Jason Sloan

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀he was full of some ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀strange energy that ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀morning . his every ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀movement had ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀purpose and life . ⠀twitter.com/i/events/15677…

@StoicTyrant — “ whiskey , i'm a creature of habit after all . believe it is my turn to pay for drinks , so ; get whatever you like . ”

@StoicTyrant “ i'm a surgeon . ” he teased in return , being an overachiever comes with the territory after all . the half hug is returned , a light smile sent her way when parted . “ sorry i didn't keep in touch much , you were missed too . ” —

📲 : @secundofIIio 💬 : i miss you . 💬 : call me whenever you are able ? 💬 : or text . or send a pigeon . monthly signs of life are required .

had someone followed the surgeon out of those doors, had he been so careless to not have noticed.ᐣ

sixteen year old boy, not the man closer to middle age.. no, a boy filled with pain.. anguish. maybe he hadn't pushed past it, hadn't buried the past as he wished he did. so lost within these thoughts that.. the sound of footsteps did not reach his ears.

( note ; this set of text can be used as a starter or a solo piece. details needn't match. ) tws ; mentioned past trauma, alluding to sa, childhood abuse, suicidal ideation, alcohol and things of that nature. jason has always hated playing a role, the facade that comes with

why must she torture him — ? ( is he being dramatic about this, yes. )

@SIFASENTIRE .

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@StoicTyrant — he had been . . getting a little better with accepting touch . especially from those he trusts . “ it's good to see you , how was your trip ? y'know , outside of the . . chaos of it all . ”

@StoicTyrant a soft chuckle falls from his lips , he moves to get up from his seat , it was good to see her . “ you know me , can't let you win at everything . ” a hand moves to rest over her own , a sign that it was alright —

jason isn't the biggest user of social media, but he always comments on nics posts, at least the ones he is included in. can't believe i'm so damn lucky, i love you 💕

a familiar voice, causes him to turn his attention, approaching. “ you know me, surviving. how about you? staying out of trouble i hope. ”

oh god... burn em with fire.. he has no idea who that man is.

hmm.. does he? he'd say nowhere near enough. all he has to do is sink one or more.. no pressure, huh?