mickie wheeler

[mirror-michelle]

⋆˚꩜｡Michelle(Mickie) ⋆˚꩜｡

Hello. My name is Michelle.. Most people call me Mickie though.

..I'm a self-proclaimed writer or storyteller(if you will). Avid Dungeons and Dragons player, usually the DM for my party. As for group dynamics, I'm the Paladin. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ..Willow calls me the Heart of the group.

My Interests <3

Comic Books

Sci-Fi (and the strange and unusual)

D&D

The color blue.

"It was the best thing I've ever done."

My favorite losers <3 :

@mirror-willow

@mirror-john

their sister! @mirror-joana

my brother! @mirror-nathan

@mirror-delilah

@mirror-max

@mirror-lucy

Our favorite <3 @mirror-stevie

@mirror-victor

and ofc @mirror-edith

@mirror-carla

My tags..

#michelle muses - thoughts and photos

#diary entry - michelle writes in her diary. plot important!!!

diary entry #1

diary entry #2 !!!!!

diary entry #3 TW ED - please skip if you will be triggered by this topic <3

[mournfulroses]

Cecilia Martinez, from a poem titled "Winter Then," featured in A Magnificently Ordinary Romance: Poems

[mirror-willow]

willow hears a knock at the door.

willow opens the door, @mirror-michelle close behind her.

@mirror-carla i-uh

hi, what are you doing here?

[mirror-carla]

(ooc: i think max is with me??????? maybe idk)

carla's look of concern fades and her eyebrows furrow as she sees michelle. willow. hi, uh.... can we talk? in private?

[mirror-willow]

uh- yeah of course

willow takes carla to a seperate room

so what did you want to say?

[mirror-carla]

i'm worried about you. you've been acting all weird, and secretive, and.... i don't know, maybe i'm overreacting, but it seems like something's going on. is everything okay...?

[mirror-willow]

yeah- everything's fine.

i'm fine.

[mirror-carla]

are we fine?

[mirror-willow]

i-

[mirror-carla]

you can talk to me, willow. please just tell me what's going on.

[mirror-willow]

i can't carla.

you don't know what's happened, everything that's happened.

i can't explain all the things that have happened these past few years, and you won't understand.

[mirror-carla]

just- just try, okay??? even if it doesn't make sense. please.

and, if something is going on between you and michelle... please just tell me. because i know i've been naive and too forgiving up until now, but that doesn't mean i should be treated like shit.

[mirror-willow]

okay- i-

something, did happen.

and i'm wrong for it, and i didn't do it to hurt you, but i can't be a good person.

i'm not a good person carla, and i lied and i told you i was, and i felt like a good person. but i felt fake with you carla.

normal. but fake. and im sorry.

im so sorry.

[mirror-carla]

don't- don't apologise. i'm angry, of course i am but..... i still care about you. just... tell me what happened and i can leave.

[mirror-willow]

i was at the quarry, and she was up there too, and we spoke for a bit.

and ended up kissing.

[mirror-carla]

fuck-

her mind is screaming at her. how could she be so stupid?????? the warning signs were there, and she'd ignored them a million times, all because she trusted willow.

well. if that's the case then i guess we're over.

[mirror-willow]

i- i wish you well.

i truly am sorry carla, and i don't know if it's better or worse, but i wasn't thinking about you when i did it. i never wanted to hurt you.

[mirror-carla]

yeah, well, i think it's pretty clear you weren't thinking about me.

she tries to stay calm and think clearly, but it's impossible when she knows michelle is in the room next door. the cause of all of this.

can i talk to michelle??

[mirror-willow]

i mean- yeah. sure.

willow ignores the sinking feeling in her gut, screaming that this will go wrong.

[mirror-carla]

she nods shakily, stepping into the next room to see @mirror-michelle and @mirror-max sitting together.

michelle. we need to talk.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle tenses. she knows what’s coming.

alright. we can talk.

[mirror-carla]

they go into a separate room together, neither able to meet the others' eye.

you're a fucking piece of shit. calling me gay slurs and then kissing my girlfriend behind my back?? twice??!!! fuck you.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle looked carla back in the eyes, knowing all of that was true.

i’m sorry. i’m not going to stand here and try to argue that what i did was fair to you.

she grasped for the words to say, but there were none. for a supposed writer, she found it hard to articulate her thoughts now…

[mirror-willow]

willow hears a knock at the door.

willow opens the door, @mirror-michelle close behind her.

@mirror-carla i-uh

hi, what are you doing here?

[mirror-carla]

(ooc: i think max is with me??????? maybe idk)

carla's look of concern fades and her eyebrows furrow as she sees michelle. willow. hi, uh.... can we talk? in private?

[mirror-willow]

uh- yeah of course

willow takes carla to a seperate room

so what did you want to say?

[mirror-carla]

i'm worried about you. you've been acting all weird, and secretive, and.... i don't know, maybe i'm overreacting, but it seems like something's going on. is everything okay...?

[mirror-willow]

yeah- everything's fine.

i'm fine.

[mirror-carla]

are we fine?

[mirror-willow]

i-

[mirror-carla]

you can talk to me, willow. please just tell me what's going on.

[mirror-willow]

i can't carla.

you don't know what's happened, everything that's happened.

i can't explain all the things that have happened these past few years, and you won't understand.

[mirror-carla]

just- just try, okay??? even if it doesn't make sense. please.

and, if something is going on between you and michelle... please just tell me. because i know i've been naive and too forgiving up until now, but that doesn't mean i should be treated like shit.

[mirror-willow]

okay- i-

something, did happen.

and i'm wrong for it, and i didn't do it to hurt you, but i can't be a good person.

i'm not a good person carla, and i lied and i told you i was, and i felt like a good person. but i felt fake with you carla.

normal. but fake. and im sorry.

im so sorry.

[mirror-carla]

don't- don't apologise. i'm angry, of course i am but..... i still care about you. just... tell me what happened and i can leave.

[mirror-willow]

i was at the quarry, and she was up there too, and we spoke for a bit.

and ended up kissing.

[mirror-carla]

fuck-

her mind is screaming at her. how could she be so stupid?????? the warning signs were there, and she'd ignored them a million times, all because she trusted willow.

well. if that's the case then i guess we're over.

[mirror-willow]

i- i wish you well.

i truly am sorry carla, and i don't know if it's better or worse, but i wasn't thinking about you when i did it. i never wanted to hurt you.

[mirror-carla]

yeah, well, i think it's pretty clear you weren't thinking about me.

she tries to stay calm and think clearly, but it's impossible when she knows michelle is in the room next door. the cause of all of this.

can i talk to michelle??

[mirror-willow]

i mean- yeah. sure.

willow ignores the sinking feeling in her gut, screaming that this will go wrong.

[mirror-carla]

she nods shakily, stepping into the next room to see @mirror-michelle and @mirror-max sitting together.

michelle. we need to talk.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle tenses. she knows what’s coming.

alright. we can talk.

[clown-busters]

The Girls!!!

plus a Willow sketch <3

inspo from this post by @mike-wheeler-offical

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-max]

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

[mirror-max]

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

[mirror-michelle]

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

[mirror-max]

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

[mirror-michelle]

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

[mirror-max]

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

[mirror-michelle]

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

[mirror-max]

no, because you didn't do it because you want to hurt others. you did it because you're hurting.

i know you pretty well by now, michelle. there's a lot of things that have hurt you. you've made a lot of mistakes. but you've also done a lot of good, as much as it pains me to admit it, and you care so deeply about the people around you. it'll be fine.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle thought about max’s words, letting them rest with her. her inner voice was still self deprecating, but she tried to ignore it.

thank you, max. thank you for.. y’know. putting up with me.

[mirror-max]

max shrugged again. even though sometimes, dealing with some of the situations mickie got herself into made him feel like he was losing his mind, he would choose to do it again for her.

yeah, no problem, loser.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle looked up and smirked.

after what happened yesterday, i’d say i’m more of a winner now. heh.

[mirror-max]

max scoffed, but couldn't stop a slight chuckle from escaping his lips. right. whatever.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle smiled, seeing his chuckle escape at her comment.

you bet.

[mirror-max]

max rolled his eyes and shook his head, but a grin worked its way onto his face.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle let her smile drop into a breath of relief and fell back against the couch, closing her eyes. she felt.. less worried now.

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-max]

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

[mirror-max]

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

[mirror-michelle]

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

[mirror-max]

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

[mirror-michelle]

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

[mirror-max]

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

[mirror-michelle]

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

[mirror-max]

no, because you didn't do it because you want to hurt others. you did it because you're hurting.

i know you pretty well by now, michelle. there's a lot of things that have hurt you. you've made a lot of mistakes. but you've also done a lot of good, as much as it pains me to admit it, and you care so deeply about the people around you. it'll be fine.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle thought about max’s words, letting them rest with her. her inner voice was still self deprecating, but she tried to ignore it.

thank you, max. thank you for.. y’know. putting up with me.

[mirror-max]

max shrugged again. even though sometimes, dealing with some of the situations mickie got herself into made him feel like he was losing his mind, he would choose to do it again for her.

yeah, no problem, loser.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle looked up and smirked.

after what happened yesterday, i’d say i’m more of a winner now. heh.

[mirror-max]

max scoffed, but couldn't stop a slight chuckle from escaping his lips. right. whatever.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle smiled, seeing his chuckle escape at her comment.

you bet.

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-max]

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

[mirror-max]

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

[mirror-michelle]

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

[mirror-max]

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

[mirror-michelle]

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

[mirror-max]

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

[mirror-michelle]

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

[mirror-max]

no, because you didn't do it because you want to hurt others. you did it because you're hurting.

i know you pretty well by now, michelle. there's a lot of things that have hurt you. you've made a lot of mistakes. but you've also done a lot of good, as much as it pains me to admit it, and you care so deeply about the people around you. it'll be fine.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle thought about max’s words, letting them rest with her. her inner voice was still self deprecating, but she tried to ignore it.

thank you, max. thank you for.. y’know. putting up with me.

[mirror-max]

max shrugged again. even though sometimes, dealing with some of the situations mickie got herself into made him feel like he was losing his mind, he would choose to do it again for her.

yeah, no problem, loser.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle looked up and smirked.

after what happened yesterday, i’d say i’m more of a winner now. heh.

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-max]

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

[mirror-max]

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

[mirror-michelle]

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

[mirror-max]

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

[mirror-michelle]

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

[mirror-max]

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

[mirror-michelle]

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

[mirror-max]

no, because you didn't do it because you want to hurt others. you did it because you're hurting.

i know you pretty well by now, michelle. there's a lot of things that have hurt you. you've made a lot of mistakes. but you've also done a lot of good, as much as it pains me to admit it, and you care so deeply about the people around you. it'll be fine.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle thought about max’s words, letting them rest with her. her inner voice was still self deprecating, but she tried to ignore it.

thank you, max. thank you for.. y’know. putting up with me.

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-max]

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

[mirror-max]

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

[mirror-michelle]

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

[mirror-max]

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

[mirror-michelle]

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

[mirror-max]

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

[mirror-michelle]

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-max]

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

[mirror-max]

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

[mirror-michelle]

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

[mirror-max]

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

[mirror-michelle]

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

[junkbrat]

uh oh 😰

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-max]

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

[mirror-max]

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

[mirror-michelle]

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-max]

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

[mirror-michelle]

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

[mirror-willow]

willow hears a knock at the door.

willow opens the door, @mirror-michelle close behind her.

@mirror-carla i-uh

hi, what are you doing here?

[mirror-michelle]

a wave of guilt and repulsion floods through michelle upon seeing carla. she doesn’t say anything, allowing willow to talk for her. she worried if she opened her mouth every wrong thing would come out.

[mirror-willow]

willow looked back before she took carla into the other room, trying to tell michelle that she was okay

[mirror-michelle]

michelle sat down on the couch next to max quietly, wishing willow luck in her head as she waited.

continued

[mirror-max]

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

[mirror-michelle]

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

[mirror-willow]

willow hears a knock at the door.

willow opens the door, @mirror-michelle close behind her.

@mirror-carla i-uh

hi, what are you doing here?

[mirror-michelle]

a wave of guilt and repulsion floods through michelle upon seeing carla. she doesn’t say anything, allowing willow to talk for her. she worried if she opened her mouth every wrong thing would come out.