#slight mention of harringrove

[hellcheercaine]

Despite their love for animals, Eddie and Chrissy didn't want to keep pets as they didn't have the time, energy and money for them. The thing is, they didn't step into an animal shelter for once in their lives until they received a volunteer invitation from a long-lost friend, Billy, who runs an animal shelter for stray and abandoned animals.

"You ready for this?" Chrissy inquired, her arms wrapped around Eddie. "Yeah." Eddie smiles. "Volunteering in animal shelters is on my bucket list, although not so to most people as they've done it before." He pushed the creaky wooden door of the animal shelter and was greeted by chirps, barking and meows that tugged at their hearts.

Eddie stares at the cockatiel in the cage and teases it lovingly, making Chrissy laugh to calm themselves as they have no idea what to expect as first-time volunteers. Billy, the shelter owner, greets them with a warm smile.

"Having fun eh, Eddie? That's the cockatiel that Harrington adopted. She's our shelter mascot." "Speaking of Steve, where is he?" Eddie replies. "Harrington? He took the day off to clean the house." Billy looks at the clipboard, flipping through the papers on their tasks. He puts his clipboard on a table and introduces Eddie and Chrissy to the tasks for the day.

Of course, their first job was to clean the kennels. Eddie grabs a spray hose and sprays down the kennel as Chrissy scrubs the stubborn dirt and grime off—hard work, but it was worthwhile to them.

As time goes by, Eddie and Chrissy start getting good at their duties, and discover ways to connect with the quirks and personalities of each dog and cat. On a fine day, Eddie and Chrissy take a break from their work, spotting a playful beagle that was playfully wagging its tail. It reminds Chrissy of the family dog she had years ago, since she was a child. Despite its passing, there was never a time that she did not think of it and she often shares her stories with it to Eddie, although she stopped recently. Until now.

It seems like Eddie could read Chrissy telepathically as he pops the question: "I have been thinking about it, it's time we give this beagle a home. What do you say?"

"Let's do it," Chrissy spoke, her eyes feeling with tears of joy. "That is exactly what I was hoping for."

[intothedysphoria]

Embarrassingly, the first time Steve had met Billy, he’d thought he was doing drugs.

It fit the mental profile. Billy was short but with massive hair, massive, heavy boots and patches on his jacket. The only other person Steve had met who looked like that was Munson. Munson was a dealer.

He was later informed that Billy was just trans and “oh my god dingus in what world does injecting testosterone look like injecting heroin?”

The second time Steve met Billy, he realised Billy was absolutely magnetic.

Not in the rom com way or anything, but there was just something about him. Everyone loved Billy. He was funny, acidly sharp and had the natural good looks of the guys who were never interested in Steve on Grindr.

He was also a self professed slut. What this seemed to mean in practice was picking up half a bar whenever they went clubbing or roaring with laughter as he rejected them.

Some guys were weird about it. They had these creepy ass fetishes about trans guys but Billy would always either tell them to fuck off or knee them in the balls.

He’d visit the diner Steve worked at most days and they’d make small talk. Billy liked his pin, the one Steve had with a small dinosaur on. It was fun. A touch of individuality.

Once Billy pinched his cheek (??) and called him cute before slowly walking away. Steve then locked himself in the staff toilets and willed his boner to leave.

The google search “what do trans guys like” was either full of cis men being douchebags or just straight up porn. Neither of these were particularly helpful to Steve.

He fell asleep watching Noahfinnace YouTube videos and trying to find a way to ask Billy out that didn’t make him feel like he was being weird.

Billy apparently did not give a shit about any of Steve’s worrying because he dropped his bag on top of the counter at the end of Steve’s shift and declared

“Harrington pack up your stuff. We’re going out.”

He drove his car at the speed Steve imagined could have Back-To-The -Futured them to the 80s and made a stop outside a tiny Polish place. “You’re Polish right?” Steve’s dad was from Warsaw and his mom was from Algiers. So yeah, you could say Steve was Polish.

It was slightly squashed in but authentic. Billy was also very clearly nervous. His face was extremely flushed and he kept putting his hand out then retracting it. Like he thought Steve would reject him.

Like Steve would ever reject him. Could ever reject him.

Billy decided to drive Steve back to his house. It felt like one of those dates from the 1950s, if you disregarded Billy grumbling about “fucking itchy nipples”. He smacked a wet kiss onto Steve’s lips, scribbled his phone number onto Steve’s arm and started walking back to the car.

“Next time Harrington, I’ll bring the strap on!”

Then his voice faded into the dark.

Next time. There would be a next time.

For any trans harringrovers, I hope you enjoy it

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I am grabbing the baton from @billysblueeyes and running at top speed!! here is my contribution to the @harringrove-relay-race 🤍 I'm so happy to have taken part again!! my ficlet is short and sweet 🥹

head over heels 586 words | Rated G | fluff

It's that sort of sudden, all-telling fluttering in his stomach that makes Steve balk; his clumsy grip dropping the stack of VHS tapes in his hands as he goes to hand them to the blond across the counter.

Billy’s eyes hold a dull sharpness these days, like the person he’d been before Starcourt is still there somewhere deep down, but he’s resigned himself to who he is now — a man who just wants to move on. And they are as blue as ever, so striking and intense as they had been all those months ago.

Just a glance from them, even now, makes Steve’s heart stop.

And in all honesty, Steve can understand him – to a certain degree – because he’s also been trying to ignore or forget the last 3 years by pretending it’s all just a bad dream.

Except he’s never been possessed, so. He can’t really relate to that bit.

“Um, my bad,” Steve clears his throat as he stacks the tapes again, keeping his gaze on the small pile even as he feels Billy’s eyes boring a hole into his forehead.

“Nervous, Harrington?” Billy hums quietly, a little tease, and it makes the back of Steve’s neck burn.

He feels it flush his face, his cheeks turning ruddy as he shoves the tapes across the counter and forces himself to look Billy in the eye as he says, “No, just…tired.”

Billy’s got dark circles under his eyes but he still looks good, which is annoying. You’d think a guy who had died and come back to life would look like shit. 

The blond places his hand over the stack, fingers spread wide as he pulls them the rest of the way, telling Steve with a slight drawl of, “Right.”

Steve, feeling his throat close up, watches Billy turn and head towards where Max is looking over the ‘New Arrivals’ wall. He watches the blond slowly saddle up next to her, unable to hear their conversation as Robin turns up the radio that plays throughout the store.

Which is annoying. How is he going to listen in?

It’s when he bends over the counter and watches Billy gently smack the top of Max’s head with a VHS, maybe arguing over which movie she wants to rent for the extra cost, that he hears the song, Roland Orzabal crooning from the speakers:

Something happens and I'm head over heelsI never find out until I'm head over heels

Steve feels his stomach flutter again as he watches Billy’s sharp smile, a small thing on his handsome face, but this time the sensation makes him scowl in realization.

Something happens and I'm head over heelsAh, don't take my heart, don't break my heartDon't, don't, don't throw it away

He’s got a fucking crush on Billy Hargrove.

Fucking great.

Max throws her hands up in defeat and storms out of the store, leaving Billy behind, who glances at Steve and gives him a playful wink before following her outside, the tapes carefully held against his chest.

Steve ever so slowly lowers his head down against the counter and presses his forehead against it, closing his eyes with a low groan of defeat.

“Hey, dingus,” Robin hums as she appears beside him and starts typing at the computer, “You forgot to mention Hargrove’s late fees. Again.”

Shit. He totally did forget. “I’ll get him when he comes back to return them,” he mutters against the counter, wondering what the fuck he’s going to do with himself.

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@corrodedcoffinfest for the off leach event.

Rating: Teen & up| Word count; 2,410| Relationship; Harringrove, end game Matelsandwich| CW; some swearing| pov: Eddie| Upside-Down, S4, Canon divergence, Billy and Robin are platonic soulmates, unreliable narrator because author has a migraine, Demo!Dog Chomp, Steve in the Upside-Down, fade to black implied sex, Eddie has a bisexuality crisis at the worst time, stancy mentioned

“ Don't step on the vines everything here is connected to each other and Vecna”

“We know Wheeler! This ain't our first time, for some of us it's not our trip into this hell hole”

“Yeah and last time you were here, you got Steve killed, Hargrove!”

“A fucking vine pulled him in to the tunnels just as they were closing up! I fucking tried to save him! My fucking fingers were bleeding from trying to dig him out! Oh yeah and where were you huh? Oh yeah off with Buyers, you didn't even have the decency to properly break up with him”

“Guys! Guys! Come on, can we not do this now? I don't know about you but I think Billy has gotten rabies from the bat bites. And I feel like we are being watched and this bickering really isn't helping. Let's just get to Nancy's house, because guns sound good to me about now”

Eddie still can't believe this is his life right now. He shouldn't have been really surprised, after seeing a possessed Neil Hargrove feeding people to a melted people monster just the summer before. He doesn't know what's more unbelievable actually, Hargrove and Buckley becoming surgically attached at the hip or indeed the melted people monster, a pack of rabid gremlins called the Mind Flayer.

He really only has himself to blame, it was his unhealthy curiosity and obsession with Harrington that led him here. His sudden disappearance, Hargrove's sudden cordial attitude towards Wheeler and Buyers and said pack of rabid gremlins that knew more about King Steve's disappearance. He learns about the Upside-Down, Demogorgans and superpowered children.

As he looks around, doing his best to ignore Billy's bare chest, he's not unpacking his apparent sexuality crisis right now, he's in awe that baby Bayers had spent nearly a fortnight here alone.

Hargrove and Wheeler are still arguing with Buckley standing in between them trying to defuse them. They are all aware that while they may be relatively safe for now huddled around Skull rock he knows it can't last and they really need to get going. Not to mention that Hargrove is missing some chunks out of his perfectly chiseled abs. And again this isn't the time or place for him to unpack that.

He shrugs off his battle vest and chucks it at Billy “For your modesty dude! And hopefully to cover up the scent of blood”

Billy catches it easily and leers at him, licking his lip in that annoyingly hot way he does. “Modesty you say? You getting distracted by my tits Munson?”

He does look away when Hargrove wiggles his pecs as he raises an eyebrow before putting on the vest with a slight grimace. That's gotta hurt like hell, being a chew toy for some interdimensional bats. He whips his head around, thinking he just saw something moving in his peripheral. “Guys, I think we need to get moving. Because I'd feel a lot safer with guns right about now”

As they start the relatively long walk towards the Wheeler house, he can't shake the feeling that they are being watched and possibly headed through the forest. He shares his suspicions with Hargrove, who agrees that it's strange that they reach their destination without further confrontation with the locals.

Once inside they learn that Hawkins in the Upside-Down is stuck in 1983 and how the two realities sometimes bleed into each other when Billy starts calling out to Red when he starts hearing her. Everything that follows happens fast. One minute Dustin is explaining about the gates and the next they are biking towards the trailer park.

He doesn't want to go back to his trailer. He doesn't want to see the evidence of Chrissy's death. He should have seen the red flag when she asked for the hard stuff. He should have picked up on that something freaky was happening when she kept zoning out. He choked as he hold back his sobs, nearly causing him to slip and fall from the too small bike.

He can still hear her bones cracking and each time he closes his eyes he relives those horrifying moments over and over again. Maybe in another life they could have been friends, maybe even lovers. Her physical beauty was only outshined by her sweet and kind personality. Jason really didn't deserve to be her boyfriend.

Their luck does hold as they get ambushed by two Demogorgans that just came out of nowhere when they enter the trailer park. He and Buckly go right as Wheeler and Hargrove go left. Their odds of successfully fighting off one Demogorgan between two people are higher than fighting off both at the same time.

He will deny it to his last breath but he screams out when suddenly three Demodogs skid on the road they are on and run at full speed towards him. He can hear Buckley also letting out a terrified scream and hears her skidding on the gravel and falling. He braces himself for the inevitable but the Demodog heading straight at him swerves to pass him.

He nearly falls as he gives the handlebars of his bike a wild tug to turn around. He jumps off the bike and rushes to Robin's side. He drops to his knees next to her and looks her quickly over, but hearing the dying screaming of the Demogorgan at the hands of the Demodogs roots them both to the ground in horror. They watch the terrifyingly gory scene unfolding before them.

The Demodogs click and chatter excitedly as they feast on the dead Demogorgans flesh.

“Tha..that's strange right? I mean… hive mind and everything?”

“Yeah, but ah ..I think we need to go, like right now. Before they remember us” As he helps her stand up one of the creatures turns its head to look straight at them. His eyes widen comically as he sees a bright pink bandana around its neck. The dog crooks its head to the side, before it's five petal maw opens up.

It's teeth are stained red and Eddie is will later swear, a he didn't shriek, b didn't pee himself a little and that c it still had chunks of Demogorgan stuck in its maw. The Demodog appears to be scenting the air before he trills loudly, petals snapping closed before taking off, the others fallow.

He turns to look at Buckley, his mouth opening and closing a few times. For the first time he's rendering speechless. It feels like an eternity as they stare at each other, neither knowing what to say. In reality it's only a few seconds before she breaks the heavy silence.

“Eddie ….. please tell me you saw it was wearing a pink bandana, aswell. Because if you didn't then digus gave me rabies. I don't want to have rabies!”

He nods “Yeah, yep, absolutely. I wish I could blame this on a bad trip, but I don't think my mind is that fucked up….”

A sudden loud scream starters them, they both say Nancy's name simultaneously as they start running in the direction the scream came from. He's seriously starting to think that the air is laced with some kind of airborne hallucigan because as they round a row of trailers they are met with the same pack of Demodogs that saved them. They skid to a halt next to Hargrove and Wheeler.

“ Why are they not attacking us? It makes no sense. They are part of the same hive mind”

“Wheeler, nothing in this hell dimension makes a lick of sense!”

He moves aside a bit to let Buckley brush past him to glue herself against Hargrove’s side and checks on his wounds. He can't help his eyes straying to check out his chest as she pushes his vest aside, and again he isn't going to unpack that. He's just worried about his customer and maybe kinda friend.

“Maybe we can sneak past them? I mean they weren't interested in me and Munson, just now. And his trailer can't be too far from here right? Dingus here needs a doctor”

He scans the area and nods “Yeah it's just two rows back. And I don't care why they are attacking each other, as long as they don't suddenly decide we are food”

They quietly but quickly start inching around the pack. A sharp loud whistle stops not only them in their tracks but also makes the Demodogs snap to attention as one.

The creature with the bandana around its neck crouches low, its rump starts vibrating with how fast it wiggles and it's front paws start tip tapping before it springs up and bounds over to a figures, a human shaped one, with an obvious limp, that walks from behind a trailer.

The creature trills and chirps as it dances around … Steve Harrington! He squeezes his eyes shut for a few seconds before opening them again, he has to make sure it's real so he also pinches himself and hisses at the sharp pain. Next to him he can hear Wheeler gasping in shock.

“STEVE!” “HARRINGTON”

Both Wheeler and Hargrove call out to him at the same time, making the not so dead teen lift his head and stops petting the creature and walks closer, the dog? Dog, following his lead.

Wheeler moves to step forward but it's Hargrove that moves first and walks towards Harrington but stops when the dogs petal maw twitches open.

“Chomp, it's OK girl, Billy is a friend”

“Chomp” Robin mouths the name as give him a look that conveys their collective confusion. It nearly makes him miss seeing Hargrove and Harrington hugging and …. His brain short circuits as all of his blood rushes to his dick, because Jesus H. Christ! Hargrove and Harrington are kissing like their life depends on it. He tries to discreetly shift and adjust himself, because this isn't the time or place.

Luckily Wheeler's sputtering shriek pulls everyone's attention to her. Eddie frowns, she had gotten with Byers really quickly after his disappearance and if Hargrove’s to be believed she cheated on him, so her outrange feel performative.

“Steve??..I..!”

“Can we please do this top side? I don't trust Henderson and Mayfield to not try and enter the gate” He's spent enough time here and he thinks that Harrington shares his sentiments.

“ Gate? You .. you guys have a way out?”

Harrington's face lights up in hope. It makes butterfly's flutter in his gut. Again he isn't going to unpack that, partly because he doesn't think Hargrove is big on sharing.

~~~~~~

The rest of the day and night pass in a blur. There is a teary reunion between Steve, Dustin, Max and Lukas. They compare notes, make plans, steal a winnebago, narrowly dodge a run in with a vigilante mob, preparing for a suicide mission, giving the most metal concert ever, nearly dying multiple time, their town being struck by multiple earthquakes causesing the ground to literally rip open, narrowly escaping the Upside-Down and Chief Hopper returning from the dead.

When he wakes up in the hospital with his uncle at his bed he breaks down crying, swearing that he didn't kill Chrissy or any of the other people. Wayne assures him he knows and that Hopper had his name cleared. He stays in the hospital for a week before he's released into his uncle's care.

Harrington offered up his abandoned house, well not so abandoned house, for him and his uncle to stay while they figure things out and the government checks to come. Living with Harrington, Steve is interesting. For one his pet Demodog Chomp that still scares him each time it wanders into any room he's in, his uncle takes it in stride as if Demodogs are just your run of the mill dog breed, second is how he's readjusting to normal things.

He quickly finds out that Steve is completely touch starved and will fund any and all opportunities to touch everyone. He constantly ruffles the kid's hair, touching people's arms and back when he's standing next to them or just in passing. He’s also lost count how many times he's walked in on him and Billy making out.

He still hasn't unpacked his apparent and blatantly obvious bisexuality. Seeing Steve's hairy tits for the first time, sends his head reeling. He quickly excuses himself when Billy catches him looking. After that he can't escape Billy's leering looks and thinly veiled sexual innuendos.

It comes to a head when the three of them are sitting outside sharing a blunt. They had spent the day entertaining the party around the pool with Hopper and Wayne standing at the grill, in a picture perfect rendition of the white picket suburban middle class fathers neither of them are. Mostly because of Chomp begging for food at their feet.

Now it's just the three of them enjoying the quiet and calm cool night. No one has said something in a while so he startels a little when Billy suddenly speaks up.

“So Munson, you an ass or titts man?”

The question nearly makes him choke on his beer. He's no blushing virgin but he doesn't exactly have girls lining up to jump in the sheets with him. All of his escapades were either quickies at gigs and the two times he actually got a girl into his bed. “Both, they both have a nice jiggle to them”

He misses Billy and Steve sharing a look before turning to take the blunt from Steve.

Billy licking his teeth puts him on edge a bit, It reminds him of a shark.

“Hmmm so who has the better titts and a better ass? Me or pretty boy here”

“Stev….I…I.. mean…” His eyes go wide as he sputters and fails, causing him to slip into the pool. He breaks the surface gasping for air and two pairs of arms encircling him.

~ ~

He wakes up the next morning, he scrunches up his face as he pushes hair that definitely isn't his out of his face. He takes stock of the two warm and very naked bodies pressed against his own very naked one. Then he feels what awoke him, fat drops of cold slimy liquid. His eyes snap open as he comes face to face with Chomp hanging over him with a food bowl.

“Steve…Steve! Please get your dog off the bed”

[hjcoolartnerd]

Dylan’s Relationship:

Steve Harrington: Childhood best friends, used to do everything together and they didn’t have malice so Steve used to let Dylan sit in his lap. All up to Middle school when Dylan’s lost his brother who was “ran over” , Dylan became more of a loner, while Steve joined with the wrong crowd. Which made them drift apart, Steve became a DnD dweb becoming friends with Julia, Bruce, Mark and Eddie, while Steve was in per suit of popularity until he became Popular when, he slept with the hottest girl in Hawkins high. (He was a freshman), Dylan stay behind yet he had feelings for his ex best friend. (In The canon AUs Dylan and Steve become friends again after season 1. In the other AU, Steve and Dylan meet at times but it’s always awkward and Weird because Tommy is there.) sometimes in the no monster AU Steve battles his feelings depending on the AU, weather it is Harringrove, Steddie, Stelan or Dylve, steddielan, haringroveker, harringroveson.

Tommy Hagan: used to bully Dylan since he met the boy seeing how he wasn’t normal. Maybe it was because deep down Tommy probably had the same inclination or felt an attraction towards Dylan. They were never close but in both Canon AUs and no monsters AU Tommy and Dylan are hookup partners as per Tommy’s request to want to try having sex with a guy despite being with Carol.

Billy Hargrove: Dylan is the first person wh9 actually greets Billy because Dylan was forced to they both instantly acknowledge that the other is abused by their father tho they don’t mention it, but they see the slight signs the only difference is that they each channel it differently. Dylan becomes a wing man to Billy in every AU that Billy likes Mark. They are mostly platonic or like siblings but in some universe they actually hookup. we also have the other ships like harringrobe, Walgrove, harringroveker, harringroveson.

Steve Joe Randal: dispite being a Mix douche Steve and mix douche Billy, he cares or cared deeply for Dylan (in the canon AU this oc dies because he was flayed and he fused with Dylan’s dad and step mother trying to end or take Dylan to the spider monster) but when he isn’t trying to kill Dylan he is trying his best although tried to force sex onto Dylan (imagine when he finds out that Tommy was the one who got lucky to be the first to sleep with Dylan). Other ships include. Steve x2, Rangrove, Joddie(Most people call Him joe so joe + Eddie), Joncy, Bydal (Jonathan x Joe).

Eddie Munson: they become close even when Dylan’s close group stops playing DnD, they also have a hookup relationship but it’s less cold than Dylan and Tommy’s. They act more like a couple. But they don’t have feelings for eachother, at least in canon AU Eddie looses his feelings for Dylan when he sees that Dylan still is after Steve. Other ships Dyldie, Steddie, Harringroveson, Steddielan, Chrissy x Eddy.

Fiona Thompson: one sided, Dylan never actually liked Fiona. Not his type

Barbara Holland: in canon AU if she had confessed Dylan would have tried to his best to like her like that because she was actually Dylan’s type.

[alwaysteveswife]

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Steve Harrington.

Billy Hargrove.

Eddie Munson.

Jonathan Byers.

Robin Buckley.

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Alright, after just rewatching every Steve scene from S3 (which gladly took me way longer than 1 and 2 because he is such a key role by this point yayyy), I have come up with a long ass list of head canons. Apologies for how long this post is going to be. Also, first hc has a slight trigger warning for ED, though not really. But don't want to set anyone off accidentally.

Steve has body issues. I kind of already head canon this, but I think it became more apparent for me in S3. My Steve very much thinks he's only good for a 'pretty face' and 'sexual prowess' due to everything, and this just confirmed for me that Steve will do anything to make sure he maintains his good looks. It first gets brought up when Dustin mentions the unlimited ice cream and Steve says he has to maintain his hot bod for the ladies. While it seems in jest, we later see the infamous "banana" scene that I used to think was kind of silly until tonight. To me, it reflects that Steve doesn't allow himself to indulge in things like ice cream or anything of the sort because it will destroy the one thing he feels he has left for himself - his looks. He'd rather just eat a thousand bananas than even dream of getting 'fat'.

Steve's genuine number one fear is that of free-falling. I'm trying to flesh this out a bit, but it seems so apparent to me. Several times in this season, Steve is seen literally throwing himself into death. Flinging himself right at the Russian in the operations room. Running to get his car to save the others from the Mindflayer. Even right before this, in telling everyone else to back away from what the Russians were hiding. Steve is always throwing himself into danger and facing death head on, but the elevator scene is the ONE TIME we see him truly 'unhinged.' He's panicking, he genuinely mentions a fear of death, even though he has faced death so many times. This fear is real to him.

His Scoops uniform. I already head canon that Steve hates this thing, mostly because he feels ridiculous in it. But man, this poor guy got tortured, beat to near death (again), etc. while in this uniform. It's probably an honest trigger point for him. I do have threads where he wears it (because we all know fanon has everyone pining for him in it), but if Steve wears it for you, it's a privilege to see. It would take him a lot of courage, and mean he overcame a lot. So if he wears it for you, praise that damn boy.

Eddie is not the only one that was held back. Though Steve wasn't held back a full year (which I hc is because of his athletic skill and also because his family is made of money), it's pretty obvious to me that he was held back in a few classes. Why else would him and Robin both be in sophomore history together, when Steve is a year ahead of her? Sure, Robin is smart, and we could head canon that she's a year ahead in some courses, but I'd like to think with Steve's (lack of) intelligence, it's more likely he failed some classes and had to retake them.

"It's all just bullshit." If you know my Steve, bullshit is his biggest trigger word, and I truly think this is canon because of this scene. A Nancy I used to write with (I won't name names) always told me it was clear that Steve had moved on from what she had said at Tina's party and her getting with Jonathan because when she goes to apologize in S2, he tells her not to worry about it. I don't see it that way at all, and this just confirms it to me. He's sitting there on drugs, talking about how sometimes the things we dedicate our whole lives to end up not being worth it, and end up being all just bullshit. This is such a genuine reflection to his relationship with Nancy, and how he feels that that time was wasted for nothing.

Steve loves cars. I think this isn't even just a head canon but absolute canon, and I just want to acknowledge it. When people ask me about Harringrove, like I'm sorry, but you can't tell me that Steve didn't have eyes on that Camaro from the second it pulled up to Hawkins High. My man loves cars. He calls cars 'baby' canonically. This is the scene that literally made me give Steve a daddy kink (Erica being all "did he just refer to himself as daddy" had me laughing for twenty minutes). He's got a boner for cars, okay?

His mom is used as a reference on his application. This means that he still sees himself as having a decent connection with his mom, or at least enough so that it's better than his dad. However note that he doesn't say something like "yeah my mom will give me a great recommendation." It's that she has a well known reputation and status. Enough so that he thinks putting her on a resume will get him hired. Meaning that the Harringtons are a freaking huge deal in that small town (and considering as mentioned earlier there were like thousands of people both at the mall AND at the county fair, this gives Steve and his family even more status). Which just supports all my head canons about them being invited to fancy galas and whatnot and that being why they are never around.

Now that all of this is out of my head, my sick ass is going to bed. Please feel free to ask further questions, tag me in starters that align with any of these, etc.

[hellcheercaine]

The last day of 1989

Billy wakes up after a long night of drinking and reminiscing about his newfound friendships. He glances at the black book on his table and Steve, who is asleep on the couch.

Billy begins to flip the pages of the journal Steve bought for him and readies to hold his pen.

Writing has become Billy's refuge, and he has learned to open up, especially when things get tough.

As much as Lucas, Mike and Will empathise with Billy's plight, he can't help but feel sorry for himself, thinking of the skirmish he almost had with Lucas when they first met.

However, as of now, all is good. Lucas often asks Max about Billy and sometimes joins him for swims, which Billy often uses to cope with his daily stress.

It was through that year that Billy slowly saw a change in himself. He is no longer the person who tries to put on a tough front, even when things aren't going well.

Billy has finally learned to speak up with Steve's help. It is hard, but he is still trying. Sometimes, it is okay to ask for help—it has become a daily reminder that Billy is trying to grasp while not returning to his old ways of concealing his struggles. Billy glances at his watch, flips over the last blank page of his journal and begins journalling his thoughts. When he is done, Steve wakes up.

Although the journal is one of Billy's personal possessions, Steve respectfully and curiously inquired, "Mind if I take a look?"

"Sure," Billy smiled and looked at Steve. A warmth spreads through him as though welcoming Steve into his memories encapsulated in the journal.

Steve begins to flip the pages of Billy's journal. The journal was a canvas of the struggles and turmoil he faced within himself in moments when he tried to open himself to others or cope with his daily life.

In the midst of it all, there are light-hearted moments, such as the fishing trip he had last summer with Lucas, Max, Eddie and Chrissy. Laughter and gasps filled the room while Billy and Steve read the journal.

After reading the last page of Billy's journal, Steve sheds a tear with a genuine smile on his face. "Billy, this is beautiful. I'm proud of the person you've become, ever since when we first met."

Billy gives Steve a hug. It was the tightest, warmest, and longest hug Steve had ever felt. As they walked out of the house, beers in hand, they clinked their bottles as the clock struck midnight.

1990. The start of a new year.

"Here's many more with you," Steve smiled. "Never stop changing for yourself."

Billy nods. He gulps his beer, looking at the stars. As the fireworks filled the sky, Billy and Steve welcomed the year with a newfound joy and gratitude, hopeful of what the new year would bring for them.