#i. billy loomis

[zekeg33k]

OLD MEME CONT. @popularmxnster // LUKE NIGHTINGALE.

Billy's eyes narrowed and his expression fell flat. "Dont tell me you're getting sudden morals." He rolled his dark brown eyes and went for a cigarette. He was absolutely cheating on Sidney but did he care? Not even a little. "I thought you were having fun?" He questioned, putting the cigarette between his lips to light up. "Dont ruin it now."

Luke's thoughts had stumbled out through his lips, but he was still laying across Billy's bed. It wasn't like he was making any attempts to leave. "I was-" Luke finally moved to sit up, scooting towards the side of the room Billy was on. "I am." He corrected. It was confusing; all of it. His feelings for Billy, having to watch when they were all together as the two of them were together. It wasn't like he didn't know they were together when this all started.

"I don't want to ruin it." He stated a moment later.

[itsacrowd]

@popularmxnster​​ liked for a starter from Dylan Lenivy!

Dylan had started drinking as soon as he got to this party; Stu had invited him, probably as a means to be shitty but it was an excuse to get drunk, maybe even talk to Billy- He’d been dumped and he wasn’t really handling it.. well. The intention wasn’t to get this blasted, and if he was honest it didn’t make sense that he was already feeling so drunk. Billy was nowhere to be found, and his head was already spinning with both booze, and dark thoughts. In his mind he pictured all the places Billy could be, and who he might be with.  Billy was always better at garnering attention, than Dylan, and up until now it hadn’t been something that warranted a lot of jealousy; what they’d had was real, and in that he’d always felt more or less secure. That was, of course, until he broke things off with little to no explanation given. 

His heads swimming, and this stranger is moving in closer. Sure they’d gotten a little flirty. Dylan needed the distraction, but he wasn’t really into him. When he moved in to kiss him, Dylan only briefly kissed him back. Part of him just wanted to feel something but as soon as their lips locked it was clear this didn’t feel right. “Wait,” He breathed out before stumbling back a little. Dylan hadn’t even realized Billy was standing in the room with them. As far as he was aware, Billy wasn’t even at the party. 

[quarryhag]

CONTINUED.  LOOMIS, BILLY. @popularmxnster v. scream

"Fuck." Billy said with a heavy sigh as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didnt want to wake up Dylan but it was too late for that. "It's fine. I'm fine. It's whatever." He was a bit shut down since the nightmare involved his mother. He grabbed the water bottle on the side of the bed and sipped at it as his shaky hands desperately lit up a cigarette. "Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you. Go back to sleep."

Dylan sat up, his hand gently gripping Billy’s free one. Sometimes it wasn’t this bad, and he knew that Billy would rather not talk about it- most of the time. So usually, he’d pretend to stay asleep until the other settled again. Nights like this, though, he didn’t see him falling back asleep. “I’m not even tired.” Dylan lied, but he smiled reassuringly anyway. “Come on, we can go for a walk or something. The moons nice and bright tonight, it’ll be nice.”

[itsacrowd]

@popularmxnster​ said: ‘ It’s been difficult for me to trust ’ to Dylan Lenivy LOOMIS, BILLY. v. to be named

They’d been doing this dance for a while now. It was clear they enjoyed each others company, but anytime it threatened to go deeper than that, Dylan would crack a joke, or Billy would have to leave- Dylan couldn’t blame Billy for his avoidance, even if he wanted to.  It was for the most part, because of his own fear of genuine intimacy that the two had strayed from getting closer. If he was honest, Dylan wanted something real, and he wanted it with Billy. Too many times though, his brain trailed to Sidney, though he knew deep down that she wasn’t who he wanted. Then, it would think of Stu, and he worried that if it came down to it, Billy would choose him, so he just stayed in the background, playing the part of the slightly egotistical goofball. Meanwhile, he was spiraling inside.  “I have a hard time with it, too.” He admitted, looking over at him. For once, he wasn’t pushing off this attempt at connection with a one liner. It got tiring pretending not to care. “You know I want to be here for you, right?”

[itsacrowd]

@popularmxnster​​ has a crush on Dylan Lenivy! (jk but here’s a starter)

It was a saturday night, and Dylan would be damned if he was going to sit at home watching re-runs again. “Please.” He spoke as he looked over at Billy. “Please tell me that you know of some party happening tonight.” Billy always seemed to have something going on; Dylan was just assuming it was fun. “I can’t stand the thought of me wasting my youth sitting at home.”

[itsacrowd]

@popularmxnster said:  “sometimes the people closest to you are the ones who keep the biggest secrets.” to Audrey Jensen

Audrey squints at the taller male; surely he was just trying to get under her skin- why? It was anyone’s guess. She wasn’t popular, didn’t have money, and just last week a video surfaced that had her as the laughing stock of the school.  “You think I don’t know that?” It was her friend after all who knew about the video in the first place. “You sound a bit jaded, Billy.”

[zekeg33k]

Meme Cont. @popularmxnster // JOHNNY SLAUGHTER.

Johnny sat one seat down from him, fingers wrapped around the shot glass. The whiskey went down easy as he listened to his answer. A general admittance to whatever it was Johnny was asking- which, was interesting. "Well.. Here's to being free." He slid Billy the second shot he'd ordered while signaling for another.

[zekeg33k]

popularmxnster asked: i thought i made it very clear where i stand. // LUKE NIGHTINGALE.

These urges that seemed to rise up within him whenever he was around Billy were something new. No, Luke wasn't a saint, even if socially, he was awkward- but still, he’s never quite felt a yearning like this. Many nights he spent in bed, imagining it was him that was touching him. He’d imagined it many times, what it would feel like to give himself over to him. Even when he wasn’t meaning to. He couldn’t blame it on Daniel, he couldn’t blame it on anything, other than himself.

“I guess.. I sort of always figured.. you were just being nice.” He stated, pausing before he continued with the insecurity that followed. “Or maybe you were toying with me.” Not that he’d of minded. There were so many things in his life that were out of his control; it felt good to picture himself giving in to it for a change., even if it was at his own expense.