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The first person Mike ever killed was Lonnie Byers.
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19 Mar 2026
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It wasn’t him who was wrong, it was the rest of the world.
The only thing that had made sense to Mike, even at a young age, was Will Byers. Now that he finally had him back, his precious Will, he’d never let him slip between his fingers again.
Not for anything.
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19 Mar 2026
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“Hungry,” is all Mike manages to get out. Will can hear each ragged breath scuttle up and down his chest. He squints at Mike, the boy refusing to break eye contact, staring intently at Will. The emptiness from this morning is back.
Will scoots up in bed and shimmies out of his blanket cocoon, placing his hands on the sides of Mike’s arms. “Are you feeling sick?” he questions gently. Something’s not right.
Mike shakes his head and once again, opens his mouth with a brief pause before speaking. “I’m so hungry, Will.”
Mike gets a little too into the occult. After a ritual-gone-wrong, Will has to piece together a decades-old mystery to save his best friend's life.
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18 Mar 2026
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"So," Mike said, voice rougher now, almost careful, "you think you're bigger?"
The words hung there, half-joke, half-challenge, drawn from the same nervous energy that made Mike open up moments earlier.
Will's pulse hammered in his ears. He met Mike's eyes, and really looked at him, he saw the same mix of curiosity and embarrassment staring back.
"I bet I am," Will said softly, the words slipping out before he could take them back.Or: Mike Wheeler has a massive dick, Will becomes obsessed with it.
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17 Mar 2026
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we couldn’t stop talking; we couldn’t stop touching (we didn’t even try to stop) by bylerstatic
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
18 Feb 2026
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One lungful of the vapor from the shattered canister and the filters were gone. Every secret, every craving, every filthy thought they’d ever had about each other came spilling out.
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"I do things," Mike confessed, the words raw and jagged. "In the dark. Almost every night."
"How?" Will whispered, his eyes wide, fixed on a single crack in the ceiling. "How exactly do you do that?"
"Kinda… hard," Mike rasped, the serum stripping away every ounce of shame.
——Or: The one where Mike and Will get high on truth and low on inhibitions.
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16 Mar 2026