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still not feeling ronnie for the moment i am sorry! i have things in my drafts, and several of them are STARTED but nothing is finished because I can’t get in the right mindset lol.

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❝We got the SPIRIT you got to hear it under the sea!                            ❞

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ron’s being a butt right now so i shall be elsewhere for the time being lol

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I’ve learned how to put a gif into my theme. its over for you bitches. lol maybe not, i might still reach out and ask for someone to make it but im TRYING.

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Heyo. Is anyone doing theme’s? For commission or whatever? I am trying so HARD to make one for this blog I’ve been working on but omg I can’t do anything that I like. And I want it to be super cute - someone help me or kill me, those are the 2 options at this point.

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4puffs‌:

  ❛   i’m  tellin’  you,  you’ve  GOT  this.  don’t  doubt  yourself.  n’  besides,  you  look  great.   have   i   ever   been   wrong?   ❜   probably,   yes,   but   he   ignores   that.

❝Do you REALLY want me to answer that?       ❞ Despite feeling NERVOUS, Ronnie let out a little chuckle and shook her head. If that had been his PLAN, it was a good one. With the laughter came a sense of calmness and after a moment, the blonde NODDED. ❝Okay! I can do this, you’re right. You’ll still be here when I get OUT though right?❞

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positivity for @locnora : shoutout for locnora! Ronnie is such an amazingly interesting character, and I absolutely adore her. The mun is a sweetheart, and she’s so understanding.

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turnedahero‌:

        “i haven’t told you because i hate talking about it.” but now felt like a good time to do that. “i like getting into these fights—– because it takes away the pain i still see inside my head.” he was battling with just childhood trauma and present abuse in his household, but now he’s dealing with this and this trauma of barely surviving being possessed and the claws that dug into his sides. “and the nighttime freaks me out, i’m always on edge in the night time.” because the night time is when it happened. he’s afraid that any moment something wicked is going to extend it’s claws out of nowhere and grab him, drag him into that pit of HELL again. HELL already lives at home, now he’s actually felt it, seen it. he’s terrified– is what he’s trying to say.  he’s leaving out so much detail, she’s confused without a doubt but that’s all he can bring himself to say for now. “what if i do ‘good’ and then i turn bad again?” what then? but he’s underestimating himself, since he’s been pretty good at not treating max so horribly lately. “oh, yeah?” of course miss. sunshine even turns that around on him, he’s calling himself a mutt yet she even knows how to make that in a positive thing. “you have no idea.” how accurate that is. she really doesn’t know where he comes from. 

Ronnie can feel TEARS welling up in her eyes as Billy speaks. Her heart BREAKS over and over with each new piece of information and at the end of it? She hardly has anything to cling onto - but she WON’T cry. For she knows that’s not what Billy WANTS. He didn’t tell her ANY of this for the pity or for the sympathy. And so she keeps it inside, and no matter how OBVIOUS it is that she WANTS to let those tears fall, she doesn’t let them. Instead she shakes her head and looks away for just a MOMENT to collect herself. Once she’s done that, Ronnie peered back up at him and lent forward. She was much TALLER now due to the height of the counter upon which she sat, so with ease, her lips pressed against his cheek in a quick little kiss. She was CAREFUL to not hit any of the bruised spots, before pulling away and cocking her head to one side. ❝If you do BAD again, you’ll fix it. I KNOW you will.                     You still wanna go out for that smoke?❞

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if u wanna ship with me u gotta be ready for kinky smut and heartbreaking tragedy

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turnedahero‌:

             brows slowly crease again, he can’t get used to this touch. so he finally looks up at her and hopes she’ll stop offering this soft gesture he doesn’t deserve. and as he listens to ronnie in silence there’s one thing he learns that he hates about her. it’s not her, but it’s how she’s the only person who has managed to see through him. how the hell does she know how to point out these things? he can’t admit that she’s right about him. “you’re just the type of person who’d take in a stray without blinking an eye.” people who take in stray dogs are the people who never judge it for not being a purebred dog. and she’s the same– she’d take in a STRAY MUTT LIKE HIM. “just because i saved some dumb kids from being killed by a…THING…doesn’t mean i’m meant to be likable. they’re just dumb kids, like my sister. they didn’t ask for that type of hell, but i led them into it. i owed them that.” he tries to explain, but there’s holes in his explanation. he saved them PURELY because it was the RIGHT thing to do. this heart in his chest– does beat good. she’s right, he’s not bad HERE IN THE INSIDE. but that man – his father – has succeeded in making a robot out of his son. billy can’t see himself as anything BUT a waste of space. and his emotions are all out of whack because it’s his human instinct to FEEL, but then there’s this part of him where his brain has been wired incorrectly all these years and programmed to NOT feel. and now, every time someone delicately touches him, is nice to him or tries to care for him it’s terrifying because it’s so incredibly confusing. he doesn’t understand it.

❝Look Billy, I don’t know what happened to you guys - honestly that’s the MOST you’ve ever told me but           ❞ Brows creased. She didn’t like what he had said. Max and her friends had almost been KILLED? From what she had gathered so far, the kids had been in some kind of trouble and Billy had HELPED them out, but had it really gone that far? The touch upon his arm eased up at the realization and her face softened before she looked down to SIGH. ❝But that doesn’t change how I FEEL. You’re NOT all the bad things that have happened to you. You can be better. And you’ve shown me time and time AGAIN that you are.❞ 

Now it was Ronnie’s turn to feel a little AWKWARD. She wasn’t usually the type to bare her soul out to people who didn’t ask for it. So she wasn’t sure what to expect in RETURN. Green eyes FLICKERED up to look at his face before she forced herself to continue. ❝BESIDES               I’ve never quite liked purebred dogs. You know ... it’s more fun to NOT know where they are from sometimes.❞ If they were comparing him to a STRAY, she would run with it. Her FRIENDS, the ones that abandoned her? They were all purebreds. From rich parents and nice houses - something that she WAS too. But the difference between them? They stuck their noses up and SHE wanted something more. Something REAL. And what she had with Billy seemed like the first REAL friendship she’s had in a while - it was HARD, but it was worth it. At least in her eyes.

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        “a what?” brows immediately crease in confusion. he just got into a fight– how can she think he’s a good person? and even before this, he’s done so many horrible things. that he regrets, but still doesn’t understand why he did them. “ronnie, i’m not good. i’m FAR from it.” tilting his head back down, eyes finding her face again before eyes fall downwards. landing on the countertop and stay there. that she likes hanging with? it’s shocking and surreal, did he even hear correctly? a part of him on the inside is lighting up like an excited child, possibly the child still lost inside him is. then the other part of him that’s so defensive and protective of himself is screaming not to believe it. “well, that’s extremely weird of you. what’s there to even like about it, huh? just figured i’d be the last person on earth anyone, especially you, would like to hang with.” 

Billy always found a way of breaking her HEART when it came to how he saw himself or how he acted. She hated that he was seen as the BAD GUY by most around town - and if they would only give him the same chance she had given him, they’d change their minds. The blonde was sure of it. So her frown RETURNED as he spoke poorly about himself and she shook her head again, only to grab onto his arm more firmly. It wouldn’t HURT of course, but with a little jerk, she aimed to turn him more towards her. ❝If you TRULY believed that, you would stay away from me. I know it. But you keep coming back - you climbed up to my WINDOW tonight Billy.❞ Ronnie hadn’t minded one bit. She had welcomed him in without hesitation and yet he STILL wanted to say that she had no reason to like him? ❝I like hanging out with you                             and that’s NONNEGOTIABLE. I like YOU Billy.❞

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          blue eyes shift towards the ceiling, suddenly finding it appealing. he just can’t stand her looking at him in the eye. eye contact isn’t uncomfortable when he’s trying to be intimidating, but it sure the hell is when someone’s looking at him LIKE THAT. when she’s looking at him like he’s not a piece of shit. “hell if i know.” husky voice dropping to an even lower pitch as billy mumbles around. “–a bigger piece of shit?” scoffing at himself, half snorting for attempting to joke so morbidly.

❝Nope.❞ There’s a SHAKE of her head and then Ronnie jumped up onto the counter behind her. From her higher vantage point, her legs DANGLE and she reached up to touch his arm. She’s aware of why he’s NOT looking at her anymore - but she wanted to at LEAST make sure he was paying attention. Her words were important and she WISHED he could believe them. ❝I see a GOOD guy. Someone whose been through the WORST of it and came out better for it.❞ Ronnie had no idea just how TRUE her words were, but even if she had known exactly what happened to him this past year - she’d only believe it HARDER. ❝I see someone who I LIKE hanging out with.❞

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home    alone    for    the    first    time    in    how    long ?    dad    on    another    business    trip,    grandparents    &    siblings    visiting    rachel    in    chicago;    rosie    is    left    to    blare    pat     benatar    &    blondie    &    clean     the     house     while     singing     awfully     at     the     top     of     her     lungs !            the     knock     on     the     door     wouldn’t     have     been     noticed     if     rosie     hadn’t     just     walked     down     the     stairs     &     passed     by     the     front     door .     she     opens     it,     a     genuine     smile     stretches     across     her     sweating     features .   ❝     awww,     hey     ronnie !            what’s     up ?   ❞

Ronnie had HEARD the muffled music from within the house, so she shouldn’t have been surprised when it only RAISED in volume after the door was opened. She however WAS and stumbled back just a few steps before laughing with a shake of her head. ❝Hey! My parents wanted me to drop THIS off for when your dad gets home?❞ It’s a neat little envelope. In her mind, nothing special so she handed it over without a second thought in the world. ❝I mean, I ASSUME he’s not home now? Because my parents would KILL me if I had the music up this loud!❞

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I have drafts for several people still waiting around and I swear I will try and do them again tonight lol, but for now this movie has sucked me in and I can’t.

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“Babe, vulgar is my middle name – now quit swingin’ around, or else you might hurt yourself.” Carefully, Billy kept her upright, wary of her pinwheeling arms as she continued to giggle and yammer on.

Ronnie poked his nose, and bewildered, he looked up at her with a huff. “If you’re ‘far from trashed,’ why is it that I’m currently supporting eighty percent of your body weight? Seems a bit skewed, if you ask me.”

Ever determined, the girl broke away and (tried) to walk. Rolling his eyes, Billy stood from his chair and nodded. “Yeah, a’ course I can. I’d rather drive across town then bake in the sun for another hour, so it’ll be fine. And our shitheel boss won’t even notice we’re missing anyway.”

Coming up from behind her, Billy took hold of her arm in an attempt at steering her out the door. “Just so long as you don’t make a scene, it should be relatively easy to sneak out.”

With another POUT, Ronnie nodded. She didn’t much LIKE that he was treating her like a child, but hey - a free ride home. That had to be counted as a PLUS. So she’d allow him to steer her wherever he wanted. Using the arm that he WASN’T holding, Ronnie reached up and grabbed at his bicep. Just an ADDED little bit of security as they walked towards the break room.

After all, both of their BELONGINGS were tucked away safely in a locker somewhere, and if they were going to sneak out they’d need their things. At the very LEAST - his keys. There was no way she’d walk home in this heat WHILE tipsy. It just wouldn’t work out in her favor. 

❝It IS all the way across town you know.        My house.❞ Ronnie’s free hand raised up to indicate a rising hill before she chuckled softly. ❝Loch Nora? At the TIPPY TOP of the big hill?❞ Several houses away from the MAYOR. ❝Don’t WORRY though. Mom and dad aren’t in TOWN. It’ll be SUPER EASY.❞ To do what? Drive there? Ronnie wasn’t SURE, but it sounded good in her head.

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Billy scoffed. She was so trashed, and she didn’t even know it. In between giggling and flushing, she was beginning to slur over her phrasing.

“Did you seriously just censor yourself?” Chuckling, he admonished, “I think you know full well by now that a simple fuck isn’t going to make me blush.”

Nothing ever would, truth be told. He’d heard (and spoken) it all.

Ronnie seemed determined to prove him wrong. She rose from her seat then, still giggling, before she toppled over and fell headlong into his trajectory. He caught hold of her just as she fell into him, his hands on her waist as she gripped at his shoulders.

“You are trashed,” Billy muttered. “You can’t go back out there like this, so I might as well take you home. Do you think you can tell me where you live?”

❝I DID, yes! There’s no need to be so         ❞ She couldn’t think of the word, and then it hit her, so she GRINNED and finished with a shake of her head, ❝              so VULGAR!❞ Honestly, it never bothered the blonde when someone ELSE cursed, and she’s been known to do it on occasion, but if there WAS another word for what she was trying to say?        She USUALLY went with the alternative. The near slip up was a SURPRISE, but she’d blame it on HIM using his choice word more than once and the alcohol now OBVIOUSLY taking hold of her. 

❝Excuse YOU.❞ With a raised brow, as if OFFENDED, Ronnie reached up and poked his nose. ❝I am FAR from trashed thank you very much. And I know EXACTLY where I live.❞ Did it occur to her to TELL him said information? No. So with a self satisfied little HUFF, she pulled from his helpful grasp and made her way towards the door. There was a BIT more sway to her body than usual as she walked, but honestly she wasn’t THAT far gone - it would take another drink or two to get her COMPLETELY wasted. 

Realizing that he was perhaps RIGHT however, as she neared the exit, the petite blonde peered back at him and POUTED slightly. ❝Would you REALLY drive me? I’d have to WALK otherwise.❞

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I want a thread where ronnie is a mom. Could have been from her ex karter before he moved and she didn't know about it until after it was too late. Or could be one of your muses idc. Just gimmie a little curly haired baby for ron to love! Could also be in her adult verse if you dont want teens having kids lol I get that but gimmie a reason to have mamma!ronnie!!!