#billy x steve x eddie

[psychicskulldamage]

[trans-can-fire]

Dustin *phone recording, entering inside Eddie's room while he's sleeping*: "WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD"

Eddie: "Ugh, what's going on?"

Steve *rising right behind him*: "What the fuck man"

Billy *appearing from under the bedsheets*: "Yeah bro, what the fuck"

[harringroveera]

Billy: *exit his car*

Steve: Not to be gay but...Wow

Eddie: You don’t have to be gay to appreciate a man’s beauty, Steve

Steve: No I want him to bend me over his Camaro and fuck me

Eddie: ...okay

Eddie: Can I join?

[shieldofiron]

Eddie has a dream of two jocks and a great (but sexy) nap.

[weird-an]

Billy's first detention he has gotten in Hawkins and, of course, he sits next to Steve fucking Harrington. Who is the reason Billy is on the edge every day, because he's just too pretty and Billy can't stay away.

He already feels worn thin, but it's even worse. Because the guy behind him is testing his patience every second. Eddie Munson tugs at his hair. Again.

"Wow, is this a perm?"

This guy has a fucking death wish. Billy turns around. Mr. Wilson fucked off ages ago to probably drink a bottle of whiskey and forget about his miserable life, so who's there to stop him?

"Are you fucking serious, freak?" Billy slaps his hands on the table.

Eddie doesn't move. Just grins at him, unfazed, mischief blinking in his eyes.

"It just looks so pretty. Too pretty to be real." He raises his hand, grabbing one of Billy's curls.

"Shut up." Billy blinks. His throat turns dry. Who does Munson think he is?

"Munson is right, you know."

Billy glares at Harrington. He pops a bubblegum, bright pink and oddly enough matching his polo. "Just sayin'."

"Finally we agree on something, Steve," Eddie snickers.

Billy didn't even know these guys were talking. Kings and freaks don't usually cross paths.

Eddie yanks his hair. Hard. It sends a spark down Billy's chest, lighting a little fire in his stomach. He can't move, stands there, sinking into cloud of cotton candy, colored just like Harrington's shirt.

"Not so threatening now anymore, are you?" Eddie asks, a low laugh accompanying his words.

There's another hand stroking his hair, Steve's aftershave tickling his nose.

"Too pretty to be real," Harrington repeats Eddie's words. Billy isn't sure he's even talking to him. He grows warmer.

"You wanna be good for once?" Eddie's voice is soft, a sharp contrast to his fingernails grazing along Billy's scalp.

Billy can't think. Maybe he doesn't have to, for once.

[officialbillyhoehargrove]

Billy: *freshly out of shower coming downstairs with only a towel around his hips, his curls falling to his face, looking at Steve behind his thick long eyelashes shining with the water droplets* do you have a comb baby?

Steve: *mesmerized from Billy's beauty* wow you're so beautiful baby, i didn't even realize I have such a pretty boyfriend look at you

Eddie: *looking away from tv and seeing Billy*

[thatmunsonboy]

Billy “i’m straight you sluts” Hargrove

Eddie “you’ve literally had my dick in your ass” Munson

Steve “you’ve sucked my dick more than i can count” Harrington

Eddie “suck my dick Harrington” Munson

Steve “but you look so much prettier on your knees than i do Munson” Harrington

Billy “you both disgust me, i love you two so much” Hargrove

Steve “who’s turn is it to pick up the kids” Harrington

Billy “who gives a fuck, wait was Max and El with them” Hargrove

Eddie “OH MY GOD I FORGOT ABOUT OUR KIDS” Munson

Billy “i hope you two know that i may be an asshole, but you’ve made my life so much better” Hargrove

Eddie “you’re making Stevie cry” Munson

Steve “i’m not crying Munson, fuck you” Harrington

Eddie “i love you too Stevie” Munson

Billy “don’t touch my boyfriends or i’ll beat you to a pulp” Hargrove

Steve “Eddie and Billy are precious beans i must protect at all costs” Harrington

Eddie “if you touch them you’ll see what a satanic sacrifice is like” Munson

Bonus: Dustin “at least Steve doesn’t forget pick up times” Henderson & Eddie “I SAID I WAS SORRY HENDERSON” Munson

[aflores98]

I think I would love to read a fic, where like Billy and Eddie don't get involved in the upside-down stuff until much late and only after, for some reason, Steve has disappeared and the party is looking for him.

So they get this almost legend-like version of a warrior from the kids. A brave, relentless young man who tries his best from the adults but silence from the other teens, almost a forlorn but protective vibe.

Until later on, after saving lives and the Horrors™ of Hawkings, the other teens start opening up. They start talking about a King who laid down his crown for love, a lonely boy who craved love and family so much he would risk hell to keep them safe, about an ice prince who rebuilt his entire self because he wanted to be better.

So they learn piece by piece about this mysterious guy who means so much to their new family, and they start holding some respect to his name.

That's until they meet the Pretty Boy™ from Hawkings, while he's hatching creatures away and covered in blood.

And then they both go: How did y'all not say he was Babygirl Doe eyes?

[suspiciouslackofclowns]

Of all the things his partners could have chosen to fawn over, it had to be one of Billy’s biggest insecurities.

It had to be his stomach.

He’s learned to relax a little. To eat full meals and let himself have snacks without feeling guilty for consuming them. It’s still hard, but he’s trying to fight that little voice in the back of his head with common sense.

If he’s hungry, he should eat. A packet of crackers between meals isn’t going to kill him.

Steve said once that if he’s eating as much as he’s supposed to and he gains a little weight, that it was weight he was supposed to gain.

Now, he’s not chubby by any means, but he’s… getting there. The cut of his jawline isn’t as pronounced and his abs are gone. His ass has never looked better, he supposes, but that doesn’t seem to faze either of it partners.

Because they’re into weird shit, apparently.

That much could always be assumed of Eddie, but Steve? Steve was the surprise.

He’s the one who’s always checking to see whether or not Billy has eaten, always touching and kissing and never using the word stomach because apparently tummy sounds better to him.

It’s all very endearing. Makes Billy feel a little less shitty about himself.

Until Steve says some choice words during sex.

He has Billy pinned to the mattress, rolling his hips steadily, and spreading Billy’s legs as wide as they’ll get.

Eddie’s off somewhere, probably watching He-Man in the next room with his stiffy tucked into the waistband of his boxers because he can hear everything. Waiting patiently until he’s ready to come claim his sloppy seconds.

The blond’s skin is flushed from head to toe, and his breaths have been reduced to little pants and sighs that leave him in time with Steve’s thrusts.

He’s anticipating Eddie coming in any minute. Shuffling in beside Steve and filling Billy up even more — they’ve done it before, and he hasn’t been able to get it out of his head ever since.

Just thinking about watching his partners make out hot and heavy while they rail him has an ache settling into his core. Like he needs it.

Steve snaps his hips harder, eyes focused down at Billy through his lashes.

It’s perfect. Billy’s eyes well with tears, and just as his back begins to come away from the bed, Steve reaches out. Splays a hand against Billy’s stomach and presses, and his eyes may as well roll back into his skull.

“Taking such good care of yourself,” he sighs.

And Billy, nearly at his peak, furrows his brows. Confused. His body is still overcome with tremors not a second later. He groans and arches his back, painfully aware of how Steve’s hand stays put.

Steve buries himself deep after another few thrusts and comes hard. Has to stabilize himself with his hands on the mattress at Billy’s sides while he comes down from the high. For a moment, they breathe the same breath. Bask in the heat radiating from one another.

Then, Steve leans down. Kisses just below Billy’s ribs, and smooths his thumb back and forth over his skin right under his navel where he’s softest.

Now, he’s not really one for I love you’s but Billy’s pretty sure he’s damn close to saying it right now.

“Dirty talk took a weird turn,” he breathes.

Allows his body to relax against the mattress once again as he sweeps a hand through his sweat-slick hair. Steve hums amusedly against his skin, and Billy can feel the outline of his smile.

“Sorry,” Steve says. “Couldn’t help myself.”

He continues to lavish Billy’s stomach with attention. Wordless praise stamped into his flesh in the form of gentle, loving kisses and rubs.

It feels especially nice in the afterglow.

Maybe Billy’s into weird shit too.

Maybe this shit was never that weird in the first place.

“Aw, is Billy getting some tummy lovin’?” Eddie lilts.

He appears suddenly, jumping on the bed and causing the blond’s muscles to tense up from the surprise of it.

“Mhmm,” Steve hums.

A warm, damp washcloth smooths over his abdomen, courtesy of Eddie. He wipes up the evidence of Billy’s pleasure and leans down to press his lips to his forehead after.

“Good.” Eddie tosses the cloth aside, landing softly in the nest of dirty laundry that he’s conveniently left on the floor, and smooths his hands down Billy’s ribs from above. “Soft tummies need extra love.”

Billy’s face heats up. Especially when he feels Steve’s cock give a kick where it’s still buried inside him.

“You guys are so weird,” he huffs.

“We just love you, sweetheart,” Steve coos. Interlocks his fingers with Eddie’s over Billy’s sides. “And we love your tum—“

“If you say that word one more time, I’m gonna lose it.”

Steve snickers. Begins kissing around Billy’s navel softly, and it’s glaringly obvious that he’s starting to fill out again. Billy can fucking feel it.

Above him, Eddie sits up. Slides off the mattress gingerly and begins unfastening his belt as he rounds the bed.

“He’s right, you know,” he lilts.

Takes hold of one of Billy’s legs, just below his knee, and spreads him wider. The stretch has a groan leaving the blond’s lips.

Steve stands up straight, chewing his lip eagerly as he watches Eddie pull his cock out.

The two make eye contact briefly. Then they’re tilting into a kiss. The sight has Billy feeling a warm pool of electricity in his belly, especially when Eddie peaks at him out of the corner of his eye.

Like he can’t go a few seconds without looking at him.

A thumb gently swipes back and forth over Billy’s thigh, where he’s still being held, and he can’t help that his skin suddenly feels like it’s blistering with heat.

Maybe it’s not so bad that they picked a strange part of him to fawn over. It can’t be if it gets him in situations like this.

He just has to get used to his tummy being appreciated first.

[sunwarmed-ash]

My beautiful, amazing, fellow poly/ot3 shippers

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[gracegrove]

So there's this video trend that pops up on gymtok/brotok every once in a while. And because I follow around about Crossfit and lifting techniques I'll see them. But anyways I'm not sure if it's truly called anything, but I will dub it "the cake test" because someone will lay stomach-side down on the ground and then a friend will roll a loaded barbell overtop of them (they roll it from your feet towards your head). The goal is to see if you have enough cake to stop the barbell from rolling any further up. If the barbell stops on your butt or before it reaches your back, congrats you've got cake! If not? Uh oh...

Anyways... I was thinking that this would be yet another thing that Billy and Steve would be up to. Yet again messing around with the school's gym equipment. Maybe because it started with an argument first about who was thiccest. 😭 And then maybe even Eddie swings by, he has no clue what's going on but he wants to be included. So they include him. But the barbell just rolls right over him and doesn't stop until it's damn near at his shoulders. And Steve and Billy are looking at each other, and it's really quiet. And Eddie's even more confused just laying there, "so did I win? ... Guys? Guys?"

[psychicskulldamage]

I'm obsessed with them 😩😩😩

[trans-can-fire]

OK but imagine Steve and Eddie vibin in the pool while Billy is on guard duty. He pulls out his phone and starts recording them, singing "two bros chillin' in the hot tub five feet apart cause they're not gay" but then Steve turns around and screams "BITCH YOU'RE DATING BOTH OF US"

[harringroveera]

Eddie: The first time I met Billy, he gave me 2 dollars. It wasn’t necessary and nobody asked him to do it, but he still did it

Steve: You gave Eddie 2 dollars?

Billy: I thought he was homeless

[shieldofiron]

Steve sure has a type.

Bonus:

[weird-an]

Jim comes home late from work. Which is convenient, because Billy has some friends over for the first time.

Apparently Steve and him are friends with the local drug dealer - the one Jim chooses to ignore, because he's so annoying and just talks and talks until Jim forgets that he wants to take him to the station. It's mostly just weed, so why even bother?

When he opens the door, he's greeted by a confusing scene. Billy lies between Eddie and Steve. His head is resting on Steve's shoulder, most of his body is sprawled across Eddie's lap. He's sleeping. Even snoring a little, while Steve is playing with his hair.

"Hey Chief!“ Eddie Munson waves at him. "Billy is asleep."

Steve shushes him. "This is why we should be quiet," he whispers.

Billy snores a little louder as if to agree. Jim has rarely seen him so relaxed before.

Billy is wearing a Hellfire Club shirt. He doesn't own one.

Jim stops, when he tries to think about why this seems so odd. Eddie winks at him.

What the fuck. Are they …?

It's too late at night to think about stuff like this. It's already giving him a headache. Jim grabs a bottle from the shelf and takes a swig.

"Good night," he grumbles, trying to hide is astonishment.

He hears Steve cackling.

"Be quiet, our bo… Billy is asleep." Eddie says, not lowering his voice at all.

Jim decides to take the bottle with him. At least Billy looks happy. Who gives a shit how many people he needs for that. But did it have to be Hawkins treasure and the local drug dealer?