#indigoxchild

[hisdaughterfromhell-archive]

❝ since you left, i have no one to talk to. ❞

“I know, and I’m sorry. I uh- I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

[twiceadaystilinski]

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41. My muse shows up on your muse’s doorstep after several months of being missing, with no memory of the past few years. ( @indigoxchild )

Every part of him ached. Dried blood was crusting off his skin where it could no longer stick, and you could barely tell the blood from the injuries anymore. Scars old and new littered every inch of his skin, his clothes the same he disappeared in but tattered and torn, barely hanging on his much thinner body. He was shivering, curled up against the wooden railings of a porch he didn’t recognise. And maybe that’s was scared him the most. Apparently this was where he’d been taken from. Apparently this person was supposed to mean something to Stiles. But he remembered nothing. All he had was fuzzy memories of torture and a sudden freedom that made little to no sense. He had no idea that his magic wasn’t working because he wasn’t even aware he had magic anymore. All he knew was that he didn’t have a choice but to sit here, waiting for the resident of the house to find him.

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“Well neither was I,” She admitted with a slight shrug. “My cousin is uh very persuasive.”

[assassinsandco]

"I can't loose you again." (Jesse)

“You won’t.” Two words that sounded far more confident than Brooke truly was. Things had hit rock bottom fast at the facility. They were all needed on a job that would save the business, and that included Brooke. She was needed on the field, and she knew the risks considering she couldn’t fight, but... she had to go. “Jesse, I’ll be okay. Caleb’s got Riley as my guard, alright? I promise I’ll be okay.” 

[assassinsandco]

“What were you thinking?! You could’ve killed yourself!” (Jezebel)

Lucas snorted tiredly, most of his energy going into clutching at his side where there was currently a deep stab wound that was bleeding profusely. Still. Somehow. How he even had this much blood to spare he would never know. He was starting to get black dots in front of his eyes, swirling every way he looked and with every breath his body forced him to take. But still his humour struggled on, pushing through even the intense pain he was feeling. 

“Actually, the big guy with the big knife nearly killed me. Still could, if we don- Woah.” He stumbled, head spinning as he lost his balance, falling straight into her. “Y’know what, Jez? I’m not feeling too great, I think I’m gonna… I’m just gonna sit here…” And with that he was trying to sit on the floor exactly where he was standing.

[assassinsandco]

✺ (Jesse to Caleb)

The hit had come as a shock. Caleb knew he had it coming - He knew Jesse would snap sooner or later, but he was rather hoping it would be later to give him more time to diffuse the situation to solve this. Because now he had a problem. Now he had insubordination within his employees and with Brooke’s attachment to him... God, that made this even worse. He’d killed people for less than this. Tortured them for looking at him the wrong way. But this? Hitting him?! He knew he deserved it but that was a line that very few had crossed.

A handkerchief was pulled out, pressing to his now bleeding nose. “You realise,” He began, dabbing at it to see how bad it was, “That this can’t go unpunished. That you are now a threat to my establishment.” 

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