The Billy Fandom Is Like That One Group Of Friends You Always See Sitting Together At Lunch And They

Deserved better squad

Miss them :,(

They tried to move him, drag him away from the unmoving boy lying before Steve but he couldn't move. His legs numb beneath him as he sat there staring at the blood covering his tank top unsure if all of this was even real but eventually the sirens got closer and the fire began to spread far too close for comfort. That was when a fireman appeared urging him to get out, to leave before his lungs gave in to the smoke but Steve couldn't leave him to the flames. He deserved better than that so he stood up but before he could be ushered towards the exit he leaned down and lifted him into his arms.

His legs weak from exhaustion, his head aching from the drugs and injuries but he walked through the smoke. Through the blue emptiness with no one but the boy he loved curled into him as if he were just asleep. Nothing but the flashes of red and blue to lead the way until finally he felt the cool breeze of the night air and he stepped out of the Mall and the smoke, into the commotion going on in the parking lot.

No one rushed to him or took Billy from his arms. In fact no one even looked his way as more men rushed inside to put out the fire they had caused. For a moment he wondered if he was the dead one and if this was hell but even hell would not be so cruel. He lay Billy down on a stretcher and watched as he was loaded into the back of an ambulance, Max by his side. Not a word passed between them but a simple thank you from the girl who was grateful that he hadn't left him inside. Shock still in full affect until he walked through the door of his bedroom and felt the reality of it all come crashing down.

Billy was gone...

i just had a thought... imagine steve and billy moving to california and getting an apartment together. then one day, the harringtons decide to visit steve to "see how he's doing" and they don't really like billy at all. whenever they visit, he always just stares at them and glares whenever they try to give steve life advice. he refuses to leave the room so they can have private conversations with their son, he always makes them serve their own food themselves instead of letting steve do it for them and he calls them by their first name instead of respectfully calling them mr. and mrs. harrington.

worst of all, no matter how many times they tell him to, he refuses to put a shirt on and is always showing off the dark hickeys on his neck and chest. "i wish he would stop trying to show everyone that he's sleeping around with girls." mrs. harrington says one day and ignores billy's smug grin and steve's awkward laugh.

and then, they decide to visit steve one day to try and convince him to move back in with them but no matter how many times mrs. harrington knocks on the door, no one comes to open it. mr. harrington tells her to try the doorknob and to their surprise, it's unlocked so they just let themselves in.

only to find steve and billy making out on the couch, billy pinning their son down and said son desperately gripping the blond's shoulder to pull him closer.

the only thing steve and billy hear is a horrified "oh my god, james, they're gay!" followed by quickly receding footsteps but when they look, they're alone and their front door is wide open.

"i thought i heard your mom." billy says as he gets up to shut the door and lock it, trying to hide his wide grin from his boyfriend. "whatever. she wasn't there so it doesn't matter." steve says and pulls billy on top of him once the blond is close enough. they both smile at each other and lean forward at the same time, happy to make out for a few more hours.

after that, they suddenly stop getting visits from the harringtons and instead receive awkward christmas cards with money in them every year. steve always asks why billy grins smugly at the sight of them but billy just shrugs and says "let's just say that i have a better ear for hearing when people are knocking on our door." and steve just accepts it, happy that he doesn't have to deal with his parents and doesn't have to hide the hickeys on his chest and thighs from them anymore.

Final “Harringrove for RAICES”-piece, for @13callieb who basically gave me free reign, so I doodled a scene from their story “We slip and slide”, which is a wonderful, fluffy, feel-good-y post-S3 fic which you all should read.

The deadline for the “Harringrove for RAICES”-works was October 1st, if I’m correct, so I’m cutting it a bit close … but here it is, finally! Thanks for waiting, and I hope you like it, @13callieb!

If Steve doesn’t wear Eddie’s vest during season 5

Imma be angry

post-starcourt billy in the hospital with amnesia, asking for his mom

Currently going on a corndog-patrol rampage 👍

Enjoy croissant mic while I like all of their art 😌

croissant mic

i couldn’t decide which version was better so you get both

He can’t bring himself to say it

But he’s in love with him

Everybody, sitting in the Byers' living room: *inaudible chatting* Joyce: Everyone! Shh! Everybody: *goes silent* Joyce: Right, now we all know why we're here, Everybody: (does in fact know why they're here) Joyce: Now- uh- *clears throat* two of you guys- I mean- I hope only two of you guys- have been engaging in...uh- how do I put this nicely- romantic- gestures? Everybody: *Turns to Eddie and Chrissy* Eddie: YOU GUYS DO REALIZE IT'S NOT ALWAYS US- Joyce: No- not- not- not sexual gestures- yknow- stuff like kissing-? A lot-? Steve: *goes bright red* Billy: *Only goes a little pink* Max: I think it's sort of obvious now. Just pick the tomatoes in the group. Joyce: *bites back a laugh* okay- you two need to- cut down on the noise- mainly uh- mainly Steve- heh- sorry Steve- Steve: I- I- I- I- N- NO -N- NOT- I- DOESN’T- NOT- ME- M- I- W- I- Argyle: I think Steve's malfunctioning, dude Billy: *puts a hand over Steve's mouth* Steve: *goes silent and doesn't do anything about it* Max: I bet he's way too used to it- Joyce: Max- Eddie: Oh- EW DUDE IS THAT WHY YOUR HANDS ALWAYS HAVE TEETH IMPRINTS ON THEM- Chrissy: Ed that isn't a necessary commen- Dustin: WAIT BILLY AND STEVE HAVE BEEN KISSING-?! Kids:*screaming in disgust* Billy: Please excuse us, Mrs. Byers *grins charmingly as he drags Steve out the door*

*Billy and Steve step outside and Billy shuts the door behind them* Everybody: *sitting in dead silence* *Steve wailing like a child from outside the door* Billy, in a muffled voice: Steve calm down- it's over just- sh- what if we get you ice-cream or something? Steve shut up for god's sake-

*This totally has nothing to do with an upcoming fic*

This is a Dacre and Joe appreciation post 😌