#mcthersguilt

[wearycrown]

@mcthersguilt.

     “when were you going to tell me?”   she hadn’t knocked. hadn’t waited for her mother to come answer the door. the key that had been made for her was used to let her in, and she’d found her mother in the bedroom like she had suspected. and a part of her realized that abby looked rough, looked like a woman mourning the man she loved, and that part of clarke ached. wanted to comfort her mom, because she hated seeing her suffering. but the other part? the one that had finally heard as much of the full story about marcus being killed that nathan could get from his dad? well  ---  that part was angry. and upset. that part couldn’t offer any comfort, because she didn’t have any to give. not now.   “or were you ever going to?”

[lcgioned]

@mcthersguilt

[  sms: abby griffin  ]  hey abby, hope you’re doing well!  [  sms: abby griffin  ]  i just got back in town. was wondering if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime and catch up? 

[chemicalcasualty]

t100 SEASON 6 / @mcthersguilt

“Sobriety is overrated.”

[haslived]

YOU    HAVE    TO    ASK    HER   !    you    have    ask    her,    it’s    the    only    thing    that    you’ve    thinking    about    since    the    ark    came    down.    ❝  did    you    ever    think    about    what    would    happen    to    us    down   here?    was    it    ever    a    thought?    or    were    we    just    bodies    who    were    supposed    to    die?  ❞

                                                @mcthersguilt    hit    the    ♡.

[a-shebore]

@mcthersguilt     /     ♡’d  for  a  text  starter

(   𝚜𝚖𝚜   »   𝚖𝚘𝚖  ❤️   )   :   do  i  really  have  to  go ? (   𝚜𝚖𝚜   »   𝚖𝚘𝚖  ❤️   )   :   i  have  a  paper  due  on  monday  and  i  should  really  work  on  it (   𝚜𝚖𝚜   »   𝚖𝚘𝚖  ❤️   )   :   you  should  invite  kane  instead  ;)  

[jobikilled-archived]

“  What  up,  doc.  “  leaning  on  the  counter  in  her  office.  Like  nothing  was  wrong,  it  was  nothing  to  him,  anymore.  “  You’re  not  looking  so  hot.  “  //  @mcthersguilt

[astralgeniusarchived]

her professor couldn’t stop talking about it.   he’d spoken at length about the mass suicides as if it were a wondrous phenomena occurring on the other side of the world.   raven had stopped listening a third of the way in,   focus secured on the notes she’d scribbled out in front of her,  only for him to take a nosedive out of the window behind her.   nothing was the same after.

chaos was joined by a stampede of screaming coeds,   some her peers and some that seemingly appeared out of the woodwork,  and she quickly grabbed her things to follow suit.   she wasn’t aware of the extent of its spread,   of the plague that had somehow finally made its way to them,   but the sight that she was met with upon exiting her building soon changed that.

in an attempt to somehow shield herself from the death and destruction surrounding her,   raven kept her eyes trained downward,   hoping that the cracks in the sidewalk would somehow seem familiar.   it wasn’t long before she was shoved out of the way by a panicked pedestrian,   her body hitting the pavement with a thud as she fell face first and a slew of expletives tumbled out right behind her.

it takes a moment for her to sit back up but she still manages a quick “thanks, asshole!” while she’s seeing stars and trying to move out of the way of the riot coming her way.    /   @mcthersguilt​

[rainkiing-blog1]

verse tba / @mcthersguilt

   he breathes for the first time in what feels like forever, an honest breath.  how to start again? “do you think we could have DONE BETTER?”