#byler x reader

[froggywritesstuff]

Poly Yandere Will Byers & Mike Wheeler x male reader

Byler Ghostface au

ours | poly!ghostface!yandere!byler

ship/pairing: yandere!ghostface!Will Byers x male!reader x yandere!ghostface!Mike Wheeler

warnings: yandere themes, murder, character death, blood, stabbing, unhealthy relationships, possessiveness, implied period-typical homophobia (please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of these)

A/N: i do not in any way support yandere behaviour, please understand that this writing is purely fictional, and should not ever be reenacted in real life. fem readers dni, Byler Ghostface au, sorry for the wait, hope you enjoy :)

Mike and Will were best friends. Sometimes other things. They shared a simple interest with one another. An interest no one else would be able to properly understand. You. And when someone else tried to take an interest in you, they took it upon themselves to get rid of them. Of course you were always so sad when a friend you had become close with vanished out of nowhere, and when your dates never showed up, but that was just a bonus in Will and Mike’s plan. They'd always be there for you when you were lonely, sometimes making you feel like they were the only people there for you. Of course, you never knew they were intentionally making you feel that way, and intentionally driving away any other friends you might make. You just felt so loved having Mike and Will’s friendship, unaware of how they both wanted you in a different way. So much, they’d do anything for you. But apparently, you never got the memo.

You happily sped toward Mike and Will at the lunch table they were sitting at, greeting them both with a wide smile as you handed them a note.

"What's this?" Mike asked, taking it from your hands.

You sat down across from them, unable to contain your excitement, "Just read the note." you said, voice having a slight excited squeak to it.

Mike smiled at your excitement, before opening up the note and reading it.

'I got a date :)'

He felt his heart drop as he read your words. His brain went into overdrive, before he passed the note to Will, giving him a look. 

Will’s eyes widened as he read it, not wanting you to see his anger. Mike however, did not care about hiding his expression. The thought crossed his mind a few times, but he was too focused on this. What did you mean, you got a date?

Will was a way better actor than Mike, as he quickly plastered on an eager look as he spoke to you, “So what’s his name?”

You were beyond happy over Will’s ‘support’, completely naive to his real intentions.

”It’s Conner, from our science class.” You gushed, waving to a boy sitting at another table, not noticing the scowl etched on Mike’s face as he saw him. He and Will were familiar with Conner. Every odd science lesson, he would ask to be your lab partner. They agreed they wouldn’t do anything about Conner unless he tried becoming friends with you, so they could stop anything else happening between the two of you. Apparently they were too late. Will had a plan though. He usually did.

“Do you guys have anything planned? Where are you two going out?”

Mike began listening more intently, immediately understanding what Will was thinking.

You shrugged, “We were just gonna watch movies at my place, since we don’t really wanna go out in public.”

Will and Mike nodded, an unspoken plan being formed, “Nice.” Will smiled.

Mike plastered a smile on his face, almost speaking through gritted teeth, ”Sounds fun.”

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You looked so beautiful. You were laughing, and smiling, and the light from the tv screen illuminated your face in the most ethereal way. Mike and Will loved your smile. However they hated when you smiled because of someone else. No one else should be able to see you happy, let alone make you happy. So to say they were angry as they saw you laughing because of something Conner said through your living room window would be an understatement. Conner didn't deserve you. No matter how much you liked him, no matter how much he liked you, you two would never be right for each other. Mike and Will just needed you to realise that.

You were unaware of Mike and Will's presence, your attention on the boy beside you, until the phone rang. You left the couch where you and Conner sat, sending him an apologetic smile as you went to answer the phone.

"Hello, Y/N speaking?" you said, into the phone.

"Hello?" a low, gravelly voice responded.

You paused, waiting for an answer before realising you weren't going to get one, "Who is this?" you asked.

"Who's this?" they asked, much to your confusion.

"Is there someone you're trying to reach?"

"Well, what number is this?"

"What number are you trying to reach?"

"I don't know."

You narrowed your eyes, before speaking, "Then I think you have the wrong number."

"Oh do I?"

"Uh-huh. I gotta go now, bye." you said, ending the call and hanging up the phone. "Sorry about that," you said, walking back to where Conner was sitting.

"Who was it?" he asked, to which you shrugged, about to answer, only to be interrupted by the phone ringing again.

You sighed, walking back to the phone, picking it up with a huff, "Hello?"

"Hi."

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the familiar voice, "Did you need something?"

"I wanted to apologise."

"For?"

"Dialling the wrong number."

"You're forgiven. Bye now." before you can hang up, the voice calls out.

"Don't hang up, I just wanna talk."

"I'd love to talk, but I have a friend over, I don't wanna keep them waiting."

"He can wait. I just wanna talk." the voice responded, to which you sighed, holding the phone away from you and turning to where Conner was sitting.

"Who is it?" he asked.

You shrugged, "I dunno yet, but they seem very persistent in talking to me. I'll try and hang up soon." you said, receiving an understanding smile from Conner, before you brought the phone back to you, "What do you wanna-?"

"Who was that?" the voice snapped.

"Just my friend? Now what do you wanna talk about?"

"How much do you like your friend?" the voice asked, giving you a bad feeling.

"What do you mean?" you asked, growing more and more cautious of the stranger.

A mocking laugh came from the phone, "How loud are you gonna scream when I slice Conner to bits?"

You whipped your head around, heart dropping when Conner was nowhere to be found. Much to their disappointment, you hung up the phone, running through the walls of your house, screaming Conner's name. The phone rang again, making you jump with fear. You raced toward the phone, picking it up and answering it.

"Who the fuck are you and what do you want?!" you imagined yourself sounding tough, but your face was drenched with tears and your voice was cracking from the fear.

The voice laughed, "Like I said, I just wanna talk."

"I don't wanna talk to you." you cried, heart racing with fear.

"Oh?" you could almost hear the smirk over the phone, "So you'd rather I slit Conner's throat right now?"

"No, please don't hurt him!"

"There we go," a low laugh came from the phone, "Now if you don't wanna hear your boyfriend choking on his own blood, you'll talk to me."

You felt your heart drop with fear, "H-how did you know we were-?" you stopped yourself from continuing, taking a breath to calm yourself, the sound of low static on the line making you uneasy, "Is that why you're doing this?"

A hum came from the phone, "Maybe you should just be more careful about which boys you date."

"Fuck you," you hissed, breaths heavy as you felt tears roll down your cheeks, "I'm calling the police, you dick." you hung up the phone, about to dial 911, when you heard a loud scream, followed by a thud.

The phone dropped from your hands as you saw Conner's mutilated body on the floor. Blood pooled from slits around his neck, arms and legs, staining the floor bright red. A choked sob escaped your lips and you went to run to his body, when a man in a black cloak and white mask walked in front of his body, facing you. You shook in fear, beginning to back away when someone else came behind you, wrapping their strong arms around your body to keep you from running. The masked man in front of you stalked toward you, and you began thrashing in their arms, attempting to escape, when he brought his hand up to his mask.

You felt your heart drop as you stared at the familiar dark brown eyes of your best friend, "Mike? Wh-what the fuck are you doing?"

He stared at you looking genuinely confused, "Did you not see this coming? Y/N, we've been friends with you for years, did you never think we deserved something a little more than that?"

You felt your breath hitch, "Will?"

The man behind you took his mask off as well, and you felt his hand grip your jaw, turning your head to face him, "Oh, this wasn't a one person job Y/N."

Mike nodded at Will, "There were way too many people getting too close to you, and we couldn't let that happen."

"Apparently this was the only way to get you to realise it, but you're ours, Y/N."

You felt Mike grab your hand tightly, sending a chill down your spine, "And we don't intend to let anyone take you away from us."

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[kaylinlmao]

Yandere!Mike x Reader x Yandere!Will Headcannons

Hi. Just read it. Aged up to 18

Warning: yandere shit, swearing

They were both obsessed with you since middle school

They both thought you were so gorgeous/handsome

On the last day of school, as you were walking on your path through the woods for the last time, you felt something hit you.

As you spun around you saw Will and Mike standing there.

"I thought I told you boys to leave me alone." You said, hands on your hips.

"You did." Will says

"We just wanted to hug you one last time" Mike said

"Ok." You said sighing.

"Bring it in."

As Will walked to you to give you a hug, you felt a sharp sting in the back of your neck.

Mike was holding a syringe, smirking as you faded into darkness

You woke up in the in the middle of the woods with Mike and Will looking at you.

"Now you're ours forever, sweetheart"

"And we'll never let you go, darling"

Hope y'all like this. Love y'all! :) -Kaylin

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[certifiedwhore4slashers]

Ghostface!Byler Headcanons

normally reader is gn for headcanons but for Will reader is ALWAYS male.

These two as ghostface would be chaotic.

They’d probably get away with it too.

As for you, they’d kill people for you and maybe even scare you as Ghosyface whenever you flirt with someone on purpose.

They do like talking you and following you around.

Occasionally calling you as Ghostface too.

If you’re psychotic like them then they’d let you join you.

EITHER way it doesn’t take long for you to figure out they’re Ghostface because it’s pretty easy.

That changes a lot. Their demeanor changes and their act of being these sweet and totally not psychotic friends changes.

They kidnap you or force you to be with them. And still kill for you. And scare you if necessary with threats.

If you happily join them then they’d probably still be sweet and kind. And bonus if you’re secretly psychotic like them.

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[myoddessy]

could you maybe do headcanons or a short fic ab being in a poly relationship with mike and will?? ty!

three's the magic number. poly!blyer headcanons!

gender neutral reader !

ngl, i can mainly see this working if you were part of the party since it started. you and mike were will's first real friends, he felt safe around you both. safer than he'd ever felt around anyone else.

you felt the same for the two of them, you weren't entirely sure what set them apart from your other friends, but they were always that bit more special to you.

i'm not really going to touch on how exactly you got together because that would take too long, but i feel like you and mike would probably be the first to initiate anything romantic. when at hawkins middle school, back in s1 when will was still missing, mike kissed you instead of el while dustin rambled abt chocolate pudding. ever since then, you knew there was something between you both, so it was only a matter of time before you realised it for will too.

honestly, you probably never had the "what are we?" talk. it was more of a "wow, we all act like a couple." "does that mean we are one?" "i guess." bam, happy days!

mike has a jealousy problem. he just does. he's rlly worried that you're both going to leave and find something 'better' because he knows that he can be selfish from time to time. but you and will always reassure him that you're happy together and he feel better.

that doesn't stop him from glaring at anyone who flirts with either of you two and passive aggressively putting himself in the conversation.

will isn't the best with expressing his love with words, so he would definitely draw something for you both or make you fucking great mixtapes with love songs and songs that remind him of both of you as a way of reminding you that he loves you so much.

when you guys cuddle, you and will take turns being in the middle. sometimes he gets really bad nightmares because of the upside down and physically cannot sleep unless he can feel both of you to know that he's safe and you're safe.

speaking about the upside down, they will literally be so worried for you whenever there's anything bad going on. they know you're, like, the most badass person ever and can definitely take care of yourself, but they're always scared that you'll try to take on too much by protecting and helping others that you'll get hurt in the process.

they're so supportive of everything you do it's crazy. they think you're the coolest person in the world and admire you so much. if you do any sports or clubs that involve competitions or showcases, they will be front row, holding banners, signs, screaming, whatever it takes for you to know that they're there and they couldn't be prouder.

will moving away was really difficult for you all and honestly, mike nearly ended it between you guys because he was scared for long distance but thankfully you managed to talk some sense into him before will found out and spiralled.

you guys write letters and call literally all the time.

about calls, you and el are literally so close so she keeps you updated on any embarrassing stories about will ( like jokingly complaining about him talking about you both 24/7 and constantly asking joyce when he could visit you or when you could visit them. )

whenever you guys are all together in hawkins, you're probably hanging out at mike's because he parents don't really care what you do together because they think you're just best friends.

the only downside to this is that nancy, who knows abt you, will dip her head into mikes room sometimes and lightheartedly make fun of you all when she's there. but all you know she doesn't really mean it because she really cares about the three of you and loves seeing you happy.

will is a cheek-kisser and mike is a neck and nose-kisser, argue with the wall.

i feel like eddie would be really supportive of your relationship when he finds out because he's all for fucking over society and this is a very big fuck-you to society.

he's fighting el and joyce for position of your biggest fan.

i love them sm help-

#anon my love <3 #gender neutral!reader #male!reader #stranger things 4 #stranger things 3 #stranger things 2 #stranger things #stranger things x reader #byler #byler x reader #poly!byler

[statticscribbles]

Trapped

Summary: Will Byers/Reader/Mike Wheeler; Reader’s been trapped in the upside down until Will freed her; something about her is drawing both boys in, but will it just lead them back to Vecna

You’ve been here for what feels like centuries. You’re not sure the last time you’ve seen someone; the place you fell through into here is gone; covered in spiderwebs and vines and darkness that makes your head spin. You close your eyes and try not to cry hoping someone will find you; you just want to go back to your family.

“Are you okay?” You blink looking up into your brother's face, he smiles; his hair flops in his eyes and he brushes it back.

“It’s not so scary here; is it?” He laughs when you jump up and cling to him.

You can’t remember the last time you’ve seen your brother. You know you should be scared he’s here; but you’re mostly just happy, you’re not alone anymore.

“Sorry for taking so long.”

“It’s okay.” You smile; he looks the same as he did when you got stuck in this place. You keep your hand in his as he walks you around.

Whenever you can find one of those holes you jump through it; it’s one that seems to lead back to what you think is the real world. With so many people it has to be real you hope; you don’t like the idea of the wasteland being the real world. You haven’t found any of the holes again; you’re nervous; you don’t get hungry here; you don’t feel much besides cold and pain. You never see people, not since your brother left. Until one day you see a boy.

“Hello?”

“Hello.” You parrot back and he steps forward but hesitates.

“Who are you?”

“Y/N. You?”

“Will.” He grins a little and you nod, mimicking his smile.

Drowning. This is what dying feels like; you at least wish your brother was here. Instead of Will; you don’t want either of them to die; but you think you’d rather have your brother by your side.

You’re shaking the entire time; curled next to Will; anytime someone tries to move you you scream and Will attempts to glare. Joyce; his mother, doesn’t seem to want to separate either of you; she can’t get much out of you besides your name; not that Will says anything either for the moment; you both know there’s too many people for them to believe what you’re saying.

“Vecna?” You tilt your head at Will who swallows and nods.

“The monster; the creature that’s been hunting… that trapped us, in the upside down..” He nods and you know this has something to do with El, Jane, Eleven; you know that’s not her whole name; she only uses one at a time but they all pulse behind your eyes and you can’t seem to forget that order. Despite hearing it the opposite way.

“Monster?” You frown and chew your lip before shaking your head and Will shrugs when he looks at Mike.

“It’s something scary; something that hurts you… like he did; right?” Mike offers and you nod slowly.

“Hurts.. Yes. Monster hurts me. Hurts you.” Your fingers curl around Will’s shoulder and he nods smiling a little.

“We’re safe now.”

“Safe is good.” 

“Yeah.” Mike grins and leans over to pull you into a hug; you’re still not used to being touched besides Will and occasional Joyce when she needs something. Neither of them have been unpleasant and Mike’s hugs are the same; they make you feel warm, feel safe you think as you smile at both of them.

“My brother..” You mumble and Will looks up frowning; Mike does the same.

“Your brother is still there?” Closing the gates will mean he’s trapped; you don’t want him there; but you know that trying to bring him through could kill him, or you; or anyone who’s close enough. You know there’s been enough death in Hawkins.

“Mhm..”

“What’s his name..”

“Henry Creel!” You don’t understand why they look horrified.

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[spring-picnics]

byler comforting male!munson!reader after eddie’s death

♡ you couldn’t believe what had happened. You were reeling, trying to understand how this could have happened, but Eddie was dead.

♡ mike and will both respond in opposite ways, but do their absolute best to be there for you.

♡ mike doesn’t know what to do. He’s never really expressed emotions like this when it mattered, so he tries to help in other ways.

♡ mike cancels your unnecessary plans, makes you food and does your chores, all while you grieve.

♡ mike spends days outside of your room, trying to put your life back together. To make it resemble something even remotely close to what you know.

♡ on the other hand, Will knows exactly how to approach you.

♡ while mike spends time putting your life back together, will spends time putting you back together.

♡ will spends hours sitting at the foot of your bed, waiting for you to feel ready enough to say something.

♡ when you’re ready, will patiently listens to your heartbroken ramblings and eventually, he invites mike in too.

♡ will and mike start to lie with you and ground you. they will stay in your room for hours, silent and calm and most of all, comforting.

♡ they sleep over every other night for the first few months.

♡ honestly, Mike and will just spend the next few months and as long as possible trying to make you feel something again.

♡ They remind you constantly that they are there for you and they ask Lucas for advice too.

♡ they just need you to know that they are there for you.

@spring-picnics

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[monstersareinhumans]

Duffer brothers read the fucking room

#genuine question: do you think they know their audience? #stranger things #stranger things 4 #byler #mike wheeler #will byers #robin buckley #maya hawke #joe keery #steve harrington #eddie munson #joseph quinn #steddie #eddie munson x reader #personal

[dissectiontime]

Whatever you do don’t go after the Stranger Things cast. They had no say in how the season was gonna end. It is just their jobs to act what the Duffer brothers wrote in their scripts.

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[hellfireseddie]

Yknow what sucks.

When tumblr refreshes mid way through a fanfic you're reading and didn't get the chance to like or reblog it for the future so now I will never find it again.

This is true pain.

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[i83andrew]

ok I need you guys to stop being horndogs and start writing some angst to fluff

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[gayforwanda]

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[weednextdoorr]

finn wolfhard is 100% my ideal type 🫶🏽🧸🤍

dream boyfriend fr

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[captainmoofy]

someone help me i miss my comfort character and my family won’t let me talk about him anymore

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[bookshelf-dust]

something like that.

eddie munson x fem!henderson!reader

word count: 3,795

warnings: swearing, smoking (tobacco usage), mentions of anxiety and insecurities, reader doesn’t have a friend group :(( sexual innuendos, teeny bit of angst, mostly fluff

a/n: in case of any confusion, in my head, this is a world where Vecna will not be happening, so the kids start high school like normal, and Eddie joins the gang, etc. etc., chaos and teenagedom ensue. also, reader and will talk about boys!! eek!! anyways, i wanted to write more for eddie, and just went ham and this is what happened. and i love sleepovers!! and dusty bun!! i hope you like it! <333 also!!! i have a little over a hundred followers?? that's crazy to me!! i am thankful for every last one of you little squishies (even though i still need to check for bots). <333

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Hellfire had ended about half an hour ago and from what it sounded like now, only Eddie was left, helping Dustin clean up out in the living room. It was getting late, after midnight.

The school was actually putting on a theater production for once, so they’d been temporarily kicked out of the drama room, Dustin’s house being the decided place of meeting until they could go back.

You grabbed for the towel sitting next to the sink on the counter whilst trying to blink the water off of your eyelashes. Patting your face dry, you straightened, hearing footsteps outside of the bathroom door.

They weren’t Dustin’s, who’s were always heavy—like a stomp—but were just a bit lighter, the strides further apart. Eddie. It wasn’t like you were hiding, seeing as you’d left the bathroom door open to begin with.

The steps stopped, the sound of knuckles on a doorframe. You peeked over the top of your now-wet towel. Eddie’s hands were behind his back, a kind sort of grin on his face. “How can I help you this evening, Mr. Munson?” You asked, drawing a snort from the boy.

You lowered the towel, drying off your arms where the water had run down.

“I have been instructed by the younger Henderson that I should ‘just stay the night’ due to the current time. Wanted to let you know. Do you know where my toothbrush is?”

His statement didn’t shock you, nor bother you. It wasn’t the first time Eddie had stayed after a long night of vigorous D&D playing. That was why Dustin had a trundle bed, after all. For sleepovers. Now the lower mattress just had a twenty year old amongst the Star Wars sheets as opposed to a fifteen year old Will or Lucas.

You tossed the towel back on the counter, crouching to dig around under the sink, looking for the red travel container belonging to Eddie’s Henderson-Household-toothbrush. Finding purchase, you stood, holding it out to him.

“For your dental hygiene, my liege.”

“Thank you.”

You returned to putting moisturizer on your face, passing Eddie the toothpaste from where you’d left it moments ago. You smirked at him in the mirror where he had foam all over his mouth, and he bumped your shoulder with his.

Spitting and rinsing his mouth clean, he turned to you. “May I use some of that, M’lady? My skin has been shit lately.”

“Sure thing.” You held the container of lotion aloft, allowing him to dip his finger into the contents a few times, dabbing the cream onto his face.

“Thank you,” he said, watching you screw the lid closed. You observed him as he rubbed it in, fingers swiping over the circles under his eyes, his tongue poking out in concentration. You tried to not stare, not to think about how it would feel to do it yourself.

“Better?”

“Much.” You patted him on the shoulder, heading off to bed.

Flopping down on your mattress, you took the chance to breathe.

You had feelings for Eddie. They’d been almost instantaneous after you got to know him through Dustin. After you saw the way he welcomed your younger brother, how excited he got to have new members in his club. The way he was always sweet to you, always thanked you for putting up with them when Hellfire met at your home.

And there were those times that he’d smile at you, his gaze lingering for just a little too long. The time you’d come home late after spending too long at the bookstore, and thought you had interrupted Dustin hanging out with his friends. Max had come over to see what you’d bought, like always, and Eddie had asked you to watch a movie with them.

And one day you’d smacked into him in the hall at school, and he’d taken one look at you and known. Known you were stressed. He could feel your hands shake as he steadied you, see the worry in your eyes. He’d asked you to sit with him at lunch, and no one had asked any questions. He’d told you he’d always be around if you wanted to talk.

Things like this made you wonder. Wonder whether he was just being nice to Dustin’s older sister, or if he maybe in some way cared about you a little more.

Because he was so sweet. Maybe he was like this with everyone, even if he could be a little intimidating sometimes.

You just didn’t know. But really, when you thought about it, and you did, you weren’t his type. You were quiet, lacking a friend group. He was the opposite of you. There was no way.

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You pattered down the hall, pulling a sweatshirt over your head, in search of sustenance. Dustin had slept with the door cracked, and you peeked in, seeing both him and his older friend passed out. You pretended like the skin of Eddie’s back that you could see where his shirt had ridden up didn’t affect you.

You dug around in the freezer, in search of the Eggo’s you knew were hidden in the back. Scrambling for purchase, you latched on to the chilly box, and went to shut the door.

“Fuck!” You jumped at the figure that had materialized during your search.

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you.” Eddie chuckled, reaching to tie up his sleep matted hair.

“You’re fine. I just thought everyone else was still sleeping.” You opened the box, ripping at the plastic wrap separating you and waffles. “You hungry?”

“Yeah, actually.” Eddie leaned against the counter, watching you struggle with the packaging.

“We have waffles, clearly. There’s cereal, or I can make you something. Like toast, or…” you paused, thinking. “That’s it actually.” Eddie smiled at you and you swear your heart felt like it was going to fly out of your chest and onto the floor in front of you, gory as that may seem.

“Waffles are fine. You don’t have to make them, though. I do know how to use a toaster.”

“You’re the guest, Munson. And technically, I’m in charge, so I can’t have you setting the kitchen aflame this early in the morning.” He was smiling at you again, those big brown eyes seemingly putting you in a trance. “How many do you want?”

Eddie tapped his finger thoughtfully against his chin. “Four.”

You took four waffles out of the box and popped all of them in the toaster, thankful your mom had bought one with that many spots. “Do you want them burnt? How done do you like them?” You asked, fingers waiting above the dial before pressing the lever.

“However you do yours is just fine.” You rolled your eyes at him, moving to get the syrup out of the fridge.

Eddie watched you move around the kitchen. He liked watching you, seeing your mind work as you pulled out plates and forks and butter. He didn’t think anyone had the right to be this gorgeous this early in the day, eyes still puffy from sleep, sheet marks on your cheek.

You spun around aimlessly in the kitchen, waiting for his waffles to finish, trying not to think about how pretty he looked. How he had on these sweatpants he’d left over and his ass looked fucking exquisite. Stop. “Sleep okay?”you inquired, trying to quit your middle-school-crushing.

Eddie laughed. It was gravely and deep and comforting. “Yeah. I know that mattress is a twin, but it’s much better than my one at home. Dustin does snore though, you know that?”

“It’s horrendous. Always has been.”

The waffles popped up at that exact moment, making you jump and then turn around to retrieve them. You put them on a plate, then popped your three in while you opened the butter for Eddie and handed him a knife.

By the time he finished buttering and syruping, your waffles were done and he passed the accoutrements off to you. You picked up your finished plate and realized he was waiting on you. “I’m going to eat these in my room, unless you want to sit out here. But I got in trouble for getting syrup on the couch and the dining chairs hurt my ass.” He laughed again.

“Can I join you?”

“That was the point, Munson.”

You plopped down on your bed, spreading a napkin over your lap. Eddie sat leaning against the wall, long legs crisscrossed, his knee almost touching yours.

“Are your Eggo’s up to par?”

He nodded enthusiastically at you. “Yep.”

The both of you sat in comfortable silence for a while, munching away. But then you looked up at him, and Eddie reached out, wiping syrup off of your cheek where it had apparently taken refuge. That was all fine and dandy. But then he raised his thumb to his mouth, and sucked the substance off of his skin, keeping eye contact with you. Suddenly it was very hot. You felt like you needed to take your sweatshirt off.

“You like the syrup that much?” What else were you going to say? Shit, you had to be fucking beet red.

“Something like that.”

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Ever since The Waffle Incident, as you’d creatively named it, you’d been trying to avoid Eddie, for the most part, or at least not bother him. It wasn’t so much avoiding as it was just not crossing his path as often.

There was no possible way he could have feelings for you. You were his best buddies older sister, for fucks sake. You were probably a nuisance.

Always taking Dustin places, hanging around the house when they played. Eddie probably thought you were fucking obnoxious.

You just didn’t want to bug him. He was trying to finish school, plan campaigns, spend time with his friends before things changed. You were just some girl who’d come along with her sibling.

Shit, Dustin was your only friend. Best to not think about your feelings anymore.

But you couldn’t stop replaying that moment in your head. “Something like that.”

Today though, your mom had asked you to pick up Dusty from Hellfire because she had book club. So here you were, parked a little outside the doors where they usually let out, the school play finally done and the drama room available to them once again.

Dustin practically leapt out to the car, dying to tell you that he'd won the campaign, beat the shit out of the ogre that was meant to have killed him. He related all of this once you berated him for not yet having his seatbelt latched, going on about dice numbers—stuff you still didn’t entirely comprehend. You’d played with him a couple times, but lately he’d abandoned teaching you.

"I invited everyone over for a sleepover on Friday. So if you could make yourself scarce, that'd be great. I'd tell you to go out with your friends or something, but..." He cocked his head, screwing his face up in pity.

"Damn." You tried not to feel hurt, considering he was right about your failures in the friend department. “Who’s everyone? Also, didn’t you just have a sleepover with Eddie?”

“Jealous, are we? Max and Lucas. Mike.” He held up his hands, counting off with his fingers. “Gareth and Eddie. Jeff has to babysit.”

“Thrilling,” you trailed off. “Wait, what about—”

“Will? Yes, your favorite shall also be in attendance.” You laughed in triumph.

Maybe you shouldn’t have favorites of your brother’s friends, but Will was too good for this world.

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It was just after dinner when Will had made his way down the hall to your bedroom. He was now sat next to you while you talked to Joyce, who Will had promised to call like always--at least twice--with an update of his activities and assurance that everything was okay.

You told Joyce that he was doing really, really good. This was one of the first few "normal" experiences he was trying to get back in the hang of, considering starting high school had been so tough on him.

It was hard to tell when it really started, maybe when Dustin brought him to the park one day forever ago. Will and you were the quiet ones, but the ones that could get oh so excited about things you were probably to old to be getting excited about.

He was just a really, really sweet kid. And he'd been through more than enough trauma for a lifetime.

You handed the phone off to Will, who answered his mom's questions begrudgingly, albeit with a smile on his face. "I know mom, I promise I'm having fun and I swear I will call you if I need something. But--y--yeah, Y/N is here. I know. I love you, too mom." He leaned over to set the receiver back in its place.

"What movie are you guys watching tonight?"

"Weird Science. You know, the one with your boyfriend in it."

"Robert Downey Jr. or Anthony Michael Hall? You're gonna have to be more specific." Will looked at you in shock.

"Anthony? Really? I thought we were bonding over brown eyes, I didn't even know you liked him."

Will had told you about his feelings more than anyone else besides Jonathan. He was working on Joyce. Not everyone knew yet. Specifically that he liked boys and he was more than happy to gush over them with you.

A knock at the door. "Yeah? You can come in. He's super cute, Will."

Eddie appeared, curls bouncing, propped against the door frame. "Who's 'super cute'?"

“Me.” You said, feigning confidence.

“That is true.” What the fuck was wrong with him?

Eddie turned to look at Will, a smirk on his face, pretending he hadn’t just said that. “I was asked to see if you were ready to watch the movie.” Will told him he was and smiled at you before stealing your blanket and fleeing the room.

“You comin’?” Eddie asked you and you shook your head.

“I was told to remain scarce. Besides, I’ve seen it loads.” Eddie pushed off the wall, walking to your bed and perching where Will had been.

“So you’re just gonna sit in here all night?”

“No. I’m gonna read. This isn’t the first sleepover I’ve had to stay out of, Eddie.” You sounded kind of annoyed, without really meaning to.

He put a hand on your knee. “Did I piss you off? I feel like I haven’t really seen you lately.”

“No, of course you didn’t piss me off. We just run in different circles, Eddie.”

To him, you sounded tired.

Something clicked in Eddie’s mind at that comment. You didn’t think that he could possibly give a shit about you. Maybe you thought he shouldn’t give a shit about you.

But Eddie knew how he felt. He liked you. He liked you a whole-fucking-lot, and seeing you clearly upset over something, maybe him, really hurt him.

“Go watch the movie, Eddie. Hang out with your pubescent friends.” You smiled at him, but you were still rubbing your head, trying to prevent a stress headache from forming.

Eddie sighed, but left anyways, and you immediately wished he hadn’t.

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There was another knock on your door. You glanced at the red numbers on your side table, it was after midnight. Again. Dustin was quite the snooze, and you didn’t know who would be up. “Yeah?”

Your door opened, slowly, slowly. Curls. Eddie. Eddie in plaid pajama pants and a Black Sabbath shirt. “You’re awake.”

“It’s only midnight.” He snorted at your statement moving into your room and shutting the door behind him.

“Come with me,” he said, making you close your book.

“Where are we going?”

“Outside. Everyone else is asleep. Every last one of those little shits.” He dug around in his pocket, pulling free a pack of Marlboros, and then holding out his hand, beckoning you. “Come on, man. Let’s go.”

You led the way down the hall and through the living room, tiptoeing around the mattresses Dustin had drug out from his room, the blanket piles, the pillows. Although you couldn’t help but notice how closely Will and Mike were sleeping next to each other. How Dustin was definitely drooling on Gareth. How Lucas held Max on the couch.

You unlocked the door, holding it open just so to prevent creaking, and Eddie slipped out before you.

The both of you plopped on the porch steps. “Is this okay?” Eddie held his lighter aloft. You told him it was fine.

Eddie was careful to blow the smoke away from you, but he kept a knee touching you the whole time.

“You gonna tell me what’s going on with you?”

Yeah, actually. You were. You didn’t have the energy to keep dragging it on any longer. What good was it going to do keeping it in?

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s that I have feelings for you.” Eddie’s head swung towards you from where it had been watching the ash fall for his cigarette.

“But maybe it’s that you’re friends with my brother. You’re his friend, not mine, and you don’t have to keep pretending to be. Because you being nice to me is a little too much lately. You don’t have to act like you care because I’m related to Dustin. You don’t have to pretend your friends with me too.”

“Because I know you don’t like me like that. I’m not your type, Eddie. And I’m not entirely sure that I should even be telling you this. I’m half sure you think I’m a nuisance.”

Eddie rose, stepped away from the stairs, moved to stand in front of you. His eyebrows were pinched together, and he looked frustrated.

“Listen to me, yeah?” Another drag, turn of the head to blow the smoke out into the night air. “I don’t really think you get to tell me who I like. And it’s killin’ me that you think I couldn’t like you because I’m friends with your brother. That you’re, what, just his sister and what you feel doesn’t matter?”

He dropped the cigarette, snubbed it out with his shoe, and then picked the butt up and tossed into the outside trash bin.

Eddie crouched in front of you, setting his hands on the brick on either side of you. “Is that what you think?”

“Eddie—”

“Don’t. Tell me.”

“Dustin got to high school and found you guys. He’s happy. He’s doing well, for the first time in a long time. I haven’t had any of that. I’m not going to take that away from him. You’re his friend, Eddie. And you’re so sweet to everyone, so maybe you’ve just been being sweet to me. I just—I’m not like you. I wouldn’t expect you to feel anything for me.”

Eddie felt like he’d been shoved to the ground. He could practically feel the cold of concrete beneath his fingertips as if he had. Feel the sting of shallow scrapes and dirt in the cuts.

“I do, though. I feel a lot for you.” He swept his thumb across your cheek. “I don’t know, maybe it’s your laugh. The way you went red when I got the syrup off your face.” Another swipe. “That you knew where my toothbrush was. The way you move around. How much you love Dustin and how I can see it. How you are with Will the Wise."

“I might have shepherded your little lost sheepie of a brother, but I’m not just putting up with you because I have to. I’m not just being nice to you. And you’re not a nuisance. Not in the slightest. What if I wanted you, huh?”

“‘Cause I do. And I don’t wanna hear shit about you ‘not being my type,’” he used air quotes for emphasis, and you took a moment to look at his bare hands, Sharpie marks along his fingers. When he put them down again, rather than land on the steps, they landed on your knees.

“I don’t know what you think my type is. But it’s you.”

Eddie looked at you with watery brown eyes. You reached out and tapped your index finger on his nose, and his face split in a grin, smile lines forming around his mouth.

“What was that for?”

“You’re just really sweet. I love your nose.”

“Yeah?” He nuzzled his nose against your cheek, making you laugh.

“Yeah. Come inside with me.” You reached for his hand, pulling him up with you.

You turned to the door, opening it carefully and sneaking back in. You peeked in, thinking everyone was still asleep.

What you didn’t know was that Will had woken up, and caught the two of you walking down the hall. But he knew about your thing for brown eyes, and found himself going right back to sleep. Since you were so good at keeping his secret, he was perfectly capable of minding his own business about this.

————

“Do you wanna sleep in here with me? I know my bed is a twin, but we could make it work. Unless you want to go back out in the living room.”

Eddie kicked his shoes off and then pulled off his socks.

“A sleepover? You want me to sleep in your bed? I love sleepovers.” You laughed at his enthusiasm, despite the sleep seeping into his features.

You climbed into bed, patting the space next to you and the wall, waiting for him to join you. Eddie bounded over, leaping across you and settling under the covers.

You reached up, separating your usual stack of two pillows and spreading them out a little so that Eddie would have some support. His arm lifted, but he stopped himself. “Is this okay?”

“Yep.” Eddie wrapped his arm around your waist, tugging you closer. He tucked his other hand under his cheek, and smiled as you did the same, your opposite hand rubbing his back.

"What about this?" He leaned in, nose almost brushing yours.

"Yeah, I think I'll let it slide." Eddie snorted again, that sweet little breath of a laugh.

He moved until his lips touched yours, and kissed you short and sweet. His lips were soft, and he was grinning for the entirety of its short life span. You kissed him back, and then he pulled away, smooching your forehead with an audible and overexaggerated sound that made you laugh.

“You’re gonna have to go back out there in the mornin,’ you know.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He pushed your hair away from your shoulder, giving it a squeeze. “I’ll make my escape at some point. But I can’t promise you’ll want to give me up that easily.” He’d been smiling like an idiot before he even finished that one.

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[kaylawritesfics]

if you're doing them, may i request mike reacting to his s/o calling him Mikey Wikey? he'd die of embarrassment lol, please and thank you!

Dating Mike Wheeler and Using Embarrassing Nicknames

headcanons

summary: what it’s like to date mike wheeler and use embarrassing nicknames

pairing: mike wheeler x reader

warnings:

note: i decided to do this as a headcanon because i’ve never written any for mike !! i love him so i’m super excited !! i hope you love it :)

Mike typically really likes pet names.

He uses very basic ones, opting to call you “baby,” “babe,” “honey,” etc.

You, on the other hand, choose the most mortifying nicknames Mike has ever heard in his life.

The first time, you called him “Mikey Wikey.” He looked like he was going to pass out. His neck and ears flared up, turning a dark red shade, and he spluttered out a few confused words.

You made a mental note of his reaction, choosing to torment him from that moment on.

“Mikey Wikey,” “Snookums,” “Honey bun,” “Muffin,” etc.

He never knows a moment of peace ever again.

The worst part is when you call him something like that in front of his friends, who absolutely never let him live it down.

Dustin still calls Mike “Snookums” from time to time.

Nothing beats the way Mike gets flustered. The way a dark shade of red crosses his entire face, coating his ears, neck, and cheeks. He often gives you an exasperated look, begging you to call him a normal nickname for once.

He secretly loves it !! He thinks that the names are pretty funny, although he’d never tell you. It would ruin all the fun.

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[eddie-munsons-wifey]

you cannot convince me that mr edward munson himself wouldn’t get tangled in christmas lights. i can imagine steve walking into their shared lounge and jus try being absolutely baffled.

Steve: Hey Ed, come and help me with the-

Eddie, trapped in lights: …

Steve: i don’t even wanna know

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