B.Skar

Bill skarsgard drabbles (Asks encouraged)

[billiskar]

-Cattails II-

(Part 1- right here)

The cliffside was louder than she expected. The wind and the crashing waves below her mixed into a chaotic symphony. Sean and Max stood in front of her, peering over the side of the cliff while Bill held her hand tightly and leaned down to whisper in her ear,

"You don't have to do this"

Y/N turned to face him. Worry clouded his face, replacing his set of bedroom eyes with anxiety. She squeezed his hand and gave him a tight smile and turned around.

"Alright boys. I'm ready"

She was absolutely not ready. Dread was set deep in her heart, but she wanted to be brave. All Y/N wanted was a good memory, some new friends and maybe a summer time romance.

And that's what she was gonna get.

Tossing off her zip off hoodie, leaving just a form fitted t-shirt and shorts. Another glance at her group of companions: Sean's expression of disbelief, Max throwing her a thumbs up as he records her on his phone and Bill... Handsome Bill... His arms were crossed matched with a look of concern. She smiled at him and his stony expression broke to reveal a look of adoration. Her heart swung as his green eyes fell deep into hers. It was a look that spoke for him. Shaking off the spell she turned back around.

Running back a few steps to get a running start, she charged the drop-off with intense determination. With every alarm bell in her head ignored, she lunged for the open air and was soaring through the storm's charging sky.

Then she dropped. Free-falling, plummeting towards white capped waves. It was a feeling of both pure bliss and absolute utter fear. She swore she could hear Bill shout her name, but by then she was consumed by the water. Her body and the current pulled her deep down into the dark depths of the lake. Her muscles strained fighting to the surface and pushing towards the sky. The current pushed back and she broke to the surface.

Choking and clawing at the chaotic waves during a storm wasn't how she wanted her life to end.

But it seemed to be looking that way.

Fighting and fighting only to be pushed back under the water again and again. Every time she took a breath she swallowed mouthfuls and mouthfuls of lakewater. She was drowning.

Fuck! FUCK! She tried calling out to someone, anyone, as she swam with every last bit of strength as the final wave hurtled her into the stony side of the cliff.

Her back hit the rocks and tore through her shirt, ripping deep into her skin. Y/N cried in agony but only swallowed more water as she was caught between water and rock. Being lifted into the peak of the wave only to be slammed back into it's rocky surface again and again.

She could feel her body weakening. Growing numbness from her limbs in the bitter cold. The pain in her back grew into an agonizing ache. The body once full of adrenaline and exuberance lazed and allowed her to fall naturally into the current. She was pulled deeper and deeper into it's murky depths. Her mind drifted elsewhere. She thought of her mother's warm smile, her father's tight hugs, her sister's adorable little laugh and to put her mid at ease: Bill's eyes. The eyes that looked straight through her.

Ok, she thought. I'm ready.

As the dark sunk into her vision and as the coolness took away all feeling, she suddenly felt an iron hand grab firmly onto her bicep and wrench her upward. Her body, too weak to respond, was dragged upward and upward until she breached the surface. Y/N couldn't open her eyes. Arms useless, she could feel someone firmly rescuing her from the lake's turbulence. She couldn't remember how long it was until she felt sand underneath her hands and ground beneath her head. Then, was someone's voice.

"Shit. SHIT. C'mon Y/N. C'mon! Fuck"

It was Bill's voice.

"Please. Please, baby c'mon.".

Her eyes cracked open. First, all she saw was blinding light, until it faded. Then all she saw was him. His clouded green eyes full of worry, his slicked chocolate hair soaked with lake's water, his full lips that spoke to her looked purple from the cold.

Shit, Y/N thought. Maybe I'm in heaven.

But as her hearing came back, it became clearer and clearer that she was very much still alive.

"Oh my God Y/N you're alive. Baby there's water in your lungs, lean to your side"

He gave her a light push to the right and just as he said, she vomited liters of lake water. Coughing from a burning esophagus she tried to turn back to him, it seemed he cured whatever mental anguish she was going through just on appearance alone. Then she felt it. A burn unlike any other inflamed her back and spine. She yelped in pain.

"Shhh shhh Y/N you're bleeding a lot. Just hang tight and abulence is coming"

That reassured her. He settled his hand over her cheek. She tried speaking to him, but only a rasp came through her lips.

"What is it?" He asked

Clearing her throat, "thanks for saving me"

He sighed, a look of anguish came over him, "I should've stopped you"

"It wouldn't have mattered" Y/N whispered back.

"I was the one who dared you to do this dumb fucking thing"

"I wanted to", she grabbed weakly at the hand at her cheek, "and... I'm glad I met you"

A smile broke onto his face and he cleared his throat again, "Y'know I'm going to make this up to you"

"Oh?"

"When you're feeling better, dinner's on me"

A warm feeling came into her chest that felt like lying in the sun. Maybe she was going to get her summer romance after all.

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Thanks y'all. Remember requests are open!

[billiskar]

-Cattails-

Y/N didn't know how it happened. It just did.

Plunged into dark waters, choking and clawing frantically at the chaotic lake waves during a storm wasn't how she wanted her life to end.

All she wanted was to make some friends, a couple of hilariously stupid memories and maybe even a summer romance. Y/N didn't wanna die.

But it seemed it was looking that way.

During her final days of her summer vacation while exiled to her father's lake house, she had ran into a few young locals. A few guys. She had walked into the only coffee shop around and noticed a small table with three men roughly in their 20s. Y/N probably would've ignored their obvious stares and inappropriate whispering at her expense, but one of the boys held her attention. A long legged, dark haired, green eyed, fallen angel. His gaze held longer and his eyes dropped down from her face to the short hem of her dress. Y/N face went hot and turned her back from his unapologetic scrutiny. Christ, she thought, I'm in trouble.

The coffee was taking much longer than she had hoped. Cmon. Y/N stared daggers into the barista's back hoping to speed things along so she could run far away from the man who sent chills down her bare legs. Then as if he heard her, she heard footsteps approaching her and someone cleared their throat. Trying her best to hide her uneasiness, Y/N crossed her arms and turned around, well aware of who it might be.

When her eyes found his, all he did was smile. It was the type of smile that made you feel naked. The way she noticed his teeth bite into a small piece of his lower lip, as if he was restraining himself, was enough to rattle something out of Y/N to speak,

"Hello?"

"Hi"

He paused comfortably, waiting for her to speak again.

"Can I help you?" She began, confused by his demeanor.

Her answer pleased him.

"You actually can" he spoke with warmth, "see a few friends of mine were going to have a bonfire at my family's cabin tonight. We're trying to invite as many people as possible. If you or you're family or friends would wanna come we'd love to see you there".

Y/N was startled by his request but it seemed her answer came before she had a chance to process it.

"Sure, I'd really like that".

Another good response. One of his buddies whooped behind him.

"Great. My cabins at the end of the road. Come at 8" he said with another gaze down Y/N body and he turned back to the table. She was so startled that the woman who made her coffee had to tap her on the shoulder to get her drink.

Y/N left the coffee shop hurriedly and spent the rest of her day entirely stressed. When 8 o'clock came she walked nervously down the dirt road along the tall pines to the rather large lake house at the end of the street.

When she approached the door and rang the bell there was a loud voice that called out,

"Swing around back!"

When she rounded the large house she was surprised to see that remarkably no one but the people she ran into down the road were the only people there.

"Am I early?" Y/N's voice wavering in confidence as three pairs of eyes laid on her.

"Not at all" one of the guys said. He had dark buzzcut and a light shadow of facial hair. He approached her, and extended a beer her direction. She gladly accepted it as well as his handshake.

"I'm Shawn, by the way. That's Max over there" he pointed to a shaggy haired blonde. "And my buddy who talked to you earlier is Bill" he motioned to Bill who was lounging backward in a lawn chair. His gaze hadn't left since she arrived. A small knowing smirk appeared on his lips and his his expression seemed to turn a tone darker.

"Take a seat!" Sean urged, drawing her attention away from the man who sat across her. As she sat Sean began a series of questions: where she was from, what she liked to do for fun, etc. Both Y/N and Sean dominating the conversation with the usual introductory dialogue. Max piping in once in awhile until the talk became comfortable. After a few sips of beer and ten minutes of speaking to the guys Y/N was already feeling better from the company. Rattling off jokes, downing more and more beers, the guys had an idea.

"Truth or dare!" Max shouted.

Y/N outwardly groaned.

"C'mon, Y/N..." Bill purred, "you scared?"

Y/N felt the alcohol boost her confidence because she had no hesitation to snark back.

"Bring it on"

"Alright!" Sean clasped his hands, "I'll ask first... Maxy man! Truth or Dare?"

Max held up a finger, "One, never call me that shit again. Two, gimme a dare"

The game was on. Max skinny dipped in the lake. Sean relayed the horrible story of how he lost his virginity. Bill did about five shots then based off ridiculous request, somersaulted. It was Y/N's turn.

Bill had regained his normal sitting position and stared deeply into her eyes.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare"

Bill's smile was ear to ear.

"Alright" he gestured toward the lake, back to an enormous rocky cliffside near the west side of the lake. "You're gonna jump off it".

Y/N jaw dropped, "are you trying to kill me?"

"It's harmless" he chuckled, "Me and my brothers did it as kids. You just need the cojones to do it".

She set her jaw and looked at the cliff ahead of her. Storm clouds made the pine forest grow darker.

"Ok"

"Ok?!" Sean echoed. "That shit's insane"

"She's brave, brother" Max responded.

Bill grabbed her hand and lead her into the woods and his buddies followed behind them. As they descended down the path his thumb rubbed the back of her hand. She wished it was just the two of them. Alone in the woods.

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Sorry I've been gone for so long. I'll make a part 2 of this soon.

Requests are open. Anything y'all want I'll write

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[billiskar]

-Daisy-

Inside a simple two story home, there were two teen girls. Their giggling overflowing and dancing down the hall. Y/N and her neighbor friend Cassidy sat alone in the house. Exchanging secrets and rumors was a favorite pastime between the girls and the recent romantic relationship between Y/N and the illusive Roman Godfrey was the topic of the night's conversation.

"I don't believe it" Cassidy said matter of factly.

"It's true!" Y/N partly shouted, more or less out of embarrassment over the fact that she hasn't slept with Roman yet. He was always gentlemanly with her (despite his sleazy reputation with other girls). Godfrey would hint at intimacy without making Y/N uncomfortable. Soft whispers into her ears, grazing fingers over her thigh and most recently, very suggestive texts.

Cassidy read aloud the messages the young man had sent to her. She mimicked her best impression of Roman, which was just her goofy low voice,

"You can't wear those tights anymore y/n... I can't think straight, ill rip them off you. I don't care if it's in the middle of class"

Y/N shrugged, "So what? He sexts me a bit... Doesn't mean we've done it".

The friend scoffs, "If you guys haven't done it, then what's holding you back? Are you scared?"

Y/N blushes. The truth is, she was scared. Not of him hurting her, more she was embarrassed of being too inexperienced to him. She already feels like a child compared to him, she doesn't need to add sexual inexperience to the table. Y/N tried to grab the phone back from Cassidy, only for her to jump up from the bed with a determined look in her eye.

"Kid" her pointed stare and mischevious smile directed towards me, "Im gonna get you laid!" She squealed and giggled. Hurriedly she typed into the phone. But Y/N was quick on her feet, terror fueling her. They wrestled back and fourth for possession of the small device.

"Sent!" She held the phone up in the air victoriously.

Y/N mouth was agape, "What... Did... You... Send...?"

"Oh... Nothing... Just that you were alone in your bedroom and needed some company". Her smile went ear to ear. "So I'll just head back home and let you guys have fun. But I expect details, Y/N. DETAILS!"

And Cassidy was out the door and to her house within minutes. Y/N just stood there in shocked silence. A waterfall of questions looped in her mind. What would Roman say? Was that too forward? What if that ruins everything between them? What if he's no longer interested? What if it's too early? Y/N grabs the phone and re-reads Cassidy's message over and over again. No response. Which was unusual for Godfrey, usually he would respond within 30 seconds. Of course only now he decides to be inattentive to his phone. She flipped between staring at the phone and staring at the ceiling for about ten minutes. Why, Cassidy? Why?! Everything was going fine, now he wasn't responding. She checked her phone again. Nothing. She stared hard at the ceiling. Checked her phone again. Nothing. Y/N let out an enormous sigh, she decided she would text him an apology for her friends misconduct.

Until she heard a knock on the door.

Y/N heart slammed into her throat. Is he here? Sprinting out of her bedroom, down the stairs and up to the front door, Y/N caught her breath, pushing unruly hairs from her face.

"Be cool" she whispered faintly to herself and then opened the door. Sure enough, stood tall, dark and handsome.

"Y/N" he purred. Reaching inside his pocket he pulled out his phone and showed her own text, glowing down on her. "Feeling lonely, huh? I think I can help". Pushing forward into her house, Y/N couldn't help but notice how out of place he was in her home. His long figure dressed in high end clothing, black on black, with a watch and styled hair to match. Roman looked like a prince inside a hut.

"S..so what do you wanna do?" Y/N stuttered, barely believing this was happening. Roman turned back towards her his face wearing a thick plaster of arrogance and dark excitement.

"Can I ask you something?" His voice was dangerously low, slightly on the edge of a growl. Y/N felt small and whimpered out a tiny,

"yes?"

Clearing his voice, "I don't mean to offend you, I'm really just curious" he paused, "Are you a virgin?"

Heat rose to her cheeks. This was a conversation she planned to have quite awhile from now, but it seems she's center stage in his questioning. Her voice lost, she nods in response.

Godfrey's smile grows bigger. His eyes narrow in on her, biting his lower lip, he approaches her. Y/N can't even breathe as he catches her chin between his fingers.

"Tch, tch, little one" his laughter follows, "Oh the fun we'll have".

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-ill probs make a part II if y'all want it

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[billiskar]

-Poppy-

It's a seemingly quiet night outside the Godfrey mansion. Until a large slam of the door disturbs its peace. Y/N runs out the back door, her heart bleeds in pain.

"Y/N" Roman calls as he stands by the open doorway, a bit of his egotistical stubbornness despises having to chase after a woman. Grinding his jaw, he watches her flee into the dark maze just beyond the backyard Villa. If Roman was honest with himself, he thought the maze was a tad dramatic, even if the Godfrey's were considerably wealthy. But alas, his mother would never take it down. So there he grudgingly watched the beautiful girl run.

Y/N swipes angry tears from her face as she travels deeper and deeper into the labryinth. Not a care in the world for how lost she might become. She can hear him call her name and each time brings a pinch of pain. Longingly, her mind encouraged her to run back into his arms. Her overprotective dark prince. But she could never, this time he'd gone far enough and she woldn't be returning. Soon, her legs and now bare feet were aching in pain. She had abandoned her heels at the door and running in a formal dress wasn't exactly easier either. Falling to her knees into the grass, tucked away into a hidden crevice she finally rested.

The night was dark and cold. Y/N curled her legs up to her chest and prayed he wouldn't find her. She could hear him looking. While hearing the frustrated sighs and the crunching of leaves she could imagine exactly what he looked like. Closing her eyes, she could see his brows furrowed, dark eyes wild and determined and his lips which he would press together the longer he was agitated. A peaceful atmosphere washed over her as her eyes remained closed, as if she didn't have to remember all that happened that night. But it was suspiciously quiet. Had he stopped looking?

"Y/N"

Her eyes shot open, a gasp escaping her lips as she saw her Roman standing over her. He'd found her.

"Planning on staying here all night?" He chuckled lightly to himself. Y/N set her jaw with fierce determination.

"You're damn right I am"

He lowered himself to look her eye to eye, "Listen sweetheart", he spoke, "I didn't run all the way out here to find you just to leave you. I'll drag you back if I must".

"How could you say that to me? How? You embarrassed me in front of your entire family! And all for what? Just to keep up your little charade to not have to admit that the rich eligible bachelor is dating a waitress!" Y/N was fuming, "At some point it isn't acting, Roman. I want nothing to do with you".

Her eyes burned into his; she had never felt such a bold energy in her life. She wouldn't stand down. For anyone.

Roman's face remained still. As if it were carved in stone. But his gaze shifted to her lips. He let out an unsteady breath as he did one more quick glance to her eyes before slamming his mouth to hers.

Their lips molded together; hot and enveloping. Y/N heart ablaze, she wanted it more than anything; their souls seemed to twist into one. Her entire body responded, heat radiating, sensitive to his moving hands through her hair. He moaned softly into her lips, out of relief. But her stubborn mind wouldn't allow her to lose her pride. Pushing him with as much strength as she could muster, only distanced him a few inches. Warm breath fanning over her cheeks.

"Roman... I.. I told you. I'm not doing this anymore".

"I... I'm..." He sighed as it seemed he struggled to say what he truly meant, "Y/N I'm madly in love with you and I... Didn't know how to even comprehend that feeling. When my mother found out, she said that I needed to make the family believe... That I needed to make her believe... That you meant nothing to me".

Y/N was silent.

"I know what I did was wrong, but what I felt, horrified me". He stared at her deeply, "I thought if you ran away, and refused to see me again then maybe it'd be better... But when I saw you hurt by something I said, I couldn't bear it".

His hands moved down her arms, "Please believe me". His face moving close to hers,

"Please"

Y/N could feel the barbed wire around her heart melt away. He loved her? A smile broke onto her lips, "You love me, huh?"

Roman relieved, smiled back at her. He pulled her in for another engulfing kiss. His hands trailing downward, he purred when he reached the hem of her dress. "Y'know" he whispered, "I'm sure the family wouldn't mind us being missing for a little longer. What do you think?"

She peered up at his face. His smirk and his eyes dancing with malevolence. "Hmm..." She smirked back, "I suppose your right".

Roman's hand slowly pulled down the straps of her dress and growled just above her lips, "Of course I am".

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[billskarsgardofficial-deactivat]

i didn’t plan on falling in love with bill skarsgard yet here i am

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so you’d date me and fuck me huh?… come off anon

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it’s you

part III coming in two days <3

sorry for the wait, ily

[billiskar]

-Tulip-

Outside a beautiful estate, Y/n and Bill sit hidden behind a weeping willow tree. Underneath the glaring sun, she fiddles absentmindedly with a dandelion.

"Honey?"

That catches her attention. Y/n eyes flit upwards as Bill stares curiously at her, a ghost of a smirk on his lips.

"I'm starting to think you're bored with me."

Y/n flushes, "Never"

"Then look at me"

She peeks through long eyelashes at him. Oh, for God's sake. He looks like the devil. Slick chocolate hair, chiseled cheekbones and his dark eyes are almost glowering at her. She'd think she'd give away her whole life to only stare at him. Then she remembers the funny rumor she only heard an hour or two before he lured her underneath the tree. Y/n giggles.

His eyes lighten and a smile appears, "What on Earth are you laughing about?"

Y/n bites the insides of her cheeks holding in the warm laughter.

"It'd only make you mad", She whispers.

His smile turns sinister, "Oh?"

"Well... a friend of mine mentioned you. She... she has a rumor she told me."

"Don't leave me in suspense."

"She told me that while you may look handsome, you are a terrible dirty talker."

Bill's eyes were trained on her; a wolf stalking his rabbit. Pink lips curled, he growled at her. His mind tempted him to ravish her there, but he much preferred to leave her a mewling mess. "Poor thing" he addressed her, "you're trapped with what seems to be such a terrible lover. What will you do? Who will want to rip off all your pretty clothes?"

Y/n eyes went wide.

"Did you wear that little skin tight dress for me? I thought I warned you. Tch, tch. Bad... Bad girl. I bet you wanted me to take you there, in front of everybody. Pounding into your poor aching pussy. Your daddy watching as his baby girl is whimpering and crying for the big bad wolf to make her come. Hm?" His eyebrow raised.

At this point, y/n flusters, pushing her thighs together to relieve the pressure.

"B..Bill... I... Please..."

He lowers his head into the crook of her neck and places a large hand on the upper thigh. "C'mon sugar, beg. I want to hear you beg for my big cock. Beg for me."

Y/n stutters, her voice barely above a whisper, "P-please, daddy please. I'll do anything."

"Anything? Very generous of you. Considering you disobeyed me. Naughty little thing, squeezing into that tight dress, making me rock hard at a family baby shower. Why should such a bad girl get to come? Hm?"

At this point y/n knew she got what she asked for. Her legs were shaking, and was close to breaking on his words alone. She struggled to speak, "I'm sorry baby, please, please... I need you. You fill me up so good."

His smirk drove deep grooves into his face. Bill's cock aching for relief. Sweat from the hot sun dripped from his forehead down underneath his neck. He could barely keep still, seeing her laying back, her eyes pleading, lips swollen, her body pressuring the seams of her clothes. His voice was hoarse when he spoke again,

"Take that fucking thing off"

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- this was my first time writing something like this, I hope you like it.

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