(go on and) kiss the boy
“So,” Mike starts, drawing out the word, and Will turns to him.
“Any ideas on how to spend the next fifteen minutes?”
It’s teasing, suggestive when he wiggles his eyebrows, and it’s so unexpected that Will lets out a surprised laugh, unabashed, and it’s so easy, how the tension falls away, and it’s only them again.
“You’re ridiculous,” Will shakes his head, smiling, but Mike looks proud of himself anyway.
He points out, “I don’t hear you complaining.”
Will scoffs, nudging at him with an elbow. “Whatever,” he smoothly replies. Mike grins.
Will, Mike, and the numerous attempts at their first kiss.
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some progress shots of a comic ive been working on for my sequential art class (tired thumbs up) some of u (?eh) may recognize the blue seeker as the oc i posted a while back. this comic is like his...backstory...thing i guess
some color tests and the script for these pages is under the cut...the dialog is a bit different but im too lazy to sort it out at the moment.
1.
1) far out perspective on a warehouse of identical robots. they stretch on in a large horizontal panel, a box full of similar bodies. light leaks into the crowd, illuminating nightlight. he stares upward.
(some kind of narration..?)
2) thin, long panel showing hole in ceiling. the night sky shimmers. a moon glows yellow.
3) nightlight stares up from a crowd of automatons at the sky
4) zoom in on nightlights face. yellow eyes reflect the moon. long thin panel. bg is stars
(hardcoded to kill.) (born to die)
[high priority: eliminate target at cost of self.]
2.
[i never had to learn. i knew everything from the start]
--
[how to assemble my rifle.]
[a fatal crunch under its stock.]
[how to tear the plating from another living machine]
[the squealing snapping of broken bones.]
--
[i was good. good at following orders. i had gone so long without fulfilling my primary assignment that i had, ironically, become useful for my experience.]
3.
[ i was reassigned--a nearly abandoned fuel outpost that no one was really supposed to know about.]
[alongside two others who had outlived their mission, just like myself.]
--
(kid, cmon. everyone has a name.) [redlyne]
(take it easy. they just pulled this one off the lines. give him some time.) [dawnbreaker]
[i didnt have one. i never needed one until now.]
[i tried to think--]
(my name?)
[nightlight.]
--
[i couldnt comprehend it at first. i didnt understand.]
(ext. a run down outpost.)
[
4.
[no one was supposed to know about our outpost.]
--
[we had lulled ourselves into a sort of mundanity. finally, our unremarkable existence had begun to show its advantage.]
--
(chess game pieces are rattled by gunfire, redlyne goes to check door(?))
--
(he is shot down.)
[of course, even the small amount of fuel we were guarding was worth killing over.]
--
[i dont know who killed him who killed ether of them. our side? the other one?]
[deep in my circuts, in the hardcoding of my frame, all i knew was that they were gone.]
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