#undred

[klarsynt-arc]

@undred​ clone bb

           he’s supposed to make it quick.  in and out,  long distance kill.  a shot to the head each.  the asset is priority.  then the girl.  then the doctor.  he’s done this in simulations more times than he can count,  run courses,  proven he can do this.  if he finishes the mission,  they’ll let him out more.  they promised he’d get to see the world if he just does this for them.  it’s easy.  it’s should be easy.  it doesn’t feel easy.  for one,  everything is so loud here.  there’s too much energy,  too many people,  too much noise.  it’s why he plans to get closer,  unable to focus from across the street.  and then he’d gotten distracted by one of them.  he was trying to get closer to the house,  trying to understand why she feels familiar.  he hadn’t been paying enough attention to realize someone was coming up behind him until it was a little too late.  he only has enough time to turn around,  one hand sliding beneath his jacket to feel for his sidearm. 

[hermarks-a1]

@undred said: “  i  don’t  have  to  be  drunk  or  high  to  make  bad  life  decisions.  ” - madeline

remark acknowledged with soft hum, red can see a similarity between the youngest parish and the man she's come to love --- it must be a thing running in the family, or at least that's what her thoughts lead her to assume. madeline's presence has been more frequent since they're finally settled in the new apartment, to the point red almost expects her to show up and quite misses her attitude when she's not around --- feelings that come with allowing more and more people into her life, and that much to red's surprise are not as bad as her mind seemed to suggest.

knitting tools held tight between fingers, deeply focused expression eases into a gentler one as head tilts up to look at madeline. "but are you even happy with these decisions?" she inquires, tone light despite curiosity eating her; a life of bad choices have led max to the life he used to have before they met, and if that could be of any example as to what to avoid, red hopes madeline would have enough self love to spare herself from going off that same path. "i mean, one too many and it ruins your life forever." silence follows observation, teeth quickly biting on tongue as soon as she realises her words. "sorry, that's not my place to judge."

head bowed again, the knitted beanie slowly coming to shape on her lap suddenly catches her whole attention --- if anything to avoid the embarrassment of overstepping on matters in which she doesn't belong to, of a family that she's not part of. tools brought together and placed on coffee table, item of clothing is raised in the air to give it one last look then offered to the girl. "here, you can have it. your brother's head is too big for this beanie anyway and i don't feel like putting him through another round of lying about how much he loves it."

[buildhope]

@undred, ♡     he probably didn’t need to,  his friends would have taken in the kids for the night out of kindness,  but alden wanted to make sure everything went smoothly,  so he promised a bunch of favors to aaron for watching adam and elina for the night,  so that he and behati could have some alone time.  he loves the time they spend all together,  but he knows it’s just as necessary for them to have this time to themselves,  too.  he’s been so wrapped up in his own thing,  in trying to take care of adam,  in rebuilding hilltop that he hasn’t had nearly enough time to just relax with her like this.  the bathroom is lowly lit with various candles around the room,  the two of them sitting in the tub he had ran for them,  her bare back pressed to his front as his arms are wrapped around her waist to hold her into him.  he’s quiet,  enjoying the peaceful time with her,  not wanting to disrupt the peace in any way.  after a moment,  he leans forward to press a long kiss to her shoulder,  then to her neck,  then the back of her head.  ❝  i’m glad you’re here with me tonight,  ❞   he finally whispers to her ear.

[doomdays-a]

“you wanna come with me?”   ↺   @undred​

she shouldn’t still be questioning what her place with behati really is.  she just can’t help it,  because the validation she received from behati every time she actively includes her is still so strange yet refreshing for lydia.  she’s always hesitating,  like if she gives in,  then what’s going to happen if it’s all pulled out from underneath of her?  but behati is good  ---  lydia reminds herself of that every single day,  even when her own demons are fighting against her in her head. 

 ❝  really?  ❞  she asks quietly,  a small smile offered,  though it’s still unsure,  her eyes squinting slightly.  ❝  you want  .  .  .   ME to come?  ❞

[desafia]

@undred sent: “  i’m sorry— i shouldn’t have kissed you i just…  ” / aspen 

            “  no—  ”  the word is quickly uttered with a shake of her head.  her hand lifts to touch aspen’s jaw,  thumb brushing against her skin.  however uncertain things might bet between them right now she never wants the other woman to feel guilt for her feelings.  she never wants her to regret opening herself up to her.  she has a beautiful heart and it should never have had to have been buried as deeply as it is.  she steps back closer to her,  earnestness in her gaze  “  don’t say sorry.  not for your heart.  ”  

[lingeringscars]

@undred said “Marry me, adrian“ / pairing: adrian & clem

he’s certain that he’s misheard her. the clementine kershaw could not have possibly uttered those words, especially not to him. yes, they were in a good place. a great place even. so great this would logically be the next step, and he wouldn’t have put it past him to propose in some spirit-induced haze, not that he would have meant it any less just the only form of lowered inhibition he has as of late. if he didn’t mishear her, he’s certain this is some spirit induced hallucination because there’s no way that clem would be asking him to marry her. he’s surprised she’s still living with him after the hell they went through for her to stop running. he’s had too much heartache for that to happen now. green eyes flit to hers, soaking up their features “damn. i know i’m good in bed, but i didn’t think i was that good. we haven’t even done anything yet and you’re asking for my hand in marriage.” joking as a way to offset the panic, could he have a more cliché coping mechanism. ah the alcohol and the clove cigarettes were just some of his vices he’s since removed from his lifestyle, but there were plenty other mechanisms he’s adapted over the years and that one stuck. 

meme: TAYLOR SWIFT / FEARLESS (TAYLOR’S VERSION) / status: accepting

[doomdays]

“i don’t know how you take care of all these people.”   @undred

he thinks it over for a moment,  smiling softly at the thought of all the people who have come to be his family.  he can’t take credit for it all,  even if he does wish to take care of everyone as best as he can.  it’s a group effort,  a community full of people who are willing to protect those around them,  no matter the cost.  ❝  well,  it’s not just me,  ❞   he points out,  letting out a soft chuckle.  ❝  it’s all of us.  everyone does their part.  that’s the beauty of a family. ❞   something he didn’t fully understand before the world changed  ---  he had his brother,  and he was his world,  but that was all he had until he met eric.  his parents didn’t show him the same kind of love he wishes for his daughter to have,  not just from him but from everyone around them.  ❝  we take care of each other.   i’ve learned that that’s the best way to live.  it doesn’t fall on one person  ---  not when we’ve learned to come together like we have.  if you’ve never experienced anything like that,  i hope you will,  mia.  ❞

[shinedied]

      ❝ you  don’t  need  no  one  else. ❞

&  ,  BEHATI  ;  @undred​.                   --              prompt.