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will80sbyers · 5 months
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NANCY WHEELER & MIKE WHEELER Chapter One: The Vanishing of Will Byers
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friendsdontlieokay · 7 months
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Just thinking about how in the final season, the kids will be as old as the older teens were in the first season, more like they will be the same age when the upside down closes as their siblings were when it first opened.
(S5) Will will be as old as (S1)Jonathan, (S5)Mike will be as old as (S1) Nancy, (S5) Dustin will be as old as (S1) Steve and even (S5) Erica will be as old as (S1) Lucas.
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byler-alarmist · 3 months
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Natalia Dyer 🤝 Finn Wolfhard
being so, so over their respective character's love triangle
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gayofthefae · 2 months
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Mike telling Nancy he lied to El about loving her and her telling him the story of her and Steve, causing her to reflect on the fact that she didn't love Steve and...
arc aligning in service to all characters involved, you get my drift
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loserharrington · 7 months
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i’d love to see nancy and mike interact a lot more i feel like a lot of people forget they’re related
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souppiemousse · 1 year
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I'm very lazy to type this out, but like imagine. (Pss this is me planning for a part 2.)
Nancy, Dustin and Steve are hanging out in the cabin. Dustin and Steve are chatting while Nancy's working on some blue prints or plans. (Whateve)
And Steve like randomly brings up about the fact that he noticed Robin and Mike getting closer lately.
Dustin's eyes widened like "No way?? Actually??" While Steve responds with "Yeah?? Actually!! I'm not lying, i'm telling you. Those two are attached at the hip."
Nancy looks up suddenly, finally snapping out of her stupor. "What." Her eyes furrowed in confusion.
"Robin won't stop gushing about him, and Mike follows her around like a little duckling, I swear." Steve says, rolling his eyes.
"I'm starting to see it too." Dustin ponders about it too. He has seen them with each other a load of times, but that was because they were paired up, so of course they were always together, completing their tasks. But they're always hanging out even when they're not doing tasks so it kinda intrigued Dustin.
Not that he thinks Mike is incabable of getting close to anyone, it's just that Mike's been generally closed off from almost everyone. He barely seems to open up to anyone at all,,, except Robin. They were certainly an odd duo, but Dustin does see it. He doesn't know why, but they do balance each other out and they seem to make a really good team.
Plus he's glad that Mike's at least confinding to one person instead of just closing off completely. He would want Mike to talk to him, because he's his best friend and he cares about him, but he knows how Mike is. So he's grateful that Robin's there for him at the very least.
"Wait what?" Nancy asks completely dumbfolded by their conversation.
"Steve says that Mike and Robin are really close now. I honestly do see it, he seems to be really at ease around her." Dustin says with an amused smile.
"Really??" Nancy asks. I mean yeahh she also noticed the sudden closnest between her friend and brother. Though she didn't payed any mind to it, Mike's trying to get along with people older than him, so she doesn't see a problem with it."
"I think Mike fell asleep on Robin once? And she was just sat still completely unmoving afraid she would wake him up." Dustin says reminiscing.
"Dudee what??" Steve cackles.
"Really?? I thought it was pretty cute. They're just siblings." Dustin giggles thinking about how Robin looked stilled as stone while Mike cuddled to her side.
Huh. Nancy thought, a weird feeling creeping up to her chest as she tuned out their conversation.
They're just like siblings.
She doesn't understand why that statement made her freeze up. I mean, no one has said them about them before. Usually people were surprised when they told them at they were siblings??
Which,,, she doesn't know how to feel about that. Pff yeah sure, they haven't talked in like,,,, forever i guess. Well they talked of course!! But she's sure they were probably just arguing half of the time.
"You guys are thinking too much about it, honestly. They're partners, of course they're gonna bond with each other." Nancy says dismissively, trying to shift her focus back to her paper.
"Yeah,, but like Wheeler acts more like Robin's brother than yours, Nance." Steve says jokingly with a chuckle with Dustin nodding along teasingly.
What?
That's not true pff haha. They've just interacted, Nancy paired them off cause she thought that they would work well together. Guess they worked too well.
Steve seemed to stopped talking given the glare Nancy was given him. She got up and left leaving Dustin and Steve to wonder in confusion.
"You think she's jealous?" Dustin quietly asks Steve, causing him to choke on his spit.
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I’m aware Nancy and Mike don’t have much of a relationship, but I know for a fact that if he asked her to do his makeup and/or teach him how to do it himself, she would give a surprised, “Uh…Yeah, sure.” No way that mf would risk making him feel weird about it.
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not my usual content but in 2023 i want more mike angst. there’s plenty of room for it in that kid. fuck him up y’all. mike has all of the “ugly” trauma responses like anger management issues, low self esteem, commitment issues, etc. explore that outside of just being haters 😭.
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ohfallingdisco · 1 year
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Listen they’re already suffering but I hope at the start of season 5 we get a shot of Mike practicing his guitar in his room, alone and half-dipped in darkness on his left side, and Nancy walks by in the hallway like she did in season 4 but this time she just. Looks at him and keeps going. To really emphasize how alone and distanced the Wheelers have become from each other and from all the promises Mike and Nancy made.
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Prompt: Nancy and Mike talk and nancy tells him she's dating Robin but he already knew because he noticed things but he was waiting for her to open up about it and they hug and they're happy. And then Mike starts teasing nancy when Robin is around
i'm obsessed with the wheeler siblings, expect to see more of them!!
i walk the line (2,073 words)
From now on, no more secrets. Okay?
Yeah, that had been a fat load of shit. 
It was practically in their blood to hide things from each other. Despite both being clued in on the open secret of the Upside-Down, Mike still kept his door firmly shut whenever she was around. She would drive him for the sake of driving him, but his mouth never budged. He was a tight puzzle she couldn’t crack and it killed her inside.
Especially since she’d left for her first year at Emerson - Mike wasn’t the best at writing letters. When he did, they were often void of any real information. Her therapist blamed her folks. She couldn’t help but blame herself. The unspoken rift of a brother and sister had widened exponentially, no thanks to her. If they were going to stop keeping secrets, she was going to have to make the first move.
Home for an early summer, Nancy had arrived late the night before with no time to even say hello. When she’d peeked through his surprisingly ajar bedroom door, his bed was empty. Her mom said he was sleeping over at Will’s. 
Nancy felt more nervous for this conversation than she had for her Emerson interview. She knew, in the back of her mind, it was absurd to be fretting like this. She was an adult now. She’d fought monsters. She’d made it through exam week with all limbs still intact. But Mike’s opinion reigned above most in her mind - he was her little brother. Even through the tense atmosphere and lack of communication, they understood each other on a level no one else could. 
Robin had phoned in the night before, still a few days out from leaving her dorm at the University of Indianapolis. She’d stayed close, at least for her first year of college. Now it was Nancy’s turn to rush out anxious words, bitten nails. Her girlfriend was as reassuring as she usually was, a wonderful trait of hers that had Nancy falling deeper with every carefully placed word and smiled sentence. You’re fine, Robin said. He’s fine. It’ll be fine.
Yeah, it’ll be fine.
On the eve of Nancy’s second night home, after confirming Mike was friendless and otherwise unoccupied in his tiny bedroom, she stood outside his door in contemplation. A big part of her wanted to turn tail and run. Perhaps keep this particular secret under wraps for as long as possible. But she knew if she did, eventually she’d explode. She raised her hand and knocked.
The record playing dimly in the background, some Duran Duran track, cut off sharply.
“Door’s open,” Mike called out. Nancy resisted the urge to make some snarky remark about how it certainly wasn’t before she twisted the knob and stepped through.
Mike was sprawled out on his bedroom floor surrounded by comics. Clearly their mother had told him to clean his room - some were stacked up in a pile, probably recycling. Others he’d gotten distracted by, now totally off on a superhero-filled tangent. Nancy avoided stepping on the corner of a copy of the Avengers as she moved further in.
“Hey, Mike,” She greeted softly. He glanced up from the comic book sprawled across his face, watching her with those big black eyes of his. Nancy was hit with a wave of recognition - they shared the same eyes. She closed the door behind her. “Can we talk?”
“Uh, sure,” Mike said after a moment, scrambling to sit up and brush away the sprawled comics. “You can sit down on my bed, sorry about the mess.” Nancy smiled in what she hoped was a reassuring way, plopping down on his bunk bed and nearly hitting her head in the process. She tilted back slightly, enough to see the words carved along the wood underside. Lucas’s signature. A fading heart with an ‘E’ scratched out in the center. Two little stick people closer to the head of his bed. She reached up with two fingers to trace the indents.
“Who is this meant to be?” She asked. He came into view then, a mess of curly black hair and awkward limbs. He looked up to where she was tracing. As he ducked his head, she caught a glimpse of a pale red spreading like wildfire across his cheeks. 
“Nobody,” He replied. Inwardly she sighed, dropping her hand so that he could sit down beside her. Right - the lying.
“Okay,” She dragged out the word, wiping sweaty palms off on her pants.
“What did you want to talk about?” Nancy anxiously wet a stray curl, twisting it around her pointer over and over again.
“We said no more secrets,” She began hesitantly, casting a cautious glance over at him through her hair. Mike nodded in vague agreement, face curious. It was a good sign. “So. I wanted to tell you a secret, just between you and me. I feel like we’ve been growing apart.”
“It’s hard to stay together when you’re on the other side of the country,” Mike admitted, half-joke and half-serious. Nancy sheepishly shrugged, a soft smile playing on her face. “But yeah. I, uh. I think so, too.”
“There’s been something I’ve wanted to tell you for a while, anyhow,” Nancy began. She took in a deep breath. Here goes. “I’m dating somebody.”
Mike snorted in disbelief, glancing at her incredously.
“That’s what you’re sweating over?” He asked.
“It’s who I’m dating,” Nancy corrected softly, looking up at her brother through her eyelashes tentatively. She realized now that he’d skyrocketed above her in height, head bent at an awkward angle to stay level to hers. His hair smooshed against the underside of the top bunk.
Mike frowned. She could practically hear him running down a list of potential embarrassing people - Steve, Jonathan, some white-collared Republican against everything she stood for…
“Who?” Mike asked finally. She supposed he’d reached the end of that list, fruitless and confused as ever. When he saw how much she was faltering, practically falling apart, his face softened accordingly. “Who, Nance?”
She wet her bottom lip and took the plunge.
“Robin,” Nancy said, and it was a name she’d said in many contexts before; annoyance, adoration, in the midst of a laugh, half-asleep, in tears. Never as anxiously as it came out now and it was almost unfamiliar in that tense. Mike blinked with those big owl eyes of his, staring at her without speaking. This, surely, was the worst part. The waiting. And then: his mouth spilt in an unstoppable, toothy grin.
“I knew it,” He said confidently, leaning close but hesitating to reach out and make contact. He was as awkward as he’d always been - they’d never been very good at physical affection anyway. Nancy made the first move, reaching out with an open palm to take her brother’s hand in hers. Mike was quick to interlace their fingers, giving Nancy an accepting squeeze. She could feel that past year’s worth of tension, perhaps years worth, drop from her shoulders as she did. Mike’s opinion meant the world to her, more than even their parents. They’d survived an apocalypse, they could survive Nancy having a girlfriend.
“Wait-” She said, suddenly registering his words and his shit-eating expression. “You knew?”
“I didn’t want to say anything,” Mike began, voice filled with mischief. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and instead appreciated how casual he was. Even though Nancy was shocked by the idea that he’d known. She’d tried so hard. 
“How?” Nancy asked, and now it was her turn to be incredulous. Mike dropped her hand to run it through his hair, leaning forwards onto his elbows and escaping the cramped space of the bunkbed.
“I saw your university phone bill,” Mike spoke casually, shrugging his shoulders. “Mom and Dad left it out on the counter - bunch of calls to Indianapolis and she’s the only person we know living there right now. Plus, you talk about her, like, so much.”
“So much?” Nancy parroted, incredibly embarrassed and also so, so happy. She buried her head in her hands as Mike laughed.
“Do you proofread your letters?” Mike said, snarky as he usually was. 
“Shut up!” Nancy practically shouted, flying out her arm to smack him in the chest. Mike went back onto his bed with an ‘oof’, the wind knocked from his lungs. But he was still cackling, that shithead. Nancy flopped down beside him, hand to her face. “So, um. You’re really okay with it?”
“Were you really worried I wouldn’t be?” Mike retorted, flipping on his side to face her. “Nancy, you’re my sister.” 
“It’s not that simple,” Nancy said, fingers playing anxiously with one of her beltloops.
“Out of everything that is incredibly complex in our lives,” Mike laughed absently as he spoke, “I feel like this is something I can get over.”
“Thanks, Mike,” Nancy said, smiling in pure relief. She took the smell of his boy room, his comforter, the view of her younger brother sprawled out beside her - how he was so tall now his legs came clean off the edge of the bed, feet nearly on the floor. “Here, come here.” She opened her arms and pulled him close to her chest, just like they would when they were much, much smaller. And eons away - the naivety and innocence gone. 
“Seriously?” Mike grumbled, but for all his false annoyance he hugged her back. She buried her face into the crook of his neck and tried to hold him there, at that age, for just a few moments longer. She knew it was selfish. “Um, Nance?”
“Yeah?” She said, hand coming up to hold onto the back of his head. It felt like the hugs they shared at the end of the world. How refreshing it was to hold him like this now without the overbearing fear of an interdimensional monster. Just Nancy and Mike. Mike, who loved her still - would always love her. She tried to stop herself from tearing up but the water came anyway. If Mike felt or heard her crying into his hair, he was kind enough not to mention it.
“I’ve got something to tell you too.”
bonus
“Hey, Little Wheeler,” Robin greeted cheerfully, all pink-cheeked and breathless from having stood out on the chilly December porch for so long. In her hands she cradled an outrageous assortment of presents, the stack teetering from side to side and becoming more precarious every passing second.
Mike, from where he’d swung open the door - and fresh off his first semester in New York - for his part didn’t look taken back. He reached out his arms helpfully, into which Robin threw up presents of various size and shape. He buckled under the weight of them.
“Hoping to impress somebody?” He asked, muffled by the wrapping paper.
“What?” Robin asked, distracted. She shut the front door behind her and began wiping off her big black boots on the welcome mat. “Oh - yeah. Yeah, how’d you know?” Mike’s unimpressed eyebrow was hidden by the present stack.
“You’ve already got Nance, you have nothing to worry about,” Mike said, laughing as he peeked through the stack to see Robin turning a bright red - not just from the harsh Hawkins wind. “I’m gonna put these in the living room.”
“Yeah,” Robin squeaked. Then, after her buffering, she took half the stack and followed him in through the family room. “You know, that reminds me - if you’ve got any juice on Nance, feel free to share it.” Mike’s booming laugh grew as they stepped close to the large tree, chopped down by his father a few weeks before and decorated with Holly’s homemade ornaments. Together they set down the presents. It was nice how well they fit in with the rest.
“Depends on what you got me,” Mike joked, hands on his hips. Robin grinned at him, a mischievous one he couldn’t help but replicate.
“TurboGrafx?” Robin said, voice tilted in a question. She was referencing a video game console that’d come out that past October and one Mike had been secretly mooning over. His smile grew. He laughed. Out of all of Nancy’s partners, he preferred Robin. It was all the better she didn’t seem to want to explode him with her mind, like Jonathan. Plus, she knew about video games. And she seemed good at keeping secrets.
“Well, to start - Nancy’s got this thing under her bed…”
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miraculousmultifan · 7 months
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"is there something wrong with me?"
i wrote this earlier and didnt end up posting in until now. so, written for the September 5th prompt growing pains, here's my angsty mike wheeler drabble (ft. nancy being a good big sister).
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“Ugh! Just leave me alone,” Mike screamed, slamming the door to his room so hard that the doorframe rattled.
Nancy flinched at the sound, debating for a moment before creeping down the hallway toward her brother’s bedroom. “Mike?” Nancy murmured, knocking gently on the door.
“Go away!”
Instead of listening to Mike’s harsh order, Nancy sat on the floor with her back pressed against the door. “Is everything okay? What happened?”
Mike scoffed. “Why do you care?”
“You’ve been acting differently ever since El and Will moved to California, and I want to help you. I know how hard it is to lose a best friend.” 
There was shuffling on the other side of the door, then Mike eased it open to gesture Nancy inside with blotchy cheeks and red-rimmed eyes. They sat side by side on Mike’s unmade bed, shoulders pressed together.
A silence fell over them as Nancy waited for Mike to speak.
“Last summer, I said something I didn’t mean, and I think it changed something. Stuff with Will isn’t the same, their phone line is always busy, and El… From her letters, it sounds like she’s doing better over there without me.” Mike sighed and leaned his head back until he was staring up at the popcorn ceiling. “Max pulled away from all of us, Lucas is joining the basketball team, and Dustin only really hangs out with Steve or Eddie. It feels like everyone’s leaving me behind.”
Nancy hummed, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and pulling him into her side. He was taller than her now, but that didn’t stop him from dropping his head into the crook of her neck.
A sniffle, and then a tentative mumble. “Nancy? Is there something wrong with me?”
“No. There’s nothing wrong with you. You and your friends are just going through growing pains. It’s gonna hurt like hell for a while, but I promise you’ll all be stronger because of it.” She leaned her head on top of Mike’s and pressed a kiss to his hair. A tear slid down her cheek and dropped onto Mike’s fidgeting hands. “I know our parents aren’t the greatest, but I will always be here for you, even when it seems like no one else is.”
As Mike sobbed into her neck, Nancy cooed soothingly, holding him close and praying to a god that had forsaken her that his pain would go away.
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will80sbyers · 11 months
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Mike and Nancy siblings rights 💞
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friendsdontlieokay · 3 months
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You can't tell me that the duffers discarded the whole wheeler siblings plot after Nancy hugged Mike so tight, running out of breath and almost crushing his bones and literally put her head on Mike's shoulder as a source of comfort and to further comprehend if he's okay or not because she was so worried even after their non stop arguments, fights, snitching and bitchiness all season. That's a criminal act for which the duffers must be sued (after season 5 comes out though)
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jancysmixtape · 1 year
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Jancy + Mileven parallels. <3
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gayofthefae · 7 months
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Imagine somebody ELSE figuring out the painting like Nancy being like "what's that did Will make that" and Mike explaining that well yes but no and how it was super nice and romantic but "El made me the detailed D&D painting" and the other person just being like ".......she did did she"
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billsbae · 2 years
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Mike Wheeler headcanons bc why not??? (Mostly Mike & Nancy)
He paints his nails. Mosty in black
Is never home because he can’t stand his family
He’s scared to show emotions and cry because of his father „rule” – Men don’t cry
Loses his socks every time
He’s scared of storms. When he was a kid he slept with Nancy during them. But now he is embarassed to go to his sister so he must deal it with himself
Cat person
He shakes his head like a dog when he gets out of shower (Nancy hates it with passion)
Nancy taught him how to paint his nails
Will gave him a stuffed dinosaur for his 8th birthday, he still sleeps with him, but would rather die that admit it. Nancy is the only that knows that, she makes fun of that, but inside she thinks that is cute.
Secretly loves old literature, he can spend nights on reading
He was raised in a homophobic family. His grandparents and parents. When he started having feelings for Will he hated himself more than anything in this world. But then he and Nancy had a heart to heart talk, she convinced him that there’s nothing wrong about being gay, bisexual or whatever you want. People shouldn’t be juiced for who they love. (I need Mike & Nancy moments in s5 please)
He randomly brings up Will to conversations “Will would love that idea!” or “Will likes this color”
Him and Nancy had a very strong bond when they were younger. He thought that his sister is like the coolest and bravest person in the world (he secretly still thinks that) but when Nancy started high school Mike thought that she wouldn’t like to spend time with her little brother and they started to separate
He cried when Holly was born
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