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[mileven11forever]

What I look like vs what I want to look like:

You all look really cute! :)

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i am starting a picrew chain because this picrew is literally SO cool

heres the picrew, do two: what you look like and what you want to look like!!

what i look like

what i want to look like

tagging @mybedroomceilingsbored @urlocalsadkid-l @boob-gremlin @bleep-bloop-boo @totalcharliespringsimp to start it off

[strangersource]

“Pretty”

[elevnns]

I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you

[yutajoyz]

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[bearimy-dot]

Because a gifset wasn’t enough

[breakthestrutura]

so much more than this

so I was reading @heyailin‘s fic (check it out!) and it reminded me of this oneshot I was meaning to write back in the day, before I had this idea, so despite my hurt wrist, I set to write it as part of my prompts challenge. hope you guys enjoy!

this is covering prompt #7. you can send me a character/pair + number and I’ll write something for you, check the list.

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The clock's arms moved awfully slow for a class that prioritized numbers. Bored out of her mind, El would glance at it every eternity, but it always came up only a couple of minutes top ahead of the last time she checked.

Whoever said that school was great was an idiot.

"What's up with you?" Dustin hushed at her. He was the best of math out of all of them, so it was nice of him to sit by her side (since she still had a bit of a hard time sometimes), but mostly, El just wanted to be out of there.

"Nothing," she said keeping her eyes ahead. "I'm just exhausted."

"How can you be exhausted? It's Monday!"

It wasn't Monday, but he liked to be dramatic. Slowly, El turned her head to look at him.

"So?"

He didn't have an answer for her, as expected, so she nodded solemnly and glanced at the clock again. Only one minute had passed.

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" El exclaimed frustrated and perhaps a bit too loud.

"Hopper!" the teacher repressed. "Language!"

She raised a hand not half as apologetically as she should be, and then rolled her eyes wondering what kind of fucked up curse she was in for school not to be over already. She had things to do! Things that were way more interesting than sitting through this class making letters turn into numbers, who the fuck cares about that shit? Things like… having Eggos with Hop for his work break and… softball practice, and…

Okay, fine, none of those things mattered either. What El really wanted, really looked forward to, was Mike. And she couldn't wait, she just couldn't wait to find him as soon as the bell rang, because he was the only one who held her interest for long enough, the only one she'd like to talk to and hold, and, fine, kiss many, many times.

There was no Mike in math class! They shared English, German and social studies, and they had the same PE period, though separately, as well as the same lunch period, which apparently was a miracle, but none of those things were enough.

El was so deep into her mopping that she almost didn't process the bell ringing. Almost because she was so conditioned to bolt out of the room as soon as class was over that her body reacted to the ringing faster than her mind. Almost with a robotic precision, El shoved her things inside her backpack and was out of there before Dustin or anyone could direct a word at her.

"El, where are you going?" Dustin called, getting a few confused glances from his classmates. Everyone thought her name was Jane, and it was too soon into 9th grade to explain how her nickname had nothing to do with her name.

El knew exactly where Mike was, so instead of turning right – to where her next class would be – she turned left, walking as fast as one could without actually running (apparently, it was a Big Deal to run in the school's corridors and she could get into Deep Shit if she kept doing that, another thing that made zero sense in this world). With her backpack hung on one shoulder, she passed by jocks and cheerleaders to find him in front of his locker stashing some books in.

"Mike!" she called catching his attention.

He looked at her and smiled warmly, making her heart skip a beat, and as soon as El was close enough, she dropped the backpack and threw her arms around his neck, locking lips with him passionately.

Barely able to react, Mike arms went around her waist and El stood on the tip of her toes, one hand in his hair as they stumbled against the lockers loudly, without a care in the world. Mike's hands went up her back to steady her and they parted for just a second to catch their breaths, eyes still closed as they collapsed again now full on French kissing, tongues tangling and small bites.

The first bell rang announcing five minutes to next class, and on the back of her mind El thought about how time decided to pass quickly now, though the thought wasn't strong enough to make them stop. They did slow down a little, but still seemed far from resume their make out session.

"Uh, excuse me? My locker," someone said behind Mike, but El just waved the person off, getting a confused "What the fuck?" in response.

"Sorry about that," someone else, Will to be exact, said. "They're annoying, I know."

El smiled in the kiss, not even tired of kissing Mike yet. Hell, she'd been waiting for it since second period, when they had to go to separate classes. She just wanted to be with him all the time, and she had no idea if that need would ever ease. To be fair, she didn't even want for it to ease, because nothing could compare to Mike. Hop kept saying that it'd pass, that they were too young to feel so strongly about each other, but Karen knew better when she took a look at them and just… nodded solemnly, as if it was settled – which, to be honest, was.

"…the third time this week, and it's Wednesday!" the locker person kept complaining. "Dick, come on, do something."

Oh, crap.

There was a loud bang against the lockers right by El's head and slower than they probably should, she and Mike separated, their lips and the tip of their noses showcasing the same shade of red, and they looked at Dick, the inspector, apologetically.

Behind him, they spotted Will shaking his head tiredly, as well as Lucas and Max looking at them with that bored expression of theirs, as if they were tired of their shit, which was probably the case.

"You know what I'm going to say, right?" Dick said very seriously pointing a finger at them.

"Get a room?" El suggested. Mike chuckled.

"That would be Lucas," he said to her and she nodded. True. Dick frowned at them.

"No," he replied annoyed. "What I'm going to say is scram! You're on the way."

El opened her mouth to answer, but Mike was faster, pulling her by the waist from the lockers before she could run her mouth like she always did.

"Sure, yes, of course, sorry," he blurted out in one breath and she looked at him wondering what the hell.

Mike just smiled and nodded in a series of cordialities she was still unaware of, even with the crazy amount of soap operas she watched, until the inspector turned around and left. Their friends stepped closer, mostly because one of the lockers they'd been obstructing was Max's.

"You guys are a pain in the ass, you know that, right?" Max complained doing her best to change books as fast as she could before the bell rang again indicating the beginning of 4th period.

El just shrugged and looked up at Mike, who smirked, his arm now around her shoulders. She held his shirt pulling him closer and he leaned down for another kiss. Everyone around them moaned.

"Oh, my God!" some exclaimed.

They didn't care. Never did, never would.

[demogorgonzola]

You see what no one else can see

Her gaze is locked on the freckles on his cheeks, absentmindedly counting them one by one as he rubs gently at the grime on her face with a washcloth. She searches for a tick, a wrinkle—anything that would give disappointment or anger away. She fails to find any. This is Mike, she thinks, Mike is good, Mike is home. "That's better." She looks at her reflection in the mirror, tears welling in her eyes. Crying would do her no good, she thinks. It didn't make her Papa stop, and it didn't make the bad dreams go away. She brings a hand up, gently stroking the fuzzy curve of her head. Slowly, she lets her hand fall, relishing in the memory of blonde locks combed through her fingers. Hot tears sting her eyes again as she remembers the time, if only more than a few hours, when she blended in like a regular girl at his school. As if by cue, Mike speaks. "You don't need it." She doesn't believe him, so she opens her mouth to ask. "Still pretty?" She turns to him, slowly but surely. Friends don't lie, she thinks as she braces herself for what he would say. He blinks at her, heart skipping a beat at her expectant doe eyes, pausing for a few seconds before speaking. She's so much more than just pretty, he thinks. He tries to put it in flowery words but he settles with what she would understand best. His heart skips a beat when he realizes that a second or two is too long for him to think of an answer to something so elementary. "Pretty." The word sounds too rushed and too short on his tongue. "Really pretty." She has a ghost of a smile on her lips when she looks back at herself in the mirror. She may not look like the other girls, but he found her pretty and it was enough to push away her doubts. His eyes find the floor as he contemplates for a quarter of a second about what else to say. It should be perfect, he thinks as he scrunches up his nose. "El?" She turns her whole body to look at him square in the eyes. "Yes?" Confrontations in the past urge his reflexes to avert his gaze to his shoes. He takes a deep breath before he brings himself to look at her again. "Um, I'm happy your home." "Me, too." She smiles softly at him. He doesn't know what happens next, but as if they had a mind of their own, his feet took small, unsure steps towards her. She feels a tug at her heartstrings and she mirrors his movement. She isn't sure what pulls her to him, but it doesn't feel wrong and she lets it happen. His gaze is locked on hers as both scramble for what to do next, and his heart does somersaults against his chest. This is how it happens in Nancy's movies. It's going to happen, oh my god, he thinks. Dustin barges in. "Guys! It's Lucas. I think he's in trouble." Mike lets out a breath unconsciously held in. His thoughts swirl around in his head swimmingly as he tastes the sweetness of what could have been in the air that flooded his lungs. It could wait, he thinks.

Wow. I really suck at posting in order, don’t I?

(I really loved this scene because there’s so much raw affection in so little words and actions.)

[demogorgonzola’s Mileven week masterpost]

[mileven11forever]

I'm over 5'5 / I wear glasses or contacts / I have blonde hair / I often wear sweatshirts / I prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / I have one or two piercings / I have at least one tattoo / I have blue eyes / I have dyed or highlighted my hair / I have or have had braces / I have freckles / I paint my nails / I typically wear makeup / I don't often smile / Resting bitch face / I play sports / I play an instrument / I know more than one language / I can cook or bake / I like writing / I like to read / I can multitask / I've never dated anyone / I have a best friend I've had for over five years / I am an only child

Tags: @milevenn @mileventhings11 @mikewheely @mike-haters-dni @mikeslawyer @milevennet @mike-el @milevens85 @strangerthingsedits @strangerthingsnetflix @strangerthingsdaily And anyone else! :)

saw the open tag from @apple-duty and decided to play : )

tag game! 🫢

rules: color the sentences that are true about you

i’m over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

no pressure tags @notagoodlad @spot-o-bodysnatchin @thedoctorajcrowley @notalostcausejustyet @hannicrow @nelsonandspringforever @ineffable-romantics @ineffablebookgirl @crowleybrekkers @celestialcrowley @crawley-fell @crowleyholmes @lordoftherazzles and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it : )

[iamstrangerme]

All I ask is if this is my last night with you Hold me like I’m more than just a friend

[nessa007]

Hi there! It’s been awhile since I’ve been around on tumblr, and with the return of stranger things in a few weeks, I was hoping you could take a couple minutes when you get a chance to point out some other good mike x eleven/mileven blogs! Want to know which ones to get all up in my feels with!! Thank you!

The only one I can think of is @milevennet

A lot of ST blogs have been inactive since this ridiculously long hiatus. If there’s any other Mileven blogs out there please like this 😊

[milevennet]

MILEVENNET IS LOOKING FOR NEW MEMBERS!

We are currently looking for people who can reblog and create content.

If you love mileven and stranger things then apply here.

We will try to get back to you within one week. If you are not chosen you can always apply again at a later date.

[elevnns]

So can we please just come up with a new plan, because I love her and I can’t loose her again

[bitchinwheelers]

whoa! i just read your about and there's a @milevennet?! i have been missing out omg

yup!!!!! get with the times man it's super lit hahaha

[ao3feed-strangerthings]

Someone That You Like

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2igOuAC

by theamiableanachronism

(For tumblr user milevennet's Mileven Week 2016 Day 6: December 3rd – Upside Down) An extremely fluffy AU oneshot in which the Bad Men never arrive at the school to interrupt Mike and Eleven's sweet moment. [Originally posted to tumblr December 3 2016]

Words: 1171, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Eleven, Mike Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, Dustin Henderson

Relationships: Eleven & Mike Wheeler

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2igOuAC

[demogorgonzola]

forelsket (n.) - the euphoric feeling you get when you first fall in love You can listen to it here. 

Fun fact: I chose these exact songs because 1) they’re slowdance-appropriate songs, 2) the lyrics are actually spot-on for our favorite kids, and 3) they’re all from the 80s and I wanted to go all-out with decade-appropriate songs (but really, it’s just an excuse for me to dig through my favorite feels-y songs from the 80s).

Enjoy!