#goody/billy

[hellcheercaine]

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

[kimenochan]

A pretty princess being carried like princess <3

[mcqraw]

[cassiebones]

I want a scene after Rio's identity is revealed, where she is just name-dropping famous witches

Like, the others are a little spooked by her, but also intrigued. She assures them that she can't kill them...but that doesn't mean she won't make them wish they were dead (looking straight at Jennifer for this one).

So after that initial shock, they are sitting around the fire (Alice is there because I am in denial) and they ask her if she's met celebrity witches. Rio says of course.

Then they ask for details.

Rio starts saying the names of old famous witches, who they might have known personally from covens around New England, but Jen is like, "No, like celebrity famous. Like...who's a famous person who might have been a witch?"

"Elizabeth Montgomery," Lilia offers.

"Who's that?" Alice asks.

"She was in Bewitched, the old television series," Jennifer explains. "Lilia, I'm surprised you watched it."

"I didn't," Lilia assures her, "but there was always something about that actress. I couldn't put my finger on it." She looks to Rio. "Am I correct?"

They all look at Rio, who shakes her head.

"Lucille Ball was, though," she says after Lilia snaps her finger in defeat. Lilia's eyes widen at that and Rio grins. "She was young for a witch," Rio admits, "when she came to me. But, yeah. Witch."

"Ironic that she was accused in the Red Scare, which was a metaphorical witch hunt," Lilia says, as if she's giving them a history lesson, as if the majority of them didn't either live it or learn about it in high school.

"Who else do you want to know about?"

"Ooh, Liza Minelli!" Teen says. "That would be ironic, given who her mother was."

"Her mother was a witch, too," Rio says.

"Seriously?" Teen asks, bouncing like a puppy. "Judy Garland was a witch?" Rio nods. "That is so awesome."

"Calm down, Toto," Agatha says with a snort. Teen pouts at her and she rolls her eyes, affectionately. "Who else?"

"A lot of singers," Rio says, nodding contemplatively. "Like a lot of them."

There's a long moment of silence.

"Such as?" Jennifer huffs, impatiently.

Rio rolls her eyes. "What?" she asks. "No more guessing games?"

"Just spill your knowledge, Lady Death," Agatha says, nudging Rio and smirking when a pink flush lights up her pale skin.

Rio clears her throat. "Eartha Kitt," she says, finally. Jennifer practically falls off her stump in surprise.

"Legend!" Teen says, excitedly.

"You're not surprised," Lilia says, looking at Alice, who shrugs.

"She and my mom ran in similars circles for a while. It was kind of a well-known secret."

"Who else?" Jennifer asks, now looking up at Rio from her new spot on the ground.

"Chaka Khan," Rio says.

"She's not dead," Teen points out.

"Whitney told me that one," Rio says, casually. Jennifer is even further on the floor if it's possible. "What, you thought I'm Every Woman was written by a non-witch?" She scoffs.

"It makes sense when you think about it," Alice says. "I mean 'I can cast a spell with secrets you can't tell'? Witchy shit."

"Mix a special brew; Put fire inside of you," Jennifer sings from the floor, reaching out to hold and shake Alice's hand.

"But anytime you feel fear, instantly I appear," Lilia continues the song. "Cause..."

"IIIIIIIII'm every woman. It's all in meeee!" the three of them sing, together, Alice pulling Jennifer to her feet and spinning her around while Lilia laughs and claps.

Agatha laughs, too, placing her face in the crook of Rio's neck instinctually. Rio stiffens slightly, her face blooming bright red, before she relaxes, one of her arms wrapping around Agatha's waist as they watch their coven dance and sing, with Teen providing backup vocals.

For a single moment, everything is perfect.

[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 pragn��cym 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!

[brattyassroja]

Today’s thrift store come ups😍

[hellcheercaine]

Just accept the compliment, Harrington.

[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.

[tiger-in-the-flightdeck]

I keep seeing Danny Phantom/DC crossovers, and Billy Batson Gets Adopted AUs, and they're almost always with them getting taken in by the Batfamily. And I get it. 'Bruce Wayne adopts any dark haired blue eyed child that stays still long enough' has been a thing in comics for decades.

But please, consider

"I want them to be taken in by someone who will help them embrace their powers and isn't a goody two shoes, that's why I think Constantine would be great."

"Okay, but I want them to be adopted by someone who will keep them safe and show them they're loved because they know what it's like having a rough childhood!"

"Someone with experience adopting stray orphan kids and is familiar with the wackiness or angst that comes with that?"

"Fine, but what ab-"

Leonard Snart, guys. Whatever the situation, I can pretty much promise that Lenny is the one you want.