when everything's made to be broken (i just want you to know who i am) by @hoteadepresso pt 1
‘Stop.’ Will forced out, shaking his head in disbelief, hurt painting his features ‘Mike, that’s not funny. It’s mean.’
He thought he was joking. Mike was throwing his bleeding heart onto his floor, and he thought it was some sort of a prank.
Fuck.
‘You really think I would joke about it?’ his voice sounded like it came from far away, weak and broken. His hand twitched, yearning to touch Will, to take his hand, to brush his fingertips against his warm skin for just one second even if that was all he could ever get.
late happy birthday present for Alex, the bestestest person out there!!!
a little bit of backstory;
Once upon a time user @hoteadepresso wrote a fic (click here!!) (read it, its fucking amazing!!!!!!) which I immediately wanted to make fanart of, so, ofc it took me like, over a year to finish just this pt 1 <33
thus, the artstyle changes, which are a thing in this thing
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I walked into your dagger for the last time. It's like trying to start a fire with matches in the snow. where you can't seem to hold me, can't seem to let me go so I can't find surrender, and I can't keep control. you turn me inside out and then you want the outside in. you spin me all around, then you ask me not to spin. you say you want to be alone, and you want children.
you wanna be with me, you wanna be with her.
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surprise bitch, i bet you thought you'd seen the last of me
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haven't I given enough, given enough? always the fool with the slowest heart.
(strike is over! our little boy is coming home! and, please, read some of the hashtags [the last ones])
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