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hwknshellfire · 2 years

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cherry garcia

pairing: billy x fem!reader

summary: you and billy are best friends. totally platonic. except you're both in love with each other. but things change when you meet an old jaded flame on an ice cream date and billy steps in to defend you

length: 2.5k (look i love soft!Billy)

warnings: mainly fluff, soft!billy, mentions of sex, mentions of abuse (billy’s dad), mentions of untoward advances (v brief), slut shaming, mild violence

based on this request: Billy x fem reader them just spending time together cruzing in his car going for like ice cream or something and running into a dude reader had a “thing with”( she was feeling him out but didn’t like his vibe so told him she didn’t wanna date him) and the dude gets mad bc she said she didn’t wanna date and tries like insulting her and Billy isn’t about that and like roughs him up a bit mainly lots of fluff

a.n: look billy defending your honour will never not be hot to me and i would write billy forever if i could. no vol2 spoilers here. set around s3 before billy is flayed

Billy’s arm is slung around your back as he drives. There’s a casualness to it that has become familiar in the few months you and Billy had been friends. You had never been majorly popular, but Billy singled you out anyway after seeing you skip class to light up a cigarette and he knew he had to know you. Little Miss Perfect, smoking? There was definitely more to you and he had been determined to find out. And he had. He learnt everything about you and somehow became your best friend. And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t find him attractive with his long hair and easy confidence. You knew there was a darker side to him, but you knew about his dad and you understood why he was the way he was. And all you could do was be there for him.

Which is why you never said no to going on a drive with him. It was Saturday and most of Hawkins would be out and about in town. Once upon a time, you would’ve thought Billy would be embarrassed to be seen with you. But he had never once made you feel that way. And, really, how could you not fall for him?

Especially after the look he gives you now, glancing sideways at you in his Camaro and grinning when he catches you staring. “All good, doll?” he asks, hiding the smirk.

You roll your eyes. He knew the nickname drove you mad—in more ways than one. “Peachy. Where are we off to today?”

He uses the hand behind your back to wave at the open scenery. You notice that you’re driving nowhere in particular, just anywhere Billy decides to turn. “Dealer’s choice.”

“Hmm,” you hum. The sun is going down slowly but it’s still hot out, the summer in full swing by now. The pair of you had spent the morning at the community pool, Billy working and you enjoying the view, and it had been sweltering. You swore you were still feeling the effects of spending a whole day outside, so you grin and say, “Ice cream, please.”

He rolls his eyes. “You’re so predictable,” he says. You give him your infamous puppy-dog eyes and soon he’s speeding up, the wind rushing through your hair and you laugh wildly. Billy’s smile widens, enjoying seeing you so happy. “Your wish is my command, doll.”

He takes the long way, stretching out the journey for as long as possible. There’s something about the way your hair is blowing in the wind and the way your eyes crinkle as you smile and sing along to whatever song was playing on his stereo (he can’t even focus when you’re looking the way you do) that makes Billy want to stay in this moment forever. You’re different from what he expected you to be. Different from everyone, really. You’re the only person in the planet who knows exactly what he is and has never once turned their back on him. And damn, if that didn’t make him want to make you his forever. If you asked him to, he’s pretty sure he’d get down on his knees for a single piece of you. He would do anything to make you happy because to him, he owes you a lifelong debt for just being there for him, for looking after him when his dad beats him, for listening to him rant and cry about anything from his dad, to Max, to school.

When he first moved to Hawkins and started classes at school, he heard about you in passing. You weren’t a popular girl, but you were a notorious A-Grade student. You were smart and funny and beautiful and deserved to be with someone like Harrington. And yet all you had done was shoot down men like Steve. You’d picked Billy as much as he’d picked you and he couldn’t believe his luck. He’s sure that one day he’ll blink and wake up and this whole friendship will have been a dream. A cruel one where it shows him exactly what he wants only to rip it away from him.

You catch him staring at you and raise an eyebrow. “Don’t you think you should be focusing on the road?”

“Shit, yeah.” His eyes snap back to the front and he swerves to avoid a kid on a bike. You chuckle and it sends a shiver down his back. He clears his throat. “Shut up.”

You make it to the ice cream parlour as the sunsets and it feels eerily romantic as you both slide into a booth. Several people from school are around but you ignore them completely, even when they begin to whisper. Your friendship was still talked about but you never cared. Billy’s eyes dance over the groups of people looking at you and he raises a challenging eyebrow at them and they stop talking immediately. Satisfied, he turns his attention to you.

You’re already scanning the menu, unbothered by everyone else. His heart does a little flutter and he swallows thickly. “What are you going for, doll?”

Looking up, you give him an incredulous look. “Are you kidding? Like there’s more than one answer?”

Billy groans and rolls his eyes. “Right, how could I forget? One scoop strawberry, one scoop cherry garcia and a whole lotta sprinkles.”

You beam. “Ah, it’s like you know me so well.”

He snorts and gets up. “Who could forget such a disgusting combo?”

“It is not disgusting! Strawberry and cherry are both fruits, right? It’s not like I’m mixing, oh I don’t know, peanut butter and butter pecan!”

He points a stern finger at you. “Do not disrespect the butter-based ice cream flavours in front of me, doll. It won’t end well for you.” He’s joking but man did it make you both squirm. Not that even of you notice the other’s reaction to what he just said. Billy swallows and nods briefly at you before wandering up to the counter.

Alone at the table, you press your lips together, trying not to grin. Your eyes scan the menu again, going over and over the words but you’re not really reading them. No, you’re busy analysing every moment of your friendship. Sometimes the line between you two being friends and more blurred, but never enough for you to be sure about his feelings. You knew he’d been with plenty of girls and dated around sometimes, but he would drop any of them if you called him and asked to see him. Surely that means something coming from a guy like Billy?

At the counter, Billy repeats your orders to the kid behind the counter and then waits. He’s staring at the glass, at the tubs of ice creams, all various colours but they all just swirl into one big mess. Why had he said that to you? It won’t end well for you. That was the exact same kinda shit he’d say to a girl he was on a date with. He wasn’t on a date with you. You were just two best friends getting ice cream together after a long drive, in the same place most couples went to. But this definitely wasn’t a date. If it was, he would definitely have kissed you by now. Hell, you wouldn’t have even made it into the ice cream parlour.

“Um, sir?” Billy blinks and notices the ice cream guy staring at him, holding out two cups. He mutters his thanks and takes them, turning back around to see you—see you talking to another guy. Something deflates a little inside of him.

“Aw come on, sweetheart,” Mitch Bradshaw was saying to you, leaning over the booth so he towered over you. “I know you said no once but you don’t mean it, do you?”

“Yes, Jason,” you affirm. “I meant it. I’m not interested in you.”

“That’s not what you said the first time,” he smirks and it’s different from the way Billy smirks. This makes you uneasy. “Didn’t you enjoy our last date?”

“No,” you say bluntly. “I didn’t. You spent the whole time trying to feel me up and then got pissy when I said no. So, no, I didn’t enjoy it. I didn’t like your vibe man, deal with it.”

He looks wounded then, something like anger crossing his face. “Maybe you should try it again,” he says and leans forward, his face inches from yours, his arm around your shoulders the way Billy’s had been in the car. But this isn’t Billy and it feels all wrong. “I can be quite persuasive, you know.”

Before you can react, Mitch’s body is pulled away from yours and Billy’s face appears. You breathe in relief. “Hey man,” Billy says. “You hitting on, Y/N, here? Even when she said no to you?”

“Twice,” you add.

Billy grins. “Twice,” he repeats. Mitch is a couple inches smaller than Billy but he might as well have been two feet tall. He practically shrinks under Billy’s gaze, but his male bravado gets the better of him and he tries to square up, pulling himself out of Billy’s grip. “I’m thinking,” Billy continues. “That you need to scram before I show you what happens when you insult my girl here.”

My girl. God, it should be illegal for Billy to call you that when you’re just platonic. Completely platonic. Definitely platonic.

Mitch’s eyes glance between the pair of you. He scoffs. “Whatever man, she’s all yours.”

Billy’s jaw twitches but he lets it go, watching as Mitch glances at you once more and then turns to leave, his friends waiting for him like a bunch of idiots. They walk out the door of the parlour and you relax a little. Billy sits back down, the ice cream cups in one hand. How he managed to pull Mitch away and look intimidating while holding ice cream was beyond you. A Billy miracle.

“You alright, doll?” he asks you, sliding your cup over.

You shrug. “He’s an ass,” is all you say, picking up your spoon and mixing your ice cream until you have a cherry-strawberry mash-up.

Billy wrinkles his nose at you. “I can’t believe you find that delicious.”

You snort. “I can’t believe I found Mitch delicious, once, but alas here we are.”

He throws a napkin at you and you dodge, falling into a fit of laughter. He takes a second to make sure your laughter is genuine, that you’re really okay, and then he’s laughing too, even though he’s still tense. Mitch had riled him up big time. How dare he try it on with you when you’d already turned him down? Billy was many things: an ass, a jerk—he’d heard it all. But he didn’t force himself on a girl when it wasn’t wanted. Lucky for him he was just very good at telling when a girl wanted him.

Except with you.

You spend the next half an hour chatting about everything, avoiding all the subjects that were off limits unless Billy said—his dad, Max, his mom. Once both of you have finished your ice creams and Billy checks you don’t want another round (which is honestly so tempting), the pair of you leave. It’s a tad colder by the time you walk out the parlour, the night fully settled in. You shiver involuntarily and wish you had packed a jacket. Billy notices and without a word slips his denim jacket off and around your shoulders. You snuggle in, the familiar scent of Billy’s cologne enveloping you.

You don’t notice Mitch and his friends leaning against the wall as you hook your arm into Billy’s and head for his Camaro. Not until you hear him muttering, “Damn, Y/N really gets around huh?”

Billy freezes and you tense in anticipation. “Just ignore it,” you tell him, trying to get him to move again. But he wouldn’t budge.

You hear Mitch laughing. “What a slut.”

“What did you call her?” Billy asked. He let go of your arm and turned to face Mitch and his friends. They were grinning and smirking at each other.

Mitch cocks his head. “I said what a—”

Billy surges forward and pins him against the wall before he can even get the last word out. Your hands fly to your mouth. “Billy!”

Mitch pales. His eyes are wide, terrified of Billy, who simply pushes him further back into the wall. “I said,” Billy grinds out, pure rage by now. “What. Did. You. Call. Her?” Mitch shakes his head, stammering. “N-nothing, Billy, ‘m sorry!” His friends do nothing, backing away slowly.

Billy chuckles but there’s no warmth to it. This kind of laugh was reserved for these situations. Where he was trying to hold back his anger as much as possible. “Don’t apologise to me, Bradshaw.” He indicates behind him to where you stand in Billy’s jacket, chewing your lip. “Apologise to her.”

Mitch eyes you and swallows as much as he can with Billy pinning him so hard. You’re certain he’ll leave some form of bruise on Mitch. Good, you think. Let him learn what it feels like to be intimidated and marked by a man you don’t want. You lift your head, waiting. “I’m sorry, Y/N,” Mitch says, his ego all but vanished. “Didn’t mean it.”

You cross your arms and cock your head the way Mitch had done seconds ago. “That’s alright, Mitch. You say I’m a slut yet you can’t even get any action from me. Surely that says more about you than it does about me?”

Billy licks his lips and grins, proud. Mitch, however, blushes and scrambles for words as Billy drops him. He decides against saying anything and just stalks off, his friends chasing after him. Billy turns his attention on you and cackles. “I have to say, doll, I love that wicked mouth of yours sometimes.”

Another innuendo. God, what was Billy doing to you? You look at him, and he looks at you, and you decide to throw caution to the wind. You weren’t afraid of your feelings. Not after everyone thought what they wanted to think anyway. And damn did you love Billy.

You raise an eyebrow at him. “Your girl, huh?” You ask daringly, stepping closer to him until you’re nose to, well, chest. You look up at him and something dances in his eyes that you rather like the look of.

“Mm, keep teasing me, doll, and see where it gets you,” he replies darkly.

Fuck it. You wrap your arms around his neck and lean up, your lips inches from his neck as you whisper, “Maybe I want to find out.”

Billy all but groans and lifts you up, not wasting a second longer before the pair of you climb into the back of his Camaro. “Fuck, I love you, doll,” is the last thing Billy says before you’re all his, officially.

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starandcloud · 5 months

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Billy Hargrove Headcannons

Without fail he knows every word to “Stitches” by Shawn Mendez.

He can’t stand canned ravioli, it makes him sick

Billy makes sure to put max’s clothes in the dryer because she gets of out of the shower so they’re warm

He’s a middle needs autistic

He loves Spring

Billy gardens, like flowers and veggies

If it was up to him, he wouldn’t be on the basketball team, he hates sports.

He cannot write cursive “S”s and “Z”s, they kick his ass.

He prefers writing in cursive over printing

He likes rolling hills

“Fuck off” is a vocal stim and cracking his knuckles is a physical stim

He always has music playing his Walkman, it’s a sensory thing

#billy hargrove #Billy Hargrove headcannons #stranger things #st4 #stranger things 4 #faeriesberries

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billyharringson · 7 months

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Steve who becomes a dog trainer/animal sanctuary owner and gets really good at rehabilitating abused dogs. Who then meets Billy and instantly thinks 'ah this is basically an unsocialised dog that doesn't know how to play so his 'play' comes across as aggression and he snaps and snarls because he's afraid'.

Steve who makes it his mission to get this skittish, hurting man to trust him and fully employs the training techniques he uses on his dogs on Billy.

I'm talking giving him treats and praise and possibly even attempts clicker training (which started as a joke but then Billy responds to it so now Steve's stuck with a boyfriend who will trot up to him instantly with a big smile and hopeful eyes when Steve's absently clicking to himself).

Cue an incredibly confused party when they come round Steve's house and see a calm and happy Billy and Dustin's like wtf he was a spitting, feral cat like a month ago.

Then Steve asks Billy to do something (get him a drink or something) and automatically calls him a good boy and ruffles his hair when he does and suddenly everyone gets it.

Steve never hears the end of the fact that he 'domesticated' his boyfriend in the most literal sense.

#billy hargrove #stranger things #steve harrington #harringrove #headcannons

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pleasantlycrazyworld · 8 months

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Can you write where the boys react to you getting a tattoo of their initials?

Ahh!! The boys 🥰 I love the boys and I love this idea!

Billy: So cocky after finding it. He finds out during sex. You went and got it a few days prior and wanted to surprise him, so when he slipped your shirt off while kissing his neck, he was taken back. That's forever on you. He will forever be on you. To him, this just makes you his forever. "we're forever, baby," he says, smirking, but you can see how his eyes have light up, practically forming hearts. He makes himself an appointment to get your initials on him. Until it's the right time, until he is ready (if he ever is ready), this is his "marriage" to you until the time comes for you to legally take his last name.

Eddie: loses. it. Oh my God, you broke this man! He is more in love with you somehow especially if this is your first tattoo. "Holy fuck" he whispers to himself as he softly grazes the new addition to your body. He would already have your initials done and when you saw them you joke about getting his on you but you saw the way his eyes lit up even if he tried to laugh it off. He wants it on display, this just proves how strong your love for each other is, however he refuses to let anyone see it if it is located on a part of you that is for his eyes only. You getting this done really just reassures him that you will be his wife as soon as he can get a ring and the courage to ask.

Steve: To me, he is the only one who is a bit upset that you went and did this. Not because he disapproves, it is your body you do you. But it's just so permanent in his mind, and it makes his insecurities come out some. What if you break up and now hate him AND he's on your body for like ever!?! He expresses these concerns, and you reassure him that you would never have gotten it done if you didn't want to remember him for the rest of your life. It doesn't matter if you break up tomorrow, Steve has done so much for you that you will remember him for this lifetime and the next.

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If you want to be added to the taglist let me know! I'm planning on redoing it soon

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pinkkinoko · 2 years

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I’m just having fun with the dynamic, I’m not even joking when I say I had such a RIDE drawing this it was so satisfying lol

#art #fanart #artists on tumblr #digital art #stranger things #stranger things fanart #eddie munson #billy hargrove #mungrove #harringrove is still my top but I’m just having so much fun drawing this #booksmart glasses wearing billy is also peak headcannon

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guessthestrangers · 2 years

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Dating Billy Hargrove hc Part 1

Billy Hargrove x f!henderson!reader

Part 2 is up!!!!

warnings: mentions of anxiety, reader gets hurt by accident, Billy being protective, almost swearing

Note: If you don’t have anything ok to say about this character please scroll past this. (I don’t own stranger things or any characters you know the drill).

I’m going on a 7 hour flight rn so pleasee give me feedback or requests!! Thanks strangerssss

-him being super duper protective of you, but in a way that made you feel safe and comfortable

-he never EVER does anything that could hurt you

-he reassures you all the time when you’re anxious or worried

-he lets you squeeze his hand as hard as you want when you’re nervous

-he supports you when you need it

-but he HATES your longtime friendship with Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington

-he finds it cute that you have such an amazing bond with the party

-considering you’re Dustin’s sister— he was actually really surprised

-when you met, he was SURE you were his age

-even though you have curls like your bro (let’s assume), you don’t look alike that much

-Dustin being like ‘wHAT. Not hIM anyone but HIm. why don’t you DATE STEVE INSTEAD.’ when he finds out

-even though he’s all bad boy ‘I dont care about the consequences’ at school, he freaking melts and becomes a lil cinnamon bun around you which you pride yourself on cuz you won’t see him going soft for someone like Carol :)

-you’re complete opposites in personality though

-it’s why he calls you angel

-and why he’s so protective

-“Don’t toUCh MY angel!” He would bark at anyone who comes too close

-A real Slytherpuff relationship, who’s who?

-When he first comes to school on his first day at Hawkins high

-He sees you with your friends

-and ksajdbsksn you had about a gazillion things in your arms (like you always do)

(-sometimes your friends jokingly makes fun of you for it-

-and Billy would go in protective mode even if they’re your friends

-“Whadjusay ‘bout Angel?”

-“They’re just kidding, baby”

-He glares at them but makes an effort to show them that he’s a good boyfriend to you always)

-You were making your way to math with your friends when he bumped into you, when you were trying to avoid the figure that was moving way to harshly with Tommy H. and Carol.

-you hadn’t really payed attention to him or seen his face yet

-But you could freaking tell that he would cause some trouble in this town

-and your first instinct was to stay away from him

-and even though it was his fault you now had a gash on your right forearm and dropped more than half of your things on the floor, you apologized. Because that’s what ya do

-But Billy—

-oh, Billy Boy—

-he freaked the heck out

-not only because he hurt you, but because he knew— just knew— that you were going to be someone meaningful to him.

-“I’m so sorry! Let me help you with that!” Billy rushes out, helping you pick up your things. (Tommy being like shutt up Billy)

-“oh, shi—“ you start saying, before a teacher comes and is starting to lead you too the nurse’s, despite your many protests if you saying you were fine and that you’d survive a cut and that you could rince it off in the bathroom

-Billy followed right behind

-apologizing profusely

-but not so loud that others could hear

-more out of habit

-because kjdjsdkbfddx the boy had a reputation to hold up

-and little did he know that later on—after getting to know you— he wouldn’t even care if he cried in front of everyone for you

-because the minute you started telling him about yourself or what your passions are or literally anything related to you

-he’d start falling

-he’d fall in love so darn hard

-that he was amazed that you fell just as hard as he did

(part 2?)

#billy hargrove #billy stranger things #billy hargrove x reader #stranger things #stranger things season 3 #stranger things season 2 #soft!billy hargrove #tommy h #henderson!reader #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove x f!reader #Billy #guess the strangers #billy hargrove hc #billy hargrove headcannon

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sinnercryer · 2 years

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“Looking bitchin stevie!!”

Boyfriend’s doing boyfriend things :))

(I was gonna add billy but I got too lazy maybe I’ll do it another time)

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #billy hargrove #harringrove #billy x steve #strangerthings #my art #steddie art #steve x eddie #this would be my second time drawing both steve and Eddie #steddigrove #I love my boys sm #Eddie doing Steve and Billy’s makeup #one of my favorite headcannons

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that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main · 2 years

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Being Frank Castle's Daughter in Hawkins

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reader: female | Age: 17-18 range

Characters mentioned: Dustin (briefly, ST), Jonathan Byers (breifly, ST), Joyce Byers (brefily, ST), Steve Harrington (ST), Nancy Wheeler (Breifly, ST) , Billy Hargrove (ST), Frank Castle (MCU), Matt Murdock (MCU), Peter Parker (breifly MCU), Kate Bishop (breifly, MCU)

type: headcannons + drabbles,

A/N: When you hyper fixate on two very different shows so you put them together, basically a Stranger Things x MCU type deal, also i know timelines dont match up just. Let it happen. Also. This got really long

Warnings: typical violence from stranger things and marvel, mentions of weapons not the use of them but still

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So moving to Hawkins Indiana, was supposed to be "laying low" for both of you

As Known, he the famous Punisher: and with you: not being biologically his daughter, but barring his last name put a tag on your neck as well

Luckily you were trained well and had been through one or two superheroes in your life, like your father you're pretty morally gray

Hawkins was pretty cheap, depending on where you guys lived, there was no point in a big house either so you both lived someone in a cabin off the main road, it was small but better than run-down new york apartments with no windows

You bet to be sure as soon as mothers see the new truck they start talking.

"Not bad..." Y/n spoke looking around her room, "Hey, it's got a window."

Frank chuckled leaning against the door frame as he looked back at her, "You like it?"

"It's nice." Y/n told him setting a box down "It's gonna be weird being so calm..."

"Murdock's got the landline." Frank spoke, "He'll be beggin' for another fight. It won't be long before we're back fightin'."

Y/n nodded, "Gonna miss all those shit-head Avengers. Remember the battle with me and you, we were going against Cap and that Winter Soldier guy. Those guys would just not get off our asses."

"Good memories, you'll make more kid." He told, ruffling her hair, "Get your room together."

And with that Y/n was left alone in the room

You guys like, have to go shopping for food and you feel like you in a zoo

People staring oddly at you, and kids pointing at you

Franks at another store, and you're feeling slightly anxious as you're grabbing a few things for a quick dinner

Luckily the lady checking you out is sweet:

"Don't worry about them." She spoke scanning the items, "Nothing exciting happens around Hawkins, new faces it's like seeing a celebrity."

"oh, yeah...yeah." Y/n nodded watching the woman bag everything eyes not knowing where to fall she found the woman's name tag, "Thank you, Ms.Joyce."

She smiled sweetly, "It's no problem at all. Where you coming from?"

"New York City." Y/n started, engaging in the small talk.

"Hm, the big apple," Joyce smiled, "Must be quite a change."

"yes, Ma'm," Y/n responded.

"Well, we're open 24 hours here, " She started pushing some clanky buttons on the cash register, then hitting it aggressively, "Thing never wants to work- there we are. 5.96."

Y/n handed her the money exactly and Joyce thanked her, y/n said goodbye and left out the store with the two bags in hand.

Walking back to the truck you see a radio shack as you pass, Frank's not at the truck so you dip in for a quick look

So far all of the adults are nice, nice to see a new face and make small talk.

But soon you left and Frank was waiting for you in the truck

"Got it all."

"Yeah," Y/n responded as she got in closing the door behind her, it was silent as Frank drove off.

"Did you get stared and pointed at?" Y/n asked.

"yeah."

at least she wasn't alone there

So they got home and put all the groceries away, and that's when Y/n realized the bag.

"You know, this is making me think that you're sending me to school." Y/n started holding up the school supplies, "you're not sending me to school, right?"

"Independent study ain't gonna get you nowhere here kid-"

"Are you kidding!? You said I wouldn't have to go!" Y/n argued, "You said as long as I'm on an independent study I can go on patrols with you!"

"There is nothing to go after out here, kid! What are you gonna do? Go shoot every damn animal you see in the forest?" He argued back, "We're not in New York no more, No more patrol, no more independent study! You start Monday, that's it."

Already arguing on your first day in a new city, yay

You yourself end up skipping dinner and just finish putting your room together, after all, the day after tomorrow you are a damn high schooler.

He lets you calm down, and makes breakfast in the morning for the both of you

Well he said he got some construction or quarry job- something labor intensive so you're not the only one trying to go back to normal

The days spent cleaning again and putting the few things you own away

You go into town again the next day: you had both just bought stuff for dinner the other day, and you needed actual food in the house now

Hence the grocery store

You thought that small market where that lovely lady was filled with stares? Just look at it now

You guys stick together for this one, eyes are everywhere just stare at you

You're for sure not you're typical "girl" most are wearing skirts and nice blouses

You're literally dressed just like your dad, combat boots and all

Yeah you definitely weren't gonna be popular at school you could already feel it

"Get something for lunch tomorrow." and off to the fruit section y/n went, and quickly too, to pick up a bag of peaches and apricots

"Mommy, mommy, look at the pretty girl-"

"Don't look, sweetheart, that is not beauty,"

god people are such a-holes for no reason

"Don't worry." A boy spoke, "I think you're super cool. Like you're about to go monster hunting."

"Thanks?" Y/n spoke.

"Dustin Dustin Henderson." He introduced.

"Nice to see someone doesn't think I'm a psycho path." Y/n spoke, "Even if they are, what? ten?"

"I'm 13." "Close enough." Y/n shrugged walking off.

"Wait! Wait!" he called rushing after her.

"I heard you from across the sea, is it true?"

"What? No, I'm from New York." Y/n argued.

"That was going to be my second guess." He spoke, "And is equally as cool!"

"Look kid, I gotta get back to my dad." Y/n told him, "Can I help you with something?"

He looked at her and Y/n raised an eyebrow, "Okay I actually need something from the top shelf."

"Yeah, where is it, kid."

You helped him get what he wanted and he thanked you: calling you cool once more and then rushed off.

You had a feeling just deep down that was gonna come bite you in the ass later on, somehow, not sure how, but it would

You met back up with Frank and went to check out

Yes, great more stares, Women think Frank's good-looking and Y/n's just in the way of the view

Now you gotta go to school the next day and put up with the same shit

Literally Frank has to search your bag for weapons before you go: your so used to carrying concealed weapons because of Patrols and independent study it didn't matter, so he literally pats you down

"You can't take pocket knives to school!"

"I don't get it!? Why not!"

"It's not battle royal, it's who can get to the cafeteria first- that's it."

"Sounds pretty battle royal to me-"

"Get in the truck."

He drops you off and is really worried

not for you of course, for the other kids

yeah yeah, they should be scared.

Guess who you're lockers next to Billy FUCKING Hargrove

And some girls are too busy flirting to realize they're in your way

"Excuse me." Nothing.

"Hey!" Nothing

Okay now you're shoving them out the way

"Watch it." One girl ordered Y/n looking back at her, rolling her eyes

Billy can already tell your a city kid like him, it's a city kid thing.

and casually interrupts the a-hole girls to ask him where your classes were.

"Down the hall..." He spoke looking her over, "Brooklyn?"

"New York, Hells Kitchen." she responded, "L.A, San Fransico?"

"Guilty as charged city bird," he smirked

Oh that's a good shit disturbed friendship forming

well at least Hawkins wouldn't be as boring as you thought

No one really tried to introduce themselves to you

Yet King Steve the hair Harrington did almost run into you with his food tray but you stopped him catching his tray and handing back over before you go to sit down to eat

That's where you meet you guessed it: Johnathan Byers, seems like he's an eat-alone guy too

You guys don't really meet but acknowledge one another

Then some guy and his girl come to pick on him but you're not in the mood.

"You mind moving somewhere else?" Y/n called to the one and only Tommy Hagan.

"Aw, are we disrupting the new girl?" Carol laughed

"I'll be disrupting your fuckin face if you don't leave him alone," Y/n argued.

"Hey you don't talk to her like that," Tommy argued Y/n standing up.

"Or what? You're gonna punch me? Gonne slap me?" Y/n spoke walking closer to him, he stumbles back, "Gonna try and fight and you're gonna lose, you'll be on the floor within the second, I dare you, throw that punch."

Tommy had tripped over his feet falling to the ground, she had drawn unwanted attention as she towered over him in the center of the cafeteria, Y/n walking away from him to return to her food.

Johnathan thanked her and tried to introduce himself to her

Then PE happened, where she officially met Harrington.

Girls sat on the bench while they watched shirtless and covered boys play basketball

yet of course Y/n jumped in and played ball instead, girls officially hate you, being able to be that close with Billy and Steve,

the coach allowed you to play too: you only thought, he didn't want to hear about a nail being broken

Steve introduced himself during water break while, but then again you don't introduce yourself

"New Yorker thinks she's too good for us." Billy chimed in, "isn't that right?"

Y/n continued in drinking water with no response.

"Leave her alone." Steve defended.

"No let him keep running his mouth, maybe he'll finally speak some sense."

"I wouldn't get cocky with me City bird." Billy shot back

"Is that a threat?" Y/n deflected getting in his face.

"Maybe it is."

"Me and you on the court. Now."

Let's just say you really gave him a run for his money

Dude you robbed him of his money

The one-on-one game consists of you two shoving and pushing, trying to trip the other

"Is it just me." Steve spoke to a classmate beside him, "Or does the new kid seem."

"Over the top strong?"

"Yeah." Steve spoke watching Y/n knock Billy down, "i would hate to be on her bad side."

Yeah if you weren't already the talk of the school you are now

Steve once again tries to introduce himself to you.

"Steve Harrington."

"I know who you are."

"Wow, am I that popular?" He teased.

"What do you want."

"You don't take to new people very well."

Y/n opened her locker, "Okay, listen."

"All ears."

"You're the popular dude, who gets all the girls and has rich parents, yada, yada, yada, why are you talking to me. because I'm not sleeping with you."

"what? no! no!" Steve argued, "I thought you were really cool, the whole school saw you take down Tommy Hagan with just standing there. Not to mention how you took on Hargrove."

Y/n looked over at him, and he smiled trying to persuade her.

"Y/n. Y/n Castiglione."

You've officially had a "friend" according to Steve

When school's out, you're more than running to go home.

But Frank's at work, or whatever he does now and you're walking home

"hey!" Steve called, "Need a ride home?"

Y/n looked beside her, Steve driving alongside her: "Come on, Were friends now!"

Y/n sighed and walked over, opening the door, "Try anything Harrington and I'll stab you."

"Alright, Alright." Steve spoke, "Just watch the hair and the face."

The town werido and class king driving home together

But when you told him to drop you off he's confused.

"But there's no house here." Steve defended.

"I know." Y/n spoke getting out the car.

"Wait! Wait! Could I atleast get your landline?" He asked.

"What?" Y/n questioned.

"You know. The house phone." Steve spoke.

Y/n was silent, "...why?"

"To call you?" Steve questioned: what else would he need the house number phone, "You know. Invite you to go out with us. Have fun."

"In Hawkins?"

"Its not as bad as you think sometimes." Steve shrugged, "or we could, I dont know hang out somewhere."

"I give you the number you stop askin questions?"

"Absolutely."

So Steve got the land line.

Maybe having steve as a friend wouldn't be so bad.

But with Hw done and no libary card, you resort to calling Matt Murdock.

"Aw. Miss me already?" Matt chuckled.

"I would be lying if I said no." Y/n defended leaning against the wall.

"Come on can't be that bad." He tried to defend, "Make any friends?"

Y/n shrugged on her end, " Yeah I guess. This guy named Steve Harrington. Thinking about looking into him."

"Y/n you're making friends not finding people to background check." Matt defended.

"Maybe I wouldn't have to background check anyone if Frank would give me my damn knife back." Y/n protested.

"Y/n." Matt started, "I know it's hard to adjust. I do. But you're not gonna need a knife or pistol everywhere you go."

Y/n sighed. Matt was right, she'd have to adjust: and no not like you adjust on a mission, but genuinely adjust to the surrondings to a new daily life.

"If I can get Foggy to let me go I'll come visit you both." Matt told, "just because you've wiggled your way into my soft spot doesnt mean you're both not on my radar."

Y/n chuckled, Matt had become somewhat of an Uncle-ish dad-ish figure. Someone that calmed her down unlike Frank who was bad at it.

"Hey. Send me somethin local and maybe. Maybe. I'll send you somethin back?" Matt tried to suggest: keep her busy, "We could be pen pals."

Y/n smiled, "Yeah I'd like that."

He smiled, "Love ya kiddo."

"Love you too." Y/n responded and the call ended.

What you'd do to be in new york right now

Fighting crime, Sneaking out, eatting pizza from hole in the wall place, breakfast early morings after a busy night

Waiting for Frank seemed useless at this point: as early evening became late evening and late evening became night

And at 10pm steve harrington called.

"Hello?"

"Seems like I got the right number after all." Steve spoke on the other side of the phone

What you thought would be a short conversation turned into a full blown three hours,

Turns out Steve was alot of fun to talk too, all she had to do is open herself up a bit

He asked about her mostly, Typical new kid shit

Steve was a bit cocky still: but just for good fun and seemed Genuine

"You Y/n Castiglione seem like a bad ass."

"And why's that?" Y/n questioned.

"Well for one you stood up to Billy Hargrove."

Y/n chuckled, "You're still on about that?"

"Was that a chuckle? I heard a chuckle. I must be gettin' pretty good." Steve joked.

Finally you guys get off the phone

And you go to bed.

So. Maybe Hawkins wouldn't be too bad.

The first week seems Normal: Steve introduced you to Nancy Wheeler his girlfriend

You seemed off about her: she looked like one of the girls making fun of you at the store

You keep yourself quiet though, you also dont eat with them during lunch, but rather Jonathan, simply because you guys eat in silence

You and Billy contuine to go at it: occasionally shoves from each other in the hallways and eye rolls during class. You guys really go at it during PE, Especially when Wrestling came along

The girls think your aboustley imodest in your shorts and sports bra wreslting the boys

Most are just jealous your in such contact with the guys

At first there was the "that guy" who always has to make a comment about you but he really did shut up before you could even turn his world upside down.

Why? You honestly have no idea

But when the guy comes back that friday with a black eye you still have no clue

Alot of the girls sum it up to you doing it

You thought all would be fine, you feel like your being distanced from Frank though

With him working long days into nights you feel like that bond is wearing down.

But luckily Matt keeps in touch with you. Peter Parker's called you along with Kate Bishop saying they miss you

You miss them all too. But atleast Harrington calls you daily, same time: just to bullshit together

So your first week wasnt bad, during the weekend you and Frank Lazy around, playing a board game here and there

You actually send Matt that package he wanted so thats off your list.

You also go on your own little nature hikes and your not too far from the lake.

And when you come back you're weapons are displayed on your bedroom wall and you're so excited.

He says its somewhat of a present

And its not all your weaponary, just your favorites The rest is in the floorboard

Still: you put blood sweat and tears into those weapons so you were happy

Ah yes your pristine knife collection

Week one? If you had to rate it solid 7/10

Then week two starts

Oh god week two

Monday was good for no one: especially not you

She opened her locker, just for open cartons of milk and raw eggs to fall and splatter onto her chlothes, people starring and starting to laugh

Luckily you had extra chlothes in your pe locker

Or so you thought

Someone had broken into those and covered specifically the ass part of your shorts in red and brown paint and the same with your shirt.

So you just skipped Monday

It was actually as you were leaving Billy was just coming in.

"What the hell happened to you city bird?" Billy questioned getting no response as she walked past him, "City Bird!"

Still no answer he sighed, "Castiglione! Im talking to you!"

She looked back, "what the fuck does it look like Hargrove!" She argued.

It was silent between them, "Get in." He ordered, "But don't get any of that shit on my seats. Take your shoes off before you get it."

"I don't want a hand out."

"I didn't fuckin ask. Now get in the car." He told.

So he drove you home, all the way home.

You could careless at this point as he followed you in the house

He didnt comment about the house and followed you into your room

"It's either you're bat shit crazy or you're just crazy." He spoke looking at the knives on the wall as she grabbed some chlothes to change into.

She changed into a fresh set of chlothes with him in the room as his back was to her, he still looking at the collection she tossing the old chlothes in her hamper as she fell back on her bed.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" He argued.

"What?" Y/n asked looking at him, "whats wrong with what Im wearing."

"No wonder you look like shit everytime you go to school. Don't have a damn mirror in here." Billy spoke looking around, "Fuck you don't have one at all."

"Okay? And?" Y/n spoke.

"Well get ready City Bird." Billy told, Y/n raising her eyebrows, "You're dumbass is going shopping."

"Hah." Y/n laughed, "no."

Oh no

You dont get it, he picked up your ass, and DRAGGED you

"Billy!" Y/n defended, "the fuck! Unhand me! You peice of shit!"

"Stop fuckin trashin' we're going." Billy protested throwing her into the passanger seat.

So now instead of being in school you're shopping, for chlothes with Billy Fucking Hargove.

Alrighty then

He thinks you have a horrible sense of style

And you do? Kinda? You do wear just Frank's old chlothes

Atleast he got you out of cargo pants and into some denim jeans

He's got you in style now

Accidentally matching him one day will end up being a problem.

So you spent your monday bullshitting around town with Billy becoming actual friends

Not telling Frank that you skipped your second Monday wont hurt him.

Part two

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nebraska-is-a-myth · 2 years

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No because you have to understand, I don't love Billy hargrove in a -he's hot I want to fuck him- kinda way.

I love Billy hargrove in a - I understand he has faults and is constantly an asshole to others but deserved better, abused his whole life by a bigoted father who forced him to reflect those same ideals, abandoned by the only person who ever cared for him, never had any real friends, could only rely on himself, homesick for a home he never had, forced to conform to a version of masculinity he despised, English nerd, grade A student, repressed gay man who used his oversexualised relationships with women to distract from a queerness that cost him the only safety and stability he ever had, resented his sister and stepmother for being spared his father's abuse but longed for a meaningful bond with someone who might finally understand him, would do anything to make sure Max didn't have to grow up as afraid as he did; even if his methods weren't great, weirdly obsessed with Steve harrington, sacrificed himself to prove to his sister that despite being controlled his entire life, saving her was a choice he made - kinda way.

#a lot of this is headcannons #but headcannons I believe with my full chest #billy hargrove deserved better #hes an asshole but cant really flourish into a kind person under the roof of neil hargrove #kept the harringrove breif but know that I could have kept going #stranger things #billy hargrove #max mayfield #steve harrington #nebraska speaks #i have a lot of thoughts about billy okay #he never leaves my mind

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sinfulserpents · 2 years

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Wish you well

Billy Hargrove x reader

warnings: s4 spoilers! violence, the upside down (usual stranger things shit), angst, mentions of billy :"(((

summary: struggling with Billy's death, you try to come to terms with the fact that the Upside Down still haunts you - this time, in worse ways.

a/n: i’m still not dealing with billy’s death well so this is what comes out of it. Also this doesn’t follow the cannon timeline of season 4 for creative purposes, pls don’t attack me.

You struggled the most in the Spring.

While everyone seemed to move on, your days stood at a still. You weren’t sure how it almost meant nothing to anyone else, you felt almost angry that everyone who pretended to be his friends didn’t even come to his funeral.

The weather was gloomy, the sky dark and threatening to rain as you stood around his open grave. You didn’t move from where you were standing, eyes locked on the figure of Neil Hargrove who was sobbing - you hated him. Billy hated him.

You listened as he spluttered some speech about how life wouldn’t be the same without his son and how a parent is never supposed to outlive their child knowing it was all a bunch of bullshit. He never loved Billy, you thought.

When it was your turn to speak you couldn’t move, your feet felt heavy - like they were being stuck to the ground in cement. Tears clouded your eyes and your throat felt like your heart was stuck in it.

“I-” you began, cutting yourself off with a dry swallow. “I love you Billy with my whole heart, and now my heart that felt full just feels like a burden. You once told me that you never felt love from anyone else but your mum - that I was the first to show it to you since she left. But the truth is I had never felt a love like yours, B.”

Gentle tears slid down your cheeks as you felt a soft hand grasp your own, your eyes meeting Max’s. Comfort and support from the younger girl warmed your chest and you took a deep breath.

“I’ll miss you every day for the rest of my life.”

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You see him, for the first time, in Summer.

He wasn’t real, you knew that. A figure of your imagination as your brain struggled to come to terms with the fact that he wasn’t laying beside you.

He wasn’t there, but your dream felt so real.

“Billy,” you croaked out, sighting his figure in the distance. “Billy!”

You watched as he turned to you, his figure seeming stiff before his arm outreached for you - pointing.

“You killed me.” His voice echoed, causing you to frown.

“What?”

Your voice was weak and you jumped when he appeared behind you, his lips pressed against your ear.

“You killed me, Y/N.”

You began to shake your head, spinning around to face him. He looked exactly the same as the night you lost him, his white shirt covered in black goo and crimson red blood - eyes blood shot as black veins creeped up and down his skin.

“I didn’t kill you, Billy.” You spluttered, taking a couple of slow steps back. “Don’t you remember?”

“You didn’t stop it! You watched as it killed me!”

“Billy, stop!”

You steps backward got more rushed as he began stalking towards you. His steps echoed loud in your ears, before his hands grabbed you by the neck.

“I bet you were glad,” he snarled, as your hands began to claw at his arms - lungs desperate to get a breath. “Glad that I was finally gone and you didn’t have to deal with me anymore.”

“No, B. I love you.” You wheezed.

The last thing you saw was his eyes turn black before you woke up from the nightmare with a gasp. Your hands desperately clawed at your neck in a panic, before reality set in and you realised what had happened.

He felt so real.

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Things started to pick up again in Autumn.

You thought killing the Mind Flayer had ended the horrors of the Upside Down, but when Steve Harrington and his band of misfit children basically knocked your door down you could only heave a sigh before picking up your crowbar and following them to the car.

“So this creature has killed two people and everyone thinks this kid-”

You were cut off by Dustin. “Eddie.”

“Right, yeah. Eddie, killed the cheerleader so now a bunch of basketball playing assholes are hunting him down instead of letting the police do their job?”

Your questioning was met with unanimous agreements, your head turning towards Max who was crammed against the car door, her headphones glued to her ears as she stared out the windows. You hadn’t seen her since Billy’s funeral, but by the state of her you could tell she was barely coping like yourself.

“And this creature,” you continued, turning back towards the others. “It tried to attack Max?”

“Vecna. He gave her nightmares for a week before trying to kill her,” Dustin exclaimed. “Robin and Nancy figured out that you could be pulled back from his spell with music.”

Your heart sank at the mention of nightmares, your mind going back to the same one you had for weeks.

“Guys,” you sighed. “I’ve been having nightmares recently.”

The car went silent at your revelation, all eyes meeting yours - even Steve’s who was looking at you through the mirror.

“They’re probably nothing though-”

You were once again cut off by Dustin who abruptly turned around in his seat. However, you knew what you said was extremely bad by the fact that Max had began paying attention. Before Dustin could get out a single word, Max had spoken up.

“About what?” She questioned, eyes full of concern. You only shook your head.

“It doesn’t matter. They’re nothing. I’ve had them for months now and nothings happened, Dustin said that its seven days after experiencing them that Vecna tries to kill you. I should be in the clear,” you determined. “Right?”

Nobody seemed to believe a single word you were saying.

“Y/N,” Max brought your attention back to her. “What are they about?”

With a sigh, you began to fiddle with your fingers. “Billy. They’re about Billy.”

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You were thrust fully back into the world of the Upside Down in Winter.

The kids were correct in thinking that you were being targeted by Vecna and his spells. In fact, they were so correct that Vecna seemed to make it his personal mission to try to get to you more than once.

Your hand gripped Robin’s as you watched Steve and Nancy try communicate with the kids through lights - just as Will had done when he got stuck in the Upside Down. The ground shook under your feet, and your heartrate was so fast you thought you might pass out.

You couldn’t help but almost feel useless as they figured out that there were other portals to the dangerous world - one of them being in Eddie’s trailer.

He was nice, you had decided. A little weird, and definitely knew more about D&D than an adult should, but overall, nice. Dustin vouched nothing but good things about the guy, so it was safe to say that he lived up to your expectations.

However, it didn’t stop the sting in your heart when you noticed just how similar he was to Billy. From the leather jacket, to the way he was constantly worried about his mane of curly hair - it almost gave you whiplash. Which is why you barely spoke to the poor guy.

That didn’t stop him from trying to talk to you.

“Hey, I know I’m not the smartest of the group,” Eddie chimed up before pointing to the four bikes left in the Wheelers garage. “But there’s only four bikes and five of us.”

“That’s okay,” Steve chimed up, looking towards Nancy who was dusting off the seat of her bike. “Nancy can ride on the back of mine.”

You were quick to shake your head, awkwardly scratching your head - a nervous habit.

“I - uh. I don’t know how to ride a bike.”

The group went silent, and Robin offered you a bashful smile before she punched Eddie in the arm.

“You can hop on the back of mine,” he suggested, shooting Robin a side-eye. “If that’s okay with you.”

Nodding, you tried to ignore the deflated look in Steve’s eyes - knowing that he would have to deal with his obvious Nancy pining some other time, as you stood on the pegs attached to Mike’s bike wheels and wrapped your arms around Eddie's shoulders.

"Hang on tight, I haven't done this in a while."

His words didn't fill you with confidence as he began to pedal, but nevertheless you tightened your grip a tiny bit more. You tried not to shudder at the sounds of the Upside Down bats that Robin thought had rabies.

Maybe not rabies, but definitely some other diseases, you thought to yourself.

It didn't take long to reach Eddie's trailer, so long as you didn't count the five times Steve almost crashed his bike because he was too busy staring at Nancy.

You couldn't help the smile that grew on your face when you entered and saw that Dustin was right, there on the ceiling of Eddie Munson's trailer was another gate to the Upside Down.

"Hey!" Dustin waved, from above you causing Robin to let out an 'that's trippy'.

You didn't question Dustin when he threw a rope of tied up pillow cases through the gate, watching in awe as it just hung there in-between the two worlds. Robin tugged on the roped before giving everyone a salute - beginning to climb the rope.

You watched with wide eyes when she reached the top of the Upside Down world and crashed down onto the mattress the kids had lined up under the gate. Eddie only chuckled before volunteering to go next.

Before you could even reach the rope, your entire body froze - the air around you seemed to get colder and more silent, before footsteps began echoing in the distance.

“Y/N!” You barely had time to react to the sound of your name, being thrown against the ground by an invisible force.

Your eyes shut at the pain the shot up the back of your head, teeth grinding together - the air knocked out of your lungs. You sputtered and coughed, trying to regain your sense of reality.

“You could’ve saved me.” Billy.

You kept your eyes glued shut, not willing yourself strong enough to open them - your voice coming out strong as you spoke.

“You won’t get me this time, Vecna. Stop trying to use my dead boyfriend to break me.”

Silence filled the air before you felt slime creep up your face, a sticky finger sliding down your cheek.

“Oh but Y/N, I don’t have to break you. You’re already there, aren’t you?”

Taking a deep breath you tried to ignore his words, knowing that while they were true - you had to focus to get yourself out of this predicament.

“Billy would never say those things,” you spat, finally opening your eyes to look at the monster above you. “He loved me too much. He knew I tried to save him. You will never know what that feels like.”

With all the might in your body, you forced yourself to push him away - beginning to run in the opposite direction where you could see a bright light in the distance. Your Converse slid against the grime on the ground - almost losing your footing once or twice but you persevered, even with Vecna sending images of Billy after you.

It seemed like an eternity before you reached the light, pushing yourself through it only to be caught by the gentle arms of Steve who had tied you to his back with his jacket as he climbed the rope. The both of you laid on the mattress as you began to sob - hands desperately gripping onto Steve as if you were making sure it was really him.

You knew that wasn’t the end - that Vecna would keep trying to come after you until he got what he wanted. But you were just glad to be safe, even if it wasn’t for long.

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dilf-whore · 2 years

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my kind of girl (part 1)

pairing: billy hargrove x f!reader

genre: friends to lovers! , a little fluff (?), i’m not sure really, some mentions of bullying

summary: you grow closer and closer with the redhead you tutor... and maybe with her stepbrother too

A/N: i’m back! i’m sorry i was gone for so long so many shit has happen and i lost motivation to do stuff. i hope you guys like this series, i’ll be posting the next part soon. please do let me know if you want to be tagged to the next parts! 𓆩♡𓆪. send in you requests as well! also this is not proofread.

requested: no

requests are OPEN

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“Hi! Y/N Y/L/N? is that right?” a redhead girl approached you, hugging her skateboard. You assume she’s a middle-schooler, seeing her wary eyes as she enter the high school campus. You nod.

She sighs in relief, her body relaxing a little. “I heard that you do tutoring? Are you still available to tutor another student?” she asks.

“Actually, I’m not teaching anyone as of the moment so I have all the time after school to tutor” You say.

“Oh that’s great! I’m Maxine Mayfield by the way, but please call me Max. Will you be free today after school? So you can coordinate with my parents? and hopefully start today” Max rambles, fidgeting the hem of her jacket.

“Sure!” you smile.

She pulls a crumpled piece of paper and a pen in the pocket of her bag. She lifts her knee and put his skateboard on top, writing her details.

Handing out the crumpled paper to you, “4819 Cherry Lane, I’ll see you at 6. You can eat dinner there”.

"Alright see you!” you say as your wave each other goodbye.

・°☆

You turn your car at the house with the number 4819, and see a blue camaro in front looks familiar you thought. You park beside the shiny car and made your way to the front door.

Dusting off your pants and making small fixes on your shirt. But before you could even knock on the door, a tall blonde man barged outside the door, startling you. You watched him approach his car in disbelief, didn’t even bother to apologize or even look at you.

As he opened the driver’s seat, you took a good look at him. It’s Billy Hargrove

“Hi! You must be Y/N? I’m Neil and sorry about my son. You know, just a little misunderstanding” A man, wearing glasses interrupted your thoughts.

“Oh y-yes that’s right” you reply.

“Please come in”

He leads you to the dining table, and there you see a woman, who looks like Max. And of course, Max who’s smiling excitedly at you. “Hi!” she waves at you.

You sat down beside Max, handing out to you the roasted chicken.

“So how much do you charge and what do you teach?” The woman asked.

“I charge $3 per hour, and I usually teach middle-schoolers and sometimes those in pre-school and elementary. I teach all subjects most of the time” you say.

“Wow that’s really impressive. We’re also good with your price, can you start today?” Neil asked.

“Yup!” you reply.

・°☆

Max brings you to her room and grabbed a spare chair for you.

“So you and Billy are siblings?” you wondered.

“Uhm no, he’s my stepbrother and an asshole” she replied, emphasizing the word stepbrother.

You nod as you take a seat beside her.

“Before we start, is it okay if they pay you like every end of the week? my mom and stepdad are usually gone, so yeah” Max asks as she look through notebook.

“Sure no problem” you reply.

・°☆

An hour and a half has passed, and you see 8:03 on the clock. You look at Max who just finished the activity you gave her on Physics. She gives you her paper, a little scared.

Giving a small pat on her shoulder you reassure, “don’t be nervous Max, you can do it. Besides I’m here to teach and guide you every step of the way”

After checking her work, you gave her a wide smile and a thumbs up.

“Good job! you only made three mistakes but that’s a huge improvement. I’m so proud of you” you cheer.

Max sits up straight, energy filling her body. She claps her hands excitedly like a little kid, “Oh my god! I did it! Thank you Y/N, you’re so smart”

“I told you you can do it! and there you have it the end of our first session! So, I’ll see you tomorrow? same time?” you ask.

“Yup, see you!” she reply.

You stand up and help Max tidy up her table. Piling up pieces of paper, picking up books and putting them inside the girl’s bag. You hear a loud roar of a car outside which startled the both of you.

“He’s back” Max says, rolling her eyes.

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You both go outside the room, and hear soft giggles. You and Max go further and see Billy with Carol, arm around her waist, entering the household.

You made eye contact with Carol who’s looking you up and down with disgust. i want to gauge this bitch’s eye out you thought. God how much you loathe Carol, boosting her self-esteem by making fun of other people, judging them as if she’s perfect. You were never really made fun or judged by her, (not until now) but you are aware of how poorly she treats other students in school.

“Who are you?” Billy asks annoyed.

“She’s Y/N, my tutor. And if you don’t mind, get out of the fucking way” Max replies, motioning the pair to move aside.

She grabs you by the shoulder and quickly bring you to your car. And you swear you felt eyes staring at you from behind as you go out.

Billy watches as the girls left the house, checking you out of course.

she’s pretty

“I’m so sorry about him, I assure you he won’t be around during our tutoring sessions”

“It’s okay Max, no need to apologize” you reassure.

You step in your car and bid your goodbyes.

Well that was something

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#stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfic #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove headcannons #stranger things headcannons #dacre montgomery

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hwknshellfire · 2 years

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jason doesn't know - eddie munson x reader

pairing: eddie x fem!reader

summary: you're seeing eddie behind jason's back and he doesn't know. yet (based on scotty doesn't know)

length: 3.1k (i got really into this omg)

warnings: 18+ minors DNI! repeated mentions of cheating, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), lots of sex references, mentions of alcohol, mentions of drugs, cursing

a.n: seriously guys this whole thing is about cheating so be warned, lots of angst, smut, pining and fluff though. also i dont think jason is this much of an asshole irl but this is just for plot. and i highly recommend listening to scotty doesn't know by lustra for this! (set during ep 1 of s4 - the hellfire club)

Scotty doesn't know that Fiona and me do it in my van every Sunday//She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go//Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know…

This was the third week in a row you’d been late to meet Jason. It was Sunday and he had just finished basketball practice with his friends ready for the upcoming game. It had happened slowly. You started forgetting what time you were meant to meet up, or showing up looking thoroughly dishevelled which pissed Jason off to no end. Now, you’d simply not shown up.

He glances around the empty parking lot of school, his friends shrugging at him when he asks, “Has anyone seen Y/N?”

“I dunno, man,” one of them says noncommittally. “It’s Sunday, maybe she’s in church?”

Jason hums. Your family were religious, that was true. And sometimes you tagged along to keep up appearances, but he knew you didn’t really enjoy it too much. But you did it for your family, because you loved them. So maybe you did just forget about today and went with them to church instead. Jason chooses to believe that and decides to catch up with you tomorrow at school. He knows there’ll be a rational explanation.

You pant, breathless, as Eddie removes his fingers from your aching core. His brown eyes are blown wide with longing and he grinned at how fucked out you look already. “That good, huh?” he teases you and you roll your eyes, sitting up in the back of his van.

This was common practice. You knew it was wrong, cheating on Jason, but it had happened accidentally. You’d bumped into Eddie at a party where he was dealing and Jason was off talking to some girl or doing a keg stand. You’d been bored out of your mind, waiting for Jason to pay some attention to you, when you had physically fallen for Eddie Munson. Well, into, but he still made the joke, smiling at you earnestly. In truth, he’d had a crush on you for years and the way you looked in those high waisted shorts and tank top that left little to the imagination, well—it was only a matter of time before he was leading you out to his van.

Where you met up every Sunday when you told Jason you’d be in church.

“Your turn,” you say to Eddie, nudging his legs until he’s sat up, you on your knees in front of him.

“Lucky me,” he sighs, watching you contentedly. You were his dream girl and he couldn’t believe his luck. Still, you had asked him to keep it quiet until school ended and you could end things with Jason without him being too much of an asshole. He was leaving for college, you were staying here. You could cut ties with him forever and keep Eddie safe from the basketball idiots Jason hung around with.

But neither of you could keep your hands of each other. It was a different kind of love to what you had once felt with Jason. When you first met, Jason made you feel like you were in a fairytale, showering you with gifts and taking you out everywhere, showing you off to the world. But then it turned sour and you realised you were more like a trophy than supposedly the love of his life. He didn’t listen to what you had to say, expecting you to sit back and be a good little house wife.

And Eddie was the opposite. He was entranced by the way you could speak for hours about a topic that interested you. He made you feel like the only person in the world that mattered, making sure you were okay above all else. He wanted to keep you safe, but never once in a possessive way. And the sex—

“Yeah,” you smirk. “Lucky you.”

He groans as you tie your hair up the way he likes, knowing he’ll be holding onto it soon. His eyes roll into the back of his head as you start to blow him, knowing all the ways to make him squirm until he’s forcing your head down and making you gag. This was the only place, in the confines of his van (or sometimes your bedroom and his trailer) that he could be in charge. And you would let him, enjoying every single second of Eddie making you his.

You just wish you could shout it to the whole of Hawkins.

Fiona says she's out shopping//But she's under me and I'm not stopping…

“How long does it take to shop?” Jason mutters, checking his watch. He was with his friends (again) and the film was starting in ten minutes. He’d arranged a big date between the team and their girlfriends, expecting you to be there as Hawkins High’s It Couple. You’d agreed immediately and called him this morning telling him that he didn’t need to pick you up since you were going shopping with Robin to find an outfit that would make everyone jealous that you two were together. You’d meet him at the theatre.

Yet here he was, waiting and watching his friends with their girlfriends file into the cinema to take their seats and he’s left waiting by the doors. He glances around. It’s dark—maybe you got lost? You didn’t drive, claiming that you preferred it when Jason drove you around and he loved it too, so maybe you took a wrong turn in the dark. But then your mom normally drives you when he’s not around—so where were you?

Five minutes to the movie. If he doesn’t go now, he’ll miss the movie. He shakes his head, not even thinking for a minute that you were somewhere else, with someone else. He just chalks it down to you being forgetful or busy. Lately, you’d been spending a lot of your time studying or daydreaming, your mind elsewhere. Your finals were coming up and you were preoccupied. He got that. He just wish it didn’t look so bad on him when you stand him up.

He walks into the theatre alone.

Your fingernails scratch down Eddie’s back and his eyelids flutter closed at the sensation of it as he pounds into you. His pick necklace falls onto your bare chest and he loves the sight of it, the sight of you naked underneath him, writhing in pleasure.

“God, princess, you’re gonna make me cum just looking this pretty,” he moans into your neck as he peppers you with kisses.

“Eddie,” you breathe, butterflies fluttering in your stomach—from the compliment or the way his cock was repeatedly slamming in and out of you, you don’t know. Either way, you know that this feeling here, this pure bliss, is the only way you want to feel for the rest of your life. You could happily spend all your days sharing a joint with Eddie and going at it all day long.

And it’s not just about the sex. It’s him in general that you love. Some days you just come over to his trailer to hang out and watch a movie together. You could never watch a horror movie with Jason, but Eddie loves them and insists on showing you all the cult classics that he’s adamant you’ll love too. He lays in bed with you in his arms sometimes and reads to you, Stephen King or Tolkien or even just his newest D&D campaign, wanting your approval.

For five weeks, you’ve been keeping this part of yourself a secret from everybody. Robin was the only person who knew (and probably Steve, by extension) and she covered for you when you asked, without question. She knew the difficult position you were in. Robin didn’t judge—she was in between a rock and a hard place herself.

But all of you just wants to be free now, to spend your time with Eddie without guilt gnawing at you.

“Hey, princess,” Eddie’s voices brings you back to the moment. You blink and smile up at him. He’s stopped moving, concern written all over his face. “You alright, baby?”

You nod enthusiastically. “Perfect, Eds,” you tell him honestly, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him in even deeper causing you both to groan. “Just fuck me. Please?”

You don’t have to ask him twice.

I can't believe he's so trusting//While I'm right behind you thrusting…

You cancel your date, telling Jason you had to help out your friend Steve at work. You were at Family Video, alright, only in the stockroom, with Eddie fucking you from behind, his hand on your mouth to keep you quiet. Thank god for friends like Robin, you had thought as she ushered you into the back without her manager knowing.

Fiona's got him on the phone//And she's trying not to moan//It's a three-way call and he knows nothing…

“That sounds g-great, babe!” you tell Jason down the phone enthusiastically. “I’m so happy for you.”

He’d called you when he knew you’d be home from school, telling you all about practice today. You knew he was waiting for an invitation over, but…

Eddie’s head was between your thighs, occasionally grinning at you as you bit your lip to stop from moaning. He was palming himself through his jeans at how risky this was, going down on you while you were on the phone to your boyfriend. But he couldn’t help teasing you and you sure seem to be loving it as he feels you clench around his fingers. Instead of hanging up, you keep the game going, loving it as much as Eddie is.

But god, this was dangerous.

The parkin' lot, why not? It's so cool when you're on top…

You grind down into Eddie’s lap, your fingers tangled in his hair. His lips are so soft and you just want to feel them all over you—your mouth, your jaw, your neck, your chest. You can’t get enough of him. And in the two months you’ve been seeing Eddie, the game has become riskier. Hellfire Club finally knew and you’d sworn them all to secrecy at the end of tonight’s meeting—choosing tactfully to keep Lucas in the dark. You couldn’t risk him telling Jason. Not yet.

It was almost Spring Break. Maybe you’d move your schedule up a bit and tell him then. By summer, you and Eddie would be free.

But for now, it was this. It was riding him in his van in the parking lot, knowing that Jason was around for basketball. But Eddie had been so animated in Hellfire that you couldn’t wait until you guys were home—you had to have him there and then. And he certainly wasn’t complaining as he came hard inside of you, loving the filthy idea of his cum being inside Jason Carver’s girlfriend. Because you weren’t Jason’s at all—you were his.

I did her on his birthday…

Jason threw a huge party for his birthday, inviting the whole school.

“Please come, Eddie!” you begged, turning over in his bed to look at him. He was gorgeous in every way. His eyes were huge and emotive, his hair was wild and soft. He made you feel safe, especially in moments like this when you both napped off the hot spring in his bed together after helping him study for a test. Jason was all muscle and hard edges and clean cut. Eddie was raw and real and he knew you more than you could ever expected.

“I don’t know, princess,” Eddie says warily. “You sure you wanna be around me and the freaks on pretty boy’s birthday?”

You roll your eyes. “Eds, it’ll be like the first party when we hooked up. He’ll be busy with the boys and the girls, and I’ll be able to sneak you into the bathroom and make hot, wild love to you.” You smile at him innocently.

He coughs, laughing lightly. “Fuck, sweetheart, you can’t say shit like that. Gonna make me fall in love with you.” More than I already have, he thinks.

“Well, if you come, maybe I’ll fall in love with you.” More than I already have, you think.

It takes him a second and then he concedes, “Fine. But I’m gonna sell while I’m there.”

You snort, a sound he loves. “Fine by me.”

And you’d kept your promise, your legs wrapped around Eddie as he lifted you up against the bathroom wall, taking you hard and fast with only the loud music of Madonna to cover your desperate pants and moans as you came together.

Scotty will know//Scotty doesn't know//Scotty's gotta know…

You stay at Jason’s that night, lying beside him. He passed out immediately, nowhere near sober enough to even try anything with you, which you were grateful for. You lay awake, watching him sleep. He has a lipstick mark on his shirt and you wonder which girl gave him that. Was it innocent? You bet it was Chrissy Cunningham. You knew he’d had a crush on her before deciding he wanted you instead.

Good, you think. Maybe when you finally leave him, he can find solace in her. Maybe find someone who can love him like you can’t. The way you love Eddie.

I'm gonna tell Scotty Gonna tell him myself.

It takes three months for you to finally tell Jason.

It’s a school day and Eddie had kept you up all night with good weed and good music and now you were a zombie. It was the championship game tonight and you were expected to be there, to support Jason. But Eddie had told you all about the end of his ‘Cult of Vecna’ campaign and you wanted nothing more than to tag along and watch the whole thing.

Your leg bounces beneath the table, anxious. It’s too much now. You can’t hold it in. The secret is slowly killing you, keeping you from sleeping, from breathing. You can’t do it anymore. And you know it’s not fair on Jason, bad as your relationship is.

“What is that freak up to now?” Jason mutters as he sets down his lunch tray. You look up, your eyes falling on Eddie climbing onto his table across the cafeteria. Oh, god.

“Probably nothing,” you say causally. “Tell me about the game plan.”

You try to distract Jason from Eddie, but it doesn’t work as Eddie shouts, “But as long as you're into band or science or—” he sneers “—parties. Or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets!” His eyes fall onto your table, where Jason stands up ready to fight. He watches you bite your lip, worried for him and his heart throbs. God, he loves you so much. He just needs you to leave that asshole and you could be his, officially.

Jason catches you watching him and his girlfriend. “You want something freak?”

Y/N, he almost says. He catches himself, your eyes wide, and he pulls a face at Jason instead, turning around so he can’t see him anymore. Anything to get that idiot of his head. Anything to stop him going over there and taking you in front of everyone.

Jason sits down and spits out, “What a freak, I feel like he just cursed me.” His friends all laugh, boosting Jason’s ego, but you press your lips together. Jason notices you not laughing and nudges you. “Y/N? I said he probably just cursed me.” He waits for you to laugh, but you don’t.

You swallow. “I don’t think it was that funny.” You say and you feel everyone’s eyes on you. Jason turns on the bench until he’s facing you.

“Y/N, what the hell?” Jason asks, his voice low. He doesn’t want to make a scene in front of his friends. To them, you have the perfect relationship. Top Jock and Good Girl, both from good families, both socially acceptable, both popular and attractive. Your eyes flick back to Eddie. Eddie, who has no money, no big house in the suburbs, no perfect GPA, no popularity. Eddie who likes metal and horror and has a band and plays D&D. Eddie, who’s branded a freak for being different.

You suddenly feel like you can’t breath.

“Y/N? Jason presses. “What the hell is wrong with you lately?” You look up, his eyes meeting yours. So he’s noticed your absence, finally, it seems. And now he’s had enough. Well, so have you as he begins to lecture you. “You’re hardly around anymore, you don’t come to games, you show up looking like trash, you don’t listen to me at all. Who are you?”

“You know what,” you say, loud enough for people around the cafeteria to notice. You’re causing a scene now, good girl be damned. You’re not going to sit still and look pretty for Jason Carver anymore. “Fuck this.” You stand up from the table, swinging your bag onto your shoulder. From across the room, Eddie and his club look up. Now everyone’s attention is on you.

“What?” Jason stands up, eyes wide.

“Fuck this,” you repeat, taking a deep breath. “And fuck you, Jason.”

You move to walk past him but he grabs your arm and turns you back to face him. “Don’t do this to me, Y.N,” he says dangerously. He’s embarrassed and angry and you can feel it. If you sit down and apologise, everything will go back to normal. You can still save this relationship. “Don’t make me look bad.”

You laugh bitterly. “There is is,” you say, shaking your arm free of his grip. “I don’t care if you look bad.”

“I swear to fucking god, Y/N—” he begins but you wave an arm.

“Save it. You don’t wanna look bad? You don’t wanna be embarrassed?” Your voices raises and Eddie stands from his table slowly. Everyone is staring. Everyone is waiting, shocking. You look around and then finally at Jason again, pointing to Eddie at his table. “I’ve been fucking Eddie Munson behind your back for three months, Jason. And guess what—I love him. I love him, do you hear me? So you can get fucked.”

Several people gasped. Jason’s mouth fell open and his friends lose it. You don’t wait for Jason’s reaction as you turn your back on him for good and walk over to Eddie’s table. He grins at you and presses a chaste kiss to your forehead. “Well, that was certainly dramatic,” he says by way of greeting, pulling a chair up so you can sit next to him.

“You should join Hellfire,” Dustin says immediately, impressed by your balls as you sit down.

You laugh. “Maybe that’s enough dramatics for the time being,” you say and the cafeteria falls back into its same old routine. Only now you don’t have to hide when Eddie’s hand finds yours on the table and squeezes three times, making your heart soar:

I love you.

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disturbedbeautywrites · 2 years

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If you write for billy, the headacnnon plz

Billy and a badass mean reader. The second he meets her he is in love. He never has met a girl who drives a muscle car, speeds into school smoking a cigarette, all while blaring rock.

He was dumb struck, someone had finally rendered him speechless .

How soft billy was in the comfort of her home her mom loving billy.

If you don't write billy here is one for Steve

Steve and a girl with a single mom.

Her mom is fun and her best friend. Always inviting Steve for dinner, he has his own room (he never uses it and sleeps with reader but the mom just yelled to use protection bc that was how she ended up with reader)

For Halloween her mom (I'm calling her Victoria for the hc you don't have to)

Victoria bought Steve a trick or treating basket and (made/bribed with cookies) go with yn as a couples costume.

Victoria also the second she found out he hadn't had a real birthday, have him a six month before surprise party with the kids and fruity four.

Billy Hargrove x Bad Girl Reader Headcannons

When Billy first laid eyes on you, it was when you were pulling into the parking lot of the high school. You were in your dads old Camaro, smoke billowing out of the cracked window. He thought you were absolutely stunning and immediately had to talk to you.

He invited you over to smoke that night with him, his charm and attitude winning you over. You of course said yes and the two of you became inseparable.

Billy was a gentleman when it came to you, to everyone’s surprise. He held the door for you, threatened to beat people for messing with you, and all around was just head over heels for you.

When his parents were being assholes to him he would sneak over to your place and sneak into your window, curling into you and getting lost before falling asleep.

One night your mom walks in on Billy sneaking in through the window, a chuckle leaving her lips as she tells him to just use the front door next time. You had explained to your mom about how abusive his dad was and your mom welcomed him in the house with wide open arms.

Billy was beyond soft around the two of you, showing a side you never saw at school. He told you it was because you finally made him feel worth something, like he actually mattered. It was enough to soften him up a bit.

Also, your mom reminded him a lot of his and he wanted to cherish that relationship as much as he could. So, he was at your house constantly. He stayed over multiple times a week, the two of you always sitting on your roof and smoking and talking.

The first time he told you he loved you was actually during one of these smoke sessions. You had a joint between your lips, the smoke pooling up in the air around you. Billy was staring at you and you questioned why, to which he just replied he loved you.

He was very protective over you. He didn’t want anyone to ever be able to harm you and he always made sure to keep a hand on you or an arm around you.

#sorry this took so long!!!#billy Hargrove imagines #Billy Hargrove imagine #billy hargrove headcanon #stranger things headcannon #stranger things headcanons #billy hargrove fanfiction #billy hargove x reader #Billy Hargrove x y/n #Billy Hargrove x you #Billy Hargrove fanfic #stranger things imagines

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pleasantlycrazyworld · 11 months

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I saw you wrote for all three boys during date night and I didn’t know if it was fine to ask for headcannons of them separately with reader. Like what would dating them look like?

It's always okay to ask for that! I love doing headcanons for the boys! Sorry it took so long but I'm back to writing!!! I hope you enjoy it!!!

Billy-

Billy is so rough around the edges but for you, he is a sweetie (I'm such a sucker for that type of love)

He wants you to know he really does love you! So he tries and does whatever he can for you.

Most of the time he shows his love by protecting you and making sure you're safe. This can be shown when you two are at a party, he makes sure you don't over drink and if you leave to go to the bathroom he holds your drink to make sure no one messes with it.

He is a bit over-protective of you and sometimes that can lead to arguments but it does come from a good place. He just doesn't want to lose you.

He calls you his angel because he really views you as an angel that was sent to him

Ever since you two got together he's been less angry, less violent, and more friendly to Max and her friends.

Billy figures out that he's truly in love with you when you find out about his dad. That night he showed up bruised up and when he told you it was because of his dad it took a lot in him to stop you from going over there and making Neal have matching bruises.

His favorite type of date is driving around town with the windows down and once you get to your special spot he pulls out a blanket from the trunk and you just watch the stars. However, he never looks at the stars...he only ever watches you.

Steve-

Spoils you every. single. time. Doesn't matter how

He hates his parents but that doesn't mean he won't use their money to spoil you.

Calls you his princess because he knows you deserve the world and he will give it to you somehow.

He worships you, especially if you've been with him since his king steve era. He knows how awful he was during that time of his life and he can't believe you stayed with him through all of it.

He realizes he is in love with you when you hold him closely after a night terror. He hides his trauma from a lot of people. He's the strong one for so many people and he isn't used to people taking care of him so when he woke up to you waking him up one morning around 2 am he knew that you were the one. You held him close to your chest that night and played with his hair for hours, letting him feel that you were close, that you weren't going anywhere. That night he fell asleep to your heartbeat and finally didn't have any sort of night terror.

His favorite type of date is cooking together! He loves the intimacy and domestic vibes that come from it.

Eddie-

Gets insecure at times. He trusts you but he knows there are other guys who could spoil you more than he can. He doesn't like that he is so much poorer than the others in town, he feels awful when he can't pay for something you want but he knows you both love each other so much so he tries not to focus on it.

Such a sweetie to you! He treats you like a queen because you are to him

He writes songs about you but if you hear them he will deny it all! He says he doesn't do love songs but it's clear he's just a lovesick puppy when it comes to you

You are his baby. He would call you sweetheart but....what if his guitar gets jealous?!?

He realizes he is in love with you when he comes homes one night after Hellfire to see you already there making dinner for Wayne and him. You didn't realize he had arrived since you were talking to Wayne about how his job was going, but it made him realize that you were the one. Anyone who takes time out of their day to not only take care of him but also his old man will forever have his heart.

His favorite type of date is when you come over, order takeout, and just listen to music. He tries and teaches you how to play the guitar and every time you do well he gives you a kiss.

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