âlet me love you!â
âiâll never hurt you.â
âyouâre easy to love.â
from the prompt list with Billy please đ
(in my head this time it's reader that needs to be told this because she is insecure, i see a lot of hurt/comfort fics about billy being comforted and while i absolutely love those, i feel like the idea of reader being the one that needs to be taken care of not is not explored enough in the Billy fandom đ¤)
am I projecting ? - yes absolutely
Thank you for this request! Literally loved writing this! I hope you like how it turned out :) I'm pretty sure this is gender neutral but if it isn't please let me know
Is this billy? no. Do I care? no. I love writing billy as a fluffy man and if you don't like that, that's okay <3
This week has been rough, honestly things have been rough for a while now but this week has been the worst of the worst.
All you wanted to do was crawl into bed and stay swallowed by the blankets. You didn't want to deal with anything or anyone anymore for a hot minute. And as you drive home you can feel the waves of emotions finally starting to wash over, you when you pull into your driveway your vision starts to blur. You slowly trudge up to your front door and immediately start to undress before crawling into your bed, ready to sleep the day away.
You fell asleep without even noticing. You slept through the seven phone calls Billy left you, you slept through Billy unlocking your door with the spare key you gave him, and you slept through him calling for you as he wanders into your home.
"Babe??? I'm starting to actually worry here!" He yells out before reaching your bedroom. He is about to yell your name again but he freezes seeing you buried under all of your blankets. "Fuck babe..." He kicks off his boots and crawls next to you in bed.
"Baby...come on wake up for me sweetheart" he whispers to you as he moves your hair out of your face gently. You slowly open your eyes and smile once you're greeted by the sight of his bright blue eyes. "Hi baby" you greet him sleepily and snuggle into his chest slightly.
Normally this would melt his heart, however, this time his heart fills with worry. To anyone else, they may have missed how your eyes seemed dull, or they would've shrugged it off as you being tired but he knows better than that, he knows you better then he knows himself.
"Want to fill me in here? What happened today?" Asking this question broke down your walls again and tears started filling your eyes before you could stop it. "I--well it was um..." You clear your throat trying to stop the feeling of it closing in on itself.
"Do you think I'm hard to love?" once those words were out in the atmosphere you squeezed your eyes tightly in hopes that if Billy did hear you that you closing your eyes tight enough would make you disappear. Billy did hear you though, he heard you loud and clear and that broke his heart in two.
"You're easy to love." He says matter of factly, leaving no room to argue. "Let me love you, Let me prove that what you said is so wrong." His brows furrow as anger started to flow through his veins. Who said this to them? Who put those thoughts into their beautiful mind? How long have they been thinking this? As these questions started to flow through his mind more anger started to flow through his veins.
You shake your head not wanting to think about this anymore. "I'm just so tired. I'm tired of feeling hurt, of getting hurt, of being let down. It's been such a shitty week. Been such a long, exhausting week." You ramble on before Billy makes you stop. "I'll never hurt you." Billy says in nearly a whimper. The thought of hurting you in any way destroys his soul and if he ever did hurt you he truly believes he wouldn't be able to live with himself.
"I'd never hurt you. Anyone that has hurt you are the worst, most stupidest group of people to ever live let alone breath. I don't know if you know this, if you realize this, but I...god I really love you and that isn't easy for me. If I ever hurt you I'm done for."
Your eyes filled with tears for a whole different reason. You've never seen Billy so vulnerable, you've never felt so loved before either. From how you were laying on his chest you leaned up and kissed his chin softly. "I love you too Billy, more than you'll ever know" He smiled softly and kissed your head as you rest your head on his chest one more time before falling back to sleep. As you sleep Billy starts to play with your hair and continues to whisper how much he loves you.
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DESCRIPTION: Managing to get away from your past you stumble across a small town. Inside you meet the acquaintance of Billy the Kid
WORD COUNT: 2761
Next / Master List Â
WARNINGS: swearing, threat, guns
DISCLAIMERS
This is fiction. Please always talk to your partner before doing anything and make sure they are ok with what you are doing beforehand
It will not follow the timeline of the show. But I hope you enjoy.
Not been proof read
You start walking along the road. Hearing the steps of horse hooves on the ground. You turn, seeing a gentlemen riding along. A cart being pulled behind. You wave your arm out, causing him to slow down. "You ok miss?" you smile at the older gentlemen.
"I was wondering where you were driving to?"you reach itno a small purse on your waist, pulling out a couple of notes as he talks
"Just a small town a few miles away for work" You hold them out to him.
"Could you drive me there please?". He looks at the small wad of cash, at the gun around your waist, then at your face. Nodingg he scoots over on his cart. You smile, hitching your skirt up slightly as you get onto it.
Making small talk with the man as he drives you both there. You hop down from the cart as you arrive, waving at him before walking around the town. Hands clasped neatly behind your back as you wonder around.
You see a few kids playing. Men outside a bar drinking. Some more men smoking. Woman emptying a bucket of dirty water. Another woman walking with a load of laundry. You watch as a couple of men start to follow the woman with the laundry. You tilt your head slightly. Walking after them slowly, trying to make it obvious you werent following but wanting to be quick enough to prevent anything from happening.
WHen you get down the end you see the men have surrounded her. There were three men in total, one seemed to be the leader. Going over to her and going to stroke her cheek. You watch as she moves away from his touch. His deminear changing to a more aggressive one at the rejection. You speak loudly as you walk confidently.
"There you are!" you go overe to the woman. Linking an arm with hers "I was wondering where you had got to" the men back away slightly, eyeing you up to. You look at them, resting a hand near your waist. Not threatening them but making their eyes aware of the gun hanging from your belt. "Sorry to interfere gentlemen but I need to steal my dear friend from you" you smile at them, walking with the woman. Quickly.
Going out into the public space with her. SHe puts the washing down onto an outside table. "Thank you" she speaks softly
"Will you be ok now?" you ask. She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand. Nodding slightly as you nod and smile, going to walk off again. SHe grabs your wrist, dropping it quickly as you turn to face her again
"Whats youre name?"
"Hope" she nods. Smiling softly at you as she brings her hand up, resting it on her chest lightly before putting her hand back down
"Kathleen". You nod and smile, titling your head slightly
"Its been a pleasure meeting you Kathleen" you go to walk again but she taes a step towards you
"Ive not seen you around here before? Ive been here a while so I recognise the locals"
"I arrived not to long ago. I wont be staying long though, just passing through" she nods
"How long are you staying for?"
"About a week" she nods. Thinking for a moment.
"Why dont you stay with me and my family for the week?"
"Oh no I dont want to interfeir with your life"
"I insist. Goodness knows what wouldve happened if you werent back there. You saved me. Its the least I could do for you".
"So long as you're sure?" she nods and smiles softly at you
"We've got a spare bed. Its not the comfiest but its probably better then the beds the inns round here have" you chuckle slightly and nod
"Thank you ma'am" she smiles at you as you motion at the laundry "let me help you with that" you grab it from where she had popped it. She goes to protest but you shake your head. SHe sighs, looking at you before leading you to where it needs to go.
"I'll be finishing work within the hour if youd like to hang around until then? I could take you back to mine afterwards" you nod. Smiling at her as you go and order a drink from the bar beore sitting at a table.
The hour passes quickly. She walks with you back to her house. It was small but well kept. You look around as she goes over to the kitchen. STarting to prepare some food.
"Who do you live with?"
âMy husband and two sons. They should be home soon" you nod. As if on cue the door opens. "Speaking off. These are my sons" you turn, seeing two youn boys walk in. The taller of the two takes off his hat and places it onto the table. He meets your eyes. You smile at him as he glances at the gun still around your waist.
"This is my eldest son Billy and then my youngest Joe". You put your hand out towards the older, a smile still on yur face
"My names Hope" he takes your hand, gently shaking it before dropping it. You could not read the look he was giving you.
"Shes new in town. Arrived this morning. i said that she can stay the week with us". He nods, eyes ramining on yours as he motions his head at your weapon
"Thats a nice gun"
"Thank you. It was a gift from my sister in law". The door opens once again, an older gentlemen walks through the door.
"This is my husband Henry" he shuts the door behind him. His eyes scanning over your body. In a very different way to which the son did. "Henry this is our visitor Hope. Shes our guest for the next week" His eyes coming back up to meet yours as Kathleen continues to speak "Dinner will be soon. Billy darling, could you grab out some plates" he nods. You walk over towards him
"Let me help". He grabs out some plates, handing them to you. You go over and start helping dish out the food onto the individual plates. You then sit around the table, Mr and Mrs Antrim sitting either end. The brothers sat next to each other as you sit oppoite Billy. Kathleen says grace before you all start to eat.
They ask you a few questions. Where have you travlled from? Have you travelled alone? Where are yu heading to? You answer their questions as truthfully as you can. Not wanting to tell them the full truth of why you had to run away from your family.
As the meal finishes and after the plates have been cleared and cleaned Kathleen shows you to your bed for the next few days. You sit onto it. Soon sleep catching up with you from the hectic few days - hell even weeks that youve had.
You wake up in the morning. Getting up and going outside. Resting against the outside of the house as you watch the street. Hearing the door open you turn, seeing Billy walk out. He half smiles at you which you return. Looking back at the people. He walks over to you
"What are you planning on doing toay then Miss?"
"Theres no need for the formalities. Please call me Hope" you smile at him as he leans against the wall next to you "I dont know. I dont really have any plans today. Just wonder around town I guess" he nods. You go to ask him what he was planning just as a blonde haired man appears riding a horse. He smiles at Billy before dismounting. His eyes meeting yours as a soft smiles comes over his face
"Whos your friend?"
"Hope" you answer "and you are?"
"Jesse" he smiles at you before turning his head back to Billy "you still up for some shooting Kid?" he nods, standing up straight you look between the two men
"WHat are you boys shooting?"
"We go down by the field and practice shooting" you nod, standing up straight as Billy goes to untether his horse
"You two have fun" you smile at them as they both mount their horses.
"You have fun to miss" Jesse says at you, snaking his tongue over his lips before riding off. Billy tilting his hat at you before following his friend.
You stay and help at Mrs Antrims home. Helping to do some of the chores around the house whilst herself and her husband are away at work. You end up helping out one of the maids, helping her do the washing or hanging up the clothes. You're in the kitchen, you're cleaning the dishes as shes drying and putting them away.
You hear the fron door open. Looking you see the older son walk in. Smiling at Billy before going to carry on. The woman speaks next to you in Spanish. Not unsual due to her ethnicity. What did surprise you though was when Billy spoke back to her in Spanish. You look at them both, a look of consufion on yoru face. She lets out a soft scoff as Billy smiles at her. Speaking some more in Spanish
"What are you talking about?" you half smile, confusion still in your eyes as you look at the girl. She chuckles, almost a giggle as she grabs the dry plates. Going over and placing them onto the shelf. Turning to Billy he smiles at you.
"She was asking as to why you were staying with us. So I was informing her" you nod
"What did you say?"
"That I dont know why you're in town but you'll be staying with us over the next few days" you nod again. Putting your hand in the sink as you take out the plug. Finsihgint eh dishes as the girl comes over and carries on drying.
"Are you going shooting again tomorrow?" he nods. Placing his hands on his gun belt as you trun to face him, tilting your head slightly as you meet his eyes.
"Yeah. I try and practice everyday"
"Would you be able to take me out to practie?" he chuckles slightly
"Why do you need to shoot?"
"Its a dangerous world we live in. A girl can never be to careful" he nods, smiling as he looks down.
"Yeah I can teach you to shoot" he looks back up at you "you've got your own weapon right?" you nod. "Good" he smiles. His eyes soft as they watch yours "I'm going to go and help ma. Ill see you soon" you nod, watching as he alks off.
You continue helping the girl arond the house. Then helping Kathleen make dinner when she gets back before heading to bed. You wake up early in the morning. Getting up you grab a ribbon. Tying up half of your hair . Two strandes falling either side, framing your face as the rest fall down your back, over your shoulders.
Going into the kitcehn you smile at Kathleen. Who is rushing to get out the house. Late for her shift. You wave goodbye to her as she rushes out the door. Billy comes in, smiling at you. "Good morning" you smile at him "Still up for shooting today?"
"Of course" you answer him. He relaxes his smile as he looks at you. "Will your friend be joining us?" he shakes his head.
"No. No Jesse has other things to do today" he holds your gaze as you nod. Pushing your lips tgether slightly "shall we go then, miss?" you chuckle slightly.
"I told you. Call me Hope" you smile, walking past him as you go to the front door. He follows you, going over to his horse. "How far is it to walk?"
"Do you not have a horse?" you shake your head. He nods slightly. Untethering and then mounting his horse. He holds the reins taught as he hods a hand out towards you. "You can ride with me". You take his hand, letting him help pull you up as you sit behind him. You rest your arms around him, resting over his stomach as he starts his horse in a soft trot.
You get to an empty field. A few fallen trees in the middle of it. He dismounts his horse, holding his hand out towards you as he helps you jump down. Going and tying his horse to a tree. âLets see the gun you haveâ he stands about a metre in front of you. You take it out the gun holster, handing it to him. He looks at it, his eyes filling with a gleam as he examines the weapon. âThis is a very nice gunâ he spins it a couple of times in his hand, taking aim at the tree line. Getting the feel for the weapon. He nods in approval as he hands it back to you. Talking as he sets up the makeshift shooting rink.
"I assume you've shot before?". You shake your head as he looks at you in disbelief "you have one of the nicest guns ive seen yet you've never used it?"
"I dont know what else to tell you" he chuckles, walking back up to you as he motions at the various bottles and cans on the fallen trunk.
"Lets see what we're working with then". You take out your gun. Aiming it. You fire. Missing the targets completely. SOmehow managing to get a tree a ways back. You lower the gun.
"If I say that I was aiming for the tree then does it count?" you look at him. He lets out a soft laugh as he shakes his head. You take in a breath, aiming again. Squeezing the trigger. Once again hitting none of the targets. You throw your head back and let out a sigh of defeat. Causing him to laugh. "I give up. Its impossible" his lips turn slightly.
"Yeah?" you nod. He faces the items. Taking his gun out and taking aim. Shooting six times. Hitting five of the targets. Your mouth drops in awe as you watch. Turning your head to face him, he smirks as he looks at you. Putting his gun back in its holster.
"How the fuck did you do that?"
"Ive been practicing a long time" you scoff slightly
"No kidding" he smiles as a soft chuckle passes his lips
"Come on. Put your gun up". You do. Your body facing towards the items as he comes up behind you. Gently resting his hand over yours as you fee his breath on the shell of your ear. "Look at where your shooting. Take in a breath and aim. Exhale and pull the trigger". You do as he says. Drawing in a long breath, holding it as you aim at the item. Exhaling before pulling the trigger. It doesnt hit the items but itdoes hit the log the items are on.
"Good. Relax some more and aim a bit higher. Then repeat what you did". You take in a breath. Aiming, exhaling, then shooting. Hitting a glass you watch as it shatters. A smile comes over your face as he moves away from you. You turn to face him, grinning at him "Well done" he smiles. "Do you think you can hit the rest of the targets?"
"Just be impressed that I managed to hit one, ok?" he laughs. Watching you as you bring the gun up. Repeating the same four steps as to which he told you to do. Managing to hit two more tagrets. You bite your bottom lip as you try to hold back your glee. Turning to face him you meet his eyes.
"You're improving. Not that you could've gotten worse" you playfully push his shoulder
"SHut up" he chuckles. You reload your ammo before bringing the gun back up. This time managing to hit 4 out of 6. The both of you practice for about an hour. Taking it in turns to shoot. Once youve finished you put your gun away. He helps you get back up onto the horse. Holding onto him as he rides back home.
He jumps off. His hand coming out for you as he dismount. You gently stroke its neck as he ties the horse up "Same time again tomorrow?". He asks. Eyes looking at you as he rubs the horses nose. You nod.
"I look forward to it" you say. Going inside their home.
Hi! Could you do a billy request where he gets the reader pregnant and is nervous as hell? Sheâs friends with the party but he isnât. Somehow hopper ends up giving him advice on fatherhood? I read an imagine like this and it made me almost cry. I hope this isnât against your rules and if your requests are closed Iâm SO sorry. Thank you either way!
Description: Billy gets the reader pregnant and both are going through the stress of being in teen parenthood. Hopper gives Billy a talk to reassure him of what was to come.
Warnings: Swearing, she/her pronouns, fluff, angst, teen pregnancy, new parent stress and general stress.
Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view
Word Count: 1,535
First Person's POV
I hadn't been feeling well the last couple of days, I'd been throwing up and my appetite has been all over the place. Then a couple of weeks ago, Billy and I had unprotected sex. We risked it, now I've been going into overdrive about the whole situation. I bought a pregnancy test, peed on a stick and I've been dreading reading the results for the last few minutes. My whole world froze as I stared at the results, I couldn't move nor breathe. What would I tell Billy? How would he react? What's he going to do once he hears? Is he gonna break up with me?Â
I jumped as the door opened, I quickly placed the stick behind my back, staring at Billy as he quickly turned away apologising consistently for invading my space.Â
"Billy, come back in... please?" Â begged, he opened the door and looked at me with a confused gaze. I stuck the stick in my back pocket and took his hands. I gently placed Billy on the bathtub edge and then sat down on the toilet across from him.Â
"Is everything okay? Doll, what's up?" He whispered, I held my shaky hands, doing it as a way to stop them from shaky.Â
"No." I quickly splurted out, Billy took my hands, staring at me worriedly, he knew something was up but I didn't want to lose him and this kindness that the boy held.Â
"Please, don't get mad, just put me down gently and I'll help you pack."Â
"What are you talking about?" He moved closer to me, cupping my face in his hands and staring deep into my eyes like he was trying to figure out what was going on.Â
"Billy, I'm sorry, I'm pregnant." I could feel my lip quivering as the tears welled in my eyes, Billy pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead.Â
"You're pregnant! I'm gonna be a dad? Oh, doll, I'm never leaving you and you don't need to freak out." He whispered, I sniffled into his shoulder and giggled as he started spraying kisses over my face.Â
"You're gonna be a mum! I'm gonna be a dad! Oh, I promise you that I will look after you -Â hand and foot."Â
Billy has been great since we found out, he's been taking a couple of extra shifts at work, and he's been helping me with getting the right baby furniture. I'm now three months pregnant and my bump is only just starting to get noticeable. Yet still good enough to be hidden, I'm so nervous and so scared about having this baby, how am I meant to be a mum? I don't know anything about raising a child, I'm only a teen and I'm already freaking out about supporting my baby finically.Â
"Doll, stop worrying, you are gonna be an excellent mother. I can see you picking flowers with our little girl or boy, I can see you protecting them from the scary stuff out there. I can see you reading your favourite stories, telling them who to hate and who to love. You're gonna be awesome, I love you and you don't need to worry." He whispered coming up from behind, hugging me gently, not wanting to squeeze my stomach. I giggled as he kissed the side of my forehead and took my hands, leading me to the car, so we could get Max.Â
With the adventures that take place here, the party refuse to let me help out until I have the baby, I can only be the communication of the expo. Dustin had become the most protective, the sweet boy making sure I didn't injure myself and babying me more than Billy has. He's been pissing Billy off, but he's been a real sweetheart about he's taken it out with the party and treated them as nice as he could before he lost his shit. I know Billy's also been really nervous, he's been promising to not ever be like his father but he still worries about making sure to not be a deadbeat dad and wanting us to have a secure and happy home life.Â
I've caught him staying up super late, reading parenting books, counting money to put aside and putting together a bag for when the baby is due to come and he's already taking it everywhere with us. Billy has been protective, as well as more responsible, he's not smoking anymore nor is he drinking to the extent that he did. The boy doesn't get in any fights anymore unless it's to defend my honour.Â
I laughed as Dustin took my hands, dragging me away from Billy and showing me one of his games that he won a high score on.Â
Billy's POVÂ
She's perfect, I love her, I worry for her and I worry about her not being safe. I want her to be happy and I don't know anything about raising a baby! What the hell am I supposed to do? I grew up with a father who's a dirtbag, my mum left earlier on and I've been a real asshole, I know that there's no way I'll be my dad and that I don't need to worry about how Y/N would be with the baby. She's already great with Max's friends and is so much better in general than I could ever really be.Â
"You good there, kid?" I looked at Hopper, he must've been here to get El, I shook my head and watched as Y/N cheered Dustin on, praising him for something he did in the game.Â
"No, not at all, what am I meant to do for her? She's freaking out, but she's been doing her best to be happy about the whole ordeal and I don't even know the next thing about raising a kid. I've been a shit brother to Max, definitely don't have role model parents. I don't want to end up like my father, it's everything but who I want to be and that girl deserves someone who knows what they're doing. I've built a crappy crib, I've been going through all the books and it's not helping." I didn't mean to spill out all my emotions to him and so I continued rambling random bottled-up bullshit.Â
"Billy, you don't need to worry, you're gonna suck and you're gonna fail but you're gonna learn from those mistakes. Y/N is gonna be lucky with you, Billy, you are already a better man than your father is and I know you would never hurt that girl or the baby. If you have a girl, you're gonna be so lost once she becomes a preteen, you won't know shit and she'll expect you to know what's happening. It's gonna be scary once she goes through her first period or any other girlie stuff. You'll interrogate her date when they come to the door, you'll then comfort her when she goes through all her break-ups. If you have a boy, you'll do stupid shit with him, Y/N will scold you both she'll tell you that she's right and then when you fail at the stupid shit she'll tell you that she was." I chuckled at his words, knowing that Hopper had a point and I could see Y/N doing all that stuff.Â
"You'll raise the boy in a comforting environment, you'll worry that if you scold him for doing something wrong that you could cross the realms of your father but you never will. Your kid will hate you when you ground them, but they'll still love you and you have Y/N at your side who will reassure you about what you need to do and you'll have a good cop bad cop routine. You're gonna be so scared every day, you'll never know what's going to happen next but that's the good thing about parenthood." Y/N walked over, waiting to make sure we weren't talking and kissed my cheek as I wrapped an arm around her waist.Â
"How are you doing, Y/N?" Hopper asked, she smiled and nodded.Â
"Good, thank you and yourself?" I loved this about her, she always checked in on people and it was just hired wired into her, Hopper nodded and gave me a look before he walked away.Â
"What about you?" I stared at her, smiling happily and kissed her forehead. The girl took my hand, chuckling as she started swinging my hands around.Â
I thought about Hopper's words, it was reassuring even though it was stressful. Yet, Y/N was already perfect and I was suddenly feeling so much more confident with raising the baby with the girl.Â
Track Two. American Whore.
Pairing: Billy Hargrove X OC
word count: 806
part two:
Track Two. American Whore.
Pairing: Billy Hargrove X OC
word count: 806
Being put in the spotlight from an extremely young age ruins you
Being put in the spotlight from an extremely young age ruins your life in the long run.
I was born and raised in Ryazan Russia and When I was four I saw those gorgeous girls on tv gliding across the ice doing jumps and twirls with an Olympic symbol in the back and that's when my love for ice skating started.
My first televised competition was when I was 13.
That adrenaline rush of winning a competition became addicting and I never gave up until I won. Winning is first place, everything else is losing.
watching teenage diary of a girl, wondering what went wrong
By the time I was 15 I had made a name for myself and broke numerous world records and was better than olympic gold medalists. But it all comes to an end when you have to move across the globe to live with your aunt because I needed an education but that isn't even the worst part, the worst part is that it wasn't New York or California it was a small town inside of Indiana where you wouldn't even know existed if it weren't for the street signs. I dont even think this would be any better for my education.
Thankfully I was already very fluent in English and French so I won't have any trouble there but apparently I wasn't the only new person here
As I arrive at the small house I take a look at my surroundings becoming aware of everything around me. Seeing little kids stare at me like they have never seen life outside of Hawkins.Â
   Location: Hawkins high school.Â
Driving up to the school was the most humiliating thing a human can experience, being one of the two new people in a small town where no doubtingly nothing happens so its no secret everyone is going to be in your business. The other new person is much more interesting than be so the attention wasn't on me for long. I look up hearing a loud engine getting closer and closer and seeing a gorgeous blue Camaro come into view. Now that is the most interesting that has happened in this town.
time skip
Finally I get to the office and am getting my name down when a man with dirty blonde hair and denim on denim walks in. Im not going to deny the fact that he was attractive but it was the fact that he knew he was and he was way too  confident. Thats why I kept my distance. I acknowledged his presence and went back to doing what I was doing.
Billy Hargrove:
Now I was new to this town. I didn't know anyone and I didn't need to. i'm from fucking California for fucks sake. Im not going to say moving to this small town didn't mean shit because it did but I was clearly the most modern person there, I mean ( chuckles). I had everyone here wrapped around my finger and I needed to do was to show up.
As  I walk into the office I see another girl in here clearly very different from everyone else around here. She didn't have goofy fried hair like everyone else; she had long and I mean long hair, it was red and not the ginger red, it was a true red color but obviously dyed. she had a slightly round face, she was thin but had a lot of muscle but not to the point where she looked bulky. But the thing that really got me was she barley even spared a second glance at me when I walked in.
And I'm standing over here wondering where this girl comes from because it clearly isn't from around here (Indiana). I Watched her as the front desk lady, I think her name was Betty or some stupid shit like that, it doesn't matter, checked her in. when she asked for her name thats when I really started listening, but was quickly caught off guard when I heard her heavy accent as she spoke, now very clearly not around here speaking about this country. Her name was Alexandra Trusova, it sounded familiar but I quickly brushed it off. As soon as she was finished and started getting her stuff together I started to fix my hair and adjust my jacket, getting ready to pull my usual lines on her. she started walking towards me and I knew I had this in the bag but as she got closer I could barley get out two words before she brushed past me giving me a dirty look like I just interrupted her day, And I'm standing here thinking to myself who the fuck does this girl think she is?
can u do a drunk clingy y/n and an annoyed billy or something please???
Killing me softly
Billy Hargrove x Reader
No Warnings
Summary: You were never the party kind of girl. You just wanted to stay home but Billy kept nagging you to just come to one party with him. So one time you finally agreed.
âPlease Y/N? Can you come just this once?â Billy ask for the 100th time. âFine. If thatâs gonna get you to shut up.â You say hanging up the phone. You get a text soon later from Billy saying. âIâll be there in 30.â
You take a 15 minute shower and then get ready, putting on a long sleeve black dress, because itâs November. You get some black heels you find at the back of your closet and put them on. You put on a little makeup, only mascara and lipgloss.
You wait the rest of the 5 minutes for Billy to show up. A few minutes later you hear honking outside your house and go downstairs. You get into his car. âAre you happy?â You say looking at him waiting for him to star the car.
He just looks at you, waiting for you to give him the kiss you always give him when you get in his car. You finally catch on and move to kiss his cheek. âThere.â You say rolling your eyes in sitting back down. âThere we go. And yes I am happy.â He says before starting the car and driving to the party.
You guys made it to the party and all eyes were on you and Billy. Billy went over to his group of friends with his arm around your shoulder. The girls in the group look you up and down but you just look away.
You see Nancy and Steve dancing and you go over to them since you guys are friends. âHey Nance, Steveâ You say waving at them. âY/N? Im surprised to see you here. You never come to parties.â Steve saysďżź.
âYea well I was kinda forced.â You say looking back at Billy chuckling. Nancy pulls you to go get drinks with her leaving Steve alone dancing in the crowd.
She gets a bottle of beer and hands it to you. At first youâre hesitant to take it but you ended up taking it anyways.
You chug down the beer and so does she with hers. 20 minutes later you and Nancy are full on dancing, drinks in your hands mixed up with the crowd. Little did you know Billy has been texting you to see where you was at.
Billy finally finds you and drags you over to a table full with drinks so its not that crowed over there. âHello, Y/N. I thought you wasnât gonna drink.â He says snapping his fingers in your face to wake you fully up.
âBilly? Why do I see two Billyâs. Which one is talking to me?â You slurred on your words touching Billyâs face. This was your first time getting drunk. He just shook his head and tried to take you to the door but you pull him back and drag him back into the crowd.
You wrapped his arms around your waist before putting yours around his neck. You lean in to kiss him, the alcohol taste lingering into his mouth from yours.
You guys are swaying to the slow song playing when you got in to hug him. You wrap your arms around his back tightly. He wiggles his way to the door, annoyed that he had to leave the party so soon.
He finally gets outside, finally being able to breathe fresh air instead of sweating teens and alcohol. He puts you in the car and you instantly fall asleep.
He decided to stay the night with you knowing that, that was your first time drinking and he knows the hangover youâre gonna get.
The morning arrives and you wake up with a mean headache. You wince at the fact that the sun is beaming directly in your face, but youâre too tired to even get up and close the curtains.
You sit up a little to see Billy sleeping on one of your small sofa chairs in your room. You use all your strength you have to get up and walk over to him.
âThanks Billy.â You say letting him get up at the sound of your voice. You sit on his lap facing him and lean into the corner of his neck. He wraps his arms around your waist and lets you fall asleep in his arms.
âYouâre welcome Y/Nâ He says before placing a kiss on your forehead then massaging it.
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Summary: In which the best friend of his enemy turns out to be the only person who can break the heart of Hawkins new resident bad boy.
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PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE
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âSuffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.â - Charles Dickens
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i. Queen Of Broken Hearts | Blackbear
ii. Paradise City | Guns N' Roses
iii. Mrs. Infamous | Palaye Royale
iv. Back In Black | AC/DC
v. Mad Woman | Taylor Swift
vi. Clean Cut American Kid | III Repute
vii. Misery Business | Paramore
viii. I Wanna Rock | Twisted Sister
ix. Mustang Kids | Zella Day
x. Black Magic | Slayer
xi. Worst | Waterparks
xii. Everybody Wants To Rule The World | Tears For Fears
Iâve never requested anything from anyone but Iâm in desperate need for a billy x goth!reader. Idk just how he noticed her in school cuz she is the only goth person and always asks her out and they flirt but she always rejects him until one day she agrees. Idk if that makes sense but thank u :)
a/n: so I dont know how to feel about this, I might edit and come and change it because I'm not sure of the ending, but if you like it, let me know! I tried to make it sweet at the end but this is definitely out of character for Billy, but I'm soft for him so idc. @savvy7392 I really really really hope you like this im sorry it took ages
harsh, confident and undeniably cool: everyone at Hawkins High knew not to fuck with you - you'd forged your own path in previous years and showed no signs of slowing down any time soon. there was just something about you that made people want to simply observe from the sidelines. known for dark makeup, brash music and taking no one's bullshit, you were somewhat of a divisive figure: people either really hated you and tried to make your life misery (to not much avail) or desperately wanted to befriend you.
somehow, along the way you'd made friends with the likes of Robin and by association, Steve, but you were happy with your small group of friends and didn't really care all that much for your hometown and what (or who) it had to offer.
therefore, when a fresh faced californian boy toy entered Hawkins High, you couldn't deny there was a certain allure to his cool demeanour and newness. unluckily for you, Billy found his place with the current popular kids sucking up to him and soon the rumours about you began to surface again. whenever you caught his eyes within the first few days of his arrival, his gaze would be quickly diverted by Tina or Carol as they glared at you or threw insults. that's why you decided it really wasn't worth getting involved with Billy Hargrove, even if he did have an amazing taste in music.
but God did you misunderstand the lengths to which this boy would go for your attention.
the first few days, Billy would opt for a smile sent your way, enough to make you weak at the knees but not quite enough to make you wander over to him. group projects would be announced in class and when he tried to subtly join you, you'd amble to the opposite end of the room to be with a bunch of kids you didn't even know, just to avoid him. and Billy knew you did it on purpose since after sitting down with your respective groups, you caught his eye and simply winked at him.
almost dropping his pencil in surprise, he was genuinely unable to believe you had successfully ignored him in such a blatant way. smirking back at his gaping mouth and sparklingly amused eyes, you simply laughed it off, sparking a conversation up with the boy next to you as easily as you had rejected Billy. shaking his head in disbelief, he made a promise to himself he'd make you friends with him if it was the last thing he did.
another day, you arrived at school with a too-short black skirt on and Billy felt his heartrate quicken at simply catching one glimpse of you, his blood rushing just a little faster than usual. he would never have the guts to tell you, but he absolutely adored the way you dressed and how good it made you look.
unexpectedly, you treated him to an actual wave this morning, something that fuelled his pursuits. all day, he pestered you in class, forcing those who would usually take the seat next to you to move elsewhere so he could be closer to you. deep blue and bright with attraction, his eyes would drop down to your thighs and the way they looked so amazing in the skirt you were wearing. desperately, he wanted to say something about it to you, but he knew he'd trip over his words; already he had blushed intensely when you caught him staring, though at least he could tell you were enjoying his gaze.
rather annoyingly, you did like the attention, smiling to yourself when he would ignore other people so he could walk you to your next class even if he was rambling to himself the whole time. curls falling in his face and a cheesy grin playing on his cheeks were enough to make butterflies swarm your insides and you had a terrible time trying to hide it.
in reality, you really didn't want to be cruel since it appeared he didn't really have anyone that cared about him much past the muscles and cute eyes, but you also were not about to walk straight into a heartbreak with both eyes open. billy was definitely a bad influence, even to you, the resident goth of Hawkins High, and whether he meant it or not, you knew you would eventually get hurt.
the next time, he plagued your locker with letters and notes and waited next to it, a permanent grin locked onto his features.
a red shirt clung to his biceps, tan skin visible due to the multiple buttons left undone and a silver chain dangling and catching in the light. strong and slightly overpowering yet undeniably attractive, his unique smell of cologne and liquor and maybe a little something else invaded your private space, making you way too nervous to deal with him this late in the day.
weeks of notes and smiles and blue eyes meeting yours way too often had weakened your resolve and if it didn't disgust you so much you would be able to admit Billy was slowly turning your heart to mush. you couldn't listen to mĂśtley crĂźe without thinking of him and every time you picked out an outfit, you wondered if he'd think you were beautiful or if he'd like the band on your shirt. his compliments and soft gestures like driving you home and giving you his jacket when it was raining (even if it didn't fit your look) had grown on you massively. now you would even go as far to say you enjoyed his company.
"heya baby girl," he drawled, the curl of his plump lips breathtaking in the worst ways, "fancy coming along with me for the evening?"
even though he exuded pure confidence, you didn't miss the way he resembled a kicked puppy when you smiled and responded, "I've got assignments pretty boy, no thanks," shovelling the letters into your bag and turning on your heel to walk home.
unfortunately, this wasn't quite good enough for Billy, hence why he followed quickly, his voice echoing after you, "what's with the ignoring me constantly y/n? you stand at parties and complain about the music and watch me all night and yet you walk away when I come up to you. I've seen you staring at me in class sometimes or at lunch when I'm not bothering you and whenever I catch your eye, you leave. you watch me all the time and yet every time I think you'll come over, you ignore me. if you don't like me, that's okay but I need to know now."
cheeks burning with embarrassment, your eyes dropped to the ground as he pulled you away into privacy. you didn't know what to say.
"billy..." you managed, still unable to meet his chaotic gaze as he stood only centimetres away, breathing hard while he awaited your response.
"what is it? just give me a reason." he almost pleaded, relaxing slightly when you gave him a smile and finally met his eyes.
"do you realise how badly your friends hate me? because I dress weird and I listen to music they don't and I've always been different and you hate that they don't like me. I can't spend five minutes with you in public before you get nervous, I'm sick of you hiding me away! you're fine with me unless there's someone around and I don't understand it and it is tearing me apart," your outburst pulled at him, making him feel terrible for calling you out prematurely.
"I like you Billy but I can't deal with that. I like my little life of listening to bad music with my friends and dreaming of getting away one day and hanging at the mall with Steve and Robin. I love sitting in your car and sharing those moments you don't let anyone else see. I do. but I wont let you pretend I don't exist."
shifting on your feet slightly, you realised how ridiculous the whole thing was and all you wanted was for billy to scoop you up in his arms and make the world better again. you wanted him to let you do his eyeliner and you wanted to feel his hands on your hips, his touch driving you wild. you wanted him to kiss you right now in the hallway and tell everyone else to screw off.
but life isn't a dream.
so you settled for Billy whispering his sorrys and offering you his hand, which was enough to nearly make you cry since he would never usually be so open in public. content, you followed him as he led you to his car, all the while promising he'd change things for you, only stopping to talk properly when you reached it.
"promise me something Billy?" after confirmation from him, you continued, leaning against the hood of his car, him stood only centimetres away "you'll never be ashamed of me?"
"never doll, there's nothing to be ashamed of," he leaned in, holding either side of your face ever so gently, and when the kiss finally broke, he whispered, "now how about a date?"
A/N: Hi there Iâm providing you with yet another less than average fic! This time for Four, well Billy! Again feedback as well as constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!
Word count:Â 1,962
Warnings: a tiny little bit steamy? but not really? bit sad too
Part 2!
Billy normally isnât one for one night stands. He just doesnât do them, for various reasons. The main reason being his job, having to keep his identity a secret, trying his best to not leave a trace of his existence makes it hard. One always told him, he should live a little, to âget some every once in a whileâ.
But he only did it once.
It was after a successful mission in the city that never sleeps, the whole group decided to go out and celebrate with a few drinks.
A few rounds in the only ones still at the table were Four and Seven. Two and Three couldnât keep their hands to off each other and excused themselves before either going to the bathroom or leaving the bar completely. One and Five, as far as he knew only went to the bar to get another round, but were gone for at least ten minutes now.
Looking around the dimly lit local, trying to spot his friends his eyes stopped on a girl standing at the counter, looking around as well, probably searching for her friends, or her boyfriend, who knows.
But when your eyes met his bright green ones, your search got forgotten pretty quickly. You noticed his wouldnât leave you either, so you raised your drink in a âcheersâ manner with a wink.
Billy took it as a sign and quickly stood up, âIâm going to get us the drinks, looks like One and Five are not coming back any time soon!â He told Seven - actually Blaine, but well old habits die hard - before leaving towards the bar.
Luckily for both of you he got a spot right next to you, politely asking if the stool next to yours was free. And even though it was not - you were here with a guy from your boring nine-to-five job who you, after rejecting him about four times, decided to give a chance and let him take you on a date - Â you gladly offered him to take a seat.
âSo⌠do you come here often?â, Billy asked, a cheeky smile gracing his lips. He wasnât expecting an answer and even if he was hoping for one, it for sure wasnât you bursting into laughter. And it genuinely was the best thing heâs heard in a long time.
âDid you seriously try to chat me up with that line?â, now that you started laughing you couldnât stop. Maybe it was because of the ridiculous flirting attempt, or the alcohol was slowly showing his effect.
Embarrassment taking over Billy turned beet red, trying to form a sentence that at least made some sense when you interrupted him. âYouâre cute, blondie. And to answer your question, I do come here quite often.â
After your response the grin returned to his plump pink lips, âWhat can I get a pretty lady like you?â
You started giggling again, âYou seriously need to step up your flirting game! But Iâd like another Cosmo please.â He called over the bar keeper to order your drinks when you put your hand on his that was set on the bar, âIâm (y/n) by the way.â
âFour, pleasure to meet youâ, he smiled, sliding a twenty over to the barkeeper to pay for the drinks he just ordered.
âFour? Thatâs quite the interesting name⌠but nice to meet you tooâ, a slight blush covering your cheeks, âwhat brings you here?â
âJust, uh, drinks after work I guess? Iâm here with some of my colleagues, you?â
âWell, I was here on a date-â âA date? Oh fuck Iâm sorry! I should- Iâm- letâs just forget I was here okay?â â-Christ Four, itâs alright! He left me for some highschool friend of his to catch up. Iâm actually glad youâre hereâ, he wasnât a hundred percent sure you were telling the truth but when he saw the small, only slightly sad, smile on your lips, he had no other choice but believe you. Itâs not like youâve been dying to go on this date with Greg, but getting left at the bar isnât a nice feeling.
âAre you su-â, Billy began before you interrupted him. âPositive, please stay. Keep me company, but only if you want to.â
âOf course I want to, my co-workers left too, well most of them did, except for Seven, but heâll be fineâ, the blonde reassured you with a soft smile.
The two of you continued talking about unnecessary stuff for another hour, the drinks flowing until you were both far more than tipsy.
âHow- how about I take you home? Alright? It seems like you had enough nowâ, Billy stated, helping you on your feet, âwhere do you live, darling?â God he could call you darling in that accent all fucking day and you wouldnât get tired of it.
âJust two blocks downâ, you smiled lazily at the handsome guy youâve spent a good part of the evening talking to. âOkay, love, guide me.â
You were in front of your flat in no time, and sad that he was probably going to leave now and youâre never going to see him again. Alone the thought of that sobered you up a little, âDo you wanna come in for a coffee? Or just some water? You know to sober up a bit? Prevent the hangover?â, suddenly insecure you fumbled with your keys before unlocking the door to your small flat.
âYeah Iâd love to!â, his reply far too quick to not be awkward, but the big smile on your face made the internal embarrassment totally worth it. âGreat! Come in then!â
With an equally as big and dorky smile he entered after you, the door falling shut behind him. âHi, baby Iâm back! Yes, I missed you tooâ, you cooed at something in the living room. Billyâs first thought immediately went to âOh my sheâs got a child!â But he got proven wrong when you returned to the hall with a black cat curled up in your arms. âFour, this is Roger, my babyâ, an adorable giggle fell from your lips as the furry creature licked your fingers.
Jumping into Billyâs arms Roger cuddled against his muscular chest, his long fingers quickly finding their way into his fur. God those fingers and what they could do to you, by this time your imagination was already running wild. All night had you fantasised about it, and what was under all this unnecessary clothing.
Billy continued to pet the cat for another five minutes before Roger decided she had enough and left for the living room, leaving the the two of you alone in the hall again. Yeah, no this isnât going anywhere he thought. âI-I.. (y/n)? Did you only invite me in for coffee?â, hand nervously rubbing his neck, she wasnât the only one fantasising all night. His mind went elsewhere everytime the straw of whatever drink she was having passed her lips, or when she was looking up at him with those pretty doe eyes.
His question clearly caught you off guard, suddenly a blushing mess you didnât verbally reply, only shook your head. âUse your words, Darling. Tell me, why did you want me to come up with you?â, his calloused hand cupped your jaw, forcing you to look him straight into his bright green eyes, eyes to get lost in.
âI- Noâ, you admitted, the blush turning an even deeper shade of red, âI want you, probably just as much as you want me.â
And boy was she right,
If anyone entered your flat right now, they would think someone broke in and tried to rob you. In your rush you had accidentally knocked over the lamp in the living room and of course clothes all over the place. Billyâs shirt even landed on poor little Roger.
In the room next door Four just rolled off of you, still in that post-sex-bliss after not having any action in months he curled his arm around your waist, pulling you close. âChrist that was amazingâ, Billy groaned placing a soft kiss on your temple.
âIâm glad I was able to pleaseâ, you giggled kissing along his sternum. âSo⌠Four, donât tell me thatâs your real name.â
âNo, itâs notâ, he chuckled caressing your back, âbut Iâm not allowed to tell anybody, donât want to upset my boss.â
âOh and whyâs that?â
âWell, if I tell you he might kill you, because weâre supposed to keep it on the low, and not interact with people, even if itâs pretty girls like youâ, his hands finding their way into your hair, somehow he canât keep his hands off you.
âYouâre scaring me, just a tiny little bit⌠But what if I promise not to tell anybody? Will you tell me who I owe the best and most intense orgasm to?â Bringing back the puppy look he couldnât help but give in.
âItâs Billy.â
âBilly? Thatâs adorableâ, you giggled bringing your lips to meet his in a short but sweet kiss.
âBaby, I think we both know that I am far from adorable⌠I think I made that very clear not even an hour ago.â
âTouchĂŠ.â
There was a quiet moment between the two of you, but far from uncomfortable. You were just enjoying each others company and the closeness, as well as the heat radiating from your nude bodies. But one question still needed to be asked.
âWill I ever see you again?â, your voice small and insecure, almost inaudible.
He question hung in the air, tension replacing the soft light mood. âYou- I, I totally understand if this is the last we see of each other. I imagine your job, or whatever youâre doing, doesnât allow you to be with someone given how hesitant you were at first⌠In that case I want to thank you for tonight, and I doubt I will find someone like you ever again. Boy you are driving me wild and I only know you for a few hours!â, you were rambling now, putting some distance between you by sitting up.
Billy didnât like that, he quickly followed pulling you in his lap again. âBaby, you had me wrapped around your finger the second I saw you. I really, REALLY enjoyed our time together, and god what would I do to stay with you, but Iâm dead, love. Everyone I knew before I started with this madness thinks Iâve died, I technically donât exist anymore! I really want to see you again, but I wonât be staying here long enough. I can promise you one thing though, whenever Iâm back here, every single time, the first thing Iâll do when Iâm done is come and visit you, okay?â
Tears were blurring your vision, not wanting to let go, you kissed him with as much emotion as you could nodding. âDonât break that promise, please. Youâre so much more than just a one time thing. You made me crazy for you I just canât let this be our last time.â
âIâm not letting that happen, I swear as long as Iâm alive I will return to you, if you wait for me.â
âI promise, Iâll wait for youâ, voice airy, sealing the vow with another kiss. âLetâs go to sleep , love. Weâll figure something out tomorrowâ, Billy whispered, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. Answering with a nod you settled back in the mattress, snuggling up to him just like Roger did earlier.
Sleep took over the both of you quicker than youâd liked.
Billy held you close the whole night, keeping you safe and warm. Yet you woke up with the left side of the bed cold, his body replaced with a pillow and Roger softly purring next to you.
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