Scott McCall

i'm back

[sleepingalpha]

heyy i won’t be active until next week probably! this is my last week for my first two classes and then i start my next two in the new year 💖 i’ll have a couple of weeks between to not worry about homework anything so i should be on! Ilysm and happy holidays

[sleepingalpha]

okay well.

[sleepingalpha]

heyy i won't be active until next week probably! this is my last week for my first two classes and then i start my next two in the new year 💖 i'll have a couple of weeks between to not worry about homework anything so i should be on! Ilysm and happy holidays

[sleepingalpha]

evercharmed‌:

  Cackle? Him? On the list of things that are on his mind, laughing is not even close to earning a spot. Instead, it’s worry that paints his features, hands hovering in the air before him, ready to help. “I don’t think I can do that, but… are you okay? Did you hurt yourself? I have bandaids with me if you need some… !“

“you could, you’re just not trying hard enough.” he sighs and accepts the hand up, a light chuckle in response to the offer. “i’m not made of glass; i’m alright. thank you.” the alpha brushes off his pants, arms flopping down to his sides as he notices his pocket feels lighter. he looks down and around on the ground until he spots his phone shattered on one of the steps. “that is, though.”

[sleepingalpha]

deadbrcther‌:

It sounded like a JOKE but Isaac just stuffed his hands in his jacket and mutters. “I can think of a few things you don’t deliver.” He didn’t need anything from Scott. Or Anyone. Isaac’s better off alone. “I’m not the same wide eyed beta who trusts easily. So No thanks. Just passing through town. Have some business with Argent but other than that, I think I can handle you not being my cute delivery boy. Unless you got some pizza?” 

“if you wanted nothing, then... why exactly are you here?” the alpha tilts his head ever so slightly, smirking from amusement. it’s funny how one can seek you out just to basically throw it in your face that you’re USELESS. no, he has to want something. he’s here for a reason even if he’s too stubborn to admit. “argent isn’t here so, uh, i smell bullshit.” he smells a lot of things which aren’t pizza and that in itself is problematic. “you got pizza money?”

[sleepingalpha]

STARTER CALL

[sleepingalpha]

notapackanimal‌:

“i’m sorry. i didn’t want to bother you with something like that. i know you’ve got other things on your mind. probably wasn’t my brightest moment, though.” he sighed, resting his head on his hand for a few moments, then looking up at the alpha. 

“well, i guess it doesn’t really matter if they set me up for failure or if this is happening without them having planned it. fact is, i’m malfunctioning.” he didn’t know of anything that would stop the process, though. otherwise the dread doctors would have used it on the other chimeras instead of getting rid of them one after the other. 

“thank you. for everything,” he replied quietly. the next moment, he felt something wet dripping from his nose, and he already knew what it was. he wiped it away with his fingers, then taking a look at the dark mercury. 

“thinking you’d be bothering me by trying not to die? yeah... DEFINITELY not your brightest moment AT ALL.” he sighs and rubs his face. this is going to stress him the hell out. BUT HEY, it’s alright because he’d rather be stressed than having to bury another person. hopefully it will be alright. he doesn’t know WHAT they can do or what they will find, but they’ll figure it out. he knows they will. they always do.

he looks up in time to see mercury dripping from theo’s nose, face twisted with concern. “we need to look fast,” he rushes over somewhere to grab a box of tissues, speed-walking it over to the chimera. “i’ll call some of the others to help.”

[browsedankmemes]

[sleepingalpha]

i started a new job last week AND i just started school today so we busy hehe HOWEVER i am no longer in a slump so. *finger guns* i’ll try posting something soon uwu no promises

[sleepingalpha]

hi fellaz, i’ve been in pain and tired lately and not in any mood to actually make effort in writing on here (sorry). although i made the decision to leave my multimuse for this reason, i will not be archiving scott. activity will just be...very sporadic. i hope you understand.

for the time being, you can reach me via other medias such as listed below discord: hannibanana#0165 ig: jiminevtr0n twitter: pjmnuka 

[sleepingalpha]

hi loves, i’ll be back on tomorrow

[sleepingalpha]

"you... THANK YOU.” he feels like kissing theo’s feet. nutella filled donuts are a fucking D E L I G H T and much better than any birthday cake, in his opinion. but then the latter is mentioned which has him quirking a brow. “too good for platonic cuddles, huh? too soft for you, tough guy?” he nudges him playfully, walking over to the dining room table to sit the box of donuts down. “come share some of these with me!” -- @notapackanimal

[sleepingalpha]

connivingkumiho‌:

        “Yeah.. It’s Cholsu… Wait…” There is a scuffling heard on the fox’s side of the phone, a couple grunts, then Cholsu is back. “Scott? That little bitch gave me your number instead of hers. Whatever, sorry for calling you. No, I took my shoes off not in my house, and that is how we have founds ourselves in this predicament.” He can hear the judging. Not cool dude. 

sometimes the way cholsu speaks throws scott off guard, but he shouldn’t be shocked at this point. “do you need helping looking for them? what does a fox need shoes for anyway? just walk barefoot.” he’s teasing, but he braces himself for whatever reply he gets. “you should take your shoes off inside or outside your door. not in other places... were you drunk?”

[sleepingalpha]

notapackanimal‌:

“more than a week…” theo spoke quietly as he sat down. standing for too long was difficult. he still had the taste of mercury in his mouth, from when he had been coughing it earlier.

he looked up at scott, his eyes meeting the other’s. he could tell scott really trusted him now, but it still felt surreal. after everything that happened in the past. scott was just that good of a person, and sometimes it was mildly annoying – today, he was thankful for it.

“you really wanna do this? help me?” theo asked once again, just to make sure. “i… i don’t even know if there’s a solution to this problem. i’ve thought about it already. maybe i was designed like this on purpose. maybe they were planning to get rid of me at some point anyway, and set me up for failure –” he sighed. 

“theo, you should have brought this to me a while ago,” he sighs, rubbing at his cheek. he notices the way he has to sit, how he looks ill just from standing. he doesn’t like to see it, and he hopes they can find a cure. 

he shakes his head at the other’s suspicions. “no, that doesn’t make sense. despite all else they were capable of, i’m pretty sure that one’s impossible. there’s no way they could have calculated when they wouldn’t need you anymore. you were their WEAPON, theo. you were their success, they wouldn’t throw you away.” of course, it’s not an unknown concept for them to throw away chimeras when they were no longer of use to them, but the dread doctors were destroyed long before making that decision. 

“we’ll look together. we’ll figure somethiing out, i promise you.”

[sleepingalpha]

“please, PLEASE tell me you didn’t see that.” he’s done a lot of embarrassing shit in his life, but the last thing he needs right now is someone cackling over a foolish blunder he could have easily avoided by just walking normally down the stairs. -- @evercharmed

[sleepingalpha]

“y’know, liam... sometimes i have calm thoughts about the future. sometimes i wonder what it’d be like to have a family and children, but then YOU REMIND ME that its in my best interest that i DON’T pursue that.” -- @wxnderluxe

[sleepingalpha]

“listen, we go through this A LOT. if you catch me breaking into someone’s home, it’s probably for a good cause. you arrest me and you waste time in me doing my wolfy stuff and saving people. it’s so simple, parrish... it’s so so simple.” -- @imworthfivedollars​

[sleepingalpha]

“as SHOCKING as this sounds, i’m not exacly the same PUSHOVER i was a year or two ago. “I’M A CHANGED MAN. ...so whatever it is you need, feel free to ask. but it doesn’t mean i’ll deliver.” -- @deadbrcther