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The wreckage of you (i no longer reside in) by Forestafay
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
26 Jan 2026
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Mike Wheeler has always hated Steve Harrington ever since he started dating his sister way back in 83’. He hated his hair, that cocksure smirk he always wore, the way he charmed Nancy and then his Mother and then Dustin and then the rest of his party. So when Eddie Munson stumbled into his life, introducing him to the idea that you don't have to want to fit in, Mike thought finally, finally this was something that Steve couldn't worm his way into.
He was wrong.
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Harry has a pretty simple life: school, work at the local flower boutique, and Sunday night dance parties with her two black cats, Matilda and Anna, to RAYE’s 21st Century Blues. Everything fits, slotted in with the fabric fibres of her life—organised chaos, as she likes to call it. That is, until the moving trucks pull up outside Harry's apartment complex, and someone starts moving into the previously empty flat next door.
(or a shamelessly self-indulgent girl direction fic because our fandom deserves more of them)
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When Harry downloaded Grindr, this was not what he expected to be using it for.
But he’s desperate.
Moving from small-town Homes Chapel to big-city London was a struggle, to say the least, and that was before he managed to break his bathroom sink on the first night.
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Louis blinks his eyes open, vision slowly focusing as he sits up and surveys the man in front of him. Chocolate curls spill over the pillow, long limbs splay over the bed, one thrown haphazardly over louis’ own thigh, an expanse of pale skin against paler sheets bunched up just under the sharp points of love handles.
He was ethereal.
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- Part 1 of Hozier inspired fics
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Harry is 16 in some shitty ass hotel room in god knows where, smelling like sweat and weed, adrenaline still pleasantly fizzing through his body post-concert and he is hopelessly, desperately, ass over tits in love with the boy dancing in his arms.
(or the self-indulgent one shot that i wrote in half an hour)
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