#yandere mike wheeler x listener

[sluttyskullowner]

" 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒.. " yandere! mike wheeler x afab! listener

genre: angst? i'm not exactly sure. yandere i suppose. tw: yandere tendencies, manipulation, both gaslighting and gatekeeping, kidnapping, murder, bit of gore, obsession, etc.. word count + characters count: 969 words, 5,106 characters

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mike let out an almost breathless sigh, the sight of blood on the floor against caused almost a spike of cold blood rushing through his body, he wouldn't exactly say it felt good to kill, more like a relief, an way to get rid of a problem, a solution. mike washed the blood from his hands in a nearby bathroom sink, he had killed lucas. you see, lucas had been getting very close to (y/n), and our mike couldn't let lucas steal his precious flame away from him, therefore this felt rashionale. the blood stained the water in the sink, his eyes couldn't help but be mesmerized by the sight, the blood slowly retreating from his fingertips and instead stain the cold liquid. his mind began to wander more and more by the minute before he realized something, he thought out loud; "I can't hurt someone again.. I need to take her so I don't harm a soul.." His voice was a whisper, maybe even a tremble but there was no sorrow or guilt, just excitement, gross twisted excitement to have his darling (y/n) back in his grip once more. now, let me explain (y/n) and mike's relationship, mike was almost a stranger to (y/n), of course she knew who the hell he was, mike wheeler, ex-boyfriend of el and the reason for her and jane to become friends, jane was crying in the girl's bathroom one day, (y/n) had comforted jane as jane sobbed about a breakup that she had with mike, (y/n) even still remembers which day it was, May 27th. jane was sent home due to high stress levels and almost passing out from a panic attack so rumors spread like wildfire, though (y/n) came to the rescue and explained the situation, not blaming mike wheeler either for anything that happened, which is how the two met-- for mike it was an almost fall in love at first sight situation. back to mike, he was now walking over to the (l/n) residence, before he steadily climbed up (y/n)'s house's pipe drain and he peeked into (y/n)'s bedroom, seeing the beauty asleep he opened the bedroom window with ease and carefully stepped inside, his right leg first inside before his left leg. he looked at (y/n), smiling before creeping towards her. (y/n)'s eyes fluttered open before a gasp erupted from her mouth, before (y/n) could scream though-- mike placed a hand over (y/n)'s mouth and a knife to her throat. "shh,, shh.. flame.. if you want to live, you're going to have to listen to my every word, alright?" mike said soothingly, (y/n) could only nod, fear in her eyes as all she wanted to do was scream but she wished to not have her own blood be spilled.

mike made his way to a rusty old shed in the deep forest, maybe about 65 miles away from town before mike opened said shed door and threw (y/n) inside, closing and managing to lock the old chain behind him, this looked like the type of place that young teens would get murdered in a cheesy horror movie. (y/n)'s back eventually pressed against a wall, trying to crawl away backwards from mike with each step he took closer to her, her afraid showing nothing but fear as tears threatened to fall from her (e/c) eyes. "why are you doing this to me!?" (y/n) eventually screamed, mike kneeling down in front of her with a sly grin. "because.. unless i have you all to myself, people are going to get hurt.. you don't want people getting hurt, do you (y/n)?" mike questioned, raising an eyebrow at the anxious girl before him. "of course not!" (y/n) yelled, tears tainting her soft skin before mike gently wiped them away with his thumb. "then you are staying here with me.. don't worry.. you'll grow to love me over time, just like how I love you.." mike said soothingly. "this isn't love!" (y/n) yelled, earning an almost death glare from mike. "yes, it is-- i'm protecting you, (y/n). if you leave, you're putting yourself and others in danger.. this is the only way i can keep you safe." he said, brushing a strain of hair behind (y/n)'s ear with a smile. "i have a crimson ache, (y/n)-- if i see red on your cheeks around other people, the only other red those people will have is their blood all over me and on the ground and they beg and whimper for help, to be saved. except i'm already saving them." mike said with a sigh. "i'm saving them from you. you're like a siren y'know, your beauty taints with the mind of the naive and you lure people into your grasp.. so i have to save them.. and you.." mike tries to explain before planting a kiss onto (y/n)'s lips, her lips were cold due to the tears that erupted from her eyes like rain from a cloud. mike slowly pulls away before reaching next to (y/n), grabbing a chain before placing two onto (y/n)'s hands and feet with a smile. "do you understand? i'm doing this because i love you.. say you love me back please, my flame.." mike said softly, placing his warm gentle almost boney hand onto (y/n)'s right cheek, (y/n)'s lips were agape for a moment before she muttered a weak; "i love you, mike..". this made mike smile before humming with a blush on his cheeks. "i have to go.. but i'll be back within an hour.. don't go anywhere~" he said with a chuckle before opening the shed door, locking it behind him with a smirk.

[froggywritesstuff]

Poly Yandere Will Byers & Mike Wheeler x male reader

Byler Ghostface au

ours | poly!ghostface!yandere!byler

ship/pairing: yandere!ghostface!Will Byers x male!reader x yandere!ghostface!Mike Wheeler

warnings: yandere themes, murder, character death, blood, stabbing, unhealthy relationships, possessiveness, implied period-typical homophobia (please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of these)

A/N: i do not in any way support yandere behaviour, please understand that this writing is purely fictional, and should not ever be reenacted in real life. fem readers dni, Byler Ghostface au, sorry for the wait, hope you enjoy :)

Mike and Will were best friends. Sometimes other things. They shared a simple interest with one another. An interest no one else would be able to properly understand. You. And when someone else tried to take an interest in you, they took it upon themselves to get rid of them. Of course you were always so sad when a friend you had become close with vanished out of nowhere, and when your dates never showed up, but that was just a bonus in Will and Mike’s plan. They'd always be there for you when you were lonely, sometimes making you feel like they were the only people there for you. Of course, you never knew they were intentionally making you feel that way, and intentionally driving away any other friends you might make. You just felt so loved having Mike and Will’s friendship, unaware of how they both wanted you in a different way. So much, they’d do anything for you. But apparently, you never got the memo.

You happily sped toward Mike and Will at the lunch table they were sitting at, greeting them both with a wide smile as you handed them a note.

"What's this?" Mike asked, taking it from your hands.

You sat down across from them, unable to contain your excitement, "Just read the note." you said, voice having a slight excited squeak to it.

Mike smiled at your excitement, before opening up the note and reading it.

'I got a date :)'

He felt his heart drop as he read your words. His brain went into overdrive, before he passed the note to Will, giving him a look. 

Will’s eyes widened as he read it, not wanting you to see his anger. Mike however, did not care about hiding his expression. The thought crossed his mind a few times, but he was too focused on this. What did you mean, you got a date?

Will was a way better actor than Mike, as he quickly plastered on an eager look as he spoke to you, “So what’s his name?”

You were beyond happy over Will’s ‘support’, completely naive to his real intentions.

”It’s Conner, from our science class.” You gushed, waving to a boy sitting at another table, not noticing the scowl etched on Mike’s face as he saw him. He and Will were familiar with Conner. Every odd science lesson, he would ask to be your lab partner. They agreed they wouldn’t do anything about Conner unless he tried becoming friends with you, so they could stop anything else happening between the two of you. Apparently they were too late. Will had a plan though. He usually did.

“Do you guys have anything planned? Where are you two going out?”

Mike began listening more intently, immediately understanding what Will was thinking.

You shrugged, “We were just gonna watch movies at my place, since we don’t really wanna go out in public.”

Will and Mike nodded, an unspoken plan being formed, “Nice.” Will smiled.

Mike plastered a smile on his face, almost speaking through gritted teeth, ”Sounds fun.”

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You looked so beautiful. You were laughing, and smiling, and the light from the tv screen illuminated your face in the most ethereal way. Mike and Will loved your smile. However they hated when you smiled because of someone else. No one else should be able to see you happy, let alone make you happy. So to say they were angry as they saw you laughing because of something Conner said through your living room window would be an understatement. Conner didn't deserve you. No matter how much you liked him, no matter how much he liked you, you two would never be right for each other. Mike and Will just needed you to realise that.

You were unaware of Mike and Will's presence, your attention on the boy beside you, until the phone rang. You left the couch where you and Conner sat, sending him an apologetic smile as you went to answer the phone.

"Hello, Y/N speaking?" you said, into the phone.

"Hello?" a low, gravelly voice responded.

You paused, waiting for an answer before realising you weren't going to get one, "Who is this?" you asked.

"Who's this?" they asked, much to your confusion.

"Is there someone you're trying to reach?"

"Well, what number is this?"

"What number are you trying to reach?"

"I don't know."

You narrowed your eyes, before speaking, "Then I think you have the wrong number."

"Oh do I?"

"Uh-huh. I gotta go now, bye." you said, ending the call and hanging up the phone. "Sorry about that," you said, walking back to where Conner was sitting.

"Who was it?" he asked, to which you shrugged, about to answer, only to be interrupted by the phone ringing again.

You sighed, walking back to the phone, picking it up with a huff, "Hello?"

"Hi."

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the familiar voice, "Did you need something?"

"I wanted to apologise."

"For?"

"Dialling the wrong number."

"You're forgiven. Bye now." before you can hang up, the voice calls out.

"Don't hang up, I just wanna talk."

"I'd love to talk, but I have a friend over, I don't wanna keep them waiting."

"He can wait. I just wanna talk." the voice responded, to which you sighed, holding the phone away from you and turning to where Conner was sitting.

"Who is it?" he asked.

You shrugged, "I dunno yet, but they seem very persistent in talking to me. I'll try and hang up soon." you said, receiving an understanding smile from Conner, before you brought the phone back to you, "What do you wanna-?"

"Who was that?" the voice snapped.

"Just my friend? Now what do you wanna talk about?"

"How much do you like your friend?" the voice asked, giving you a bad feeling.

"What do you mean?" you asked, growing more and more cautious of the stranger.

A mocking laugh came from the phone, "How loud are you gonna scream when I slice Conner to bits?"

You whipped your head around, heart dropping when Conner was nowhere to be found. Much to their disappointment, you hung up the phone, running through the walls of your house, screaming Conner's name. The phone rang again, making you jump with fear. You raced toward the phone, picking it up and answering it.

"Who the fuck are you and what do you want?!" you imagined yourself sounding tough, but your face was drenched with tears and your voice was cracking from the fear.

The voice laughed, "Like I said, I just wanna talk."

"I don't wanna talk to you." you cried, heart racing with fear.

"Oh?" you could almost hear the smirk over the phone, "So you'd rather I slit Conner's throat right now?"

"No, please don't hurt him!"

"There we go," a low laugh came from the phone, "Now if you don't wanna hear your boyfriend choking on his own blood, you'll talk to me."

You felt your heart drop with fear, "H-how did you know we were-?" you stopped yourself from continuing, taking a breath to calm yourself, the sound of low static on the line making you uneasy, "Is that why you're doing this?"

A hum came from the phone, "Maybe you should just be more careful about which boys you date."

"Fuck you," you hissed, breaths heavy as you felt tears roll down your cheeks, "I'm calling the police, you dick." you hung up the phone, about to dial 911, when you heard a loud scream, followed by a thud.

The phone dropped from your hands as you saw Conner's mutilated body on the floor. Blood pooled from slits around his neck, arms and legs, staining the floor bright red. A choked sob escaped your lips and you went to run to his body, when a man in a black cloak and white mask walked in front of his body, facing you. You shook in fear, beginning to back away when someone else came behind you, wrapping their strong arms around your body to keep you from running. The masked man in front of you stalked toward you, and you began thrashing in their arms, attempting to escape, when he brought his hand up to his mask.

You felt your heart drop as you stared at the familiar dark brown eyes of your best friend, "Mike? Wh-what the fuck are you doing?"

He stared at you looking genuinely confused, "Did you not see this coming? Y/N, we've been friends with you for years, did you never think we deserved something a little more than that?"

You felt your breath hitch, "Will?"

The man behind you took his mask off as well, and you felt his hand grip your jaw, turning your head to face him, "Oh, this wasn't a one person job Y/N."

Mike nodded at Will, "There were way too many people getting too close to you, and we couldn't let that happen."

"Apparently this was the only way to get you to realise it, but you're ours, Y/N."

You felt Mike grab your hand tightly, sending a chill down your spine, "And we don't intend to let anyone take you away from us."