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tinkerbellsgf · 2 years

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Updating the post I made about my dsmp ocs a while ago

@cadenator helped me make this oc

ADRIENNE

Can I Call You Tonight by dayglow and Family Line by Conan Gray and Disco by Surf Curse are her songs

She started out as just Punz’s daughter but slowly started to see the dteam as her dads

She is a butterfly hybrid so she has blue butterfly wings and antenna

She is an assassin

She was sheltered for a lot of her life by her family and she hated it

She snuck out one night

And ran into L’manburg

She didn’t know that it existed

And when she went there she loved it

She thought it was amazing and she wanted to stay there forever

When she went there she almost instantly became friends with the clingyduo

But unfortunately her family was gonna wake up soon and she had to go back home

After that night she tried to sneak out every night she could

Skipping to Tommy’s and Dream’s duel

The L’manburgians were surprised when they saw her standing by the dteam’s side

They were angry for a while but when they saw how devastated she was when Tommy died they started to forgive her for not telling them

Skipping to Pogtopia vs Manburg

She visits tommy and wilbur as much as she can and meets technoblade for the first time

She thinks he's really cool

And sometimes trains with him

She starts a relationship with Tommy during Pogtopia and becomes emotional support for him

Skipping again to Tommy’s exile

She is sooooooo pissed at Dream and Tubbo

Like why would Tubbo exile his best friend and why would Dream make him do it

She visits him as much as she can but she gets caught by dream one day and gets locked in her old home again which sends her into a spiral

She's not allowed to see the person who makes her the happiest and she’s locked back in her old room

After a few months of being locked of her old room

A crow comes to her window and tells her that tommy is at technos house

So she breaks her window and runs out of there as fast as she can

Forgetting she has wings

She has some blood on her cheek and left arm from breaking her window

She runs so fast that she almost passes out and when she gets to technos house she ignores him and pushes past him searching his house and when she doesn’t find tommy she breaks down crying until techno tells him to come out of his hiding spot

And he freaks out bc she has blood running down her cheek and she sobbing on the floor and heaving

They hug until Adri passes out from crying and blood loss

She wakes up with Tommy holding her hand and bandages on her cheek and arm

SKIPPING AGAIN IM SO SORRY LMAO

When dream goes to prison

That whole thing

Clingyduo+Adri go with him

And Dream refuses to fight her but she gets pisses off and lunges at him and yell at him to fight her

And they get into a huge argument

Like Adri is crying a screaming and Dream is also screaming

And this argument gives the clingyduo time to steal back the discs

AND KNOW IT'S TIME FOR THE VAULT

She is very happy to see punz

And is also happy to see Dream go to prison

Ik that you really like dream but I don’t and I want Adri to hate him for a very long time bc it was his idea to lock her up when she was a younger

And she's still pissed at him for not fighting her

So it takes her a while to visit him in prison

She visits him a little before tommy dies

It doesn’t go well

It ends in another argument idk what its about but I’ll figure it out

NOW

TIME FOR TOMMY’S DEATH

He spams her before he dies and screams her name along with Sam’s

When she sees his death message she just lets out a really loud scream that everyone across the smp hears

And when she sees his spams she starts crying ever harder than she already was

And she just kinda wanders for a few days

And then she griefs a bunch of people

And then goes to the syndicate and asks if they wanna take down sam

And they say yes

Can I Call You Tonight by dayglow and Family Line by Conan Gray and Disco by Surf Curse are her songs

She started out as just Punz’s daughter but slowly started to see the dteam as her dads

She is a butterfly hybrid so she has blue butterfly wings and antenna

She is an assassin

She was sheltered for a lot of her life by her family and she hated it

She snuck out one night

And ran into L’manburg

She didn’t know that it existed

And when she went there she loved it

She thought it was amazing and she wanted to stay there forever

When she went there she almost instantly became friends with the clingyduo

But unfortunately her family was gonna wake up soon and she had to go back home

After that night she tried to sneak out every night she could

Skipping to Tommy’s and Dream’s duel

The L’manburgians were surprised when they saw her standing by the dteam’s side

They were angry for a while but when they saw how devastated she was when Tommy died they started to forgive her for not telling them

Skipping to Pogtopia vs Manburg

She visits tommy and wilbur as much as she can and meets technoblade for the first time

She thinks he's really cool

And sometimes trains with him

She starts a relationship with Tommy during Pogtopia and becomes emotional support for him

Skipping again to Tommy’s exile

She is sooooooo pissed at Dream and Tubbo

Like why would Tubbo exile his best friend and why would Dream make him do it

She visits him as much as she can but she gets caught by dream one day and gets locked in her old home again which sends her into a spiral

She's not allowed to see the person who makes her the happiest and she’s locked back in her old room

After a few months of being locked of her old room

A crow comes to her window and tells her that tommy is at technos house

So she breaks her window and runs out of there as fast as she can

Forgetting she has wings

She has some blood on her cheek and left arm from breaking her window

And he freaks out bc she has blood running down her cheek and she sobbing on the floor and heaving

They hug until Adri passes out from crying and blood loss

She wakes up with Tommy holding her hand and bandages on her cheek and arm

SKIPPING AGAIN IM SO SORRY LMAO

When dream goes to prison

That whole thing

Clingyduo+Adri go with him

And Dream refuses to fight her but she gets pisses off and lunges at him and yell at him to fight her

And they get into a huge argument

Like Adri is crying a screaming and Dream is also screaming

And this argument gives the clingyduo time to steal back the discs

AND KNOW IT'S TIME FOR THE VAULT

She is very happy to see punz

And is also happy to see Dream go to prison

And she's still pissed at him for not fighting her

So it takes her a while to visit him in prison

She visits him a little before tommy dies

It doesn’t go well

It ends in another argument idk what its about but I’ll figure it out

NOW

TIME FOR TOMMY’S DEATH

He spams her before he dies and screams her name along with Sam’s

When she sees his death message she just lets out a really loud scream that everyone across the smp hears

And when she sees his spams she starts crying ever harder than she already was

And she just kinda wanders for a few days

And then she griefs a bunch of people

And then goes to the syndicate and asks if they wanna take down Sam

Because she believes that he is as responsible for Tommy’s death as Dream is

And they say yes

so they go to the prison and Adri goes inside first

And she sees Sam and tells him that she wants to take him down

And he goes “You and what army”

AND THEN THE SYNDICATE JUST BUSTS IN

idk what to put after that

skipping to the Tommy’s revival

She sees him again and is just so surprised

She puts a hand on his cheek and sees hes real

and they hug for like a million hours

Skipping to Wilburs Revival

When Adri finds out about

she tries to keep Tommy away from Wilbur bc she doesn’t want him to get manipulated

And since Adri is an assassin she takes a job from Quackity and the job is to kill Wilbur bc of their beef

and this makes her realize that Q could set her and Tommy up for life

But when Tommy finds out about about Adri trying to kill Wilbur, they get into a fight

He calls her selfish and this sets her off

Because everything she’s ever done has always been for the benefit of someone else

She has never done something for only herself

and he doesn’t know what to say

and she says that they should break up and then she just storms off

That’s it for now because I don’t really know what else to put for Adri but I really hope you like this oc me and @cadenator worked really hard on this character

#IM SO SORRY THAT THIS WAS SO LONG OMGG #atlas character #atlas rambles #atlas's moots #mcyt #dream smp ocs #oc #dream smp #dsmp #my oc adri

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vampire-fanboy · 9 months

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although for the most part i think its a tad silly to think a characters VA equals their identity in some sense (as they are voice Actors, they are providing a voice that Fits the character we are viewing and nothin more) i do think sometimes some VA's are hired for that very reason to at least imply a characters identity

not sure if that makes sense idk shrugs

essentially just because a characters VA is apart of a group/community doesn't mean the character they are voicing is apart of said group/community

HOWEVER

i strongly believe a lot of characters in media have VA's apart of a group/community because they want to code/imply the character as apart of the same group/community as the VA

if that makes sense? w/e idc im just rambling

#issak.txt #this is about floyd #hes a gay man #his va being queer?#his earring being on his right ear and right ear only?#the way he dresses?#idk man hes very gay coded LOL #if you think hes mspec of any kind im going to throw you #let alone thinking hes STRAIGHT #sorry! very protective over my fave character being recognized for what hes coded as #i love gay man rep it makes me extremely happy so to see my fave coded in such a way?#like omgg #anyway yeah dni if you ship him with women if you think hes mspec just #dni go away if you think he isnt gay thanx #anyway might delete later idk i like rambling JNGJDFSN

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nebbyy · 5 months

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Hi! Could you please do a part two to the lester/apollo x reader fic you posted?

Apollo x reader - Eternal Bonds

A/N: thank you so much for your request, anon! Sorry if this took a bit more than the time I usually take to write my fics, but as I said the past weeks have been really tiring for me🥹

Anyway, I hope you like this fic, I personally like it better than the first part, but as always let me know your thoughts on it<3

Aaaand as always, painting is "Springtime" by Pierre Auguste Cot for anyone interested!

Summary: Having regained his immortality and prestige, all that remained for Apollo was to stabilise something in his life was one thing: you. It might sound easy, but he honestly would disagree.

Warning: it is implied that Athena has a great admiration for reader, but they’re not their child. This reconnects with my own personal thoughts on how Athena’s cabin should work, so the goddess’ relationship with reader in this fic should be seen as the same as hers and Odysseus’ (if you want further explanations on what their dynamic was let me know:))) Also I must say, I haven’t read any of the trials of Apollo books in ages so I took it as an occasion to interpret Apollo’s return to Olympus how I see it more fit to this little scenario of mine.

And lastly, not a warning but this fic starts just a bit before the end of the first part, if anyone was wondering:)

Word count: 3813 (longest fic yet omgg)

Apollo stood there, standing on the elevator that would take him home. How strange, he had dreamed of this moment for months, eager to return to his home and be welcomed as a glorious hero, with restored dignity, free of the mortal shell in which he had been confined all this time. He had imagined himself proud, tall and triumphant as he entered the gates of Olympus.

Yet as he stood on his way home, he could not prevent the continuous movement of his foot against the elevator floor. There was no trace in him of the security typical of a hero, in him at that time reigned only the same anxiety and nervousness that had characterized his mortal form. First it was Apollo inside Lester’s body, now Apollo had his body back, but Lester was inside of him. That Lester had become an integral part of him? Or maybe it didn’t add up, maybe it was always there, unable to make its voice heard under the omnipresent spirit of Apollo.

Okay, maybe he was rambling, but he couldn’t help it when he felt like his nerves were about to make him explode!

The point was, he wasn’t just going home, he was going to convince his father, the king of the gods, the exact same person who kicked him out of Olympus, to make the love of his life immortal so that he could stay by his side for eternity. It was not a situation in which one could easily remain connected to reality.

Finally, the elevator slowed down its run, until it stopped completely and opened its doors with a characteristic "ding".

Slowly, one step at a time, Apollo stepped out of the elevator and advanced to the throne room, walking up the path that would take him directly there. His performance had an air of regal composure, but it was nothing more than a method of masking his tense nerves. He walked until he reached the first areas inhabited by the Olympians and some other immortal creature.

"Apollo? I didn’t know you were already back. We thought it would take you millennia to make it up to Zeus!!" He hadn’t heard it in a while, but there was no way he could ever forget the sound of Nike’s voice. The winged goddess came to meet him flying curiously, also attracting the attention of the entities that had not paid attention to the scene so far.

Some approached, recognizing the face of the beloved god, while others ran to announce his return to the major gods. First came Hestia, who with that loving family attitude, embraced him gently. "Oh Apollo, you were so good! I never doubted you could do it."

"I can’t say that with as much confidence, but I must congratulate you, Apollo, you have exceeded all my expectations." It was the authoritarian voice of Athena who spoke, who wore a smile on her face, a more unique than rare event. Apollo was so surprised by this unusual compliment from her that he hardly paid any attention to her questioning his chances of success.

For a moment he felt his eyes almost come out of his skull when a large hand was planted on his shoulder to pat him. " Well done, little brother, aren’t you as soft as you look, eh?" Massaging his shoulder, Apollo smiled faintly at the mountain that was his half-brother. "Thanks, Ares, it means a lot I guess..."

He was about to receive the coup de grâce, if it were not for Aphrodite, unconscious of her intervention, she had put herself right in the middle, affectionately placing one hand on Apollo’s shoulder while the other not very secretly found place in that of Ares, to the delight of Hephaestus who observed snorting away from the scene, but thumbs up at the sun god to express his joy.

He didn’t know how long this lasted, or exactly how many gods surrounded him at that point, but when Nike was about to hold a banquet in his honor he couldn’t control his reaction: "No wait!" His tone sounded so panicked that he caught everyone unawares. For a moment the gods almost had the sensation of speaking a mortal, so much his voice had squeaked in the air. Realizing that he had drawn even more attention to you, as if it were even possible in that situation, he gently shrugged his shoulders, to mitigate the gaze of the Olympians his nerves more tense than ever.

"Um I-" he made a false cough to try to regain his posture before starting to speak again, illuminating his companions with a dazzling smile, "sorry, mortal’s pollen, am I right? Anyway, much as I would be... ecstatic to attend a banquet, I’m afraid I must first have a discussion with Zeus about some... matters of utmost urgency! If you’ll excuse me, now.”

With little pomp, he made his way through the crowd stunned at his unusual behavior. "Poor thing, the Earth has changed him." Someone shook their head resigned, someone else did not even notice his abrupt exit, simply saying goodbye and congratulating him as he got smaller and smaller in the distance. The attention to him lasted just before each god went for their merry way. After all, when you have a whole eternity to live, there are few things left for you for a long time.

Everyone resumed doing what they were doing before Apollo’s return, all except Athena. It was in her nature to predict the rival’s moves- or rather, the moves of anyone around her. She may not have been born with the ability to see the future, but her intellect allowed her to come to conclusions almost as apt as an oracle. Silent as night, he followed the solar god, whose aura seemed to be clouded by some heavy burden.

The closer he got to the heavy bronze doors of the throne room, the lighter his head felt, as if his brain had gone numb. He was mathematically certain that he had NEVER felt so nervous in his entire existence. Not even his many figures in human form could compare to how he was feeling at the time. But it’s not like he could back out now, not after all the way he’s come, not after promising you not to leave your side. Not now, that had arrived in front of the doors.

He didn’t even have to knock, or announce his own name. No use, Zeus was waiting for him. Apollo took a breath, pumping his chest to emulate some sense of confidence before making his way into the vast hall. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked around and looked at the empty thrones, each with small inlays reminiscent of its owner. He passed by his own throne, and a sense of longing pervaded him to the thought that in no time he would have sat there again. Maybe you could convince Zeus to put a similar throne for you next to his own..

No, stay focused, Apollo, first of all he had to convince Zeus to make them immortal in the first place.

Without even realizing it, he was so taken by his own thoughts, he had reached the end of the room, finding himself a few feet from the king of Olympus. Now he could not afford to show himself weak, fearful. Come on, it had to come easy for him, he was also the god of the theater after all! As if a thread pulled him from above, he felt himself erect tall and proud, his chest out, his muscular back straight; a slight halo of light surrounded him, reconferendogli a little of that shine that has always distinguished him from the rest of the gods. He smiled at his father before bowing down gracefully. "It’s good to see you again, Father."

“Apollo, I see it took you no time to get used to your old life once more. I trust you have learned your lesson.”

“Indeed, father. And I came here to thank you for it all. It was… better than I expected.” Zeus lifted a brow suspiciously, eyeing his son as if trying to make out what’s in his mind just by his appearance. “Mmh I hardly believe that you only came here to thank me for your punishment.” Okay, even if he had second thoughts, it was DEFINITELY too late to back out. Yet despite the seriousness of the situation, Apollo no longer felt the same anxiety that had accompanied him throughout the climb to Olympus. He felt powerful, confident in his words, in his actions, but above all confident in you. He knew that if ever there was a mortal worthy of immortality, it was most certainly you. He looked up at his father, this time his smile had become less dazzling, almost a little nervous.

“Heh, you’re not wrong, father. I came here to make a request.”

“Depends. What is it that you desire?”

“How do you make a demigod immortal?”

Total silence fell in the room. The expression of Zeus was intelligible, and not being able to read the true emotions of Apollo, moreover in such a silent environment did not help to calm his nervousness. Zeus slowly blinked, covering his icy eyes for a moment before opening them again as he breathed in just as slowly. " Few mortals have earned the gift of immortality throughout history. He must deserve that honor with out-of-the-ordinary feats," he paused, as if to reflect, then resumed speaking, in a neutral but glacial and authoritative tone, "this is not impossible, but I count on one bare hand how many times a mortal has been added to the abode of the immortals over the millennia."

"I am aware of this, Father, and that is precisely why I believe that the person I speak of is the most deserving of this honor." Zeus did not answer. Not immediately, at least. He seemed confused and intrigued at the same time, as if he had not expected such a response. " My son, what do you mean by that?" Apollo could not avoid the smile that spread on his face having an opportunity to talk about your countless qualities, which in his eyes were endless. It was one of his favorite activities even when he was mortal, actually.

"You see father, they are a demigod of qualities worthy only of an immortal god. They are strong and wise, although they are still at a young age. They fear nothing but the limits imposed by Olympus, which they have served since the day they set foot inside Camp Half-Blood."He took a little dramatic pause, perhaps expecting to be interrupted by the divine father, but he gave no sign of wanting to intervene in words; he preferred to remain silent, peering at his son while he justified his reasons for satisfying his will.

"And they are beautiful, Father. They shine with a beauty far beyond that of an ordinary mortal. Even on the battlefield, soiled with blood and filth of all kinds, their beauty always resembled that of Aphrodite and Eros and all the gods of all the Pantheons of this world who possess the gift of supreme beauty." To this the father could not suppress a snort of derision, not trusting the words of the son in fact of beauty, "If I remember well such words were spoken by you also for Hyacinth, and before him Daphne, and before her still such a long series of river nymphs and mortal beings that I lost count."

Apollo lowered his head in resignation, sighing gently before looking up to speak again, "I realize this, Father, but I mention their beauty only because it would be a crime against all that is right to omit. However, it remains only one of the many qualities that characterize them, which none of my past lovers can say. But that is not the greatest reason why I consider them worthy of immortality."

"Speak openly then, you know I don’t like to wait." The blond-haired god nodded and took another step towards the king of the gods, his eyes even brighter than before, inflamed by his longing desire to obtain what he most desired in his entire existence. You, at his side. Forever.

"You see, they have done a great service to the goddess of wisdom and the manual arts. They have done the will of Athena and have done such glorious deeds that they have increased her honor. I myself was able to attend only some of their quests, but I assure you that they were so great as to justify the support and blessing of a goddess so hardly affable." To these words, Zeus seemed completely incredulous. In Olympus it was well known that Athena was the beloved daughter of the king of the gods, who always kept her close to him and always made all her will an uncompromising law. It seemed impossible to him that any mortal had been able to win the favor of the goddess, and he strongly doubted the veracity of Apollo’s claim.

The young god opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by a voice echoing from behind him, "As much as the idea of supporting Apollo’s petty whims, this time I must agree with him." Athena had followed Apollo to the throne room, suspicious of his strange behavior. He had to be honest, Apollo literally had no idea what to say at that moment; he did not expect to get to that point with his interview and certainly did not expect Athena’s support in his intent. But this was a real blessing, for she herself could bear witness to your worth.

She only gave him a scowling look, like a silent admonition to avoid yelling at him, pick up your mouth from the ground and be a god, genius! But his silver eyes were enough to relay the message, and after a moment Apollo had returned to his usual divine bearing. She blinked slowly before turning her eyes again to Zeus.

"Y/N Y/L is a demigod of undeniable quality, which also left me pleasantly surprised. It is true, they have diligently served Olympus and have especially served me, and I have let them fight in my name precisely because their wit deserved such honor. If only it were possible, I would claim them as my own child, for only twice in my existence have I met two mortal men of equal virtue, and those mortals were the king of Ithaca and your son Hercules, to whom you rightly granted immortality.

You know that I do not speak in vain when I express my opinion, and that is why I consider them worthy to also obtain the gift of immortality, especially when to these incredibly successful quests are added the love of a god and the admiration of another."

Now Zeus observed the two with two comically wide eyes, mostly due to the unexpected intervention of Athena. Even Apollo could not hide his amazement from that sudden help, but he certainly did not complain at all. Three beats passed, then Zeus cleared his voice and I speak in a more serene tone than before, though still authoritarian, "Very well, if you yourself, Athena, consider this mortal worthy of so many honors I want to believe you. Your lover will be granted immortality, Apollo. This will happen at sundown, when you bring your chariot back here to Olympus. Lead them with you, and they can live forever here with you."

"Yes!!" Apollo threw a fist in the air for joy, a small habit he had taken in his stay on earth, but soon after he realized that perhaps it was not quite the right place to give free rein to his happiness, judging by the unimpressed face of Zeus, "Um, I apologize. I thank you father, for this wonderful gift. I assure you that you will not regret it!" He slowly stepped back as he spoke to him with the biggest smile on his face, extending his arms and bending his knees in a farewell bow. Zeus, for the first time in what seemed like centuries, smiled at Apollo and nodded slightly.

"Enjoy this concession of mine, my son, and may it remain in your mind as your reward for having demonstrated your qualities, even without the intervention of your divinity."

"I’ll never forget it. They’ll never let me!" With some other ceremonious thanksgiving, which they had little given the haste and irrepressible joy of the sun god, Apollo rushed down to Olympus, hastening as much as possible to reach his beloved in the place where they had met. He looked at a clock to see how much time he had left. 7 P.M., he still had some time left. He ran like a madman, until he saw the entrance of the familiar Campo approaching. He ignored everyone around him, his perplexed children, his disappointed fangirls, his friends not too surprised to see him running like a bullet through the field, with the biggest smile they’d ever seen on him. Only Meg had a vague feeling about what exactly happened, but even if she did, she didn’t say anything and just looked at him smiling before going back to her things.

Apollo entered the forest next to the Camp and continued to run. Lucky he was back in his cool form, if he was still Lester would have collapsed out of breath for half an hour. And then finally, he finally arrived at your rendezvous point. She found you there, gently lying on moss, slumbering from the weariness of the activities at the Camp and from the worries you had freed yourself of the previous day, in that exact same place, when you had finally found your beloved. Apollo was quivering, thinking how you would react to the awakening, among the golden blankets of his heavenly palace. What would you have said seeing your body invigorated and illuminated by immortality. What would you have felt seeing that his declarations of eternal love were not fallacious, but promises that he had dedicated himself body and soul to keep.

He gently picked you up, taking care not to wake you. He invoked his golden chariot and rode with you to your new home. He kept you close, as much as he was physically allowed by the confined space. The journey did not last long, being facilitated by the godly transport; once arrived right in front of the golden gates of the Apollonian abode, he took you back in his bridal style, leading you to his- your bed. You were stretched out just as he saw your skin begin to shimmer gently, its color gradually became richer and filled with eternally vital sap. He stood by your side, filling your neck and shoulders with kisses as he crouched behind you, eagerly awaiting your rebirth as a deity.

In the morning you woke up with a strong light that dazzled you. You thought it was Apollo, who since he had returned to his true form had regained all the lustre of his nature. But no, it wasn’t him; it was you, whose skin emanated a faint light that bounced against the various gold inlays that were in the bedroom. Yeah, you didn’t remember falling asleep in a bed, the last thing you remembered was lying in the forest moss while you waited for Apollo. Wait a minute, this isn’t even a room in Camp Half-Blood!

You did it to snap up to the alert, but then you stopped when you felt the familiar touch of Apollo caressing your shoulder, sliding towards the back of your neck and passing through your hair, which had been twice as long as the day before. Normally you would have yawned, but it didn’t seem physically possible to experience any fatigue in the state you were in. You felt... almighty. You finally turned your attention away from your body and turned it towards Apollo, who was already looking at you with a loveless look.

"Good morning, beautiful." You smiled though still confused by the situation you were in. Tempting your luck, you took a sigh and then you spoke, your melodic, honey-sweet voice even though you just woke up, "'Chicken, where are we?"

"We are in Olympus my dear. I promised you that I would not forget you, that I would love you forever. And I meant every single word I said, which is why I had a little conversation with Zeus earlier, and well... let’s just say with a little help I was able to convince him to give you immortality." He said it with the biggest and most satisfied smile I’d ever seen on him, and meanwhile he hugged you and held you and caressed you all over his body, as if to confirm himself that all this was true.

You were utterly speechless, incredulous at what this god had just done in the name of love for you, but at the same time you felt a warm feeling pervading you from within, filling you with joy and happiness, as if that of him had infected you like a disease. You held your hands to his face and laughed in disbelief and said, "You’re the biggest crazy idiot I’ve ever met, Lester!"

He laughed with you, feeling pervaded by this joy that moved him from within, almost pushing him to tears by the power of these feelings. Holding you tighter, she stroked your silky soft hair as she chuckled happily, "I guess you’ll have to get used to the gold and clouds here." " Still better than a bunk bed to share in five."

Laughing together, you held each other so long as you had time, before he had to take off and lead the sun across the sky. Before he got on the golden chariot, he touched your face with his bronze hands and kissed you gently. " I still can’t believe I’m gonna be able to kiss these lips forever, Y/N." You smiled at him before you grabbed him by the shoulder to push him towards you, and kissed him again. " Then hurry up and leave, so you’ll be back soon and I’ll have a chance to convince you that everything is real." Winking at him, he laughed loudly and heartily, a more melodic sound than any lyre or flute.

"Then I shall not be long in returning to your arms, my lord" And so he departed towards the horizon, and you smiled as you watched him disappear into the sky, thinking with satisfaction of the world that will look up to him with longing and admiration, knowing that he will never again stop for anyone but you, once his daily duties are over.

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elsweetheart · 2 years

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omgg i lovee ur ellie hcs to bits!!

can i request hcs of ellie when she’s mad at you + when ur mad at her??

of course i can ! thank yooou 🤭

ellie when she’s mad at you vs ellie when you’re mad at her hcs

WHEN SHES MAD AT YOU:

• i feel like i’ve mentioned this before, but it takes a lot for you to make ellie mad. she cherishes how sweet and kind you are, and she’d hate to take advantage of that despite knowing she can be really mean if she wants to. the only times she gets mad at you, would be when she’s going through something difficult unrelated to you and you test her patience, or when you put yourself in danger.

• let’s say you did the latter, pushing her out the way of a bullet and getting your arm grazed. as you’re being rushed to safety, full of adrenaline she’d probably explode at you a little. “what the hell is wrong with you? you could have fucking died. are you listening to me? look at me! you could have fucking died!” she’d yell, throwing you off guard considering you just saved her ass.

• you’d be sat around moping with your arm bandaged waiting for her to come and see you. come and comfort you — but she wouldn’t. this would cause you to overthink and get upset. you were frightened from the experience and just wanted her to tell you it was okay but she was withholding.

• she had to freeze you out for a little while, because she didn’t know what to say to you. she was so furious that you’d ever put her life over your own, feeling like she had failed as your protector when you’d ended up getting hurt. she come to realise she was actually more mad at herself, and she needed to cool off so that she could be there for you.

• she’d finally come to see you, curled up on your mattress clutching your arm napping. you were asleep, but your face was still slightly scrunched into a downturned pout that made her heart sink in guilt. you stir when she sits beside you, placing her hand gently over yours.

• your eyes flutter open and widen a little bit to see her there and you push yourself to sit up, struggling a little with your painful arm - still slightly disoriented from sleep.

• “hey, woah. s’okay.” she helps you sit up. once you’re upright she sighs, taking a moment to look at you, taking in your guilty expression. she opens her mouth to speak but you beat her to it.

• “i’m sorry ellie. i messed it all up — you had it covered and i just got in the way and — and i know i make stupid decisions sometimes but i promise i never meant to make you mad i just—” her brows shot up as you rambled and she immediately shuffled closer, wracked with guilt as she placed her hand gently on your cheek, ducking her head to ensure you keep your teary eyes on hers. she said your name once and you stopped talking, confused.

• “i shouldn’t have yelled at you. fuck, i’m an asshole.” she sighed, hand gently snaking to the back of your neck to pull you into her so she could hold you. she was mindful of your arm, rubbing your back as you sniffled a few times.

• “i’m sorry, babe. i…you didn’t deserve that. i was trying to keep you safe and i fucked it up. you were really brave.” she rested her chin on top of your head, brows pinched as she stared at the wall.

• “please don’t be mad anymore.” you whimpered quietly into her and her shoulders dropped a little in distraught, knowing that her anger had frightened you slightly.

• “i’m not mad. you just scared the shit out’a me. that’s why i yelled.” she explained and you pulled back to look at her. she wiped your tears away, cursing herself for making them fall from your adorable doe eyes. “you wanna let me take a look at that arm?”

WHEN YOU’RE MAD AT HER:

• it’s so hard to stay mad at ellie.

• she just has this way about her. this charm, this persuasiveness that always gets you to understand where she’s coming from in the end.

• she often tried to keep you out of all her personal grievances, she didn’t want to bring that negativity to your relationship and she knew you worried about her — so when she snuck out in the night to go on some wild kill spree over a disagreement, yeah you were pissed.

• it was the next day and you were grabbing a tin of food to make something to eat when she came up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist.

• “go away.” you deadpanned and she sighed rather dramatically, eyes rolling to the back of her skull.

• “babe, you don’t understand.” she began, and that’s what bothered you. it was one thing she kept all this shit hidden from you, but another that she tells you that you wouldn’t get it — like you’re some kind of air head who isn’t complex enough to understand why she does the things she does.

• “i would. and i do. i don’t quite know what makes you think it’s okay to sneak off in the night to do that kind of thing— seriously ellie, imagine if it was me who did that. you’d be livid.” you snapped, putting your anger into the can-opener you used to bust the lid of the tin.

• “i know, i know.” she sounded a little defeated, running a hand over her face. you didn’t wanna look at her right now, not because you were mad — but because she was wearing your favourite outfit of hers and you knew she looked good. “fuck.” she sighed.

• you kept your back turned to her, scooping out the tinned ravioli and placing it into a bowl. “i’m sorry, baby. yeah, i was gonna fuck ‘em up anyway but i could’ve let you know. i’m sorry.” she complained and you said nothing, continuing to stir the food. she was making it hard to hold a grudge.

• “whatever.” you eventually said, trying to play tough and she tipped her head up to the ceiling in frustration.

• “what do you want me to do, huh? get down on my knees?” she begged and you heard her shuffling behind you. you turned around to see her right in front of you, jeans collecting dirt on the ground at the knees as she was knelt before you. she grinned, and you physically couldn’t help the small smile you displayed at her being so ridiculous.

• she took this as a sign to put her hands on your hips, fingers grazing your skin beneath where your tshirt ended. “c’mon.” she practically purred, voice smooth as honey as she kissed just above where your denim shorts started. “ellie.” you rolled your eyes but let a giggle slip out, and she knew she was getting to you.

• she fiddled with the button on your shorts, looking up at you with a playful smirk as she undid it and unzipped them, pulling your shorts down your hips ever so slightly so she could kiss above the waistband of your underwear and across where your hipbones are. “bet i could make you forgive me. c’mon.” she repeated, voice dragged down to a raspy, low drawl and you let out a shaky sigh, widening your stance slightly as she pulled your shorts down your legs. “ellie.” you repeated, but this time in the form of a quiet moan.

• she pressed her mouth to your mound through your panties, letting her tongue soak the material where your slit was and widening her mouth to mouth at where your clit would be making you grip the table behind you, almost knocking over your ravioli as you let out a whispered whine.

• “this is— mmph— not over.” you whimpered and she smirked against you, standing up slowly to kiss you, letting her tongue slide into your mouth as her fingers pushed into your panties, rubbing around your wetness. “uuuh-huh.” she smiled against you, knowing she had won this time.

ok bye idk how it got there

#strgrlxox #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams smut #ellie williams prompt #ellie williams drabble

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yuriyuruandyuraart · 1 year

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YOOO i'm FINALLY home y'all!!! :D don't get too excited tho cause school is starting tomorrow for me so it's back to exam hell once again SOBS

i honestly missed traveling and visiting relatives but boy was this trip exhausting >:'D hope i didn't miss out on too much fun tho!! i have so many mentions in my notifications omgg please bear with my slow pace while i readjust hhh xD<33333

#rambling #delete later?#guyyyys i have SO many notes sobbing crying you're all so sweet :') <3333 #GHGSG SO many things to reblog hhh i'm getting right to it don't worry i'm trying :'D #anyways i got!!! a haircut!!!! annoying long hair BEGONE mwahaha!!! >:D #and i changed my glasses!! soo many cool things happened guys waa but i missed having wifi the most hh xD #and checking this blog too but that's obvious- who wouldn't miss such awesome lil pumpkins like y'all omgg muah muah<333 #art quantity will dwindle as the school year gets more and more demanding of my time and energy :') sorry but yknow the deal by now sob</3 #thank you all for your pacience<333

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dizscreams · 1 year

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“I’M HIS PRETTY PARTY FAVOR, HE SAYS IM HIS FAVORITE FLAVOR”

— Ethan Landry ★

PAIRING: Spider-Man!Ethan Landry x GN!Reader

SUMMARY: Spider-Man helps you out of party cuz ur WASTED and then Spider-Man is actually Ethan what?! OMGG!! Then it’s a cute moment but no confessing 😰 maybe it needs a part two? Who knows.

A/N: sorry for all the Spider-Man!Ethan content lately, he’s just living in my brain rent free rn 🫣

TAGS: @ourloveisgod23 @xyzstar @wenvierismycomfort @wekiamo @beary-rambles @aesthetixhoe @c8rdigan @aqellano @teyamsgirll @mbankfav @gabbylovesreading @brakke-dino @astermath

Ethan entered the frat party with one goal and one goal only, to make sure his friends were okay. He only knew this party was happening because he was patrolling tonight and saw it and plus Chad had texted him to join you guys. You guys being Chad, Mindy, Anika, Tara, and you.

Ethan said he had Econ and couldn’t make it, which was a lie he constantly told. He really needed to come up with a new one.

Ethan was worried for his friends safety because the infamous Ghostface killer was back. I mean who would throw a party in a time like this? Let alone actually go to one. But he didn’t blame you guys, you were all stressed and scared. He was just glad it was a Halloween party so he could blend in easier since he still had his suit on.

He pushed past sweaty drunk teenagers and found his way to the living room where he found Mindy and Anika on the couch. Two down three more to go, Tara, Chad, and you. He wondered toward the kitchen and found Tara drinking, he’d definitely need to check in on her later. And he found Chad near the stairs, but the only person he couldn’t find was you.

Where were you? Ethans searched the party like twelve times and he couldn’t see you. It would probably help if he knew what you were dressed as. Just as he turned around to start at the front of the house again he bumped into somebody, “Oh, I’m so sorry-” he paused when he saw you. You were wearing a Spider-Man costume without the mask and your hair was slightly messy. You looked like you’d been drinking.

“Heyyy, we’re matching!” You stumbled forward and Ethan quickly caught you. “Yeah, I guess we are,” he chuckled. You were matching and it was quite adorable to Ethan but his main concern was getting you home safely. “Yours looks a lot better than- than mine though. Where’d you get yours? I just got mine off of Amazon,” you rambled as you played with the hem of Ethan’s mask. He gulped and gently took your hand away, now holding it.

“I just got it from.. from a friend. I’m borrowing it,” he lied. “Oh, cool. Do you want a drink? I can get you a drink?” Ethan quickly shook his head at your ask, “I’m alright, thank you though. I think you should find your friends and go home.” Someone bumped into you so the arm that Ethan had wrapped around your waist pulled you closer to him while his other hand was still holding yours. You kinda looked like a couple.

You shook your head, “I don’t know where the-they are. They’re probably partyinngg!” You exclaimed with a laugh. “Hey, who are you by the way?” Ethan was taken back by your question but he realized that you thought he was a complete stranger. You didn’t know he was Ethan Landry, you didn’t even know he was the real Spider-Man. You just thought it was a costume.

You removed the hand that was holding Ethan’s, much to his dismay, and you put it to his face. You examined him through the mask he was wearing and turned his head to the left and then to the right. “What are you doing?” Ethan asked confused. “You’re the real Spider-Man aren’t you? That’s why your costume looks so good! You’re him-!” Ethan quickly put a hand over your mouth and took your hand, “Lets go outside.”

You followed him outside the house party and stumbled down the steps. “So are you the real one? Or not?” He helped you down the last step so you wouldn’t eat shit on the concrete and led you to the side of the house. “This is getting creepy man-” Ethan interrupted you by ripping the mask off of his face. Your mouth dropped open, “Ethan? When did you get here?” He looked around to make sure nobody was near and got closer to you. He held your shoulders and got close to your face. “Ethan? What’s-”

“Okay, I need you to listen to me and you cannot tell anyone, okay?” You nodded at him and he continued, “Okay, I’m Spider-Man,” he said slowly hoping you could comprehend what he was telling you. Ethan could practically see the gears in your head turning and he saw your confused expression turn into a smile, then a laugh. “You-you’re Spider-Man? How much did you drink Ethan?” You asked through laughs as you poked his cheek.

“I didn’t drink anything-” he said swatting your hand away, “I’m telling the truth and I’m serious you can’t tell anyone.” You laughed again, “Okay, whatever Ethan. You have my word,” you said humorously. It was clear you didn’t believe him and he didn’t blame you. This was probably the worst possible time to tell you. He’s not even sure why he was telling you. Ethan sighed as he put his arm around you again to hold you up, “Okay, lets get you home.”

You nodded and let him walk you back to your dorm. It was chilly and your thin costume didn’t help. Ethan noticed your shiver and held you closer to him, “We’re almost there, don’t worry.” You responded with an inaudible noise and put your head against his shoulder.

When you guys made it there he grabbed the key from your shaky hands and went inside. He walked you to your bedroom and you flopped on the bed. Ethan put his mask on your dresser and went over to you. “Tired?” He asked and you nodded. He smiled softly and took off your shoes before pulling the covers over you and tucking you in. He took a moment to look at you, your hair was still slightly in your face but you looked peaceful.

“Hey Ethan?”

“Hm?”

“I believe you, about you being Spider-Man.”

He chuckled, “You wont remember this tomorrow.”

You ignored him and kept talking, “It makes sense because you’re always disappearing. And it makes sense because one time I saw the Spider-Man suit in your closet but I assumed it was for Halloween even though it was like April,” you giggled and he smiled at you.

“Hey Ethan?”

“Hm?”

“Why’d you tell me you were Spider-Man?”

He thought about it for a moment, “I don’t know I guess I didn’t want you to think you were being kidnapped by a Spider-Man wannabe.” You giggled and shook your head, “Is that the only reason?” He stayed silent and you nodded in understanding. You wouldn’t tell him but you were hoping he told you because he trusted you and because he wanted to be more than friends but maybe that was a lot to ask.

“Can you stay with me until I fall asleep?” He looked at you hesitantly and you scooted away from the edge of the bed. “Please, Eth?” You patted the spot next to you and he sat down. You two stayed silent for a moment before you put your hand on his cheek, “You’re really pretty, you know th-that?” You hiccuped and he smiled bashfully. “You’re drunk.”

“Nuh-uh”

“Uh-huh”

You smiled and closed your eyes, “Ya know, I’ll sleep a lot better knowing New Yorks friendly neighborhood Spider-Man is Ethan Landry.” He laughed and watched as your smile faded to a relaxed expression. And soon after he heard your small snores. He moved the hair from your face and stood up. He wasn’t sure what you meant by that exactly and he knew you probably wouldn’t remember this tomorrow, but he was grateful for the moment anyway.

He wouldn’t let it get to his head though. He’s liked you for a long time now but he wasn’t ready to confess yet. Ethan looked at you one more time before grabbing his mask and putting it on. He climbed out your window and swung away.

Who was he kidding, if you actually remembered this tomorrow he would definitely confess his love to you.

#dizzy writes?! 😵‍💫#noot proofread #scream 6 #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #jack champion #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry thoughts #spiderman!ethanlandry

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luvlyycy · 2 months

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my gooood I adore the way you write Law. he’s so so soo cocky n can talk his shit cuz he just fucks you so good. that there’s just smth so drool worthy abt it n he loves asking you abt how good he fucks too, dizzy n babbling bc of the way his cock keeps dragging, hitting all the right places. he’d probably laugh n put his hand on your tummy to feel where he’s at. when he feels you squeeze him after he questions “yeah? can you feel me right here?” knowing you aren’t coherent enough for a response? that’s when he knows he’s got you. n he’ll keep doing it too, asking you how good it feels n all open ended questions talking to himself atp. but it doesn’t matter, as long as it means it’ll keep you so pretty n whiny on his cock, all glassy eyed n lost in the way his thrusts hit just right? he’d do it every time just to see that one face you’d make.

Cocky Law he’s just so dreamy sorry for the ramble, love the way you write for him hope to see your thoughts n other posts! 🪼

omgg... you explain cocky law soso soooo well.. he's literally such a tease and cannot stop teasing you and asking you questions when he knows you cant respond cuz your jus so fucked out . he'd definitely press his palm flat against your stomach so you both can feel him go in and out of you— eheheheh. such a dreamy guy fr !!

don't apologize for the ramble !!! I LOVED IT !! RAGGG. im soo happy u love the way i write him hehe you will def see more of him, jelly !!

#cy yaps ! — ♡#《 answered 》#《 asks. 》#trafalgar law smut #🪼 nonnie ! ! — └( ﾟ∀ﾟ)┘

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caruliaa · 1 year

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it really is one of those how did it get sooo late so fast nights huh !!! so i reallyyy should go beddy bye but before i do i just want to say that uhm!!! you are scuuuuuuuuuuuuuch an incredibly amazing friend my dearest ladybird like !!!! you really do make my life soooo much more full of happiness and brightness and warmth and care and support and as well as that youre just all around a compassionate thoughtful understanding good friend who i appreciate smmm and even moreso than all of that youre just !!! such a lovely lovely loveable good person jules...!!!!!! and i am just soo lucky to know you and to have met you and i wanna say how much i care abt youu and that i love youuuuu loads and loads and loads !! (hugs you for a while if youd like !!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻💗💗💗💗💕💕💕💕💗🫶🏻🫶🏻💕💕💕💗💗💗🫶🏻🫶🏻💕💕💗💗🫶🏻💗💕)

ya i get tht feeling a lot when ur like ooof i got plany of time then u check the clock and its almost twelve and it turns put you do not got plany off time FBDBFNDNDN but ya i hope u got lots of good rest love and ough omg ;; ur so so sweet love i hope you know that i really am soso glad that i can be such a good friend to you love ad bring sm like. happiness and brightness and warmth and support and care and stuff into ur life and be so like understanding and thoughtful and stuff to you love i really am because you really do just deserve it so so much love and just because i really do just want to dearest !! bc like youre just so so dear and special and important to me love and jsut so so amazing and wonderful i feel and i hope you know that you really are the same to me love like youre such a wonderful kind caring thoughtful sweet understanding friend to me love nd ur just soso good to me and just make me feel soso loved and cared for and safe and warm with you and just like !!! just you just knowing you being your friend and having you in my life brings me soso very much joy and light and warmth and happiness dearest and just !!! you really are soso amazing love and i hope you know that you really do jsut mean the world to me and i really do just love you so so very much ;; !!! *hugs you back soso much so so close for a bit if thats okay* 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

#SO SORRY FOR ANSWERING THIS SO LATE OMGG GFHDFGD but ya :'> !!! ilusm !!!! :'> mwah !!! :'>#flappy rambles #asks #lucy !#fave

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supermarketbae · 1 year

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Heyyy, I just found you and followed❤️ could I request a billy Hargrove x reader where they argue one night and so she goes and stays the night with Eddie and somehow billy finds out where she’s at and shows up in the middle of the night and is like fuck no she’s mine and then him and Eddie argue over her and whatever else you wanna add and end how you want ofc I’m just a sucker for jealous/ angry billy

Omgg!! Hello lovelyyyy! I appreciate the follow!! thanks so much for requesting!

anddddd i made a tiny ittyyy bitty tweak to this because I felt like a little bit of angst today (sorry in advance)

warnings: Jealous!Billy, billy thinks reader is cheating, yelling, slight* panic attack for Billy (idk not really but), fluff, angst, hurt comfort :)

Some Things, Will Never Change.

You were dreaming. You just had to be. In no universe would Billy just accuse you of cheating so blatantly. You thought you had gained his trust, but apparently, old habits die hard. "I can't believe you." Billy seethes pacing in the kitchen slamming the refrigerator door open. You winced, annoyed at the noise that echoed through the dim house, When you had got home from your summer job at the arcade, You decided to pay Billy a visit. You were starting to regret that decision. "Believe what." You spit out starting to get angry at the haughty tone he was using towards you. "You playing around." Billy says eyes narrowed. "Don't think I haven't seen you flirting with that FREAK Munson." Billy growls, throwing his soda can on the table. You sigh as it bursts, eyes following the trail of carmel liquid to the floor. "I wasn't flirting Billy, He came in searching for Max and her friends, he couldn't find them so he asked me." You grit.

"You know, asking like a sensible adult. Like you should be about this situation." You say eerily calm. Billy's anger lights up like a firework at the insult. "fuck off," he growls again. "Maybe if ya didn't parade yourself around I wouldn't have to worry." Your eyes widen at his vulgar sentence. "Shut up." Your mouth hangs open "William Hargrove, don't you dare act like you don't flirt with every single fucking girl in our fucking school. AND don't you fucking dare act like I don't fucking tolerate your dumbass shit." Your screaming now. Not one to back down from mistreatment from anyone, even your boyfriend. "Then for shit's sake leave if you don't like it!" Billy shouts at you seeing nothing but red. "Don't let the door hit you in your fucking ass on the way out either!" He roars as you grab your purse and slam the door hard on the way out.

Your tearing up slightly as you get in your car. Who knows how many miles above the speed limit your driving, but your route takes you to one of your closest friend's home, who also happens to be the cause of the argument... Eddie. Knocking on his trailer door you hear a drowsy "It's open" rouse from beyond the door. Eddie's honeyed eyes light up as you drag yourself in, but quickly dim noticing you're crying. "oh my god, sweetheart what's wrong?" you sniffle louder as he calls you the pet name Billy usually does. As he pulls you into his arms, you are reminded of how Billy's frame feels wrapped around yours, and you start bawling. The whole shebang. Complete waterworks in Eddie's arms while he tries to comfort you. "Billy-mfg-Billy hates m-me" You hiccup out.

Eddie smiles bitterly. "oh honey..." Eddie trails off not knowing what to say. "Can I just... stay here." You cut off his pitiful comfort attempt quickly, feeling like a burden already. Eddie fumbles on his words, scratching his head awkwardly as he nods "Shit-of course-uh-hell-I don't really have an extra bed or anything but I can uhm- sleep on the couch... yeah." You laugh softly at his ramble. "I'm not a princess Eddie," you sigh, "I can sleep on the couch it's fine, truly." you continue as you see a look of protest on his face. He shakes his head "I'm trying to be a gentleman here excuse you." Eddie grins boyishly, and you don't know why. It could be nerves. It could be the emotional buildup from tonight. But your heart leaps. swoons even. And with a sickening resolve, you realize Billy's argument had, unfortunately, made valid sense. However, shaking your head at the thought, you let Eddie drag you towards his room to pick out a movie to watch.

Eddie's company had proven beneficial to your mood. A mere hour into the movie and your mind was elsewhere, far away from the argument you had with Billy as you two joked about last school year, munching on various health deleterious snacks that were found in Eddie's fridge. "And then she had the AUDACITY to call me 'late for class' and told me that I had to retake the whole course!" Eddie yells in indignation as you clutch your sides from laughter. "You chose to come in through the window Eddie, what was she gonna do? tip her hat and say 'pip pip cheerio' while she was teaching about the American revolution?" You cackle as Eddie slumps back on the couch snickering. Your laughter cuts short as you hear the roar of an engine.

Billy's camaro.

You panic. How could you not. Here you were with the exact boy who had caused the argument. And you knew how Billy would react to such a turn of events. To put it lightly, violence would be involved. Before you can voice your fears however, Eddie's front door slams open. You try to scream as Billy in an angered blur hurls past you and starts throwing punches, tackling Eddie, who is cussing, to the floor. "STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM HER YOU SON OF A BIT-" Billy is cut of when Eddie lands a hard punch to his gut, grimacing as he wipes his bloodied nose. "Dude!" Eddie barks "You're so full of it you don't even know what SHE'S FEELING!" Eddie spins on you pointing trying to reason with him. "I don't even want her like that man. She's your girlfriend dude so how 'bout you BLOODY listen to her feelings maybe then she wouldn't come to me dipshit!" Eddie swears once more as Billy charges at him "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he roars as he takes a winding swing. A sickening crack issues and Eddie falls to the floor holding his nose "Fucking shit Hargrove," Eddie pants from the ground.

You realize your crying when a sob lurches out of you. Hot, thick tears streaming down your face. God how you wished to be anywhere else in the world. far far far away. It's enough to take Billy out of his angered trance, as your breathing comes out in short pants. "leave him alone Billy. I'll come back with you. Hell I don't care, just stop hurting him." you say quietly turning to the door sighing. It hurt really. So much that you couldn't feel as you lurched your way to the car. As you opened the door to leave, you glance back at Billy who's staring wide eyed, almost a look of sickened fear on his face. His usual sun kissed complexion looked paled, and gaunt. "You don't deserve her Hargrove." Eddie's gravelly voice is the last thing you hear before you shut the door behind you and drive back to Billy's house.

You don't look to see If he follows you.

It's late. You knew that for sure. The sun didn't even seem to have set before you were engulfed in a night that matched your feelings. The rain was howling outside as you sat at the lamp lit table in a witchy town you wanted desperately to forget about. The only thing that was making noise in the house was the clock. The dull ticking was a comfort. A reminder to you that some things will never change.

A comfort. you remind yourself closing your eyes. Heaving in a breath you didn't know you were holding.

tick. tick. tick. tick.

It was those four seconds you would remember till the end times.

Those four seconds in which Billy came into the room, looked you in the eyes and then crumbled. Simply melted to the ground, back against the fridge. "I'm so sorry." he said simply. You show no sign of emotion as you are unchanging, and to be frank, unflattered.

As you stiffen.

he notices.

He takes into account that your usual happy, touchy, aura is gone. He realizes he's the one that caused this. He realizes that he could lose one of the only things he's loved. He realizes you could hate him. He realizes you probably do hate him. He realizes he might never feel truly loved again. He realizes that he will never love like this again. He realizes you have been one of the only people to truly care about him. He realizes he has told you his deepest secrets. He realizes how blank your usually love filled stare is. He realizes he hates himself for this. He realizes that it feels like his heart is being ripped out.

The last thing Billy realizes is that he's sobbing.

Crying harder than he's ever cried before. Crying so hard he's shaking. He can't breathe. Why would he want to anyway. Everything hurts. It hurts so so so so bad. He would rather suffocate than lose you. He's hiccuping and thinking of every single time he's done something wrong. It only worsens as he feels your hand rub on his back as you kiss his hair "Your okay my love, it's okay... you need to breathe for me darling... deep breaths." a hard shiver racks his body at your words.

"my love" you had said.

Billy doesn't believe you still love him.

"Please-I" Billy can't get the words out as his throat closes up, hoarse with pain and emotion. The pain increases as you pull him into your chest and he inhales your scent. It feels foreign and familiar all at once.

It feels foreign because he knows he might have to let you go.

"I-I- Don't deserve you- just- I'msorryI'msorry- I hate me so MUCH." Billy sobs into your chest. He flinches as he feels a tear run down his cheek. He's oh so vulnerable. Billy whimpers pathetically into your chest. He doesn't hear the sweet nothings you coo to him as you yourself let tears flow. He's broken. you both know it. There's nothing you can do about it except try to fix the boy in front of you.

And you are.

You're trying so hard to fit the puzzle pieces back together. Billy's breathing evens out as he notices he's not the one shaking anymore. It's you who is rocking him gently in your arms. His eyes flutter as your nails scratch gently at his scalp. "You deserve love Billy." his eyes roll slightly as he hears your honeyed voice. Your voice was addictive, he thought as the thoughts whirring in his brain start to slow. Billy is focusing on the steady beat of your heart. "Let me love you." Your sweet sensual drawl is back. Billy grimaces. Cringing at how much he feels for you right now. "You still love me?" His gravelly even voice startles you. It's deep, milky, and stoic. You would've never guessed he had even cried. "Always." You say pulling him closer to you.

"Forever." You ghost into the quiet room. A small whine graces Billy's parted lips at your words. You made him feel so good. "I love you." comes the deep reply. Billy is looking up at you. Icy darkened eyes concealed by his hooded eyelids. Your mind reels, you think you've forgotten how to breathe. You'd never get used to hearing that from him. It made your heart swell every time he would say it. every. single. time.

"I love you too." you say it full of meaning. It's like a promise. A promise to hold him for as long as he needs. A promise to be there when no one else is. A promise to simply love him. You don't think you could want to promise something more than this.

A calm, needed silence enters the room, as Billy tilts up his head to kiss you. You sigh into the kiss, wanting to get drunk on the feeling of his body against yours. The last thing you allow yourself to think about before you give in to the godly pleasure of Billy, Is the clock.

tick.tick.tick.tick.

Some things, will never change.

And you hoped to God, your love was one of them.

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a/n: IM SOSOSOOSOOSOSO sorry it took this long. first i had a performance to end my acting classes out and after that i had to take a mental health break. I really hope you enjoy!! thank you so much for requesting and reading my love <3

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