#harringrove etc

[avalonlights]

"Yes sir."

[ickypuppi3]

[nicolovespancakes]

I hope you know if you say 'not a ship post' in your caption and I ship it,

I'm viewing it as a ship post.

<3

[scoops-ahoyy]

billy: ‘mommy issues’ ‘daddy issues’ I just have issues! why be specific when I’m the package deal?

[kittyphoenix12-xx]

something about billy arriving in hawkins and the boys immediately using him to experiment sexually. he’s fine with it because they don’t make him leave afterwards and still talk to him at school.

but then they stop wanting to hook up with him. because they’ve all realised that yes, they like boys, and yes they like their friend like that. 

so, they all branch out and start hooking up with each other instead. 

and billy’s left alone again.

[boltedfruit]

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[adelacreations]

Fuck it, Kas!Steve AU. I'll think of something but yeah...why not go unconventional about this

Either Kas!Steve or Kas!Max. Fuck it why not both?

[cbrosa-archived]

steve hates every time the flame by cheap trick plays on the radio because it only reminds him of billy and breaks down when:

[harringrovekinktober]

🖤 13 Days of Harringrove Kinktober 🖤

Hello and welcome to Harringrove Kinktober 2024!! The spookiest (and sexiest) time of the year is upon us in the form of the 13 Days of Harringrove Kinktober!

We will count down to Halloween night by posting from October 18th to October 31st, with you picking at minimum one kink from the list to post at least once a day! Feeling inspired? You can always add more kinks or add a theme or location to your work - or, post multiple times a day for different kinks! Whatever works best for you!

Below you will find a lengthy list of kinks we have complied as a community to fuel your creativity for these thirteen days, along with some spooky themes and familiar locations to mix and match with your kinks to really spark your creativity!

As you post, make sure you tag @harringrovekinktober and/or tag your post with #hgkinktober2024 so I can reblog your work here!

Keep an eye out for the AO3 collection as it will be linked here closer to the first day of posting!

FAQs and more under the cut:

Q: How long does this event run for? A: From October 18th to October 31st!

Q: What types of works can I make and are accepted? A: Anything except AI! For example: fics, poetry, art (digital, traditional, etc), moodboards, podfics, and playlists are all welcome!

Q: Is this account and event 18+? A: Yes. Any minors found to be interacting or participating will be blocked.

Q: Are SFW interpretations of the prompts allowed? A: Of course!! If you are wanting to only use the themes and locations list, please do!

Q: Since SFW is allowed, can I contribute even if I'm under 18? A: No, as this is still an 18+ account and event.

Q: What if I don't want to use the themes or locations lists? A: You are free to do not use them, in that case! Please do whatever makes you comfortable.

Q: Do I have to post for all thirteen days? A: Only if you want to! There are no expectations for this event other than for you to have fun!

Q: Do I have to use all of the prompts in these lists? A: Nope! But I'll be impressed if you do!

Q: Will this account reblog my work? A: Yes, but only if I can see them! Before your work is posted, please ensure you've either tagged this account @harringrovekinktober and/or use the tag #hgkinktober2024!

Q: Are other ships allowed in my work? A: As long as Harringrove is involved, sure!

Q: Who runs this account? A: bambi aka @bigdumbbambieyes

Q: What if I have other questions? A: Ask me! Or DM me, whichever you prefer!

[avalonlights]

"Guess you finally learned to plant your feet." "Yeah, some asshole wouldn't shut up about it."

Here is my creation for the @harringrove-relay-race! Next up, please look forward to a wonderful work from @hargrove-mayfields! 🏁

[ickypuppi3]

i just think there’s something incredibly real and true about a steve who just puts it away whenever he eats, like he’ll order the biggest burger on the menu and say he’s stuffed only to then get dessert too because ‘cmon baby, it’s dessert! and just somehow never put the weight on until his mid to late twenties when he starts to notice a tum when he wears certain shirts, love handles when he puts his pyjama pants on and his jeans feel a little tighter and he starts getting self conscious about it and is all i need to start hitting the gym, jeez, when did this happen, looking in the mirror, turning this way and that, pulling his shirt tight. meanwhile billy’s just salivating in the background ‘cause he’s so into it it’s crazy ..

[mangywayway]

"The Boy who saved them All"

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And here is my piece for the @harringrove-relay-race! ✨✨

Was this all a big excuse to draw them in a more fantasy setting? Yes, yes it was. Sue me. I honestly just decided to try and have fun with it and I did; there is still stuff that I will like to change? Yes. But I also like this piece a lot and that's the most important thing.

The first idea was to make it more gorey and stuff (as in, Billy with his chest open etc). Didn't end up doing it and went more on a "symbolic" route but who knows, maybe in the future 🤔

"Fun" fact: the dragon is supposed to be the Mind Flayer. I tried to make it more like similar to the series but that giant jelly thing was giving me an headache because I couldn't understand how the fuck it was made so, DRAGON (still Mindy and Flayer tho). Also tried and wanted to make Steve cry gold (cuz, the tears are worth their weight in gold kinda stuff) but I don't think I managed (so this is way I'm writing it here lololol).

ANYWAYS, thanks for not falling asleep after reading all of this and please, get your arses ready because the next work that's going on in an hour comes from the fantastic @kaizenkhaos ✨✨ so up up everybody and go and show them all your love 🫡💖✨✨

[billyharringson]

Harringrove for Palestine

Hello to all my lovely Harringrove people out there. I think it's time for another fundraiser. This fandom has always been amazing at doing events to help raise money for good causes; Australia, the Ukraine, Turkey to name but a few. So I wanted to see if we could bring that same love and energy to helping our siblings in Palestine.

Im going to try to build a list of writers, artists etc who are willing to create Harringrove content for donations. If you would like to be included then please DM me with your preferred medium and any specific donation sites you would prefer people send money too.

I myself will be focusing on the gofundmes that have been vetted by gazafunds.com.

I will pin the post with participants and information to my blog once I get the ball rolling.

[imsodishy]

will you rec me some long(ish) harringrove (or mungrove or metal sandwich) fics that i can download to tide me over the scheduled downtime on july 1st? 🥹 i’ve been getting back into the mood

Okay! (running through my files frantically, dropping random pages as i go)

Let's start with a couple series:

Tokens of Affection, i love this series so much. Billy is a mess and Steve is mostly lost but he's trying his best. It's very poignant.

Hold Your Head Up Billy and Steve run into each other 10 years after high school at a gay bar.

Favorite Song verse, is mungrove and it's got I think 7 or 8 entries at this point (the first one being the longest) and the dynamic is great!

I'll include Sideways here because it is technically a series though the sequel is still in progress. Season 2 rewrite (the sequel is a S3 rewrite) and I love! it! (harringrove)

Some one shots (mostly on the shorter side):

Run for the Shadows, post S3 Steve being baffled mostly (harringrove)

'Cuz I'm the King (of Wishful Thinking), (harringrove) Post S2 Billy and Steve are friends... yeah friends.

This ain't a Love Song, a messy, smutty, frat AU (harringrove)

Denier, King Steve want to see Billy in stockings (harringrove)

Secrets in the Night, dumb boys being high and dumb (mungrove)

Trash or Treasure, the three of them orbiting each other (harringroveson)

Eyes Closed I Still See, accidental voyeurism (technically only harringrove but uh... Eddie is there)

If you're looking to get into a WIP in these trying times:

Another Way (to scream your name), just updated after a long hiatus and I am hype. Very messy Billy and very confused Steve a classic combo (harringrove)

and I've got two, count 'em two, vampire Eddie mungrove wips I'm into at the moment, Bloodletting and Too Rich for My Blood.

happy downtime!!

(ymmv, mind the tags on everything, yada yada, etc)

[makeadealwithdean]

nsfw — 18+ only, harringrove smut

Billy inhaled the smoke into his lungs and let it out with a soft puff. The boy in the passenger seat beside him was still rambling on about something or other. Not that Billy wasn’t listening— just it was really fucking hard to pay attention to what Steve was saying when he looked that damn good.

Fuck— Harrington. Billy hadn’t been lying when he’d called him “pretty boy” so soon after they’d first met. ‘Course he was able then to pass it off as teasing, taunting, even. Like a good, old-fashioned, high school rivalry. No one would possibly read into that.

Billy guessed it was different if you were on the receiving end of said taunting, since reading into it had gotten Steve to where he was now, sitting in the front seat of Billy’s infamous Camaro. In an empty parking lot.

“And so then, somehow, I got roped into giving them rides everywhere and—”

“Jesus, Harrington!” Billy interrupted, throwing his cigarette butt out the window and onto the asphalt. “Do you ever shut the fuck up?”

Steve snapped his mouth shut fast, turning towards Billy and looking almost hurt in his soft eyes. But upon catching the wicked grin spreading across Billy’s face, his expression shifted from absolutely appalled to slightly confused, and yet, intrigued.

“Um…yeah?” Steve began hesitantly. “I do shut the fuck up, mostly when I’m not being forced to carry the whole conversation, Hargrove.”

And there was that bitchy, “King Steve” attitude Billy had heard so much about. Good, he thought, all the more satisfying when I’m the one to make him close that pretty mouth.

Billy smirked at Steve’s pouty lips, his huffy shoulders, now facing more towards the passenger side window than straight ahead, and huffed a laugh.

“And what’s so funny to you?” Harrington snapped. His snarl reminded Billy of, mmm, an angry kitten. He was just about as intimidating as one and twice as cute. “Y’know, I don’t appreciate you asking me to hang out with you, and then the second I do, you—”

Billy scoffed, interrupting him again and still smirking.

“Y’know,” Billy mimicked his tone, “you keep talking, and all I can hear is you begging me to shut that mouth for you.”

Steve’s eyes widened in shock, “I— I don’t— um, what—”

Billy rolled his eyes, “C’mere, pretty boy.”

He reached forward, his fingers finding the nape of Steve’s neck, just barely brushing through those famous Harrington locks, and gently pulled him closer. To Steve’s credit, he didn’t pull away, and soon Billy’s hand was cradling his jaw, he was leaning in, and Harrington was letting him.

Billy hadn’t even realized he’d been holding his breath, but then their lips touched, and Billy definitely sighed. Steve’s lips were melting onto his, and fuck yeah— so this is what kissing Steve Harrington felt like.

Billy guessed he couldn’t blame the girls he’d heard tittering at school about “making out with Steve” accompanied with dramatic, dreamy sighs, cause this was something else.

He’d intended for this kiss to break the ice, get his intentions across, etc. But he hadn’t accounted for the softness of Steve’s lips, the barely-there flick of his tongue, and the intensity with which he returned Billy’s initial touch.

Harrington’s palms were cupping his cheeks now, and though he seemed content to let Billy take the lead, he mirrored each of his touches with a growing passion.

Billy’s hands were everywhere in an instant, Steve’s thighs, his neck, his chest. They dipped inside his jacket, and the boy shivered into his touch. Billy smirked into the kiss at the reaction he’d elicited and decided right then and there that he needed more.

He fumbled for the hem of Steve’s shirt, unwilling to tear their mouths apart, and upon finding it, slid his hand underneath the fabric and up the soft bare skin. He traced the outlines of Steve’s curves, the firm edges and contours of his muscles, up into a patch of hair dancing between his pectorals that Billy hadn’t even known existed until this very second.

“Shit, fuck,” he muttered into Steve’s mouth. Billy’s cock twitched in his blue jeans at the feeling on his fingertips. If he’d been half hard before, he was definitely fully up now.

He reached up into Harrington’s pretty brown hair and tugged, effectively tipping the boy’s head back, and breaking the kiss. Steve let out the prettiest moan Billy had ever heard as his lips pressed against his neck for the first time.

Billy showered the pale skin with kisses, soft at first— then harsher, biting and sucking, and relishing in the gasps and moans that fell from those pouty lips.

“Billy,” Steve sighed, his hands roaming all over the tan skin of the boy in front of him. “Shit— Billy—” he forced each word out in a new breath, almost like he was gasping for air. “Fuck— I—”

“Hmmm?” Billy hummed, letting the very tip of his tongue trail up towards Steve’s earlobe.

Steve was grabbing onto his thighs, thumbs brushing the outline of Billy’s dick, over and over again, like he was willing the fabric separating them to disappear. “N-need— Ohh.”

Steve’s moan was nothing short of sinful when Billy let his hand drop to the boy’s crotch, where, as he’d hoped, his jeans were now tenting painfully. “Mm, what do you need, baby?”

Steve only hummed as Billy pressed the heel of his hand against his hardness, like he couldn’t remember what it was he’d needed.

“Use your words, hm? S’all you wanted to do a second ago, remember?”

Steve squeezed his hand over Billy’s dick again, “Wanna— feel you?” He’d said it like a question, but suddenly Steve was moving, pressing Billy back into the seat and climbing into his lap. He straddled him easily, sitting back onto Billy’s upper thighs, maneuvering until their clothed erections were pressed against each other.

Billy sat back and watched as Steve pecked his lips once before attacking the buckle of his belt.

“Holy fuck, yes,” Billy groaned as he watched the angel sitting atop him prying at the leather that sat so snuggly around the denim at his waist. He lifted his hips up to give him a hand and started working at Steve’s own belt.

When they’d both succeeded in ridding each other of the offending material, Steve had the button of Billy’s jeans popped and the zipper down before he could even blink. He was working Billy’s cock out of its confines by the time Billy found any words at all, and even when he did, all he could come up with was—

“Eager there aren’t we, Harrington?” though it didn’t come off quite as confident as he’d hoped. Not when his hips were practically rutting up into Steve’s hands on their own accord, and his breathing sounded like he’d just hiked a damn mountain.

“I guess we are,” now it was Steve’s turn to smirk, though his hips were moving slightly too, like they were fighting to meet Billy’s. His breath was warm and somehow sweet, and tendrils of his always-perfect hair clung to his sweaty forehead. He guided Billy’s hands to the button of his own jeans, and muscle memory must’ve been helping cause thank god Billy managed to free Steve’s length without too much fumbling.

Steve pushed first his own jacket off his shoulders, before coaxing Billy’s off. He slipped off his shirt, but left Billy’s shirt on him, opting instead to only unbutton it all the way, leaving the bronze expanse that was Billy’s chest fully bare to him.

“Touch me, Billy,” Steve murmured, and Billy coaxed him up onto his knees so that he could tug his jeans and boxers down as far as their position would let him.

Steve’s hands were on the back of the seat on either side of Billy’s head, and Billy took this golden opportunity to not only grab Steve’s ass, but also to tip him forward enough to bury his face in that soft patch of hair on his chest.

Their cocks were trapped against their bare stomachs, sliding and rubbing against each other as Billy pulled Steve’s hips towards him over and over again. Steve’s tip was leaking pre-come all over, and Billy was dying to taste it. Next time. Right now, he needed to come. Fast.

Something about the most perfect boy he’d ever seen basically, practically riding him was proving to be way too much for his brain (or his dick) to handle. He reluctantly released Steve’s ass, giving him a harsh squeeze and a little smack, before holding up his palm to Steve’s mouth.

“Spit,” he ordered. Steve obliged and sat back a little, allowing Billy to grab both his own aching cock in one fist and Steve’s in the other.

“C’mon, doll,” he panted, rhythmically stroking his own dick while the fist around Steve’s remained still. “Fuck m’fist. Wanna see you put on a show for me.”

“Fuck, baby!” Steve moaned loudly at Billy’s words, deciding that yes, that was hot as hell, so he’d do as the blond commanded him. He braced his hands on Billy’s shoulders for an experimental thrust of his hips.

“Thaaat’s it,” Billy praised him as he slowly gained speed to match the other’s fist. “So good for me, aren’t you?”

Steve whimpered, nodding as the pressure in his dick only seemed to build. His release was coming fast, but he desperately wanted to wait for Billy. Luckily, Billy must’ve felt Steve’s cock twitch in his fist.

“Yeah, baby?” he huffed as Steve pressed their foreheads together briefly before tossing his head back in pleasure. Fuck, he was beautiful. “You gonna come for me?”

Steve nodded and whimpered again, his eyes pleading, like he was begging Billy to keep talking.

“You wanna come all over my fist, Stevie? All over my chest, huh?” Billy wasn’t gonna last much longer. “You wanna come with me, baby?”

Those must’ve been the magic words, because Steve gasped like Billy had just given him a gift, “Yes, please— let me— with you!”

“That’s it, doll. Perfect,” the blond panted back in short breaths. “I’m gonna come, you gonna come? C’mon— oh fuck yeah—” He grunted, his forehead dipping onto Steve’s chest as white ropes shot from his cock, covering his fist and splattering against Steve’s stomach.

“Shit— shit, Billy!” Steve called as the other’s orgasm pushed him over the edge. Streaks of creamy white covered Billy’s fist and chest as he worked them both through their releases. Steve shuddered against him when he let go to grab a towel from the floorboard, hunching over his body, caging him in and not caring that he was smearing their cum all over both of their chests. He sighed, satisfied, and Billy couldn’t help but bask in the post-orgasm glow, Steve Harrington in his lap, his hot breath fanning over his neck.

“That’s right,” he murmured. “I gotcha.” Steve kissed his hair softly and laid his cheek on Billy’s shoulder.

He was hesitant to do it— he usually never let himself relax after sex, but he couldn’t bring himself to push Steve off. More than that, he didn’t want to. He wanted to sit here, run his fingers up and down the boy’s back, comfort him or calm him, whatever he needed. He wanted to pull him close and hold him tight; this felt nothing like the after-sex usually did. Somehow, this was safe, something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Yep, Billy decided. Cleanup and the towel could wait.

beta’d by my love @hintsofhoney i love you I love you

Work for @billyhargrovebingo and @steveharringtonbingo

Squares filled: B3 "Put on a show" (Billy bingo) and A3 "Harringrove" (Steve bingo)

Title: do you ever shut up?

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1.9k

Tags: Smut, literally just car sex, no penetration

AO3 link