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⠀⠀⠀a 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥,⠀minuscule grin appears on his face,⠀too. only lasting a 𝗆͟𝗂͟𝗅͟𝖺͟𝗌͟𝖾͟𝖼͟𝗈͟𝗇͟𝖽.
⠀⠀〝⠀yes,⠀yes …. i 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸. i'm sorry.⠀〞
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a 𝖒inuscule grin tugged against the
corners of her mouth—— the realization
to his actions became apparent .
“ you had me worried for
a 𝓈econd … you know that ? “
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if he had read it he'd be teasing her right about now. is she in need of a 𝙝𝙪𝙜? it's not like he's going to give her one,⠀but there's always mom.
⠀⠀〝⠀yes,⠀please.⠀〞
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to still himself,⠀his breathing settles deep within his chest. his body crawling to a 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 stop,⠀voice mirroring.
⠀⠀〝⠀have you s͟e͟e͟n violet?⠀〞
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there's a 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 blemish in the air,⠀a ripple where dash has once been. body still 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 at an uncontrollabe pace. his face barely visible.
⠀⠀〝⠀𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙤𝙤—⠀〞
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[ @METROVILLEBLUR ]
" dash .ᐣ " recognizing violet ' s brother at the door quite made her a bit curious —- and worried about why was he there . " nice surprise . can i help you .ᐣ "
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this 𝗌͟𝗆͟𝗈͟𝗈͟𝗍͟𝗁 motion actually seems to 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 him. the 𝑏𝑢𝑧𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 dies down and he settles into a 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤—⠀agonizing rhythm.
⠀⠀〝⠀ah,⠀no.⠀〞
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𝓼ighing . her digits already found them-
selves combing back blonde locks ———-
this was nothing out of the ordinary with
him . “ am i gonna have to play the
guessing game &&. figure it out ? “
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@scopumori ➬ @METROVILLEBLUR .
“I— swore I saw you a
few blocks back just a minute ago—
𝐵𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑦, I see many people
on a daily basis these days—!
Probably my imagination.
… Or lack of sleep.
I’m gonna put my
money on ( that ) one.”
THE FAMILY INVISIBLE DAUGHTER, violet parr. heavily headcanon post movies based. loved by rei ( fae neopronouns; 22 ). very sporadic and low activity. revamped Aug '25
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⠀⠀⠀he is still 𝑏𝑢𝑧𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔—
he's about to jump out of his skin. the feeling quickly dissipates when her hands make contact with his shoulders.
⠀⠀〝⠀honestly,⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀‹ c͟o͟n͟t͟ . ›
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⠀( placing her hands on his shoulders :
𝓼kepicism not seeming to ease in the
*𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 … he is not. ) 𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙡
robert parr ———- does this look fun
to 𝒎𝒆 ??
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he begins to savagely tare through one of the boxes,⠀devouring 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 of the snacks within a fraction of a 𝗌͟𝖾͟𝖼͟𝗈͟𝗇͟𝖽͟.
he's totally ruining his dinner.
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the door barely has time to close behind him before he stops inches from his bed. the boxes of snack—cakes and 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 else dash managed to grab during⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀‹ c͟o͟n͟t͟ . ›
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his brief time in the kitchen,⠀fall precariously into the middle of his bed. his father's sleepy voice a distant 𝖾͟𝖼͟𝗁͟𝗈͟,⠀dash slumps backward onto the bed and⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀‹ c͟o͟n͟t͟ . ›
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