#autistic mike waters

[felixcosm]

Tex and Outlaw being attached at the hip is so cute tbh.

Either they're really so uncomfortable of being apart that they go everywhere together no matter what is happening OR Tex decided to help Outlaw socialize in Texas by inviting him along so he can make friends too

[silly-writes]

Hi! I love your work! Can you do a Mike + alters, Scott, Alejandro (seperate) x reader where the reader has really bad sensory issues, especially with loud noises, and can have panic attacks from them? if your not okay with writing this then that’s totally fine /gen. it’s important to take care of yourself.

Contestants with reader who gets overstimulated.

Aaa thank u for this request anon! Yes i'm totally comfortable writing this kind of stuff! Thanks for being so kind about it! As an autistic person with really bad sensory issues myself I actually find it a thearputic, lol. Okay enough about me, enjoy!

Mike

dealing with a traumagenic disorder (DID) I would imagine he's honestly kind of in the same boat.

He's no stranger to panic attacks, and is pretty well versed by now in how to deal with them.

The first time it happens though he's sort of an anxious wreck, he's just nervous that trying to help might make it worse, but he doesn't want to leave your side.

He gives you lot's of words of encouragement, and helps you through breathing exercises, and gets you plenty of water.

"It's okay, breathe with me, I'm right here," he assures you gently.

If you require pressure/physical contact during your panic attacks, he's more than happy to give you that.

He gets good at catching them too, he'll always be able to identify when you're about to spiral because of too much noise or too bright lights, and he'll find a quiet secluded room so he can work through it with you.

"Sorry you have to deal with this too," you said, after a particularly bad one, you still felt dizzy, and tears still stained your face, but you had come out of it now, and felt a little guilty.

"Hey don't apologize, I don't mind. Not at all."

He's just very caring with this kind of stuff in general.

Manitoba

Maintoba is similar to Mike, and I would think he likes to carry around a backpack whenever he is fronting (you never know when you're going to run into treasure). So he always keeps noise canceling headphones and a pair of sunglasses in there just for you.

Honestly I headcanon him as the caretaker of the system, so I imagine he's used to caring for people during panic attacks.

He's very observant, probably even more so than Mike, so he's better at avoiding them all together by identifying what situations you can handle and what you can't.

He always does a little research before the two of you go out in the environment to ensure that it doesn't seem loud/bright/overstimulating.

However sometimes these things are just unavoidable, and inevitable.

He'll provide you with whatever physical comfort you require, if any at all.

Anything you need, he's there to get for you.

"Take all the time in the world treasure, I'll still be here," he said.

He's all around good at keeping you grounded, and just good at being there with you.

Svetlana

I would think Svetlana is probably the protector/gatekeeper, most of her comfort comes from her just being fiercely loyal.

She'll be there no matter what, and you take great comfort in that fact.

She's not as good with being traditionally comforting, since it's a little out of her element.

Not that she doesn't try of course, she really cares about you, and she wants that to come across.

(I would think she would panic a little and ask Manitoba and Mike for help from the inner world).

But she would absolutely stay with you, coaching you through breathing exercises, talking to try and distract you.

Eventually if you let her know what you need (be it space, a distracting, physical comfort, quiet, dark) you name it, she will get it for you.

She's much better at caring for you after the panic attack honestly, when you feel really tired and put out, disoriented and just overwhelmed.

"Svetlana's here now to melt all your worries away," she smiled at you once.

She'll almost always bring you home, or take you to a secluded room, and just hangout with you. She'll turn all the lights off and sit in silence with you so you can have basically zero sensory input for a little while.

She'll absolutely stay with you until you feel yourself again.

Mal

Okay things with Mal are a little tricky.

He's for sure a former prosecutor and after a bit of system healing, definitely prosecutor turned protector.

Don't get me wrong though, he can still be a little nasty and snarky sometimes, but he's working on getting better.

Which is why he feels sort of out of his element when he's with you when you're having a panic attack.

He's not good at being comforting, and he barely knows what to do when he has a panic attack, so the first time it happens he completely freezes up.

He might even let someone else front to help you out instead of him.

After a while he gets better at keeping up with your triggers, and while he remains pretty awful at being comforting, he's good at grounding you.

He's glad sometimes that being there is enough sometimes, he doesn't know what he'd do if it wasn't.

"Sorry I can't do more..." he said one day.

You smile at him "You being here is enough sometimes."

Scott

Scott is also somewhat of a wreck I would imagine.

Growing up fairly isolated on a farm he's understandably really rough with being intune with people's emotions, he's not really all that good at reading you. Or anyone for that matter.

The first few times, he's shocked everytime.

What could be making you feel like this? He had no idea.

He would definitely need a list of all of your triggers, you have to tell him what helps you and what doesn't outright. Scott doesn't really like playing guessing games, especially when it comes to your safety and comfort.

Clear communication becomes pretty important for the two of you in all honesty, and the two of you work at it all the time.

Eventually he gets better at serving you during panic attacks, or meltdowns, he knows what to do after a little while.

Again I would think he's really good at protecting, so I think he's super good at keeping people away when he sees you're overstimulated.

"Don't touch them!" he huffed when someone was trying to tap you to get your attention.

Overall, he's really really trying for you, and knowing that is comfort enough.

Alejandro

It's no secret that Alejandro is very intune with people, just one of his many skills.

So he can tell right away from his very first meeting you, any loud noises, bright lights, things like that just don't mix well with you.

He steers clear of them when around you, always guiding you more towards quieter, much calmer and secluded dates.

When driving he turns the music down, and makes sure that all audio input looks like its helping you and not harming you.

Plus I feel like (and this is totally me projecting btw) he would carry around stim toys for you to distract yourself with, and headphones for when things are a lot.

But again, sometimes things just happen, and try as he might to protect you, it's not always possible.

He can always tell when things are getting to be a lot for you, he's good at reading everyone but you in specific.

He's really good at covering for you, if someone is asking where you are, or needs/wants to talk to you when you need to be alone he'll keep them away from you.

He'll spend as much time as you need helping you.

"Are you feeling better mi amor?" He would ask.

"Almost-" you said, voice a little course and shaky "-sorry," you said softly.

"Don't apologize, I don't mind at all."

Alejandro can be really nurturing when he wants to be.

He might deny it, deny it to the ends of the earth but he's very good at taking care of you.

[t4tozier]

what a lovely day to post about disabled richie tozier (cw: description of tics and stims!)

after the fall out of the deadlights, he severely fucks up his knees and ankles

the adrenaline keeps him going until they get out of neibolt at which point he just collapses

he leaves the hospital with knee braces and crutches and it’s a little scary at first

he’s never had any issues with walking other than then general getting-old charlie horses when he stretches the wrong way, so suddenly needing multiple aids is jarring

but eddie’s in a wheelchair now because of his spinal cord injury, so at least they can commiserate

after a few months, richie’s able to walk slowly just using the braces, but every step hurts

the under-arm crutches also sucked, though, so he finds himself using forearm crutches for anything more than walking around the house

and sometimes even then

he’s not off balance, he can stand on his own, but sometimes he wishes he had the chair because standing for too long in one place hurts, too

he’s mostly neutral about his aids but he does love helping eddie decorate his wheelchair bc he knows it’s been a huge adjustment

he slapped an old tour sticker on the back at one point and even though eddie pretends to hate it they both know it’s one of his favorites

richie’s known he’s autistic for a long time

he has some other tic disorder but he’s never looked too much into it or been diagnosed because it hasn’t been severe enough for doctors to care or recognize it as more than his normal stimming

and he doesn’t particularly care either—it’s just another part of him and getting an official diagnosis won’t actually do anything for him

he used to rock back and forth on his toes and bounce his leg a lot but that got a lot more painful after derry 2.0 so he’s had to adapt

he finds himself shaking his hands a lot more, and he still rocks when he’s sitting down

he chews on straws so much that eddie finally gets him one of those silicone ones and richie’s elated

he bites through it in a week

his tics mainly come out more when he’s stressed or intoxicated; they tend to lean more physical when stressed and verbal when he’s drunk or high and he doesn’t know why

his head/neck jerks so hard he strains muscles and he’s hit his chest with enough force to bruise before but he doesn’t try to avoid them because he knows it’ll only make it worse

when he’s drunk he does a lot of humming and whistling—he can perfectly mimic the tweet whistle/ringtone

he actually doesn’t have coprolalia, although he will absolutely blame his lack of filter on his tics if needed

the man did not know what ableism was until derry but now he calls the losers out all the time as a joke

he had a meltdown when mike called him

he spends so much of his time masking around other people that it was hard for him to drop it and he has meltdowns more frequently than he really should as a result

he’s finally started to relax around the losers like he used to, but some days he puts the wrong clothes on and he made the last of the cinnamon raisin toast last night when he got the munchies and there are too many dishes in the sink and when he tries to wash them the water gets inside of the gloves and everything’s just itch itch wet wrong bad and eddie finds him curled in a ball on the floor of the kitchen

when this happens, eddie makes sure richie has his phone so he can text if he wants and he gets the cinnamon raisin bread delivered and has richie change into comfier clothes when he’s ready to move and then they go watch a movie with richie’s head in eddie’s lap and everything is always loud loud loud in richie’s head but for a few minutes, at least, it’s quiet

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[transautisticmikewheeler]

@voydhund HERE YOU GO, I WAS INSPIRED

title: how could i ever give you up?

rating: teen and up

relationships: mike wheeler/will byers

additional tags: trans mike wheeler, autistic mike wheeler, periods, hurt/comfort, post season 4

summary: mike has never been excited about getting his period, but will definitely makes it better.

Letting a groan escape his mouth, Mike squeezes his eyes shut, body curled up tight despite his long limbs. He'd pushed his blanket off hours ago, feeling like he was overheating with anything on top of him. He can tell he's cramping bad this time, and without a doubt, he knows Will is going to ban him from the party meetup today.

He groans again, the realization hitting him. Too bad taking T didn't stop it, he thinks with a hazy mind.

He's still in the same position when his bedroom door opens minutes later, a hand falling on his arm.

"Mike? Baby?"

Mike feels like crying at his boyfriend's voice. "...Get the heating pad, please," Mike answers weakly.

"Period came early?" He can hear Will digging in his closet, looking for the heating pad his mom got specifically for him.

"Yeah," Mike groans, the pain hitting him again. "I really fucking hate this..."

Will hums, and seconds later he's pulling at Mike's arm. "C'mon, we gotta make sure you're not bleeding everywhere and get you some tylenol."

Mike slowly follows, wincing at how his skin pulls. One very good thing about getting your period early: not having the energy or willpower to get a pad. He's definitely not being sarcastic.

Will drops him off at the bathroom, turning the shower on when Mike asks.

"I'll find you some sweatpants and a t-shirt?" Will offers over the sound of running water.

And Mike kind of feels bad about this, about making Will do all of this for him just because his abdomen hurts. "Yeah, sorry about... all of this." He waves his hand like an afterthought, watching as Will's expression shifts in a way that Mike has trouble reading even after all these years.

"Mike," he starts softly, kneeling down in front of Mike. "I don't mind doing all of this for you. I love you."

Mike wrinkles his nose. "I know, but I shouldn't need you to drag me out of bed." He looks down, hands rubbing together, or more caressing, searching for softness. "I'm supposed to be able to take care of myself."

"Well," Will starts, reaching forward to push hair out of Mike's face and gently coax his head back up. "You're in pain and a lot of people wouldn't be able to either. I want to make it easier however I can. If that means I help you take care of yourself, then I'll do it."

Again, Mike feels like crying. "Thank you for being here," he murmurs instead.

"Of course." Will stands up, pressing a kiss to the top of Mike's head. "Now, you need to shower."

Then Will is gone, and Mike is wincing as he peels his clothes off, blanching at the blood. The warm water is soothing, and he can admit he feels better when he's done.

The clothes are on the sink when he gets out. He dries off and throws his underwear and a pad on first, grabbing the dark sweatpants next. Finally, Mike realizes that the shirt is one of Will's, and a smile splits his face.

Will is sat on his bed, a book in hand when he gets to the doorway of his room. He looks up, smiling, and reaches for the bottle beside him, standing to get the water from Mike's nightstand.

"Here." Two pills are set in his palm, and he wastes no time swallowing them, the dull ache already sharpening again.

Mike collapses back on the bed, curling up before Will passes him the warmed-up heating pad to place under his stomach. "Thanks," Mike mutters, as Will slides in behind him.

"No problem," he returns. "I told the others we won't make it today."

Mike hums, waiting for the medication to kick in. "And they're okay without us?" He tries not to sound worried, but he knows Will instantly sees through him.

"They just hope you get better, baby. They know you're in good hands."

Mike can't help the instant blush that covers his cheeks. "Okay." He snuggles back in Will's arms, content to know that his boyfriend is still here.

[horsefreek151]

My husband's First time Watching Twilight

My dear husband has not seen many of the movies that were very informative of my tween and teen years; Twilight is one of the top ones. He not only agreed to watch it but agreed to let me write down his reactions. Here are the 3 PAGES of comments I recorded during the two hour movie.

Opening line: "I'd never given much thought to how I would die." - Well, Lucky you

I'm glad this deer is going to be totally unharmed

What ?! Hang on... He catches the dear mid jump like a trick dog.

Him: Why is (Stephany Myers) so obsessed with baseball? Me: Shes Mormon Him: I think it's the homoerotic subtext

ACAB even (Charly)

Alright... one bathroom? There's only two of you!

Billy (who is in a wheelchair) responds with how hes doing by saying "Still Dancing!" - I love him Meets Eric - GAY BEST FRIEND *He was disappointed by him being straight* *Pauses Movie* I had no idea her name was Isabella

Mike Existing - That's the most awkward person Ive ever seen

Jerk kisses her on the cheek without consent - That's assault

*Edward walks in* - OMG thats BATMAN *JKJKJK*

How ... Why ... Why is she laughing.

So he can see the future... Nobody in this movie knows how to eat food. Fuck you, Binder! She is the awkward one Charly Guy in Mill getting hunted - Hes agile I would have fallen over by then. Bella slips and falls over - Relatable *he is unaware of the trope* "Not in Phoenix Bells" Line referring to large animals hunting people in Forks - "YoU DoNt HaVe AnImAls iN ArIzOnA" What do you mean Charly!? They have Mountain Lions and SNAKES Charly! *I mention scorpions too* No writer in this movie ever talked to a high schooler. "Your name is Bella?" - Its actually Isabella as I have learned I only care about this golden onion... and why it isn't a golden garlic. "Cold wet thing" - Unlike sand which is hot and course She also looks like shes in white face paint. (Edward) just walks away like a fucking freak... I love it. None of these people have ever talked to a human before. *Car Crash* - So much is happening... why are there so many cuts... The vampires all look like fucking mimes Your asking him about the speed he got there and not the CRUMPLED DOOR?!

Dont worry (Bella) Im also confused about what happened *Edward in the corner of her room* Hes like a fucking PTSD flashback. Hes a fucking sleep paralysis demon Its dumb to send (the vampires) to highschool. I didn't know one of (Bellas) personality traits was Clumsy There Bio teacher belongs in a sitcom They act like they are fifty or twelve... not like teenagers... twelve is more accurate. The most unrealistic part (of there field trip) is that the bus driver is not screaming at him for banging on the door... or maybe I grew up in Boston. *Edward dose the apple thing* - Ok now he's just making fun of her Robert Patterson and the guy playing Charly are the best actors. Edward mentions wearing a mask, and Bella quips about it - OOOOO, She called Edward out for being autistic! *He can say that as I am autistic and I give him permission* *Edward cant go to LaPush* - Is it cause he cant cross moving water? *He made so many jokes about vampire lore I didn't write them all down* I was trying to tell what time this flashback took place and I just couldn't. I'm glad they gave us a 30-second tutorial on how to get a book online. Some of this look like a horror movie TOKYO DRIFTING, Dam that was a fuckin j-turn! "Little do (her friends know) he was going to eat her, for her blood" Oh Bella, I understand he's a pretty boy, but back up from the "How do you know what he was thinking?" and back to the "WHY WERE YOU STALKING ME!?" I can't wait for the almost SA scene to never come up again... *sarcasm* * They touch hands by oops * - Touch Barrier Broken Charly and Billy watch the game - DAD DATE! ... Oh no not Butcrack SANTA! Looks at Jasper - Is he another vampire who fought for the Confederacy? She sees buttcrack Santa's body - Do they not have body bags? With how much he's stalking her he should be called Edward the Relentless *he loves what we do in the shadows* Why are we spinning... why is there so much spinning? Bella claims Edward talks old-fashioned - He talks like a badly written character... like everyone here. "you won't hurt me" - cause stalkers never escalate violence when things don't work out. Because she's a white woman, and he's her pit bull. LISTEN TO HIM WHEN HE SAYS HES DANGEROUS BELLA. "personal brand of heroine" - Him: because everyone knows heroine comes in brands Me: Im on name brand Meth (me referring to my ADHD MEDS) Him: You're on generic Meth, and you know it. (as I take the generic brand) YOU'VE KNOWN HIM FOR LIKE A WEEK "Irevicoably in love with him" - GIRL... WHY? Sees Emmit - He kinda looks like Peet Davidson I like (Edwards) sitting like a little weirdo He turned to madly in love on a dime. Wait hang on.... (skips back to Billy giving Bella the stinkeye) Eyyyy They do what we do! (Billy holding all the stuff while Jacob pushes, like we do with my wheelchair) Just Sees Jasper - "Ive never seen more fear in a character than in his face right now

Is he scared she will know he fought for the Confederacy? (I have yet to confirm or deny the truth of this statement) Alice being Alice - OOoO Edward, she's gonna steal your girl! No wonder he's fallen in love in 3 seconds... he's been seventh wheel for who knows how long. *there dancing in edwards room* - *husband starts singing my fair lady* "Hang on Spider Monkey" - IT's THE LINE!!! *I mention how it's creepy that he watches her sleep* Well, you watch me while I sleep, but you have insomnia... and were married. *they kiss*- This is the most Mormon shit I've ever seen. At least they show how realistically boaring being a vampire would be. Drinking while cleaning your shotgun... that's totally safe Charly... "Why do you play baseball?" - Since they are American Bella! - "Well it is the American past time" Esme says - SEE! The Thrupple of trouble is walking in like there ready for a photoshoot. Blond Thrupple guy (James) looks so High... "...STuck here like MOM" - OOF! KNIFE TO THE HEART! Did her friends just steal mugs from the diner? Edward won't stop drinking her blood - Bop him on the nose with a newspaper like a dog. Edward sad he "didn't" stop - But you did stop when Carlile bopped you on the head with a newspaper. We kissed once now were in love forever.... They are all weirdos and this feels like a cult Director of Photography, I hate you. Costume? I can't forgive you for that flashback. High school science teacher, you were my favorite. His final review: This was a bad movie. There are better vampire movies, there's better romance movies and better young adult movies. All the genera are valed, this is just a bad example of all of those generas. I understand why its popular tho, and why young woman loved it. Especially when you take in at the time, it came out. Its the American mix of all about sex but completely clean and demonising sex and not having any sex in it. To me its the same way that 50 shades of gray wants to be about sexy bdsm while still saying bdsm is morally wrong. Nothing wrong with wanting a sexy vampire with wanting a romance, I like romance. Theres nothing wrong with media for young women. This is just bad.

[lumaxramblings]

Can you please tell me about autistic Lucas Sinclair headcanons?

okey dokey!!!

so i'm not nearly as much of an expert on lucas because the brain worms decided to fixate HARD on max mayfield (it's so srs yall so so srs), but here's the thread that convinced me that he's autistic!!!! go read it!!!! it's fun!!!!

anyways lucas hates hates HATESSS change, with all his heart. if his food is different than usual he genuinely won't eat it and will go back up to his room hungry. his parents are confused and concerned by this but the bad doctor they had told them it was just attention-seeking behaviour, and not to give into it. however, because they know their son, they know that's not what it is. so, they decide to ignore the doctor and just make his food how he likes it, and it works :]

my boy has chronic resting bitch face. while max and dustin (both autistic) have a Head Empty No Thoughts thing going on, lucas has been asked more times than he can count on his hands and feet whether he's in a bad mood. no, he's not, this is just his face

mike and dustin, the chronic pacers, always stresses out lucas because he hates it when people pace. something about it deeply, deeply irritates/overwhelms him.

he has such bad awareness of when he's hurt. once he got a skinned knee when he was playing with the boys and didn't notice until his mom exclaimed "you're bleeding!" when he went back home. he shares this with erica (also autistic, fight me on this).

poor karen has to buy like 10 water bottles and make dozens of sandwiches and prepare tons of little snacks because of the four boys in her basement who are all nd and forget to drink water or eat food. same goes to nancy also. karen's not having a good time remembering all this

he hates beans. so much. he can't even look at them. if there's beans on the table he has to be far, far away from them, and if he's near them? forget it, he'll eat somewhere else thanks. no-one understands why and he's not sure how to explain how like, erughrghgh they are. luckily none of the sinclairs are bean enthusiasts so they just don't eat it. but Man did it cause problems before they worked around it

thats all ive got for now, hope u enjoyed :)

[unhingedlesbear]

I did it. I mass projected a good amount of my traits onto SMG characters. I’m so bored right now.

Mass trait projection 

(Some of these are literally canon just saying)

Bear fan - Jessica

Lesbian - Emma, Sam, Clarice, Jamie, Erin 

Asexual - Erin, Brad, Jessica, Emma

Has adhd - Ashley, Dylan, Jamie, Conrad, Chris

Has DPD - Mark, Taylor

Coffee addict - Charlie, Matt, John, Jamie

Prefers sweets to chocolate - Jessica, Emily, Emma, Julia

Has R-CPD - Salim, Matt

Has anxiety - Kate, Erin, Jamie, Mark, Charlie, Ashley, Abi, 

Changes favourite animal every few months - Abi, Julia

Favourite colour is yellow - Erin, Julia, Kaitlyn, 

Dog person - Mark, Sam, Mike, Conrad

Autistic - Sam, Ashley, Ryan, Abi, Erin, Andrew, Brad.

Has Dyscalculia - Conrad, Emma, 

Cat owner - Emily, Emma, Jamie, Angela, Dylan

Bug owner - Sam, Jamie, Fliss

Rat owner - Sam, Jamie, Kaitlyn, Mark

Furry - Abi, Brad, Chris, Dylan, Mark, Erin

Therian - Erin, Ashley, Kate, Laura, 

Enjoys musicals - Emma, Julia, Jessica

Enjoys horror movies - Jamie, Alex, Brad, Taylor, Josh, Chris, Max, Dylan

Intrusive thoughts - Taylor, Jamie, Kate, Emma

Pescatarian - Brad

Can sleep anywhere - Erin, Josh, Mark, Mike, 

Never horny - Erin, Charlie, 

Always hungry - Jacob, Conrad, Mark, Jamie 

Plays video games - Chris, Dylan, Daniel, Jamie, Jacob

Does not drink enough water - Charlie, Jason, Salim, Rachel, Eric, Nick K

Cries when angry - Ashley, Taylor, Erin, 

Has never studied - Jessica, Conrad

Eats like a fucking animal - Jamie, Dylan

Bites people - Laura, Max, Emma, Jamie, Taylor

Was a wolf kid - Jamie, Taylor, Ashley

Was a warrior cats kid - Erin, Abi, Brad

Awful hay fever - Erin, Kate, Mark, Sam, Matt, Emma

So nothing is sacred anymore ig

[sparkedblaze]

oh you want my thoughts well uhm

what if modern au newsies beach trip?

-al, race, jack, an the twins playing in the water

-sarah laying out on a towel, trying to get some sun

-davey helping les build a sand castle (with a moat and a drawbridge and everything)

-kath finding a patch of shade and settling down to read

-medda packed snacks for all her kids and made sure everybody had sunscreen on

-crutchie playing pirates with blink and mush (crutchie is peg-leg pete while blink is one-eyed earl and mush is captain fluffbeard)

-splasher having the time of his life playing in the tidal pools

-maybe oscar and morris are even there too. morris doesn’t love the feeling of the sand so he just brings his coloring books and sits on one of those nice flat rocks instead while oscar watches him and makes sure he doesn’t fall off

-bill and darcy being all mushy gushy and sitting together on a towel

-spot and some of the brookies chasing eachother up and down the beach

-jack coming over to davey all wet from the water and cuddling him to get him all wet too

-finch flying a kite (shaped like a bird of course!)

-🦡

I HAVE ONE NOTE ON THIS OTHERWISE PERFECT THOUGHT

MIKE IS ALSO AUTISTIC AND THEREFORE SITS WITH MORRIS TO COLOR

[redflagsandbanners]

werewolf nancy werewolf nancy werewolf nancy

newly bitten werewolf!nancy struggling to cope going back to highschool/really busy sensory environments and autistic!robin being like 'Ah! i know this one!!' and helps her out with shit not knowing abt The Werewolfism.

maybe its post season 3 where theyre in that nebulous period where they dont really know eachother yet and nancy is all alone and robin finds her having a panic attack at the back of the school during lunch (robin is already sitting there just eating a sandwich and is like 'u okay bud??')

Winters of closed windows, heat turned up. Classrooms and hallways boiling with students breathing close, voices bouncing on concrete, laughter about holidays passed, about a year starting off, about Hawkins staying safe from the mosters of tragedy and fear.

Nancy presses her forehead on the freezing metal of her locker, barely suppressing a growl. They are low at the back of her throat. A noise dragging just enough for someone to pick up in the clattering crowd, a noise somehow releasing some tension from the depth of her chest. Not enough.

A drop of sweat slides down her pulsing temple. The sounds are loud enough for her head to feel like splitting, for her lungs to weight a ton. From the distant, wet chewing of gum, to overbearing, drilling sound of laughter, to teachers making such stupid conversation in their office.

The wolf can hear every little hitch of noise in the building. They drum right through Nancy's brain, to her bones, making her jawline tighten against spreading numbness.

Nancy actually feels sick from it. The growl is threatening to turn into a whine, and the muscles of her jawline shake. In an effort to keep from expanding, from letting out a bit more of tension.

She pushes away from the cafeteria because there is no way she'd be able to sit in there without howling, without tearing the noise into silence with bloodied teeth, razor sharp claws. The growl has left her throat dry, tightening, in need for water, a piece of bread, a sliding, wet bite of -

"Jesus", she breathes as the doors slam open and the shocking, freezing wind of January slaps against her cheeks, her neck, and bites her bare fingers.

The air is sandpaper in her throat, in her lungs. They tighten at the shocking change. The headache pounds with a punishing throb at the sudden quiet of the empty outdoors and, confused, the wolf thrashes for release. For the familiarity of the woods.

Nancy looks at her cramping hands, the way they shift gray. She forces them into fists, up against her hurting jaw.

"Wheeler?"

The voice is sudden, familiar, buried under the scent of wet asphalt and snow. It belongs to a blob of clothing by the fire escape. Not one inch pf bare skin sits in sight. The girl is barely protected by the cold and yet -

"What are you doing out here? It's freezing".

"Are you okay?"

Her mouth feels smaller than it really should. Breathing is still troubled and the noises - she can still hear the noises from inside.

"You look overwhelmed".

Nancy almost snarls at her, almost grows teeth and bites the air inches from the girl's face as it is covered in a deep purple, patterned scarf. She wants out of the school, the hallway, the noises. A familiar bed, a comforting scent of cooking and a person breathing in sync next to her. She -

The slicing pain in her chest is familiar when she thinks of Jonathan. Jonathan never liked the cafeteria, summer and winter lunches spent alike; in the warmth of the front seats, in the liberating sense of sitting on the car's hood.

Nancy's new car sits like a beacon of light in the parking lot, motionless and waiting to be filled with two people in the front. It has been such a long time since she had anyone other than Mike to sit in the passenger seat.

"Is it too loud?"

Nancy turns, looks at the blob of clothes. Takes a sniff in her direction and -

Steve.

Steve, Steve, Steve. His scent is wrapped on the scarf, the shoulders of the girl's jacket. His wide hands have trailed over the fabric of the girl's warm clothes, a few hours ago, today, yesterday. A permanent fix like the smell of old carpets, warm plastic, a rubbed line of film. Shampoo and wool blankets. She eats from a lunchbox; crackers, cheese, forest ham, berries, a wiff of chocolate closed off to the side. Faint words of a language Nancy doesn't understand come from the headphones hung down from a knee.

Slowly, Nancy closes her eyes. Rubs slow circles on the throbing spot above her eyebrow and comes to curl in back to herself.

"Any flesh monsters coming through the walls?"

Nancy's head whips up. "I -"

The girl waves a hand in the air. "Bad one. Sorry".

"What are you doing here, Robin?"

"Lunch time, isn't it, Wheeler?"

"It's cold".

"You're the one without a coat on".

"That's a coat".

"Jacket. You want to sit?"

"I -"

Robin lifts her eyebrows until they touch the beanie. She nudges her head toward the wall. "Whole building can feel like a boiling fucking pot every winter".

Without meaning to, Nancy slowly leans back against the brick wall. It rubs against her bare hands, cold, solid. "Gets loud".

"Does. Cluttering hell".

"You are in band, aren't you?"

"Don't you compare lovely symphonies to this screeching racket of teenagers".

A smile cracks over Nancy's face. A deep skip of nerves, like the shiver of fur and the wiggle of a tail, shakes through the werewolf's body. Her voice is basically a purr; "Band barely practices symphonies".

"As if you have watched us practice, Wheeler".

"Fair enough".

Robin's breathing is deep, slow. Only a couple of inhales catch at the gulps in the girl's knotted throat. Heartbeat pounding as if anxious. Nancy looks at her, only to find steel blue staring back. She is guarded, caught in a balance of watching and expecting Nancy's own reactions to her.

As if she is another wolf, as if she is carrying so similar secrets to Nancy's own that the unity is strange. They haven't talked more than a couple of times since Starcourt Mall. Nancy remembers seeing Steve's bruised face through the rest of the summer, the bloodshot blue of Robin's eyes.

And now, the wind blows a teasing wave of icy cold. Nancy closes her eyes against it, letting it relieve the tensed muscles. Robin curls inward and shivers with small, pained sound.

She almost whines in sympathy to the sound, almost dugs her head and shifts closer to offer some - almost -

Nancy pushes off of the wall, boots rubbing on gravel with a comforting, unthreatening sound. Robin tenses up anyway, a catch of breath. The werewolf dugs her head and nods to the step next to the girl.

"Can I sit for a moment?"

"Huh. Yeah, sure, Wheeler".

The marble is as cold as icy but Robin is sitting on her bag. Nancy hears another pound of her heartbeat when the first touch of body warmth envelopes the girl. She hears the words, a quiet comment, catch at Robin's throat. They're not allowed to be said.

And, with them, the anxious rattle of Robin's breathing is back. Nancy can understand she makes the girl nervous but there is not much to do for that in January's cold. The tape keeps mumbling words in Italian. The scent of ham and cheese fills the air; Robin carefully nudges the unusual lunchbox toward Nancy, offering her food.

The wolf whines for the snack, Nancy silences it. Robin slowly starts to relax too.

With Jonathan to California, with Steve having graduated, the boys and Max stuck to troubles for freshmen Nancy doesn't even want to touch with a stick - Robin is the only other person in the building, who knows. Knows the whole truth about Starcourt Mall, knows of the Soviet Union invading, of the Upside-Down and monsters in the walls, underneath their feet, working in labs and on stolen children with psychic powers.

Nancy doesn't know what to do with that. Next to her, Robin doesn't seem to know either. It isn't like they can talk about -

"You doing okay? After summer?"

Nancy feels her gut freezing. The wolf snarls a low, warning sound deep in her chest. Robin -

Robin may know of another dimension, but she doesn't know about the wolves. Nobody knows about the wolves. Not yet. That's a secret Nancy has for herself and the fresh scars of an old bite on her shoulder.

Nancy bites back bile and a shiver. Around October, Jonathan started sleeping soundly again. Around December, she stopped hearing Mike walking around the hallway at the crack of the night.

Nancy has only now managed to not thrash awake from dreaming of hospitals. And that is because of another kind of fear living under her skin. Controlling the animal, when a full moon comes near, becomes so exhausting.

"I'm good".

"Oh". Robin shoots her a side look. "Okay".

"Are you?"

"We're - I mean I'm alright", Robin keeps blinking against the cold, burying her face deeper into her scarf. Nancy's heart suddenly pounds, in longing. "Difficult dreams".

"Yeah".

"You, huh.. Never mind".

Nancy is still looking at her mindlessly nuzzling in her scarf. The fluffy fabric looks soft; smells like paper, plastic, dust and warmth found in winter. Not quite like a bookstore, not quite like home. She suddenly remembers; Robin works in Family Video with Steve. Robin is surrounded by movies, and what flows with that in winter. Hot cups of tea, a stool pulled close to a heater, head tilted up for blue eyes to find the tv above the counter, the purple scarf falling loose around the base of her neck.

Nancy blinks, looks at the thin snowflakes falling between the two buildings. Robin is quiet next to her, shuffling the soles of her boots on the step below them.

Covered now, Nancy can't trace her gaze down the girl's neck.

She has to go.

"I'll, huh - Thanks for this".

"Oh..." - the purple scarf falls when Robin looks up. Nancy keeps from looking at her lips, her jaw locking tight, her whole body lazily standing up as if it does not want to - "...sure thing".

"See you around, Buckley", she quietly offers back before forcing herself inside the school.

"Yeah. See you around, Nancy".

Blue eyes follow her the whole way, until the doors close behind Nancy. She looks at the clock above the door, looks at the empty halls. Forces herself to the locker and grabbing her bag from inside, crossing the buildings to the parking lot, the car. The wolf whines in Nancy's chest, fever has started rising and burning the human down for the animal to burst free.

Nancy barely keeps from shifting into the car when she parks by the woods behind Steve's house. Jonathan in California, Mike already in class. There's no Demogorgon in the woods, but as Nancy lets out an overwhelmed noise that shifts from yell to howl, she thinks that it doesn't hurt to hunt for it anyway.

She thinks of the monster in the walls, of Robin's difficult nights, Steve's bruised face. Thinks of bloodshot blue eyes, of the girl tiredly nuzzling in the fabric of her scarf, breathing quietly.

The wolf runs on the fresh snow and bathes in the last, golden rays of sunlight. There is no moon in the sky, but the werewolf howls for the longing anyway. Longing to nuzzle in purple and a comforting scent.

[jjtheresidentbaby]

♡ Headcanon Masterlist ♡

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I think my masterlists have been getting crowded so I decided to put all my headcanons here

Stranger Things:

Stranger things characters as Encanto powers 

Steve x little!sister reader headcanons 

Max x Mike friendship headcanons 

Eddie x short little!reader headcanons 

Cg!argyle x little!eddie headcanons 

stranger things classification headcanons 

Rating stranger things relationships 

Steve x Eddie Caregiver Rules headcanons 

Little Mike headcanons 

Caregiver Johnathan headcanons 

Little Steve Harrington headcanons 

Little Eddie Munson headcanons 

Autistic Wheeler Sibling headcanons

Caregiver Nancy Wheeler headcanons 

Little Nancy Wheeler headcanons

Little Lucas Sinclair Headcanons

Caregiver Stancy adopting Little Johnny headcanons

Criminal Minds:

criminal minds classification headcanons 

Little Jj headcanons 

More Little Jj headcanons 

Even More Little Jj headcanons 

Caregiver Penelope headcanons 

Caregiver Alex headcanons 

More Caregiver Alex headcanons 

Little Reid headcanons 

More Little Reid headcanons

Little Jj x Caregiver Emily headcanons

Caregiver Hotchniss x Little Jj headcanons

Little Jj Security Item headcanons

Little Jj workplace headcanons

Little Jj staying home headcanons

Little Jj x Caregiver Em nickname headcanons

Caregiver Jj x Will headcanons

Caregiver Reid headcanons

Flip Emily Prentiss headcanons

Caregiver Luke Alvez headcanons

Little Jj x Caregiver Hotchniss living together headcanons

Little Jj age range with Caregiver Hotchniss headcanons

Caregiver Jj x Will headcanons .2

S.W.A.T:

s.w.a.t classification headcanons 

Caregiver Hondo headcanons 

Caregiver Deacon Kay headcanons 

Comfort Deacon Kay Caregiver headcanons 

Bedtime Routine s.w.a.t Caregiver headcanons 

Jessica Cortez Caregiver headcanons

Marvel:

Caregiver Steve Rogers headcanons

Caregiver (general) Peter Parker headcanons

Caregiver Bruce Banner headcanons

Caregiver Tony Stark headcanons

Little Kate Bishop headcanons

Supernatural:

Caregiver Castiel headcanons

Caregiver Dean & Part Monster Little headcanons

Caregiver Dean & Little Sam headcanons

Caregiver Sam Winchester headcanons

Caregiver Gabriel headcanons

Teen Wolf:

Hale Pack Classification headcanons

McCall Pack Classification headcanons

Puppy Pack Classification headcanons

Caregiver Melissa McCall headcanons

Caregiver Peter Hale headcanons

FNAF:

Little Vanessa x Caregiver Mike headcanons - attached to day 3 moodboard of fictionalagerechallange

Euphoria:

Flip Lexi Howard headcanons

Caregiver Elliot headcanons

School Bus Graveyard:

Little Aiden Clark headcanons

Heartbreak High:

Flip Quinni Gallagher-Jones headcanons

Flip Amerie Wadia headcanons - attached to day 5 moodboard of fictionalagerechallange

Little Spencer ‘Spider’ White headcanons - attached to day 6 moodboard of fictionalagerechallange

Little Ant Vaughn headcanons

Little Harper McLean headcanons

Little Missy Beckett headcanons

Flip Ca$h Piggott headcanons

Little Quinni Gallagher-Jones headcanons

Little Malakai Mitchell headcanons

More Little Quinni Gallagher-Jones headcanons

Little Spencer ‘Spider’ White headcanons [little gear specific]

Ant & Spider Regression Friendship headcanons

Caregiver Malakai Mitchell headcanons

Caregiver Spencer ‘Spider’ White headcanons

Outer Banks:

Little John B headcanons

Little Jj Maybank headcanons [water specific]

The Umbrella Academy:

Little Five Hargreeves headcanons

Little Luther Hargreeves headcanons

[dxppercxdxver]

hey juno! 🌙! anyways, I have no clue what jonnymike deathtrap au is but it sounds decently cool!

also, one if you have from any wips with disability rep please!

also this is unrelated but I heard roses was about gay trauma and deep water, and jaws? what inspired that?

P.S. I’ve asked about hhsa for the past two asks, but, that juno character in it and their mysterious nature or disappearance is fascinating so if you have anything on that that would be cool

also P.S. stop sign junction is cool but already was asked so if there’s anything else about it to say and you want feel free to elaborate on it too

P.P.S i just realized spytown means saf and hadestown that’s so cool I’m not necessarily asking about that (unless you want) I just wanted to say this

hello again moonon!!!! once again you are being so kind to me with all of this, so let me see if i can indulge you

once again, putting this all under a cut because. Long

jonnymike deathtrap au is. a very self indulgent project i need to finish, but to try to summarize a deeply and stupidly complicated premise as best as i can, it's a crossover of three different pieces of media? through dumb circumstances me and @firstmatedville wrote a self indulgent crossover where mike nelson (of mystery science theater 3000) and jonny d'ville (of hit band the mechanisms) fell in love and had an epic romance. and then i decided to cross that over with my favorite play, deathtrap, which is a gay murder mystery about a playwright and his ingenue murdering his wife. it is So Much Fun and ransom's been yelling at me to finish and i am so sorry i haven't yet

MICHAEL. (Gestures to the body, almost proud.) Right on the rug. You can’t fault me for neatness.

JOEL. Mickey… What have you done.

MICHAEL. Exactly what I intended, my love.

JOEL. Don’t call me that.

MICHAEL. Why ever not, dear?

JOEL. You— Who are you?

MICHAEL. I’m the same person I’ve always been.

JOEL. No. No. You are a stranger to me, Mickey. (MICHAEL steps away from the body to come comfort her husband, but JOEL scrambles backwards with an aborted sob.) Get away from me.

MICHAEL. (Holds up hands in surrender.) As you wish. (Moves back to JONATHAN’S body, rotating his corpse so it’s parallel with the long side of the rug. Begins to roll the carpet over him, but pauses.) Your heart seems to have taken it.

JOEL. But for how long? When the police start asking questions, when his family comes knocking, what happens then?

MICHAEL. No one will know. (Keeps rolling up the body into a little corpse carpet taco.) Listen, once I get the ball rolling with this new script, we’re gonna take a long vacation, far from anywhere, a place where you can stay and rest, and where I can take care of you. A little cabin in the mountains, maybe.

JOEL. What, so you can kill me too?

MICHAEL. Why ever would I do such a thing? I did this—all of this—for you.

next up, disability rep!! i'm not sure i have any wips with that rn beyond what background disability i include in all my characters, but i did just publish a where or when fic that talks about a character's (non-canonical unfortunately) disability! linked here

third, the inspiration behind roses!! i am a certified autistic gayboy that hyperfixated on jaws upon watching it in october of 2020 and decided that the main characters martin brody and matt hooper had Something kinda homoerotic going on and also Latched Onto Hooper like a barnacle. so i wanted to do an examination of like. queer sexuality and disability and mental health in the 1970s. because both of these are characters with troubled pasts who are Going To End Up Mega Traumatized. and i wanted to examine what their lives might be like after the events of the movie!! i can go more in depth if you want later, but that's the basic gist :)

fourthly, juno in herronimus!! and his mysterious habit of disappearing!! i don't really have a passage that exemplifies this, so i'll just tell you about him!! idk how much nat's told you about the story, but juno's whole deal is that he's unstuck in time! in the flashback, he disappears because he's tried to make a deal with the main antagonist and instead gets swallowed by it and transformed into a bird, and he remains in that form for about twenty or thirty years until someone breaks him free and he becomes a Teenager again. so he's got a lot of memory issues and tends to wander off and not quite be grounded all the time bc he's like. All Knocked Out Of Time. and i care him Very Deeply

fifth!! fifhtly!! i think there's one character in stopsign junction i haven't talked about yet, which is an as yet unnamed rapscallion who has a bit of An Agenda. they're not evil, per se? but they're very possessive and distrusting and kind of want theo for themself, and when he doesn't work with them when they want they get Real Weird about it. big goth androgyny vibes, but this character is also subject to change bc i'm not Super set on them

aaaaaand finally, spytown!! spytown is mostly a published series/au that i've been working on with my beloved spytuals (@/szollibisz, @/considerablecolors, @/owen-not-carvour, @/teethworm, etc.) that's a crossover of spies are forever with hadestown. i left off in the middle of a fic where curt!orpheus and owen!eurydice meet, and it so so gentle (music!! love!! domesticity!!) but i just lost steam on it? series is available to be read on my ao3 here

once again, thank you so so much for letting me gush about all these stories!! blorbos from my brain <3

[anemone-ships]

Phantom - Is your f/o superstitious? Are they interested much in the paranormal or the occult?

Ouch - How would your f/o react to seeing you hurt (either mild or major)?

Star - Gush about your f/o! Or a s/i! Whatever you want!

thank you sm for the asks, cookie!! 💚

phantom — i've been reading the fn.af mo.vie no.vel recently, and while i don't consider every little thing in there to be 100% canon as it was based on an earlier version of the script, i love all the little details we find out about mike and his past/emotions/thought processes!

all of this is to say that generally i think he is a strong realist and doesn't think about/believe in the supernatural normally, but scenes like when he explores the main room of the pizzeria during his first night on the job lead me to believe that he can jump to wild conclusions when he's in a state of heightened anxiety. thus, i'm sure that it leads him to thinking about stuff like ghosts or supernatural phenomena being real when otherwise he wouldn't. he's definitely more of a believer after the movie as well, that's for sure lmao

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ouch — oh we are writing ANGST in this chili's tonight. mike is just such a born carer/protector that he would be absolutely beside himself if he saw me/my s/i majorly hurt. he'd cycle through so many emotions and likely blame himself even if it was completely out of his control ("i should've been there"). this leads me/my s/i to feel awful in turn, like i should have been able to handle myself so mike wouldn't worry. :,)

if it's a smaller injury however (which i/my s/i gets frequently, i am very accident prone!), he's a lot more level-headed and methodical from the outset. gets me to run it under water if it's bleeding, finds the nearest first aid kit or a band aid from his bag, bandages it oh so tenderly while nagging at me to be more careful next time.

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star — GUSH TIME YAAAAAY did you know that i love m.ike schm.idt so much because i really really do. i know this is a wild and crazy revelation for everyone (/j). i never anticipated that he would mean this much to me, it's been almost half a year since i fell for him and he's become such an important part of my life!! i was having an awful day yesterday and thinking about him honestly helped me get through, he gives me so much comfort and looking at him always makes me smile!!

i love his messy curly hair and the freckles under his eyes and the way his clothes are all just a bit too big for him. i love how he looks like he's apathetic to everything, but deep down he cares so much that it hurts. i see a lot of my autistic traits in him (especially in the mo.vie no.vel), like his bluntness, sensory issues and need for routine, and that's really comforting!! plus i just love a sleepy sopping wet boyfailure what can i say. in hindsight it's surprising that i didn't fall for him sooner, the movie writers really sat down and said "ok we're going to write a character that appeals to n specifically" (/silly).

anyway yea i am kissing him on the forehead

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[transautisticmikewheeler]

Title: soft

Rating: general

Ship: mike wheeler/will byers

Additional Tags: autistic mike wheeler, stuffed animals, fluff, trans mike wheeler, hurt/comfort, sensory overload, minific

Notes: i love this fic title banner so much jsyk also this pretty much has no plot

As a kid, Mike had always been weird about the things he experienced. Getting older, it hadn't really stopped, just grew. Good texture this, bad texture that, was that sarcasm, was that serious, stay on schedule this, do this exactly now that. The idea is pretty obvious by now.

It's common knowledge within the Wheeler household that if Mike were required to give things away, he'd go for the plastic first, plastic being a texture that was pretty okay. There was nothing bad about it, but nothing that good either.

Another common fact is Mike is the type of person to get distracted by soft things. They'd be the last to go in this hypothetical situation. The softer the thing is, the more distracted he gets, stopping to run his hands over it.

The softest thing Mike owns is a stuffed animal he's had since he was a toddler, before gender was a thing that got in the way of expectations and Mike decided to be himself.

The moment Mike wakes up that morning, he grabs the stuffed bear, holding it over his head, thumbs moving against the stomach as he stares up at it. It was more than a little childish to consider taking it with him, but he finds that of all the things he could care about, this wasn't as high as it used to be.

He pulls it back down, letting it lie next to him as he sits up, reaching his arms out to stretch. He lets his legs fall over the side of the bed, back to the object. His feet hit the floor and he stands, moving to grab something he only vaguely remembers to be clean and puts it on.

Today already feels loud in a way he can't get used to, the little light in the room is already stinging, and he bets it'll be worse on his way out.

Glancing back, he takes the bear and slips it into a backpack, hidden with his earplugs and an extra water bottle and notebook, pen attached in the spirals.

Mike grabs an apple on the way out, hissing at the bright sunlight as he holds an arm over his eyes. Sitting on his bike adds to his irritation, but he's not going to give up seeing Will because everything feels bad.

He gets to the cabin in record time, eager to leave the bike behind as he gets closer. Will is outside, as he usually is when Mike comes over, El being in town with Joyce for today.

"Mike!"

Mike cringes at the volume, frustration crawling under his skin. His voice is much quieter, monotone and already sounding exhausted, when he replies. "Hey, Will."

Will watches him lean the bike against the cabin curiously, voice thankfully coming out quieter this time. "You okay?"

"Fine," Mike mumbles, trying to push it away. "Um, does he still have nothing to do here?"

"There's playing cards somewhere if you want to try that?" Will lets him in the door, and Mike makes a beeline for the couch, slinging his bag off and plopping down, barely catching Will's amused smile, especially when Mike is pulling out the bear again, running his fingers gently over the material.

Mike barely looks at Will as he sits next to him, immediately moving against his side as he tries to tone down his feelings but ultimately fails. Will drapes an arm around him, somehow knowing enough that his arm squeezes a little tighter than normal for a few seconds.

"Is it a bad day?" Will murmurs as he watches, and Mike melts, pulling the bear in to hug it against his chest as he collapses more into Will's side.

"I was trying to make it a good day," Mike whispers back, eyes shut so the lights aren't as bad.

"I don't think you'd be able to control it that easily," Will says back. "Do you want to say like this?"

Mike nods against him, feeling something light press against his head and knowing it's just Will. Something that definitely sucks about these moments is that Mike can't handle actually kissing him. Lying against him has to be enough for now.

"Love you."

Mike hums, reaching out a hand for Will's, squeezing gently in response to the words when he gets it. Even if he couldn't say it right now, he's glad Will knows.

He's glad to have quiet moments like this, even if he's sensitive to everything at the moment.

[ao3feed-byler2]

tread the water, child

by marshmallo824

"It’s his own fault, too. Not just for – for being like that. Mike blames himself because he wasn’t able to keep his damn mouth shut. He never has been, so he’s learned to pick out the strained smiles and glassy eyes that worm their way onto others’ faces when Mike is being too much. He felt it from other kids at school, from teachers, and from his own family.

Fuck the people who say they miss the bubbly, vivacious little kid he used to be.

All they ever wanted was less of him, and Mike delivered on that. He made sure to shove bits of himself in drawers, under beds, and behind closet doors. Sometimes it was the trash can, the side of the road, or among the embers of a roaring fireplace.

He realized his mistake too late – everyone hated the parts that he’d kept, but he had no way of going backwards. The damage had been done, utterly irreversible."

 Or: Mike runs into some trouble at home and has to find the comfort he needs somewhere else. Luckily, Joyce Byers is ready with open arms.

Words: 7113, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Mike Wheeler, Ted Wheeler (Stranger Things), Holly Wheeler, Joyce Byers

Relationships: Joyce Byers & Mike Wheeler, Mike Wheeler & Ted Wheeler, Holly Wheeler & Mike Wheeler, Will Byers/Mike Wheeler

Additional Tags: Gay Mike Wheeler, Bad Parent Ted Wheeler (Stranger Things), Ted Wheeler Being Homophobic (Stranger Things), Coming Out, not exactly on purpose, Period-Typical Homophobia, Good Parent Joyce Byers, will is not technically in this fic, but he is important to it, Hurt/Comfort, and then some more hurt to top it off, Autistic Mike Wheeler, it isn't touched on much but trust me on this one, Mike Wheeler Has Issues, Character Study, kind of, Self-Hatred, Mike Wheeler-centric, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, or at least the majority of it, I'm Sorry, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, and then, It Gets Worse

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My Mike Afton Headcanons :)

Aromantic asexual, interested in a qpr

Autistic (I’m probably going to make a separate post just for this)

Genderfluid, he/they/she/xe

Deaf or close to it. I’ve yet to figure out if it should be just the natural progression of his hearing or something that happened

His mom was Mexican

Warm brown skin tone (yknow, like how colors can warm or cool)

They have their mom’s wild dark brown hair, and it shows once he takes care of it (and isn’t that a thematic statement and a half)

Curly dark brown hair, grows it to just above shoulder length

Having it pulled back all the time gives them a headache, but they won’t leave it loose if they feel they’re in danger

Complete heterochromia, their right eye is blue and their left is brown

(This was mostly because I couldn’t decide between giving them brown eyes or blue, and now I’m attached)

5′5″ (let Mike be short, it’s what they deserve)

Other Headcanons

Since they have trouble hearing and work in a place where they have to rely on hearing to warn them of danger, they have issues going without aids

Gruffly gentle with people younger than them, but prone to hostility with people older

Will fight as soon as he thinks he’s being threatened

On bad days he panics at everything he thinks could be perceived as a mistake

Loves to people watch (unless they’re having a bad day where they compare themself to their dad) enjoys watching life just bustling around them, it makes them feel more human

Hates being treated like she’s stupid or worthless 

AUTHORITY ISSUES BABY

In an ideal world, xe would be a paramedic or artist :)

Touch starved and touch repulsed

Loves rain, it’s xeir favorite smell too

The ocean is also something she loves

Sunset colors are her favorite

Loves painting especially mural-like pieces

Has trouble making friends and connecting with people, but sometimes finds people that just click

Has been a disappointment all his life, and when he grew up he learned to wear it like a badge of pride. There’s still a wound beneath that though, and it likes to show up on bad days and around parental figures.

Chronic pain, body issues

Once he learns to stand up for himself, he also figures out how to stand up for others

Dry sense of humor

Their wrist getting grabbed is a trigger. If it happens unexpectedly they will fight them off, or panic if that doesn’t work.

Introverted

Gardening is something they enjoy a lot. They have a lot of plants (some of which are wild/weeds) knows a lot about their properties

Self-esteem issues (but we knew that)

Spoke Spanish with their mom until (something happened, I’m still figuring out what) 

Later picked it up again, or spoke and learned it all through childhood to stay connected to her (dad told him he couldn’t take Spanish because he would ‘cheat’)

His mom used to make heated milk with brown sugar and nutmeg for him. He makes it for his siblings on bad nights, and later for himself when he needs comfort

C-ptsd in general but also about ennard specifically (which makes eating even more of a challenge, and gives him autonomy issues)

They were conscious while Ennard was in them (I’m so sorry) 

She’s got her mom’s eyes and smile. She nearly cries the first time someone points out the resemblance because she’s been compared to her father her whole life

Has xeir mom’s freckles and temperament, but xeir dad’s face and mannerisms (unfortunately)

TOUCH STARVED AS HELL

Fuck William’s accent, Michael has his mom’s accent

Nearly debilitating fear of losing autonomy

Can face the worst life has to offer without batting an eye, but crumbles like a wet paper bag in the face of any positive interaction

Loves space and thinking about it and talking about it

Was an annoying and kind of rough older sibling, but also took on the responsibility of his siblings. William was especially bad the week of cc’s birthday, and that translated into being rougher and more calloused with his siblings. If the joke had gone as intended, he probably would have made it up to him in his own rough way once he realized how much it affected cc.

Don’t tell me you haven’t done something in the heat of the moment that you regret later. I know I have

Being gentle comes easily to him after he gets away from his father and learns to leave the ‘be tough or get hurt’ mindset

This makes him even more like his mother, with his temper turning into spitfire protectiveness combined with a gentle empathy, especially for kids

His mother begins to shine through more and more. Where he once had his father’s expressions and habits, he now exhibits his mom’s

Sorting through my Mike refs, I’m realizing how many of my headcanons were just putting a neon sign above his head blaring ‘AUTISTIC. THIS PERSON IS AUTISTIC’