#Goody&Billy

[hellcheercaine]

Just accept the compliment, Harrington.

[kimenochan]

A pretty princess being carried like princess <3

[mcqraw]

[thisapplepielife]

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest.

Herding Cats

Day #23 - Up and Coming | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: M | CW: Talk of Previous Sex, Brief Teasing about Daddy Kink, Minor Appearance by Billy | POV: Steve | Pairing: Steddie, Platonic Stobin, Minor Others | Tags: Road Manager Steve Harrington, Having to Herd These Assholes, Like Cats, Famous Corroded Coffin, The Morning After a Show

1 Night, 4 Rooms The morning after. Is also standalone, but everything is is below.

Eddie | Goodie | Gareth | Jeff | Steve (Bonus morning after!)

Steve walks down the hotel hallway, knocking on each door of their block, giving them each a shave and a haircut, two bits so they know it's him, but that he doesn't need them to actually come to the door, just get up and at 'em if they aren't already.

There's a hotel security guard watching him work, which he's pretty sure they didn't request. For better or worse, they've got their own security now.

And speak of the devil, and the devil appears, walking towards him from the elevator is Billy, and Steve pulls the daily schedule from his binder, and hands it off as they pass each other. Not stopping, not saying a word. It's easier this way. They can work together, but decidedly apart.

In the private dining room, Steve does a loose headcount. Crew is all over, filling tables, and Eddie's sitting with Gareth and Di, his plate already piled high. Jeff's at the buffet now, but Goodie's nowhere to be seen.

Steve catches Billy's eye, taps his watch, holds up the number three, and rotates his hands in a well? motion.

Billy gives him the three back, then points upwards. Then switches his extended finger to his middle one, flipping Steve off. Fucker.

The baseball-style hand signals work well, but there are downsides, unfortunately. Steve's given them each a number: Eddie's one, Jeff's two, Goodie's three and Gareth's four. 

And three's missing.

If Steve doesn't see him in ten minutes, he'll go do an in-person wake up call.

Still no Goodie.

Goddamnit.

Steve lets himself into room 1013, and Jesus Christ. It looks like a tornado hit it. The condom wrappers alone.

At least he was safe.

On the bed, Goodie is facedown, bare-assed. Scratches all up and down his back.

"Goods!" Steve yells, banging on the dresser with his fist.

Goodie jumps, startled awake.

"Morning, Casanova. Breakfast, ballroom seven," Steve says.

He's still not moving.

"Charles!" Steve yells, and Goodie growls in response. Steve'll pay for that later, but at least Goodie's responding. 

"And put something on your back, it looks awful," Steve says, only staying long enough to make sure Goodie is moving.

It's like herding fucking cats. Feral, maybe a touch rabid, cats.

Back at breakfast, Eddie's clearly looking for him.

"Steve," Eddie says, and pats the empty chair next to him, "Come. Sit. Eat."

Steve looks at his watch. Yeah, he better do that if he's gonna before they go.

Standing at the buffet, Robin comes up and hip checks him, "Hey, dingus. You look tired," she says, and he feels tired. It's gonna be a long fucking summer, no matter how this all shakes out. "Let me pick up some of the slack. Put me to work."

He leans down and kisses her head. He just may have to, for his own sanity.

Goodie eventually blunders in, looking a little worse for wear. 

"Hey, Daddy. Long, hard night?" Gareth says, and everyone that had been within earshot last night laughs, while everyone else is just confused. Steve hadn't actually heard any of this himself, he was long asleep by then, but Gareth made sure to relay all the dirty details to anyone that would listen. 

Apparently whatever hellcat Goodie brought home last night had a daddy kink that they all loudly got to experience. They didn't even have to pay extra for the show.

Steve's shocked Eddie didn't call the hotel to complain about the noise. Goodie did that to them once, and he knows Eddie would love to repay the favor, just for fun.

Goodie reaches down and squeezes Gareth's neck from behind, but he's laughing. Steve's already seen the scratches on his back, and now he can see the marks all up and down his neck, so he must have really caught himself a wild one.

Good for him.

"They can call me anything they want, as long as they fuck like that," Goodie says, reaching over Gareth's head, pulling all the bacon off Gareth's plate. There are complaints, of course there are when it comes to Gareth and Goodie, but Jeff is walking by and just takes bacon from his plate and drops it on Gareth's.

Keeping the peace.

It's not like there isn't an unlimited supply. They paid for it, they can eat all they want before the bus leaves in, Steve checks his watch, forty-six minutes.

It's a day off, and they don't have far to go, but they still have a schedule to keep, and playing catch up is a pain in the ass. It's so much easier to stick to it, even if he has to strong-arm them to get them anywhere on time.

Steve stands by the steps of the bus, marking everyone off as they get on. The crew bus already situated, and long gone. But Goodie's been on and off their bus twice, as everyone else was settling in for an on-time departure. Steve looks up at Saul, the bus driver, "We're waiting on Goodie to get on again. And then we're ready."

Saul gives him the thumbs up. 

Goodie comes walking back across the parking lot, six-pack of beer under his arm. Hair of the dog, Steve supposes. 

"That it? We're good?" Steve asks, and Goodie nods behind his sunglasses, shuffling up the steps and crashing onto the open spot on the couch next to Jeff.

"Wild night, huh?" Jeff asks Goodie.

"I'm fucking sore. Everywhere," Goodie moans, and Steve chuckles as he does the final headcount. 

He thinks they're all here, but he doesn't want to get fifty miles down the road and realize Gareth isn't anywhere to be found.

Not again.

Eddie's in his bunk, reading. 

Billy's foot is dangling out of his, blocking the aisle.

Steve steps over it, and knocks on the back bedroom, getting responses from both Gareth and Diana. That's everyone. All here.

"Saul, it's all yours," Steve says, sliding into the jump seat, as the bus finally pulls away. 

Next stop, Jacksonville.

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[thranduilofsmirkwood]

This one kills me every time ⬎⬎⬎⬎⬎⬎

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[justp34chy]

Briars Theme: The Laboratory

[sachi-mei]

Studia (R14) *end of the round*

Koniec tury wiąże się z odwiedzeniem moich studenciaków. Na samym początku na studia wybrała się trójka simów - Ursula, która wybrała studiowanie biologii, Tashia, która wybrała sztukę oraz Billy, którego wybór padł na ekonomię. Każdego z simów dzieli równy rok.

Tashia jak to Tashia pierwsze czym się zajęła to romansowanie z różnymi simaki. Jak widać miewała w tym wzloty i upadki.

Do grona studentów dołączył również Calvin, który postanowił studiować biologię. Mimo tego, że jest jedynie simem pragnącym bogactwa to romansuje, z każdą możliwą simką.

Pewni simowie przychodzą na studia, a inni z nich odchodzą. Takim oto sposbem Stella jak i Ursula ukończyły uniwersytet z najwyższą możliwą ocenę co sprawi, że będą mogły powrócić do Miłowa z dużymi oszczędnościami.

Do akademika wprowadziła się rownież Wilma wraz ze swoich chłopakiem. Yoosung nie czekał ani chwili i od razu postanowił się oświadczyć.

Wilma postanowiła studiować matematykę, a Yoosung literaturę.

Na sam koniec tury również Tashia pożegnała się ze studiami. Może nie skończyła ich z najwyższą oceną, ale na pewno odchodzi z nich z największą ilością wspomnień.

[midnightdemonhunter]

Dewey finds the killer.

First Scream fic!! Read for strawberry blood, typical smugness from Billy, and an explanation for how the hell that knife ended up in Dewey's back in the first place!

[avalonlights]

every time i hear running up that hill play in a store i have to fight off tears

[brattyassroja]

Today’s thrift store come ups😍

[hellcheercaine]

Steve knows what’s up—Billy needs the love and enrichment from him.

[stoportotouch]

i must restate that i am utterly obsessed with the immensely stroppy lieutenant on board hms indomitable in billy budd. he's pissed off with everything and everybody around him and does not want to be in claggart's psychosexual drama at all. i support him.

[hellolittleogre]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Magnificent Seven (2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Goodnight Robicheaux/Billy Rocks, Sam Chisolm & Goodnight Robicheaux Characters: Sam Chisholm, Goodnight Robicheaux, Billy Rocks, Emma Cullen, Joshua Faraday, Vasquez (The Magnificent Seven 2016), Jack Horne Additional Tags: Bad drag, Goodnight is Francis Fryer from Calamity Jane, drag is an art and we should all have more respect for it, rated Mature for swearing, otherwise there is nothing to offend, Calamity Jane AU Summary:

Goodnight's got a hive full of honey for the right kind of honey bee.

[lazaefair]

7, goodrocks

Locked Grooves, feat. Franzi Aller (more smooth jazz-hop)

(@villa-kulla's Chisolm's Seven AU)

"...is that a smoke bomb?"

"Only a little one," Billy says, setting it off before anyone else (Faraday) can ask something stupid. The room fills gently with clouds of pale smoke, illuminating the light beams of the motion sensors criss-crossing everywhere.

"Dude, that is so cool."

Billy's mouth twitches into a tiny grin despite himself. It is cool. He can feel Goody practically vibrating with anxiety behind him - despite Billy's reputation, despite their absolute trust in each other and their team, Goody just can't help the nerves sometimes. He cares too damn much, and Billy loves him for it.

Even if he's going to ignore Goody's reservations for now and dive forward into the invisible labyrinth. This is who he is, this is what he does.

Watch.

[pwnyta]

I never noticed Goodie and Billy died at the church...and then Goodie got shot off the steeple...

Literally till death do they part.

Nobody is doing it (queercoding) like Robirocks.

[daveydoodle]

Billy Talent - Rusted From The Rain - Official Video

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