#enr4ged

[hopeforged]

" you’re being followed, pretend you know me . " / @enr4ged

[hivelead]

@enr4ged liked !

small talk was surely one of the most annoying parts of life , & like most other things , nat was never any good at it . not in her youth , & sure as hell not in the sadecki's prim & polished suburban home . she's out of place here , sticks out like a sore , black & blue thumb . tension hangs thick over the two women when swaths of silence fill the gaps in conversation . drawing a breath , natalie doesn't just break it ; in true scatorccio fashion , she tosses a brick through it . ❛ i know we weren't exactly besties back in the day , shauna , but jesus christ -- what is your deal ? ❜ natalie stares her old friend down , through her cracking mask . in all honesty , nat feels for shauna . it must be suffocating her . ❛ c'mon , ❜ she nudges again , hazel met with chestnut as she leans into her palm . ❛ you can't still be pissed about not winning wilderness prom queen . ❜

[perfectionreached]

@enr4ged ( random lyric starter ! : still accepting ! )

"it's like I'm seventeen, nobody understands." there's something about being around shauna that makes it so easy for her walls to fall down in a way that not a lot of other people can achieve. eyes avoid her friends gaze at the admission, playing with her own hands. "no one understands."

[misquigleya]

@enr4ged gets a plotted thing ( cause we have no control <3 )

                          Things had been decent between them. More and more she was being allowed into Shauna's space and there was less and less glaring. Or she was at least growing used to it, but regardless; things were decent. They could be better and today was one of those days where that's all she could think about as she scrubbed the sink and cleaned the kitchen. There was no denying that the blonde wanted more from their arrangement. Wanted them to still have their fun, but she also wanted it to be equal, to return that fun each time. For Shauna not to look at her with fear she'll do something, snap one day and turn on her like a poisonous snake.

Misty, of course, did her best to not think of such things throughout the rest of the day and well into the evening. Shauna prepared dinner, like usual, and the meal went as it always did, but it was when Callie left to go to a friends house, leaving them alone that the thought returned. Head was turned so eyes could watch the screen, listening to whatever program had been tuned into. And she waits a moment, another and another before she's looking towards the brunette who has came back into the room. She tries to swallow the words, to stop herself, telling herself that this will end if she speaks up ( she's breaking a rule, several, after all ) but there is no stopping herself.

"Can I ask..." she starts, because no, she doesn't want to ask for permission for speaking her mind; they weren't in the bedroom. Misty shifted on the sofa, body turning to face the other woman directly as she looked up at her, "Things have been good between us...but what more do I have to do to prove to you that I'm not...not a threat to you, Shauna?" she asks with as much strength to her voice as she can. Nothing had prompted this other than her own mind overthinking and wandering down dangerous roads where she puts her foot down.

[ladyintree]

[ ♡ ] for 25 years now, she and @enr4ged have always found a way to connect on the simplest and the more extreme levels, something tai had always found comfort in no matter how long it'd been since they saw or spoke to each other last. despite her hesitance to be around these women once again, she can admit how refreshing it's been to see shauna again, to get to know what her life had been like since they spoke last. it feels so easy to fall back into place with her --- both the good and the bad. she's still not over all she discovered in the sharing shack, still feeling betrayed ( no matter how hypocrtical ) by shauna's lies, but right now, after everything they witnessed out here in the woods, she's only thinking about shauna as her greatest friend.

maybe now, what they can connect with most is the fact that their kids are a product of what their mothers have endured, and it's finally time to face what that really means. her own relationship with her son had changed so drastically these past few weeks, and she knows shauna is about to feel that too, after what callie was forced to witness now --- she only wants shauna to understand that she doesn't have to be alone in that.

❝  she's going to be okay, ❞ she assures as her hand lightly rests on shauna's arm. she can't promise that, nor does she really believe the same is true for her own son after what she'd put him through, but she has to convince herself for both of them, but after losing natalie, she has to focus on something positive, even if it's forced. ❝  i know explaining all the shit she saw here tonight won't be easy, though. ❞ tai shakes her head, aware she has nothing to really offer shauna, but she tries, anyway. ❝  you need help figuring that out, i'm here. ❞ it's the least she can do, she thinks. for years, she tried to do what she could to protect nat, even if it was never enough. she couldn't protect her now, a harsh reminder that it really is time to try to figure out these women's place in her life again.

[ladyintree]

[...] @enr4ged arrives on taissa's doorstep,  badly bleeding.

she isn’t the last person she would expect to find at her doorstep suddenly —-  it seems every time the two of them get together anymore,  they never make any real plans.  it’s always impulsive,  sometimes desperate,  and most of the time,  in an effort to see the only person they know they can count on.  she wonders if that’s true for shauna as she stands before her now,  bleeding,  because tai can imagine many other places that would make a lot more sense for her to be in this condition,  but that tells her enough.  

❝  shauna,  what the fuck?  ❞   she spits out before she can say or do anything else.  her hands stretch out,  but they’re momentarily hesitant,  like if she touches her at all,  shauna might really break.  it’s only a moment later when she finally kicks into action,  bringing her arm around her shoulders and guiding her inside carefully.  

it’s not the first time that she’s seen shauna in a crucial condition—-  this probably isn’t even one of the worst,  but it never really gets easier,  because every time she’s forced to witness it,  it’s like she’s back in the middle of the woods,  sitting in front of shauna as they both cry,  embarking on something neither of them know anything about but are willing to do only with each other.   ❝  here.  sit down,  ❞   she urges,  her hand lingering on her shoulder because it’s like muscle memory,  and she desperately doesn’t want to pull away,  but she has to in order to reach for her first aid kid.  her hand slides away,  quickly grabbing everything she may need and hurrying back to shauna,  eyes locked with hers.  ❝  you came here.  not the hospital.  ❞   it’s her way of asking if she needs to deal with this here,  not there.  whatever shauna needs,  she’ll oblige,  even if they have more options here than they used to out there.  ❝  what the fuck happened?  ❞   

[talentforlying]

screaming into my fist as we speak

he's taking notes shauna. so many notes.

[talentforlying]

👫 but as sort of an... early days picking ur brain type thing! if u wanna plot prior that's also chill with me :)

the girl is a gun:

i saw you say that shauna's a cat person, so they've got that in common! he's got two strays that are always going in and out and they are cute little menaces who are babied like you wouldn't believe. he's also gotten used to people hanging around for the cats more than for him, so if she ever wanted a furry friend without the pressure of a social attachment, she'd have it lmao.

they have very different alignments with but very similar proximities to violence, which is interesting to me especially bc they both share some of that "i do what i have to in order to survive" mentality. like, constantine could never kill anyone with a weapon (he did once and it royally fucked with him), but sending someone to hell to suffer at other people's hands? that's just survival. that's not really a headcanon rip i just think they could both call each other hypocritical about their relationship to violence in some aspect.

they both went through highly publicized situations in their life that are easy to google, which makes me think it's entirely possible they might try to one-up each other with the weird and wild shit they were called by the media. trauma olympics type beat.

i can see them eventually getting into some real fights regarding the nature of survivor's guilt and like, repressing shit vs working through it. constantine's always been someone who wears his past on his sleeve so he won't forget what he's trying to make up for, and from what i remember of the show, i don't think shauna's that way at all.

@enr4ged / RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS ( always accepting )