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sapphic-bats · 7 months
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Uhh, ficlet-wise, can I request Will and Karen interacting? Maybe because she knows that Mike likes him and she wants to know more about how Will thinks, coax info out of him to judge if her son's got a chance
Of course! LOVE this troupe! Request from @microwaveonwheels
Mike Wheeler thought that kissing was boring.
Beforehand, when he and Eleven had nothing about which to talk. All they’d do was make out, and weasel around Hopper’s rule. He’d try to talk about anything, and suddenly they were kissing. It was fine, he guessed. But at moments like that, he couldn’t help but feel like his father.
Until he started dating Will.
He and Will kissed often, too little, in Mike’s opinion, but they rarely ever made out. Like, ever. When they did, however, it was glorious. And that wasn’t a word Mike used on the regular.
Now was one of those seldom times. They were kissing on Mike’s bed, Mike hovering over Will, who laid flat beneath him, and they were smiling. Giggling into the kisses, because it was funny. It was sweet. It was perfect, just being able to kiss and be best friends and keep it a secret all at once. It was theirs to own, theirs to tell. Not that they’d told anyone, though. Of course, they knew that people were obviously figuring it out. Mike himself wasn’t exactly wonderful at being discreet.
The door was shut, and practically no one was home. They could kiss as much as they wanted, but they’d just have to be quiet. For the two, it was hard. All they wanted to do was kiss and laugh, talk about random things that they both liked and pretend they weren’t doting on the other all the while. But they couldn’t. Not with Karen downstairs. Tones had to stay strictly platonic.
Will slid his hands up from Mike’s waist to his back, holding fast and smiling still. The flannel crinkled under his fingertips, and it was so incredibly soft and smelled like Mike. I mean, sure, Mike was literally on top of him, kissing him, but still. It was all still so surreal.
That was, until the doorknob turned.
They both shot up, which usually could fool the oblivious, but there were two issues: one, the door was already wide open, and two, the person had surely seen them kissing. They’d leapt apart a half-second too late.
Eyes wide, their gazes snapped to the door, where a stunned Karen Wheeler stood, words dying on her tongue.
Will, in the seconds that passed, thought a second funeral was about to be thrown for him, when suddenly, Karen raised a hand.
“I’m so sorry, boys. My mistake.” She said, quickly shutting the door. She hadn’t seemed ashamed, just apologetic, like she should have knocked first (she should’ve, to be fair).
The silence stretched thin and heavy between them, Karen long gone from the door, when Mike and Will glanced to each other, faces red.
“Oh, shit.”
“Yeah.” Will agreed.
“I…” Mike spluttered. “I’m gonna go… talk to her.”
“I’ll come with.”
“No.” Mike refused uncharacteristically, which alerted Will that he was serious, but not angry. “I don’t want you to have to… deal with anything.”
They both knew the unspoken meaning. I don’t want you to risk getting hurt, if things go south.
Will nodded, relenting, and Mike smiled reassuringly as he opened the door. “I’ll be right back.”
Starting down the steps, he descended them cautiously. Slowly. As if his mother might explode into rage when he reached the bottom. Instead, he found her at the kitchen table, waiting for her coffee to finish brewing.
“Hi, Mom.”
She turned, surprised to see him. “Oh! Michael.” She greeted, genuinely curious at his presence. “Is everything alright? You boys need snacks?”
He seemed stumped by his mother’s calmness. “Uh, no. I- I thought you’d want to… talk.”
“Actually, I do. Do you really have time now?” She glanced towards the stairs. “I don’t want to take away from your play date.”
Mike scoffed sheepishly. “I mean, sure?” He seated himself across from her at the table. “Um… so, about what you saw,”
“Mike.”
“I know what it looks like. And it was. It was that.” He rambled, pressing on. “Will and I were just- I mean, we’re dating. He’s my- we- we weren’t like, having sex, or anything.”
“Michael.”
“I don’t think either of us are ready for that. Like, one day, maybe, but not- not now. We’re fifteen, you know? Not exactly the age of consent, or whatever.”
“Michael.”
“And, like, by one day, I mean I want to be with him in the future. I hope we’re still together, because I love him, and I want- I just don’t want you to be mad at him. I understand if you’re disappointed in me, but don’t- please don’t tell Joyce and out him to her, and-”
“Michael!”
The surprised, sheepish look on her son’s face immediately hurts her. “I’m sorry, honey, but you hadn’t let me speak first. And I’m pretty sure you’ll need some reassurance before you start defending yourself.” Karen chuckled, extending a hand with her palm up.
Mike, slowly realizing it was an offer, placed his hand softly in hers. When he looked back up, all that met him was a gentle smile on his mother’s face.
“I’m not mad at you.”
Mike blinked. “You’re not?”
Karen laughed. “No. Of course not.” She squeezed his hand. “I’m not upset at all. Not at you, not for you and Will, and I wouldn’t be mad if you two were doing more than just kissing.”
Mike made a face at that, not disgusted, just uncomfortably flustered at the mention. Karen continued. “It’s what I said years ago, talking to you like this. Remember? When Will went missing?” Mike nodded. “Do you remember what I said?”
“That you just wanted me to talk to you.”
“Yes.” She smiled, heartwarmingly. “And I know that this subject in particular is scary. It’s something that you have to hide, considering the upsetting things people do. How much misplaced hate there is for something that’s so okay.”
Mike felt his lungs quiver at the mention. Comfort always feels better coming from a parent.
“And if you’re still going to keep it a secret, that’s completely okay. I don’t want any harm to come your way. But please know, Michael,” she squeezed his hand again, cupping his with her other one. “I will always love you. And I just want you to talk to me, to be honest.”
Tears, despite himself, prickled in his waterline. He knew his hands were shaking in the slightest, but he didn’t care anymore. With his mother so here and so accepting, he didn’t have any more room for self-consciousness.
“Okay.” He mumbled, voice breaking.
Karen smiled, glancing up towards the stairs again, then flicking her gaze back to his eyes in earnest love. “Okay, well, I’m not going to keep you for too long. I know how eager you are to probably get back to that.”
“Mom!” Mike cried out in embarrassment.
“What?” She teased as he yanked his hand away from hers. “What did I say?”
He glared at her grin. “That’s… ew, Mom, don’t refer to my love life like that.” He grimaced.
Karen just laughed. “Alright. Well, either way, don’t keep Will waiting. He’s a lovely boy. I’m…” she paused, beaming in a way he’d never seen. “I’m glad that he’s the one that makes you happy.”
Mike paused, a foot already on the first stair. His eyes lit up for just a moment, smile growing on his face. One that said, “yeah, me too”.
He raced back up the steps, all the way to his room. He slowed, opening the door steadily to see a nervous Will picking at the knees of his jeans.
“Oh my god, Mike. I’m so sorry.” He immediately spoke, frantic and worried. “How- how’d it go?”
Mike left that silence, grinning widely at the sight of his boyfriend. He crossed the room, shutting and locking the door this time, and halted in front of his boyfriend.
Will looked up inquisitively. “What?”
The quiet was suspenseful, all except for the hug grin on Mike’s face. Will was readied to speak again, tongue locked and loaded on a string of curious words, when Mike promptly flopped over on top of Will.
The other boy shouted, startled and endlessly humored, exclaiming and screeching and cackling as Mike wrapped himself fast to the other boy.
“Mike! Oh my god, you’re gonna crush me!”
“Am not, asshole!”
Will stopped fighting, laying flat and limp now. “Enjoy your murder charges.” He seemed to commit to the facade for a few long moments, before straining against Mike’s weight. “Okay, nevermind, I want to live. Let me free!”
“No thanks,” Mike sniffed in mock disdain. “Pretty set on getting those murder charges.”
“Mouthbreather!” Will laughed, shoving Mike off of him onto the floor, to which he immediately gasped in concern, then cackled in unison with Mike.
Their laughing was loud enough to be heard throughout the house, pure and unadulterated joy. The noisy elation was smiled at by Karen, who sipped her coffee satisfactorily. Downstairs, upstairs, wherever. Mike didn’t care.
They weren’t careful to stay quiet now. They didn’t have to be.
HOLY SHIT. Wrote half of this in school, and the other half during a surgery (not my surgery). Thanks for the suggestion! This is my favorite ficlet now. 💙💛
EDIT: Also, I came up with the idea for the beginning lines while at a farm without my phone. I had to write it down in my writing notebook. <3
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linusbenjamin · 1 year
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If you're going to kill me, just do it. I'm sick of your bullshit. Daredevil | The Path of the Righteous
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saintemarvel · 8 months
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Some of the unused group pictures for the Tombstone event. Personally I love the first one, but it didn't really fit the theme.
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static-kills · 5 months
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Y’all what if Karen Chasity got around when she was younger (before she found God or smth) and then “she’s a maneater” eventually turned into “she’s a fucking cannibal that’s what she is” over time
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tomato-ace · 7 months
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hey, you! yes you! *grabs you by the shoulders* during super star spectacle karen literally dies and hikari's response to that is to bawl her eyes out and be confused about karen's feelings towards her only to then describe THOSE EXACT SAME FEELINGS FROM HER SIDE TOWARD KAREN BUT WITH DIFFERENT WORDS AND THEN- AND THEN SHE'S LIKE "I'll send you another letter, okay?" (read: I'll give you fuel again) and I'll be waiting for you (on this stage)" LIKE WHAT THE HEL-
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caramelmochacrow · 7 months
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happy birthday karen!! she'll do starlight with everyone!
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thenightisland · 10 months
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thinking about the fairy tale trope of a kiss from your true love having magical properties and how often these kisses are used to wake up characters who are asleep or in some state of suspended animation or give them back something they lost. thinking about fitz walking around half-forged and detached from his own emotions until the fool kisses him and gives him back all of those memories and emotions effectively “waking him up” again and giving him back something he'd lost. and by thinking i of course mean i am screaming incoherently.
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sad-trash-hobo · 2 years
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My favorite thing to imagine is Frank trying to convince Karen to go for Matt instead of himself and so he starts hanging out with Matt to see what Karen might be interested in and he keeps coming back and inviting Karen to go with them so he can play wingman for Karen while she goes with Matt but the whole time Frank is getting so invested in Matt and why he's a such a perfect guy that Karen starts having to leave their friend dates ealier and earlier until it's just Frank and Matt going out for drinks and it takes Frank a whole month to realize that Karen set him up with Matt and that he's been dating for him for weeks without realizing
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pinkeoni · 10 months
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Ppl putting a loooooot of faith into a woman who canonically voted for Reagan
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fantastic-nonsense · 1 year
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okay I'm peaking into pre-2003 Supergirl comics and was no one going to tell me that there's actually like 6 different Supergirls or was I just supposed to figure out that Kara (pre-Crisis) and Kara (post-Crisis) and Linda and Matrix are all literally different people by myself
me reading the DC Wiki: "wait so the Supergirl who became an actual literal angel wasn't Kara????"
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shhh-secret-time · 25 days
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To be honest, stardew valley has me in such a chokehold. It always has, even before the 1.6.
In such a way that my brain wants to smash my hyperfixation into it. So late at night I'll be awake thinking of this stardew/south park mashup.
Call that bad boy Star Park AU.
But no brain! Bad! We already have too much going on! You have a Secret Soulmate AU. Fantasy AU, A Cowboy AU story staring Kenny that's still in the outline phase, and these one shots!
(Look at the tags to watch me descent into madness)
#like C'mon#it would be so cute and wholesome#ya know#everything south park isn't#its not my fault I think about me and my friends ocs starting a little farm together#i got one friend I rp with#we smash everything into our stardew rp#it ain't even really stardew besides like the layout of the town#I could write something like that up#like Stan and his family are already “farmers”#the heart event where he tells you he fucking hates it#but next heart event he confesses he's starting to associate farming with you#and now...maybe its not so bad?#COME ON#Kenny taking Karen to see your animals and falling in love with the way you're so gentle with her#Kyle finding you passed out in the mines and scolding you for being careless#but he's patching you up while he does it!!!?#Cartman demanding you bring him crops from your farm because#“everyone elses crops taste like dirt and ball sweat! at least I can stomach yours.”#(its the sweetest thing hes ever said tbh)#tweek having his little coffee shop set up there#he gets away from his parents and moves out to the valley because its quiet!#Craig moves out there to study the stars because they're so clear he can almost see all of them without a telescope#Clyde is JUST Alex and you cant change my mind#after the death of his mother he goes to live with his grandparents#Bebe is like a mix of Haley and Emily!#her events would be you helping her get her outfit designs off the ground and using her photography skills to have you model them#Wendy's whole thing would her being the mayors assistant but over heart events you make her believe in herself#and she becomes mayor; fuck you lewis you old fuck#shhh its a secret
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raydaviespilled · 8 days
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in honour of ray+karen still being an item (thank you fellow kinklings for the confirmation), here are a bunch of pics of the two of them together. I think they’re a good match visually…..and now I’m so curious how they met!!
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basslinegrave · 4 months
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stob nation wanting a kiss no theyre not gonna, we should be aiming lower, much lower, i mean like a half hug lmao
if, and i mean IF, the only thing close to that that i can imagine is something extremely vague in the form of an almost kiss sort of like when robotnik grabbed stones face but wade was there but we can imagine they could have kissed. theyre not gonna sloppy make out 😔
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chloe and young karen would have liked each other so much, i.e. shared weed and fucked each other's brains out
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Imagine Mike's Nancy's or Max's reaction when he finds out about Karen and Billy pining each other in seasons 2-3.
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spotsupstuff · 8 months
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Loving the looks to the moon racism arc
i simply think that Moon's distaste for Ancients should be grasped and swung directly into a ball pit at Mach IV like an overexcited child
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