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billys-pretty-babe · 6 days ago

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Beauty and the Beast

Chapter 2

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Daniella Hopper (Billy Hargrove x Fem!OC)

Warnings : Swearing, child abuse, mention of alcohol

Word count : 2739

Jim looked at Daniella after he got off of the phone. “Can you go pick up El from Max’s house?” She nodded, getting out of her dad’s recliner. It had been weeks since she arrived in Hawkins and she was well aware of where the Hargrove house was. She got into her car, checking her hair before beginning the drive to the residential neighborhood.

She arrived at the familiar house and saw a truck in the driveway as well as the familiar blue car. She got out of her car, having parked on the curb in front of the house. She walked up the driveway and knocked on the front door. She heard some yelling coming from inside of the house, it sounded like two guys arguing over something. From where she was standing, she saw a glimpse of blonde hair, knowing it was Billy’s from the few times she saw him when she’d pick up El.

The front door opened, a frazzled Billy behind El. His cheek was red and there was a bruise near his eye. El quickly walked out of the house and before she could say anything, the door was shut and locked. El looked up at Daniella, “His dad’s mean to him.” Daniella nodded and walked back to her car with El and sat in the car for a moment, trying to see what the shadows behind the curtains were doing as she saw a hand strike one silhouette, not sure if it was Billy, but she had a good guess that it was him.

“What are they arguing about?” El shrugged and Daniella began driving back to the house. She walked into the house and located her dad, “Dad.” Jim hummed as he filled out paperwork at the small coffee table. “What’s considered child abuse?” He raised a brow, “What?” Daniella sighed, “When I went to pick up El, Max’s brother has a bruise near his eye and it looked like his dad hit him or something when I got back into the car.” Jim waved her off, “I doubt that’s what happened. Billy’s troubled, I pull him over weekly due to speeding and other stuff. His dad probably found out about the unpaid tickets and got mad over them. I doubt it’s child abuse.”

Daniella had a feeling it was something deeper, but she nodded. She walked into El’s room, listening to her talk on the phone. “Who are you talking to?” El looked at her and covered the receiver, “Max.” Daniella nodded and stayed for the conversation. El would hum and nod, trying to comfort Max about what was happening at her house. “Dani can come pick you up.” Daniella raised a brow and El looked at her and giggled, “Please.” Daniella sighed and nodded and waited for Max to confirm that she wanted her to go get her.

Daniella grabbed her keys once more before leaving back into residential Hawkins. She parked in front of the house, noticing the truck was gone and the blue car was still there. She walked to the front door and knocked and waited. The door opened, Max’s brother answering the front door as he held a bag of frozen carrots to his eye. “I thought you already got your sister.”

Daniella nodded, “I’m picking up, Max.” He shook his head, “She’s fine here.” Daniella raised a brow, “She called my sister and said she wanted to spend the night.” The guy shook his head, “She’s not allowed to leave, she’s grounded.” Something didn’t feel right to Daniella. “What’s your name?” The guy looked at her, “Billy.” She nodded, “I’m Daniella.” Billy nodded, “I know, shirt bird talks about how cool you are and shit.”

Max walked around in the back and she saw Daniella and waved. “Wanna come in?” Billy went to protest before Max pulled the door open completely and pulled Daniella inside of the house. It was wrecked, plates on the floor and the dining table looked like it was placed in the middle of a warzone. “We can hang out here, my mom and stepdad are staying in a hotel for the weekend.” Daniella nodded and followed Max to her room. “I’ll be right back, I promise.”

Max nodded and Daniella walked to where Billy was as he picked up the large plate chunks and she began helping him. He looked at her, “You don’t have to do that.” She waved him off, “You obviously can’t see too well, just let me help.” He sighed and nodded. She helped him pick up the broken plates and she fixed the dining table. “Does he do that a lot?” Billy perked up, “I don’t know what you thought you saw, but it’s not what it looked like.”

She was confused, she knows what she saw. She assumed it was something he didn’t want to talk about so she dropped it. It didn’t take long for the dining room to look pristine once again and Billy sighed, taking the bag off of his eye. It was heavily bruised and the side of his nose was swollen. She took a good look at him, he was breathtaking, even like this. She felt her heart stop a beat as she looked at him. He was broken but he was beautiful. “I’ve never seen you before.” She looked at him in his eyes, instead of her eyes wandering his features, “I’m only here for the summer.” Billy nodded.

“How old are you?” “Eighteen.” Billy nodded and put the frozen carrots in the freezer to refreeze. “Do you know anyone here?” She shook her head and he hummed, “Well now you do, welcome to Hawkins, or welcome back. I don’t know your life story.” He walked away and walked into a bedroom and locked the door behind him. She walked into Max’s room, Max had her makeup on the floor. “You can leave the door open, that douche will open it anyway.”

Daniella nodded, “He doesn’t seem too bad.” Max raised a brow, “You talked to him?” Daniella nodded as she sat on the floor with Max. She had been teaching her basic makeup and how to do her hair. “How’re things with Lucas?” Max sighed and began venting about her middle school relationship that was failing. “And then El broke up with Mike, it’s just a lot,” Max said as she practiced curling her lashes. “What’s your boyfriend like?” Daniella sighed, she hadn’t really heard from him since she got to Hawkins.

“He’s a football player, I met him my Freshman year.” Max hummed before she looked at Daniella, “What grade was he in?” Daniella glanced at her, “He was a junior, a little old for me, but I was going through stuff.” Max nodded and fixed her lashes before putting on the clear mascara. “Is he nice?” Daniella nodded, “He is, he’s not big with emotions or anything like that, but you can tell he cares.” Max nodded again.

“Has your dad met him?” Daniella shook her head, “No, I don’t think he will either. I’m only here for a few months before I go back to Indianapolis for college.” Max nodded; eye wide as she attempted to the clear clumps out of her lashes. “You should take Billy back with you, maybe we’ll have less tension with him gone.” Daniella glanced at the younger girl, “You don’t mean that, do you?” Max shrugged, “Ever since my mom started dating his dad, he’s been such a dick to everyone. Like he was always a dick when I met him but now, he’s mean. He never hurts me or anything like that, he’s just an asshole. I wish he was gone.”

Daniella felt like she was lost for words, she didn’t know much about the blended family, but she felt like she understood where Billy was coming from. Her own stepfather had brought three kids into his marriage with Daniella’s mom and she had a hard time adjusting to having a ton of siblings. “Maybe he just needs someone to understand him.” Max snorted, “There’s no understanding him. I would say he needs to get laid but he does that a lot, he just needs a girlfriend probably.” Max looked at Daniella and Daniella raised a brow, “Why’d you look at me when you said that?” Max shrugged, “I could see you two being together.” Daniella scoffed, “I have a boyfriend, I already told you that.”

Max hummed, “Do you love him?” Daniella stopped, she had been dating Alex on and off for four years. “Exactly.” Daniella raised a brow, “I didn’t even say anything.” Max shrugged, “Didn’t have to, I can tell.” “You’re fourteen, Miss Love Expert.” She laughed, shaking her head. “You hesitated, if you genuinely loved him you wouldn’t hesitate.”

There was a knock on her bedroom door and she looked over and groaned, “What?” Daniella looked back, seeing Billy in a pair of shorts, his skin wet from what she assumed was a quick shower. “Do you want takeout?” He scratched the back of his neck and she took him in, her eyes scanning him as Max responded and Billy looked at Daniella. “Do you want anything?” She shook her head, “It’s okay, I should probably leave soon.” Max frowned, “Oh come on, you can stay. I doubt your dad would care.” Daniella shrugged, “I don’t know, I’d have to call him.” Max nodded and shoved her landline in Daniella’s hands. “Call him.”

Daniella sighed, “I don’t have clothes even if he says yes.” Max waved her off, I can find you something, just call him.” Daniella nodded at the pushy teenager before she called her dad, getting permission to stay the night. Max had been like another sister to her. She put her blue phone back on the table beside her bed and sat back on the floor beside Daniella. “Now, tell Billy what you want to eat.” Daniella looked at Billy, “I’m fine, really. I had dinner before I came here.” He nodded and Max huffed and Daniella watched Billy walk away.

He was attractive, she would never deny that. “You should call your boyfriend.” Daniella looks at Max and shrugged, “Okay.” Max handed her landline back to Daniella and she dialed his number and listened to it ring twice before he picked up, his words slurred a little like he had been drinking. “Hello?” She smiled, “Hi Alex.” “Hi baby,” he said loudly through the receiver. Max leaned in close to listen to the conversation. “How’s home,” he asked, hiccupping softly. “It’s good, I’ve been spending a lot of time with my dad and my sister.” “No guys I hope.” Daniella laughed, “No guys, I promise.” Alex hummed, “Alright baby, well I’m drunk and I need to sleep. I love you.” Daniella nodded, “Love you too Alex.” The line went dead and she put the phone back.

“No ‘I love you’, just love you like you say to friends?” Daniella looked at Max, brow raised, “Once again, you’re fourteen.” Max shrugged, “Just saying, I’m gonna find you clothes for the night.” Daniella nodded and Max left the room, leaving Daniella in her thoughts. She and Alex had a lot of ups and downs and there were trust issues caused by him which caused break ups a lot. Max walked back into the bedroom with shorts and shirt. “Here,” she tossed them to Daniella and she saw the Sharpie on the grey shirt.

B. Hargrove

Hawkins P.E. ‘84

Daniella raised a brow and Max shrugged, “My clothes won’t fit you and I doubt you want to wear my mom’s, so I took Billy’s old clothes.” Daniella nodded and changed in the bathroom. The shorts were big on her in the waist but hugged her thighs. The shirt was also big on her and had a masculine smell mixed with smoke. She walked back into the room where Max had changed into her own pajamas. It wasn’t long before Billy stopped by Max’s room, leaning against the doorframe, “Food’s here.” Max nodded and stood up, groaning as she popped. Billy walked away, his eyes lingering on Daniella in his clothes. Daniella followed Max to the living room where a beer was cracked open and a few food containers were on the table as a sports game was playing.

“Your food is in the bag, shirt bird.” Max flipped him off at the name and he did the same back to her as he sat on the couch and Max grabbed her food and took off back to her bedroom with Daniella in tow. It felt like hours, but in reality, it was barely under an hour until Max had fallen asleep on the floor, her food containers around her. Daniella collected the trash and stood up before leaving the room as she went to the living room, Billy still on the couch as a movie played. “Hey Billy.” He jumped, not expecting her voice. “You scared the fuck out of me.” Daniella softly laughed, apologizing. “Where do I throw the trash away at?” He pointed to the brown bag on the floor. She nodded and threw away the white containers.

“She fell asleep on the floor, by the way.” Billy groaned, “She does this shit all the time.” He got up, stretching before scratching his stomach. He walked to her bedroom and lifted her with ease before he placed her in the bed. He turned off her lamp before shutting her door. “You can stay the night, it’s late and I doubt you want to drive backroads right now. You can take my bed; I usually sleep out here anyway.” Daniella shook her head, “It’s your bed, I don’t want to take it.” He waved her off, “It’s fine, really,” he said as he sat back down on the couch.

“There’s no tv in there, but you can stay out here. I don’t bite, contrary to popular belief.” She laughed and sat down on the couch, curling up with her legs under her. “What’re you watching?” He shrugged, “Channel surfing.” She nodded. “Where are you from?” She looked at him, “Hawkins, I moved to Indianapolis eight years ago.” Billy nodded, “Why?” She hummed, not wanting to get into Sara’s death. “My parents got divorced and my mom got full custody.” Billy nodded. “Where are you from?” Billy smiled, “California.” Daniella’s eyes lit up, “I’ve never been there before. What’s it like?” Billy smiled more; his voice filled with love as he described his home in California.

It wasn’t long before Billy felt a weight on his shoulder as the movie played on the tv. He looked down, Daniella asleep on his shoulder. He grabbed the throw blanket and covered her with it. He had a half mind to pick her up and take her to his room so she’d be comfortable. He didn’t want to leave her on the couch by herself just in case his dad got back early.

He didn’t understand why he cared about someone he barely knew, maybe because she was worried about him and not only interested in his bedroom activities. He got comfortable on the couch, putting his legs up on the longest side as he turned the tv down. He grabbed a different blanket and covered up his lower half as he laid down. He looked at Daniella, feeling bad that he had all of the pillows. He moved her a little, not knowing how light of a sleeper she was. He placed her head on his shoulder so she’d at least be able to use his arm to keep her head propped up.

He watched the tv program until his eyes felt heavy and began to hurt from the lack of sleep. Daniella’s lips smacked softly as she moved a little, her head on his chest as she curled up beside him, cuddling him. He stilled, his heart stopping as he stopped breathing. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do in this situation. He never cuddled anyone, his mom used to cuddle him but she left nearly ten years ago. He moved his arm so it was draped over her back before he moved his left leg so it was propped on the back of the couch, his knee up so he could get air under the blanket and he fell asleep, comfortable for the first time in the last ten years.

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billys-pretty-babe · 10 days ago

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Beauty and the Beast

Chapter 1

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Daniella Hopper (Billy Hargrove x Fem!OC)

Warnings : Swearing

Word count : 1572

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Daniella sighed as she parked in the driveway of the cabin. She had been living in Indianapolis with her mother and stepfather for years, ever since her younger sister died from cancer. She wasn’t close with her father anymore, but she still wrote letters to him and talked to him on the phone once a week. She knew he was romantically involved with Joyce Byers, the same woman who was at her parents’ wedding smoking a cigarette with her deadbeat husband.

Daniella saw the curtains move before two girls appeared in the window of the living room. One was a redhead and the other was a brunette. She raised a brow, there was no way her dad had more kids so why were there two seemingly teenage girls in his living room? The front door opened after the curtains moved back to their original spot and Jim Hopper, Daniella’s father walked out of the cabin, his lips curled up in a smile around his cigarette.

Daniella was a daddy’s girl when she was younger and she felt the hole in her heart start to mend seeing her father in the flesh, instead of just hearing his voice through the staticky phone that her mother had gifted her a few years back. Jim walked down the few steps and she unlocked her car doors, getting out of the car. He smiled and put his arms out and she smiled and hugged him. She felt the little girl in her peeking out in the arms of her father who she missed dearly. She understood why she wasn’t able to live with him, his addiction picked up after Sara died and he wasn’t fit to be a parent while he grieved.

“Hi baby,” he murmured against her dark brown hair. She smiled and looked up at him, she was a near spitting image of her father, the same blue eyes and the same brown hair. “Hi dad.” Jim smiled and kissed the top of her head again. “Let’s get you settled in the house, I cleaned out your room.” She nodded and popped the trunk of her car and he grabbed a few bags, putting them on her suitcases so she wouldn’t have to carry much.

“Dad, I got it.” He waved her off, puffing on his cigarette as he walked into the house. She grabbed her last remaining bags and followed him into the cabin. She passed the two girls as they watched her and she followed him to the back of the cabin where her childhood room was, right across from Sara’s room. Jim turned the lights on, her music box was on an upgraded vanity and the bed was a lot larger than she remembered.

“I upgraded the room, you’re eighteen now. I didn’t think you’d want princesses and pink everywhere. I kept a lot of the stuff in storage just in case you do want it.” Daniella nodded and Jim idled by the door. “I missed you Dani, I did.” Her heart stuttered at the nickname, no one had called her that since Sara passed. “I missed you too, dad.” Jim smiled and looked at his watch. “I’ll let you unpack and get settled and then we can go get something to eat.” Daniella nodded and he shut the door.

She began unpacking, putting her clothes in the closet and the white dressers that held a tv and the antenna was set up under her blinds. It wasn’t long before everything was unpacked and she put on different clothes so she could relax after dinner. She left the bedroom and walked into the familiar living room where a portrait of her, Sara, her mother and father was on display on the wall as well as other pictures from her childhood.

Jim was in his recliner, watching whatever was on the tv as the two girls were in the guest bedroom on the floor. “Who are they?” He flinched, not expecting to hear her voice and she laughed softly. He looked in the room, “El, come here.” The girl with brown hair walked out of the room and stood close to him as she looked at Daniella. “El, this is Daniella, but we call her Dani. She’s, my daughter.” El’s brow furrowed before pointing to herself, “I’m your daughter.” Jim nodded, “But so is she, she’s my oldest. Dani, that’s El, it’s a long story and I’ll explain it soon.” Daniella nodded, waving at the younger girl.

“Max,” El said, beckoning the red-haired girl. The girl walked into the living room, waving at Daniella, “Finally an older girl to hang out with.” Jim raised a brow, “Your brother looks like a girl from the side.” Max rolled her eyes, “I’m not willingly hanging out with Billy.” Jim snickered against the can of Cola in his hand. “I have a brother, around your age I think. How old are you?” Daniella looked at Max, who wasn’t much shorter than she was. “I just turned eighteen.”

Max nodded, “So did he, in March. His name’s William.” El raised a brow, “I thought it was Billy.” Max looked at her and nodded, “It is, just like mine is Maxine but I go by Max. His is William but he goes by Billy.” El nodded, still obviously confused as to how you get Billy from William. “You should meet him,” El said, almost dreamily. Jim scoffed, “No, hell no. She will not be meeting that delinquent, no offence to your brother, Max.” Max waved him off, “Not my brother, technically, just legally.” Jim nodded and looked at Daniella, “Ready to go get dinner?” She nodded and he let the recliner down. “Max, I can drop you off unless someone’s coming to get you.” She nodded, “My mom and Neil are out of town I think and who knows what that douchebag is doing.” Jim nodded and grabbed the keys to the Chief car he rode around in and Daniella grabbed her car keys.

All three girls walked out of the house and Jim locked the front door and El and Max got into the back of the car and Daniella got into her car and got into the street and let her dad lead the way to Max’s house. It took nearly fifteen minutes for them to arrive in front of a white house. A blue car was in the driveway as the lights on it turned off, like the driver had just gotten back. The driver door opened, a guy getting out of the car. He had blonde curls that were put into a bun at the nape of his neck. He wore jeans and a white tank top as he held a red bag. Max got out of the back of Jim’s car and the guy looked over, his eye-catching Daniella’s as he smirked, lifting his hand to wave to her before Jim honked and called out of his window, “Don’t even try it, Hargrove! She’s off limits for you!”

The guy put his thumb up before opening the front door, Max barely getting inside before the front door shut. Jim drove to a fast-food joint, the three of them walking inside and ordering their food as Daniella sipped on her Coca Cola, something she grew up with. “You’re quiet.” She looked at El and nodded, “Just tired.” The girl nodded, her brown eyes looking into hers.

“Sleepover?” Daniella cocked her head a little, “Huh?” El huffed, pointing between them, “Sleepover.” Daniella squinted a little, “I live with you guys for a few months before I go back home.” El hummed and nodded, sipping on whatever she had poured into her cup while Jim was paying for the food. “Do you have a boyfriend?” Daniella nodded; she had a boyfriend back home in Indianapolis. He wasn’t the best, but she loved him, or at least she thought she did.

“I do too,” El said happily, happy to have something in common with her older ‘sister’. “His name’s Mike.” Daniella nodded and looked at Jim who seemed more than displeased at the name that was spoken. It wasn’t long before their number was called and Jim grabbed the food and El had asked to ride back with Daniella. “She’s probably tired, El. She might want to drive by herself.” Daniella shook her head, “It’s fine, dad.” Jim nodded and El got into the passenger seat as she talked to Daniella, talking her ear off for fifteen minutes straight.

It felt like hours has passed when she got back to the house and dinner was already eaten as they all sat around. She began to space out, thinking back to Max’s house, thinking about the guy, who she assumed was Max’s brother that was mentioned. His eyes were captivating, from what she saw of them. “You okay, Dani?” She looked at her dad and nodded, “Just tired, I’m probably gonna go to bed.” Jim nodded as he looked at El who had fallen asleep on the floor.

He groaned and picked her up, taking her into the guest bedroom that looked like he had transformed it into a regular bedroom. Daniella threw away her trash before grabbing a glass of water. “Goodnight dad.” Jim smiled, “Goodnight Dani.” She walked down the hallway, into her bedroom and she shut the door behind her. She laid down and she looked outside, watching the stars before she fell asleep.

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billys-pretty-babe · 11 days ago

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Beauty and the Beast Masterlist

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Daniella Hopper

Jim Hopper, the Chief of Police, has a daughter that Billy’s age. In June 1985, Daniella Wheeler goes to Hawkins, Indiana to visit her father years after her younger sister died from cancer. Daniella Hopper is a good girl, she never partied, never drank and never did anything illegal, until Billy Hargrove came into her life. The summer of 1985 is going to be filled with firsts thanks to Billy Hargrove.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

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billys-pretty-babe · 11 days ago

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Beauty and the Beast

Chapter 1

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Daniella Hopper (Billy Hargrove x Fem!OC)

Warnings : Swearing

Word count : 1572

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billys-pretty-babe · 11 days ago

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Lonnie pushing Jonathan vs. Neil pushing Billy

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billys-pretty-babe · 14 days ago

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I NEED HIM NOW

Billy for the prompt smut starts

‘you can be rough, I can take it’

but maybe it’s her dominating him 😳

just a tiny bit infatuated on the idea of riding him with a hand around his throat. while he’s trying so hard not to whine or pout because ‘Billy fuckin’ Hargrove’ does not fucking whine or pout when he isn’t getting his way.

I hope you enjoy! <3

His golden tanned skin was glistening in sweat, his dirty blonde curls stuck to his forehead and his blue eyes were glazed over in intense lust.

The heat between your bodies was electric, powerful as you rocking yourself teasingly over the curve of his cock. His hands were strong against your hips, squeezing your waist tightly as he continued to bully his cock into your slick walls.

"Feel good?" You teased as you pressed your palms flat against his chest, gasping at the way the tip of his cock pressed against your bundle of nerves. You whimpered, hand moving further up towards his collarbone.

"Mhm," He groaned softly, fingertips digging into your flesh as he rocked you back along the length of his cock, "You've got such a slutty pussy." He teased as he moved a hand down, brushing his fingers across your swollen clit.

You cried out, whimpering loudly as your cunt burned in anticipation. You gaped as you tossed your head back, the pleasure burning deep inside of you as your hand moved up further to his neck.

Your fingers wrapped around his skin, squeezing softly as you bounced roughly along his thick cock. You cried out at the intense pleasure, lights flashing in your eyes as you momentarily lost control.

"Sorry, sorry," You breathed out, gaping as you came to a sudden halt, "M'sorry." You spit out, licking the drool away from the corners of your lips as Billy stared up at you in wonder. His eyebrows were furrowed together, lips parted as he looked up at you in disbelief.

You pulled your hand away completely, heart hammering against the crook of your neck as you stared at the little fingerprints that stained his flushed skin. He gripped your wrist, giving you a squeeze before he yanked your hand back towards him.

"You can be rough," He smirked, gliding his tongue across his pearly white teeth, "I can take it." He replied roughly, eyes gleaming as he stuck his tongue out against your fingers.

Your clit aching in anticipation, insides twisting in awe at the sinister way he slid his tongue through your fingers. He sucked on your fingertips slowly, leaving them wet and slick as his eyes stayed dangerously locked on yours.

You moaned as you were sure you felt his cock throbbing against your slick walls as you moved your free hand to rest against his neck. You squeeze again, earning a gruff groan from him as he continued to drool around your fingers.

You moaned as you began to grind your hips down along his dick again, sighing at the way he snapped his hips forward to meet your motions. You gripped his neck a little tighter, holding onto him for support.

"Billy," You whimpered as you lolled your head to the side, gasping at the way the pleasure continued to travel down your spine. You whined as you continued to grind against his thick cock, "God, you're so big. You feel so good." You rambled on, your mind muddled with pleasure.

He bit down on your fingers softly, making you yelp and pull your hand away. You moved both of your hands to his neck this time, squeezing as you looked down at the lustful look in his eyes.

"Such a bad boy," You chided him, watching the way his lips parted but no sounds came out. He swallowed them, keeping a certain demeanor to himself, "Do you like it, Billy? Does it feel good?" You asked, tilting your head innocently as the sound of your bodies meeting filled the room.

He inhaled sharply as he began to rub his fingers messily across your swollen clit. You whimpered at the sensation, the white-hot pleasure building deep inside of you once again. You cried out, dragging yourself faster along the length of his dick.

He rutted into you deeply, balls pressing against your skin as the tip of his cock hit against your bundle of nerves. You shook around him, fingers digging into his neck as you came with a cry.

Your body trembled as your cunt clamped down around his cock, squeezing him roughly as your high hit you roughly. Soft whimpers left his mouth as he looked at you, eyes intense and lustful as he inhaled the image of you.

He squeezed your hips harshly, rutting himself up harder into your spongey walls. The bed underneath him creaked, trembling underneath the rough movements the two of you were creating.

Words became messy and rushed for him; tongue tied as he rutted his hips up messily into your cunt. He whined, his facade breaking away as he gripped your hips tightly.

"Fuck, fuck," He moaned, whimpers slipping free as he pressed himself deep inside of you. His expression contorted into pleasure, whining as he came inside of you, "Jesus Christ." He spit out, face flushed as a haze settled over his pretty blue eyes.

You giggled at the sensation, giving his neck one last squeeze before you slowly pulled your hand away. You dipped your head down instead, kissing the little marks on his pink skin.

"You're a brat," He spit out roughly, making you laugh as you peppered your lips across his chin. He brought his palm down across your ass, making you squeak, "Not funny."

"I think you enjoyed it," You teased as you brushed his hair off of his sweaty forehead, "Who knew you'd be so pliable." You bit your bottom lip, enjoying the way he huffed and rolled his eyes.

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billys-pretty-babe · 16 days ago

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Written on Your Lips

Billy Hargrove x Reader

You and Billy spend the first night together in your newly shared apartment.

Boxes were strung across the room, most of them open but some of them still taped tightly shut. Billy's neat handwriting rested outside the boxes, labeling the different items that were rested inside.

He had delicately broken down his items; from clothes to dish sets, blankets and bathroom supplies. Your boxes simply had your name on the outside, as they consisted of a mess of different things. Hastily packed from your childhood bedroom.

Your day had been busy, full of trying to set up dressers and tables and rearranging the bed until you both settled on a perfect spot. The walls were still bare, and you only had four forks and a spoon in the kitchen drawer, but it was comfortable.

"We didn't get a can opener," He grumbled from next to you, his dirty blonde curls pulled back into a ponytail. His hair was damp from the shower you had both clambered out of, "Do you think we can eat it without sauce?"

"Don't worry," You pushed him aside gently as you held up a butter knife with one hand, reaching for the can with the other, "I've got this." You grinned teasingly.

"No," He replied quickly as he pulled the can back to his chest quickly, "You don't have this." He shook his head as he removed the butter knife from your fingers a second later, making you grin.

"What's the worst that could happen?" You asked him playfully, taking a step back as the water in the pan began to boil rougher.

"You lose your hands." He said with a laugh, shaking his head as he stirred the vegetables in the other pan. You thought about it for a moment.

"True," You nodded along, "But I get the can open, so that's a plus." You sent him a playful wink, biting back your own smile.

"You're funny," He hummed, eyeing you for a moment before he jerked his chin towards the living room, "I think I have a handheld one in the kitchen box."

"The knife will be faster." You mumbled softly as you walked past him, letting your fingers drift along his waist as you did so. You yelped as his hand shot out, smacking against your backside.

"Not a chance." His lips were curled into a smirk before he turned back to the pan on the stove. You shook your head as you placed your hands on your knees, bending low to examine the labels on the boxes.

The tape came off easily from the box, choosing to stick to your skin instead of the box. You scoffed as you struggled to pull it off, frowning at the leftover sticky feeling that clung to your fingertips.

You paused as you caught movement from the corner of your eye, something small and fast. You furrowed your eyebrows together, confirming the speck wasn't a piece of leftover tape before a shriek left your lips.

"Billy!" You yelped as you began to scurry away, moving backwards as your pulse quickened against the side of your neck. Your body felt limp, consumed with fear as you thought about it rushing towards you.

"What?" He asked, sounding as frantic as you felt as he was suddenly next to you. His hands fell to your sides, tugging you up towards your feet as you pointed towards the spot where the beast had stopped at.

"There's a spider," You squeaked out, trying to keep your arms from flailing about as it seemed to glower at you from the corner of the room, "Oh my God, it's moving." You shook your hands, turning quickly so you were hiding behind him.

"It's a spider." His eyebrows were crinkled in confusion as he turned towards you, blue eyes flashing in amusement as you held your arms tightly to your chest. Spiders could be dangerous, mean. And you wanted nothing to do with them.

"It's moving!" You shrieked, watching in horror as he moved towards where the culprit was. You didn't get much time to protest before he was catching it in his hand, caging it in his palms, "Be careful!" You told him seriously, trying not to wince at the thought of the spider's legs against his skin.

"It's a little spider," He replied dryly, "Can you get the door?" He asked you, looking down at his hands calmly as you rushed towards the balcony doors. You nearly tumbled onto the floor, your socks sliding against the tiled floors behind your balanced yourself.

"I'm fine," You promised, smiling sheepishly as you slid the door open for him. You winced at the feeling of the cool air slammed into you, prickling your cheeks as he stepped outside, "Be careful."

"Wouldn't want to drop him in the wind," He teased as he held his hand out gently, letting the spider crawl from his palm and onto the railing, "He might fly back at you."

"That's not funny." You told him seriously, taking a step to the left to protect yourself in case that did happen. You were sure you'd collapse to the floor, your heart unable to deal with that thought.

"Kinda is," He smirked as he walked back through the doorway, "He was the size of your pinky." He teased as he gave your chin a little squeeze, making you grumble.

"Did you see his fangs?" You asked seriously, "He was terrifying." You said seriously, hoping the spider wouldn't get any bright ideas to create webs on your balcony.

"Mhm," He shook his head, grinning softly, "Scaredy cat. He was innocent." He retorted as he knelt over, gripping the can opener before he headed back to the kitchen. You trudged along behind him, sure that there would be more spiders to follow.

"Until he lays eggs, and they take over the apartment," You replied, shivering as a chill raced through your body, "Is it almost done?"

"Almost." He hummed in agreement, giving the can a good shake before he added it into the hot pan. You took a step back, keeping yourself a safe distance from the heat.

You turned for a moment, popping the fridge open as you took a quick examine of it. Inside rested a six pack, an opened can of Coke, a gallon of milk, a stick of butter and a bag of grapes. Looks like there was just one option for snacks.

"You want one?" You questioned, grinning as he nodded his head in agreement, "Catch!" You briefly warned him before you tossed the grape in his direction.

He moved with surprising speed, his lips parted as he caught it effortlessly. You clapped your hands, feeling impressed at how quick he reacted.

"Ah, see," He grinned as he held his hands out, cocking his eyebrows as you cheered for him, "I can do more things with my mouth." He teased, eyes filling with mischief as you popped two grapes into your mouth.

"You already got your fun for the night," You reminded him, "We set up the furniture." You grinned, listening as he snorted in response.

"Highlight of my life." He mumbled, giving his head a little shake before he went back to stirring the pan. You peeped over his shoulder, getting a quick glance at what was left before the timer to his left went off.

"I'll get it!" You told him excitedly, curious as to what the cobbler he had baked would taste like. He had briefly mentioned it was an old recipe, most likely his mom's, but wouldn't get into much detail over it.

"Wait-," He stopped you, gripping your hand tightly as his blue eyes snapped towards yours, "Oven mitt." He reminded calmly, giving you a little grin before he placed a kiss along your knuckles.

"Oh," You nodded your head along, smiling sheepishly at how your excitement overpowered everything else, "Yeah, that might be helpful." You shrugged it off, sure that you would've remembered before you stuck your hand in the oven. Maybe.

You carefully pulled it out once your fingers were safely covered, your eyes widening as you inspected the golden-brown crust. You were sure there were little sugar flakes on it too, making your mouth water at the thought.

"I want a slice." You said as you glanced towards him, wondering if you could convince him to have dessert first. This was your place, you could surely do whatever you wanted.

"It's too hot." He said with a laugh as he turned the burners to the stove off. Everything else looked good too, but the pie smelt amazing.

"It's worth it," You told him seriously, "It looks incredible." You complimented, resisting the urge to cut into it.

"Thanks," He smirked as he leaned against the counter, "I guess I'm good at that too." He added cockily, twisting his rings around his fingers as you took a step towards him.

"Take your ego down a notch," You laughed as you poked his side, "But you are." You nodded softly, smiling as you leaned forward to press your lips against his.

"Thanks," He grinned against your mouth, his fingers falling against the side of your neck, "You still don't get any until later." He replied, making you groan playfully. At least you tried.

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billys-pretty-babe · 18 days ago

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The New Addition

Roll With the Changes (find the first series here!)

Dad!Billy Hargrove x Teacher!Reader

A baby had not been on your radar. Especially so soon. You felt like you had just moved in with Billy, that you had finally gotten into a good spot within your relationship. It was nice, but you weren’t sure how a baby would fit into that equation.

And you had been scared to bring it up, fearful almost. You didn’t think that Billy would get mad, but part of you feared that maybe he’d want nothing to do with you. Which was silly. Theo had been unexpected and he hadn’t left then.

“Two for two.” Was all Billy had to say about it, shrugging his shoulders as he remained calm and relaxed. Perhaps the most chill that you had ever seen him. It baffled you.

“You’re not mad?” You asked him as you blinked your eyes slowly, trying to be sure that you had heard him right. He turned in confusion, wrinkling his dark eyebrows together.

“Why would I be mad?” He chuckled as he rested his elbow on the table, “We’re definitely in a better situation.” He said as he reached his hand forward, linking your fingers together. Your body relaxed instantly as you nodded in agreement. You would be fine.

He tugged you closer to him, pressing on you gently until you were sitting in front of him. A squeal left your lips as he scooted your chair closer, a little smirk on his lips before he placed a gentle kiss against your mouth.

“I can’t wait to meet them,” He promised you, ghosting his fingers over your stomach, “They’re going to be so loved.” He added as he brushed his nose against yours, making you smile.

“What do we tell Theo?” You asked him seriously, knowing that you hadn’t prepared for this at all. You hadn’t ever thought about having to one day tell him that you were pregnant, as you had never thought about it before.

“Nothing yet,” He said softly, “I don’t think he’d understand.” He said reassuringly as he brushed his fingers across your cheek gently. You smiled at the feeling.

“Do you think he’s going to get jealous?” You asked him seriously, worried that he might think you’re trying to replace him. Theo was too special to be pushed away. You adored him and you hoped that he liked you in a similar manner.

“Theo?” He questioned as he pulled back, looking at you curiously. You nodded your head gently, “Definitely not.”

“What is it?” Theo asked curiously as he leaned over the table, his cheeks smeared with the leftover ice cream that he had just devoured. You chewed on your bottom lip, glancing towards Billy who was nodding encouragingly.

“Well,” You paused as you held onto the ultrasound, moving your finger to show off the little blob, “Right there is your little baby sister or brother.” You explained gently, ensuring that your voice was laced with excitement.

He sat back in his chair as your words fell over him, his eyebrows crinkling together in confusion the same way that Billy did. He linked his little fingers together, narrowing his eyelids before he chose his words carefully.

“I otay.” He said at last as he settled back in his chair, kicking his feet like he had no interest in the picture. Or the baby. You stared in confusion, not expecting that reaction at all.

“You’re okay?” Billy questioned, chuckling softly as he reached over to press his palm over your stomach, “The baby is already on their way. Right here.” He explained softly, leaning forward to rest his chin against your shoulder. You nodded in agreement, hoping that might change Theo’s mind.

“I don’t want a baby.” He shrugged as he looked at you two seriously, like you could magically make it stop. You gulped hard, your throat feeling rough and gritty.

“Why not?” Billy carried on for you as you felt a crushing feeling settling on top of your chest. You didn’t want Theo to hurt or to feel like he was going to be left out. That’s not what you wanted at all.

“I’m baby.” He pouted out his lips as he looked between the two of you, crossing his arms quickly. You breathed in deeply, wishing you had something to say to him. Anything. But your thoughts were on hold, free falling into the ground below you.

“Of course you are,” He grinned as he pulled him onto his lap, giving him a little squeeze, “You’ll always be my first baby. And now there’s going to be a new baby.” He reassured as he peppered a series of kisses along Theo’s sticky cheeks. He giggled for a moment, before quickly stopping.

“Why?” He asked as he pouted in Billy’s arms, the top of his mullet hanging over his forehead. He waited expectantly.

“Uh,” He paused for a second, “We thought it would be fun.” He answered at last, giving you a little shrug as he caught your eye. You nodded your head in agreement as Theo pulled himself up.

“Lots of fun,” You encouraged as you brought a bright smile to your lips, “And you’d always have someone to play with.” You added a second later, hoping that might sway his decision.

“And whewe will the baby sleep at?” Theo asked as he placed his hands on his hips, “I’m not sharing!” He pointed out, an incredulous look on his features as he glanced back and forth between the two of you.

“That’s why we’re getting a new house, remember?” Billy reminded him, moving so he could rub soft circles against Theo’s back. He grumbled.

“I like this house.” He responded as he kicked his foot down, looking at his father angrily. You pressed your lips together, wondering if Billy acted the same way as a child.

“But it’s small,” He reasoned gently, “And you can pick out your own room.” He added sweetly, making Theo stop in surprise.

“I can?” He asked slowly, turning to face Billy. He nodded his head, lips curling into a gentle smile.

“Mhm.”

“Otay.” Theo agreed, smiling this time as he nodded at the two of you. You sighed in relief, hoping things would get better from here.

Things did not get better. Not quite worse, but Theo certainly wasn’t happy about having a new sibling. He had grown attached to both of your sides, making daycare drop off even worse. He often bursted into your classroom, clinging to your leg and refusing to leave. It was hard.

Moving had only made things worse. He liked his new room and that all of his toys fit in there, but he grew jealous once things started going up in the nursery. He’d often hide little outfits, throw diapers onto the ground and hide things in his room. And he really didn’t like that the crib was far too small for him to crawl into.

Tantrums were thrown and dealt with, though you had a hard time getting mad at him. You felt guilty most of the time, fearing that you had ruined his little life. That’s not what you wanted at all, you just wanted him to be happy.

“Theo,” Billy knelt down in front of him one afternoon, holding his little hands in excitement. His blue eyes were slightly red, still glazed over with tears from crying, “Do you want to hear the good news?” He questioned as he turned towards you, sniffling once again.

“What?” Theo asked slowly, looking uncertain as he glanced towards where you had your palm resting over your growing tummy. You bit your lip, sending him a little wave with your other hand.

He had mentioned a few weeks ago that he liked your bump. Not because of the baby, but because it was so soft and squishy to lay on. He had made you laugh so hard that you had nearly peed.

“The baby is a little girl,” Billy told him softly, grinning as he did his best to bounce him, “Isn’t that exciting?” He asked before he gave Theo a big kiss on his cheek. You were both hoping that they’d get along better that way.

“A giwl?” Theo grumbled as he turned to putty in Billy’s arms, “They stinky.” He relayed, making him laugh in response. You couldn’t help but smile too, admitting that it was a little funny.

“Don’t you think it would be fun to have a little sister?” You asked, hoping that he might have changed his decision. He met your eyes as he gave you a little shrug. You supposed it was better than him getting angry.

“How about you think about it while we go shopping?” Billy hummed as he fixed his hair, twisting his fingers through Theo’s blonde curls. He huffed in response.

“Fow who?” He asked as he wrinkled his nose up, looking jealous once again. You pressed your lips together. There was a good chance if you said it was to buy baby things that he’d toss everything out of the cart.

“All of us,” You replied at last, “It’ll be fun. Maybe we can get a dessert after.” You added a second later, enjoying the way his smile grew. He raced over, giving your leg a strong hug.

“Yay!” He giggled, twisting his arms tightly around your skin, “Tank you!” He squeaked out happily, his fingertips digging into your jeans as he held you tighter.

“You’re welcome,” You laughed softly as you brushed your fingers through his hair, “Let’s go spend your daddy’s money.” You teased as you slowly knelt over, giving the top of his head a little kiss.

Theo was gifted with five dollars to spend, something that he held onto carefully as he analyzed the different toys in the aisle. In the end he decided on a fake set of food, proudly proclaiming that he would cook dinner tonight.

“Aren’t these cute?” You grinned as you held up a pair of red sparkly shoes. They were tiny in your hands, barely bigger than the size of your palm, “It’s like Dorothy’s.” You stated happily as you showed them off to Billy.

“Adorable,” He smiled in return as you handed them to him, “These are the ones you want?” He questioned as he looked down the aisle of baby shoes, looking thoughtful for a moment. You debated it for a second, trying to decide if they would be best for your little girl.

“They’re pretty,” You pressed your lips together as you thought about it, resting your hands on your hips, “Maybe some sneakers would be better.” You suggested as you looked at the other shoes, stalling as you felt a little hand against yours.

“Can I get one too?” Theo questioned you, a worried expression on his features as hope glimmered in his blue eyes. You gave his hand a squeeze as you placed the shoes back, deciding that you had time to wait on those.

“You want some cute little shoes?” You asked as you knelt slowly to face him, watching the way he slowly nodded his head in agreement, “Of course you can. What kind do you want?” You asked as you let him guide the way.

“Don’t we have enough shoes at home?” Billy shouted after you, making you snort in response. He shouldn’t be talking about shoes. You were certain that he had more than you did.

Theo tapped his finger against his chin as he looked around, scanning the rows of shoes as you glanced over your shoulder. Billy was distracted, still looking at the newborn shoes as you decided to take a moment to speak to Theo on your own.

“I have a secret,” You whispered gently, “Can I tell you?” You asked him gently, squatting down slowly so you could meet his eye level.

“Just me?” He asked, looking back at Billy with excitement pouring onto his features. You bit back a laugh.

“Well,” You paused, “You can tell your daddy. But I wanted to tell you first.” You told him instead, watching as he nodded his head in agreement.

“Suwe,” He replied in a nonchalant way, “I guess.” He shrugged, definitely getting that little gesture from his father. Like everything was no big deal and he was too cool. It was cute.

“I’m scared about becoming a mommy,” You told him honestly, accepting his gesture to hold hands, “I don’t want to mess it up.” You told him seriously, squeezing your fingers with his.

“I think you’re a great mommy.” He looked at you curiously, like he was surprised that you had even brought that up. You bit back tears, suddenly overwhelmed as you realized how he viewed you.

“Thank you, Theo,” You smiled as you gave his hands another little squeeze, “And I know you’re unsure about becoming a big brother, but you’re going to be a great one.” You reassured him, hoping that your little talk would work. He looked at you for a long moment, like he was considering your words.

“I’m baby.”

Well, you still had a few more months left.

“What do you think her name should be?” You asked curiously, pencil tapping against the list that you and Billy had plotted out. Only it was blank. It turned out that you both disliked more people than you actually liked.

“I name her?” Theo asked as he popped his head out from underneath the coffee table, his assortment of cars scattered near your feet. You pressed your palm against your belly as your baby began to kick again. Last week you had shown Theo, but he had freaked out and told you that there were spiders inside of you.

“Uh,” Billy glanced towards you, “If we all agree on the name, then sure.” He nodded his head, holding his arms out as Theo crawled on top of his lap. He rested his head against Billy’s shoulder, moving a hand up to play with his blonde curls.

“Minne,” He declared with a little smile, “I like that name.” He smiled sweetly as he pulled his knees up to his chest, rubbing his cheek against Billy’s chest before he yawned loudly.

“Minnie is really pretty.” You agreed with him after a second thought. Theodore and Minnie. You really liked it actually. Billy looked at you quizzically, clearly not agreeing with you. You didn’t think it was bad. It could definitely be worse and you’d never had to take care of someone named Minnie before.

“I good at picking out names.” He giggled to himself as he yawned again, wiggling himself closer to Billy as he held onto him tightly. Billy kissed the top of his head gently, rocking him back and forth as you pondered on the name.

You wrote it down a second later, labeling it as number one. You thought it would be special for Theo to pick out the name as well, almost like they were able to begin bonding with one another.

“You’re going with the first name he suggests?” He questioned with raised eyebrows, “You know he could have a different answer by tomorrow.” He added as Theo slept peacefully in his arms, his little nose wrinkling for a moment.

“Then we can discuss it then.” You added as you slowly leaned forward to set the paper down. He reached over a moment later, pulling your legs up over his to keep them rested.

“You don’t have to go with his suggestion.” He told you seriously, giving your knee a little squeeze as he watched you. You bit your bottom lip, knowing that he was right. But part of you really liked Minnie.

And the other part wanted Theo to like his little sister. And to ensure that he wouldn’t hold a grudge against you.

“I know,” You sighed gently, “But it would be nice. I mean-, I want him to get along with his little sister.” You explained as you gestured your hand out, wishing you could explain your thoughts better. Between the fuzzy brain and the morning sickness you were sure you were losing your mind.

“He will,” He chuckled as he kissed your cheek, “Once he adjusts it’ll be fine.” He promised, but you were still uncertain.

She was perfect. Her sweet little baby smell, her chubby cheeks and high pitched cry. You were certain that her nose resembled Billy’s, but everything else was too early to tell. It had been a long eight hours, but all of that was forgotten as you held her in your arms.

“She’s so pretty,” Billy mumbled as he kissed her little head again, sniffling as he brushed a finger against her chubby cheek, “She looks like you.” He commented, although you disagreed.

“She tiny.” Theo stated as he held onto Billy’s side, looking over the bed curiously. He didn’t look angry like you expected. You almost thought he looked excited.

“Isn’t she?” He smiled down at him, giving his head a little kiss, “Do you want to hold her?” He asked gently, rubbing his back softly.

“No thanks.” He shook his head quickly, dramatically as his blonde curls swept back and forth in the wind. You bit your bottom lip, recognizing his little game now.

“Are you sure?” Billy asked again once he stopped moving his head. Theo stared up at him for a long time, like he was trying to make a decision.

“Oh,” He paused for a moment, “Otay.” He agreed at last, making you smile from ear to ear as you scooted over in the bed. You ignored the look that Billy sent you as you were totally sure that you were fine. And Theo was still a small little thing. There was plenty of room for the three of you.

Theo snuggled up to your side, smiling brightly as he held his arms out. You gently shifted your daughter over to him, gently explaining the best way to hold her. Your heart swelled at the sight, a small laugh threatening to break free as you noticed how big your daughter looked in Theo’s arms. Even though she was tiny, just like him.

“Do you know what her name is?” You asked him a minute later, amused at the way he kept staring at her face. Like he was waiting for her to do something, anything. It was sweet.

“Uh uh.” He shook his head softly, already being cautious of how to move around her. It was sweet. You glanced over, observing Billy as he quickly wiped his eyes away.

“Minnie,” You told him gently, enjoying the way his smile widened, “It fits, don’t you think?” You asked him sweetly, tilting your head at the way he beamed down at her.

“Yeah,” He nodded his head, “She has big eaws. Wike Minnie Mouse.” You felt your jaw drop at his words, surprised as you looked down at Minnie’s ears.

“Theo,” Billy said quickly, turning to cover up his laugh with a cough, “You can’t say that.” He replied as he rubbed his hand over his mouth, bearing a large grin. You hated the way you smiled too. It was true. Her ears did stick out, just like Billy’s.

“It twue,” Theo defended herself, “Wook at her tummy too.” He giggled as he gestured down to her stomach.

“She’s full of milk,” You responded with a little laugh, smiling at the two of them, “What do you think?” You asked as you brushed his hair out of his face. He hummed softly.

“Can she play?” He asked quickly, looking at you excitedly. You smiled, glad that he was at least warming up to the idea.

“Not yet,” You told him gently, “She’s still too little. But once she’s bigger she can.” You reassured him as he nodded his head, glancing back towards Billy who had moved himself closer.

“I guess she’s not too bad,” He replied, pulling his little lips into a smile, “Nice to meet you, Minnie.” He whispered gently, his tone full of mischief.

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billys-pretty-babe · 22 days ago

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Dacre Montgomery as BILLY HARGROVE STRANGER THINGS 2 2x02 “Chapter Two: Trick or Treat, Freak”

#billy hargrove #my man my man my man

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billys-pretty-babe · 22 days ago

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billys-pretty-babe · 23 days ago

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WIP Wednesday

Thank you for tagging me @buckysgrace 💙 sorry for the late response

This is my introduction chapter to my Billy x Fem!OC series

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Daniella's father, Jim Hopper sighed as he walked into the cabin as he took off his hat. "Do you know Billy Hargrove?" Daniella nodded, she had heard his name and had seen him a few times around Hawkins High.

"Stay far away from him, he's trouble." She nodded again as she flipped through her textbook. "I mean it, Dani. Stay. Away." She nodded, sure Billy Hargrove was hot, but Daniella had never been romantically involved with a guy before, she never even had a first kiss because of who her father was.

Her father kissed her head before grumbling about Mike and El being in the bedroom as he walked to the room and opened the door. Billy Hargrove wasn't someone she could avoid, she knew that, but what was so bad about him?

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billys-pretty-babe · 23 days ago

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Happy Halloween (≧∇≦)ﾉ

q(≧▽≦q) Another quick little Billy sketch

#billy hargrove #fanart #look at himmmm

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billys-pretty-babe · 27 days ago

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Love love love as per usual

What about Isa dressed up as a witch and Billy dressed up as a werewolf? For halloween. I love your drawings 🥹❤️‍🩹

Did I do it right? 🥹🩷🎃

𝐃𝐫𝐚��𝐛𝐥𝐞:

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚! 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞! 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨! 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐥𝐨𝐥! 𝐀𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!❤︎

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I love this so much

The LifeGuard

Billy Hargrove x Fem!reader

Flufftober 2024

You end up matching with your ex at a Halloween party

You were elbow deep in makeup, trying to get your lips perfectly glossed and your hair as neat as you could manage. You wanted to look good tonight. It would be the first big party that you’d be arriving single and you wanted people to know that. You were ready to leave with someone tonight.

It was cold this Halloween, but you did your best to pretend like your legs weren’t frozen. You figured the more you drank and interacted with people, the warmer you’d grow. So then it wouldn’t feel like you really were parading around in a little red swimsuit. But you figured if Pamela Anderson could do it, so could you.

You wiggled your way back through the crowd, falling into your group of friends as you quickly observed any suspects that may catch your eye later in the night. You weren’t spending one more night alone.

“Did you guys mean to match?” One of your friends brought up, her eyebrows cocked as she looked over your shoulder. You turned in confusion.

“What do you mean?” You asked as you continued to nurse your cup in your hand, turning your eyes away from someone with dark brown eyes.

“You and Billy,” She laughed, “He’s dressed as a lifeguard too.” She pointed through the crowd, making your eyes narrow for a moment. There was no way.

“You’re kidding me,” You told her seriously, heart thumping harshly in your chest, “No he’s not.” You denied it before you even saw him, determined that she was messing with you in some cruel way.

“Look and see.”

Shit. Fuck. She was right. Billy was across the room, laughing loudly with a pretty girl. It made your chest ache, but you quickly shook that feeling away before it could linger. You didn’t want to know if he had a new girlfriend or fling. That wasn’t your business anyways.

You were irritated with how good he looked. His dirty blonde curls brushed against his shoulders, grown out from the last time you’d seen him. His skin was golden despite the colder months, like he was still managing to get out and tan. His chest was slick with something wet, probably beer or sweat.

His lips looked as tempting as ever, red and soft as you briefly let your gaze fall to them as he spoke. Your eyes drifted up further, just barely catching his blue hue before you snapped your gaze away.

“I did not match him,” You huffed as you shook your head, not wanting your confidence to dull, “He just wanted a chance to show off.” You stated in irritation, pretending like you hadn’t seen the red swimming trunks he had on.

“Isn’t that what you’re doing?” She asked you, making you scoff in response. Maybe. But it wasn’t fair for Billy to ruin your fun time. And he wouldn’t. You were going to pretend like he didn’t even exist.

You did your best to avoid him the rest of the night, but it was like he didn’t notice you were there anyways. He didn’t scan the crowds for you or seem to be questioning your whereabouts either.

You were working on your fourth cup of punch when fate cruelly carved your paths. He swaggered into the kitchen, not a car in the world as he dumped his cup into the punch bowl, ignoring the spoon entirely.

“Hey,” Billy whistled lowly as his eyes scanned over you, his eyebrows raising and lips curling into a smirk, “Well, look at that.” He teased you, his reaction making little goosebumps spread across your skin. God you hated him and his handsome looks.

“Go away.” You replied in irritation, shaking your head as you took another sip from your cup. You didn’t want to deal with him, not right now. Or ever.

“I see you’re pleasant,” He hummed, his eyes lingering at the way the swimsuit cut into your thighs, “What a coincidence.” He snorted, gesturing down towards his own swimming suit.

“You’re not dressed up.” You snapped back quickly, frowning as you shook your head. He wasn’t. He was just being a jerk.

“What do you mean?” He asked you, cocking his dark eyebrows at you. You took another big gulp from your cup, trying to keep yourself from getting too angry.

“I mean you worked as a lifeguard,” You scoffed as you shook your head, holding your arms tighter over your chest, “So it doesn’t count.” You said easily, shrugging your shoulders softly.

“Awe,” He grinned, lips curling up in a mocking way, “I’m very flattered that you’re still thinking about me.” He teased as he rested his palm over his chest, making you snort.

“I’m not.” You told him seriously. You hadn’t thought about him a while. And you wouldn’t ever think of him again. Even if that sounded immature.

“Sounds like you are.” He moved a little closer to you, making you recall the last time you had seen him. You didn’t understand how he could always make you feel so angry.

“I’m just irritated that you always have to ruin everything.” You finally pointed your finger towards him, feeling like this was falling down the path of your last conversation you'd had with him.

“What did I ruin this time?” He asked dryly, looking less than interested as he took a gulp from his cup. The liquid that was on the side of the plastic dripped from it, falling onto his golden skin.

“My fun,” You replied, not caring how immature you sounded, “You’re always getting up in my business.” You knew you probably sounded too highly of yourself, but it was irritating. You didn’t like knowing that he already had girls flocking to him and you hadn’t had one guy ask you to dance yet.

“You’re the one that’s irritated,” He chuckled, “I think you look good.” He said at last, blue eyes twinkling in mischief as you felt your anger melt away. Just like that. Suddenly you didn’t need attention from anyone else. Just him.

“Thanks.” You mumbled softly as you crossed your arms over your chest, trying to keep from showing yourself off.

“Sexy.” He added a second later, biting down on his bottom lip as his eyes scanned over your body once again. You narrowed your eyes. He was not getting that lucky tonight.

“I hate you.” You stated as you held your hand on your hip, not enjoying the way his eyes continued to linger on your body and not your eyes. What a pervert.

“Do you?” He asked you, drifting his eyes up to face you. You felt your heart flip flop roughly inside of your chest as you met his gaze. God, you hated that he looked so good.

“Will you go away if I say yes?” You asked him dryly, hoping that he would get the point. Even if he was being nice, you didn’t want to talk to him.

“I missed you.” He stated softly, making your eyebrows crinkle together. He looked sincere too.

That surprised you. He hadn’t called you since the breakup, hadn’t shown up to your workplace or written to you. You didn’t get it. Why did he miss you now?

“I did not come here to get back together with you,” You told him sternly, “Again.” You nodded your head after a second thought. You’d splitten up and gotten back together plenty of times before, but that wasn’t going to happen this time.

“It’s pretty funny that we’re matching.” He stated with a lazy smile, bumping his elbow against yours. His skin was warm despite his little amount of clothing. It felt natural, right.

“Don’t even try.” You told him, your tone more playful this time as you shoved at his arm. Your touch lingered for a second, sure that he must’ve been working out even harder in the months that you hadn’t seen him.

“Maybe I could grab you a beer.” He suggested, flicking his tongue out to lick his bottom lip. Part of you wanted to grab his chin and kiss him. He was ridiculous.

“One drink,” You replied, feeling your walls break down. You did miss him, “But that’s it. Nothing else. I’m not going home with you.” You told him honestly. You wouldn’t allow yourself to make that mistake again. To get hurt.

“Mhm.” He replied, sounding all cocky as he took another sip from his cup.

“Billy, I’m being serious.” You told him, moving your hand up a bit so you could poke his chest. You liked the way his skin felt on yours.

“So am I,” He replied as he held his hands up in mock defeat, but his expression was still cocky, “One beer.” He reasoned you, leaving you to debate with his compromise for a second.

“Just one.” You nodded your head, already knowing you were falling into a sticky trap. But he made it sound so good. So fun.

God help you.

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