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Sansa Stark [Modern AU] ([personal profile] winterxdove) wrote2019-02-23 12:00 am

Open RP


[Open post for PSLs, random crack tags, plotted tags, unplotted tags, and tfln overflow.
Basically the w/e RP post.]

neverlooksaway: (Downcast)

[personal profile] neverlooksaway 2019-03-10 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Michael frowns a little, trying to think how to explain without giving away secrets and without lying. The stars certainly didn't have any more answers than they ever had before.

"He left a couple of weeks ago," he said, after a moment. "And there's not been anyone I can talk to about him, at all, ever. I mean, my family doesn't know that I...I don't even have a word for it. They've only ever seen me with girls; didn't know about him, that he and I ever were a thing. And I...I thought maybe we could tell my sister. He...did not react well to the suggestions. He's been out for over ten years, so that wasn't it. It was just...me, I guess. And, then, he got pissed about one of my side hustles, where I'm just trying to get by, y'know. And ended it over that. So, the actual secret I was keeping from him, the thing about me I've never told him, wasn't even a factor, 'cause he doesn't know there's anything I haven't told him. And, technically, my brother doesn't know what my sister and I have kept from him, and my sister doesn't know what my brother and I have been keeping from her, and neither of them know that I've been in love with someone who doesn't think I'm good enough for him for ten years, who...used to think I was, but things went bad, then, too."

He rubs a hand over his face. "....that probably doesn't clear up that much, huh?"
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[personal profile] neverlooksaway 2019-03-10 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I think he felt bad about it, later," he said, grudgingly, taking another swig of the Jack, then setting it down. "But he's walked away twice, y'know? And I don't even understand why I can't do the same...whole thing screws me up."

That he was even admitting to her the ex who'd walked away was a guy was a step, honestly. He'd been ready to tell Isobel, ready to tell anyone, while Alex was there, but when Alex wasn't there, it was far easier to retreat back to the safety of flirting and more with pretty girls. He knew bisexuals existed, in theory, but he'd never met anyone who identified that way--at least not another guy, so his conceptual map of what this looked like was a bit skewed, too.

"I like to think I wouldn't let him pull me back in, and maybe I shouldn't, if I can't be totally honest with him, too."

He glanced over at her. "You're right. I'm tired of the secrets. I just...I'm afraid telling them wouldn't leach the poison so much as destroy us, and...they're all I've got." His gaze turned a bit skeptical. "You sure you really wanna hear all this?" Telling someone, anyone, even if he couldn't go into the details, was both a terrifying and liberating idea.
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[personal profile] neverlooksaway 2019-03-10 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, lay it on me," he returned with a wry smile. "I shouldn't want him back. I shouldn't want someone who's ready to believe the worst of me when I..." He looked down at his left hand scarred and little finger unable to fully straighten even ten years later. "We're both broken. I liked to think maybe we could help each other heal, but I think that's just some fairytale bullshit, now."

Because he wasn't the guy who got the happy ending. Nothing had ever worked out for him, and everything that gave a promise of hope was snatched away the second he reached for it. A safe home. College. Alex.

He took the bottle back, taking a much longer swallow. "When we were kids, a lot of...traumatic shit went down. One particular piece of it left Isobel scarred." Not just Isobel, but. "She sometimes gets these blackouts, where she loses time, wakes up in places she doesn't remember going, does stuff she doesn't remember doing. It went away for a while, but flared up near graduation. During one blackout, she did something...really bad. And when she woke up, she was horrified and terrified, and falling apart, and so...I told her I did it." He took another drink. "I told her I messed up, and she stepped right in to 'help' me. Max and I swore we'd never tell her, because she's already so...fragile. I don't know what knowing would do to her. Better she thinks it was me."

Another drink. "But it wrecked all of us, and Max was ready to do something that could have gotten us all hurt even worse. There was this girl...and he was going to tell her stuff we'd promised never to tell anyone. So...Isobel and I decided she needed to go, and Iz made her leave. Convinced her to head off to college early. We thought Max just had a crush, but, now it turns out he's always been crazy in love with her, so...it's possible in trying to help, we ruined his life." And a fourth long drink. "We tell him that, and he'll never forgive us."

He snorted softly. "Gotta tell you - makes me wonder what secret the two of them are keeping from me."
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[personal profile] neverlooksaway 2019-03-12 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't protest her assessment of the state of his heart, lips quirking in a self-deprecating smile as he leans back against that shoulder brush a bit. He isolates himself so much from everyone except Isobel, no ties except them, after Alex went to war. Hooking up with tourists took care of some needs, sure, but didn't do much for aching loneliness. "Not gonna deny it. Been hung up on him for a decade, and, yeah. Maybe I do wish it would work, but. He's walked away twice now. I don't think he wants the same thing."

Which meant, maybe, he needs to move on. But kinda hard to do when he's stuck here and has nowhere else to go. Isobel and Max's lives are here, and striking out on his own...doesn't hold a lot of appeal anymore.

"I think we should tell her," he says after a moment. "I told Max, but. He's not having it. And I feel too bad about what we did to defy him like that. I mean, you're not wrong. I just don't know if I can make that call on my own."

He hopes Max will forgive them, if he ever finds out, but he doesn't have a whole lot of faith in that right now, sad as it is. His smile flashes at her again, just as wry. "It does, doesn't it? But if there aren't others, that ends up making me the guy holding all the secrets and that's not all that comfortable, either. I'm just...so tired, y'know?"