#btdstart

[rickyffs-blog]

( didn’t your parents ever tell you to not to climb too high? ) Quite the opposite actually. Ricky found that question insanely humorous, considering that he spent most of his life growing up high at the tops of them. Although he was unable to reach out to the top, he settled for a relatively high branch. Despite his want to spend all day inside the comfort of his room, he knew it was good to spend sometime outside. ( christopher constantly reminding him that at least one (1) hour outside was healthy ) He figured he had to make the most of it. ( nature sounds and a decent book he borrowed from christopher being his only company up there ) With his backpack hanging by his dangling foot, he slightly swung it side to side to get some means of motion. 

( T H U D , T H U D, THUD ) A mixture of surprise and embarrassment filled him as he heard his backpack hit branch after branch after branch; until finally hitting the ground. He considered leaving it there until a sound followed the fallen backpack. Stuffing the book in the back of his jeans carefully, he hurriedly rushed to the root of the issue. “I-i’m sorry.” He stammered out, taking a deep breath before picking up the patched up backpack. “D-did I.. Did it hurt you?” He asked, turning to face the other.  

[archerdoe]

❛    i don’t ... understand the point of april fool’s day. what’s the deal?     ❜

[avery-keys]

“I’m sorry the person you’re trying to talk to doesn’t care right now and was quite happy napping on this bench until you came along. Please return with sweets and Dr Pepper and try again later.”

[lucasxking]

Sitting lonely on a bench near the library, Lucas’ fingers plucked out something so soft it sounded shy; his posture was un-self conscious but the melody was something he’d only tinkered with in his room before; his open face was turned taut by a rare public display of concentrated focus. The instrument was a way to avoid studying for a test, but the air hung so serious, so heavy around him that he’d felt the need to crack the air open with something dusty and lilting and sweet ( he ignored the images it conjured of home. images of home held too many conflicting memories. this moment was meant to be made of light, of ease. this planet existed to ignore the plights of home ). Lucas hoped to catch someone smiling, or at least relieved, at the break in the somber air, but his gaze was so focused on the catches of his fingers --- absently, he wasn’t sure how he’d gauge reactions bent over the guitar as he was, books forgotten at his feet. 

[baileythevegetable]

[ bailey admired himself in the glass-like surface of a puddle. if someone had asked him to pick his favorite part about himself, he would most likely tell them what’s not to like about his appearance? it would be completely too hard for him to decide on a favorite feature, almost as difficult as picking his favorite shotgun, or beer !! he noticed someone behind him in his reflection. ] i know, i’m beautiful. go on and stare. i’m undeniably the best looking thing around here. 

[rickyffs-blog]

S E C R E T. ( don’t speak a word of this. detention with sprout was never fun for this cheshire. ) Ricky tip toed through the halls, obvious of his rule breaking. Hufflepuff house being by the kitchen meant constant night raids when studying. (( his father had done the same, but was caught more than enough times)) He turned a corner, looking over his shoulder. ( nosy ghosts always following him around. nearly-headless nick asking about his party attendance multiple times, even when he had already said he’d attend )

C O L L I S I O N . ( ricky’s mistake in all honesty as he absentmindedly turned away ) He fell on his butt, his bag slipping off his shoulder. Rubbing his head from the impact, he stood up while a few treats tumbled out of his bag. “ ‘m sorry ‘bout that. Really I am! ” He quickly panicked, rummaging through his bag until he grabbed a treat from inside. “Don’t tell? Please, it’d be very much appreciated.” He said, as the tall and lanky Hufflepuff offered it to the stranger who was roaming the halls as well. 

[brian-kalum-sherman]

[ brian peered over the edge of the spiraling staircase, getting lost in thought. being a seven year, he thought he knew what he would be doing with his life. instead, he had no clue and was terrified to go home to an abusive household. sighing, he missed his fellow student come up behind. they shoved him, causing him to lose his breath. he slid down to the floor, head between his knees. ]

[thomasfaery-blog]

“Let me cut to the chase: how much d’you want to switch rooms with me?”