I Like To Think That I Got Over The Lee Scoresby's Death... I COULDN'T BE MORE WRONG!

I miss good omens. So good!

cant stop thinking about good omens so i doodled a crowley 😈

Ma'am, why just now I discovered this amazing story?? Everything about it makes me give a silly smile while reading! Hope to see more of your work! You're amazing!!

So I’ve decided to venture into the fanfic world after 20 years of not really writing anything.

Here’s my first attempt, a little Usnavi x Reader story. Hope everyone enjoys.

I didn't know that. Thanks for the information!

Folks, friends, y’all.... esk*mo is a slur. I understand a lot of people don’t know that, I don’t want to be a dick about it, but I’ve been seeing it in fics. Wanna write “esk*mo kisses”? Just say “nuzzled noses” or something.

I’m not here to call anybody out, it’s been in multiple fics, I’m not vague posting. This is just a psa. 👍🏻

I just finished The Umbrella Academy and I need someone to talk about with!!

do not chastise the dove (11) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley

do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board

pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley

series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you. 

chapter summary: you are saved. but it’s not over quite yet. 

word count: 2,492

warnings?: vague descriptions of fighting bc i can’t write fight scenes lmao, angsty, a shorter chapter, pet name (dove)

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I'm Not The Only One Part 2

Summary: The aftermath of your enemy Steve telling you that your boyfriend cheated on you.

Word Count: 2387

Note: Not revised. Part 1 here

As you walked up to Matt’s door, you were afraid of what might happen. You desperately wanted to speak to Robin about what happened but then Steve dropped a bomb on you. Instead of worrying about the Friday incident, you were not concerned your boyfriend was cheating on you. You really hoped that Steve was just being his usual asshole self, but the way he said it and the look in his eyes told you he was being sincere. So here you were, at Matt’s doorstep, knocking pathetically.

After a few moments that felt decades long, the door swung open to reveal your boyfriend. His smile grew when he saw you and you nearly melted at the sight. “Hi baby,” he reached out for you.

“Baby?” You shook yourself out of your trance. “I’ve been calling you all weekend. Where have you been?”

“I just thought maybe you needed some time to cool off from Friday.” He shrugged. “You were really mad at me.”

“I think I had the right to be mad.” You scoffed.

“I mean come on Y/n, we’ve been dating for a month and you still haven’t let me kiss you.” He crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame.

“Is that why you were kissing another girl after I left your house?” You question. “And don’t lie to me.”

“Look, Annalise called me to hang out and yeah we kissed but we’re not getting back together or anything. We can just forget it ever happened.” Matt reached a hand out to you.

“Are you insane? It may seem like no big deal to you but it is to me. That’s cheating.” You slap his hand away. “You’re unbelievable really.” You turn, heading back down the path. “Oh, and Grease is overdue, idiot.” You slam your car door as you finish getting in.

The first thing you can think of is to go see Eddie. You know his weird antics and personality can cheer you up in a heartbeat. The drive to his trailer is filled with the noise of sad ballads and your sleeved hand constantly wiping your eyes. Why were you crying? Matt was definitely not worth it and you knew that but you couldn’t help feeling worthless and unwanted.

As you park outside Eddie’s trailer, you look into the mirror and sigh. Your eyes were red, your hair was a mess, and your skin was sticky with old and new tears. You see Uncle Wayne on the porch, “Eddie, your little friend is here!”

You chuckle at his words and grab your bag before stepping out. Eddie rushes down the three steps and opens his long arms to engulf you. “Hey, come ‘ere.” He says quietly. You immediately enter his embrace and wrap your arms around his waist. “He’s an idiot.”

“Yeah, I know.” You sighed and lean your cheek against his chest. 

“You staying for dinner kiddo?” Wayne asks and you nod. “I’ll be heading to the store for food them. Be back in a bit.” Wayne gives Eddie a look.

“Let’s get you inside.” Eddie smiles and pulls you inside. “I can show you the new guitar strap that Dustin got me.”

-

Steve had called Eddie as soon as you left the store. He had filled him in on the entire situation.

“Okay so we’re going to go kick his ass right?” Eddie had told Steve through the phone.

“Eddie, you’re her friend. You have to do it.”

“Okay but you’re…meatier. I’m skinny. You’ve seen me shirtless. I need backup.” Eddie states. “Plus, someone has to comfort Y/n and I know it is impossible for you to be nice to her.”

“Hey, I can be nice.” Steve whines. “I was nice today.”

“Only because you had too.” Eddie snorts. “Look, you go kick his ass and I’ll go comfort Y/n.”

“I’m not kicking his ass alone Eddie.” Steve rolls his eyes. 

“How about neither of you kick his ass and both of you just go check on Y/n.” Robin adds, holding a box of new tapes. “Y/n is plenty capable of kicking Matt’s ass by herself.” 

“That’s true.” Steve laughs. “Well, I don’t think she’ll want to see me so… Eddie just take care of her okay? Let me know if she needs anything.” He ends the call after a few more moments, saying goodbye to Eddie.

“Oh, you’ve got it bad.” Robin laughs. “So so bad.”

“Robin.” Steve scolds. “I’m just being nice because she’s going through a tough time.”

“This could be what you need to start dating her. Swoop in to be her knight in shining armor or whatever.” Robin’s eyes light up. 

“Alright, that’s enough out of you.” Steve shakes his head, “I’m going on break.”

-

“So what did you tell Steve when he told you?” Eddie asks, sitting on the floor, rummaging through an old storage bin. You look down at him as you lay on your stomach across his bed, flipping through a magazine. 

“I mean, not much really. I basically interrogated him on what he saw and tried to verify if it was the truth.” You shrugged. “I seriously thought he was playing a joke on me.”

“I know he’s mean to you but not that mean. I think he likes you honestly.” Eddie bites his lip. “Imagine you and Harrington.” He ponders, “actually I think I almost threw up.”

“Shut up.” You toss a pillow in his direction. “He doesn’t like me. He can barely be in my presence. He said I was the Wicked Witch of the West, ya know?”

“If you’re the bad witch then I must be Glinda the good witch, huh?” Eddie raises a brow.

“Absolutely not. You have the hair to be Dorothy though.” You laugh. 

“I would look good in red sparkly heels and we both know it.” Eddie flips his hair off his shoulder. “But seriously, Harrington’s got the hots for you. He was all like,” Eddie switches his voice to mimic Steve’s. “‘Take care of my beautiful, wonderful future wife Y/n’ and ‘let’s kick Matt’s ass to avenge Y/n’s sweet soul’ and the best one ‘let me know if Y/n needs anything. And I mean anything Eddie.’” Eddie wiggles his eyebrows.

“He did not say any of that, you weirdo.” You toss another pillow at him. 

“You’re going to be pillowless in the next five minutes.” Eddie stands up to hit you in the head with the pillows, then stands a seat on the bed in the most obnoxious way making the entire bed bounce. “Remember when I first introduced you to the group? You thought Steve was cute. You even asked if he was single.”

“Which he technically wasn’t with all the dates he was going on.” You roll over onto your back. “I don’t know Eddie. Steve is cute but the past two years of bickering kinda just made me not really find him attractive.”

“Yeah yeah, I bet you’ll be dating or fucking by the end of the year.” Eddie lays beside you. “There’s so much sexual tension between you guys.”

“I hate you sometimes.” You laugh. “Let’s go see if Wayne needs our help.” You sit up and climb over him.

-

You had decided it would be a good time to thank Steve for looking out for you. It was Friday, only four days since you found out about Matt from Steve and confronted Matt yourself. As you walked up to Steve’s door, you remembered the last time you were here and how Steve had yelled at you. Maybe this was a bad idea. As you reached the porch of his house, you thought better and decided to just give him a call instead of your original plan. You turn back and start racing back to your car when you hear the door open.

“Y/n?” You hear. Your body freezes and you really wish you could just disappear.

Without turning around you reply with a quiet “Hey Steve.”

“You okay?” Steve asks, stepping out onto the porch after grabbing a jacket hanging near his door. “Did you just get off of work?”

“Um yeah, I just wanted to stop by to thank you.” You slowly turn around, scolding yourself mentally for not changing out of your uniform before coming to his place.

“Are those flowers? For me?” He points to the small bouquet in your hand. “You got me flowers?”

“Um… yeah. I’m sorry. I didn’t know what to bring over. Robin said you were laying off the sweets so I didn’t bring any desserts over. I’m sorry this is stupid. I just wanted to say thank you for being so kind on Monday and throughout the week. I know you asked Eddie and Robin to keep you updated on me. I’m fine now. Really. So thank you.” You rush out, turning to leave. “Oh wait, here.” You turn back around and shove the flowers into his chest. “Bye. Thank you. I’m sorry. Bye.” You hug your body and run back to your car. He’s quicker than you, shutting the door just as you open it.

“Do you want to come in?” He searches for your eyes. “You look cold. I can make hot chocolate or something?” He offers, unsure. “Only if you want.”

“You sure?” You squint your eyes and meet his.

“Yeah, I wasn’t busy or anything. Just making some food.” He smiles softly. “There’s enough for two.” 

It’s his smile that has you immediately locking your car door and following him into his house. He waits for you to step inside his house before going in himself, like a gentleman. He shivers as he takes off his jacket. 

“I’m supposed to put the flowers in water right?” He sets the bouquet on the counter. You had momentarily forgotten about the flowers. Your cheeks flush with heat and somehow he senses your embarrassment. “You know, no one has ever gotten me flowers before? I don’t even think I have a vase.” He mumbles as he searches the cabinets. “You okay? You’re quiet. You know you can have a seat.” He looks up to see you still standing near the entryway to the kitchen.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be awkward.” You laugh.

“You’re not.” He assures. “We haven’t had a good relationship so it makes sense why this is weird.” He smiles again and holds a red tinted vase he found under the sink. “I found one.”

“Let me help you.” You offer, holding the vase as he runs the water. “So you’ve been on hundreds of dates and not one girl has given you flowers?”

“Surprisingly no. I guess it’s just the whole gender roles and norms. I hope I didn’t embarrass you, I was just surprised.” He turns the faucet off.

“Well, I’m glad I got them then. Robin wasn’t much help. She wanted me to get you a funny greeting card. There’s not really a card that says, ‘I know we hate each other but thanks for saving me from a potential shitty relationship.’” 

“I guess that’s true.” He shrugs. “You know I don’t hate you right? Slightly dislike but not hate.” He nudges your arm as he takes the vase and places it on the counter.  

“It sounded like you hated me when you told me to get out of Hawkins.” You start to unwrap the flowers. “I was never trying to replace you Steve. I just wanted to be part of the group. I hope you know that.”

“I still regret saying that to you. You looked so sad but instead of apologizing I just… I don’t know. I guess I thought it was better to be mean to you then accept the fact that the others liked you. I don’t know how much you know about me but I’m usually home alone and other than my friends, I don’t have anybody.” He says honestly, voice laced with sadness.

“You have me?” You offer. “Like moving forward? We could be friends. We can hang out without the mean comments and stealing my snacks.” 

“Even after everything I’ve done? You’d still want to be friends?” He looks down to his slippers. “I was a jerk.”

“Yeah you were. Especially by calling me a witch.” You laugh. He looks up at you and thinks it’s music to his ears. “I’m sorry for saying you have no heart and that you were a coward. Both of those aren’t true.”

“So I still have no brain?” He fakes being hurt. 

“I mean you can be pretty stupid.” You smile, “like that one time at the fair when you got the hot pickle and immediately spit it out because it was spicy.”

“I thought it was like, going to be hot in temperature.” He defends. 

“Who eats a warm pickle? Pickles are meant to be eaten cold.” You argue. 

“Yeah yeah, that was pretty stupid.” He rubs the back of his neck. “You know, I regret not taking up your offer to ride the ferris wheel that day.”

“I saw that you wanted to go but no one would go with you. You kept looking up at the wheel and the lights of the rides made your eyes look so pretty. I just had to ask you.” You scoot closer to him, your sides touching as you busied yourself with separating the flowers. “But then you rejected me!” You nudged him this time.

“I’m sorry!” He covers his face. “I’m really sorry. Not just about that but everything else.” He says more quietly. 

“I’ve already forgiven you, Steve.” You start rearranging the flowers into the vase. “We’re good now. Promise.”

“Good.” He smiles down at you. “You hungry?” 

“Starving.” You step back to look at your work. “They look so pretty.”

“Yeah, they do.” Steve agrees, though his eyes are on you not the flowers. You turn to look at him. 

“You’re pretty too, Steve.” You bite your lip and take a seat at the kitchen island to distract yourself from the butterflies erupting inside your stomach. What was happening? You thought. How’d you go from hating each other to flirting?

Steve knew once he told Robin about his night, he wouldn’t be hearing the end of it. Enemies to lovers? Maybe, he was a cliche. He really didn’t mind that idea.

Taglist: @yaskna

Yeeees, burn in guilt, you son of a bitch.

y/n was a badass, honestly.

About the best friend... I love Eddie, but I have to choose Steve in this. In my mind Steve would be more judgmental about y/n dating Billy, but I don't think he would say "I told you so". Also, if y/n will end with the best friend, I think Steve would be the best option to it because he seems (to me) more compassionate.

But! I think any of the boys will be great. So, if you plan doing a tag list for this, can I please be added to it? Thanks!

You Lost Me Forever [Part 1]

(Cheating Billy.H x Fem!Reader)

Part 2 Link

Summary: In which Y/n L/n’s boyfriend Billy Hargrove cheats on her. Billy tries to win her back only to realize she was never meant for him. She was meant for her best friend…

CW: Cheating, Angst, Mentions of throwing up

“Billy?” Y/n said when she knocked on his bedroom door. His Father and stepmom were out of town and Max let her in, though Max looked a little conflicted about it. Y/n shrugged off the young girl’s behavior and continued on into the house anyways. As usual his music was turned up loud as can be behind his closed door. It all started when Billy said he was sick and couldn’t make it to school today. So without telling him she decided to bring some medicine and food as a surprise to cheer him up.

Behind the door she heard him curse out loud and the music got louder. This confused Y/n because shouldn’t he be bed ridden? Why was he moving around so much when he said over the phone that he was so sick that he couldn’t move a single muscle?

“Hey you okay in there? You shouldn’t be moving so much of you’re sick!” The teen girl said and knocked more. She reached for the door knob and wiggled it only for it to be locked. “Billy let me in I brought some stuff for you to help you feel better!”

Over the sound of the music his voice could be heard when Y/n put her ear against the door.

But so could another.

“Billy stop pushing me around so much! I’m moving so calm the fuck down!”

“Shut the fuck up you bitch she’ll hear you. Grab your shit and leave through the window.”

Y/n flinched away from the door upon hearing another voice inside, being a female’s. Her heart dropped and so did the plastic bag in her hand containing the things she purchased. She thought that he wouldn’t be like this anymore. Y/n thought Billy loved her and was true to all the things he said.

Y/n realized that all the repeated times he’d say “I adore you” or “You’re it for me” were all lies. This whole time he had been spewing lies and going behind her back.

He never changed. And she fell for it.

“Billy” Y/n said in a monotone. The music was a little quieter now.

More rustling and the sound of the squeaky window opening. “Yeah babe?!” was said on the other side of the wooden door.

“I’m leaving.” Y/n said scarily calm. She put her clammy hands in her pockets and walked down the hall. She passed by Max who gave her a sad look. Y/n nodded slowly with glassy eyes and walked out the door without another word. She wasn’t going to let this get under her skin. Yes Y/n loved Billy and could sympathize with him, but she could never truly have him reciprocate her loyalty that she had for him. He will always be the same old man whore jumping from girl to girl leaving a trail of broken hearts.

Outside Y/n saw a girl in a dress jogging away from Billy’s back yard with a bag clutched in her arms. Yup, that was her. Though she couldn’t tell who specifically because it was 9 o’clock at night. Step by step Y/n could feel her chest growing more heavy, begging for sweet release. A scream, cry, maybe throwing up? But no, she kept it all down and locked her sorrow away. Instead she would replace said sorrow with anger and disappointment. Anger at herself for believing his bullshit and disappointment in Billy for thinking with his head, just not the one up there but the one down there.

“Y/n?! Hey where you goin?” Y/n turned around and saw Billy who called her. He ran to her in the night, his skin glowing from the after-sex. He looked as healthy as a horse, clearly not sick. “I got your bag of stuff. I left the food in the fridge, but turns out I wasn’t as bad as I thought. I just threw up and I started feeling better.” He said with a grin and wrapped his arms around Y/n’s waist. The light of the moon shone on him, his smile looking ever so beautiful. The smile of a liar rather than a lover. The smile of a cheating con.

“Bullshit.” Y/n muttered with her gaze downcast. She didn’t want to look at him. Billy tilted his head down to see her eyes, but whenever he moved she’d move her head away. The blonde let go of her and crossed his arms over himself. Worry pooled in his gaze.

“What,? I didn’t hear you, you okay?” He asked with concern. The night couldn’t tell if he were genuine or not.

Y/n looked up at him with a firm gaze. Tears pooled in her e/c eyes but she refused to blink and let them fall. “We’re over Billy.” She said. Billy’s mouth hung open for a moment but then pressed into a firm line.

“What do you mean ‘over’?” He said with furrowed brows.

“We’re done Billy. I’m breaking up with you. I can’t do it anymore. We just weren’t made for each other.” Y/n said and turned 180. She took a step but felt her body be pulled back from her arm. Billy’s hand clutched her bicep, his grip never wavering.

“Y/n what the fuck are you talking about? Give me a damn good fucking reason because I fucking love you!” He yelled. The moonlit darkness grew an eerie silence. Anticipation hung in the dry hair, waiting for the girl’s response.

“You’re a pussydrunk liar and you know it. I heard her in you room Billy and I saw her run from your house with her tail between her legs. Please don’t try to bullshit lie your way out of this Hargrove, because I won’t believe you. I never will again.”

Y/n looked at him over her shoulder and sent him a glare that could cut through steel. But he still wouldn’t let her go. Not after such a foolish mistake.

“You weren’t supposed to be there.” Was all he could say. He couldn’t think of any other excuse. Y/n had him down and read by the nail. She was right, nothing but lust clouded his mind. And it even got in the way of the best thing that has ever happened to him.

Scoffing, she ripped her arm from his grip. “Don’t touch me with your fucking hands. Did you even wash them after having them knuckle deep in that whore’s rental pussy? Give me a fucking break.”

Billy snarled and felt his fist clench. “Now you’re just going to far-”

“FAR UP MY FUCKING ASS! WE’RE DONE! I LOVED YOU BUT YOU SEEM TO LOVE YOUR DESIRE FOR OTHER WOMEN MORE! SO SORRY FOR BEING MAD THAT MY BOYFRIEND WAS GOING BEHIND MY BACK FOR WHO KNOWS HOW DAMN LONG! I’M NOT EVEN SAD BECAUSE DEEP DOWN I KNEW IT WAS FUCKING COMING BECAUSE OF HOW MUCH OF YOUR WHORE REPUTATION PROCEEDS YOU!”

Never has she blown up on someone and never has it felt better. She feel like she could breathe again. Billy only stood in shock at her outburst.

“I-I’m sorry.” He started, “I’ll never do it again. It’s just an old bad habit and I can’t control it and you know how I am! My Father and all-”

Y/n looked at him with a disgusted expression. “Guilt tripping? Please, try with any other air headed bitch but not me. But old habits seem to die hard don’t they? Maybe you’ll learn your fucking lesson.”

“I will learn my lesson!” Now he was down on his knees. His arms wrapping around her hips while his head was to her stomach. “I’ll learn, please just take me back baby I can’t live without you.”

He looked up only to be met with her sad smile that didn’t reach her dull eyes. “I told you my ex cheated on me. I was with him for four years and loved him dearly. You knew how I felt about cheating yet here you are fucking around in a way you know will hurt me the worst. So no. I won’t forgive you. I hope you fucking rot in guilt.”

She pushed him off with a final shove and his tailbone hit the pavement, but he couldn’t feel the pain. He looked so pathetic on the ground. Looking up from his spot only to be met with the icy stare of the girl he lost forever.

“Never talk to me again.”

And she walked away.

Okay so this is gonna be a two part. In the summary I mentioned a best friend and I want you all to decide. Should it be Eddie or Steve?? Comment bellow :)

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