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pastchased‌:

❛ right , silly me for thinkin’ you could ever be a decent person . whatever was i thinkin’ . . ? ❜

‘ yer th’ fool who tru’thted me. you only have yer’thelf t’ blame, buddy. ’

#pastchased #* ∘ .· . ° ·. ◜ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬. in character ◞ ✩

doublestriped‌:

every time she had the opportunity , whenever slaughter race went down for maintenance , or when the game servers were especially quiet , vanellope would venture out into the web to do some exploring . it’s a huge place , or so she’s been told ! & since it’s her home now , she wants to see every corner of it . so far , she’s yet to be disappointed by her findings . the internet is just so cool !

she’s not sure how she found herself in this area , but vanellope always has been very good at making her way into places that would normally be hidden , places that would make for a good hiding spot . she’d just been about to make herself known to this new person she’s found , until they stood on her foot — & she suddenly glitches a few feet backwards in surprise .

‘ ‘ey , watch it , old timer ! i was jus’ lookin’ around - uh . . ’ she freezes once the guy spins round & she gets a good look at his face ; king candy ? no , he died . . she’s sure he died . there was no trace of him after he flew into that volcano . & the whole cybug thing . . sheesh , it hurts her head to think about & she struggles to suppress a glitch out of sheer anxiousness of seeing such an unwelcome face . she flickers blue once or twice as her thoughts race , bundles of ones & zero’s — the lisp & everything . she doesn’t like it . but she KNOWS turbo died ! so this has to be a different one . . she’s SURE of it .

‘ . . hi - ? ’

‘ that’th real cla’thy o’ ya,thi’th ! you alwayth hole up in thomeone’th hou’th like that? ’

of all character’s he had to bump into was her. the glitching gave it away. he swallows, exhaling to keep calm. if she let word out he was the real turbo, he’d be back at square one. he was enjoying his new life way too much to lose it all AGAIN. but seeing he reaction, the way she spoke to him like she didn’t realize who he was — either she didn’t recognize him or she must think he’s another character. he couldn’t exactly switch out of his guise of king candy ( his own punishment for playing around with coding ).

but he could use this to his advantage. she doesn’t have to know who he is. as long as he doesn’t slip up, then things will go smoothly. turbo squatted down, picking up the tools that splayed across the ground. maybe he could get to know her all over again. but did he want to force himself down the path of pain again. especially knowing —

‘ ya didn’t go looking through my thing’th didja ? ’ slight panic lined his voice as he shoves the box with his foot in a corner. despite it being a little ‘run down’ he managed to keep cozy space as neat as possible. just so he’d know if his things were moved around. he just didn’t want her finding that PRECIOUS PHOTO that he always keeps . . . cherishes. he turned his body fully to her, tapping his fingers together, looking around his room. ‘ whatever yer tryin’ t’ find, it ain’t here, kid. th’orry. ’

#* ∘ .· . ° ·. ◜ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬. in character ◞ ✩#doublestriped #i missed them too

@doublestriped //

𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 he could call home. a place where he wouldn’t be feared or ostracized. talk of him game hopping floated around every now and then but he’d play it off as if he’s another turbo from a different game shack. the internet. he’s browsed many site but there was one where people enjoyed him as a character. they made lore, most of which were spot on about him. he’s frequent the main area, wandering around. his main hideout was in the ‘slums’ area. mostly because it was secluded and no one would be able to find it unless they looked carefully.

he’s heard rumors floating around that his . . . family were here. it was probably his paranoia getting to him. he just didn’t want to wake up one day and bump into them. he knows they’ll string him up and kill him. they can’t find him down here.

no one can find his hideout. turbo struggled to pull in a box filled with random parts for cars. he stepped back and then jerked himself forward. did he just step on someone’s foot ?

‘ whoever’th behind me, ya wanna move? ’

he dropped the box in shock, realizing he stepped on someone’s foot ! he whirled around on his feet, ‘ how’d you get in here ?! i made sure t’ make it th’tranger proof! ’

#doublestriped #only you can make me write so much

“ you are literally crazy . ”

courte’thy o’ my th’iblins!

“ don’t give me that look !! ” [[ fclsusrex

NO !! maybe if ya quit actin’ like a fool, i wouldn’t have to give you this look ‘m wearing right now!

“ can you not be chaotic for five minutes ?? ”

impossible. how can i possibly survive trying to be... good.

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𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎'𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 ! it’s kels , returning after a little break with her independent & selective 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐙 . ( previously known as 𝐏𝐈𝐈𝐗𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐂 , 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 && the same url as above . ) i’ve no idea who’s active anymore , so maybe give a 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 / 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 to spread the word && i’ll check out your blog ? thanks !

my rules are here ! <3

#GO FOLLOW MY WIFE

promptfairy

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐆 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

always be kind to animals. ♡

“ you live your entire life chasing after attention & food . ” “ how could you betray me like this ?? after all i’ve done for you . ” “ i would chop off my left arm for you . ” “ there are things in life that matter more than food . ” “ can you not be chaotic for five minutes ?? ” “ you are literally crazy . ” “ you’re lucky you’re cute . ” “ instead of a bladder of steel , you have a bladder of fucking paper . ” “ don’t give me that look !! ” “ stop looking at me with those big ol’ eyes . ” “ do you really have to stare at me while i’m changing ?? ” “ at least someone around here is happy to see me . ” “ it’s rude to lick someone without permission . ” “ one of these days , you’re gonna give me a fucking heart attack . ” “ your brain is probably smaller than my fist . i love you . ” “ every time i see you i suddenly remember that life is worth living . ” “ your little baby sneeze just cured my depression . ” “ you are my only source of serotonin at this point . ” “ see , you know you’re cute . that’s the problem . you’re too powerful . ” “ i trust that you would bite the ankles of my enemies . ” “ i know you don’t like being picked up , but you are so small . you don’t have rights . ” “ what ?? no ‘ bless you ? ’ i’ll remember that . ” “ you’re being too quiet … what have you done ? ” “ it’s amazing how you make everything 100 times better just by existing . ” “ i love you more than anyone has ever loved anything in this entire world . ” “ i am starting to think you might be gay . ” “ if anyone is ever mean to you , i will break all of their fingers individually . ”

ugg - leeee

take’th one t’ know one.

#turbo ur s'posed to deny the ugly part #i missed my dumbass

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candytastic‌:

“Don’t worry your little head off,” Cadyn said. “Just those damn collectors again.” He shoved her toward the back door. “Let’s use the back door. Ryan might come down and see us.”

Goddamn Valerie and her millions of questions. He gently shoved her outside and shut the door behind him. He knows she’s bound to ask eventually but he couldn’t let her know about her mother.

“We should take the bus today,” he said. “And pull your hood over your head, don’t look up and don’t talk for a while!”

He said pulling his own hood over his head. Hus phone buzzed, the same number from before calling him. Clarissa, stop calling me! He thought. He shut off his phone. “Let’s go!”

‘ what ? wh.. ’

valerie couldn’t help but be worried now, looking at her father in confusion and concern for a moment before pulling up her hood like she was told. it was a lot easier said than done for valerie to not ask questions though. she was always so talkative - silence was just too awkward.

‘ are you in trouble or somethin’ ? ’ why did they have to have their hoods up ? why were they taking the bus ? so many questions that were going through her head but were never asked.

‘ …dad ? ’

candytastic-blog

"Y-yeah," he lied. "I just wanna be away from the house for a while. They're gonna send someone over and I don't want you to be scared."

It was like they were in a game or something, how he pressed his back to the house and slowly crept along the wall. When he saw the car again, he squat down dragging Valerie with him.

"Shit..." he mumbled. "You know how to hop the fence, right?"

#lmao thats fine bb #mobile response #doublestriped

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candytastic‌:

“Can you stop being difficult, Cade?”

“are you serious?” Cadyn grumbled. “And don’t call me that. What car are you driving?”

“White 2006 Honda, the doors are black. Don’t ask.”

Cadyn drew the curtain slightly and watched the car coincidentally roll by. They gotta go through the back door.

“Don’t call my number again.” Cadyn hung up the phone and turned to Valerie.

A rainbow assortment of clothing covered her. He was ever sorry for having being wrapped around her finger when shopping. Then he looked at her bag.

“What do you have in there? Bag check!” There was no way he was going to let her walk out of the house with any of her game systems after the last incident. He zipped open her suspiciously square shaped bag. Wonderful.

“Put this back in your room!” He pointed at her ps4. “Do you remember what happened to your fucking Nintendo thing when you took it to his place the last time?” He stayed silent before a smile appears on his face. “Do it and I’ll take you to the downtown MC Donald’s!”

It was far away from the house, Ryan and stupid Clarissa. Plus if Valerie found out Cadyn lied to her she might tell Spencer and he’d use ANYTHING to call child services again.

‘ seriously ? but spence only has an xbox 360 and like, two games ! ’ valerie rolled her eyes with a groan, ‘ the most BORIN’ games, by the way. like, who plays mario tennis ? who thought of that ! ’

she sighed, at least there was the promise of mcdonalds which she was always happy with, and mumbled an ‘ okayyyyy ’ before running off back upstairs with her bag. besides, valerie kinda knew it might get broken - she dropped her nintendo DS last time she went to visit - and didn’t want that to happen again.

within a few minutes she was back downstairs, her bag significantly lighter and didn’t even trip on her way down ! that’s a first - her playstation replaced with her pencil case filled with crayons instead. that’s more sensible to take, right ?

‘ who was that on the phone ? and why can’t they call you anymore ? did they do somethin’ ? did YOU do somethin’ ? ’ a small laugh at her own comment, questions fired a million miles a minute, ‘ what did you do ? ’

candytastic-blog

"Don't worry your little head off," Cadyn said. "Just those damn collectors again." He shoved her toward the back door. "Let's use the back door. Ryan might come down and see us."

Goddamn Valerie and her millions of questions. He gently shoved her outside and shut the door behind him. He knows she's bound to ask eventually but he couldn't let her know about her mother.

"We should take the bus today," he said. "And pull your hood over your head, don't look up and don't talk for a while!"

He said pulling his own hood over his head. Hus phone buzzed, the same number from before calling him. Clarissa, stop calling me! He thought. He shut off his phone. "Let's go!"

#long post #mobile response #doublestriped

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candytastic‌:

* . @doublestriped » FAMILY AU

cadyn checked his watch, grumbling under his breath. i’ll be a minute, he mockingly thought in his head. it’s been an hour and he’s still sitting on the stairs waiting for her to get ready so he could take her to spencer’s house. of all places why there? he wouldn’t have cared if spencer wasn’t hounding him to hurry up or he’d be there. if he saw the amount of dishes in the sink, spoiled food on the table and everything in disarray, cadyn knows he’d go as far as to call social services on him.

‘ —— JESUS CHRIST, valerie penelope king hurry the fuck up and get your ass down here! spencer is planning to come here! do you wanna now what would happen if that happens if you're not here in the next five seconds? ‘

he loses the one thing he cherishes most. cadyn slams his hand impatiently on the stairs listening to valerie’s footsteps over his head. at least he knows she’s alive. his phone rings and he answers angrily. ‘ i said no, you’re not coming to my house! and don’t bring nathan! ‘

‘ not sure who that’s for but i don’t even remember where you live… ‘

cadyn froze. that soft spoken voice, the sweet tone —— valerie’s mother. clarrisa warden, a girl he met in high school and fell in love with. that love created valerie … he tries not to be angry. after all these years she finally returns his call. after abandoning them both.

‘ how did you get my number, clarissa? ‘

‘ it doesn’t matter. cadyn, i want to see valerie. ‘

‘ no. fuck off. ‘

‘ court order. look, i know we… i know i left you but you know why i did it. don’t act like you weren’t the reason. anyway, i’m driving in your neighbourhood. at least i think it is. just tell me the house number. ‘

‘ —— valerie if i have to call you again, i’m just gonna take you without your bags! you’re only going for one night for fuck sakes! —— sorry, i’m taking her to my brother’s house. ‘

oh. he’s shouting again. of course he was - she’d been messing around, trying to waste as much time as possible so she wouldn’t have to go to her uncles house. valerie loved all her uncles and spending time with them, but staying at their houses was always quite boring, and she didn’t like being away from home overnight. couldn’t they just go to mcdonalds or something ?

she supposed she’d wasted enough time. there was no getting out of it anyway - she hadn’t been to her uncles house in ages, and she knew spencer didn’t like her being home all the time.

‘ COMING ! ’

after a few more minutes, valerie finally shut her bedroom door behind her and ran down the stairs, nearly tripping over as she did - she underestimated how difficult her bag was to carry. just the basics, pyjamas, a change of clothes, toothbrush, her playstation 4 and it’s controllers. everything she needed !

‘ who’s that ? is it uncle nathan or somethin’ ? whoever it is, can ya tell ‘em i said h -

ACK ! ’

she nearly dropped her bag, clutching onto the handles before the bag hit the ground as if her life depended on it - valerie sheepishly grinned at cadyn and awkwardly slung it back over her shoulder.

candytastic-blog

"Can you stop being difficult, Cade?"

"are you serious?" Cadyn grumbled. "And don't call me that. What car are you driving?"

"White 2006 Honda, the doors are black. Don't ask."

Cadyn drew the curtain slightly and watched the car coincidentally roll by. They gotta go through the back door.

"Don't call my number again." Cadyn hung up the phone and turned to Valerie.

A rainbow assortment of clothing covered her. He was ever sorry for having being wrapped around her finger when shopping. Then he looked at her bag.

"What do you have in there? Bag check!" There was no way he was going to let her walk out of the house with any of her game systems after the last incident. He zipped open her suspiciously square shaped bag. Wonderful.

"Put this back in your room!" He pointed at her ps4. "Do you remember what happened to your fucking Nintendo thing when you took it to his place the last time?" He stayed silent before a smile appears on his face. "Do it and I'll take you to the downtown MC Donald's!"

It was far away from the house, Ryan and stupid Clarissa. Plus if Valerie found out Cadyn lied to her she might tell Spencer and he'd use ANYTHING to call child services again.

#long post #no cut //#mobile response