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5 months ago
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 12 is up and!! spoiler alert, the baby is borned !!! 😈🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳


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6 months ago

CHAPTER 11 IS UP!!

tumblr is still being a POS about links, but my beta said it might be their fav chapter so far, so hopefully it's a fun one!! ty all for giving it a shot 🥺 


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6 months ago

Chapter 10 is up!

For whatever reason, tumblr is absolutely refusing to let me publish a link the normal way without glitching out, but I'll try and post again tomorrow, and in the meantime: here it is !


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7 months ago
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair, Joyce Byers/Jim "Chief" Hopper, Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler Characters: Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Lucas Sinclair, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Sam Owens (Stranger Things), Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley Additional Tags: Mpreg, Enemies to Lovers, Medical Procedures, Dubious Consent, Bottom Steve Harrington, Top Billy Hargrove, Post Season 5, Period-Typical Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Homophobic Language, mild body horror, Extremely Dubious Consent, Anal Sex, Ableist Language, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Billy Hargrove, Male Lactation

Harringrove mpreg with an attempt at a realistic explanation. Not ABO or wishbabies or any of the like. Post-Canon, with lots of focus on Billy's journey towards becoming a better person.


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1 year ago

Ghost

Ghost

I saw somebody post the general idea for this during pride month. For the life of me, I can't remember who actually posted the idea, so if anybody can remember, please let me know so I can give credit! Summary: Billy and Steve meet six years after Billy "died." TW: mentions of Neil, mentions of death, brief mentions of HIV/AIDS, OOC Billy

Ghost

Steve hadn't seen Billy since that night at Starcourt Mall. He, like everybody else, was told Billy had died that night. It never crossed his mind that Billy wouldn't have actually died. He saw the injuries. He had seen Max mourn, watched as Neil left her and Susan and both of their spirals that followed. Vecna had even shown Max a version of her stepbrother that wasn't real. Everyone believed Billy had died that night. Maybe Vecna was back, and he was back in the upside down. Steve tried to ignore the lights and louder sounds around him to see if he could hear the clock chimes. The only thing he could focus on was Billy's laugh echoing down the hallway.

Steve didn't even know where to go. Down the hallway wasn't much of a destination, yet somehow, his legs were taking him exactly where he needed to go. Room 1312. He couldn't force himself to enter the room and didn't need to. He was right there. Billy Hargrove was standing right in front of him. His hair was longer, and he was skinnier than when he last saw him, but he still had the muscles Steve remembered. He looked lighter in a way he couldn't place his finger on.

"Billy." It sounded like his own voice, but he didn't remember actually saying his name. Billy's head turned to him. A smile Steve hadn't seen before was etched across his face. It looked real. Now, all the smiles he had known seemed fake or forced.

"Harrington! What are you doing in San Francisco?" Steve frowned at Billy. He was nice? Sure, it was a sentence at most, but there was no malice, no anger, and he wasn't taunting him? Even when they had fooled around, Billy was always one to keep his guard up by teasing. Maybe this really was Vecna. But Vecna was cruel. If this was Vecna, Billy would be taunting him, telling him how he let him die alone, left him in the upside down when they went to get Eddie and Dustin, didn't look for him and how he moved on from his life with Billy. So, maybe he was a ghost? Steve wasn't really sure.

"School? Robin and I moved here for school." His eyes moved up and down Billy's body again. His go-to wifebeater was red this time, and his jeans were as tight as ever, making his ass look even better than Steve remembered. It looked like Billy. More than that, he looked real.

"Harrington, are you okay?" Billy's head was tilted, and his eyes were narrowed. For a split second, he saw a flicker of judgment flash across Billy's face. That was more like the Billy he knew.

"Are you a ghost?" Steve hadn't meant it to come out like that, especially not here.

"Kinda a fucked up question Harrington." Steve's heart sank. Hearing and seeing Billy had made him forget about where he was. He had forgotten he was in the AIDS ward. It wasn't the best wording.

"I didn't mean it like that."

"I know, trying to make a joke for Landon. Not much to laugh at anymore." Steve nodded, trying to peer in more without invading their privacy. The man Billy was visiting was about their age, maybe a few years older. He didn't want to speculate, but a part of him jumped to thinking maybe this was Billy's boyfriend.

"Right. Uhm, I. I'll see you around maybe, I don't want to impose." Steve felt awkward. How could he forget where he was? Steve had begun walking away, mind racing faster than he could walk. Everything he had known had done a 180 in a matter of 3 minutes. He hardly heard Billy's voice and didn't hear, let alone comprehend what the blonde said.

"I'll see you later."

Ghost

Tan liquid swirled in front of him. His spoon stirred his tea absent-mindedly. How the hell was he alive? He was thrilled. Billy was alive. His Billy, not flayed Billy. Well, maybe not his Billy. At one time, he had thought he would have been his Billy if things kept going the way Steve had planned. But he had lost his Billy to the mind flayer. Or apparently not? He didn't know. His mind was racing in 1000 directions, and none led to a conclusive answer. Each direction led him to scold himself for walking away from Billy without even giving him his number.

He wasn't even able to visit with Xavier properly. Steve met him on one of his many attempts to get over Billy. Obviously, it hadn't worked, nobody had. But he had gained a very close friendship. So when his friend had told him he had AIDS and didn't have much time left, Steve had vowed to visit him on Tuesdays and Thursdays. He'd have to make up his day later this week, maybe even bring Robin along for an extra apology. Xavier and Robin got on like siblings. They annoyed the hell out of one another, but he knew Xavier would appreciate them both being there.

"Harrington." His head snapped up. Billy was towering over him. "Can I join you?" Steve nodded at him. His face turned back to his tea again. Fear had set in while he had been sitting there. What if this wasn't Billy, what if it was some elaborate scheme and he was being lied to? He didn't think he could go through mourning Billy again.

"Steve." He refused to look up.

"You have to have questions. Other than asking if I'm a ghost?" Billy's tone seemed playful, bordering on teasing at least. It sounded like the Billy he knew from Hawkins.

"I don't know what to ask." He finally admitted.

"I did actually die that night. Twice actually, but the Doctors patched me up, and the lab people made me promise not to tell anyone. Not even you or Max. No matter how much I promised that it wouldn't hurt anyone. I threatened them. I threatened to tell every TV channel and radio station who'd listen to me. But they said they'd go after your kids. I didn't know what to do, so I let them do what they said was safest. They let me move back to California, but I couldn't talk to anyone from before. I tried to call Steve, but they did something to my phone. Nobody's number would go through. I even tried Wheeler's in case one of them picked up. Then I got scared, thought they'd do something to you or Max."

Steve could feel Billy's eyes on him. His pretty blues seemed to be trying to burrow into his soul. God, he wanted to let Billy burrow into him. Steve had never been able to forget how he felt around Billy. Even in the bad times, he had this burning in his chest that only Billy could bring out. Robin said it was desire when he told her. He thought it was something else; he'd never felt it with any before. Not even Nancy.

Forcing himself to look at Billy, he took a breath. "I want to be mad at you. I want to yell at you and curse you out."

"But" Billy interjected, smirking at him.

"But, I'm glad you're alive." Memories flashed across Steve's mind. Memories of Billy on top of him, panting as he had slowed his movements. Steve pulling him down, holding him against his chest as their breathing began to match one another. Billy staring at him as he tried to decide his next move. Then, laughing as, Robin angrily screamed for having to pick up 6 cards in crazy eights. Billy teasing him as they played basketball together, laughing at his jokes about putting Billy in his place later that night. Robin holding him back as they took Billy out of Starcourt. Dustin telling him it was okay, that Billy wasn't in pain anymore.

"I really am sorry Steve." Billy's eyes looked sad this time. It made Steve think he also regretted missing the last six years.

"Is he your boyfriend?" He didn't really want to know the answer. But he didn't want to stay in his thoughts any longer.

"No. Just a friend. I didn't want anybody else after you. I meant what I said, Steve." Billy's hand had moved closer to his. Just enough so their knuckles brushed against one another. The simple touch made him feel pre-pubescent. The ache in his chest dropped into his stomach, turning into excitement. Billy's skin felt as warm as it did years ago.

"Me too. Nobody was able to out-brat you." Steve smirked at Billy, but it was mostly for himself.

"I dunno what to tell you, it's hard to move on from me. I don't know why you even tried, Harrington".

At that moment, Steve decided he didn't care if it was a ghost. He'd happily live in whatever ghost world or monster-ridden reality he was in. He was just happy to have his Billy back. However, later that night, Billy proved he wasn't a ghost to Steve. Ghosts wouldn't have been able to leave the B-shaped hickies he had to explain to Robin and Xavier on Thursday.


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