#descriptionbegins

[horrormaestro-aa]

not  to  be   super  gay   on  main ,  but  i  wanna  take  a  moment  to  appreciate  @ownsherlife  /  @descriptionbegins  /  @neverreallyend  /  @prouddov.   one  year  ago  today ,   she  came  into  my  life  &  we’ve  been  inseparable  ever  since.  i  would’ve  never  thought  two  anxiety  ridden ,  stephen  king  loving ,  obsessive  compulsive ,  bat  shit  virgos  would  ever  be  best  friends  —  &  yet  here  we  are.  she’s  had  by  back  during  some  of  the   roughest  shit   i’ve  been  through.  she’s  held  me  together  &  i’ve  done  my  best  to  give  it  back.  i  can’t  remember  what  life  was  like  without  annie  &  maybe  that’s  because   i  don’t  want  to.

on  this  hellsite ,  there’s  a  vast  majority  of  people  who  will  bring  toxicity  into  what  should  be  a  fun  experience.  i’ve  been  there  countless  times.  &  that’s  why  i  believe  in   cherishing   the  good  people  i  find  along  the  way.  the  people  that  make  the  day – to – day  struggle  that  much  easier.  annie  has  100%  made  my  life  easier  knowing  i’ll   always   have  her  by  my  side.

i  love  you  to  pieces ,  dork.  can’t  wait  to  take  pickets  to  king’s  house  with  you  to  find  out  how  old  dan  really  is ,  when  all  this  is  done.  maybe  we  should  bring  your  powerpoint  too ?  🤔

[contradictivs]

@descriptionbegins​ / sc.

“To be fair, I was left unsupervised.” As if he wasn’t a literal adult. 

[cryptidsdad]

“Convinced some kids that landlines were never a thing and that the government brainwashed everyone into thinking they were real.” / @descriptionbegins​ - sc. 

[diiavola]

「 @descriptionbegins / mark → you wanted happiness. i can’t blame you for that. 」

       SHE   STAYS   QUIET     &     FINGERS   CONTINUE   TO   BRUSH   THROUGH   BRIANA'S   HAIR,      having   fallen   asleep   on   Ravenna's   lap   halfway   through   their   third   movie   of   the   night.      tucked   away   in   the   BLANKET   FORT   the   two   girls   decided   to   make   before   Mark   got   home,      his   daughter   lays   nestled   between   them      &      there's   a   faint   yet   familiar   warmth   BLOOMING   in   her   chest.      head   turns   to   face   him,      the   corner   of   her   lips   curl   into   a   small   smile   before   she   gently   bumps   her   nose   against   his   arm   resting   along   the   couch   behind   her.      ❝   being   here,   with   you      &      Bri   .   .   .   i   think   I   GOT   IT.   ❞

[notdoriangray]

he’s unsure if remmy is asleep or dead. it’s been both fascinating and a little bit creepy to watch remmy go from a million miles an hour to a dead stop in a matter of minutes. now that he was asleep ( or dead? it was honestly hard to tell ), the apartment was eerily quiet. dorian didn’t like it. “he’s literally not moving,” he muttered to himself, kneeling beside the other man. 

he should let him sleep. he really should. but he’s also FUCKING BORED and he could apologize later. that is if remmy was still ALIVE. 

“remmy. bro.” and with that he’s poking the other man’s cheek. “you dead or....”

@descriptionbegins || remmy & dorian