StupidMF
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Will knows he should talk about it.
He knows it’s not quite fair to everyone else. To just… shove it all down, so deep and compressed that it becomes hard and solid and flammable under the right conditions. But… well, what the hell is he supposed to do? Is he supposed to just… explain what happened?
Will isn’t even sure what happened. If it was…
...well.
(After a history of sexual assault, Vecna starts to use this against Will by tormenting him in his dreams. Will, even more traumatized, frightened, and jumpy, struggles to rest or breathe - until one night, Mike reveals that he hasn't been asleep during Will's nightmares and hugs him.)
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22 Jan 2026
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Robin leaned closer, voice gentle. “All I’m saying is, it’s okay to like him. And it’s also extremely, painfully obvious.”
Will froze. “…to who?”
Robin’s grin stretched slow and wicked. “Only to me. Because I understand. He doesn’t know, don’t worry. Because that boy? Dense. Like, heroically dense. Historically dense. Scientists are going to study him.”
Will huffed, cheeks burning. Will’s eyes darted involuntarily to the centre of the room. Max and El were squished together on an armchair. Mike was sprawled on the carpet with Dustin and Lucas, waving his arms around dramatically as he argued about which Star Wars film was objectively the best. His hair was a mess. His cheeks were flushed. He was smiling.
And Will felt that stupid expanding warmth in his chest that he couldn’t get rid of no matter how hard he tried.
💕💕💕💕
Post-Vecna, Will and Robin continue to bond. Robin knows Will likes Mike. Mike thinks Will likes Robin.
One jealousy spiral, several misunderstandings, and a lot of pining later… they finally kiss.
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A beautiful dinner for Jack and Jeff’s anniversary turns into them fucking.
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28 Dec 2025
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Jack leaned in again, lips brushing over Jeff’s thigh like a kiss and a threat all at once. “What else do you want to say?” he murmured. “You said you wanted me. But you sound shy now.”
Jeff’s laugh was breathy, a little cracked. “What e-else do you w-want me to say?” He cursed himself for stammering, fingers curling into the sheets like they might anchor him.
Jack’s mouth found the soft flesh above Jeff’s knee, kissing gently—too gently. He mouthed at the skin there, dragging his teeth across it before whispering, “Anything.
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Or, Jack comes back home after a week long mission. and both killers are desperate for each other after being apart for so long. Good lord.
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28 Dec 2025