i want a scene in s5 that goes something along the lines of:
mike is rambling. this is after they’ve confessed, and mike is worried about will separating from him to go fight the upside down. mike wants to stay with him, but he’s needed for another mission. will pulls him aside and grabs him by the shoulders.
“i have to tell you something important,” he says, to mikes confusion considering they already decided to talk about their relationship after they stopped the end of the world. “i don’t need you.”
mike blinks, jerking back like he’s been shocked. it feels like a break up, even though they aren’t technically dating, but he knows will doesnt mean it like that, and waits for him to continue.
“you mentioned… in the van… that you were afraid when you were dating el because you thought she didn’t need you anymore, and that’s the thing, mike. i don’t need you either.”
mike’s face falls, wondering what his purpose could possibly be if he isn’t needed by the most important people in his life.
will squeezes his shoulders gently. “i just want you.”
hope spreads across mikes face, though he doesn’t look to believe what will is saying. “what?”
“i don’t need you, mike. when i was in lenora, it… i mean, it sucked, and i missed you and the rest of the party so much, but i was okay. i didn’t break. and… and i still don’t need you. i just want you mike. its not that i cannot survive without you, it’s just that i don’t want to. because my life isn’t right unless you’re there. so trust me when i say i can handle this, mike. and we’ll talk when it’s over.”
mike pulls him closer and presses a thumb against his lips, a silent question that will answers without hesitation.
the kiss is barely a peck, but it’s a promise. mike interlocks their fingers and pulls their hands up to his face, kissing will’s fingers firmly before letting go.
“i’ll see you soon, will. be careful.”
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“hit me with the grim discovery, i want to suffer” okay asia, if you insist.
major tw for discussing death //
something else in that AXS interview that got brought up is Micky's health, which is another thing that's flown over my head as he's certainly been talking about it within recent years. and hey, watching your health not a bad thing at all, especially for that age! but the way he talks about it, at least to me, comes off almost a bit obsessive. that’s typical Pluto 6H behavior, a planet dealing with obsessiveness and control. it’s in opposite to our current Pluto Aquarius, which is currently transiting his 12H. nothing to sweat over, right?
except that people don’t usually live long enough to experience that kind of transit. that’s a big fucking deal and i cannot even begin to stress that enough, it’s literal cosmic magic we’re witnessing! ✨🌟💫
despite that being cool as all hell, it doesn't mean it's entirely positive. this is Pluto-on-Pluto we’re talking: double negative nancies. this is the time where everything comes full circle for a person's life; it can be extremely stressful if he’s not mentally capable of handling it, because the powerful Plutonic force is going to hit the gas by messing entirely with his psyche… which by the way his asteroid Psyche in Pisces is in his 1H, the house of the self and outward appearance. if he becomes too obsessed with trying to control his health it's only going to cause more harm than good -- definetly psychologically.
and you know what? it’s no wonder why i kept getting spiritual messages saying “watch your head” in regards to Micky, i wish i was kidding. it is Aries season after all, and Aries rules the head, so AHHH!! if anyone is willing to donate $50 to me so that i can go to the tour and spread this message to him you’d be funding my ‘mystical witch who gives riddling omens to strangers’ services. i only accept paypal.
Pluto is usually the metaphorical representation of death, so this is more of a psychological experience at best (“best” said with a frowny face). but with this current transiting Saturn, a planet that represents physical death itself, literally on his Ascendant, which we’ve also discussed that it will bring in a melancholic and cranky attitude, it all has me body and soul clenched for dear fucking life. even with those supportive placements in his chart that i've mentioned before it's going to get extremely rough for him and i'm praying that someone around him is keeping a watchful eye on his behavior. if no one will, i absolutely will.
so this all inspires me to start going back and checking the ephemeris’ once again for the three others because now i feel like i just unlocked the secrets of the universe. and here’s what i’ve uncovered:
Davy passed when Saturn was in 29° Libra, and in retrograde, transiting along his 7H in close conjunction to his Jupiter and asteroid Chiron. not only that, it also squares his Mars in 28° Cancer 5H AND his natal Saturn in 22° Cancer 4H, to which both squares his natal Jupiter. something very important to note about Jupiter is that it’s very capable of over-expanding and overdoing something if left unchecked, so it’s strange to me that when the other three talked about him during that time they all said that Davy was healthy in shape… which doesn’t add up to me. whatever he was doing, something was being overdone and his tiny chihuahua body couldn’t handle being pumped by such a big heart no more, as Cancer does rule the chest area. then again, i have to remind everyone once more that his birthtime is still up in the air and i’m just working off the one and only sus source i found. please keep that in mind!
Peter passed when both Saturn and Pluto were in Capricorn, transiting his 3H, where his asteroids Vesta, Eros, Pholus and Pallas, but Satrun was in 15° and Pluto in 22°, and both were in close conjunction to his Pholus (!!!). they also both squared his Jupiter and Lilith in Gemini 8H, but trines his 8H Uranus Taurus; Uranus, much like Pholus, deals with sudden and unexpected changes, but Uranus in particular represents release and freedom, and with it in the 8H it seems to me he finally felt free from his burdens. moreover, the transiting Pluto was in trine to his Mars, and Satrun was in trine to his natal Satrun, both in Taurus 7H. not just a literal death but a metaphysical one at that too! and of course, Taurus rules the throat. who woulda thunk.
Mike passed when Saturn was in 9° Aquarius, which had just transited into his 12H, its cusp starting at 8° Aquarius. it opposed his natal Pluto in 6° Leo 5H and squaring his asteroid Psyche in 9° Scorpio 8H. most importantly it trines his natal Saturn, and Uranus both in Gemini 3H, as well as his Moon and Neptune Libra 7H. remember when i talked about him mending things at the end of his life? yeah me too. Leo specifically rules the heart and his Chiron in 29° Leo, the healing & wounding asteroid, was in his 6H, the house of physical health. literally should’ve seen it coming but alas, i was not there in time to call it out.
it’s very easy to look back retroactively and find these things and start to panic. more often than not i find myself getting panicked over Micky and this crazy astro weather. however, what we all have to remember at the end of the day is that, no matter what tools you use, death cannot be predicted, ever -- we may see it on the horizon but we’ll never truly know when it’ll strike, and that’s how it’s intended to be in universal law. we won’t know what day and what time Micky will be gone. all i can tell you is that it’s getting to be that time and it’s time to start emotionally preparing for it.
i’m no grief counselor and in no way am i sharing these things with the purpose to make everyone scared and worried. i’m sharing this to, in a way, not only help all of us come to terms with the fact that it’s almost over, but to also really enjoy the time we have left with our favorite goober. endings have to happen in life and it would be in our best interest to at the very least be prepared for it, rather than be surprised and in shocked.
i’m confident that’s what Micky would want from all of us anyways! he’s gonna go out of this with a bang, if anything, come hell or high water.
ugh he wants to be like Mike so bad girl get over yourself /j /lh
hahahahahahhahaha ouch 🥲
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INTERVIEW 014
with. mike schmidt
includes. visual filming + auditory recording, GN!reader (mentions of lingerie but no explicit anatomy), begging, facials, oral (f and m receiving)
→ kinktober masterlist
mike schmidt has a thing for filming.
he’s obsessed with you, sometimes spending time in silence admiring you because he can’t really believe that you’re his. he’s a bit of a loser (affectionate) and an outcast (self afflicted), so he thinks you’re out of his lead. which is why he likes to document your time together as much as he can.
he has a couple of old cameras, just a little under a decade older. they work perfectly fine though, and he always has to take a picture of you with his polaroid or film you for just a few seconds whenever you’re together.
most of the documented content is innocent. you dancing around the kitchen while you help prepare dinner for the three of you (abby is singing in the back of that one). you standing in front of the mirror fixing the final touches on your dallas cowboy cheerleader costume with an infectious grin on your face. you mumbling in your sleep while your head rests on mikes chest.
but a solid amount of the content is mature, hidden away on discs and polaroids and cassettes in a closed box tucked away in a messy corner of his closet.
this content is audio recordings of you begging for mike, your voice high and breathy. he remembers that night, your hands in his hair that was slightly too long at that point. he was between your legs, his mouth just inches away from where you were trying to get him. it felt good for him to have the upper hand in that moment, a cocky smile on his face as he started to bask in the newfound power. it was one of the first times he realized how much he affected you, and he instantly wanted to record it. what the two of you ended up producing was fifteen minutes of you pleading and moaning and borderline sobbing as mike got you off with his tongue.
there’s a few discs, labeled with the date in either of your handwriting (mikes borderline scrawl and your neater script), housing content of mike fucking you slow, thrusts long and deep. he’s usually the one holding the camera, lenses at you as you’re on your knees with pretty doe eyes or above him bouncing and grinding with your eyes pinched closed. there’s some times, though, when you take the camera from him, met with nearly no resistance because these are the hours where he’s limp to your delicious torture. when he’s so wound up that just the first few licks from you has his grip loosening around the object, allowing you turn the lens on him, capturing his rosy cheeks and curly hair sticking to his forehead and his brown eyes watching your every move.
then there’s the polaroids, the only evidence that frequently makes voyages outside of the old shoe box whenever you’re apart. he has pictures of you with your hands over your face, but a smile clear beneath your palms. these were the ones taken first, before you’d gotten into the videos and cassettes. you were shy then, only giving the camera glimpses of your new lingerie set, which was usually the incentive for mike pulling the camera out in the first place. there’s pictures from when you’d gotten more confident, there’s photos of you post-sex, a loopy lopsided smile on your face, arms thrown over the parts that mattered but you were bare otherwise.
then there’s the ones that are completely debauched. the ones he hesitates to take out in fear that he’ll leave them lying around somewhere. his favorite of the small bunch is of you sitting on his bed, legs spread and bent at the knee, palms pressed into the mattress behind you. your pose itself is almost innocent, a grin on your face as you stare at the camera. you’re clothed too, for the most part, wearing underwear that covers what needs to be covered. but it’s the white spurts that paint your skin that makes this particular picture so raunchy. along your chest, in the center of your underwear, and — his favorite spot — all over your pretty little face, breaching into the baby hairs around your face.
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