Billy, having a nerf gun war with the kids, when he's backed into a corner by Max and El, both holding their guns up at him with sinister smirks.

"Any last words, blondie?"

With his hands held up in surrender, Billy sighs, "tell Steve I love him. And he better not remarry!"

Before the words are even fully out, the two girls are pelting him with nerf bullets, cackling at his dramatic display of falling over the couch, a hand clutching his chest.

i do think peak comedy is a steve who is absolutely aware of the effect he has on people, but has never felt that way towards anyone else-- the closest he got was with nancy and robin, because he loved them both in different ways, and sometimes he felt like he was going to go insane if he didn't talk to them or touch them right now, but it was never like he had seen other people act about him. robin and nancy made him a better person. they didn't drive him to ridiculous levels of violence and obsession. maybe people in hawkins were just fucking weird.

and then he meets eddie, falls in love with eddie, and he's like... yeah, okay. alright. no, i get it. if anything happened to this guy i would steal the nuclear launch codes.

I just skimmed through the art part of your blog and holy bajeebus your LMK art is so beautiful and the headcanon ideas you come up with are so good I wanna steal em-

Kinda wanna see like a part 2 of the little angst you did between MK and Macaque a while ago. It's so interesting and I wanna see Macaque's reaction in your art style. (You don't have to of course, it's just a suggestion [idk if i spelled that right])

Thanks for reading and hope you have a good day/night!

Hope this is to your liking ^^

Part one here

Psyche lights the candle by Ero's bedside

Billy's eyes widened as he felt his breath lodge itself in his throat. His outstretched arm trembled a little, frozen in place, fingers tightening around a rejected lighter. His thumb whitened from the force with which he pressed down on the flint wheel in an attempt to ground himself.

Stu's little show of adoration was simple, small, minute, yet Billy could feel the familiar overwhelming urge to burst into tears grow steadily within his chest. His eyes stung, but he held it all in. For now.

Hopper wakes up from a crash outside. It's not very loud or anything, but when you had to fight monsters and are a cop, you just wake up.

It's still dark.

Joyce is sleeping next to him, cuddling with her pillow. He thinks about waking her up for a second, but he decides to check first. If it's only a raccoon outside, he doesn't want to wake her up for that.

He grabs a pair of sweats and his gun, because if it's a Demodog, he doesn't want to fight it in his shorts. He curses a little, because the sweats are tighter than before and he can only blame Joyce and all the little treats she leaves behind for him.

He heard Billy moaning about it the other day too, complaining to Steve that he's getting fat "like Hopper" - which is just. Wow. He couldn't pout about it, because then he had to admit that he eavesdropped on the conversation, but he still felt insulted. Even though he knows that Billy was just prissy because his favorite pair of shorts got too tight for his thighs.

Jim opens the door, gun in front of him and groans. These fucking kids.

Even in the dark Jim can tell that El's nose is bleeding and her hand is shaking a little from the power she has to use to lift his fucking station wagon up in the air. It's upside down, too.

Billy stands next to her, eyes sparkling like a kid that gets his Christmas present early. Of course they chose the fucking police car. Of course the Camaro is standing right where Billy has parked it before. Untouched, of course.

At least Steve has the decency to look like a kicked puppy when Jim clears his throat.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he says, trying not to shout. "I told you, if the neighbors..."

"It's 3 am," Billy snaps. So it had been his idea.

The station wagon turns again and lands next to the Camaro.

"I told you not to do it," Jim barks. Billy bites his lip, but he's more pissed off than scared. Which is a major improvement and Jim is happy for every little interaction when he's compared to Neil Hargrove and Billy comes to the conclusion that he's better than that shitty excuse for a dad.

"But it's impressive," Steve says.

"Yeah," Jim admits. Because it is. El beams at him.

"You're not doing this again," Jim says.

"We're not getting caught again," Billy whispers to El. What a little shit. He has to know Jim can still hear him.

"Let the Camaro fly next time," he huffs.

Billy gasps at that and starts rambling about how much more the Camaro is worth compared to a shitty police's car and how Jim can even dare to say that. Jim wonders if Steve really is Billy's boyfriend or if it is the Camaro.

"You can take my dad's car," Steve offers to stop the endless ranting.

"Deal," Billy says, sounding rather delighted.

"You're all going to bed. No cars in the air tonight." Jim waits for them to all hide in their rooms and goes back to bed. He laughs himself to sleep, because seriously, how is this his life now?

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This is ... like a post credit scene to my fic Extended Stay that I wrote for @ihni's birthday this year.

🔪 🧸 (any ship)

BUILD-A-BLURB ASK MEME

PAIRING: BILLY X STEVE

PROMPTS: 🔪 knife against the throat, 🧸 exes with feelings

A floorboard creaks behind him and Steve whips around. Shoves the offending body up against the nearest upright surface and slips a knife out of his pocket. Quick as a cat and slick as hell to boot and- yeah.

Steve’s man enough to admit that he feels a little proud of himself. For a moment. For, like, a second.

The second before he registers familiar blue eyes, too wide and filled with shock. Fear. Feels Billy’s heart pounding under the arm Steve has across his chest, effectively pinning him to the wall.

Notices the blood beading at the hollow of Billy’s throat.

Steve pulls the knife away. Drops it like it’s red-hot. Replaces it with a thumb pressed against the shallow cut as if he’ll be able to make it disappear. Make it go away if he only tries hard enough.

He gets up close. Tilts Billy’s head back slightly as the need to check. To fix, overwhelms him.

Warm fingers wrap around Steve’s wrist and he feels his heart skip and stutter. Moves his own and tangles them further into Billy’s curls. Steve’s blood thrums, zips around at the distance between them. Lights up like he’s touched a live wire.

Billy squeezes tighter.

Pushes him away, back. Makes Steve stumble with the force of it.

“Could’ve killed me. Asshole.” Billy’s voice is shaky and he brings a hand up to his throat. Glares at Steve. “The fuck is wrong with you, Harrington?”

Harrington.

Because it’s Harrington now. He’s Harrington.

He’s not Steve or Stevie or Baby.

He’s not Pretty Boy, with Billy kissing him senseless under the bleachers. Head on Steve’s chest, looking up at him like he hung the moon and all the stars. Stealing his fries or coming into Scoops just to snap the waistband of Steve’s regulation sailor shorts.

He’s Harrington.

Standing a respectable two feet away from Billy, a hole in his chest where he’s pretty sure his heart used to be. Robin would say he’s dramatic, would most definitely call him dramatic for that but Steve doesn’t care.

Doesn’t care about much of anything, these days.

‘Cause he fucked up. He fucked up and Billy’s not his. Not now, not anymore.

But Billy’s here. Came after him when Steve took off on his own and didn’t tell anyone where he was going, so- Steve’s gotta ask.

“Why are you- What are you-” Steve waves a hand around. Hopes the question lands because he’s not sure he knows the end of it himself. Why did you come for me? Why didn’t you leave me?

Why did you leave me - I know why - We were good together - I’m sorry - Why did you push me away - Why did I say that - I’m sorry - I’m sorry - I just want

“Fuck you.”

And, yeah. He’s pretty sure he deserves that.

“Right. Okay.” Steve tucks the blade back into his pocket. Tries to ignore the way Billy’s hand trembles as he pushes a couple stray curls away from his face.

Wants to reach out. To touch.

Doesn’t.

Billy’s looking everywhere but Steve now. Focusing on the peeling wallpaper like it has the answer to all of life’s questions. As if they’d be so lucky.

Steve starts walking after a beat.

Billy follows. They don’t speak.

my favorite past time is putting saw (2004) on the living room tv and acting like amanda’s rbt scene is the superbowl

Find where Dutch keeps his cigars and slip an exploding one in there

BDBBU Holiday Spectacular PT. 7!

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reading your posts about your time watching doctor who reminded me of the first time i discovered doctor who, mainly, the eleventh doctor. i was going through such a tough time, and one day i just decided to watch doctor who to see what all of the fuss was about and started 'the eleventh hour.' it was pure magic to me. everyone has their doctor, and matt smith will always be mine. he was great! i loved how eccentric and warm he could be. i loved how he was just so sweet and kind to all of his companions, and i loved that undercurrent of darkness that was always bubbling under the surface of his character. matt smith was brilliant and i really, really wish they'd bring him back as the doctor in some way. i miss him so.

I so enjoy your blog and I was delighted to get this in my inbox. I loved reading this and picturing how you discovered the show; if anyone else wants to share their own DW experience with me, please take this as a sign! Commiserating over loving and missing the Doctor, feeling like he really is your friend (silly but true), is very cathartic to me. Nine was my first, and so was Rose. I didn't know anything about the show at all when I started in that basement bedroom, went in completely blind. I know what you mean by pure magic! I thought Christopher Eccleston would be the Doctor forever, and I was totally in love with him. I thought he was the reason everyone loved the show (I hadn't even seen Matt Smith's face yet, that's how in the dark I was at the time!). When he changed into David Tennant, I'll never forget how strong my feelings were. The revulsion and despair were huge. I was a lil teenager wrapped up in a zebra-patterned blanket downstairs, outraged that the 40-something with the big ears had transformed into hot young hair man. When Harriet Jones pleaded for the Doctor's help and Rose started crying in the kitchen, I was a mess. No television show that I can recall inspired in me such realistic emotions before Doctor Who, not like that! It took me so long to get used to Ten, and even now I still look at him and remember how hard it was to get used to him. Felt like someone had forced me to move homes or something. And when I finally got caught up to the show on live television, Matt Smith was finishing off his first season, and oh, he was so easy to love. Even as an adult now, his variation feels so safe. I love everything about him, the childish energy, the old man movement, the rhyming way he talks, and when he's angry, he reminds me of Eccleston. I'm like, That's him! That's the Doctor! I rewatch that era for Matt alone. When Clara looks at him regenerating and whispers "Please don't change," I cry every time. She's right. We were all saying it. Also reading your I miss him so totally made me stop and actually get emotional too - that says it all about the Doctor, about that time in my life (yours too, sounds like!) Eccleston to Smith. I miss him so.

Billy, as the biggest dramaqueen he is, texting: How could you do this to me?? how could you cheat on me like this?!?! After everything we have been through? I trusted you and you cheated on me!

Billy: Oh, sorry dad. That was meant for Steve.

Hop: Oh, okay.

Hop: On a completely unrelated topic, have you seen my shotgun anywhere?

Absolutely wild that captain marvel (dc) is mere months younger than THE BATMAN.

Notably, he's also one of the first heroes to have an villain team featuring RECURRING VILLANS as opposed to the previous 'villain of the week' style.

Batman is one of the WORLD LEADING fictional heroes, he's one of the first too. This man has been roaming the streets of Gotham since BEFORE WORLD WAR 2. To hear that shazam was created and debuted mere months later is insane.

Leo: I've been wanting to tell you guys for a while, but it never seemed like the right time.

Splinter: It's alright, Leonardo, we are listening.

Leo: I'm gay

Donny: Duh

Mikey: Hey you finally figured it out!

Raph: What do you want, a medal?

Leo:

Leo: Thanks... for being.... supportive?

Peaky blinders season 1

we talk a lot about how funny it is when billy says things like “heebie jeebies” and “well, well, well”earnestly but i feel like we need to drag steve more for following billy’s “you’re dead” with “no, you are!”. these men are genuinely just out here pulling each other’s pigtails at recess.

“You’re not dying Munson, you ate this morning, and I have to go before these asswipes lose us the game”

Vampire!Eddie this, and bloodsucker!Eddie that, but what about incubus!eddie?? Huh?🤨 did you guys even think about that? That’s also vampire adjacent my brochachos

i love how out of most of the stranger things main characters, billy has done the least problematic shit and yet he's the most hated.

hopper has demonstrated police brutality (the mayor dude) and always beats the shit out of someone in every season. joyce was usually an apprentice in all this. not to mention hopper literally threatened his adopted daughter that he'd take her back to her abusive father all because she was acting out like any regular abused kid. steve was homophobic in s1 and horribly insulted jonathan's entire family, saying things as though it was will's fault he disappeared. jonathan took creepy pictures of nancy. eleven has killed and tortured people. dustin almost, if not actually, killed that russian doctor in s3 when he saves steve and robin. nancy never hesitates when she's holding a gun- she's pointed it at steve, her bf at the time, at billy who is a guy in her grade and the kid she's with's brother (with the intent to kill), she constantly puts the people around her in danger (her fucking family), and she's always playing with steve and jonathan's feelings. if we're gonna blame billy for what he did while he was possessed, okay then. swallow this pill: will lured people in and got them killed. max drugged her brother and humiliated him, yelling at him like he was a rabid dog. the whole main group has done illegal and immoral things but it's cool right?

billy yelled at max and grabbed her wrist. he made an obviously empty threat to run over a bunch of kids (he's not gonna fucking ruin his life and go to jail just bc he wanted to mess with his sister). he shoved lucas and told him to stay away from max. he beat up steve (rightfully so). two of these things happened because he felt that max was being harmed or threatened. the real billy never killed anyone or did anything as fucked up as the main group did.