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i'll show you things (you've dreamed of) by Anonymous
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
14 Nov 2025
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“Yeah,” Mike breathes out, “I wanna watch someone fuck you so bad. Someone who isn’t me, that is.”
Will scoffs. “Are you being serious or are you talking out your dick right now?”
“I’m dead serious. I think it’d be so hot, seeing another guy’s cock split you open. You know I love watching you fall apart.”
Will licks his lips. “Fuck, Mike. You got anyone in mind for me?”
Mike doesn’t even pretend like he hasn’t thought about it. “Obviously, I’d want it to be Lucas.”
--aka Mike gets his ultimate wish fulfillment.
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- Part 2 of freaky things
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Bookmarked by LovelyLeniece
29 Dec 2025
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~~Not into Mike/Will but very into Mike wanting Lucus to fuck Will! My Favorite Part's~~
“C’mon, Will, don’t act shocked now. First and foremost, we trust him. That’s important to me. Besides, I’ve seen you check him out before. Remember junior year, in the locker room? You stared so long Lucas asked if you needed a towel,” Mike laughs.
Now it’s Will’s turn to blush. “You remember that?”
“‘Course. I’m nothing if not observant. Especially when it comes to you.” Will’s dick starts throbbing at double time. “ And I have to admit, Lucas is really fucking hot. Just imagine,” Mike licks behind Will’s ear, dick leaking just a bit. “Those fucking arms. He could throw you around, pick you up, slam into you like you deserve…Pretty sexy, right?”Max nudges at Lucas’ boner through his sweatpants with a socked foot. “Go on, baby.” She murmurs, eye contact holding Mike like a vice. “Show him how a real man could please Will.” Mike chokes down his whimpers by taking another hit.
Of course, Lucas doesn’t need to be told twice. He wipes his palms into the carpet like he’s wiping away any crumbs of hesitation he had left as he stands and steps over to Will.
He towers over Will, who’s sitting on his knees. Lucas throbs at the sight of his best friend’s doe-eyes looking up at him. “Heyyy, Byers,” he says, voice low with lust.
“Hi.” Will smiles up at him sweetly through his bangs. He looks fucking gorgeous, Lucas thinks.
Lucas reaches out to rake his thick fingers through his best friend’s hair, firmly bringing him closer until he’s nuzzled against his clothed boner.
Will inhales, taking in the musky smell, letting it bring him back to sleepovers, locker rooms, pool days with Lucas. Suddenly he feels 15 again, jerking off in the shower to hot visions of his two favorite people. He can feel himself salivate and his nose brushes against Lucas’ rock hard erection.Lucas scissors them back and forth, opening Will up even wider.
Will finds himself craving a third finger when suddenly, Lucas slips the first two out with a wet pop and he’s empty again. He whines at the loss, hole fluttering around nothing.
Lucas flips Will and lifts him clean off the ground, hooking his big hands under thighs. Will’s legs wrap around Lucas’s waist instinctively. “I’m gonna fuck you now, Byers. Is that okay?”
Will looks up at his best friend and nods. “Please. I need it so bad.”
Mike, silent for what might be the first time in his life, gawks intensely as Lucas lines himself up, making sure to rub the fat head of his cock against Will’s desperate hole, teasing everyone in the room before he finally sinks in with one agonizingly slow, relentless push.
Will’s head falls forward, barely peeking over Lucas’s shoulder, mouth agape in a silent scream. Lucas talks him through it, a low, “Breathe, baby,” reverberating through the twink’s ears.“Looks so pretty taking dick like that,” Mike mumbles, grinding into his own pants for a little friction. “So fucking pretty baby.”
“Oh, You’re sweet,” Max says sarcastically, before she whips her head around to the scene before them. “Lucas, fuck him harder.”
At the command, her boyfriend picks up the pace, opting to stop picking Will up and dropping him down to instead slam up, bucking his hips deeper into his best friend so he can keep a better tempo.
At this, Will nearly bites Lucas’ shoulder, holding on to him for dear life. His cock is trapped between the two of them now, and every thrust strokes at him in such a delicious way. Will’s arms lock around Lucas’ neck like he’ll float away if he lets go.
“Lucas—” he sobs, voice totally cracked and needy. Lucas growls as Will says his name, suddenly realizing just how tight and how “his” his best friend is right now.
He shifts one hand under Will’s ass, fingers digging bruises, and lifts. Will’s back hits the sectional arm, legs dangling. Lucas plants a knee on the cushion, pounding downwards now, gravity doing half the work. Each slam earning a broken “Agh—” from Will’s throat. His still-neglected cock slaps wet against his stomach, untouched, leaking a shiny stripe up to his ribs.Will’s curled up into Mike’s side now, sticky and glowing. Mike looks so in love, pupils still blown, fingers tracing lazy hearts in the cum on his boyfriend’s chest. “Did you love it?”
Will hums. “Ten out of ten, would recommend.”
Mike snorts, still dazed. “We leaving reviews now?”
Max pipes up. “That shit definitely got five stars from me. My baby fucks so good, doesn’t he?” She cups Lucas’ face, kissing his lips. “And any opportunity to bitch Wheeler around is a good time in my book.” She blows him a kiss with a shit-eating grin.
Mike flips her off with the hand that isn’t stroking Will’s hair. “Eat shit, Mayfield.” -
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“Hey, you’re okay. Breathe with me.”
And Will does, or at least tries to. He allows Lucas to take his hand and place it on top of his chest, allows himself to feel the way Lucas breathes and try to match it.
or: will has nightmares. lucas makes them easy.
Bookmarked by LovelyLeniece
17 Dec 2025
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Very sweet My Favorite Part's
He doesn’t have time for all of them. He can’t save all of them. He can’t. Which means that, unfortunately for Will, he has to choose.
Life’s unfair like that, isn’t it, Will thinks as he crawls over to Lucas’ side, The universe just loves fucking with Will Byers.
“Hey, hey, Lucas,” he whispers, putting his hand over Lucas’, “Come on, get up, we need to go. I can—I can get us out, I can get you—”
Will stops short when his fingers move over Lucas’ wrist and he doesn’t feel a pulse.
“Lucas?”With a shaking hand, he blindly feels around the space next to him, fingers finally settling on Lucas’ shoulder. He relaxes a bit when he grabs the fabric of his boyfriend’s pyjamas, but he still shakes and heaves and whimpers.
With a gentle tug on his shirt sleeve, Lucas is awake. Groggy at first;Lucas abandons trying to get Will to explain what happened, replacing his questions with whispers of reassurance and, “Hey, you’re okay. Breathe with me.”
And Will does, or at least tries to. He allows Lucas to take his hand and place it on top of his chest, allows himself to feel the way Lucas breathes and try to match it.
He still cries, but he’s stopped heaving. His hands are shaking less, but his hair is still damp from the sweat.
He’s not okay, not yet, but Lucas helps.Lucas whispers in his ear, stroking his hair, holding him close. Despite the unfortunate circumstances, Will feels comforted and safe and loved.
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The energy in the car is high for the first twenty minutes of the drive home, everyone's energy still high and buzzing.
Minute twenty-one is when the crash hits. Will Byers leans over, falling asleep on Lucas's shoulder, and Lucas tells himself he only puts an arm around him to keep him steady.
Unfortunately for him, his heart knows better.
Or Will fall's asleep on Lucas should on the drive home from a long day at the amusement park. Lucas tries to be normal about it.
Bookmarked by LovelyLeniece
25 Dec 2025
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My Favorite Part's
The car hits another gentle bump, and Will hums in his sleep. It’s barely audible, more breath than actual sound. He shifts again, his forehead nudging Lucas’s jaw. He takes a moment to think, or maybe several, and before he can stop himself, he carefully lifts his arm, sliding it behind Will’s shoulders. Not necessarily pulling him close. Just… there. Something steady to prevent Will from tipping over in case the road curves again. Like a guardrail.
Will settles instantly, as if that was all he needed. His head presses a little more firmly into Lucas’s shoulder, and Lucas has to remind himself to breathe, to relax.
Another minute passes before Lucas can actually exhale.
He doesn’t think this means anything.
He doesn’t think this changes everything.
He just knows that if the ride takes longer, he won’t complain.When he does he sits up, rubbing his eyes and his cheeks going pink.
“Oh.” Will says softly, voice thick with sleep. “Sorry. I didn’t… I wasn’t trying to—”
“It’s fine.” Lucas says quickly. Maybe too quickly. “You were tired.”
Will hesitates, searching his face for something Lucas hopes isn’t obvious. Then he gives a small, sleepy smile, the kind of smile that causes Lucas’s breath to hitch.
“Yeah.” Will murmurs. “Guess I was.”
Dustin twists around in his seat, already grinning like he wasn’t also passed out a minute ago. “Dude, you were out. Like, mouth open, dead asleep—”
“Dustin.” Lucas snaps, far more sharply than intended.
Dustin raises his hands. “Damn, my bad. Protective much?”
Lucas glares. Dustin turns back around.
Will stretches as he sits up fully. “This was fun and all but I should… probably go inside. Before my mom comes out asking questions.”
“Right.” Lucas says, clearing his throat. “Yeah. Let me walk you up.”“Thanks for waking me.”
Lucas shrugs, suddenly shy. “You, uh… knocked out pretty hard.”
Will’s face heats. “Sorry about that.”
“You don’t have to apologize.” Lucas says, softer now. “It didn’t bother me at all. Really.”
For a second, Will just looks at him. The porch light catches the tired curve of his smile, the faint flush from sleep, the warmth still lingering in his eyes.
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” Will asks.
Lucas nods. “Yeah. Definitely.”
Will lingers like he wants to say more. Then he slips inside, closing the door with a quiet click.
Lucas stands there for three full seconds before walking back to the car, heart pounding like he just got off another roller coaster.
He climbs back into the car, still feeling the ghost of Will’s weight on his shoulder. -
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"Why are you crying?”
This question seems to take a lot out of Lucas. He hums and sniffles and hiccups some more before answering. “You.”
or: lucas calls will late at night with something important to say.
Bookmarked by LovelyLeniece
25 Dec 2025
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~~Too freaking cute, omg!!! My Favorite Part's~~
the bright light of his lockscreen (currently a picture of him and Lucas doing peace signs after seeing Jojo Rabbit) blinding him for a second.
After Will’s eyes adjust to the change in brightness, he makes out what his notifications are from.
Seventeen fucking messages from Lucas, which means someone’s in trouble.“I’m in love with you,” he says, and Will chokes on the water in his mouth. What the actual fuck? Lucas isn’t done. “I’m so in love with you it hurts. Whenever I fucking look at you I wanna kiss you. In Ancient Civs when you help me with the notes and then you look at me and smile my heart goes crazy and every time you do it I wanna kiss you.”
It’s Will’s heart’s turn to go crazy, now. He can feel it hammering inside his chest, and if he doesn’t move he can hear it. He opens his mouth to say something, anything, to get Lucas to stop talking about how he’s in love with him, but he keeps fucking going.
“I don’t know how to tell you that, though. I think about it a lot, but I never know. Because I know you don’t love me the way I do, and that’s okay, I’ll love you forever even if you don’t, but I’d really like to tell you.”
Despite himself, and despite the horrifying circumstances, Will laughs a little. “You just did, Lucas,” he says. Lucas gasps dramatically on the other line.
“I did! That’s good. Or maybe it’s not. I don’t think I was supposed to tell you. But I have, so, yeah. I love you, Will.”
Selfishly, Will wants to say the same. Tell Lucas he does love him like he loves Will, and then when he picks him up from the party, they’ll kiss and it will be cliche and it will be beautiful.
He doesn’t say he loves Lucas.
“Who are you with?” he asks instead.“Hi,” he says, slurred, “I missed you.”
“Been about a minute, Lucas,”
“I still missed you. Are you almost here? I wanna see you.”
Will bites his lip as he turns a corner onto Mike’s street. Just a few doors down from her house is definitely the party house. Kids on the lawn, lights flashing and music blasting.
“Pulling in now,”
Lucas giggles a little on the other end. “Okay. See you. I love you.”
Will isn’t sure if he wants to say it back, so he simply hangs up the phone; apparently a better option.“Hi, Lucas,” Will murmurs, just loud enough for him to hear. He helps El stand him up properly, shivering at the light brush of his fingers against his neck. Lucas hums after a second, lazily smiling.
“Hi, baby.”
El and Will, previously dragging Lucas out of the bathroom, freeze. Will’s face burns red, and El looks at him with eyebrows raised. He knows what she’s asking.
What in the actual fuck was that?
“Long story,” he huffs out, breathless once again. Lucas calling him baby was a little much. (He very much liked it but Lucas is still drunk so he’s not allowed to.) “I’ll tell you tomorrow?”Lucas squirms out of his arms once the door is shut behind them, crawling onto Will’s unmade bed immediately. Will can’t help but grin. Cute.
“Here, let me get your stuff off,” he says softly, making his way over to his bed. As he takes off Lucas’ shoes, then his jacket, Lucas looks at him with this expression on his face that leaves Will a little breathless.
When he starts to remove his jeans, he looks up at Lucas and just—stops.
Lucas is staring at him, tears in his eyes, expression blank. And yet somehow—somehow—Will can see the love.
He’s not bullshitting.Will takes in a shaky breath and just looks at him for a second.
He’s so fucking beautiful.
Will is in love with Lucas. He knows he is, has for a very long time.“I’m in love with you,” he whispers, pulling away just the slightest bit. Lucas sighs, warm against his mouth.
“I know.”
Will scrunches up his face and, as a sort of payback for the shit response, says, “You called me baby last night, too.”
Lucas’ eyes widen as Will giggles and grins.
“Did you like it?”
Will decides kissing him again is a better answer than yes.
Based on the way Lucas squeezes his face a little and kisses right back, he thinks he agrees. -
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Lucas has created a list. Three things to follow every day. Or, in other words, Lucas’ plan for hiding the fact that he’s in love with his best friend.
It goes a little something like this:
1. BE! SUBTLE! (this should be obvious by now but you’re not great at this one)
2. Don’t tell anyone in the party (except maybe Max)
3. Do not, under any circumstances, tell Will.or: lucas isn't as subtle as he thinks he is.
Bookmarked by LovelyLeniece
25 Dec 2025
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~~Not a big fan of T. Swift but this was a beautiful story!
My Favorite Part's~~And Lucas is in love. When did that happen?
Will isn’t looking at him anymore, bickering with Dustin and Micah over something, but despite this Lucas can very clearly picture leaning over and just kissing him right on his pretty little mouth.
Fuck.There’s a beep from the front of the house after Lucas unlocks the car. Dustin is quick to scream, “Shotgun!” and sprint around the house to get in first. At this, Will and Lucas share an amused look. Will always gets shotgun (and aux) in Lucas’ car.
“Your efforts are futile, Henderson!” Will shouts back, running to the car and abandoning Lucas in his backyard.
Everyone else is already around the house, so Lucas jogs a little to join them without being yelled at. (Max gets snappy when people are slow.)
“At least give me aux, Will! You know how much I hate your music,”
“Fuck you, Dustin. Fuck you! I get aux and you have to deal with it. I don’t care if you don’t like my shit, it’s my shit and my best friend’s car, and he likes it so you can’t argue.”
When Lucas joins his friend on the driveway, Dustin is open-mouthed, ready to strike back. Not on Lucas’ watch, no way.
“Will gets aux. Always. And stop saying you hate his music, I know you like it just fine.”“And Dustin?” Joyce presses. Ever since the infamous Will-Byers-Is-Missing fiasco of 2012, she’s worried for everyone in the party. That’s probably why she was just waiting for Will and company to come home in complete silence, Lucas thinks.
“Also home safe. C’mon, Mrs Byers. You know I’d never let one of my own walk home alone!” Lucas fakes offense, holding a hand over his heart. Will giggles and Joyce exhales with a smile.
“I know. You are the most trustworthy of your little party.”
“Mom!”Lord. You’re lucky you’re cute, Byers.
Micah watches the exchange across the table, clearly amused. Lucas narrows his eyes at her, just a little. What do you know?
“Okay, so you two are still depressingly single then.”
“You’re not even with this girl yet!”
“Fuck off! I move slowly!”
“Ain’t that the truth…”
“What the hell, guys, this is so unfair! At least I’m looking.” Micah huffs out, crossing her arms and pouting.
Lucas is looking, too. Has been since the tenth grade.why didn’t he plan out what he was going to say fuck fuckfuckfuckfuck “I like guys. Gay? But not gay. Fuck, I don’t fucking know.”
It takes Will a second to figure out what Lucas was trying to say (and he doesn’t blame him, honestly, what the fuck did he say) but when he does he just beams.
“For real?” he asks quietly, and why would Lucas joke about something like that?
“Yeah, for real.”
He barely gets the words out before Will pulls him into the tightest hug of his life. He squeezes back instantly, relishing in the feeling of Will’s arms wrapped around his neck and his own hands holding Will’s torso close.
“God, I’m so proud of you. Fucking superhero.”
Lucas squeezes him a little tighter.He feels Will laugh a little, hot against his neck. “Guess you’re not the token straight friend anymore, huh?”
Lucas, despite his longtime fear of not being the token straight, laughs wholeheartedly and melts when Will rubs at the nape of his neck with his thumb.
Yeah, Lucas is gonna be totally fine.They’re so close. An inch apart, maybe.
A million thoughts rush through Lucas’ head.
I love you
I need you
Please kiss me
I need to kiss youLucas isn’t entirely confident in his idea, but he’s pretty sure Will has been trying to communicate with him through Taylor Swift for years.
Forget being in love with an idiot, Lucas is the idiot.
He can’t focus on anything for the rest of the plane ride.“I’m in love with you,” Lucas blurts out before he loses the nerve, “In the gay way.”
Will is silent for so long Lucas is pretty sure he broke him.“Me too. Also. Love you. In the gay way.”
Will laughs again, hiding his face in the crook of Lucas’ neck. He can probably feel his heartbeat, lord.
“Just take me home, Sinclair.”He squeezes Will’s hand gently, and whispers, “Of course,” Then, after a moment’s deliberation, adds,
“I’d go anywhere with you.”