#will and henry

[actuallyathena05]

my byler variants:

rosesword (sleeping beauty au)

will is aurora, mike is phillip, and henry is malificent

(but will gets waken up by something other than a kiss because the kiss part of this is always so eugh)

part one | part two | part three

[velvet4510]

Instead of a wormhole, what should the Upside Down have truly been?

Creation of Will’s via unlocked latent powers on Nov 6

Creation of Will’s via powers gained from Dimension X on Nov 6

Creation of El’s via touching Will’s mind as well as the Demo’s on Nov 6

Supernatural result of Will’s birth that grew along with him

Result of a major moment in Will’s childhood via latent powers

Result of El & Will’s minds unknowingly reaching out to each other over time

Result of Vecna & Will’s minds/memories connecting on Nov 6

Creation from Vecna’s memories upon being sent to Dimension X by El in 1979

Creation of Vecna’s to manipulate Will, built shortly before Nov 6

Will’s own mindscape, made physical by his latent powers on Nov 6

Will’s own mindscape, made physical by connection between him and Vecna on Nov 6

Other

Voting ended onMar 19

[erikiara80]

Alice and not Henry on the rocketship slide

A sandbox... like the sand in a desert?

[stileshoodieisred]

Okay so I need help figuring out the next thing to write. So i thought might as well ask. I'm between three things

1. Is called "happy birthday" its about Henry making a visit to Will in a dream and celebrating their birthdays together. It's more creepy and horror like. This would be more of a 1 chapter fic or a wip. The goal was to have it by the 22nd but I thought of the idea to late.

2. The other is Byler. Not creepy. Some softness, some angst, some smut. Multi chapter. But the main idea i got so far is body worship under stain glass windows. The colour's reflecting on them. Abandoned Chuchgate/nuns quarters. Claiming sanctuary.

3. El centric called "People Watching" it's about what El is going through between the 18 months between s4 and s5. It's specifically her POV during my other fic "when will it make sense" as a way to train her powers and keep an eye on everyone while she's isolated she goes into her void a lot and checks everyone out. As well as stretch her powers out and tried finding strangers. Observing humanity in its rarest form and learning from it even though she is aware that she shouldn't. She can't help it though for sake of learning people. She does come first hand with Byler and figures out whats going o

help me

happy birthday

stain glassed

People Watching

Voting ended onMar 25

[drewsb12]

Will Byers & Henry Creel (Stranger Things) || Silver Spoon

!!! SPOILERS ST5 !!!

[icequeenliafics]

Alter Ego [Henry&Will]

trigger warning: mentions of blood and death

His Master’s wrath knew no end. He was all knowing, all seeing, pure strength – he was power incarnate. And yet he was stuck here, caged in this empty world, on a planet he had already devoured, a dimension utterly harvested. All prey hunted and all life fed on and still. Still the hunger prevailed, deep and aching. A painful, gaping nothing that drove him mad, pushed him to the edge of despair, but never granting the relief of the fall. The relief of an end.

He could not remember his beginning and he knew there would not be an end. Death would never find him and so he was left starving, aching for the sweet taste of warm blood, spilling from writhing flesh. For the thrilling screams of a dying thing. The vision of intelligent eyes as life drained from them. 

He was the single entity in all of existence that deeply and truly ached for its end. And yet he was damned to persist, to endure this endless, eternal hunger. Ripping the life from those who so desperately clung to it, his sole consolation.

His head felt like it was about to burst. Too much information in too little time. He didn’t want to see this, he didn’t want to know, he didn’t want to understand the monster that had made his life a living hell. He rejected it, his mind fighting against the altered point of view.

Please, Will begged, his voice a sound without a body, as he kept falling and falling and falling through memories. Stop it. Please.

I’m sorry, Henry answered, his voice echoing through this cramped empty space. But I need you to understand.

And Will desperately wished for lungs to scream, for eyes to cry, for fingers to dig into his skull as images kept flashing before him.

Link to fic

[julia-roman-11-06-1983]

In this world of illusions, we can experience happiness and joy for a moment, know what peace and tranquility are...

At that moment, I was happy that you were there...