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OOOF GURLLLLL this is really hard lolol

Umm okay i have a lot but if i HAD to narrow it down to 10 it’d be:

STUCKINMYBRAIN by Chase Atlantic

I made my first bileven vid to this song, the lyrics just fully encapsulated what billy went through plus it showcases how similar el and billy are:

“Not long 'til she figures out and moves

Sad song, sad story with a history of abuse, oh, yeah

She gets sentimental like her mum does

I get sentimental when I'm on drugs

We get sentimental 'bout the same stuff”

“Find out if you love me

While I find out how to move

'Cause I'm stuck in my brain again”

“Yeah, not long 'til the blues hit

Not long 'til she figures out I'm useless

Say I'm sorry that I sound like my dad, how sad

But I'm trying to make myself a better person”

Graveyard by Halsey

I just think of El coming to him in the Void and following him into his memories and seeing who he really is, all the way into the core of himself where the worst trauma happened/where he ‘died’ essentially — following him into the graveyard

Running up that Hill by Meg Myers

I had this one and the Placebo version on my playlist for them wayyy before s4 came out bc i KNEW 😂😂 but meg’s version is just so 🤌🤌 SO GOOD

Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen

Dirty Dancing is pretty much one big ass bileven au — u cannot TELL ME baby doesnt remind u of el (even the dad of hopper lolol) and johnny is literally billy lol, the old ladies taking advantage and mullet and everything 😩😩 but also this line takes me back to the first moment they meet in real life, at heathers, and their eyes meet and CLASH and then they be lookin at each other a loooot after that

Lost Boy by The Midnight

This song is s3 from billys pov. Nuff said

Youth by Daughter

This has me thinking of el’s thoughts post s3/starcourt and thinking/remembering billy

“But I’m forever missing him.”

Moonrider by Wrabel and Jai Wolf

I made a video to it and YOU KNOWWWWW and its just. The lyrics thooo and that 80s vibess

Is it a Sin? by Al Hazan

THE HEATHERS HOUSE SCENE HAD THIS PLAYING WHEN EL MEETS BILLY IN REAL LIFE AND THE IMPLICATIONS OF IT AND EVERYTHING ELSE MAKE ME WANNA SCREAMMMM

Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift

Literally s3 😭😭😭 honestly anything about summer romance reminds me of them but this one in particular :”)))

The Day I Lost You by Stilz

This played over speakers at HHN 29, when they had s2/3 ST for one of the houses and it just SOUNDS like something straight out of the show and it just takes me to starcourt basically 🙃🙃😭😭😭

I literally have so many tho, i have a playlist well over 1k lmaoooo and i WAS gonna post a link here but tumblr wont let me lol

“Seven. Feet. You told her the wave was seven feet.” 

At first, like a dim light, her voice bleeds slowly into the fog of Billy’s mind. Then it brightens all at once, stabbing through the dark, and he gasps for breath. The pain of the fireworks buffeting his master’s body recedes. Suddenly his eyes focus, and he sees her. She’s gazing up at him. Blood trickles from a gash on her forehead. 

What happened? Who hurt her?

“You ran to her,” she says, “on the beach.” 

The beach. He blinks. He can feel it: his feet sloshing through water, running over wet sand. He’s holding a surfboard under his arm. What did it look like again? It was yellow, wasn’t it? Yellow is Max’s favorite color. 

He loved that surfboard. When his dad broke it to punish him, he cried for a week. 

“There were seagulls.” 

He hears them calling, sees them taking off in flight. He loved the seagulls too, even if they were annoying and stole your food sometimes. He hasn’t thought about them since he came to Hawkins.

“She wore a hat with a blue ribbon.” 

He gasps. She did. It was her favorite hat. He remembers. 

“A long dress with a blue and red flower. Yellow sandals covered in sand.” 

He sees it all. The dress was white with crocheted accents. She always wore it to the beach when she wasn’t swimming. And the sandals - even now he can see the round metallic studs on them.

This girl talks about all of it like she was there. He studies her, glancing down at her yellow-black shirt, then back at her face. She seems familiar. He feels like he knows her name. 

El. The word flashes through his mind with startling clarity. 

“She was pretty,” El says. 

A warm glow spreads through Billy’s body, and he closes his eyes. He can see her clearly now. Mom. She’s wearing gold hoop earrings. The wind is playing with her long blonde hair, and she’s laughing. In his mind, he laughs with her. It’s a good day. A good day.

When he opens his eyes, El’s still gazing up at him.

“She was really pretty.” El nods like she knows firsthand.

She was. Billy’s heart seizes in bittersweet pain, and he nods back, tears knifing upward through his cheeks. 

Dad said otherwise when he got angry. He called her names like bitch and whore, told her she was ugly and no one else would want her. But Billy knew he was wrong. All along, he knew. And El knows it too, now. She’s telling him so.

You understand. As he chokes back his tears, he wants to say it to her, but his throat is too tight, and his tongue won’t cooperate. He can only stare down at her, his chest igniting in a slow-motion explosion.

“And you--” she chokes back tears of her own “--you were happy.”

He barely even registers what she just said. He’s too busy looking in her eyes. There’s something in them he doesn’t have a name for. He used to have it, but he forgot, just like he forgot so many other things. He wracks his brain, kicking over memories like loose stones. He has to find the name. What is it? What is it?

He's still searching when her hand moves. As it inches toward his face, his breath hitches. Just like that, he finds the name. His gut twists, straining toward it, and his thoughts cry out with a single word: Please!

Then it happens. Her fingers touch his cheek, and he lets go. His gut untwists in a glorious release. The air sighs from his lungs like a cool sea breeze. And as his eyes slide shut, tears spill from beneath his lashes, but for once in his life he doesn’t care. 

Nothing hurts anymore. The fireworks no longer send pangs of agony through his body; his blood no longer scorches his veins. The sun is warming his face, and gulls are calling up above.

It’s a good day. A good day.

Breathing it in, he smiles.

I FINALLY PUT UP PRINTS OF THESE??

CHEATER

WATCH ME HAVE MY CAKE AND EAT IT TOO.  WATCH ME, V.

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WELCOME TO THE DARK SIDE

GIRL YAAAAASSSSSS

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kylo Ren/Rey, Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Rey/Ben Solo Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Kylo Ren, Ben Solo, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren Additional Tags: Redemption, Kylo Ren Redemption, Redeemed Ben Solo, Ben Solo Needs A Hug, Jedi Rey, Speculation Summary:

She was here. He could sense her - had sensed her since he made planetfall. She wasn't trying to hide, and that meant she wanted him to find her here, in this ruined temple of the old Jedi. Reylo, Ep. IX speculation: the moment Kylo turns.

His jaw hardened, and he shook his head. "You're wasting your time."

"You're wrong." She walked toward him impulsively, making him fall back several steps. "Run if you want, kill me if you must, but I won't stop trying to reach you, Ben Solo. Not until you end it."

He stared at her in disbelief. No...that wasn't fair. He could never hurt her. She knew that.

So why make that his only choice? It wasn't fair. Wasn't fair.

Slowly, Rey lowered her hands. Regret rolled off her in waves, confusing him with its sincerity. "I failed you, Ben. I thought I could use you to turn the tide. Like you're just a...a weapon. Something to be wielded." Tears sprang to her eyes. "I was wrong. You're more than that and you always were. I just couldn't see it."

He found himself stammering. "N-no. No, I have nothing left. I'm... I'm nothing."