#he knows he looks good

[clopinasworld]

Connor checking himself out in mirrors + Bonus

[jeonwon-wonwoo]

scoups: allure korea photo shoot behind

bonus: 🥹

[achilleussorrow]

i refuse to believe he knows anything about fashion but here we are

i bet he wears tgose fuckass pink flip flops everywhere

[chalamet-chalamet]

Oh, the hair is behaving 🔥🔥🔥

Twitter credit to thegrlfromperth

[thefalling-sky]

This outfit,, I’m SICK

[xxkennaxx]

imagine having the ego of ryan ross at 17.

[lomltrentarnold]

i need to kiss and suck on his neck.

[ambear9]

[trentscc]

trent feeding us w content??

[lousroom]

Well... Chae Hyungwon, everyone! 🥴🔥

[every-dayiwakeup]

Hi!🥰

It's been a few days but here's a thing.

So say Steve can't really build muscle like Billy can, so Billy challenges Steve to an arm wrestle thinking he'd win hands down, but Steve actually thrashing him at the arm wrestle.

How does Billy react to that?

Hey hey!😜

*****

"So what do ya say, Princess Peaches?" Billy Hargrove pesters, wiggling his unfairly defined eyebrows at Steve, who suppresses the all-too-familiar urge to punch him square in the nose. Maybe mess that pretty face of his up a bit. God, Hargrove got on his nerves.

Despite both boys being subjected to the torture of high school gym class, the infuriating blonde was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, a cocky smirk gracing his face.

In the words of Dustin Henderson, fuck Billy Hargrove.

"Are you sure it's the same sentiment?" Robin had teased Steve before their shift ended. Funnily enough, she'd been wiggling her brows too. Like someone. Of course, he'd retorted far too quickly, which only made her smirk wider. What was it with ocean-eyed smartasses and their constant need to make his life a living hell?

"What?" Steve grits out, wiping a sheen of perspiration from his brow with his equally damp forearm.

Hargrove watches him giddily, showing no signs of exhaustion yet. He's drenched in sweat, too, only it makes his tanned skin glow, dripping off his dense muscles like wet paint, his tongue an untrained dog wagging back and forth, incapable of staying in his ever-flapping mouth.

"Arm wrestle me, Pretty Boy," he says, clucking that damned organ- that instrument of his at the end of the random proposition.

He could charm Steve into shaving his hair and jumping into a frozen lake. Worst of all, he bet his buttons that Hargrove knew this.

"You're crazy," Steve wheezes, panting as though his lungs were on a treadmill fighting for breath.

The other boy snorts hoggishly, shrugging his massive shoulders. "News to me. So, how about it?"

"I'm dying here, man. How are you not running on empty?"

"Plenty of fuel left in the tank," Hargrove replies smugly, patting his abdomen, and letting out a burp as he does so.

Steve cringes. Geez Louise, I really know how to pick 'em.

"Unless you're... a fraidy cat. In that case-"

Oh, hell no.

"Let's get this over with, Dumbo," Steve spits.

Hargrove gives him a kid locked in a candy store grin, and they sit on the floor across from each other. He extends his hand, and Steve takes it, taking pride in knowing his is slightly bigger.

But Hargrove is meaty and those muscles, despite the slight pillowy plushness, aren't just for show.

"One, two, three, go!" Hagan - why was he always there- yells.

Billy grips Steve's hand, arms bulging. Steve bares his teeth, thinking of the fucking demodogs he's launched into the air with his bat. He's nowhere near as bulky as Billy, but he's not going down without putting up a fight.

His bicep burning, teeth sawing clean through his bottom lip, he puts all his frustration, all the powerlessness he's felt these last few weeks, into that arm.

And he ends up anchoring down Hargrove's arm.

"Holy shit, Harrington!" Tommy caws over his shoulder. "You beat Hargrove-"

Speaking of, Billy pulls his hand out of Steve's, and gets up, pushing past him. Steve looks up to tease him for being a sore loser, when he swears he hears a fond, "Not bad, Pretty Boy, not bad," accompanied by a soft smile.

"Asshole!" Steve yells at his retreating back, not able to keep the amusement out of his voice.

"Fuckface!" Billy calls back, and Steve pushes down the new urge to tackle him, kissing his lips to see if he really tastes like cherries.

For now, he'll settle with the harmless stolen glances in the shower. And these moments, fleeting as they were.

Not bad, either, Barbie, not bad at all.

****

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[josephquinncurl]

Joseph is so real for using the same suit all the time 🤭

[jeffbiblesupremacy]

Jeff via ig update

[karatekels]

I think I'd actually die if TIG saw our tumblr thirsting 😬 Do you think he would be flattered or maybe smug about how people decades younger than him consider him so hot lol

A part of me thinks him and Mary are cackling over us right now! 😛

Based on everything else we know about him (especially the types of characters he prefers writing and/or acting) I would say there's got to be a degree of smugness.

[dollfaceksj]

what do you think of this yoongi? https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSLAXajdB/

i just fell to my knees in a grocery story parking lot

this yoongi

[proudofbvb]

ohh hello, beauty 😍