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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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Woah…

Billy Hargrove lipsssss 🫠 and his goddamn smile

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Obsessed…❤️‍🔥

Unreleased (?) promotional photo of S2 Billy!

By photographer Tina Rowden, via her website.

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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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when it’s time for your favorite character to show up

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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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Power Rangers (2017) dir. Dean Israelite

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For all of the Billy antis out there,Mason who plays Jason saw my necklace and loved it and said that Billy was his favourite character in stranger things. In case you want the replica of Billy’s necklace I got it from Etsy ❤️

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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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this does SOMETHING to me and i wont tell you what but . something.

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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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two versions bc i love dacre's short hair too, based off his audition video

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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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and you— you were happy.

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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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Warnings:Smut smutty smut 18+, oral (fem receiving), exhibitionism if you squint, reader almost is caught but not really, Billy being an absolute dick, jealousy, swearing, and pet names. Tell me if I missed something wooo! First Billy Hargrove fic! Not proofread or formatted bc I’m a lazy ass bitch

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Your mom didn’t know you were dating Billy Hargrove aka the new King of Hawkins. That’s how it started. When she would work late shifts she would rarely be home after you got back from school, Billy didn’t mind showing off your relationship to Hawkins high, But to your very conservative parents? That was a different story. It was only convenient to be at your house after school. Billy didn’t want to bring you near his father and your place being technically ‘free of parents’ solved that.

“You look edible” comes Billy’s smirking drawl making you look up from your school books set on the kitchen table “I do?” You ask, corners of your lips turned up hoping to play into his hands. “Would you like me to show you?” He grins wolfishly, tongue sliding quickly across his incisors. Mirroring his grin you nod cheekily, shivering when he ghosts his lips over yours. “I’d love it.” You whisper back, smiling as he pulls your chair out settling by your thighs. His larger callused hands rubbing circles into them. You tilt your head back when he slips your jeans off and presses a heated kiss to the inside of your upper thigh. “Awh darlin’ what’s gotten you all worked up like this?” Billy teases, desire evident in his blown pupils. “Just make me cum, Hargrove.”

You bite back a moan as he chuckles darkly, removing your panties with his teeth. “Like this baby?” He licks a strip of your core tongue stopping at the edge of your throbbing clit. “Billy please!” You whine as he smiles toothily. “Or like this.” He puts is index finger inside of you quickly finding your g-spot. You let out a small moan. “Please just fuck me.” You whine slightly louder “There we go, it wasn’t that hard to ask me nicely was it?” You let out a groan as he starts to suck bringing his index and middle finger to trace circles around your hole.

“Billy-ah-please- fucking hell~” you moan softly to the blonde who again chuckles pulling you closer to his mouth a small trail of drool in the corner of his lips. His eyes were pure pupil now. The blue of his iris completely hidden. A raw and animalistic grunt comes from Billy as you tighten around his tongue as he slips it inside of you, his fingers coming to do small figure 8’s at your clit. You’re starting to buck up into him moaning his name loudly, the way he likes when you hear your garage door opening. You jump. “Shit-baby wait!” hearing the slight fear in your voice Billy looks up just in time for you to shove him under the table. “What the actual fu-”

The door opens to reveal your mother arm filled with groceries she sets on the table “Oh! Hello honey.” She smiles at you warmly and you try your best to shift the tablecloth shielding Billy from view. “Hello mama” you smile back in what you hope is the same warmth and not fear. “I’m almost late for my job but I’ll spend a few minutes putting away these grocerie-” “I’ll do it for you!” You say maybe a bit to loudly. “Thank you sweetie!” Your mother smiles at you and you hope she’ll leave sooner without an excuse to stay for longer.

Unfortunately your wish isn’t granted. You feel Billy’s hand on your bare thigh scooting up. You try bouncing your leg to get him to stop but he grabs your calf, getting you to fall into silence when he presses a kiss onto you. “So,” your mother says making you jump then glow furiously red “I heard there is a school dance coming up.” Your mother was notorious for trying to set you up with various boys she thought would be good “dates” for you. And this halloweens dance wasn’t different. You planned on saying you were going with friends, but meeting up with Billy there. You hear Billy growl softly beneath you, possessiveness already evident.

Your blushed cheeks darken, clearly sensing where this is going. “You should ask that Harrington boy,” your mother prods “he seems very nice. I was talking to him today and he said he would take you.” Your about to chide her for asking when Billy’s teeth graze your thigh then sink down. It takes you biting your lip to keep in the breathy moan fighting to come out of you. “If you ask me,” your mother continues, oblivious to your flustered state when Billy presses a long kiss up against your clothed cunt. “That boy is smitten with you, he always asks me how your doing when I go into the family video” “oh I-um didn’t know-” you gasp as Billy drags your panties down once more “Something wrong?” Your mom asks looking at you in concern. “Not at all.” You grit back as Billy’s tongue languidly circles your entrance. “So? Will you take him?” Your mother interrogates “I-um-hnghh- maybe” a harsh suckle on your clit indicated that if you said yes, Billy would make your life which already was living hell, way worse.

Your mother sighs “Whatever you do, do NOT humor that Hargrove kid, he doesn’t have good intentions at heart.” You squeak as she mentions your boyfriends name. You feel Billy laugh softly into your pussy. The vibrations making your mouth water. “Wh-whatever do you mean? h-he’s always been sweet to me.” You try to deflect this question “Oh I’ve seen the way you look at him sweetie, I understand he’s a handsome boy… I just worry” your mom continues and you struggle to get a full breath when Billy gives an appreciative lick to your clit.

“I’ll be sure to think about that.” you say “good. Oh look at the time I better be off” you tense as she comes over and hugs you, “b-bye mama!” You struggle to say as she closes the door behind her. You then breathe a sigh of relief “YOU ABSOLUTE FUCK!” you yell at Billy who has scooted back out from under the table and is looking up at you, fake innocence in his eyes. “Oops. Rather me stop?” He drawls smirking when you vigorously shake your head “I told you to make me cum.” you start to giggle but it quickly turns into a moan as he begins to attack your pussy harshly again.

You grab Billy’s hair pulling him closer to you as you begin to fall apart. You hear him groan loudly as you do “all fucking mine got it?” He bites looking up at you. “Not fucking Hargrove’s, not any other bastard at that fucking school.” You let out a mewl as he bites down into you “fuckin’ say it” he grunts out voice slightly muffled by your plush walls. “A-all yours-fuck yes- All fucking yours Billy- please.” You whimper to him as his strong arms wrap around your waist pulling you even closer. “Atta girl” he mouths as you grind into him. “You taste so fuckin good sweetheart.” He murmurs into your dripping core “such a good fucking girl”

Your body contorts with pleasure at this hips arching into his mouth, Billy’s arms the only thing keeping you in the chair. “Wanna cum- oh fucking shit-Billy please!!” You cry out as you feel the winding cord of want start to snap deep in your belly “do it. Cum on my tongue. Wanna taste you” Billy orders. Your vision blurs for a moment and you let out the most pornographic moan. One you can’t even tell you made the sound. Your body is quaking with pleasure, simply scorching. And when Billy comes up face dripping from what was apparently you squirting. You ignite. A second small tremor rocks your body.

“Holy fucking shit” Billy moans at your open mouthed stare. Eyes still darkened from his actions. “Keep that up and I’m gonna bend you over the fucking counter.” You whine at the thought but manage to choke out “bet.” You both burst out laughing as Billy’s form wraps around yours enveloping you in a tight hug. “Love you” you mumble as he begins to kiss your collarbone softly “what was that??”

“You fucking heard me Hargrove.”

Billy was such a dick. But he was in love with you too.

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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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Underestimate -- A Billy Hargrove Smut Blurb

Anonymous Said: “Billy smut prompt!!! I just saw this on a post and thought you might like to do something with it: “Open your eyes, sweetheart. i wanna watch you fall apart.”

Summary: it’s smut yall

PAIRING: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Word Count: 1257

Warnings: SMUTTY

A/N: look this was just supposed to be a blurb but it’s obviously a bit longer. Regardless, I hope you enjoy my first real smut on here.

“Open your eyes, sweetheart. i wanna watch you fall apart.” He mumbled above you.

The mere words could have caused your body to ripple in a high but you refrained. As close as you were to cumming you wanted to hold out for as physically long as possible.

Sex with Billy was unlike any other you had experienced, though that list wasn’t long. Compared to the others you had slept with no one could make you orgasm like he did. You were convinced he had super powers, the way his fingers moved in and out of your pussy like slow burning lightening. Or how his tongue curled around your clit until you were screaming for release. Or maybe it was how he thrusted in and out of you, his hips swerving against yours as he managed to find your g-spot every time. You couldn’t remember the last time he didn’t have you trembling against the sheets.

This time though you wanted to wait, to sustain the overwhelming pulse of pleasure he was filling you with for as long as possible to give you the best orgasm possible...after he came.

Billy had this strange need to get you off before himself, a superior need. Something you had assumed made him feel dominant. So you would wait it out.

“Y/N.” Your eyes fluttered open, breathlessly darting your eyes upwards to meet his darkened blues. His face was flushed with color and beads of sweat, bottom lip caught between his teeth as his released a quick, shaky, moan. “Cum.”

You shook your head. Instead of following his demand you dragged your hand up his spine, nails dancing against his skin until they both rest on the back of his neck. Your actions caused him to raise his eyebrows in confusion, melding together before he faulted.

Billy’s body was beginning to shudder, the beating of his pulse matching almost perfectly with the throbbing of his cock buried deep inside of you. He was going to cum.

“W-What are you doing? Hey—“ his hand which previously rested at the side of your head grabbed the point of your chin, taking it between his index finger and thumb before directing your attention. “What are you doing?”

If you had the strength to you would have smirked, giggled even. But the two of you had been going at it all night and as much as you liked to brag about your stamina in comparison to Billy’s you could feel yourself wearing out.

His thrusts started slow due to his focus now retaining on you not cumming, but you couldn’t have that..not when he was so close.

“Mh-mh.” You hummed, shaking your head once more before doing the unexpected.

Using the strength in your core you curled your hips, rolling both of your bodies until you were quite literally sat on top. Shock resonated all over Billy’s face, his expression priceless and most definitely something you would remember. He opened his mouth to speak out of surprise or disapproval but you cut him off.

Slowly your slick pussy slid back down his rock-hard dick, gliding your way back to his base until you were stuffed just as perfectly as before.

“Oh-h fuck.” Billy groaned aloud. He appeared as though he didn’t even know what to do with himself, the pleasure created by your warmth completely overwhelming.

His skin rippled in waves of delight and he swore to himself you had never felt so fucking good before. Billy loved your body, watching you come out of your shell in ways he knew only he had inspired. And he knew this was one of those moments.

His hands found your waist, clasping around the skin as he buried his digits in. You griped, directing your palms to his chest before grinding your hips forward and backwards moving leisurely to find your own rhythm.

The movement aided in the build up of the knot burning in the pit of your stomach. Rotating back and forth with a mission to make Billy spill.

“Babe—Christ, if y-you keep moving like that I’m gonna—“ you cut him off, leaning forward until your breast were pressed against his bare chest and your lips were on his. Tongue slipping between them you kissed Billy with all of the movement he had done to yours a million times before. Those kisses that made you hot without a second to think. You wanted to make him cum after all, so you had to make it good and pull out the tricks.

“Gonna what Billy?” You purred against his skin, the tip of your tongue drawing over his bottom lip before you kissed him once more. He hummed in response, a whine beginning to rupture from the back of his throat to which you interrupted.

You sank your teeth into his lip, dragging it from his lips and nibbling the heated flesh. It earned a growl, the noise rumbling in his chest which vibrated your palms. A smile curved the corners of your mouth before you drew back, spine straightening as you refocused on riding him.

Swiveling and twisting you released a sharp out cry just to egg him on as you deepened his cock inside of you.

“Ohhh fuck m-me.” His eyes tightened shut, words catching in gullet. The pleasure had nearly reached its peak, blood pumping so hard into his cock Billy was sure he was only moments away from cumming inside of you.

If this was any other situation he would’ve stopped, if your pussy didn’t feel so good wrapped around him or his pride got them best of him he would’ve flipped you back onto your back long ago. But that wasn’t what was happening here, no, this was an experience even Billy Hargrove couldn’t pass up.

Which is why he didn’t hold back the twitches or the begging for you to ‘Keep going. Yeah baby just like that.’

And it made your whole body light up in a flame. You of course were just as close to cumming, that knot in your stomach an instant or so from coming undone. But you didn’t get the chance to, because Billy did first.

Without any control over his body Billy’s hips bucked upwards and the boy whimpered, mouth agape to speak or mutter something. He was unable to though as he quite abruptly sputtered into you.

It was hot and seemed never-ending. It just kept going and going until the friction of his cock jerking uncontrollably against the walls of your pussy sent you over the edge.

The earth stuttered on its axis as you quaked on top of Billy’s sweat covered figure. A familiar sensation of fire pooling in your abdomen caused you to rasp out a cry into the dark of your bedroom. Shockwaves of immense pleasure rippled in your skin until you froze up and let it all flow through you.

Losing all strength in your body you collapsed on top of your boyfriend’s chest, both of you completely exhausted and panting for breath.

“Shit.” Was the first word Billy managed earning a laugh from you. He dragged the loose sheet resting at corner of the bed over your post-sex glowing skin and let out a sigh. “I didn’t know you had that in you.” He mumbled in amusement against the top of your head to which you responded with another giggle.

“Shouldn’t underestimate me then Hargrove.” Billy snorted and shook his head, dragging you closer to his side.

“You’re right. Remind me not to anymore.”

A/N: send me the holy water thanks

@gutterdreams @stevesharrlngtons @cliffordbeautoro

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irlbillyhargrove · 9 months

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I mean they’re both monsters…

Billy looking at his Dad vs Billy looking at the Mindflayer.

well this looks familiar...

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only as alone as i wanna be | [bh]

A/N: Well instead of working on my Peter Parker writing challenge fic, Billy Hargrove won’t leave my brain alone. So here we go.

I’ve retconned the Billy & Max relationship a bit for this, so it’s a lil au. Sorry!

Please let me know if you think I should continue!

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!Reader (I’m still trying to get the hang of writing for the “reader.” Hopefully this is vague enough that you can imagine yourself. If not, send me feedback so I can get better!)

Warnings: Language. Passing, vague mentions of sex. Some Billy Hargrove chain-smoking. Bad writing with a jumpy plot. Seriously, I think I’m way too abrupt. Please send feedback. This one is probably doomed for a re-write.

Word Count: 2.4k of nonsensical, self-important musical references and haphazard, fleeting feelings.

Summary: The snarky record store girl does not like Billy Hargrove. Not at all.

**NOT MY GIF!**

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Winter, 1984

The bell dinged above the door, a jarring interval between the wistful tones of Siouxsie and the Banshees’ Take Me Back. Prompting you to look up from your stack of records in mild annoyance. It had been such a productive day until now, and the vinyl wasn’t going to restock itself.

Well.

Had you known Mr. Born-In-The-USA-Bruce-Springsteen himself was going to walk in, you would’ve played something far less his taste than Siouxsie. Just to annoy him. Serves him right, right?

He paused in the doorway of the shop, wrinkling his nose almost imperceptibly as the sound hit his ears, before striding on toward the “Pop/Rock” section of the store, thumbing his way through Motley Crue’s latest.

Figures, you thought. A man who douses himself with as much commercial-ass hairspray and cologne would like some commercial-ass garbage “metal.” Besides, you’d walked past the blue Camaro enough times in the school parking lot to hear the dulcet tones of whatever bland-ass hair metal he was currently into trying its best to blast the doors off of his beloved metal steed.

You felt a twinge of guilt. You shouldn’t judge the customers for their musical taste so quickly– but between the old church ladies who came in for Handel’s Messiah or whatever they had heard over public radio that week, and the girls from your class riffing on Madonna, you had had just about enough.

Hadn’t anyone experienced the true depth of Queen? Keep Yourself Alive, man!

You had been working at Hawkins’ local record store during the summers since childhood – Old Mr. Cohen who owned the place used to let you sort tapes into piles for cents on the hour until you were old enough for a real job. Immersed in the music since a young age, you appreciated the breadth and depth the shop had to offer– your favorites developing into pieces heavy on synth. Bonus points if the lyrics made you feel especially existential. You loved that moody shit.

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That made me emotional…🥺❤️