#a bit of mungrove

[runraerun]

Find the Word

How it works: Search for the words assigned to you in your latest WIP(s) and post snippets that include those words! Then choose four words & tag others to do the same!

I was tagged by the wonderful @medusapelagia ! Thank you for thinking of meee🥹💕

My words were: holiday, sun, breath, & family

Holiday: (from an upcoming chapter of Easy as 123) (Harringrove)

Billy wasn’t stupid, despite what Neil had tried to drill into his head. On the few occasions he was home for a holiday or a birthday or some shit, he had seen the signs. He’d watched the way Susan gave Neil a wide berth when she passed him by, how her hand shook all the time, how she only ever wore long sleeves now… she was Neil’s newest outlet for his rage. The shiny new scapegoat that could be blamed for everything bad that happened in his goddamn life. God forbid his dad ever take responsibility for his own shit. No, it was always someone else’s fault.

Sun: (from my Eddie Big Bang) (Steddie)

Normally, Eddie would take the opportunity to gawk at Steve’s divine, shirtless form, but in this moment he’s a defeated man. Beaten down. He doesn’t deserve to look at those hairy, sun-kissed pecs.

Breath: (from an upcoming chapter of Bonafide Lovin’) (Mungrove)

Eddie sucks in a quick breath, frustration boiling over, “I just… I just don’t get why you won’t ever let me return the favour—it doesn’t gross me out or anything. I like dicks! And, just so you know, I don’t care if you’re like, small or anything, I won’t judge, I just—”

Family: (from an upcoming chapter of Easy as 123) (Harringrove)

“You can tell me,” he prods, “c’mon twerp, spill.”

And apparently it’s all she needs.

“Danny O'connell said we weren’t a real family today at school,” Maxine whispers, like she’s nervous how he’ll will react.

Billy feels his heart sink. “What?”

—

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Your words, should you choose to accept, are…🥁🥁🥁🥁

• Knees • Morning • Exhale • Crush •

[praxisia]

Eddie manages to hook his band up with a gig that’s bigger than their usual ones and he decides wearing eyeliner to the show would be a good idea rrrrright up until he’s in the bathroom of the venue hurriedly trying to apply and reapply eyeliner because he’s never actually done this before and it keeps coming out looking worse and worse.

Billy finds him looking like an overgrown, anxious raccoon and Eddie is on the verge of freaking out because it looks soooo bad and it feels so weird on his eyes, but he can’t really get it off either. He’s gotta go big or go home and right now going home seems like a really good option.

Billy pulls him away from the mirror, plucks the pencil from Eddie’s hand, and makes him sit on the toilet. He wipes off as much eyeliner as he can get and Eddie is bouncing his knee because it’s still not coming off, oh god.

“Shut the fuck up and hold still,” Billy mumbles as he grabs Eddie’s, like, Entire Lower Jaw in his big ass hand and just sort of gently manhandles his face and starts reapplying the eyeliner.

Billy’s just standing there, calmly telling Eddie to look down at the floor or up at the ceiling while he manipulates his face with steady hands. Eddie can’t really do much other than clench his fists and focus on the feeling of Billy’s warm hand clutching his face while he tries his best not to blink or twitch.

After a couple minutes of tweaking and smudging and redefining the lines, Billy let’s up and let’s Eddie look in the mirror. And it looks good.

It’s smoky and cool rather than crooked and smudged, and it makes his eyes pop nicely. It looks good and he looks hot. He FEELS hot.

He turns around and thanks Billy. Billy offers him the pencil and he rejects it because eyeliner is Evil and he doesn’t even wanna look at that stupid pencil. “But thank you, again. Seriously.”

Billy pats him on the shoulder like it’s really no big deal and tells him to break a leg, then leaves him be.

His face still feels warm from where Billy had been holding it by the time he walks out on stage. He’d been thinking that maybe eyeliner isn’t so bad, not if he can get Billy to do it for him again. He’d been thinking about the implications of what it means that Billy is apparently so good at using makeup. His eyes catch Billy’s in the crowd, and he thinks about how good Billy would look with dark, smoky eyeliner.

It’s hard not to get a little worked up thinking about how much better he’d look, a little dazed with eyeliner running down his cheeks a bit after he’s been fucked good and hard.

[boffeeceans]

"Billy is a cat" "Eddie is a dog" they're both birds.

Exempla one:

[giurochedadomani]

Is it too early for Valentine’s day thingies? Because picture Eddie being stood up by his date on a dinner and waiter!Billy noticing what's happening, clocking out when he can and automatically sitting in Eddie's booth as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, like: thanks for waiting rockstar, what are you treating me with tonight?

Bonus points if they have the double entendre conversation in which it becomes apparent that Eddie was waiting for some other guy and that it was a date. Billy seems surprisingly pretty chill about it but also Eddie will soon discover that Billy swings that way too

[robthegoodfellow]

Chapters: 7/8 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson Characters: Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson Additional Tags: Looney Tunes References, Billy Hargrove Lives, Eddie Munson Lives, Well Depending on Your Definition of "Lives", Certainly They Are Walking Talking Fighting Crime, In the Upside-Down Tho, On Account of Their Bods Being Toast, Might Find a Way to Reverse That, For Now I Just Want Them to Rig Vecna w/ Dynamite and Smash Him w/ Anvils from the Sky, Eddie Munson in the Upside Down, Billy Hargrove in the Upside Down Summary:

Eddie wakes up in the Upside-Down and is promptly ushered into Billy Hargrove's manhole.

@mungroveweek (day 7 finally)

[ashwhowrites]

Can I request an Billy x reader x Eddie fic where either the three of them fight and then make up or Billy made Reader cry and Eddie got mad at him, and he then fixes it? I would love to see more of Mungrove x reader!

I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it!! Thank you for requesting 🫶🏻Mungrove is getting very fun

2 boyfriends but 1 girlfriend

If there was anything that was a promise when dating Billy Hargrove, it was jealousy. Billy was popular with everyone. The boys idolized him, and the girls crawled at his feet. Billy was a loyal partner, Eddie and Y/N knew that. But Billy never was shy from the attention on him. He loved it. He loved being chased and all the girls swooning at his feet.

It didn't really bother Eddie. Eddie was never bothered by much, he shrugged everything off and moved on. He and Billy barely ever fought about it. But Y/N? She couldn't just shrug it off. It bothered her all the way into her skin and bones. Billy never saw the issue as it wasn't like he cheated. But to Y/N, being involved in flirting felt like cheating.

Saturday night meant date night. It turned out that having to compare three schedules was difficult. Billy always had basketball practice after school, Eddie had his campaign and band practice, and then Fridays were basketball games and singing gigs. But they all vowed that Saturdays would be their day.

It was late May and the weather was getting hot. Billy wanted to take a road trip off to the beach, so they did. The drive didn't feel that long once they pulled into the parking lot.

"We'll go grab a spot, and you unpack the car," Eddie said as he grabbed Y/N's hand. They ran through the hot sand and threw down their towels.

Y/N was basking in the sun as Eddie took dives in the water. She laughed behind her sunglasses as Eddie tried to do tricks for a rating. Usually, Billy would be with Eddie, both boys trying to one-up each other.

"I'M GONNA CHECK ON BILLY, DON'T DROWN," Y/N yelled as she stood up. Eddie gave her a thumbs-up before diving into the water once again. That boy loved to be in the water.

Y/N put on her sandals and began to walk towards the parking lot. She wasn't sure what took Billy so long, but she had a good feeling of why once she caught Billy with his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and his pearly whites on display.

Y/N walked up slowly, hearing Karen Wheeler flirting with her boyfriend. Billy was leaning close to her, making her laugh.

"Um, babe? You need any help with the stuff?" Y/N asked, she didn't want to sound rude or bitchy. She was more nervous and uncomfortable with the tight feeling in her stomach.

"Got it all handled, sweetie," Billy said, popping his gum. He didn't bother to look behind him at her, his eyes on Karen only.

"Eddie is starting his tricks and waiting for his competition." Y/N hinted she hoped he'd care enough to look at her this time.

"I'll be there in a minute," Billy said, his tone a little angry. Y/N gulped, she did not want to make him mad but she wanted time with her boyfriend.

"Will you be done soon? We've been here for thirty minutes and you know Saturday is o-" But Billy cut her off. He whipped around and his icy blue eyes glared at her.

"I said in a minute. I'm in the middle of a conversation, we have the whole godamn day for you to be on my ass." He snapped, and Y/N nodded. She bit her lip as she felt it tremble. Billy turned back to Karen and Y/N began to walk away. She sniffled as she tried to keep her tears back.

"Clingy one I see," Karen mocked, Billy let out a big laugh.

"You've got no idea."

~

Eddie was back on his towel when Y/N made it back, without Billy.

"Hey sweets, where's Billy? Does he need my help?" Eddie asked, pushing his sunglasses into his hair. He squinted as he looked over at Y/N.

"No, he's fine," Y/N said, her voice shaky as she sat on her towel.

Eddie frowned hearing her voice, he was quick to move his towel right next to her. His wet body against hers as he threw his arm over her shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Eddie asked, he saw his reflection in her sunglasses as she turned to look at him.

"He's too busy to join us because of Karen Wheeler." Y/N sighed, but Eddie knew there was more.

"I'm sorry he's being a dick," Eddie said, his lips pressed against her shoulder.

"Do you think I'm...clingy?" Y/N asked, she pushed her sunglasses into her hair as she looked into Eddie's eyes. His frown deepened as he saw her watery eyes.

"Not at all! Why do you ask?"

"Karen made a comment about it, and Billy laughed and agreed. It hurts when he flirts with every girl that breathes. It makes me insecure. Why am I not pretty enough to keep him from looking at other girls? He never looks at other guys." Y/N ranted, salty tears ran down her cheek.

"Oh, darling. I can't make an excuse for his dumb actions. But I promise you, you are enough. You are pretty enough, smart enough, funny enough, and everything more." Eddie said softly, he wiped away her tears.

"I'm going to swim for a bit." Y/N said, she gave Eddie a soft kiss then left to head into the water.

Eddie flicked down his sunglasses and went right after Billy.

Just like Y/N said, Billy was talking to Karen without a care in the world. Eddie walked up to the car and grabbed a water bottle out of the cooler.

He cut in between Karen and Billy. His back to Billy as he glared at Karen through his sunglasses. He handed her the water with a smirk. "Since you are so thirsty, here's water. Now beat it."

Billy chuckled from behind Eddie as Karen walked away.

"My oh my, someone is hot when they are jealous." Billy teased. Eddie turned around and flicked Billy in the forehead.

"I'm not jealous. I'm pissed off at your attitude towards Y/N." Eddie argued.

"I didn't have an attitude. I asked her to give me a minute." Billy defended. He finally grabbed the stuff from the car and began walking towards the beach.

"I don't give a shit if you asked. You ditched us on our date so you could talk with gross Mrs. Wheeler. You know I don't care about flirting because I know who's dick you'll be sucking on. But it's different with Y/N. She gets insecure and you make her upset." Eddie explained, helping his boyfriend carry everything down into the sand.

"Why is her being insecure my fault? We all knew I was popular with the ladies." Billy scoffed.

Eddie waited until Billy dropped everything on the sand before he punched his arm.

"What the hell!" Billy growled as he rubbed the sore spot.

"It's your fault because she doesn't think she's pretty enough to keep your eyes on just her. News flash Hargrove, if you want to soak in all the attention from the "ladies" then don't be in a relationship." Eddie said, another punch at Billy's other arm.

"DAMMIT!" Billy yelled as he felt another bruise forming.

"That's for making her cry. If you don't see what I see in her, then maybe she isn't meant to be yours, just mine." Eddie glared.

"What? You are gonna take her from me?" Billy questioned. He had to admit, the thought made his stomach hurt.

"No, but I'm going to stop trying to make you a good guy."

~

Billy sighed as he walked into the water. His eyes take in the gorgeous girlfriend of his. Her warm skin and the bright color of her bikini. Water dropped down her hair and created droplets that ran down her back.

She didn't turn around and he kept walking closer. Once he reached her he wrapped his arms around her waist.

His mouth was against her ear, as his chin rested on her shoulder. Her skin was warm from the sun.

"I talked to Eddie. And I'm really sorry I upset you." Billy said softly, he squeezed her body as the waves brushed against his legs.

"It's whatever, Billy. I'll get over it like I always do." Y/N sighed. She groaned when Billy turned her around, now face to face as she held back her tears.

"No, I mean it this time. I'm done with the games and the flirting. Eddie and I don't see it as a big deal, but it means something to you. It hurts you and makes you question yourself. Which I never want you to do. I've been a dick and not appreciating you the way I should be. I'm incredibly lucky to have you as a girlfriend. " Billy kissed her neck, and she tried not to melt.

"My sexy and gorgeous girlfriend," more kisses, "who puts up with me when she shouldn't have to," more kisses, "loves me when I don't deserve it," more kisses, "and truly the only woman I'll ever love." The final kiss landed on her lips and she happily kissed back. Her arms were thrown over his shoulders as his tongue moved inside her mouth.

"Can you forgive me?" Billy whispered against her lips. His blue eyes were nervous and guilty.

"Yes but I swear you flirt with one more girl and I'm going to have Eddie truly kick your ass."

"He wishes, baby." Billy chuckled before kissing her again. His hands landed on her ass as his tongue entered her mouth once again.

~

"Great. Now I got a hard on." Eddie groaned as he used Billy's towel to cover his swim shorts.

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[luckylocus]

mungrove first meet

Figures that the first interesting person Billy meets in this town is the local drug dealer. Presumed drug dealer, maybe retired drug dealer? Well that's what he's here to find out. He just wants a break from this place, with its stupidly boring people and lack of things to do. A house party of some fellow high schooler is the most interesting thing he's seen since they arrived last week and when he asked when the next ones going to happen, the people around him told him this one was an exception. Cause it was Halloween. If that was the best party they can muster up Billy's future possibilities for entertainment are looking rather bleak.

When the guys from the team described Eddie Munson they made him sound like some kind of loser, nerd, pariah. Yet Billy's first impression is just a regular metal head. And fuck, that would mean there is at least one person with a decant taste in music around. They also called him various things ranging from menace to a devil worshiper. If the people around here really think listening to metal music means you are evil Billy sees tough times ahead for his remaining time in this shithole before he can jump the ship and head back to California.

The weirdest thing the guy did was smile a bit too wide. And not wear a jacket in october. Now that doesn’t bode well for the temperatures to come. Shit, he really needs some distraction as soon as possible or he might just go insane.

Billys sits himself opposite the other and damn the bench is cold as well. Slightly moist also. He really hates this shithole.

“You still selling?” he asks. 

The guy stares at him with intense dark eyes, still smiling. “Oh yeah definitely.” Munson smiles even wider. “But if I sell to you, that solely depends on you, new kid.”

Kid. Jesus Christ. Maybe the guys on the team were described him accurately after all. “What's that supposed to mean?” He demands.

“Easy. Flattery does work on me. If you act with basic decency you get what you want for the regular price. Be nice to me and get a big discount. You keep acting like a disrespectful asshat and you’re not gonna get anything at all.” 

Huh. Unexpected. Tommy H said this guy is a rude asshole. But Billy could totally see this being an eye for an eye kinda deal Munsons got going. And Billy does understand the fun in pushing people to do shit they do not want to do. Dude is the most compelling person he’s interacted with in weeks. 

Billy also heard some very specific rumors about the guy and it helps that he's better looking then most of the cows in this town even with their layers of makeup on. He leans his head a bit to the side and smiles. If pretending to be nice will get him weed for cheap and puts him on the good side of the local drug dealer he can swallow his pride for one conversation.

[lostlimerence]

Wanting to enjoy a bit of steddie fic (just like I do harringrove, mungrove and harringroveson) but the prevalence of Billy hate/2D evil monster, villian or evil ex-Billy in a good chunk of them has really turned me away from the ship as a stand-alone….

[billyharringson]

I've been thinking about this recently and I'm not sure why but Billy has always struck me as a girl dad, however that said I do head cannon him with different children depending on who he's with. So here is my Billy ship kids head cannons that no one asked for.

Harringrove (Billy/Steve): 1 child. A little boy. Steve wanted a big family but after a year or so of having just one child they both decided one was enough.

Mungrove (Billy/Eddie): 2 children. 2 little girls. I image there's about three years difference between their daughters and I actually think it was Billy that got broody again when their eldest moved out of the baby phase and into a toddler. It wasn't hard to convince Eddie to have another though.

Byergrove (Billy/Jon): I swing about a bit on this because I feel like they'd either have no children or lots. Like 5 kids. A mixture of boys and girls with at least one set of twins thrown in there.

Argilly (Billy/Argyle): 2 children. Twins. A boy and a girl. The little boy takes after Argyle and the little girl takes after Billy. They're both fiercely protective of their respective siblings and their parents.

[blueshistorysims]

June 1922, Henford-on-Bagley, England

Dearest sister, 

I know you are tired of my constant complaining… but there are few people I can complain to, and unfortunately for you, you are one of them. I had never realized there was so much to do as a peer. I can sense resentment from the tenants of the Feldsbury lands. Parliament is so boring, and most of them don’t like me, considering I one, married a colored woman, and two, I am part of the Labour Party. Not that I care, but I am snubbed often at places where my title is of great prestige. To quote one of the earls, I am ‘a disgrace to the memory of the late Duke and should be ashamed as such.’ What a pity.

Stella is in London again if you and Francesca wish to invite her to dinner, or at least stop by and visit. And before you say wasn’t she in London two weeks ago, well, she is there again. I rarely see her. We were on track to fix everything, and then the bloody old man had to croak. Now we are strangers again in a life neither of us chose. 

We have finally been invited by our neighbors for dinner on Friday, so she will be returning for that. It’s bloody Mungroves. I don’t think I ever told you, but I was friends with their son in boarding school and I spent a summer there.

Joel Mungrove was… let’s just say the first person I developed feelings of a non-platonic nature for. Turned out he was a right cunt, for lack of better words. But the hilarious part of it all, is that neither Sir Francis Mungrove nor Lady Mungrove recognize me. I am delighted to embarrass them during dinner. 

Your brother, Byron

“Lovely house,” Stella muttered.

“The first girl I ever kissed was their daughter,” he mumbled under his breath.

She smirked. “Anything else?”

“Shhh,” he hissed, looking around. “...I felt her up as she… you know…” he wavered off, making a motion with his hand.

Stella laughed, and he smiled. He hadn’t seen her laugh in a while.  

“The Duke and Duchess of Feldsbury,” the butler announced as the Mungroves entered the main hall. 

“It is an honor to finally have you for dinner,” Lady Mungrove said, smiling kindly. 

She and her husband looked so much older than the last time he’d seen them, over thirteen years ago. He smiled politely and gestured to his wife, whom he noted Sir Francis was not making eye contact with.

“My wife is quite eager to see your dining room.”

Stella nodded. While she loathed it, she played of Duchess well. “The Duke has told me how beautiful it is.”

Sir Francis cocked a brow. “You seen it before?”

“Yes, I dinned here when I was a boy.” He grinned like a shark.

“It really is you!” A voice exclaimed from the stairwell, and there he saw Wilhelmina coming down with a man he thought looked familiar. “You’ve gotten so tall. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I’d read that you were Feldsbury's heir.”

He laughed. “I could say the same to you,” he greeted as she kissed his cheek.

Her parents looked bewildered. 

Wilhelmina gestured to the man next to her. “I’m sorry. This is my husband Jack Porter.”

“The poet?”

He nodded. “Yes, Duke.”

Byron was impressed. Stella looked much more interested than she had moments prior. 

“You know our daughter?” Lady Mungrove stammered.

Wilhelmina stared at her mother. “Mother, his grace was Joel’s friend he brought here in the summer of 1909.”

Color flooded the cheeks of the couple as Stella bit her lip to hide a smirk. 

During dinner, Byron learned that Joel was dead, having perished in the war. Sir Francis and Lady Mungrove were mostly quiet during the affair, likely from the embarrassment of earlier. Seeing them so uneasy made his evening entirely worth it. 

Afterward, he and Wilhelmina went to the balcony, reminding him of the many conversations they’d had in their youth. Jack was keen to show Stella the house, asking questions about the jazz scene in Harlem. 

“You know,” she began, “When I read that you married your wife and you were heir to the Duke of Feldsbury, I laughed. Of course the dukedom was our neighbor.”

“I wasn’t even aware back then. Are you happy with Mr. Porter?”

“Yes. He knows the real London social scene, and he makes me happy. I love him dearly. What of you and the duchess?”

He frowned. “The title has put a tremendous strain on marriage if I will be truthful. The only person who hates it more than I is her. I rarely see her.” He sighed.  “I confess, Wilhelmina, I don’t think our relationship will thrive if I do not leave Henford.”

She sat next to him. “I am sorry, Byron.”

“I didn’t tell her I was heir to a dukedom until after we eloped. She resents me for that. I don’t blame her.”

“Well, Jack and I live in London if she is in ever need of friends.”

“What she wants is to be around people like her, in a community where she doesn’t have to be someone else. That community is in New York.”

Wilhelmina nodded. “...My parents weren’t truthful about Joel’s death.”

“What?”

“I think you should know the truth. He did die during the war years, but not on the battlefield. He was severely injured and disfigured after a mustard gas attack. My mother couldn’t even look at him unless he was in bandages or wore a mask. It was hard to look at him. He couldn’t take it, so he killed himself.”

Byron sat there quietly. “My God.”

[gonegrove]

Billy and eddie in full PPE staring down a hoarder house like “ah fuck”

Cleaning up a gunshot suicide and Eddie’s like “oh yeah this tooth got distance” to Billy who’s just found a piece of skull + scalp behind dresser

I’ve actually looked into crime scene cleaning before bc I think it’s neat (which is how we got here ig) and I promise you the coroner would probably not miss a foot especially more than once.

Thinking about mungrove working as crime scene cleaners for some fucking reason

[mungroveweek]

Mungrove Week 2023: Prompts

You guys voted for your favorite prompts, we regrouped some of them and put them under umbrella themes we hope will inspire you all! Find out more about the themes under the cut!

Day 1: Upside Down

Hell, that's definitely what the Upside Down feels like, whether they're stuck there, trying to escape or dealing with the aftermath.

What if Eddie died and woke up in the Upside Down to a friendly (or not) face? What if Billy was stuck in the Upside Down and weird things started happening at the Munsons' trailer, almost as if someone was trying to tell Eddie something? Or maybe they got out, but the Upside Down changed them, so much that they don’t really feel human anymore...

Day 2: Touch

It's about touch: the touch that brings comfort, the touch that brings pain, the touch that brings pleasure.

It's about not knowing what to do with a gentle touch, being desperate for any kind of touch, feeling too raw and vulnerable to be touched.

Overstimulation, flying fists, finally being touched after craving it for so long, missing someone’s touch, and the touch that never came.

Day 3: Firsts

You know the saying: there’s a first time for everything.

Experiencing something for the first time together, meeting for the first time, sharing a kiss for the first time.

Sharing something with someone for the first time, like a secret or one’s favorite meal, watching the childish wonder in someone’s eye as they see the ocean for the first time.

To be someone’s first friend, first love, first heartbreak, this day is all about being number one.

Day 4: On the road

A car, loud music, a seemingly endless road, is it a road trip or is someone running away from home?

This day is about cheap motels, hitchhiking, shenanigans and misadventures; fighting over the music or the last snack, getting lost because they can’t read a map, huddling for warmth at the back of the Camaro, finding a quiet spot to spend the night after a day spent on the road; Billy accompanying Eddie on tour, or maybe they’re going for a late night drive, just the two of them, it’s kinda like a date, right? 

Day 5: Stuck together

Something is connecting them, they can’t seem to be able to escape each other, they’re forced to work together.

Is it fate? They might just be meant to be together. Is it a spell, a curse, some kind of accident bonding them together? Someone might have just decided to lock them together inside a room, to pair them up for some kind of project.

The question is: are they going to fight it every step of the way or roll with it?

Day 6: H(a)unted

Things are going to get a little freaky, a little bit spooky. Ghosts, monsters, demons and other creatures of the night are on the menu this day. Maybe they’ll go ghost or monster hunting, maybe they’re the creature on the prowl; are they making a new friend or running away for their lives? 

It doesn’t have to be all bad, sometimes love can be found after death, sometimes a ghost isn’t really a ghost, and the monster just needs a little bit of love.

And sometimes the thing that’s haunting them is just the past. 

Day 7: Game Night

We can’t forget that Eddie is a D&D nerd and Billy a jock, and this is what day 7 is about: Dungeons and Dragons and Eddie’s last campaign, has he managed to convince Billy to join yet? That sure would surprise the Hellfire Club, but maybe not as much as if Eddie decided to go see a basketball game. 

This day is also about being young, stubborn, and yeah, a little bit stupid too; what kind of stupid bets do they make? Eddie might not be into parties, but what about drinking games? 

How far are they willing to go to win, and what happens if the answer is “too far”? 

The Spotify Playlist.

ALTERNATE SET: PHOTO PROMPTS You can swap photo prompts for any day you’d like!

1. Starcourt Mall

2. Twink Boutta Pounce Meme

3. Gif from Hannibal (TV Show), by prettyboysinpain

4. Two white masc people; the one in front is kneeling, with their hands behind their back. The one behind is faceless and standing up; they have a hand cupping the jaw of the one in front.

5. Vintage Heavy Metal

6. "Your crush is coming this way, be cool"

7. Oceanside Pier, San Diego

We're excited to see what you come up with, Mungrove Week will start on April 9, 2023, which is when we'll open the AO3 collection. We will post more details about posting and how to let us find your creations at a later date, in the meantime, we hope you have fun with those prompts! 🥰 If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to send us an ask or a DM here on Tumblr, you can also find us on the Mungrove discord server! 😁

[pinkkinoko]

A note I hope you read

Hello everyone! How are you doing? I have passed a little over 500 followers on here, I couldn’t be more grateful for all of you. Every lovely Billy fan out there, every kind mungrove lover who’s jumped into my inbox, who’s added notes on my posts, I could name you all individually, even those who know nothing of stranger things! I could shout out those special people who have influenced me in such a deep and impactful way, but I think you know who you are, trust that the gratitude I have expressed to you is genuine. There are many things I could share to celebrate 500 followers, like make a big art piece, or open up a poll, I could even try my hand at a giveaway, but those don’t feel like things I would do. I am, naturally, a very private person. I like to keep facts about myself to a minimum, I like to separate my online persona from my real life, and sometimes I think I may come across as a bit professional or insincere when I interact online with you all, but know that I only do that because it’s what makes me feel safe, and my affection for you is earnest. So, in celebration of what you have given me, I want to share a small part of myself with you.

Dear Billy, and truly mungrove, fandom,

Do not let someone tell you that you cannot ship something, or that you cannot love a character. Yes, I have indeed made my own posts and remarks about disliking certain dynamics or ships, but to truly hate someone for what they love isn’t in me. I’ve seen how horrible people can be about ships, about characters, and especially in the Billy and stranger things fandom there’s been such an intense amount of vitriol poured out, perhaps that is also why I like to keep my own details private. But whether you relate to Billy’s story, or to Max’s experience, or even if you just think Billy’s really damn attractive, I wish dearly that you know it is never necessary to explain yourself. I’ve been on tumblr for so long now, I have seen how much things change and I wish you know to never let something you love become something you hate because of others. You have all made my experience as a creator so very fulfilling, and I wish only to do the same for you.

A few months ago, I lost my own Billy, perhaps someday I will have the heart to sit at their grave and read my own letter. You never know who is affected by the things you write, the notes you post, or the comments you send. Be kind to those around you, be loving, and if all else feels impossible, simply be respectful. Some people may never understand what it’s like to resent someone so strongly and yet love them so dearly, to see how broken they are and still be cut by their shards. As I’ve said before, you can love characters for any number of mundane reasons, they are fictional; sometimes they are conduits for healing, sometimes objects of desire, sometimes they are simply intriguing.

I wish to be here for you all for a long time to come, and even if we someday go our separate ways, I wish you’ll take this as a fond memory. Thank you, for coming along with me this far, for in some way showing me that the small dream I saw as a child of doing something with my art was not impossible, and for allowing me to give the Billy in my own life some form of happiness they perhaps could never find.

All my love,

-PK

[boffeeceans]

Eddie has definitely kneed Billy in the nuts in his sleep at least once

[greyghoulclub]

Mungrove Summer Bingo - Cold Beverage

Written for @mungrovebingos

(You can’t say cold beverage to me and not expect me to write a coffee shop au)

Eddie didn’t even know why he was going to this coffee shop. He didn’t even like coffee! But he was still walking out with an iced caramel latte for the fourth time this week.

He knew precisely why he got the latte, it was because of the hot barista that worked there.

The guy was tanned, blonde, and had arms like a Greek god. He also had a little skull tattoo on his left shoulder, not that Eddie had been staring though. His name tag said ‘Billy’ on it, Eddie had found out one time when he was staring at the outline of the guy’s pecs and the guy had noticed so Eddie had to pretend that he was trying to read the name tag. Billy looked like he didn’t believe Eddie when he said that, which was probably fair in Eddie’s opinion.

Eddie went to sit on the bench outside of his record store, a little bit down the road from the coffee shop. Hellfire Records, it was called and they specialised in rock and metal music. They also had a small section dedicated to tabletop games like Dungeons and Dragons, and Warhammer 10k.

He stared at the coffee inside the plastic cup, the ice melting like his courage each time he tried to ask Billy out on a date. The words just caught in his throat, and he didn’t want to make a fool of himself in front of the crush he’d been nursing for a couple of months., more than he already did at least. He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, Billy probably thought he was a weirdo now. He was sure that Billy had known what his deer-in-the-headlights stare meant.

“C’mon man, you gotta do better than that,” he mumbled to himself, “What happened to the plan?”

The plan, the fucking plan, the little scenario that he had concocted in his head that he was going be so suave and charming and effortlessly ask Billy out on a date. But of course that didn’t happen. Whoever coined the term, bisexual disaster, they were most definitely talking about Eddie. He sighed and got up from the bench, now watery iced latte in hand.

He was hit with a blast of cold air from the AC as soon as he opened the door to the store. It felt refreshing after being out in the sun, and Eddie hummed in appreciation. The store's interior was a mishmash of a record store and a collection of concert memorabilia. Eddie had put up posters of concerts he had attended and his Uncle Wayne had given him some stuff from back in the 70s and 80s. They also had a frame full of ticket stubs on the wall behind the counter. The games section was to the right of the counter and the wall behind it was stacked high with Funko figures. He dumped his battle vest by the counter and stretched his arms up until he felt his shoulders pop. His assistant manager, Gareth came through from the back and immediately started grilling Eddie on his antics in the coffee shop.

“What do you mean that you froze up?! What happened to the plan?” Gareth asked incredulously, Eddie was sure if he wasn’t Gareth’s boss, he would be being strangled right now. He and Gareth had stayed up late planning the ultimate guide to asking out a hot barista. “So you’re telling me, you wussed out and ended up ordering a coffee that you don’t even like?” Gareth pointed towards the cup in Eddie’s hand.

“Uh yeah? What does it look like dude? I couldn’t not order something if I was there! I didn’t want to look like I was wasting his time!” This was true, mostly, what happened was that Eddie was a stuttering mess while he ordered the coffee.

Eddie was about to throw the cup away because he wasn’t going to drink it anyway but then he saw something written on the lid.

“Metallica rocks, - B”

He wasn’t sure how he didn’t notice it before, probably because he was trying to still look like he wasn’t feeling like a pathetic wet cat in front of Billy. But even that little reference to the fact he was wearing a Metallica shirt made him feel all gooey inside, because did that mean Billy thought he was maybe, just maybe, kind of cool? And then that meant, Billy was into metal which made him even hotter in Eddie’s opinion.

Eddie hadn’t realised he was staring at the cup until Gareth slammed his hand down on the counter bell. The sharp sound made Eddie jump and drop the cup, the coffee splattering on the floor in a brown mess.

“Dude! What the hell?” Gareth didn’t say anything but pointed to the front of the shop. Then Eddie’s heart leapt into his throat. Billy was standing outside, inspecting the window display. An approving look on his face. Eddie had a gut feeling it was because of the “Back to the 80s” special they had going. Gareth had said that an “80s slasher summer” was popular on TikTok at the moment. Eddie never really got TikTok trends.

Eddie made himself look busy by cleaning up the spilt coffee, hoping that Billy wouldn’t enter the store. Because Eddie wasn’t sure if he’d be able to speak to Billy if he did.

Eddie kept his head down until he had cleared away the mess, Billy was still outside looking at the records in the window. Eddie had two options, 1) keep himself looking busy inside or 2) go out and speak to Billy. He knew which one he wanted to do but was more likely to do the other. Or he could wait until Billy entered the store….

“I can feel you judging me Gareth.” He stated bluntly, knowing that the younger man was at the counter waiting to see what Eddie would do.

“Uh huh,” came bored from the direction of the counter. God, Gareth could be a little asshole at times.

The bell at the door rang as someone entered the store, both Gareth and Eddie turned to see Billy enter the store. Billy had his hands in his pockets, looking like he stepped out of The Lost Boys. Ok, the sleeveless muscle top was even hotter now that he wasn’t wearing an apron. Plus, a dangly earring that Eddie hadn’t noticed before.

“Uh, hey?” Billy waved a hand, probably feeling awkward since he had two pair of eyes on him. What was this a three-way Mexican standoff?

Something must be possessing Eddie because he felt like he was on autopilot as he asked Billy if he needed any help today and led him around the store. Billy was quiet and made little hmm-ing noises occasionally. Either Eddie was super fucking boring or he had a feeling that Billy was feeling just as awkward as him. If he was, he was better at hiding it because Eddie was making a goddamn fool of himself in the worst way.

They finished at the small games section, “Uh, yeah, that’s everything we’ve got. You can… you can, uh, ask if you need any help,” Eddie turned to leave Billy to his own devices when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to a pair of big and earnest blue eyes, Billy’s adam’s apple bobbed in his throat as he opened his mouth to speak.

“Eddie, I… I want to,” Billy stuttered in the middle of his sentence, he seemed to be kicking himself mentally for that.

“You want to what?” Eddie spoke quietly, not trying to get his hopes up but his traitorous heart was hammering his chest.

“I want to… no, I’d like to, I’d like to ask you out on a date?” Billy chewed at his bottom lip waiting for Eddie’s reaction.

Eddie felt like someone had turned his world on its head. Billy was asking him out? Oh my god! This was happening? Eddie hadn’t made a bad impression on Billy, to the point where he wanted to go out on a date.

Eddie must’ve been frozen on the spot because his lack of reaction made Billy curl in on himself. Oh god, Eddie come on! Pull yourself together, he thought to himself. Eddie’s seeming like a real asshole the longer he keeps quiet.

“If you don’t want to you can just say so…” Billy sounded so hurt, in turn that made Eddie feel even more awful for not saying anything. Eddie felt his face getting hotter and hotter, he had to say something now.

“Yes! I’d really like to go out on date with you, um, maybe we could catch dinner and a movie?” Eddie tried his best to be sauve, but it probably sounded more like word vomit. But Billy’s face was lighting up in relief, red blush dusting his cheeks.

“You want to? Is 7 tomorrow night ok?” Billy’s eyes were huge and his face was still full of disbelief, like he still couldn’t believe that Eddie had said yes.

“Yeah that would be great,” then Eddie did something impulsive and hugged Billy before he said that he had to get back to work. Billy had to do the same and left the record store looking the happiest Eddie had ever seen him.

Eddie hadn’t realised that Gareth was still there until he spoke, “Look at you, Romeo,” he then snickered when Eddie flipped him off. But even Gareth’s teasing couldn’t dampen Eddie’s mood. And if he spent the rest of the work day dreaming about Billy, that was his own business.

[robthegoodfellow]

Chapters: ¾ Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Corroded Coffin (Stranger Things) Additional Tags: Gay Billy Hargrove, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson, Musician Eddie Munson, Los Angeles, West Hollywood, Future Fic, 1990s, Aromantic Character, Threesome - M/M/M, Bottom Billy Hargrove, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Billy Ran Away From Home and Never Moved to Hawkins, Double Dating, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Copious 90s References, Soft Eddie Munson, Cocky Steve Harrington, Beach Offs, In the Sense of Hand Jobs Yeah But Also Just Being a Royal Bitch, And We Love It Yes We Do Summary:

Billy’s a go-go dancer allergic to rom-com scenarios. Steve’s a man with a plan and a crush. Eddie’s also a man with a plan and a crush. When plans and crushes collide, what’s a Billy to do?