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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    Robin Buckley is going insane.

    She’s sat on the couch with Nancy Wheeler stood behind her carefully cutting away chunks of black hair from her singed scalp where she’d nearly lit herself on fire. In her defence, holding the flame thrower was Steve’s job, but Mr Hair had been nursing a dislocated shoulder for the last couple weeks, and Robin was nominated to pick up on his sloppy seconds. The thing was heavy, okay? How could any one expect her, a 120lb mess of gangly limbs and zero hand eye coordination to wield (what felt like at least) 200lbs of pure steel? She’s only partially to blame for her new, frankly horrific, pixie cut.

    Surprisingly though, that’s not the reason she’s going insane.

    She’s sat on a moth eaten couch in a horrifically serial-killer-esque cabin in the middle of butt fuck nowhere with several generations of people she would’ve turned on her heel and ran from in high school, spending her every waking hour trying to survive the literal apocalypse or devising a plan to kill an alternate dimensional blood thirsty wizard and it has nothing to do with why she is going insane.

    It’s the two teenage boys preparing dinner to her left that are the cause.

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    19 Jul 2025

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    He looks up at him, eyebrows drawn together. “Do you not love her?”

    Mike shrinks back. “What?”

    He hadn’t meant to say it. He wouldn’t have, if he’d stopped to think about it for half a second. But it’s too late to take it back, and he can’t breathe until he knows the answer, and he looks at him resolutely and says, “Do you only love her because of what I said?”

    Something darkens on Mike’s face, twisting it into a shape Will’s never seen. “Get out.”

    It’s not a no.

    or: Mike and Will share a room, and Mike finds out the truth about the painting.

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    08 Jul 2025

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    In the end, it doesn’t matter. None of it fucking matters. Because what’s really in control is the tension. This elusive string tied between their chests that’s always changing length. Right now it’s so short and taught and strong that Will can’t imagine resisting it. So really, it was never a matter of if he would. Just when. When will he fold? When will he let go and let himself follow Mike into the water?

    He dares to glance down at his knees, where he can see Mike’s fingers peeking out from behind his calves (as if he needed that visual reminder that they’re touching), and then back up to meet Mike’s expectant gaze.

    He’s going to do it. He’s such a fucking idiot.

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    Mike & Will have a long overdue conversation on the way back to Hawkins— by, in, and around a random motel pool.

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    20 Jun 2025

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    “I need you.”

    Will’s expression grows more stunned. “What?” he breathes, voice barely above a whisper.

    His instincts tell him to take it all back, but the way that Will’s looking at him with those sorrowful, questioning eyes weakens him. And he’s been stupid for many, many years, so what’s a little more stupidity?

    aka a s5 speculatory mike wheeler-centric fic about his internalised homophobia and a lot of moments where he's not so clever about his feelings with will

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    06 Jun 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 93

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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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    04 Jun 2025