#billy x max

[biillys]

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY (post)

[billybigbang2024]

Billy Big Bang 2024 - IT'S BACK ON (with some adjustments)

We decided we couldn't just let the Billy Big Bang die out completely this year so we have created a new server and I (@kallisto-k) have taken over as the second mod alongside @writer-in-theory!

Author sign-ups are running to May 15th and artists until July 6th! Beta and pinch hitter sign-ups run indefinitely! Please check out the full schedule or reach out to us via the ask box on our Billy Big Bang 2024 blog if you have any questions!

Artists, authors, beta readers and pinch hitters can sign up via the google form here - please make sure to use an email you will check frequently in case we need to get in contact with you! It's also how we will invite you to the discord server so doubly important!

A huge shout out to @alicetallula for letting us use one of their incredible Billy pieces for our blog and server icons!

[rigginsstreet]

gonna be thinking about this all night actually

[siblingskissing]

Maygrove Gif Set- Siblings

[prncssrninactive]

Although they're talking about different faults (moving to Hawkins/flaying people) here but it's kind of interesting that this whole FAULT theme is highlighted in both seasons. I feel like Billy actually feels guilty (although he's not guilty, moving was Neil's decision) in S2 but it's too hard for him to admit it because duh, he's been through so much to process things adequately.

And in s3 it's even more unbearable because someone's using his body to hurt people and he can't do anything about it and probably blames himself for it.

It's also interesting how Max's "Yours [fault]" changes to "I believe you" through the series. This might be the sign that their relationship improved between seasons two and three.

[morganwrites12672]

Billy Hargrove x Reader

You are afraid to tell your boyfriend something, and when he finds out it's even worse.

TW/Tags; eating disorder, anorexia, self doubt, self image issues, dark thoughts, billy hargrove x reader, platonic Max Mayfield x reader, mentions of abuse

He couldn't know. Not with everything that he had going on. It would only bother him. You didn't want to add more stress to your lover.

If you told Billy he would only worry about you. He didn't need to worry about you he had his own worries and things to deal with.

He was finally healing and you weren't going to mess it up. Every since Neil was arrested for domestic abuse, Susan got hit and billy had had enough, billy lived with Susan and max in a smaller house.

He was happier, but his therapist said it will be difficult. He sometimes has random outbursts of anger or tears. It's normal.

If he found out about starving yourself it would only hurt him. It would delay his healing. You didn't tell anyone so the only person it hurt was you.

"Yn?" You heard a voice ask. You turned around to see Max. She had spent the night. Susan had been drunk and Billy needed to be alone. He had had a panic attack at the store after seeing a man that looked similar to Neil. Sometimes billy would need comfort and sometimes he needed to be alone. Right now it was the later.

"What's up?" You ask the red head as she walks towards you. Her hair is mused from sleep and she is still in her pajamas.

"I, it's stupid never mind," she says brushing it off as she goes to make some toast. You know what that tone means it doesn't mean something good.

"Max, it's not stupid if it's bothering you," you say and walk over to her. She sighs as she watches her toast toast.

"When's Billy going to be better?" She asks in a small voice. Your heart aches for her. You wanted Billy to be better to, it just didn't work like that.

"It takes time. And he's never going to be the exact same, only better then before," you tell her as her toast pops up.

She smiles and begins to butter the toast, "Aren't you going to eat?" She asks and you shake your head.

"I had cereal this morning," you lie and max nods before walking off to go find something to watch. She loved your house, no rules. If she wanted to eat toast and watch TV at six am, she could.

Max had been getting slightly suspicious. In therapy her therapist had mentioned something called an eating disorder. She was told to make sure she was eating, trauma sometimes caused these disorders. But it could also be caused by insecurity.

She never saw you eat, and if you did it wasn't much. There wasn't a bowl in the sink or drying rack. You probably were just not hungry over being upset. Max knew the toll everything had taken on you. Billy did it sometimes to. He always made up for it by drinking protein shakes. Max didn't think you drank those.

Max ignored those thoughts as she went back to watching looney toons. You would say something if something was wrong.

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Billy was getting worried about you. Everytime he saw you you looked thinner. He brought it up one time and you had just said girl issues and it was normal.

He decided not to pry, but he thinks maybe he should of. He could ask max? She was, well a teenager.

Billy didn't like the thought of it but he would have to in order to make sure you were okay. Your clothes were getting baggy and you were always tired. He never saw you eat.

"Max," Billy yells from outside Max's room. She groans before slamming the door open. "I need to talk to you about yn," he says and walks in.

"Is it normal," billy sighed he didn't want to be talking about this, "for girls to like, lose weight? During girl issues and shit?" He asks while pacing.

"What?" Max asks and looks confused, "Losing weight is a no, or a little is. Before our cycle and stuff like a few pounds get gained but we always lose it within a week or so," Max explains as billy turns a shade of crimson.

"Ew, but no it's more then a few pounds I think," Billy says and Max grabs her library card before looking back at Billy.

"I don't see her eat anymore, do you think she bulimic? That's what Chrissy was," Max says referencing to before Chrissy had to go to a hospital due to passing out during a game.

"Shit," Billy grumbles before grabbing his keys and racing to his car with Max.

After a few hours in the library, they came to the conclusion that you had anorexia. You skipped meals and we're getting skinny. Always tired was another thing they had noticed.

"Shit, shit, shit, what do we do?" Billy asks. Could they just ask her?

"We can't just ask her. But maybe bring it up?" Max suggests as billy checks out a few books and walks to his car.

They both drive over to your house. Who knows what was going on with you. Were you even okay?

Billy doesn't waste time knocking and walks into your house. He notions for max to wait and he goes to your room.

You smile weakly when you see him. He knows what's going on. It's confirmed, you look more pale then usual. Skinnier, and your eyes don't glow like they used to.

"Yn, I know about what's going on," Billy says softly as he sits next to you. Your heart fell. He was trying so hard to recover and you had fucked everything up.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to mess up your recovery," you apologize and cling to his side. Billy can't believe that you didn't tell him so he didn't get hurt.

"No don't be sorry, I should of seen the signs," billy says and pulls you in for an even tighter hug.

"Its not your fault," you whisper as he kisses your hair. H me was going to help you beat these invisible demons.

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[oxfordthyme]

The Duality of Max

An emotional story about trauma, shame and love hiding inside a very smutty, very dark fic. NSFW

Max Mayfield has just begun senior year at Hawkins High alongside her stepbrother Billy, her best friend Eddie and her possibly-more-than-friend Steve. As she navigates an inter-clique romance among tribal high school politics, tensions between her and Billy explode at home, and she becomes trapped in a secret and extremely abusive relationship. The rest of Hawkins has no idea what is going on behind closed doors at the Mayfield-Hargrove house, and Max intends to keep it that way.

Billy x Max x Steve (all aged up to 18+)

Rating: Explicit, 18+ only

Genre/vibes: Romance, dark romance, drama, whump, hurt/comfort, angsty, smutty

Warnings: Sexually explicit content, heavy non-con (dead dove: do not eat), abuse, narcotic use, brief descriptions of suicidal thoughts

Word count: 86,735

Author's notes: This is my first finished public longfic! It was strangely cathartic to write. I will say it's not for the faint of heart as there are some very intense non con scenes. There is a sweet, funny romance & friendship at its core but everything else is VERY dark. It's ultimately a story about trauma, shame, and how toxic masculinity keeps those alive and continues cycles of abuse. How a shamelessly smutty fic turned into all of that, your guess is as good as mine.

Chapter 1 Excerpt (Read more on AO3 HERE)

The buckles on Billy's boots jangled as he strolled up to Max and Steve. He had his faded leather bomber on, but despite the plummeting temperature, half of his shirt was unbuttoned, as usual. It was like his chest was allergic to fabric.

“Well, well, well,” he said, glaring at her as he approached. “Why am I not surprised?” He looked at Steve. “Slumming it with the burnouts tonight, Harrington?” 

Steve shrugged. “We were having a nice time before you and your nipples showed up.”

Billy smiled, a malicious glint in his eye.

“Relax,” Eddie said, walking back to Max holding his hands up, “this one’s on me. I picked her up from Rita’s.”

“Mind your own business, Munson. We’re leaving, Max.”

“She’s an adult, man,” Steve said, “she doesn’t have to listen to you.”

Billy raised his eyebrows in amusement. “Is that right?”

Max looked between Steve and Billy nervously. Billy was smiling, but the malicious glint had turned to intent. She’d seen him fight before; he was frighteningly quick, strong, and ruthless. Eddie was not a fighter, and she didn’t know about Steve, but, most likely, Billy would beat the shit out of both of them and enjoy it.

“Hey, man,” Spike said, “come hang, have a drink.” Max couldn’t tell if he was trying to play peacemaker or was genuinely oblivious to the tension.

Billy ignored him. He and Steve glared at each other.

“Or—you know, just throwing out options—you can fuck off,” Steve shrugged.

“I was just about to suggest the same,” Eddie said, crossing his arms.

Steve and Eddie’s sharp tongues wouldn’t help them in a fight. Max shot a warning look at them, but neither saw her. Billy’s eyes flashed as he took a step towards Steve, and Max’s heart jumped into her throat. She hurriedly stepped between them.

“Stop,” she said, “come on, let’s just go home.”

“Max—“ Steve said, but Max silenced him with a stern look and subtle shake of her head.

“It’s okay,” Max said, “I’m tired anyway. Really. I’ll see you guys later.” Her friends looked at her sadly as she tugged at Billy’s arm. He looked down at her and shot a final derisive glance at Steve before he turned around, yanked his arm from her and strode toward the Camaro. ---------------- Max anxiously gripped the passenger’s side door as Billy sped through the dark country roads. She was afraid—of his driving, of him, and of what he might do to make her life even worse now that their parents were gone for almost two weeks.

He was quiet, but she knew he was furious. Of course he was angry; he was always angry, and, honestly, so was she. She had just turned eighteen, so she should be free of Billy and her stepdad Neil’s oppressive bullshit. But as Neil liked to remind her: his house, his rules—and he was a raging misogynist, so those rules were different for Max than for Billy. Billy was only a year older than she was, but he and Neil treated her like like a child. It was infuriating.

Billy had repeated a grade sometime in elementary school, so he and Max had been in the same class together since sixth grade back in California. They were acquaintances at best back then, but in their freshman year, they became enemies pretty quickly when their parents met and married.

Max loathed Billy’s father, Neil; he was a bigoted misogynist and when she and her mother Susan moved in with him and Billy, Max frequently ran away to stay with her father, a kind-hearted but unstable gambling and drug addict. Neil made the unilateral decision that Max’s father should be cut out of her life, and he accepted a job as the head of the police union in Indiana, forcing them all to uproot their lives and Billy and Max to start junior year in a new town.

Billy blamed Max for being ripped out of his hometown, and only seemed to be content when he was able to make her as miserable as he was. Neil encouraged him to take on the role of overprotective brother, and Billy used it as cover to antagonize and control her.

All she wanted was to do make the most of her senior year, but Billy thwarted her every attempt.

Billy lit a cigarette, inhaled and exhaled smoke through his nose. “I warned you about lying to me,” he said, a little too calmly. “You fucked up, Max.”

Max scowled at him. “Why can’t you just mind your own business?”

“You are my business, dipshit,” he said, “Something happens to you, it’s my ass. Not enough that you get us moved to this shit hole town—“

Max rolled her eyes, “Are you still bitching about that? We’ve been here for a year. What, are you jealous that I made more friends than you?”

“You call those burnouts friends? All they do is get you shitfaced.”

“I thought you liked Spike.”

“Spike put fucking ‘ludes in your drink last week.”

“That was an accident. He thought it was his.”

“Don’t be an idiot. That asshole drugged you and I had to cut my night short to drag your sorry ass home.”

Max crossed her arms. “I would’ve been fine without you. Eddie was there.”

Billy snuffed as he finally pulled into their driveway. “Yeah, he was probably waiting for you to pass out so he could have a chance to fuck you.”

“You’re an asshole,” she snarled, shooting him a disgusted look before she got out of the car and stormed into the house.

Max took off her jacket, tossed it on the couch, then paused, realizing she left her camera in the car. She turned around to go back outside but Billy walked in and slammed the door behind him, glowering at her. He strode toward her and she instinctively stepped back until she hit the wall. He was almost always angry with her, but something was different about the fury in his eyes tonight.

“You’re delusional if you think your stoner friends can protect you.”

“I can handle myself. Last week was a mistake.”

“Do you want to get raped, Max? Is that it?”

Max bristled. “Fuck off,” she said, and tried unsuccessfully to push him aside. Suddenly, his hand shot out and grabbed her by the throat.

Max’s hands flew to his, trying to pull his fingers away from her neck to no avail. He slammed her against the wall.

He had surprised her; she didn’t have time to take in any air before he cut off her airway and she couldn’t speak. She pushed against his chest and hit him, but he didn’t let go. He just smirked at her, trying and succeeding in making his point: she had no hope of overpowering him. Billy was a foot taller than her, significantly stronger, and there was something in his eyes that made her worry about the lengths he’d go to hammer his point home.

Read more on AO3 HERE

[silverflameataraxia]

Billy and Max not realizing until the end how much they mean to each other

[gracegrove]

a sibling move i feel billy would make:

handing max the second game controller and telling her (when they were younger) that she was one of the NPC's all the while he still has the game on single player.

[ildre]

Billy & Max ll Rest In Peace

After Billy's death Max tries to pretend like everythings is okay but she fails. She hears his voice everywhere.

[biillys]

anyway au where max and chrissy become friends in the high school girls bathrooms becos they're both Goin Through Shit and billy and heather are working at the pool and one day max gets chrissy to pick her up from the pool cos she is Not being babysat by billy all day and she sure as hell isn't getting steve to run her around town. so chrissy it is. except when chrissy gets there, instead of waiting in her car for max, she gets out and goes to find her. she finds heather instead. literally heart eyes at first sight. billy and max just standing back and watching on like. well this fucking sucks

[rigginsstreet]

insp.

[hemera989]

billymax | gloryhole | canon

explicit - 713 words

cw : stepsibling incest, implied age gap / underage, implied dubcon.

Billy has no fucking idea that it’s her.

This is something she realizes the second that she hears his voice in the bathroom. She didn’t even think he was coming to this party—he’s always seemed the house-party, cheap-beer type, not the dirty-club, hard-drug type, but he’s fucking here. He’s here, and the bathroom is pulsing with heavy bass and flashing lights, but the sound of his voice is utterly unmistakable.

She sees the flash of his rings when money slips through, and it’s when she’s looking at a folded stack of twenties that she realizes she has a choice to make: chicken out and hide until he leaves, or go through with it and walk away with enough cash to cover the electricity bill for the month.

She shouldn’t. It’s wrong, it’s gross, it should disgust her—Billy is her stepbrother, and blood related or not, she shouldn’t. She shouldn’t, but in a haze of alcohol and enough weed to help her zone out during nights like these, all she can think of is finally getting to see the dick that has Hawkins’ girls going crazy, and she’s so fucking wet that it starts to seep into her panties.

It’s mortifying. She’s never once admitted how attractive she finds him, but it’s like she can't stop thinking about it now. He’ll never know, she tells herself. He’ll never know, she thinks, as she tugs her panties down and presses her cunt up to the hole. Nobody will ever know; it’ll be her dirty little secret, and what Billy doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right?

She can hear his husky chuckle from the other side. “Eager, much?”

Max doesn’t speak, can’t risk giving herself away so obviously, and she prays that there are enough redheads in Hawkins that he won’t think anything of the swath of red hair that she never bothers to shave. He must not, because she feels his fingers sliding across the wet slit of her pussy. She shivers, clenching down on the experimental finger he eases into her heat, and he laughs again. 

“Be still, crazy girl,” he mutters, crooking his finger. “I’ll give it to you good, promise.”

Max can’t be faulted for assuming that he’d get straight to business, but apparently Billy is more patient than she’s given him credit for. A second passes, and then she feels his breath ghost across his cunt, followed by the wet, hot slide of his tongue against her hole. She has to muffle a squeak into her palm, biting down on her skin when he wriggles his tongue into her, and fuck, it’s not fucking fair how good his mouth is. He kisses her cunt, leaving it behind to lick a trail down to her clit. He kisses and licks and sucks, and Max’s legs start to tremble violently beneath her with every passing moment, barely muffling her moans beneath the pounding music of the club.

If he heard her, he’d know—he’d know in seconds. It’s the excitement and fear, the rush of being caught, the rush of the taboo, that has her so slick she’s practically dripping, grinding back into his teasing mouth and sinful tongue. He tucks his finger back into her cunt, adding a second to brush up against the ridged path of her g-spot. His tongue eases the penetration, and then it’s licking up to her clit again, and then- and then, his teeth tease along the nub, biting down so gently that it doesn’t hurt, just sends electricity zipping up her spine. She’s so close, so fucking close to cumming that it almost hurts.

“C’mon, sweetheart. Cum for me.”

And as terrible as it is, she does. She cums so hard around his fingers that her legs almost give out. Her legs buckle, and she has to catch herself on the wall, squeezing her eyes shut when the shocks of pleasure rip through her. He fingers her through it, kissing her clit so gently, until she’s panting but catching her breath. Once she can stand on her own, he pulls his fingers out, and she feels something almost like disappointment when she realizes it’s over.

And then… she feels the wet head of his cock sliding against the wetness of her cunt.

“My turn now, pretty girl.”

[prncssrninactive]

I was rewatching scenes of Billy and Max and when the "You disobeyed me. And you know what happens when you disobey me. I break things" played it struck me that Billy was probably referring to him breaking Nate's arm in Runaway Max. I can't believe how I didn't put two and two together right away but OH MY GOD

[biillys]

#max wearing billy’s clothes #the same way will does with his brother #with his MOM #i wanna die actually #‘or even mrs byers’s’ #nothing but pain #+ words #billy being forced into not only the big brother role but also the parental role #something about max seeing him as a parental figure #their relationship is so complicated and people who hate billy aren’t allowed to speak on it because they simply do not get it #it’s more complicated than just hating or loving one another #something about max finding comfort in billy even though he tried to distance himself emotionally for neil related reasons #i hate it here i hate it here #that sweater and that shirt were most definitely billy’s like there’s no other explanation #max keeping his brown leather jacket in her closet and not wearing it because it still smells like him and she doesn’t want that to go #max realising his cologne is starting to wear off the clothes she is wearing but not wanting to use up his cologne #to make them smell like him again so she just has to have a moment about it #:( (x)

Lucas On The Line // “For instance, the clothes she's been wearing lately have been... unusual. Old and oversize, and not in a good way. They remind me of Will's clothes, how he was always wearing something of Jonathan's, or even Mrs. Byers's.”

[f1rewr1t3r]

which characters would this be

"im telling you that girl/boy is trouble.. uh- where are you going"

"gonna go get into trouble"