#yay mike!

[loverboybrightsideghost]

jason statham's big vacation you will always be famous to me

#bluebird.txt #rqg #i use it to fall asleep from time to time and about a month or a month and a half ago i listened to the second special #i didn't realize i had always fallen asleep before i actually listened to it and i LOST it it was soooo good i love it #hilarious #anyways. now i'm listening to jason statham's big vaca as it naturally occurs in podcast!!! after episode 103!!! #this is a good sign for the end of my finals week :) #more tests next year but eh whatever #anyways. BEN'S MANAGER VOICE <3333 MIKE LEBEAU <333 #haven't listened to tma in so long that this is kind of the most mike lebeau ive gotten in a while lol #yay mike!

[mikesbasementbeets]

byler in every episode -> 2.06. the spy

#please don’t repost without credit #byler #mike wheeler #will byers #stranger things #stedit #strangerthingsedit #mikesbasementgifs #byler in every episode #(finally got around to tagging this whole series so i can find them all more easily yay)

[aquariyein]

MIKE SCHMIDT : PRICE TO PAY

cw : smut, oral sex (m receiving), gn!reader, sub(?)mike, not proofread

notes : first fanfic on the site, yay! and it's a smut oneshot too! please do inform me if there are any words that are allude to the reader not being gender neutral, and please inform me if there are any mistakes!

thinking about MIKE SCHMIDT . . .

mike schmidt; your pathetic little neighbor. you've seen him around before, sending him smiles and nods of acknowledgement when you both see each other. and you've seen him in action; especially when he went and beat up that man in the fountain. after that fiasco, you haven't seen nor heard from him for a few days until today.

mike schmidt who mysteriously knocked on your door on a cloudy afternoon, with a nervous smile on his face.

"hey, uh.. i know we don't know each other very well, but uh— since you're my neighbor and all, and you live pretty close to me, i wanna ask you for a favor— if that's okay."

mike schmidt who boldly yet nervously asked you to babysit his sister for a few days despite not knowing you personally. you agreed of course; how could you not when he looked at you with eyes that could made your knees weak?

mike schmidt who anxiously looked everywhere and anywhere to not meet your eyes when you confronted him about your payment. it's been more than a few days; more than a few hours of babysitting, more than a few days of talking with him, more than a couple of days subtlety flirting with him, and more than a week of fleeting touches and glances.

mike schmidt who doesn't know how to pay you back as he nervously looks down at his feet and the front door; maybe he should just book it out of here and pretend he has somewhere to be? maybe he should just get out of this chair, run to the door, and just immediately leave without reason? however, you on the other hand, you couldn't help but notice just how hot he looked when he was nervous; the way his adam's apple would slightly bob when he'd gulp, the way he'd bite and lick his lips, the way his upturned brows and pitiful brown eyes looked so pathetic; it had your mind going places.

mike schmidt who admitted that he didn't know how he'd pay you, but he swears he'd do anything to make it up to you. you think about his offer; anything, huh?

mike schmidt who immediately locked eyes with you when you went up to hold his hand gripping on armrest. you could feel it soften and open as soon as you snaked your hand to intertwine with his. looking at his big brown eyes, you couldn't help but move closer to his face; you failed to notice how his breath wavered at how close you were getting, and how hard his cock was in his pants.

mike schmidt who has to stop himself from groaning out loud when you flirt with him, your faces inches apart, and your hand trailing down his face to his abdomen. your suggestion had his mind going hazy, and he couldn't help but agree when you said you wanted him as payment when you looked at him like that with your sultry eyes.

mike schmidt who can't help but whimper and moan loudly when you're sucking off his dick that good— he genuinely can't keep his voice down, especially when you suck the tip so good. his moans and groans increase in volume every time his cock hits the back of your throat, and when you look up at him from where you're kneeling, you could swear that he practically had hearts in his eyes. his body felt like it was on fire and the pleasure was immaculate— the beads of sweat dripping down from his face to his hickey-covered neck. all he could think about was, you, your mouth, and the mind-breaking head you were giving him.

mike schmidt who had his mouth gagged with your underwear, but his voice was still as audible as ever with all the pretty muffled moans and whimpers spilling out of his mouth. he was bucking his hips into your mouth with his hand in your hair, begging to cum in your mouth. you felt his cock twitch in your mouth, and the feeling had your eyes rolling back ecstasy as he used your mouth to chase his release.

mike schmidt who spat out your underwear just to beg and plead.

"g-god, oh please— please, please, please... oh fuck, oh my god, i'm so fucking close— let me cum in your mouth, please— w-wanna cum so fucking bad—"

with the way he begged so pathetically with his head thrown back, how could you say no?

mike schmidt who let out the prettiest moans when he finally came, his hips stuttering as his dick twitched in your mouth; his hands in your hair as his dick softened against your tongue.

mike schmidt who smiled at you with his hair disheveled and his face sweaty, and his eyes crinkled with embarrassment as he gave you a hand to sit up.

you know, maybe this babysitting job wouldn't be so bad if it meant you'd get to be paid like this.

©️ aquariyein 2023. please do not steal, copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost any of my works without my permission. do not steal any elements of my theme without permission.

#🎙 : showtime #yay first fanfic oneshot thingy! how exciting #fnaf movie #fnaf #mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt smut #fnaf smut #five nights at freddy's

[beanzbeanz001]

Au lore 🫶🫶

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #micheal afton #security breach #vanessa shelly #cassie’s dad #glamrock #vanny #bonnie bully #jeremike #jeremy fitzgerald #charlie emily #charlotte Emily #the puppet #the bite of 87 #michael afton #mike schmidt #josh hutcherson #yay

[charcubed]

Challengers Throuple – "I Don't Wanna Talk, I Just Wanna Dance"

Twitter | YouTube

#challengers #challengers 2024 #challengers movie #challengers video edit #challengers fancam #tashiartrick #tashi duncan #patrick zweig #art donaldson #zendaya #mike faist #josh o'connor #luca guadagnino #it's sickening how long it took to find all the footage and make this from only trailers/promos lol #I hope it doesn't suck. I can't look at it anymore #char makes videos #yay for my first looping edit!

[ollierachnid]

You put that goddamn dog down boy

#pretzel's art #until dawn #mike munroe #tiny jess taking the photo too but i dont want to clog her tags #also wolfie! yay #read the caption in jacks voice for better effect nightnight

[d4jamso]

I just wanted to draw him with more detail<3

#sorry for the lack of posts im busy with school and very tired #trying to finish the prompts you guys made me so yay! #i also watched the live action little mermaid OMG IT WAS SO GOODD TEARS TEARS SO MANT TEARS AMAZING MOVIE. #i adore halle bailey and jonah king #prince eric was so much more interesting and handsome like i wish hed search wild uncharted waters for me #Anyway #byler #byler fanart #stranger things #stranger things fanart #will byers #will byers fanart #mermaid byers #mermaid byers and prince mike

[mymelodymia]

Accidentally coming out as a lesbian to your brother, Mike // Mike Schmidt x sister!reader

**not a ship**

Summary: your afraid to come out to your big brother, Mike

Warnings: fear to come out, crying,

A/N: idk, I just wanted to write abt lesbians 🤷‍♀️

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You and Mike always had the best relationship. Especially when it came to caring for one another, you both loved each other more then life, and you felt as though you could go to him for anything.

But, you had soon developed a secret, and kept it from him, scared for his reaction.

You had liked a girl for a while now. This girl, was none other then your best friend, gf/n.

You had learned that she liked you too not to long ago. You had agreed to go out with her that evening, but what you did, maayyy have put your plans on pause.

Mike had asked you what you were gonna do this weekend, he was very obviously just lonely and wanted time with his little sister. "So, what are you doing this weekend?" He asked looking up at you from the table he was sitting at.

"I got a date with the girl i like." You gasped and covered your mouth, staring at him. He looked at you in confusion, which you misunderstood as him being upset or angry.

You ran to your room as fast as you could, locking the door behind you. You picked up the phone to call gf/n and inform her that you might have to cancel for a few days.

Once you did that, you hung up and slid down the wall, now sitting on the floor with your hands over your head, you began crying. Which turned into sobbing.

You tried to be quiet with it, but sadly, Mike heard every sob that fell from your mouth. Secretly sitting by your door.

You stayed in there the rest of the night. The next morning, he knocked on your door, you groaned while turning over. You soon realized that it was Mike who was at your door.

You quickly sat up, you stared at the door for a while, before he knocked again "y/n, get dressed. We gotta talk." and walked away.

You were very scared and nervous. You put on the first thing you saw, which was jeans and one of his hoodies that you had stole.

You walked out to see him sitting at the table, fidgeting with a pen. You took a deep breath and sat down across from him.

You eventually looked up at him, he was just looking deep into your chocolate brown eyes, for some reason, for the first time ever, you felt small under his stare.

"Y/n.." you hummed in response, feeling tears come to your eyes. "I-im not mad....i just wanna know, why didn't you tell me?"

"Cause..." you whimpered out, he gripped your hand. "Cause why, you thought id be mad?" He asked and you nodded,

"You and me have always been so close, y/n, baby, did you really think id stop loving and caring for you just because you like girls?" You let out a small sob, Mike didn't immediately go into comfort mode just yet, he wasn't finished.

"Y/n, i love you more then anything, and nothing, nothing could ever change that. I promise you that no matter what happens i will always be here for you. And i will never stop loving you. Always and forever."

You let it all out after that. You leaned into him. You snuggled into his chest, staining his white tee with your tears.

"But i am gonna need my sweatshirt back." He said playing with the loose fabric. You giggled at him, "never."

You went on your date that night, and Mike approved of gf/n, obviously.

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Tags

None :(((

#mike schmidt x sister reader #mike schmidt #mike schmidt fnaf #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt x reader #sister reader #big brother #big brown eyes #x you fluff #hurt/comfort #x you #lesbian pride #lesbian!reader #lgbt pride #yay #josh hutcherson

[orangesand-lemons-234]

Buttons was 16 years old. He'd been a Newsie for ten of those years, therefore being around to see some of the younger kids grow with him.

When he saw Elmer, he still saw the three year old Spot brought to visit Manhattan four years ago.

When he saw Splasher, he saw the five year old he and Tommy Boy found sat alone on a bench outside the church three years ago.

When he saw Mike and Ike, he saw the babies left in a basket outside the Lodge House five years ago.

So, seeing each of them beaten up and bloody hurt all the more.

The Lodge was absolute chaos after the fight. Not the usual Lodge chaos, however, it was a scary and fearful chaos. The one that made your heart pound and brain blurry.

Kids were wailing and crying, teenagers were yelling and shouting. There wasn't a quiet place in the house.

Everybody realised quite quickly that nobody had walked out without a few battle scars to show afterwards, and the little kids were no exception.

Elmer had a shard of glass thrown at his forehead, and it was bleeding badly. Despite the bandages now wrapped around the injury, the injury had bled through, creating crimson dots splattered around it.

Splasher had broken his ankle after being shoved to the ground by one of the bulls. Buttons had a pole tied to his leg to keep it as straight as possible and had it elevated on the other bed. He was still weeping silently with the pain shooting up his leg every few minutes.

Mike and Ike were sat on his lap and were crying harder than any of the Newsies had ever seen, despite knowing them their whole lives.

Mike had been struck in the back with a baton multiple times, his back now scattered with bruises and blood. He didn't understand what was happening or why he was in so much pain, he just wanted it to stop.

Ike was hit in the face with one of the Delancey's brass knuckles, leaving him with a black eye and scarred nose. He was practically inconsolable, not allowing anybody to touch him for a very long time after the fight, only relaxing enough for Button's to check him out when Mike was brought in with Albert and Finch.

Buttons, with no help from the others got to work helping the kids in any way he could. The kids needed a shoulder to cry on and a helping hand to wrap up their injuries while some of the older newsies tried to sort out where Jack was and if they could try to save Crutchie.

They didn't understand what any of this meant. They just wanted somebody to hold them and tell them they were okay. Someone to sing one of Meddas songs while they wrapped up their scars and cuts.

Buttons was okay. He was fine and could help with the little ones with their injuries. Yeah, sure, he was struggling to breathe properly, and his knees were throbbing with pain, but the little kids needed help more than he did. He could handle it.

Buttons was 16, but sometimes he wishes he was still 6, when there was always an older kid around to help him out.

#oooo older sibling trauma fic #oooo #buttons angst #it was gonna happen eventually #i was gonna write an angsty oneshot for him eventually #but uhhh #yay #older sibling trauma #most of us have been there #yknow? #newsies #uksies #newsies headcanons #newsies fanfic #newsies fanfiction #buttons newsies #elmer newsies #splasher newsies #mike and ike newsies

[inkshroomz]

Ok the hands are terrible I'll admit but just like move your eyes somewhere else and it's all cool

#byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #will x mike #uhhhh #yay

[revumajiosu]

Another RTVS Fuzzies has been borned. Say hello to Mike! His fursona is a hare :)

(i used the Mike At Pax pic as a reference^)

More small doodles and rambling below...

A much easier RTVS fursona to work with because I knew right from the beginning that Mike HAD to be a bunny/hare, inspired of course by his upcoming Birthday Quest game, and just because it felt right in my heart.

I was dissatisfied with leaving him a purely cream-colored hare, so I threw in a splash of purple on one ear (and pawpads and nose) without much reasoning beyond "hey it looks pretty cool" and I think it does. Yay!

More to come. Thanx for coming.

#rtvs #radio tv solutions #rtvs fuzzies #fursona #furry #mike spaghoner #rtvs mike #my art yay #bunny #hare

[seancefemme]

love it when he’s being annoying as hell <3

#im so normal about him #yay yay yipeeeeeeee #lalo terrorizing gus and mike is easily the best part of the show #lalo salamanca #bcs #better call saul #better call saul fanart #also yes this is me sheepishly shuffling my way back to posting stuff again lol hopefully...im scared #thought id start with a silly sketch cause i have no energy for bigger stuff forgive me #mine #bcs fanart #mike ehrmantraut #drawing lacho next cause I’m sane and normal

[bylrndgm]

❝i'm here for you, okay?❞

S1E3 | Holly Jolly | dir. Shawn Levy • S1E8 | The Upside Down | dir. The Duffer Brothers • S3E8 | The Battle of Starcourt | dir. The Duffer Brothers • S4E9 | The Piggyback | dir. The Duffer Brothers

#byler #mike wheeler #karen wheeler #stedit #dailystrangerthings #dailycolorfulgifs #userjake #useraimz #usermaguire #usergabby #tuserrae #tusermarie #tusergeo #usernaia #usertiny #usersen #mine #mine:gif #wow first post i make as member of stcreators yay #and probably this'll drop while i'm at the gym literallyyyyyy #btw photoshop wouldn't collaborate today #and yes this is a revamped version of an older post of mine literally mike and karen wheeler (yassified) (pinkified) (hd-ified) #talking about the gym i gotta get ready LOL #no but like seriously. yesterday we ran for 30 minutes straight and i felt blood in my lungs LOL. today i had to walk 40 minutes to get hom #not much but it started raining and i didn't have an umbrella with me lol #AND probably today at the gym we'll run again #i know my broken and never healed ankle will bail on me #queue

[loverslakes]

miwip wednesday 🤸

#miwip wednesday #byler #will byers #mike wheeler #byler fanfic #who on earth knows when i’ll finish this but i’m back writing again so yay!!!

[bbluesidess]

Hugs after battle

#they were separated and this is the reunion yay #please click for better quality #byler #byler fanart #mike wheeler #will byers #stranger things #stranger things fanart

[strangeswift]

Will had assumed —reasonably so, he thought— that a year into the actual apocalypse, birthdays wouldn't be a very big deal. Maybe a passing acknowledgement, if that. Really, it felt a little selfish to expect anything at all. 

Like, People are dead, and your friend is still in a coma. She might not wake up. Congratulations on being alive, asshole. 

Though admittedly, for Will specifically, being alive was sort of an accomplishment in itself at this point, given everything. And Will was happy to be alive. Most of the time, at least. 

He just didn't expect anyone to throw a party about it. 

It wasn’t until Will groggily descended the Wheeler's stairs and spotted the notebook paper sign strung up in the kitchen, Happy Birthday Will, distinctly in Mike’s handwriting, that Will realized they were indeed doing the birthday thing. It still felt weird, but he couldn’t help the embarrassed smile that spread across his face as everyone in the kitchen sang Happy Birthday to him. Nor could he help the hammering in his chest when Mike made his way over to him and slung his arm across his shoulders midway through the song.

All in all, the day was fairly uneventful after that. They let him have the last can of SpaghettiOs for lunch while everyone else had watery vegetable soup, which was nice. 

He didn't have to go on the supply run they had planned for the day. Actually, he would rather have gone, especially since Mike went, but Mike was oddly insistent that Will stay behind, so he did. It wasn't until after Mike returned that Will found out why he had to stay behind. 

"Can you just trust me?” Mike asked.

“I do trust you,” Will said, “It’s just that letting the clumsiest person I know lead me down stairs blindfolded is a little nerve-racking.”

“I’m not gonna let you fall. Jesus,” Mike said, exasperated, as he slowly led Will down the basement stairs, “Just three more steps.”

Once they reached the bottom, Will asked, “Can I take this off now?” gesturing to the bandana that was tied over his eyes.

Mike answered by taking it off for him, and Will blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light. Mike looked incredibly pleased with himself, and Will soon saw why.

On the coffee table, set out on a plate, were two perfectly square brownies with chocolate frosting and rainbow sprinkles on top. A lit candle was sticking out of one of them.

"Where did you get these?" Will asked in disbelief. None of them had tasted anything sweet in months. "I know damn well you didn’t get this shit at the grocery store. Or Melvald's."

Mike grinned sheepishly. "Don't worry about it."

Will frowned "You– Where did you go for this?"

“Doesn’t matter,” Mike said, “just blow out your candle!”

“Mike,” Will said, crossing his arms.

Mike sighed, "You're relentless, you know that?"

Will looked at him expectantly. 

"The gas station on the other side of town, but it’s not a big–"

"Mike!" Will scolded, "What the hell is wrong with you? You went all the way across town? That is so not safe!"

Mike shrugged. "I didn’t go alone. I had Nancy and her big ass gun to keep me company,” he said, “Besides, it was for a good cause?” he tried.

“You’re an idiot,” Will said, grinning in spite of himself.

Mike grabbed his hand, and Will tried to ignore the fluttering in his stomach as Mike led him to sit on the couch in front of the coffee table.

Once they were sitting, Mike dropped his hand, but he stayed close. He knocked their knees together. “Go on. Make a wish,” he said quietly.

Will shook his head, searching Mike’s eyes. “I don’t have one,” he said.

Mike cocked his head. “There’s nothing you want?” he asked, a teasing smirk on his face.

Oh. Well, Will could think of one thing.

“I mean, maybe,” Will said, averting his eyes, “It’s stupid, though.”

“If it’s what you want, it’s not stupid,” Mike said firmly.

“Well, it’s embarrassing,” Will amended, flicking his eyes back to Mike, who leaned in, ever so slightly.

“I’m sure it’s not,” Mike said, “But you don’t have to tell me, anyway. Actually, you can’t tell me. If you do then it won’t come true.”

Will huffed a laugh. “I wouldn’t tell you anyway.”

"Fine," Mike said, "blow out your candle, make your secret wish."

Will laughed and leaned forward, blowing carefully on the candle and watching the small flame flicker and fade into a wisp of smoke.

"Think it'll come true?" Mike asked.

"I don't– I mean, probably not," Will said, "I'm still not telling you, though."

“Really?” Mike asked, pouting. “Can I guess? I think if I guess it, the wish is still valid.”

“I think you’re just making up wish rules now,” Will teased.

“Maybe,” Mike conceded. “Can I guess anyway?” he asked, leaning even closer – and god, he had no idea what he was doing to Will, did he?

Will raised his eyebrows. “You have guesses?”

“I have one,” Mike said.

It was a bad idea, Will thought, to let Mike guess. A very bad idea.

“Please, share,” Will said.

"Okay..." Mike said nervously, "Yeah, okay." His cheeks went a little pink, and he flicked his gaze down to Will’s lips. Or– No, that was probably… Wishful thinking. 

“God, I hope I’m right about this,” Mike breathed, and he leaned in even closer, so close their noses were almost touching. Will watched with wide eyes as Mike brought shaky hands up to cup his jaw.

Mike let out a breath, and Will could feel it on his lips. 

Mike closed his eyes, pressed forward, and kissed him.

Kissing Mike was nothing like Will expected it to be. It was soft and slow, and Will wanted to melt into it. He wanted to stay in the moment forever. If Vecna did come for him, that was the happy thought he would run to. He wouldn't even need music, just the memory of Mike's lips against his – that would be enough. 

Mike pulled back, and Will resisted the urge to chase him.

"Did I guess right?" Mike asked breathlessly, letting his hands slide down to rest gently on the sides of Will's neck.

"What?" Will asked, dazed. 

"Your wish," Mike said.

"Oh," Will said. "Yeah. That was– Yeah."

Mike beamed. "Cool," he said.

"Cool," Will repeated, a smirk playing at his lips.

Mike leaned back. "Now eat your birthday cake," he instructed. 

Will picked up one of the brownies. "These are gas station brownies," he pointed out.

"Birthday cake," Mike insisted. 

Will took a bite. It was heavenly. 

"Oh my god," he groaned, "I've missed sugar."

Mike picked up the other brownie, taking a bite. "Oh. Wow, yeah. Holy shit," he said, taking another bite. 

"It's so good," Will said, laughing giddily. He popped the last bite in his mouth.

Mike smiled warmly. "Happy birthday, Will."

"Thanks," Will said, "but if you ever risk your life for brownies again–"

"Oh come on," Mike said, "Cut me some slack. I was romancing you."

Will's eyes went wide. "You– What?" he squeaked. 

Mike flushed. "I mean– Whatever."

Will burst out laughing, and Mike couldn't help but join him. Somehow, Will felt years worth of tension dissolving as he laughed so hard tears began to form.

After a couple of minutes, they settled into comfortable silence, grinning at each other. "I want to kiss you again," Mike announced.

"Well, if that’s what you want," Will said, leaning in.

And for a little while, nothing else mattered. Just Mike, who was warm and tasted like chocolate, who was romancing him with stolen brownies and kissing him like he needed it.

It was a good birthday. 

#ok so. this does not fit the byler week prompt bc it is not birthdaygate or any gate #but this is what i wanted to write so here it is ! #i also just ignored the whole birthdaygate thing so. in this universe mike did Not forget will's birthday last year #bc i didn't feel like getting into that #anyway. apocalyptic birthday fluff!! #getting together!! yay!! #byler #abby writes