#nancy wheeler i will defend u with my life

[stevie-petey]

SPEAKING OF SEASON FOUR

I'm so worried that the duffer brothers are gonna fuck up jancy. That flirting with Steve and Nancy in season four was not cute. Like jancy isn't my favorite ship in the series (because I'm in love with Jonathan but that's not the point) but we've established that Nancy DOESN'T love Steve. Did you see Jonathan's face when Nancy started talking about how Steve's grown up? You could tell it made him insecure, It's foreshadowing the love triangle all over again and there's no point in keeping it. It doesn't add to the story it's just another stupid plot for drama, which we don't really need!

It also takes away from Nancy's character!! She's not the kind of girl to just go from guy to guy. She's also not the kind of girl to flirt with her ex who's clearly still got feelings for her while she has a boyfriend!! Even if it was unintentional, like subconsciously, still she's smarter than that and she cares about Jonathan and Steve's feelings she wouldn't risk hurting the both of them at once.

I mean if we're talking about come home it could work as something for bug and Steve to work through I guess ( I don't wanna talk about it too much because it's so far away and there's a lot more we have to go through to get to that point) but it's so outside of Nancy's character. Maybe she's just confused cause she almost died and saw Steve get seriously hurt? But still Nancy isn't a homewrecker and she's not a super jealous or promiscuous person. Even if she didn't know about how close bug and Steve have grown she wouldn't go after him. But strictly speaking of stranger things now. She hardly interacted with Steve in season four, which is fair she's still in highschool and Steve has a job. They have their own shit going on. It's understandable. I feel like Nancy's character gets misconstrued a lot, partially because she keeps getting reduced to a love interest. I just hope Nancy and Jonathan don't fall apart because of how much they've changed during their time away. I love Steve but he's not right for Nancy and she's not right for Steve. I hope they Don't ruin such a great relationship with so much potential. Like I see the problems in jancy but I can see how well it could work if given the chance.

honestly it just feels like the writers dont KNOW what to do with nancy anymore or even jancy. i adore them and think theyre so sweet together but the writers are just ,,,, pissing me off. bringing back steves feelings for her and nancys weird feelings for him was just ??? unnecessary and NO ONE was asking for it

i will say however i do see the vision for stancy. i think they did have a good shot at being in love and happy, theyre right person wrong time, but if that was the plan since season 1 then ,,,, it shouldve been touched on earlier ?!?!!? we dont see nancys feelings for steve at ALL until season 4 like even WHILE THEY WERE DATING. its stupid. and like u said: nancy isnt like that !! she’d never directly hurt anyone :( shes so kind and loyal and the writers are mean

and jancy ,,, ugh they have sm potential if the writers would just figure them out. they keep having the same argument of jon wanting to care for his family and nancy wanting to uncover and explore shit its just. ugh.

for season 4 i will DEF be retconning some shit because yeah. im not dealing with a repeat love square that will be resolved literally THIS SEASON in season 2. feels so dumb to be so repetitive. i will however bring in some elements in that love triangle back in 4 but not in any definitive or dramatic way. smh

[milkmily]

Friends (rewrite)

Steve Harrington x Plus Size! Fem! Reader

TW: Menton of body shame, insecurities, eating disorder

SUM. You and Steve were close friends, but a confession and humiliation caused your friendship to freeze. You weren't sure if you two were friends Still. Maybe Steve could fix it or maybe ruin things again, who knows?

->Next Chp.(soon)

“I’m going on a date with Nancy Wheeler! Can you believe that? Nancy Wheeler as my date.”

As a friend, you should feel happy for your best friend to find a date. You should cheer for them and give them advice, that's how a friend should feel. But as you heard those words slip out of Steve’s mouth, you couldn’t feel that. So, pretending was the best option there should be. You pressed a smile on your face and cheered for him, saying that not to mess up the date, but fuck how you wanted that date to mess up so bad. But friends shouldn’t feel this way, they shouldn’t feel this at all. What sucked even more was that you were friends with a man you had fallen in love with. And you fell in love with an asshole.

Here he is bragging about how he will be dating Nancy Wheeler as if he didn't just humiliate you in front of his asshole friends a month ago. He is speaking to you as if he didn’t ruin your life!

A month ago, you asked Steve if you two could meet somewhere private, you wanted to tell Steve how you felt, and how you fell in love with him throughout the years of knowing each other. As you waited for Steve, you nervously played with your shirt.

He soon came and asked what was wrong. “Steve, I have something to tell you. I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship.” You say, your hands sweating from how nervous you were.

“What's up? Everything okay?” He asked in a worried tone, eyebrows arching as he got closer to you to hear you better. “Steve, I Have feelings for you, I like you.” You say as you wait for what he had to say. His eyes shined as he heard you say those words and a smile appeared on his lips, you couldn't Help but smile back as your heart skips fast, as if you had just run a marathon. But soon that smile dropped as you heard Steve's friend laugh in the back. You turn and your eyes go wide. Embarrassment was the first thing you felt as you saw his friends walk up to you two.

“Wow! [Last] confessing her feelings! How cute!” Tommy laughs as Carol giggles in the back. “You really think someone will like you? Come on! Have you seen yourself! Fuck, you're H U G E!” Carol's laugh was now louder as Tommy laughed with her as well. You look at Steve, in hopes he'd defend you. He's known you way more than he has known Tommy and Carol, he will defend you, right?

“Now Steve! Don't leave poor [Name] waiting! So, you like her back or nah?” Tommy wraps an arm around Carol. Carol looks at you and snickers as her eyes move up and down your body. Fuck, how much you wanted to burry yourself and die at that moment.

“Of course I don't, who do you think I am? I have standards.”

Shame.

That's all you felt as you heard him say those words and his friends laugh at you. Tommy goes up to Steve and pats his back as if congratulating him. “There you go man! See, men like us have standards. What, do you think you fit them? Come on! You're just like a pig!” Tommy laughs.

“I will give you some advice from girl to girl.” Carol says as she looks at you. “Just forget about falling in love, no one will ever even like you.” And they left you there with your thoughts and tears.

After that, you stopped talking to Steve. Only talk if it was about classes or if you had the answers for the most recent homework. That was all. You hated Steve at first, a burning hatred that made you want to punch him In the face for humiliating you, but then it switched to missing him. Missing when he'd take you out to eat with him at some restaurant because he had nothing to do, skip class, hang out at his place because his house felt cold since his parents were basically Never home.

You tried to stop eating, which wasn't good, but you would come back to eating. Food being your only comfort you had. Your closet changed from pretty tops and dresses to almost it being filled with long cardigans. You look pretty on dressed and you knew that, your curves causing the dress just to fit perfectly on your body, but Hawkins was a small place and you'd always find Steve and his two asshole friends With him. So, you'd hide your body with cardigans.

A project was soon assigned in class, students Could pick their partners. You didn't want to stand up and ask for a partner, it was too embarrassing. Soon you Hear someone walk up to your desk and you look up, “Hey, want to pair up?” Jonathan Byers.

“Yeah.”

And after that, you and Jonathan became close, super close. You would go to his house for the projects for Only an hour, but soon an hour would turn into two, then three, then maybe a day. You got close with Joyce as you'd basically tell her all your girl problems. From clothes to dresses, to boy problems. And those boy problems were Steve. You explained everything to her, said how you felt and how much shame and humiliation You had felt that day.

“Don't listen to them. Jesus, they seriously have no respect!” she yells as she cups your face. “You are a beautiful, wonderful, and smart girl. If That boy doesn't love you, I am sure there are other boys who would fall in love or are in love with you sweetie.” She says as she brushes your hair behind your ear as you sobbed. “You just need that confidence back. As long as you are confident in yourself, God's, you will feel way better. Trust me.” She says and kisses your forehead. “Always, and I mean, always love yourself first. You are your first priority. You always.”

And her words never left you. You started to eat the foods you like again, wear those pretty dresses you loved to wear and your cute tops with those pretty skirts that made you feel pretty. And Joyce was right, there were some boys who liked You. You'd get compliments from the beautiful outfits you had on or your hair that was nicely made. And Well, it had caught Steve's attention.

But no move was made. You had no plans to make any moves, after all, why should you?

But as you layed in bed all you thought of, “are we even friends?” and that question ate at you. You did want to talk to him. You really did. You missed him, you missed your hang outs and eat outs. You missed his stupid jokes that were so bad it made you laugh at the cringe they were. How you missed it when he'd lay his head on your lap as you played with his hair and his excuse was “my head hurts.” As he lays His head on your lap. How you missed it when he'd just be with you.

But he changed, he's changed a lot. Would you two even be friends Still?

After Will and Barbra had gone missing, you helped as much As you could with Nancy and Jonathan. Putting up missing posters, finding clues, helping Nancy as she felt like people were calling her crazy and helping Joyce and Jonathan.

Everything was messy for you, but you wanted To help them. Even if it took some hours of sleep away from you.

As you three walk, you notice Nancy stop and you give her a puzzled look. “Everything okay Nancy?” You asked. You looked at what she was staring at and your eyes went wide. The movie theater board was covered with red spray paint that had said in big words that had Nancy's name in it. You could hear some giggles and laughs. It catches Nancy's attention and you go to follow her.

Your eyes go wide as you see Steve and his friends. Fuck. You haven't seen him in a while, a good while. You nervously gulp and your eyes go even wider as you see Nancy slap Steve across the face. Things start to get heated soon and you walk up to Nancy. “Nancy just ignored him, let's go, come on. You already know how he is-”

“Oh! And [Name] showed up! Even better!” Steve yells as his friends laugh in the back. You don't Look at Steve and try to pull Nancy away but Steve grabs your arm. “Come on [Name], why don't we catch up and you explain to me what Nancy the Slut Has been doing.” He glares at you. “Leave me alone Steve.”

“What! I Thought we were friends [Last]! What? Just because I rejected your fat ass all of a sudden we aren't friends!” He yelled as he had a tight hold on your arm, his nails digging into your skin. “Fuck off!” You yelled as you slapped him across the face. “We aren't friends Harrington! I hate you!” you yell and hear Jonathan run up to Nancy.

You yank your arm off of Steve. Steve was shocked. Maybe he was shocked over the slap, the words you said or the fact you told him you hated him. That's when Jonathan comes in and grabs your shoulder. “Come on [Name] lets leave-”

“Oh! So you replaced me with a pervert! Hey! Did you even know the photos this pervert takes!” Steve yells and you ignore him as you walk away but Jonathan has enough and throws a punch at Steve. You and Nancy yell for him to stop and get away from him but he continues to fight, now on the floor throwing punches at each other.

Soon the sirens of the cops were headed. You and Nancy try to pull Jonathan away from Steve and the cops stop you all.

Shit.

You, Nancy, And Jonathan were going to grab this damn creator one way or another.

Everything was set and planned. You were holding a box cutter to the palm Of your hand. You look at Nancy as you nod and she nods back to you. She starts to count down and Jonathan looks worried. “You two doing Have to do this you kn-” bit before he could finish Nancy yells, “three!” And you press the cutter to your clam and slash. You squeeze your arm as blood drops down to the carpet. You groan at the pain and at the sight of the blood. You gulp and see Jonathan handing you some bandages. You wrap your arm with it and look over at Nancy and Jonathan.

They were looking at each other from time to time as Jonathan Bandaged up Nancy's hand. In All honesty you felt like the third wheel at the moment. It went quiet as they looked at each Other and you cringe, feeling as if you are interrupting something. Jonathan opens his mouth and Says Nancy's name, it looked like he was about to either confess or kiss her. You jump as you hear the door knocking. “Jonathan! Man, can we talk?” You look at Nancy and at Jonathan. You know that voice.

“It's me Steve, I just want to talk!” Steve?! Your eyes go Wide and look at Nancy. “Just go where Jonathan is. I will handle it.” She says and you stand next to Jonathan. You hear them talk and suddenly the door is kicked open. And he stops mid way as he notices the mess of the house, the bats With nails in it, the blood and bandages On everyone's hand except Steve's. “What the fuck happened!?” He yells as he goes up to you to grab your hand. You yank it away and say, “You need to leave Steve.”

“What? Why?!” He yells and continues to ask question after question. You hear some clicking sounds. That's when Nancy pointed her loaded gun at Steve, who froze. “You have five seconds to leave.”

And the light start To flash, causing you to grab the nailed bat and Jonathan as well. “Nancy, it's here!!” You yell. “What is here?!” Steve yells and Jonathan yells back “I don't know!” you all group into a circle, your backs touching. You all try to concentrate but Steve just kept asking questions and freaking out, it honestly made you want to slap him Again. “Steve, will you please shut up!”

“What?! No, are you crazy! You need to tell me what the hell-”

And a loud breaking sound is heard, causing All of you to stay quiet. Your eyes slowly move at the sound and there it was, the Demogorgon. You hear Nancy shoot Her gun at it as Jonathan grabs her wrist and pulls her into a room. You do the same to Steve and pull him into Will’s room. The door slammed shut and everyone was panting. You let go of his wrist and look at Steve. He was looking back at you, freaking out. He started again. “Jesus! W-What the hell was that?!”

“Shut up!” All three of you yell at Steve, causing him to finally shut his mouth. Nancy gets ready as she points the gun to the door, a tight grip on it as she is ready to shoot at any moment. Jonathan had his lighter ready as well and you and a tight hold on the bat, ignoring the pain on the palm of your hand. All that was heard was the creature moving and making sounds. The trap doesn't Go off, making you bite the inside of your mouth. Soon, the light stops flicking.

You get out a shaky Breath as Jonathan slowly opens the door and all of you walk out slowly to make sure if it's still out there. And Steve starts again and rambles things you can't even hear, being concentrated with your bat at hand. You see Steve run to the phone and try to press the number but Nancy takes the phone away and says, “You will make it come back! So you need to leave NOW!” Nancy yells.

Without a thought Steve runs out of the door. As he leaves the lights start to flicker, causing You to hold tightly to the bat once again. “Come out you piece of shit…” You mumbled As the lights flash and suddenly the lights go off.

That's when you hear Nancy scream as Jonathan is thrown down to the floor by the Demogorgon. You turn immediately and go to hit it from the back to get it off Jonathan. It did But now it was your turn to struggle. It growls at you and is about to push you down to the floor but Nancy shoots at the Demogorgon. You swing at it once more, getting A hit but you are thrown to the wall, causing you to scream from the pain. You stand up the best you can and try to grab your bat but it is suddenly grabbed by someone. You look up to see Steve. Steve attacks the Demogorgon with the bat. He suddenly throws the bat up as it flips and he grabs it, doing one more swing at it in the trap.

You grin as you see him and yell, “It's in the trap! Now!” Jonathan throws the lighter and it screams as it starts to burn Away. You grab Steve's arm as you pull him away from the fire. You all watched it burn, scream it's last cry and everything is quiet except for everyone's pants. You look at Steve who was already looking back at you.

Steve looks at you as he sees you. Something in him made his cheeks Get warm as he saw you. You looked strong, brave. It causes his heart to beat fast as he looks at you. As you turn to look at him he gulps and suddenly notices a cut to your cheek. He rubs his thumb on the blood and says, “I don't really want it coming back if it's blood it's looking for…” He says.

“I'm pretty Sure the piece of shit is dead.” You grin. Steve feels his heart beat at Your words and he looks away. “Yeah…” he says. That's when the Christmas lights flicker but only to three words. M o m

“Mom…?” Jonathan says out loud and you all follow the lights that flicker outside but it soon stops. The silence Is broken by Steve, “Can someone explain now?”

You look at him and say, “It's a long story.”

It's Christmas Eve, everything has gone back to normal after the whole incident. Will was back, safe And sound. El, a girl, had saved him. She saved Hawkins.

You decide to spend Christmas with the Byers, it being your first and last Christmas you get to ever spend with them. You were moving to California in a month because your father was moving due to his work. Your family let you spend Christmas with the Byers. You were in the car with Jonathan going to the Wheelers home to pick up Will.

Jonathan parks the car and you get off either him. A knock on the door and Mrs. Wheeler opens the door. “Oh my! [Name]!” she smiles and lets you and Jonathan in. “Here have some cookies while you two wait.” She smiled and yelled for Will. You nod and happily take the cookies.

“Calm down now girl, the cookies aren't going anywhere.”

“Sounds like your the one who wants them the most Mr. Wheeler.” You say while smiling, causing Mrs. Wheeler laughed. Mr. Wheeler rolls his eyes as she goes back to watching the TV. You chuckled and went somewhere more quiet and alone In the house. Jonathan excuses himself as he goes away and you nod. You waited and waited and sigh as you looked at the clock on the wall.

What the hell is taking him so long? My feet hurt. you thought as you took a bite of your last cookie. “Hey [Name].” You turn and see Steven. “Oh, hey.” You smiled. He walks closer to you and nervously rubs the back of his neck. He was holding a box in his other hand.

“I heard you were leaving Hawkins.” Steve says as he holds on to a box wrapped in Christmas decoration. “Yes, moving to California.” You Say as you fidget with your warm cardigan.

“Will you ever come back to visit?” Steve asked. The way he asked and looked made Him look like a sad puppy with his ears down. “I don't know, we are really only moving there because of my dad's work.” You say and look down at your shoes. “I'll see if I can come back though, to visit and catch up.”

“Can We call? Or send letters?” Steve asked. You look up at him and nod. “Yeah, we can do that.” You smiled at him and Steve smiled back at you. He was nervous. “Well, I have something for you.” He Says as he hands you the box. “Oh shit, sorry Steve I didn't bring you anything.” You hold the Box and Steve shakes his head. “It's alright and in all honesty I don't deserve any gifts from you.” He says and he sighs. “I also want to apologize. I really am sorry for what I said and how I embarrassed you.” He says and you cringe at the memory.

“I said those dumb things because I was stupid. I thought if I just went along with it, Tommy and the rest would just shut up.” He says and gives you an apologetic look. “I'm sorry, I really am.” That's all you wanted to hear from him months ago, those words. That's all you needed.

“Okay.” You smiled. “So is that a I forgive you or…?” You chuckled and nodded. “Yes, it is.” He lets Out a sigh of relief and nods. “Okay, okay.” You giggled and hugged Him. Steve froze but slowly hugged you back. “Please call me, send me letters, send a pigeon, even, anything. Just don't lose contact with me.” You laugh and pull away from the hug. “I will, I will even send you a pigeon.” You say and Steve chuckles.

You look at him and see how beat up he looks. “Honestly you would have had Another bruise On the precious face of yours because you wouldn't shut up at the Byers.” You giggled And Steve sighs. “That's one way of saying thank you and Merry Christmas.” You shake your head and laugh. “Thank you, really.” You say and you don't think at all. You get closer to him and place a kiss on his cheek. “Merry Christmas.”

Steve froze and he simply smiled and nervously laughed, his cheeks turning red. “Um, yeah, Merry Christmas To you as well.” You hear your name get called. “Have to go, take care Harrington.”

“You too [Last].”

You run out of the house as you get in the car. You look at Jonathan and see the gift. “Oh from who?”

“Nancy.” He says and Will asks if he could open the box. He opens it and Jonathan is shocked by the Camera, a brand new one. And a good one. “Can I open yours [Name].” You shrug and hand him the box as well.

He opens it and he Chuckles. He holds out a polaroid Picture, an old one. “You look funny here. And is that Steve?” He asks as he points. Your eyes go wide as you look at the picture. You grab it and smile. “Oh my god, I forgot about This.”

“So, are you and Steve on good terms?”

You look at the Picture and nod. “Yeah, we Are.” You say. “Oh shit!” Will says.

“Hey watch your mouth!” You yell. “It's not like you say It all the time.” You roll Your eyes. “What is it anyways?”

“You went to the snowball dance with Steve Harrington! No way!” Will yells and you snatch the picture. “Shut it!” You say and look at it. You smiled as you started to remember. Steve had invited you to the party, he was so nervous and anxious when he asked you that day.

Will soon hands you an album. It was Pictures of you and Steve and mostly you as a kid. You smiled at all of them and there was still space for new ones. You close the album and Look at Jonathan as he is driving. “So, will you show me?”

“nope, Not at all. They are embarrassing.”

“Eh, I'll just sneak and grab it anyways.” Jonathan says and you chuckled. You rolled your eyes and hugged the album close to you. You smiled softly As you remembered the old memories.

You are going to Miss Hawkins and Steve for sure.

A/N:DAMN I have not watched stranger things in a good while. I might rewatch it(o have to for the story) favorite season is season 3 because Steve is so goofy and I love that Mf Okay bye see you next chapter! Also guys I'm super in to Jujutsu Kaisen my JJK phase is back I watched it when it cane out animated and omg I love Satoru Gojo sm I use to hate him but now I love him idfk what happened to Me lol okay bye now

[chestharrington]

okay, here’s some hot takes for your wednesday evening:

- honestly, fuck nancy wheeler. i cannot stand her and her holier-than-thou bullshit

- i can’t understand why ppl ship robin/nancy when nancy is only nice to her maybe 10% of the time

- actually, i dislike the entire wheeler family (except holly, bless her)

- mike is so whiny and annoying past s1 and it’s become intolerable. his internalized homophobia mixed with excessive angst is just a no for me. (though, i suppose that’s actually fairly accurate for a 14 y/o boy so rock on, duffers)

- karen wheeler is doing better this season, i guess, but i can’t forgive her for actually considering sleeping with someone the same age as her oldest child. she would have known this, as billy introduces himself as a “friend” of nancy’s in s2. (whether she went thru with it or not, it’s concerning to say the least). i do think she cares about her children ultimately but is deeply unhappy with her life. and given ted wheeler being… ted wheeler, that is understandable. but idk maybe buy a vibrator instead of sleeping with a barely-legal teenager

- steve actually wasn’t an asshole in s1, with the exception of terrible choice in friends and a few out-of-line comments. if someone took a picture of me in a compromising position without my consent, i’d smash their fucking camera myself. steve’s an better person than me for not only buying him a new camera but for letting him think it was nancy. sure, the comments about jonathan’s father and homophobic remarks weren’t okay, but like ?? he did not owe jonathan a new camera or anything rlly and i stand by that

- steve did not spray paint the hawk in s1: it was tommy. we are even shown him doing further vandalism when nancy and jonathan arrive. he was complicit, sure, but he did immediately help to clean it up, split lip and all.

- i’m sorry, but i can’t get past jonathan being a total creep (and not in the good way like our beloved perv!steve hc’s) i can buy the excuse he was looking for will, though why on earth would he have been in steve harrington’s house? more importantly, even if we give him the benefit of the doubt for that, he still should not have developed and kept that picture of nancy. simple as

- that said, natalia and charlie have my heart. this is not a hot take, they’re just adorable <3

I agree with everything u said except Nancy slander 😔 she is my baby girl and I will defend her with my entire chest. I am sorry to break it to u like this but I love her 💕

But yeah the wheeler family is just?? So toxic?? Karen lusting after a minor was weird, Ted is a weirdo, and mike is either homophobic or just a bad friend. Holly needs to get OUT!!! And Nancy enjoy Boston girl queen 💕💕

Also yeah fuck Jonathan I don’t like him I don’t care for him he’s given this show dust while everyone else is giving their all. He could die and the show wouldn’t be affected at all. And I personally would be happy as a viewer

Thank u for the hot takes beloved 💕

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

S.T REWRITE - S1:E3; Chapter Three, Holly, Jolly - [Pt.5 - FINAL PART]

A Will Byers x Reader Series

With the help of their new friend, Y/n, Mike, Dustin, and Lucas set out to search for Will. Joyce is convinced her missing son is trying to talk to her.

||3rd Person POV||

Nancy slammed the front door behind her.

"Hey! You're home early! How was the game?" Karen Wheeler asked, never looking up from her mixing bowl.

When Nancy didn't reply, Karen looked up. She found her daughter standing in the hallway, clearly fighting tears.

"Nancy? What's the matter?"

Nancy couldn't hold back her tears any longer.

"It's Barb. I think... something happened. Something terrible." Her voice came out in a hoarse whisper and Karen stared at her daughter worriedly.

× × ×

"I don't know, Chief." Powell sighed.

The two men were seated at one of the tables at the library.

"What don't you know?"

"This lady Terry Ives, sounds like a real nut to me. Her kid was taken for LSD mind control experiments? She's been discredited. Claim was thrown out--"

"Okay, forget about her." Hopper interjects, swiping the newspaper clipping aside and pulling up a different one.

"Take a look at this."

Hopper points the man in the lab coat and tie from the column he found earlier.

"Dr. Martin Brenner."

"Who?"

"Brenner. He runs Hawkins Lab."

"Okay."

Hopper scoffs, and leans back in his chair.

"You don't find that interesting?"

"Not really." Powell states, clearly still confused. "He was involved in some hippie crap back in the day, so what?"

"No, this isn't hippie crap. This is CIA-sanctioned research."

"Doesn't mean he had anything to do with our kid." Powell offers.

"Come on. Look at that. Hospital gowns. All of 'em. Now that piece of fabric that the teacher found by the pipe. That sure looked like a hospital gown to me, huh? Am I wrong?" Hopper pressed.

"I don't know, Chief."

Hopper sighed deeply. "Come on, man. Work with me here. I'm not saying that there's some grand conspiracy. I'm just..."

Hopper pauses, sighing once more. "I'm saying maybe something happened. Maybe Will was in the wrong place at the wrong time and he saw something that he shouldn't have."

Powell considered this. "It's a reach."

"It's a start."

Suddenly the crackling of the comms interrupted their thoughts. Callahan's voice crackled on the other end.

"Hey, Powell, is the chief with you?"

Before Powell could respond, Hopper leaned forward with a sigh and picked up. "Hopper here. What do you got?"

The library doors slammed open and Hopper and Powell ran out to the car in a hurry. The sun was setting by now, and they hopped in the car. The vehicle roared to life as the sirens began blaring.

||Reader's POV||

We were still walking, my feet grew sore and darkness had already set in. El was at the front, taking confident strides, the boys and I following eagerly behind. That's when it hit me.

I know this road. This is Will's house.

'What are we doing here?'

She stopped and turned around, facing all of us.

"Here."

"Yeah, this is where Will lives."

"Hiding." She said.

I blinked a few times, unsure.

"But... I-I don't understand." My heart fell.

"No, no, this is where he lives. He's missing from here. Understand?"

Lucas and Dustin had finally caught up, the two of them dropped their bikes in frustration. Something in Lucas snapped, and he spoke up, clearly frustrated.

"What are we doing here?"

"She said he's hiding here."

"Um... no!"

Anxiety began to take over my body as the boys began to argue. I wanted to defend El but, truthfully I was having a hard time with it myself.

"I swear, if we walked all the way out here for nothing--" Dustin began, but he was quickly cut off by Lucas shouting.

"That's exactly what we did. I told you she didn't know what the hell she was talking about!"

Mike, who was looking less and less patient, turned to El.

"Why did you bring us here?"

El seemed to lose the ability to speak properly. She stuttered, clearly nervous.

"Mike, don't waste your time with her."

As the boys continued fighting, I brought my hand up to my chin. Nervously scratching my wound, just so my hand could be occupied. A nervous habit of mine.

"What do you want to do then?"

'Wait a minute.'

"Call the cops, like we should have done yesterday."

'That's not possible.'

"We are not calling the cops!"

'My wound. It's... It's gone. Completely gone.'

My face contorted out of confusion and bewilderment. But before I could register 

what was happening, Dustin began shouting to get out attention. I looked to him, waiting.

"Hey, guys?"

"What other choice do we have?"

"Guys!"

We all turned and watched as Dustin stepped forward. His eyes on the nearby road. We all fell silent.

And that's when I heard it.

'No. No, no, no.'

The daunting sound of sirens grew louder with every second. A few police cars zoomed by.

'That could be anything. Right?'

An ambulance was in close pursuit.

My stomach plunged.

"Will..." the words left my mouth without me realizing. I ran for my bike and the boys followed.

We sped off into the night, my bike tires sprayed mud all over me, soaking my socks as we zipped through puddles and over hills, but I didn't care.

'I have to get to him.'

He has to be okay.

He has to be.

||3rd Person POV||

Joyce set down the paint can and looked to wall of letters, shaking. "Okay. Okay, baby, talk to me." She shifted on her feet nervously rubbing her hands together. "Talk to me. Where are you?"

'R'

"'R.' Good, good, good, good. That's good. Come on, come on."

'I'

"'I...G...H...T...H...E...R...E.''Right here.' 'Right here?' I-I don't know what that means. I need you to tell me what to do. What should I do? How do I get to you? How do I find you? What should I do?"

'R'

'U'

'N'

The strange sound of crunching and chomping can be heard before every light in the house begins to flicker violently. She turns around in silent terror and sees the massive figure push it's way through the wall. It tears through the wall like fabric and staggers in. Joyce sprints for the back door.

||Reader's POV||

The chase felt like it lasted for hours. Normally I would be exhausted by now, but I was too worried about Will. I was much farther ahead of everybody but not enough that we couldn't communicate..

Time seemed to stretch on forever as we rode through the fog. It was harder to recognize the area at night, but I was fairly certain we were near to the quarry.

'Oh, no. Please, no.'

||3rd Person POV||

Joyce hasn't stopped running since she left the living room. Her legs grew tired as she ran down the concrete road but she refused to stop. She spares a second to look behind her as she runs and when she looks back a car comes to a halt barely missing her.

"Mom?" Jonathan calls, scrambling out of the car to his startled mother.

"Mom, what happened?"

Joyce only whimpered as she held her son tight.

||Reader's POV||

"Oh, God no." I whined.

We made it down to the quarry and there were at least three police cars, a fire truck and an ambulance. A bunch of firemen and paramedics were standing just knee deep in the water.

We came to a grinding halt behind the firetruck and I abandoned my bike as soon as my feet touched the ground.

I ran to the end of the firetruck, peeking out from the side. I knew that if I made myself known they would shoo me away.

I watched in horror as they pulled a lifeless body from the water, and placed it on a water rescue stretcher.

Tears were brimming in my eyes, making it harder to tell who it was. I don't want to believe it, I really truly don't, but some were deep down I knew.

"It's not Will. It can't be." Mike said, disbelieving.

My heart was in my throat as I fought back the tears which were now stinging my eyes.

But then I saw it. The small, lifeless body. He was wearing the same red vest he wore on that night. I was speechless. Tears streaked down my cheeks as I lost my breath. It made me shrink into Lucas, I buried my face in his shoulder and he wrapped an arm around me.

"It's Will. It's really Will." Lucas whispered.

The noise I made was incoherent. I let out wail and tore myself away from Lucas's embrace.

"Will? Will!" I called. Lucas and Dustin pulled me back. I fought and screamed my throat raw. I wanted to get to him. To see if it was really true. But I was too weak. Defeat set in and I went limp, collapsing onto the ground and I hugged my knees.

"Mike..." El choked out. She reached a hand out to Mike's shoulder in comfort and slapped her away.

"'Mike'? 'Mike,' what? You were supposed to help us find him alive! You said he was alive!"

I couldn't stop my tears. I feel confused, angry, frightened. I feel heartbreak.

"You said he was alive! Why did you lie to us? What's wrong with you? What is wrong with you?"

"Mike..."

"What?"

She stared at Mike, at a loss for words. She turned to me, but all I could do was look up at her. I hugged my knees and cried more. Panic consumed her as she looked at me and then back at Mike.

"Will..." I whimpered.

"Mike, come on. Don't do this man. Mike." Lucas voice broke.

I didn't care he was leaving. It didn't even completely register. I just sat there, mourning my best friend.

"Mike, where are you going? Mike!"

I sat there, numb as I watched them pull Will out of the water. I watched as Will's lifeless, pale body was carried off by strangers.

'Why? Why him? Why now?’

Another sob wracked my body as I watched completely helpless as my best friend was being carried away in body bag.

||3rd Person POV||

Mike swung open his front door and slammed it just as fast. He stood frozen in front of his parents who looked to be comforting Nancy.

"Michael?" Karen called. "What's wrong?" She strode swiftly towards her weeping son who hesitantly held his arms out. She enveloped him in a hug and he collapsed into sobs.

× × ×

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[wheneveryourereddie]

The Heart Wants What It Wants

Inspired by this edit 

Read on AO3 

Summary: Richie and Mike are twins but couldn’t be anymore opposite. Even though Mike is happy with his relationship with Jane (Eleven), he can’t get his brother’s boyfriend out of his head.

Warning: There is this thing called ANGST near the end, so yeah, there’s that.

A/n: I’M STILL A REDDIE SHIPPER! PLUS MILEVEN IS ALL THE FUCKING WAY! I just saw this edit from instagram and I thought it was a cool idea, besides all the angst.

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Richie and Mike maybe identical twins, but they couldn’t be anymore opposite then each other. Richie would always be coming up with the most ridiculous ideas while Mike would be needing to calm him down somehow. Even the way they dressed was different! Richie always had his glasses and Hawaiian shirts and ripped jeans. Mike could just be easily found wearing his navy blue hoodie or a decorated sweater and normal jeans. The two do love each other, they just don’t show it much.

“Did you do the homework?” Dustin hoped, pulling out his notebook.

“Yeah, it’s due next lesson,” Will nodded.

“Shit!” Dustin curse as he messily scribbled down something.

“You do this every time with English!” Lucas exclaimed.

Dustin groaned, “I’m sorry, but since when do I need to know Shakespeare’s work on Romeo and Juliet in my life!?”

“Right now would be a great time!” Max groaned.

“What does he do?” Jane asked confused.

“Leave his homework to the last minute as some sort of statement,” Lucas tried to explain.

“Jesus Christ!” Dustin sighed, “Mike, back me up here!”

Mike wasn’t listening to their stupid argument. His mind was far away from what was going on in front of him. Instead, Mike was watching something completely different. His attention was drawn towards his twin brother, Richie and his little boyfriend.

Of course, Richie had once again somehow injured himself. Only god knows how he did it, but there he was with Eddie. The two were sitting on the staircase of the school halls while others past by them. Richie was going on about something he probably saw while Eddie would make a comment here and there.

“Mike? Earth to Mike Wheeler?”

The last bandage went on and Eddie let out a sigh of relief. Richie smiled as he laced his fingers within Eddie’s little fingers. A small smile formed on Eddie’s lips, leaning his head onto his boyfriend’s shoulder. Mike saw his brother say something stupid, earning a disgusted face from the smaller figure. Laughter erupted from Richie as Eddie chuckled along with him.

“Jesus fucking Christ! Mike!”

It didn’t take long for Richie to soon start placing kisses on the side of Eddie’s face. That’s where Mike ruled the line. His eyes darted way from the happy couple. His gut was getting all twisted and jumbled up from what he saw. Mike clenched his jaw as he tried to forget the memory.

He had no idea why the hell he’s been feeling like this for a while. The Wheelers have known the Kaspbraks since kindergarten, they were cabin buddies in the 4th grade! It was just that Richie ended up being the gay, well bi, one of the family. With that, he found out the guy he liked was gay and thought fuck it. Mike knew Eddie was gay, and into guys like Richie for some reason. Hell, Mike wasn’t anywhere near gay, let alone bi like Richie! So then why the living fuck can’t he get Eddie out of his damn mind!

“oh my GOD! MIKE WHEELER!”

“What!?” He finally gave them the attention.

“Lucas is yelling at me for not doing my English homework, but in reality I won’t be needing it in the future!” Dustin tried to catch him up. “Now! Could you please explain to Lucas that there is no reason to study it.”

“You guys are freakin’ children,” Mike rolled his eyes.

“No we’re not!”

“We’re all children, you idiot,” Max corrected them. “We’re still under the age of 18.”

Dustin shook his head in annoyance, “You guys are fucking useless,” stuffing his notebook back into his backpack.

Will looked around, trying to find a clock, but stumble upon something almost illegal, “oh god.”

“What?” Max asked, looking in the same direction. “Is your brother trying to swallow him?”

Mike looked over, only to regret it later in advance. Richie’s arms were wrapped around the smaller figure as he pulled Eddie closer to him. Eddie had both hands on Richie’s face, trying to steady the hormonal boy. Meanwhile, both the boys looked like they were trying to eat each other until one is gone. Mike really wanted to stop the two, he really did, but he knew once he goes over he’ll never hear the end of it.

“Just ignore them,” Jane pulled Mike away.

Lucas, “yeah guys, just ignore them.”

“How about as revenge, dress up as Richie and try to make out Eddie,” Dustin thought.

“And this is why I come up with the ideas,” Lucas sighed.

“Even if I could, or wanted to,” he won’t lie, Mike did want to, just to see what it was like, “Richie tried dressing up as me for halloween, thought I was so emo it would be scary.”

“Did it work?” Will asked.

“He burnt himself with Nancy’s straightener and couldn’t even leave the house without bumping

into something.”

“Why?”

“Probably because a bat can see God compared to Richie!”

The party all nodded and tried to ignore the two. It was like a gift from the Lord when the bell rang. The group disbanded to the classes they had next. Mike, being the gentleman he is, he walked alongside Jane to her next class.

“Are you alright?”

“What?” Mike asked, confused.

“When Lucas and Dustin were arguing, you kept on looking at Eddie and Richie,” Jane explained. “You didn’t look happy.”

“I was just grossed out by them,” Mike shrugged off. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” Jane asked, a little more hopeful this time.

Mike gave his girlfriend a warning smile, “trust me, I’m alright.”

Jane returned the smiled, then gave him a quick peck before skipping off to her next class. Mike smiled and continued his journey to his own class. That’s when it clicked. Oh shit, Eddie was in his next class.

~~~

“Why is Richie’s t-twin staring at you?” Bill asked, looking behind them.

“I don’t know,” Eddie looked behind him.

Oh god, Mike was full on staring at him. It took Mike a few seconds to realise Eddie made eye contact with him. He shuffled in his chair then starting paying attention to the lector. Eddie rolled his eyes as he pull his phone out.

“Wh-wah-what are you doing?” Bill asked.

“Texting him,” Eddie laid his phone out flat on the table, “cover me.”

Edd K: u need 2 stop starin

Mike’n Ikes: i wasnt starin!

Edd K: bullshit! u left scars on my head!

“What’s he saying?” Bill asked.

“Nothin’ yet,” Eddie sighed.

Edd k: why u starin’ anyways?

Mike’n Ikes: ur big head iz in da way

“Mr. Kaspbrak!” The teacher erupted, making poor little Eddie jump. Her heels clicked against the titles as she strutted forward towards the boys. Her hands were glued to her hips, “texting in my class?”

“I was texting him!” Mike stood up.

The teacher turned around, her stand becoming more strong, “and why would that be?” Mike hesitated, he couldn’t think of a lie right on the spot. “Well Mr.Wheeler?”

There was nothing but complete silence within the air. It would’ve possible to hear a pin drop.

“Still nothing?”

“No, ms.”

“Then how about continuing your conversation in the principal's office?”

“What?” Mike questioned. “Ms, come on!”

“Now!” Then turned back to Eddie, “You too Eddie.”

All Eddie did was groan and flung his backpack over his shoulder. Mike did the same thing and followed Eddie down the hall.

The two boys sat in complete silence, probably planning on how to kill each other. Mike had his backpack by his feet and his hands in his jacket. Eddie had one leg over the other, twiddling his thumbs in stress. Fumes were leaving Eddie’s ears in smoke.

“My mom’s gonna kill me!” Eddie sighed, running a hand through his comb hair.

“Sucks to be you then!” Mike groaned.

“This is your fault!”

“No, it’s not!”

“If you just paid attention, none of this would’ve happened!” Eddie started.

“I told you! Your giant head was in the fucking way!”

“We were on completely different sides of the class!”

“You’re annoying!”

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up Einstein!”

The door opened as a student left the room. It wasn’t surprising that it was Richie himself leaving the principal's office. What was surprising was finding his boyfriend and his brother there though.

“Wait there for a few minutes boys,” the administration instructed, then closed the door.

A smirk grew on Richie, “oh my holy shit!” His smile grew bigger. “What did my little bro and little spaghetti do?”

It was almost like on command, the two said together, “he did it.”

“Woah,” Richie chuckled. “You gotta explain at lunch!”

“I will,” Eddie sighed. “I’ll see you later.”

“See ya,” Richie pecked his cheek, then turned to his brother, “you’re fucked.”

“Piss off,” Mike hissed.

“Whatever you say, little bro,” he smirked, then walked off.

“You’re only older by 8 seconds!”

~~~

“He hasn’t been acting up!”

“Richie! He has!” Eddie tried to get his message across. “He’s been staring at me a lot more the usual, tries to start conversations with me, more touchy-,”

“Touchy!?” Richie stood up properly against the lockers. “How touchy? Touchy as in hand holding, or as in wants to have a taste of your special sauce?”

“Richie!”

“I’m only asking Eds!” Richie defended for himself. “I’ll talk to him.”

“A, stop call me that & B, I better do it,” Eddie groaned.

“You sure? Cause I’ve been told we look almost like clones?” Richie was going on. “You could mistake him for me, and then that could lead to you being on your hands and knees like the other night!”

“Richie! I’ve known the both of you for god knows how long!” Eddie tried to calm him down. “I’ve got it.”

“Ah, Fine!” Richie slouched against the lockers. “I guess I won’t be your knight in shining armour!”

“You aren’t even a Knight!” Stan walked up to the couple, along with Bill and Beverly. “Let alone one in shining armour.”

“Wow, thanks, Stan!” Richie pulled a fake smile, the flipped him off.

“What did the p-principal say?” Bill asked.

“Principal?” Bev asked. “What happened Eddie?”

“Richie’s brother, that’s what happened.”

“Don’t worry Little Eds!” Richie smiled. “I’ve already got my revenge plan.”

“I said I was gonna talk to him.”

~~~

He knew where to go. This place was special to them, the three of them. Now it was different. They grew up and moved on to other things. Yet, whenever one of them is asked to meet here, then it defiantly serious.

This was those times.

Eddie waited for him there. His hands were constantly shaking in fear. The tension was already high in the thick air. He couldn’t wait anymore, where the hell was he?

The sound of gravel being pushed around startled him. Footsteps got louder the closer they came to Eddie. A tall figure took his seat next to Eddie on the log. The two did not make any eye connection whatsoever. Now it was time.

“I called you every night.”

“Yeah, I saw.”

“And did nothing!?” Mike asked, almost sounding heartbroken.

“What was I supposed to do?” Eddie finally looked over to Mike. “It was one stupid kiss, Mike!” Eddie stood up. “We were forced to kiss, remember?”

“Yes!” Mike stood up too. “Very clearly!”

“But that was months ago,” Eddie’s voice was more gentle now. “Mike. Ever since that damn party you’ve been acting differently towards me.”

“I know,” Mike sighed his bottom lip quivering, “and I fucking hate it.”

“If you continue this, Jane’s gonna find out,” Eddie tried to convince him.

Mike licked his lips, “she did this morning.”

“What did she asked?”

“That I was alright,” Mike hesitated, “because I saw you and Richie together, on the stairs.”

Eddie remembered that, oh so very clear. He just didn’t consider who was watching. He and Richie were too caught up in the moment to even care if a teacher had seen them. If only he was cautious a few hours ago.

“Mike,” his voice was soft but broken, “What I need right now is an explanation, not a full one, but at least an idea on what the hell is going on with you!”

“You wanna know!?” Mike cracked. “I wish I knew too!” Eddie was taken by his sudden outburst. “I wanna know why you’re always on my mind! I wanna know why it hurts so much me seeing you and Richie together! I wanna know why I want Richie to hurt you so I could be there for you! THE LIST GOES ON EDWARD KASPBRAK!” Mike had grown sick of this pain, now he was letting go of it. Tears started to drip down his cheeks and onto the gravel. “I wanna know why I’ve felt like this since that damn night.”

Eddie pressed his lips together as he swiped his tears away with his sleeve, “so what? Are you gay now or something ?”

Mike huffed, “I don’t know if this makes me gay, or bi or whatever the hell people want to identify them with these days.” Mike stepped closer to Eddie, the air getting thicker. “All I know is that, whatever these feelings are, there for you.”

“Mike,” Eddie sighed as he tried to hide more of the tears, “you know I can’t accept this, even if I wasn’t dating Richie or if I just wanted to.”

“I know,” Mike let out another tear. “I can’t force you to.”

“I love Richie, you’re twin.”

“That’s the only thing we have in common, besides our looks,” Mike chuckle. “We both love you.”

Another tear left Eddie’s sore eyes, “I really am sorry, Mike.”

Mike nodded, “it’s okay.”

“Goodbye, Mike.”

“Goodbye, Eddie.”

Then like that, he was gone.

[cryingbilldenbrough]

Ok for the wheelzier twins i cant help to think that they bicker over the most mundane of things like cereal then milk or milke then cereal and which came first: the chicken or the egg. The one thing that will forever be something they go head to head against is who was born first like richie thinks its him bc of some overly complicated thing like the cosmos and universe and mike thinks its him bc he has like pictures of him as a baby before richie came out but richie feels those were faked

ok so i touched on this a liiiittle in this post, but i firmly believe that richie is older and it is a defining characteristic of his and mike’s relationship (or lackthereof)

step one: richard wentworth wheeler is born, kicking and screaming his lungs out, at 11:59am on a tuesday. he’s got a full head of hair and squinty eyes

three minutes later michael theodore wheeler makes his debut. he’s already taller than richie and he cries like he’s irritated to be alive

from that moment on, it’s all downhill

nancy is what, four? so she like wants to hold “her babies” and their dad takes turns setting both boys carefully down into her outstretched arms, teaching her how to support the head

and immediately, baby richie loves nancy

baby mike is not impressed and doesn’t stop screaming until his mom takes him back

“my richie” nancy says, running a chubby finger down his cheek, and fate is Sealed

so like, the idea is that richie and nancy bond a lot throughout their childhood

cause here is the big thing: mike and richie are two different kinds of kid

richie is a geek

and mike is a nerd

and nancy wheeler is most definitely a geek

richie bonds with his big sister over schoolwork, studying math and science together

they do like, cute little science projects like building lava volcanoes in the kitchen and like digging in the mud in the backyard

richie sleeps on nancy’s floor for like a whole year when they’re eight because he and mike get in a fight over who gets top bunk on their bunk beds

he comes down to breakfast with his toenails painted and mike isn’t jealous of that but he is kind of jealous of the way nancy ruffles richie’s hair fondly

mike only gets to spend time with nancy when she humors him plays fantasy board games with him and even that’s few and far between

nancy is also the only one who really gets richie’s humor, laughing quietly into her hand at the dinner table

mike sometimes thinks they would have been better off twins rather than him and richie

mike builds the blanket fort in the basement to escape them sometimes, to curl up in the darkness and to forget that there’s supposed to be someone by his side

so mike goes out and makes friends of his own and tries to ignore how much it hurts when richie calls himself “your big brother”

cause they were supposed to be in this together, that’s what twins means

so he’s like………. super lonely……….. throughout childhood

and then! he meets will byers on the playground

and it’s the BEST DAY OF HIS LIFE

because finally, he gets someone of his own

someone who understands him the way his twin was supposed to and someone who loves him 4 him, not for preconceived notions of who he should be!

BUT will byers goes missing

and like, richie has been really distant lately so when mike comes to him, close to tears because will wasnt in school and the cops wanted to talk to him and mom and dad wont let mike go out and look for him and he doesn’t know what to do,

richie gets this weird look in his eyes

and grabs mike by the shoulders and is like

“do NOT go looking for him”

“you’re not my fucking dad, rick,” mike shoots back and like, richie looks more seriously than mike has ever seen

“i’m not joking, mikey!” richie says, shaking his brother’s shoulders “there’s bad things in this town”

mike hits his hands away angrily and stalks down to the basement to call lucas on the walkie talkie

later, mike finds out that as soon as he left richie, his brother called bill denbrough and whispered down the line how scared he was

but all mike knew then was that his twin was trying to be his Smart Big Brother again and he’s fucking grown out of that shit! he’s too old to get treated like richie’s annoying little brother!!

anyway, mike goes out and meets eleven and has another person who likes him best and suddenly he’s not sad about it anymore

he’s fucking angry

one night nancy defends richie at the dinner table, arguing with mike that richie didn’t steal his gameboy, you forgot it at school again you idiot

and they’re teaming up against him, with twin looks of distaste at mike on their faces

and mike’s HAD IT

he pushes off from the dinner table stalks up to his room and he can hear nancy’s footsteps behind him

“you always liked richie better anyway” mike says, slamming the door

nancy barges right into his room as he throws himself down onto the bottom bunk

“i dont like richie better!” she says and mike rolls his eyes into the covers

“i dont!” nancy repeats, sitting down on the corner of the bed. she reaches a hand out to touch mike’s back and he flips over to glare at her

“he should have been your twin” mike mutters and nancy sighs

suddenly she looks a lot older than mike thinks she should

“i know i spent more time with rick when we were kids than i did with you,” nancy starts “but he was such a lonely kid, mike.”

mike is silent

“you had your friends like will and dustin and lucas and richie didn’t have anyone,” 

mike’s angry now, because richie had HIM 

richie had MIKE and he didn’t think mike was GOOD ENOUGH

“it’s not your fault. you’re allowed to have favorites,” mike says, and something’s burning in his chest “richie wasn’t supposed to, though”

“what?” nancy says and mike feels tears prick at his eyes

“he was supposed to always like me best and he picked you instead”

“oh, mike,” nancy says as he cries into his hands

and it’s an old pain but it aches anyway and mike lets it flow out of him as nancy rubs his back

his eyes are dry when richie comes into their room later and he rolls over in bed so richie doesn’t try to talk to him

later, mike knows nancy told richie about it

because things are different

richie invites him and will and dustin and lucas along to go to the movies with him and his friends

(friends mike honestly didn’t notice richie making, and to be honest there’s a LOT of them)

richie takes him biking with eddie kaspbrak and bill denbrough, who mike remembers meeting when will was still presumed missing because bill was the only kid whose parents let him go along with the search party

and one night, long after everyone else has gone to sleep, mike finds richie in the basement blanket fort

(he’d been sneaking downstairs to try eleven on the walkie)

richie’s curled up against the wall and he nods at mike as he climbs down the stairs

“what are you doing up?” mike asks, folding his knees to his chest and pulling the blanket closed around them

richie looks kind of pale in the soft light

“couldn’t sleep,” he answers and mike sees the dark circles under his glasses “had a nightmare”

“you’ve been having a lot of those lately” mike observes and richie is silent

mike knows something happened last summer, while he was too busy trying to move on and make new friends, and it changed richie

he’s a little more serious now, a little more careful

“dont worry about me” richie says, putting on one of his annoying Voices “your old big bro is doing just fine”

and mike sighs

he thought they were over this but apparently not

“what?” richie says, noticing his slumped shoulders

“you’re not my big brother”

“am too,” richie argues “those three minutes without you were the best three minutes of my life” 

mike’s heard this joke before and he’s really just tired tonight

he starts to get up and richie catches his arm

“you know…” he starts, biting his lip. “you can tell me anything right?”

“i know,” mike sighs and richie just holds harder 

“you know i gotta watch out for you right?” richie says and its almost desperate? it’s almost like he needs mike to assure him he’s needed??? and mike is Not Feeling It. “thats what big brothers do”

“YOURE NOT MY BIG BROTHER” mike yells, and he knows he’s gonna wake somebody up but he doesnt care because richie just WONT GET IT

“you’ve never been my fucking older brother” and richie looks so hurt and it kind of makes mike feel good so he keeps going “you dont need to take care of me, i can fucking look after myself, you’re just a dumb trashmouth why dont u go mother one of your weird geek friends im so fucking sick of you”

and richie looks WRECKED

(richie only ever wanted mike to look up to him like richie looks up to nancy)

(he didn’t know that by trying to be mike’s confidant he was pushing him further away)

“i don’t need an older brother” mike is wrapping up, and there’s tears running down richie’s face and steaming up his glasses and mike’s crying too and gOD he really didn’t want to do this but it feels so fucking good to get it all out “i just need my twin”

richie fuckin knocks into him like a ton of bricks, wrapping his arms around mike and squeezing him tight

and they cry together, tucked into the blanket fort with only the light of a lamp shining across the basement

send me prompts/headcanons/fic requests!

[budapestalloveragain]

marlon @lovelybenny​ tagged me to list ten of my favourite female characters in ten fandoms and then tag ten people (hmm we’ll see about that) tysm jiejie i love u lots and i hope you are having the time of your life in amsterdam <333

i. claire temple/night nurse - marvel netflix (defenders) ii. natasha romanoff/black widow - mcu iii. gaby teller - tmfu iv. el/eleven - stranger things v. elektra natchios - marvel netflix (defenders) vi. nancy wheeler - stranger things vii. missandei - game of thrones viii. yara greyjoy - game of thrones ix. rey - star wars x. leia organa - star wars

okie i’m gonna tag dia @champagnemagnus & ejay @thriftmom, go for it if you’re feeling like it and if not then that’s fine too (also open invitation @anyone who wants to as always !)