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kiirotoao · 2 months

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HEYY YOUR SO PRETTY BTW AND I LOVE YOUR BLOG

the ask :

so, i wanted to get ur opinion on s3 mike. such as, what he was going through and his internalized homophobia. things like that!

maybe some things w/ him and his relationship w/ el too!

THANKS FOR ANSWERING IF U DO ANSWER :D

I’m gonna pretend that I’m fine after weeks of getting flustered just staring at this in my inbox! Thank you, anon!!! 🥺🥺 You’re making me blush! But, uh, anyways! Let’s talk about Mike Wheeler! 💙

I think that Mike in season 3 is the most interesting version of himself in the entire show because of how hidden his story becomes. In all other seasons, Mike cries openly with other people and expresses his sadness and fears over Will and El.

In season 3, though? Besides the finale, the tearful goodbyes narrated by Hopper, we never see Mike truly cry and explicitly talk through why. Sure, it can be pretty readily implied that it’s because of the Byers leaving, but we don’t hear that aloud. We don’t see exactly who’s on Mike’s mind as those cars pull away. We're left with silent and unsure stares, looks of seeming regret or something else unknown.

Season 3 is truly a huge turning point for Mike, he’s losing his girlfriend and arguably his closest friend in the Party, and it's so easily overlooked because it all happens at the very end of the final episode. Whereas El goes through hell and fights to connect to Billy and save her friends, where Max also feels the weight of his loss, where Will gets his heartbreaking scene at Castle Byers - all the Party members who are very linked to Mike get their emotional moments that season, and we know exactly why they cry.

But Mike dances around his emotions all season long. In consulting Lucas to deal with breaking up and making up with El, in trying to tell El that he loves her without ever saying it, in fighting with Will because "it's not [his] fault [Will doesn't] like girls."

Oh, Mike. I really don't think that Mike was out to hurt Will when he said that. Rather, it's a culmination of heteronormativity and the poor relationship that he has with El and trying to compensate for it. I interpret the outburst as him saying, 'it's not my fault that I'm in a relationship and you're not, so you wouldn't get it.' And by extension, Will being in a relationship would require, normatively, being with a girl.

But at the same time, for a jab that deep - I can't help but question more.

Mike could have said, "it's not my fault you don't like anyone!" or "don't bring her into this!" or even as simple as, "you wouldn't understand!" But no. Mike takes the direct train to sexuality station and brings up the fact that El is a girl. So it seems to me that Mike is very likely harboring something in his heart about why El being a girl is important for him to argue.

But we never know for sure. This moment is never addressed again due to the Mind Flayer’s sudden return. And so it’s up to us as the audience to decide what we think of Mike’s statement. And personally, as I’m sure many of you believe, too, I think that Mike is projecting and trying to hide the fact that he doesn’t like girls onto Will, pushing away his problems to someone he trusts who’s more similar to himself than he realizes.

Tied to his inability to say to El’s face that he loves her, to the fact that they've - reportedly from Hopper - kissed all Summer long with no mention of meaningful conversation, to the very surface-level relational mending his makes by calling El’s outfit “cool” and giving her candy, to the very end of the season where Mike once again denies saying that he loved El just before an open-eyed kiss and a face like this:

Mike doesn’t need to say anything about that kiss for me to know that that’s not the reaction of someone who’s perfectly happy to be back together with his ex-girlfriend. So do I wish that we had a moment of vulnerability for Mike where he expressed his heart in season 3? Yes, but his nonverbals spoke volumes.

So, yeah, I think that in season 3, Mike is very much gay, but he he acts cautiously and self-preservingly because trauma is drowning everything out.

And what is this trauma? I know that I’m working backwards, but I need to bring up that Mike was separated from El for so long in the time of season 2, and I think that that makes him so attached to her in season 3. Think about what else he says in that scene when he admits his love: “I love her and I can’t lose her again.”

As sweet as it is to be reunited to El by the end of season 2, it’s not a clean reunion for Mike. He’s in shambles when he learns that Hopper was lying to him and not letting El even tell Mike that she’s okay.

Not to mention that this isn’t his first but second time almost losing her to the monster that season.

Because of this unstable connection, I think that Mike has built a protective relationship with El, one that focuses on keeping her rather than knowing her, and we see how that all unfolds with his superficial “superhero” complex he has of her in season 4. Season 3 was just the beginning.

And so I think that Mike in season 3 stands as a version of himself that’s confused protectiveness with love. Even though he arguably behaves with that same mindset all the time, it’s at its highest during season 3 because of his never-ending insistence to help El even if she’s capable to do things by herself. Mike isn’t just clingy, he’s worried. Worried for her life. There’s no time to worry about where the problems in their relationship arise, there’s only time to fix them and go back to how they were at equilibrium - when things were normal.

Thus, Mike behaves rather stubbornly. He’s insistent and defensive, not letting a single thing slip through the cracks and risk any more hurt. In doing so, his personality is left far under the surface and unexplored. He only acts to stir up emotions rather than reflect on them, because any pausing to think will only confuse him more. He’s looking ahead, looking at the light, holding onto everything good he has with all the propriety of a 13/14-year-old who has a heart bigger than his head.

Simply put, Mike is a bit of an anti-hero this season. And I think that it's because of this that he starts to get most controversial for the audience.

I’m clearly a Mike apologist, but I genuinely don’t think that he’s out to hurt anyone when he argues with others this season. He’s just stubborn and loud about it, which can definitely be to his fault at times. But in the end, when it comes down to who he loves, I think that season 3 is the era of change, and that ending scene with Hopper’s letter paints the perfect setup for the next seasons to reveal that Mike has a lot more going on under the surface that’s causing all of this. Maybe some regrets, things he wishes he could “turn back the clock” on, regarding, say, Will and El and how he treats them platonically and romantically? Just a thought.

The question of the day for Mike in season 3 stands: is he being selfish or selfless? And I think that it’s a mix of both, blended in with some heavy confusion due to role changing (not needing to protect El) and uncertain affections (not knowing how to figure out what he has with Will).

So, yeah. All in all, I think that Mike is really closeted in season 3 and doesn’t realize it until the final episode, and I honestly love him for it. As someone who’s gone through similar hurdles of internalized homophobia as a teen, it’s really heartwarming to see him grow and figure things out, even if the journey is far from perfect. It’s a humble origin story. And if he somehow ends up being straight and Byler isn’t endgame, well. I’ll be upset at the writers, but the impact still stands.

#Mike wheeler #byler #byler analysis #mike wheeler analysis #asks my beloved <3 #Mike is my second favorite character but always first in my heart to talk about and analyze #he’s just so babygirl #THANK YOU AGAIN ANON!!!#I wanted to reply sooner but it’s Mike so I just kept going 😂

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strangeswift · 2 years

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This season five scenario is 100% completely inspired by this post by @stargrlism

Jonathan and Will are staying with the Wheelers. Most likely Jonathan is meant to take the guest room or something but he sneaks into Nancy's room at night. We get a scene of Jancy in Nancy's bed together, laying facing each other and looking at each other with so much love. The camera is above them so the shot looks like this one:

(Stole this image from that same post)

(Except this time they're facing each other like I said) So theyre gazing lovingly, but then Nancy averts her eyes, looking suddenly upset. In this moment she is reminded of how deeply she loves Jonathan. And with everything going on and all of them being in danger every day, she is terrified of losing him. She knows that losing him would destroy her, and that scares her. Jonathan obviously picks up on her sudden change of mood and asks her what's wrong.

Then we get a different angle, maybe something like this one:

(Except Jonathan would prop up on his elbow or something and be facing her, so they're both in frame?)

Then Nancy quietly admits that she's scared of losing him. Maybe she just simply says, "I can't lose you." And Jonathan understands what she means.

Jonathan reassures her, "Hey. You're not gonna lose me. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." And they share a soft tender lil kiss. We can tell from Nancy's face that his words put her at ease. Then Jonathan pulls Nancy into him and holds her tight.

Then we cut DIRECTLY to Will and Mike in Mike's bedroom.

(At this point they have not confessed their feelings for each other. But Mike and El have broken up. And Mike and Will have been attached at the hip, there's been plenty of gay pining, and more heart to hearts and flirting, basically just status quo of what we saw in season four.)

The shot is a birds eye view, above them just just like the first shot of the previous Jancy scene. But this shot is wider because it includes both Mike's bed and the floor next to it, where Will is laying in a sleeping bag or maybe on a mattress on the floor. They are both staring up at the ceiling, wide awake.

Then Mike quietly asks if Will is awake. Will responds, "Yeah." And there is a beat of silence that goes on just a little too long to be comfortable, when Mike reluctantly asks, "Can you... can you just come up here?"

We see the surprise on Will's face. He lays still for a second before saying, "Yeah," for a second time, and climbing into Mike's bed.

Now we get the tighter shot that looks more like this one:

Except probably they're both still staring at the ceiling (not into the camera though, only Jonathan gets to do that). They're on edge laying so close to each other, they're both nervous.

After a few moments Will clears his throat and asks, "You okay?"

Mike turns to face Will, and Will mirrors him. Now the angle changes again and we get the shot that parallels the previous Jancy scene of them looking at each other.

Mike now essentially admits to Will that he's scared of losing him, but it's different than Nancy's confession. In part so that the scenes aren't too similar and they don't feel redundant, but also because Nancy didn't need to elaborate much, as she and Jonathan are established and he knew what she was feeling. Will doesn't know what Mike is feeling.

Mike says something like, "I feel like I'm still messing up with you." Mike is concerned about losing Will due to his own actions (or lack of action) in addition to being scared about Vecna.

Will seems a little caught of guard as he asks, "What do you mean?" Will is far too in love with Mike to hold a grudge even if he wanted to.

Mike looks nervous as he says, "I don't know. I just. I feel like... things are better between us, but they're not how they used to be."

We see the guilt on Will’s face. He thinks that their friendship not returning to the way it once was is his fault. His fault for having these feelings and for hiding them.

But then Mike continues, "And I feel like it's my fault because I'm not being honest with you."

Will looks surprised again and asks, "What aren't you being honest about?"

And Mike looks incredibly anxious as he responds, "I can't tell you. I... I don't want to lose you."

Will's face softens as he firmly says, "You won't. Mike, you won't."

Mike nods as the tears start to flow, and he see Will pause for a moment, deciding whether this is a good idea before pulling Mike into him and hugging him tightly.

Mike begins to cry, and Will rubs his back subtlety with his fingers (exactly how he did in Max's hospital room).

"You're stuck with me." Will jokes, but Mike doesn't laugh, just hugs him tighter, his face buried in Will’s chest.

End scene. We don't get our confession quite yet. But obviously Will is now wondering what Mike isn't being honest about. He soon finds out that Mike is hiding the fact that he's in love with him. Confessions happen, kisses happen, the audience cheers, we have world peace.

#byler #jancy #idk should i tag jancy? i mean half of this post is jancy but i dont want to be annoying #hey jancys lmk if this annoyed you and ill untag it #p.s. i know nothing about film so this is like a weird half headcanon half script sort of thing? well not a script but like idk whatever #hopefully you enjoy #if it flops ill be kinda sad #mine #s5 senario

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howtobecomeadragon · 2 years

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Posters, drawings, lookalikes, and more!

This post goes all over the place but I promise it's interesting!!!!

SO: I've seen these go around: the moment that Mike finds El in a trailer, we get a voice-over from Mike saying "that's not Will." And then this idea of maybe Mike's arc paralleling these lines from Hopper: from what Hopper had heard, Will could've been El and vice versa, they looked alike, and maybe he was chasing the wrong kid, like Mike has been doing the past couple seasons romantically.

But I actually found an on-screen example of a lookalike being weirdly in the mix of a scene with a romantic pairing. Again, round of applause to the set design:

Nancy takes off her shirt in front of Steve, and she's standing right in front of a poster featuring a woman with a white bikini to match Nancy's white bra. She's blonde while Nancy is brunette but that doesn't even matter in this scenario and here's why:

Nancy makes it clear in s1 that Steve seems to sleep around a lot, he has a big poster of a woman in a bikini right over his bed, in s3 he flirts with every cute girl that comes into Sccops Ahoy, he starts liking Robin after Dustin suggests it in s3, and then he starts to like Nancy again after Dustin suggests it in s4. He's looking for a woman, any woman.

When Stevw is about to hook up with Nancy, he's free to check out this other woman right behind her. He says "damn" and she says "shut up" and then they go to bed. This isn't to say Steve wasn't into Nancy, but maybe suggesting that Nancy is in over her head with him, foreshadowing them not staying together, suggesting that he isn't good for her. Basically that something about this situation isn't right.

I made a joke when I first noticed this: who is he even saying "damn" to?? Nancy or the poster? And that's the whole point here. Steve says "damn" when Nancy takes off her shirt, while looking at Nancy but the poster was very clearly in his field of vision. That reminded me of a couple things that aren't brand new, but I wanted to connect here:

Mike looked at El in s1 and saw someone who looks pretty similar to Will. This visual similarity comes up twice, iirc, in s1. And then it happens again in s4. They gave El bangs so that she looks similar to Will, making the situation from s1 (IF they had the same hair, would they look similar? Well now they basically have the same hair when El's is up in a ponytail) a reality. They also dressed El in a plaid shirt in 4x04 so that she looked similar to Will (which was stated by the costume designer in that one video).

While Steve is looking for a girl, any girl, Mike had feelings for Will as a child, and latched onto a girl that looked similar to him, as that made the most sense to a repressed queer kid in the 80s. That's why it's important that Will and El look similar while Nancy and the poster woman don't look similar.

Bringing this back to posters behind a love interest: we get this from s3. Initially, we only see that Mike's hawk poster from his basement is in his field of vision and a butterfly is in El's field of vision. Mike is looking for masculinity and El is looking for something feminine, childish? But later in the episode, we see Will's drawing is right next to the poster. I'm not 100% sure if this is Will's D&D character (bc of the fire) or Mike's (bc of the sword), but either way, Will's drawing is there for Mike to look at while being with, kissing El, similar to the bikini poster.

Additionally from s4, we have this post by @willbyerssupremacist, with the picture below: Will's drawing again in Mike's field of vision behind El. And Mike looked up after reading El's "from, El" letter to look directly at Will's drawing, noted in this post by @chirpsythismorning.

Bringing this back to Steve saying "damn," it also made me think of Mike's speech to El in 4x09.

Mike hears Will call him the heart, he turns around, and says "I love you" to El.

I don't think we focus on this enough: Will didn't say "tell her you love her." He said "you're the heart," boiling down what he said in the van: "you guide us, inspire us, hold us together, and we'd fall apart without you." But Mike took that prompting from Will and told El he loves her. Partly because he knew that was what their last fight was about, but could it also be a case of feeling his feelings towards Will, looking at Will calling him the heart (the poster in this scenario) and then turning to El and spitting out his version of Steve saying "damn" to Nancy?

Looking at another example that I found of posters behind a love interest signaling something negative about the couple:

The introduction of Max to the party is very focused on Dustin, we don't get close ups on the other boys during this initial intro, and what does he see behind her? "Extra! Extra! First Woman." Dustin's first crush. But it's just the first, showing that there's going to be more, she's not it for him. Which reminds me of El saying that Mike is her first boyfriend, right?

And we have this imagery at the Snowball: Dustin just panning his vision to see what's next after Max isn't an option anymore: more women after the First Woman! Similar to how Steve and Mike could've just panned their vision over while looking at Nancy or El to see what else is there: hot girl in a bikini, a reminder of Will.

So basically, there's something here with Will's drawing being in Mike's field of vision when he's with El. It's a parallel to two other failed romantic matches. And I just think that poster behind Nancy is so interesting!!! I'll be posting more about some Nancy parallels soon. 🙂

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Edit: Some Nancy-Byler parallels all kind of loosely connected: part 1, part 2, part 3

#byler #st parallels #st set design #st cinematography

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fromforeigntofamiliarity · 2 years

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Hi! May I please request a ficlet in which adult Bill Denbrough and fem!Reader (who was part of the Losers Club) get married and the first thing Bill and Reader remember at the same time while in Derry to defeat Pennywise was when Reader tells Bill (when they’re kids) that she’s gonna marry him someday? (I love fluff.)

Tears and Mint Tins | Bill BenBrough

Bill DenBrough walk through the wood heading towards the club house, hoping to meet up with the rest of his friends. Unfortunately for him when he climbed down into the dirt covered walls of the hideout he was met with a small smile from Y/N L/N.

"Oh hey Billy." She greeted waving her hand in excitement. "Guess it just us here, great minds right?" She asked walking over to him.

Moving to the side Bill made it to the other side of the room avoiding being any closer to the girl.

"It's Bill, and what do you mean? Where's everyone else?" He asked.

"Well you know Richie and Stan had some church thing to do, and Mike said he had chores all day on the farm, Eddie's mom if being...well Eddie's mom and Ben is probably at the library or something." She informed walking closer to him once again.

"And Bev?" Bill asked noticing the she had left out the red headed girl from her list of information.

"Umm," Y/N said turning to face away from the boy looking around the small room. "I'm not sure about Beverly." She said pulling on her shirt.

"Oh, well I'm gonna head home." He said awkwardly walking back towards the latter.

"Wait." She called out to him causing him to stop in his tracks." Can't we just hang out together?" She asked looking hopefully to the boy.

"Maybe another time." He muttered as he began climbing up the latter. A loud crash causing his to turn, seeing Y/N sitting in the ground holding her leg. "Are you okay?" He asked jumping from the latter and rushing over to her.

Kneeling down to inspect the seriousness of her injury. All of the sudden Y/N lets go of her leg before grabbing Bill's hand and slipping a silver ring on it. The ring was far to big for his finger as it dangled from his finger. Y/N moved her hand next to his showing him a similar one loosely hanging from hers as well.

"There, We'll be married one day anyways we should start wearing the rings now." She explained with a bright smile." I won them from a coin machine at the arcade."

Looking up at the girl her smile was met with a glare from the DenBrough boy before he yanks off the ring and throws it across the room."

Shock and hurt flashed across her face as she realizes what he had done, she rushed over in the direction of the objects.

"Why would you do that I thought you were hurt." Bill said watching as she scrabbled around in search of the ring.

"It was just a joke Billy, I wanted to give the ring to you but you were leaving." She sniffled still looking around.

"It's Bill." He gritted out. "And another thing I don't want your ring, all I want is for you to stop saying you like me, stop following my around all the time, just stop." He ranted watching as she pauses before rushing over and picking up the small silver object.

"Why?" Y/N asked raising from the ground, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Because you like Beverly? I saw you kiss her."

Shaking his head Bill scoffed at the girl before once again heading to the exit. "It's not about liking Bev, I just don't like you." He said before climbing up and out of the hideout.

As he walked away Bill could hear Y/N sobbing as she screamed after him.

"I'm not gonna wait for you forever Bill DenBrough." She screamed. "And then you'll be sorry, cause it will be too late."

Using her sleeve to wipe her tears away you looked around spotting an empty Altoids tin, picking it up she placed the ring inside. Sliding the ring from her finger she placed it next to his before digging a small hole in the wall and forcing the container inside. Grabbing some dirt she packed it into any left over space around her treasure.

[<_>]

Looking up at his wife as she stared at the rings in the old mint tin Bill couldn't help but still feel guilty remembering the sound of her heartbroken sobs.

"You were right." Bill said causing Y/N to look up at him, Pulling the rings from the box he left it fall from his hand in favor of grabbing hers. "I am very sorry for that day." He said sliding the ring onto her finger just above her wedding ring.

A smiles spreads across her face as she take the other ring from him before doing the same with the identical ring. "At least I didn't have to wait forever."

They both let out a small laugh at the memory.

Bill placed his hand on her neck gently pulling her in, placing a kiss on her forehead.

#it 2019 #it imagine #the losers club #bill denbrough x reader #bill denbrough #it chapter two #it chapter two imagine #bill benbrough imagine #masterlist #It masterlist

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uglypastels · 1 year

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Remember that episode where Jackie and Hyde go on a first date?? And he drapes his jacket over her shoulders and they end up kissing under the stars? Maybe you could write something with Hyde!Eddie and Jackie!Reader????

ok so i'm using this as a sequel to my previous request (but i think it can technically be read separately as well. you do you). idk what I'm on when writing these. i had so many ideas its just... anyway haha

warnings: not proofread. cursing. awkwardness. female!Henderson!reader

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A kiss filled with pent-up tension and emotions is how it should have ended, right? That should have sealed the deal; it should have been the beginning of the happily ever after, shouldn’t it?

That couldn’t have been further from the truth.

After that kiss in the hallway, things had reached a new maximum of awkwardness between you and Eddie.

‘You’re still a jerk, Munson,’ you said, and nothing followed. Neither of you said anything. Finally, Eddie dropped his hands, which fell lifelessly to his sides, and he took a step back. So did you, hitting the door.

‘No need to remind me, sweetheart.’ He might have smirked saying that, but in the dark hallways, in the deep evening of Friday, it was hard for you to tell. So, blindly, you opened the door and made your way home, not looking back and keeping your thoughts as far from Eddie as you could. That second part, though, seemed to be more challenging than expected.

Never before had you really given Eddie Munson much thought. He was just your brother’s freaky Dungeon Master, the school’s scapegoat. From what Dustin had told you, he seemed nice but then whenever you saw him… what did you actually think? It was hard to think back to any other day. It was as if that kiss had blocked that ability for you.

On Monday, you had decided it would be the best thing to do to just ignore him. He seemed to have had a similar idea, as you did not see him until Wednesday noon in the cafeteria.

‘Hey, you forgot your lunch again.’ you threw the brown paper bag in front of Dustin, who thanked you over and over. The plan was to give your brother his food and make yourself scarce, but you had made the mistake of looking up. Your eyes immediately locked with Eddie’s. One blink was, luckily, enough to break you out of the trance and without another word, you left. The boys at the table didn’t even wait for you to distance yourself before talking about you.

‘What’s wrong with your sister?’ One of the Hellfire guys (you never learned their names) asked, but you never got to hear Dustin’s answer, for you were already across the room.

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‘Is everything ok? You’ve been acting strange, and not like your usual strange, but extra strange-y.’ Robin asked as the two of you roamed around in the library for books.

‘Yeah, of course,’ you shrugged, ‘why would you ask?’

‘Uhm, I just explained it.’ She picked up a book and put it back in its place without even reading the title.

‘I’m fine.’ And you meant it, for in the moment, you did actually feel quite alright. It was already a week since the kiss, and nothing had happened. Clearly, whatever had been in the corridor last Friday was a freak accident, and you and Eddie both decided on the healthy mature thing to do– bury it deep and never speak of it, or to each other, ever again. Done.

And maybe Robin would have believed you if it wasn’t for your annoying little brother running into the library, followed by his friend Mike, and immediately getting shushed by Mrs Corey, the librarian. You could hear Dustin whisper-shout “sorry!” before turning the corner and finding you.

‘There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you.’

‘Why? Did you forget your lunch again? Because you’re not getting my sandwiches–’

‘No. no.’ He shook his head. ‘We need a sub for the campaign today. Gareth’s out cold with the flu and we need another player if we ever want to beat–’

‘Forget it.’ You didn’t need to hear the rest of it.

‘Oh c’mon, please.’ Dustin begged, ‘I’ll do the dishes– for the entire week!’

‘After you made my drive out to school last week for nothing because you couldn’t be bothered to let me know you were hitching a ride? Forget it, pipsqueak.’

‘I’ll clean your room!’ Dustin was starting to get louder and quickly toned it down.

‘Stay out of my room.’ You threatened. ‘No. I am not setting foot in that room again.’ You made your point.

‘Fine. Fine.’ Dastin backed away and pulled Mike along with him. You were now left with a confused Robin who was trying to put all the puzzle pieces together.

‘Was it really that bad to drive to school?’

‘No, I just– I don’t want to see Eddie right now, let alone play a stupid game for a whole night.’

‘I didn’t know things were that between you too. I thought he was just annoying.’ Robin put another unread book back.

‘Why can’t that be enough?’

‘It can be… just not for you. I’ve never seen you dislike anyone without reason. Unless something happened between you two that you are now too ashamed about to even look him in the eye.’ It was typical of Robin to make a crazy assumption that hit the nail right on its head without her even realising it. She laughed at her own absurd theory until she looked over at you and realised you were quiet. More quiet than normal, and looking anywhere but at her. ‘No.’

‘What?’ You glanced her way, arms crossed, almost as if you were protecting yourself.

‘No.’ She got louder. ‘Did you and Eddie–’ She was so loud, you had no choice but to quickly slap your hand over her mouth, making her laugh hysterically. Once you released her, Robin asked: ‘What the hell happened between you two?’

‘Nothing!’ you hissed, not very convincingly. Just by the way Robin was looking at you, you could tell she was not impressed. With a roll of your eyes, you answered her truthfully this time. ‘He… uhm– Eddie kissed me.’

‘Oh my god!’ She was ready to let the entire library know, but shut up at the stern look you gave her. ‘So what does this mean? Do you like him? Why are you ignoring each other?’

‘I don’t.’ What was that supposed to answer exactly? ‘I don’t like him. And I’m ignoring him because it’s awkward and I don’t understand…’

‘Don’t understand what?’ Robin asked.

‘Why the hell did he do it?’

‘You’re more hopeless than I am, seriously.’ She sighed, grabbing a random book off the shelf and dividing that one was the right pick. Without another word said, she walked away, leading you to follow behind, trying to figure out what she meant. What did any of it mean? Did you actually like Eddie?

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Would have helped to know Eddie was having a very similar conversation a few miles away? With the one and only Steve Harrington?

He left school almost as soon as he arrived there. Hours later, the skidmarks of his van’s wheels were still on the parking lot in front of the building. And what was the reason for this panic-induced retreat? Well, he saw you walk through those doors. The same ones that the two of you had stood in front of a week prior. He watched you walk inside next to your friend, laughing, and he immediately decided to call it a day.

Everything in that building just reminded him of how stupid he was. How stupid he was for doing what he did. Why the hell did he kiss you? And it wasn’t like it solved anything, either.

He spent the next hour driving around town, almost decided to leave it and drive straight to the big city, but turned around when his gas meter was dangerously close to that bright red E. On his way to the gas station, however, he parked in front of Family Videos. Steve worked Fridays, didn’t he?

‘Shouldn’t you be in English class now?’ Steve asked at the sound of the door opening without even bothering to look up from the magazine he was reading. The store was empty beside the two of them.

‘We’ll get back to you apparently knowing my school schedule later, Harrington. I fucked up.’ Eddie took a few steps to the counter and sat on top of it, almost knocking down the small display that Steve had just been working on.

‘How many times do I have to tell you? Don’t give out discounts to every pretty chick that comes up to you, it just makes you look cheap and needy—

‘I kissed her.’ Eddie blurted out. Walking in, he had considered trying to play the subtle card, not directly tell Steve about his problem, but if there was someone who could help him, it must be Harrington, wouldn’t it?

‘Excuse me?’ Steve blinked.

‘I kissed her. Last friday.’

‘And by “her”, you mean–’

‘You know who I mean.’ Eddie sighed.

‘Well, shit, man.’ Steve chuckled under his breath, closing his magazine and rolling it up. ‘How was it?’

‘Fine.’

‘Just “fine”?’ Steve raised a brow. ‘Well, how did she react? What did you say?’

‘Well,’ Eddie tried to think back to that night without bringing up too many memories, just so as not to trigger a trauma or something. ‘Pretty sure I said “sorry”. She called me a jerk and… we haven’t talked since. More or less.’

‘And you’re sure you’re not a virgin?’

Eddie punched Steve in the arm.

‘Ok, sorry. But you like her, right?’

‘No?’ For that, Eddie received a smack in the face with the rolled-up magazine. ‘What was that for?!’

‘No? You spent months looking out for this girl, witchhunting her boyfriend, then you kiss her and suddenly you have no feelings for her?’

‘It wasn’t months...’ Eddie felt like a little kid trying to win an argument he was too stubborn to admit defeat about.

‘I say, ask her out.’

‘Did you miss the part where I said we haven’t talked for the past week? I’m pretty sure she hates me.’ Eddie was still rubbing the bridge of his nose, where Steve seemed to have aimed directly.

‘And I’m pretty sure you’re a chicken. Just go talk to her, man. Ignoring her won’t help you. And het, you either get a date out of it, which is a win, or she kicks you to the curb and you get some closure, which is also a win.’

‘She’ll never agree.’

‘Then you better rent a movie, because this is becoming a real waste of my time.’

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It had been a long day, but at least an Eddie-free one. Before going home, you quickly passed your locker to get your books and jacket, but to your surprise, you were met with something else. A small, torn, piece of paper fell at your feet.

In black marker, the words were scratched out messily: Meet me at the bleachers?

Now, you could only assume, but it felt like he tried to remain anonymous– which was hard when posters covered in his equally unimpressive handwriting were all over the school, promoting either the upcoming battle of the bands show or his own gigs at the hideout. Yeah, you knew it was Eddie, 100%.

So, why you actually decided to go to the football field was a mystery to you. The team was running drills around, and some students were seated in the audience, not exactly paying attention to the jocks. It was always more of an after-school hang-out spot where people didn’t do their homework after promising themselves to get it done the entire week.

Eddie was sitting on top of the bleachers. Leaned back on the bench behind him, leather jacket on his lap. As you climbed up the steps, he suddenly straightened his back and waved awkwardly. ‘Hey.’

‘I didn’t even know you knew this place existed.’

‘Please, I may be a social disgrace, but I’m not an idiot– so this is what they call football, huh?’ He glanced over at the team of boys running around below you.

‘Why am I here, Munson?’ You thought about sitting down next to him but decided against it for now.

‘I was just thinking about… last week.’ Great. That was the last thing you hoped he was doing, but you let him continue. ‘And I know I fucked up. Everyone’s noticed that something’s up.’

‘Everyone?’ Your throat suddenly felt extremely tight.

‘So I’ll just say that I’m sorry. I’m sorry for how I’ve acted before, and during and after. And I totally understand if you don’t ever want to see or speak to me again, just don’t stop Dustin from coming to Hellfire–’

‘What?’

‘What?’ He blinked at your sudden outburst of a question.

‘Is this all about Dustin? You don’t want me to ruin your dumb campaign? Jesus, Munson–’ You were glad that you had not sit down. What a waste of time.

‘No, shit. I’ve been thinking about this for the last hour and— fuck.’ He was visibly getting frustrated now with himself, rubbing his hand all over his face as he let his thoughts sink back down slowly. ‘I just meant, I know that you and Dustin are close, so he would probably listen to you and stop hanging out with us– Hellfire– if you told him to, which would be a shame for him because the little dude’s got skills with the d20 and I think letting him be in a creative environment– what the fuck do I know, I’m not your family therapist–’ he chuckled. So this was meant to be a joke, right? But you weren’t laughing, too confused at everything he was verbally throwing at you.

‘That is all besides the point, because I… wanted to actually make up for how I’ve been the last few days.’

‘How would you do that?’ You inquired, crossing your arms.

‘Let me take you out?’

‘Like on a date?’

‘I wanted to say a joke, but if it doesn’t land, I would live up too much to my reputation in this town, which is not what I’m going for right now, so yes… like a date.’ He sighed deeply.

You let him sit there for a moment as you pondered on an answer. His big brown eyes looked up at you expectantly. There was no way anything good could come out of this…

‘Ok.’ You readjusted the strap of your bag. ‘Pick me up at 8.’

‘Tonight?’ Eddie called after you as you already started your departure.

‘Yes tonight.’ You said without turning around.

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Eddie was panicking all the way until the clock struck 8 o’clock, and if only he could say this feeling stopped the second he saw you. His heart was in his throat the whole walk back to his car and inside it and as he started driving. Words just wouldn’t come out. He was sure you expected something, something he for sure did not have. He had no idea what he was doing.

‘Do you just want to drive around? And then maybe grab something to eat?’ You suggested, saving his life.

‘Uhm,’ Eddie cleared his throat as he took a turn, ‘sure. Or let’s get something now and then… I know this spot we can hang out.’

‘Yeah, ok.’ You smiled.

Now, Eddie was no asshole, so he was willing to pay for the food. The problem, however, was that his budget was limited, so the only thing he could afford was burgers and milkshakes. But you didn’t seem to mind, thankfully.

Twenty minutes later, Eddie drove to the woods while you both sipped on your milkshakes, the burgers still warm in the foil packaging until you parked– Eddie’s van, to your great surprise, was surprisingly clean, and the seats would probably be a bitch to get mustard stains out of.

‘And here we are,’ Eddie stopped the car in a small clearing. The trees towered over you but opened up to reveal a beautiful patch of the night sky. ‘Here,’ he helped you get up on the hood of the car before pulling himself up to sit next to you. The milkshakes were almost gone, but the burgers were still warm and delicious. You both ate in silence, enjoying the atmosphere.

Once you were done with your burger, you leaned back against the window to look up at the stars. Eddie sat more upfront, slurping the last bits of his milkshake. You were together, yet apart. Enjoying each other’s company individually.

‘I got coke– soda— in the van, if you want anything else to drink.’ Eddie said, slowly making his way to lie down next to you.

‘What, no beer?’ You giggled.

‘Well, yeah, that too, obviously. Just didn’t think you’d be the type to drink it.’

‘So what type do I look like?’

‘Aren’t you always drinking sodas on parties? But you seem a much more classy kind of girl. Wine and shit, you know.’

‘I don’t think I’ve ever had wine in my life.’ You started laughing more now, and Eddie joined in a little. ‘You have no idea what you’re talking about, do you?’

‘No.’ Then both of you burst out laughing.

A little time went by, the conversation died down, and a shiver tickled over your arm as the trees around you rustled with the wind blowing by. It had been a pretty warm day, but you had not considered how drastically the weather would change by the time the sun would go down.

‘Are you cold?’ Eddie noticed.

‘No, I’m good,’ you tried to curl up, pull your legs up to your chest, to warm yourself up a bit, but Eddie didn’t believe you for a second. Before you could protest again, he pulled his jacket off and put it over your shoulders. ‘Thanks.’

He replied with a small nod.

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‘I’m sorry.’

‘What for now?’ You had been ready to open the door of the car. The lights were still on in your house, meaning your mom and brother were expecting a detailed description of the whole night, as always, whenever anything remotely interesting happened to any of the three of you. But before you actually opened the door, Eddie had caught you by surprise with those little words. When you looked back at him, he actually looked small, and sad. Which you didn’t understand at all.

‘About the date.’

‘I don’t understand.’

‘For ruining it–’

‘You didn’t ruin it.’ You reached for his hand on the wheel. ‘Honestly, it was one of the best dates I’ve been on.’

‘We didn’t talk for like an hour.’ He looked embarrassed and as if he had failed or disappointed you in some way, which couldn’t be further from the truth.

‘That’s an exaggeration. And we don’t constantly have to be talking, do we? I really had a great time, Eddie.’ You leaned over and slowly, carefully, kissed him on the cheek. ‘Thank you.’

the end.

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wixiany · 2 years

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I've been reading through the byler tag a lot in the last two days. One thing that really makes me stop is Mike and what his sexuality could be. On one hand, there is his whole relationship with El, then there is always the possibility of bisexuality. But what I've read in the tag and the byler master slides and now fully believe is that Mike is actually gay but heavily repressing it all. If it proves to be true, then Mike will be the best portrayal of comphet I have ever seen in media. And even if it is not confirmed, in my eyes, it is clearly there.

You could argue that it is just my interpretation, and that is fine. But for some context why I relate so much and think the comphet is so obvious: I grew up in a tiny town, in a country where nobody talked much about lgbt stuff as I was growing up. My parents never told me about it. I had no idea liking women was an option. I figured out I was a lesbian when I was 19. And the thing is, I have always had a crush on some guy. I picked the first one in kindergarten and then had one all the time. But in retrospect, I can now recognize signs that I always liked women more. But I simply didn't understand it. Every girl around me was getting boyfriends, talking about boys and crushes, so I always had one too. But to be fair, I did kind of like those boys. They were smart and funny and nice to talk to. Some I never talked to more than once. I was a kid. I didn't even think about stuff like kissing and such. Until the intimacy became a real option and I panicked, but more to that later.

Here, I think of Mike and El. I'm sure others have explained it better than me. She's there, he helps her. He cares about her, he thinks it could be love. She is the one who usually initiates and he goes with it. It's what's expected of him. And he might have been excited at first, which is perfect comphet to me. That's comphet. You are so brainwashed by everything you've been seeing your entire life that you think that's it. But then Mike gets a bit older, the relationship gets more demanding, more intimate (I'm not sexualizing them, you know what I mean) and suddenly we see him getting all stiff with the kisses. I've been through this too, when I was still figuring myself out. I went on a couple of dates with this guy and when we hugged it didn't feel right. When he asked to hold hands, I did, because I thought that after a month of chatting and three dates that was something you should do. And when he wanted to kiss me on the second and the third date, I couldn't. I literally said a quick goodbye and fled to my car. That day I texted him I just didn't feel the same and to stop going out, but inside I finally knew that I was never going to be comfortable doing anything like that with a guy. But it took me 19 long years to figure that out because of comphet.

So no, I wouldn't say that it's far-fetched to think that Mike and El were just a childhood romance that was never going to last. You grow up and you change, find yourself. Maybe I'm projecting and totally wrong, but if you struggled with comphet, I would guarantee that you can see yourself reflected in Mike. Not to mention the way he treated Will after he arrived in Cali. It was very odd to his character. Unless you look at it with a similar lense. He isn't ready to accept who he is. For plethora of reasons. It is definitely a narrative choice to have him acting like that.

I would say that a casual viewer would not really pick up on this stuff, but a queer viewer? Oh, we do. It actually makes me tear up reading some other theories and such because to me, it is there. That comphet, that inner struggle with accepting who you are versus who you are supposed to be, what your parents and friends expect you to be.

Or it's queerbait and I'm reading too much into this. It's late, idk.

#byler #analysis i guess #i would say this got a little personal but then again this is tumblr #and i dont care #comphet #byler is canon #at leaat to me

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mywritingonlyfans · 2 years

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i hope you don't mind me, but in view of your eddie munson fever, what do you think about dating him and going to school with him? i feel like he's seriously so cute, always waiting for you outside your class and you would clearly be friends with dustin and mike and he would feel like you make his mind a little less lost on his daily bases. i'm just so in love

i love u, you made my day 100% happier!!!!

no but what if you were steve's little sister, which would automatically make eddie have rash (clearly not so good) thoughts of you. so even though he clearly already had his eyes on you when you around at school (cuz, he'd obviously be interested in you since you guys were in elementary school together and you held his hand once and hugged him to calm down after him having had a bad episode of bullying, maybe) he would deny letting himself be carried away by their feelings, even dustin saying how badass you were, and that he knew said because you were his best friend and had already experienced moments when you saved him!!! and then mike would agree!!! and even curious, eddie would refuse to be carried away by the boys' conversations because you were a harrington and you could never be like that!! let alone be nice to his boys! ... so idk, imagine the boys noticing that you guys like each other but are clearly never going to take the action to go talk to each other, so they would make you join the hellfire club because they need new people because of the affair with lucas and you would never say no to them, so the next day there you would be walking into the cafeteria with the club shirt, similar to eddie's, and the smiling boys saying they had found the new member!!! you would sit next to them, facing eddie, looking him up and down as if he weren't doing the same, he would smile briefly, all stupid grin at you, until he sees you blush under his gaze, and please all the fluff about him trying to teach you about the game and him being super nice to you until in one of the sessions he would end up asking, "you don't remember me?" with the most adorable, passionate smile of all. okay, buuuut, also, imagine an enemies to love out of it??? like him testing your patience every time you say something in the group because he knows (at least he thinks he knows) that you don't fit in there because to him you can't be any different from how steve was a few years ago (and that'd be just him trying to mask the damn crush he always had on you).. and that of course would make you upset, even if you fight him back, and he would soon find a way to take out all the mess that would tire you out because of his tantrum. i mean, you were crying because of him and you just telling him you were feeling upset because of what he was doing??? that'd be a big no, he'd hold you in the same minute and fix things out the best way he can until you're comfortable and quiet on his arms!

but about the dating part, after all that, he would surely feel the luckiest in the world to see you walk into the cafeteria dressed in his hellfire shirt, he would get up as soon as he saw you and get down on his knees, a wide smile on his face, he'd make baby grabbing hands at you until you run to him and entwine yourself in his body while he catches you in the air and hugs you as hard as possible, he would have his hand in yours while you are talking to the boys, he would kiss your hand that would be crumpled in his one every once in a while, and would always find a way to see you happy during games even if he had to cheat for it! and he would defo teach you to play guitar (you would be the only person allowed to play his guitar besides him!), and he would always love to have you on his lap, hands around your body, face tucked to your shoulder, getting drunk in your scent, and sometimes even kissing the sensitive skin of your neck to hear you sigh deeply at HIS touch, while teaching/guiding you to play!! and i believe he would be a little insecure about you, he would never say or try to show he was jealous but you would read him like a book and whenever you feel he is feeling that way while someone is around you would just hold on his hand, would either call him love or just kiss him for no apparent reason for him to know you were just his. and he would look like a happy puppy with his favorite bone. aaaaaand, first time meeting his uncle and his uncle telling you that he already knew everything about you because eddie wouldn't shut up about you and that would make you extremely happy and eddie would just glare at you, rolling his puppies, lovely brown eyes. you'd be the perfect couple ever!!! and, also, ofc, spend hours and hours relaxing with him in the van smoking, kissing, playing with his hair while he's resting on top of you, and listening to each other's favorite songs for hours just enjoying each other's company 🥰 i'm so in love with eddie as well 😭 OH AND KIDS DATES WITH MIKE AND ELEVEN AND DUSTIN JUST FOR FUN BECAUSE THE KIDS NEEDS YOUR AND HIS ATTENTION AS WELL

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #i love that boy so much 😭#fanfic #reader insert

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dapper-nahrwhale · 1 year

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ive been thinking abt It and dndads (and stranger things kinda) for hours now its like. the monster has always been here and has shaped your life in ways you cant even perceive and you want to outgrow it but you cant and you never will. and the monster is a living breathing creature but it's also your parents and grandparents and it's also You and youre just continuing to act it out. nick leaves taylor like glenn (kind of) left him like bill left him and so on. eddie and bev marry people just like their parents. lark and sparrow literally have the doodler in their bloodstreams. augh

LITERALLY. it refuses to leave my head. The paralleling in these stories ahhg! Dndads and it (two of my favorite things in the world) hit the same thing!

Gawd just. Everything about these makes me go insane. The way the cycle repeats. You cant stop the monster that ruined your childhood from ruining your adulthood too. You are that monster. You cant move on past what happened when you were a kid. You the exact same kid you were when it happened except you're nothing like that kid at all. You can never change from the shit you went through and you'll never be that kid again. You became your parents without even realizing it.

Its about the generational trauma!

Also. Grant parallels Darryl by talking about things too much instead of too little. When he said the "we'll talk about it later" in the recent ep I lost it. The fact that they were all so irreversibly changed by that happened to them as kids that they cant change back to who they once were. He is not the boy you knew. I'm never over how they dealt with the consequences of episode 1 by grant becoming a fundamentally different and unrecognizable person to avoid that curse thing. Like that fucked up his whole shit forever man.

Lark and Sparrow are SO like henry whether they realize it or not. The Lark and bill denbrough parallels <3. They both feel insurmountable crushing guilt over something they think was entirely their fault. They were just kids. They make amends for this in the worst way possible. By trying (and failing) to kill the creature they're guilty for (insert obligatory fma03 ed and sloth reference). They let their guilt consume them. If they cant kill the horror they made whays the point of them living though it

I'm not assigning rigid roles to each character, just noticing the parallels. But I'd say the potential for sparrow and stan to be similar is so interesting. They both try as hard as they can to lead a normal regular life in spite of everything that's happened and yet they fail on that.

I realized immediately ep 1 that nick was like glenn and bill and ect ect with the not being there. But not by choice! But the cycle continues none the less! (I dont know if we'll be able to find nick and have him be reunited with the others in s2 or not. I think they all need to be there and alive to defeat the doodler, to end the eldritch horror that took their world. But if hes not there how do they kill it?)

The concept of nick needing an inhaler but never using it because he doesnt want to be lame in front of his dad vs eddie not needing one but continuing to use it because his mom says he needs it! (Smth smth the unconscious and conscious power their parents have on them smth smth)

Terry holding everyone together like mike is so chefs kiss yes! Terry and (maybe) ben being the most well adjusted of the groups. And well adjusted is very loosely said here because are any of them really? Terry being the researcher and the one to find the spells and the one to try so hard to save everyone he can (like mike).

Instead of just them forgetting the events like in it, they remember it all but the rest of the world forgot. How fucking lonley that must be either way.

Off topic but. One thing about it I adore is the 90s tv miniseries, where out takes place in the 60s in flashbacks and 80s/90s in present time and then in the new movies it take splace in the 80s and the present is the present! The exact 27 year gap between them is insane when you see the production for it had been in production hell since the 2000s!

I'm going to be thinking about these stories for the rest of my life I think...

Feeling the shrimp emotions about this rn.

#dndads #it (2017)#it (movie)#dndads s2 #b.text #i could go on abt this forever. so many thoughts. so little time.#just!!! i lose it about this! aaaaaaaa #today has already been such a Day. to this is giving me so much joy <3

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1. How do you think Will would react when he finds out that Mike is in love with him? 2. How do you think Mike would react when he finds out that Will is in love with him? (if Mike isn’t in love with him) 3. How do you think will felt after "it's not my fault you don't like girls"? 4. How and when do you think Will found out that he loves Mike and how did he react to his own feelings? 5. What future do you think Will likes to envision for himself and Mike? 6. What future do you think Will sees for himself in his adult life? 7. How do you think Will was feeling at the snowball? 8. What do you think Will imagines in the situation if someone finds out that he is gay? 9. How do you think Lonnie’s abuse affected Will? 10. What do you think Will was thinking of season 3 Mike and season 3 El? 11. How do you think Will was acting ‘weird’ in Lenora according to El’s letter X)

Sorry for the delay! There were so many wonderful questions I had to work my way through them. But I love the ask!

1. How do you think Will would react when he finds out that Mike is in love with him?

I think Will is going to be incredulous. He's not going to believe it at first. He's wanted this for so long, spent so much time dreaming about it. But, he's also convinced himself it's not happening. So it's not going to be easy for him to accept what Mike is saying. Mike might just have to convince him with a kiss ;)

2. How do you think Mike would react when he finds out that Will is in love with him? (if Mike isn’t in love with him)

This one was hard for me to answer, because I'm so convinced Mike IS in love with Will. But if he isn't, and he finds out Will loves him...sigh. Idk. It won't be anything outwardly mean or hurtful, and I think Mike would be very careful with Will's feelings and apologetic but...any rejection is gonna ruin the show for me.

3. How do you think will felt after "it's not my fault you don't like girls"?

I mean, you could see it in his eyes. He could not BELIEVE that Mike said that to him. He was stunned. Out of everything that Mike could have said. Out of anyone that could've said it. The combination of those two things devastated him. Mike was his greatest safe space, and it got ripped away pretty brutally. This also led to him destroying his other safe space, Castle Byers.

4. How and when do you think Will found out that he loves Mike and how did he react to his own feelings?

I love this question, because I think it was all very gradual. He always kind of knew he felt differently about Mike than his other friends. But early on, he just thought it was because Mike was his best best friend. I think that he began to suspect the truth some time around Season 1, but hadn't really accepted it yet. In S2, he knew he was in love with Mike for sure.

5. What future do you think Will likes to envision for himself and Mike?

I don't think Will minds a lot what they're doing as long as they're together. Not saying he'll completely abandon his own interests for Mike. But he knows that their interests are so similar/complementary, whatever they end up doing, they'll be compatible. The comic book writer/artist team is a popular headcanon for them, and I do love that idea.

6. What future do you think Will sees for himself in his adult life?

I think that a part of Will, especially around S3, had been resisting thinking a lot about his adult life. He was clinging to childish things, and a part of that might have been because he didn't want to grow up. The GA was pushing that agenda hard. But the piece they left out was why he didn't wanna grow up. Think of being a closeted gay teen in smalltown Indiana. It's probably hard envisioning a future for yourself where you get to be happy, especially romantically. That's probably even more true as he feels Mike slipping away from him more and more.

Career-wise, I think he does want to do something with art, even if it's nothing huge. Maybe even just becoming a high school art teacher or something. I think Will would be great working with kids/teens.

7. How do you think Will was feeling at the snowball?

This always breaks my heart thinking about it. After all the hell he went through in S2, the Snow Ball was the topper. Mike basically forced him to dance with some girl he didn't want to dance with. Then Will had to watch Mike dance with and kiss El. That's probably the moment he really realized Mike was drifting away from him. Which was probably an abrupt turn, given how present Mike had been with Will during S2 before the Snow Ball. He probably cried himself to sleep that night.

8. What do you think Will imagines in the situation if someone finds out that he is gay?

Dire? I mean, he's been bullied and abused a large chunk of his life just because of allegations. If it was actually confirmed and he was outed? Yeah, Will is probably terrified.

9. How do you think Lonnie’s abuse affected Will?

I touched on this above a bit, but it likely just solidified that it wasn't safe at all to be gay. We hear in his van speech to Mike, he feels like a mistake. Like he sometimes doesn't want to fight on. That's part of the reason I'm hoping they give Will come closure with Lonnie in S5. (even if that's just kicking Vecna's ass while he's in Lonnie's form lol)

10. What do you think Will was thinking of season 3 Mike and season 3 El?

Again I touched on this above. He was likely jealous and scared. Jealous because El had the type of relationship he wanted with Mike. And scared that he was losing Mike altogether. I don't think it helped that Hopper (and Mike) had El on such a tight watch in S3. It didn't look like she got to interact with any of the party except Mike on a regular basis. That's why it was good development for both Will and El to be able to get to live together as siblings in S4, and form a relationship with each other outside of Mike.

11. How do you think Will was acting ‘weird’ in Lenora according to El’s letter X)

Hard to say. Seemed like it centered around the painting. Maybe he usually would let El see his work, but with this one, he was being secretive, leading El to think he had a crush.

Thank you for allowing me to ramble on about byler! This was fun :)

#byler #byler ask

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The Hellfire Boy(friend)s

Note: This was transcribed from my AO3.

ship: byler pov: third person first written: July 7, 2022 first published: July 10, 2022 word count: 1,850 - summary: Hellfire. A D&D club that the party joined the second they stepped into Hawkins High. Well, sort of. The dungeon master, Eddie Munson, saw them at lunch the first day and took them in under his wing. Now, it was like they were a part of something bigger and better than their basement games. Only one thing was different: Mike and Will don't have the same relationship that they used to.

Mike walks down the high school hallways, a bored look on his face. Then, suddenly, as if he came out of nowhere (which, he quite literally did), Will appears at his side, a big smile on his face. Mike laughs and shakes his head, his face quickly going back to its stern rest.

"Is that your project for social studies?" Mike asks, snapping the poster board toward himself as if it were a tank top strap.

"Y-yeah. It's Alan Turing. He's a—"

"Engineer, right? You told me about him before, and Robin has mentioned him once. Said I might like him. I don't know. What do you think?"

"I think that there's definitely some similarities," Will says without giving too much away.

Mike looks at him with furrowed brows, but when he sees the face that Wil is making he lets out a breathy chuckle, smiling and shaking his head, throwing his arm around Will's neck and shoulders, ruffling up his hair and leaving his arm there afterwards.

"You are such a dork, you know that?" Miike asks, wanting nothing more than to kiss the top of Will's head.

"Yeah, I know. Are you excited for Hellfire tonight?"

"Of course I am," Mike says, stopping his walking and pulling Will into the janitor's closet with a smirk on his face. "Hi."

"Hi," Will says quietly, taking hold of Mike's hand.

Mike places one of his hands on Will's cheek, the other pressed against the door. He smiles and leans in, planting a kiss on Will's lips.

"Mike, we have to get to class," Will says after they pull away, his and Mike's fingers still intertwined.

"Maybe tonight, after Hellfire, you and I can go to the diner and get shakes?"

"Yeah. I'd like that."

"Okay. I love you," Mike says, leaving a kiss on Will's cheek.

"I love you too," Will responds sheepishly.

Mike telling Will he loves him will never get old or boring or tiring. Every single time Will's heart will stop and he'll struggle to say it back, and not because he doesn't mean it, but because he's truly in shock every time he hears Mike say it.

"Hey," Mike says, holding Will's face in his hands. "I really do love you, alright?"

"No, I know, it's just..."

Will trails off and Mike pulls him into a hug, his head resting on top of Will's as he leaves kisses there and stokes his back and hair.

"I never want you to question my love for you, okay? Because there is nothing in this world that could possibly change it or take it away. No matter what happens, I will always love you, okay? Always."

"Mike."

"What?"

"You're squishing me."

"Good," Mike says with a smile, hugging Will tighter before letting go. "Now we have a social studies class to get to."

"History."

"I'm pretty sure it's social studies."

Mike leaves the janitor's closet, Will waiting a few seconds before leaving behind him, quickly catching up to him and giving him a knowing look. They get to the door of their classroom and Mike is about to go in but stopes, stepping to the side and leaning down, motioning with his arm for Will to go in first. Will laughs loudly as he walks through the door, Mike right behind him and moving him to the side by his shoulders as he makes his way to his seat quickly, saying hi to some people on the way. Will watches with a fond smile before slowly making his way over, too. Other than science, this was their one class together, and like every time they've shared a class the two always sit together.

Will sets his presentation down next to him, terrified of having to talk about Alan Turing and why he's his hero. His reason he'd be giving everyone was a lie, but at least he and Mike new the truth. That was the only reason he was going to be able to get up and do it. Will gives Mike a nervous glance, and Mike leans over, resting his wrists on Will's desk.

"Hey, you're gonna do great. I mean, at least you have a presentation."

"I still don't get how you didn't do one. She gave us two months, Mike! Two months!"

"Yeah, well, I wasn't sure who to do because I don't know much about historic heroes. I mean, Eddie and El are my heroes. You know that. But a historical hero? Eh..."

"Mike, I—"

"Hi guys!" El says, sliding into her desk behind Mike's.

"El! Mike shouts, pulling her head close and planting a kiss on her cheek.

Despite things having not worked out between the two of them, they're still really close and are true, genuine best friends. El laughs loudly, pushing Mike away and looking at Will. She motions to his poster board and he nods his head as he hands it to her. El takes it from him and looks over it excitedly.

"I love it, Will. You're gonna do great. I'm glad I got mine out fo the way already. What about you, Mike?"

"Michael didn't do his."

"What? Mike! We had two whole months to work on it! There is no excuse!"

"Well, there is one excuse," Will says, eyeing Mike.

"Okay, now that's just—"

Mike is cut off by Will's hand covering his mouth.

"Do not finish that sentence because I already know what you're going to say, and I mean..." Will glances around the room before leaning close and whispering, "...really, Mike?"

Mike pulls Will's hand away, glaring at him before letting out a deep sigh.

"Reason or not, my project isn't done and I don't plan on doing one. I'll just fail the assignment. So what? It's not that big of a deal."

"Not a big deal?" El and Will exclaim at the same time, looking to each other then back at Mike.

"Mike, you've really been worrying me lately," El says, taking his hand in her own. "What's going on?"

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it," Mike says with a smile, but Will knows the truth.

Will opens up his bag and pulls out a small piece of paper and a pencil, quickly writing on it as the teacher begins class. Thankfully, he's not the one who's called on to present first. Will passes the sheet of paper to Mike, a worried look on his face. He knows that all of this hasn't been easy for him– for either of them– but he still wants to make sure that Mike is okay.

Mike reads over the piece of paper, running a hand over his face and setting the paper down on his desk. He doesn't even look at Will. Had he just made things worse? Will wants to reach out and grab Mike's hand and tell him that everything will be okay, but he can't. Instead, he gives Mike a smile and nudges him with his foot, letting him know that he's there and that he's not going anywhere. Mike nudges his foot back, and Will can see a small smile creep on his face– one that he only ever does for Will.

The first student presents and the teacher continues down each row until everyone is done, including Will. She calls Mike's name to go up and present, and Mike's face goes white. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to tell their teacher that he didn't do the project they had two months to work on. Will and El were right, there was no excuse.

"Michael?" The teacher calls again, and Mike slowly stands up and goes over to her desk, leaning down and whispering.

"I know that we had two months to do it, but I got preoccupied with...other things, and I totally forgot to do it."

"That is the third time this year, Michael. What is going on?"

"I don't know!"

"Is it your family? Your parents? Your friends?"

"Yeah. Yeah, it's my friends. Going from middle school to high school has been weird. Hard. A lot of things are...different."

"Like what?"

"Everything?"

"You have two options. Take the F and fail the class or do a harder, alternative assignment."

"I'll gladly do the alternative."

"Okay. See me after class and we'll talk more."

Mike walks out of class with a piece of paper in his hands and a thoughtful look on his face. He lets one of his arms fall to his side, his hand brushing against Will's.

"What's the alternate assignment?"

"I have to write an essay about how history as well as my own past will impact my future."

"When's it due?"

"The end of the grading period. She said it has to be at least five pages."

"Wow. Wait, the grading period ends next Friday."

"I know."

"Do you know what you're going to write about?"

"No, Will, I just got the assignment," Mike groans frustratedly, his face changing from annoyance to apologetic quickly. "I'm sorry. It's just...If I don't know who I am, how am I supposed to write about who I want to be?"

"You'll figure it out. You always do."

Mike and Will enter the lunch room and Eddie immediately throws his arms around their shoulders, squeezing his way between them. Only then did the two realize how close they had been prior. Mike clears his throat, stuffing the paper into his pocket along with his hands.

"You boys ready for Hellfire tonight?"

"Oh yeah! I have some tricks up my sleeve that I think could really do the trick against some our enemies," Mike says.

"That's what I like to hear! What about you Byers? Ready to show of the powers of the cleric?"

"Yeah," Will mumbles, looking away from Mike around the lunch room.

He watches as the different people join their friends or how one couple will join another because they're all super close. It makes Will want to run right out of the room and cry. It was dramatic, sure, and he wasn't sad about it and he doesn't want anyone's pity. It was just...he wishes that was something he could do.

Will can hear Mike whisper to Eddie, and a moment later the long-haired man is at their lunch table like he'd never left. Mike and Will continue to make their way to the lunch table, but when Will goes to sit down Mike stops him.

"Will and I are gonna skip today. We're just not feeling the 'be around everyone' mood right now."

"Is everything okay?" Lucas asks, Dustin standing up ready to follow them.

"Everything's fine, we just need some time away from everyone else is all. See you at Hellfire tonight," Mike says, wrapping his arm around Will's shoulder and walking them out to a far out spot in the woods. No one would find them there, which meant they could be totally and entirely them.

Mike rests his back against a tree, pulling Will toward him and into a hug. Will has always been sensitive, and even though they're growing up a part of that would never go away. Sure, he'd get used to some things, so maybe he wasn't as sensitive, but the emotions that come with that stay with you forever. Most of the time you just get good at holding them in.

"I want to kiss you in front everyone like everyone else gets to," Will says, a tear falling down his face.

"I know."

"It's not fair."

"I know it's not, but we still have each other, alright?"

"That almost makes it harder. Being with you but not getting to be with you? I hate it, Mike. I hate it so much."

"Hey, it's gonna be alright, Will," Mike says, holding Will's face in his hands. "I don't know when or how, but I know that we'll be able to be us someday, and when that day comes just know that I will be telling everyone I know everything about you and just how much I love you, because Will, that's all I want– to love you– and no person can change how I feel about you. I mean, it's quite literally impossible."

"I just don't get how you can be so positive about everything when the reality is that we can't."

"I don't know. I think I like keeping you all to myself," Mike says, kissing Will's cheek, swaying with him in his arms.

"Mike," Will says as he tries not to laugh.

"Everything is going to be okay, Will. I know it. I promise."

"You can't make that kind of promise, Mike."

"Too late."

Will leans up and presses his lips to Mike's, his fingers twirling his curly hair. Mike lets his hands rest on Will's hips, pulling him close. Their lips part and Will rests his head against Mike's chest, his arms falling lazily around his neck.

They stay like that for the rest of lunch, neither one saying much other. The few things that they did say were mumbled "I love you"s and incoherent whispers that didn't all that much matter. The school bell rings and Mike lifts his head from laying on top of Will's looking out toward the school. He waits a moment before rubbing Will's back gently to let him know it was time to go. They'd been out there so long and it had been so peaceful and quiet that Will was able to fall asleep.

"Will? Lunch is over. It's time for class again."

Will stirs, his hands sliding down Mike's neck and wrapping around his waist.

"I love you, but we're not doing this."

Mike kisses the top of his head, gently pulling Will off of him and letting his arm fall around his shoulder again. Waking Will up was always the hardest thing to do.

"Five more minutes?"

"Sure, if you want to be late to class."

"No..." Will says, moving Mike's arm off his shoulder and interlocking their fingers. "...but it would be nice, wouldn't it?"

"It would. I do really love these moments with you, though. Even if they are bittersweet."

"At least no one suspects anything. I mean, with us having been friends for our whole lives and all."

"That is one plus, isn't it?"

The two slow their walking as they near the edge of the woods, their touch lingering as they pull their hands apart. Mike smiles softly, a strong urge to kiss Will right then and there sweeping through him, but he doesn't. People can see them. Instead, he makes a loud popping sound.

Flashback: Mike leans over to Will, their fingers centimeters away from each other as they sit at the circular corner booth in the diner waiting for everyone else to arrive. Mike messes with some of Will's hair, trying to make it look perfect, but with the haircut he has it's not too difficult. Will smiles at him, a questioning look on his face. The two have been...close, lately. Closer than usual. Neither of them really knows what it means yet or where it will go, but Will does know that he enjoys seeing Mike being this clingy. It's nice.

"I want to kiss you," Mike whispers in his ear, and Will's face goes bright red, a look of shock on his face.

"Mike, we're in public!" Will shouts in a wispy tone.

"Well obviously I don't mean right here."

"We've also only kissed, like, twice," Will says, his voice even quieter than before.

"So? That doesn't mean there won't be more...right?" Mike asks, a hopeful look on his face.

"No, you're right, it's just...later, okay?"

"What do you suggest I do until then?" Mike teases jokingly, and Will laughs before getting a serious look on his face.

Will searches Mike's eyes, trying to think of what he might want to hear. What words could calm Mike's scattered brain? Mike makes a popping sound, one that Will's noticed him do once or twice before, usually when he's bored in class or waiting in line for something, or even just being impatient about quite literally anything.

"That," Will says, poking Mike's cheek.

"Hm? What? Oh, that? It's just a popping sound."

"Yeah, but you only every really do it when you're, like, really bored, and you do it repeatedly, so if you just do it once then I'll know what it means."

"Okay. Okay, yeah. Yeah, that'll work," Mike says excitedly, a large, cheesy grin appearing on his face.

Present: Mike smiles and puts his hands in his pockets, giving Will one last glance before looking at the grass as the two walk back inside.

Hellfire.

What started out as a thing between Eddie and his bandmates was now something that the party could be part of, too. No one had ever really understood the point of the game except for them, so it was nice to have finally found some people who really cared about it in the same way.

"Alright, boys! Get into your seats because tonight is going to be wild," Eddie says as he comes into the room and shuts the door, stopping in his tracks when he sees Will. "Young cleric, we have talked about this. If it was a full day campaign I would highly encourage the costume, but 'tis not."

"I like the costume," Mike says, a tight smile that he's used with Will plenty of times before appearing.

"Where's your Hellfire shirt?" Eddie asks, pulling Will aside.

"I'm wearing it under my costume," Will says with a shrug.

"Next time, wear that instead. We have an image to keep up, and purple sparkling wizards is not it."

"Leave him alone, Eddie," Lucas groans, leaning back in his seat.

"Sinclair how many times do I have to tell you to stop tipping the chair back? Jesus Christ, this is like babysitting a bunch of six year olds."

"They're freshmen, Eddie. They'll learn," Jeff says.

"Yes, freshmen," Eddie says, standing on top of his chair at the head of the table. "Like all freshmen, they must be put to the test. That is what will happen tonight as we continue our campaign against the Cult of Vecna."

As he says the last line, he plops into his chair with a grin. The campaign goes great (at least, it does for Mike, who somehow manages to sustain enough health to not 0 out, which, contrary to all other times, is quite surprising). They finish up the campaign for the evening and Mike is on top of the world. If you didn't know him, you just might think he's drunk from the way he's acting.

"Are we still going to the diner?" Mike asks Will in a hunched over whisper.

"That's the plan."

"Okay, good, because there's something I want to show you."

"Mike, you don't even have anything with you."

"It's not a thing it's a trick."

"Whatever you say, Michael."

"Hey, don't call me that!"

Will just rolls his eyes. He has no idea what's going on with Mike right now. Maybe it's the adrenaline talking, but he's being a lot.

Mike lazily throws his arm over Will's shoulder, pulling him close. Then, without a second thought, he kisses the top of Will's head, leaning down and kissing his cheek, too. He even stops walking and takes Will's hand, turning him to face him. Then, he does the one thing that he swore to Will he would never do when other people were around. Not unless they knew.

Mike cups Will's cheek and pulls him into a kiss, the short height difference needed Mike to lean down and Will to lift up his head at the sudden kiss (whereas normally Will would get on his tiptoes and stand on Mike's feet, because it wasn't a huge difference, but he didn't want to strain his neck), and because Will is so used to Mike's lips on his, he kisses back, not bothering to think that Lucas and Dustin are right there. Will even places his hand on Mike's jaw, slowly moving to the back of his neck as Mike dips him down, one of his hands now resting on Will's back.

"Mike?" Lucas questions, turning around.

It's clear that he was going to ask something, but that when he saw them he changed his mind. Dustin turns around too, his look of curiosity changing straight to confusion. Mike and Will quickly pull apart from each other, Mike practically throwing himself across the small walkway and into the brick wall. Will gives him a wide glance, about to rush over and make sure he's okay, but Mike shakes his head.

"Adrenaline rush. He's acting crazy," Will blurts out, clearly a lie.

"Yeah, I don't think an adrenaline rush constitutes kissing your best friend," Lucas scoffs, upset that he's being lied to, and Dustin rolls his eyes.

"Look, it's just...could you try and pretend that it didn't happen? Please? For Mike?" Will asks, and Lucas and Dustin give each other a side glance before looking back at Will, clear that they have more to say, but Will doesn't let them. "For me?"

And that's what does it. That's what always does it. Will knows that he shouldn't, but it's true that any of the people he knows would do anything for him, no matter what the situation, and he never does use them, but right now he doesn't feel like he has a choice.

Why not just tell us?" Dustin asks, throwing his arms to the side.

"It's fine, Dustin. Let's just forget about it."

"Why are you so cool all of a sudden?" Dustin asks, but when Lucas raises a brow, Dustin catches on to what he's getting at.

"Okay, now you're the ones not telling us something," Will says more cruel than he'd anticipated.

"Don't worry about it, Will. You and Mike can have your secret, and we have ours," Lucas says in a calm tone.

"Except it isn't exactly a secret now that you've seen it." Will is getting angrier by the second, and he knows it's visible when Mike rests a hand on his shoulder.

"Will, it's fine. They're right. They're our best friends. We should've said something."

"You do realize that you're the reason why we didn't, right? Because you were still figuring stuff out? And I mean, it's not like we would be telling the whole town! So really, this is all your fault."

"My fault? Will, it's not either of our faults and you know that. We just had a conversation about this earlier!"

"So you two didn't need time alone but just wanted to keep hiding stuff from us?" Lucas sneers.

"That's not true!" Mike yells, and the three of them keep going back and forth on what exactly the 'problem' is.

At some point, Will just stops arguing with Lucas all together and his focus goes solely to Mike, trying to understand why he even kissed him in the first place tonight. Every time, Lucas tries to get Will out of the argument, not wanting him to get hurt by Mike's words because he knows that it's a possibility (after overhearing the last bit of their fight last summer, he wasn't going to take any chances, even if the two were together now), and Mike feels like he's fighting five battles at once, he himself unsure of what exactly he's fighting for.

"Stop bickering!" Dustin shouts, his own frustration the worst out of all of them. "Lucas likes guys and girls. That's his big secret. Big! Deal! Mike and Will are clearly together or have feelings for each other or something. Who cares? We just had one of the best nights of the campaign so far, and you three want to argue over who you like? I mean, I can't believe you guys. You are such children sometimes!"

Will takes a step back from Mike and Lucas, folding his arms and looking away. He forgets how much he hates yelling until someone really yells like Dustin just did. In fact, he doesn't even realize the tears that form in his eyes when it does happen, or that he holds them back or how tight he clenches his fits and grits his teeth. A tear falls from Will's face and Dustin pushes both Mike and Lucas aside to give him a hug. Dustin and Will have always had an unspoken bond. One that, even if they weren't as close as the rest of the group, in many ways the two of them were the same, part of them always feeling left out or like they're on the outside, and they bonded over that.

Within a few seconds, another pair of arms wrap around Will and he looks over to find Lucas standing there, his head resting on his shoulder. With Lucas, Will had always been grateful. If it wasn't for him, the bullying he got from Troy would've been a lot worse. Lucas was the first friend (other than Mike) to stand up for him, and that's how they became friends, and then to find out that he was neighbors with Mike? It was perfect. It was like destiny.

Mike stares at Dustin and Lucas with their arms wrapped around Will. How was he supposed to hug him when Dustin and Lucas had their heads on both of Will's shoulders? Mike takes a few steps closer, and to his surprise, Will gently slips out of Dustin and Lucas's arms and falls right against Mike's chest, hugging him tightly. Then, Mike realizes something he hadn't before.

Yes, Will loves him, but it's more than that. Will practically idolizes him. Not in the way that Mike idolizes both Will and El (a problem in and of its own that he's been working on for a while), but rather in a heavenly light. Like he was an angel sent to protect Will from all things bad. It was as if, to Will, Mike was a shield. He always has been. He was his first friend, and thus the first person outside of his family to stick up for him and protect him. He was the most understanding with everything Will told him, the calmest and most caring. Mike wraps his arms around Will, Lucas and Dustin finding a way to fit in, too. Dustin was right. It doesn't matter who they like. They'll always all be best friends, no matter what.

A Few Days Later: "I have this friend. He's...well, we've known each other for a long time. Since kindergarten. My bond with him has always been special, but I didn't realize it until recently. He means more to me than any other person in the world. About a year after we met, we met this kid in our first grade class and he quickly became one of our best friends, and it made it even better that he was my neighbor– still is. A few more years went by, and in fourth grade we met someone else. He was a lot smarter and funnier than all of us, and he was exactly what we all needed– what was missing.

Then, it was my first friend that went missing. The first night I went out looking for him I met someone. A girl. She was amazing. I mean, superhero level amazing. But that's not all. She helped me find my friend, and she quickly became party of our party. Then she went missing, too. I called her on my walkie talkie every day for 353 days. That's almost an entire year. That same year that we hadn't talked, a new girl came into town. She was different from everyone else, and I was upset at first about my friends' admamance about her joining our party, but she's amazing nonetheless, and she's way more tough than any guy I've met, that's for sure. That was also the year that things went wrong again for my first friend. If it wasn't for the both of the girls I know and am friends with, my first friend wouldn't be here today, and I don't doubt that for a second, so I owe them my life.

The thing is, now we all have each other. Max, the new girl from summer. Jane, the girl I met in the woods in the middle of the night. Dustin, the smart guy who's always keeping us entertained. Lucas, my greatest brother that I never had...and my first friend.

That first friend that, despite everything, despite all of my bullshit– especially as of late– that has stuck by me through everything. That first friend that has been through so much and every single day I'm scared of losing him again. That first friend that I'm the first friend of, too, because we were both alone and scared and afraid on that fateful first day of kindergarten: Will.

I'm supposed to tie in history with all of this. History.

Well in history, who people have been friends with and who you like has often times had dire consequences. It's gotten them mistreated, misjudged, and murdered, and that still happens today. Granted, it's happened less and less as the years have gone on, but it does still happen, and it most likely always will.

That being said, I don't care. I don't care if people don't like me or my friends or they think that we're weird or rude or crazy or whatever!

You asked me how my past as well as history can shape my future. The answer is by not letting others get in the way of the friendships and the relationships that I hold closest to me, no matter how scary and hard that might be."

Mike peeks out from behind the piece of paper and looks at the party sitting on the couch in his basement. He's still not sure how all five of them managed to fit, but they did (and boy did they look ridiculous).

"So?" Mike asks, setting the paper down on the coffee table.

"It was amazing," Max says, probably the kindest thing she's ever said to or about him (not that they didn't get along, because they do, but more in a playfully manner).

"Yeah, I really liked the part about the boy you considered your brother. Thought that was a nice addition," Lucas jokes, and Mike and Max both just roll their eyes.

"I'm a little confused on some of the technicalities in there. I'm not really a smart guy, I'm just a little bit of a nerd," Dustin says sarcastically, and Mike snorts.

"You know, it wasn't just Max and I who saved Will," El says, glancing over at her brother sitting on the other end of the couch. "It was your idea to set the hub on fire, and it was you who knew that the Mind Flayer had taken over. It was you who saved him, Mike. You and Jonathan and Mom and Nancy and Max and Lucas and Dustin and Steve and Dad and I."

"Should I cut that part out then?" Mike asks, and he's never been this worried about an assignment in his life.

"No," Will says, standing up and wrapping an arm around Mike's waist. "It's perfect."

Mike lets his arm fall around Will's shoulder, just like he always does, kissing the top of his head. If there was one thing he knew about his future, it's that no matter what, Will would be in it, and that's all that he needed.

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Ooooh, yes now is my time to shine >:D

I'll go with 1, 9, 20, and 19!

Heyo Momo! Thanks for the ask and sorry for the delay~

Oooh, four questions, four pairs - and yep, I'm doing all four WL pairs! This'll definitely be a longer answer. Also, #20 is plot-important.

Feel free to send more asks my way! You can find the questions here and my other answers I've given in the 'mizuka's otp stuff' tag :)

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#1 - "who can outdrink the other?"

**So before I start... I'm answering with the assumption that alcohol has similar effects on vampires, just for the sake of the question. Probably not true (actually definitely not true), but just go with it~

Carlisle/Beau - Ooh... I don't know, because neither of them really strike me as the type to go wild about it. I guess I'll have to choose Carlisle, only because of the vampire advantage?

Edward/Mike - I feel Mike would be the type to hold the alcohol really well, once he's old enough to drink, of course :)

Rosalie/Elle - Probably Elle, just because I'm sure she's imbibed quite a bit of alcohol in her various culinary escapades and adventures~

Alice/Mina - Definitely Mina, for various reasons including past experiences that I will not be detailing at this time :)

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#9 - "who finds stray animals and begs the other to let them keep them?"

Carlisle/Beau - It would be so easy for me to point at Beau... but Carlisle's the one who'd been picking up stray siblings here and there over time, so honestly both of them lol

Edward/Mike - Definitely Edward, because Mike isn't really the type to beg. If Mike wanted something, he'd find a way to deal with it himself. That's probably a weakness of his - not being able to ask for stuff purely for himself.

Rosalie/Elle - I have to go with Rose here. She might seem stand-offish at first, but she's actually quite open with Elle, and Elle is quite indulgent of her and takes good care of her, so...

Alice/Mina - Alice for sure. Like Mike, Mina isn't really the type to ask for stuff just for herself, though she's better than Mike on this point.

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#19 - "who clings to the other for comfort when they’re sad or scared?"

Carlisle/Beau - I have to choose Beau for this one. Beau isn't the type to cling to people to begin with (not for those reasons, at least)... but Carlisle is even less likely to do this, so Beau wins by default lol

Edward/Mike - Honestly... I don't feel like either of them do so either? Edward might cling as a joke, but if he had a serious problem, he's not like to do that. Mike isn't likely to cling even as a joke, honestly. However, once they became close enough, they'd be more willing.

Rosalie/Elle - I'd say both of them. Both of them are quite open with each other about feelings, affection, and general needs (even if Rosalie is notably more shy about it if other people are around).

Alice/Mina - Definitely Alice. Alice is that bubbly dramatic lady while Mina is more stable and stoic. That being said, if stuff was serious enough, Mina does open up to and seek comfort in Alice.

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#20 - "who is more ‘physically passionate’? (hugs, kisses, or maybe more…)"

Carlisle/Beau** - this requires an explanation, so skip down for that.

Edward/Mike - Edward, since he has energy pretty similar to Alice's energy, and Mike is more of a private type. That being said, if Mike wants something of this nature, he's not the type to shy away from it either (assuming the distant enough future, anyways).

Rosalie/Elle - Same as question #19, for the same reasons too~

Alice/Mina - Alice by default, since she's the energetic, dramatic, physically demonstrative type. Mina doesn't shy away from showing affection when Alice isn't joking around about it or when she needs it.

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So... #20 for Carlisle and Beau.

it depends - there are two inflection points (X and Y). For what it's worth, X is coming up fairly soon, but Y is quite some time away.

Phase 1 (Before Point X) - Beau Beau's quick to accept his unusual crush and general situation, even as he's trying to figure out what's going on. He doesn't hide much from those in the know and he's... uh... quite enthusiastic within the dreamscapes. However, this feels like a celebrity crush for Beau, so it's not hard for him to be open about it in his dreams. Carlisle doesn't interact with Beau often, but when he does, he tries to be as politely distant and neutral as the situation lets him be.

Phase 2 (Between Points X and Y) - Neither of them Point X is when Beau realizes that his attraction is likely not one-sided and far out-there as he assumed it was. He becomes kind of awkward about it, as a result. While he's cordial and open about the situation as they all try to understand what happened, he's very nervous because of the Point X realization and clams up notably. Carlisle is similar to Phase 1, but more open for the same reasons as Beau (trying to figure out what happened).

Phase 3 (After Point Y) - Carlisle In short, Point Y is a major 'thing' that permanently changes Carlisle's and Beau's situation. Carlisle accepts the new circumstance, initiates a courtship, and becomes more open and "physically affectionate" as time passes. Beau's not 'closed off' - he 'accepted' this suit and is informed, so he's fine with what's going on... but he's still in disbelief at first. He's cautiously optimistic, opening up more as time passes, but Carlisle would still be the more "physically affectionate" one.

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Not Your Average First Date (Male!Reader x Mike Monroe)

Requested by anonymous for a Mike fic where he and reader get really close after surviving the events of the game and end up getting together?

You could say your first real date with Mike Monroe was not a particularly ordinary one.

You had been friends before that, even if that friendship was tested to its limit by the events on Blackwood Mountain.

And it was hard to move past those events, particularly because of the nightmare right after the nightmare.

Namely, hours with the EMTs who took care of all of your injuries sustained through the night, and then hours after that spent recounting your stories over and over again for the police, kept separate from your friends.

ANd THEN, the months of media engagement hounding you for details about the Washington family, the disappearance of the twins and Josh, and ultimately keeping all this horror and trauma fresh in your mind.

It's hard to forget something happened when it keeps following you around.

So it isn't until around eight months after the night on Blackwood Mountain that you even see any of the friends in person again. Jessica and Mike broke up, as did Emily and Matt. Chris and Ashley got together but ultimately, it was such a horrible experience for everyone.

Mike had found it really hard to go back to college but forced himself back into work, but he got to you for some awkward tutoring sessions in which you both desperately tried to avoid even the most minor reference to Josh or the lodge or the sanatorium.

And one day you found a text from Mike waiting on your phone, asking if maybe you wanted to get lunch sometime.

It's been hard for all of you - something like what happened alienates you as much as it brings you together - your friends are the only people who could possibly understand you anymore, and what you've been through, but then again, they're reminders of what happened.

Mike's lost fingers are emblematic of this - when you meet again, you're both jumpy, but somehow... it's comforting. You're with someone who doesn't mind that you freeze and go unnaturally still when you hear a loud noise, that doesn't mind that you survey every exit in a room, secure as much as you can. And Mike appreciates the fact that he doesn't have to explain or see you looking at his fingers with macabre curiosity.

You spend almost an hour in near-total silence, the only sounds being you two eating. You pay your tab, and then sit in Mike's car, and words come tumbling out - talking about everything and nothing. What you've heard about the search for Josh, the achievements of your friends, the weird things you do now because you have nightmares about Wendigos every time you close your eyes.

You're not sure when your hand makes its way into Mike's, but by the end of the car ride, you're in his apartment and you're nearly in his lap, under a blanket.

"So... uh, I wanted to ask you something. I've been seeing a therapist, and uh, she thinks it's probably not the most healthy thing for me not to have any roommates. I'm kind of... on my own. Nobody else really... gets it, you know?"

And that was how Mike asked you to move in with him.

It's definitely not easy, but being able to acknowledge that you aren't crazy, that something freaky really happened up there, is such a comfort. The little behaviors Mike has developed are similar and different from yours, but there's very little need for explaining them, because you know exactly what it comes from, the thing you can't tell anyone else.

Mike initially means for you two to have your own separate bedrooms but it feels somehow safer to be in the same one, so with some moving, you just stick a bed on the opposite end.

And one night, maybe after a year of living together, Mike kisses you. You're not even sure why. There was some stupid boring show on, and Mike just turned to you, his arm around you, and moved in, and you moved towards him, and your lips met.

There's no fireworks, no blazing sunbeam illuminating you both. There's just a simple feeling of rightness - that this is what you both had been missing.

Things still aren't easy. There's nightmares, therapy, triggers. Real life getting in the way.

But somehow, the fact that Mike calls you stupid pet names like Puppyface or Sparkles or Honeybunch and the knowledge that you get to rest your head on his strong chest and hear his heart beat any time you want makes it feel just a little bit better.

#mike monroe x reader #mike monroe x male reader #x reader #x male reader #until dawn x reader #until dawn x male reader #until dawn headcanons #headcanons

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stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale · 3 years

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Why do you hate Kenny so much? No hate, I don’t like him either. I'm curious for your reasons :3

Ugh, Kenny... okay.

So, when I say I hate Kenny, I am more so referring to S2 Kenny above S1 Kenny. I don’t love S1 Kenny, either, but compared to his S2 counterpart, he’s much more tolerable... though that’s not saying much. He’s still an annoying bastard most of the time in S1 unless you kiss his ass, but...

Look, I get it. Kenny from a storytelling and character standpoint is interesting. He goes through a whole bunch of bullshit, he has a fantastic voice actor who can really sell him, he’s an important character for two seasons and that leaves a lot of room for him to grow.... and if you love him, cool. I’m not here to judge you or tell you ya can’t love him-- I’m not an asshole.

What I don’t get, though, are the ride-or-die Kenny stans who act like Kenny has never done anything wrong ever, or that if he does do something bad, there’s always an excuse for it.

What’s even more annoying is that there’s always an excuse for Kenny when he behaves badly, but if another character does something similar and they share a similar trauma to him? Everyone says “fuck you” to that character, but for Kenny, it’s “No, you just don’t get it, Kenny’s been through so much trauma and pain and he lost his family--”

There’s always an excuse for Kenny, y’know?

And I’ll be honest... I don’t get it.

To me, Kenny’s a prick who refuses to compromise for the better of the group that he treats like shit, he’s uncomfortably possessive of Clementine and AJ, and he’s dangerous. By the time I get to ep5 of S2, I wanna get as far away from him as fucking possible. I don’t want him around Clementine and AJ, and I sure as hell don’t want him raising them-- I don’t care what ANF says, that “nice” Kenny is just a glorified fanservice version of Kenny, not the Kenny that’s portrayed in S2.

And yeah, I hear you-- “No! Kenny isn’t a prick! Everything he does, he does for Clementine and AJ! He loves them and would never hurt them on purpose! He’s lost everything, including his family! It’s everyone else that sucked!”

Uh-huh, and I argue that Kenny doesn’t give a shit about anyone that doesn’t directly benefit him, or aren’t his family or Clementine and AJ, two children that he clings onto in such an uncomfortable manner it’s... ugh.

Seriously, if he cared about the group and their survival, he’d be willing to compromise but no, it’s always his way or fuck you. No, Clementine is staying here, fuck you. No, we’re escaping even if we don’t have a plan and it gets half of us killed, fuck you. No, we’re going to Wellington even though it might be bullshit and we literally have no food left to keep AJ alive but there’s baby formula back at Howe’s, fuck you.

And if Clementine doesn’t side with him? He gets so fucking angry with her, yelling that he needed her back there and she embarrassed him in front of everyone and he outta slap her for talkin’ the way she does and I just--

And then don’t even get me started with the whole Sarita thing. Like, she only exists to die so that Kenny can go through this shit again. And I get it, I’d be pissed, too. And really, Bonnie’s the dumbass who thought it’d be a good idea for Clementine to go over there while Kenny’s armed and grieving.

But the thing is Kenny blames EVERYTHING on the 11-year-old. I’m sorry, Kenny, but uh... Where were you? No really, when Sarita was wandering and got bit, you were nowhere in sight. Where were you? Is that it? Do you feel better blaming the literal child for what happened rather than look at your role?

Now, to his credit, Kenny DOES actually apologize for his behavior here and it feels sincere... however, that apology doesn’t do much when he doesn’t get better and grow from it.

In fact, the last time I replayed S2, I was playing with the random number generator-- RNG. Well, because of this, I was unable to convince Kenny to rejoin the group when they’re all camping.

And do you know what happens when Kenny doesn’t rejoin the group?

Y’know when Mike offers Arvo some booze, and Arvo has a breakdown because he’s suffering from the loss of his sister and being forced at gunpoint to lead this group to a hideout with food, and the group tie him up in the cold and leave him?

Yeah, Kenny comes over and beats Arvo unconscious.

Why?

He was making noise.

...I don’t care what you think of Arvo, and I don’t care what excuse you have for Kenny’s behavior here-- It isn’t enough, and I want to get Clem and AJ the hell away from him.

“But Kenny would never do that to Clem or AJ--”

That’s not good enough. His solution to a kid crying because he’s in pain is to knock him unconscious because he’s being noisy. And then he wonders why Arvo was so desperate to leave and even willing to shoot Clementine.

Look, I don’t like Arvo either, but really? Kenny constantly abusing this kid is fucked but because it’s Arvo, everyone’s like “Well...”

I can’t with S2 Kenny. Again, if you understand that Kenny’s behavior isn’t justified and still love him because he’s a fascinating character study? Great! And I mean that sincerely! I’m happy that you enjoy his character arc over the two seasons. I wish I could, too, but he makes me miserable every time I go back to S2.

He’s dangerous, he’s scary, and in my opinion, the ending where Clementine and AJ walk out into the woods with him is the worst ending you can get. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to diss anyone who sees that as their canon ending, but that’s just how I feel.

Honestly, I could probably write an entire fucking essay on all my gripes with S2 Kenny but I just don’t have the time or energy right now. Maybe one day I’ll do a deep dive into Kenny and share all my personal feelings but for right now...

In conclusion, the reasons I have for disliking Kenny the way I do are personal and based on my experience playing these games over the years. My opinion of him has not gotten better, only worse.

#asks #twdg kenny #twdg clementine #twdg sarita #twdg aj #twdg arvo #twdg bonnie

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0aurelion-sol0 · 3 years

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To be honest... This whole script thingy is so suspicious to me.

Somehow some anonymous decided to read the script of Stranger Things Season 3, the most divisive and complex season to date which was about bad communication, unhealthy relationships, complex and vague situation of Mike and El's relationship. The same script who had tons of elements pointing to something much deeper between Mike and Will. The same script pointing out the issues that are happening with Mike's sexuality AND El's vision of her relationship. The same script who clearly is telling us now, upfront that Will IS gay by the same character who has been so confusing about his own sexuality this season.

And somehow...

Everything about those elements dissapeared from the script right after the anonymous reported it.

Like...

Unless someone reads the metas of somebody and saw the original script and wanted to read it or wanted to write a meta.

WHO THE FUCK READS A SCRIPT ?!

It's so weird. And I seriously doubt that they now would change the script after what 2 or 3 years when the season 4 script is already done and they are currently still filming.

They filmed with that script and with all of those elements that was inside that script which was clearly shown in the scenes that were filmed.

It would have been different if it was posted right after the original one. But the original script has been on the internet for a long time.

Apparently they removed the fact that El and Will were both disgusted by Mike's burp but...

WE SEE THAT THEY ARE DISGUSTED IN THAT SCENE! There is even a close-up on their face when it happens.

We see Mike's confused face after El kisses him and leaves.

I don't trust it, I DO not trust it.

And right after that there is a supposed "leak" of a season 4 script.

All that is too convenient.

And after that I want to say, can we please stop freaking out the minute something doesn't go our way and take a moment to just analyze what that information might be ? This fandom is always on edge about everything.

First and foremost, you have CANON which is the TV Show and unless we are delusional which we are not because those elements that dissapeared are still in the show.

I just rewatched it. IT'S STILL THERE.

Can we leave pessimism behind ?

Everytime it's doubt, doubt, FREAKING OUT, sadness and maybe "something else because we don't think it's gonna be canon or for some other stupid reason".

It's nothing new at this point and I don't want to fall into that state of mind again. Let's just leave it behind.

Can we just be positive and just allow ourselves to think about the many possibilities that the show can offer to us ? (Or even the world ? 🙂)And just take the CANON as the main source rather than some leaks or mysterious script changes that doesn't really change anything or align with the canon.

Considering how many people likes to fuck with people by making fake scripts, videos or teasers, I would be extremely cautious when something like that happens. We had one thing that was similar last year.

I mean Season 2 scripts aren't changed and we KNOW which relationship season 2 explored.

So please, just stay calm and stop freaking out on something that is probably not that important. And if anything they probably want to go for a twist-twist if they did change anything. (They probably could have seen that the fandom picked upon that and didn't want that but even than why? WHY would they market Byler so much after season 3 on twitter AND instagram ?)

And no matter what nothing is really impactful as the whole fandom has already seen the original script.

And besides I think it's already been confirmed by Shawn Levy that the original script that was posted IS the true script of Season 3 so NO this whole thing is probably just someone messing with the fandom again.

Edit:

While it's been a long time and I'm sorry I couldn't have edited this sooner, the person who asked questions and reported about these leaks and script changes wasn't ill motivated or part of the ST crew. He was just worried and was questioning what was happening exactly. He also happened to have stumbled on toxic ST fans and Mileven fans who wanted to cause trouble and were also people who are known to be @kaypeace21 haters. They also compared to Trump.

So yeah, the anonymous person wasn't trying to cause problems. He was genuinely worried.

So don't harass or be mean to that person if you know them.

#byler #will byers #mike wheeler #stranger things #eleven hopper #jane hopper #stranger things season 3 #stranger things season three #stranger things season four #stranger things season 4

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justanotherlifeff · 3 years

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Levi Ackerman × reader

Genre: Angst, Hurt/comfort, Fluff, matured themes, slowburn

Warning: There's mentions and descriptions of underage rape and suicidal themes and self harm and other triggering stuff.

(Y/N) POV

The wind made my hair fly vigorously. It has gotten longer and I probably will have to cut it. I'll ask Levi if he prefers it long or not. I could see the wall in the distance as we galloped towards it. Wall Rose, our home. The winter was almost over, the snow will melt by the next month. As soon as we give the news of our success in eradicating all titans in Wall Maria, the refugees would start preparing to go back. That would take about a month and everyone would start moving out by spring.

A month will also be required for the Garrison to start cleaning the bodies out. They would do it as soon as we bring the news of success. The two teams that were surveying the inner walls reached near Trost in formation as soon as we were near the door. "You all wait a second. I'll take a briefing from them." I told my squad before going towards the survey corps squad. Being the squad leader of one of the four commanding squads gave me a certain amount of power in the scout regiment.

[Author's note: The ranking of the survey corps is pretty vague, so I made my own version. Before Erwin's death, Levi was the captain, Hanji was the section commander, Mike Zacharias and Dita ness were two high rank squad leaders. The four of them made the commanding squads, the squads that held a certain amount of power over all other squads. Levi and Hanji's ranking held a similar amount of power, only, Hanji was Erwin's successor to commander and Erwin's right hand. Levi held the same amount of power on other squads as Hanji but he wasn't Erwin's successor. Mike Zacharias and Dita ness held equal power on other squads as eachother but less than Hanji and Levi. Now, Hanji is commander but Levi is still captain. Hanji didn't choose a section commander yet, so there are three remaining high rank squad leaders including (Y/N).]

"Oi! How are things here? Any deaths or titans spotted?" I asked the squad leader. "No Squad leader (Y/N). No titans were spotted and no one died. It seems like all of them were killed in the last expedition." The squad leader replied. "Good. I'll be off then." I told him before returning to my squad. The lifts were already lowered. I led my horse to the horse lift and stepped in the other one with my squad. We will be going back to Wall Maria and beyond the walls soon. Maybe we would get to see the ocean that Armin talked about. There were so many possibilities even if the entire world was our enemy.

The people of Trost welcomed us in. I was happy to give them the news that I just got from the squad outside the wall. I gave my squad the permission to do whatever they wanted for now before travelling towards the Capital Mitras to give the supreme commander the news of no enemy being spotted in Shiganshina. It was highly unlikely that the others would spot any enemy either. I reached Mitras at night to find that Levi, Hanji and Mikasa were there too. We all reached at the same time. As I got down from my horse at the stable, Levi approached me. "(Y/N), I need to talk to you in private." he told me, giving a brief look towards Mikasa and Hanji, who were also at the stable.

"Well, we will go report to the supreme commander. I'll tell him you two will be there shortly." Hanji briefly told Levi after I nodded at him. Levi took me behind the stable in an empty corridor and before I could say anything, he kissed me. I didn't hesitate kissing back either because I missed him. I wish I didn't have to face Uncle Erwin alone. After a somewhat long and passionate kiss, Levi broke it and touched his forehead on mine, our eyes still closed. "I was worried." he muttered. I understood how he felt. He wasn't too good with words but I knew how he felt.

"I'm here. I'll always be here" I whispered to him. To that, he pulled me in a tight hug. The warmth of his hug made me struggle to keep myself from falling asleep while standing because I was exhausted. I didn't get any sleep on the wall as I was constantly worried about getting ambushed. After all, I made a promise. "Levi, I'll tall asleep if you hug me any longer. I'm really tired." I muttered to him and he pulled away. "Well, let's report to Zackly." Levi answered to that and we headed towards the building.

The supreme commander seemed happy with our reports and even offered us wine which we politely declined. We had to get back to Farlan and just go home to take some rest. Levi offered that we could take a wagon in case if I felt too tired but I avoided it as I had no intention to sleep on a hard piece of wood and every intention to pass out on a comfy bed with Levi's arms around me. By the time we reached Trost with Farlan, it was dawn. We knew that we would get a day off and I ordered my squad to look after Farlan for a while so that Levi and I could get our well deserved rest. The month passed quicker than expected. The survey corps and Garrison declared Wall Maria to be titan free.

The Garrison was in charge of cleaning up the mess of Shiganshina and repairing all housing. Whatever remains left of the fallen soldiers in Shiganshina were collected and given a mass burial back in the army burials of Capital Mitras. Everyone got a combined headstone. Uncle Erwin's body was also recovered and as the 13th commander of the survey corps, he received a separate grave. I finally had the chance to give Uncle Erwin a proper funeral.

Many civilians showed up at the funeral, a rather modest one without much arrangements for food or refreshments. They didn't care though. He was that one person that made many notable achievements for humanity...or just our kingdom of Paradis. We wouldn't have known that we weren't alone, the extent of how strong our enemies are without his help. The entire survey corps were there, along with many from the Garrison and some from the military police, all in their uniform. Only civilians dressed in black. The funeral went through the standard army procedure, we all saluted to the great man who attained the respect of all his comrades.

After the army procedure was done, everyone was allowed to come forward and speak a few words about Uncle Erwin. Historia was the first to go as queen. She mentioned how Uncle Erwin allowed her to land the final blow on Rod Reiss, her father. How he was concerned but believed in her. The Supreme commander went next and told of his experience on dealing with the cunning commander. How Uncle Erwin never failed to impress him and how he thought Uncle Erwin was a very interesting man. Pixis was called after that and he did something that I never expected.

"Erwin Smith was a man who I knew I could trust as we saw eye to eye on most matters. He helped me out in various occasions and I don't think I have quiet paid the debt back. You see, many years back, I found out that I had a daughter. A man needs some release at times and I made the mistake of going underground for it. I didn't know about her till it was too late. She was found at an underground brothel, almost sold off, during a survey corps raid. I think all of you have a fair idea about who I am talking about at this point.

Yes, (Y/N), also known as the strongest woman in humanity, though that title brings serious doubts now given that there are people living in the world besides us, she is my daughter. I could've taken her back then but seeing how much of a terrible father I have been, I decided she would be better off in a family. I was wrong and everyone knows the rest. I never intended for her to find out about me but she did and I decided I should face reality instead of trying to hide behind the walls I made for myself. As the commander of the Garrison, I do have the tendency of not crossing the walls. Erwin took really good care of (Y/N) when I wasn't present. The (L/N) couple were a good fit for her but as much as I know, (Y/N) spent more time with Erwin, training, reading... Erwin helped her grow as a person, something that I should have done. I'm always going to be thankful towards Erwin for taking care of my daughter and there was no way to pay him back. That's all." he said.

Levi POV

I personally was surprised by the fact that Pixis came clean about (Y/N) in front of the public. Did he drink too much? He must have drank too much. (Y/N) looked equally as surprised as I did. The reporters from the newspapers had a new glint to their eyes. We would have to deal with their shit after the programme is over. Thankfully, Hanji, who was in charge of arranging the programme, got the situation under control and gave Nile Dok a chance on the stage. No one really cared about his cadet corps days with Erwin after what Pixis mentioned. It was Hanji's turn after him and then it was my turn. I got up, went to the stage and started talking.

"Erwin Smith found me when I was in a very shitty position in life. He took me in the military, helped me get a better life. I can't be thankful enough for that. He was a man who never thought a second time before throwing away lives for humanity as we knew back then, but perhaps, if he didn't become a demon among the normal people, we wouldn't have known the truth of the world now. I personally decided that it was time for him to rest that day in Shiganshina because we pushed the man into becoming a ruthless soldier, someone who wasn't allowed to have feelings. I knew how hard that was after I met my wife. He didn't deserve it, no, we didn't deserve a man like him." I ended my speech before returning to my seat next to (Y/N). It was her turn now. I gave her a reassuring look as she headed towards the stage. The crowd, as well as the reporters seemed much more eager about listening to her speech.

"Well, I had a speech written down but seems like I won't be using that. Commander Pixis stated how my childhood was already and I wouldn't comment much on that but I would definitely say that Erwin Smith, the man who was like a father figure to me, made me see hope in this cruel world countless times. He trained me to defend myself, he introduced me to my love towards reading, he was the reason I kept on living after everything was taken from me. He might not be alive today but his memories live on. The day I saw his dead body for the first time, I realized that the body was only a proof that he lived. What mattered most was his contribution towards all of our lives, specially mine." (Y/N) stated, her face etched into a light frown but stoic nonetheless.

The other speeches were dull and uninteresting. That was until a civilian mentioned that his brother, someone who died on the mission to retake wall Maria, had felt how Erwin felt during the 57th expedition. I remembered that one, I gave him Petra's batch after he lost his friend trying to recover another friend's body.

"Levi, you couldn't have had his friend's batch." (Y/N) mentioned in a low tone beside me. "Yes I know." I answered, curious about why she seemed angry. "I saw you take Petra's batch. Was that her's?" (Y/N) asked, her tone sounding more sad than angry. "Yes. It was her's. Are you okay?" I asked (Y/N), concerned about her. "Why did you take her batch? You told me you didn't have feelings for her..." (Y/N) muttered, looking down at her hands. "(Y/N), I didn't have feelings for her. I never did and never will do. I felt guilty that the last conversation I had with her was the one where I rejected her. I felt like I should have changed her squad instead of giving her a chance. I thought about changing her squad too. I felt like she died because of me and I needed to give her father something that belonged to her. Something other than her dead body. That's all there was to it." I explained. "Oh" she answered, with a hint of smile on her face. She still didn't regret her death did she?

One Month later

The refugees returned to their newly repaired and cleaned homes in Wall Maria. Farlan was three months old now and if we thought his crying was bad enough before, it was like living in hell now. I was always used to 3 hours of sleep a day but now, even I get sleep deprived. I'm never having children again. (Y/N) always manages to calm him down but the woman needs some sleep too. I feel bad for her sometimes and try to take care of Farlan but he keeps shrieking like a banshee. God knows what the fuck I do wrong. The expedition outside wall Maria was coming soon enough and my table was filled with stacks of paperwork.

Hanji was kind enough to give (Y/N) a comparatively less amount after she got baby sitting duty when (Y/N) and I had to go and talk to the nobles about expedition budget. Apparantly being the strongest soldiers among Eldians gave us some benefits. Other than that, we recently found out that (Y/N) had a talent of managing people. She probably got that from Pixis. This was discovered when (Y/N) was being interviewed by the newspaper reporters about the revelation by Pixis. (Y/N) answered their questions on point and as short and informatively as possible, without letting out too much or making it seem too mysterious thus getting rid of all the sudden public attention.

Hanji decided that she should go talk to those filthy nobles after that and I, of course, volunteered to go with her as I didn't want anyone else hitting on what's mine. We still lived at Trost, making an hour long travel to Shiganshina everyday, with (Y/N) strapping Farlan to her while going to work. She hated leaving Farlan out of sight except when we are in bed, which isn't happening too often as he seems to start shrieking every time (Y/N) leaves him alone. I understood why she did that though. She just wanted to make sure Farlan has the best childhood and is always cared for. That woman is the perfect mother. I'm not too sure about myself. The new headquarters were at Shiganshina, making it easier to travel out. The expedition was to take place next week.

One week Later

(Y/N) POV

We were standing on top of the wall, the lifts lowering our horses. Only the two special operations squads and Hanji were going on this expedition as no titans were spotted outside of the wall. Both Hanji and I had a theory that all the titans were already inside Wall Maria and we took care of them. Everyone except Levi and Hanji seemed excited to finally leave Wall Maria, and that included me even if I didn't show it off. Uncle Erwin's formation technique would be used so that we could avoid any titan, if any came into view. The plan for now was to go to the end of the island to ensure Eren's father's information were right or not. There must be the so called ocean at the end of the land. The plan after that was eradicating any remaining titan that were on this island and creating a base near the ocean so that Marleyans couldn't throw more titans in here.

Hanji was right. We didn't encounter any titan on our way. Just one which wasn't able to move. "That's one of our compatriots. Someone who'd been sent to 'heaven'. We're close. I'm sure of it." Eren stated before following Levi and galloping forward. After travelling a small distance, we came across a wall. A man made wall. "This is where the Eldians were turned into Titans." Eren stated again. We trotted past it and saw something that was utterly unbelievable. A huge blue wherever my eyes went. Water everywhere. As if it didn't have an end. This was the ocean.

Everyone was already in the ocean. My squad, Sasha, Connie and Jean were playing in the water. Armin stood in the water, looking at something near his feet while Eren was looking at the horizon. Mikasa was struggling to take her shoes off. Hanji was already experimenting and I was tempted to join her. However, it could be dangerous... "Woahhhh! Is this really all salt water?! Huh?! I see something!" she exclaimed and that was enough to catch my attention. I swiftly got my shoes off and went towards her. "What is it?" I asked her, curiosity clear on my face.

"Watch out, both of you. Don't touch it. It could be poisonous." Levi voiced my concerns. I wasn't going to touch it anyway. While Hanji fiddled with some black weird things, I looked over at Eren and the others. Mikasa and Armin were smiling but Eren had a melancholic expression. "I'll be back." I told Hanji and Levi and walked towards the trio. Mikasa and Eren were good friends, specially Mikasa. Armin was more of an intellectual competition to me but he had my respect too after everything that happened.

"And on the other side of the ocean is freedom. That's what I always believed. But I was wrong. It's enemies that are on the other side of the ocean. This is exactly as I saw in my old man's memories. Right? Those enemies on the other side of here, if we kill them all, does that mean we'll be free?" I overheard Eren. "They took everything from me too. I'd kill them at the first chance I get. We will have freedom and justice." I spoke from behind Eren. Eren chuckled at that and said, "You're the last person I expected to hear that from.". " Why is that?" I asked him, confused. "Well, I thought you didn't care about things like freedom or people." he answered.

"Well, seems like you were wrong. I would kill anyone who tries to harm my child. I would try my best to protect Levi. I do care. I cared about Uncle Erwin and I will help Levi keep his promise to kill that ape." I answered, my eyes murderous. "Uh.. I thought we were having fun?" Armin meeked in, looking slightly intimidated. So much for the colossal titan. "Yes, I'll leave you to that, I answered before going back to Levi. He didn't get into the water. Clean freak... I held his hand as I looked into the horizon. When he looked at me and raised an eyebrow, I gave him a smile and squeezed his arm. He awarded me with a smirk before looking at the horizon himself. We looked at our squads having fun. This was only a calm before the storm but I, (Y/N) Ackerman, can tell you that I have never been happier.

To be continued in your imagination....

Taglist: @reality-is-often-disappointing, @kingtamakimurder

#levi x reader #levi attack on titan #levi aot #shingeki no kyoujin levi #levi x fem!reader #levi×reader #captain levi #levi ackerman

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