#peggy sue got married?

[books-apples-socks]

me on my quest not to rag on francis ford coppola and get pelted in the face/put in the stocks for it part 8348329239: captain's log it's not going well

[ohmy80s]

Nicolas Cage / Peggy Sue Got Married (1986)

[sacredwhores]

Francis Ford Coppola - Peggy Sue Got Married (1986)

[periodically80s]

[ittakestwopod]

[sofiasgirls]

Kathleen Turner in Francis Ford Coppola’s ‘Peggy Sue got Married’ (1986).

Sofia Coppola’s ‘The Virgin Suicides’ (1999). Kathleen Turner was cast as Mrs. Lisbon.

[notebooknonbinary]

Byler Week, Day 2: 80s Movies (Peggy Sue Got Married, 1986)

(technically a sequel to this. All you need to know is that Mike and Will can read each other's minds--and they know that they like each other.)

Mike and Will are back in the Upside Down—in Hopper’s cabin. This time, at least, they’re not alone. Outside, Joyce and Hopper are keeping watch so they can get some sleep. Unfortunately, neither one of them can. So they’re just laying beside each other, listening to the faint murmuring of the couple outside. 

“Mom and I made up last week,” Mike finally murmurs into the quiet air. He sees Will immediately turn to face him. “Yeah? How did that go?”

“She apologized for putting all the secret keeping on me—aparently Nance really reamed her on that after the fight.”

“Well, good. You deserved to be apologized to.”

Mike hides his smile in the crook of his elbow, wondering if Will can feel how giddy Mike gets when Will defends him. (The answer, he suspects, is yes.)

“Thanks,” he whispers. “Then we watched a movie that came out recently? Honestly, it was kind of stupid—Peggy Sue Was Married? Or something like that—but me and Mom both kind of hated it, so we made fun of it together.” Will snaps his fingers. “Peggy Sue Got Married? El and I watched that one, I liked it until she got back with the cheating husband at the end—”

“—that's why Mom thought it was stupid. I guess she saw that’s where it was going and felt it would have ended better if Peggy decided to go through with the divorce.” Mike is silent for a long moment. He picks at the hangnail on his thumb. “Then she started crying and said that she’s been daydreaming about divorcing my dad.” “Oh, Mike…” “She said she’s held out for our sakes, and honestly I almost picked a fight with her about it. I wish they would divorce.”

Will reaches out and grabs Mike’s hand. “Maybe my Mom can talk to her about it after this is all done with.”

"Maybe."

Mike laces their fingers together, and leans over to press the briefest of kisses to their interlocked fingers.

They’re on the precipice of being in a relationship—having confessed and kissed, and accidentally formed a powers-bond—but unwilling to take that final step of calling each other boyfriends. 

If Mike were to lose Will…

He thinks back to the night after Will’s fake body was discovered (easy with Vecna’s recent reminder), those few hours where Mike had well and truly believed Will to be dead. And the hours afterwards where he’d remained terrified of Will slipping through his fingers forever.

He tightens his grip on Will’s hand, scooching just a bit closer to him. Will obligingly curls nearer to him, twinning their free hands together.

They fall asleep like this.

-

When Mike wakes up, it’s to the kind of crusty eyes he associates with late night crying sessions. He feels off and tired and like there’s too much stuff crowding his brain. He sits up, finding himself in his basement—but it’s also wrong.

It’s not the basement of the past year (messy with so many of his family friends living in it), but nor is it the basement in the Upside Down, cold and damp, but free of Vines.

It’s the basement of four years ago. Warm, filled with toys and Will’s drawings. 

When he looks at his hands, they’re tiny and scuffed from falling off his bike last night.

Wait, no, not last night. Four years ago.

Right?

He looks to the corner to see a tiny version of El, awake and fiddling with his old Walkie-Talkie, though nothing but static is coming through. No tiny voice singing. No Will.

Worry turns to painful anxiety and fear.

No no no please no. If, somehow, the following three years were just a dream thought up by a desperate twelve year old wishing that his favorite person were still alive…Mike doesn’t know if he’ll be able to survive that. Not Will, please not Will. A hiccuping sob escapes his chest.

He’s almost certain this isn’t another one of Vecna’s tricks, because things haven’t gone funky and weird like last time. But, he’d almost rather that it is Vecna, just so he can be certain that Will is coming to get him. That Will is still…

He lets out another painful quiet cry, curling in on himself. He hears El take a breath at the noise, but he ignores her.

Then, finally, Will’s mental voice breaks through the silent screaming in his mind. I’m here Mike.

Mike lets out another sob, this time of relief. Are you safe?

He’s hit with a second hand wave of exasperated fondness. As safe as I can be. I don’t think Henry knows we’re here. 

Mike sits back and scrubs the tears from his eyes. How are we here?

Some sort of powers thing? Will guesses. Time travel is new. We didn’t even do it like Marty McFly, we had to pull a Peggy Sue.

Mike bites back a laugh. It seems topical, considering their previous conversation. No Delorean for us, I guess.

Now that he’s aware of what’s going on, his mind has untangled a little bit. Somehow Mike can feel the presence of their younger selves, sat at the back of their minds and aware. His younger self has done the mental equivalent of curling around the younger Will like a feral cat, hissing when Mike prods their way, but otherwise calmer than he would expect them to be.

But then, Mike at this age would and did suspend a lot of disbelief in his crusade to get Will back. So older selves from the future probably isn’t too much of a reach.

Speaking of getting Will back, today is the day Joyce made brief contact with Will. If I can shepard the Party to your house, Mike wonders. Do you think we’d be able to get you out early?

A pause.

Yes please.

--

When I eventually get around to posting this on Ao3 it'll be longer--it's not quite finished, and Mike keeps going off into tangents about found families lolol. But i think this is a good stopping point :)

[thatsbelievable]

I heard you're the leader of a group of middle aged humans who gather secretly in a hotel basement and try to come up with a spell to take you all back to the 17th century.

Yes, a highly fictionalized film of our activities was made in 1986, PEGGY SUE GOT MARRIED.

[pandorasbox341]

Thinking about Nicolas Cage in Peggy Sue got married... 

[dragao88]

Peggy Sue Got Married (1986)

[mister-girl]

Developing a crush on Nicholas Cage was not on my 2024 bingo card but alrighty

[ohmy80s]

Jim Carrey/ Peggy Sue Got Married (1986)

[theoscarsproject]

Peggy Sue Got Married (1986). Peggy Sue faints at a high school reunion. When she wakes up, she finds herself in her own past, just before she finished school.

I enjoyed this so much more than I thought I would, even if the inevitability of Peggy Sue's life makes the film more melancholy than romantic to me. Kathleen Turner's wonderful, as always, in the titular role, and both her past and present feel really like full worlds. Has to be up there in the girlie time traveller universe. 7/10.

[jemgirl86]

Thanks for the tag @jbarneswilson 💕

Rules: List seven comfort films and tag seven people:

These really are just the first 7 that came to me, because I could’ve gone on naming stuff all day lol

1. Singin’ in the Rain

2. My Cousin Vinny

3. Tombstone

4. The Big Lebowski

5. Captain America: The Winter Soldier

6. Death Proof

7. Tremors

Tagging @chkemo @imomnba-x07 @katatonicimpression @nelleana @six2vii @thedarkestnerd @thatmexisaurusrex

No pressure though!

[saint-petah-the-good]

riiiiicharddd

Could someone make a fic about Richard from Peggy sue

I stan nerds

[captaincolossal]

Ugh, I just want to gripe about the heat, but that's so boring, but everything else is boring, too. I spent most of the day packing my car, that's not interesting, that's just me staring t boxes and mentally calculating how to maximize the cargo space of a Dodge Journey. Which, I'm delighted to say, is technically a station wagon. I don't know if I've said that. Captain Geech is a station wagon.

Hang on, have to go get a beverage. And pie! I have pie.

Peggy Sue Got Married (1986)

This lady with the tape recorder probably has the bitchiest podcast.