So, you’re telling me that this Mike Wheeler right here is the same Mike Wheeler who:
Made it his soul mission to find Will when everyone else - including his friends - believed him to be dead.
Who sobbed into his mother’s arms when he himself believed Will had died.
Who recognised Will’s voice within 0.5 seconds of him singing over a pretty shitty, pretty static, 1983 model walkie talkie.
Who dragged Will away from Halloween so they could talk through his trauma and told him he wouldn’t leave him alone.
Who slept in a hospital chair right next to Will so he never had to leave his side.
Who told Will that asking him to be his friend was the best thing he’s ever done.
Who noticed any slight change to Will’s demeanour within a split second.
Who biked through a thunderstorm to apologise for being twat because he couldn’t stand Will being mad at him any longer than necessary?!
RIP Mike Wheeler, I guess🫡
I was initially planning on being a casual fan, but then I thought, why not just let it consume my soul instead?
good morning tumblrinas
my internal monologue is better than any podcast. wish you guys could hear this shit
drug of choice? english teachers complimenting my writing.
kaz:
inej:
jesper:
wylan:
nina:
matthias:
basically the plot of six of crows & crooked kingdom:
Every Slytherin :
*the city gets hacked*
phones: [start pinging emergency alerts]
eddie:
the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
druig with makkari vs druig with every other eternal