I haven't done a positivity post in awhile so I figure now is a time for shoutouts to some lovely people! Thank you all for being so sweet, kind, wonderful, and for gracing my dash with your presence {and for putting up with Billy which goes without saying}. If you aren't following these amazing blogs then you really should be. I am sending each and every one of you the biggest internet hugs right now!!! Please don't ever change! <3
@hauntedxwritings, @nanlanmo, @filmdesque, @ruinedmyself, @lupaeus, @greedaeye, @snnydcys, @little-elena, @multi-royalty, @zoomingupthathill, @righteouslysin, @hairoic, @havvkinsqueen, @obscurebelief, @xxhushedandhauntedxx, @lxvefrxmthextherside, @rebelliousfamily, and @qapsiel
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Early upload because I'm driving tonight for a little weekend holiday. The next chapter of 'Let me be what I am, and seek not to alter me' is now up.
Tags: Steve Harrington's King Steve Persona, s1 Steve Harrington, S1 Tommy Hagan, Slice of Life, Nerd Billy Hargrove, Virgin Billy Hargrove, Flower Child Billy Hargrove, Possessive Behavior, Possessive Steve Harrington, Possessive Tommy Hagan, Innocent Billy Hargrove, Billy Hargrove is a Sweetheart, Genderfluid Billy Hargrove, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, bullying as flirting, Latino Billy Hargrove, Yeah no one is straight in this one, Corruption Kink, kind of, Car Sex, Accidental Voyeurism, Daddy Kink, Feminization, Switch Steve Harrington, Switch Tommy Hagan, They take it in turns, Bottom Billy Hargrove, because of course it will be
Summary:
Billy escapes to Hawkins with his mother and her girlfriend for his sophomore year of high school where he meets the King and Prince of Hawkins high.
Steve and Tommy have grown up sharing everything with each other, so when they lay eyes on the sweet new kid it's a no brainer. They're going to share him.
The problem with hitting on an innocent hottie who hasn't even had his first kiss yet is that sometimes they don't realise they're being hit on.
Chapter Summary: Billy and Tracy go for ice cream. Tommy and Steve go to the lake.
Read it on AO3
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love the idea of billy being able to approach anyone at school and it just being accepted. him not necessarily being apart of the popular crowd but anytime he chooses to grace them with his presence, they're all over him, offering him a seat and the latest hottest gossip. him talking to some nerd in class, asking for a pen becos he doesn't believe in bringing his own school supplies, and said nerd internally rolling their eyes but still handing over a pen. him talking to the drama kids, asking where they got that sick as fuck leather jacket for their musical, getting confused and lowkey alarmed looks but still an answer.
love the idea of there being only a select few people that can approach him and have him actually respond and acknowledge them, everyone else not even getting a glance.
eddie being one of them.
eddie and billy seeming to become eddie and billy overnight, like one day they were strangers and the next they were basically inseparable.
eddie walking up behind billy in the hallway and swinging an arm over his shoulder, fucking with his hair, before dumping half the shit he was carrying in billy’s basically unused satchel. billy giving him a what the fuck look but still holding it open for him, and eddie rolling his eyes and saying it was fucking empty anyway, billy shoving his satchel onto eddie's shoulder cos he’s not carrying around eddie's shit for him all day.
eddie being able to lean against billy's car, jump in the passenger seat without an invitation or even a comment, cos billy does the same thing to eddie's van just as often.
they have one class together, and their teacher’s given up on separating them, cos eddie’s just gonna talk to billy from across the room anyway, and billy’s gonna throw notes back to him, ripping up the piece of paper he borrowed from the guy beside him and throwing them at eddie's hair.
they have fun in detention together.
heathers another one.
they’re coworkers, yeah, but heather was probably the first person that billy ever truly gave a shit about in this shithole of a town. heathers been a cheerleader since becoming a cheerleader was an option, but somehow, like billy these days, always seems to just do her own thing.
she can sit on billy’s lap at lunch if they both bother with the cafeteria and the most billy will do is wrap an arm around her waist and move around 'til their more comfortable.
she can go through his shit to find his car keys to make a quick run to his car at lunch to find some spare hairbands and bobby-pins cos her’s broke and billy’s got spare shit everywhere in his car ever since he basically started being everyone’s personal chauffeur.
she can drag his notes across and copy everything he's written cos she was too busy texting chrissy under the table to pay attention and the most billy will do is ask what the plans were for that night. his notes half the time are basically illegible but billy's more or less somehow got mostly straight A's so heather'll take it.
sometimes she wears his jacket. rips him off about the lip stain. billy tells her to do a better one since she gives so much of a fuck.
chrissy joins billy’s inner-circle slowly, then instantly.
billy knows of her, has probably even spoke to her, but it’s not until they meet in eddie's trailer and all smoke up together - eddie and billy fucking around on eddie's guitars, heather with her feet swung over the back of the couch, chrissy sitting tense on the single armchair before slowly loosening up - that billy feels like he actually meets her.
suddenly, she’s pulling away from jason, from the other basketball players, from all her cheer friends, and slowly she’s hanging out with heather under the bleachers, she’s meeting up with eddie in the woods, and she’s waiting around the camaro at the end of the day to catch a ride home.
suddenly billy’s waiting around after basketball/cheer practice until chrissy’s ready to leave, cos jason's been talking a lot of shit lately, and billy doesn’t really think he’s got it in him to do something reckless, but he’s also not stupid enough to underestimate a guy like jason carver.
chrissy getting nervous when she sees jason loitering around but then she sees billy waiting just behind him, and she’s feeling brave suddenly, so she practically dances her way over to billy, grabs his hand before leaning into his side, and billy’s leaning right back and dropping her hand so he can wrap his arm around her shoulder, and she leaves without looking back. billy flips jason the bird over his shoulder.
max, obviously, when she starts going to the same high school. they’ve spent the previous summer working so much shit out, and it doesn’t mean they’re not still at each others throats over the stupidest shit, but it does mean that when billy bitches about having to wait around after her stupid nerd clubs, he does it without that much heat, and when max bitches about having to deal with the fact that every single person and teacher in this damn school has an opinion on her just becos she’s billy hargrove’s little sister, she sometimes sounds kind of proud to have that label. most of the time, she’s just annoyed.
max sometimes shoves her shit in billy’s locker, becos her locker’s full of dustin’s science shit, and sometimes when she’s carrying her board around at the end of the day, billy’ll come up behind her and smack it out of her grasp before skating down the hallway. she always feels vindicated when billy gets caught though, cos she never does.
shaking billy down for lunch money, cos susan seems to think max actually likes tunafish sandwiches, when she rly truly fucking hates them. billy usually telling her to fucking scram, but occasionally giving in and passing her some change.
max sometimes tracking him down at the start of her lunch period and holding a hand out for his car keys, a pissed off look on his face, and billy takes one look behind he to see her lil gang looking all shifty, and billy - having been on the receiving end of her attitude fucking constantly in the past - just sighing before handing his keys over. more often than not, trailing behind her, even when she tells him to fuck off, just throwing a shit eating grin her way with an aww, so little maxine can have a pity party for one? fuck no. what'd the fuckers do this time?
lucas, becos he’s max’s boyfriend, and also becos he’s on the team, and he seems to be sneaking over every other weekend, and things may still be rocky between them, but since billy make his apology, they’ve been getting better. they’re not exactly besties, but sometimes they play a one on one game after practice ends and no one’s in a rush to get home, and most times lucas will win becos he’s honestly just better than billy at basketball, and each time billy will ask for best out of three, then best out of five, cos he fucking sucks at losing.
when jason and some of the other basketball dickheads start trying to drag lucas in, pulling their fake shit only to split whenever it’s convenient, billy just watches on before rolling his eyes and pulling lucas’ gear closer to his in the locker room and gives him the worlds shittest pep talk. jason carver ain’t shit, trust me. fuck that guy.
carol! and tommy! except billy’s a dick and he thinks it’s funny to fuck with tommy, so when carol comes up to him and catches him up to date with the latest wild happenings from the party he couldn’t be fucked to attend the night before, crashing at eddie’s with the others instead, and tommy tries to go in for a simple bro-handshake, billy gives him a blank stare and holds his hand out limply, not participating, watches the look on tommy’s face go from excited to confused, before finally grabbing him by the hand and pulling him close, hand on his shoulder, ‘i’m fucking with you’, then doing the stupid bro-shake thing. tommy laughing it off but turning to carol with wide eyes, every fucking time, like ‘shit, are we cool? are we friends?’ and carol just patting him on the shoulder before tucking herself into his side, all ‘yeah, babe, you're good.’
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some of the shovel talk stuff is so dumb. like ppl really expect me to believe joyce and hopper are giving steve shovel talks on eddie's behalf? really? i don't think joyce knows who eddie is and i can buy hopper giving eddie a shovel talk if it's a fic where they explore the steve/hopper relationship but generally i think hopper would rather gouge his own eyes out than think about teenage relationships.
these are two different asks, but they touch on the same topic, so i’m answering them together!!
yeah, joyce and hopper would never give steve the shovel talk for eddie. they do not know that man. i can’t imagine joyce giving anyone a shovel talk tbh.
i love fatherly hopper and steve, and yeah, i think him attempting to give any kind of talk to either of them would be hilarious, especially considering he’s talking to a drug dealer, and ‘keg king’ steve harrington. but i also totally agree that hopper would hate every second of it. he tried to have one rational convo with mike and el and he ended up threatening mike!
i think he would just want to remain blissfully ignorant. he doesn’t need to know about the drug dealing boyfriend. i think at most he’d just have a convo with steve about how if eddie did something to hurt him, to remember that hopper has a gun. but i don’t think he’d actually give eddie a shovel talk.
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@kinghaargrove ; ❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜ ( x )
“ YOU LISTENED TO WHAT OTHER PEOPLE SAID ? ” the straight sip from a bottle of tequila comes with a minimal tilt of his head ; curiosity mixed with amusement mixed with something else . . . something very much alive and attentive , even visible in the low lights around them . headlights and cheap ass fairy lights are all they got to work with at tailgate parties - in Tommy’s mind the one reason why those kinds of parties are the most popular ones : nobody could truly tell how ugly some of the motherfuckers around look like in broad daylight . some of them , he notices , have already started to flock around the new addition at school . a bunch of fucking hyenas , greedy for any kind of attention from someone who might boost them on the popularity ladder . frankly , he’s not surprised that they’re drawn to Billy . the guy serves up everything that’s intriguing to a bunch of highschoolers from goddamn Hicksville - looks , attitude , and just enough exotic energy to be fascinating but not off – putting . he’s from California , which apparently is wildly inappropriate already . he also smokes and drinks and dresses like a male hooker and apparently enters every space as if he already owned it all . he’s the shiny new thing from some far – away place , and if Tommy hadn’t already met Billy earlier that summer , he may have fallen into the trap of allure , too .
( maybe he had . a little . back on the beach , when he’d first seen him in the light of the fire they’d set up , drink in hand and some cute brunette on his arm . last thing he’d expected , honestly , would be to see him again so soon . and in fucking Hawkins of all places . )
“ that’s almost disappointing . ” Tommy flashes a grin that screams audacious , even in the dim lights , and heaves himself up off the hood of the Alfa . he can only imagine what Billy may have heard about him . resident troublemaker ; better not mess with Tommy H , he’ll put you in the hospital . a joker , but short – fused , oh , and he and his girlfriend used to be so pretty together . shame she broke it off . . . he hopes Billy is telling the truth - that he really hadn’t paid too much attention to whatever’s being said about him at school , or had , at least figured that most of it was utter bullshit . “ c’mon . you can help me out here . ” he presses the bottle in Billy’s hands and rounds the car to pop open the trunk , revealing two perfectly shiny kegs . water condensation promises they’re still cool and ready to tap . “ one goes to the coolers over there , the other goes into the lake . ” a nod of the freckled head towards the shallow shoreline of lover’s lake . the water barely heats up during the day , and is almost freezing cold at night . Tommy reaches into his back pocket for a zippo , lighting a cigarette - and pauses . “ how would you know I’m not as bad ? ” the grin around the cigarette returns . “ you know jack shit about me . ”
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