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Reblog to give mutuals a break from whatever they're been going through

Okay but serious talk

Do you ever think about how much pressure Vincent and his parents put on himself? Like since he was the "messed up twin" he had to always prove himself and his worth.

The amount of times he has hurt or worked himself to the bone just to be as perfect as his mother wanted him to be. He grew up thinking that if he wasn't good at what his parents wanted him to do then he didn't literally deserved to live.

He knew what happened when you didn't do anything worthy of love cause he saw it in how they treated Bo and his brother was the normal one so in his head he would be like "if he gets treated like that and he doesn't has anything wrong then I could get something worse"

He always felt this need to prove himself. More of a reason is that if he gets his parents to like him then he can have an opportunity to defend Bo.

And even more when he sees that even when he is the one messing up something, Bo always lies to protect him. He sees how his parents tend to always believe Bo is the bad one. That feeds the need to be able to do something worthy of all of that cause he feels that otherwise Bo is getting abused for nothing.

And then Bo gets killed because of he was doing too. And now I get why Vinny was so angry when carly said Bo was the freak.

He has never resented his brother, Bo was all he ever had and was the only one giving him unconditional love always and never asked vinny to be anything more or less than what he is.

And now he has died protecting him and it's getting once again blamed for stuff Vinny's guilty too.

Hiccups and Cuddles

I'm still a little tipsy, I haven't been able to sleep. I've had a cup of tea, some biscuits and some left over pizza.

All I want is Bo so I wrote this.

Soft husband Bo looking after his drunk partner 💕

You and Bo were lounging on the couch. You had a couple of beers and were fine, it was only when Lester said you should all do some shots that it all went down hill from there.

Vincent and Lester had gone to bed a few hours ago so now it was just you and Bo.

It was when you started giggling at random things then you ended up with the hiccups that Bo knew you were drunk. Even when you weren't laughing and you were just sitting there your hiccups would start up again. Bo finished his drink in one swig before placing the empty beer bottle on the living room table.

"Come on darlin' let's get to bed"

"I'm fine *hiccup* Bo I don't need *hiccup* to go to sleep *hiccup*"

He half rolled his eyes at your drunken stubbornness "baby your literally fallin asleep on the couch and you've got the hiccups."

You began to pout at your husband's words "no i am not *hiccup*"

Bo thought your hiccups were adorable and was desperately trying not tease you. No that would be a job for tomorrow.

"I'll give you some cuddles and make you a cup of tea." Bo trying to make a deal so you would actually fall asleep in bed instead of finding you passed out in a werid and no doubt uncomfortable spot.

"Hmmm" you pretend to think about it, "ok, but you gotta carry me" Reaching your arms out with your hands moving in a gimme motion.

Bo chuckled softly at your actions. Picking you up carrying you on his hip, your legs wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck. He walked into the kitchen to make you some tea. "Ya want some biscuits darlin?"

"Yes please"

He finished making your tea, handed you your favourite biscuits then carried you and your drink upstairs to your shared bedroom.

Bo carefully dropped you on the bed, putting your drink down so he could help you get changed into your sleep wear. Which was just one of his shirts and some shorts or pajama bottoms depending on the weather. Bo stripped down to his underwear before joining you in bed.

You finished your drink, placing it on the nightstand. Snuggling up to your husband, you nuzzle your face into his chest to breathe in more of his scent. He tightens his arms around you, kissing your forehead. "Good night my love"

"Night Bunny" you fall asleep listening to the sound of his heart.

Flashback to s3 of stranger things when Steve was tripping absolute balls after being drugged🤭😵‍💫

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stu: been going through an episode sorry if i’ve been acting kinda off for the past few weeks.

billy: eps last weeks?

stu: they can last months…

billy: tf is you watchin?

If I have to see a dig through a million stu/billy x reader content when i’m just thing to find stuilly stuff I might have an actual meltdown

Open Book

For the @drarrymicrofic prompt: found. Huge thanks to my sweetest love @basicallyahedgehog for helping me workshop this!

Draco was in the attic for ten minutes before he found it, in a box within a box, under a pile of clothes that likely hadn't seen the light of day in a decade. He flipped through the diary's slightly faded pages, stopping to read bits that made him chuckle, tear up, and ache with sympathy for his younger self.

Finally, Draco shut the diary and tucked it under his arm before he started trotting quickly down the stairs, He reached the living room to find Harry still there, fidgeting and wide-eyed.

"I know part of you is worried that what I said last night was just impulsive and in the heat of the moment. So, here," Draco said, tossing the diary toward Harry, who caught it easily. "Proof that I've been trying to figure out a way to tell you I love you for years. So if you can't believe me," he nodded at the diary in Harry's hands, "maybe you'll believe him."

color guard is just *jambs thumb* *jambs thumb* *forgets counts* *over rotates* *jambs thumb* *questions why you even do guard* *drops the easy stuff*

soldier boy *is back* homelander: so noir, you’re sticking with me right? we’re together in this, pal. *walks away* black noir: