#will goode

fear street: 1978

“♡” or reblog if you save/use — follow me.

Hmm. I mean I think it can be both Sheila settling for Will and also kind of preferring his passive behaviour? Like based on the very few scenes he’s in, Will is basically her lapdog. I don’t think Nick would have done that for her, and Sheila seems like the type of person who likes ruling over her friends/boyfriend/the whole world with an iron fist which obviously wouldn’t mesh well with the heir of a centuries old satanic pact who does quite literally control the fate of so many people. I think Nick probably looks down on Will for acting like that which it ironic considering he’s the devils underlying and if Ziggy said jump Nick would be like how high? To the moon? And he’d find a way to make it happen.

But I think it mainly comes down to the fact that Nick firmly put his foot down. No. Not Sheila. I mean we can assume based on Ziggy’s comment that other girls flirt with Nick, so he has “options” but I don’t think he wants to engage with that. I mean I think nick hates Sheila because she represents everything Sunnyvale is: fake, rich, snobby, cruel, arrogant, etc. I mean people in Sunnyvale have definitely married for convenience/social standing before, but Nick is the kind of guy who wants to know that the person he’s dating likes him for him. That’s why he latched onto Ziggy so intensely - as others have talked about - because she’s probably the only person in his miserable life that liked him for himself and not his social standing.

I mean if he had married Sheila she very definitely would have had an affair with Will or somebody, and I think Nick realizes that. So Sheila may have had plans or even tried something, but Nick was definitely like yeah, nope, no thanks, though I’m sure he went on dates with some girls to keep up appearances/ keep his dad off his back even if he didn’t really like them. None of them were Ziggy.

But also if I’m being honest I don’t think Sheila even ended up marrying Will. I don’t think she lasted longer than like 5-10 years after Nightwing and that’s being generous. She had an unfortunate ski accident in the Alps or her Porsche suddenly caught fire or she somehow got trapped in a tanning bed. Nick would have blamed her - especially young Nick - for Ziggy not getting on the bus and therefore ruining his dreams of him and Ziggy getting together. That’s a big ol’ no no, regardless if you’re a sunnyvaler.

I apologize for the lack of a gif. I could NOT find a gif (or even a decent picture for that matter) of Will for the life of me!

Request- Hey! can you make a Will Goode imagine where reader is mad at him and he tries to apologize and it's all fluff at the end

“Where is it?!” You yell in frustration as you all but destroy your bunk, searching for your most prized possession.

“Hey ba- woah, what’s going on here?” Your boyfriend stops in his tracks as he enters your cabin, surveying the damage that you were currently doing in your panicked state.

“Looking for my necklace! I left it right here under my pillow before I went to take a shower this morning and now it’s gone. I swear, if Sheila came in here and stole it I’ll drown her in the lake!”

“Now let’s not go drowning people in the lake,” He chuckles, “Besides, it’s right here.”

You watch as he pulls your precious jewelry out of his pocket and holds it out to you.

You take it from his hands and look up at him, “You took it?”

“Yeah. I mean you wear the thing every single day, I just was wondering how long it would take you to notice it was gone. I didn’t think you’d get so heated,” He replies in amusement.

“Will, this is my mom’s necklace,” You tell him with a hint of anger. Will’s grin immediately disappears.

Your mother had passed away two years prior and this necklace was the only item of hers you had left. You treasured that necklace more than anything. You weren’t sure what you would do if you had lost it.

“Y/N, I’m sorry. I didn’t know.” He apologizes quickly.

“Of course you didn’t know Will, because you never bothered to ask. Clearly you noticed that I wear it everyday. It’s obviously special to me and you never bothered to ask why.”

“Y/N it was only supposed to be a joke, I swear I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“Well you did, Will. Can you just go? I have to clean up this mess.” You turned away and picked up one of your pillows off the floor and placed it back on your bed.

“Let me help.”

You didn’t look back as you continued picking up your belongings, “No. I don’t want your help. Just leave, please.”

“Y/N-“

“Just go Will!” You yelled, looking back at him with a glare.

He stared at you in defeat for a moment before turning and walking towards the cabin door. In the doorway he turned back in your direction as if he wanted to say something else but you’d already turned your back to him to keep cleaning up.

Later that day you were outside practicing your archery with one of your friends when Will walked up beside you. You ignored him and shot another arrow at the target, hitting it right in the center.

“Y/N can we talk,” Your boyfriend asks quietly.

“I’m busy Will.”

“Okay…let me talk to you then and you can just listen.”

“Not right now. I’m trying to concentrate.”

“How long are you going to stay mad at me?” You took another shot and missed, rolling your eyes before finally turning to him angrily.

“I don’t know now Will. What you did was pretty fucked up.”

“I know. I just… I don’t know what I was thinking, okay?”

“Clearly,” You mutter, walking over to the target to retrieve your arrows before putting them and the bow away.

You started to walk away as he followed behind you closely.

“Look, I know I fucked up. But just know that I would never- Y/N can you please just stop and talk to me? Y/N!” He reaches out and grabs your wrist, stopping you in your place as he moves to stand in front of you.

“I messed up bad. But I didn’t mean to. I would never intentionally hurt you. And I know I should’ve asked about the necklace. I wish more then anything I could go back in time and ask you. You mean the world to me Y/N and whatever is important to you is important to me too. I love you Y/N.”

You looked up at him with wide eyes. That was the first time either of you had used the L word.

“You what?” You asked softly.

“I love you Y/N L/N. I really do. I fucking love you and I can’t handle you being angry with me for another second so please, please forgive me.” He pleaded.

“Will I-“ You started, “-I love you too.”

He looks hopeful, “So does that mean?”

“Yes I forgive you idiot,” You grin.

He smiles and tucks your hair behind your ears before placing his hands gently on either side of your face and leaning in to place his lips against yours.

The kiss is short and after he pulls away he straightens up a bit to press his lips against your forehead sweetly, resting them there for just a moment.

“I love you,” He says again, grinning down at you.

“I love you too but Will?”

“Yeah?”