#kitt harrington

[idkwhatimdoing1981]

Eddie being a metal head tries to get Steve into his music which dosent go over well Steve tries to humor his boyfriend but just cant understand metal. That being said Steve does enjoy rock music and bands such as The Rolling Stones and Depeche Mode. But his first love will always be pop Steve is a big Madonna, Eartha Kitt and Michael Jackson fan. The song for Steve and Eddie's relationship is lovesong by The cure.

#stranger things headcanons #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #eddie munson x steve harrington #headcanon #steve has such a fruity taste in music #what straight man in the 80s listens to eartha kitt??

[rustedhearts]

santa baby (boxer!steve harrington x fem!librarian reader)

summary: a private christmas lavishly celebrated in the bedroom of hollywood’s new favorite ‘it’ couple.

uses she/her pronouns and female anatomy.

✶ the king of the ring (1993) ✶ christmas carols ✶ main masterlist

tags: fluff; some christmas smut; steve is so rich.

lovely adorable dividers by @chechelia

"santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree for me. been an awful good girl, santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight."

—santa baby, eartha kitt

malibu, california, december 1993

"And then Nike wants a photoshoot for their new shoe collection. They're requesting you as their face...but, I don't know, the deal is—"

"Angel, grab my lighter, please?"

You stood from your leather swivel chair, pushing it away from the conference table to head toward Steve's gym bag near the door. You pulled his lighter from the front pocket and handed it over to him, just as he slipped a Marlboro between his lips.

"Thanks, honey," he mumbled, reaching out to rub your thigh as you sat back down.

"As I was saying: Nike is offering a quarter mil for the deal, but I think we can squeeze more out of 'em. If they want to make a contract deal with you, we're gonna need more—"

"Who says I want a contract deal with Nike?" Steve interrupted gruffly.

You adjusted the necklace on your chest—a gorgeous golden locket from your first Christmas with Steve. You polished it regularly and kept it in its velvet case when not in use. But it was rare that it wasn't in use.

The meeting had been going on for two hours at this point. You were tired, bored, and already positive Christmas was going to be spent at a photoshoot for Nike in L.A. Your parents called last weekend and asked if they should set a place for you at the dinner table for Christmas—but just like Thanksgiving, you told her it was "unlikely."

And just like Thanksgiving, it broke your heart to hear her sigh.

"You'd be an idiot not to take it, Harrington, c'mon,” Mikey huffed.

Steve slid a glass ashtray closer to his side of the table and tapped his cigarette over the litter. "What d' you think, baby?"

You were still in a daze, fiddling with your necklace and checking the state of your manicured nails. Steve tapped your thigh to break you out of it.

Looking up, you glanced at Mikey quickly—noting his eye roll—before shrugging at Steve. "Oh, um...I don't know."

Huffing, Mikey held out his hand to silence you, and you tried not to burn at the dismissal. "Yeah, Steve, look—"

"You might wanna lower that hand if you wanna keep it, Mike," Steve cooly grumbled, taking another drag of the cigarette.

"Look, Steve, I think it's a good business decision. This is literally my job, man, but you gotta let me do it."

Steve hummed, inhaling through his teeth. When he exhaled, a stream of grey smoke furled from his nose.

"I'll think 'bout it."

He made quick work of stamping out his cigarette, pushing away from the table in his chair as it sizzled out. He pulled your chair out next, holding an empty palm upended for your waiting hand. You slid your fingers in the open space and flashed a small smile, grateful for his comfort in your obvious lack of it.

"Wait, guys—Steve, we're not done!" Mikey called after the pair of you as Steve made a path for the door.

Winding his arm around your shoulders, Steve pulled you in close by the crook of his elbow to plant a kiss on your head. "Ready to go home, angel?"

"Mhm."

Throwing a sly grin over his shoulder, Steve shrugged. "Looks like we’re done, Santorini."

Wrapped in a pair of pink silk pajamas, you lathered smooth vanilla cream over your feet, massaging the soreness from five-inch heels as Steve huffed and puffed over the bedroom carpet with every pushup. He counted under his breath between grunts, face screwed up with exertion. The muscles of his back flexed and tightened with every decline.

"I know—forty-five—you're—forty-six—watchin' me."

Cheeks swelling with warmth, you smiled down at your hands as you smoothed the rest of the lotion in. "Whatever."

Four pushups later, Steve hopped up from the floor and adjusted the front of his boxers, bulging with a distracting amount of fullness. The blue light of the television screen cast a sheen over the end of the bed spread, and Steve crawled over it to flop next to you. You let yourself smile again, reaching out to brush a clump of soft, shampooed hair out of his eyes.

"What's a' matter?" he mumbled into the mattress, cheek squished.

You shook your head, placing the lotion on the nightstand. "Nothing—"

"Don't lie."

A sigh shuttered through you. Fingers approached his hair again, delicately swooping and sweeping through—more a comfort for you than him, though he melted into the mattress.

“It’s silly…I just wish we could spend Christmas together.”

“We are,” Steve replied.

“You know what I mean. Without Mikey and Big, and random endorsement guys, or a million fans screaming and taking pictures. Just us. Like it used to be.” Your voice was smaller than you wanted.

You didn’t realize how sad the prospect of a Christmas spent with strangers and money-hungry people made you. You turned your eyes toward the television as a commercial for Campbell’s soup came on.

Steve stirred on the bed, bringing his cheek to rest on your bare thigh. He kissed it, greedy for the bare, clean flesh scented of bubble bath and shaving cream. His teeth scraped the tender space of your inner thigh and you squeaked.

“I know,” he muttered, pressing another gentle kiss.

A moment of silence passed between you. The television buzzed with muffled chatter and the bright, blaring colors of holiday advertisements. Steve rubbed a rough hand over your soft skin, and you leaned back into the silky pillows against the headboard as you massaged his hair.

“I know what will cheer you up.” Steve tapped your thigh twice before sliding off the bed.

Tucking your legs in, you watched him disappear through the french doors of the closet you shared. He rummaged for a few moments—the roll of drawers opening and closing—before reappearing with a gilded shopping bag stuffed with tissue paper. It was far too neat for Steve’s heavy hands, but the thought of him asking a clerk for gift wrap made you smile.

“For me?” You pressed your hand to your chest and grinned coyly.

Steve placed it on the bed before you. “Well, open it and see.”

“It’s not Christmas ye—“

Steve placed his hands on his hips and fixed you with an arched brow. You plucked the tissue paper from the bag with a giggle. The paper revealed a black shoe box in the bottom of the bag, and once retrieved and placed in your lap, you removed the lid and came to a pair of mint green Mary Jane pumps.

“Oh, Steve,” you cooed, picking one up. It was sleek and gorgeous. “They’re beautiful.”

Steve kept his bottom lip firmly between his teeth to hide his smile. But seeing the warmth that gathered on your face, the brightness in your eyes—Steve wanted nothing more than to keep you this happy for as long as he could.

“Y’ like ‘em?”

“Love them, Stevie. Thank you.” Cradling the shoe close to your chest, you looked up to smile at Steve—but caught the back of him rushing into the closet again.

“Steve? Where are you going?”

“Hang on!”

Paper rustling followed Steve’s wobble as he reappeared with an armful of bags and boxes, some wrapped with velvet bows and others bare. You pressed up to your knees and watched him place them near the small, slim Christmas tree in the corner of your bedroom by the window. He huffed once all were dropped on the floor.

You crawled the length of the bed and peeked over the edge toward the tree. “Those are…all for me?”

Steve always spoiled you, especially on holidays and anniversaries, but this was a new extreme. Maybe it was the few months spent apart earlier this year that made him want to adore you more. A newfound appreciation for you and your love, and a new desire to express it the best he knew how.

“Yeah,” Steve scoffed, pushing his hair away from his forehead. “C’mon, open ‘em.”

“But what about Christmas?”

Steve scratched at the nape of his neck, sighing. The sourness of his expression made you drop back on your heels. He stepped over your presents to come near the end of the bed, hands bracing your cheeks.

“Would you hate me if we celebrated early? Because…you’re right, baby, we won’t be able to spend it alone. Mikey wants me to do all these shoots and stupid shit, and I have trainin’ and shit—“

“Okay,” you interrupted, throwing a sweet smile up his way. “As long as I get you all to myself right now.”

Steve pulled you up, the heel of his palms tucked under your jaw. His mouth devoured yours, tongue and teeth and warm lips. "M' all yours, angel."

When your lips were buzzing and numb from his mouth, Steve hoisted you off the bed and spun you around. Giggles subsided, you took in the array of colors near the tree.

"Well, if it's Christmas then you need your presents, too," you told him, and you scampered off toward the guest room down the hall before he could object.

You returned with your own bags and boxes for Steve—and though you felt terrible that there were half as many, you knew Steve would be just as happy with a sparkly red bow on your ass as his only gift.

And in the true spirit of Christmas, you slipped to the kitchen and concocted an array of lavish snacks and treats meant for the holiday specifically. Wine, champagne, cheeses, expensive French chocolates, cured meats, and you even splurged on a little caviar. Well. Steve did.

You made your own little Christmas in the comfort of your bedroom, clad in a pair of tiny silk pajamas that Steve kept tugging at. You fed him chocolates and licked the remnants from the corner of his mouth, and he wound his fingers in the back of your hair and pulled tight when he just couldn't help it anymore.

"Mm...Steve...let go," you giggled, smushed against his mouth by his iron hold.

Steve chased after your lips with a playful nip. "Nah, I want you...right here." He peppered more firm kisses between words.

Kisses that tasted like rich dark chocolate and bright, bubbly champagne.

"But I want you...oh!...to open some presents, too."

Steve groaned from his place in your neck, nuzzling and licking. "Just a little longer."

You wound your fingers in his hair and laughed, allowing yourself to be pulled into his lap. He tugged you down against him and latched onto your throat. Groans and whines muffled the transatlantic accents of the old Hollywood movie on the tv behind you. Steve’s bulge was stiffening against the satin bow of your pajamas.

“Steve,” you whined. “C’mon, open your g-gifts.”

Steve lifted off your neck with a wet pop, leaving a ring of saliva and swollen tooth marks in his leave.

He rubbed his thumb over the sore patch of flesh and raised his head to catch your eyes. “Fine.”

He kept you planted firmly in his lap as he tore the wrappings and ribbon off various boxes and bags, kissing your cheek and neck and mouth as his own version of gratitude with every one. You wrapped the Ralph Lauren tie around his neck and let it hang loosely, spritzed the cologne on his chest and kissed the seasoned skin, and even stuck a silver bow on the top of his head.

"Thank you, angel," Steve murmured with another gentle kiss. "But you know what my favorite gift is?"

You quirked a brow and slipped your arms over his shoulders. "What's that?"

Steve took the shiny bow from his head and placed it in his palm. You watched as he brought it behind you, a grin toying on your lips while you waited for it to touch your own head. Instead, a resounding smack echoed through the room, and a sting gathered in your ass. Steve smacked the bow on with a heavy hand, and you jolted upright in his lap with a gasp. Grabbing a handful of flesh, Steve gave it a jiggle and grinned sideways.

“You.”

Surging forward, you planted a sticky kiss on his mouth. Steve, unable to contain himself, pushed to his knees and hoisted you with him. Soon, you were splayed flat on the mess of wrapping paper and ribbon, a pair of rough hands working the buttons on your silk. Your fingers dragged through his hair as he tugged your little shorts down, writhing and whimpering as his hot breath fanned new patches of skin.

He drew a line of kisses between your breasts and down your stomach, causing your fingers to twist tightly in his hair as your core clenched. His tongue circled your navel, causing you to giggle and twist away, tickled by his hot breath and wet appendage. Steve chuckled at your reaction, wide hands bracing your waist.

He dipped down to place himself between your legs, but you tightened your hands in his hair and tugged him up. Steve furrowed his brows, crawling up toward your face.

“What’s wrong—“

“Nothing, nothing,” you panted, clawing at his firm, muscular chest. “Just want you. Want you now, please, Steve.”

Amusement lightened his features once more, brow quirking up. “Aw,” he chuckled. “You just can’t wait, huh, baby? You need me that bad?”

“Uh-huh! Please, please—“

Steve kissed your babbling mouth, pulling his boxers down. “Shh. It is Christmas, angel. It’d be naughty of me to make you wait.”

You giggled breathily as he hooked your legs over his hips. “R-right. Like that’s ever stopped y—oh!”

Steve pressed until his pelvis pressed against yours, elbows crinkling a bag beside your head as he hovered. His palm cupped over the crown of your head, leveling your gazes.

“It can stop me now, too, honey,” he muttered. “S’ you better be good, hmm?”

“‘M good,” you mumbled, head bobbing up and down. Your thighs were already quaking. “‘M always good.”

Steve gently kissed your mouth again. Another at the corner where your mouth creased, so gentle and sweet.

“Yeah you are,” he whispered.

But enough talking. Steve wanted to devour you, and he snatched at your hands to slide them over your head as his hips began to move. Fingers intertwined and clutching tight, you held on with all your might as he fed pleasure in and out. You did nothing to silence your whines and cries, and he grunted into your neck in time. He was slow and languid, deeper and deeper every time he came back.

“Kiss me, kiss me, please,” you huffed with need.

Steve slid his mouth across your cheek and latched onto your own. You sighed against his lips with relief. Moans echoed into each other’s mouths, refusing to release the other as his thrusts grew frantic.

When he spilled into you, he gasped sharply against your cheek. You shuddered and writhed as warmth flooded you, and stroked his hair lazily when he fell down.

“Christ,” he groaned, cheek squished against your chest. “Fuckin’ Christmas angel.”

You giggled breathily and kissed his temple. “I think that was all you, handsome.”

Steve snickered, nipping at your breast and causing you to squeal. “I’ll take that. C’mon, flip over. Wanna play with you a ‘lil more.”

“Steve,” you laughed, and he lifted up to frown.

“Come on, angel, it’s Christmas,” he huffed.

“Only if I get to wear some of my new stuff.”

Steve immediately sat back, wiping sweat from his head. “Fuck yeah, baby. C’mon, go, go.”

He smacked at your ass as you crawled toward your new lingerie piled near the tree, and you fell into a mess of giggles as you collected them.

You scampered into the bathroom, and Steve chuckled to himself when he heard all your giggling. He snatched the bottle of champagne from the floor and poured another glass, easing back on his elbow to watch the door for your appearance. He grabbed the Polaroid from the bench at the end of the bed and pulled it open, aiming for the door.

When you appeared, the flash shuttered through the room like a white snap. Steve tossed the Polaroid toward the mess of gifts beside him and grinned as you twirled.

“Look beautiful, baby. C’mere, lemme get a better look.”

You crawled your way over in a ruffled mint green teddy and matching panties, and Steve snapped another photo of your arched back.

An early Christmas wasn’t so bad after all.

#rolly! #boxer!steve harrington #boxer!steve #steve harrington #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington fandom #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x y/n smut #steve harrington x y/n fluff #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader

[thefreakandthehair]

I am still absolutely floored by the response to Lex's Spicy Six Winter Fic Challenge!

As a result of the outpouring of interest, I've had to separate prompts into two post because tumblr is a jerk and has an @ limit per post. I tried to condense things BUT, this fandom is truly too headstrong to be held back by rules. I love that for us. That's my long way of saying:

PLEASE GO BY YOUR MENTION RATHER THAN ANY NUMBERS YOU MAY HAVE HAD BEFORE.

UNCLAIMED PROMPTS HERE!

I've organized claimed prompts in two different posts by name, rather than by number for the sake of clarity. You'll be tagged, so you shouldn't have any issues finding your's but if for some reason it's not on this list, check PROMPTS: PART 2!

Prompts: Part 1 below the cut!

@rogersharringtons: “I’ve never seen this much snow before.” + steddie

@munsonsblacknailpolish: “I’m fucking freezing.” + stargyle

@newton-pulsifer: “You look really cute in my clothes.” + ronance// Proposal. + steddie // It’s A Wonderful Life. + jargyle // Santa Claus Is Coming To Town, by Bruce Springsteen + steddie

@hexmionegranger: “Are you gonna help me or just stand there?” + steddie

@starorbs: “I guess it’s a miracle.” + steddie @stevethehairington: “How much mistletoe did you put up?” + steddie

@steveshairychest: “You’re definitely the only person I would do this for.” + steddie

@eyesofshinigami: “It was fun, right? Come on, you can just admit it.” + steddie & background characters

@ethereal27cereal: “You don’t put marshmallows in your hot chocolate? Are you a serial killer or something?”+ eddie & reader

@withacapitalp: “Here, take my coat.” + spicy six pairings

@henrystars: I know you hate the holidays, but…” + steddie

@stevesbipanic: “Um, I got you something.” / “You got me something?” + steddie w/ background jargyle & ronance

@fruityfourgalore: “Do you have every Christmas song memorized?” + steddie // The heat goes out– oh no! + ronance

@sharpbutsoft : “I thought you said you could ice skate!” + steddie

@dangerdenim: “I slipped on ice.”  + steddie

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll : “That is definitely the ugliest sweater. You win.” + spicy six

@moviefreaksworld: “I’ve never sledded before.” +ronance

@fruityfour: “It doesn’t seem right that everything is dead in the winter except for these germs.” + ronance // "I love it..." / "No, no you hate it." + steddie // "How can you be smiling this early in the morning?" + steddie

@fairysteve: "All these lights, and not a single one is flickering. That's a nice change of pace, huh?" + steve harrington

@judasofsuburbia: "Will you dance with me?" + ronance // Blue Christmas, by Elvis + steddie

@ruthofrhythm: "I'm not blushing! It's just cold!" + steddie

@sparklyslug: "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were just trying to hold my hand." + steddie

@cassaloopa: "I may have used too much glitter." + steddie

@rustonyourfingers: "Why is your tongue stuck to this pole? You didn't... oh no, you did." + steddie

@toburnup: "Oh my God, it's snowing." + steddie

@harringtonisms: "Why is decorating so hard?" + steddie

@songbvrd: "Did you buy out the Christmas section at the store?" + jargyle // Last Christmas, by Wham! + steddie // Santa, Baby, by Eartha Kitt (or Madonna’s cover) + ronance // Ornaments + steddie

@kirstindunst: "Do you want to borrow mine?" + ronance // Mulled wine. + steddie

@strawberryspence: "Alright, they ran out of hot chocolate so we're gonna have to share." + steddie

@figbian: “Do these lights come to life and fucking tangle themselves in the box?” + platonic stobin

@hotluncheddie: "Let's just stay here, watch the snow a little longer." + steddie

@markcat: "I like it out here. It's peaceful." + ronance

@wearing-tearing: "I may have used too much glitter" + ronance

@thefreakandthehair: "You'll never guess what I just saw in the sky!" + steddie

#lexswinterficchallenge

[the-ravenclaw-werewolf]

Actually, now that I have thought it over, I think it would be better to add live action TV adaptations to possible candidates for the 40, but for characters from Live Action TV Shows.

I would include...

Jon Snow from Game of Thrones

Shawn Spencer from Psych

Michael Scott or Jim Halpert from The Office

Leslie Knope or Ron Swanson from Parks and Rec

Edmund Blackadder or Baldrick from Blackadder

Neil from The Young Ones

and Gilligan from Gilligan's Island

What live action TV Shows would you pick?

There were so many shows that it was so hard to pick! But I did my best:

The Addams Family (1964): Gomez or Mortica

BBC Sherlock: John Watson (I know there are some who don’t like this version, but I like the idea of John becoming even more badass and getting a leg up on Sherlock).

Good Omens: Aziraphale or Crowley 

Merlin: Merlin of Arthur (I’m just imagining Arthur being surrounded by modern technology and calling it “sorcery!”)

House MD: House

Gilligan's Island: Gilligan

M*A*S*H: Hawkeye or Klinger (Look, the man KILLED IT in those dresses and was committed!)

Star Trek: The Original Series: Kirk or Spock

The Nanny: Fran or Niles

The Golden Girls: Rose or Dorothy or Sophia or Blanche (Listen, for so long I have wanted to see Niles from The Nanny and Sophia go toe to toe in an insult competition, so this is the closest I can get!)

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air: Will Smith

Knight Rider (1982): Michael Knight or KITT (Can you imagine three of the people waking up in a room only to find a talking car with them as well?)

Dexter: Dexter

Fringe: Olivia or Walter or Peter

Stranger Things: Steve Harrington (The babysitter needs to be prepare) or El

Doctor Who: Tenth Doctor

Supernatural: Sam or Dean or Castiel

The Good Doctor: Shaun Murphy

Breaking Bad: Walter White or Jesse Pinkman

The Handmaid's Tale: June Osborne

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Buffy

Roswell (1999): Liz Parker or Max Evans

Fleabag: Fleabag

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel: Miriam Maisel

Orange Is The New Black: Piper Chapman

Psych: Shawn Spencer

The Office: Michael Scott or Jim Halpert

Parks and Rec: Leslie Knope or Ron Swanson

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: Jake Peralta or Ray Holt

MacGyver (1985): Angus MacGyver

NCIS: Leroy Gibbs

Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid

The X-Files: Dana Scully or Fox Mulder

Full House: Jesse Katsopolis or Danny Tanner or Joey Gladstone

Corner Gas: Brent

Downton Abbey: Charles Carson

Monk: Adrien Monk

The Queen's Gambit: Beth Harmon

Columbo: Columbo

Murder, She Wrote: Jessica Beatrice Fletcher

#main character syndrome (with exceptions) #the 40 #the_ravenclaw_werewolf #ask & answer #hulkchloron99 #tv show 40

[voguecovers]

▪️Vogue Magazine, December 2022

cover star the actress and singer Jennifer Lopez @jlo • Photographer Annie Leibovitz @annieleibovitz • styled Alex Jordan Harrington @alex_jordan_harrington • written @robertjhaskell.

| @jlo wearing a @valentino dress

- as a tribute to photographer Gordon Parks’s iconic photo essay of the legendary performer Eartha Kitt (LIFE, 1952)

...

Vogue Magazine Cover

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#vogue magazine cover #vogue us #jennifer lopez #vogue cover #vogue magazine #annie leibovitz #fashion photography #cover magazine #cover vogue #vogue #magazine #covervogue #photographer #magazine covers #cover shoot #maison valentino #valentino #gordon parks #eartha kitt #life 1952 #magazine vogue cover #vogue cover magazine #cover story #december #December issue #vogue december #jlo #Annie Leibowitz #love is in the air

[solradguy]

If there was a live action Guilty Gear series, would you watch it? I don’t think it would work as an adaption of the series proper, but I think an anthology series might be cool. Like an three part episode about Ky writing an autobiography that flashes back and forth between present and past. I think it would be fun

If you would watch it, is there anyone you’d want to play Sol Badguy? Daisuke would work, and yet…I’m tempted to say a Western Actor for humor’s sake. I’m not an expert, but a man named Kitt Harrington looks angry in every photo I see of him without a beard so I think he could work, yet too happy with a beard. That’s the requirement for me.

Also, I think Ky Kiske should be played by the person who voiced Ferb in Phineas and Ferb

I'd watch it out of morbid curiosity (UNLESS I hear that it's SUPER bad beforehand, like the Dark Tower movie lol) but I think it has a high a chance to turn out really, really, bland. They'd have to let the director(s) get avant garde as hell with it or it'd get compressed down into a generic action series, like how Doom Annihilation did. An anthology series would be cool though or maybe something based on a specific part of GG's lore like the Crusades. Some of the official manga are anthologies and I like how they turned out. A bunch of short n sweet stories that get wrapped up neatly without poking the lore too much.

There's no way Daisuke could get jacked enough to play Sol hahah I'd be REALLY surprised if he never thought about who he'd like to play a live action Sol though. Kitt Harrington could be interesting. He played Jon Snow in Game of Thrones and I don't think he could get Sol's aggression down, but he could probably be done up to look like him really well. I don't watch a lot of movies/shows though so I can't come up with anyone specific that I'd want to see play him specifically...

Honestly though, I do think the more obscure people they had work on something like this the better. They gotta get weird with it. Like totally out of what usually does good on TV and take huge wild risks. They can't shy away from stuff like Dizzy's parents being brunet Billy Zabka and a girl Gundam with a huge blue dick of steel or it isn't real Guilty Gear. The directors gotta get in there and make someone say, with a straight face, that Asuka shot burning hot Gear seed directly into Sol's throat. I NEED them to talk about stuff like Millia's hair being a sentient being named after power metal band Angra.

LMFAO Thomas Sangster would be a great Ky

#asks

[wintercorrybriea]

kitt harrington saying his brother works for the red bull race team 👎🏾

[huntingingoodwill]

The way I’m currently obsessed with the song Santa baby

I WISH I’D GET HALF THE THINGS SHE ASKED FOR

I was thinking it’d be real fun if you could perhaps write a fic where reader is in a very scandalous Santa fit 🙈 singing the song to Steve 😭😭

Like why even be with a rich guy if he can’t give you Tiffany and vintage convertibles🙄

-😊💕

i love santa baby. 2nd best christmas song of all time (1st is all i want for christmas is you bc duh) ESPECIALLY the eartha kitt version. a classique. im ready for the deed to a platinum mine.

that is so cute 😭 unfortunately i don’t think im gonna be writing christmas fics this year but i wholly endorse anything that involves spending steve harrington’s money

#asks

[karie99]

I'm just waiting for Tumblr to go crazy after the release of Eternals in november.

Wait for it .... It will be a fuc***g FanWar.

I'm soooo impatient !!!

So....team Kitt ? Or team Richard ?

#eternals #tumblr #fandom #fan wars #kitt Harrington #richard madden #release in theater #wait for it #can not wait

[billynsteveharringgrove]

The crew spend Christmas Eve at Will's house because come on they're basically just a family anyways. Christmas Eve warrants eating a way too big dinner, early presents and singing along to Christi music all night. Steve does this bit while Joyce and Hopper are cooking dinner where he dresses up as Santa and gives all the kids small presents him, Nancy, Jonathan and Billy all put in for. Santa Baby comes on as Billy is arriving and he sees the perfect opportunity with Steve all dressed up.

"Santa baby slip a sable under the tree for me Billy mouths to him across the room

"I've been an awful good girl" Billy starts swaying his hips in his direction

"Think of all the fun I've missed" He's made it to him by this point, dancing like a fool on the way over

"I think of all the fellas" he kisses his neck "that I haven't kissed" he's sitting on his lap facing him

By this point Steve is resisting a little cos the kids are there but he's also not hating it

"Next year I'll be just as good" he licks from his collar bone to about half way up his neck as everyone else watched in horror

"Come and trim my Christmas tree" Billy is kissing him on the lips now with his hands on his shoulders and Jonathan has had enough and tries to pull Billy off but Billy just pushed him away with one hand without ever taking his lips off Steve's face.

You get the idea it was inappropriate for the kids but then Joyce walks in to tell everyone dinners ready and B O I she was not happy. She grabs billy by the waist and calls for Hopper. Hopper takes him outside and gives him a stern talk about keeping it PG in front of kids and honestly in front of other people full stop

#harringove #billyxsteve #stevexbilly #christmas #santa baby #christmas eve #stranger things #st #billy hargove #steve harrington #eartha kitt #harringgrove

[asoiaf-artbrdr]

Jon Snow

Making Jon as I imagined him was a long process. For one thing, I've never thought Kitt Harrington looked especially like the Jon I pictured! So I was very conscious throughout of if the portrait's features looked too much like the actor. At the same time, I wanted strong resemblance to my other Stark portraits. I'm really happy with where it ended up!

I'm always trying to make my portraits aged appropriately to their book basis... I think Jon looks the right age, and that just really brings to the forefront how much responsibility he has to shoulder. He's not the only character of his age in a leadership position - I was similarly shaken by my Dany portraits, truth be told.

Anyways, I know a portrait of Jon was on a wishlist or two! Sorry for the wait, and I hope you enjoy it!

#jon snow #house stark #night's watch #asoiaf fanart #valyrianscrolls #artbreeder #megamikenzie #queue better believe it

[funnypages]

FYI, this is who Kitt Harrington is playing in The Eternals 

#Eternals #marvel #black knight #dane whitman #comic history #kit harington

[nachosforfree]

After doing research I’ve concluded that you have kitt Harrington hair and Seth rogen face. This is the closest approximation I can provide given my general lack of knowledge on celebrities and their names ~ Elliott/Loki ♣️

SETH ROGEN?!?!!?!?!?!?

#asks

[edith-moonshadow]

Harringrove black mirror episode uss callister au. billy copies the minds of people who wrong him in the real world and make them do whatever he wants all while trapped in the world of his favorite 80s fantasy tv show.

Spoilers for Black Mirror: USS Callister (2017)

Hi, I really enjoyed this episode of Black Mirror, it’s dark but with a happy ending (well for most of the characters) and I’m a huge Star Trek nerd (especially the original series Star Trek) so it was fun on many levels. I like the idea of a Billy who copies people who have wronged him in the real world and then he can do whatever he wants to them in his own little world. And with this concept, you can explore so much whether it’s Billy centric or Harringrove. Thinking about the episode I can imagine him treating it like his own personal therapy, and for fans of Billy too, I think everyone wants to see Neil punished in some way as in canon it feels like he got to walk away Scott free, almost like he was a footnote that the writers used for one scene to explain something then forgot about 🤔🤔🤔

So I’m just going to use Star Trek here but you can substitute it with any fantasy show you want for example Quantum Leap (1989-1994) fun for history buffs and Billy making people be a different person each time, maybe he could decide whether he wants to save them or he could force Steve to be Sam and Billy is Al. Making Billy the only real person Steve can interact with.

Or go a little crazy with something like Knightrider(1982-1986) I can’t help thinking that Billy would be Michael and he’d force Steve to be KITT, Beauty and the Beast (1987-1993) you could play this either way but maybe Billy as Vincent and Steve as Catherine (part therapy part romance), Manimal (1983) Billy turning into animals to help the police solve crimes or like a horror anthology series like Tales From The Crypt, Tales From The Darkside or Monsters where he forces his enemies to live through horrific stories where they get punished. This might be getting into crackfic territory but what was 1980’s fantasy television if not a crackfic? The ‘80s was a weird time 💁🏼‍♀️💁🏼‍♀️💁🏼‍♀️

Billy was obsessed with Star Trek when he was younger, he used to watch reruns with his parents every week before things got too bad between them but once his mom left he found it hard to watch. Filled with too many painful memories.

Then in the 80’s it gets a reboot of sorts and he ends up watching it, even though he would never admit it to anyone and it feels familiar but different. He starts to dream about a utopian society where everything would have order and meaning, he would be a member of Starfleet going on adventures and discovering new worlds. Thus fantasy becomes even more important when his dad marries Susan and he's expected to fall in line so they can be a perfect family.

Billy loses himself in Star Trek but he also works hard in school so that one day he can finally escape his real-life nightmare.

He excels at computers and especially coding and finally develops the Enterprise, a revolutionary new VR game that will change everything, all he needs is the capital. Through connections at college, he's introduced to a bunch of rich kids who have no ideas of their own all they have is their inherited wealth and connections. Billy remains engrossed in his code but he can’t help being fascinated by Steve Harrington even though he is a stuck up rich kid who looks down on him and they go into business together and with Steve’s connections they become a great success.

Steve is the face of the business, he is charming and friendly to everyone but still mostly ignores Billy who he treats mostly like another employee. Billy wants so much more from their relationship, not just romantic but to also be treated like an equal as without him there would be no business. They spar regularly as Billy wants his code to be perfect and Steve is only interested in making money.

After a particularly explosive fight between them Billy can’t help feeling out of control, what if things were different and that their roles were reversed, if Steve had to recognise his contribution and treat him as an equal, he becomes fixated on the idea and in his spare time he develops code to create a world of his own, one where he would be in complete control. He also researches DNA and figures out how to replicate someone perfectly in his make-believe world.

Once these are both complete he waits for the perfect opportunity to steal Steve’s DNA, sneaking into his office to steal a coffee cup. He set up the programme to run and waited with bated breath for it to complete. It isn’t complete by that night and he goes into work with it weighing heavily on his mind. He can’t help paying extra attention to Steve that day, feeding his imagination, every time he’s ignored or he sees him spending time with other people in the way that he doesn’t with Billy, he thinks about when he’ll get home and have his own world.

When he gets home he is filled with excitement, almost sick with it as it churns in his stomach, he boots up the game, he’s modelled it after the enterprise but this version will be offline, a space for him only, he has designed his costume after that of a Starfleet captain and when he enters the bridge he finds a confused and angry Steve Harrington as his first officer. Billy is in complete control of everything, he is essentially God but Steve has retained his personality and memories and still treats him like he’s better than him. It takes a long time for Billy to subdue Steve but finally, he learns how to bend him to his will and it makes his experiences with the real Steve a little easier to bear. However, Steve’s attitude towards him has bled out to the other employees and soon he’s stealing other people’s DNA and putting them through the same thing.

Then something changes in the real world. Maybe a new person starts and they capture Steve’s eye or they have to work a little closer on a project together and Billy realises that his frustration towards Steve runs so deep because of how deeply he’s fallen for him but he knows that Steve will never reciprocate. Maybe after this time, he starts becoming more amorous towards the fake Steve, maybe plays out some old fantasy style tropes where Steve is in danger and the only one who can save him is Billy through his genius.

Could have Steve and Billy after this time grow closer, they spend more time together even after the project and Steve apologises, he was just trying to impress his dad with his great business skills and be more like him so that maybe he’d finally show him some respect but after successfully setting up this business with Billy he doesn’t want to be that way, it’s not who he is. He could finally acknowledge Billy’s contributions and promise to be better and to his shock he is and because of how much everyone loves Steve they start to treat Billy differently.

As he and Steve grow closer Billy becomes conflicted about the online world he’s created, there he has moulded Steve into what he wants but what if he could have it in real life, something real and tangible, can he let go of the fantasy for a slim chance at it being a reality? How would Steve react if he ever found out the truth?

You could also have something like Billy running it as a date like simulation for Steve. So he’s obsessed with him in reality but can’t get Steve to pay attention but he has a copy of Steve that he can date over and over until he figures out the best way to approach real Steve. Also side note Nanette Cole gave me strong Steve vibes, her hair, big does eyes, brave, loyal and willing to tell Daly where to go (plus Steve in her Starfleet uniform, no just me?) 💁🏼‍♀️💁🏼‍♀️💁🏼‍♀️

You could also treat this as a story that works as a character exploration of Billy, so you could set it during canon for example and it’s not a big game available to anyone it’s just Billy who is a computer genius on his home computer (could stay in the 80’s even though DNA technology wouldn’t be anywhere near proficient but it’s a story so you can do whatever you want, time and reality has no meaning), he has no control in his everyday life due to his dad’s abuse so anyone who wrongs him or who he just wants some control over he steals their DNA and places them in his own universe where he is essentially God, he can explore anything he wants, he can be mean or nice, he can kill and bring them back, it helps him feel that semblance of control missing in his life and the possibilities of how he is in this story are endless.

With that in mind, it’s a story that can be bittersweet, dark, a fun adventure type story (you could introduce elements from Star Trek, like the holodeck so really Billy and whoever he’s with can go on lots of mini-adventures within this one story), really you can do anything you like 💜💜💜

#anon ask #black mirror au

[siremasterlawrence]

A anonymous request like and reblog please.

Part 1

Kit Harrington thought himself so hot

as he flex in the mirror so excited at his recent gains.

He freaks out jumping back at his mirror image starts to move on its own and the room heats up.

Suddenly the mirror begins to fog up cover the entire surge is clear white haze except for that.

A spiral appears instantly ensnaring Kit as he is unable to move his body at all .

His mind lock Inside of him like a shell when another enters the door behind him locking them in.

“Excellent! I will claim this body as my own soon enough mwahahaha.” The voice is soft echoing all over.

Kits face so seriously enchanted he can’t ever be free of who or what this man says.

“Hear me Kitt, hear my voice and let me in.” The man says rubbing his temples.

The man closes his eyes as Kit does the same to him.

——————

Kit can’t believe his eyes the man appears before him fading in and out.

The man begins to stroll to his side with the man’s power at his side.

His muscles grow a piece at time quickly morphing in a transitional period:

I can see his nipples begin to perk up at the expanding definition of his upper chest

No longer a timid definition of his body his muscles perk up growing a bit at a time.

“What are you doing to me?” He tries to question me.

“Shut up.” The man says spinning to face his front with his back.

His body becomes invisible fading in to Kits body.

Outside his eyes glow brightly with a purple hue, and Kits mind falls back.

——-

The new body shines brightly in the light of the moon as night dawns.

A second looking in the mirror causes Kitt to reevaluate his situation.

The man modeling his new body smile and winks at him.

His cock is strong as it springs back to life automatically to full length.

“Clearly, you like what you see and want more.” The man states snapping his finger

The room glows bright with vanilla white light flushing everything out.

“That is better.” The man states fully in control as Kit stands secondary.

Walking on the set of the new Marvel

movie The Eternals.

Kit’s smile grows a bit losing the last of his control enjoying the wonder of submission.

———————-

The entire crew is dazzling at Kit for some unknown reason.

Their is nothing more impressive to them right now.

Their focal point is on his body sparkling over him and all they can do it approach.

“Hey Kit.” Richard Madden states all in a smile.

“Hey Rich.” The man’s eyes clock in to orb of whites.

“What’s up?” Kit ask shoving him in to a room.

I laugh a bit at the facial expression of shock coming out of him.

“Fool.” Kit knocks him out on to the floor happily.

Kit shuts the controls on the room down as he gets ready to fight.

The end.

[nelson-riddle-me-this]

TAG GAME: 10 Shuffle Songs

Thank to @thevintagious and @hildy-dont-be-hasty for tagging me :D

You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to! Put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people. No skipping!

I don’t have a favorite playlist (most of mine are either highly-thematic or organizational [e.g.Come Fly With Me-esque globetrotting, Verve records recordings, or music from Warner Bros. movies, sessions Emil Richards played on, etc.) so here’s a shuffle from the like 50 days of music I have in my iTunes library.

1. Opus One / The Four Freshmen / off Stars In Our Eyes (1961)

I love the punchy brass backings on this record (arranged by I think either Dick Reynolds or Bill Holman), though something about The Four Freshmen’s vocal harmonies is weird for me. I much prefer the Hi-Lo’s for group-vocal harmony, but still this is a fun song and the arrangement and playing make up for my  lack of enthusiasm for the FF.

2. “You’ll Never Know “ / Eartha Kitt / off The Romantic Eartha (1962)

 I love Eartha Kitt, she’s amazing on sexy swingers and in foreign languages, but her limited vocal abilities make a straightforward love ballad like this a poor fit for her and the arrangement’s kinda dull.

3. “Saudade de Bahia” / The Paul Winter Sextet / off Count Me In: 1962 & 1963 (50th Anniversary Anthology)

A thrift CD I picked up last year, it’s solid early-60s jazz combo work. 

4. “Gigi ” / Louis Jordan / from the soundtrack to Gigi (1958)

I really love this song, and though I prefer Steve Lawrence’s version, this original’s pretty good too - even if Louis Jordan isn’t much of a singer. I have 2 versions of this soundtrack - the 1st is a crappy 80s CD, and the 2nd is a Sony Music expanded edition. The cover for that one wasn’t really different than what I already had, so I made this red album cover edit so I could tell them apart in iTunes.

5. “Tem Mais Samba” / Quarteto Em Cy / off Bossa Nova Sua História Sua Gente (1975)

This is one of my favorite recordings from this 70s Bossa Nova collection I picked up at my university’s library. The vocal harmonies are rich, the song’s groovy, and I love those flute falls. Highly-recommended!

6. “When Love Breaks Down” / Prefab Sprout / off Two Wheels Good  (1985) [released in the UK as Steve McQueen] 

Okay FINALLY something that’s not mid-century jazz/traditional pop. This is my favorite song by the band Prefab Sprout, which I got turned-on to by one of my professors after I asked him for 80s pop recommendations to go with my Steve Harrington Halloween costume 2 yrs ago. Great song.

7. “Attaboy” / Stuart Duncan, Chris Thile, Edgar Meyer & Yo-Yo Ma / off The Goat Rodeo Sessions (2011)

This was a free Starbucks download  my mom got back when they used to give out iTunes song cards every week or so. It’s cool kinda Irish/Celtic’y stuff, even if that’s not a style I’m usually in the mood for, it’s cool.

8. “The Mirror” / Jerry Goldsmith / Star Trek: Nemesis soundtrack (2002)

I’ve never listened to this album. Cool track. Some of the synth work is really dated, but it’s Jerry Goldsmith so musically it’s still good. Not a track I think I’ll be listening to a lot. The ‘chase’ish section towards the end is neat.

9. “Peaks and Valleys” / Alan Silvestri / off the CHIPs Season 2 soundtrack (1978-9)

Groovy disco-pop-cop underscore. I’m here for it.

10. “A New Hope” / Aaron Wheeler & Robert Bagshaw / KPM Music: Uplifting Strings & Beats (2011)

Some libary/stock music I was given by one’a my professors last year as sample listening for an assignment where I wrote a stock cue in this style according to a brief my prof. got from a real library music co. It’s poppy stock music...

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