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                                 ‟     No  one  asks  you  to.     ❜          damage  control  is  already  underway ,   with  what  transpired  of  misunderstandings  between  the  players ...    which  can  prove  a  bit  inconvenient  for  neil’s  interests  if  left  unchecked.    after  all ,   he’s  just  here  to  play.          ‟     And  no  one  is  expecting  anyone ,   really.    Unless  they  have  the  balls  to  speak  up ,   they  could’ve  already  said  shit  right  from  the  start.     ❜

░  ┊   @stckhlmr​  。•◞

     “ i am not taking the fall for that. ” // @jozthen​

░  ┊   @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.     ❜     

i actually have a series of folders filled with this boy looking at you like this.

░  ┊   @hcathens​  。• ◞ 

— ” true. no one here can keep up with me, i’m aware. but you can work harder than this, josten, and if you don’t stop whining and just focus, you’ll never getting better. “ —   replied, but a quiet voice in his mind - his conscience, maybe? -  reminded him that he already had lost track of time. for how long were they training?? it doesn’t matter. he needed to be sure that they could win.

    for  once ,    he  appreciates  the  floor  under  his  weight;   legs  stretched  yet  body  unresponsive  to  whatever  the  mind  attempts  setting  on ...    what ,   with  shoulders  hunched  and  arms  laying  low ,   his  hands  resting  in  the  gap  between  his  lower  limbs.    the  only  reason  that  neil  is  becoming  aware  of  his  limitations  is  when  numbness  begins  to  settle  along  with  slight  tremors  that  he  can  feel  in  his  fingers. 

    the  way  that  a  thousands’  worth  of  exy  racquet  slipping  through  his  grip  during  the  recent  drill  several  minutes  ago  is  a  tall  tell.  

                                          ‟     I’m  trying.     ❜          voice  strained ,   holding  back  frustrations  veiled  in  the  exhaustion  creeping  in  his  system ,   and  avoiding  having  another  tiring  same  old  arguments  with  kevin.    of  course  there’s  no  time  for  neil  to  sit  on  his  ass  because  the  games  aren’t  going  to  win  by  themselves;   but  ——                    ‟     You  don’t  need  to  remind  me  about  the  nooses  around  our  necks.     ❜

    it  hurts ...    but  nothing  worse  that  he  hasn’t  survived  before.    the  anger  dissipates  under  the  silent  acceptance  and  grumbling  under  his  breath ,    annoyed  that  as  when  he  stands  up ,    the  redhead  has  to  hold  onto  his  knees  for  a  while  before  straightening  up.    wincing  slightly ,   frowning  greatly  at  the  disappointment  he  received  when  he  moves  his  right  shoulder  in  a  circular  motion.    testing ,   testing.

                                         ‟     ...Let’s go.     ❜ 

(     *     BLACK MIRROR PROMPTS   !    

seasons 1-2.   feel free to change pronouns / titles as needed !

❛  i won’t have to do anything.  ❜

❛  everyone’s laughing at us.  ❜

❛  you don’t know that.  ❜

❛  we can’t not laugh.  ❜

❛  nothing is going to happen.  ❜

❛  you’ve got a phenomenal voice.  ❜

❛  you think i’m being cheesy? all right, i am being cheesy.  ❜

❛  i just want something real to happen. just once.  ❜

❛  have you prepared a speech, is that it?  ❜

❛  we’re so out of our minds with desperation, we don’t know any better.  ❜

❛  show us something real and free and beautiful.  ❜

❛  it’s only so much wonder we can bear.  ❜

❛  fuck you, that’s what it boils down to.  ❜

❛  i’m a serial monogamist. i’m staying faithful to my cornflakes right now.  ❜

❛  you lied.  ❜

❛  not everything that isn’t true is a lie.  ❜

❛  you know when you suspect something, it’s always better when it turns out to be true.  ❜

❛  it’s totally batshit crazy i can even talk to you.  ❜

❛  i shouldn’t have drunk last night. next time, ould you try and stop me?  ❜

❛  sorry, hang on. that’s a very difficult sentence to process.  ❜

❛  there’s no history to you.  ❜

❛  you nearly killed us back there.  ❜

❛  yeah, well, i wasn’t expecting you to be there, was i?  ❜

❛  i’ve just saved your lives.  ❜

❛  a wee “thank you” would be nice.  ❜

❛  i should’ve just run you over.  ❜

❛  you’re not going to win.  ❜

❛  why not be honest?  ❜

❛  i was lashing out. i wasn’t even articulate.  ❜

❛  i notice you keep that pretty quiet.  ❜

❛  so i return to my original question, is that really what this is for?  ❜

❛  prove me wrong. hm? speak.  ❜

❛  i’m here to ask you an important favour.  ❜

❛  look, come on, there is a little bit of a conversational drought happening here.  ❜

❛  not big on conversation.  ❜

❛  practice makes perfect.  ❜

❛  maybe i’ll bore you.  ❜

❛  people want to be noticed. they don’t like to be shut out. it makes them feel invisible.  ❜

❛  people just want to be heard.  ❜

❛  you’re a locked box. i mean, that’s a good thing.  ❜

❛  most people are too easy to read, especially if you know minds.  ❜

❛  using party tricks to pick up girls isn’t knowing minds.  ❜

one liners  placed  within  canon  timeline,  or  will  vary  depending  from  which  verse  your  muse  stands.   ( no  worries,   we’ll  work  out  the  small  details  like  verse  info,  etc.  right  after  i  dive  in  your  dms  or  raid  your  askbox. )   

                                                                                 *  NO  CAPS  !!

HOW TO MAKE SESSIONBOX WORK AGAIN AFTER BETA-TUMBLR WAS FORCED ON YOU.            a step by step guide on CHROME (that has worked for me so luckily it will work for others)

step 1. uninstall sessionbox completely. annoying, i know, but it’s gotta be done.

step 2. go to all your blogs, one by one, and if they have the beta activated, make sure you go to EACH BLOG’s settings > dashboard and make sure the beta dashboard is turned off.

step 3. clear your chrome’s cookies completely (in fact, i recommend you just clear your browser data entirely for this, but if you can’t, just the cookies and the history should be fine). to clear the cookies on chrome you click the three little dots on the upper corner, then go to settings and find this:

step 4. close all chrome windows to restart it.

step 5. go to tumblr.com and find this little padlock symbol (don’t log in yet):

step 6. click the padlock symbol and then click the cookies section.

step 7. find the cookies below and block them. now, block THESE ONES THAT I’M SHOWING YOU, nothing else. there are two ‘tumblr’ cookies, you should only block ONE, the one that doesn’t come with ‘www’ before ‘tumblr’. 

“but wait, jay, what does that even do? why THOSE cookies?” i’m proud to say i don’t know. i just clicked a bunch of shit until i could use sessionbox again and it worked for me. so hopefully it’ll work for you as well.

step 8. restart chrome again.

step 9. login on any account and install&start using sessionbox as you previously did. if you did all the steps correctly, it should work again. 

anyways that pov change from neil to nathaniel is the best and most chilling thing i will ever read about in literature

Tell   yourself   that   there   are   things   you   will     NEVER    forget.   Tell   yourself   that   you   will     ALWAYS    remember   what  is   important.   Tell yourself   that   everything   you   love   will   stay   with   you,     FOREVER.     Even   though   it   won’t.   Not   even   a   little.   Nothing   lasts.   In   the   end,   all   we   have   is   ourselves.   But   unless   you are   strong   and   careful   that   will   not   be     ENOUGH.

selective NATASHA ROMANOFF. MCU based, 616 influenced

                                     ‟     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​

                                  ‟     YOU HEARD ME .     You’re not in the right mind to talk  clearly  yet.   You’re way too harsh on the newbies ,   like you’re lashing out your issues on people who can’t take them.   Until then ,   I’ll sort it out on my own ,   Kevin.    Lay off the alcohol.     ❜

                   ❛ what do you mean no ?? ❜                  ⇢  SHIT SAID TO A BABY BROTHER.  &&. STILL ACC.  /  @im-possiblelimits​

░  ┊   @rexquondcm​  。• ◞ 

𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓, staying in a single place for too long a luxury he no longer possesses ; as acquainted with the plated steel & polished glass of airport terminals as with the grime smeared tarmac of inner London. Nostalgia thick on his tongue, analogous to the taste of ash.   ❛ Honestly ? I’m not sure nice is the word I would use. ❜   He glances up then, eyes dappled shades of cornflower.  ❛ Perhaps taxing might be a more accurate description. ❜

    accent  reminiscent  flashes  back  such  visits  to  england,   back  when    nathaniel    has  been  taken  by  his  mother  to  pay  courtesy  with  her  side  of  the  family  for  a  couple  of  times.   weeks  before  they  come  back  to  baltimore  until  now,   he  can’t  fully  trust  the  memories  of  what  he  can’t  entirely  remember;   so  he  might  as  well  discard  them.    as  far  as  he  knows,    he  hasn’t  officially  met  uncle  stuart  and  that  side  of  the  family ...   and  he  hopes  not  to.

                                    ‟     Ah,   considering the long travel by connecting flights ...     ❜          oliver  would  know  after  first  class  tickets  doesn’t  serve  him  anymore.    the  conversation  is  a  polite  one,  as  an  alternative  to  what  oliver  usually  does  in  forced  silence   ——  scrape  nails,  dig  within  flesh,  have  to  hear  loops  of  voices  he’d  rather  not  entertain.    talking  helps  distract  from  the  pain,  and  helps  find  out  something  regarding  the  newcomer,  who  has  given  oliver  relief  since  he’s  not  the  one  in  the  spotlight  anymore.          ‟     No wonder.   How you can take everything in one stride ...  despite the excessive noises and treatment.    I suppose it’s not nice of an experience as well ... ?     ❜

░  ┊   @im-possiblelimits​​  。• ◞ 

“i wasn’t staring at you,” kevin defends himself. at least not intentionally. if his gaze happened to wander in neil’s direction while he was semi spacing out, that’s not his fault. “i was thinking.”

    it’s  just  been  few  hours  since  they  clashed  in  the  court,   and  still,   the  adrenaline  hasn’t  washed  off  completely  even  when  neil  took  a  shower  afterwards.

                                   ‟     And I suppose   STARING   might be a requirement ?     ❜      he  goads  involuntarily,   sarcasm  already  underway  right  after  catching  himself.    kevin  is  not  the  enemy  here;   no  one  else  is,   after ...   well,   the  finals.    he’s  becoming  more  aware  on  how  he’s  picking  up  andrew’s  unpleasant  moods  quicker;   except  his  own  temper  flares  brighter,   adding  fuel  to  the  fire.    

    so  neil  takes  a  deep  breath  and  exhales  slowly  as  he  cools  his  head  down  ——

                                  ‟     FORGET IT .     ❜          and  the  brunet  shrugs.        ‟     You’ve been thinking too long.   Don’t hurt yourself.     ❜     

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.

    magic  is  not  uncommon  to  his  kind ,   as  it  is  as  consistent  as  the  existence  of  nature  and  the  world ...   though  the  changing  times  has  inevitably  depleted  its  range  and  effectiveness.   not  until  knowes  are  rediscovered ,   and  so  is  the  shadow  world  —— which  neil  is  fond  of.

                                  ‟     IT HAS TO .    ❜          perhaps  if  neil  say  the  words  out  loud ,   his  wish  can  be  granted;   words  have  power ,   after all.    on  the  run ,   he  agrees  on  taking  companion  along ...   at  least  until  neil  regains  his  strength  to  merge  back  into  the  shadows  and  redirect  her  path  to  where  she  needs  to.    a  give  and  take,   protection  temporarily  granted  by  the  unknown  entity  to  neil  and  neil  to  uphold  his  promise  to  bestow  direction  on  whatever  she  seems  to  seek.          ‟     You’re not so ordinary yourself ,   so I trust we’re in good hands.   Just until ...   I can help you out as well.    ❜   

     ❛ i had no idea if that was going to work. ❜ - ellana caldin                  ⇢  MCU QUOTES.  &&. STILL ACC.  /  @jcyfulmess​

     head  turns  slowly ,   with  an  expression  rigid  and  of  disbelief.    stefan  could’ve  been  painted  as  mostly  unsure  and  quiet ,   but  he  does  know  when  and  what  to  speak  up.    especially  when  implied  accusations  are  in  the  air.    stefan  keeps  well  to  himself  and  he  doesn’t  accept  SLANDER .

                                   ‟     Unlike other people here ,   I do wash my dishes in this household.                                                           Do  you ?     ❜

                   ❛ you’re my favourite little brat. ❜                  ⇢  SHIT SAID TO A BABY BROTHER.  &&. STILL ACC.  /  @scarfwere​

          a  beat  passes  by.    mouth  curls ,   taking  a  second  of  decision  in  what  he  has  to  say.    counting  in  different  languages ,   up  and  down ,   always  helped  in  cooling  his  head.    not  this  time.

                                    ‟     Didn’t know you’re banning   GERMAN   in this house.     ❜          nonchalance  does  not  equal  indifference ,   though  he  takes  note  of  his  ...   friend’s  preferences  of  what  he’d  like  to  hear  from  stefan.    however ,   there’s  no  promises;   for  stefan  is  still  trying  to  work  out  being ...   stefan.          ‟     Next thing I know,  you’ll ban me from  CURSING  and pose a curfew for me ...    ❜   

         ❛ who taught you that word ?? ❜                  ⇢  SHIT SAID TO A BABY BROTHER.  &&. STILL ACC.  /  @scarfwere​

░  ┊   @gcroinya​  。• ◞ 

@jozthen​ said:  it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

Inquisitive gaze lingers,  scolding and relentless.   One that wordlessly whispers  ‘should’ve known better’  every chance it gets.   Words are not needed,  her expression says it all and,  really,  is there something left to say but at all?   Sometimes a bruise is just a bruise,  god knows she had her fair share of those marking every inch of pale skin;  like a map of violence,  only there was never any treasure to find. 

“Listen,  kid,  you might have charm,  but your right hook is abysmal.”     She holds nothing back,  rarely does.   Not that bite that drips form her words,  not that grin that tugs at the corners of her mouth.   Learning how to defend oneself is vital,  at least in her books,  and that will be the topic she settles on.   Not the bruise,  pale and blue,  not the implication that it carries.

Water drips down her wrist from the bag of ice she’s holding.   They ran out of ice-packs long long time ago,  so a couple of cubes wrapped in a towel will have to do.   It’s a gesture that counts,  is it not?     “Maybe we should work on that next time.”

                        miscellaneous angst starters.  || not accepting

    he  is  not  built  to  stand  his  ground   —— his  mother  made  sure  of  that.    better  to  outrun  the  nightmares  than  getting  caught  back  up  in  them.    so    natha - -    neil  learns  to  bite  back  complaints ,   or   ‘ whining ’   as  mary  would’ve  placed  it  if  she  were  still  alive ,   from  the  other  person  who  at  least  gave  a  shit  in  giving  him  a  fighting  chance.    literally.

                                    ‟     What about the left ?   Fared better ?     ❜          the  brunet  reaches  for  the  damp  compress;   iciness  begin  to  numb  fingers  that  clenched  tighter  and  hurt  less  than  the  pain  they  have  to  endure  against  the  californian  sand.    carefully  situating  the  wet  bag  against  his  left  cheek ,   liking  how  the  cold  dissipates  heat  and  relieves  him ...   before  placing  it  on  his  right  side  to  hold  it  there.    the  boy  shifts  slowly  and  checks  which  is  movable  and  which  is  tolerable ,   assessing  damage.

    looking  up  from  the  floor  he  sits  on ,   observing  the  other  of  unknown  origins.    how  she  didn’t  mince  anything  with  neil ,   like  his  mother  did ,   and  how  he  tries  to  hold  back  the  fear  slowly  creeping  in  his  chest.    as  much  as  he  has  respect  in  females ,   he  thinks  how  terrifying  it  would  be  if  they  met  before  within  his  father’s  business  circles  and  that  neil  couldn’t  remember;   how  this  woman  could’ve  had  a  hand  in  teaching  him ,    just  like  his  father  instructed  lola  to  teach  him.    he  frowns  and  ignores  the  awful  turning  of  his  guts  inside.

                                  ‟     I don’t know why ...   you’re doing this.     ❜          neil  begins  with  a  cautious  tone ,   choosing  wise  words  that  won’t  offend  the  lady.    why  now ,   of  all  times ,   did  a  beacon  appear  when  he’s  almost  tipped  to  the  edge ,   ready  to  give  up ?          ‟     What do you get out of it ?     ❜     

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.

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.

░  ┊   @shedetect​  。• ◞ 

     “𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔,” she returns with a grin before focusing once more on the locked for in front of her. “now, do you happen to have any thin, metal objects handy?” 

    by  some  reason,   he  finds  the  statement  suitable  as  a  way  to ...   what,  show  how  awed  he  is  with ...  this.

                                    ‟     ...  Why are you doing this ?     ❜          the  boy  replies  suspiciously,   instead  of  responding  with  handing  over  his  emergency  tools  hidden  in  clothes  and  shoes  too  big  for  him.    the  easier  it  is  to  obscure  them  from  view.    his  arms  kept  crossed  to  himself,  hands  held  forearms  whilst  he  studies  the  proper  way  to  address  the  situation.    for  all  neil  knows,   she  can  be  reporting  him  now  to  the  school  about  his  breaking  and  entering  whenever  he  pleases,   but  she  still  isn’t.          ‟     You ...  can’t be doing this for free.   I’M  NOT  A  CHARITY  CASE.     ❜   

fuck  it,  i  made  neil  a  wire  account.

stayed  up  late  and  awake  to  read  this  fic  of  what  if  andrew  met  neil  first  and  made  him  the  promise  instead  of  aaron  and  now  i  wanna  write  it  :///

░  ┊   @scarfwere​​  。• ◞ 

a good friend. When did he last have one? Matt? He guessed, if he ever counted as one. A small tentative smile. A faint tilt of his head and he catches wind of the good breeze before it finds him. Him still unsure even when it comes. 

Eventually, it breaks out into a grin. A small one. Not large enough that it takes all over his face but good enough to make a dent. He almost turns around to double check ; make sure his Father wasn’t around to ruin it. But a surreptitious glance over his shoulder confirms what he felt in the moment : relief. 

           “ so ── we’re still friends? “ 

    people  like  him,  his  mother  and  he,   don’t  have  friends.   by  definition,   a   ‘ friend ’   is  one  of  her  connections  forging  high-quality  documents  for  them  to  pass  through  airports  or  one  of  those  old  ones  who  are  now  chasing  them  to  the  ends  of  the  earth.    stefan  hears  it  coined  a  lot  around  as  he  gets  by  and  wonders  how  easily  the  term  draws  such  warm  expression  on  isaac’s  face.    as  if  stefan  wouldn’t  be  gone  after  a  few  months’  time  and  wouldn’t  be  forgotten ...   just  like  the  rest  of  his  other  selves.

                                    ‟     Can’t  really  stop  you  from  doing  whatever  you  want.    ❜      the  raven-haired  boy  shrugs,   as  indifference  lace  with  a  piss  poor  excuse  that  he  can  fall  back  onto,   a  reason  why  he  allowed  whatever  this  is  to  happen.   at  the  end  of  the  day,   stefan  will  still  be  put  down  and  with  him,   are  memories  of  a  mediocre,  normal  boy’s  life.    as  much  as  stefan  can  already  feel  the  ire  of  his  mother  once  she  finds  out  and  when  she  does,   the  pounding  within  his  chest  covered  by  nonchalance  overlapped  the  threat  of  her  wrath  and  even  if  he  doesn’t  understand  why  isaac  seemed   cautious   despite  his  insistence  on  keeping  a  connection  with  stefan,   he  doesn’t  bother  poking  into  it. 

                                  ‟     Usually,   everyone doesn’t see the point of entertaining new kids for far too long;   they come and go and fade away within a week.   What’s up with you ?    You seem hell-bent into ...   whatever you’re up to.     ❜       if  stefan  also  sports    NATHANIEL’s    similar  bluntness  and  lack  of  effort  to  understand  social  cues,    he  also  doesn’t  bother  thinking  much  about  it.

fuck  it,  i  made  neil  a  wire  account.

honestly “you shouldve killed me when you had the chance” is probably the funniest thing you can say after minorly inconveniencing someone and i plan to say it always

Fionn Whitehead as Stefan Butler in Black Mirror: Bandersnatch (2018)