#steddiegrove

[troublesomefox21]

Steddiegrove/Metalsandwich fic where Billy doesn't die, okay? Hear me out.

Starcourt still happens. Billy's still possessed and the Mindflayer still happens, Hopper's taken to Russia and the Byers still move to Cali. Everything, up until Vecna and Chrissy and the trailer still happens. Except this.

Billy doesn't die.

No. After he takes down the Mindflayer and everything, people just think he does. Which makes sense. Because there was the whole possession thing and the car crash and the fireworks that turned into an actual fire and, oh yeah, he was stabbed or whatever. So he obviously died.

But the military that shows up just as everyone else is running to safety go in. They find him. And he's breathing so of course he'd get help. That's what Owens is for. The thing is, nobody knows who he is so there's nobody to tell.

For whatever reasons -whether some blood testing or Billy wakes up and says something idk- but it goes like this. Billy didn't die but hell if he didn't want to, right? Cause he hated Hawkins and missed home and killed people even though he didn't want to and he remembered his mom, right?

Max hated him. Billy hated his dad. There was nothing for him here so laying in a hospital bed, he comes to the decision that he's gonna go. Leave.

Maybe, his mind whispers, Max will be happy with him gone. His dad would be. Perfect life at that point without the fuck up son. There was nothing for him here-

Owens and him come to an agreement, even with the doctor trying to convince him that he should go back. Back into the tiny world of Hawkins and surely he had a family and friends? No.

So the agreement is this. Billy signs the stupid NDA's, get's a new car and a paycheck/stipend because Owens is repenting, okay? First with the lab and Brenner, with Eleven. And poor, poor, William. Owens can't fix everything but he'd fought with his own son, Peter, enough to see the signs of discontent and despite everything, he wanted to help so he does. He helps Billy get out.

And Owens agrees to keep tabs on one Maxine Mayfield.

Billy goes to Florida. It has absolutely nothing to do with the ocean, honestly. The waters different and sunrises have little to do on sunsets. It also has nothing to do with the fact that it's hours closer to a hell that he'd love nothing more than to forget. Billy threw a dart and it landed, alright? There was no further thought than that.

So he get's these phone calls. Billy gets one when the Byers move. Gets one when his dad loses his job and it forces his step-mom to take a second job at some small ass place in that small ass town. Gets one when Max starts high school. When her grades slip, classes sluffed-

Billy gets a call just around Christmas that his dad died in a car crash headed West on I-80. And no, Billy doesn't ask why. It's not like it matters. He's fine.

He gets one when the Mayfields move into Forest Hills.

The first and only call he actually responds to is left from Owens himself who says that shits going down again. Familiar in a way that leaves the doctor's voice cracking. Billy asks what kind of shit, ignoring the fact that memory and dreams have been buzzing just like he's been ignoring the shit in his life for the majority of it.

So Billy goes back to Hawkins because hell if he's leaving the his shitbird Max there.

The first thing he sees on the shitty motel TV when he gets into Hawkins is that Eddie 'The Freak' Munson is wanted for murder. That the one who had been killed was none other than Christina Cunningham which is the furthest thing from funny but he can't help but laugh because what? The actual hell?

And sure, Billy's never been one for friends, really. No, seriously. His dad made it impossible and even when he was younger, nobody wanted to talk to the kid with unwashed ocean hair, beer and smoke reeking clothes and who's mom always picked him up with black eyes and busted lips up until the point she didn't.

But Billy knew Munson, okay? Knew him from his first fucking day at school when he walked into Hawkins' version of an AP class which was really just the seniors' and watched as the super senior got bored not stupid. Knew that Eddie's name wasn't actually Eddie or Edward or whatever but fucking Theodore which- no. They weren't friends.

But he'd tutored him a couple of times in exchange for a joint because Billy wasn't able to get a job which meant no money. There may have been one -two, three, no more than four, surely- time(s) where Billy couldn't handle the shouts or the fists or the blood and bruises anymore so he'd go. To Forest Hills. But that didn't mean that they were friends. Hell no.

What it did mean was that Billy knew exactly where the guy would be hiding though. To get away. Knew that Munson didn't grow his own green; only sold. Hawkins was small with few places for freedom. The quarry, Kerley Road, Lover's Lake.

As much as Max hated it, as much as Billy hated it, he knew her. Billy knew his sister. Knew that she got herself twisted into a group of nerds who didn't know when to leave things alone. Surely where one went, other's followed.

So Billy goes to Rick's.

[sunwarmed-ash]

I know I've been saying it for years but I will NEVER stop loving Harringrove. Those boys are just

Toss Munson in too? PHEW MY QUEER POLY ASS GOES NUTS

[stevie-babie]

the stranger things brain rot is literally overtaking my life. like - my brain is coming out of my ears with how much fanfic i’ve been reading recently.

i’m now rereading Missing Piece for the third time this week…..

oops

[biillyhargroves]

Dustin, who has just learned Steve that is with both Eddie and Billy, who splits his non-Hellfire afternoons between the arcade and the video store while he waits for his mom to get home and therefore ends up hanging with the three of them on the slow nights that Eddie and Billy spend milling about and smoking their cigarettes and bothering Steve, watching them tease Steve one afternoon, watching Steve still flush around both of them even though they’ve all been dating for a good five months, out of the blue asks Steve, “If both Eddie and Billy were drowning and you could only save one, which one would you save?”

All three of them look at him like he’s sprouted new heads, but then Billy gets this sly look on his face, wraps his arms around Steve and hooks his chin over Steve’s shoulder, asks him, “Yeah, Stevie. Who would you save?”

“That’s a dumb question,” says Max, who has been bored, roaming the aisles and maybe messing with a few tapes for shits and giggles. “Billy can swim.”

“Wait,” Eddie frowns, looking between Max and Dustin. “You think I can’t swim?”

“Well…” says Robin, who has been scanning in returned inventory behind the counter, sharing a bag of Skittles with Billy as they always did on nights like this, both of them fighting over the red ones.

“Oh, come on!” says Eddie.

“It’s okay, baby. Steve’ll save you,” says Billy.

“They’ve got a point,” Steve says. “Billy’s a lifeguard and all. He’s probably the best swimmer out of all of us. So, Eddie.”

Billy squeezes Steve a little harder, murmurs, “If I do drown, and you let me, I’m haunting your ass.”

“You wouldn’t drown,” Steve insists.

“Anyone can drown,” says Dustin, exasperated. “Fine! Fine. You’re in a burning building and you can only save one. Do you save Eddie, or Billy?”

“Why can’t we save ourselves?” asks Billy.

“I don’t know!” says Dustin. “You passed out from smoke inhalation.”

“Eddie,” Max says. “He’s easier to lift if he’s unconscious.” She looks at Billy, tells him, “No offense, but you’re heavy as shit.”

Billy smirks, makes a show of flexing his muscles, says, “None taken.”

“I was asking Steve,” Dustin says.

“I’d save Eddie, too,” Robin pipes up. “Sorry, Billy. But with you gone, I don’t have to share my candy.” She brandishes a red Skittle, pops it into her mouth before Billy can steal it. He scowls, opens his palm, and she empties the remains of the bag into his hand.

“Again,” Dustin sighs. “I was asking Steve.”

“I’m saving them both,” Steve says. Robin quirks an eyebrow. “What? I could lift them both if I had to. Adrenaline and stuff, right? People get, like, superhuman strength from it.”

“That’s not the question,” Dustin says. “You have to choose one.”

“Fine,” Steve sighs, hands falling over Billy’s, which are still held fast around his waist. “Billy.”

“You’re just saying that because everyone else picked Eddie,” Billy teases.

“Yes, I am,” Steve confirms. “Someone has to look out for your annoying ass.”

“And my ass thanks you for your service,” says Billy, playfully nipping at Steve’s ear.

“Oh, my God,” Dustin groans. “Get a room.”

Eddie laughs, gestures to Steve and Billy and says, “Gentlemen. You heard the man.”

“Break room’s free,” Robin offers, though Eddie is already leading the way, Billy backing up to following him, tugging Steve along.

“Keep it PG in there!” Max calls after them.

“PG-13 is the best we can offer,” chimes Eddie.

Again, Dustin groans, “Oh my God.”

[prettybillycore]

Headcanon for when billy is finally free from the upside down:

After spending so much time there, unable to rest or sleep, he basically has lost all rhythm in his body. Steve and Eddie get worried bc the man has been awake for days on end.

What they discover is that billy can only fall asleep if he feels incredibly safe. All the doors locked and Steve’s bat next to the bed. Billy is sandwiched between his boyfriends.

Steve is against the wall, playing with Billy’s hair and Eddie is messing with the strings of his guitar. Billy closes his eyes and for the first time in days, he feels safe enough to sleep

[nerdylocksandthethreebears]

Billy and Eddie winding their boyfriend up by just making out over Steve's shoulder while he is sandwiched between them whining

[thediktatortot]

Look. I need an RP buddy for Stranger Things so bad it’s killing me on the inside. None of my usual RP buddies are online this time of year or just not watching ST.

So here is my request if someone else needs a RP buddy as well. - Must be at least 21 - Discuss Squicks / Hard No - Has a Discord or Google to write on I’m 30, don’t have many squicks other than Feminization, lactation, scat and I am pretty good at adapting to characters and writing long works. I am yearning to play Steve however if anyone wants to be Eddie. I also like other characters and ships and really just wanna write.

Oh added: I write like this:

This is a story “These are words.” These are more words but not spoken. This is a lot of detail in some other words to make a paragraph so everyone knows the full story and actions of certain characters when it’s needed. I don’t know what i’m writing, I am just letting it flow so it makes sense and you get what i’m trying to put down. “Yea, this is another speech thing.” The narrator said.

T_T

[sunwarmed-ash]

🔥Sinful Sunday🔥

Chapter 3

Ship: Steve x Eddie x Billy Rating: Explicit Tags: double penetration, anal sex, Daddy Kink, bottom!verse Eddie, Blow Jobs, Biting, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Threesome - M/M/M, Unresolved Sexual Tension->Resolved Sexual Tension, Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Preview:

They return to their previous activities as soon as they arrive at Steve’s empty house. They don’t even manage to make it to one of the bedrooms. Just into the living room before Steve tosses Eddie down on the oversized, 8-person sofa.  

“Not wasting any time huh,” Eddie laughs, yanking his swim trunks down. 

“We’ve wasted enough time,” Steve agrees before pulling Eddie’s mouth to his. 

Eddie groans into the kiss. He can feel the cushion behind him sink as Billy takes his own place. He knows what’s coming even before it happens but nothing will ever prepare him for the sharp cut of Billy’s canines.  

Eddie whimpers desperately the second the teeth are in his throat.

“I want you both to fuck me,” he admits boldly.

Steve pulls back to look Eddie’s face over.

“A-Are you sure?”

Eddie’s grin only grows and he nods before crushing their lips back together. 

Ao3 Kofi Sinful Sunday