#mike wheeler angst

[lunabug2004]

Guys whatever you do don’t think about the fact that Mike Wheeler gets no comfort while watching his best friend get taken over by a literal monster and then be in excruciating pain because of this monster, only to be lost to this monster in front of his own very eyes. Don’t think about the fact that despite being the only (aware) child in the situation, none of the adults around him ever try to check up on him or support him through this.

Then when Bob dies he’s the one providing comfort to Joyce when they run, he’s the one comforting and supporting the others by coming up with plans.

The only comfort he gets isn’t until the beginning of episode 9, when everything isn’t even over yet, and it’s too late. He’s already lost his trust in Hopper now. He kept El from him for almost a year, letting him soak in his own depression and self-guilt. He may stay by Hop after he comforts him because that’s what he is craving, it’s what he needs, but we’re back to disrespectful Mike in the next season bc obv it was too much for Mike to forgive Hop.

In season 1, we see a kid with his heart on his sleeve. He knows what he wants and he’s not afraid to tell people this, even when his own family is putting him down for it. But in s3, we see a kid who represses his emotions as far down as they’ll go, full of self-hatred, never opening up to anyone.

I believe this change is mainly due to these facts: 1) he was depressed for a whole year and no one ever picked up on it, again, no one comforted him, esp not his family. He probably thought he was being stupid, we already know he thought he was crazy. 2) at this point, he had been repeatedly shut down when voicing his thoughts (Lucas shutting down his worries about Will, Dustin yelling at him when he was grieving for Bob, Hopper immediately getting mad when he was voicing his frustrations), and he probably doesn’t think there’s any point to it anymore. No one ever listens to him anyways. And then 3) the complete lack of comfort he is (not) given throughout seeing Will, his best friend, suffer and being completely unable to help him. That is, until he’s forced to listen to his screams as he’s convincing the others to put Will to sleep.

So yeah… don’t think about that guys :)

[hessolivagant]

redraw of the gayest scene in stranger things

Haha jk thought you were going to get something silly? No screw you

[dollywony]

unfair - m.w/j.h

pairing: mike x reader & one-sided jane x reader

summary: the crumbled polaroid on the ground revealed the truth and some feelings.

a/n: aahh im so sorry for not updating!!! school and life has been so draining :( ive gotten so rusty with writing so i hope this isn’t horrible 😕

warnings: cheating, cursing, angst.

wc: 1k

It was 3:27 am. Who was ringing your door like a fucking mad man?

Grumbling, you got yourself up and pushed it open. To your sudden satisfaction, it was your boyfriend, Mike.

Widening your eyes, you questioned the lanky boy who had been standing out in the rain, fully drenched. That wasn’t the only thing that stood out to you though.

His eyes, bloodshot red while his nose was a furious shade of vermillion.

“Mike, what are you doing here?” You asked, as you ushered him into your house.

Sniffling he followed you in. Ushering off to get a towel for him, he held your wrist firmly.

Giving him a look of confusion and worry, he began to speak, not before immediately crying.

Not caring if you got wet, you pulled him into a hug and tried your best to comfort him. Whispering “it’s okay” and “you know I’m here” repeatedly into his shivering figure.

A few minutes went by before Mike spoke up.

“Y/n-“ Mike choked up, bursting into tears once again.

“Mike? What is it?”

You were met with no reply, the sounds of Mike’s sobs echoing through your ears again.

“Y/n, I’m so sorry.” Mike finally let out, slowly letting his head hang low.

What exactly was he sorry for? You were sure he had done nothing wrong from what you knew.

“Sorry about what?”

Wordlessly, Mike fished something out of his pocket. A crushed up polaroid hit the ground.

Picking said polaroid up, your look of confusion turned into a fury of different emotions. It was at a party of some sort you guessed. Mike was against the walls, arms wrapped around some girl while hers were upon his chest, making out.

You were silent.

Nothing ran through your head. You tried to convince yourself that he was just caught off guard, maybe even set up but no. The look on Mike's face gave it away. It wasn’t like he was surprised, no. He looked like himself.

The image looked normal. Well, minus the fact that your boyfriend was making out with another girl.

He had done the one thing he had promised he would never have done.

Cheat on you.

Mike turned his head away, trying to somehow shove his shame away. Trying to somehow ignore the scene upon him. Trying to somehow, somehow believe this all is a nightmare come alive.

Mike's pleads and apologies haven’t even made it through your ears. They all seemed like empty, useless words.

Feeling the warm sensation of your tears streaking your pained face, you think of how minutes earlier you were wiping away the tears of who you believed loved you.

You bring your hand up as an attempt to wipe your tears away. They were useless, the ugly sobs stuck in your throat erupting and making you a mess. Your knees grew weak and gave up on you.

Tossing the polaroid to god knows where, you just cry. You just fucking cry.

It felt like hours, but when you look up to distinguish the time, only five minutes had gone by. Five minutes of the two of you crying had gone by.

“Mike, please leave.” Your voice comes out croaky. You were surprised that you could compose a sentence without breaking down again.

“Y/n-“

“Mike.”

Mike's face contorts from frustration to helplessness. But, he accepts your decision. He knew the mental message you sent him. The message that you couldn’t say right now. Not verbally.

Mike wants to fight with you, at least to try and get you back but he knows he’s lost.

He’s lost you.

Shamefully, Mike picks the tear stained polaroid and shoves it in his back pocket and heads for the front door.

“You know Y/n. I really still love you. I really fucking do.”

The sound of your door clicking had released the new streams of tears you tried so hard to push back.

Words couldn’t explain how you felt. You felt a mixture of multiple emotions. The feeling of nausea came to you, though you felt no need to regurgitate.

Through the door, Mike can hear your muffled, anguished sobs. He can hear the low whimpers you let out. He can practically feel the emotions radiating off you through the door.

Walking back to the black vehicle, he slams the door shut.

“You didn’t have to make me do that, you know.” Mike grumbles to his friend.

“Y/n had a right to know.” Jane scoffs.

“But you could have kept it a secret!” Mike exclaimed with frustration.

Mike was right. Jane could have kept it a secret but she didn’t.

She loved you too much.

“Y/n’s my best friend. I’m doing what’s best for her and you.”

“And I thought we agreed it would be for the best if she didn’t know?”

Staying silent, Jane doesn’t say anything. Sure, she agreed at first once seeing the unknown female in his bed but she didn't understand.

Why did you choose Mike?

Why not her?

Why was it Mike out of all people?

Jane had probably loved you the moment you guys became friends. Your bubbly personality, your smile, the way your eyes light up at the mention of cherries and penguins.

She loved you so much but why was it Mike that had won your frail, delicate heart over?

Jane knew she was selfish. She knew she was selfish for making Mike tell Y/n about his scandalous behavior but she didn’t care. She knew Y/n would take it horribly but she couldn’t hold the lies in any longer.

“Shut up Mike, it was your fault anyways.” Jane grumbles as she starts to drive to the Wheelers residence.

Even though as hard as Jane tried to ignore it, she knew that deep down Mike was Y/n’s and Y/n was Mike’s. No matter what happened. At the end of the day either one of you would run back.

And she fucking hated it.

[realbylershit]

yesyesyesyesyesyesyes

[byler-alarmist]

Everyone in the Party got to cry last season.

Except Mike.

🌚

[drewsprettygirl]

little miss. 💋 ༉‧₊˚.

mike wheeler x fem! reader

slight! smut. we don’t get into p in v in this fic.

age pairing: 18+

small heads up, you’ll be the angela in the story. angela is y/n. this takes place in the roller rink scene, aged up. ( pls don’t interact if you’ll just shade down my fic regarding mike. i’ve seen so many mike writers getting hate over this situation. i only write for fun. )

you were eyeing this boy, beside that jane hopper. he looked so eye-catching; there was something about him that made warmth pool inside of you.

the way his hands held jane’s. you wanted that.

sure you had jake, he was a really cute guy.

but this? you had to have him. and you took the chance.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

“milkshakes? yum!”

why is y/n here. i’m supposed to be enjoying this, but she’s starting to ruin it. mike was just talking about how his milkshake was better. did she watch him?

she strutted across the floor on her skates, fixating her gaze on — mike?

“where oh where have you been hiding this handsome thing?”

y/n looked at him with soft eyes, the eyes where you would think “oh she’s such an angel” in your head. but no. she’s so much worse.

i didn’t know how to react. “uh— y/n.”

“th — this is mike. my boyfriend. “

she’s reaching her hand out to him.

“y/n. pleasure.”

her words melt like butter. she says it smoothly.

mike’s looking at her so— dreamily. i look down into my lap. why does she always have to ruin the good things.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

is this the girl el’s been talking about? she’s—pretty. like good pretty, not the kind you’d hear as a friendly compliment. she’s seriously pretty.

mike, stop.

you have a girlfriend. you have el.

she looks so dreamy.

“y/n. pleasure.”

what the fuck. she looks so— pretty. the way she talks its so smoothly. like—like i can listen to her speak all day.

“heard a lot about you, it’s really cool to finally meet one of el— jane’s friends. “

“friends?”

she’s laughing. was there something wrong with i said? what the fuck is wrong with my head today.

“yeah! super. come on friend.”

she pulls el to the roller rink. i can’t help but watch the way her hips roll every time she skates.

i feel her eyes on me, wait does she feel the same? isn’t the guy beside her a bit ago her boyfriend? she smiles at me. i feel my cheeks burning. i need a mirror.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

the local snitch and her little milkshake. hilarious, luckily her boyfriend wasn’t there to see. he’s still in the restroom. i need to see him.

“jake, i need some air. i’ll be outside.”

“okay.”

jake doesn’t seem to care, but i do. he tells me he loves me, but i dont feel the same. we’re just together for a reason. i lied when i told him that i loved him.

i walked to the restroom that mike went in and saw him, washing his face.

“are you okay? your face better be clean at this point.”

“oh— y/n! hi. whaddya doing?”

“just to wash my hands. you know, jane isn’t the person she is.”

he looks at me confused.

“what do you mean exactly..?”

“let’s just say she doesn’t need to find out. you know?”

i strut towards him, my hips swaying every so slightly and wrap my arms around his neck. i look into his eyes, they’re so pretty and doe-like.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

he has his hands on her, inside the bathroom stall. roaming around her body while kissing her passionately. she tugged on his hair, causing his head to arch back and moan softly.

“mmph..” mike started to kiss her jawline to her neck to her cleavage, sucking on it leaving pretty pinks and purples across her collar.

“y/n, you’re so pretty.”

he kisses harder on her and starts to moan softly. they were lucky nobody was in the bathroom right now, otherwise they would’ve been caught.

“you’re so gorgeous.”

a peck on her jaw.

“you’re so beautiful.”

a warm open-mouthed kiss to her cleavage.

“can i?”

he looks at her for consent. he wanted her top off her, she was clouding his head. he couldn’t think about el. it was all y/n. y/n. y/n.

“yes.”

“i don’t know how you could be so hot, miss.”

she presses a kiss on his jawline and lets off a small giggle.

he pulls her shirt off and throws it to the floor.

his eyes trail to her chest to her hips and to her stomach, admiring her.

“i don’t know how el would have friends like these..”

“el? who’s el?”

crap. i wasn’t supposed to say that. he thought.

“uh— that’s jane. just a nickname.”

“oh. okay then.”

the two kissed each other leaving a trail of saliva on their lips, and smashing their lips together again as he undoes her bra.

she moans softly against his left hand, muffling her moans as he starts to suck her right breast and fondle her left breast with the other hand.

he kisses her breasts and immediately hears someone calling his name outside the restroom door.

“shit. i hear will outside.”

“do you really have to go?”

“what if he finds us!”

“then let him be.”

she then pecks an open mouthed on his neck and looks at him with doe eyes, making him fixate his gaze on her. he noticed how long her lashes were, how her bangs framed her face properly, how her lips were such a pretty shape and how her eyes twinkled in the dim light of the restroom.

“we can’t let him see, how about this. you and me, later?”

“fine. only because it’s you. see ya.”

that was the last thing she said to him.

those words were the last thing he heard from her until his girlfriend, el, jane, whatever. smashed a roller skate on y/n’s head.

he didn’t know that right after that session with you, that el asked you to say sorry. he had caught a glimpse of el thrown into the ground, but he thought it was all jokes.

blood was trickling on her face, she looked devastated. he was devastated. not because of the plans they were about to have tonight, because of el. he didn’t understand why she would do something like that. was there something that he missed? he thought you guys were friends.

“oh—oh my god..”

“holy shit el. what did you do.”

oh, if only he knew what you did to el.

if only el knew what you did to him.

[ghoulsanderson]

Manifesting Mike wheeler meltdown in s5

[conanssummerchild]

every time someone says 'i miss the old mike' it makes me so mad and furious on his behalf like . that is my boy. he's trying. he's doing his best. he' s just hurting :((

[eatmehuckass]

i NEED more content on wet cigarette not like having dirty nails reading glasses tiring hair up load of problems sweater internal homophobia wearing freak mike.

I NEED this man to HURT. I NEED him to sob. I NEED him to BREAK.

[groovinrightalong]

Craving Byler angst? Like season 2 Miwi? Want some supernatural spooky season shit?

You should go check out my fic Sleeper Agent, which I have finally updated after like five months:D

If you want.

Here’s the synopsis:

[lunabug2004]

Mike Wheeler Needs A Hug (and not one that he initiates)

I saw someone say that when people claim Mike doesn’t receive comfort it’s a complete lie because he hugs Karen and Hopper, and yes, to an extent this is true. He does receive (physical) comfort multiple times throughout the show. But the problem is that he receives it too late and he’s almost always the one who initiates it. Even with these two factors alone, we can still come to the conclusion, just like he probably has, that no one cares about his issues.

Karen only hugs him in seasons 1&3 because he came into the house upset and in obvious need of support, he was hurting so much that he let his usual walls fall down (at least partially, we don’t ever actually see him open up). Hopper only hugs him in s2 because he was literally bursting at the seams and in obvious need of support. Of course, this is also after Hopper yells at him for being completely reasonably upset.

He has to make his emotions very obvious before anyone will comfort him because no one pays enough attention to notice his silent suffering. Every time he’s received (physical) comfort he’s either asked for it by letting his walls down almost willingly (s1&3) or his walls unwillingly breaking down (s2).

This is why we say Mike has not really received comfort. Because he shouldn’t have to (essentially) ask for it, that makes it almost meaningless.

[buckieduckie2]

if there isn’t a scene next season where mike is crying and in denial about being gay and then eventually being reassured and being told “it’s okay” while they’re crying and he’s sobbing because he’s being told for the very first time that it’s okay to feel this way and even so he’s still dealing with a lot of fighting feelings of being accepted and also still battling with internalized homophobia and having some sort of panic attack but then like again being told he’s okay and crying crying and then slowly accepting himself and his relationship with will for what it is and still trying to navigate this new world of what’s okay to do and to feel then i don’t want it.

[dollywony]

step on me - m.w

pairing(s): mike x reader & jane x mike

summary: you're done with letting mike step all over you.

a/n: really off topic but i have been in my bedroom letting my louis partridge phase come back 🤭💞💞 hes so pookie

warnings: cursing, cheating, mentions of deceased parent figure, asshole mike :(

wc: 1.9k+

Winter break was in two days. You were ecstatic, and had shared this with your boyfriend Mike. He didn’t pay attention. In fact, he seemed so out of it in the past couple of weeks. Was it something you said?

He barely paid attention to you, even once stepping on your foot and walking away in the halls. He had smushed your newly bought Mary Janes, but you didn’t care, he must’ve had his reasons.

You didn’t dare bring this up to him. You didn’t want conflict. You knew Mike Wheeler was slipping away from you and so, you leaped at the chance of hanging out with him when the Wheelers were hosting a Christmas party. Apparently, the Byers were visiting during break but you didn’t mind. Mike had said that Jane and him had left it off on good terms so you left it as it was.

Christmas eve had approached. You were beyond ecstatic, heart almost leaping out of your chest. You hoped that Mike had appreciated your gift. Said gift was a photo book that held images dating back to freshman year of high school. Your first anniversary, the day you had pied Mike, the day you got each other matching bracelets, and so much more.

Before you could ring the bell, Karen had already opened the door. “Sweetie! Hi everyone’s in the basement opening gifts!,” she said smiling. “If you need any help, just come up to the kitchen, I'm waiting for the cookies to pop out of the oven!” “thanks Mrs. Wheeler.” you replied, grateful that Karen was such a sweetheart. “Anytime darling.”

As you descended down the stairs, you were greeted with grimaces. Had you worn something wrong? Was there a stain on your sweater? But, those anguished faces slowly turned into forced smiles as each and everyone had started to hug you. “Hi Y/n!” and “hey Y/n, how are you?” could be heard in silent mumbling as if something terrible was going to happen.

Soon, you had realized that Mike wasn't present, nor Jane. Huh, that was odd. Just as you were about to question, loud giggles can be heard from the bathroom. Two familiar voices. One in particular that kept you up at night. No other than Mike Wheeler himself had come out of the bathroom, hair all messy alongside with a disheveled looking Jane. Before you knew it, your body had acted on its own accord and hid behind the shelf, gaining questionable looks from the rest of your friends but had gone unnoticed by the pair who had stepped out of the bathroom.

“So, I figure you guys made up?” Lucas questioned the pair, looking uncertain. “Yep!” Jane had enthusiastically answered, interlocking her and Mike's hands. What was going on? Had Jane’s presence suddenly switched a flip and made Mike forget that he had a girlfriend? Or worse, did he never get over her?

“Yeah, we did.” Mike’s voice came out, more cheerful than ever. You could hear the sounds of him pecking her forehead.

What the fuck.

“Uhh,” Max started off with a questionable tone. “I thought you and Y/n were dating? I mean no offense but what the actual fuck is going on?” She finished giving the pair an odd look. Yea what the fuck was going on? You thought confused with what you were witnessing.

“Oh Y/n? I thought she knew by now? I mean it was pretty obvious.” Mike snorted, followed by the silenced gasps of your friends. “Do you get me? I mean, everyone warned her. It’s stupid of her if she hadn’t caught on.”

Mike continued, taking the silence as an opportunity. “She should've seen it. I only went to her after Jane left. I was lonely and she was.. you know, always there.” Mike stated as if it was nothing.

Covering your mouth with a trembling hand, you tried to muffle the sobs erupting from your throat. Tears streamed down your face, as you listened to his rant.

To him that meant nothing, but to you, it meant everything. You felt as if the world had come crashing down. Were you just the other woman? A convenient place holder for Jane who already held his heart?

You wondered how oblivious Mike had to be to not see his friends continuously look over at your direction and back to him. Jane was certainly brighter than Mike, realizing that someone was behind the shelf.

You couldn’t hold it in any longer. Fuck Mike. If he was going to crush your heart to pieces, you had to start somewhere to rebuild it. Said start was confronting him.

As you slowly crept out from behind the shelf, you crawled behind Will and Max. They had obviously stared down at you, concerned on how you would react but you had to set your mind on confronting Mike. If any of them had asked “are you okay?” in the moment, you would have been a blubbering mess.

Mike pipes down as he realizes that no one is paying attention to him but his apparent lover slowly standing up has captured their attention.

You stood up, embracing the fact that Mike Wheeler never truly loved you. It hurt, but it was the truth. Who were you to dictate who someone loved? You couldn’t just force him to like you. Moving on would be a slow progress but letting the truth sink in was the first step.

Mike's eyes had widened, alarmed to see you here. As he opened his mouth to splutter out apologies which you knew held no truth behind them, you held your hand up to silence him.

“Mike,” you started off, sniffling. “Don’t apologize if you don’t truly mean it. It’s not only damaging me but you.” You said wiping the excess tears off your face that continuously came.

“I understand that you missed having a girlfriend, but there was no need to just use me and try to fill the hole. You could have just told me that you didn’t like me back and I would’ve moved on. Sure I’d be devastated but at least I would know how you truly felt. Not this fake persona you built up, loving me.” You spit out, gazing at the ground. You couldn’t bear seeing the face of the man who broke your heart.

“For fucks sake Mike, the amount of fights I gotten into with my mother over you is endless. If you had just said how you truly felt, our relationship wouldn’t be jeopardized. I left my friends for you. Sure I found new ones but I left them for you. Not me.” You let out. Fuck you regret even knowing who he was.

“Mike I even let you ruin the one thing my dad left behind. The framed painting that was hung above my desk. I said it was nothing because he wasn’t important to me back then. But now I realize that I was fucking stupid for proritzing you over my dad. So Mike Wheeler, I’m asking for us to leave whatever we had as it is now. I don’t want your empty apologies, the gifts, the letters, nothing. I want for us to both acknowledge that what you did was wrong and you wouldn’t dare do this to another girl.” You said, lifting your head up to see Mike. You couldn’t even read what his emotion was. It was a mixture. You deciphered anger and sorrow. Huh. Ironic.

“That is all I ask for Mike Wheeler and then we can go back to how things originally were. How they were before I met you, minus the admiration towards you.” You chuckled, lifting your palm up to wipe your tears away.

“So,” you said, finally feeling your tears cease. It was a relief letting out how you felt. “Could you do that?” You whispered, now capable of looking who you believed to be your lover in the eye.

“Y/n- I just-” Mike was like a broken record. He started saying something but he stopped midway as if he was debating on it. “Y/n, I don’t think we could ever forget about this. I want to try but I don’t think I can.” Mike said, pinching his elbow.

Lies.

You knew Mike like the back of your hand. He probably couldn’t say the same. Mike pinching his elbow was a sign you had learned early on that he was lying. In the last few weeks he had done it frequently so you had assumed it was nothing.

Something in you flipped like a switch.

“Why Mike,” you spit out, fed up. “Why won’t you try? You say all this bullshit but I know you. You probably don’t even want to put the effort in to try the only thing I ask of you. So god help me Michael fucking Wheeler I have been so fucking flexible with you. Just why won’t you even try?” You questioned, feeling yourself filled with rage. You wanted him to at least cooperate with you.

“What do you mean Y/n? Have you gone insane?” Mike denied, sending you a wary look.

He had done it. This was your last straw.

You launched yourself at Mike with only the intent of harming him. Fuck him. You had only knocked him off his feet before you felt yourself being reeled off of Mike by Dustin and Lucas.

“Yea Mike. Maybe I have gone insane but you know who’s fault it is? It is your motherfucking fault. You wanted too much but you can’t handle the goddamn consequences.” You hissed, forcing yourself out of their grasp.

There was no way you were standing in his presence any longer. You were in a hurry, grabbing your bag and putting your coat on.

“Fucking bitch.” you hear Mike mutter slightly under his breath as he stood up with the help of Will.

You stood there, fishing through your bag and pulled out the photo book you had made for the two of you. “Have a nice fucking life asshole.” You said, thrusting the wrapped gift towards Mike.

Climbing up the stairs you ignored the calls of your friends that pleaded for you to stay. Some friends, you internally scoffed. Not one of them had come up with you.

As you opened the door that led to the kitchen, you were surprised with Karen’s presence.

“Oh honey! Come here could you taste th- what happened sweetie?” She cut herself off mid sentence, taking in your appearance. “Why don’t you ask the sunshine of your son, Mike?” You said, trying to leave as soon as possible.

You regretted it the moment you said it. Karen looked alarmed at your sudden attitude. “I’m sorry Mrs. Wheeler but have a lovely Christmas.” You rushed out, pushing her past you before you blew up at her too.

You ran out, past Holly who looked confused. You only hoped she would grow up to be a lovely girl.

You vividly heard Mrs. Wheeler yell down at Mike, questioning what just went on.

Whatever.

You knew that today was the last day that you’d willingly visit the Wheelers. That from this day forward, you’d erase Mike Wheeler completely from your life even if it pained you.

Today also marked the day in which Mike Wheeler realized, realized that a part of him still loved you and will always do so. No matter how hard he tried to deny it, he knew a part of you was engraved in him.

[bluebugjay]

Just realised Mike probably slept on the Byers sofa or something when he visited because we can assume he didn't sleep in El's room after their fight, he didn't share with Will because he brings his things into Will's room when they're leaving and I doubt they have a spare room on top of the four bedrooms they must have so...

Mike trying to fall asleep all alone in a house he's not used to on a lumpy sofa with a blanket that doesn't cover his feet, thinking he's messed up with both his girlfriend and his best friend in a matter of hours. Staring up at a ceiling he's not familiar with, in a state he's never been in before that he came to to see his two favourite people who now want nothing to do with him. It's not even been a full day and he's ruined everything. Mike missing out on sleep trying to work out how he's going to fix this. He needs to talk to El. He needs to talk to Will. He doesn't know what to say to El. He knows exactly what to say to Will. And suddenly he has another thing to think about instead of sleeping.

[byler-alarmist]

New BTS pic featuring this poster...

No, because The Wall is so S5 Mike-coded to me.....

Especially "The Trial"

TEAR DOWN THE WALL!!!

TEAR DOWN THE WALL!!!!!

[drewsprettygirl]

cupid’s arrows 🏹 ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥

finn wolfhard x actress! fem! reader

fluff 😎😎 [ finally thought of a fluff fic, took me an hour to write wtf ]

warnings: none! 🩰🎀

fits of laughter was heard across the set, they were filming the movie “it.” finn wolfhard and y/n l/n playing as richie tozier and melissa campbell. the popular girl and the loser boy trope. they were probably the ones that the whole cast team would think to date after a couple years.

richie was a part of the losers club. melissa was a friend of greta keene’s. she wasn’t that mean though, she was bearable for the losers club.

“y/n, catch!”

she got uh— she got hit by a ball. she was too busy talking to wyatt, about some new nintendo game that she was planning to buy. her head snapped turning towards finn, with a large smile plastered on his face.

“finn what the fuck, my hair!”

“oops, i did it again.” he danced, dancing the moves as he’s seen from the music video a couple of times.

“stop with the britney jokes!” she was so irritated by finn, but she was basically his best friend on set, and so was he.

finn knew in the best ways possible, on how to tease you. he teased you with the topics of your favorite singer, actor, color, even your own favorite show. or your book. it would always go;

“y/n what drink are you getting, ariana grande or ariana venti?”

“y/n i can’t believe you like waffles more than pancakes, wait— are you attracted to them? waffles are just pancakes with abs.”

and she’d just reply with a very sarcastic laugh. or a genuine one. it depends on how she takes the joke. finn loved seeing her smile, it made him feel great deep inside that he was able to make a pretty girl like you, smile.

every time after an interview, she’d either spend dinner by his. well his mom always insisted. and then it’d lead to a sleepover. and you guys making little vine videos. y/n and finn had a really great friendship.

just to let you know, reader. finn knew jaeden liked y/n. but finn liked her too, i mean as a friend! nothing more, totally nothing more.

well that kinda changed when she started doing more movies, like where she appeared on shazam, spider-man far away from home, let’s just say that y/n was in the acting market in 2019.

she started getting more developed, her looks and herself. and then she landed a role in the third season of stranger things. basically finn’s show. and whenever her character, courtney and mike would have an interaction, filming would be hard. they couldn’t stop laughing at each other. they were like millie and noah basically.

“mom! get off the phone!”

they had to retake that scene so many times because of the way finn and y/n laughed every time he screamed those words into the prop telephone. that’s how he took notice of the way she laughed, and that his feelings would never change for her.

“so y/n and finn, you guys were in it together right?” they were in the tonight show with jimmy fallon right now, y/n sat next to finn and sadie.

“yeah i was richie like the little kid with the glasses and she was—“

“i was melissa! like the girl with the really high ponytail and winked at richie so randomly—“

“how do you even wink like that!? like, like my face has to come with the wink whenever i try it” finn laughed along with gaten, caleb, and jimmy. remembering the part in the it movie where she’d done that.

jimmy thought y/n and finn had chemistry. the way she’d look at him and the way he did. he whispered that to finn when the show was over, he couldn’t sleep that night. he couldn’t stop thinking about what jimmy said. it really made him think that he had a chance with y/n.

more interviews come by, and he always takes notice of what she’s wearing, how her hair was done, how her makeup was done, how her eyes would always look at his and smile.

y/n feels the same, she likes finn. she notices that he always looks at her, scanning her clothes, scanning her hair, then meeting her eyes. maybe finn felt the same? she thought.

they start to hang out a lot more, they surprisingly get roles in the same shows. even in music videos. she always comes over by his house for a sleepover every weekend. basically they made it tradition. he couldn’t help but stare at her sleeping figure whenever y/n’s head drifted onto dreamland earlier than him. she looked so peaceful. she looked so beautiful to him.

they did a music video with weezer. well, weezer was their favorite band. surprisingly, they wanted it to be his band, calpurnia. but finn insisted to add her in as it was probably a dream come true. they were playing as teenagers in the 80’s. well, they always did whenever they had a pretty big movie to act on.

time went past by, for filming it chapter 2. richie and melissa as adults reunite in a drugstore by accident. as for y/n and finn’s part, richie and melissa were going out over for ice cream after henry bowers shames him for playing street fighter with his cousin and then, pennywise sprawls in the sky as they go out of the ice cream shop as a flash back. most of the cast had girlfriends. wyatt, jaeden, jack, and ben.

“when are you gonna ask y/n out?” wyatt plays his game right beside finn. he was planning to, but the timing, it was terrible.

“dunno. i really wanna ask her out but i don’t think it’s like— like it’s time yet.”

“finnjamin, you need to ask her out. i mean atleast jaeden isn’t all eyes for her anymore! you got no competition. take the chance dude” jack said as he was eating a burger. finn was rethinking everything, was he gonna do it?

and eventually to stranger things season 4. filming was long. it took 2 years to come out, and as long how filming sounded, it was the most fun she’s had in filming a show for so long. finn, finn enjoyed that 2 years for spending time with her. well in some parts, because basically mike is now an angsty teenager towards courtney. courtney’s a part of the cheerleading team now, and lucas was in the basketball ball team. whenever mike interacted with courtney, it was either he was with some annoyed expression or a poker face. as for courtney, she’s pretty sad. girl starts to do terrible choices in the show leading to her in the upside down.

and finn eventually confessed his feelings for y/n. and she did the same. they were a match made in heaven, cupid hit the right arrows for them. they were the dream couple,

and she was his dream lover.

bye this took an hour of listening to music for inspo and an hour to write💀💀