#good brother billy hargrove

[randomperson351]

Billy and Hopper HC

Summary: HC of Billy and Hopper bonding over their shared hatred of Mike dating Eleven after Billy has decided to unofficially adopt El as his little sister.

Note: Guess who’s back on their Billy shit! I don’t know when this is set, I’m too fucking confused. A bit of present and post-mall I guess? Just enjoy the ride.

Do not repost or rewrite any of my work. Minors and ageless blogs get blocked.

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- Okay so first of all? Hopper has decided he loves the new protection Billy has suddenly shown over his daughter, especially where Mike is involved.

- Billy found out the two were still dating when he was bringing El home from playing at the arcades with Max and Mike was waiting in the cabin, sat on the sofa with Hop in his armchair next to him. The Chief had never seen the full extent of Hargrove’s glare until that night.

- He’d admit, at first this new obsession over keeping El close was weird to the older man, especially since he’d caught rumours along the way about Billy’s mean streak and history of violence that seemed to follow him since he moved here; but El seemed happy enough, and Max too, so he let it continue while keeping an eye on it.

- But that glare was all he needed to see. Hopper started noticing how Billy lingered when picking up or dropping off Eleven if Mike was around, how he wouldn’t take his eyes off of them and would make up some ridiculous excuse to go in El’s room as soon as the door closed further than 3 inches.

- He might not have been able to completely stop the two from hanging out privately, Billy knew he couldn’t and, more importantly, wouldn’t do anything unless he had a signal from the Chief; but that didn’t mean he couldn’t stop Max from hanging out with him.

- He point blank refuses to unlock Max’s car door if it’s just Mike waiting. She can pull and pull on the handle but Billy would just light a cigarette and recline his seat, basking in the sun coming in his windshield as he waited for someone else to arrive before releasing the locks.

- When Mike and Eleven break up? Boy, you know this man is gonna be petty as hell. Everyone (especially Eleven) expected him to blow up and try to rip the kid’s head off but no, instead he does little things that annoy the living shit out of Mike.

- Going to pick the girls up from the Byers’ house after a game of DnD (or girl time, in their case)? He’ll gently push Max and El out before him and close the door right in Mike’s face before he can react.

- The weekly get together was at the Wheeler’s house? Oh I’m sorry, Mrs Wheeler just happened to be opening the door as Billy was rebuttoning his shirt. And what’s this? He get’s invited inside to wait while the girls get ready? May aswell play with Holly for a bit and bounce her around the house in his arms, almost making her scream it down when his little sister’s announce they’re ready to go. Mike’s face red with frustration almost explodes when Karen invites him back anytime to come and see Holly, besides anyone can see how much she loves him. With a kiss to Holly’s little cheek and a disgustingly seductive smirk at his mum, Billy exits the house with a smug look in Mike’s direction.

- Lots of other things. Locking him in the car ‘accidently’, locking him out of the car ‘accidently’, bringing an umbrella for Max and El but oh shame, no room for you Mike. 

- Continues this far longer than what he probably should’ve been allowed to, Steve eventually steps in and tells Billy to cut it out. Not that he particularly meant it though.

- But then, they get back together. Billy and Jim looked as if they were gonna vom. When the first thing the two did was go into El’s room snickering to each other, the men sat heavily on the furniture and lit up a cigarette. 

- By the end of the night, when Billy has to leave to go home, he somehow managed to chainsmoke his way through an entire pack of Marlboro’s; and Hop wasn’t doing much better. Billy sat up and stretched his spine while Hopper got up to get himself another beer, patting Billy’s shoulder in a familial way as he passed as if to say, ‘yeah me too kid.’

- “Alright, I’m heading out, call if you need anything.” Billy stuck his head in El’s door and said his goodnights. 

“She won’t.” Mike perked up from his prone position on El’s bed while she read a magazine.

Billy’s stare hardened as he switched his attention to Mike. Before he could wind himself up too much, El stood up and shuffled over to him. 

“I will call you. Promise.” And then wrapped him in a hug. Billy hunkered himself around the girl pressed to him, hugging her close. 

“If you need someone to slash his tyres, I’m free for the rest of the night.” He whispers, making El giggle. 

“You’ll be the first person I call.”

- “So, you kill him yet?” Max asked as soon as he walked in.

“Nah, it would be too predictable. I’ll find somewhere to dump the body first.”

Max laughed as he ushered her to bed. 

He wasn’t really joking.

#randomperson351 #stranger things #Billy Hargrove #billy hargrove headcanon #protective!billy hargrove #good brother billy hargrove #little sister max #little sister eleven #billy and hopper are two tired dads #they bond over their hatred of mike #can you tell i don't like mike? #DO NOT REPOST

[reineydraws]

i have a soft spot for fics where billy sort of ends up adopting el and will alongside max. like, these are the kids that get dibs for rides in the camaro haha.

also im unfortunately not participating bc prev commitments but #harringrove for turkey is happening right now if yall want to donate to the earthquake relief funds for turkey & syria and get some art/fic back from harringrove fans! :) check out the tag if you're interested!!

#stranger things #stranger things fanart #billy hargrove #max mayfield #will byers #jane hopper #st eleven #eleven #eleven stranger things #obviously the ones where the party as a whole adopts billy are also very good #but i think it's cute when they end up getting split like this #it's precious when will asks billy for gay advice and maybe has a tiny crush on him #where billy and el bond over bad papas and containing anger and billy learning to find childish innocence again through her eyes #where max finds out about neil and stubbornly decides to get through to billy and when billy starts reaching back that's it. #theyre ride-or-die now. #i like those kinds of fics :') and steve gets the other half and then they co-parent together #billy's all right w the other kids too but whenever i interpret his relationships with lucas & mike #it always comes off more to me as 'these are the significant others of my kids so they are automatically on thin ice' #and with dustin it's always 'this is my boyfriend's little brother' #but will and el and max are billy's directly #i digress! #sometimes i dont post at all and then i post two things in a week! consistency who???

[queer-coded-camaro-driver]

Max, slamming the Ouija board down on her bedroom floor: Listen up, asshole; I come bearing gifts. 

Billy/Planchet: W H A T  I S  I T?

Max, pulling several polaroids out of her hoodie pocket and setting them on the floor: Steve took his shirt off at the pool and El took a bunch of sneaky pictures. I snagged a few of the good ones while she was busy. You’re so fucking welcome. 

Billy/Planchet: B E S T   S I S T E R   E V E R!

Max: I know. 

Billy/Planchet: N O W  G O  A W A Y

Max: What, why? There was swimsuit clingage, dude. Don’t you want the rest of the details? 

Billy/Planchet: N O  I  W A N T  S O M E  P R I V A C Y

Max, flipping the board over and gagging: Oh, gross! Ugh, you’re so nasty. Jesus fuck, Billy, even in the afterlife? That’s so- ewwwww. 

#the strange adventures of max and her ouija brother #more ouija memes #ouija board billy #ghost billy hargrove #harringrove #harringrove imagines #harringrove meme #harringrove ficlet #the continuation of the ouija board series #max mayfield #max and billy sibling energy #max and billy good siblings

[cavinginhisfvce]

'William Orchard Hopper"

Pairing: Harringrove.

Tw: child abuse, mentions of infidelity.

This started out as a headcanon of Jim being Billy biological dad and quickly spiraled into this??? Sorry. <3

Not many people know that Jim Hopper spent a considerable amount of time in California in his twenties.

Jim and Billy's mom, Bria Hargrove met and had an affair that led to Billy being born.

Neil knows Billy isn't his son, and becomes abusive towards Bria and Billy until she can no longer take it. 

When Billy is ten, she leaves and hides a note in Billy's room for him to find. 

The note tells him that Neil isn't his real father, it tells him his real father lives in Indiana. Hawkins, specifically but that he had once lived in California. She tells him that the man is named Jim Hopper. She doesn't give him any other details. Not that it truly matters, Neil is whose on his birth certificate. Neil is who is raising Billy into the man he's destined to be.

Confused, Billy tucks the note away. He can almost forget about it, but the knowledge that Neil isn't his dad stays with him. Even when Neil married Susan, and he gained a step-sister in her daughter, Max. 

It doesn't become a problem for Billy until Neil announces that their new, fragile thing of a family is moving to Hawkins, Indiana. 

He doesn't know if Neil knows he'll be dropping them in the town of the very man his mother cheated on him with.

A week after the move, Billy makes the mistake of getting high after Neil's latest lesson in Respect and Responsibility that ended with Billy nursing bruised ribs and what's definitely a mild concussion. 

The mistake isn't smoking weed, per say. No, Billy's mistake was forgetting just how loose lipped he gets when high. Because, now he's shown Max the letter his mom left all those years ago, he tells her that Neil isn't his biological father.

Max doesn't say anything, she just stands up and hugs her step-brother. 

The blond tenses briefly, before he's sinking into the hug; his own arms winding around her small frame. 

She's gotten taller, so with Billy sitting, his head is pressed into her stomach.

She doesn't comment on the warmth of his tears, she just hugs him tighter.

What does someone say to their step-brother who's father beats him on a regular basis? What do you say when that same boy knows the man who lords his parental status over him, isn't actually his dad? 

Max decides you say nothing. Billy doesn't seem put off by the lack of response. 

It isn't until after Halloween, after Max has plunged a syringe into Billy's neck to sedate him when a panic attack had led to a violent fit, that they're both forced to confront the very thing Billy has tried so hard to forget.

It wasn't the first time Billy lashed out like this, but it was one of the worst times. Her new friends had gotten permission from Neil and her mother to come over, but something set Billy off when she introduced him to Jane.

To his credit, Billy had fled the house when he noticed his breathing picking up. It hadn't helped much, because Max followed behind him, leading her friends to do the same.

When Jane met his gaze, her eyes were soft but unreadable, like she knew she held the last name of the man his mother confessed was actually his father.

It could've been a coincidence, but his mom had also told him the mystery man was training to become a police officer. 

That was too many coincidences, if you asked Billy.

He doesn't remember much after that, not that ever does. 

He knows her friends had been afraid, but for some weird fucking reason they tried to comfort him.

The curly-haired one even called Steve Harrington, declaring that the elder was good in situations like this. 

Billy seriously doubted that, but he'd never pass up a chance to see Steve. Their relationship was still new. New as in they'd only been official for the past week.

Once Steve had arrived, the kids all seemed to lose interest in everything, and retreated into the living room to play video games. Max took some convincing, but eventually, they were able to pry her away from the place she'd refused to leave at Billy's side.

The couple quickly toed off to Billy's room, and Steve wasted no time in pulling Billy into his arms.

Billy felt bone-tired, the sedative given to him never knocks him out, it mostly tires him out. Makes the world fuzzy, and like it's covered in a foggy film.

But, this felt different. This felt like a tiredness that wouldn't be quelled by resting for the remainder of the day. 

The younger boy hadn't told Steve about Jim, so when he asked what triggered this episode, Billy quickly spilled. He spoke until his throat felt raw, and his hands were shaking. 

He spoke until the room felt as if all the air was quickly evaporating. 

Steve waited until Billy's word vomit came to an end, before gently responding, "It's okay, B. If Hop is your dad, he's a good man. A little grumpy, but he's not like…" he trails off, but Billy can fill in the blanks just fine.

"H-how am I even supposed to broach this subject with him, Steve? What if...what if he doesn't want me just like her, and I'm stuck with Neil until I'm 18, or dead?" 

The brunet quickly reaches out to cup Billy's cheek, his thumb grazing the smooth skin. "That won't happen. Even if it did, you've got me. You're never gonna be stuck with him forever so long as I'm alive and breathing, baby."

There's more the boy wants to say, but he just feels so tired. The sounds of the kids all yelling in the other room serve as nothing more than background noise.

It's about an hour later, and Billy's only been fighting his sleep because Steve is showing him various tiktoks and clips of random gamers he enjoys.

Soon though, he's starting to doze on Steve's shoulder, when there's a knock at his door, then a head of brown curls are peaking into his room.

Jane.

His breath hitches, but Steve's hand finds his back and begins to soothingly rub his stress away. 

Metaphorically, of course. Because in reality, Billy is still freaking out.

"Jim is here to pick me up, but he wanted to meet you."

This causes him to bristle, "Me? Why?"

Jane merely shrugs, before turning away. 

Billy has an inkling she does know, but he swallows it down and climbs off his bed to make the short trek to the living room.

When he lays eyes on Hopper, the man is dressed in his uniform, a small grimace on his lips as he observes the sparsely decorated room.

His eyes eventually land on Billy and he offers something that could be considered a smile.

"So you're the owner of that Camaro out front, or is that your dad's?"

Billy wants to laugh out loud at the question, but instead he shakes his head. "No, sir. She's all mine, fixed her from the ground up myself." 

It was true, Billy spent months fixing her up, she'd been all but totaled when he found her body at the junkyard in California. 

He immediately fell in love with the car, despite the appearance and the rest was history.

The chief let out a long whistle, along with an approving nod.

"Damn kid. You lookin' for work? I know the mechanic in town could use someone like you on weekends."

Billy only nods, unsure of what to say. 

"Yeah, yeah that'd be great, actually! Thanks."

Jim nods, his eyes never leaving their place of observing the blond. 

"I'll set it up, just come by my office on Monday and we'll work out all the kinks."

Soon after, Jim leaves with Jane, who promises Max that they'll hang out soon.

Much to Billy's chargin, Steve leaves with the rest of the kids, sans Max, around forty-five minutes later.

Neil and Susan return after Billy has finished cleaning up the dishes from his and Max's dinner. 

His dad seems pissed by something, something Billy can't figure out.

Not that it matters. All that matters is that his bad mood means a repeat of last night. 

As it plays out, Billy doesn't have to wait until Monday, because the man in question all but busts the Hargrove's front door down, catching Neil in the act of wailing on the defenseless blond.

There's a whirlwind of activity that ends with his father in cuffs, and Hopper escorting Billy to the hospital with Max glued to his side while Susan tails the Chief's car.

On the drive there, Billy doesn't expect the chief to blurt out, "Jane heard what you told Steve." Billy wants to play dumb, he wants to pretend he has no clue what Hopper is referring to; but instead he just shrugs and glances back at Max, the red-head at least looks apologetic. 

"Does she always ear hustle that hard?" The large man huffs out a laugh, "you have no clue kid," he pauses, chewing at his lip before he carefully continues, "I knew the last name was familiar, just chalked up to a coincidence. But your ma...you look just like her…"

"Why didn't you say something earlier?" 

"I didn't want to assume, I was gonna do some digging. You know? I didn't know Bria was pregnant when we broke things off. All she said was Neil was getting suspicious. She didn't tell me, if she had…" he trails off, pulling up to the entrance of the hospital. 

"I'm gonna make this right, Billy. I promise."

Billy wants to scoff, but one glance at Max's hopeful face in the mirror has Billy nodding instead. 

"Yeah, okay." His words are soft, lacking any bite. 

It turns out that the police chief busting down your front door to find your "father" beating you bloody, is more than enough evidence to send said man to prison. 

It also turns out that one nicely worded threat is enough to have Neil Hargrove give up parental rights that never rightly belonged to him.

A DNA test for confirmation later Billy was getting a new birth certificate in the mail with the name William Orchard Hopper.

Below it read Bria Hargrove and James Hopper.

Billy was in the middle of decorating his new room in Hopper's place when Max barged in, Steve trailing behind her with a sweet grin on his lips.

"Billy, can you take me and Jane to the arcade?" Jane, who Billy hadn't noticed initially just smiled up at him.

The boy shook his head, turning to Steve, "aren't these your charges? Why am I the chaperone?"

Max rolls his eyes, "you're our brother, so you have to! You love us!"

Jane quickly nods her head, a sparkle in her eyes, "Yeah! You love us."

Steve hums his agreement, which has Billy shaking his head again, "okay, whatever shitbirds. Let me change, at least."

They seem to accept that, and slip out the room, leaving Billy and Steve alone.

The latter smiles at him, before crossing the room to plant a light kiss to his lips.

"Alright, now hurry up, Blondie! We can't let the boys get too cocky, Jonathan dropped them off already and I just know Dustin is trying to beat Max's highscores already. They're gonna fight all day."

Once Billy is dressed, he drags Steve out his bedroom, only to run into Hopper. Literally. 

Billy's head bounces against his chest and everything.

The man just grunts and steadies the smaller boy, his lips parting to speak before Billy is wrapping his arms around his midsection, "see you for dinner, Pops!" before he's grabbing Steve's hand and ushering Max and Jane out the door.

Jim doesn't miss the smile that graces his son's lips before he calls out, "be safe!"

He can almost see the way Jane and Billy roll their eyes before responding without missing a beat, 

"Us? Always!" Jim doesn't mention the time he had to put out a small fire from when Billy tried to teach Jane tricks with his zippo.

Yeah, always my ass, he thinks.

#billy hargrove #billy antis dni #billy hargrove deserved better #billy hargrove protection squad #harringrove #steve harrington #hargrove mayfield siblings #billy is actually hoppers son #hopper is billys real dad #ive decided #harringrove modern!au #harringrove fic #hopper is billy's dad #max and billy have a good relationship #max loves her brother #jane does too #this is a mess #it started as a headcanon #tw: child abuse #tw: infidelity #i wrote this in like two hours #it just came out #its not good #unedited bc who do u think i am #billy hargrove deserved love #William Orchard Hopper

[ickypuppi3]

#this dynamic #billy hargrove #el hopper #el being all what’s a switchblade and then realising she doesn’t have one #and billy’s like ah fuck here you go #max: you’re a bad influence #billy: didn’t you teach her how to shoplift? #max: yeah and who taught me #billy: no comment #billy’s a good big brother this is all slander #also #billy giving el a mullet when #i would like to see it #ickyposts

[biillys]

gyllenchains: the question was what would he want to see for billy. i didn’t record the other part but he said billy had to die. so i’m gonna walk into traffic

dacre @ stranger con, chicago (9th oct 22)

#'he was constantly trying to push through and break the mould of his father' dacre i need u to know that i owe u my life #gifs #m #dacremontgomeryedit #dacre montgomery #billy hargrove #camaro 67 #something so fucking tragic and sad about the way that so many people believe that the only reason billy could redeem himself is by dying #like.............................................................my brother in christ......if he lived.....and he got to experience life #without neil...................... like if he got to breath some fresh fucking air without his father constantly just. existing. right there #sometimes out of sight but never out of mind....... then my GOD the way he couldve clawed and pieced together a life for himself #a family for himself in him and max #just like. a new beginning #but like. no. #his only redeeming quality was if he fully got himself killed just so the kids could live #wait this isnt me coming for dacre and what hes saying here its me coming for ppl that are like #'actually the only good thing billy done was die. and he deserved it.' #hate that crowd #like its just fucking tragic that ppl that are going though this and suffering constantly at the hands of ppl they should be loved by #are seeing people be like 'well the only way you can make up for the fact that ur a Piece of Work is if you #fucking sacrifice yourself for a Good and Palatable Victim. die bitch.' #but i do get what hes tryin to say here!!!!!!!!!!! i get u dacre!!!!!

[suspiciouslackofclowns]

Big fan of Billy being super strong. Like, stronger than he looks, and he looks strong.

Headcanons and au’s where he’s disabled in some aspect after s3 are so near and dear to my heart, but I also take guilty pleasure in making him an unstoppable force sometimes. Just. Billy being built like a fucking bear, but also having learned to embrace his softer side again through his partner, because he is soft somewhere in there. Always has been.

Not to say that he doesn’t still get angry.

Maybe a few years later after he graduates and is settled into an apartment with Steve (or Eddie, Jonathan, Argyle, etc.), he has more of a rapport with the party. He’s not necessarily ruffling Dustin’s hair or giving Will the gay talk, but he’s around them and they don’t mind each other. He has playful banter with Max and maybe he even finds himself shooting hoops with Lucas every now and again.

He’s friendly with these kids, long story short. So when something happens like Troy Walsh and James follow Dustin on his way over to meet up at the apartment for D&D, because Steve and Billy let the party host there sometimes, Billy gets rightfully pissed.

Catches the kids out on his lawn, Dustin pinned on his back as Troy hovers over him and all of the other kids are screaming. He yells, sharp and quick and stomps over, just in time to startle Troy back before he’s able to land even a single punch. Steve is in the background trying to help Dustin to his feet and check for any injuries while Billy just fucking glares at this kid.

“Get lost,” Billy says.

Squares his shoulders and stands his ground, firmly placed between Troy and Dustin.

The kid looks scared. He swallows, takes a careful step back after he seems to assess that Billy is less of an angry parent and more of an impatient (and reckless) older brother. But then he smirks and reaches over to smack James’ arm.

“Sorry,” he muses. “Didn’t realize the fag brigade were official nerd protectors.”

Somewhere behind Billy, Steve drops Dustin as he’s attempting to help him to his feet, quickly scrambling to grab his hand again and hoist him up. Because he knows something that even Billy himself apparently doesn’t.

The blond is nice now. Downright pleasant to be around, even. He’s worked like hell to get here and he prides himself on being reformed. On being better than he used to be.

Something in his brain switches off. Steve sets a hand on his shoulder and Billy shrugs it off, taking a large stride forward and snatching the collar of Troy’s shirt. He doesn’t really think as he does it. Yanks him forward and grabs his thigh, and hoists him up into the air, kicking and screaming to no avail.

Like this kid weighs nothing at all.

James has retreated to the curb, yelling to put him down, put him down!

But Billy doesn’t budge. He merely bends his elbows and lowers Troy just enough to get their faces close.

In this blinding, white hot rage as brilliant as the glare off of a windshield in summer, Billy can’t even get the words out. Clenches his jaw. Unclenches. Fights the urge to throw this kid straight into the fucking sun.

Then he hears Steve behind him again, ushering the kids back and towards the house.

As silly as it is, that’s what breaks him. Hearing Steve’s voice, the man he loves, simply talking. Being naturally good as Steve always has been without trying — he can put on a show of playing the supreme bitch, but it falls flat somewhere in the delivery. Always.

Because he’s sweet and kind and he cares so much and he doesn’t deserve to be called that word. That horrible, horrible word that Billy has come to hate.

But he’s never hated it like he does right now. Not when it was hurled at him in school, or at home by his own flesh and blood.

But when it was casually directed at Steve. His Steve.

That lets the words flow easy.

“Don’t come around here again,” he hisses. “Don’t talk to or so much as even look at these kids or I’ll find out about it and I will hunt you down, you little shit.” Billy’s knuckles are white and his arms are shaking, but he doesn’t relax his grip for even a second. Troy whimpers, tears streaming down his face. “Am I clear?”

“Yes sir,” Troy manages between sniffles.

Billy finally lowers him back to the earth. The kid’s legs wobble when his shoes meet the ground, and the blond is half convinced that he only stays standing because Billy keeps his fist tangled in the front of his shirt. Stares at him with stern eyes for a moment longer before he shoves him towards his friend, still standing at the curb, and sends him tumbling down on the grass.

“Get the fuck off my lawn.”

The two boys scramble to their bikes and take off down the street without their asses so much as touching their seats.

A moment of silence persists after that. Billy pushes both hands into his hair and sighs, long and frustrated, and just… stands there. The kids are all still checking on Dustin, but Steve carefully approaches his partner from behind.

He knows that Billy gets skittish sometimes when he’s angry. That he sometimes doesn’t appreciate being touched. So he carefully sets a hand on his shoulder and squeezes when he doesn’t shrug him off.

“Bill?” Steve tries. “You okay?”

Of course Steve would ask him if he’s okay. Billy says nothing for half of a beat, and when Steve gently turns him around, he’s met with two huge eyes filled to the brim with with water. Billy blinks and it all comes crashing down in under a second.

He can feel his eyes already burning. Can feel the sobs begin to stir in his chest where he tries to keep them buried unsuccessfully.

Steve just guides him forward and wraps his arms around him protectively. Cradles him close with a one hand cupped over the back of his head and the other rubbing circles into his back.

“Oh, honey, it’s okay,” Steve croons. “You’re alright.”

Billy’s breath stutters as he slumps into Steve, thankful that the brunet is able to take his weight. He doesn’t feel like standing himself right now but he really doesn’t feel like trying to clean grass blood out of his jeans.

He isn’t sure how long they stand there, but he moans feebly when his eyes run dry. Let’s Steve push him back enough to cup his face in his hands.

Billy knows he must look ridiculous. His face always blotches his horrible red and his eyes get puffy when he cries, but Steve still smiles at him nonetheless. Brushes his thumbs over his cheekbones and admires him closely.

“I’m sorry,” Billy says hoarsely. Bites his lip to keep it from quivering. “I didn’t mean to get mad.”

“No one means to get mad, it’s just something that happens sometimes.” Steve presses their foreheads together and breathes in deep, guiding Billy’s breaths. “You can’t expect to not get mad ever, okay? The most you can do is learn how to control your reactions when you do.”

“I can’t.”

“You can, baby, we’ll work on it. For now, let’s just focus on making you feel better.”

A kiss gets pressed to his nose and Billy nods. Sniffles when Steve leans away and takes hold of his hand so he can guide him up the walkway to their porch.

Inside, the kids settle around the coffee table, still shaken up but calming down once they tap into the pantry for snacks. Steve sits Billy down on the couch and treats him like a damn princess, bringing him food and swaddling him in blankets and kissing his face until he’s sufficiently simmered down. Until his eyelids are heavy and he’s slouching into the sofa cushions.

Crying always takes it out of him. Steve seems to delight at his sleepy posture, plopping down on the couch next to him and setting his chin on his shoulder.

The kids have started working to set up their game. Dustin throws on a tape with strange medieval music that Billy would normally tease him for, but right now he can’t bring himself to care about anything other than the warm body pressing against his side.

“How’re you feeling, my boy?” Steve whispers.

Smooths a hand over the top of Billy’s blanket right over his chest and earns a little smile.

“Better.”

“Good, I really hate it when you cry. Makes me wanna fight god.” The two of them share a chuckle and Steve brushes his lips against the corner of Billy’s jaw. “I do like seeing you use your muscles, though.”

For emphasis, he finds Billy’s bicep under the blanket and squeezes it. The blond’s smile fades momentarily.

“I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Dude, you bench pressed a whole teenager. That was the coolest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” Steve lilts, leaning closer into his side. “And I’ve seen some pretty cool shit.”

Billy snorts. Can’t help that he’s grinning from ear to ear when Steve starts kissing him again.

“You’re crazy.”

“If by crazy you mean super smart and handsome, then yeah, consider me batshit.”

“Dork,” Billy teases. Stretches an arm around Steve’s shoulders and envelops him in the warmth of the blanket. “I bet Walsh is gonna be scared of heights now, though.”

Steve snickers.

“And fags.”

They both start giggling hysterically, only stopping when Steve sees fit to turn Billy’s face towards him and mash their lips together.

So, Billy might not be as mellowed out as he previously thought, but he’s working on it.

They’re working on it. Together.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #tw homophobia #hugely inspired by an interaction I saw between my dad (rip king) and my 18y/o brother #where my brother was like bucking up to him trying to start a fight and my dad just picked his ass up #and pressed him flush against the ceiling #so yeah #def some of the scariest shit I’ve ever seen #and it’s not even the craziest thing I’ve ever seen him pick up so #anyway #Billy not being good at regulating his emotions? yes absolutely #him having crazy bursts of strength when he’s angry? yes absolutely #my writing #rambles #ficlet #unedited

[nogitsunbae]

It’s been a few years, the party is old enough to… party. And on Halloween Billy and Steve drop them off at a house party and Billy just glares at them and says “Don’t do anything we wouldn’t do. Also none of you little shits better go for my keg stand record.”

Max beats it out of spite.

When they get picked up later, because as reckless and wild Steve and Billy were they’d be damned if they let their weirdo nerds drive drunk, Max is just standing there with a shit eating grin on her face.

“So are you drunk or did you beat my record?”

“What do you think, asshole? Both.”

#a bit of #harringrove #but mostly just Billy being the good but still an asshole older brother #billy hargrove

[every-dayiwakeup]

If canon Steve were to talk to fanon Steve he'd be like:

The only thing different we do about Billy is actually give him support and a safe home. I'd even argue that fanon Billy is the Billy we only see glimpses of in canon... when he's not on edge.

Which gets this fandom all hot and unbothered for some reason 🤷‍♂️

#billy hargrove #steve harrington #he would not fucking say that #as a friend of mine said #and i like steve #fanon steve #he had potential #and that has died bc of the duffers #good day #anti duffers #anti stranger things #srsly #hes the annoyed older brother who always looks like he needs smelling salts to wake up #hes not the babysitter #not the single mother of six #not a doormat existing to fuck eddie #dont strip him of what little personality hes got smh #he was barely crying #when he was tortured #hes emotionally conspitated

[bowiebond]

“Oh, you like Mungrove because you’re obsessed with Eddie, right?”

Wrong. I’m obsessed with Billy and THEN Eddie 💅🏻✨ Billy lives rent free in my brain and Eddie is his roommate that refuses to sign the lease.

In fact if I was to rate the Hawkins guys it would be Billy, Eddie, Jonathan and THEN Steve, but to be fair, there is no a big gap in my love for each of these gay/bi icons

#I didn’t include Argyle because he’s not from Hawkins #he’s pretty high up there tho <3 #but seriously #I adore Billy’s character #and Jonathan’s too because they’re parells and he’s such a good brother #I love Steve but I mostly write him because he’s pretty and reflects my inner loneliness— #billy hargrove #eddie munson #mungrove #harringrove is amazing too #because they always write Billy so GOOD 😩🙏🏻

[sofiiel]

When they all asked for no pickles.

(Steve's 'can you believe this?' face)

(Max is ready to fight - Lucas just hopes no one spits in the food after all the ranting)

(Max runs off to call Erica and the whole situation just gets that much worse)

#good billy au #fanon billy hargrove #stranger things edit #st s4 #steve harington #billy hargrove #max mayfield #lucas sinclair #lumax #when you make the big brothers mad #protective girl friend #Lucas: I tried to warn them #stranger things au

[randomperson351]

Billy the cook - BH

Summary: Now that he’s back, he’s determined to be the biggest papa bear that there has ever been.

Do not repost or rewrite any of my work. Minors and ageless blogs get blocked.

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Billy’s been learning how to cook since his mum was around. She taught him some basics about food and kitchen safety, but then she left and Billy was hauled to the dump that is Hawkins. Every now and then he conceded and cooked dinner for him and Max when they were left alone, but other than that they were left to their own devices.

After his rescue however Billy noticed how thin the people around him were looking, himself included. With Neil out of the way and a large amount of hush money coming in each month, he subconciously started making abhorrent amounts of food as a way to help him cope with the Mind Flayer business, after all he wasn’t able to focus on being possessed if he was chopping onions and boiling pasta simultaneously. But then he was looking in the mirror and could touch his ribs, feel the ridging of his scars as he breathed and found himself needing Max’s help lifting things he used to do alone.

Billy was always quite proud of his body, not afraid to show it off whenever he got the chance; and so came to the conclusion he needed to do some major bulking.

It came to his attention soon enough that Max had slimmed down a lot too, witnessing her brother being used as a homocidal puppet for an evil interdimensional cloud of dust took a lot out of her when she was watching over him recovering in the hospital, no one totally sure if he was going to pull through. 

And so his evening binges on bowls of food while watching some music video on the tv became intertwined with watching Max eat her own portion in the kitchen. 

Upon discovering his sister was eating the equivalent to a child’s meal for one of her main courses of the day, Billy took it into his own hands to bulk Max up too. 

“Max! Come eat.” Their new house big enough to warrant his yelling for once.

He could hear the opening of her door as she walked down to the kitchen, stopping abruptly when she saw the amount of food covering the rarely used table. 

“Is someone coming over?” Max asked apprehensively, hoping the answer to be yes over having to further worry over the fact that Billy’s lost his mind.

“Nope.” Shit.

“Well what is going on here cause we are never getting through all of this?”

“Maybe not,” Billy appeared at the dining table with a cloth over his shoulder and yet another plate in his hand, “but we’re gonna damn well try.”

He’s lost his mind.

Nevertheless she sat and scooped out her usual portion before being stopped by Billy almost immediately. 

“More.”

“Billy-”

“More.” 

It was clearly a moot point and Max huffed but relented, allowing Billy to shovel three more spoonfuls onto her plate before handing it back. Oh well, she didn’t have to eat all of it, right?

She started struggling not even half way through the food; her brother on the other hand was chowing down like a beast, metabolism like nothing the girl had ever seen before. Max went to put her fork down like she was done.

“Don’t put that down.”

“What?”

Billy lifted his head and gave Max an unimpressed look. “At least half the plate, if not more.”

“Billy I can’t just shovel down food-”

“Eat. I’ll feed you if I have to.”

Screwing her face up at the notion, Max picked up her fork and continued to eat until at least half the plate was gone. 

Billy was thrilled with himself. Every night that week he had gotten Max to eat at least double what she was before and he could see the improvement; more energy, glowy skin and she fit back into her favourite pair of shorts.

And then there came Eleven. Traumatised sweet little Eleven. 

Billy knew of Max’s only girl friend but never really paid her much attention until after the Starcourt ordeal. Hop was out at work and so was quite happy for Eleven to stay with Max instead of the little dickbag Wheeler who she’d broken up with for the fourth time this week, thanks to Max.

The girls had ordered a pizza for dinner and escaped to Max’s room giggling, settling down for the night just before Billy; Max reading El a comic book before bed. Only Billy found himself peckish again later in the night and left his room to see what other treats he could find in the kitchen to see him over till morning.

However upon turning on the dim kitchen light, he found a deer-in-headlights girl staring back at him with a glass of water clenched in her fist.

“Uh hi.”

“Did I wake you?” She whispered, brown bambi eyes locked to his own baby blues.

“No, my fatass stomach did.” Billy attempted to go for a joke, landing as flat as a roof.

“I’m sorry, I’ll leave.” El turned to leave the older boy in peace, staring at the square tiles on the floor when she was stopped by a hand on her arm. 

“I can’t eat everything on my own.”

And so the wide eyed little bambi was coerced to the living room sofa where she spilled everything to the older boy about her love life dilemma while they simultaneously shoved cereal in their mouths.

It was the best night El had had in a long time.

As Billy started feeling drowsy, he jerked awake at a weight leaning against his right side only to find Bambi dead asleep lolling over to rest on Billy. He didn’t move an inch for the whole night, just got as comfortable as he could and drifted off with a full stomach and weird fluttery feeling in his chest.

Next on his list was Harrington.

It was no secret that Steve spent all his free time tending to the six or seven brats he’d somehow aquired from school, leaving almost no time for himself, though he’d never complain. 

It was only on a particularly gruelling day when Steve had been running back and forth from Family Video, the high school, Robin’s house, the arcade and back to Family Video that Billy really saw how drained the other Bambi in his life really was. Upon dropping Max back at their house, Steve was unceremoniously pulled through the front door as well and tugged into the kitchen, pinned by a glare so strong he thought Billy might bite him if he moved.

“Max, lunch!” Billy called through to his sister, a monster of a sandwich on her plate with an apple and crisps. Her eyes widened upon seeing it but she chuckled when Billy shot her a look as if to say ‘you’re gonna eat that if its the last thing you do’.

She disappeared into her room which left Steve as the main attraction. The boy had been feeling a tinge of dizziness since he woke up and it seemed to only be getting worse the further into the day they got. He was trying to focus on a scratch on the countertop but it just kept spinning the longer he looked at it. 

“Steve?” 

The mentioned breathed heavily in short bursts, hands planted on the countertop as he tried to stop himself from swaying.

“Steve?”

Billy moved round until he was behind the other boy, hands out to brace Steve if he fell. Which he did, like a damn princess. 

Billy managed to hoist him onto his sofa and lifted his legs up. It only took a minute or so before Steve came back round but he was not met with a happy Hargrove.

“Uhhh hi.”

“You are not leaving this couch until I say so.”

‘Until he said so’ was three days later when Steve thought he might actually have to kill Billy with his nailed bat in order to escape the Hargrove house. He felt full constantly and was barely allowed to lift a finger unless it was to spot Billy during his workouts.

“You know, I am more than capable of feeding myself, I don’t need to be your hostage any longer.” Steve brought it up on the sunny afternoon of his third day, Billy shovelling anything sweet into his mouth as they watched The A-Team together. He shrugged and lifted another handful of M&M’s.

“So leave then.”

“That is exactly what I have been trying to do for the last three days, you won’t let me!”

“Hi Munchkin.”

El waved from the kitchen before coming over into the living room.

“You hungry?” Billy asked, sitting up to be eye level with her.

El nodded.

“You want a snack?”

She nodded again.

“Here you go, take these and share them with Max okay?” Billy handed over the rest of his M&M’s and smiled at El and she scurried off again, returning his full attention back to Steve. 

The blonde pulled Steve to lie back straight on the couch and climbed on top of him, the brunette definitely being able to feel the extra weight Billy had put on.

“You won’t leave Stevie, cause you like it too much. You like the coddling and the feeding and being taken of.”

Steve spluttered indignantly as his cheeks flamed red.

“It’s okay Bambi. I don’t mind-” Billy paused to lie down all the way ontop of Steve until their noses almost touched- “In fact, I like it. I like knowing you aren’t alone in that big house all day, I like seeing that you’re taking care of yourself, I like taking care of you.”

Steve’s eyes glistened with unshed tears in the afternoon sun. He sniffled before replying with a croaky “Really?”

“Mmhmm.” Billy leant that extra bit forward and rubbed their noses together. “You gonna let me?” 

“Okay.” 

Billy awarded Steve one of his rare genuine smiles and tilted forward to kiss the brunette, much to the chargrin of themselves when the girls came out to ask about dinner and started squealing and screaming at their disgusting brother spreading his saliva around the communal area.

It was mostly Max and El just followed along not really knowing what was going on.

Billy knew this.

Billy now had to stop kissing his Stevie to chase Max around the house and fake wrestle her to the ground.

El decided to join.

Steve was laughing the whole time instead of helping his boyfriend being pinned down by his sisters. 

Billy will have his revenge.

#randomperson351 #Billy Hargrove #good brother billy hargrove #sweet billy hargrove #papa bear billy hargrove #harringrove #chubby!billy #chubby!billy hargrove #chubby!steve harrington #billy hargrove and max mayfield #billy hargrove and eleven #soft billy hargrove #soft steve harrington #do not repost or rewrite any of my work #do not repost

[reineyday]

sometimes i see posts of steve and max where they call steve "the brother max deserves" and it always irks me a little because billy was the brother max deserved, they just killed him before he could properly show it. 🤦🏻‍♀️

she had a brother, they (the writers) just didnt use him very well. clearly by s3, billy and max were on good enough terms for her to mourn him all the way into s4. her grief and survivor's guilt and the trauma not just from his death but from living in an abusive home and being part of that abusive cycle are the reasons she gets targeted by vecna, and there's an entire episode titled after the letter she writes to him and reads to his gravestone. the last words he ever says are an apology to her.

calling steve the brother she deserves like billy isnt an integral part of her character, like billy isnt worth considering or looking at or like he doesnt exist, like he's somehow a villain that was cast upon max, a punishment she didnt deserve... that aint it. it takes away from their character backgrounds and the nuances held within them imo.

i love steve but the brother max deserves is a living billy, shuttling her around in his camaro and calling her "shitbird" and being like a real brother and sister, the way she wishes for in her letter. i have no doubt that had billy survived starcourt, they would have gotten there. they just chose to let him die instead. :/

#rei rambles #stranger things #billy hargrove #max mayfield #discourse #fandom wank #stranger things discourse #fandom discourse #also like when i think abt it too long it bothers me that everyone points to 'running up that hill' but conveniently forgets #that the context and the LYRICS are about her and billy!!!!!! it's about their siblingship thank u!!!!!!!! #if steve is max's anything it's max's brother's boyfriend #steve is the *boyfriend* that *billy* deserves and they both take max out to the diner sometimes to feed her #THAT'S the dynamic #steve is her brother but only in the in-law sort of way #steve is the the brother-IN-LAW that max deserves!!!! #this ofc comes w the obligatory 'everyone in fandom is entitled to their opinions' etc etc but this one is just mine #steve can be a great brother and i love when he adopts all the kids incl max but saying it like that specifically is snubbing billy #and it just personally bothers me lmao. #steve is the brother dustin deserves cuz dustin doesnt have a sibling #no one's gonna say steve is the brother will deserves. or mike. :/// or EL. goodness gracious. #the more i think abt ST discourse the more my head just starts to repeat 'the writers just cant write' like it's a mantra lmao #show me a character in s4 that wasnt done dirty. i'll wait. #hm. ok maybe murray wasnt done dirty in s4 lmao. and both joyce and hopper to a certain point ig. #everyone else tho? yeah.

[queer-coded-camaro-driver]

Max, busting out the Ouija board again: Okay so I have some good news... And I have some bad news.

Billy/Planchet: G O O D   N E W S   F I R S T

Max: Steve wants to move to Cali and learn how to surf...

Billy/Planchet: F U C K   Y E A H.  B A D   N E W S?

Max: He also wants six kids.

Billy/Planchet: H E   A L R E A D Y   H A S   S I X   K I D S ? ? ? 

Max: That’s exactly what I said!

Billy/Planchet: A S K   D U S T I N   I F  G H O S T S  C A N   G E T   P E O P L E   P R E G N A N T

Max, flipping the board over: Nope. Not in a million years. Not even for you. Goodbye.

#the strange adventures of max and her ouija brother #max mayfield #billy hargrove #billy hargrove is a good brother #ghost billy #ghost billy hargrove #billy and max #good brother billy #more ouija memes #stranger things #billy hargrove shitpost #billy hargrove meme #max mayfield shitpost #incorrect stranger things quotes #incorrect billy quotes #mpreg tw #i guess for safety

[writer-in-theory]

Billy used to think he simply wasn't cut out to love and be loved.

Every time he tried to get the right words out his throat choked up and his brain shorted out until he was saying something entirely unrelated to what he'd meant to admit. It had taken months after Steve first told him he loved him to return the sentiment, and it never quite got easier after the first.

Ever since he got out from under Neil's foot, the idea of physical touch still burned Billy's chest. It wasn't like he was completely averse to it, even finding comfort in knowing Steve was safely held in his arms. But he still sometimes flinched when a hand come toward him too fast and felt his heart leap if Steve didn't in some way announce himself before wrapping his arms around him.

He was far too used to rationing his money to spend on silly gifts. Even spending on himself send waves of guilt through his chest, like there could be twenty other better things he spent on. Billy hated receiving them too, felt too guilty.

There were too many things he couldn't do, too many ways he couldn't return someone's love in the way they expected or needed.

But fuck, if Billy couldn't provide for the people he loved.

Billy first realized he had a chance at love when Max came to visit him in the hospital, loudly declaring that she was his sister that he saved from an interdimensional monster so she should be allowed to stay beyond visiting hours, and well, Owens couldn't quite refute that one.

He'd never really had a sibling before, but Billy thinks he was always meant to have one. Because when Neil ditched his newly disabled son to be cared for by the Mayfields, he found love for the first time since his mother left.

He found it in taking Max to school every morning so Susan could sleep in after her night shifts, even when the act of pressing on the gas pedal still made his ankle ache. He found it in threatening a freshman named Troy who apparently thought it was cute to harass his sister and her annoying friends. He even found it in his new role as El's babysitter, because apparently she asked for him to come by so many times that Hopper and Joyce decided it would be good for the two of them to heal together—him from his physical injuries and her from, well, whatever the hell was going on with her powers.

And of course, he found it in Steve Harrington.

Billy brought him lunch when he knew Steve would forget, because ever since being interrogated by Russians he'd been forgetting basic ways to take care of himself. He would stay awake until he knew Steve was asleep, holding the other man close and brushing gentle fingertips over closed eyelids until Steve's breathing evened out. It was the only way to keep away the nightmares, he'd found.

Steve would tell him to slow down, would tell him that he didn't need coddling.

"I like taking care of you, pretty boy," Billy would tell him, braiding some of that long hair back off of his face one lazy Sunday morning. "When's the last time someone properly took care of you?"

He knew that answer. He knew it in the empty house, he knew it in the way Steve would carefully direct conversations to be about everyone else because he didn't want the others to worry about him. Billy knew his parents hadn't been around in the way they should, knew Steve spent his high school years so worried about Nancy, and Barb, and the kids that he never once stopped to let anyone take that weight from his shoulders.

But Steve was not Atlas, and Billy could see the scars and bruises that stained those shoulders too clearly.

Billy understood he knew love when he could take some of that weight, when he could watch Steve sleep without a care in the world because the other man knew Billy had taken care of everything if only for a day. It may have taken five months after Steve said it for Billy to say the words aloud, but he'd been telling the man he loved him for far longer.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #billy tries to be a good brother #stranger things #stranger jays #harringrove ficlet

[ickypuppi3]

what’s not clicking for people that if max does something ‘wrong’, billy’s the one who suffers the consequences

#how do people not understand this #like what would you do in billy’s situation #exactly #& also #how tf are they gonna have a good relationship #when this is what it’s like #expecting billy to what #put everything aside and just be the ‘perfect’ brother #not really how it works #idk maybe it’s easier to get because i can relate #but you don’t have to relate to understanding what’s happening #billy hargrove #stranger things