[Image ID: The Destiel confession meme edited so that Dean answers 'There's a petition to ban conversion therapy in the EU' to Cas' 'I love you'. /End ID]

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Rick: *opens the door* Hey, N/N, what can I do for-

Y/N: *grinning, wearing a witch hat* Trick or treat!

Rick: *confused* Trick or-? Y/N, you’re trick or treating in the middle of the apocalypse?

Y/N: *more serious now* Trick or treat

Rick: *sighs* You can’t just-

Carl: *appears next to Y/N out of nowhere, wearing a pirate hat and his eyepatch* Trick or treat!

Rick: Not you too-

Daryl: *appears out of nowhere behind them, wearing a blanket tied around his shoulders as a cape, excited* Did he choose trick?!

Rick: *scared now* Wh-what? N-no-

Michonne: *walking in with her sword and pointing it at Rick* Trick or treat?

Rick: *almost crying because he’s so confused* What are you even supposed to be?! You’re not even dressed up!

and then billy just… gets drunk. spends the rest of the day wasted until its the middle of the night and he ends up on the train tracks, lying down in the middle staring up the stars wondering what the hell is so wrong with him that no one wants to stick around and love him

and then theres headlights. and a car rolling to a stop. and a door opening and footsteps approaching and “hargrove? the hell are you doing?”

and of course harrington shows up at a time like this because what the fuck else could go wrong in his life right now. as if he needed another reminder of everything he doesnt have. cant have.

and billy doesnt have the energy. can only slur out “fuck off harrington” and honestly steves a okay with that. is about to leave until theres the sound of a train off the in the distance. and billys not moving. 

“id probably get up if i were you unless you wanna be turned into ground meat.” and steves voice is still casual. the train still far enough away that i doesnt feel like a present danger just yet.

“told you to fuck off.”

the train gets closer. billys not moving.

“seriously hargrove, get up.”

no response. no movement. train getting louder. 

“billy. get up!”

steve can feel the rumble in his feet. makes a split second decision. lunges for billy and grabs him by his shirt, pulling him up and falling backward just barely escaping collision. he trips over his feet, falls flat on his back with billy on top of him as the train roars by.

and billys…. laughing? steves heart is about to beat out of his chest and billy fucking hargrove is laughing on top of him. except.

the train passes by, night going quiet again, and steve can recognize the shaking in billys body for what it is. hes fucking… crying. sobbing. like steves never seen anyone do, let alone the biggest prick hes ever had the displeasure of meeting.

and hes just kind of frozen. not knowing what to do or how to respond. but he doesnt push billy away. lets him cry, scream into the night. find whatever catharsis this is supposed to be even if steve is left confused as shit about whatever the hell is going on