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Ok! Here’s what I’m working on.
Harringrove seperated childhood friends to teenaged lovers?!?
William and Steve were inseparable. From that first day at Hawkins community preschool to the last day in Winter of 1973 when William’s far too abrasive father had lifted him by the arm and thrown him into the back of his pickup truck. His mother simpering in the back seat while 8 year old Steve stood and watched, a basketball held limply in his hands. William banged on the window as Neil pulled out of the driveway, the two best friend’s managing to get one last look at each other over the tops of the many boxes and bags. As they pulled further away William shouted ‘don’t forget me Stevie!!’ and the basketball slipped from Steve’s hands as he raced after thr truck.
“I won’t! I’ll remember you William!!!”
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Youtube just attacked me with a Sadie/ Dacre //Billy / Max edit and I haven’t needed to sit down more a day in my life.
What!?!?
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steve: you have to apologise to them billy.
billy: fine! but i must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the man you fell in love with!
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I obviously feel very strongly that Billy and Steve would trade Letterman jackets, but I feel even more strongly that Steve would give Billy his class ring. He went to Joyce’s house and asked for some thread from her large collection, spent an afternoon carefully wrapping and re-wrapping it so it could hang safely on a nice gold chain. Worrying that Billy won’t accept it because he already has a necklace, Harrington.
Yeah. Steve’s an old school romantic.
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What do you mean Billy Hargrove is dead, he’s marrying Steve Harrington.
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I keep seeing Billy antis on Tiktok using the ‘Am I dreaming/don’t cream your pants’ FAMOUS Harringrove audio to show sexy Steve.
Like ???? Do you see it! Do you get the joke!?
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Listen I will say this once! And once only. Do NOT interact with my tumblr is you are a minor. Don’t fucking comment, don’t reblog.
I am 28 years old. I am TOO OLD to be interacting with you on an anonymous platform. Do not do that to yourself! Be in fandom space but please make sure to DOUBLE CHECK people’s ages before commenting or reblogging.
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happy
4thbilly day <3
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the worst offense of stranger things killing off characters is that they only kill off steve’s boyfriends like what is the reason 😭
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It takes Will a good 30 seconds to remember to close his mouth. He knows his mom says it’s rude to stare, but he can’t help it. He’s at the hospital with his mom while she checks in on Hop, and he decided to wander down to Billy’s room. If he’s being honest with himself, the other boy kind of scares him still, but Steve’s been on him like a mother hen since he’s been rescued, which means that Billy’s going to be a part of their lives now, if they want to be a part of Steve’s, so he might as well get used to him.
Steve, the reason that his mouth is agape. Specifically his arms. He has them raised, fiddling with some kind of wire that’s twisted above Billy’s head. And wow. They were not that muscled when Will saw him last. He’s sure of it.
Steve turns, noticing him, but Will’s thankfully managed to shut his mouth by then. “Hey Will, I’m gonna go find a nurse to figure out these wires. Keep Billy company for me while I’m gone?” He throws a wink in there and Will can feel his face get hot and red, right to the tips of his ears.
Will nods, at a loss for words.
Steve leaves the room, and Billy turns to him, a sharkish grin on his face. “Hey, fellow gay William.” He motions for Will to sit in the chair next to his hospital bed. Now that Steve and his arms have vacated the room, Will notices that Billy is shirtless. Even with his torso scarred, he’s too beautiful for words.
Will pulls out the chair and sits down, sputtering. “How…, I mean, I’m not. I’m not…” the last word comes out like a whisper. He’s still not used to saying it out loud. “…gay.”
Billy huffs out a laugh, giving Will a sympathetic look. “Sure you’re not. And I didn’t die for almost a year, only to be rescued from a Russian prison by your mother and the local conspiracy theorist.”
Will’s eyes go wide. He thought he’d been hiding so well. “Do you think anyone else knows?”
Billy shakes his head. “No, it’s a homo thing. Gaydar. I can spot another homosexual a mile away.”
Will leans in close. “But you and I are the only ones, right?”
Steve re-enters the room then. “A nurse’ll be here in a minute.” He looks between Billy and Will, clearly able to tell that he’s walked in on something private.
“Can you come here for a minute, Steve?”
Steve’s at his bedside in a flash. “What do you need? Water, another blanket, more pillows.”
“Nope. Just wanted to do this.” He grabs Steve by the front of his polo, pulling him in and planting a big, smacking kiss on him.
Will can see the tips of Steve’s ears go red, but he melts into it, gripping Billy’s shoulders and going in for another kiss, not for show this time. It’s honestly getting a little heated, and Will doesn’t know where to look, but then Steve pulls back, looking at Will as if he’d forgotten he and Billy weren’t alone in the room. He clears his throat and heads for the door. “I’m gonna go check on that nurse. I’ll be right back.” He almost walks into the closed door as he exits.
Billy turns to Will, his grin bright enough to outshine the sun. “What was that you were saying about you and I being the only gay guys in Hawkins?”
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billy “i can’t type” hargrove and steve “i don’t understand what the fuck are you saying” harrington
