balls are balls

It IS sometimes hard and frustrating to raise a child whose brain works differently to your own. Having a child who bolts and has very little grasp of danger is TERRIFYING.

Nevermind that the prevailing online narrative around ADHD now is all executive dysfunction, hyperfixation jokes, and aesthetic photos of doom piles. You don't see examples of bolting, ODD, or disrupted schooling on your insta feed.

It has nothing to do with biology (except ADHD is genetic, so um, yeah.). Its about knowledge and experience.

I return again!

Sorrrry for delay i was in a torment nexus (employment)

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Hen’s hands are careful at his wrist. Professional as they slide the needle home. Soft at his shoulders as they wrap him up warm against the shivers and the shudders of a body too tight to breathe steady. Too loose to pull upright. And he loves her as much as he hates her and he hates her as much as himself.

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“Yeah, well.” The coffee steams, and he blinks to clear the haze from his eyes. “Buck’s paying the price for that, too.”

Hiiiiiii heres the least hallmarky 10 sentences sorry about that

The trees creak and yaw overhead, and fat drops of rain spatter in the puddles as he weaves around them, but the weather is nothing like it was back down by the riverside. It’s almost peaceful out here. So quiet he can’t even hear the birds or the distant rush of water. Silent except for the wet drag of his bad leg through the mud.

He thinks of Adriana’s threadbare carpet, and cringes.

The track is dryer at the edges, some long ago attempt at paving still clinging to life at the edge of the forest, so he does his best to stick to it. It’s not easy, his balance is off and his head is tucked low against the rain, but he does his best even if occasionally he has to step off the road entirely to avoid a pothole nature’s reclaimed. He’s looking down at his feet, judging the least wet path between one patch of moss and another, when he spots it.

Lying at his feet as white and shiny as though it has been touched by a hundred passing hands, lies the skull of a dog.

Next 5 because the phrase work in progress is doing a lot of heavy lifting 😅

Try again.

"And for driving back. That was dumb. I don’t know what we were thinking."

20 sentences omg.

Maddie sets the coffee down in front of him, drops onto the sofa opposite, then stands back up. Turns the mug slightly so the handle is facing him. Eddie stares.

“Well?” she says, “It’s not going to drink itself.”

“I—” He breathes in, deep, letting it shudder back out the way it wants to. “Thank you.”

Maddie shrugs one shoulder, casual, but her eyes are shrewd.

“That’s what friends do.”

Eddie grasps the mug with both hands. It’s past warm. Hot enough to sting, not that he minds. He spends most of his life playing with fire.

“I’m sorry,” he says. Means. Though he knows she can’t grasp the half of it.

Maddie’s eyes narrow, and he thinks, oh.

“For which part?”

“For—” He pauses. Recalibrates. “New Mexico, firstly.”

Three ghosts is 15 sentences? Aight!

The wind is howling, a sharp, cold breeze pinching at his cheeks as he drops his paper to the bed. His fingers feel stiff with it, shivering as he taps uselessly at his phone. Turns the Wi-Fi on and off just in case and Jesus fucking Christ is that window open?

Buck needs to leave. It hits him like a bullet through the shoulder, sends him reeling, unsteady, over to his duffel. He needs to get out of this place; this town with its weird weather and sad old men and pictures with eyes that watch his every move. Maddie will never come here, could never, he’s not even sure it’s real. Like maybe with every night he stays here he moves another breath closer to something—somewhere, else.

The door creaks, and his fingers slip as he struggles with the buckle of his bag. His skin prickles. The back of his neck feels hot. Watched. He's losing his goddamned mind.

The door rattles, and then— a knock.

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👻: Ghost!Eddie / terrible hallmark movie AU

💊: Buck POV pick your poison coda

🗣: Eddie & Maddie pick your poison coda