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talesofliia · 2 days
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I’ve thought about this too! And let’s remember Mike’s “we will” at the end of the season when he was reassuring Will and squeezing his shoulder. I can’t help but think about how amusing this coincidence is. 😌
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malfack · 3 days
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i'll never understand people who choose mileven cause it's literally the most toxic ship i've ever met. even the cast members agree with that.
listen - girl who grew up outside of society becomes attached to the first person she meets who takes her in and gives care. she doesn't know what love is and thinks that's what's going on between her and mike.
meanwhile, mike, who grew up in an unhappy family with a homophobic father, tries to behave like everyone else, to fit in with society and indoctrinate himself with his feelings for eleven, because he must have a girlfriend. mike using el as a cover and protection, thus traumatizing her time after time. he loves odie, he really does, but it is not the love she thinks it is. mileven can only exist in a platonic way because mike is gay, and the duffers reveal this throughout the series, giving millions of obvious references and almost direct hints. people who think byler is fanon and not canon have either watched the series extremely superficially, completely ignoring the details and internal problems of the characters, or are homophobes who are willing to turn a blind eye to everything just to avoid seeing the real thing.
we’ve already seen the outcome of the romantic mileven - two unhappy people who don’t have a mutual understanding and are completely unable to communicate with each other, + suffering will, who is forced to watch this whole game of love -
the only way out in their situation - eleven who is temporarily left alone to work through her own traumas and just live for herself, without trying to please anyone. and the long-awaited byler romantic reunion ofc .
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boredgaywriter · 2 days
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original post : https://twitter.com/satellitebyers/status/1687607165253533696
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love-kurdt · 1 day
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Swooping, Sloping, Cursive Letters: 20
word count: 1066
PLEASE READ THIS IS ME TRYING FIRST, AS THIS STORY RELIES HEAVILY UPON THE CONTEXT OF TIMT
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April 22, 1989
Dear Will,
Prom is tonight. And I’m not going. It’s fine. I’m fine. I made up my mind a whole month ago and have been able to withstand the borderline harassment of our friends telling me that I’m gonna regret this decision for the rest of my life and would be better off just going without a date because it doesn’t matter if I have a date or not and it’s the experience that counts and Lucas said you’re going to be there so I should go too and fuck I regret this so much.
What time is it…? Why I’m writing down the question instead of just checking my fucking watch, I don’t know. It’s 5:30pm, prom starts at 6, and you probably haven’t left your house yet. And why I’m writing about the my suit being presentable enough instead of just going to my closet to check is so fucking counterproductive and
It was like a movie, the way I bolted out of the house in my dress slacks and suit jacket with half-tied converse, the laces billowing behind me in the wind as I biked through the neighborhood as fast as I could to your house. I should’ve just taken my car, but of course I had to bring all of my own rom-com fantasies to life. You know, like the Big Chase scene where the guy runs through the airport, praying that it isn’t too late to confess his love to the girl that nearly got away. But alas, I am no athlete, so this unfortunately came with the consequence of looking like a sweaty rat by the time I reached your driveway. Thankfully, you and El were still there, taking photos with Jonathan on the front steps. I haphazardly thrust my bike onto the curb and sprinted up to you as fast as my legs could carry me.
“Will!” I shouted, suddenly conscious of how I hadn’t prepared anything to say to you. My actions always have spoken louder than my words, which is concerning, considering the fact that I’m planning to become a writer once we’re out of high school. So I ran across your front lawn, and I stopped in my tracks when I noticed the surprised looks on Jonathan and El’s faces, the worried look on your own, and the confused expressions on Joyce and Hop’s.
“Hey, Mike,” Jonathan’s eyebrows furrowed together as I gasped for air.
“Hey, Jon,” I replied, leaning forward until my palms rested on my knees as I panted. I acknowledged everyone else, and then looked back up at you, standing back up and running my hand through my hair. The sweat clung to my hand, which I wiped on my slacks with a grimace. “Hey,” I said, “Yeah, so, uh– Will. Dude. Buddy. Do you want to go to the prom with me?”
There was a beat of silence that followed, and I felt the urge to cut my own tongue out. Before I could actually act on my impulse, you walked down the stairs and took a few more steps in my direction. “I thought you weren’t going,” you said, crossing your arms against your chest. I shook my head, shoving my hands in my pockets.
“I changed my mind. Lucas told me–” I began, but trailed off before I gave myself away. You could never know about how Lucas convinced me to go to prom on the sole basis of your attendance. That would’ve been humiliating.
“He told you what?” you prompted me to continue, taking another step forward so we were less than a foot apart.
“Just that everyone else was going, and that I was a weirdo for not wanting to go as well.”
“He’s not wrong,” you smirked up at me, and I lightly smacked your shoulder, feigning offense. “But, like,” you went on, “now that you’re actually coming to prom with us, doesn’t that mean you’re going with me already?”
Against my better judgment, I reached out and adjusted your shirt collar against the lapels of your suit. You looked up at me in mild shock, but hey, at least I didn’t kiss you. “I mean, I was asking if you wanted to go to prom with me as my date.”
Your face turned a beautiful shade of pink, and you stammered out, “I–I’m not sure if we’d be allowed to do that.”
“Come on,” I pleaded, “We’d be going as friends, they can’t kick us out for that.”
Another moment of silence bloomed between us like the yellow flower in your jacket pocket. You picked at your nails in contemplation. “Fine,” you relented with a smirk, “I guess I could go as your prom date… buddy.”
“I just know you’re never gonna let me live that down,” I whined, and you just laughed.
“Damn straight,” you agreed, and I refrained from making a gay joke on account of, oh I don’t know, outing myself. You put my bike in your garage while I was caught up on the plan for transportation, which was Lucas’ parents’ minivan, which would be there in a few minutes to pick us up. Needless to say, everyone was shocked when I climbed into the van.
Prom was pretty lame, and we all ended up leaving early and going back to your house, but I honestly don’t give a single flying fuck, because we actually got to dance together. I repeat: we actually got to dance together. The music had slowed down, everyone was finding their respective dates, and I was just about to leave the dance floor for my impending Closet Pity Party™ when you grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer to you and placing your hands on my hips. “What’s the point of prom if you don’t have at least one slow dance?” you asked, and I tried my best to appear as nonchalant as possible by shrugging. Meanwhile, I was, like, one second away from dying of happiness. It was dark enough I could get away with putting my hands on your shoulders, and you became a bit more confident with the way your hands gripped my waist as we swayed back and forth to the music. I’m grinning so hard while writing this. I think this has been the best night of my life by far. I hope this feeling lasts forever.
Love,
Mike
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What a lovely dream
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But that what it’ll always be. A dream.
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Close ups and stuff lmao
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mikeslawyer · 9 months
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my favourite part of byler arguments is that will is legitimately trying to solve the issue, explaining to mike one by one what exactly he’s upset about and mike is just like. “well, we’re not dating, are we????? yeah, thought so.”
like what does it have to do with anything. pick ur gay ass up.
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messrsbyler · 1 year
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i can’t believe they kept hellfire mike and short-sleeve will apart. cowards.
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livsmessydoodles · 1 year
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just for fun heres a little comic of a scene from @andiwriteordie 's fic i'll find a new place to be from!! it just felt SO in character i had to draw it out😭😭😭
anyway GO CHECK OUT ANDIS FIC its such an interesting take on how s5 could go, its incredibly hooking besides being insanely in character and very very funny GO READ IT NOW‼️‼️‼️
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hichufox · 12 days
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College AU Byler where they (you can read the title card). I posted this on tiktok but I thought I’d post it here as well!
I’d imagine that if Mike and Will had a falling out over Will’s feelings and then years later he saw him in a gay bar he’d be pretty pissed off.
Program is storyboard pro!
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dodele · 2 years
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Hope u like ittt
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bebx · 7 months
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I know Vecna was watching the whole thing with a Starbucks drink and a bowl of popcorn on his lap
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talesofliia · 3 days
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Miscommunication trope at its best!
It’s clear that both Mike and Will missed each other a lot but thought they had forgotten about each other and moved on. In this Rink-O-Mania scene, they were using another person (El) to communicate their feelings about each other (also, a big shoutout to the van scene, which later did the same thing).
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They were both afraid of showing their true feelings and recognizing how much they needed each other in their lives (which they both admitted later in the season), so they ended up having this argument.
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Not gonna lie, I don’t like the way Mike treated Will here. It was unfair of him to put all the blame on Will and call him out for not being happy about Mike and El ignoring him, especially on his supposed birthday. But even best friends argue sometimes, so what matters most is that Mike apologized later.
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Also, I saw someone claiming Will was “friend-zoned” in this scene. And this is not true in the slightest. Will has never told Mike about his love for him. All he did was let Mike know he missed being best friends with him, and it’s the only thing he’s ever expected from him. Mike couldn’t friend-zone him because he didn’t know about Will’s feelings. It’s as simple as that.
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opudraws · 1 year
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Byler x Perfect (Ed Sheeran) 🦋
Lately all I get is byler scenarios popping up in my head whenever I listen to a beautiful song lol. And as always, I give into drawing them out, no regrets!
Just imagine years later in the future, they meet again like this t.t
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boredgaywriter · 2 days
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original post : https://twitter.com/heartbyler/status/1549414740249681921
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love-kurdt · 2 days
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byler fanfic wall still going strong (i’m updating the ones for now that we don’t talk, hence the lack of yellow)
and yes i’m using a chair to reach the higher cards, fucking sue me
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imactuallyreallycool · 2 months
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MIKE WITH A HEART BIRTHMARK 😡🤬🫶💖✨✨‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
Silly little bonus thing
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