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Redress [Billy Hargrove]

Fandom ; Stranger Things

Pairings ; Billy Hargrove x Harrington!Reader

Summary ; Billy gets his revenge on Steve by bedding his little sister, Y/N Harrington. Lesson learnt: never ever mess with the King of Hawkins.

Warning(s) ; fingering, protected sexual intercourse (wrap it before you tap it, kids!), swearing, underage alcohol consumption (please wait until you’re legal)

Word Count ; 4.0k+

Author’s Note ; I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything in such a long time, it’s been busy for the last few months because of my exams! I also think my quality of writing has gone down a little because I haven’t written anything in so long so sorry if a lot of things sound weird LOL. And I’m also a sucker for Harrington!reader fics with Billy and this is probably one of the filthiest things I’ve written so enjoy this xx

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Y/n is pregnant. Steve is the father. Karen is a snitch. Tony is pissed.

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“Come on Nat, you can do it!” Pepper encouragers as she was trying to teach Natasha how to flip a pancake.

“I’m scared it’s going to fall on the floor.” Nat squealed quietly.

“Don’t worry, Bucky will still eat it.” Tony added.

“That was one time, and the peice of chicken had just fell, it’s not like it was down there for days.” Bucky defended.

“It had a bite taken out of it.”

“It was just one bite from Wanda, and I ate around it. Listen, I grew up in the drepression, we didn’t waste food back then, like you guys do now.”

“It’s true.” I added. We all laughed.

Nat flipped the pancake successfully and everyone playfully cheered, and clapped. Nat took a bow.

Y/n steps into the kitchen. I always loved how she looked in the morning, when her eyes are still glossy from waking up and her hair was kind of messy. I looked her up and down, she had done a good job of hiding those hickies I left on her jaw. And her hair didn’t give off sex hair vibes, which was good considering we’ve been keeping our relationship on the down low since it started about 10 months ago.

Only Natasha and Vison know about me and y/n seeing each other. Vison knows for obvious reasons (with his seeing through walls thing he has going on) and Natasha knows because she kept trying to set me up with Tony’s new secretary, and I was tired of it. Y/n wasn’t happy when she found out I told Nat, only because Natasha has been planning y/n and I’s wedding since the second I let the cat out of the bag.

“Good morning Y/n!” Peter beamed.

“Good morning Peter, are you excited for our training session today?” Y/n asked enthusiastically.

“Oh yes ma’am! I still have homework I need to finish though, so I might have to stop a little earlier.” Peter was sat down at the counter, next to Vision, who was talking with Wanda to his left.

“Ha! He just ma’am-ed you!” Tony picks at his daughter as he walked up behind her reaching past her shoulder to grab some bacon. Y/n rolled her eyes and smiled.

“He ma’am-ed me?”

“Yeah… he called you ma’am, that means you’re old.”

“Oh no! Y/n I didn’t mean it that way!” Peter frantically tries to correct himself.

Y/n just laughed. “I know what you meant Peter and thank you for being so respectful.” She gave her dad a side eye. “My dad’s just upset because he’s starting to get as old as Cap and Bucky over there.”

“Ha ha.” Tony mocked back at her, as he started making some coffee.

Once everyone was settled, y/n had sat next to me. Tony doesn’t even think twice about it, me and y/n have always been close. She has such a love for history and when we first met she would talk my ear off with questions about the war and growing up. In return I’d ask her about what’s going on in the world today. We’ve always complemented each other.

Everyone was off in their own conversations, so I took the chance to speak quietly to y/n.

“Good morning, doll.” I whispered, and placed my hand on her leg. She smiled sweetly and said good morning.

“Do you want rest of my bacon? It’s making me kind of sick.”

“I thought you loved bacon.”

“I do, but this morning it’s making me nauseous.”

“Well you look a little flush. Do you feel hot?”

“Kind of. I think I’m gonna go step outside.”

She stood up and silently made her way to the side door stepping out onto the porch looking over the pond. No one seemed to notice. Y/n had always had that way about her, not many people noticed her, she had always said she felt invisible. I don’t think it’s such a bad thing.

By that afternoon, y/n had only gotten worse. She spiked up a fever and had thrown up a few times. I’ve been in her room almost all day, the rest of the team has been out on a small mission. Peter was downstairs with his nose stuck in his homework. Y/n was laid on her side, with the covers tucked under arm, her face smushed halfway in the pillow. She was so tired, but she wanted me to tell her stories about my past, so I did. She would giggle and her hair would fall in her face whenever there was a funny part in the story.

“Well why didn’t you just walk away?” She laughed and took a deep breath in.

“I had to be there for Bucky, bastard, always getting me in trouble,” I said as I smiled at her.

Y/n alarm rang to remind her it was time to train with Peter. She started to pull the covers off her legs.

“Oh no ma’am, you’re resting today.” I stated getting up and grabbing her covers, gently pushing her back onto her pillow and tucking her back in.

“No cap, I feel better,” She protested.

“Good, that means all this resting is working.” I said playing along.

“But Peter really needs to be properly trained, incase any missions happen sometime soon.”

“I’ll train him today.”

“You don’t have to, Steve, I promise I feel %100 better.” She clearly did not feel %100 better. Her eyes were very close to shutting, her face was flushed and she still had a small fever. All in all, she was tired and needed to sleep.

“I love you,” I said as I opened the door.

I watched as she sank back into her pillow, she closed her eyes and mumbled, “I love you.”

In the kitchen, I saw Peter with his headphones in answering math problems. I walked past him and used the cord of his headphones to pull the bud out of his ear. He jerked his head up, and took his other earbud out to listen.

“Hey I’m sorry Peter, y/n is just really not feeling good, I think I’m going to take over your training today. Is that okay?”

“Of course captain, is y/n okay?” He asked, closing his text book.

“Yeah, I think she’s just exhausted,” I said “now go get changed, you got 5 minutes or you’re gonna do extra laps.”

Peter jumped up, abandoning his work and hurried to get changed.

-

“Come on kid, you’ve worked enough today, let’s go back home.” I said gesturing back in the direction of the tower. We had just ended our post training run, and we were right in front of the gate.

“Um actually, Captain, is it okay if I come home later. Ned and I have to rebuild something he broke, like usual.” Peter laughed.

“No problem kid, just don’t forget this.” I tossed his phone at him. He thanked me and took off toward his bike that he had tied up at the gate.

I turned around and started walking back to the tower, my phone rang, it was Tony. I answered it with a “hello?”

“Hey Steve, what’s wrong y/n, Wanda told me she wasn’t feeling well.” Tony asked obviously worried about his daughter.

“I think she’s fine, maybe food poisoning or something like that. Cho said it could exhaustion, which would make sense, she’s been non stop working for the past few days.”

“Okay, thank you, we should be home soon.”

“Safe travels.”

And the call ended.

I got to the door and opened it. It’s always weird when the tower is empty, it just feels foreign. I‘m on my way to y/n’s room when I hear distance, quiet cries.

Is that y/n?

I knock lightly on her door and the cries stop, like she didn’t know I was here and didn’t want me to hear her.

“Y/n, baby? Can I come in?” I asked gently, not wanting to scare her.

“Su-re.” She chocked out. Her voice was shaky.

When I opened the door, she on the floor at the end of her bed shuttering. I felt pain in heart, watching her try to hold in her cries.

“Y/n, hey.” I walked over, and sat next to her. “ are you okay? Do you feel sick? Does anything hurt?” I wanted to make sure she wasn’t in any physical pain before anything else. She shook her head no.

Her cries faltered, she sniffed and wiped her eyes. She looked at me and started sobbing again. I took her in my arms, she buried her head against my neck and wrapped one of her arms under mine and around my shoulder. My heart was breaking.

Then she looked up at me, pulled away and walked into her bathroom. She came back with something in her hand, sat down on her knees in front of me. I was still leaning against the footboard of her bed.

Her face was full of despair and worry.

She handed me a stick, a pregnancy test as I soon realized. And it read positive, and I cried too.

Tony

I was very worried about y/n, call me paranoid but ever since she was young she never got sick like the other kids. And when she did it was serious.

As of now we were heading back to the Avengers tower. I called Cho to see what she had to say about y/n, and she basically told me the same thing Steve did. And since they were both no help at all, I decided to ask Karen.

“Hey Karen! Check on y/n.”

“Y/n’s fever is down.”

“Check her heart rate.”

“Both heart rates are normal.”

“Karen, does y/n have two hearts now?” I laughed, making a mental note to check out the software again, make sure Karen hasn’t gone rouge.

“Yes Tony, y/n’s and her baby’s.” A million thoughts just went through my mind. And none of them were good.

“Her baby’s?”

“Yes, y/n is 2 weeks along, in a very healthy pregna-“

“Karen call y/n!”

“Calling Miss y/n.”

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AUTHORS NOTE: @just4muggles I hope this lives up to what you wanted if not I’m sorry, I got a little carried away and kind of made this a Peter x Y/N story as well so sorry for that, enjoy!

SUMMARY: Y/N Stark loses hearing in her right ear, her whole family are there for her 100% as she struggles to adjust, but with the help of family and friends anything is possible.

PAIRINGS: Peter Parker x Y/N Stark, Y/N x Tony (father!daughter), Y/N x Avengers.

WARNINGS: Language, fluff, angst.

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Resting my chin in my hand I tried to focus on whatever bullshit was being taught at the front of the class, when it became clear that I wasn’t going to be able to focus on anything being said I let my forehead fall onto the table in front of me. A slight ringing sound filled my right ear, thinking nothing of it I brought my hand up and pressed it against my ear to try and disperse the sound, as the sound began to increase I lifted my head from the table to look around, as I was scanning the room to check if anyone else was hearing it my eyes caught MJ looking at me with furrowed brows.

“Y/N/N are you ok?” She asked as she reached for my hand giving it a squeeze, I shook my head as the ringing began to get louder I pulled my hand from hers and covered my ears trying to stop the pain that was shooting through me, I hadn’t realised that I’d let out a scream until I lifted my head to see the whole class was now looking directly at me, as the teacher began to move towards me I shot up from my seat, leaving everything behind I bolted from the school.

••

As I saw the compound come into view I let out a brief sigh of relief, I sprinted past everyone who tried to talk to me and made my way straight to my bedroom, once inside I slammed the door behind me before going into the bathroom and locking myself in. I leant against the wall opposite the door and sank down onto the cold floor, tears flowed freely as I sat hiding my face between my bent knees.

“BUB OPEN THE DOOR!” Dad shouted pounding on the door in front of me, I saw the handle being jiggled repeatedly, I sucked in a breath not ready to face my family and tell them what was happening if I told them that made it real and I wasn’t ready to accept that just yet, the next voice to speak up was Steve.

“Y/N OPEN THE DOOR OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KICK IT DOWN!” He bellowed in his all too famous Captain America voice, I shook my head curling further into myself praying that if I ignored the problem it would go away.

“THERE IS NO NEED TO SWEAR STEVEN, A GOD IS ALREADY HERE!” Thor responded in his normal voice which was loud enough for me to hear despite the deafening ringing in my ears, I heard more heavy banging coming from the other side of the door.

“MOVE AWAY FROM THE DOOR I’M KICKING IT IN!” I opened my mouth to retort that I was fine but all that came out was another whimper of pain, seconds later the door was being broken from its hinges to reveal Steve filling the doorway worry covering his chiselled features. I saw the rest of the team standing behind him uncertainty on all of their faces, Dad pushed past Steve falling on his knees in front of me.

He put his hands on both sides of my face and wiped my tears away with his thumbs, “What happened Bub?” He looked deep into my blood shot eyes trying to assess what was wrong, I shook my head as more tears fell, he pulled me into his lap and rocked me back and forth as I cried into his chest.

Wanda came to crouch in front of me where I sat still wrapped in my Dads arms on the bathroom floor, she held her hand out silently asking for permission, I moved one of my hands away from my ears and placed it in her upturned one, she closed her other hand on top of mine, as her eyes shone red I saw her expression change from worry to sadness, she gave my hand a quick squeeze before looking at Dad behind me.

“She needs to go to the med bay.” She spoke in her sweet Sokovian accent.

“WHO DARES HURT LADY Y/N, I WILL CRUSH THEM!” Thor boomed from behind Wanda, she turned to face the team.

“Nobody hurt her, but she is hurting so we need to move.” She shooed the team away from the door as Dad helped me to my feet, he held my hand tightly in his as he led me out off the bathroom and towards the med bay, the rest of the team following quickly behind us.

••

I sat on the bed picking at the skin around my nails while Dr. Cho used an otoscope to check my ears, after she had done multiple scans of my brain and taken a couple vials of blood she sent me for a hearing test. After the test was completed she brought me back into the room and sat me on the bed, I sat with my legs crossed pulling at the loose seem on the hospital gown I was wearing, the door slowly opened and she returned with Dad in tow, he came to the side of my bed and sat down pulling my shaking hand into his larger hand, he ran his thumb over my knuckles trying to soothe the anxiousness I was feeling.

“I’m sorry to tell you this Y/N but you have a total loss of hearing in your right ear.” Despite the agonising ringing in my ear I heard every word she said clear as day, “We’re not sure what caused it, all your scans and bloods came back clear, do you have any questions?” I shook my head still in shock over what she had just told me, “I’m sorry Y/N/N.” She gave my arm a gentle squeeze as she left the room.

As the door closed a tear slipped from my eye, I quickly wiped it away as Dad looked over at me, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him, as I gripped his shirt more tears silently fell from my face and onto his chest, I cried myself to sleep as Dad reassured me everything would be ok.

••

I lay on my bed staring up at the ceiling, the crackling and ringing in my ear slowly driving me insane, I took a deep breath trying to hold my shit together.

“FUCKK!” I threw myself off the bed and stormed over to my desk, I swiped my arms across it throwing everything upon it onto my bedroom floor, I stalked over to my full length mirror, as I looked into I hardly recognised the person staring back, in just two weeks I had lost a considerable amount of weight, my skin had paled and my once luscious hair was dry and dead, more tears filled my eyes the longer I looked at myself, I screamed as I repeatedly threw my fists into the mirror instantly shattering it, blood poured from my knuckles as the broken pieces of glass penetrated my skin.

As I continued my rampage a pair of arms wrapped around me pulling me away from the destruction and into the hall, I thrashed in the arms that held me close to the muscled chest attached to them, “Shhhh, it’s ok Doll, just breathe.” At the sound of Buck’s voice in my ear my body gave in, I slumped against his solid chest, he turned me around in his arms and picked me up bridal style before making his way to the common room.

••

Once my breathing was back to normal and I had finally stopped crying I pulled my head away from where It rested in the crook of Bucky’s neck to look at him, “How did you get into my room, the door was locked and I hacked F.R.I.D.A.Y to not let anyone in?” I questioned him with curious eyes, I felt his chest rumble below me as he laughed.

“I kicked it in.” He responded with a smirk as he squeezed me closer to his side.

“What is with you Super Soldiers and kicking in my doors?” I quipped back with a small smile dancing on my lips.

“Well we wouldn’t need to keep kicking them in if you didn’t keep locking us out.” He poked my cheek and laughed, I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him, “I mean fair enough lock those other losers out, but I draw the line at locking me out Doll, I’m too cool for that shit.” I buried my head back into the side of his neck to muffle the laugh I let out, I could feel him staring at me.

“Stop staring at me you creeper.” I pushed the side of his face with my bloodied hand to make him look away.

Before he had the chance to reply the elevator doors opened and the rest of the team entered, “We’re home Tin Man.” Dad called out not yet seeing me curled into the side of Bucky, as they walked further into the room Dad froze, “Do my eyes deceive me or is that my daughter?” He questioned rubbing his eyes.

“Shut up Old Man.” I rolled my eyes and sat up straight to see the rest of the team staring at me with huge smiles on their face, “Oh my God, I’m going back to my room if you don’t stop looking at me like that.” I pushed myself up from Bucky’s lap and began to walk to the elevator, as I passed Dad he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into a hug, I was soon squashed in the centre of a bone crushing group hug.

“Guys I can’t breathe!” I tapped Dads back and he kissed my cheek before stepping back, the rest of the team following suit, a pair of soft hands gently pull mine up, I turned to see Nat turning my hands over in her own examining my bloodied knuckles, she looked back to me and with raised eyebrows.

“I may or may not have punched the mirror.” I admitted trying to avoid all the eyes on me, “I also may or may not have trashed my room.” I pulled my hands from her grasp and turned to leave only to come into contact with a solid wall of muscle, “Seriously Steve? Can you move out of the way please?” I looked up to him with my best puppy dog eyes and stuck out my bottom lip trying to make him cave.

“Nope.” He popped the ‘P’ and turned me back around to face the rest of the team, I turned my head to look back at Steve.

“Traitor.” I whispered to him making him smirk before I turned back around.

“So do you want to tell us what happened while we were gone?” Nat asked her arms crossed in front of her.

“Hmmm… Not really.” I shrugged.

“This is serious Y/N.” Dad scowled at me, I threw my head back and let out a sigh.

“She had a little meltdown, nothing I couldn’t handle, we’re fine now, right Doll?” I looked back at Bucky who was standing next to Steve.

“Right, so if you don’t mind I’m going back to my room.” As I went to move around Dad he grabbed my arm again, I threw my head back and let out an annoyed groan.

“Stay in one of the spare rooms tonight, just until you’re room gets sorted out.” I nodded giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before heading for the elevator, “And don’t hack F.R.I.D.A.Y to lock us out again!” He called as the doors opened and I stepped in.

“No promises.” I smirked as the doors closed, once I was alone I leant my head against the wall of the elevator trying to regain my composure.

••

I found myself yet again staring at the ceiling the only difference this time was that it wasn’t my own room, as I crept further into my pit of despair there was a knock at the door, I pushed myself up on my elbows as the door opened slowly.

“Hey Kiddo.”

“Hey Clint.” I replied pulling myself up against the headboard into a sitting position.

“How are you feeling?” He asked as he sat next to me on the bed and nudged my shoulder with his.

“I’m fine, I asked Helen to clean up my knuckles, she put them in the cradle, they’re good as new.” I held my hands up for him to see as I clenched and unclenched them.

“That’s not what I meant Y/N/N.” He turned his head to the side to look at me.

“I know.” I fiddled with my hands in my lap until Clint put his hands over mine making me look up at him.

“So how are you really?”

“I mean if I’m being honest I’m probably not handling it that well.” I admitted, “It’s just not what I was expecting, I mean the ringing is all the time, like what the fuck is that shit? I thought going deaf meant quiet not loud ass ringing all the fucking time.” I threw my hands up in a huff, Clint let out a chuckle and gave my leg a pat.

“Listen to me Y/N, things are always going to be shit before they get better, but you’ve got to get through the bad times to get to the good.” He held my small hand in his larger rougher one, “But so many new experiences will come from this and you’ll be a better person for it in the end, believe me I know. However you need to start taking care of yourself Y/N/N, you can’t hide out in your room forever and you need to start eating properly, we miss you Kid.”

“I miss you guys too.” I leant my head against his shoulder as he pulled me into his side.

“You know a certain superhuman spider has been over every day for the past two weeks asking about you.” He smirked down at me.

“Oh my God Clint, shut up!” I pushed his arm away from me while he laughed at my embarrassment.

“Hey, I just call it how I see it.” He held his hands up in defence, “But as your favourite Uncle I demand to know when you two are finally going to admit you’re in love with each other.”

“Who said you were my favourite Uncle?” He let out a loud gasp and held his hand to his heart, I sprung off the bed and ran out of the room, Clint was quick to follow, taking the stairs two at a time I burst into the common room startling the members of the team who occupied it, throwing myself onto the sofa I pulled Steve’s arm over me to protect myself from Clint.

“What did you do this time?” Steve asked as I pulled his arm around me tighter.

“Why do you automatically assume that I’m the one that’s to blame?” I scoffed at him as Clint came bounding through the doors and pointed his finger at me as he walked towards where I sat on the sofa between Nat and Steve.

“Nat you’re not going to believe what just happened!” He ranted as he flung his arms all over the place to emphasise how big a deal it was, “This little hooligan right here, my ONLY Niece just said that I wasn’t her favourite Uncle, I mean can you believe that shit, I mean me not her favourite Uncle?!” He exclaimed as Nat tried her best not to laugh at him, he turned to look at me and once again pointed, “And to think I was going to teach you ASL so we could talk about these suckers right in front of their faces.”

“I never said you weren’t my favourite Uncle.” He scoffed at me as he crossed his arms in front of him, “I love you all equally, but if you want to teach me ASL I am so down for that shit!”

“Language.” Steve spoke up as he carried on watching the TV in front of him.

“But only if you teach me how to swear so that Captain I Never Swear over hear isn’t saying language at me every five minutes.” I felt Steve squeeze me into his side as he smirked still focused on the TV.

“Deal.” Clint shook my hand before pulling me up to start teaching me ASL.

••

It had been a little over two months since losing the hearing in my right ear, since then Dad had made a hearing aid similar to the ones that Clint wore, I had put back on all of the weight I lost and was finally starting to feel like myself again.

As we sat around the table waiting for dinner to arrive Clint and I signed back and forth.

‘So, have you told Peter how you feel yet?’

‘No, Clint because there’s nothing to tell.’ I replied with a roll of my eyes.

‘Bullshit.’ He smirked from across the table.

‘You should tell him how you feel Y/N.’ Nat joined in from next to Clint.

‘I always forget that you can tell what we’re talking about!’ I let my hands fall to the table with a huff as Nat and Clint laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Bucky asked from next to me.

“Nothing.” I replied with a smile.

‘You want to do something to pass the time?’ Clint asked with a mischievous look in his eyes, I instantly sat up straight.

‘Hell yes!’ I grinned at him.

‘You know I’m always up for a bit of fun.’ Nat smirked from across the table.

‘Ok, so nobody else knows what we’re saying, so lets see how long it takes before they have enough and tell us to stop.’ Nat and I both nod at the plan.

‘I’ll go first.’ Clint and Nat both nodded, I turned to look at Bucky who was talking to Steve who sat across the table, when he felt me looking at him he turned to face me with one brow raised, I pulled my eyebrows together and made a face of confusion at him before turning back to face Nat and Clint and signing to them. ‘Do you think If I stare at him and then sign to you he’ll think we’re talking about him?’ They both looked at a confused Bucky before nodding their heads in unison.

“What are you saying?” He questioned from next to me both his brows pulled tightly together.

“Nothing.” I giggled at him as Nat and Clint laughed from across the table.

Nat scanned her eyes over Steve who sat next to her, she made a noise which pulled his attention, he sat up straighter in his seat while she observed him before turning back towards Clint and I as I took a sip of water she signed. ‘Steve wears tops so tight that sometimes I think his nipples are going to cut through them.’

I spat the water that was in my mouth all over myself as we all burst out laughing gaining the attention of everyone at the table.

“Alright new rule, no signing at the table.” Steve demanded as he looked at Clint, Nat and I who were still recovering.

‘Well that didn’t take long.’

“What did I just say Y/N?” Steve gave me a pointed look as I held my hands up in surrender.

“Food’s here!” Peter called as he and Dad stepped out of the elevator with about ten boxes of pizza in hand, as they set them in the middle of the table and everyone spread them out Peter took his seat next to me, “Why are you covered in water?” He questioned with a raised brow.

“I’ll tell you later.” I laughed as Steve and Bucky both gave me shit eye.

••

After everyone had finished stuffing themselves on way too much pizza we all shuffled into the common room to spread out and relax.

“I’m getting another drink does anybody want anything while I’m up?” A chorus of ‘no thank you’ and ‘nope’ came from the mass of superhero’s lounging on the sofas and floor all of them focusing on the TV in front of them.

After getting a bottle of water I made my way to the balcony to cool off, as I leant against the railing letting the breeze flow through my hair I heard the door slide open and footsteps approach from behind me, I turned to face Peter as he stared out into the night.

“I saw you come out here, wanted to check that you were ok.” He said not looking over at me.

“I’m good, there’s just a lot going on, being outside calms me.” I felt him looking at me so I turned to face him, he smiled that perfect smile of his that I’ve been in love with for years.

“Anything I can help with?” He questions moving closer to me, I took a deep breath before signing to him.

‘I love you.’ It felt like a huge weight had been lifted even though Peter had no idea that I’d just confessed my love for him, his face grew into an even bigger smile before he pulled me in to his arms and kissed me softly. Holy shit balls, Peter was kissing me, he was actually kissing me! When he pulled back he moved his hands in front of him and began to sign.

‘I love you too.’

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shiro and matt calling each other by their actual names is my new religion

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A/N: Haven’t ever written a pregnancy fic or a Harrington-Reader fic. Lots of firsts! Hope it’s not terrible.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Harrington!Reader

Description: Anon requested: could you please do a billy Hargrove X Harrington reader imagine where the reader finds out she is pregnant with billy’s baby and she is scared to tell her brother And billy

Work Count: 5949

Complete Story Warnings: Mentions of Sex, Blood & Abuse

There it was, the dreaded circle in the vial you had gotten from the pregnancy test you’d bought three towns over and still said was for a friend. How could something so little, mean something so earth shattering? You let out a shaky sigh and checked the box for the third time, making sure you were right and you were. You put your face in your hands and let out a shaky breath.

“Fuck,” you whispered and felt yourself beginning to panic. Your mind raced as you tried to make some sort of plan in your head. You’d been sneaking around with your boyfriend Billy Hargrove for over a year. Not because of your parents but because of your brother. Steve did not approve of Billy, they hated each other. Their alpha male personalities did not leave room for understanding on either side.

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Starlight Saviour (Chapter Two) -- Billy Hargrove

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Summary: Being Steve Harrington’s younger sister and the notorious girlfriend of Billy Hargrove is hell. Especially when your boyfriend becomes infected and you’re the only one willing to step between him and the monster.

Warnings: Injury descriptions, angst

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!Harrington!reader

Word Count: 2k+

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