#theprettiestscott

[soulofsundae]

A Helping Hand || Scott & Egrid

@theprettiestscott

It had been some time since... Egrid tried hard not to think about it, and things still didn’t feel even slightly closer to normal. Those kids, that man, his injuries, they were all ever-constant reminders of what had happened. His casts were still in place, his bruises had faded into an ugly green colour but it still hurt to move his jaw and the bandages around his chest had been replaced a few times but the stitched wounds were so easily pulled; more than once he’d found spots of red on his shirt after pulling a stitch. 

People seemed to have heard about what happened, a ‘mugging’ of the poor ice cream shop owner. They’d been so kind, more customers all giving him sympathetic looks while shushing their kids who loudly asked what was wrong with him. Today had been little different. He’d managed to serve customer and only needed to change his top once after pulling a stitch; the day was nearly done and only a young boy remained near the back of the store as a delivery van pulled up. 

After having to explain his appearance for the umpteenth time to the delivery man he’d left four large boxes of supples; cones, milk, flavourings, fruit, and had to drive off to his last job. The boxes were just inside the shop and Egrid recoiled at the thought of bending to lift them but he couldn’t see what else to do. He bent slightly and a sharp gasp escaped his lips as he tried to reach for the first box... God it hurt.

[awildcuriosity]

Open Day With Open Mind|| Scott & Vic

@theprettiestscott

The university hosted many open days throughout the year, they were always equal parts entertaining and tiring. While it was fun to get into the minds of the next generation of students to come to the school, dealing with the incessantly boring questions most of them chose to ask could be rather draining. Vic got so bored with questions of accommodation, fees, exam methods... They were much more interested in dealing with the musings of the students, curious to know how their minds were working already, perhaps even get a stimulating conversation going. But they rarely got their lucky. 

Today, as usual they had dealt with that all morning, but now the group were on the more official tour of the campus so that had the rest of the day to themselves. They were leaning back on their chair, legs up on their desk reading  a book in their lap when they heard the door open and saw a single head poke in. They smiled, the book going down for the moment, and looked at the youngling in the doorway.

“Well hello there. Have you lost the tour group?” They chuckled, “Lucky you, that part of open days can be pretty boring.” they said with a wink.

[petrcvaflame]

☏

✉  SMS to Scott from Stiles’ Cellphone  ✉

katherine: stiles won’t be making it to the game today

katherine: he’s delivering a message for me

katherine: if he lives after that, he’s all yours though

katherine: go team - KP

                                                                                                           DELIVERED ( 6:50pm )

[animacruciari]

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send ⁇ for a worried text

[ TEXT ] Scott, are you ok?

[ TEXT ]  You didn’t show up for our lessons today

[ TEXT ]   Stiles is worried about you

[ TEXT ]   This Klaus stuff is serious

[ TEXT ]   I think we need to talk

[theoverlooked]

A Teacher and Her Students || Jen, Jere, Kira & Scott

@jerxgilbs @this-little-kitsune @theprettiestscott

If the wake of the second murder wasn’t large enough, performing it at the school had only made things worse. The police were everywhere, areas of the school were roped off, students and parents alike were all drawn to the spectacle and all desperate to find out just who’d been the victim. No one knew though, aside from the police, and they weren’t telling. Jennifer, like all the other teachers, were patrolling the front of the school in the morning, corralling the children inside, protecting them from reporters and lurkers alike. 

A who just happened to be lurking? Some college kids who didn’t know any better. Or at least, they seemed to be college kids at first glance. And they were   hassling some of her students. She recognised Jeremy and Scott, and a new girl who seemed to have been roped into it all. Jennifer usually couldn’t care less what occurred but something niggled in her. This was her school, her students, the only person allowed to create chaos here was her. Anyone else was a challenge to her authority, and public declared or not she wouldn’t allow it.

Waving off the gym teacher, who'd already started in the direction of the disturbance, Jennifer began stalking over towards them, her face set in a stony expression. They were going to regret messing in her territory.

[silverargentvalkyrie]

“If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice.“

Allison restrung the anchor of her trap. The chilling wind howled against the trees, the whistling the only sound defining against her own thoughts. She’d tinkered with each perfectly bound set of wires. Tonight was the night..she thought to herself, trying to block out the glaring stare that he’d bored into her back. 

“You know, you can stand here all night. I am not asking you to agree with what I am doing,” Allison rose up from the decaying pit watching the leaves roll from beneath the toe of her boots. She couldn’t bare to look him in the face once the words rolled off his tongue. If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice. “People are dying and I am not gong to stand here watch it happen. Nous chassons ceux qui nous chassent.” Scott looked at her puzzled, the hurt still evident in his eyes. “We hunt those who hunt us–that’s just the way it has to be.” 

The regret piled on thick but she refused to allow it to deter her. They’d killed another innocent person; someone she’d loved. Allison couldn’t put her love for him above her duties any longer.

“You’re right, if I loved you there wouldn’t be a choice. There will never be a choice between you and them. You’re not the enemy but if you put yourself in the middle of it, you will become one.” The words were sour on her tongue.

 “Stay out of my way, Scott. Don’t make me choose.” I can’t choose you even if it tears me apart. 

[felledpsychic-blog]

“No one has a heart of stone.”

Alaric re-evaluated his life on a daily basis. Was he doing the right thing? Was he going the right direction? Had the path he’d chosen been the correct one? sure, destiny had a plan for him and yes, he’d be shoved onto it regardless. But it was up to the Psychic and the Psychic alone as to how he followed the path. After the death of his partner, things went a little south for a while.

Until he decided enough was enough. He grew more cold and distant with each passing day, his trust in people and his love for life shattered. It became harder to look beyond the man he was turning into, the man he had turned into. Alone and separated from the world was easier, it was safer. It allowed him to focus on his task at hand. 

If he wanted to run the family business as he was so destined to do, this was the only way. It had to be. There was no place for emotion in his life any more. He was no longer Zave Jones, he push over who cared too much. He was Alaric Saltzman, the man who could conquer the world. Or so he thought. Truth was? After all this time, he was losing himself to his ambitions, the dark abyss not just threatening to swallow him whole. It already had. 

Being removed from emotions had its benefits, however. He moved through life with little to no connections, no one to answer too, no one to worry about. It was a different kind of freedom. You could fuck whoever you pleased, go wherever you wanted, do anything your heart desired. It made you feel unstoppable. “No one has a heart of stone.” There was surprise on the young boys face, like Scott had spoken out loud. “You’d be surprised, kid.” 

[animacruciari]

After School Special | Derek & Scott

The text had come through some 45 minutes earlier from Scott, asking the alpha to meet him at the school. It was a little ambiguous and he wondered if something was up, things had been a little quiet on the alpha/beta front lately..but he figured it was just because of school or whatever. But then he got stuck with the brunette.

Jennifer had just walked away to yell at some kids when Derek noticed Scott in the distance. “Finally.” He grumbled quietly to himself, if he’d gotten out 15 minutes ago like he’d promised, the alpha wouldn’t have been stuck there dealing with the new teacher. He crossed his arms over his chest, an entirely bored expression filling his features as Scott approached. “You finally ready?” The alpha quipped in greeting...

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