Feb 28, 2016
Almost 3 years later she still makes the same weird faces 😂😍 #lovehertopieces #rybug #selfie
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Almost 3 years later she still makes the same weird faces 😂😍 #lovehertopieces #rybug #selfie
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Duck lips 💋 #rybug @chassymooney @kbowman.93 @dustin_lee89
She's too fricken cute 😍 #dancer #rybug #crazykid @chassymooney @dustin_lee89 @kbowman.93
I absolutely love love love the way she says my name ❤️ it's crazy how big she's gotten lol I love you Rylee Ann #cutiebootie #proudaunt #rybug @cmooney_ @kbowman.93
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can I prompt Rylee and Jamie marathoning something together???
Awkward is playing on the TV and they’re already onto their fifth episode, and Rylee is sitting cross legged on the floor in front of her couch so that Jamie can play with her hair absent mindedly behind her.
Something happens in the show and Jamie gasps and shouts “like, oh my god!”, her hands letting go of Rylee’s hair from the shock, causing the braid to completey unravel.
Once Jamie recovers from the turn of events, her hands get busy braiding again, only for her get shocked again and the process just repeats all night, but Rylee can’t help but smile at her.
It's when Rylee is jotting down a new spell - it's a new one, supposed to lay dormant in an evelope before being opened, because she's not a fan of what is happening in her favourite show right now and wants to change a producer's mind - that Lucas puts his big head on her shoulder. He starts off quiet, pretending to read what she's writing as if he can understand it, and if Rylee is being honest, she only half understands it herself. Lucas then begins, "So. . ." "No." "What! You don't even know what I'm going to ask." "It's you, so it's going to be dumb." "Wow, give your boyfriend a little credit." She rolls her eyes, "What do you want?" "Y'know, maybe a lil magic to help us win the game this friday." She turns to stare at him, "Isn't that cheating?" "I don't know if I'd call it cheating," he pauses, grins. "I'd just call it making use of my witch datemate." "Are you being serious right now or do you just want me to stroke your ego and tell you that you don't need magic to be good at soccer?" He considers for a moment, "That would be a great idea but no, I'm serious." "Ugh, Lucas. No." (She does ends up making him a drink, but its nothing more than a spell made to slightly increase his stamina, keep him running faster for just that bit longer. He's over the moon about it. They win the match, and Lucas comes running up to her and kisses her afterwards, telling her her weird witchy stuff is awesome and she should do it more often. Rylee tells him she was only going to do it once, and he whines and pouts until she grabs his sweaty jersey and pulls him down for a kiss.)
whispers bug&bee, saturday morning (or whenever ry wakes up)
When Bianca wakes up early on a Saturday morning, the pain is still there: it
aches
and its too hard to pinpoint the source down to one part of her body, so she doesn’t even attempt to.
She moves slightly, attempting to ease some pressure but accidentally bumps into Rylee instead, who is sleeping soundly next to her.
Bianca smiles, remembering how last night Rylee had climbed into her bed and offered to keep her warm, whispering something about how “joints feel better when they’re warm, right,” and wonders if she’s the only one who knows how much of a softie nerd her sibling is, and if so, she promises to keep it secret.