dramler
Recent bookmarks
-
sundew by Anonymous
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
19 Oct 2025
Tags
Summary
Part I
“Aemond,” he says in a rough voice. It’s begun to drop a register, into the husk it will one day be. No one says Aemond’s name so. But there is sweat on his forehead and lines beneath his eyes. Luke says then, softer, “Husband… I fear I am dying.”
Part II
“Annulment?” Luke asks over his food. “But that is for marriages that have not been consummated.”
“As yours has not,” Rhaenys says patiently.
And Luke says, with more focus on his plate than on either of them, “No, we’ve slept together.”
Series
- Part 7 of on your mark
-
Tags
Summary
After a tense night out at the bar, and a run in with Will's boyfriend, Mike and Will barely make it back to their apartment before they're all over each other
In the safety of their own home, Mike takes Will apart, and puts him back together. Several times.
-
Tags
Summary
They’re just friends (granted, with some benefits) no matter what outlandish tale the media has cooked up. But Matty’s got it bad and Taylor’s oblivious and sooner or later the whole thing is bound to blow up in his face, innit?
-
Tags
Summary
“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.
-
Tags
Summary
Will needs a date to his mom's wedding. Mike volunteers.
“I have an idea,” says Mike.
Ice cubes form in Will’s stomach. “How dangerous is it? Like, should I call Dustin to talk you down, or should I call Nancy to be ready to drive us to the hospital?”
“No,” says Mike, “you can’t tell anyone or it won’t work.”
“Or what won’t work?” Will asks. It’s like picking up a rock you know a spider will be under.
Mike gets up and closes Will’s door. Hopper doesn’t make them keep it open but sometimes Will does anyway, because every now and then lying around alone with Mike on his bed just makes his chest ache too much. If the door is open he can tell himself You can’t do anything right now, someone will see.
Mike leans back against the door. His eyes are lit up with that special maniacal gleam that the Wheelers get right before they do something insane, like when Nancy says, “Then we have to go kill Vecna ourselves,” or whatever. “Take me to the wedding,” says Mike.
“Yeah,” says Will slowly, “you’ll be at the wedding. Obviously.”
“As your date."