#fverte

“scott this whole ‘i can save everyone’ bullshit is going too far. even for you. he’s a zombie! there’s no good or bad zombie’s there’s just them eating brains which you clearly don’t have!”

@fverte​ asked  ❝ It doesn’t matter if you can’t say it right now. ❞

               the blonde vampire was in laying down beside to the werewolf when she heard those three words coming from his lips. Those words came back to haunt her, so she sat up. A sheet wrapped around her torso, her back facing him so she couldn’t let him see the fear, to get her thoughts, emotions and fears about those words in check. She heard Scott speaking again, to reassure her, which made her smiled a small smile.  

THE POSITIVITY MEME || @fverte

🥇 - I think you’ve done a brilliant job with your muse. 🎯 - Your portrayal is on point! 💛 - You’re a dear friend to me. 🌟 - I love seeing you on the dash! 🌞 - You are such a bright and lovely person OOC.

still surreal, Octavia thought to herself, as she sat on the porch swing at her family home. it has been a couple of days since her ordeal with the alpha pack and being bitten by Kali, she is still coming to terms that she is now a werewolf, like her brother’s best friend, and its overwhelming to say at least. 

she heard a motorcycle heading up the street and glanced up to see that it was Scott. perhaps to check on Stiles and all, octavia thought to herself, as she gave him a smile from where she was sitting. 

phrases that really hit where it hurts.

like a knife in his chest. that’s what these three little words felt like. words that he thought he would never hear out of the other’s mouth. oh, he’d been so wrong.

scott was his safe haven. the one person that would never judge, despite theo’s past. who knew so damn well how much pain theo had went through, because he’d been the only person theo would open up to about it. 

and now... what?

he didn’t know what he’d done wrong. a thousand scenarios played out in his head, all the words he’d said to scott these past few days, all the things he’d done, the ways he’d looked at scott. he was trying to find that one thing, that one moment, that had ruined it all.

then it dawned on him. it wasn’t any of that. not a single thing. 

it was theo’s mere existence, his presence, that scott could take no longer. the realization that everything about theo was wrong, that he wasn’t someone that could be saved -- or loved. 

theo was so sure of it.