*discontinued* Mike and El have been crushing on each other for years now, but have never confronted one another about it. One night, the Party is hanging out at Dustin's place, when Max had the bright idea of playing 7 minutes in heaven. Mike and El end up in the closet together. When their time is up, they try to open up the door, but it's locked. (Short story) #1 in Fileven - 2/4/20 & 9/14/20

imagine if finn had never done acting and still did football lol.

"so what're you gonna do?" "i'm going to pretend it didn't happen." during a high school party, two enemies find themselves to be participating in a game of spin the bottle. but mike and el don't realise that one game can change everything. {lower case intended}

"You wanna play some games, Mike? Your move." 「 COMPLETED AND EDITED 」 •Cover art credit to apiarona on deviantart• ❤︎Book two in the "Wake Up, Mike" trilogy ❤︎Mike x Eleven ❤︎Side pairing of Dustin x Max ❤︎Semi Mike x Will(they do not date or kiss or anything) ❤︎Side pairing of Lucas x Erin(Basically just Lucas crushing on Erin) ❤︎Side pairing of Will x Lauren(Last few chapters) ❤︎WARNING: This story is a lot darker than the last one. Mentions of: self harm, physical/verbal abuse, brief homophobic slurs, kidnap, needles(forced blood taking), suicide attempt(accidental, but still an attempt), and probably much, much more. If you're sensitive to any of these things, read with caution. [highest ranks: #1 in "Dax" #12 in "Jopper" #18 in "Jancy"]

18+ "stop saying that! stop saying you love me or- or that you missed me more than anything. don't tell me i'm your favorite girl. just, fuck," she shook her head. "don't say shit you don't mean, mike. don't lie to me." the money, the fame, the sex - none of it ever measured up to the girl he left behind. mike wheeler had the world bending at his whim. he was a world famous musician with a dual talent for acting. it made it easy to forget the small town he came from and all of the people in it - well, everyone aside from her. el hopper was his best friend and almost-girlfriend, but she was in indiana and he was anywhere else. but they had the holidays or his long periods of time off from work when he wandered back to his state, showing up at her door without any warning. they had the borrowed time spent tangled up in her sheets where mike "the big star" ceased to exist, where he only shined for her.

18+ "but that's just it, mr. wheeler. you're not paying me for sex, you're paying me for my discretion. your money isn't what makes me wet, sir. your money is just what ensures i don't run and tell the tabloids about how hard you make me come." she needed money, and he needed a half-decent fuck that didn't blab about their sexual exploits to the press before he could even put his dick away. the solution was simple - he would pay her not to tell a soul about the dirty, depraved things he did to her. his dick would stay wet and his reputation clean, and her bank account would stay full and her needs would stay beyond fulfilled. see? simple. ... but growing more and more complex with every moment spent together.

moral of the story, don't make bets when you're drunk. © ava 2020

this is @maxiamqueen's (on tumblr) story. i do not take any credit for this amazing story. i just wanted to have it written on wattpad and get more people to fall in love with this amazing work. the sequel is "more than a crush". all of these chapters are available on @maxiamqueen's tumblr. go give her some love!

in which, michael wheeler - a rich business man - hires a new personal assistant, eleanor hopper. (smut warning)

Alex Vause meets Piper Chapman at New Moon Hot Yoga in NYC. Life goes on from there. OR: A very tall raven-haired girl, Alex Vause, walks down the street confidently in black patent pumps, skintight leather pants, and an all-black leather jacket. She has a low-cut black tank-top underneath the coat and a lacy black bra underneath it all. Her underwear? Also black, barely existing at all as the lacy thong outlines the curve of her ass. She struts with purpose towards the entrance to the studio. She is pretending to have been to this one before so she doesn't even bother reading the front display on the door, which cites New Moon Yoga by Piper Chapman and Polly Harper as "the Hottest yoga in town". OR: Hot Yoga is in Alex's future - She lost a bet. The raven-haired woman has no idea what is in store for her when she enters "New Moon Studio" - a preppy uptown gig run by a boisterous brunette, a jew-boy and owned by an enchanting Blonde woman. Rated E for EXPLICIT. F/F. Alex Vause/Piper Chapman. Orange Is The New Black. Fanfiction. Alternate Universe - Yoga. Romance. Humor. Slow Burn. Happy Ending.