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Mike reached down and grabbed something. He was seated on the edge of the bed, curled towards him with his knee resting near Will’s pillow. He had a carton of freshly washed and cut fruit in his hand. “I already went to the grocery store and got, like, a million things. We could probably shelter in place here for a month and a half.”
Mike said it in a way that was not remotely sexy, but it still made something in Will’s stomach heat. He almost felt like purring, kneading his hands into the mattress with satisfaction. [My alpha got that for me. My alpha is making sure I’m healthy and hydrated. My alpha is taking such good care of me.]
A record scratch went off in Will’s head. Christ alive, Mike was NOT his alpha.
(A/B/O AU… And they were roommates!)
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Bookmarked by t_gaii
08 Apr 2026
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BEST OMEGAVERSE the details on presenting, hormone and scent blockers... all very very coherent. The build up between byler, the sex.... it's so so so so good
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Mike is spending the last urgent summer days with Will in Hawkins. He’s also writing in college. Somehow, these two things are always happening at once.
Or, ‘Funny how there’s a face underneath my face.’
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900-XXX-XXXX call 4 a good time <3
or;
Will Byers is a phone sex operator, and Mike Wheeler is his favorite caller.
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03 Apr 2026
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this fic somehow being the best thing I've ever read holy shit
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At twenty-two, Mike’s life is far better than he ever thought it would be. He graduated from The University of Chicago in May, after getting his diploma in English, and his entire future being at his fingertips (something he always thought he would be terrified of) feels almost exhilarating.
He loves his apartment back in Chicago and it’s horrible winters, he loves his shitty car that’s dented to hell and back. He loves sitting at his typewriter as novel ideas flow from his fingertips. He loves that he finally did it, he escaped Hawkins. It’s something he’s proud of even four years later, because he left and grew into himself and didn’t become his goddamn father like he was always terrified he would. He loves that he healed enough to willingly return to his godawful hometown for his sister’s wedding.
More than anything else, he is completely and utterly in love with Will Byers.
And that is something his best friend can never, ever know.
OR: the party returns to hawkins for jonathan and nancy's wedding in 1993, and mike is sick of pining after his best friend from a distance
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30 Mar 2026
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Perceptive isn’t a word Jonathan Byers would use to describe himself. Watchful could work, but only to a certain degree. A careless, languid watchful. Too relaxed to be considered sharp, but he notices enough not to lose the title altogether.
Will and Mike, from Jonathan’s perspective.
OR: Jonathan Byers tries to convince you he’s unobservant for 40k words
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- Part 1 of Omnispective
Bookmarked by t_gaii
08 Dec 2025
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this fic changed my brain chemistry it is So good and So important I love miwi I love Jonathan I love this shit