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character posters ☆ nathan prescott
Just because I’m mentally ill, doesn’t mean I deserve to die, Max!
☾
ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ sʏᴍʙᴏʟs ☾ - Taking a nighttime walk with them
the sound of their footsteps was the only thing he had been listening to for the last couple of minutes, Nathan being strangely quiet because of the thoughts that were currently running through his mind — the Prescott had asked the older man via text if he could’ve seen him, not being able to sleep as usual and thinking the other might’ve helped, but a positive reply was not what he’d expected from him.
slouched figure, cold hands inside the pockets of his red jacket, Nathan tried to sound as nonchalant as possible — really, as he usually did — despite the disarray in which his thoughts currently were.
❝ — why did you come? ❞
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ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ sʏᴍʙᴏʟs ◆ - Standing up for them
the surprise the blond kid feels has him speechless for a few moments as he hears somebody else reply in his place — and he turns to see a brunette girl.
he gives her a look of confusion, before a snort leaves him and a mocking expression appears on his face – despite the fact that her words had actually managed to slowly dissolve the group that had approached him in the first place.
❝ like I needed that. go play the everyday hero somewhere else, hippie. ❞
❀ or ◆ ?? idk
ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ sʏᴍʙᴏʟs ❀ - Giving them a flower/flowers
a lazy turn of the head was the response tohis name being called by that familiar voice,nonchalant moves && a mouth ready to greether with the usual uninterested, harsh words —which happened to quickly die down at thesight before him.
brows swiftly furrowed, a confused --- and,for some reason -- almost offended expressionshowing on the Prescott’s features.
❝ — the fuck am I supposed to do with that? ❞
Symbol Meme - Affectionate/Nice Edition
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♥ - Stroking/brushing their hair
♡ - Rubbing their shoulders
❥ - Holding their hand
❤ - Hugging/cuddling them
❄ - Staying close to them to keep warm
☆ - Reading to them
★ - Sitting at their bedside
☾ - Taking a nighttime walk with them
✚ - Bandaging their wound
✕ - Clasping their shoulder
❀ - Giving them a flower/flowers
♞ - Playing a game with them
◆ - Standing up for them
✪ - Defending them in a court/before an authority
♬ - Singing to them
◯ - Rescuing them
❇ - Stargazing with them
♛ - Comforting them
☁ - Washing their face
☼ - Camping with them
✔ - Hiking with them
☄ - Listening to them
✏ - Telling stories with them
⊿ - Coming to visit them
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“Just because i’m mentally ill, doesn’t mean I deserve to die, Max.”
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define me by three things; the agony I have endured, the agony I have seen, and the agony I have given.
@dabforzach || continued.
HE WAS RIGHT — there was hardly any room on the bed, yet zach was ADAMANT about making it work, despite the obvious. he was tired, cranky about lack of getting any sleep, && now, sharing a bed with the snarkiest person he knew. seriously, nate actually put him to SHAME. nonetheless, he wasn’t the WORST person in the world — just misunderstood && a little hard to read. ❛ yeah, well, make ROOM. you have plenty of space on your side, it wouldn’t hurt to scoot over. ❛
He wasn’t sure who exactly had the brilliant idea to put Nathan with anyone else, but the blond was pretty confident the next day he’d be going after them. An frustrated huff leaves his mouth, and somehow the Prescott manages to take up even more space, merely out of annoyance for the other’s comment.
❝ Yes, it would hurt to scoot over. I don’t care. This is the space I need. ❞
It’s clear that he had caught Nathan off balance. War had looked into Nathan; he had looked into everyone. Preparation was one of the best tools one had in battle. The rich kid was scrambling to regain his footing, all the while a confident smile graced his lips. Nathan had lost this match and his response was a weak rehash of what he had already said. The boy only had one card to play, one way to get himself out of everything. War, as a way of driving in his point, decided to laugh in the boy’s face. Oh, did Nathan think he was going to be afraid of him? He would like to see him try something. Because then he would hit back twice as hard. ❛You think your father means anything outside of this little town? That anybody would care who you were outside of Arcadia Bay? You can keep spouting that same threat over and over if it makes you feel better, but you’ll find that I’m the one you can’t control.❜
There were times during which Nathan wished he was able to control and put a stop to the constant anger flowing inside of him --- this... was not one of those times. Laughing at his face?
The Prescott did not think twice about grabbing with both his hands the other’s shirt with clenched fists, pushing against the random car right behind him. He didn’t care about whos car was that, and he surely did not care about the fact that the man was supposed to be his teacher.
❝ Who fucking cares about how much power we have outside of this damn town? As long as you’re here, news-fucking-flash, you are under our control! Don’t try me. You don’t know what I can do. ❞
And now more than ever, Nathan felt the heaviness of the gun inside his jacket. It was supposed to make him feel safer, but -- most of the times -- it really didn’t. Especially now, out in the open of a parking lot.
"Listen, Nathan. I am here for you. I care. If there is anything troubling you just tell me. I am not a real teacher so nothing still be repeated to anyone. It'll stay between you and me."
A pause followed those words, blue eyeslooking away with apparent nonchalancebefore moving to stare into the brunette’s.There it was — the moment of hesitationbefore Nathan spoke the usual harsh words.
Something inside of him always suggestedto try… try believing in what she said.Nathan wanted ( needed? ) it so bad, but – instead –he merely clenched his fists and let afrowning expression appear on his features.
❝ Bullshit. Nobody cares. Nice pretending, though. ❞
~ Kill the rich kid ~ 20160308 Nathan Prescott LiS commission completed. Couldn’t resist my friend and this is the result. He didn’t want me to upload it here and we argued but in the end he gave up, hah! I’m such a stubborn person, lmao
Age Difference Starter Sentences
"Are you even old enough to be here?"
"What did I tell you about coming here? You're too young."
"Age is but a number."
"Will you just drop my age and go on one measly date?"
"If I was just a few years older, I'd marry you."
"You can't tell anyone about this."
"You're too young for me."
"You're too old for me."
"Hey, I'm over 18. It's perfectly legal."
"My feelings for you mean more to me than your age."
"Ask me again when you're done with high school/college."
"I'm old enough to be your mother/father--okay, maybe not THAT old, but still!"
"This isn't a lifetime movie, I could get into some serious trouble."
"I didn't know you were that young!"
"So I may have lied a bit about my age.."
"This never happened."
"You're not being professional."
"I'm not a kid, you know. Stop treating me like one."
"So you like older men/women, huh?"
"Go home, your parents are probably wondering where you are."
"I'm a lot more mature than you think."
"I don't know if I can handle this."
"But think about it, in ten years it won't even look like that big of an age difference!"
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Nathan Prescott aesthetic » red