❛ HALE BENT.

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expect a revamp of this blog sometime this week!

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#i’m weak af #congrats on your everything

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                    ❛   I’M NOT.  ❜  the rage that sits inside his chest burns,   makes his hands clench into fists  &   make his back go stiff.   there’s no point in lying,  he’s never been very good at it anyway though it’s different ; she can read his emotions even when he tries to mask them.   it’s irritating but it makes it easier,  it’s hard to talk about how he feels because he’s always been told to shut up,  to quieten down,  that no one cares.    ❛  i’m fine.  i’m just tired.  ❜   isaac’s tone is too harsh,  too angry,   he’s never been a very good liar.

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          she didn’t expect him to open up, to trust her with the truth, but she’s not going anywhere. lips press together briefly as she leans forward, elbows resting upon legs. as her head tilts toward him dark hair falls out of place, against a hard expression that she tries to soften for his sake.  

‘  isaac, i can feel anger radiating off of you.  ‘   it sizzles through the air and makes it heavy. if anyone else were to walk in they would choke.   ‘   --- you might as well get out with it.   ‘  

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you cried wolf, so i came running.   QUESTION:   am i the wolf or the savior? is my smile too sharp or just my teeth?   ANSWER:   come a little closer.    ↷    ind dark au scott mccall.   written by bast.

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             —————   TELL ME,    HOW DOES IT FEEL TO LIVE WITH YOUR FISTS CURLED,   always seeking something to fight?      how does it feel to be so RABID,   so  v i c i o u s ,   so hellbent on making a RUIN out of yourself?      how does it feel to be the KNIFE between your own ribs ?     darling, you are THE WAR AND THE BATTLEFIELD and there is no victory or glory in bringing yourself to your knees.   they have SUNG of your rage,   SEE   :      and none of them have known that most of it is aimed at yourself.    it will always feel  H O L L O W ,    somewhere, somehow,     like you’re full of holes;       it will always feel like you’re inadequate.      you must learn to live with it,    one way or the other,    before you fill the grave you’ve dug.     (  you’re choking on the thoughts, half too cowardly and far too proud to end what you began;     but it’s so late, by god, too late – you’re halfway to hell, the flames licking the soles of your feet.   it’s fine, you think. you didn’t know what you wanted when you picked up the axe, anyway.  )      ©

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                 gaze shifts to look at her upon the touch and eyelids rapidly blink to  WASH  away the tears that are threatening to spill over.   getting this off of his chest will be the best thing since the incident happened.    ❝    it’s just                  i haven’t told anyone,   not even scott because i know how scott will look at me if i tell him.   you’re the only one who will understand me so i just needed to come and tell you.     ❞    a hand comes up to  brush away at his cheeks as the teenager  INHALES  and  EXHALES   to calm down a bit.

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            she knew him, not as well as scott, but enough to know that he wasn’t malicious. he was kind hearted, sarcastic, but what teenager wasn’t? and like he said, it had to be done. surely he had a good reason, one that maybe scott wouldn’t understand at first, but that’s why he stumbled upon her doorstep this late. ‘  stay here.  ‘ she rises from the couch and moves to the kitchen, quickly retrieving a bottle of water from the fridge. he needed something to sober him up. it’s offered to him as she settles back into place.  

                                        ‘  can you tell me what happened?  ‘  she wanted every little detail.

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            arms cross firmly over her chest upon the sight of him, gaze hardening. she could be happy to see family considering, but she can’t quite find it in her to show even a bit of happiness.  

            ‘  we thought you were dead.  ‘  her and cora, that is. 

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I WILL BE HERE WHEN YOU THINK YOU’RE ALL ALONE.   SEEPING THROUGH THE CRACKS,   I’M THE POISON IN YOUR BONES.   MY LOVE IS YOUR DISEASE,   I WON’T LET IT SET YOU FREE   —   TIL I BREAK YOU    。。。     previously voraciiious.   ©

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            ‘  i’m sorry, you said scott and stiles went where?  ‘ she had heard the other fine the first time, but it didn’t quite sink in. though it should be no surprise, they were always sticking their noses where it didn’t belong. she wasn’t sure if it was because they were so navie, or they wanted to try and save everyone at the cost of their own lives. maybe both.

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                                   golden claws and ivory fangs,                                      i was meant to bring pain and glory.

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muse is loud!! like for a starter.

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leather jackets (▰˘◡˘▰)

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                   he allows the other to direct him to the couch,   sitting down might just be the best option for him right about now with everything that is going on.   gaze is still trained onto the floor below him hands shaking just a bit as mind gets lost in the recurring events.   he couldn’t tell scott,   not yet anyway and not telling anyone was really eating the teenager up inside.   so after having a bit of or a lot of  liquid courage stiles finds himself at the one person’s place who can understand and hep him.    ❝   i murdered someone                i didn’t mean to but it  HAD  to be done,   i had to do it.    ❞   maybe saying that enough times will make stiles actually  believe  it.

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          she listens closely, not to just his words but deeper. his heart is pounding, pulse racing. his honesty was brought on by the alcohol, but this must of been something he’d been holding onto for awhile now. reluctantly, she reaches out for him, grasping his hand tightly to provide him with some form of comfort, something to bring him back to reality. ‘  look at me.  ‘  she has so many other questions to ask him, but needs him to collect himself, she need him to breathe.  ‘  just slow down, okay? take a deep breath and try to relax for me.  ‘

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