Lets call it what it is, I'm just behaving like you, old man.

spooky❥ was abt to announce im omw home and realized i havent eaten anything all day except cough drops

spooky❥ Do i spin the wheel again?

spooky❥ okay i have finished crying over characters ate are products of their fathers rage

Is that what we're fuckin calling it?

spooky❥ Just finished the season 2 premier of Peacemaker with Sonder and we are distraught

//

Like a wounded animal snapping at any hand to come near. Self preservation, survival. And now a hand was offering kindness.. There was some painful irony of hero ignoring his faults as a villain; if it was at a different time, he might have laughed at its absurdity. How was he to answer

spooky❥ Is pierrott online im gonna reply

spooky❥ plot twist the fevers still around

spooky❥ taking care of some homestuff before i be active or anything me and sonder wanna watch the season finale of peacemaker bc it drops tonight and ive got 3 episodes left ✨we've been hella binging and its sooooo good

spooky❥ One day I will get out of my own head and write longer replies instead of being self concious it

Daken stood, studying Johnny's face. It was a plea almost, begging for him to consider it— consider them. It terrified him, the sincerity and the prospect of possibility. Inner turmoil turned in his stomach, fingers lacing and clenching around the hero's own. It wasn't a harsh grasp, but nor was

"To be in love is to surpass one's self."

//slide me that good angst like it's a drug deal

spooky❥ NO (do you want the starting post)

spooky❥ DONT LOOK THE WHEEL FATE SAID MAKE IT WORSE

spooky❥ im doing stuff slowly i promise dhwjdj I'm just watching peacemaker with sonder again we're on season 2 already so I can see the finale thursday!

spooky❥ sometimes i give pyro a box to stand on so he can be tall

Somber eyes flicker over Johnny's face— Listening despite the words feeling distant. As if he were describing a foreign concept, something intangible. That kindness, that affection, that 𝙡̵𝙤̵𝙫̵𝙚̵.. it made a deep part of his stomach hurt; like an invisible sickness there creeping up the back of his

spooky❥ rubs my hands like a fly. pyro pookie..

spooky❥ Johnnt (pyros) cant win

Oh— Oh hey what the fuck is that—

Oh ew?

spooky❥ gonna have a break instead of replies i think

if your parents think you're gay, then you're doing it right.

@newyorkshated.bsky.social // @human-torch.bsky.social

I want love to walk right up and bite me, grab a hold of me and fight me, leave me dying on the ground.

Please. Please don't leave.

@human-torch.bsky.social @newyorkshated.bsky.social

"Look up. It's- 𝙎𝙐𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙈𝘼𝙉!"

Daken lets the spider ramble on; listening to all the 'I wants' and 'Johnny wants'.. it irks him. You know what he doesn't hear in all of that..? "You fucking done? Damn you both talk a lot.. I get it. You don't think I fucking get it? You want something, he wants something-- But what about what

What, you in a listening therapy mood or some shit?

The touch earns a flinch, more of a reaction than the punches ever had against that sullen face. There's a brief moment, just a moment when he really considers those words.. really considers that as possibility as his eyes soften. Just a mere second when he considers what could be. But just

kiss me if i'm wrong but dinosaurs still exist right ?

"...YOU DID WHAT? YOU COCKROACH— I'LL CHASE YOUR ASS I'LL FUCKING DO IT."

Sure fucking did.

♇ᡣ𐭩 Naked fish vs angry sibling bickering, IDK which is funnier

🧍 Glancing down. "Oh.. I've been fucking shot... YOU SHOT ME? YOU FUCKING COCKROACH?"

"Oh what are you going to do, fucking shoot me?" 🤪

"Kill it !" 🗣️

Don't feed the roach it will just stick around, just kill it

狂しい ????? I am NOT letting you eat my arm?

My fucking WHAT

The cockroach is hungry go figure

Yes, kill me, love, to the point where your blood boils with love.

Each word felt like a ringing in his ears, growing more and more distant; as if a man listening to the pleas of another at the end of a very long tunnel. It echoed there, vacant and hollow, words trying to grasp for something nearly intangible-- or perhaps long buried. Not mere years, but for

I can thank you for that charming personality trait.

I AM UGLY AND SCARRED. I AM A HORRIBLE PERSON. YET I LIVE.