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bullsandthebones · 2 years

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"Car Lights" Pt2

Billy Hargrove x Male Reader

Fem Aligned DNI

Content Warning: Homophobia, Bullying, Rumor Spreading, Angst, Hurt/No Comfort, Mention of Cigarettes, Descriptions of Panic Attacks, We also have Hurt/Comfort that I didn't mean to add but yk, Reader gets beat to shit, Toxic Love, Slurs Mentioned

you did this to yourselves. repent for your sins however you deem fit. also I had just been watching A Court of Fey & Flowers before this so the wording has become regal, I apologize. I hurt myself with this as well so have fun.

Three weeks. Three full weeks had passed before you went back to school.

A fateful Friday, the day of your return, was also the day of an important basketball game, one that determined if the team would go to the state championships. You returned to school on that day in hopes that the game would overshadow your existence.

You hoped that not even he would notice, you hoped that he would be too focused on practicing to be aware of your presence.

Three weeks of letters being left wedged in your car door. Three weeks of gifts dropped off at your door in the dead of night. Three weeks of calls, three weeks of cigarette butts littering your garden, three weeks of rocks thrown at your window. Three weeks of this, three weeks of that. Three weeks that told you he was going to notice no matter what.

Your arrival was rather unceremonious. Your car sputtered into the parking lot and you slammed the door shut as you walked up to the entrance of the school. You speed walk past a group of teens chattering about in the lot, keeping your head down.

You had almost made it to your first class successfully, but you heard someone call your name before you could slip into the door. Panic arose in your chest, clutching your lungs and your heart, making you light headed and wobbly. Your breathing quickened as you slowly turned around.

A sea of eyes looked at you and the whispers began. A glance here, a cupped hand to an ear there, they all knew.

And they were all staring at you.

Your skin felt feverish, but you felt a chill run down your spine. You were freezing cold but burning hot at the same time. Your hands begin shaking as your eyes dart around in an attempt to find who called your name.

When they land on him, confusion and apprehension fills you. The former proclaimed "King of Hawkins" was rapidly approaching you, a nervous look in his eyes as he realized his mistake in calling out your name. He quickly grabbed onto your arm and led you to an empty classroom, flipping off anyone who made remarks about the scene.

Once he closed the door, he let out a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get everyone's attention."

Steve rests a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to calm you, but you flinch away. You've heard about what they do to people like you in towns like this. He quickly retracts his hand and holds both of them up in surrender, not wanting to freak you out.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, we're on the same team." He gestures vaguely as he speaks, but the way he says it hints at something more than him being an ally.

Your eyebrows furrow in utter confusion. Steve Harrington, a queer? You motion for him to continue speaking as you relax your tense stance a bit.

"I thought you might-", he pauses, thinking carefully about his next choice of words, " I thought you might want a friend. I-in a situation like this, you know?"

You regard Steve carefully. His posture, his facial expression, his everything. He feels genuine, and for the first time in three weeks, you relax your whole body, almost collapsing into him. Steve catches your body, helping you stay upright.

"Yes, I.. I would like a friend." Your voice was raspy and broken due to lack of use. Steve just holds you as you attempt to regain your composure and clear your thoughts. He seems awkward but not willing to pull away, as though if he moves you'll break and crumble into millions of pieces. Ones that, try as he might, he could never put back together, not correctly. Not perfectly. Not you.

Unbeknownst to you, or to Steve, a certain blonde haired boy watched you get dragged off into that classroom.

×××

Rumors had spread about the school like wildfire.

"I heard that Steve Harrington kissed that little queer guy!"

"Well I heard they hooked up in the bathroom!"

"No way, Steve Harrington wouldn't touch him with a ten foot pole!"

They all got back to you by the end of the day, Steve reassured you that rumors wouldn't deter him from sticking by your side. "I've been through worse.", was what he told you, a scary look in his eyes as he said it.

You had said some goodbyes at the entrance of the school before you both parted ways to your respective vehicles. You had majorly relaxed since the beginning of the day, no one dared to touch you with Steve by your side, and most people were too excited by the game to care. Even as the sky began to darken and the crisp autumn weather grew colder for the night, you were almost at ease.

Almost.

Hairs pricked at the nape of your neck, you felt like you were being watched as you opened your car door. Most people weren't in the lot, opting to stay and get ready for the game, so no one should be watching you. You gulp, attempting to push the feeling down as you clamber into the car.

Before you can fully sit down, a hand grabs your arm roughly and pulls you out. You fall to the ground with the force, looking up to see the one guy you had been avoiding for weeks. "Billy, please-"

Loud, howling laughter surrounds you as the rest of the basketball team steps out of seemingly nowhere. You knew what was coming, you just weren't expecting it from him.

A glimpse of pain flashes over Billy's eyes, before turning to rage. You see him wind back his leg, not even registering the blow to your side until he does it again. Cheering sounds from all around you, the situation feeling so surreal. Billy kicks and stomps you, shouting nonsense and slurs. You don't hear it, you're focused on the feeling of blood leaking from your nose and he breaks it with his fist. You don't attempt to fight back, not seeing the use in it, you can't win a fight against Billy. You could never fight him in the first place.

You accepted the beating, knowing that, unfortunately, your feelings towards the boy couldn't change.

You loved him. You loved him even though each kick to your ribs made a sharp cracking sound. You loved him even though blood was leaking from your broken nose down to your busted lips. You loved him even though you could taste blood in your throat and in your mouth.

When the jeering quieted down and the jocks felt as though the show had gotten boring, the reminder of your place in society had come to a stop. They dispersed without even a second thought, not even a glance back at you, at your body that had curled up in on itself as soon as they started leaving.

Billy stood back for a moment, a look of pure disgust and remorse adorning his features. He opened his mouth to say something, anything, but when he saw you tremble and cough up blood, a tear fell from his eye and he briskly walked back into the school.

Leaving you there.

Alone.

On the freezing cold concrete that welcomed you as you lost any sort of consciousness that you were desperately clinging onto.

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xsugarysweetsx · 4 years

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I love your smut prompts. Can you write Fuegoleon x fem!reader with 64.?

Oh anon I’m so sorry this took so long :( plz forgive Author-Chan

I hope you enjoy this❤️

Quick note- from this fic on, everything will be put into masterlist #2

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64.) “you can have me anyway you want, baby”

Here you were again, at yet another party you didn’t care for. Be a royal your’re father made you go. His hope was for you to meet a wealthy man or a powerful one at least. You didn’t exactly like the idea, not that you didn’t want to meet someone, but more for the fact that;

Every Royal was stuck up and snotty and it irritated you to your core. Each one you think may be a little close disappoints you in a matter of seconds.

Either they’re very handsome and admired by many, but turn out to be heartless and cold. The wealthy ones your father picked were all old pervy men who had no where else to look except your chest. Last but not least, the ones who had potential but were absolutely full of themselves and put pity on your for being a woman.

well that wouldn’t fly with you. You weren’t a royal knight but you were strong and independent and took no crap from no one. People even thought you were a second Charlotte beautiful but deadly. So here you stood at the balcony

Well almost every royal, with the exception of Fuegoleon Vermillion. He was the first royal you had seen treat everyone the same. He never put anyone else above or below him. If was admirable but you weren’t falling just yet. What if it was all for show?

But after a few encounters and meetings and such you realize, he was genuine. You hated to admit it but you may have had a small crush on the man. The more you ran into each other, the more tense things became.

Longing looks, lingering touches and out bursts of answers.

You were pulled out of thought when someone cleared their throat

“Isn’t it cold out here?” Turning you smile at Fuegoleon

“Well, I needed some air and space from everyone inside” you said leaned against the railing as he walked closer.

“Well...do you want space from me?” He asked careful with each step he took. You could feel your heart think faster as he inches closer

“N-no...I’m fine with you” he was a mere five inches from you

“So what is it that has you so bored and tired of everyone?“

“No one can show me something or give me what I want....if they even care for that“ you mutter the last part

“Tell me Y/N...what is it that you want?” He knew your father and knew this whole bachelor thing wasn’t your idea. “I see how you look at me, how you feel the same thing I feel” he came a few inches from your face

“So tell me, what is it that you want?“ everything was muffled and seemed like it was only you both.

“...Can you give me what I ask for..?“ you whisper feeling his arm wrap around your middle.

“Anything..” he hovered his lips over yours

“.....Do you care...?“ you start to lean in him more

“More than anyone“ your lips finally meet in a passionate kiss. One you were both waiting for, it was full of want and lust. His large hand tangles in yours as he pulls in deeper. You pull away from the kiss and look into his eyes

“...Can I have you then?“ you ask with hopeful eyes

“you can have me anyway you want, baby“ he said huskily into your ear

“Maybe we should go somewhere more private.“ you said breathless he nodded in agreement. As you walk your way through the crowd, there were whispers and gasps seeing you holding hands with him. He takes you out to where his transport was and helped you inside.

After getting to the castle everything was a blur, the hallways, the laughing, the remarks ;). Here you were in his bedroom on his large bed, about to let him take you for the night.

“So..is this a one time thing or are we-“ you were cut off with a peck to your lips

“I fully intend on meeting your father and claiming you as mine“ he proclaimed with a smirk. You let yourself fall back on to his bed as you watch him undress, very pleased by the sight. You also strip from your dress, standing to let it pool at your feet.

He picks you up with a growl and lays you back down on the soft fabric. His lips attack the skin of your neck causing small sighs to leave your lips. This is more enthralling than your night it would be

“Since I’ve laid eyes on you I’ve wanted you to myself“ he said against your skin, trailing kisses to the valley of your breasts. He unclasps your bra and massages the soft mounds. taking one bud into his mouth, running his tongue around and biting it gently

“mmmmm“ arching your back to feel more sensation. His kisses roam down to your heated core. He looks up at you with a sensual spark in his eyes. Wasting no time he pulls your panties down your legs, looking straight at your core. He had this starved look on his face, as if he’s been deprived of food for the last year.

Giving a long lick up your heat slowly until he came to latch on to your bundle. You never imagined feeling this much pleasure. It was risky and exciting, the shivers coursing through your body. Warm and electrifying.

“Ohhhh right there“ you moan out throwing your head back. The moments that leaves short-lived as he parted from you. He settles between your legs, hooking them around his waist. Already feeling how much you need to do you at moment.

“Are your ready?“ he smirked down at you

“Well, I can make up for what you stopped doing maybe I’ll enjoy this more“ you quipped with a challenging look

“consider it done, I'm going to make you eat your words“ he chuckled as he slipped into you easily. He let you adjust to his size before making an moves, he didn’t just want sex or anything. He actually did have interest in you and had full intent on having you become a part of his life.

“Okay..you can move now..“ you said wrapping your arms around his back. A small huff of air escaping your lips with each thrust. He started out slow but strong, from then it went smoothly. Each stroke smooth and yet pleasure bursted from them.

He lift one leg over his shoulder and the other to stay at his hip. He positioned himself so he would be thrusting deeper inside you.

“O-oh yes r-right there...mmm fu..” your nails start to run down his back

“T-there? Is that..where it is hm?” He growled knowing he had found your sweet spot. He started slow again dragging out the pleasure. Making sure to pull almost all the way but go back when it was just the tip.

“Fuegoleon...p-please” you moaned out already wanting to get to your high. He took one more thrust out and slammed back in, starting to pound into you. He made sure you felt w ah thrust hit your g-spot.

“Oh yes! R-right there! Aaah!” He was getting the target spot on and you were in heaven! As your walls clench around him he starts to twitch inside of you. He speeds up to the point where the headboard was hitting the wall and you were almsot done.

Once your cried out in pleasure and came over your edge he pulled out and came on to your stomach and chest. You both pant from the energetic romp you thin had. He took a rag and cleaned you up then laid next you. He pulled the covers over you both.

“So...how was that?” He asked sarcastically

“You did make me eat my words...it was amazing” he hummed and smiled he placed a kiss to your head and pulled you into his side

“Now that the tension is out of the way, tell me about yourself...more that is”

Alright here we go I hope you enjoy! Thank you all for being so patient! I’m currently writing up the last request!❤️

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