I want to be someone else; or i'll explode.

camden sawyer twentynine | omega

[dancingluckyducky17]

[allabout-thatrandom]

[daniellecamp]

[forevertry79]

[wolfitscamden-blog]

sebscarlson:

“Oh really?” Sebastian asked with more of a quirky grin on his face now. He could stand like there all day, one moment ago he felt like everything could have fallen apart because of his jealousy and over reactions, but there he stood, admiring the sight of his boyfriend. The simple fact that he could think of that word when describing Camden made the kiss that much more enjoyable. That and the fact that he could compliment him whenever and get to see the flush already covering his cheeks. “Ridiculously hot? I like the sound of that.” he returned the kiss with just as much passion as he had just a moment before. “Honestly, you could use some new shirts. I know you only walk around with t-shirts with holes in them after all.” a little nudge to their run in at his clinic. He led both of his hands slide down once more, to get a good grip of Cams ass. “I do like the sound of sleep overs though.” He pressed his lips to his cheeks, just where the pinkness of his blush were the brightest. “If everything goes well, I’ll have my own place within the next couple of weeks. You know you’ll always be welcome.” his voice was almost a whisper next to Camden’s ear. “Do you want to go out? I’ve been cooped up in this whole all day, feeling sorry for myself. I think I’d like to get some ice cream or something.”

“Really” brushing his thumb across his lips as he met his gaze, “You know you’re hot, I don’t think you need me to tell you. But I will, all the time if need be” he couldn’t help but roll his eyes at his comment, “Excuse me, that was one time, and it was because I had had an accident” he nudges him back, before pressing another kiss to his jawline, “Or I just don’t need any shirts. Would you rather I just not wear any at all” he leaned into him, as he squeezed at his ass, giving him a look, “You do that and then you ask me to go out, rude” he shakes his head again, before sighing dramatically, “ I guess I could go for some ice cream. I wouldn’t want you to be even more cooped up in here, that wouldn’t make me a really good boyfriend, now would it?” it was so weird saying that, not that he din’t like, hell he liked it a lot. But saying it out loud, felt a little more real.  Like what just transpired between them, had actually just happened. “And you’ll be welcome wherever I am too” he wasn’t sure what was going on with the living situations, but he knew Henrik was taking care of it, “Either way, the other side of my bed will only be open for you” he leaned back up into him, pressing another kiss to his lips, as he slid his hand into hi, to squeeze it, “Lets go get you some ice cream” he says now, pulling away and tugging him towards the door. 

[fyeahdanielsharman]

[utopialocks]

[wolfitscamden-blog]

cliquetastic:

Henrik had expected the male to open up with what was bothering him regarding his brother in this conversation especially with how he’d been continually baiting the subject the entire time.  What had been said hadn’t even been too much of a shocker for the male even.  He’d expected it to bee relatively dark and heinous as well, but the one thing he didn’t like hearing was that Cam made the situation feel like their deaths weren’t something he was allowed to feel and mourn.  “You killed your parents, by accident, and yet he’s the only one allowed to feel bad or remorseful about it to the point of ostracizing you?  I don’t like that one bit.”  He said as he simply kept his hold around Cam’s body.  “The only way I’d be weary is if you said you did it out of fun desire to kill them and they didn’t deserve it, but you live in the wolf world, Camden.  Children kill parents for the power of being an alpha all the time, and that’s intentional.  At least yours was an accident.”  

“I wouldn’t no, it was an accident” he exhaled slowly, a little relived that it was out now.  Out and open Henrik to know.  His body relaxing a little bit against him, letting his head lay against his chest.  Dex always brought the old memories back, the old wounds.  The things he always buried deep down, and wanted to leave there.  Even if Henrik might be right about that, his brother still had a right to feel what he did towards him.  "I was only fifteen, I couldn't take care of him, so I dropped him off with our aunt, or only living relative, and just left him there. I couldn't deal with it --" he still couldn't deal with it, or Dexter for that matter. But he'd hope with age, and years gone by things would of changed. But they hadn't, it had stayed exactly the same. "I can't force him to forgive or let it go, what else am I suppose to do? I just let him deal with it the best he can" not like Dex would listen to him any other way. He looks up at Henrik, "Here's hoping you can reach him?" maybe he could get to him, or talk at least. Though he doubted it would do any good. Camden patted Henrik's chest gently, "Thank you" he muses out quietly, "For putting up with this.." through his whole moment of relapse weakness, that came when Dexter came back into town. 

[wolfitscamden-blog]

sebscarlson:

That one word was the only thing he’d hoped came out of his mouth and it did. He said yes, and while this was far from a proposal, it was still great. Maybe even amazing. He felt amazing at least  “Yes.” he repeated, but quietly and his win only widening to an almost impossible extend. His hand slowly crept around Camden’s waist, just to close the remaining space between them. “You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear that.” he said rejoicing in the kiss he received on his forehead, but quickly readjusted so that he’d give him an actual kiss on the lips. He took his time, even if he just wanted to deepen the kiss immediately with all of the emotions he was feeling, he simply let his lips in against his for a good few seconds before pulling back again. He just looked at him for a little. Taking in every edge and shape he could find. It had been a while since he had been as infatuated with anyone the way he’d been with Camden, almost from the first day they started talking. He couldn’t keep his eyes off him, which had probably been a contributing factor to why he had gotten so upset in the first place. “Together.” he then finally said. “We’re going to do this together you and I.” they weren’t mates. Probably wouldn’t be for a long time, but he knew there was something. “God, Cam. I’ve never told you this, but you’re so beautiful.”

“I think I can imagine how you feel right now" his tone low, as he smiles back at him.  They where exclusive? Had Sebastian just done that?  Was this real?  They had been nothing but friends to each other in the beginning, maybe friends with benefits, but along the way something had gone deeper for them. Or at least for Camden. Even if he had never felt this way about someone before, he knew something was different about him. There always had been.  He leans into the kiss, pressing his body into the other, enjoying not only the warmth his touch brought, but the comforting feeling it sent through him.  Seb had always had that affect on him, even if it was by the simplest of touches.  His hand, or the brush of his arms.  He sighs out quietly, nuzzling into his neck, "Together" he repeated, before meeting his gaze.  He couldn't help as his cheeks flushed against his compliment, shaking his head, "You're ridiculous" he muses out quietly, his hand coming up to brush against his cheek, "Ridiculously hot" he corrected, a smirk moving across his lips, before tugging Seb forward, and placing a kiss of his own upon his lips. One of his arms slid around his waist, as he leaned into him again. “So I’m stuck with forever huh?” he’s teasing now, his hand sliding down his neck, as he presses a kiss along his jawline, “Does this mean we get to have those cute sleep overs, and share shirts?”

[bwboysgallery-deactivated202007]

[theliteraryjournals]

I know. I was there. I saw the great void in your soul, and you saw mine.

Sebastian Faulks, Birdsong (via wordsnquotes)

[christopherwooddaily]

[wolfitscamden-blog]

cliquetastic:

“Good.  You two definitely need to talk about what happened.  Let me know if when it happens you need anything, and keep in mind I’m going to offer the same thing to Sebastian when I next see him.”  He said as his arms securely hugged Camden against his chest.  His instincts were telling him that this omega needed his attention and affection right now, and being the caring alpha he was, Henrik wasn’t about to turn it away.  That became the most apparent to him when Cam’s tone shifted back to the origins of the conversation.  He didn’t want to push too much on the subject because Camden had said he wasn’t ready to talk about it, which meant it was the ring-around-the-rosy game for him and his words.  “Listen, Cam.  No matter what happened between your family and you, I won’t kick you out of my pack over it.  I can already tell that you’d never do something terrible enough to warrant that, and if by some miracle you did, then it was most likely an accident and not something you did out of malicious intent.  Sebastian will realize that too, so you need to give him a chance to learn about you more.  I think he wants to know more.”

Henrik was right, they needed to talk. But when was he ever wrong?  He was always right.  The two of them would need to sit down and talk this out. This wasn’t something they would be able to avoid anymore.   His body tensed at Henrik's next words, though he wanted to relax, he had been so relaxed a moment ago.  But with Dexter in town, it just opened so many old wounds.  Things he didn't want to remember, but of course things he couldn't forget, "He hates me you know, Dexter, because I got our parents killed" the words finally fall from his lips, as he looks at Henrik.  He had said that whatever he had done could possibly be an accident, but, what if it wasn't. "Their both dead because of me, and Dex doesn't have parents, and he doesn't have a family because of me.  That is why he doesn't like me, why he doesn't live with me" he's breathing a little hard, his grip on Henrik’s arm a little tight, thought he hadn't noticed how tight he had been holding onto him till now. "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to"

[wolfitscamden-blog]

pxintxfview:

@wolfitscamden

“Dude.“ a bottle of hard liquoir in hand, Aiden swung the door open as soon as he reached Camden’s room. He closed the door behind him and waltzed in, looking for the other boy. “There you are.“ he laid his eyes on him and a smile instantly appeared on his face. A faint one, that was wiped off soon after his mind placed the image of that short video from his phone to his thought. A cold shiver ran down his spine. “Glasses?“ he raised the bottle a little higer, showing it to Cam before smirking. “I hope you have some ice as well.“

Camden was laying across his bed, when he heard the footsteps in the hallway.  He scooted off his bed at the moment Aiden walked into the hotel room. "I think so" he moved towards the small kitchen in his room, opening a few things before finding so small cups, "Here we go" he moves towards Aiden, "You are asking for a lot. I don't just store those kinds of things in here. I literally just got myself settled into this room" He placed the two cups down, before moving towards the small fridge against the wall. He opened it, before pulling a tray of ice out, "Alright you got lucky" he says now, placing it on the table with the glasses, "So what did you bring me?” he looks at the bottle over, offering his friend a smirk. 

[prettymysticfalls]

[dsharmansource]

[wolfitscamden-blog]

sebscarlson:

To say it didn’t hurt to be called out like that would be a gross understatement, but at the same time, he couldn’t let himself wallow in pity. The main thing about even meeting Camden like this was to apologize for his hypocrisy and mistakes. He couldn’t just stand up and defend himself like what he had done was okay. It wasn’t. He’d made Camden feel bad and for that, he felt bad. It was an evil spiral that he couldn’t let continue. He wasn’t good with his words, but he’d do what he could. Camden pulled his hand away and once again rejected his intimacy. He was this upset about Henrik? He was this upset about the same thing Sebastian had been? Could he be feeling the same as him? God, this wasn’t easy. “Don’t… Don’t do that. Don’t apologize.” he said, shaking his head just a few times while talking. it felt horrible. “I shouldn’t have called you out like that if I did the exact same thing, it wasn’t fair. I was horrible.” he explained, but instead of being beat up about it he flashed a short smile. “It’s.. that doesn’t matter anymore. It matters that we’re here and we’re talking about this.” he managed to say before Camden was within his arms again. It was a complete turn-around, but he didn’t mind one bit. In fact, it made him actually make his mind up as he felt Camden’s lips on his once more. “Alright. I know what I want.” he then stated while letting one of his hands go up and into Camden’s hair. “I want you. and no one else, so.. Do you want to.. I don’t know, Do you think maybe..” fuck, he was rambling again and at the worst time. He took a deep breath and looked directly into the Omega’s eyes with a determined look. “Do you want to see where this might go? Do you think we could make this work as an uh.. a couple? Exclusive? I know I’d like to try.”

The stubborn part of himself wanted to argue back. That he was at fault just as much as he had been.  He shouldn't of talked to Sebastian that way, he had no right.  He had let his anger get the best of him, and he hadn't wanted to do that, not in front of him.  Not in front of the guy he trusted and cared about the most. The guilt dissipated though when he caught the beta's smile, offering his own in return, "I know" quietly answering.  He had come here so they could talk, and be as it may, it was hard.  Because they seemed to share the incapable way of not being able to put their emotions into words.  Though Cam was kind of thankful for that, because it meant the other understood it more than anyone. His hand drifted down his cheek, before he shook his head wanting to clarify something before he addressed what he had just laid out for him, "You're not horrible, far from it" he muses out, before stepping possibly closer to.  He felt the nervousness, it wasn't hard to miss.  It literally radiated onto him, but Cam felt the same way.  He had never heard those words before, nor had he ever been placed in this situation before.  He had never felt the way he did for Sebastian for anyone else in his life.  "Yes" the word finally falls from his lips, as he smiles again, "I do, I want you, I mean, god Sebastian, I think I've been falling in love with you this entire time. And, how do you just tell someone that without sounding like a complete idiot" though as he said the last bit, he couldn't help the small laugh. Made sense, he was his idiot after all. His hand in his hair, was so soothing.  In such a different kind of way, he leaned into him then before holding the side of his face to kiss his forehead, "Lets try this, together"