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sun’s omega will week 2026 by Wheeee
Fandom Stranger Things (TV 2016), The Goldfinch (2019), The Goldfinch - Donna Tartt
28 Apr 2026
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A collection of fics for Omega Will Week 2026.
- Words:
- 17,566
- Works:
- 4
- Bookmarks:
- 4
Bookmarked by kermicore
30 Jun 2026
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It took his eyes a few seconds to focus, and once they did it only brought him even more confusion because the person standing before him was none other than… Mike Wheeler?
What the fuck?
When he left Hawkins behind in the rear-view mirror of his car yesterday, he did not expect to get such a stark reminder of it again so soon.
Mike is Chance’s college roommate and he hates his guts, the only silver lining is the pretty boy who comes to visit him every week.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 13,856
- Chapters:
- 2/2
- Comments:
- 119
- Kudos:
- 1,113
- Bookmarks:
- 172
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Bookmarked by kermicore
30 Jun 2026
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“Mmmyeah, just… fuck, just like that, Mike, oh my god.”
“Feels good?” Mike whispers, and Will nods desperately, his panting mouth parted and eyes fixed on the glide of Mike’s dick against the cotton. It’s reverent, that look. Completely and utterly reverent. “You look so fucking cute in these, Will.”
“Yeah?” Will breathes, like he’s awed.
Mike knows the feeling well. He is, too.
“Yeah baby,” he replies. “Almost looks like I’m fucking you like this.”
aka the byler panty rubbing / 'just the tip' fic
Bookmarked by kermicore
26 Jun 2026
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My werehere, you don't need to read each fic to understand since they're all one-shots, but they do all take place in the same universe so. Can be considered a timeline? I guess 😭
- Words:
- 16,353
- Works:
- 2
- Bookmarks:
- 8
Bookmarked by kermicore
20 Jun 2026
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“Hello, Mr. Byers,” cuts a woman’s voice, hard and aged, brutal in its clipped efficiency. Will’s eyes snap through the cage, looking beyond the glass to notice a short older woman, sharply dressed in her green fatigues, the stars on her lapel showing her advanced rank. She slowly steps around the edge of the cage, coming to stand next to a table full of vials and white plastic bottles of boldly labeled chemicals, her arms crossed over her chest. “Or would you prefer I called you William?”
Will knows better than to respond. Hopper said that they should hold out as long as they can in silence, that if they are ever about to break, that only when they feel like they can’t go on- they should give their most basic information; name, date of birth, eye color, height, weight. The things that the enemy most likely already knows. So he just blinks, just breathes slowly and deeply, just stands there. She seems to find that funny, as a soft huff escapes her, her eyebrow twitching.
Or: Will meets the real enemy, while the others scramble to save him.
Series
- Part 8 of Metamorphosis
Bookmarked by kermicore
17 Jun 2026

