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Scott Sparks. 21. No, what my heart will be is a tower, And I will be right out on its r i m: Nothing else will be there, only pain And what can’t be said, only the world

[3589]

[everythingineed2be]

i would sleep so much better with your arms wrapped around me

[bushofire]

[igniteasspark-blog]

catarinarowle:

“I do know. I can’t resist automatically taking anything that is handed to me. It’s like a curse sometimes though you know? People can hand you really odd things sometimes.”

“I get that. Oh yeah? Whats the weirdest thing you’ve ever been given?”

[galgadotssss-deactivated2016071]

[natalicdormer]

[igniteasspark-blog]

gdiromanrlly:

“You never asked,” the blonde said simply. “You didn’t ask about a lot of things.” He stared at the other male, eyebrows furrowing a little before he spoke up once again. “I’ve had sex with three people. One didn’t know who I was, one took pity on me because I was freaking out about not knowing how to have sex. So there’s only one left, really.” Unable to really stop himself, his hand reached out, fingertips sliding up Scott’s slightly tensed forearm slowly, before sliding over his bicep. “I don’t think you really ever particularly cared about what was fair to me, Scott. Sex is great, so why shouldn’t we do it? Now that we know there are no strings attached.” The smirk that settled on his lips felt weird- he never really smirked, but it felt like the right thing to do in that moment as his hand dropped down. “But I don’t think you’d actually be able to handle me. Or my newfound sex drive.”

Scott looked down at his shoes. “I didn’t know i was supposed to,” he said softly. His blue eyes followed the other male’s trail up his arm, watching as he slowly raised the hair on his skin. When the accusation reached his ears, his gaze snapped back up to Roman’s face. “That’s not true,” he argued. “We just ... wanted different things.” He paused, studying him with a curious tilt of his head. “You really think it’ll be no strings attached? I find that hard to believe, after everything.” Scott  scoffed; a lion cub laughing in the face of danger. “Just try me.” The blonde subconsciously puffed out his chest, a playful gleam in his eye. “I could handle you better than you’ve ever been handled before.”

[igniteasspark-blog]

catarinarowle:

“Hey! Sorry to have run after you like that but I’m pretty sure you dropped this.”

Scott turned at the sound of her voice and glanced down at the familiar flyer in her hand. “Oh, hey, good eye. I didn’t even notice. Thanks.” He shot her an appreciative grin. “They were giving these out by the castle earlier. It’s hard to not take one, you know?”

[wnq-writers]

I just can’t get rid of the feeling that I am a bad person with a good heart. I always want to do the right thing but in the end I’m fucking things up. In the end I’m always fucking things up.

blxckwinkel (via wnq-writers)

[igniteasspark-blog]

c h e e r s

[igniteasspark-blog]

igniteasspark:

matthiasbayer:

“You say things that you think I don’t already know,” Matt responded with a wicked grin. Once the glass was on the table he threw his arm around the slightly shorter male. “Dude, think about this…,” he hiccuped once, “If we don’t find our damn soulmates…scratch that, even if we do…fuck what was I saying. Oh! By the time we’re thirty, if we hate them, we should just do a bro thing. Be permanent bros, you know?”

Scott glanced up at his taller friend and listened with as much attention as his unfocused, inebriated self would allow. At Matt’s words, his lips formed a stupid, drunken grin. “Permanent bros,” he repeated, a light laugh bubbling out of him. “That’s awesome.” He reached up to wrap an arm around the other male, clapping him on the back twice. “You’re my best friend. I love you, man. For sure.” His high school buddies had been fun to hang out with, sure, but he’d never had someone he could rely on before. Someone permanent. Peeling away from the other blonde, he reached for two more shots on the tray and held one out to him. “Let’s do a celebrat … a celeb … let’s just do a shot. To our future bro-lationship.”

[igniteasspark-blog]

i just don’t know

[igniteasspark-blog]

cecilvandekamp:

He actually walked INTO Scott, more focused on how much his legs hurt instead of how the other blonde stopped walking. Rubbing his cheek at its sudden collision with the other’s shoulder, he peered up at Scott and shook his head stubbornly. “No. No, no you don’t get to run away. You’re gonna sit down and talk to me,” Cecil insisted, reaching out and running a hand over Scott’s arm. Noticing a clearing near a cliff overlooking the ocean, he gave the other’s hand a small tug and pointed, “Let’s go chat, okay?”

Like a scolded dog, he allowed Cecil to pull him into a time out. Scott mumbled a response and followed the other male through an opening in the trees to a rocky ocean cliff, a vast and open space with no one else around; it was almost as if the cliff belonged to them. Finding a plateau of large, flat rocks, Scott perched himself at the edge of one and glanced over at his friend, inviting him to sit with his eyes. When the other male had settled, he took a deep breath and stared out at the ocean waves that were crashing into the rocks below them. “I don’t even know where to start,” he said. He glanced over at Cecil for encouragement before wrapping his arms around his bent knees. “I don’t think Roman and I are soulmates.”

[inkskinned]

the problem is, sometimes you’re so scared of being hurt, you’re the one who runs.

r.i.d (via slytherinwritess)

[igniteasspark-blog]

*throws tissue into trash can from two feet away*

me: BALLIN

me: BALL IS LIFE

me: BASKETBALL NEVER SLEEPS

me: KOBE TELL ME HOW MY ASS TASTES

[igniteasspark-blog]

gdiromanrlly:

Roman paused a heartbeat, watching the other male carefully as he debated what he wanted to say. If he was being completely honest, he was sick of lying- he wanted to be honest for once, and that thought was what pushed his words from his lips. “Because you’re happy. That’s why I want to be like you,” he said slowly, eyebrows furrowing together as he watched the other male’s face carefully. “Because you’re happy and I pretend to be happy, but I’m usually not. I do things for other people thinking it’ll make me happy but at the end of the day I’m still alone. At the end of the day, the person I call my best friend probably has ten other friends they’re closer to than me, and even though I love volunteering, I only do as much of it as I do because I don’t have friends to spend time with.” Shaking his head a little, the blonde slid his hands into his pockets, eyebrows furrowing slightly. “I think, when you’re drinking, not much can actually ruin it for you. He didn’t know who I was, I didn’t know who he was, and that was fine. I mean, I think I should just start accepting that it’s easier for me to get laid when no one knows who I am, right?”

He blinked at the other male’s words, forehead creasing as his lips parted slightly in surprise. This wasn’t the Roman he knew at all, this bitter person standing in front of him. He looked like Roman, but didn’t act like him, and he certainly didn’t speak like him. The light in his eyes was gone. “I didn’t know you were lonely,” Scott said softly, words laced was a hidden apology. He hadn’t spoken to him since the other male’s confession. “That’s true, about drinking, but …” He took a deep breath, crossing his arms over his chest as he studied the other blonde. “You can get laid, Roman. Hell, even I’d sleep with you, but I don’t think that’s a very good idea. It wouldn’t be—” he searched for the right word, “—fair, to you.”

[firebend]

[igniteasspark-blog]

firebend:

she’s been writing for minutes now :/

[grimelords]

[igniteasspark-blog]

melanie--walker:

She finally realized how close to him she was and she cleared her throat, and let her cheeks turn a bright pink. “Um yeah. And on the dizzy thing, I actually don’t get dizzy at all, we spot ourselves which makes it easier to turn and to really just do anything in dance.” She looked at herself in the mirror and turned away from him. “But yeah, i’ll totally give it another go. I trust that you’ve got me.” She did the same as before this time doing 25 turns perfectly before landing gracefully.

“What do you mean by spotting?” he asked. “Like, you’re looking somewhere? Usually by that, I think of someone spotting me at the gym.” Scott helped her up, allowing her to use his arms to support her weight as she stood. “Oh, I do.” He gave her a wink, returning to his previous position behind her. And then, she began to spin again. Around and around. He could get dizzy just watching her. At the end of her turns, he grinned at her ballerina pose and clapped a few times. “There you go. That was perfect.”

[igniteasspark-blog]

janiewright:

Glancing up as someone called her name, Janie forced a smile. “Yeah.” But her eyes widened as she realized who it was. “I..Scott?” She said softly, the sound of his voice bringing back a flood of memories. Cheering him on at every game, being prom king and queen, lying in his bed, curled up on his chest on mornings when his parents were gone, holding him close as he sobbed, after his mother had passed. Him breaking up with her, not in person, but with a text. “Hi.” She said softly.

He blinked a few times as he looked at her, almost as though she would disappear after one too many times. She still looked the same, he realized: same blonde hair, same soft face. Same eyes. “What—uh, what are you doing here?” he asked, nervously thumbing the beer bottle in his hand.