🌠 if it's not too much trouble!
its not any trouble at all >v<)!!
marbled ducks !
bonfire on the beach, you give really calm and approachable vibes!! like chill hang out session vibes if that makes sense asldkjsakdj
strawberry cheese cake!

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🌠 if it's not too much trouble!
its not any trouble at all >v<)!!
marbled ducks !
bonfire on the beach, you give really calm and approachable vibes!! like chill hang out session vibes if that makes sense asldkjsakdj
strawberry cheese cake!
text: kalel
onyx: hey...
onyx: um, i just read our texts from a few days ago..
onyx: i'm really sorry
ϟ
Send me ‘ϟ’ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly pushing them into the wall aggressively and kissing them.
they had been arguing over tate for the passed hour. neither of them wanting to let it go. tate broke something once again, and onyx was for punishing him, but kalel of course stepped in and said it was okay, when it really wasn't. she was getting so furious with him. her son needed disapline and needed to know right from wrong, so when he would say things like it was okay and don't worry about it, tate would be more prone to doing it again. she's pissed at him yelling that he was her son and that she doens't want him breaking everything in his house when suddenly she's being pushed up against the wall and a flashback hits her. she whimpers trying to push him away as her breaths become shallow and panick. "get off. get off me! please!" she cries.
@cloudyhearted, @mysinglexheart, @praeterxtus, @overviiew, @losingfights
tired eyes drift over the other’s form as a sigh is let loose from his lips, before a cigarette is in between them as he takes a drag. he can’t tell if they’re pissed off or something worse, but the drugs shoving his way though his body make him not give a shit, and jack leans further into the couch he’s on, legs under him. “yous done staring now ??”