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I love Billy Hargrove as a character, I love his role in that shitty show, and I love him as a person. RIP to y'all, but I'm different.

#were all built different #billy hargrove

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#LMAO #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington

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It’s not Billy’s fault the town has portals to a hell dimension, Steeb.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington

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♡ happy valentine’s day, harringrove fandom ♡

#billy is me and i am billy #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington

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Happy Valentine’s Day, Surfking nation.

#harringrove #billy x steve #billy hargrove #steve harrington

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Harringrove coded

#theyre the best ships #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington

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I just think it's wild that the duffers referenced Fast Times three times:

once to sexualize Billy and draw a direct reference between him and Phoebe Cates' character.

and then twice to point out that Steve is really hot for Pheobe Cates' character.

... like, hello? hellllloooo??

#seriously and they wonder why we all ship harringrove #like aside from the insane chemistry they literally wrote clues like this #like come on #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington

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Did you see that? Yeah, I saw that! That was at least seven feet. I don’t know what it was, but it almost gave me a heart attack. Ten more minutes? Yeah, okay, ten more minutes.

#he just needs love #billy hargrove

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#pffff oh my god #harringrove #billy hargrove

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It was hideous. Pink frills, calf length with bows and ridiculous poofy sleeves. Max wanted to burn it, throw it in the fireplace or take a pair of scissors and destroy the hideous dress but instead she was sat staring at it on her bed knowing she couldn't do any of that.

Instead, she grabbed her skateboard and stormed her way towards the front door because the second her mom came home she would have to try it on, pretend she liked it and then hide it somewhere until she forgot about it but as she rounded the corner out of the hallway she ran right into Billy.

"What the hell?" he exclaimed, arms out in his gym shorts and tank top. "Watch where you're going, shit bird."

Max groaned but when she tried to walk around him he put his arm against the door frame and looked down at her with that smile he gets when she's angry and he knows it.

"Move."

"That kid dump you or something?" Billy tilted his head with a fake frown.

"No. Move."

He raised his eyebrows and blocked her again. "That Wheeler shit head at it again?"

"No. It's nothing just move," she finally managed to shove past and get to the front door before realising she left her bedroom door wide open with the dress in Billy's sightline.

He wasn't going to let her off easy for that move and now he definitely knew about the dress so that's what she was coming home to. Except, after a few hours of avoiding their street, going around in circles through the neighbourhood she came home to find her mother on the verge of tears holding the dress which was now torn to threads and covered in dirt and mud.

"I don't know what happened," Billy sighed gesturing to it in Susan's hands. "I was doing the laundry and hung it out to dry but I guess a raccoon or something got it. Must have fell off the line or somethin'. I'm so sorry, Max."

"I was so excited to see you wearing it," she cried looking up to see Max trying not to smile.

"It's okay," Max replied. "We could go shopping for another one. Maybe I could pick one this time?"

Susan lit up and smiled. "We'll go into town tomorrow and get you the prettiest one available."

Billy couldn't help but smile the moment Susan turned her back to go into the kitchen. He didn't say anything, just walked past Max and into his bedroom with a nod and a smirk before closing the door and putting on whatever trashy noise he had in the tape deck.

#hes so real for that #billy hargrove #billy and max #max mayfield

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Steve: Alright everyone. Who else here thought Billy was my boyfriend?

Steve: Billy put your hand down

#no billy keep your hand up #because youre right #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington

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“You know I’m not going anywhere, right? And if you’re leaving, I’m coming with you.” “… fuck, I can’t believe you’re being serious.” “As a heart attack.” “Goddamn, Harrington.”

#LOVE LOVE LOVE #i love when people edit them together like this #its everything we deserved and never got #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington

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Steve's used to climbing in windows and sneaking around. Appearing only when it's convenient, expected, chaste enough to not cause issues.

Even with Nancy and the other girls before her, he snuck into windows and through creaky front doors. Hiding in closets and just under window panes.

It's not different with Billy, despite everything being different with Billy.

His window's on the first floor which Steve appreciates. And his bedroom is an addition so it's far from his parent's, which means they can be a little loud.

And he knows they have to sneak around. Now it's not just because of disappointed dads or moms who worry. It's out of fear and protection, hiding to stay alive.

It's the same.

It's different.

Steve is used to being a secret.

But Billy had said to come to the front door tonight. A trip to Chicago to see a band Billy loves and Steve's never heard of.

His dad wants to meet Steve since they're driving together.

Steve wants to bring flowers. But that's kind of queer. And they are queer, but he doesn't know if Billy will accept that they're that kind of queer. And his dad would just know.

So Steve buys a bouquet and hides it behind the seat. He could give it to Billy's step-mom, but he shouldn't be trying to impress her, he should be trying to hide.

Billy will get them later or they'll rot and Steve will have to shampoo the carpet.

He doesn't glance at them as he gets out of the car. Casual. They're friends.

They're everything and nothing. They're just going to Chicago.

Billy's dad seems like a Grade A asshole. Steve can hear him snap at Billy to get the door from inside. They're friends. He doesn't have to impress this guy. He probably could have honked from his car.

Billy looks furious when he opens the door but the fire dies down when he sees Steve.

"I'll call you before we leave Chicago," Billy says, calmly. Too calmly like he's a robot. His father doesn't respond.

He has a bag over his shoulder and he closes the front door like he's afraid of it breaking.

Steve jogs down the steps back to his car, flowers forgotten behind the passenger seat.

But Billy sees them when he opens the back door to toss his bag inside.

Says, "Those for your girlfriend?"

"Yeah, I like her blonde curls," Steve replies, knuckles white against the steering wheel. Hands so tight the ridges could cut through the tendons.

"That's kind of gay, Stevie."

Steve closes his eyes when Billy closes the door and slides into his seat.

"Thought you were talking about baseball when you went on about pitchers and catchers," Steve replies. He turns on his headlights and backs out of the driveway.

Billy snorts, waits a moment before turning to drag the flowers up front with him. He touches them for a moment, tearing one off with his fingers because he's a monster.

Steve sighs when the flower touches his hair, his ear, sits against his skin, warm where Billy leaves it.

Billy buckles in and tosses the bouquet to the backseat. He waits until they leave Hawkins to put his hand on Steve's knee.

"No one's ever bought me flowers before," he whispers.

Steve reaches down to squeeze Billy's hand, eyes focused on the road ahead of them.

"I'm a romantic."

Billy squeezes Steve's knee and breathes out. Steve can feel him and the tense air of the car relax around them. "A romantic ninja."

Steve starts giggling, glances at Billy with his own flower behind his ear. There's no one to impress and all the reasons to hide. But it feels like nothing can touch them inside Steve's car on the road to Chicago.

#love this #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #fanfic

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The holy trinity 🙏🏼

#hes my favorite your honor #billy hargrove #text posts

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it’s ok bro u can objectify me a lil bit...i sorta like it bro

#'plenty of bitches in the sea' #'im bitches' #billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove

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i know Dacre has cried out of both eyes on the show but the fact that a lot of his S3 scenes show him crying out of his left eye just puts the saddest headcanons in my head about tear duct trauma and what happened to him after his night at the Byers’; showing up at home empty handed with no car and without Max wouldn’t end well for him…

that being said, Neil Hargrove can absolutely rot 🖤

#i did not need this #we all just sit around and look at every detail of this show to find reasons to make us cry #and i wont stop doing it either #billy hargrove

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#oof #billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove #text posts