I'd Find A Way

...I'm Better

So my biggest fans right now are three Scotts and Liam. And I couldn’t help but think of the lama song. Here’s a Scott, and there’s a Scott and another little Scott. Scott, Scott, Scott, Liam! Hehehe

thegaybeta:

curlyfriesandsarcasm:

"Scott said he’d look out for you and that goes for me too." His lips pull into a light smile. "Come on."

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Liam smiled slightly and laid down next to Stiles. “Thank you.”

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His smile warmed and he watched the younger boy for a moment. Before he cleared his throat moving over to the chair nearby. “I’ll just stay here. Okay?”

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itoldyou-notto-licktheswingset:


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He smiles slightly to himself as he notices the subtle change of Stiles’ hearbeat, but he is brought back to the conversation at the sound of the boy’s voice. He almost forgot what he was going to say but he shifted and he absently buried his face against the crook of Stiles’ neck,”Do you have nightmares too?” he whispered absently as he found himself breathing in deeper, unable to get enough of Stiles’ scent,”Ever since we got back I can’t close my eyes without having nightmares…do you have nightmares too? About the Nogitsune or anything else?” he asked curiously.

Once more his breath catches, his eyes fluttering as Scott buries his face against his neck. His fingers tighten on the other boy, curling into the material of his shirt. His free hand moving up..becoming bolder to card through his hair. There was a brief moment when he thought maybe the question was something else entirely. And he can’t help his disappointment. It had nothing to do with what he’d hoped. He breathed out and shook his head, getting more comfortable. “…Yeah.” He said slowly. He let out a sigh. “Yeah of course. Since before the nogitsune..all the time. Why do you think I wasn’t sleep when you got here?” He sighed closing his eyes. “I just..before that…when we opened the door. I just…I don’t sleep…really at all anymore. I don’t think…I think it’ll pass for you. Just everything in mexico is still too fresh..”

curlyfriesandsarcasm:

New status banner thing! Since i’ve been doing this more and more and it’s not mobile and i guess it could fall under lurking but shiny new banner! I’m obviously not at work now. But i need to post it so i can reblog it later.

Which also currently means no gifs/icons!

  • 3 or so replies? I’ll track down the exact number tomorrow

thegaybeta:

curlyfriesandsarcasm:

"…Yeah you look pretty beat."

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"Look..if it’s any consolation..the first time…the first time things got bad..i couldn’t sleep. Hyper vigilance. But..as impossible as it might seem. Things might be okay..for a little while. So take a load off. I can..keep watch, while you lay down if that would help"

"You’d…You’d watch over me while I sleep?" Liam show a sign of gratefulness.

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"Scott said he’d look out for you and that goes for me too." His lips pull into a light smile. "Come on."

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itoldyou-notto-licktheswingset:

curlyfriesandsarcasm:

 

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He’s laying still in his bed but the human isn’t sleeping. He’s comfortable enough but getting any kind of solid sleep in…he can’t even remember how long just hasn’t been all that easy. He startles as he hears the window slide open. But relief washes over his face when he sees Scott. “Scott.” He breathes with a smile. “Hey..”automatically he slides over in the bed making room for him. Patting the empty space for him to sit. “Are you okay?”

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Scott smiled as he watched the human move almost instantly. He moved over and he didn’t even hesitate, he crawled right into bed with his best friend and he turned lying on his side and he faced Stiles. “Can’t sleep” he said simply as he reached out and he wrapped his arms around Stiles and he pulled the boy into his arms and against his chest. “Can I ask you something?” Scott’s voice was soft and he found himself listening to the sound of Stiles’ heartbeat absently and as he breathed, he found himself taking in the familiar comforting scent of the boy in his arms.

It’s more natural than anything else. There state of Scott and Stiles. He can remember countless nights where they shared beds. ..Of course that was probably before the realization had come crashing down on the human how he felt about his best friend but..he would do anything for Scott and be there for him. It was okay for Scott to want something for himself, even if it wasn’t him. The arms going about him and drawing him to his chest, warm and solid. Almost feels like a dream. And his heart flutters in his chest and a sigh escapes him. He almost feels like he’s floating. Without thinking his arms circle Scott in turn. Scott’s voice breaks through his thoughts and he gives a hum. He has to clear his throat to get a grip on himself but eventually he speaks. “Of course. Anything.”

And it’s hard to dance with the devil on your back; shake it out

thepackmccalling:

 

"I remember, Stiles." Scott hiccups, unnecessarily, trying to press his face further against the human’s stomach until the point that Stiles pulls it up to force them to make eye contact. His own eyes are still burning alpha red even though he’s put away the claws and the fangs, and the tears make them look like jewels, refracting the light in strange ways. "I remember…everything. I remember …. that night, in the parking lot, I remember every horrible thing I said to you, I remember, and I…God, I don’t know how you look at me and don’t hate every inch of me.”

He grasps at the back of Stiles’ shirt with his fingers, trying to pull the boy closer somehow, swallowing heavily. “I know it wasn’t me.  But I still remember. And you still shouldn’t have have to go through any of that, and I swear, Stiles, I swear I’m going to spend the rest of my time making it up to you. I’m going to make it right. I have to. This should never have happened, and it especially shouldn’t have happened to you.”

Unable to hold the eye contact any longer, Scott closes his eyes, moving his head down despite Stiles’ hands to bury it in his abdomen again. His arms tighten, but not enough so that his alpha strength might actually cause Stiles harm. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry it took all of this for me to figure out what was always true. I’m sorry I’m an idiot and somehow I screwed everything up. That wasn’t supposed to be what high school was like. That isn’t the future I wanted for us.”

What he had feared was true. Scott remembered. He really never wanted him to. He was okay with carrying that burden for himself. If Scott truly wanted to know sharing with him what he thought he could handle. But never having to know the full extent. But the moment he locks eyes with the other boy.At once he remembers everything too, remembers why he hated the other so, but on the other side of the coin, why he loved this Scott. 

Stupidly he keeps making soft shushing noises, trying to hush the wordsas Scott speaks them. “Scott..Scott..no. I could never hate you. I never hated you. Even..even before you came back to me. I could never hate anything that still had you in it. Because..you’re Scott and I’m Stiles.” He says as simply as if one plus one equals two. 

He doesn’t fight it when Scott pulls him closer. In fact he continues to gently stroke his fingers through the alpha’s hair, down his shoulders. “I really..I never wanted you to remember, Scott. I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to know what that thing did. What it used your face to do.” It was so easy to set apart that this thing was a different entity entirely, having just faced off with it.  His eyes are firm yet loving, holding the gaze until Scott drops them. 

The boy begins vehemently apologizing again and he frowns deeply He tries to catch his gaze but fails and instead pulls away and drops down to his knees. “Scott come here.” He murmurs tugging the other boy to him. And he’s placing kisses wherever he can reach, to his cheek, to his jaw. “Stop. Scott. I don’t want you to be sorry anymore. Not now. It’s over Scott. It’s over and you’re not going anywhere. I get to keep you this time and maybe..maybe we missed high school but we can have college and..we’ll make it okay because we’re together…okay?”

itoldyou-notto-licktheswingset:

curlyfriesandsarcasm

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"Stiles?" Scott had shown up at his best friend’s house and he had climbed through the boy’s bedroom window. "Hey you awake?" he asked as he closed the window behind him and he turned to look over at the boy. Scott was restless lately, he could barely function since getting back from Mexico again. 

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He’s laying still in his bed but the human isn’t sleeping. He’s comfortable enough but getting any kind of solid sleep in…he can’t even remember how long just hasn’t been all that easy. He startles as he hears the window slide open. But relief washes over his face when he sees Scott. “Scott.” He breathes with a smile. “Hey..”automatically he slides over in the bed making room for him. Patting the empty space for him to sit. “Are you okay?”

thegaybeta:

curlyfriesandsarcasm:

thegaybeta

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"Liam, hey, you doing okay?"

"Yeah…I’m fine. Just haven’t gotten much sleep."

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"…Yeah you look pretty beat."

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"Look..if it’s any consolation..the first time…the first time things got bad..i couldn’t sleep. Hyper vigilance. But..as impossible as it might seem. Things might be okay..for a little while. So take a load off. I can..keep watch, while you lay down if that would help"

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