𝓕𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓵𝓲𝓷 𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼

//Me too!

//Chat I promise, gimme this weekend to publish it. I’m taking my sweet time especially cus it’s the last one 🥺

I’m also just having a bit too much fun writing Robbie so- (yeah there’s really no excuse but you’re not my parents so…😛)

“Yeah yeah, you’re the worst.”

A small little raspberry he lets out from his mouth and then getting out…not before taking just one candy. Just a tiny small one.

Sibling tax-

“Frank said to not say that. But I had to tell him it was the pro strats. Plus I’m not lying, you technically were sick. Sick of my crap any how.”

He decides to just sit there for a moment in thought.

“Yeah yeah. Don’t get mushy on me now.”

Though he appreciates it because…siblings.

“The kindness of my heart was making sure that she didn’t get to ‘tax’ the candy that I know you like. I hid those under my blanket and a pillow.”

Smart, hiding candy. Perhaps he’s hidden other stuff.

“Plus I told everyone that you were sick and did the puppy eyes. It resulted in more candy.”

“No problem sis!”

Sure they may bicker and argue, maybe even fight. But in the end he still wants to make sure his sister is doing just fine.

“I should tell mom that I’m doing this as a tax write off so she can stop taking my candy.”

//Thank you for supporting me.

~ 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙣 𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 ~

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• Independent Portrayal
• Adult Themes
• MDNI / Lewd DNI
• Friendly Writer

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“…”

Without a word he slides over a tiny container of her favorite candies.

“Which is why I cleared the whole state. I had to trick or treat for both of us.”

//Expect Luna lore on either Saturday or Sunday (likely Saturday).

It’s been 3-4 months since I last wrote her lore and this will be the last one. After that, no more story.

I can finally let her rest from having lore and focus that energy onto my other muses 🫡

“Which part do I not tell my mom?”

“Would you believe me if I said uncle Frank and I cleared out the whole state? Who knew that web shooters and an intimidating guardian for trick or treating, would make a nice combo. Here you go.”

He gives back the web shooters, albeit he took a mental image of it for future use.

//You best believe he wouldn’t let that moment die down. He’s going to keep bringing it up.

“Go have fun! You won’t be able to go get candy when you’re an adult. Or go to a Halloween rave or something.”

It’s every kid’s dream to go get candy with their friends to get cavities and then get the parent tax…franklin got taxed by mother-

//One day Valeria shall feel the wrath of Franklin being the one to shut her down…albeit the sun might explode before he gets to that point-

Exactly. Real men eat the T-Rex with a nice dip of ketchup. No mustard, absolutely no goddamn mustard.

//He’s waiting for her to let her guard down 🙂‍↕️

Trust (don’t trust-)

//That’s the point, it’s tough as nails lmao

//I just like how it’s always Valeria that shuts him the fuck down.

Hardly Franklin gets to shut her down because she outsmarts him-

//You fucking dogpile on him 😭

“This is the kind of shit he would eat” basically

Now that is a dinner for true men. Only real ones eat this.

Well, Franklin does.

“I was asking how your Halloween went. Don’t tell me you spent it all night in here.”

But honestly he wouldn’t be surprised if she did. He’s also certain both mother and father 2.0 need therapy but that’s besides the point-

“That’s not really an appropriate answer to the question.”

The kind that one gets when they spend Halloween with Frank Castle…with both mother and father 2.0 being okay with that.

//When are they not?

“Anyways, that was my eventful Halloween experience. How about you?”

He was describing his Halloween experience this year? Damn…

//Casually using out of context statements I’ve said during gaming sessions for this-

“Walked ass out, on his tippy toes, moving like a fucking crab”

“The other guy was also walking ass out, on his tippy toes, and walked like crab.”

Yeah no…he’s definitely on something. Probably that sugar from trick or treating, candy.

“And then he shot him in the butt.”

What the fuck was he saying-