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we all have a hunger (tell me what you need) by papenathy
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
03 Jun 2025
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“Looks like I bit you.” Will tilts his head to get a better look. All Mike can do is stare at him. His fluffy hair at the front, clumped pieces at the back where he’d slid his fingers in a mere few minutes before. His pretty green eyes that look hazel or even brown in this light, the dark circles he gets when he drinks framing them like intricate paintings. A satisfied, bloody smile.
Mike isn’t satisfied. He swallows thickly, choking down the words 'don’t you want more?'
Or: Will dresses as a vampire for a college halloween party, but Mike thinks his costume isn’t bloody enough. Will lets him fix it. Mike goes into a crisis.
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07 Dec 2025
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It’s winter in Hawkins, and Mike and Will aren’t speaking anymore. Living in Mike’s house, Will tries to be invisible, spending most of his time in the basement.
Then the power goes out — and if there’s one thing he dreads more than facing Mike, it’s the cold.
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Seven nights in which Mike and Will have to sleep in the same bed, even though they’re barely friends anymore.
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05 Dec 2025
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Will Byers lays restless after the night it all went down only to be met with a knock on his door. While trying to sleep he's kept up by the man his heart has been so devoted to for years.
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02 Dec 2025
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"I'll kill you," he whispers, struggling half-heartedly in his hold. Their mouths keep coming together, his words uttered around their shared breaths. It makes him feel lost and disoriented, disassembled. It's strange how hazy and surreal everything leading up to this moment had felt, but Lalo kisses him now like he's the only real thing left, and the sensation of falling back into his body is dizzying. All of a sudden he can feel the warmth from the fire and the weave of the couch beneath his fingertips, the scratch of stubble. "I'll kill you."
"You won't," Lalo says, lazy and slow and supremely confident, and Nacho hates the way he thinks, spoiled Salamanca brat, with no rancour, hates how he feels himself stir in his pants. Lalo smells of clean cotton and tastes of fresh tomatoes and top-shelf whiskey, smoky like the barrel of a gun in his mouth, and Nacho has missed him like a phantom limb.
But this is, as with everything Salamanca, a power play.
He pushes him away, and Lalo goes, just barely. It makes him feel bereft. "I should kill you for what you did to my father."
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03 Sep 2025
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