my dad is a little crazy.

like for a starter

holly has a huge heart, she never is quick to judge. she loves to make new friends, and to make them bracelets even if they only knew eachother for one day. she adores sleepovers, snuggles, and movie times. 

“i had a freaky ass dream..” she mumbled under her breath with a serious expression -- she DID learn that quote from badger. 

@twghthmmr​ continued from here 

                                                       𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫.

- rupi kaur

“i love you, auntie jane..you’re the best..” she whispers while she slowly began to drift off into a slumber, curled up under the warm blanket, nuzzled against the warmth of jane. 

holly suffers from constant nightmares of an unknown man, a shadow man threatening to harm her family, and friends. she isn’t aware the shadow man, the man that haunts her so much. is walter white, her father. she doesn’t remember him, or his face but she knows shes terrified of him. 

with her knees tucked firmly against her chest she gazed down towards the ground sniffling, nodding her head slowly. fingers curling up into the blanket that was wrapped around the both of them, as she was firmly curled up into jane’s side. “it..it doesn’t feel like it..” she trailed off under her breath soon turning so she could crawl into jane’s lap instead wrapping her arms around her neck, burying her head into her shoulder. “auntie jane make the nightmares go away..” she pleaded into her shoulder, tears dampening the fabric of the others shirt.

“see?” it was a simple stretchy band that she was putting on little beads, she was mildly attempting to spell out ‘friend’. but she didn’t grasp how to properly spell that, but she attempted anyway. soon enough pushing herself up to her feet to rush over so he could get a proper look. “i’m almost finished.” she proudly grinned. 

soon enough moving her gaze back towards jane, now becoming a little nervous to why the other seemed worried. she sat up slightly in her seat, hand instantly moving to grab at jane’s. “who’s here? you didn’t tell me this was gonna be..a sleepover..?” her little mind not understanding the unwanted guest that might’ve been over. “is this a sleepover..?” she mumbled, her brain not even thinking of what dangers could be going down instead, but it was better she had innocent thoughts, right?