#harringroveforAustralia

[wrecked-fuse]

Harringrove for Australia piece for @ihni 🖤 who requested my “version of if Billy had been in Robin's place during the captured-by-stereotypical-russians scene.“ Thank you dear my brain went wild a bit on that idea in a good way! :D

In my mind it’s kind of pre-harringrove AU where Billy somehow tag along with Steve & Co. to Russian secret base, after they were uncovered Robin Could escape with Dustin and Erica, and Billy with Steve were caught by Russians. and art then.

#harringrove #harringrove for australia #steve harrington #Billy Hargrove #stranger things #harringroveforaustralia #stranger things fandom #wreckedfuse #stfh

[avalonlights]

Will stared at their hands so close on the table. Nobody was looking at him and so they didn’t know that he saw Steve’s fingers nudge Billy’s and Billy’s fingers close over his for a couple of seconds before they parted again on the table. He heard them breathe when it happened. It was almost like watching a kiss.

This HFA piece is for the wonderful @flippyspoon​ who asked for this scene from her excellent fic Incident at Castle Byers! What a treat, I totally adore that fic.

Thank you so much for donating! This was so fun to draw, I hope you like it! 💖

#harringrove #harringrove fanart #harringrove fan art #will byers #billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringroveforaustralia #a real bg omg #gawd I love fics where billy is will's unlikely gay hero lmao #just too good #fic #avalonlights art #my posts #I relearned perspective grids for HFA ahaha

[gayshi]

Harringrove Commission for @letshargroovetonight ! Once again it’s for Harringrove for Australia !!

Thanks for your donation \o/ They wanted Billy being shy ‘cause of Steve smooching him!

I love that every comm I got for them are super soft and cute! Thank you !!!

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[neonlaynes]

Harringrove for Australia prompt for @tracy7307 !! A scene from her soft and wonderful fic A Love Thing 🐧💖💖💖 full pic on my Twitter @ neonlaynes !!

#harringrove #harringroveforaustralia #harringrove for Australia #neonlaynesart

[socknonny]

Title: Just a little longer

Pairing: Harringrove

Rating: T

Length: 1.7k

Warnings/Content: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Medieval, Adventure, Red Riding Hood Elements, Pining, Happy Ending, First Kiss

Summary: Billy lost a bet to serve as Sir Steve's squire for a season, but their time is coming to an end, and Steve can't stand the thought of going back to how they used to be.

Note: written for @granpappy-winchester for Harringrove for Australia 💕

#harringrove #my fic #harringrove for australia #harringroveforaustralia #granpappy-winchester

[xgardensinspace]

     Steve Harrington cosplay photos for @tracy7307!! She requested a lovely picture of Steve with a Koala in the spirit of Harringrove for Australia on a nature setting! I had such fun taking these shots for youuu. They are very wholesome! Also…meet Billy Joe! My cousin and I picked this as a VERY appropriate name for the Koala when we found him :’) Isn’t he precious?!      Anyways! I got so carried away I even managed to pull 2 silly photos in the headspace of Steve (the 2 before this last photo with the Koala in my jacket)…with the peace signs and totally grabbing at my hair…making sure it was appropriate for the photos, haha. And I feel like such a momma Steve with my hand on my hip xD Thanks Joe Keery for this quintessential pose!      Much love to you, and the rest of the fandom! I hope everyone likes them :) Thanks for the donations, and let’s keep them coming! Only a few days are left for requests and bids! Cheers!

#harringrove for australia #harringroveforaustralia #steve harrington #steve harrington cosplay #koala!! #cosplay #cosplay for australia #me #my face

[elysiumwaits]

Ely’s Harringrove for Australia

Hello! I’m participating in Harringrove for Australia! That means I’ll be writing fanfiction in exchange for donations to an organization providing aid to support those affected by the bush fires. 

I’m asking that you donate money in exchange for me posting my work.

Follow these steps if you’re interested!

Reblog this post with a donation amount offer and your request for fanfic, following the suggestions below!

Send me an ask too, so I can acknowledge that I’ve seen your donation and will start working on it.

I will be accepting donations until my cap is reached or until midnight est of 12:00AM EST 1/27/20 

Wait until I reply to your ask, then you need to make your donation to one of these organizations supplying aid:

Any organization from this post: https://gothyringwald.tumblr.com/post/190091494330/harringrove-for-australia-where-to-donate-to OR: https://www.redcross.org.au/campaigns/disaster-relief-and-recovery-donate https://donate.vinnies.org.au/appeals-nsw/vinnies-nsw-bushfire-appeal-nsw

Donate!! Screencap your receipt – you need to send me this to show you’ve donated so we can all track how much we’ve raised as a group.

Block out any private contact details you don’t want me to see!

Once I’ve seen your receipt, I’ll start work on your project. I will not be participating in Harringrove week of love, so all projects will be posted by or on:  12:00AM EST 3/14/20 - March 14th, 2020.

What I have to offer: Harringrove fanfiction for donations! 

What I Like to Write: What I like to write is pretty varied - you can check out my ao3 here. Sweet, cute fics are fun, I love some good ol’ hurt/comfort and emotional catharsis, and smut is always fun for me. Everything I write for this will have a happy ending (or at least a hopeful one. Not a bad one, that’s for sure!). 

Accepting prompts? Absolutely! If you’re looking for ideas, you can check out the “prompt me” tag on my blog. I usually have a rule about going more than three reblogged posts back, but I’m lifting that for this! When you send me your message or ask, please specify which prompt post you’re pulling from! Please also feel free to send prompts of your own. If you don’t have an idea and just want some delicious Harringrove, then don’t worry - I have a note on my phone of over 200 story ideas I should be working on.

Additional Info:  Please be sure to specify if you want smut or not, and if you request smut, please be over the age of 18! I will be capping the word count of this at 25,000 words (because I’ll be opening other fandom donations as well in a separate post). If you’d like to be anonymous, just let me know and I won’t make note of it publicly. 

Suggested Donation Amount: I’m going to be using the rate of $1 per 100 words, with a cap of 25,000 words! Any amount of donation is welcome - just want to offer $1? Great, I’ll write a drabble! Want to offer the whole $250? Marvelous, I’ll raise the word count cap and see if we can get more!

#harringrove for australia #harringroveforaustralia #harringrove #fanfiction #my writing

[wrecked-fuse]

Harringrove for Australia piece for @tea-otter and @hartigays thank you for donating!

#harringrove #harringroveforaustralia #steve harrington #Billy Hargrove #stranger things #wreckedfuse #harringrove for Australia #1k #ыыыы #stfh

[avalonlights]

Billy sits up and Steve's stomach jolts, thinking Billy is going to leave. But he only leans over to rewind the song and when he lies back down, he shuffles around so he can rest his head on Steve's stomach.

Steve sucks in a breath. 'What—' He stops himself from saying anything more. Doesn't want to shatter the moment.

This HFA piece is for the wonderful @gothyringwald​ of the charming observatory scene from her fantastic fic Wicked Little Town. If you haven’t read it yet, you’re missing out! I took heavy inspiration from this beautiful moodboard [x] too! 💖✨

#harringrove #harringrove fanart #billy hargrove #steve harrington #stranger things #avalonlights art #fic #rec #harringroveforaustralia #I'm so sorry this took me ten million years #real life has been a bitch lmao #but this piece was an absolute delight to work on #i love that fic so so much

[ihni]

Harringrove For Australia piece for @13callieb! Thank you for donating <3

This is from “Cabbage Patch Kids”, which is a lovely, lovely fic which I have a) printed so I can keep it forever and b) re-read many times <3

(These doodles do NOT do the story justice, which is always the case with doodles, so you should all go read it right now.)

#stranger things #billy hargrove #steve harrington #cabbage patch kids #ihni doodles #harringrove doodles #billy doodles #harringrove for australia #harringroveforaustralia #13callieb

[raptorhonks]

Another thing for HFA

Thank you to @tracy7307 for donating

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#harringrove #harringrove for australia #harringroveforaustralia #myart #steve harrington #billy hargrove

[billyhargroveinaponytail]

“Good Ole Dacre Montgomery”

Warnings: language and soft smut

Thank you guys for love on my first two chapters I hope you like this one! :) Please leave comments and suggestions! :) @dreamin-of-dacre

Chapter 3:

“He’s the one they call Dr. Feelgood”

Dacre and Myra made their way over to the parking lot when He led her to his white Volkswagen Jetta. “This is my ride.” He flashed a widened smile at Myra. “What do ya think?” The words flowed out in his thick australian accent.

“It’s cute, I mean it’s no 1979 Chevy Camaro, but I like it!” He erupted into a loud belly laugh,snorting and covering his mouth to laugh more. “First you offend my wig and now you offend my car, I’m hurt!” He laughed more placing his hand over his heart, opening her door and motioning her inside. “I tried to take the car home and they wouldn’t let me.” Dacre joined her inside and turned the key over starting it up. A CD that had been in the radio instantly began playing, Dr.Feelgood by Motley Crue came on over the speakers, “Motley Crue?” She glanced over at him from the corner of her eye.

“These are my ‘Billy Tunes’, they help me get into character plus you have to admit that this is a good song!” Myra nodded humming along, her family used to listen to hair bands every family road trip and this reminded her how much she missed everyone, her brother was enjoying his senior year of high school and her mom was probably still swamped at her bridal store, her dad was either still working on tearing down the old movie theater and building a new one, or they might have even already been done with that one and were on to their next project.

Dacre began drumming his fingers on the steering wheel as he sang along, “Cops on the corner always ignore, somebody’s getting paid. Jimmy’s got it wired, law’s for hire got it made in the shade.” The music was cut off when we pulled into the parking lot of the small store, Dacre turned off the car, glancing out his window and then making his exit before glancing over at Myra. “We’ve got about an hour before they need us back!”

She nodded before grabbing her wallet and following him inside. A buzz came from the neon blue lights that ran across the walls of the store, the smell of fresh donuts lingered in the air, Dacre waved to the clerk, fumbling with a piece of paper behind the counter.

The floor was covered with an old worn out checkerboard pattern, and the isles were lined with snacks and microwavable meals. Dacre walked to the back corner where shampoo, conditioner and the other bathroom supplies sat displayed across a rack. He grabbed two bottles of body wash and placed them into the hand basket he had picked up when they entered the store.

Myra glanced over the selection of shampoo for before picking up a vanilla one and conditioner to match. “Out of all these selections you would pick vanilla.” He laughed, shaking his head in disappointment. “What can I say I am a vanilla kinda person.” She shrugged,laughing along with him.

Dacre grabbed a few snacks and some drinks tossing them into the basket as well, Myra picked up things to make her homemade spaghetti, her trailer had been stocked with every pot and pan known to man, next she grabbed chinese meals from the freezer section,before meeting back up with Dacre at the checkout counter. “Dacre,” The lady gave a friendly smile to the both of us, she stood about 5 feet and was about 50 years old. “It has been a while since I have seen you here, usually I see Sylvia in here picking up things for you.”

“That’s usually when I am busy,” He interjects, “I had some free time plus I wanted to show the new girl around some. Myra, this is Brooke, her and her husband own this store. They’re both absolute sweethearts.” Brooke rolled her eyes with a sweet laugh, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Myra. Good luck dealing with this one. $35.06 is your total!” Dacre quickly handed over his card before Myra was even able to open her wallet. “This one is on me!” He nudged her arm with a smile. “Thank you, I owe you!” She took her bags from Brooke, thanking her.

“When we first set up for filming Brooke brought the entire cast homemade food her husband used to be the chef but after his car accident she was left learning how to cook and she isn’t too bad if I say so myself!” He opened her door for her and motioned her in again. “M’lady!” The redness in Myra’s cheeks quickly returned, any second she would wake up from this dream, this absolutely incredible,realistic dream.

Dacre turned on the car, the music continuing to play from where it had left off. Dacre turned to face Myra, his eyes glued to her. “You’re so beautiful.” He spoke in a deep raspy voice. “I really want to kiss you again..” He leaned forward, this time Myra placing her hands on his face pulling him in closer. His tongue ran across her lower lip as her breath hitched in her throat.

Myra’s phone began ringing from her back pocket interpreting their moment, she pulled away reaching for her phone noticing that Sylvia was calling. “Hello!” She spoke in the same perky voice as usual. “Hi Sylvia!” Myra exclaimed. “We need you guys back on set! It’s starting to get dark out and they have a few scenes they wanna get done right away!” Slyvia’s cheerfulness had a way of radiating through the phone.

“We are on our way,we will be right there!” Sylvia hung up the phone, Myra pushed hers back into her pocket as Dacre drove down the road to their parking area. “You’re needed on set, Mr. Montgomery.” She chuckled,poking fun at him. “Yeah,yeah I sure! You wanna drop these things off at your trailer and meet me at the set with Slyvia? I have got to go get dressed and get all done up!” He wiggled his brows in humor.

“Yeah sounds great, what’re you guys filming tonight?” He shrugged “ I can’t tell you cause then you might not come, I can say that we are using the Camaro!” Myra’s eyes widened with excitement. “Yeah, I will be there!”

Dacre and Myra left the parking area, Dacre pulling his hood up over his head and carried their bags to the trailers. “Anytime you need to go to the store again just let me know I am happy to go with you!” Myra placed a soft kiss on his cheek before taking the bags and heading inside hers. “Thank you, I will see you soon!” He waved, closing her door and heading to the makeup and hair trailer.

Myra dropped her bags onto the counter putting the food away inside her surprisingly large fridge. Her first instinct was to run and call Paisley, but she was worried if telling her was the right idea right now. She fumbled with her phone debating it before Slyvia knocked at the door, “Myra James! Oh Myra James!” She sang from the other side of her locked door. Myra grabbed a jacket and her paperwork from earlier, “Hiya!” She stepped out, closing the door behind her.

“So the store? Did you find anything good?” Myra’s mind was far from the store, she had actually kissed Dacre Montgomery, twice. “Yeah I found stuff to make a couple meals and some shower stuff!” “Great! Well let’s get going we don’t want to miss anything.”

They drove down a back road Myra had not visited yet, they approached a large abandoned building, ‘Brimborn Steel Works’ read the fading painted letters on the side. A tow truck pulling up quickly caught Myra’s attention, on the back sat Billy Hargrove’s beautiful blue 79’ Camaro. Myra left the car and walked around the tow truck staring in awe at the vehicle. This was one of the things Myra instantly loved about season 2 and she could not wait to see it in use for season 3.

A blacked out SUV arrived with two large men exiting it, another car followed behind Mary and Jane both stepped out walking over toward Slyvia and I. “Hey ladies!” They chimed in, both smiling ear to ear. Myra waved to the two. The director arrived along with a large truck carrying a huge piece of equipment which held onto the camera they had been filming with earlier. A curly haired wig appeared out of the first vehicle that pulled up.

Dacre was dressed in a dark pair of tight fitting jeans, a worn out black leather jacket and black biker boots to match. He strutted himself over to where we had been standing. “Don’t you look snazzy!” Sylvia spoke up from beside me. Jane and Mary nodded in agreeance. “This is my date night with Karen look!” He laughed tugging at the collar of his jacket. “Well dang I’d go on a date with you if you’d dress up this nice!” Myra wiggled her brows at him laughing. “Oh you would?” He smirked before he was pulled off into another direction.

The tow truck slowly raised it’s bed as the Camaro rolled backwards to the ground. A van pulled up unloading more equipment, as the director spoke with Dacre in the road as caution tape was put on either end. Chairs were quickly sat up and Myra was drugged in their direction by Slyvia. “Let’s get seated, they're going to start soon!” Dacre walked by squeezing Myra’s knees and flashing her a smile before he entered the Camaro driving it to the end of the road. The camera raised on a large crane and panned down the long dark street, “Dacre get in place!” The director yelled into a large megaphone.

The dark blue Camaro drove down the road and parked waiting for the next command,”Action!” Myra adjusted herself in the chair as the engine roared down the street. A camera that had been hooked to the front of the car began filming Dacre as he drove down the vacant road,music echoed out of the windows. The small tablet Slyvia held in her hands showed us exactly what the camera was filming inside the car, Dacre drumming his fingers on his steering wheel, a devious smile across his face.

A low chuckle left him as he glanced into the rear view mirror, his hand reached up adjusting it in his direction. “Hey Karen,” He spoke to his reflection,he clicked his tongue against his lips, “You don’t mind if I call you Karen, do you?”

“Be ready to swerve Dacre!” The director yelled down the road, as Dacre slowed down a mechanism attached to the camera slammed against the windshield, causing Dacre to swerve into the Brimborn Steelworks building. The vehicle quickly shot in multiple directions across the dirt before coming to a stop in the bushes,”Cut.” the director yelled as Jane ran to Dacre quickly applying makeup to his face and returning back to her chair.

“Action again, second camera” The large craned camera quickly dropped down towards Dacre to show his now bloody and battered up face. “Oh no, oh no piece of shit!” He began slamming his hands against the dash and radio causing Myra to flinch, ’the poor car’ she thought to herself.

“Damn it!” Dacre swung open the door, walking to the opposite side trying to open the passenger door, before slamming his fist against the handle. “Piece of shit!” He kicked his boot into the bumper,then walked back around to the front of his car examining the now shattered windshield. “What the hell?” He spoke before shooting his attention to a screech noise that had been made across the lot.

“Who’s there?” A mixture of blood and sweat collected on his forehead. “Hey! I said who’s there?” Everyone froze as the camera moved positions and someone ran out attaching something around Dacre’s leg, the camera moved closer,Dacre began yelling as the thing that was wrapped around his ankle began pulling him in the direction of the building past the door ways and into the large room.

Dacre’s arm began flailing around reaching for something to grab onto, his screams roaring out of the building. Dacre placed himself on the stairway gripping at the rails, the look of fear plastered on his face. His grip was released from the railing as he was flung backwards onto a cushion pad awaiting him at the bottom of the stairs, his screams could still be heard outside,before the director roared “Cut” again.

Myra was left in complete shock, that was such an intense scene everyone was left speechless. Dacre emerged from the dark building with a huge smile on his face, “Well? How was it?” a large boom of clapping came from the group of people. A flood of comments came to Dacre, complimenting him and patting his back, Dacre moved through the crowd of people making his way over to the four of us sitting in the chairs. “Well I am waiting for your reply?” He wiped his forehead, glaring down at Myra.

“My reply? Hmm it was pretty good, I mean the poor car did get pretty torn up..” She returned a smirk before handing him over the towel draped over the arm of her chair. He took the towel from her grip and wiped his sweat and blood makeup off. “Well there are plenty of other cars in the lot, this wasn’t even the real one, just a fabricated one.”

“Well I am going to have to see this car lot then. You did a great job, I am sure you already know from all the great compliments you got!” She smiled as he took a seat in the empty chair next to her. “Thank you, I tried my best. It's kinda hard to hold onto step rails with smashed up fingers!” He raised his hand showing the bruised and swollen fingers Myra had given to him.

Myra placed a small kiss on Dacre’s fingers that had been moved to her face, “There you go, all better!” She gave a sweet innocent smile to him as he returned the same smile,he pushed a ringlet of curls from his sweaty face,before responding, “How about I make you dinner tonight when we are done here?”

“Yes absolutely I would love that.” Dacre laughed at her pleasure filled reaction. “Dinner at my place then and I will pick you up ma’am!” Dacre placed a hand on her thigh squeezing it before he stood up to return to the director’s side.

Myra stayed still in her chair taking in every emotion she was feeling, before it all ended with a nudge to her shoulder. “You alright Myra?” She turned to see Slyvia’s signature smile flashed in her face. “Yes I am great thank you!” her smile was so comforting it made Myra feel safe and protected. “You seem like such a sweetheart I just want you to be careful, Dacre has always been a charming and kind young man, so he catches the attention of many young women..” Her mother-like tone never skipped a beat.

The girl who was portraying Heather in season 3 arrived in another black vehicle, still dressed in her lifeguard outfit this time she had gray shorts on. Dacre changed out of his leather jacket and into a gray sleeveless shirt and clean jeans, his wig was switched out with a cleaner, less sweatier one.His face had even been cleaned up. Heather waved in Mary’s direction before she was helped into the trunk of Billy’s car while assistants helped wrap ropes around her wrist, while a sliver slice of tape was placed over her mouth. “Billy kidnapped Heather?” Myra gives Janes a confused look,Jane nods in reply. “Yes we told you it’s going to get crazy!” The trunk lid was closed and as the director chimed in again “We are going to film a short part of Billy opening the trunk to expose Heather then we will take it inside from there. Everyone ready?” Dacre nodded as the camera moved in close to him.

“Action.” Dacre’s expression instantly changed to dark and lifeless as he raised the hood to show Heather bound up inside. The camera was then turned off as the cameraman led it down into the building, Dacre helped Heather from the car before he scooped her up into his arms, the two of them sharing laughs. The tape was replaced over her mouth and the director made his way into the building, Myra felt jealous,she wanted to be held like that. The veins in his arms pulsed in the flexed position as he carried her into the empty building.

Myra’s eye quickly turned to the tablet in Slyvia’s hand, the director yelled action and they began to follow him with the camera down the entrance. A close up of Heater’s face was next shown on the tablet, she laid on her back looking around the dark room, small whimpers began to leave her. The camera then moved up to show Dacre nealed overtop of her, his expression still remaining the same.

Heather flailed her body around, before his hand gripped onto her wrists forcing her down, “Don’t be afraid he spoke as he leaned in close to her ear. The tap was removed from her mouth, Dacre returned to his feet leaving her defenseless on the ground.

A loud ear piercing scream left her as she looked over at the empty doorway,Myra was sure they would fix it with greenscreen later on. Dacre stood at attention, his arms to his side, tears were forming in his eyes as the camera moved in close and then coming to a stop at the directors command.

A few more hours went by as they redid the scene a couple more times to get the best reactions, Myra glanced down at her phone -11:50pm-, she sighed wishing they could be done already so she could be alone with Dacre enjoying their dinner. The director turned to the crowd of people clapping, “Thank you guys so much for working hard with us, we are finished for tonight. Everyone get home and get some good sleep. We will see everyone tomorrow!”

Myra stood from her chair stretching her legs, which had become stiff from sitting so long, Mary, Slyvia and Jane stood with her sharing stories of when they first joined the crew and what it was like being the new people, when a hand gripped onto Myra’s hip causing her to jump, “Geez, someone’s a scaredy cat!” He laughed, rubbing the spot he had just squeezed. “Haha so funny.” She rolled her eyes speaking sarcastically. She wasn’t going to say anything about his hand on her,she was loving it.

“Are you ready to get this wig off of me?” He glanced in Jane’s direction. “I have a date tonight and I’ve got to get all cleaned up!” His australian accent drug out as he spoke. She pointed to the black vehicle that had been waiting for them. “Lead the way sir! Can’t have this crazy mullet ruining your date!” The group began laughing as they entered the vehicle and it drove away. “Well how about you Myra? You ready to get back to your trailer, it is late.” She nodded and picked up her things she had brought with her. “Ready whenever you are!” They walked through the crowds of people loading up trucks,finally reaching her car.

“This friday the cast is doing a red carpet event where they are interviewed about the new season and every year I have held a little get together at my house to celebrate and you are more than welcome to come and of course bring anyone you want!” Myra had forgotten all about the event, Jake,her boss, had told her all about it over the phone the first time they spoke, but she was so excited so many things went through one ear and out the other.

Myra would be allowed to take one guest to the event with her, she would walk the carpet and talk about her experience working with the crew and helping the cast. She had invited Paisley to come but it had been awhile since they had talked about it so she had made a mental note to remind her.

“It’ll be fun I promise, there will be drinks,food,and cute guys!” She wiggled her brow at her before turning the car on and pulling away from the scene. “Sounds great, I will be there! My friend Paisley will be joining me!” Myra strapped her belt around her clicking it in place. “Great I can’t wait to meet her! Make sure you dress up fancy but bring a bathing suit. We've got a huge pool!”

They had reached the parking lot and Slyvia offered to walk Myra to her camper,she shook her head. “I’ve got it thank you, and I will be sure to be there and bring my bathing suit!” She laughed, waving goodbye to Slyvia and thanking her again.

The Georgia air had surprisingly gotten cold that night leaving Myra’s skin covered in goosebumps as she walked to her front door, she went inside getting into the shower, using her new vanilla body wash to lather up with. She had debated back and forth between two dresses, a maroon dress that stopped right before her knees,it had a deep V cut in it and had small straps or a nice pair of black jeans and a white tank flowy tank top and a dark green leather jacket to top it off. She strutted around for a minute in both outfits before a text came up on her phone,she assumed it was Paisley asking about her day but to her surprise it was Dacre.

Dacre: Just got out of the shower, u almost ready? :)

Myra laughed at his use of old fashion emoticons. She skimmed her fingers over her phone screen for a minute but hesitated on what to reply.

Myra: Yes, finishing getting dressed! :)

She returned the outdated emoji and squeezed some mousse into her open hand, Myra had naturally wild curly hair so sometimes wetting it and scrunching it up with products helped it obtain its naturally beautiful look. A decision had been made and she chose the maroon dress, wanting to give herself a more femine look, after all Dacre had only seen her in jeans and tshirt since they had met.

After hooking together her strapless bra,she slid the dress over her curvy figure and glanced at herself in the full length mirror. Myra was never the type to brag about herself but she felt good in her body, she enjoyed the way she looked and she felt comfortable in her skin,but this dress,this dress made her legs look longer, her skin look tanner, everything about it boosted her confidence and she was ready for tonight.

Dacre: On my way! I will see you soon! :)

Seeing the little smile at the end started to grow on Myra, it seemed sweet and genuine A ax’scz zzz like he truly meant it, like that was his exact reaction while typing this message up. She strapped on her black sandals and grabbed her small clutch to match, she was saving this outfit for an important event but this, in her mind, was the perfect event for it.

A light knock on the door followed by a cheerful “Ms. Myra!” instantly caused a rose tint to form in her cheeks. “Coming!” She chimed, grabbing a jacket from her closet and swinging open the trailer door, Dacre stood on the other side with a short sleeve maroon shirt, the top three buttons undone and a dark pair of jeans fitting him snugly, he looked infatuated. His gaze goes from the ground to her face, his lips parting then closing again, words seemed trapped from leaving his mouth so a large smile grew across his face.

“You look absolutely breathtaking, I-uh- I, wow” He fumbled around on his words, Mr. Smooth talker was having a hard time even making out a sentence. “You look very handsome yourself Dacre, I am liking the shirt.” She reached out tugging on the collar a little. “Thank you, does the shirt look familiar?” He smirked, looking hopeful. Myra gave a confused look, Familiar? She thought to herself how would it be familiar to her? Since she has met him he has mostly worn his lifeguard outfit and no she wasn’t complaining but this shirt was nice too, it squeezed his biceps perfectly.

Dacre shakes his head in disappointment, “Season 2?” he hinted. Myra was still left confused, but in a light bulb moment she instantly remembered the maroon shirt he had worn in season 2, the shirt Billy wore when he first met Karen. Myra tried to hold back a laugh, “Didn’t know how to button it correctly then and still don’t now.” She placed a finger on the center on his bare chest looking up at him. “Can this get any more corny?” He took her hand leading them in the direction of his trailer.

“Well I mean we are kind of matching, I mean look at these colors!” She motioned between the two of their outfits. “Aw even more perfect!” They reached his front door, he opened it motioning her inside first. She walked inside thanking him,the sweet smell of his cologne filled her nose but the first thing on her mind was season 2 Billy rubbing his cologne all over his nether regions before his date so she instantly thought about if he had done the same.

Dacre followed behind her inside, on his small table sat multiple large containers of chinese food. A strand of lights hung above the dining area and a small candle sat lit in the center of the table. “This is so nice!” Myra smiled back at Dacre.

“I am sorry it’s not a fancy dinner at some fancy restaurant but I hope you’ll enjoy it!” She nods, taking a seat in the booth. “It’s chinese food,I will love it!” Dacre moved to the opposite side of her and sat in the booth adjusting his shirt. Myra caught herself glaring at his zipper that dirty thought still going through her head. Dacre handed her over a plate, “Take whatever you would like there is plenty here!”

After they had both filled their plates, Myra spent a few minutes trying to teach Dacre to use chopsticks and that ended unsuccessful so he stuck with a fork. Dacre had gotten out a bottle of wine from his cabinet along with two wine glasses. “Wow, chinese food and wine, you know the way to a woman’s heart!” She smiled as he poured her a glass,waiting for her to motion when to stop, he poured himself a glass and took a big swig.

He began telling stories about when he first joined and his audition tapes he had done to be a part of this show. Myra and Paisley must have watched those audition tapes a hundred times, but would she ever admit that to him? No way in hell. Somehow they had got onto the topic of australian words and Myra was dying to know some.

“Bloody,Bludger,Bogan,Brolly,Budgie Smuggler uhh” He began rambling off a few others.”Wait,wait,wait what do all of these mean?” Dacre chuckled pouring himself another glass. “Bloody, it means like, if someone says you’re bloody crazy, it means you’re very crazy and Bludger, it means lazy,like a lazy person.”

Myra rested her head on her elbow very intrigued with what he was saying. “Bogan can be someone who is acting really weird or is a redneck. Brolly is an umbrella and budgie smuggler is a speedo!” He ran his hand through his styled hair.

“You guys go a little overboard? Huh?” Dacre laughed even more, his face becoming a little more red with each drink. She finished off the last bit of wine in the bottom of her glass, took her dishes to Dacre’s sink,and began to wash them. “What’re you doing? You don’t have to do that!” Dacre stood up grabbing Myra arms to turn her to face him.

No“I can wash the dishes, just come talk with me!” He tugged her close to him, “Well I can’t leave without helping, it's rude!” She laughed, stumbling around a little, her hands landing on his bare chest again.

“I won’t ever let you do them then, so you won’t ever leave!” He placed a finger under her chin raising it to meet his, he gently pressed his lips against hers.Moving his hand down her,he wrapped his arms around her lower waist. The kiss deepened before his phone began ringing, startling both of them. Dacre scuffed picking it up to his ear. “Hello?” He spoke waiting for a response. He made his way into the bedroom to finish the conversation, he held up his finger to Myra to just give him a moment.

While he spoke on the phone she gathered their dishes,cleaning them and setting them on a towel to dry while she closed the lids on the chinese food storing them away in his fridge. Her phone chimed again this time it was Paisley.

Paisley: Hey what happened to our facetiming? You found a new best friend huh?

Myra: I am sorry I had a late night on set and then I maybe had a date afterward.

Paisley: A DATE!? A DATE!? WITH DACRE?

Myra laughed at her reply, anytime Myra had a date in the paste Paisley instantly searched the guy finding out everything she could about him, Paisley was so good the FBI needed to hire her.

Myra: Yes a date with Dacre! We had chinese food and wine and he wore the shirt from season 2, THE SHIRT!

Paisley: The real question is did he have the buttons undone? ;)

Myra: He did ;) ;)

Paisley: WHEN IS THE WEDDING?

Myra rolled her eyes taking a seat back at the table, she searched for dress shops in their area and scrolled through their online inventory. She would need something fancy to compete with how everyone else dressed last year.

Myra: No wedding.. But hopefully you remembered the red carpet event coming up right? It’s this Friday and I need to go get a dress!

Paisley: I have been counting down the days, I didn’t forget! I will be there on Wednesday and I wanna meet this Dacre!

Before Myra could reply Dacre had left the room and rejoined her in the booth. “Sorry about that, my little sister called and had all kinds of things to tell me about school!” He glanced over to the sink noticing the clean dishes now drying, “You’re a pain in the ass, James.” He scoffed, shaking his head. “I told you I was gonna help one way or another!” Dacre rolled his eyes and took her hand and said, “Thank you for having dinner with me. You look absolutely beautiful and we need to do this more.” He moved her hand to his lips placing a gentle kiss on it.

#steve x billy #harringroveforaustralia #robin buckley #joe keery #dacre montgomery #max mayfield #dacre kayd montgomery #dacre imagine #dacre x reader #dacre icons #stranger things edit #stranger things fanfiction

[sirsparklepants]

Sparkles’ Harringrove for Australia

Hello! I’m participating in Harringrove for Australia! That means I’ll be making Harringrove-themed candles in exchange for donations to an organization providing aid to support those affected by the bush fires.

I’m asking that you donate money in exchange for me making and mailing these candles to you.

Follow these steps if you’re interested!

Reblog this post with a donation amount offer and your request for fanfic/art/etc, following the suggestions below

Send me an ask too, so I can acknowledge that I’ve seen your donation and will start working on it

I will be accepting donations until my cap is reached or until 12:00AM EST 1/27/20

Wait until I reply to your ask, then you need to make your donation to one of these organizations supplying aid:

Red Cross: https://www.redcross.org.au/campaigns/disaster-relief-and-recovery-donate

St Vincent de Paul Society NSW: https://donate.vinnies.org.au/appeals-nsw/vinnies-nsw-bushfire-appeal-nsw

Rural Fire Service in NSW: https://www.rfs.nsw.gov.au/volunteer/support-your-local-brigade

Country Fire Authority in Victoria: https://www.cfa.vic.gov.au/about/supporting-cfa

South Australian Country Fire Service: http://www.cfsfoundation.org.au/donate

Rural Fire Brigades Association in Queensland:  https://www.rfbaq.org/donate-to-rfbaq

Foodbank in Victoria (provides food for those in need): foodbank.org.au/?state=vi

Relief fund for First Nations communities: https://www.gofundme.com/f/fire-relief-fund-for-first-nations-communities?utm_medium=copy_link&utm_source=customer&utm_campaign=p_lico+share-sheet

Donate!! Screencap your receipt – you need to send me this to show you’ve donated so we can all track how much we’ve raised as a group. 

Block out any private contact details you don’t want me to see!

Once I’ve seen your receipt, I’ll start work on your candle! It will be in the mail by 3/13/20, whenever the post office closes that day. I’ll message you when it’s in the mail!

What I have to offer: Harringrove-themed handmade candles, 4-6 oz (106-160 g), in an either thrifted with your input container or a standard candle votive.

Additional Info:  Billy candle is beer (roasted oatmeal stout), smoke, leather, and night air. Steve candle is hairspray, metal, smoke, and night air. A Flayed Billy candle is a possibility for a bit extra, because I haven’t yet concocted that fragrance. All candles are soy wax with cotton wicks and uncolored, because I hate coloring candles. I’m capping my contribution at six candles. I will only ship to Europe and North America; I’m sorry, I just cannot afford shipping to elsewhere.

Suggested Donation Amount:   $15 (USD) for one candle in a standard holder; $18  for one candle in a thrifted container (I will go to a thrift store and snapchat or message you four possibilities, you pick which one); $25 for two candles in a standard container; $30 for two candles in a thrifted container. Add $3 US to any of these for Flayed Billy fragrance.

#harringroveforaustralia #harringrove for australia

[socknonny]

Title: paint a picture of the days gone by

Pairing: Harringrove

Rating: E

Word count: 15k

Warnings/content: Memory Loss, Science Fiction, Medicinal Drug Use, Drug Trip, Hive Mind, Sort Of, Past Relationship(s), Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Internalized Homophobia, Homophobic Language, Period-Typical Homophobia, Blow Jobs, Intercrural Sex, Dreamscapes, Dreams and Nightmares

Summary: The doctors find a way to save Billy thanks to the drugs Steve and Robin were spiked with by the Russians. But something goes wrong... Now, Billy can barely remember his own name, and who the fuck is this pretty boy in front of him?

Why does he feel so important?

Note: A gift for @buildyourwalls for the HFA collection! 💕

#thank you so so so much for your generous donation #and for making me look way more popular than i am with it lmao #i hope you enjoy this fic ❤ #harringrove #harringrove fic #harringrove for australia #harringroveforaustralia

[xgardensinspace]

Cosplay! Harringrove for Australia

Hello! I’m participating in harringrove for Australia! That means I’ll be offering cosplay and art in exchange for donations to an organisation providing aid to support those affected by the bush fires.

I’m asking that you donate money in exchange for me posting my work.

Follow these steps if you’re interested!

Reblog this post with a  donation amount offer (or DM me the info if you’re too shy) and your request for a cosplay or drawing, following the suggestions below

Send me a DM too, so I can acknowledge that I’ve seen your donation and will start working on it

I will be accepting donations  until my cap is reached or until midnight est of 12:00AM EST 1/27/20

Wait until I reply to your message, then you need to make your donation to one of these organisations supplying aid: Any organisation from this post: https://gothyringwald.tumblr.com/post/190091494330/harringrove-for-australia-where-to-donate-to OR: https://www.redcross.org.au/campaigns/disaster-relief-and-recovery-donate https://donate.vinnies.org.au/appeals-nsw/vinnies-nsw-bushfire-appeal-nsw

Donate!! Screencap your receipt – you need to send me this to show you’ve donated so we can all track how much we’ve raised as a group.

Block out any private contact  details you don’t want me to see!

Once I’ve seen your receipt I’ll start work on your project. It will be posted from Feb 10th-16th for harringrove week of love prompts and for all other contributions by 12:00AM EST 3/14/20

What I have to offer: Steve Cosplay for donations! Like my buddy cosplaying Billy @stardate85 , I’m also jumping into the bandwagon and allowing you to choose what you want for the cosplay! Be it pose, place, preferred outfit from the TWO that I only have, as well as even asking for some Steve in unconventional clothing. Most of my closet is black though xD Very goth and punk vibes. In agreement with Star, I can also pose for scenes from fics you like or have written, from fanart, the show itself, even random shenanigans you can think of! I too will have some limitations, but DM me your ideas and let’s just have fun with this! We’re doing it for a cause :) Same goes for art! Talk to meeeee. I do feel a little uncomfortable drawing full on nudies tho...mostly because I’m not experienced. But I am HERE for suggestive drawings, and some slight kinky things ;) So just offer your idears.

What I have available: I only have two outfits. The sailor uniform (handmade by me! And with a nametag handmade by a fellow artist friend!) and the look from season 2 when Steve makes friends with Dustin. I’m also VERY bendy and already had in mind posing as Steve in gymnastic-style poses if you’re interested xD I can do nice backbends/bridge, splits just barely touching the ground (lol), intermediate straddles, ok-ish Scorpions...just...just talk to me if you’re interested in the bendy poses! xD For art, I’m a traditional artist because I do not own a drawing tablet xD But I do almost any medium. My speciality is realistic portraits and coloured pencils. I have my own style but...the anatomy is questionable sometimes xD

Accepting prompts? Absolutely! For both, cosplay and art. Just keep this VERY IMPORTANT THING IN MIND: I’m getting a mohawk haircut on Monday, January 13 :0 So if you’d like to have a photo of Steve with his hair (as close as I can get it) like the one on the show, THEN YOU HAVE TO INPUT YOUR REQUESTS BEFORE Sunday, January 12 in the afternoon (USA Central time?) at the latest. I’m sorry about that :/ I am doing a shoot with a cousin (who will be Max!) and a buddie (Dustin) on Sunday, so if you want any interactions with the kiddos, you really do need to tell me before then as well. And if you’re into Steve with a mohawk, or you’re seeing this post too late...I AM HERE FOR YOU IN FULL SUPPORT OF STEVE WITH A MOHAWK! <3 Because I also want to see that & have plans to cosplay mohawk Steve again LATER w/a Robin...once I build her uniform xD

Additional Info:  I honestly don’t know when to cap the cosplays xD And I’m pessimistic as to if I’ll get requests anyways so...just keep those coming! I love dressing up anyways, haha. Capping art at 5 probably...because I’m a slow artist ;-; But I’m thinking of participating in Harringrove of Love this year, so your art ideas can help me contribute to that!

Suggested Donation Amount: $25 per cosplay photo! I’m not good at pricing art, but let’s do bust or waist up, single character at $5 in b&w, and $10 in colour? Medium of your choice. Bust/Waist both characters $15 for b&w and $20 in colour? Full body single character b&w or in colour $30, and $40 in colour? lol. Honestly though, please donate whatever is fair to you! If you donate an insane amount I will do my bestest to compensate you with an awesome drawing xD

Some examples of unedited photos (including a backbend with Max!) and a non-Harringrove art tag because I haven’t created any YET:

#harringroveforaustralia #harringrove for australia #steve harrington #I also don't know if anyone wants this xD #my face is dumb #yes I have piercings #and a tattoo #cosplay #cosplay for australia #please donate even if you don't want my stuff! #And please donate to the other content creators! #everyone is so talented #more tattoos coming super soon #within the time of this event

[barbarasbae]

Unedited Wip

This is an unedited wip I am publishing as an example of my fic writing for Harringrove for Australia. The idea is a Grease Au/ Beauty School Drop Out situation. Wip below the cut :)

“Steve, I’m gonna let you take this home. You need to practice for this test.” Or you will fail goes unsaid. Steve nods and takes the mannequin head. He takes his haircutting kit home with him, feeling more than a little defeated. He was trying so hard to become a cosmetologist and like high school, it wasn’t going his way. He stopped by the general store on the way home, trying not to think about how hot the cashier was. He went to the makeup aisle. He was always good at makeup. Why couldn’t he be good at hair?! He tried to shove the memory of him with bubble gum pink hair just weeks ago out of his brain. He grabs a green eyeliner and a peachy lipstick, formulating a new look in his head. Maybe he’d be able to convince Nancy to wear it to school and tell him what people thought of it. He grabs a bag of pity chocolates, heading to the register. Where the hot cashier was. 

Billy had started coming to school here a few months ago; he moved in from California and Steve was ever so grateful that he’d been given a job in a store Steve practically lived in. He set his stuff on the counter, looking at a gossip magazine. Why did people want that kind of hair on their head? It was atrocious Steve thought as he took in the beehive piled on top of the models head. “You in there, pretty boy?”

“What?”

“I said your total was eight seventy.” 

“Oh.” Steve digs through his wallet, giving the blond a ten. “What’s got you down man?” Steve hesitates to tell him he’s in beauty school. People either were excited or they would get a look on their face that meant he should leave the conversation as fast as possible. But he wanted to trust the pretty blond that was looking at him with such intense interest. “I-I’m trying to finish beauty school, but I’m not good at stuff like beehives and my teacher’s been implying that if I don’t pass this next class, I’ll flunk out.” The blond-Billy-winced. “That sucks. Your makeup looks nice though.” He winked, Steve forgetting that he hadn’t taken it off before he left school. “Oh-uh-thanks.” Steve was wearing a particular favorite look of his; still wearing makeup but making it look natural. Billy was beautiful too, Steve ready to say he would murder someone for this guys eyelashes. “Well I get off in...fifteen minutes. Wanna go get a burger or something?” 

“Yeah.” Billy nodded, handing Steve his change. “Cool.” 

Steve looked at hair products, trying to memorize the order of the beehive while he waited for Billy to clock out. “You ready?” Steve nodded, turning to see him in a leather jacket thrown over the work uniform. “Meet me at Benny’s?”

“Sure thing. See you there.” 

Steve lets out a breath of relief at the sight of Billy in the door, having started to panic he had been set up. Billy slid into the other booth, grabbing a menu. “You look stressed. Think I wasn’t coming or something?”

“Yeah. I was worried I had been stood up again.” He admitted, putting his own menu down. “You’re too cute to stand up.”

Billy asks him about why he chose beauty school, Steve explaining how someday he’d like to be a makeup artist, but around here, hair was a mandatory requirement to become certified. “I heard you used to run the school around here.”

“I wouldn’t say that-”

#emphasis on undedited #harringroveforAustralia #harringrove for australia #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove x steve harrington #you know i really should finish this one #mo writes #unedited wip #beauty school drop out #50s au #kinda