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❛ WAIT, so ––– ❜ concept FOREIGN to castle rock teenager, glances are exchanged back and forth between chris and sam. ❛ you were serious when you said you wanted to be with both of us? how does that work? a throuple? is that what you’d call it? ❜
@lightsurvived / @bulltrue.
❛ slow your roll there, buddy, you look like you’re about to faint. ❜ head shakes with a small chuckle, the water bottle she was previously opening chucked at him instead. ❛ dehydration’s a real thing, you know that ? ❜
@lightsurvived / / starter call.
“ sam, i ––– ” difficult to find words to say, all sat on the tip of her tongue but still somehow everything felt wrong. had been years since she’d seen or heard from old friend. call had come out of the blue from hunter ( or protector as he referred to himself ), and she went to him. as she always would, sam was more than just a friend, he was family. had assumed him to be dead for all the years passed, not a wild assumption for her to make in their line of work. for as long as she’d been doing this, claire had seen more people come and go than she could count on one hand. almost numb to the idea now. almost but not quite. lips twist into sad smile, seeing sam as he was. no longer as she remembered him, color in his cheeks all but drained. pallid appearance, and a sadness carried with him one would have to be blind to miss.
reaching out, hand rests gently on sam’s cheek. cold to the touch, claire cannot help but to notice the way he practically refuses to look in her in the eyes. like maybe he thinks he’ll have disappointed her or something. not the case, though. never has been and never would be. out of all the hunters claire had trained, sam had always been her first. sam was special, and not a day passed where she was not proud of the man he had become. he was a better person than she was, that was for sure ––– but world had taught claire novak young that bad things happened to the best of people. “ how did this happen? do you have any idea who did this to you? ”
@lightsurvived / samuel emerson.
lightsurvived asked: “ are you really happy now ? ”
“ Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I be? ” Maybe it wasn’t a question he should have added onto the end of a total lie but he couldn’t wholesomely tell the truth without everything else completely unravelling. In a way, he had everything he needed. A good friend, someone that would stay by his side no matter what. He was free, away from his family. And he was exonerated from every little crime that detailed around his existence. So he should have been happy.
But he wasn’t, not in the slightest. As a cliche as it was, he was lost. He was scared. And second guessing every little thing he’d done. He could have been human. His Mother would still be by his side, letting him live the life he wanted without pushing the lust of blood that taunted his mind at every waking minute.
Instead, he’d lost that. He’d lost his mother, his little sister George. Everything that made him human, that gave him hope. it was all lost...and here he was, stuck with what it meant now that he was one hundred percent monster. Every day, he wanted to scream. He felt like pulling the skin from his body. Nothing was right, nothing felt okay. He was stuck with a destiny he tried to ignore, excuse, thinking he’d been chosen to bring peace but when had vampires ever campaigned for peace? He could hear the Grand High Vampires words still swimming around in his mind ‘there’s evil in you’, ‘you can’t escape your destiny Vlad’ and no matter how hard he tried to deny it, his destiny still stood. Nothing would change that...and now, he had nothing to help him fight it.
No friends. No family. No humanity. You’re all alone.
@lightsurvived / [ DEEP ASS STARTERS. ]
[ 📲 • sms ] —— i can’t stop thinking about you.
reply to : sammy 💙
❪ imessage ⇢ 16 : 18pm ❫ did u accidentally send that 8 times or did u just send it every time u were thinking of me ?❪ imessage ⇢ 16 : 20pm ❫ miss u 2. home soon 💛
meme › accepting !
‘ send nude pics of your heart to me. ’
❛ sam, what the fuck does that mean ? ❜ a half-laugh, confused amusement etched on his face. ❛ like ——— what the fuck. ❜ but there’s a grin on his face ( he’s reminded, vaguely, of the weird shit teddy used to come out with ( no one has ever said weirder shit than TEDDY DUCHAMP ), light & breezy. ❛ is that even possible ? ❜
meme › accepting !
‘ i can’t count on much in this crazy world, but i can always count on you. ’
that 70′s show sentence starters . meme status : currently accepting !
❛ they’re just notes, ❜ the notion is dismissed with the raise of her shoulders in a brief shrug, handing over the array of dishevelled and creased papers as it was . she didn’t think much of it, just a simple gesture to help a fellow classmate . ❛ more like scribbles, actually . i doubt they’ll be much help, but it’s better than nothing . you need them more than i do . ❜
❛ do you ever try to CLIMB UP & sit on the roof ? ❜
@lightsurvived !
