It was a flood that wrecked this Home- byler fic on ao3, a little over 1k and 1/6 chapters.
Will tilted his head, lips curving into a smile so horrifically wrong that Mike found himself clenching his fists and digging his nails into his palms hard enough to sting.
Then, Will spoke.
No one had ever warned Mike how excruciating it would be to hear a sound he loved so much be turned on him like a knife by the very person that had been ripped away without even leaving him at all.
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Vecna has finally been defeated, but it's nothing like Mike had thought it would be. Not only are the wounds from his war still fresh, but so is the apocalyptic mess he left behind. Worse, something is very, very wrong with Will. Mike is the only person in this mess who can even get close to Will, and he needs to figure out how to help him before it’s too late, and his best friend is completely gone.
inspired by @imactuallyreallycool’s evil!Will fanart and gifted to @levelofyoureye and @significant-ace-nnoyance <3


