billy's struggling with his sexuality, coupled with ptsd from being mind flayed. he's trying to breathe easy, even if a boy with big brown eyes takes it. steve is beginning to grasp that he doesnt necessarily like the concept of himself having a sexuality, which is too much after almost dying too many times. title from 1950 by kingprincess :)

Disclaimer: look, don't actually kill anyone, okay? even if u really want to. i don't want to go to jail/gaol/prison/juvenile centre/whatever-it's-called because of this, because I'm just an innocent little kid! Okay, okay, serious now. Don't kill someone with a pencil. I'd think that'd be pretty obvious.

This is poetry by me Some will be sad, some will be happy, some might be confusing, and some might just seem boring Basically all bets are off because I write poetry from my emotions So yeah, here's some poems I write (Uploads for this will be very inconsistent, just a heads up)

Lara, una chica irreverente es enviada a un remoto lugar en México. Si de por sí es horrible estar aquí lejos de la tecnología y de las cosas que conoce; para empeorarlo se topa con Ana, una molesta rubia hija del pastor del pueblo. La línea entre el amor y el odio es muy delgada. Cosa que Lara y Ana conocerán a muy temprana edad. **CONTENIDO PROTEGIDO POR SAFE CREATIVE**

Oneshots and prompts for Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan from "Harry Potter" {requests open}.