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cryptidsandcatacombs · 3 years

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What If I Killed Someone For You

Rating: absolutely postively adult for violent yandere content. Anyone under the age of 18 better go away. No reading allowed for anyone under the age of 18. Plus there's like one adult joke in here so no one under the age of 18 allowed for that reason either.

Summary: This is literally fueled by my love of yandere content #nojudgingcringecultureisdeadandikilledit. Noe better watch himself because he's been my muse lately. Anyways uuuu idk yandere stuff here so you know someone's getting stabbed. We should probably do something about that, but we're not gonna. Thems the rules chief. No, you can't stop it either you total fucking killjoy. I'll start stealing toes if you do. What will I do with said toes? Black markets are a lucrative business and I need the money cause I'm broke fam. So really it's the economy's fault that I'm chopping toes. Say thanks late stage capitalism. This is brought to you by idk the monster under your bed who chops off the toes for me. He gets paid by the hour so try no to run too much ok.

Oh and this fic contains lyrics from If I killed someone for you by Alec Benjamin. Yes I'm inserting song lyrics into a fic like it's the early 2000s.

I'm packing up my things and I'm wiping down the walls I'm rinsing off my clothes and I'm walking through the halls I did it all for her So I felt nothing at all I don't know what she'll say So I'll ask her when she calls

Would you love me more? If I killed someone for you

Oz was considered by most a laid back sort of guy. Never angered easily. He can get frustrated like every other person, but not so easily angered.

However, despite his laid back nature, he had a vice. Jealousy. One that he was very self aware of. He often tried not to let it get the better of him, but there it was. A beast clad in green with eyes of emerald staring him directly in the fact tempting him with its siren song.

The siren song came in the form of Noe Archiviste and....whoever this girl was that was hanging all over Noe right now. She had a voice as sweet as molasses and brown curls that fell down her shoulders like waterfalls. She would run her hands over Noe and look at him with her doe eyes. She was a cute on overall. Couldn't blame Noe for taking interest if it was there.

He seemed to not the mind the attention he received from the lady...nor the frivolous compliments....nor the blatantly flirty way she seems to be touching him with every caress of his hands into hers and the way she wraps her arms around his neck.

Oz's eye twitched. Oz could have stuffed down all this rage and envy that suddenly sprouted from the ether, but jealousy was truly Oz's vice. One he wasn't planning to fix any time soon. He wanted to sit there and be happy for his dearest Noe. Stay to the sidelines and be happy for his good fortune for love is one of the greatest things you can find.

However, there was another urge. One just as strong.

"I want her to die," cried Oz's thoughts. "I want her gone. She can't take Noe away from me. She can't. I know him and I aren't together in a romantic sense, but...I don't want her taking away my chance either. She has to go"

"Now now Oz," said another voice in Oz's head, "You know that's wrong. You can't go around getting rid of anyone you see as a competition or obstacle towards someone you care about."

Oz was prone to scolding himself at times like these. He always held himself to high moral standards. Sometimes too high. To the point of self-loathing. Impressive if you ask the writer. Self awareness? Bitch please for shame. This isn't a call out post for myself. What is it you may ask? Hey, we're getting off topic you little trickster. You're supposed to be a reader. Not breaking the fourth wall.

"Yes yes I know I can't do that. I'm not going to. That still doesn't save me from any form of feral urge to wring her neck and ship her body down the river and hope and have her loved ones pray she can be identified by her dental records. Fuck does she even love him. What if she's out to hurt him or worse just wants him for his body? Look at him! He's gorgeous. Who can blame her? What if she doesn't love him like I do," said Oz's internal thoughts.

"Oz you're being dumb. She might love him unconditionally too and he deserves that for himself," Oz argued internally with himself back.

"I know I know, but I'm just saying what if. I just don't like the idea of him getting hurt nor the idea of her taking him away from me. I'm entitled to that feeling aren't I," Oz continued to debate with his voice of reason.

"Fair, but lets just wait and see. He's a big boy and can handle himself," Oz's voice of reason stated.

"Yeah a big boy in more ways than one I bet," said the third internal Oz voice of being horny and all around slutty that constantly lives there.

"This is getting us nowhere," Oz himself decided to just cut the internal argument off before it turns into a blood match to the death. This was disturbing his routine of stalking Noe for ...research purposes.

Oz looked over to now see them sitting down at the nearby cafe. They were seated across from each other. Oz noted Noe might be enjoying his usual coffee or tea. He liked it extra sweet either way. The man has one hell of a sweet tooth.

"Yeah I bet that brown haired hussie doesn't know that, but I do," Oz thought to himself smugly.

Oz looked back at Noe's companion to see her touching his arm and doing the egregious crime of looking into his magnificent purple eyes. Wait....was she now touching his face?

"You lucky bitch," Oz thought to himself this time with anger brows drawn on the words for dramatic emphasis.

Oz ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "Damn it! How long is this date going to last? I hope it stops before I puke up a lung," Oz thought to himself this time internally rolling in pain.

Hours passed and Oz with surprising tenacity had stayed there all day following Noe around with the clever disguise of wearing a hat and ya know some shabby clothes. Truly no way he could be recognized. Yep, he's got it all figured out.

Oz decided to follow them home from a fair distance. Oz looked up to see the sunset. It was starting to get dark and Oz hated the dark, but he hated certain people who might harm those he loves even more. A little nyctophobia isn't gonna hurt.

Oz followed quietly until he noticed they stopped in front of a flat. It was her flat. Noe escorted her to the door like the gentleman he is and waved her good night. Oz had found a nice dark alleyway to hide in so he wouldn't be spotted.

Noe headed towards Oz's direction which caused Oz to hide deeper into the darkness. Oz bit his lip from the anxiety of being found and having some explaining to do. Like who was he kidding? This disguise was paper thin!

Noe looked like he was passing by Oz, then stopped. Oz froze. Oh god had he spotted him?

Before Oz could register what happened next, Noe had gone in a flash. Oz knew he was fast, but he couldn't see where he went.

It was then a grunt and the sound of what seemed to be something getting bashed against the wall behind Oz. Oz slowly turned to find Noe whose hand was pressing something against the wall.

It was then he grabbed whatever he was holding and slammed it again. Oz stared into the darkness to see his eyes glowing red to match the blood on his gloves.

After another slam, the clear sound of bone cracking from the impact could be heard. Noe dropped, what Oz could assume, the now lifeless body of the person he just killed.

Noe turned to see Oz and Oz froze. "Ok ok maybe he doesn't know it's you," Oz thought to himself. "Oh I know."

"Aye top of the morning to you," Oz did in his best Irish accent that he could muster.

Noe leaned down and inspected Oz. Oz could only look at Noe confused as Noe lifted Oz's arms and looked over Oz's face and the rest of his person.

Noe then gave a sigh of relief. "Good, I was afraid he had hurt you Oz," Noe said putting a hand on Oz's shoulder.

"Wait, you knew it was me," Oz said face turning hot.

"I mean, I'd recognize you from anywhere. You're not hard to miss," Noe pointed out.

"Oh uuu so what happened exactly," Oz asked now curious about the now lifeless elephant in the room.

Oz went to look at the supposed body only for Noe to yank him back and shook his head no.

"You're squeamish," Noe said taking his bloody glove off, putting his now bare hand on Oz's face,"I wouldn't look."

Oz shuddered taking Noe's advice.

"The man had been following you. I know of him. That vampire right there would have killed you where you stood if I hadn't done something," Noe said honestly.

Oz batted his lashes in shock taken aback. "I...almost died," Oz asked.

Noe nodded. "Fortunately, he doesn't kill in broad daylight, so I had to wait til night. I had just noticed him following you today. I don't know how long he's been doing it for, but if I had noticed earlier, he would have been dead on the first day," Noe nearly growled out. "I'd rather not have killed him in broad daylight either,ut if I had to, I would have," Noe wanted to point out. "If he had attacked you, I absolutely would have."(edited)

Oz turned pale. "W-wait, when did you notice I was...," Oz said not knowing how to word his next question.

"Following me," Noe asked for him, "Since I left the house. You're not exactly subtle."

Oz blushed. "Oh uh sorry I was just curious as to what your daily routine was like and then I noticed you had a female companion, so I was trying to see if you were safe," Oz said nervously.

"Her? She was lonely and needed company, so I obliged. She's a bit friendly, but so am I," Noe pointed out.

"So are you...interested in her? Dating her even," Oz asked getting to the point.

Noe shook his head. "Not in the slightest," Noe said heading towards the body making effort to cover it up. "I'll dispose of the body in a minute. Let's take the back ways so I'm not caught soaked in blood. I need to get you home," Noe said quickly leading him back.

"Wait what if someone finds it," Oz asked fearfully.

"This will be quick," Noe said picking up Oz and speeding off.

Oz could often forget how fast this unstoppable force of a man was.

A few minutes later, Oz was back on his doorstep. Oz rubbed the back of his neck looking towards Noe wondering what Noe was going to do now.

"Now, go inside and don't come check on me. I don't want to have to hide more bodies this evening should more make the fatal mistake of coming after you," Noe said waiting til Oz got to his door.

"Ok ok," Oz said opening his door.

Oz waved Noe off as he sped away to do the dirty work.

Later that night, Oz flopped over into the bed still registering the fact he just saw Noe Archiviste straight up body a man. The sweet, gentle lamb of a man just increased the body count this evening. The man was now a statistic in vampire based deaths. Truly mystifying.

Oz wanted to stay up and see if Noe was going to be ok. However, sleep took Oz before Oz could make any quick decisions. It had been a long day.

As Oz slept, Noe crept in with any blood soaked clothes supposedly disposed of. Noe bent down and ran his fingers through Oz's hair.

Noe's fingers drifted to Oz's pulse on his neck. Long has Noe fantasized about marking Oz's neck. The thought made him shiver, but he couldn't. He couldn't bare to do it with him possibly not consent as marking someone like that is a big deal.

Noe pressed a little more of the pulse of Oz's neck. The beat made Noe's heart race and what Noe could swear was drool. To be so intimate with Oz to the point he trusts Noe to drink his blood. It was enough to make him shiver.

Noe shook himself from these thoughts. He couldn't give in. Not without Oz's permission.

Noe got up quietly and shut Oz's door bedroom door behind him as he left. He couldn't bare to kiss Oz's face good night as he was afraid it would trigger something in him.

Noe fled out the door into the dead of night towards his place. He wouldn't let any harm come to Oz. Even if that danger was himself.

#self indulgent fics

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mysmedrabbles · 5 years

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Now She’s Getting Married [Saeyoung Choi Drabble]

requested: yes

a/n: this has been a vague idea in the back of my head for a while now but I finally found a bit of inspo! listen to this for a better experience, Alec Benjamin physically hurts me you guys,, anyways enjoy!

background: Sevens route where his yelling and pushing you away works, essentially driving you into the arms of another...

warnings: melancholy sadness

-pained mod alex

Hanahaki (noun)

하나하키병

an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals.

Suffocation.

That was the only way to describe it; a deep longing feelings that held no end, no hope for the weight to lessen. Yet it felt fitting, that the final event in his short miserable life would be of his own doing.

How stupid had he been? To love you so much and yet treat you so badly? This had been fully on him, his own fear, his own cowardice causing him to mess up the best thing in his life, meeting you, protecting you, falling in love with you... but now sitting under the stormy sky, tulle and fairy light adorned isles and Zen standing under a beautifully designed archway, it all seemed so much worse than before.

He could barely take it, every glance at Zen standing up at the altar, crisp red suit making him positively glow as he stood next to Jumin, a proud smile on his face as he mumbled something to the actor... it killed him.

It should have been him standing there waiting for you. He would have waited his whole life for you if he could, just for the chance of forgiveness, of getting the chance to start over and to cherish and love you the way you deserved.

His hands worked quicker than his mind, muscle memory taking over as he typed into his laptop, hacking into the apartment security cameras, ready to expose the new intruder. How could he have messed the algorithm so badly? How did this person get into the apartment?

The CCTV footage popped up on his laptop, the face of a bright young lady staring at her phone in bewilderment making him lose all sense of self, her inaudible chuckle at something someone had said making his heart soar. It was like he knew her already, this stranger, memories he could not yet access; however at the same time he knew nothing, an otherworldly pull to this stranger making his hands quiver ever so slightly as he typed back to the chat giving her presence the all clear.

He knew it was selfish, thinking of his best friends fiancé this way, thinking about the way he’d exchange messy kisses with you in the rain as you ran for cover inside a convenience store, exchanging glances at each other like two sneaky teenagers being in love for the first time, fully enraptured by each others presence, holding hands as you cuddled, telling each other everything in your witty banter style way...

It hurt.

Yoosung: 606?

Mc: 110-000-110 & 111-000-111 ~

Saeyoungs face flushed red, biting back a smile as he turned in bed, curling up into a ball as rampant thoughts ran through his head, the image of your smile clear as he chuckled back a corny response. He wondered- were you smiling too? He hoped so. The thought of your laugh, your response to his jokes and banter brought him a sense of peace as the conversation continued, reading every message from you twice like a holy script, sacred texts keeping him from drowning in his own thoughts. With you on his mind he felt safe he felt... happy.

He stood alongside the rest of the crowd, lost between friends and family alike as he watched you walk down the isle. A small red coloured bouquet sat loosely in your grip, creme dress flowing round you as you walked, wind blowing your curls back ever so slightly, creating an ethereal look about you. Dress hanging over your hips, he could have sworn you were a fairy, one who had cast a spell on him, rather a curse, a curse to love someone who was so much better than him, who deserved so much more than he could give.

As you walked, he managed to catch your eyes, and for a second he saw something in your face, the slightest twitch of your eyebrow, the corner of your mouth.. he’d studied your expressions long enough to know there was something unspoken... a sadness?

...

You held his gaze, Saeyoung Choi’s bright golden eyes hidden behind his dorky glasses. You couldn't see his expression well, just his lips together in a tight line, like if he released his jaw he might spill his secrets, tell you all he horrible things he thought about you, the way he continued to adore you, how every time you saw him he hoped you’d kiss him,, that you’d leave Zen and be with him.

His hair was messy, fatigue obvious in the way he steadied himself on his chair as he watched you, eyes softening as you flashed an anxious smile his way, turning back to look ahead, to Zen, to your future.

A slam of the door, your own furious face disappearing, and where there had been anger, the air of frustration and disagreement now lay the heavy silence of his words, casting you out of what had become your own home. You were gone. He knew that for sure. You were gone and it was his fault.

“And do you, MC, take Hyun Ryu to be your lawfully wedded husband in sickness and in health till reset death do you part?”

“I do”

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maatryoshkaa · 5 years

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Hi! I'm new to tumblr so I'm still figuring out how all this works 😅 Just wanted to say that I LOVE your writing style! My cat, Bubbles, and I enjoy reading your story at the end of a long day 😸 Your characterization of each member is so well thought out and distinctive and I live for it. Jisungie especially reminds me the song Fairly Local by Twenty Øne Piløts. So.. I guess I was wondering if you listen to music when you write? And/or if any songs inspire your characters?

[10:16 P.M.] hehe tumblr always has tricks up its sleeve, i’m still figuring it out myself (being the grandma i am)! ahhh my writing style...i’m still figuring it out, but it means so much to hear you say that you enjoy it 😢

The image of you and Bubbles reading my stories at the end of the day really brought tears to my eyes, that’s so sweet :’) sending both you and your cat all my love hehe

Fairly Local!! I used to listen to a lot of Twenty Øne Piløts, and I have to admit this has never crossed my mind! Listening to it gave me a whole new perspective on the story, so thank you so much for that!

And yes, music is so important to me when I’m writing, I actually create individual playlists for specific moods (or, in the case of young god, for each au!). I’m thinking of sharing the playlists here, but for now here are my top picks for young god:

🎧 1. Madness - Ruelle (obviously haha)

🎧 2. Gasoline - Halsey

🎧 3. If I Killed Someone For You - Alec Benjamin

- ryu sends cuddles and head scratches

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pricryo · 5 years

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All the love asks

“Blush : What do you do when you have a crush on someone?”- i draw art of them and make playlists for them in secret and imagine how cool it would be to hold them… i also try to do whatever i can to make them happy, even if it makes me sad.

“Kiss : What’s the sweetest thing someone has done for you?”- i was once given a series of letters that spanned over the course of december with roughly one letter every day until christmas! it was all good, positivity, lovey-dovey stuff!! i really cherish that. i also really cherish every single time john has drawn something for me!! especially the things that were to cheer me up!!!! 💛💖

“Cuddle : Which one of your mutuals do you really want to hug right now?”- @blondewolfhd come get your hugs, love!! 💛💖

“Heartbeat : What fictional character do you love?”- oh, plenty!! there’s a full list on my carrd under comfort characters, but the main romo comforts are: john laurens (hamilton musical), brightheart (warriors), hollyleaf (warriors), jay merrick (marble hornets), steve rogers (marvel), arthur pendragon (bbc merlin), sir leon (bbc merlin), sir lancelot du lac (bbc merlin), sir gwaine (bbc merlin), and john marston (red dead redemption)! 💛💖

“Romance : Perfect date?”- going to a zoo or an aquarium!!! that would be super fun!!!!! or like… going to a cafe… or really anything!!! like… the perfect part is just being there with my partner honestly…

“Joy : What truly makes you happy?”- being with my partners and just… having fun, goofing off!! or doing things together!!! just being with them and just… loving them… they make me happy.

“Happiness : Who are your kin?”- assuming this means family, i have an older brother and sister, a mother and father, and three nieces and a nephew. not counting my many, many cousins. or my uncles/aunt. however, i don’t really… consider them family, for the most part, other than my older brother and one of my nieces (i call her kidd and she’s got some issues, but she’s pretty chill). in addition, i also co-own one pug (meatball), one blue heeler mix (fluke), one white cat (archimedes), one orange tabby cat (napoleon), one calico cat (mr. meowgi), one albino rabbit (casper), one rabbit with a “wild coat” (acorn), and one rabbit that’s brown with black splotches (berry). i also have… three adoptive dads and four boyfriends!! 💛💖

“Love : Are you, or have you been, in love before?”- yes!! i am deeply in love with my boyfriends!! john and leon are the only two that aren’t in my system, but i love them all the same!! unfortunately, i do have a bad habit of only referring to john, mostly because i typically feel afraid to tell people i’m dating two of my headmates and one of his, and i really wish i could break that. leon, gwaine, lance, john… i love you all equally. 💛💖

“Beloved : What do you love the most about yourself?”- i’m trying harder to learn how to love myself, but i think… my eyes? or better yet, my creative talent. i’m trying really hard to hone my writing ability considering how it’s my special interest and i’m an aspiring author!!

“Sweet: Favorite love song?”- currently, it’s if i killed someone for you by alec benjamin, but other good ones i like include the anchor by bastille, white blood by oh wonder, and i found by amber run!!

“Cute : What’s your aesthetic?”- unfortunately… it changes way too often. over all it’s had a foresty theme for a while, but sometimes it’s also been retro games and pixel art, and sometimes it’s been sunflowers and pastel colors and being gentle, and once it was books and reading and coffee, and once it was pirates back when they were one of my special interests! right now, i don’t really know what it is, and i really wish i did.

“Thoughtful : If you could change your name, what would you call yourself?”- this is also a very hard question! right now, the current name i’m going with is timothy alexander lucas(?) laurens (or technically wright, but then when i marry john, it’ll be laurens)!! but i also like a few of my kin names (merlin, icarus, javier, and bucky namely)! and i’ve probably entertained the thought of a few other names at one point or another, but right now i’m most comfortable with being called tim by most people!

“Charming : Who helps motivate you?”- my partners are my main source of motivation!! 💛💖

“Beautiful : Who is your ideal significant other?”- i’m already with them!!! 💛💖

“Affection : Who do you ship?”- plenty of ships! my biggest ship rn (mostly because of the kin shift) is jovier (john marston/javier escuella)! another one of my major ships is merthur (merlin emrys/arthur pendragon)!! you can ask for a more extended list in a separate ask but rn this is all that comes to mind!!

“Kind : What Pokemon would you be?”- where i kin a lot of pokemon… i have many options, like umbreon, jirachi, pikachu, zorua/zoroark, midnight lycanroc, pyroar, shiny yamask, shiny quilava, the rowlet line, and deoxys! that isn’t even counting my synpaths, either! but right now, i’m feeling mostly like i’d be midnight lycanroc! :0

“Heart Beat : You’re getting coffee with a celebrity, who is it?”- i don’t really know!!;;

“Giggle : Do you believe in love at first sight?”- not exactly!! i believe you can feel attracted to a person, but you can’t fall super deeply into love with them until you know every little detail about what makes them wonderful!! 💛💖

“Laughter : Who can always make you laugh?”- my partners!! 💛💖

“Smile : What do you find attractive?”- i don’t really know!! ;w; i don’t think i have any specific preference, but john says i do, so i’m uncertain!!

“Warmth : What is your happy place?”- a warm bed in colorado curled up with my husbands! 💛💖

“Huggable : What are your favorite flowers?”- mostly sun flowers and tea roses!! there’s plenty of them i like that i can’t remember rn, though!!

“Soul Mate : Who is your best friend?”- without a doubt, my best friends are my partners! 💛💖

“Unique : What qualities do you look for in other people?”- generally, i want the people i’m dating to have similar values to mine (anti-racism, anti-terf, anti-trump, anti-islamophobia, anti-xenophobia, etc!) and be a good person!! nothing else really matters to me!! 💛💖

“Trust : Do you trust people easily?”- i used to trust super easily, but after being put through emotional abuse my one of my best friends at the time and being manipulated after putting all of my trust in her, i find i can’t do that so easily!! however, i’m still slightly easy to trust, from what i’ve noticed recently!!

“Dearest : What item is most dear to you?”- literally anything my partners have ever given me!! like the candles john made!! or the art!! or the letters!!! or the minecraft sheep plushie that i love a whole lot!!! or the blankets!! or the things they’ve taken from the bad house and brought to me!! i love them a lot!!! 💛💖

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wisdomssdaughterr · 2 years

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Now for the last part of the trilogy which is going to be the shortest lol. So for some songs on the Steve playlist: Alone by nico collins, overwhelmed by royal and the serpent, monster by skillet (which could also just fit the whole show lol), if I killed someone for you by Alec Benjamin, and Love Sux by Marisa Marino. That was a lot of songs so I’m gonna stop it there for the Steve one. Also you can tell me if you don’t think they fit. Sometimes I just add things to my playlist so I tried avoiding picking those ones when I was typing. Okay I have to tell you about two songs that fit the vibe of the show because they were the reason I even started making playlists lol. Lullaby by against the current. Again and again by against the current. It straight up fits the vibes and it slaps.

Also I can’t wait for calum and Tamara to come back!! Ahh I’m so excited! Also really excited to see how the bathroom scene with Steve and Robin is going to go! Because he obviously doesn’t harm be the crush on Robin so like… And excited to see what Steve will say when he’s on the drugs. It makes me so happy and Im happy that you have been loving doing your own fic. Also yeah sometimes those fics go by really fast and I’m like wait a damn minute. Cuz sometimes it could legit be like a week that they’ve been around each other and I’m like hang on.

Also lol this ain’t related but I believe one time we were talking about Steve having a sibling type fic. And I just gotta say I can’t stand it when they make it a point that the oc is protective over the gang and oc was present when billy was beating them up. But then the oc still either is friends with billy or goes out with him. It makes my blood boil! lol I just wanted to add that because we were talking about something in fics that annoys us a little bit. Sorry that I brought down the happy mood here!

ohhh all of those songs are so good!!

I'm really trying to get the last couple of chapters posted in the next coming weeks before s4 drops and I'm literally so excited for the finale and the lead up to season 4!! the bathroom scene is the next chapter that should go up today. obviously I had to change the confession around a little bit, but I really liked how it turned out. steve and robin’s friendship is so important, and so is that whole conversation so like I obviously had to keep that in the fic. and yes! I’ve had to stop reading so many fics because the relationships move unrealistically fast. some people are all for it but I just cannot.

ugh yes I can’t stand that either! especially when the OC is very obviously set up to be this older sister type figure in the kids eyes and she watches billy go after lucas that night at the byers and beat the shit out of steve. and sometimes it’s just brushed off? it’s one thing if they’re going out before hand and that serves as like the breaking point, but the have them still be all for him after that night baffles me.

#answered ask #project sunshine

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