little boy blue

i took the stars from our eyes, and then i made a MAP, and knew that somehow i could find my way back, then i heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too, so I stayed in the darkness with you, the stars, the moon, they have all been BLOWN OUT, you left me in the dark, no dawn, no day, i'm always in this twilight, in the SHADOW of your HEART.

[mileshworth]

needmoresleepers​:

“You wouldn’t understand!” she answered, making a bee-line to the fridge and pulling open both doors. She scanned for something, anything, that could fill her craving for comfort. Finding nothing, she pulled open the freezer and resurfaced with a carton of ice cream. At this point, she turned around, stomping over to get a spoon. “I’m fighting with one of my best friends over something stupid, and I’m right. So I’m not going to apologize, since I’m right, but it still sucks.”

“bet i could.” he was just challenging her now. miles spun his chair back to the view of their fridge as he watched another one of frankie’s meltdowns. everything was checking out with the ice cream now in full view as he placed the palm of his hand on his cheek. “what’s the fight even about anyway? you said it was stupid so i just want to know on what level exactly.”

[mileshworth]

therivaswearspradax​:

A text was what it was, a text from an old friend, one that wasn’t meant to be sent. One that was meant for someone else; someone this person had feelings for. Someone that wasn’t Zoe. And that’s what hurt her the most. “Nothing. She’s just some stupid girl I used to know.” She was the first girl I’ve ever loved was more like it. Pushing her phone away from her Zoe picked up the script about to suggest they run the scene again. You can talk to me if you want. Zoe looked around and sunk back into her seat with a sigh. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just want all these feelings to go away.” 

it was clear that their plans had changed now with the sudden tension there was. he didn’t know what made her click away so suddenly which had him questioning what had happened. “were you guys friends?” he leaned back in his chair. as he was going to start again with the lines he paused with her response. “there’s nothing wrong with having feelings for someone. it’s not something you can just shut off.”

[mileshworth]

wcrdstctheswanscng​:

though it wasn’t her preferred method of meditation, successfully pulling off parenting 101, if only for this moment, left esme feeling a small sense of pride enough to ground her a little, coupled with this being the most familiar version of her and miles without tension that she could remember for a long time. and they say a baby won’t fix things! “yeah, i guess,” she confirmed, trying to stay centered. while it was nice that miles seemed to share in the disapproval, letting her know that she wasn’t being irrational in her upset, it was also a reminder that she had something to be upset about. “he didn’t really spring anything, so much as i forced it out of him after i saw them kissing.” even saying that much out loud rehashed the pain of seeing it in person, esme’s face contorting as she willed the image away. “no. she tried to. i didn’t have anything to say, but she knew my name, so she must have known that she was a secret. he hasn’t said a word to me, i don’t even think i’m grounded anymore. he yelled at me to get in the house, that’s about it.”h

he didn’t think it would look so easy with the way she was caring for this baby that they were partnered for. a part of him made him feel a bit incompetent with how much trouble he was having before. “there’s no way of hiding that with what you saw then.” he was upset for her knowing that it could only be bad with what he knew. miles then moved on closer motioning to her so he could hold the quiet baby now. he wanted to put in the practice of what he saw now from her. “sounds like a coward to me.” he mumbled. “i don’t know it just seems odd to not say anything to you even after the fact.”

[mileshworth]

justzig​:

he could play nice with the dude’s dad, but hearing miles try to confront him just made him roll his eyes. he turned around and walked up to miles. “seriously?” his brows rose, voice a little raised. “you actually think that’s why i came to your house?” a small laugh, with a hint of annoyance, followed just after. “your assumptions are from the truth. i’m suprised you didn’t even try asking your dad why i was there.” @mileshworth​

miles didn’t like seeing zig at his home knowing of what he heard about him and the reputation that followed. he didn’t care if it was just rumors or not. there was red flags all around when he confronted the other. “he’s a liar so i can’t trust anything that he says.” he didn’t back away only holding his ground as he stared him down. “so tell me why you’re here then? trouble always seems to follow you.”

[mileshworth]

therivaswearspradax​:

Zoe sighed looking down at her phone. It had seemed her priorities had changed from the last time she had asked Miles to run lines with her. In this moment the audition she was preparing for were the least of her worries. “How do you get someone out of your head when they won’t go away?” Was all she said.  Her voice was weak as she spoke. Her eyes remained on the screen in front of her as she was unable to lift her eyeline to meet Miles’. Zoe clicked her phone off and forcefully put it face down on the desk and buried her head in her hands. 

miles knew zoe to be this person who always held her head up high so to see her this vulnerable was new. he wasn’t sure what was bothering her but it must have been important if it cut the time of her running her lines. setting his script down, he moved closer to zoe. “i guess it just depends.” he thought for a second before looking back at her again. “there’s no on else here, zo. you can talk to me if you want.”

[mileshworth]

needmoresleepers​:

@mileshworth​

Frankie had no reservations about crying. She never did- it was a healthy expression of very complex emotions, of which she had many. She had, in fact, been crying for about five minutes as she walked into the Hollingsworth house. It made unlocking the door difficult, but it also gave her a new sense of purpose when she walked into the kitchen, ready to pig out on some comfort food.

That was, ready until she found Miles in the kitchen. Which meant that Miles could see her cry. This fact induced a new peal of sobs, and a whined “Don’t look at me! I’m hysterical!”, followed by another sob.

miles was sitting at the kitchen counter with the snack of his own choosing as he picked through his bag. he heard a bit of rustling from the door but didn’t pay too much attention to it. as the footsteps became louder he could only assume it was frankie with the whining he heard behind his back. he spun around completely unamused by her reaction as he have seen about every side of frankie. it just seemed like another day for him. “what happened now, franks?” he said as he popped the fruit snack in his mouth. it shouldn’t have been a serious thing. 

[mileshworth]

callmexrie​:

rie had just finished an impromptu therapy session and honestly it had actually felt good. she certainly didn’t know how much she’d need it when she’d been asked to her dad’s house. her session ended early and she had asked her mom to watch the baby again. she then headed over to his place, parking in a safe place. rie locked her car before putting her keys in her purse. she then headed inside through the main entrance, looking all around her. @mileshworth

miles was stuck at home in the downstairs living room, a few assignments scattered on the coffee table. he was minding his business as he heard footsteps believing it to be of frankie or hunter. as he flipped through another page away he instead saw rie. miles’ shoulders tensed up as he froze finally making eye contact with her. “rie,” he said softly. their last encounter was one he did not expect to go the way it did. there was this strange feeling in the pit of his stomach as he knew the silence had become too long. a simple greeting seemed way too odd with how little they have talked and the strained relationship they had already. he needed to remind himself to breathe as he put aside his own assignment to finally say something else. “i- uh, didn’t know you were going to be here.”

[mileshworth]

“ how did this happen? ” ft. @therivaswearspradax

miles owed her from before when she had covered for him when he needed to skip a class period. he was set on helping her run lines as he said he would. of course there already had to be a problem in the midst of this as he looked up from the script to see her on the phone. “okay don’t tell me you’re already done with this. i mean you made it seem like it was so important and now you’re distracted.” he crossed his arms now. “what gives?”  

[mileshworth]

wcrdstctheswanscng​:

“i know.” and she did, whether she was referring to the project at hand or anything else in the world. tired she would always understand. it didn’t take long for the little one to decide she was soothed, esme quietly humming a quick bar from a familiar lullaby until the room was finally silent. frankly, she didn’t expect it - or anything she did - to work, so it was a pleasant surprise to have managed. “i hope you don’t talk to your real wife like that one day,” she teased, though the delivery was still as weary as she felt. she presented herself as stoic as possible as though it would trick her mind into feeling the same state of calm, but they both knew better than that. “no. he didn’t tell me at all. i met her leaving the house one morning.” though met may have been generous, with how little esme offered the stranger. “she kind of looks like my mom, it’s super fucked up.”

miles left it at that with a small smile as he watched her take over calming the baby down. the room was finally silent with just the soothing sound esme was doing for the baby. it was strange to see her this way when in the past it was always one of them trying to keep the other sane. “i wouldn’t dream of it.” he joked along with her.  even if it seemed like the situation had calmed down, there was still a sense of worry he felt. “so he just sprung it upon you with no warning.” that angered him feeling like that was something inconsiderate his own father would do. he sympathized with esme knowing there was no way she could deal with something with no warning. he gulped nervously at the mention of the similarity between her mom and the woman his dad was seeing. he already crossed that line months before so he wanted to tiptoe carefully. “did you talk to her? i mean did he even say anything to you after.”

[leneemusing]

random sentence starters

“  i never asked for this/that.  ”  “  i said no.  ” “  she/he was the only one who ever understood.  ” “  help me understand.  ” “  if that’s what you want…  ” “  this is about me, for once.  ” “  maybe if you listened instead of running your mouth, you’d know what i was talking about.  ” “  it was a joke.  ” “  let me see that.  ” “  i don’t have a plan, but we’ll figure it out.  ” “  i like to watch the stars. it reminds me how small we all are.  ” “  i didn’t realize you were in so much pain.  ” “  i only wanted to help.  ” “  what are you smiling at?  ” “  why are you looking at me like that?  ” “  i know i have a right to be angry, but i don’t want to be.  ” “  i’m not sure what i’m supposed to feel.  ” “  don’t make me say it.  ” “  that doesn’t sound quite right, but okay.  ” “  i would never lie to you.  ” “  you wouldn’t get it.  ” “  just, let me have this, ok?  ” “  i need you.  ” “  just go.  ” “  how did this happen?  ” “  is this what you wanted?  ” “  love never really goes away, it just changes sometimes.  ”  “  stop trying to figure everything out. just focus on now.  ” “  you were all i wanted.  ” “  now that i’m on the other side of it, i guess i see now how little it mattered  ”

[mileshworth]

wcrdstctheswanscng​:

“would you stop crying if you were being shaken?” she returned, raising as eyebrow at the attempt. calming down enough for the moment, she composed herself enough to hold her arms back out for the baby before miles lost his mind - or shook her enough to actually cause any damage. while she didn’t think either of them were intentionally poorly parenting, it’s not like they had many upstanding examples to go off of, and they didn’t need a project to know that. she didn’t argue when miles rejected her assessment of the scene. it wasn’t said to guilt miles, but he couldn’t understand how accurate it was. she had been too young to understand at the time, but her memories were plenty vivid of how often her mother cried in tandem with her, her father left to function enough for both parents. the resentment made sense to esme, but that didn’t mean she had to like it. “it doesn’t have a button,” she noted, carefully cradling the baby that finally seemed to be relaxing. “there’s a key, but only Armstrong has it, because it records how many times it’s used to get out of taking care of it instead. she’s okay now. my dad has been dating someone for the past two years.” The final statement was casually dropped into the explanation as though stating it like small talk would make it hurt less to say out loud, which it did not.

“i’m just tired and nothing seems to help.” he had no experience whatsoever when it came to children. it’s not like he had the greatest example growing up, always being tossed to the side with a nanny, or spoiled with stuff in order to satisfy that attention. he bit down on his lip feeling a little eerie watching esme hold the baby as if it was in fact their own. the thought alone was scary with the many lows they’ve had the past few months. it had to be a joke when they were paired up needing to come together to just raise this fictional baby for a grade. “so we’re actually stuck with having to take care of the robot, got it.” he paused for a moment although the last statement was just said too casually. he was sure there was nothing okay about it with the outburst he had just seen from her a few minutes ago. “did he just tell you and you just found out?” he really didn’t mean to pry but with how it got dropped, it seemed only logical for him to even ask,

[mileshworth]

wcrdstctheswanscng​:

esme was caught off guard just as much as she was sure miles was by the onslaught of unexplained emotion, but it was a long time coming with how hard she’d been trying to sweep under the rug the betrayal she was feeling from her father’s newly exposed secret. “it’s not the baby’s fault,” she sniffed, trying to quickly erase the evidence on her face with the heel of her hand once they were emptied of the baby. “she didn’t ask for any of this.” once she could see past the dissipating tears after a few moments, she looked up towards miles and the baby, the latter still audibly unsettled, and the irony of the scene did not escape esme’s notice. “fuck, no wonder my dad hates me, he had to recreate this scene every day,” she sniffed again, recognizing the jarring similarity she held with her own mother in the moment.

it had to be some sort of twisted joke for the two of them being paired up to take care of this baby, even if it was fake. he sighed hearing the uncontrollable crying from the baby as he shook it to just make it stop. he softened up looking back at her trying his best to stay composed. “i can’t make it stop.” he says lowly about the baby. it wasn’t lost on him on how badly disconnected he was with esme and what he could have done to cause this reaction. “don’t say that, esme.” he knew enough about that strained relationship that he didn’t want to make it worse. “it’s just a stupid project we got stuck with. it’s not even real i mean it has to have some sort of off button to stop the crying.” 

[mileshworth]

fionsarabella​:

“it wasn’t that bad” fiona assured miles. “you’re doing great. we just want to make sure everyone has a clear vision of their character” she continues, giving him a warm smile as she does so. “don’t be too hard on yourself, we’re giving everybody notes during rehearsals.” she finished gathering up her stuff as she listened to him speak once more. “trust me, this is going to go so well! I’m sure of it.”

miles lets out a chuckle feeling like that wasn’t still true. it must have been the nerves still taking over him. “okay i was just exaggerating which is what i tend to do anyway.” he shrugs carelessly.“the good side is that i have my lines down so that seems to be out of the way.”  

[mileshworth]

wcrdstctheswanscng​:

she had completely forgotten, it was the unfortunate, albeit honest truth. so wrapped up in her own pity party, she’d resorted back to omitting attendance in a few classes that didn’t serve to distract her from anything family related, and this was certainly one that applied. It truly wasn’t her intention to screw miles over, especially since this was the first she heard that he was the other half of this duo, one more snicker from the universe at her expense. maybe it was the disapproving tone in his voice, one far too reminiscent of the one her father had used with her on the porch a few days ago, or maybe it was just adding one more unexpected addition to her family that she was so ill prepared for, but the overwhelm was too much all at once, esme unabashedly letting her head drop down before crumbling in a fit of tears.

“oh fuck.” there was a quick shift to her demeanor that he didn’t understand as he watched her completely breakdown. he just froze. miles didn’t see where the hell he went wrong so quickly in this conversation. there was clear panic in his eyes as he tried his best to comfort her as he reached out to her. “look i can take back the baby if that helps.” he was grasping for anything to just try and make this okay. he took the baby back in his hands now as it began to obnoxiously cry out loud which seemed fitting with how things were going for them.

[mileshworth]

wcrdstctheswanscng​:

it had already been a trying week to put it simply, not that there was any other way for esme to formulate the events she’d been dealing with since returning from the cabin. she and her dad still hadn’t spoken, but the air was painfully palpable with the words they both still had inside of them, none of which resembled anything near an that they were both too stubborn to accept out loud that they owed one another to begin with. it wasn’t as though much difficulty came with esme resorting back to the cold shoulder she perfected towards the patriarch years ago, but now in this turmoil, it somehow managed to trckle down to her everyday life, incidentally affecting those around her whether they were involved or not – which, since she hadn’t been able to bring herself to speak about what she considered such a drastic transgression on her father’s part to anyone else, nobody was. she was barely even phased by the sudden presence popping into her doorway , the only confusion coming from the tot he had brought along “our what?”

it was awkward enough trying to get navigate whatever relationship he had with esme without adding a fake baby to the mix. now that the two had somehow once again fallen into this trap of not speaking to each other, he hated that he had to seek her out. miles didn’t want to be stuck with this assignment all by himself as he wanted to do go out and do things without a screaming baby. the roll of the eyes came too naturally as he took a step forward holding the baby up now in front of her. “in some sick twisted fate, we got paired up together. no we can’t change partners, i already asked.” he quickly handed the baby carelessly to her as he glanced around the room. it wasn’t like he was just here a few weeks ago where gully had bitten him. “so yeah it looks like you’re a mom now to a baby that we both didn’t ask for. i’m not doing this by myself.” the words sounded weird to say out loud as he could not see himself as a parent. 

[mileshworth]

imsg ‣ spinner

miles: i'm probably going to have to reschedule that training session we were supposed to do.

miles: this baby won't stop crying and esme has like already abandoned this baby. i don't know what to do.

miles: i was actually looking forward to it too so this sucks.

[mileshworth]

​miles was in a panic realizing he was missing the other person for this assignment which just happened to be a baby. he hadn’t seen much of esme which was a recurring theme the past few months. before he could even face her he had stopped by dairy queen getting himself a blizzard. it was a treat for him before dived back into esme song. it wasn’t long until he was at her bedroom door lightly knocking making his presence known. “nice of you to ditch me and our new baby.” he says as he opens the door now showing the baby that did not even look like them at all. 

@wcrdstctheswanscng