#rabidcreed

[fctional]

@rabidcreed said:" Can you not ? I'm not for your PRODDING ! " / from kaleb !

“and yet here you are !” a gleeful cackle from the drunken woman, her lab coat from interning wrapped about her small hips. long fingers brush against the angel’s back and she hugs him again, her warm face pressed against his shoulder.

“why are you always around when i’m feeling sorry for myself?” DON’T YOU ALWAYS FEEL SORRY?

[blndsided-blog1]

            (    @rabidcreed.    said :   ‘  i don’t deserve you.  ‘ // Oliver  )

                those words were something he wasn’t going to stand for.    out of all of the ways they helped each other,  the affection he got from oliver that matched everything he gave,  hearing those words come from him hurt,  even if they weren’t meant to.    taking one of oliver’s hands in his own,  michael ran his fingers over the scars on them before lightly kissing each one.    almost butterfly soft,  he stopped after he kissed the knuckles and kept his head there.    “    whether you think you deserve me or not...    you’re stuck with me.    ”

[moved-batsittter]

“ yeah, that place is up on the second floor, man.  you gotta go on past the fountain, hang a right, and head up the stairs. ”   he works on scooping out the freshly ordered cone of strawberry swirlpool while answering the questions.   “ first time at starcourt? ”      //      𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋    /    @rabidcreed 

[parkhaunt-blog]

@rabidcreed  (  for  kaleb !  )  /  sc.

"  pst.   "

the  old  kids  should  be  a  lost  cause  to  him,  he  knows  better,  knows  rainbow  lights  and  half-baked  tunes  usually  don't  grab  them  like  it  does  the  little  ones.

but  old  man  winter's  a  stubborn  son  of  a  bitch.

" PST.  "

a  hissing  tone  accompanied  by  him  flicking  a  chunk  of  what  might  have  been  funnel  cake  once  (  now  caked  in  grime  and  swarming  with  flies.  )  it's  a  low  effort  attempt  at  garnering  attention,  he's  like  a  child  himself  in  that  aspect;  sitting  high  up  and  swinging  too-long  legs  back  and  forth.

"  there's  enough  to  go  around  y'know.  "

[abouttiimeadjacent]

      ❝ I think you have me confused with... uh, anybody else. ❞

@rabidcreed - sc

[hcrmetic-blog]

‘  so i did just what i wanted.  ‘     crimson tresses sway as her head swings to face him,  emerald hues  (  so rarely  )  filled with adamance.  she thinks for a moment  ---  admittedly,  she’s struck with awe at he who stands mere feet from her.     ‘  i knew happiness when i saw it.  ‘                               /  @rabidcreed  ♡ ‘d  -  open  !!                                    /  ‘ old friends ‘  by pinegrove.

[abouttiimeadjacent]

@rabidcreed sent  “ I don’t know about you, but the best thing I’ve found to do is to mix coffee, and the strongest alcohol you have. That’s how I study.” // from Andrew

      ❝ Oh...kay.  I mean, I just-- ❞  He froze up, realizing he didn't have a studying method beyond reading the odd note he'd taken in class and hoping it worked out for him.  It generally did.  Well- he passed, at least.  ❝ That doesn't seem... ah, the best way to study. ❞

[egopyrrhic]

" if you PLEASE. I'd ask you to leave. I'm trying to close up shop." // scott for Audrey

uh oh, it’s rat time !

    now, who would wish to banish his insufferable company ?  the doctor was a SIGHT to marvel ! out of the lab & into the world, three bags of chips tucked under his arm - out of place, but far from awkward. 

     audrey stands confident, lips pursed, “ i’m not finished, ” a dismissive wave in scott’s direction, his aura screaming he truly didn’t care about the time.  arrogant as always, even to the everyman. “ what goes best with pepsi, white chocolate or milk ? ”