Billy and El have a connection, part 2 (pt 1)
inspired by @lovebillyhargrove‘s fic “Eye of the Storm”
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@lovebillyhargrove
Billy and El have a connection, part 2 (pt 1)
inspired by @lovebillyhargrove‘s fic “Eye of the Storm”
Eleven watching billy suffer from ~unrequited~ feelings for steve: "Enough. We gotta do something about it."
Billy, three seconds later : "On second thought .."
Billy and eleven siblings au
Beach date round 2! First at the quiet beach (that was a little windy...) Then Billy wanted to check out the surf beach! It's the new favorite!!!
Billy: It's ok, baby, you don't have to hide it.
He's trying his best to make a real man out of me.
Max : "I didn't say anything."
Billy : "Don't care. Shut up."
i know its been a hot minute but st4 got me obsessed again
Steve : "Uh-oh, I'm on my way, babe."
Billy wouldn't be exactly useful with the walkie talkie. He'd say something like that and then hang up, and everyone would be left wondering what the actual FUCK is going on,
Over.
a harringrove fic idea
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After seeing Hargrove die Steve wakes up every night. Has the same dream
The monster is piercing his chest, and it hurts beyond all possible limits.
Over and over again.
He gets out of bed, walks around the room, smokes.
Restless.
One sunny September morning when the air is crisp and transparent, flows into your lungs like a cool stream, filling you to the brim — with minty freshness, Steve goes to the cemetery. Stands in front of the lonely ashen gravestone
What do you want?
The skies grow darker in a second, summoning swirls of sinister clouds, the stone shakes, the ground moves, and Steve stumbles, running away in fear.
What does he want ..?
The dream persists. Steve's so tired of it, it drains him of energy, of joy.
Another dusky November morning he wakes up to an inscription on the large mirror in his room
it should not have been me
The letters are black and menacing, bleeding dark substance.
"What do you mean? Should it have been ME instead of you ..? That's why you're in my dreams? It shouldn't have been anyone, Hargrove!"
Shouts Steve in despair, and the mirror shatters, glass shards cascading down like a sparkling waterfall.
The dream persists.
In December, on his way home from work, the beamer suddenly skids, it neighs like a shot stallion,
Steve loses control of his car, the wheel steers on its own, the pedals press themselves, the gears shift as they wish.
The beamer takes him to the abandoned Brimborn steelworks plant, stops there, engine dead. Harrington has to walk back to Loch Nora in the freezing whirlwind of a snow blizzard.
The dream persists.
Until one day ..
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An AU where Billy is a bitter soul unable to find peace after death. Maybe he knows something that none of the living does - how the Mindflayer had its eyes set on Steve, but instead, Billy was drawn into the meat grinder.
Maybe Steve's not the only one he's haunting, and on the other side of Hawkins Neil Hargrove, who uprooted his son and made him leave his home, has nightmares of his own, little Billy coming to visit him every night, climbing onto his bed Please read a fairytale to me, Daddy? in his thin little boy's voice that chimes like crystals in the wind.
Maybe Max gets a nagging thought and scribbles in her copybooks instead of homework Why didn't I tell him? Why didn't I tell him? Why didn't I tell him? Why didn't I tell him? ..
Maybe Karen drops a cup of fragrant tea mid-breakfast, body suddenly twisting in unidentified pain Were you looking for carnal pleasures where you shouldn't have, Mrs. Wheeler?
Maybe ..
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This
a Harringrove fic idea
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They weren't friends. Weren't anything. Didn't talk much. Weren't enemies or rivals or .. literally anybody to each other. Since that memorable fight at the Byers they didn't even notice one another, minding their own business.
So if they weren't and didn't, then why did Billy's death wreck Steve the way it wasn't supposed to?
They weren't friends. Didn't have one single decent conversation.
Eventually all the commotion died down. The Earth went back on its axis, and every day started to be normal. Quiet.
Steve resumed his meek attempts at winning Nancy's heart back, when Jonathan was out of the picture. Gave her the six nuggets in California speech. She wasn't impressed.
Steve himself wasn't impressed much.
It's just that after everything has gone silent, he has the feeling that somehow
Everything is wrong. The recipe lacks one vital ingredient, cause everything tastes bland.
Everything is forced, including his weary wish to bring back what he and Nancy had.
It's gone. He doesn't want it, yet he's asking.
..
One day he can't do this anymore. He packs his bag, puts it in the Beamer's trunk and drives to California alone. Ends up in a town close to the beach, rents a small apartment, finds a job.
Starts living a new life, feeling better,
More true.
However, still looking for something that seems to have been lost without him even realising what
What was it? What is it?
His life's great, yet every day is pierced with unutterable sadness and unrest, and longing.
He goes to the ocean, it's calling him, there's a secret, a mystery it wants to share,
Steve peers into the distance, into the misty emptiness, it is not empty, there's something hidden out there for him, and his heart hurts and yearns, inexplicably.
..
Then years down the line, when he's in his late twenties, there comes a day when Steve meets a guy. On the beach. They are both surfing, well, Steve's just having fun, the guy is much more professional about it.
And the guy looks exactly like the long-dead Billy Hargrove. Only his hair is short, and yeah, he looks .. grown-up, Harrington does too.
Steve even calls out to him, in confusion,
Billy ..?
What? .. Nah, I'm Jason.
Jason Scott.
They start talking, hanging out, and Steve likes him, like .. fuck, he likes him. It's weird, cause the guy looks like Hargrove but he's not, and has a whole different background story, and
He's just not.
Billy Hargrove died a horrible death which Steve witnessed, with his own wide-open eyes.
It's super weird.
They hang out more, and talk and laugh together. One night, they kiss, and they .. oh god, Steve could never imagine
That it can actually feel how it does.
The guy looks like Billy Hargrove. Sometimes Steve can swear, there are little glimpses of Billy in him, but hey
That's crazy, and there can be people in this world looking alike, and Steve didn't really know Hargrove that well, and it's been years, he can't remember him, with much clarity, also he's not gonna get all cuckoo and scare away his
Happiness ..?
Sure feels like it. Feels even truer. What they have, the heat they share, the passion,
It goes deep. It's grown roots.
They don't say the L word but they are living it every day, and it's strange, and blinding, Steve's floating on clouds all the time, intoxicated
Like a teenager.
It feels great, it feels right, no
It is right.
They've found happiness in each other, and the longing ..? Steve goes to the ocean, peers into the distance and sees beautiful sunsets, holding Jason's hand. There might be a little secret still lurking in the glow, but Harrington is too dazzled to notice.
..
Until one evening when Steve accidentally discovers an old worn-out driver's license in the name of William Hargrove among Jason's stuff.
His heart drops, hands shake, throat dries up.
What felt so true burns like a lie.
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What's going to happen? Is Jason Billy? What the fuck is going on?
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Jason Scott is from Power Rangers. Can't think of any other name for Billy. Jason Montgomery 🤔
Billy :
"Tinkerbell ..? Fucking Tinkerbell !? I AM 5'10, not shorter !! Stupid idiot, I'm gonna show him fucking Tinkerbell !!"
Tommy : "He never called me Tinkerbell. I'm 5'8."
One inch harringrove
"I don't understand."
Billy :
"Yeah life's a total bitch. Let's bake some together. Chocolate chip?"
Billy and eleven siblings au
Steve Harrington on the clock :
Billy Hargrove :
Enters Scoops Ahoy carrying a boombox on the shoulder, blasting I was made for loving you baby and you were made for loving me by KISS : "Tonight."