Lilly-patrick:

lilly-patrick:

Lilly was grocery shopping on her own for the first time since she moved into the appartment on her own. “Alright last thing, healthy snacks,” she mumbles to herself, zoning out in front of the applesauce. She just stood there for 30 seconds, looking over each brand and the prices. She didn’t realize she was blocking the aisle till she heard the girl. “Ah I’m so sorry! I totally zoned out,” she laughs, chewing on the end of the pen in her hand nervously. “Do you want me to grab the applesauce for you?” She asks.

Trying not to make an awkward face as she waited for the girl to move, she couldn’t stop herself from putting on an obviously fake smile. Ew, she’s chewing on her pen, what if she pierced it and it got ink in her mouth? she thought to herself without showing her distaste. “Uhm, no. I gotta look at the labels so if you could just step aside a bit that’d be great. I don’t wanna come home to a crying kid,” Moxee explained, trying not to sneer at the other. All the applesauce were most likely the same, but she’d rather check to make sure her daughter was getting what was best for her.

Role Model Mom

wowowow it’s been a long time my friends. it’s been pretty hectic over here cuz I started my senior year and writing essays for applications and stuff like that is pretty stressful and time consuming. I bet ppl that have already gone thru this is like “hah just wait”. sorry I’ve been inactive. hope everyone is having a lovely day! // you can delete this caption to reblog this pic of our beautiful boy. enjoy!(:

“Why did this have to happen,” she mumbled to herself as she tried to get away from this creepy guy. “Come on, are you really gonna run away?” the guy questioned as she tried to look as disinterested as possible. Remember, you need to be a good example for Marvel. Just walk away, she thought to herself as she waited for him to take his eyes off her for a second and bolted.

Not exactly looking where she was going she bumped into someone, surprisingly, shorter than her. That didn’t happen every day. “Oh, uh, sorry. I was trying to get away from some creep and I accidentally bumped into you. Again, sorry,” Moxee apologized as she looked over her shoulder, hoping the other wasn’t in sight.

@twistedtroublemakers

saya was busy setting up some new titles on display on a bookshelf in the very front of the bookstore. as usual, she had felt eyes staring at her. it wasn’t something unusual for her at all. in fact, this happened often. as she turned her head to peek if anyone was truly staring at her, someone had bumped into her.

“… er, are you ok?”

Clubbing Killers

@seiikiranna

🍸 🎺 ♏ Dancing to the beat of the music, the sweat laced its way down his skin. The cerulean-eyed male had his eyes closed but he didn’t need to see to not bump into anyone. If he did bump into anyone, they normally would dance with him, grinding against each other. It felt like ecstasy.

Listening to the music, he adored the DJ. It was as if he played all the right music for his mood. He couldn’t help but eye-fuck the other when on the dancefloor, keeping his eyes on him, hoping to catch his eyes as well. If he could fuck the DJ tonight he could call it successful. Needing a quick drink, he ran to the bar and ordered a couple shots, slamming all of them in seconds and speeding back to the scene.

redxballoons:

The child was energetic, excitable, sweet– and yet she was too young to feel any real fear. She ran about unsupervised, which the clown found odd, and yet she seemed completely unperturbed by Pennywise. She showed genuine interest, like she had in a flower moment prior, in his ruffle covered costume, in his colourful designs, and his rather bland(in comparison to other clowns) facial markings. Seeing the girl all alone was what truly annoyed him. She shouldn’t have been old enough to be let out of the house let alone be walking by herself.

“Do you?” He asked bending down to her height, his tall 6'5" stature towering over the small child. And yet he managed to kneel down before her just low enough to be able to make eye contact. Direct eye contact at that. “It’s rather unique to me you know…” he told her still on the topic of his clown makeup. Truly it wasn’t makeup at all but it wasn’t like this child knew that.

“My name is Pennywise,” he began again with a grin. “The dancing clown.”

The little girl was mesmerized by the clown in front of her. He was larger than life and he was as big as the circus tents her mommy told her amount. While most children were scared by figures like this, she loved them because of her mother’s stories. That was the main reason she didn’t run away, that and she was so young that most things didn’t scare her but rather just made her sad and cry. Fear was something that would come later in life.

“Mmhm! It’s pretty and makes you look nice!” she exclaimed while admiring his face. When he came down to her height she could help but giggle because she could get a better look at the clown. “Do no other clowns have that paint?” Marvel asked while tilting her head. She didn’t know if they were allowed to share the same paint or not with other clowns.

“I’m Marvel Vondi-dilli, um, Vondila,” she chirped with a smile, “I like to dance too!” Swinging her hips in a fashion that children would consider dancing, she couldn’t stop smiling at the other. This was like a dream to her!

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