#forgottcnmemories

[thatprettylittlething]

𝐈𝐅 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐘𝐃𝐈𝐀, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍’𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄; wouldn’t be on this assignment, nevermind in this bar. But seemingly her superiors enjoyed seeing her squirm, were as amused by her dislike of her partner as he clearly was. Reasons for her distaste remain murky, genuine evidence of his misconduct lacking ( his work ethic is exceptional, as is his performance ), but his personality leaves much to be desired. Not to mention that incorrigible grin he so often wears, the one curved at his mouth as the pair sit opposite one another, chemistry and flirtation manufactured for current mission.

❝  My mother still can’t wait to meet you,  ❞ Lydia coos sweetly ( no outward trace of distaste ); 𝙰𝙺𝙰, 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚝. / @forgottcnmemories

[sundownings-moved]

[ @forgottcnmemories​ ] sent “ am i supposed to care? ”

the bite in his tone startled her, maybe it shouldn’t have, but it did. “i mean...” alice stumbled, she was unused to feeling defensive around stiles. she wanted to reply something along the lines of ‘well, i was hoping you would,’ but the surprise and the quick rush of panic his reaction sent through her made her instinctual reaction one where she matched the same tone. “well clearly not. clearly i should have asked if you were busy.” the blonde snapped.

[sundownings-moved]

[ @forgottcnmemories​ ] sent “ what did you want to show me? ”

alice nodded up towards the trees. the specific tree they stood under was thicker, older than many of the trees in the preserve. it’s branches could bear more weight. “i’ve never noticed it before last night. frankly, i don’t think it was here before, but i don’t know.” up in the branches, well blended but still visible was a tree house and a well built one at that. not some shoddy platform with a ladder, but a small house. “i didn’t wanna investigate until i knew someone else had seen it too in case it- well in case it whipped me away to the medieval times like in those books i read as a kid.”

[puresthearted]

@forgottcnmemories​            ♡          𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟          !

𝐬𝐡𝐞     𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬     𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦,     doe     eyes     fixated     on     him,     soft     and     warm     smile     approaching     angelic     features.     sometimes,     she     wishes     she     could     forget     too.     all     the     horrible     things     she     had     to     endure     ––     and     all     the     horrible     things     she     has     to     endure     still.     this     life     was     never     meant     to     be     easy,     to     be     normal.     IT     IS     BOTH     A     BLESSING     AND     A     CURSE,     to     be     stuck     in     here.     monsters     hiding     in     the     shadows.     both     know.     soft     sigh     escapes     rosy     lips,     reaching     out     for     him,     his     hand     in     hers     now.     a     sign     of     comfort.     ‘’     you’re     going     to     thing     that     the     pain     will     never     end,     but     it     will.     ‘’

[thatprettylittlething]

@forgottcnmemories    /      ❛  ☾ ❜ ♡

❝  𝐒𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐄 swallowing my pride.  ❞

[thatprettylittlething]

@forgottcnmemories / ♡

𝐌𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐀  𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐒  𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋  𝐀𝐒  𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒  𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑  𝐀  𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅. lydia  is  daft  if  she  didn’t  think  he’d  come  for  her.  he  would  always  be  there,  night  or  day.  especially  when  the  banshee  was  in  trouble.

“well,  i’m  a  stubborn  human.  no  isn’t  really  in  my  vocabulary.”  a  mischievous  grin  follows  suit  as  he  reaches  for  lydia’s  hand.  “now  come  on,  before  the  guards  get  back.” 

𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝑯𝑰𝑴 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓; Stiles. The human that had been chosen as a vessel for the dark kitsune ━ a banshee had its uses, they’d told her, but a former nogitsune? He was an artefact they could not go without, something that they’d made clear to her in their nightly taunts. They had known that he should show up here, that she would be the cause of his capture. No matter how much she’d willed against being found. Stiles was just as smart as her, it was only a matter of time.

The sight of him fills her with dread rather than any sort of relief, heavy weight settling in her chest and briefly cutting off her air supply. Words fail, shaking of her head growing frantic now as she recoils from his grasp. ❝  Leave, now. You can’t be here, Stiles, you’ve got to go. You’ve got to go right now.  ❞

[undeciided]

@forgottcnmemories​ contd. from here

She didn’t have time to see much, just a rather entranced Stiles standing still as darkness threatened to engulf him. Allison knew she had to think fast. Hands grabbed his arms, fingers digging into his skin as she foecefully dragged him away as far as she could. Her heart pounded within her chest and she hoped they were safe, at least for a few more minutes.

Allison turned to look at the pale boy, concern evident in her eyes. She took the sides of his face in her hands, forcing him to meet her eyes. It was the best way to keep panic for taking over him any further.

      ❝ who? Who’s gone? What did you see, Stiles? ❞

[fverte]

❝    oh,  yeah,  i  know,    ❞    scott says,  not  wanting  his  best  friend  to  feel  guilty  for  things  that  were  out  of  his  control.  the  supernatural  threats  they  faced  were  scary    &    unpredictable,  so  figuring  out  how  defeat  them  tended  to  take  a  lot  of  trial  and  error.    ❝    it’s  not  your  fault  it  all  went  to  shit.  that  just...  usually  happens  to  us.  i  don’t  blame  you.    ❞

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