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me, hunched over my counter like a fucking gremlin, shoveling handfuls of cereal into my mouth straight out of the box: dinner
You're running after something That you'll never kill If this is what you want Then fire at will
( * &. – AN ASSORTMENT OF RANDOM TV SENTENCE STARTERS .
‘ are you hitting me up for money with your hand on my uh— ’
‘ are you here to save me ? ’
‘ are you sure we should be doing this ? it kind of feels like cheating . ’
‘ come back to bed ! ’
‘ he just sent me flowers that you send to someone when you’re worried they’ll never see a flower again . ’
‘ he wore the perfume of death . ’
‘ hi there , little future train wreck . ’
‘ i accept that you will be a little intense – a little too much sometimes because you care so much . ’
‘ i came back because i’m in love with you . ’
‘ i couldn’t have you find out without me being there to hug you . ’
‘ i don’t think there’ll be a next time . ’
‘ i hate people . ’
‘ i knew you for such a short time & i’ve missed you forever . ’
‘ i know you’re not okay . i can tell . ’
‘ i like the hat . i was focused on that most of the time . ’
‘ i regretted it the moment i said it . ’
‘ i think she’s in big trouble . ’
‘ i wish i could make you feel dirty . ’
‘ invitation’s open . you can come along if you’d like to . ’
‘ it’s hard to face the truth sometimes . it’s scary . ’
‘ it’s scary not knowing what’s coming next , but you’ve got the worlds best safety net . ’
‘ it’s where it all began . ’
‘ i’ll make sure you get your jacket back . ’
‘ i’m a very curious person & i try not to underestimate people . ’
‘ i’m not here to see you , i have a life . good lord . ’
‘ i’m slowly poisoning my father - in - law . ’
‘ last week some regrettable utterances were . . . uttered . ’
‘ let’s go . or we could stay & . . . i’ll kill him . ’
‘ majority rules might’ve worked in medieval times , but we live in a civil society now . ’
‘ please don’t help . ’
‘ she is a little extra . i agree . ’
‘ stay here . it’s nice here . ’
‘ that doesn’t even make sense . ’
‘ that’s a far cry from cigarettes & sadness . that’s your usual m.o. ’
‘ there’s no way in hell that you should have a baby . ’
‘ this is unfortunate timing . ’
‘ was that anger or foreplay ? ’
‘ we are lame . we are so lame . ’
‘ we have a text chain . it’s mostly gifs , but sometimes we talk about how messed up y’all are . ’
‘ well , if you’d let me demonstrate . . . ’
‘ whatever you need , i’ve got you . all hands on deck . ’
‘ what’s wrong with you ? you look weird . ’
‘ why would you come back ? ’
‘ you are a bad girl . ’
‘ you are so lame . you are both so lame . ’
‘ you came across the country to say you’re sorry ? ’
‘ you can’t go into marriage thinking about ‘ forever ’ . who put that stupid idea into your head ? ’
‘ you dodged a very slow moving bullet . i’d call that a good use of your time . ’
‘ you don’t need—- you don’t need an explanation . ’
‘ you don’t overthink things like i do . that could be a good thing too . ’
‘ you feel like you need to be a rock for them & that apologizing shows vulnerability . ’
‘ you have trouble apologizing . ’
‘ you made me feel dirty . real dirty . ’
‘ your affair with her was over . you should’ve stayed away . why did you come back ? ’
‘ you’re just saying this stuff because you’re scared , or i’m scared , or we’re scared . ’
‘ you’re not here right now & , trust me , you really wanna be . ’
˚ ₊ ‘ i wanted to ask if you could stay. ‘
SHE IS NOT LOOKING AT HIM . TO SCOTT , that is the first tell that this means more than just for dinner , than just for a few more hours . the motel really isn’t far — a walk away , actually , and scott contemplates protesting , contemplates telling her he does not want to be a bother , because it’s the truth . because unless he is giving something , providing something , he feels a little bit like burden . like bother . like he could be useful , but instead , he is just being .
he thinks about it , but . but allison is not looking at him . this , he thinks , this request takes something from her , too . opens her up a little bit . she wants him to stay .
well . is that not what he wants , too ?
‘ i can stay . ’ warm and low , pitched somewhere in his sternum . scott takes a step closer , but still keeps it friendly , his i will always be in love with you tucked away . ‘ of course i can stay , hey . left over dessert ? your company ? this is what i’m here for , ally . ’ grin , sunsweet . ‘ are you sure it’s okay ? ’
˚ ₊ ‘ @argaents !

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˚ ₊ ‘ are you talking about me to your mom ? ‘
‘ OF COURSE I AM . ’ CONFUSION , SUNBLOOM’D . scott offers his words like duh , like why wouldn’t i be talking to my mom about you ? here , over lunch , scott pulls the additional bag of sour skittles from his backpack , the one he got specifically for liam , and slides it over . tosses one into his mouth and puckers , shrugging . ‘ we both think you could do well with , like , another after school activity . do you think the pack would like one of those paint classes ? that could be f — liam ? where are you going ? ’
˚ ₊ ‘ @moonlearns !
˚ ₊ ‘ who the fuck are you , man ? ‘
CAUGHT ! PANIC , WIDE - EYED AND SURPRISED , scott fumbles with the notebook in his hands , something almost humorous to the way hackles rise , shoulders up . a loose page falls from between cover , notes half - scrawled , doodles prominent . ‘ uh . ’ here , grin is naught more than sheepish . ‘ i wasn’t — i’m scott ? uh , you left your notebook — not this one , this one’s mine — in uh — english ? i just wanted to — ’
˚ ₊ ‘ @pyrognous .
+ aroes .
exasperated sigh pushes THROUGH glossed lips & manicured fingers comb back russet tendrils 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 , free hand on her hip . as silence breaks , neck snaps to his voice for eyes to shoot daggers before OFFERING a once over . DEFEATED & FRUSTRATED is the goddess & her body language is far from subtle . still , that is no reason to be 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 . ❛ earrings . ❜ she nods . half true . ❛ really REALLY expensive earrings . family heirloom , actually . ❜
WORRY COMES GENUINE : THIS IS A BOY WITH heart on his sleeve , kindness so big it bursts from inside of him . this is a boy who will scour earth for nothing but a set of earrings if it means it’ll help somebody . her frustration does not deter scott : understanding is he ! how upsetting it must be , to lose something so precious . ‘ trust me , you’ve got the right guy on the job . i’m , uh , really good at finding things . ’ perhaps this comes as fib ; he isn’t . but he has some help . nose / a twitch . ‘ m’sorry you dropped them . we’ll find them , okay ? ’ what softness ! smile is drenched in warmth . ‘ what color are they ? ’
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☼ › WHEN THE SUN SMILES . . .

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scott holds himself to unreasonably high standards, and while he is able to act the role of superman more often than not, and he can save so many people, and he can do what’s right — when something goes wrong, he takes it so personally that it just about kills a piece of him. above all, he will consistently blame himself for just about everything.
Rare Display Of Anger
But the wolf is always there, even // when I can’t see it.
Brianna Albers, from “The Audre Lorde Questionnaire to Oneself,” published in DIALOGIST (via lifeinpoetry)
+ argaents .
IN THIS LOVE , IN this shared heart , breeds their shared grief . some cosmic binding that echoes each other’s rhythms , pulses , beats . even through this wailing , even through this heartbreak , she can feel his own , which tastes like her own , which sounds like his own , which is hers & which is his . and so the grief comes in stereo between them , for how loud it crashes and booms , but so too does scott’s calm , does scott’s gentle love break through . through even all of this hurt bleeds scott in all his sweet aching . allison turns , heavy heavy , without fight , without revulsion , and in fact settles against him so easily , it is almost as if she has only been waiting to be held like this . with her face to his collar , his chest catching her tears rather than her own hands , she can grip the side hem of his shirt tightly in her shaking fingers . like this , like this , it is easier to settle , to breathe , just as he wants , just as he needs .
slowly , the sobs give way for sniffles and allison softens her vice - hold . it is another five breaths before she can speak without dissolving into another round of tears . still , her words are tremulous , AFRAID , and she squeezes her eyes shut even as she turns to pillow her cheek over his heartbeat so that he might see the bridge of her nose , the length of her lashes , the sharp of her cheek . ❝ scott . ❞ exhale is measured . allison reaches for one of his hands , presses the backs of his knuckles to her navel between them , and trembles . ❝ please don’t – it’s not for sure . it’s not guaranteed , it – i don’t want you to get too excited , just in case – ❞
IF THEY ARE JUST TOGETHER . IF THEY ARE JUST TOGETHER , they can get through it . any grief , any heartache , any horror . if it is just scott and allison , allison and scott . if he can just hold her like this , scott will be able to keep her pieces , their pieces , together . his pieces can , for the moment , be overlooked . allison has done the most to keep his heart warm too , warm him too . she keeps him loved and safe and cared for , so can’t he do this for her ? can’t he still do this for her ? the way she folds against him is relieving , it means he still has her . more than anything , more than anything , he still has her . they break together here , they hurt together here . they will share this sadness , as they share their love . he tucks her in , his own fingers trembling , his own body livewire - strung . she soothes , just by allowing him this in .
there is that third heartbeat that they are no longer ignoring . allison cries her grief over it , her concern . her worry . to her , maybe , another loss . another heartache . he does not worry about his grief , he worries about hers . how much more ? how much more is she going to be able to take ? how much until she is truly truly shattered ? ‘ that’s okay , ally , hey , it’s okay . we’ll take this at any pace we need to . ’ he is excited , just like he had been before . but that hardly matters when she’s breaking . ‘ it’s okay . how long — how long along — ’

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+ argaents .
❝ I’M SORRY , I’M SORRY . ❞ grief tastes like emptiness , like nothing . some kind of chasm where love should sit ( 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 , 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 , 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 ; 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ) . allison keens , once , a banshee wail of her own , her whole body straining against the protective grip scott has taken on her as she doubles over . she cannot hide from him even with her back to his chest , but she covers her face , fingers to her eyes , palms to her wet mouth . words come muffled , though they would be distorted from her sobs had she not pressed her hands to catch them . ❝ i’m sorry , i’m sorry . it’s ruined , i ruined it , i’m sorry . i’m sorry , please . ❞ please , please ; he has lost enough , he has lost enough . can’t he keep this one thing ? ❝ i’m sorry , i’m sorry . ❞
THERE IS NOTHING TO BE SORRY FOR , not from her . nothing that has happened were her fault , none of their loss . she grieves , too , more than he perhaps . more than he does . scott grieves for their loss , as well , but mostly scott grieves for her . he aches for her . her sadness is his , here , her grief is his . ‘ allison , shh , baby , please , it’s okay , you didn’t — ’ he is breaking here , too . atlas straining , solar eclipsed . scott hooks his chin over her head , twists them as gently as he can to twist her in his grip , to press her , face first , into his arms . ‘ nothing’s ruined , you’re good , you’re doing good , allison , it’s okay . i love you , okay ? ’ he needs her to breathe , to settle in . he’s worried . more than worried . close , like this , he thinks he can keep her safe .
but the thought wavers . for once , for once . scott doesn’t know . scott doesn’t know if he can keep the one person he loves most safe . ‘ don’t be sorry . what’s ruined , honey ? allison ? please — ’
+ mortalhost .
——– a full body wince. ( dear god, as if first days did not induce enough suffering themselves. ) freckle kissed visage &. platinum waves, bathed in light &. stardust, it is she who draws attention by merely existing. yet, there this golden girl stands: front of the room. drowning in a sea of stares. cheeks kissed by rose petals and breath held prisoner in lungs, finally she must succumb and break metaphorical ice, as the teacher put it. a silent sigh &. a pretty girl smirk delicately whispers ‘cross full lips as she is asked to introduce herself ( sapphire depths sparkle: mischievous).
“ my name’s june. ” her voice is the echo of wind chimes and doused in sarcasm whilst fleeting glances meet each set of eyes in the room. “ i’m thrilled to be here. ”
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THERE IS NOTHING SUNLIT TO BEING STARED AT . or maybe there is , maybe there is something to being known , seen . looked at and thought about . once upon a time , scott mccall was a nobody . sometimes he still thinks he is one . the earth sings at his steps , boy - wolf revered as something like promise : THIS ONE , THIS ONE . HE WILL KEEP US SAFE .
the world beneath his feet is also on his shoulders . he carries that weight .
‘ hey , uh , june — ’ new name dances like kindness on his tongue . here , wolfheart is all gentle smiles , warmth so present to the wide of his eyes that he could maybe maybe heat the sun . swallow it . maybe he already has . ‘ i’m scott . are you — how are you settling in ? need any help finding your classes ? ’