stay gentle

❝ don't become the person who wrecked you. ❞ indie johnny greenberg of MTV's teen wolf. loved by J

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OH  NO

I  GOT  BETA’D 

how  do  i  fix  this  someone  help

[protectxrsa]

“ we protect those who cannot protect themselves. ”

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likeprotege‌:

        ❝  christ.  what’s  with  everyone?  ❞   it’s  dramatic,  the  way  he  groans.  he  thinks  he  might  be  minutes  away  from  withering,  bored  as  he  is.  you’d  think  the  suggestion  to  get  into  trouble  would  be  met  with  more  support.  or,  at  least,  that’s  what  eggsy  would  argue  through  and  through,  rather  than  this;  he  huffs.   ❝  you say  that  like  i’m  askin’  you  to  commit  arson.  all  i’m  sayin’  is  the  place  is  abandoned,  and  even  loads  creepier  at  night —  ❞

    “  okay  maybe  it’s  not  arson.  but  do  you  know  what  it  is  ?  trespassing.  ”  one  eyebrow  lifts,  arms  folding  over  his  chest.  it’s  with  a  sigh  that  he  shakes  his  head,  gaze  landing  back  on  eggsy.  “  are  you  just  going  to  continue  trying  to  persuade  me  until  i  say  yes  to  your  --  idea  ?  ”  

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mccallofthewild‌:

Scott recognized that particular brand of fear. Even after all this time, he could pinpoint it down to the very molecule. That terrified aroma could only be coming from Johnny Greenberg. Now that question was, why was he so scared? Scott followed the scent to its source, scanning the hallway for any signs that anything was awry. Before he even had the chance to say anything, the other man turned and caught sight of him. He expected surprise, of course. They hadn’t seen each other since they graduated high school.

His feet moved quickly, catching the glass before it shattered on the ground. A confident grin curled his lips as he met Johnny’s stare. Maybe it was just that even after all these years, he was still a punching bag. Some reputations worked their way into people’s bones. It wasn’t like Greenberg had ever been much of a fortunate person. Could it be that he was still just trained to expect the worst? He didn’t say anything, deciding to let Johnny take the lead and see what he could get out of him first, simply offering the glass to him once more.

    his  eyes  grow  wide  as  in  the  next  instant  scott  mccall  was  standing  right  in  front  of  him,  glass  in  hand.  swallowing  hard,  he  takes  the  glass,  brows  furrowing  in  confusion.  “  scott  ?  ”  looking  around,  he  spots  a  ledge  to  place  the  glass  on  before  turning  back  to  the  other  male.  “  what  --  what  are  you  doing  here  ? ”  he  was  beyond  surprised.  he  hadn’t  seen  scott  since  their  high  school  graduation  and  had  definitely  not  anticipated  seeing  him  here  of  all  places.  

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headcanon ;  johnny  doesn’t  swear.  like  ever.  not  even  once.

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brittlethorns‌:

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        “  okay  —–  tell  me  what  you  need  .  “

     “  that’s  the  thing.  i  don’t  --  ”  he  pauses,  a  heavy  sigh  escaping  him.  “  i  don’t  know  what  i  need.  and  i  know  that  that’s  not  in  anyway  helpful  and  i’m  sorry,  really.  ”  one  hand  moves  to  rub  over  his  eyes,  shaking  his  head.  “  i’m  sorry,  i  shouldn’t  have  called  you.  ”

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cute

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am  i  gonna  download  some  captain  britain  comics  ?  maybe.

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what  if ....

and  ...

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@mccallofthewild​  //  sc.

    the  hairs  on  the  back  of  his  neck  had  been  standing  on  end  for  the  past  ten  minutes,  as  if  someone  was  lurking  in  the  shadows  watching  him.  he’d  tried  to  ignore  it,  to  push  the  feeling  aside  as  paranoia  or  anxiety  for  the  upcoming  show  but  it  refused  to  leave  him.  now  his  nerves  were  fried.  everything  was  making  him  jump,  the  sound  of  a  passing  train  through  the  window,  footsteps  that  were  still  a  distance  away.       he  gritted  his  teeth,  pacing  the  hall  he  was  in.  he’d  gotten  a  glass  of  water  to  try  and  calm  his  nervous,  but  it  didn’t  seem  to  help.  a  sigh  escaped  his  lips  just  as  a  door  slammed  closed  somewhere  behind  him.  in  his  haste  to  turn  and  see,  the  glass  slipped  from  his  grasp,  about  to  hit  the  ground.  

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@lydiamartinx​  //  sc.

    “  me  ?  you’re  asking  me  ?  ”  brows  furrow  in  confusion,  looking  around  to  confirm  that  he  was  indeed  the  person  who  currently  held  the  red  heads  attention.  “  lydia  you’ve  spoken  to  me  like  maybe  three  times  ever  and  one  of  those  was  to  tell  me  to  move.  why  are  you  asking  me  ? ”

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@likeprotege​  //  sc.

     “  i  don’t  know  what  you’re  planning  but  could  you  like  --  ”  he  pauses,  gesturing  a  hand  in  the  air.  “  --  leave  me  out  of  it  maybe  ?  i  really  don’t  want  to  get  in  the  middle  of  whatever  this  is.  ”

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@pcssimism​  //  sc.

     “  i  know  that  this  might  come  as  a  surprise  to  you,  but  that  was  a  joke.  ”  a  grin  spreads  across  his  face,  nudging  the  other  gently  with  his  shoulder.  “  come  on,  don’t  be  so  serious.  we  came  out  here  to  relax,  remember  ?  ”  he  sighs  gently,  stretching  his  legs  out  on  the  blanket  beneath  them.

[the-write-ideas]

do you believe you are incapable of love, or just unworthy of it?

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okay  i  think  i’m  finally  going  to  get  on  top  of  the  starters  i  owe

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listen

i  did  not  know  that  there  was  a  captain  britain  

i  am  very  curious  so  i’m  reading  all  about  him ...

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald, More Than Just A House