but you're a masterpiece.

Feezy Peezy Porter, at your service! I'm fifteen years and sort of new to this town. And in case you were wondering, I'm known to be a bit magical.

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GABRIEL KNOX AESTHETIC → 1/? (THE IPSBITCHES. Insert eyeroll here. Erica and Fee.)

[10/16/2013 11:03:48 PM] flower child: GABE OKAY so we had a plan [10/16/2013 11:05:06 PM] gabe.: gonna stop you right there, keep it to yourself. [10/16/2013 11:05:52 PM] unapologetic reyes: name one bad plan we’ve ever had wtf [10/16/2013 11:05:59 PM] gabe. is typing… [10/16/2013 11:08:36 PM] flower child: …………………………… [10/16/2013 11:09:14 PM] gabe. is typing… [10/16/2013 11:11:25 PM] unapologetic reyes: …ok now you’re just being an asshole [10/16/2013 11:12:00 PM] gabe.: the list isn’t even halfway done, and i know :) 

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Text → Rey

Erica: Okay. Ask her if she's willing to speak to me after I was an asshole.

Erica: I've wanted to be her when I grow up since I was three.

Erica: I'm getting screwed out of every Ivy League school. The bitterness is real.

Erica: Because life or because magic?

Fiona: Will do.

Fiona: I think everyone wants to grow up to be her. She is undoubtedly the coolest woman in the whole world.

Fiona: Ditto.

Fiona: Life. Definitely life.

[theporterwitch-blog]

Text → Rey

Erica: No it wasn't. You're just as important in this. You're in way more danger.

Erica: They can't, and if they had any idea about what could happen to either of us? They'd get involved. Or poke around trying to help. And that /cannot/ happen. I don't want to even think about how bad it would be.

Erica: No, that's why i'm safe for now. They're at a stalemate. They can't attack me, because Gran would take a large chunk of them down with her in retaliation. They can't leave themselves that exposed. So... stalemate. I'm safe as long as she's there.

Erica: And as long as I don't set foot in the East Coast.

Fiona: I'm going to talk to Ally. I qon'r tell her about everything, definitely not about us, but about Gabe. Why he's not a danger and all that. As much as I can, anyway.

Fiona: And Gran's eternal and always on your side. Oh, thank goodness.

Fiona: So much for going to college in NY, right?

Fiona: My head hurts.

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Text → Rey

Erica: Yeah... maybe it's just frustration. I don't even know... I'm mad at the situation. I'm mad that I didn't keep my mouth shut. I'm mad that I have to keep my mouth shut. I'm mad that I can't talk about this with them because it puts them in danger.

Erica: I do too. And we can't do anything unless we want them to bring the full wrath of hell down on all of us.

Fiona: Even if we could take them, we couldn't do anything, Rey. They can't find me.

[ a few minutes later ]

Fiona: That was selfish. I'm sorry.

Fiona: This pack can't handle the coven. We're outnumbered, and outmatched. They have generations and decades of experience on us. Even if we tried to fight for Gabe, and God knows I want to, we'd be wiped out.

Fiona: Gran is protecting you, right? She won't let the coven touch you. She would never.

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Text → Rey

Erica: I know. I know that. They'd kill him before he even got the chance... God, I really hate them.

Erica: I'm meeting up with Gabe. Try and explain what happened. Apologize for making him sound like a psycho killer.

Erica: ....I really don't like being mad at her.

Fiona: I do, too. So much.

Fiona: I'm not mad at her. I'm really not. But I hate THEM, and I hate this, and

Fiona: The fact that they wouldn't hesitate to make him hurt this pack if they felt like it.

Fiona: I just hate all of this.

Fiona: I hate them.

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Text → Rey

Erica: I really, really, really wish he would leave them. I hate that he's around them.

Erica: I really, really fucking hate them. I hate this. I hate everything.

Erica: I have no idea what the fuck I need, just god DAMMIT.

Erica: I think I'm going to go run until I puke or cry or both.

Fiona: It's not that easy. I had to run away to get out of that. And Gabe's more loyal than I was. They wouldn't let him just leave.

Fiona: Don't do either of those things. I'm going to bake. When you get done running, come help me.

[theporterwitch-blog]

Text → Allison

Allison: Why would we do that? We have no reason to start anything with them.

Allison: Okay. Wow.

[ an hour later ]

Fiona: I'm sorry. Ally, I'm not mad, I promise.

Fiona: When you're ready, I want to meet up with you. There's something I want to talk to you about.

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Text → Rey

Erica: I hate today.

Erica: We were talking and I accidentally mentioned that the Ipswich coven is less than thrilled with my general existence at the moment, which led to Gabe being a part of the coven, and it blew up to this.

Fiona: The coven hates everyone!!! And it's not like they treat Gabe like a prince, either.

Fiona: Ugh. Fuck. I need a nap. Or food. Preferably both.

[theporterwitch-blog]

Text → Allison

Allison: Erica said there's a potential that he is, under certain circumstances. Any idea what those circumstances might be?

Fiona: Yes, if WE PROVOKE HIS COVEN. The coven doesn't care about this pack and neither does Gabe. Do you really think we'd let him come around so much if he was a danger to you?

Fiona: I trust Erica and Gabe more than I trust anyone in the world, including my own parents. Gabe wouldn't hurt Erica, and he won't hurt you. The only reason he would is if someone gave him a reason to.

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Text → Rey

Erica: Please explain to Allison that Gabe isn't going to kill any of us, because she won't listen to me.

Fiona: What the fuck is [ unsent ]

Fiona: I don't want to yell. I'm not very cute when I yell, but what the fuck kind of conversation are you even having.

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Text → Allison

Allison: Hey guys, I'm talking to Erica, and it sounds like Gabe might potentially be dangerous to us. Be careful, okay?

Fiona: What the hell? Gabe isn't a danger to any of us!

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You’d be surprised. I just follow orders. People tell me what they want to tell me.

Trust me, if I knew the bare minimum about Beacon Hills, I wouldn’t have been blindsided by you and Erica being here.

[theporterwitch-blog]

[With a resigned sigh, Fiona nods and falls back onto the mattress. She closes her eyes for a moment, then opens them, and turns her body to face him.] 

I really hate the coven. For how they treated you and for what they would do to Rey if she ever came back now. I hate them.

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Text → Rey

Erica: Tell me you aren't talking to him about this.

Erica: Bring mint chocolate chip and I'll queue up the John Hughes fest.

Fiona: Definitely not.

Fiona: Not anymore, anyway [ unsent ]

Fiona: Will do, babe.

[gabrielknox-deactivated20161105]

…Exactly how much older than you do you think I am?

We were kids, Fiona. I hardly knew anything back then other than what Agatha and the coven elders decided I should know. Why?

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You dumb dumb. That’s why I asked if they’d ever mentioned it. I know how old you are. But they never talk to me about anything, and... I don’t know. I thought they might’ve trusted you more.

Last night, I saw someone. He says we lived together before my parents took me away. I was just wondering if you knew anything, that’s all.

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[Gabe fights the urge not to roll his eyes at the rundown of Erica’s miraculous werewolf life, but can’t say anything because…it’s true. She’s better, in control of her own body, and he’s always known how much that choice meant to her. Damnit, this would have been so much easier if Sandy and Duncan were his only connections in this town. He follows up on Fiona’s question without too much of a delay.] Yeah. It’s gonna suck. I haven’t thought about it much.

Good, because as your brother, talking about your ex-girlfriend who happens to be our mutual best friend is something I don’t even want to deal with in the trials of hell. [It’s said with the same droll, nonchalant sincerity as everything else, the kind that toes the line between sarcastic honestly and a deadpan joke. Gabe falls back onto the mattress.] Then what’s the deal? You’re not bugging me, just forcing me into premature existential crises.

[theporterwitch-blog]

Have my parents ever talked to you about... I don’t know, my life before the coven?

Before we met?

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Text → Rey

Erica: I hate you

Erica: So do I, and that's the fucking problem.

Erica: I don't understand! What? Like... UGHHHHHHH

Erica: Make my brain stop hurting please.

Fiona: I think it's my fault? [ unsent ]

Fiona: I need to talk to him about something, but in about twenty minutes, I can pop over for a sleepover? We can make forts and make fun of cheesy movies?

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Hey. [He casually sends her hair flying with a sudden breeze. The smirk fails him this once, but it’s enough to tell her to ease up.]

—Don’t. Seriously. Don’t. That whole thing was just… [Gabe sighs for lack of an explanation, and shrugs.] You two were happy. That’s all I ever wanted. [He needs her to stop with the apologies before they get into deeper apologies and his composure breaks.] Either way she would’ve left. Either way she’d have let Hale bite her. Either way we’d still be right here.

[theporterwitch-blog]

[She nods, understanding. She can’t keep apologizing for it, but she thinks she has to. Because he deserved to be just as happy as they were, and he wasn’t, and it was her fault for stepping in, and god, how did they end up in such a stupid triangle, anyway?]

Yeah, probably. But... she’s happier now. She’s not seizing anymore, and she has a pack, and the three of us are finally together again! It’s going to really suck when you leave, you know that? [She doesn’t want to think about that. She hates the thought of losing him again. She’s suddenly really terrified of that possibility. She lets it go.] This isn’t what I wanted to talk to you about, by the way. It’s important to talk about, obviously, but it’s not why I’m bugging you.