mo miller.

❝ you get what you came for, what you stayed for -- i only know how to satisfy your 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 & this is what you c r a v e . ❞

[mcmillers]

enzqs:

‘ I highly doubt some knockoff Chinese food is the stuff of gods… And that’s disgusting. ’

     “ i’m tellin’ you dude, you’re not eating the right chinese food ! it’s not all knockoff. sure, the places ‘round here ? HORRIBLE. but there’s this hole-in-the-wall place back in cali that’s to die f ------ not that i’ve ever been there. i’ve just heard about it. from a friend. ”

[mcmillers]

rredm:

      “i’ve dealt with ENOUGH already. i don’t think i should have to deal with spirits and annoying older brothers too!”

     “ you don’t have to deal with spirits, little bro, ‘cause they’re not REAL. me, however ? i’m here to stay. at least i’m not givin’ you noogies or whatever. you’re lucky. ”

[mcmillers]

valeriics:

valerie knew she wasn’t a favorite in the house; she didn’t share any interests with her new family and rarely thought before she spoke, though this lack of partiality didn’t deter the girl from continuing her ways. “ it’s a department store, and no, not like dillard’s or macy’s. a hand bag in barney’s probably costs as much as our refrigerator, if not more. i used to have a closet full of them, now? i can feel the thread count in my shirt. ”

     “ oh, oh yeah, i’ve heard of that. my mom --- my mom liked that store. ” mo swallowed, looking anywhere but at the girl. it was a slip of the tongue, bringing up his mom, and he tried to just glaze over it. “ get used to living in the lower class, sis. we’ve got bigger problems than scratchy sweaters and eggos. any minute someone from the old life could find us and just -- ” timothy picked up a slice of orange and squeezed it a little so the juice squirted out in a shower of citrus. “ snap our fucking necks. ”

[mcmillers]

thvause:

               ❛ You enjoy the first ten or so, then you feel absolutely disgusting. But you’ve got a plate full of them, and you don’t want to be that person. So you cram the rest down, praying you can waddle home before your coma. That’s why I’m ordering a cup of coffee too - to stay healthy.  ❜

     “ right, because coffee’s any better than fries. you plannin’ on havin’ early onset heart palpitations ? or are you hoping the caffeine dope-up will kill you first ? ”

[mcmillers]

abigcilx:

                “ oh i’m not funny —– i’ll openly admit to that, i’m way too much of a drama queen in order to have the characteristic of funny, but i do have style. strict name brand clothing or nothing for me. ”

    “ what, you have to be dramatic to be funny ? i don’t think those traits correlate. -- style isn’t directly related to name brands ! someone can be stylish without having money. ”

[mcmillers]

tmillcr:

‘’ if this is what a grown person looks like then maybe i’d prefer to not grow up anymore; i don’t see anything very INTERESTING. ‘’ terra smirked up at the other, keeping her eyes on his the whole time. 

     “ it’s alright, you don’t have to lie, ter-bear. in this house, we’re safe. i know what i n t e r e s t s you. ” mo arched an eyebrow, staring down the younger woman with a playful but dark smile. he pulled out of her space though, giving her access to the sink and putting his hands up in surrender. “ but i digress. brush your teeth. shop. hang with friends. continue to walk into the bathroom while i’m showering. i don’t care. ”

[eriicmatthews]

[blancapadlla]

[laurbyboom]

a man shooting a nerf gun at his light switch from the bed, missing every shot, and going to sleep with the lights on

[juliastiles]

[zoeswade]

[phoebejays]

[mcmillers]

hxlenamiller:

Helena ROLLED her eyes at his hesitation, before remembering that was a very un-mom-like thing to do. “ Don’t call your sisters names SWEETIE. ”

     “ and don’t call me sweetie, mother. ” step one to a convincing family; maybe don’t be a prick. mo couldn’t help it -- it was in his blood. besides, it’s not like this woman was his real mom, he didn’t have to respect her. mo glared at the woman before him, any previous semblance of dutiful son thrown out the window.

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rredm:

      “ghost stories that are most DEFINETLY true. next thing you know one of us is being murdered by a spirit who is looking for revenge on this PLACE,  not US.”

     “ ---- you seriously believe in this CRAP they’re sellin’ us ? i thought you were smarter than that, rainbow. ”

[mcmillers]

tmillcr:

‘’ it’s not my fault you’re an old man but i am able to get a part time job if necessary! —— — i look nothing like a twelve year old, have you seen twelve year olds? i’m a grown woman thank you very much. ‘’

     mo stepped forward into terra’s space, looking down his nose at her. it was a mere two or three inch height difference, but he grinned wolfishly all the same. “ this, ” he started, waving his hands up and down his own body “ is what a GROWN PERSON looks like. keep playing dress up, terra. some day you’ll fit into those big girl clothes. ”

[mcmillers]

valeriics:

valerie didn’t appreciate his sarcasm and rolled her eyes in response, cutting her waffle into bitesized pieces before forking one into her mouth. there were hardly any upsides to being taken away from a luxurious life in manhattan and dropped in the middle of snoozeville; all of her friends back home couldn’t keep contact with her, all credit cards had been frozen, and her over all presence as her former self had been wiped straight off the face of the planet. “ population 8,379, and zero of them have any taste whatsoever. they think that BARNEY’S is just a giant purple dinosaur. ”

     mo snorted. so valerie was very blatantly materialistic -- somehow, he’d grown kind of FOND of it. kind of. some of the shit she said still caught him off guard, left him slack-jawed at the sheer dumbness of his new sister. he took another slice of orange into his mouth, again not waiting to finish swallowing before talking. nasty habit. “ is it a bad time to say i don’t know what -- or WHO -- barney is either ? ”

[mcmillers]

thvause:

        ❛ Haven’t you ever heard of not all diners are greasy? The movement is sweeping the nation. I think fries and coffee are all I’m going to order, so I don’t stumble home with grease slathered all over my face. ❜

     “ fries are hands down the GREASIEST food to order from a diner. soaked in oil, fryed up... it’s like drinking grease. i mean, they taste heavenly, and i’ll still order myself some, but really. heart attack in a side dish. ”