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𝔖𝔩𝔠 𝔓𝔲𝔫𝔨! (յգգՑ) 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔍𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔐𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔬
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gh0stsp1d3r · 4 months
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Best friend!Stevo helps shy reader cum after hearing about all of her less than mediocre hook ups. Maybe when they’re done stevo says something like “goddamn, you should’ve told me you felt that damn good months ago. Left me completely in the dark, man 😔”
I love this sm omg. Proofread
𝒢ℴℴ𝒹 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈
Warnings- p in v, afab reader, mention of bad hookups, making out, oral (f)
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You and Steven, or Stevo, were good friends. He found you interesting, and although you might not seem like it to some, he thought you were pretty damn cool.
You hung out on your bed, listening to the person on the tv. You didn’t expect the knock on your door. You slowly got up, in no hurry. They could wait, whoever it was.
You opened the door slightly and the first thing you saw was the blue hair. You opened it more.
“Stevo?” You asked softly, confused at the sudden sight. You had a blanket wrapped around you, it was pretty early.
“Hey, hope you don’t mind.” He let himself in. You weren’t shocked at this point, you shut the door and looked at him.
“What’s up?” You asked.
“I just wanted to see you. Haven’t seen you in a while.��� He shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets.
“Oh.”
“How are you?” He asked. You yawned.
“Tired.” You laughed.
“Why didn’t you show up yesterday? To the party.” He asked blatantly.
“You know parties aren’t my thing.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.”
“Well, your already here. You want coffee.. or something?”
“Sure.”
You both sat down on your bed now, as he looked at a note on your desk. He furrowed an eyebrow and picked it up.
“Had a great time last n-“ he read out loud.
“No, no!” You groaned when you heard it, trying to take it from him, but he lifted it in the air and continued to read it.
“And I was wondering if you wanted to meet up at-“
“Stevo!” You whined, as he laughed loudly, you climbed on top of the man but he continued to read it. Your cheeks heated up.
“From Josh.” He said in a swoony voice, you rolled off of him and folded your arms.
After a little while, he asked with a laugh, “So, was he any good?
"No. I can't go. He was just awful," you said with a shudder.
“Why was he horrible?” He asked, interested now.
“It’s not important-“
“No, I feel like I need to know now.” He laughed, raising his eyebrows.
“So many reasons.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t wanna..”
“C‘mon, give me the details.”
You sighed “These few months, all I’ve had is these not very good hookups. Maybe my standards are high or maybe these men just can’t fucking fuck.”
“Mm. Probably both.” He joked.
As you struck him in the arm, he quickly muttered a soft apology.
“Anyways, this guy was an asshole. First, he didn’t take off his shoes in my damn place, and he didn’t until we started to have sex. Then when he did, he was sloppy, I think he was a virgin.”
He made a face at your words.
“It gets worse. None of them have made me orgasm, I had to fake it. I haven’t had one for months.”
“I could help with that.” He shrugged. You looked at him, thinking he was joking. But no, his face made it seem like he was indeed serious.
“"Stop," you said with a small laugh as you looked back at the TV.
“What? You don’t think I could?”
“You’re joking. It’s funny, Stevo.”
“I’m not.” He said, his tone serious this time. You both stared at each other for a moment, before leaning in. He made it so he was on top of you, cupping your face and kissing you.
He slid his tongue into your mouth, making you moan out in the process. Once you both moved away, a string of saliva followed. He quickly began to unbutton his pants, and you took off your shirt and bra.
He then looked at your pants, taking them off quickly, throwing them along with the rest of your guys clothes. He was quick, and he stared at your almost naked body.
You looked away and crossed your arms, feeling shy under his gaze.
You feel his hand on your jaw, forcing you to look at him.
“Don’t.” He said. He then moved his way back in between your legs. He pulled your panties down, he looked up at you, and he put his mouth on your pussy.
His hands gripped your thighs as he licked like it was his last meal. Your noises motivated him, he focused on your clit, licking a stripe up the bundle of nerves.
You moaned out his name, his ego grew at every one you let out.
You had a firm grip on his hair.
“Stevo- Im-“
He didn’t stop, in fact, his tongue worked faster, it felt heavenly on your pussy.
You came on his face, your first orgasm in months. He came up from in between your legs, licking it from his lips.
You thought for a while about how your best friend had just eaten you out. He had just helped you get your first orgasm in what felt like forever.
Your thoughts were interrupted when he pulled his boxers down, you were shocked by his size.
He asked what was wrong when he saw the expression on your face, a proud smirk on his lips.
“Are you sure that's gonna…”
"We'll find out," he shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes.
Your eyes fixed on him with an intense desire, a desire that he reveled in.
He stroked his cock a few times in front of you, as you laid in front of him. He moved his cock to your entrance, looking closely at your reaction when he slid into your pussy.
Your face scrunched up and he stayed still inside you for a little.
“Okay. Move. Please.” you nodded.
“Yes ma’am,” he said jokingly, starting to move deeper inside, his hands were on your sides as he started to thrust slowly at first.
But you needed more. “Stevo- faster-” you said
He listened, his thrusts turned quicker, a lot quicker than you expected the man to be. He was thrusting at a brutal pace, slamming his hips into yours.
“Fuck. You feel amazing.” he moaned out, throwing his head back for a moment, fully enjoying this moment.
Both of your guy's noises were the only thing that could be heard, bouncing off the walls.
He focused on the way you squeezed him, fuck, you felt amazing. He wanted to be buried in your pussy forever.
He loved the way your eyes were screwed shut and the noises that came from your mouth. It was something straight out of his biggest wet dream.
“Stevo!” you cried out, he was hitting your g spot, and you loved every second he thrust his hips into yours.
He knew you were about to come, he could tell by the way you were squeezing him so hard it was harder to move in and out.
He just listened to the way you cried out his name, and the way you came on his cock, it truly did feel like a dream, he was sure he’s never had pussy this good.
He came after you, starting to slow down his movements as they got slightly sloppy.
He pulled out of you, the both of you breathing heavily. He just looked at you and flopped down next to you.
“You should have told me you felt that good months ago. I feel left in the dark.” he turned his head to you, and you turned to him with a giggle.
“Well, now you know.”
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userblues · 4 months
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Fuckin' poser. Only posers die, you fucking idiot!
MATTHEW LILLARD as STEVEN “STEVO” LEVY SLC PUNK! (1998) dir. James Merendino
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mattey-stu · 8 months
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THIS MASTERLIST DOESNT MATTER ANYMORE.I HAVE MADE ANOTHER ONE.PLEASE CHECK THAT ONE ON THE TOP OF MY BLOG.
MASTERLIST:
FOR DISCLAMIER: I ONLY WRITE X MALE!READER.
AND I MIGHT WRITE SHIPS TOO.
THIS WILL BE UPDATED
RIVERDALE
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SCREAM:
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Stu Macher:
Stu Macher x Billy Loomis x Male!reader headcanons Poly!Ghostface
Billy Loomis:
The confession
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Charlie Walker:
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Ethan fucking Laundry Basket (Ethan Landry):
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Roman Bridger:
The Soundtrack: Roman Bridger x male!reader
SLC PUNK! :
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Steve 'Stevo' Levy:
The party
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SENSELESS:
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Tim Laflour:
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SAW:
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The 'Jack' Narrator:
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Thank you for reading!
Ill age up all the characters when im writing smut.
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Bros got that ass fr
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mcondance · 1 year
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mcon or dew ! Black, 20, they he, nblm.
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punk rock matt lillard, chris cornell, my best friend, my interests, carmen berzatto, slc punk, stevo levy, hozier, new music
not punk rock people who don’t like matt lillard, when my candles burn out, non-chris cornell’s
tunez artists michael jackson, dpr ian, outkast, hozier, pinkpantheres, ethel cain, chris cornell, the smiths + fav albums mito and miito by dpr ian, off the wall by michael jackson, thriller by michael jackson, bad by michael jackson, dangerous by michael jackson, HIStory by michael jackson, unreal unearth by hozier, map of the soul: 7 by bts, mono. by rm, narrated for you by alec benjamin, to hell with it by pinkpantheress, down on the upside by soundgarden, preacher’s daughter by ethel cain, marigold by alex isley
favs shows black clover — asta, yami, mereoleona, leopold. monk (2002-2008). the bear (2022-now). movies slc punk (1998) — stevo levy. the perks of being a wallflower (book and movie) (2012) — charlie. spiderman: no way home (2021). hook (1991). avengers: infinity war (2018). nope (2022) — oj haywood. the last unicorn (1982). let it shine (2012), they cloned tyrone (2023) — slick charles. mcu (before phase 4) — loki, bucky, steven grant, andrew n tom’s peter, marc spector, tony stark. andrew garfield, daniel kaluuya, oscar isaac, and matthew lillard r my fav actors.
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COMPLETED  COMMISSION .   200  icons  of  matthew  lillard  as  steven  ‘   stevo   ’   levy  in  slc punk!  for   @soughthope​ .
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wildgirllz · 2 years
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Please give me writing requests
People I write for:
**If you want me to consider adding someone, comment!**
Steven Kemp (fresh)
Loki (marvel Loki)
Mobius (marvel Loki)
Bucky Barnes (winter soldier)
Sebastian Stan
Paul Dano
Dwayne Hoover (little miss sunshine)
Kiltz (the girl next door)
The Riddler/Edward Nashton (The Batman)
Eli Sunday (there will be blood)
Perry Cox (scrubs)
JD (scrubs)
Eric Forman (that 70’s show)
Hyde (that 70’s show)
Jackie (that 70’s show)
Donna (that 70’s show)
Fez (that 70’s show)
Buddy Morgan (that 70’s show)
Joseph Gordon-Levitt
Neil McCormick (mysterious skin)
Joker/Heath Ledger
Stu Macher (scream)
Shaggy (scooby doo)
Stevo Levy (slc punk!)
Matthew Lillard
Billy Loomis (scream)
Sidney Prescott (scream)
Danny Torrance (dr. sleep)
Ewan McGregor
James McAvoy
Genres of writing I will do:
Lemon, Smut, Fluff, Angst, basically all of the above.
I will write for almost any kink, but I will not sexualize children or little space.
What I will not write for:
Pedophilia, Pregnancy’s (breeding and lactation kinks are fine), scat play.
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yourmomswallet · 2 years
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Stevo & Klepto
"Heya, Punky!"
A plastic bag falls into Stevo's lap as a body flops next to him. Looking to the side, said "Punky" fumbles with the knot of the bag, taking in your black-lipped smile.
"Heeey! What culinary delights have we today, Quick Hands?"
Rattling plastic reveals the carelessly crafted random assortment of candy and cigarettes. A bigger smile replaces the one on your face, almost resembling one of the Cheshire Cat.
"Oh, the usual: lung of cancer and cavity inducers. My cruel mistresses.” You pretend to feel faint as you put your hand to your forehead and collapse onto him. The spikes imprint on your fishnet-clad shoulder, promptly tearing them even more than what you had distressed them to.
“Don’t suppose you happened to snag a lighter, would ya?” Stevo asks, shuffling through the many Dum-Dums and Air-Heads until he finds a pack of Camels.
“Would you happen to have lost this little lady?” You flash him the small Zippo that has seen better days. He looks at your hand and grins that grin that makes your stomach dive off a 10 story building.
“Ya know, I think you’d be a great magician if the whole “functioning member of society” career doesn’t work out, Klepto,” he mumbles out with a cigarette already in his mouth. “Whuh wah ih’? Accoun’an’?”
Flipping the lighter on, you light his cancer stick and grab your own from the carton.
“Actually, it’s computer programmer. Technology is the future, Stevo! Imagine,” you stick the cigarette in your mouth. “Getting information from a computer instead of having to look at a dictionary! O-Or sending messages back and forth with someone across the city in just minutes!” Your hands mimic the different scenarios your cig-muffled mouth exclaims, with Stevo just enjoying his nicotine and sugar.
“Wow! That’s…” he takes a drag, smoke expelling from his chapped lips. “So fucking cool!” He grins at you and your excitement of information expansion via computer connections.
“You ass! I’m being serious here!”
“And so am I! Can’t you see I’m elated for you here?” Arms spread to gesture that he is being serious.
“Oh yeah, make fun of the nerdy goth klepto. Especially the one who shared their klepto-shit with you.”
You flick open the Zippo once more to light your cigarette, only to be met with nothing but a small, meager spark that disappeared just as soon as it appeared. Glowering at the metal, you curse at it. You notice the red tip of Stevo’s cigarette moving around as he starts speaking.
“And have I thanked you for your generous contribution to the poor and needy? I can’t tell you how much this-”
His gratitude is cut off by your sudden physical closeness, then hands on his cheeks.
“Hol’ ‘till,” you tell him, aiming your stick at his.
The cigarette reluctantly lights, and within that seemingly everlasting moment, with tip-to-tip and knee-to-knee, Stevo feels his cheeks warm in your hands. The embers from him slowly light your stick, almost a symbolic testimony to what had been happening over the past few months. Slowly but surely, you’d lit his heart afire with your bright demeanour. Meeting you in the line for chicken pot pie day at the cafeteria, conspiring over the authenticity of the punk in front of you’s piercings, Stevo’s fist connecting with the guy’s face, patching up Stevo in your rundown Oldsmobile much to his chagrin. 
The next months led to you spending a suspiciously large amount of time with him just to be considered great friends. His and Bob’s place was almost partly yours, permanent toothbrush and extra underwear indicating your crossing of the friendship line. The only time away from each other was for your job and classes. Stevo couldn’t imagine another day without listening to the latest Cure song you’re playing on repeat or discussing how his parents didn’t like how he was rebelling against the common denominator of the world.
You had created a monster- a poseur, to be exact.
“Good boy!” You praise him, exhaling smoke and ruffling his blue head. He couldn’t take his dilating eyes off the black ring around the tip of the cigarette, even when you pulled on his barbed choker.
“Now, let’s get going! I have coupons for the most lovely Chinese takeout place in town! I hope you’re in the mood for chicken-fried rice!”
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jackass-lovemail · 3 years
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Stevo Levy Romance and Dating HCs
SLC PUNK BABY LETS GOOO!
I didn't really feel like writing out a whole fic so here's hcs shawties
GN Reader
TW: Sex mention, Drug mention, Alcohol mention, Blood 
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- You guys probably met at a show, party, or through friends - You start off as a fling like how he had with Sandy. A set of rules, it's an open relationship, but not really a relationship? After all, posers don't fall in love. - Even though he claims to not be in love - Again it'd be an instance where he sees you doing the dirty deed with another person like how it was with Sandy that he'd realize he's in love with you - It's at a show. A random person comes up to you. You've got a buzz and they're kinda hot, so you go at it. - Stevo, standing around with Bob and Mike sees this and something snaps - He's the only one who's allowed to have you like that. This is the first time he's actually seen you with someone else - Wasn't he the one that said the relationship is open? - He comes over and rips the poor person off of you before you even get at it and gives them a beating while the band plays in full fuckin swing in the background lol - You stare at him, frozen. Was he going to hit you next? Did you do something wrong? - After a few seconds you yell at him to stop, they didn't do anything wrong?? so wtf was he doing?? - They're a bloody pulp on the ground and you just stare at him. "Why did you do that?" - You're not even mad, just... confused. - He walks off, clearly angry. You lean against the grimy wall for a moment before pushing yourself off and heading over to Bob and Mike. - They’re just like 😐🧍‍♂️ - "What's up with Stevo? Did he say anything to you guys?" - Mike just shrugs and Bob speaks up. - "I don't know man, one second he was over here then he just fuckin' bolted over there like the flash or something."
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- The next few days he avoids you like you're the plague. You even show up at his shared apartment with Bob, and Bob was the only one there, saying that he had to go do something
- The next time you see him is at an afterparty Trish hosted talking with Mark. You approach him from behind and tap his shoulder, causing him to turn around. He was initially going to yell at whoever the fuck just interrupted him conversation with the other man, but he looked shocked. You ask to talk with him privately, and the two of you step outside into the cool night. - "So... are you gonna tell me why you fucked that person up at that show? I thought we had an agreement on your own terms?" - "Hey- Our terms, you agreed to them. I just- I don't like seeing others on my territory is all-" - "So i'm your territory now? Is that how it is? I thought our little fling was open," you laugh at him. - He thins his lips and looks away. "I didn't mean it like that it just, ugh," He was the one who set up most of the rules, most importantly, the open relationship one. - "All you had to do was ask to be exclusive with me, Stevo. It's not suddenly going to make you a poser or something." - He'd roll his eyes. "Only posers fall in love. I'm not no fucking poser, " - "Who said anything about falling in love? As much as i'd like it to be... a love thing. I guess you could already call me a poser." - He's in shock?? - Someone in love with him???? no way - On the inside he's going crazy but he kinda acts like he brushed it off - One of his large hands runs through the back of his spikey blue hair. He's embarrassed as fuckk - "I uh,,, don't mind being a bit of a poser with you." - You snicker. "A bit of a poser? Just a bit? Come on," you shove his shoulder. - “Most people who say they’re in love aren’t really into it... but... we are, right? I don’t think that makes us posers.” - You can hear him giggling. So you've won him over.
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- Yawl in poser love as fuck - After you guys are officially exclusive and in total poser love he's a lot more affectionate in private and he comes over to your fucking house so much? - Bob probably picks on him like "wow and u called me a poser" - He'd probably convince you to match stuff with him like the dyed hair or jewelry or something - He's secretly such a basic bitch omg - "Omg baby look at these necklaces lets get 2 and match so everyone knows" - You, looking down at yawls matching clothes - "Dude, we look more like siblings than anything..." - If it was 2021 he'd probably say some sappy shit in ur dms like "ur my little sussy poser" to be funny 😐😐😐 - I mean it kinda is...? - Whenever Bob is talking about Trish to him he just one ups him about you like - "Trish told me this rly cool thing the other da-" - "OH YEAH???? WELL MY S/O DID THIS AND THAT AND TH-" - Bob is just 😐😐😐😐 - Def shows you off to his friends like - "Hey hey hey Eddie check them out" - "Doesn't being in love make you a poser or whatever?" Eddie says with a hint of sass - "WE AREN'T FUCKING POSERS!! WE'RE IN REAL LOVE UNLIKE EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS SHITTY TOWN!!" as he starts going on one of his rants about the system and how most love is fake but you guys will never split up over anything ever because you're so in love its unreal - Bro calm down it's not that deep - Like everyone is looking over here and Bob is giving you a look and is about to say something about how totally in real love he's in with Trish - Shut the fuck up pplease shut the fuck up shut the fuck up
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- After Bobs death you're there to comfort him. He calls you on the phone and tells you what happened through sobs. - You rush over immediately after Bobs body had been taken out - You guys lay on his bed and he just sobs into your chest while clinging you like you'd disappear if he didn't hold on tight enough - "He was my only friend, what the fuck am I supposed to do know?" - "Me and everyone else is here, don't worry. Let it all out." - You're running your hands through his wild hair and letting him cry. You were convinced he had fallen asleep until he asked if he could stay over at your place so he wouldn't have to stay and be reminded of Bob - Ofc you let him. Why tf wouldn't you bruh - He tells you that he's gonna go to Harvard like his parents wanted him to. He wants you to come with him - If you can, he's ecstatic. You guys are gonna get married and have kids and have such a nice family!!! - If you can't, he promises he'll be back. He'll visit every time he can.  - But ofc... ik most of yawl would be like "omg... im totally going with him...!" stares at Pierrot 😐😑😐 - Yall would totally have a kid who WOULD make a cameo in the second movie.. do not argue with me on this... 
- Ghost
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the-a-word-2214 · 3 years
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Whipped this up today, I’m pretty happy with how it turned out. That’s saying a lot for someone who will completely finish a piece and then immediately hate it. I never knew Matthew Lillard would be my constant comfort person but I can’t complain, this is also coming from a girl who adored Shaggy as a child lol
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kimhargreeves · 4 years
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Only Posers Fall In Love Part 1-Stevo Levy
Summary: Only posers fall in love..right? Reader is a punk and is in love with Stevo who doesn't care about anything but living the punk lifestyle.
A/N: I needed some fics based on the movie and literally found only one. I need more!! Also Matthew Lillard looks hot in this film💙💙
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"Chemicals, man. They'll fuck you up. It's s crazy fucked up world and we're all just floating around." Our friend Heroine Bob or just Bob said to us or more specifically Steven also known as Stevo. We were at a public place but luckily no one was around since Steven was high and on the ground. He was tripping on acid since our other friend Sean was selling them, his bright green hair wasn't easily missed when we saw him up ahead and that's how Steven is the way he is right now.
I had to agree with Bob on what he said. Like him I don't use drugs, he drinks and smokes but I don't. People might say that's so unpunk of me but I could care less. I spoke my mind and heart out not caring what other's opinions might mean to me, i've always been like that.
Except I don't always say the truth and what's on my mind..I've always had a crush on Steven but I've refused to ssy anything since he always says "Only posers fall in love." That kinda hurt but having him as a friend is enough for me.
I don't want to lose him. Bob continued to lecture Steve who just smiled and laughed at his friend. I had my headphones on and my casette playing listening to the Sex Pistols despite Steven making fun of me sometimes for even listening to them.
To my left Steven was on the ground so I looked down and slowly helped him up but he stumbled a bit and held my shoulders for support. "Hey, nice color you dyed your hair." I heard him say when he looks a couple of strands of my pink hair.
"He's tripping balls. Next time you take acid I'm gonna kick your ass." Bob shakes his head looking at him friend and looks away angry at Stevo for doing these things. He continues to smoke until we reached what we called out home and I pushed Steve onto the matress.
"You should look after yourself some more." I'm worried sbout him. Steve scoffs and sits up to look at me lazily running his hand through his blue hair.
"That's such a unpunk thing for you to say (Y/N), you're starting to sound like a fucking poser." He says laughing but I ignore him and looked out to the window annoyed.
Stevo began to snore not long after so that left me with Bob.
******* As usual Steve was out to god knows where so Bob and I have been hanhing out some more. Bob continued to smoke and looked over to me, "Want to see how Sean is doing?"  
"Yeah let's check on him." We both got up from his matress and headed over to Sean's place. From what we heard a couple of hours later when we saw him he got really weird and began seeing things but I guess that's what acid do after the sprinklers accidently hit his pants.
I fixed my checkered pants and was quick to put my coat and shoes on. Bob and I began walking side by side, the cold was making me sneeze a bit and trip a little when there was snow on our path or ice. "When you gonna tell him?" Bob suddenly asked.
He's the only one who knows about my crush on Steve. "Nah I don't think I will." I try brushing the topic off but it's not easy since Bob isn't the type to ignore things.
"I disagree with you (Y/N). Stevo needs someone like you, he won't admit it sure but you gotta try. Tell you what I met a girl at the previous party we went, we got invited to another one in a week, so why don't you tell him there?"
"I don't know, Bob. I can try?"
We stop and Bob smiles at me and pats my back, "That's my girl." He stomped on the cigarette and we saw Sean up ahead sitting on the snow. It's been a whole week since we saw him and his hair is messier than before and he was a crazy look on his face.
"What are you doing outside man?" Bob asked walking closer to him and I stay behind.
"Are you him?"
"Yeah I'm him."
Sean smiles at that and looks excited, "Jesus! Have i've sinned or gone to heaven?" Bob looks back at me confused too.
"Are you okay?" I try asking Sean who's quick to look at me and he points at me. "And Sister Mary has come to visit me too?!" I stare at him serious and Bob begins to laugh.
"Wait..you're not Jesus or Mary..You're Bob and (Y/N)..how do you do it?"
"Do what Sean?" I ask the green haired punk.
"Walk on water. So you see I can't get off this chair because I can't swim." I shook my head but felt kinds bad for Sean. Bob grabbed the neck of my coat and pulled me closer when Sean told us to get closer.
"Satan is in the house. He killed my mom and turned her into a bull." Bob and I looked at the window and awkwardly waved at Sean's mom who stared at us kinda scared with a knife in hand.
The red and blus lights began to approach and the sirens inticating we've been surrounded by the police. I gave Bob a serious look and placed my hands up once the police came to grab me, Bob and Sean.
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"So that's how we got arrested." I ended up telling Steve the story when we got out. Stevo was sitting by the window and Bob reading the newspaper. Snow began to gently fall once again outside our home.
"That's so stupid. I expected Sean to run off as usual, maybe I should've gone to check up on him myself." Steve says scratching the back of his blue dyed hair."I'm afraid he's lost. Sean claimed I was Mary and that Bob was Jesus."Steve rolled his eyes and yawned.
 "If you're so worried then we can maybe visit him." He lowly said looked back outside."You're the best, Stevo." I smiled and moved my hand forward to make his hair messier.
"Hey quit it!" He told me seriously but there was a smile on his face when he saw me ready to run away but he wrapped his arms from behind me and pulled me to his mattress.
"Steve! Come on." I laughed and we both laughed staring up at the ceiling. Bob gave me a smirk and resumed to his reading. 
I blushed almost the same shade as my hair and moved my head sideway to look at him."There's a party tomorrow..would you like to hangout right after?" I whisper afraid of what his answer might be. 
Steve looks at me and smiles taking my hand into his holding it tightly."You bet. We'll get a couple of drinks first and then we'll hang out just us both." I smile and saw him face up the ceiling again, I stay still and lovingly stared at Steve.
Does that mean that I'm really a poser? Cause if that's the case then maybe I am. 
I don't think that punks should ignore their feelings if they like someone. I get why many are like this..but people can't keep on living like this, having parties, drinking all night or having sex.
Punks are people and like people they need others to survive. Maybe tomorrow i'll tell him about my feelings for him and if he ignores them then i'll have to move on from him.
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Right after bob’s death, stevo stays at your place because staying at his was too much. Basically just the reader loving on stevo is all. Their relationship doesn’t really matter as long as its clear that they are soulmates in some capacity. I think stevo just needs to let himself be loved. Grief and depression is horrible to go through alone so its great to have someone who gets it with you as you heal you know?
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A/n: This was kinda hard to write, but I definitely needed to
Taglist: @abriefnirvana
Warnings: death, angst to fluff, grief
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He wiped the tears away as he got into his car, he breathed a shaky breath as he looked at himself in the car mirror. He was disheveled, with a tangled mop of hair and wrinkled clothes.
Stevo's mind raced with thoughts of where to spend the night. And then it hit him - you were the only other person he wanted to be with right now. You would know what to do now.
Without a second thought, he stepped on the gas pedal and raced towards you as fast as his old car could go.
As he rushed towards your apartment, no matter how hard he tried to stop them, the tears streamed down his cheeks while Bad Religion blared on the radio.
He found himself thinking about Bob. Was he a bad friend for leaving him like that? He felt horrible, but he wasn’t sure about what else to do.
The image stayed in his mind, almost causing a crash as his thoughts raced, his hands acting faster than his head.
Finally, after what felt like the longest drive in history, he reached your place. He looked at a bottle of beer on the side of his door, drinking it as if he was a college kid who had just been dared to. He would need it tonight. Then he laid his eyes on someone outside.
As you were taking out the trash, you saw a small baby cat nearby and smiled. You knelt, and the cat shyly approached you. It rubbed against your leg as you looked into its curious eyes and pet it with care.
He stumbled out of his car door, the sound making you turn your head and the cat also turn its head to him.
“Stevo?” you mumbled to yourself. You recognized the blue hair quickly, and he looked at you. He was…crying?
"Stevo," you said, as you dropped your trash on the floor and hurried towards him. He was crying uncontrollably, and when he saw you, he wrapped his arms around you. You were taken aback by the sudden embrace, but you rubbed his back to give him some sort of comfort. "Oh, Stevo," you whispered softly.
He cried, tears staining your shirt as he buried his head in your shoulder. People came outside when they heard the cries.
“You're the only one I have left.” he cried into your shoulder.
“C’mon, let's go inside, okay?” you weren't sure what had happened, but it made your heart break.
You had been lifelong friends since middle school and stuck together like glue. Despite your longstanding feelings for him, you never told him how you felt in fear of him not having the same feelings.
He thought you were too sweet to him, too nice in this cruel, unjust world.
The little cat watched as you both walked up the stairs. Stevo looked back at its copper eyes and black fur, following his moves like a lucky cat in a store.
You led him inside, his sobs became more quiet and slowed down as he rubbed his eyes with his hand and sat down on a chair at your table. He felt like a loser, a poser. But you were one of the only people he knew wouldn’t judge him.
You shut the door and turned to him. It was silent for a moment while you both stared at each other.
“What happened?” you asked softly, making your way to the chair next to him.
He looked down at the ground while he explained what happened this morning. Bob had died of an overdose, your eyes widened as you listened and looked at him with sadness.
“I’m.. so sorry. Steven.. that’s horrible.” You said once he finished.
Steven. You hadn’t used his real name in ages.
He didn’t know how to respond, he simply just looked down.
“Uhm… you want me to call for you? So you don’t have to? I can tell them what happened so he can get buried, and everything else…”
He looked up now. “You’d do that?”
You nodded and smiled at him.
"Stevo, I am here for you, whether you need anything or want to talk. I’m here for you.”
“Thank you.” he mumbled, feeling himself about to cry again.
You went over to him, he stood up and hugged you again, when you both pulled away you smiled softly and wiped his tears away.
"You can stay for as long as you need, okay?" you spoke softly.
You led him into your room, telling him to chill in there for a second while you called the police. They said they had to question you, but you did not mention Stevo at all, so as long as he didn’t have to, you were fine with it.
You hung up and sighed, rubbing your forehead. You felt horrible for Stevo, who had to see his best friend and roommates dead body in front of him, crying for him.
You entered the room for and climbed into the bed beside him. He gazed at you with red, tired eyes, and wrapped his arms around your body. You reciprocated the gesture, holding him close and not wanting to let go, playing with his hair as he rested his head on your chest.
You kissed the top of his head, and in any situation, he would've questioned the action. But right now it was just what he needed.
He fell asleep quickly in your arms, his eyes heavy. You wished it happened under better circumstances.
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chalametdahmer · 7 years
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First two punks. The last two punks.
Steven Levy (SLC Punk!)
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This is long but it is important. Thanks for this!
#resist
This is where I stand. I feel that our 45th President, his Cabinet and administration, and the majority of Republicans in Congress are a real and active threat to me, my way of life, and all the people I love. Some people are saying that we should give Trump a chance, that we should "work together" with him because he won the election and he is "everyone's president." I am willing to do all of that if/when his policies seem reasonable. However:
•I will not forget how badly he and so many others treated former President Barack Obama for 8 years...
•I will not "work together" to privatize Medicare, cut Social Security and Medicaid.
•I will not "work together" to build a wall.
•I will not "work together" to persecute Muslims.
•I will not "work together" to shut out refugees from other countries.
•I will not "work together" to lower taxes on the 1% and increase taxes on the middle class and poor.
•I will not "work together" to help Trump use the Presidency to line his pockets and those of his family and cronies.
•I will not "work together" to weaken and demolish environmental protection.
•I will not "work together" to sell American lands, especially National Parks, to companies which then spoil those lands.
•I will not "work together" to enable the killing of whole species of animals just because they are predators or inconvenient for a few, or because some people want to get their thrills killing them.
•I will not "work together" to remove civil rights from anyone.
•I will not "work together" to alienate countries that have been our allies for as long as I have been alive.
•I will not "work together" to slash funding for public education.
•I will not "work together" to take basic assistance from people who are at the bottom of the socioeconomic ladder.
•I will not "work together" to get rid of common sense regulations on guns.
•I will not "work together" to mark transgendered men and women as something to fear.
•I will not "work together" to eliminate the minimum wage.
•I will not "work together" to support so-called "Right To Work" laws, or undermine, weaken or destroy Unions in any way.
•I will not "work together" to suppress scientific research, be it on climate change, fracking, or any other issue where a majority of scientists agree that Trump and his supporters are wrong on the facts.
•I will not "work together" to criminalize abortion or restrict health care for women.
•I will not "work together" to increase the number of nations that have nuclear weapons.
•I will not "work together" to put even more "big money" into politics.
•I will not "work together" to violate the Geneva Convention.
•I will not "work together" to give the Ku Klux Klan, the Nazi Party and white supremacists a seat at the table, or to normalize their hatred.
•I will not "work together" to deny health care to people who need it.
•I will not "work together" to deny medical coverage to people on the basis of a "pre-existing condition."
•I will not "work together" to increase voter suppression.
•I will not "work together" to normalize tyranny.
•I will not “work together” to eliminate or reduce ethical oversight at any level of government.
•I will not "work together" with anyone who is, or admires, tyrants and dictators.
•I will not support anyone that thinks its OK to put a pipeline to transport oil on Sacred Ground for Native Americans. And, it would run under the Missouri River, which provides drinking water for millions of people. An accident waiting to happen.
This is my line, and I am drawing it.
•I will stand for honesty, love, respect for all living beings.
•I will use my voice and my hands, to reach out to the uninformed, and to anyone who will LISTEN:
That "winning", "being great again", "rich" or even "beautiful" is nothing... When others are sacrificed to glorify its existence.
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katiehavok · 6 years
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What do you do when your foundation falls apart? I don't know. They don't teach you that in school.
Steven "Stevo" Levy, SLC Punk
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