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cavinginhisfvce · 1 year

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Little!Billy

Sweet Baby Billy gets the cuddles and affection he deserves.

Flurries of snow fell to the ground as Billy trudged up the walkway to Steve's house, the air was harsh when he breathed in.

He wasn't sure which hurt more, the sting of his steadily bruising ribs, or the cold, sharp intakes of breath. It didn't matter in the end, because everything just hurt, his body was alight with different aches on a good day.

Today wasn't a good day, the aches were replaced by searing pain, an unfortunate side effect of discussions with his father.

Neil was pissed at Billy because Susan gave Max permission to spend the weekend with her nerd squad. Despite having nothing to do with his step-mothers decision, Billy still found himself on the receiving end of Neil's anger. It was better him than her or Max, at least that's what he told himself as his dad rounded on him, swiftly knocking the air out of his body.

He was demanding Billy bring Max back home, however Billy had no intentions of doing so.

It didn't matter if Max came home today, or Sunday, because in the end; it was Billy who would end up bloody and broken, so he opted out of ruining her weekend and subsequently his own any further than Neil already had.

This meant he couldn't go home for the next few days as well, leaving him with nowhere to escape the storm that was rapidly picking up momentum.

There was one place, though. One place he was always welcomed, always safe.

This is what landed him at Steve's front door, his eye was swollen shut, the right side of his face aches and burns from where his father's wedding ring undoubtedly made a gash, if the dried blood on his jacket was any indication. He should've called first, or even texted.

Max and her friends were probably all in Harrington's den, playing that fucking fantasy game that she claimed was stupid, but he had found her learning more about in free time.

Any other time, Billy would've gone anywhere besides where Max was, especially with his face busted. Not to mention her nosy friends, but this time was different. He had nowhere else to go, not that he'd choose to be anywhere else.

When he finally gathered the courage to knock, the door swung open and revealed a smiling Steve Harrington, though said smile quickly dropped as he took in Billy's appearance, his warm hands reaching out to pull the younger boy into the familiar household.

Before the door had fully clicked shut, Billy was letting himself fall into Steve's embrace, a welcomed fog creeping into his mind as the other wrapped his arms around Billy.

"Hey, Sweet Boy...I've got you…" That was all it had taken for Billy to dissolve into a heap of silent tears, his face pressed into the crook of Steve's shoulder, as he breathed in his boyfriend’s comforting scent.

It didn't take a genius to figure out Billy's father hurt him again, Steve could feel the anger shimmering inside of him, but he forced it down in favor of comforting the boy in his arms.

Billy had all but molded their bodies together with a pained whimper, his face pressing into the crook of Steve's neck.

Soft sniffles could be heard as Steve guided the smaller boy to the couch, his body shaking from the cold or maybe something else; Steve couldn't pinpoint.

It had taken Billy a while, but his tears eventually subsided.

He was situated in Steve's lap, wrapped in a fuzzy throw blanket as the elder rubbed soothing circles along his back; burrowing closer, he hid his face in Steve's neck with a small whine.

A whine. Steve knew that meant Billy had dropped, which would explain why the blond was attempting to turn their two bodies into one. It wasn't unusual for Billy in his regular headspace, he just approached cuddling differently. In little space, Billy was quick to manhandle Steve to get the position he wanted, but outside of it, he would just stare at Steve until the elder boy got the hint.

"Hurts, Dada." Another whine left the boy, his fingers painfully curled into the fabric of the latter's shirt. Steve was quick to run a hand up the boy's back, softly cooing as he buried his nose into Billy's curls, "I know, baby. Can Daddy get up to get you some medicine?" Billy immediately shook his head hysterically, a small cry bubbling from his lips, "N-no, Daddy. C-can't leave Billy-Bee!"

Steve would gently shush Billy, his tone soft. "I'm not gonna go anywhere without you, Sweet Boy. You can always come with me." Billy looked up at Steve with watery eyes, his bottom lip wobbling, "B-Billy go wit' Daddy?"

Steve would hurriedly nod his head, and scoop Billy into his arms the moment his own feet hit the ground.

Billy's arms wrap around his Caregivers neck as he moves to bury his face in the crook of Steve's neck once more.

It wasn't the easiest task, but eventually Billy was cleaned up, all evidence of a run in with his father washed away by soft kisses to his nose and cheeks, and the sting of antiseptics. Obviously, his eye was still swollen, angry reds and purples covering smooth skin. His lip, while no longer bleeding, posed the all too real threat of opening back up.

It wasn't until he had Billy dressed in a pair of fuzzy pajama pants and an oversized sweater, his pacifier dangling dangerously from his lips, that the kids had finally trailed out the den to find Steve and demand food.

They found him rummaging through the freezer.

When Max's eyes landed on Billy, she immediately gasped and rushed over to him, her hand gently reaching out to cup his bruising cheek. His lack of resistance informed her that her brother had dropped, something she'd only witnessed twice since their parents had married. She didn't have a chance to speak before Billy was clinging to her, mindlessly nuzzling against her shoulder. "H-Hi, Maxie! D-daddy is makin' dinos!" To say Max was confused was an understatement, but she knew better than to let it show, if she'd learned anything about Littles in school, it was that their emotions were often a mess, and any signs of discomfort would weigh heavily on them. "Oh, really? Stevie knows how to make the best nuggets!" This had Billy nodding as he peered up at Max, his blue eyes wide and shining with an innocence she'd never known her abrasive older brother to have.

"N-not Stevie! D-daddy!" He spoke slowly, as if to emphasize that Max had called Steve by the wrong name, but a giggle followed his words. "He's your Daddy, Bubba. He's Stevie to us."

"Uh, what the fuck?" It was Mike who spoke, his confusion clear as day. Immediately Max whipped her head around to glare at him, her fiery locks all but slapping her in the face, "don't curse in front of him, idiot!"

At that, Billy giggled again, a finger pointed at Mike as he spoke, "i-idiot!" His smile after was so big, so warm, that neither Max nor Steve made any move to correct him, both in fact just let out a coo, ignoring the sounds of indignation from Mike.

The kids were all learning about Classification in school, though only Will had ever met a Little. His brother was a Little, but it wasn't often he saw him regressed. He was usually with Nancy.

They were all shocked to learn Billy Hargrove was a Little, but the shock wore off the moment Billy began doling out nicknames for his new 'Fwends".

Mike was Mickey, and when asked why the boy simply declared that he didn't like Mickey Mouse, and he didn't like Mike. Mike was upset, but quickly got over it when Billy gave him one of his nuggets.

Lucas was Lu-Lu. Billy seemed proud of himself for the name, especially when Lucas beamed at him, and reached over to high five him, stating the name fit him perfectly.

Dustin was Bunny, because he looked "'xactly like a Bunny! Jus' a Dust Bunny!" No one had the heart to tell him that dust bunnies didn't look like actual bunnies, especially with the way his blue eyes seemed to shine with something akin to pride.

Will was dubbed Bee-Bee, once Billy had learned they shared the same name and had then decided they needed a similar nickname.

Jane was simply Janey, but she had adored hearing the name from Billy, a lisp to his words when he called out to her.

Naturally, Max had become Maxie, but no one was surprised as he had yelled it upon seeing her.

Instead of returning to their game, everyone spilled into the living room, where Steve put on The Nightmare Before Christmas, and scooped Billy up into his arms, much to the displeasure of Dustin who had been curled up with Billy's head on his lap.

"Get your own Little, this one is mine." He punctuated his words by tightening his arms around Billy's waist.

"Don't be an ass, Steve! You see him this way all the time."

From his place on Steve's lap, Billy peered up at Dustin and gasped, "N-no say that, D-daddy is not ass!"

Steve was torn between scolding the boy for cursing, and praising him for his quick defense. He hadn't needed to do either before Max was ruffling Billy's hair, cooing her own praise, and Jane was gently reminding him he shouldn't use bad words.

Dustin silently apologized to both Steve and the regressed boy, the latter leaning over to hug him in acceptance.

It was clear that Billy was tactile in his headspace, which came as no surprise to The Party as they knew Billy's father wasn't the warmest person.

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insomniacwriter17 · 1 year

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When the littles are together Billy is the most little of them, right? So he could drop more because he feels safe with his big sis and big bro? Or getting upset for not understanding the games or what are they talking about?

man oh man, bills is definitely our Littlest of the bunch!

- robin makes such a good big sister. even though she’s not that much older than billy, she keeps an eye on him.

- empty sippy cup? not for long! robin is so attentive to billy’s drinks that the boy doesn’t ever have to ask for more when she’s around. even if the cups only half empty, she’ll make sure stevie knows he needs more.

- billy looks sleepy? “mama i think we’re done with toys, we should watch a movie! i’ll even go get my blankets!” and she wraps it around billy’s shoulders and lets him choose where he wants to lay down (its always the couch. always).

- and robin seems to have a sixth sense for when billy is feeling self-conscious about being Smaller Than Normal, so she tries hard to make sure that he knows it's okay. she brings him his pacifier or some of his softer toys, offering to play quieter games with him.

- eddie is a big brother in every sense of the word. he tries really hard to be well-behaved and set a good example, but sometimes eddie is just too excited.

- he can be loud and boisterous (on the days he talks!) and sometimes that startles billy, especially when billy is feeling smaller

- one day billy was cuddled up against eddie on the couch while they were watching a movie and stevie was cleaning the kitchen, and eddie suddenly sat up, nearly vibrating with excitement and said "we should go play outside!"

- the outburst had scared billy, who had been contently zoned out against his big brother, and immediately tears filled his eyes and his lip wobbled.

- "no no no! im sorry billy!" eddie gasped, realizing that he was the reason the baby was crying. "i didn't mean to scare you!"

- and eddie doesn’t want steve to think that he made billy cry on purpose! so he quickly reaches for tank, who had been dropped in surprise, and pushes him back into billy’s arms. “here! its ok, billy, i promise! i’m sorry!”

- deep down, billy knows eddie didn’t mean to scare him, so he takes tank from eddie and then holds his arms out for a hug.

- eddie decides maybe they shouldn’t play outside after all, and just hugs billy and settles back down for the rest of the movie.

- but billy always wants to be involved when robin and eddie play games, even if he’s Way Too Small to be playing games.

- sometimes he’s happy to team up, but other times he wants to play on his own!!! and robin and eddie don’t want billy sad, so they let him.

- but “life” is not nearly as fun as it looks, because it’s hard! eddie and robin are reading cards and moving their pieces everywhere, but billy just doesn’t get it! he’s too Little to worry about stuff like that! he just wants to push his little car around the board.

- “you can’t do that, billy! it’s not your turn!” “aw man, you gotta pay taxes!” what are taxes?! this game isn’t fun!

- this game is stupid, billy decides. he’s still sitting next to eddie, but he’s drawn his knees to his chest and is hiding his face. “d-don’t wanna p-play no m-more!” he sniffles when robin points out that it’s billy’s turn. “it’s t-too hard!”

- eddie reaches out and pats at billy’s head like he’s seen steve do a million times. “we can play “candyland” after this instead?” the brunette offers. “when robin and i finish this one?”

- billy peeks up above his knees, eyebrow raised. he likes “candyland”! “c-can i keep m-moving m-my car?” he whispered meekly, pointing to the green plastic piece. “i d-don’t l-like the b-boring stuff.”

- “fine. you roll and move your car,” robin agreed. “and then when me and eddie finish, we’ll all play “candyland”!”

- so while robin and eddie play “life” and collect families and goals and try to win, billy is happy to be included, rolling the dice and pushing his car around.

- he doesn’t understand why eddie and robin like this game so much, but he just likes spending time with them. so he’ll play their silly game until it’s time for the good games. like “candyland”.

#stranger things #classification au #little!billy hargrove #little!robin buckley #little!eddie munson #caregiver!steve harrington #caregiver!nancy wheeler #age regression #fandom #nsap #YOU CAN PRY THIS FOUND FAMILY FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS #blurb

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billyhrgrv · 1 year

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uh oh its baby girl!!!!!!!!!!!

got my new tablet & had to draw regressor billy for my AU : )

#THE LITTLEVERSE AU #agere au #little!billy hargrove #age regressor billy hargrove #drawn by me x

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deedoop · 2 years

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Little!Billy Headcanons

Billy has blue everything. It's his favorite color.

He gives his teddy bear a denim jacket

His favorite TV show is My Little Pony & He-Man

He's very stubborn and bratty but when hes tired he's an absolute sweetheart

He loves fingerpainting (all over Steve's walls)

He always helps Daddy cook though he's terrible at it when hes little

Steve never yells at him when he messes up, he always expects it but instead Steve just helps him and shows him what to do

He cant go to bed without Steve, hes always scared he'll be gone in the morning like his mom was

#billy hargrove #stranger things #harringrove #little!billy hargrove

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dirtytransmasc · 2 years

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imagine Steve spoiling his friends/partners/etc. with his shitty excuse for a father's money. cause gift giving is totally one of his love languages, I will die on this hill.

now apply this to any of these scenerios (this is all on top of the general but utmost spoiling):

little!Billy - getting him all the nicest toys, being able to make him his own safe room, taking care of his little ones every wish.

trans!Billy (transfem, transmasc, gender fluid, etc. this works for any of them). getting transfem Billie cute little dresses and lingerie, any makeup she eyes in the store, the finest jewelry, helping her get any cosmetics or hormones she desires, spoiling her absolutely rotten. filling gender fluid! Billy's closet with whatever they want. paying for transmasc! Billy's top surgery and T.

trans!Tommy - similar to billy, paying for his medical care, buying him all the clothes he wants, packers too (his boy deserves the best).

puppy!Tommy - getting him his first hood and tail, getting him a pretty leather collar and harness.

kinky!Eddie - getting him the best toys (for him to use in that was a typo but I'm leaving it there lmao Steve later), the finest sheets, the cutest lingerie (again, normally for Steve to wear and for Eddie to enjoy). he makes sure to splurge on the nicest rope and doesn't cheap out in the new headboard.

~SFW AND PLATONIC FROM HERE ON~

Chrissy - going grocery and clothes shopping with Chrissy, helping her ignore all the sizes and nutrition values. making sure she gets everything she wants, and never feels ashamed for it. getting her flowers when she goes out of her comfort zone on something.

the kids - taking the kids to the arcade and giving them like 20 bucks each and letting them run wild. getting max the best skateboard/skate gear for her birthday. getting the kids stuff for their campaign's. helping upgrade the schools av club material. giving Erica, max, and El money to go to the mall (had it not been destroyed or linked to evil Russians)

Robin - splurging in robins safe foods so he always had some in him or at his house. buying her whatever fidgets and expensive but insanely comfortable clothes. buys her new books/instruments/writing materials/etc. (I hc her as very creative. she likes to read and write poetry, write and play music and songs, she loves to read in general). he finacially (Nancy deals with the paperwork and legal aspects) helps her copyright and publish her own books, stories, music, and poetry.

Nancy - she takes her combat/gun skills seriously even after the upside down and he invests in her classes/guns/gym membership. helps her start her own press, and doesn't let her give him a free subscription.

shoulders some of the parents (minus the wheelers, cause they suck) bills here and there when they let him. he normally finds ways to do it indirectly so they don't realize it.

Jonathan - he buys him new cameras here and there, spots him for the good weed when argyles not around. (pretty neutral on stonathan, so that's why he's down here)

tell me he wouldn't.

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smallghostcorner · 2 years

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i just read your latest cg!steve post and i fricking melted!! can you pls write a fic where one of the littles call steve mama? i need the momma steve content as much as i need air <33

Summary: Steve walks in on Billy regressed for the first time(they've been dating and have talked about it before Steves just never seen baby Billy)

"Billy! I'm home!" Steve called as he toed off his shoes and shed off his family video vest.

"Billy?" Steve passed through the livingroom and to the kitchen, finding both rooms empty.

He makes his way upstairs and to his bedroom, once he reaches the top of the stairs he hears faint giggles and babbling.

Steve pushes open the door to see Billy sitting on his bed with a teddy bear in his hands and a sippy cup of juice within arms reach in the nightstand. He has a pacifier hanging out of his mouth that's clipped to a soft blue sweatshirt, one of Steves, and underneath he's wearing a pair of white athletic shorts.

"Hey little guy" Steve says in a soft tone and he approaches the bed.

"Is this baby Billy?" Steve asks and Billy nods his head.

Billy makes grabby hands towards him as he stands next to the bed.

"Mama!" he proclaims exitedly and Steve melts.

#agere little #age regressor #agere blog #boy agere #sfw little post #sfw littlespace #stranger things agere #sfw little community #little!billy #little!billy hargrove #cg!steve harrington #cg!steve

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hrrgrve · 2 years

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mischievous little!billy paired with an exhausted and inexperienced caregiver!tommy

#tomgrove #sorry for basically spamming these two #i just love them so much #little!billy hargrove #caregiver!tommy hagan #billy hargrove #tommy hagan #stranger things #sfw agere

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strangerlittles · 9 months

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An age regression themed blog for Stranger Things! Here for fun and comfort. Billy is well-loved here as well.

Ran by Bowie (he/they) and Stevie (he/him)

Always rambling, sometimes writing and drawing. Feel free to send your thoughts in through the ask box!

This will be updated as we post more and organize :]

#stranger things #age regression #agere blog #billy hargrove #little!billy hargrove #stranger things agere

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docockbrainrot · 2 years

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i love villains. redeemable or irredeemable. don't care. putting them in my mouth.

#lets see who are my favorites #handsome jack #vaas montenegro #doc ock #hesitant to even say billy bc hes not really a villain in the same way but #yeah sure #billy hargrove can be apart of it #i have so much love for the fucked up little guys #special mention to #oswald cobblepot #my boy

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strangerxperv · 3 months

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NSFW/ MINORS you are not invited to the sex, you're gross

Tell me

Daddy Dom Billy Hargrove x Shy Princess Reader

(this was going to be a one off but here we go, another wip au)

You're Billy Hargrove's girlfriend except he refuses to call you that. He calls you his girl, his baby, and more importantly: princess. He's different from you in every way and most think he's just using you.

Sometimes you do too. It's easy to think the blue eyed boy is toying with you. The way his lips tilt up in a mocking grin that makes his eyes staring down at you twinkle. He makes you feel small.

Other times Billy makes you feel secure and safe with him. He never lets anyone make fun of you or look at you funny. He doesn't let you do it either. Only Daddy can make you cry, that's rule number one.

Rule number two is you must always call him Daddy, He's not your boyfriend, he's daddy. If he catches you calling him anything other than that, your ass will be sore. In more ways than one your ass will be sore and you will be sobbing by the time he's done.

Rule number three is his favorite because of how shy and innocent you are. You have to tell him what you want in the bedroom and outside of it. Billy likes to spoil you as much as he likes punishing you. It's also the rule that took the longest for you to get right.

Even though you're used to tell him what you want you still feel shy. It makes you pause and hesitate to the point that Billy sometimes has to prompt you, "Tell me, princess." His amused grin lays a lingering kiss on your heated throat. Long tongue swipes across your beating pulse before he pulls back. Blue eyes stare into your own, "Don't disappoint me by making me remind you, tell me."

#billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove smut #billy hargrove imagine #billy x reader #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargrove x f!reader #daddy billy hargrove x little reader #daddy billy hargrove x princess

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cavinginhisfvce · 1 year

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Working on a quick Little!Billy (bc our boy deserves a second childhood) drabble, but I'm having a hard time ending it bc I've set it up to be at least two chapters??

Like going into it, I wanted it to be a few chapters, but now I just want to post a quick, cute thing but I've packed it with too much.

HELP.

#billy antis dni #billy hargrove #little!billy hargrove #soft billy hargrove #billy hargrove deserved better #billy hargrove protection squad

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insomniacwriter17 · 1 year

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how does steve handle little billy when he throws a tantrum?? i’ve been wondering!

- billy has thrown very few tantrums. billy doesn’t like being angry, especially when he’s just a Little Guy.

- usually when billy gets emotional, he’s sad. Little billy cries a fair bit, over big and small things.

- but sometimes even billy gets mad. he doesn’t even remember why he’s so mad, all he knows is it’s built up in his chest and tummy and he’s going to explode if he doesn’t do something about it.

- but he doesn’t want to hurt stevie, and he doesn’t want to break anything. so he goes for what he has 100% control over, and he hurts himself.

- he pulls on his hair, stomps his feet, and throws himself down onto the couch. “no!” he screams to whatever it was he was upset about, and stevie stands back, shocked.

- he’s never seen bills like this. his buddy gets upset, frequently, and steve knows how to deal with that. but this is different. this is scary. this is heartbreaking.

- but when steve realizes that billy is tugging his hair hard enough that he’s probably pulling it out, and punching his thigh hard enough to bruise, he knows he has to step in.

- “buddy, hey, come on now.” steve steps closer to the couch but doesn’t reach for billy. “that’s gotta hurt, doesn’t it? we don’t want you hurt.”

- but billy doesn’t know what else to do, though, so he just keeps crying and punching and pulling. it hurts and feels just a bit too reminiscent of before. before starcourt. before steve. before everything was okay.

- except this time it’s billy’s hands causing the pain; not someone else. and that makes him sad and he’s still angry and this isn’t fair!

- steve can’t stand it, but he knows reaching for billy isn’t going to help the blonde calm down. so instead, he grabs the closest couch pillow and laying it on billy’s lap, so billy’s fist slams into decorative fabric and not his already bruised thigh.

- billy throws his head up, anger burning bright and hot in his teary eyes. “s-stop!”

- “bills, love, i know you’re angry.” steve refused to break eye contact with the blonde. “but we don’t punch people or pull hair. that hurts, doesn’t it?”

- how on earth was stevie so calm?! billy was so angry, and stevie was just acting like everything was okay. “deep breaths,” stevie prompted. “let’s take some deep breaths, hm?”

- billy didn’t want to take deep breaths, so he screamed instead. shrill and loud and long, tossing his head back against the couch cushion. steve winced, not used to billy being so loud.

- finally, billy’s voice cracked and he went quiet. his chest wasn’t nearly as tight, the anger fueling his rage fading fast.

- and stevie was still looking at him, eyes understanding and compassionate. “billy?”

- “i s-sorry,” billy whimpers, the last bit of anger leaving his body and replaced immediately with guilt. he was so bad! stevie wouldn’t want him to be his baby now!

- “it’s okay, love. everyone gets mad,” stevie’s voice was gentle. “can i hold your hand?” the brunette had his hand laid flat on the pillow in billy’s lap, and billy reluctantly put his hand in stevie’s. “but it makes me sad when you hurt yourself,” stevie continued.

- “s-sorry,” billy sniffles. he didn’t want stevie sad!

- “thank you, baby,” stevie smiles, sinking onto the coffee table in front of billy. “are we still angry?”

- billy shook his head, tears dripping rapidly off his pink cheeks. the anger had disappeared as quickly as it left, only leaving behind sadness and guilt as wreckage.

- “then do you want a hug? then maybe we can figure out a solution for next time you get angry,” steve offered.

- billy was still for a moment, and steve wondered if his offer was being rejected. but then billy was lunging forward toward steve, the brunette barely managing to balance them both on the edge of the coffee table.

- “there’s my buddy,” steve whispered into billy’s hair, feeling rather than hearing the blonde sniffle against his shoulder. “it’s all okay, my love.”

- billy’s tantrums are infrequent, and they’re quick. but each time they leave both boys shaken and unsure, and they can’t help but lean on each other after the fact as they try to get back to normal.

#stranger things #ao3 #fandom #age regression #billy hargrove #caregiver!steve harrington #little!billy hargrove #harringrove #steve harrington #classification au #nsap #insomniacwriter17 #blurb

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billyhrgrv · 1 year

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been a long day, yeah? I totally forgot to post this one !!!!!SCREAMS

#THE LITTLEVERSE AU #stranger things agere #little!billy hargrove #age regressor billy hargrove #I LOVE HIM SM I WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY AND SAFE AND SOFT AND -- A #drawn by me x

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deedoop · 2 years

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Saturday Morning Cartoons

Cw: Non Sexual Age Regression, Canonical Child Abuse

In the living space of Eddie’s trailer, there lay Billy Hargrove. If someone had peeked their head into the trailer, they would be dearly surprised, shocked even. Billy Hargrove, town menace, was on his belly, feet in the air, watching Saturday morning cartoons on an old tv. A TV of which Eddie had to spend forty minutes adjusting the antennas to get a signal. This however was not the only shocking factor, BIlly Hargrove, a man many were scared of, was wearing green dinosaur pajamas.

It was shocking to see Billy so soft to anyone else but Eddie; Eddie who was currently pouring Smurf Berry Crunch for his boyfriend on the small sticky blue countertop that acted as the kitchen. If a person was to look in through the window on the early cold morning in the fog of the trailer park; if they looked really close; they would see Billy sucking on a blue pacifier, a small T.Rex tucked in his arms. That would be a shock to anyone.

Billy looked up at his Daddy; his Eddie, and kicked his feet against the ragged brown carpet of the living room. “By the Power of Grayskull! I have the power!” The television was quiet, the screen slightly crackling, the young boy that was the fully grown Billy Hargrove was kicking his feet in the air, the sounds of his pacifier the only other noise in the trailer. It was a peaceful.

A yawn escaped Eddie as he made the short distance from the tile of the kitchen to the raggedy carpet of the trailers living room. “Here we go baby. Careful.” He placed the cereal in front of Billy, “Sit up while you eat.” Came the murmured voice. The young boy who truly was a grown man slowly sat up, stretching his arms up as he too yawned around the blue pacifier in his mouth; his hair ruffled by his Eddie; his Daddy.

“Not so fast, He-Man. Just because you defeated that fur-brained fool, haha, don’t think you’ll get past me.” It was cold in the early hour of the morning, a shiver went through Billy. “Can I sit with you Daddy?” he asked, staring up at Eddie in the old raggedy recliner.

“Yeah, C’mon baby.” He said softly. Billy stretched once more before scooting over towards Eddie and climbing onto his lap, snuggling into his immense warmth. Eddie hummed, running his fingers through Billy’s hair. It was so peaceful, just the two of them together, Billy in his little space. Eddie loved being his Daddy, honored that Billy showed him that level of trust.

"You still sleepy?” Eddie murmured, rubbing his thumb against Billy’s cheek. The little one nodded, resting his head against Eddie’s bony shoulder, eyes heavy.

It had been a long night, Billy had come over, bruised from a fight he would not talk about, (Eddie knew all too well what it was even if Billy would speak about it) and had immediately regressed into his little space. It had been a long night. Billy needed to act out, needed to be reassured; Eddie had provided every ounce of love he could and thensome. Billy hadn’t gone to sleep until he passed out from crying around three, and here they were up at seven. Eddie wondered if real parents experienced this, if so, Eddie wasn’t planning on having any real kids anytime soon. Billy was enough. He kissed the top of Billy’s curly locks and pulled a warm quilt over them both.

The cereal lay forgotten on the living room floor, Eddie could clean it up later, just glad his baby was getting more sleep. He rocked him nice and slow in the recliner. “Daddy?” Oh. Billy wasn’t asleep, not yet at least.

“Yes baby?” He murmured, sleep had begun to tug at his brain, Billy’s warmth was all consuming and in the cold dreary morning, it was heaven. He had to force his eyes to stay awake as he looked to Billy.

“Thanks for putting up with me.” Billy looked so shy and bashful, almost ashamed really. His baby blues hidden by long lashes. In that moment, Eddie no longer felt so tired, but instead felt deep concern. Put up with him, like Billy was some chore that he had to deal with from time to time; like Billy wasn’t a man he loved with a passion, whether he was big Billy or he was regressed, he loved him and wanted to be there for him. Put up with him..had Eddie done something to make him think otherwise? Was it the tiredness in his eyes? Was it something he had said?

“Billy..” He wasn’t sure where to begin, how to even unpack that statement. He took a moment to gather his thoughts before speaking. “Billy. Whether you are big or you are small, I do not put up with you. I love you. Whether you are my boyfriend or my sweet little guy, no matter if you are angry or full of joy. I do not put up with you. I love you and I want to take care of you, I want to help you get better.” It was truth, truth spoken from the very depths of Eddie’s heart. It was truth Eddie hoped Billy even in his little head space could understand, could recognize. Billy was the love of his life, and he did not just simply put up with him.

He felt the tears before he heard them, Billy was always such a silent cryer, another thing that broke Eddie’s heart. How could it not? “Billy?” Eddie asked gently, his thumb wiping away at the tears dripping onto his shoulder. “What’s wrong buddy?”

Billy hiccuped slightly, sucked on the pacifier just a bit harder, hugged the T.Rex just a bit tighter. “I dunno..” He mumbled, eyes watery despite Eddie’s best efforts to dry them. “I’m so scared you’re gonna leave me or..I dunno think i’m a freak or..”

Eddie shook his head, “You are talking to king freak right here. I love you and when I say that I mean it. I mean it Billy. You are perfect to me and I will always be you’re daddy, you’re boyfriend, whatever you need for as long as you want it.”

Billy bit his lip, “Promise?” He whispered

“Promise Bills. C’mon I think we can both use a nap.” He murmured, scooping Billy up and kissing his forehead. “Love you Daddy.” Billy whispered, snuggling close.

“I love you too Billy."

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