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soldwrecked · 2 months
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soldwrecked · 2 months
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i have moved blogs. in an effort to keep my following small, i will not be posting the url. you are more than welcome to like this post or reach out for it, however. please note that it might take a few days for me to follow you.
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soldwrecked · 2 months
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soldwrecked · 2 months
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soldwrecked · 2 months
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soldwrecked · 2 months
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soldwrecked · 2 months
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soldwrecked · 2 months
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soldwrecked · 3 months
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@emptyheir said [ BLUNDERED ]  for receiver to walk in on sender in a state of undress thus seeing their scars for the first time  / for connor!
GYM CLASS IS ALWAYS THE WORST. CONNOR IS BY NO MEANS ATHLETIC. HE’S PROBABLY ONE OF THE LEAST athletic people in school. The athletics of it don’t bother him, though. He can skate by with a D if he moves around whenever the teacher’s watching him. No, the thing Connor truly hates about gym class is the changing. The locker room has little stalls, thank god, but only about half of them have curtains. He’d gotten one with a curtain today, which means he’d changed. (If he doesn’t get a curtained stall, he doesn’t change).
He’s in the middle of changing shirts when the curtain swings open. Connor freezes. He’s staring at Steve Harrington. And he’s shirtless. He’s sure Steve can see his arms—skinny and pale and dotted with different sized circles (lighters, candles, matches)—and he yanks them to his chest without a second thought. “Get out!” He waves a hand at Steve. “Get the fuck out! Now!” He’s shaking.
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soldwrecked · 3 months
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hehe birthday
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soldwrecked · 3 months
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DO YOU SEE THAT? FIRE IS CATCHING! AND IF WE BURN, YOU BURN WITH US!
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soldwrecked · 3 months
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@dovefalls said “ you think this is over? tell yourself another lie. ” // to jack
JACK KNOWS THIS ISN’T OVER. IT NEVER WILL BE OVER. HE’LL BE FIGHTING THE CAPITOL UNTIL HE DIES. Sometimes, he still wishes he’d died in the arena. Then he wouldn’t be here. He wouldn’t be their puppet. “Never said it was.” He glances over at Clemensia and then away. Of all the people he’s had to work with, he likes her best. She seems more sympathetic to his situation. “Gonna be doin’ this ‘til I die, most likely.”
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soldwrecked · 3 months
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HE DOESN’T SAY ANYTHING AS JOHANNA EXPLAINS WHAT’S GOING ON TO PALOMA. HE DOESN’T HAVE anything to say or add on to the explanation his daughter is getting. He watches her grab a book from her bag and settle into the chair next to the bed and then turns to Johanna. “Alright.” He doesn’t know where to sit. Paloma is in the only chair and he doesn’t know if he’s allowed to sit on the bed. So he just keeps lingering just inside the doorway. He does move to the side just in case any nurses need to come in, though.
He doesn’t know what Johanna needs to tell him. Probably things about Paloma. He hopes she’s not expecting him to have anything to say. He doesn’t know anything about Paloma, aside from the fact that she apparently likes reading. “Where do you want to start?”
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HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY. HE HASN’T SEEN PALOMA SINCE SHE WAS A BABY. WHAT DO YOU SAY TO a daughter you haven’t seen in five years? What do you say to a daughter you lost because the court ruled you weren’t fit to care for her? Not that he blames them. He wasn’t fit to take care of her then. He barely is now. But he has to. Johanna’s in the hospital. She can’t take care of their daughter. He wishes they could’ve found someone else. It would’ve saved them this awkwardness.
He waves at Paloma. “Hi.” He really doesn’t know what to say. How much has Johanna told her? “You’ve gotten so big, Birdie.” She has. He knows that five year olds are bigger than babies, but he wasn’t expecting her to look so grown up. She looks like Johanna. (That’s good. He doesn’t think he’d want her to look like him.)
He glances at Johanna. What the hell does he do now? Do they talk about what happened? Do they catch up like they typically do over the phone? Does she lay down the ground rules now that he’s back? He has no idea.
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soldwrecked · 3 months
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“ — They grew up on the outside of society. They weren’t looking for a fight. They were looking to belong. — ”
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soldwrecked · 3 months
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whence comes this melody constantly flowing? is it rejoicing or merely hallowing? are you discussing or fussing or simply dreaming? / as freed by darcy.
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