#dyingthing

[tiltedhalos]

          it’s 7:52 in the morning ,  and lexie is unashamed to be standing outside benji’s door.  she’s even less ashamed to loudly bang her fist against said door.  not completely sure of whether or not he’s awake inside ,  lexie pauses only a moment before resuming the action.  they aren’t going to beat audrey and nathan to the scene ,  but they won’t be far behind.  that’s if benji doesn’t take forever.   they’ve both got more questions than they can ask ,  and she’s only recently convinced him that following these troubles around will provide the answers certain people aren’t willing to give them.     “  benji ,  come on !  my nanna moves faster than you !  ”

plotted starter for benji @dyingthing !

[analyticallymindeda]

@dyingthing gets this bc haven au makes me sad

               “so, how long has that been going on?”  she nods towards his hand before looking up to meet his eyes again.  “i’ve... seen how you keep touching it."

[riskembraced-archive]

i’m answering a month late but @dyingthing sent: he sees the surprise on damien’s face (on all their faces, really – he wasn’t supposed to be back for a few weeks) and it almost draws the corners of his lips up. almost. instead, benji arches a brow, rocks back on his heels. “lilah would’ve killed me if i’d missed it.”  he doesn’t even have to look past damien to know that delilah’s raised eyebrow betrays the lie: she hadn’t even mentioned it to him. he shifts his feet, claps a hand over o’connell’s shoulder. “happy birthday, damien.”

there’s no missing the surprise on his face, only for it to be replaced by a rapidly growing grin, a borderline childlike joy bubbling up in his chest. this might be the greatest surprise he gets. he reaches up, his hand resting atop benji’s and gives it a quick squeeze before the other man can pull away. you might not go for the hug, mitchell, but damien o’connell is an affectionate bastard, and you’re not gonna get away completely.  “—i hope this means you brought me a present.”

               translation? i’m glad to see you, benji.

[roserefined]

dyingthing asked: i’m your walking disaster.

🌹❛ @dyingthing​​​​ — bastille.

"Oh, yeah?"

Her touch is gentle as her voice as she cups his face, tips of her fingers trailing gently under his eye, along his bottom lip, ghosts of previous injuries that Lilli would never forget, regardless of the new ones Benji would bring home. As long as he brought HIMSELF home.

"Thought it was my turn to be the walking disaster this week."

[onelifetoliv]

SENTENCE MEME ⟶ A MILLION LITTLE THINGS / 1.09 –– 1.10

@dyingthing​ said: “We all have different ways of coping.”

- - - -

He wasn’t wrong, but she didn’t even taste her alcohol as she drank it sometimes. Maybe she needed a new way of coping. Then again it still seemed to make her world numb even if it didn’t taste good anymore. “So, how do you cope?” she asked, raising her eyebrows. Her gaze drifted toward him on the other side of her couch and she chuckled. 

“Because I’m suddenly looking for new ways of coping.”

[tiltedhalos]

lexie: opens mouth

benji: no

[analyticallymindeda]

@modernprodigal sent: benji & wyatt (i'm sorry and so is benji but you and i both know wyatt isn't) 

               eyes widen. this certainly wasn’t the question she was expecting. she can feel the heat rising to her cheeks, her ears.   “—well, i mean. i... i certainly wouldn’t be opposed. they’re both very attractive men, men that i care about very much. i feel like benji would rather die, though, so it... it probably wouldn’t happen.”

suggest two people for jemma to have a threesome with and she’ll respond // accepting.

[anxietytorn]

“Oh, that was smooth.”

Who would she be if she resisted his touch? Ellie lets him pull her closer, slipping neatly to his side as she linked their fingers together. With her other hand, she’s gently combing at his beard, index finger tracing the line under his lips.

“I’ll be right there.” Not that she made any move to detach herself from him.

♡┊❛ LAST TIME ON… — @dyingthing