#billy hargrove x famale reader

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Henderhopwheeler X Reader (Dustin Henderson X Jane Hopper/eleven X Mike Wheeler) Idea’s for you!

Mike Wheeler~

Jane Hopper/Eleven~

Dustin Henderson~

MIKE WHEELER X JANE HOPPER/ELEVEN X DUSTIN HENDERSON X READER

Henderhopwheel X Maleficent!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Harley Quinn!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Hydrokinesis!Reader (inspired by Aang from the last Airbender)

Henderhopwheel X Pyrokinesis!Reader (you can make, manipulate or control dark blue fire)

Henderhopwheel X Scarlet witch!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Electrokinesis!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Chorokinesis!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Enchantress!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

Henderhopwheel X Werewolf!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Demon!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Succubus!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Bisexual!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Sapphire witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but dark blue)

Henderhopwheel X Escape lab!Reader (you have scarlet witch powers but purple not red)

Henderhopwheel X Emerald witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but green)

Henderhopwheel X Rose witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but maroon pink)

Henderhopwheel X Raven!Reader (Inspired by Rachel Roth from titans)

Henderhopwheeler X Captain marvel!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Na’vi!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Echinda!Reader (your half-snake half-human)

Henderhopwheeler X Goth!Reader

Henderhopwheeler X Mute!Reader

Henderhopwheeler X Blind!Reader (inspired by Toph beifong from avatar: the last airbender)

Henderhopwheel X Russian!Reader (you don’t speak English but you understand it)

Henderhopwheel X British!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Siren!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Mermaid!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Tourette’s!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Male!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Solar witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but yellow)

Henderhopwheel X Amber witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but orange)

Henderhopwheel X Ghostface!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Yandere!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Famale!Demogorgan!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Ahmanet!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Mean!bully!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Deaf!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Wednesday!Reader (Jenna Ortega version inspired)

Henderhopwheel X Ghostrider!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Hargrove!Reader

Hendrrhopwheel X Sinclair!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Catwomen!Reader (inspired by the Hallie berry version)

Henderhopwheel X Egyptian goddess!Reader

Hendethopwheel X Telekinesis!Reader (your stronger than eleven and Vecna)

Henderhopwheel X Possessed!Reader (instead of will getting possessed by the mind flayer it was you and it effected you worse)

Henderhopwheel X Flayed!Reader (you were flayed along with Billy but worser than him)

Henderhopwheel X Punk!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Darkness witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but black not red)

Henderhopwheel X Cryokinessis!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Daki!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Nezuko!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Transgender!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Ashnikko!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Zombie!Reader

Henderhopwheel X Golden Witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but golden not red)

Henderhopwheel X Dragon!Reader (inspired by Siveth from DragonHeart: Vengeance)

Henderhopwheel X Female!Alastor!Reader (your Alastor from hazbin hotel but female, you have a human disguise so you blend in.)

Henderhopwheel X Beldem!Reader (your basically what the other mother is in coraline)

Henderhopwheel X Deadite Elle!Reader

(A/N: Hi hope you loved this make sure to go see my other posts i would recommend doing so because they can inspire you like this hopefully did all my posts can inspire you for when you need inspiration for x readers I would actually seriously recommend seeing my other posts you might find some inspiration YOUR WELCOME!:)

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{Tom's Diner, Suzanne Vega}

Program: Exhaustion blankets you as you work through your shift at the local diner. The same faces tiredly greet you for their usual order. A static hum scratches the wrong side of your brain from the broken radio. Until a newcomer sits at the countertop with captivating blue eyes that make you stop. A brewing countertop crush.

Pairing: Demo Derby! Billy Hargrove x Server, GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Couple of swears, Petname (Cutie), Not proofed

Length: 1229w

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Counselor Note: I started work at a local restaurant, and I am exhausted. But I had a deep sleep dream of dating Billy and then I had to rudely go to work instead of living out my best life in dream world. So now I can't stop thinking about Billy taking care of server reader and stopping in to say hi.

The chime above the door shrills as a new customer enters the trolley car diner. Early morning sun rays break through the blinds and balance out the neon soda pop signs that decorate the wall. Red vinyl stool tops line the counter top just past the abandoned hostess stand. An odd assortment of early bird business men and night owl workers occupy the few booths that line the windows.

“Counter is first come first serve. Choose a booth if one is free,” you call over your shoulder. Your hands balance multiple plates of breakfast and comfort foods from the kitchen window. Turning to face the compact car, a new body fills the diner further to occupancy. His hands move without thought as he pulls out a pack of cigs and a lighter while nodding at you. Golden curls brush against his jaw bone. “Be with you in a sec,” you hum while walking between the hostess stand and counter.

You place the ceramic plates onto the booth tables. The clinking and clattering of cutlery create a mechanical cadence. Appreciative mumbles bring a small smile to your face, but a tingling sense tickles the back of your neck. When you face the counter once more, you notice the soft curls hastily sway. 

A mischievous expression sneaks onto your face as you walk behind the counter, and you straighten yourself out as you grab an ashtray from the satn when passing by. “New here,” you point out and plop the plastic tray in front of the stranger.

“Not quite,” the customer hums. His piercing blues eyes take you in with a tired curiosity. “Moved here for part of high school. Now, back again in this hell hole after college”.

You chuckle in commiseration, “Well, that makes two of us. Minus the moving part. Coffee?”

He nods and takes a slow drag from the flickering cigarette. Wandering over to the coffee burners by the kitchen window, you pull the pot while grabbing a mug from the under shelf.

The faint mumbles of radio hosts converse as the silent diner simply exists. Everyone here has somewhere to be. Something to do. This is merely the place to rest before they have to move again. Steaming coffee warms your cheeks as it sloshes into the beige mug when you move back to the newcomer. Sliding the ceramic across the counter, you lean down on one arm and rest your head on your hand.

“Know your order, or are you the mysterious brooding type who only drinks black coffee in dingey diners early in the morning,” you ask with a light tease in your voice.

A half smile grows on his face while he takes a sip of coffee. Cigarette still in hand while ash scatters anywhere but the tray.

“Bill, please,” a gruff voice calls from the stand.

“I’ll let you think on it, ,” you press off the counter and go to take care of the departing patron.

His light laughter flutters in your stomach while you cash out the other customer. Your hands practically work with a mind of their own as they repeat the mundane task. Coins and cash pass hands as you close the drawer. Spare change clatters in the spare coffee mug with some witty tip remark.

Billy watches as you ease through the motions of ring up. He notices how you have a small rip in your diner shirt. How you weave the waist apron strings around your belt. Your cheeks slightly flushed from something. Either from movement or himself, and he bites his lip at the thought. 

He turns away with a small laugh of disbelief as he takes another sip of coffee. Fatigue sits heavy on his muscles, but Billy can’t help feel warm inside.

Before the door closes shut, you’re leaning over the countertop once more. “How about it,” you remind him.

“How’s the food here? Not really looking to go home with a greasy stomach,” he asks. Each time he speaks, his blue eyes look directly at you. Holding you captive in his collected gaze. 

You shift your legs to ease the growing pain blistering in your feet, “It’s not Enzo’s, but it won’t run your wallet through with mothballs”.

“I’m somehow not sold,” the customer shakes his head and places the mug down. One final drag before he stubs out his cigarette stub, and he reaches for his wallet. Supporting himself with one arm, he reaches into his front pocket as your arms follow the line of veins peeking past his rolled, jean jacket sleeve. Your mouth feels heavy as your eyes trail down to his hand. Long fingers grip onto the edge of the counter, and his knuckles are painted a pretty pink with a few scars littering across them. A small silver band wraps around his middle finger.

“This should cover it,” his voice breaks your attention. When your wide eyes meet his playful look, a blush burns your cheeks. Darting your bashful gaze to the counter, you see a wrinkled twenty dollar bill underneath his tapping fingers.

“Yeah, I’ll grab your change,” you breathe out. Nerves nip at your skin as you go to take the bill.

His hand lightly slams on top before you can pull it free and sends shock up your spine. His fingertips just barely brushing past your own. It’s too fucking early for this.

“All set, cutie,” he smirks. His pointer finger taps your own as he slides the bill underneath your hand.

You swallow hard, “That’s too much for just a coffee and some nice service”.

Still supporting yourself against the countertop, your eyes follow the newcomer as he raises from his seat. His stature blocks the warm light coming into the diner with his broad shoulders. With a look of amusement, he bends down to meet your level before moving forward further. 

Hot breath tickles the shell of your ear as his curls brush against your jaw. “Either you pocket it for making this asshole smile this early in the morning, or you put it towards a tab for all the shitty coffees I’ll get this week,” his deep voice hums beside you.

He pulls away and makes his way to the door leaving you in a daze. The faint trill of chimes snaps you out of your haze, and you rush to follow after him. Sliding yourself between the stand and countertop, you quickly call after him, “How am I supposed to keep a tab for an asshole, when I don’t even know their name”. When he stops in the door, you mutter under your breath, “What a dick”.

Blue eyes dart to meet your own when he turns his head over his shoulder to look at you. A smirk sent your way stings your insides.

“Billy Hargrove, cutie,” Billy introduces himself, “And I’m somehow convinced you like that”.

Resting your hip on the countertop, you roll your eyes. “Like what, Billy?”

Billy moves his hand to rest on his belt buckle and raps his knuckle on the lower part of the teasing silver.

“See you later, cutie,” Billy hollers and walks out the door. Excitement bubbles inside him, not even concerned about the long day ahead of him at the derby grounds. Even with the stale coffee, he finds himself trying to figure out when he can see his countertop cutie next.