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     [ the scent of blood is obviously nauseating her; he wonders how she would      deal with it with the taste of it layered thick on her tongue.   he wonders how      she would deal with it if she could smell it, feel it,  and if she tried really hard,      r e m e m b e r  it.    he closes his eyes and he gets flashes of the girl he killed      in cold blood.    he sees flashes of her screaming, begging him just to let her       live — ]      [ he jerks out of his thoughts at her words,  irises growing wide and shaking      his head. how does she know that? how does she know he’s in enough of a      control that he won’t hurt her? ]

     ”how do you know? how do you know that i’m not going to hurt you, derek      said he wouldn’t let me hurt anyone and look at her,  she’s dead, oh my god      she’s fucking dead, you should go, i don’t want to hurt you too, i don’t —”

     [ he’s breathless,    his words coming out in a practical whine as he starts to       back up, get away. he can’t hurt her. he can’t hurt her, he’s going to lose his      control again. ]

     ”but what if i want to get caught? i deserve it, i mean i killed her didn’t i?"

     [ the guilt keeps playing on and on, a broken record that’s not quite going to      end. keeps replaying itself, over and over, i killed her i killed her i killed her. ]       [ and then she speaks and isaac just  l o o k s  at her, cerulean irises dulled. ]      ”—if you’re offering, yes. i do."

     [ yet she does not do as he responds,       in fact she merely responds to him      that she  w o n ’ t  and it’s all isaac can do not to sob once again.     and then      her hands are back on his and he’s clinging to her once more,    allowing her      to tug him away. ]

     ”i do. i remember a little bit, if i focus hard enough. i remember her screams,      and the way she pleaded for me to let her live.     i remember the satisfaction      my wolf felt because it was in control and i couldn’t do shit about it,     even      though i was screaming and begging for it to stop.”

          [ deep breaths. she's taking deep breaths. that's the most she can           do for herself right now. she's trying her best to keep the contents           of her stomach down and she's having more difficulty with that than           she had expected. allison had never been good with blood. when she           would have to go and get blood work done with her father, she would           never be able to watch them draw the blood from her arm whereas           someone else might watch the entire time without getting sick. ]          [ a soft huff comes from her as she grants him a sad smile. why was          it that isaac lahey could never catch a break? it seemed that every          which way he turned, something was going wrong for him. she felt          guilty even though it wasn't her fault. she didn't pity him though.          that was something allison never did. she never pitied anyone since          she hated being pitied herself. ]          ❝you didn't know what you were doing. it wasn't your fault. derek          is a liar. you can't trust him. he knew something like this was going          to happen. he couldn't control it just like you couldn't control           yourself. but it's not your fault, isaac. it was instinct over humanity.          that's all it was.❞          [ she needs to get him out of there. she knows she does. she has to          take him back to her house. she wouldn't take him to derek because          nothing good would come from that. she would just have to help          him avoid her father. he would surely snap if he saw isaac in this          state and allison somehow knew that if isaac was questioned in          regards to what had happened, he'd probably crack and her father          would shoot him. ]          ❝you're not going to get caught. i won't let it happen. it was not your          fault, isaac. i don't know how many god damned times you're going          to make me say it but it was not you. you were not in control. it was          a different person--... animal if you will. but it wasn't you.❞          [ she takes a hold of his hands once more, wrapping her smaller hands          around his bigger ones. cringing and the smoothness and warmness          of the blood, allison tried to pay no mind to it. for him. not for herself           but for him. ]          [ she squeezes lightly, shaking her head at his response. she wants to          cry for him. she does. she won't but she does. ]          ❝i won't.❞          [ curse his being taller than her. she lets her arms wrap around his neck,          pulling him in for a crushing hug on her tiptoes. he's going to need a           hell of a lot of comfort after this. and she'll be there to give it to him. ]          [ and then she'd dragging him the hell out of there. she can see her car,          see it from where they are and she wants to run to it and get him in the          car, let the heat blast from the vents. she was cold as is and so there was          no way he wasn't cold in the slightest. and so she keeps tugging him to          the car, finally getting there and scrunching her nose at the situation.          there was blood all over the both of them. more him than her and she          wasn't sure what to do about it. blinking, she releases his hands and          begins to rub hers on her jeans. dark wash. it wasn't visible. looking          back up at him, she lets her eyes fall back to her thighs, indicating that          she wants him to get the blood off of his hands. ]          ❝please, just wipe it off. not on you. wipe it off on me. i already started          too and i'm going to wash all of this when i get home. but you have          more than i do and i want it off of you so just wipe if off.❞          [ chocolate hues fall back down to her legs. she wants to guide his hands          to her thighs but she'd rather have him lead himself. she had no desire to          do something he might not like right now. ]

the preface ;;

First of all, why are you all still even here?  You are all cuties and it hasn’t even been a month (ten frickin’ days k) that I have had this blog and I can easily say it was one of the best decisions i’ve ever made. I have made so many good friends and have stalked blogs for so many more, that i’ll probably bother until the end of time, so get ready. I can’t even say how much you all mean to me and how much i totally and always will appreciate you, because there are no words for this kind of happiness that portray it accurately (other than you guys are super hella gr8, but that seemed a little unprofessional). 

the rlly awesome baes ;;

constitutionalchaos: our entire friendship is based upon angst and i love it. we have all these ideas to break our hearts to do in the future and i am so excited for every single one of them. you freak with me about super awesome tw videos, and i cannot thank you enough. You are the pen to my paper, honestly (if we’re doing really bad metaphors here). But you are so my devil within, so -you’re my best of both worlds.  derpha: bonding over horror stories of youth group was not something i ever expected to do. but talking to you is just very fun and interesting — and plots that we are both so excited for? I can hardly wait. I’m so excited to speak to you more and (pfft more importantly) plot with you! invixs: i just really love how we’re clicked so well as friends, over fluff and angst, and just mutually love the development between our characters. You are the spark to my flame, and I hope that one day I can be that for you too (all the hearts for you my sunflower).  leaderxfthepack: your tags are freaking heartbreaking, my tags are sometimes heartbreaking, we’re a perfect match. we are about to bring pain to all of our followers and i shake in the excitement of pain and agony in my heart. also teachers unite motherhuggers! ofredlocks: jAYE MY GIRL. you are one of my favorite lydias — writing with you is both amazing and breathtaking. off the dash, you’re even cooler. torturing your sister about tfios, a+ friend material right there. i hope we stay friends for a long, long while. (i’ll say okay because always is dead) shroudedxheart: k as if i could ever get tired of you. i remember being like ‘hot damn this stiles’ when i was looking for blogs to follow, but i was like what if they don’t rp with other stiles oh gosh but i really loved these threads and the writing i can’t. so i bookmarked it and never expected you to come into my askbox. but i’m so happy you did! i hope to get to know you better and sing you to sleep more often. 

the super cute cupcakes ;;

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the afternote ;;

If you’re not on this list — don’t feel bad about your blog / rp-ing skills / anything else. You are amazing in your own ways, and I am the one missing out because I don’t know you yet! So come talk to me!

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Prince William is just like any other big brother teasing the little.

OMG

I can just see him shouting, “LONG LIVE THE KING” before he shoves William