#stellamedii

[oceanicmaster]

@stellamedii​

“Cookie.” Her words are muffled by said treat, and she hopes he understood. “Mmm, it’s late.” She takes one hand and gently munches the cookie down, before continuing. “Yum~”

“Anyway. It’s pretty late. You heading to bed? I just got up to...uaaAAAAAAAhhhhh...” Her face splits wide with a yawn, and she hugs Ven a little tighter. “Mmmm, excuse me. I just got up for a snack... You’re only just now heading to sleep, aren’t you?”

[daemonflorescence]

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“Especially from you. I didn’t think you had many of those thoughts.

It’s a surprise to be wrong.”

[darkheartedprince]

                       “. . . Are you complaining I’m a jerk, Ven?”

[winglessarcher]

“...Freaks.”

[sklaveisms]

{⊗⊗⊗} @stellamedii

      With one last exploitative at the other, He slammed the door shut finally. The boy lingered there for a moment, breath heavy. His head was still reeling from the hit it had sustained from the blonde man, but no, that is not what he was most worked up bout right now.

     Its not his fault the blonde dick deserved it. Sure, he could have been slightly more gentle, but the vodka bottle was already right there on the table, as if it was begging to be swung right into his so called ‘fathers’ head. 

     He deserved it anyways, for what he was yelling at Connie, or, ‘Mom’  he guessed. 

     To be truthful, He had only known the woman for not even a Two weeks at that point. At least that’s how long hes been back from the hospital. He didn't particularly appreciate being bossed around by the one he was supposed to call ‘mom’ but she was nice enough he supposed. Hugged a lot. Very...he assumed motherly. Not that he had anything else to base it off of. 

     There was another one too, but she wasn't home at the moment. Another blonde. Lyra. The blonde was nice to him too. Almost to the point of doting, more so than ‘mom’ was, which truthfully he found almost suffocating. If he wasn't near one it was always the other, both of them afraid to let him out of their sights.

      The way they looked at him made him feel as fragile as the very glass he had thrown at his fathers direction.

              “Fuck!” he just yelled in frustration, banging on the front door one last time before he finally started to stomp down the walkway. By the time a voice filled with concern and panic came from the direction of the house, He had already ran out of earshot

       By the time he had slowed down to catch his breath, he was much too caught up in his own thoughts to even notice the group of strangers getting out of a car mere feet away from him.

       It was only when some of the men grabbed him and threw the bag over his head did it even register to him that he was, possibly, fucked. 

[brownhairedbookworm]

@stellamedii​

“So. Um. What was that about you treating me like a goddess?” Monika fidgets with her thumbs, embarrassed to be called that.

[unversedsxul]

@stellamedii​

“shut it tiny.”

[lordofoblivion]

 @stellamedii​ said: Holding a crate of ducks, Ven asked "Where's your closet?"

His eyes didn’t move from his book, neither did his expression changed but the mood in the room seemed to have gotten very hostile all the sudden. Was that a plant moving? Who knew.

“I will not even attempt to ask how you got in my house uninvited in the first place.” Lauriam started, his tone ice cold. “But I garantee that if you try anything, you won’t walk away unmared.” He added.

That was the first and last warning that Ventus would not like to try to pull that prank on him.