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refiwrites · 2 years

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can you do mike wheeler x f reader at prom and she's wearing a beautiful dress and mike is just like 😮😮 the whole time

THIS IS CUTEEEEE!!

Prom Jitters

Pairing: Mike Wheeler x Fem! Reader

Summary: Prom night and Mike's just about had it until he finally saw you.

WC: 0.9k

Warning/s: talks about anxiety, fluff, lmk if i missed anything!

Mike almost felt like his nerves were about to be set on fire, nervousness bubbling in his chest as he tried to push his anxiety out by tapping his heel rapidly on the floor that made his knees jiggle.

The buzz of the other people around him and the music blasting some cheesy slow dance song seemed to fade out his ears.

What was he so nervous about? Well, not to mention he almost twisted his tongue in front of you trying to ask you to prom. And when you unexpectedly said yes, all he could do was held his mouth agape with wide eyes.

Mike’s brows slowly knitted closer and closer as every second passed, you were only a few minutes late, he surely has nothing to worry about, right?

He glanced around him, everybody had somebody dancing with them except him. He didn’t want to look like he got stood up, and he certainly didn’t want to sit here through the night. He watched as his friends had huge smiles on their faces, dancing with their crushes, even Dustin with his sister. Wait—

Mike shakes his head, tongue swiping over his bottom lip, his hands fidgeting together. His suit began to feel heavy on him as every second passed.

His gaze was glued onto the floor. Thoughts racing by the second on where you could be.

Mike wasn’t almost aware that he was holding his breath in anticipation. He was almost close to excuse himself to go home.

He rolls his eyes with a sigh before glancing at the entrance.

And then it felt like all the air in his lungs suddenly vanished as he saw you standing there.

There you were, looking around for someone nervously, Mike could spot your fingers pinching the sides of your dress in uneasiness.

Only then he noticed your dress in full view along with your styled hair. You looked magnificent. Your dress was in a color that perfectly enhanced your skin, your puffed sleeves and how the dress fitted you made his mouth open. Not only he was glad you were here, he was also astounded by the fact that he never really thought of you like this before.

Finally, the two of you made eye contact and Mike swore the air in his lungs left for the second time for the night. He saw the way your eyes lit up and how your nervousness was replaced with a smile.

Mike stood up, as much as he felt his knees about to give way, he managed to take a few steps towards you. And to his surprise, you were doing the same.

And then the two of you met in the middle, people around you forgotten as the music grew louder along with the beat of your hearts.

“You came.” Mike said breathlessly.

And holey smokes, you looked even heavenly up close.

You opened your mouth for your excuse.

“I- I’m sorry for being late… parents were a little bit too busy taking pictures.” You uttered followed by a slight laugh.

“Oh, trust me, not a great feeling.” He joked with you to ease his nerves.

Mike then swallowed; his throat suddenly felt dry as he opened his mouth again. He was like that for a solid moment until he straightened himself up, then offering a hand.

You looked at him, tilting your head.

“Do you- dance with me— no wait hang on.” Mike mentally face-palmed himself as he shook his head, breathing out the tension.

You find yourself laughing at his efforts, he looked cute with his cheeks almost flushed and his expressions told that he was struggling.

“What I meant to say was you- first of all, you are really, really beautiful. Wow… and,” He starts making the both of you smile. “Would you, (Y/N), like to dance?” He asked seriously this time, offering his hand.

You felt the warmth in your cheeks and how your heart thudded a little harder. “Thank you,” It was your turn to speak. Mike’s eyes stared into yours as you place your hand gently on his, slowly grasping it. “And yes, yes Mike. I would love to dance but, I don’t know how.”

You both erupt in laughter as Mike pulled you closer. “We’ll figure it out.” Mike said, glancing at everyone like you did.

“So, you place this here.” Mike said, slowly grabbing hold of both your hands before placing them on either shoulder of his. “And I… is this alright?” Mike said, gesturing to his hands about to be placed on your waist.

You nod, feeling the sudden warmth on your waist. It was comforting that you found yourself stepping closer as the music changed in time.

You feel yourself get lost in Mike’s eyes, how your hand played with the collar of his tuxedo, and how his hands seem to squeeze you every now and then.

It was like the two of you were in your own bubble, looking at each other with one could describe as admiration.

“You’re not too bad yourself, handsome.” You say, smiling at him. Mike’s cheek flushed a deep shade of red. You chuckle and braced yourself as you gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Mike looked to be not functioning as his eyes found yours again. He looked to be deciding something in his mind, conflicted.

Then you felt it, you saw it. You saw how he started to lean in, you felt your heart pound as your eyes closed, leaning until his lips met yours.

You both held onto that feeling, that sudden spark inside of your bodies that spread throughout. Then after pulling away, the two of you looked at each other with those smiles again as you continued to sway through the rest of the time.

Maybe this night was not boring after all like he thought.

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runninguplenorahills · 1 year

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Actually the moment Gaten Matarazzo confirmed that Mike is in love with Will

I will never get over this lmaoo

#byler #okay but imagine the fucking cafeteria scene #the duffers be like #CUT! OKAY. FINN CAN YOU LEAN IN JUST A LITTLE MORE INTO JOSEPH? YES JUST LIKE THAT!#AND GATEN YOU GOTTA LEAN A BIT FURTHER AWAY FOR THE CONTRAST. YES! PERFECT!#NOW LET’S TRY THAT AGAIN!#lmaooo #mike wheeler is gay and naturally the whole main cast knows #this is about how some people used to argue that no one knows about mike being in love with will #not even finn?? and i’m like?????#guys #they were there when the scenes were shot💀#everyone fucking knows #stranger things #gaten matarazzo

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mikeslawyer · 21 days

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happy birthday to my favourite frequent customer at my law firm<3

my sassy, problematic king, they could never make me hate you ❤️

#also i might or might not drop a mike bday one shot ha #mike wheeler #byler

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chirpsythismorning · 11 months

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Mike Wheeler and Will Byers… Run.

#byler #stranger things #the blue and yellow boys in the background = Mike and Will #the extra in place of mike was actually in quite a few shots #like he’s always peaking in the frame…#something else that’s important to note #when you get wide shots of the whole group #the Mike and Will lookalikes are directly across the aisle of the wheelers #like straight line across they are in the same aisle #BUT #in the shots showing the wheeler family head on #it now looks like the mike and Will look alike are two rows back at least #bc they would have to be for that shot to work how it did #so yeah this was extremely intentional #And the fact that Jason is dead… the one who called out hellfire…#and s4 ended with a shot of a church being swarmed with attendees #our boys are in danger #we might get endgame byler sooner than we think #but at what cost?#violent mob homophobia 😳#holly just sitting there like…#‘Mike is in a cult 😅’

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chr0llossexygf · 2 years

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SHE IS ART

PAIRING eddie munson x fem reader

SUMMARY eddie accidentally ruins your art and tries to make it up to you by sneaking into your room and drawing it again. all though he has no artistic skills, it’s an excuse to spend time with you and admire your beauty.

NOTE yall wtf why did my last post get so many likes i’m literally crying wtf thank u sm it means so much to me!2&:93737

WARNING cuss words!!

“ or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets!” eddie yells walking on the table looking at the jocks, “ you want something freak?” jason says. you smile looking down at your drawing, you had your headphones on listening to the smiths. “ fuck i have to do it again.” you mumble under your breath reaching for your eraser, due to holding the pencil for so long your hands were sweaty. dropping the eraser, you bend down to grab the eraser.

you jump quickly taking off your headphones leaving them to rest on your neck and looking back up to see eddie walking on your table. “So as long as your not into parties!” he yells looking at the ‘cool kids’ table. he steps on your drawing, ruining it. with his dirty boots, permanently damaging the paper. “ no no!” you say putting your headphones down on the table. you look at the drawing and pout.

eddie looks down and quickly stumbles off the table earning a few laughs, “ loser!” someone yells. “ oh shit.” eddie says quickly getting up and looking at you. “ i didn’t mean to-” eddie says looking at the drawing he damaged. “ it’s fine.” you mumble biting your lower lip upset. eddie directs his attention to you, “ i swear i didn’t see you- no i mean i did- i just didn’t think- i’m so sorry.” he says quickly sitting down in-front of you. “ it’s fine don’t worry.” you look up at him.

holy

crap

jesus

christ

eddie’s eyes widen, you were the most beautiful girl ever. like literally ever. he’s never seen someone so beautiful in his life, as stupid as it sounds you were the most perfect girl he’d ever seen. he thought it was crazy, how he doesn’t even know your name yet his heart is pounding. your eyes, fuck they were so pretty to him. your lips, your lips, your lips, your lips, your beautiful lips that were in a pout that he thought was the cutest thing ever. he doesn’t even know who you are yet he’s so inlove with you.

“ no its not fine! i mean look at yo- this look this!” he stutters almost blowing his cover. “ this is amazing art and i ruined it.” he says again grabbing the paper he ruined. you cover your face with the sleeves of your jacket, your face heating up. no one had ever complimented your art. eddie smiles, he can’t take this anymore your so adorable oh my god oh my god.

“ it’s not.” you whisper still hiding your face, eddie gasps dramatically. “ what?! this is the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen.” lie, you were the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

you put your hands down smiling, “ thanks.” you mumble, your face red. “ d-do you seriously like it?” you ask biting your nail nervously. eddie grins, he looks down at the drawing. “ yeah of course. i mean look at it.” eddie says admiring the piece of art, trying to actually focus on the ‘art’ and not your face. because you honestly are a work of art. “ i dont i guess people think drawing is for children and it’s a waste of time.” you say biting your lower lip. “ yeah well i’m eddie the ‘freak’ munson so i don’t have the right to judge people, and honestly if i were to judge-”

he suddenly flew back off the table, he puts his hand on his heart dramatically. he then suddenly points at your art, “ that has got to be the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen!” he exclaims out loud. you look around the cafeteria and everybody was staring at you, you cover your face giggling. you grab your eraser and throw it at him, “ get back here!” you whisper yell your face bright red. eddie grabs the eraser and chuckles, “ sorry sorry. couldn’t control myself.” he sits back down infront of your. “ let me fix it.” he says. you tilt your head to the side confused, “ what do you mean fix it? you can draw?” you ask quickly sitting up. eddie starts laughing, “ no no i’m more of the guitar guy. but i mean i can try to fix it.” eddie says covering his face with his hair shyly. you smile, “ yeah! yeah of course? just uh how.”

“ easy i can just sneak into your room.” he says letting go of his hair, “ w-what? my parents are home!” you whisper yell crossing your hands. “ i can be a quiet.” he says covering his mouth with his finger. “ yeah but i’ve never snuck anyone in my room before.” you say nervously looking down at your jeans. “ hey hey it’s okay i don’t have to-” you look up. “ no no i want you too!” you blurt out, “ no i mean yeah of course just be really really quiet. like extremely extremely quiet.” you say grabbing your sketchbook and pencil case, eddie breaks down laughing at your nervousness. “ oh so you do want me there?” he says standing up crossing his hands. “ shut it.” you start running to the cafeteria door, “ i live in 2536 maple street! the house with the swings out front!” you yell waving at eddie smiling.

eddie nods waving back. he looks back down at the table and sees the ruined drawing, he smiles grabbing it and gently folding it putting it in his pocket. he ran back to his table and quickly sat down, everybody was staring at him. “ what was that?” dustin says. “ what was what?” eddie says looking at dustin. “ you talking to y/n?” dustin says raising an eyebrow. “ what about it?” he asks. “ nothing nothing.” dustin throws his hands up in defeat. he couldn’t bring up the fact that, that little interaction was the happiest he’d seen eddie.

at home

you were laying in bed reading a book and listening to the smiths. you quickly close your book and turn around to see eddie banging on your window. you stand up and run to the window opening it. “ h-help me out.” he groans, you grab his hand pulling him in. he falls. you laugh covering your mouth. he stands up and takes a deep breath in, “ see told you very quiet.” he says looking back at you. “ yeah very quiet it’s very fascinating.” you giggle. “ soo this is your room..the smiths? really?” he says crossing his hands walking around your room.

“ yes the smiths! i don’t listen to matellica and the black sabbaths eddie.” you say sitting on your bed, “ yeah i mean clearly.” he whispers. you throw a pillow at him, “ what do you mean ‘clearly’?” you say using air quotations. eddie smiles, “ i mean look at you, your like the most gentle person i’ve ever seen. you have this soft aura and energy you know.” he says sitting down on your bed, on the edge. “ what about me? is it obvious that i listen to heavy metal?” he says looking at you raising an eyebrow. you laugh again. god your laugh is so angelic

“ are you seriously asking me that? i mean look at you! you have like the coolest hair in the world, and like you have those really pretty tattoos.” you say pointing at his tattoos. pretty? pretty? you think his tattoos are pretty? his heart just exploded.

he turns around feeling his face heat up, he coughs. “ so uhm the art thing!” he says trying to change the subject. “ oh yeah hold on.” you say standing up walking to your desk grabbing a sketch pad and your pencil case. “ here.” you hand him a pencil. he grabs the pencil and smiles, you open your sketch pad. you lay down flat on your stomach with your sketch pad infront of you. eddie repositions himself so he’s fully on the bed sitting infront of the sketch pad. you two begin to draw.

you cover your face trying to hide your giggles, eddie looks at you then back at the drawing and starts laughing. “ d-do you want me to help you?” you ask through giggles. “ first of all i’m offended and yes i actually do need help i don’t know how to do this.” he says laughing. you sit up and scoot next to him. “ okay so uh, here hold onto my hand.” you say.

you gave him butterflies, so so so so many butterflies it’s crazy.

eddie wraps his hand on yours gripping the pencil, “ okay now we are gonna draw gently.” you say dragging the pencil across the paper. his hands were sweaty and shaky but you didn’t care. you liked having his hand on you. it made you feel…safe and warm? oh god..

“ perfect!” you say looking at the drawing before laughing, eddie shook his head looking down at the paper. he wasn’t paying attention to the drawing, he was looking at you the entire time. admiring your wide profile, how pretty you were. he was mad himself for noticing you. you were so so dang beautiful.

“ that looks horrible.” he says. “ it’s not horrible it’s definitely something though!” you say trying to catch your breath. you let go of the pencil and eddie quickly wipes his hand on his pants trying to get rid of the sweat. you rip the drawing from the sketch pad and grab tape, you rip a piece of tape and tape the drawing on your wall. “ perfect!” you exclaim clapping gently. eddie smiles, you jump on the bed and sit down. you grab your markers and grab eddie’s hand. “ can i color in your tattoos?” you ask shyly.

“ yes yes yes of course!” he blurts. you smile grabbing his hand placing it on your lap. you roll up his sleeve and start colouring in his tattoos, eddie was going crazy. in the inside of course. he hoped you couldn’t be able to hear his heart beating, cuz it was literally going crazy. like batshit crazy. he bites his lower lip unable to contain his smile. “ look this is bob.” you say pointing at the dog you drew. “ oh no way that’s sick!” he exclaims out loud. you immediately put your finger on his lips, “ shh quietly.” you whisper. eddie looks down at your finger and nods gently, “ bob looks really cool.” he whispers, he grabs your finger. you two stare at each other

he slowly places your hand on his chest. “ this-this isn’t normal..” he whispers still staring at you. you drop the marker still looking at him. “ why does my heart keep pounding y/n..” he whispers gently tightening the grip on your hand. “ i-i don’t know eddie..” you whisper. “ i don’t know what’s happening to me. i don’t know what you keep doing to me y/n but it’s driving my crazy.” he whispers letting go of your hand.

“ go!” you say. “ w-what?” eddie says confused. “ go go go eddie go!” you say grabbing his hand rushing him to the window. “ i don’t understand what’s happening?” he says tilting his head to the side. “ my dad is coming i can hear his footsteps!” you quickly open the window. “ go go go eddie he’ll kill me!” you say again. “ fuck fuck okay!” he says going through the window. “ hold on!” you grab onto his hand. you look back at the door then back at eddie. you lower yourself and kiss his cheek. “ okay go go go!” you giggle. eddie stares at you dumbfounded. “ eddie!” you yell as you hear the door opening. “ fuck sorry! love you- i mean no i don’t no i do okay bye!” he yells jumping. he falls on his ass making you laugh, “ i’m good i’m good!” he throws his thumbs up before quickly standing up dusting his ass off. he quickly runs off.

you laugh watching him run, “ bye l/n! see you tomorrow!” he yells from across the street. you wave back smiling. your door opens and you immediately turn around, it’s your dad. “ sweetie lower the music please.” he says. you quickly shut the window close. “ yeah yeah of course dad love you.” you say covering the window. “ alright.” he closes the door.

you jump on your bed grabbing a pillow screaming into it, your legs kicking the air.

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theapangea · 8 months

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Missed You Too

Steve Harrington x reader

Summary: You finally kiss Steve.

A/N: Ok this is one that I posted on AO3 after the end of the last season. Obviously I had to write something good for Steve because they do my boy so dirty!! HE IS NOT SOMEONES SECOND CHOICE!! Hope you enjoy my loves <3!!

The past week was a blur. You didn’t expect your first college spring break to end with you racing back to Hawkins to see the aftermath of what Venca…? One…? Henry…caused. You didn’t want to entirely believe that the Upside Down still existed, that the gate was still open after you all fought so hard to close it time and time again. That’s why you chose to leave Hawkins in the first place, moving across the country to get away from the horrors of that small town.

But when Jonathan, Will, and Mike show up at your door, pleading for your help to find Eleven, you couldn’t just turn your back on them, not then, not ever.

You didn’t even know that Joyce, Eleven, and the boys moved to California shortly after you did. No one bothering to stay in touch, mostly you didn’t bother to stay in touch. Almost like you intentionally separated yourself from the people you were closest to. You would never admit it, blaming the lack of communication on school.

The truth was, you didn’t want to be part of Hawkins anymore. You didn’t want to fear for your life. The scar that Hawkins left on your soul made you paranoid, made it hard for you to live a normal life. Always looking over your shoulder, always ready for a fight.

The drive back was like riding a bike, you could drive it blind folded if you had to. Everyone thought it would be best if you drove the last bit as Jonathan was barely able to stay awake at this point. The tall, full trees lined the only road in and out of Hawkins. Car after car rushing to escape the town as disaster stuck only nights before.

Passing shelters, destroyed homes, police and media, all lining the streets trying to make sense of the situation. If only they knew the truth.

The car swings around the curb, braking suddenly outside of the Wheeler house. You never thought you would be here again, at least not in this lifetime. Pausing, white knuckling the steering wheel as you hear the van door slide open. Mike, Eleven, Will, Argyle and Jonathan exiting the vehicle to be reunited with loved ones again. You take your time getting out of the pizza van, not sure if you wanted to see them, not sure if they wanted to see you .

Finding yourself staying by the van with Argyle. He was new, didn’t know about Hawkins and was thrown into this mess similar to how you all were. How could he continue to want to be part of this? Your gaze drifts down, your chest heaving rapidly. Your feet glued to the ground, unable to move from your spot.

Closing your eyes, trying to regain a sense of self. It shouldn’t matter that you left then, it should only matter that you are here now . Some relief washing over as you repeat that you are here now, you are here now, you are here now. The held breath releasing as you scan the scene in front of you, the warm breeze picking up making you draw the wild strands of hair behind your ears.

You watch as Mike hugs his mom, her eyes tender and soft, thanking the gods for him to be returned safely, stating how he is never allowed to leave home again. Her hands never leave his body, afraid that if she lets go then he will disappear without a trace again.

Jonathan approaches Nancy, both unsure of their relationship, both yearning for a solution - but still they hug, the sweet embrace almost made up for the long, angry phone calls and the absence spring break trip.

Jonathan told you all about his Nancy problems, hoping you would be able to help. He didn’t like your answer of honesty and communication, joking how you were never honest with your true feelings for a certain Hawkins boy. Quietly commenting that you should have made a move a long time ago to get him to move on from Nancy.

After all this time, you couldn’t believe he was still hung up on her. But maybe he was supposed to move on. Move on to someone who he spent all his time with, to the person he’d drop by at their house unannounced, to the girl who was so tired of the neverending nightmares that she did everything she could to move as far away as possible. Even if it meant breaking the heart of the person she was supposed to end up with.

And there he was…

Boy, was he a sight for sore eyes. The green-blue sweater with the rolled up sleeves to the washed out blue jeans hugging his hips in all the right places. The way his hair was so delicately placed, too messy to be considered neat, too neat to be considered messy. His eyes heartbroken, full of pain and anger. Full of every ounce of love that he is willing to give away in a heartbeat. Your soul aching for him.

His hand placed on the back of his neck, clearly hurt from the unfolding scene between Nancy and Jonathan. Robin’s hand pressing gently on his back, guiding him away.

You weren’t surprised that he still had feelings for her. A little annoyed, yes, but not surprised in any way. He would always talk about her, the way she laughed and talked and smiled. And it made you so angry back then. Realizing that the anger never left.

He hasn’t noticed you yet, his eyes fixated on the ground. Probably hoping to finally disappear. You feel the same. You were two passing ships in the night too afraid to let the other one know you were there, constantly turning off your lights, constantly dropping your sails.

The situation between you both was left pretty rocky. You could never decipher the tension between you both, was it love or indifference? Steve was always there for you and even supported your decision to leave Hawkins, even if that meant never seeing you ever again.

You promised to call each other once a week, which did happen until once a week turned into once a month and once a month turned into dozens of missed calls on both ends. Leaving you both hopeless and alone. Both trying to figure out adulthood without the comfort of a childhood friend.

Before pushing your body away from the car, you look over at Argyle for some sort of friendly relief. After hearing Jonathan complain about you never making a move on Steve, Argyle has been constantly encouraging you since. To not wait for any guy to make the first move, to create your own future. You were surprised at his wisdom.

His kind smile helps ease your nerves as your feet move one in front of the other, your heart beating so loud you can hear it in your ears. The drowning noise of your blood rushing through your body almost makes you want to turn around. Run away like the first time - but you were tired of running. Tired of the ‘what if situation’ that danced between you and Steve. This was your moment and there was no way you were going to turn back. Not this time.

Walking down the driveway, Mrs.Wheeler silently thanks you for helping bring Mike back home safely. Her hand lightly squeezes yours as you pass. Your lips curl, barely a smile forming as your mind is elsewhere.

Nancy watches as you walk by, her body still wrapped in Jonathan’s arms. Her mouth barely parted, maybe she wanted to say something but immediately regretted his decision to make any comment. The strong bond between you both broke when she started to date Steve…then Jonathan. You were civil with one another but you’ve barely spoken a sentence in the past three years. Neither of you wanting to resolve your years-long battle.

Robin’s and Steve’s gaze are on you. Stopping right in front of the pair, realizing you didn’t have a plan once you got to this point. Robin instantly beaming that bright smile that you missed so much. Her hug was intentional, like she was trying to squeeze all the events of this past week out of you. Cleansing you of all the horrors. Your arms wrap around his waist, pulling her deeper, knowing you needed her in that moment. Her comfort washing over you, giving you the strength you so desperately needed. She releases you, arm's length away, her smile inviting and safe.

Your eyes shifting to Steve. Swearing in that moment that he was smiling but immediately covering it with a cough and a snatch on the nose.

She squeezes your shoulders before walking away, giving you and Steve a little alone time. Even if that alone time was in front of half your friends.

“Hey.” You exhale, the tension growing between the two of you. The air suddenly still as his eyes studying your face, his fingers twitching every so slightly.

In one swift movement, grabbing your wrist, pulling you in for a hug. The instant smell of his cologne filling your head, making you dizzy with the smell of home. No words needed to be spoken between the two of you. He was just glad you were safe, finally in his arms.

You missed him.

Not just this past week, but for the past 8 months. He pulls you in closer, his body finally relaxing against yours. The breath of fresh air was everything you both needed, everything you have ever wanted, and everything you will ever need.

In this moment, you were his and he was yours. Everything was right with the world. All the trouble of this past week washes away, your minds clearing, seeing a future with only the two of you.

You both pull back, speaking in a silent conversation. Neither of you know how to respond in this situation. Both of you felt the buzz, the electricity, the love.

After all this time, it felt like you never left. The feelings for Steve came crumbling back down. You thought this was your chance, your only chance . Your body makes the decision for you, as your hand wraps around the back of his neck, pulling him down to meet your lips.

Your breath instantly intertwines with his, every inhale pulling him closer and closer. Your other hand balling up into the soft fabric of his sweater as he deepens into you. His hand catching your cheek, his lips soft and warm, gentle yet demanding. The craving of his touch on your skin sends heat waves throughout your body.

He takes his time, wanting to remember this moment. All the uncertain feelings, all the unfinished conversations, crashing down all around you both. Kissing him was the only way you could tell him everything you had kept in for all these years.

He pulls back, resting his forehead on yours, pure eyes as he whispers, “I missed you too.”

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I hope you enjoyed!! thank you for reading and supporting me

#Steve Harrington x reader #Steve Harrington fanfic #Stranger Things x reader #Reader insert #Stranger things #Robin Buckley #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington x fem #Theapangea #steve harrington #mike wheeler #will byers #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #argyle stranger things

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mikesbasementbeets · 9 months

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mike wheeler in stranger things 2 + girls, girls, girls

#michael 'what's exciting about this?' wheeler #mike thinks his nonchalance about lucas and max dancing in the second to last one is character growth on his part.... and then #dustin goes to look for other girls to dance with and he's back to complete confusion...... still absolutely lost on the girls front #spent the rest of this season looking at will like 🥺🥺🥺 though #(the halloween one is such bad quality sry it's a very small and dark shot but look at his face come on)#gay mike wheeler #anyway. gifs!!!!#mikesbasementgifs #mike wheeler

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stompandhollar · 2 years

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Who am I supposed to be?

pairing: will byers x mike wheeler

WC: 1.8k

warnings: vecna, mike being a little shit, gay panic

summary: Season 5. Will gets Vecna’ed in the final fight, but their walkman is busted. Mike has one final cry of hope to save him.

art credit: @daniartonline on instagram

“It’s not playing!” Mike yells, voice shrill and forceful. “Something isn’t working!”

“We’re running out of time here, guys-“ Lucas clings to the sword he’s wielding like it’s a lifeline. He cuts down another demedog, but not after Dustin hits it clean in the head with a bat. “They keep coming!”

“Where’s El? Where’s Eleven!” Mike’s face is red hot, emotion bubbling inside his cheeks. In front of him- eyes glassed over- is Will Byers, floating an inch off the ground. Mike bangs on the walkman, coughing as the debris from the upside down floats into his mouth and swirls around his throat.

“Come on you son of a bitch, play!”

A scream- purely guttural- echoes over the hills in the Upside Down. The gate crackles and shrills in response. Eleven hovers with her arms extended, blood gushing from her nose, in the distance. She’s holding it off- holding it off until they can wake Will up- and then they’ll be able to escape, and she can seal the gate for good. Except… Will won’t wake up. One of his blue vans lifts higher, but Mike drags the other back down by stepping on his foot hard, driving him back down to earth.

“Will- Stay with me!” Mike chokes on some fluid in his mouth- blood or spit, he isn’t sure. His black fluffy hair has been matted to his skull from the drying gash in his temple. The pain of it barely even registering. “Somebody help me! Somebody do something, Jesus Fuck!”

In the blue glow of the parallel world, Mike clings to Will’s forearms in desperation. Will, however, with red light beating down on him, is in a different place completely.

Vecna’s voice echoes in his mind. “They’ve left you,” He coos. Will’s tears have long since solidified in the congealed dirt that’s built up on his face, having been knocked on his hands and knees in some abandoned baseball arena. The warped stands shroud around him, empty of patrons but still deeply foreboding nonetheless. Will struggles to his feet, only to lose his footing and smack his chin on second base. He feels the hot sensation of blood escaping his body, and doesn’t dare to touch his chin to feel how deep it is.

“They’ve all left you, Will.”

“No, they’re looking for me.”

“You’re lost, Will. No one can find you- and no one is looking.” A form comes into view from the dugout. A cloudy, slimey, growing form that resembles a creature from a scary movie, but is too unfocused to make out the shape of. Will’s head spins as he pulls his hands across the field, trying to drag his body away from the creature. But he only gets closer. Will lets out a deep yell- mustering as much strength as he can and drags his body forward. All he has to do is survive. He managed to make it a week in the Upside Down at ten years old- He can survive a few moments in this place.

“Did you think if you stalled long enough, your mother would come and find you? Rescue you?” Vecna lulls, his voice sounding as if it must be directly behind Will’s head. “Or was it Mike- was it your paladin? The holy night. He’s moved on- He doesn’t care about you anymore, Will. You already know it’s true.”

It isn’t.

“Worthless- A wizard with no party.”

“Get out of my head!” Will yells, his voice breaking at the sheer force of his scream.

Mike jams the rewind button one last time on the Walkman and furiously presses play.

“It’s not gonna work, man!” Lucas shouts, the demedog on him and Dustin getting close. They’re fending it off, but only barely.

“I wish we had Eddie right about now-“ Dustin wacks the demedog in the leg, causing it to limp backwards. “Mike, come on, snap him out of it so we can get out of here!”

“I’m trying, I’m-“ His voice snags. “Will! Will, can you hear me?”

“Mike!” Will screams, wiping the spit and blood from his mouth. “MOM- Eleven, MIKE-!”

“They can’t hear you. No one is listening. It’s only you,” Vecna appears in his grotesque form in front of Will, his long Freddy Krueger hand lifting Will's face up by the chin. The sharp talon-like-nail pressing against the newly made gash and causing Will to yell out in pain. “…And me. At long last.”

“You were the first soul I claimed.” The monster waxed, lifting Will’s body into the air as he squirms and fights against it. “You were my first victim, my first connection from this world I was sent to into the one I used to call my home. You are the bridge between worlds. Eleven opened the gate, but you are the first traveler.” Will finds himself parallel to the dead, black, soulless eyes of his captor. With every ounce of strength in his body, he fights against the urge in his bones to go stiff. Every fiber inside his frame seems to will itself against him- his own body rejecting his control. He feels his fingers begin to crack- not yet break- but pull backwards against their natural track.

Mike watches as Will’s pinkie finger snaps backwards, and he yells. Lucas gets in the last blow, his leg bleeding after snagging a nasty bite from a demobat. “Mike,” He pleads. “Please, man, we can’t lose you too.”

“We haven’t lost him,” Mike breathes. “We, we….”

A scream of courage echoes over the cliffs. Eleven’s eyes streak red down her cheeks, and her hands tremble with force. A low growl that sounds like a wounded animal- but that Mike quickly realizes is the world itself- emanates around her.

The boys all halt in their tracks. Dustin drops his bat in disbelief. She isn't just closing the gate- she’s destroying the entire Upside Down.

The chaos of the battlefield all at once starts dissipating. The bats, gently, begin falling from the sky. Eleven screeches once again, and the very fabric of the universe feels as though it has begun to crumble. Chunks of rock and earth fall from the sky- the world she created, being destroyed by the hands that made it. And yet, while rage had birthed and begotten it, it was love and belonging that ripped it from the seams.

The remaining demogorgons collapse into the dirt and the mire. The Upside Down is silent.

As if on cue, the older kids come jogging into view from their positions in the fight. Steve runs to Dustin immediately, Eddie right behind him, and scoops the kid up in pure excitement.

“Henderson!”

“Steve-“ Eddie grabs Steve by the arm. His eyes are fixed on the two boys standing in the middle of the battlefield, dead demobats surrounding them in hideous piles. Steve’s face pales in realization. Nancy, who’s just come around the corner with Jonathan and Joyce, grabs their wrists in shock. Everyone is frozen. Except for Mike.

“Will, Will come on-“ He sobs, completely oblivious to the dead silence surrounding him. He paws at Will’s face, trying to wipe away the dirt, as if somehow it might help. “Will, come on you can hear me I know you can.”

Small. His voice is small. The onlookers, were they not adults who knew better, may have sworn left and right that in front of them was suddenly no longer a tall, lanky, grown-up Mike Wheeler that stood pleading with Will’s lifeless body- but instead was a tiny little ten year old, fresh out of his moms basement from a ten hour campaign. He sniffs, wiping the tears from his eyes with a snotty sleeve, his hands around Will’s shoulders. The walkman headphones sit uselessly against Will’s ears, and Mike pulls them off, flinging them down. He yells, anger bubbling out of him, and stomps on the walkman.

“Stupid, Stupid, Stupid, Fucking—!” His voice cracks again, and he holds Will tight, sobbing into his chest. Everyone else watches, their hearts breaking in front of them.

“Darling you’ve got to let me know,” Mike whispers, singing only ever so slightly. Off key. Pitchy. Quiet. Broken up by gentle sobs he can’t swallow. “Should I stay or should I go,”

Jonathan squeezes Nancy tighter.

“If I say that you are mine,” Mike cups Will’s face in his hands, his nose pressed against Will’s cheek. “I’ll be here…” -A hiccup- “…till the end of time.”

Mike’s eyes are swollen. Will’s are dead white.

“If you don’t want me set me free,” He squeezes Will’s hand tight. “Exactly who am I supposed to- supp- suh- exactly who am I supposed to be without you man? Come on please wake up wake up please I need you, I need you. don’t go, don’t—-“ he squeaks, swallowing hard and catching his breath. “If… if you go, there will be trouble. But if you stay it will be double.”

“So come on and let me know. Should I Stay or Should I Go?”

Joyce clasps a hand over her mouth.

Hopper pulls her into his chest.

Dustin shuts his eyes tight, and Steve holds his shoulders steady.

Lucas looks away. He knows this feeling.

Jonathan buries his face in Nancy’s hair.

Eleven watches in disbelief.

And then Will heaves a breath, and opens his big brown eyes.

Mike’s eyes widen with shocking hope. He holds his breath, then lets out a horribly ugly laugh. “Y- You-!”

“Hi,” Will coughs, his eyes dazed and confused but locked on Mike’s. They mimic his and well with big crocodile tears. “You have a really bad voice.”

Mike barks a laugh, grabbing Will by the face. “You little- You- You—“

“Yeah?” Will smiles, weak but gentle.

Oh, he’s not wasting another second.

Mike pulls their faces together, colliding in the silliest, most important kiss of either of their lives. Will laughs into it, shocked so much that the wind is knocked out of him. He inhales high into his chest, breathing in Mike’s kiss like it’s an anchor to life. And in more ways than one, it is. Will quickly takes charge, holding Mike's face in his hands, kissing him again, deep and full of emotion. The electricity in his fingertips is intoxicating. Pulling away too soon, Will pushes their foreheads together.

“I’ve waited my whole life to do that.” He whispers, breathing hard. His pupils are huge, dizzy with wonder.

“I can't believe I almost lost you before you did.” Mike laughs, tears still spilling over. He looks over to their audience, but specifically to El, who just smiles. Without missing a beat, she runs at them both, and throws her arms around them. Dustin and Lucas don’t waste another second- rushing at the three friends and almost tackling them to the floor in a mess of laughter and tears and chattering voices.

“Alright alright, let mom through.” Joyce smiles, her eyes puffy red and her face bright and smiling- if exhausted. Will’s eyes melt as she hugs him.

“Mom, I—“

“Oh hush. I already knew.” Giving him a gentle wink, and kissing the top of his head. “My boy. Please don’t ever go away like that again.”

Will’s eyes drift over to Mike as Joyce wraps him in a hug. “Don’t worry.” He smiles. “I think I’m planning on staying.”

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astrobei · 1 year

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take a little moment (find the right words)

“Wow,” Will breathes out, just on this edge of teasing. “You sound very confident about this.” “Well,” Mike shrugs, swallowing hard in a desperate attempt to soothe his very, very dry mouth, “I don’t know why someone wouldn’t be interested in you.” “Oh?” Will says, and it’s definitely teasing now, enough for Mike to feel himself turning warm, all down his neck and to the tips of his own – sadly unpatterned – socks. “Someone?” “Yeah.” Mike nods. Oh, god. This is fine. “In a very arbitrary sense of the word. Just– people. Someone.”

Mike is approximately ninety-eight percent sure that his feelings are requited. That last two percent, however, has really been throwing him for a loop.

for @wiseatom <3

#it's here !! aka what i have lovingly dubbed the btr fic despite there being more one direction references in this than btr #whatever #thea this one's for u #sorry for being horrible and 4 months late but this was one of the most fun fics i've ever written so i hope you enjoy !!#also for the record i am projecting so so heavily onto mike wheeler here #like i always do that lbr #but so extra hard in this one #i know modern aus aren't everyone's cup of tea but i'm asking you to pretty please give this a shot bc modern hcs are some of my most #favorite things to think about #anyways #the second longest oneshot i've ever written #and for a second there i thought it would top the diner fic. oops #byler #byler fic #mike wheeler #will byers

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v-i-r-i-d-i-a-n · 3 months

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The season 3 ending is all I need for Byler endgame proof sorry 🙏

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ebullient-beauty · 2 years

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- - - fuck you dumber - - -

aged up mike wheeler x bimbo cheerleader reader warnings for the series: agedup!mike wheeler, smut, swearing, nsfw warnings for the preview: agedup!mike wheeler, swearing, references of sexual actions, nsfw

preview: Mike Wheeler, aka Wheeler Boy, was elated. He had recently gotten to be Dungeon Master during a Hellfire meeting, he was doing good in school, but best of all, he had a fucking hot girlfriend. You were one of the most popular girls at Hawkins High, being part of the cheer team helped with that, but that wasn't why. It was because you were… sexy and you fucking knew it. So you dressed like it too. Short skirts, deep V-necks, almost everything being some shade of pink, and every once in a while you wore that dress that was so small you had to wear shorts underneath.

But Mike loved it. He loved seeing you feel at home in the spotlight, he loved overhearing you talk about him to your cheerleader friends, he loved when you called him over to the popular people table, "Wheeler Boy! Get over here!", and loved when he got to sit next to you while you made it obvious to the jocks sitting near that you were off limits. But what he loved a whole lot was that fact that sometimes (most of the time, actually) you would tease him for the full school day and then get him off or let him fuck you the second you guys went home.

You only ever teased Mike for a day, knowing how he got when unfulfilled, but you had decided 3 days ago that you would try to torture him for as long as possible so he would fuck you the way you really wanted. He had only ever done you like that one time before, when he went a full 2 weeks without seeing you because he was in California. When he got back- let's just say you could not walk correctly for a full day. But he had left you craving for it, for that feeling where you knew he held absolutely nothing back from you.

You had your wonderful idea planned to the T and written in your notebook, and tomorrow was the day you would put it into action. You knew to play your cards right, you couldn't make it obvious that you were teasing him relentlessly. So the plan was as follows:

Thursday- Day One: Excuse of not meeting with him after school is that I have cheer practice and after family dinner, then off to bed.

Friday- Day Two: Excuse of not meeting with him after school is that he has Hellfire and by the time it's over, I'm "too tired".

Saturday & Sunday- Days 3 & 4: I'm out of town with my parents for a family gathering at Aunt Rosie's house.

Monday- Day 5: Excuse is that I have cheer practice and after I'm going to Cathy's house to study and sleep over.

Tuesday- Day 6: Basketball game that I'm required to attend, because cheerleader, duh and we leave during last period.

Wednesday- Day 7: Cheer meet after school and then all the girls and I are having a sleepover party at Nicole's house

Thursday- Day 8: Plan for Armageddon Wheeler Boy

And that was all you had. After a week of torturing your poor boyfriend, you didn't know whether it could go on past that. You sighed in exhilaration, opening the drawer on your nightstand, and slipping in the journal before shutting it closed. As you laid in bed, all you could think was that this is gonna be fun.

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kitchen-spoon · 6 months

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Post S3 au:

Secret previous Steddie who fell in love over the summer and had a summer romance.

Starcourt happens but Steve doesn’t make it out. Robin insists he is still alive and wont let it go despite everyone trying to tell her he is gone. Her and Eddie become close bonding through their shared loss of Steve, and their shared determination to find him and refusal to believe he is dead. Robin doesn’t get why Eddie is so invested at first until eventually Eddie comes out to her and reveals he and Steve were dating in a weak moment of devastation where he truly believed Steve was gone and needed someone else to know about what they had.

Meanwhile Steve is still alive and in Hawkins. Well more like under Hawkins, being held captive in a bunker by the Russians as they were too compromised to try and sneak him back to Russia. He isn’t sure why they kept him, how long they are going to keep him, and what exactly they plan on doing with him but he doesn’t want to find out beyond the starvation and daily beatings he has gotten so far. Steve bides his time and eventually escapes causing the gossip mill of Hawkins to once again start spinning.

He is found by Lucas and Mike wandering the roads barefoot and beaten in the rain. This of course causes the whole party to assemble. Steve is happy to be home but its all too much, too many people too loud so he leaves. Sneaks out the bathroom window and wanders his way to Robin’s place. He sits on her front step giving her a wobbly smile when she eventually arrives. He stays with her for a few days but it isn’t a permanent solution trying to hide him from her parents.

So Steve moves into the trailer with Eddie and Wayne. Accept he isn’t really there not like he used to be. Wayne see’s the look in Steve’s eyes and knows it well himself from his time serving. So the Munsons slowly but surely acclimate Steve back into society after his months away.

Its not easy with many bumps in the road but it works.

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chirpsythismorning · 1 year

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Shawn Levy on set for these scenes even though he didn’t direct either of the episodes… aka these must have been scenes he felt were important enough for him to be there, in person, so that he could make decisions as an executive producer hmmm

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bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove · 5 months

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The Second I Met You - S.Harrington

Summary- Steve is used to being alone for the holidays until he doesn’t have to be anymore. After befriending Dustin’s old babysitter, Y/N becomes an important part of his life, someone he can’t imagine being without, someone he has loved since the second he met her.

Warnings - Mentions of Steve's shitty parents, Female Reader, Use of Y/N, Steve isolates himself to cope, (let me know if I missed any)

Author's Note - Welcome to Day 2 of my 25 days of fics! I hope you enjoy and feel free to let me know about any mistakes in my writing! I want to improve!

Word Count : 1037

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It was known around Hawkins that Steve Harrington had rich parents, said boy taking advantage of that in high school. However, it wasn’t very known that his parents were not the most present in his life. He never had a good childhood or one that was worth remembering. He never had fun on family vacations when they used to do that because his mother was too worried about his father cheating. So holidays were even worse, he usually spent them alone, getting take out and watching shitty television. He never had any holiday traditions, until Y/N.

Y/N was Dustin’s neighbor and old babysitter, he remembered her from high school, graduating the same year together but he never talked to her. Once Steve had befriended the Henderson boy and his band of misfits, he unintentionally befriended the girl. On top of that, he had befriended Eddie Munson, a boy who he never imagined being friends with.

Y/N had a similar situation to Steve, her parents were never home and she was often alone, however her parents weren’t filthy rich like Steve’s were. So every holiday, she would host all of her friends at her house and have a little holiday party or gathering. So this year for Christmas eve, she had invited all of her friends over to her house for a party.

Her house was on the smaller side so it felt a little cramped with everyone there but they all made do. All of the younger kids were hanging out together in the living room, the couches filled with Dustin, Lucas, Mike, Will, Max and El. The older teens were scattered around the house, Eddie and Gareth talking in the kitchen by the snacks, Robin and Nancy were sitting in the small dining room laughing and Steve was sitting in the backyard away from everyone. He was overwhelmed, going from no plans for the holidays to constant get togethers with his friends. Sure he loved his friends but sometimes he just needed to be by himself, to be alone like he was used to.

He was outside for a good 15 minutes before he heard the door open behind him and shut again. “What are you doing out here all by yourself handsome?” Y/N’s voice rang out behind him.

“Just needed some time alone,” He replied.

“Oh, do you want me to leave you alone?”

“No, I like your company.” She took that as an invitation to sit, so she sat right next to him, their thighs touching.

“You wanna tell me what’s on your mind?” Y/N asked him gently, bumping her shoulder into his.

“I don’t really know. A lot, I think I’m just used to being alone so it’s weird to be surrounded by so many people, y’know?”

“I do know. I was so used to being alone especially on the holidays that I became a person I didn’t know. That’s why I started doing these parties. I wanted to be with people I love instead of sinking deeper into my mind and making myself sad,” She explained.

“That makes sense, so you surround yourself with people you love to make you feel better.” She let out a hum of agreement before resting her head on his shoulder.

“Stevie, can I ask you something?” She questioned.

“Of course you can.”

“Why do you isolate yourself so much? Don’t get me wrong, I love my alone time but I can’t be alone constantly. Is this an active choice or is it something that just kinda happens?”

“ I think I’m scared of getting hurt, or being used for my parents' money. In a way its both an active choice and something that happens. Like, I love Dustin but sometimes I feel like I’m being used because of my car,” Steve explained, “I feel like I’m being stupid.”

“You’re not being stupid. You have very valid feelings, trust me I get it, these rugrats use me for rides constantly too. It’s part of the whole acting like an older sibling to the kids thing.”

The two of them kept talking for a while outside until it got too cold so they went back inside. All of the younger kids went home, Robin and Nancy too just leaving Gareth, Eddie and Steve. Steve usually spent the night at her house after a party because they would usually sit up and talk until the sun came up. The two of them retreated to her room after she told Gareth and Eddie that they could crash at her house if they wanted to, they knew where everything was.

Y/N and Steve sat on her bed and continued their conversation. She was happy to get some more information about Steve and why he acted the way he does. She understood him better than she thought, they were more similar than they originally thought. She looked at the alarm clock next to her bed, the time ready 1:06 A.M, “Merry Christmas Stevie,” She smiled sleepily at him.

“Merry Christmas beautiful,” He returned a similar grin before letting out a slightly obnoxious yawn.

“Do you have to yawn like that? Like a dying cat?” She joked with a giggle.

“Only to annoy you,” He chuckled back. She laid herself down on her bed, waiting for Steve to follow suit. When he did, she tucked herself into his side, resting her head on his chest and listened to his heart. “Wanna know something?” He asked, she enjoyed hearing the rumble of his voice from his chest.

“Yeah, tell me anything,” She replied, her voice sounding sleepy to him.

“I have always had a crush on you, since the second I met you in the first grade.” She perked up at the confession, sitting up slightly to look in his eye, a smile on her face.

“Really?”

“Yeah really.”

“I’ve felt the same way since the second I met you.”

The two of them settled back into the bed, both of them falling into a peaceful sleep despite Gareth and Eddie playing loud music and laughing loudly in the living room. They both had admitted their feelings, a huge weight getting lifted from both of their shoulders.

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i know we talk about Mike and Will and how important they are for the plot of s5 here all the time. but can we talk about how Insanely set apart the two of them are from everyone else by the end of s4? because yes, we already know they'll be important, s5 is going to be Will's coming of age and the kids have Always been the main focus of the show. hell they're literally the center of the ending shot of the entire season can't get more obvious than that:

everyone else had their shot at ending things already and failed, s5 would just be a repeat of s4 if it weren't for Will, Mike, Jonathan, Hopper, and Joyce being back in town for the rodeo this time around. this will be what makes s5 have a different outcome than s4 did.

but what really fucking gets me is that it's not just visually or thematically made clear how central Will and Mike will be to taking down Vecna. it's in the way the last moments of the season were written from a fundamental writing perspective because:

Mike and Will are the only central characters to never get confronted with Vecna for the entirety of the season. however. s4 ends with Mike and Will being the ONLY characters to know Vecna is still alive.

literally the only fucking ones.

i think that aspect gets lost sometimes. We know Vecna is still there because we just watched them have this conversation. the other characters DON'T know that. on that hill and in the entire town, right now, Mike and Will are the only one's with a concrete idea of why spores could suddenly start falling from the sky despite them having 'won'. they're not questioning what's going wrong because they already Know. they already came to the conclusion that they would have to kill Vecna for real. they're already over the initial shock and horror at finding out it was all in vein. they're literally ahead of everyone else.

from a character perspective this doesn't make much of a difference. s5 is supposed to pick up right where s4 left off and it's obvious that they'll fill everyone in on that immediately. they're not keeping that info from everyone they just didn't get the chance to share it yet. BUT. that is a conscious writing decision. it would have been a 30 second extension to have them quickly tell this crucial information to everyone outside the cabin or have maybe El overhear the end of their conversation in the cabin, she was only a room over after all. but they didn't do that. so we end the season with Mike and Will being the only one's on the same page as the audience.

Mike and Will being back in town is going to be pivotal to Vecna's end and we're being told on a thematic, visual, and writing choice level

#literally insane how much they stand out by the end of the season #for being away from the Vecna plot the whole season they sure get emphasis on being in the know about the Future Vecna plot #we talk all the time about how them being framed as the central two people in that shot is insane #and it is #but the fact that they're also the only one's to even fully know that they'll have to kill Vecna 'again' is just #it's a lot #the whole plot of the show started when Will went missing in s1 and Mike dragged everyone out to look for him (finding El in the process)#with Will's coming of age happening the plot is going to loop back around to them and make them End the supernatural plot as well #got to love horseshoe narratives and circular plots thanks stranger things #byler #byler analysis #mike wheeler #will byers #st s5 #st analysis #stranger things

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julesclues · 1 year

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Falling In Love - Headcannons

Warnings: none

Word count: 383 words

Pairing: Eddie Munson x afab!reader

Summary: Eddie Munson realizing he’s in love with y/n and one day confessing

Eddie Munson had always thought of y/n as just a friend. They had grown up together in Hawkins, playing games and exploring the town's many secrets. But as they got older, Eddie began to see y/n in a different light.

It started with little things, like the way she laughed at his jokes or the way her hair shone in the sunlight. He found himself wanting to spend more time with her, to make her smile and hear her voice.

At first, Eddie didn't know what to make of these feelings. He had never thought of y/n as anything more than a friend, and he didn't want to risk ruining their relationship.

But as he spent more time with her, he began to realize that his feelings were more than just a passing crush. He was in love with y/n, and he couldn't ignore it any longer.

It hit him one night, as they were sitting on the roof of her house, looking up at the stars. Eddie was struck by the beauty of the moment, the way the sky seemed to go on forever and the peace of being with y/n. He knew in his heart that he wanted to be with her, to make her happy and be by her side no matter what.

It was a scary realization, but Eddie knew that he couldn't keep it to himself any longer. He turned to y/n, his heart pounding in his chest, and told her everything.

"I don't know when it happened, but I've fallen in love with you, y/n. I want to be with you, to make you happy and share my life with you. Will you be my girlfriend?"

Y/n looked at him, her eyes wide with surprise. For a moment, Eddie feared that he had made a mistake, that he had ruined their friendship forever. But then she smiled, a soft and beautiful smile that lit up her face.

“Yes, Eddie," she said, taking his hand. "I'll be your girlfriend."

Eddie felt like he was walking on air as he hugged y/n, his heart soaring with happiness. He knew that they had a lot to figure out, a lot of new territory to navigate, but he was ready for anything as long as he had y/n by his side.

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