#stranger static

[str4ng3rdanger]

minecraft storymode posting

anyway so i hardly draw these guys have pity (jesskas moment)

(i headcanon jesse as nonbinary with the they/he pronoun swag (they/she for the fem jesse but that can wait for whenever i post about jesstra..................) okay epic gaming)

obsessed with jesskas. obsessed. recently been playing again and like. he is so. sweet. sweet guy. i love him.

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

genre is iconic bi characters and best boys 🫶🏾 greatest characters of all time methinks with the prettiest smile

they are the best characters in fiction, I don't care, gotta be one of my favourite genders, they all have such huge place in my heart all goated characters bi icons carrying(the mvp of tbe wbole show) their shows, the fact that are all REALLY GOOD at art and science, the new renaissance also got the prettiest face too 😔

[some-mari-thoughts]

Room full of broken things

Static world in one of it's early stages, and Mari exhausting herself for a while. She'll get back to action, obviously. But it is especially hard sometimes

[mikesbasementbeets]

byler in every episode -> 3.06. e pluribus unum

[bylertruth3r]

thoughts? his haircut looks like the one he had during the static kiss and that would mean they already filmed the byler kiss (maybe it happened pre time skip) and it got leaked plus they used static effects for the Stranger Things 4 experience

[theokusgallery]

I wonder what's their relationship with their siblings. (referring to Nick and Sunny)

Also...Will there be Mari, Aubrey, Kel, and Hero?... I wonder if you're going to add them or not (hhshjsjs I'm getting a little bit *too* curious)

Interesting question ! I was literally continuing a WIP about Nick and Statice's (Nick's sister) realtionship as I saw this ask, lol. (No link with the picture above, I just drew that one for fun). I was also just talking about them extensively in Tosteur's server, sooooo...

Statice and Nick love each other very much. They grew up constantly around one another, and since their parents weren't always around, they always had to stick with each other and play with each other... They basically only had each other for most of their childhood. So they stick together.

Now, I can't remember if I've ever talked about it here, but Arsenic wasn't really liked by other people as a kid (and that hasn't really changed). He's weird, he's queer, he's mean (socially incompetent), etc etc. Statice, on the other hand, is a lot more normal than he is. They're identical twins, so they were in the same grade growing up, and when they made friends, it was usually together. But every friend they made always, consistently preferred Statice to Nick.

That's not to say Statice doesn't have her fair share of "weirdness", but when it came from her as opposed to Nick, kids around them didn't mind it as much. Like, sure, Nick was into boys, and that was weird and creepy and embarrassing to other kids, but... not only does Statice also like guys, she's trans. Weirdly enough, Nick was ostracised for being queer a lot more than Statice was.

Nick and Statice are very, very close. They spent 99% of their time together, growing up, shared a room, went to the same schools, in the same classes, they still go to the same university (though they don't study the same thing). They share a lot of things and know each other very well. But they have... unaddressed issues and built up resentment on Nick's part, and judgement on Statice's part. S o it's not exactly perfect.

I feel like it's important to note that Statice is the one and only person that Nick doesn't have an unhealthy power dynamic with. She's quite literally the only person that Nick is an okay guy around.

(She's also Sunny's best friend, so you can imagine how that goes when Sunny and Nick get together -- while Statice disapproves of it very much because she knows exactly how much of a creepy piece of shit Nick is :)...)

--Sunny and his sister Mari were also very close growing up. After growing up, though, they kind of drifted apart as Mari moved away for college and Sunny started seeing flaws in her that he... hadn't really wanted to see before, because he idealized her as a kid. They talk sometimes, and they still love each other, and they have an okay relationship, but they're not nearly as close as Nick and Statice are. Sunny kind of gets jealous of them for that sometimes.

I'm not actually sure if i want to add Kel or Hero or Aubrey to the story or not. There's a third friend in Sinny and Statice's friend group that's essential to the storyline, and I'm not opposed to making them Kel or Aubrey, but I haven't thought about them too much, so I don't know yet. Might make 'em an OC. I was hesitating on making Sunny's sibling an OC as well, but the characterization/role I was planning for them ended up being taken by Statice (who I actually care about and think about a lot), so I don't mind it being Mari. Hero is in the story by virtue of being Mari's boyfriend in every universe (/ref), but he has no role or purpose. Imagine he's standing in the background if you so wish

[str4ng3rdanger]

season 19 will only be good if church goes up to caboose and tucker and says "im gay and in love with you" and this gives them the strength to survive without church disappearing and they get to be gay and happy forever the end <3

[turinspeachjam]

STWG Daily Prompt - "Static"

(lightning divider courtesy of enchanthings)

Shout out to SoaringOrnithopter for their birthday prompt that finally encouraged me to write a little Static Shock au featuring none other than Lucas Sinclair

cw: body horror

Listen, Lucas knew it was a bad idea.

Dustin, Mike, and Will were all adamant that he ignore Patrick's invitation and just stay home. But they didn't have to worry about Andy and Jason and the rest of the basketball team cornering him in the locker room to make sure he showed up. This was not the first time the team had forced him to do something in the name of "team bonding." It was, however, the first time they made him get involved in a fight.

Steve was going to be disappointed in him, if he lived long enough to see him after this. He had warned him that the team could be like this and that he should stand his ground if they started to take advantage of his goodwill.

Easier said than done.

It was too late, anyway. Lucas was already here and he was already regretting every decision that lead up to this moment. Because the fight the basketball team dragged him to? Eddie and his friends were the targets.

Lucas wanted to throw up.

When Jason threw the first punch, Lucas hid behind the first thing he could find, which was unfortunately a dumpster near the bar where everyone had decided to gather, some place called The Hideout. Lucas could hear the unmistakable sound of pained groaning and flying fists and he wished with his whole chest to be anywhere other than right there in that moment. Not even his palms pressed tightly over his ears could hide him from hearing Jeff yelling in pain and Gareth cussing out Andy and Brian begging them to stop.

And Eddie taunting Jason with every blow he took.

It was all too much.

And then there were sirens and shouting and Lucas knew it was time to run home as fast as his legs could carry him. Except, the voices that accompanied the sirens were not members of the Hawkins Police Department. Lucas peered above the dumpster and could see officers, but he had no idea where they had come from. Maybe state police?

Whoever they were, they had no compunction about throwing gas canisters toward the teenagers. It was the screaming that sent Lucas running. Patrick had gotten a face full of the gas and Lucas watched in horror as his skin began to bubble and melt. Patrick's eyes caught his and mouthed one word before his lips slid down his face.

Run.

Lucas ran and ran and did not stop until he had climbed through his own bedroom window and hid under his comforter until his hands stopped trembling and his heart stopped racing. He had no idea when he finally fell asleep, only knew that he could not stop seeing Patrick's face as he told him to run.

Lucas startled awake to someone pounding on his door.

"Wake up, Lucas! We're going to be late and I'm not about to get in trouble because you couldn't get your lazy butt out of bed!"

Lucas groaned, burying his face back into his pillow.

"Quit yelling, Erica! I'll be down in a minute!"

"You better," Erica huffed before stomping off, probably to complain to their mother.

Lucas took a deep breath before forcing himself to sit up, only for his pillow to remain attached to his face. He blinked and went to pull it off only to find that his sheets were sticking to his hands. By the time he managed to wrangle his bedding off of himself, he was out of breath and knew Erica was going to kill him for wasting more time.

And then his homework started flying toward him, his math worksheet nailing him right in the face where his pillow had previously been trying to smother him. Whatever was going on, Lucas had no time for it. With some dramatic flailing and a dexterity save that would make Will proud, Lucas was able to escape his room, dressed and ready for school, without anything else trying to cling to him.

By the time Lucas was dropped off at the front doors of Hawkins High, the weirdness of that morning had left his mind, his thoughts more focused on Patrick and the night before. There was a lot of whispering in the halls, only some of which Lucas could pick out.

A pit formed in his stomach.

He heard Jason's name being thrown around. And Eddie's. And Patrick's. Lucas was afraid someone was going to realize he had been there, that he had seen what had gone down outside The Hideout, and demand answers from him. That did not happen, though. He drifted through the hallways like the loser he had been in middle school, not important enough to pay attention to unless someone wanted to remind him why he was at the bottom of the social food chain.

He reached his locker in record time, stuffing his backpack inside and grabbing the few things he needed for his first class. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Dustin striding toward him like a man on a mission. Lucas was half tempted to make a run for it, avoid talking to Dustin so he could pretend last night had not happened for just a little bit longer, but he remained by his locker like a man awaiting execution.

"Lucas," Dustin greeted with a smile. "You have no idea how relieved I am to see you."

Lucas's confusion must have been apparent on his face because Dustin explained himself without further prompting.

"No one from the basketball team has come in today, just you. Eddie isn't here either, but he skips sometimes so I'm sure he's fine."

Lucas swallowed. He really hoped Eddie was fine. If anyone deserved to come out of last night fine, it was Eddie and his friends. The reminder of their presence at last night's scuffle made Lucas feel nauseous.

"Right, yeah."

"Anyway, I'm glad you saw sense and stood your ground. Steve's gonna be so proud of you. I may not get the whole jock thing, but I'm glad you're okay."

Lucas couldn't stand it anymore. Dustin was looking at him so earnestly and Lucas didn't deserve any of it.

"I didn't, Dustin," he murmured, shame coloring his voice. "I went last night. The guys waited for me and brought me with them. I didn't want to go, but I didn't know how to say no without getting labeled a traitor."

"But you're here and they're not," Dustin interrupted, unfazed. "Which means you left before anything happened, right?"

Lucas shook his head, anxiously glancing around to make sure no one was listening in on them.

"Dust, it was bad. Like, Code Red bad."

Dustin's eyes grew wide and he too started checking their surroundings. Without preamble, Dustin grabbed Lucas's arm and pulled him down the hallway until they were safely tucked away inside the drama room, hidden from prying eyes.

"Okay, spill."

And spill Lucas did. He told Dustin about the fight, how Jason started it, about hiding behind the dumpster, about the mysterious officers and the gas, and about Patrick telling him to run. By the time he was finished recounting the whole night, his hands were shaking again. Dustin was staring at him, his face pale.

"Holy shit."

And then, the icing on the cake, some paper streamers made a home on Lucas's elbow, just like his bedding and homework had stuck to him that morning. Dustin went to help pull it off and watched in shock as some random sheet music took its place.

"This was happening this morning, too," Lucas admitted with a strained voice. "I don't know why, but it's like I'm the embodiment of static cling."

"Maybe it's the gas from last night," Dustin joked. "Maybe it made you sticky."

Lucas wanted to snap at Dustin for making light of such a traumatizing night, but held his tongue at the obvious anxiety weighing on his friend's shoulders. Dustin wore his heart on his sleeve and it was clear how worried he was about Lucas and Eddie and the rest of their friends.

"Do you want to call Steve? He'd let us skip if we told him what happened."

Lucas kind of did want to call Steve, to play hooky for a day just to get the haunting images of last night out of his head, but he felt like that would be giving in somehow.

"Nah, I'm okay," he reassured Dustin. "I can wait until Steve picks us up after school."

Dustin didn't look convinced, but he also didn't argue, so Lucas counted that as a win. Of course, that was when the bell rang. Both of them scrambled off to their respective classes, determined to get through the rest of the day before dealing with the horrors of the real world.

That determination lasted until the entire student body was dragged into the gym for an impromptu assembly. The sinking feeling in Lucas's gut returned in full force. He found himself seeking out Dustin, finding his friend waving him over in the middle of the bleachers. Will and Mike were sitting next to him, but they seemed to be caught up in their own conversation. He eyed Dustin nervously and Dustin gave him a cautious smile in return.

So, he hadn't told Will and Mike.

That made Lucas breathe a little easier. It wasn't as though he wanted to keep secrets, just that he wanted to tell them on his own time and it was hard enough telling Dustin about the whole thing.

Principal Higgins cleared his throat, garnering the attention of the students enough that the low hum of chatter ceased entirely. It was eerily quiet and the sudden absence of sound filled Lucas with dread.

"I apologize for interrupting your morning, but I have some unfortunate news to share with all of you," Higgins announced, a gravity to his tone that filled the gym with palpable tension. "Last night a fight broke out that resulted in the deaths of Andy Thomas and Patrick McKinney. The other students involved are recovering from some serious injuries and likely will not return to the school for some time."

Lucas sat frozen in his seat. Patrick was dead. He was dead. Whatever that gas was killed him. He wished then that he had taken Dustin up on his offer to call Steve. He wasn't sure he could make it through the whole day carrying the image of Patrick dying in front of him.

"If any of you feel like you need to talk to someone, feel free to reach out to Ms. Kelley. My door is also open for anyone who needs it."

Lucas is pretty sure Higgins made some speech about not starting fights and saying no to peer pressure, but he was too focused on the fact that Eddie was hurt. Eddie got hurt and Lucas did nothing to help him. He hid behind a dumpster like a coward.

"Do you wanna cut class and see if Steve will drive us to check on Eddie?"

Lucas smiled weakly at Dustin before nodding. Mike and Will were still in their own world and Lucas was not ready to burst their bubble quite yet.

Steve made a couple comments about not wanting to incur the wrath of Lucas's mom, but one look at Lucas's face had him pulling the boy into a firm hug. It didn't fix everything, but it did make Lucas feel a whole hell of a lot better. When Dustin told Steve they wanted to check on Eddie, Steve only hesitated for a moment before sighing and giving in.

The drive to Eddie's was quiet. Lucas was desperate to check on him, to apologize for both being there last night and not doing anything to stop it from happening. He was afraid of how Eddie was going to react, especially since Eddie had not taken too well to Lucas joining the basketball team in the first place. After last night, Lucas would be surprised if there even was a basketball team anymore, at least for the current season.

By the time they pulled up in front of Eddie's trailer, Lucas was a bundle of nerves, torn between wanting to make sure his friend was alright and dreading seeing the aftermath of the night prior. Dustin was clearly bursting at the seams, ready to check on Eddie.

"Let's not bombard him, okay," Steve instructed, his voice gentle and firm. "You guys said he was hurt and I know you wanna check to make sure he's doing okay, but if he tells us to scram then we're out of here. Capisce?"

Dustin nodded vigorously, whereas Lucas's acknowledgement was more subdued. The three of boys hopped out of the Beemer and walked up the steps to Eddie's front door. Dustin knocked loudly, not dissimilar from Erica's pounding from that morning. Lucas almost told him to be more gentle, but then the door swung open and the trio came face-to-face with an exhausted looking Eddie Munson. There were bruises on his face and arms, but he otherwise appeared unharmed.

"You're okay!" Dustin's shout was loud enough to wake the dead, making both Lucas and Steve rub their ears at the sudden sound.

"Henderson? The hell are you doing here?" Eddie seemed confused and looked from Dustin to Lucas to Steve, his eyes lingering on Lucas longer than anyone else.

"We came to check on you, duh," Dustin exclaimed like an exasperated mother. "You weren't in school and we had an assembly about the fight and Lucas said-"

"Sinclair," Eddie drawled, seemingly uncaring that he interrupted Dustin's explanation. "Were you there last night? I didn't see you, but I did see your buddies and they gleefully gave me and the boys some bruises. Where were you?"

"Hiding," Lucas admitted, his voice barely a whisper. "I didn't wanna be there at all and Jason made me come, said I'd be hurting Patrick by ignoring his invitation to join in. I didn't know it was going to be a fight. I didn't know that was going to happen. I didn't know. I'm sorry."

Eddie hummed, his eyes bored holes through Lucas like he was trying to pick apart his very soul. Whatever he saw must have satisfied him because the next thing Lucas knew, Eddie was pulling him into a tight hug much like the one Steve had given him.

"It's okay, Lucas," Eddie murmured. "I'm not mad at you. You did good. Hiding probably kept you safe."

"It didn't though," Lucas whined. "I watched Patrick die. He melted right in front of me."

Eddie held him tighter and pulled him inside the trailer. Lucas felt him jerk his head and figured that he was telling Steve and Dustin to follow him inside. The moment the door closed behind them, Eddie pulled Lucas away from the safety of his arms and held his shoulders in a firm grip.

"Lucas, listen to me," Eddie said, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Hiding away from that gas was the best thing you could have done, do you hear me?"

Lucas nodded, but was unsure. There was a manic look in Eddie's eyes, like he was holding back something. Before he could ask any questions, he felt a shock of static electricity spark between his shoulders and Eddie's hands, prompting Eddie to let go of him. Lucas watched as Eddie studied his own hands with curiosity before looking back at Lucas, concern written all over his face.

"I don't think hiding saved me from the gas," Lucas whispered, a dawning horror settling like a rock in his stomach. "I think it did something to me."

[strawberrybyers]

apparently they’re going to be filming or i guess have been filming in downtown jackson, georgia today which most likely means more byler bts content will be released

[lesbianneopolitan]

riiiight, today there's a Live Letter for FFXIV of the next patch AND the Valentine's event is up already, so I gotta do iiiiiiiiit

[howifeltabouthim]

When will the anguish go away? she asked the Professional. Or even will it? It will change, he said. Nothing stays the same. She half laughed. Except me.

Susan Minot, from Don't Be a Stranger

[bylertruth3r]

what if this is from a Vecna vision for Mike or Will? or a dream? it would be perfect way to introduce Mike's gayness to the GA. they might have already filmed things from before the time jump (this picture is from a glitch from the showing of s4 at an event btw and they also showed the cabin scene during another glitch)

[theokusgallery]

Statice doodles !

[str4ng3rdanger]

hello minecraft storymode fandom

magnus . nonbinary w/ any pronouns

that's all

[henrysglock]

looking at the clark’s drop like. who goes there.

[dragon-subway]

tell ya what i could have passed as a fully functioning person today holy shit