very little and lacks any close bonds, cutting them off to focus monomaniacally on his research. but he's deliberately prepared. he knows what sort of power he wants, and he’s done enough research to know what will grant him the charisma to be beloved. alone in his creaky apartment, with nothing else, he was bound to grow attached to the stuffed doll that was all he had for comfort. and so, it becomes the vessel for c!tommy.

from him, c!dream gains an aura of comfort and trust around him. people want to rely on him and listen. it’s not the charisma of a leader, but the one of a trusted parent or older sibling. and that’s what he wanted- he wants power, yes, but more than that he wants to be loved. more sinisterly, though, his spells revolve primarily around emotional manipulation, leaving him an excellent manipulator if used subtly, along with a limited form of immortality with the ability to make himself more youthful (though this also effects his mind, so he’s careful with it).

but by this point, he's so destroyed by the experiments mentally and physically he cares more about having a friend. but like. obviously it’s c!dream so he’s shitty about it. he's intensely possessive over c!tommy, controlling every aspect of his life and responding with abuse to any minor provocation, before love bombing the shit out of him. now, this isn’t illegal- familiars are considered extensions of their witches. c!tommy has nowhere to go, and his existence on this plane depends on c!dream. so he’s stuck, and he’s heavily manipulated into viewing this as normal and a sign of how important he is, but he’s still c!tommy, so he resents it heavily, and rebels in what little ways he can, even though he still genuinely sees c!dream as almost an infallible figure because he genuinely doesn’t know any better.

as c!dream ascends the ranks, c!tommy's existence becomes a gilded cage- and c!dream's curiosity remains, so he's very frequently experimented on. as long as c!dream lives, he'll always come back, anyway, so even if it hurts c!tommy justifies it to himself. besides, if c!dream figures out how to come back like he does, then he'll never have to go back to the hell of nonexistence. c!dream does genuinely see him like a friend and family member, and enjoys spending time with c!tommy, so he still develops into a loud and brash, stubborn and deliberately obnoxious kid, but he's absolutely brainwashed still.

but then he meets c!wilbur for the first time. now, c!tommy meets other witches and familiars a lot, because c!dream will take any opportunity to show him off. but none notice any signs of anything wrong- if anything, they see c!tommy as spoiled, treated better than if he was c!Dream’s own child (they still have Victorian ideas on child rearing so like, actually being affectionate towards your creation is like honestly better than most parents). but c!wilbur notices how jumpy c!tommy is, how much he apologises, the way the seams across his skin are slightly patchwork. and c!wilbur is pissed.

see, c!wilbur is the kid of c!philza, and c!Philza is one of the leaders of a rebellion seeking to overthrow the corrupt power structures where witches rule above all. as a familiar himself, c!Philza and his wife/witch c!Kristen grew painfully aware of how abusable the system was, and so they set about subverting it the rest of their life.

c!wilbur disguises himself as a witch, but he’s something outside of that- half witch, half familiar, somehting that shouldn’t be possible and only exists bc of a magic ritual his parents invented. so, knowing c!dream's curiousity, he reveals that and works with him on experiments to gain his trust, waiting for an opportunity to rescue c!tommy (since c!dream always has him around, even when doing unethical experiments). but he soon realises that c!tommy genuinely is unaware of how wrong his treatment is, and that this won’t be as easy as an escape- he'll have to convince c!tommy of his own worth first.

#dream smp #primeboys (derogatory)#this came about entirely by thinking about how fucked up the idea of a familiar could be if u were a dick to them #abuse tw #human experimentation tw #i mean not human in Tommys case but he’s a person #manipulation tw

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audhd-nightwing · 2 years

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more of punk!steve bc i adore him

steve first runs into the Party at the arcade (where he works part time because he wants to make his own money as a ‘fuck you’ to his parents and cuz it’s a chill job) and he becomes their favorite worker and they become his favorite customers. one day steve takes a smoke break in the parking lot and sees some kids bullying the Party and his older brother instincts kick in.

he walks up behind the party like “well well what do we have here?” and the Party is like “steve!! :D” and steve in his leather jacket and ripped jeans and combat boots glares down the bullies and they scamper off. from then on steve tells the kids to go to him if someone is bothering them and it becomes town-wide knowledge not to mess with byers wheeler henderson & sinclair. he basically becomes their personal Scary Dog.

the parents end up wanting to meet this young man who kept bullies away from their kids (and they’ve heard all sorts of rumors about him and he dresses like That so they’re suspicious) and steve’s like “yeah sounds great!” and immediately charms all of them because he’s a sweetheart and does genuinely care about and want to protect their kids. from then on he’s the go-to babysitter / ride to school / campaign host. steve pretends to be annoyed but he loves it and treats them all like they’re his younger siblings (especially lucas and dustin)

joyce and steve bond especially and they have coffee dates every sunday and just talk (joyce tries to get steve to come to her when he needs help or just someone to listen). at first everyone who sees them is super confused because what is paranoid mother Joyce Byers doing with the high school bad boy Steve Harrington?? but after a couple months it just becomes commonplace and people will even stop by to say hi

i also think jonathan and steve would end up being best friends in like freshman year and steve would get jancy together in s1 (steve and nancy don’t date). he’s never a third wheel though they have a great “this is my boyfriend and our best friend steve” type relationship. (plus jonathan never takes the creepy pics and the whole fight never happens so they’re all chill).

steve and robin are fellow outcasts so they’re chill. then steve beats up some guys who harassed her and they become actual friends and steve lets robin come over whenever her parents are being shitty. steve lowkey converts her into a punk and they basically do illegal shit and have a bunch of fun.

btw steve is a fully realized biromantic demisexual (or just queer whatv lol) and he has an extremely accurate gaydar which is partially why stobin become friends. anyways i’m mentioning this becauseee

steve meets will byers and Immediately Knows and pretty much comes out to him and tells him it’s okay and he becomes wills Gay Mentor (imo jonathan can either be straight or queer and just not really informed abt gay shit so steve would be the mentor in his place bc they’re basically brothers anyway (joyce absolutely tries to adopt steve multiple times)).

steve meets max at the arcade before any of the Party befriend her and she immediately becomes another of his favorite customers (the ranking is dustin, will & lucas & max, mike). she thinks he’s super cool and basically projects onto him as an older brother figure and he’s happy to play the part. he notices the way billy treats max and threatens him that if he ever treats her like that again he will kill him and hopper will help him hide the body. things are pretty peaceful for max after that. additionally neil hargrove gets arrested for domestic and child abuse and billy takes his car and leaves without a word. max’s mom still drinks so steve kinda unofficially adopts her, she has her own room in his house and ends up staying there most days. he ends up actually adopting her later but they’re still more of an older brother & younger sister dynamic than father & daughter

steve doesn’t interact with eddie until s4 but they know of each other and are on neutral terms until the byers move to cali and eddie starts DMing for dustin lucas mike erica and max (who steve managed to convince to play). they’re wary of each other at first but eddie realizes steve is actually a huge softie and steve realizes eddie is just a cute dork who reads LOTR and plays D&D.

steve isn’t on any sports teams or anything but he works out on his own, goes for jogs every morning with jonathan and nancy especially after the demogorgon and demodog shit. basically he’s fit and good at fighting (due to more experience with it) and nancy taught him how to shoot so he can do that too. most of his scars are from demo-creatures instead of fistfights, though he has a few of those too (not from jonathan or billy tho).

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thenightshiftcomic · 2 months

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if you were to pair up lmk characters and the Nightshift who would you pair with who?

Disclaimer that these are character perceptions and not like, the reality of their situations. Also I need to re-watch LMK because my memory is a little rusty lol.

Ash & MK, two guys that are supposed to protect their families and keep making shit worse <3

Talia & Red Son, they have the same chaos vibes to me. Plus I think Red Son would love to help Talia screw around with making knives for some reason. Just, vibes?? Either way, they're gonna go burn down a village <3 /hj

Leo & Sandy, tanks with a heart of gold. Come on, you had to see that coming. But, I think it'd be good because I think Sandy would help try to walk Leo through his guilt a bit

Keef & Wukong. You know how much guilt these two have over little mistakes? Avoiding mentioning things until the last second because how do they mention it?? It's just going to be so many negative emotions and then by the time they're forced to confront it, it's too late. Delicious.

Ink & Mei, just because chaos gremlins that adopt their enemies. They will prank everyone. Talia & Red Son specifically.

Kody & Wukong, but for different reasons. Whenever someone gets close they both run like hell and distance themselves again (even if it's too late, and people have gotten attached/they've gotten attached to people already).

On some less "similarity" notes and things I think would just be interesting:

Ash & Pigsy: The adopters. Ash takes the full responsibility for everything his group does and for protecting them in any way possible, Pigsy protects his kids but I could also see him recognizing that he can't protect them from everything. A nice cooking session with a talk over the differences in how they approach their teams running into danger would be interesting, I think.

Talia & Red Son: Okay okay okay, it's the same duo but for less gremlin-y reasons this time. They both had shitty parents, and I see Talia simply not understanding how Red Son is still willing to connect with them. I think she'd be incredibly confused and it could be an interesting discussion in Red Son's approach with his parents vs hers. (That is to say, Red Son's parents making a genuine effort to get better and growing a bond, where Talia's were only interested in getting worse and forced Talia away in such a way they can never recover from.)

Keef & Lady Bone Demon: I'm not sure if you'd count villains under this ask, but okay. So, Keef grew up in an environment where perfection was expected, and she always fell just short. She prefers the chaos of the world and the freedom of creativity, but also understands the appeal of constantly looking put-together and perfect, especially to other people. She still puts pressure on herself to do that, after all, even if she won't admit it. Furthering that, she's one of the few in the Nightshift who doesn't see her life as better after the inciting incident that led to her eventually joining. Maybe the same, but not better. She fully understands the appeal of a perfect world where she wouldn't have had the opportunity to make such a mistake that led her down this road, and feels the pressure to conform to something closer to LBD's version of the world, and I think that would make for a very interesting conversation.

Leo & Wukong: Two very different approaches to the same issue. Leo is worried he can't protect the people he loves, and believes (if unconsciously, to some degree) that he's at fault for his siblings' deaths. He's determined to not let the same fate befall his new family, and so becomes incredibly protective and even overbearing. On the flip side of this, Wukong took to distancing himself so he wouldn't hurt people any more than he has (and before they can leave him first). I think the drastic differences in approaches would be really interesting to pick out, especially since I think Wukong would see a degree of himself in Leo - the determination to protect the people he loves no matter what, but before Wukong lost vision of his previous goal for more power. Maybe he'd try to serve as a kind of warning tale to Leo, before Leo has the chance to make the same mistakes.

Ink & MK: Ink and MK would be really interesting to me to flip sides of a kinda screwed up coin. Someone who trusts and connects with everyone blindly (MK) and someone who picks and chooses who to trust carefully, because everyone's out to get you if push comes to shove hard to enough (Ink). They both love their family deeply, but Ink is more subtle about it so it won't be used/taken advantage of while MK is proudly loving of everyone he cares about. MK is crushed with guilt in how he thinks he hurts the people around him and, to some degree, fails to help people, while Ink genuinely has done irreparable damage to others and failed to save lives it was put in charge of, and learned to live with that reality. I think it'd be interesting because I think Ink would see MK, how MK keeps getting tricked and taken advantage of, how MK thinks he hurts the people he loves and fails to save those he tries to help, and the only way Ink would know how to help is through its own worldview: trust nobody, make connections but stay on your toes, yes you've hurt people and yes you've failed but the reality of life is you can't avoid that to some degree and here's some ways I learned to live with myself. Maybe they'll help you too. I think it would be interesting because Ink also doesn't see another side to this: that MK has never tried to actively hurt someone, that everything he blames himself for isn't necessarily his fault, and that MK's ability to see the good in people has genuinely helped them - not just in the sense of having connections, but believing in others (Macaque) in a way that Ink's more pessimistic worldview does not allow.

Kody & Macaque: I think this would be fun for their similarities leading to severe whiplash between them. Kody's been betrayed, used, tricked and manipulated more times than he can count, and they both follow a very similar "Look out for number one. Because if you don't, no one will." mentality, and while Macaque's "Wukong only values people by how useful they are to him" mentality might be more individual-specific, it's still something Kody can easily apply to everyone that's taken him in then discarded him once his use was up. They handle their respective betrayals extremely differently, with Kody content to just avoid the hell out of anyone that hurt them and Macaque hunting down Wukong and even using his student for revenge (which, would definitely piss Kody off, by the way), but at their roots they can see a lot of themselves in each other, down to Kody's more tricky nature even if he doesn't see it. I definitely don't think a conversation with them would go well, per say, because Kody would not hesitate to question why the hell Macaque went back to fighting for/with Wukong when he could easily be using him again (Kody pushes the world away so they don't get hurt again, and Macaque is willing to run right back to Wukong's side when he's called?), and would get extremely pissed off that Macaque took advantage of MK that way (in a very similar way they were in the past), but I think the similarities in root that bleed out into extremely different responses would be kind of interesting. I rewrote this last one like three times though, I'm not sure, it's harder to draw a connection with Kody than it is the others.

Honorable mention goes to:

Keef & Mei - Pressure to conform to what they should be while ignoring who they are.

Sorry for the ramble, I wasn't intending it to get this long lol! Anyway, there's your gremlin stuff and then you're deep-rooted trauma angsty stuff XD

#nightshift ash #nightshift talia #nightshift keef #nightshift leo #nightshift ink #nightshift kody

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[cisfemale, she/her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [AMELIA EVANS]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [DIANA SILVERS]. You must be the [TWENTY-THREE] year old [STUDENT/ATTENDANT AT LUXE CRYSTAL SHOP]. Word is you’re [WITTY] but can also be a bit [SCATHING] and your favorite song is [KIWI BY HARRY STYLES]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [AURORA BAY TOWERS]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

tw: parental abuse, tw: underaged drinking, tw: underaged drug use

Amelia Rosalie Evans was the baby of her family, and an oopsie one at that. Her mother though, Ada, had always wanted a daughter, so there was an excitement in the Evans household when news broke that Ada would be having a girl. And for years as a child, Amelia's life was good. Her mother was sweet and her father was a dutiful man on the Salem police force, her oldest brother Jared was cool enough with her despite their decade age gap, and Amelia was closest with her other brother, Wes, the two of them bonding over their love of books and music, often inseparable as they got older. That was all before though. Before Laurence had had his first traumatic night on the job. Before he became abusive. Amelia didn't even know what'd triggered it, just remembered being ten years old and sitting on the couch reading, and then hearing yelling, and then seeing her brother's blood. She never wanted to see that again--unfortunately though, that night was only the beginning.

Laurence had utterly changed after that night, and while he'd always been rather...difficult to be around, after that it'd just went downhill. He drank himself into stupors, and into anger, taking it out on his sons, but at least he never went after her. It took a long time for Amelia to realize that the reason she wasn't come after was because Wes took the brunt of it for her, to ensure that she didn't go through the same traumas he did. And to an extent, it'd worked. She didn't go through the same traumas, but she had her own. She still walked on egg shells for years, still jumped at every loud noise. She had nightmares and fears and was always terrified of it getting worse one day. That one day he'd hurt Wes too much and then he'd leave too--just like Jared one day did.

It went on like that for years, and as Laurence grew more and more angry and awful of a person, the Evans siblings found ways to cope. Amelia was thirteen when she had her first beer, barely fourteen when she had her first cigarette. Smoking and drinking and hooking up at random, these little escapes helped her tolerate how shitty her home life was, and how angry she was that they all put up with it. She was fifteen the one and only time her father hurt her. Laurence caught her smoking and when she just scoffed in his face because the disdain was rich coming from him, he snatched it out of mouth, snuffing it out on her skin, the grip on her arm bruising and the alcohol wafting off his breath making her want to gag. The memory was still as prevalent in her mind as the burn scar still on her bicep. She didn't stop smoking after that (or drinking), she just got better at hiding it. It went on like that for years too, with Amelia using getting drunk or getting high to get through their shitty home life while just trying to get through school, all the while still angry at their mother for not listening to their aunt Esme who was offering them a way out- to come live with her in California, in a little town called Aurora Bay. But Amelia wouldn't go without Ada and especially not without Wes. No way. One sibling already bailed...she didn't want to follow suit.

But by the time Amelia turned seventeen, her bitterness had grown against Ada for just not leaving their piece of shit father. And all the while, it was Wes trying to convince her to leave, constantly pushing for Amelia to get out and go west and finally life a safe and normal life. Her big brother was like her best friend and surely he'd come along...except he wouldn't, which just further upset her. And as angry as Amelia was with him at wanting to stay, she knew he wouldn't budge- they were all stubborn in their own ways, and so finally after ages of coaxing her to..Amelia finally went on her own, making him swear to at least text her every day so she knew he was okay.

Once there, She found out Jared had gone to Aurora Bay as well and slowly overtime, she became close with her eldest brother again. She did her senior year of high in Aurora Bay high and was immediately the new girl in school, secretive, alluring. She lived with Esme on Aurora Bay Drive, suddenly having more money at her disposal than she even knew what to do with. She managed to make a few friends, dated, started having a life here, but she still always worried about Wes. She ached for him to be here too, to know he was safe, but still, he stayed in Salem. After graduating high school, Amelia got a job at the crystal shop in town, Luxe, because it made her feel closer to him, having spent years learning about crystals and wicca from him. She enrolled into college. She made a life for herself here, but there was still something missing. A wes-shaped hole that hadn't been filled in her life.

Until finally, finally, Wes had arrived--bruised and broken but he was here and Amelia was determined to help put him back together. She was all for it when he got his own apartment, when he got a job. She remembered the first night he let slip about his boss' daughter. She remembered him freaking out when he got said boss' daughter knocked up- but also got to watch him grow into his own, practically maturing in front of her own eyes as he and Liza got closer, fell in love, got married and had their baby- one Amelia was totally obsessed with.

Finally, her life felt...stable. It felt good. So over Christmas break when their grandparents in Paris contacted them, offered to fly them out, while Wes obviously couldn't go...Amelia took them up on the offer. She flew out in January, meaning to just go for a couple weeks but she ended up staying for a couple months, living with her grandparents and just getting all she could out of it. She's finally decided to come back home though, back to Aurora Bay. She wants to finish school, wants to see her niece growing up, and she wants to just live a content life without the shadows of their father around every corner.

Basics:

full name: amelia rosalie evans

nicknames: ames, mia, amy (she hates this one)

birthday: january 26th

hometown: salem, massachusetts

height: 5'7

fluent in english and french

moved to aurora bay when she was 17 years old

baby sister to wes and jared evans

aunt to elise evans

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