#Steddilly

[harringroveera]

The bus driver in question:

[myrkky]

Distracted boyfriend meme but make it Harringroveson

The background is an edited version of an image from pexels.

[runraerun]

me lately

[suspiciouslackofclowns]

When Eddie found out that today’s D&D session was relocated to Steve Harrington’s new place, his blood pressure spiked.

The kids were all excited to go scope things out, which he couldn’t even attempt to argue with, so he decided to just keep his cool and coast through the night as if it were anywhere else.

Because that was a better plan than making a scene over nothing.

He and Steve have been cool, for the most part, since everything happened. The guy, no matter how charismatic or friendly he is, gives Eddie the shakes in a lukewarm, neutral sort of way. Makes him feel like he’s about to crawl out of his skin or smile so hard his face explodes.

And then there’s his roommate.

From what Max has shared within their little circle, Steve went and shacked up with Billy Hargrove. Probably the only other guy in town that Eddie has a fearful crush on.

He sees less of Hargrove. Only hears about him, really. Smiles and nods when Steve mentions his workout equipment taking up the garage and how the guy goes through groceries like nothing else. Max swears up and down that they’re friends, or something. Heavy emphasis on something.

Just another reason for Eddie’s hands to sweat when he pulls into the cracked driveway and sees the garage door wide open.

Steve is standing there with his arms folded over his chest, right beside the bench press. Striped polo tucked into his jeans, looking like perfect boy next door material.

Then there’s Billy.

Everyone else files out of the van, but Eddie stays put behind the wheel. Fingers wrapped around it like a tether. He almost jumps when Steve looks over his shoulder and smiles.

When Eddie finally climbs out of the van, the kids have all filtered into the house, leaving just the three of them outside.

It shouldn’t feel like they’re on a different planet, with the door still wide open and voices so close by, but it does. Steve nods at him, and Eddie shoves his hands into his vest pockets.

“How goes it?” Steve greets.

Eddie nods. Then shrugs. Then chuckles nervously, eyes flitting briefly to the bench press behind the other brunet.

Billy breathes softly, counting under his breath, but all Eddie can manage to think about is his happy trail peaking out from under his shirt, and how his shorts are almost too little. He catches a glimpse of the edge of a puckered, pink scar before he tears his eyes away.

“It goes,” Eddie manages, clearing his throat when his voice cracks. “What about you?”

Steve gives a half shrug.

“We just finished unpacking the last few boxes this morning, so we’re pretty much settled.”

There’s the clink of the barbell setting on the rack, followed by a grunt as Billy sits up. Eddie feels a little perverse just looking at him.

When did he get so thick?

“I’ve been settled since the first day,” Billy muses. Grabs the bottom of his shirt and lifts it up to wipe his face. “It’s all your damn trinkets that took so long.”

“Trinkets like the toilet brush and silverware?”

Steve bumps Billy’s shoulder with his hip, and the blond chuckles. Reaches out and sets his hand on the brunet’s other hip from behind, snaking a couple of his fingers under the belt loop there.

“Exactly.”

Steve shakes his head amusedly. Turns back to Eddie and almost makes him jump out of his skin again.

“So, how’s tonight gonna work?” he asks.

Eddie’s brows shoot up.

“What do you mean?”

“Like, the game,” Steve clarifies. “We probably just have to watch, huh?”

With both sets of eyes trained on him, Eddie’s blood runs cold.

“Yeah,” he says. Fiddles with the inner fabric of his pocket. “We’re in the middle of a campaign, so it’d be too late to introduce new players. You could join the next game, though, if you want. I could show y—“

“Pass,” Billy interrupts.

Steve turns and flicks his temple, which earns a hiss.

“Don’t be bitchy,” he scolds.

“No offense,” Billy says with a chuckle. “But I’ll probably just hang back out here.”

Now, Steve pouts, and Eddie mirrors it internally.

“All by yourself?”

Steve reaches out to lightly comb his fingers through Billy’s curls, and the blond cracks a smile.

“Unless somebody wants to join me.”

“So my choices are watch the nerd game or watch you be sweaty in the garage? I’m having trouble deciding, they both sound so fun.”

“I’m done, that was my last set,” Billy muses. “We could go on a walk, or crack open a couple of beers or something. Stevie’s choice.”

The brunet considers his options for a moment. Eddie watches with bated breath, internally wishing that Steve chooses to stay — as anxious as he was to come over, the thought of either of them leaving makes him feel worse.

Steve presses his lips into a line and tilts his head to the side.

“I promised Dustin I’d sit in on this one,” he says. Eddie’s stomach fills with relieved butterflies. “C’mon, there’s snacks. We can hang out on the couch and share popcorn.”

Steve’s doe eyes must be a weakness of Billy’s, because he huffs and rolls his eyes.

“M’kay, but I’m gonna shower first.”

The simple agreement has Steve’s face lighting up.

“Good, I don’t wanna have your stinky sweat on me anyway.”

As if being issued a challenge, Billy grins mischievously and stands up. Opens his arms around Steve, grabbing his opposite wrist and locking him in against his chest.

Steve squirms and pushes, huffing from laughter as he struggles, and it’s painfully obvious how genuinely trapped he is, unless they take things to the floor.

All Eddie can think about is how hard Billy’s muscles look, bulging beneath his skin, still glistening with sweat. How he’d look good rubbed down with oil.

“Oh yeah, pretty boy? Scared I’m gonna dirty you up?”

Steve snickers, face mere inches from Billy’s. The blond’s eyes flit down to Steve’s lips.

“Stop it, or I’m gonna have to shower too!”

“I mean, there’s enough room…” Billy murmurs flirtatiously. Loosens his grip ever so slightly, just enough so that Steve stops struggling. “If you aren’t too chicken.”

For a moment, Steve just huffs softly with that grin still plastered on his face. Then he shuffles one of his arms loose and pats Billy’s chest.

“Go shower, freak.”

Billy tsks, but lets go. Reaches down to grab his towel and his previously discarded Walkman and headphones before he heads inside. Steve watches him until he’s gone, and chuckles when Billy passes by the couch. Shoves Dustin off of the arm where he sits and sends him straight into Mike and Lucas’ laps.

There’s bickering from inside. Eddie finds himself smiling a bit, too, especially when Steve turns around to face him again.

“So, what was the plan? Am I ordering pizza?” Steve asks.

Eddie stares for a second, registering that he’s being spoken to, and shrugs.

“If you want,” he says. Then chews his lip, looking away momentarily. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

Steve looks on with faint amusement, likely because Eddie’s ears are burning red at the tips.

“You and Hargrove…” Eddie begins.

“Yeah?”

The words are right on the tip of his tongue, but suddenly there’s a lump in his throat.

“Do you… how’d you guys…” Eddie trails off. Knows that his face is painting red because Steve’s smile widens. “How’d you guys become roommates?”

Steve reminisces as he hums thoughtfully, and shrugs.

“I dunno, it sorta just happened.” Steve’s expression dims ever so slightly, and he purses his lips. “We’d been acquaintances for a bit after all the, y’know, stuff happened. We only really clicked after his dad skipped town.”

Eddie nods. He’d heard about Billy’s dad before, mostly through Max.

And only really about the fact she’s glad he’s gone.

“Seems like you guys are pretty solid now.”

“People on the block think we’re dating, so, yeah,” Steve chuckles.

Eddie’s brows raise slightly.

“You’re not?” he blurts.

For a beat, there’s silence. Steve’s face changes to something unreadable. Something between almost offended and surprised, and something else. Contemplative.

Before Eddie can backpedal, his skin steaming with embarrassment, there’s a loud thud as Dustin swings into the open doorframe.

“Guys,” he says, and makes them both jump. “You coming or what?”

“Yeah,” Steve murmurs.

He looks lost in thought as he turns around, and Eddie wants nothing more than to haul ass down the street as fast as he can, but he falls in step behind Steve instead.

Because the sooner things get started, the sooner he can leave.

[shieldofiron]

Switch x Switch x Switch is something that can be so personal

[imyournelly]

steve the pillow harrington;

they're gonna be so sore when they wake up but it's worth it

some details below

my gf saw this in my sketchbook and cute-yelled at me to colour it so i went a bit... overboard...

here's the sketch:

some closeups cause i really have outdone myself this time:

and a timelapse if you're into that:

[billybigbang2024]

Billy Big Bang 2024 Masterpost

Posting has completed for the Billy Big Bang 2024! Thank you to all our wonderful participants for your hard work and excitement over the event! It was a blast!

A Magnet for Trouble by @medusapelagia with artwork by @akichania (Billy Hargrove/Jason Carver, Chrissy Cunningham/Robin Buckley)

A Patch of Blue by @veeforvindicta with embedded artwork by @dirtbagdefender (Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson)

As You Wish by @spaceofentropy with artwork by @cuepickle (Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Chrissy Cunningham & Billy Hargrove, Eleven | Jane Hopper & Eddie Munson)

Bite the Bullet, Billy by @lorifragolina with embedded artwork by @dirtbagdefender (Billy Hargrove & Neil Hargrove, Billy Hargrove's Mother/Neil Hargrove, Billy Hargrove & Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Billy Hargrove & Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove & Susan Hargrove)

Dead Man's Party by @house-of-chant with artwork by @alduade-art (Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair, Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler)

Eyes on Me by @billyharringson with artwork by @lochnessgae (Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson)

Hand Stuff by @billy-hardgrove with artwork by @raven-cl (Billy Hargrove & Steve Harrington)

Life Sentence by @mayalaen with artwork by @alicetallula / nfsw artwork by @alicetallulaafterdark (Billy Hargrove/Jim "Chief" Hopper, Henry Creel | One | Vecna/Billy Hargrove)

Lost and Found and Turned Around by @kittyphoenix12-xx with artwork by @camaro-and-smokes (Martin Brenner & Billy Hargrove, Billy Hargrove & Original Character(s))

Pulling Loose Threads by @romeren with artwork by @waldos-art (Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson)

Sweet Like Ice Cream by @beni-o2 with artwork by @keziahrainalso (Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington)

The Stolen MerPrince by @dragonflylady77 with artwork by @akichania (Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington)

Winded by @lochnessgae with artwork by @disterra (Billy Hargrove/Tommy Hagan)

[kazhan-draws]

Say hi to cattle thief Eddie "The Devil" Munson, farrier Steve Harrington, and (horse girl) bounty hunter Billy Hargrove.

[dreaminginpencil]

doodle ✨

[plistommy]

Listen... Alpha Billy and Eddie fighting over who gets to knot omega Steve first….. and maybe give him… a pup

[alicetallula]

MetalSandwich Movie Mania 2024 - November 2024 - Day 2 : Animated Movie Day - Thumbelina (1994) - 27.11.2024

Day 1 : Musical Movie Day / Day 3 : SciFi Movie Day / Day 4 : Fantasy Movie Day / Day 5 : Action Movie Day / Day 6 : Adventure Movie Day / Day 7 : Romance Movie Day / Day 8 : Historical Movie Day / Day 9 : Horror Movie Day / Day 10 : Creature Feature Movie Day / Day 11 : Free Genre Movie Day / Day 12 : Iconic Movie Day (Labyrinth, Rambo, Nosferatu) / Day 13 : Cult Classic Movie Day

Here's my contribution to the @now-showing-at-the-hawk-events's MetalSandwich Movie Mania November 2024 event 😊❤️

I chose 'Thumbelina' (1994)

Page 1 - With lyrics

I went with butterfly wings for the fairy wings for this one, more based on the image Thumbelina has of fairies from her fairy tale book at the beginning, before meeting Cornelius

So for said butterflies that inspired me for the boys, it was

*checks notes*

- For Steve : Vindula Erota butterfly

- For Eddie : Heliconius Melpomene or Postman butterfly

- For Billy : Ulysses butterfly

Done using watercolors, ink pens, alcohol markers, metallic ink pens, acrylic paint pens and Photoshop for the lyrics and background

AO3 post / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post

Page 1 - Sans lyrics

Done using watercolors, ink pens, alcohol markers, metallic ink pens, acrylic paint pens and Photoshop for the background

AO3 post / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post

Page 2

Done using watercolors, ink pens, alcohol markers, metallic ink pens, acrylic paint pens and Photoshop for the lyrics and background

AO3 post / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post

[sunwarmed-ash]

🔥Sinful Sunday Poll📝

Heyoooo I have a few WIPs pretty close to Ready To Post so cast your vote on which you want to see NEXT Sunday! (9/29)

Triangles are the strongest shape

Love Bites, But so do I

Alpha Dog and Omegalomaniac

HOT TO GO

other SS updates, I am hard at work on the Pup!Gavin chapter in Brothers and the poker party chapter in Plenty to go around

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the next chapter of Neverender is dropping Sunday!

[harringroveera]

Billy: I’m scared, Stevie

Steve: You don’t have to be scared, I’m here with you, Billy

Billy: There’s a monster under my bed and it’s fucking ugly

Eddie, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you! Both of you!

[runraerun]

Goodbye Neil

Written for the @metalsandwichbingo event! Filling my B1 square: “Do you think it’s going to fit?”

AO3 • Rated: M • WC: 6.6k • Tags: MurderBoyfriends!AU, Injured!Billy, Dark!Eddie, SupportiveBoyfriend!Steve. Lots of pet names. • Beta: @dame-zoom-a-lot

Summary:

After Neil finally goes too far and lands Billy in intensive care, his boyfriends rush to his side.

Eddie and Steve hold Billy’s hand and they work out a plan, and it doesn’t take them long to decide:

That Neil had to die.

[suspiciouslackofclowns]

“Fuck’s your problem, Hagan?”

Billy cocks his head to the side with disinterest, eyes glazed over and red as he transparently sizes Tommy up. Lets his eyes wrack up and down his figure like he always seems to do when he’s around. Like he’s trying to figure something out.

Tommy huffs and shoves his hands into the pockets of his letterman, glancing briefly over at Munson on the other side of the campfire. Lounging in the dirt with his hair strewn messily across Steve’s lap.

“Yeah,” Eddie lilts. Shifts restlessly, stretching out like a bored cat until a hand cards into his hair. “This is kind of a private kickback.”

What he says earns a chuckle from Billy, but Steve is stone-faced. Staring up at Tommy with an unreadable expression that makes his skin start to crawl.

Just a ways behind the trio, the waves lap softly at the gravelly shore. Otherwise out of sight in the inky black darkness just beyond the reach of the light from the fire.

Tommy shifts his weight on his feet. Stares back at Steve.

They both know how fucked up this is. Granted, maybe Steve doesn’t see it as the flagrant mockery that it is, but instead an instance of moving on.

Beside Steve, Billy leans close. Pressed right up against him, like he’s trying to assume Steve’s perspective. To see what he sees. Think what he thinks.

Steve simply sighs.

“No idea what his problem is,” he says.

Tommy clenches his fists.

“Lover’s Lake?” he hisses.

On the ground, Steve rolls his eyes. Shoves his shoulder into Billy’s and stays leaned against him.

“He’s mad ‘cause this used to be our spot,” Steve murmurs.

This gets a rise out of Billy, who whistles as he loops an arm around Steve’s neck. Not yet connecting the full picture.

“Jealous, freckles?”

“Oh, he is,” Eddie chortles.

The two share a giggle, meanwhile Steve holds his stare.

There are words sitting on the air. Heavy and dark, billowing like the smoke between them. Steve was never very good at playing nice once he got a few puffs in.

Being under the influence makes him a real bitch.

“You should leave,” Steve says.

Plain and simple. The other two quiet down enough to turn their listening ears on, both looking up at Tommy with amusement, and it makes his skin burn with anger at the lack of understanding.

Tommy nods at Hargrove.

“I get him,” he says. Then gestures to Munson. “But this is a new low for you, isn’t it? I mean, you only keep him around for the free weed, right? That’s cold, even for you.”

Steve glares, removing his hand from Eddie’s hair and smoothing it down to rest over his collarbone.

“Funny,” Steve lilts.

“Shouldn’t you just take him about back and put him down? It’d be decent of you.”

“Oh, like I put you down?”

Tommy chuckles. Leans forward ever so slightly. Lowers his voice.

“Dead dogs don’t come crawling back.”

There’s nothing but the crackling from the fire and the distant sounds of the shore for a moment. Two moments.

Steve’s expression softens.

“Go home, Tommy.”

Now, there are no giggles, no smiles. Munson has a vacant look in his eye, and Billy braces himself to stand up. Ever ready to enforce Steve’s will at the drop of a hat.

Understanding.

Tommy holds his palms up in mock surrender, stepping back and spreading a smirk.

“I’ll go. Seems like you have loads to talk about.”

He can feel the burn of Steve’s glare on the back of his head after he turns to walk away, retreating into the darkness of the treeline.

Even after getting the last word, he knows that nothing he can say will cause enough upset to restore things to how they were. Can never subvert Steve enough to sow genuine disdain.

There are murmurs around the fire, soft-spoken words and kisses shared in the warmth. Gentle caresses and reassurances. Explanations.

They are a king, his knight, and his jester. Held up, safe and cozy within the sturdy walls of a castle, after all.

And Tommy is cold. Shivering as he treks back to his truck parked out by the road, hands shoved in his pockets, eyes misty with bitterness.

Knowing he never had a place at all.

-

Loosely inspired by this post by @plistommy :0)

[shieldofiron]

Billy comes back and he's ready to LIVE.