#venom!billy hargrove x male reader

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Venomous

Pairing: Venom!Billy Hargrove x Male!Reader

Requested: Yes

Request: “venom!Billy Hargrove confusing reader (dressed as spiderman for Halloween) as actual spiderman!Steve and going after him. take it however you want to”

A/N: Happy Halloween! Here’s part 2 of your Halloween surprise (I really like this AU by the way- if anyone wants anything else in this au, please feel free to request it!)

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The streets of Hawkins were practically empty this late at night, especially with pretty much everyone either asleep or at one of the dozens of Halloween parties raging on across the city. Hell, you were just coming from one that Tommy H and Carol had put on and Steve had dragged you to. You’d put up with about two hours of costumed young adults dancing and partying around you before you finally managed to make your escape, the cold autumn air chilling you through the thin spandex of your cheap Spider-Man costume as you wandered down the abandoned streets in the direction of your home.

The normal sounds of the city echoed around you, distant car horns and alley cats rustling through trash and music pouring through the doors of packed clubs. Tall buildings rise on either side of you as you turn down an alleyway that you’ve used as a shortcut a million times, but today you aren’t as vigilant as you normally are, not with the slow buzz of alcohol in your veins and the edges of the eye-holes of the mask limiting your vision. 

That’s probably why you’re so knocked off guard when something slams into you with all the force of a semi-truck, brick fracturing around you as you’re thrown up against the wall of some long-closed business. “Gotcha now, Spider-Man,” a massive fanged maw snarls, wide white eyes narrowing as an alien face looms before you, “And there’s no getting away from me this time.” A huge dark hand curls around your throat, the flesh shifting and flexing and crawling against your skin in a way that was certainly not human. “Today, Spider-Man, you die.”

As it speaks, you realize what must’ve happened. That this creature - Venom if you remembered the headlines of the trashy newspapers correctly - must’ve seen you walking home in your costume and mistaken you for the real hero of Hawkins. With the darkness blurring the poor quality of your suit, you must’ve looked enough like the real deal with your mask on for one of the vigilante’s foes to target you. 

You squirm, trying in vain to get yourself even a fraction of breathing room only for the viscous material of Venom’s hand to follow you, keeping the pressure constant and unyielding. The edge of your vision has started going dark by the time you manage to sputter out a weak, “‘M not him-” you fight for every ragged gasp of air, “Not Spider-Man.”

Venom hesitates at that, grip loosening just enough for breathing to come easier. His head cocks to the side as he examines you, seeming to only now notice the differences between your build and Spider-Man’s - your height, your physique, everything that sets you apart from the hero he had been looking for. His hand moves then, catching against the edge of your mask and tugging it up and off then. Venom’s eyes widen as he sees you without your mask and you can’t quite tell what he is thinking before he drops you, hands flying away from where they’d been touching you as though he’d been burned.

You’re left reeling, chest heaving as you scramble to catch your breath, the towering alien pacing wildly before you. You can catch snippets of conversation, bits of growled words in Venom’s harsh tone met with something quieter, smooth and honeyed and just a little familiar. Eventually you’re able to push yourself back to your feet and you start to edge back down the alley the way you’d come, feet scuffling quietly over gravel and debris. You are almost convinced that you’ll be able to get away before a piece of glass shatters under your shoe and the hulking creature whips around to face you, wide white eyes narrowing to almost slits as he stalks toward you.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Venom snarls, hand jerking forward to grab at you, only to freeze before he could touch you, like he was unable to actually touch you. You watch the oozy substance of his face waver before you, parting and falling away to reveal a face you recognize.

You’d seen Venom’s true face before- in class watching you from across the room. Studying you from the opposing team when your gym class was broken up for basketball. Looking up from his place across from your best friend, fists bruised and bloodied from splitting Steve’s lip and darkening his eyes. Between throngs of drunken and dancing people, alluring blue eyes never faltering from where they met yours, intent and fixated from where he was watching you, lips moving faintly like he was having a conversation you couldn’t hear. And now, as you’re putting together the pieces of Billy Hargrove’s secret identity, you realize that maybe he was. Maybe Venom had known just as much who you were as he had known of his enemy in Spider-Man. 

The look in Billy’s eyes isn’t aggressive though, not the way they were when he looked at Steve or his step-sister Max or when someone talked a bit too loudly about Spider-Man’s heroics. His eyes are soft, warmer than you’ve ever seen them as the inky black murk of Venom retreats back into him and he steps toward you. A hand comes up to cup your face as he guides you up to face him. “Quite the costume choice,” he says, lips twisting up into a way you’d come to recognize as sarcastic. “Had both of us fooled for a minute there.”

You struggle around words for a long moment before you manage to speak, “I won’t tell anyone-” you manage to force out. “That you’re-” You swallow sharply, “I won’t say anything.”

Billy laughs and for a second you’re sure you hear an echo. “I know you won’t darlin’,” he drawls, voice like honey and eyes like oceans. “You wouldn’t believe what V thinks about you, y’know?” He snickers a little, pressing forward into your space and crowding you back against the battered brick wall behind you. “I know what I think about you isn’t always fit for polite conversation, but he takes it to an entirely different level. He’s always trying to tempt me into doing something I shouldn’t- something fun. You want to do something fun?” He hums then, ducking forward to nose against your throat and up under your jaw, and you know you should be struggling, pushing him away and running as fast as your feet can carry you, but there had always been something so alluring about Billy Hargrove and to hear that he’d felt the same about you, that the proverbial devil on his shoulder had been tempting him with thoughts about you- 

Well, it was certainly an interesting revelation.

Your head tips back against the wall behind you as Billy presses closer, kissing and biting at your neck and jawline. You knew you shouldn’t- not after finding out he was a supervillain certainly, but God, the offer is beyond tempting, especially with Billy so eager against you. Almost without your bidding, your hands come up to clutch at his waist, fingers tucking through the belt loops of his jeans to pull him closer. You tell yourself that this doesn’t have to mean anything- that it doesn’t have to come with strings attached even as you feel the loose ends of the rope pulling taught around you, tying you to Billy and to Venom too. You’re sure that Steve will have a lot to say to you later about your choice in men and how you really shouldn’t make out with his alter-ego’s nemesis in dingy alleys, but with Billy’s mouth pressing aching hungry kisses to yours, you can’t really bring yourself to care.

[2braincellslz]

can we get a list of the queue and the requests 🤭

YES, OFCOURSE!

This is in no particular order and the names arnt set in stone <3

Also, not all of these are requested.

Some of the ones from my last list have been scrapped. If you were looking forward to one and it isnt listed here, send in a Request or DM me and I'll do it :]

Carry a Kit, Now:

Steve Harrington x Fem!reader: after a major fight with the Demagorgan, YN and Steve fix up eachother wounds. Fluff, soft, comfort.

Your In Love With Who?:

Eddie Brock x Venom (cope). Eddie is trying to explain to Annie his complicated relationship with Venom to witch, Annie dose not understand but supports. The only problem is Venom keeps interrupting Eddie. Fluff(?), comedy.

Better Late Then Never:

Billy hargrove x male!reader. YN is on vacation in Cali (he wanted to bring Billy but Neil wouldn't let him) and he was still on vacation on Billy's birthday. Once YN gets back they share a very soft moment togather. Fluff; it's just really cute.

Maybe Just Handshake:

Jschlatt & fem!reader. Schlatt and YN hang out all the time. They run in to eachother at Wilburs New Years party. Wilbur practically dragged Schlatt here and then left him. Yn also wasnt having a great time. They get up to some trouble and just shake hands on new years countdown.

HANDS OFF, SHITLIPS:

Max x YN and Billy x fem!YN. (MAX AND BILLY FIGHT OVER YN. GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE GUTTER) Max and Billy fall for the same girl and fight over her.

Date Night:

Cc!Punz x Cc! Foolish x Masc!yn. Yall go out for a nightly drive, go to a comedy show, and then lose Foolish.

Sh, Sleep...:

Dad!schlatt & kid!masc!reader. Yn is having a hard time sleeping. He asks his dad, schlatt, if he can stay the night with him. Schlatt, being the good dad he his, comforts his son.

Where Love Is:

Jason Vorhees x Masc!reader. Jason has been suffering in silence recently. He worrys that you are with him out of pity or something. You help him feel better.

Love Like Ink:

Eddie Munson x Male!reader. Yn and eddie really want to get matching tattoos. They finally decided to combine their two favorite bands and tattoo eachother.

Listen To Me:

Bucky Barns x male!YN. Yn lost his voice on one of the missions with the avengers in a rather traumatic experience. He ans his Boyfriend, Bucky, work togather to help eachother move forward until one night when Bucky wake up from a nightmare.

My Eyes, Not His:

Billy Hargrove x Fem!reader. Neil is in jail. Thank God. And now YN and Billy are working togather to heal Billy's trauma.

Skipping to Avoid Him:

Billy hargrove x Fem!reader. Billy has been picking on YN for quite some time but one day YN dosnt show up to school. Billy takes it apon himself to find out why.

Because I Promised:

Cc!Schlatt & teen!masc!reader. Schlatt joined the DSMP because he made a promise to his best friend, Wilbur. Yn joined the DSMP because he made a promise to his best friend Tommy.

No More Demons:

Steve Harrington x fem!reader. Yn and Steve have always been the parents of the friend group, more or less against their own will. Now, that everything has settled down they have to deal with the consequences of taking on all that stress.

Skip To My Loue:

Eddie Munson x GN!southern!Reader. Eddie admits to his partner that he really doesn't know how to dance. Well, good thing his partner dose.

All is Fair in Love and Politics:

Wilbur soot & Jschlatt. Wilbur comes back to Manburg, throwing his pride out the window, the beg Schlatt to let Tommy back in to Manburg. Schlatt takes pitty on his old friend .

[sku11s1asher]

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possessive top billy x male reader

he’s lowkey ooc during the smut but let’s not talk about that !

Contains; smut, and is male reader.

if fem dni pls

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You and Billy were at the mall, shopping like normal, but you saw that he was looking a little too hard at some girls who passed by. Now, you’ve had the biggest crush on him ever since he moved to Hawkins, his personality just turned you on for some reason. Both of you stopped for a second and Billy leaned to your ear, “Look at that bitch over there, isn’t she cute?” He pointed to her, you could just shrug your shoulders and try to ignore your heart pounding. “I’m more into dirty blondes but, she’s okay.” Dirty blondes as in Billy, not that you’d admit that to him though.

Jealously started filling up your body, every five seconds he was staring at some girl's ass or tits, you may not be dating but still, he could use his brain and connect the dots. You quickly got over it when you saw a girl who has been trying to get with you for months, she was hot but you were loyal to your crush. She walked up to you, “Hey y/n, what are you doing here?” You cringed as she twisted her hair and bited her lip, but you had to flirt with her to hopefully make him jealous.

You felt like puking, she sucks at flirting and she is already getting annoying. “Can we have a date this Saturday maybe?” She looked like she was constipated, but before you could respond Billy spoke up, “We aren’t here for you to pick up girls, I’m ready to go already.” His voice was laced with venom, as if THE Billy Hargrove was jealous over some girl. You were beginning to think your plan was working, but again, he isn’t the most patient person in the world so it could be that too. “I’ll talk to you later.” You walked away with Billy close to you and started to think about how close your hands were, if you moved just a little bit they would touch.

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As soon as you got in the car you started to question him, “Why can you talk to girls and look at them like you’re going to devour them, but as soon as I talk to one you want to leave?” Instead of responding he unlocked his car and ignored your questions. But it’s not like you could do anything to get him to respond until you started thinking. “Were you jealous?” You saw him get tense before relaxing, “Why would I ever be jealous? We have a party to go to tonight and I need to get ready.” It was a lie, both of you know it, he’s easy to read when you’ve been around him for so long. You stared at him as he started to drive to your house, he’s so pretty when he’s focused and you wondered what he would look on top of you, pounding into you so hard with his thick cock. Sadly, before your thoughts could get any further, he looked back at you with a raised eyebrow, “Why are you looking at me like that L/N?” You didn’t respond to him, if you did you’d end up embarrassing yourself. When you both looked away you didn’t notice him smirking.

When he pulled up to your house he grabbed your wrist and whispered into your ear, “I’ll be here at 9, you better be ready.” And let go, you grabbed your bags confused. He’s never talked to you like that, the tone in his voice was weird. You went to your room and felt so weird, you couldn’t stop thinking of him and how close you both were. You almost forgot about how his tight jeans showed the outline of his cock if you looked long enough. As you were getting ready, all you could think of his him whispering to you and being so harsh, you knew it was wrong that it turned you on. He’s your best friend and sleeps around with every girl in Hawkins, if you even got together somehow, it would be a one night thing not a normal thing. You could only sigh before finishing changing and doing your hair.

A couple hours past and you hear the doorbell ring multiple times. “I’m coming stop ringing the fucking doorbell idiot!” You yelled to whoever was at the door. You saw it was Billy and opened it for him, “It’s 8 not 9, you’re a hour early.” But he didn’t respond, he just looked at you like he was going to eat you alive. “Billy?” You were about to poke him until he grabbed your wrist and wouldn’t let go, “Why didn’t you tell me?” You looked confused, “Tell you what?” His grip got harder and you could tell he was angry, “Tell me you were dating her.” You just looked at him like he was dumb, “Im not dating anyone, what are you talking about?” “Stop lying to me.” You started to get nervous, “Billy, I’m not dating anyone, even if I was, why does it matter?” The grip on your wrist was starting to hurt, you were about to ask him again but he pushed you against the wall and had both of your hands above you in the tightest grip ever. He kissed you.

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You felt like you were dreaming but soon kissed him back. He stuck his tongue in your mouth, you couldn’t help but moan into the kiss. He released your wrist and grabbed your waist pushing him against you more and being rougher. He slowly stopped kissing you, and began leaving hickies on your neck. “B-Billy, wha-” but he cut you off with another kiss on your mouth. “Shut up, I know you like this too.” One of his hands going on top of your raging boner giving it a squeeze which made a moan slip out. You finally realized, he was truly jealous, even if you two weren’t dating he still had feelings. He was about to unbutton your pants before you spoke up, “Let’s at least go to my bedroom..” He didn’t waste a second before picking you up and taking you to your room, as soon as you got there he threw you on your bed and locked the door.

He looked like a predator and you were his prey, he got on top of you after taking off your pants and shirt. “Someone’s excited.” He smirked, not like he had any room to talk, you could feel his. You felt a little embarrassed, you were in your boxers and looking like you just got fucked, while he was just smirking at you, fully clothed. He began rubbing his hand on your cock, you bucked your hips to get more pleasure but that was quickly put to an end, “Stop moving or I’ll leave you here like this.”

You had to put your hands on your mouth to stop yourself from moaning so loud. He removed your boxers and started sucking your tip before taking you all in. All you could do is roll your eyes to the back of your head and try not to buck your hips. You were beginning to wonder where he learned to do this. As soon as you were about to cum he stopped, “Remove your hand, I want to hear how good I’m making you feel.” You slowly listened to him and removed your hand before he started again, “Please-” you didn’t know why you were saying it but you just kept repeating it. “M’ gonna cum!” You moaned out, but he stopped and slowly lifted his head off your cock. You whined but saw he was taking his clothes off, you couldn’t take your eyes off his body until he asked where the lube was and grabbed it.

“I’m gonna start prepping you, if you try to hide your moans I’ll stop.” He put lube on his fingers and put one in, which slowly became two, and lastly three. The room was filled with your moans and the wet sound of him prepping you. “B-Billy please just- put your cock into me!” You started crying, it felt so good but you wanted him inside you. “Be patient, I don't want you to get hurt from my dick, unless you’re into that.” He gave your stomach a kiss. “Please, I’m begging PLEASE!” You didn’t notice but you yelled that, you were too into heaven. He pulled out his fingers and put a condom on his dick before slowing entering you. He wanted to enter slowly before he pounded into you so hard you can’t walk for a week.

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Once he fully entered you and bottomed out. He waited a few seconds before pulling back out and slamming into you, making both of you moan. You could barely feel anything he was thrusting into you so hard and fast. “Fuck. You feel so good!” He groaned into your ear, that was your last straw and you cummed. His thrusts didn’t stop, not even for a second. Your brain wasn’t even working properly to say anything, every time you opened your mouth a moan or his name came out. The room filled with moans and groans front the both of you and the sound of skin clapping.

You would’ve never though in a million years that you and Billy would ever have sex, he always came out to you as a straight man but turns out he was just in the closet. All it took for him to come out was you flirting and making plans with a girl.

You felt his thrust go faster and hearing him say he’s going to cum, you don’t even know if that’s what he really said, you can barely process anything with him hitting your prostate over and over and him marking you. You hear your name get called before the thrust slowly stop. “Billy..?” You could barely speak, he didn’t respond and just put his head on your shoulder and gave your cheek a kiss. He felt the need to apologize even though he had your full consent, he realized that he really had sex with his friend because he was jealous other people were hitting on you.

He cleaned you up and changed you into clean clothes before laying down with you, he noticed the time. “Do you still want to go to the party? We might be a little late.” You hit him, “Why would you ask me a dumb question like that? You just pounded into me like an animal in heat and I can barely stand but you still expect me to go to a party?!” He gave you a genuine smile, something that doesn’t happen often, “I was joking, also I hope you know this isn’t a one-time thing.”

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I lowkey hate this but it’s okay lollll,,, if you have any request dm me or comment them or smth. I only do male reader and if you request female I’ll ignore it.

Leave feedback if you have any, this is my first oneshot that I’ve posted to Tumblr

[writeshite]

Day one of asking for billy hargrove x himbo reader (smut and fluff)

Summary:

Billy doesn't exactly have the greatest repertoire to refer back to on these new emotions, what with his mom being six feet underground and all; he’s certainly not going to his dad about this, either. So he chooses to suffer in ignorant bliss and silence. Which is hard to do when you’re there. Barely five feet apart. Chin on his shoulder as you look over his notes for the stupid chemistry group project.

Pairings:

Billy Hargrove x Male!Reader

Tags:

Himbo Reader | Headcanons | Fluff

Words: 595

Author's Note:

I have a confession, I don't write fully himbo characters as often as I should, even with Thor, I do wash down the himboness so...not sure how good this is 😅 I couldn't think of anything for the smut part, apologies for that.

Billy’s been in Hawkins, Indiana, long enough to know he fucking hates it here; he was happy and fine in California. He liked the sun, the beaches, the people, not questioning his sexuality at three in the morning because you picked him up like he weighed nothing after he squared up to you. 

You didn’t even do anything but set him aside because you were late for practice, and never before has he been glad to be in an empty hallway. If that didn’t do it, then witnessing the absolute dumb fuckery that permeated your mind was enough to make Billy realize he may, in fact, have a thing for guys.

“But I’m not….am I?” Billy’s been staring at the hood of his car; his reflected image stared back at him, confused as he tried to work through his current turmoil. It was early Saturday morning, and he’d decided not to stay in the house any longer than he had to.

“Hey, Billy.”

He spins around to see you jog up to him - and he is very much appreciating the running clothes right now; he tries to reign back his ogling; thankfully, you don’t notice it.

Billy doesn't exactly have the greatest repertoire to refer back to on these new emotions, what with his mom being six feet underground and all; he’s certainly not going to his dad about this, either. So he chooses to suffer in ignorant bliss and silence.

Which is hard to do when you’re there. Barely five feet apart. Chin on his shoulder as you look over his notes for the stupid chemistry group project. “Do you mind?” he asks, lacing as much venom as he can.

“Oh, sorry,” he feels relieved you might move back, but you don’t. Instead, you plaster yourself to his back, arms holding your own notes - which he can see even better now, so thank you for that - and with both books side by side, you return to reading, muttering to yourself all the while, Billy feels seconds away from melting into the floor.

“I can’t believe I have to fuck him.”

“You do not have to fuck him, Billy; I am begging you —”

“I gotta fuck him,” Billy reiterated, ignoring whoever it was he’d been speaking to and all but running towards you. When you notice his approach, you wave him over, the hose in your hand dropping, as Billy tries very hard not to pay attention to how close your shirt is sticking to your skin.

“Why are you wet?” He knows why you’re wet; he watched you try and fill the bucket for the school fundraiser, stare down at it, and then get doused in water. You, of course, explain what happened, and he, of course, calls you a moron.

“Well, not all of us are pretty geniuses, Billy,” you retort, turning away to shrug off your shirt, utterly oblivious to how wide his eyes go. “You alright?” You ask him when you turn back, placing the back of your hand on his forehead, “Your face is all red; oh, god, you’re really warm. Should I get the nurse?”

“No —no, I’m fine.”

“You sure? You look like you might faint,” you worry, “I can carry you there if —”

Billy should get a medal for the amount of speed he puts into his getaway run. He’s out of sight long before you can respond, jumping into his car and driving off to anywhere else; he stops somewhere - feet swinging a little, then screaming into his hand, then back to a blushing mess.

End Note:

Hope that was alright. Stay Hydrated.

[poisonous-lemonade]

HEYY THERE!!! I really liked your billy fanfic but I was wondering if you could do a male reader one set in the modern day were billy didn’t go through his trauma and ended up kind and considered

ARIGATO!!!

Hope & Passion

Billy Hargrove x M!reader Modern AU A/N: Of course, I can Anon. Thank you for the compliment, although the reader's pronouns are not ever mentioned so you can read it however you like, please know this is intended for a more male audience. I hope you enjoy. Word Count: 2236 Cw: Mild Bullying - Mentions of drugs/drug use - Pyromanic tendencies - Cursing - Overall fluff however

"Billy?" A soft voice sings, causing Billy to stir in his sleep. "Billy, wake up." The feminine voice giggled. Billy's eyes flutter open, the warm light streaming through his window. His blankets spread across his floor and bed and his body was half off the bed. His blue eyes fell upon the ethereal sight of his mother. "Good morning Billy." Her smooth hand brushing Billy's dirty blonde hair out of his eyes, smiling down at him. "Good morning 'ma."

Billy sits up, rubbing his eyes. "Breakfast is downstairs, don't forget to put deodorant on." Billy chuckles, his voice rough and dry. "I will 'ma." She hums and walks out of his room, closing the door behind her. He looks up, running his hands through his hair. He rolls out of bed, his wooden floor cool and a gentle contrast from the warm sun.

It was coming to the end of summer in California. He lived with his mother after she ran away with him on a random night in the middle of winter when he was younger. He groans as he scams his open closet, fixing his hair in the mirror while doing so.

His room is small and cozy. His desked full of art supplies all organized and neat with his wall covered in paint. Books piled on his floor separated by genre. He picks out a white shirt smudged in paint and a simple pair of ripped jeans and changes into them.

He picks up his denim jacket and throws it on. Walking out to find his mother in the living room. "Hey 'ma," he greets sweetly, walking to the kitchen to see a prepared plate of bacon. "Hey, sweetie." She calls back. He quickly finished his plate, putting it in the empty sink.

He walks over to his mum and gives her a kiss on the top of her head. "Bye 'ma." He walks over to the front door, picking up his keys and bag that lay on the floor. He chuckles to himself before saying goodbye one last time and closing the door behind him.

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You hum thoughtfully, nodding along to the teacher when you thought they made good points, you were not paying attention, instead choosing to doodle in the book in front of you. You weren't a big fan of school nor were you a fan of most of your peers.

You sat in the middle of the class to be ignored by the teacher, the back was too loud and the teachers would always pick on the back and the front...nobody likes the people at the front. You surveyed the kids around you, watching as they waited anxiously for the bell to ring.

The class erupts with chatter with the sound of the bells and chairs scrapping across the tiled floors. You were one of the last to leave, being continuously pushed past, your bag slung across your shoulder carelessly as you wave to the teacher.

Your locker wasn't fair but you took notice of the lack of presence of your "locker buddy", as he put it. You played with the lock before it opened. I really need to remember my lock combo, you thought, shoving your bag in hastily when you hear the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Hey Y/N," the voice greeted cheerfully but laced with venom. You sigh but turn your head to see the familiar face, a familiar face with green eyes that you swore could pierce your soul if he tried hard enough. "Hello, oh great one." You deadpan, shutting your locker before turning to face him.

"What do I owe the pleasure this time?" The boy shrugs, a smile on his face as he eyes you up and down. "I just wanted to tell you, your special appearance in class was quite impressive." He compliments but in reality, there was a presentation in class, in which a whole slide talked about pigs.

You scoff, crossing your arms. "Is that so?" You ask, watching him nod enthusiastically. "Well, I must say, I really love what you are wearing today." You smirked, running your hand gently over his collar. "You look less like a druggie today." You didn't want to push your luck when you saw his smile twitch but you couldn't help it. "Tell me, do you get that from your father?" You say, fixing his collar as his eyes fill with rage. You step back, leaning against your locker, pretending to think for a moment. "Maybe you got it from your mother."

"Afternoon Y/N." You looked over your shoulder, smiling at your locker buddy. "Hey, Billy." You waved, Billy notices the tall figure in front of you but doesn't say anything. You let your shoulders drop, knowing that luck had just saved you again. You smirk at the boy in front of you. "Didn't you say you had somewhere to be?" You joke, watching him hold back a scowl before turning heel and walking the opposite way.

"Who was that?" Billy asks, turning to face you, you couldn't tell but his eyes were filled with worry and concern. Many people had come up to you in the past week, hence why he was always early. You huff out a chuckle. "Nobody important." Billy nods in acknowledgement as you walk away. "I'll see you, Billy." Billy lets a small smile creep across his face as you wave back at him. "Yeah, I know." He jokes to himself.

Billy was polite to you, if not a bit protective. At first, it creeped you out but you got used to it. Maybe that's just how he is? He wasn't your friend by any means and Billy was far from seeing you as a friend. If anything, you both saw each other every day, coming to a silent agreement that being "friends" to the public was the better choice.

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You sit outside, your jacket wrapped comfortably around you, playing with the lighter in your hands. You weren't a smoker, nor did you really need it but you still kept it on you. Just in case, you always told yourself.

The bell rang for school to end a bit ago and most kids hung around the school. You were waiting for your friends, and unlike you, they were in after-school activities. One of them doing track and field and the other doing computer science. Your other friends left a long time ago since you were their ride home.

You groan, watching as the tall boy from before came walking over to you. His name was Theo, and you truly had no idea what his problem was. Sure, sometimes you cause him a bit of trouble, but that's only because he starts it.

You don't bother to stand as Theo plops himself right next to you, lazily putting his arm around you, like how friends would. You put the lighter into your pocket and stare at him. "What do you want?" You judge silently. "Nothing, not this time." You hum, nodding your head along like he was still talking. "Right," you look up and let your shoulders fall, thinking to yourself.

"Ah, hello Y/N." This time you flinch, turning your head to see...Billy?Huh, maybe luck is really on my side. "Hello, Theo is it?." Theo snarled and pulled you closer to him. That definitely weirded you out. You chuckled nervously, looking up at Billy. "What's up, big guy?" You smile, trying to rationalise a plan in your head if things were to go south.

"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to show you something." You would never admit it, of course, but Billy was good-looking, and who didn't think that? He had dirty-blonde hair and blue eyes with a formidable body that you had praised him on, and he's a silent art kid.

You chuckle and bite the inside of your cheek. "As long I won't be gone for long, sure. Just let me finish up the conversation." You look over to Theo who was staring daggers at the man. "Are we finished here?" You ask smugly. Theo mudders under his breath, unable for you to hear him. "I'm sorry, what was that, Theo?" You tease with a chuckle.

Before you knew it you felt a sharp pain hit you. Almost like a burning sensation, right on your cheek. "You petty bitch." Theo said, standing up abruptly. Billy didn't react, only putting himself between the two of you. "And I'm not scared of you." Theo finishes. "You're like a dog protecting its master." Theo spits. You begin to see a crowd being attracted to the commotion like a moth to flames.

You stand up and groan, chuckling slightly. Maybe, just this once, I'll give in to my impulses. You don't plan to enact that thought anytime soon. Billy, annoyingly, was acting like a wall between the two of you. It was probably for the best, if he weren't, you'd be so fucked.

You play it off, however, walking to Billy's side and hitting him gently to look down at you. You swear one day you'll get taller. "You said you had something to show me?" You send a wink Theo's way when Billy relaxes and smiles down at you. "I did, didn't I?" He nods, looking up to stare down at Theo before walking off.

"Bye-bye, Theo!" You wave, giggling as you do so. "I'll see you later, 'kay?" You after Billy, laughing to yourself as you hear Theo stomp away. Catching up with Billy, he smiles down at you. "So, what do you want to show me?"

"I want to show you something I made." You nod along, smiling happily as he explained to you this watercolour painting he did and how it reminded him of you. "Huh, you're a weird one." You joke, laughing.

You both reach his car and you sit on his hood. He clearly didn't mind when he just walked past you to his trunk. You hear him sigh as he takes out a pile of small canvases, looking through them hastily until he only had two in his hand.

He walks towards you, his hand behind his back. Yeah, he really is a weird one. As weird as you thought Billy was, you couldn't help but feel safe, even if he asks like as oblivious as a himbo on game night.

"Pick a hand?" He questions, his shoulders tensing as he feels a sudden spike in his anxiety. He was never an anxious person but he still couldn't help but feel like one when he was near you. He tried to hide it by being polite and protective, even if he could tell you thought it was weird.

You hum, truly think about your options. "Which option do you think I'd like best?" Billy thinks for a second. "The right." He concluded. "I'll take the left." You smirk, putting your hand out expectantly. Billy would be stunned and if he was, he didn't seem it, handing you the one in his left hand.

It was a pretty picture of a bird, you could still see the sketch marks and how it was messily painted over with shades of blue which made the firey bird stand out. You tell it was a proud bird just by looking at it. You notice how a piece of it was missing. The branch it laid upon looked like it was one-half of a whole.

"Wow, this is..." you pause and look back at Billy who waited, nervously playing with the hem of his shirt. "...I love it." You conclude, nodding as you looked back down at it. "I love the colour choice, why a bird though?" You ask. Billy simply shrugs with a smile when you look back at him. "Well, it's beautiful Billy."

You go to hand it back to him but he refuses. "You keep it." You huff out a giggle but don't bother agreeing. "Alright." You take a pen out of your pocket and hand it to Billy. "Then, I want you to sign it." Billy shakes his head, his right hand still behind his back. "Can I see the other one?"

"No." Billy laughs. "If I show you the other one, what would be the point?" Now it was your turn to shake your head, your hand still outstretched towards him. "You gonna sign your work or what?" Billy takes your pen from your hands and writes his name into the corner of the painting.

He hands you back the pen and you slide off the car. "I have to go Billy, but I'll see you later." Billy hums and smiles happily. "Yeah, I know." It feels so weird to say that to somebody else other than him. You lean in and kiss his cheek. "We both know." You joke, laughing as you pat his shoulder before walking away leaving him a flushed mess.

You take this opportunity to look at the painting he hid behind his back. Maybe this was cheating but who were you to care. It was another bird, this time painting gracefully as colour flowed on the paper. The background was blue, just like the one you have, but the bird was a bright yellow colour, like the sun. You take note of how this time, the branch ended, and how the bird was looking back.

You smile. Hope. This bird was hope. And yours is passion.

[clarks-letterman]

Masterlist!

* = smut

Multi-Part Series

N/a

One-Shots

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Strawberries Make You Horny (Gender Neural Reader) Pt. 2*

Accidents Happen (Gender Neutral Reader, Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker)

Safe With Me (Male Reader, Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker)

Quick Thought: Vampire!Reader

Quick Thought: An Average Store Robbery

come out and play (Gender Neutral Reader)

weed 'n' crushes (Gender Neutral Reader)

The Ticking Clock of First Love/Late Spring (Gender Neutral Reader)

Escape the City (Gender Neutral Reader)

Red and Blue Match The Lights (Gender Neutral Reader)

Stupid With Love (Gender Neutral Reader)

sweet tooth (Andrew!Peter, Male Reader)

Quick Thought: Getting Your Wisdom Teeth Out (Gender-Neutral Reader)

the elevator ride* (Andrew Garfield!Peter)

Superseded (Andrew!Peter)

and they were roommates (Tobey Maguire!Peter)

The Standard Enemies to Lovers (Andrew!Peter)

a summer's dream (Tom!Peter, GN!Reader)*

desirable* (tom!peter x gn!reader)

Steve Rogers

aftermath (male!spiderman!reader)

Bucky Barnes

Years Gone By (Male Reader)

Smoky Ahegao (Gender-Neutral Reader)

Chaos Theory (Gender-Neutral Reader)

i'll love some littler things (Gender Neutral!Reader)

early hours (Gender-Neutral Reader)

Pietro Maximoff

Post-Mission Sleeping

Quick Thought: Tony giving Pietro bad advice

Kate Bishop

Milky Way Toss (Gender-Neutral Reader, Platonic)

Venom/Eddie Brock

Quick Thought: Venom Learns About Advent Calendars

Bruno Carrelli

N/a

American Horror Story:

Kit Walker

Marches Won't Do A Damned Thing

Jimmy Darling

Quick Thought: Performing with Jimmy before Halloween

Austin Sommers

New to P-Town*

Stranger Things:

Steve Harrington:

On the Slow Days*

Eddie Munson:

N/a

Tommy Hagan:

N/a

Billy Hargrove:

N/a

Detroit: Become Human:

Connor (RK800/900):

N/a

Horror (Various Franchises):

Currently N/a

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[hellimagines]

billy hargrove m.list

*=smut x=romantic pairing &=platonic/family pairing

One Shots

Not A Big Deal* 

--best friend!billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: you and billy have been best friends for a while, but when he comes over unexpectedly, things change. ✦ warnings: smut, oral sex (male receiving), shower sex ✦ word count: 3,000+

Proof of Caring*

--billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: billy wants to prove to you how much he cares about you, and how much he’s changed. ✦ warnings: sexual content, oral sex (female receiving), injuries ✦ word count: 2,000+

Us*

--billy hargrove x fem!harrington!reader, brother!steve harrington & sister!reader ✦ summary: after finding out you’re pregnant, you have to tell the two most important people in your life, your brother and your boyfriend, who just so happen to hate one another. ✦ warnings: angst, pregnancy, smut, soft sex, hurt&comfort ✦ word count: 2,000+

Worth My Time*

--billy hargrove x fem!wheeler!reader ✦ summary: when a certain blond interrupts your bath, it’s safe to say you’re a little mad. ✦ warnings: sexual content, groping, hints towards sex ✦ word count: 1,000+

Alright, Baby

--billy hargrove x thick!fem!reader ✦ summary: it’s a hot day in hawkins, and when a guy decides he likes what you’re wearing, things take a turn for the worse. ✦ warnings: attempted sexual assault, unsolicited sexual comments, unsolicited groping/touching, violence, injuries, angst, hurt&comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

Only You

--billy hargrove x fem!reader, best friend!steve harrington x unrequited!fem!reader ✦ summary: billy thinks you’re cheating on him with your best friend, steve. ✦ warnings: angst, cheating accusations, unrequited love, hurt with eventual comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

Pop Tart

--billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: you and billy grow close after you move to hawkins, and after the two of you have a fight, feelings are finally revealed. ✦ warnings: slight angst, little hurt and lots of comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

Paradise

--billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: after working as a lifeguard for three years, you’re pleased to see a new body joining your staff. ✦ warnings: flirting ✦ word count: 1,000+

Remember I’m Here For You

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: things haven’t been going so great for you lately, and your boyfriend has picked up on it. ✦ warnings: angst, depression, self-doubt, ptsd, hurt&comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

I’ll Always Think Of You 

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x male!reader ✦ summary: billy is powerless as he watches his worst nightmare come true. ✦ warnings: angst, violence, abuse, homophobia, hurt&comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

Marks*

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ fwb!billy hargrove x fwb!fem!reader ✦ summary: your arrangement with billy hargrove was strictly no-strings-attached, but everyone knows that never actually happens. ✦ warnings: fwb, smut, oral sex (female receiving), marking, angst, hurt&comfort, jealousy ✦ word count: 3,000+

Blurryface

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader, billy hargrove & max mayfield ✦ summary: billy wanted nothing more than to let you in, to let you know him. you were the only one who didn’t make him feel as though he was already gone. ✦ warnings: angst, mental illness, mentions of abuse, fighting, injuries, insecurities, hella hurt and hella comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

Personal Bodyguard

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader, fem!reader & the party ✦ summary: you work at the local arcade, and your little gang of middle-school customers finds out who your personal bodyguard is. ✦ warnings: fluff, comedy, intimidation ✦ word count: 1,000+

Deserve

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader, best friend!jonathan byers & fem!reader ✦ summary: billy gets upset with how much time you spend with your best friend, jonathan. ✦ warnings: jealousy, insecurity, angst, hurt&comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

De-escalate the Situation 

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader, fem!reader & max mayfield ✦ summary: billy brings you along to help find his sister, and when his anger gets the best of him, you’re the only one capable of calming him down; but then the demodogs attack. ✦ warnings: fighting, violence, injuries, hints of abuse, hurt&comfort ✦ word count: 2,000+

Number 28*

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: billy doesn’t like the way you watch number 28 run down the field. ✦ warnings: smut, rough sex, daddy kink, choking, spaking, orgasm denial, hints of dom/sub, oral sex (female&male receiving), degradation, praise, begging, aftercare, jealousy ✦ word count: 3,000+

Taking a Break*

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: billy helps you relax after some intense studying. ✦ warnings: stress, smut, gentle sex ✦ word count: 1000+

Re-Write (incomplete)

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader, platonic!steve harrington & fem!reader ✦ summary: you follow steve to help with dustin’s demogorgon issue, but billy shows up once you get to the byers. ✦ warnings: violence, shit-talking ✦ word count: 4,000+

Win or Lose

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: you find billy injured due to his dad once again, and your parents offer him a sanctuary. ✦ warnings: child abuse, injuries, angst, hurt&comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

Don’t Worry About It

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ best friend!billy hargrove x fem!reader, original male character x fem!reader ✦ summary: your boyfriend doesn’t like how close you and billy are, and billy finally understands why he’s never liked the guy. ✦ warnings: angst, domestic abuse, violence, fighting, injuries, toxic relationship, hurt&comfort ✦ word count: 1,000+

Drabbles

Us (Part Two)

--billy hargrove x fem!harrington!reader, brother!steve harrington & sister!reader ✦ summary: after your daughter is born, you share a couple of minutes with the people you care about. ✦ warnings: fluff, babies ✦ word count: drabble, 400+

Pastel vs Leather

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: billy picks you up from school, surprising everyone with your relationship. ✦ warnings: fluff ✦ word count: drabble, 700+

Smile

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ billy hargrove x fem!reader ✦ summary: billy wakes you up in the morning with sweet smiles and soft kisses. ✦ warnings: fluff, soft, gentle, domestic ✦ word count: drabble, 300+

Series

Caught in Your Eyes masterlist

--cross-posted on @imagineaworlds and @hellimagines ✦ best friend!billy hargrove x fem!reader, best friend!original male characters & fem!reader, billy hargrove & original male characters ✦ summary: you’re the new girl in town and have immediately befriended three misfit boys as well as the aggressive lonewolf, billy hargrove. ✦ warnings: angst, hurt&comfort, fighting, violence, injuries, homophobia, drug use, toxic family, fluff, banter, found family, slow build ✦ word count: eleven chapters, 35K+

Starlight Saviour (Teaser) | Chapter One | Chapter Two | (on hiatus)

--billy hargrove x fem!harrington!reader, brother!steve harrington & sister!reader ✦ summary: you’re there the night billy gets taken over by the mind flayer. ✦ warnings: angst, thriller, monsters, hurt&comfort, car crash, injuries, mind flayer being a creep, venom-esque vibes ✦ word count: 4,000+

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DOUBLE DARE

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Harrington!Reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Summary: In which Billy isn't 'King Billy fucking Hargrove' after the events at the Byers house, he's remorseful and in so much more pain than anyone ever seems to notice.

Song: Dizzy by Waterparks

Warnings: swearing, symptoms of PTSD

Words: 2.8K

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Hawkins wasn't the kind of place a teen could take angsty strolls, look up at the sky for a while and all their life problems would be solved. Winter lasted until February, and summer started at the end of July, the months between left void of the joy of sun or snow. It was within this time that Y/N and Billy found solace in each other's chaotic existences.

They'd met a couple times before their relationship had a label, once not knowing each other, and the next, knowing too much.

The first was in the bitter winds of a November night. Y/N Harrington was forced to transfer to Hawkins High after fighting with another girl at Lakewood Academy over something nobody knew. She wasn't happy about it, after working her arse off for the last seventeen years of her life, only for the dream to be someone special and someone her parents would be proud of, to be ripped away from her.

Steve never made it any better, it was fine when he'd bring home random girls while their parents were away (which was more often than not), at least then her record player was loud enough to shut out the moans.

But Nancy had to come along and fuck everything up. Y/N was sickened at the idea of her brother dating her childhood best friend. That wasn't even the worst part though, the sick fucker had to go break his heart too.

Having Steve wallow in self pity for a few days was one thing, but hearing him cry himself to sleep days on end was entirely another.

She took her eye off the ball to make sure it was a sound that never met her ears again. And people at Lakewood began to talk, next thing she knew, Y/N was thrown out when Bethany Wyatt somehow fell unconscious and woke up with a black eye and busted lip.

Her older brother was surprisingly comforting, but the house felt all too suffocating, even without their never-to-be-seen parents around. It took six days for her to finally snap- being cooped up in the same four walls, sappy romcoms playing in the background whilst Steve tried to shrink her after getting an 'A' on his latest psychology paper.

"Leave me the fuck alone, for Christ's sake I'm not one of those kids you babysit! Go piss in Declan's cereal." Y/N roared, cartoon steam clouds escaping her ears.

She and Steve weren't close like some siblings, they didn't do hugs or say 'I love you'. They clashed and fought; the older boy thinking he's always right and that he knows everything, only setting off Y/N's explosive anger.

Steve groaned and stormed up the stairs, following his sister to her room, "His name's Dustin- fuck! You're so immature, you know that? Maybe I do need to babysit you, maybe then you'll learn to accept that you're sad about being kicked out of Lakewood, instead of biting my head off like a little bitch."

Y/N looked up at him incredulously, as if he'd just killed six puppies. She got up from her bed and stood right in front of him, pressing her index finger against his chest accusatory, "I'm not sad, dickwad, I'm furious because I defended myself against a bully and I'm the one who gets punished. It's not my fault she learnt to fight with her words and I fight with my fists. It's not my fault I'm like this, Steve!"

He stared at her for a few moments, watching his little sister's entire body move as her breathing became laboured and heavy.

She pushed past her brother and ran downstairs, "If I'm not back before you wake up, the demogorgon attacked me!"

"That's not-." Steve shouted, only to hear the front door slam shut halfway through his sentence, "funny."

It had been three months since Eleven had returned and saved Hawkins for the second time, Y/N knew they were no longer out there. She also knew it would strike a nerve in her brothers damaged soul and in that moment it was exactly what she wanted. The Harrington girl would probably regret it when she arrived back home in the early hours, knock on Steve's door and he'd tell her he was the one out of line and that it was okay. After all, he was the reason behind why she got expelled.

Y/N found herself running towards the school. In her short pleated skirt, fishnets and combat boots, the girl sprinted all the way through the woods until she found a clearing, and began walking on the side of the road. She should've been terrified to be out in the darkness all alone after the sights that had scarred her eyes, but it calmed her disturbed mind. Her problems faded to insignificance at the idea of being attacked by an inter-dimensional monster.

Her anger had dissipated after an hour or two of strolling back up and down, and she finally began to feel at ease in the cool midnight winds. That's when the sound of a turbocharged engine collapsed her serenity. She turned on her heel, letting the asphalt crunch under her foot as she squinted into the oncoming headlights.

Numbness had spread far enough over her body not to care whether the driver was Steve, a total stranger, or maybe even a creature from the upside down ready to kill her. Y/N shrugged it off and continued wandering, moving into the forest clearing so the muscle car didn't hit her if the driver wasn't paying enough attention.

Her steps became hurried as she heard the engine quieten, gaze kept forwards until the car picked up enough speed to pass her then completely stop. The air in her lungs felt trapped, feet planted to the broken up edge of the road.

"Hey!" A young yet deep male voice called, a mop of gentle dirty blonde curls appearing over the roof as the sound of the metal door opening and shutting cut away at the silence Y/N found herself stuck in. She didn't dare to move, eyes wide in a hazy mix of fear and intrigue.

He began moving around the car, closer to her frozen figure and stopping at what he deemed a safe distance. Billy looked her up and down, not in his usual 'I wanna fuck you' way towards the opposite sex; he checked over every inch of her exposed skin to make sure there were no signs of injury. When he finally met her eyes, he was stunned. They were the colour of milk chocolate edged with a deep forest-green. The two colors seemed to swirl together like moss creeping over rich soil.

Beautiful, he thought, not noticing the deep violet bags which sat beneath them. Y/N hated her eyes for them, yet they hadn't crossed his mind.

"Are you okay, Bambi?" Billy asked cautiously, taking a small step closer to her. His voice felt soft like a warm hug, yet she knew how it could easily be laced with venom. She'd seen his type before, knew how they could act so smooth then at the flick a switch be encased by rage if the word 'no' was introduced to them. She'd dated that type, been manipulated by their silver tongue and soft touch.

"I'm fine." Y/N's voice found the courage to speak, her body pushing past his and continuing its disassociated roam down the empty road ahead. She didn't feel like speaking to anyone, didn't feel like doing anything. Her mind was a wormhole of desolation and all she wanted was some peace away from home life and school life.

"If you want me to get in my car and carry on, I can. But, chances are you're feeling alone and don't-" Billy tried his best to do what he thought was right, he didn't have to stop when he saw her shivering figure at the side of the empty road. Hell, he probably shouldn't have.

"What you do doesn't really affect me, kid." Y/N snarled with no enthusiasm, her words falling hollow and getting lost in the wind.

The girl noticed he didn't speak after that, yet she hadn't heard the distinct sound of a car door opening and shutting either. She turned her head a fraction, not wanting to give him the attention he seemingly so desperately wanted from her but interested to know if she was about to get killed. Y/N rolled her eyes irritably as his taller figure appeared beside her own.

A few minutes passed as they ambled along the never ending barren road side by side without a word exchanged. Y/N felt oddly comfortable, more so than she did in that stupid private school or at home with Steve in constant seldom silence or rage filled bickering.

This silence was pleasant and held no secrets. Mostly due to the fact they were perfect strangers, no lingering expectations to be great or even good. Y/N stole another glance at him through the dark moonlight, his thick shoulder length hair appearing soft in its naturally curly state, and his flawlessly chiselled face hidden by plump cheeks and long eyelashes.

He could've committed some kind of atrocity for all she knew, but is company felt comforting and she wasn't one to judge.

"D'you just plan on following me around all night, then?" Y/N's voice sounded much more mellowed and velvety, her heartbeat no longer erratic in her ears allowing her mind some peace.

Billy sighed and rubbed a hand across his face before stuffing both into the pockets of his denim jacket to find some kind of warmth, "Haven't exactly planned that far ahead, gotta be honest with you. I don't know, I just needed to clear my head, and it seemed like you were doing the same."

"You could say that." Y/N scoffed, her numb mind somehow still managing to make her legs move forwards without stumbling. The biting cold air pricked at her paled skin, but she enjoyed the feeling. It was better than feeling nothing at all. "Fucked up shit happens a lot considering nothing happens around here."

"Did someone hurt you?" The words filled with unease tumbled from his mouth before he had the chance to catch them. Billy couldn't tell himself why he cared, why he was still walking along side this stranger in the dead of night on a Tuesday. Wednesday, now. But after the events at Mrs Byers' house, he had realised he'd become the monster he feared most- his father. If there was anything he could do to stop that, it was all he had done for the past three months.

Y/N smiled at her own stupid actions coming back to the forefront of her memories. She shook her head, still smiling, "That's too complicated to answer right now. Unfortunately, I managed to fuck things up pretty bad all on my own this time."

"I'm listening." Billy's eyes wandered across the unending tree border as he let the girl gather her thoughts and decide whether to indulge him or not.

She did.

"A couple weeks ago I overheard some skanks from my school trash talking my family; you see my brother slept with this girl named Rosie once ages ago so she put herself on a pedestal and thinks her words are gospel now. She was joking with her friends about how we're basically orphans. And then, this is the real kicker, she made up a rumour saying I'd got crabs from sleeping with the gym teacher. Which is hilarious because I'm a virgin still. So, I confronted her, she denied it, and I may or may not have blacked out and beat the living daylights out of her. Last week the dean decided to kick me out, so as of next Monday I'll be back at the shit show they call Hawkins High."

It felt easy to spill her thoughts to this oddly handsome person she'd never met before. Y/N felt like adding, 'oh and there's supernatural demons running around trying to take you to another dimension and kill you, but don't worry, our telekinetic friend saved us. Twice.' But she liked him enough in that moment not to want to scare him away.

"I would've hit her, too." Billy chuckled dryly, realising this girl was stronger than she seemed. His voice picked up after a beat of silence, "Billy, by the way."

"Y/N." She smiled her first warm, genuine smile for a rather long time, and it felt strange and satisfying all at once. Silence fell upon them once again after that, not feeling unpleasant in the slightest. They walked side by side with no destination in mind, Y/N's body bumping against his every now and again. The fist time was an accident, after that she kept on doing it to see the small smile pull at the corners of his lips from the contact.

Her combat boots halted on the torn up asphalt, kicking up small stones a few feet across the road. Without indication to her newfound friend, she switched direction and began walking back towards the other end of the endless road back towards Hawkins away from Lakewood.

"Alright then." Billy quirked an eyebrow at her odd behaviour as he followed and fell back into aimless step with her.

"Billy," she enjoyed the way his name rolled off her tongue, "could you drive me home?" She looked up at him with hope in her eyes, half feigned half real. Y/N was a shell of a person, broken and cold after what her eyes had witnessed, but she really liked the way her mind felt at ease around this boy with fluffy hair and muscular arms.

"Sure."

They made their way up to the car in silence, time running by much quicker with Y/N's spirits lifted. Billy unlocked his Camaro and the two settled into their seats, the heater almost instantly turned up to the highest setting.

"Where are you from, Billy?" Y/N couldn't help herself but ask, she had a knack for wanted to know everything and managing to know everything one way or another. She enjoyed the ever so slight accent in his voice, certainly not from these parts. His olive skin, probably once a lot more tanned and bright, gave it away too. Nobody here got enough vitamin D to look that pretty.

She told him to take the next turning, filling the space his answer was about to fall into. Y/N noticed the sounds of AC/DC playing quietly, one of her all time favourite songs. Steve would buy their albums and she'd buy Madonna when they visited the mall together, then swap when they got back to his car.

"California, my dad remarried and they both wanted a new start, so we ended up here." Billy answered calmly, voice tinged with anguish. The girl gave him another direction and told him to pull up two houses down from her own.

"If my brother saw someone giving me a lift home I think he'd murder you then me, so for everyone's safety it's best not to let him in on our little secret." Y/N grinned halfheartedly up at Billy, realising Steve wouldn't have gone to sleep yet and it was her fault. He was a real dick sometimes, but she wondered if he was the only person in the world to actually give a shit about her.

"Sounds like a real buzzkill." Billy joked with an unknown lightness to his tone, turning the ignition off and settling his gaze on her devastatingly brilliant eyes again.

Y/N nodded and leant over the centre console, wrapping her arms around Billy's much larger torso, he didn't react for a moment, not entirely sure what was happening, but he eventually returned the hug.

"Thanks for stopping earlier, tonight would've been a lot more lonely if you hadn't." Y/N unclasped her seatbelt and unlocked the door, sending the boy a truly heartfelt smile before they said goodbye to one another. He watched her walk down the road and disappear into her driveway, making sure she was safe before he left.

The Harrington girl quietly entered her house, taking off her rather muddy boots and making her way up to her brother's bedroom. She knocked quietly on his door out of politeness but didn't wait for an answer before opening it.

"Steve-" her voice was remorseful, this is how it always went.

He groaned a little from his work desk, eyes failing to stay open consistently, "I know, I'm sorry." Steve sent her a weak smile, knowing how hurt his little sister was at heart.

"Yeah," she sighed, "me too."

Y/N climbed into bed that night with the scent of Billy's strong cologne still clinging to her too, and it made her feel at ease. She slept well for the first time in a very long time, mind for once not plagued by creatures from another world.

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Maybe He’s Cute

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you enjoy reading it. I didn’t want to include a homophobic slur even though that’s how Billy was raised by his father so i used ‘gay boy’ instead, I hope that’s okay 

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Male Reader 

It was the floral button up that Billy noticed first, surprised to see a guy wearing that in public.

The first few buttons were undone and a few simple gold chains hung around the guy’s neck in a way that complimented his skin and drew attention to his neck.

Next were his lips.

The soft pink pulled something deep in Billy’s stomach and as he watched the unknown guy lick his bottom lip slightly before bringing it between his teeth, Billy couldn’t help but internally moan.

“Who’s that?”

Billy’s voice sounded weird in his ears as he waiting for the guy next to him to answer, trying to subtly point to who he meant.

“Oh him? That’s Y/N or gay boy as most of the guys around here call him.”

Y/N, Billy thought while turning the name over in his mind, cute and it fits him perfectly. The thought was pushed away as soon as it came up, being internally disgusted with himself for thinking such a thing.

It was then that Y/N and Billy made eye contact, Y/N running a hand through his hair before turning back to the girl standing beside him and continuing their conversation.

“Come on let’s go. I can’t be around him anymore.”

Billy’s voice was deep and harsh to get the idiot to hurry up, the craving for a cigarette mounting. It was out of his peripherals that he noticed Y/N staring at him again, his eyes wondering over Billy’s frame before coming back up to look at his face.

“See something you like gay boy?”

Y/N didn’t seem too put out by the slur or the fact that Billy’s voice sounded extremely hostile, instead standing up straighter and smirking.

“Not at all. I’m just seeing what kind of trash they let in this year.”

It was a biting quip and Billy wanted to smirk because he liked them feisty but it was conflicting. His father had ingrained in him that being any sort of attracted to the same sex is wrong but his body couldn’t help it. He wanted to ruin Y/N in the back of his car and make sure that he never forgot it.

--

It had been a month since Billy was made aware of and met Y/N, a month of hanging out and making out; a month of Billy’s feelings building for Y/N beyond anything he could truly comprehend.

“Staring at my ass huh?”

Billy’s voice sounded venomous as he targeted Y/n in the hallway at his locker.

“For me to stare at your ass that would mean that you have one in the first place.”

With a wave and a cute smile Y/N was off down the hall, clad in a pair of jeans and an oversized sweater. It made Billy’s heart clench sweetly but he pushed the feeling down and followed Y/N, not wanting him to get away with the comment.

“What the fuck do you mean I have no ass.”

Y/N didn’t stop until Billy yelled another loud hey, turning around and looking quite stunned at the noise.

“What?”

His lips were slightly parted and more pink than usual, Billy running a hand through his hair and surprised when Y/N didn’t swoon.

“I said what the fuck do you mean I have no ass?”

“You don’t have an ass Billy. A pancake is jealous of how flat you are. Now can you leave me alone? I have to study for my chemistry exam and if you were smart you would do the same. Oh wait maybe that’s why you’re not studying.”

“Why don’t you tutor me then if you’re so worried.”

The sentence was followed by a roll of Billy’s eyes, Y/N biting his lip before nodding.

“Come over my house tonight with your chemistry books so we can study.”

--

It was when Y/N answered the door after Billy knocked and wait a little that it felt like the air had left his lungs. He was clad in an oversized shirt that hung off one shoulder and peeking out of the bottom was a pair of shorter boxers. Billy’s eyes raked over Y/N before biting his lip and leaning against the door frame.

“I’m here to study baby boy.”

The nickname rolled off of Billy’s tongue like honey and caused a soft heat to rest on Y/N’s cheeks before he moved to the side slightly so Billy could walk into the house that he had been in a multitude of times over the month they had been getting to know each other.

“We can study in my room so we’re comfortable. Also please lock the door behind you.”

It was quick to close the door and flick the lock before walking up the stairs to Y/N’s room, pushing the ajar door open further and walking over the bed; dumping his textbook and notebook on the door before crawling up next to Y/N.

“Are you ready to st-”

Y/N’s words were cut off by Billy’s lips against his, lifting one of his hands up to run through Billy’s hair to bring him closer before lifting one of his legs over so he was straddling Billy’s lap. It didn’t take long for Billy’s lips to be on Y/N’s neck and his grip on Y/N’s waist to get tighter.

“I-I thought we were g-going to s-study.”

Billy laughed against the base of Y/N’s neck before starting to suck a hickey.

“You’re my good baby boy right?”

“Y-Yeah yours.”

It was beginning to heat up as Billy continued to suck pretty hickeys against Y/N’s neck but then his hands ran up Y/N’s sides, causing him to squirm away and laugh.

“You know I’m ticklish. You can’t do that.”

Billy continued to tickle Y/N’s sides, his heart growing fonder as he continued to listen to Y/N laugh. He tried to squirm away but Billy didn’t allow him to instead holding him close and blowing raspberries against his cheeks.

It was as if for a moment Billy was someone else, someone carefree and happy away from the stress of his father and step mother and also someone that didn’t have to worry about school work because he knew that Y/N would help.

His chest felt light and as he looked down at Y/N laying on the bed, hair haloing on the bed and his eyes sparkling, all Billy could feel was his heart beating wildly and the heating of his cheeks. 

He was finally overcome with adoration and the possibility of a future. 

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I'M SO SORRY BUT I HAVE ONE MORE

billy hargrove x FEM!reader (Neil is rotting in prison btw, I can't stand him and hope he has fun in hell)

Billy drives Max to the skatepark every Wednesday afternoon

He waits in the parking lot watching her skate, he notices a girl that max sometimes talks to

He noticed max likes the girl and she is his age..

Billy starts taking max to the skatepark more and more, and letting her stay until the girl leaves

Billy falls for the girl and eventually gets the courage to ask her out

They fall in love and max and billy fight over her

"She was mine first,"

"Back off shitbird, she like me more,"

This idea wouldn't leave my brain, sorry

ME FIRST!

Billy hargrove x Fem!reader

Desc: billy and max fight over YN. That's about it.

Warning: fighting

Notes: it's a little short. Sorry-

The music in the car was blaring. When the Hargrove siblings pulled in to the park, the current song was Queen but it was shut down rather quickly.

"Alright, max." Billy said, sitting back in his seat. "Two hours tops. Go."

Max rolled her eyes and got out of the car, dropping her skate board to the ground and rolling off.

Billy turned the other way, watching as Max rode down the bowl. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it up, taking a few quick drags.

He could drive off and go flirt with girls at the mall, not like Neil was around to stop him, but it was starting to get redundant. He almost justified flirting with Steve in his little ice cream shop just to get some kind of new reaction. But, he had a reputation.

So he just sat there, listing to his music and humming along to whatever Freddie Mercury was singing about.

Time past. Billy as dozed off once or twice. He mess around with some of the cute girls (and boys) that walked by. He would check to male sure Max wasnt dead but honestly, it wasnt the most important thing.

Once when Billy looked up, he saw Max with this... absolutely stunning lady.

She had to be younger then Billy but older then Max.

Her (h/l) hair perfectly framed her face. Her clothes fit her in all the right was. If this was some kind of cartoon, Billy's eyes might be poking out of his head.

Max must have noticed Billy's staring because she was already in the car, sitting next to him.

"Are you ok? Its rude to stare."

Billy quickly looked over, semi shocked that he didnt see Max get in.

"What? Mind your business." Billy said, running back to look out the window. To his disappointment, she was gone.

"How old is your friend?" Billy fully turned on the car and shut off the music.

"16, two years older then me. Why?"

"Mind your business, Max." Billy repeated himself, pulling out of the parking lot while trying not to hit the dumb kids that thought it was ok to cross the road without looking.

"Oh, you like her?" Max nearly yelled.

"What dose it matter to you?"

"You arnt her type."

"Oh really? What's her type, then?"

"Me"

"Spoiled brats? You dont have a chance in hell with her."

The whole ride home continued on like that. The two siblings firing insults back and forth.

Week after week that same thing would happen. If Billy was lucky, Y/N would walk with Max to the car. On those days, Y/N and Billy would playfully flirt back and forth while Max stared daggers in to the back of Billy's head.

But today was the day. Billy had gained enough confidence to ask out the girl he had been pining for over the past weeks.

Max knew something was up when Billy didnt give her the normal 'only two hours' speech and instead got out of the car with Max.

"What are you doing?" Max asked, holding her board under her arm.

"None of your business." Billy huffed, looking over Max for a particularly girl.

"Max-ie." Yn turned the corner around the car. "Oh, Billy. Hi. I've never seen you put of your car."

"Oh, well today is a very special day." Billy smiled, leaning against his car.

"Oh, really? Whys that?" Max asked, voice laced with venom. Almost like a warning, but what was she going to do?

"Today is that day I'm going to ask YN out."

Billy glanced away from Max over to YN, who was giggling and covering her face.

"Oh really?" Yn asked. "Where were you planning on taking her?"

"A nice dinner somewhere? Maybe bring to to the pool after closing. Whatever she wants."

"I think she would enjoy a movie or dinner at enzos." Yn hummed, tapping her chin.

"I'll call her later tonight to ask about it."

"Sounds like a plan."

Billy looked back over to where Max once was but she had ran off, probably to pitty herself for having no rizz.

"Well, I wont hold you." Billy smiled back at YN and slipped in to his car.

-----------------------------------------------

After about a two and a half hours, max slid in to the seat next to Billy. She slammed the door with a loud thud.

"Hey, watch it! Dont hurt her." Billy hissed, staring up the car.

"Dont get any bight ideas with YN, Billy! I liked her first."

"Oh come on, she likes me better, shitbird."

"She dose not! She Pittys you!"

And they fought, all the way back home.

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New Friendship

A/N: I hope this did your request justice because I had a lot of fun writing this 

Warnings: Blood and violence mentions, swearing

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x Male!Reader

It began with verbal jabs, insults spat with venom at Jonathan’s back as he walked down the hall for lunch. It felt like the walls were closing in and Jonathan felt his chest begin to constrict with anxious fear as Billy’s voice got closer; the thought of getting to fresh air was repeated over and over but Jonathan was caught up before his could push the bar.

“I told you to fucking stop and listen to me Byers.”

Jonathan was silent as his mind filled with static, Billy stepping up closer and pushing the quiet boy with quick jabs.

“Come on pussy, fight back. Fight back you fucking bitch.”

Jonathan knew that Billy was being like this because he was friends with Steve and he had stood up for himself against Billy on more than one occasion (or at least attempted to) but this felt different; more malicious. The feeling of his back hitting the lockers shocked Jonathan and caused a near inaudible groan to leave his lips. The smirk on Billy’s lips was borderline cruel as he hit the locker beside Jonathan’s head before stepping back on his heels.

“You scared Byers? How about you act like a man for once huh and fight back? It’s pathetic how much of a pussy bitch you are girly boy.”

Jonathan’s pulse was throbbing in his ears as the words washed over him but before he could speak another voice spoke up.

“How about you leave him the fuck alone Hargrove?”

Both Jonathan and Billy turned their heads to see Y/N standing there, a brown paper bag hanging lazily from his left hand to show that he was ready to go to lunch.

“Just fuck off will ya? This has nothing to do with you.”

“I’ll say it again. Leave him alone. He hasn’t done anything to you.”

Y/N’s voice was calm as his eyes shifted from Billy to Jonathan, taking a step forward and smirking when Billy stepped away from Jonathan and kept his eyes on Y/N.

“Did you hear me? I said fuck off.”

Y/N smiled then as he walked over to the pair, Jonathan’s eyes widening slightly because he didn’t know what was happening; Billy’s agitation evident as he puffed out his chest and exhaled angrily through his nose.

“I’m gonna beat your fucking ass if you don’t get out of my face and leave.”

Billy’s threat was followed by a laugh from Y/N, filling the corridor and echoing off the lockers; the sound of cracking knuckles bringing Y/N back to earth.

“I’d like to see you try Hargrove.”

The first swing from Billy missed Y/N because he moved out of the way just in time but his swing that made contact. The sound of bone hitting bone made Jonathan wince as Y/N’s knuckles connected with Jonathan’s nose; the blood immediate.

“You fucking asshole, you almost broke my nose.”

Y/N had began to laugh but then Billy’s fist connected with his jaw, causing Y/N to stagger before catching himself. He tackled Billy then, catching the guy off guard and while straddling his stomach punched him consistently in the face; Billy’s face becoming increasingly more bloody and Y/N’s knuckles split and the very beginnings of bruising was evident. It was at a moment of Y/N catching his breath that Billy got the upper hand then, punching up and striking Y/N quite hard in the nose and right eye; getting in a few more blows in after Y/N was trying to assess the damage without being able to see it. Y/N was the one to stand up first on slightly shaky legs before Billy followed, grabbing Y/N by the face and bringing his head down to meet his knee, the impact not as severe as he would have liked as Y/N moved his face at the last second; a feeling of bone hitting muffled bone still evident which made Jonathan wince. It didn’t take long for Y/N to push Billy away, backhanding him harder than he thought was possible; the injury worse due to the rings on Y/N’s fingers.

Y/N stood there while breathing heavily, running a hand through his hair and turning to look at Jonathan with a soft smile on his lips. He didn’t notice Billy get up with a look on his face that could only be interpreted as rage beyond understanding, raising his arm but before he could do anything Jonathan stepped in; pushing against his chest quite hard before punching Billy with harsh intent.

It was then that they heard the stiff voice, all their heads turning to see their math teacher standing there with a dark look on her face.

“You three detention after school. One hour.. How dare you think it’s okay to get into fights in school. Detention. After school.”

--

It didn’t take long for the school day to be over and for Y/N, Jonathan and Billy to be seated in a classroom, Y/N and Jonathan sitting with one another while Billy sat on the other side of the room.

“I’m so sorry that this happened to you.” Jonathan whispered while looking down at his lap, his hands a mess of intertwined fingers on the desk.

“It’s fine Jonathan, I hate how Billy thinks he can treat people like shit and get away with it.”

There was a sound like a snort coming from Billy’s side of the classroom but Y/N and Jonathan didn’t acknowledge it, instead Jonathan reached his hand up slowly and wiped a droplet of blood that was slowly dribbling down the side of Y/N’s face.

“I hope you’re not in too much pain.” Jonathan’s voice held concern as he lowered his hand and Y/N was quick to intertwine his fingers through Jonathan’s to calm him down.

“I’m fine. Yes it hurts but it’s nothing I can’t handle.”

Y/N’s smile was soft and genuine which helped Jonathan feel more at ease, giving Y/N’s hand a quick squeeze before letting go and running the fingers through his messy locks.

“Thank you by the way.”

Y/N looked into Jonathan’s eyes then, a hint of confusion flashing through them before he blinked and rested his chin on his hand; Jonathan slowly exhaling before clearing his throat.

“For standing up for me. It means a lot.”

Y/N smiled in a way that bunched his cheeks up and lit up his eyes.

“It’s okay Jonathan. As I said Billy shouldn’t be getting away with the shit that he does, or at least think he can.”

--

Y/N and Jonathan hung back after they were dismissed from detention, standing in front of Jonathan’s car while Billy angrily sped away in his car; a cigarette hanging from his lips.

“We’re still gonna talk after this right? Like we’re friends now?”

Y/N laughed good naturedly before nodding, running a hand through his hair to try and tame the unruly locks; grabbing his car keys out of his bag shortly after.

“Of course we’re friends Jonathan, after today how could we not be? Also you’re such a great person and you’re easy to talk to.”

A soft breeze tickled Y/N and Jonathan’s skin after his confession, a soft red resting on the apples of Y/N’s cheeks before he rubbed a hand on the back of his neck.

“I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?” Y/N’s question floated over to Jonathan and rested comfortably in his chest.

“Y-Yeah of course.”

Y/N walked over to his car then, unlocking the driver’s side door and getting inside, starting it up but it was Jonathan’s short call of his name that stopped him from driving away.

“Yeah?”

Jonathan rang his hands before looking at Y/N.

“Are you sure you’re okay and not in too much pain?”

The pain in Y/N’s face from the fight was there but it was nothing some pain killers and ice couldn’t dull, a fond feeling in his chest blooming at Jonathan’s genuine concern.

“I’m okay Jonathan.”

“Promise?” Jonathan asked in a way that was protective in the softest way.

“Promise.”