#mike wheeler fic

[fuqsketti]

Making out with Mike and getting caught by Holly/Mrs. Wheeler?

caught || mike wheeler x reader

A/N tysm for the request!! <3

unedited

warnings : not smut but a bit heated?? fluff

Y/n had been going to daily outings with her boyfriends friends for years now, nothing new.

All of Mike’s friends had left one by one after spending the majority of the day hanging out with the couple, with the exception of Dustin, who just couldn't seem to get the hint.

“Dusty bun.” Mike teased, in the girliest voice he could muster.

Dustin didn’t even look up from the lego set he was building.

“Stop it- i’m focusing.”

Mike’s face contorted into a scowl

“Doesn’t Suzy normally call you around this time?” He asked, tapping his watch to emphasize his point.

Dustin- again - didn’t look up.

“No, I still have a whole hour before my dearest lovebug calls.” He murmured while placing another lego where it belonged.

Y/n watched this all with an amused smile, she knew what Mike was up to- of course she did.

“Give up.” She mouthed to Mike when he looked at her defeated.

Mike shook his head then turned back to Dustin.

“Hey Dustin.”

Dustin sighed, obviously annoyed and looked up at Mike.

“What Mike?” He said with an obvious attitude that almost made Y/n break into laughter.

Mike smacked his arm

“Your walkie talkie, where is it?” He asked.

Dustin shrugged hitting Mike back in the thigh.

“At home.” He answered.

“Go get it.” Mike said.

Dustin gave him a weird look before asking,

“Why? Why would I do that?”

Mike turned to Y/n once again to telepathically ask why Dustin would have to do that, but Y/n merely responded with a shrug.

“I got these new…” Mike started then trailed off as he looked around his basement for answers.

“Batteries!”

“Y/n bought them for me.” He added, smiling to try and seem convincing.

“Okay?” Dustin was definitely skeptical, putting down his legos on the table.

“They have a new formula, or mechanics.” Mike uttered, he was never too good at lying but he looked at Y/n and decided to press forward.

“Apparently you won’t ever have to replace them, they stay charged.”

“Bullshit.” Dustin scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“No, no, i’m serious.” Mike assured him, nudging Y/n.

“Mhm.” She hummed, nodding enthusiastically.

“Fine.” Dustin sighed, getting up off the ground and dusting his shorts off.

“But if I come back here and those batteries don’t work your giving me one of your comics.”

“Can I choose which one?” Mike called after Dustin, watching him go to the back door.

“Nope.” Dustin chirped then walked right out.

“See you in a bit!”

“Bye!” Y/n called after him.

When Y/n turned her attention back to Mike, he had moved from the other side of the couch to her side, peppering her face in kisses. Despite the fact that she was certain she had only taken her eyes off him for a mere second.

She was never too good at the whole intimacy thing, she didn’t know what to do or where to start but Mike always seemed to. He somehow just knew.

To say it was intimidating was a bit of an understatement.

Mike had moved his kisses down to her neck, and she couldn’t help but giggle at the sensation.

She could feel Mike smile against her skin.

A slight twinge of pain, caused her gasp

“Mike-!” The eager boy chuckled biting down on her neck.

Mike always did this; He would buy them some time, make the moves on her, and then laugh when they were inevitably caught by his friends.

It had happened one to many times already.

She assumed he enjoyed the thrill.

Maybe he enjoyed seeing her flustered when caught- or maybe liked the idea of everyone knowing who she belonged to.

She wasn’t sure of which and she sure as hell wasn’t gonna ask.

“Shh.” He shushed her then kissed the spot he had just abused.

She whimpered again, a bit louder this time.

Mike pulled back from her with a smile as he brought a finger to her lips.

“Stop being so loud.” He whispered, with a laugh.

“Don’t wanna get caught.”

He patted his lap and she laughed at how dorky he tended to be yet-still climbed on.

He smiled at her before leaning in, she leaned back, offended that he called her loud, although she knew it to be true.

“Please?” He whispered, his face contorting into a pout.

She chuckled lowly as she complied, closing the gap, their lips moving in sync as soon as they connected.

Mike was a calculated kisser, he took his time, analyzing what she liked, what she seemed overwhelmed by and most importantly what made her buck her hips against his.

He swiped his tounge against her bottom lip to ask for an entrance.

She denied, he growled, one of his wandering hands sliding up her shirt, his cold touch against her warm back making her gasp-

He took advantage and slipped his tongue right in, beginning to play with her bra hinge.

It was always a mystery to Mike Wheeler how those contraptions worked.

His other hand cupped her breast, as their tongue battled for dominance and there she did it. His favorite thing. Her hips bucked against his almost instinctively.

“Good?” He pulled away, a bit out of breath as he whispered- she nodded eagerly, although out of breath, she still pressed those frantic little kisses all over his face, grinding against him the whole time.

He smiled as his hand finally figured out how to unclasp the bra, their lips reconnected, quickly. This time Mike had no patience to be calculated- he just wanted it all.

“What are you guys doing?” A small voice chirped, both teens practically have a heart attack toppling off each-other.

Holly, mikes younger sister, had somehow managed to sneak down into the basement undetected.

“Nothing-!” They both shouted in unison, Y/n quickly moving to cover her breasts- although her bra was not fully off, and her shirt was still on, she still felt exposed.

“Why were you sucking on her face?” Holly asked innocently, tilting her head like a puppy.

“I wasn’t-!” Mike shouted, his face red.

“Oh my god.” Y/n gasped then got up thinking of something quick to distract the young girl.

“Cmon Holly- Uh, let’s go make some lunch.”

Holly grabs onto Y/n’s hand and they start walking towards the stairs

“What we’re you guys doing?” She asked again.

“Nothing sweetie, cmon.” Y/n smiled and let Holly go ahead of her on the stairs since she had heard mike stand up from the couch.

“No- you stay here.” she demanded turning on her heel to look at her boyfriend.

“Why-?” He asked

Instead of answering she lets her eyes talk, them leading down to his…y’know.

“Jesus.” He gripes, covering it with his hands quickly.

“I’ll be right back Mike.” She leans forward and kisses his cheek

“Mhm, make sure you lock the door when you come back.” He says with a smile as he crinkles his eyes.

“Whatever.” She teased walking right up,

Yeah, they are never doing that again

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[cerysjonesdarling]

can you tell me what’s wrong?

Mike Wheeler x fem!reader smut

Warnings: Talks about painful sex, insecurity, reader is sad/frustrated at the start.

MINORS DNI

Smut warnings: Painful sex, unprotected p in v, breeding kink, daddy kink, mommy kink, cockwarming, light somno, creampie, wet and messy, vague nod to virginity kink? Dirty talk, soft dom Mike, light humiliation.

Description: Mike’s girlfriend is struggling with sex being painful and is very insecure about it, spiralling internally because she really struggles to voice her feelings. Mike Wheeler just wants to take care of people.

**MIKE IS 20 HERE**

This is some self-serving bullshit fr

She had been so fucking difficult for him all day. She was clearly in a mood of some sort, and he couldn’t quite tell what it was about, and it was starting to really upset him. She always had roller coaster emotions, but it was evidently clear that she couldn’t seem to stay on ‘happy’ or ‘content’ for very long at all, sticking more around the area of looking grumpy, frustrated, or sometimes devastated.

He tried being nice about it, he put every ounce that he had into being patient and gentle and sweet, but his soft words and rubbing her back were met with a faraway and glassy-eyed look, his girl shrinking in on herself and almost holding back tears. And in the end, he’d never been very patient as a person.

That being said, he was enjoying getting to play this side of the board for once. It was in her nature to be nurturing, to look after him, to make him feel safe and happy and warm. Mike rarely ever got to do the same. Mike got called daddy because she liked to say it, and because it’s nice to hear. But he very rarely got to act in such a way that would be considered just purely being a caretaker for her, and he liked it quite a bit.

Well, he liked it when she wasn’t being a fucking brat about it. The tears and the pouting made his heart ache, but they were always quickly preceded or followed by frowning, snapping, fighting. He liked those things when he knew she wasn’t upset, but this time she clearly was. And for some reason, that didn’t stop his body reacting how it usually did when she made some scathing comment towards him.

It didn’t help that in between outwardly sour moods she was actively teasing him. He was trying to keep himself in line based on how her moods were changing, how fucking sad she seemed to be, but he was so fucking horny. His cock was rock hard and leaking in his jeans and she was sucking on his neck while they tried to watch a movie, and he was only a man.

He angled himself towards her a little more, playing with her hair with the arm he had around her while the other teasing at the flesh of her thigh. It seems to spur her on, which spur him on, until both were moaning into the other's mouth, palming each other through their clothes.

“Want you,” he breathed into her mouth, receiving only a whimpered cry in response as she straddled him. She was rocking against him helplessly, tears in her eyes and her face red. He cupped her face, making her look at him properly. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong, baby?”

She shook her head petulantly, diving down to kiss him but he dodged. “Why won’t you tell me what’s wrong, princess?”

He only ever used princess genuinely, in a situation so genuinely vulnerable that he could only mean it with his whole heart. It was never meant to be cruel, unlike some of the others, just to let her know he adored her more than anything else in the world, usually when she was having a bad day.

“Don’t….don’t wanna.” She whispered. “Hard to talk about.” And she wasn’t lying either. The words felt stuck in her throat, stuck behind all the intrusive thoughts that were causing her tears, stuck behind fear and insecurity. “I just….can I try to talk about it later? It’s just hard to get to, and I….need this right now.”

And really, that was scary enough for her to do as it was. His chest filled with warmth and pride, smiling up at her and nodding as he pulled her back down to him. “Sweet girl, telling me what she needs. I appreciate your honesty, babygirl, I know it’s hard for you.”

He was at a crossroads here, though. Usually, if she’d acted this way, he’d be taking her down. Verbally, physically, he’d be trying to turn the tide of her behaviour through any punishment or humiliation necessary. But he didn’t think punishment would do any good this time, and he could tell she was humiliated enough as it was, so he had to carefully reconsider how he’d go about it before proceeding.

“You needy, baby?” He asked gently, pushing her shirt up her stomach and over her head, exposing her breasts to the bedroom that had seen them so many times before. He grazed his fingertips over them, carefully brushing over her nipples, trying to ease her into some state of complete submission. “You’ve been a bit bratty all day because you’re desperate for me, is that it?”

He was soft, rather than condescending as he spoke. She needed to be kept humiliated enough to stay at his mercy while not so much that she’d talk back. Plus, she liked it when he degraded her lightly, lovingly. She liked being forced to pout and nod and avoid looking him in the eye, humiliated and aroused and humiliated again.

Her underwear was damp already under his fingertips, and he made a sympathetic sound as he rubbed her over them. “So wet for me already, and I’ve barely touched you, love. It’s ok, you can’t help it. Look at you, all pretty and ruining your panties for me. So good for me, baby. Making me so hard.”

She whimpered again, pushing her hips against his hand and his cock. He moved his hand away, pulling her down to kiss her again, slotting their lips together and dipping his tongue into her pliant mouth, relishing how soft and needy and submissive her mouth was to him. He moved her from his lap and onto her back on the couch, situating himself between her legs and continuing his exploration of her mouth while he ground his hips into hers.

“You want my cock, baby?” He asked, grinding hard and slow against her. She didn’t answer, only grinding back. “Honey….” he pushed, dipping to suck at her breasts. “I would like an answer please.”

She continued her refusal, pouting a little when he drew back to look at her. He sighed, kissing her cheek and her temple and her nose, stopping with his nose pressed to hers and his eyes on hers.

“Wanna be really nice to you, princess, and all I’m asking is for you to tell me you want my cock.” He spoke gently, still slightly sad that she had looked so upset all day. “‘m not going to punish you. You were so brave telling me you need this earlier, but now I’m asking you to tell me what you need before I give it to you.”

She bit into her lower lip, looking somewhat frightened at having to say it out loud. She blinked up at him, trying to find the right words.

“Could you help?” She asked timidly, playing with her fingers and looking far too adorable for someone almost naked and spread out beneath him.

“I’m tryna help, honey, just want you to say-“

“No, I mean…. wanna say it, wanna tell you what I need, but need your help. Please. Just this once.”

This was another big thing for her to admit. It seemed intriguing to say the least that she was more willing to ask for help than to just tell him she wanted him inside her, but that was her contrarian nature. He nodded, pressing another kiss to her lips before snaking his hand down between them.

“So wet, baby, gonna make such a mess on the couch. Love it when you’re messy for me, darlin’,” he smiled to himself, rubbing on her drenched panties before pulling them aside lightly to touch her properly. “Fuck, baby, Jesus Christ,” he moaned, pushing his hips against her thigh as his fingers met her core. “So needy for me, so good, so fucking good.”

She was pushing her hips shakily against him, unsatisfied by how he refused to push into her, refusing to touch her to a rhythm. “Please, Mike.”

“Please what, babygirl?” He asked, eyes lust-blown and smouldering as they searched her face. “Are you ready to ask for what you need?”

She blinked a little, shaking her head. “‘m sorry…”

“Don’t be sorry, baby, don’t be sorry…” she whimpered when he removed his hand, sitting up on his knees and pulling her underwear down her thighs. “You’re ok, baby, you’re alright. Promise I’ll take care of you. Gonna get you to say what you need and then ‘m gonna give it to you, ok my good girl?”

Honestly, it was a bit of a blessing to have to tease this out of her. She’d been struggling so much recently with sex, being unable to relax properly and feeling pain when she put anything inside her little hole, so he would relish this chance to get her nice and ready before filling her with his cock. He stroked along her folds, feeling a rush of arousal at how wet she was, before working a finger inside her. She clenched around him, and he heard her gasp lightly.

“Did that hurt?” He whispered, easing himself down beside her. She nodded.

“Yeah…. not a lot, but a little bit. Just at the very start.”

“Ok, baby, I’ll be super careful.” He used his thumb on her clit, working her over gently and paying attention to how she clenched and unclenched on his finger in intervals. He chanced a second finger and was met without resistance or reaction. “Was that ok?”

She nodded, giving a small smile. “Yeah, Mikey, thank you for being gentle with me.”

“That’s alright, princess, anything for you…”

He worked slowly, carefully bringing her to a comfortable place, stretching her out by scissoring with his two fingers before adding a third. She was squirming lightly, wishing for more focused attention, wishing to be allowed to cum. “Please, Mike, want it-“

“What do you want, baby?”

She faltered, looking up at him pleadingly. “More.”

He smiled, adding a fourth finger and pumping into her carefully, allowing her to feel good for a moment. “Gonna give you everything you ask for, beautiful, promise.”

He was putting more care into her than he would if she were a virgin, which she hadn’t even been when they’d met. “Do you ever wish our first times had been together?”

He’d asked quite calmly for someone who had half his hand inside this whimpering mess of a girl who was moaning into his shoulder. “Mhm. Wish you were the first in my body, Mikey.”

He could tell she was close to relenting enough to answer his question as she was calling him Mikey. That was always a funny turn of events.

“I could be, baby. Just gotta tell me what you want. What you need.”

The thought of treating her like a needy little virgin had him throbbing again. He hoped she said it soon so he could play with her how he wanted to.

“Need you, Mikey. Need you inside me….need your cock, daddy.”

He was beyond relieved. He kissed her sweetly, affectionately, before whispering: “Thank you, princess.”

He fucked her as nicely as he could manage, working tirelessly to ensure it didn’t hurt her like it had before. They really did make a mess, his cum leaking out of her and adding to the pool of her arousal on the blanket that covered the couch cushions for this exact reason.

They remained entangled, Mike not even bothering to pull out of her as they settled into a state of dreamy relaxation together. She seemed more present, more stable now, so he chanced asking his initial question once more.

“Can you tell me what’s wrong, honey?” He planted kisses on her face and her jaw and her shoulder, trying to make her feel as safe as possible while she considered what she had to say.

“I’ve been….in my head. About how it hurts to have sex. It’s been making me self-conscious, insecure kind of. Sometimes it spirals and I can’t…I can’t remember that you want me, and I think I’m broken, and that you can’t possibly want me anymore.”

He looked at her, unable to mask his devastation. “No…that’s not…that’s not true, baby, please don’t think that.”

They stayed there, talking about it until they both drifted off to sleep.

***

It can’t have been more than half an hour later when Mike blinked back awake, hot and hard from the dream he’d been having about….well, exactly this, actually. She was still asleep, and his cock was buried deep in her cunt, ready to use her again greedily and fill her up again.

He kissed her lightly, over her eyelids, forehead, cheeks, until she was blinking awake and wiggling beneath him. His breath turned ragged, his eyes fluttering closed and his mouth dropping open as she clenched around him.

“Hi, baby…” she whispered, voice husky with sleep. She lifted her hand to cup his jaw, bringing him down to kiss her again. “Like waking up like this.”

“Me too,” he rasped, kissing her deeper. He rolled his hips into her, groaning quietly. “‘s it hurt?”

She shook her head, pushing into him sleepily. “Feels good. Gonna fuck me again, daddy? Gonna breed me, breed my needy little cunt?”

Yeah, this is a lot like that dream.

His thrusts picked up speed, and she picked up in volume, spitting all sorts of filthy words at him while he got himself off in her again.

“Fuck, ‘m gonna knock you up this time, baby, gonna leave so much of my seed in you that you’ll have no choice but to have my baby. Fu-uck, mommy, so good around me. Can feel you’re close - you getting off on me breeding you? So filthy, baby, wanting to be a mommy for me just because you like my cock so much.”

He could feel her pulsing around him, a tell-tale sign that she was about to cum around him again, and he’d be a goner when she did. She was moaning, still sleepy but so relaxed and content being at his mercy, feeling her orgasm build and not having to do a thing to push for it. It was going to be intense, and she was powerless to stop it.

“Mikey, ‘m gonna cum, gonna make a mess, can’t help it, ‘m sorry-“

“Don’t be sorry, baby, I’m desperate for it. Wanna see my good girl come apart on my cock for me, oh fuck, just like that - let go, honey, that’s it-“

She arched up into him, moaning sinfully as she spilled onto him, coating his cock and their thighs in her, soaking the blanket beneath them. She was still cumming in waves, gripping onto his arm while he fucked her through it, filling her with his release before she’d had the chance to come down.

“Oh my God,” he panted, feeling the rolling ecstasy slowly abate. “Oh my God.”

He pulled out of her carefully, sitting back on his heels and marvelling at the image before him. “Why is it that the hottest visuals always come after it’s over? I don’t wanna wait a few hours to get off over this.”

She giggled dazedly, shifting slightly before he stopped her with a hand on both her knees, holding her thighs apart. “What is it?”

“Can I take a picture of you?” He asked, brain somewhere else entirely. Her eyes widened, and she nodded slowly.

“Don’t want my face in it, please,” she whispered, leaving her legs open while he got his phone. He snapped the photo before reaching a hand down to help her up.

“Messy girl needs to take a shower.” he teased, tickling her sides as he pushed her towards the door, laughing at the face she made.

“Please don’t, there is so much cum in me.” She grimaced as it leaked out of her.

“Good.”

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[nburkhardt]

This was just supposed to be a small fun little “what if Mike has a crush on Steve?” Thing and it turned out to be a character study on Mike figuring out his sexuality. Oops, my bad. Sorry for glossing over the upside down things and for the unreliable narrative lol (Mike’s a bit of a mess) Also sorta canon but also definitely not canon. Small warning for references to homophobia, nothing is directed at anyone but it was there. (Timeline is a little…iffy. Don’t pay too much attention to if)

Anyway ~

He first learns of him on accident and a month before ever meeting him. Overheard Nancy admitting to Barb; “he’s just so handsome, I can’t help it!” Then he listened to Barb complain about the guy before giving up on eavesdropping. During that, he never actually heard a name. So it didn’t matter, it’s just some dumb boy…right?

He’s twelve years old and his best friend is missing. That’s what is important to him right now, what he overheard a month ago isn’t useful to him and he forgot most of what he heard, actually.

When he’s sneaking out to search for Will, he hears a crash and someone cursing. Looking around he catches sight of someone trying and failing at climbing the side of his house. The guy waves once he notices him staring and attempts to look casual, like that would make anyone feel any better. Rolling his eyes, he rides away annoyed.

Even if there’s a flash of the guy’s dumb smile in his head and it doesn’t matter to him, there’s more important things going on.

Finding a girl in the woods throws him for a loop, causing his brain to stop and whatever thoughts he had on the guy to be temporarily forgotten. Since he’s too wrapped up in finding Will, hiding El and figuring out The Upside Down to really pay attention to anything else. Even though his brain plays that dumb smile in his dreams over and over. It’s weird and he doesn’t know why it’s happening.

Fast forward to after finding Will and El disappearing, he actually meets the guy. Steve Harrington, Nancy’s apparent boyfriend. It’s definitely the same guy, his dumb smile hasn’t left his head since the first time and he doesn’t understand why it makes him go a little… loopy? Mushy? His stomach is doing weird flips, maybe he’s getting sick? It has been cold out recently and he was out a lot looking for Will and El. That’s gotta be it.

Nothing to do with the way Steve flashed him a smile before continuing on his way to Nancy’s bedroom….right?

~~

He’s thirteen now and he just watched Billy try to punch Lucas. Only for Steve to deck him first and then he’s cheering him on. It shouldn’t be exciting but it is. Steve punching the shit out of that asshole, he shouldn’t be cheering him on…but he is.

His stomach is doing the same thing like when Steve flashes his smile at him.

It’s been just a little over a year since feelings has started. He doesn’t acknowledge them, not really. He knows they’re there and he still can’t really figure them out. It’s confusing to him, he’s overheard many kids say “guys liking guys is wrong” and “it’s sinful!” from adults. So, he’s mostly ignoring them. Only in his head and dreams does he let himself think about them and fully acknowledging them.

But they still kept coming back every time Steve was at his house visiting Nancy and there was the one time when he decided to hangout in the basement with him and his friends. Saying something about Nancy studying. It was nice, he’ll admit it. Especially when he heard Steve’s laugh for the first time and it made the fluttering in his stomach happen again.

It’s like when he kissed El for the first time.

See, that’s where he’s confused. How can he like El and have this…thing for Steve?

Before he knows it, Steve is out cold and they’re rushing out of the house. During the trip in the car, Steve calls him Nancy and then they’re in the tunnels. In all of that, he shoves down this whatever again.

It’s just there’s more important things going on, okay?

Just a few months later, he sees Steve more often and in the dumbest work uniform ever. He makes fun of it every chance he gets and uses the fact that he can get them into the new movie theater for free. If he was being honest, the fact that Steve’s lips now look like they have lipstick on it, definitely does not help whatever he has for him.

Sometimes his brain gives him what ifs and instead of thinking of El, he’s thinking of Steve and he’s starting to hate it. Honest to god hates it. It’s been nearly two years since this started. He doesn’t like that he can’t figure it out and sometimes doesn’t want to either.

He’s just glad Steve isn’t dating his sister anymore.

~~

At fifteen years old, Mike Wheeler has finally realized he’s not straight and that he has a goddamn crush on Steve Harrington.

Between being in a long distance relationship and getting into high school, it all came crashing down on him. He’s not sure when it hit or what did it, but he knows now and honestly? Admitting to crushing on his sister’s ex-boyfriend makes him kind of want to die.

Thinking back on the last few years, it all makes sense to him now. It’s pretty obvious now, knowing why he’d feel mushy and get goddamn butterflies when Steve would look his way with his dumb smile or the first time he heard the guy laugh. Or that he just looks good and- okay, he needs to stop thinking now.

There’s one night in particular where he actually thinks about it, really thinks about it all. He doesn’t think he’s gay, he really does like- maybe even love El. But he definitely thinks about Steve more than he’ll actually admit out loud. Then there’s also some celebrities that are guys he finds attractive but he also thinks girls look so pretty and beautiful too.

After that night he still doesn’t understand and he can’t go to anyone, well, he could but talking about this out loud to somebody is scary. Especially when he’s heard his dad talk negative about gay people and his mom is nice and easy to talk to but it’s awkward to talk to his mom about things like crushes.

He absolutely refuses to talk to Nancy about it. Can’t- won’t talk about it with Steve, since he’s the whole reason he even realized this about himself. Doesn’t necessarily want to bring it up with his friends either, mostly because he’s never heard them even hint at liking guys. He’s not close with Steve’s friend Robin and the whole Byers family is in California and talking about this with El would bring even more questions.

When Eddie Munson comes in the picture along with the rest of the Hellfire crew, he keeps quiet about it still. Not comfortable with letting loose that he might be even slightly gay. Instead he talks about El and Will and that he’s leaving for California to visit them.

He shoves down all of it when he visits El during spring break and then he’s definitely ignoring it while looking for El after she’s kidnapped.

Ignores it until he overhears Argyle talking to Jonathan about bisexuality during the quiet hours of driving to Hawkins. He doesn’t know why the guy brings it up or that Argyle isn’t actually quiet about it, in fact that guy is talking so loud that maybe he doesn’t even know it.

Instead of telling them to quiet down since Will and El are asleep, he listens and listens. Stares out the window, trying to make it look like he’s not freaking out right now.

Because this is it, he’s finally learning something and he didn’t even have to admit out loud his thoughts! This has got to be what he is, not straight but also not gay either. Bisexual. A person that likes both, girls and guys. It’s okay and apparently that’s what Argyle is. So he’s not alone in this either, which makes him want to kind of cry.

There was a few moments in the last year where he felt ridiculously alone. Thoughts of Steve and than thoughts of El, felt like he couldn’t be with her when his mind kept flashing images of Steve of all people and he remembers clear as day what it feels like to have Steve’s dumb smile pointed at him, to feel all fuzzy when he laughs at his jokes. And during all of that he couldn’t share the stupid butterflies with anyone, too afraid of what would happen if he even mentioned feeling good from someone that isn’t his girlfriend.

Argyle and Jonathan keep up their conversation and have moved on to other things, but he’s still freaking out. His heart is beating ridiculously fast but his mind is finally relaxing at knowing what he is. He falls asleep like that, accepting it and realizing he needs to voice this out loud to ease himself.

He just doesn’t know to who, yet.

~~

In the end, he tells El and Will. Feels most himself and comfortable with them. It makes him feel more seen than ever before.

Even if he and El break up right after.

He turns sixteen and for the first time in three years, feels the most alive he’s ever been. Not only are the problems with the upside down is officially and forever gone, but all of his friends are in the same state again. Everyone is happy and safe, it’s the greatest feeling ever.

Somehow, on Steve’s birthday of all days, is the day he ends up coming out to his friends. It’s not exactly surprising. In the future, he’ll laugh about it when he ends up telling the man himself. But until then, he’s only telling El and Will.

They corner him, actually.

He thought he was being sneaky while he was watching Steve and Eddie badly and boldly flirt in the pool. But it seems he wasn’t sneaky enough because El grabs his hand and nearly drags him back inside Steve’s house with Will following.

“Uh, what?”

The three of them actually just stare at each other for a while. He’s confused at why they brought him inside, Will looks uncomfortable and El…well she’s smiling but also looks confused.

“You were staring at Steve a lot” El finally breaks the silence and she tilts her head, “You were blushing”

All he can do is freeze and just feel the rise of heat to his cheeks. Looking away from both of them to speak is a lot easier, after being called out. “I uh, well, since we’re here. I might have a bit of a crush on Steve”

There it is. He said it, officially and out loud in front of people. It makes him feel a little giddy, if he’s being honest. It’s a silly crush that started when he was twelve and it hasn’t gone away since, it won’t turn into anything either. But it’s still nice, still makes his heart happy. Knowing that other people also know.

When both of them say nothing, he looks at them and he’s glad it’s them. Will always be glad that they’re the ones that he told first. Because, yeah there’s confusion on their faces and the uncomfortable look on Will’s face isn’t there anymore. If anything, he looks like how he feels.

“I- I’m bisexual, I like girls and boys.”

As soon as it’s out of his mouth, he just feels lighter. It’s like he’s free and standing with two of the people loves the most, he’s himself for the first time in so long. That makes him smiles and nothing can hurt him right now, especially in this moment.

El and Will might be quiet, but they would never hurt him.

It might’ve felt like forever in the silence but in reality it was only a few minutes before they both started talking. Especially over each other, El’s still confused and Will seems way too excited. And he’s laughing, this might be his crush’s birthday but this is the best day of Mike’s life.

Eventually, they quiet back down and he explains it better. Tells them everything and how it took him actual years to figure it out. That the one who pushed it in his head and heart, is Steve and his dumb beautiful smile. He’s not afraid of speaking it out loud anymore, especially when both El and Will admit to him that they also have a crush on Steve. It makes him giddy being able to finally speak these things with people, especially his favorite people.

~~~~

He’s seventeen years old and his best friend kisses him for the first time. He’s flying in the clouds, blushing a deep red and his heart is beating faster than ever.

He feels free and happier than ever.

He is alive and his best friend is alive. That’s what is important to him.

This was seriously supposed to be a short one shot of Mike being upset with having a crush on Steve and it uh, got away from me. It’s a character study now. Hopefully it seems in character and that it’s not too weirdly written. It’s not checked over for mistakes either so sorry about that lol.

#Mike Wheeler fic #stranger things fic #mike wheeler character study #stranger things hc #byler #implied steddie #background Mike/El #Steve Harrington #this was supposed to be short and funny #turns out to be neither and instead about an angsty boi learning his bisexuality #oops my bad about that #nburkhardt writes #stranger things #Mike Wheeler hc #Mike Wheeler

[pinkposies]

heyy luv

could you maybe write something about reasuring Mike ? i feel like he doesnt know how pretty he is aaa thx lysm

Reassurance

a/n requests are open!

warnings: none

parings Mike Wheeler x fem!reader

Mike overheard your 'friends' talking behind his back while he was in algebra class. They talked about him without shame even though they were right behind him.

"I even don't understand why she is dating." Rosa giggled as she said.

Sarah shared her laughter, "Even Shane Jovian was rejected by her. Compared to her boyfriend, he's a 10." She replied while glancing at Mike's back.

Mike's leg bounced as he scoffed at the words. He considered Shane Jovian. He was aware that Shane has been interested in you for a while, but he didn't actually believe Shane would make a move on you. The more he considered it, why did you turn down Shane?

You and Shane would make the ideal couple. You are the head cheerleader, and he is the team captain on the football team. He reasoned that Shane was everything Mike.

Mike was viewed as a freak who despises gatherings and sports. Shane shared similar passions as you did. He was tall and strong enough to defend you from anyone. While Mike was taller, he was also quite skinny and had no idea how to throw a punch.

"She could honestly do better. She should just leave him." Sarah said.

Mike scowled as he threw a sidelong glance at the two girls. He looked Sarah in the eye then she pretended to be reading. He let out a sigh as he continued to ponder their statements.

What if you break up with him for Shane?

Why are you even interested in him?

Mike's knuckles grew white from how tightly he was holding the desk, and he felt his throat start to tighten.

Mike immediately gathered his belongings and left the classroom as soon as the bell rang.

You got out of class earlier than normal, so you stood outside his classroom, "Hey ba-" You attempted to greet him, but he ignored you.

Catching sight of his face, you were worried, "Mike, wait up!" You yelled while the other students pushed by you. When you attempted to take his hand, he snatched it back and asked, "Mike, what's wrong?"

Mike continued on his route to his destination without turning around. His trembling fingers was fumbling with the lock as he stopped at his locker. He continued to look down, biting his lower lip. Mike let out a frustrated groan as he dropped the lock.

What the hell is going on, Mike? You grabbed him by the upper arm and hauled him inside an empty classroom. Making an effort to meet his eyes.

He avoided making eye contact while looking around the classroom and responding, "Nothing."

"Tell me what's going on in that head of yours," you said while holding his hands in yours.

Mike eventually looked at you after releasing a nervous breath "Why are you dating me? Why not go for someone who is more attractive. Why would someone like you want to be with me? I mean, look at you." He ranted.

"Babe where is all this coming from."

"I overheard your friends mocking our relationship after Shane asked you out."

You exhaled, "Listen, Mike. I can't even describe how attracted to you I am. Shane is an empty-headed jock who simply wants to date me for sex, and I couldn't care less about him." As you stated, "However, you don't want to date me to show off as some sort of prize. Mike, you are sincere. You don't put on a facade to blend in; you are who you are. Therefore, I love you. I'll choose you over everyone else because of that."

As your hands held Mike's waist, he felt your lips brush against his.  "Now, tell me who was talking shit about you," he moaned as you intensified your kiss.

#mike wheeler fic #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x you #mike wheeler imagine #mike wheeler drabble #mike wheeler blurb #stranger things fic #stranger things x you #💌addi.writes #x black reader #stranger things x reader

[poisonedprose]

₊˚✧ hellfire shirt

mike wheeler x gn!reader fluff

warnings: none

masterlist

"Babe? Have you seen my Hellfire shirt?" Mike called out while pulling clothes out of his draw and throwing them on the floor. "No, I haven't." You called out from the bathroom that was attached to Mike's room. He groaned as he moved to the pile of clothes on the ground, looking through them again.

"Michael! Let's go! You're going to be late!" Karen called from downstairs. "One second!" He called back and sighed as he picked out a plain white T-shirt.

"Y/N, you almost done?" He asked as he put the shirt on. You walked out of the bathroom and were met with the mess Mike had made. "Who's going to clean this?" You laughed lowly as you grabbed your book bag. "I'll do it lat-" He turned around and looked at you, at the shirt you were wearing. His Hellfire Club shirt.

"Is that my shirt?" He asked. "No, it's Dustin's." You said with sarcasm, though Mike didn't quite pick up on it. "Why would you be wearing, let alone have, Dustin's Hellfire shirt?" He asked genuinely. "I was being sarcastic." You smiled at his absentmindedness and grabbed his book bag and threw it at him.

"Oh, right." He chuckled and caught the bag. "You look cute in it." He admitted as the two of you were going down the stairs. "But, if you ever take that shirt without permission again, I will kill you." You both laughed slightly. "Understood." You smiled at him. He smiled back and left a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

#! ♡ ₊˚✧ st . #mike wheeler x reader #stranger things #stranger things s4 #stranger things season 4 #mike wheeler #mike wheeler x y/n #stranger things netflix #stranger things x reader #mike wheeler fic #mike wheeler blurb

[heartspiked]

video games | mike wheeler + jason carver

pairing: mike wheeler x cheerleader! reader x jason carver

he holds me in his big arms

there was never a moment in the day when you weren't orbiting around your boyfriend. during his morning practices, you would sit on the bleachers and do your homework, in the first period you volunteered at the library where he took his dual credit literature class, at lunch, you sat opposite of him, and in passing periods you made sure to hold his hand till the last second before the bell rings. giggles and sweet cooings of how he’d see you later. he’d protect you from anything if he thought you needed it.

drunk and i am seeing stars this is all i think of

swirling your beer around and staring daggers across the room at jason with a surly expression isn’t how you planned on spending the evening. why were there so many girls gathered around him? why was he so comfortable being nice to them? you worked hard to get to where you are. you fought hard yo get rid of the nerd title in middle school and made friends with the worst type of people. this was every girls dream, so why weren’t you happy? you had the title of being the affable basketball players cheerleader girlfriend. it didn’t feel like enough.

watching all your friends fall

there was no arguing with jason. not because he would lash out or ignore the problem but because he was sweet in every way. he was understanding and caring beyond belief and that annoyed you to no end. why couldn’t he just argue and tell you that you’re crazy? instead, he’d kiss your temple and assure you there was no competition. you’d whine and beg him to only treat you with kindness. “you shouldn’t worry about that you know i only have eyes for you.” you were prone to jealousy and rumors always hurt you. you wish he was mean so you felt less selfish and terrible.

he crosses his arms and gives an expression he reserves solely for you. “you know that i love you, right? so i don’t get why it matters if we don’t kiss you in public. that stuff is just for us.” and like how all these arguments conversations end he hugs you. though nothing ever changes. conversations about his asshole friends and their girlfriends breaking up always seem to change the subject until the next week. why did it seem like every week was the same boring thing? so of course you wrap your arms around his neck and mutter i love you too in his neck.

this is my idea of fun

mike ‘frog face’ wheeler is hovering over you in the men's locker room. mere minutes until basketball practice is done. you push him away from you and onto the bench. maybe you were crazy or he’s an acquired taste but there was something about how puffy his lips got after making out with him that made you feel insanely attracted to him. “you have a boyfriend.” he was about to go on about just like always. you left kisses on his ghostly white neck. his skin blotchy and covered in hickies the way you liked. “so do you want me to stop?” he shook his head quickly and nuzzled his nose against yours. he looked so desperate and he wanted you to kiss him back so badly. why did you love the rush you got from doing something so reckless and dumb?

playing video games

“when are you going to tell him?” you look up from your book and at mike who’s sitting in front of a paused gaming console. “what are you talking about wheeler?” mike stares at the floor for what felt like an eternity before speaking again. “when are you going to tell him it’s over?” you make your way out from under his covers wearing the lace underwear he likes. you hold his face in your hands and give him a big kiss. he told you he likes the way your lips feel like how he always imagined them. he shakes his head and you sigh, “soon. okay?” but you lied. continuing to avoid him in every hallway, never looking in his general direction, and refusing to acknowledge his existence at school.

it’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you

it’s the last game of the season and everyone who cares about basketball is on edge. except for mike of course who really does not care one bit. everyone stared at him when he refused to clap after the three pointers jason made back to back. why would he? instead he opted to clap for the opposite team who’s player elbowed jason and received a personal foul. mike watches sourly as you run to jump into jasons arms. why did you make him feel this bad? he made you feel good in ways that jason couldn’t. mikes eyes linger on you at how you’ve been pushed to the side by everyone who wants to see the captain. you look into the stands and your eyes meet. no matter how much you changed your hair and your makeup you’d always be on the sidelines. the expression in your eyes. the posture and look of defeat plastered on your face reminded him of middle school. maybe things would’ve been different if you just accepted the simple fact: once a loser always a loser.

#mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler #heartspiked #sooo baddd i’m sorry #just rushing to put smthn out #stranger things #jason carver #going to rewrite #mike wheeler fic #stranger things x reader #mike wheeler drabble #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler smut

[class-of-86]

byler headcanons <3

because i love these two omg

• when mike spends the night, he always INSISTS on sharing the bed with will because

a) the bed is more comfortable

b) no way in hell is will sleeping on the floor on mike’s watch

• will gave mike his flannel

• mike gave will his hellfire shirt

• mike is pretty touchy. he always finds an excuse for hugs, kisses, and anything small

• will is big spoon. always.

• unless he’s had a nightmare or is upset

• will loves painting & drawing mike. like even when he’s in class & doodling, he always draws mike. 90% of the time he doesn’t even mean to, it just happens.

• their first kiss was..awkward to say the least.

• mike has never kissed a guy before that and will hasn’t kissed..anyone really.

• well, will has kissed a few people but he doesn’t count them. (mainly just stuff from middle school dances)

• mike was insanely nervous and kept awkwardly laughing, his hands were really sweaty and he kept apologizing for nothing

• also his face was like..super red.

• will was nervous too, so in the middle of mike apologizing and going on a rant nobody but him could understand..will just did it.

• mike just stood there, frozen tbh

• will apologized profusely

• they laughed about it later and tried again

• they’ll lay in bed together and listen to music for hours. just holding each other

• anytime they fight, mike is always the first to cave in and apologize tbh

• will stays petty for a little bit

• until mike says something cute and will can’t help but forgive him

• will refuses to admit thats he’s wrong. like..ever.

• it drives mike crazy sometimes but he loves that about will

• will will sometimes just stare at mike thinking about how handsome he is and how much he loves him

• mike helps will with his trauma a lot

• even if he doesn’t understand, he will always be there for will. always.

• he’ll sit there and let will cry on him, hold will after a nightmare, rub his back during anxiety attacks, or if will doesn’t feel like talking mike will sit there with him.

• joyce and hopper are very supportive!!

• joyce especially, i think hopper is mad that mike keeps dating his kids.

• of course hopper gave mike the big “if you hurt him..”‘ speech.

• which of course terrified mike

• but it made will laugh so hard his side was hurting when he found out.

• joyce was irritated but couldn’t help but laugh too.

• the party doesn’t care either way

• dustin made a bet with lucas about it actually

• when mike told them, all he got for a response was dustin laughing because he was right about his bet and lucas had to give him $10

• eleven thinks they’re adorable.

• but she protects will

• she also gave mike the “if you hurt him..” speech

• nancy is so supportive, she tries to help mike with boyfriend trouble

• she also helped mike get ready when he had his first real date with will.

• to make up for the lack of letters, mike always writes will love letters and sneaks them into his sketchbook.

• and they’re all signed “love, mike”

• will keeps all of them in a box.

• mike loves will

• and will loves mike.

#mike wheeler #will byers #mike wheeler headcanons #mike wheeler fic #will byers headcanons #will byers fic #byler season 4 #byler is canon #byler fic #byler headcanon #byler is endgame #byler rights #will byers deserves better #mike wheeler loves will byers #will byers loves mike wheeler

[cannibalizedyke]

Dragon Plushie

Mike Wheeler x GN!Reader

Word Count: 307

Warnings: None :)

Summary: You catch Mike looking at a dragon plushie at the mall.

Taglist: @gg-is-a-loser @yesshewrites1

“Come on, (Y/N), we’ve been shopping for hours!”

You were pulling your whiny, grumpy boyfriend along by his hand, running through the mall and stopping at every pink or stuffed-animal-filled store you laid eyes on.

“Oh, don’t be such a buzzkill, Mikey, you love shopping with me!” You laughed and dragged him into yet another toy store.

Mike grumbled to himself but didn’t resist, letting you pull him over to a rack full of fluffy pink bunnies.

“Oh, these are just adorable, aren’t they, Mikey?” You took one off the shelf and hugged it close to your chest.

Mike was distracted.

“Mikey?” You nudged him with your nose.

“Huh?” He startled, looking back at you with wide eyes.

“What were you looking at?” You tilted your head, looking at him with innocent curiosity.

“Oh, uh, nothing,” he said, rather unconvincingly.

Your eyebrows furrowed, disbelieving him. Your gaze trailed over to where he was just staring to see a glittery green dragon plush. “Oh my gosh!!” You giggled, jumping up and down. “You want that dragon plushie!”

“What?!” Mike shook his head adamantly. “N-no I don’t! Stuffed—stuffed animals are for kids!”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Don’t be silly, Mikey, I’m gonna buy it for you!”

“No, no, (Y/N), no—“

You dragged him over to the rack and grabbed one of the plushies. You skipped over to the register and placed the dragon plush and the bunny plush in front of the cashier.

“Hi! I’d like to buy these, please,” you said with a huge smile.

The cashier told you the price and put them in a bag, and you ran happily out of the store.

“Here you go, Mikey!” You plopped the dragon into his hands.

He sighed. “I—Thank you.”

You beamed. “You love him, don’t you?”

He allowed himself a smile. “Yeah. Yeah, I really do.”

#mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x you #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler x gn!reader #mike wheeler imagine #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler oneshot #mike wheeler blurb #mike wheeler drabble #mike wheeler fanfiction #mike wheeler fanfic #mike wheeler fic #mike wheeler

[redroses07]

Lazy Summer Days//Mike Wheeler

Mike Wheeler x Fem!reader fluff (with a dash of spice)

Content warning: Biting. Nothing extreme, it's just used to describe how he's kissing her.

Word count: 435 (This is really short)

A/N: Just a short little thing I wrote! Very fluffy (Do you expect anything less from me?) Anyways, Enjoy! And have a lovely weekend, remember to drink water, eat something, and take a couple moments to relax! Love y'all ❤

You awoke with your head pressed against your warm pillow, and your boyfriend, Mike's, arm slung comfortably over your waist. The morning light from your bedroom window pulls you out of your hazy state.

The sun warms your bare shoulders, a reminder that summer was in its prime. You hear the faint sound of birds chirping outside your window, as well as your boyfriends light snores.

You roll over to face him, admiring the way the sunlight accentuates his features. His soft pink lips, which held a slight smile even in his sleep. How peaceful he looked when in a deep sleep. His dark brown hair, and the way his bangs rested on his forehead. He really was the most beautiful person you had ever laid your eyes on.

You brushed his hair away from his eyes, your fingertips brushing against his soft skin. You traced your fingers against his cheek, and then over his lips. He let out a soft sigh, his eyes fluttering open.

"Good morning," you say as you rest your hand under his jaw.

"Morning, darling." Mike replied in his husky morning voice. His cheeks were flushed, and his smile was wide. His eyes studied you with great fascination.

"What?" you giggle, wondering why he was staring at you so intently.

"No, it's nothing, you're just so..." You didn't have the time to process the rest of his words, because before you knew it his lips were against yours. Your back was pressed against the mattress, and both of his hands were entangled in yours.

What was at first many short, sweet pecks, became one enthralling, passionate kiss.

When the two of you finally broke apart, Mike hovered above you with a love-struck expression.

"You should do that more often." you say, breathing heavily.

"Noted." Mike said as his face broke into a grin. He buried his face in the crook of your neck to hide his laughter. After a moment he began roughly kissing your neck. You let out a dazed sigh as he lightly nipped at the skin around your collarbones.

"Mike, as much as I'm loving this, don't you think we should get out of bed sometime today?" You mumble, forcing him to stop.

"No, it's summer, we don't have to do anything." Mike replied, running his fingers through your hair.

"I guess you're right." you smirk, rolling your eyes playfully.

"Good, now where was I?" Mike said as he leaned in for another kiss.

Your heart was full of love, and your head was free of worries, lazy summer days really were the best.

#stranger things #stranger things one shot #stranger things fic #stranger things x reader #stranger things mike #finn wolfhard #mike wheeler #mike wheeler fic #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler imagine #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler x you #st4 #stranger things 4 #stranger things x y/n #stranger things volume 2 #stranger things season 4 #st4v2 #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fluff #stranger things x you #stranger things imagine #mike wheeler fanfiction #mike wheeler oneshot

[elposting]

if I wrote a byler fic/ one shot based on “bad idea, right?” would any of you read it

edit: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49556137 y'all it's done!!

#byler #byler fanfic #will byers #mike wheeler #mike wheeler fic #mike wheeler fanfiction #will byers fic #will byers fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things ao3 #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fic #st5 #st4 #monica lewinsky fan club #olivia rodrigo #bad idea right #guys #guts olivia rodrigo

[fuqsketti]

hi! hope youre doing well, may i request mike wheeler x reader where the reader plays with mike's hair :)

fireworks || mike wheeler

A/N tysm for the request! ik this might not be exactly what you had in mind but i hope you enjoy either way! <3

unedited

fluff fluff fluff

Despite how easy they stayed in touch, Y/n always found it difficult to be apart from her boyfriend.

After all the strange happenings, Y/n left Hawkins because her mother didn't want her to be part in any more of it.

Mike would give her a call whenever he had the chance, write her a ton of letters, sends her presents in the mail but it just wasn’t the same as getting to see him everyday, getting to hug him and kiss him, feeling those fireworks only Mike wheeler could give her.

She prayed he still felt those fireworks.

On very few occasions her mother would let mike visit her.

She had always thought those friends of yours from Hawkins were a bad influence, especially after the star court incident.

This time however, after months of begging, your mom finally caved and let YOU visit HIM in Hawkins.

To say Y/n was excited was an understatement, she got to see all her old friends and got to stay at her boyfriends house.

Nothing could make her fall break any better.

After that exhausting flight, all she wanted to do was collapse into her boyfriend's arms and get to smell his sweet cologne again.

As soon as her flight landed she rushed to the gate, scanning the crowd for her boyfriend.

And then she saw him.

Holding a sign that said ‘Y/N’ with nicely drawn flowers and hearts- Will must’ve helped him out with it.

He saw her the same time she saw him, throwing the sign aside and rushing towards her- She met him halfway and embraced him in a bear hug as he swept her off her feet, spinning her around a few times as he was just so excited that she was here.

Once they finished their little love fest he put her back down smiling at her warmly.

She then had the chance to look at him closely.

He had changed much since she last saw his face about a year ago; any baby fat had completely vanished, and he now had sharp cheekbones and jawline, thick eyebrows, and faint undereye bags.

But his mullet was the only thing that caused her to gasp.

“Oh wow.” Y/n chuckled as she started to play with the long hairs from the back of his head.

He sighed in content, he’d missed her touch.

“What?” He asked, his smile still not fading.

“Your hair.” She whispered, raking her hands through his long black hair.

He was so lucky, his hair was so thick and healthy- it made her jealous.

“O-Oh,” He nodded then seemed a bit insecure

“Do you like it?” He asked almost shyly.

“Y-Yeah.” She stuttered out, grabbing his face to make him turn his head- so she could see the full cut.

“It really suits you Mike.”

“You think so?“ He blushed, grabbing her hand away from his face so he could look at her again.

“I really do.” She nodded, her fingers combing through his black hair again, a gesture he seemed to enjoy more this time now that he knew she liked it.

“You look badass.”

Mike grinned; the word "badass" had never been used to describe him, but god did he love that she used it.

“Like one of those satan worshippers you see on the news.” She teased then laughed, He laughed along his hands finding their way to her hips.

“Oh wow- just the look I was going for.” He chuckled pulling her close to him.

“You really know how to compliment me.”

She took her hands away from his hair and put them around his neck, smiling up at him.

“I take pride in my ability.”

He sighed,

“You’re such a dork.” he whispered while staring down at her lips.

“A dork that you wanna kiss so bad right now.” She teased, although she was looking at his too.

“You’re right.” He murmured before moving in, kissing her.

Oh yeah. those fireworks are still there.

#mike wheeler fic #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler imagine #mike wheeler x you #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler #stranger things fic #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #stranger things x you #stranger things #finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard imagine #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard x y/n #richie tozier imagine #richie tozier fanfiction #richie tozier #richie tozier x reader #boris pavlikovsky #trevor spengler

[dyhlanobrien]

Mike Wheeler x F!Reader Warning : ST S4 redo, Injuries, that's all really, Plot: Fluff, Comfort, very mild, S4 Vol. 2

She’s the first to climb the sheet ladder, helped by Mike, who follows her up. She hits the mattress and rolls out of his way. He hits next, the two sharing a quick giggle and a smile. She holds her hand out, which he quickly takes, and she pulls him up to her. Dustin hits next. Once Dustin lands, they all look up to Eddie, who hasn’t started climbing yet. He’s looking from them and back outside. 

Y/N realizes what he’s going to do before the rest do. They all shout, scream, asking him to stop what he’s doing, but it’s no use. He’s cut the sheet and moved the mattress before they can change his mind. They frantically try to think of something, when it hits her. 

“Mike, put me on your shoulders. I can reach and go through.” 

“Absolutely not Y/N! You are not going back through there alone.” 

“I won’t be alone. I’ll be with Eddie. I’ll stop him, but it needs to be done now.” 

Mike and Dustin share a look, Dustin shrugging his shoulders cause he doesn’t know what else to do. Dustin holds his hands out, Y/N using them as a step to climb onto Mike's shoulders. She knows it might hurt him, but she’ll apologize later. She uses all her force to jump from his shoulders, just barely grabbing the edge of the portal. She uses her upper strength to pull herself up and manages to land similar to Steve earlier. Thank god for gymnastics. 

She grabs her weapon, as well as Eddie’s, from earlier and dashes out the door. 

“Eddie! Eddie, where are you?” She doesn’t hear anything from him but she does hear the demo-bats. She rubs towards the noise, finally finding Eddie. He’s only got a shield and is surrounded. 

“Eddie!” 

He’s finally heard her and he doesn’t look happy. She runs into the fray, throwing him his saber or whatever they had decided to call it. They stand back to back, swinging at anything that comes near them. They don’t hit every one, and some get a bite in here and there. 

“What the hell are you doing Y/N? This was supposed to be my moment of glory!” 

“If you think we were just gonna let you sacrifice yourself for this shit town, you’re very wrong,” she says, hissing as a bat gets her upper arm. 

“Should’ve known you’d never let me have the spotlight,” he says, a bat getting him on the back. As it bites his back, his tail swings, slashing across her face. She can feel it slash through her skin, the blood rolling into her eye. 

“We’re gonna get out of this, and we’re gonna clear your name. Your year, remember?” 

“You gonna be there to watch me cross the stage, Little Harrington?” 

“We all will. Front row, cheering as you flip off the principal.” 

Suddenly, they are swarmed, the bats getting several bites in. As quickly as they came, they all fell to the ground. They both droop onto each other, looking around. Was it over? Had they won? 

Y/N looks down at herself, seeing multiple spots where blood is oozing through her clothes. Looking over at Eddie, he doesn’t look much better. 

They hear shouting, looking up to see Mike and Dustin running towards them. 

Mike falls to his knees, sliding to his girlfriend's side. “Shit shit shit, Y/N, what the hell were you thinking?” 

“She couldn’t let me have the glory man, she’s my hero. Saved my life, for sure,” Eddie says as Dustin helps him up. Mike puts an arm under Y/Ns legs and around her shoulders, holding her closely to his chest. 

“We need to get them both out of here, and get medical attention immediately.”

They all start to walk to the trailer, quick and unable to wait for the other three. They all manage to get through and as Mike goes to carry Y/N out of the trailer, the ground starts to shake. The four move away from the trailer, the shaking causing them all to fall to the ground. Mike softens Y/N’s fall, holding her tightly to his chest. They watch in shocked silence as Eddie’s trailer is swallowed by the huge portal opening up in its place. 

“What the fuck? How much blood have I lost, cause I think I’m seeing things,” Y/N says, clutching onto Mike's arm that’s wrapped around her chest. 

“Vecna's curse, the four chimes. We heard them,” Robin says, walking up from behind them. 

“We need to go, now,” Y/N says, attempting to stand up. She quickly falls back into Mike, everything spinning. She has so many questions, but they’re going to have to wait.

“No, you need medical attention. We’ll split up, the four of us will go get your wounds cleaned, you three go find the other three. Drop us off at the Harrington house,” Mike orders, scooping Y/N up and starting towards where they left the vehicle. No one argues, just follows. 

Once they’re dropped off, Mike carries Y/N up to her room and lays her on her bed. 

“Man, I just washed my bedding, and now I’m gonna have to throw it out,” she jokes, seeing the blood already making a mess. Mike doesn’t laugh, just goes to her bathroom, grabbing the things he thinks he’ll need to tend to her wounds. 

He returns, dropping everything on the bed beside her. The first thing he does is help her sit up and remove her shirt. These bites look the worst. He doesn’t move, causing Y/N to look up at him. He's in a daze, looking down at her wounds. She brings her hand up, caressing his cheek. 

“I’m ok. I’m here.” 

He shakes himself out of his moment, looking back to Y/N with sad eyes. “I thought I’d lost you.” 

She sits up, hissing at the pain caused by her movements, and wraps her arms around his neck. “I know. I know you did. But you didn’t. I’m here. We made it. We’re together. I’m right here and I'm not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me Wheeler.” 

He holds her gently, not wanting to cause her anymore pain, then leans back, looking down at her big green eyes. He places a hand on each side of her face, staring at the face he loves so much. He places a gentle kiss on her lips, pulling away much to fast for her liking. Her lips turn into a pout, so he kisses them again, turning the pout into a smile. 

“I love you Y/N Harrington.” 

“I love you too Michael Wheeler,” she replies as she lays back down. 

“This is going to hurt Y/N,” he says as a warning. She grabs her pillow, stuffing it into her face, and gives him a thumbs up. She screams as he pours the peroxide on the wounds, quick to cover them with gauze and tape. “This isn’t going to be perfect, but it’ll work for now.” She doesn’t respond, so he pulls the pillow from her face, and sees she’s passed out from the pain. He cleans the rest of her body wounds, saving her face for last. 

He gently cleans it with cotton balls and peroxide, careful to to get anything near her eyes. He puts neosporin on it, unsure of what else to do. He brushes her hair back, staring down at her face. He had thought for a moment earlier, that he may never see her again, alive at least. It had taken Dustin and him far too long to figure out how they could get through the portal and by the time he had, he’d expected the worst. But when he saw them both sitting up, alive, he’d been beyond relieved. He couldn’t imagine if anything else had happened. If he’d had to look at Steve and tell him he’d let her go back without him and she didn’t make it. 

He cleans up the mess he made, and lays down beside the sleeping girl. As soon as he wraps an arm around her, instinct kicks in and she grabs at his chest, holding his shirt in her hands. 

He kisses her on her forehead, and before he knows it, falls asleep. 

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[pinkposies]

Cheerleader

a/n requests are open!

warnings: none

parings Mike Wheeler x fem!reader

↳ The two of you met in chemistry when paired together to be partners.

↳ Mike was hesitant to speak to you before the two of you had even gotten to know one another. He was aware of your friendship with the popular group from your high school years.

↳ When you tried to start up a conversation, he’ll only answer you with short answers.

↳ He observed you all day even though he was too nervous to talk to you. He will, for instance, tune out Dustin's conversation throughout lunch since he is focused on you. Mike was in awe of how your eyes lit up when you laughed or how big you smiled.

↳ Then one day, the two of you were assigned an project that was a huge part of your grade. Mike invited you to come to his house, so y’all can work on the project. Karen and Nancy loved you and your sunshine attitude.

↳ During the time of working on the project, you noticed how attractive Mike really was. You’ve never really had a chance to admire him because in class he’ll never fully look at you.

↳ You began to ask Mike about his interests in an attempt to get to know him. He compiled after a few minutes of pestering, and in return you told him about yourself. Mike was actually surprised that the two of you had similar interests.

↳ You were the one to ask Mike out. At first, he thought you were dared to ask him out but when you assured him you were serious he said yes.

↳ Secret makeouts in the janitor’s closet.

↳ Mike initially wished to keep your relationship a secret out of concern for what might happen to you if your friends discovered that you were dating him.  However, you informed him that you didn't give a damn what people thought as long as the two of you were happy.

↳ You’ll drag him to parties which took a lot of convincing for him to come.

↳ He’ll stay after school to watch you practice. Mike even walks you home everyday and tries to attend the games you cheer in.

↳ Mike will teach you how to play DND since you were curious about what he spends his extra time on. When he introduced you to the Hellfire group everyone was shocked that you were with him.

↳ Though he’ll feel insecure about your relationship, you are always there to assure him. Even going as far as to cuss out anyone who makes fun of your relationship.

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[poisonedprose]

imagine lovesick mike having a s/o who he absolutely adores. he's always found a way to sneak you into the conversation. he could talk about you until he turned blue in the face. every time he went to the mall he would always find something he knew you would love. sometimes it was a little thing, like a tester perfume, and other times when his dad gave him a big allowance, like shoes he knows you've really been wanting. he absolutely spoils you - with money and with love. he always wants to see you and will often walk you to all of your classes to the point even your teachers know his name. he even has been banned from talking about you at hellfire club.

#! ♡ ₊˚✧ st . #mike wheeler #mike wheeler imagine #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler fic #mike wheeler blurb #mike wheeler x you #stranger things #stranger things x reader

[sxriusblxck]

Heyy, I was wondering if you can do a Mike Wheeler X Henderson!Reader. Where she’s Dustin’s Twin or Younger Sister by a year, and like a little Enemies to lovers thing. She wants to join Hellfire but Dustin is against it and Mike agrees and says some things that hurt her feelings so she runs out of the room and he feels bad so he goes to look for her and you can do the rest? Thank you!! I love your writing btw!!🥰

love this :) and ty! means a lot to me <3

warnings: mike is kind of an asshole, the reader cries, one kiss

i made is so the reader isn't explicitly his biological sister to be more inclusive! and the reader is 16 & they're 17 :)

Before Dustin joined Hellfire, you and him were inseparable.

You two did everything together. You shared a room when you were kids, enjoyed most of the same food, had basically the same music taste, and even wore similar clothes! You were like two people in different fonts.

But after they met Eddie Munson and joined his Dungeons and Dragons club, he started getting distant.

One thing you didn't have in common was that game. You didn't dislike it, you just weren't interested in it. You occasionally watched them play and knew enough about it to understand what was going on, but definitely not enough to actually play.

So when you proposed joining the club (with secret intentions to spend more time with your brother) you were turned down.

"But why not?" You're nearly whining, eyes pleading as you stare into your older brothers.

"Y/n, you barely know how to play." He sighs. "Eddie probably wouldn't let you join the club."

"Probably? He definitely wouldn't let her join."

Speak of the devil.

Mike Wheeler, one of your brothers best friends and your arch nemesis. Your six-year-long feud had started back when he spilled cranberry juice all over your favorite dress, and ever since then, you were sworn enemies. He was a grade-a asshole, always teasing you and talking down on you, if he weren't Dustin's friend, you would've kicked him in the balls a long time ago.

It didn't help that you had the tiniest of crushes on him, but that was neither here nor there.

"Can it, Wheeler." You snarl, not even bothering to look over at him before going back to your conversation. "Come on, can you just talk to him, please?"

Your puppy-dog eyes make him surrender, letting out a huff before silently nodding. You cheer, pumping a fist in the air excitedly.

"Really, that's all it takes?" Mike scoffs, head tilted as he turns back to meet your eyes. "Why do you even want to join? You can't even play."

"The game seems interesting." You shrug, picking at your nails. You weren't in the mood to deal with Mike and his attitude.

"Like you could even understand it."

You swiftly turn toward him, eyebrows furrowed as you stare him down.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You huff.

"Cut it out." Dustin groans, plopping down on the couch between Lucas and Max, settling-in when he sensed you and Mike were starting to get at it.

"It means that you couldn't comprehend a game as complex as Dnd, that's all." He smiles sarcastically.

You feel a lump forming in your throat, swelling thick and constricting your airway. You blink rapidly to beat away tears, not wanting to fuel his fire by crying in front of him.

"Are you calling me stupid?"

"Surprised you noticed." He mutters, going back to building whatever Lego-set he was working on.

"You're a jerk." You spit.

His eyes meet yours right as the first tear falls, but you're quick to turn, rushing up the basement stairs and slamming the door behind you before anyone could get a word out.

"That was a rude thing to say." Lucas chimes in.

"Shut up." He huffs, head dropping into his hands as he thinks over how badly he fucked-up.

You sniffle wetly, wiping your nose with the back of your hand. You're curled into a fetal position, hugging your pillow to your chest, wetting it with your tears after what happened.

Your intelligence was always one of your biggest insecurities, and to hear the boy you liked confirm it was heartbreaking for you. You just wanted to sink into your bed and disappear.

But right as you're about to will yourself to sleep instead of having to think about it, there's a soft knock at your bedroom door.

"Go away!" You shout at who you think is Dustin, but only receive another knock in response.

With a huff, you climb out of your bed and trudge to the door, swinging it open to reveal none other than Mike himself. You go to shut it in his face but he pushes past you before you can.

"I know you don't want to talk to me, so I'll just talk and you listen, okay?" He doesn't get an answer, but continues anyway. "I'm.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you upset, I was just kidding around, honestly."

There's a beat of silence before you speak.

"It wasn't funny." You don't look at him, can't look him in the eye when it's obvious he thinks you're an idiot.

"I know, fuck." He huffs. "I didn't realize you'd take it so seriously."

"Well I did, and it hurt my fucking feelings." You snap, and he looks taken aback by your raise of volume. "All my life I have been told I'm not smart enough, that I wont understand things because of my intelligence. Hearing the one guy I've ever... never mind."

"No, what were you going to say?" He walks closer, eyes wide and curious like they always were.

"It's nothing, Mike." You shake your head, sitting down on the edge of your bed.

"It's not nothing to me. The one guy you've ever what?" He continues to push, typical Mike Wheeler, never one to let things go unsaid.

"The one guy I've ever... had feelings for."

You hear his sharp inhale, and you think the worst. Maybe he's going to laugh, or make a joke. What you don't expect is for him to sit next to you, and put his hand on yours.

"Are you being serious?" He asks, not rudely, which you appreciate.

"Yes." You whisper, gazing longingly into his big brown eyes.

You don't get a verbal response, but what you get is much better.

Instead, you get a kiss. A sweet, albeit short, but nonetheless wonderful kiss from the boy you've been fancying for years. It makes you glad Mike wasn't good with words, because otherwise, you wouldn't have gotten this.

"I.. I feel the same way, and I'm sorry for implying that you were stupid. I don't think you are, you're one of the smartest girls I know. I was being an asshole, okay?" He says.

You nod. "I understand, thank you for apologizing."

"Of course." His hand comes to lift your jaw, stroking along the bone as a smile quirks at his lips. "Why don't we tell the boys we have a new member joining Hellfire?"

You can only grin, jumping in his arms while peppering kisses all over his face.

He laughs, and it's the most beautiful thing you've ever heard.

#concepts #mike wheeler #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler x henderson!reader #mike wheeler x you #mike wheeler angst #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler fic #stranger things

[douceurrrr]

THE BABYSITTER PT2

pt 1 pt3

SUMMARY: after meeting mike you seem to act differently. you wanted to make the first move but someone was ahead of you.

PARINGS: mike wheeler x cheerleader!black!reader

DETAILS: fluff, mike and the reader being cute, smut!

no p n v

*aged up mike

* tbh I think this fic looks better in goth screen but it’s up to y’all

AFTER THE babysitting your mom asked how was it and was surprised when you replied with a “it went great.” She never thought you would actually have pleasure in working. You’d honestly never thought you would like working too but that all changed after a special someone recently caught your eyes.

“y/n y/l/n? the cheerleader was at your house?” Dustin says as he sits at the lunch table beside mike and and all his other Hellfire friends. “yes y/n y/l/n.” Mike repeated, shaking his head. Dustin didn’t believe not one word that was coming out his mouth. There was no way that a cheerleader would talk to any of them. “no way I don’t believe you.” But right on time you were walking towards the table and came to a stop when you reached the edge.

All of the members of the club looked up at you. “hey mike.” you gleamed, with a slight sparkle in your eyes. Everyone at the table eyes widen, including Dustin. “h-hey y/n.” Mike stumbled his words, rubbing the back of his neck. Mike took this time to admire your features. He looked at your hair first, your dark brown curly hair stopping at your shoulders, framed your face perfectly.

oh and that face.

He liked how pink and plump your lips were and how everything on your face a perfectly structured. Up to your chocolate brown eyes down to your perfectly shaped chin, you were a goddess. “I guess I’ll be at your house again tonight.” You walked away back to where you was at before leaving mike feeling like he had a million of butterflies in his stomach. “ok i think I believe you now.” Dustin pondered.

there’s something no one knew except mike was that he actually had a crush on you before you started babysitting holly. but you didn’t need to know that. mike never thought it would work out, the cheerleader and the loser. it doesn’t go together, does it? he doesn’t want to take the chance. You didn’t think I’ll work out either, you thought he just thinks of you as someone who’s babysitting his little sister.

—

days turned into months as you go to the wheeler’s to babysit holly. you couldn’t stand the silence between you and mike, it was literally painful. so you made a plan that when mike walks through that door you would confess. while playing with holly you heard the door open then close then footsteps head up stairs, this was your chance. “excuse me for a bit holly.” You mumbled as you started to go upstairs as well. you were kinda feeling nervous walking upstairs without permission but this had to be done. your chest starts to burn in nervousness as you reach the top of the stairs.

you don’t know which door is his bedroom but you just go for it and open one and you see something you thought you would never see, mike is thrusting into his hand, making a mess of his slender fingers as he tugged harshly on his cock. your mouth opened in shock as you’re staring down at his cock, leaking with his juices, his hand isn’t enough causing him to start whining and moaning someone’s name. you listen closely to hear who’s name he was moaning. “good girl. oh shit y/n.” he coos, your eyes widen. you start to clench your chocolate brown thighs together. mike had one hand underneath the covers pumping him up and down in a rapid motion as the other hand was in his sweaty forehead. then suddenly you accidentally shifted making a creaky noise form the floor.

mike instantly whipped his head towards the door, you instantly started babbling nonsense. “m’sorry I didn’t mean to invade- omg m’so sorry.” mike didn’t say anything and just got up, towered over you and pulled you in the room. mike bent back down connecting your lips being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterward. you slid your tongue along his lip, he groaned. your hand came down to his cock, tugging on it making him groan. you were in awe of his size but not surprised. he pulled back, giving you the opportunity to kneel in front of him, coming eye to eye with his cock. you look up at him in innocence as your hand came up to palm him.

“gosh you’re so hot, i can’t believe this is actually happ- oh fuck.”

you had licked from the base to the tip of his shaft, your hands resting at his thighs. you then pulled away, pushing him on the bed. he scooted his back against the head board as you placed yourself on the bed as well, resting between his legs. you went back to work, taking him fully, the tip of his dick hitting the back of your throat, nose hitting pelvis. you began to bob up and down slowly, all will a string of praises and moans left mikes mouth. you looked so pretty looking up at him with your chocolate brown eyes in admiration. you moved your hands up his shirt making it bunch up, feeling his toned chest, mike took your hand and held it as he was getting closer with each lick that was placed on the tip.

“i'm so close , fuck. you don’t know how close i am, doll."

you hummed in response making vibrations around him, he lost it, tugging the sheets letting out a cry but being mindful that holly was downstairs. his load filled your mouth as you hear his moans from above. you swallowed every last drop of him and took him out your mouth. mike was laying down breathing heavily. “so I guess by now you know I like you.” You nervously chuckled. “yeah I do too.” Mike says as his chest rises up and down trying to recover from what just happened. you hesitantly leaned down connecting your lips with his. his hands are on your waist he's pulling you closer until you fall on his chest with a squeal, your tits pressed up against his chest. “you want to be my girlfriend?” you pulled him in for another kiss kissing so desperately that your whole body curves into mike’s.

“does that answer your question?”

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