#god.....i should have believed her all the times she said “im literally mike wheeler !!!”

[literallymikewheeler]

tell me why the fuck my first kiss was the fucking byler fanfic "undertow" ACTION. FOR. ACTION.

[agayobsessedwithmurder]

Small town boy

runaway!mike au

inspired by @lilithisamess

The wheelers household, 1987

"Mom! it's Wills birthday! i have to go, dustin and lucas are busy this weekend and he can't be alone!" Mike yelled, standing up from his kitchen table.

"maybe you should have thought about that before joining that demonic cult." Ted argued.

Cult? are you serious dad?

"Mike, I know your bestfriend's and girlfriend's moving away really upset you but you can't keep acting out and expecting no punishment in return. Nancy's boyfriend moved away but shes still attending college, and not failing every class and skipping school." Karen scolded him.

Of course, bring up how nancy is better than me in every fucking way.

"You cannot talk about no punishment in return mom! i know what you did, or more like who you were doing!" Mike yelled catching everyone by surprise, but Ted was oblivious so just took a bite of the rotisserie chicken.

"Michael Wheeler! go to your room. NOW!" Karen screamed and made him flinch a little.

He started walking towards his room but hesitated to hear what they had to say.

"You should just tell him he shouldn't be seeing that boy, i never thought we would get rid of him. I tell ya he was changing mike, making him go through that phase." Ted said, not knowing mike was in hearing distance.

Thunder struck the outside of the house, just as Mike ran up his stairs. Once he got into his room he slammed the door shut and sat on his new queen sized bed in replace of his bunk bed he had whenever will would stay over.

Mike grabbed the binder of Wills drawings and opened up to a random one. He started flipping through the pages, tears falling down from his pale skin onto the artwork.

Shouldn't i be missing El alot more than Will? Shouldn't I still be mad at him for calling El st- no. i can't be mad at him. He's too precious, plus he was being ignored and it was the heat of the momment so i guess he had a reason to lash out.

I can't believe i can't see him on his birthday. hes going to be fifteen! Nancy can see Jonathan whenever she wants, it's not fair.

wait? Nancy seeing jonathan isn't like me seeing will right? because they are dating, me and will are just friends. yeah, friends. i need to stop overthinking my own thoughts.

I need to see him, but mom won't change her mind. Nancy wont drive me there.

wait. that bus stop! it goes to California!

Mike smiled, not bothering to wipe the tears that were stained on his cheeks and ran to his dresser. Mike grabbed a sweater that was always Wills favorite and grabbed some socks and converse shoes.

He put the socks and shoes on and grabbed his bookbag and put the binder in there, and a walkie talkie, and a red and orange colored wrapped present along with a picture on his nightstand.

a picture in two pieces held together by a piece of see through tape. a picture of the party on the Halloween mike told will they would go crazy together.

without really thinking he put the backpack on and opened up his window and felt the rain and cold air hit his face.

He held on tight to his window sill and moved his legs to the point were hes dangling from his window.

Mike jumped down onto the smaller roof and closed his window from there. Then he sat down, ignoring the rain pouring onto his body, and then jumped down onto the sidewalk.

He kind of was surprised it was that easy. He then walked to the garage and tried to open it but it wouldn't budge. "Shit." He cursed but decided he didn't need his bike, he could walk.

He started running down the street until he got to a certain distance. He pulled out the walkie talkie and set it to a certain channel.

"Lucas, dustin? do you copy?"

static.

"Lucas and Dustin do you fucking copy?" Mike screamed as he kept walking.

"Oh my god what is it! im hanging out with max." Lucas said through the walkie talkie.

"Okay, I'm going to be gone for a little bit, tell dustin, and max i guess that im safe. make sure my parents know too, but do NOT tell the cops I'm calling you. I just need to see someone, but i promise im safe so don't let my family freak out too much, or atleast nancy. Okay thank you, bye!" Mike carefully explained and turned off the walkie talkie and put it back in his backpack.

And with that, mike started walking.

Mike finally reached the bus stop just as the bus was getting there.

literal, great timing.

The bus' doors opened and he walked in, the rain dripping onto the bus steps. He said nothing but continue walking and sat down in a seat across from this old, sweet looking woman.

Mike looked down at the bookbag he took off and put in his lap.

I wonder how Will is going to react when im there. Do you think he's going to hate me? who am i even talking to? oh god i hope he doesn't think im fucking crazy. i just, i haven't missed one of his birthdays yet. im not going to let that happen, ever. I know friends grow apart but, but Wills diffrent. Me and him, we are different. On August 27th we will have been friends for ten years. I can't, i can't lose him. I wonder if he was kidding when he said he would run away with me to California, or a warm state. We did promise to do that, anyway. But we promised alot of things. Like that we would never have girlfriends. But I can't talk, i do have a girlfriend. speaking of el, I haven't heard from her in weeks. I should probably talk to her.

His thoughts got cut off by that sweet old woman. She was wearing a green cardigan with mushrooms on the bottom and a long brown skirt and a heart necklace with a rose on it. She had white long hair captured in a low bun and a leather bag that was open that showed a knitted blanket and a book. The bag had a few buttons on it and a knitted heart on it. She had wrinkly skin with light freckles on her face, she wasn't the societys definition of beautiful but she definitely was beautiful to mike.

"Hello pumpkin, may i sit down?" She asked. Of course, he said yes and she took a seat next to him. "So where are you heading?" She asked him.

Mike recalled almost all of the memories he had with Will.

"Home." He smiled. He noticed that was extremely weird without context. "Oh uh, I'm going to see a friend." Mike said. "It's his birthday, or it's going to be in a day anyways." Mike smiled.

"Oh hunny, that's adorable. Tell me about him, and how you got all the way here." She asked, obviously worried about this cold, distressed, underage, alone boy.

Shouldn't I not be speaking to strangers?

"I-im sorry i don't even know you." He said in the nicest way possible so he wouldn't get killed.

"Oh, no. I'm not trying to attack you, or anything darling. I'm just worried, you seem young and there's bad people out there. I don't want you getting hurt." She said, and anyone listening would have known she was sincere.

"oh. well his name is Will, we have been best friends since kindergarten, and I was a total jerk to him this past summer. and I need to make it up to him, I care about him so so much and I can't have him being alone on his birthday. he deserves better than that. I got into a fight with my parents and they talked bad about him and wouldn't let me see him on his birthday, so I walked about one and a half miles to here, just so I can get on this bus. I can't leave him, he's my cleric, after all." Mike spilled out his heart.

"wow, you seem to really miss him." She chuckled. Mike takes some seconds to answer, but then does. "Yeah, i really do."

"just from what I know, be honest with him. you really care about this boy, and I know you said you were a jerk but, just talk to him. I'm sure he cares about you too. and your girlfriend will understand, she cares about you, and your happiness but you can't keep lying about and to her. You know she hates that, and Will, will love his present." She smiled.

"I will, thank you...and how do you know all this, you're really good at advice." He asked.

She laughed and pulled up her sleeve to see her arm that had a tattoo on it. '003'

"holy crap." Mike whispered.

"or because I'm going to visit my wife for fifty years." She chuckled.

Mike was stunned, shocked at the fact people could be married for fifty years.

I think i understand how they could have been together for fifty years, if you truly love someone, you wouldn't hate being in their presence. maybe that's why.... maybe that's why my parents aren't that close anymore. or why it's so awkward when I call El.

And if mike wasn't too busy thinking, he would notice the sign they just passed, he was leaving hawkins.

[strngrthngz-blog]

Confessions

Steve Harrington x Sinclair!Reader

Request: A fic with a PoC reader? For stranger things and Steve. I literally haven’t seen ANY of these, and since it’s Indiana… she could be Lucas’ sister? Whatever you want tho, thank you!

A/N: 1) So, I’m 100% aware that there aren’t a lot of PoC fics up in a lot of fandoms and I will not let that happen with this one. I’m going to try to be as inclusive as I can, so send in requests please! I am down to write mostly anything. Also, I’m gonna make sure to keep the descriptions for the reader as neutral as possible, unless specified, for future fics. 2) I would love some feedback from you guys. What you liked, what you didn’t, anything. Thank you! 

Summary: When Y/N thinks that Steve is just being himself around her, her brother Lucas tells her otherwise.

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“Sto-p it, St-eve! G-god you’re so ann-oy-ing!” You shouted at him in-between giggles.

“Oh, now you’re really getting it, unless you just admit it!” Steve replied trying to wager with you. 

“No, because it’s not true!” You said way out of breath.

“Alright, you’re asking for it then.” He pulled his hands back, giving you a false sense of hope and a second to breathe before putting his fingertips back deep into your sides. Steve had been tickling you for what seemed like hours, your stomach hurting and your head feeling as though it couldn’t take the pressure anymore.

“Alright! Alright! I’ll admit it, you’re the best babysitter ever!”

“That’s what I thought.” He smiled proudly and leaned back on the couch, putting his hand out to help you sit up.

The party had finally tired themselves out and it was time for everyone to go home. Steve waited by his car with Dustin as you waited inside for Lucas to get a comic book from Mike. While walking out of Mike’s room Lucas stopped and stared at you.

“What’s up?” you asked him, a little concerned by the serious expression on his face.

“Are you and Steve dating?” He asked, keeping eye contact.

“No, god no, Lucas. What are you even talking about?” You asked, a bit embarrassed that even your younger brother had caught on to your crush.

“Everyone says you guys are in love and should just kiss already, Y/N.” He said, shocking you. You quickly recovered.

“Ew Lucas, you and your weirdo friends need to mind your own business!” You said before storming out to Steve’s car, not wanting to have this conversation with Lucas.

You and Steve had decided a few weeks ago to babysit the party together. You were always around anyways, being there for them before Steve was. You were always dropping off Lucas or walking with them to whoever’s house after school, making sure they were safe.

You would run into Nancy and Jonathan from time to time but never really got to know them. With Steve, it was different. He had noticed you dropping Lucas off two weeks after he became friends with Dustin. Eventually he invited you to stay one night, giving you the excuse that he couldn’t take any more of the farts and prepubescent humor by himself and promising he would drive you home after. As unappealing as the first part sounded, you agreed, because no one could say no to Steve’s smile. You would join them almost every time they would get together.

 You would usually let the kids do as they pleased, while you two would sit and watch from the other side of the room. Far enough from the smells and loud curse words they would yell, sometimes being too loud, earning a harsh ��hey!” from you both.

 The jokes started almost immediately after you agreed to join Steve on his babysitting adventures. 

“So, are you our mom now?” Dustin asked, earning a face shove from you as you rolled your eyes.

“I’d rather drop dead.” You said, trying to sound uninterested in the thought of being somehow romantically involved with Steve. “Then why are you always with us.” Lucas would ask with a knowing look. It was obvious you were there to hang out with Steve and not just watch over your little brother. But you would never admit to it.

“How else am I gonna get information to blackmail you with.” You said and smiled at Lucas earning an eye roll from him.

“Now I know where Erica gets it from.” He said before turning his head from you. You just laughed and walked over to the couch Steve was sitting on.

“You know, being a single dad is hard.” Steve said before feigning a sigh. You laughed lightly at him.

“Well, if anyone can do it, it’s you.” You said as he wrapped his arm around you.

“Well, it would be easier if I had some help.” He said pulling you in a little closer and pressing his lips to your hairline. You felt yourself get hot.

Steve was always making comments about how the two of you should be together, you knew they were only jokes to entertain the kids but it didn’t stop you from getting flustered.

Knowing Steve from school, there was no chance he was interested in you. He was the King of the school as they said. Getting any girl, he could possibly want, going to all the cool parties and hanging out with all his friends.

You on the other hand stuck to your small group of friends, only going to parties every couple of months and having absolutely no love life.

At school, Steve would sometimes pass by your locker, offering to walk you to class and on occasion even offering to drive you and your brother home, along with Dustin. Recently he had started sitting with you at lunch, sometimes suggesting getting a bite outside of school. You knew you were just friends and you weren’t going to fight it, knowing you would rather have that then admit your feelings and lose him entirely.

 ———

 It was another D&D night at Mike’s house, you were recruited by Steve to watch the kids while the Wheelers were out, but couldn’t because you had a project to finish.

When the game was over and the kids went back home Lucas ran into the house, going straight to your room.

“STEVE LIKES YOU!” He yelled at you, causing you to jump out of your chair in surprise. 

“Oh my god Lucas, I thought something happened! You can’t scare me like that!” You told him getting angry at him.

“Are you deaf? Did you hear what I said?” He asked with wide eyes and flailing arms, confused as to why you weren’t reacting.

“Of course I heard what you said, but you can’t be saying things like that Lucas, you know it’s wrong to lie.” You said picking up the book that had fallen off your table and pointing a harsh finger at him.

“Y/N IM NOT LYING! He told us tonight, well basically. He was going on about how much he missed you and how pretty you were and how soft your skin was and how lucky I was because I got to see you every day. I nearly barfed at the last one.” He said acting as if he was throwing up. You narrowed your eyes at him.

“This isn’t funny Lucas.” You told him pushing him out of your room and slamming the door. You leaned against it and pressed the book you were holding tighter to your chest.

“Whatever Y/N, I’m not lying and you should definitely tell him you like him. I actually approve.” He yelled through the door before stomping off to his room.

 You couldn’t believe what Lucas had said, it was way beyond belief that Steve would like you. But what if he did?

 ———

When school started again on Monday, Steve had walked you to two of your classes and caught up with you before lunch. 

“Hey Y/N, wait up!” You heard from behind you and turned to see Steve slightly jogging towards you. You let him catch up before continuing your walk to the cafeteria.

“So, I was thinking maybe we could go out for lunch today.” He looked at you and smiled.

“Sure! But only if you promise to get us back before class starts this time.” You told him and laughed, remembering last time you were 15 minutes late because Steve insisted on getting dessert. He laughed and put his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him as he usually did.

He saluted at you, agreeing to the conditions and lead you through the parking lot to his car, opening the door for you before getting in himself.

You had decided to go to your usual place, a small restaurant by the main streets of Hawkins. It was usually empty at this time save an older couple and a few people on their lunch breaks.

You two sat in a booth, both of you on the same side with his arm slung around you. You enjoyed being this close to Steve, you always felt tipsy from the mix of his cologne and hairspray. High off his scent, you had the courage to ask him, wondering if Lucas had been telling the truth. Before you could say anything, Steve has opened his mouth.

“So, the usual?” He asked, skimming through the menu, but already knowing what he was going to order.

“With a chocolate milkshake.” You said and he nodded, approving of your choice.

Steve ordered for you both, making sure to even ask for the ketchup on the side how you liked it.

You guys shared the milkshake with two straws. You would blush when you would lean in to take a sip, from being so close to Steve’s face and from the winks he’d send you every time.  

When the waitress came by again Steve offered to pay as usual. Something you would always fight him on but he would win every time.

You and Steve headed back to school, with time to spare. You decided to stay in his car, to talk and listen to music until the bell would ring. You decided to talk to him, checking the time on your Casio watch. As nervous as ever but knowing that you had the possibility of running when the bell rang if things went wrong.

“Steve.” You spoke up, getting his attention as he looked through his music to find something to put on.

“Y/N.” He replied. You smiled up at him, not being able to look away when he made eye contact.

“I wanted to talk to you.”

“About what?” He curiously asked, turning to you to fully give you his attention, his leg on the car seat and his arm holding his head up.

“Us.” Was the only thing you could get out, your voice giving out. He raised an eyebrow at you.

“Us? Like, us together? Okay.” All you could do was nod. It was silent for a few seconds and he looked at you, waiting for you to say something.

“I like you.” You spit out before your brain could even process what had happened.

Steve laughed, a big hearty laugh that stirred his entire body. You wanted to run, you wanted to hide, but mostly you wanted to cry. Your eyes started to water, humiliated by the situation. Of course he didn’t like you, you were so stupid. How could you believe what your little brother had told you, he only just had his first kiss, what did he know.

Steve stopped laughing when he saw you, quickly leaning over and grabbing your face.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong? I’m sorry, was it because I laughed?” He said wiping away at your tears, a concerned look on his face. You slightly nodded.

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.” You cried out. 

“No! Oh god, I’m such an asshole, Y/N, I wasn’t laughing at you!” He pulled you into him, hugging you tightly. “No, baby, please stop crying. I only laughed because of course you like me, I like you too. Why do you think we’ve been going on these dates?” He said pulling back and looking at you, wiping away the last few tears.

“D-dates? Wait, you like me back?” You looked up at him, and he couldn’t help but laugh again.

“Y/N, of course I like you, I’ve liked you since we started hanging out while taking care of those shit heads. God, you are so cute, you know that?” He said and smiled down at you before slowly leaning in, waiting for your reaction.

You were shocked to say the least. Steve Harrington liked you? THE Steve Harrington liked you? And you two have been going on dates?

You quickly grabbed on to him and leaned forward, pressing your lips to his. It was soft, and romantic, unlike any kiss you’ve ever had. Everything that had been held in between you two had been let out with the kiss, a conversation with no words.

“You are an idiot Steve Harrington. If we were going on dates the least you could do was tell me!” You said after pulling away from the kiss, giggling at him as he kept you close to him peppering kisses all over your face.

“I thought it was obvious, it’s not my fault!” He said before pressing one last kiss on your lips and smiling at you.

“So, does this mean you’re officially my girl, Y/N Sinclair?” He proudly smiled at you, already knowing your answer. You nodded at him, throwing yourself further onto him, your turn to pepper kisses all over his face.

“The hair babe, the hair!” he said but you kept going, laughing at him.

The moment was interrupted when the bell rang, signaling the beginning of another class. You both looked at each other, debating whether or not to skip. You both silently agreed as Steve turned on the car, peeling out of the parking lot. You hung onto him the entire car ride, with his arm slung across your shoulder, holding you tightly to him.

“I like you so much.” Steve said, squeezing your arm. “I like you even more than that.” You teased, feeling pure bliss wrapped up in your boyfriend’s embrace.

[upside-nwod]

TV Series Ask

Thanks @sarah-guardian-of-the-trash for the ask/reply!

I definitely expected the show to be Stranger Things haha but I do watch other stuff if anyone is interested

Send me a tv series and I’ll tell you:

my all-time ultimate fave character: Eleven oh my god. The greatest character of all time. Also can we just take a second to appreciate that Millie Bobby Brown is the perfect Eleven? The entire cast is freaking golden. Imagine if one of the did not exist. We would not have this beautiful show.

a character I didn’t used to like but now do: Karen Wheeler because she is not an absent mother like I originally thought. She is just doing her best.

a character I used to like but now don’t: I don't think there is one. There's definitely characters I don't like but I never liked them to begin with, y’know?

a character I’m indifferent about: James or Officer Powell

a character who deserved better: BENNY AND BARB. Duh.

a ship I’ve never been able to get into: OT3 (Stoncy I think it is)? I can get into the monster hunting trip friendship but not relationship, ya feel? And it's not me being against polyamorous relationships. I don't care. I just, personally, don't dig the ship.

a ship I’ve never been able to get over: MILEVEN. SORRY. IM TRASH.

a cute, low-key ship: Jopper

an unpopular ship but I still enjoyed it: I don't think I have one? Although, I live for Ched discourse if that is a thing.

a ship that was totally wrong and never should have happened: UH in the original pilot script for Montauk, they wrote Mike as having a crush on Jennifer Hayes and I cannot support that. I mean it didn’t happen anyway, but it shouldn’t even have been a thought.

my favourite storyline/moment: Don't do me like this. Literally the last six episodes made me feel things I've never felt for a show before so I'm gonna say the entire bit from when El leaves all the way to the flash forward.

a storyline that never should have been written: EL FUCKING DISAPPEARING??? No, but actually, they had to do it. I'm just said because she's my favorite. I cried. I really did.

my first thoughts on the show: Wait here's how this went down; I was sitting around on campus procrastinating and I didn't wanna watch PLL so I was like "maybe I'll finally start this new series because it is still all over Tumblr" because I have this weird thing about jumping on a bandwagon immediately.

Anyway, I watch like twenty minutes of the first episode before I have to go to class and I found myself fidgeting the whole time just itching to get back to see what happens. And then I watched the whole series within like two days.

my thoughts now: I can't believe a television show has made such an impact on my life. And that may sound silly, but it really has. It has genuinely changed me and has made me reconsider my major because it has re-awoken my writer's block and has reinvigorated my suppressed desire to be a show/film writer/director instead of a teacher. I could actually write an entire essay or master’s thesis analyzing this show and gushing about The Duffer Brothers