#★ no one tells me what to do ( billy hargrove )

[venusloverblue]

Sky blue eyes

Billy Hargrove x Harrington!reader

words count: + 4k

summary: You become friends with Max, this means that you get to know Billy better

warnings: Steve Harrington!mean, little angst, fluff, mild sexual mentions, I think that's it all, tell me if I'm missing anything else

a/n: Hi!! I hope you are well, this is my first fanfic in my life. I hope you like it and if you have any criticism, let it be constructive. English is not a first language so if there are any mistakes, I'm sorry!!!

For a long time you thought that love was not going to be present in your teenage life, you thought that the romance in the movies was exclusively for the movies and that it did not extend to the real world. Plus you took it for granted that you were never going to fall in love and that no one was going to fall in love with you.

Everyone knew who your brother was, when they talked about you they referred to you as Harrington's little sister and not your first name. It was difficult at first for you to live in the shadow of your older brother, but over the years your skin had turned iron and those comments no longer affect you like before.

It is because of all this that your life had become very simple and boring, you did not have as many friends as you wanted, but at least you had people to take refuge with when you needed it, among them were Nancy and Jonathan, although their love for each other made you feel a little alone, they were always there to give you their unconditional support and their shoulders to cry on.

It was quite common for you to be crying in the bathrooms along with Nancy, this case was because some of the more popular kids had played a prank on you at lunch. They thought that bathing you with their drinks was something that everyone would find very funny and they were not wrong because a large part of the dining room began to laugh as if they had just told the best joke of their lives. That's why you came out with your head held high and when nothing saw you, you started running towards the women's bathrooms.

While you were crying and washing your face you didn't realize that Nancy had rushed in to comfort and help you. A few minutes after helping you and calming you down, you break the silence that had existed since she found you in the bathrooms.

"I don't understand what's wrong with them, I've never done anything to them and they always try to humiliate me in front of everyone" you say while looking at Nancy searching for an answer that could help you cope with the situation.

She sighs, searching for the right words, finally finding them. "I would love to know why they do this to you, I would also like to know why your brother doesn't do anything about it" She says with a tone of hatred towards my brother.

"You know how he is, he would never fight for me with his friends, that's why they do this to me"

"It doesn't mean that you can't get angry with him, you should say something to him when you're home." Before you can answer, someone knocks on the bathroom door.

"Girls, are you okay?" Jonathan's unmistakable voice is heard, he must have come as quickly as he can after finding out what happened in the dining room.

Nancy tells him that we are fine and that we will see him after school, which ends the conversation that the two of you were having before he interrupted you.

★

When the exit bell rings, everyone quickly leaves their classrooms to get home as soon as possible and to rest properly, since it is Friday, many must be in a hurry to prepare for a party at the house of some of the popular ones, luckily this weekend is not yours.

You are one of the last to leave, that is why your friends are waiting for you to say goodbye or make some plans in the next few days, as you get closer you hear how some of the popular ones point at you and laugh at you, because your clothes were stained by the drinks some of them threw, you decide to ignore them and continue walking to reach Nancy and Jonathan.

After having talked for a few minutes we decide that we will call each other to see if we can arrange an outing, with that they say goodbye and you walk home, since obviously Steve was not going to risk his reputation by taking you in his car.

After walking for a while you come across a girl of about 13 years old riding her skateboard, her reddish hair being blown back by the air that hits her face while she is moving. It seems strange to you that she is alone so you decide to run as close as possible.

"Hey girl, are you alone?" When you ask her the question, the girl stops suddenly, when she turns to look at you, her features relax and that's when she starts talking.

"Yes, my brother sent me home on the skateboard because I left him waiting after school" She says as if it were something unimportant.

When you hear that I can't believe it, how is it possible that her brother is so cold? That's when you remember that your brother is the same as you and you feel more sorry for the girl.

"Well, you weren't the only one, my brother never took me in his car since it was given to him" You tell the girl that so she doesn't feel so alone because of her brother.

Her face wrinkles in disgust and then changes to a grimace of annoyance. "I don't understand why older brothers are always so stupid." That's when she decides to roll his eyes.

"Yes, they are stupid"

★

After that unexpected meeting, you and Max become kind of friends, causing you to accompany her to her house every day and then go to yours. It was really very fun to spend time with her, she was a very sweet girl who preferred to cover that sweetness with rudeness although she didn't completely succeed.

For several weeks it becomes part of your routine until one day it ends.

While you were waiting for Max outside school, you found out from one of her classmates that she was sick and that they needed someone to deliver her homework. That's why you volunteered since the route to your house would take you to passed by Max's house. With that the children thank you and say goodbye to go, get their bikes and leave.

When you're walking to Max's house you hope you don't run into his brother, Billy Hargrove. In the weeks that you became friends with Max you found out who his brother was, you would never have guessed since they didn't look alike at all, then you found out that they are actually not brothers but stepbrothers. But in the same way your nerves did not dissipate, Billy was known for having a rather strong temper and also for having little patience, you did not like the combination at all. You didn't want him to get mad at you for being at his house and then decide to get revenge for it at school, just thinking about it gives you chills.

But still that didn't stop you from going to Max's house, she was your friend and she needed to keep up with school regardless of whether she liked her brother or not.

When you got home the nerves were present again and you didn't really know what to do, and seeing the Camaro on the driveway from the garage sends a chill down your spine. You decided to shake yourself to erase any drop of fear regarding Billy, he was not a monster, he was a boy the same age as your brother, with that you relaxed a little, giving yourself the courage to go knock on the door.

You waited a few seconds before someone answered, when the door opened you were greeted by a completely sweaty Billy with a muscular shirt that revealed his physique. You may have liked Billy, but you couldn't deny the attractiveness he possessed and why all the girls were crazy about him.

"Who are you and what are you doing at my door?" The question snaps you out of your thoughts and brings you back to real life with Billy scowling at your presence.

"Hello, I'm Max's friend, I came to bring her her homework because she is sick" You stay silent for a few seconds and then add. "Hers classmates asked me to give it to her."

Before Billy answered, a slightly hoarse voice was heard behind him. "Hello, sorry I went to school today, mom made me stay in bed" Max says while pushing hers brother a little so he can see me.

"Hello Max, don't worry, it's best that you recover as soon as possible. I have your homework here, I can bring it again tomorrow if you need it."

"I appreciate it, I won't be able to go for a few days" She says with a little sadness.

“Don't be sad, the most important thing now is that you recover as soon as possible. Plus I need my travel companion to be very healthy to come home on time every day, right?” With that the girl nods quickly with a big smile, agreeing with you. “Okay, I'm going home now, I'll bring your homework at the same time tomorrow.” When you say that, you turn around and walk through the Hargroves' front yard while waving goodbye to Max.

★

The next three days you continue going to Max's house to leave hers homework and the one who opens the door is always Billy with his frown, you don't pay much interest to the subject since it's probably not something personal but he is like that with everyone and not only with you. But that doesn't mean that that attitude doesn't bother you.

It's already the fifth day that Max is sick, so you repeat the same process already done the previous four days, but this time you have an obstacle to overcome and that is Billy Hargrove. When you were about to cross the street, a blue Camaro with the windows down stopped in front of you and inside was the boy with sky blue eyes.

“Are you going to my house?” He asks with a tired tone.

“Yes, going to leave Max's homework.” You are surprised that the new and now popular boy is talking to you. You thought you were a nuisance to him, not a person he wanted to talk to.

“Get in and I'll take you, I don't want you to interrupt me again like you did all week.”

You hesitate at first, you don't think it's appropriate to get on since you completely like him, you also know that someone will see you and rumors are generated regarding our relationship, which is completely non-existent. A few seconds pass before you end up accepting, it's not like they saw you having any approach that would imply that you were dating or something like that.

You get into the camaro and shortly after you have closed the door the vehicle takes off at great speed. You get scared at first, but you end up getting used to the speed.

“So you're the one who accompanies my sister home, at first I thought it was a miracle to return alone, but then I began to suspect” He looks at you for a few seconds and then looks back at the road.

“Yes, I saw her for the first time when she was returning on her skateboard and I thought it was better that I accompany her to make sure nothing happens to her.” You say that with the intention of making her realize what an idiot he is for letting her leave on her own, but it seems that he does not give it importance or does not realize it.

“Well, thanks for that” He says that and then adds. “I wouldn't like to imagine what I would do if something happened to Max.”

“I understand, but you could also wait a little longer when you leave school. I know you don't like to wait, but she is a girl and she shouldn't come back alone on her skateboard” You say and then add. “You never know what can happen out there.”

Without realizing it, you are already at the door of his house. When he finishes parking, he turns to you and with a face that shows much more than you thought you would ever see from Billy in your life, he decides to tell you. “Believe me, I know.”

★

It's been weeks since the last time Billy took you to his house so you could hand in hers homework to Max and although you don't like to admit it, you still think about the short conversation you had in his cabin. You saw some guilt in him along with remorse for not being able to do something. At some moments you think that you imagined it, but you know that it is a way of lying to yourself, he in some sense is honest with you.

Your thoughts about Billy are interrupted by the bell that announces the end of classes, you quickly leave with your classmates. When you are already at the main exit of the high school, you see some of the popular kids laughing in a way that makes you understand that they are planning something that you would not like to know about.

It is when you are passing a few meters near them that you feel how they are getting you wet, by the time you realize you are soaked from head to toe, you don't know where to go so they stop laughing and meanwhile you curse yourself for having chosen a white shirt that shows through your bra

Everyone around you laughs, you even see Steve being one of those who finds the joke very funny. Everything is laughter until you hear how someone is hit, causing the laughter to turn into screams of horror on the part of the girls and hatred on the part of the boys. You turn around to see where all the commotion is coming from and find Billy straddling one of the boys who decided to get all wet.

You try to get closer, but a hand grabs your arm and you see it's Max. “It's better that you don't come closer, let's go to the car and wait for him to finish all this.”

You hesitate for a moment, but end up agreeing with her. So you go with the girl to the car, but for a moment you turn around to see how Billy is doing and just at that moment your eyes meet so that in a second they are lost again.

★

It takes a little over 30 minutes for Billy to return and get into the car. You are in the passenger seat and that allows you to observe in detail that he did not come out of that fight completely unscathed. His lower lip is split, his cheeks have some scratches and his clothes are a little dirty from rolling on the floor.

Before you can break the silence, Max comes out from the back to poke hers head between the front seats. “Did you give those idiots the beating they deserved?”

“Max!” You say quickly after the girl's comment. “Don't say those kinds of words.”

The girl ignores you and the older brother does the same. “Yes, I gave them shit to eat, don't worry” He says while looking in the rearview mirror, then he turns a little towards you. "Are you okay?"

When you listen to him he sounds like he is really concerned and will care about your well-being. “Yes, it was just a little water, I'm fine” You say a little embarrassed by so much interest on his part.

“Okay, then I'll take you home” And with that he tears off his blue Camaro just like his eyes.

★

Obviously, you end up getting sick since the idiots got you wet in November. That caused you to now be in bed for a whole week. Luckily you had Nancy, who came to visit you whenever she could after school and told you all the new things. That was your favorite source of entertainment, then you had to watch movies or read a book, it was clear that doing homework was not on the list of entertainment but torture.

But besides that, you also took the time to think about what Billy did for you. You never thought anyone would do that for you in your life, least of all the great Billy Hargrove. Thinking about how he looked in his cabin after the fight caused your cheeks to turn pink and your body temperature to rise. From the beginning you blamed the cold, but you knew very well that that was a lie and a pretty big one.

You continued with your sick routine until Wednesday, the day your brother walked through your bedroom door looking to talk. You thought he was going to talk about how Billy defended you and then drove you home in his truck, but he actually surprised you with an apology.

“I come to apologize to you for everything that happened.” Look at a fixed point on the ground. “I know that I am not the best brother of all and that what I did to you does not deserve any kind of forgiveness, but believe me, I am very sorry. The jokes, the contempt, the ignoring you are things you don't deserve, you are a great sister to me and I return all that to you with pure shit."

You don't know what to say so he took advantage of it to continue. “I understand if you don't want my forgiveness, but I think I need you to know that I don't want anything bad to happen to you. The last joke was my breaking point."

“But you laughed Steve, I saw how you laughed” You say with a voice that was about to break.

“I know, you don't know how rubbish and shit I feel” After a few seconds he looks up at you. “I swear I want to go back in time and change the things I did to you.”

“I understand, but you have to know that it will take a lot to forgive you.” You say, determined that you will not let him have the easy way.

With that he gets up and leaves your room in silent.

★

Two days after the episode you had with Steve, while you are watching a movie that is being played on code, your mother enters in your room and tells you that a classmate of yours came to bring your homework. At first it seemed strange to you since Nancy was the one who always brought your homework, that generated great curiosity in you and you told your mother to let it go.

That's when you see Billy enter your room in his jeans and jean jacket. For a moment you thought it was all a dream and that you were about to wake up shortly, but fortunately none of that was an invention of your brain and subconscious. Luckily you woke up from that daydream before he thought you were a complete weirdo.

“Billy, what a surprise, I didn't expect you to come to my house.”

“Yes, well, Nancy please me to bring since she wasn't going to be able to come today” He says while handing you the papers where the homework was.

“I'm sick, but I'm not stupid, for nothing in this world would Nancy ask you a favor” With that you make Billy smile and you don't know why, but your stomach begins to secrete butterflies that leave you totally confused.

“You caught me, I asked her if I could bring your homework. At first she refused, but after I told her why I wanted to bring it, she gave it to me.”

“And it may be curious, but why did you want to bring me my homework?” You expected any answer except the one he actually gave you.

“Because I wanted to come see you and this was the best excuse I could find” With that his eyes meet yours and your cheeks instantly turn reddish.

★

After that your friendship with the Hargrove brothers strengthened, now every day after school you went to Billy's blue camaro so that he would then stop at his house to drop Max off and then go to your house to drop you off. It really was a dynamic that you liked, but that didn't just stop there, every time you passed Billy in the hallways he would greet you with his smile and blue eyes, the first few times it threw you off, but it was a matter of time before you customs

The weeks continued to pass and your relationship with Billy was taking shape, it is true that at the beginning you were connected by Max, but some days the red-haired girl went to her friends' house to do projects causing you to have to return together in the car. he. One of those days you saw that Billy was feeling a little strange, you thought a lot about asking him what was wrong, but then you thought about it and you preferred to leave it because you felt that your friendship was not at the level of telling each other how the other felt.

We entered the cabin and after a few minutes the boy decided to break the silence. “Hey, can I tell you something?”

“Of course, is something bad happening?”

For a moment he hesitates, but it lasts a second before he begins to speak. “The truth is that I don't have the best relationship with my father, he is someone I don't like dealing with at all” Take a moment and continue. “He hits me, every time I do something wrong he hits me, especially when something happens with Max, he takes it out on me. That's why sometimes I act like a jerk around her and believe me I don't want to. But the anger that being hit by him generates in me I have to take out on someone else and it's always on some guy at a party or on Max.”

You have no idea what to say, that's why Billy decides to continue. “I know that none of this justifies my behavior, I know that. But I needed to tell someone, I couldn't live with this in me, you know?”

You didn't say anything, you didn't expect this kind of confession from Billy at all, you always found him to be a tough boy who didn't let anything or anyone get in his way, but it seems that appearances can be very deceiving. “I'm so sorry Billy, you don't deserve this to happen to you, I can't imagine how difficult this situation must be for you.”

You stay silent for a second, searching for the right words. “I'm glad I'm your trusted person to tell me this.”

“Believe it or not, you are one of the few people I can trust” That ends the conversation.

★

Saturday night, you are alone at home since your parents are traveling and your brother is out partying, that leaves you as the owner of the house and that means that you will use that power to watch romantic movies in the living room.

You are currently watching Sixteen Candles, one of your favorites. You don't know how many times you've seen it, but you're sure it's more than ten. When you are halfway through the movie you hear someone knocking on the back door, the moment you look there you almost lose the soul of your body. It was Billy and all his clothes were bloody. You moved as fast as you could in your state of shock. When the door opened Billy walked into your kitchen as if nothing was wrong.

“Billy, what the fuck happened to you?!” You can hear the desperation and worry in your voice.

“Don't worry, baby, I feel totally fine” When you can see how he slurs his words a little, that's when you get closer and feel the smell of alcohol that comes off.

“Billy, you reek of alcohol, how the hell did you get here? I hope you don't tell me by car."

He remains silent answering your question.

Already irritated with the situation, you send Billy to sit on the couch and wait for you to bring him some ice along with the first aid kit. You didn't understand why he had decided to come to your house in that state, but it seems like he reads minds as he answers your question.

“I came here because I had nowhere else to go. Besides, I like you."

With that confession you go blank, obviously you liked him too. The relationship he had formed as a friend had become something more meaningful to you without him knowing. You thought it was all due to alcohol, it was impossible for someone like him to like you, it was pure logic.

That's why you decided to ignore him and preferred to focus on healing his wounds. You could see that he had gotten into a pretty nasty fight, but luckily it was all superficial and nothing very serious.

“I love that you are so close to me, I would love to kiss you right now, lots and lots of kisses” You couldn't deny that it gave you a little tenderness, seeing a boy as tough as Billy talking like that made your butterflies wake up.

“You're very drunk now, it's best that you go to my room to sleep so my brother doesn't see you when you come back.” As you say it, you stop to start picking up the big man with sea eyes.

“You want us to go to your room so I can do everything to you that I've been thinking about since we met, then I'm the pervert.”

You laugh a little, but you know very well that it is to hide what you really feel and it is an infernal heat between your legs. You don't understand how someone can make a room turn into a giant-sized oven.

After leaving Billy in your bed, you prepare a mattress on the floor so you can sleep next to him in case he wakes up not knowing where he is. You lock your room in case your brother decides to check on you even though you thought it unlikely. The moment your head hits the pillow you are already in dreamland dreaming about Billy Hargrove kissing you.

★

The light coming through the window wakes you up, you don't really know what time it is, but you assume it's very early on a Sunday. When your eyes are fully open, a hoarse voice surprises you.

“Good morning baby, did you sleep well?” With that, a rather misaligned Billy greets you, but that smile makes you fall in love in a thousand ways. “Thank you for yesterday, you could have kicked me out, but you decided to help me.”

“It's nothing, I couldn't just leave you like this.”

There was silence before Billy decided to drop his bomb. “I know yesterday I said I liked you” You were expecting it to be worded like any other. “And I wasn't lying, I really like you.”

With that, sleep completely disappears from your body, causing you to sit in bed quickly. “If you are saying this because I help you, you should know that I don't need it, I don't need your pity.”

“Baby, I am many things, but a liar is not one of them. I really like you and I must admit, I know it may seem false, but it's the truth. After sharing all those moments my feelings towards you became deeper” A second later he adds. “Plus I love how your butt fits perfectly in each pair of jeans.”

With that you approach Billy to plant a kiss that seeks to encompass everything about him, he follows you in search of the same. At that moment your feelings are expressed through that passionate kiss. No words are needed for your love, just this type of connection is enough. Something that makes us feel special, unique and different from the rest.

When you separate you dive into the eyes of your lover, sky blue eyes.

[hellxfireclub-moved]

                                          @kardiaerasti​ ★ Billy & Chrissy

                              BILLY   HARGROVE   COULD   GET   ANY   GIRL   IN   HAWKINS.   That   was   something   he   was   sure   of.   Most   of   them   he   didn't   want   back   because   these   small   town   girls   were   a   whole   different   breed   than   the   women   in   California.   Most   of   them   tried   way   too   hard   to   emulate   a   west   coast   beach   bunny   in   a   way   that   was   actually   embarrassing.   They   wore   too   much   makeup,   too   much   perfume,   and   too   much   hairspray.   When   Billy   kisses   a   woman   he   doesn't   want   to   taste   their   cakey   lipstick   or   get   a   headache   from   the   Aquanet   in   their   hair.   None   of   them   seemed   to   have   a   clue   about   anything   outside   of   the   small   sphere   that   was   Hawkins   and   he   found   them   annoying.   Did   he   still   sleep   with   some   of   them?   Obviously.   Especially   since   the   reason   Neil   uprooted   his   whole   life   and   moved   them   here   was   because   he   wasn't   sleeping   with   girls.   So   now   Billy   was   making   sure   he   fucked   as   many   of   them   as   he   could   just   to   prove   to   his   father   he   wasn't   a   queer.   

And   it   was   Billy's   arrogance   that   led   to   his   current   conversation.   The   party   he'd   show   up   at   the   backdrop   of   what   was   about   to   be   one   of   the   most   interesting   situations   he'd   been   in   up   to   this   point.   He   was   perched   on   the   railing   of   the   porch,   a   cigerette   between   his   lips   and   a   red   plastic   cup   of   beer   in   hand.   Tommy   Hagan   stands   before   him   with   Frankie   Collins,   both   of   them   well   on   their   way   to   being   plastered.   Tommy's   words   are   a   slur   and   his   cheeks   were   splotchy   from   booze.   ❛   You're   not   the   hot   shit   you   think   you   are,   Hargrove.   Not   every   chick   in   Hawkins   is   gonna   let   you   nail   them.   ❜   Billy   only   smirks   and   takes   a   drag   off   his   smoke.   ❝   Sounds   like   a   challenge,   ❞   he   retorts,   words   smoky.   ❝   Let's   make   a   bet.   You   pick   the   girl   and   I'll   nail   her   by   homecoming.   ❞   He's   confident   he   can   do   just   that.   

Tommy   and   Frankie   share   a   glance   but   agree,   and   a   moment   later   they're   scouting   the   girls   at   the   party.   None   of   them   seem   like   a   challenge   since   they're   all   making   eyes   at   Billy   like   he's   a   piece   of   meat.   They'll   fall   into   bed   with   them   before   he   even   has   a   chance   breathe   the   invitation.   None   of   them   are   worth   losing   money   over.   Almost   an   hour   later,   Billy's   thinking   this   bet   isn't   going   to   happen   until   Tommy   stops   short,   causing   Billy   to   almost   plow   into   him.   ❛   We   have   a   winner,   gentlemen.   ❜   Billy   follows   Tommy's   gaze   and   his   eyes   land   on...Chrissy   Cunningham.   

The   Queen   of   Hawkins   High.   Billy   almost   laughs   because   that   is   indeed   a   tall   order.   He   generally   stays   out   of   drama   and   gossip   but   even   he   knows   that   Chrissy   and   her   boyfriend   are   on   a   so-called   break.   This   bet   is   shaping   up   to   be   way   more   interesting   than   he   could   have   imagined.   ❝   Challenge   accepted.   ❞   Billy   claps   his   friends   on   their   backs   and   makes   his   move.   

Chrissy   is   talking   to   some   girl   he   doesn't   remember   the      name   of.   The   friend   notices   him   approaching   first   and   quickly   turns   to   murmur   something   to   Chrissy.   The   cheerleader's   eyes   whip   to   him   and   Billy   smiles   as   charmingly   as   possible.   He   nods   to   her   friend   but   his   focus   is   on   Chrissy.   ❝   Hi,   ❞   he   says   smoothly.   ❝   Wanna   get   a   drink   with   me?   ❞   Chrissy   Cunningham   is   a   good   girl.   He   needs   to   start   slow.

[dobiemart]

my chocolate wit' yo vanilla (ugh)

pairing, edward "eddie" munson, steven “steve” harrington, william "billy" hargrove, platonic!maxine "max" mayfield x reader

summary, different scenarios where the boys (and maxie pad) get their hair messed with

word count, like two or three maybe (900+ all together)

byr, tell a friend to TELL a friend... sheesss baacckkkk

i did write this with a black!reader in mind cause these are all things id id do to my white ass bf but anybody is welcome to read regardless

do ppl read st fics anymore?? i literally havent been able to open tumblr in like three months PELASEDFJS

warnings, eddie getting popped by the comb, steve getting damn near snatched off a stool, billy almost getting fought over his choice of words, prob ooc characters because i forgot how to write for them, pretty abrupt endings to each scenario, black shenanigans, etc.

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━━━ EDDIE MUNSON (pb. joseph quinn.)

"eddie, thats about the dumbest shit ive ever heard come from your mouth."

“no- hear me out, babe!” eddie tried to spin around and respond before you stopped him, quickly positioning his slender body back forwards. him, being the drama queen that could never make the lead in a play that he is, started to complain before you popped the side of his head.

“hey! what was that one for?!” he exclaimed in a whiny tone, reaching up to sooth the spot you'd hit with the comb. you kissed your teeth before moving his hand out of the way and resuming your section.

“i know damn well i told you to stop moving,” you said while coming through a knot, hushing eddie before he even started his whining mess. “maybe if you would sit and be still we wouldn't have this problem.” 

“you wound me, princess.” he said while tutting his bottom lip out, mocking a pout. he knew you weren't genuinely mad, but messing with you was always fun. even if he got his ass beat. “i thought my girl was supposed to treat me rig– ow!” he was cut off by a particularly harsh yank from another knot. 

“that’s whatcha’ ass gets,” you replied with a snicker, trying not to laugh too hard at the poor boy. “after all, you agreed to let me do your hair. since you wanna be all nosy bout' ‘how i do this’ and ‘what that product over there is for.’ whenever i have the patience to do mine.” 

you gestured all over the place with your comb as you went on about his questions and concerns, though, you noticed he didn't reply with the usual "you love it, anyway," or another snarky remark that made you love him impossibly more.

he instead opted to look up at you from his spot between your legs, gazing at you with nothing but pure adoration and love in his softened eyes. his calloused, overworked hands reached up to rub at the skin of your thighs gently, sighing as he embraced the feeling of your skin.

“i love you, baby. s’much. even if you're mea-- OW!"

━━━ STEVE HARRINGTON (pb. joe keery.)

“okay, babe! you don't have to yank it like that—” steve exclaimed, gripping onto the bathroom counter as to not fall off of the stool he was perched on.

you couldn't help but cackle at his reflection in the mirror, head being yanked back by the wig cap you were trying to shove his thick mop of hair under. 

“it's not my fault you got a big ass head! jus’ hold still so i can get it all up under there,” you barely got the sentence out without bursting out in laughter at your boy, a small smile catching on his face at your humor.

he eventually smacked your hands away and started to fix his hair underneath the cap by himself, insisting that you were gonna 'ruin his wave pattern.'

“i’m never losing a bet with robin again,” he murmured after you finished adjusting the cap around his head, noticing how much he actually needed his precious bangs. “especially if you’re in on it.”

you gave a shocked gasp and lightly slapped the back of his neck. “i’m being paid good money for this, so lose as many bets as you have to.” you continued while brushing out the pale blonde wig robin picked out for him.

you placed it on his head and tugged it around, causing him to grip onto the countertop again. you fussed with it until it looked decent enough, busting out into giggles at steve’s expression in the mirror.

“babe-- you didn't even do it right! give me this brush, you ain’t finna have me lookin’ all crazy like this–” he exuded sass while snatching the brush from your manicured hands and getting to work fixing up the hair.

all you could do was laugh while he frantically fixed some flyaway pieces and tried to messily give himself a middle part with his fingers, getting frustrated when it wouldn't come out jussttt right.

"there. now can i have those swirly hairs you do on your forehead? or a swoop? my forehead is not doing me any good right now," he asked while handing you back the brush, motioning what kind of baby hairs he wanted with his fingers.

man, was this boy a piece of work.

━━━ BILLY HARGROVE (pb. dacre montgomery.)

“ma, didn't i just tell you to sit down?” billy huffed while walking into the room, seeing you up and off your floor pillow.

you froze like a deer in headlights, followed quickly by max. you both had decided it would be a great idea to have a quick dance session to the smiths before billy got back, which had obviously been cut even shorter.

you both quickly returned to your respective spots on the floor with the most innocent looks you could muster. the silent energy of the room became too much for both you and max, causing you to look over at each other and laugh your asses off at billy’s ‘i’m not mad, just disappointed.’ posture. 

he huffed and shook his head before walking over to the couch, muttering a "always gotta be so damn difficult," before placing the basket of hair products he kept at his place beside him. he tapped the cushion between his legs, letting you know to scoot back. you dragged max back with you, making the girl giggle.

“i really don't know why you both decide to test every nerve i have at every given chance, yet here we are.” he started to fuss at the both of you, snatching your bonnet off, earning him a "hey!" along with a slap on the thigh. you heard max chortle from in front of you before you snatched her matching cap off, making her stop and snatch it back.

“first of all, you can't even say allat! you get on our nerves all the time. shut that tone down before we really get to it, sir.” you snapped back at billy, max following with a “yeah! it’s not our problem that you decide to be a fun vampire every time we do something,” 

he smirked to himself and replied with a hushed “be quiet and keep your head straight, an' watch that damn attitude.” before repositioning your bobbing head, getting into the first braid of many. you obeyed and started your own work on max's hair.

he gripped every thought and prayer you had in your scalp, making sure these braids were gonna stay in for the month. if you said it didn't hurt, you'd be a damn horrendous liar. you focus on giving max french braids, as to have something to stop you from tearing up at billy's technique.

it was quiet from that point on, minus the soft rhythm of ‘how soon is now?’ playing from the radio in the corner of the room. not that he would ever admit it, but billy loved these days. days where it was just the three of you in the house, all together, surrounded by nothing but love. the domestic feeling sent a feeling of warmth to his heart.

with you two, his unsavory household became a safe home.

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hi pooks

ive been gone for like 3 months cause of school and work and my dog babies and my bf and arruragrhsjfsujd;

BUT im trying to slowly get back into writing cause i still love to do it when i have the opportunity

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@hvbris​ || Billy & El

Since he’d crawled his way out of the Upside Down, Billy was not quite...the same. He still didn’t know how he even managed to survive the Mindflayer, or how long he’d been in the Upside Down. It must have been quite a bit of time, because even though he’d healed (another thing he couldn’t figure out) the lack of basic necessities had ravaged his body. He was thin and pale. Dark bruises had formed under his eyes and there was a distant look in those eyes more often than not. Billy spent so much time looking over his shoulder, waiting for the moment the demobats came after him again. Or Vecna, who had tormented him the entire time he’d been in that hellscape by using his deepest fears against him. 

But he was alive. Billy had been given a second chance that he wouldn’t waste.

Not only had he changed physically and emotional exhaustion had crept in, but he could feel things he hadn’t felt before. No, not things. People. Those who had also been in the Upside Down in some form. It was how he knew Eleven was back in Hawkins. There was a specific type of energy about her that he recognized. Billy didn’t know how to explain it but it drew him toward the girl. 

Which was how he found himself outside of Hopper’s cabin in the middle of the woods. He hesitated for a long time before ascending the porch steps and knocking on the door. When Eleven answered, Billy looked down at her and felt his chest tighten. How could this girl have been such a catalyst for him? He didn’t know. 

“Hi,” he said awkwardly. “Um...so should I call you Eleven or Jane now?”

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@fiercehearts​ said:  „ it wasn't your fault. "

                              A   MIRTHLESS   LAUGH   LEFT   HIM.   Blue   eyes   fixed   on   Eleven   and   he   shook   his   head,   his   lips   twisted   into   a   frown.   How   could   she   think   that?   If   it   hadn't   been   for   his   own   weakness,   his   own   fucked   up      mind,   the   Mindflayer   (still   a   stupid   name)   wouldn't   have   been   able   to   possess   him.   If   he   had   been   stronger   than   he   could   have   fought   it   off   from   the   beginning   instead   of   at   the   end.   In   the   back   of   his   mind   he   could   hear   Neil's   voice   telling   him   how   weak   he   was,   how   it   was   his   fault   that   he'd   been   taken   advantage   of.   Billy   shook   his   head,   trying   to   clear   those   thoughts   that   were   not   his   own.   Not   only   had   he   been   possessed   and   stripped   of   any   autonomy   he'd   had,   but   he'd   hurt   Max   and   Eleven.   He'd   nearly   sacrificed   the   girl   before   him   to   the   monster   and   here   she   was,   standing   there   and   telling   him   it   wasn't   his   fault.   Eleven   had   way   too   much   compassion   for   him.   It   made   him...uncomfortable.   

❝   Isn't   it?   ❞   he   asked,   his   voice   low.   ❝   Of   all   the   people   that   live   in   this   fucking   place   he   chose   me   because   I'm   clearly   the   fucking   weakest.   ❞   Billy's   took   in   a   shaky   breath,   his   hands   also   shaking   as   he   reached   for   the   pack   of   cigarettes   and   lighter.   He'd   only   been   out   of   the   hospital   for   two   weeks,   the   wounds   on   his   torso   needing   daily   care,   and   the   doctors   had   told   him   to   stop   smoking.   Told   him   it   would   slow   the   healing   process.   Billy   didn't   care.   He   needed   something   to   anchor   him   at   the   moment.   So   he   was   going   to   suffer   a   little   longer,   so   what?   

He   winced   as   he   sat   up   a   little   straighter   and   put   the   smoke   between   his   lips.   Billy   lit   it   and   took   a   deep   drag   from   it,   instantly   feeling   his   nerves   calm   just   a   little.   When   he'd   been   released   from   the   hospital   he'd   refused   to   go   home,   so   he   was   staying   with   the   Byers   currently,   until   they   moved   to   California,   at   Eleven's   insistance.   Soon   he'd   have   to   figure   something   else   out.   ❝   I'm   sorry,   Eleven,   ❞   he   said,   a   little   more   gently   this   time.   ❝   I   didn't   want   to   hurt   you   but...I   still   did   whether   I   was   in   control   or   not.   ❞   It   was   still   his   hands   that   had   blood   on   them.   

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@the-goddamn-babysitter said:  “there’s  a cold   &   lonely  light  that  shines  from  you”

Billy stared at the the other man in confusion. He didn’t know exactly what Steve was getting at but he was immediately irritated. Why did the guy always try and talk about stupid shit like emotions? What was the point? Caring and compassion and all that shit was just that...shit. The more you cared and trusted people the more they hurt you. It wasn’t that Steve’s assessment of him was wrong, Billy just didn’t want to hear it. 

He blew out a lungful of smoke right in Steve’s direction, just to be a dick. “The fuck are you rambling about, Harrington?” he said, annoyed. “You getting all philosophical on me? Trying to save me or something?”

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@corrodedcoffyn​ said:  ❛   you tried to change, didn’t you?  

                              BILLY'S   EYES   FLICKED   UP   TO   EDDIE   and   he   felt   himself   tense.   Being   in   this   awful   fucking   place   had   put   so   many   things   into   perspective   for   Billy.   He'd   been   a   shitty   person,   regardless   of   his   shitty   upbringing,   and   now   he   wished   he   could   rewind   time   and   do   it   all   over   again.   If   he   ever   got   out   of   the   Upside   Down   the   first   thing   he'd   do   was   apologize   to   Max.   Even   if   she   didn't   forgive   him   it   would   be   okay.   At   least   he   would   know   he   tried.   Not   that   it   really   mattered   because   he   didn't   think   he   was   ever   getting   out   of   here.   Eddie   being   here,   and   alive,   gave   him   only   a   modicum   of   hope   that   would   happen.   So   far,   it   was   looking   rather   dismal.   

❝   Too   little   too   late,   I   guess.   ❞   Billy   shrugged.   ❝   What's   the   point   in   regrets   if   you   can't   do   anything   to   to   change   the   shit   you've   done?   ❞

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Billy what's your most and least favorite trait of Steve and Eddie?

❝   Eddie   and   his   stupid   Dungeons   and   Dragons   obsession,   and   Steve's   shit   taste   in   music.    ❞

❝   What   I   like   the   most   is   how   kind   they   both   are,   and   how   they're   willing   to   put   up   with   my   bullshit.   ❞

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@fiercehearts sent:  ∗ o8﹕ sender  shows  up  at  receiver’s  home  late  at  night . 100 nonverbal prompts || accepting

It was rare that Billy’s father and stepmother left town. On this particular weekend, they had taken a trip because it was their second wedding anniversary. Without his father constantly on him to watch over Max, she too had taken liberties and was staying the night with one of her weird little friends. Specifically the girl they called “El”. Billy didn’t particularly care where the redhead was as long as she was out of his hair. He had the entire house to himself and there wasn’t a party going on so he was at home, reclined on his bed, stereo blaring. His eyes were closed and he was soaking in the freedom of his father not being anywhere near him. It was pure, uninterrupted bliss. At least until there was a knock on his bedroom window. 

Billy started, sitting up in his bed quickly, eyes moving to the window as his brow furrowed. He got up and crossed the room, eyes widening as he recognized Steve on the other side of the glass. Billy unlocked the window and slid it open. “What the fuck, Harrington? Normal people use the goddamn door,” he groused. There was no screen in his window so he stepped back to let Steve crawl through it. “What’re you doing here?”

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billy how do you even deal with steve? he's dumb

❝   Say   he's   dumb   one   more   time   and   I'll   break   your   fuckin'   jaw.   ❞

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Why do you tolerante him? Steve could be easily all yours, Billyboy.

❝   At   first   it   was      because   I   didn't   think   I   had   any   right   to   ask   Steve   to   break   it   off   with   him,   while   still   being   selfish   enough   to   not   want   to   lose   him.   Over   time   the   three   of   us   have   just   made   things   work   and...honestly,   it's   the   fucking   happiest   I've   ever   been   in   my   whole   life.   I   care   about   Eddie   just   as   much   as   I   do   about   Steve.   Why   only   have   one   person   to   put   up   with   your   bullshit   when   you   can   have   two?   ❞

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Billy how did you fall in love with Eddie?

❝   ...Who   said   anything   about   love?      ❞

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Billy, would you leave Steve for Boobies?

❝   Obviously   not.   I'm   not   actively   thinking   about   tits   when   we're   together.   ❞

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(Eddie and Billy) Boobs or Ass?

❝   Boobs   for   sure.   ❞

❝   I   don't   have   a   preference.   They're   both   great.   ❞

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Top or bottom, Billy?

❝ What   kinda   stupid   ass   question   is   this?   I   think   the   answer   is   obvious.❞

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Will you tell us who is better in bed then, Billy??

❝   ...No.   Fuck   off.   ❞