WORD:

Ignominy
n. 1. disgrace; dishonor; public contempt. 2. shameful or dishonorable quality or conduct or an instance of this.


QUOTE:

“Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.”
- Elizabeth Stone

Ignominy
n. 1. disgrace; dishonor; public contempt. 2. shameful or dishonorable quality or conduct or an instance of this.

Economics was probably Stiles most hated school subject. Not because it sucked, but because Coach Finstock taught it, and Coach basically had no fucks to give about anything that wasn't grinding his lacrosse players down so hard they won out of pure terror of his wrath. When it came to Stiles, as far as Coach was concerned, he sucked at everything. But then, no school day would be complete for Stiles without Coach barking something at him that usually went in one ear and out the other. It was also why Stiles always ended up on the bench for lacrosse... he had a short (ADHD) attention span in practice which left Coach more than impatient with him and no desire to see Stiles' actual skill with sports.

( It was obvious to those who knew him that Stiles wasn't really himself at the moment, but the people who knew him knew why... )

Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf

WEARY

Stiles felt heavily weary sitting in the Principal’s office beside his father, who was explaining Stiles’ condition to her in intricate detail and going to bat for him so he wouldn’t get suspended or suffer indefinite detentions. Stiles had slipped so far down in the chair, his head was against the back of it. His arms were folded across in front of him like a protective shield.

His dad had her wrapped around his little Sheriff finger whilst Stiles’ eyes remained locked on the paper-weight with a fly inside sitting on her desk. The irony... it was almost amusing.

Almost.

Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf // + Progress Table

“Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.”
- Elizabeth Stone

Ivy's shift had finished a couple of hours ago, but she got held back and then stayed even longer catching up on all her clinical notes from the long and arduous shift in Beacon Hills Emergency Room. But now, she stood in the Neonatal ICU and had her hand inside one of the infant intensive care incubators, her index finger nestled in under the tiny hand of the newborn baby girl inside. The infant was born almost eight weeks early when the mother was brought in following a massive motor vehicle accident. The mother's life was hanging in the balance in the adult ICU ward up the hall, and the baby's father wasn't in the picture. Ivy's stomach was churned up inside wondering what would happen to this tiny little person if they mother didn't pull through. Somewhere in the bowels of the hospital, the admin and legal team would be working to try to track down the mother's next of kin, who seemed to be in England. The 'in case of emergency' contact in the young women's phone was continuously going to voicemail.

( She had pulled a treatment stool up beside the incubator, just to take a load off her legs... )

♦ Ivy Belmont || Teen Wolf (Original Character)