#╳┊ v1 a3. — post canon

[promsurvived]

“     wait     !     please—     i’m     sorry     ,     just—     wait.     ”     ok     but     sue     finding     out     abt     bear's     powers

soft     sentence     starters     :     accepting     :     @namedbear

bear had become like her rock ever since prom. he’d been the first - and only - person to really truly believe her, never questioning what she saw at all. he’d been so genuine, so sure that she saw what she said she did. and maybe sue had clung to that fact a little too much, had tried her absolute hardest to keep him around just to make herself feel better, but it wasn’t as if he’d been complaining. things were going good.

but then they were in danger. some guys had come at them, more specifically at bear. it was clearly violent, she’d been expecting him to defend himself, but she hadn’t been expecting that. the moment it happens she freezes, mind immediately going back to carrie. to prom. to tommy. chris. norma. billy. ms gardner. mr stevens. everyone. 

he steps towards her and it makes her take a few steps back. he’s trying, he is, but she can’t help it. she’s terrified. the last person who could do that had killed almost everyone sue knew, had torn her entire life apart in a heartbeat. he’d comforted her, he’d made her feel less insane. this was why he believed her. head shakes as she takes another step back, body trembling. “you’re like her.” doesn’t say the name, he knows who she means. saying the name would just make her break down even more.

[sunnaes]

“     𝐢     𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭     𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝     𝐚     𝐡𝐮𝐠.     ”

𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝     &     𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝     𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜     :     𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜     :     @gracesmuses

things are bad. beyond bad. to call it a mess would be, quite frankly, a gross understatement. kevin was fucking gone. just like that. one bad night, one night of not paying attention, and it had all fallen apart. in a few short moments nick’s entire world had collapsed, no doubt satomi’s had fallen apart too. kevin, as much of a mess as he was, had been the glue in a lot of peoples lives, even with the way he’d changed since everything happened. it had been a few days since it happened, the first time nick had seen just about anyone.

he’s never been overly affectionate with anyone, but especially not her. they’d never been the best of friends, he’s pretty sure they only tolerated each other as much as they did because of kevin. and yet, at her words, he’s quick to wrap his arms around her, pull her in close. not that he’d admit it, but he’d needed a hug too. he’s good at showing apathy, had always had an outwardly apathetic look to avoid pain, but there was no hope of that now. pain was obvious, there was no hiding that.

[seldomwrote]

“you shouldn't be here.” @saetomi​

he’s heard that plenty of times before. tends to run off a lot, show up places that he has no reason to be. today it’s satomi’s house. he knows she’s the only one home, at least he’s pretty sure she is. he’d watched for a little while, the house seemed dead. he hoped she was. though, when she answers the door it’s not exactly the response he expects. maybe she isn’t alone. there’s a hesitance, unsure of what to do now. maybe he should just leave, but his feet don’t move. “do you... know where kevin might be? he got drunk and disappeared again.” that’s nothing new as of late, though. “he wasn’t at the cemetery, so i thought maybe... i don’t know. maybe you guys made up or something.”

[jocksaved]

“you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” - @saetomi.

meme / accepting

you’re  shocked  she  hasn’t  left  yet.  she  has  no  connection  to  mckinley,  none  other  than  you  at  least,  and  if  you’d  been  in  her  position  you  would’ve  left  the  minute  people  had  started  dying.  it  would’ve  been  selfish,  but  knowing  what  she  knows  and  having  to  deal  with  it  again  would  be  impossible.  after  all,  you’ve  only  dealt  with  it  once  and  look  at  you.  drunk,  high,  yet  still  far  too  aware  of  everything  that  happened.  seems  not  much  will  take  it  off  your  mind  these  days.  you  don’t  even  know  who  called  her,  just  know  that  one  minute  you’d  been  standing  on  some  kids  roof  and  the  next  you  were  being  dragged  out  the  door  by  someone  much  smaller  than  you.  you  hadn’t  even  noticed  it  was  satomi  until  she’d  shoved  you  into  her  all  too  familiar  car,  started  lecturing  you  on  why  what  you  were  doing  was  stupid.  as  if  you  didn’t  already  know  that.

“  we  both  know  i’ll  be  fine.  ”  slurred  out,  but  is  that  true?  even  if  death  isn’t  trying  to  kill  you  right  now,  you  seem  to  be  trying  to  kill  you.  “  death  skipped  us,  it  doesn’t  want  me.  believe  me,  i've  tried.  ”

[addicthe]

...𝐈'𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘.

@saetomi / random sentence prompts.

“you’re--” you try not to be too mad, try to stay calm. you don’t want to be the bad guy here, but holy shit. she really let this happen. “i just don’t understand why you took him out of town in the first place. what could that possibly fucking accomplish? other than this, obviously.” it’s not really her you’re mad at, you know that, but kevin going off on his own means there’s almost no chance he’ll be found unless he wants to be found. you did tell him to never come back, but you hadn’t meant it. not really. “and leaving him alone? even for a second? i mean you know what he’s like.”

[angrieve]

two.

[manipulaetive]

@fuckingvictus / lyric starter call / song.

               “I've been around long enough now to know that the good things never last.”

[firstpretty]

𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋.

@secondpretty / relationship lyric starters.

the two of you have always been close, there was always a 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 there, but you never talked about emotions much. on the outside it looked like a 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 friendship, like the two of you were about tanning and being pretty and 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓. no one understood, really, how deep the relationship ran. even more-so now, bonded further by the 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑-𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 experience. or.. the death experience in your case. your heart didn’t stop for long, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏.

“yeah. me neither.” admitted quietly as the two of you sit in 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄-𝐁𝐘-𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 hospital beds. everything was done together, including this. there was no doubt in your mind that the two of you would be 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 now. you always kind of had been, but you know that you’ll both be even clingier now. perhaps even clingy enough to 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 behind your feelings. “i can’t believe this happened 𝐓𝐎 𝐔𝐒.”

[theirguilt]

did i rewatch tcm3d for this? no i didn’t i just vibe

[ohptimistics]

@saetomi / sc.

“things have been weird ever since nick got.. you know, beat up.” your father’s out of the house, nick’s only just got out of hospital, kevin’s a mess. everything’s been a mess, so you can’t blame kevin for that. “nick and kev aren’t getting along. i mean.. no one’s really getting along with kev, but you know. it’s just.. tense.” but isn’t it always? hasn’t it always been? and truly, honestly, isn’t it possible that things aren’t all that tense, and instead it’s just you that’s tense? “plus, i found out the whole reason for my hearing being fucked is dad, so that’s... that’s fun. been a really eventful week since we talked last.”

[ohdaeth]

“I didn’t want to upset anyone by being there..” - @saetomi.

FINAL DESTINATION 3 PROMPTS / ACCEPTING.

“he wouldn’t be upset.” but you don’t even know if that’s true. the kevin you knew wouldn’t be upset about her presence, he always liked her. but the kevin you knew isn’t there anymore, and while you know that it’s not your fault you can’t help but think about the way you enabled him. he had to get the drugs somewhere after all, and while you’d prefer it was from you rather than some random dude in an alley. there was no doubting that you’d prefer he just never did drugs at all, but that was a hypocritical thing to wish for. “or maybe he would, i don’t know. i don’t think i know him anymore.” maybe if you’d believed him earlier you could’ve helped him, but you couldn’t have known. it had sounded so insane. “i know he used to like having you around, though. i mean.. i think even fucking kent liked you, which is a pretty big deal since he doesn’t even like me.” said with the slightest of chuckles, but it doesn’t really fix things. there’s no point pretending things are light, not when things have changed so much.

[promsurvived]

❛     do     you     even     know     where     you’re     headed?     ❜

concerned     sentence     prompts     :     accepting     :     @vidael

it feels more like a callout than a question, though sue tries to keep her face looking somewhat unaffected. she has no idea where she’s going, no idea what she’s looking for, just knows that she’s gotta keep going, keep moving. if she stops too long the memories catch up to her, and with the memories comes pain and torment and a harsh dose of reality. she can’t handle that, it’s all too much to even think about. “north. right now at least.” sue knows she’s looking for a more specific answer, but sue doesn’t have a more specific answer.

[sunnaes]

“     𝐡𝐨𝐰     𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠     𝐡𝐚𝐬     𝐢𝐭     𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭     𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧     𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞     𝐲𝐨𝐮     𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭     ?     ”

𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐     𝚏𝚘𝚛     𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗     𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜     :     accepting     :     @gracesmuses

his question is one she doesn’t really want to answer, gaze dropping to avoid his. flashbacks plague her every waking moment, and they only get worse when she’s asleep. the world is harsh now, different, and sleep just hadn’t been her priority. in fact she’s been avoiding it. and maybe that’s bad, maybe the effects would really take a toll on her soon, but for now she’s managing. getting by. as if that was the basis for a healthy lifestyle now. “a couple days.” mumbled, reluctant. she could never lie to kenny, not after everything, but that doesn’t mean she really wants to admit the truth to him either.

[seldomwrote]

“you can't do this to me.” @saetomi​

things have been hard for a while. ever since the tri-centennial things had been different, but it was kevin running away that really changed things. he’d been using her as some form of emotional support, not that either of them were ever really good with emotions, and really he knew that he couldn’t keep this up forever. she’s a teenage girl, after all. she’s got her whole life ahead of her. and maybe it isn’t all that many years between them, but nick’s pretty much sure that he doesn’t have anything too promising in his future. not in mckinley, at least. he has his daughter, but other than her there are very few things in mckinley that brought anything other than pain.

“it’s happening, satomi. i’m leaving.” his words are awfully sure for someone who hasn’t bought a ticket out of mckinley yet. he intends to, he really does. he just keeps telling himself that he has to tell people he’s leaving first. so here he is. “i’ve decided.”

[jocksaved]

Kevins barely healed from the tri-centennial when he first starts turning to drugs. He manages to stay somewhat functional for a few months (though he didn't end up going to college bc he'd never go to uclv without jason and no other college was worth it, he couldnt do his security jobs either bc of his injuries), but about two months after the tri-centennial is when he gets really bad. He uses A Lot more and ends up addicted. He accidentally overdoses and while it doesnt kill him it does mean that his parents find out about his drug problem. His dad kicks him out of the house and kevins too prideful to go to his friends (and at this point either his friends are dead or hes pushed them away) so he lives on the streets, which in turn makes the drug stuff worse.

[addicthe]

𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓, 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓, 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄… 𝐈’𝐌 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇.

@gothdied / outer banks prompts.

“    i’m    𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘.    ”    voice    is    quiet    ,    strained.    you’ve    been    in    pain    non-stop    since    the    fight    ,    never    a    moment    of    𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄.    it    had    been    bad    ,    and    while    you    still    aren’t    willing    to    press    charges    or    admit    to    it    being    𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄    ,    you    have    to    admit    that    he    could’ve    𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃    𝐘𝐎𝐔.    the    throbbing    pain    still    residing    in    your    head    tells    you    that    he    probably     𝐆𝐎𝐓    𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄.    you    don't    think    any    bones    𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄    ,    but    that's    just    luck.    torso    littered    in    𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒    ,    breathing    a    painful    experience.    everything    about    it    had    been    𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐘    𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄    ,    and    you    had    no    doubt    the    weeks    it’d    take    to    heal    would    be    𝐍𝐎    𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓.

but    the    worst    part    was    𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘    that    ian    got    hurt.    not    as    bad    as    you    ,    not    even    𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄    ,    but    still    bad.    he’d    tried    to    jump    in    ,    tried    to    𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏    𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓.    it    was    admirable    ,    undoubtedly    ,    but    it    was    also    𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃.    it    hadn’t    taken    much    for    kent    to    knock    ian    𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍    ,    and    if    he’d    had    it    his    way    he    could’ve    taken    it    out    on    ian    𝐅𝐀𝐑    𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄    than    he    did.    but    ,    ever    the    hero    ,    you’d    (    𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘    )    managed    to    force    yourself    to    your    knees    ,    slow    and    𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆    and    in    pain    ,    and    you’d    grabbed    him    with    𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓    𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇    𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄    that    he’d    felt    it    ,    just    enough    for    him    to    𝐋𝐄𝐓    𝐆𝐎    𝐎𝐅    𝐈𝐀𝐍    and    return    to    you.    but    those    seconds    ,    perhaps    even    𝐀    𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄    ,    where    kent    had    been    on    top    of    ian    had    been    𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆.    you    can    see    it    in    his    eyes    ,    hear    it    𝐈𝐍    𝐇𝐈𝐒    𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄.    his    words    aren’t    surprising    ,    you    know    as    well    as    anyone    how    𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆    it    can    be    to    have    kent    attack    ,    but    it    makes    you    𝐒𝐀𝐃.    sad    that    he’d    been    in    that    position    ,    sad    that    he’d    felt    𝐓𝐇𝐄    𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃    to    jump    in    for    you.    it    was    nice    ,    𝐈𝐓    𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐓    𝐀    𝐋𝐎𝐓    ,    but    you    cared    about    ians    safety    𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄    𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍    𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑    𝐎𝐖𝐍.

one    eye    𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍    𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓    ,    your    other    eye    fluttering    between    being    closed    and    being    forced    to    look    at    the    𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇    white    light    of    the    hospital    room.    everyone    who    visits    has    wanted    you    to    keep    the    eye    𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍    ,    terrified    you’ll    pass    out    and    𝐍𝐎𝐓    𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄    𝐔𝐏.    its    a    valid    concern    ,    really    ,    and    you’re    sure    ian    shares    the    𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓    ,    but    at    the    end    of    the    day    you’re    exhausted    and    you’re    𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄.    the    fluorescent    lights    don’t    exactly    make    your    head    hurt    any    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒.    hand    gently    ,    𝐒��𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐘    reaches    out    for    his    ,    but    you’re    not    exactly    strong    and    your    hand    𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘    moves    an    inch    and    if    he    hadn’t    been    watching    your    hand    then    he’d    probably    have    𝐍𝐎    𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀    it    even    moved.    so    instead    you    settle    for    the    weight    of    your    head    falling    𝐀𝐋𝐋    𝐓𝐎    𝐎𝐍𝐄    𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄    ,    head    now    actually    facing    his    direction    ,    suddenly    a    little    easier    to    𝐒𝐄𝐄    𝐇𝐈𝐌.    with    all    the    bruising    you    𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓    wish    you    𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓    see    him.    “    you    …..    you    𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓    have    …    gotten    involved.    ”    though,    the    brief    moment    where    kent    was    off    you    had    been    unbelievably    𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐃    ,    had    probably    been    enough    to    give    you    some    𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄    ,    to    kick    the    others    into    gear.    even    if    kent    did    end    up    𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊    𝐎𝐍    𝐘𝐎𝐔    a    moment    later.    “    you’re    …    all    𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓    …    ”    though,    coming    from    you    ??    worry    about    ians    bruises    was    almost    𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄.    but    you    always    did    have    a    tendency    to    worry    about    𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒    more    than    yourself.    “    should’ve    …    𝐋𝐄𝐓    𝐇𝐈𝐌    …    ”