#; synner

[narcissist-e]

@salvationinsin;;

     “---Just this once, can’t you just leave me the hell alone?!”

[narcissist-e]

@salvationinsin;;

     “---Really, it’s okay... People leave all the time; why should you be any different?”

[narcissist-e]

@@mundaneocs; Synner; continued from X;;

She’d heard him; she simply hadn’t cared enough to listen. He was sick; that meant she needed to take care of him, simple as that. And in all reality, how was she going to catch his food poisoning? Honestly, it was all rather silly. 

     “---I’m not going anywhere, shush. I brought you some ginger tea with honey. You can sip on that for a while; it’s good for you. Now, go get in bed, you need to rest up.” Not taking no for an answer, the girl crossed the room in a matter of seconds, gently pushing the boy in the direction she wanted him to go, whilst handing him his tea. “--- Weddill bellach. I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

[narcissist-e]

@@mundaneocs; continued from X; Synner;;

[ ✉ Psychopath? ] ...

[ ✉ Psychopath? ] How the hell did you get this number?

[narcissist-e]

“Do you want to tell me what really happened?” > Ella

@salvationinsin;;

          “—It was an accident…”

That wasn’t entirely true. Sure, Ethan hadn’t meant for her to fall in the thorn-filled bushes, but his friends had meant to do something. Though she couldn’t exactly say what that something was, she knew it wasn’t good; the purple mark darkening across her cheek said that much. She really didn’t want to get her brother into any more trouble. He and Syn had seemed to just begin co-existing without homicide on the mind, she’d hate that to come to an end. Then again, she really didn’t want to lie, not to him.

                    “—Syn, he didn’t mean for it to happen, really… Those guys, they acted without his say so… He was trying to stop them.”

[narcissist-e]

“How many time have I told you to be more careful?” > Ethan

@salvationinsin;;

     “Well, I mean, I tried, but then some guy insulted my hair, so you know…”

Obviously, he had to beat the kid down and show him who he was messing with, right? Allowing such a thing to slide was just unacceptable. Letting that kind of smack come out of people’s mouths all willy nilly was how reputations got ruined. He didn’t want people to think he’d gone soft. 

[narcissist-e]

“Let me kiss it better.” > Ella

@salvationinsin;;

She giggled at the request but complied regardless; holding the injured finger up for him to kiss. It was silly. She got poked by sticker burrs all the time; it wasn’t a big deal. When you laid in the grass as often as she did, it was bound to happen at some point or another. They were more of a nuisance than anything, really,  but still, his care was greatly appreciated; it made her feel special. 

                                                       “—I love you.”

[narcissist-e]

“I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.” ➸ Ethan

@salvationinsin;;

                    “—Why is that not surprising?”

The statement hadn’t even caused the boy to look up from the math work in front of him. Over time, he’d grown accustomed to Synner’s rather unpredictable personality. At this point, the snowy haired male could literally confess to murder and still, he wasn’t sure that’d be too much of a surprise. Now, that’s not to say he didn’t still freak out from time to time; not that he’d admit it. 

          “Wait— tried?” He raised a brow, teasing grin in place. “—You slackin’ or something?”