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The answer is no, I did not write this sober.
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21 Mar 2026
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It's 2024, and Merlin is still alive. He's been alive all this while, for fifteen hundred years, fifteen sodding centuries.
He's forsaken his destiny. Prophecy be damned.
Waiting for his King's return had left him lonely and broken. He's done with this waiting bullshit.
But perhaps, in a cruel twist of fate, his destiny is not done with him just yet.
In a cruel-er twist of fate, Arthur returns to Merlin, except he doesn't seem to remember Merlin at all.
(Now with extra epilogues!)
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“Just saying, if you’re taking another hit, you should share it with me,” Mike says, and Will slowly tilts his head, drinking in every word. “It just makes sense. Like, mathematically.”
Will’s reddened eyes narrow, bewildered. “Mathematically?”
“If there’s two hits left, we’d each only get one,” Mike explains. “But if we shotgunned, we’d both get two.” God, this is the best idea he’s had in ages. He should’ve stolen Will’s weed, like, months ago. “That’s like, bang for your buck. This is simple math, Will Byers. Keep up.”
In which it’s well past midnight in New York, Will can’t sleep, and Mike feels like they barely know each other anymore.
So, they get a little high. Mike is very normal about all of it.
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I’m in love with you, do you think it shows? by apateangle (dm3rv)
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
09 Jun 2026
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An accident leaves Mike without four years of memories. He wakes up convinced that it's 1989, that Bush is the new President, and that his time at college in Boston has only just begun.
But it's 1994. There's a new President. He lives in New York.
And somehow, he shares an apartment with Will Byers.
Or: An Amnesia AU.
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- Part 1 of I'm in love with you
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take your time while you’re mine (and smoke slow) by limerency
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
10 Feb 2026
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“I–I have an idea,” he starts, and Will thinks he’s never seen him so still, “I know you won’t let me try your cigarettes, but...”
The idea begins to die on Mike’s tongue. Will revives it.
“But?” He whispers, voracity woven in his tone.
“I don’t have to smoke if you do it for me.”
The proposition cuts through the ashy air, and an instantaneous clarity hits Will.
Mike is asking him to shotgun.
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3 times Will smokes alone + 1 time Mike joins him.