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He takes a deep breath.
“I want him the way I should have wanted Jane.”
Max is quiet, when he finally manages to look at her again. Her brows draw together slightly, pausing.
“But,” she whispers, in the space between them. “Will is a boy.”
Mike feels new tears well up behind his lids.
“Max.”
Something shifts in her expression, her mouth parting slightly.
“Oh.”
It’s quiet. Mike’s mouth pulls itself into a bitter smile. “Yeah, oh.”
or, it’s summer ‘90, and while everyone is off to college, Mike and Max scoop up ice cream in the rebuilt Starcourt Mall, reluctantly bonding over their shared hatred for children (and Mike’s little sister and idle friends) who just can’t seem to leave them alone.
or, 5 years later, it isn’t Robin and Steve working at Scoops Ahoy: it’s Max and Mike (who also get accidentally drugged. It's definitely not Steve's fault.)
(inspired by that gorgeous fanart by falloutlaw on twitter!)
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27 Feb 2026
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“What are you doing?” he asks, dumbfounded.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m climbing through the window.”
“You know that people created the doors just for this precise purpose?” Will rolls his eyes, but cannot stop himself from smiling.
“Yes, but it’s not that romantic, isn’t it?” Mike smiles, putting his hands on the windowsill, voice breaking on the romantic.
“Romantic?” Will says, confused, not sure if he heard him correctly.
“Romantic,” Mike frowns, trying to push himself to climb into the window. Will is just standing there, expectedly, observing his failing attempts.
“You don’t have an athletic bone in your body,” Will rolls his eyes and leans against the window still. “Are you sure you don’t want to try the door?”
“And risk being caught by your mother? I don’t know about you, but I would rather not explain to her why I decided to drop by almost at midnight with the expectation to spend the night in her son’s bedroom."
Or: Will comes out. Lucas and Dustin handled it pretty well. Mike Wheeler's reaction is a bit harder to read.
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26 Feb 2026
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You Burn Inside My Memory So Well (You're Caramel) by Hevaann
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
25 Dec 2025
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“Look,” Will says, turning fully on the pallet to face Mike, one hand reaching down for the rough wood to find purchase and ground him. “Do you-, do you want to show me. Like-, like want to practice?”
Mike’s eyes widen but he doesn't say anything.
“Sorry, stupid idea, just wanted to help.” Will is trying to gather the words back up from the air between them and into his mouth.
“I never thought it was stupid.” Mike says, so quietly it's not much more than an exhale. “I suggested it first.” He adds, like it's a secret.
Will grips the pallet harder. “Show me. I really do want to help.”
Mike bites his lip a sec, and Will thinks he's going to say no, but then Mike's darting forward and pressing his lips firm and quick against Will’s. It's barely a kiss. Not romantic. Not enough to leave a scar. Will bleeds anyway.
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Or: Mike has been kissing Will on and off since they were seven. How are you supposed to recognise an avalanche when you are drowning in snowballs?
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12 Feb 2026
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i could be your lover (and you could be my heartache) by sunsetozier
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
19 May 2026
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Silence. Hungry, carnivorous—or maybe cavernous, vast and lined with teeth, ready to bite. The quiet before the storm, the gasped breath in before the heart stops. Tragedy tastes bitter. Blood tastes like pennies. Both are in the air, promises coating the tongue. Something bad is about to happen.
From beneath the bed, something reaches out—a mass of darkness, a shapeless nothing—and it grabs Mike by the wrist, yanks him forward. Mike chokes on a yelp and flails his arm free, blood dripping from where the shadows grabbed him, like the touch of darkness has split him open. He tries to scramble away, unfolds his legs to kick himself back but only makes himself easier, more vulnerable. The unidentifiable mass encircles Mike's ankle, and he screams something agonized, terrified—and then it pulls Mike, clawing at the carpet with his bloodied fingers, under the bed.
This time, the silence isn't hungry. It's satisfied.
will starts entering the mindscape in his dreams on the same night that mike gets taken by vecna. this is probably the least confusing part of everything that happens after.
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28 Jan 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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26 Jan 2026