Jun 17, 2019
7 for risky asks!!
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7 for risky asks!!
chase and henrik: familiarity
It was nearly instantly, as soon as Henrik’s hand rested against Chase’s shoulder, he started to relax in his seat.
Chase shifted his weight, as just the knowledge of not being alone helped calm his racing heart.
It wasn’t easy, living like this - such a sudden change, a sudden plunge into darkness. But as long as some comfort could be found in familar voices and touches, Chase was sure he could get a grip in this situation again.
Sitting down next to his friend, Henrik reached for the Chase’s hand that was resting in his lap, gently grabbing it.
Chase in return opened his hand, knowing that this usually meant Henrik wanted to give him something. They’ve done this dance a few times before, afterall.
But much to his surprise, Henrik just left his hand resting on his.
And even without being able to see, Chase knew Henrik was looking at him. He could picture his exact expression. He knows this. It’s a familair feeling that surrounds them both, and he would be lying if he said his stomach didn’t turn.
“What’s wrong?”
He could hear - He could feel Henrik take a shaky breath, before his voice finally broke the silence.
“I couldn’t find anything. Again.”
No more words needed, it didn’t take Chase long to realize what his friend meant.
No visible reason. No cure. No sight.
“It’s alright, doc.” Chase answered, a genuine, but bittersweet smile spreading over his face as he turned his head towards the sound of Henrik’s guilt filled voice. “I know you did everything you could.”
A silence hung between the two of them, before Chase swore he could feel Henrik’s hand shake.
“I didn’t protect you.”
red jackieboy man???
red had always been a present color in jackie’s life. his hoodie. blood dripping from his nose after a fight gone wrong. his face whenever someone complimented him. the sunsets and sunrises he watched from rooftops at the edge of town.
but he had never expected a subtle flicker of red light to be enough to throw his friend into a state of pure terror over and over again.
so u have boy with stick,,,,now u have boy with sniper rifle
together they shall play extreme baseball
okay u can stan robbie but also stan jbm
sorry i only stan jackyboy, a good boy, best boy
1 & 10!!
1 - take a picture of your workspace.
my workspace is hardly anything special, i just do all my stuff on an old desk from my dad that's full of scratches and nailpolish —
10 - least favorite thing to draw?
oooh,,,i can't think of anything? oH NO WAIT I DO — profiles. i suck at that shit, i really wanna get better at that! but it's,,,so hard for me to make it look nice hdkbdj
7!
7 - what’s a funny mistake you’ve made recently?
just tonight i stretched my arms and cracked my knuckles. since then my right middle finger hurts and feels tingly, so i guess that is the most recent one -
other than that, i also managed to use my shower gel as shampoo cause i was a dumbass and not paying attention in the shower
"okay listen so here's- no wait listen its good. robbie can be canon if jack just- NO IM NOT SAYING DYE HIS HAIR THIS TIME okay jack could make robbie canon by painting himself grEY OKAY I KNWOW WHAT YOUR THINKING BUT ITS A VALID IDE- wait wait we can find a way to clone him also do you wanna read my 25k angst chase fic its great- yeah there's no comfort bu-"
IT SAID “IMPERSONATE” NOT “COPY/PASTE OUR CONVERSATIONS” -