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mellomadness · 9 months
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psycho furry Vanny dump 🐰
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metamatronic · 4 months
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Okay, but did Mike get the message?
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no he did not—he’s dense as bricks sometimes. continuation of this.
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north-noire · 2 months
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My Michael Afton throughout the years! ft. his own little doodles. I'll try to be brief about the timeline and how my Michael was without saying too much since it'll be explored in the Hidden Hands AU fic's chapters anyway so I won't say all the details. Feel free to read if you guys like! I have a lot to say about him.
1983 (FNAF 4) - Michael was 12 or 13-ish when the Bite happened. Very reckless yet adventurous kid. Didn't really hate Evan (William, as much as he had a soft spot for Evan, still loved Michael all the same), just had really bad friends and influence (his friends were mostly bullies) - and didn't really like that he's being told to parent a little brother he had no idea how to take care of. It didn't help that Evan tended to be a tattle-tail sometimes about the trouble he was getting into. Michael also, deep down, got scared of what the bullies would do to him if he dared stand up for his brother or spoke out against them, so he ends up going along with what they did for his own sake. After the Bite, Michael was still deeply guilty about what he did to Evan, and it haunts him every night, knowing he had no good excuse but irresponsibility for what he did to his brother, because after all, it wasn't like William wasn't giving him enough attention. Michael just knew that he deserved anything unfortunate coming to him, but is genuinely surprised that his father kept telling him he loved him all the same. From this point on, he becomes easily troubled, tends to stay close to his dad. Makes sure he follows the rules and doesn't do trouble. Just wants to do a complete personality shift, and is deeply ashamed of who he was before. 1985 (Charlie's death, Fredbear's Family Diner shuts down) - Michael was 15 here. Over the years, he slowly isolated himself from most of the people in his life since he gets worried about his past scars coming back to haunt him. Mostly a recluse and reserved. He's not handling things well after Charlie's death and a family divorce - not to mention the non-existent social life he had. Just prefers to be left alone, but he's nice if you get to know him. Doesn't really have a good relationship with Elizabeth, but is actually pretty close with William. Feels extremely guilty and hates himself/blames himself for Charlie's death. He gets paranoid easily, as he thinks whoever took Charlie is now after him, but his father tells him to not worry too much about it. 1987 (FNAF 2) - (17) Slowly having a good relationship with Elizabeth. Starts to get into stuff like the supernatural and becomes superstitious to a degree over the years. In public, he's mostly polite and nice, but his actual personality shows through whenever he's with his father or Elizabeth - he's sarcastic, and has quite a dark sense of humor, can be a bit of a rebel, he's just more subtle about it. A bit of an over-thinker - he gets lost in his imagination/head easily. Has a (surprisingly) good relationship with his dad, as he's not really afraid to be himself around him - sometimes gifts him funny things or something he knows his dad would love/would use (he gifts William a rabbit's foot - for good luck, he says). He also helped William build the Fun-Times with blueprints and other technicalities (He's not really aware of the questionable features they had, unfortunately). He couldn't really come with his father and Elizabeth on Circus Baby's Pizza World opening due to things he had to catch up with his home-schooling, he had been skipping classes to work on the Fun-Times, but he really wanted to graduate highschool with a bang, so he's giving everything his all, here. Then Elizabeth suddenly goes missing all of a sudden, and, well... I would say more, but my fic sort of takes a canon-divergence route around FNAF 2/SL-FNAF 1 so that would spoil half of the stuff I've been working/writing about! Reference-sheet wise, I just wanted to show how he progresses from a rebellious, happy and adventurous kid into a more reclused, anxious and soft-spoken adult. Sorry for the long post! I've just been wanting to talk about him for some time now. There's a looot more that I've left out but yeah that's because there will be more in the fic!
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paper-lilypie · 1 year
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oh no
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actual-arrrchie · 9 months
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the missile is eepy
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theautisticjedi · 6 months
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Oh my god an AU where Vanessa and Mike meet outside of the pizzeria and they start dating, and when things get serious Mike meets William, and William realizes that he killed Mike's little brother and is just like
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Because he promised Vanessa he'd not kill her new boyfriend who she really likes but like.....it's so tempting....symmetry and all that.
And Mike feels something familiar about William and then when he's at her house he finds GARRETT'S PLANE?!?!??!
I dont know where I'm going with this but my brain is cooking rn
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afewproblems · 7 months
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Season Two Halloween AU Part Eight
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six Part Seven
Synopsis: What if Eddie had been at Tina's Halloween Party in Season Two? Featuring Steve!Whump, Stancy Breakup, and Eddie just trying to keep up with all these new revelations about who King-Steve actually is...
As always, thank you thank you to the lovely Jess @strangersteddierthings for letting me brainstorm and send spoilers!
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Eddie pulls gently on the strap of Dustin's safety goggles, trying as much as he can not to snag his curls in the process.
Almost everyone is decked out in their make-shift protective gear, with bandanas over their mouths, swim goggles --hell, even an old diving mask that Lucas found in the Byers basement. Mike won the painters mask, even though it's slightly too big on his little face.
When Eddie asks if all of this is really necessary, Dustin, Lucas, and Mike all glare ferociously at him before shouting over top of one another about how the Upside Down is toxic and that Will had been lucky last year, and to stop being an idiot. 
Eddie looks to Max who shrugs and pulls down her own swimming goggles over her eyes.
"Don't look at me, I'm new here remember?" She mutters, walking towards the pile of various items the kids brought with them. She grabs a pair of rubber gloves and tosses them at Eddie who manages to catch one while the other falls limply into the dirt.
"They went in full body suits last year, on oxygen, to save Will," Dustin adds, his voice slightly muffled by the floral scarf wrapped around his face, "as little exposed skin as you can, it isn't safe".
Eddie can't help but picture the last Sci-Fi pulp story he read in a zine with government conspiracies and men in yellow suits investigating supposed 'crash sites' in the desert. 
He shivers and pulls his own black bandana from his back pocket to put on.
Steve hasn't moved since they parked and hauled everything out of the van for their descent.
He sits in the sliding side door of the van with his head between his knees and the bat between his hands. Steve had insisted on coming with them, despite the fact that he'd only just managed to stop vomiting about five minutes ago and the nausea is still kicking his ass.
Stubborn idiot.
Eddie shakes his head as he turns back to Dustin to find the kid has wandered closer, standing right beside him now.
"He's dating Nancy," Dustin says quietly, tipping his head towards Steve as surreptitiously as he can.
Eddie freezes at the words and tries to keep his face blank in the way he's seen Steve do, he's not sure he's managed it but the way Dustin rolls his eyes. 
Eddie opens his mouth to respond, with what he isn't sure of given the chorus of shitshitshitshitshit playing on a loop in his head. 
Dustin beats him to it.
"But Mike told me they've been fighting lately, if it helps?" 
Eddie just stares, his mind running a mile a minute, his eyes search Dustin's face for any hint of malice or disgust. But there's nothing.
"You don't…care?" Eddie says slowly, softly, he looks around to the other kids to see if anyone else is listening.
They all continue to argue and bicker over the equipment  except for Max who has walked over to Steve to hand him a pair of rubber gloves. She leans down and tilts her head to look at Steve who still hasn't moved from his position in the van door. 
Dustin shrugs, "why should I? I know what people say about it, but you protected us, you stayed," he looks at Eddie with fierce blue eyes, "bullies talk a lot of shit about other people for what they like".
"And you're not bad Eddie, you're good, just like everyone here". 
Eddie blinks trying to ignore the tightness in his chest at the words and the sting behind his eyes. 
'You're a good kid Ed, that's all that matters,' Wayne had told him the day he came out. 'And I'll love you no matter what'.
So that was at least two people who didn't think he was the town 'freak' -- but a stubborn image of Steve's expression that night by the pool comes to mind as he vehemently argued against being scared of Eddie during the now infamous Halloween party.
Three people then.
"If it helps, he wouldn't shut up about Dallas after he and Nance watched the Outsiders last year so," Dustin shrugs again, this time with the slightest teasing grin. 
Eddie is overcome with such a strong feeling of fondness for the kid that he reaches out and pulls Dustin into a one armed hug that's really more of a headlock than anything else. Eddie takes off Dustin's hat to ruffle his hair before putting it back on and tugging it down over the kids eyes, he snorts at the squawk that Dustin makes in response.
"Dallas huh?" he says with a grin before clearing his throat, "I've always been more partial to a pretty boy myself". 
He laughs as Dustin pushes him off muttering under his breath, "everyone's obsessed with relationships," which only makes Eddie laugh harder. 
Maybe it's the hysteria of the situation, maybe it's the exhaustion loosely wrapping itself around his hands, but in this moment Eddie lets himself push away why they are standing in the middle of this field in the pitch dark, and lets himself reach out for what was previously impossible.
He claps Dustin on the back and tips his head towards the rest of the party getting ready. 
"How distracting can you be?" Eddie asks in a low conspiratorial voice.
Dustin frowns, his eyes dart from where Max is struggling to pull on a second blue rubber glove after getting the first one on to where Steve is finally managing to sit up in the van, pulling on the gloves Max left him with, and rolls his eyes again.
"Yeah, yeah, you get five minutes," Dustin drops his voice slightly, and if it's an imitation of Eddie barking orders at the kids earlier, it's pretty good actually. 
Eddie huffs and sends Dustin a wink before turning on his heel and making his way to the van.
Steve has managed to finally sit up properly and in the moonlight it appears that the green caste to his face is also gone. He looks up as Eddie approaches, and sends him a wane smile. 
"How you feeling?" Eddie says softly. He crouches down on the balls of his feet so he and Steve are at eye level and reaches out for his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. It's as though a dam has burst ever since he was able to gather Steve in his arms in the van, he can't stop reaching out for him. 
"Like my head has a pulse," Steve answers after a moment, "kinda how it felt after Jon cleaned my clock last year, but worse". 
He shrugs and gives Eddie a small smile that stretches his split lip until a small bead of red appears, Steve winces and swipes his hand over the cut, "I'm kinda hoping it doesn't become a yearly thing, you only get so many concussions ya know?" 
No Eddie doesn’t know, but he was also never a jock, dodging elbows, or balls, or apparently monsters in the woods on the regular.
He looks back at the kids, only to see Dustin pointing at the watch on his wrist; even in the dark Eddie can read Dustin's expression.
Hurry up.
Eddie swallows roughly and turns back to Steve, who doesn't move his gaze quickly enough to hide his own stare.
The wistful pinch of Steve's brow is still there, plain as day, and it cements Eddie's decision.
He leans closer, close enough that his nose is nearly touching Steve's own.
"I need to tell you something, and I need you to let me get through it because we don't have a lot of time, okay?" 
Steve blinks once, his wide hazel eyes search Eddie's face as he slowly nods, his mouth opens but Eddie reaches up and presses his palm to gently cover it.
"You caught me off guard before," he whispers quickly, before Steve can move the hand on his mouth, "when you told me about your Nonna". 
He sees Steve's eyes go even wider and feels him freeze under his hand, but he has to keep going. 
"And I thought, you couldn't possibly be saying what I thought you'd were saying, I couldn't--"
Eddie forces himself to meet Steve's gaze this time, as though he could simply transfer his thoughts directly, save himself the embarrassment of trying to make the words come.
He takes a deep breath in, releasing it slowly through his nose.
"I couldn't let myself hope, not then".
"But when I thought you were dead on the floor, that Billy had broken you into a million pieces and we would never be able to put you back together again and I realized," Eddie moves his hand now, letting it travel along Steve's jaw, to the back of his head. He swipes his thumb along the crest of Steve's cheekbone and tries not to let the way the other man holds his breath deter him.
"That I might not get another chance to be that person your Nonna told you about, if I didn't tell you how I felt". 
Steve blinks again and Eddie halts, letting go of Steve completely as he watches the wide hazel eyes grow shiny in the moonlight. 
Oh fuck.
Steve's nose flares slightly with how rapidly he's breathing and his mouth opens and closes in quick succession as he seems to struggle to find the words to respond.
"I--"
"Steve! Eddie!" Mike calls out from behind them, "we are running out of time! Let's go!" 
Eddie curses under his breath and whirls around; Mike stands at the edge of the cavern, his hands on his hips in a similar position to one Steve held earlier, the painter's mask pulled up to reveal the irritated frown on his face.
Dustin has his own face in his hand but looks up soon enough to offer Eddie a resigned shrug.
He catches Max watching the exchange with curious eyes, her face tilting between Eddie, Dustin, Mike, and Steve, but he can't think about that now. 
Not with Steve pushing himself up from the van on unsteady legs, he brushes past Eddie, reaching up with a shaking hand to pinch his nose. 
Eddie darts a hand out to catch Steve's elbow, halting his path.
Steve lets him.
Eddie takes a step closer, wracking his brain, trying to figure out what he could have said to make Steve so upset, had he read him wrong after all, had he overstepped somehow?
"Steve," he says softly, his grip on Steve's elbow is loose but steady as he pulls him closer.
Steve doesn't turn to look at Eddie but he doesn't move away either.
"What the hell is the hold up assholes!" Mike barks out again and Eddie lets himself throw a dirty glare at the kid, which Mike merely rolls his eyes at. 
The attitude on these kids.
Mike does eventually turn, pulled by Dustin, back to the rope that Lucas is securing to the nearby fencepost, hopefully distracted for long enough to let Eddie figure this out. 
But before he can say anything, Steve is pulling himself away from the grip on his elbow, “Eddie--”
"Please,” the word falls out of his mouth, desperate, louder than he wants, “please Steve, just, promise me we'll talk”.
Steve turns his face slightly, just enough that Eddie knows he sees him. 
His eyes are no longer wet, but still red rimmed, his nose slightly pink, the same way he looked that night at the halloween party sitting on that rock in the dark. 
“Okay,” Steve whispers into the night air, quickly and quietly before he presses forward. 
Eddie lets him go, his empty hand drops limply at his side as he watches Steve make his way back to the kids. He snatches an unused pair of goggles from the nearly empty pile on the ground and checks the post where Lucas had secured the rope. 
Eddie watches from the sidelines as Steve seamlessly moves back into Babysitter mode, and while some part of Eddie is relieved at this, he can’t help but miss the way it felt to hold Steve, to put him back together again. 
Even if it was just for a moment.
Part Nine Now Up!
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kennahjune · 8 days
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Teen Dad AU
Part 6!!!
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The Universe had a strange way of making Steve Harrington hate Life.
Like waking up in a hospital after simply trying to pick up Louie.
Ugh.
Because it was never “simply” anything anymore, right? Now it was monsters and other dimensions and asshole blonds with pretty eyes who liked to beat him half to death.
Oh. And a bunch of mouthy middle schoolers.
“Dude, you up yet?”
“Give him a minute, Mike! He was literally half-dead not even yesterday!”
“Well if he keeps groaning like a zombie I’m gonna assume he’s become one!”
Steve found his voice, although crackly and rough from disuse, just to say “Shut the fuck up.”
“He’s alive!” One of them shouted instead.
Steve peeled his eyes open and immediately groaned at the harsh lights. Blinking against the stark white hospital walls, he turned his head to look at the kids piled in the chairs of the room.
Max and Lucas were squished together in one chair, Mike and Will taking the second. Baby Byers must’ve already been let out. Dustin was sat cross-legged at the foot of Steve’s hospital bed, that El girl right next to him. Steve felt like he was in the middle of an interrogation with how she stared him down.
Steve sat up, ignoring every bodily protest telling him to lay the fuck back down. Dustin grinned wide at Steve, and Steve gave him a very weak smile in return.
“So are you actually alive, now? Cause you still look half-dead,” Max teased, smirking at him. Steve rolled his eyes and flipped her off, snorting when she gave it right back.
“Yay he’s alive wooo!” Mike snarked sarcastically.
Steve huffed, but Mike reminded him of Nancy which then reminded him of how he got dragged into this shit when then reminded him of—
“Fucking shit,” he swore under his breath.
“Are you ok? Do we need to called the nurse?” Will asked tentatively. All the kids suddenly looked on edge at Steve’s perceived pain.
He shook his head quickly and then immediately winced. It felt like his brain was jumping around his skull. “No, no I’m fine. Just— Wheeler where’s your sister?”
Mike stared at him funny. “Dude there is no way you’re thinking of my sister after climbing out of your deathbed.”
“What? Of fucking course I am! She was watching Louie and I never got chance to pick him up or ask her about him—“
“Whoah hey— who’s Louie?” Lucas spoke up.
“He’s—“
“Oh!” Dustin perked up. “Is he the baby my mom’s watching? Little chubby thing that looks like a cute little raisin? He’s got your hair, dude!”
Steve visibly relaxed back into his pillows. “Oh my God. Ok. Ok.” It was fine. Louie was fine. Everything was fine—
“Oh the kid Nancy’s been watching?” Mike perked up. “He’s real cute.”
“Is he your little brother?” Will asked.
Steve was steadying his breathing still, so he shook his head and smiled weakly. “No. No he’s, uh— my son.”
El tilted her head. “You are his Papa?”
Steve looked at her, really took her in; her curly hair, her worn and a little too big button up, her curious head tilt, her big eyes. He smiled at her. “Yeah, sure.”
She smiled back at him, small and shy.
“You have a kid?” Lucas asked.
“Aren’t you like— 15?” Dustin accused.
“He’s like 18.” Max corrected. “He and Billy are in the same grade.”
“17, actually.” Steve informed. “But I’ll be 18 in July.”
“Who’s the mom?” Mike asked.
“Nobody you need to know,” Steve shot back. Mike huffed.
“Why was he at Mike’s?” Will asked. The kid was quiet, much like his older brother. Baby Byers only spoke up after talking to Mike, as if needing reassurance. A massive pang of guilt ran though Steve, remembering all the shit he’d said to Jonathan last year.
Steve cleared his throat. “Nancy was watching him for me for a bit cause I had work.”
Dustin perked up, grinning mischievously. “Where do you work?”
“Yeah, no. You’re not coming by to harass me.”
“Booooo!” Max shouted.
“Party pooper!” Lucas joined, sticking his tongue out. El grinned and stuck her tongue out, too.
It was then that the nurse walked in with Hopper and Mrs. Byers.
Thank God. Because it was seriously starting to feel like an interrogation.
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Hopper stole his car.
He stole Steve’s car and refused to let him drive it.
Steve was discharged later the same day he woke up. They gave him some medicine, some papers, and sent him on his way.
But he couldn’t leave because Hopper stole his car.
And then forced Steve to sit in the passenger seat of his stolen car.
Steve had never sat in the passenger seat of his own car.
“Stop huffing and puffing.” Hopper grumbled.
“I’m not huffing and puffing.” Steve (didn’t) huffed.
“Then quit sulking.”
“It’s my own car,I’ll sulk if I want to.”
“You get beat half to death and suddenly gain an attitude.”
Steve smirked out the window. “You and I both know I’ve always had an attitude.”
Hopper made a gruff sound that could’ve been a laugh, probably thinking of every time he’d had to break up one of Steve’s parties or drive him home cause he’d been wandering around drunk off his ass.
Steve perked up when they skipped the turn to go the trailer park.
“Uh, Hop? Where we goin?”
“Relax, brat. Your kid’s still with the Hendersons.”
Oh yeah. Maybe he was more out of it then he thought. Steve relaxed back into the seat a bit more than before.
“Still don’t see why I couldn’t just drive myself,” he muttered, just to be a shit.
Hopper groaned.
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When Hop pulled into the Henderson’s driveway Steve wasted no time in getting out. Hopper yelled from somewhere behind him about waiting for the car to stop next time. Steve payed him no mind and ran up the porch stairs to hastily knock on the door.
Mrs. Henderson opened up soon enough, a smile on her face and a hand on her hip.
“Steve, dear, hi!”
Steve smiled shakily down at the short women, pleased to see her but desperate to see Louie.
“Hi, Mrs. H. Is Louie here?”
“Of course, sweetie! He’s with Dusty and his friends, come say hi!” She left back into the house without another word. Steve followed after with Hopper.
Just as Mrs. Henderson claimed, Little Louie was in the living room with The Party. There was a light yellow knitted blanket spread on the floor where they all sat together, except Max and Will, who sat on the couch.
Louie was sat in Mike’s lap, Lucas right in front of them letting Louie play with his fingers. Dustin sat right next to Mike, pressed into his side and cooing down at Louie with a wide grin.
The moment Louie caught sight of his dad he let go of Lucas’ fingers and reached for Steve, bringing the attention of the Brat Brigade onto him.
Steve bent to grab Louie from Mike, his focus solely on his son being back in his arms. Louie babbled happily, his chubby baby hands making grabs for Steve’s hair and tugging lightly. Steve ignored the ache in his head in favor of smiling wide at the babbling baby.
“Hi sweetie, how you doin’ baby?”
Louie’s response was a gummy smile and one of those weird baby gurgle-trills. Steve’s grin only widened.
“Yeah I bet you’re having fun with the brats, huh?”
“Hey!” Dustin scoffed on the floor, pulling Steve’s attention back to the room.
Mike and Lucas were silently pouting, seemingly at the loss of the baby. Dustin looked downright offended at being referred to as a brat. Will and Max were kind of staring at Steve, but he ignored them for the most part outside of shooting them a small smile.
“Oh I’m sorry, did I interrupt your time with Louie?” Steve teased, chuckling at Lucas’ bottom lip sticking out. Mike made more of an effort to hide his pout but wasn’t very effective.
“Yeah, jerk. We were having a conversation.” Mike snapped, though there was no real venom in his tone.
Steve snorted, letting Louie pat at his face and ignoring the sting of the bruises. “I sincerely apologize for taking back my son from you heathens.”
“We’re not heathens!” Dustin protested.
“Yeah right! You kids would be the worst bad influences on my baby boy!”
Louie added his two-cents in the response of a squeal and particularly hard hit to the face, unfortunately right on a still healing cut on Steve’s cheekbone. Steve hissed under his breath.
“Alright—“ Mike suddenly appeared in front of Steve and took Louie. “—he’s ours again.”
Steve chuckled. He melted a little inside seeing Mike hold Louie so tenderly. He was so gentle with the baby, such a stark contrast to his usually loud and brash demeanor.
Dustin and Lucas were both up immediately to get the baby’s attention. Steve smiled as much as he could with the now slightly reopened cut, finally relaxing with seeing Louie.
“So when we’re you going to tell us you were a dad?” Max spoke up from the couch.
Steve glanced at her and placed a hand on his hip. “Who’s ‘we’? I met you like two days ago.”
Max rolled her eyes and brought her feet up to sit crisscross on the couch. “Well Billy hasn’t said anything about Louie so I assume you’re on the down low about being a dad.”
Not really, Steve thought. He just hasn’t brought Louie to school with him since Hargrove started. Mason and Gran had no problems helping out so that he could continue senior year without interruption.
But Steve didn’t tell the kids that, simply nodding and smiling.
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Mrs. Henderson was reluctant to let Steve leave.
“I mean it, Steve. You have my number, you call me if you need anything at all.” She made him swear.
Dustin was even more reluctant, going as far as to cling to Steve’s sweater.
“You have to give us your address! Come on, man! We wanna see Little Louie!”
So Steve gave in and wrote down the address to the trailer, if only to get Dustin to stop whining. Mike grumbled about how they could’ve just asked Nancy.
Again, Hopper drove. Which absolutely irritated Steve but he wasn’t about to sit and argue with the Chief of police with his baby in the back seat.
But Hopper agreed that Steve could be back to driving himself in the next couple of days— which Steve immediately protested.
How was he meant to get to and from work if he couldn’t drive?
Apparently, Hopper took it upon himself to settle that.
“What do you mean I’m not going to work?”
Hopper grumbled and wiped a hand over his face. Steve might’ve thought he looked pissed, had he not known that’s just Hop’s face.
“I mean you’re mot going to work. I already called your boss, gave them a rundown— the government one with the wild dogs— and she said it’s fine.”
Steve threw his arms out. Was it dramatic? Yes. But Steve deserved to be dramatic after the time he’s had. “I need the money! I fucking live off of those tips, Hop!”
“I know that and I already talked about that, too. You’re still getting paid, don’t worry.” Steve tried to protest again but Hopper gave him this look that made his mouth snap shut. Steve shot his gaze to the floor and crossed his arms.
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It was a weird 3 days of no work. Steve spent it at home in the trailer with baby Louie and— occasionally— Gran and the twins.
Eventually, it was time for him to go back.
Steve knocked on the Wheeler’s front door bright and early on Saturday, surprised when Mike opened the door instead of Nancy.
“Hey, Wheeler. Where your sister?”
“In the kitchen. Is that Louie?” Mike grabbed the car seat from Steve without waiting for an answer. Steve shrugged mentally and followed Mike into the living room with the diaper bag.
Color him surprised when he sees the rest of the kids sans El crowded around Little Louie, cooing and grinning while the baby thrives in the attention.
Steve smiled.
Yeah, alright. It was admittedly a very sweet sight.
Maybe everyone knowing about Louie isn’t too bad.
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AGH I DID IT!! OMG ITS OUT
I’m so sorry this took so long LMAO
Fuck mental health, my PHYSICAL HEALTH has gone to absolute shit recently. And I’m also dividing my time between Stranger Things and ATLA atm and it’s taking 200% of my motivation lol
Next part should be longer in length and have more Steddie interactions. I’m finally making some progress 😭🙏
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thecryptidart1st · 9 months
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So here's my little au idea thing that could fit into your Alive au: We have Michael & Sammy as Gregory's dads', so what if Cassie & Gregory are cousins & Evan is Cassie's dad?
OKAY SO I LOVE THIS????
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NGL THE PLAN I HAD IN MIND WAS THAT CASSIE WOULD'VE BEEN STILL PART OF THE ALIVE AU'S EMILY-AFTON-FITZGERALD FAMILY.
BUT THIS????
IT FITS WAAAAAAAAY BETTER, ESPECIALLY BECAUSE I HAVE ELIZABETH BEING THE MOTHER OF VANESSA IN THE ALIVE AU
SO NOW ALL THE AFTON KIDS HAVE KIDS AND IT SHOWS HOW EACH OF THEM TREAT THEIR KIDS AFTER BEING RAISED BY WILLIAM
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nerdygingergremlin · 1 year
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I'm supposed to be doing a training thing via zoom call and my boss is late. So y'all are gonna get this thing that's been in my brain for a while.
Pirate!Eddie who needs a medic for his crew except the best medic that he can find is Steve who comes with four kids who he adopted after each one attempted something on his person. (Max tried to stab him and Dustin tried to pick pocket. Erica succeeded on the pickpocket and Lucas was just the distraction.) Plus his twin sister Robin (who his not his actual sister but anyone who says that will get a feral medic).
Medic!Steve is a package deal and Eddie eventually accepts his terms.
Except they get hunted down by Nancy Wheeler's crew where the 3 children there are upset because Steve didn't take them too while Nancy and Jonathan would have just appreciated a heads up so that their siblings don't wreak havoc in port again.
At some point, they come to some sort of alliance and a shovel talk gets squeezed in somewhere when one of them realizes he has less than platonic feelings for Steve. Barb, Robin, Steve, and Argyle meanwhile are chilling on the deck and being bitchy about the latest attempts from the Navy to find their crews.
Only for Steve to drop a figurative bomb a la "You'd think my father would have realized I do not want to come home when he hasn't been able to find me in the last 3 years."
And that's how Eddie and the Hellfire crew find out that their slightly bitchy medic is in fact the missing Prince.
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keennachotraveler · 4 months
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My AU era returns !! Michael dad :)
Meme of the last one is from a make it meme session with my girlfriend. That one will be under the cut :)
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mellomadness · 6 months
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So question has Michael taught Gregory any bad words in your au?
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he grew up on the streets, and it definitely shows
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somebluemelodies · 9 months
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i just watched the clip of q!Pac asking q!Mike if they can adopt Tallulah if q!Wilbur doesn’t come back and the more i think about it the more i honestly love the idea (even if it likely won’t happen) of her just being taken in by the Brazilians
q!Pac has already inadvertently referred to himself (and q!Mike) as her dad/s like twice, and also see above once more-
q!Forever has had major bonding moments with her on several occasions (and from what i’ve seen/heard, she’s probably the egg he cares about most after Richas)-
q!Cellbit is always giving her flowers like he does Pomme, and has said it would be a good idea to adopt her. also i’m pretty sure he’s called her Tallulinha-
need i say more?
Richas would probably hate it at first bc god forbid he share his dads, but i think there’s a good chance he’d warm up to it after some time bc he and Tallulah care for each other a lot
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maxphilippa · 6 months
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Im very Interested on that au that you created, the one where skull and computer are mic's dads, can you tell more abt it?
HELLO YEAH I'VE BEEN MEANING TO TALK ABOUT THIS AU. SO CURRENTLY IT HAS LIKE 4-5 VERSIONS/ALT TIMELINES? BUT I'LL TALK ABOUT THE MAIN ONE.
ALRIGHT. FIRST OF ALL HERE'S COMPUTER'S AND SKULL'S DESIGNS.
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Okay so. In the main AU, the ending does happen but it goes very differently. Computer DOES die, however, the other objects give him their powers in order to revive him alongside Bomb. This gave him not only enough emotional strenght, but also the necessary power to kill EC. So of course he's not dead and still has his body.
Computer still raises himself up to the sky to fix all the damage EC caused, and once the sky is blue, he passes out and falls, and Skull catches him.
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Luckily he's very much alive so Skull gets him back to their home and they very much play Fornite after having some dinner Skull prepared and start having a chill life. Everything else happens such as WaterBucket's wedding and the show being over, they're all just at peace and end up being pretty close to eachother. Yes, this includes Cobalt Blue and Cigar on the group despite their stuff.
Some time passes and Skull & Computer end up getting engaged, married and then... they decide that they want to be parents. And so their first kid was Mic, and everyone and themselves included made sure she felt comfortable and safe + that she was a happy kid.
Later on Micro (EEE) and Mike (WEB) join the family. Same thing happens with them. As of now, they're still a very big family, even if the three microphone siblings are very much doing their own thing. Computer and Skull are still very much in love and married and their world is at peace, and they very much remain in contact with their kiddos as well. The TDOS fam is big and messy but they all love eachother.
That's a small resume on it though!! If you wanna know more about it lemme know!!! The other timelines of this AU are very much sadder. 👍
also shotout to burgy and lilac for helping me on this au as well
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paper-lilypie · 1 year
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Can we have another DadMike doodle?
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whiteboard no-longer-dead-but-still-purple dad
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percyaugod · 4 months
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Gluncle Mike: Cassie's dad
So first I have no idea what to call him, suggestions are welcomed. Second, this will be playing heavily into Cassie's dad is the one wearing the Bonnie mask theory.
Cassie's dad and Michael used to be close, Michael jokingly saying at times he wished they were brothers instead of him and Evan. This made Cassie's dad feel so guilty when he distanced himself from Michael after rumors started spreading about William throwing him out after trying to kill his brother.
He felt awful abandoning his best friend but he just couldn't risk his parents finding out he was a part of it. He just had to wait until things calmed down and he could apologize. He knew Michael would forgive him.
Then the news spread of William being responsible for the death of the missing children. Some people believed Michael knew and was even in on it. Cassie's dad didn't want to believe it, but thinking back to what could have happened with Evan… Cassie's dad never talked to Michael again.
Years later Cassie's dad was picking up Cassie from first grade early. It would seem she had gotten into a fight with another child. Walking into the principal's office he was shocked to see a little boy that looked a lot like a young Evan. Even more surprised to see him and Cassie just getting along now. Instantly becoming friends after trying to knock the other's head off. Thinking back to how he and Michael met, Cassie's dad can't help but think history does repeat itself.
Ten minutes later the other parent comes on and that deer in the headlights expression upon seeing him is one Cassie's dad will never forget. Gregory is the spitting image of his dad. Looking at recent events it looks like he's spending way too much time with his uncle though, he's rubbing off on the kid. It's good to know they were able to mend their relationship, maybe there's still hope for him and Michael yet.
They all leave and Cassie's dad asks how Mike is once they reach the parking lot. Cassie's dad gives Evan a confused look when Gregory asks who Mike is. Evan gives the saddest look as he says Michael died a few years before Gregory was born. Cassie's dad feels a weight in his stomach and swallows past a lump as he says he is sorry for Evan'd loss.
Evan says it's fine. Michael was …sick, and in a lot of pain. He deserved to rest.
The two of them become friends by exposure from all the playdates Gregory and Cassie have. Telling stories of what happened over the years, and sharing stories of Michael. Evan eventually tells Cassie's dad what happened to Michael. He believed Evan, but the pictures just made it so much more real.
Cassie's dad finds another job and quits his job as a technician for Fazbear Entertainment. He just couldn't work there anymore knowing what they hid and how many people it hurt. He swore to himself he was never going to work on another animatronic ever again.
Evan calls him only a few months later about needing his help. Gregory had stolen an animatronic and the thing is kind of banged up. He didn't even mention it was a Freddy. Cassie's dad is starting to think Evan is a lot more like Michael than he thought.
Cassie's dad shooing away the others so he can at least work in peace. Except before he starts Freddy gives him a strange look and calls him Bonnie. Cassie's dad freezing because he hadn't worn that thing in decades, how would Freddy- Oh no.
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