^fastiell / DASH

@boycredible .

❛          IT’S       ——       IT’S    OKAY         i    -    i   got   this    .          ❜             (      WORDS   LOSE   VALUE       ;              hand      on     wound    .        my   expression   is   a   stratum       ,        a   masquerade    :        underwhelming   pain     …       _{no        no}      ,      eat   it   up    !       gulp    it    down      &     keep    your    cool     !        )                                   ❛         —-        you       _’kay       ?          ❜

^{“     CAREFUL THERE , you’re starting to sound like DAD .     ”     a light remark in an attempt to quell the immediacy of the situation . eyes are drawn instinctively to the wound ; blood blooming beneath fabric . his hand extends towards his brother ,     “      come on , i’m gonna get you somewhere safe –     ”     words cut like a knife to his tongue as a sudden gut-wrenching bang knocks him to his knees . cover , they needed cover . he moves quickly , rising once again to his feet .    “     just long enough for your cells to stitch yourself back up . you’re fast , but not that fast .     ”}

^{O KAY GUYS BUT what do y’all think of h.arris d.ickinson ?! a b c d}

^lorefell // SISTER.

              EYES  ROLL  BACK  !  _{But  there  is  a  smile  tugging  at  her  lips  . Sleeve  is  pulled  over  her  knuckle  as  she  wipes  the  rouge  from  his  skin  .  ❛  Don’t  worry  about  that  you’re  always  gonna  be  a  little  terror  to  me  no  matter  how  tall  you  get  .  ❜  Much  of  her  childhood  had  been  spent  helping  rear  her  brother  it  was  only  natural  for  her  to  BABY  him  at  times   .  ❛  Which  means  I  get  to  do  this  till  you’re  forty  at  least  .  ❜  She  then  ruffles  his  hair  before  retreating  ,  leaning  against  the  kitchen  counter  .}

“     LITTLE TERROR , HOLY TERROR , say it too often and it might wear out .     ”     at one point perhaps those names would have hurt , and perhaps they would hurt tomorrow . but never once from his sister’s lips would he ever feel the sharp twist of a knife . from her , the boy feels only the quaint sense of comfort . violet sister could spin darkness into light , screams to song .     “     speaking of forty , that’s the amount of laps i’ll be running if i don’t get my ass to practice on time .     ”     jack-jack shrugs on a backpack , one too empty to contain anything that might be of academic importance .     “     think you could give me a lift ??     ”

fastiell:

happy national siblings day , i guess @vicredible @boycredible :/

girllorn:

Midge loves, supports and is very proud of @boycredible and don’t you forget it

jack-jack loves and supports his gal midge as his bestie and her one and only sidekick .

leadergurl:

_{WHAT IF IN THE NIGHT I LET MY} GIRL-HEART _{OUT  /  ITS MUFFLED MURMURS, ITS SOFT  /  UNFOLDING} SOUNDS  _{/  LET IT GO} COMPLETELY    _{–––––   Blossom Utonium of PPG powered by Milly}

m y s t e r y n e r d .

❛    ––––––    this isn’t about me   !!    ❜      ^{cheeks of cherries   ,   deep red  /  ripe   .   jinkies   ,   she meets with a boy once    –––    velma avoids his gaze   ,   focuses instead on the very interesting piece of lint on her sweater   .     ❛    it wasn’t a date   .   not at all   .   i was helping him   .   we met in the library   .   he’s failing calculus   !    ❜     lips pull into a frown   .      ❛    you don’t even remember his name   ?   steve   .    ❜}

^{“     MAYBE IT WOULDN’T BE IF YA WEREN’T BLUSHIN’ ,     ”     he chuckled , reaching out to poke her in the cheek .     “     oh yeah ‘ tutoring ’     ”     BIG bold air quotes .     “     oh come on velms , you might not know it but it was definitely a date . steve’s hardly failing – he helped me pass my quiz like a week ago .     ”}

^{mom ( sticmom )}

_{“     hey  .    “          she’s  been  a  teenager  too    ,    once   .   a  quirky  one  ,  too   .    she  knew  that  ,  in  those  situations  ,  she  should  have  been  sitting  on  one  side  ,  awaiting  for  the  youngest  one  to  recall  for  her  attention    —    yet  ,  she  finds  herself  drawn  to  the  boy  ,  as  if  his  silence  was  screaming  at  her  .   it  was  stronger  than  her  ,}

   to  move  forwards  ,  and  lean  against  the  door  .   _{maybe  that  was  close  enough  for  him  to  hear  her  .}    “       _{i  have  some  milk}     &     _{cookies    ?    it’d  be  sad  and  lonely  for  me  to  eat  them  ALL  by  myself  ,  don’t  you  think  ?}      “        ♡    .    @boycredible

^{JJ’S HEAD DOESN’T turn at his mom’s words – not immediately. he’s stuck in his thoughts as usual , mind going over and over what he was supposed to do after school ( the plan ). fingers fidget with themselves , picking at dead skin as he finally lets his gaze turn upwards. he feels FOOLISH.}

     ^{“    chocolate peanut butter ??    ”    his voice is pleasant and hopeful , like he’s a kid again , like he doesn’t have high school bullshit to deal with.}