Will Byers hasn't seen all of his friends in the same room since 1995, and he hasn't spoken to Mike Wheeler since 1996-the year he told him how he felt and watched their friendship fall apart. But when Max and Lucas buy their first house, they throw a Y2K New Year's Eve party, dragging everyone back together for the first time in years. Mike and Will are older now, different now, but when they see each other again-all sharp edges, awkward tension, and a lifetime of unresolved feelings-it's like nothing ever changed. Except everything has. One too many glasses of champagne, one impulsive kiss at midnight, and suddenly, the distance between them feels impossible to ignore. But Will still lives in New York, Mike is still in Chicago, and Will is fresh out of a three-year relationship he never fully gave himself to. They tell themselves they'll take it slow, see where it goes, but Will has loved Mike Wheeler since he was twelve, and Mike has never been the best at waiting. ❤️ART BY 4rt_sgr on instagram ❤️

There is a tragic lack of Trans Will Byers fics that don't either a) sexualize being ftm, b) feminize him, or c) both. So, I took matters into my own hands. This is soft, awkward, slightly angsty, and very Mike Wheeler™ being the Best Boyfriend Ever. let me know if I should change anything. enjoy art by scapegods on tumblr

(this is for my long fic lovers, it's multiple parts of a series put together) In a city that never sleeps, neither can Will Byers. When past scars run deeper than memory, can love truly be enough to heal? For Will, the bustling city lights of New York are only a temporary escape from the nightmares and fractured memories that shadow his every step. As he navigates an intense friendship with Mike Wheeler, the line between support and obsession blurs, threatening to undo them both. Will's friends carry their own burdens, each battle fought silently, each struggle hidden behind familiar faces. But when buried traumas collide and past ghosts resurface, Will and Mike are thrust into a dark, twisting journey that will force them to confront the question: how much can love endure when the past refuses to stay buried? 🛑🛑🛑🛑PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME WHO THE ARTIST OF THE COVER IS I WOULD LIKE TO CREDIT THEM!!!!!🛑🛑🛑🛑🛑🛑

Mike thinks for a moment before a smirk creeps onto his face, "How about 'Operation Kaleidoscope'?" "Oh yes! After the Chappell roan song! I love it!" "What? No I meant like- because you have to look further into a kaleidoscope to find the images." El shrugs, "I like Chappell roan better." "Right." ART BY HALOSKETCHES

⭑ When precocious teen Will byers becomes pregnant, he chooses a failed rock star and his wife to adopt his unborn child. Complications occur when Henry(ew), the prospective father, begins viewing Will as more than just the birther of his future child, putting both his marriage and the adoption in jeopardy. Byler but JUNO ! ⭑ Please leave comments it fuels me🤗 ART BY HAZAWHITE ON TUMBLR also i'd just like to say that i don't usually use wattpad so forgive me

"I-I live in the dorms," Will insists. His breath is shaky. "I live in Thompson Hall." His chest heaves. His vision swims. Mike's face changes. The confusion is back. "Thompson Hall?" he repeats, like Will just said something in a language he doesn't understand. Will nods. Too fast. Mike stares at him. And then- His expression breaks. His face goes pale. His hands drop to his sides. And when he speaks again, his voice is quiet. "Will," he says, "You haven't lived in the dorms since sophomore year." -- art by scapegods on tumblr

A shape. Small. Still. Mike's heart lurched up into his throat, his body already moving before his mind could catch up. His feet skidded through the mud, his breath choking out of him in short, uneven gasps. Will. It was Will. And he wasn't moving. A choked sound tore from his throat. His knees hit the ground hard, sending a sharp jolt of pain up his spine, but he didn't care-didn't feel it. ___ Will doesn't make it after the final battle art by scapegods on tumblr

They were supposed to win Nationals. Instead, they crashed into hell. In the fall of 1994, the Hawkins High Tigers-an elite co-ed soccer team-boarded a private plane to Canada for the biggest tournament of their lives. They never made it. Now, stranded deep in the wilderness, fourteen survivors must navigate hunger, brutal winter, and the creeping suspicion that they are not alone. As days bleed into weeks, and weeks into months, they are forced to make impossible choices. Hunt, or be hunted. Kill, or starve. And Will Byers? He was never supposed to be the one holding an axe. "I cut off his leg, Mike." His voice fractures, raw, wrecked, breaking under the weight of it. "I felt the bone snap. I heard him scream. And I-" He didn't stop. Twenty-five years later, the ones who made it home have sworn to never speak of what they did to survive. But someone remembers. Someone is watching. When Mike receives an anonymous postcard with a symbol from the past-the sigil they used to mark their kills-he realizes the nightmare isn't over. The forest never let them go. And this time, it's coming to collect.

!!!!!!! cover art by @camrlart on tumblr !!!!!!!! i take no credit for their beautiful artwork When 11 year Will byers starts at Hogwarts he has no idea whats coming for him