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I'm only human
or-di-nar-y
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Johnny Greenberg, but most people just call me Greenberg.
[Indie Teen Wolf roleplay blog. None of the gifs or pictures posted are mine unless I state otherwise.]
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“ i guess some kids are just
BORN with tragedy in their blood. ”
indie johnny greenberg
of teen wolf.
loved by J.
#&&. SELF PROMO.#again for those that didn't see already#this blog is archived and you can find me over here now!!
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psa pt 2.
hello friends ! this blog has now been archived.
you can find johnny over here now !
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psa.
just a heads up here guys. i’m planning on archiving this blog because it’s super messy and tumblr is always losing my tags and it’s making me not want to write here. i will be using the same URL and will post a link once my new blog is made. i will be keeping all ACTIVE threads unless you tell me you don’t want to continue them any longer.
#&&. THE ANGST QUEEN STRIKES AGAIN. ( ooc )#you're under no obligation to refollow me but#just a heads up ok
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we got some muse back y’all. i’m very sorry for being gone so long omfg. i’m tryna do some things tonight but it’s more likely to be tomorrow evening
#&&. THE ANGST QUEEN STRIKES AGAIN. ( ooc )#also tumblr lost all my tags again#fourth time#can u delete the useless tags or no
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@mieczyslxw / single dad.
he had just wrapped up his final show of the week and he had made sure that it was a relatively early ending to ensure that his boy would be able to come backstage to watch him sing, just like he had been begging for weeks now.
there’s a big smile on his face as he walks through to backstage and area and it only grows as his son comes running up to him with a glowstick someone had kindly handed over to him. “ hey bud ! did you have fun watching me sing up there huh ? did you see all those people ? ” he crouches down, holding his arms out for his boy to run into. he presses a kiss to his cheek, looking around at those that had hung about, nodding and waving at his manager.
a moment later he makes eye contact with someone speaking to security and his eyebrows raise, lips parting. “ hey pal, i’m gonna pop you down but keep hold of daddy’s hand okay ? ” once joshua had nodded he sets the boy on his feet, walking as fast as they both could to the man trying to get past his security. “ stiles ? is that you ? ” he blinks a few times before placing a hand on the security’s arm with a nod. “ he’s alright pete i know him, promise. ”
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I’ll heal, he insists, as if that made it better he was hurt to begin with. As if it was on any level okay for what happened to have happened. Knowing Johnny though, Stiles wonders if he really did feel that way. He hurt, but as he goes on trying to comfort the same person he was pleading with earlier Stiles can’t help but wonder.
His persistent habit of pushing his own problems aside was familiar. When he’s tired, when he’s bruised, Johnny never rats anyone out even to Stiles if he dares ask. Never complains. Only worries. He never would have expected such a mindset to spread this far. Not for the first time, he wonders what or who made him this way, but it’s in that moment the darker side of their current reality comes creeping back in; the feeling of a cold hand settles on his opposite shoulder. So familiar now Stiles only barely flinches with the contact, if it even counted as such when the being putting it there was in his head, evident as it whispers to him how they could find out and kill the culprit if he wanted. It’s a taunt more than a real promise. It still makes Stiles’ skin crawl.
And Johnny was trying so hard to be positive for him. So desperate for something to come out of this but it wasn’t even over yet. Stiles wonders which was crueler, to let him run with those thoughts or to shut it down now before he truly got his hopes up. “I’m sorry… Fuck! I’m sorry. You shouldn’t be involved in this… You shouldn’t have been there. If I just told someone… He’s still here. Right here. And he’s- it’s unpredictable. It promised me time, and it hasn’t broken a promise yet, but it’s still a fox so… I just need you to leave if it takes over again. If I tell you to- you have to go. I don’t think either of us want to be alone right now so that’s…That’s my condition.”
he’s aware that stiles might of been expecting a different reaction from him, though he’s not entirely sure what. he wasn’t now suddenly afraid of stiles, no he knew that the man sitting beside him had nothing to do with the pain he was currently feeling. though he knows his pain would be nothing compared to what stiles must be feeling, even if it wasn’t physical. the thing inside stiles had chosen him for a reason, and that was to get to stiles. to make some kind of point.
he wonders for a moment if it’s still in stiles’ head, whispering poisonous words to him. just because it had promised time, doesn’t mean he’d leave them completely alone. when stiles speaks, it almost makes him jump he’d been so consumed in his own thoughts.
“ it’s okay stiles. you don’t need to apologise. stop dwelling on what you could of done okay ? what happened, happened. it was bad, but we’ll get through it. ” the words are muttered in a reassuring tone, his fingers moving gently over stiles’ arm. “ if you tell me to leave, i’ll go. i promise. ” and he’d stick to his word. he didn’t break promises, as much as it would kill him to leave stiles alone with it, he’d do it. he’d do anything for the man sitting beside him.
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“do you like boys or girls?” yes.
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so i have my background for single dad johnny. if y’all ever want to plot in that verse just send me a message ! i’ll eventually get a verses page up and running...
#&&. THE ANGST QUEEN STRIKES AGAIN. ( ooc )#we love single dad aus ok#and it fits perfectly with johnny backstory#so#hit me up if this is something you might want!!
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yes i know i said i was going to bed but im watching s.ex education on my phone and D A M N. i just wanna say i STAN maeve wiley so hard ok
#&&. THE ANGST QUEEN STRIKES AGAIN. ( ooc )#i love how british this show is as well#also theres about a 60% chance that i might start writing maeve so like#idk if shes someone you'd interact with like lemme know i guess
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“ there are things i just can’t explain. ”
MEME; BITTERSWEET SYMPHONY – ACCEPTING.
“ right. of course. always the mysterious boy, right ? ” he presses his lips together to hold back a sigh, one hand lifting to run through his hair. “ what exactly am i supposed to say to that hardin ? do you expect me to just accept that and move on ? everyone has secrets but i thought – i thought we were better than this. ” his fingers curl and uncurl at his sides, shaking his head. “ clearly i’m an idiot for thinking so. ”
#&&. ANSWERED.#no i don't know why hes upset but#here we are#soft angst ok#it's my fav#brodinglies#&&. answered.
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* whispers * all of you liking my boy being a a father ... come at me ... if you want to ...
my disco is soft ghoul#4503 if you ever wanna plot ...
#&&. THE ANGST QUEEN STRIKES AGAIN. ( ooc )#im open to all scenarios#like#it's gonna be in his future verse though thats the only thing#BUT IF YOU WANNA#COME PLOT#im not making you obviously but#I NEED THIS IN MY LIFE
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bittersweet sentences.
“ is it wrong if i still like you? ”
“ i know what you said, but i’m still where we left off. ”
“ not a day goes by without me thinking about us. ”
“ what we had were special. i can’t let that go. ”
“ do you think there’s still a chance for us? ”
“ would you do it all again if you had the chance? ”
“ what made you leave ? ”
“ why did you stop loving me? ”
“ i don’t miss you, i miss what we had. ”
“ there are things i just can’t explain. ”
“ there are so many things i’d do for just one more night with you. ”
“ i have no idea what it meant to you, but to me it meant the whole world. ”
“ i wake up and i realize you’re not there. ”
“ how long is going to take for you to get off my mind? ”
“ even you’re my biggest ‘what if’. what if… ”
“ i guess i just never figured you out. ”
“ it’s what you do though, isn’t it? you leave people. ”
“ i’m fine without you, but i’m not doing well. ”
“ my life went to hell after you left. ”
“ with you had something at least. now i have nothing. ”
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johnny around children is the cutest damn thing in the entire world ok ? i need more of it. like maybe i’ll give him a single dad verse ? equally if YOU have a single parent verse come at me
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mieczyslxw:
The shop was quant. Clean and well organized, it wasn’t a massive space but enough that on the floor above it was both the living room and kitchen of Stiles’ home. It was an old building, but Stiles kept it well taken care of since his purchase. The sigils and protective marks underneath the paint of the space probably helped though.
Stiles did his best to keep everything a practical witch could want stocked on the shelves; from non-native herbs he had to grow on the roof to books for the aspiring witch to start spell-keeping to crystals and candles and cauldrons. Stiles had it all, and a few more valuable items in the back or behind the counter doubling as a space for the register.
In the back is where he’s lurking when Johnny enters, where he does most of his custom spell and potion crafting. At the sound of the little bell on the door, the witch opens the back door just enough to poke his head out and see who it was- much to his delight. “One sec!” He calls out, quickly retreating again.
In the following moments he whirls around the room, grabbing a towel for his dirt covered hands and putting a cover over his current project, all the while his son ignores him in favor of the puzzle he was working on at his own little table. “Mateusz, come on,” he says with a nod of his head towards the door, bringing the boy from his own bubble of focus. “My friend is here, the one I told you about yesterday?” And that is all it takes for the boy’s face to light up and spring to his feet. He doesn’t wait for Stiles, instead bounding over to the door and running out himself, though his father was close behind, chuckling softly at the excitement.
As they step out into the shop, he greets Johnny with a grin as the child skids to a stop in front of him and holds his hand up to shake. Polite when he tries to be, at least, smiling up at him with a face like his father’s at his age. Matty had his mother’s ears and nose, and a bit more of her temperament, luckily, but otherwise he could pass for a clone. “Matty, this is Johnny, Johnny this is Matty.”
he’s preoccupied with looking around the space, taking in all the items for sale, fingers skimming over the shelves. he still wasn’t surprised that things like this were needed by people considering what he’d seen before just in beacon hills. but it was odd to see with his own eyes nonetheless.
he turns at stiles’ voice, smiling as he waits. his face breaks into a grin as he watches matty come bounding over. he chuckles softly as he reaches down to gently shake matty’s hand, arching an eyebrow. “ why hello matty. ” he looks up to stiles for a moment before focusing back on the child before him. “ has your dad ever told you that you look exactly like him when he was a child ? ” he pauses a moment before dropping his voice to a stage whisper. “ though you definitely have better hair. but shhh don’t tell him i told you. ”
he chuckles, crouching down to matty’s level. “ so how’s your day going kid ? what do you do whilst papa’s working ? ” he rests his forearms on his knees, giving his almost full attention to stiles’ kid, though he does arch an eyebrow and grin up to stiles.
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beau mircho.ff doing a tango on good trouble is ... legit my sexuality jesus christ.
#&&. THE ANGST QUEEN STRIKES AGAIN. ( ooc )#AND I CAN'T EVEN WATCH THE SHOW#BECAUSE HULU WON'T LET ME
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“Herbs and favors. It’s a magic shop, but not the party trick kind. It’s a- kind of a long story, that I will tell you when you come by.” It catches him off guard how Johnny’s smile still strikes him. Even after all this time, the distance, the other love come and gone, and so much they may not know about each other anymore- his smile is downright heartwarming, and only more so as it’s accompanied by the other’s agreement. “I need to get the kid from my dad and get the groceries home, now that I think about it, but seriously come by whenever you’re free. If the front’s not open there’s a buzzer around back, but it’s usually open since I’m basically working at home.”
It feels strange saying goodbye now. Walking away from someone that was once so valued in his life. One of the few people he didn’t feel he lost back then, left behind not in betrayal or anger but simply necessity.
It wasn’t that he had been longing for something else when he was with Lucy either. Time didn’t wait. Stiles stopped thinking so much about his life back in Beacon Hills. About his father, and about Johnny. He had no choice but to focus on himself or else there was hardly any point to leaving. The love he found was as genuine as the one he had for Johnny, only then she left him and now his old flame was back.
It was a strange position to be in, and as he does turn away Stiles can’t help but look back over his shoulder as he goes. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too long before they reunited again.
“ magic ? huh. okay. ” he’s taken aback but not shocked. he’d encountered the inexplicable before, he knew there were things in the world worse than even he could imagine. so it wasn’t too much of a stretch to think that magic might exist in some form or another outside of fairy tales. “ okay yeah. i uh -- i’m looking forward to it. i’ve still got to grab some things for my dad anyway. but i’ll definitely come by. ”
the smile remains on his face even when they’re saying goodbye. he hates the feeling of watching the other man walk away, but he knew it wasn’t forever this time and so he took comfort in that. it wasn’t like he’d never managed to get over stiles, it was more that he’d never found someone who understood him quite as well. which was probably why his relationships didn’t work out in the long run.
he released a breath, lifting his hand to run through his hair, smiling when he watches stiles look back over his shoulder before shaking his head and making his way into the store.
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the rest of the day after seeing stiles had been tiring to say the least. his father was having a particularly bad episode and it wore him almost to the bone. but it didn’t stop him from thinking about stiles, from searching for his shop after realising he’d forgotten to ask where it was.
he was tired but excited standing in front of the store. his fingers curled and uncurled at his sides before he shook them out and shook his head at himself. this was silly, he had nothing to be nervous about, right ? he blew out a breath before opening the door and stepping inside, his gaze flickering around the space as he walked further in. “ stiles ? ”
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