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Doorlocked: Part 5

Brooklynn’s trying her best.

(Can you tell I go all in on the environmental drawings bc I can’t draw humans? Lmao)

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Mike Wheeler Power AU

this has been on my mind for a while; i might try and write it myself-

Mike Wheeler who cant die, Mike Wheeler who can see and talk and interact with ghosts.

(Think like Klaus from the umbrella academy.)

Mike Wheeler who is #13 from Hawkins lab but never showed any powers outwardly so the lab gets rid of him via adoption, they figure he's too young to remember anything from the lab anyway, and if he's living in Hawkins they can monitor him just in case powers do pop up.

Except no powers pop up and at 13 they figure 'He's a normal kid with a very active imagination and no powers' and so they drop the surveillance and focus on El (self explanatory), and Will once back from the upside down and has more promise power wise the Mike ever did in their eyes.

Mike grows up adopted by the Wheelers who thought Karen, who was having fertility problems, wouldn't ever be able to give them a second child like they wanted (Holly was their miracle baby after Mike) They 'Love' him, provide for him, try to connect with him; but its hard; He's hard to connect with.

Mike has an 'overactive imagination' and new imaginary friends pop up each week, The Wheelers think he's being rude when he tells them his newest imaginary friend is a older man named Mr. Charlie; Karen tells him to stop making fun of their old neighbour's death. Mike was never aware he passed.

Mike always seems to know things he shouldn't, like how the late Mrs. Johnson had a drug problem or that Miss Read had passed away in her sleep before the general populace knew she was dead.

Ted tells Karen something is wrong with Mike; that maybe they were wrong to adopt. When Mike brings up his dead grandmother who Karen never talks about she agrees, They take him to a exorcist, they take him to church regularly and slowly Mike gets 'fixed'

Mike is 13 when he first figures out something about him isnt quite right.

When he jumps from the quarry El can't catch him and he falls. He finds himself in a barren white space with a tall women who takes him in her arms and promises everything will be alright. He wakes up on edge of the quarry, El and Dustin looming over him, Dustin crying and yelling and El giving him a look he cant quite decipher.

El 'saved' him, at least thats what Dustin thinks; in reality El brought what should have been his corpse back atop the quarry, and she is very confused as to how Mike survived.

El still disappears, and Mike is left alone with no one to help him figure out what's going on. He cant ask his parents, he doesn't trust or know how to contact Owens so he acts normal and focuses on Will. The quarry death incident is pushed to the back of his mind once he realizes something is wrong with Will and from there things progress like canon until he finds El with Hopper.

Mike still breaks down and gets mad at Hopper, then he's reunited with El.

(in my mind El and Mike don't really get involved romantically, when he's with her he's more focused on trying to figure out how the fuck he didn't die and who the lady in white space is.)

(I suppose you could imagine this with whatever romantic pairing for Mike you want, I prefer Byler; however you can imagine mileven if you want, you do you)

S2&3 progress similar to canon; Max & Billy show up, however Mike still plays D&D with Will and doesn't brush if off like he did in the show, its a good distraction from everything else.

Then things start going sideways with the mindflayer, Mike gets overwhelmed with how many people are being possessed; the mindflayer basically pushes the soul out of its body and suddenly Mike is seeing tons of souls that shouldn't be souls, He realizes something is really wrong when he sees double of Will & Billy (possessed body and wandering soul)

Mike can't really talk to the souls of the mindflayers victims till they die, thats kinda of when he realizes that the people he sees are ghosts.

Will & El move, Mike sends letters to El about his maybe powers, he doesn't send letters to Will trying to call daily instead, Joyces job holds up the line, he wont send letters to Will though, focused on trying to figure himself out, and he can never figure out how to write letters to Will well, they always end up too intimate (insert lettergate here lol)

Will & Mikes family assume he's dating El, He still joins hellfire and still plans to go to california. Max still pulls away, deals with Vecnas curse, Lucas & her are still broken up, Chrissy still dies in Eddies trailer starting the manhunt and Vecna arc.

However Vecna targets Mike first; noesbleeds, hallucinations, the whole nine yards. Mike floats, his bones break and he dies.

Instead of the tall woman in whitespace Mike ends up having a flashback to the lab; he sees himself with El and 01 and the other numbers; #13 tattooed on pale white skin. He sees his adoption after the scientists determined he had no powers. He sees one of them burn the tattoo off him before he's adopted by the Wheelers.

He wakes up in a pool of his own blood knowing more about himself then he ever has, he understands himself better now.

Then he gets shipped off to California.

(This is a rough draft, this has also been eating away at my brain for the past few days. I will be writing more, and refining it. If you wanna use this to write something please do, then tag me, i wanna read it. Also expect more little bits from this AU. I have gotten very attached)

Theres a second part now

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A little dialogue piece for me and @lamponellatempesta ‘s Doorlocked AU. Can you guess what it’s about based on this? :)

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Bessie Angst Fic - Out Now

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Summary:

There were two important things that Bessie was 100%, absolutely sure of:

Four out of five members of the Gutierrez family would NOT give her chips.

One would give her chips. And scratches, and fruit loops, and whatever else she wanted.

Until, one day, Sammy Gutierrez disappeared.

Alternatively: Bessie, and the Gutierrez family at large, try to make sense of tragedy.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

My zine piece for the lovely Tales of Arcadia Zine is officially on Ao3! To check out the rest of the work in the zine, as well as the vignette art for my piece (done by the lovely @yourdragonsareglowing) (who I keep tagging today, sorry haha), check out the zine here:

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The Beaver of Love - A Buc-ee's Adventure

Day 7 of Yasammy Week: Free Day

This concept has been in my brain for a hot second and I'm so glad to finally have out in the world! Preview below and I hope you lovelies enjoy :D

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The night air was cool and crisp. As Yaz walked across the parking lot, she marveled at just how nice it all was. Daytime temperatures in Michigan were already below freezing, and the first snow of the year had been just a week ago. How often did it snow here? She had heard from an uncle in Kentucky that the Southern states shut down at the slightest sign of a flurry.

The striped paint of a parking space on the pavement told her that she’d reached the front of the store. Double automatic doors framed the entrance. She wasn’t sure she felt ready to enter whatever insanity was behind them; the outside was weird enough. Dozens of ice boxes lined the wall, there was something that looked suspiciously like a fully-functioning tractor, and beyond it all was… a statue? Yeah, that was a bronze statue of something.

Yaz squinted at it; it looked like some kind of animal. If the person waving at her would just move out of the way, she might be able to figure it out.

Wait. Person waving at her?

Short bob, puffy brown jacket, cowgirl boots…

No way.

“Yaz?”

“Sammy?”

“Yaz!”

“Sammy!”

Yaz ran and ran, not caring about the dark, not caring about the cold, not caring about anything, because Sammy was there.

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New JWCC fic??? Could it be????

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Compy Fic Preview

(I’d like to work on this some more soon but ngl I’m super super stressed about school so maybe not. Idk)

Bless you @yazmmy for the gif

It was, finally, a beautiful morning on Isla Nublar. The horrible storm had come and gone, the one from which even the biggest brachiosaurus had hidden, and the soaking wet ground had just begun to dry. Most of the dinosaurs were out and about again.

But one pack of compsognathus stayed out of sight, sleeping in a pile under a rocky crag. They had been lucky – a pair of coelophysis had been struck down during the storm, and their flesh had more than made up for the scarcity of smaller lizards. They weren’t so hungry as the other, larger animals who roamed about, the ones who would definitely take advantage of small, helpless dinosaurs like themselves. Yes, it was best to lay low for a while, even if the pickings were slim.

Well, best for most of them.

One in particular was more interested in what lay beyond their little patch in the woods, in the place where her and her sisters had run from when they had moved in.

The humans had all left, she had thought, but six of them remained.

And they had the most delicious-smelling food hidden away in their great sky fort.

So she opened her beady black eyes, chirped, and shook her sleeping sister off of her back. Today was a new day, and she was going to make the most of it. She was going to feast.