Never push that hard.

indie semi-sel. anthony chainey from maggot boy. penned by ash. est. 06.19.17.

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life update. i'm slow with replies and on my blogs because i just started university this week again. shet. that mean, me being insanely tired from having to wake up early and go learn. i will be back in shape by the end of the week, or early next week, hopefully. love y’all ♥

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heroicbrcther:

“So what if I am over-analyzing this? Why do you think this is okay? If he’s hitting you, we gotta get you out of there. I’m sorry I put your safety above everything but for fuck’s sake, Anthony, this is me you’re talking to.”

        ❛ It’s not BAD, Davey. He --- He does LOVE me. All that is, it gets OUT OF HAND sometimes, but so do I. It’s fine. We are fine. Zeke ----- He loves me.❜  He does, RIGHT? He wanted to ask, but didn’t instead. It was NOT Davey who he should have asked that question from - And it probably would have only FUELED his best friend’s WORRY over it.

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heroicbrcther:

“Oh sure, irrational Davey. You want me to be Sherlock for a second? The cut’s too clean for a tree branch and you sound like you’re about to have a panic attack. Not irrational.” He sighed, not meaning to sound as harsh as he had. 

      ❛ You are OVER-ANALYZING the situation, and I don’t like it. There ARE tree branches that leave CLEAN cuts. ---- And I’m not PANICKING. ------- And for God’s sake it’s not THAT wrong, even if HE had something to do with it.❜  Chainey replied - HUNCHING OVER as sitting on Davey’s bed. But here we go now.

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bottlesfull:

Zeke knew he probably looked like an absolute mess, the entire bathroom was probably disgusting but Anthony’s voice instantly pulled at his heart. He actually came, he was here right next to him. Even after how shitty he was, Tony was right there.

“Anthony.. I-I.. I…” He gasped because didn’t know what to say, his throat felt like it was burning and his vision was still clouded by tears. He wanted to do something sit up, say something, tell him he loves him, anything but just lay there. This was his angel, his boyfriend who was absolutely too good for him.

He covered his eyes with his hands, unable to stop. “I-I’m so fuckin’ sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I love.. you so m-much, I-I gotta stop doin’ this, I need to get cl-clean I’m.. s-sorry.” Zeke rambled through the hiccups and sobs, trying to calm himself down but failing miserably.

He could feel his heart SINK and it being somewhere on the BATHROOM TILES next to his boyfriend. The space smelled like vomit and he wanted to ESCAPE that as SOON as he possibly could --- Yet he could NOT just leave Zeke here. And he was NOT going to, either. --- He then spoke up, and Anthony bit down on his lip. God damn it.

         ❛ Hey ---- Hey, shhh, CALM DOWN.❜  He spoke - Voice remaining SOFT and CARING - But now he moved to BEND DOWN, dark locks falling in front of his eyes, HARDENING his vision. Arms reached under the other’s body - REFUSING to care about the smell, instead HOLDING him close. There was no use in DENYING it, a piece of him LIKED these moments. What he HATED was seeing and hearing him cry --- What made them GOOD, however, was the CLOSURE they had when they would happen. Unlike when Zeke would DRINK.

           ❛ I love you too, uh --- We are --- We are GOING TO get through this, okay? WE. Not just ---- Me, or you. US, okay?❜  Anthony TRIED comforting his boyfriend - Swallowing hard as he leaned his forehead against Zeke’s. They were going to get through it. BELIEVE IT.

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heroicbrcther:

“You had an argument earlier? Chainey…” Everyone knows Zeke has a temper, he’s usually an okay guy but Davey was starting to question how nice he really was. “Did he-… god, Chainey.. did he do that?” He gestured to the cut on his cheek, slowly piecing it together.

        ❛ No! I told you he DIDN’T! ---- You know how I am, I SCRATCHED it on a tree.❜  Chainey responded, maybe TOO SWIFTLY, too PANICKY. God damn it, Anthony, you MESSED UP. Shouldn’t have MENTIONED that.

         ❛ You are --- Being IRRATIONAL again, haha ---- He WOULDN’T.❜

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necrotish:

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   Sam as busy reading on her bed – but every time she glanced up , she could see the aware making a face. Or shiver. Her motherly instincts went into overdrive before she realized why he would. It was … really cold in her bedroom.

“ – you could have just asked me for a blanket. It is kinda cold in here… ” Nose wrinkling she set her book down , tossing a few blankets over to Chainey before grabbing some of her own from her blanket pile. “ No idea why … ”

It was INSANELY cold, and in all honesty, he DOUBTED he could still feel THIS cold. There his nature is, though, BREAKING his BELIEFS into little pieces. Chainey was trying to MORE OR LESS occupy himself - Looking into MAGAZINES, or STARING----- Lazaro Palmer in the eye, for about TWO SECONDS each. Hands went up to his upper arms - RUBBING them up and down every once in a while. He really should ASK Sam for a blanket. But she seemed BUSY. Didn’t wanna INTERRUPT her. ----------

Yet in the end, Sam SPOKE and he let out the most NERVOUS laugh he ever made in probably his entire AFTER-LIFE. The aware moved to WRAP the blankets around his shoulders ---- Probably like, two, or three of them at the same time, making a BURRITO out of his seated self.

        ❛ You seemed BUSY? With... Studying, or WHATEVER you are doing. Besides, WINTER is coming. It’s GOING TO be cold from now on?❜  

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bottlesfull:

@memorydcprived  ♥’d for a starter.

It was one of those nights, the bad ones where he shook and sobbed over the toilet until it eventually lead to painful dry heaving. Anthony wasn’t home yet, probably hanging out with a friend to avoid seeing the mess he always made. When that realisation hit him he started crying harder, an absolute mess on the bathroom tiles. Even his own boyfriend probably hated him.

He had to get clean, this was getting to be too much and Zeke could tell how much Tony hated it, no matter how patient he was. Getting blackout drunk almost every weekend wasn’t exactly something a good boyfriend did. It wasn’t exactly something most good friends did.

He fell over flat on his back against the cool tile, still sobbing uselessly. What if it all ended like this? The alcohol was bound to catch up with his liver, was-. Zeke was surprised he could hear the front door open over the sounds of his own sobbing fit, but that was his Tony, somehow still wanting to come home to him.

His phone is held TIGHT in one of his hands, as with the other he is stroking the back of his baby sister. He was AWAITING a text from his boyfriend, and he couldn’t DENY the ball of ANXIETY in his stomach when it didn’t arrive for a GOOD WHILE now. Usually, by this time of the night he would get a message from Zeke about just WHERE he is, and WHEN was he coming over. Raelyn seemed to be ASLEEP, anyway. Pressing the HOME button of his phone reveals him the time --- Half past ten. ANXIETY. WORRY. Anthony had no idea which, but it OVERTOOK his systems.

Slowly, the tall teenager STOOD from next to his sister and slipped his phone back in his pocket. He didn’t PLAN on texting Zeke, he probably was BETTER off just going. Pulling his coat over his shoulders and slipping his feet into sneakers, he headed OUT into the night. His boyfriend’s place wasn’t TOO FAR anyways. He HOPED to every force out there that TONIGHT wasn’t going to be one of THOSE nights where he would end up with Davey INSTEAD - But they would actually GET ALONG. 

Stepping inside the house a familiar voice INSTANTLY hit his ears. CRYING. Oh, he KNEW that well. The ball in his stomach only GREW as he closed the door and started walking inside. Fuck.

         ❛ Zeke?❜  Anthony CALLED his name - Unable to HIDE the slight hint of FEAR in his voice. Not necessarily of his ANGER, though. More so, probably, of what he was going to SEE. It always managed to BREAK his heart in pieces to see someone he loved that way and- ---- Here we were again. Standing in the DOORWAY to the bathroom he looked at his boyfriend ---- WORRY filling his expression. Good god. A pause. Here we go. ----- And he walked inside the bathroom.

           ❛ C’mere let’s wash your face.❜  He spoke - Voice SOFT as he kneeled down BESIDE him.

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                                                      ★ indie and semi-selective

                                                           ☆ micah mcquistan

                                                 ★ from the webcomic maggot boy

                                                            ☆ as penned by ash

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i regret everything.

Pretty mess, pretty little lamb Give me a kiss, pretty mess Look at this, tell me who I am I want one kiss before she breaks down

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​❝ let’s paint pumpkins. ❞

PUMPKINS AND HALLOWEEN | Accepting | @perfectmoronism

        ❛ I don’t want to DISAPPOINT you, but they usually CARVE pumpkins, not PAINT.❜  Chainey replied with a CONFUSED expression written ALL OVER his face. In reality, he didn’t trust HIMSELF, nor MICAH with the knife that was REQUIRED to carve a pumpkin, but why would they PAINT one? What’s the MAGIC in it? That doesn’t GLOW.

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autumn/halloween sentence starters! 🍂🍁🎃

masterlist of autumn and halloween themed sentence starters! some are original, but most are collected from other posts.

​❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞

❝ did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? let me see it. ❞

❝ stay still i’m almost done with your costume. ❞

​❝ let’s paint pumpkins. ❞

❝ hurry up! we’re going to be late for the costume party! ❞

❝ help me decorate! ❞

​❝ let’s open some windows, okay? ❞

​❝ it’s starting to rain… ❞

​❝ bring a jacket! ❞

​❝ do we really need to go to a pumpkin patch? can’t we just buy one at the store? ❞

​❝ let’s go pick pumpkins! ❞

​❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞

​❝ you sound sick. are you sick? ❞

*sneeze* ​❝ sorry, allergies. ❞

​❝ wanna go out for halloween? ❞

​❝ looks like it’s time to rake the leaves… ❞

​❝ let’s go get hot chocolate then go for a walk. ❞

​❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞

❝ let’s go jump in the leaves! ❞

​❝ come in here where it’s dry! ❞

​❝ it’s dark?! already?! ❞

​❝ ooh it’s chilly out. ❞

​❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞

​❝ good morning. no, don’t get up, it’s raining, let’s stay in bed a little longer… ❞

❝ did you hear about the werewolf/vampire/witch roaming around this town on halloween night? ❞

❝ let’s go to the haunted house! oh, please, please, please, please?! ❞

❝ i don’t get scared. i’m practically fearless. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ we have to get out of here! ❞

❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞

❝ i’m not going in a graveyard. ❞

❝ what did you get? ❞

❝ want to trade candy? ❞

❝ i got a rock. ❞

❝ don’t blame me! it was your idea to come in here! ❞

❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞

❝ i just can’t wait for halloween! ❞

❝ you should totally buy that costume! ❞

❝ trick or treat! ❞

❝ happy halloween! ❞

❝ happy fall! ❞

❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞

❝ i’ll race you through the corn maze! ❞

❝ that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks. ❞

❝ aww come on! it was a prank! ❞

❝ please, please, PLEASE no scary movie marathon! ❞

❝ that wasn’t funny! ❞

❝ i keep tripping over my costume. ❞

❝ i’m not sure we should go down that street. ❞

❝ no fair! your costume is getting you more candy. ❞

❝ faster! we need to get to all of the houses! ❞

❝ forget being ‘too old’ to trick or treat. i’m doing this forever! ❞

❝ i don’t like these woods. ❞

❝ i just saw something! ❞

❝ look at that intestine cake! ❞

❝ i’m a real vampire. ❞

❝ do you think stuff really happens on halloween? like..supernatural stuff. ❞

❝ i made us matching costumes! ❞

❝ i think i just saw something move outside your window…is someone watching us? ❞

❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞

❝ did you hear there’s a masquerade ball this halloween? let’s go! ❞

❝ you shouldn’t go out there! ❞

❝ s-scared? me? i’m not..scared. ❞

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heroicbrcther:

“I wouldn’t have minded even if you had woken me up, you’re the only person who can get away with that. And I’m not gonna fail literature. History maybe but that’s a story for another time.” He frowned as Chainey continued, concern only growing when the other refused to meet his eyes. Davey sat up, moving so his back leaned against the wall. 

He sighed, “Look man, I’ve got no right to talk about relationships but that doesn’t sound.. good. He wants to have fun, okay. But without you? You’re clearly not busy, considering you came here…”

        ❛ I ---- I WAS. I was FEEDING and PUTTING Raelyn to bed cause mom was working LATE again. I didn’t know how LONG it would take, so I told him to LEAVE without me.❜  It wasn’t even a LIE. He did put Raelyn to bed ----- Around NINE, before he LEFT to Zeke’s place. More scratching of the back of his head followed, his brows FURROWED.

          ❛ You have a RIGHT to have an OPINION. You are by my BEST FRIEND after all, but --- It’s not like it’s a BIG ISSUE that Zeke goes out WITHOUT me. We had an ARGUMENT earlier and I wasn’t all for DRINKING tonight, anyways. -------- I just --- Would rather NOT talk about him now?❜

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shoutout to @perfectmoronism for redoing all my mobile navis. such a babe ♥

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@perfectmoronism: MICAH CAN PLAY THE KAZOO me:

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heroicbrcther:

Davey had almost forgotten about the work he’d been doing before, looking over at his desk and shrugging. “Luckily for you, I finished up the last of it before you showed up.” He moved to lay back on his bed, blue eyes wandering from the ceiling to his best friend. “I’ve got a question, when is he not out partying and leaving you alone?”

       ❛ At least I didn’t wake you up or anything ----- That’s good, right? ---- And you got to finish it, too. Wouldn’t be practical if you failed history, or literature for that matter.❜  He replied, a little awkward, a little giggly. He was a god damn mess. His hand moved to scratch the back of his head with the question, eyes moving from Davey to somewhere on his wardrobe. Around the room. Anything he could look at that wasn’t Davey, or his eyes for that matter.

        ❛ There are a lot of times. It happens like, three, or four times a week. And sometimes I go with him, too. So it’s not like, we are not together, or anything. We spend---- A lot of time together. He just wants to have --- Fun tonight. And I was busy. That’s it.❜  Sure. Sure is.

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heroicbrcther:

“At least it’s not bleeding anymore.” He was suspicious, especially considering how clean the cut was. It didn’t look like a tree branch, he’d gotten scrapped by one plently of times, but he’d take his word for now. 

Davey moved to sit on his bed, gesturing for Chainey to join him. “So, what’s got you running in the dark over here at 3 AM?” He kept his voice down, still worried about waking up any of his family. It’s not like it’d be much of a problem if he did, but they wouldn’t exactly be happy.

         ❛ Yeah, it actually STOPPED pretty QUICKLY, since it was --- Just a tiny cut. Nothing to WORRY about.❜  Chainey replied with a SMILE that was just WEAK and MISERABLE. He absolutely HATED having to lie to Davey, but it was the ONLY way to prevent him getting WORRIED, or MAD. His legs moved HESITANTLY to join him on the bed, but ended up sitting down, a leg pulled up under the other.

            ❛ Well, uh. Zeke is OUT partying somewhere, and I left my keys INSIDE, so I told him to LET ME IN, right? But he isn’t home. And I didn’t wanna go back HOME, cause mom would ask QUESTIONS, and Raelyn would wake up. So I came to you instead. KNEW you were awake, you told me about finishing those ESSAYS. ------------- Did you? Or should I HELP?❜