#controlski

to filter through two metres’ span of hyperactive children the size half his thigh is an exercise, challenge carrying across but spotty.

maybe it’d help if derek just      there we go. there he goes:                 brawn deep in the lungs, he guests on the live cartoon                treat by plonking down opposite the burger                butcher, who gets all clear-faced and paler when not that far.                        physics.

character building question: if your character is Eagle One, who is

Been There Done That - Derek 

Currently Doing That - Stiles 

It Happened Once In A Dream - Lydia 

If I Had To Pick A Chick - Allison 

            a slow smile, while nails tapped incessantly at the desk             she was leaning against.

send a message to my character that you think will strike a nerve. 

meme : still accepting. 

                00.31AM :

       fingers tremble at the sound & her free hand has to clamp tight over her mouth lest       a strangled whimper spill forth. oh, how she's missed that voice. ana's tried to play       it time & time within her mind but the sounds have started to falter, the intonation of       his words not quite like they used to be. hearing him there, for only that brief amount       of time...it's like a nail in her pin cushion heart.                                                                                     & she quickly hangs up.

       03:56AM : 

                 ' i fucking hate you. i hate you so ------- SO fucking much, stiles.                  how could you leave me ? how could you do this to me ? '

                                         05:12AM : 

                                                    she's calmed, now. with the help of her mother who rushed                                                    in at the sound of the whimpers, the SCREAMS that ana                                                     didn't even try & muffle in her pillow. newfound parents                                                     would offer her endlessly to spend the night between their                                                    forms where they could protect her but she refuses every                                                     time. as much as it hurts, she wants to be where he was.                                                     she wants to be somewhere where she can pretend he's                                                     still THERE if she closes her eyes. to wrap herself around                                                    a mishapen, lumpy blanket stiles made from pillows &                                                    duvets. pretend she can feel his fingers dragging through                                                    her hair & lulling her to sleep.

       ' ----------- i can't sleep. i've tried. i've tried ever since you left.        i keep waiting for you to come in smelling like that really god       -awful booze you & scott used to get. talking to me like you're        a poet with your slurred chat up lines. god, they were awful.'

                  he could be awful. but he was hers.

                          ' come home, okay ? stop ---------- just stop fucking around & come home.                           i love you, stiles. i love you so much. just --------------------- please. please                           don't leave me here. help me to wa--------- '

                                                                                                      BEEP.

       their time's run out & it almost makes ana laugh.        their time was always running out. all she can        hope is that one day, like her mum & dad, they'll       get a few more hours on the clock.