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there’s a lot of discourse in the voltron fandom rn but i think we can all agree that pidge is an actual blessing so

(also just a heads up pidge is referred to using they/them pronouns in this) 

“I wasn’t talking to you, Lynch. I need someone with a soul.”

(click the image for more? - it’s transparent. just like my love for ronan.)

— off limits | 02 (m)

pairing— kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings— smut, dirty talk, dom! Jin 
words— 7,520

:: summary— you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

 » 01 :: 02 :: 03 :: 04 :: 05 :: 06 :: 07 ::

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halloween [s.h.]

Originally posted by ilovenarcisse


Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Request:  Could you maybe do a stranger things Steve imagine when you go with Billy to the Halloween party (even though you hate him) to get Steve jealous?

Warning: Billy Hargrove being a dick. 

(this is the longest thing I’ve ever written tbh)


“Come and get sheet-faced,” you snorted, reading the words off the paper that Jonathan had just handed to you. “As tempting as that sounds, no thanks. I’ll be at home, binging on candy bars and watching whatever crappy horror movies come on the TV.”

Nancy whined slightly, grasping your arm. “(Y/N) please. Just join us for that one night.”

You shook your head, gently shaking Nancy off. “Nope. You kids have fun. I’ll stay at home, it’ll be fun.”

“I heard Steve is thinking about asking you to go,” Nancy sing-songed into your ear, causing your face to heat up. 

Jonathan smirked, slinging his arm over your shoulder as you started to walk. “It’s true.”

You hesitated slightly, slowing down. “I’ll think about it okay?”

Jonathan fist-pumped the air as Nancy let out a slight cheer. You rolled your eyes, smiling fondly at your friends’ antics as you turned the corner, only to stop in your tracks.

There, standing in front of you, was Steve Harrington. He was holding a bouquet of…were those candy bars? and smiling as Stacy threw her arms around him. You looked up at Jonathan and smiled tightly. “So much for him asking me to the dance huh?”

Nancy’s mouth was open in shock as you slipped out from Jonathan’s arm and walked off, watching the scene in front of her play out and wincing at Stacy’s loud voice.

The crowd gathered around Steve and Stacy dispersed quickly, and Jonathan & Nancy made their way towards them. 

“I can’t wait to go with you Steve!” Stacy exclaimed. “Pick me up at 7 okay?”

Pressing a kiss to his cheek, Stacy bounced away, looking down at the candy bouquet in slight dismay.

“What the hell was that?” Jonathan asked as Steve turned to them.

“I though you were asking (Y/N) to the party,” Nancy spoke quietly.

Steve looked after your retreating form, bewildered. “I am! Or I guess I was. I was waiting in front of her locker but I guess Stacy thought I was waiting for her. You gotta help me guys.”

Jonathan grimaced slightly. “I think you messed up. Badly. (Y/N) didn’t look very happy when she walked away.”

“You don’t think I could tell?” Steve exclaimed. “Stacy just happened to appear at the wrong place at the wrong time and now, I probably messed up any chance I had with (Y/N)!”

Nancy and Jonathan frowned as Steve marched away. 

“We have to help him Jon.”

“Yeah, we do.”


You sighed softly as you opened your locker, exchanging your books for the ones that you needed. You closed your locker and twirled, ready to go to class, when you bumped into something hard. 

Your books went flying everywhere and you gasped as you dropped to your knees, muttering apologies as you scrambled to gather your things. You heard a slight chuckle as you stood up and you couldn’t help but flush.

Your blush only deepened when you realized who you had bumped into.

Billy Hargrove. The new kid.

You gulped slightly, glancing up at his wide smile. You smiled tightly at him as you apologized once more and walked away from him, heading to class. 

“Hey wait up!”

Your cursed softly as Billy caught up with you, smoothly taking your books from you as he walked alongside you. “Let me help you with those.”

“Thanks Billy,” you spoke quietly.

“Listen, now that I know that you’re not Harrington’s little galpal, I was wondering if you wanted to go to Tina’s party with me?”

“What?” you asked in disbelief. Billy Hargrove had never shown any interest in you.

“I’m asking you out (L/N). Now that I know that King Steve is not your man, I want to take you out,” Billy spoke smoothly, leaning against the wall as you approached your next class.

You glanced inside the room, locking eyes with Steve. He glanced at you and tilted his head towards Billy, silently asking what was going on.

“You aren’t together, are you?” Billy’s voice broke through your silent conversation. “I thought I saw him asking Stacy to the party.”

You took a deep breath and turned back to Billy. “No, we aren’t together. And yes, I’d love to go with you.”

“Great. I’ll pick you up at eight,” Billy leaned down. “Wear something…nice.”

With a wink and a smirk, Billy handed you your books and walked off. 

You stood there in silence. Yeah, Billy Hargrove was a prick and always antagonized Steve, but it wasn’t like Steve was going to ask you out. Besides, you couldn’t deny that Billy had a great ass.

You bit your lip slightly as you watched him walk away before slinking into class and taking your seat near the front, ignoring Steve’s questioning gaze.


“Hey (Y/N),” you heard Jonathan’s voice behind you.

You turned away from your locker and faced the couple.

“So,” Nancy began. “I know that today didn’t play out the way any of us wanted it to, but I was hoping that you’d-”

“Don’t worry Nance,” you cut her off. “I’m still going to Tina’s party.“

“Really?” Jonathan and Nancy chorused.

You couldn’t help but smirk as Billy walked by, shooting you a wink. “Yeah, someone asked me out and I said yes.”

Jonathan and Nancy followed your gaze, eyes widening when they saw Billy.

“You’re going with Billy?’ Nancy hissed. You nodded.

“Why?” Jonathan questioned.

“Listen guys, he asked and I said yes,” you replied. “Shouldn’t you guys just be happy I’m going?”

“Steve is not going to like this,” Jonathan muttered as you walked off. Nancy nodded in agreement. 

Together the couple walked out to the parking lot, where Steve was waiting or them, leaning against his car.

“Well?” he asked impatiently as they approached him. “Is she going to Tina’s?”

Nancy and Jonathan exchanged uneasy glances. 

“Yeah,” Nancy spoke softly. “She’s going to the party.“

“Great,” Steve spoke, smiling widely as he thought of the various ways to blow off Stacy and spend time with you.

“She’s going with Billy,” Jonathan added quietly.

The couple stared in silence as Steve’s smile faltered and he averted his gaze.

“Oh,” he whispered, looking down at the ground. “Well I should get going. See you guys tonight.”

As he hopped into his car and drove off, Nancy and Jonathan exchanged worried glances, concerned about the way that the evening would play out.


You shivered slightly as you slid into Billy’s car, nodding gratefully as he cranked up the heat.

You noticed Billy staring at you out of the corner of your eye and bit your lip slightly. 

Billy looked you up and down appreciatively, nodding slightly as he smirked. “Nice costume.”

You looked at him the same way, noticing the way that his shirt was almost completely unbuttoned. “Nice shirt.”

Billy laughed loudly as his car roared to life. “Trust me princess, you haven’t seen the best part yet.”

You were still blushing by the time that you arrived at Tina’s. Billy exited the car before walking over to your side and opening the door for you. He leaned down as you stepped outside. “You do look really nice in that outfit by the way.”

You simply smiled and winked before walking up the pathway. Billy quickly caught up and fell into step next to you, placing his hand on your back.

As you walked into the outdoor patio, you could feel the shocked gazes and hear the quiet whispers of everyone observing you.

I thought she and Steve were dating.”

“I heard that she and Billy are!”

“I guess her and Steve aren’t best friends anymore.”

You swallowed uneasily as you reached the front door, squealing slightly as Tommy popped out of nowhere. “Billy my man! C’mon there’s a keg waiting out here with your name on it.”

You had buried your face in Billy’s chest when Tommy had pooped out, and Billy’s arm was resting comfortably around your waist. When you finally looked up, you noticed Tommy’s face twist into a sneer. 

“Oh, (Y/N), I didn’t see you,” Tommy drawled before turning to Billy. “I can’t believe you came with Steve’s bitch. You have balls dude.”

As Tommy cackled, you felt the anger rise up in you. Stepping away from Billy, you spoke calmly. 

“Tommy? That’s you. I’m sorry I got so terrified by that monster mask you’re wearing,” you took a step closer to him, gingerly poking his cheek. “Oh shit! My bad, that’s just your face. How tragic.”

Tommy took a threatening step forwards before Billy interrupted. “Ok dude. Let’s go check out that keg.”

As Tommy glared and walked away, Billy pulled you in. “Try not to get into any trouble while I’m gone, okay princess?”

“No promises,” you chuckled humorlessly, walking towards the door.

“Here let me g-get that for you,” a voice stuttered behind you, reaching forwards and opening the door.

“Thanks,” you smiled, looking up only to lock eyes with Steve.

You stood in silence for a few seconds before Steve cleared his throat. 

“Uh, I really like your costume. Lana right?” Steve smiled cheekily. 

You nodded in response as you looked him over, blushing when you realized who he had dressed up as. “I see you came as Joel.”

Steve chuckled softly before leaning down. “You look amazing (Y/N).”

You kept your gaze down as you stepped inside, quickly making your way towards the kitchen. Steve followed quietly, wanting to make sure that nothing happened to you.

You took a cup from the counter, dipping it into the large punch bowl and bringing it up to your lips. You were stopped by Steve, who had grasped the cup himself and poured the contents back into the bowl.

“Steve, what the hell?” you asked, slightly peeved off because of what he had done.

“Careful (Y/N),” Steve murmured, dangerously close to you. “Are you sure you should be drinking that? It’s pure fuel.”

You looked up at him and smirked, a blush making its was across Steve’s face as you glanced at his lips. 

“I’m a big girl Steve,” you whispered. “I’m sure I can handle it.”

Steve’s eyes lit up and he opened his mouth, no doubt to make a cheeky remark, when you were suddenly pushed away.

“Steve!” you heard someone shriek. Stacy. 

Steve stumbled back as Stacy launched herself at him, embracing him tightly. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

You regained your balance quickly and reached for the empty plastic cup next to you, dunking it in the bowl once more and downing the contents. 

Steve’s eyes widened at your actions, slightly (very) impressed with the way that you didn’t flinch at all as the alcohol burned down your throat. 

“You look so good. Just like Tom Cruise,” Stacy exclaimed, glancing at you as she took Steve’s hand.

Steve kept staring as you refilled your cup and downed it once more, before looking up and smiling. “Well, it was nice catching up with you Steve. I should really be looking for Billy.”

“No need,” the blue-eyed boy spoke, coming up behind you. 

Steve glared at Billy as his arm wrapped snugly around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. You couldn’t help but gasp at the action, nibbling your bottom lip slightly as you realized that his shirt had come off sometime during the brief time you had been there.

Steve’s eyes hardened at the sight of Billy, who, upon noticing, simply smirked and pulled you closer. You felt yourself flush at the close contact. Your hands pressed against Billy’s (admittedly) toned chest.

As you noticed Steve staring at you, you couldn’t help the small spark of satisfaction that flared up within you. 

Steve was jealous.

You smiled to yourself and wrapped your arms around Billy’s neck, bringing him down to your level.

“Wanna go dance?” you whispered. 

Billy’s eyes widened momentarily before he nodded, leading the way. 

Steve clenched his jaw before picking up a drink, downing it, and slamming the empty container back on the counter. 

“C’mon Stacy,” he muttered, grabbing her hand. “Let’s dance.”

Nancy nudged Jonathan as Steve walked by them, fuming. Together, the couple got some drinks and sat back, patiently waiting to see the night play out.


When Billy first started kissing you, you didn’t mind. Hell, you responded immediately, knowing Steve was watching.

But when Billy’s hands trailed below your waist, you knew what you were doing was wrong. You shoved Billy back, eyes widening in shock as you pulled your skirt down, anxious now that Billy had ruined the semi-peaceful atmosphere that had surrounded you two. 

“What the hell (Y/N)?” Billy hissed, placing his hands on your waist. You immediately slapped them away.

“Stop Billy,” you muttered, not looking at him.

“C’mon. We were having fun,” Billy taunted, leaning down once again.

You panicked slightly and rushed backwards, only stopping when you felt a hand gently grasp your arm.

“Is there a problem here?” you heard Steve ask calmly.

Billy scoffed and stepped closer to Steve. “How about you go back to your little slut and leave me alone with mine?”

You responded immediately, your hand coming up to slap Billy’s face, causing a loud smack that caught everybody’s attention. Billy glared at you, taking a threatening step forwards in your direction. 

Steve smoothly pulled you behind him, stepping forwards and meeting Billy’s gaze. Billy chuckled darkly before turning to the crowd. 

“Gather around everybody,” Billy spit out. “Come see King Steve try to protect his bitch.”

You flinched slightly at Billy’s words before quietly tugging at Steve’s hand. “Please. Let’s just go.”

Hearing your quiet whisper, Steve looked down and nodded, making his way towards the entrance. He was stopped however, when Billy made yet another comment.

“Take a grand look everybody,” he spoke loudly. “King Steve can’t even make his own decisions anymore.”

Steve’s jaw tensed, and you reached up, cupping his cheek as you stared at Billy. “Don’t listen to him Stevie. Please. He’s just trying to rile you up.”

Steve looked down at you, his eyes softening. He wordlessly wrapped his arm around you and kept walking, leaving the party with you in his arms.

And there goes King Steve. I’m in charge now.”


The ride to your house was silent, the soft sounds of The Cure floating through the stereo. As Steve pulled into your driveway, you glanced at him shyly, getting out and thanking him quickly before making your way up the walkway.

“Why’d you go with him?”

Steve’s voice stopped you immediately, and you couldn’t find it in you to turn and face him.

“What do you mean?” you asked, your voice wavering slightly.

“Why’d you go with him? With Billy? You know how much of an asshole he is and yet, you still went with him,” Steve’s voice grew closer as he approached you.

You gulped slightly as Steve came to stand in front of you. 

“You knew he was a bad person (Y/N),” he continued. “Out of everybody that you could’ve gone with, why’d you choose him?”

You swallowed harshly as you replied. “He was the only one who asked Steve.”

Steve’s gaze hardened as you looked up at him. “I didn’t know what to do. I had already told Nancy and Jonathan I was going to that stupid party so as soon as Billy asked, I said yes.”

“Do you know how much I want to be with you?” Steve asked, leaning in slightly. “I wish it had been me dancing with you, not Billy. It should’ve been me.”

“But it wasn’t, was it?” you asked quietly. “I actually believed Nancy when she said you wanted to ask me out. It was the only reason I ever agreed to go to that dumb party. Are you kidding me? I could’ve stayed home all night eating candy, but no! Instead, there I was, being groped by Billy Hargrove like some kind of-”

Your words were cut off as Steve cupped your cheeks, leaning down and planting his lips on yours. You stood there, shocked as Steve Harrington kissed you.

Steve Harrington was kissing you.

You stared at Steve as he pulled back. “I was going to. Ask you, I mean. I was going to ask you to go with me to Tina’s dumb party but Stacy got to me first and assumed that I was asking her. When I saw Billy kissing you I got so angry. I regretted not asking you out earlier.”

You stared at Steve for a few moments. 

You are an idiot Steve Harrington.”

You pulled him down into another kiss, this one slow and soft and better than anything you had ever imagined.

“I really really like you,” Steve whispered as you pulled away slightly.

“I really really like you too,” you replied softly.


Nancy made her way into the girl’s bathroom, slightly worried after the events from Tina’s party. She hadn’t heard from you since and was growing more worried with every passing minute, not knowing what had happened after you left.

As she approached the stalls, Nancy averted her eyes. In one corner was a couple, the girl pressed up against the wall as she ran her hands through the boy’s hair, said boy who was currently trailing kisses down her exposed neck.

As Nancy entered a stall, she doubled back, noticing a very familiar pair of sneakers on the girl’s person.

“(Y/N)?” Nancy gasped, causing the couple to spring apart quickly.

In front of her was you and Steve, lips swollen and hair (and clothes) askew, panting slightly from the rush that came with being caught.

“Nance?” you exclaimed, fixing your shirt. “It’s not what it looks like!”

Your protest fell on deaf ears, seeing as how Nancy had already made her way out of the bathroom, a huge grin on her face.

“You think she’s gonna tell Jonathan?” Steve asked, a cheeky smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around you.

You threw your head back and groaned lightly. “Jonathan? More like the entire school!”

“Good,” Steve murmured. “At least its not a secret anymore.”

As Steve pressed his lips against yours once more, you couldn’t help but agree completely. 


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TSUBASA CHRONICLE MONTH 2017

DAY 12
 KUROFAI

Their eyes are full of admiration, of attraction, of undying feelings for each other. Their eyes twinkle, their eyes are smiling. Even if they didn’t say a word about it, there’s this invisible thread connecting them two.