𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙾 , 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙼𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙰𝙷 ! #bikewheel. an independent and highly selective roleplay blog for mike wheeler from stranger things . billy blogs dni please . written by mak ( she / they , 26 , est , gemini ) . basic rules apply ; don’t be gross .
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first things first , i am mutual - exclusive and highly selective in who i write with for the sake of my own comfort and sanity . i tend to prioritize interacting with people i already know from my main blog for comfortability reasons .
i won’t write with nor will be following any blogs of billy hargrove .
literally don’t be gross . any sort of sexualization of minors , phobic or bigotry behavior will absolutely never be tolerated . this is a pro - callout blog , as protecting our community from harmful behavior is never drama and i stand by that wholeheartedly .
while i don’t own mike’s character , i do own any headcanons you see on this blog so please don’t take or use for inspiration without at least asking first !
speaking of headcanons , a big thing to be noted about my portrayal is that i write mike as genderfluid , and uses all ( he / she / they ) pronouns . while i don’t mind you using he/him , i do very much appreciate mixing it up and acknowledging this part of my interpretation of mike <3
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i love duplicates ! let’s love our chaotic son together <3
i’m open to shipping , but only with other muses who are within his age range , and such ships must have conduct that is age appropriate . i don’t ship mlvn - platonic elmike ftw <3
idk what i hc as mike’s sexuality yet - but he’s definitely not straight . straight mike truthers dni
smut and sexual themes will never be present here , but other dark themes will be due to the nature of the show . major triggers are tagged , but otherwise follow at your own discretion .
most importantly : have fun <3 my activity ic and ooc fluctuates wildly so just keep that in mind when interacting :) feel free to IM me anytime for plotting or ooc nonsense !
“ you think i'm jealous? " there’s no control of it, the shit - eating grin that curves onto your lips. amusement is always quick to reside in you, but especially when it comes to him. he's quick - tempered and even faster to attempt and usually fail to defend his case. it reminds you, uneasily, of someone you used to know. a name you search for and fall short. you had fun poking and prodding all of his buttons too. " you wanna know what i think, michael? and this is me coming to you as a very honest man. " an arm will go around @bikewheel‘s shoulder, leveling yourself with him to peer at through big lenses. “ i think, i really don’t know who you want to kiss outta the two of us, but you’re just making yourself look really stupid. “ an endearing pat against his cheek and you withdraw yourself from him, amusement still all too alight on features. “ is it me though? i wouldn’t blame you, mikey. i do have that effect! “
THERE IS NO WAY THAT THIS LITTLE SHIT IS SERIOUS . the scowl embedded onto features seeks permanence along freckled skin , forever indebted to the annoying ways that richie tozier seeks to make mike’s life a living hell . much like now , with an offending arm slipping uncomfortably around bony shoulders and definitely being far too close for comfort . he shoots the other with a menacing glare , pursed lips opening and closing a few times before an aggravated grunt puffs at his cheeks . “ no , i don’t wanna kiss you . fucking gross , dude . ” a slight shove accompanies the sharp punctuation of his retort ; it’s a meek attempt at dislodging themselves , which proves uneventful since richie seems to cling to him like some sort of magnet anyway . mike swears he’s doing this shit on purpose . “ what would make you think that i did ?! ”
“ that’s not what i was gonna ask. ” the thing is , he’s right. it was the facet of max mayfield that always drove her mother crazy. how she could read people like a book and see the true person behind the flesh. how many of her mom’s boyfriend’s had she called out for their toxic ways only for her mom to realize she had been right not long after ? meeting mike and will and dustin and lucas –– it wasn’t the front they put on that drew her to them , but what she saw underneath. and with mike , sure she gave him shit constantly , but it was because she cared. pretty twisted way to say you care about someone but still. “ you really need to work on your mind reading mike. ” bad joke , not even she herself laughed at the poor delivery. sitting beside him , hands offering out a paper plate with a slice of pizza in the middle , brows raise as if hopeful that the peace offering would suffice. that maybe , maybe he would open up ? “ i just wanted to bring you a slice before lucas and dustin devoured the whole thing. ”
IT DOESN’T TAKE MUCH FOR MIKE’S MOOD TO TURN SOUR THESE DAYS . the deeply - embedded scowl is practically carved unto flesh , a permanent fixation that reflects the profound heartache that mike dares not to unpack further than its existence at surface level . in turn , their reluctance leads to unexpected outbursts , akin to the venom lacing his tongue as it displaces itself onto max ; his next undeserving victim . “ yeah well , if only i could . ” TONE SHARP , CUTTING STRAIGHT TO THE CORE . mike sucks in an uneasy breath , as if the action itself will clear his muddled thoughts , somehow . yet all he can focus on is the way the phone had rang and rang and rang earlier , with no clear end in sight ( forever haunted by the monotonous voice that seemed to now replace his best friend / the caller you are trying to reach is unavailable --- ) a frustrated groan quickly takes its place , and mike snatches up the slice with purpose , practically shoving it into his mouth . “ thanks ----- at least you give a shit . ” unlike the others .
@bikewheel· asked: ❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜ accepting.
the atmosphere feels different than it has since mike had gotten here. the overbearing tension and even more overwhelming sadness that will had felt. it’s still there, dormant, awaiting for its moment to rise again. not now, will thinks. he’s not sad right now. not entirely. maybe, maybe a little stressed about everything with eleven. his mom being away at the worst of times, agents holding up in their living room. worries for another time when he isn’t sitting in his room with mike wheeler. it’s a selfish thought to have, makes his stomach twist uncomfortably, that this is all he’s wanted since mike got here. to be spending time with just him. then mike’s speaking and will lifts his head to look at him. there’s a glisten of confusion in his gaze that seems to light when he focuses on them, a gentle smile on his lips. “ yeah, of course i do. “ it’s a core memory. one of his favorites. the day that he had stopped being so alone. “ why do you ask? “
MIKE HAD UNDERESTIMATED JUST HOW CONFLICTED HE WOULD BE . sat upon the edge of the bed , reunited with his best friend , someone who he undoubtedly couldn’t live without . time and distance had made sure to sink its sharp claws into the hollows of his chest , making every missed call during the last six months that much more painful . mike should feel angry , or upset at the very least , yet none of those rotten feelings ever decide to manifest . instead , mike zeroes in on the way he feels lighter , somehow . as if they were sliding back into place , aligning with what their dynamic was always supposed to be : mike and will , against all odds . it had been written in the stars ever since the day they met . “ nothing , i just ----- ” a breathy laugh breezes past his lips , mirroring will’s grin as it slides easily onto freckled cheeks . their gazes catch for a brief moment , the warmth of his eyes reflecting the fondness of the memory as mike reminisces on that very special day . “ the last time i brought it up , the mindflayer had you --- i didn’t know if you’d remember what i said or anything . ”
THE RHYTHMIC BEEPING OF THE MONITORS ECHO AMONGST THE SILENCE , its source of noise now a mere backdrop to mike’s unsteady breathing , the drab and forlorn décor surrounding max’s bedside making the space feel that much more suffocating . mike was never a fan of hospitals . their sharp , sterile scent and vacant walls fill him with an unnamable sense of dread . they remember what it had felt being with will in the lab , what felt like ages was only a few years ago , and the similar bout of anxiety rears its ugly head as mike squirms in their seat besides max’s motionless figure . her palm is cool and clammy against his own , and they squeeze for good measure , as if she could understand their thoughts through touch alone .
“ max ? ” a small , broken whisper dissipates into the background , barely audible amongst the noise of the medical equipment . it’s useless , mike knows : but they were never one to give up so easily , stubbornness a fatal flaw of his own that mike wears proudly . and perhaps there is a reason for it , as dark eyes grow with bewilderment at the sight of max stirring , ever fleeting . did mike’s eyes deceive them ? surely not , as their breath catches at the suddenness of max croaking out a response for the first time in weeks .
@starskatr : ❛ mike --- is it really you? ❜
TIME STANDS FROZEN , AND MIKE FORGETS TO BREATHE . inhale , exhale , repeat . is this really happening ? a part of mike feels a sudden wave of guilt , that it’s him of all the party who greets her on this side of the living and not lucas . but the thought is quick to dissolve in favor of an overwhelming sense of relief . the lines of his shoulders drop amid this euphoric sensation , watery gaze brimmed with crimson as the tears threaten to spill down the sharp curve of his cheeks . max is here , alive , awake .
“ oh my god , max ?! ” THE GRIP UPON HER HAND TIGHTENS , and mike is holding onto her as if this moment is temporary , like she will fall back into a dark , slumbering abyss if not for the vice - like grip that grounds her to reality . no , they can’t lose her again , not when it was his fault that this happened to her in the first place . they’re trembling , visibly so , mike’s tattered appearance only emphasizing the frantic tone of his voice . “ yeah , it’s me . it’s mike . you’re at the hospital . can you hear me ? ” are you okay ?
happy saturday , one point of my canon divergence is that i am having mike keep his super curly hair <3 we do not perceive it being wavy, nah, this boy got BOUNCE
headcanon and meta time : mike and his relationship with himself and with love in general
i want to preface with this that i am trying my best to explain this in the most clear way possible !! so please bear with me and also ask questions if something doesn’t make sense .
what’s important to note is that mike has severe, cripping self esteem and self worth issues. these issues had stemmed pretty much all throughout his childhood, being in a household that did not express much outward love and also being the target of bullying pretty much his entire life. mike has never really thought of himself as much of anything, just some nerd who doesn’t have much to contribute to the world or to relationships. this lost feeling is something he has constantly and consistently been fighting against and he really yearns to just feel normal. because mike? he is anything but normal. and in a town like hawkins, if you aren’t normal, you are most certainly an outcast.
let’s move on to his relationship with el. knowing what i mentioned about his self worth, and how he wants to feel needed by the person he loves, their relationship is not entirely healthy. first, we see that el doesn’t need him in the way that he yearns for (at least, not anymore, as the seasons progressed and she came more into her own over time). there is a consistency in their romantic relationship that kinda feeds off each other’s insecurities?? like, mike can’t give her the love that she needs, and el can’t need him in the way that he wants. there is always this constant pressure put between them that makes it difficult for either of them to heal in the way they need to as well. and i mean, yes, mike absolutely does love el ! of course he does ! but in the same breath, el is also mike’s pillar of “normalcy” that he clings to, and as finn has insinuated in multiple interviews about mike just wanting to be a normal teenager. i associate their romantic relationship with “normal”, this concept that mike has never really known because his whole life he was bullied. he is an outcast, and that fact is incredibly lonely, and the concept of being normal is so inviting even if that isn’t what he actually wants. their romantic relationship is almost like a crutch for him so that , no matter what , he can still have this normal life that is expected of him to have.
but here’s the thing, mike isn’t normal. he doesn’t really understand himself or acknowledge this until the byers move away to california. he’s always kinda fought with these internal thoughts and battles but never truly acknowledged what they were until the sources (read: both el and will) are no longer in the picture. mike isn’t normal because he is queer and genderfluid. and yeah leading up to s3, i do think mike experiences internalized homophobia, but he is not aware of his own feelings at this time nor does he realize that he’s projecting onto others. it doesn’t manifest into reality for him until the time between s3 and s4, where he befriends the local “freak” eddie , who leads the dnd club , and for once mike actually feels like he belongs somewhere. that his differences don’t ostracize and isolate him, but can actually be empowering when surrounded with the right group of people. mike actually, at this point, knows that he’s queer and is actually okay with it. he embraces being the outcast, actually. he doesn’t care about being cool like lucas does, he’s really starting to branch out at this time to embrace this new side of himself, as we can see with him kinda “mirroring” eddie a bit in his aesthetic choices?? it looks to me more of an idolization than anything, which is telling. eddie makes it seem okay to be different to mike, and he is starting to believe that it is okay. and that crutch of normalcy begins to crumble.
mike is not out, obviously, but he has come to terms with his own feelings at this time. it causes a strain on his relationship with el, his “normalcy”, and its why they have so many issues in s4 and he can’t say i love you. not that he doesn’t love her, but rather, this relationship isn’t what he wants, or what he needs anymore. it isn’t meant for them to have. its why we see mike swing wildly from being attached at the hip to el, vs him not even acknowledging she exists. it can be scary to let go of something that brought you a lot of safety and security. without it, mike will have a hard time hiding from the truth yknow? its all so very conflicting for him. thats why its so frustrating when mike tries to confide in will about this in a roundabout way, and will wanting to inspire him to stay with her, that it just cycles back into this unhealthy loop between mike and el. truly, this normalcy is a crutch for mike that he keeps going back to when things get hard, or scary, or sad. it’s gonna be the hardest habit for him to break and to fully embrace himself in his entirety.
in conclusion, mike is very much queer and genderfluid and has these feelings inside that while he not ashamed of, he does however have a hard time accepting and expressing them when the normalcy he is used to brings way too much comfort and mike is so incredibly scared and resistant to change.
@racointeur / will byers : ❝ i’m right here. i’m always here right in front of you but you never see me! ❞
“ what ? no , will . . . ? what’re you ----- ? ” NO , THEY CAN’T BE DOING THIS . NOT AGAIN . the process repeats like a sick , unrelenting nightmare : the curtailing venom injected into speech becoming far too normalized for their own good . what ever had happened to the gentle assurance and fleeting touches and whispered promises of loyal protection ? gone are the days where mike and will were once soft in each other’s light . all that remains are bitter absolutions disguising the confliction buried right down to the marrow . their fights are naught but a contorted reflection of their own inner turmoil , one that broods in the pit of denial . it leaves their foundation fractured at the core , and mike is often the catalyst for the earthquakes that threaten to shatter it ; and now those lithe , slender fingers are deadly as they sink into the sharp flesh of will’s shoulder , a desperate sort of beckoning in an attempt keep them tethered . “ that’s not true ! c’mon , you and i both know that ! will , don’t be like this , please . ”
OH , BUT IT’S TOO LATE NOW , ISN’T IT MIKE ? it may seem that those steely hazel eyes have finally lost their luster , yet mike is challenging the fault lines that separate them so . the ache that had taken root in his chest blooms exponentially , grating beneath ribcage as they regard their best friend fully . ( i was the cause of this , i made him cry , how horrible of a person can i possibly be for allowing this to happen ? ) the lump in his throat wedges right against vocal cords , the only noise daring to escape pitching just barely above a whisper . “ i - i’m sorry , ” mike swallows , freckled features twitching underneath will’s heavy scrutiny . mike knows that will deserves better , he deserves more than anything he could ever hope to give . a resigned sigh flutters past a trembling lip , blotched red and swollen from the sharp edges of his teeth constantly sinking into its flesh . “ i see you , will . okay ? i really do . ” and i always have .
@starskatr : ❛ did you miss me? ❜ // various sentence starters . accepting .
“ . . . you serious ? ” BROWS FURROW TOGETHER IN CONFUSION , MOSTLY . what had gotten max so chipper this morning that would prompt her to conversate with the likes of mike wheeler ? from what they’ve understood , she was not his biggest fan , so the treatment comes as a surprise as the grimace tugging at their mouth deepens . unfortunately for mike , they’ve never been good at hiding their feelings . “ if this is your way of trying to get me to say something stupid again , it won’t work this time . ”
@wildkissed : ❛ what aren’t you telling me? ❜ / from karen <3 // various sentence starters . accepting .
“ mom , i ----- it’s nothing , alright ? there’s . nothing . wrong . ” AND WHO IS IT THAT YOU’RE TRYING TO CONVINCE : YOUR DOTING MOTHER . . . OR YOURSELF ? he spins atop heels as a means to escape his mother’s scrutinizing stare , carefully placating features to showcase an unnatural neutrality despite the lilt of ire weaving its way between every word . mike has always been far too clever for their own good , grasping onto every excuse like a lifeline in order to abort what they fear to be the inevitable . her persistence proves challenging though , as she follows hot on his tail , the clambering of footsteps descending the basement stairs nearly echoing in the otherwise empty wheeler house .
“ you know what ? it doesn’t even matter . ” THERE IT IS : THE STIFLED RESIGNATION . wild palms run haphazardly through raven fringe as mike dutifully twists their body around , the stray curls sticking upward in all directions . mike surely looks just as crazed as they feel ----- the bubbling frustration now hanging dangerously near the precipice . “ you wouldn’t understand anyway ! ”
