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Ooooh! Okay. So Billy being all teary eyed when Steve is gentle with him. Like after a fight or whatever, Steve fills up his bathtub and makes it all nice as he helps Billy strip down while he's stoic. He helps him slide in and Steve would wash his hair and Billy would bite the inside of his mouth so he won't make noice while he silently cries because it feels so good and no one has treated him like Steve does... I am having feels! 😭
Day after day, Billy woke. He saw the dingy hospital walls. He heard the bleeps and blips. He hurt. And then he drifted back to sleep.
Night after night, Billy woke. He saw the green glow of monitors. He heard his voice, thick with screams, caught in his throat. Nightmares sat down by his toes, waiting for him to drift back into sleep.
Day passed into night passed into day, and finally the day came when Doctor Owens told Billy it was time for him to recover in a safe pace. Harrington.
He sat gingerly on the bed in Harrington’s guest bedroom in his tiny two-bedroom apartment, arms wrapped around his abdomen. His very bones felt like they were screaming.
The days fell into each other and it still felt like a blur - but Harrington was always in the periphery. Harrington with a sweet, soft smile, always awkward, always shuffling and bringing Billy food, offering to help with laundry.
“I can do my own fuckin laundry,” Billy said. Every cell of his body objected to that thought after the strenuous walk he’d taken around the block.
“Right! Of course. Gotcha,” Harrington said. “I didn’t mean that like, I thought you couldn’t or anything.” He was gathering the clothes in Billy’s hamper as he spoke.
The aches lessened and the days grew more vibrant. The weather was warmer -- leaves unfurled on the trees, and birds woke Billy up in the morning. He helped Steve with everything now - dishes, vaccuuming, even dusting. Billy had never dusted before.
Nights fell away again, one after the other in front of the TV and Steve’s knee touching Billy’s. That night, though -- that night the nightmares hovering by his toes crawled up, settled in his mind, woke up him shouting and clutching the bed.
He gripped Steve’s shirt and looked at Steve’s face -- not the flayed face that had melted right in front of him moments ago, but Steve, holding Billy’s face, “it’s okay, it’s okay.” And the world of the nightmare collapsed around him as hard as he collapsed into Steve’s arms.
Steve drew him a bath. Only the nightlight stayed on, and it cast a small, warm glow that silhoutted Steve as he asked, “okay?” holding up a washcloth.
Billy nodded and his eyes slid shut. Warm water sluiced over his chest, over raised scars of pink-white lumps, fronds and starfish everywhere. The cloth ran the length of his arm -- Steve’s fingers brushed Billy’s skin.
Billy’s mmm was accidental. Steve pausing, though, seemed deliberate.
When Billy opened his eyes, Steve was frowning at Billy’s lips.
Billy reached up and touched the side of Steve’s face.
Steve leaned down to kiss Billy’s lips -- kissed him in a way that left Billy lunging up into sitting position in the tub. Suddenly Billy wanted everything -- everything he’d forgotten he could have after feeling like his own mind had been disconnected from his body for months.
Steve’s kiss reminded Billy that he was very much a whole person with a mind and heartbeat, alive, harder than he’d ever been in his life.
Night fell into day, and Billy ended up in Steve’s bed. And the same happened the next night. Steve kissed him, sweet and tender, in the morning. And the same happened the next day.
Night after night, and day after day, Billy found out that he was a human. Steve was there to remind him every step of the way.
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Lily, are you okay? 🥺🥺🥺🥺
Lily: Emmeline? Really!? I mean, good for him... if that’s what he wants I suppose. I just...
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Okay. 34 & 78, Harringrove. Ooof!
Thank you so much for this wonderful prompt! And also for all your support! It means sooo much to me! I hope you like what I did come up with!
Prompts from this List.
34: “I don’t deserve to be loved.”
78: “Hold me and never let me go.”
One Night At Tina’s
Honestly, Billy had just given into Tommy’s begging to go to this party - apparently the hip spot to be, an absolute shindig! - because there had been the promise of free alcohol and desperate and horny High School teens. All he had to do was throw on an absolute low effort costume and get in his Camaro, drive over to Tina’s, bet his eyelashes to be let in and be greeted with a red plastic cup with questionable content.
Maybe he could get his dick wet tonight, could get some desperate small-town- chick on her knees for him. If he could manage to find one of the more boyish ones it would be easier to pretend. To imagine that he was still back in Cali. Where things had been easy and he could find himself a cute boy to kiss any other day. But out here, one step away from the wilderness, Billy had already given up on finding someone interesting - someone interested - before he had even arrived.
And the crowd - if he could even call this pathetic gathering anything besides a lame-ass party - wasn’t nearly big enough to get lost in anyway, to be some anonymous face between faces. Billy is the new guy, an exotic bird in the middle of all these Indiana wallflowers, of course, people are staring at him like he is a rare exhibit in a good damn zoo!
He gets through a few hours, drinks, smokes, brakes the former Kings Keg-Stand-Record - Like what? That’s supposed to be hard? - and still, no one has even briefly caught Billy’s eye. The only remotely interesting thing had been the run-in with Steve Harrington, former King of Hawkins High and currently trailing behind his girlfriend on a short leash. So the fun had only been brief because Billy had been dismissed like he was nothing. And now he wasn’t just bored, he was also pissed as hell.
“Billy!Hey!” Suddenly Hill appears at his side, totally smashed. He swings a sweaty arm around Billy’s shoulders. “I got weed!”
Timmy dangles the joint in front of his nose, not fast enough to pull back when Billy snatches it away before untangling from the drunk boy, dropping him like a sack of potatoes.
“This sucks. Don’t follow me.”
Some slurred jelling and protesting follows him through the room, but no one is dumb enough to block Billy’s path.
On his way to find some privacy, just to get away from prying eyes, to smoke the joint in peace, Billy found himself wandering upstairs.
The first door he tries is looked.
The second one leads him right into a bedroom where some third-base-bullshit is happening. He contemplates to stay and watch, seeing as how neither of the lovebirds has noticed him, but the girl sounds too much like someone is gutting a pic, and the boy just has no ass. Uninteresting.
The third door nearly breaks his nose. Or more like the girl that is dashing from the room behind it, determined and fucking drunk, nearly running Billy over even while he probably has 80 pounds of muscles on her. A bit bewildered, Billy looks after her retreating back. At first, he had thought she might be bleeding, but the dribble of whatever red substance she leaves behind on the carpet is too pale and thin to be blood. Maybe punch then.
He picks up on a noise from inside the room, some shuffling. Curiosity gets the better of him and Billy has a little peek. And if that’s not the former King! Finally some fine distraction. Tommy had introduced him to Harrington earlier that night if an intense staring session counted as an introduction at all before the King had dismissed him. So Billy is determined to continue on that interaction. He hadn’t been done staring at Steve. Harington definitely is pretty.
“Look at that. King Steve. Rubbing one out in the bathroom or what?”
Steve looks up, his dark brown eyes sad and big. Harrington looks like someone has kicked his puppy, or more like he is the kicked puppy himself.
“Not in the mood, Hargrove.”
He curls away from Billy, turns his back to him like he is no threat at all. Billy feels the anger rise in his chest, has to grind his teeth against it but can’t hold it in completely, let’s some of it spill out bitter and mean.
“What’s with the long face? Did your princess finally ditch you?”
Billy expects any kind of reaction, but getting a faceful of sad, angry brunette hadn’t been one of them. Steve is practically glowing while he shoves Billy backward, his back and head hitting the doorframe hard enough to see stars for a moment. Harrington looks beautiful in his fury, all pissed and shaking with it.
“Fuck. Off!”
A feral grin spreads over Billy’s lips. His skin starts itching for a fight, he can feel it.
“That’s all you got, Stevie? Your tantrums might work with your parents but not with me.”
The shift in tone happens immediately. Steve’s eyes glass over and he draws his eyebrows together, not in anger but in hurt. The expression hits Billy harder as every fist would have.
“My parents… they were right… Nancy just… I don’t deserve to be loved…”
“What the shit, Harrington?”
Turning away again, Steve rubs a hand over his face, taking a deep, shuddering breath, all flight leaving his body.
“Just leave, Hargrove.”
Stunned by the sudden change in the mood, Billy can only gab at the brown haired teen, feeling a bit dumb before his brain finally catches up.
And the thing is, Steve might have told him to leave, but his eyes say something completely different. ‘Hold me and never let me go’. Okay Maybe Billy is taking some liberties here, but why the hell would he leave a heartbroken, pretty boy alone? Instead, he takes a step forward, ignores how Harrington flinches, and throws his arm around his shoulder in some mimicking of a one-armed hug. Steve goes stiff, then tries to throw him off with a confused grunt. He struggles so much that Billy has to use his other arm too, to hold him against his body.
Breathing hard, Harrington finally subsides after a bit of wrestling, probably realizing that he doesn’t stand a chance against Billy’s way more muscular body. So the King just flops against him. He goes all soft and pliant, standing a bit slumped, his nose resting against Billy’s beer-slick collarbone, breath tickling. Billy really has to take a big breath to keep the blood in his body from traveling south.
“What now?” Steve’s voice sounds muffled against his skin. He is still not trying to get rid of Billy’s embrace, seems to have decided that he likes it and even press a bit closer.
“How about getting high?”
Needing his arms free but too afraid the Bambi he had just caught would try to escape, Billy grabs Harrington’s thighs and lifts him up onto the counter beside them. He steps between Steve’s legs while producing the joint and his zippo from one of the pockets of his leather jacket. Seemingly registering for the first time how close they are, Steves pretty brown eyes widen in shock.
“Hey, what? My girl just left, you can’t-”
“Chill out, Princess. Or are you suggesting?”
A blush creeps up Steve’s neck, colors his cheeks in a delicate, dark red, while he scoffs and looks away. Billy wants to bite that blush.
He brings the joint to his lips and takes the first drag, stays between that long legs.
Hawkins just got way more interesting.
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86 & 99 🤗 *wiggles at Siri* 😉
86: How can I win your heart?
99: Have you ever been deeply in love with someone?
#sirius black#remus lupin#wolfstar#awww the bbs#asks#ask me anything#lissieisspacey#love ya lissie#rp#my rp#hp rp thread#harry potter rp#hp rp community#harry potter roleplay#harry potter#marauders#marauders era
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Snape, I know you're mad but would you give us a wiggle? Please 🥺
((OOC: and with that I am offline))
#thank you so much for the ask !#Severus Snape#Severus Snape cosplay#my rp#online#hprp community#hprp#lissieisspacey
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Hi! I was wondering what you think would happen when Billy asks Steve to come in to California with him? Or do you think he would after he's fallen in love with Steve and maybe becomes a full party member and has more of a foundation :)
send me headcanons.
man see, weirdly enough i feel like the closer billy got to the party the harder it’d be for him to ask steve to leave because he’d see how close they all are.
personally, i don’t think anything could stop billy from going back to california. if something could, it’d be his love for steve, but even then, he’s be so perpetually unhappy in hawkins, and steve would know that and feel guilty about it forever. so.
post graduation, steve would stick around. maybe take a year off before deciding what he really wants to do w/ his life. maybe at some point he just decides for himself that he’s going to leave with billy ‘cause that’s just who steve is. but they’d never talk about it too, that’s the thing, both too afraid to mention the inevitable, terrified of what the other is going to do; of how much the other might actually want them.
billy would get accepted into a college in cali on full scholarship because he’s a fucking genius, and steve is so fucking happy for him when he gives him the news but billy?? isn’t acting all that happy?? and when steve asks why billy goes, “i don’t want to leave you,” all quiet and soft because it’s a pretty vulnerable moment for him.
and steve stares at him a little stupid and a lot in love and goes, “well that’s good because i planned on coming with you so it’d be really fucking awkward if you didn’t want me to.”
of course, billy loves that idea. he’d be lying if he claimed he hadn’t been imagining them in some shitty one bedroom or loft apartment, curled up on a second-hand couch and watching tv reruns while eating cheap food out of chipped china bowls they got half-priced at a flea market. he wants to show steve the ocean, wants to teach him to surf. wants to take him to meet his mother.
but there’s the kids. and joyce, and hopper, and even though billy kind of likes most of them now, he can still leave them. max will be the hardest, but they’ve already talked about it. she wants him to go. he made her promise that if neil ever makes her even momentarily uncomfortable she’ll call him. she laughed and reminded him that one of her best friends can toss a grown man across a room using only her mind, so she’s good. billy makes her promise anyway.
steve though, steve is different. steve’s became more than just a babysitter to these kids. he’s a big brother, a protector, a confidant. billy goes, “i can’t make you leave your family” because that’s what they are for steve, the family he never really got from his absent parents.
thing is, steve looks at him like he’s grown a second head, like he’s both the sweetest and dumbest person steve’s ever met before he’s laughing and billy wants to hit him. but he loves him so he doesn’t and steve goes, “you think i’m going to stay in hawkins forever?”
billy shrugs, “or at least until the brats graduate.”
which makes steve fucking sputter because that’s literally years from now and he can’t believe billy actually thought he wanted to stay in hawkins, indiana for four more years, much less the rest of his life.
“i almost died in this shit town too many times to count, hargrove. i love those kids and i’ll call them every week, and ill fly us out here whenever we wanna’ come back, but i am not staying here. i would have been gone last year if it wasn’t for you.”
and maybe that’s when billy realizes that steve took his year off because he was waiting for billy to graduate so they could runaway together. that he put all his plans on hold because he didn’t want to do any of it without billy.
billy’s never had anyone put him first like that. not since his mother.
so he kisses steve hard, tells him how much he loves him, and sometime in the middle of july they pack up the cars, wish everyone good-bye, and head off toward their new life in california.
#harringrove#hcs#itty bitty mini messy drabble hc kinda#whoopsies#i hope this answered ur question?? lmao#lissieisspacey
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a Harringrove for BLM piece for @lissieisspacey, who wanted Billy and Steve at Pride. I may have gotten slightly carried away :) thank you for your donation! 🖤 ❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜
BLM commissions are still open!
#harringrove for BLM#stranger things#billy hargrove#steve harrington#robin buckley#harringrove#I had wayyy too much fun with this#I will art my monsters down#fandomly yours
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I was tagged by @fuckoldmansteve, @psychicwarfarebaby, @mourntheantagonist, @shleepys and @memes-saved-me. Thank you all so frickin much!!💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
the rules: tag five or more people that you are thankful for in your 2020, that you’re thankful exist in a world that’s hard to live in. whether that be through random reblogs on your posts, or people you have had full blown conversations with. whether it’s just seeing them on your dash, or interacting with them.
This has been a weird, weird year for all of us, but it’s also been, for me, the year I came back to actively taking part in a fandom (and god, I missed it). Took some risks even if I was pretty much terrified.
I’ve enjoyed so many wonderful fanworks in this time and I’m so thankful for all of them🌟. I’ve learned so much thanks to this fandom. It has made me so HAPPY. Made me feel so accompanied when I most needed it. Given me so many things to look forward to.
I’m so grateful to all of you who have been around, in one way or another. To everyone who’s been nice to me and reached out. To everyone that’s liked and reblogged and tagged and messaged me (hey wonderful anons! you too). To everyone who has created something I’ve loved. To everyone that has made this place feel so warm. The year has been meh but the fandom has been pretty much WOW :D. I wish I could tag everyone even if it is impossible. So please, if you’re reading this, consider yourself tagged too.
Have a Merry Christmas, people. Raise your glass for another incredible harringrove year! 🥳🍾🥂🎅🥳🍾🥂🎅Cheers
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(probably bc of the tagging this post went crazy and some of you show, some not, some i don’t know if will get the notification. but know that all of you are in my mind tonight <3<3<3<3<3)
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Harringrove for BLM commission for @lissieisspacey
#harringrove for blm#harringrove#steve harrington#billy hargrove#stranger things#stranger things fanart#fanart#digital art#Modern AU
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Fifth commission for #HarringroveForAustralia, for @lissieisspacey (whom I can’t seem to tag, hmmm) who wanted a wedding where Billy goes all out and Steve shows up in a T-shirt tux.
I was thinking, maybe they weren’t allowed to get married for real back then, but that shouldn’t stop them from having a ceremony! And Billy would go all out. Steve ... probably didn’t get the memo that a “fake” wedding can be just as important as a “real” one ... Guess who’s sleeping on the couch tonight?
Bonus:
#stranger things#billy hargrove#steve harrington#max mayfield#dustin henderson#harringrove for australia#harringroveforaustralia#lissieisspacey#ihni doodles#harringrove doodles
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First Kiss Idea: Post S3 Hoodie wearing Billy, has just started to open up with Steve. Maybe Steve is over at his house, in his room and bumps into something which spills like a TON of drawings of Steve and Billy is dying inside while Steve is floored and proceeds to give Billy all the loves *sigh* Softness.
30 First Kisses: Day 10
In celebration of Ossoff and Warnock’s win in Georgia, I’m writing 30 days of first kisses for harringrove <33
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“It’s nice,” Steve said as he poked around Billy’s bedroom. “Looks better than before.”
Billy sat on the edge of his bed watching Steve from under the hood of his sweatshirt. “You been here before?”
“Yeah. You were in the hospital. I came and grabbed some of your tshirts and sweatpants.” And underwear, Steve didn’t say. He didn’t want to spook Billy too badly -- he’d only just started to come around, emerging from his shell like a roly poly hiding from a storm.
“Right,” Billy said.
Steve walked over to the vanity -- now Billy had a proper one, not just some milk crates stacked on one another. Granted it was more like a desk with a mirror, but it was nice enough with dark wood and an oval mirror. Billy’s haircare products and colonge stood lined up neatly along the left side.
On the right side was a sketchbook. Steve touched the cover. “Didn’t know you drew.”
Billy shrugged one shoulder. “I don’t really, Just kinda, I don’t know. I just kinda fuck around. Doc Owens said it might help-”
Steve picked up the book and flipped open to the first page. On it was the Camaro, wrecked in front of the steel mill. Next was the lifeguard stand, followed by the Scoops Ahoy counter. Steve huffed a laugh.
“Ah shit those are dumb,” Billy said, standing. His voice was raised a bit. “I suck. I mean I’m really bad at drawing so like you might not want to-”
Steve waved Billy off. “Dunno what you’re talking about man -- these are fantastic. You’d give Will a run for his money.”
About ten loose pages spilled around Steve’s feet. With one glance he could see -- they were all of Steve.
Steve behind the counter of Family Video. A side portrait of Steve smiling. Steve wearing headphones, eyes closed. Steve in his swim trunks by the pool.
He bent down to scoop them up and something welled up as realization dawned on him -- as he realized what all of this could mean his heart caught up in his throat. “You-”
“I was bored, Steve. I didn’t have anything to do for two months in that hospital and I needed to draw something.” He stood in front of Steve, hood up, talking down toward his socked feet.
Affection, warm and heady, spread through Steve’s chest at the thought of the drawings, at Billy’s apparent crush, at the how cute his feet looked in those gold-toed socks. “Billy.”
Billy looked up -- his blue eyes were still breathtaking.
Steve reached out tentatively and touched the edge of Billy’s hood.
Billy stood still, but didn’t stop Steve, so Steve continued on and pushed the hood down.
Billy’s curls stood out wildly from his head, and a honey blonde beard lined his jaw. He looked at Steve, curious, not backing down from Steve’s touch.
Steve’s fingers ran lightly over Billy’s soft curls. “It’s me,” he said quietly, glancing down at the drawings.
Billy smiled. “Pretty boy,” Billy said, turning his face to press a kiss to Steve’ palm. “It’s always been you.”
Steve kissed him, and Billy kissed him back, slowly, tenderly.
It was a light press of the lips, because that’s all that Steve thought was needed in this moment - a sign. A promise of more to come.
#harringrove#soft fic for hard times#soft times at ridgemont high#my fic#my writing#30 first kisses#lissieisspacey
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It doesn't matter what they think or say, You're a Potter, Sirius. Now go snog Remus
(( OOC: And with that, Sirius is gettin’ some offline. ))
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lissieisspacey hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet: Okay. 34 & 78, Harringrove. Ooof!
OMG! I somehow missed this!!! *FLAILS* I love it. Steve & Billy, the beginning of something that will change them both forever <3 <3 <3 <3
I’m happy you like it!! It’s probably not what you had in mind, but! 💙
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington
Characters: Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove
Additional Tags: Fluff, Post-Season/Series 03
Summary:
Just a tiny little thing for @lissieisspacey <3
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A Christmas gift for @lissieisspacey who deserves all the Spacedogs kisses in the world. *hugs*
***
The best place to be during the holidays was the mall.
Well technically it wasn’t the best for shopping, walking, or anything else productive but really Nigel wasn’t here for that.
He was here for the wallets.
People didn’t pay much attention to their surroundings with fourteen bags in their hands, a ringing phone or a crying brat grabbing on their leg at the mall on a regular day, but on Christmas they might as well be blind. Nigel had six wallets already and it was only eleven thirty. He kept his face down from the cameras to make sure to be slick and invisible, he was usually quite adept at going unnoticed but you never knew what eagle eyed guard was watching.
The last wallet was heavy with cash he could feel it and was ready to leave all together when he spotted an easy mark.
Nicely dressed, perfect hair and also very nervous looking, the man was prime for the taking. Nigel walked by and bumped him which made the snatch so easy he almost felt bad but walked away like nothing.
He drove off and didn’t think about the man at all till he got home to check what he’d ended up with.
Fourteen cards and three hundred dollars from the first six.
The last?
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Adam Raki was the strangest person he’d ever stolen from in his entire life.
He didn’t carry a single bill or a card though he had two pictures of trees, six reward cards, and a macaroni stub.
Really it was just the end of a box of macaroni, well worn and almost falling apart when Nigel touched it. He stared at the insides of Adam’s wallet for entirely too long and almost thought to toss it all together until he found the note.
Adam,
It’s your twenty ninth birthday and I just want you to know how much I love you.
I wish I could be there to celebrate.
I love you, Spaceman.
Merry Christmas, Darling
Love, Mom
Nigel looked at Adam’s identification and saw his birthday was exactly that.
December 25, 1990
And he wouldn’t have this to look at then because Nigel took his fucking wallet.
Continued in:
A Soulmate for Christmas
#spacedogs au#christmas stories#gifts for others#hannibal extended universe#my writing#my ao3#spacedogs
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lissieisspacey said:
How do you think that Billy would handle that? I think he would have issues with it. He's not used to anyone being so generous to him. I would love to see Steve spoiling with tons of attention and maybe a new leather jacket that Billy has been eyeing for like over a year or something.
oh dude, def. that’s like my one issue with sugar daddy steve is how weirded out and prideful billy would be about it at first.
i talked to @benalras about this au once ( bc we talk about every au ever tbh ) and i remember we came up w/ a solution but i don’t remember what the solution was lmao.
in all honesty, i go back and forth bc like the billy i typically write would want to punch steve at the idea of the other boy buying himself stuff, however, i can totally see a version of billy who is all about taking advantage of dumbass rich people and scamming them, getting more for what he does than it’s worth, and he doesn’t see it as charity because he’s manipulating the system kind of deal.
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