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suledins · 2 years

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hiiiiii sooo i hit 1k !!! still in a little bit of shock that so many ppl enjoy my content soo i just wanted to say thank you to everyone who follows me and reblogs my gifs, whether it be my billy gifs or even my old ones back when i was just starting off making them and was omralbum, wilhelmes or even rsugdens!! i appreciate also all the support and kindness i’ve gotten since making this blog, i know without a lot of you i probably would have stopped posting my silly little gifs awhile ago ♡

ANYWAYS to celebrate i wanted to make more gifs!!! but this time in a way that u guys all get to pick too!! i’ve made diff forms for the 3 fandoms ive made gifs for since i wouldn’t be at 1k without any of u!! (form will close on the 30th july!)

♡ 9-1-1 // YOUNG ROYALS // STRANGER THINGS ♡

i also really want to thank some specific blogs bc they’re the ones always keeping me going and inspiring me and helping me and just generally being great !!!! you are all v much appreciated and i thank you all for making my experience on this occasional hellsite so lovely ♡ also shout out to my twitter friends for also keeping me going and screaming at me whenever i post my billy gifs there ♡

@anaxibiaclark // @angelsloveclub // @biillys // @dandysnob // @disdaidal // @hephaestn // @iwigyouknot // @keptspinning // @lazybakerart // @lovebillyhargrove // @lymricks // @madsbuckley // @meowmeowbilly // @militv // @terror-triplet // @ungaroyals !!!!! ♡

also reminder that i follow the tag #userlotte if u ever want to tag me in any of your creations !!!

#1k celebration #anabixiaclark #angelsloveclub #dandysnob #disdaidal #hephaestn #hotdadlicense #iwigyouknot #keptspinning #lazybakerart #lovebillyhargrove #lymricks #userrin #meowmeowbilly #usermili #terror-triplet #ungaroyals #you are under no obligation to rb this just bc u are tagged btw #just wana show my appreciation <3

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catzy88 · 6 months

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to the bestest friend~ 💟😘💕😁

Aww, thank you so much dear! 💖😭🤗💖

#disdaidal #answered asks #can't believe i'm closer to 40 than 30 now asdfghjkl 🙈

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neonponders · 2 years

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Love youuuuu~ *gives you a bear hug* 🐻💖🐻

😭 😭 😭 😭 💗 💗 💗 💗

#thank you for the kindness <3 #disdaidal #neonponders #ask #answered

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indiefilmfatale · 2 years

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go ahead, touch yourself (steve harrington x afab gn reader)

gif by disdaidal ^ plot: you and steve are new roommates and are still establishing boundaries content warnings: graphic language, masturbation, fingering, oral (reader receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, steve loves getting his hair pulled word count: 2.8k a/n: based off of some djo lyrics that make me absolutely feral... as well as this gif..... i'm losing my sanity over this fcking man takes place between s3 and s4! taglist: @cuddlingwithharry (send me an ask be to added to a taglist!)

You were standing in front of your full length mirror. Your eyes scanned up and down yourself in contemplation, brow slightly scrunched.

You hear a pair of footsteps pass your room. "Steve can you come here for a sec?" You call, and the footsteps stop. You watch your doorknob twist and the door open at a medium pace; by the time Steve's whole figure appears on the other side he's putting a spoonful of cereal into his mouth. He was in a crewneck and cotton basketball shorts

"We're out of Cheerios if that's what you're about to ask." He says with his mouth full.

You chuckle, brow furrowing. "What? No."

"Oh, okay, what's up?" He walks in immediately and sits on your bed, taking another bite with a small slurp.

You turn to face him, holding your arms out out awkwardly next to you. "What do you think of this outfit?" You asked with genuine concern.

"Um," Steve's head tilts, properly scanning you. "Turn for me."

You can't help but feel a little embarrassed as you turn around until you face him again. He nods slowly, chewing, looking like he's really thinking about it. Until his face relaxes, "Yeah I don't know why I told you to turn I have no idea if that's a good outfit or not."

"UGH, Steve!" You groan. "I really need your help! I'm fucking nervous!"

His head cocks back in confusion, "Why?"

You sigh, "I'm going on a date, okay? And it's my first one since Jessie fucking," You swallow. "Broke my heart, so," You turn back to your reflection and look yourself in the eye. "I don't know, maybe I shouldn't go."

"Y/N, it's been two months since that asshole kicked you out of his apartment. You should go." You heard Steve from behind you. He takes another bite. "Seriously."

You contemplate his words. You had spent those two months in and out of a depressive episode. Luckily you had found a cheap enough place to move to after a week staying in Nancy's basement, but you could only stretch it with a roommate. Steve, who had still been living in under the roof of his asshole dad, gladly agreed. But moving just gave you a bigger space to wallow in. You hadn't even started unpacking anything besides your pajamas and your work clothes until about an hour ago.

"So my outfit is okay, then?" You ask him, meeting his eyes through the reflection of the mirror.

Steve offers a sheepish smile, "Again, no idea." He sighs. You can't help but chuckle this time. "But you look great."

You and Steve stare at each other through the mirror, both of you seemingly holding something back. You clear your throat and turn around, facing him again. "Okay, get out now, I have to jerk off."

Steve's whole body jolts at your words. "What?"

"That's what you do before a date, so the sexual tension doesn't overwhelm the evening." You tap your head with your finger. "So you can think."

Steve chortles; he thinks you're joking. He seems to be frozen sitting on your bed, holding his mostly-empty cereal bowl on his thigh, staring at you as you stare back at him expectingly. "Oh my god, you're serious?" He laughs in astonishment. "You jerk off?"

You crossed your arms, "Is that so hard to believe?"

"Uh, I mean," His eyes wander the ceiling. "I guess not. I just, I don't know, can't really picture you doing it."

You pursed your lips, "Then don't, weirdo."

Steve laughs again, but this time much more forced. The energy has suddenly shifted in the room but neither of you can describe how. Steve's still just sitting there.

"He's gonna be here in like 30 minutes, Steve–"

"Fine, fine," He throws his arms up in surrender, holding the bowl at the right angle so it doesn't spill. He stands and makes his way to your bedroom door, using his free hand to shut it.

You catch a glimpse of his face just as the door closes over it, and hear him mumble something that sounded like "Have fun." in a monotonous tone.

Steve sat on his bed, empty cereal bowl on his nightstand, staring at the wall. He didn't really know what to do with himself.

He could go into the living room and watch TV, but that would mean passing your bedroom door. And he really didn't want you to hear him walk past your door, knowing that he knew what you were doing, and think he was some kind of pervert.

Still, his mind kept wandering back to your room, your eyes, your fingers. His brow furrows as he swallows. He couldn't tell if he was thankful or spiteful the walls to the apartment were so thick.

But then he starts thinking about what you would sound like, and oh god, he's hard now. Why had he never thought about you like this before? Steve can't think of a good enough answer.

He waits for you to leave for your date to get in the shower and jerk off. But when he does, you're the only thing on his mind. Your fingers pulsing in and out of your entrance, becoming damper from your own arousal. He imagine it's your hand wrapped around his cock, stroking him, as you touched yourself. Then he thought about you feeling yourself get wetter because you were stroking him, and he's done for.

He cums from that thought alone. The shower water hitting his chest, his jaw hanging open, low moans echoing throughout the bathroom. One hand presses firmly onto the tile wall beside him for support, the other finishes himself off into the shower drain.

He washes himself down and gets out of the shower. Throwing a towel around his waste, he combs his hair back in the mirror. When he opens the door, he nearly falls backward at the sight of you standing in the hallway.

"Y/N, what the fu-" He catches himself and stands up straight, hand gripping his towel to keep it wrapped around him. "How– What– Um," He stutters, then clears his throat. "What are you doing here?"

"I bailed on the date." You say, your eyes struggling not to wander downward from Steve's face. You point at the bathroom, "Were you...?" You trail.

Steve decides to play it cool. "Was I what?"

You meet his eye, and you sense a twinge of panic that makes you hold yourself back from embarrassing him. You already knew the answer. "Nothing," You drop your hands to your side. "I'm gonna go to bed."

Steve opens his mouth to say something, but holds himself back as he watches you turn around toward your bedroom. He sighs, "Goodnight."

You glance at him from over your shoulder for only a second, "Goodnight, Steve."

About two hours had passed and neither you or Steve had gotten an ounce of sleep. Steve had spent it swimming in embarrassment, trying to think of the perfect thing to say to you when he sees you the next morning– trying to erase the thought that you heard him jerking off in the shower.

Meanwhile, you replayed the moment in your mind over and over. Your core twinging at the very memory if his muffled moans from the bathroom.

You didn't want to bail on your date, and you wouldn't have if you hadn't idiotically told Steve you were going to masturbate before you did. You and Steve never talked about stuff like that, which was probably why he was so surprised when you had mentioned it.

And when you lied down to do it, hand slipping into the jeans you had just asked his opinion for, you tried to excite yourself about your date. Peter was really cute, and you two had a tangible amount of chemistry. But for some reason, your mind kept going back to how sweaty Steve had gotten just a moment ago.

You weren't blind. You knew you were attracted to Steve. But he was Steve– He was basically a brown Labrador in a polo shirt. And he was one of your best friends.

But these salient points tend to cloud in the heat of passion. Steve was what got you to the finish line– you couldn't help but imagine if his fingers were down your underwear, fingering you senselessly as you writhed under his touch. You came quicker than you usually do.

That made it pretty hard to focus on anyone else. You realized this as you waited outside for Peter, but couldn't bring yourself to think of anyone beside Steve. Why had you never thought about him like this before?

You checked your watch, 7:48. You could probably still catch Peter at his house. You rushed to the payphone outside your apartment building, made up some excuse about feeling under the weather, and went upstairs.

Steve doesn't hear you walk into the apartment, even though the door is cracked open a smidge. You only start to hear the shower running when you get to the hallway. And then a low echo of a grunt.

You freeze in your place, stomach dropping to the floor.

The grunts turn into breathy moans, and you can't move. Your mouth agape, you feel your breath become shallow. Arousal is pooling at your entrance now as you hear Steve reach his climax.

You press your back against the hallway wall and catch your breath. And then you realize what you were doing and let out a silent chuckle. You should go back to your room, pretend you never heard a damn thing. But part of you wants to face this head on. You haven't felt this brave in months.

And then the door opens, and you see his face flush with embarrassment, and you chicken out.

But your mind is still there, in the hallway, even though you are now lying in your dark room in silence. You should go talk to him, you thought to yourself. That's what adults do about these things, they talk them through.

Steve hears your door open and soft footsteps stop outside his bedroom. He can see the shadow of your legs from the crack above the floor. He stands up.

"Steve?" You say softly, a gentle knock on the white wood of his door.

Steve opens the door, and you meet eyes. You open your mouth to speak, but the words get caught on your throat. Part of you is trying to find something, anything, to say. Another part of you is losing yourself in Steve's eyes. His hair is a little disheveled and he doesn't have a shirt on, just a pair of sweatpants.

There was nothing you wanted to say, you realize. You just wanted him.

So instead of talking, you leap forward, grab his face by both cheeks and bring it to yours. His arm wraps around your back, taken aback by the kiss for only a second before leaning into it. You push Steve backward and shut his door behind you.

The kiss grows more passionate by the second, sloppy and open mouthed. When Steve's tongue slides against yours, you moaned. A whiny, soft sound that sent a rush of blood straight to Steve's groin. You wrap your arms around Steve's neck, pulling him even closer.

God, he was a good fucking kisser. He put all of his focus into it, devouring you, moving his mouth against yours in a way that left you breathless. You could feel his hard-on against your stomach.

"I want you, Steve," You whined against his lips. "I want you inside me."

Steve, speechless and panting, nodded. He kissed you again, this time guiding you toward his bed until the mattress hits the back of your knees. He tugged at the hem of your shirt and you lifted your arms to pull it over your head. He palms one of your boobs as he kisses down your neck.

You take the opportunity to reach down and palm him through his sweatpants. You can tell he's not wearing underwear. He groans against your collarbone, his hot breath hitting your skin and giving you goosebumps.

He unbuttons your jeans and pushes them down your thighs. You pull away from him and sit on his bed, lifting your legs so he can tug them off. He tosses them to the floor, then wraps his fingers under the hem of your underwear and pulls those down your legs too. You watch him stare at your cunt with a hunger you've never seen in your best friend before.

"C'mere," You nudge your head in his direction. His gaze meets your's again and he kneels on his bed. You spread your legs so he could sit between them. He leans forward, using his arms to hold himself over you, and kisses you again. Still just as hungry and desperate, if not more so.

You feel a hand snake down to your core, as Steve begins to spread your arousal up and down your folds. You shudder at the touch, moaning against his lips. He pulls back from the kiss, "Is this okay?"

His fingers brush your clit and your breath hitches. "Mmhm," Is all you can manage to get out.

Then he pulls his hand away. Your eyes open to see what he's doing– He grabs your own hand resting on his bicep and guides it downward. "Touch yourself," Steve kisses your shoulder. "I wanna see what you like." He kisses your collarbone.

Your fingers rub your swollen clit, quickly getting lost in the sensation. Eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. Steve kisses your stomach, your hip, the inside of your thigh.

When you open your eyes he's resting on his stomach between your thighs, face hovering over your cunt. You continue making wide, sloppy circles around your bead.

Then you feel a finger pump into you and you gasp, "F-Fuck, Steve."

Steve kisses your hand as you work over yourself. He adds another finger and you're in heaven, head falling backward as his fingers filled you. Then you feel his tongue snake between your fingers, right on your bundle of nerves.

His tongue replacing your fingers, you bring your hand to his hair. And when his tongue touches your sweetest point, you pull hard on his thick brown locks, earning a moan from him against your skin.

Steve takes note of the spot and begins to suck, his lips wrapping around your clit in the most perfect way. You pull even harder on his hair and he sucks even tighter. His fingers curve upward slightly and your eyes squeeze shut as you cum, drawn-out and ragged moans spilling from your lips.

Your pussy is convulsing around his fingers, and he maintains his pace until you come down from your high. When he brings his face back to you, his lips are swollen and his cheeks flushed. You kiss him, tasting your own arousal.

Without breaking the series of kisses, you pull his sweatpants down. His cock springs upward as the waistband frees it, and you begin to pump him half-heartedly, distracted by his tongue dipping into your mouth.

Steve pulls away and guides his hips to meet your entrance. When he pushes into you, it's slow and dragged out, bottoming you out and filling you to the brim. Steve moans as he pulls back, and the sound sends you into a spiral again. You can feel yourself wanting him more and more by the second.

You clench around him as he pumps into you again, and Steve's head tilts downward to watch himself sink into your pussy. "You feel so fucking good, Y/N." He says as he looks back up at you.

You grab his face and pull him into another kiss. His lips trail to your cheeks to your neck, as he starts to go at faster pace. You dig your hands into his hair and grip harder with each thrust. Steve moans against your neck, hot breath hitting your skin.

You reach down to rub your clit the same way you did before, and you feel Steve's back hunch so he can watch your fingers. "Love seeing you–" He grunts, hips moving faster. "Fucking touch yourself, shi-it."

You feel another high coming just as his thrusts become sloppier. Your back arches under him as your second climax washes over you, your moans getting more and more desperate.

Steve tenses as he cums inside of you. You hold onto him as he twitches and shudders, his thrusts gradually coming to a hault.

He rolls off of you and collapses next to you in the bed. The two of you take a moment to catch your breath. You look at him, and can't help but find him beautiful like this. Caked in a layer of sweat, hair spiking in different directions, mouth agape as he breathed.

Then he catches you staring, and without missing a beat, says, "We should've done that years ago."

#steve harrington smut #steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic #stranger things smut #stranger things one shot #x reader

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bigdumbbambieyes · 2 years

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I’m sure it’s been discussed already but it’s so funny to look at S2 scenes with Billy and Steve because Billy is so relentless with his taunting and teasing and pushing Steve around and Steve just has that adorable confused deer-in-headlights look every time

because before S2, Steve probably had nobody do that to him. no one dared to push him around or be an asshole to him because King Steve was worshipped and adored - everyone wanted to be on his good side to reap the benefits of his big house and social status. he was the one to be an asshole and push people around when he felt like he needed to

and while he’s definitely changed and softened bc of Nancy, suddenly this big blond dickhead arrives to steal his crown and just sets his sights on the pretty boy who is trying his best to ignore him and just does not let that happen

and Steve’s confusion and frustration for Billy is just so good

like look at him

you can’t tell me that Billy doesn’t love a pissed off Steve

edit: gif by @disdaidal ♥️ pls follow them for more beautiful gifs!

#harringrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove #billy saw steve’s grumpy face ONCE and made it his life mission to make sure he sees it every day #antagonizing steve for fun #and steve is so annoyed but he also is stupidly in love with billy so he doesn’t completely mind

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lovebillyhargrove · 5 months

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This song A-ha "Forever not yours" and harringrove have consumed me

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Hold me tight

This is a lonely night

And I’ve hurt you baby

Because you are my light

Make me strong

Just like you make me weak

When your hands reach out for me

Even in your sleep

I’ll soon be gone now

Forever not yours

It won’t be long now

Forever not yours

Memories they keep coming through

The good ones hurt more

Than the bad ones do

The days were high

And the nights were deep

And I miss you, baby

I miss you, baby

I’ll soon be gone now

Forever not yours

It won’t be long now

Forever not

Forever not yours

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Gifs by the wonderfully talented @disdaidal ❤️ @suledins ❤️ @atomicblondeweirdo ❤️

#harringrove #billy x steve #harringrove imagine

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dandysnob · 4 months

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Tagged by @marimayscarlett & @gothtoast 💚 Thank you!

Big mood 2023

Rules: Create a mood board for your 2023, using 9 pictures to reflect on the year. You don't have to elaborate or use any personal pictures (you can if you want) - you can create your board using pictures of your blorbos/screen caps/memes/aesthetics/etc. to show your vibes, thoughts, memories and moods throughout the year.

I used 6 personal photos (ok one is a gif 😬 sorry for cheating a bit) and 3 from the internet to attempt to summarize a year that was quite eventful and full of emotions 🌈❣️ Tagging @meinewellemeinstrand @samshinechester @itconsumesyou @frampk @franwikema @vulnerant-omnes @maliciousdelice @morgana-lefay @rammingthestein @disdaidal @rammlerie @butchstabu @herrlindemann @morgaroooo 🫶🏻

#tag games

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silvermoon-scrolls · 6 months

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Tag game - 9 favorite characters

Thanks for tagging me @gayles55! I forced myself to limit myself to one character per universe. I'm sure I forgot someone very lovable, but I'm happy with my pick for now. Names behind cut.

In order of most visually pleasing photo placement, not ranking:

Anders - The Almighty Johnsons Sam - Lord of the Rings Raphael - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2003) Jesper - Shadow & Bone Iolaus - Hercules: The Legendary Journeys Astarion - Baldur's Gate 3 Spike - Buffy: The Vampire Slayer Zoë - Firefly 10th Doctor - Doctor Who

I'm challenging @ally-holmes @bardicious @blairsanne @crossingbaranduin @disdaidal @i-am-pinkie @metztlilua and @my-fair-lilith to name your favorites!

#tag game #anders johnson #sam gamgee #raphael #jesper fahey #iolaus #astarion #spike #zoe washburne #10th doctor

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harringrove-cafe · 6 months

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@disdaidal

Something sinister? Or something sweet? Did you receive a trick or a treat?

YOU'VE BEEN TRICKED!

Too bad. Looks like someone left you in the Upside Down. How’re you gonna get out of this one?

❤️❤️❤️ Have a spooky Halloween!👻🎃 - @lovebillyhargrove

#hg trick or treat #fulfilled by: billy

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sunwarmed-ash · 1 year

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5 Things You Never Get Tired Of Writing:

tagged by @lizzy0305

rules: list five things you never get tired of writing. it can be tropes, themes, characters, phrases, whatever brings you joy. then tag five people!

Shit. Only 5? Well here we go, *cracks knuckles*

5. Sad Broken Bois. Strange and unusual you say? Well,

And a broken sad boi. Its really easy to tap into the mindsets of complicated characters like Billy Hargrove, Draco Malfoy, Harry Osborn, Peter Parker etc, because they all share the central theme of personal tragedy, abuse, absent/abusive parents, and eventual character redemption (at least when I write it.) It's helped me process many of my own traumas and get out some of the stuff that's been echoing in my head for too long. and idk what it is about us fic writers but we really do love torturing our fictional bois XD

4. Sex workers. This ones 'why' is complicated and lengthy, but at least half of my fics have a character that has/or is currently engaged in sex work so I think it qualifies as something I never get tired of writing.

3. Smut. I’ve been writing it for decades. Its fun for me, it brings me personal joy, and it brings me joy when other people enjoy it too. Probably says a lot about me as a person but whatever that's what writing is for. You gotta have some fun with it.

2. Slow Burn. You know, as a reader, sometimes slow burn drives me crazy. Especially when I’m in that mood. But I am also such a hopeless romantic for my characters from my favorite medias finding each other and growing a romance. I also love seeing what scenes other people see that stick out to them as “more than friendly” or have clear homoerotic subtext. that's the most fun angle for me to explore creatively, and sometimes when I'm hitting a wall, I'll go visit someone else’s written universe and see how my boys fall in love there =]

1. Queerness. It's no secret there is a SEVERE lack of queer representation in media. In all forms. As a consumer and queer myself, it's irritating, so I like exploring the universes we don't usually see on tv, in games, in movies, etc. It's like a fun gayer AU that lives and plays like a movie in my head, and sometimes, I write them down

this was fun! @babygirllinds, @disdaidal, @a-lovely-craziness, @youweremovingyourfeet, @mjanddeacy, @ariesbilly, @irishbeings

@ooo-protean-ooo, @ezra-starkiller, @pushbuttonkitty, @geekinglikeaboss @every-dayiwakeup @memes-saved-me

#i am so sorry if i missed you #know its not intentional I just have the attention span of a gnat #find me on ao3 #sunwarmed ash #this post was really hard to write for no reason whatsoever #anyway enjoy my monologuing #ash answers #max answers

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newhologram · 2 years

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10 years ago, I decided to put myself out there. I hit the ground running with no training or experience. My family expressed their doubts in me and suggested I do something "safer." I was still healing from extricating myself from multiple unhealthy friend groups and a year earlier I'd been officially diagnosed with my first "big" chronic illness. About a year after starting my career, my cat Cleo died from cancer and I was diagnosed with another. Then the next year, another. And another, and so on. Constant doctor appointments and trips to the ER for flare ups I couldn't manage. My entire career I have been sick at auditions, sick on set, taking hiatus every time my body needs time to recover. I'm on another hiatus right now trying to coordinate a complicated surgery. I'm in a lot of pain every day. I have a PET scan soon because my lymph nodes are enlarged. I'm scared. I was also closeted for most of my career. Back then, it still wasn't really as easy to be "out" in Hollywood, big or small, as queer and trans-nonbinary. Things have changed. These days, there are so many auditions where I can be myself. Even though I haven't worked much the past few years because of my health, I'm so happy looking back at the projects I've been able to do. I shouldn't have had to suffer so much in silence on set, throwing up in secret, hiding my symptoms, trying to time my pain meds so I could still function and drive home at wrap. But I feel proud. And I feel so loved. I think of all the times followers messaged me when they saw me in a random commercial or TV show. The support I get from kind people online has kept me going, especially when chronic illness, disability, and trauma has me isolated and unsure of my future. I hope that my health can get better so I can get back to it. In the meantime, I'm beaming with joy at past projects and the small personal projects I work on during my down time at home. Thank you for the support over the past 10 years. I've grown and healed so much because of it. I'm curious to find out what this next chapter of my life will be like. And I hope I can keep sharing it with you all. Petra gif by @disdaidal

#queer actor #disabled actor #nonbinary actor #petra forgewoman #model #face model work #work #summary of work

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lovebillyhargrove · 5 months

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*** Chapter 1

Billy has just jerked off to ❤️Harrington❤️