#strongost

[shejudges-blog]

              unlike jacob, who seems to gain satisfaction from having these rodents plague their home and follow orders like a common pet, ilona feels only disgust at their presence.   ESPECIALLY  PRATT.  her master’s attention had been divided, diverted from her and she couldn’t understand why.   this deputy was  weak.  he did not deserve to receive but a glance from jacob.        and yet . . .

           “ what is this like ? to be so pathetic. you are not even worthy of being bait. ”    sc  /  @strongost

[wrathiest-blog]

continued from x.  @strongost​​

                                                   ——————————NEITHER  OF  THEM  HAVE  WALKED  AWAY  FROM  JACOB  UNHARMED,  yet still catalyst would say that staci had been the one to receive the brunt of hurt.  he would not dwell on voice over radio,  face,  bruised  &&  battered as she pushed him onto the truck.  (  but he would,  because he would give  anything  to go back  &&  grab her wrist,  pull her down with him.  they could have both escaped.  )                                    he does not dwell on his failures,  but that one haunts him.

                                   they do not sleep outside of each other’s company.  brought closer by a horrific event,  didn’t he read somewhere that hard times could make or break people?  they weren’t even truly friends before this,  not even really strangers.  if it were anything else,  he would find it funny.

                                   catalyst sits a little closer,  enough to let his right hand fall in the space between them,  while he holds the pen with his left.  he does not know what to say to ease her,  but perhaps he doesn’t have to say anything at all.  an open invitation,  she could take his hand,  or not.

                                                     ❝  i  understand.  ❞              he writes,  with careful letters.  he still forgets to dot his i’s.                   ❝  it  is  rare  to  feel  like  i  can  breathe,  but  with  you...  it  is  a  little  easier.  ❞

[gracegrit-blog1]

         “ jacob kept you alive, ‘n’ you're still here. that’s all that matters. ain’t no time t’ wallow in self pity. there’s a lot more work t’ be done. ” /  sc  /  @strongost

[ladivine]

nay  ,  you  knew  all  too  much  about  edens  gate  ,  and  with  the  CARNAGE  behind  you  ,  you  were  taking  no  prisoners.  gun  is  pressed  to  temple  further  ,  seraph  looking  around  for  a  moment  before  getting  a  TIGHTER  grip  on  the  others  neck.  she  lowers  herself  down  to  her  more  ,  leaning  CLOSE  to  his  ear.    ❛      you  make  any  movements  that  proves  me  otherwise,  i’ll  blow  your  skull  in  and  FEED  your  teeth  to  the  deer,  you  understand  me ?  now ,  get  up  and  walk  with  me , we’re  gettin’  the  fuck  out  of  here.     ❜ 

@strongost

[wrathiest-blog]

⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ oh three?

headcanon meme.  accepting.  @strongost

•  before they met in the helicopter,  catalyst  &&  staci truly didn’t know each other.  they only briefly met for a day or two before the arrest was supposed to be put in place,  &&  there was nothing remarkable about the other to either of them.  however,  after a brother was eliminated  &&  pratt was freed,  there was a mutual sense of agreement,  of mock-safety,  because they were the only familiar ones who had gone through what they had,  &&  because of this,  it gave them a bond that grew unwavering.

•  it was catalyst who kissed him first,  near the end of their journey,  full of nerves  &&  uncertainty.  sure,  they slept near each other  &&  occasionally held hands when unsteady hearts allowed,  but there was never anything defined.  &&  neither of them were truly in a state of semblance or self to consider it.  (  in every kiss but the first,  catalyst makes sure to ask if it’s okay,  beforehand.  )

•  they move out of state when it is all said  &&  done.  catalyst invites staci to seattle,  &&  they spend a few months getting themselves reintroduced to... everyday life.  pratt gets a service dog,  &&  catalyst a emotional support cat.  therapy is also on the table,  both for mental  &&  physical,  but neither of them have taken those steps just yet.

[skiesking]

@strongost ( ✈️ )

He took a minute to think, for once mulling over his words before he spoke. “You’re right -- about me not knowing. I’ve heard some parts of what was happening in the mountains. But,” But what? But it all seemed so ungodly and monstrous that Nick had no idea how to even begin to process it, let alone try and comfort someone who’d been through that hell? That was his problem. He couldn’t leave these sorts of situations ( or these sorts of people ) well enough alone. Even if there was nothing he could do. Words couldn’t undo the grip that the cult still obviously held on Staci’s mind. There was nothing he could do.

And yet, he still kept talking.

He leaned back, allowing hesitation to cross his expression. “You had to survive.” Throwing the deputy’s words back around might not be the best answer, but Nick doesn’t have any others to give. “To be honest, if I was in your place. I don’t think I could’ve done what you think I could. Sure, I helped out ‘round here: but I was all ready to run at first. I’m not any stronger than you, or anyone. We were all just -- trying to survive.”

[wrathiest-blog]

@strongost​ replied to your post:

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[dnldvy]

@strongost replied to your post: “yes i am 9 thx for noticing”

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