― Rupi Kaur, Milk And Honey

“O — kay, should have let curiosity get the cat, should not have asked, regret asking now. Eugh—” She can't help grimacing, the visual accompanying Ivy's explanation the culprit. In spite of her disgust though, “Was it at least— no... no, don't tell me, I don't need the details.”

“Look, you're getting worked up, and you're probably getting worked up for nothing. So, you slept together, big deal. What are friends for?” You're not being as helpful as you think you are, Ames.

ig: sabrinacarpenter

“'fraid it isn't a phase, but a maybank trait. i would have thought you would have figured that out by now, i mean you've seen my brother. you know my brother.”

it isn't snarky—but it isn't sweet either. it's somewhere in between, because she doesn't like the fact that millie knows her well enough to be able to read her. “my brother and your brother are god knows where, doin' god knows what, and i'm supposed to—... what? skip across the beach, alcohol in hand? act like everything's fine and dandy?”

@ameliamaybank said  —  "why are you so concerned about me?"

“this  isn't  concern  …"  millie  chuckled  drying,  arms  folding  over  her  chest  with  a  click  of  her  tongue.  always  playing  it  cool,  unaffected  by  others.  the  only  person  she  ever  truly  worried  over  was  john  b.  "it's  me  acknowledging  how  fucking  annoying  you've  been  acting  lately  and  wanting  to  know  what's  up.  like  how  long  is  this  attitude  gonna  last?”

“Who knew Routledge's were so sensitive,” Teased the blonde. “It isn't rude, it's- honest, and it's part of your 'how to get the girl' training. So suck it up.” All said lightheartedly, of course, and with a smile that stretched further and further across her face as she spoke.

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❪  out of character.  ❫    ᜵ *    made by leia ❪  out of character.  ❫    ᜵ *    said by leia ❪  out of character.  ❫    ᜵ *    inbox prompt ❪  out of character.  ❫    ᜵ *    promotion ❪  out of character.  ❫    ᜵ *    self promotion ❪  out of character.  ❫    ᜵ *    wanted plot

Just thinking about their DADS disgusting clothes made him do a full body shiver. " FUCK NO! I would never put you though that shit. " He still remembers the last time with the underwear that looked like a cardboard replica of a normal persons.

He licks his palm and grins at his sister. " Shake on it so I know you're serious ! "

“Okay, okay,” She copied his movements, gave a good lick to one of her palms, then went on to firmly grasp her brother's hand. “There, you satisfied? We have a deal.”

𓂃 ⋆. ✉    PROMPT:  UNPROMPTED, feat. @soughtserenity    .ᐟ

♡ sabrina carpenter for the vma's 2023

" show me this rule book. QUICKLY! You can't cause it doesn't exist ! But you know what I'll give a chance to make it up to me ? If you do my laundry. " All his musty ass socks and everything

“Ermmmm... Alright! Alright. So there's no rule book, but you're still not allowed to get me back, becauseeeee... well, because I said so.”

“Your... laundry?” GAG! Who knows what's growing in there! “Eugh, fine! I'll do your laundry, better yours than Dad's.”

𓂃 ⋆. ✉    PROMPT:  UNPROMPTED, feat. @soughtserenity    .ᐟ

i hate seeing you like this . ( sarah! 💌 )

“I think I might be like this for a while, Sarah.”  A long, long time, if she had to predict because the other, and in her opinion better, half of her was on a different plane now, somewhere he couldn't come back from, no matter how much she cried, begged, and screamed, all of which she had done her fair share of the day that it happened.

Amelia broke that day— something in her had shattered and twisted at the same time, leaving her a hollow version of herself —and she found herself broken still.

“I keep... expecting him to show up, I keep... thinking he's going to— to walk through that door.. round the corner, like he's not..”  Dead. Buried miles and miles from home. She thought it, but she couldn't make herself say it, because to say it would be to solidify it. “You know what I mean—? Like... He'd be like, 'Surprise, what's going on?' and I would be happy to see him, but I'd... want to kill him too, for scaring me like that, for.. making me feel like this—”

𓂃 ⋆. ✉    PROMPT:  THE DUSTY TOYBOX, feat. @ladykillrs    .ᐟ

“first things first, honey pot,” she raises her chin, the pogue's head held high now, “we aren't on entitlement isle, watch your tone. you don't talk to me like that—nobody talks to me like that.”

“might know somethin', might not, you don't know and you won't know 'til you show some basic fucking courtesy. instead of barking orders, try a please.”

@ameliamaybank said  —  "you seriously think i could’ve done this?"

autumn  contemplated  the  question,  mulling  over  it  for  a  pause.  “no.  you  don't  have  the  balls.”  she  concluded,  head  tilting  back  at  amelia.  “but  i  think  you  know  who  did.  and  i  want  to  know  …  or  things  are  going  to  get  very  bad  for  you."