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yxnn4tru · 17 hours
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i like this one he looks super silly
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maxsix · 1 month
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angelpuns · 2 months
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Greetings from the Speakeasy! :D
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the lad is still on the run and now he's at the bar??? Kid Leo you're outta control
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So imagine this. The team is gathered together trying to theorize who Medic's former wife could be, and Medic drops an absolute bomb of a hint to them by saying "you've all already met my wife actually"- which leaves the mercs flabbergasted and floundering, trying to remember who tf it might be. Plot twist, it's Heavy, and he's just one of those transmascs with the "baby face little fella" to "Kratos" transition phenomenon
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writing-for-life · 4 months
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Dream—Alex Maleev
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kelokez · 6 months
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( 。 •̀ ᴖ •́ 。)
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pokerharem · 20 days
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Perfume bottle design
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fidgetspringer-art · 2 months
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✦ Linger ✦
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soloragoldsun · 18 days
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So, mutual-pining Cherrisnake duet with Pentious singing in Heaven and Cherri singing in Hell when???
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tactax-art · 5 months
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catboy ghost for all your catboy ghost needs
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ickypuppi3 · 1 year
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be mine.
billy sighs. rests his forehead against the cool metal of his locker. tries to ignore the hum of people talking around him. holding hands. cuddling. it’s a shitty day. it’s a shitty day and billy knew it was going to be a shitty day before it even started.
he knew because he had been the one to say it. yesterday. to tell steve that they’re not- that billy doesn’t need to be treated like a fucking girl. that they’re just screwing around. that he doesn’t give a shit if steve wants to fuck someone else today.
that steve might as well go crawling back to wheeler because billy sure as shit can’t hold his hand or call him sweetheart in the hallways. that he gets enough heat at home without the whole of hawkins high knowing how much of a queer billy hargrove is.
and then billy had walked off. slammed the door behind him and gone home. had picked a fight with neil just to top it off.
all because he was scared.
is scared. scared of steve harrington with his preppy fuckin’ polos and dumb hair. his pretty eyes and pretty smile and ability to tilt billy’s world on its axis just by looking at him. scared that steve will get bored of him. that he’ll realise billy isn’t worth the effort.
scared.
billy sighs again. shuffles back slightly and glares down as he twists the lock. the door swings open and billy is halfway to grabbing the book he needs when something falls out. a scrap of paper. no bigger than the palm of his hand. a note.
it lands on billy’s boot.
he looks around. wonders who had felt brave enough- dumb enough to shove a note through billy’s locker on a day like today. he bends down. picks it up. reads the words in front of him.
quarry, 9.
there’s a little heart scribbled on the top right hand corner. billy traces the familiar writing with a thumb. feels that all too familiar feeling in his chest. he clenches his fist. hears the crinkle of paper as he does.
then he looks up again. into his locker. really looks, this time.
a pack of marlboro reds lay on top of his books. unopened. new.
next to those, something smaller. candy, billy realises. a sweetheart, specifically. the words kiss me etched in pink.
billy smiles. can’t help it, really. it’s restrained. barely there. just a small twitch of his lips but a smile nonetheless. his first smile of the day. credit to steve fuckin’ harrington and his inability to leave well alone.
billy smooths the note out. places it next to the reds. next to the heart. tries to tamp down on the butterflies swarming in his chest. he takes a deep breath before stuffing the cigarettes and note into his pocket.
his hand hovers over the sweetheart.
“hey.”
billy pulls his hand back. fast. as if he’d been burned. he looks to his left. locks eyes with the boy now standing next to him. feels his heart stutter. “hey.”
steve gives him a knowing smile. “good day?”
“no.” billy frowns. you already knew that. “pretty shitty actually.”
steve leans. folds his arms. “that bad, huh?”
better now that you’re here. billy swallows. turns away from steve. back to his locker. “did you want something, harrington?”
“nah, just..” steve smirks. reaches out. billy feels his breath hitch. steve’s smile gets wider. he flicks billy’s earring. once. before turning on his heel with a see you around thrown billy’s way.
a promise. something deeper to them but. casual. friendly to anyone watching.
billy watches him leave. wonders if steve might be okay with them having to do things differently. wonders if this might be enough for steve. for them. wonders if he could be enough for steve. hopes-
billy jumps when the bell rings.
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they meet up later. at the quarry like steve had said. neil under the assumption that billy’s seeing some girl. steve’s parents likely thinking the same.
billy feels as though a weight has been lifted as soon him and steve tumble into the back of the beemer. all cold hands and fumbling with belts. awkward limbs and steamed up windows. and billy lets it happen. lets himself be held. lets steve be sweet to him.
billy lets it happen. finds himself thinking that today might not be all bad. and that he might be more than a little bit in love with steve harrington. he pushes the second thought down. focuses on winding a hand into steve’s hair and sucking a mark into the soft skin just below his jaw, instead.
not all bad.
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later finds them huddled under a blanket in the back of steve's beemer. sharing a cigarette. marlboro. red. steve nudges billy after a few minutes. doesn't say anything just. nudges him. billy tilts his head to the side. gives steve a look. steve just looks down as his hand finds billy's under the blanket.
then he presses something small into the palm of billy’s hand.
billy raises an eyebrow in question but steve’s already looking away. staring out into the night. cigarette glowing in the dark. billy rolls his eyes. wiggles his arm free and holds the object up to the window to get a better look.
be mine.
he laughs. loudly. tries to hide the racing of his heart. calls steve a fuckin' cheese. and a sweetheart. waits until steve turns to face him again before pressing the candy to steve's lips and pulling him in to exchange kisses that are almost too soft. too sweet for whatever this is. whatever they agreed for this to be.
steve pulls back first. whispers against billy’s lips “hey, baby?”
“yeah?”
“happy valentine’s day.”
“…yeah.”
almost.
steve grins and reaches out to play with one of billy’s curls. billy laces their fingers together under the blanket.
or maybe it’s just right.
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onaperduamedee · 8 months
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"Was it hard?" "What?"
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missjashin · 1 year
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Dustin having a doctors appointment or something in the middle of school day and since Steve is free he promised Claudia he could pick Dustin up and take him. But just the day (evening?) before Steve hangs out with Eddie and he told him what happened at the Starcourt mall in summer ‘85. Like in detail. Including the Dustin singing part. And it was a lot to tell all that so Eddie thinks it would only do good to do something fun with Stevie and also because he is a little shit and wants Steve to joins his little mischievous schemes. So he suggest maybe he could come along with Steve to pick Dustin up. And maybe they could go hunt down a tape that would include a certain song before the pick up.
And do they pull up at school blasting Never Ending Story on ear shattering volume and give some sort of lip sync performance just to embarrass Dustin? Absolutely.
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sad-emo-dip-dye · 10 months
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hc that sometimes Akutagawa has rashoumons little head manifested and Atsushi will give it little head scratches and Aku pretends to hate it but secretly he’s blushing (and a little jealous)
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cin-was-taken · 3 months
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The Acrobatic Fucker Himself
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notacluedo · 5 months
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Neil Josten doodle
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