#trckstaer

"and what makes you think it's going to?" bitterness seeped into every syllable, a stark contrast to makaria's usual upbeat demeanour. she did not mean to be so harsh, but after so many years of watching the same problem unfold, despite their many efforts... it was hard to be hopeful. even for her. even when it came to her father.

Getting used to a teenager in her apartment took a bit of an adjustment, but by the third night Karen and Candace had settled into a comfortable enough routine with each other. It did force Karen to have to actively cook and tend to household chores while the girl was present, but she didn't mind that as much.

Sometimes Karen needed to remember how to not be alone.

It was their last evening together before Matt and Foggy would return, and Karen was working on chopping up the vegetables for a stir fry. She heard the lock of the door click, the sound of feet crossing the threshold and a bag dropping on the floor of the entry hallway. Buck was waiting patiently, entire body wagging in excitement as the girl crossed into the living room. "How was your day?" was Karen's first remark, glancing back to see the girl pausing to ruffle Buck's face before she moved to the kitchen area.

❛  what  can  i  do ?  ❜ was @trckstaer's response, sleeves rolled up and hands being scrubbed in the sink.

for the first time in her life, thalia had found peace. she hadn't been consciously aware of it, hadn't had a real emotion past the terror as a monster tore into her arm even as she speared it, the flood of relief as she saw luke push annabeth past what must have been the boundaries of the camp. and then there was nothing. and that was where the peace came in, the absolute nothingness of it all, the silence. It was something that she had never felt before, and she settled into it, unthinking and moving, allowing it all to wrap around her like a warm, fluffy blanket.

and then it had stopped.

coming back to life, so to speak, had been absolutely fucking terrifying. suddenly, she could feel the air in her lungs, hear the world around her through more than a haze, and most jarringly, annabeth had been there. but she wasn't annabeth, because she was big, and annabeth was small, and how did she look so close to thalia's age now? where was luke? the explanations were terrible, the realization that she had woken up only to be thrown into the middle of a war, and really, she could have cried, had her pride allowed her to. she hated being back, she wanted the quiet to come back. she didn't want the weight of a prophecy on her shoulders, she was just so fucking sick of it all.

she had waited for luke to reach out to her. she knew that he would, once he heard that she was back. he had to. how would he ever do something like this and not include her? and soon enough he had, and they had arranged to meet at one of their old hideouts, a little cave just a couple miles outside of camp. she would go alone, had no intentions of telling anyone in the camp, but it made her uncomfortable not to even mention it to annabeth. they would be able to sway her if it was the both of them, right? she hoped. 

@trckstaer sent crown of silver. sender congratulates the receiver on their political engagement, hiding their true affection for the receiver. — Loras for Kat ( but between them ) !

kat had many feelings about the engagement. she'd known it was coming ever since her mother and father began discussing potential marriage matches. she had not had much, if any say in it, but she had dreaded it. loras and highgarden had always been where she'd pinned her hope. save from not marrying at all, she wanted nothing more than to be among the flowers, and now with luck that was coming true! finally she might be able to breathe easy away from the life she'd always known in king's landing.

catarina  loss  (  @trckstaer  )  said  to  george  lovelace  ;  " do you need a doctor ? "