30 Day OTP Challenge Day 8: Danny and Steve shopping. Danny thought they were going to a grocery store when Steve said they needed “supplies,” but of course, Steve being Steve, they ended up in a gun store instead.
“Steve Harrington’s been spending a lot of time here.”
Joyce brings the topic up casually as she takes a long drag of her cigarette. Beside her on the front porch, Jonathan avoids her gaze, and instead takes to staring at his worn out sneakers.
“It’s not because of my cooking,” Joyce continues, grinning and gently prodding her son with her elbow. The joke seems to work, at least partially. Jonathan chuckles and shrugs.
“He’s a good guy,” Jonathan reasons, “You know how he helped us with that thing.” Joyce nods and exhales a mouthful of smoke slowly, thoughtfully. She’s heard the story, managed to coax it out of her eldest amid his protests that she had enough to worry about. There had been three of them here that night; and it seemed to her that there had been three of them since then.
“And how’s Nancy?” Joyce asks, returning to her original line of questioning. She’s suspected something, mostly a one-sided something, between her son and Nancy Wheeler for several months now. But lately it’s been impossible to avoid thinking that Steve Harrington may also play into that picture. It worries her. Hawkins is a cold enough place for a single mother.
“She’s good,” Jonathan answers. He’s dodging the question. Joyce is reminded of herself when her own mother used to ask her about Lonnie.
“Are you two…” she lets her voice trail off, wanting Jonathan to fill in the rest of the question himself. He suddenly looks flustered, the way he used to look when she caught him stealing cookies from the cupboard. Jonathan’s hand comes up and rubs at the back of his neck.
“No,” he answers firmly. “No.”
“Jonathan,” she looks at him pointedly and holds out the remainder of her cigarette, “I want you to be safe.”
“I know,” Jonathan nods and takes the cigarette, pressing it between his lips. He looks thoughtful for a moment. “It’s complicated mom.”
“That’s love,” Joyce shrugs, “You just remember that I love you no matter how complicated it is.”
Summary:“I THOUGHT YOU’VE BEEN DEAD. FOR TEN YEARS. WHY ARE YOU ON MY FRONT DOORSTEP. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN. WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME CRY LIKE THIS I HATE THAT I LOVE YOU AND WHY DID YOU EVEN LEAVE IN THE FIRST PLACE” au (prompt, I’ll link it when I have time)
A/N:I wanted to try writing angst for once instead of my usual fluff but even this ending kind of….nice?? Nicer than I originally planned but oh well. I hope you enjoy, it was inspired by my Vamp!Tae story that I’m working on redoing…..revamping lol.
Ten years ago today was the worst day of [Y/N]’s life.
Ten years ago today she had been bitten by her then boyfriend and turned into a vampire.
She remembered waking up in indescribable pain as her body changed and looking up to see her boyfriend crying and apologizing. At first she had no memory of what happened and was confused as to what was happening but as she saw the dried blood that stained his shirt it all came back: how odd he was the night he came to see her, with his eyes wide and and bloodshot, his hands jittery. Then there was the pain. He wasted no time in pushing her back into her home and sinking his teeth into the flesh of her neck.
She remembers the pain being unbearable before she passed out.
When she woke to him sobbing over her pain riddled body she felt nothing but pain and rage.
Now that she thought about it ten years later, she felt the same.
A birthday gift to Roxi! Happy Birthday to my dam book godmother. LMAO I will never forget the first time you messaged me was because I drew Leo Valdez and Nico di Angelo BLESS THE GODS I DREW THEM or else we wouldn’t even be friends. So here’s my your Mako-chan after rescuing a cute lil bunny who seems to develop a sort of crush on this big adorable human fireman.