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    Panic begins to run through his veins, speeding up his pulse and his breathing. “I can’t– why don’t I remember it? I don’t remember any of it.”

    Mike blanches. “Any of what, Will?”

    Jonathan’s hand is on his knee. Both of them are too close. He can’t breathe.

    “The Upside Down. I… I can’t remember any of the Upside Down.”
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    OR: A Will Byers-centric/Byler canon version ST5!
    (now a post-finale fix-it fic.)

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    16 Jan 2026

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    this fic is truly what s5 should have been (ಥωಥ)₊˚⊹♡

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    It’s winter in Hawkins, and Mike and Will aren’t speaking anymore. Living in Mike’s house, Will tries to be invisible, spending most of his time in the basement.

    Then the power goes out — and if there’s one thing he dreads more than facing Mike, it’s the cold.

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    Seven nights in which Mike and Will have to sleep in the same bed, even though they’re barely friends anymore.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    everyone is praising this fic, and let me say, it didn't dissapoint at all (★ω★)

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    ‘There’s not a… sixteenth fear entity emerging, is there?’ asked Martin.

    ‘What? No. Of course not,’ said Peter, frowning. ‘I need you to go and visit Elias and deliver a message from me.’

    ‘Um,’ said Martin. This sounded worse, actually.
     

    Martin had thought isolating himself from the rest of the world and reading horrible statements about the end of humanity was the worst his job as Peter's assistant could throw at him. It turned out he was very, very wrong.

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    14 Jun 2025

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    perfect lonelyeyes sheningans, Martin being an absolute icon, and adorable jmart, what else do you need (。✪ω✪。)💖

    edit: this fic is so fun, i've reread it more times than i'd care to confess

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    There are two bedrooms in the safehouse, and two beds.

    For a moment, Jon considers asking to share, but decides against it with a wince. “I really loved you,” Martin had told him. Loved. Past tense. And Martin doesn’t exactly have a lot of choices right now in terms of company; it would be cruel to demand he play at feelings he no longer has just to make Jon happy.

    (For a moment, Martin considers asking to share. But he dismisses the idea with a shake of his head. Jon has already done so much for him. Martin isn’t about to ask for more, especially not when it’s something he doesn’t really need. He has his right mind back, and he has Jon’s friendship. That should be enough for him. It’ll have to be.)

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    Jon thinks that Martin doesn’t love him. Martin thinks that Jon doesn’t love him. They do not, of course, discuss this. Unrequited love is already awkward enough, right? No need to dwell on it.

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    21 Jun 2025

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    wdym i haven't bookmarked it yet and had to search through my ao3 history to find it again? (ಥωಥ)

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    Jon is hiding under the desk.

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    There's a child in the Archives, who shouldn't be there.

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    19 Jun 2025

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    baby Jon is so precious 🥺