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ksbbb · 11 months

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From Now Until Eternity (Thiam)

“Fear haunts you and pain hates.”

The rain soaks through his hoodie, the material clinging to his skin, reminding him that this day is always dark and dreary. It’s never a day that brings any resemblance of calm or anything remotely close to sunshine. This day is always in the back of his mind, always waiting to creep up on him again and further remind him of the past, the horror of what he’s done, and the reality of how dark today really is.

“I’ll find you”

It makes sense it would be raining today. That the day would be storming and it would go along with how Theo is feeling and his own emotional turmoil that has taken hold of him little by little. A disturbance in his otherwise mundane life that he has now. It clings to him, never getting close enough to fully break him, but just enough to get into his head and stew at the back of his mind.

It haunts him, reminding him that he’s the problem, he’s the one that caused this and if anyone ever pays close enough attention to him and asks why he’s alone on certain days of the year, he will adamantly inform them that they’re mistaken. That can’t be Theo because Theo doesn’t feel, doesn’t hurt. Not like other people. He’d much rather lay in his own self pity today than have anyone around to sour his mood even more than it already is.

Theo shivers as another gust of wind hits his skin, forcing the hoodie to cling even tighter around him, fully soaked through with rain. He looks out across the bridge, at the raindrops pelting the water below, and it’s almost peaceful. If only it wasn’t ruined by a prior memory and haunted by thoughts of what once was. It has him wanting to laugh, wanting to cry at the realization of who he is, and who he was that is all tied up into his childhood.

He gets up painfully, his body still sore from sitting for so long in one position and the cold still making his teeth chatter. Theo almost has a fleeting thought of what it must have been like to freeze, but he quickly swallows. The pain is forced back down beneath the surface. He tucks it away for another time and another place. Tucks it away for some other version of him that can handle the monster he turned out to be.

There’s always a sense of dread in not knowing if things could be different, or if anything could be changed. He wonders if where he is right now would cease to exist? If different choices were made and if Theo had grown up more normal than he did, maybe he wouldn’t still be here. Maybe that’s the real problem. The uncertainty. The curiosity of wanting to explore a different path, a different way, something that he can quantify and try to at least come to terms with. Only he can’t.

I’ll find you

Theo makes the long walk back to his truck, still shivering as the wind continues to hit his body and the rain soaks him to the bone. He manages to stop his teeth from chattering but his body still aches from the rain. He can’t complain. It’s the least he deserves for all of this.

He reaches the truck and slides in, as his phone lights up, flashing Liam’s name across the screen. Theo adjusts the heat and lets it fill the truck fully before answering the phone. Liam will call back. He never lets him get away with not answering for long and he smiles at the thought of Liam calling again. It helps to lessen the pain in his chest from the cold, lessen the scattered memories replaying in his head, and the shivering that’s taken hold of him again.

The heat warms him, but only to a point, only enough to stop the ache in his throat just as his phone starts to vibrate again.

“Hello.” Theo answers, his voice sounding rough even to his own ears. He’s tired and hasn’t slept in a few days. Mix that with the cold and the terrible day that he’s having, he can’t bring himself to sound any better.

“Theo!! Everyone is sick or away, and Mason is with Corey checking out UCLA. Even though they already got in. I'm here by myself. “ Liam sighs dramatically and Theo sighs too.

“Okay. Thanks for the information.” He grunts. Theo takes his hoodie off, letting the wet clothing hit the floor and Theo pauses as Liam is silent on the other end of the line. Probably stewing at his comment, always wanting to get the last word in and argue with him.

“I’m saying it’s a cold night.” Liam tells Theo. Another shiver makes his way down his spine, and he nods in agreement.

“Can you come over?” Liam asks, growing quiet on the other end of the line. There is a silence that settles between them. He’s never asked for Theo to come over because he’s never had to. Theo winds up at the Geyer household on most days and the days that he doesn’t make it over there, he is up listening to Liam over the phone.

“Why?” Theo turns the heat up higher, plugging his phone into the charger and starting the truck.

“I haven’t heard from you all day. I was worried.” Liam explains.

“Oh.” Theo whispers, almost not believing what he’s hearing. Someone is worried. Worried about him. His heart almost starts to beat faster at the thought. The thought of knowing Liam’s wondering about him, thinking about him when he’s not around, and something shatters. Soft and slow at first, but it shatters all the same.

“I..sorry.” He says hoarsely, closing his eyes at how he says the word sorry. At the hesitation in his voice from the unfamiliar word that feels strange coming from him, but this is Liam. He’s not anyone and he’s not someone he can ignore. Theo is sorry.

“It’s okay…just hurry up. I waited to eat this pizza because I figured you would come over while everyone is out of town. So, don’t make me eat this alone.” Liam says gently, almost teasing as Theo swallows down the lump in his throat, the aching that has engulfed him. Engulfed his mind and body.

Liam waited for him? He’s almost confused, partially touched, along with something else that he can’t put his finger on, but he speeds a little quicker down the highway. He doesn’t want to keep Liam waiting any longer. Theo is also starving. He lost focus on eating since he had to get here in time before it rained, but that didn’t work out too well. Instead he ended up sitting in the rain anyway.

“Okay. I’ll be there soon.” Theo agrees and hangs up before he can change his mind. Before he can try to rationalize why he can’t be around anyone today, and why he has no energy to deal with anything or anyone. Except Liam.

Hold on and I’ll find you.

“Stay on the line with me?” Liam offers and Theo’s brain nearly short circuits at the softness in Liam’s tone, in the way he can hear him say his name, almost having him yearning to see his face.

“Sure, I’ll keep you safe.” Theo chuckles, still shivering but it’s not as distracting now. Liam laughs, helping the drive pass quickly even with the short distance that it already is. Theo doesn’t mind driving. Not when he is going somewhere he likes to be, which isn’t a lot of places, but recently all the places he likes being at happen to have Liam at them too. He won’t unpack what that all means.

Somehow he finds his way to Liam’s house, even with his chatter about how he’s insulted that he can’t make cookies for Theo before he gets there, because everyone thinks he’s going to set the house on fire. Theo can only nod because all he hears is that Liam wants to make him cookies. Has anyone ever made him cookies? He’s pretty sure they haven’t.

Finally, finally he makes it to the Geyer house. The pain in his chest, all the pressure, finally subsides and the ache lessens somehow. He can breathe again. The soaked clothes he’s wearing, the tears that had stained his cheeks before, are on hold. Theo can move again, or he can at least be distracted for a while.

Theo walks up to the front porch and places his hand on the door handle, just as it opens.

“Hey….what…Theo.” Liam’s eyes widen, his eyes shining bright, but his face falls into a frown when he takes in the sight of the soaking wet chimera. Theo should have changed. Now he has to find a way to explain himself, but Liam doesn’t say another word. He ushers him in the house and into his living room.

Liam opens a small closet and takes out more blankets than Theo has seen in a while. Liam frantically throws them towards Theo, still frowning. Theo stands up but can barely get a word in while Liam runs up the stairs and slams drawers. The sound of him slamming things echo throughout the house. Theo waits for Liam to come back, staring at the pizza on the table and Marvel movies strewn throughout the table.

Liam comes barreling back down the stairs and stops in front of Theo, barely taking a breath.

“Okay, I don’t know if this will work, but if it is a little short that’s okay. At least it’s warm.” Liam pants out, handing him some dry clothes. Theo doesn’t say a word, but takes the clothes and finds the nearest bathroom. He’s found it’s best to pick his battles with Liam. They fight and argue about a lot of things, but when Liam has his mind set on something it’s hard to dissuade him.

Theo quickly changes and heads out of the bathroom and sees Liam sprawled on the couch, with a slice of pizza in his hand and even more blankets beside him. He wonders how many blankets this house must have and shakes his head at Liam.

“I think this is enough little Alpha.” Theo sits beside Liam, placing the blanket over him and grabbing another blanket before Theo can stop him. Liam drapes a blanket over Theo’s shoulders, tightly wrapping it around him and his frown finally subsides.

“Today is cold.” Liam hums, leaning back on Theo’s shoulder. The touch reaches its way down Theo’s spine, warming him to his core.

“I’ll keep you safe too.” Liam smiles, his soft blue eyes radiating warmth, tenderness, and something he has never been familiar with. Not until Liam.

“Yeah? From what?” Theo smirks at him, still trying to maintain his normal demeanor even in the midst of being this close to another person. His shoulders almost shake from the contact, making it too much and not enough at all. He wants to bolt, wants to stay, and both feelings pulling at him cause him to pull away.

Liam leans back, a little farther away now, but still remains sitting next to him. Theo takes a slice of pizza, taking a bite and trying to get rid of his hunger. Liam remains quiet, taking a slice for himself and holding up different movies for Theo to see. Theo doesn’t care too much about what they watch, but he does pick Spiderman. Something he doesn’t mind and when Liam’s eyes light up, he knows that he has chosen correctly.

Theo settles back on the couch again, gently brushing his shoulder against Liam’s, testing it out. Liam smiles, leaning back and watching the movie. Time seems to fade away as Theo gets lost in the movie, the warmth of the blankets, and Liam firmly leaning against him. The contact is settling the ache in his chest. Until it is no longer there.

“Theo?” Liam whispers, barely audible but it’s there. He turns and looks at Liam, his face clouded with worry and it pains Theo to see Liam’s face filled with such anguish. He raises his eyebrows at him in question, wanting to settle Liam’s doubt, and trying to understand what he is feeling.

“You know I could have come with you right?” Liam tenses up beside him.

“What? Where?” Theo rolls his eyes, smiling back at Liam to ease his worry.

“I know what day it is. I remember. I remember most things about you. So I can keep you safe. So we can keep each other safe.” Liam presses into his side tighter, and his hand finds Theo’s. The gentleness of the touch on his hand eases his nerves.

“Will you stay?” Liam sits up, gently running his palms over Theo’s shoulders, and moving the blanket tighter around him.

“For how long?” Theo asks, almost unsure of what the impact will be depending on how he answers Liam.

“From now until…eternity.” Liam winks at him, a soft smile playing on his lips. “But we can start with tonight.”

Theo nods, his body warm, his hunger pains soothed, and tonight is fine. He can handle one night. Especially when Liam runs his fingers over his palm, and he can breath again.

#soft things #teen wolf #liam dunbar #theo raeken #thiam fanfic #thiam #thiam drabbles #teen wolf thiam #some angsty but happy #teen wolf fanfic #Drabble #one shot #thiam fluff #angsty but soft at the end #soft

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canvascatalyst · 11 months

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... there's a first time for everything, right?

all i want is for them to spiderman kiss, but with gwen upside down 🌻 image ID below, detailed ID in alt :)

Begin Image ID, done by artist. A digital drawing of Miles and Gwen from Across The Spiderverse. They are both drawn from the waist up and in side profile, wearing their spider suits, but without the masks. Miles is on the left, standing with his hands in his pockets. He has warm brown skin, and a dark brown afro with flat sides. His suit is black, with a red spider on the front in graffiti style. He is making eye contact with Gwen, who is hanging from the top of the drawing on the right side. Gwen has light skin and blonde hair, which is tied in a small ponytail that hangs down; she also has an undercut. Her suit is black and white, with a white hood that hangs down and hugs the back of her head. Her arms are pulled forward in front of her, as if holding onto web to hang from. The sleeves of her suit and inside of her hood are bright pink, with blue web designs. Gwen looks at Miles with a flirtatious smirk and raised eyebrow, and Miles smiles back at her softly in return. They are both blushing slightly. The background is bright yellow and blue, with different-styled sunflowers drawn behind each of them. End ID.

#across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #miles morales #gwen stacy #atsv spoilers #across the spiderverse spoilers #gwiles #YALL? is that seriously their ship name?#gwen spiderverse #miles morales spiderverse #miles and gwen #gwiles. i cant get over that. couldn't we have done like. storales? like that's also not good but it's not gwiles #milesgwen #ok now that all the tag-tagging is out of the way. i can yell!#THEY ARE SO SOFT #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH #the angst. the angst they gave us in this film was so good #i was gonna draw something angsty but they were both so sad i had to draw something cute first #also i was going through the entire soundtrack trying to pick a lyric for a caption but ended up going with the dialogue instead hehe #but in case anyone was curious. here were the runners up #'just to save you i'd risk it all'#'love is when you try to make it out alive'#'came to the city for the love got her hurtin now'#'got me running away from the world with you'#anyways. what's my tag on this blog for this hmm #i'll just make it #spiderverse

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wikitpowers · 5 months

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whatever you do, do NOT think about ash wrapping himself and dru up in his wings during their first kiss and bringing dru closer to him...

#YOU'RE THINKING ABOUT IT AREN'T YOU #(alas u have been warned)#I AM SO UNHEALTHY ABOUT THEM #THIS WOULD BE THE CUTEST (AND ALSO COOLEST) THING TO HAPPEN #blushing and kicking my feet #headcanon that ash's wings are soft af #(just like him)#i can't wait for some angsty enemies-to-lovers oh em gee #they HAVE TO end up together or i'll be so mad (and sad tbh)#CASSIE GIVE ME MORGENTHORN #ash morgenstern #dru blackthorn #dru x ash #morgenthorn #the wicked powers #the last king of faerie #twp #tsc

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writersloveroe · 1 year

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unrequited love dialogue prompts

♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎

•”why won’t you date me?”

•”what makes them so much better than me?”

•”i should’ve never confessed,”

•”i want you more than anyone else,”

•”i know we can’t be together, but i still love you,”

•”you’ve rejected me a thousand times but i still can’t get over you,”

•”am i not attractive enough for you?”

•”rejection hurts coming from you,”

•”i wish i were your lover,”

•”no one told me unrequited love could hurt so much,”

•”they will never look at me how i look at them,”

•”i’ll never have a chance,”

•”it’s so embarrassing, but whenever i fall asleep its like all i dream about is them,”

•”if i could go back in time, i would’ve saved myself the troubles and never met them,”

•”i know it’ll never be me, but i so badly wish it could be,”

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boyywithluv · 7 days

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#having a creative rut feeling #gonna rant #im basically a giant baby and i don't handle angst very well #and i constantly worry that im just. idk mentally weak or a deeply uninteresting person bc of it.#every big fantasy artist i see is usually very into making sad or angsty pieces and like i wish i was like that #like i fall into this mental hole very very often that im just holding myself back with how many subjects i dont write or draw #but also like when i DO write dark subjects it doesn't make me feel any better??#i dont like feeling sad or angry bc once i am its extremely hard to get back out of it.#and thats scary for me.#but also i want to make art that means something instead of my nonestop slew of smut and feelgood content.#i genuinely feel so trapped by my own emotions and its sp frustrating.#i keep getting told how good for you it is to get the negative feelings out but it never helps when i do it #i just feel. worse? i dont feel good.#i kinda wanna delete the one cloud post bc it just doesn't feel good.#ugh #idk i want to have good intelligent things to say and thoughtful art to make #and everything i make feels soft and cheesey and lame.#not that i find those things lame #but just that it feels like im stuck in baby brain.#when i was a teen i would write horror stories!!! i still love horror!!!#but if i make someone suffer in fic now it feels me with this awful awful overwhelming sense of dread and guilt and i end up so upset #im frustrated at me bc this is such a fucking weird sensitivity to have. im tried of telling myself its okay #bc i WANT to feel mentally free enough to create shit that isnt just uwu soft.#i don't think im making sense but like.#you know #I've literally been bullied out of fandom spaces for only making soft content #multiple times.#so idk maybe this is a learned sense of shame #but i feel like a big over sensitive baby and like I'd be able to do so much more if i wasn't #vent ish

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skyloftian-nutcase · 2 years

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Have any soft FD HC’s/ scenarios when he would take care of them?

(Not actual scenes, because I know you you would end up writing something, just scenarios.)

(Bonus points if it includes the Burrito Bros…)

LOL you know me too well, I would probably write something. XD

Sky likes to wear the mask so Fierce can interact with the others (he tells Fierce that it isn't too painful for him personally, which is an absolute lie, but Fierce respects his privacy and doesn't read his mind after the first time so he doesn't know). He always does it when Time isn't around that way the elder doesn't get upset (Time wants to meet Fierce as much as the rest but he doesn't want Sky to get hurt/ill/drained from it). He talks to Fierce a fair amount to help him keep up with what's happening. So when one of the boys is hurt or ill beyond something a simple potion can fix, Fierce is usually fretting about it and Sky lets him come out.

One time Twilight pushes himself too far because he's still recovering from his Dink Disaster, and it happens because the group got separated. Sky, Twi, and Four are together at the moment, and Sky happens to have the mask because he was talking to Fierce when the ambush happened that got them split up. Fierce is worried as all get out, so Sky lets him take over because the deity has more experience in this sort of thing and is far more capable of fighting off the hordes that they know are lingering around. Four is overly stressed and freaking out because it's too soon from the last time Twi almost died, so Fierce soothes him and takes care of Twi and slaughters any monster that breathes within a ten mile radius. Twi tries to pull his weight and Fierce just ends up carrying him as they walk. Four loves doing storytelling with Fierce because he adores listening to his little rainbow fill him in on events in the world. Twi eventually settles into being cared for because he can't really argue about being a burden to a freaking godlike figure, and Fierce learns to his delight that Twi loves cuddling. Four does too.

When the trio finally reunites with another chunk of the Chain, it's Warriors and Wild, and oh boy because Fierce knows about Wars' PTSD and Four told him all about Wild's issues and this Mother Hen is going to town now because he can already see how stressed and worn out they are and he just sets to work calming them down and insisting everything and everyone is fine and gathering ingredients for Wild so he can stress cook and Fierce wants to taste everything because he hasn't eaten in millennia, and he senses when Warriors is going from normal to I have to take care of everything and everyone and I am spiraling mode, and he has Twilight basically tackle him as Wolfie before carrying Warriors over to the group wrapped in his scarf. Fierce showers Wild with praises because he knows he needs to hear it, Four does more story time (interspersed with Warriors and Twilight and Wild piping in) and the like.

After a few days, they reach civilization, and Fierce hesitates, knowing he'd be an intimidating sight in a town of Hylians who know nothing about him. He asks Wars what it was like when he took the mask off, and Wars tells him about the sensation. Fierce feels really awful, and he asks the boys to gather supplies for Sky and get a room at the inn ready for him. Fierce tries to mentally reach out to Sky and can't find him. Nervous, he takes the mask off, and Sky is a hot mess, but the boys take care of him.

The next time Sky tries to talk to the mask, Fierce won't reply until Sky almost puts it on. He asks Sky to not use the mask, and says he's content with just hearing about the boys. Sky can immediately hear the pain in his voice and knows he's lying, but he doesn't know what to do about it, so he decides to go to Legend and Hyrule, magic and artifact experts, to see if they can work something out.

Because by now, everyone wants to meet Grandpa Fierce.

#fierce dadity #this was angsty sorry #I tried for straight fluff and then remembered that the mask is still a huge problem #but the boys will figure something out I'm sure #you ask skye answers #lovely silvercaptain24 #so I ended up kind of writing a story anyway LOL oops #the more I look at this the worse it gets because you wanted soft things and I just made an angst story with soft moments LOL #but basically FD does story time with Four all the time #cuddles with Twi at any given opportunity #holds Wars hostage so he can rest #showers Hyrule and Wild in accolades #I'll have to make a separate post now to actually answer your question hahaha #oh well

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bruciemilf · 1 year

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Can I get some Jason Todd and Bruce Wayne juice please

this new fic i'm writing has jason and bruce so stay tuned >:DDD

#Gonna b pretty angsty #but yall know my soft bitch self has a happy ending in mind

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rosaacicularis · 1 year

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5+1 scarian kisses you say 👀👀 thinking about stolen kisses, goodnight kisses, sleepy morning kisses, kissing pulse points, goodbye kisses ugh them <3 -🎶 anon

i just realised that i could make it incredibly angsty if i so desired…. i won’t don’t worry…. but i could…. but i won’t because i love soft moments when someone instinctively leans in to place a kiss on a temple… or when somebody wakes someone up with peppered kisses on their face…. or when they can’t bear to part from each other, even if they’re only separated for an hour, it feels like forever in their heart….

#but just know i could make it angsty #the idea crossed my mind #i’m too soft and sappy for them though #if it was angst it’d have a happy ending #even if i didn’t plan for one #it’d just happen #scarian #desert duo #🎶 anon

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gemgirl28 · 1 year

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@ifyouwereamelodymeg challenged me to actually write angst with these soft angst prompts and told me to pick the pair. Since I’ve just put Zutara through the ringer in clandestine meetings, how about some Dramione angst?

it's like we've become strangers

He's drinking gin. She didn't know he liked gin. When they- well, she always thought he preferred firewhiskey.

But there's no mistaking the wintery smell of pine wafting from his glass, nor the way it drifts over her when he stands too close to her on the balcony where she was trying to seek peace.

"Lovely party," she says, because it's the polite thing to say. "Astoria seems-" she chokes for a moment, barely enough to tell Hermione didn't immediately know what she was going to say, but of course he'd catch it, "-lovely." She winces at her own repetition.

"She is," Draco delicately says. "But she's not-"

"I didn't know you drank gin," Hermione blurts out, not capable of hearing whatever awful, sweet thing he was going to say.

Draco sighs heavily, swirls his drink, and takes a deep draw from it. "I have for a few years now."

"Oh. I see." She swallows and turns back to look over the gardens, not remembering when she'd let herself look at him. It hurts too much to do so for any length of time, so she generally avoids him.

But now he's come and found her, and she refuses to be the first to back down.

"I didn't know you had any interest in fashion," he counters. Hermione rolls her eyes and sips more of her champagne. Without knowing what else to say, she'd complimented Astoria's gown upon entering the Manor. Astoria had taken it as a sign to prattle on for five uncomfortable minutes about the designer and inspiration.

"Just in passing," Hermione finally says.

For a few minutes the only sound is the orchestra behind them and the peacocks on the lawn ahead of them. Hermione finishes the last of her drink, ready to slip back inside, make her excuses to Harry & Ginny, and head home, when he speaks up.

"It's like we've become strangers."

It's barely more than a whisper, hardly discernible over the din of the party, but it ignites a fury within her.

"And whose fault is that?" She whirls on him, voice low and dark.

"Mine, as usual," he sighs, resigned, fanning the flames of her rage.

"How dare you- you made your choices. You never let me have a say. You don't get to feel pity for your own mistakes when you never considered the alternatives."

He opens his mouth but she shakes her head.

"No. No, you don't get to break my heart and then parade your perfect, pureblood fiance in front of me and then try to apologize, or explain, or say anything." She's horrified to feel a tear slip down her cheek. "I knew I shouldn't have come but Harry- doesn't matter. I shouldn't have come." She sets her champagne glass on the balcony and pushes past him, leaving him standing on the balcony alone.

Only once she's home, changed into his old t shirt and tucked into his side of the bed, does she let herself succumb to her grief, sobbing until she falls asleep.

Send me a prompt and a pairing!

#is this angsty enough?#It physically hurt me to not write a surprise happy ending #But here we are #thanks for the prompt friend #Always good to challenge myself and attempt angst #dramione #dramione ficlet #my writing #send me a prompt!#soft angst prompt

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ksbbb · 1 year

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. “Don’t focus on them. Just focus on me.” Thiam 😘

Focus (thiam)

It’s been way too long for Liam to be feeling this way, or he thinks it is, but Mason argues with him about it and still tries to convince him that it’s okay. That sometimes when the brain deals with a traumatic situation then it’s only normal to still have negative feelings about something. Or about someone and different places. It’s not really something he expected to deal with so soon, but seeing his former lacrosse buddies from his other school, the ones that locked him in a cage at the zoo, and threw lacrosse balls at him, caused a mild panic to set in. Then the thought of almost losing control here during the war doesn’t help him any.

He can rationalize that they most likely don’t even remember him, and he is a werewolf now, so the odds of them being able to trap him in a cage again, is very unlikely, but his mind still hasn’t completely caught up to his rational side of thinking yet. He keeps telling himself to remain calm, keep his breathing normal, and to ignore any feeling of anxiety coursing though him. He tells himself this, but he still can’t force his mind to catch up, and he’s staring to feel himself shift as they draw closer.

“What’s going on?” He hears Corey asks, it sounds far away, almost through a muffled door, as if his body isn’t here right now, and he wishes more than anything that he could make himself forget all about his time here.

“Am I…I don’t know. How long does it take to get a drink?” Mason starts looking around frantically, peering into the crowd, as he starts to panic almost as much as Liam, and starts rapidly texting on his phone. It causes Liam to panic more and he starts to hyperventilate.

“We did tell Theo to get us like 6 drinks because we didn’t want to have to go back.” Corey’s voice sounds high, panic rising in his voice, as Liam starts to feel his claws poking through his fingertips. “Oh..he’s not going to shift here is he?” Corey latches onto Liam’s shoulder, his fingernails sinking into him, and if he was able to focus on something other than the constant memory bombarding him, he would welcome the anchoring touch of a friend, but he can’t find anything to center himself.

That night burns into his memory like a fire blazing in the dark, and it haunts him to his very core when he remembers the pain, along with the embarrassment of being caged in, and having to hold in tears from the constant yelling from his peers. Blaming him for the loss of game, because of his IED. His IED that caused him to lose it on his former coaches car.

“Liam…”

His fangs slide over his tongue, and he can almost taste blood, smell the fear from his own scent, and his entire body starts to shake from the control of holding in his wolf, and holding in his shift. He’s not a new werewolf anymore and Scott would tell him to use his anchor, but he’s not sure he has one anymore.

He desperately bites down on his lip, drawing blood, and anger starts to boil over as notices one of them laugh about something. His erratic breathing starts to catch in his throat, and he’s slipping. Slipping out of Mason and Corey’s grasp, his own mind screaming at him to do something, anything but let them get away with it. Is that his wolf, or is it him wanting to shift? He can’t find the difference anymore.

“Liam…”

A low growl leaves his throat, a silence surrounds him, he’s lost focus on anything else, he can’t hear, can’t see anything but his former teammates standing in front of him. His skin is itching. Clawing at him to let himself shift, allow his own fear and anxiety to overpower him and take over. To not allow it to happen again.

“Liam…” A hand catches his just as he’s about to lash out, his eye flickers with yellow, and he turns around to roar, but comes face to face with Theo. His hand is pried apart and Theo sighs, gently running his hand over Liam’s claw marks. It soothes him, and he starts to notice more people around him. He looks around him to find his former teammates.

“Focus. Don’t focus on them. Just focus on me.” Theo appears in his line of vision, shifting him gently so he can face him. Holding his shoulder gently, and still running his hand over the wounds on his hand that have started healing.

A small smile plays on Theo’s lips as Liam blinks a few times and starts to breath normally again. Theo leads him over to a bench, and he sits down, his anxiety starting to fade, and he is handed a drink to sip on.

“I was gone for about ten minutes.” Theo ponders to himself, and he playfully pushes Liam’s shoulder, as he takes a sip of his own drink.

“Yeah. Well…maybe next time we can do something other than the zoo.” He takes Theo’s hand in his, gently running his fingertips over his palms, and decides that maybe he might have an anchor.

#answered #waterloo #thiam #teen wolf thiam #teen wolf #theo raeken #liam dunbar x theo raeken #liam dunbar #send asks #writer prompts #angsty but soft at the end #Liam pov #traumatic memories #thiam fanfic #theo and liam #short fiction

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calumsash · 2 years

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fic moodboard concept in honor of @jbhmalumm birthday: the childhood best friends to lovers to exes to strangers to stuck in a storm together to lovers again malum au we all deserve

after not hearing from Calum for the past year, the last thing he expects is to see him at his front door, asking him if he could give him a ride to his parents' winter cabin, the same one he confessed his love to in a hushed voice when they were young and naive, the same cabin he broke Michael's heart in last november.

he'd love to say he declined, but he never could say no to him, not to Calum, not ever.

so that's how they find themselves stuck there together, a sudden storm preventing michael from coming back to his own place, a small apartment he could never call home cause that's only ever been a person, not a place. home was Calum, still is.

old habits are hard to break and over the course of the week they start to act like they used to, not only as the couple they were for five years, but also the best friends they were for twenty.

conversations are made, confessions are slipped out, a chance to start back again, and this time not making the mistake of letting go.

(Calum's cat, Lloyd, also joins the trip.)

#happy birthday to taylor! already went sappy in our dms but here i am again saying ily and how much im grateful for you today and everyday!#thought I'd go with something angsty but obviously with a happy ending. just the right amount of sad and happy.#they're soft..... they needed to break up at the time but they found each other again. that's what true love is #they're the right person. it was just the wrong time at the end. but now it's the right time. this time they'll get it right.#they make hot chocolate and have snowball fights when the storm calms down and they cuddle by the fire with lloyd in their lap #lloyd is calum's cat he adopted when he 16 and he always liked michael the best #i think after they broke up and calum tried to pack all of michael's shirts he had lloyd got pissed and claimed at least three of those #i love dogs but i think we deserve some kitty rights in fics don't you think #ok i know this whole thing sounds angsty as fuck but i think fics about people with such long history hits different!!!!!!#and in my head it gets very happy and fluffy and sweet!!!!!! ok trust me!!!!!!#again this is for taylor so i hope you like this darling and im sorry i couldn't write this but we shall live with the concept for now <3 #taylor #malum #5sos moodboard

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impossible-rat-babies · 6 months

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I just. love the funny intersection eyrie has between DRK and WAR it just tickles my fancy

#it tickles my fancy in an angsty way #it’s like. there was plenty of grief there after haurchefant in HW until their head started getting ideas about deeper pains #old grief with bandages merely pilled up over festering wounds #and they couldn’t deal with it. they weren’t ready to face it #they would have nightmares about the daughter they lost and her asking them these difficult question #and they had no answers. no way of making it make sense. it tormented them #and it all just turned to anger and frustration. what could they do to satisfy their guilt? their grief?#they had no words. it was just rage rage rage #rage enough to drown out fray. rage enough to hopefully drown out the ghost of their daughter #rage enough to drown out the guilt of losing papalymo and the knotted tangle surrounding Ilberd #it’s so much of a shift that embodies denial but also embodies coping #they deny fray. they deny this part of themselves that seeks catharsis and care #it’s denying any softness for a path of destruction and frustration #the denial of softness being one of self harm. a self flagellation to make the pain mean something #there has to be a reason or a justification in general. a way to make it make sense #it goes hand in hand with their complex surrounding blame and taking responsibility when it’s not theirs to take #still puzzling out how it resolves itself in the end #it’s funny in StB how zenos recognizes the way they act but doesn’t truly grasp the motivation #oc: eyrie kisne #ANYWAY GOODNIGHT

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lilflowerpot · 2 years

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What if Smoltor and Smoll Keith met each other?

Like, Keith after his dad died and still new to his new living conditions one day wakes up on Daizabaal, meets young Lotor and they become friends?

And for a while everything is great, Lotor has a friend and Keith has a friend and a place that he feels like he belongs to.

But then everything goes wrong and Keith is left alone amd he wakes up on Earth again and finds out he was in an acident that put him in a come for some time.

Keith grows up and tries to forget his imaginary friend, then he's in space fighting against people that look too similar to those from him dream.

And then his imaginary best friend shows up, alive, all grown up and so, so hot

Would it be possible? I just like making "what if" situations a lot

You ask "would it be possible" but my love,,, in the wonderful world of fanfic anything is possible, and this would be a terribly angsty and absolutely delightful story!!

#please i'm begging everyone and anyone to genuinely just //write// things like this #the keitor ship needs more soft and angsty but ultimately happy-ending narratives #sa screams back #other aus #keitor #prince lotor #keith kogane

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crowdsourcedloner · 10 months

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7. Do they (or would they) pursue the other character’s affection, and if so, how? Do they tell the other character how they feel? Try to earn their admiration? Woo them with romantic gestures? Flirt with them, skillfully or otherwise?

Nailah pursues G'raha's affection in the most oblique ways possible, all for the sake of plausible deniability should he not return her affections. She'll try to spend time around him ("I have nowhere better to be" or "I think you'll like this place") or she'll get food for him ("I was hungry and bought more than I could eat") or she'll bring a neat trinket for him (she doesn't even try to justify it, she just leaves it with a little note on his desk saying its for him).

Words don't come easily to her, and even less so when she's trying to communicate her feelings. Whenever she's tried to tell him how much he means to her, even as a friend, the words get caught in her throat and refuse to come out. She's somewhat better at writing her thoughts into poetry, but her poor handwriting and habit of switching between hroth and common makes them difficult to read. She has recently discovered an interest in scoring music, though, and is trying to compose a song to give to him in the form of a small music box. She hopes it will, at the very least, show him how she sees him as a good friend and admires his character.

On G'raha's side, he tries to be as verbally open as possible with her without outright saying he loves her. He'll tell her about places he's recently read about to try and make conversation with her, which she usually obliges in her normal terse way. He'll shower her in compliments at the slightest provocation, nearly waxing poetic at her accomplishments, which she bashfully brushes off. His most successful attempts have been letters detailing what he's been up to since they last met, which he leaves in her room at the annex for her to find later. She cherishes each one she finds.

#answered asks #thank you for the ask!#Nailah is (affectionately) an absolute disaster about facing her feelings and pursuing what she actually wants #and the thought of opening herself up that much even when she wants the end result is still terrifying to her #even after all of the story she's been through #shes not really tsundere i guess shes more... kuudere? is that the term?#shes soft under all her frost #graha your lion wife is dense as all hell and so are you #this is all a roundabout way of saying #'i want them to get together but have no godly idea when or how so im leaving them in pining jail'#'also pining is fun and angsty and ive yet to outgrow my angsty edgelord phase'

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