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froggywritesstuff · 10 months

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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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devilsjacket · 1 year

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Nsfw//

Aged up characters

Mike Wheeler trying his best to stay quiet but failing as you fuck him from behind in a public restroom. Cum spurting out of his cock for the third time that day and almost making him pass out. He felt as if his soul had left his body, you left marks all over him and he knew he’d have trouble hiding them later, not that he necessarily wanted to anyways.

#male reader #male y/n #x male reader #male reader smut #male yn #smut #mike wheeler #mike wheeler x male reader #stranger things #mike wheeler x male y/n #mike wheeler smut #aged up #stranger things x male reader

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certifiedwhore4slashers · 1 year

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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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bugnirvana · 2 years

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🤔🤔mike wheeler with a male reader like cuddling really early in the morning and saying dumb shit to each other 🤭 does that make any sense LMAO THIS IS MY FIRST TIME REQUESTING SOMETHING TO ANYBODY MB IF I DID IT WRONG 🤭🤭🤭

🍏🌙”what are apples made of?”🌙🍎 [Mike Wheeler x Reader]

warning(s):fluffy shit, mike wheeler being stupid and tired, dumb as hell ‘i-just-woke-up’ thoughts, possibly out of character mike but whatever, also a lot of cursing. Ppl put warnings for that right?

terms used: he/him, boyfriend

ok I love this prompt so much. also congratulation!!!!you are the first ever fanfic request I’ve ever gotten. my future employers will see this blog and be like “hmm. yeah this is a good employee!”

anyway there is a SEVERE lack of mike wheeler with male readers, I hate it. give the little mushroomhead some love for the boys! I rlly hope you enjoy this! it was really fun to write.I didn’t really have any season specific Mike Wheeler in mind so it’s up to ur imagination (personally I see season 4 Mike, but hey that’s just me)! Enjoy. Sorry if it sucks, it’s incredibly short. I didn’t have many ideas for dumbass shit that would be accurate to the period 😭

It was around 4 or so in the morning and you were staying over at your boyfriend, Mike Wheeler’s house. You had just told your mom that you were going to stay at his house for a sleepover with your friendgroup. You, however, had lied. Nobody else was there, it was just you and Mike, just existing in one another’s arms.

The both of you hadn’t slept at all, not because you were getting up to any teenage activities, but instead that you were just being total nerds together. Still getting no sleep nonetheless, but thank god it had been a Saturday night or else both of your asses would have been dead that morning. The most part, again, you had just been cuddling and being stupid nerds.

It had been a hot minute since Mike had last spoken to you, so you took a moment and attempted to get some shuteye. Mike decided that at that moment, he was going to bother you again from your attempt to sleep.

“Hey [N/N], what do you think apples are made of?”

Ex? Fucking? S’cuse? You?

“Michael Wheeler. You woke me up to ask me what apples were made of?” You whisper yelled.

“It’s a very important question!” he retorted. “Like, I know they’re made of matter and elements and stuff, but why don’t they make apple an element of its own?”

“I dunno, maybe because it’s not an element on its own,” you giggled.

“But like, it’s all naturally occurring right? So why not?” Michael thought aloud. “Like, it’s a compound of stuff and everything but…” he trailed off.

“Darling, dear, dearest.… I think you just answered your own question,” you said, playing with his hair. “Seriously, I think it’s time for the both of us to go to sleep.”

“But like..science and stuff. You know, that cool thing that we like. Yeah. Science..science rocks.” You could hear how tired he was in his voice, not even minding him yawning.

This boy. He was going to be the death of you. The very, very cute death of you.

“Mike….go to sleep. Please,” you begged. “Or, at the least, let ME sleep dude.”

“Fine, fine. I’ll let you sleep.” He said, sighing in defeat, finally relaxing and with you playing with his hair. “I’m lucky that you’re my boyfriend…even though we can’t really be public about it,” he confessed. “I love you, like, a lot.”

Your face lit ablaze, hiding your face by scooching up close to him and nuzzling into his neck. “I love you like a lot, too.”

You found him to be really warm, him finding you to be warm, too. It was genuinely very comfortable. The both of you stayed in each other’s arms for the rest of your stay, facing one another and just enjoying the company of one another before blissfully falling into the abyss of sleep.

yeah I’m sorry if this sucks 😭 usually I’ll write longer stuff but I’m not very good with Mike wheeler characterization. I can and will rewrite this . I don’t have anyone proofreading this shit, so I’m sorry if anything doesn’t english very well. again. so fucking short but it’s just mike wheeler being all stupid and fluffy and shit. Yeah. Enjoy. I’m tired lol this really isn’t good grammatically

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im-657-mv · 2 years

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7. "Your family? I am your family!"

[requested]

mike wheeler

word count: 708

As you and Mike sat quietly, side by side, you thought of how to tell him that you didn't love him anymore. You thought tirelessly as to how to break it to him for days now, but nothing came to mind. You didn't want to hurt him, to break his heart. But he was just too much sometimes. All the time.

He was constantly nagging at you and telling you this and that. It even got to the point where he broke your bike so you couldn't leave his house one night. You were tired and fed up with his erratic behavior. And you deserved a happy healthy relationship.

"Mike," You said his name slowly thinking if this was a good idea in the first place. And you couldn't help but wonder if he would get mad.

"Yes, Y/n." He said instantly, looking in your direction. You tried to form words but he just made you so nervous, and not the good kind.

"Look, Mike, I know you love me, and I appreciate that…" Mike nodded his head hesitantly, noticing that something was most defiantly off.

"But I…" You paused and took a good deep breath, "I don't love you anymore."

"What." You looked up to meet his burning gaze but you were instead met with a soft look in his eyes.

"I mean I did love you, but your behavior has been pushing me away lately. I can't handle you breathing down my neck every time I mention someone else's name."

"Is this because of your family? Did they tell you to break up with me?" He said aggravated, venom lacing his words.

"Mike, none of this is because of my family. This is my choice." You grabbed a hold of his hand trying to get him to come back to his senses.

"Y-you're lying…The Y/n I know would never break up with me."

"Mike…," you whispered looking at him with concern, "I'm not lying. Sure I talked with my brother about this, but this is my decision." You tried to lace your voice with reasoning but you could tell that it simply wasn't going to work.

"What about me, Y/n! I love you!" Mike said gripping your hands, his voice having a desperate edge to it.

"Just forget your family, Y/n! They just want us to be apart!" Mike tightened his grip on your hands as if you were going to leave him from this world.

"Mike, do you even hear yourself? I'm doing this because I don't love you anymore! And this is not because of my family, so leave them out of this!" You yelled at his absurd reasoning at your unhappiness. Mike was oblivious to all his wrongdoings, acting as if he was the perfect boyfriend.

"Your family? I am your family! I will be the only family that loves you the way I do! I am the only person who loves you this way!" There was silence as you both stared at each other. You knew this was going to be difficult but you never imagined this.

"Mike." You said with a newfound sternness in your voice. "Let me go. You waited five seconds, waiting for him to let go, but he only held on tighter.

"Mike, I said let me go."

"No." His eyes got darker.

"M-"

"You are not leaving me Y/n," Mike said with a new darkness spreading through his aura. "I can't let you leave me." He mumbled as tears brimmed his eyes, threatening to fall at any second.

"Please don't leave me Y/n. I don't think I could handle it." He whispered as he leaned into your chest, finally allowing his tears to spill, falling onto your shirt. You couldn't say anything as he violently sobbed into your body, holding you closely, desperately clinging to you.

"Mike…" You whispered. He hummed in response as he sniffled trying to stop his never-ending flow of tears, which obviously didn't work. "I'll stay." You whispered solemnly. How could you leave him, when he had a reaction like this? How cruel would you be to leave him in a state like this? You had to stay now, and you didn't know if you would ever be able to break his heart.

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x male reader #gender neutral #stranger things #stranger things x reader

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willbyersboy · 2 years

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Mike Wheeler and male reader’s relationship getting found out

Btw el and mike didn’t date in this part (kinda based in season 1 but it can be seen as based in any season) (not rlly in character LOL SORRY)

Mike would be scared of people finding out because he didn’t know what people would think about him being with a man.

It happened when Mike took you to get a snack when everyone was playing dnd in his basement.

Mike decided to kiss you, but when it took a little bit too long, El went to make sure you guys were okay.

She just stood there shocked until you guys saw her.

El didn’t know what to say and you both were yelling at her not to tell anyone.

She got sad that you guys never told anyone and just said “Friends don’t lie” before proceeding to tell the whole group.

Before you knew it everyone was upstairs seeing if what El said was true.

When they saw you and Mike holding hands, they knew it was true.

You both apologized to the group and explained why you never said anything.

They were all pretty accepting, especially Will who seemed happy.

Mike explained to El what gay was, and she seemed to understand pretty quickly and didn’t care as much.

Nancy came down to see what all the noise was, and saw you with Mike.

She looked shocked but just smiled and went back to her room.

Her and Mike would definitely have a talk later though

Mike’s parents on the other hand

His dad was pretty pissed but Mike’s mom was much more accepting.

His dad yelled about how he expected Mike to date a girl, but the whole group argued with his dad until he gave up.

Ended it with “As long as you get a good job I guess..”

You guys were so happy that everyone was so accepting.

On the way out, when Mike went to walk you home, his mom grabbed your arm and unexpectedly said “You better not break his heart, got that?”

You looked shocked but nodded.

Finally, you and Mike could walk back to your house holding hands and occasionally kissing eachother.

I love mike also sorry if this wasn’t in character 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️ mb then

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cubicle-eyes · 2 years

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Mike Wheeler x M!Reader

The Reader and Mike are in their last year of Highschool.

TW: Cursing, angsty, mention of su!c!de (one-off sentance.)

Fluffy ending, making up, first offical I-Love-You's. Also they make out.

Reader is Eddie's younger brother.

Not proofread, Long.

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"I can't believe you!"

"Oh come on, Y/N! I was at Hellfire!"

Y/N spun on his heel in front of the door, pointing a finger at Mike.

"No you weren't! I bet ten dollars you were tossing love eyes at that girl!"

"She's gay, Y/N!" Mike called back at him, trying to squeeze past him to the door. Y/Nshoved him back with a suprising amount of force, and Mike was suprised.

"I get not being able to skip Hellfire, but Eddie KNEW we had a date tonight! He's my fucking brother, and if HE wasn't at Hellfire, YOU weren't at Hellfire!"

"I was with Dustin and Lucas!" Mike shouted, defending himself. Y/N wasn't having it, crossing his arms.

"Then just say you were with them! No need to lie about it to my face, asshole! I'd be less mad if you would've just told me!"

"It's not my fault I don't want to tell you things! You always assume I'm still chasing after El!"

Y/N rolled his eyes, done fighting with him for the night. He went to move past Mike, but the slightly taller boy grabbed his arm, twisting Y/N back to face him.

"What the hell, Mike!"

"No! I don't want to deal with your bullshit apologies and accusations! I want you to apologize for being so insecure you don't even think you could keep me!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Y/N growled, pulling his arm out of Mike's grip. The raven-haired boy scoffed.

"You know exactly what it means. Hawkins isn't exactly a queer-friendly place, but it's no excuse to-"

"Get. Out."

Mike froze, studying Y/N's rather vacant expression. Had he finally snapped Y/N's paitence?

"It's not my fault we're both desprete-"

"Get out, Wheeler! You just came into my house to fight with me!"

"I came into your house for an APOLOGY!-"

"YOU WANT ME TO APOLOGIZE? OKAY! I apologize for handing all those notes to you in freshman year! I apologize for letting you think you're theonly man I could ever have! I apologize for letting you think you were keeping me happy! Do you know how long I wait for you, Mike? I've been waiting weeks for an open night with you, and you don't show up!"

Y/N opened the door, still shouting at Mike, who bore the expression of a kicked puppy.

"So leave, Mike! Let the entire town know that you can barely keep a girl happy, and certainly not a boy!"

Y/N grabbed him, and shoved the boy out of the trailer.

"You stay any longer I'm getting the shotgun."

He hissed, slamming the door and locking it. Mike stood outside for a second longer, but after glancing at the window to see if Y/N was serious, and saw the boy glaring right back at him, he scoffed stomping off and hopping on his bike. Y/N closed the curtains, and sunk into the couch, previous anger replaced with so much sadness that when the phone rang, and Eddie was on the other line, the sobs and blubber of words had Eddie driving home like a mad man.

Y/N was lying on Eddie's bed when he got home, curled into a sobbing ball. Eddie sat next to him, trying everything in his power to get to sit up and tell him what was wrong. It took almost an hour of coaxing and comforting until Y/N explained it to him.

"I am not above murdering a child, Y/N. You say the word and I'll rip his throat out."

"Eddie! Don't hurt him, please!"

Eddie seemed to seriously consider which option was the best. He sighed, hugging Y/N again.

"I'm kicking him out of Hellfire after this campaign-"

"No- Don't make him sad." Y/N pleaded, digging his fingers into Eddie's back. The metalhead couldn't really feel how harsh the fingers were through his shirt and denim vest, but Eddie understood.

"You're not dating him anymore, are you?"

"I.. I don't know. He.. I think I love him, Eddie."

Y/N confessed, tearing up again.

"He's been fighting with you for a week straight, Y/N! You can't- you don't put up with that with anyone else, so don't put up with your batshit ex-boyfriend like that."

".. So what do I do? What if he doesn't know we're broken up?"

Eddie thought for a moment, then he stood and exited the room, and then the trailer, and Y/N wondered into the living room, confused. Eddie slammed the door behind him, appearing again, weilding Mike's backpack.

"Give it to him tomorrow, then ignore him for now. Say nothing about tonight, he'll hear enough of it from me that evening."

"...Your advice is horrible but it's better than what I came up with, so thanks."

"What'd you come up with?"

"Killing myself."

Eddie sighed, rubbing the top of Y/N's head affectionately.

"Don't do that. Then I'll have to find a new best friend."

"Uh, and brother!"

Y/N laughed. Eddie grinned.

"Is that why you're always in my house? Freeloader!"

"Says you!"

Y/N sat down the backpack, giving Eddie a shove. The two wrestled for some time, until they both plopped on their own beds in their shared room. Y/N stayed awake long after Eddie had gone to sleep, but eventually passed out closer to morning then he had wished.

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Y/N looked how he felt that morning immediantly opening his eyes. Miserable.

He had an aura of anger around him as he went about his minimal morning routine, and when Eddie finally dropped him off at school, Y/N would have to give the backpack to Mike.

Y/N slammed the van door, and Eddie got out after him, telling him to knock it off and to not hurt his girl. Y/N rolled his eyes playfully, and kept walking. Y/N lugged his backpack on one shoulder, Mike's on the other. Seeing him in the hallway, Y/N stared for him, not missing the confused expression.

"Here."

He dropped it on the ground, and turned to walk off. Mike tried to grab him, but Y/N dodged his hand. Mike shouted a thanks after him, but Y/N ignored it, stopping at his locker. The bell had rung a few minutes ago, but Y/N didn't really care. He kept grabbing and putting things away in his locker before he could start his day.

And like the perfect life it was, every class he had was with Mike. They also sat next to each other. Little notes had piled onto his desk throught the four periods they had in the morning, and Mike finally decided to chase him during lunch. Y/N usually sat with Hellfire, next to Dustin or Mike, but today he dodged the table entirely, heading for the bathroom instead. And Mike chased after him.

"Y/N! Where are you going? Wait up!"

And silence.

"Y/N!"

Y/N pushed the boys bathroom door open roughly, and though the bathroom was gross, it wouldn't stop Y/N from hiding from Mike and eating his lunch in peace. Well, the peace he could get with Mike trying to get into the stall.

"Y/N come on! Why won't you just talk to me?" He shouted, caving and banging on Y/N's stall door.

"Mr. Wheeler!"

Mrs. Trish. Y/N's favorite teacher.

"What in Gods name are you doing? Get out of here. You're going to come eat lunch with me."

"But Mrs. Tri-"

"Come on. Before I give you detention."

Y/N watched Mike through the crack in the stall door, and watched as he grabbed his trag angrily, following the teacher. Y/N finished his lunch quickly, and raced back to the cafeteria to throw out his tray. Though the lunch period wasn't quite over yet, Y/N grabbed his things and waited outside of his next class for the teacher to return.

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The last class of the had dragged on exceptionally long. There were five minutes of class left, but the lesson was over, and the teacher was busy doing paperwork. Y/N ignored the note that dropped onto his desk at first, but when Mike nudged his leg, he sighed, grabbing it. It was just a picture of a sad face, and Y/N glared at Mike next to him. He bore a similar expression, staring pleadingly at Y/N. Y/N drew a plus sign and an angry face, and handed it back to him. They passed the note for awhile, until it was too full of words to continue, and Mike had to get another peice of paper. Y/N opened the folded paper, staring at it for awhile.

Forgive me?

You hurt my feelings

I'm sorry :(

4, in the gym

Y/N hand the note back to him, and ignored him for the rest of the day. This was his little test for Mike. He had Hellfire tonight. If he showed up, they could talk, but if he didn't, Y/N was never going to talk to him again.

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Y/N was sat behind the fold-out wall bleachers in the gym, in the dark, dusty crevice that only barely fit two people. Hopefully Mike wouldn't have forgotten it. He was working on homework, and checking the time on his watch, it was almost 4:10. Y/N would only wait a little longer. Luckily, though Y/N couldn't see who it was, the large doors creaked open, and the sound of them shutting with the sound of sneakers made the reality of their conversation sink in. Y/N didn't miss the hurry in the steps, and when Mike popped into veiw, Y/N gave him a skeptical look as he cleaned up his homeworkand scoot deeper into the little cave-like hole, pressing his back to the wall. Mike dropped his bag outside and scoot in next to Y/N pressing their sides together. They sat in silence for a few moments, knees pressed to their chests, almost awkwardly glancing at each other. Mike inhaled.

"I'm a huge fucking dick."

"No you aren't."

"Yes, I am! I've been stressed out recently and have been taking it out on you and that's not okay."

I do it a lot with everybody I care about. I did it with Will. I did it with El. I did it with you. I'm a horrible friend and boyfriend and I want you to forgive me. I-I don't want us to break up, but if you want to I'll drop it. I just- I really, really like you but- I'm just a shitty person."

Y/N stayed silent for a moment as Mike turned his head to face him. He pushed his knee a little closer to Mike's, glancing at it.

"I'm attracted to shitty people, I guess."

I'm a shitty boyfriend too. I just- I want you to love me- And I hope you do- but I get distracted from the goal of making sure we're both happy, and end up making you feel like dog shit because of my own selfish needs. I- .. I don't want to break up either, but we can't keep the relationship the way it is."

Mike swallowed and nodded. Now that the apologies were over, what happened now?

"Y/N..."

"Yeah?"

"Let's.. start over."

Mike held his hand out to Y/N, and he grabbed it, twining their fingers together.

"Hi. I'm your boyfriend, Mike. I like to play D&D, hang out with my friends, and make fun of the jocks."

"Hi. I'm your boyfriend, Y/N. I like to paint jackets, visit the arcade, and eat out."

Y/N was blushing lightly, but so was Mike. They stared at eachother for awhile in silence, until Mike dropped his voice.

"I love you."

"Shit, Mike."

Y/N turned his whole body to face Mike, and pulled the boy down by his shirt to crash their lips together. Mike quickly lied back, having to shove his backpack out of the way roughly. It was an uncalculated mess, a clash of their tongues as they playfully battled. Y/N sweeped his tongue through Mike's mouth, the boy holding tightly onto Y/N's forearms. They finally seperated into a few coughs as they tried to catch their breath, flushed.

Mike sat up on his elbows cracking a grin.

"Well, alright then!"

"Oh shut up, Mike!"

"Make me!"

The boy laughed, wiggling away from Y/N and scooting out into the gym, grabbing his bag and waiting for Y/N to do the same before racing for the doors. Y/N chased after him, shouting playfully. They bust out the front doors, and Y/N grabbed his hand, finally, giving it a squeeze.

"You skipping Hellfire?"

"Yep. Let's go hang out somewhere."

"You just want to make out again, don't you."

"Hey! If you could see yourself, you'd want to make out with you too!"

"Mike!"

Y/N laughed. They hopped on Mike's bike, and rode off in the direction of Y/N's trailer, ready to lock Eddie out of their shared room for as long as needed.

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That last line was a joke I'm serious. 👹👹

I was listening to Another Love and Love Made Me Crazy so blame Taylor Swift and whoever wrote Another Love for my weird fic.

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strawb3rry-x · 1 year

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futon ܁᭝.。

mike wheeler x gender-neutral reader

TW: angst, milkvan

IN WHICH yn is hopelessly in love with mike wheeler, but he has his eyes on someone else…

just my luck, saw you looking at her.

yn sighed, resting their face in their hands and staring at the one and only michael wheeler. he was gorgeous, something that yn’s friends didn’t seem to notice.

“i can literally see your pupils turning into hearts right now,” robin commented. yn rolled their eyes with a smile, mumbling something along the lines of, “they should be.”

“you know you could just talk to him,” robin suggested, waving a piece of forked lettuce around.

“i could,” yn said, watching the raven-haired boy. they noticed that mike’s eyes were trained on the girl across from him, jane hopper. the mystery girl. the only girl that mike ever noticed. “but i won’t,” they smiled at robin sadly.

am i not enough?

do i even matter?

in another time, some would say that mike wheeler and yn ln had been friends. quite close, actually.

but then this brunette beauty showed up, and swept him off his feet. mike left yn in the dust, never looking back.

yn doubted that mike even remembered them.

why would he need to? he had jane now. yn didn’t matter.

noticing you, are you noticing me?

yn stared at him every opportunity they got, and never even got so much as a glance from mike.

they knew they deserved better, but old habits die hard, and mike wheeler was the worst habit yn had.

those raven-colored curls that framed his freckled cheeks perfectly.

his doe-brown eyes that were full of wonder and imagination.

he was just so… pretty.

yn wondered if mike ever looked at them the way they looked at him. if mike knew yn’s favorite song by heart, or if he had a books worth of letters to them that remained unsent.

yn doubted it.

noticing her, but you should be with me.

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x male reader #mike wheeler x fem!reader #mike wheeler x gn reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger thing imagine

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mushrubes · 1 year

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Last piece

Masterlist | Stranger things masterlist |

Requested : no

prompt 16. “As much as I love food, i’m giving you the last piece just this once.”

Pairing : Mike Wheeler x (they/them) reader

Type : fluff

Word count : 364

you’re so strong!! <3

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“Guys! Pizza’s here!” Karen called down, informing the group in the basement, pausing the game. “I’ll get it!” Y/n volunteered, heading up the stairs and Nancy following to help. She took the pizza, letting Y/n take the bottles of drink, bringing them downstairs. The younger teens were sat playing d&d (as well as Eddie) while the others were watching some random movie while talking to each other. Everyone picked up their plates, running to grab their slices of their favourite food. Y/n took some slices of the Hawaiian sitting back down. Mike grabbed his and sat down next to Y/n earning a smirk from Lucas and raised eyebrows from Max who he shook his head at. They were the only two who ate that pizza, the others either not liking that pizza or preferring another one.

They both spoke about random things, Mike trying to make conversation just to talk to them. “Oh, there’s only one piece left.” Y/n stated, looking at the box in front of them as they finished their slices. Mike thought to himself before smiling at them. “As much as I love food, I’m giving you the last piece just this once.” Mike smiled as Y/n grabbed it and smiled at him. “Thank you, Mike!” they grinned, leaning over a kissing his cheek, chuckling when they saw his cheeks redden. The rest of the group watched them, agreeing that they would make fun of him once Y/n had gone home.

What missed the others, didn’t miss Nancy. She knew her brother better than anyone, aware of his expression. The two were smiling at each other, sharing looks that they think were going unnoticed. She nudged Jonathon who sat next to her, widening his eyes and then smirking as he saw the pair. “I bet you five bucks they’re going to get together.” he bet, Nancy pulling a face and thinking for a second. “Deal but we have to put a time on it. I bet within the next few days.” She said, Jonathon nodding. “I say in a month because he’s just as bad as you when it comes to confessing.” Jonathon teased making her gasp.

“You take that back!”

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler imagines #mike wheeler imagine #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler oneshot #mike wheeler oneshots #mike wheeler x female reader #mike wheeler x male reader #mike wheeler x fem!reader

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