#a bit of mungrove

[suspiciouslackofclowns]

Here are some of my fav personal harringrove headcanons bc I’m bored at work (if I’ve said any of these before, no I haven’t)

Steve normally prefers to drive, but when he’s with Billy he 100% becomes a passenger princess. Like, feet up on the dash, he’s in control of the stereo, has a secret stash of snacks, etc.

Billy is mean in the fun way, where he’ll try to round up the kids for some reason and call them assholes, and just gets giggled at. Steve is mean in the mean way — if Billy playfully starts being a dick, Steve starts being a dick for real because he can’t help it. This almost always ends in Billy’s feelings getting hurt and Steve profusely apologizing with kisses and compliments until his crybaby boyfriend is feeling better.

They both have serious commitment issues and have difficulty professing their love for each other for a long time. Billy is scared to get attached to people because he doesn’t trust that they’ll actually stick around, and Steve is afraid of being too clingy and driving people away.

In addition to that last one, I’m a big believer of Steve’s parents not being super involved in his life, but I hc that he has an aunt on his mom’s side that he’s really close to. I have a whole backstory for her and everything, just haven’t gotten around to putting it in any fics yet. Essentially, she’s the other black sheep in the family, has gone through more divorces than anyone can count, is too “eccentric” to be invited to most family gatherings, and Steve adores her, which pisses his mom off a lot. Steve learns a lot about love languages from his aunt, let’s call her Cheryl, and how he can certainly convey that he loves Billy without outright saying it. I think they’d make a lot of progress with little gestures and signals to let the other know that they care, and they’re here to stay.

When their relationship is better, Billy becomes super protective of Max. Not in the “you can’t date until you’re 30” way, but more in the “that guy’s giving you a hard time at school? I’ll be waiting for him out in the parking lot” way. Steve is protective of all of the kids, including Max, but he often tries to talk things out rather than jump straight to violence.

Billy really likes fist fighting and Steve does not. It doesn’t take much to push Billy into that direction, because he’s still in the c’mon, hit me first so I can end you mindset, and is willing to pummel anyone that bothers to light that fuse. Steve often has to calm him down Chris Pratt Jurassic Park style.

Kind of on the flip side of that, Billy sometimes exhibits these random Burt’s of strength when he gets frustrated or angry, and on a few occasions has picked things up that seem too heavy for one guy. Those things include the refrigerator when it got stuck in the doorway, their neighbor’s cement mixer, and Jason Carver. Steve thinks it’s really hot every time this happens.

Billy’s like a big cat. He’s little spoon, and will always look for excuses to seat himself in Steve’s lap and curl close.

Steve is super into voyeurism and Billy is a capital “w” Whore, so it really works out when they mess around with a third party. The third party in question is typically either Tommy or Eddie (whichever floats your boat).

I think that out of all of the older adults, they would both get along well with Murray.

Steve cooks, Billy eats. Sharing food is one of their discovered languages, and since Steve is so giving and Billy enjoys more than his fair share of comfort food, it works.

As always, chubby Billy rights because I love him. He deserves to have a doting boyfriend who adores and worships him, what can I say? He also deserves to put on some happy relationship weight.

They’re each other’s favorite person in the whole world, and they tell one another as much as often as they can.

[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:

[strangerqueerthings]

He's been trying to do work on the Camaro all day, but Eddie's been practically up his ass since he came over.

Normally, Billy doesn't mind having Eddie close, especially when he's sneaking in tiny touches- leaning his arm against his, casually brushing his fingers over Billy's when taking whatever it is they're smoking from him for a drag.

Right now, however, he's trying to work, and Eddie's clueless about cars, so the only thing he's accomplishing is getting in the way of the remaining daylight.

Billy straightens, and his back collides with Eddie's chest. Exasperated, he turns and gives Eddie a Look.

"Munson, I am trying to work."

"And I am watching you, trying to learn, so I can help... eventually."

His answer is too quick, he doesn't meet Billy's eyes, and his cheeks are bright red. Billy's confused. He hasn't really done anything to provoke Eddie- he's kept his tank top on, he's covered in grease and engine oil, his hair is a sweaty, frizzy mess that he's pulled back into a haphazard ponytail.

All in all, not usually what gets Eddie riled up. Usually.

"Is watching me get down and dirty with my car a turn on?"

"What? Nope. Nope!" Eddie says vehemently, shaking his head and flailing his hands out and to the side. Billy lifts a brow at him.

"Then why are you practically up my ass, and beet red?"

He turns to face Eddie, and his tool belt falls from his hips, down to his knees, slipping down his calves before flopping heavily around his ankles-

-taking his pants with it.

Billy can't even be mad at Eddie, can't blame him for being a burr all day.

He is mad at himself, however, for deciding to go commando today.

[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)

[twpsyn-who]

THE GODS OF WRITING BLESSED ME AND I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING!!!! AHHHH

Is Mungrove too 😌 Little Christmas thingy I can't wait to edit and post hehehe.

Soft boys spending Christmas together because they have no one to spend the Christmas with.

Edit : I said what I said. Here's the link~

[ashwhowrites]

Hi! Can I request a Mungrove x Reader fic with 1 from angst and 16 from fluff from the prompt list?

I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting 🫶🏻

"What’s the point of trying if it just proves that I’ll never be good enough?”

“I never thought I could miss someone this much,"

Enough

Y/N and Billy graduated, which left Eddie behind to repeat another year. The three have been dating for a while and got used to being together all the time. But now the summer is over and Eddie had to return to Hawkins High.

Eddie was jealous and upset that Y/N and Billy got to stay together while he was left out. Y/N and Billy missed him too, upset that they had to wait to see Eddie until the school day was over.

Billy was worried about Eddie being left to the wolves but believed he'd stand his ground. Y/N was more worried about the girls, but Eddie reassured her there was no one else.

She wished she could believe that. Eddie had been in school for three months, and all Y/N heard about was Chrissy Cunningham.

It made Y/N's blood boil. Chrissy had years to get to know Eddie, but she waited until Y/N was no longer around. That was snake shit and broke every girl code rule ever made.

Billy was always collected in himself when it came to jealousy. And he never saw Chrissy as a threat, until Y/N got all the ideas in his head.

It was routine for Y/N to drop Eddie off in the morning and for Billy to pick him up. Y/N clenched her teeth every morning because Chrissy would be waiting at the front doors.

Billy began to notice that Eddie would talk all the way with Chrissy to his car. It was like she was attached to his hip. But Billy bit his tongue, something he learned from their girlfriend.

Billy's knuckles were white as he listened to Eddie talk about Chrissy the whole drive. Eddie didn't notice, so lost in talking as the short drive home came to a stop.

~~~

It didn't end with Chrissy, soon he was making friends with all the popular kids. Billy and Y/N wanted to be supportive, but they couldn't help but notice he was changing.

Eddie never cared about being popular, that's what made him unique. Y/N didn't care if he was popular or not when they first got together. Billy was popular but he learned not to care about it once he fell in love. Once Billy was off the market, his time was focused on his relationship. The three got to be in their own little bubble.

But Eddie popped it so he could escape.

~

"Any word?" Y/N sighed as Billy walked to the seat across from her.

The two waited at the restaurant for Eddie but lost hope.

"I called his house, Wayne said he was out with friends. And he's not with us, so I'm guessing he's with..." Billy trailed off as Y/N's frown deepened.

"Chrissy and his new friends" Y/N snapped

"He'll come around. Let's order and have fun. It's date night, and I am the best at date nights." Billy said with a wink

Y/N laughed and agreed. She flipped open the menu and the two began talking like nothing was wrong.

That was the first time Eddie ditched and sadly wasn't the last.

~

"If we wait any longer we'll miss the movie" Billy groaned. He leaned against the wall in the theater as they stared at the doors.

"I know, babe. But maybe just another minute?" She asked. Her hand slipped into his as she squeezed it.

"Like I could ever say no to you" Billy teased, leaning down to press a short kiss against her lips.

"If he's not here in a minute, we'll go," Y/N said as she pulled away. She smiled, but they both knew it was fake. Her eyes went back to the door, waiting and waiting.

But he never showed.

~

Y/N and Billy lost count of how many times Eddie didn't show up for dates. At this point, they expected it. Their relationship of three was really just a relationship between the two.

Y/N was hurt beyond anything. She felt replaced as the special girl in Eddie's life. She felt like she couldn't compare to the pretty cheerleaders Eddie was spending all his time with.

Billy was pissed. He wasn't too upset about being ditched like she was, he had his girl and he'd make the best of it. But what made him mad was watching Eddie hurt Y/N. Billy tried his best to cheer her up and distract her. But how could he make her feel better when he wasn't the one hurting her. Billy promised to kick anyone's ass that made her cry, he just never thought Eddie would become his target.

~~~

Y/N sat silent as she drove Eddie to school. He was going on and on about his new friends and all the things they did together. She could feel her heart shattering more and more. It was like he had no idea how much he'd been missing in their relationship.

~

Before Eddie could speak a word when Billy picked him up, Billy spoke first.

"Tonight you are staying home. Y/N and I are coming over because we need to talk."

Eddie felt a nervous chuckle leave his lips

"What's going on?" Eddie asked

"We'll talk when I grab her," Billy said

The car ride was silent as they pulled up to Y/N's house. She hugged herself in Billy's sweater as she walked to the car.

She slid into the backseat, a small hello from her lips.

Eddie got more nervous as no one spoke, just the radio playing.

They pulled up to the trailer and all walked inside. Billy had his arm wrapped around Y/N as he led her to the couch. Eddie stood in front of them as he looked confused.

"Okay, what's going on? You guys are freaking me out" Eddie sighed, his eyes looking between his partners.

Y/N took a deep breath, clenching Billy's hand.

"We need to talk about the way you've been treating this relationship." Her wet eyes looked up at him.

"What do you mean?" Eddie asked

"You've been ditching us for weeks because of your new friends. It's okay to branch out, but you need to put time into this relationship too." Billy said, trying to stay calm for Y/N's sake.

"Are you guys seriously jealous of this?" Eddie scoffed

"Not jealous, but Eddie you haven't spent any time with us unless it's driving you!" Billy explained

"I can admit that I'm jealous of Chrissy but more hurt that I haven't had any time with you," Y/N said, blinking away tears.

"Why would you be jealous of her?" Eddie asked, his voice was snippy and short. She could tell he was starting to get defensive.

"You're replacing me with her!" Y/N argued, standing up. Annoyed that he clearly didn't see the big picture. Billy quickly stood.

"Oh don't be dramatic. I am not" Eddie denied

"Don't call her dramatic!" Billy stepped in, starting to get angry.

"She is! I hang out with Chrissy and all of a sudden I'm a bad guy? It's jealousy, plain and simple. I'm not replacing her." Eddie fought, and the two boys were head to head. "Do you have a problem with it? Or is it her?" Eddie's head nodded towards her but his eyes stayed on Billy's glare.

"What is wrong with you? Spend a few weeks with those assholes and think you can treat our girlfriend like shit? If she feels replaced, then show her she isn't being replaced." Billy growled, his finger shoving into Eddie's chest, hard.

Eddie scoffed, "Out of everyone I thought you would understand. I'm popular, Billy! I don't have to have a target on my back or get shoved in lockers now that you two are gone. I'm standing my ground like you said!"

"Understand? I would never understand hurting Y/N the way you are. And I would never make her feel like anyone could replace her. You can stand your ground without treating us like shit, Munson." Billy said, shoving Eddie across the room.

"Okay, now. Let's just relax!" Y/N said quickly

Eddie panted hard as he charged at Billy, shoving him right back

"If you two wanna team up so damn bad, then why don't we just cut me right out." Eddie puffed

"Eddie, that's not what we are saying or what we want," Y/N said, standing in front of Billy. Her movement caused Eddie's eyes to drop down to her. His glare softened as he took in her sad face.

But he felt targeted by his own partners. He felt like he wasn't in the wrong and teaming up on him was unfair.

"We just want you back." She said softly, she reached to touch his face but he stepped back.

Y/N gulped at his reaction, nerves in her stomach.

"I think I need to think about some things," Eddie said, looking at her.

Billy sighed behind her, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Think about fucking what? Either you want us or you don't!" Billy's voice rose as he got angrier.

Y/N turned around and grabbed his hand. Billy looked down at her.

"Let's just go" she whispered, "we did all we could."

Billy could see in her eyes she had given up. She felt replaced and now she felt useless.

"Okay, we'll go," Billy said, giving her a small smile. He squeezed her hand and led them to the front door. Right as he opened it, Chrissy went to knock.

"Oh! I'm sorry. Am I interrupting?" She asked, her eyes looking from Eddie, who was running his hands over his face, to Y/N, who looked like she was going to burst into tears, and Billy, who looked as pissed as ever.

"Nah, my girl and I were just leaving," Billy said harshly as he walked past her.

Eddie bit his tongue, trying not to lash out at Billy's petty comment.

~~~

Y/N respected that Eddie needed time, so she gave him it. Billy wanted nothing more than to fight until it worked out, but he knew Y/N wouldn't like that.

It killed her to not be with him, but she was glad she had Billy during it. Someone to hold her and show her love. Billy missed him too. After the fight, he was more hurt than anything. He felt like they weren't good enough to choose. That Eddie's friends were more important.

Y/N struggled with that too. She already felt replaced by Chrissy and now she felt not good enough to fight for. She and Billy were really to forgive and forget, and Eddie still backed away.

Why weren't they good enough?

~

Eddie did what he said he would, he was thinking. But he didn't even know what he was supposed to be thinking about. He felt like he was up against a wall and needed to hit pause. His brain couldn't think straight and he didn't know what words he was supposed to say.

And with three days all alone to think, he had nothing. All he did was wonder what they were doing. Are they sad he was gone? Did they not care and go back to normal?

Then he would see Y/N's soft eyes begging him to do the right thing. And he can feel all the guilt eating him alive that he had no idea how to make her feel better. He didn't like Chrissy, and he never would. Y/N would always be the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and it would stay that way.

He didn't like that he got so mad with Billy. He didn't want to be in a relationship where it resulted in a violent fight. But Eddie felt like she was just Billy's girlfriend at that moment. He was protecting her...but from Eddie and that hurt. It was like she wasn't even his.

But he did that. He was so blinded by all the popularity and going out that he forgot about them.

~

Y/N walked into Billy's small house, sighing as she finished another work shift. It was day four without Eddie and it was taking a toll on her. She looked at the phone but knew it wouldn't ring.

She slipped off her shoes and began walking into the house. She walked to his bedroom, the door open as he sat at the edge of the bed.

"Billy?" She asked

He turned to look at her and her heart broke. She was quick to run over to him as his blue eyes were red and puffy. His cheeks were stained in tears that kept falling.

"Oh baby" she cooed, standing in between his legs as she wrapped her arms around his head. He took shelter in her stomach, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

She held him as he cried it out, her own tears starting to fall.

"It's okay to cry" she whispered

"What’s the point of trying if it just proves that I’ll never be good enough?” Billy cried out

Y/N bit her lip as she kept back a loud cry. Sniffling her emotions back she became the shoulder he needed.

She dropped to her knees, now holding his face as she looked into his eyes. She placed a soft gentle kiss on his nose.

"You are good enough, you're good enough for me." She whispered, using her thumb to wipe away his tears. "We're good enough for each other."

It was something they both needed to hear. Something they needed to begin to heal their own hearts.

"Let's go get some ice cream or something." She said, smiling as Billy nodded.

"If they don't have cookie dough I'm going to be pissed," Billy warned, but Y/N laughed. She took his hand and they both headed out to his car.

~

They arrived at the ice cream shop, hand in hand as they walked up to the counter.

Thankfully, cookie dough was available so Y/N didn't have to stop a fight from breaking out.

The couple sat in a back booth, she was tucked under his arm as she fed him spoonfuls of the ice cream.

~

Eddie walked into the small ice cream shop. Chrissy demanded he leave the house and dragged him here.

He looked at the flavors and could feel even more sadness in his heart as he saw the flavors his partners loved.

He settled for chocolate and slowly picked at the ice cream with his spoon as Chrissy led them to a table.

He knew Y/N didn't like the relationship with Chrissy, but Chrissy was all he had right now. And she was a girl and she knew how to give advice. She said she'd help him figure all of this out.

~

Y/N and Billy finished their ice cream. Both are feeling a bit better, just going out and being together. It wasn't the same without Eddie, but maybe that was what they had to get used to.

"Wanna go back to the house? I wanna sleep." Y/N yawned, Billy laughed as he ruffled her hair.

"Princess needs her nap," he threw away their cups and grabbed her hand. Helping her out of the booth as his hand slid into her back pocket.

They walked down the small shop, freezing as they spotted Eddie straight ahead...with Chrissy.

Y/N grew nervous, they needed to walk past them to get to the door.

"It'll be okay," Billy said

They started walking again, and right as they went to pass Eddie looked up.

All three froze as they stared at each other.

"Um hi," Eddie said, barely above a whisper

"Hi," Y/N greeted politely, she turned to Chrissy, "and hi to you" with a smile

"This isn't a date!" Eddie rushed out, standing up as he scrambled out of his chair. The chair scraped against the floor.

Y/N and Billy looked at each other, very unconvinced.

"Well you said you needed time, looks like you are spending it well," Billy snapped, with a smile on his face.

"I'm gonna let you guys talk," Chrissy said as she got up from her chair and left the shop.

"Can we talk?" Eddie asked, nodding to the open table

They sat down across from him

"It really isn't a date. I asked for time to think and I didn't even know what for. I just felt like I was running out of time to fix my mistake so I needed to hit pause and figure it out." Eddie explained

"I can understand that, it was a lot," Y/N said as she reached for his hand. This time he laced his hand with hers. The warm feeling of comfort flooded through his body. "But we are all in this relationship together. You could have told us you just needed a second to breathe. We would have stayed and talked it out."

"I know! I just panicked and made everything so much worse." Eddie sighed

"Then why wait that long? It's been four days, Eddie and neither of us heard anything from you. How do you think that makes us feel?" Billy asked

"Like ass? I'm sorry, incredibly sorry to both of you. I shouldn't have put you guys on the back burner just because I was getting attention elsewhere." Eddie started, his eyes moving to Y/N as he kept a grip on her hand. "And I feel like a dick for making you think Chrissy could replace you. Baby girl, no one would ever replace you. I love you so much. I'm sorry for not taking you in my arms that night and proving you have nothing to worry about."

Y/N smiled, the words were exactly what she needed to hear. "I accept your apology"

Eddie smiled and moved to Billy.

"I'm sorry I got so heated and up in your face. It just felt like Y/N was only yours. I know you were protecting her, just like I would have. But it felt like I was losing her to you. And I don't want to lose either of you. I love you and I'm sorry for hurting both of you."

Billy nodded as he talked. He understood what Eddie meant and he knew he could have reacted the same.

"I get it. It killed me to have to protect her from you. I love you and I don't want you to be the bad guy." Billy said softly, "I'm sorry for getting in your face and shoving you."

The boys smiled at each other and all was forgiven between them

"Let's go to my place? Maybe talk some more there?" Billy asked

They nodded and stood up.

~

A few hours passed and they talked everything out. They cried and laughed. But everything felt healed and Eddie was back where he belonged.

Y/N was smashed in the middle of both boys as they cuddled on the couch. Her head was on Billy's shoulder and her legs on Eddie's. Eddie's soft hands rubbed the skin as the movie played in the background.

"I missed this" Y/N said as she closed her eyes. Soaking in the feeling of being together again.

"Me too" Billy said

“I never thought I could miss someone this much," Eddie said as he looked at them.

Y/N looked over at him and sat up. She softly kissed his face.

"You don't have to miss us anymore"

[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.”

[boffeeceans]

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

[giurochedadomani]

The fan favourite, Eddie wasn't dead when they left him in the upside down, Billy finds him, they must fight together to get out, but with a twist: every cycle starts with Billy gasping for air and scrambling to close a chest wound that... Isn't open anymore. Every cycle starts with Eddie flinching violently to get away from the bats.... That turns out to be Billy's hand gently shaking him to wake him up. Billy's not aware than a whole year has passed since his death, they figure out that they're in some kind of loop and have to figure out how to break free before el closes the doors (and somehow save Max in the process)

[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?

[nogitsunbae]

WHOOPS COME GET YA MUNGROVE JUICE

also this is fully due to jq saying they would be friends because i need more

Eddie knows he’s not the smartest guy.

And, like, sure, he has charisma, or whatever, but that doesn’t work a good sixty percent of the time.  He can talk his way out of a lot, but sometimes he can’t avoid getting socked in the stomach.

And, also he knows when he’s about to get in trouble.  Usually can’t shut his mouth up either way.  It’s been a problem since he learned how to talk.  

But the new guy looked like the worst kind of trouble Eddie’s seen in years.

Dirty blond hair, dirty smile, dirty music… an absolute oasis in the wasteland that was Hawkins, boring as fuck, Indiana.  

But.

But.

Eddie knows his stats.  Knows that while the guy listens to good music and drives fast and looks like he walked straight out of a Motley Crue music video he still hung around a crowd Eddie tried to steer clear from.  He’s seen the other posturing around Steve Harrington and working the crowd into a frenzy over his keg stands.  Eddie’s not sure if luck would be in his favor.  But again–

Eddie’s not the smartest guy, and while he may get his face pummeled if he approached the guy, it’s kind of a risk he was willing to take.  And he could tell himself that it was just an aesthetics thing all he wanted, but who was he kidding when he told himself that the new wild child from California would look fantastic on an album cover, bound in black rope, gazing into the camera seductively with his tongue flat against his bottom lip.

That shit wasn’t for an album cover, it was all Eddie.

So Eddie hung back, watched from a distance.  Maybe it was a bit weird, but every time he had a bit of courage he would roll, just to see, nat 20 and I’ll introduce myself, he said.  

He had shit luck.

And while he was too busy looking at his stats, or working on a campaign, or walking across the cafeteria tables shouting about society, he never noticed those striking baby blues staring at him.

Eddie knows he’s not the smartest guy, but still, when the new guy seeked him out one day after school, he jumped about three feet in shock upon hearing the guy’s voice.

“You’re Munson, right?”

Eddie wanted to record it.

And it took him a second, he looked around, but the woods were empty, and when he looked back he was still there, staring at Eddie like he had two heads.

“Uh, yeah, Eddie Munson.”

“You sell, right?”

Oh, right, that’s what this was about.  That’s what it was always about.

He sighed, opened up his box.

“Yeah, what can I get you..?”

“Billy.”

Billy.

“Hah, Billy Idol.”

“What?”

He felt his cheeks heat up.  Him and his fucking mouth.

“Nothing, just, you know,” he waved his hands towards Billy, “the vibe, Billy Idol.”

Billy continued to stare at him.

“Really?” Eddie said, “Billy Idol?  He’s pretty popular, White Wedding, Rebel Yell?”

Eddie was expecting Billy to scoff, roll his eyes.  Instead Eddie found himself staring dumbstruck as Billy’s lips curled up, then he started to laugh.

What the fuck.

“First person here who didn’t just listen to fuckin’ TOTO, thank god,” Billy said, finally sitting down across from Eddie on the table.  “But please tell me you’re into more than just Billy fuckin Idol.”

“Been waiting forever for the new Slayer album, man, these assholes around here never get good shit and I have to drive two towns over for even Bon Jovi.”

Billy laughed again, his eyes sparkling.  Eddie found himself smiling.  

“Why do you even hang out with those assholes?”

And the smile left Billy’s face.  Shit.  There goes his damn mouth again.

“Sorry, I just–”

“Nah, man, it’s fine,” Billy said, staring into the trees.  “It’s mostly just… surviving at this point.  Surviving High School.”

“Sure,” Eddie said, but from the look on Billy’s face he could tell there was more to that story.  He didn’t bring it up again.  Billy pulled out a pack of reds and pulled one out, lighting it, then pulled out another and offered it to Eddie.  When he took it, and their fingers touched, Eddie felt his heart pound a little bit faster.

“Still haven’t heard the new Slayer, huh,” Billy asked around his cigarette.

“It’s a fuckin’ travesty.”

“Tape’s in my car, if you want to listen.”

Eddie’s seen Billy’s car.  Eddie may or may not have dreamt of Billy’s car.  It’s pretty, and fast, and–

“Wait, what?”

“That shit’s been out for months, man, got it back in Cali, where they actually listen to good music,” Billy smiled, smoke coming out of his nose like a dragon.  Eddie might be in love.

“What about–”

“Bring your shit with you, Munson, don’t be a square.”

Billy got up and started to walk away, back towards the school and the parking lot.  Eddie may have spent a few seconds staring at his ass.  Those jeans were way too tight, and–

Who the fuck says don’t be a square?

“That stupid pretty car have a good sound system or is it all looks?” Eddie called, closing up his box and standing.  Billy laughed, looked over his shoulder.

“What do you think, asshole?”

“Does it go fast?”

“Don’t be a fuckin’ idiot, Munson.”

“Loud and fast… Just my type.”

Billy just hummed, waited for Eddie to catch up with him.  

“If that’s your type then I got some good news for you.”

Eddie smiled, Billy winked, and Eddie almost tripped over his own goddamn feet when Billy licked his lips.