musthavebeen_thewind
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Mike hasn’t prayed since November, 1983. But nearly ten years and 800 miles away from the last time, staring up at the dark stain in the ceiling paint, Mike thinks: God, give me a sign.
And then, the phone rings.
or; new york city in the 90s is just as perpetually rainy as hawkins was in 80s. except for one will byers, who despite mike wheeler's best efforts, is a beam of sunlight. (in which, over the course of 5 years, mike and will find their way back to each other.)
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desire, like a monster by musthavebeen_thewind
Fandoms: The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner (Movies)
13 Aug 2025
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sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine.
or; the flare is a parasite. newt is its host. thomas is the object of both of their obsessions.
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the eternal recurrence by musthavebeen_thewind
Fandoms: The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner (Movies)
18 Jul 2025
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the end of the world is never really the end. that is to say, if you lose someone in this life, you will find them again in the next.
or; the one in which newt and thomas were... something before the maze
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seeds in a garden by musthavebeen_thewind
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types
15 May 2025
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peter dies, and it's cruel. tony lives, which is even more cruel. and really, it was always a simple story.
or; vignettes from that first year after the snap.
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everything i wanted (might’ve been a nightmare) by musthavebeen_thewind
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types
19 Nov 2020
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i tried to scream, but my head was underwater.
or; the soul world isn’t all it’s made out to be.
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The water ebbs around them, slow and tranquil, but the storm raging inside Will is anything but.
All he sees are Mike’s eyes as he closes the gap. A drop of water rolls down his neck, disappearing into the naked line of his collarbone.
“Say no if you don’t want me to,” he murmurs. “Push me back.”
Or, Will gets swept into Mike’s irresistible pull after a single night that changes their friendship forever. Late night talks turn into even later night kisses, friendly nudges to intoxicating touches, and the creaking of bedsprings now means something other than the return of Will's nightmares. Each new change blurs the line between friendship and something more, and as Will struggles to stay afloat through Mike's confusing storm, he starts wondering what it is exactly they are - and whether he'll sink for good in trying to find out.
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29 Apr 2026
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Will could still feel it. The storm. Feel the way it moved, fast and endless and alive, spreading through everything; through him. Black clouds twisting in impossible shapes, something enormous shifting inside them, something that saw him even when he couldn’t see it back.
He jerked upright with a gasp and the room slammed back into place around him.
The dorm he shared with Mike. The single beds they'd pushed together to make one. The faint glow of the lamp on the other side of the room – always left on for Will. The low, distant hum of the city that never slept.
New York. 1992.
Not there.
But the feeling didn’t leave. It clung to him, cold and heavy.
The lamp flickered.
He froze.
The light stuttered once, dimming and snapping back so quickly it barely resisted. But he felt it, the drum of energy, like a pulse.
Will’s stomach dropped.
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14 Apr 2026
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As much of a mystery as Mike was, Will had come to understand at least one thing. Mike needed to be needed.
Will felt like a lightbulb had gone off in his head when he’d come to the realisation.
The dealing, the sex, the taunting texts – it all made sense. People came to Mike to get what they needed, whether that be drugs, an orgasm, or the last word in a fiery exchange.
The goading messages were a test, Will had decided – a constant push and pull, Mike seeing whether Will would come back and defend himself against his harsh words.
In a way, Will was no better than the people traipsing Mike’s door at all hours of the night. He did need something from Mike, just the same as everyone else.Or:
Ending up on the infamous roster of the college drug dealer was not in Will's college plans. He'd had a list — a real one, written down — of how this year was supposed to go. Mike Wheeler was not on it. None of this was.
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12 Apr 2026
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Will raises his eyebrows. “Is that why you came in here?” he repeats, looking back down at the blue flannel. “To ask me about the weather in Lenora?”
“Kind of,” Mike says, and then, “well no, not about the weather specifically. I just– I wanted to talk to you.”
“Oh.” And Will looks a lot more surprised at this, actually, than the idea that Mike might have just wanted to come to his room to make small talk about unseasonably frigid California winters. “Okay. What about?”
“Anything.” The response is embarrassingly immediate. “Everything. I don’t know. I missed you.”
Hawkins, 1986. The world is ending, there are too many people in Mike's house, and to top it all off, he and Will have some things to talk through.
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07 Apr 2026
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to float around, and ghost my friends by hypnotic_coro
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
02 Apr 2026
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It was easy to recall how Mike had been as a child: vibrant, bold, and loyal to a fault. Somewhere, lost to time or playing endlessly on sun-flared memories, was a version of Mike Wheeler that cradled hand-crafted toys like treasure. It was the Mike who had spent days on the frontline searching for Will, who had thrown himself into fire to shelter a terrified stranger, who lived in waiting room chairs and the threadbare blankets of Jonathan’s house. Who had brought Will back from the brink when no one else could, and who had gifted a joy to him that Jonathan had never seen before. A Mike who cared, above all else. Golden-tinged light.
Mike and Will, and a thread of missed signs.
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- Part 1 of a haunted house, with a picket fence
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06 Apr 2026