#for seth

[lousydrawingsforgoodpeople]

flat. wall-eyed. confident. muddy. thriving.

[ghostclout]

Up to no good!

Hey guys. Hey metalocalypse fans. I'm sorry for finding the worst man alive attractive it will happen again

[cxstlaviee]

One day I’m going to want a plot for Seth where he falls hopelessly in love again. The angst, the feelings ugh because he never planned to love again but he meets another woman who just takes the ground out from underneath him and yeah. I would love for it to happen organically with another muse but also know that sometimes that just doesn’t happen but yeah. I want him to have someone where he isn’t always on edge or angry. Just someone to feel safe and secure with.

[casdecns]

favorite characters [7/?] : political director lyor boone

[the-wolf-moon-diaries]

Okay, but now I feel really bad.

That Charlie post made me realize it was probably the first time he had BOTH of his daughters for Christmas in "Hold a Light Back To My Soul" and he probably had so many plans and hopes and Edward just ruined it all.

Bella was comatose, Mini Swan was mini depressed and Charlie was still having a quiet, sad little Christmas. She's gonna make it up to him. I'll find some place to edit it in, Mini Swan is going to give him a little Christmas to make up for it, ropes Bella and everyone (including Seth) into it.

Charlie Swan is getting his (albeit belated) merry little Christmas. 💚🎄

[casdecns]

seth is a supportive friend™

[vrykolaka]

@story1ines for seth.

The Cohen house had a peculiar kind of warmth Claire had almost forgotten existed. It wasn't the California weather or the smell of whatever Kirsten had baked earlier that afternoon. It was the people. The effortless way laughter drifted from room to room, the easy clutter of books and board games, the quiet comfort of a family who genuinely enjoyed one another's company. She found herself perched cross-legged on the end of Seth's bed, absently thumbing through one of his comic books while he talked, a faint smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "You've somehow managed to make superheroes sound like a branch of philosophy," she teased, glancing up at him. "I'm not sure whether to be impressed or concerned." She chuckled softly before setting the comic aside. "I will admit... I think I finally understand why you like them. They're all pretending to be something ordinary when they aren't." The words left her mouth with an odd weight behind them, though she quickly waved a hand dismissively. "Ignore me. I'm feeling unusually introspective today."

It hit her without warning. One heartbeat. Then another. The steady rhythm beneath Seth's skin suddenly seemed impossibly loud, filling the room until it drowned out everything else. Claire's smile faltered. Her eyes lingered on his neck for a fraction too long before she blinked hard and looked away, fingers curling into the comforter beneath her. "...Do you ever notice how loud silence can be?" she murmured, more to herself than to him. She swallowed, but it did nothing to ease the dryness burning down her throat. "Would you mind..." A pause. "Actually, never mind." Her breathing grew shallower as she rose from the bed, putting a little distance between them under the guise of wandering toward the bedroom window. "I think I just need some air."