#Billy have classes!

[presiding]

you'll never guess which level we're up to in this dishonored 2 rewrite

[vampire-scones]

I love the idea of Billy being good at school. Sure he has some subject that he struggles with a little bit but his lowest mark is a B and usually he is sitting around a high A and A+. Is some of it because of Neil? Maybe. But he also just clicks with it. He gets lost in whatever he is doing and kinda enjoys it.

When he has a calculus work sheet he gets lost in it, only focusing on the numbers and enjoying the organized way the problem narrows itself down to the answer.

In history he gets lost in the decades of people he writes reports on. On all the stories they tell him, on the information he compiles and how to work it out to fit it into one concise three page essay.

English is no doubt his favourite. He loves getting lost in the world that the writers create. Sure, some of the books that are assigned can be a slog, but he comes out loving a part of them, if not the whole book. His books are sticky noted and scribbled on. Making notes about foreshadowing and circling symbolism that stands out to him. Highlighting passages he can read over and over and over again. He usually finishes the assigned reading a week before the rest of the class, sometimes even sooner. The escape is always welcomed.

And it may not be why he works for his marks, but he loves the times teachers congratulate him for the highest mark, or marks are posted on a sheet outside the classroom and he gets to see the disgruntled look on Nancy Wheeler’s face because he has the highest mark in the class and it’s even better when he graduates and his gets his scholarships. Full rides to almost any university in the country. A full ride back to California. And, well, Billy couldn’t be happier

[midnightdemonhunter]

Bury a Friend

[ask-mark-stuff]

hola

Hola! Spanish is a great language, it's very common and easy to learn! Mark, can you speak Spanish?

Uhh...no?

That's okay, because today we're going to learn Spanish!

First, let's learn some simple words! 'Amigo' means friend, try saying it Mark!

Amigo..?

That's right! Now try to translate this sentence for me. Tengo tus amigos.

I don't...know-

Vamos Mark, esa es una frase muy fácil.

What??

Voy a matar a tu familia y amigos, nadie podrá salvarte.

I don't understand!

:)

[ickypuppi3]

i do think it’s funny how, canonically, billy is kinda shitty at flirting and has the most god awful pick up lines but it just works for him because he’s pretty

[celestial-sapphicss]

reblog and put in tags the prominent musical artists phases in your life

[ghostlynimbus]

Billy and Chrissy are going to become besties in this gods and goddesses au btw

As a treat

[blousemouse]

Dad then there were none is so good omg 😭 Straighten Arrow my love… the interactions between Haus Emdee and Barb Boop are sooo funny I love them together. Freddie making his character hot and rich as always I love it

[cavinginhisfvce]

'The Fated"

Pairing: Harringrove. Soulmate!AU.

Tw: implied child abuse. brief violence.

Soulmate!AU where the first time a pair of soulmates experience prolonged touch, they're given all the memories of their past lives with one another, if they have any. 

It's almost a myth for soulmates to meet repeatedly in different lives, but if two souls truly belong together, they will meet again. 

Destiny makes sure of it. They call them The Fated.

Billy, who meets Steve and has no idea the older boy is his soulmate until Steve's beneath him, bloody, and gasping, his frame thrashing with futile attempts of hoisting the blond off of him. 

Steve is the first one to experience the cold that overtakes you, his body going stiff as flashes of distorted images dance in his mind.

Billy has his arms wrapped tightly around Steve's waist, a wide smile on his lips as the brunet tries half-heartedly to shove him away, murmurs of dinner being almost done ringing like bells in his ears.

None of the kids seem to notice that the lack of movement on Steve's end isn't a result of Billy's fists, until Billy is also just as frozen, his eyes widening.

Everyone knows the signs of two Fated soulmates meeting for the first time, legend says both become almost like statutes, the only indication of life being their rising and falling chests. 

Teachers scold young students who gossip about it in the halls, all of them wondering if they'll be one of the lucky ones. Someone who has found their soulmate over, and over, no matter what life has thrown at them.

Steve has his arm held above his head, a piece of paper dangling between his fingertips as Billy reaches for it. She's on her tippy toes, pouting when the mystery sheet strays further from her grasp. "Asshole! Give me my damn essay back. I have to turn it in!"

Steve just laughs loudly, finally lowering his hand, as well as his head. "Gimme a kiss and I'll think about it, Dolly."

In the assortment of memories, neither of them look as they do currently, especially in the last memory, but it's obvious who they are. 

It's obvious even when Billy is almost a foot shorter than him, and in place of a flat chest is a set of impressive boobs.

They can tell who was who, they can feel the love each had for the other. It's somehow foreign and familiar. 

Billy, despite going under last, is first to break out of the trance, his hands shaking as he scrambles to move from his place on Steve's lap. His eyes are no less wide as he scans the boy for any serious injuries. He lets out a soft sigh when he finds nothing aside from the minor blossoming of bruises and blood trickling from his nose.

He's glad the plate he grabbed early on had slipped from his hand, and shattered at their feet instead of over his soulmate's head.

Once Steve has come to, he searches the room almost frantically with his eyes. Brown eyes find blues, and all Steve can do is stare. 

The room is silent, the air thick as all the kids wait with bated breaths for whatever was set to happen next.

Billy is wholly unprepared for Steve to stand up on shaky legs, and stalk over to him, a flash of determination on his features. His body wants to be afraid, wants to be on guard. But his heart? It has other plans, it stays rooted in its place, even when Steve is cupping his cheeks and leaning in.

He doesn't kiss Billy, much to the blond's displeasure, instead he whispers softly, "My Dolly…"

The younger just barely bites back the smile tugging on his lips, a soft scoff leaving him, "Asshole. That assignment was late because of you."

Steve for his part, laughs out loud. It's a warm, saccharine sound that has Billy's insides turning to goo. He wants to hear it everyday, every second.

Someone clears their throat and walks up to the pair. Without turning his head, Billy knows it's Max. Which serves to do nothing but remind him of why he was there in the first place. 

It's what has him stepping away from Steve, his eyes snapping to the redhead.

"We're leaving. Now, Maxine." 

The younger girl just glares up at her brother, her eyes alight with defiance. "I'm not leaving until I know my friends are safe!"

A laugh bubbles from Billy, but it isn't filled with humor, it's dark, chilling. 

"Max…" He says her name in a sing-song way, the same way he had the day he told Max he wouldn't hesitate to run her new friend group down.

She hadn't believed him, not even when he revved the engine. He didn't go further than that, as expected. 

She tenses up, her lips set in a frown. 

"Billy, please. I know I shouldn't have snuck out...but, I had to be here! They needed me…" 

The girl isn't sure if her brother is even listening to her, he isn't the most rational person on a good day. And if the bruising eye he sported on his way in early is any indication, today is not a good day.

She watches as he tears his gaze from her, his piercing blue eyes landing on Steve. 

"Harrington, I swear to God, if anyone touched Max, I'll kill you myself…" His words are punctuated with a growl, the meaning behind them unsaid, but they ring clear in Steve's ears. 

He immediately squares his shoulders, shaking his head. "It's not like that, Billy. It'll never be like that, I swear." He trails off, noting the way Billy deflates only slightly.

"Then what the fuck is going on?"

Steve can hear the rest of the kids yelling in the background, telling him to shut up, to not say a word. But, all Steve can hear is the treble in Billy's voice when he spoke, all he can see is the haunted look in the ocean blue eyes. A look Steve may not know firsthand, but has seen in enough jaded, hurt people to identify as fear. The fear of whatever happened to them, happening to the person they're supposed to protect and look out for. 

It's that look alone, that has Steve grabbing Billy's hand and tugging him to the Byers' freezer. He can see the look of confusion on his soulmate's face, but it quickly washes away when the taller boy tugs the door open; leaving the corpse of a monster only featured in a horror film's worst nightmare in full view.

There's a ringing in his ears, but it goes ignored when Steve starts recounting the events of the night. He tells him of their past dealing with creatures like this, he tells him about Will. 

By the end, Steve is winded and Billy is gripping his hand so tightly, the brunet could feel the blood rushing to his fingertips, but he didn't let go, because Billy didn't let go.

It takes some convincing, but Steve eventually gets the kids to give them privacy, even if it meant promising they'd go to the tunnels, despite his earlier refusals.

When the kitchen is cleared, Billy all but flings himself into Steve's arms, his breathing pinched as he curls his fingers into the fabric of the taller boy's jacket.

He's not hyperventilating, which is good. But he's also shaking in Steve's hold. Steve can feel the wet heat of tears seeping into his shirt, but he doesn't lessen his hold. If anything it gets tighter.

Steve gets the overwhelming urge to cry after finding out about the Upside Down, he knows what it feels like to choke on the debilitating fear that comes with so much as imaging one of those things alive and gunning for you.

Obviously, he's had the displeasure of experiencing said fear in real time, but he understood the blond's reaction. 

It took a few minutes, but Billy eventually calmed down enough to speak, his words were watery, but his eyes held a determination that Steve couldn't shake if he tried, "you said something about sentient tunnels?"

Again, Steve laughs, his body shaking against Billy's frame as the smaller boy smirks up at him. 

"Glad to have you back, Little Lion."

There's a faint blush that dusts tanned skin, but he's quickly shaking his head, a huff spilling from his lips.

"Shut it, Pretty Boy."

"Make me."

Their eyes meet, and Billy can't do anything more but lean in, and press his lips to Steve's. There's almost a current of electricity, followed by a blanket of content, and wholeness. The feeling of two soulmates reconnecting.

It's the reuniting of a pair that lost each other, only to find their way back. 

[daincrediblegg]

once again, in a hardcore film theory class, I am surrounded by idiots, except my professor, who may be one of the few people I truly respect in this world

[fizzigigsimmer]

Another Saturday, vibing to ballet performances. Another reminder that I NEED Harringrove ballet academy au in my life.

The hair, the 80s pop. It's killing me.

Also, you know Steve & Billy are ALWAYS bothering Jonathan to record them for some new tape.

[gavindna]

I love school so much but I got into undead unluck over break so now school is cockblocking me from talking about it all day and also from devoting all of my brain power to it

[looniecartooni]

Aristotle, Arthur, and Dimitri playing metal! They broke up after an argument on who should have been lead guitarist...

Kinda got this idea on the BBU Discord when someone said Aristotle might have had a secret rap career. 

[todaywasafairytaletv]

[slicznymartwy]

thinking about this .. thinking about this a lot and then still thinking about it

[cerealboxlore]

(Megamindsupremacy here! Gotta send asks from main)

For your writers new year’s ask game: 🦄🦖🦷 !!!

Hi there! Sorry this took so long, I was figuring out what to say and include for the snippet I wanted to include! 🦄 Is there a new POV you'd like to try writing? : I haven't given this much thought before, but I'd think I'd enjoy this thing called "choose your own adventure" stories. Not sure if that counts as a POV, but, A choose your own adventure fic where you as the reader gets to choose how the story goes for you as you direct Billy AKA Captain Marvel through his decisions/adventures, sounds like fun! 🦖 Are there any other fandoms you wrote for in the past that you'd like to return to? : Definitely! The first fanfic I ever wrote was for Genshin Impact, and although I don't play the game anymore (due to my new phone not supporting the game), I'd love to return to writing for it! Especially now that I've gotten more practice. I also wrote a few fics for "The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System" and "Return of the Blossoming Blade"! 🦷 Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're dreading to write (but is necessary to your plot)? Share a snippet or tell us about it! : Oh my golly gosh goodness, yes. I have so many WIP fics where there are scenes that I dread to actually write, but I really want to include and need for the sake of the plot. They're not bad scenes; I'd rather read about them than write them, but because I want things to be a certain way, I have to be the one to make content to feed myself. For example, in the current WIP I'm writing at the moment, Billy Batson enters Middle School, eager to start a new chapter in his life with his best friend, Freddy Freeman, but is met with family reunions from unexpected places, along with dangers that threaten the lives of everyone around him. The first encounter Billy has with his uncle Ebeneezer, unexpectedly, after so long is undoubtedly one of the scenes I had the most trouble with, portraying Billy's fears rising to the surface in a panic attack that is written as accurately as possible in my words. I've had a personal experience similar to Billy's in this situation, so it's been a little hard to get through this scene, but it's one I want to include to show the seriousness of the effects of trauma in childhood. I wanted to include a snippet but apparently, that was too long to post :( I'll include it in a separate one and tag you in it!