#it could be mungrove

[cavinginhisfvce]

babygirl doesn't get meme shown to them :'( his lil red nose :(

i saw this meme, and had to draw one of the qrts. this is just a silly lil drawing that took me almost 3hrs and its flat lmao

[stevesbipanic]

Friendly reminder that I hate Billy Hargrove and do not ship him with anyone and never will, I'm glad the racist character died and his character did not have a redemption arc.

[ihni]

... it painted such a vivid image in my head, I had to.

[boffeeceans]

Thinking about Billy's tattoo

Thinking about Eddie doing Billy's tattoo

Thinking about Mungrove breakup (or worse...)

Thinking about Billy having Eddie's memory etched into his skin for the rest of life

[i-used-to-wear-the-fedora]

Mungrove AU, where Billy has been dating Eddie for almost a year and a half now, and they're pretty secure in their relationship. Now imagine Billy's surprise when Jonathan comes back to town with his childhood friend Argyle. They're so excited to see each other and catch up, but Eddie's *pissed*. He is completely convinced this new guy is trying to steal his boyfriend. Argyle is a bro and would never do that, but Eddie is jealous with a capital J. Eddie's not angry at Billy, but he does become a lot more physical with him to remind everyone that Billy's his boyfriend.

[ellewritesandrants]

Hopper, after adopting Billy: No! I don’t want to hear another word about this!

Billy: But dad-

Hopper: You are underage! I could barely stand one adult boyfriend but three? No!

Billy: But dad, I love them!

Hopper: If they love you, then they can wait the eight months until you’re legal.

[biillys]

uhhh yo i'm thinkin about. tommy and eddie not Getting each other but Dealing with each other becos of billy. but then somehow without even realising, they actually become pals too. hashtag billy's impact.

then ofc billy + eddie + tommy bestie-ism. becos i want it.

anyway. rewind becos we need to talk about billy + tommy and billy + eddie first before we slap tommy + eddie together

billy initially hating tommy when he first rolled into town, thinking he was kind of pathetic for how he was acting about harrington ditching him, and thinking he was just genuinely like. trying too fucking hard. trying to hard to be liked, to get attention, to get his fucking peers approval. billy already knew. high school didn't fucking matter. other kids approval and opinions didn't mean shit. everyone was fake as fuck. he just had to make it ‘til graduation, then he'd be fucking gone.

but then. he somehow ends up getting roped into joining tommy and his family for dinner one night, becos he's unable to say no to tommy's mom who asked him, and suddenly, he's seeing tommy in a whole new light.

he didn't know that tommy had a fucking baseball teams worth of siblings, and was the 3rd eldest. he watches as tommy cuts up his baby sisters dinner, pulling faces at his little brother next to her the entire time to make him laugh. listens as the entire table actually talks and interacts with each other, how his twin little sisters ask about when carol's coming over next, and how his mom cuts in and asks if carol's appointment went okay the other day and if she was feeling better. watches as him and his older brother clear the table without even being asked, their mom moving to start bath time for the kids under six. can't remember the last time he sat at a dinner table with an entire family and felt warm. like what dinner's look like they feel like in the movies.

after, when he's walking down the hallway to tommy's room, he sees all the pictures of him and harrington. they're all over the the wall, some not even having tommy in them, just steve and other members of the family cheesing at the camera from basically fucking diapers all the way up til last year. that's when he realises. tommy and steve weren't just school friends. steve was fucking family. and he left. over a fucking girl.

suddenly, billy gets it. he fucking Gets it. gets what it's like to have a family member walk out, with little to no explanation or reason, or for the worst fucking reason of all. to have everyone in the world expect you to just be fucking okay with it, like your entire world hasn't just changed, like you aren't eating dinner with one less plate setting now, like birthdays aren't suddenly forevermore gonna be one person short. he fucking gets it.

tommy looks embarrassed, though, when he catches billy eyeing the pictures, the red so obvious on his cheeks, and it feels like this is the first time billy's seen him without the act he puts on at school. billy just gives him a slight nod, then walks past the bathroom and flirts with his mom, feeling good about the way tommy groans behind him.

billy makes more of an effort after that, and tommy stops trying so hard.

maybe one night, after a slightly wild party at some cheerleader's house, him and tommy split to get some food from benny's, walking the whole way cos they're both not in any condition to drive, and tommy ends up spilling the details of what actually happened between him and steve. not just the shit that's been spreading around school, either. the real shit.

billy listens, still slightly drunk and definitely fucking high, and ends up vaguely mentioning his mom. he cuts himself off quickly though, cos even when he's wasted he knows not to expose himself like that. but tommy looks at him, and he nods, and he moves the conversation along.

they get close, after that.

they don't cling to each other at school, with tommy usually floating between anyone and everyone, carol leading the way, and billy only gracing the basketball table with his presence maybe once a week, the other days ditching to his car or hiding out under bleachers becos he’s sick and tired of people, but out of school, they're a bit more attached. 

tommy's mom loves billy, and apparently, so do his siblings. well–the younger ones do, at least. the teens and the two older two seem unfazed by him at best, and wary of him at worst. that's probably fair though, considering his reputation. 

it takes less than a month for billy to clock the fact that tommy doesn’t seem to “get” music. tommy says he considers it something you put on in the background while you do shit, just to have some noise, and billy pulls the car over immediately and gives him a wild look. he pulls out a mixed cd from the glovebox that has a decent chunk of his favourite songs, and when tommy says he's never heard a single one, billy loses his fucking mind for fifteen minutes straight before promising him that before the years out, tommy will understand music. 

tommy just agrees, having learnt early on that billy's gonna billy, and he's expressive and passionate about so fucking little, so seeing him get so worked up about something tommy considers so small is like. kind of fucking adorable. he sits there and listens as billy explains the difference between one band and the next and thinks–he's never actually heard billy sound so genuinely happy to be talking about something before, like his love for it is roots deep.

and then–there's eddie. 

he fucking hates billy on principal alone, at first. heard the talk and rumours about him from day one, his name even being whispered about by hellfire members, and instantly judged and stereotyped the fuck out of him. knows it's pretty pot, kettle–the whole hating each other becos stereotypes etc but like. no way this new california basketball guy isn't gonna tear eddie to shreds. there's no way.

so, he doesn't wait to see how billy treats him, just expects that he's gonna fuck with him the same way all the other assholes do, and writes him off as a waste of time, just like all the other jocks are.

gets the surprise of his life when billy not only acknowledges him publicly at a party, but also knows him by name and talks to him at school. usually, his crowd treats him like his social status is contagious, and keeps any interaction to a quick and private arrangement. except then he's walking down the corridor at school and his name is being yelled across the hall, and suddenly billy hargrove's standing in front of him, a kind of terrifying look on his face.

eddie rolls with it though, figures his buddies will catch him up to speed and explain the rules that keep things flowing around here, and billy'll never speak to him again.

that's not what happens, though. what happens is one of jason's dipshit besties throws an arm over billy's shoulder and laughs, calls eddie a freak like it's the funniest and most original insult to ever exist, and tells billy that they don't actually have to talk to him, that they can get anything they want from samson's older brother who's back from college.

billy shrugs the guy off, "you mean that shit that you were sharing around at patrick's last week? yeah, fuck that. at least munson's shit is good."

eddie watches the scene unfold with slight interest, but writes billy off again when he walks away with the crowd, having gotten the information he needed.

charges him double and a half when billy eventually tracks him down behind the school, and billy gives him a flat look but still hands over the money.

"that the standard price, or you just being a little bitch about it?"

"whatever you wanna tell yourself, short guy."

billy rolls his eyes, but takes the baggie eddie hands him and walks away, flipping him the bird over his shoulder as he goes.

eddie watches him leave and shakes his head. thinks, at least that'll be the last of it.

feels his eyes widen slightly the next week when billy rocks up again, money already in hand.

"price has actually went up this week, sorry man. must've forgot to send you the newsletter," eddie shrugs, walking straight past him and dumping his bag on the table.

"fuckin–seriously? you seriously pulling this shit?"

eddie gets his little tin lunch box out of his bag, not even sparing him a glance.

"supply and demand, gotta make a buck, you know how it is," eddie shrugs again and waits to hear billy's footsteps walk away. that doesn't happen. instead, he hears billy take a deep breath, mutter a fucksake under his breath, then hears his footsteps approach.

"well, how much is it this week, then?"

eddie looks at him over his shoulder, then turns around fully, a slow grin growing on his face. "how much you got?"

watches the flash of anger and frustration cross over billy's face before he seems to reign himself in.

"just–just give me my fucking shit, munson, i swear to god."

eddie just watches him and waits, letting him sweat a bit, before grinning at him, all teeth, then turns back around.

he grabs some things from his little stash then slaps three baggies in billy's hand.

billy clenches his fist around it, before taking another calming breath, then nods.

"how much?"

"same as last week."

billy gives him a look, and eddie snorts.

"supply and demand," he shrugs again, twirling his hair.

billy huffs, slapping the money down on the table.

eddie winks at him.

billy becomes a pretty regular customer after that, even though he looks at eddie like he thinks he’s batshit crazy most days. doesn't stop him from asking for his phone number though, complaining that sneaking notes in lockers is fucking corny. 

next thing eddie knows, billy’s rocking up at his trailer and banging on his door, inviting himself in. eddie would like to pretend to give more of a fuck, but honestly, billy isn't actually that bad. and uncle wayne fucking loves him for some reason.

billy clocks his guitar on his second visit, and sniffs out his fucking heart wide crush on chrissy cunningham on the fourth, and eddie never knows peace affer that. 

it’s a bright as fuck day when billy finally figures out a way to merge his two worlds and get both eddie and tommy into the same place at the same time, and it happens purely by his own intervention.

billy's driving tommy home when eddie’s van mysteriously breaks down, and he calls for a lift. billy eyes his glovebox, where he’s stashed a small but important part of eddies engine, and thinks hell fuckin’ yeah your van’s broke down.

he smirks into his phone as he listens to eddie stress, quickly checking on his passenger as he thinks about the way eddie’s face always screws up whenever he mentions him, and how tommy always looks downright uncomfortable every time he mentions spending time at munson’s trailer. 

but. here's the thing. he doesn't give a fuck. what he does give a fuck about is splitting his time between the two, like a fucking child of divorce, when he could simply just hang out with them both at once, them all chilling together. of course, that involes playing matchmaker. or just like. force them into getting stockholm syndrome about each other or some shit. but whatever. as long as something works. he’s not picky.

he flips his turn signal on and does a u-turn, shrugging when tommy asks where they’re going.

when he pulls up behind eddie’s van, tommy’s face does something complicated, and billy holds back a snort. he gives tommy one last sideway glance before climbing out and going to find eddie.

“what’s the damage?” he calls out, walking up to the front.

“fuck if i know, man. i look after her the best i can, but she’s old as shit and high maintenance, and i’m fucking broke,” eddie says from the front seat where he’s been waiting, looking at billy like maybe he’ll know the answer.

“just leave it. i’ll come back later and have a look. got a passenger though, so. we gotta go,” billy waves his hand dismissively before nodding his head towards his car.

“oh shit, little red’s here?” eddie asks, hopping out and walking alongside him.

billy snorts. “worse.”

eddie opens the back passenger door and ducks down to look before standing straight back up. 

“tell me you’re joking,” he says, sounding fucking pained.

billy laughs. “get in the fucking car, freak.”

it’s the most awkward and uncomfortable drive he’s had since he got his own car, and he spends most of the time trying to make fucking conversation with them both only for them to give him stilted and one word answers back.

“holy fuck,” billy breaks, pulling up in front of tommy’s house. he locks the car doors before anyone can split and turns in his seat. “what’s the big deal between you two? it can’t be that fucking bad. you’re both like–harmless. fucking bitchy, and definitely petty, and both fucking dramatic, but like. harmless. what’s the beef?”

tommy stays silent, making sure to look anywhere but them, while eddie leans forward to look between them. he looks from billy, to tommy, then back to billy.

“just–history,” eddie sighs, giving tommy a look.

billy stares blankly between them both. “history,” he deadpans back.

“well, we have went to school together for most of our lives, even been in most of the same classes in high school,” eddie reasons, sounding offended that billy’s not getting it.

“boo hoo, he stole your lunch money,” billy bitches back, giving eddie a bewildered look, “move past it. you’re like, 20, dude.”

eddie gives him an incredulous look right back, and billy shrugs, unlocking the car doors. tommy bolts.

“christ, man. you don’t get it,” eddie starts after he’s jumped in the front seat and they’ve started to drive away, “you haven't been at the bottom of the food chain.”

billy raises an eyebrow at him, ‘cause like fuck has he never been at the bottom of the food chain, and eddie fucking knows that. billy’s turned up at his trailer enough times now after a run in with his dad for eddie to have put the pieces together.

“that’s fucking different, don’t even try to compare,” eddie shoots back instantly, throwing his arms out.

“yeah, ‘cause one’s fucking high school bullshit, and one’s my fucking homelife. like, dude. come on, seriously? he bullied you? i fucking bully you.”

“yeah but you bully me because you want to fuck me, he bullied me for like–fucking everything. living in a trailer, hellfire club,” he starts listing, “my parents and all that bullshit–my fucking band–”

“yeah, and i tried to fuck your uncle last week,” billy cuts him off, sitting there and giving him a blank look. 

eddie looks scandalised before a smile starts to crack, a slight laugh coming out. “you are such a fucking asshole.”

billy laughs right back, making an illegal turn and flooring it, “fuck you, i’m your hottest fucking customer. now, let’s go fix your fucking van.”

“tommy ain’t that bad,” billy tries again as he puts eddies van back into working condition, pulling the piece he took out earlier from his jacket and putting it back in the engine, eddie none the wiser sitting in the driver's seat.

eddie raises his eyebrows at him when he pops up to look at him over the hood, “uh huh. sure. tommy hagen’s got a heart of gold.”

billy rolls his eyes then bends back over, fixing up the last few things before slamming the hood shut.

“seriously. he’s like, chill, once you get to know him. he pissed me off too when i first met him. then, i actually gave him the time of day, and now–” billy shrugs, wiping his hands and smearing some grease around, then walking around to eddie’s door.

“why the hell do you care so much–what? you want us to all share friendship bracelets? want us to jam together?” eddie questions, looking at billy through his rolled down window.

billy lets out a deep breath. “‘cause. we’re almost graduated, we’re basically fucking adults, and i don't want to spend my fucking summer having to divide my days going between you both because you guys can’t get over shit from middle school. we were all fuckin’ pricks when we were twelve. luckily, you two both grew out of it, but i sure as shit didn't. so, either learn to get along, or i’ll make you fucking get along.”

billy pulls out a pack of smokes, gets one out, gives eddie a salute, then lights up and walks away.

billy’s words bounce around in his head the following days, and when billy tells him to meet him at his car after school three days later and he rocks up to tommy and carol fucking perkins sitting in the back seat, eddie stops for a minute before standing tall, then throws himself into the front passenger seat.

billy smiles his most angelic smile at him, and when eddie turns around, tommy won’t meet his eye. carol smirks at him and pops her bubblegum. “‘sup, eddie.”

eddie didn't even know she knew his name. he lifts his hand in a weird little wave before turning back around and facing the road. “fuck you,” he mutters under his breath, sinking down in his seat.

billy laughs and drops his hand to rest on eddie’s knee, squeezing it. “we’re gonna have fun, baby,” he mumbles back.

after a few blocks, billy pulls up to benny’s diner and cuts the engine.

“you said ‘meet me at my car, it’s important’,” eddie deadpans, looking around the busy carpark in the peak of the after school rush, tommy and carol already getting out.

“yeah,” billy deadpans right back, eyes looking fucking gleeful, “after school milkshakes. most important part of the day.”

“you’re lactose intolerant,” eddie breathes out disbelievingly as they both reach for their car doors.

“i know,” billy grins, pushing his door open and stepping out, then turning around and leaning in, “now let’s go, hot stuff.”

and maybe one day i'll finish this. oops.

[animangalover-writes]

I love harringrove as much as the next guy, and I love Eddie being one of Billy's friends/Billy's only friend outside of that relationship. However, I am a mungrove shipper and I think it's adorable to think of Steve and Billy becoming frenemies. They finally get to hang out with another boy their own age without the expectation of a relationship and who had very similar experiences in their growth. They would understand each other's situations and pov's and be able to enjoy being jocks together. Meanwhile mungrove kiss under the stars listening to hardcore rock music.

[onstrangerthighs]

Well, your mama kept you- Billy's mother stays with him in the sense that he idolizes her, so she's keeping him in the past because she made him happy. He keeps her with him like a photograph. Even though holding onto her also hurts him, since it reminds him of what he once had, it's what keeps him going nowadays.

but your daddy left you- Since Neil doesn't act like a real father, he left Billy, too. He betrays Billy over and over again every time he abuses him.

And I should've done the same- In reference to the "keep" line, Billy's partner wishes they could've kept him with them. Kept him safe. Kept him from leaving this world.

But I came to love you- To really love Billy is to understand that you cannot keep him in one place for very long, no matter how much you wish he'd stay. He's not used to safety. Loving him is only hard when you realize there's a chance you could lose him forever.

And I want to flee- Having someone in his life who loves him and treats him the way he deserves to be treated baffles him. It feels too good to be true. He wants to run because he's afraid that if he'll stay then it'll hurt all the more when it comes to an end. Nothing good lasts forever.

[giurochedadomani]

I'm rewatching because of reasons and Lucas and Max are having the 'you miss it? The ocean? The waves? California? Hawkins must be lame in comparison' and oh god, the way Billy could have exactly the same conversation with Eddie while sharing a joint and use almost the exact same speech: 'no it's not that, it's just... My friends are still there. The thing is Neil found Susan, and decided that we all needed a fresh start, as if Cali was the problem with the whole happy family thing, which is total bullshit. So now I'm stuck here babysitting Maxine, who hates my guts. Neil has always been an asshole, but now he flips his shit the moment I step out of the line'

[magniloquent-raven]

i’ve read it a few times already but!!!! billy blowing eddie for drugs when he’s low on cash. the first time billy offers eddies taken aback cuz “dude, you really don’t have to do that.” and billy’s just like “your loss, dungeon master.” and ofc then eddies just like “oh what the hell get back here.” and then it just. becomes a thing???? when billy doesn’t have the cash he’ll just wordlessly sink to his knees and start unbuckling eddies belt.

it's canon and no one can tell me otherwise. billy would 100% do that.

kinda wonder if eddie would like...know that billy's family is on the low end of working class. now that im thinking about it. seems like something billy wouldnt broadcast, like, he keeps his car looking nice & he doesnt wear ratty clothes in public & it's not like he's super keen to invite people to his house. so eddie sees this guy who's on the basketball team, hanging out with all the same privileged assholes steve used to hang out with, upper middle class dickheads who buy eddie's shit but sneer at his torn jeans and the busted zipper on his jacket. and eddie makes assumptions about billy. so billy gets charged the same marked up price as the rest of his asshole teammates. and eddie knows billy knows he's getting fucked over, the "are you fucking kidding me" look on his face the first time eddie told him how much he was charging was fucking priceless. but what was even better was his helpless frustration when eddie reminded him that he didnt really have any other options. so he could pay up or get lost. maybe eddie relished it a bit too much but he saw what billy did to harrington's face, alright, he knows billy isnt a nice person, he could probably stand to be taken down a peg or two.

but it's only a fun little power trip for a couple months. cuz one day billy comes to him with an odd, determined look on his face, flushed and unsteady with an unfocused glaze over his bright eyes. drunk, by the looks of it. in the middle of the day. he gets up in eddie's space, prods his chest with two fingers. and tells him he's been dipping into his savings for this. for eddie's shitty overpriced weed. and he can't do it anymore. but he can pay with other things.

which is a lot of things to process at once. especially when billy immediately goes for his belt and eddie's brain shuts down entirely.

billy's cold knuckles brush the soft skin below his belly button and he stutters back to life, grabbing billy's wrist and stopping him with a few gentle tugs.

he lets billy crash at his place to sleep it off. he's pretty when he's not putting up a front, but he drools, and it gets all over eddie's pillowcase.

eddie spends the rest of the day half-paying attention to the world around him. he fully expects billy to be gone when he gets back home, and he's prepared to get aggressively ignored whenever they're in proximity at school.

billy is not gone.

billy is sullen. and standoffish. but he's stayed. he made eddie's bed.

and. hell, he's kinda pretty when he's awake too.

so. it's a thing. billy blows him when his paychecks don't survive stocking up on smokes and keeping the camaro polished and neil charging rent. which seems to happen a lot. eddie wonders, guiltily, how much of billy's savings he took.

but then he starts to notice. things. like the clear outline in billy's back pocket right before he drops to his knees and claims he forgot his wallet. and the decidedly not empty baggie of pot in the camaro's glove box when he checks it for a condom. and the fact that billy lingers now. he never used to. he'd blow eddie like his life depended on it and then run the second eddie handed over the merchandise.

they start to smoke together. talk a little. while billy lingers. and one day eddie's brave enough to do what he's been wanting to since the first time billy touched him. when they finally come up for air, eddie still reeling from the taste of his own release on billy's tongue, billy drops ducks his head. almost shyly.

it's fucking cute.

it's less cute when he punches eddie's shoulder. "took you long enough."

[cavinginhisfvce]

it do be like that 💃🏽

[kazhan-draws]

Movie night 💙 Full version on twitter 🍆

[gonegrove]

It’s interesting thinking about how to make parent mungrove work inside the canon timeline due to how queer adoption and such has gone in the us. (Assuming we’re not working with any trans situation that could theoretically cut out the middle man here)

Like for a while they would not have been able to adopt bc they weren’t married, then it would’ve been trying to find someone who’d look at these two and be like “yeah let’s give them a kid”. Which given their Vibes and any possible records they might have is probably an uphill battle. I will also say it’s not completely impossible or anything, I was in elementary school in the early 2000s and 2 of my classmates where siblings raised by a lesbian couple— so it’s not like it’s legally impossible. It’s just that I’m trying to be realistic. Eddie was literally a drug dealer (even if he doesn’t have a record on that I’m taking it into account for vibes minimum), both have very rocky histories and how financially stable they are is up to your imagination.

Then there’s things like insemination and surrogacy but that’s $$$$$ something they don’t have and if they ever will is dubious. So that’s a no go.

Like realistically their best bet would be either having a VERY cool friend who’d be willing to do insemination on a more dyi level or get pregnant the ole fashioned way or like to be in relationships with afab people who are objectively iffy choices of partners, lax with or intentionally off birth control, end up keeping a pregnancy for whatever reason but then also ending up in a situation where they either only get partial custody or full custody gets given to Eddie/Billy for whatever reason. Possibly with said Iffy Partner then fucking off into the night.

Which like— it’s honestly the kinda thing I wouldn’t be surprised to have happen to either of them so…

[boffeeceans]

Thinking about this little car on Eddie's nightstand, I can't possibly figure out what kind of car it is, not from such a blurry picture and I'm also not a car person... but it's giving me mungrove thoughts, some sad, some not so

[mrsblackruby]

Okay I don’t have the time to write this prompt out with the justice it deserves but I keep thinking about it so I’m gonna share it. The idea is basically a minor scale horror fic that focuses on Billy’s PTSD from being possessed by the mind flayer. It has the potential for great body and psychological horror. If I were to ever have the time to make it the main idea would consist of it not being the victim’s fault when someone takes advantage of them.

Pls feel free to steal this idea and if anyone ever makes this pls just send the fic my way so I can read that Bitch lolz. And if something like this already exist please recommend it I’m obsessed with the concept at the moment