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I Was Made For Lovin' You, Baby (You Were Made For Lovin' Me) by occasionalpisser
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
12 Apr 2026
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Halting his blubbing, Mike blinks his eyes back open and allows for his vision to adjust to the unreasonably bright light that’s still surrounding him. His head lolls to the side, vision still coming in and out of focus as he tries to take in the image in front of him, blocking out all of his other senses.
Mike squints and… Oh.
Okay—why is God the dictionary definition of the word 'gorgeous'?
OR: Upon getting his wisdom teeth removed, Mike Wheeler doesn't remember much of anything—including Will Byers, and the fact that they're married to each other. He still feels all the love and adoration he has for the man, though... so he can't be blamed if it all comes spilling out of him in one way or another.
Bookmarked by maglow
25 Jul 2026
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“Are you going to share your art or should I just sit here and wait until you’re done reading my smut?”
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An epistolary fic in which Mike is a fanfic writer and Will is a fan artist for Cleradin as Baldur’s Gate 3 OCs.
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- Part 1 of the bunnyverse
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Bookmarked by maglow
07 Jul 2026
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“You want us to foster a kid?” Mike finally asks, disbelieving. Will is half convinced that El will laugh in their faces, clearing up the misunderstanding with a, “No, silly. I want you to water my plants.”
“It doesn’t have to be forever,” El says. “Just until I can find another home for him. I can’t stand him living in the shelter anymore. Not right now. He needs emotional support. And don’t lie to me— I know you two have been wanting kids. This can be a trial run.”
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Will and Mike are tasked with fostering an emotionally distant, judgmental, sassy twelve-year-old boy from El’s shelter. As hard as they try to win his heart, they seem to be making no progress. After all, how could two strangers earn the trust of a boy who’s been hurt time and time again?
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- Part 1 of Broken Mirror: a collection of us
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Bookmarked by maglow
12 Jun 2026
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i hate accidents (except when we went from friends to this). by burgundyshirts
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
11 Aug 2022
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The first time it happens, Will classifies it as a little accident.
When he wakes, the morning sun is burning through the window onto their faces, and Mike’s cursing as he stands to close the curtains, stumbling all the way.
“Scoot over,” he grumbles, voice dry, and for a second Will can’t do anything other than sigh like a lovesick idiot. It’s a second too late for Mike, because he grumbles more words Will doesn’t catch under his breath and then physically pushes Will towards the wall to lay beside him, arm over Will’s middle. A second of silence passes, then Mike sighs, only to whine: “Fuck, my head hurts.”
Will can’t help it: he breaks down laughing, much to Mike’s offense.
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Alternatively: five times Mike kissed Will, and one time Will kissed back.
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Bookmarked by maglow
05 May 2026
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Will was weeping openly. “And the worst of it,” he whispered, his voice breaking as he forced up a fourth and final finger. He looked at it as if it were a silver-tipped weapon pointed at his own heart. “The very worst of it… is that I would be the author of it. I would be the hand that stops your heart. The mouth that poisons you. Every moment of suffering you ever felt thereafter — every pang of monstrous hunger, every flinch from a memory of sunlight, every tear you shed for the life you lost — would be born of my creation. I would have to look at you, forever, and see my greatest crime wearing your face, speaking with your voice. I cannot… I cannot bear that, Michael.”
He sank to his knees then, defeated. He knelt on the cold floorboards, naked and shivering, his face in his hands. “So don’t ask me,” he begged, his words muffled and wet. “However much you love me, however little you fear the dark… have mercy on me. Don’t ask me to damn you.”
OR: Mike moves into an old house in the early 1800s, and ends up accidentally living with Vampire Will. They fall in love.
Bookmarked by maglow
03 May 2026