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A Byler flashfic because why not 🥰 light angst, emotional hurt/comfort, coming out. Maybe a bit ooc but I don't give a damn. Enjoy 💖
NOT MY TYPE
“I thought you liked her”.
Mike doesn't know why he said that – the words just rolled off his tongue without so much as a warning, and he let them. It feels good, though, and it's worth it just to hear Will's soft laugh so close to his ear.
“You thought I liked Angela?”
Mike snorts. “Yeah, well. I didn't know she was an asshole at the time, cut me some slack”.
“Sorry, it's just-- so absurd”.
He elbows Will's side. “It's all your fault!”
“I didn't even speak a word to her, Mike”.
“It was-- it was before that. I mean, you didn't give me the painting at the airport, so I thought, y'know-- it had to be for someone else. And since we were meeting El's friends at the rink-- well, it sounds dumb now that I know, but. Yeah”. He shrugs. “I didn't have all the facts. I had no idea she was Satan incarnate”.
“You're doing Satan a disservice”.
“No doubt about that”.
They remain silent for a little while. It's nice, sitting so close to each other, this time with clean clothes and no smoke twirling above their heads. Just them and the stillness of a Friday evening – as still as the end of the world can be.
When Will speaks again, his soft voice sends shivers down Mike's arms. “I wouldn't like her anyway. Even if she was nice”.
“What, you don't like blondes?”
“I mean...”
Will turns to the side, and Mike does the same. He's not sure it was a smart decision, because now their gazes are interlocked, so close that they can see their own reflection in each other's eyes, and his gut is twisting with something warm he cannot name.
“I've always been partial to darker hair”, Will says.
Mike's throat is suddenly dry. “How dark?”
He doesn't know why he asked. It's a stupid question, it barely makes any sense at all, and-- and what answer does he expect to get?
Like yours, a little voice in his head supplies.
That makes his stomach churn even more, and suddenly it's like he can feel all his thoughts and emotions on his face, written with fire on his cheeks and the tips of his ears. He turns away.
“It's not about her hair, though”, Will says.
“Hm?”
“Angela, she's-- she's just not my type”.
“Yeah?” Mike bites the inside of his cheek. He wishes he was wise enough to let the conversation die, but he's always been a little bit of a masochist. “What's your type, then?”
For a few seconds, Will doesn't answer.
Then: “Taller. Broader”, he says. He sounds a little weak, a little strained – like he's forcing himself to go on even though every molecule in his body is against it. “With bigger hands and-- a deeper voice”.
Mike frowns. That's not the description he expected. Those aren't traits that people usually ascribe to girls. It almost sounds like Will's talking about...
“Boys”.
Oh.
Mike's breath catches.
“Oh”.
When he turns towards him, Will is staring at his own hands. He looks scared, and Mike doesn't even think before reaching out to take his hand and hold it.
“Hey”, he says softly. “It's okay”.
Will shakes his head. “They were right”.
“Who?”
“My father, Troy. The others at school”.
“Those jerks weren't right about anything”.
“But they were!” Will raises his head, and Mike's stomach knots up when he realizes he's crying. “Don't you get it, Mike? They took one look at me and knew, even before I did. They were...”
His voice breaks, and something deep inside of Mike shatters just the same. He grabs Will by the shoulders and pulls him into a hug. “Wrong”, he says, arms tightening till their chests are pressed against each other. “They've never known shit about you, Will. Not Troy, not your father, not the other assholes at school”.
Will grips Mike's shirt. “They weren't wrong”.
“So what?” Mike threads his fingers in Will's hair. The awareness of just how close they are would drive him insane if he couldn't feel the dampness of Will's tears against his neck. “All the things they said to you-- it was bullshit, Will. All of it. And it's got nothing to do with whether they were wrong”.
Will shakes his head, tries to push Mike away. It's weak and half-hearted, and Mike doesn't let him.
“Listen to me”, he says, feeling his heart in his throat. “Remember what they used to call Dustin and Lucas? Or even me?”
“That's different”.
“Why? I am a nerd. Lucas is black. So what?”
Will doesn't answer that, and this time it's Mike who pulls away so that he can look at his face, all red from crying. Will is a pretty crier, and Mike would kick himself in the face for thinking that in a moment like this, but right now his priorities lie elsewhere.
Seeing Will like this hurts too much.
“So what?”, he asks again, trying to convey his sincerity through his eyes. “And they didn't know, Will. They just assumed something about you and decided that it was a bad thing, but you know what? There's never been anything wrong with you, so screw them”.
New tears stream down Will's face. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. Screw every. Single. One of them”.
That makes Will chuckle, and Mike preens at the sound. “You made your point”.
Mike scrunches up his nose. “I don't know, you don't look too convinced”.
“I'm not sure I even look alive right now”.
Mike snorts. “You look fine”, he says, and before he knows it his hands are on Will's cheeks, thumbs swiping under his eyes to dry them from tears. “Just a little red all over”.
Will's eyes widen slightly. “Because I cried”.
“Yeah, I know how crying works”.
“Just making sure”.
Mike doesn't lower his hands after that. He keeps brushing his thumbs against Will's face, touch as soft as a feather, and Will lets him. His eyes are still wide, alight with a flame that Mike has never seen before. It turns his insides into liquid heat.
“Thanks for telling me”, he whispers. His own voice is startling in the silence between them.
“Thank you for not freaking out”.
“Hey, you're my best friend, Will. I love you”.
And it's so easy – letting the words out. He doesn't need to think about them, doesn't have to wonder what they mean, because it's second nature: he knows he loves Will like he knows he needs oxygen to live, one of the undeniable facts of life. Connotations don't matter here.
Except that they kinda do, now, because as easy as it was to say it, Mike's hands are still cupping Will's face, and his eyes keep flickering to his lips, and nothing about this feels like it's supposed to do. The warmth in Mike's body is familiar yet strange – and for a second he wonders if Will's confession did change everything, after all.
Am I such a bad friend?
“What's wrong?”, Will asks.
Mike raises his gaze. “Huh?”
“You're crying too”.
Mike blinks, and a wet veil drops in front of his eyes. “Oh, shit. I don't-- I don't know why”, he says, suddenly feeling small and weird and like he shouldn't be here. “Shit, sorry”.
“Why are you apologizing?”
“Because it's dumb to cry without a reason”.
“It's not dumb”.
Will raises his hand, and for a second Mike thinks – hopes – that he's gonna reach out and wipe away his tears like he did for him, but Will seems to change his mind halfway through. His lets his arm fall in his lap again. His fingers curl.
Mike wants to tell him that it's okay, that he can and should touch him back if he wants, but doesn't know how to do that without turning into glass – cold and fragile and see-through.
Vulnerable.
He takes his hands away and rubs his eyes.
“Are we okay?”, Will asks once he's done, and whatever doubts Mike was feeling disappear without a trace at the earnestness in his gaze.
“Of course”. Mike smiles. “We're a team, right?”
Will smiles back. “Best friends”.
“Cool”.
“Cool”.
Mike's confusing feelings can wait a little longer.
This is all that matters now.
#byler#my writing#byler fic#byler fanfic#i have no idea what this is but enjoy ig <3#comments and reblogs are appreciated ❤#also this was super fun to write because#mike is an oblivious king#he be like#''will is so pretty i wanna touch his face''#''hmm... i wonder what this means...''#''anyway we're a team. a team of besties <3''#also will. what are you doing boi GET UP#he must be so confused but he rolls with it#''yeah sure he's touching my face so what''#''he's also staring at my lips hmmm...''#just ✨ bestie ✨ things ~
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Mike: If a handsome guy like you came to save me, my heart would start racing!
Bill: Do you have… heart problems?
#oh poor sweet oblivious bill#there’s nothing going on in that pretty little head of yours#losers club#it#it chapter 2#it stephen king#the losers club#losers club incorrect quotes#mike hanlon#bill denbrough#bike#hanbrough#source: my hero academia#source: boku no hero academia
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Last time I shared my thoughts on will the party and the rest of the group notice changes in Blondie's and Steve's behavior and their feelings for each other I kinda forgot that Lucas is king and knows everything. So this time, I hope I won't mess up.
So, once again, Lucas is king. He knows everything. Period.
Max has a special connection with both Steve and Blondie and will def notice that something has changed. Will probably be the first (after Lucas) to figure them out.
Will knows that there's def something on Blondie's part because… Well, he just knows how unrequited love looks like.
El doesn't pay much of attention, but will be happy for them after everything is revealed.
Mike is oblivious.
So is Dustin.
Nancy is suspicious but won't rush to conclusions til the very end.
Jonathan doesn't care and won't be surprised after everything is revealed.
Argyle either somehow knows everything or will share Mike's and Dustin's reactions. (They will look like Steve and Blondie have just grown up second heads).
Robin will definitely sense that something changed in Steve's behavior but won't pay much attention. Maybe Eddie will make a joke. Something like “looks like they were bitten by the same demobat and it's poison has a side effect. Otherwise, I don't have another explanation why they act differently now”. And then Robin will look closely.
Eddie, just like Robin will sense that something has changed, especially on Blondie's part, but will respectfully wait till she tells herself.
Hope that's accurate.
AAAHHH OMG!!!!
#andy’s asks#I CANNOT SAY ANYTHING WITHOUT GIVING SOMETHING AWAY#Lucas being King though yes I absolutely agree#also mike being oblivious is so true LMAO
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Will is so goddamn bold good for him😭 like sorry if i had a crush on my bestie you wouldnt catch me asking 'what about us' like damn good for him
IN THE 80S TOO😭😭😭 hes really like yk what i nearly got murdered in an alternate dimension who cares. AND HE DOUBLES DOWN ON IT😭😭 Will u are so cool bro i wish i had your strength🙏
#we're friends. we're friends#byler#mike wheeler i know what you are#you cant lie to me michael.#okay homie maybe stop being in love w him or smthn then🙄🙄#idk if its a good or bad thing mike is so stupid#bc like if he wasnt 1.he would def notice wills super obvious crush but also 2. he would probably notice his own fruit salad tendencies#so idk#but slay oblivious king!!!#also will is just so awesome no one gives the boy enough credit#like??? bold as all fuck i wish him the best#stranger things spoilers#stranger things season 4
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gansey is the heart.
#noble and oblivious and optimistic#like mike#gansey#whoever comes in contact with gangsey somehow ends up in love with them#the guy literally attracted all of them towards him like a magnet#oh to imagine gangsey existing without the heart! impossible. they would be zombies#yes i am gansey obsessed#richard campbell gansey iii#the raven cycle#the raven boys#dream thieves#blue lily lily blue#the raven king
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I was hallucinating a few hours ago due to lack of sleep bUT-
Thinking about Steve who's confident in his bisexuality, told the kids that he likes both and that's okay because he knows they need, trying to flirt with Eddie who is in denial bc it has to be a joke, right? Harrington, the straightest man alive? Steve lady's man Harrington? Nah, it's only on his mind. Meanwhile Steve is getting more and more sad thinking he's being rejected.
Now, think about the Hellfire members knowing that Eddie's a crush on Steve because he talks about it CONSTANTLY and be sad because "he doesn't have a fat chance in hell". They're also very protective of him so if anyone new in the club is being homophobic, they just throw them out.
So one day Steve is in the Hellfire to wait for the kids and flirt a little, telling himself that "this is the last time, you'll get a GRIP and MOVE THE FUCK ON!" is what he tells to himself. He tries a little and drops after a while, so in the break time the old members tell him that he needs to leave, because they won't allow anyone doing that to Eddie, as in: they think Steve knows that Eddie's gay and likes him so he's flirting with him in a mocking way.
So he leaves.
And when everyone (Eddie + the kids) is asking where is Steve, they say that he was being homophobic, an automat answer and they quickly try to cover up because they don't want to do that to Eddie, but Dustin immediately response was:
"how can Steve be homophobic if he's bi?"
And the world freaking EXPLOSES!
not the steddie hallucinations LMAO
Thank you for sending me this ask because I'm president of "Steve is a confident disaster Bisexual" and I'm making t-shirts for club members as we speak.
Anyways, I think Steve would be extremely confident in his sexuality to the point where he just likes whoever and goes for it (with the right precautions of course). When Eddie comes out to him and the rest of their group, Steve doesn't even think about coming out to him as well because he's been out to the group for so long he just assumes that everyone close to him knows.
So when he realizes he likes Eddie and flirts with him, he doesn't know what to take from his reactions: he doesn't look annoyed or uninterested (think about the girls he would flirt with at Scoops) but he doesn't respond either, which is weird for someone like Eddie, who engages flirty banters even with plants.
Let's add to the mix that Steve's love life has been a mess recently, how many times can you be rejected before you think there's something wrong with you?
That's why he decides to go all in one last time and then leave Eddie alone, but even the worst scenarios in his head did not prepare him for Eddie's friends telling him off on his behalf.
Steve's head is a mess but most of it all, he's ashamed. He thinks he must've been so annoying and oblivious to Eddie's disinterest that the guy had to ask his friends to put Steve in his place for him.
So he finds himself in the school's parking lot, sitting on the hood of his car and mentally counting how much money he and Robin will need to move to another country (because not even the most embarrassing moment of his life will make him go anywhere without her), completely unaware of the chaos inside the Hellfire room.
Eddie isn't in a better mental state than Steve, so he's letting the kids and the band do the talk for him.
"What do you mean he's bisexual? of course he isn't, he's Steve Harrington!" Gareth exclaims, voicing out one of Eddie's many thoughts.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? do you need a special license for that?" Mike huffs, crossing his arms.
Jeff steps in to defend his friend "Of course not! But he's king Steve! And he's constantly picking on Eddie, you heard him!"
"Picking on him? Even a child could see that he has been throwing hints at Eddie for weeks now! What are you, five?"
Erica's words put an end to the discussion, silence falls down abruptly.
Eddie jumps up off his throne and follows wherever Steve had disappeared before, distantly hearing his friends muttered apologies.
He sighs in relief when he sees Steve hasn't left yet.
The car is parked the opposite way of the entrance, so Eddie can only see Steve's back, but he can tell he's gesturing and, when he's close enough, he can hear him talk.
"You can never take a hint, can you? This is so stupid, how can you go around saying you got game when you can't even tell if someone's interested in you? Harrington charm my ass" Steve's hands are all up in the air and Eddie realizes he's gesturing similar to how Eddie does on a daily basis.
It's cute.
"Please leave the Harrington charm out of this" Eddie interjects, making Steve jump in surprise.
He looks like a deer caught by car lights, but he hides it quickly behind a smirk that Eddie refers to - at least in his head - as bitchy Steve "so, no more sending your gang after me? are you worried they didn't do a good job? or am I forbidden to stay even in the parking lot? I'll let you know that I-"
Eddie loves mean girl Steve, but he has no time for him now, so he interrupts "Go on a date with me."
Steve's raised eyebrow and incredulous look tell him that he doesn't take him seriously in the slightest.
"I said, go on a date with me" he repeats.
"I heard you the first time" Steve's voice is close to a whisper "I just think you must've hit your head on your way here."
"You're the one always taking hits on the head, not me" Eddie takes a step closer to him.
Steve steps back "well, there's a first time for everyone" he says, looking away.
Eddie moves close again, his face only a few inches from Steve's "I don't hear an answer."
Steve's eyes flicker on Eddie's lips for half a second, "I didn't hear a question" he bites back.
Eddie smirks and, under Steve's shocked look, jumps on his car.
"Eddie, what the fuck? get down of my car!" he's trying to maintain a firm tone but Eddie can tell he's amused by his antics. Eddie couldn't ask for anything better.
He looks around the parking lot to make sure they're alone, then loudly enounces "Steve Fucking Harrington-"
"Don't say it like it's my middle name!"
Eddie ignores him "- king of the school grounds, best Scoops Ahoy model-"
"what does that even mean-"
"Worst employee that family video has ever had, Faberge Organics favorite costumer-"
"I told you that in confidence."
"Would you do this humble commoner kneeling at your presence" he kneels down theatrically as he says so "the honor of accompanying him for an evening of frivolous romantic shit that society expects you to do when you find a respectable partner?"
“If I say yes will you get down?”
Eddie moves his weight from one foot to the other, making the car under him bounce “I might consider it.”
Steve lifts his arms, apprehensively “Okay, yes fine! Now please get down-”
Eddie jumps down, right into Steve’s arms.
———
All the hellfire club members decide to stop spying on them and get back inside when Eddie’s highly entertaining antics turn into a gross make out session.
“So” Dustin elbows Gareth’s side “does that look homophobic to you?”
#sorry for any mistakes#I’m falling asleep as I’m writing this lmao#and for making you wait#but I had fun writing it!!#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#steve and eddie#stranger things#steve x eddie#bi steve harrington#ask me anything#steddie ficlet#ficlets#sbc writes
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Oblivious to Love
[Mike Ross x Female!Reader]
Synopsis: Finding that your crush was evidently hiding something from you became more nerve-wracking than you thought. But something tells you that maybe it's worth the chase through the office, much to Harvey's displease of course.
WC: 2323
Category: Fluff
I wrote this mostly for my friend (love you @yoursacredqueenmother), but honestly I wrote it for myself too. Plus, there’s barely any Mike Ross fics on this app so I wanted to give some popularity towards him.
Oh how I love writing underrated kings.
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When you first met Mike Ross, he was nothing but a loser, a sorry excuse for a man. From his annoying habits of always being right to his slightly disheveled appearance, the way he always looked like a lost puppy in the morning. Everything about him was just... annoying.
Yet you couldn't help but fall for him. Fall for that crooked smile that seemed to make your knees wobble, those blue eyes that you swore were made out of crystals, and that damn brain of his. God, his brain was impressive. And every time you watched him work, you could only think that this guy was a fucking genius. He was just a brilliant person, and you knew it.
And he knew you knew it. Mike Ross was a very talented man, more talented than you. The way he talked, his words seemed to flow out of his mouth as if they were enchanted, and with one single phrase, he could convince you of the existence of unicorns. He had always had this way about him. It was like he could get anything he wanted by simply giving a smile. And even though Mike didn't know this about himself, he was able to make you melt with just a few words.
And after getting to know Mike better, you found that he was an amazing person. Sure, he could be a bit cocky at times, but his cockiness always came with the fact that he knew he was doing something right, and he was willing to admit to his wrongdoings when it was necessary. That's something that not everyone is willing to do, and you found that really impressive. He also had the most caring eyes you had ever seen, always willing to take care of anyone who needed help. Mike was a great guy, one of the best you knew. And when it came to his intelligence, you had no doubt that he was the smartest guy in the world.
But you still couldn't help but think, what was a guy like Mike doing with a girl like you?
You were nothing compared to him. He was intelligent, quick-witted, and attractive to boot. He was like the epitome of a perfect human, while you... you were just another boring girl who happened to be lucky enough to be in his life. You could never compare to someone like him, someone as amazing as Mike Ross.
It wasn't long before your feelings for him began to show, and when they did, it was inevitable that Mike would find out. It seemed that he could read you like a book, and you had no idea what gave away your feelings, but you had a sense that Mike had caught on early. Of course, it was only speculation, but the evidence was… well, there. He came up to you more, wanting to hang out with you, and his words to you were even sweeter. You were too embarrassed to think straight, and you had no idea what to do with yourself.
"You alright?"
It was lunchtime when Mike decided to show up, his blue eyes glancing down at you. His question took you by surprise, and you gave a quick nod in response.
"Yeah...yeah, I'm alright," you said, looking down at your salad. "I'm just a bit tired today, that's all."
He seemed to buy your answer because he didn't push any further on the subject. He just continued on as if nothing had happened. But something did happen, and you could tell that Mike was avoiding your eyes. You noticed this right away because he would never look away from you for so long, and you began to grow suspicious. What did Mike know?
The first person you decided to chase down and confront was Donna, the woman who knew anything and everything. She was like the goddess of knowledge, and if there was anyone who knew what was going on, it was her.
"Alright, what's up with Mike?" You questioned, waiting for an answer.
Donna looked up, giving you a questioning look. "What do you mean?"
"Don't give me that, D. You know exactly what I mean. Mike is being… I don’t know, he's being strange. I know you know why."
The older woman gave a sigh, taking a bite from her salad. "I don't know, he hasn't told me anything," she replied. "But are you sure he’s the one being weird? Because, you know, you're not exactly normal yourself."
"I am exactly normal!"
"You're so not normal."
"And how would you know that? Have you ever seen me? I look normal to the naked eye!"
Donna only smirked in response.
"You're useless," you groaned, turning away from the woman and sitting down at the table. Just as you did so, Harvey decided to walk past on the way to Jessica’s office. Of course, Harvey. Mike and him are practically glued at the hip.
He must know something.
"Harvey!" You shouted, causing him to halt in his tracks. The man turned around, his face contorting into one of confusion when he saw you. The confusion only stayed for a minute, though, because the second you went to open your mouth, he shut you down.
“Nope. I’m not doing this," Harvey said, pointing to the door. "Not this time."
"Doing what?" You asked, following behind him as he continued on his way. "You didn’t even know what I was going to ask.”
"Doesn't matter. I’m not getting involved with you and Mike."
"How’d you…?" You stopped yourself before you could finish your sentence, watching Harvey continuing on his way to Jessica's office, ignoring your complete presence.
Why was everyone avoiding you?
"Alright, what the hell?" You said, stomping back towards Donna. She gave a look of concern as if she was expecting you to explode any second now. “What’s going on? Please, tell me. Please don’t make me go to Louis. If I have to hear him talk about going mudding one more time, I might just snap. I swear to God-"
"Alright, alright," Donna interrupted, holding up her hands in defense. "But just remember, you asked for this."
"Just tell me, Donna. Tell me now before I die of curiosity!"
Donna sighed, rolling her eyes and looking you dead in the eyes. "Mike knows.”
"Knows what?"
"He knows.”
Oh.
Oh.
Oh no.
Donna must’ve immediately picked up on your panicked state because she was suddenly in front of you, grabbing onto your shoulders and trying to ground you as your eyes widened in sheer panic.
"Calm down," she whispered, shaking you slightly. "Just breathe."
"Is this bad? I think this is bad. This is bad. I’m going to die of embarrassment now. I won’t even be able to look at him ever again-"
"Stop." Donna slapped you in the face, her actions taking you by surprise. "Look, I'm going to tell you what I told him, alright?"
You only gave a small nod in response.
"After Mike asked—”
“He asked?!”
“Shush! After Mike asked if you were in love with him, I asked if he was in love with you."
"And?"
"He wouldn’t say. So, I asked him if he thought he was, and he didn't give me an answer.”
You blinked at her. "Okay. I don't think this is helping."
"You don’t understand. That’s a good sign. When you want to tell someone how you feel, but you don't want to give them the satisfaction of saying it out loud, you refuse to answer a question when someone asks if you feel that way about them. It means they really care, you know? Mike doesn't want to risk telling you how he feels, but he doesn't want to lie to me."
You stared at her, unable to respond. Donna just gave a sigh and patted you on the head.
"Look, all I'm trying to tell you is that this might work out. Just give it time."
You, in fact, didn’t give it time. You practically went insane to the point of going back to Harvey to question him again. This time, he gave you an answer.
"Does Mike like me?”
He gave you a confused look as if he were expecting you to explain what the hell you were talking about.
"…I’m going to pretend like you asked a real question," Harvey said, crossing his arms over his chest. “I don’t know if you've forgotten, but this is a law firm. Not a damn soap opera."
"I need to know!" You pressed. “I know Mike said something to you. That man cannot keep anything secret. It's just not possible."
"Dammit," Harvey muttered, rubbing his temples. "This isn't something I want to deal with right now, I’m busy-"
"Harvey, it’s a simple yes or no. I will literally leave you alone for a whole week if you tell me. I promise I won't bug you at all; I swear on my life. So, please. Just tell me."
Harvey sighed, putting down his pen. There was a part of you that felt bad about interrupting his work, but this was too important just to ignore. You had to know.
"Mike likes you, kid. Now get the hell out of my office," Harvey said, waving you off as you left, feeling a huge weight off your shoulders.
Oh, man. Oh boy. This was actually happening. Mike Ross, the smartest man in the world, liked you. The smile that surfaced on your face was involuntary, and you couldn’t help but put it on full display as you walked past Donna, who raised an eyebrow.
"You need to talk to him," Donna said. "Or else you'll never stop smiling like an idiot."
That's what you did.
The second you saw Mike, you rushed to his office, where you could see that he was alone. You entered quietly, making sure to close the door behind you as Mike looked up, his blue eyes locking with yours.
"Hey," he said, clearing his throat as you made your way towards him. “I was just—”
“Harvey said you liked me.” You blurted, causing Mike to freeze. You didn’t mean to just come out and say it like that, but you couldn't stop yourself from doing so. He looked a bit shocked, but his expression quickly changed to one of curiosity, his eyebrows arching.
Then, he did something you hadn't been expecting at all. He gave you a smile. Mike Ross, the man you had been pining over for years, gave you a smile that made your knees wobble, and you felt your stomach tighten.
"Funny enough,” he said, leaning back into his chair, still wearing that grin on his face. "Donna said the exact same thing about you.”
You couldn’t help the soft laughter that escaped you because it was funny. Donna and Harvey. Everyone seemed to know except you two, and that was almost humorous. But it wasn't enough to stop your nerves because you still wanted to talk to him.
"Listen, Mike-"
"No," he interrupted, shaking his head. "Not until you listen."
He paused for a moment, waiting until you were fully in attention before continuing.
"You don't need to say anything," Mike said, his voice taking on a serious tone that surprised you. "I’m smart enough to know how you feel about me. I knew it as soon as I saw the way you looked at me. Sorry that it took me so long to say something, but I wanted to make sure it was real, you know? Because you can't just trust someone based on looks, not with stuff like this. You know?"
“Mike,”
“I’m rambling, aren’t I? I’m totally rambling, aren't I?"
"Mike-"
"I feel really awkward right now," he said, a nervous chuckle escaping him. "Because this is normally the part where you would just kiss me, but you haven't done anything of the sort."
"You want me to kiss you?” You asked, your heart pounding so loud that you could feel it in your throat. “That’s a little bold, don't you think?"
Mike leaned forward, giving you a look that caused your heart to practically leap out of your chest. His eyes seemed to be sparkling as if he were asking a question you already knew the answer to.
"Since when has anyone said I was shy?"
You let out a small gasp, almost like a squeak, as he grabbed onto your hand and pulled you closer to him. The chair Mike was in was not made to sit two people, and you had to squeeze in between him, your bodies pressing against each other.
He leaned into you, his nose brushing against yours as he closed his eyes, giving you a second to do the same before he kissed you. It was soft and warm, and the second his lips touched yours, you were gone. His hands came up to your face, and you could feel his fingers caress your cheeks as you pressed into his kiss.
The first time you kissed someone, you knew it was special. Something about it caused butterflies to swarm in your stomach, and you wanted nothing more than to continue this for the rest of your life. But as you kissed Mike Ross, you knew that it was even better.
His kiss was passionate and full of longing as if he were kissing you for the first time. It was a feeling you never experienced before, and it was amazing.
When the two of you finally parted, your cheeks flushed and your lips slightly swollen; you couldn't help the giggle that escaped you, watching Mike as his face turned slightly pink.
"That was… wow.” Mike bit down on his lip, trying to hold back his smile. "I never knew."
"Never knew what?”
Mike looked up, giving you that crooked grin that you adored so much. "That a kiss from you can make my heart stop beating."
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The Eddie Munson Guide to Dating an Oblivious Jock Part 1
When I reached 1000 followers I put up a poll for what people wanted me to do to celebrate and the top two options (separated by less than one percent) were between doing nothing and just continue to do my regularly scheduled posting and doing a fun little one shot. Which I told people to put their suggestion in the comments. The only one to actually do that was @artiststarme who requested a pining Eddie and an oblivious Steve. I got half of that LOL! I have an actively wooing Eddie and an oblivious Steve. So I hope you like it anyway.
There is no set posting schedule on this one. I will be putting it out when possible as it’s still a WIP.
Summary: After Vecna Max is having trouble convincing Lucas to date her again so she turns to the one member of the party who is dating a jock: Eddie Munson. He breaks down his tips for dating an oblivious jock. Bold = the guide. Italicized = their conversation. Standard = examples Eddie is giving Max for each step.
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The Eddie Munson Guide to Dating an Oblivious Jock
Foreword:
Eddie Munson had the best functioning gaydar in all of Hawkins. Perhaps even the surrounding areas. He hadn’t been wrong yet. Mainly because it only used it on actual teenagers and they weren’t as good as hiding it as they thought they were.
So far he had clocked Robin Buckley, Vickie Lawrence, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Tommy Hagen, and few others around their school. But his absolute favorite was Steve Harrington.
Now, some of them were bisexual instead of gay, but the radar worked all the same. Mike, Vickie, and Steve to be precise. Although he was pretty sure Hagen was feeding Harrington a line about it not being gay unless their dicks touch or whatever and passing off his crush on King Steve as just being bros or some shit.
He honestly felt sorry for Carol Perkins because she most certainly was straight and her boyfriend and his best friend were not.
Eddie thought about telling her, but then he remembered she was a bitch and just didn’t.
Now, King Steve was a bitch too. He wasn’t going to deny that. But that was what attracted Eddie to him the first place. His bitchy little remarks, his snide comments, his lip curling sneer.
He was pissed when Nancy tried to stomp it out while they were dating. He didn’t think she succeeded. At least not all the way if the little glances Steve gave him during his famous lunchroom rants were any indication.
And then the world came crashing down around Steve and Eddie got see a whole new side of Harrington that he hadn’t seen before. Steve would still sneer at Eddie’s rants, laugh at Eddie’s attempts to wound him, but there was something else.
He began flinching at loud noises. He went from the top of most of his classes to barely skating by. He started wearing sunglasses all the time. He would turn to his right side when people talked.
That’s when the start of Eddie’s crush happened. This deposed king, was quieter, rougher around the edges, but also the same time gentler, too.
Steve graduated and Eddie did not. It lessened their interactions a great deal, but when Eddie found that Steve was working at the mall in the most ridiculous outfit. It wasn’t even cute, but fuck did it do a number on Eddie’s libido. His attraction turned into full on lust.
And then they ended up saving the world together. And Steve full on saved his life. That’s when Eddie knew he was trouble. That’s when he fell in love with Steve. Head over heels.
That’s when he knew he was going to need a game plan to woo this bastard. This beautiful, sassy, completely oblivious bastard.
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Step One: Determine if you are their flavor of partner.
There is nothing worse than assuming a guy might into dating you and then for him not be. Now, everyone Eddie had pegged as gay or bisexual had been correct, but there was always that chance. That first time he was wrong.
And considering that they had become friends after all that, Eddie had be sure.
“I’m just saying that Luke was prettier in the first one,” Eddie defended. He was harassing his favorite Family Video employee, Steve Harrington.
“Come on,” Steve argued back. “That’s not fair. The actor got into a really bad accident between the first and second one. But I would say he looked best in the third one with the teddy bears.”
“They’re called Ewoks,” Eddie moaned. “They aren’t teddy bears.”
Steve rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Besides everyone knows that Han Solo is the hottest guy in the Star Wars trilogy.”
Eddie slammed both hands on the counter making Robin and Steve both jump. “You take that back. This Lando Calrissian slander and I won’t have it!”
Steve laughed.
“Since when did you have an opinion on hot guys anyway?” Robin asked from the candy display in front of the counter, where she was restocking the Reese’s Pieces.
Steve frowned. “Since always?” Eddie and Robin both raised an eyebrow at him. “Me and Carol and Tommy would rate the guys in every movie we saw. Doesn’t everybody do that?”
Robin raised the other eyebrow. “No. I certainly don’t. But I’m gay, so guys just don’t do it for me.”
Steve turned to Eddie. “So what’s your excuse then?”
Eddie grinned. “Because I’m gay and guys do do it for me?”
Steve blinked. “But I like boobies, too. Unless there’s a thing for both?”
Eddie grinned. Gotcha! “Sure there is, beautiful. It’s called being bisexual. Freddie Mercury from Queen and David Bowie are both bisexual.”
Steve frowned. “Is that what Vickie is?” he asked Robin. “Does she like both, too?”
Robin blinked. “Oh. I mean, yeah. I hadn’t thought of that. Yeah, I mean she could like both.”
Steve bumped her with his hip. “There you go. Now ask her out already!”
He laughed and ducked when she threw a packet of Reese’s Pieces at his head.
He bent to pick them up, but they were a little abused and a corner was torn. “Shit.”
Steve held it up so they could see.
Robin grimaced. “Oops!”
“I’ll buy it,” Eddie said. “That way you guys won’t get into trouble.”
Steve smiled wide. “You’d do that?”
“Sure thing, princess,” Eddie said returning the smile. He paid for it and then bid them goodbye.
As he walked out the door he heard Robin say, “I thought he hated Reese’s Pieces.”
Eddie laughed.
Max laughed. “That one’s easy. Being straight has its privileges. I know Lucas is straight, so I have that one in the bag.”
Eddie grinned. “It certainly makes it easier, that’s for sure.”
She laughed even harder.
“Now do you want to hear the rest of these or not?” Eddie growled.
Max waved her hand. “Yeah, yeah. Go on. I’m the one that asked for this.”
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Step Two: Find Common Interests
On the surface, you couldn’t find two people more fundamentally opposed than Steve and Eddie. Rich, prep, jock, alt rock, pretty boy. Poor, metalhead, nerd, did I mention metalhead?
In the Venn diagram of life it should be two completely separate circles. But there were overlaps. Their taste in movies for a start. Steve Harrington loves horror movies.
“Hold up,” Max interrupted. “There is no way in hell that Steve can even stand horror movies. Have you met the guy?”
“I am dating him,” Eddie said with a laugh. “I would certainly hope so.”
“He really likes horror movies?” she asked incredulously.
“He thinks they’re great date movies,” Eddie said with a grin. “It’s great for cuddling.”
“Ew, gross!” Max said with a sneer.
“Don’t knock until you try it kid.”
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They were all at Steve’s for movie night and they were having a hard time choosing a film that they could all agree on.
“We aren’t watching Gremlins!” Robin protested. “They’re too creepy.”
Jonathan threw his arms in the air. “That’s the point. They’re supposed to be creepy.”
Nancy wrinkled her nose. “I don’t like it either. I don’t think I saw more than five minutes of it when Steve took me.”
Steve laughed. “That was rather the point of taking you.”
You could almost hear the record scratch the universe made when every head in that room turned to Steve.
Steve smirked. “What? The point of taking any date to a horror film is to get cuddles when it scares them.”
“Ooh...” Jonathan said. “That makes sense. I never pegged you for a horror guy, but you were always on top of when they came out in theaters.”
“Hey,” Steve said, “I do enjoy them for their own merit. And I always pre-screen them so I know it won’t be too gory or too scary. Because giving the date nightmares is the last thing I want.”
Eddie ran his tongue over his teeth. “You like horror movies? You’ll pardon my skepticism, but like what?”
Steve hummed for a moment and then scratched his cheek. He snapped his fingers. “Damn it, I’m really bad at movie names. Just give me a minute.”
He ran up to his room and brought down about four or five VHS tapes.
“Let’s see,” he said absently. “Evil Dead, Nightmare on Elm Street...The Dead Zone. That one is really good. Went right out and read the book after that one. And Poltergeist.”
Eddie made grabby hands for the tapes and Steve handed them over. Eddie looked them over.
“Got some pretty good taste here, Harrington,” he said after a moment. “But why aren’t they down here with the rest of the tapes?”
Steve blushed. “My mom said I had to keep them in my room so her friends didn’t think she liked that trash.”
Robin’s eyes went wide. “I don’t like horror either, but to call it trash is a bit harsh.”
Steve shrugged. “Not all horror is created equal. Like the one about the dog in the Antarctic killing people? No thanks.”
Eddie’s eyes went wide. “You’ve seen The Thing?”
“Is that what it’s called?” Eddie nodded. “Yeah. It was too gross even for me.”
Eddie licked his lips. “Did you know it was a remake from the 1951 classic, The Thing from Another Planet?”
Steve’s eyes lit up. “Really? Maybe I’ll like that one better.”
Eddie grinned. “My Uncle Wayne owns it. Why don’t you come over on your next day off, and we can watch together without these heathens.”
Steve laughed as Nancy and Robin squawked indignantly. Jonathan just shook his head.
“Sound like you’ve got a deal, Munson,” he said with a grin.
They ended up watching Pretty in Pink again, because Nancy and Robin strong-armed the boys into agreeing.
“And he still didn’t get you were flirting with him?” Max asked.
“Nope!” Eddie cackled. “But remember we are dealing with oblivious jockus. They aren’t known for picking up on subtle clues.”
Max laughed. “Fair Enough. What’s next?”
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Mike HCs :3 NSFW!
• Mike is the aftercare king. He’s so cuddly and affectionate and warm and huggable 🥰🥰
• He’s kinda oblivious when he’s getting hit on tho you could literally be undoing his pants and he’d be like “is this a signal???”
• Steal his hat he thinks you look so cute in it
• Loooooves when you’re on top. He could watch you ride him all day and night. He’ll grab your hips and ass and help bounce you on him. He wants to be as deep inside you as he possibly can be. He knows exactly where on your stomach to press down with his fingertips to make you cum the hardest you ever have.
• HUGE DICK SORRY NOT SORRY 🧍🏻♀️
• He won’t get rough unless you ask him to, but once you do ask?? It’s so on. He’ll spank and slap you around, manhandle the fuck out of you, throw you across the room, whatever you want bby. And you can bet he’s wearing those rings the whole time 💕
• Type of gross perverted guy to want to make the nastiest porn with you. He’ll want to record everything to keep as his personal porn collection. He has a gallery of photos and videos of the two of you >:3
• Loves girls that are taller than him 🤭💕
• He loves to show you off. When you’re all dressed up and cute and walking in on his arm? There’s no better feeling to him. He wants his hands on you constantly - on your waist or the back of your neck, or gripping your thigh. He’s going to make you feel like a trophy girl fr. He gets off on watching other guys admire you and knowing you’re all his.
• Nasty boy constantly wants to make out with you when he’s drunk. He’s so sloppy n gross, it doesn’t matter if you’re in public he wants to stick his tongue in your mouth 😋
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Hello :) I have a request for Steve x Reader, it’s based on the prompt of the kids watching them (being all cute) and one of them says “I’ve never seen him this happy before”.
It’s pretty open so write whatever feels write just make it super fluffy bc I’m a sucker for those <33 Thank you SO much in advance, I love your writing!
it's halloween in this lil drabble because i need fall asap!!
It Looks Good On Him
Pairings: Steve Harrington x Reader
Warnings: none! just a whole lotta fluff :)
You found yourself walking through the rich neighborhood of Hawkins with your boyfriend, Steve, taking the kids out for Halloween. This was your first time chaperoning the kids, but Steve had watched them last year, so he knew what houses to hit for the giant candy bars. You and Steve were walking behind the group, letting them take the lead for a bit.
“You think I can convince one of them to give me a candy bar?” You smiled up at Steve and he laughed at you, eyes crinkling at the edges and grip on your hand tightening. Unknown to you both, the group of kids weren’t oblivious to your conversation or the sickly sweet looks you had been trading all night.
“Ugh, can’t they just get a room already?” Lucas gagged, turning back around to the party.
“I think it’s cute!” Max declared, shoving Lucas in the shoulder playfully. “Besides, you don’t think it’s gross when it’s us.” Max stuck her tongue out at him.
“I think it’s super nice that Steve’s finally found someone for him.” Will shrugged, kicking a rock that was on the road ahead of him.
“Totally! Y/N is like the perfect match!” Mike agreed, nodding to the two. The two of you continued walking behind them, giggling and whispering to each other. You and Steve had met in High School, but you had only passed each other in the hallway, never really speaking to one another, but acknowledging that the other existed. It wasn’t until you had gotten a job at Scoops Ahoy that the two of you actually started to talk to each other. You both had gotten along well– maybe even too well– and you had developed feelings for Steve. Unfortunately, you had gotten wrapped up in figuring out the secret Russian code and getting stuck in their underground base. You and Steve went through it together and it had ended up okay. The two of you got together shortly after Star Court and had been loving every second since.
“What do you think they’re talking about?” El tilted her head to the side, eyes scanning the couple behind them. You were motioning with the hand that wasn’t laced with Steve’s as you were talking to him. He was just staring back at you with a soft smile, pure adoration in his gaze.
“They’re probably plotting to steal our candy.” Dustin rolled his eyes, leading the party to another house. Dustin turned back to really look at the two of you. Ever since Steve had asked you out he had been overall more of a joyful person. He smiled more, laughed more, and the usual tension in his shoulders had disappeared. Dustin had noticed the change and he couldn’t be more happy for his friend; even if that meant he had to share Steve with you.
Steve leaned down and captured your lips in a quick kiss. You both parted and you giggled, cheeks turning pink. You grinned up at him and continued your conversation.
“I’ve never seen him this happy before.” Dustin blinked, voice soft almost like he was talking to himself.
“Yeah, it’s a good look on him. He deserves it.” Max smiled at you two. She liked the effect you had on Steve.
“Come on, guys! Stop gawking over them and let’s get some more of those king sized candy bars.” Lucas groaned, taking the lead of the party.
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I love the perv!Eddie and bestfriend!reader
And have a suggestion
What if Eddie got jealous of one of readers friends and they have arguments (angsty stuff) but in the end Eddie accidentally reveals his feelings and the ending is up to you.
I know this suggestion is a little different from the fics that u write so if u don't want to do this it's ok!
Looking forward for the next fic❤️
For you and @eddiejosephluv <3 hope y'all enjoy!
Warnings: language, angst to fluff, hurt/comfort, Eddie is an idiot
WC: 3.5k
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The Hawkins High gym is buzzing with anticipation for the championship basketball game. You're sitting next to your friend Steve Harrington, who came back to his old stomping grounds to support Lucas Sinclair. Sinclair had been riding the bench the whole season, but Steve was always there to cheer him on. Plus, he got to make fun of Robin for her ridiculous band outfit, so it was a win-win.
On the bleachers to the other side of Steve are Dustin Henderson and Mike Wheeler, eating some sugary snack and discussing Eddie Munson's latest sadistic D&D campaign.
Speaking of Eddie...
You spot him trudging into the gym just as the game is starting and wave him over. He shuffles over with a grateful smile.
"Thanks for saving me a seat," he says, plopping down next to you. "Had to finish clearing out the drama room alone because I was ditched!" He shoots a glare over at the two freshmen who are obliviously chatting away.
"Poor thing," you pout with mock sympathy. "How ever did you survive?"
Eddie gives you a playful shove, knees knocking into yours, but he doesn't pull back. And you don't want him to.
Thirty minutes into the game, the gym is now stifling. Too many bodies, too much cheering, and you realize your water bottle is empty as you try to take a swig.
"I'm out of water," you mutter, contorting your face into the cutest angry expression Eddie's ever seen.
"Here, take mine," Steve offers his half-full bottle, which you accept.
"How do I know you don't have cooties?" you tease.
As you banter back and forth with Steve, you don't notice Eddie's face fall. Drinking from the same bottle as Steve Harrington? It seems so innocent, but he has a feeling that you wouldn't dare share germs with Mike or Dustin.
C'mon, dude, get out of your head, he wills himself, but he can't shake off the concern that you might like Steve, the way that Eddie likes you.
~
The game ends with Lucas scoring the game-winning point. You scream so loudly you worry that you've damaged your vocal chords. Even Eddie temporarily pulls himself out of his funk to cheer for one of his little sheep.
After congratulating Hawkins' newest star basketball player, you make your way to the parking lot with the rest of the group.
"Y/N, how are you getting home?" Steve asks you, car keys in hand.
"Uh, I think Eddie was gonna drive me," you reply.
Steve jerks a thumb towards his car. "I have to drive near your place to drop Robin off, if you want a lift. Save Munson the trouble of going out of his way."
"Oh, um," you stammer. You certainly don't want to put Eddie out, but you really want to spend more time with him. You look at his face for a clue for what you should do, but he just looks away. Guess that answers that question. "Yeah, that would be great. Thanks."
At this, Eddie's head snaps up, but he bites back a response. Okay, she definitely likes Harrington, he thinks, watching you saunter off towards the BMW.
"Hello? Earth to Eddie?" he hears Dustin say. "Come in, Eddie..."
"What?" he barks, and Dustin flinches. "Sorry, just...never mind."
"Is Eddie sad because his little girlfriend ditched him for King Steve?" Mike taunts in a sing-song voice. He and Dustin burst into laughter.
"She's not my girlfriend," he mumbles, shoving his hands in his pockets.
Mike looks at him knowingly. "But you are jealous that she's hanging out with Steve."
"Yeah, man, I don't know!" Eddie rubs his face in frustration. "I thought maybe she was into me, but now she's sharing water bottles and getting rides home with him so, I guess not. I guess The Freak is left in the dust, again."
"Well, did you offer her water?" Dustin questions.
"No, but--"
"And did you say anything when Steve said it would be 'trouble' for you to drive her home?" he continues.
"No, Henderson, I didn't." Like the kid wasn't three feet away when it all happened.
"Okay, so what have you done to show her that you're into her?" Mike pipes up.
"Nothing! I've done nothing!" Eddie shouts in exasperation. "I don't even know what to do!"
"You could ask her to the prom," suggests Dustin, "y'know, assuming you're graduating this year."
Eddie considers this. He wasn't planning on going to the prom, but he'd overheard you talking to Robin about hair and makeup and dresses, which meant that you wanted to go. He could take you; assuming Steve didn't ask you first.
"Yeah, okay," he nods. "I'll ask her next week."
~
Next week comes and goes without Eddie asking you. In fact, three weeks go by without a mention of the prom. You want to go with him, and at this point, you might as well just ask him yourself.
Before you can do that, Lucas plops down at the cafeteria table. He splits his time between the basketball team and Hellfire, but he's been sitting with you more since the season ended.
"Y/N!" he says with a huge grin on his face. "Guess what?"
"You're being drafted for the NBA?" you joke, dipping a french fry in ketchup.
"Ha ha, you're hilarious," he rolls his eyes. "No, you know Zach Harper?"
"He's on the basketball team with you, right?"
"Yup! And he wants to take you to prom," Lucas announces. "Told me that he's been checking you out since you started coming to our games."
You glance over at the jock table. Zach meets your gaze and gives a small wave, and you wave back with a giggle. He's cute, muscular, and one of the smarter guys on the team. Your eyes flicker over to Eddie, seemingly engrossed in the ham sandwich he's packed for lunch today. He doesn't appear too concerned about the prospect of you going to prom with someone else, so you shouldn't be either, right?
"Should I go talk to him?" you ask Lucas. Your question is answered when Zach makes his way towards you.
"Hey, Y/N," he says softly. "I was wondering...would you like to go to the prom with me? I thought I should ask our good-luck charm."
You smile at the compliment. "I'm your good-luck charm?" you ask incredulously.
"Well, I mean, we hadn't even made it to the championship game in years. And then you come to the games this season and we win the whole thing?" He shrugs his broad shoulders. "I don't know; doesn't seem like a coincidence to me."
"Then it would be a bad omen for me to turn you down, huh?" you flirt. "Sure, I'll go with you."
Eddie stands abruptly and bolts out of the cafeteria, shaking the table with the force of his movement. Dustin chases after him.
"Uh, Y/N?" Mike says slowly. "Why did you accept Zach's invite if you're going to prom with Eddie?"
You give him a confused look. "Because I'm...not going with Eddie?"
"You turned him down?"
"He never asked," you tell him. "I was thinking about asking him, but then Zach asked me. Besides," you add, "prom is not Eddie's thing." You pause. "Wait, why did you think I was going to prom with Eddie?"
Mike chews on his lower lip, contemplating his response before deciding to go with the truth. "After the championship game," he starts, "Eddie told me and Dustin that he was gonna ask you. I just assumed he did."
"Well, he didn't," you huff, "so I guess he changed his mind."
"Maybe you should go talk to him," Lucas says. "I would've told Zach that you weren't interested if I knew..."
"It's okay," you reassure him. "I'll go find Eddie."
~
You find him in the parking lot, smoking a cigarette down to the filter. He tosses it aside and immediately lights up another one. Dustin is learning up against the van with him, but heads inside when he sees you walk over.
"Eds? You okay?"
Silence.
"Can you just talk to me about why you're upset?"
"You're a smart girl, Y/N," he sneers, "you can figure it out."
You sigh. "Look, if you don't want me to go to prom with Zach, just let me know."
He takes the cigarette from his mouth and flicks the ashes to the pavement. "I don't care who you go to prom with. Seems like you've got a lot of guys wrapped around your little finger, though." He glances up at the sky. "Let's see, Steve Harrington, Zach Harper, and let's not forget about your adventures with that guy from the newspaper club last year..."
Your eyes narrow and a burning anger sets in your stomach. "What are you implying, Eddie?"
"Nothin'," he responds with fake innocence. "Just that you're getting a lot of attention from guys lately."
"Because..." you trail off, choking back tears. "it sounds like you're calling me a slut, or something."
"Your words not mine, sweetheart."
Rage floods through your whole body and you clench your fists. "Fuck you, Eddie," you spit. "I'm supposed to sit around waiting for you to never ask me to prom? Maybe you could try not being a pussy for five fucking seconds. Did you consider that?" But you don't wait for a response, turning on your heel and leaving him speechless.
~
Two weeks later, you haven't spoken to Eddie. In all fairness, he hasn't tried to talk to you; in fact, you've both been going out of your way to avoid each other. You’d stopped sitting at the Hellfire table during lunch, opting instead to hang out with Zach and his friends. You two had been getting closer; not exactly dating, but definitely more than friends. Zach slung an arm around you while he and his buddies discussed their college plans, whether they would continue playing ball, and the fraternities they wanted to join. It was halfway through the lunch period when you realized that no one had asked you about your plans.
“I’m, um, studying psychology at Northwestern,” you cut in shyly, purposely omitting the fact that you’d gotten a scholarship. You didn’t want to seem cocky.
Zach presses his lips to your ear. “Let me catch up with the guys, okay?” he whispers. You nod, embarrassed.
Ryan, one of Zach’s buddies, pipes up from across the table. “Harper, you tell Y/N about prom yet?”
You wrinkle your brows in confusion. “What about prom?”
“Oh, uh,” Zach glares at Ryan, “I think we’re gonna ditch. Heard that they’re cracking down on people sneaking in booze. It’s gonna suck.”
“But I already got my dress,” you supply lamely, disappointment creeping through you. “I really wanted to go.”
“It’s just a stupid dance. Ryan’s parents have a lake house, and we’ll throw a killer party there.”
“Okay,” you falter, sinking into yourself as they resume their previous conversation.
Meanwhile, from across the cafeteria, Eddie’s eyes are glued to you.
“Dude, what even happened when you talked to her?” Mike pries. “She won’t even look at us anymore!”
Dustin turns to Mike. “He told her that he was jealous because he has feelings for her and wanted to take her to the prom, and he apologized for being an asshole. Right?” He groans when Eddie doesn’t respond. “Eddie, what did you do?”
“I don’t wanna talk about it,” Eddie mumbles.
“C’mon,” Lucas says, “we gotta assess the damage.”
Eddie laughs thickly. “Oh, it’s pretty fuckin’ bad, Sinclair,” he admits, “I, uh, may have implied that she sleeps around.”
The freshmen throw their arms up in exasperation, clamoring about what an idiot their Dungeon Master is.
“I know, I know!” Eddie laments. “I’m not good with feelings.”
“So instead of working on that, you decide to tell the girl of your dreams that she’s a whore. Nice.” Dustin retorts, voice dripping with sarcasm.
Eddie sighs. “D’ya think I can fix this?” he asks quietly.
“I mean, clearly not on your own,” Mike replies, “but maybe we can help. I’ve needed more advice about El than a guy should. Probably should give back to the universe or something.”
~
Lucas puts the first part of the plan into action, running up to you at your locker at the end of the day.
“Hey, Y/N,” he says breathlessly, “could you babysit Erica tonight? My parents have some last-minute plans, and I promised Dustin we’d go to the library and study together.”
“Oh,” you muse. “Yeah, sure.”
“Cool,” he offers you a smile, “6:00? I know Erica would love to talk about your plans for prom.”
You can’t help it; your face falls and you will your tears to stay in your eyes. “I’m not going to prom,” you tell him softly. “Zach said the teachers are making sure no one’s drinking, so he doesn’t wanna go anymore.”
Lucas tries to hide his excitement, feigning sadness. “That’s, um, rough. I gotta go.”
Weird, you think, but those kids have always been a little strange, so you don’t read into it.
Lucas makes a beeline for Eddie’s locker, where he’s anxiously awaiting your response.
“Eddie!” the boy practically screams, “she’s not going to prom!” He fills him in on his latest discovery. “So you can still ask her!”
“Do you think that’s a good idea?” Eddie asks. “She kinda hates my guts right now.”
“All part of the plan, my friend,” Lucas says, clapping a hand on Eddie’s back.
~
You show up to the Sinclair’s house at 5:45 and ring the doorbell. Lucas opens the door.
“I thought you were at the library,” you say suspiciously.
“I lied,” he responds plainly, pulling you through the door.
“Seems like a silly thing to lie ab--” you start, but the rest of your words get caught in your throat when you see Eddie sitting on the living room sofa. “Oh, no way.” You turn back around to leave.
“Please,” Eddie calls out, standing up quickly to stop you, “please, can we talk?”
“I think you’ve said enough,” you huff, recalling the way he spoke to you a few weeks back. “I’ve had a really shitty day, and you’re the last person I want to see.”
The words sting him more than he anticipates; he wants to be the person you seek out when things get tough.
“I’m just gonna...” Lucas trails off and darts upstairs, leaving you two alone. Dammit, Sinclair.
“Y/N, I am so sorry,” Eddie says, “I never should have made you feel bad for guys noticing you. Of course they do; you’re beautiful and smart and the nicest person I know.”
You cross your arms over your chest, still unimpressed. “Flattery won’t get you very far. You really hurt my feelings, Eddie.”
“I know,” he murmurs, glancing at the ground. “I’m not good with expressing how I feel, but that’s not a reason to treat you like I did. I should’ve just been honest with you from the beginning.”
“So,” you say, “be honest with me now. Do you really think I’m a slut?”
“No!” he says so forcefully it’s practically a yell, and he pulls back. “No, not at all. I think...” he sighs. “D’you remember when you joined Hellfire your sophomore year, my first senior year?”
“Mhm.” Where is he going with this?
“And Jason Carver took my lunch, smashed it on the ground, and told me to clean it up like the janitor I was destined to be?”
Of course you remember, thinking back to the humiliated look on Eddie’s face as Jason crushed the pretzels beneath his feet. “Yeah.”
“And you told him to fuck off and go stick his dick in a hornet’s nest,” he says with a small laugh. “And then you helped me pick up my food, and you split your own lunch with me.”
“Well, yeah. I wasn’t about to let you starve,” you mumble. “And I still think that Carver should sustain trauma to his genitals.”
“Agreed,” Eddie says with a nod. “But that moment? When we had only known each other for a few weeks, and you were so sweet when you easily could’ve laughed at me like everyone else...that’s the moment I fell for you.”
“Fell for me?” you echo, shocked.
“Y-yeah,” he stammers, fidgeting with his rings. “I’ve liked you since that day, and it’s only gotten worse since then.” He clears his throat. “And that’s not an excuse for being a jealous moron. I’ve had every chance to ask you out, but I never did. I just...stupidly...expected you to wait around for me to work up the nerve.”
His sincerity slowly chips away at your anger, though you’re not ready to forgive him yet. “Eddie,” you take a deep breath. “I’ve liked you for a really long time, too. But when you flirted with cheerleaders or bragged about your post-gig hookups, I didn’t treat you like shit,” you say pointedly. “I bitched about it to Robin and Nancy, or I wrote about it in my journal, or I screamed into a pillow. I didn’t make you feel bad.” You let tears slip down your cheeks. “You made me feel really, really bad.”
“How can I make it up to you? Earn back your trust?” he asks, repeating the words Dustin told him to say.
You pick at an invisible speck of dust on your pants. “The apology was a good start.”
“Sinclair told me that, um, you’re not going to prom anymore?” he blurts out. “Something about that jockstrap bailing?”
“Word travels fast around Hellfire,” you remark.
“Could I take you?” he asks quietly. “We could go as friends. No pressure; I just wanna make sure you get to go.”
You consider his proposal. Prom with Eddie Munson was something you’d wanted for ages, but were you ready to trust him again?
“I dunno,” you say.
“Let’s make it tentative,” he suggests. “We can try hanging out again, work through all this. And we can plan to go to the prom. And if you change your mind at any point, you can pull the plug on it.” He sticks out his hand. “Deal?”
You shake it, offering a smile. “Deal.”
~
After a few weeks of movie nights, finals study sessions, and the occasional coffee shop date, prom arrives. You break the news to Zach that you won’t be attending his lake house rager, and neither of you are too disappointed.
Now, you’re sitting in Nancy’s bedroom as she swipes red lipstick over your lips. Your hair is teased slightly, giving it some volume. You wear a long black off-the-shoulder dress. You borrowed a necklace from Nancy, a thin chain with a small diamond in the center.
You feel beautiful.
“Girls!” Mrs. Wheeler calls from downstairs, “your dates are here!”
Jonathan and Nancy are going together, and Robin had asked Steve to accompany her until she and Vickie could sneak off. She’ll have to pick up some of his Family Video shifts, but it’ll be worth it.
You carefully walk down the stairs in your heels. Your eyes meet Eddie’s immediately, a huge grin forming on his face.
“Wow,” he draws in a breath, “you’re stunning.” He takes a corsage out of the chilled plastic case, slipping it over your wrist. You pin his boutinneire to his jacket.
“You look so handsome,” you tell him, and it’s the truth. His hair is pulled back into a soft bun at the nape of his neck. He’s wearing fitted black pants and suit jacket, a dark gray button-down shirt underneath. His guitar pick necklace hangs around his neck. With all of the courage you can muster, you press a kiss to his cheek.
After Mrs. Wheeler takes enough pictures to fill several albums, the six of you are off to the prom. The gym is decorated with streamers, balloons, and flowers. It’s still the gym, but there’s a special magic in the air. Vickie joins the group, and all of you take to the makeshift dance floor.
You pause when the first slow song blares over the speakers, unsure if Eddie will want to dance so intimately with you. Before you can move, he grabs your hand.
“Can I have this dance?” he asks shyly, and you nod.
“Of course.”
You loop your arms around his neck; he snakes his around your waist, hands resting on your lower back.
“Since we’re being honest with each other,” he whispers teasingly, “then I have to tell you that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
You laugh. “You’re so full of it, Munson.”
He shakes his head, a lock of hair slipping from the bun. “No, I’m completely serious. I hope I remember this night forever.” He hesitates only briefly before pulling you closer, leaning in, and kissing you gently.
His lips part yours as you melt into him, smiling and kissing him at the same time. He deepens the kiss when he realizes that you’re reciprocating his feelings, hands pressing harder against you. He moves one to your face, holding your cheek and softly caressing it with his thumb.
And while the future is filled with unknowns, neither of you worry about that. For now, it’s you and Eddie, and that’s all that matters.
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Mike: So, I’m in love with Bill
Stan: Bill, our best friend?
Mike: Yeah. Thoughts?
Stan: And prayers…
#bill is an oblivious idiot and stan knows this#IM SCREAMING ABOUT STRANGER THINGS SEASON 4 VOL 2 ATM BTW#losers club#it#it chapter 2#it stephen king#the losers club#losers club incorrect quotes#mike hanlon#stan uris#stanley uris#bill denbrough#hanbrough
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Just got a very unlikely idea but oh well
Steddie AU where they get together cause of Mike.
It’s post-s3 pre-s4 maybe or post-s4 with Alive-Eddie; either way, Steve and Eddie are constantly around each other because of the kids.
And it’s Mike that realizes it first, when he notices that Steve looks at Eddie like how he used to look at Nancy. And yes he would know, Dustin, because he was forced to learn what knocking was after walking in on them one too many times.
But really, Mike doesn’t want to believe it. Because why would Steve be looking at Eddie like that? Adoration Mike can understand— what about Eddie wouldn’t you adore? But unconditional romantic love? He didn’t get it.
Not because they were both guys! Mike was in no place to make any remarks about that. Not anymore. But because they were so different from each other.
Mike was there during every Hellfire meeting when Eddie went on rampages about “King Steve”. He was there at the sleepovers when Steve would utter under his breath about “Asshole Metalheads”. He was there when Steve and Eddie finally met for the first time outside of school, when Steve was picking them up for Hellfire, and Steve looked ready to kill when Eddie brought up “Losing the Crown.”
And sure, Mike may seem oblivious and aloof and “give no fucks” most of them time, but really it wasn’t true! Ok— maybe the oblivious part. But he didn’t “give no fucks”— he has a lot of fucks to give, actually.
And sure maybe he doesn’t seem to care about most things. But he does! A lot more than he should sometimes. He cared when Nancy and Steve first broke up (maybe not for Steve’s side until he knew the full story but still). He cared when Barb died (she was his friend to, maybe not as close as her and Nancy but still!). And he cared when Max got dragged into everything. And he cared when Hopper “died”— and sure, maybe he stopped trying to care after that. Because caring got him hurt in more ways than one.
But Steve and Eddie? They’re things he cares about. People he cares about a lot more than he cares to admit. Steve saved his life on more than one occasion and showed him more affection in a month than Ted Wheeler did in Mikes whole life. And Eddie was the one of the first to show Mike that “hey, it’s ok to be a nerd.”
So yeah, they mean a lot to him.
But them being romantically together makes no sense to him. And when he tries to bring this up to the rest of the Party, he was told he was insane.
“Steve and Eddie aren’t interested in each other romantically,” claimed Dustin, “They’re just friends.”
“Not even that,” called Max from the couch.
Lucas snorted but otherwise said nothing.
Mike looked at Will for help.
“Well— why do you think they are romantically involved?”
Mike huffed. “Do none of you guys see it? Steve might as well have heart eyes!”
El nodded. “I agree. Mike is right.”
Suddenly all eyes were on El. Mikes were shining with hope and everyone looked incredulous.
“But why?” Dustin asked exasperatedly. “They’re— they’re nothing alike!”
“I know!” shouted Mike. He stood and paced. “But Steve always looks so fond of Eddie! And we’ve all heard the typical “King Steve” rant from Eddie and the “Asshole Metalheads” one from Steve, right?”
Max, Dustin and Lucas all answered with a unified “yes” while El and Will answered with a unified “no”.
Mike waved his hand and continued to pace. “But maybe it’s an opposites attract kind of thing? Like Max and Lucas?”
“Excuse me?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Or maybe it’s not! Because nothing about them is really opposite other than their styles.”
“But—“ Dustin was quick to interrupt, “—they are pretty opposite. Jock and Metalhead? Seems pretty fucking twisted to me.”
“Yeah but you’re looking at the cliques,” Will added, finally catching on. “Mikes looking at personality.”
Mike clapped happily. “Yes exactly! They’re both bitchy and quick-witted! They’re both dramatic in their own ways—“
“—they’re both oddly parental and protective,” added Lucas, also catching on.
Mike nodded aggressively.
“Ok—“ Max shook her head. “—say we believe that Steve and Eddie actually are romantically interest in one another. What are we supposed to do about it?” she put extra emphasis on “we”.
Mike looked at them each one by one. Max, who was sprawled on the couch like she owned it. Lucas, who had Max’s legs in his lap and was gently rubbing her thigh. Dustin, who was sat in a chair at the end of the couch with his thinking face on. El, who was looking at Mike with a sly grin— an expression he rarely saw on her. And Will, who was looking at Mike with something like Steve to Eddie.
But none of that right now.
Dustin stood up and walked to stand by Mike. He threw an arm around his shoulders (Mike bending with the action) and loudly proclaimed “We need to get them together!”
Will stood hurriedly and joined them, El right behind him with a grin on her face. Lucas shrugged and looked to Max as if saying “what can you do?” before gently pushing her legs off of him joining them as well.
They all looked at Max expectantly. She groaned and stood to join them, a chorus of cheers ringing out.
…
Idk if I’m gonna continue this or not but eh
#stranger things#steve harrington#dustin henderson#mike wheeler#eddie munson#robin buckley#will byers#max mayfield#lucas sinclair#el hopper#nancy wheeler#jonathan byers#steddie thoughts#steddie hcs#steddie fics#steddie idea#might do more#idk yet#mike wheeler appreciation#mike is my sweetheart#I love them sm#mike and steve being involved in each others lives outside of “I/you used to date your/my sister#they can be so personal to me <3
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Ronance fic rec list!
I know all the incorrect tagging has made finding Robin/Nancy as the primary couple more difficult so I’ve made a list of fics that either focus on them or include them properly in the story with the pairing they are tagged with. This isn’t a masterlist but maybe I’ll make one eventually if no one else wants to.
Part 2 for fic recs!
you’re out of touch, i’m out of time by sapphirerays
Summary: Nancy has to go back to 1983 to realise she likes women, Steve misses his best friend, and messing with timelines has unexpected consequences. Pairings: Robin/Nancy and Steve/Eddie Status: Completed
the evolution of cartography by iappreciateenjolras
Summary: The Hawkins group goes on a road trip to drive all the way to California, where they plan to surprise their friends. In the middle of the most chaotic trip of all time, Nancy Wheeler finds herself an unusual, yet charming companion in Robin Buckley Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
luck like a button(can’t stop pushing it) by diogxnes
Summary: AU In which Robin makes some friends, finds a family, and, in spite of herself, falls in love Pairings: Robin/Nancy and Steve/Johnathan Status: Completed
Summer Love, Turns to Fall by Tamoline
Summary: It's summer time. Robin is seeing Vickie, Steve is going out with Nancy. Somehow, Robin and Nancy are still friends.Everything is good, right? Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
red lips, blue eyes by iiruwu
**WARNING** There is minor H*rringrove in the background of this fic. It’s barely there but I want to give a heads up because the pairing is gross. Summary: Robin stumbles upon Nancy at the Halloween party rather than Jonathan. From there, a strange yet profound friendship forms between the two of them. Robin yearns for more and Nancy aches deep inside. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
baby don’t you want me, too? by likeastranger
Summary: Robin being oblivious to Nancys flirting. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
All Good Things Must End(Tell Me They Begin Again) by make_easter_gay_again
Summary: Childhood best friends to lovers but it hurts a lot more in the process. Pairings: Robin/Nancy and Steve/Eddie Status: In Progress
put me in the movies(on a king sized silver screen) by khalasaar
Summary: Robin works at the drive-in and Nancy turns into a movie buff. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
oh, give me how it was (a place under the sun) by floodonthefloor
Summary: a week after vecna creates the rift in hawkins, nancy wheeler feels more alone than ever; jonathan won't stop smoking weed all day, every day. she's pretty sure steve is waiting for her to bring everything up so that he doesn't have to. mike and eleven are off in their own world. robin, for some reason, won't stop following vickie around.out of all of these? that bothers her the most. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: In Progress
james dean daydream by aurumwrites
Summary: After the hellish spring break spent taking down Vecna, Robin has to return back to school like nothing happened, and finds it difficult to move on. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: In Progress
i hate accidents (except when we went from friends to this) by moonshine623
Summary: Post-Vecna, Robin gets roped into working for the Hawkins High newspaper. With Nancy Wheeler. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: In Progress
i want an impossible thing by straightmanbookclub
Summary: Nancy Wheeler, becoming increasingly frustrated with Robin and Steve's friendship, begins to stalk the video store. Since Jonathan moved away, she has had nothing better to do. What she doesn't understand is why Robin is under her skin, and why someone like her wouldn't be dating the former King of Hawkins High. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed + Sequel being written
We're Going to End You by UnholyHelbig
Summary: Nancy Wheeler had missed all the signs that something was wrong with Robin. The Mind Flayer was subtle like that. Now It's up to her to pull Robin back to reality, no matter how hard she has to fight. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
she's a runner, she's a track star by angelranger
Summary: AU How far would you go to get closer to a girl you're pining over? Well, Nancy would go 1.86 miles. Repeatedly. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
Unlikely, But Likely by Pocket_Sand
Summary: Collection of Ronance one shots. All of them are fantastic and worth reading. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Prompts still being added
the slumps, the streaks, the changes that weren't really changes by DearApparition
Summary: AU This is Hawkins, Indiana. Basketball is king. Nobody really cares about ice hockey, except for the girl's team captain, and maybe the marching band member who volunteers to show up to all of her games. Pairings: Robin/Nancy and Steve/Eddie Status: In Progress
life is so strange (destination unknown) by socialfilter
Summary: Robin gets Vecna’d. Chaos ensues. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: In Progress
all's well that ends well (to end up with you) by moonflowerdamie
Summary: Robin and Nancy are together and no one knows. The group finds out. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
And I'll Be Okay, Admiring From Afar by
uselessdisasterlesbian
Summary: Robin Buckley knows love stories aren't made for people like her. She's read enough books and seen enough movies to know that in the end, the guy gets the girl. So when her own feelings for a not-so-prissy journalist expand beyond mere friendship, Robin panics and tries to play matchmaker. After all, she's always wished happiness for her friends, and that's all Nancy Wheeler is - a friend. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
Super Freak by confusednerdling
Summary: Robin Buckley is experiencing hallucinations from Vecna. Guess, there's no perfect time to come out to the girl of your dreams, Nancy, and have a heart to heart with your best friend, Steve. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
honey by annabeeus
Summary: Post-Vecna and Nancy really needs to take a shower. Problem: that requires her being alone for more than ten seconds, which is not something Nancy is sure she can handle. Solution: Robin. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
Nervous by The_Big_Oof
Summary: Nancy makes Robin Nervous. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
five times robin buckley dreamed about nancy wheeler (and one time she was awake) by Timballisto
Summary: It was a nice dream, as far as these things went, one that Robin had often over the years. It was a lifeline, a few bright moments of blissful escape that helped her get through the grueling years left until she could leave Hawkins behind. Nancy popped up now and again, but Robin didn’t really read too much into it. After all, Molly Ringwald was also a regular in her dream rotation- and she had about an equal chance of kissing Molly Ringwald as she did Nancy Wheeler. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: In Progress
yeah, i showed up at your party by constellationprize
Summary: Nancy Wheeler is spending her twenty-second birthday sober, guilty, and unsure of where she stands with Robin. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
we'll deal with the aftermath by cityseeker
Summary: In the middle of the night, old rocks turn over to show their ugly bellies. In the middle of the night, people go searching for their real feelings – and unfortunately for Robin, it’s always the middle of the night in the Upsidedown. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
It's Not What Good Girls Do by uselessdisasterlesbian
Summary: Nancy's parents raised her to be a very specific type of person. The Upside Down made her realize she couldn't have that kind of future. A certain video store worker makes her realize she never wanted that future anyways. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
you know it’s all i want to do by katepappello
Summary: It’s Robin’s birthday and Nancy wants to give her the gift of a committed relationship. Vickie poses a… slight problem. Pairings: Robin/Nancy Status: Completed
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mike being such an unreliable narrator this episode is KILLING ME
— ep4 spoilers —
at first i was really shocked by will going up to mike and kissing him like that so i thought back to the entire chapter to see if there were signs that will was going to do that and i feel like there were actually SO MANY SIGNS that mike just didn’t notice (hence: unreliable narrator mike) mike just is so oblivious hahaha
like will being so crabby the entire time in my head is bc mike is like actually being so nice and on his best behavior and like. that’s so annoying for will. he like… cleans the entire cabin without asking?? terrible. spends the first night reading with his cute lil glasses and his cute lil book? infuriating. doesn’t complain about his asthma but then when he’s better after practically dying asks if will’s hungry?!?!? who does he think he is?? and then of course the whole leaning-against-the-doorframe and walking-around-shirtless and fingers-touching-at-the-mess-hall bahahaha will was a pining mess that entire time and was so mad about it i cannot express how hilarious that is to me
for some reason i’m definitely imagining will’s last convo before being sent to the isolation cabin being with someone who may have insinuated that will and mike have more then just hateful tension between them 👀 which initially made will super pissed but then opened his mind to more realizations
i have no clue if i’m right at all-but i had so much fun reading it amazing job guys
ALSO what do you MEAANNN they’ve kissed before ?!?!?!? wah?!?!?
i would like to start off this reply by saying i love that you referred to this chapter as an episode. they are also like little episodes to me, playing out in my little brain. <3
when i tell you we were all so chuffed to receive this ask and have you point all of those things out because yes. YES!!!!!!!!!! we're achieving what we have set out to do!!!!!!! they are both so unreliable and oblivious in their own heads but communicating through action pretty clearly!!
also that is absolutely definitely part of the reason will is so crabby!!!!!!! it's a couple of things, which were referenced so briefly in the narrative: max is pretty annoyed at him, and they're not speaking, so he's upset over that. justin is also completely understandably upset with him, and will thinks highly of justin in that he thinks he's a genuinely nice guy, so he's feeling guilty about that. hopper is disappointed, campers are pointing and laughing at them, mike is being this Perfect Model Camper now, and he just realizes his part in getting this to blow up and he's feeling embarrassed and ashamed by it. + mike was reading the night before the kiss and kept the light on then, too, which made it hard for will to fall asleep, and he is actually fr tired when ~flickergate~ starts (i did not come up with this someone else said it and i need to dig back through comments across all 3 of our platforms to find out who and give them credit LOL), which is also part of the reason why he promptly falls asleep after. mike kissing his neck is what did him in -- he didn't have to put any energy into contributing and therefore was basically lulled into sleep. we love a sleepy king <3
also YES!!!!!!! they have kissed before!!!!!!!!!!! we are going to release an official timeline at some point today so that we can update it as we reveal more things, but also so that you can track the revelations thus far!!!
thank you so much for your comment :D
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I have had this thought in my head since June; have it.
Steve and Eddie get together after the events of Vecna. Was it strenuous and confusing for a while? Yes, god yes it was but at the end of the day Steve was happy, even if during the will they won’t they, he’d wanted to take Eddie by the shoulders and scream in his face;
“STOP SPEAKING IN RIDDLES!! AND TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY MEAN.”
But that’s just how Eddie was he came to learn, even Wayne would have to stop and look at his nephew, obviously it happened frequently enough that the older man wouldn’t say a word—with one brow arched and mouth open in question— Eddie would wave him off and translate what he’d rattled off unclearly before.
So, now that Steve knew he was able to actually ask Eddie for clarification he felt relaxed and safe. And for a while there he thought that he’d never have to ask for Eddie to shed light on some strange thing he said or did—that was until the other night.
Domestically Steve and Eddie stood in his bathroom, there was now a spare toothbrush in the cup that lived in Steve’s personal bathroom for Eddie. Steve loved when Eddie’s quiet hums filled the silence at any moment; always fidgeting his hands on imaginary guitar strings, figuring out certain songs he wanted to learn for practice. He smiled at their reflection in the mirror, just as Eddie tucked the toothbrush to the side and opened his mouth, drooling toothpaste all down his chin.
“You know, Mike was being such a, argh, I wanted to smack his empty pubescent head. Just kept going on and on about Will Byers and how “things had changed” blah blah,” Eddie wiped some of the dripping foam, Steve hummed in acknowledgement and spat his own toothpaste into the sink.
“How is he so, just, unaware?” Eddie followed his action and spat into the sink.
Steve snorted at that, then looked at Eddie with sympathy, “don’t be so hard on him, I know someone who was just like him. Just, oblivious.”
Eddie quirked an eyebrow at him, “Ahh, yes. Steve the unobservant.”
What? Him, the oblivious one? Eddie’s got to be kidding, “me?! I wasn’t the one jumping foot to foot and then high tailing it out of Family Video for months. Even though,” Steve held up a finger to shush his boyfriend, “I had been flirting with you nonstop for months.”
“You, were not flirting,” Eddie stated, splashing water on his face and rubbing at his eyes thoroughly. Strange habit, Steve noticed.
Scoffing at him, Steve found a face cloth and handed it off blindly, “I so was, you were just too hung up on “King Steve, suave lady killer,””
Eddie wrinkled his nose at the nickname, then leaned in real close. The mint mixed with cigarette smell intoxicated Steve, eyes flickering to Eddie’s wicked grin, “and now look, you’re the one screaming my name into your pillows, Loch Nora neighbours be damned.”
“Yeah yeah. Anyway, all I’m saying is give the kid a break, or, a little nudge. Lord knows Mike could use it,” Steve followed Eddie’s retreating form into the hall, “and top it all off he looks up to you, big time.”
Eddie blushed and turned back to Steve with a look of pure adoration, “see this is why I keep you around, maybe you should be a motivational speaker.”
“Ha. Ha, maybe you should kiss me?” Steve grinned, Eddie leaned in and gave him a quick peck.
“Alright, we’ve got a greased up sigourney Weaver waiting for us downstairs, let’s go get her big boy.”
Before Steve could fully express his annoyance about the movie cockblocking him, a searing pain ran up from his groin and into his lower abdomen. The breath in his lungs punched out, “What the fuck,” he wheezed, throwing a hand on the wall for support.
Eddie’s eyes were wide and hands were flailing everywhere.
“Dude did you just sack tap me?”
“Yes, no? I don’t know?” Eddie yelled, his face flush with embarrassment.
“Why did you do that?” Steve hissed, squeezing his eyes shut and willing away the awkward pain.
“I’m so sorry, oh my god,” Eddie floundered, “I swear it’s just a force of habit.”
“You can’t sack tap your boyfriend, man.”
“Okay. Dude.”
“Touché,” and with the pain finally lifting Steve slotted his arm around Eddie’s waist, leading them both to the couch so they could watch Alien.
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#steddie#eddie munson#stranger things#steve harrington#text#ao3#i’m cackling#steddie fic rec#stranger things s4#steddie fanfic#fanfiction#ficlet#steddie ficlet#steddie drabble#steddie oneshot#the thought of either of them just sack tapping each other is fucking hilarious to me#especially with the dude response and the other ones like ok u can’t B mad when you just called me dude#my writing
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