░ ┊ @shedetect 。• ◞
“𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒’𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔,” she retorts just as snappily, though maybe the truth had no part in her statement at all. she doesn’t take it back, though, just returning to her work until the lock clicks and the door swings open at her touch. standing up, she doesn’t look at him while she puts away the lockpick case in its pocket on her bag. “this is called hedging my bets,” she continues finally, “because i see this two ways. if you were going to break in here anyway, there’s a slim chance you’d have accepted the guest room at my house. on the other hand, you’re more likely to be caught without my help at all, so i’m doing what i can.” finally, her eyes raise to his face. “am i wrong?”
it doesn’t slip unnoticed with the creak of the door seconds later that the girl has skills. for why , he’s not sure , and what he thinks something that won’t concern him ... now potentially concerns him. not enough to work out a lot of worries he’ll address as soon as the locked grief in the back of his head finally stops banging against his mental barriers every time he gets closer to reliving a night on the beach. and this isn’t the time for that , or maybe not ever.
‟ SO MUCH. ❜ quiet voice refuses to fade in lieu with chest constricting ‘pon knowledge that she deduced from somewhere , something that neil could’ve basically handed her over. his mind races on memories and circumstances when he could’ve made mistakes , but nothing comes up; for with every shot of pain remembered along strict words echoed by his mother’s harsh lessons , how can he ? then again , that’s a wrong argument. neil immediately made his first mistake when he broke his mother’s absolute rule right after ... california.
hands tighten ‘round the strap of his duffel bag , gauging the level of threat that this girl poses —— like all before her does. a flare of irritation has been reluctantly tampered when he responds as curtly as he can , ‟ I don’t care about whatever gamble you got , but I’m fine. Leave me alone. ❜
it’s annoying how one room where he feels as concrete as who he is right now has been compromised , all because neil figures that this one is just too nosy. he gives her a HARD STARE , mouth pursed and held back before he regrets anything; and quickly turns around to walk away. maybe he can break in the laboratory then leave immediately around dawn. ‟ Mind your own business of not picking on my business. ❜
𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ?
LUNGS
Breathe in. The ability to breathe is almost completely reflexive, and like most things, it comes to you naturally, with little effort or meaning. Many of the diseases that affect the lungs are hereditary, is there some unknown family trauma there? Something someone wasn’t telling you? If we only inhale, we die. If we only exhale, we die. We need both.
You have mastered that tactful dance, at least, until something unexpected comes knocking. Something that steals your breath away, that pries your oh so precious air from your lungs and leaves you cold, winded and alone. A collapsed lung cannot kill you, but it aches more than broken bone, it’s sticky and bloody and cloying.
You can recover though. You always have.
Breathe out.
stolen from : @shelcved tagging : @scarfwere , @im-possiblelimits, @hcathens, @traumawon, @shedetect, and others interested.
— the only one i’m interested in is you.
░ ┊ @scarfwere 。• ◞
“ what didn’t happen exactly? ” Yes. He had to s p e c i f y.
he sighs. remembering how to talk with people is very hard. ‟ Knowing me. It never turns out well —— especially if assholes are all over you now just because I talked shit right back at ‘em. ❜
‟ Not if you check my ID. ❜ it’s different when he’s done it a million times with his mother behind his back , checking potential rats following them. it certainly feels different now without her , but only her connections that assured his documents are of high quality forgery. neil has no choice but to trust them. ‟ I’m already of legal age. Eighteen. I just need to pass through. ❜
❛ you’re just baby ... ❜ - mia dearden ⇢ SHIT SAID TO A BABY BROTHER. &&. STILL ACC. / @jcyfulmess
caps til 10 ! one liners varying and depending on & for your muse. please note that it might be placed in on the run or tfc timeline.
tag dump.
*taps mic* how does my entire ass taste like? / dash comm. i said please‚ i tried to be nice. / wall comm.i have a bit of an attitude problem. / musings. at the equally weak flutter in his chest. / audio. love you‚ hate you‚ don’t care. just make them look at you. / video. i should wear less gray? maybe you should breathe less air. / wardrobe. like his world stopped and started with neil’s mouth. / nsfw aes. this is the moment you stop being a rabbit. / headcanon. mouth full of white lies. / reply. against everything neil knew‚ but he’d queued this path. you know‚ i get it… / crack.
░ ┊ @scarfwere 。• ◞
“ nothing turns out well for me. “ It wasn’t a brag. Hardly something to be proud of. But it was nonetheless true. “ You can just say you don’t want to be seen around me. I’m a big boy. I can handle it if you don’t like me. “
‟ It’s not about being seen around you. ❜ took it a lot not to physically wince from the implication of something that nathaniel stefan might’ve been doing wrong. usually, the twist within his stomach tells that. ‟ It’s about you being seen around me. Just because I have a target on my back doesn’t mean you have to share it, Isaac. ❜
perth is experiencing a once in a decade storm this sunday til tomorrow so i just slept since i still have upset stomach. anyway, time to write stuff here.