wait for me to come home.

miwi

And the next time he saw him, he looked like that

My posts have gotten tagged LGB more and more often lately. Usually accompanied by the worst additions imaginable. People are starting to whittle down and choose who they think of as disposable, so let me say this:

Queer as in trans people

Queer as in asexual people

Queer as in aromantic people

Queer as in nonbinary people

Queer as in bisexual people

Queer as in unlabled people

Queer as in anyone who counts themselves as queer.

“I don’t want to be your Tammy. I want to be your Mike.”

in the way that will is a literal beam of sunlight to 𝙢𝙞𝙠𝙚 and mike 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙨 that light, like he sees will smile and suddenly the only thing in the world that exists is joy

will is the sun because he is mike's direction, mike's anchor, and mike has phases of repression and expression and is at conflict with himself a bit, not unlike the moon

but at the end of the day, will is always his 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩