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cavinginhisfvce · 2 years
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if billy not babygirl why babygirl shape????
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myrkky · 2 years
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Billy trying his best to flirt, and poor Steve being confused
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batsbratsandbarbedwire · 11 months
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I need more of Steve Harrington beating the ever loving shit out of a demogorgon and then getting put on his knees and called babygirl.
Lots of yall forget babygirl's a badass.
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hgrve · 1 year
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froof-of-the-loof · 2 years
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A compilation of Steve Harrington screencaps
#for science
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Uni is kicking my ass rn, so here are some Billy WIPS I started and scrapped during this semester
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billys-pretty-babe · 1 year
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Morning Sun
Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Reader
Summary : Waking up beside Billy was one of your favorite things in the entire world, especially the way his skin looked in the morning sun.
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Warnings : Suggestive comments, swearing, brief mention of Billy having to protect himself from Neil
Word count : 704
A/N : It's nearly midnight, I have classes in seven-ish hours but I feel bad after not writing and publishing for a few days.
The birds woke you up along with someone's dad mowing their yard and children screaming in the cul-de-sac of Cherry Lane. The Mayfield-Hargrove family was all out of town besides Billy, left behind to watch the house. You gently rolled over because Billy was a light sleeper, he had to be when Neil was around, and you didn't want to wake him.
Billy laid on his stomach, his limbs strewn about in the small bed, one leg hanging off the bed, one of his pillows on the bedside table near his lamp. The sun lit up the room and hit Billy's skin as you traced his soft back muscles before he clenched his fists, flexing the muscles as he noisily stretched, his back cracking in a few spots along with his shoulders.
He made a soft sound and nuzzled into the one pillow that remained on his side of his bed. "Where'd my pillow go," he asked as his words slurred. You laughed and leaned over him to grab his pillow. "Lift your head." He lifted his head and you placed the pillow under him, moving his hair so he wouldn't pull it before he laid his head back down. He rolled over to look at you, his eyes hazy, sleep still heavy in them and he lovingly smiled at you, placing his warm palm on your cheek.
"You been awake long?" You shook your head, "Three minutes at most." He nodded and lifted his left arm, inviting you to lay close to him and you smiled before scooting to him as you cuddled up to him, throwing your leg over his waist. He kissed the top of your head and you smiled and placed a kiss to his chest as you ran the pads of your fingers down his back, gently rubbing.
He hummed and yawned loudly and obnoxiously. "Was that necessary," you asked as he loudly smacked his lips and he chuckled, making your head slightly move with his chest. "Very," he said in response before intertwining your fingers together and bringing your hand up to his lips and placed a kiss on each knuckle.
He looked at the clock on his wall and groaned. "It's not even eight yet and those fucking kids are already screaming." You laughed at him and he looked at you, glaring as best as he could with heavy eyes. "Well, we'd be well rested if it wasn't for someone's late night antics." Billy smirked as he remembered the activities from the night before that went well in the early AM.
"No regrets." You both laughed as you tightened your leg around his waist before he rolled the two of you over so he was on his back. You ran your fingers through his slightly tangled hair as he hummed, his eyes shutting. "You tangled it." You laughed as your eyes rolled. "You kept telling me to pull it, it was bound to get tangled." His eyes fluttered open before he smirked and you knew he was going to make a witty comment. "We got tangled together last night." He chuckled and you kept a straight face and he tickled your side, "Oh come on, you know that was funny." You grimaced slightly, "Baby, that was the worst joke ever." You both laughed and you put your head on his chest, playing with his necklace.
"I like this," Billy softly said, "it feels so natural just basking in whatever the fuck this is." You laughed, knowing exactly what he was trying to say as you nodded. "I know what you mean." He nodded and found your hand once more as he held it again, gently lifting it up to see the linked bracelet with his initial on it along with a lifeguard float, something he gifted you not too long ago.
"I love you." You smiled up at him and kissed his jaw, light stubble on it that gently scratched you. "I love you too, B." He smiled and kissed your forehead before loudly yawning again. "I need more sleep." You hummed, your own eyes shutting as you felt his warmth radiating onto you. "Me too." He softly laughed and held you tighter before the two of you fell asleep to the sounds outside.
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aflores98 · 3 months
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I think I would love to read a fic, where like Billy and Eddie don't get involved in the upside-down stuff until much late and only after, for some reason, Steve has disappeared and the party is looking for him.
So they get this almost legend-like version of a warrior from the kids. A brave, relentless young man who tries his best from the adults but silence from the other teens, almost a forlorn but protective vibe.
Until later on, after saving lives and the Horrors™ of Hawkings, the other teens start opening up. They start talking about a King who laid down his crown for love, a lonely boy who craved love and family so much he would risk hell to keep them safe, about an ice prince who rebuilt his entire self because he wanted to be better.
So they learn piece by piece about this mysterious guy who means so much to their new family, and they start holding some respect to his name.
That's until they meet the Pretty Boy™ from Hawkings, while he's hatching creatures away and covered in blood.
And then they both go: How did y'all not say he was Babygirl Doe eyes?
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ashii-forest · 2 months
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Happy (re)birthday, mr. Jesus, here’s Billy Hargrove. You’re welcome.
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There comes a time when you need to draw several mental health Petty Boys TM. In this case it’s just Billy Hargrove. My personal problematic fav because Dacre Montgomery is soooo fucking PRETTY.
Also happy Easter I guess. My grandpa watched the first two episodes of Stranger Things today and it delights me that he liked it.
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drinkingbeerfroma · 1 year
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A little Harringrove kiss to start your new year, my lovelies 💖
First time making art for my own fic, hope you guys like it ✨️
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cavinginhisfvce · 2 years
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*Billy and Steve after getting into a car accident*
Steve: Fuck! Alright, I need to take some pictures.
Billy: *Starts posing*
Steve: I meant of the car. But you know what? Get it! *starts taking pictures of Billy instead*
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harringroveera · 1 year
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He’s so hot (literally)
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supermarketbae · 11 months
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Look at this funny little man doin his funny little hair flip in his funny little jacket with his funny little smile
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shieldofiron · 11 months
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I see that black tank and it’s all over
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ellewritesandrants · 2 years
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I have this headcanon that’s Steve’s always been excessively possessive of his things as an only child, like he has his best friends and they’re his and no one else’s and the same goes for his flavor of the month who usually doesn’t like how Steve feels the need to leave marks and to always be by their side.
Enter Billy Hargrove who just wants to be accepted and loved and cared for by someone and who better than Steve to be the one who provides that? Billy would absolutely revel in being able to show off the marks Steve leaves on him and he loves to tease Steve by wearing his clothes and showering using Steve’s stuff so he smells like Steve. For once, someone loved how possessive Steve was and Steve leaned into it completely, spoiling Billy with gifts, attention and time all while Billy stared adoringly at him up through his lashes.
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billys-pretty-babe · 1 year
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Ouch Sharky
Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader
Summary : Billy has weaned himself off of cigarettes because he has started to feel the effects on his health. Now to occupy his mouth, he starts to bite like a teething puppy.
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Warnings : Swearing
Word count : 776
A/n : Baby Billy definitely bit people and would run away laughing.
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He noticed the wheezes and the coughing that wracked his whole body a little after he turned twenty. You didn't smoke, scrunching your nose and refusing to give him a kiss when he smelt like smoke and asking him to roll down the windows in his Camaro anytime he smoked while he drove.
Billy was two weeks sober from nicotine, chewing gum, chewing straws, his own fingers, his necklace, anything he could get his mouth on, he was chewing it or sucking on it, really depended on his mood.
You both laid in bed in your apartment in Santa Barbara, you in one of his shirts and him shirtless in just his boxers with the small window open, letting the salty air into your room. You turned the page of the book as Billy got comfortable on your stomach, tracing small patterns on your soft skin, lifting the shirt a little as he exposed your underwear, wolf whistling as a joke, making you both laugh before placing his cheek on your stomach, his mouth beside your belly button.
He breathed in, your skin smelling of your favorite lotion and him, his cologne invaded his nostrils, making his heart skip a beat. He heard the page flip again before going through with his plan, wetting his lips a little before sinking his teeth into your stomach, making you yelp in surprise and slight pain. "Billy, what was that for," you asked as you rubbed the tender spot, gently pushing his forehead so he was away from you.
"Needed something to occupy my mouth," he said nonchalantly before placing his head on your breasts and looking up at your with his pretty eyes, the eyes that took your breath away every time you looked into them. "Bite yourself then." He laughed, his body shaking against yours. "I don't taste as good as you." You rolled your eyes, fingers entangling through his curls before gently yanking, pulling his head away from your body.
"You lost the privilege to lay on me since you bite." He huffed, "So you get to bite me but I can't. This has to be a 'fuck you' type of day." You giggled before letting him lay back down, running your fingers through his hair that smelt of coconut, his skin smelt slightly salty from the ocean, the smell of it clinging to him.
You placed your book on his head and continued reading the filth as Billy hummed against you, making loud groans and outlandish sounds just to hear you laugh before he sunk his teeth into your breast. "William, stop that." He huffed, "Stop calling me William then," he said around your breast, his words coming out slightly muffled and slurred together.
He gently sucked over the material of the shirt before moving to an exposed part of your collarbone, his mouth filled with the taste of laundry detergent and cotton. He laid down, his curls brushing under your chin as you smiled and held the back of his head, gently kissing his forehead. He held your hip, rubbing small circles on it as he kissed your neck. "I'm not in the mood for sex, B." He shook his head, "No, that's okay, don't wanna have sex. 'm too tired." You nodded and scratched his scalp gently and you swore he purred.
He stopped kissing your neck, holding you slightly tighter to his body before gently sucking on a place where you wouldn't get riled up as he continued to gently suck, his eyes fluttering shut, his fingers gently digging into your skin. trying so hard to hold you as close as possible as he began to slip into slumber and you scratching his scalp wasn't helping.
The room was quiet as you read the rest of the chapter, your hand still in Billy's hair, picking a few knots out of it as a snore broke through the room, making you softly laugh, trying not to jostle the slightly older man that slept on you. You put your book away on your bedside table and turned off the lamp before gently scratching Billy's back as you continued to scratch his scalp.
His mouth was open on your skin, drool seeping onto your collarbone making you cringe before he snored again, louder this time before he groaned a little, nuzzling against your clavicle before letting out a nasally sigh, a sigh that you could only hope was one of love and safety. "Love you," you softly said, kissing the top of his head once more before entangling your limbs with his as you fell asleep with your personal space heater on top of you.
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