#taerots

[roseguidedarc]

@taerots ASKED,   [ 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕 ] 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 / 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏 @ 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆

   [  NUMBER THREE.   9:12am.   ]   ➣   why ant you ake the complm3nt

   [  NUMBER THREE.   9:14am.   ]   ➣   g0d damn it  !!!  this thing is impssible. i’m trying to be, uh, nice. 

   [  NUMBER THREE.   9:16am.   ]   ➣   i need you to come gt me, allisun.  apparetly i’m not  “”old enough”” to take a bus on mu own and these asshats won’t let me

   [  NUMBER THREE.   9:16am.   ]   ➣   allison?

[wytchseen]

@taerots liked for a starter for deena ( closed )

“hey,” voice is a quiet rasp from the doorway, LINGERING - - - near ghostly, truthfully, hovering outside the room in the dim glow of the lamp still lit within, “i’m ... gonna make some coffee. want some?” A POOR CHOICE, GIVEN THE HOUR ; the sun set a long while ago, but sam has given up on getting any sleep tonight.

[ourpaladin]

abby & mike.     feat. mike’s new parents. @taerots.

[aphorysms]

Five, a 58 year old time traveling hit man with a superiority complex trapped in the body of a murderous 13 year old full of rage and biting sarcasm: >:(

Poppy:

[moved3677]

"You know BJ had the great idea of putting out the Halloween decor early this year. Ive kept my grades up so can we do that?" Lydia practically begged Barbara as she followed her into the kitchen. She had been living with them for awhile now and really bonded with the Maitlands. "We can put up lights and everything!"

@taerots

[schmdts]

cαηση   ᵒᶰᵉˡᶤᶰᵉʳ   𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍,   accepting.             @taerots​​.​

❛   this   is   so   dumb.   if   this   𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛’𝑡   𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘,   i   will   MURDER   you.   ❜

[roseguidedarc]

         𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄,  𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅  is always a little weird && jarring.  he’d lived through this moment in time && yet he was seeing it now, experiencing it, from a third perspective.   eyes had lingered on aged visage from afar, mind reminding him that he couldn’t remain around himself for too long or risk full fledge   𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔵𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩 𝔭𝔰𝔶𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔦𝔰 !    deep breath is taken into his chest,  hands stuffed into pockets as he approaches himself.   casually, five takes a seat beside older him,  waitress smiling as he asks for black coffee.  hands knit together on top of counter, a moment passes with the anticipation  that he’d noticed his younger self && yet . . 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶.    (   boy, was his older self terrible at noticing his surroundings.  was he hyper focused  or just too relaxed?   well, shouldn’t five know already?  )    brows knit together with slight irritation, hand rising to slap himself on the arm to gain attention:   ❝  hey, asshole ! ❞    / @taerots​   liked for a starter from five hargreeves,  for five.

[aphorysms]

@taerots