#DONT JUDGE MEEEE I THOUGHT IT WAS REALLY COOL....

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scenes that go kinda hard

[ozzytalks-moved]

we doing a shipping meme uwu

WE DONT JUDGE ANYONE HERE OKAY. NO ATTACKING PEOPLE FOR WHAT THEY SHIP. ok cool. also these are headcanons of mine,, :) (also theyre in high school and creature feature happens in high school but shush spoilers for the au 🤫)

purple (pinkish tbh) - yEs!!!!!!!

red - thats cute

blue - meh

yellow (ik thats orange but theres no yellow and i want it to look nice) - friends

black - N O P E

(things may look confusing so im putting down where things go/what things are)

lets start with

Billy/Kid - after kid saved billy, they're as close as ever. i imagine him to be really happy when he finds billy and lily in K2.

Kid/Nugget - Nugget feels like Kid is very reliable and trustworthy and Kid normally defends him from everyone (much like billy used to before he went missing)

Lily & Kid - i feel like lily is very very grateful for kid helping her find billy and then assisting them in saving the kids in the principal's lab in their 2nd school. they value their friendship a lot due to how much theyve been through.

kid & jerome - kid lets jerome confide in him a lot after his dad's death, its not often but they consider each other as friends.

Nugget/Billy - Nugget was always defended by Billy and always sat with him at lunch and in morning time, Billy was his first actual friend.

Nugget/Lily - Nugget has confessed to Lily a number of times, and after she kissed his cheek, something definitely developed. they decide to take things slow. (in the au theyre only friends sorry but nugget still likes her)

Ozzy/Ted - ted never wanted to hurt ozzy, he just thought that was what felix wanted. he always adored ozzy and tries to talk to him as much as possible, (their first date is a one on one study session in the park)

Ted & Felix - they never got on in kindergarten, but upon high school, they found they preferred sticking together and getting on more. ted helps felix with his emotions, and felix helps ted with his ptsd. (ted has ptsd after surviving the fall and the spiders dont come for meeee). they still share a room and sit together at lunch

Ted/Felix - no. just stop. stop. get help.

Ted & Penny - they're best friends, speaking to each other about everything and everyone (who they have crushes on). penny sometimes sleeps over and they like to annoy felix by staying up making popcorn, watching movies and trying to put friendship bracelets on him. penny makes a new friendship bracelet for ted every week. (she calls him theo)

Felix/Billy - ShUsH. im working on an au where they meet and felix ends up falling for him.. dont judge me :,) it will all be explained soon i hope in the (secret) au im making that i hope no one else has already :))))))

Monty/Jerome - when monty sees jerome weeping about his dad, he wheels himself over and offers him yo-yos chocolate and tissues with a shoulder to cry on. they end up spending more time together until they finally confess

Lily/Cindy - cindy was always jealous of lily's prettiness, and tries to get back at her. she realises her feelings when she finds lily in the bathroom and decides to be nice for once. they end up kissing and cindy avoids her for a while until lily confronts her about her feelings and they work it out.

Lily/Billy - S T O P I T . GET SOME HELP.

Carla & Buggs - its a simple friendship, Buggs brings contraband to Carla, Carla gets them past Penny. Buggs can't help but catch one-way feelings though.

Carla/Penny - despite penny not approving of carla carrying contraband, she always lets carla off the hook and she has no idea why, she cant figure it out. carla always tries to ask her out on dates but penny just thinks theyre hanging out

Carla/Monty - in this au, the date didnt work out, so they became business pals instead, with carla bringing monty some new items to sell everyday.

Penny & Buggs - despite her taking his knife, Buggs likes Penny as she doesn't talk about his weight or life at home.

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The Two of Us, Alone

Hey so I decided to write a Ryers fic bc I was bored and there’s simply never enough Ryers content out there! Tbh, it turned into more of introspect-Will fic but I hope y’all like it anyways!

The Party was at... a party. Not the first one they had ever been to by any means, but it was a rare occurrence all the same. High school had been weird for the friends: they all grew up and, on some level, their social status’ had elevated. Not to the extent that they were popular popular, but - Lucas done sports, and Mike was in a band, and Jane was the new kid which meant that the intrigue surrounding her around shot her to what was essentially immediate popularity. Max had always really been cool, Will’s artsy image helped him out and even Dustin on some level was no longer considered to be just a nerd; even if his social status had elevated mostly by association.

So, they were at a party. Again, it wasn’t something they done often - even with their newfound “coolness” they tended to prefer movie nights in over a typical high school house party. But it was New Years, and they thought that there was probably something to celebrate out of that.

Mike and El and Max and Lucas had paired off quickly, which wasn’t unusual. As much as Will loved them, they’re undying love for one another could be a little too much sometimes, so Will was honestly glad he wouldn’t have to endure that. Dustin himself had wandered off to a group of people he knew from the Decathlon team, and even from across the room he could see him amibicly talking, hands flying everywhere. It made Will smile to see the group Dustin had surrounded himself with laughing every other second, almost to the point of tears. Dustin deserved every little bit of appreciation and attention he got, and to see the way Dustin’s cheeks grew redder and his smile grow wider made Will feel so... content. He was happy his friends were happy.

That, however, left Will. After being essentially abandoned after the first half hour, he had wandered uselessly to the couch with a beer in hand, watching the party around him. It’s not like there wasn’t anybody else Will could talk to - he could see his art friends in one corner, and friends from his other classes scattered around, throwing him friendly and inviting smiles. It’s not like Will was disliked - it was the contrary, actually, despite what he had expected after his middle school torment. At first Will thought it might of been out of pity, or everyone simply walking on egg shells around the kid who came back to life - Zombie Boy, Will thought bitterly. But the kindness never faded away, and the new friends he met only grew more comfortable around him, and vice verse. So really, Will had plenty of people he could talk to at the party.

It’s a pity there was only one person he actually wanted to talk to.

Out of his entire high school experience, Richie Tozier was the one thing he could have never imagined. Richie was a world wind. He had transferred half way through Freshmen year and immediately latched himself onto the party due to how they reminded him of the losers; something Will would later find out. Not everyone was pleased at first - Mike being particularly unwelcoming of their new friend and the consequent change of the groups dynamic. But not Will. He couldn’t understand why, but Richie made Will happy in ways he had never felt before. Every time he made a comment, or quip, it made Will’s heart burn.

But it wasn’t just that. It was the way Richie looked at Will, as if he was the brightest, best thing he’d ever seen. It was the way he wrapped his arm around his shoulder when he felt Will begin to tense in overwhelming social situations, or the way he would spend hours on end talking to Will after a bad nightmare - or even just talking to him for hours on end in general.

It made Will’s heart want to burst.

And though it shouldn’t have came as a surprise really, Will seriously could’ve have sworn he was dreaming when Richie asked him out.

Homosexuality, of course, was frowned upon in Hawkins. But that didn’t stop Will from knowing he liked boys since he was 9, and it certainly didn’t stop him from nodding shyly at a nervous looking Richie, who shot a relieved grin back. And it didn’t stop the boys from dating either.

Sure, they kept it on the down low. Nobody knew: not even the party, or Will’s mom or brother. It was too risky, even if Will knew that the party would never judge him for such a thing (or, at least, he hoped they wouldn’t). Will even had an inkling suspicion that Joyce already knew, but he couldn’t force himself to bring it up with her.

So they kept it quiet. And that was mostly okay for them. Except for moments like now - where Eleven and Mike and Max and Lucas could publicly make out in a corner while Will sat on the couch alone. He knew Richie was already at the party when they arrived, and although he hadn’t seen him since, it sucked that Will couldn’t march inside and find Richie and kiss him till he couldn’t breathe and be his boyfriend.

It was 10 to 12, and Will rolled his eyes at himself before moving to go outside. Everyone was beginning to crowd in the living room and even in his sulky mood Will could feel his anxiety begin to rise, so he knew the best thing to do was to probably avoid that situation all together. Mike grabbed his arm on his way out, him and El seemingly pulling themselves away from each other long enough to join the party.

“You okay?” Mike asked, ever concerned with furrowed eyebrows and his hand dug into Will’s arm.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Just need some air, I’ll be back in a few.” Will smiled, itching to move away.

“Well, okay... just remember it’s almost 12, and you can’t miss the New Years!” Mike cheered happily, releasing his arm, seemingly satisfied with his answer.

Will gave a nod, and another small smile, before finally making it outside and shutting the door tight behind him.

He lowered himself on the decking and shut his eyes, enjoying what was mostly quiet, save for the muffled shouting inside.

“Kind of a lame party, huh?”

Will jumped looking up, seeing Richie at the other side of the decking, legs sprawled our and a lazy smile on his face.

“I didn’t even see you out here.” Will smiled, more genuinely than before, heart rate quickening rather than slowing down when he looked towards his boyfriend.

“Yeah, been out here for a while now.” Richie replied, “It was getting too much in there for me.”

“Yeah.” Will agreed, fiddling with his fingers. A moment passed.

“So, you gonna get the fuck over here or what, Byers?”

Will grinned, and rolling his eyes moved over to the other boy who’s arms were out and waiting.

“It has been kind of boring.” Will confessed, now sitting firmly under Richie’s arm.

“You’re fucking telling me William, you’re my only saving grace in any social event and I’m only now just seeing you.” Richie groaned, his warm breath fanning over the back of Will’s neck, making the smaller boy shiver.

“I know right? It sucks that I can’t be with you in the way that the others get to be.” Will huffed, feeling Richie’s fingers trail along his sides and dip beneath his shirt.

“Well, we’re alone now,” Richie reasoned, “and I’m pretty sure we can be with each other any way we want when we’re alone.” His voice tickled Will’s ear.

“Yeah, I guess.” Will breathed out, turning to face the other boy.

Richie smiled gently down at him, arms coming to fully circle his waist. His eyes were gentle, and his smile was warm, and Will couldn’t understand why him loving Richie - beautiful, kind, sweet Richie - was such a crime.

“It’s almost midnight.” Richie whispered, and Will could hear the excited screams from inside counting down from 20.

“Mhm.” Will whispered back, eyes slipped shut as his hands travelled behind Richie’s neck, pulling him closer.

“You know, as much as I liked ‘87, I think ‘88 will be pretty alright as long as I still have you.” Richie smiled, face leaning so close he could almost touch. Richie sounded so soft, so sincere that Will couldn’t even mock him for the cheesiness.

“Same. You’re the best I’ve got.” Will smiled back, matching the sentimentality. There was only 10 seconds to go.

“Hey, Will. I love you.”

“I know. Love you too, Rich.”

Maybe 1988 will be different for him and Richie, Will thought. Maybe gay people will suddenly be accepted, and he and Richie wouldn’t have to sneak outside of a party where it was quiet and lonely to kiss each other.

As it were, they were pretty content kissing there way into the year, wrapped around each other where they belonged.

@bakadeno here u go again pls dont judge meeee and thank u for ur encouragement <3