#❛ ( ᴘᴏsᴛᴄᴀʀᴅs sᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇsᴛ ) — * REPLIES

[packgenius]

         ‘   look,   i know we have more pressing matters on hand here,   but i need to find jackson.   ’   there’s nothing but pure urgency in her voice.   perhaps malia wasn’t the best one to go to for this,   but it felt wrong to go to scott or stiles.   ‘   something’s wrong.   i can feel it.   ’                         @frenchones   (   sc.   )

[packgenius-a]

          (   ✉   →   space boy   )   :   you don’t get to be a dick about it           (   ✉   →   space boy   )   :   not now, not ever           (   ✉   →   space boy   )   :   not that it’s any of your business, but... no it didn’t

          @fantasticnumber14   (   cont.   )

[spctlessminds]

          waking up in the middle of the day wasn’t exactly something that ronnie had planned.   hell,   now that her eyes were open wide enough,   she wasn’t even sure what time it was   .   .   .   or what day it was,   for that matter.     she had off today,   right?   maybe not.   maybe that’s why she’d woken up to the sound of fists rapidly banging at her front door,   causing her to groan as she made her way through the untidy apartment.   she spotted mark as she looked through the peep hole before slowly unlocking the door   &   opening it only wide enough for her to slip through.   ‘   damn,   mark.   what’s your deal?   it's way too early for that shit.   ’   the girl rubs her bloodshot eyes before her gaze meets his,   taking note that he’s obviously not in the best mood possible.                         @ofmanymiinds   (   sc.   )

[spctlessminds]

「  OPEN  」

          it had been a five day bender this time around.   four years of sobriety flushed down the drain because she simply gave into temptation.   showing up at the hospital,   sweaty   &   angry,   she didn’t care who saw her   --   or heard her for that matter.   all she knew was that she needed to get her hands on some drugs.   &   there was no place better place to score her pills.   of course she’d lose her job over this,   but she didn’t care.   there wasn’t a single care in the world because of her sudden tunnel vision   &   the fact that she was coming down   &   crashing hard.   ‘   give me the damn oxy!   NOW!   ’   she almost screams.   ‘   just do it!   for once,   do your job!   ’

[spctlessminds]

         the face only yards in front of her was one she knew too well.   the first face of the doctor she knew   ;   the one she grew to love,   before he was ripped away from her in a regeneration.   not to get her wrong,   she loved the next as well,   but seeing this one   --   the one who looked many years younger   --   was something she hadn’t expected.   in fact,   coming across each other on their separate journeys was very rare,   she had calculated it before,   just for the hell of it   .   .   .   that,   &   just to see if there was even a sliver of hope that she’d see him once again.   every part of her knows that he doesn’t remember her.   she’d spent multiple lifetimes with him,   but now those memories had vanished.   ‘   if i met her again,   i’d absolutely know,   ’   were some of the last words spoken to her,   directly to her,   causing her heart to break little by little.   &   all the while,   all she could think was that the words   ‘   clara,   my clara   ’   would never come out of his mouth again.   this was what was best for both of them,   that’s what she had to keep telling herself over   &   over again until the pain eased to a point where she could push it down   &   only think about it every once in awhile.

          clara shut her eyes as she took a deep breath,   working up the courage to walk over to him.   why did this have to feel so wrong?   why did every part of her wish that he’d remember her?   or at least be familiar with her presence.   she was his impossible girl,   after all.   it was hard to believe that there wasn’t a single part of him that remembered her.   even if it was so,   she thought that one more conversation   --   perhaps one last small adventure   --   wouldn’t hurt.   hands make their way to meet behind her back as she takes slow paces towards the tall,   unreasonably gangly man.   ‘   excuse me?   ’   she speaks only loud enough to get his attention.   a smile works its way onto her lips,   but there’s a certain sadness in her eyes that could easily be detected.   ‘   are you looking for something?   you seem a bit lost.   ’                         @ofmanymiinds

[spctlessminds]

          ‘   i guess dirty mistresses are the only ones who think that it was kinda selfish   &   not extremely selfish.   ’   meredith smirks before shrugging at the mention of callie.   ‘   i know this is going to sound like i’m taking her side,   but she had a reason.   i’m sure you could’ve gone with her.   ’                          @doctorofplastics   (   cont.   )

[spctlessminds]

          ‘   you act like they’re the spawns of satan.   ’   ronnie says dryly,   furrowing her brow at her older sister as the twins ran rampant around the living room.   maybe they were a little hyper,   but what did she expect?   they were four   &   definitely on a sugar rush from whatever mark had fed them earlier.   ‘   c’mon,   they didn’t do that much damage,   did they?   i’m sure we were worse as kids.   ’   truthfully,   she was trying to find any excuse not to talk about whatever amelia was prying to get out of her   .   .   .   well,   that   &   to get that particular look off of amy’s face.                         @nxuroaddict   (   sc.   )

[spctlessminds]

          ‘   he cornered me,   okay?   ’   amelia admits,   ashamed that she couldn’t keep her mouth shut.   she'd been on this earth for over thirty years   &   yet she sometimes didn't know how to lie to her older brother.   most of the time it was easy to do,   but this was not one of those days.   ‘   besides,   it’s derek.   what’s the worst thing he could do?   i doubt he’ll even mention it.   ’   her words are filled with false hope,   knowing that it was a definite lie.   derek would most likely end up going after him,   but it was better to think otherwise.   ━━━━   @doctorofplastics   (  cont.  )

[spctlessminds]

          ‘   i have never loved someone the way i love you   &   if you grow up to be king or clown or pauper,   i will say you are my favorite one in town.   ’                         @joneshead   (   sc.   /   ‘   i have never loved someone   ’   by   my brightest diamond   )

[spctlessminds]

          years ago ronnie had made the secret vow of being the non-judgemental aunt   --   the one who wouldn’t go running to her siblings to tell them whatever mischief their children were up to.   however,   right now,   the frown on her face painting a different story.   ‘   you know,   maybe it’s-- -   best to talk to you mom about this.   ’   she wasn’t about to run off   &   tell amelia about their conversation   --   she’d never do that   --   but right now,   she wasn’t sure if she was well suited for this situation.                         @femalesarestrxngashell   (   sc.   )

[spctlessminds]

          it was the middle of the night when gladys got the frantic call from her son.   as he explained the situation happening in riverdale,   knots formed in her stomach,   twisting   &   turning,   almost making her feel ill.   don’t get her wrong   --   she loved fp,   but hearing about the murder charges just seemed like something he’d get into.   it’s not that she thought he was guilty that angered the woman.   what made her blood boil was the fact that jughead was put into the foster system.   gladys may have not been around for the past year or so due to her estranged husband,   but her motherly instincts kicked in,   causing her to get out of bed   &   pack a bag.

          as she peered into jellybean’s room,   she saw her daughter fast asleep,   looking as peaceful as ever.   once again,   she’d fallen asleep to the sweet sounds of led zepplin,   causing the mother to smile.   there was a piece of her in her daughter,   that was for sure.   gladys crept into the room   &   lifted the needle from the still spinning record as quietly as possible,   trying not to ruin the vinyl that was once hers.   something about this situation felt so wrong.   why wake her up   &   go back to that dreadful town?   she pondered in momentarily before taking a deep breath,   inching closer to the bed,   eventually crouching down as she reached her hand out,   softly brushing the girls hair out of her face.   ‘   jb.   ’   her voice is faint as she tries to wake her up as delicately as possible.   as the girl opened her eyes,   a tender smirk rises on the woman’s lips.   ‘   we gotta go home,   babe.   it’s urgent.   ’   okay,   maybe that wasn’t the right way to wake her up,   but what else was there to say?   ‘   everything’s alright,   but we have to go.   can you get up   &   pack a bag?   you can sleep in the car.   ’    ━━━━    @lastjones

[packgenius-a]

          the initial shock hadn’t worn off since the second derek came back into town.   there was something now,   after all this time,   that still made the woman’s heart race.   to a werewolf,   that was easily detected,   but lydia hoped that he didn’t pay that much attention to her.   after he left beacon hills for good   --   after life   &   their relationship went sour   --   the banshee hadn’t planned on seeing him again.   one day,   maybe,   when she was ready   &   prepared to see him again.   for the most part,   she thought that their paths wouldn’t cross for a long,   long time.   but here,   in the now,   as she opens up the door to her hotel room,   the stunned expression on her face certainly didn’t go unnoticed.   ‘   what are you doing here?   ’   were the only words she could fathom at this point in the night.   everything had been so crazy that she honestly didn’t expect to get a single word in with him   &   up until this point,   she was fine with it.   she’d stay out of his way in hopes that he’d stay out of hers is what she thought would happen.   however,   as she kept a trained eye on him,   she knew that that would’ve never been the case.   it wishful thinking at most.   ━━━━   @ofmanymiinds   (   i know we settled on fluff,   but who the hell has time for that.   )

[spctlessminds]

send me a symbol for a random starter           🎶   --   favorite line of the last song i listened to

          ‘   well,   fuck!   what am i supposed to be,   impressed?   ’    ━━━━    @moodymothafucka   (   ♫   )