#boomstik

[violcntdelightsxx]

@boomstik​ ( x )

   There wasn’t anywhere else for her to go now; Ash was all she had. It was strange to think that after all this time she finally had a father -- she could have been a bit more thrilled if he hadn’t been Ashy Slashy, but what could she do? -- but it was also nice. At least she wasn’t an orphan, right? Even if Ash was completely out of his depth.

   This was nice though. The conversation.

   “I think it would be a miracle if I didn’t have nightmares about her.” Watching her mother die had been bad enough, but it hadn’t been a particularly peaceful or kind death, either. It was what almost all her dreams were about.

   “I don’t think you’ve mentioned a Cheryl.” Judging by the way he spoke, (and knowing the story behind the murders), Brandy knew this woman was dead as well. “Was she anything like you?”

[lovelielinda]

𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑘  cont’d. from [x]:

his heart aches at the sight of her.

she’s untouched by time, unscarred by memory. her hair still hangs in golden ringlets, her eyes a vivid blue, not white, not a demon’s. her voice is light and human and real.

if she’s a hallucination, she’s the most pristine one yet.

‘ linda? is that -- really you? ’

ash hasn’t said her name for years, not outside of a night terror at least.

“well, of course it’s really me, ash!” she exclaims, though hesitant to move closer. she had seen him die. 

covered in blood and screaming---it wasn’t something she’d ever forget and it had been far too real for any dream.

“how---how are you alive?” she asks as she dares to take a step towards him, even going as far to hesitantly reach a hand towards him, desperate to touch his face, to know if he was, in fact, real.

[kaspbraakspeaking]

@boomstik​ //  😞

   The nightmares had been bad the past few days, and it got to the point that Eddie had been doing his best to stay awake. It meant lots of coffee, but he wasn’t even wired. In fact, it all felt like the opposite effect. Eddie was sitting on his own, staring toward the TV but not actually watching anything. It was on but he had no idea what was playing.

   He didn’t even notice when Ash had walked into the room, not at first.

   “Hm?” he finally asked, if it was really a question. He was sure Ash would have something to say, so might as well spit it out.

[bxdassbanshee]

[ @boomstik​ started following you ] 

“Usually it takes more than just yelling at a problem to fix it.”

[kaspbraakspeaking]

@boomstik​ //  “  you keep acting like you’re looking for an excuse to leave.  ”

   “Excuses to leave? What are you even talking about?” He hadn’t made excuses to leave a woman he hadn’t loved, so how could he be making excuses to leave a man he liked? It didn’t make sense. “What makes you think I’m making excuses to leave?” He had started to pace, falling into the nervous habits he had.

[lettherebemonsters]

“ be prepared. this'll sting like a motherfucker... “ 

@boomstik​

[qquinntessential]

@boomstik​ asked: “  don’t bury your feelings.  sadness.  hurt.  rage.  feel it.  acknowledge it so you can decide what you want to do with it.  not what it will do to you.  ” | SOFT(ish) ANGST PROMPTS

Blue irises barely contain the fire within them as they flick over to the source of the sound. Scowl turns into a wide grin after a moment, teeth sharpened behind cherry lips. Lithe fingers twitch, ready to tear apart flesh from bone, but forced to restrain themselves for her brief monologue. 

“FEEL my feelings, huh? And here I thought I was the psychiatrist! Problem is, SWEETIE, if I end up feelin’ my RAGE, so will you.”

[violcntdelightsxx]

@boomstik​ ( x )

   “You weren’t looking out for me before.” She knew she could be too hard on him sometimes, and she was working on making their connection better. Still, it meant her snapping sometimes. Now that her mother was gone, Brandy needed to have some kind of connection with her dad.

   “Sorry.” She sighed, shaking her head. “This is just a big change.” It would be even without the demons constantly chasing them.