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i am caught, right inside your line of fire by ethqreal
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
02 Feb 2026
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“Why are you touching him? You don’t own him.”
Will dropped his head into his hands. “Mike, oh my god—”
Paladin Mike’s jaw tightened. “I do not own him,” he said immediately. “He is—” He stopped, swallowing. His eyes went back to Will softening, and that softness made Mike hate him even more. He could recognize the look, and saw it mirrored in his own eyes countless times.
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“He is the Light. By your oath, I am bound to him. My liege.” He bowed his head slightly toward Will, his mouth wrapped around the word like it was a prayer. “My cleric.” He said after, softer.
“Oh my god.” Will flushed, impossibly. “That is crazy. He is actually crazy."
Max, who had been standing with her arms crossed behind them, muttered, “Jesus Christ,” under her breath.
Mike Wheeler is going to explode, because there is an alternate, armoured version of him, following Will Byers around like he belonged to him.
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Bookmarked by mackinnit
06 Feb 2026
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Bookmarked by mackinnit
14 Jan 2026
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had to bookmark the series in total bc these two fics combined is just soooo peak
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“Will—”
“Tell me something else,” Will whispered, eyes still squeezed shut. “Tell me about — about the person you mentioned. The one who loves me. What — what’s he like?”
Oh.
Stories are usually so clear-cut, so simple — the adventure, the victory, the happy ending. Real life doesn't settle quite as easily, for Mike — but that doesn't mean the story's ending is out of his hands. He just has to take the leap.
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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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Will stares at them, dumbfounded, and he barely processes the sound of a zipper closing Mike’s backpack. He runs his finger back and forth across the top one before asking: “What’re these?”
“Letters,” Mike answers softly, “The letters that I never sent to–”
“You wrote me?” Will interrupts weakly. He stares at Mike with impossibly wide eyes as he stiffly nods his head. “How come you never…?”
“I was scared.” And before Will even has the chance to question what, exactly, is so scary about sending a letter to your long-distance best friend, Mike is hurriedly saying, “Just read them, okay? I promise they’ll explain what I can’t.”
Or Lettergate at Lover’s Lake
Bookmarked by mackinnit
15 Apr 2025

