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don't say what you mean, you might spoil your face by cabaretofghosts
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
31 Dec 2025
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Will could— God, it’s so much more than that, though. It’s the fact that Mike isn’t alone, that there’s someone else in Hawkins like him, but also - it’s Will. Mike’s thoughts are stumbling over each other, too fast for him to keep up. It’s Will, who’d held his gaze the whole time, even as he said he had a crush on someone who wasn’t like him (Mike had wanted to scream back that he is like Will, but the room had been far too full of people, and he can’t get this far without finding a reason why this person isn’t him, and besides, Will said he had a crush. Mike’s never been anything but late.) It’s Will, who’d seen Mike’s eyes well up with the same tears that threaten to come back again now. It’s Will, who always has been and always will be infinitely braver than Mike.
(mike pov fic set after will's coming out. here's how byler can still win.)
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He can feel Hamlet’s bones, his ribcage, his—
Holy shit.
Horatio snaps upright, then presses his palm back to Hamlet’s chest. Two fingers to the side of his neck, then the base of each wrist. Horatio checks once twice thrice, his eyes widening. Because there, faint but certain through Hamlet’s skin, is a pulse.
Hamlet is alive.
(Hamlet lives, the tragedy continues, and Horatio picks up the pieces.)
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many a slip 'twixt cup and lip by cabaretofghosts
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who, Doctor Who & Related Fandoms
26 May 2025
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Is Belinda beautiful? John knows the answer is yes, but he’s also thought about this before, weighing it up over sleepless nights while she lies tucked obliviously next to him. The answer feels precise, like an equation memorised by rote. True, but calculated. Whereas Ibrahim? Yes – obviously. A fact as much a part of life as the twin hearts beating in John’s chest. He doesn't even mean it like That, it's just a truth.
What the hell is wrong with John Smith?
(John Smith Slips. He's not the only one.)
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This cannot end with them all living happily ever after. This cannot even end with them all living.
Because once upon a time, there was an ending. Everyone knows that part: the ghost and the madness and the death, the deaths, his death. The antique roman, the sweet prince, the cracking heart.
There are no flights of angels, though, and the rest is not silence.
This is not a story, not anymore. This is what comes after.
(Ghosts, rooms, and a story that is not a story.)
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we all have a hunger (tell me what you need) by papenathy
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
03 Jun 2025
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“Looks like I bit you.” Will tilts his head to get a better look. All Mike can do is stare at him. His fluffy hair at the front, clumped pieces at the back where he’d slid his fingers in a mere few minutes before. His pretty green eyes that look hazel or even brown in this light, the dark circles he gets when he drinks framing them like intricate paintings. A satisfied, bloody smile.
Mike isn’t satisfied. He swallows thickly, choking down the words 'don’t you want more?'
Or: Will dresses as a vampire for a college halloween party, but Mike thinks his costume isn’t bloody enough. Will lets him fix it. Mike goes into a crisis.
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oh my god loved this
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"Is a kiss a possible signal or...start of a...snowball?"
"A kiss isn't a signal nor a snowball." Will frowned immediately, confusion knitting his brows together, his mouth turning down at the corners.
"What is it then?" The question came out quiet, almost afraid of the answer, but needing it desperately anyway.
"An avalanche."
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in which, mike figures out about the painting during the 18 month time skip
mwtfdydgate
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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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02 Dec 2025
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fav but i forgot my collection name for favs
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And want grows stronger (Deeper than the truth) by psychotic_fangirl369
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
27 Nov 2025
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Because Robin’s words kept circling through his mind, looping over and over like a song he couldn’t turn off.
A brush of the knee. A bump of the elbow. A shared look.
Little signs. Little hints. Little pieces of something that looked a whole lot like possibility.
And with Mike lying next to him right now, their shoulders nearly touching, their hands inches apart on the bed, Mike watching him with those soft, searching eyes, it was impossible not to wonder if maybe, just maybe…
Those signs were already there.
💕💕💕
Will’s spent years loving Mike Wheeler in silence. After Robin’s advice and a lifetime of mixed signals, he decides it’s time to finally find out whether Mike loves him, too. Spoiler alert, he does.
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29 Nov 2025
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byler!!!!!!! byler byler byler good godddddd theyre in love :((((((((((((((((((
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That's Just What Tables Do by laforet
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who, Doctor Who & Related Fandoms
24 May 2025
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Tables don't do that.
He doesn't know why his mind arrives at that conclusion. It's ludicrous after all, of course tables do that. It's a natural thing, it just happens sometimes. There are only three things certain in life: death, taxes and the fact that your dining table will occasionally forget that it's corporeal and will conspire with your crockery to inconvenience you. That's just how the world works. That's just how things are.
That's just what tables do.
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John Smith's life is absolutely perfect, until it isn't.
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25 May 2025