#and yeah he would play dumb like he does with dustin and d&d

[dreamofbecoming]

listen i know we all love steve “completely ignorant of queer culture to the point that bisexuality is a surprise” harrington being roasted and educated in turns by robin and eddie, yadda yadda, good stuff. i read “they made a horror version of rocky?” in a fic recently and cackled. also a big fan of “he knew he was bi from the start and just never talked about it” as a trope, love it excellent well done

but what about steve who realizes after starcourt that the most important person in his life now has this thing that’s a major part of her life that he knows nothing about, and what if he fucks it up? what if he says something ignorant or rude by accident, and hurts her? what if he loses her because he didn’t know the right thing to say? what if he can’t keep her safe because he doesn’t know what to look out for? absolutely fucking not, this steve says

and listen she’d never say anything, because she can tell that he can tell how much she likes teasing him and teaching him things, so he plays dumb, and she thinks it’s very sweet. but she notices when the zines she keeps under her bed that she buys at that one secret bookshop in indy when she can sneak away on family trips start going missing, always one at a time, and replaced in a few days with another disappearing. and she finds the new ones he must have gone to buy the weekend she was at her aunt’s house hidden in the back of his closet when she goes to steal one of his sweaters. and she notices when he slips more of her queerer movie recommendations into his personal take home pile rather than the movie night stack when he thinks she’s not looking.

she doesn’t notice when he drives to indianapolis after she tries to explain to him why she can’t just ask out a cute girl, tries to impress on him the fear attached to every moment of attraction that he simply has never had to feel, but later she finds a crumpled receipt from a diner in one of his jacket pockets when she’s looking for his keys, and the address is across the street from the bar the gorgeous woman at the bookstore told her about, the one she memorized the address of but hasn’t worked up the guts to think about visiting, and she knows he must have gone looking for a place like that, must have been trying to understand, must have been scoping it out to make sure it was somewhere she could feel safe, after she told him she never had.

so when eddie nearly pops a blood vessel when they clock each other and she mentions that steve is the only person she’s ever come out to before, her hackles come up. because she gets it, she does, he’s only known king steve until recently, so it makes sense that he would be afraid, be concerned for her safety.

but steve is her person, and no one- no one- has ever made her feel as protected or as cared for as he does. no one has ever tried as hard to understand her, no one has ever put so much work into making her feel safe and seen and loved. and she thinks maybe even if no one else ever does, that’s ok. because she has steve, and more importantly steve has her, and that means no one gets to question his ally credentials in her presence without a dressing down to remember, no matter how well they mean or how recently they helped save the world.

(and maybe she’s not as surprised as she could be when he figures out bisexuality all on his own, because she’s been reading all the same pamphlets he has, after all. and she’s seen the way he looks at eddie, i mean come on. maybe no one else has noticed, but then, nobody knows steve harrington like she does.)

#stranger things #steve harrington #robin buckley #platonic stobin #steddie #(if you squint) #this got away from me #i just really love love giving steve a bit more credit yk? #like yes he’s very stupid and he has a history of being self absorbed #and we love that about him #he’s very flawed and that makes him interesting #but i really feel like one of his defining traits is his need to be useful to the people he loves #combine that with his abandonment issues and i really feel like he would be scared of fucking up and losing robin #and yeah he would play dumb like he does with dustin and d&d #but i don’t believe he knows nothing about d&d after all this time and i don’t believe he would let himself know nothing about queer culture #i’m just so so attached to the idea of steve who knows that teasing him for being dumb is his friends’ love language with him #so he pretends to be dumber than he is so they have chances to explain things to him #also stobin sharing clothes is so so so important to me just putting that out there #anyway i just think they’re neat #my writing

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Eddie's Dream Girl 💫

Summary; Eddie meets his dream girl who just so happens to be Dustin's sister. She's performing at Hawkins High Talent shown and he's smitten.

Eddie Munson x Henderson Reader.

Warnings; none, swearing.

I'm aware Teenage Dirtbag didn't come out until 2000 so this is definitely an AU story.

As always I appreciate anyone who reblogs, comments and interacts with my work. 💫💞

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Eddie was not happy, he could have been planning the latest campaign at for Hellfire but no. Principal Higgins required mandatory attendance at this fucking talent show.

Corroded Coffin had performed so it wasn't all bad but if he had to listen to one more tone-deaf person he'd lose it.

Dustin was insistent they all come to this regardless if it was mandatory or not, the little butthead wouldn't say why, just that some girl would kill him if he didn't.

He seems very anxious for some reason and talks in hush tones with Mike. Principal Higgins has announced the newest band to perform but he barely pays attention.

Until she comes out, dressed in an Iron Maiden shirt, jeans and sneakers, a guitar which is a real beauty slung over her shoulder.

She's so beautiful that Eddie feels like he's been struck dumb.

"Won't y/n looks great". Mike says smiling to Dustin and he eyes the two of them stunned.

"How do you know her Henderson?Wheeler?". Mike looks confused and points to Dustin.

"Dude, she's Dustin's sister". Now this really does stun him and he glares at Dustin.

"Your sister is my dream woman Henderson and you didn't think about introducing us?".

Dustin gulps at his tone but then points to the stage as y/n and her band begin to perform.

Eddie is mesmerized as she begins to sing her song.

"Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby".

The song goes on and he gapes as she begins to rock out, her voice is perfection and she's a pro on the guitar.

Why the hell did Henderson not introduce them again?

"Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby".,

His mind goes blank when she catches his eye.

"Listen to Iron Maiden baby, with me?"

He's pretty sure he's just fallen head over heels in love.

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Once the show ends he follows Henderson as he goes to congratulate his sister.

"Y/n, that was fucking awesome". She beams and ruffles his hair.

"Awe thank you Dustykins". Dustin's eyes widen and he swears.

"Come on not in front of Eddie y/n, you promised". Dustin whines and he takes that as his cue to introduce himself.

"I'm Eddie". He holds out his hand and she takes it, sparks crackle in the air. They can both feel it.

For the first time in a while, Eddie feels nervous and smiles.

"Dustin never mentioned that he had a sister, it's nice to meet you y/n". She nods her eyes sparkling.

"You too, wanted to meet the famous Dungeon Master and ask to join his team?".

Yup, she's his dream. "You play D&D?". Dustin and y/n share a grin at this and she beams.

"Who do you think told Dustin to play in the first place?". Eddie takes no changes then and he decides to go on a whim and ask her out.

"So uh you wanna get out of here? Get a burger? milkshake. I know a good place". Dustin's eyes widen in horror as he realises what is happening.

"Oh shit". Y/n links her arms through his and giggles at Dustin's horrified look.

"Like a date Mr Munson?". He nods tentative, a little nervous but when she slips her hand through his, he grows more confident.

"Yeah, a date". The first of many, he's very sure of that.

🎸 💫

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine #stranger things eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n

[thestobingirlie]

I remember that in some interview Joe Keery gave he said that Steve didn’t think he was dumb, and that has stuck with me for a while. Writers love to treat him like’s never had an intelligent thought in his life and other characters act like they don’t know how he graduated high school, yet Steve, at least according to Joe Keery, thinks he’s smart. And that’s just tragic. Like, the idea that a person who believes that they are fairly intelligent and capable is constantly having to compete with this image created by those around them (this image of a braindead jock who needs his hand held through every explanation) is frustrating and super demoralizing. Especially because it seems that Steve knows what he’s talking about (and so does everyone else, they knew what he meant when he referenced the Germans) and just struggles to articulate it correctly.

A part of me has always wondered if the way his intelligence is treated partially influenced his decision not to play Dungeons and Dragons with the kids. The guy’s learning abilities are called into question so many times it isn’t even funny. Other characters harping on him for asking “dumb questions” is treated as a running joke and any time he suggests something its almost immediately written off. With all of that in mind, would it be crazy to say he would be hesitant to play a game involving a lot of math and player interaction? I can totally imagine Dustin (especially S4 Dustin) or Mike getting tired of having to remind him how stats work, and I can definitely see Steve trying to engage in the campaign as best he can but still doing it “wrong”. I know in the show he has no real interest in playing because he thinks it’s too nerdy, but I can’t help but wonder if some part of him is afraid of embarrassing himself.

Sorry for the wall of text.

i think it’s really interesting to consider, because in canon, yeah steve gets a little mocked, though i feel that’s written more for the audience to laugh at than an implication that the characters all think he’s an idiot.

but the way steve is treated in fanon actually kinda makes it heartbreaking to think that steve considers himself smart. because he is just constantly put down by everyone around him. like. steve is smart! but the way people constantly over exaggerate steve forgetting the right names for him, and have all the characters laugh at him every time he says the wrong thing. really, how long until steve would start to just feel like utter shit.

and i do think that’s interesting! i think in canon, steve probably just isn’t that into d&d, but in fanon, i wouldn’t be surprised if he just doesn’t want to spend a couple hours getting laughed at. (and yeah, i do not like the way s4 dustin and steve’s relationship is portrayed, and it is one of my many pains over this season.)

#steve harrington #dustin henderson #stranger things #asks #anon

[lightmeuplivly]

The New Girl

eddie munson x reader

summary: there is a a new girl at hawkins high who seems to have a crush on someone

warnings: none I don't think

word count: 1.3k

(mot proof read)

(not my gif)

Who was that? You had just walked into the Hawkins High lunchroom for the first time. You moved to Hawkins last week to start your senior year because your dad got a new job here. When you walked in you saw this boy. Could you really call him a boy? He really looked like a man. But he was so hot. You saw him yelling while walking across his table. You couldn’t take your eyes off him. He had brown eyes, dark curly hair, and his hands had these cool rings on them. After that lunch you were determined to get to know him.

The next day you saw him leaned up against his van. You found out his name was Eddie Munson and that he sold weed. Your friend Max told you. She was a freshman but she was still nice. You spent that whole day just staring at him. He was so pretty. That day you also met a few other freshmen, Mike, Dustin and Lucas. They were really nice and helpful. You noticed that Mike and Dustin sat next to Eddie at lunch and got the courage to ask them a few questions about him.

“How are you guys friends with Eddie?” you asked as innocently as you could.

“Oh we play D&D with him,” Dustin answered.

“Oh Dungeons and Dragons I played that with my friends back home” you said excitedly. This was how you would get close to him.

“Do you guys think that you could ask Eddie if I could play?” you asked hopefully that they would help you.

“Yeah, for sure we could ask him,” Mike said. Your stomach did twirls, this would be your chance to get close to him.

“Thank you guys so much,” you said. The two freshmen were a little skeptical as to why you wanted to join but didn’t pay that much mind to it.

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“Eddie, could I ask you something really fast?” Dustin said. He waited until after the meeting to ask about you.

“Yeah, what’s up Henderson”

“There's this new girl her name is Y/N and she really is interested in playing with us”

Eddie knew you. He saw you in the halls a few times and thought you were the most beautiful girl in Hawkins. He was also aware that you hung out with Dustin and his friends and waited for the right time to try to get to know you.

“Yeah i’ve heard of her” He stammered out trying to sound as chill as possible.

“Does she know how to play?”

“Yeah, she said she played all the time back in her old town”

“Cool. Yeah tell her she can come to the next meeting”

“Okay, thanks i’ll tell her”

Dustin left and decided he would tell you tomorrow.

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When Dustin came up to your locker to tell you the news he heard you talking to Max

“Max, Eddie Munson is hot and I feel like we have a lot in common so playing D&D with him could get me closer to him and then I don’t know it could possibly be something…”

When you closed your locker you saw Dustins surprised face.

“YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON EDDI-”

“Keep your voice down,” you said, trying to shut Dustin up.

He held his hands up in surrender trying not to laugh. “I just came to tell you that you can play, but it looks like I found something much more interesting,” he said.

“1. Thank you so much for doing that, 2. Please don’t tell anyone only you and Max know and I would like you to keep it that way”

“Okay, okay I’m sorry. The next meeting is tomorrow after school in the drama room”

“Thanks Dustin, I owe you” he says a quick, ’no problem’ and goes to his next class

“Y/N if you’re gonna go at least try to make a move he might feel the same way…” Max said leaning back against your locker. You thought about it for a second. Maybe there’s a possibility he could like you back. No he would like you he barely knows and he’s way cooler than you.

“I’ll try, I’m just hoping i won’t embarrass myself”

“Y/N, you won’t you’re really pretty he would be dumb if he doesn’t find you atractive”

“Maybe Max Maybe”

After you left Max to go to your next class all you could think about was how tomorrow would go. When you went to sleep that night you dreamt of what it would be like if he was actually yours.

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The school day went by really fast. All you could think about was how Hellfire would go, saying you were nervous was an understatement. Why were you getting so nervous? It was just a guy, but that guy happened to be Eddie Munson. When you first walked into the drama room you saw Dustin, Mike and Lucas. You decided to stick by them until the meeting started. Lucas sensed you were nervous.

“Are you okay Y/N”

“Yeah I’m fine”

“You seem tense”

“Yeah I had a test today and I’m hoping I get a good grade that’s all”

He decided to drop it after that. A minute or two later Eddie walked in, and everyone sat down at the table you sat between Lucas and Dustin. After everyone was seated Eddie started talking.

“Okay nerds, we have a new player with us today, Y/N we welcome you to the freak show,” he said with a smirk. You couldn’t help but giggle at him.

“Thank you for having me, it's an honor to be here” you said smiling.

When the game started Eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off you. You played with such grace and he loved seeing your smile when you rolled a high number. After a while the game was over and almost everyone left. You had so much fun and actually talked to Eddie a few times. You learned that he was really funny and very nice to you. After you said bye to your three freshmen friends you headed to the door but before you could touch the handle…

“Y/N” Eddie called after you

“Yeah Eddie?”

“I was wondering if I could walk you out to your car?”

Your heart melted. Eddie Munson wanted to walk you out to your car, it wasn’t much but it filled your stomach with butterflies. “Eddie you don’t have to do that” You said sweetly.

“No it’s okay I want to” He said with a smile. On the inside, Eddie was nervous that you would think he was weird and wouldn’t like him.

“Okay you can walk me out”

It was a silent walk through the hallways and outside until you made it to your car.

“Thank You Eddie for letting me play tonight I had so much fun and would like to come back again”

“It’s no problem and you’re welcome back anytime”

Okay this was your moment.

“Eddie before you go I wanted to ask you something,”

“Yeah, what’s up?” He was nervous; he didn't know what you would say.

“EddieIlikeyouandnotinafriendwayandItwouldbesupercoolifwecouldgooutsometime” you said really fast.

“Huh?”

“Eddie, I like you. I like you alot and I was wondering if we could go out sometime” you breathed out hoping you didn’t make a complete fool of yourself.

“Y/N Y/L/N, are you asking me out?” he said with a half smirk.

“Yes I am,” you said confidently.

“Well in that case I would like to say that I like you too and I was planning on asking you out right now but you kinda beat me to it” he said scratching the back of his head.

“Sorry but you were kinda taking too long,” you said laughing.

When you stopped laughing he leaned closer and lightly brushed your lips with his. You kissed back quickly and it turned into a mini make-out sesh in front of your car. When you both pulled apart he said…

“So about that date,”

Pt.2

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #stranger things x reader #st4 #joseph quinn #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson imagine #stranger things s4

[strangerfigs]

Instances of Mike “reciprocating” Will

Reciprocate: respond to a gesture or action by making a corresponding one

*this is just from my own head so sry if i get some quotes wrong or what not

In 1x1, Will tells Mike, “it was a 7”, putting party needs above his own. Mike later tells Lucas “Will put the party’s needs before his own”, implying they need to do the same for him.

In season 1, Will doesn’t lie to Mike in episode 1, even though Lucas and Dustin tell him to lie, and Mike tells El “friends don’t lie” (reciprocating to Will not being able to lie to him in 1x1) (I’m also pretty sure Mike and Will never lie to each other, except for 4x8 when Will does lie to him)

“The Demogorgon it got me,” Will says to Mike once he revives. Mike then later responds with a D&D campaign where Will is the king (he is responding to Will’s way of dealing with his trauma through D&D) (in the comic, he says that he needs to make Will a hero, not a victim) In season 2, Will says everyone treats him like a baby, beside Mike. He only opens up to Mike. Mike was still being so responsive to Will and caring, but was extremely sensitive to his actual needs and how he’d like to be treated

In s3, there is an obvious lack. But - even Mike’s most likely PROJECTION literally is reciprocating to what Will feels, and WILL CONFIRMS IT

Mike: What did you think? That we would just sit around in my basement and play games for the rest of our lives?

Will: Yeah. I guess I did.

Like, Mike literally says/knows the exact thing Will wants? Why does he have this idea in his head in the first place? HM? And then, “it’s not my fault you don’t like girls,” LOLOLOLOL. It’s the same.

Also, I think another thing to note is that Will is fine without playing D&D ever again, imo, when he puts the D&D stuff away - he’s made rest with it, but then Mike SHOWS RECIPROCATION and is like, “that’s the donation box!” Proving that, yeah, he doesn’t want to stop playing D&D either. WTH are you doing Will???? And then he asks, what if you want to join another party? Which is again, just an interesting thing to ask, and Will says NOT POSSIBLE and Mike GRINS!

And… then in 4x1, Mike shows further reciprocation by being a part of Hellfire, and being annoyed of Lucas choosing Basketball over D&D, LOL, just like Will was with him last season ~ The reciprocation is immaculate. Like, all his attitudes towards D&D is proven to just be complete BS in season 3 with how season 4 starts…

And also how he says “We are not kids anymore” to Will, but then later, to El, says, “sorry I sound like a 7 year old.” Like again ~ feels like an obvious hint towards that whole fight with Will in 3x3 being a complete projection of HIS FEELINGS for WILL that are also CONFIRMED by WILL himself when he says, “yeah, I guess I did” Ugh. Dumb ass, Mike Wheeler.

Anyways onto season 4 ~

4x2 - mike being upset that will does not pay attention to him/barely talking to him, reciprocating will being upset about the same things ;_;

4x4 - mike says he feels like he lost will, reciprocating will’s feelings that he lost MIKE - in the script it’s literally confirmed that this whole CONVERSATION is mike being reciprocal to Will because of ‘yes! Yes makes total sense’ :)

4x5 - mike reciprocating to will’s feelings of it being hard to open up because what if they don’t like the truth? He NODS

4x8 - mike being reciprocal to what will is saying in his speech “about el” but rly he is most likely just projecting because he literally only said that he feels like he ‘lost will’ and was ‘worrying too much about el’ and literally says the same stuff to el, during his monologue, that will said to him in the van… like where was this coming from. Why didn’t you know how to explain it before/know what to say before will explained HIS feelings for you (behind el)

Anyways, Mike is always reciprocating to Will’s feelings, so … if we are following the pattern…

#byler #mike wheeler #will byers

[glorious-spoon]

far away from nothing [Stranger Things; Steve/Eddie, Steve & Robin]

Rating: Teen Wordcount: ~1700

ON AO3

The thing is, Steve knows he’s the dumb one. Between Nancy’s straight-A report cards and Dustin’s wild brilliance and Robin’s multilingual code-cracking skills—yeah. He’s just Steve Harrington, who graduated high school with a 2.1 GPA and got rejected by every fancy college his parents made him apply to. Fine. He’s cool with that, actually. Plenty of smart people in the gang. Steve’s unimpressive IQ and GPA and other assorted initialisms aren’t an issue. Somebody needs to guard the door and take the hits while the rest of them save the fucking world, and he’s more than okay with that somebody being him.

The other thing is, most of them are brilliant in a way that he’ll never understand, and dumb as hell when it comes to human relationships. And that’s the one thing Steve’s got going for him. He doesn’t get Shakespeare or math or eighty percent of the references Dustin tosses out as easy as breathing, but he gets people. He knows what a crush looks like. He knows that Vicky is just as into girls as Robin is, and he knows that Robin might have moved on from that particular crush going by the way she babbles like a maniac in Nancy’s presence.

And he knows what it means that he can’t stop looking at Eddie. Eddie Munson, the drug-dealing, D&D-playing, Satan-worshiping freak of Hawkins High; Eddie Munson, who stole away Dustin’s attention and admiration since the first day the kid turned up at Family Video wearing a Hellfire Club t-shirt.

Eddie fucking Munson, with his big dark eyes and his wild mane of curls and his hands that are always moving, long fingers flickering, rings flashing. Steve watches him and feels a warm pull in his gut, and he knows exactly what it means, unfortunately, but the world is about to end and they all have bigger problems right now.

They drag Nancy back out of Vecna’s deadly mind-world with the help of Eddie's guitar and Steve's spotty memory for the tapes she always played in his car, and they both tumble down onto the stained mattress that the kids set up on the floor of Eddie’s trailer, and Steve grabs her into a quick tight hug, burying his face in her hair and feeling her shake against him, murmuring, “Shit, Nance, shit, I thought we lost you, I thought—”

“I’m okay, I’m okay,” she says, and she sounds shaky, horribly shaky, but she’s here. She’s still here.

“Come on,” Robin says, reaching down to help Nancy up. She’s looking pretty fucking shaky, too. Eddie’s got a guitar slung across his chest and he’s chewing his bottom lip so hard it looks like it's about to start bleeding.

“Shit,” he says expressively, and shoves both hands into his hair as he spins, guitar clanking against his hip. “Shit, shit shit, oh my god.”

“Eddie,” Dustin says in that same gentle voice he used in the boathouse the first night when it all went to shit. Christ, Steve thinks, the kid’s growing up, but then he shifts his weight the wrong way and the splintering agony of his fucked up abdomen makes it hard to think about anything else for a second.

He staggers. Dustin and Lucas lunge to catch him, but Eddie’s the one who actually does it. His hand splays across Steve’s shoulder, preventing him from collapsing face-down on the trailer floor, and for a single unforgivably selfish moment, Steve sags against him and lets Eddie take his weight.

Then they go to find a first aid kit and get the hell out of there before the police or any more monsters show up.

“You okay?” Robin asks, once they’re in the back of Eddie’s van, jolting down the twisting road at a speed that would probably worry Steve if he didn’t currently have bigger problems.

Steve nods. He’s not actually sure he trusts himself to speak without puking right now, and the palm he has shoved into his injured side is worryingly slick with blood still leaking from the wound. He’s been knocked around enough to know that it should be clotting by now. Something in those fuckers’ teeth, maybe. Or maybe Robin was right and it is rabies.

Up front, Nancy has a pair of headphones over her ears, expression pensive as she gazes out the dark window. The kids are arguing about something that might be Lord of the Rings, or their latest D&D campaign, or maybe an actual plan to save their asses. It’s not completely clear which it is, and Steve’s definitely not in a state to contribute right now in any case.

Robin is still staring at him with huge, worried eyes, so he swallows twice and says, “Yeah. I’m okay.”

“You’re so full of shit, Steve, we should really get you to a hospital.”

“I concur, Harrington,” Eddie says from up front, and Steve jumps slightly, then winces.

“I’ve had worse,” he says. Then, to Robin, “Remember the Russians?”

“That’s not reassuring!”

“Russians?” Eddie asks, sounding faintly hysterical as well, and then Dustin and Erica are both explaining at the same time, voices overlapping, which means that Steve can close his eyes and sag against the side of the van and let himself drift for a little while.

He resurfaces to discover that the van has come to a stop outside of Hopper’s cabin, and he’s tilted against Robin’s shoulder in the backseat. Nancy and Max are huddled together on the porch talking quietly while the kids and Eddie clatter through the house. Nobody seems injured or in dire peril, so Steve closes his eyes again.

“Steve?” Robin asks sharply. Her cold fingers fumble for his wrist like she’s checking his pulse.

“I’m still alive,” he mumbles.

“Yeah,” Robin says, and doesn’t move her hand. Their heads are tilted together close enough that he can hear her even though she speaks barely above a whisper. “So this is probably an inappropriate moment for this conversation but I feel like I should tell you that I think I’m developing a really stupid crush on your ex.”

Steve laughs, then winces when that pulls at the shredded muscles in his sides. Her fingers dig in a little more. “Steve!”

“Sorry, sorry,” he says. And then, “If we make it out of here, you should go for it.”

“I should—Steve, you can’t just say things like that! Besides, Nancy’s—”

“Pretty awesome, I know.”

“Yeah,” Robin says, sounding small. “Yeah, she really is.”

“You know, I can see it. You and Nance.”

“Not helpful. She has a boyfriend, dingus.”

There is that. He knocks his shoulder against hers. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’m just going to blame it on the fact that you’re probably infected with demonic rabies and going septic—oh my god,” Robin adds. “We need to get you to a hospital, Steve, I’m serious, once it gets in your bloodstream—”

“Pretty sure Upside-Down bat things don’t have rabies, Rob.”

“You don’t know that!”

He does not, in fact, know that. He will concede that much. It’s just not something he has the mental space to worry about right now. Benefits of a below-average intellect, he supposes.

“Tell you a secret?” he murmurs, and she takes a deep shuddering breath, holds it, then lets it out. Then again, until the shaking stops.

“Sure,” she says eventually. “Go for it. Distract me.”

“I think I’m developing a stupid crush, too.”

Robin turns her head slightly to peer at him. The planes of her face are curious in the dim light, familiar and soft. He loves her, he thinks. She’s the best friend he’s ever had. His soulmate, if he believed in such a thing.

Her voice is soft when she speaks. “On Nancy?”

“Nah,” Steve says. “That ship already sailed. And sank. And… yeah, I think that metaphor’s getting away from me a little, sorry.”

“A little,” Robin agrees. She’s quiet for a moment. Then: “It’s not me.”

“Not this time.”

“Good.”

Steve laughs, muffles it against her shoulder. “Yeah.”

The quiet stretches out a little longer. Then the cabin door swings open and Eddie emerges, head turned back to speak to whoever’s behind him. Someone’s lit a camp lantern inside, and the flickering light illuminates his profile in gold.

Robin is watching Steve when he looks back at her. After a moment, very carefully, she says, “Eddie?”

Steve swallows hard, shoves his fingers into his hair, and finally nods.

“Holy shit,” Robin whispers.

Steve laughs raggedly. Shoe’s on the other foot now, although at least he doesn’t have to be afraid that Robin will hate him for this. She’s braver than he ever could be. Brave in a way that he didn't really understand until this very moment. “Yeah. Holy shit.”

“Did you know? Before, I mean? That you’re, like—”

“No, that’s what I’m saying! God!” He tilts his head forward, gripping his hair in his fists.

“Wow,” Robin says after a moment. “Talk about bad timing.”

“Right?” Steve groans. “Like—oh my god. What the hell.”

There’s silence. Then Robin lets out a noise that sounds suspiciously like a giggle.

“Are you—” Steve lifts his head and stares at her. “Are you laughing at me right now?”

“I’m sorry!” she gasps, clapping a hand over her mouth. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s not funny, it’s just—remember last summer, in the bathroom at Starcourt—”

“Yeah, that vaguely rings a bell. But hey, look on the bright side: if we die this time around, at least we’re not gonna die wearing sailor suits.”

Robin squeaks, jams a hand against her mouth, then folds over, cackling. The sound loosens something in Steve’s chest. He lets his head fall back, laughing breathlessly, and that’s when the back door of the van swings open.

“Okay, are you guys coming or…” Dustin trails off and looks between them. “What the hell are you laughing about?”

“Inside joke,” Robin gasps, and Steve collapses against her shoulder, snickering helplessly through the pain swamping his body. It hurts, a lot, and somehow that’s funny too.

“Are they, like, possessed?” Eddie says from behind Dustin. He looks kind of genuinely concerned about that, his eyes wide, his mouth parted. He looks very pretty, Steve thinks, and thumps his head against Robin’s shoulder again. She lifts a hand to pat his hair, and he’d complain about her messing it up, but that’s probably a lost cause by now.

“I have no idea,” Dustin says. “Are you guys possessed?”

“No,” Steve says. He tilts against Robin, then forces himself to straighten. Her hand splays against his back, steady and warm. “No, I’m good. Somebody help me up, let’s get this show on the road.”

#stranger things #steddie #steddie fic #my fic #i wrote this on my lunch break today like a possessed person

[pxningfo0l]

The kids of Stranger Things calling Steve mum, but on Accident. (1/7)

Ok so, most of the ST fandom has just mutually agreed that Steve is like a mum right?

I got a headcanon that literally all the kids have called him mum by accident, at least once.

Here's how I think it went:

Unsurprisingly, Dustin is the first one.

It happens like this; Dustin's not having the best of days, which is fine, completely normal, everyone's got their ups and downs (pun intended lmao)

Steve is the first one to notice, obviously. So while he's driving the kid to his weekly D&D game sessions. Normally Dustin would be talking his ears off, but the kid was uncharacteristically silent, which immediately set off something in Steve's brain.

Instead of asking if he was alright, or if he was okay-- because obviously, Dustin's not okay, that would be a dumb question to ask. And because no one knew how to be fucking honest about their feelings around here, he knew Dustin would just tell him he's fine, like a liar, and Steve would have no choice but to move on-- Steve just asked,

"Did you have anything to eat today?"

Dustin doesn't turn from where he's looking out the window as if the tiny shithole that is Hawkins is interesting, or something. But just shrugs a little, and says, "Nah, wasn't all that hungry."

"Yeah, not happening," Steve says simply. "There's granola bars in the glove box-- the chocolate chip ones you like."

Dustin doesn't respond. Instead, he turns his head to give Steve a blank look, one he doesn't acknowledge.

"You don't have to eat all of them, Dust," Steve says, his voice in that soft tone he uses for most of the kids. (The mum voice, everyone calls.) "But at least have one, or just half one, okay? Don't you need the energy to play that nerd game of yours?"

"It's D&D Steve, how many times do I have to tell you?" Dustin reminds him, yet he still reaches inside the glove box, taking out one granola bar. Steve has to hold back a smile when Dustin practically inhales the food bar after two tentative bites.

When they arrive at the Wheeler's place-- where the D&D games are normally held, Dustin doesn't immediately leave as Steve expects him to. He quietly chews on the remnants of his food for a bit, then slowly reaches inside the glove box for a second. Without really thinking about it, Steve reaches behind the driver's seat for the bottles of water he keeps for anyone who needs it and grabs one for Dustin.

"Take this too," Steve says, handing the bottle.

Dustin takes it silently. He releases a small quiet breath, not quite a sigh, and says,

"Thanks, mum."

At first, Steve rolls his eyes, but when his eyes flicker back to the curly-haired teen, his brows shoot to his forehead.

Dustin is staring wide-eyed at him, his cheeks flushed like he got caught doing something he shouldn't be doing.

"Holy shit did you just accidentally call me--"

He doesn't get to finish the sentence, because then Dustin is opening the car door, practically vaulting out of the car. He doesn't slam the door, thankfully-- Steve has told him countless times enough not to do that-- but he does start walking faster when Steve rolls down the window and shouts, "I'm holding this against you forever by the way! Also, I better see that bottle of water empty when I pick you up!"

Dustin simply flips him off. Steve laughs aloud, shaking his head to himself. He drives home with a smile on his face.

#i was gonna make it one part/post for all characters #but alas #i got carried away #bc its me and i do that a lot #also lmao the part where steve carries water bottles in his car was an accidental reference #i wont elaborate watch the movies whores #i didnt even mean to make that reference but when i did i was cackling #also when dustin goes to the meeting still embarrassed and flustered eddie and everyone keep making bothering him until he tells them what #happened #and then he does tell them #and they absolutelymake fun of him #and mike goes 'ew you called steve mum' and is all gross about it #oh hohoho #if only #he knew #what i #thee writer #was planning #and when steve gets home he tells robin immediatelly #and when he goes to pick up dustin again he tells nancy #also dustin wouldnt look him in the eye or talk to him properly for a solid day after that #poor kid was too embarrassed #stranger things #stranger things 4 #steve harrington #dustin henderson #stranger things hc

[keroujack]

peanut butter sweetheart

dumb

the word sat on the bed of steve’s tongue like peanut butter. like a big, fat fuckin’ spoonful of it. you know. the one that always sounds like a good idea until you have the spoon in your mouth and it glues your jaw shut

today was a peanut butter day

a dumb day

steve felt it first, felt his jaw get stuck with that peanut butter ache, in chem. when he got called on and didn’t get the answer out fast enough before the teacher moved on to ask someone else

he felt it again at lunch. when he cracked a joke and nancy rolled her eyes

felt it again at his locker. when tommy walked by and grabbed the d-minus paper he’d just gotten back in u.s. history out of his hand

again in the car. when he asked dustin to start his story over again and heard him huff

dumb

he was up in his room now and this book was dumb. book. play. hamlet. whatever.

nothing about it made any sense and steve was feeling it today. feeling dumb today. bad. peanut butter on his tongue

actual peanut butter sounded like a better idea than hamlet. better than dumb

he left the book, play, whatever on his bed and went downstairs, to the kitchen. reached up into the cabinet for the skippy jar and then into the drawer next to the sink for a spoon

hopped up to sit on the counter as he unscrewed the top. dug the spoon in, around, put a big, fat fuckin’ spoonful of peanut butter right in his mouth

felt it glue his whole jaw up

just like he knew it would. like a dumbass

when he was done with that spoonful, he ate another, and then another after that

was working on his fourth, jaw so tired it was starting to ache, when he heard the front door open, but he couldn’t call out to billy not to go up the stairs with his mouth all glued shut.

just had to listen. heard billy’s heavy footsteps pad up the stairs, heard them go lighter as he walked towards what had to be steve’s bedroom, louder again when he ran back down the stairs a couple seconds later 

steve had the spoon in his mouth, had more peanut butter on his tongue when billy rounded the corner into the kitchen, something like a smile on his lips

“hey, i was looking for you.”

billy stepped further into the room as steve took the spoon out of his mouth, waved it, lifted the skippy jar from its spot on his thigh and put it back down after he saw billy’s eyes flash towards it, when he knew billy’d seen it

billy stopped in front of him, pushed his legs apart so that he could stand between them, could look up at him, put his big hands on his thighs

“what are you doing?”

steve’s jaw hurt. he was almost dangerously full

but he just shook his head and dug around for another spoonful

dumb 

“eating peanut butter,” he mumbled, didn’t look up when billy laughed, soft

“yeah, i can see that.” there was something light, teasing in his voice. “i thought you didn’t really like peanut butter that much.”

steve lifted his shoulders up towards his ears. brought the spoon back up to his mouth and turned it over, pulled it out again, slow. made sure all the peanut butter ended up on his tongue

he put the spoon back in the jar and rolled his jaw, spoke around the cement 

“i don’.”

“so then why are you eating it?”

“i ‘unno.” he could feel billy’s eyes on him as he scooped for his seventh-maybe eighth-spoonful. “jus’ dumb, i guess”

“what is?”

steve shook his head. god, his hand was starting to hurt from this now, too

“me”

billy caught his wrist before he could take the spoon back out of the jar. made steve look up at him. into his eyes. blue. bright. locked low. mouth a thin line

“come on. what are you saying that for?”

“why shouldn’t i? i mean, everybody’s thinking it,” steve said, felt his mouth twist with it, felt his insides twist with it. ducked his head. “teachers. nancy. dustin. they’re all fuckin’ thinking it so somebody might as well just say it."

billy went quiet at that. steve could feel it. him. could feel his eyes, could feel that billy was looking at him. felt the silence itch and pull and claw at his skin. needed something to do with his hands, something to occupy his mouth

but billy’s grip tightened on his wrist when he tried to bring the spoon up again

his voice was soft when he spoke. almost a whisper

“can i have some?” 

steve lifted his head at that, watched billy gesture with his chin towards the jar in his hand

he nodded. brought the spoon up to billy’s lips, slow. watched his mouth close around it, felt him pull to get all the peanut butter off, hard. made it so that the spoon clean was when he let go and steve took it away from his lips

steve, who was in the process of putting the spoon back into the jar, the jar onto the counter when billy took a step to the side and hopped up onto the counter next to him. pressed against him all the way up, all the way down, from his thigh to his shoulder

his voice was thick, sticky, sort of rough when he spoke again. had a hand hooked under the inside of steve’s thigh

“just ‘cause everybody’s an asshole doesn’t mean you’re dumb, steve.”

steve swallowed hard at that. at the words, the feeling of billy’s thumb swiping along the inseam of his jeans.

“feel like it sometimes.”

“everybody does,” billy said. “but feeling somethin’ doesn’t always mean it’s true.”

steve felt his brow pinch. “what do you mean?”

“i mean,” billy paused a second, to breathe. let a long exhale out through his nose. “you think i’m sorta smart, right?”

“yeah?” 

“okay, so that’s what you think,” he said. “and then i go home and my old man makes me feel like the dumbest piece of shit on two legs.”

steve tilted his head to the side, caught billy’s eyes

“but you’re not.”

“exactly.”

“that’s.” steve swallowed hard again, could hardly taste the peanut butter on his tongue anymore. “i never thought about it like that.”

“well you should,” billy squeezed his thigh, made steve lean a little further into his side, “‘cause what other people think? what you’re thinking right now? that’s not what you are. not unless you listen.”

steve pressed his cheek to billy’s shoulder, felt it smush up against it, distorted his words a little. “you don’t think i’m dumb then?”

he could feel the way billy’s body moved when he shook his head. felt him press a kiss into his hair 

whispered, “no,” against the thick strands, muffled his voice. “think you’re human.”

steve just breathed

picked the skippy jar back up off the counter after a few long seconds, had a small smile pulling at his lips by the time he had the spoon in his mouth, put a big, fat fuckin’ spoonful of peanut butter on his tongue. spoke around the cement

“wan’ s’more?”

he felt billy nod against his hair 

pulled the tiniest bit away and brought the spoon back up to billy’s lips

and back. and forth. and back again. took turns eating peanut butter until the jar was nearly empty

until steve didn’t feel quite so dumb anymore

until maybe he started to like peanut butter a little better 

#harringrove #harringrove fic #my fic #steve harrington #billy hargrove #projection hours huh

[peterthepark]

Could you do a hc where the reader and Steve are fighting and the kids walk in?

enjoy!

Fighting with Steve

Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: some cursing, flooof, slight angst

steve is being completely irrational

and apparently you’re being oblivious

“Y/N, he was clearly flirting with you!”

“it’s just billy, steve! we’ve hung out before and it’s not like he’s tried anything!”

“you’re so oblivious.”

“you’re being irritational. i don’t get you.”

you’re hanging out in mike’s living room while the kids play d&d in the basement

steve decided to bring up that you haven’t been hanging out that much lately

it’s mainly because of your job at the pool, where you work the same shift as billy

steve obviously doesn’t like him

just cause billy is apparently a grade-A douchebag (his words)

you think that steve is jealous at the fact that billy gets to spend more time with you than he does

he’s pulling the jealousy card

“steve, i don’t have any other choice. i can’t quit because of a coworker who’s flirting with me - which billy isn’t doing.”

“oh, yeah? do you not see the way he looks at your ass in that swimsuit?”

“i don’t care if he looks at my ass, steve! you’re my boyfriend! everyone fucking knows that! why would billy try anything when he knows that we’re together?”

“fuck, Y/N. it - god, he‘s just bad news. i don’t - i don’t like how he talks to you.”

“babe, i really don’t like how controlling you’re being.”

maybe you overstepped cause now steve is angrily shooting up from the couch to pace around the room

“controlling?! im sorry! i just wanted to be protective of my really hot girlfriend!”

he’s standing behind the coffee table while you’re on the couch, gesturing at you

“oh? you wanna protect me now cause im hot?”

“Y/N! no! that’s not what i meant-“

and then suddenly the door to the basement slams really loud

“what the hell are you two arguing about?”

mike is irritated as fuck

will just wants to go back downstairs and continue the campaign

dustin is literally shook that his favorite babysitters are fighting

eleven and max are whispering about something (probably about girlfriends and boyfriends)

lucas just does not care at all

“nothing. it’s adult shit.”

“you guys are literally nineteen.”

“adult shit! get out!”

steve is pissed i kid you not

dustin can see right through him though

“okay, what’s the problem? clearly something is wrong because i’ve never seen you guys sit so far apart from each other on the fucking couch.”

“we’re fine.” you and steve say at the same time

“sit.”

okay so now all the kids are towering over you both while you sit on the couch

you definitely feel like you’re getting scolded

dustin is just spitting out words of wisdom

one minute he gets a girlfriend and now he’s a couple’s therapist

“you both need to talk it out. i mean it when i say talk. no shouting or screaming like idiots. you guys are literally mad at each other for dumb shit, which is completely immature by the way-“

“dustin, it’s fine, just-“

“is this cause of the billy thing?” max asks, crossing her arms against her chest. “steve, billy doesn’t like Y/N in that way.”

“but-“

“he’s just trying to get a rise out of you.”

steve immediately feels bad

and kinda mad that he let himself believe that you were giving all your attention to billy

he‘s also thinking as to why you would flirt back with the douchebag when you literally have the best relationship in the world

“you guys are literally made for each other. don’t let my brother get in the way of that.”

“i rarely get jealous, Y/N,” steve starts, looking ashamed. “i’m sorry that i had to be the jealous boyfriend. i was - i was being protective, maybe a little too much, and i completely stepped over my boundaries.”

“i’m sorry, too. i get it. i definitely understand where you’re coming from. and i don’t mind, steve, that you’re protective of me. i’m grateful for someone who cares for me that much.”

the party starts to whisper if they should go

will JUST WANTS TO PLAY D&D

so now they’re slowly getting up one by one

but dustin stays behind

“are you guys okay now?”

and you’ll lean your head on steve’s shoulder

“thanks, dusty.” you’ll wink at him, before steve is ushering him over for a hug

one big warm group hug

dustin is just glad that his parents/babysitters/ favorite couple is done fighting

then he’s running back downstairs for the campaign

steve will pull you in for another hug

he’s so apologetic

because he just loves you a lot

#steve harrington #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington fluff #stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x reader #stranger things x you #stranger things imagine #stranger things headcanon #stranger things one shot #stranger things fluff #x reader

[henclair]

hhhhey could you do dustin/lucas hcs? just in general bc the bois

ohhh boy i love the bois

-They get together because all their friends are dating each other

-Mike and Will are dating and Max and El are dating so Dustin and Lucas feel really annoyed with all the PDA so they start making out like Bros do

-Spoiler alert: It’s Not Just Bro Things

-They find out it’s not just Bro Things when they’re fighting and Lucas says “Goddamnit why do I have to be in love with you?”

-Dustin starts laughing so hard he cries and then he pulls Lucas back down to wrestle with him

-They talk it out with their friends present bc like any dumb teenagers Dustin doesn’t respond to how Lucas loves him so they don’t rlly talk let alone make out for a few days and Max is done™

-Dustin “well shit does this mean we’re dating?” Henderson

-Lucas “I hate that i’m in love with you dumbass” Sinclair

-All their dates are to the arcade, like literally all of them

-2 player games? All the time now

-Dustin cheats like a mf when they’re playing together, he tickles and kisses and shoves Lucas

-“It’s to establish dominance in the relationship Lucas!”

-“Oh I’ll show you dominance!”

-Lucas gets a job at the arcade once they’re old enough and then he can edit the high scores so when he and Dustin fight he puts himself on the high score for all the games

-Dustin worked there for a day but he got fired because he was constantly challenging kids to play and he would charge them wayyyy extra if he lost, so he never did his work

-Dustin calls Lucas “Lando” as a (nerdy) pet name

-Lucas has no nickname for Dustin besides “Dumbass” and “Dipshit”

-Lucas’s little sister catches them kissing literally all the fucking time

-“So this is the real reason why you don’t hang out with girls, huh Lucas.” “Do your homework and leave us alone.”

-They never go to the snowball together because it’s too coupley but they do go to school science fair award dinners when they win

-Oh did I mention? Science power couple

-They have won the science fair for their grade every year since 5th grade and no one has the skills to beat them or even come close

-Their science teachers literally give them the keys to their rooms, and eventually when they’re older, the key to the labs

-They definitely abuse this power lowkey

-Neither of their homes have privacy, so no privacy between Lucas’s sister and Dustin’s mom they feel trapped in Hawkins when they wanna just be together

-So they hang out in trees in the woods

-(Hang out? You mean make out and bicker?)

-They have A Tree.

-It’s got a lot of branches so they end up deconstructing a waterproof tent and setting up a badly made tree house

-“Castle Byers 2.0”

-Will and Mike like to hang out there with Lucas and Dustin but they make sure to pull on the string that rings a bell just in case…

-Dustin is 100% a stoner in high school

-He’s very cuddly when he’s high, like very very cuddly

-He and Eleven get high together and they both rant about how cute their signifs are

-Lucas hates the smell of weed but he puts up with it because he loves his boyfriend

-Dustin also tells secrets when he’s high and they’re not always things he fully means so it’s a very awkward thing at first when he’s high around friends (specifically around Lucas)

-“Dude if I liked guys I’d be in love with you.” “Dustin you’re pansexual, you like everyone.” “Woah! Sweet! I love you!” “I know Dustin.”

-Dustin is pansexual and Lucas doesn’t know his sexuality, all he knows is that he loves Dustin

-“So you’re questioning?” “Yeah, questioning why I put up with your shit.”

-The walkie T A L K I E S

-They chat all night tbh, and wake each other up too

-They also learned how to hack the walkie talkies so they can hear conversations on “private” channels and that’s how they get dirt on people

-Lucas tells Dustin he hates him and it’s just the whole “no you don’t” “…no i don’t” thing

-Dustin plays music over the walkie talkies and Lucas freaks out bc Dustin it’s 1 am

-That’s how he asks him to homecoming every year once they get into high school

-Modern Love by David Bowie is the song Dustin uses every year without fail

-He plays it at 9:30 on the dot the day before homecoming and asks Lucas to “accompany him” over their walkie talkies

-Mike and Will listen in tbh

-When it’s senior year Lucas is the one to ask Dustin to prom

-The only way he beats Dustin is he calls at 9:29, a minute before Dustin was going to call, and he plays Modern Love and they both cry when Lucas goes “accompany me to Prom dipshit” and Dustin replies “Oh Lando, thought I’d have to make the first move again” (even though Dustin’s never made the first move ever)

-Dustin’s mom takes so many mf pictures and Lucas’s sister teases them for matching

-Prom is loud and they dance too much and sweat a lot

-When like literally any slow song comes on they’re kinda swaying in place and whispering

-“This is, pretty queer dude.” “Lucas how can I even begin to explain how dumb a sentence that is.”

-Fast songs they jam and lose it with their friends

-They both literally cry when the song Modern Love plays

-But they leave halfway through and hang out on the bleachers of their middle school and Dustin wants to get high but Lucas asks him to not so sweetly that he doesn’t

-Lucas lays down on the bleachers bc he’s exhausted and sweaty and gross and Dustin kinda doesn’t know what to do because it’s so intimate without being sexual

-Dustin eventually opts for taking off his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt and laying with his head on Lucas’s stomach

-Lucas can’t breathE

-Will and Mike join them later and they all sit, the og 4 being so absolutely in love and so absolutely happy

-Will and Mike lowkey are making out and Lucas and Dustin just fondly look at each other bc look at those repressed feelings getting out

-Max and El come after prom is over and they go to the arcade because Lucas has a key

-Truth or dare bc they’re nerds who still love it even though they tell each other most everything

-Dustin picks truth at one point and he doesn’t want to tell the truth so he just yells “Shove a test tube up my ass!” And Lucas responds with “Ok.” causing the first death of the night to be Dustin Henderson

-Lucas and Dustin end up sleeping in the back room bc the others have left

-Boss is so pissed but honestly? They’re teens

-They make their characters fall in love in D&D, they force Mike to make it an arc

-“Come on guys we should be doing a mission!” “Mike. Please.” “No!” “You’d do it for you and Will if he asked.” “… Fine.”

-It’s a really dumb arc, lots of cheesy pining and flirting and Will absolutely thinks it is the funniest shit ever so Mike only continues it for him (and because he loves his friends)

-Lucas Sinclair is whipped

-Jump how high doesn’t even begin to cover it

-Dustin has no idea the amount of control he has

-(He does he just doesn’t use it)

-The two still bicker and wrestle a lot and now with an undercurrent of sexual tension

-“Stop looking at my boner when we fight!” both of them at some point

-Their parents just know™ even if they’ve never really come out about their relationships or sexualities

-Dustin’s mom is super supportive and gives him money for dates and lets him stay out later as long as it’s not just him and Lucas (spoiler alert: they lie a lot and are alone)

-Lucas’s mom is very skeptical that the two are being safe because they’re impulsive teenage boys but since her son already gets bullied so much she figures that she should let him live and not give him more pressure to be something he’s not

-Lucas’s dad is not homophobic, but he’s not ok with the thought that his son is growing up and falling in love, he cries a lot when thinking about how he can’t protect his son

-They flirt a lot be honest

-One time to one up Max and Eleven they started fucking going at it in the middle of the street

-Dustin does his little purr to Lucas and Lucas m e l t s

-Lucas would never admit it but that purr has been the bane of his heart’s existence since day one

-Dustin overhears Lucas’s sister call him “Lukey” and so he uses it and it annoys Lucas until the boy snaps and tells Dustin that it’s “Making him too sappy so stop”

-Lucas once calls Dustin “Han” and Dustin doesn’t shut up about it for the rest of the week

-No PDA at school they already get bullied enough, but they do leave locker notes

-Dustin keeps them in his backpack in a seperate section of his science binder

-Science & Lucas go together

-“Nice jeans Sinclair, could they get any tighter?” “Yeah they could so shut the fuck up.”

-There was unresolved sexual tension until senior year and literally all their friends noticed the resolution

-Lucas cannot stand how fluttery his heart gets when Dustin calls him nicknames

-Dustin knows this and doesn’t care

-All in all the boys are in love and :’))

#My writing #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #dustin x lucas #dustin henderson x lucas sinclair #henclair #lustin #ducas #st #stranger things #headcanons #hcs #stranger things hcs #text