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Something is Wrong with Mike Wheeler by The_Bees_Want_Arson for Orcareux
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
05 Jan 2026
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“Jeez, you really are sick.” Will muttered and Mike choked out a laugh.
“‘S just my luck.” He murmured, ignoring the way his head spun when he lifted it from the toilet seat.
Even under the harsh white light of the bathroom, Will still looked good, his honey brown eyes furrowed in concern and lips slightly parted. He was beautiful, and Mike wanted to bite him.
He recoiled a bit at the thought but now that he had thought it, it wouldn't go away. He could imagine it, digging his teeth into Will’s wrist, blood beading from the teeth marks faster than he could lick it up. The rushing in his ears got louder, twin heartbeats thudding in his ears and Mike turned to heave into the toilet again, not even bothering to stop the sobs that were ripping through him.
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Mike Wheeler has always had shit luck; he just didn't think it was this shit. Something is wrong with him, and it all started when he was attacked by a stray Demo-bat.
Note: The summery still might be changed
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- Part 2 of Mike Wheeler, the boy that you are
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06 Jan 2026
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He remembers, eyes squeezed shut against the swell of nausea and vertigo that claws through him, being not-quite-thirteen, and listening eagerly to Mr. Clarke explain the science behind dreams.
“Dreams,” he’d said, “are often seen as these sacred experiences, something that has to have a deeper meaning. We have centuries of examples of dream interpretation, the art of examining commonalities between different dreams to find a single interpretation.
“The thing is,” he’d continued, “dreams are just your brain’s way of processing and regurgitating information; a fruit-salad of information, so-to-speak. Sure, it can mean something, but it’s more likely to be a random grab-bag of facts and feelings that you’ve come across in life.”
A fruit-salad of information. Here, in the dark bathroom at a little past three in the morning, Mike breathes carefully, and tries to dissect where the supposed ingredients of his fucked-up dream salad actually came from.
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Vecna is weak. Injured. He's still strong enough to hit the Party where it hurts.
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- Part 1 of sunlight
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25 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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Bookmarked by dawndishes
24 Dec 2025
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On a midnight cookie jar run, Holly stumbles upon Mike sneaking Will inside the house past Hopper's curfew, and while the Wheeler parents are asleep. She witnesses something she wasn't meant to see and drops the bomb at Mike the next morning during breakfast.
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“Do a lot of studying last night?” Holly clicks her tongue, staring hard.
Mike's smirk falls, brows shooting up under his curly bangs at the question.
“Yeah, actually I did.”
“What was your test on again? The one you were in study group for with friends?” Holly plays it up, eyes skyward in thought, and then landing on Mike knowingly, her lips curving in a simper. “Chemistry? Anatomy?”
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24 Dec 2025
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“Friends don’t lie?” It’s a callback, an ancient one, a pinky-promise made between two children at the dead of night, one passed on to their other friends, one that hasn’t been followed for a long time.
“Yeah. Yeah, friends don’t lie. I promise I won’t,” Mike vows, holding onto Will impossibly tighter, like he can speak it into being.
“Okay,” Will whispers, sounding suspiciously choked up. Sad with a resigned longing that Mike doesn’t know how to soothe. “I promise, too.”
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After the Byers' move into the Wheeler house and Will starts sleeping in the basement, Mike can't stop himself from hovering at the top of the stairs every time he has a nightmare. With a few bumps along the way, this somehow culminates in a whole lot of cuddling and a hell of a lot more personal introspection.