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Mike looks at me and I reach a single hand out toward him, my shoes touching the base of the stairs.
He mouths something I can't read, then his thumb presses down on the button.
What did you say, Mike?I’m drowning under the weight of the nightmare. But I don’t think I want it to end if it means losing the last place he still exists.I can feel the heat of the explosion scorching my face.
I think I always will.
or: Will Byers has been given a re-do by fate, two years after Mike Wheeler sacrifices himself to close the gate for good.
Is this really a dream?
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Mike Wheeler is thirty years old, three years married, and incredibly unhappy. After an unexpected AOL Instant Messenger group chat with the Party, Mike reconnects with Will after several years and realizes that maybe his life doesn't have to be so bad.
Or: A 2000s epistolary fic in which Mike falls in love with his childhood best friend and cheats on his wife.
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31 May 2026
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love the format, love the plot, a fic that is really dear to me. one of the RARE exceptions where i read and slightly condone cheating (from mike's part)
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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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21 May 2026
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hollow boy mike you have a special place in my heart, allow yourself to be happy
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He looks, looks, really looks, seeing him for the first time — taking in the shape of Mike as he kneels before him, still bowed, still holding his hands with a care that is liturgical, Will himself becoming something consecrated in his grasp: fragile, yes, and breakable, and scary and scared, but worthy of being held, worthy of being kept, worthy of not being abandoned even if all else should fall away.
And the sight of it moves through Will’s chest both piercing and holy, with an ache that blooms wide: some hidden chamber within him has suddenly been opened; a quiet prayer he never dared to speak has, somehow, been answered.Or: before the final fight, Will tries to pray. Mike finds him.
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14 May 2026
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this author has the most beautiful writing ever
love and religion intertwined in fics is my favorite genre
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“It’s not my fault that it took me so long to figure myself out,” Mike says thickly, no longer angry, instead just barely holding back tears as he repeats the sentiment that Debbie has spent so long trying to get him to believe. He’s not sure why this is the thing pushing him towards accepting it as truth, but he means it when he says it—means it, too, when he continues with, “It’s not my fault that it was hard for me to understand how I felt. It’s not my fault that I didn’t realize what it was until after you moved on. That’s not—that’s not my fault, Will.”
mike's queer journey happens a little later than will's. that doesn't mean it's any less real or valid. or: 4 of mike wheeler's birthdays and the ways things change.
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11 May 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
i keep coming back to this fic because of that quote