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Mike Schmidt the sleepest guy in FNAF
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ezrazzle · 20 days
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After slowly chipping away at this for a while, I'm finally done drawing the cast of The Magnus Archives!
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pointyshorts · 6 months
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fnaf movie! one week away!!
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flung-out-of-asgard · 7 months
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Motivational Mike Monday
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ikarakie · 1 year
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mike has a panic attack.
it's sudden and it's terrifying and eddie has no idea what to do. one minute they're all yelling and laughing and just playing d&d, and the next, mike is collapsing to the floor struggling to breathe. gasping out the same two names over and over again. the panic attacks eddie's had before were never, never this bad. for a fucking awful moment he thinks he's about to watch wheeler die.
lucas stays with him, crouched by his side and talking in gentle tones. murmuring words of assurance that, while good, don't seem to reach his friend. dustin had sprinted out of the room yelling into a walkie talkie as soon as mike went down, so eddie has no fucking idea what he's up to. not that he's able to focus on much other than the kid (because, god, he's so young, what the hell has happened to him?) trying and failing to just breathe.
he tries the shit that worked for him, trying to get him to breathe in time with his counts, but it's like mike's ears are full of cotton. there's not even a hint of recognition in his eyes as either him or lucas speak.
dustin returns exactly three minutes later, trailed by the last guy eddie would've ever expected to walk through the doors of hellfire club. steve harrington zeroes in on mike like a hawk, crosses the room quickly and crouches in front of him. lucas scoots away, visibly relieved to see steve, so eddie reluctantly does the same. mike's knees are to his chest and he's heaving sobs so powerful they wrack his entire body. for about thirty infuriating seconds, steve just watches.
"oh god- oh fuck- fuck- will, will-" mike is saying, through stilted breaths. "will, el- el- i can't- they're-"
"mike." steve's voice is like honey, low and soothing in a way lucas' can't be yet. mike snaps his gaze up, finally proving his ears work. "where are you right now?"
"hawkins lab-" mike chokes, and eddie just listens, dumbfounded. "hawkins- starcourt- fuck-"
"no," steve says gently. mike stares at him, slightly less glazed. "where are you?" he asks again, a little more pointed. a few seconds pass. mike's eyes dart around the room.
"hellfire." he whispers, barely audible. steve nods, asks if he can come closer, if he can touch mike. the kid nods frantically, and then his hands are being peeled from where they were curled protectively against his chest. they're placed against steve's instead, and they spend the next few minutes breathing in tandem. harrington demonstrating and mike doing his best to follow.
his breathing eventually evens out, thank god, and the heart-wrenching sobs simmer down into quiet tears. mike all but throws himself into the embrace steve offers, tucking his head under the guy's chin and seemingly making himself as small as possible.
"it's okay, you're okay." steve promises, speaking into mike's hair as he gently rocks them back and forth. "they're okay. they're just fine, both of them. you looked after them so well, bud." he keeps whispering reassurances and sweet, kind words into the little cocoon he's crafted. mike stays curled up there for a while, making a wet patch on steve's shoulder.
then finally sounding more like himself, grumbles, "just 'cos we're hugging doesn't mean i like you." after maybe four or five minutes have passed. steve just huffs a laugh, because despite his words, mike is still clutching steve's arms as he pulls back.
"of course not." steve agrees. mike smiles as his hair is carefully ruffled. turns and reaches for dustin and lucas, who waste no time in piling themselves onto their friend. steve doesn't go far though, keeping a hand in the hair at the nape of mike's neck.
it's only then that he finally makes eye contact with eddie, who's watched the whole thing go down with a sick curiosity. because... who was this guy? this was not king steve, or the asshole, cookie-cutter jock steve harrington that eddie knew of. eddie had thought dustin's nickname for him of 'number one babysitter' had been an exaggeration; that maybe he'd watched them a grand total of three times back when he and nancy wheeler dated, and dustin had developed some fixation on him.
but... no, here he was. having brought hard ass michael wheeler down from easily the worst panic attack eddie had ever seen with the ease of someone who's done it a million times. (and wasn't that a harrowing thought?)
"you mind cutting it a bit early tonight, man?" he asks, softly, and it takes eddie a second to register that he's speaking to him. "i know you've still got, like, 20 minutes, but-"
"no, no," eddie cuts him off, kind of desperate for wheeler to get home and rest. "shit, man. that was... yeah, of course, take him." steve smiles appreciatively (an annoyingly pretty expression eddie never imagined him capable of, let alone directing at him), and turns back to the kiddie hug pile.
"hey, boys? mike?" he calls, all gentle and warm. it makes eddie's heart ache; even more so when all three turn to steve with big, shiny eyes. mike's peek out from dustin's arms. "how about we head off now, and stop at that payphone on the corner of glenview on the way home? give the byers a call in california?"
mike nods, hinging on desperate. dustin and lucas give him one more good squeeze before agreeeing themselves. steve corrals them all up, bids a fucking goodnight to the present company, (plus an extra one for eddie specfically), and shuffles them out of the room. eddie, and the rest of hellfire, are left stunned in the wake of babysitter harrington.
(when mike tries to apologise the next day, eddie absolutely refuses to accept it- and, at lucas' timid request, writes the mind flayer he'd introduced out of the campaign entirely. the next session, it's like the thing never existed.)
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ectonurites · 1 year
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happy birthday Mike!!!!!!
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strawberrybyers · 13 days
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will suggesting el should rob a casino so him and mike could play video games for the rest of their lives is peak chaos. he’s so funny. his sister is missing and he’s like “when we find her we should have her commit CRIMES”. that’s hysterical. he’s just a little gay guy with hopes and dreams of spending his life with mike, another little gay dude. i’ll always love you will byers aka the president of “be gay, do crime” <3
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pawzofchaos · 26 days
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what if Father Gregor was projecting his own insecurities and guilt about parental negligence onto Lila here when he was scolding her.
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Look at how absolutely broken and afraid he looks here with Dexter
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royalarchivist · 1 month
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Billzo: Can you look dead down the camera for us, Pac?
Pac: [Looks down at the floor] Like this?
Billzo: Um. No, at the camera, sorry.
Pac: Ah sorry, at the camera- you said look to the camera, I look to the floor. [Looks directly at the camera]
Tubbo: He looks so... so pure! Look at him!
Aimsey: Little baby!
Quackity: He's so attractive.
Pac: [Embarrassed laugh]
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FNAF movie “Mike” and Vanny talk about the Mimic..
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buki-1 · 6 months
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I DID SOMETHING AND IM SUPER PROUD OF IT, I had this idea for months but didn’t feel capable of pulling it off so it was waiting all this time to jump out of my brain
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thisisnotkitty · 6 months
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securitywaiter headcanons bc i found out about this ship an hour ago and i'm already too deep into it
-generally agreed upon but ness is DEFINITELY a conspiracy theorist. i think he was into conspiracys since he was younger, starting off with more silly ones like birds aren't real and the moon landing is fake and then getting into deeper ones with maybe a bit of a lean towards true crime. then when the local pizzeria had missing children well...
-mike takes abby to the diner for her birthday bc what can u do in a small town! they give a free slice of cake for birthdays and have the workers come around your table to sing except ness is the only one to genuinely enjoy singing it and he's also arguably got the best voice out of all the workers (or at least he does in mike's opinion)
-abby ships it. yknow how little kids are almost too observant and then proceed to say the most cryptid things?? yeah, she notices mike smiling and making more small talk with ness than with any other waiter they get and suddenly shes playing matchmaker
i'll probably have more once i let them microwave in my head a bit
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flojouno · 2 years
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GAY PEOPLE ARE REAL AND THEY LIVE IN HAWKINS
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mikesbasementbeets · 1 year
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something about will downplaying the painting after mike's weird anti-hug behavior, when he had obviously brought it to the airport to give to mike
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and then he hears the way mike calls something as innocuous as breakfast burritos "weird" and immediately looks down at the painting
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and when el says she wants the day to be all about the two of them, and mike agrees
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he crushes it
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annoyingexboyfriend · 10 months
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california dreamin’ :(
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one year of will’s diary so i now present 9 pages of his life
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