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Frosted fangs

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"You'll drive responsibly when I'm in your car, right?" Eddie asks without explicitly stating that there would be quite the stache in Billy's car if he was riding passenger. "Yeah, but we'll figure out something. Maybe one of their mothers' will step up and supply supper money like they said they would." Commenting with a shrug while he makes sure he has everything before locking up the van.

His heart skipped a couple of beats. "I'll have to get your house number or walkie code then." Mentioning while he hugs his backpack to his chest. The thought of Billy wanting to help him fix up his car was making him feel more than just lust for the blond. Billy seemed to actually care about him.

Eddie climbs into the front passenger seat. Buckling himself in when he hears that Billy wanted to drive him to and from school. "Are you sure? I live a little past Mirkwood, at the forest hills trailer park. It's quite the drive. You live out near Wheeler and Henderson, right?" Thinking to himself as he had seen Billy's fancy little sports car around that area before when he was dropping the boys off after Middle and High cross over DnD sessions.

“He’s not a fan of me, that’s for sure.” The blonde gave him a devilish grin as he wiped his hands on his jeans. Hopper had already given him a bunch of warnings and threatened to give him a ticket too but so far that last part hadn’t happened. If it ever did his dad would be pissed.

“Your pals are gonna have to spring for snacks for a while then. This needs to be remedied if you wanna keep driving it.” Billy tried to be rational about it while hiding that he’s happy for a chance to be in a small space with the other. “When you have the money for the parts I can help you fix it up.”

He watched in awe as Eddie seemed to pull out hidden drugs from every single spot possible in the van. It was impressive in a way. All Billy could think of was Sid and his measly little tackle box of heroin and coke. Dude wished he could have this much to sell. “Don’t worry about it, man. I’ll give you rides to school if you need it.”

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"Yeah, pretty alive. When's the last time you got yourself something to eat and uh, some water?" Eddie asks as he notices that his friend was deep into a focus project. "Hm, well your normal chips were stale. So I opted for these." He mentions with a shrug.

Looking over at the project. "Oh that looks cool. I used to build those before I got into the little models for dnd. Yeah, I've heard of them. I think I have one of their older models in my room." Smiling as he sits down on the floor.

Sasha made a face, then turned to look back to where the door was. Then gave a nod. He should have been more aware of that "Oh." Giving a shrug, he looked himself over "Well I look alive, don't I?" He laughed a bit, glancing down shyly, and then turned to gesture to his models "I was a bit distracted." Pulling his hand in a bit, he frowned at the comment of his needing better snacks "I like those snacks." Then he stared at what they were calling a 'snack' "Those are for salads, anyway." At the question of what he was working on at the moment, he pointed "This, is a plane. A model plane." He sat down again, now that he was sure he wasn't in danger, he picked up his model-making tool "An Ace Baby Ace. Ever heard of it?" Sasha questions.

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New Coraline design drop

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*licks your cheek* I licked it so it's mine.

"Oh really? Is that how it works?" He chuckles and then playfully nips Steve's neck. "Mine."

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There’s so much to unpack here:

Pack of Beakers

Goth Beaker

The Beaker snitching and pointing out the photographer

The Beaker that’s about to unload on the photographer

The terminator strut before the ass whooping and you know he’s moving at speed because of the blur

The ominous feeling that you know this is 3 in the morning

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14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets?

Do you miss someone?

"I miss my friends.. I miss my uncle.. I miss the clerk at the mini mart that would always wish me a nice evening.. I just.. miss when everything was normal.." The demon utters while tears swell in his icy hues.

Have any pets?

"Not exactly? I just take care of the strays around the trailer park. Wayne's allergic to cats, but he doesn't get too annoyed when it's freezing outside if I just keep the kittens in my room."

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70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

70 horrible questions … Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

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"Hopper? He's the least annoying one, if he's in a good mood he'll get you go with a warning. Though, I'm not a speedster like you are." Eddie teases while he moves the light beam where Billy needs it. Frowning as he hears the verdict of what's wrong with his van.

A soft sigh escaping his lips. "looks like I won't be buying the boys pizza or Chinese for a few weeks." Murmuring as he could get it fixed with how much he makes off dealing. But he tended to use whatever was left over outside of rent money to take care of his little friend group.

"Are you sure I can't drive it back to mine?" Asking though he could see how serious Billy looked. "Fine." He rolls his eyes and turns off the flashlight. Though as soon as he knows Billy can't see his face, he does smile. Finding it sweet that the blond cared enough to make sure he could still get home. He pulls open the side door and grabs his back pack.

Tugging it open before he starts taking different little baggies from different compartments out of the van and dropping them into his backpack. Pot, brownies, different pills --uppers and downers--, little acid tablets too. Even if it seemed a little messy, he was actually very organized of what was hidden where. "And you wonder why I don't speed, ever. I would be locked up big time." Muttering while he zips the bag closed and pulls his over his shoulders. His lunch box that held everything but a sandwich was hooked on his hip.

Pulling the van's side door closed. He takes the time to make sure all the doors are locked before he walks back over to Billy. "Remind me when we get to my place that you can have a couple extra blunts for saving my ass.

“I’ve gotten a few tickets from that big guy so far so I believe it.” He totally deserves them because he drives reckless all the time. The blonde handed Eddie the flashlight so he could get his hands on the places he needed them and started looking for the problem.

The problem is apparently the engine’s existence. Billy’s finding a new problem every time he asks Eddie to adjust the light. “Dude, you’re lucky you haven’t died! I was hoping maybe it was just old spark plugs or your battery hookups but your engine looks like it could give out at any second!”

The blonde hopped down and closed the hood, giving Eddie a serious look. “C’mon, get your stuff and lock her up, I’ll take you home. Tomorrow’s the weekend I think so I can get some tools from home and see what kind of can fix on it then.”

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shit i forgot the tattoo…

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"Yeah, only got semi arrested once, after that I learned my lesson. The pigs around here are assholes about speeding during night fall. Must be some type of bullshit quota." Eddie mentions the worst night of his life briefly while he kills the engine to the van.

Climbing back out and rounding to the front. Watching Billy for a moment while he offers to hold the flash light for him. "Oh good, I'm glad that if you accidentally break her you won't leave me stranded." Chuckling with a genuine grin curling on to his lips.

"I've been saving up to get some parts replaced.. but I think at this point Shelia just needs a new engine." He mutters while making sure he's not in the way as Billy pokes around under the hood of his van. Being respectful, though he did glance at the blond's ass at least once.

“We all do stupid shit sometimes. Some of us more often than others.” He chuckles. God knows he’s driven drunk and high a million times. How he hasn’t gotten arrested yet he’ll never know.

Maybe it’s just that he’s completely off center at the moment but Billy was kind of tired of always putting up his defenses. Who knows how long he’ll be stuck in Hawkins? Might as well try to have at least one person who doesn’t hate him. Hopefully.

“Yeah, go ahead and kill the engine. If it won’t turn back on when I’m done then I’ll give you a lift home.” Neil won’t be happy if he gets home super late but who really gives a fuck? Billy propped the hood up and took the flashlight. “Thanks. Let’s see if we can’t get this baby running right.”

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Eddie makes a mental note of it. "Hate to say I've done the same shit." Shaking his head with a soft grin on his lips. Though he was quite a careful driver as his van usually had a fair amount of drugs hidden in it. He couldn't risk giving the cops a reason to pull him over.

He's kinder than how he acts during the school day. Don't fuck this up, Munson.

"Sure, need me to turn it off?" Asking though he was worried if he turned the van off it might not start back up again. Though he walks over to his van, climbing in and popping the hood for Billy. He also grabs a flash light. "Here, sun's basically gone." Commenting while holding the tool out to the handsome blond.

Thankfully it seemed the dealer didn’t notice his journal or just didn’t care enough to ask. Small miracles. “Nothin like that. I’ve driven under worse circumstances.” Mainly drunk as fuck after parties.

The blonde opened his door and stepped out. “I practically rebuilt my baby on my own. Let me take a look and see what we’re working with?” Was this just a ploy to spend time with Eddie? Kind of. He wants to get to know the other more.

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My son finally arrived!!

[I might get an out of box photo later, I did check him out but he was hard to get back into the packaging bc it’s different than usual funko packaging, but he’s so goddamn detailed, I love him!]

—Domi

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Small baby

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Eddie noticed that Billy had quickly closed some type of personal note book. He didn't ask about it, whatever Billy did in the privacy of his own car was not the metal head's business. "Ah, okay. Got a little worried that you got yourself too high and didn't feel safe driving yourself." Half teasing with a warm tone.

A dry chuckle escapes him. "Uh, either the battery is dying or the engine is starting to give out on Ol' Shelia. I'm hoping it's just the battery.." He comments while looking back at his van that was still luckily running a couple parking spots down from Billy's car. Popping a cigarette between his slips and lighting it. "You like messin' about with cars?"

Billy had pulled out a journal from under his seat and was writing down all the things he felt he couldn’t or shouldn’t say. His frustrations, his desires, and sometimes he’d sketch a little. Things to clear his mind so he wouldn’t get so angry; as if it ever worked.

His mind was stuck on what he said to Eddie and how the other male could ruin him if he wanted. How he wouldn’t mind a little ruination of another kind. Thoughts that wound up scrawled in secret with a small sketch of the metalhead beside it. The blonde was adding that devilish mouth to the drawing when he heard the tap on his window and snapped his journal shut. It was only then he realized how strange it must look for him to be sitting in silence in the school parking lot.

“Yeah, man, I’m fine.” He flashed that signature grin as he tried to stash the journal between the seats. “Just winding down before I have to be home. Say, um.. was that your van I heard having trouble starting up?”

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What Does Your Soul Look Like?

A bird in a covered cage

They left without you. Put you out of sight and therefore out of mind. You sing every morning like nothing's changed, talk to the walls to keep yourself company. Just you, the darkness and your own denial that you are completely alone. Nurse your wounds, get yourself some water.

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