#billy hargrove however....

[rigginsstreet]

me in my mind: yeah this characters realistically a verse in the relationship. hashtag equality

me writing: bottombottombottombottombottombottombottom

[pixielle-hrrngrv]

do you think billys life would've turned out differently if his name was wilbur instead of william?

... like the pig from Charlotte's Web??? if so then absolutely yes.

I see it tbh, those little piggie tail curls are kinda serving it.

[thatgirlwithasquid]

work besties :D

[ghostlynimbus]

I'm curious...

Which major domain/category do you most associate with Billy Hargrove?

Also please feel free to reblog/reply/send an ask with any thoughts or comments you want to share. In addition to a major domain, all characters are going to have minor domains that can be pretty much anything and do not have to fit neatly into the above categories.

[thisisourlovestory]

At this point the only thing I want is a boyfriend who hugs me with one arm around my waist/lower back and the other that goes up my back so his hand is in my hair basically cradling my head

That’s it

Is that so much to ask?

and yes this did stem from Spencer Reid in a very specific episode but that’s not important. also probably just the constant string of my fictional crushes

[every-dayiwakeup]

[bowiebond]

Honestly, I almost wish they had gone through with Karen and Billy just so we could have those small scenes of Billy being strung along by Karen, acting like nothing she does bothers him while also doing anything she wants of him; and eventually it accumulates into the day where she breaks things off for the sake of her family and he just breaks.

He cries because he’s just a kid and she’s supposed to love him and stay with him and he doesn’t understand why she’s suddenly being so cold when for months she’s been treating him with gentleness and kindness even when they weren’t fucking — and maybe somewhere along the line he assumed they would be more.

That they’d move away from this shitty town, away from her shitty husband and his shitty dad and they could live together somewhere by the ocean and he’d make her so much happier than him and why doesn’t she love me anymore, why is she leaving, I did everything right, please mom don’t hang up the phone, don’t leave me alone with him

[boffeeceans]

He wants to say it. He wants Billy to know. I love you, I love you, “I love you.”

And that’s where Eddie fucks up, vocalizing his feelings, no matter how much of a whisper it was. Billy freezes, puts his guard back up, he rises, takes his shirt, and says, “I should go.”

“Billy.”

“Don’t.”

Eddie doesn’t listen, tries again, doesn’t get a response, and by the time he manages to scramble his way out of the back of his van Billy has already left him in the dust. Eddie can’t do anything but just stand there for a while. Stand and stare, and he really didn’t realize just how cold it was before. Eventually he gets himself to move, to put on the rest of his clothes, to get in the driver’s seat. He’s so close to slamming his head into the steering wheel, he doesn’t. Doesn’t cry either, won’t let himself even though he wants to. God, he’s such a colossal fuck up. But what else is new, right? This can be fixed, he hopes it can be fixed, he’ll give it a few days, hope Billy will come to him and if not he’ll go to Billy.

[symbioticsimplicity]

I just had a terrible day, don't mind me projecting hardcore.

What if the most trying part of getting Billy healed after everything isn't getting him to be nice? It isn't getting him to let his guard down or trust the people who are trying to care for him, or any of the obvious things they're prepared for.

What if its getting him to recognize when people are being unkind to him?

Like reasonably he knows when people are being shitty to him, feels the anger that comes with it, but after years and years of pushing it down or redirecting it, he's lost faith in his own ability to know when his anger is justified. Its always there, and he's become conscious of it, so its really hard for him to tell when its ABOUT something.

He's been treated like shit by pretty much everyone who's known him too, so he's also shaky on what constitutes someone being actually shitty to him. Sure, he knows hitting is bad, even when its him (although that also took a while), but mean words? Ignoring his needs? Not lending a hand to help him when someone easily could? Those are all just so normal to him, its like he's blind to it.

It takes the group MONTHS to get him to the point where he can assess how someone is treating him and tell if its bullshit or not. And even then its not always accurate because he often slips into justifying why they're treating him that way.

[raven-cl]

Doesn't matter who I am, I'm here for you for you Steve. See, I'm real

[rigginsstreet]

TV APPRECIATION WEEK 2024 Day 2: Favourite male character -BILLY HARGROVE (stranger things) insp.

[lumaxramblings]

Ok, back it up.

A Billy stan hate Erica, because "she think she knows better than anyone at 12" and also said "don't let children talk or have opinions"

average stan of a racist tbh

[marypsue]

pls elaborate on the realizations you had re: stranger things, characterization choices, and scooby doo? Is it that all/both easily freaked out characters are stoners, which is a common belief abt shaggy? (even tho shaggy is only a stoner in the live action movies 😒 and not the cartoons 😒 i will die on this hill 😒😒) Or something else? I am very curious 👀

Oh it was just. They took away Jonathan's entire personality and replaced it with 'weed joke', which I hated, and gave him a terrible haircut, which I also hated. And I didn't get the point of it (other than apparently they are bored of the Byers and can't think of anything interesting to do with them, which. Pick me. I have ideas. My hand is raised).

But then they also gave Jonathan a best friend who apparently is scared shitless of supernatural shenanigans but will do just about anything for his friends and a Scooby Snack, a brightly-painted logo-adorned van that the crew spend a whole season driving around solving mysteries in, and a personality transplant that's just 'weed joke'. And they do so many shot-for-shot recreations and lift so many production design and plot elements from classic films and television. And like.

They're doing an extended riff on Shaggy and Scooby. I get it. I don't like it, I think it was poorly done and that any time you have to change who a character has already been established as to make them fit into the mold of the thing you're riffing on, it's bad storytelling. But I get it now.

[poolsidepanic]

Physically affectionate Chrissy, my beloved. Her kissing everyone's cheeks and leaning against people? Yes, good, fantastic. There are absolutely also people she gives so many hugs to. Eddie is a hugger so him, and then Billy is basically her best friend and the amount of time they spend cuddling is bizarre to everyone other than them.

[chucky-vs-the-giant-tortoise]

clingy

Rafe Cameron x reader

(REQUEST): Hey. I just came across your tumblr and I lovedddd the Billy Hargrove x platonic sister reader it was sooo cute yet so Billy coded 😭. I was just wondering if you would write a Rafe x romantic gf reader based upon something along the lines of that they are at a party and Rafe despite being around his friends Topper and Kelce, he's just low key paying attention to the reader. A lil bit of separation anxiety if you catch my drift. Hope this request isn't too much trouble for you to write 😭😭😭

warning(s): sexually suggestive content!

a/n: i'm so glad you liked my billy snippet! your support means the world darling, and fulfilling your request is no trouble at all. i just hope that i did it justice.

Y/N hadn’t expected this from Rafe.

After all, Rafe Cameron was hardly the type to be so obvious. Y/N knew from experience that he preferred to keep things to himself, shielding his emotions from potentially prying eyes. He wouldn’t dare be caught in such a vulnerable position, yearning for his girl despite her standing only a few feet away from him.

However, that didn’t seem to stop him tonight as he watched Y/N from across the room, his eyes tracing her swaying hips as she threw her head back in drunken delight. Even in her state of intoxication, Y/N had felt Rafe’s eyes on her ever since they’d arrived at one of Topper’s infamous ragers. He’d long abandoned his conversation with Top and Kelce in favour of taking her in between shots of hard liquor, his fingers itching to find the small of Y/N’s back.

“Yo, you good man?” Kelce smiled, patting him jovially on his shoulder. Rafe turned to meet his friend's eyes, heat rising to his cheeks. He did his best to blame it on the alcohol.

"Yeah. Yeah man, 'm alright."

The words fell effortlessly from his lips, but Rafe wasn't even sure that he believed them. He wasn't used to this tightness gripping his chest, his body aching for the feeling of Y/N’s soft skin against his.

"He's fine, Kelce," Topper smirked over the rim of his drink. "Our boy here's just feelin' a little pussy-whipped. Aren't you, Cameron?"

Rafe's face hardened as the two boys laughed, his jaw clenching. "Fuck off, Top."

"Hey man!" Topper put his hands up in mock surrender, chuckling as he spoke. "No need to get all embarrassed. Just didn't know getting with Y/N would make you so soft, that's all."

Rafe gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to lose his temper. Y/N always hated when he thought with his fists and not his head, and he reckoned she wouldn't be pleased to watch him throw his best friend into the nearest wall.

Instead Rafe chose to stand with a slurred whatever, man, opting to leave Kelce and Topper behind in favour of the only person who could keep him calm.

"Hey," Y/N said softly, looking up as Rafe’s presence loomed over her shoulder. She couldn't help but smile as she felt Rafe's hands admire her figure from behind, shuddering as they found their way around her waist. Rafe pulled her close to his front, swaying with Y/N as she continued to dance on unsteady feet. "Got bored of Top already, huh?" She nodded over to where his idiotic friends were now busy offering shots to any girls unfortunate enough to cross their paths.

"Nah," Rafe said, his voice low and gravelly from the alcohol. "Just missed you, kid."

Y/N turned, resting her head on her boyfriend's chest, and Rafe brought his hand up to cup the nape of her neck. God, he'd been craving this all night. Y/N's weight against his chest, the addictive smell of her perfume—just her presence had a way of pacifying him like nothing else could.

Finally Rafe felt himself relax, his face buried in Y/N's hair.

"That so?" Y/N whispered into the sensitive skin of his neck. Rafe chuckled, using his free hand to move a few strands of hair from her face.

"What're you playin' at, hm?"

"Nothin'." He found himself lost in the sickly sweet tone of her voice, pooling like honey in his ears. "Just surprised. Didn't think the Big Bad Rafe Cameron would miss little ole me."

Y/N whimpered suddenly as Rafe's grip tightened around the back of her neck, his hair brushing against her cheek as he leant down to her height.

“Why don't we get out of here then, kid." Goosebumps broke out over Y/N’s arms as Rafe spoke, low and steady. "Let me show you just how much I missed you."