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Billy Hargrove, 20

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CONT.

[medals]

( from john gaius' mental debate party. )

right fucking now! chop chop blue eyes!!!

[actually, she is walking at a pace not unlike her personal hero.]

[otherbitches]

[ Is that a knife in her pocket, or is she just happy to— ]

so on a scale of one to pissed off

how much danger am i in?

CONT. cw: misogyny and general rude bitchness.

[otherbitches]

( —from )

[ Anger's better than nothing. ]

Why? She's an uptight bitch. Gonna be honest with you, Hop, I'm Kinda worried she'd freeze it off if I stuck it in. Probably better you warm her up first, right?

cw: misogyny

[verbol]

[an immediate snap:] Watch your goddamn mouth, Hargrove.

[he tells himself he'd be annoyed if he heard Billy talking about any woman like this; if he heard anyone talk like this. it's not about Alicent. it might be about Billy though.]

What the hell is your damn problem? Be a goddamn man about it instead of whatever the fuck this is!

voice

[ludomania]

Will I see you at the festival?

voice

[otherbitches]

[ this guy... ]

How's your face?

backdated to november (god)

[medals]

[The telepathic onslaught rolls in early morning. It’s accidental, it’s a lot of overwhelming need straight into Billy’s brain.

It’s a mess of desire, of unhinged want. She projects it before she can stop it, just the pure unfiltered fantasy of it all, of Billy, Eddie, of being full, visibly so.

It’s a hell of a way to wake up.]

—text/voice

[otherbitches]

[ It's a HELL of a way to wake up. ]

fUk I, fuck—

What?

[ He's not 'awake' in an instant, but he is hard in an instant. Worst case of morning wood he's had in years, brain fizzling, and he's not sure it wasn't a particularly erotic dream until Jem whimpers again. He catches up. ]

Jem, baby. [ He forgets the complicated mess of Eddie Munson, for just a moment. If his thoughts bleed to Eddie too, well, they're all wrapped up. ] Am I in your pussy or your ass?

— text.

[ghostface]

( about twelve hours after this: )

round three? best three out of four?

[otherbitches]

[ Jesus fucking Cris— ]

you gonna fucking cheat again?

voice;

[dead_tongue]

[It's not much later, but it's later!]

You've got a crush on Jeeeeeeeeem, you've got a crush on Jeeeeeeeeem....

—voice

[otherbitches]

[ Long-suffering: ] Actually, I've got it on good authority she's got cooties.

voice; dec 20

[wrackful]

Hey, uh. I know we're still... figuring this whole thing out. But do you think you could maybe come over tonight? Stay over, for the night, I mean.

[otherbitches]

[ Is she still asleep?

He has the tact not to not ask outright. Immediately. 'Figuring this whole thing out' has come with a lot of thinking. ]

Yeah, I'm free.

What do you need?

text

[ludomania]

[ now that he's somewhat recovered from his bender: ]

What did you mean "you get it"? You've died here?

[otherbitches]

[ Felipe. Felipe. Billy's still twisted up, doesn't know what to think. ]

no, man. not here.

you back on your feet?

later that yuleorgy night, post the q fiasco

[oomfies]

wyd

[otherbitches]

[ He's drunk, flushed, and dumb. And even if he was stone cold sober... 'wyd'??? ]

lottie.
what the hell does that mean?

you get home okay?

[unconscionable]

[ After hearing Billy respond to Quentin's announcement: ]

He's not going to hurt Jem. I promise.

[otherbitches]

How the fuck are you going to promise me THAT?

voice.

[verbol]

[He sends it to both Eddie and Billy; a simultaneous blanket of worry. ]

I’d feel better if you both checked in with me more often now. Hell, I’d feel better if you were here, but at least keep me from having a stroke every few days.

[otherbitches]

[ It should be comforting, but uncomfortable conversations keep skittering through his thoughts, like a shadow on his back. ]

You seen Danny Johnson, lately, chief?

He told me you've got a [ quote ] fat dick and a tight ass.

— 3/01

[somatosensory]

Hargrove, when's the last time you saw Murphy?

[otherbitches]

Handful of days ago. [ They're good. He thinks they're good. They've had some really good fucking nights, but Murphy hadn't been having an easy time of it. Not with Mavis... so, Billy's been giving him space. To sit at her bedside, to exist with Aristaeus. He doesn't know how to navigate that. ]

Why? Keeping a log of our dates? It was a good one.

6/1

[medals]

have

have you heard from murphy yet? at all?

[otherbitches]

[ No. ]

[ And obstinately in voice: ] Why don't you ask your brother where he hid the body?

10/1, pre somno falling asleep

[medals]

i miss you.
i can't really come home-home while john's away ... house can't chase you know who if he breaks containment.
but maybe

maybe if i come into town again? we could spend the day together?

[otherbitches]

[ home-home. ]

yeah. he's screwed if someone decides to go for a brisk walk.

i'm [ Hunting down every urchin that lives in Rubilykskoye. Ignoring the prophesies occasionally tossed into his mental net. Worrying, and missing her, and he wants to go to sleep for the longest time, her skin pressed against his nose. ]

i'm looking for ganya. [ a particularly waifish child, one the other kids haven't seen. ] then yeah.
i want to see you.

voice; very early jan 16

[dead_tongue]

Billy?

I need you to promise me something and I don't have a lot of time to fuck around. Promise me that if something happens to me you're not gonna flip out and go punch people or anything.

[otherbitches]

[ ... ]

Iggy.

What the fuck?

— text (during jem’s death)

[guitarpicks]

when are u coming back to the cabin? ( eddie’s got a free pass on work for a while, billy’s not using his or didn’t get one. he’s pretty sure it’s more about avoidance though. )

[otherbitches]

[ If Billy doesn't get out, he'll scream his head off. ]

you want me there tonight? hop's there right?

28/1

[medals]

[in the minutes before:]

i love you.

i love you i love you i love you.

don’t be cross with me, later. please. i love you.

[otherbitches]

[ The first one makes him hum.

The rest make his heartrate raise. ]

Jem. Don't. [ Don't what? God only knows. ]

28/1

[unconscionable]

[ The anger comes before the message: he's so, so fucking hurt and pissed, and he doesn't catch it in time. Just a brief undirected flash of furious grief before he tamps it down. ]

Hey.

Jem asked me to come heal you and Eddie. Are you at his bullshit greenhouse?

CW: discussing negotiated murder/suicide

[otherbitches]

[ John doesn’t usually carry emotion in his messages, not that Billy’s ever seen. For a moment: he mistakes the white-hot burst of grief as his own, like his emotions are so out of control he can’t parse them. ]

she ask that before she offed herself? or do you talk to ghosts too?

I’m taking him to jim’s.

— jan 29 . text

[pharmacy]

[ In the afternoon, after everything is done, Ianthe has graciously helped move the body, and the Church has been informed, it's time for the next stage of clean-up. ]

This is Quentin Smith
Jem wanted me to contact you

[otherbitches]

pretty sure you're the only 'quentin' around, smith.

so. where did you do it?

4/2 - jungle check in

[medals]

will u still love me if i look like a lobster and start shedding skin like a snake

[otherbitches]

this a roundabout way of asking if i'd spread suntan lotion on your back? hold your umbrella for you?

oh how the turn tables - voice

[moondregs]

… I was wrong.

I’m. Really glad you stepped in.

[otherbitches]

[ ..... ] What? It was nothing.

Can't have them killing each other. [ He wouldn't survive it. ]

— text

[guitarpicks]

( because he doesn't know if anyone's asking--- ) you doing okay after all that?

[otherbitches]

[ ..... ]

im out of cigarettes.

[ludomania]

I quite miss the banya. Do you?

[otherbitches]

[ He sure does! ]

hey, felipe. you get thrown out?
who are you getting thrown out by nowadays?

txt.

[medals]

did he tell you about raven?

[otherbitches]

[ ........ ]

jem.
did you ask him about raven?

text

[ghostface]

when are you gonna stop being a cunt at a 100 yard distance and come be a cunt in my mouth?

[otherbitches]

lose the lip. they still got you chained up in the front yard?