#solrites

[solivcgant]

did you tell my husband to put on sunscreen he’s so BURNT!

"he didn't believe me when i said he was RED." probably because he also insulted the accuracy of his sacred farmers' almanac. "i even warned him that you'd be upset." then again, they were also throwing jabs at each other's attire so were they actually paying attention? "i wanted to text you to call him, but we were out in the STICKS farming.. so i don't think your call would have gone through to him.

[miidnighters]

@solrites | closed starter

"Did you just wink at me?"

How did he see that?

[m0tel]

hi dean it’s solveig. there will have to be medical journals for fixing all the things i will do to you betwixt the sheets. have the day you deserve. solveig.

hi solveig. its dean.

please god what in fuc do you prom hey wh wait first can i

okay ❤️ yay ❤️

ur friend, dean.

[hagiophagy]

WHOLE HOUSE DEAD

WHOLE HOUSE DEAD

[robinav1tch-arch]

@solrites said: now who is this little gumdrop walking in with a big smile and waving both her hands (it’s solveig).

robby looks up from the chart he's going over at central– force of habit when he hears footsteps coming towards him. ( what's wrong? what do you need? what can i do? ) when he sees that it's solveig– not sick or hurt, just waving in her sweet, enthusiastic way– his expression immediately brightens. ipad is discarded at his work station, and he rounds the desk with a warm smile that has become somewhat rare around these parts.

"what are you doing here, kiddo?" he asks, lifting an arm to tuck her to his side, "everything okay?" ( can't be too careful. )

[hagiophagya]

momdad it’s solveig what do you think about my husband henry please ignore the stuff he did i haven’t read the book.

[ looks into the camera like the office because you expect him to say something nice??? ]

he's ... harmless, i guess. if he killed someone, that's fine because i'm pretty sure each member of this family has killed someone. he already fits in.

[idnull]

john hadn't expected very much when he walked into this weird shop, he'd just wanted to get out of the rain since his umbrella had gone missing a few weeks ago. probably his bad, but it makes him feel better to think it's being used by someone who needed it more.

brown eyes have been scanning over odds and ends-- really odds that never seem to end-- for a few minutes now, but the scent of something edible catches in his nose and he stops in his tracks, standing up straighter and sniffing the air. like a hound with a blood trail, he weaves through what is sure to be interesting junk to look at until he comes upon the treasure: some kind of hot sandwich and a steaming cup of tea. he doesn't care that much about the tea, actually, but it's been a while since he had anything except lukewarm water, so it's tempting...

he doesn't even notice the stranger whose lunch he's probably drooling over until--

"i have to drink ten gallons of mint tea every day," @solrites says, which has him looking up and blinking in confusion. there's a pause that's definitely too long before he manages a smile, but his gaze flicks back down, his stomach rumbling in a way he hopes is silent.

"i don't think i've ever had any," he replies honestly.

[miidnighters-a]

@solrites | Tzipporah said "you deserve a whole lot better, you know."

"It's not really about what I deserve," Flynn muses, lounging in a reading chair as he turns his head towards the sound of her voice. "It's about making the best of what you've got, right?" Like sure, he deserved to live a long and peaceful life and not have his family eaten by whales, but that's not what happened. "I'm happy with what I've got right now baby." Now, he extends a hand, hoping she'll put hers in it.