ennaholic

[ennaholic]

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I'm very new to writing on tumblr, so please spare me my soul💔

I write for these fandoms;

stranger things

harry potter

marauders

ginny & georgia

percy jackson

the office

friends

b99

and more!

I'll definitely update the list more + add which characters I write for!!

I prefer writing fem!reader since I can relate to it the most, and I'd feel a bit uncomfy writing for male x male/male reader x fem

I prefer writing fluffy fics, but smut is allowed! just don't expect the best

I do take my time. I have a very busy social life, including my autism, but I'll try my best!

please let me know in your request if you want it to be smutty, fluffy, angst, etc!

that's all I can think of right now, but if you have any questions, ask away!

[ennaholic]

Tension

micheal wheeler x byers!fem!reader

summary: reader (Will's twin) can't stand Mike. She ended up going to a sleepover at Mike's since she wasn't allowed alone in the house. Everyone got a bit drunk, which led to the tension and hatred blending together with reader and Mike.

SUGGESTIVE

also, requests are now open!! don't be shy!! I'll make a post for who/which fandoms I write!

the brownies mixture was coming along quickly. y/n's soft hands added the flour to the brown mixture. a small smoke submerged around the giant bowl of mixture. y/n's mother, joyce entered the kitchen along with will.

"y/n, hun?" joyce asked her daughter, will rolling his eyes beside her. "yes, mom?" y/n asked, giving a small glance to her twin, smiling at the obvious annoyed look plastered on will's face. "there's gonna be a change of plans for this evening," joyce started.

y/n groaned silently, starting to put the brownie mixture into the oven-friendly tray, the tray jonathan bought specially for y/n after seeing it in hawkin's local store, ever since he saw y/n bake at the age of 8.

"billy called me, he has a date this evening. you know i cant let you go to max's house to sleep over without supervision." joyce explained, giving will a stern look while will was drinking soda from the bottle, emptying it.

"but you're not gonna be home tonight too! isn't that the same?" y/n argued, putting the brownies in the heated oven. she turned on the sink to start cleaning up the bowls, spoons and other stuff she used while baking.

"well, the only place i could allow you to go to is the wheeler's." joyce shrugged, wiping her finger across a spilled pool of brownies mixture, putting it in her mouth afterwards. "but jonathan is gonna be there for nancy, will for mike, ... i'll be alone!" y/n begged.

will had finally decided to speak for once during the conversation. "we could invite someone else? what about lucas, you get along with him?" will asked. "we're sixteen, i should be able to go to max." y/n stated, fed up.

"i cant do that, hun." joyce said, gloomy. the amount of trauma joyce had received from will alone was enough, but knowing something could happen to y/n too kept her awake at night.

defeated, y/n groaned. "fine." she muttered, grabbing a wet paper towel to clean the kitchen counter.

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the byers' car arrived at the wheeler's residence, pulling up the driveway. "stay safe, stars!" joyce called out while the twins got out of the car. joyce always called her twins her stars. stars as in, the only light in the dark.

"yes mom!" the twins yelled in unision, walking up the porch. will awkwardly smiled at y/n. "you'll have fun, y/n. you won't get left out." will mumbled while ringing the doorbell. "you know i hate that son of a bitch mike. i cant even go to nancy, she'll be all over jonathan." y/n whispered to her brother.

"ew, im imagining it." will gagged.

after y/n's chuckle, the door opened revealing mike and lucas. mike didnt look too pleased to see y/n. lucas was happy, he was just.. lucas. the twins were lead into mike's basement, walking down the stairs.

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lucas and y/n sat on the couch playing uno, lucas seemed focused on what card to play while y/n was shooting daggers into mike's head while he played DnD with will. "i dont get why you hate him so much, maybe its the tension." lucas wondered aloud. "tension because we hate each other?" y/n asks with a slight smirk.

"no, sexual tension." lucas stated obviously. for once, y/n thinks about what her and mike had. they weren't exactly friends, but couldnt stand being with one another. they could do stuff, but what st-

y/n gasped loudly. "lucas!" she shouted, knowing he was sorta right. mike and will looked behind them to see what was happening. "i layed a uno reverse," lucas lied to the duo playing dnd.

"i kneeewww itt!" lucas whispered sing-songy. y/n groaned, putting her head in her hands, almost letting the uno cards fall onto the floor. she glanced at lucas. "tell anyone, you die." she stated, glaring at lucas. "even max?" lucas begged.

"tell anyone that isn't max, you die." y/n corrected.

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the night ended in drinking, not drinking soda, my children. drinking grown up condiments.

around four am, lucas layed passed out on the couch, his vodka-stained shirt barely on anymore. will, who was barely even drunk, was fast asleep, cuddling into a pillow. y/n stood in the tiny bathroom, brushing her teeth after puking most of her drunkness away.

the small cupboard-like bathroom in the basement was very small. it had a toilet taking up most of the space, a sink that made it hard to sit on the toilet, and a tiny, rusted mirror above the sink. the sink was mostly filed with cups, toothbrushes and bottles of soda. even a glass bottle of vodka, which y/n probably forgot to put back.

putting her toothbrush aside, y/n spit out the toothpaste and water combo that filled her mouth, grabbing the cup to fill with water to make sure the toothpaste was fully gone. the creaky-like door opened, a half-drunken mike behind it.

"good evening." he states, annoyed. "don't be so rude to me, wheeler, i didn't do a shit." y/n mumbled above her breathe. "the room feels weird when you're in it." mike states abnormally.

mike wasn't really a bad type of drunk, he didn't even vomit. he only had word vomit. he randomly states things that circle around his mind.

"that's called tension, idiot." y/n mumbles, turning to face mike, the plastic cup in her hand.

their gazes met, like something clicked. they both somehow knew, this wasn't rival tension, like hating the other. its what you feel when you cant stand being in the room or something will happen. sexual.

they both stood frozen, knowing what would happen. their minds raced together. y/n, worrying about what her mother or will would think. mike, thinking if this would be okay, could he actually be loved or was this a one time thing?

in one flash, their frozen bodies sprang to one another, kissing sloppily. they melted in eachother's arms like they met what they wanted their whole life. their arms messily went around the other's body.

their heavily breathing was a sign to them both. mike locked the bathroom door, grabbing y/n's waist and thighs, putting her on the sink, toothbrushes and cups fell to the floor, the rusty mirror about to fall off the wall.

they both stopped for a second, looking at eachother desperately. "mike." y/n breathed out, swallowing the lump she had ever since their lips first met. "y/n." mike did the same.

"is this..?"

"are we..?"

they both said in unision, meeting eachothers eyes again after that. another gaze met. the same gaze before whatever this is happened. their lips met again, the arms around one another moving while lips moving in sync.

y/n's hands moved over to mike's collar, the blue button up he was wearing. she started unbuttoning the buttons, one by one, making mike impatient. fortunately, y/n had a button up shirt as well. mike started kissing y/n's neck softly while unbuttoning her blouse.

seeing mike's chest all alone made y/n crumble in a good way. the only time she'd seen mike shirtless was a couple of years ago at a classmate's pool party. over the time, he had grown some muscles, and it was hot.

y/n glanced over at mike, mike finally removing her blouse. her grey lace bra looked so perfect on her. She's so perfect. mike would think immediately. the pair both stared at one another before kissing once again.

mike kept kissing y/n's neck while y/n kissed wherever she could. mike looks so perfect in her eyes, everything he does is perfect. mike sloppily kissed y/n's jawline, slowly growing hard.

his hungry kisses made his way to y/n's chest, kissing harshly, y/n folding in front of him.

y/n gave up in kissing mike, her head leaning back harshly on the mirror. the mirror finally fell, crashing onto the sink, behind y/n. quickly, y/n jumps off the sink in suprise. "shit!" y/n whisper-yelled.

the loud glass-breaking noise echoes around the room, maybe in the living room aswell. "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" mike whispered aswell. mike could barely focus, maybe because of the vodka or because of what he had just done with y/n, or maybe because he's hard and drunk.

"did anyone hear?" y/n asked helplessly. "why dont you go and ask them? 'oh did you hear the bathroom mirror break? i accidently broke it while making out with someone i hate!" mike whisper yelled in an obvious tone.

"you're the one who has an extra bone right now!" y/n bickered.

this was how they always were, just arguing over something they never thought they would argue about, ever. the door opened again.

didn't mike lock it?

nancy and jonathan walk in, nancy a key in hand. "what was th- holy shit!" jonathan groans out. it's not everyday that you see a shirtless mike and your shirtless sister, sister covered in hickeys, while they 'hated' eachother.

jonathan covers his eyes. "happy the mirror broke, who knows what you could've done?!" jonathan argues, nancy staring dissapointedly at mike. "didn't you guys JUST hate eachother?" nancy asks.

"i don't know what happened.." mike mumbles awkwardly.

lucas, who randomly appeared behind nancy, still absolutely wasted replies.

"it's obious; tension!"

posted from my wattpad ( @-WCNDERSROCK) please don't copy, translate, etc. !

[ennaholic]

Sick 💤

mike wheeler x fem!reader

summary: Mike Wheeler is sick, and you, being his girlfriend, comforts him (even if his attitude goes up a notch)

basic and pure fluff!

being sick had its disadvantages, especially to Micheal Wheeler. Mike did not like being sick. at all. he hated the feeling of just.. sick?

Once Mike had realised he was sick, he didn't want to let anyone take care of him. Not even his own mother.

As he tossed and turned over his bed, he heard the phone ring. He didn't know who to expect, but a silent voice in his head prayed it was y/n.

His hands reached out to his night table, gracing over the wood while attempting to find the phone. Finally, he managed to grab it.

He held it carefully to his ear. "What?" He huffed into the speaker, sitting up. His eyes were closed, too tried to even comprehend anything.

But once he heard the delicate voice of his girlfriend, his eyes fluttered back open. "Mike, is everything okay? Nancy told me you're on your man-period." Y/n said, chuckling at her own sentence.

Mike's eyes widened. "She said what?!" He yelled, groaning. Suddenly, he heard Nancy's voice onto the phone. Nancy was listening.

"It's the truth!" She laughed. "Nancy, get off the phone." Mike ordered, already hating this conversation.

Once he realized Nancy was off the phone, he spoke again. "I've got a fever." He mumbled, his head falling back to rest against the wall.

"Need me to come over?" Y/n asked, saying exactly what Mike wanted her to ask. "Please," Mike grinnicked, excitement taking over.

Yet, that didn't exactly stop his fever. "I feel like I'm dying." Mike joked, hearing the sound of y/n laughing.

"Don't worry. I'll tell my mom, and I'll come over. I'll see you." Y/n said softly into the phone, making Mike's lips curl into a smile.

"See you." He replied, hearing the speaker of y/n disconnect. He put the phone back in its place, dropping his body back on his mattress.

Sooner or later, y/n arrived. She knocked on the door, making sure she didn't disturb Mike. "Come in." Mike yelled in a groggy voice.

Y/n entered, taking in the sight. He wasn't wearing a shirt. That's new.

She sighed, looking away. "So, fever?" She asked, walking over to Mike's bed. Mike nodded, even smiling through the sickness that took him over.

"I brought some muffins," Y/n begun, grabbing a small box out of her tote bag. "Max and I made them last night. She slept over." she clarified, opening up the box.

She took out a muffin, one that was obviously handmade, yet looked so professional. It also smelled amazing.

Mike would probably think it smelled amazing if he was able to breathe through his nose right now.

"Thanks, y/n/n, it looks amazing." He grimaced, grabbing the baked good and biting in it. Y/n went ahead and opened up his window.

"Your fever is obviously not going away if you're overheating, Mike." She lectured, yet it was only because she cared.

She fully opened the window, letting in a cold breeze. Then, she went to the bathroom to damp a towel.

She put it on Mike's head as he ate the muffin. "This is really good," He commented, speaking with his mouth full of food.

"Why, thank you." She smiled proudly. "Have you already taken medication for your fever?" She asked in a soft voice, like a mom to her baby, while her fingers graced over his cheek.

"Yeah, yeah." He mumbled, finishing up the muffin. "My mom gave me at least six things." He smirked, looking up to meet her gaze.

"That's good.. I guess." She questioned him, yet she didn't care. "Do you need anything?" She asked just to make sure.

"Maybe.. cuddles?" He responded, smiling at her to somehow make her say yes. He pouted to seal the look.

Y/n grinned, her head falling back. "Hmmm... fine." She said playfully as Mike opened up his arms.

She quickly went into his embrace, taking in his scent. Her fingers were in his hair, massaging his scalp.

Mike's arm snaked around her waist, holding her by him to make sure nothing got her. Mike pecked her cheek, then closed his eyes.

Slowly, he drifted off to sleep, y/n doing the same.

Let's just say his fever was cured the next morning.

first ever upload!!

this was originally posted to my wattpad @-WCNDERSROCK