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August Forest. 17. Junior. Local DUMBASS knew what he was getting into and did it anyways. PATHETIC nerd boy that manages to be anxious even though NOTHING is wrong.

[pcranoiid]

itssawyerscott‌:

God this guy was so incredibly adorable, she just wanted to eat him up to be honest, he was a total sweetheart in the most sinciere way, that was for sure.

“Yes, you’d be doing me a favor to be honest, mom is on a business trip and dad works all day, so I’m pretty much home alone and bored…and I like sowing…and i just always need new projects and i find the best way to make things is by personalize them…so.. yeah, you’d be doing me a favor” She tried to explain…why was she explaining herself? She looked out the door again, foguring they better show up for class sooner then later” shall we give it a try?” she asked, motioning her head towards the hall”I’m ready if you are” She said before taking his hand….

            “OH! So we would be... a--- alone... that’s... fantastic ”. Was he nervous? I mean DUH, obviously!! The last time he was alone with a girl was when his Aunt Gertrude needed a sponge bath after her surgery and he was the only family member suspiciously available. His heartbeat sent some blood up to his cheeks, but he kept the stretched smile on his face after the invitation that sounded ABSOLUTELY ONEIRIC.

              BUT WHEN SHE GRABBED HER HAND... DEAR GOD!! He couldn’t even startle, because he paralyzed in the scene ----god, were girls always this soft??----  “ Y--- yeah, let’s... let’s go out... ”, he muttered with brown eyes stuck on their hands.

         August was in a fairly good mood the rest of the day, not everyday you got your ass saved by a nice pretty girl who also INVITED YOU TO HANG OUT, take that social suicide of math club!               THE BELL RANG.       Jocks pushed, popular girls rolled his eyes at him and teachers rushed about before he could hold them back with question that could wait until next day, but he didn’t mind. He grabbed the things from his locker and headed to the main entrance. 

             “ H--- hey! Sawyer! Ready to go? ”

[pcranoiid]

hxcrawford‌:

Heather was aware of a lot of things–she knew she was smarter than most people in her grade; she knew that her mother’s approval didn’t mean as much as she thought it did; she knew that one day, she’d go to an ivy league and study law and then be a fantastic lawyer; she knew she was hot; and she knew that a lot of people at this school were attracted to her.

So when she saw August through the cracks of the books–and in the absence of the books he had knocked over–she smirked, thinking about what was coming next before going back to reading the book in her hand. Catcher in the Rye. Classic, of course. And one of Heather’s favorites.

Hearing him speak, Heather looked up and smiled, tilting her head. “Don’t libraries sort using the Dewy Decimal System?” she asked him, marking the spot in the book where she had stopped and closing it.

             “ They... uh... ”, August lost himself in Heather’s appearance and wow, was that shirt new? It looked amazing on her and... and what about the perfume?! It was luring him in with its expensive smell and he was living for it. August cracked up a little DREAMY smile as she spoke back. Her voice was so soft, he could close her eyes and let it drift him to sleep.

                      HONESTLY, HE PROBABLY WENT SILENT FOR 6 SOLID SECONDS WITH A STUPID EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE.

               “ THEY DO! ”, he suddenly yelled, trying to go back to the topic, “ but... they have been  moving some... some shelves to repair the walls and repaint some other... other stuff ”, he commented crossing his arms, still smiling. “And I spend so much time here, ----not like I don’t do anything else---- but if you ever need help I am... up for grabs... TO--- TO HELP!...  yeah ”.

[kenncdyj-blog]

it never rains. why tonight? why tonight? she finally rounded the corner to her street, and began to walk towards her house. her eyes squinted ever so slightly, as she tried to peer at her house through the rain. none of the lights were on, and she silently cursed at herself. it always seemed to work out like this-she goes out for a night of work and nobody is home. with no keys, she didn’t really know how she was going to make it inside. her feet splashed through a few puddles as she walked down the driveway and plopped down to sit on the front steps of her house. she tried her best to ignore the inevitable - her dad was probably at the hospital again. kennedy pulled her knees to her chest and let out a sigh. what to do now?

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[pcranoiid]

                His shift at the drive-in was over and he was... pulverized. WHY, OH WHY he kept on covering his peers when they wanted to sneak out to parties and fuck? He was never invited, he was never ever taken into consideration for anything, but... considering a couple of people had disappeared from the drive-in and then popped out death in LA made him feel guilty. VERY. So probably, even if his coworkers where jackasses, he’d rather have them ruining someone’s life than having them DEAD.

                  So now he was coming back, dragging his feet across the muddy ground because OF COURSE IT RAINED. August fiddled with his house keys, when they slipped and fell on a muddy puddle.    “ Aargh! Are you f--- kidding me?! ”, nope, he rarely swore. It was in this little misadventure of his, when he noticed his neighbor outside under the pouring rain.  August was good person, a nervous and secretive one, BUT ULTIMATELY GOOD.   Still, he hesitated on his feet whether or not to approach her, she probably already suspected weird things about her family to go and make it worse, but.... Oh, darn it!

     “ -----Hey... Hey, Kennedy! ”, he greeted her, hugging himself with his sweater completely wet over his body. “ You’re uuh... trapped outside? You are... uh... you will get sick, is there any... way I could ---I don’t know--- help? Do you wanna... ”   ---DON’T SAY IT KID---  “ come in or something? ”.   JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.

[pcranoiid]

                                   “ HOLY SHIT! ”

                                                NOPE. NOPE. NOPE.

                                                              ABORT!

August walked back so fast that he bumped against the bookshelf behind him, causing some books to drop on top of him. “ Argh! ”, he grunted as he crouched to avoid some of the shame and to shrink from all the ‘shhh!’ that were thrown at him by the obnoxious nerds ( not like him! He was a cool nerd, okay? ).

As he stood up slowly, he watched, through the hole of the book he just had grabbed that the one and only   ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  HEATHER CRAWFORD   *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ seemed to be looking for a book as well. The blood went up to his face as he covered half of his head with the book ( as if that was going to turn him invisible------ HA! ).

 “ Okay, August, this is  YOUR  moment. DON’T ruin it, just breathe and be... smooth like Jake ”.

                                      So he turns the corner and....

“ Heeey~ Hea----- !! ”, MISCALCULATION !!. August tries to lean against the corner of the bookshelf, but he didn’t realize he was a couple of inches away, causing him to stumble and almost fall down, but he recovers!   The boy clears his throat as if to start again and offers the best smile he ( thinks ) he can offer her.    “Hey, Heather! UHM... were you... were you looking for a book? Because they were--- they have been changing some things around here and the place is a mess and maybe I can... help you? ”

@hxcrawford

[pcranoiid]

itssawyerscott‌:

Her smile spread as she watched August and his subtle yet noticable reaction to her words, and even more so when he attempted at that lame joke, it was lame, but at the same time, she like dit and in fact couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh as well.”Ultra contemporary fashion line?” Another laughter escaped her lips”That’s actually a good one” As Sawyer was really into fashion, that wasn’t exactly the most appropiate thing to say, but she actually had a humor for his words,” Why? I was wondering if you wanted to hang out after shcool…I could perhaps design a new sweater for you..or something else” She then explained to him about her plans.”I also think we just might be safe to leave this bathroom now” she said and made her way back to the door, unlocking it and slowly opening it slightly, seeing no people nor motion outside, she opened the door wide up and smiled” see, we’re good, we can leave now”

“ A--- a good one? Oh! the joke... you... you meant the joke; yeah... ha-ha---- thanks ”. GOD BLESS THIS NICE GIRL. August was so used to the mean comments and mockery words that any trace of a compliment immediately showed up a reg flag, but this was Sawyer and she was cool... well--- she didn’t sit with the jocks so that was a good thing already.

His lips curl into an expressive “O” after she makes her offer; his eyes squint and he can almost feel the cold sweat on his palms. “ You want to... ”, he doesn’t even finish the phrase and immediately looks back as if MAYBE someone else entered the bathroom in that last minute, because there was NO WAY someone would want to hang out with him, specially after the little EMBARRASSING scene with the jocks and the girl’s restroom.     “ You... you want a... a new sweater---- I mean, to design a new sweater??   FOR ME?? ”, he almost yells the words, rushing his hands over his lips as his head immediately nods so fast that he looks like a rag doll.

                                               “ YES! Yes to... huh... both! the sweater thing and the ---huh---                                        bathroom thing ”.

                    HE GRINS BRIGHTLY..

[richarddmadden]

Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017) dir. Jon Watts

[rpxmusings]

when you’re falling in a forest and there’s nobody around …                                                      all you want is for somebody to find you

                 when you’re falling in a forest, and when you hit the ground …                                                                          all you need is for somebody to ꜰɪɴᴅ you

[stardustparker]

when in hawaii…

[satanistas-deactivated20220823]

freaky new girl sitting all alone in the corner of the courtyard. too flamboyant to be a walflower. too awkward to be alluring. she had an odd way about her; part beatnik, part valley girl, and part small-child-possessed-by-the-devil; dressing in a cross between stevie nicks and breakfast clubber allison reynolds; staring thoughtfully like a poet and curiously like an artist; always smelling strongly of either unique spices and wild flowers or reeking of bonfire.

but if her curious look didn’t catch anybody’s eye, it was probably the monstrosity she was crafting in her lap. legs crossed pretzel-style, she kept glancing up at someone across the yard, and then back down at a strange poppet she was weaving in their likeness. a stitchwork sculpture of waxy clay, button, cloth, twig and twine. at closer look, she seemed to be stuffing it with herbs from the antique mason jars by her side.

(IS THAT A FUCKING VOODOO DOLL?)

at too close a look, (or even so much as a glance in direction in passing,) she turned to face her voyeur, smiling kittenishly and holding out a hand to shake.

    “ bonjour, baby. i’m wendy marsden. exchange student from france.         ….kidding!  i actually just moved here from, you know, Dimension X.         but enough about me. who the fuck are you? “ 

[pcranoiid]

It had been HORRIBLY loud all day. Look, normal school already gets him on the edge, pushing him to look at the floor as he walks quickly across the halls, just praying to get to his next class without a wedgie or a new undercreative insult from the idiots of the varsity team ( any sport, all of them pick on him anyways ); BUT HEY, today he entered to this hellhole with the very loud gossip about the cheerleaders new uniform!

                        ‘I heard the skirt is TWO WHOLE centimeters shorter!’

                                                                                       IS IT... FOR REAL??

He is no genius, but honestly, he doesn’t understand what’s the big deal about a bunch of pretty girls in a very tight and suit in which everybody will get to see their... NICE and inner thighs.     Oh fuck.   August shakes hid head and tries to distract his blood going to the wrong head.

During lunchtime, his feet accidentally take him to the courtyard instead of the cafeteria, probably avoiding him the constant monkey shouting from the jocks and the jealousy hisses from the wannabes one table to the right.    There aren’t many people in there, it is still cold and it was taco day, so he didn’t expect to see anybody there.  So he is genuinely surprised when he sees a silhouette in the corner. He is going to find his own place to eat his lunch in peace, but observant eyes, get dragged to the object in her hands.

                                                   IS THAT---?!

Curious curious little black cat. That’s how you always get in trouble, sticking your nose where you shouldn’t. God bless interdimensional portals aren’t a thing, otherwise you’d be already throwing webs in Universe 616. It is too late when he realizes he has peeked too close. She speaks and he freezes.

                                             “I, uh...”.

His sight glues to the doll as he recognizes Brittany Maddison weaved in a very unsettling way. August looks up at he girl, realizing it is probably too late to run without gaining him another pair of awkward eyes.

“It’s August! I--- I mean, my name is August, not like... ‘we are in August’ because it’s clearly January, so---”, yeah just shut up already, “that’s uh... that’s... Brittany?”, he asks before chewing nervously on his lower lip. “Is Dimension X Louisiana? You... y’know... house of North America’s well trusted voodoo; you seem... AWFULLY familiar with it”. His little joke probably would have been more funny if he didn’t lack the confidence to say it, but hey, it was already out, now to wait the verdict.

[pcranoiid]

sawyerquinnhq‌:

Sawyer couldn’t help but smile a bit, flattered when he called her badass, she had never been called that before, she wasn’t really the badass kind of girl, but when the boy came running, completely terrified of his faith in Bruce’s hands, some kind of rage build up inside her  and she didn’t even think it through before spraying the guys, it was just something she had to do.”I don’t care if I’m in trouble… I can handle it, and if not, i know people who can handle it” she said and shrugged “ A new sweater you say?” Sawyer lightened up, seeing an oppertunity to create something for someone” What are you doing after school?

    OH, SMILEY GIRL.

August held to the strap of his backpack a bit tighter, digging his bitten nails into the rough fabric as he pressed his lips into a thin line. HONESTLY, he was used to quiet chuckling, mocking jocks and eye-rolling, but not smiles.    Even way less from girls.    A soft blush creeped up to his cheeks as he realized he accidentally complimented her.   ‘God, please, don’t think I’m creepy’.

                              Eyes dart up after she replies in fear of getting scolded.

                                                     But he only receives more kindness.

“Your parents are from the mob?”, he asks with the trace of a side-smile on the right corner of his lips. PATHETIC ATTEMPT OF A JOKE ( specially considering there are suspected mob families in Westmont ). “Shit, never mind”, he muttered very very quietly. August looked back at his own sweater again, a present from aunt Gertrude two Christmas(es?) ago.   “Yeah, yeah. This one is all torn. Would probably look good in an ultra-contemporary fashion line, but I look like a hobo -----( so dramatic )----- gotta get a new one”, he repeated to himself. Doe eyes looked up again at her question.

                                 “Wh--- what am I--- what am I---?”

     SNAP OUT OF IT, AUGUST!

       “A---ah! Nothing! I’m... well, I have to start Mr. Emerson’s essay, but nothing really. WHY?”

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Tom Holland in the Spider-man: Far From Home Teaser Trailer

[djoswiftie]

Peter “Sassy Pants” Parker 

[pcranoiid]

Excerpt of the Forest’s attic of secrets: A playlist for August

Waving Through a Window -- Ben Platt (Dear Evan Hansen)

“On the outside, always looking in Will I ever be more than I've always been? 'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass I'm waving through a window I try to speak, but nobody can hear So I wait around for an answer to appear While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass I'm waving through a window, oh Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me?”

August was not always the shy and anxious boy, but upon finding about his parents, he shrunk back into himself and became quiet and nervous. His self-esteem dropped to the floor and most of his old friendships ended due his incapability to communicate. He feels alone and is honestly just waiting for someone who can actually see in how much pain he is, because he is unable to say it himself.

Michael In The Bathroom -- George Salazar (Be More Chill)

“I am hanging in the bathroom at the biggest party of the fall I could stay right here or disappear and nobody'd even notice at all I'm a creeper in a bathroom cause my buddy kinda left me alone but I'd rather fake pee than stand awkwardly and pretend to check a text on my phone”.

He never was the popular guy, but he was always hanging out with someone, now, even if he sneaks into parties, nobody seems to notice and nobody seems to care. He feels so out of touch with everything and everyone that he is wondering why he is still insisting on trying to socialize.

Chasing Cars -- Sleeping At Last (Snow Patrol cover)

“If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me and just forget the world?Forget what we're told Before we get too old Show me a garden that's bursting into life”.

Soft version for soft boy. He is just looking for some peace of mind and soul, if he could he would just go away and forget about everything to live a calm and nice life. The song could also refer to a friend or a lover, whoever would like to be with him and accept him with all his fears and insecurities.

Understand -- Shawn Mendes

“But I've been on this train too long People getting off and on Praying that I don’t forget where I belong And every time I ask myself

Am I turning into someone else? I’m praying that I don’t forget just who I am I really wanna understand I just wanna understand”.

With his drastic change of personality, August feels like he is losing himself and that there is no way he can go back to his previous happy self. He barely recognizes himself in the mirror and is just looking for some certainty that the person everyone used to love is still inside somewhere.

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sawyerquinnhq‌:

“Bruce?”  She hated Bruce, she couldn’t stand bullies, picking on people was so pathetic” Just wait a sec” she said walking over to the door and picking up a can of hairspray and opening the door, spraying the hairspray in their faces” Get the hell away from here, this is the girls bathroom for fucks sake” She said as the guys emediatly backed off, caughing and rubbing their eyes as the spray started burning.She slammed the door shut again and locked it”I guess we will just wait til it’s silent outside” she said and shrugged, taking a seat on top of the sink.” are you okay?”

“NO! Wait, what are you---?!”, but his words came too late as she approached the door. Ohmygod she was dead. SO DEAD. August gasped in surprise when the girl sealed their eyes with the spray and most likely he would’ve laughed if his anxiety wasn’t on the way. The boy stayed silent, but he relaxed a little, finally making some space between him and the wall. “You are so badass”, he muttered with a little smirk, “and probably also in trouble”, August added as he dusted off his clothes, trying to recover a little of the dignity he had dropped. “Y--- yeah, yeah, I’m fine, I just...”, and he turned his back to the mirror and yes, it was ragged now, “...guess I need a new sweater now”, he sighed. “Ah, thank you for... saving my life”.

[pcranoiid]

As the scaredy-cat he usually was, August couldn’t understand where did that love for supposed abandoned houses came from in first place. Probably this obsession was tucked into the corner of his being were bravery was also sleeping or maybe he’d rather face a mighty demon instead of the bullies that knocked him down almost every day. However, now with his flashlight turned off in his hand and a backpack of things he may need, he stepped on the moaning wooden porch of the old house, completely ( and stupidly ) careless about someone seeing him.

@breakinglightiris

[pcranoiid]

sarayajackson‌:

Aya had quickly found all the good places to smoke on campus, and her favorite was the closet near the auditorium. The janitor wasn’t around as much during the school day, and the one time he caught her, he didn’t rat her out to the administration. Still, when she heard the door open, she reflexively dropped her cigarette and put it out with her foot, hoping the person hadn’t seen her. She was surprised it was a student. 

“What the fuck, I-” Before she could finish what she was saying, he was begging her to let him hide there. She sighed, then decided to get over her lost cigarette. “Who are you hiding from?” She whispered.

“Sorry, sorry, I just need to--- ohmygod, Aya! Hey--- uh... hi! Sorry, sorry...”, you said that already, idiot. August closed the door of the closet as he remained quiet and shrunk against the shelves full of soap and toilet paper. He didn’t reply right away and instead, rushed a hand over her lips as a stampede of jocks ran down the hallway yelling his name. His heart was attempting to break out of his chest, but he managed to keep his pathetic cry to himself as he held the steps get farther and farther, finally giving him the chance to breathe. “I didn’t do their math homework, so... you know... bullies”.

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jjenkinsx‌:

jake was surprised when the boy appeared in front of him, just when he was about to eat his cereal bar. “fine, buy me a soda later.” he reached out his hand to offer one of the chocolate cereal bars to the boy. "these things are so small. i eat at least ten of them and i’m still hungry.

“Y--- yeah, yeah, whatever you want, Jake...”, he started as he peeked outside and immediately hid his head again at the loud stomps of the bullies running pass the door. August sighed and melted on a nearby chair, thanking god for the little break. He looked over at the other and grabbed the cereal bar with a mute ‘thanks’ before opening the envelope. “Well, you are a big mass of muscle and... sportyness and popularity. Gotta eat well to keep that up, huh?”