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It started by Steph asking Tim, “Do you ever just get laid and relax?”
Tim: “That’s not relaxing at all.”
Steph, Bart and Kon: ???
Kon: “I’ll show you I good time, I swear.”
AKA Kon shows Tim what it’s like to turn his big brain off and feel
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I don't wanna fight the tide by lover_in_the_cove (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
23 Sep 2024
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The air in Hawkins was clear, clearer than it had been in a long time. Yet for Will, it had never been harder to breathe. Every breath felt like sucking in glass, cutting up his lungs and leaving the taste of blood in his throat. It's like he's surrounded by thick honey, each step an effort, each inhale a challenge.
It didn't take Will long to realise something was wrong. Not with Hawkins, not with the Party. No, this was all Will.
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After the defeat of Vecna, Will gets sick. Really sick.
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I'm gonna die omg I love this
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Will raised an eyebrow at his friend's antics, then dropped his eyes to where he knew Dustin had reached a hand out towards him.
“This summer, we stick together. You and me, Byers.”
Will grinned, taking Dustin’s hand and shaking it. “You and me, Henderson.”
A rewrite of S3:
The night Dustin gets back from Camp Knowhere, he brings the Party up to the highest point in Hawkins to set up Cerebro. He thought that his friends would be excited to have him back-- even if it wasn't the most entertaining to sit on a hill and talk into a radio with no response, he thought they would at least wait for him before going home. He thought it was going to be the best summer ever.
Instead, he finds himself and the one friend that didn't leave him, Will Byers, intercepting a weird Russian transmission.
And, well... if he couldn't have the best summer ever, at least he and Will would have an eventful one.
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