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bylertruth3r · 1 month

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the fact that they deleted Mike and Will's playlists from Spotify because of spoilers should tell you everything (there's a gay song about a gay man leaving his homophobic town to find a new life as the first song in Mike's playlist and Finn said he wants Mike to leave Hawkins) and there was a song about being closeted in his playlist

#stranger things #byler #mike wheeler #mike wheeler is gay #will byers #stranger things 4 #stranger things 5 #wiseheart #smalltown boy #bronski beat

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artthoufruity · 23 days

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I NEED smalltown boy to be in s5 you don't understand + I want it to be remixed dramatically for Mike

#smalltown boy #mike wheeler #byler #stranger things 5 #stranger things five #will byers #small town boy #smalltown boy mike wheeler

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chirpsythismorning · 1 year

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When you say Will tried to laugh about it, cover it all up with lies, hiding the tears in his eyes, nobody bats an eye.

Say Mike would never cry to them, just to his soul, and society goes wild.

#byler #boys don’t cry #smalltown boy #and if I said this explains their pov’s at the end of s3 and the van scene…#then what?

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unlockedcuriositydoor · 3 months

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SMALL VILLAGE BOY (Mike Wheeler Version)

You leave in the morning With everything you own In a little black case Alone on a platform The wind and the waterfalls On a sad and lonely face

Mother will never understand Why you had to leave But the answers you seek Will never be found at the local village The love that you need Will never be found at the local village...

#byler #still on this #cry boy cry waterfalls #waterfallgate #lipgate #smalltown boy #localvillagegate

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divinisable · 24 days

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This song title (found in Mike's bassment beats, RIP.) has to be the most queer coded song title in the history of song titles (in the context of Mike).

Like you're basically telling me that in the end, bro can run but he can't hide and love (the homosexual kind) will win bc it'll catch up to Mike and beat the shit out of his denial until he kisses Will on the mouth bc “The First I Love You" (with a capital L) has been sitting in one of the Duffers' drawers gathering dust since 2015 and the world needs to hear it!!

(That's not what the song lyrics are about at all but yk)

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shakirachyanne · 1 month

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Song: Arcade- Duncan Laurence

Show: Good Omens

#good omens #crowley #david tennant #aziraphale #neil gaiman #crowly good omens #crowly x aziraphale #good omens edits #ineffable husbands #michael sheen #aziraphale x crowley #crowleyedit #crowley and aziraphale #aziraphaleedit #duncan laurence #arcade #smalltown boy

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bylersbear01 · 13 days

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#byler #byler endgame #mike wheeler #will byers #smalltown boy

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autumnaltrees · 9 months

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so i was thinking about mike's bassment beats spotify playlist and how the first song in said playlist is smalltown boy by bronski beat - a song about the need for gay men in the 80s to flee from homophobic small towns to the freedom of the city and i thought about looking up the meanings of the other songs included in the playlist to see what other hints there are to mike's character

i was also thinking about how significant it is that smalltown boy is the opening track to the playlist and i wondered about what the final track to mike's playlist is as that would seem equally significant to me

so the last track on the playlist is be afraid by franz ferdinand and the lyrics go as such:

Don't be afraid if you hear voices Feel the sweet air spoken upon you

Dream again

Sometimes the sound of a thousand whispering

it's pretty short in terms of lyrics and has less of a clear meaning compared to smalltown boy so i thought i'd google the meaning of the song just to see if there were any explanations from the band or a sort of general opinion on the song meaning which i didn't end up finding, however i did come across another song by franz ferdinand almost immediately called micheal and i thought well that's a coincidence (but not really) so i looked up what the meaning to that song was and lo and behold

so it's about a gay man who wants to be with another man called micheal

the music video is set in a basement

and the song contains hidden secret messages such as how the show queer codes mike

but also it's interesting how in the song the hidden messages can only be heard when played backwards

kind of like upside down...

bonus thought! the lyrics to smalltown boy:

Mother will never understand why you had to leave

But the answers you seek will never be found at home

The love that you need will never be found at home

and the hidden message in the song michael:

She’s worried about you. Call your mother.

#mike and will are for sure confessing their love for each other in the upside down #perhaps in mike's basement #byler #mike's bassment beats #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #gay mike truther #smalltown boy #bronski beat #michael #franz ferdinand #st theory #stranger things theory #st s5 #s5 speculation #mine

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the80s · 4 months

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Smalltown Boy, Bronski Beat (1984)

#1980s #80s music #smalltown boy #bronski beat #1984 #Youtube

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bylertruth3r · 2 months

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c'mon now this so Smalltown Boy coded

it's a song about a gay man leaving his homophobic town to find a new life and Finn said that he wants Mike to leave Hawkins

the song is in Mike's playlist

#stranger things #byler #mike wheeler #mike wheeler is gay #will byers #smalltown boy #stranger things comics

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livv-watkins · 2 years

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Mike gets vecna’d and it’s that one concept where vecna shows him what his future with Jane would look like vs Will etc etc. Enjoy!!

All of a sudden he’s in this life that he promised himself he’d never be in, mirroring his parents with a sad and loveless relationship. The dying flower field gone from his vision in a blink, replaced by the buzz of a small tv in front of him.

Mike rubbed his eyes tiredly, he was wide awake a second ago, watching Hawkins fall, but now he was sitting on a familiar la-z-boy with a newspaper article long forgotten in his lap and a knot in the back of his neck from sleeping up right.

The sound of food sizzling came from where he assumed the kitchen was, followed by the distinct sound of breakfast sibling rivalry. It reminded him of when he would dump syrup on Nancy’s eggs.

Nancy…

He sprung up quickly, only to immediately regret it. His back ached and he dizzied slightly, as if he had aged 30 years in the span of a second.

What had happened? Where were the others? Will, El, Nancy, Jonathan, Joyce and Hopper and Will. Where had they gone?

“Sweetie! Get up, breakfast has been ready for almost 10 minutes.”

Sweetie? Was that El?

He moved towards the sound quickly, the house he was in resembled his own, but was not quite the same. Walls were filled with photos of unfamiliar children and cheap plastic trophies obviously won from kids sports.

As he entered the room he immediately froze, El stood by the stove before moving to place more food on the table. She looked much older, with the long curls that she had so recently lost flowing from her head and a tacky apron around her waist.

“You fell asleep in the living room, again.”

She sounded disappointed, a tone he commonly heard his mother use on his father when he did the same as he just had. There wasn’t even a hint of the stiltedness in her voice, gone from years of real world experience.

“El, whats going on?”

She looked at him confused.

“El? You haven’t called me that in years, Mike. Are you alright?”

This was creepy, so so creepy. What would he call her other than El? Why was he here? Who were these kids? What is happening?

“El, don’t mess with me. What’s going on? Where’s Will?”

Her expression saddened, quickly glancing over at the children at the table.

“Our Will or your best friend Will?”

“My best friend Will is our Will! El, what’s going on? We were just on the Hill not even two minutes ago and—“

Somewhere in his small monologue the youngest of the children had already started crying, obviously worried by the man’s behaviour. The eldest was already half out of her seat, and who he assumed was the middle child sat visibly confused by the ordeal.

“Mike, what are you talking about? That was 20 years ago.”

“20 years?!! No way, El, where is Will?”

El sent him an incredibly worried glance, before shooting away to shush the girl that kept crying. 20 years was too long, way too long. This had to be something to do with One, but Will said he was still resting. Will. Where was Will?

With the child in one arm, bouncing her up and down as a way of comfort, El placed a steady hand on the side of the spiraling boy’s shoulder. She asked him over and over if he was okay, if something was wrong and reassuring him that it was over, but he couldn’t believe it. He kept asking where Will and the others were, he asked and asked, but El wasn’t giving him a straight answer and—

“He’s dead, Mike. He died saving us.”

…what?

“what? El, what do you mean—“

He could feel the tears starting to well up in his eyes, but he blinked them away as quick as he could. He couldn’t cry, not here, not like this.

“Damn, I didn’t know dad had emotions until now.” The middle child exclaimed.

“Will!” Both the eldest and El scolded at the same time.

Will? That was not Will. Will would never say something like that, especially not to his family. Will was kind, and selfless and amazing and —

and dead.

Will was dead.

He couldn’t do this anymore, he had to escape. So he just blocked his ears and closes and eyes and prayed. He prayed that this would end, that he could go back and make sure everyone was okay. He prayed that Will was okay.

Then all the muffled noise stops, there’s no more children crying and El wasn’t grabbing his arm and begging him to tell her why he was acting like this. Instead, the family’s panic is replaced by a familiar voice.

“Mike? You okay, babe?”

Immediately he opened his eyes again. Though he was still freaked out and terrified and confused because the boy in front of him was much older than he was 5 minutes ago, Will was there and he was safe. Will was safe and okay and he just called him babe and—

wait what?

“Mike. What’s up?

He was still in a kitchen, just not the same one as before. It was smaller and cozier and over the counter there was a large window that stared down at the surrounding city.

The space was open, just in front of the window sat a yellow sofa with a small stained coffee table. It faced a slim tv, much slimmer and modern than the one he had at home. The tv was perched on a light yellow shelf that matched a decent amount of furniture in the house.

He kept staring off at the apartment, noting things like how there was an accent wall that was almost the same blue as his room and how books and papers were sprawled over the table and how —

“Mike, say something. You’re being extra spacey today and it’s worrying me.”

Mike quickly snapped out of his haze and stared at Will, with an older face and stubble marking his jawline, he looked good.

‘you okay, babe?’

Will opened his arms toward Mike, inviting him in to hug, and who was Mike to say no? This was okay, he and Will were okay. He could live like this a little longer.

So he walked towards Will and slumped his head into his shoulder, before putting his arms around Will and snuggling his face into the crook of his neck. Will’s hands wrapped around his torso, the coldness slightly seeping through his shirt to his bare skin. He paid no mind to the faint sound of music he heard, too immersed in what was Will Byers to care.

“You scared me, y’know. It’s like you teleported into the room.”

Mike only mumbled in response, taking Will’s presence and practically eating it whole. Will pulled him back a bit, before putting an unexpected soft kiss on his lips.

Though Will’s lips were almost freezing, Mike burned up like a flame. Will just kissed him and it was really nice. It was really nice, so he ducked down to return the favour, but Will’s hand wrapped around his face to stop him from going any further.

To your soul

“How disappointing.” Will spoke, but it was not his voice. His eyes practically glowed white as he stared Mike in the eyes and gripped onto his face tighter and tighter.

Mike tried to run, but he was stuck in place. His feet glued to the floor and forcing him to watch the man in front of him slowly mold himself into a monster as he shook in fear. The distant music from before was louder, the lyrics slowly starting to blare in his ears.

He could see something out of the corner of his eye, through the large window across the room. A portal floating a foot away from the building. Through his tears he could see his body slowly start to rise as vecna’s claws latched onto his face, and he could see someone’s hand desperately grip onto his ankles as he flew up.

“MIKE!”

“I will take away your suffering, Michael. You won’t have to live the life you never wanted to live longing for the one I just showed you.”

…The love that you need will never be found at home

run away, turn away…

“MIKE PLEASE”

“It is time.”

“MIKE, ITS ME. PLEASE, I-I LOVE YOU, OKAY?? DON’T LEAVE ME, I CANT LOSE YOU.”

…run away, turn away…

“No.” He spoke, before reaching to the side and grabbing a kitchen knife on the counter, cutting a vine clean off of his body.

He didn’t dare look back, running towards the window and unlocking it as quick as he could.

No, you never cried to them, just to your soul

Vecna glared at him as he slid the window open, but he paid the monster no mind. On the other side of that portal there was Will, begging him to come back and telling him he loved him. On the other side of that portal there was the boy he loved telling him that he loved him back.

Run away, turn away, run away, turn away…

No vine could stop him as he leaped towards the opening with no hesitation, only a second away from falling 30 floors down.

Instead, he fell into the arms of the boy on the swings. He fell into the arms of the boy he went crazy with. He fell into the arms of the boy he had loved before he even knew what loving was, and he was okay.

Sitting in the dying flower field, surrounded by the people he loved and cared for the most. He was okay.

#byler fic #Byler fanfic #this was only meant to be a short concept post #byler #mike wheeler #platonic elmike #I got carried away #sorry for my shit writing LMAO #smalltown boy #heavily inspired by another fic on tumblr I don’t know the name of

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chirpsythismorning · 22 days

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