if I was in a sac would you hide me
if you were a big egg sac i’d carry you on my back and eat other enemy spiders who strayed too close.
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if I was in a sac would you hide me
if you were a big egg sac i’d carry you on my back and eat other enemy spiders who strayed too close.
" franklin benjamin richards. " @boyimpossible
goo goo ga ga
❛ you're the smartest person in the baxter building & i will tell your father that to his face . ❜
/ @boyimpossible said: "I like ur bob."
Said wig is draped over her fist, the other taking a brush to its blonde strands. Jess pauses to eye Franklin, attempting to weigh whether the compliment was genuine or not. All these years of detective and espionage work and yet she still can't tell when teenagers are being honest.
She'll take the compliment.
"Thanks, Kid." She uses the brush to pat the empty space beside her on the couch. "My hair is actually naturally closer to this colour. Maybe that's why I was so drawn to it in the first place when I saw it. But I just... can't bring myself to get rid of my black hair. To stop dyeing it at this point. I've had it so long, it feels like a part of me, y'know?" Her gaze flickers to Franklin's own dyed black-from-blond hair.
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every notif i get from you feels like a punch
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+ “ ...I’m gonna chuck this notebook at your head. “
@boyimpossible asked : ‘ i thought we were clear on what a closed door meant. ’
❛ yeah , yeah. closed door means everyone but your very cool uncle keep out , right ? ❜ he does , to his credit , pull it closed behind him once inside. both niece and nephew have their own sides of the angst thing they’re going through. val , not as elbow deep , pouts like she’s being paid for it. franklin lingers , icy , with his scathing looks that don’t really meet johnny’s eyes. call it persistent , or annoying , he’s confident in his own ability to be both. ❛ oh , was that not what i was supposed to get out of that talk ? ❜ an ungraceful fall back onto bed , legs still dangling over the edge. ❛ my bad , kiddo. but , hey , i’m already here , so. ❜
accepting &. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬.
@boyimpossible sent a prompt - Misc Sentence Starters with a Dash of Angst 🔥⤷ open
❝ can we just be normal for like two seconds for once. ❞
Johnny hesitates, considering his response carefully. The goal here was to deescalate, while hopefully avoiding a savage assault of verbal teenage battery.
He could say that no family is normal; that each one is as dysfunctional as the next and we all have to just deal with it. Or maybe he could tell him how lucky he is to not be normal-- to be fantastic. But both of those options felt decidedly shitty. The kind of thing his parents might've told him. The kind of thing Johnny didn't entirely agree with.
So instead, he humors the kid. Gives him what he needs. Or, at least attempts to.
"Okay. Okay, let's be normal for like two seconds." He repeats. "I'm not real great at that though, so you're gonna have to set the pace for this, okay?"