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[camaro-and-smokes]

Sugar - Harringrove oneshot

Warnings: Some more of the syrupy fluff that makes even me feel nauseous. Relationship: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington Tags: FLUFF, fluff fluff fluff Words: 1819

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Summary: Steve gives Billy an important task

Authors notes: I have no idea what's gotten to me, because this sweetness doesn't stop pouring out. I'm also starting to like it. What has ever become of me? :D

Steve tried desperately to keep a smile forming on his face as he saw Billy moping, his lower lip pushed out, shooting a glare at him that could kill. “Babe, all I’m asking that you show me that you can take care of something like this. It’s just an exercise,” he said. “Guys at the shop are going to have a field day with it.” Steve sat next to Billy and put his hand around his shoulders, hugging him sideways and tried another approach. “Is it going to be a joke when we have it for real and something happens when you’re not watching? Wouldn’t that break your heart?” Billy rolled his eyes. “It’s not the same!” “Of course it’s not. But please, babe, humor me. I just… I just want to see it. That you’re dedicated to it. Really dedicated. Stepping up and all that.” “Are you telling me that I wouldn’t be a good dad?” Billy said standing up his fists clenched and facing Steve. “You, my very own firecracker, my love,” Steve said and took the fists into his hands, kissing each one. It made Billy look down, open them and cross his fingers with Steve’s. “You can now prove to me that you would be. With this one simple exercise.” Billy sat on Steve’s lap, not looking him in the eyes but instead still down, giving up. Steve put his arms around him. “Babe, you know the responsibility has to be on both of us. I’m not always here to take care of it, you have to take care of it too. And you know that you’re not…well, you don’t always know where your things are. Even though you have your very own room to keep it all. Wouldn’t it be horrible if you forgot it somewhere? Or forgot to feed it?” Billy nodded and sighed. “So all I have to do is to take it with me in the morning?” “You take it with you once you get up, and you won’t let it out of your sight all day until you go to back to bed. No matter what.” “And in the night I have to keep it next to my side of the bed? Do I have to keep my hand on it?” “Preferably, yes.” “My fingers will get cold.” “I’ll come up with something to keep your blood flowing,” Steve grinned, earning another eye roll from Billy. “One week?” “One week.”

On Monday morning when Billy was leaving for work, Steve handed him a bag of sugar. It had a small smiley face on it with Steve’s signature. “Why is this here?” Billy asked pointing at the signature. “So that I know that you won’t just buy another one if this breaks.” Billy sighed exasperated. “Is this the level of your trust in me?” Steve put his hands on Billy’s cheeks. “This is important to me. I’ve never been this serious before, babe.” Billy wanted to stay grumpy, but after Steve kissed him he couldn’t keep it up. Steve had him around his pinky finger and he…loved it. He’d do his absolute best to keep the small bag of sugar “alive” and in one piece for the week.

Billy drove to the car workshop where he worked. Most of the other mechanics were already present, and clearly waiting for him, sitting on the office stairs with their coffee mugs, smoking. “Hey Hargrove, is the baby still alive?” one of the guys shot at him when he walked past them inside, carrying the bag proudly with him. Billy glared at him and gave him the finger, making the men laugh. Clearly it had been a mistake to tell them last week that he’d be on trial at home unless he kept a bag of flour or something intact for a week. But he would keep his temper in check, for this one week, and take all the mocking that the guys would throw at him. To his own surprise, what the small bag represented, was way more important to him than being laughed at. In the locker room he put on his overalls, took the bag he’d named Sugar, with him, and went to work. He set Sugar on top of his toolbox and pointed a finger at it. “Stay.” Sugar sat on top of the box like a good girl as Billy worked. During the day here and there Billy had to leave the car he was working on for reason or another, only to quickly return to it each time and grab Sugar with him. On his break he realized that Steve probably had a point. He had to up his game so that he wouldn’t mess this thing up. He wanted to make Steve proud and he so much wanted the prize that was waiting for him, them, if he pulled this through.

Steve was in the kitchen when Billy came home after a long day. “Hey, babe! In the kitchen,” Steve shouted when he heard the door closing. “Fuck,” Billy said shaking his head and walked back to the Camaro and took Sugar from the passenger seat. At least he had remembered to take it with him from work so that he didn’t have to drive back. Steve was bringing food to the table when Billy came inside with Sugar. “So, how did it go?” Billy shook Sugar and smirked. “Still in one piece, babe. Well, it has a smudge, but does that count? I had it on my toolbox and it had grease stain I hadn’t noticed.” Steve smiled and came to kiss and hug him. “Babe, all I care about is that it’s not broken or otherwise hurt.” While they ate Sugar sat on the table, and when they watched TV, Billy laid on the sofa, his feet in Steve’s lap and Sugar on his lap. When Billy fell asleep on the sofa, Steve took Sugar and set it on the coffee table. And when Billy finally woke up from the sofa in the early morning hours, because Steve hadn’t had the heart to wake him up, and got to bed, he set Sugar on the floor next to his side of the bed and kept his hand on it until he fell asleep. The three following days Billy managed to keep Sugar intact and with him almost all the times. He remembered to take Sugar with him when he left work, though once he had to turn back to get it. He started to understand what he had asked for from Steve, the reason that had led to this exercise. On fifth day he accidentally dropped Sugar. Billy didn’t remember the last time he had moved so fast, as he managed to grab Sugar in his hands just before it hit the floor. And then for the first time he didn’t think that it was just a bag of sugar. He felt that it was something he wanted to keep safe. He laughed at it first, because it was just a bag of sugar, then became serious. He was apparently growing a consciousness. Exactly what Steve had asked for. The rest of the days weren’t even hard anymore. Sugar came with Billy everywhere effortlessly, he didn’t even have to think about it.

It was finally Sunday evening. Steve and Billy were on the sofa watching TV in familiar setting, Billy laying on it and Steve sitting with Billy’s feet on his lap. Steve examined the bag. Billy had written ‘Sugar’ on it with a marker and drawn a tiny heart under the name. The bag was smudged and a bit lumpy on one bottom corner because of a tiny accident with water, but it was in one piece. “Babe, you’ve outdone yourself,” Steve said smiling. “I’m proud of you.” “Really?” Billy asked and sat up to face Steve, picking his fingers nervously. “Yeah, really,” Steve said. “I think we’re ready.” Billy bit his lip. He took Steve’s hand into his and brushed it with his other one. “When?” “Well, we can go pick it up on Thursday evening, after work. I’ll take Friday off, if you can take next Monday off? Mom said that she can come take care of it the rest of the week when we’re at work.” “I’m going to be a dad,” Billy whispered almost not believing it to be true. Steve nodded and smiled. “Oh babe,” he said when a tear fell from Billy’s beautiful eye, and felt like crying himself too.

On Thursday evening Billy drove the Camaro on the driveway of a farmhouse. When he turned the car off, he looked at Steve, who smiled back at him. “I never realized this was so important to you, babe,” Steve said taking Billy’s hand in his and giving it a kiss. Billy smiled and kissed Steve’s hand in return. “Let’s go already.” They walked to the house and on the porch. Steve knocked on the door. After a while they heard a hassle behind the door, and soon a woman opened it. Steve started to introduce himself: “Hi, I’m Steve Harrington. We talked in the phone earlier…” “Puppies!” Billy squealed as a litter of pitbull puppies poured out from the door. He lowered himself on his knees on the porch floor and the brown and white bundles of pure joy covered him, licking his face and hands as best they could. Steve’s heart burst when he saw Billy so engaged with the puppies, taking them in his hands gently one by one, nuzzling their round bellies and giving them kisses, and the puppies returning the favor a hundred times. “…And this here is my partner, Billy Hargrove,” Steve continued smiling. “It’s alright,” the woman laughed, “Let’s get you and the pups inside.”

When they got in, they sat by a table and went through the agreements and made the payment for the puppy. Finally came the moment to choose the one who would come home with them. “I want this one,” Billy said holding the puppy who was constantly running around, trying to get everyone’s attention and causing general mayhem. “We’re not getting him,” Steve said even though he knew that Billy would start to pout - as he exactly did. “I already have you, firecracker. I don’t need another one.” He searched with his eyes the puppy he had already decided that would be theirs. Finally he found it, fallen asleep laying on its back against Billy’s boot. “We’re taking that one.” Billy picked it up and raised it in front of his face. He nuzzled the puppy’s nose and it woke up, biting Billy gently in the nose as it yawned. “Can I name it?” Billy asked, already fully in love and drunk from the puppy smell. “I know already what you’re going to call her,” Steve said smiling as he scratched the puppy’s belly. “Sugar.”

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[bigbangharringrove]

Text to Heart

Author: @demogorgeously (Ao3: demogorgeously) Artist: @ravencl (Ao3: Raven_CL) Beta Reader: @camaro-and-smokes (Ao3: Finney13)

Summary: When Steve received a slew of belligerent texts from one of his students' guardians, the best course of action would have been blocking them. Certainly, it wouldn't have been rewarding them by talking their little sister out of her impending expulsion.

And it wouldn’t have been continuing to answer texts from the guy, either. But Steve wasn't known for his sharp decision making skills, and he was kind of desperate for a friend who didn't make out with her girlfriend every time he came around. So maybe he could give this text-buddy thing a shot.

Unfortunately Billy was not just potential friend material. He was devastatingly hot, too. It was really, really inconvenient. Rating: E Pairings: Billy/Steve, minor Robin/Heather Content Tags: Modern AU, Texting, Teacher!Steve, Bullying, Car Sex, Bottom Steve, Top Billy, Typical Neil dbaggery

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Everyone at Hawkins High knew who Billy Hargrove was. He burst into school twice a month, full of rage and spite, every single time Max got into even the slightest bit of trouble. He’d stroll right into the principal's office without a word to anyone, leaving behind a lingering cloud of some cheap cologne that none of the other teachers could ever quite identify, even when they huddled together conspiratorially in the lounge to discuss the enigma that was Billy Hargrove. Steve, however, had properly identified the scent as destruction. It was the perfume of Ares, charging onto the battlefield with the sole intention of leaving only bodies in his wake. He smelled it sometimes in his dreams, and it would wake him with a start. Billy Hargrove was terrifying, and no one wanted to tangle with him—certainly not over the reputation of his little sister, Max Mayfield.

[suometar]

Info about Suometar

🔞 This is an adult blog 🔞 I'm not responsible for any trauma following me might cause you. Trust me, you might see things here you didn't know you didn't want to see.

Okay now that's in order, hi 👋🏻 Call me Eeva (to you who don't speak Finnish it's pronounced kinda like Ava) if you need a something to call me by.

I'm in my 40s; a metalhead (give a listen to my on repeat list to find out what's hot rn FYI there are other genres too, I'm not picky); I have issues™ with serial killers, monsters, and gore in fiction; I mostly reblog animals, things that make me laugh & my latest obsessions (current: Steve Harrington/Joe Keery, Dacre Montgomery (Billy is in my sideblog), Eddie Munson/Hellcheer). Basically this blog is multifandom & subjects of obsession are due to change without forewarning. My ask box is always open, feel free to talk to me abt anything :)

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[dontfollowitstrash]

Like a virgin

[thescriptseries]

The Script, Chapter 1

Read it on AO3: The Script by @finney13s

Chapters: 1/9 Fandom: British (UK) Actor RPF, Tom Hiddleston - Fandom Rating: Not Rated Relationships: Tom Hiddleston/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Tom Hiddleston, Eva Pond Additional Tags: Angst

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 3.5 One Shot | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 (coming soon)

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Summary:

Eva Pond is an aspiring screenwriter who has a dream of getting her script to be produced as a full feature film. Her chance comes when the script is given to Tom Hiddleston's manager and Tom likes it - a lot. Well, the leading role is originally written for him... Except that it is not just the script that he's going to be in the leading role but also accidentally in Eva's life. And that is a problem because she's married.

Chapter 1

1.1

She knew the day had come. Her relationship with her husband had been bad for a long time and they had been drifting apart for a long time. Divorce was unevitable. And she knew that she had to make it clear before moving forward. Before making it official with Tom. Before letting the world know that one of the most wanted bachelors in Britain was finally taken. Before the press found out that it was by a married woman.

She had already packed her bags for her early flight back home next morning. This time she would fly back for the last time, tell her husband that it was over and hand over the divorce papers for him to sign. Then she would stay the rest of the visit in a hotel, maybe meet with some friends and the come back to London, the place she now called home.

She tried to distract her mind from the upcoming agony of facing the situation as it was by worrying about having everything with her first double and then triple checking her bags. As if it would matter if anything was left behind - she'd be back soon and this house was then about to become her home.

Besides, she already had left the most valuable thing she had here: her heart. With Tom.

But the house was now empty besides her and her bags. Tom had been alerted to shoot some final extra scenes for his soon to be released film and he had travelled there the day before. Bobby was taken to his "nana" to be fed all the goodies in the world and having limitless amounts of belly rubs until Tom was back. So she had been left to cope with her own devices in the huge house and in London.

There was a time not in so far in the past when she would've loved the idea. Now she only wanted to get her broken marriage to be sorted out for good so that she could move on.

They had sat on the sofa with Tom the night before his flight and talked.

"I really am sorry about leaving you to cope with this alone. I would never ever do this unless the schedule was ridiculously tight and at the last moment" Tom said hugging her tight.

"I know. Just, don't worry about it. I'm a big girl already. And besides, you have taken good care of me already by arranging the drive to the airport and a seat in the plane. A girl couldn't ask for anything more" she said softly kissing his forehead.

"Yeah, but I ought to be there to support you. It is kinda my fault too you're doing this, you know" he said with sadness and frustration in his voice

"What have I done to deserve you" she sighed quietly and cocked her head with a faint smile "You are so good to me and I adore you for it."

Tom looked her right in the eyes and said: "Just remember Eva that I am always here for you no matter what. Even though I am not there in person you are in my thoughts all the time."

A tear fell from her eye on his shirt when they tightly embraced each other in the bittersweet silence, dreading the things they had to do and go through before they could be happy together.

1.2

She had loved her husband at one point. A lot. But they had been young and gotten engaged and married in a whim thinking the first love would be the one. It worked for a while, quite long in fact, almost 10 years.

But when she had realised that if she wanted to get anywhere with her screenwriting dream she would have to move at least to London, it had been the dealbreaker. Her dreams just weren't the same anymore with her husband, they just weren't playing in the same team anymore.

They had tried to make it work, truly. But travelling back and forth from London to home kept getting more and more exhausting and it also kept her from meeting deadlines and missing few juicy deals.

So she had rented a studio in London and decided to work for a proper long period in one place to create continuity and being able to do the work that needed to be done. The script was already in good shape and there was some preliminary interest on it too, so it was definitely worth it. So she had stayed in London and worked there while her husband was back at home, thousand miles away working at his own job and taking care of their home.

1.3

And then one day her agent had called her: the script had been given to Tom's manager for viewing. She had written the leading male part specifically Tom in mind so this might be the one big push that the project needed to go forward. If Tom would be interested in the part enough that he'd agree to let her use his name as a leverage in the sales of the script to production houses that might mean getting the film actually made.

The following day she had received a phone call from anonymous number. Palms sweating she had answered.

"This is Eva Pond"

"Hello Eva, this is Tom Hiddleston speaking" a soft deep voice said in the other end of the line.

"Umm...hello..." she had answered and felt the rush of blood on her cheeks, then mentally slapped herself to get a grip and do this thing like an adult "Yes, sorry, very nice to talk to you. How are you?"

"I'm fine thanks. I'm calling about the script you had sent to my manager and I would like to discuss about it a bit more. I read the first few scenes and I was fascinated by it."

"Oh wow, thank you" she chuckled to the phone, "I... I have been working on it very hard and I'm pleased to hear you find it interesting"

"So I'm quite busy at the moment but I'm now in London and I could squeeze in a breakfast meeting tomorrow or day after that if that fits your schedule? Treat is full on me and I'll even serve it for you hot and steaming myself."

"Umm, sure, yes, I'm free any day really, as I'm mostly just writing" she stuttered to the phone "so just choose which suits you better and I'll be there at the dot."

"Alright, if it's all the same to you tomorrow morning at 8 it is then" Tom said decisively "I'll send you my address in a text message along with the port code, ok?"

"Yeah, that's ok, thank you"

"Alright, we'll talk more then tomorrow. It was nice talking to you Miss Eva. Bye"

"Yes, likewise Tom, thank you, bye"

Once the call had ended she sat down on her studio floor stunned and speechless. She was a step closer into getting her script on the screen. Finally!

When the phone chirped for Tom's text message with full contact details and home address it hit her: she was going to eat breakfast with Tom Hiddleston the next morning at 8 at his home and get to talk with him not only about the script, but also the role she had written specifically him in mind.

Then a thought had entered her mind: Had he said hot and steaming himself or had he meant the breakfast by it? Giggling to her own silly girlish thoughts she had decided to go through the script once more and the selling points she had prepared for the project.

She knew all of it by heart but she was about to present it to Tom, the man she had written it to.

[finney13writes]

Chapter 1 / ?

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Fandom: The Witcher (TV)

Relationship: Geralt of Rivia & Original Female Character(s)

Characters: Geralt of Rivia, Ann of...

Additional Tags: Angst, Physical Abuse, Implied Rape/Non-con, Blood and Violence

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Summary: She get's ambushed by thieves on a forrest road. Geralt of Rivia, resting nearby, hears the comotion and comes riding in to save the day.

Notes: Thanks to @nuggsmum​ for the inspiration 🖤 This was supposed to be just a one short story but it seems there was more to the story. Short intro under the cut.

The road to Craydon was long and muddy. They had been traveling for hours and there was still many left until they reached the town. It had been raining the whole day and dark clouds hung low promising no end to it anytime soon.

The creeking of the wheels, rain hitting the roof and lulling motion of the carriage made Ann feel sleepy and her head kept nodding. Finally she gave up and laid on her side on the seat her feet on the floor even though it wasn't the most comfortable position to rest.

She didn't know how long she had slept when she woke up to men yelling loudly around the carriage. The horses stopped abruptly and she almost fell to the floor.

"Get down!" a gruff voice yelled to the coachman who repeatedly stated that he wasn't going to make any problems while climbing down.

Ann stayed laying down grabbing the seat tightly. When she heard the gurgling sound of someome trying to speak she covered her mouth with her hand to keep herself from screaming. The men had slitted the throat of the coachman.

She realised she was all alone against the robberers.

The carriage rocked when some of the men climbed on the roof to dig through the luggage. "I found gold!" one of them yelled after rummaging through some of the trunks and throwing clothes and other items down to the ground.

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[legendarywizarddetective]

On Set - Chapter 1

Soooo.... after all these lovely comments of you, here is Part 1 of my story for you. I hope you like it. A special thanks again to @nashibirne who always supports me no matter what and kicks my butt if I struggle with writing...Love you hunnybunny <3

Pairing: Henry Cavill x reader (f)

Summary: You start your work as Henrys new PA and things turn out completely diffrent than you thought...

Word count: 1309

Warnings: rpf, implied smut, insecurity

Please note also that english is not my mother tongue and that the story is not beta read, so all the mistakes are mine.

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Chapter one: Never in a million years I would have thought that I would be Henry Cavill's personal assistant but now here we are. After the short greeting in Lauren's trailer we headed to Henry's to sort out what my tasks would be. It was just half an hour that I was officially his PA now and I already was nearly breaking down. This man could definitely not be human, his broad back and his muscular body... his curls and his ridiculously handsome face and the worst of all, his ocean blue eyes that stared right into my soul every time he looked at me... Well yes Henry Cavill was certainly the lead role in all my thirsty fantasies and to be honest not just once in my mind while I pleasured myself late at night. And now I felt like a boneless puddle just because of his sole presence in the same room. I wasn’t sure how I should manage to be the professional assistant Lauren had promised him. Well there was just one solution to this problem. I had to face reality... He was way out of my league. ah what did I think...way out of my universe, there wouldn’t ever be the possibility that he would see me as a woman and not just as his employee. I didn’t need to trick me and think that there would be the tiniest chance... I mean come on, we all knew his ex-girlfriends, one prettier than the other, all super sexy, super fit and super gorgeous, nothing ordinary and average like me. That’s it Y/N just face the truth and be happy about the job. "Earth to Y/N" Henry pulled me out of my thoughts as I stood awkwardly and lost in the middle of his trailer. "Oh, sorry what did you say?" I mumbled slightly embarrassed by my lack of attention. "I just asked if we want to sit down and talk about our arrangement" he smiled at me. "Oh of course". I simply replied and followed him to the small couch in the Living room. We sat down on opposite sites and looked at each other, our knees touching because of the lack of space but Henry didn’t even realize. For me on the other hand, just that tiny bit of bodily contact made me tingle with excitement. His soul reading blue eyes stared at me and I swore I saw a light grin on his face as if he knew exactly what he was doing to me. I shook my head and looked down on my lap "Well OK Henry please tell me what you expect from me as your personal assistant." I looked at him again Be professional, be professional. I thought to myself while his smile never disappeared and he obviously was confident enough to hold eye contact the whole time, I mean why wouldn’t he, HE was definitely not distracted by pure beauty like I was. "OK there are several things that you as my personal assistant need to do, I mean obviously you did a lot of these things for Lauren too but it wouldn’t hurt to repeat them doesn’t it darling?" his smirk grew bigger with each of his words "Of course not Mr. Cavill... I mean Henry" Oh gosh he was so fucking intimidating and some kind of demanding, but I wouldn’t mind at all if he would have pounded my chores deep inside me, right here on the carpet in front of the couch now. Fuck fuck fuck stay professional. The heat started already to grew up in my spine but I tried to remained focused and to not look down in embarrassment again. "The most important thing is that everything I tell you stays between you and me, I mean obviously you signed an NDA anyway but I want to have a trustworthy relationship with you. because you will get to know a lot of personal things during our time together." His words were strict but his smile was bright and warm. "That’s absolutely clear Henry I would never talk about the things you trust me with to anyone... I bet you already made enough bad experiences with that" I rumbled but then it stroke me "Oh sorry that was a bit too forward maybe" I scolded myself for letting my words go so far but I knew enough about him and his past to know, that his privacy was very important to him. "That wasn’t too forward... That’s exactly why I told you that. I really want to trust you and I want you to trust me as well. Yes, I had some people around me before that abused my trust

and I will not let that happen ever again" as he said that his smile faltered and for the first time in our conversation I saw the real Henry, the one that was just a human being with emotions and doubts, not Henry Cavill the actor. But he composed himself very quickly. "Your main task is to watch my schedule and remind me of meetings and appointments I have. Here on set you will get my timeline from Lauren and I already have a complete schedule for the next two weeks with appointments like interviews and training sessions that I need to attend in addition to filming. You have to watch the clock so that I don’t mix anything up, but I don’t think that this will be a problem for you. Lauren said that you are a fantastic organizer." He gave me the most reassuring smile and I blushed instantly which didn’t go unnoticed to Henry. "Ah and there is one more thing I’d like to ask you right before we start... because our schedule is very packed I thought it would be the best, if you could skip your drives in the morning and evening and therefore move in with me into my rental house at Berkshire." He beamed at me. "I am sorry what?" I couldn’t believe my ears. Did Henry really ask me if I wanted to share a house with him...heaven help that could not be real. "Yeah well it´s just effective isn’t it?" He scratched his head and seemed to be somewhat unsure of himself for a moment. "But you don’t need to if you are not comfortable with it" he tried to ease up the situation, certainly not used to female hesitance. "No no its OK. It’s totally fine for me and I bet that your house has a guest room and we don’t need to share a bed." I tried to answer as cockily as possible. "Well this darling, depends totally on you" Henry grinned at me with a smug smile. OK now ladies and gentleman I am dead. Was that a serious invitation for a hook up?I sat there speechless, bright red and left with an open mouth. "No worries princess I am just kidding" he winked at me ahh ooh OK it would have been too good to be true anyway.. but wait did he just called me princess? "Of course, I have a guest room. If you want to, we can head over to your apartment and catch your belongings now" with that he stood up and held out his hand to me. As I took it and he helped me to stand up, some sort of electricity stroke me. Henry pulled me towards him and now just a few inches separated us as he looked down to me, right into my eyes with that earth-shattering stare of his bright eyes. Henry leaned down to my ear and whispered " And princess just one more thing...I am sure in no time you will beg me to let me sleep you in my bed" Oh holy mother...what the fuck was going on here....

Tbc

[dangertoozmanykids101]

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[murderingpieceofshit]

Yes, sir | Oneshot | AO3

Oneshot by @finney13s.

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandoms: Preacher (TV), Preacher (Comics)

Relationship: Proinsias Cassidy/Eccarius

Characters: Proinsias Cassidy, Eccarius (Preacher)

Additional Tags: Smut, Shameless Smut, Just smut, Did I already mention smut?, Boys Kissing, Blow Jobs, Gay Sex, Dom/sub Play, Hair-pulling

NOTES: Thanks for the promt @dontwanttobeasexyvampire. I don’t know if this was what you had in mind, but this is what came out. Throwing a bait at me has always unexpected consequences and even I don’t know where these end up. Feel free to do it again.

SUMMARY: Cassidy is about the end Eccarius' killing spree for good with Les Enfants but comes up with a better idea to take care of him.

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[camaro-and-smokes]

Surprise - Harringrove oneshot

Warnings: So much syrupy fluff that even I feel nauseous. Relationship: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Max Mayfield Tags: FLUFF, just fluff, did I say fluff?, boys kissing Words: 1504

Summary: Steve has a surprise of a lifetime for Billy

Author notes: I don't know where the hell this came from last night. I don't usually even like reading plain fluff, even less writing it. And of all, for these two. Sorrynotsorry though.

Steve knocked on the trailer door. Max opened it and rolled her eyes.

"Why did you sent him here for the night? He's been in the bathroom the last half an hour. I don't know where you're taking him, but it seems to be a big deal."

Steve smiled. If Max only knew. "I had to make some arrangements and I didn't want him to know about them, I'm sorry. I know how he gets when he's excited. But if you're not in a hurry, please let him finish. It's easier for me later."

”Well, you're welcome,” Max huffed.

Fifteen minutes later Billy finally opened the bathroom door. He was still a bit conscious about Steve around Max and Susan, even after all these years, and tried to take his giddiness down a notch, still trying to act out the manly man thing. Steve however could see that he was bursting from his seams. His very own, gorgeous firecracker.

"Hi, babe. Ready to go?" Steve asked smiling.

Billy nodded excitedly.

"I'll drive," Steve said when they stepped out.

Billy frowned. "You didn't come here on the beemer?"

"Nope. Taxi. Now, give me the keys."

Billy looked at Steve, then at the keys in his hand, then the Camaro and then back at Steve. "Do you remember how to drive it?" he asked concerned, not willing to let his precious Camaro be given into the hands of anyone else just like that.

Billy had taught Steve how to drive his beloved muscle car with its odd gears and giving extra gas and all, but it was usually easier if Billy drove no matter the car they were using because he tended to drive from the passenger seat quite a bit.

Steve was adamant. This was the one time he wouldn't give in to Billy. "Yes, I do. You don't know where we're going. Keys?"

"So, where are we going?" Billy asked when they sat in and Steve started the car.

"You'll see, babe," Steve said.

Billy rubbed his hands on his thighs in anticipation when Steve took the car out from the park and on the road.

"Hey aren't we going to the centre?" Billy asked when Steve turned the car towards city limits.

"Nope. Now stop that," Steve said and put his hand on Billy's on his thigh. "You're not making my driving any easier if you keep that up," he laughed.

"Why won't you tell me then what this is about?" Billy groaned and leaned his head on the headrest.

Steve wasn't going to give any hint to Billy of what they were about to do, so he just smiled. "You'll see," he repeated.

The day was bright and the sun was shining. Billy took his sunglasses from the glove box and put them on. Then he checked himself in the mirror, looking in from different angles, making sure the curl of hair dropped on his forehead just so, pursing his lips.

Steve glanced at Billy doing his thing and couldn't help feeling like his chest was bursting. He loved Billy, and all that came with it. He wouldn't have it any other way. He knew that Billy would love what he had found. He couldn't get them there soon enough.

A few miles before the city limit Steve slowed down and turned on a side road.

"Wow. I haven't been here since...well, I think since we started dating," Billy said.

"I know," Steve replied. "You told me."

After taking two more turns, Steve stopped the car on the side of the street. "You have to close your eyes now, and keep them closed until I tell you to open them."

Billy groaned. "C'mon! You're killing me here!"

Steve laughed. "We're almost there! It won't be a surprise if you see it too soon. I want to surprise you. Could you give me that, oh my dearest?" Steve asked, took Billy's hand and kissed his knuckles. "You look lovely, by the way," he continued, making Billy smile and look down bashfully. ”And I love it when you wear mascara.”

”Yeah?”

Steve kissed the palm of Billy's hand. "Yes. Now, please, close those pretty eyes of yours."

Billy sighed closing his eyes, and Steve drove on.

Finally Steve parked and turned the Camaro off.

"Keep them closed just a moment longer! I'll open the door for you," Steve said and got up.

He opened Billy's door and helped him out.

He hugged Billy from behind and leaned his head on his shoulder. "Open your eyes, babe."

Billy opened his eyes. In front of him opened a small front yard and a small yellow, two story house.

"It needs some work, painting and such, but nothing that needs doing immediately. Babe, it could be ours. If you want to."

Billy turned to look at Steve, eyes wide. "They're willing to sell it? To us?"

It hadn't been easy to try to find a seller who would sell a house to a couple like them. It was just the world worked, maybe it would change some day. But Steve had finally found one through his dad's network.

Steve nodded. "It's ours, babe, if you just want it."

Billy pulled Steve into a kiss right there, out in the open, not caring at all if anyone saw them. "I love you," he whispered when he let go.

"Come, I'll show you inside," Steve said grinning and took Billy's hand.

Steve opened the door and let Billy walk in. A small living room was on the right, and a dining nook with a kitchen in the back, leaving a small toilet and stairs to the second floor in between. As Billy walked to the kitchen, and saw the back yard in full autumn colours, he could feel a lump gathering in his throat. He tried to swallow it away, desperately.

"Come, let's go upstairs,” Steve said taking Billy's hand again and lead him to the stairs.

There was a small bathroom, and two rooms.

”I was thinking that this bigger one would be our bedroom. Look, these two windows open over the forest. You'll see the stars and the moon in the evening and the bright blue sky in the morning, if you put the bed here," Steve said trying to draw the place for a bed in the air in front of the windows.

"Steve, you don't have to sell this to me,” Billy sighed, happily.

”Wait!” Steve said and walked out of the room. He was so excited that he hadn't registered Billy's words. ”Look, here's the smaller room. I was thinking, that it could be yours.”

”Mine?”

”You know, a wardrobe kind of thing. Your clothes, your make-up table, your dumbbells... We could have that full heigh mirror for you that you kept glancing yourself in every time we passed it when we went to get those small drawers from the furniture shop, remember? Or whatever you want to keep here. Car parts for the Camaro. Except a bed, that I won't allow,” Steve said grinning. ”It would be just yours. I can't offer much but I was thinking this would make up for the rest of the...”

Steve didn't have a chance to end his sentence, when Billy pushed him against the wall. ”Steve, you don't have to sell this to me any more. I love it,” he said and kissed Steve.

Then he pulled back, and a concerned expression spread on his face. "But can we afford this? I want to pay my part of it, you know that."

When Steve saw the worry on Billy's face he hugged him. "Yes, we do. The savings we have, and I agreed with mom...”

Billy clenched his jaw and pulled away again. ”We talked about this! I don't want your parents involved in any way!”

”Billy, calm down. The money is from the savings accounts my parents had set up for me when I was born. I was supposed to get the money when I turned 25. They agreed to close the accounts and I'll get the money now instead. With our savings it's enough for the down payment. The money is mine.”

Billy pursed his lips. ”Is that a promise?”

”Yes. Absolutely. Though, even though the monthly payment is not too high, it wouldn't be fancy living. But it would be ours. Really ours and not a rental.”

”Ok then,” Billy said quietly. Then he looked around again and couldn't help a smile creeping back on his face.

Then Steve took Billy's hand, and he kneeled on one knee. ”So, would you marry me Billy Hargrove?”

Billy looked at Steve and his face went blank. Then he frowned. ”What are you saying? We can't...”

”I know I can't really marry you, and I so much would like to, but I thought a joint mortgage would be the closest thing. Would it?” Steve asked with a goofy grin.

”So, this would be ours? As in both of our names as owners? For sure?”

”Yes, of course!”

Billy felt his cheeks hurting, he had been smiling so much over the last however long they had been in the house. ”Then, yes, I'll marry you, Steve Harrington.”

[harringroveholidayexchange]

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Realigned by NavyRose for Antarc

Arrogance and stereotyping by @ihni for atroposclash

Open Arms by @phobiics for billy’s_camaro

Christmas Week of ‘85 by @lilies-in-a-vase for @callieb

Owls Have Three Eyelids by @callieb for @catharrington

We Need A Little Christmas Now by stranger_steeb for ebonysnarkness

come a little closer (i want you to stay a while) by hazel1706 for Finney13

Non-Healing Healing by Yikes_Writes for @gaialux

All the Way Home I’ll Be Warm by @grey-sides for Glitter_Bug

A little bit of last Minute Christmas shopping by @catharrington for @grey-sides

All the Christmases Yet to Come by @paperbodiesamongthestars for @hmg621

Thunderstruck by @simplydes for Kate_ReadsALot

Two Steps Forward, Half a One Back by @sh1tbird-shantytown for @lilies-in-a-vase

bloody mary full of love by wolfbilly (azcuaryjoon) for lilpsychopath

Winter Warmth by Antarc for @melodramaticsalad

Sober Thoughts by @mourntheantagonist for Monsdastevie

memories of the heart by Deathinasmalltown for @mourntheantagonist

Lavender Haze by gaialux for NavyRose

Vanilla by @pondermoniums for nervoussis

Time After Time by Softhargrove for @nnocres

Find Comfort In Me by Carerra_os by @paperbodiesamongthestars

Let Your Heart Be Light by Glitter_Bug for @peanut-booi

Towel Talks by WeirdAn for @phobiics

How to Summon a Boyfriend by @hmg621 for @pondermoniums

The Beginning by Kate_ReadsALot by ribbonbilly

I’ll Call You Mine by MelodramaticSalad for @sh1tbird-shantytown

The Sea Moves Across the Sand by @nnocres for @simplydes

May I Feel? by Finney13 for Softhargrove

I Found My Place in This World by ribbonbilly for @opaldraws

December 15th, 1984 by billys-camaro for WeirdAn

dreams by nervoussis for Yikes_Writes

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The Dick Pic by Monsdastevie for Carerra_os

Animal Crossing: Starcourt Mall by lilpsychopath for Deathinasmalltown

Atari Competition! by @opaldraws for hazel1706

Warm like a Sweet Memory ~ by Peanut_Booi for @ihni

[bigbangharringrove]

These are the days (of our lives)

Author: @strangerthingfanfic (Ao3: olicityfan15) Artist: @demogorgeously (Ao3: demogorgeously) Beta Reader: @harringrovest (Ao3: Finney13)

Summary: Billy is new in town and Steve is about to learn his biggest secret, He is a parent. Sometimes life's greatest journey starts with a small gesture of kindness. Rating: T Pairings: Harringrove, Jopper (background), Jonathan and Nancy (Background) Content Warnings: Mention of emotional abuse

Steve sighed. Billy kept checking his phone and muttering to himself and his hands were visibly shaking. “Need some help?” Steve asked softly. “You really shouldn’t drive like that”.

[suometar]

Finney13s ➡️ Suometar

I changed my blogname!!! Who you knew as Finney13s is now Suometar.

I wanted to do this change for a while now as the old name started to get on my nerves as I use it in few other platforms as well where I interact with ppl I know irl back here at home.

So, to avoid any... erm... accidental finding outs by ppl I don't want to find this blog I decided to change the name.

Nothing else changes. Shenanigans continue usual.

Tagging some ppl who might have me on their lists / who I talk to so that you won't be surprised for not being able to tag me or wondering who the heck is this person:

@ladyoftheteaandblood @hiddles-jr @caffeinated-artist @nashibirne @lokiperfection @scatterbrainswunderkammer @sigridlaufeyson @thebatshitcrazyfangirl @jennphoenix

[twh-news]

PSA

There's been some crumblings about me posting LBGTQ-related articles/interviews about Loki series.

I want to make this clear: I'm just sharing what's been written/said about Loki series. Period.

My criteria for sharing news is that the article/video should contribute some new information or new views on the show from the cast, director, writers or selected media sources. If they address this particular issue, I'm not sharing it because I view it in some particular way.

This blog is not an opinion or advocate blog and I intend to keep it that way.

Thank you.

Finney13s

[thescriptseries]

The Script, Chapter 3

Read Chapter 3 on AO3 | The whole series on AO3

Chapters: 3/? Fandoms: Tom Hiddleston - Fandom, British (UK) Actor RPF Rating: Not Rated Relationships: Tom Hiddleston/Original Female Character Characters: Tom Hiddleston, Eva Pond Additional tags: Angst, Fluff

Series: Part 3 of The Script (read on AO3)

Read on Tumblr: Chapter 1 (original post) has links to all chapters

Chapter 3 summary:

After working with Tom for three months Eva had made real progress with the script. But then one day he called her and said he wanted to talk about something. Something else than the script...

Three months after the first meeting with Tom Eva had been working actively with her agent to get the script produced. They had met with several production houses and having Tom in the lead role had definitely taken them forward. But getting a film produced wasn’t just about good script and the actors. It was also about having a great director, getting finances in order and making sure that the film was properly targeted and marketed. While they had made a lot of progress at this point, they had found a director and made preliminary agreements with few producers there was still a lot to do.

At the same time Eva and Tom had been working on the character development and he had also agreed to be a producer in the film. It wasn’t what she had originally planned but she was more than happy to have the input from an experienced actor to improve her script.

What she definitely hadn’t planned at all was that she had started to get pretty close with Tom. It had happened kind of unnoticed as she hadn’t paid too much attention first on the undertones of his attention to her. So they had had dinners and long lunch meetings, all in the name of developing the script. But she had realised at some point that it wasn’t anymore just about the script. She enjoyed Tom’s company very much also apart from professional perspective for various reasons but at that point she realised that she had actually developed feelings towards Tom.

Feelings that weren’t all ok considering that she was still married.

Then one day Tom had called her and invited her to dinner at his place with seriousness in his voice. He had wanted to talk with her about something. Something else than the script.  

So Eva had stood once again at Tom’s door at 7 pm with a bottle of wine they both liked a lot. She had been nervous as she hadn’t been quite sure how Tom would see their situation and how she would react if he hadn’t seen it the same way she did. She hadn’t been sure about her own thoughts and feelings about the situation either.

What she definitely had been was conflicted between the feelings towards Tom and rational thoughts about what was right and wrong. She was still very married. She hadn’t yet started the divorce process even though she and her husband hadn’t even lived in the same country most of the time during the last year. She also had felt bad about it as she should’ve done something about it much sooner.

Bobster had basically flewn from the door to greet her once Tom had opened the door. The dog had clearly been the only one who wasn’t very much self aware and unsure about how the evening would go.

”So, what are we having for dinner?” Eva had started akwardly after he had closed the door behind her and taken her coat and put it on the rack. ”My specialité - bolognese” Tom had stated shortly and continued ”Umm, should we talk before we eat? I don’t feel like eating before we have set the record straight” He looked her honestly right in the eyes and clearly meant every word. ”Ehm… Sure. I mean, sorry, yes, I agree” she managed to say. ”Let’s sit down on the living room, the food is still in the oven” he had said, taken her by the hand and lead her to the sofa next to his massive wall of books.

Ok, this is not definitely a bad sign, Eva had thought. Or is it? Does he want to sooth me from what’s about to come so that I won’t totally break down? Oh my god, it must be that.

Within the few seconds it took to walk to the sofa she had gone through propably every possible negative scenario about what was about to happen in her head. But what had happened was not what what she had been afraid.

”Listen, I have feelings for you” Tom had started once they sat down”Very, very strong ones in fact” he paused. ”I think I am in love with you, Eva” She had been stunned to hear the exact words she had wanted. ”I… I think… Wow. That wasn’t what I was expecting” she had replied ”Or well, I was hoping for something like that but...” she mumbled.

But Tom had kissed her before she had been able to say what she wanted. Right on the mouth, long and deep. And she hadn’t refused even a bit. ”Hey, are you ok?” Tom had asked once he broke the kiss and looked at her with his gorgeous blue eyes. Apparently she had looked as stunned as she felt. ”Yes, very” she had replied without any hesitation and blushed. ”You want to do that thing again? I’m not quite sure I got the message” she had continued with a smirk and raised her eyebrow. Tom had chuckled and kissed her again and the last bits of her insecurity about his feelings had melted away.

They had kept kissing and fondling on the sofa for a good while when the eggtimer had interrupted their moment. Which was definitely going to all kinds of places she had wished for for a long time. ”Ah, food” Tom had said disappointedly ”I am hungry though” he confessed. ”Yeah, so am I” she had admitted laughing.

Eva had set the table and Tom had opened the wine and poured their glasses full. Once they had managed to get the food on the plates after lots of kisses, hugs and laughter they had ended up eating with only forks as they held hands and talked about everything else except the script throughout the dinner.

”You know, I don’t want to be a spoiler, but how are we going to make this work?” she had asked worryingly once they had finished the meal and Tom was filling the dishwasher. ”I was thinking about that earlier too” he said ”but I think we will find a way, don’t we?” ”I sure hope so” she had replied with a faint smile. Tom had come and crouched next to her saying ”Listen, we don’t have to figure everything out right now, Eva. We can take tonight off from worrying, can’t we?” He had looked her assuringly and she felt tears building up into her eyes because he clearly wanted this to happen even though he must’ve known what could follow. ”I want this, I really do” he had said ”If I wasn’t sure about that I wouldn’t have told you about my feelings or kissed you. I know that you have still unsettled business with your ex...” He had paused and sighed. ”Eva, you are the most wonderful woman I have ever met. You are kind, generous and fun to be around. You are intelligent and I enjoy having philosophical discussions or even better any kind of discussions with you. I notice myself thinking of how you would think about things when I am not with you. I want to share so much with you. And to know that you want that too is all I need to be willing to face and go through whatever comes our way.” ”I want that too, Tom. I love you too” she had replied, cupped his face in her hands and kissed him.

After that Tom had stood up, grabbed her into his arms and carried her upstairs.

The following morning she had woken up before Tom and let Bobster out for a wee in the back garden. Then she had made coffee and toast and carried them on a tray upstairs and laid it down on the bedside table.

”Hey prince charming, wake up. Breakfast is ready” she had whispered into his ear. Tom had slowly opened his other eye, smiled, grabbed her hands and pulled her back to bed next to him. ”Hey you” he had whispered looking into her eyes and moved his head so close to hers that their noses touched. ”Hey you too” she had replied and given him an eskimo kiss. ”I’m so happy that you are right here, next to me, right now” he continued. ”I’m happy too” she murmured ”I wish we could keep this just to us” ”Yeah, I know” Tom had sighed ”We just need to be smart about it. You’ve come and gone here already for months and the press hasn’t found out. That’s good at least” ”Oh man, I need to sort out the divorce now. I so wish I had taken care of it earlier” she muttered. ”I’m going to be by your side through and through, ok? I’m with you” he said softly ”I will do all I can to make sure that you can take care of it in peace and without any fuss from anyone.”

Eva had left Tom’s house after they had had breakfast and a very nice replay of the night’s events. She had decided to start organising the divorce papers now for real and she didn’t want to push it any further. Yet she dreaded to make the call to her soon-to-be-ex. She had never been good talking about any negative issues and this was about as negative as anything gets.

Few weeks later

Eva had finally managed to talk to her ex and they had agreed upon the divorce and how it would go through. As they had already lived separately almost a year all they needed was to prove their separation to a judge and the divorce would be clear. Though she needed to be there in person to present  her case so she had to visit her home country once more.

Tom was in the corridor checking his bags for the last time before leaving to do reshoots for his upcoming film. His ride to the airport was about to come any minute. Eva sat on the floor scratching Bobster and keeping him away from his master’s feet while he was doing his final checks. ”Are you sure you absolutely have everything you absolutely need with you?”she teased knowing that it would annoy Tom while he was doing his last checkups. ”Yes, I am making sure of that right now. Darling, just… let me do this. I won’t leave without saying goodbye to you properly but I never get there if you won’t give me a moment’s peace” he chuckled and glanced at her frowning as if he was angry about it and then kept looking through his bags. Once Tom was through checking the bags he got up and grabbed Eva from the floor into his arms. He carried her to the sofa where they snuggled for a moment and talked while waiting Tom’s ride to arrive.

"I really am sorry about leaving you to cope with this alone. I would never ever do this unless the schedule was ridiculously tight and at the last moment" Tom said hugging her tight. "I know. Just, don't worry about it. I'm a big girl already. And besides, you have taken good care of me already by arranging the drive to the airport and a seat in the plane. A girl couldn't ask for anything more" she said softly kissing his forehead. "Yes, but I ought to be there to support you. It is also because of me you're doing this, you know" he said with sadness and frustration in his voice. ”Darling, it is not your fault” Eva said and cupped Tom’s face into her hands ”I should’ve done this a long time ago.”

Tom looked her right in the eyes and said: "Just remember Eva that I am always here for you no matter what. Even though I am not there in person you are in my thoughts all the time. Once more time unto the breach, my friend, once more”

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