How would any of your f/o(s), your choice of course, describe you? 💙
I hope you don’t mind i’m gonna be doing this as if its a story being told from Reggie’s perspective. it’s a bit to read but its not a whole lot, so please read under the cut, i’m actually very proud of this–
I’ve known this girl for a majority of my life. we’ve had classes together on and off for who knows how long… yet, I didn’t know her till now. All I knew of her was she never called me “Belch”. She used my original, and preferred nickname; “Reggie” or some variant of that. You could tell what kind of day she was having depending on what she called me, “Reggie” or “Reg” was on a good day, “Reginald” was clearly a bad day. She always asked me how my day was going, would say hi when passing me in the halls. All I knew her as was “that-blonde-girl-with-the-short-hair”.
But– the first time I finally noticed her, was when she was jumping over a railing on the stairs as my friends and I were walking up the steps and she landed right on Patrick, before running off yelling “sorry” as she rushed off. She left a big imprint on me that day… and Patrick, you could see the indent of her boots on his back and arm.. even bruised a bit.
I started to look forward to the classes I shared with her, seeing her in the hall would bring a kind of light to the regular, dreary days in Derry. How did I not notice she had a locker near me? How did I not know her name after being in classes with her for so long and in school with her for my whole life?
That moment though, it was like everything went in slow motion. Like in the movies when you meet the one person you knew would change your life, like they were meant to be with you. But I thought it was just a passing interaction in my life, like I would never see or speak to her again. It’s not like she would ever notice me that way, anyways. Until she threw her book at Henry for picking on a kid— I’ve never seen that amount of bravery come from someone so small, let alone a girl. Especially when it comes to Henry Bowers.
Standing between Henry and the kid he was picking on, chest puffed up, her hair hanging in her face and her little hands balled into iron fists and strong protective energy coming from her. You could practically feel it in the air. If Henry pushed her; she’d push back harder. He hit her, she hit harder. She didn’t seem to be afraid to stand up to him even if she was shaking. She called him out. Even when Vic and I didn’t. She stood up to him… to have that much morality and care for a kid she more than likely didn’t know and was more than willing to take a hit or two just to protect them and let them get away is what initially drew me to her.
After those two instances, I always noticed her. whenever we would enter a room, my eyes couldn’t help but panning the faces of those in the room in hopes of seeing her. With unique color of her blue eyes, it would be easy to find her among all the grays, browns, and greens that seem to make up the majority of the people in Derry.
From just a side glance or catching a small glimpse of her from the corner of my eye, I knew it was her, the way she walked, her bright blue eyes, her short, wavy blonde hair. I always noticed her. Even if i couldn’t see her, the way her voice voice would carry on the wind when she was passionate about something, signaling that she was close, could calm me down faster than anything else. She was my humanity.
I’m okay, im just in the mood for some angst to get some things off my chest-- dont mind me.
Warning(s) : Fighting, Angst, PTSD Mention, Self Hatred, Abuse Mention, Conflicting feelings and trying not to push certain emotions/wants/needs onto the other.(Fluff??????), Realizing feelings?
Word Count : 1,731
Ship : Gun Powder n’ Flower Petals
A/N : There are actually some contents of my past mentioned in this and one of the reasons why i have PTSD, though due to having to change some things as the “parent’s” my SI has are actually based off my Step Mom and Dad. / There are mentions of a song in this, but the lyrics mentioned were actual things said to me. / Yes my actual birthday was mentioned in this.
Sunny C. Age who gives a fuck and no one needs to know. No one needed to know her last name and no one needed to know her age. adult hood hit her sooner than it should’ve when she was just a kid so age shouldn’t matter in the first place right? that is until certain dates roll around.
It had finally hit Sunny. she was getting older and in just a four to three months the dreaded day was going to come. September 6th. the worst day she could think of aside from all the holidays that were always ruined due to her “family”.
Rubbing her neck with her right hand as her left stayed on the steering wheel she was nudged by the man sitting next to her. This man was named Dean Winchester. Looking over at him she let her arm wrest on the center console as she cocked her eyebrow, “What?” she let out a bit abruptly as she kept her eyes on the road after a minute of him just. looking at her with that look, that look that she knew he had when he had questions. “Don’t “what” me, somethin’ is wrong. now drop it.” he seemed to almost snap at her. rolling her eyes a bit as she bit the tip of her tongue almost in annoyance. letting out a groan, she huffed and spoke up nodding almost in a sarcastic way. “A’ight, wanna know what’s wrong? the dreaded thing called a “Birthday” is gonna roll around here soon and i’m more than likely going to drink like it’s the end of the fucking world, more than likely get drunk because of it and fuck up my liver cause i don’t wanna remember that day. happy now?” she almost snapped that last part out as she looked at him.
Now Dean on the other hand, didn’t and hasn’t known why she hates her birthday so much, the past few years that they spent around each other each time it was her birthday she wanted it ignored and acted like it was any normal day. Why though? she never answered why. Inhaling sharply he nodded a bit to respond and he knew that she was ticked now due to the fact she was speeding when she normally didn’t and how easy it was to send her off the edge with just simply asking “whats wrong”.
Hours later after the music was turned up almost to a deafening caliber. and Sunny loudly screaming she opened the door to the hotel room and tossed her bag onto her bed and sat down for a minute rubbing her face. Dean followed suit behind her and shut the door behind them, dropping his bag on the floor he took his jacket off and put it on the hook. she hadn’t talked to him since he asked her why she was ticked off. biting his lip he groaned and just snapped.
“What the hell has you bent so fucking out of shape about the day that brought you into this fuckin’ world huh? Why are you going to try and drink yourself to death each fucking time it comes around-”
“Shut the fuck up, Winchester.” she snapped back, glaring daggers at him as she stood up, clenching her fists with her keys in hand as her back straightened out. “Excuse me? You never talk about it! you never fuckin’ talk about anything in your life prior to runnin’ into Sammy n’ I! yet some how Sammy knows more than I do!”
“Cause it’s not any of your damned business what happened back then alright?! you don’t need to know about my trauma, my baggage, everything that makes me hate myself and i’m not going to let you fuckin’ stand there and demand you know! Sammy only know’s cause i told him when i was finally comfortable doing so, you fuckin’ asshole!”
“I’m the asshole? Why the hell aren’t you comfortable telling me? huh? is it cause you think i’m not good enough?”, at this point. Dean has puffed up his chest and his cheeks n’ ears were getting red and he was clearly getting more and more pissed off that she wasn’t telling him why. why she didn’t wanna tell him. why she told Sammy, and not him. why Jodie seemed to make sure and ask if she was having “certain episodes” every time they saw each other and all this other crap that he seemed out of the dark.
“BECAUSE DEAN YOU DON’T NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING. YOU DON’T NEED TO KNOW HOW MUCH MY PAST HAS MADE ME HATE MYSELF. HOW MUCH MY PAST HAS SHOWN ME AND TOLD ME I DON’T MATTER!”
“But it’s so important for me to know you have PTSD?” he crossed his arms and glared back at her. unclenching her fists she dropped her keys, almost like dropping a pin to a bomb, it set her off.
“Alright, you wanna know why it was so important for me to tell you I have PTSD?? why i got so mad when you brought me back? Fine. fucking fight. here’s your wish fuckin’ come true, dipshit.”
before he had time to respond she had already started talking. “I had to grow up at 5, and play “Mommy” to two kids who weren’t mine. in fact they were my little sisters. cause my parents didn’t wanna play parents anymore. and after the age of 7, my birthday wasn’t celebrated anymore cause “it’s not important”. every time i slipped up i was yelled at. or worse hit. later on after i turned seven after meeting with a counselor at school with some how convincing them to not tell my parents i had seen them, i was diagnosed with PTSD due to thing’s i don’t wanna mention aside from the fucking shit show i’ve already talked about.” at this point she had stepped forward and was glaring pins and daggers at him at this point. once more before he could speak she cut him off.
“ “You’re such a fucking waste of skin. Faith.” “You’re one of gods mistakes, Faith. Remember that.” “honestly you’ve ruined my life, Faith” “stop acting as if you matter to anyone Faith.” “ with each saying she said she took another step forward and looked him dead in the eye and snapping with a deep voice that seemed to be a way to protect herself while her lip quivered and was clearly trying not to cry. “Now imagine being told all of that on a daily basis until you were 18. since you were fucking 3. that’s my earliest memory.”
“And you know what, i truly believe they were right. I. Don’t. Matter. I don’t matter enough to have my birthday celebrated. i don’t matter enough to have a normal fucking thanks giving, Christmas, new years, forth of july. none of it. i don’t matter enough. that’s why i try and drink myself to death every fucking time my birthday rolls around.” finishing her sentence almost with certainty in her voice she took a few steps back and sat on her bed, hunched over, her elbows on her knees and her face in her hands. a slow shakey breath was let out as she tapped her foot. this. This is what Jodie meant by “Certain episodes”. those certain episodes were PTSD episodes.
at this point you can imagine how much of a dumbass and a dick Dean felt. his mouth sat slightly open as he was shocked that she just let it all spill out. though he knew it wasn’t all of it. but he wasn’t going to push. she wasn’t ready for all of that, the whole reason she didn’t wanna tell him was because she was trying to keep herself from going into an episode. “Dammit...” a tone slipped past his lips as he walked over to her and picked her up bridal style and crawled onto the bed and set her in his lap, holding her tight to his chest with his chin on her head. “Thats why you go by, Sunny now... it makes sense now.. i-- i shouldn’t have pushed you. i really shouldn’t have pushed you.. you were right though, i guess i am an ass.”
After an hour of sitting there trying to calm her down, her shaking finally calmed down, she could speak normally, though her speech was still slurred and a bit lispy still. letting out a shakey breath she looked at him and furrowed her brow a bit almost in a worried way “I-- i don’t get why you brought me back... i shouldn’t be here--” she was quickly cut off with a large hand on her cheek and turning her to face to look directly at him. she she was looking at him before but she wasn’t actually doing so. she was avoiding eye contact. “No. you should be here. thats why we brought you back. i-- We weren’t going to lose another person we cared about. not again..”
Sunny’s heart nearly jumped into her mouth as she looked at him wide eyed. surprised to high heavens and back that she was actually cared for by the two notorious Winchesters, by the one man she could actually adapt romantic feelings for, Dean. it took everything in her to not plant a kiss on his lips. everything.
Though little did she know he was trying everything to not kiss her as well, he didn’t know why but for some reason with her in his lap, and the way she was looking at him was making his heart do things he hadn’t felt in a while.
“what the hell--” passed through his head, almost zoned out before he snapped back to find she wasn’t in his lap anymore and actually across the room with her bag in hand and heading into the bathroom “I’m-- I’m gonna shower... thank you for calming me down.”
“No Problem--” he watched as the door shut only to rub his face and rest his head against the headboard. “God dammit....and we have to share a room the rest of the case...” a loud groan escaped his throat as he got up off the bed she claimed and sat on his trying to figure out if it was just a momentary thing.. or maybe it’s been something more. for a long time.
👑 :To Start this off, If you have a Question for all three of us. we are going to have-- what Dean called Emojis??? did I say that right at all? is it e-mo-gee?
🔦 : Yeah, Kid you said it right. just-- continue with it alright.
Assigned Emojis :
🔦: Dean
👑 : Steve
🚬 : Reggie (Belch)
🔦 : And No, No Cronus time-- he’s busy treating Sunny to a weekend break. so we’re taking over for the the weekend. (from now till midnight on sunday)
🚬 : So feel free to ask either one of us or all three of us questions, some responses may be slow but we will try our best to respond as quickly as we possibly can--
🔦 : Whole reason responses may be slow is cause these two are still very confused on how a computer works thus im still teaching them while she’s gone-- so take it easy on ‘em!
🔦, 👑, 🚬 : So as of right now, This is our account until 12 AM sunday night!
Stepping down off the final step on her way out of the library after dropping off some books she and other members of her family had finished. sticking her hands into her back pockets enjoying the bearable that the sun was beating down onto Derry. continuing to walk for a bit longer as she’d turn on her heel and step onto the cross-walk to spend some of her remaining time at the town park before she had to go home.
Stepping back up onto the other side-walk at the end of the cross-walk she took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly; though that was promptly stopped as she heard Greta’s voice as she spoke to someone who was more than likely one of her smaller lackey’s. sharply turning she hid herself behind a tree so she could hopefully avoid any conflict, she didn’t want her weekend to be spent inside all because she got into it with Greta, even if it most certainly wasn’t her fault let alone her that started it.
Trying to keep hidden she looked up to see a curly haired boy with a collared, green; short sleeve shirt tucked into a pair of tan shorts. he was sitting on a bench and was clearly frustrated by something as he shoved a packet of papers out of his lap and rubbed his face with a groan. Biting the inside of her lip she stepped forward and picked it up making sure there wasn’t dirt on it let alone anything torn as it did seem important considering the amount of Frustration coming from him at this point.
“This seems to be bothering you a ton..” Finally speaking up she went to hand it back as he moved his hands away from his face, seeming a bit distant from her she stepped back trying to give him his room. “...Yeah-- easy to tell?”, he responded after a moment of silence between the two. “I mean... Considering you nearly threw it out of your lap I would have to say yes.” giving a bit of a smile after her statement and furrowing her brow a bit worried about why it was stressing him out so badly.
Looking down at the papers she didn’t really understand much of it, it clearly wasn’t school work but it was defiantly to prepare him for something. “You wanna talk about it? or i could throw it away for you. that way it can’t cause you anymore stress?” Stepping back towards the trash can near the bench as she spoke he shrugged and spoke up, “You can if you want. I could honestly care less about it..” right after he finished speaking she tossed it into the trash and looked at him with a closed eyed smile as she spoke “And thus the evil papers have been banished from causing this Fellow anymore stress!”, Finishing her statement as she tucked her left arm behind her back and leaned against the bench she felt like she did something good as he had smiled and slightly chuckled, it may not have been too noticeable but it made her feel better knowing she could make someone laugh even for a minute.
“I’m Stanley, and you--?” he reached his right hand out and looked over at her. “I’m Faith, It’s nice to meet you Stan.”, reaching her right hand out and shaking his as she pulled her hand away she was slightly surprised by his next question,
“What’s with the bruises on your arm?, they’re really dark and seem like they hurt.”
“Oh... uhm... Can we not talk about that? i’ll tell you about it sometime if we become good enough friends if that’s alright..” pulling her arm close to herself and covering the rather large bruise on her arm with her left hand and looking away.
“uh... Yeah that’s reasonable, sorry if i nicked a sour nerve”
“No No, its just a lot and something i’d rather not have going around school or town..”
“Right--... uh.. So what’s with the safety pin?” gesturing towards the top of her shirt where a safety pin sat she couldn’t help but shake her head and laugh a bit.
“You have a lot of questions don’t you? it’s so i don’t have to catch hell with Greta, been wearing my shirts like this since 3rd grade” Shrugging a bit she looked down at her watch on her left wrist and looked back up at Stanley, “Hey if its possible or you even want to we can hang out at school. I have’ta go i have to be home soon.”
Standing up he nodded and pointed behind him “I should head back to--... To temple...” with dread in his tone he rubbed the back of his neck for a moment before letting his arm drop back to his side and let out a huff of air.
“You don’t like that stuff do you?”
“Wha--.. What makes you think that?”
“It’s fine, I won’t say anything. but I can tell you don’t like it...”
“O h... uh--- Okay then. but I should head back too, I’ll see if the guys would be okay with you hangin’ around a bit on Monday”
“Wait aren’t you friends with the guy everyone calls Trash-mouth?”
“Yeaaah....”, He had responded in a dreaded tone as he looked towards her with a furrowed brow as if he was worried that was what he was going to be known as ‘trash-mouth’s friend’.
“Pfft-- It’s funny is all. seems like it would be an interesting experience. I’ll see you Monday Stan.” turning around and waving a bit before letting her arm drop and tucking her hands into her pockets as she walked away, he had waved a bit but she had already turned around and started walking away. he nodded to himself and turned around walking away.
Pt.1 End, [word count, 977 + 2 illustration] [i tried, i hope you guys enjoy this and look forward to another one of these hopefully soon or something..]
31 and 64? In the same thing would be cool owo (i-kiss-kurloz)
Prompt(s) [31. Kiss at dusk & 64.Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward] [Word Count : 1,063]
[SUGGESTIVE CONTENT, i felt like writing suggestive content so i did– be weary of it, its not detailed but it is suggested as to what happens.]
(I’m gonna be doin’ Lady In Yellow n’ Bat Outta Hell for this one i hope you dont mind @i-kiss-kurloz)
It was the last day of school meaning that it was time to Graduate. Faith and Reggie were in the same grade and the past year was their Senior year. Kids bursting out the doors, people throwing away their books, talking among the grounds and more. Faith let out a shaky breath as she’d stand on the steps waiting for Reggie to step out of the doors. she was terrified of what would happen after school was finished. She didn’t want to go to college, she was looking for a job but she wanted out of Derry. thats the thing she wanted the most. She wanted out. she wanted a life outside of Derry, Maine. lost in her thoughts about these things she was brought back by a hand on her shoulder and her boyfriends voice snapping her back to reality.
“Faith?.. everything okay?”
“Huh? Oh! Yeah everything is fine, it’s the last day of school so its great.” a soft smile came across her lips as he furrowed his brow at her, though not accepting that answer he didn’t push it. intertwining his fingers with hers as they stepped off the steps of the school and walking to her Chevrolet chevelle she unlocked the doors and walked around to the back, opening the trunk she tossed her bag inside and leaned against the front of the car as at this point after spring break finished they had worked out a system on one week Reggie was driving everyone to school, the next week it would be Faith, it would trade off and it was her week. letting Reggie put his stuff inside the car he walked around towards her and hung his arm over her shoulders as he rubbed her arm “You sure everything is okay Babe?” he looked at her a bit worried “Just… we Graduate in a couple of days… school is over but in a couple of days we Graduate… then what? What are we gonna do then?..” she crossed her arms and leaned into him as she didn’t know what to do and she was scared.
“Let’s.. Let’s talk about this later okay?” he rubbed her shoulder a bit more and kissed the side of her head as she’d nod. after a few Minutes Vic and his girlfriend spilled out the doors and threw their books away with big grins across their faces. Walking towards the yellow Chevelle, Faith waved and smiled. Reggie nodded and kept his arm around her. they all talked for a few minutes as she then told everyone to get in, Henry didn’t seem to be coming and she’d really like to get food soon. he seemed to be getting rides from other people lately so she wasn’t too worried.
After Vic and Karizma climbed into the back she pushed her seat back into place and as did Reggie she then slid in and rolled down the windows as she started up the car. Opening up the opening the glove box she pulled out a few cassettes. Popping in her favorite AC/DC cassette she turned it up loud and pulled out of the school parking lot, driving into town they all stopped at the ice-cream shop that was having a “it’s summer!” deal going on, thus making it cheaper. She refused to let anyone eat anything like that in her car so they stuck around and talked as they ate.
Not long after they all finished and headed back over to Karizma’s place as Vic was apparently going to stay the night oddly enough. dropping them off it was close to sun down and turning the music louder as the song TNT came on she started to sing along, Reggie soon joined. Right when the song ended they pulled into a open field and parked. Reggie and Faith Piled into the back as she laid against his chest and looked up at him as he played with her hair “What are we gonna do?… Where are we going to go?…” a tone of worry slipped past her lips as she’d look out the wind-shield, the sun was going down at this point and she was now worried about that if her Dad wanted her home soon or not. he let out a slow breath as he shrugged “I don’t know but we will figure it out? And we will do it together.. I promise you. i’m sure Russell or one of your band-mates wouldn’t mind us staying with them for a bit. plus we’d be in the City, lots of job opportunities cause of that. if i could work in a Body shop i’m fine with it. and you can do what ever makes you happy… But i’ll be there with you and we will figure it out as things come.. sound like a plan?” he looked down at her and smiled as he continued to play with her hair, running his fingers through the curls and waves, giving her a sense of security and calmness. Leaning up she kissed him and placed her hands on his shoulders as his arm wrapped around her waist and the other kept his fingers intertwined with her hair.
At this point the kiss had become rather passionate and a bit… heated. they had completely changed position. hands were traveling and moving, Reggie was hovering over top of Faith at this point, heavy breathing coming from the both of them she broke the kiss and moved her thumb across his lips slowly as she slowly opened her eyes after her thumb rested against his bottom lip for a minute. His hat was already on the floor, her shirt was hiked up some and his hand that was in her hair was now resting on her waist; a shaky breath was slowly let out as she sat up and kissed him repeatedly over and over again as she wrapped her right arm around him before pulling away “We— we should head back to my place.. or yours?” a soft tone slipped past her lips as she rested her forehead against his. he shook his head and reached into his back pocket waving his wallet a bit “Nah I think we’re good babe~” he snickered some after suggesting what was in his wallet she shook her head and playfully hit his back before they laid back once more as they locked lips once more.
71 for the kiss prompt thing!! With you n' Reggie!!
Prompt [71. A Gentle “I Love You” Whispered After A Soft Kiss, Followed Immediately By A Stronger Kiss][Word Count : 570]
Reggie pulled up next to the quarry and parked. stepping out and pushed his seat forward as he grabbed a blanket and the pillows he had brought along with the towels he had tossed back there. At this point Faith had already pulled jumped out of the car and was standing by the edge of the cliff admiring the view, He chuckled as she was like a child running up to a candy store. “Careful, don’t need you fallin’ in while still wearing that pretty dress of yours.” He set down the pillows and towels as he started to lay out the blanket. “Oh c’mon it’s just water. it’s not like i’m made of sugar I wont melt Reggie” she refuted back as she turned around and started walking towards him, setting down the portable Radio on a rock and turned it on, flicking through the channels till she found a channel they would both like. He shook his head at her comment as he’d drop the pillows on the blanket, Walking over to her he wrapped his arms around her under her arms as he rest his cheek against the back of her head “I regret to inform ya babe but, that statement isn’t true in the slightest–”.
“You’re such a corny guy you know that?” Leaning into him a bit she closed her eyes as she’d slightly sway side to side even if it was off beat to the Def Leppard song that was on. as if to their own beat she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on her tip toes as she looked up at him “But that is one of the things i like about you”. visibly she could see his cheeks turn a soft shade of red after her statement. Letting go she sat down on the blanket and quickly pulled off her shoes and set them to the side with her socks inside of them. he shook his head after a minute and looked back at her as she acted innocent. rolling his eyes in a playful way and walked to the other side of her and sat down, kicking his shoes off he leaned over and kissed her cheek.
After a bit of goofing around, talking and just singing or listening to music things lead to her straddling his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck as they continued to talk for a bit that way, Leaning forward Faith placed a soft kiss on Reggie’s lips for a minute maybe two, slowly breaking it she couldn’t lie, she enjoyed the spark she felt each time she kissed him and half the time if he was caught off guard by a kiss the expression or reaction he would give after it was broken. she slowly opened her eyes as she looked at him and smiled, a soft whisper slipped past his lips “I love you…” he trailed off as he noticed what he said as he was about to look away she moved her right hand forward and placed it on his cheek making him look forward as she kissed him deeper than she has before as she kept her left arm around him.
This being the first time he’s said ‘i love you’ flat out. of course being overwhelmed with happiness she couldn’t help but kiss him deeper than she thought she would after something like that.
Things to keep in mind : [ (1) I used their preferred pronouns which are (it/it’s) per their request, so that’s something to keep in mind please.(2) This is a completely different timeline where i’m friends with Reggie and idfk what i am with Henry. think of it as a shits and giggles ship/au ship to entertain me in its own way while being on a very thin line of being a actual ship.]
Word Count : [ 787 ]
Ship involvement : [Bloodshot Eyes and Blue Skies]
Sunny groaned as she walked down the hall with her sweater in hand as she glanced up at her friend Lu that she had ran into on her way down to drop something off in her locker before going for her “bathroom break”; which in all honesty meant she was going to sit on the bleachers and either read or draw for a few minutes to re-calibrate from the day.
This was honestly a normal thing for her to do if the day was too taxing and started to weigh on her in more ways than one, so if the weather is nice she will find a way to slip away from class with a legitimate reason a majority of the time but sometimes that reason isn’t enough for some of her teachers.
Lu continued with the silence for a minute as it continued to stay silent for a moment before the sudden topic brought up; “So i’ve seen you glarin’ at Henry Bowers a lot lately, and he’s been glarin’ right back at you.. Whats that about?” as Lu finished it’s sentence Sunny’s brow furrowed in confusion and she blinked a couple times and looked at her friend. Her mouth fell open for a minute before she shook her head and turned to her locker and unlocked it and placed her sweater on the hook and dug around in her bag for her sketchbook, pencils and a book to read and if she was lucky that day maybe her walkman.
“Oh c’mon Sun, just gonna go silent on me with this?”
“No, I just don’t personally see a point in answering a question i’ve answered before. Lulu”
“Pshh, you haven’t answered it before though! You’ve avoided answering anything about what’s going on between you and Henry Bowers like it’s the plague!”
“I have not!-”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes!”
“Alright, then answer me this;”
“--What?..”
“What’s that lil mark there on your neck then? And who is it from?”
Sunny stood there a lil shell shocked at the blunt question, lifting her right hand up she covered the exact spot she knew her friend was talking about. So what if her and Bowers dick’d around on occasion, it’s not like they were a thing let alone ever went all the way. Besides, it was an old mark that was finally fading so she figured she wouldn’t have to put on any makeup to cover it. Apparently she was wrong.
Once more she went silent and huffed to herself as she moved her hand away and grabbed her bag to pull it out and look through it properly as Lu shook it’s head and crossed their arms as she took a few steps away and stopped before it slightly smirked and turned it’s head towards Sunny.
“Sunny, you have someone lookin’ at ya.” Lu informed Sunny, she lifted her head up and instantly her gaze turned into a glare as she saw who it was. Henry Bowers. The fuckin’ prick she couldn’t even decipher her own feelings for, who picked on the kids she baby sat on occasion and actually saw as younger siblings. The one that’s best friends with two of the only guys she can mildly trust.
He froze in his spot for a moment as soon as he saw her glare, after a minute of him seemingly confused on what to do next as his eyes stayed locked with her glare, he turned on his heel and put his hands in his pockets as he mumbled to himself clearly a lil peeved.
Lu took this opportunity while it was in it’s prime;
“Suuuunnyyy~”
“What?” a sharp snap came from her lips as she glanced over at her friend
“Another thing to ask you if you don’t mind~?”
“Whatever, shoot.” she reached back into her locker and put her bag up as she held her sketchbook, reading book and pencils in hand.
“So, are you into Henry? You gonna fuck ‘em yet?”
“No i’m not--” she stopped after realizing what her friend said and quickly retorted back “and HELL no!”
“You’re not good at lying you know that?” Lu snickered and took a step forward with it’s arms still crossed under their chest only to turn and look at Sunny as they heard the slap of Sunny’s locker.
Her face was flushed a bit and clearly frustration was plastered on her face as she gripped her sketchbook tighter that her knuckles went white, with a deep inhale and a sharp huff she started to walk towards the field door. Without turning around she raised her voice a bit “You comin’ with me to the field or not Lu?”
🔦 - We’re all awake! Cronus isn’t joinin’ us again sorry to disappoint if thats what you were lookin’ for. its all weekend he’s spending with Sunny.
👑 - So until sunday night at midnight, we’re still gonna have control over her account.
👑 - So go ahead and continue to send in asks, or things to that effect?
🚬 - How the hell are you guys so fuckin’ lively. we legit just woke up?
🔦, 👑 - Coffee.
🚬 -.... I’mma go get a cup of that and eat. but yeah send in some more asks and what’cha have it. we’ll keep answerin’ them. g’morning to you all though.
