#obstacul

[anoffering]

bella loved weekends. she loved school, she loved her friends, too — but more than anything, she loved making the trek from her apartment to the cullen's home a couple hours away because she knew @obstacul was waiting for her. she loved hopping into her new(ish) purple truck, rolling the windows down, and driving to the cullen's gorgeous house that once again happened to be in the middle of nowhere, yet somehow the perfect driving distance from the town where they all worked and went to school.

as she pulls in the driveway, her heart starts to race. edward must have heard it, because seconds later, she sees him walk out the door of their home. bella starts to smile, wide. she puts her truck into park and flings the door open. she knows better than to run, but she knows that if she were to trip, edward would be there to catch her. so she does, laughing and smiling. “ hey. ” she says as they meet, and she pulls him into a tight hug. the cool temperature of his body is comforting, and she squeezes him as tightly as she could. “ god, i missed you this week. ”

[aratsaka]

HAPPY BLYTHE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! getting to talk to u over these past few months has been nothing but joy. i hope this year is a really beautiful special one full of a lot of hockey and baseball and love and laughter and everything else good in the world bc u deserve it

THANK YOU SÓ MUCH JJ!!! it’s been such a treat becoming your friend and i hope you have had a great day <3

[altarcup]

@obstacul . trinity s

         ❛❛  oh shit,  ❜❜       he says, a little too loudly, when they’ve made it two blocks from the hospital in somewhat bearable silence.    he knows trinity probably won’t stop for him, and that he really should go on walking, try to keep up with her and not piss her off too much if he wants to stay in her good graces ( and her spare room, wow. ) but dennis’ feet seem to freeze by their own accord, heavy and achy and ice cold.         ❛❛  i forgot about the rats.  ❜❜

[aratsaka]

rich people were always easy targets. some were corpos, sure, like he was, but the ones that weren't? not a care in the world. mack wished that he could have been like that, even when he got to live that lifestyle too. he spots @obstacul after his last target, an awkward man who couldn't seem to tell his ass from his head, and for just a moment, he wonders if they know each other. “ is that your friend? it's dangerous down here if your head isn't on straight, you know. ” he basically purrs, resting his hands on his hips — ignoring the fact his victim's watch lays in his pocket. “ do you want me to help you get him somewhere? like a fucking hospital? ”

[roguekinds-gone]

@obstacul liked for a starter. ( margot & trinity )

❝ it's gonna be fine, right? ❞ to say margot is agitated is an understatement. her cheeks glow bright red, still wind burnt from the game she had just been playing less than thirty minutes ago, but it's the searing pain coursing through her ankle that nearly has her in tears. straggled strands of blonde hair stick to her face, very clearly in discomfort, as margot allows her head to loll to the side to look at the doctor, ( santos, she thinks she remembers her saying ) with an almost pleading look on her face. being out for an extended period of time isn't a choice, she has to be back on the ice at least within the next week if they want to make another playoff push.

something deep inside her knows better than to take the words she says with any head. margot has never known a life of not being on the ice. . . and she doesn't think she could handle being out for the rest of the season. her swollen, painted black and blue, ankle might say otherwise.

❝ i mean, like, it feels totally fine! you can give me something for the pain, right? i'll have the trainers tape me back up and i'll be good as new, eh? ❞