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shieldofiron · 9 months
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New askie XD Re8 Billy and Re8 Lucas, thinking about how Lucas is different from his siblings but also thinking Billy doesn't love him like his sisters
Askie and you shall receive. I had to look up some re8 stuff so if it’s slightllllly ooc, oops. Hints of Lucas x Dustin because helloooo it’s so cute.
Lucas sat and stared sullenly into the cell of his captive. The other boy stared back, his button nose occasionally wrinkling into a scowl.
Lucas didn’t deign to respond. He’d already bared his teeth once and seen the fear in the other boy’s eyes. He didn’t need to do it again.
He was used to being the other one. First in the village, when their family one of so few Black families that they stuck out like sore thumbs. And then when he had changed, and changed again. Even in a family of monsters it was possible to be different.
The lord still called the humans captives, although daily the little man thing, Steve, crept closer into their lives. Lucas could see the way he flattered their lord, trying to charm him into releasing himself and his son Dustin.
He wondered idly if Dustin would ever try to charm Lucas. He looked into the cell and tried to imagine it. His face going sweet and soft… no. Dustin scowled at Lucas again, tossing a rock against the door.
“You don’t have to watch me, you know,” Dustin groused. “Not like I’m going anywhere.”
“I know,” Lucas picked up his wrist rocket, handling it delicately. His hands were larger and stronger than they had been in his human life, and they tested the strength of his toy, the last vestiges of who he had been. It was good to remember, he thought. The strength of human things.
He raised it and aimed with no projectile, and still, Dustin ducked.
His sisters had forgotten their human lives, abandoned them with little care, but Lucas still felt it. Inside the thing inside of the wolf, he was still a village boy. He still wished for things that might be impossible. Maybe it was because he was older before Vecna had experimented on him and his sister. Maybe it was because he had known of the lord before Vecna brought Lucas and Erica here, that he still felt a frisson of fear when his lord came near. Lord Billy was known far and wide for his dislike of men. His sisters said Lucas was the exception, and that had once comforted him. Now the man thing Steve was here, and Lucas was beginning to feel like he was no exception at all.
Then again, before Dustin, Lucas didn’t know he could have those sort of feelings either. Those human feelings that grew from the lonely village boys heart, somewhere deep inside him. Longing and wishing sorts of things.
Lucas loaded a rock into the wrist rocket.
“Little Wolf,” His Lord’s shadow fell over the antechamber, “Don’t play with your food before you eat it.”
Lucas raised his aim and took out a single lit candle, the rock brushing just so against the wick and leaving the taper upright.
“I don’t know what you mean,” Lucas calmly loaded another rock, “Mother.”
Lord Billy smirked, sauntering in and resting his hip against the heavy wooden chest where Lucas sat.
“What is this, Little Wolf?” Lord Billy reached towards the wrist rocket but Lucas pulled it back. He had seen all too clearly what Lord Billy’s strength could do when he didn’t take care.
Lord Billy frowned, “Did you take it from our little captive?”
Dustin huffed in his cell, tugging on an errant curl. It was getting long from being kept here, not as long as Lord Billy’s, but long, light brown and looking soft as silk.
Not that Lucas had noticed. He wanted no part of the man thing and his son.
“No, it’s mine,” Lucas raised it once more. “I don’t take it out often. Erica threatened to break anything from our… p-parents.”
Lord Billy just watched, saying nothing. Though this likely meant punishment, Lucas exhaled slowly and released, blowing out another candle.
“Hey,” Dustin slammed against the bars of the door, “I only have so many of those a day, and it’s like the cask of Amontillado in here.”
“If only,” Lord Billy drawled, looking lazily in Dustin’s direction.
Lucas lowered the wrist rocket to his lap, waiting for the inevitable storm of rage to blow his way.
His sisters were so much more adept at pleasing the lord. They could dance and carry on with each other. Perhaps Lucas had been too old when he was brought to the Lord. He still did not entirely know his place here, even after all these years.
“Me too,” Lord Billy said, pulling something from his pocket. “My mother’s.”
He unsheathed a knife, so small in his massive hand. It was rough, a kitchen knife that had been crudely sharpened on both sides.
“She tried to kill my father with it,” Lord Billy smiled softly.
“Why do you keep it?” Lucas asked.
“To remember her courage,” Lord Billy turned it over in his hand and then slid his glittering blue eyes to the wrist rocket, “Why do you?”
“It is good, I think, to know how to handle human things without breaking them,” Lucas tugged on the straps, holding back his strength so it pulled smoothly, slowly. “Call it dexterity.”
His Lord looked without seeing at the cell in front of them and Lucas knew without him saying so that he was thinking of the man thing, Steve. Whatever Steve’s motives, something about that man softened Lucas’s Lord. Perhaps he reminded Lord Billy of the human thing deep inside himself. Perhaps, even after a hundred years, Lucas would still look at things, at stubborn boys and small knives, and yearn.
“Will you ever stop teaching me things, Little Wolf?” Lord Billy finally said, his face breaking into a fond smile, “You and your sisters. I am old. Let me rest.”
Lucas scoffed, “No, never.”
Lord Billy’s smile was as warm as Lucas had ever seen it, and in it he saw who Lord Billy must have been long ago. There was a boyishness there under the centuries that had never left the Lord. Lucas hoped it never would.
“What the hell are you guys talking about?” Dustin asked, his nose wrinkled into a scowl again. Lucas would like to kiss that scowl away.
“Quiet,” Billy tipped his chin up, “You are most tiresome boy child. I am already not fond of boy children, you test my patience.”
“I’m the same age as him,” Dustin threw a hand towards Lucas, “And I’m not being tiresome. Ever since I’ve got here, you all just speak in riddles and threats, riddles and threats.”
Lord Billy flicked his wrist, sending the small knife flying. It embedded itself deeply in the wood just to the left of Dustin’s outstretched arm. Dustin paled.
“If you do not like riddles, all I have left is threats,” Lord Billy roared. “Tiresome boy.”
Dustin tightened the hands he’d folded around himself protectively, “Lucas is a boy.”
“Lucas,” Lord Billy said with a frigid chill, “Is my boy. I would think you would know this by now.”
A warm feeling swept through Lucas’s chest, like moonlight falling on a peaceful forest.
Dustin just rolled his eyes, “Go on then. With the threats.”
Lucas hastened to his feet and adopted Lord Billy’s bored bearing, “Mother, can we go do literally anything else. The human bores me again.”
Lord Billy’s eyes passed over the both of them, and then he smiled, sly and sharp as a knife, “You and I, Little Wolf. Do we have the same taste in everything?”
Lucas’s lip trembled, but he stood firm, “Mother. I-“
Lord Billy smiled, exposing one gleaming fang, shaking his head, “You and I… it is good that we remember how to touch human things with dexterity. Come, let’s find your sisters.”
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kennahjune · 9 months
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I Just—
Dustin going to Steve for the relationship in advice in s2 and Steve rightfully assuming Dustin has a crush on Max but actually he’s had a crush on Lucas since the goddamn 4th grade and literally where tf did Max come from?
Idk just random Henclair thoughts cause they’re underrated :)
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leafysoupp · 2 years
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A list of all of my ST ships so far🤷🏾‍♂️
Byclair (Lucas x Will) THEY ARE SO CUTE AND I ADORE THEM!!! Bisexual Non-binary Lucas and Gay Will!
ELMAXXX (El x Max, Big surprise there) THEY ARE SUCH GFS!! Bisexual Trans Max, Lesbian Asexual enby El! (T4t. No critisim)
HENCLAIR!! (Lucas x Dustin) BOYFRIENDS FR! Bisexual enby Lucas n Asexual trans Dustin!! (T4t bc I said so.)
STONATHAN!!! (Johnathan x Steve) Enimes to lovers fr. Bisexual Steve and (They r t4t)
RONANCE <3 (Robin x Nancy) SOFT GFS! RONANCE? ROMANCE Bisexual trand Nancy and Lesbian demigirl Robin! (...T4t.)
JARGYLE!! (Johnathan x Argyle) THEY R CHAOTIC BFS!!!! Bisexual trans Johnathan, Pansexual trans Argyle :) (Can u guess what I'm gonna say? T4t.) I think that's about it?? In conclusion, Gays.
(Update: Byclair is happening. Not exactly sure where this fits into all this...)
(GUYS I LIKE STONATHAN MORE THAN STEDDIE THINGS R CHANGING???)
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honknam · 2 years
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girls on film!
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I love Dustin dynamic with his boyfriends sister
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laz-kay · 2 years
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Lucas: Guys, there's a monster under my bed and it's really ugly.
Dustin, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck y o u.
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bowiebond · 2 years
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Queern’t
An Asexual Dustin One-Shot
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Henclair + Background Lumax & Dusuzie, Elmax mentioned
CW: Cheating (without intent), minor internalised homophobia, discussions about sex/sexuality, implied autistic Dustin (*cough* projection *cough*)
“What’s it feel like when you kiss Max?” Lucas paused their game and slowly turned to him.
“…Don’t you have a girlfriend?” Lucas squinted with his lip hitched up on one side, in a confusion-induced sneer.
“Yeah?” Dusting frowned and turned to look back at him. “That’s why I’m asking.”
“Why would you need to know about me kissing Max then? Do you still have a thing for her?”
“Max? No! Ew.” Dustin grimaced. “No, man, I don’t like Max. Not like that. That was so two years ago.”
“Okay, okay,” Lucas rolled his eyes and placed his controller down, shifting his body to face Dustin’s, giving him his complete attention. “Explain the thought process behind your question.”
“Well,” Dusting floundered for a moment, throwing his own controller down with a huff, mirroring Lucas’ body language. “Suzie and I have kissed.”
“Yeah, she likes it better without the teeth, I hear.” Lucas pushed his lips out as he nodded and Dustin shoved him in the chest, earning a short laugh.
“Shut up! Look, I just…Suzie’s hot. I think she’s hot. And she’s got all these rules about our relationship cause she’s Mormon and stuff. Which I’m completely fine with!” Dustin added quickly. “It’s just…I’m completely fine with it.”
“Fine with what?”
“The whole…” Dustin leaned in closer and dropped his voice to a whisper as if they weren’t already alone. “Waiting until marriage, you know?”
“I’m confused. You’re upset because…you respect your girlfriends boundaries?” Lucas tried to rephrase to make sense of it and Dustin groaned.
“No! Yes. Kind of.” Dustin buried his face in the back of the couch as Lucas grinned at his friends suffering.
“And you’re asking me what it feels like to kiss my girlfriend because…?” Lucas waited for his response with a slowly turning hand.
“Because when I kiss Suzie, I don’t feel like it’s some big thing! Isn’t it supposed to be?” Dustin looked up with genuine distress on his features, brows downturned and pinched, brown eyes big and a little glossy. The instinct to comfort his friend made Lucas’ body feel bigger, breathing in and filling out his broadening frame as he sat straighter.
“I don’t know. Kissing is just…kissing, Dustin.”
“But it’s supposed to feel like something. Like— like electricity.” Dustin perked up as he remembered. “That’s what Steve told me. You start kissing, and then you wanna do more, and it’s just like…a-a sexual current.”
“Okay…” Lucas considered his words, mulling them over. “I don’t know if Steve is the best person to go to about relationship issues. The guy can’t keep one.”
“He’s working on it.” Dustin winced a little after he said it. “I don’t feel like that with Suzie. When we kiss. I should, shouldn’t I? She’s my girlfriend, and I do love her.”
“Woah, love?” Lucas put a hand up, a tad shocked. “Really?”
“Well, you love Max, don’t you?” Dustin’s eyes widened. “Do you?”
“Of course! We’ve been dating like, almost three years. On and off.” Lucas pursed his lips. “Last week ended our longest relationship so far. Three months. But I’ll get her back by the end of this week, I’m sure of it.”
Dustin pursed his lips, mimicking Lucas’ expression before frowning.
“Yeah, that’s kind of sad, man. I love Max, great friend, but she dumps you like…all the time.”
“And I win her back every time!” Lucas gave a winning smile like he was in an inspiring ad, but it didn’t make Dustin’s deadpan stare fade. Lucas sighed, shoulders dropping. “Okay, so we aren’t the perfect couple, she’s stubborn, I’m an idiot, but we work! I do…love her. I can see us always being together. She’s a great friend and not a bad kisser.” He admitted with a coy shrug.
“Isn’t she like the first girl you’ve kissed though? How would you know if it’s good or bad?” Dustin scratched at his head as he considered his own question.
“I don’t know. We had to learn together. And when I kiss her, I feel good, so she must be good enough.”
“You feel good? Like…” Dustin glanced downwards and Lucas felt his cheeks tingle.
“I mean—! Sometimes. Not all the time. Kissing is…it does lead to stuff. But me and Max haven’t, like…she’s not ready. I respect that.” Lucas’ face was starting to burn now, embarrassed, but he tried to play it cool.
“But you are? Ready, I mean.”
“I mean, what guy isn’t? It’s like, all we think about.” Lucas joked and Dustin looked away, cheeks blooming pink. Unlike Lucas, he couldn’t play it off when it was so plain on his face.
“I…don’t.”
“What, like ever?” Lucas frowned. “You think about it at least like…once a day, right? Don’t you wanna do that with Suzie one day? After you’re married.” Lucas rolled his eyes a little as he tacked the last part on.
“Of course!” Dustin quickly exclaimed. “It’s sex! Who doesn’t— what guy doesn’t…Think about it. All the time.” His lips thinned as he smiled tightly. Lucas wasn’t stupid. He’d known Dustin for years. He could spot one of his lies from a million miles away.
“Do you think it…like at all?” Lucas prompted softly and Dustin’s lips moved without sound before he sighed.
“Sometimes. Like…Suzie will send me a photo in the mail and she’ll be wearing white so you kinda…see her bra,” Dustin mumbled the words like his observation was supposed to be a secret. “And yeah I go ‘that’s nice’ but I don’t…have the urge to have sex with her.”
“Like at all?” Lucas squinted with furrowed brows. “You don’t even think about, like, what she looks like under the shirt?”
“It’s a nice thought sometimes.” Dustin admitted. “But I don’t get hot and bothered over it. Honestly when it comes to actually doing it…it just seems like a lot of work.” He sighed and laid back against the couch with pursed lips.
“I’d rather talk to her about comics and D&D, and her newest science project. Hold her hand. Maybe…cuddle while we watch a movie.” His face was steadily getting redder, unable to meet Lucas’ eyes as he picked at his nails with his other hand. He worried his bottom lip between his teeth. “I just…feel like I’m behind everyone when it comes to that stuff. We’re sixteen and I…don’t even wanna fuck my girlfriend of two and a half years.”
“Are you…like…” Lucas tried to find a way to say it that didn’t seem accusatory. “Gay?”
“Gay?” Dustin whipped around to look at him like he was crazy. “I’m not gay.”
“My bad!” Lucas put his hands up in surrender. “Nothing wrong with it if you are. We both know Will is…different.”
“Will being gay is whatever, it’s Will.” Dustin scoffed. “I’m not gay though.”
“Well, I mean, you don’t seem interested in Suzie.” Lucas pointed out, confused as Dustin was. “You don’t even like kissing her.”
“I like kissing!” Dustin defended. “It’s just…I thought it would be this big thing, is all. Fireworks and electric tension. But it’s not. It’s just nice, kissing Suzie. I like kissing my girlfriend.”
“It’s not fireworks for me and Max.” Lucas admitted with a shrug. “It’s-…okay, there is tension for us, but it’s why people make out, you know? Cause you don’t wanna have sex yet, but the build up is nice. Frustrating but hot.”
“Suzie and I made out once.” Dustin admitted with a small shrug. “She seemed into it. I got bored after twenty minutes and starting half watching the TV. I would have been happy to just cuddle! Or like…kiss her neck, but she’s got strict parents.”
“Are you sure you’re not gay?”
“How would I know?!” Dustin threw his hands up in the air. “We live in the middle of bumfuck nowhere! You think I can just waltz up to a guy, plant one of him and go, ‘yep, I’m into that’?”
He shoved Lucas for the dumb question.
“I guess you’re not wrong.” Lucas snickered, shoving back. Dustin narrowed his eyes and pushed him again. Lucas kicked up a brow. “You really wanna do that?”
“Bring it.” Lucas laughed as he launched from his seat to tackle Dustin, the curly haired boy screeching despite his tough talk. If Lucas had anything on Dustin, it was his brawn.
Dustin put up a decent fight though, shoving his face and tugging at his jacket in a lame attempt as throwing him off the couch, which only happened when Lucas decided there wasn’t enough room to headlock him on the cushions.
They hit the ground hard, Dustin giving a winded groan as Lucas shoved him onto his front and sat on his back to wrap his arm securely around his neck.
“Tap out! Tap it!”
“Uncle!”
“Wrong game, man.” Lucas laughed, Dustin smacking the floor twice before Lucas let up, falling against him with a belly laugh that nearly brought him to tears. “Uncle?”
“It’s all I could think of. My brain went blank.” Dustin wheezed under his weight and Lucas snorted, sitting back against the bottom of the couch as Dustin flopped onto his back.
Dustin took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
“What if I’m just…broken?” Dustin sighed heavily. “Like my junk just doesn’t work that way. Or— or something in my brain doesn’t send the right signals. Typical.”
“There’s nothing broken about you…unless you count your freaky collarbones.”
“Those are missing, not broken.” Dustin corrected with a fake, condensing smile.
“Maybe you’re just missing something then.” Lucas shrugged. “Maybe you love Suzie but you’re not…in love with her. And that’s why you don’t wanna sleep with her.”
“So what? I break up with her? It’s not you, it’s me?”
“I don’t know, man.” Lucas huffed. It was frustrating, not being able to help his friend. “I’m just shooting possibilities here.”
“Maybe I should kiss a guy.” Dustin thought out loud, staring at the ceiling glumly. “I don’t think I’m gay though. I never thought about it.”
Lucas watched Dustin watch the ceiling and sighed softly. He shifted his bent knees down to the floor and leant down, pressing a swift kiss to his lips. Dustin flinched and sat up with wide eyes, moving away just a few inches. That hurt weirdly enough, a cold chill permeating his body as he was scrutinised. He should be used to that by now as one of four black kids in all of Hawkins (Erica, Patrick and Jeff making up the other three).
“What?” He said defensively and Dustin floundered for a response.
“I have a girlfriend!” He finally settled on.
“Sorry. I thought I may as well save you the trouble. You didn’t feel anything, right? So you don’t have to break up with Suzie.” He shrugged, looking away.
“I— you still kissed me!” Dustin actually looked like he wanted to cry and guilt ate away at Lucas’ stomach. “You can’t just— I’m not like that, okay? I was joking. I thought out everyone I was to supposed to be the one who didn’t get jokes.” Dustin’s voice wobbled as his knees hiked up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them. Mirroring Lucas’ own actions.
“I’m sorry, okay? I wasn’t thinking.”
“…I thought you loved Max. You don’t kiss other people when you love someone.”
“I do love Max!”
“You basically just cheated!”
“Max and I are off right now!” Lucas was getting increasingly frustrated now. Who was Dustin to stick his nose in his feelings for Max? Unlike Dustin, Lucas could actually get it up for his girlfriend.
“Still! Emotional cheating!” Dustin cried, groaning and burying his face in his hands. “Why would you do that, man? That’s not normal.”
Lucas bristled at the words.
“What? You have a problem with gay people now? With Will?” Lucas spat and Dustin snapped his head up, glaring back.
“That’s not what I meant, Lucas. I meant kissing your friend. When you already love someone!”
“Max had this same dilemma!” Lucas broke. “She kissed El! When we were on.” He crossed his arms and huffed, sitting back too harshly. “Max said it meant nothing. She was just curious to figure out if she had feelings for girls too or not. It’s the same thing.”
“And what? You forgave her for cheating?”
“That’s not the point I’m trying to make, Dustin!” Lucas yelled and Dustin flinched, lips thinning with anger he was keeping to himself. Burning with a mix of shame and rage.
“What’s the point then?”
“I—“ Lucas found he couldn’t find the words. “The point is that…that kiss was just an experiment. You don’t have to feel guilty over it.”
“…You have soft lips.” Dustin admitted in a soft mumble, looking down with wet eyes.
“Thanks, man. I guess.” Lucas fiddled with his sleeve, suddenly feeling suffocated in the silent room. “So?”
“So?” Dustin blinked a few times, brows furrowed in confusion.
“Did you feel anything?” Lucas shrugged. “Like…something different to Suzie?”
“Not really.” Dustin scratched at his neck. “To be fair, we’re friends. I always like hanging out with you. And it was like, barely a kiss.”
“I’m not kissing you again.” Lucas warned and Dustin actually laughed.
“No, no, I just…maybe I’m just broken after all. I don’t…wanna fuck anyone. God, I’m dramatic, aren’t I?”
“No.” Lucas frowned. “Maybe it’s just…a ‘with time’ thing. Late bloomer.”
“I’m sixteen.”
“Okay, then, so what?” Lucas proposed with a shrug, hands out. “You don’t like sex. Or, at least the idea of doing it. You’re not ready, and if you never are…oh well. You got plenty of other great things about you to entertain any partner you decide to have.”
“You think?” Dustin said, voice small but hopeful as he looked up at Lucas through a few curls that hung down his forehead.
“Totally, dude.” Lucas smiled softly, hoping it was enough to reassure him. “You’ll figure it out. Whatever you are. Whoever you choose to be.”
Dustin broke into a toothy smile.
“Thanks, dude.”
“It’s cool. We’re friends, aren’t we? I’m happy to help.” As they picked up there controllers, Lucas ignored the twisting in his stomach at the thought of Max, likely waiting for him to win her back like he always did.
He would. If being black and unpopular wasn’t hard enough in this tiny midwestern town of Indiana, he didn’t need to add being queer to the list too.
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Me: *ships byler*
people: Oh, so you want El to end up alone?
Me: No, i also ship elmax
people: Oh, so you want Lucas to end up alone?
Me: no, I also ship Henclair.
People: oH, sO yOu WaNt SuZiE tO eNd Up Al-
Me: shut up.
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henniestclair · 2 years
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I love Henclair so much, after a rewatch of ST (early 2 seasons specifically), I noticed something.
Physical contact seems to be important between the two of them.
Dustin and Lucas spend a lot of time bickering/fighting. And it sometimes ends in physical fighting.
In general, they’re often close and Dustin felt comfortable enough to curl all the way up in that hospital chair to deliberately use Lucas’s shoulder as a pillow (which comes as a super interesting contrast to their constant outward disagreements with each other). Also towards the end of season one they start a bit of a fight in the basement and then they just continue on wrestling and roughhousing for a good while.
The other party members don’t tend to fight as much and if they do argue it usually doesn’t turn physical. From what I can recall that’s exclusively Dustin and Lucas. Also they just seem to make the most general contact out of the group with the exception of moments of danger, etc.
Seeing as I ship Henclair it’s sweet to think they feel the need to touch each other so much; even when they’re disagreeing and annoyance is running high they still take comfort in some type of contact (even if it is just slapping the other’s arm lol) Physical touch just seems to be an effective or important way of communicating for these two. They don’t express in words often how close they are with each other or how much they care or whatever but it definitely shows in little ways like this.
And it just occurred to me right now that maybe that’s why Dustin took notice specifically of when Lucas had been holding Max’s hand on the bus.
Because little physical things like that are kinda their thing.
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bylerclub · 2 years
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I want to see autumn vibe in S5 so much (Just like in S1) 😩🍂
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Beautiful combination.
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liightsnow · 2 years
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Lucas and Dustin really need to hold hands in season 5 or I'll riot
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cpressmn · 2 years
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no idea where some of you are getting the idea that dustin is the cishet friend of the group when he is canonically queer and dating lucas :/
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rybonucleic-ket · 1 year
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speaking of rare polyshipping in st
I propose
the og party
will/mike/lucas/dustin
henclair, byler, byclair, wheelclair, byerson, not 100% sure on their ship name but dustin and mike def need one??? wheelson? wheelhen? henler?
allow me to show you why it works
there's sm byler ev out there I'm not even gonna bother
but like
I think we do need to acknowledge that will and mike can also be shipped with dustin or lucas without being all "byler endgame 🤬🙄" "byler>>>>" because yeah, byler is amazing, but if you claim it's superior to all other ships and shit on people who ship the boys with other people just cuz it's not byler, you're doing the same thing as milevens who think milkvan is superior.
stop doing that.
anyway, rant over, look at the boys <3
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I've seen this scene interpreted as milkvan or henderhop so many times (no henderhop hate!!) because of el saving mike and the "she's our friend and she's crazy!"
but like
babe
are we really not gonna acknowledge that mike jumped off a fuckin cliff to his probable death to ensure dustin didn't get hurt????? like???? he cares about him so much????? babe. really. like.
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mike cares about all the boys sm <3
in this scene, and like, all of s1, dustin is the voice of reason in mike and lucas' stupid fights, which they, ahem, would never have solved without him
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when will talks about mike ruining the party, he doesn't just talk about the campaign or how he's hurting will, most of the speech is actually will upset that it's not just the four of them anymore
"Where's Dustin right now?" [mike silence] "See? you don't know and you don't even care. And obviously he doesn't either, and I don't blame him."
Will gets mad at Lucas and Mike for not trying to include Dustin, rather than at Dustin for not intentionally joining them; all four of them being included is really important to him.
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in s2, mike feels the same way about max, upset that she's taking up dustin and lucas' attention, not wanting a new addition to the party. he didn't want her to come between the four of them as a party. in this scene, he snaps at will for not telling him about max, mad that the other two are focused on her.
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after fucking up big time with will, lucas makes much more of an effort to actually apologize to him than mike does. js sayin. will literally told lucas he didn't need to and he still did, when will asked mike to explain, he said 'it's not my fault you don't like girls'
mike. babe. I'm sorry but that's fucked.
I feel like the four of them have the best dynamic together when it's all four of them, considering they help each other fix problems between other members of the party that wouldn't otherwise get fixed.
have some og party hugs
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starsarefire824 · 10 months
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I got so many good henclair prompts! I'm gonna pick 2 and roll with them!
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heartsforniall · 2 years
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Shout out to the gays,
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mardyart · 2 years
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teacher steve harrington
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