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           EVEN IN MY OWN SKIN IT'S LIKE I'M NEVER HOME. ⸻ independent & mutual only mike wheeler pulled away from netflix’s stranger things, and adapted to various verses. leaning into horror themes. heavily headcanon influenced. haunted by your local space cryptid winter.

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           EVEN IN MY OWN SKIN IT'S LIKE I'M NEVER HOME. ⸻ independent & mutual only mike wheeler pulled away from netflix’s stranger things, and adapted to various verses. leaning into horror themes. heavily headcanon influenced. haunted by your local space cryptid winter.

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hello beans !! i'm moving mike over @mikewheelertm ( same url, same chaotic noodle, just a new blog )

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will byers ;; @storiesofthenight​​

          MIKE HAD ALWAYS BEEN A RATHER AFFECTIONATE PERSON,  at least with the people he was comfortable with,  however he had always been more aware of his own actions towards Will,  especially lately,  he felt as if he was walking on a very thin line,  one wrong  ( or perhaps right  ? )  move and he’d be treading in uncharted waters,  and everything he had tried to keep as close to his chest as one possibly could,  would be fully on display for the other and Mike’s feelings would be found out.    Something he could allow,  not when there was the high possibility of ruining his already delicate friendship with Will.

          And yet,  there he was,  pushing his luck even more after his own words,  expression soft despite the mischief used as cover for the way his nerves were on the edge.    A gentle squeeze of Will’s hand,  thumb stroking the back of it,  movements slow,  deliberate.    A tilt of his head as he observed the other,  teeth worrying at his own bottom lip before a quiet chuckle unintentionally escaped him.    ❝  Is this a good time to tell you that you are not dreaming  ?  ❞  The slightest raise of a brow,  his own voice quiet.    It was only moments later that he was bringing their linked hands close to his face and a kiss was pressed on the back of Will’s hand,  only for a playful bite to follow,  because of course Mike was nothing but a brat,  and perhaps it was his way to diffuse the tension around the both of them.    ❝  Does that prove it  ?  ❞

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will byers ;; @familybyerstm​​

He could feel the nervous energy beneath his skin,  despite the way he had been the one pushing to talk about whatever was going on with the two of them,  perhaps Mike hadn’t expected for Will to agree that easily,  but then again he should have seen it coming,  shouldn’t he ?  After all between the two of them,  it was Mike the one having more problems when it came to talk about,  well,  emotions.

    He gave a nod as he followed the other before he found himself sitting on the nearest flat surface,  at least that would stop him from having the urge to just ran,  or so he hoped.  ❝ So. . . ❞  Voice trailing off,  gaze flicking over to Will before dropping once again to his own hands.  Another beat of silence.  ❝ Okay,  maybe this was a mistake.  Maybe we shouldn’t talk about this. ❞  Maybe I’m panicking and afraid to say something I should.  Words left unspoken.

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mike wheeler ;; @smalltownbcy​​

    OH,  IF THERE WAS A SATISFIED GRIN UPON HIS FEATURES AT HIS TWIN’S REACTION.  That was what he got for getting him out of the zone and making him lose his train of thought on the current poem ?  song ?  well,  whatever he was working on.  

    ❝  Haven’t you heard of the saying,  you start shit you get hit,  huh ?  ❞  Sarcasm lacing his words,  and the raise of a brow that followed was just as impertinent.  ❝  Don’t you dare.  ❞  His words a little too late,  because the paper ball was flying in his direction and hit him square on the cheek.  ❝  Michael.  ❞  Feigned indignation gracing his features.  ❝  That’s it.  ❞  And if Trevor threw the paper ball back at his twin alongside his eraser,  well,  he wasn’t really sorry for that.

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bill denbrough ;; @denbroughwilliam​​

    A CHUCKLE SLIPPED PAST PARTED LIPS,  and a cheeky grin so easily graced his features when he managed to take the other by surprise.    Yet,  fingers continued to run through Bill’s hair,  the gesture affectionate in nature,  even more so when he then was rewarded by the soft smile of yours,  something he become rather fond of.

    However nose scrunched up at the words spoken,  and a shake of his head followed soon after.    ❝  Don’t.  ❞    His,  almost immediate,  response.    ❝  It actually suits you and. . .  ❞    A pause,  just for Mike to ruffle his hair one last time,    ❝  I can’t do that if you cut it too short.  ❞

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bill denbrough ;; @denbroughwilliam​

          BY NOW MIKE WAS ALMOST A PRO AT PATCHING UP WOUNDS,  years of having to patch up himself so his mother or sister wouldn’t find out,  sometimes could be proved to be useful.    Bill’s words earned a lights scoff from the curly haired boy,  ❝  Uh huh,  absolutely,  just a scratch,  right  ?  ❞    Despite the teasing nature of the words,  his tone fell flat,  he was far more concerned in the task at hand,  especially when he could still feel the slightest tremble course through his frame,  his nerves still high due to everything that had happened & the concern about the other that was slowly eating at his mind.

          ❝ ‘m fine,  you don’t have to worry about me.  ❞    Gaze flicking up,  just so he could look at Bill before he focused once again on the wound,  trying to be as gentle as possible as he dressed the wound with gauze.    ❝  Just some bruises,  nothing worth checking.  ❞    After all,  he was used to such thing,  between the bullies and dealing with the Upside Down for the last four years, he got used to getting hurt more often than he would have liked.    A sigh slipping past his lips,  fingers resting against the covered wound.    ❝  Aside this,  how are you doing  ?    I mean after. . .   ❞    Words trailing out,  but the meaning behind them rather obvious.    ❝  I’m. . .  sorry,  I shouldn’t have noticed what was going on.  ❞

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will byers ;; @willbyerstm​

          THERE WAS A PROTEST ON THE TIP OF HIS TONGUE,  Mike was many things but not a fool,  and had known Will almost his whole life to buy his weak attempt on convincing him.    However he kept quiet,  at least for a beat longer,  giving the other the time to collect his thoughts and be honest with him.    The concern so easily spotted over the deep frown creasing his forehead.    Fingers idly tapping against his own leg,  however the action stilled at Will’s words,  a sense of dread pervading him,  did he mean. . .  ?

          His train of thoughts abruptly cut short when he mentioned Lonnie,  and the dread Mike was feeling turned into something different,  black terror turning into crimson anger.    ❝  Why  ?  ❞    Disbelief laced in that single word.    ❝  Is the bastard trying to get more money from your mom  ?  ❞    A hand reaching out,  fingers ever so delicately grazing the other’s shoulder.    ❝  Hey.  ❞    He knew it was a long shot,  but knowing that Lonnie was around had Mike not wanting to leave Will alone.    ❝  Do you want to spend the night over  ?    Or I can stay,  at least you don’t have to deal with him alone.  ❞

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billy loomis ;; @verbatimsfm​​​

          GAZE NARROWED AT THE INSINUATION,  however Mike didn’t answer,  not yet at least,  he knew all too well that Billy was trying to get a rise out of him;  that he was trying to get him to agree to whatever plans he had for the night.    ❝  You know that’s not gonna work,  right  ?    I mean,  trying to bait me.  ❞    Words laced with the slightest hint of sarcasm,  and a shake of his head soon followed.

          The raise of his brow when he turned to look at Billy,  spoke far more than any words could,  he was far from being amused.    ❝  Are you trying to convince me or yourself about no one getting hurt,  huh  ?  ❞    The noise that threatened to spill from closed lips was very close to a chuckle.    However despite his demeanor towards the other,  there was a familiar feeling crawling beneath his skin,  a nervous energy that would only be satisfied with chaos.    Which was the reason behind his next words,  ❝  Supposedly if I say that I’m in,  what do I get out of it,  huh  ?  ❞

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steve harrington ;; @twistedstxrs​​

          THERE WAS STILL THE HINT OF FURROWED BROWS AS HE LOOKED AT THE OTHER.    If it was anyone else he might have already called them out for their nonsense,  but he knew better than assume,  or even worse judge someone when he was missing the key facts.    Still. . .  ❝  You know,  calling me kid makes you sound like Ted,  and trust me,  that’s not a compliment.  ❞    A face was pulled then,  ❝  Plus I’m only a couple of years younger than you,  grandpa.  ❞    Was that a dig to the way Steve had been calling him  ?    Absolutely.    And if only for a moment,  a rather impertinent grin crossed his features,  one that was gone as a sigh fell from his mouth.

          ❝  Monsters are the last of my worries.  ❞    A shrug of his own.    ❝  I mean,  don’t get me wrong,  I want to be done with all that shit,  so no one else will get hurt,  but it is what it is,  we can figure out how to deal with them.    It’s the rest that it’s hard and tiresome.  ❞    He fell silent all of sudden then,  as if catching himself saying something he shouldn’t have.

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nancy wheeler ;; @strcngergirls​​

          THE PEN WAS GLIDING OVER THE PAGES OF HIS NOTEBOOK,  a letter being written,  one that he was still not sure if it was going to be send or if it was going to join the rest of the unsent and disregarded ones that were carefully placed in a box under his bed.    It was safe to say that Mike had lost track of time,  his whole focus taken by the words he was writing.

          The knocks on his door startling him,  a muttered curse falling from his mouth as he quickly closed his notebook and shoved is away,  afraid that if one was to get into his room,  they’d about what he was doing so early in the morning.    Except the door didn’t swing open,  and what reached his ears was his sister voice.    This time around the  ❝  Fuck.  ❞  was louder.    ❝  I’m coming.    I’m coming.  ❞

          And there he was,  grabbing the notebook & shoving it inside his backpack before he was scrambling to get out of his room,  and hurrying down the stairs and out the house right behind Nancy.    ❝  Do I get a prize for making it out in ten  ?  ❞    Oh,  if he was absolutely being a little shit.    ❝  Also why are you in such hurry  ?    It’s not as if we are late  ?    You could have gave me five more minutes !!  ❞

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jane hopper ;; @couldfight​​

          HE SHOULD HAVE GONE HOME WITH NANCY,  after all it would have been the logical thing to do,  and yet,  he had found himself dismissing his sister,  telling her that he would have walked back home later because he wanted to make sure that Jane was okay,  he saw just how much she had gone through and leaving her there didn’t sit right with him despite the way she wasn’t alone,  Hopper was there after all.

          He was sitting on the floor,  back rested against the sofa where she was sleeping on,  lost in his own thoughts about everything that has been happening and the way guilt had slowly crawled under his skin and make a home in his bones.    If he had stayed back he might have been able to help more,  but then how he could have helped finding El  ?    How he wished he could have been in two places at the same time.

          He was abruptly pulled away from his own mind when he felt El moving,  and he was quick to turn around,  the greeting getting stuck on his tongue and swallowed back down as he watched her wiping her tears.    ❝  I didn’t like the idea of you being alone after everything,  so I stayed.  ❞    Lips curling in a gentle smile,  one that was gone as fast as it came.    ❝  El.  ❞    Her name barely louder than a whisper,  there was sadness laced within his tone.    ❝  Are you okay  ?  ❞    A grimace crossing his features,  of course she wasn’t,  what a stupid question,  and so he shook his head.    ❝  Sorry.    Don’t mind that.  ❞    Hand waving around in a dismissal way before he reached for one of hers,  resting it on top of hers.    ❝  Nightmares  ?  ❞ 

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will byers ;; @upsidedownx​​

          THERE WAS A COMPLAIN ON THE TIP OF HIS TONGUE AT THE KNOCK ON HIS DOOR,  he was quick to assume it was Nancy needing something from him,  and he wasn’t really on the mood for that.    However his expression was quick to change at the sight of Will,  a grin crossing his features,  one that was gone just as fast as it came when he heard the other’s words,  ❝  Oh  ?    Sure we can. .  .  ❞    

          Brows furrowed in worry,  and Mike found himself adverting his gaze at Will’s next words.    If there was something he regretted,  it was letting his frustration out on Will and saying pretty hurtful things during that rainy evening.    ❝  Yeah,  kinda hard to forget when I still regret saying all that shit.    You didn’t deserve any of it.  ❞    An exhale.    ❝  I know I apologized already,  but you know that I didn’t mean any of the things I said,  right  ?  ❞

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hello beans !! i'm moving mike over @mikewheelertm ( same url, same chaotic noodle, just a new blog )