sum- You’re annoyed with the lack of attention, your boyfriend, billy has given you after an absolutely amazing night. You do everything in you power to provoke him and lord have mercy, does it work, a little too well.
CW- dom!billy, cussing, name calling, ass slapping, pinv, sex, Smut, mention of drug use, mention of alcohol, oral male recovering, noncon-con, dub-con, 18+ minors dni, nicknames, kinfe kink if you squint.
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Billy had taken you into his bedroom to show you his new digs. He’d finally moved outta his parents and into his own huge mobile home with Max to keep her safe. The moment Max spent the night with el, billy swept you away from school.
On his new bed was where he fucked you for a straight 4 hours. He fucked you with his fingers, he fucked you with his tongue, he fucked you with his cock. He drew six orgasams from you until you were pleading for mercy, overly sensitive with tears running down your face, and hair messed up. Your body deliciously bruised.
The only thing he wanted to do was show you how good you’ve been to him the past 9 months you’ve been together. But that was 2 weeks ago. You haven’t seen or talked to Billy in 3 days and he’s been distant for the rest. You’ve asked Max about him and she always says he’s busy.
You knew that there were many ways to get your boyfriend's attention. Sending him lewd pics, showing up at his place, or telling him where you’d be for the night and he would always show up and act like he was “just passing through.”
But one way that would absolutely get you in trouble was the way you were going to be at the party. Cheyenne Gibson hosting a senior school party and being best friends with her gave you a front row seat to see the invitation list. Many of the horny jocks of the swim, and football team were going to be there and of course so was billy.
You walk down the stairs of your house wearing a tiny, tight, black dress and matching heels. Your hair is up in a ponytail and you’ve straightened your hair. You’re phone dings looking at seeing a text from billy asking if your going to Cheyenne’s party and if you need a ride.
Rolling your eyes you close your phone and leave your house.
Walking into the party you already see drunk girls dancing up on other girls' boyfriends and people doing lines off bitches ass’s.
“Y/n!!” Chyenne squeals hugging you.
“Hey! Ohh you look so good.” You smile.
“No bitch you look hot as fuck did billy let you leave like that?” She asks
“He doesn't know and I don't care.” You laugh as she does as well and hands you a solo cup absolutely full of spiked punch. Your first drink of the night but certainly not your last.
Since you’d turned your phone off you couldn’t know that Billy had been calling for over 2 hours.
“Y/n! Y/n!” Chyenne catches you on the dance floor.
“Someone special just arrived.” She giggles over the loud music. Looking over at the place she gestures you see Billy walking through the crowd as some other guys greet him.
You smile at her and nod she shimmies off and you walk to the bathroom down the hall and around the corner seeing a line, you don't actually need to go, you just know that other guys hang around waiting to talk to girls who are waiting.
“Hey.” A voice says you turn to see Jake, captain of the football team.
“Hey, how are you?” You ask
“Chill.” He says handing you a blunt you take it and inhale the smoke before handing it back to him blowing out the smoke in perfect O rings. He chuckles at your talent.
“You alone tonight?” He asks you to nod.
“Good you gotta go or you just hanging around?” He asks you shake your head
“Just standing here…wanna dance?” You ask if he looks you up and down and nods, taking your hands leading you back out.
Dancing with your back against his chest your ass rubs against his crotch giving him the most obvious boner his hands are all over your body and face in your neck inhaling your strawberry and cream scent as you let your hair down.
Another guy comes and joins and you gladly dance with him pretty soon you're surrounded by people touching up on you and dancing, smoking and drinking. Through the vibration and lights you see Billy across the room spotting his face immediately drop in anger, his eyes dark as he lights a cigarette watching you.
You smirk and purposely bend forward the guy behind you gripping your hips grinding against your ass, your small dress riding up. You stand again wrapping your arms around the boys watching as billy boils.
You turn away from Billy facing the other guys. But before you know it another set of hands are gripped tightly around your hips.
“Miss me that much hmm?” Billy’s voice hits your ears, you giggle, resting your head against his shoulder.
“Fucking slut.” He growls his hand wrapping around your throat. Making you gasp.
“I've been calling you…you ignoring me?” He ask.
You pull back from him,
“you’re one to talk bill.” You turn away to walk off but he grabs you putting you over his shoulder and walks outta the party. He walks to his car opening the door and puts you in the seat then shuts the door walking around the side getting into his driver's seat.
“You asshole my car is here!” You exclaim.
“Sit the fuck down!” He barks at you and you sit back in the seat crossing your arms. He screeches off at his place.
He gets out of the car and you do as well but he picks you up again over his shoulder.
“I can fucking walk billy!” You whine.
“Shut up!” He slaps your ass making you squeal. He opens the door.
You see max, will, and el all playing a board game sitting on the floor.
“Hey y/n!” She exclaims, always happy to see you. You move your hair out of your face and smile.
“Hey!” You smile
“You alright?” She asks as Billy walks past them, still over his shoulder.
“We’ll see.” You giggle as Billy takes you out of her sight down the hall to his room, shutting the door and putting you on the bed.
“Nice to see you too.” You huff taking your heels off.
“What?! Why are you so fucking desperate today huh?” Billy yells at you as you sit on his bed, your legs crossed, you don't make eye contact with him.
“You’ve been throwing yourself out at everyone except me, your fucking boyfriend, tits out, ass flashing, your cunt is out for the world your not wearing a dress youre wearing a fucking napkin and a shoe string to cover your fucking clit for fucksake.” He says angrily
“You left me alone after! For 2 fucking weeks I haven’t seen you in three da-“ billy grabs your face.
“Take that language with me and see what happens.” He says. You look up at him.
“B-Billy..” you say, your big eyes shining. A growl rumbles in his throat.
“I know what’s wrong hmm..i fucking know princess.” He says pushing his hair back letting go of you before unclasping his belt. You shift in your seat now sitting on your heels, your legs tucked under you.
“This what you want hmm?” He says unbuttoning his pants just enough. The patch of matching colored hair on his groin is exposed as he pulls his pants and boxer front down enough to expose his cock that you've had in you so many times.
“Was it not enough last time hm, not enough that I fucked you for 4 hours, gave you 6 orgasams huh?” He says stroking his already hardened cock from your trickery earlier. You don't say anything and look down.
“No, you fucking slut, look at me.” He grabs you by your chin standing above you.
“Mm.” You whine biting your lip.
“Since your gonna act like a sleeve ill fuck you like one huh?! HUH!” He snaps at you. Your eyes look up at such a beautiful sight you are so close to his dick that your breath makes him twitch.
“Open your mouth.” He says you obey by sticking your tongue out. Slapping his heavy tip on top of it strings of saliva follow before you close your lips around him and take him. He hisses at the movement.
“Put your arms behind your back.” He says you listen, grabbing your wrist.
“Suck.” He orders you once again to obey and do so, sucking him off by bobbing your head.
He groans watching you take him in your mouth.
“I don’t know if i made myself clear before hand about how to get attention, they surely wasn’t fucking it” he says.
“Mmm.” You reply.
He nods and grabs your head pushes his dick down your throat making your moan the vibration causing him to twitch.
He continues to drool on your face, spilling from your mouth. The lewd sounds of sloshing and light gagging he pulls out you lean over inhaling the much needed oxygen wiping your mouth before you can look back up at him he pushes you back against the bed. The click of a switchblade and the shine of a blade close to your skin as he tears the dress from your body and removes your thong. Removing his pants and shirt he pulls his belt from the pants and makes cuffs attaching your wrists to them and hooking it to the post of his bed.
He pushes your legs apart and without hesitation enters you. No foreplay, for prep.
“Ah-!” You scream out he fucks you already over-stimulating you.
“You liked rubbing up on those guys hm?” He asks, gripping your breast in hand.
His mother comes up lightly, slapping your cheek.
“Answer me.” He huffs.
“Y-yes.” You answer he grips your neck shoving himself lathe way in making you clench around him letting out a loud moan.
“Fuckin look me!” He yells that you look up to him over you.
You see his expression on his face anger but mostly hurt. His dark eyes are glazed over. You thought making billy jealousy would be fun but now it just hurts you too see him like this only wanting you to show you something to teach you a lesson.
You lunge forward your lips connecting with his. If he were actually punishing you he’d pull away but no this time he kisses you back with passion. His tongue pushes its ways into your mouth making you moan.
You pull back as he kisses down your neck removing his hand.
“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry billy!” You say choking back your tears as he brushes your body with nips and sucks.
He pulls his lips back and reaches up, removing your hands from the cuffs. Your arms immediately wrap around him pushing him off you so you're on top. You sink back into him riding him. Groans leave his throat as his hands grips your waist.
“Fuck-“ he curses and your grind against him.
You just wanted his attention, his love. You wanted him to notice you as if you were back in freshman year seeing him walk around.
Hr thrusts up into you moans and breathes leave your body. His thumb circles your clit making your clench around him, your nails clawing at his chest. The over whelming situation of him fucking your tightens the knot in your stomach.
“B—billy fuck..please” you moan out.
“You gonna cum baby?! Hm” he asks you to nod breathlessly.
He pushes you off him and turns you around your back facing him. You wiggle your ass making him chuckle as he smacks his hand down on your cheek before squeezing and soothing the mark with a kiss.
“Arch baby.” He instructs you to listen , arching slightly; he rubs his tip against your strip before entering you again, the new angle making you tight as ever.
He sucks in a breath gripping your ass.
“Shit- those fucker you were dancing with wish they had your little pussy around thier dicks.” He chuckles as he thrusts into you. Your arms hug the pillow to your face as it muffles your moans.
"Such a good girl," Billy praised as he snapped his hips forward harder. Clawing at your waist, forcing you against him harder and you were more than happy to oblige. Another slap coming down on your ass each making you gasp into the pillow.
Billy grabs your hair pulling you up into him.
“You're mine. You got that. Fucking mine. In every way.” He says roughly thrusting up into you.
“Y-yes s-sir.” You manage out before clamping down around his cock cumming hard. Your eyes rolling back as he reaches down rubbing your clit making you squirm in his grasp.
He lets you go and with a few more sloppy thrusts Billy is cumming deep into you. You feel him twitching growing as he cums.
You pant putting your hand on your stomach feeling the budget of your boyfriends dick still settling in you. It's gone as he pulls out leaving a trail of kisses down your shoulders as he gets up disappearing in the bathroom he’s got in his room for a minute before coming back grabbing a shirt from his drawer he pulls on his boxers and walks back over to you.
He runs the cold damp cloth along your body cleaning you off before chucking it into the clothes hamper.
“Come here baby.” He says pulling you up into his arms as you sit up.
“Let me see.” He says looking at your top oversees the hickies scattered along your body as well as the prominent mark around your neck.
“I'm sorry honey.” He says kissing your neck lightly. You shake your head, not placing your hands on his face, pressing your lips softly against him.
“Don't be.” You smile. He puts the shirt over over body pulling the covers back as you get in under.
“Stay here for the night okay.” He says you nod holding your arms out to him he joins up as you cuddle up next to him.
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Every girl wanted to be with him. Every boy wanted to be him. You wanted to stay clear. He saw you as a challenge at first. Something to get him through the semester. But now he was practically glued to you. Convincing himself that he didn’t want you. But it was clear. He needed you.
Billy Hargrove.
“That dick still not giving up?” Your brother, Steve, asked: as a response to the longing glance that the boy had given you. You shook your head, lighting a cigarette behind the school. You felt a hard smack to the back off your head. “HEY!” You cursed, hissing at the persistent stinging, as you rubbed it - with an attempted soothing.
“You’re gonna reek!” He scolded you. “Fuck off-“ You began to stand up before he ragged you down - by your arm. “The fuck Steve-“ “If that jackass touches you, I’ll rip his fucking head off.” He hissed at you, before releasing his grip; leaving you to gently rub your wrist, where his hand had been. “(Y/n).” He looked at you, waiting for your agreement. “Yeah, yeah fine. Look, I gotta get to class. If I’m late again I’ll get another fucking detention.” You rolled your eyes, as your brother nodded, leaving you to your own devices, as you trudged down: the almost-empty hallway.
“Miss Harrington. Late again.” Your physic professor said. “By like-,” you checked your watch, that had been on; 10:20, for the past three weeks. “-two minutes!” You told him. “Eight.” He seethed, and he groaned. “Big deal!” You said, and you could practically see the steam coming out of his elephant-like: ears. “Detention, Miss Harrington.” “Oh fuck off-“ You spoke, before you had the chance, to stop yourself.
“Out. Get out.” He pointed at the door-way, that you were still stood in. “Fine.” You made your way to the dreaded room, and swung open the door. The old caretaker was snoring in his chair: the only sign of life, within the elderly-man. A window was smashed. A few chairs were kicked over at the back of the room. And Billy Hargrove was lighting a roll-up.
“Hey doll.” He eyed you - drawing his legs from the desk, and standing up to walk, (more like swaggered), his way over to you. You scoffed, avoiding him, and walking to the back of the room, picking up a chair, and sitting on it.
“The fuck is wrong with you?” He asked by the time he’d got to you, grabbing your jaw between his thumb, and forefinger. The other hand, used to drag the cigarette, into his lips: before blowing it straight into your face. But it didn’t smell like tobacco. It smelt like whiskey, and sweat. It smelled like when you stand on a beach, when the sun is about to rise. It smelled like the burning rubber on tyres, as the petrol flared inside your nostrils. It smelled like the horribly intoxicating smell, of Billy Fucking Hargrove.
“Look.” He harshly moved your face, so that it you were unable to look anywhere but his eyes. “You’re gonna be mine, whether you fucking like it, or not.” You were about to say something to contradict him, but he interrupted you, before the words could even; leave your lips. “And your brother can’t help you either.” He informed you.
“Understood, princess?” He cocked an eyebrow, and you rolled your eyes. “I said.” He took another drag from his: dying cigarette. “Understood?” You just looked at him, blankly. “Fucking answer me, when I’m talking to you!” He shouted, his spit landing on your face, yet you could not bring yourself, to wipe it off.
Summary: The reader moves to Hawkins, IN from Derry, MA. Once a Loser, always a Loser. Her friends from Derry, somehow end up in Hawkins to help defeat the Mind Flayer.
“I can only remember parts,” Beverly said, “I thought I was dead. That’s what it felt like. I saw us, all of us, back together, but we were older like our parents ages.”
“W...W...What were we all doing there?” Bill stuttered.
“I just remember how we felt. How scare we were. I don’t think I can ever forget that.” Beverly said in disbelief.
Bill suddenly, stood up from his spot on the log, “S..S.. Swear it,” He said as he had a shard of glass in his hand, “S...S....Swear if IT isn’t dead, if IT ever comes back, we’ll come back too.”
Silence fell upon your group of friends, casting glances, at the nature scene before them. The rush of the nearby lake along with the chirping of the birds, were the only sounds to be heard.
Beverly, was the first one to stand up, then Richie and Eddie, followed by Stan and Ben. You and Mike were the last two to stand in up in agreement with Bill. Bill then placed the shard of glass at the top of his left hand, dragging it across so that the top flesh would have cut across the palm.
Bill then, went around the group using the same piece of glass, and cut everyone else’s left palm starting with Richie and ending with Beverly. Each of you winced in pain as he cut across your palms. Slowly, everyone in the group reached to the person next to them so that everyone was holding hands, making the pack turn into a blood oath, causing everyone to be bonded for life, and to ensure that everyone kept their promise. A calming silence, fell upon the group. It wasn’t awkward or suffocating, but somehow relaxing, in knowing we would once again ban together as the ‘Losers Club,’ in the future. A certain hope. A certain promise, that we would once again, be together again, no matter where life took us. We were no longer friends.
No longer friends the minute, we had all met and took down IT. From that moment forward we had become family.
“I gotta go.” Stan started, “I hate you.” He said looking directly at Bill.
Bill looked down, with his face full of guilt and sadness.
Stan was the first to giggle, to prove that he wasn’t at all serious about the nature of his insult. Then giggles erupted from everyone in the circle, including yourself.Giggles progressed into full on laughter. A light hearted moment that was much needed in this situation.
“I’ll see you later.”
“Bye, Stan.”
Stan had been the first one to leave the group and most of the group followed. You were the third to last to leave. The group knew that this would be the last moments you had with them in Derry. Your youngest brother, much like Bill, had been a victim of IT. After IT, took your brother, your parents decided that you would finish the semester that you were in, and they would pack you and your oldest brother Milo, up and move to a “safe place,” as your parents had put it.
As you were leaving, you turned around to say the last goodbye to your remaining two best friends, but you were stunned to see that Beverly and Bill were kissing. After the initial shock, of the scene before you, it wasn’t long before you thought, ‘Finally,’ before turning around and walking back to your house, filled with unforgettable memories.
You’ve officially been in Hawkins, Nine months. There was never a day that went by, that the Loser’s club didn’t cross your mind. Everyone, was constantly, writing you and telling how much they missed you. As, far as you could tell, Derry was back to being the safe heaven that you all knew and loved.
After, you moved to Hawkins, it was like you found another Loser’s club. It wasn’t long before you had become friends with them. They called themselves “The Party,” you could never find it in yourself to question why. It didn’t really matter to you anyway.
Milo and you were only a year apart so, there wasn’t that much of an age difference between either of you. There was a gap in your different friends. Milo, had become friends with another newbie, Billy Hargrove. Billy, had a step sister, named Max. Their situation was similar to yours regarding moving and siblings, so it was only fitting that you became friends.
After becoming friends with the party, you had found another person like you. Someone else who had Telekinetic, powers. Back home in Derry, you hadn’t flat out told the others, but when IT was attacking, you and your friends, you were only able to sneakily, use them. You didn’t want to lose your best friends over them thinking you were some sort of freak.
As, soon as the others found out you were like El, they didn’t make you feel weird or freakish. That was something that you were thankful for. That gave you a sense of belonging that you had always longed for. Once, you had opened up about your abilities, they were comfortable letting you know about a thing called the “Upside Down,” and a “Demogorgon,” along with tinier versions of a “Demodog,” as they said. The current enemy, at hand however, was a giant monster called the “Mind Flayer.” At times, you wanted to go up to your parents and tell them that Hawkins was not anymore dangerous than Derry, and that if you packed up right now, you could still go back to school in Derry.
The eldest members of the groups friendships/relationships were enough to confuse you by themselves. You and Steve had developed a larger than life, bond and were very close as friends. He knew about your crush situation. You were crushing on Milo’s friend Billy. He was almost always, over at your house. At times, you thought he might like you too, offering you rides wherever you wanted, purposely calling your house when he knew Milo was at baseball practice, spending as much time as he could with you.
Milo had been acting strange lately, taking off in the middle of the night, an edge to him that wouldn’t go away. Finally, you decided that you were fed up, and wanted to see what he was up to. Rolling over to the other side of the bed, you grabbed your phone, and called Billy.
“Hello.” A husky voice answered.
“Billy? It’s Y/N.”
His laughter sounded through the phone, ”I knew it was you.”
“Is Milo with you?”
“That would be a negative, Princess. Why?”
Suddenly, a bad feeling was in the pit of your stomach.
“Y/N? You okay over there?” Worry was laced in his voice.
Silence. Your head was filled with many crazed thoughts.
“I’m coming over there. Be ready in five.” Once the words came out of his mouth, you were met with the dial tone.
It took less than five minutes for Billy, to pull into your drive way, before you rushed out of the house, and jumped into the front seat of his Camaro. Billy, was able to somehow catch up to your brother. He was driving on the outskirts of town, something he never did with you, since he claimed to not be familiar with Hawkins yet.
Suddenly, Milo had practically vanished from view. Causing both you and Billy to exchange, confused glances. Your heart had leaped into your throat.
“Billy.” Your voice came out panicked, “Billy stop the car.”
Your attention was too focused on something in front of you, missing the worried expression on his face he shot your way. He didn’t question why you wanted him to stop, but he did.
Opening your door, your left arm came up to rest on the top of the car, while your right arm came up to rest on the top of the door. Looking before you, was a business that had a lot of Steel around it. However, looking at the sky above it, made you forget to be bothered with what the, name of the business was.
Clouds were swirling in a circle above it, with what mirrored a thunder storm, without the rain. Both you and Billy were too stunned to say anything, you were only able to give the other a confused look, before looking back at the scene before you. As you left, you were able to get a glimpse at the sign of the business. Brimborn Steel Works.
The next day, everyone had met at the Wheelers, house including Billy. Once, you and Billy finished telling the others, what you had seen, Will was out of his seat, running up the basement steps, two at a time.
“I got it.” You said to the group, all of them nodding in acknowledgment.
Will was pacing on the front lawn, nervously.
“Hey.”
He hadn’t stopped his movements nor looked at you.
“Hey.” You tried again, this time grabbing his shoulders to stop him from pacing.
“He’s here.”
The realization dawned on you, as who Will had meant as “He.” The Mind Flayer was back, and he wasn’t going to stop until he had blood.
You and Billy, were able to successfully, trap Milo, inside the sauna. Both of you knew that it wouldn’t be able to hold him off for long. But, neither of you expected him, to be back on his feet in a matter of minutes. The lights had begun to flicker throughout the building. Everyone was standing in a circle with their backs to each other. Billy, was trying to put on a strong front. He reached for your hand, with his. Intertwining your fingers, once he was able to grab a hold of your hand, his right arm in front of yours, shoulder touching, while you both glanced at each other with fear.
Milo begun, running into the sauna door. With each hit, the metal pole that the door was chained to, to try and keep him from escaping had become bent. One last hit, was all it took for the door to fly open, for Milo to tumble out of the sauna. Pushing your friends back, you were staring face to face with your brother. He was covered in what looked like black veins. Eleven, had gone to Scoops Ahoy with Dustin. Nancy, was at the hospital with Jonathon. Which left you and Billy with the remaining group members, Max, Lucas, Mike and Will.
Lifting up a near by, bench press, you screamed and used your arm to throw it at Milo to keep him trapped against the gym’s brick wall. He had impossible level strength, causing you to use both arms to try and keep him pinned to the wall. Growls filled the air, as your chest had begun to heave. Your nose had started to bleed using your abilities to keep Milo pinned to the wall. The sounds of your gasps, replaced the growl sounds.
Milo, used both of his hands and pushed the bench press off of him. You screamed in reaction trying to keep it against him. He was able to push it off and throw it back at you, which hit you causing you to hit the floor. Somehow he was right above you, grabbing you by the back of your hair, as you tried to crawl away from him. Your breath was coming out between gasps and heaves, trying to catch your breath. As he grabbed you by your hair, you let out a terrified scream, as he pulled you to your knees in front of you.
With his left hand with a grip of steel on your hair, he turned giving your friends and evil stare. Suddenly, his right hand came up to grip the front of your throat causing you to immediately gasp upon contact, causing your friends to jump back frightened.
Milo, lifted you up by your throat, squeezing tightly as he did. You were gasping, coughing, as your lungs screamed for air that they were denied.
“N...O...” You tried as you weakly tried to pry his grip off of your throat.
Another wave of gasping and coughing for air hit you.
“N...O..” You tried again.
This time you were able to hit his arms and slightly scream, before coughing and gasping again.
Your friends were frozen in place, too stunned to move.
As you could feel yourself feel faint, blood dripped from your nose, as your eyes went crossed. Your face becoming red from the lack of oxygen, as you tried to open your mouth to allow air to flow to your lungs that were on fire.
Billy, was able to get himself unfrozen before it was too late. He was behind Milo, hitting him with a steel beam, which caused him to drop you and fall to the floor.
“Go to hell, you piece of shit!”
Billy yelled at Milo, attempting another swing at him with the beam. Milo, flipped around and caught the beam in his hand mid air. You were laughing face down, as you were trying to breathe and regain your strength. Milo, got up and began towards Billy, whose back had met the brick wall. Getting up in time, you were able to lift Milo off the ground before be could hurt Billy. Making your way to your feet, with both arms in front of you, Milo was suspended into the air. His growls and your gasps were filling the air. Exhaustion had set in, but you were determined to save your friends. Both you and Milo, were face to face screaming at each other. Maneuvering, Milo mid air, your back was met with Billy’s chest, as you threw Milo through the brick wall. Collapsing, onto Billy, he slid down the wall with you in his arms.
Breaking down the door, the Mind Flayer that seemed to be made of flesh, was on top of Nancy.
“Jesus.” Mike said. At the same time Max said, “What the Fuck.”
The Mind Flayer, had begun screaming at the sight of you, while trying to charge at you. As he was running at you, you raised your arm quickly and threw him to the wall nearest you, while screaming in the process. He wasn’t giving up, so you flung him into the right wall, screaming again. This time he let out a low growl, before you flung him into the ceiling, causing chunks of the ceiling to fall onto the floor. By this time, your nose was bleeding again. Finally, you flung him back onto the floor with all your might screaming as you did so. Standing up straight in the process, putting both of your arms on the door frame trying to protect your friends and stop the Mind Flayer from getting past you. This, time he growled louder, trying to charge you again. Using both of your arms this time, you flung him out of the window, screaming one last time.
“Nancy!” Jonathon yelled in concern as he ran past you.
You and your friends ran as fast as you could to see what happened to the Mind Flayer. As you all ran out of the ER entrance, your body collided with another, causing the arms of the other person to shoot out and grab your forearms in attempt to keep you from falling.
Looking up, you were met with seven familiar faces.
“We figured you might need some help.” Beverly said making her way to you, pulling you into a bone crushing hug.
“Nice move, throwing that monster from the fourth floor.” Ben said as you received another bone crushing hug, whispering in your ear, “We know about your abilities. You saved our asses way much more than we can count with Pennywise.”
The rest of the Losers, greeted you with the same level of enthusiasm.
“Not that i’m not happy to see you, but what’re you guys doing here?” Asking with a smile on your face, your arm was wrapped around Beverly's, shoulders as her arm was wrapped around your waist.
“We figured you might need some help.”
“Yeah.. But how did you-”
Stan spoke up, “Your boyfriend Billy called us.”
Everyone’s gaze turned to look at Billy with wide eyes. Not meeting anyone’s gaze but yours, his hands made their way into his front pockets, while shifting uncomfortably under everyone’s stare.
some much needed fluff and lovins for my billy stans ☀️
↠ billy loves to wake you up by pressing gentle kisses on the soft skin of your shoulder blade and your neck. and if those don't wake you up, little lovebites will do the trick.
↠ breakfast dates at the local diner, always ordering the same thing, and giving each other bites of food.
↠ "william, that's way too much syrup for one pancake."
↠ "don't tell me how to live my life."
↠ being the little spoon, always. billy loves to hold you, it makes him feel like he has someone to treasure. someone that cares about him and wants to be embraced by him.
↠ lazy morning kisses before your eyes are even open all the way. still half mumbling incoherently & not yet awake, but always returning his adorable gesture.
↠ not wanting to get up on some days. when your limbs are entangled and the way your body molds against billy and his large frame so perfectly, it's hard to start the day.
↠ morning sex is a must.
↠ billy is always rubbing you through your thin pajamas and grinding his hard-on against your ass, but you don't mind in the very least.
↠ his sleepy groans, grunts, and growls are heavenly.
↠ billy is a blanket hog. some mornings, you will wake up freezing and find the blankets lodged underneath him. he always apologizes sleepily but does it again minutes later.
↠ "can you knock that shit off already, billy? seriously!"
↠"i'm sorry baby but i'm fucking cold! my dick is going to shrivel up and fall off soon if i don't get warmed up."
↠ lots of affectionate morning mumbles from him, about how much he loves waking up next to you.
↠ staying in bed together on lazy days, when you are not busy and he doesn't have to work at the pool and reading classic rock magazines together while smoking cigarettes and enjoying each other's relaxing company.
↠ sleepy billy is by far the most needy and affectionate.
↠ when you wake up, he is always stuck to you like some leech. arms wrapped tightly around your waist, head now buried in the crook of your neck, while he softly snores on your shoulder.
↠ finding his bedhead to be absolutely adorable. matted blonde curls that are sticking up in all directions and blue eyes that are cloudy and halfway closed with sleep.
↠ "you're so damn cute in the mornings, billy."
↠ "don't flatter me, babe. i look like a troll doll."
↠ at night time, before bed, you always read him poems.
↠ he loves the sound of your voice and the way you play with his hair softly while you read to him, soothing him. it helps him sleep and he's grown so accustomed to it.
↠ always saying i love you before bed and when you wake up in the mornings, snuggling closely into each others side.
↠ not being able to sleep without each other. with his girl cuddled up next to him; billy feels completely content for once.
Authors note: This is my first ever Drabble. I’ve wanted to start writing for so long so here’s some soft-ish Billy for you.
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The first time you had been behind the wheel of his precious blue Camaro, had been after a rager. Billy had gotten so badly drunk that he could barely speak. He of course would never admit to being wasted. “I’m fine babe” he’d slur in your direction as you struggled to walk him to his car. “I can drive myself home” he muttered as his eyes slowly began closing on the walk to his car.
You had managed to finally get him in the car and grab the keys from his front jean pocket. You turned to look at your boyfriend in the passenger seat and he was snoring, cheek against the glass and legs wide open. You put the seat belt over his body and then you buckled yours. You turned the car on and took a deep breath. “I can do this” you whispered to yourself.
You put the car in gear and felt it jolt forward. You looked over and Billy was still snoring. It had taken what felt like hours, but in reality was twenty minutes, to get him to your house. There was only a minor dent in the car from you trying to turn into your driveway and accidentally getting a little too close to your mailbox. However, what you called a success Billy called a crime against his baby. After that night, he vowed he would teach you to drive.
That’s how you ended up here, in his precious baby, with Billy yelling for you to stop. You hit the brakes as fast as you could and watched as he slid forward, hand clutching on to his seat belt. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry” you kept chanting as he ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Billy truly tried to remain calm, he didn’t know if he was more worried about you getting hurt or his car. He let out a frustrated groan and then looked at you “it’s fine” he said through his teeth. “Just— go slowly” and you tried your hardest to obey what he said.
It took some weeks before you were driving at a comfortable speed, without Billy basically crying with fear. Every time you’d finish a lesson, he’d make sure to praise you. He’d hug you tightly and then thank god that it was over. He wasn’t a bad teacher, he was just an easily frustrated one. Once he thought you were ready he took you to take your test. “I can’t do this” you wiped your hands on your pants for the hundredth time. Your palms were sweaty and your leg couldn’t stop shaking as you sat there waiting for your name to be called. “Hey, hey look at me” Billy placed his hand under your chin pulling your face softly to look at him “You got this princess. We’ve practiced, I even let you drive the camaro every now and then. Do you think I would do that if I didn’t think you were ready?” Billy could be so sweet when he wanted to be. Under that hard player exterior was a huge teddy bear that just craved closeness. “Y/N” a deep voice called. “She’s here! And she’s gonna MAKE THIS TEST HER BITCH” Billy would yell as your cheeks got bright red. You’d stand and go to take your test.
You came out 25 minutes later and looked at your feet as you solemnly made your way to Billy. He’d immediately walked over to you and wrapped his arms tightly around your torso, “It’s okay. You can take it again. That dumbass instructor probably can’t even drive right. Screw him princess. We’ll try again” he’d go off on a rant trying to soothe you thinking you failed. “I passed” you mumble into his shirt. He’d hold you at arms length and stare at you with wide eyes “you what?” He asked skeptically.
“I passed” you shrug your shoulders nonchalantly. Billy’s face broke into a smile and he lifted you by the waist, spinning you around.
“I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!” He’d yell into your neck as he began peppering kisses all over your neck and face. “We have to celebrate” he’d suddenly realize.
“What did you have in mind?” You’d ask with a soft smile as you both made your way to his car.
“I think you know exactly what I have in mind,” he said with a smirk as he tossed you his keys and got into the car. As you drove back home in his camaro he wouldn’t stop smiling at you and yelling “MY GIRLFRIEND PASSED HER EXAM WOOOOOO” out the window. Your cheeks would stay a permanent shade of red, but you’d look over and smile because Billy may be a big loud idiot, but he was your big loud idiot.
Hi! Can I request prompt 4, 24, and 30 for Will Byers x reader? Like a hurt/comfort style? Maybe where the reader and Will are childhood friends growing up and this is after either season 2 or 3 with Will feeling bad and guilty about what he did when the mindflayer possessed him?(cause we didn’t get any of that in season 3 and I am kinda bitter about that lol) Sorry if this is a mess xD
I looked at this when I was half asleep and must have answered without actually typing. So.. Ill get right on it lol
