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asylumsystemwrites · 6 months

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Blood

Billy knew what blood tasted like. He knew the feeling of it staining his knuckles and dripping from open wounds. He knew the sting. He knew the winning and the losing. He used to take pride in it, being good in a fist fight. But lately it feels less like winning a fight and more like animals lashing out at each other in a battle for survival. It felt like losing... even when he won. The rage he felt. The violence he knew he was capable of. Like father like son. A generational curse maybe. The endless ocean, rage like sharks circling in the water, biting anyone who got too close. So when that wave crashed over Steve... dragging him down into the depths of Billy's rage. When he felt Steve's blood on his knuckles. He lost a part of himself. Lost himself within the blinding rage. Thought somehow if he won... that maybe this feeling would go away. Maybe he'd stop seeing doe eyes in his dreams. Maybe if Steve just hated him enough. Learned to loathe Billy as much as he loathes himself. Maybe he could spare him. Spare him from the evil that runs in his genes.

The feeling of Steve's blood on his knuckles never faded. Forever stained across his skin and bones. He'd lost control. He'd lost Steve.

But, when he came back. Face still swollen, nursing wounds. When he forgave him, when he let him back into his bed. Billy didn't know what it meant. What they meant. His heart hammered, his hands hesitated. He found himself too scared to ask. Too terrified he'd wake up from this dream.

Billy knew what blood felt like. He knew the desperate fights, brawling amongst himself for control of his impulses, for control of his survival. Steve's blood stained his knuckles, his soul and yet, steve was still here, still willing, still wanting him, despite it all. Steve offered forgiveness, unrelenting forgiveness. Billy would never forget, but he could learn.

#stranger things #billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove #harringgrove #short fiction #fanfic

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spiritnook · 28 days

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates Summary:

It was Steve’s 19th birthday.

Your 19th birthday is special for two reasons: one, that you began to grow a metaphysical bond with your soulmate, the universe doing whatever it can to make you and your soulmate together, and, two, that you're no longer 18.

The last one didn't make that sense to anyone else, but it did to Steve.

#harringrove #harringgrove #steve x billy #ao3 link

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therogueheart · 2 years

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Harringrove thots about Billy constantly stealing Steve's clothing right off his body.

Slinking over to him when Steve's on the bleachers, sliding the sunglasses right off his face, gentle and syrup slow, putting them on with a half-hidden wink before he strolls off again, not so much as a hi, how was your day? or can I borrow these?

As if Billy doesn't have six different pairs of shades in the glovebox of the Camaro.

Billy who strides up to Steve in the middle of a party, grips him by his new leather jacket (which he totally didn't buy because it made him think of the one on Billy's shoulders right now) and slides it straight off him, holds it by his teeth on the collar as he shrugs off his own, shoves it into Steve's chest, slips into Steve's and disappears off again.

Sitting at Steve's table in the library, not-quite holding his hand as he pretends to thumb-war him, actually somehow manages to work Steve's bracelet/watch off his wrist and onto his own before he flashes that shark smile and vanishes between the shelves. Steve doesn't even notice until an hour later when he goes to check for the time or fiddle with the twined rope and its not there.

Steve quickly learns not to put anything down and take his eyes off it because even though Billy's nowhere in sight by the time he turns back around its gone. Jackets disappearing off bleachers and lunch hall benches, sunglasses vanishing from the edge of his desk, appearing pushed up into golden curls hours later or draped over toned shoulders.

Its equal parts confusing, annoying and arousing.

#harringgrove #stranger things #st #stranger things: harringrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove #rogue fanfic #steve harrington x billy hargrove #steve harrington/billy hargrove #billy hargrove x steve harrington #billy hargrove/steve harrington #clothing thief billy hargrove #needy billy hargrove #unestablished

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shinebrightlikeanarwhal · 2 years

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Steve ‘the Hair’ Harrington: I’m cool right?! I drive fast! Smoke weed. Sure I’m always sat with the babies but I also beat ass!

Eddie: sure princess.

Billy absolutely not listening: the twink want something?

Lucas and Erica peaking in: what’s a twi-

#steve harrington #eddie munson #billy hargrove #harringgrove #steddie #eddie x steve #billy x steve #lucas sinclair #erica sinclair #stranger things #incorrect quotes #incorrect stranger things quotes

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idrawprettyboys · 1 year

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Billy smiling after getting punched by Steve

#Billy Hargrove #steve harrington #harringgrove #harringrove #stranger things

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strangerthingsreversebigbang · 6 months

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ROUND 1 SIDE A BRACKET IS LIVE!!!

Vote at the links below to decide which character is most likely to be a reality TV star?

Mike Wheeler vs Steve Harrington (closes 7:59am EDT 10/24/2023)

Joyce Byers vs Erica Sinclair (closes 8:29am EDT 10/24/2023)

Jim Hopper vs. Max Mayfield (closes 8:59am EDT 10/24/2023)

Lucas Sinclair vs Eddie Munson (closes 9:29am EDT 10/24/2023)

Be sure to vote and let us know who you think should win!

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Remember this is a big bang… just upside down.

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eddiessluttylittlewaist · 1 year

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Eddie’s Mind vs. Reality

#steveharringtonedit #babygirl steve harrington #billy hargrove #stranger things #eddie munson #fanart #steddie #mungrove #harringgrove #platonic soulmates stobin

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corrodedhawkins · 2 years

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Sweet Leaf

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Billy Hargrove

Words: 1.5K

Warnings: SMUT 18+

Unfocused, pleading eyes looked up at Billy. “Billy, please fuck me. Please. I need it. Need you.” Steve begged, eyes suddenly damp.

“But I am fucking you, baby.” Billy teased, using his fingertips to rub incessantly at Steve’s prostate.

“Fuck!” Steve shouted, tears starting to coat his lashes. “Baby please. I need your cock in me. Please. I’m fucking begging you”. Steve sobbed, hand coming up to cover his eyes.

“Oh God. Fuck, Billy please.” Steve whined, throwing his head back into the mountain of pillows beneath him. They had been at this for what seemed like hours and Billy hadn’t even fucked him yet.

Billy’s absolute favorite thing to do was smoke a bowl with Steve and then fuck, drawing it out as long as he could. The weed always made them extremely sensitive, making their already incredible sex life even better. Billy loved seeing Steve almost delirious with pleasure, knowing he was the one who did that to him.

“ ‘Oh God, fuck, Billy please’ what, baby?” Billy rasped with a teasing smirk on his lips. He continued to pump two fingers in and out of his boyfriends slick hole, paying close attention to the sweet spot that made Steve squirm.

Unfocused, pleading eyes looked up at Billy. “Billy, please fuck me. Please. I need it. Need you.” Steve begged, eyes suddenly damp.

“But I am fucking you, baby.” Billy teased, using his fingertips to rub incessantly at Steve’s prostate

“Fuck!” Steve shouted, tears starting to coat his lashes. “Baby please. I need your cock in me. Please. I’m fucking begging you”. Steve sobbed, hand coming up to cover his eyes.

Billy leaned down to push Steve’s sweaty hair back from his face. “Shh. I’ve got you baby. Gonna fill you up so good. That what you want?”

“Yes!” Steve gasped, voice thick with tears.

“Alright sweetheart, I’ll take care of you.” Billy slipped his fingers from Steve’s hole, wiping them off on the covers. He quickly grabbed the lube to slick his cock and tipped his head back, enjoying the touch. His hips bucked up to fuck into his own fist.

Steve lifted himself onto his forearms from his position sprawled out on his back and whined. “I swear to God if you don’t-.”

Billy chuckled, throwing the bottle of lube to the side. “Okay, okay! Relax.” Billy moved to occupy the space between Steve’s spread legs, holding the base of his cock before guiding it into Steve’s tight heat.

Steve once again threw his head back into the pillows, a guttural moan escaping his lips. He reached up to grab the back of Billy’s neck, dragging him in close.

“Fuck, Steve. You feel so good around me.” Billy moaned into the crook of Steve’s neck.

“Yeah. Feel so good in me.” Steve replied breathily.

The weed was making both boys’ nerves zing with pleasure, intensifying the feeling of Billy slowly thrusting in and out of Steve. The slow drag of Billy’s cock against his inner walls was maddening.

In an attempt to get Billy to move faster, Steve wraps his legs around his waist and digs his heels into his ass. That makes Billy sink impossibly deeper into Steve, making them both groan.

“Oh!”Steve gasped. “C’mon, f-fuck me harder.”

Billy gives a low hum, as if he’s thinking it over. “I don’t know, baby. I’m enjoying myself just fine like this.” Billy loves to tease Steve, making him beg until he snaps. He keeps his thrusts slow but deep.

Steve groans, letting out a frustrated breath. He tries a different tactic and grips Billy’s ass, pulling until he’s as deep inside him as he can be.

Before Steve can finish his drawn out moan, Billy grabs Steve’s wrists and pins them to the mattress on either side of his head.

Billy looks down at Steve and tightens his grip on his wrists. He leans down and practically growls right into his ear. “What did I fucking say? Huh? I’m in charge here.”

The sound Steve lets out is frankly pitiful. If he was sober he’d probably be embarrassed by his high pitched whine.

Billy chuckles meanly, the puff of air he lets out against Steve’s neck making him shiver.

“We’re going to do this my way. You’re going to lay there and take whatever the fuck I give you. Maybe I’ll take pity on you and fuck you the way you want, if you’re a good boy.”

Steve gulps and looks up at Billy, eyes wide. “I-I’ll be good.”

Billy smirks smugly, rocking into Steve even slower.

Steve tries his hardest to comply, resisting the urge to move his hips with the rhythm of Billy’s thrusts. It’s maddening, the slow drag of Billy’s cock feels amazing but it’s just not enough.

“There’s a good boy.” Billy croons down at Steve condescendingly. He picks up the pace ever so slightly, letting go of one of Steve’s wrists to stroke his neglected clock. Steve immediately bucks up into the touch. Realizing his mistake, he stutters out a quick apology. He starts to tear up, he can’t help it.

Billy reaches down and wipes away the few tears that have fallen with his thumb. “You’re doing so good for me baby.” he says softly. “Gonna give you what you need.”

Billy leans back, bringing Steve’s legs with him, throwing them over his shoulders. He quickly leans back down, bending Steve in half.

The position sends Billy’s cock so deep inside him, hitting his prostate head on. Steve nearly screams, crying out against the new sensation.

Billy immediately begins thrusting hard, his pace punishingly fast. “This what you wanted baby?” He asks breathlessly. Steve tries to reply, he really does. All that comes out is a garbled “ngh” before Billy starts thrusting even harder, cutting off his ability to speak.

“ I asked you a question, sweetheart” Billy practically singsongs down at Steve, picking up his pace. “Use your words or I stop”.

Steve gasps, trying to catch his breath. “Y-yes! This is w-what I wanted”. Tears spring to his eyes once again. “Please don’t stop”, he sobs, desperate to keep Billy inside of him.

A satisfied smirk touches Billy’s lips. “You’re being such a good boy for me. Do you think you deserve to cum?”

Steve whimpers at the praise. He’s flying, the weed mixed with Billy fucking him perfectly is making him unable to speak. He nods frantically, desperate for Billy to let him cum.

Billy understands, putting his hands under Steve’s hips, angling them so he can thrust even deeper. Steve keens and grabs onto Billy’s shoulders, letting out an honest to God scream.

Billy reaches between them to fist Steve’s cock, making him jolt. “Come on baby, cum for me. You did so good”.

Before he finishes his sentence, Steve is seizing up, cock spurting into Billy’s fist. There are fat tears rolling down Steve’s cheeks as he comes with a silent scream.

Billy fucks him through it, keeping his rhythm steady until Steve starts shaking from overstimulation. Billy reaches down and pushes Steve’s sweaty bangs back away from his eyes, leaning down to whisper praises into his ear.

“Did so well for me sweetheart, so good. Gonna pull out now, okay?” Billy leans back and grabs the base of his cock, but Steve reaches up and stops him.

“No! You didn’t cum. Please. Please, want you to cum”. Steve’s eyes are still frantic, desperate to see Billy finish.

Billy searches Steve’s eyes for any hint of hesitation. “Are you sure? You must be hurting”.

Steve shakes his head, reaching up to pull Billy down onto him by his shoulders. “Fine. I’m fine. Want you to cum in me. Want to feel it”.

Staying pressed against Steve’s chest, Billy slowly brings his hips back and shallowly thrusts into him. He lets out a chuckle when he hears Steve groan out, “Not going to break. Fuck me like you mean it”.

That’s all Billy needs to quicken his pace, chasing his release. Watching Steve fall apart beneath him moments ago had him close, and it’s not long before he chokes out, “Gonna cum pretty boy. How bad do you want it?”

Steve tightens his grip on Billy, once again digging his heels into his ass to push him deeper. This time, he isn’t punished for it.

Steve speaks lowly right into Billy’s ear, making him shiver. “So bad, please. Want you to fill me up. Want to feel your hot cum drip out of me”.

That does it for Billy, his hips stuttering as he finally finds his release. He collapses on top Steve, chest heaving.

Steve runs his fingers through Billy’s hair, letting out a giggle. Billy lifts his head from Steve’s shaking chest and looks up. “What’s so funny?”

Steve giggles even harder, gasping for air, “I’m really fucking high. And that was really good. Some of your best work”.

That earns a giggle of its own from Billy, who rolls off of Steve and situates them so Steve is laying tucked into his chest. “Glad you enjoyed the performance”

Steve looks up at Billy with sleepy eyes and giggles again. “How about a repeat performance?” he asks with a yawn.

Billy snorts and rolls his eyes. “Maybe later baby. For now, you get some sleep”.

Steve burrows further into Billy’s chest, letting out another yawn. “Kay. Love you”.

Billy smiles and presses a kiss into Steve’s hair. “Love you too pretty boy”.

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#Steve Harrington smut #billy hargove smut #steve harrington #billy hargrove #harringgrove #steve harrington x billy hargrove #Melissa writes

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lost-in-beacon-hills · 2 years

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Duffer brothers really saw some of the Fandom shipping Steve with the dead racist bastard boy that is Billy and decided to give them some else to focus on. They really said here you go. Then gave us a dead metal head dnd nerd.

Upgrades people upgrades.

#not harringgrove hate just the facts #steddie #harringgrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #eddie munson #ao3 #ship bait #stranger things 4 #stranger things

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bebx · 1 year

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“why do people ship character A with character B when they barely had any screen time together” is such a silly excuse to shit on other people’s interests when no one forces you to ship character A with character B to begin with. so you could’ve just ignored the ship if it wasn’t your thing instead of being a bitch about it. because 1.) the universe doesn’t revolve around you, not everybody is going to have the same opinions/preferences as you 2.) who tf cares how much screen time character A and B have together? shipping is never about how much screen time characters canonically have together when said characters are fictional and are never real to begin with. they could have zero screen time together, they could be in two entirely different fandoms, and people are still allowed to ship them. because the main point of shipping is not the Drama or the Fighting With Antis but the fun of it. people are allowed to engage in things that bring them joy when in fandoms; they’re allowed to ship, make fan art, write fanfics, create headcanons, or anything they want because what a stranger does with their life in their free time is none of your business. not liking a ship is totally fine, that’s your business. you can always ignore, block, mute things you don’t like. but going out of your way to be a total jerk just because complete strangers have different opinions about fictional characters in movies or books or tv shows is just insane.

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johnnyslittlemonster · 1 year

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rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

I was tagged by @rindecision 😁

(Explicit) Sunshine Of My Lifetime - Harringgrove

“What’s got your panties in a twist, Harrington?”

(Mature) Just A Full Tank Away From Freedome - GreatWise

“Are you sure you don’t want to come stay with me? I mean, my apartment is about as big as a shoe box, but we could make it work.” Jonathan offered.

(Explicit) A Valentine's Day Ronance - Robin/Nancy

“You’ve been so good for me, love.” Nancy praised before attaching her lips to Robin’s neck again.

(Teen) I'll be your king and your queen, whatever you want me to be - GreatWise

The interviewer, Katie, looked all too happy with the things she had written down on her page.

(G) And you can't touch my brother, And you can't keep my friends - Steve & Gareth, Steddie

“Okay Munson, what's the deal?” Gareth asked with a raised eyebrow.

(G) And in the end I'll do it all again. I think you're my best friend. Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright? - Dustin & Eddie

“What’s wrong?” Eddie asked as he pulled into the driveway of the Henderson house.

(Explicit) Church - Argyle/Jonathan

The only thing Jonathan could think of was the beauty of the man between his knees.

(Teen) Time After Time - Robin/Nancy

“Nance?” Robin’s voice sounded wobbly and distraught; Nancy’s heckles raised instantly.

(Explicit) I don't know where you're going, but do you got room for one more troubled soul? - Steddie

“Come on Dingus, it’s only for a few weeks! He just- Wayne works like three time as much as us and he’s worried about Eddie being alone for all of that time.”

(Teen) Stand up fucking tall, Don’t let them see your back, And take my fucking hand, And never be afraid again. - Robin & Billy

Something caught Billy’s attention out of the corner of his eye as he walked around the bar, doing a general once over for any potential drunk problems.

Pretend I'm cool enough to have people to tag here (spoiler alert, I'm not)

#stranger things #greatwise #fanfiction #fanfiction writer #fanfic #steddie #ronance #harringgrove #jargyle #ao3 #archive of our own #will byers #steve harrington #eddie munson #billy harringrove

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