R0CKST★R ‍ .ᐟ

⠀⠀  ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ PUNK—ANARCHIST HELLBENT ⠀⠀ ON OUSTING AUTOCRATS ﹒ ⠀⠀ ⠀shredding his * way through ⠀⠀ ⠀the patriarchy ﹔EAT THE RICH ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

‍╱ hey it’s arachkids

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‍╱ HEY GWENS THIS IS FOR U :33

⠀⠀ @baIIinwebz  .ᐟ

‍╱ I’LL BE HERE NEXT WEEK CAUSE MY HOBIE MUSE HAS BEEN KINDA LOW …

a pose of surrender ﹐ brows arched upwards in ‘pression of sheer helplessness —— ⠀⠀ 〝 ‘hough ﹐ i mus’ say .. an apology ain’t hurtin’ no one ﹒ 〞

⠀⠀ 〝 mate ﹐ ion know —— honest  .ᐟ : if y’want somethin’ genuine ﹐ yer should decide what y’should be doin’ by yerself ﹒ ⠀⠀ it ain’t gon’ mean nothin’ if ya doin’ what i toldcha t’do ﹒ 〞 ⠀⠀ raise of ringed fingers in

mate : ‘hat pig ain’t gon’sta be findin’ ya ‘ere ﹒ ⠀⠀ y’used that watch i fixed up for ya ﹐ right ִ 𖤠 ⠀⠀ he ain’t gonna know ya came t’my earth ﹒ 〞

coupled with exhale of equal dramatics ﹒ ⠀⠀ multiple rounds of such calming exercises ﹐ ‘fore she’s parting chapped lips to speak once more ﹐ timbre quiet and even —— nothing like usual expressive nature ﹒ ⠀⠀ 〝 don’tcha be worryin’ ﹐

⠀⠀ 〝 deep breaths ﹐ miles —— follow my breathin’ ﹐ ‘lright ִ 𖤠 〞 ⠀⠀ separating self from quivering boy ﹐ hands a fixture on his shoulders ﹐ calming grip in reminder that punk was still present : over — exaggerated inhale ﹐

be ‘ embarrassment ’ .. an emotion that felt entirely foreign on such abrasive character’s features ﹒ ⠀⠀ 〝 ion think issa good idea t’trouble ya wit’ that .. y’been loadsa help ‘lready  .ᐟ 〞

⠀⠀ 〝 bloody wonderful —— ion do well wit’ honorifics ﹒ 〞 ⠀⠀ hands twisting ‘hind back ﹐ each tug of fingers spurring loud ‘ pop ’ from tensed knuckles : if expression on punk’s visage could be dignified with singular word ﹐ it’d

⠀⠀ disappointment lacing 'cross features at flower's inability to understand underlying insinuation of grass in hand .. small pout making itself seen ﹒ ⠀⠀ 〝 sure thin' ﹒ gon'sta frame it up ﹒ 〞

⠀⠀ 〝 go on ﹒ bless my ears ﹐ why dontcha ִ 𖤠 〞

⠀⠀ entirely oblivious to feelings spelt out 'cross flushed face ﹐ only gazing at sun through fluttering lashes ﹐ fingers interlocking with other's with comforting squeeze ━━ small smile ﹐ a bump of shoulders together ...

had gotten dear friend like this was no longer there .. 'fore kicking door shut ﹐ shielding them from the invasive gaze of night sky ﹒ ⠀⠀ 〝 'ey .. 'ey ﹐ peter pan ━━ what's wron' ִ 𖤠 〞

⠀⠀ ... arms instinctively finding themselves wrapped 'round crying boy ﹐ palms rubbing soothing circles into crook of neck in attempt to stifle the sobs ripping out of arachnid ━━ eyes fiercely glancing outside ﹐ to make sure * whatever

⠀⠀ pink frames sliding off angled nose with fierce whip of head ﹐ arms hugging 'round own waist to hold in chuckles stealing their breaths ﹒ ⠀⠀ 〝 ain't we a jolly pair ﹐ eh ִ 𖤠 〞

⠀⠀ 〝 ‘cause ‘s touch grass day ﹒ 〞 ⠀⠀ holding out hand .. miles should totally touch the grass haha —— ⠀⠀ 〝 luv .. why’re y’carryin’ moss ﹒ 〞