Mornings After
Billy: Try a different nickname, Harrington. Now.
Bnha Oc Bernadette, she can do anything a bat can do.
Harringrove kissing so desperately. Like yeah they fuck, yeah they take each other apart but god, do they melt for kissing.
Making out in the back of the beemer until their lips are rosy red, knees knocking together, fingers clinging to collars. They get a little messy, breath coming out in tiny pants and their legs feel like jelly when their lips glance off of each other’s. Dragging each other into the dark during parties to the woodshed, lips finding each other’s in the dark, and they both moan like it’s the first time.
It doesn’t matter how long they’re together, they kiss like the world couldn’t rip them apart, like they’re trying to climb into each other. Maybe they are.
"I... emh... I'm glad you're alive. I mean, cool... it's cool, very cool... Super co-"
"Shut up, Harrington..."
I carved a pumpkin c:
Happy Halloween!
He'll step on you, Steve. But only if you beg.
(In an alternative universe where s3 never happened, Steve buys a magazine when he's questioning his sexuality in college and as fate would have it, who is on the centre fold but one Billy Hargrove. I'd like to think Steve tapes it to the inside of his closet and keeps thinking about how easy it would be to pick up the phone and call Max and ask for Billy's number.)
Hazbin phase is back in full swing
this time around im even self inserting-
someone shoot me
the cat is my sona as hazbin character, the fox guy is a friend of mine
Ochako makes a great drink I guess...?
I'm easy to make happy, which is why nobody gives a shit if I am.20 | He/It | Multifandom
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