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#'In pieces - Linkin Park'
onearmedlegend · 1 year
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I’m just imagining that Billy’s finally free of his father’s clutches; he’s gone to jail. The Mind Flayer is gone. Max was invited to the Byers for what they called a family dinner. But what didn’t make sense was that people unrelated to them were there? The little Byers’s friends and big Byers’s girlfriend. Oh, and the Police Chief. And Harrington. Basically everyone who hated him, great.
Except for that weird girl El. Who helped him more than he can ever say.
Max said she wanted to go, and Billy had no problem with that; there wasn’t a horrendous ‘curfew’ to be home by anymore. There wasn’t going to be any slurs and punches and throws and things (Billy) thrown around if they were late anymore. No skipping school for injuries or pretending bruises were from someone on the basketball team anymore.
But people were still scared of Billy around town. They knew of his father’s actions and were worried he’d be the same. Or they looked at him with pity as if they had any idea what happened between closed doors.
What used to be unfiltered, flirtatious, and longing stares and empty conversations—now were rapid flashes of glances before scurrying away to the safety of their homes. As if Hawkins was safe. Everybody was too scared to be out on the streets for too long before something in the nights, or god forbid day, swept them off to someplace terrible.
After that summer, more people were afraid. Billy understood. They didn’t, not really. But Billy did. And he was afraid for himself. Of what he could do, now that he saw what that thing did to him without permission. Without fear. Without care. Without a second thought.
So Billy kept his distance when they arrived. Max took off towards the Party, who were all hanging out in the living room. They were setting up the game of D&D or something, but Max watched and pretended to listen. She was pleasantly comforted by their presence. El looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back, and her head dropped to the board game at hand. Nobody else noticed.
Harrington was sitting on the ground next to the kids. Harrington took him by surprise; he wasn’t related to anyone here. He dated older Wheeler a while ago (a year now?), and she was with older Byers. Was he invited by Mrs. Byers? That got Billy’s head scratching.
But then he saw the curly-haired kid named Dustin look back at him and yell something. (It was more of a squawk, but whatever). Max shushed him and apologized to Steve with a smile, and Harrington shrugged her off, softly grinning. Sinclair, little Byers, and little Wheeler asked if he wanted to join, and he calmly said, “Nah, this isn’t my game. You kids go right on ahead.”
The older Byers was cozying older Wheeler on the couch. It was like they were in their own little world. Both of their eyes were glimmering at each other, or maybe that was all the Christmas lights shining from the Christmas tree. No matter what, Billy could tell they were where they wanted to be.
Mrs. Byers and the Chief were huddled in the kitchen arranging everything accordingly. It made Billy charmingly confused that a broad, intimidating man like the Chief was being fussed around by this anxious woman slapping his hand when he took a cookie off the plate. Billy slipped a chuckle but covered it up with a fake ‘clearing of the throat’.
That was when they all realized Billy was there. Time seemed to come to a halting scratch when they saw him. He offered a little wave and small, “Hello.”
The kids mumbled, “Hi, Billy.”
Older Wheeler and Older Byers almost glared at him behind their acknowledgments.
Harrington was more in shock rather than anything else.
Mrs. Byers ran up to him and greeted him with a squeeze of the shoulder.
The Chief took an apple, bit into it, and strode over to him with an unreadable but questioning stare. “How are you tonight, kid?”
“Good, sir. Yourself?”
“Good. Have you tried the cookies yet?”
Billy was frozen. “Oh, um. No?”
“Even better.” He leaned in and patted Billy’s shoulder. “There’s still plenty left.”
“Hopper!” Mrs. Byers exclaimed. “No eating cookies before dinner!”
Billy chuckled when the Chief shrugged and walked back into the kitchen.
A pair of arms wrapped around his waist. A little voice could be heard into his jacket. “Hello, Billy!” Billy looked down and saw a little girl with blonde hair put into two ponytails hiding at his side.
Older Wheeler hopped off the couch and ran towards the little person hugged into Billy’s jacket. She pulled the girl off and got down to her eye level. “I’m so sorry! Holly, you can’t just ran up and hug people like that, it can scare them!”
“But,” her voice squeaked, “we were supposed to say hello with hugs!”
“Yes,” older Wheeler agreed, “but he didn’t see you!”
Billy cleared his throat. “It’s um…it’s okay. She’s all good.”
Older Wheeler looked surprised and relieved that Big Bad Billy wasn’t going to be pissed at her little sister. Her shoulders dropped as she sighed and got back up. Mrs. Byers called her into the kitchen just then. She walked away, with one last glance saying, “Thank you.”
Harrington walked up to the little girl, Holly, and swooped her into his grasp. He said, “Lookie here! Whatcha doin’, Holly? Hm?”
Holly giggled into his chest as she mumbled, “Nothing.”
Seeing Harrington being good with kids was one thing. Harrington being good with little kids made Billy’s heart skip something awful.
Billy’s face flushed as Harrington’s hair fell forward with a soft giggle. Harrington looked up at Billy and then Holly. She reached out towards Billy.
Steve’s eyes went big. “Ope, looks like she wants you to hold her. You got her?”
“Oh, um…I think so?”
“Billy!” Holly exclaimed and leaned forward, almost completely out of Steve’s hold. Billy held his arms out and arranged himself to hold her properly.
Billy looked at Holly as she started messing with her sweater sleeves. He smiled at her and asked, “That better, Holly?”
“Yes!” she laughed and hid in his neck.
“Yeah?” Billy asked in a lighter voice to meet hers.
“Yeah!” Holly leaned forward and hugged her little arms around his neck. Billy was caught off-guard by the gesture.
Harrington hid his smile behind his hand. His eyes softened when he realized Billy was hugging her a little tighter than before.
Billy’s eyes were tearing up faster by the minute. Harrington reached out his hand and wiped away a stray tear with his thumb. They both shared a sad stare.
Because if Billy was crying over the fact a little kid trusted him, even after all of his actions that summer, that wasn’t anybody’s business but his and Harrington’s.
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gothm0th · 10 months
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got the last piece on my music sleeve today 🥹
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privartidahos · 6 months
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shithole apartment
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leaving-fragments · 6 months
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when i was like eleven years old i made up a mamma mia style musical, except instead of abba songs it was the minutes to midnight album. i don't think i have reached the same level of genius since
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alina-dixon · 2 years
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Fandoms I write for:
(I Only write x Male readers)
(smut is allowed!)
Lists: part 2, part 3, part 4 Part 5
Linkin Park:
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- Chester Bennington
- Mike Shinoda
Supernatural:
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- Sam Winchester
- Dean Winchester
- John Winchester
- Castiel
- Lucifer
Star Wars:
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- Anakin Skywalker
- Obi-wan Kenobi
- Kylo Ren
- The Madalorian
One Piece:
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- Zoro
- Sanji
- Mihawk
- Shanks
- Law
- Ace
- Smoker
- Rob Lucci
Final Fantasy XV:
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- Noctis
- Ignis
- Gladio
- Prompto
- Ardyn
- Cor
The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild
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- Link
- Sidon
Monster High (Don't ask it was my childhood!): (Closed for now)
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- Valentine Kieran
- Deuce Gorgon
- Jackson Jekyll/Holt Hyde
- Heath Burns
- Gil Webber
- Clawd Wolf
Rise of the Guardians: (Closed for now)
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- Jack Frost
- North
ONCE UPON A TIME:(closed for now)
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- Peter Pan
Stranger Things:
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- Eddie Munson
- Peter Ballard(001)/Henry/Vecna
- Billy Hargrove
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spaceytrash · 1 year
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Tfw you want Smash into Pieces to win so badly but you're also sure Loreen will win in the end
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dogcollarpunk · 2 years
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Biting Cement - please don't talk to me about their feud, it makes me too unwell
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rp-meme-sauce · 11 months
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𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜
𝙳𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑
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sadisticmagicians · 2 years
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what is it with late 90s / early 2000s nu metal and having absurdly long songs which are just an actual song for the first few minutes and then dead silence until 15 min later
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bellamer · 2 years
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Listening to Chiba rap in the Beck English dub just has me thinking "Huh. So this is what Eustass Kid would sound like if he was into Linkin Park." and now want Kid to get an official song with his crew that basically sounds like Faint by Linkin Park and Like a Foojin by Beck had a baby. It would be beautiful.
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emometalhead · 2 years
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One More Light - May 19, 2017
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tabsolanya · 9 months
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So Smash Into Pieces sings, ‘We’re on the edge, we’re milеs apart and I’m six feet under diggin’ down my heart‘ in their song ‘Six Feet Under’ and Linkin Park sings, ‘All you've ever wanted was someone to truly look up to you and six feet under water I do' and like MY HEART❤️
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braindeadmaggot · 2 years
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"I'm ready" she says, while she still has several art/writing meme requests in her askbox 😛 Well, anyway, for the new ship meme thing: KilGuin! 🔪💙🐧
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Helloo Tumblr!
This is a personal blog of chaos that I want to use to find more cool mutuals.
I love art, writing, music and everything fiction in general. If you are into any of the above mentioned or even are remotely interested in adding a new Stranger into your list of absent minded friends, say hellooo to mee 😄
Let's see where the chaos leads us.
Much love.
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personshapedsplder · 2 years
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One might think to themself, there will be all kinds of classical music abt such topics as, say, the fall of satan or the creation of adam. And then you'll search for like an hour and find next to nothing nfndkcjnff
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