Aug 15, 2018
celebrity au. people’s magazine cover with stiles stilinski ft. savannah stevens ( @woebound )
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celebrity au. people’s magazine cover with stiles stilinski ft. savannah stevens ( @woebound )
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THE CAMP IS A QUIET BACKGROUND NOISE from this far out, and stiles quite likes it like that. it has been maybe a handful of hours since their ship landed and each of the one hundred experienced their first moments on earth, but in those few hours, he has already had numerous people express their dislike towards him ---- people he had never even met ---- purely for the choices his father had made on the ark. as a result, the boy chose to keep his distance from the camp and instead scope out the nearby area; an attempt to truly take in and enjoy what could be his limited time on earth. he’s perched on a log, drawing patterns in the dirt when he hears footsteps coming through the underbrush to his right. the noise has him springing from his seat and whirling to face the incoming person, and once his eyes settle on them, he sighs heavily. ❝ what, are you here to take a shot at me now too ?? ❞
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HE EXITS THE CAR with a trademark sigh and a roll of his eyes. the familiar sight of the house before him is becoming his destination more and more often as of late. after a brief hesitation and a glance spared towards the backseat of his car, he nudges his own door closed with more force than truly necessary ( and grins a little at the soft grunt he receives in return. ) without opening the back door, derek first makes his way up the little garden path and the porch steps, and knocks as softly as possible so as not to wake up the children. ( although, in all honestly, most of them were probably still awake ; derek didn’t claim to know what on EARTH went on inside of that house. ) his voice soft yet firm, loud enough to carry through the wooden door, derek calls out,
❝ fiona ?? f i o n a !! ❞
she’s been waiting for this day for MONTHS. ever since she’d been released. she’d taken that job, just as red had helped her get. she’d saved up some good money and bought a nice apartment, and now she would finally be able to bring her girlfriend home with her. it was all still so surreal. she’s just grateful tricia’s okay, and that she actually told her about the release rather than surprising her by just showing up. that much surprise probably would have killed mercy.
now here she is, in a simple pair of sweats - she doesn’t want to seem too over dressed even for her girl, back at the prison she’d given so much of her life too. when she finally sees the guard bringing her girlfriend out, she doesn’t wait a second. for the first time she’ll be able to hold her and kiss her without someone trying to separate them. and that’s exactly what she does. “babe!” she runs straight for tricia, almost in tears as she cups the others cheek and kisses her.
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paranoia went hand and hand with the very blood that pumped through alex’s veins. a disease that plagued her being and kept her awake throughout the night, keeping an eye over her shoulder and right on the edge of a breakdown throughout the day. she was supposed to be safe! alex should’ve fucking known it was bullshit. it was kubra, for fuck’s sake. of course he wasn’t going to end up behind bars like he deserves, and she’d be paying the price of never having a moment’s peace. at least when she hadn’t been in prison, the paranoia was bearable. he wasn’t sure of where she was, fleeing would’ve been easy enough. being back in this shithole left alex too vulnerable, and it was only a matter of time before kubra followed through with her demise. ❝ there’s too many fucking new faces now, pipes. ❞ alex starts as her eyes dance across the populated yard, her back pressed against the fence and her heart seeming to pick up in pace against her chest. the longer she allowed her mind to linger on the matter, the closer she edged herself right to a panic attack. ❝ do you have any idea how easy it’d be for him to get someone in? fuck, he’s probably already got someone in here. ❞ alex breathes out and combs long fingers through strands of dark hair to remove them from her face, forcing her eyes away from unfamiliar faces to focus on piper. ( not that it helped much, it wasn’t like she really gave a shit about what alex was dealing with. still, she still had that way of making alex feel a little more at peace. ) ❝ can we go somewhere a little less populated before i give myself a fucking heart attack? ❞ / @woebound gets a starter she didn’t really ask for !
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hands are buried beneath her arms for warmth as her frame leans against the window, dark eyes casted out into the night lit up with police lights and the flashlights and phone screens of family members awaiting to see what would come next. poussey couldn’t help but let her mind wander to if her dad was out there, worrying himself sick with what might be happening to her behind the doors… or if suzanne’s parents were standing out there, hoping that all the shit they’d heard wasn’t true at all and she’d eventually come out the doors with that goofy smile of hers and prove them all wrong. hell, poussey had found herself hoping that for the past two days now. wishing that when she’d turn around, suzanne would be right there all creepy and shit and scare the hell out of her, and she wouldn’t even be that mad because at least she’s there. she knows that that’s all it is though, a dream that couldn’t ever be a reality again.
the image burned into her brain was enough proof of that. poussey couldn’t even remember the last time she had slept, or looked at her hands without her stomach twisting into knots and making her feel like she could vomit on spot. every time her eyes closed, it was like it was happening all over again. suzanne freaking out over that fucking guard, poussey trying to calm her down before it got too out of hand, guards pulling people off of the tables left and right, and then a gunshot and blood and suzanne’s head in her lap. the restricted feeling in her throat is what snaps her out of her thoughts and forces her away from the window, swallowing down the lump and fighting back the tears that threatened to spill. there wasn’t any time for that right now. they were still fighting for suzanne, for this whole damn prison, and right now? right now, taystee needed her… and she needed taystee. they all needed each other, and there’d be plenty of time to grieve more than she already had later.
“hey, t.” soft smile pulls onto her features as she stands within the doorway of the main office, gentle gaze falling upon the girl as she walks further into the room. fig had stepped out not too long ago for a needed break considering these negotiations had been going on for a while now, which left the perfect window open for poussey to swoop in and check on things. “you okay? i can maybe, uh, get you some coffee or some shit if you need it.” / @woebound.