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elikane:

“I did actually w-well not really lost. Just with this older lady and I can’t find them.”

“What’s she look like?”

#c #eli

chloexmoon:

“I’m sorry –what was that? Did you say you want me closer? But of course! As close as you want.”

“You’re a piece of work. Sure you’re not wasted yet? I think you’re faking. Walk in a straight line.”

#c #chloe

maisiestclair:

“Shut up, drama queen.” She put her hands on her hips and laughed. “Why you ‘keep me around’? I’ll try not to be offended by that.”

“Just keep those ninja chopping hands to yourself, I don’t want to end up sporting a sling.” He chuckled. “You should feel special. Alright, run along now. Can’t be seen in public with you for long.”

#c #maisie

finnxparker:

“Stop lying to me.” He took the joint out from between Johann’s fingers. “What are you doing, Jojo?” he asked, his voice full of concern and anxiety. “What’s going on?”

“What the fuck Finn, give it back!” He demanded, but made no effort to swipe the joint back. “Eh, you know what, keep it.” Shrugging, he sat back and stretched his legs contentedly. “Nothing’s going on man. I’m just living life and all that good stuff.”

#finn #c #tw drugs

johannparker

The Fighter {Johann & Darby}

johannparker

darbycollingwoods:

Darby furrowed her brows. He was drunk, clearly. She could smell the alcohol wafting from his being. Something seemed really wrong and even though she could sense the strong vibes he gave off that said: Go Away, Darby turned and sat on the ground with her back against the bench’s seat instead. She pulled the water bottle she had in her apron pocket and set it on the ground beside her. That cough must have made Johann thirsty. Maybe he’d want some.

She sighed quietly and with a tone much weaker than she intended, she stuttered, “Y-you, um, aren’t going to get me to leave that easily…” Johann had done more for her than anyone she knew - except maybe his brother, who she understands was with him through a lot of it. Darby cared deeply about them both, especially Johann, and no one gets wasted and sleeps on a bench in a park for no reason.

Patiently, Darby sat and watched the sun rise slowly higher. She technically wasn’t supposed to work for another hour and a half anyway.

Johann could literally still feel her presence. For a while he was content with angrily glaring at the shadow that Darby cast on the back of the bench. One Mississippi- two Mississippi, three-- oh what the hell! Huffing, he gave up counting how long she intended to stay put. Turning around to face the front of the bench again, Johann carefully sat up. It felt as if his entire body was dismantled by his activities the night before. Although he couldn’t remember what he did exactly, that didn’t stop his head, limbs and the like from protesting the uncomfortable position that Johann had forced himself to endure. He couldn’t go home. It was clouded with memories that he wanted to avoid for the rest of his life.

“What?” The bitter edge that accompanied his address to Darby wasn’t directed at her. Squinting at the sunlight, his gaze fell to the bottle that stood at her feet. Of course she had to have water, Johann observed. He was more annoyed at the fact that he was dying for his thirst to be quenched rather than having to ask her for the bottle. “Sorry.” He mumbled in an attempt to amend his tone, although the gravelly sound to his voice didn’t help much. “Can,” he paused mid-sentence, assessing his word choice. Or should it be May? I should have paid attention in English. Oh well. Johann internally shrugged off his thoughts. “Can I have some?” He asked, his chin slowly gesturing to the bottle.

#darby #p: the fighter

nataliasart:

“Jo… I couldn’t imagine my life without you or you being any different. You make me sassy and confident. I know things are so hard right now, but it’s going to get better.”

“Sure you could. Don’t lie. You were getting along fine before I came into the picture. Yeah...sure it will.”

#c #natalia #woo its behaving~

ellewellyn:

“How have you not heard that? It’s like tripping balls… without the shrooms.” After letting out a sigh and shrugging her shoulders, Eleanor sat down. “Okay, what else am I missing on this intellectual journey? I’m going to need a little more before reevaluating my current sobriety.”

"I live under a rock. I’m fucking Patrick Star.” He chortled. Sitting up, Johann set his beer down, his arms folding atop the table. “First of all, who on earth reevaluates their sobriety? Just jump in. Don’t you trust me. I’m very trustworthy. I’m the good twin-- Finn.” Snickering, he shook his head. “That rhymed.”

#eleanor #c

agirlwithsevenloadedpens

“I was doin’ alright, thought I could make it, Then I see your face and it’s hard to fake it.”

#inner self

nataliasart:

“I’ll see if I can convince her to come. Why do you wish you were different, Johann? What’s wrong?”

“Everything’s wrong?” He shrugged. “Well, because,-- I don’t know alright. Things would be better for everyone.”

#c #natalia #my internet is being weird. no gifs. sorreh~

olliemollysdad-deactivated20160

Unlikely meeting. Johann and Addison

johannparker

itsinmyheadlove:

Addy smiled. “Ah, so you are getting married. Fantastic.” She said as she was beginning to move through the store. “The bride isn’t around here is she?” She asked as she began to pull out a few things. “Do you guys have a date set?” She asked as she set the small sample in front of him. “I’m sorrry I didn’t catch your name.” She said smiling at him.

“What? No!” He chuckled, shaking his head int he negative. “Not a chance in hell!” Snorting lightly, Johann shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket. “My brother’s the one I’m getting all this junk for.” Johann explained, his gaze surveying what she placed on the counter. “The wedding’s tonight, and, I’m Johann.”

#p: unlikely meeting #addison

maxthieriot

#scrapbook;#{ queued }

olliemollysdad-deactivated20160

Unlikely meeting. Johann and Addison

johannparker

The shop had been busy. So much so that she had forgotten to eat. She was in the back cleaning up getting ready to close up the shop for a few minutes to grab some food. But she heard the bell up front and needed to handle whoever it was. She straightened up her shirt and her hair.

“Hello welcome to Priceless Florals. My name is Addison. Is there anything in particular I can help you with?” She said, smiling at the new customer in the store.

johannparker

“Hey...” Addison? Johann’s eyes narrowed at the blonde before him. Now why did that name seem to ring a bell in the back of his mind. Shrugging it off, he randomly gestured to floral arrangements nearest to where they stood. “I’d like to get a small bridal bouquet if possible,” he added the latter knowing how short notice this was. “And I’ll also need to get lapel uh...hold on.” He frowned, trying to recall the correct name of the item that Finn requested. Retrieving his phone from his pocket, he searched for the text in question. “Here we go, boutonnières and lapel corsages.”

#bruh sorry dis be so late #addison #p: unlikely meeting