Scott McCall
02 May 2014 @ 12:31 am
CHALLENGE :: 50 Drabbles - Table 1  
#15, Death

Scott wanted to give Lydia a gift to show her how much she meant to him, now more than ever. But it had to be perfect, and when he found it, he knew it was. She was convinced that her sole purpose of existence was to foretell violent death now, and whilst that was part of her, it wasn’t all of her.

The Tree of Life pendant with the delicate emerald was perfect. It symbolised the link between life and death, which is what Lydia was... along with beautiful, amazing, wise, kind, and one-of-a-kind, as far as he was concerned.

scott mccall, teen wolf
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musemods
02 May 2014 @ 01:09 am
WORD & QUOTE OF THE DAY // 078.  
WORD:

Dishabille
n. 1. the state of being dressed in a careless, disheveled, or disorderly style or manner; undress.


QUOTE:

“When you’re sad, you’re not sad. You are merely oblivious to the good things in your life. There is always a crack of light in the darkness. Find it.”
- Dianna Agron
 
 
Detective Julie Gresham
02 May 2014 @ 01:31 am
Quote of the Day 075.  
“Obstacles are placed in our way to see if what we want is really worth fighting for.”
- Unknown


It seemed like it was going to be a good day. For the first time in a week, Euan wasn’t bedridden and he had come down stairs that morning (albeit slowly) to have tea with Julie. Ciaran and Noah were still in their beds, dead to the world, and the house was quiet... possibly even peaceful for the time being. Maybe it was a far cry from his usual attire, but there was something fondly endearing about Euan’s Star Wars pyjama pants and knitted sweater that was swimming on him now.

The kettle was boiling and the teapot already housing Irish Breakfast tea leaves in wait... )

Julie Fitzpatrick // Original Character
 
 
Detective Euan Fitzpatrick
02 May 2014 @ 01:50 am
CHALLENGE || 100 Drabbles : Table #1  
#12 THERAPY

Euan knew it was coming, but that hadn’t been enough to prepare for how he would feel when he started to lose his hair from the chemotherapy. It seemed like such an insignificant thing comparable to everything else. He just couldn’t face losing it in bits and pieces, so he closed himself in the a bathroom alone to shave his head, for some reason getting emotionally stretched and breaking down in tears, drowned out by the sound of the electric razor.

He thought he would’ve been tough enough to face all this head-on. He couldn’t have gotten it more wrong.

Euan Fitzpatrick (Original Character)
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Isaac Lahey
02 May 2014 @ 11:58 am
100 Drabbles || Table #2  
Drabble #94: Almost

Triggery Content Under the Cut )

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Melissa Delgado McCall
02 May 2014 @ 04:40 pm
50 Drabbles || Table #2  
Drabble #08: Pain

There was no pain quite like the knowledge that your child was in pain. But even worse than that was the realization that Stiles… as much her son as Scott… had been in enough pain that he didn’t want to feel anything anymore. It was a heartwrenching thing to hear as a parent.

But in moments like these, surrounded by pain, Melissa realized more than ever what a family Scott’s pack had become, and how much they’d come to rely on each other. And more than that, just how much she and John had come to depend on each other.

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musemods
02 May 2014 @ 07:31 pm
WORD & QUOTE OF THE DAY // 079.  
WORD:

Ephemeral
adj. 1. lasting a very short time; short-lived; transitory.


QUOTE:

“Any man can be a father. It takes someone special to be a dad.”
- Unknown
 
 
musemods
02 May 2014 @ 07:38 pm
PROMPTS // 066.  
( 1 ) Muse prompts (500+ words, first or third person)
- "How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood."
All of Me, John Legend

- "There's times I think of leaving
But it's something I'll never do
'Cause you can do better than me
But I can't do better than you"
You Can Do Better Than Me, Death Cab By Cutie

- "And you cry in the daylight
With the sun in your eyes
Even though you know your not alone
And it's all been felt before
You stare out through your window
And wonder if there's gonna be more."
Who Pays The Price, INXS

( 2 ) First Person/Blog/Diary prompts (Private to just your muse, or Public for all to see - your choice)
- "I can't..."
- "I want..."
- "I love..."

( 3 ) Drabble prompts (100-300 words, first or third person)
- Helpless
- Beautiful
- Strange

( 4 ) Ten Things (List)
- Ten things you really need
- Ten times you laughed
- Ten scars (physical and/or emotional)

( 5 ) Picture Prompts
- Holding hands )
- Injection )
- Guitar )

( 6 ) Misc/Random
- "Nobody said it was easy, nobody said it would be this hard." (The Scientist, Coldplay)
- "We'd remember tonight for the rest of our lives." (Wings, Birdy)
- "My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can." (Troublemaker, Olly Murs)
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Stiles Stilinski
02 May 2014 @ 10:00 pm
[ DRABBLE CHALLENGE ] 100 Drabbles, Table 3, #71  
WEAPON

WARNING: Cut for triggering content... )

Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf // + Progress Table
 
 
Sheriff Stilinski aka "Dad"
02 May 2014 @ 10:53 pm
066.6. Misc/Random  
"We'd remember tonight for the rest of our lives." (Wings, Birdy)

CONTAINS TRIGGERING CONTENT

John shot awake abruptly and groggily reached to switch his lamp on. He hadn't been sleeping the best lately, and most nights it was lightly so he could keep an awareness on his son in case he needed him. Nights seemed to be the worse. When it was dark, when Stiles mind seemed to kick into overdrive the most. He was sure it was the sound of someone crying that roused him. Maybe he dreamt it, but maybes weren't enough for him to base anything on right now.

That night, Stiles was in his room alone... )

Sheriff John Stilinski || Ten Wolf
 
 
Lydia Martin
02 May 2014 @ 11:44 pm
DRABBLE CHALLENGE || 50 Drabbles ( Table #2 )  
16. NUMB

Lydia wished she was numb to the painful worry inside that came in the wake of the Sheriff’s texts. She tried to seek a little comfort in the fact she wasn’t screaming, but it wasn’t working. She was already close to tears pulling on her denim jacket and grabbing up her handbag to bolt out of the house well after 1am.

At her car, she fumbled with her keys trying to get it unlocked and dropped them. A frustrated sob escaped as she hit her hand against the window. But she wasn’t screaming. She wasn’t, and this time, she couldn’t.

Lydia Martin || Teen Wolf
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