#biirdisms

[bravcdarling-blog]

▌❛ biirdisms.❜

     one crack of lightning, one roll of thunder  —  that’s all it took before dylan was hauling a pile of blankets  &  pillows across the hall to alissa’s room. he barely even glanced her way before he started constructing the  (  to be expected  )  pillow fort near the foot of her bed, the grin on his face a mile wide. 

                    ❛ gary’s missing out!!  i have a feeling this gonna be one of the best forts i’ll ever make.  &,  besides, my forts are much cooler than nate  —  don’t tell him i said that, though. ❜

[paniisms]

(ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)

Lips: Love

                                ≪ ♛ ≫

       its late at night && he’s drunk again –––––––––––       what else is new ?? his lanky limbs are wrapped       around alissa,       clinging to her for support &&       direction.            he’s murmuring words he can’t        quite recognize but there are a lot of loves    &&       pleases && squeezes. he’s an E M O T I O N A L       drunk, as carter has told him,     so he mumbles        apologies, or he T H I N K S he does.           but        eventually they reach the        darling house &&        isaac’s fingers are running through her hair   &&       there is cigarette smoke      && liquor on his lips       as he finds hers,      a warmth rising in his chest.

                      ❝ love you ––––– ‘liss.❞