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Kill 'em all and let God sort 'em out. by soldierhawthorne
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
12 Jun 2018
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22 Dec 2025
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" That's a pretty color..." Billy repeated and stepped closer, crowding Steve against the door "... for a pretty boy."
Steve and Billy run into each other behind the arcade. When Steve mixes up his lighter with a lipstick Nancy forgot at his place, Billy decides to mess with him a little bit. After all, what's prettier than a pretty boy with red, red lips?
But as usual when Steve and Billy meet things escalate, only this time in an entirely different way. And soon Steve discovers a new, darker side of himself that's both alluring and unsettling.
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19 Dec 2025
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The first time was in November, months ago.
Like, two weeks tops after Billy rearranges Harrington’s face on that creepy house’s living room floor. The bruises are still there, faded, yeah, but still visible, dark splotches around his eyes and nose and mouth, brands of Billy’s fists, clear evidence that Billy’s king, now, that Steve Harrington's been, blinking and shaking and teary-eyed, demoted to princess.
And yet.
And yet, fucking Harrington didn’t get the message, even though it’s written all over his fucking face, and Billy’s seething.
Or: what to do when you're all worked up from basketball practice and Steve Harrington's there and willing. (Fall kinda in love, of course, but fight it all the way down.)
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16 Dec 2025
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When Billy floored the gas, Steve screamed and grabbed the seat like a lifeline. In one swift motion, Billy jammed up the radio. And Steve Harrington decided he was officially losing his mind. He thought his night had been royally fucked before this.
Well, Steve certainly never anticipated he’d spend the conclusion of his night with Billy Hargrove, on the run from Demodogs, while Let’s Hear It for the Boy by Deniece Williams blared from the speakers.
80mph, 84 mph, 92mph…
“Christ, Billy!” Steve hollered, “Ease up, you’re gonna kill us!”
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12 Dec 2025