#saintmarlboro

[screenviolense-a]

         ‘ nate doesn’t know you’re coming yet, so you could hide behind the counter when you hear his car come in. ‘ he had taken cassie to one of her games, leaving her a little bit of peace while the two of them were out of the house. it was still messy in their own way, but they had long since given up trying to have a nice normal house, free of all the signs of their adventurous lifestyle.

          ‘ you might even be able to convince him to pull out the nerf guns for old time’s sake. ‘

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[snpshooter]

" what's nathan on about ? s'a bandicoot , how does anybody mistake that for a fox? "

             “ Right? ”  Her brows lift, her lips part, and a big, amused grin is slowly stretching across her face. It’s a kind of childish excitement from the confirmation and vindication. Finally, some understanding.  “ And maybe you can explain that to him, because he never listens when I tell him. ”  She’s shaking her head, the smile has diminished a bit, but still very much present, warm, and inviting while she looks over at Sam.  ( So much she still doesn’t know about this surprise family addition, but this is a good place to start. )  She seems to recline even further on the couch, pulling one leg up onto the cushion.  “ You would think he can’t argue with the title, but he does. I’ve seen him do it. ”

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[ncvabcrn-archive]

   “GIVE ME YOUR BEEF, OLD MAN.”       they’re holding a pair of tongs, threateningly.

[cssdrk]

#time for uncle sam the bad influence.

he’s gonna be the best influence wym??

[notiinfected]

uncharted. :>

send me a fandom and i’ll give you five headcanons of my muse in that universe.

I know nothing about Uncharted aside from some character names......Don’t hate me, I’m too sensitive to be hated.

[ncvabcrn-archive]

   “man’s got NO BUSINESS being that beefy, i need to steal some of his muscles.”

[snpshooter]

cont.

              It was that Drake family stupidity. She is so intimately familiar with it and yet she finds herself surprised -- only for a second, but still...amazed.  ( Brother like brother. )  She should have guessed this much. How many times has Nate squirmed under her hands, promised he’s okay  ( that it could be worse )  ? Now she knows where he learned it all from. So she shoots Sam a look -- one that’s warning and sharp -- and watches him set his nose back into place.  “ I’m not the one with the broken nose, ”  she points out, scolding yet soft, as her hands rest on her hips.  “ Now are you going to let me help or not? ”

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[snpshooter]

“ kool-aid is fucking awesome. “

             It’s a little bit incredible, a little bit unbelievable, and a little bit impressive. She can practically smell that distinct scent -- of something that can only be described as the color red -- from where she’s sitting.  ( Calling it  ‘ cherry ’ is really just a formality, right? ) Pool and birthday parties of her youth come flooding back with that smell, even... There’s a small grin hiding behind the parted lips, jaw slack slightly in awe, and the furrowed brows.  “ How... How much money do you spend just on Kool-Aid? ”  Maybe it’s also a little bit concerning.

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