#life is strange au

[froznwater]

Noah Caulfield >:)

he’s for sure abusing tf out of his rewind

Why do you think he always has the best comebacks?

[maxbutnotcaulfield]

Okay so like, months ago, @blusthings drew Chloe with crutches and I was like "omg omg I love it gotta do it too"... And then I did, and hated the results and never posted it, lol. And a few days ago I found the sketch again and went "let's actually finish this".

And in the end it doesn't look that bad! Anyway, here are my headcanons :

In this AU, Chloe definitely zooms as fast as she can as soon as the ground is flat enough (Max has to run after her and it Chloe thinks it's the funniest shit). She's into skateboard, and she sometimes skates using her crutches for support, but she's actually saving up to buy herself a sports wheelchair specifically to skate, and she's already learned some tricks. She's a badass, and quite similar to the Chloe we know and love <3

[butterfilledpockets]

beep beep mother fucker wake up and smell the AUs

(aka the Aus that have ben stuck in my mind for too long and now they are unleashed)

first up-

Turtles are Strange (Life is strange au)

I thought- hey, Mikey and Max both got time travel powers, what am I to do with this? And then I made this thing.

Little details about the designs:

Donnie has a tattoo of Leo's red crest marks on each of his forearms

Mikey is wearing one of Donnie's spare shirts in the art bellow

Donnie is wearing one of Leo's shirts under his jacket

Mikey's jacket is Max's OG jacket from the games

(WARNING THIS IS NOT A HAPPY ONE) If you know the game's plot YOU KNOW

(I have changed a lot from the OG game there is ZERO romance except for a brief appearance from Usagi and a small subplot) (and I've also removed some of the more triggering aspects due to personal reasons)

Long story short, Big Mama and Splinter split up, and she takes Donnie in the divorce. Afraid to loose anymore of his family, Splinter packs up and leaves Arcadia with Raph, Leo and Mikey, taking them far away to the city. This happening when they were 12-14

About two years down the line, Leo runs away to reunite with his twin in Arcadia Bay, which he does. Mikey and Raph stay behind in the city, Mikey to young to really understand what's going on, and Raph insistent on staying with pops.

Years later, Mikey decides he wants to go to Blackwell Academy in his old hometown, as he wants to see his family and study photography/painting. Mikey discovers he has time powers during a fight in the bathroom where he saves the life of one of the people.

This turns out to be Donnie, who has grown rougher and bitter, as he feels he was left behind by his family.

And now, Leo is missing.

(I have the ENTIRE plot of this AU written, and if you guys wanna hear more PLEASE SAY SO)

originally this was gonna be a full multi choice comic, but I couldn't settle on an art style I liked that was quick and easy to draw, and I am not paid enough/lh to draw a fully rendered comic like that.

here is the other AU

[propersip]

Happy V day y'all. This wasn't supposed to be a V day occasion, this is actually a fun little AU we came up with where Chloe and Rachel are Knights in yet another Blackwell play. Which design do you like better? Leave a comment below! I'll draw more of it in the future.

Proper V day post incoming soon ❤️

[lee-ee-ee]

she really is the amazing spider max

[hellcheercaine]

Harringrove x Life is Strange AU with Steve having time traveling abilities—he travels back to alternative realities upon devolving into a dreamscape nightmare.

He reunites with Billy at his trailer home, where they confront the possibility that he brought the storm into existence due to his powers by saving Billy from being shot by his father earlier a week ago.

Steve has to make a choice: rewind time and sacrifice Billy’s life to save Hawkins, or stay in the timeline and spare Billy but sacrifices the city.

[rach-amber]

Some AmberPrice & BTS details in Life is Strange: Forget Me Not comics

So in this universe Rachel knew Kate but I assume they left before Kate jumped?

So it was Steph who's feeling all those blue words there.

Glad to see AmberPrice here. It's interesting. Rachel "read the room" and sensed the tension from Alex, and went along with it by saying that she has a shoot tomorrow to prevent any conflict from happening. Chloe the blurer one went like "you do? XD I imagine Rachel explaining to Chloe that something was up that's why she said what she said & Chloe being like "oh..."

The photoshoot was more of an excuse than a real reason; Rachel utilized her people skills once again to go with the flow/give others what they want. (Girl will always be a social genius in whichever reality haha)

Rachel and Alex could've had some great interactions. The former tends to wear masks and blend in and Alex can literally read what Rachel was really feeling & thinking when others could not. Imagine the shockness Rachel would feel & Alex reads her surprised thoughts too

(Rachel, internally: who's this chick? No one could read me like this before, does she have some mind reading powers? Alex, internally: bet.)

Also we could see Chloe in this reality was someone who completely disengaged with her Blackwell past, and changed to someone different from the Green hair Chloe who kinda embraced her past having Max back. I feel like there's some potential here that could be explored-- how she & Rachel continue to deal with her pasts & face their future in their new lives. Are they gonna move on & put it behind them forever? What about Rachel's Long Beach childhood? This Chloe "domestication" and Rachel's acting career kicking off could also bring turbulence to their relationship.

I was also wondering how it would go if this Rachel actually met the Green hair Chloe who lost her Rachel. Give her a hug, at least.

My other reblog & thoughts

Full issue 1 yt video here (there's also one without commentary)

Issue 2 bts parts here.

Ps: was on Reddit for the lis comics, just hope that people would stop the amberprice pricefield war; also some pricefielders really have Rachel misunderstood it's sad

[kyot092]

Haven’t touched MediBang for a while, but back to this siilly AU with Freddy as Max.

[urfavbooblover]

I feel like max from life is strange was completely underrated IN HER OWN GAME. ((Chloe is amazing tho)) I tried to look for an x fem reader and literally anything barely came up. Can I get an Max caulfield x reader where it’s so obvious that they like each other. So obvious that everyone knows but they refuse to tell each other for some reason. One day,reader just wouldn’t shut up about Kate and how pretty she is and how smart she is and Max gets jealous and just kisses reader mid sentence <3

Hey! I definitely agree, Max is super underrated and deserves so much more recognition!! Your request idea is very cute and I really like it, so I hope you enjoy reading <3 :)

Obvious || Max Caulfield x female/non-male reader

Warnings: just fluff

(remind me if I missed any)

- Life is strange: masterlist link -

Y/N’s pov:

I have liked Max since a very long time now. When we first met, I already felt strange somehow. I immediately knew a few days after, that I started to grow a crush on her.

But I’ve never told her about my feelings, I’m too much of a coward to be honest. I’m scared she won’t feel the same and I’ll make a fool out of myself, even though she has been acting suspicious sometimes, but maybe I’m just thinking crazy.

I think I also made myself too obvious about my love for Max. Everyone basically teases me every time we have a little interaction, telling me I should confess already.

And here we are. We both decided we should hang out together, so we’re currently going for a walk to the park. Just talking about random things coming to mind, searching for somewhere to sit. And that’s when we found the perfect spot.

“Oh man, did you ever realized how stunning Kate is?”, I said, making Max turn her head to me. “Uhm, yeah… she’s really pretty.”, she answered, in a rather nervous tone.

“Yeah and I mean she so smart too, like that’s such a great combo, that not everyone has.”, I continued on rambling about her, not shutting up.

This was all a small test. I wanted to see Max’s reaction to it, to find out if she gets jealous or something and now look at her, it’s too damn cute.

Even though I didn’t tell lies about Kate, I would never talk about another person like that in front of my crush.

And believe me when I say, that I felt so bad. It’s kinda ridiculous that I can’t bring my ass do tell her about my feelings, and do this instead.

“I’m not even joking like, holy shit. I could stare at her forever and just admire her beautiful featu-“, I couldn’t even finish my sentence when a pair of lips smashed against mine.

My eyes widened for a few seconds, before I eventually melted into the kiss. She threw her arms around my neck, while I cupped her face with my hands.

Her lips are really soft and moved perfectly together with mine. It’s like they’re meant for each other. Just like how Max is meant to be with me…

“I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have kissed you like this!”, she suddenly pulled away, worrying way to much about it.

“Hey, hey, hey. It’s okay.”, I calmly said, taking her hands in mine. “I should be the one to say this…”, I trailed off, making a confused expression spread over Max’s face.

“I kind of tested you… by basically swooning about another girl. I wanted to see if you would show any signs of jealousy or something, in a chance of getting you to tell me you like me.”

Her eyes stared at me for a while, afterwards letting out a cute laugh.

“What’s so funny?”, I asked perplexed, a huge smile starting to form. “You, Y/N.”, “I don’t get it! Wasn’t I obvious enough, I like you a lot!”

“Not obvious enough for me!”, I answered, pushing her back playfully, by her shoulder. “Oh man, Y/N. We could’ve have been together for a while now, if we would’ve confessed already!”

I nodded my head, the smile still not disappearing. “Let’s just tell everybody about it. They’ll be so happy when they hear about the news, they always knew we liked each other!”

“Yes! They would always make stupid comments about us whenever we were together, but I never told them that I liked you, cause I was scared they would tell you before me!”, she chuckled, as my eyes didn’t look away from her once.

Her smile is seriously one of the best things about her. I love seeing her happy and I hope that I will be the one to keep her like this.

“What’s wrong? Do I have something on my face?”

“W-what? No! It’s just… I like your smile.”, I said, feeling my cheeks heating up. That’s the first time she caught me staring at her.

“Thank you, Y/N. I like yours too.”, she mumbled shyly, her eyes looking straight into mine. I didn’t think too much about it, I just leaned closer to her, going in for another kiss.

[steddie-as-they-come]

i’d put this on my “shitty ideas” post but it’s NOT shitty so i’m making a separate post for it. absolutely so fucking desperate to write a life is strange au for steddie. steve is max, eddie is chloe, chrissy is rachel, etc, i just fucking love lis sm

edit: follow @steddilystranger for this au!!

[hastylion]

“I'm kinda over humanity today. Sorry to be a drama queen. “

[steddilystranger]

blue butterfly (a life is strange au)

blue butterfly is a story-based fic that features reader choice. the consequences of your collective choices will affect the past, present, and future. the poll, with a duration of one week, is below the cut. choose wisely...

masterlist || part one (you are here) || cw: homophobic language, character death

Wind whips against Steve’s face. He struggles through the storm.

Where am I? he thinks to himself. What’s happening?

A light cuts through his rain-soaked world, and Steve wheels on his heel. “The lighthouse!” he says aloud, droplets of rain seeping through his hair and clothes. “I just have to make it there!” 

He ignores the feeling in his gut that is pulling him back to the town and stumbles forward, wiping the rain from his eyes periodically. He gets close to the base of the lighthouse, breaking out of all the trees, and finally sees the storm for the first time. 

Holy fucking shit. 

It can only be described as a cross between a hurricane and a tornado. It must be miles high, sweeping towards the small town of Hawkins below. 

As Steve watches, the strong winds whisk a boat from the bay below and slam it into the top of the lighthouse. Debris crumbles down, heading straight for Steve’s head.

Steve sits forward, gasping for breath quietly. 

A dream. 

That’s all it was. 

Realistic dream, horrifyingly so, but a dream nonetheless.

His professor, Dr. Brenner, is pacing around the classroom, talking animatedly with his hands. “Photography is subjective. I could frame any one of you in a dark room, watching you turn from the light to the dark.”

Vickie’s phone buzzes. Someone throws a ball of paper at that Byers kid, Jonathan.

Steve glances up at the clock, noticing it’s getting close to the end of class. He starts to subtly slip his Polaroid camera into the case, but accidentally hits the button, causing the flash to go off in his face. All eyes are drawn to him. 

“I believe Steve has taken what you young people call a ‘selfie’”. Brenner says. “I hate that word. Sounds so unrefined for what is a classical photography technique. Mr. Harrington, can you tell me the process that gave birth to the first self-portraits?” 

Steve doesn’t want to talk out of his ass, especially not in front of this room of pretentious art nerds. He’s only taking this class because Robin thought it’d be good for him, especially after he got kicked off the basketball team. One too many concussions is apparently where the coach drew the line. 

He shakes his head, and Brenner tuts disappointedly. “If you had done the assigned reading last night, you’d know.”  Vickie raises her hand. ”Vickie?”

 She answers it perfectly. “A French painter called Louis Daguerre created the process called the Daguerreotype that gave portraits a sharp reflective style, like a mirror.” 

“Very good!” Dr. Brenner congratulates her. “Yes, precisely.” 

The bell rings and everyone stands up to leave, Dr. Brenner’s voice rising above the clamor. “I’m expecting your photographs for the Everyday Hero contest by this Friday! Jeff, that means you. Jonathan, thanks for your submission. And yes, Steve, I see you pretending not to see me.” 

Steve steps out into the hallway, sidling around groups of people. He passes by the notice board and takes a cursory glance at it, noting the new poster pinned up. There’s been a poster up for the missing Byers twins, William and Eleanor, for a couple months now, but now a new missing poster. Chrissy Cunningham. 

He knows Chrissy. 

Not well, of course, but she had gone to school around here back when Steve’s family lived here, before he’d moved away to Seattle. He hadn’t seen her since he transferred back to come to Blackwell, but he didn’t know she was missing. 

Someone bumps into his shoulder roughly, and Steve disappears into the blissfully empty bathroom and takes a breath. 

A movement catches his eye. A blue butterfly flutters in through the open window. 

Robin’s always saying I should “capture the moment”, Steve thinks to himself, drawing his camera out of his bag. Fine. Captured.

He snaps a picture of the blue butterfly as it lands on the small lock of the shitty stall doors, opening and closing its wings lazily, as if putting on a show just for him. 

The door slams open behind him and Steve reflexively dodges into the stall, muffling his breath with his hand. He peers through the crack in between the stall and the door. The butterfly flutters out the top of the stall and away. 

The back of someone dressed in leather and chains, with long, curly hair, is to him. They’re facing someone who Steve unfortunately recognizes. 

Billy Hargrove. 

“You bitch!” he spits. “I can’t fuckin’ believe you!” 

“What?” the mysterious boy taunts, gravelly and low, and Steve thinks he sounds familiar, even though he can’t put his finger on why. “Mad that I cut you off, Hargrove?”

Billy shoves the boy. “I’m paying you money, fag, why do you give a damn how I use the shit I bought?”

“Because I saw you giving it to kids, asshole!” he retorts right back. “And I got it on tape. So you can either fork over some cash and the remainder of the shit I sold you, or I take this to the cops.” 

There’s a sharp breath, and the glint of something metal suddenly hits Steve’s eye. 

Billy’s aiming a handgun at the boy. 

“You are pissing me off.” he grunts, and Steve knows enough about guns to see that the safety’s off. “I bet no one would even miss you, queer!” 

The boy backpedals, letting Billy eclipse Steve’s sliver of view. He’s clutching his hand to his mouth, feeling his nails dig sharp crescent moons into his cheek. 

He can’t just sit here. 

Steve slams the door open, hand outstretched, prepared to snarl at Billy to get the fuck away from him, but the sound startles him, and the gun goes off. 

Right into the boy’s stomach.

The world turns black and white, silent save for a ringing in his ears. 

Someone died. 

Someone died and Steve was too cowardly to stop it.

And then he’s back in class.

Brenner’s talking. “Photography is subjective. I could frame any one of you in a dark room, watching you turn from the light to the dark.” he says. 

I heard this lecture already. Steve thinks. Wait, no. Calm down, Harrington. This is just…serious deja vu. 

Vickie’s phone buzzes, and Steve watches someone throw a paper ball at Jonathan. His hand slips and knocks his camera off his desk. It shatters, pieces scattering all over the ground. 

Fuck. Robin bought him that. 

Hesitantly, Steve reaches out his hand, and it’s like the world moves in reverse around him. His camera pieces levitate off the ground, fitting themselves back together, and the whole camera, now intact, settles itself back on his desk.

Holy shit. 

Steve cannot process this. He watches the same things happen, Vickie’s phone and the paper ball, and stares at his hands. 

Purposefully this time, he picks up his camera and snaps a picture of himself. 

Brenner wheels on him. “I believe Steve has taken what you young people call a ‘selfie’. I hate that word. Sounds so unrefined for what is a classical photography technique. Mr. Harrington, can you tell me the process that gave birth to the first self-portraits?” 

Steve sits up straighter, trying to remember what Vickie said last time. “Uh, the… Daguerre process?” 

Brenner laughs. “Close! Vickie, would you like to help him out?” 

“A French painter called Louis Daguerre created the process called the Daguerreotype that gave portraits a sharp reflective style, like a mirror.” she says. 

Steve reaches out his hand again. The world warps and inverts. “Mr. Harrington,” Brenner says again, “can you tell me the process that gave birth to the first self-portraits?” 

“A French painter called Louis Daguerre created the process called the Daguerreotype that gave portraits a sharp reflective style, like a mirror.” Steve parrots Vickie, and feels a swell of victory in his chest when Brenner beams. 

He also feels a swell of nausea. He’s gone back in time, what, three times now? What’s happening?

The bell rings and Steve sweeps his stuff into his bag. He begins mouthing along to Brenner’s speech. “I’m expecting your photographs for the Everyday Hero contest by this Friday! Jeff, that means you. Jonathan, thanks for your submission.” 

Steve dodges into the hallway. “And yes, Steve, I see you pretending not to see me.” he mutters as Brenner finishes his spiel. 

Everything’s the same as Steve slips through the crowd. The missing posters, the conversation snippets, the bathroom being empty. 

The butterfly’s gone, though. Steve doesn’t know what to make of that. 

He folds himself into his hiding spot early, waiting. 

Right on cue, the door slams open and Billy comes in with that mysterious boy. 

They begin to argue again, and Steve leans forward. If this really isn’t a dream, and if Steve waits too long again, the boy will die. Again. 

Steve can’t let that happen.

[cassiopia-myopia]

Who here is willing to volunteer themselves to write Max Caulfield, Private Investigator?

Mystery/Thriller series, time travel, mystery solving, and photography, not to mention her chauffeur, bodyguard, and general partner in both crime and time Chloe Price. She’d take jobs like Sherlock Holmes, people would write to her or message her and she’d take the interesting ones, the ones no one else takes a chance on. Her evidence is always accompanied by Polaroid photos that no one knows how she gets, and she always gets it without leaving a trace. No one knows how she does it, they just know that she’s the best. It would be epic. It would be iconic. I can’t do it. Someone has to.

Like she could get cases from all our favourite characters, from Kate to Victoria, maybe even Steph in Haven Springs, even go down to David in Away. Could be post-canon or full AU. Some gimmicky noir stuff, some serious intrigue, it would be cool as shit.

Just imagine it;

“It was a cold, rainy night, as it often was this time of year in Seattle. Max Caulfield shuffled through her letters with a mild passivity, the kind of apathy that comes from the doing of a thing you’ve done a million times. The sound of the rains pelting down on the roof of the motel blended with the rush of the shower deeper into the room. She sat by the light of a lamp in the corner of the room, waiting for her love to join her to settle down for the night. There was nothing pressing amongst the letters; they could wait until tomorrow.

At least, that’s what the investigator thought, until she stumbled upon something truly remarkable; a letter from none other than Victoria Chase herself, heiress of the Chase Space, and Max’s own high school bully.”

I’m begging.

[timaeusterrored]

My brain is trying to plan more AUs so im putting them here

College au

Vampire au

Life is strange au

Marauders au (bc my brain cant let them go and they are my comfort)

1920s noire au with Vax and River (dudes… just imagine River as a detective, and the jazz clubs and smoking and UGH)

[butterfilledpockets]

My mind has gotten jumbled with thoughts of that Life Is Strange au, so imma spit out the questions/thoughts I have here-

Admittedly, most of what I remember about life is Strange is Chloe's (AKA Donnie here) side of things, and it got me thinking

Chloe's got a step dad, and I had to wonder if Donnie has one too. And my mind went immediately to Draxum, and that's just... something to think about, I guess, but I can see it and it's kinda funny

One of the things I do remember but had jumbled in my head as to how things went down was that, in a separate timeline in the game because time shenanigans, Chloe had gotten severely injured and was bedridden for the rest of her life. But the incident that caused this wouldn't really happen the same way in this au, if at all.

Then, after making comments and mentioning Raph's spared only to get the response that he wasn't really spared, I had to wonder if maybe this incident did happen, but in the same timeline and away from Donnie, maybe. Or, maybe even the incident is the reason for the divorce in the first place?

I dunno, my brain is thinking things but it's hard to put them down in a cohesive way sometimes and it doesn't help that I'm trying to limit spoilers just in case

kjebgkjsbgr this ones a doosie/pos

so first off, you are correct! Draxum is Donnie's stepfather/actual father (mutation is canon in this AU)

how the alt timeline (where Chloe gets paralyzed) happens here is VERY different, because I did not really like it.

Chloe's dad dying in the car accident = the day Splinter left Donnie with Big mama

In this AU the bad timeline is when Mikey tries to alter the past to get all of them to leave with Splinter, but instead he mucks up and HE is the one left behind.

[lee-ee-ee]

"it feels like we've lived a thousand lives this week"