#harringrove at the prom

[kaizenkhaos]

Harringrove Lovefest: The Back Up Plan

The 10th of February's prompt I chose is The Back Up Plan ^^ The boys are going to Prom. But their dates are sick, so.....maybe they should just go with each other ^^ Next fics will be the 13th and 14th :D Enjoying seeing peoples' content so far. Hoping to look at more over the next few days ^^

Prom was one of those stupid traditions which schools seemed to have where people had to dress up, dance. Felt like they had to choose a partner. Stressed out. Be the best dressed. Be the best full stop.

Or maybe Billy was just feeling bitter about it because his date was sick.

He'd spent several hours getting things just right. His hair, his suit, his cologne. Something not too strong but with the familiar smell the girls now associated with him. He was in a suit. Shirt button up in a fashion that felt foreign to him. He even had one of those stupid flower things on his lapel. A bright red carnation. Apparently it signified love and stuff. Whatever, he'd just liked the look of it. He'd even got a matching one for his date. Being sick was a valid reason and he knew that but there was something about going to prom alone which felt….not great. They'd expect him to walk in with a date. He'd had so many people ask him and now he was stuck alone. Anyone in their right mind would have gotten a date by now or be going with friends. Something else Billy didn't really feel he had. It wasn't as if he could pick up the phone and call someone. No chance he was calling Hagan; he'd not appreciate a third wheel on his wagon tonight. If he didn't go, people would talk. If he did still go, people would talk, and he wasn't staying here dressed to the nines. That was his decision made for him.

"I'm going to the prom."

No answer, just as expected. These days, that was better than the answer he could get, so he took it and walked out. Ready to bomb away in the Camaro and forget Lacey. Maybe someone would sneak in a 'beverage' and this night would be better than he thought it would be. School was almost out for him. What were they going to do? Expel him? Heading past the Harrington household, Billy was surprised to see Harrington's BMW still parked out on the drive. Slowing down, he took a glance and realised it wasn't just the car that was there; so was Harrington and he was getting out the car with flowers. Running his hand through his hair before heading back to the house. Had he just gone out to get flowers for his date? When he returned alone, Hargrove knew that wasn't the case, so rolled to the side. Cut the engine and got out, leaning against his car as Harrington was about to get in his own.

"Buying flowers for yourself Harrington?"

He could feel the look Steve gave him without being able to properly see. That withering look, the eye roll and here it came; that stance where hands went on hips and he knew he was in for a bitchy response.

"They're for my mom. Why? You wish they were for you?"

Billy laughed, casually reaching in his pocket for his smokes. Seeing right through Steve's lies. For his mom…. Maybe now but he knew originally, that was not the idea.

"You on the bench then?"

He saw the slight shift. The stiffening and knew he'd hit a nerve. Harrington didn't have a date!! Now how's that for a turn up for the books. King Steve didn't have a Queen for his carriage.

The way the guy didn't speak for a moment and leaned on his own car, the door open, like this conversation was soon going to be over. As far as Steve was concerned anyway. Billy was in no hurry to leave.

"She got sick. The flu or somethin'." He shrugged as if it either didn't matter or he was pretending to not be bothered. Could be either, hard to tell. But Billy smirked regardless. He'd not expected Steve to be so open. Perhaps….it would be fun to toy with him but clearly King Bee here wasn't in the mood and Billy for once didn't fancy getting into a fight. Going home with a bruiser would just get him more. "Funny that," Billy started, staring down at his cigarette before looking up at Steve who was clearly listening. Eyes set on the blonde as he leaned forward a little. "That's exactly what my date said too. You think perhaps we've been stood up and they're going together?"

It was a joke but he could see the cogs whirring in Steve's head. A laugh brought it crashing down and with a sneer, Steve got in his car. Wrong move. "Wow, really touchy Harrington." He made no effort to move his car, which was partially blocking the drive and headed up it. Uninvited with the chance of Steve trying to bump him but he didn't care. Steve however seemed to realise this and instead sat in his car, clearly displeased about his unexpected guest and rival turning up at such a time..Or perhaps anytime.

"Well how about this amigo," Billy said, now leaning against the BMW as Steve wound the window down. Still stony faced but at least he'd not put the foot on the gas.

"Looks like both of our dates are either actually sick or have ditched us. Their loss man. But we're both dressed to the nines and ready to go. So how about it?"

"How about what?"

Billy shrugged, as if what he's about to say is nothing.

"We just rock up together. Show Hawkins how it's done."

The truth was Casey, or Laura or whatever her name was hadn't been Billy's first choice to Prom. Reality sucked but in this hick nation of a town, going with a girl was as natural as taking a piss. But going with a guy….not only would it be the talk of the school but the talk of the town, and as soon as that talk got back to his dad… It wasn't worth thinking about. But now said guy was sat smart and still stone faced next to him in the Camaro, it was hard to not think about all the things that came to mind when he was alone and the house was silent. Steve had been the one he'd really wanted to go to the prom with. But he'd pretend that he was just doing the guy a favour. It was just a back up plan; once they got to prom, they'd go their separate ways and that would be that. Billy would offer to take him back or he could get a cab, he didn't care. Really….. He wasn't thinking about post prom….he wasn't thinking about….

"I'm surprised you're not blasting us with that music you listen to…."

The softness of Steve's words managed to cut through the silence and Billy blinked. He was right; he'd not even done his usual routine. Slam on the gas, slam on the tunes.

"Seeing as you ask so nicely…."

The music flicked on, Billy laughed as Steve visibly winced at the volume but he wasn't in the mood for being a total asshole. So he turned it down just a notch. The radio was just finishing one tune and going onto the next. Boston's More than a Feeling. Ironic. He didn't show it though. Maxine must have been messing with the station again. Next time she was in the car, he was going to mess with her.

Metallica started to blare out instead. Four Horsemen, definitely an improvement. No sappy rock in this darn car. Not whilst he has the King Bee looking like he'd eaten wasps next to him.

"How'd you get into this?"

It's a question that Billy wasn't expecting at all. Ever. Steve being interested in his music taste. Was he feeling okay?

"Mom got me a radio when I was little," he started, gripping the wheel a little tighter on mentioning his mom. Not who he wanted to think about, but again, he wasn't going to be an asshole. And Steve actually sounded interested. There wasn't that bitchy tone to his question. "I was just messing around with it and on came Sabbath. Black Sabbath, you know Ozzy Osbourne, Tommy Iommi…. Paranoid. I was hooked man. Never changed the station after that. Now when Metallica started…."

He looked at Steve, expecting to see glazed eyes and was shocked to see the opposite. Engaged, looked like he was actually listening, interested to hear Billy talk. Strange. Get a grip.

"When we get there, don't expect me to stick around. Happy to give you a lift back but…."

"Yeah yeah." There was the bitch again, Steve looking out of the window. Hands gripped loosely on his trousers. Billy couldn't help but gaze at him before he drew his eyes back onto the road and the school which was rapidly approaching them. Steve looked….great. As always. Not a hair out of place, a fancy suit and no doubt his shoes would be like a mirror. Maybe so shiny he'd done his hair in them. He was wearing some kind of cologne; Billy had gotten a sniff earlier and had tried not to fixate on it. It suited him and all Billy could think of was how he could get close enough to smell all the undertones. Maybe him wish that he'd just gone with his own old familiar. He missed smelling like himself.

The party had already started when they finally walked through the doors, a mere nod before Billy's plan played out. Steve disappearing to wherever and Billy scoping the scene. Looking for Hagan and Carol but also any girls which had been on his list of dates to ask and perhaps should have been his choice other than Lacey, Macy…whoever she was. Hagan and Carol were holding part of the drinks table to ransom, some of the younger students side eyeing them as Tommy stood there, leaned on the table with no intention to move. Carol in his arms and trying to steal his drink; she had one of her own but when did that ever stop her? Billy was tempted to join them, but noticed a couple of girls over at a quieter part of the table. Where the finger food and whatever the school had provided was. Food at a prom, well wasn't that something? Guess the school knew some of the students were likely to be drunk or get drunk no matter what they did and at least this way, they could line their stomachs first. The two girls smiled as he approached, him keeping his distance but nodding to them. Clear that he was ready to give them attention if they wanted it but would move away if they didn't. Billy may be many things, but sleazy? Wasn't his style.

"Looking fine there ladies. Real nice."

"Thanks Billy," one of the girls chimed, the other blushing as she glanced at where his buttons would usually be open but currently weren't. Maybe he should change that. The open shirt look after all was his style and if the teachers didn't like it, well, like with the drink thing. What were they really gonna do? "You're looking mighty fine there too," the other girl chipped in, her looks even more obvious than her friend's as she checked him up and down. Clearly looking what she saw as she began to lean forward a little. Crossing his ankles and angling her body in his direction. After a while of mindless chatter, it became clear the girls were happy with a two for one offer and like hell was he going to turn that down. A few dances later and Billy was out for now. Lacey, Macey whoever was no longer on his mind at all as he finally spied the drink table being quiet and not crowded by increasingly rowdy students. Time to go out for a smoke, grab some fresh air and get back to the girls he'd been dancing with. That lovely pair of ladies who were eager for his attention and he was very happy to give them both. But now, a drink or…maybe a break first. A space on the wall near the table had also come up so that was where he headed to instead.

He'd not been leaning very long when he saw someone out of the corner of his eye. Only moving slightly but like they'd been there for a while, and he'd not noticed them arrive at all.

Where did he come from? Leaning against the wall with still not a hair out of place, Steve sipped at whatever was in the cup before holding a second one out to Billy. What was….

"For the ride. And don't worry, I checked it. It's not spiked. It's from the clear bowl. The others though…yeah I'd be careful."

He wasn't gonna ask. He knew that Steve had taken a sip and he wondered what side his lips had touched before pushing the thought aside and downing the drink. Some kind of weird non alcoholic punch. But he had to give it to whoever in the school had made it; it actually didn't taste like shit.

"Been thinking of me Harrington? Ain't that sweet."

The look Steve gave him had 'Bite Me' written all over it. The jock turning away to look over the dance floor again. Oh, how Billy would certainly bite him if he got the chance. Sink his teeth right into his….

"So, not totally sucked for you then or?"

"If you mean, have I made up for my date ditching me? Very much so." Billy grinned, his eyes trailing from Steve's neck to his face as the other teen looked over at him.

"How's your game been?"

Steve shrugged, the now empty cup lingering in his hand as he pushed himself away from the wall. Looking for somewhere to put the cup.

"Gimme that."

Before Steve could protest, Billy swiped it, pressing it into his own before tossing them on the ground next to him. They'd get picked up later by someone.

"Come on man. There's no way you've been out on the bench."

"Nope," Steve responded, popping the p in that obnoxious way he did but Billy didn't care. Too busy staring at the pretty boy. He already knew Steve had been busy, but the way he was reacting was like he wasn't interested. Either in the girls or the event itself. Steve had game and yet wasn't using it. Most girls here would more than happily grab any bit of attention from him. Instead he was here. Looking like he'd rather be anywhere else.

"I need a smoke." Billy glanced over at Steve before shrugging. "They're in my car."

"So���.Metallica."

Billy glanced over at him, the smoke from his cigarette curling up into the air as the statement hung between them. The pair were stood by his car, the party a little distance away. Not like either of them cared.

It took Billy a moment to remember the conversation on the ride here. He'd cut off mid sentence but Steve was now determined to get it out of him. Wasn't gonna let the subject drop, and Billy appreciated it. People didn't really take an interest in him. More the aesthetics. More the charm and the car. His music? It came with him but rarely did anyone treat it as a part of him other than himself.

"The Kill 'Em All album man. What an album. That opening, the riffs…." Right away Billy felt himself drifting into his happy place. A content smile as he sucked on his cigarette. Harrington bathing him with that look again. The same one as the time before.

"The Four Horsemen. Motorbreath. Metal Militia. Just the entire album man. If you ever wanna know what I'm talking about, get the album. I know you're more a Toto kinda guy." He snorted, glancing at Steve who is blowing smoke to the side and rolling his eyes.

"But I think even you might be able to appreciate it if you gave it a try."

"Do you have it in the car?"

"It's only the CD I was playing on the way here," he grinned, stomping his cigarette butt into the ground and fishing out his keys. Was he dreaming? Steve actually wanted to listen to it?

Well he wasn't gonna let this opportunity go.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd sat back in his car and listened to an album like this. And it had been even longer once he'd had someone to do it with. They didn't talk, it felt like they barely even breathed as Metallica reverbed around the car, Billy glancing at Steve now and then. Expecting any moment for the show to drop and for him to tell him to turn it off. But he didn't and even more surprisingly, he was sat there listening. Like, not rolling his eyes or spacing out. But sat there, relaxed. His eyes on the radio then the dash as his fingers tapped away to the beat.

It's everything Billy didn't realise he'd wished for.

It was in-between tracks when Steve finally broke the silence. But it wasn't to ask about the music. It was about something very different.

"Why didn't you ask?"

Wasn't that just the question. One that Billy'd thought about. Had danced on his lips but been drawn back in. Had played on his minds but felt just like a fantasy. And finally it was out there. Billy didn't think he'd feel any different but the relief he felt to hear it? He couldn't describe it. It felt like a massive rock had been lifted off his chest and he was finally free but even that didn't cover it.

"You grew up here right? Do you really need to ask?"

He could see that Steve got it, even before he replied. The way there was a flicker across his face before Steve looked away. He knew Billy couldn't have asked him. And that neither of them….

"It's so stupid. Like why do we have to choose a girl and make both people miserable instead of just…."

"Being able to ask. Yeah I know. Fucking stupid man. Would have been easier in Cali. Maybe…. I dunno."

"And what would we have done in Cali?"

The smirk he knew Steve knew very well appeared on Billy's face and hands on the wheel, he glanced over. Pulling out a white carnation from his door and putting it on the dash in front of Steve.

"Well I could tell you Harrington. But I think it would way more fun if you just found out…"

[glassofapplejuicee]

Steve’s hand brushed Billy’s as he handed the cigarette back to him. He was surprised he even showed up to prom, he never thought he’d see Billy Hargrove in anything other than skin tight jeans but here he was in a surprisingly well fitted black suit.

And here they were. On the back steps of the school, sharing a cigarette. Another thing Steve would have never guessed would happen in a million years. 

“Pretty boy like you should have a date.” 

“I did. We didn’t click.” 

Billy hummed, bringing the yellow filter up to his lips and taking a deep breath, letting his eyes flutter shut as acid smoke filled around his lungs. 

“Why’d you always call me that?”

He raised an eyebrow, opening his eyes and turning his head to face Steve, gently blowing the smoke into his face. 

“Asshole-” Steve muttered but continued, “pretty boy, why do you always call me pretty boy?”

“I mean I know you aren’t the sharpest tool in the shed but I thought that one was self explanatory.” 

Steve looked at him unimpressed, clearly needing this to be spelled out. Billy rolled his eyes at him.

“You’re pretty.” 

“Right, my bad for expecting a real answer out of you.” 

“That is the real answer.”

Billy looked away, taking a quick drag before elaborating. 

“You’re just, pretty, I suppose. Not many guys are pretty.” 

There was a moment of quiet and Billy swore he heard Steve’s heart beating next to him. Then again, it could have been his own.

“Oh. Well, thanks. I guess.” 

“My pleasure, pretty boy.” 

[elowmojo]

HAWKINS TIGERS PROM 84 MEET PROM 86

[ihni]

For @weird-an's fic "The King Has Lost His Crown" which just painted such a vivid image in my head that it had to be doodled.

[theladycarpathia]

Hey, guess who finished Nano! Did she do any work on her original fiction? No. Did she write a bunch of Hellcheer/Harringrove/Cherik instead? Uh...

Man, I have too many projects. Have an update of my current WIPs.

Pirate Hellcheer au: Drafting, close to editing. 10 chapters, currently 18,872 words.

Creel House au: Drafting, close to editing. 6 chapters, currently 13,450 words.

Scream au: Plotting/drafting. Six chapters, currently 2,212 words. 

Season 4 au: Drafting, ongoing. BIG project. Currently 11,546 words, not including previously written ficlets.

Magic S2 au: Plotted, drafting. Currently 1,266 words. 

A/B/O au: Plotting. 

Soulmate au: Currently plotting.

Superhero au: Plotted. Probably 3 chapters, low priority.

Supernatural au: Plotting. 

Hawkins academy Hellcheer au: Likely to be a full fic eventually.  Not yet plotted.

Buffy au: Likely to be a full fic, not yet plotted.

Random domestic Cherik fic: ...we’re not gonna talk about this one. This is what I get for watching all the X-men films again. 

[rigginsstreet]

Modern au harringrove would be so annoying like first of all dating billy would raise Steve’s status back up to its former glory and give him a much needed confidence boost that makes him insufferable

So then you have the two top dogs of the school dating, at every party together up each others asses (both literally and metaphorically), egging each other on like only they can to drink and fight and party.

They’re both insanely jealous so god help anyone who tries flirting with them or so much as stares for too long. And they’re protective too so double goes for anyone trying to start shit, which is rare cuz everyone KNOWS to back off. Usually problems come at basketball games when the other teams try shit talking. Never ends well. Only thing keeping billy from being kicked off the team is he plays so damn well and gets them a lot of points.

They’re always together in dates, always driving around town when there’s shit else to do. Always on each other. Can’t keep their hands off (neil simply does not exist in this scenario he’s gone 😌)

Walk down the halls of Hawkins high with their hands in each others back pockets, wear each others clothes/jewelry to school, rule the whole damn place. Their senior prom is the first time Hawkins high designates two kings as class royalty. The yearbook photo is contested by many the pta but the harringtons name outweighs everything so ✌🏻

[intothedysphoria]

In a universe where stranger things takes place during the 2000s/2010s instead of the 1980s, harringrove who meet in the absolute chaos of Hawkins High gay straight alliance.

Just imagine it.

The drama.

The hormones.

The inevitable makeout at queer prom.

[weird-an]

Hi lovely! Do u have a master list for ur Harringrove smut!

No, I don't! But I can make a list for you:

Danger Zone - Steve fucking Billy in his closet during a Spring Break party.

The King Has Lost His Crown - Steve stealing his prom queen's crown and putting it on Billy.

Ten - D/s, Billy using his safe word before even knowing what that is, learning a little more about consent and how much he likes a good spanking.

King Of The Keg Stand - Billy setting a record at the keg stand, but still not getting the upper hand after.

Inferno - Shower sex after practice. Mean Steve, again.

Benched - Locker room sex after Billy is angry for getting benched.

King's Treat - It's Halloween. Billy shows up in a nurse costume.

Sugar High - Billy always has something in his mouth. You can guess what happens next.

Slashing Tires - Billy drives Steve home after his tires are slashed. Dub con, top! Billy which I don't write very often.

Judging from the titles it's not secret that I love King! Steve. Let him be mean.

I have a few more smut fics involving other people + Harringrove, but these posted here are Harringrove only. Thanks for asking. <3

[gracegrove]

Harringrove au where Steve thinks he's helping Billy land a date for Prom because he's the "Prom expert".

There is no date, someone gets their nose broken, and they get kicked out of the dance, but somehow the night turns out as one of the best times either of them has had in a long time.

"Whelp, you may as well go home Harrington. Party's over."

"Gee, Billy I didn't mean to ruin your night."

"Make it up to me?"

[lazybakerart]

1/2 dude, listened to silver springs by fleetwood mac and feel like i've been gutted like a FISH cos it's such a harringrove song. tell me these lines don't make you wanna fall to your knees and WEEP: "Don't say that she's pretty/ And did you say that she loved you? Baby, I don't want to know" // & "Time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me I know I could have loved you But you would not let me"?? imagining a school reunion au where steve & billy meet again after like 10 years & realise

2/2 they're still eachother's longest relationship cos they never stopped loving the other. it just feels like the song could be from either of their perspectives & that makes me feel insane. old insecurities arose which made billy believe steve was still in love with nancy&steve not being able to handle being shut out all the time when he has so much love to give but billy not allowing him to love him?! anyway! happy endings only &they get back together &bang over a desk in an empty classroom

i'm here for every single reunion au. billy leaves town after prom night and 20 years later is coincidentally back in town for the reunion when neil dies and billy has to deal with his Shit. steve hearing billy is back and not expecting to see him at the reunion but there he is! steve is pissed at him and billy is on a tight-wire of emotions like he's seventeen again and they both get smashed and end up angrily fucking in the empty locker room after billy picks the lock. emotions are everywhere. steve's a divorcé. billy's a wreck. 20 years of pent up Feelings explode.

[starkstruck27]

First line of ten fics game!

Rules: Share the first line of the most recent fics you've written! (Rules can always be bent)

I was tagged by the always wonderful @oopsiedaisiesbaby. Much love, bestie!! <333

(Also, I'm gonna cheat a little bit and skip over some because they were the ones I wrote for Harringrove Week and they're already posted on here too, so... We're gonna go for ones that I haven't talked about on here before lol)

I Need You Like I Need A Broken Leg - (Steddie - T - Found/Secret Family AU - 36,562 Words - 10/? Chapters)

Steve wasn’t used to getting knocks on his door at 8:00 in the morning on Saturdays, or in general, and he was all set to just ignore it and go back to sleep, but whoever it was wouldn’t let up.

2. When I Come Around - (Harringrove - G - Prom Night and Secret Relationship - 2,121 Words)

“Come on! You have to tell me before it actually kills me,” Robin begged as she followed Steve around the store, not even trying to help him put the tapes back.

3. Cards on the Table, We're Both Showing Hearts - (Harringrove - M - Hurt/Comfort - 10,368 Words)

Max didn’t like the feeling coursing through her veins as soon as she got home from hanging out with El and the guys.

4. Whenever I'm Alone With You - (Harringrove/Mungrove/Steddie - M - Twin AU and Swapping Partners - 6,937 Words)

When the Hargrove twins rolled into the tiny town of Hawkins, Indiana, most people expected a Western Standoff between the two of them.

5. Anytime You Feel Danger or Fear, Then Instantly I will Appear - (Mungrove - T - 90s AU - 10,373 Words)

Eddie could hear the murmurs coming down the hall before he could see the thing that started them.

6. Yippee-ky-yay, Motherfucker - (Harringrove - G - Romantic Fluff - 2,435 Words)

Billy sighed as Hopper handed him three tickets to the movie Max and El had been begging to see, shoving them in his pocket and taking his keys from the hook by the door.

7. I Heard the Cry of What Might've Been - (Harringrove - M - Unrequited Love/Not Actually Unrequited Love - 10,152 Words)

Billy opened his locker on Friday afternoon with the same amount of enthusiasm as he did everyday, which is to say none at all.

8. And I Dream of Angels That Make Me Smile - (Harringroveson - T - Coming Out and Matchmaker Eddie - 8,321 Words)

“I don’t see what the big deal is, guys,” Eddie said to Robin, Billy and Steve as they sat around his living room, just hanging out and talking.

9. I'm Too Much - (Harringroveson - T - Christmas Fluff and Love Triangles - 22,066 Words)

This was the most humiliating thing Billy had ever done, which is certainly saying something.

10. Am I Alive and Well, or Am I Dreaming Dead? - (Harringrove - E - Suicide Attempts and Hurt/Comfort - 10,976 Words - 2/2 Chapters)

Earthquakes.

That’s the first thing Billy noticed when they moved to Hawkins, the lack of earthquakes.

I'm not gonna tag anyone because everybody who I normally would tag has done it already (I think?), but if you'd like to take part or you haven't done it yet, feel free to consider yourself tagged! And if this intrigues anyone enough to read any of my fics, I hope you enjoy them!

[dynamic-power]

Evie @energievie tagged me in an end of year writer interview! This is such a cool idea.

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1. How many works do you have on AO3? 

15! I plan to increase that by a lot next year!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Just shy of 62k.

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Since Prom - Steddie, E

An Offer - Kanej, T

back to the past - Steddie, T WIP

Coach H - Steddie, T

Kinktober Drabbles - various, E WIP (it's finished on tumbr. I just need to move the last few to AO3 lmao)

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Ngl, I struggle with this. I want to. I see and cherish every single one! But I forget to reply, or I don't know what to say, or I don't check for comments for a month and when I finally see them, I feel like it's too late. 😅

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

That would be A Coat Or A Blanket. Angst is not my forte. I want happy endings for everyone.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Probably Since Prom? Or Arrivals. Just because there's an actual plot and a real ending lol.

7. Do you write crossovers?

Not yet. But maybe in the future? 🤷

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Yes lol. It was on a kinktober fic. Ao3 rule number 1: don't like, don't read. Apparently they didn't get the memo. 🤣

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Most of my fics are kinktober! So kinky, gay sex. 😏 That'll change next year. I mean that I plan to write a lot of non-kinktober stuff, not that I won't be writing kikny, gay sex.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so 👀

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope, but I wouldn't be opposed

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope, but I wouldn't be opposed. Seriously, if you ever want to collab, lmk! 😄

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Currently, it's Gallavich. But my favorite of all time is Drarry.

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

It's one I haven't even started posting yet. It's a Gallavich soul mate AU where the pair have special gifts centered around eye contact. Mickey can see soul mates and Ian severs soul mate connections. I'm absolutely in love with it but I'm also kinda struggling to get through it. 😭😭😭

15. What are your writing strengths?

Word limits. I love the challenge of trying to portray certain emotions or situations in a limited amount of time, and I feel like I'm really good at it. I don't have to get caught up in details, I can just make my readers feel in just a few sentences.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Pacing lol. I don't have patience, I always end up rushing my ending.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

2 situations. If the POV character doesn't speak the language, I try to limit it to things that can be easily assumed without need for translation. Expletives, nicknames, or recognizable phrases. Unless, of course, the POV character is meant to not understand what is being said. And 2, if the POV character speaks the language, I'll usually have them translate in their thoughts. I just want the reader to be on the same level of understanding as the POV character.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter. That was way back in the day. I posted my first fic in 2010. 🤣 On my current account, it was Six of Crows.

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

Hooo boy. Doctor Who comes to mind. I'm obsessed with the idea of Fourteen and Jack Harkness meeting again. I've always wanted to do something for Criminal Minds. I'll probably dip my toe into Supernatural, too. I've done drabbles for Mungrove, Harringrove, and Harringroveson, but i'd also like to do full fics for them. Idk, I've always got too many ideas.

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Either Since Prom or Coming Soon To Home Video. I can't pick.

If you write fanfiction, you should totally do this! Consider this me, tagging you.

Our just giving you cake. 🍰

[fantasticallyfruity4]

Having “prom song gone wrong” harringrove, harringham, and hellcheer related thoughts!!! Loosing my mind!!!

[hargrove-mayfields]

First Line of Ten Fics Game!

Rules: Share the first line of 10 of your most recent fanfics, and tag 10 (or however many!) people! If you have written less than 10 fics, don’t worry! You can participate anyways! All works are valid!

I was tagged by @strangerqueerthings ! Thank you for thinking of me and my works!! <3

Most of these fics are kind of old (and some unfinished) but they’re my most recent pieces from my ao3 account!! If you want to read them, please check the full tags on ao3 as they give more detailed warnings!

1. Starlight in your eyes of blue (Harringrove, warning for panic attacks and derealization)

“One. Two. Steve’s squishy. Three.”

2. One in Heart, One in Hope, One in Name (Harringrove, pure holiday fluff)

“Maybe three weeks before the beginning of the holidays is a little early to start, but if he doesn’t do it now, it’s not getting done.”

3. Chase the Wind (Eventual Harringrove, Billy & Hop, warnings for child abuse and implied sexual assault, severe injuries, and Hopper being a bit of a jerk)

“Billy makes the football team his very first week in Hawkins.”

4. Just a Dream Away (Harringrove, warnings for temporary character death, blood and gore, upside down monsters, mourning, heavy angst, and past child abuse; happy ending)

“Six months. Six months and twelve days.”

5. I’m never alone. (Hollogrove, warnings for flayed Heather and Billy, and ensuing blood and murder)

“The water is freezing: her head is pounding: her mouth tastes like copper and chemicals and asphalt.”

6. A mess of Momma’s barbecue (Max centric, Hargrove-mayfield siblings, warnings for past character death, child abuse, alcoholism, and Neil Hargrove in general)

“Everyone likes to pretend Billy was never even there.”

7. Happy birthday to me (to you!) (Harringrove, pure fluff)

“The first summer after the incident at Starcourt, things have finally had enough time to slowly ease back into normalcy.”

8. Memories are Golden (Harringrove, mild warning for drinking)

“The prom of ‘85 was just one week away.”

9. A Walkin’ Talkin’ Breathin’ Ball of Fire (Kegboys/ Billy x Tommy x Steve, warnings for child abuse, drug and alcohol use, reckless driving, and suicidal ideation)

“It was 11 o’clock on a Monday, and Billy was grounded.”

10. When (Harringrove, warnings for terminal illness and implied future character death)

“Growing up in the Harrington’s mansion, there was a beautiful grand piano in the upstairs salon, deep mahogany with gold trim to contrast meticulously polished ivory keys.”

I’ll tag: @intothedysphoria @eddie-munsons-guitar86 @poolsidepanic @thatgirlwithasquid @lovebillyhargrove and anybody else who sees this and would like to participate! And I mean that! Just say I tagged ya if you want to join in!! <3

These tags are no pressure! If you can’t participate or just don’t want to, that’s totally fine! No obligation.

[ihni]

The King Has Lost His Crown by @weird-an

Another by WeirdAn, but that's just 'cause there's been so many good ones to choose from. And this here is a Harringrove one which has etched itself into my brain with the images that popped up when I first read it.

Billy doesn't make prom king. Steve's kinda a dick. And Billy looks good in a crown. (These things are connected, I promise.)

Give it a read. It's fantastic. <3

[theladycarpathia]

I've had a flurry of new followers here recently so I figured I'd probably better let you guys know what you're in for.

I'm Luna (30s, she/her, UK) and this is mainly my Harringrove brain-rot page but lately BuckTommy have taken residence and won't get out.

I also have a Hellcheer blog (@baddreamsandoldbones) and I run the Hellcheer Anniversary Week.

Find my AO3 page here I apologize to anyone who has subscribed/followed me for a specific ship or show, as I tend to hop about a lot. I also write for things like Naruto, Merlin, CSI, and I have way more that I haven't even started yet. Other hobbies include baking, bellringing, buying copious Halloween items and being at the beck and call of my cat, Tuppence. I tend to lurk but I really do want to chat! I'm on Discord under the same name as my AO3

Read more below for my fic list ❤

Harringrove Event Works

Harringrove Big Bang They're burning all of the witches (even if you aren't one) Artwork from cronesfeetpics here

Billy’s Birthday Bonanza Unrequited love One night stand in the apocalypse Microwave dinner Steve’s closet during spring break party A mix tape Detective au/last chances Steve Harrington’s childhood tree-house

July mini Harringrove week Heatwave Last Day at Summer Camp Sixteen Candles at the drive in

Harringrove Harvest Mrs Click’s Classroom during Hawkins High prom The Annual Henderson’s Haunted House Ghostface Ghosthunters Demons and/or Angels x Aged Up The Abandoned Ruins of Starcourt Mall Campfire Stories  WitchesxOnlineDating Ritual Sex  Invite Only  Buffy AU Couples Costumes

Other A/O/B in the apocalypse Hawkins Country Club during a benefit Bobbing for apples

Find my Hellcheer works listed here

911 fics

For All Occasions Honesty is the best policy (unless it's your brother's secret) To Do: Me (Buck's Tasklist) Happiness, love, cohabitation (Clipboards and couches notwithstanding)