Me Trying To Convince Myself That Billy Was A Good Person With Questionable Actions (he Had The Potential

Me trying to convince myself that Billy was a good person with questionable actions (he had the potential to make a better redemption in the future, but they were afraid of success).

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Eddie Munson, Day Two: Condom.

Just like day one, this shot is from an AU I did with my friend, so, again, a little context: Thanks to a series of events, you, an honored scientist, achieved one of the greatest achievements in history, creating a time machine, a machine you used to travel to one of the best-selling eras on television: the western voyage. There you met three people who would change your life: Steve Harrington, one of the richest men in town; Allyson Miller, the sheriff's daughter; and, most importantly, Eddie Munson, a bandit wanted for the murder of Chrissy Cunningham, the mayor's daughter.

Your hands went down to Eddie's belt, unbuckling it awkwardly. You yanked it tightly, startling Eddie. Without taking your eyes off his, threw the belt away from both of you, tangling your fingers in the edges of his shirt and tugging it off over his head.

"Shit, wait, I wasn't ready for this" Eddie muttered, stumbling over his words. His cheeks and neck were slightly flushed, his pale skin had purple and red blotches that indicated he hadn't been alone tonight, let alone arrested.

"What are you talking about?" You asked, frowning in confusion. It had all been perfectly clear to you. You wanted to sleep with Eddie and vice versa, you both loved each other and wanted to give each other a chance, so why not be ready?

For a moment, you thought it might be the fact that Eddie didn't have condoms, but then you remembered where you were. In this decade there wasn't even consent, much less a decent method of protection. You sighed as you remembered that before all this craziness you had gotten his birth control shot.

"Don't worry, everything is going to be all right, okay? I'll take care of you every moment" you caressed his cheek lovingly, smiling sweetly. Sometimes Eddie couldn't understand how you could be so changeable. He loves you. "I promise we won't get out of here as parents."

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I woke up a while ago and all I can think about is writing about the stages of a breakup based on the seasons and Taylor Swift songs [Summer: The beginning of love; Fall: The highs and lows of being in a relationship; Winter: The decline and breakup; Spring: Acceptance and a new beginning].

Would it be Steve's? Probably lol, although I would like to clarify that he wouldn't be the toxic partner the protagonist would be dating, he would just be that friend who has been in love for so long and tries to open your eyes, that friend who stays until the end not because he intends to be with you, but because he really loves you and cares about you and your feelings.

Flowers | Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader.

Little intro, this is a Bridgerton au [yes, my friend and I are obsessed with that series and that's why we made this lol]. The context is simple: you, a girl who just wants to get on with her life as an artist, is forced to marry a nobleman after reaching the right age. That's where you meet Eddie, a young nobleman with quite a lot of charisma and much more liberal ideas than most men. The two decide to make a deal and pretend to love each other [we love sham marriage here] so you can each fulfill their dreams.

Warnings: Fluff, Bridgerton!au, reader has a little brother.

"Y/N" said Eddie with a big smile. He was carrying a large bouquet of flowers in his hands. among them were some big, bright sunflowers and.... What were those flowers that went next to the sunflowers? "At last we meet again."

Your heart stopped for a second as he felt Eddie's soft lips collide with your cheek. You couldn't remember how or when, but for some reason, Eddie irrevocably had you at his feet, and you didn't regret it at all.

"Eddie" you murmured almost breathlessly, from that distance he looked even better. You tried to put the thought out of your mind. 'This is just a deal, Y/N', 'he doesn't think of you that way, Y/N' you kept repeating to yourself, but those big puppy dog eyes and that expressive smile made you fall for him again and again and again, you didn't even try to disguise it anymore. "You came, and with a present."

Eddie looked down, almost as if he'd forgotten he was bringing that ridiculously large bouquet of flowers. "Oh, this," a beaming smile decorated his face along with a slight pink tinge to his cheeks, "I bought them for you. They were a little hard to come by, but I managed to get it to look the way I wanted."

"Difficult why?" You frowned slightly, taking the bouquet from Eddie's hands. No doubt it was beautiful.

"Well" he scratched his messy hair nervously, his eyes running away from yours all the time, "your brother told me that you really liked flowers, especially sunflowers, so I thought about bringing you a bouquet with them, but there was no flower I liked" his tone was getting lower and lower, as the blush on his cheeks spread to his ears and neck, "I was doing some research and I discovered this flower; it's called Lisianthus."

You smiled in amusement. You had never heard of that flower, but the fact that he had done research just to give you such a beautiful bouquet like that made you want to shed tears from emotion. You had been overly sensitive lately.

"When I read what they meant, I knew they were the ones."

"And what do they mean?" You both exchanged glances, both breathless.

Eddie was afraid to tell you the truth, but he knew he would be unable to lie to you. He knew there was no chance that the love was mutual, he reminded himself of it every day before he slept and dreamed of your beautiful smile, he reminded himself of it every day before he came to visit you and be mesmerized by the beauty of your eyes and the beautiful freckles that evenly decorated your cheeks, and yet, every time he woke up, every time he said goodbye to you, his heart pounded incessantly, betraying any kind of sanity he might have had.

"They mean..." he gulped, averting his gaze from yours, he wouldn't be able to see the rejection on your face. "love and commitment. As described in the book, the Japanese flower serves as a way of expressing the desire for the recipient."

You stifled a gasp, your eyes widened and your lips parted slightly. Eddie's face was now no longer the only one flushed.

"You... why...?" the words weren't coming out of your lips the way you wanted them to, but it was inevitable, you was too shocked to even think straight.

"You don't need to say anything" an almost invisible smile appeared on his face. You couldn't help but shrink in place as you felt his hand rest on your head and mess up your hair playfully, "I know we're only word fiancés, but I wanted you to know that, at least in my heart, there will always be room for our love."

As quickly as it appeared, his hand moved away, this time warming his pants pocket instead of your hair.

Your mind wasn't thinking straight, how could it after such a confession? You didn't understand how this could happen to you now, just when you had promised yourself not to fall for this pretty-faced idiot with a mood more broken than yours and your brother combined.

"I promise this won't change anything," Eddie said, breaking the silence that had fallen between both of you. "After all, before fiancés, we are allies, each other's only choice for freedom."

You wanted to answer him, to confess the truth, to tell him that the feeling was mutual, but apparently fate doesn’t want that. A horde of teenage boys appeared out of nowhere, taking Eddie with them, leaving you there, alone with your emotions, alone with that beautiful bouquet Eddie had given you, no, they weren't flowers, they were his raw feelings.

You couldn't help but smile, covering your face lightly with the bouquet. Ah, you couldn't wait to see him again.

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