I wrote over 9k words today for my byler fanfic
these chapters are getting longer and longer my dudes
chapter four alone is over 10k words
chapter five is coming along nicely, I'm getting into a mystery portion of the story and boy is it ramping up. things are getting SERIOUS
I'm so giddy this is so fun. I can't WAIT to start posting. I feel like that's all I'm saying and thinking.
I am a bit delayed within my schedule because of how long these chapters are. it's entirely my own fault because I cannot shut up. it's also Mike's fault for needing a whole paragraph to describe Will's eyes (gay 🫵)
don't worry though, no matter what this story is coming out either at the end of July or early August. I already have my publish dates marked in my calendar, that's how serious I am.
anyways here's a crumb to munch on:
tw: drugs
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"Me?” Will breathes out.
“Yeah, you.” Mike gives a warm smile.
Will’s smile colors his whole face, tinted with pink and eyes still glossed over. His lips are pulled in that way when he would smile at Mike as a kid, and his eyes are lightened with specks of gold against the amber light of the joint’s burning end.
“Who would’ve thought that Mike Wheeler would be all philosophical when stoned out of his mind?” He cracks up, leaning his head against a railing bar. Will mirrors Mike’s motion of grabbing a bar. Their knuckles graze.
Mike’s eyes flit from their hands to Will’s eyes and then finally hears his words and glares, “I’m not all philosophical. I’m being poetic. There’s a difference.”
“Oh so you’re a poet now?”
“Maybe.” Mike cracks a grin. His long hair drapes down to his jaw, and Mike has to tuck it behind his ear. Will follows the movement.
“Well, color me surprised.” Will’s eyes are full of mischief, and it takes Mike a second to register that Will is making fun of him.
His eyes widen as he barks out, “Hey!”
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>:)
