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[h4rring1on]

hi rae, could u do steve (scoops ahoy era) x henderson!reader. they work together at scoops and steve likes her but doesn’t know how to make a move (maybe robin helps him)

of course! i would LOVE to!!! i hope u like this im scared

warnings: cussing if that counts, pls lmk if i missed something!!

steve harrington always thought himself as a major ladies man. not that he goes around (that much), but if he truly wanted a girl, he could get her. not for fun, he wasn't that kind of guy anymore. but either way, he wanted it, he got it.

that was until he was a sailor at scoops ahoy. nothing had felt more like rock bottom than this. he went from king steve, to king of...ice cream seas? he doesn't know, doesn't care. all he sees is that this is humiliating, and no girl would want him now.

his recently made friend and coworker robin, did not make it easy either. she always made sure to poke the wound while it's fresh whenever he got rejected yet again, and even kept a scoreboard of every fail

and so far?

he's very much losing

that was until the owner of scoops ahoy decided to expand his store for more customers, and that meant one more employee to hire! he left that job for steve and robin. why? nobody knew. but they were giddy with power, and wanted to really act it out. they had been acting serious in every interview, and as soon as someone shivered they were out.

you're in an ice cream store, gotta get used to it.

they were just getting ready for the next one to come in, and it was none other than you. you! henderson's hot, amazing...perfect sister--

"harrington?" robin snaps her fingers in his face, "you got a little drool on your mouth, perv"

"what? i--" he quickly wiped his mouth, "shut up, robin. now's not the time" he said and quickly fixed up his hair as you approached

"hi steve!" you smiled brightly you know his name! of course you know his name, he was basically living in dustin's room. and he used to have a crush on you but we don't talk about that

"uh...hey you" he smiled, but he heard robin scoff beside him

"hey, you too" she cut in, "here for the scoops job?" "mhm!" you nodded and took the application form

"interesting!" robin grinned, "we got some questions don't we--"

"nope!" he burst out and took the form, "you...you're hired. yeah. we didn't get anyone else and we really really need you." he says quickly and looks to robin

"right robin??" he signaled for her, pleading with his eyes for her to back him up.

she glared at him, and then looked to you with an easy smile, "yeah...you're hired. we didn't really get anyone else anyway. your uniform's in the back" she nodded and you smiled

"oh my gosh, really? i didn't even have to like...get tested? oh thank you guys!" you squealed and rushed to the back, so excited to be part of the team.

robin looked to steve and got real close, "i own you now, sailor" she whispers and follows you to the back

ever since then, he'd go out of his way day and night to talk to you. sometimes he'd pretend ask about dustin, or even offer you a drive home, or discuss...ice cream flavors. anything to get your attention. please.

he thought he was over his little crush on you. but you were just even prettier, and still so kind, and your hair...your beautiful eyes...oh those eyes--

"earth to steve harrington!" dustin yelled, you've been staring at my sister for a little too long." he said as he scooped himself some ice cream

"hey!" he grabbed the scooper, "get out of here--no customers behind the counter!" he says and pushes him away

"fine! ill sit over there. and i want that banana split" he says and walks away

"hi steve!" you piped in, and he flinched for a moment, before subtly adjusting his hair

"hey! hey...um" he clears his throat, "hey" he nodded

"i was wondering! i saw nancy around a few days ago" you said softly, "i remember you guys were still together, right?"

"well...uh...yeah--no!" he yelled quickly, "i mean no...i...uh. don't..." he tries to find the words, but a customer arrives, and you had gone to the far end to help him robin opened the breakroom window, laughing.

"you call that flirting? jesus christ, harrington you're awful! what happened to great king steve worshipped by men and women?" she scoffs

"you don't get it robin..." he sighs, "she's not...like those girls i try to talk to."

"yeah, that's pretty obvious" she rolls her eyes, "take a hint, popeye. she asked if you and nancy were dating...which means she's asking if you're single...which means...?" she waits for him to help out

"uh..." he blinks, "she..." he pauses and gasps, "she wants to know if im single! she likes me!" he grins

"hey! where's my banana split, asshole!" dustin yelled from the booth, and steve's smile dropped.

"this guy..." he muttered

ever since then, he'd tried a little better. asking about your days, your interests, small compliments here and there. but all you'd offer in return was a smile and a small thanks. at some point, he didn't try as hard anymore. it wasn't really working. he'd almost accepted just being your friend. it was not what he fully wanted but it was better than nothing. afterall, you were just a breath of fresh air to be around. but one night, robin had band practice and you two had the closing shift.

it was a quiet night, the two of you watching the starcourt shoppers outside the parlor.

"steve?" you said softly, "do...you think those kinds of girls are pretty?" you said and gestured to the group of obnoxious girls talking outside

he looked at them for a moment, and shook his head, "they're alright..." he replied, "they're not exactly anyone i'd wanna be around for longer than a day"

"you think so?" you said softly, "those girls always get the guys they like" you sighed, "maybe i'll do my hair like them..."

"no you don't..." he said back, quickly cutting in. "your hair is beautiful...just like you" he looked into your eyes, "you don't need to look like anyone...you're amazing"

you smiled warmly, "you really think?" you said and got a little closer. his heart raced, his breath got quicker as he tried to nod subtly

"you think billy could like me?" you whispered shyly

"wait what?" he backs away, "hell no!" he scoffs

"wh...what?" you looked at him, your smile fading as your eyes softened with hurt

"no! i mean...not hell no he wouldn't like you" he said quickly, "anyone would be crazy not to like you!" he said even quicker, "but billy's an asshole! you don't deserve him"

"but...he smiles at me--"

"i smile at you everyday!" he cut in, "i smile at you, i help you when you drop the scooper on the floor again and we have to wash it like fifty times, i tell you how pretty you are every single day, and you think billy's nice cause he smiles?" he shakes his head, and took a step forward

"i think...billy would like you. anyone would" he sighs, "but i....i love you. i've always loved you. it took me a long while to realize it. back at school, when me and nancy were over. sure, i had a little crush on you but then again who didn't?" he quickly explained, "but even when i graduated, even when the summer was passing, i still thought about you. do you even know how fast my heart races whenever i see you? do you know how much you flipped me upside down when you came in here?" he rambled and got a little closer

"do you think...billy feels all that?" he whispered.

you stood there quietly, in shock at the amount of feelings unleashed on you. but you slowly smiled "i...i don't think that" you whispered back, "you...love me? like...really love me?"

"jesus--yes! yes i love you. i've tried, tried to ignore you when i'm with dustin, tried to forget you when i talked to another girl. but there will never be another girl. not for me"

you gasped softly, quietly. just in awe at his words, your hands slowly held his. "you...you promise?" you whispered, and he gently let go of your hands to cradle your face, gently pressing a warm kiss on your forehead.

"i promise...i love you" he says softly, looking into your eyes. "you don't have to say it back...."

"no, steve" you smiled, "i love you too...ever since school. but i always thought it was nancy for you"

he scoffed and shook his head, "don't ever think that again."

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Can u do popular reader and Mike ??

I just read the cheerleader one and I absolutely LOVE IT 😻

of course!! AND THANK U SO MUCH LOVELY!!

you and mike wheeler are completely different people. since like...forever! you basically never saw him around, mostly cause you were always with alll your friends. you just had so many!

mike was always in his little world with his friends, and you were in your world. your massive massive bubble. you had all the friends, all the guys, and sometimes, all the nerds at your hands too.

most people thought you were shallow, just a stupid girl, always in your little comanding bubble. but that all changed.

it all started when one day, you'd come late to class, probably from being at a super cool party last night. you were completely lost on the topic, and there was a pop quiz. you didn't study a single thing!

luckily, mike wheeler was right beside you. you'd waited for the teacher to turn, and nudged him, gesturing to the question. he defintely ignored you at first, you see the slight eye-roll.

"please?" you whispered quietly, and nudged him again. you weren't demanding, but pleading with your eyes.

he tried to ignore you again, but eventually, sighed and subtly showed you his paper. you smiled brightly and quickly copied everything, and made the smart move to leave some things wrong to not make it obvious.

when class was over, you rushed to him, and hugged him suddenly.

"thank you so much, mike!" you squealed and jumped a little, his friends beside him completely weirded out and lost, "come to my party tonight? 8 o'clock, see you there!" you smiled and kissed his cheek, and skipped away

"what...the hell was that?" lucas said, everyone just as confused as him. and mike...still frozen from that kiss.

"dude, did you just get invited to a party by the queen bee?" will grinned, and he just blinked away his shock, and shrugged. "uh...guess so" he says and walks with them

that night, he was there all awkward. completely out of place. and out of his depth. he stood in the corner basically the whole time, before you--in the prettiest dress he thought but quickly brushed it off, came to him

"oh my gosh hi mike!!" you hugged him again, clearly very comfortable. "why are you standing in the corner like a weird killer!" you tilted your head, so blunt. it was amusing

"oh...uh" he rubbed the back the of his neck, "i...don't know anyone here" he said awkwardly

"well, you know me! come, i actually baked cookies!" you held his hand and pulled him to the kitchen, where it was a little quieter. he just nodded quietly and took a cookie, slowly taking a bite.

"that's...woah" he took another bite, "so good" he said, his voice muffled by the cookies stuffed in his mouth. you giggled, "thank you!"

"do you wanna dance?" you smiled, and he just paused

"uh...oh..i don't really know how to--" you cut him off before he finishes, and drag him out, "or that okay, sure.." he muttered, completely overwhelmed by the sheer amount of people there. he did not know how to dance. like at all. but, he attempted to and that was somehow enough.

that night, he spent basically the entire time on the walkie telling his friends about it. and they all swore he's being set up. but in the morning, you'd come back. you were also sitting beside him in class, this time, you didn't ask for any answers.

"mike?" you nudged him gently. "will you teach me this chapter? I don't get it." you kept your voice low, your eyes fixed on his.

he glanced behind you, then around the room, as if checking for the hidden camera. her? talking to me?

"mike, did you hear me?"

he froze, his brain visibly short-circuiting. "...I heard you," he finally managed, the words awkward and stiff.

"well... can you?" you pressed, soft but persistent.

he stayed silent, waiting for the punchline, for the laughter from your friends that never came. When the room stayed quiet, he just gave one short, hesitant nod.

and just like that, he became your personal tutor. for literally anything.

it was all happening so quickly and so randomly! you'd just become this girl that's kind of always there. his friends were confused, so confused. and your friends? were worse.

"what are you doing with those people?"

"why are you hanging out with the freaks?"

"are you seriously blowing us off for a nerd out session?"

over time, you'd truly seen just how annoying they were. how they refused to let anyone into the bubble. no matter how many times you told them how funny they are, that they're not bad, that they're actually fun, they thought you were on something.

you'd focused more on spending time with mike. bascially every day he'd come over, tutor you, and you'd talk along the way. he told you about his interests, his comics, his dnd campaigns, his books and all the things he liked to do with his friends.

you were so fascinated by him. originally, you thought just like the others, not as bad of course, but you did think they're a little strange. not unkind, but a bit strange.

you learned more and more about him as time went on, and one day, you were not having your best day.

you hadn't talked to him at school, you were with your friends all day, and he knew something was off.

when the time for the tutor session had come, he'd come to your house. when you opened the door, you looked so upset.

"oh...hi mike" you said quietly, and let him in.

"hey..." he said awkwardly, unaware of how to approach this, "um...what do you think about..blowing off this tutoring session?"

"what?" you slowly straightened up, "why?"

"i'm bored, yknow? why don't we hang out? i know the best place to go! cmon" he'd dragged you out before you even knew it.

that day, was one of the best days of your life. you'd gone out to have milkshakes, you played at the arcade, you hung out at the park, and then finally, you were just both sitting on the swings.

you'd been laughing all day, but now, you were so quiet.

"mike?" you mumbled out, "do...you think i'm...a freak?" you said quietly, and he just shook his head, quiet.

"of course not..." he said softly, "did someone say that?"

"no...i mean...i dunno" you fiddled with your hands, "stacy doesn't wanna be my friend anymore...she says..i'm acting different. that i'm not hanging out with them anymore...and they're too busy to fix anything with me" your eyes welled up

his eyes softened, and he slowly, hesitantly placed a hand on your shoulder. "stacy's a stuck up girl" he stated, and you looked at him surprised, "what? it's true. all she does is make out with her creepy boyfriend, and acts like the world owes her something"

you laughed a little, and wiped your eyes, "i guess you're right..." you sniffled, "thanks mikey" you smiled, looking into his eyes. and before you knew it, your lips met.

ever since then, you'd been together. you were still very popular, but people stopped reacting when you'd hang out with mike and his friends. afterall, people get used to things quickly.

even his friends liked you, and definitely tried to teach you DND but your brain short-circuited before you could get it.

and if anyone said anything about them, they were pretty much banished from any social circle. so you could see that stacy was pretty much not invited to things anymore.

but, it didn't matter. you were more aware of people now, you were trying to study and do better in school. but those didn't change you. you still liked your girly things, your makeup and little parties, but they were better now. in the end, you had mike and didn't need anyone else.

[h4rring1on]

the moon and the sun

pairing: mike wheeler x cheerleader!reader

warnings: swearing if it counts, idk what else but please lmk if i missed something!!

mike's never been someone popular. he's never even been a...'someone'. he's always just kind of around. he doesn't really make himself seen at school. and he never really did mind.

he was always just to himself. and with his friends. he'd just get through the day, and then head to hellfire club to play with his friends. he was content with that life. didn't expect anything more

until you came around

part of the cheer squad, all bright smiles, short skirts and giggles. he'd never really paid any attention to you simple because why would he? you're a cheerleader, in your little cheer bubble, with your little cheer friends and jocks, and he was him.

but one day you'd asked him for notes for a class you both take, when you gave them back. you were so cute.

"thank you, mike!" you smiled, "cool shirt by the way" you said, looking at his hellfire club tee, and walked away.

cool shirt?

you? pinky cheery pretty. you think his shirt is cool?

it was such a normal thing to say, if you werent a cheerleader and he wasn't a major loser. it just stuck to him. over time though, you two began exchanging notes more often, and you'd ask him about that 'game he plays' and if there were 'princesses there'.

he just found it so strange. you were interested in everything he had to say. whether its comics, games, books, or even what his mom cooked last night. and over time, he found himself interested in what you have to say as well.

it was such a stark difference. you talked about cheer, about dresses and the nail polish you put on last night. and he was just...nodding along. even his friends found it weird

"did she lose a bet or something?" dustin would ask and will would smack him

"maybe she's just nice"

mike was very hesitant and suspicious all the time. but you were just so normal. you weren't begging for information...or...his lunch money? you were just there. so clearly harmless. so, when he found that you were just a normal girl. he'd given in.

you got close. so close. he'd bring you over all the time, his mom calling you the 'sweet girl mike always talks about'. and you'd go for bike rides, you'd have little picnics where he'd read lord of the rings to you and you'd try to braid his hair...well. emphasis on try cause the moment he'd finally realize it he'd pull away. it was all so sweet.

mike was never one to express himself loudly. even when you'd hug, it was awkward. he needed it, but it still came off awkward. he'd try though. he'd attempt to hold your hand subtly, but proceed to actually land on a piece of gum stuck on the bench. it was hard. he's not exactly in a super affectionate enviroment.

but he wanted to try for you. and it was slowly working.

everything was going perfectly. he had no idea why you liked him. but he liked you more.

that was until the game. it was a big game. and hawkins won. you, of course, in your little cheer outfit, were so happy. you'd secretly shown mike your routine just a few days ago. you were practicing so much and you were just happy to cheer.

everyone was yelling, screaming. he was waiting for you to finish. to go and tell you just how pretty you looked. or how you're for sure the best out of all those girls (he has no idea who they even are).

you were laughing with your friends, and chance...one of the jocks, put his arm around you. mike furrowed his eyebrows, and felt something squeeze inside him. he just kind of walked away, not knowing how to feel.

but the moment he was gone, you'd subtly pulled away from chance, so annoyed on the inside but didn't wanna start drama. but mike on the other hand, he'd gone home. so quiet. he didn't know how to feel or act. he was just...sitting in bed. looking at the note he'd written for you.

what if it was all a game? really...a bet like dustin said? why would you even like him? you're a cheerleader! and had guys on their knees for you. like...that chance guy. guys...who just put their arms around you with such ease, who didn't need to think five times before actually making their move. he didn't know. he was just confused. and had gone to bed with a heavy heart.

that next day, he was by your locker. you were smiling so bright the moment you saw him and went to hug him, but he awkwardly just pulled away. you felt a pang in your chest, and slowly opened the locker

"i uh...i saw you. with chance" he says, his fingers clenching a d20 dice he always carried around.

you paused and looked to him

"he looked...cozy" he mumbles and you sigh.

"he's not..." you looked down, "he's...part of the team. i don't wanna start drama with him. but...he's nothing i swear" you nodded and he looked to you, and slowly smiled

"i know" he gently, shakily went to hold your hand. you squealed and hugged him

"you scared me" you whispered, and he hesitantly rubs your back.

"i'm...i'm sorry" he says and gently pulls you closer. as much as he wanted to beleive you. it wasn't about you, not neccesarily. it was him. you told him otherwise but the seed was already planted in his mind.

he'd tried to forget. to let it pass. you were here. with him. he loved that. he loved...no. it's weird. but that night, there was a little carnival at school. you'd begged him to come, and spent the entire day with him, so happy. you had to go to your booth though, some game for supporting the cheerleaders. it was your turn to work it now.

mike had gone with his friends to explore, and he saw it. from the corner of his eye, chance approached you. he played the game like ten times, and when he won the game, he gave you the teddy.

he scoffed and completely walked away, leaving the carnival abruptly.

but you shook your head when chance kept offering, he insisted, and you finally awkwardly took it, with a polite smile. you didn't even go home with it.

days after that, things were not so good. he wasn't waiting by your locker anymore. everytime you'd ask to hang out he'd say he's busy with a campaign, and generally he was just not around.

you had enough of it. one day, you had stormed into the hellfire club. they were just leaving. and when they saw you, they all rushed away in hushed whispers and laughs, knowing mike's in for it now.

"okay what's going on, mike?" you crossed your arms. mike's back was to you, he was still packing up. "you havent called me in days! you don't do anything...you just..." she sighs and paces a little. he was still quiet, and you scoffed.

"why don't you just do it then, huh?" you yelled, "why don't you just break up with me since you so clearly want to! why just do all this!"

"you'd love that wouldn't you" he finaly turned, his expression cold, and...a little hurt.

"what?"

"you'd love for me to break up with you. for me to do it. for me to be the bad guy, so then nobody knows that you're really just trying to get to chance, huh?" he shoots back and you pause

"wh...what?" you whisper, so taken aback by his accusation. "i told you chance is just part of the team! i told you he's nothing--"

"if he's really nothing then why is he just so comfortable with you, huh?" he laughs, like this is just so stupid "he suddenly has nothing better to do so he goes to win you a cute little teddy bear, yeah? that's clearly such a boyfriend thing to do!"

"well i can't beleive i have to say this but yeah! it's chance, of course he has nothing better to do--"

"just admit it!" he cuts you off, "i mean seriously. what do you benefit from this? really! what, did you lose a bet and you had to date the loser from hellfire? really, what is it that you and your stuck up friends had to so badly lose, that your punishment was me?"

you just stayed quiet. so shocked. so deeply offended and hurt that he would just act this way.

"my punishment?" you whispered, your eyes swimming in tears, "my punishment is that i love you, you asshole. i can't believe you think this low of me" you shook your head and walked away, crying.

mike had stayed quiet for the longest time. unsure if he heard it right. was this part of the joke? why would you say that?

for days, he went to school and didn't find you there. he'd tried being with his friends, tried to see you anywhere near chance just to prove he was right, his mom asked about you. but no matter how much he tried to forget, to move on. he couldn't help but feel this heaviness in his chest.

after around a week and half, he couldn't anymore. he'd mustered up the courage and went to your house. only you weren't there. he'd gone to school, you weren't there. where were you?

for a moment, it clicked for him. he biked around hawkins, until he finally found that spot in the park. where you'd have your picnics. he slowly approached. and saw you there, curled up under a tree, crying quietly while hugging his comic. its a little ironic. you don't even like comics. but you were willing to read one just cause he kept talking about it.

"hey..." he awkwardly said, slowly approaching. you looked up at him, and wiped your eyes.

"what do you want...come yell at me some more?" you mumbled, and he sighed.

"no...i'm...i'm sorry about...before" he fiddled with his hands, and came to sit beside you on the grass. "i...don't know. i don't know why i was acting like that" he looked ahead at the trees, and sighed

"you're just...so pretty. you're a cheerleader...and i'm me..yknow? i guess it just...got in my head. you like me and that freaked me out" he looked down, "i...got jealous. i felt intimidated" he looks to you "yeah well i already told you he's nothing" you mumbled and clutched the comic tighter

"i...i know. i got stupid. and jealous. and i guess it's cause..." he slowly gets up and goes to sit in front of you. forcing you to look at him. "i...love you too." he whispers, "i really...love...love you too. i love you so much that...i just didn't beleive you could possibly love me back" he slowly, hesitantly held your hands

you looked up at him, furrowing your eyebrows. you sniffled a little, "you...you do?"

"i do" he nodded, "i'm really sorry about before"

"i...i'm sorry too, mike" you looked at him, slowly placing the comic down on your lap. "i should've noticed too..." you look into his eyes

"don't be sorry. i just don't know how to talk about things" he sighed and got closer, "you forgive me? i never knew how much i needed cheer in my life" he smiled

"you're an idiot" you smiled and nodded, "i forgive you" you hugged him tight

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girl next door

pairing: mike wheeler x reader

warnings: idk if swearing counts? if theres anything else i missed pls tell me!!

when you and your family moved in to the house next door, you did not expect to meet a kid your age who was a complete brat.

when mrs. wheeler came by to greet your family as the new neighbors, he was there, hiding by her side. your mom, of course, made you take him to the backyard to play.

but all he did was just complain. saying the other neighbors were cooler, that he doesn't want a girl his age as his neighbor. your moms always laughed and said its just playful teasing and that he likes you.

but boy were they wrong.

as the years passed, you never really moved away like he expected. so he was stuck with you. having to show you all his figurines, the campaigns, the music he likes. everything nerdy he ever liked.

at first, it was out of obligation. his mom would always warn him, 'mike, be nice. go show her around or you're grounded'. and he'd grumble and take you.

even later, his mom would force him to bike to school with you, or wait for you to leave school and be on your way before going off with his friends. all out of respect of course.

but year by year, it was a habit now. as much as he hated having you around, he'd always have to stop his friends and say, 'wait...i gotta wait for her to come out first'.

even his friends got used to it now. they even wanted you in on their party. but mike was completely rejecting even the mere thought of that idea.

slowly, things started to get a little...better. once, mike was stuck with his mom for some family reunion, so all his friends were out except him. and to his horrible luck, they were all out sick, and he was the only one going to school.

that was when he first started seeing you at school, seeing how you talk, how you walk, and to that small brain of his, it clicked that you're actually a person who exists outside of neighborhood meetings.

when he waited for you that day, you were laughing and smiling with your friends, and walked out. you went to the bike rack, saying bye to them, and looking to him.

"so...mike is all friendless today, huh? did they finally see you for who you are?" you teased, and he just rolled his eyes.

"you're friends with katie c.?" he furrowed his eyebrows, you paused for a little, and laughed

"what? did you think you're the only one with a cute little friend group?" you said as you pulled your bike away from the others, to get on it.

he took his bike as well, and just shrugged, "no...just surprised" he retorts, "on why in the hell anyone would want to be your friend" he continues and you smack him

"for your information, im a great friend! you're just too busy with your little buddies to notice" you shake your head and bike away, but since you're both literally right next to each other, he was right beside you.

"i highly doubt that" he says, "lemme guess, you're coming tonight too aren't you. cause of my moms book club thing?" he sighs, already knowing the answer

"yep!" you smile, "guess you're stuck with me, mikey!" you laugh, but he just groans.

ever since then, things weren't as bad. some days, he'd even bike with you home, using 'im going home too!' as an excuse when you'd say he's following you. thing was? he'd be off to see his friends, but he'd lie and stop at home for a little just to play it safe.

he didn't know why, but somehow he just didn't see you as bad as before ever since that weird day. when you'd come with your mom, he'd talk to you more, talk about his nerdy little things, and for just a little while, it would feel all tingly inside when you'd laugh at his jokes.

but for you, things were different. as much as you liked to tease him, sometimes, you could really feel like he's being very honest when he's annoyed with you.

you'd never admit it to anyone, but you did like him. he was funny, honest, and a loser. your favorite things! when you'd try to sleep at night, you'd always look out your window and wonder if he thought the same way. you never took any action on it though. you were content. you got to hang out with him constantly, you didn't wanna ruin that.

but this...it was playing at your insecurities,never really knowing whether he's actually kidding or not. not that he brutally attacks you with his words, but him as a person, is generally in constant state of annoyed. so you never know if its true, or if it's just his resting face.

when things got better for him, you pulled away. anytime you were invited to his house, you'd stay right with your mom, or act like you're helping with the dishes or something. anything just to stay away from him.

he'd come downstairs, grumbling, 'what are you doing here?' he'd sigh, 'my mom's gonna kill me if she sees you here. just...come downstairs--ive got some new stuff to show you.'

but in your head, you'd only take the first part. the annoyed part that would make it feel like it was a horrible thing to be forced to be around you.

so you really just stopped coming at all. even when he'd wait for you after school, you'd quietly take your bike and go the long way, and purposely speed up to lose him on the way.

mike was confused. even a little hurt. the first time, when he'd come downstairs after all the neighbors arrived, his heart racing a little as he looked for you, only to hear your mom say 'she's a little busy today she couldn't come', something inside him hurt a little.

he was just so confused. to him, he thought things were going great. that he found himself genuinely liking being around you, and all those neighborhood meetings were just the perfect way to hang out without having to ask. to him, you were just always there. and suddenly you're not.

but things took a turn for the worst when one day, he was with his friends, waiting as usual.

"i just don't get it!" he paced around, rambling, "we were actually becoming friends, we hung out more than we ever have before--now suddenly she's like all weird? she doesn't even come over anymore!" he scoffs

"uh, didn't you say you hated when she'd come over?" dustin retorts and mike shakes his head

"yeah when i was like 11? of course i did! i was a kid! and my mom was forcing me! everyone's like that when they're a kid" he crosses his arms

"maybe...you did something! when me and max fight, i always retrace my steps, and get her the best gift i can and apologize! that's what you should do" lucas says and mike raises a brow

"are you stupid? that's for girlfriends! she's not my..." he looks down, "she's my...friend. okay? right?" he looks to will and dustin to back him up and they stay quiet

"dude...the way you're acting right now? that's your girlfriend, man." dustin says

"no she's not--"

"she clearly is--"

"guys!" will stops them and gestures with his hands vaguely at the school doors. it was you, walking out, quiet and smiling a little. and who's beside you? andy. stupid. jock. andy.

he's all smug and trying to flirt in your ear, and mike full on gapes.

"this has to be a joke." he mutters, and lucas just elbows dustin. "him?! seriously?! since when? that guy's an asshole! and he's...look at him! all..." he scoffs, and then scoffs again

"you were saying, mike?" dustin crosses his arms, and mike shakes his head, taking his bike and leaving

he went home and sat in his room. but he couldn't just...let it go. he couldn't. he was annoyed. to no end. why? and why him? and why the weird...distance!

he quickly went downstairs and left, and goes to the house next door, and knocks. none other than your mom was there, she was just leaving, meaning the house was empty, and you were the only one there.

he knocks on your bedroom door, "hey its mike...open up" he sighs, and knocks again, "open uuuup"

but still silence. he kept knocking, "will you just talk to me! i mean seriously you--"

his sentence was interrupted when you opened the door, your eyes all glassy, and your nose red.

he instantly softened, he'd never seen you cry before. "listen..." he began quietly now, "did something happen? did...did that prick do something?" he walks further into your room as if he expects him there

"no, mike..." you sighed, sniffling

he stopped looking around, and looked back at you, then to the floor "then..." he stuffs his hands in his pockets awkwardly, "wh...are..you...like okay?" he mumbles

"oh my god--what do you want, mike?" you cried, "do i look like im okay? you...what...why are you here huh?"

he backs away a little, unaware of what to do, "i just wanted to talk, okay? i didn't know this was a bad time--"

"you wanted to talk?" you laughed a little, "since when do you want to talk to me? what is it you lost a figurine and you think i stole it?"

"what?" he straighted up a little, "no? why would i think that?"

"because you're always thinking that!" you yelled, "it's always something when im around! you're bothered when i come over, or when you have to wait for me after school--"

"who said that?!--"

"you did!" you scoffed, "you're the one whos going around acting like its such a horrible thing to even be near me!"

"im the one whos--you're the one who's acting weird! you stopped talking to me--you suddenly are constantly too busy to come over--which i dont believe--and now you're going out with andy?! you know that guys an asshole!"

"why do you care? huh? im doing you a favor! you're the one who's sick of me--"

"i'm not sick of you!" he yelled back, "why in the world would i be sick of you?! you come over and it's just better! i get to tell you about the weird things i like cause for some reason--i just can't hide it--and you smell so pretty--and my mom loves you--and you're annoying! like really annoying...but...in a good way!" he rambles, "like...it sucks when you're not around! i don't know what i did...but...whatever it is you think i think. its not true, alright?" he sighs, "i..i hate that prick andy...i hate him even more now for taking away the one person i like..."

you paused, quieting down. "you...like me?" you questioned, a little confused but surprised

"of course i do..." he mumbles, "do you think i show my x men comics to just anyone..." he grumbled and looked around awkwardly

"you have an awful way of showing it." you crossed your arms, smiling a little

"i know.." he sighs, "ill fix it, okay? ill be...cute. more than i already am but...yknow" he looks at you, "forgive me?" he slowly stepped closer to you

you were quiet for a little while, but you slowly held his hands, and nodded with a small little smile

"thank god" he sighs and hesitantly, hugged you. it was quiet for a little while, until he spoke up

"you better tell andy to back off..im bothered enough that he stole my time with you..and no more favors..."

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heyy i have a request!! could u please write some angst with reader and steve? like maybe because steve has been having problems at his job and he snaps at reader and they fight so she avoids him (or something like that ?) but they never go to sleep mad at each other and it ends with fluff

hiii! of course!!! i would love to

warnings: steve snaps for a little, but its super bad

you stood in your pretty dress, standing by the stove stirring the pasta you'd made for steve. recently, you and your very long term boyfriend steve haven't been seeing each other as much. he'd been coming home late, or stressed, or overall not in the mood.

he tried, it's not like he was out right cruel to you. but there were moments where he truly needed to breathe, and of course--you being yourself...you let him.

you understood that steve was trying very hard, working to make you the happiest girl you could be, to take care of the house, to prove himself to his father...and it could be very much a lot sometimes.

so you always tried to pamper him. when he'd come home, you'd personally wash his hair, cause it always made him feel better, you'd dress up pretty for him, you'd make his favorite food. just to ease him a little. just to make him sleep a little better that night.

some days, it would truly work and he'd wake up feeling better. but in other days, it was simply...appreciated...but not enough to truly help him. even then, he'd try to smile, try to act like all is well. but you never pushed if it was too much on him.

today was just another one of those days. he went to work a little stiffer this morning, and you worked very hard to try to help him the best you can without being too much.

you'd put on his favorite dress, cooked his favorite pasta, lit a candle he always said smells like you, and even played his mixtape. just to calm the mood.

when he'd come home, he put his keys away and went to the kitchen. he slowed a little, really taking in the scent, and went right to you, his arms wrapping around your waist from the back, and gently kissing your neck.

"hi baby" you smiled brightly, your hands gently holding his around your waist. he takes a deep breath in, smelling your skin, softening a little.

"hey angel..." he sighed and kissed your neck again, "cooked just for me, hm?" he says quietly, he's not as enthusiastic, but he was trying.

you nodded, "of course, stevie...c'mon" you say as you scoop up the pasta into a bowl, and took his hand, taking him to the living room this time. letting him listen to his favorite music, he went to take his bowl, but you decided to sit on his lap instead. gently feeding him the pasta.

it was quiet for a little while, letting him just taste his favorite food, feel you in his arms, listening to his music.

"i...i like your dress, baby. real pretty just like you" he says quietly, his arm that was wrapped around your waist slowly stroking with his thumb. you could see the tiredness in his eyes, the slump of his shoulders. today was rougher than usual.

"thank you" you smiled and gently kissed him, and he sighs.

"my dad called today...asking when i'll...figure things out" he muttered under his breath and you softened, gently caressing his cheek

"stevie...you're already doing so much" you say softly, "you're working so hard--"

"yeah well clearly not hard enough" he cuts you off, "listen...baby this is nice and all but i think i just need a little air..."

"you didn't eat this morning, just one more bite--"

"i said enough, alright?" he pulls away, firmly, but not harshly pulling you away from his lap and onto the couch. he sighs and gets up, "just leave me alone, okay? and don't wait up." he walked away.

"fine then! don't sleep in our bed!" you yelled back and he just shook his head, walking right out the front door, and you sighed.

you had waited all night...and he didn't show. you were getting worried. but he had told you not to wait up. you shook your head and scoffed, storming into your bedroom and just getting under the covers.

"snapping at me...like.." you just muttered to yourself and went to try to sleep, until half an hour passes and the door opens. you slowly wake up, blinking the sleep away as you see him coming in

"no" you croaked, your voice a little hoarse, "don't even try, steve."

he sighs and walks in, "cmon baby...please?"

"absolutely not!" you shook your head and hid under the covers, "after i try to make your night--you just like yell!" you huff and just stay under the covers

until you feel a heavy weight suddenly on top of you, you peeked your head out to breathe, "what the--steve get off me!"

"no" he flatly says, and you try to push him away

"you're not gonna win here! get off! steve!" you yell and try to kick him off

"not until you forgive me"

"well thats not happening" you huff

"well then i guess you're my new mattress" he says matter-of-factly

you whine as you try to push him away, "you're killing me! you're not as light as you think! go sleep on the couch like you deserve!"

"nuh uhhh" he shakes his head, a little teasing smile on his face, "not unless my favorite favorite girl is with me" he whispers, "cmon...how can i sleep on the couch when an angel is sleeping here, huh?" he says and breathes in a little and pauses, and has the most boyish grin in the world

"you put on my favorite perfume" he teased and crawled on top of you some more, while you tried to push him away, "you looove me" he sings and tries to reach for a kiss but you give him the cheek

"in your dreams! this is just...what i always put on!" you roll your eyes and he just nods along

"uh huh..." he says, "aaand the dress? the candle? my faaavorite food? and our mixtape?" he states and you pause a little, looking at him

"you noticed?"

"i always notice, baby." he whispers, "you think i can last without your pampering? you...you're the only reason i still go to work and try my hardest. even when the world is kicking my ass, even when my dad is always on me. you're always there with a smile and a pretty dress" he says and leans in, your lips inches apart.

"you really think i'm working so hard?" he asks quietly and you nod

"of course stevie...you're always making me the happiest girl in the world..." you say softly, like it's crazy not to think so.

he sighs, "im sorry about earlier...i never ever want space from you" he whispers, "forgive me? please, baby please?" he pleads, trying to do his puppy dog eyes

you pause for a little and smile shyly, "fine...just this once! and i know its only cause you can't sleep without me"

he jumps beside you all giddy and pulls you real close, nuzzling into your neck, "of course i can't" he whispers and kisses your neck

you try not to laugh at how much it tickles, but you know steve can tell anyway. after all, he always noticed.

a/n: ahh please tell me what u guys think!!

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could u write more mike wheeler x reader? u can make it however u want, i just want fluff lol!

sick day confessions

warnings: none i think!

a/n: im so glad u guys are liking this stuff!! dont be afraid to requesttt!

you and mike wheeler have been stuck to the hip since you were like seven, ever since your mom showed up at karen wheeler's doorstep with a casserole, and a little you by her side, things were never the same again.

sure, he had his friends, but you were something to him. he'd never truly been well with girls, or had any girl friends beside you, other than if you count el and max who are still relatively new, you were always first.

even his friends, who know you very well, sat with you too. dustin always joked about how you were mike's 'girlfriend repellant' but, you never saw it. you weren't posessive, or pushed away any girl that got near, and you defintely, for sure...didnt have feelings for mike

did you?

it all started in your early teenage years, you had other friends of course. like one of your very close friends, was max. she was a shared friend, obviously. but you two always hung out together to be a little apart from the guys.

and she was your number one shipper. everytime you'd hang out she was quick to ask, 'sooo did you and mike finally confess?'

you always said no, or something like 'it's not like that max...were just best friends'

but over time, you looked at him differently, anytime he would talk, you'd smile more, if he invited you over, your heart would skip a beat, even if he casually asks about some notes, you'd give them as if they were the most precious thing ever.

one time, you laughed a little too loud at his joke, and max instantly caught on and was for sure on you.

one day, he didn't come to school. you were a little quieter that day. you were sitting in class and max went to sit beside you.

"aww, what's wrong? mike blues?" she grins and you roll your eyes

"shut up max" you mumble and look at your notebook, full of lots...of overly prepared notes. maybe in hopes a certain someone was gonna ask for them

max pauses a little, seeing your genuine upset. "hey...he's sick, by the way. lucas told me" she says soflty and glances at your notebook and gasps, "i have the greatest idea!"

that's how you ended up standing at the front door of the wheeler house, fidgeting nervously as you clutched your notebook tight. 'just go over there and pretend you didn't want him to miss out on school work' max said, and of course, while you scoffed and brushed it off. you found yourself here.

karen opens the door, smiling warmly as she sees it's you. "hi, honey" she says softly, "oh gosh, come in come in!" she gently opens the door wider for you

"how's your mom, sweetie? we missed her at book club!" she conversates casually and you just smile politely

"she's okay, she says hi" you say and nod, "she was a little sick last week thats why" you explained and she nods in understanding

"it must be a flu going around, mikey's just caught it! don't get too close, he's a mess" she chuckles softly and points up to his room, "say hi to your mom for me! and tell her i hope she's better now!"

as you went up the stairs, saying a quick 'will do!', you braced yourself before knocking on the door

"mike? it's me...i umm...came to bring by some notes and uh..."

"come in" his voice interrupts awkwardly, clearly not needing to hear any reasons for your arrival.

you take a deep breath and open the door, and see him there, hes in bed. basket at his side, tissues a little around, and some medicine on his nightstand.

"hey mike...how are you feeling?" you say softly and he looks to you, his gaze a little woozy...or not all there.

you hear him clear his throat for a second before awkwardly speaking up "heeyyy" he smiles, "i was thinkin bout youuu" he slurs, and you just soften

"you were, huh? you must've taken that extra strong stuff" you giggle and sit on his chair not too close, "normal mike would have your head if he heard this"

"huuh?" he sits up a little, "whyyy not? he's always..." he sighs, "um...keeping secrets" he groans exaggeratedly, and you just look at him in amusement

"secrets? oooh...like what? he keeps pervy things under his bed doesn't he?" you say with a playful tone

"noo...uh that was one time!" he huffs, and you just laugh softly, "he's always....lying to...like....to his best friend!" he says and you pause, a little intrigued

"woah...who's this best friend?" you say, your tone still playful but a little quieter this time. your heart beat a little faster, as if...afraid it was you.

"well...uh..you" he sighs, and rubs his eyes, coughing a little before sighing, "he's always like ill do it this time...doo it that time....but then nothing!" he looks down

"do...what?" you said softly

"tell her..." he looks away, "tell her she's the prettiest girl he's ever seen...that...she's really special." he mutters and fiddles with his hands, "that i..he loves when she listens to his campaigns even when she's clearly lost...or when her voice gets all high when she's excited..." he grabs another tissue and coughs gruffly, and sighs for a moment, "or that...my..i..mean...his day is ruined when she's upset...that he can tell when she lies about it. or when...andy talks to her. hate andy. hate that guy he's a little...little....loser..." he mutters

"but...uh..he always chickens out. cause what if you like...think he's some...freak or something" he says and you were so quiet this whole time. trying to process. he liked you? he liked you. he liked you!

you blink slowly, trying to keep calm, he's still sick and probably gonna regret this in the morning. "does he...really feel that way? or...is it cause he's sick" you ask quietly

he looks to you, his eyes a little more focused now. "it's been like three years..." he mumbles, "i...i mean he...i mean..." he sighs and rubs his temple, and rubs his eyes, waking himself a little more

"this is the end of our friendship isn't it?...stupid dustin i swear...and steve! his little moves don't even work! lie about being sick...yeah right" he mutters and you pause

"lie about being sick?" you try to hold in a laugh, it's so quiet for a moment before you burst into laughter

he just looks to you, "alright, my drowsy act was fake! you got me! i should do acting though..." he trails off

"you're an idiot!" you get up and smack him with the notebook, and he groans

"ow!" he whines, "that's a really hard book! and...like im not--i mean i had a cough okay! and a little...okay not as bad as i made it seem its just a cough but..."

"you didn't go to school, acted all disgusting and dead and high on medicine and you're not even--" you yell, "what if i didn't like you huh? you realize you'd look like the absolute biggest weirdo ever right?"

but to mike, he was just rubbing the arm you smacked, and a slow soft smile rises upon his lips. 'what if?" he breathes out, "sooo..." he grins widely and you roll your eyes

"yeah whatever like forget it!" you cross your arms and he laughs, getting up as he slowly grabs you by your arms, leaning in

you quickly stop him, your face a little flushed and your shy smile is completely shown now, "not yet...you're sick" you giggle softly

he groans and sighs, "come onnn!"

"noope!" you laugh, "you wanna fake sick then were doing it right! does mrs. wheeler know? hm?" you raise a brow and he shakes his head

"no! this act wasn't just for you! i just...took...my chance. please don't tell my mom..." he groans and hides his face in his hands

you smile softly and slowly pull his hands away and kiss his cheek, "you're an idiot..." you whisper

"yeah well...im your idiot..right?" he says a little hesitantly and you laugh and nod

"yeah...i guess you're my idiot" you gently kiss his cheek again

steve and dustin need to give better ways to get a girl into their arms

a/n: guys does this suck BE HONEST

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clingy.

mike wheeler x fem!reader

a/n: i wrote something similar to this a few years ago but i think it was steve or eddie version, so i decided to do one for mike cause my man this season mmmmm. also, i noticed that some of my fics can be long. im sorry, but i really like details! and building a background first! but i promise you might like them like trust!!

requests are open lovelies 💗

mike was always a very keeps-to-himself kind of person, he never really went on about feelings, or love. he was more of a quiet action kind of guy. he may not tell you to your face everything he feels, but you'd see it in the way he acts.

he'd always seen his friends with their girls, lucas and max, how they had such a special bond, the teasing dynamic, meanwhile with dustin, he defintely had a more...affectionate dynamic with suzie, calling her nicknames and flirting with her constantly.

not everyone was the same when they date someone, and mike thoguht he was indifferent, that he just never really noticed anyone like that. till he met you.

you'd known him your whole life. same grade, and you used to be in group projects together, or, your reading partner, or even when you'd have to switch papers to check them. he always sat with his friend group in class or at lunch, but you were always seated nearby.

he'd come to be very familiar with you. he was a very naturally awkward person, but you were just kinda there his whole life so he never really felt like that with you.

he'd casually ask about sharing your notes, or even if you'd read this book he really likes, or sometimes, he'd show you the figures he created.

you and him never counted yourself as friends, you've never hung out, you've never chosen to sit together at lunch. but you were still comfortable.

till high school came along, you joined the cheerleaders, and lucas was in the basketball team, so he found the perfect excuse to...well see you preform.

he didn't know what hit him over the summer, nancy said it was late puberty, but he ignored her. you just...lit in a crowded room. you could be at your most quiet and he'd still immediately take note of your presence in any place.

things began moving along, he'd tell you how nice you looked and how cheerleading matched you, that he likes how even when you're with the other girls you're still the same you. you genuinely became friends now.

he felt so drawn to you in a way he hadn't imagined before. it was all till one day it was a major win for everyone. the basketball team scored way more than the other team, a very important game that would get them to a possible place out of hawkins, and you had just done a cheer routine that took you nearly a month to practice

as soon as they won, everyone started screaming, and you? you went straight to mike squealing, "did you see me? did you see me?" and you got so excited you kissed him.

he didn't complain.

ever since then you'd been together. you were always at his side, whether it was dnd, or him helping his mom, or holly, or even when the party had to huddle in for some...conspiring. he told you all about it and strangely enough? you believed him. only cause his story was way too detailed to be fake...or he was that crazy.

now? you were everywhere. and you liked it, no loved it, you were so happy with him. so warm and soft in a way as if you were constantly wrapped in a nice soft blanket. he just made you feel so safe, so seen, even when you don't say anything, he quickly tells when you're upset.

but over time, things started to change. at lunch, he'd sit a little farther, or huddle in with his friends some time. at his house, he'd say he's busy, or has to study. even though you're sure he'd already done all his studying before.

you were so sure it was over. you knew it. and your worst fears were confrimed when one day, you walked in the hallway and passed an empty class where...they were all sitting.

"mike, seriously? when are you just gonna do it already!" lucas groans as mike paces around, "you've been saying you're gonna do it for weeks now! my grandma got sick, and then died, and you still didn't do anything!"

"were so tired of this" dustin sighs, "you're such a wuss! what's she gonna do? seriously!"

"you guys don't get it! it's hard...i...don't wanna hurt her" he mutters as he fiddles with his hands, will just shaking his head

"mike...she's always around, she's like never left you alone. i mean jesus, dustin and suzie aren't even like that" lucas says and you paused

she's always around

she's never left you alone

even dustin and suzie...

that was it? that was why he was pulling away. you were just a sticky...annoying..ruiner! how could he breathe with you always there! he hid in a class with his friends to hide from you. were you that terrible? before you could hear any more, you rushed away in tears.

"so that clearly means she feels the same too mike!" lucas continued just as you went away.

"just stop, mike" dustin holds mike by his shoulders, "you stop whatever weird...avoidant thing you're doing and go face her. now."

hesitantly, mike agreed. but he didn't see you in class...or at lunch...or even at your house. it's like you were gone. and for multiple days, you were. you hadn't come, even when he talked to you on the walkie, you went radio silent.

you didn't want to be such a burden anymore, you needed to give them the space he so clearly needs.

but all of that stopped when you found him at your window, he looked very worried, and a little mad. he knocks on the window, in the dead of night, and just stands there staring

"cmon, open the door. stop hiding" he sighs and you duck, "wh—i said stop hid—i already saw you!" he furrows his eyebrows, "jesus will you please talk to me? its freezing out here! i rode on my bike! ill get sick and diiiie! cmooon" he groans and whines, and you sigh, finally going to open the window, which he crawled out of very quickly.

you just crossed your arms and looked down, "what..." you mumbled and he just paused

"what? what?! you're what! you're—you...what the hell is going on!" he just bursts out and snaps, "she says what—you what! where have you been! do you know how worried i was? you disappear third period and then proceed to cease to exist for like days?!" he yells, and quickly quiets down.

"i talked to you...on the walkie. on our channel...wh...what are you doing? what happened? is it your mom? or...oh god" he freezes, "it's your grandma isn't it! she's gonna die like lucas'—"

"it's not my grandma, mike!" you suddenly speak up, "why do you even care? im...im giving you what you want. isn't this what you..w..wanted?" you whisper, your eyes welling up

he just stands there, panting a little from his outburst. "what i want?...what are you talking about?" he says and just furrows his eyebrows, his hands lift and slowly, touch your arms, "please...talk to me...what are you saying?" he sighs, his voice softening to such a warm tone just for you

you just look down, sniffling for a little, and wiping at your eyes, "i'm not stupid...i heard you on...i heard you with your friends. monday...in that empty science lab.." you whisper and cry softly, "why didn't you tell me? why didn't you say anything mike? that i was such...a sticky girlfriend. why?" she cries softly

he pauses for a moment, "what are you..." he trails off as he realizes, freezing, the color draining from his face. "no...no! nonononono, i swear. i swear that's not—you...really really took that the wrong way i promise--"

"don't lie mike! you think i couldn't see? when...when you'd hide away with your friends? when you'd mumble to them and think i don't see? you're sick of me!"

"i could never be sick of you—"

"stop lying—"

"i love you!" he yells, and you quickly quiet down, your eyes widening. he pants and looks away for a moment before he looks back at you, really looks at you, "i love you. i love you, don't you see? all those times...it was all my friends trying to tell me to just tell you already! i couldn't! you..." he sighs, "you know me...you know its not easy for me to just...say that stuff" he looks into your eyes

"what you heard...in that class. that was lucas trying to tell me that you're always there...that you don't leave me. that it could be really possible you..." he looks down, "that you love me too"

you stay quiet for so long, trying to process everything.

"but...i don't think so" he straightens up, "not anymore...not after what you thought—"

"i love you too, mike" you whisper, and he just stops his rambling, and a soft, small smile dawns on his face.

"you...you do?" he breathes out and slowly cradles your face

"i..i do mike" you smile warmly and slowly kiss him, he instantly melts into your touch, you giggle softly as you pull away, "i love you so much, mikey"

he just closes his eyes and laughs, and slowly looks at you again, "you'll be my cheerleader again?" he asks softly, and you nod, "always" you smile

looks like both of you could really use some communication skills.

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Welcome back. See you are taking requests. I need my beautiful Eddie and reader with angst. Like they are together and happy. The true couple of hawkins. But something bad happens to the reader. A bad car accident or she gets hurts really badly somehow. Eddie almost loses her. Now only if you are comfortable writing something like this of course. Thanks in advance

HIII MY LOVEE OF COURSE!!

you and eddie have been in school together since childhood. with him constantly annoying you, trying to befriend you. but of course you, being how you are, refused to be friends with a nerdy loser.

even at recess he'd be there constantly annoying you.

"hey, nice pigtails!'

"like how you decorated your little locker...pretty"

you always ignored him until one day, he'd been extra nagging on you that day. you were at the swings trying to just play in peace, and he was there.

"sooo like what would you prefer? maggots or slugs?"

"that's so gross eddie" you shook your head and kept swinging

"but why! yknow some people eat cockroaches!" he grins and you ignore him, he frowns, and comes closer

"heyyyy...helllooo? okay so if you had to be anything what would you be? do you think the world is gonna end like everyone saying? uncle wayne alwayyys says america is lying!" he kept talking nonstop, and you still paid him no mind.

till he, in an attempt to get you to finally talked, what he thought was gentle, was pretty rough. "hey, i'm talking to youuu" he says and tries to tap your shoulder but ends up pushing you off the swing

you gasped and cried so much that day, a bright red scrape on your knee. the teacher took you away, and you'd glared at him for days. he did feel guilty, he only wanted to talk!

till one day he showed up at the playground, with a pretty red lollipop.

"soo...friends?" he smiles, and you of course took it!

ever since then you'd been such close friends growing up in highschool together. even through all his weird and nerdy phases you stayed, even when he was held back, you still stayed.

till finally he graduated, and that exact night he found out, he rushed to your house. you still lived with your parents so he had to sneak in to your room to tell you the big news. you were his best friend after all and he needed to tell you!

"you see? look!" he shows you the certificate, "officially!! then i can join you on your job...make sure nobody steals thy queen away"

"you're such a loser!" you giggled and smacked his arm, it got quiet for a moment, and eventually, the two of you kissed. for so long. till of course you heard your dad downstairs and he had to escape.

ever since then, you two had been together. even when he taught the younger kids dnd, you'd join. he'd get you to sit on his lap, call you the queen. and of course nobody dared to complain. even when he got his job, it wasn't much, just some random clerk, but it was still amazing

at night, you'd go for drives secretly, he introduced you to uncle wayne. you were the cutest couple that even those who once called him a freak, had begrudgingly accepted you two.

it was so nice, being with someone who just....got you. even when you had your moments, even when you fought he was still around trying to make you laugh.

it was your third year aniversary, eddie was with his friends, and you were preparing. you had a house together now, and you got everything prepared. his favorite meal all put together waiting to be cooked, his mix tape playing in the background. and of course his hellfire shirt on

"okay..." you mumbled to yourself as you dimmed the lights, "kay...candles! okay yeah! candles how can i forget!" you sigh and go to grab the keys, but the phone rings

"hello?"

"hi baby..." a warm voice speaks through the receiver

you instantly melt and the biggest grin was on your face, "what's up?"

"what's up? hm...you're mad at me" eddie says and you tried to stifle your giggle

"maybe...i can't believe you eddie! seriously" you fake scoff, "out with your friends so late...are you forgetting--"

"im at a gas station im five minutes out i swear sweetheart" he cuts you off with a slightly panicked tone, thinking you were actually mad

your whole act drops instantly...five minutes? he said he'll be late! the candles!

"you...are? oh...haha...okay. um bye!" you rush to hang up and just stand for a short moment. "five minutes..it's too late..." you sigh, "i can't make it..."

you go to put the car keys back on the table before you pause. "it's only three minutes away by car...and if im a teeensy bit quick...i can make it! it has to be perfect!" you rush out and into your car, your heart racing as you quickly started it up and drove

"i can make it i can make it!" you say to yourself and increase the speed, your breath quickening with the adrenaline

you swerve right, and look at your watch, two minutes! you increase it even more, and swerve another right, till your car turns to hard and right onto a cliff

meanwhile, eddie's just gotten home

"honey, im home!" he tries to fix his hair and look like the classic husband and wife, his ring heavy in his pocket, "ooh...excited are we?" he says as he sees all the prepared things

"i know you're mad at me...i know what day it is! but trust me you'll be so happy to know why" he grins as he walks around the house, "playing hide and seek are we?" he laughs and tries to look under the bed and in the closet, "you got me, baby...cmon out lemme see those pretty eyes." he calls out softly

he furrows his eyebrows as there's still silence, only the low volume of his mixtape, suddenly the phone rings

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"where is she?" he pants as he runs to the front desk, "eddie--you..guys--you called me--you guys called me? is she okay? what the hell happened" he stutters out, his heart pounding

"is she good is she...is...is she..." his lip slightly trembles before the nurse gets up

"mister munson she's in the room right now...she's alive. don't you worry" she says and walks to guide him, "they found her car flipped in the trees, she's pretty banged up. some fractures...kept mumbling about a candle" she explains as she gently goes to open the door

"candles?" he furrows his eyebrows, "fuck..candles" he sighs, his eyes closing as he realizes. it's that stupid candle he got you one time for an aniversary, you'dgotten so mad cause it was the exact one she already had. it became a tradition now...

he slowly walks in as he sees you, his eyes instantly soften. you're completely out on the hospital bed, so many casts on you, cuts and bruises oh god.

"she was really bleeding...if we came even a minute later she would've...we would've lost her" the nurse sighs as she goes to check her vitals once more.

"baby..." he murmurs as he quickly sits on the bed, gently holding her hand tight, "what did you do? why...why" he can feel his eyes prickling. the sight of you so utterly banged up, so hurt, broke something deep in him

"my girl...my beautiful girl..." he whispers, his other hand wiping away his tears quickly, "tonight was supposed to be so special" he slowly goes to kiss your forehead, his lips staying against your skin for a moment longer, just to feel your warm skin.

he stayed there that whole night, if your heart got even a little quicker he'd call a nurse. he called one so many times they had to come and sit him down to explain that it's only pressed when they're actually needed and not to ask if he can brush her hair

it was finally the day, after so long, your eyes fluttered softly, everything a little blurry as you registered where you are and what had happened. you slowly glance to the side and see eddie looking out the window mumbling to himself

"e...edd..eddie?" your voice was hoearse as you called out, he quickly snapped to you

"baby..." he breathes out in such relief as he holds his hand, "how you feelin, huh? you need anything? the uh...nurse...revoked my button pressing privelages..." he scratches the back of his neck

"how...long was i out?" you slowly say and he looks at the clock, "like...really long. trust me like...this might be record time for you being mad at me" he grins and you slowly smile, trying to laugh gently

"wasn mad...was trying to...scare you" she says softly and he pauses

"are you kidding me?" he shakes his head, "i thought you were mad! i was sitting here so guilty and you..." he sighs, "you went to get that stupid candle"

you giggle soflty, "it's tradition" you smile

"yeah well not anymore...i think...ill like...get triggered if i see one now" he says and you laugh softly

"look at you..." he sighs and just watches your soft face, "not even five minutes up and you're laughing" he says and looks down at your hand, "i...cooked something so special just for you..." he looks at you, deep into your eyes

"i've been sleeping here for like days, and you're not really in a position to walk away sooo im gonna abuse my power" he says and you just furrow your eyebrows, he slowly gets on his knees

"i was gonna do this later...but...i want this to be our new happy day instead of that one...our new..tradition. the day you woke up and smiled" he says and looks up at you, "you...are the most amazing girl ive ever seen. like...no poster, no magazine could compare. even when i suck...even when im being like my dad...youre still there. you weirdly like me..and...youre so beautiful...and.." he sighs, "will..you make me the happiest man in the world...and..marry me?"

you gasp softly, your eyes so warm and so full of love. "eddie..." you smile softly, "yes! of course yes..." you giggle and gently kiss him as he stands and rushes to you, and slowly puts the ring on your finger

"look at you...my pretty girl" he smiles so soft, "am i the best at timing or what?" he says and try to roll your eyes

"you're annoying"

"you're my wife" he whispers and kisses you softly, he was gonna break every one of those stupid candles as soon as hes home

a/n: GUYS IM SORRY I FEEL LIKE THIS SUCKS. i havent written in SO long so pls bear with me if im a little rough still. love you guys!! i missed u so much

taglist: @ali-r3n

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i think i’m ready to write for st again, send requests!!!

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GUYS HOW WAS SEASON 5

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I have a request, can I have one where Eddie and the reader is Eddie best friend, later on Eddie starts dating Chrissy but he doesn’t know that the reader likes him. The reader being sad and distant towards him though out the time.. Eddie being confused and mad at reader and thinking she is jealous, later on gets into argument with her doesn’t talk to the reader for a few weeks, very angst, for the end you make your own if you want fluff or angst. Thank you, I love your writing ❤️❤️❤️

a/n: i’m so excited for this i hope i did well though. 💔💔 did i lose my touch be honest 🙏🏻

you and eddie have been friends for god knows how long, ever since that day at recess, you’d been playing with this random toy you’d seen and he was quick to confront you, it was his!

after you ran off crying, he came to you and handed you the same toy.

‘jus quit crying! jeez you can have it!!’

ever since then, you’d been inseparable. you were around a year or two younger than him. so when he was held back in school, you were catching up to him which made you even closer than you already were

soon enough, you’d developed a crush on him. at first, it was harmless. maybe a little giggle here and there, a tiny thought in the back of your mind maybe once a week

i’d date him

but it was never anything to act upon, since you weren’t all that interested in him. until it just got worse and worse, and robin had quite the earful about it practically every day!

steve also heard about it a few times here and there since he was usually in the background stacking the shelves or so, but not the full story

you couldn’t help it though. he was so kind to you, he’d get you snacks n everything! you had a tradition, every friday night you buy a ton of snacks and watch a cheesy movie!

it was your thing.

he was so caring and loving to you that people generally thought you were dating until they got the unfortunate news

you were content with being only friends though, at least he still did quite a lot for you. up until that one day

that horrible day. where everything got ruined

you’d been walking with eddie around the school halls, talking, until he bumped into chrissy.

“oh my gosh i’m so sor…” she trails off as she looks at him

he smiles and grabs the things from the floor

“it’s all good pretty” he says and she’d suddenly opened a conversation, it was too awkward for you so you just went on to class, since you were obviously not gonna sit and watch them talk. which took like a year to finish, he didn’t even come to class!

what could’ve been so interesting he missed class to talk about.

it kept going on like this, he stopped sitting with you during break time, he’d walk her home, he’d miss classes for her, and you had held it all in up until he did it.

he did it.

you had been waiting for the past three hours at the supermarket so he could come, it was friday night, which meant it was time for your tradition.

he didn’t come, and you broke when, on your way home, you saw him and chrissy going into the movie theater, smiling as wide as possible.

he’d broken the 5 year long tradition…for her?

you went home sobbing, if anyone knew why, they’d think it would be a stupid reason, but it wasn’t. it truly hurt. he practically chose her over you.

you stopped trying to think positively after that, to just say, it’s fine! it’s just today! or—he didn’t mean to, maybe he forgot!

both steve and robin noticed it after you stopped talking about him so much, or even talking to him for that matter.

everytime he’d approach you, you’d mumble out some short response and leave. and he definitely noticed, even in the times where he does sit with you, you’d get up and leave.

it kept going on like this up until on your walk home, he grips your wrist and turns you, not harshly but firm enough to stop you.

you furrow your eyebrows as you look at him, expecting something

“well?” he says and you look around, confused

“what?”

“wh—what?? you’re asking what?? you’re not gonna explain why the hell you’ve been acting so weird?” he spits out, it was clear he’s had enough

you shrug, “weird how?” you question

“don’t bullshit me. you know exactly what i’m talking about! what the hell is going on with you!”

you laugh, as if he really had the right to ask that after how he’s been acting

“what’s going on with me? how about what’s going on with you, munson!” you spit out, and he furrows his eyebrows, you’d never use his last name..

“you stop sitting with me at lunch, you miss classes just to see her, you barely ever see me! and—on top of all that—you miss our night. our night! the one we do every single week for the past five years and for what? chrissy? little princess of hawkins chrissy?”

he scoffs, “jesus christ—chrissy? that’s what this is about?!” he says and shakes his head

“yes it’s about chrissy! you barely even know her!”

“oh my god, i don’t think that’s any of your business! if youre so jealous because of how amazing she is just say that!”

“jealous? are you kidding me? that’s what you think this is? grow up, eddie!” you spit out

“it’s obviously jealousy! look at you! you see one girl that’s ten times better than you look my way and you go crazy!” he says and you pause, your heart clenched, how could he say that?

“what’s wrong with you? how could you even say that? i’ve been your best friend for—“

“don’t give me that bullshit! don’t play the victim! what is it, huh? because she’s popular? because she’s pretty? just admit you’re fucking obsessed! i don’t know how i ever even became friends with a freak like you”

your vision blurs, you don’t even say anything, you just turn and walk away, silently crying. who was this person?

eddie didn’t even bother to stay, he was quick to leave too. you walked into family video, robin wasn’t there, but steve was. and he was quick to notice your puffy red eyes, he rushed to you

“hey—hey hey peach.” he says softly and hugs you, and you breakdown in his arms, “woah woah—it’s okay…it’s okay” he rubs your back, trying to soothe you, “you wanna tell me what’s going on?”

you didn’t go to school for a couple of days, but when you did, you didn’t even bat an eye at eddie. who, in the meantime, was getting swallowed into a hole of utter guilt and shame.

he wasn’t even fully there when he was with chrissy, and in class, he’d stare at you the whole time. it went on like this for weeks, and eddie couldn’t take any more.

he didn’t even care about chrissy, and he’d realized your words were right and that she wasn’t really all that. how could be so blinded by her popularity and looks?

those weeks were hell, he’d truly realized how much he liked you, and how agonizingly painful it was to not be able to see you or talk to you at all.

so he dumped chrissy, and didn’t really feel anything. he picked up some flowers on the way and knocked on your door, this was it

you opened the door, surprised to see him, eddie noticed how pretty you look…and how he looked dead compared to you, he’s been suffering without you, you were too…right?

he calls your name and sighs, “i just…i wanted to explain myself—that day—i didn’t mean anything i said i swear to you. and—for chrissy—you were right. you were right about everything and it broke me when i stopped talking to y…” he trails off, his heart shattering at the sight of steve, in some boxers and no shirt, showing up from behind the door

you look away, and eddie didn’t speak, he just stays there, the anger building up.

“i’ll see you in a second baby okay?” you say and kiss steve before walking out and closing the door, and the look on eddie’s face got worse when you kissed steve

“wh—you’re dating him? you’re dating the king of hawkins?! that dipshit?!” he yells, how could you do this?!

wasn’t this ironic?

“what! jesus christ, this is about steve? really?” you mimic him, “if you’re so jealous about how amazing he is just say that” she says and smiles, walking away.

eddie mentally curses himself, she’d repeated the same words he said to her.

it was over. he’d lost his chance with the most amazing girl he’s ever met without realizing it.

that’s what he gets though

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RAEEEEEE I MISSED YOUUUUU SMMM

PLS TELL ME YOURE OKAY AND YOURE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF :(

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OMG HI ITS BEEN SO LONG WHAT

IM OKAY YES. i was going thru externals and a bunch of other stuff BUT IM TRUING TO TAKE CARE OF MYSELF!!

HOW ARE YOU

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I saw your new fic and dropped everything I was doing to read it.

Welcome back! It’s so good to see you on here 💜

oh my gosh thank you!!

hiii! i missed this really

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We all love u here buddy! Would you wanna write smth about reader with steddie, where Steve accidentally upsets her and Eddie’s trying to comfort her, all the while Steve’s begging to talk and apologise

pairing: steddie x reader

warnings: swearing, steve accidentally being mean without realizing it, thats it but please tell me if i missed something!

you woke up rather early today, just in time to see steve before he went to work. something happened the other day, and you wanted to tell stevie all about it!

“oh my gosh, i have to tell you stevie! guess what!” you said, steve didn’t really answer but you were used to it anyway, “yesterday, i went to the mall with stacy! you know stacy, she’s like my best friend ever! and we had so much fun we ate ice cream and went shopping and when we were walking around the mall i saw the cutest—“

“baby” he said, a little louder than the volume you were speaking, “i really don’t care what happened with you and stacy, okay? i have stuff to do” steve said, and left the house

you stood there, tears brimming in your eyes, you did it again. you annoyed someone into leaving. why were you like this? why did you have to be so excited and get so talkative over something so stupid?

you silently went to the bathroom, seeing as you just woke up, you then went to the kitchen, and began making breakfast for you and eddie

sooner or later, eddie woke up, you knew because you felt hands wrap around your waist

“good morning, sweetheart” he smiled

you hummed in response, and he furrowed his eyebrows

“that smells really good” he said and you didn’t respond

he went to the bathroom, and you set the table, once he got back, he saw the look in your eyes, you were now facing him, and it was clear you’d been crying

“hey, didn’t you go out with stacy yesterday?” he spoke as he ate

you nodded

“how’d that go? you did come back looking excited”

you shrugged and continued eating

eddie looked at you for a moment before dropping the fork and knife

“okay, what the hell is going on?” he said, and you just furrowed your eyebrows, “don’t look at me like that, can you just talk to me like a normal person?”

“what’s wrong, eddie?” you said

“what’s wrong? wha—are you mad at me? shit—did you see the magazine under the bed? baby i swear i love your body that was before we all started dating i promise you i don’t use them i mean maybe sometimes but it’s only when you’re away i sw—“

“i didn’t know about that” you simply said and he realized he fucked up, “it’s fine eddie, it’s not all about me, yknow, you can see other magazines, it would be good anyway so you don’t get bored of me”

“okay, what?” he furrowed his eyebrows

“just forget it eddie” you said, eddie didn’t want to forget it, but he kept quiet for you

that was until he heard sniffling, he looked up from his plate only to see you crying as you ate

“hey hey hey, whoa, baby” he quickly got up and kneeled down in front of you to get to your level, “talk to me, sweet thing, what’s wrong?”

“i’m sorry—i just…i feel like steve doesn’t like me” you said

“what? of course not, steve loves you!” he answered

“but—today before he went to work, i wanted to tell him about what happened yesterday and he said he didn’t care and left…am i really that annoying?”

“what—no, no, no, you’re not annoying at all” he said, wiping your tears, “cmon baby, you know i hate to see you cry…why don’t you come and tell me what happened, i’m all ears”

sniffling, you had slightly calmed down, and with a light smile you nodded "so...yesterday, i went to the mall with...um stacy! you know stacy...yknow what its nothing-"

"no no hey..." eddie mutters softly as he caresses her cheeks, "i want to know everything...don't leave a single thing out, got it pretty girl?" he says in a low voice

you nod slowly, and look down before eddie lifts your chin up and you smile softly, "so...anyway she’s like my best friend ever! and we had so much fun we ate ice cream and went shopping and when we..."

you continued on with your story, telling him every single detail about what you did and saw and such, and eddie nodded, listening to you talk, smiling

soon, you had hopped in the shower, and steve had just come home, you made his favorite food, all ready and placed on the stove to be heated up when he comes.

eddie's eyes flickered to the door as he heard it, he slowly walked to the bathroom, slowly closing it so you don't hear anything outside, and turned to steve who was just sitting on the couch looking at the ground

eddie stood there looking at steve, steve didn't even dare to look up, he knew what he did.

"you had a good breakfast with her today?" eddie says and steve sighs

"i know alright...i messed up-"

"damn right you messed up. that sweet girl was crying because of it today." eddie says and steve looks at him, his eyes softening

"shit..."

"the fuck was going through your head-"

"clearly not alot!" he says and gets up, looking at eddie right in the eye, "im an idiot..." he says and turns away, "i love to hear her talk...i love everything about her...i was just stressed out..."

“don’t, steve. that girl has been nothing but an angel. you can’t take it out on her whenever some bullshit at work happens” eddie says, a stern look on his face, he pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered to himself for a second before looking back at him

“she made you your favorite. it’s in the kitchen” eddie points out and walks away, steve sighed, he felt like a dick

you soon walk out of the bathroom after you’d gotten dressed, brushing your wet hair and walking, to be met with steve sitting on the couch, leaned to the edge, elbows on his knees, his hands raking through his hair as he mutters to himself

she paused for a moment, steve glancing up at her, just as she was about to turn away he gets up

“shit—wait! please baby, please?” he says, almost pleading

you turn back to him, fiddling with your hands after you’d placed the brush on the table, “um…i made you your favorite…i’ll heat it up” she says and nods before he even replies and walks to the kitchen, before he grips her wrist, not harshly but firm enough to keep her

“will….will you please…please—tell me what happened yesterday?” he asks softly, eddie, who was nearby, crossing his arms as you just looked at him

“uh…i already told eddie so…s’okay” she says softly and steve shakes his head

“i’m so so fucking sorry baby—please, angel? i know it’s not an excuse but i was just pissed cause of work and i wasn’t in the mood—but i’m so sorry. that doesn’t mean shit! i love hearing you talk, about every little or big thing in the world, with that pretty voice of yours. i’m so sorry baby, i’m so sorry” he whispers, his voice trembling slightly, like he was gonna run out of breath if she didn’t forgive him

you just look at him, your eyes softening, eddie glancing at you, you nod and hug him

“s’okay…i forgive you stevie…it’s okay” you whisper as you rub his back, your touch was a balm to his soul…he’d felt awful this whole day

“see that, sweetheart?” eddie says with a grin, “this idiot can’t get enough of you! look at him! you don’t talk to him for five minutes and he’s about to cry” he says and steve deadpans him, you giggle with eddie, and steve finally budges and laughs with you

“so…are you gonna tell me baby?” he says softly and you nod as you walk into the kitchen to heat up the food, eddie and steve both sit at the table

“okay okay! let me tell you! so i was—wait wait! let me start at the beginning—“ you talked on and on and the two listened, a soft smile on their faces, even eddie who already heard this story before, but they both cant help it. they’ll listen a million times…they will never get tired of you

a/n: hihi guys been a long long time since ive been around and writing, i missed you all so so much! i’m still getting into it so im not gonna be so frequent but feel free to request!! miss you all🤍

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:00 welcome back rae!!

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STOP HI I MISS U

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heyy, you probably dont check this anymore but i just want u to know i hope you’re okay <3

hiii

this is so sweet stop 😭😭 thank u i’m okay how are uuu

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hi rae! idk if youre active on this acc anymore, but just incase you are, your writings are amazing and youre amazing and so talented <3

HII THANK U SM UR AMAZING AND TALENTED MWAH 💗💗