"Take me from the dark, from the dark
I ain't gonna make it myself
Put your arms around me
Put your arms around me
Let your love surround me
I am lost."
Irrcdeemable. An independent portrayal of Billy Hargrove from Netflix's Stranger Things. Contains mature content and hard topics such as abuse and other things of that nature. Proceed with caution. Canon divergent.
A study in: overcoming abuse and trauma, becoming a better person, struggling with your temper, learning to love yourself, and so much more.
Steve's jaw instinctively tightened a bit at the harsh tone, noting the frustration that emanated from the blond in waves. His hands were on his hips, shoulders squared and eyes fixed on Billy with a combination of wariness and understanding. Despite their history, the brunette could tell he was making an effort — it was evident in the way he hadn't smacked the crap out of Steve yet. With a sigh, he ran a hand through his hair and shifted his weight a little, taking a minute to calm himself down.
"You're right," he finally muttered, nodding imperceptibly as his focus returned to Billy, a flash of renewed determination in his umber eyes. "It's new to us — that's the first step, all right? It's not just you anymore." Harrington didn't dare move closer, not yet, not when he wasn't sure how amped up the blond was; he didn't need a repeat of last time, blacking out at the Byers' house and tending to the injuries for at least two weeks after. "Just relax, man, and take a deep breath. Changing things — it's not going to happen overnight."
Gradually, he dared to take a step forward, moving at half-speed so that he didn't put him even further on edge. Reaching out, Steve clapped a hand on his shoulder in a light gesture, trying to ground the blond a little. "Listen... I know this isn't easy for you, but you have to trust me," he began a little more calmly, his voice steady as he met Billy's gaze head-on, subtly scanning his features for any sign of resistance. "Those kids, Hargrove? They're counting on me, on you; we can't let them down, because the consequences are dire."
┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ☪︎ . *. ⋆ THIS WHOLE EXPERIENCE WAS NO LESS than exhilarating to jonathan, flood after thrill of pleasure and excitement working its way through his whole being since this whole thing had started. and honestly, it was all thanks to billy and his ability to tune straight into his needs, seemed to instinctively know where to touch and what to do to elicit the most visceral physical reactions and the loudest moans from him. it brought a sense of almost HELPLESSNESS, but that was honestly what made this entire thing so exciting; he wanted to surrender his whole being to billy in this moment, to let him have his way with him. what else could he do, after he'd been making him feel so good?
that initial thrust deep inside of him manages to pull a sharp cry from the back of jonathan's throat, the end of billy's hard cock nailing straight up into his prostate and causing his whole body to CONVULSE as ecstasy fills him from head to toe. fingers instinctively grip into tanned skin, clinging to billy for dear life to encourage him to keep using him, to keep fucking him so perfectly. ❝ ah— billy— s-so good ... fuck me hard, please, baby, i need to feel you ... ! ❞ head is thrown back as the words are moaned out, quickly followed by a filthy string of cries and sobs as billy thrusts in again, EXCRUCIATINGLY deep, pleasure spiking through him so hotly it was almost painful.
{ The sizzle of each spark on his finger tips sends a wince down Dwight's facial features. His brow furrows, taking a brief pause to wipe the bead of sweat that threatened to topple down it into his eyes. He's almost there... One .... More ... Charge ...
@irrcdeemable || you told me we can continue it, so I did!
Should she have ASKED permission first before climbing into his bed? Yeah, probably. But she didn't, and thus she would have to DEAL with whatever consequences he deemed appropriate for her actions. THANKFULLY he didn't seem too keen to kick her out right away, so the blonde allowed herself to get comfortable against his side. Her cheek FOUND his shoulder and pressed against it lightly as he voiced his question. It was a VALID one, but it took her a moment to find her words.
❝Bad dream.❞ She CONFIRMED with a small sigh. Chrissy was USED to such dreams, and normally she was able to handle the aftermath by herself. But with HIM here, she thought perhaps she didn't have to. The MEMORY of said dream was already fading, now that his BODY HEAT was radiating through her small frame, but there was still a slight tremble within her. Eyes PEEKED up at him through the dark room and after a few beats she spoke up again. ❝Is this ... OKAY?❞
Heather cared about Billy. She had wanted to try and be his friend ever since they had started working together at the pool. She liked getting to know him and being able to just be there for him if he needed someone there.
"Billy, I don't believe everything that people say about you." She told him softly. "There has to be more to it than what all the rumours are."
there was something about @irrcdeemable that intrigued regina . at school , she was the leader of the pack , not caring about the craziness happening to the younger students in hawkins . she only ever wanted to rule over them , take control of both her school in the town over and hawkins . regina would have gone to school in hawkins if she hadn’t thrown such a fit to her parents to enroll her in the private school in the town beside them .
but back for the summer , she walked the streets of hawkins , perfect pout on her lips , iced drink in hand as she caught his eyes . of course he was staring , who wouldn’t ? “ why don’t you look familiar ? ” she asked with a raised eyebrow , sure she still lived in hawkins , but unless school wasn’t in session , she didn’t pay attention to her own town . definitely an elusive blonde if anyone had ever seen one .
