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Mike's blog has been remade and he was moved to a new blog of the same name @smalltownbcy. I'll be working on moving over head canons and stuff, so feel free to give Mike a Follow!

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So, it's been a while since I've been on the blog. I really miss Mike, but I don't think my soft reset really helped (plus I got sucked back into the hoyo fandom) So, I'm going to archive this blog and remake a new blog with the same url. I'll let you guys know when the new one is up, hopefully in a little while.

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Panic Attack/ Comfort Starters

Panic attack

The sender is having a panic attack

"I-I can't... I can't control it."

"I-I can't breathe... everything's spinning..."

"I-I need to get out of here... please, I can't stay... it's too much..."

"N-noise... too much noise... I can't think... I need to..."

"I feel like I'm going to die..."

"I-I can't stop crying..."

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry for falling apart like this..."

"I'm scared... I don't know what's happening..."

"I feel like I'm going to pass out..."

"I need to get out of here... I can't handle this..."

"I-I'm fine, just give me a moment. It's nothing..."

: "I'm okay, really... Just need a moment to... to collect myself..."

Comfort

The sender is comforting receiver having a panic attack

"Hey, hey, it's okay. Just breathe with me, alright? Nice and slow. You're safe here, I've got you."

"Tell me five things you can see, four things you can touch, three things you can hear, two things you can smell, and one thing you can taste."

"'You're not alone in this. Take your time; I'll wait."

"Let's count backwards from 100. One number at a time. You've got this."

"Shh, I know it feels overwhelming right now, but you're not alone. I'm right here beside you, and I'm not going anywhere."

"Focus on my voice, okay?"

"I'm right here beside you, holding your hand."

"Let's step outside for a moment. Take my hand, we'll get through this together."

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Guess who got a new tattoo today!

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“trauma made me funny” “trauma made me kind” trauma made me want to kill everyone

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BEST OF DYLAN HOLLIS. (courtesy of @pulchramusae)

do i call the police, or a priest? (oven beeps) … a priest.

“add one egg of lard”. what are you feeding your chickens!?

add three gils of water. was this written for a fish?

(clunking from the other side of the room) … i think i’ve summoned something.

“bake to your liking!” sweetie, none of this is my liking.

it doesn’t need salt, it needs help!

well, at least nothing hatched…

IT’S A CAT FOOD RECIPE! C H O K E!!!

it’s uncomfy and it’s bad.

the seventies! sponsored by the color beige.

can a cake be tried for treason?

either the chocolate fixes everything or this is alchemy.

you can use a hand-mixer, i’m just easily frightened by machinery.

i don’t like zucchini. it doesn’t taste bad, it just makes me feel insufficient.

you’re diluting peanut butter. to the gulag.

it’s like reading directions to purgatory.

AAAH!! BEAN REBELLION!

this ain’t food, honey. this is a bioweapon.

roughage is what dead people call fiber. and this is enough to incapacitate one medium child.

it’s incredible, and i’m mad about it.

look who’s fallen from grace… shame.

and so begins the graham cracker crust - uniformity is of utmost importance.*

YOU’RE OUT OF POCKET.

that’s the power of pine sol, baby!

it’s a breast implant!

french revolution your pineapple.

it tastes like a boot. a size 10 boot.

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A quick and easy plotting guide

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s):

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

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send me "round and round she goes..." for a starter using the sickfic wheel! (X)

(credit)

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Send me “Where she stops...” for a starter using the whump wheel 

(credit X)

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send ‘i licked you so you’re mine now’ for my muse’s reaction.

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“wtf is wrong with you”

you mean like today or like in general?

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@storiesofthenight asked: "I would never ask you to change. If I don't fit in your life..." [from Will ]

can't find || no longer accepting

"What? Will, what are you talking about?" Mike questioned, his brows furrowed in confusion. How could he ever suggest not fitting into Mike's life? Will always had a place in it. Even when he left for California there was a giant Will-shaped hole left behind in his life, the void only filling temporarily when they got to talk over the phone. It never lasted long, but no one else would be able to fill it but Will.

"You'll always have a place in my life, Will. What brought this on all of a sudden?"

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@ebbiemunson asked: “I need to be able to trust you to tell me when you’re hurt.”

can't find || no longer accpeting

Mike felt like a scolded child. Technically he was still a child compared to Eddie and their several year age gap, but this was different from getting scolded by his parents. He looked up to Eddie as a role model far more than he did any other adult in his life, even going as far as copying the older male in several ways. Hearing the other's concern over him made his chest tighten.

"Eddie, really I'm fine..."

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@imtheircleric asked: "I lied to you. Aren't you angry?"

can't find || no longer accepting

Mike didn't answer at first, his lips pursed in a tight line. He certainly wasn't angry at Will. In truth he could never be angry at him. Maybe upset, but never angry, even if he should have been. Yes, Will lied, but there had to be a reason for it, right?

"I... I don't know. I guess I'm more hurt than anything. Why didn't you just tell me the truth about the painting in the first place?" He paused, his brow knitting doubtfully. He could feel his insecurity creeping the the surface. "Was all that stuff you said about me also a lie?"

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@willbyerstm asked: ❝How much have you had to drink?❞

alcohol meme || no longer accepting

Oh boy. Mike opened his mouth to answer but then quickly closed it again, trying to think if he should tell the truth or not. It was hard to lie to Will. In fact, in all the time he knew the other boy, he could not think of a time he ever lied to him. Although at the moment he wasn't sure if that was because he never in fact lied to Will or his alcohol inebriated wouldn't allow him to remember such a time.

"Uh, just a few. I didn't really keep track..." he confessed, his words slurring a little more than he though they would.

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@entitytcken asked: ❝  your scars are nothing to be ashamed of.  ❞ (this coming from Max who is currently blind and struggling with mobility due to her injuries? yes)

scar meme || no longer accepting

Mike watched as her fingers traced over the raised scars on his arm, some self inflicted, some not. It was ironic hearing Max say those words. The girl who had suffered more injury than any of them. The girl who suffered from her own struggles and internal scars even before Vecna ever got ahold of her.

"I know I shouldn't be... but it's hard sometimes, feeling vulnerable like that and feeling like I can't talk to anyone." There's a small pause before he huffs a quiet laugh. "I didn't expect you of all people to find them first either."

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@imprettybitchin asked: [sit] – El comes and sits next to a bruised Mike. no words, just warmth.

bruise meme || no longer accepting

Mike appreciated the comfort. El didn't need to say anything to know she was there for him. She had been since they met, even through the rough patches. The boy leaned against her with his head on her shoulder, muttering a small thank you though he wasn't quite sure why. Perhaps it was because she didn't pry. Or maybe because he just needed someone there next to him. Either way, he simply sat there with her for a long time, letting her presence wash over him.