on the jellicoe road by melina marchetta + parallels
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on the jellicoe road by melina marchetta + parallels

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P R O L O G U E // Someone asked us later, “Didn’t you wonder why no one came across you sooner?” Did I wonder? When you see your parents zipped up in black body bags on the Jellicoe Road like they’re some kind of garbage, don’t they know? Wonder dies.
part i / part ii — jellicoe road parallels
A home to come back to every day of their lives. Where they would all belong or long to be. A place on the Jellicoe Road.
social media au: jellicoe road pt. 2 (part 1)
insp. by headcanons with @anabelsbrother and @arjuro (x)
- jellicoe road, melina marchetta
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{fave characters}: taylor markham, jellicoe road
If I want more, I need to go and get it, demand it, take hold of it with all my might, and do the best I can with it.
marchetta week → day 4: a song for your otp
my heart is bigger than the distance in between us
“proof” by paramore → taylor and jonah
Chapter 8
When he said that to Tate she’d be perplexed. “But Webb, I’m like this because of you. You’re everything to me.” On Narnie’s sad days, he wished he could be all that to her too. “Is that what you want?” his sister had asked once while they sat dangling their feet in the river. “In a different way because you’re my sister but yeah. If it keeps you happy. . .or wanting to live, yeah, I’d want to be everything to you.” “You do all the work, Webb,” she said tiredly. “Don’t you get sick of that?” He shook his head. “Not if you and Tate are okay.” “But what happens to all of us when you’re not okay? What then? We’ll become pathetic. Even more than I am now. So why would I want someone to be my everything when one day they might not be around? What will be left of me then?” “I’ll never ever leave you, Narnie. You’re my sister. You’re all I’ve got.”
for the lovely, @connorose <3