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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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@eyrualaurey
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Today is a small sketch
artist 🕷️
a little light for the journey ❤️
Will's painting (as comics), drawn 10 years later ♥
💙Crazy together💛
(I love drawing their eyes 😭)
The Party ⚔️✨
when it's right person right time but they're both fucking TERRIFIED and it's HORRIFYING
Big thank you to all the creators out there ❤️
I watched stranger things again and felt inspired. Also I haven’t drawn Mike wheeler since middle school lol
painting gate I fear you’ll haunt me for ever
”Bylers have no media literacy-”
Some of us are just psychics then! 💁🏼
mike showing up at the airport just before will goes on his flight to new york
One last campaign ⚔️❤️
wait where's cleredin huh
credit: @markkrpg ⑅˖♡◍✧*。
protecting the heart 💫❤️⚔️
How's it going to end?
cool concept: will calling mike "michael" when he's scolding/disapproving of something mike's doing (which is usually being a bossy stubborn ass, pettily arguing with people.)
one night, mike is bickering nonstop with max and lucas about something stupid during a board game, and will wants to move on.
"michael, stop," he says and frowns with a big sigh, swatting mike on the chest (very gently, because it's our sweetheart will) and mike shuts up pretty much immediately, uncrossing his arms and sinking down into his seat (and blushing with his jaw hanging open dumbly) because he's down bad as hell.
"michael?" dustin barks out, laughing out loud and falling back onto the carpet they piled up with blankets and pillows as they played games. "i haven't heard that name since roll call in elementary school. i don't think your mom even calls you that anymore, dude!"
"uhh -" mike utters. "i'm gonna… go get more pizza."
"i want more pizza too," el says, then smiles mischievously. "michael."
"yeah michael," max joins in, and then lucas goes, "grab me a new coke while you're at it, michael."
"no. no way," mike protests, pointing accusingly — still red in the face, making the party snicker. "all of you, shut up."
"even will?" max asks with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
mike doesn't answer that.
the party, obviously, will never let him live it down from that day forward. it becomes their not-so-secret weapon. will only pulls out "michael" sparingly, but when he does, it's an instant critical hit on mike.