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Mike opens his mouth, then closes it. Too many questions crowded in the back of his throat. What happened to you this week? What are you hiding? Why didn’t you call me? None of them make it out.
Lucas, steadier, breaks the silence.
“Whose car was that?”
It takes Will a moment to answer. He blinks at the wall behind Lucas like he’s trying to rewind something in his head.
“I borrowed it,” he says finally.
Lucas tilts his head. “Really? From who?”
When Will Byers arrives at the WSQK radio station in a vandalized car none of them recognize, the walls he’s built start to crack. What slips out is a secret he’s been hiding in plain sight.
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Dustin reaches the explosive pack, and lights it. The colors go up into the sky, flashes of bright green and white and pale purple against the encroaching, dark, red-and-black sky. A beacon of hope. A promise of tomorrow.
Will watches the fireworks go off, the sparks raining down on a world that ended for him years and years ago.
The night before the end of the world, Mike and Will find a way to meet in the middle.
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05 Feb 2025
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“Will is…” Mike starts. Will is unused to it, hearing Mike's voice say his name so unsure. “Will is my best friend. He’s brought so much joy to— Ugh.” Mike flushes, and shakes his head. “This eulogy sucks. You deserve better.”
“It doesn’t.” He doesn’t offer him the out again. “It’s just me here.”
“Just us,” Mike mirrors. He nods, a little steadier. “Okay. Okay.”
And closes his eyes.
“Will… Will has brought so much joy and kindness and brightness into every day of my life. Every single one. He’s the most creative thing that’s ever existed, and so talented, and so nice about it you can’t even find it in you to be jealous. You want to, because no one should get to be that good at art and be clever and be so good at DND,” Will scoffs, and Mike cracks a smile, eyes still closed. “That you feel like you should hate him for it, but it's impossible. He’s just so good. He can make you like being yourself. When I first met him…” He pauses, lets out a breath that sounds like a ‘huh’, and continues, slow at first: “My first memory is meeting him,” Like he can hear Will’s surprise: “It’s true. On the swings, out back behind the school, him agreeing to be my friend. I can’t cast my memory back any further than that — my history starts with Will. I’ve lived my whole life with that joy and kindness and creativity standing next to me. I can’t imagine—”
“Stop.” Will can barely recognize the word is his. He hadn’t meant to say it, hadn’t wanted to stop this at all, until suddenly his need to stop hearing this superseded his brain, and spoke itself into the room.
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“You want me, but I'm not the easy choice. I'm not a girl; you’d have to come out. You’d have to have that fight with your parents. You'd have to break off your beautiful, safe relationship with my beautiful, safe sister.” Will copes with his guilt the only way he can, by taking solace in the fact that he'll never have to face it. Taking solace, that she’ll never have to know. Taking solace, in the way Mike’s breath goes shaky as he undone another button. “So this is the perfect way to go about it, right? I'm going to die, and this will die with me.”
The tone is warning when Mike says, “Will.”
Will shakes his head. Mike’s pinned hand breaks away, and uses its freedom to lace his fingers with Will’s. “I’m going to die tomorrow, and you can go back to her. And you will have gotten to have this. You’ll get to know you didn't miss a chance, miss all of these easy things you like about me.” He can feel himself tearing up. He shouldn’t. He can’t. “Or you die, and then it doesn't matter. Or —” And Will actually does choke on this one a little bit. “Or El dies.” It's not a possibility. Guilt aside, it just isn’t how the story goes: El is the hero of the story, Will is the sacrifice. She will be fine. “If she dies, you can crawl back to me. You can take my comfort, my solace. Not have to feel bad by cheating on someone who loves you so much.
“Or,” Will says, faltering on the best possible option. The best option, and even it leaves him shattered. “If we all live. What then? You tell me it was a mistake. You tell me it was the apocalypse. You tell me you got scared because I was talking about being dead, and you tell me you did this out of pity. You wanted to take care of me, make me feel less awful before I died. Or, or you say it was the weed, or the beer — It doesn't matter. You’ll come up with something. And I love you,” Will says, desperate and choking on it, only realizing once he sees the widen of Mike's eyes that that was the first time he’s actually said it. He hears Mike’s shaky inhale, feels him pull Will a bit closer. “So I'll accept it. And I'll let you go back to her and I won’t tell and I won't ruin it.” His hand is bunched up in the unbuttoned sides of Mike’s shirt, and he is crying, and Mike’s hand is cupping his face, thumb moving gently over his skin. Something so close to loving he thinks it will shatter him. “And so it, it just works out fucking great for you, Mike.”
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No one ever talks about what happens after.
No one told Will that the monsters would never really leave him. No one told Will how being taken and possessed would sit in his stomach like a coiled-up vine. No one told Will how he'd never feel like himself again.
No one told Will what to do, now that the worst is over and he doesn't feel any better. No one told Will how to handle the after, the in-between of not dying and still feeling dead.
No one told Will how to feel alive, so he figures it out for himself.
(Or; A study of how Will handles— or doesn't handle— the aftermath of what happens to him.)
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It took his eyes a few seconds to focus, and once they did it only brought him even more confusion because the person standing before him was none other than… Mike Wheeler?
What the fuck?
When he left Hawkins behind in the rear-view mirror of his car yesterday, he did not expect to get such a stark reminder of it again so soon.
Mike is Chance’s college roommate and he hates his guts, the only silver lining is the pretty boy who comes to visit him every week.
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how the moon eclipsed the sun by castle__byers for atomeow
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
04 Apr 2026
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Will goes to Stacey's graduation party with no expectations. Just drink, dance, have fun. He shares a kiss with a boy thats been haunting his peripherals in the school corridors for months. A beautiful, one-time thing he thinks he'll be leaving behind in Hawkins as he moves to NYC.
Only, Will has always attracted ghosts. And this one, with cherry-chocolate eyes and sun-kissed skin, ends up being his university dorm mate.
But the thing that scares Will the most is, he doesn't mind being haunted by Chance Miguel. In fact, he's sort of everything Will has been yearning for.
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talk to me dirty; talk to me sweet by thesweetestdream
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
02 Aug 2026
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Will and Mike accidentally overhear a couple talking dirty over the walkie, and start repeating some of the filthy phrases to each other for shits and giggles. What starts as a joke, soon turns into something they can't stop doing – and can’t tell anyone about.
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Mike and Will start talking dirty to each other for fun. What they don't consider is that it would accidentally turn them on.