[faded mind]

I’m emotionally compromised.

"I wanted to surprise you."

I regret it came to this, Will, but every game must have its ending.

Part 1

I couldn’t stand the suspense so here is the rest of the comic. 

And I checked to make sure the pages are in the right order this time TAKE THAT, PAST SELF!

To the anon who corrected me on my grammar: YOU WIN THIS ROUND!!  /shakes fist

But this already went to print, so I probably will not fix it. Please just put on your “blind to bad grammar” sunglasses and pretend you don’t see the error. 

This is… basically everything I had in my zine BUT. we will still be selling it at Otakuthon, Fan Expo Toronto, and Anime Revolution.  Please come take a looksee!  And if you do I will tell you all about the shape that I was so excited about that tumblr won’t let me post. 

edit: oh my god literally right after I posted it I realized I got the pages wrong. WILL I NEVER LEARN

First of all, I am so mad that Tumblr only let me upload 10 pages.  I just want to upload ONE MORE PAGE, TUMBLR. JUST ONE MORE.

So, bisouette will be selling this zine at Otakuthon (Aug 22) and Fan Expo (??? When is this), and I will also be at Anime Revolution (Aug 22, table 49 in the artist alley.) 

Secondly, I am so super sad Tumblr won’t let me post about the geometric shape I made for the zine that I might make a separate post for it. 

Thirdly, this comic is too long for one post so I will make a follow up post with the rest of the comic soon-ish!  

Oh, because I am ace at thinking up thinky thoughts before writing them down, of course I have this all backwards. This is the comic I made for this zine  I worked on with Bisouette.  It’s basically 50% her, 50% me. I’m going to post the entire comic online at one point or another, but we would still love it if you supported us and bought the zine.  We worked so hard on the cover! 

i’m with you till the end of the line.

bucky?

… I just wanted to draw Bucky smoking. ONE MORE DAY TILL CATWS FOR ME. ;AAA;

let me make you whole.

you gave me my very first gun x

Stop. Following. Me.

Imagine it though:

It’s a testament to just how exhausted Steve is, how much the search has taken out of him, that Bucky manages to catch him in his sleep. A blade at his jugular, a hand that Steve knows could tear his throat out fisted in his shirt.

Could. But won’t.

"Bu—"

“Stop." The flat of the blade presses against Steve’s jaw, forcing his head back. "Stop calling me that. And stop. Following. Me." Bucky’s face is inches away, eyes wild but still so familiar it aches.

"Can’t do that, Buck." Steve swallows, feels the serrated edge of the knife against his skin. "I’m with you —"

"Stop, just STOP!" The knife clatters to the floor and Bucky clenches his left hand around Steve’s throat and squeezes. It takes everything Steve has not to give in to the urge to fight back. He fists his hands in the sheets, forces down the instinctive panic. He will not hurt Bucky again. And Bucky will not hurt him.

Bucky’s face twists with rage. “Fight back, damn it! You think — you think I won’t —”

Steve doesn’t have the air to reply even if he wanted to. His vision’s getting fuzzy, blood pounding in his ears, but he clings to one thought: Bucky will not hurt him.

And then everything goes dark.

—-

When he comes to, there’s a knife buried to the hilt in the pillow beside his head.

sorrow found me when I was young

human - charlene kaye [x]

"Someday I will be strong enough to life not one but both of us."

I will hold on with all of my might, Just promise me we'll be alright...