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soullostintime · 1 year

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When Will is asked to stay at the Wheeler's for the night to actually get some proper rest after excruciating hours in the van, he doesn't question it.

He doesn't question how this suggestion is by none other than Nancy – the caring yet equally terrifying girl whose shooting skills have always fascinated him – and that his brother, sister, even his mom are totally okay with this. He should be asking if it was actually fine. He would be, only if he wasn't as exhausted as he is.

After a painfully coverted confession to Jonathan, a closure with El about her breakup (that apparantly happened two days ago while they were making their way back to Hawkins), and a well-laid talk with his mom and Hopper about their supposed business trip, his ability to make planned decisions with proper outcomes has been hindered greatly. All he wants is one night with no alternate dimension activities. Just one night where he can actually sleep.

And so as the clock strikes past eleven and he lays his heavy, hurting back against the cold floor of Mike's bedroom (again, he should've questioned why Will is sleeping here instead of the basement with plenty of space), all he hears are the sweet sounds of peace – the angels of heaven singing their melodious song of ah, you can rest, just for tonight, you can rest.

"...Will?"

And there is another melody, but it isn't the same as the one in his head.

It's not coming from outside, or slipping past his wavering dream of comfort and solace, no- it's from up somewhere and it's quite close and warm, like a cup of tea you enjoy beside the midnight rain. It's up there somewhere, and it lingers and pinches so gently at his heart, hits the nail beautifully and silently to push the stubborn dreams away and make sleep asleep.

And then the voice hushes closer, as the bedsheets rustle and the sides creak silently. "Will, are you awake?"

It's Mike. Of course.

Who else could it be? Will is in Mike's bedroom, sleeping near his bed, so of course it would be Mike here. The exertion has definitely pushed Will off his limits of being a normal, logical person who knows how to use his head.

I'm in Mike's room, he thinks, and then the fleeting moment is rushing away, the moment where he wasn't questioning anything as long as he got to sleep.

Now, Will is aware. He is awake.

I'm in Mike's room, he thinks again, and oh if that doesn't make his insides burst with an energy he is all so familiar with – a warm passion of want and need, a familiar comfort, and yet an uneasy feeling he could never place. He is with Mike and they're alone and the world is ending and El has broken up with Mike and- God, all Will wants is some fucking sleep right now.

"Will, are-" Mike starts again, and Will can't help but notice that he has taken his name three times by now. "Are you okay down there? I- I mean, is it too cold?"

There is more silence. Will doesn't know what to do with it.

"I- I mean, I know you hate the cold, and I'm not a big fan of it either so I know how you feel and, I just-" he stops, breathing deeply enough for Will to hear loud and clear. "I- If you want, this bed is big enough for the both of us."

Now he's all giddy, shaking quietly under the sleeping bag because what? What did Mike just say? That they–?

"I just- I feel like- I mean, I don't know," Mike continues on, somehow knowing by Will's constant movement against the uncomfortable floor that he was awake and listening. "It's easier with you here."

It's easier with you here.

"...What?"

Now Will is talking, or rather, he has muttered that single word out of pure impulse, unable to fully grasp the sentences leaving Mike's mouth.

Mike makes no snarky comment, such as knowing all full well of Will being awake the entire time and calling him out on it. Instead, he giggles quietly, as if recalling the meaning behind his words as a secret to his life, a secret he could hardly keep a lock on.

"Y-Yeah," his smile could be heard in his voice, even from up there, "it's always different with you."

"I- thank you?" Will says, because what else can he really say. "Uh, well, for the record, I- feel the same," he holds the words too dearly, then barely covers them up with a casual, "I guess."

"I see..." Mike is quieter, his voice slightly faded as if grasping on a mental train reaching it's destination. Very soon, he is sitting up, looking down at Will, down to the every bone as if all his secrets were never secrets at all and Mike knew, he just knew all along.

"So you... want to join me? Here, on the bed?" His elbows hold his pose as he bows and seeks the answer just from Will's expression alone.

It's not long before Will's brain is on autopilot again, wondering about the soft cushions, the feel of the quilt over his skin, and a warm, warm bed where he can sleep so peacefully he won't know when it's morning already.

But when he gets up after whispering a "yeah, okay" and sliding into the bed right next to Mike who is now lying down facing the ceiling, it hits him.

Holy shit, I'm sleeping next to Mike.

He's too far gone down the deep ends of sleep pulling at his edges to know about it sooner, and he curses himself for it. How can he be so greedy to get some rest that he forgot who he is going to be resting with?

Now he's panicking, he's shaking and quivering silently, and oh if Mike could know whether he was awake or not while he was sleeping on the floor, he surely knew what Will was feeling now.

"You're definitely cold." Mike is now tilting on the side, getting closer and closer to Will and it's not helping, it's not helping at all. "I should've gotten you up here sooner, I'm such an idiot. Why did Nancy have to give you a sleeping bag in the first place?"

Will stammers to get a response out. "Uh, well, it was her idea to get me to sleep at your house in the first place, and besides I was fine down there–"

"It- It wasn't Nancy idea."

"Huh?"

"...It was mine."

Now Will's panic has resided, a warm emotion pushing at his sides as he tilts his head to Mike's side, catching a glimpse of those jet black wonders of eyes, his curly locks, his stary freckles, his soft lips-

"Yeah, it was, I told her to tell the others," Mike is saying, and Will watches closely as his mouth forms gentle, doting words in a voice reserved for Will. Just Will. "I... wanted to be with you."

Will's voice is quiet in return. "We were together the entire day."

"I... wanted to be with you longer."

Before Will could form any more words out of his mind's dictionary, Mike is moving closer, and as Will follows his eyes – his black sky full of magic – and sees it blink. He sees it moving to every part of Will's face, every inch, and every spot he holds makes him burn with that old feeling again. Will realises he might have had this feeling since forever. Since those swings, that first day of kindergarten, that boy who asked to be his friend.

"Will..." Mike says, his black sky falling on the petals of Will's mouth, its skin nervously bit, "I'm so confused."

Now Will is curious, his hand falling in the space between them, inches apart from Mike's. "About what?"

"About me."

"Why are you confused?"

Mike's eyes have grown somber, tears lurking within. "I... thought I knew who I was, what I was. But now, it doesn't make sense. I don't make sense." Now he is reaching in, his pinky finger gently wrapping itself against Will's in their shares space, sending a shiver down. "I want to know why I do the things I do and if they are actually what I want."

Things that Mike wants, Will thinks, because honestly, what could they be? These past few years Will hasn't been able to distinguish between a stranger and Mike, and it had scared him to death – to know you're in love with someone you barely know anymore.

"What..." Will begins, his thumb drawing circles at the back of Mike's hand. "What do you want, Mike?"

It's nearly midnight, and they're both tired. But right now as Will has asked the question of a lifetime, he can't help but notice a million emotions on Mike's face at once. A face that knows, and doesn't know.

"You."

It stops. The moment stops for what feels like an eternity but could've barely been a few seconds. Will's eyes are wide, in shock and confusion and yet completely hopeful and genuine, as if all his reality is a dream and his dreams never come true.

Except now, Mike is interlocking their fingers together, holding their palms to his chest as he breaths deeply. He gazes into Will's eyes like they hold wonders, and gently looks down at their hands again.

He moves their hands from his chest to his mouth, and before Will knows it, Mike's breath is hovering over the back of his hand.

Amidst Will's obvious heart beating out of his chest, his stomach turning before sending a tickling sensation throughout his senses, down to his very knees; Mike is looking, his eyes asking for permission way before his mouth could.

"Is this... okay?"

Will takes a few seconds to breathe, to calm down for a millisecond and be able to formulate a response, an answer, anything at all.

And so he does.

"M-Mike, this–"

"It's you. It's- It's always been you." Mike says, moving in closer so that their noses are a breath away. "I've been so confused, so stupid- you've been driving me crazy and I didn't know why."

Will gulps, the sound echoing between them. "Do you... know why now?"

"...Do you?"

Mike is asking Will if he knows what this is, knows what they are and why they feel what they feel. And Will's answer is simple. It's always been simple when it comes to Mike. So natural that it's as easy as breathing, so simple, and yet something you can live without.

"I... I guess I've known since forever."

"You weren't confused?"

"Not with you."

Mike's eyes widen with joy and surprise, and soon, he is smiling and beaming with an excitement Will didn't know he still had within him. It's not long before he settles down again, his eyes wandering over Will's, searching for the treasure on the surface, close enough for him to grasp and call his.

"So this... us..." Mike says, his voice quiet and soft, "can we–?"

"Yes." Will is saying before he can stop himself.

Mike's mouth is still near Will's hand, their interlocked fingers and resting palms, when Mike takes the yes as a commitment, deciding to seal it forever with a kiss to Will's hand. His eyes shut as he tilts his head slightly downwards, igniting every spark in Will's body.

When he is done, he looks up, releasing their fingers as he decides to put his in Will's hair, right near the back of his head and pull him closer, noses brushing, eyebrows touching, breaths stacked on top of another.

"It's you." Mike says again, whispers so quietly so that no one else can hear it. No one but Will. "I should've known. All this time, I should've–"

"Mike." Will whispers, his hands finding themselves drawing peaceful, calming circles in Mike's back and shoulder. He doesn't say anything else, just stares, and Mike stares back.

Soon they both are pulling in, shutting their eyes and slotting their lips together.

Will holds his ground, keeping up with Mike's eagerness to taste and possibly devour Will's tongue, running deep down and earning a gasp from him. Their hands are restless, and their legs tangled in each other's, and upon releasing the lock to catch some breath, Mike is hardly moving away, still lingering and roaming his tongue over Will's mouth, even biting onto the lower lip and immediately shushing the short-lived pain with a gentle roll of his tongue again.

Will is a little into the stubborn sweet form of his affection, and so when they take a two-second break again, he is taking full advantage of the opportunity to shower Mike with kisses all over. His rosy cheeks, his stary freckles, his nose, his neck and finally, his lips again. He is soft with his moves, purely deeply madly in love in the entire concept of Mike. In everything about Mike.

Mike smiles against the kisses, holding Will closer and immediately planting another long kiss on his lips, this time while subtly smiling through it, as if he has achieved everything he has ever wanted in his life.

But soon their eyelids are getting heavier, and it's then they remember: It's midnight. They just came back from a long drive across the country. They're both tired.

Mike digs his face in Will's chest, his voice grown silent as sleep pushes at his edges. His arm wraps around Will's middle as his eyes shut to sleep, before he murmurs one last sentence of the night:

"I want to be with you longer. Forever."

Will blushes, smiling as he pulls Mike close to his chest, their breaths synching and hearts pounding at the same, fast pace, gently falling into a slower, quieter rhythm.

"Forever," Will says, as he closes his eyes under the moonlight.

#will stays in mikes room #byler #byler fic #byler ficlet #yep its the basic concept i know its been done before but here you go #anyways yeah this was fun #i could've done more idk but i think this is okay

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chayannesegg · 3 months

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im so glad empanada, even after a tough day, got to have that talk and hug with richas and then bagi where em got some lovely advice about dealing with grief from richas & talked about what went wrong during the day

but i can't help but contrast this with sunny. sunny who empanada still hasn't seen. sunny whose been alone for days. sunny whose talked with almost no one. sunny who doesn't know bad is dead. sunny whose pretending tubbo isn't dead. sunny who got no goodbye. sunny who got no long talks about grief. sunny who got no explanations. sunny who no one visited today. sunny whose birthday is tomorrow. sunny who no one will wake up for first tomorrow

#qsmp #qsmp sunny #qsmp empanada #it's giving em and sunny being separated so long post em's first death #but also 50 times worse #they're sisters your honour they should be together #idk if sunny and leo will have talked off stream or not #but presumably she's done something with her mystery friend #we are for sure going to get angst from sunny tomorrow if only someone stays long enough to see it #also off topic but i think the em interaction with mike was fine #yes he clearly wasn't successful in cheering her up but she seemed to appreciate the attempt #even if it probably left her feeling a little like her feelings were her fault for not being able to cheer up #and he did apologize for barging into her room and left #i don't think he's in her bad books at all #she could definitely tell he cared and she was much more visibly frustrated with bagi #which they luckily had some resolution over #me once again writing one post in the text and another in the tags lmao

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ncutii-gatwa · 5 months

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bbc ghosts is one of my favourite shows ever and even though im so sad it’s ended im so happy we got the show that we did. every season was like a big hug. and i needed that.

#random emma thoughts #bbc ghosts spoilers #bbc ghosts #the ending was honestly the perfect way to end #even though i wanted them to stay forever it makes sense for them to leave #and mike and alison going back as their older to stay in their room 😭😭

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umbralundertaler · 2 years

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we popping the BIGGEST bottles when mike appears in the green room and says "im mike deltarune" and then mikes all over the place

#Seriously I am so torn between thinking the Green Room is about mettaton or if it's about the dremurr kids... I don't KNOW bro...#Either way stay tuned for my Mike and asriel parallels post ☝️

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rotisseries · 1 year

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anybody else ever remember that the property listing for the byer's lenora house says it's a 4 bedroom place which means that there's no guest room when mike comes to stay for spring break? bc I giggle about it every time

#like in the world where nothing went wrong he was probably supposed to stay in will's room #but I KNOW that wasn't happening after rink o mania #so do you think he just had to sleep on the couch. do you think murray was snoring obnoxiously in the chair next to him #do you think his feet stuck out of the throw blanket.#stranger things #byler #mike wheeler

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and-stir-the-stars · 1 year

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something about how in the cutscenes Evan wasn't safe even in his own home because Mike would terrorize him with that Foxy mask, and in the minigames Evan wasn't safe in his own room (which was his one semi-safe oasis among hallways filled with horrors) because the Foxy animatronic could come inside at any time and hide in the closet

#''um actually mike is who we play as in fnaf 4'' okay but have you considered this: i do not care.#ig the freddles sort of ruin the parallel but. ah well. can't be perfect.#evan afton #fnaf 4 #the crying child #(also ofc evan's room isn't *really* a safe oasis. it just feels that way to him because it's defensible #like if you've seen that matpat video of him doing fnaf irl?#matpat stayed in the security office even when the animatronics were getting in bc he viewed the office as a safe space #and was too terrified to leave it)

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dire-kumori · 1 year

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(Paradoxical reaper / y. Mike torture / body horror stuff below)

Okay so that one scene in the Collector?? Where creepy mask guy has the protag captured, and he makes a slit in protag's side, before taking a jar of these huge cockroaches (i think?) and he puts them right up to the wound in protag's side and aggravates them?? That was such an AWESOME scene and I'm honestly disappointed that the Collector got interrupted bc that shit would be horrific to watch in the BEST way possible

Okay so now I'm thinking about y. Mike making some typical teenage boy comment about the reaper's apperance, calling him maggot or lice or rat infected or whatever. And reaper Mike takes his sadistic revenge on this comment by doing the exact same thing the Collector did in the movie. Make a gaping wound in y. Mike's side, get a container of insects or rats or whatever, press the opening against the wound. Young Mike feeling every last one crawl inside him, feeling them biting and scratching against his muscle and organs, maybe you could even see them crawling under his skin like the Mummy before some of them bite their way through his skin.

And then it'd be funny if, in the next loop, Evan or Liz brought a bug/mouse in from the garden because they thought it was really cool and wanted to show their big brother, and Mike just. Ah. Let's say he doesn't react very well lmao.

(Also wanted to say sorry that I made you feel like you had to apologize for not warning me about the bugs in that movie. I genuinely don't need a warning for that kind of thing & was just making a joke; I wasn't hurt or badly affected by it at all. However, i have been relentlessly attacked by spiders and spider webs over the last few days and i totally blame you for it /j )

Yeeeeessssssssssssssss I love that bit. Oh, imagine if young Mike still feels like they're crawling around under his skin even when time resets and he can't. Stop. Itching! He struggles to resist the urge to scratch, but the phantom feeling of bugs crawling under his skin. He scratches his arms under the dining table, trying to hide it from his family, claws at his shoulders and neck, and tears into his side where that horrible squirmy feeling is worst. He keeps going long after his skin has turned red and shiny from the friction burns, until he's rubbed right through the layers of skin and draws blood. But that horrible itching won't go away.

Thought; let's say Mike actually does manage to hold off scratching himself too much... until Evan and Elizabeth show him their little critter. They're pretty scared when he first freaks out at the sight of it, but are downright horrified later when they find Mike with blood pouring down his arms, fingers still working at the wounds.

Also, you don't have anything to apologize for. Even though it wasn't a big deal to you, I still feel bad I didn't think to give you a heads up. Still, I'm glad you weren't badly affected and that you enjoyed the movie!

#I am Jay Master of Spiders!#I know there's an actual disorder that's similar to this #a psychosomatic thing where a person believes they have insects under their skin #but I forget what it's called #*slight*ly heartwarming: Evan and Liz staying constantly at Mike's side and holding his hands to keep him from scratching at himself #also I sent you a Dire Consequences ask just a bit ago but ran out of room to leave my name #the one about Plush Mike #sadly not very bloody but I'm sure I'll have some more thoughts when I get home from work today #ask #lonelyfreddles #Paradoxical Reaper AU #blood cw #torture cw #insects cw #self harm cw

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unproduciblesmackdown · 5 months

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also upon having rewatched the pre 3.0 bmc bwaycon panel i sort of also fully processed like mike rosengarten having said that when their bway run was announced to those involved he was really taken out when will was like "we all get to do christmas" re: the timing allowing for the extravaganza; now putting two and two together about Just how spontaneous that [baby please come home Christmas!!] realization & remark was given that in will's own words upon this occasion he wept like a child at first amongst everyone & then continued from within the setpiece bathtub while calling his mom, and i cannot imagine there was some interlude there of pulling back at all to check & reflect on calendars. real [shatters + the christmas extravaganza.... + this devastates nearby guitarists] moments

#definitely amongst the people most [bursts into Shards effect] there plus that when asked on that panel like ''how did it feel / what did #you do when you learned the show was going to broadway'' britton is already thrusting that mic over to will who 0.1 sec later ''I WEPT.''#being Presumably in the midst of that emotional maelstrom & for it to be like oh fuck the extravaganza #and that has to be Exclaimed in that moment lmao & mike can be over here like Augh [loop of [crying abt the extravaganza]]#& again implicitly no room for will to have had any pause or reprieve here to go like. oh hey fun fact. had to have Stayed [aaaa] hrs #retreating into the crying tub / the director having to later say he didn't say anything to you At The Time b/c of your crying busyness....#and mike supplying this in an interview focused on bmc naturally / the extravaganza not being mentioned but this was a tangent abt joseph #the significance of in the middle of this Broadway(tm) news being like oh god oh fuck our 1 weekend 12 yr running 54 below xmas party ;m;#heard that....except also plus how [i can only imagine] in several pertinent ways lol #joe iconis christmas extravaganza #bmc

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ihopeyouhaveanicexmas · 1 year

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Hold up, during the first s4 byler heart-to-heart they are in Jonathan's room. Why?? Someone made a map of the Byers' Lenora house but i don't remember their username. So according to them, Will's room is downstairs while the rest of the bedrooms are upstairs. The previous scene to this when we see the cali group is when they are in the living room and Owen's "friends" are explaining to them what happened with El and what they have to do. Then Mike got El's note and went upstairs to her room to read it. So did Will go upstairs to check in on Mike and somehow they ended up in Jonathan's room? So much to think about.

#Also I need to know where Mike slept that one night he stayed with them #Where was he planned to sleep #and where did he actually sleep #was he supposed to sleep with el #im not sure joyce would allow that knowing how hopper was about the 3 inch minimum rule #there is a blanket on the couch in the living room so is that supposed to show us that mike slept there #did he sleep there bc he was supposed to or bc el and him were mad at each other #and if he slept at the couch it means Mike and Will were the only ones sleeping downstairs #those 'both staying up and end up talking' aus might have actually happened?#like maybe they talked about it a bit before the actual heart-to-heart #but also i dont think they would have talked about their fight before the next morning bc of how they were during breakfast #so i will go with 'they both cried themselves to sleep knowing the other was in the next room and they couldnt talk after months apart'#byler #mike wheeler #will byers #el hopper #cali gang

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