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     he’s a sole survivor .  you can see it on his face , in his bones , defined by his lonely blood that sings for those who share it , but whom have been reclaimed by the earth that bore them .   yet even from the ashes and the dust , even gold can glimmer , and heir apparent is he—  little orphan prince ! 

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                you’ll beat this world .   you’ll beat this world .  you’ll beat this world .

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@ocylus    wow icb i caved after all these years and made a carl grums .

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     WIDE  GRIN  SPREADS  ACROSS  THE  YOUNG  GIRL’S  LIPS.   fingers  tug  at  her  older  brother’s  sleeve,  eyes  bright  as  can  be.  little  nell  looks  up  to  her  oldest  brother.  thinks  that  he  is     so  cool  !     that  he  holds  the  entire  world  in  his  hands.  it  would  make  sense  that  she  wants  to  hang  out  with  him.  even  if  sometimes  she  is  that  annoying  kid  sister.   “  stevie !  ”   another  tug,  followed  by  bottom  lip  jutting  outwards.   “  can  you  please,  please,     please     have  a  tea  party  with  me  in  my  toy  room?  i  have  it  all  set  up.  and  mom  let  me  use  real  tea  !  ”

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       he the hero —           the knight in shining armor ,     that even for a tea party ,     would come to the rescue !        it was his job as her big brother , after all , to indulge her even in activities that stevie would otherwise , never be caught doing .        he was too old , too ‘uffisticated’ for things like held up pinkies and tiny little ceramic cups . but when nell had that look on her face , it was hard to say no .  impossible really , for as he stands up from the breakfast table ,           bowl of cereal left abandoned ,           he smiles a crooked smile that embodies sunlight itself , as at it’s left most corner stray beams of light practically shine .        “ real tea , huh ?  well ...   i guess if we’re having real tea , then i’ll go . “ 

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gaze is fixated on the tiled floor  ,  brunette ringlets framing pale face while eyebrows furrow together in concern.    she  doesn’t want to go live with aunt janet.    her mother had once told her that every house needs a heart  ,  the place where everyone comes together.     just like every house needed a heart  ,  shirley was convinced every family needed one too.    and the heart of the crain family?    olivia.    their mom.    she was the heart  ,  and now she was gone.  how is one supposed to survive without their heart?  

teary  ,  hazel eyes only lift from the floor when she feels her only elder sibling’s shoulder brush against hers.    it’s subtle  ,  but she knows without him even speaking what he’s trying to tell her.    ❝    i know.    ❞    she moves closer to him  ,  a shaky hand taking ahold of his to remind him that she was here for him too.    she sniffles  ,  voice barely above a whisper as she speaks again.    ❝    i just want mom  …    ❞

        once when they were small ,    before theo ,    before the twins—    it had been just him & shirl .     the two of them would be cuddled between their mother and father on a couch , watching rudolph the red nose reindeer as snow ,  like time ,  drifted nonsensically and with no order to the grass ,  pavement ,  and rooftops below .                days like those were so simple ,     but he wouldn’t even think of giving up his younger siblings to get those times back .     not even for one instance .  if anything , he liked to tell himself he hurt so much , for them—  he wasn’t a kid anymore , right ?  so he couldn’t cry .     he wasn’t allowed to .    not when nell & luke needed him to be strong for them .  shirley & theo too .  that's what big brothers were for .

squeezing shirl’s hand , he nods softly .  “ i know . “    i do too ,   “ but it’s gonna be okay , i’ll ... “  he swallows hard then , steeling his lungs which threaten to falter and choke up again .  he can’t be a baby , he can’t , even if he wants to be .  “ i’ll take care of you , and theo , and the twins too .  we’ll be okay . “    but that wasn’t the point .     the point was their mom was gone and none of them could replace her in their hearts .     not with their dad . not with their aunt .             there was a hole in each and every one of them ,      and steve’s was only growing wider the more he denied it —        the more he tried to suffocate it with everything else he saw that night & even before then .

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im 22 years old and i bought myself a giraffe onesie .

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Post-Fight Sentence Starters

Requested by Anonymous

“Are you okay?” 

“Do you have any bandages?”

“That doesn’t look good.” 

“Did you pick a fight with a bear?!”

“I’m /fine/!” 

“You don’t look ‘fine’ to me!” 

“That was a nasty scuffle…” 

“Let me see your ___.” 

“Can you help me?”

“You’re bleeding!” 

“I think I got some glass in my hands.” 

“Who did you pick a fight with this time?” 

“Did you win?”

“Looks like you were on the losing end of a dog fight.” 

“You should see the other guy.” 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-” 

“Things… got out of hand…” 

“What the hell happened?!” 

“Please tell me you’re still breathing.”

“I’m going to give them a piece of my mind for what they did to you!” 

“I can’t promise nothing is broken.” 

“It’s not what it looks like.” 

“Would you believe that I fell down some stairs?” 

Should I be worrying about seeing you in the news for a homicide?” 

“That’s… a lot of blood.” 

“All this blood isn’t mine, I swear.” 

“What did you do this time?” 

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u kno whats a minor but IMPORTANT fact .   olivia lost her dad at 12 , and then steve lost olivia at 12 .

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i finished my second watch of thohh with my mom , and i still cried like a baby .

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               s .  crain : volumes 1 & 2 , an era of haunted houses and teen years .

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olivia lost her dad at 12 and steve lost olivia at 12 .

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​❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞ ( for some happy sunshine feels <3 )

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒 , 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 .

𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 .

     he grins from ear to ear ,         sitting on the small brick wall that had seen dozens of years more than the boy was old , with his arm pressed against his mother’s—     her sun hat providing him some shade with the way the shade was cast .         “ it’s good , right ? “     maybe this , the sun beating down on their flesh , would improve her mood .  it brought him hope , the golden light bathing down on the two of them as they sat juxtapose to one another .     it made his insides feel warm instead of icy cold , when he thought he saw something maybe even scary , lurking unfamiliar in his mother’s eyes .        “ y’know i think nell wanted to have a picnic !  you should join us . “

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❛ I’ve been around. I pick things up. ❜

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

  “ are you sure you didn’t just pick up a newspaper ? “    stevie retorts , sinking back into the plastic chair he’d been sat in now for the past half an hour .   at this moment in time , he’s numb .  numb and maybe even in denial .         he’s building up a wall of brick and mortar , and the only hammer and chisel he’d given was given to the fading visage of his mother .    his father locked so far away that he couldn’t even get close while his siblings , were tucked away safely behind the wall with him .

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Baby Luke + his hat

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Shane in every episode of Buzzfeed Unsolved Supernatural

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okay so books that steve fell in love with as a kid .  treasure island .  mark twain’s novels ...   that’s all i can think of rn but treasure island is a big one , it inspired a lot of his high school stories because it got him on a pirate and ocean adventure kick .