#and they sure as hell don't need ro die or anything

[theflowerofthecommonwealth]

Power Armor Punch Part Fifty Nine

Masterlist

(Trigger Warning for suicide attempt and severe self harm)

Lucille: I killed so many innocent people-! *the left side of her vision fills with a damage warning*

Nick: *sees the warning too, reaching out for him to stop* Gardio, stop-!

Lucille: *suddenly a sharp pain shoot through her shoulder as her arm is pulled apart and wires yanked out of their spots, soldered or not. Winces and screams, stumbling forward then breaking into a sprint*

Gardio: *covers his mouth in shock at the severed limb before pursuing her again, tears rushing along his face at what he's just done* Lucille-!

Ma: (Gasps in alarm at this, clutching her gun to her chest. She gives a quick glance at Nick before also going after the young woman who’s now down an arm and probably defenseless in her mental state)

Jasmine: (Keeps the shard in her side, blinking off with a thousand yard stare as everything bottled up in her mind jumps out to attack her in droves)

Donovan: (Still trying to find the right moment to cross the room and take the gun away from the girl, but she’s so sharp that he can’t move much) “Rosalinda, can you tell me what you want and or need? Anything at all. Even if it sounds impossible to achieve, we can work on inching towards it together.”

Jasmine: (Wants to die first off, but she’s sure that’s not what Donny means… Maybe she wants to get through ONE day without thinking about or doing anything terrible or saddening, along with sleeping throughout the night without a single nightmare. Just a normal, stress free day for once, maybe a happy filled one if she can be that lucky. But first she’ll have to deserve it, and she never will. This living hell is her well earned consequence for her actions)

Donovan: (Desperately) “Ro-Ro, please. Give me something to work with here…”

Jasmine: (Growls lowly, closing her eyes while more tears spill down her face)

Nick: *frowns. He doesn't know what's gotten into the woman*

Gardio: *running as fast as he can* Lucille, please don't do this!!

Lucille: *making serpentine movements. Wants to get lost in the fog and never be found*

Gardio: *won't let her*

Teshteal: *waited for a moment but decides to get up* I think they're going to need my nose. Lucille's making a run for it for some reason. *runs out the door and starts sniffing for Lucille and the others*

Joyce: (Reaches out to her boyfriend as he scurries out of the room, then draws back her hand, realizing that she’s now alone in the house at night. She slowly looks around the empty air with wide eyes) “Oh god…” (Reminds herself that Donny said that there was nothing lurking outside, yet she’s still frightened. She strains her ears for the sound of a boat approaching, holding her breath)

Pirate: (At the bottom of the makeshift elevator to the lighthouse, whining up towards the top)

Donovan: (Backs up at the growling. He’s walking on eggshells here) “Okay then… How about we both sit down on the sofa and take a breather for a moment, or maybe just you while I stand here. You’re looking a little green around the gills…” (Not to mention covered in cuts and blood) “I don’t want you to faint…”

Jasmine: (Stamps her feet and shakes her head, putting the arm that has the shard around her waist while letting the glass dig into the skin of her lower waist)

Donovan: (Realizes that Jazzy is probably feeling exposed and freezing right now due to not having much on. He wishes he had his coat to give her, or anything at all) “Are you cold? We are high up and it’s breezy in here. I’d go fetch you a jacket but I can’t leave you alone…” (Holds out his hand in a offering for her to take it)

Jasmine: (Hisses presses her back further into the wall, tightening her grip on the gun to the point her entire arm shakes)

Donovan: (Puts up his hands again, showing a bit of fear on his face) “I’m not your challenger or opponent, Rosie. I just want to get you to safety first, then I can help you work through whatever is going on inside your head.”

Gardio: *still chasing after his daughter, but he's starting to lose sight of her* No, no, no, no-! Lucille!

Nick: *listening for gun shots at this point*

Teshteal: *gets close enough to the group in a matter of moments* I'm tracking her.

Gardio: *realieved look* Good man. *nods*

Lucille: *trips and falls on her face, sending Kellogg's gun flying* N-no. I have to finish it- *struggles to get up. Winces and realizes she twisted her ankle. She starts to cry in frustration*

Ma: (Stopped to take care of some wolves that came over, shooting them and bashing them with the fury of a mother protecting her child)

Joyce: (Stands and starts slowly moving through the house as her heart pounds, creeping up the stairway)

Donovan: (Remembers how the girl cried out for her father after she got banged up the the trappers and how she’s been clinging to him ever since) “…Would you like to go down together so you can be with Detective Valentine? He seems to care about you dearly, he’s been by your side since he got back.”

Jasmine: (Sniffles, her eyes glimmering slightly at the mention of her Dad)

Donovan: (Notices that the mention of Nick brings little Rosie back into the sunlight and so he continues) “You really like him, don’t you? He seems like a good principled man, and a loving father to you.”

Jasmine: (Nods a little, suddenly feeling guilt claw at her chest when she thinks of all the trouble Nick has gone through to keep her alive and healthy, how heartbroken he gets when he sees his daughter destroy herself)

Donovan: (Holds both of his arms out to her, watching with concern as she starts trembling like a leaf in a raging storm)

Jasmine: (Feels so undeserving of the tender love and kindness Nick gives her, all she’s done is scream and cry to him. Maybe in the long run her being gone will make room for someone else to take her place, someone who deserves a father as generous as Nick)

Teshteal: *sniffs the air and darts to Lucille* Found her!

Gardio: Thank god!

Lucille: *trying to scramble for the gun* Just let me die!!

Nick: *kicks the gun away* No can do, doll.

Gardio: *sits and pulls her into his lap*

Lucille: Please-!! *having one hell of a mental break. She's squirming and fighting her father*

Gardio: Why do you want to die so badly?!

Lucille: The world would be so much better without me in it to fxck it up!!

Nick: Lucille that's a load of shxt and you know it. You know where I'd be right now if it weren't for you? Vault 114, as the world's most bullet riddled coat rack, that's where! The whole Commonwealth would be living under the Institute thumb without ya. You've made this place better. Not worse.

Lucille: *tears up* But all the people I went through to do those things- they had families!

Nick: *sighs* They did... but I've rarely seen you murder a man in cold blood, if at all. It's always been self defense.

Lucille: *knows that isn't true. The Prydwen wasn't self defense. Everyone there were merely defending themselves* Please... just let this failure die...

Gardio: *holding her tightly as she struggles* You're not a failure. *tearing up again* Please, stop calling yourself that... *looks up to Ma for help briefly before kissing his daughter's hair frantically*

Ma: (Shrugs off her jacket and slings her shotgun on her back, kneeling down beside the two. She drapes it around Lucille before gently holding her from behind so it’s harder for her to struggle) “Sshhhh, baby. Sshhh….”

Donovan: (Smiles at her despite the fear boiling inside his chest) “I sure your mom would’ve loved him too. She would’ve loved that such a kind man was taking care of her wild baby girl.”

Jasmine: (Swallows a lump in her throat with a strained cry, her knees getting even weaker. He’s right, Mamá would’ve adored Nick if she could’ve met him… But what if Nick is next on the chopping block for her terrible curse? She’s already straining the poor old detective to his limits just as she did to her mother and aunt)

Donovan: (Knows that Jas can play tough girl and warrior face all she wants, but at the end of the day she still just wants to snuggle her parent for comfort when things get rough. She can’t resist that feeling no matter how much sass or aggressive hisses she throws at people)

Jasmine: (Slumps against the wall so she’s partly doubled over, still holding the gun to her head but she’s aimed it away from her mouth. He fingers are getting heavier over the trigger)

Donovan: (Takes another chance at trying to approach)

Jasmine: (Weakly) “Stay away from me! You cannot be close…” (Starts to sob again) “Do not be close to me, please…”

Teshteal: I'm going to head back. I left Joyce alone and I'm sure she's freaking out. *scampers off. He doesn't mention the scent of blood because Nick has a hand in this situation. Hopes Jas isn't dead*

Gardio: You got a law degree before the war. That wasn't an easy task! You helped people! That is the exact opposite of a failure!

Nick: Vault 88 would be just a pit in the ground with a messed up mad lady as overseer without you! God- Curie- she'd still be stuck in 81 all alone. What would your wife do if you suddenly vanished, Luce? *kneels. Softly, worried for his friend* What about your kid? He'll miss you something fierce. Geneveve, too. She'd never exist without you now she's singing in Goodneighbor.

Lucille: *freezes when she hears Curie's name then resumes struggling knowing they have safe lives ahead of them* They'd be fine-!

Gardio: *shakes his head fiercely, remembering losing his wife* No- Not Curie. Remember how it felt when you lost Nate? The pain? The overwhelming grief? I don't know who Curie is but do you really want to put her through that same hell?

Lucille: *clarity hits her at the mention of Nate and compares it to what her wife would go through... guilt washes over her face but not for the atrocities she assumes she's committed*

Nick: *nods* She needs you, Luce. You don't want to let her down by pulling the trigger, right?

Lucille: *nods, holding back tears*

Nick: Then, chin up. *smiles reassuringly* I know the night just got darker, but it won't last forever.

Lucille: *sniffs* You've said that before...

Nick: And I'll say it again. As many times as you need.

Lucille: *just starts crying. Not even fighting anymore. Hearing him reassure her the same way he did right after killing Kellogg and finding out Shaun was in the Institute helps her more than the old synth knows*

Nick: Also you're still the best damn partner I've ever had. Can't let you die on me.

Lucille: *chokes out a laugh between her sobs. She'd smile and laugh at his remark if she wasn't relieving her pent up stress through her tears*

Gardio: *wonders if the worst is over for her. He prays it is...*

Ma: (Gently rubbing Lucille’s back, nodding along with what the two other men are saying)

Donovan: (Sees that he’s losing her again) “Don’t do that... It’s alright that you want comfort, it’s never been a weakness.” (Gives her a nod) “I won’t touch you, but you have to put down the gun, Rosie-Posie.”

Jasmine: (That’s not what she’s thinking at the moment, she doesn’t care how much she’s dressed or how much comfort she wants. She’s a danger to them, to everyone around her. Even if she’s not cursed, she’s sure as hell coded to kill people then spit on their corpses with a sick smile)

Donovan: (All he needs to do is to disarm the unstable girl, then he can carry her back downstairs kicking and screaming if that’s what it takes to bring her to safety. After that he’ll be sure Jas gets cleaned, bandaged, fed, then put back into bed even if she fights him on every turn. He saw that glimmer in her eyes, she’s IN there somewhere, and he’ll wait and care for her for however long it takes to set her free)

Jasmine: (Looks her childhood friend over, once again seeing the sweet goofy boy whom she loved to mess around with. He’s innocent, he has a good life here. She can’t taint that too, she can’t drag any of them down with her) (Coldly) “Turn around.”

Donovan: (Goes even more wide eyed, taking a step to her again as his heart pounds with dread) “What?!?”

Jasmine: (Through tears, shaking her head) “Turn the fuck around! Trust me, you do not want to see this.” (Takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, ready this time to follow through with what should’ve happened a long time ago)

Donovan: (Bolts forwards) “NO!!! DON’T!!!” (Grabs the girls arm and pushes it upwards high above her head just as she pulls the trigger, causing the bullet to go through the window instead)

Joyce: (Came outside to find Donny once she realized that she was probably safe, screaming when she hears the bullet shatter the glass from above) “DONNY!!” (Runs to the elevator and calls it down, panting)

Jasmine: (Goes feral when she’s kept from ending her life, her programming fighting skills taking ahold) “YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT THE HELL YOU ARE DOING!!! YOU WILL ALL BE DEAD IF YOU LET ME LIVE!!!” (Makes a move towards the other bullets still in the case)

Donovan: (Kicks the back of her legs to make her fall partially into his arms, trying to pry the gun and shard out of her hands)

Jasmine: (Throws herself forwards, sending them both into a tussle on the ground for the gun)

Joyce: (Takes the elevator up, yelping again when she sees the two struggling against each other) “Donovan!”

Donovan: (Snatches the teen by the waist and pulls her in) “Joyce! Go downstairs.” (To Jasmine who’s wrangling in his arms) “Calm down, baby! Please!”

Jasmine: (Tries to flip him over, but her arms are too weak to lift him up by that much) “GET THE FUCK OFF ME AND LEAVE!!”

Joyce: (Fearfully with an outstretched hand) “But-!”

Donovan: (Pins Jas by her arms to the ground, wincing as she kicks his groin) “NOW!”

Joyce: (Crying as she presses the button to go back down, so confused and scared for her brothers safety and the teens sanity. She puts her arms around her chest to hug herself tightly as she walks back into the house)

Jasmine: (Raises the thick shard to her neck, trying to slit it as she can’t reach the gun and death isn’t coming soon enough)

Donovan: (Holds her wrist in his, pulling back so the shard partly slices her shoulder instead) “Stop it!”

Jasmine: “I WILL END UP KILLING ALL OF YOU JUST LIKE I DID WITH THEM!!! I CANNOT LIVE WITH THAT ANYMORE!!!”

Lucille: *starting to calm down*

Nick: *heaves a sigh of relief* How about we get you back to the house. You never finished your food...

Lucille: *nods and croaks* Yeah...

Teshteal: *makes it back to the house and immediately goes to Joyce when he sees the frightened look on her face* Angel? What happened? What's wrong? *takes her shoulders in his hands, looking into her eyes*

Joyce: (Points behind her to the laundry room door that’s open, shaking all over as she stutters) “Donny… the little girl… gunshots… She’s trying to…” (Feels her knees buckle a bit, so fearful for her brother because of how strong Jas is and how feral she was fighting)

Jasmine: (Sobbing hysterically. Donny isn’t Nick, he doesn’t know about the shit she did. He doesn’t know what she’s capable of. He only sees her as that wide-eyed kid who’d bubble around town with a smile on her face. That kid is dead, she’s been dead since the moment she chose to go down this path when she told her mother off)

Donovan: (Also doesn’t know that Jazzy blames herself for the death of her family, or what happened to her baby and the four kids. He just sees his little sister having a major mental breakdown while bleeding from cuts that are shaped into horrible insults and words. He can give a guess where she was told these things, but he doesn’t have any details other than what he heard from Teshteal about the vault)

Jasmine: (Gets the rage back into her and she shoves Donny aside with all her might, running and sliding to the gun and the box with the bullets)

Donovan: (Recovers quickly with a grunt of pain, diving back to stop her as she expertly reloads the emergency pistol) “YOU NEED TO STOP!!”

Jasmine: (Shrieks as she is knocked against the cabinets, struggling to kick Donny again and get the gun pointed back to her head)

Donovan: (Doing everything in his power to not let Jazzy prematurely end her own life. He has to put his body weight on top of her in order to do this, wincing a bit when she screams a different note)

Jasmine: (Puts her legs around his waist and swings them both to the floor, her landing in the pile of shards)

Donovan: (Scrambles to get Jas out of the glass so she can’t use it or accidentally cut herself)

Gardio: Here. I'll carry you. *stands, bridal carrying his daughter, the remains of her arm under his own. Nods to the others* Lets go.

Ma: (Makes sure that her coat is nice and snug around Lucille before she kisses her head and nods back at Gardio, taking the lead in guiding them back to the house with her shotgun out. God help anyone who tries to mess with them right now…)

Teshteal: *catches her when he knees start to buckle* Whoa. Easy, love. Slow down and talk to me... *strokes her hair out of her face gently*

Joyce: (Grips onto Teshteal, heaving heavy breaths while her mind races to explain things clearly) “They’re fighting up there… I heard a gunshot. The girl was crying and she had the gun in her hands… She was covered in blood…”

Jasmine: (Puts the gun back up to her head, screaming with frustration when Donny once more pins her arm to keep it away from herself) “Stop it!!” (Glass cuts her skin while she swings and swats at the ghoul)

Donovan: (Takes the kicks and hits the teens gives him like a champ) “I’m not stopping, child!”

Jasmine: (Pulls the trigger on the gun again, smacking him across the face when he winces at the loud noise. She sits up and backs against the wall with the gun pointed at her head)

Donovan: (Cups his cheek and stands, pointing at her) “WHAT WOULD YOUR MOTHER SAY TO THIS?!?”

Jasmine: (Freezes, shaking all over as she glares at Donny with bloodshot eyes) “She would not say shit because I am not her daughter!”

Donovan: “Bullshit! She loved you with all her heart just as she did with Cosmos and Lilac and the rest of us! You know that!!!”

Jasmine: “And yet she is dead along with my siblings! Because of me! Just like what happened to my first adopted father! And my baby! And those kids!!! My friends!!! The people in the vault! Settlers!” (Looks down at herself, squeezing her eyes shut) “ALL OF THEM ARE DEAD BECAUSE OF MY FUCKED UP SELF!!!”

Donovan: (Goes partially jaw dropped at her confession that he has several questions about, then takes the opportunity to spring forwards to tackle her once more and hold her arm away from her head, kneeling over her for a better hold)

Jasmine: (Lost in a pool of red of all the people that have crossed her path and died for it) “YOU ARE NEXT ON THE LIST!!! I AM FUCKING PLAYING WITH ALL OF YOU!!! YOU WILL DIE IF I LIVE!!!” (Sobs harder while she gaps) “I am playing with you! I am playing the role of the victim so I can eventually take what I want and kill all of you one by one! Because that is what they made me for!!”

Teshteal: *flinches hearing gun fire. He quickly leads Joyce to the couch* Stay here. I'm going to go see if I can sort this out. *runs to the light house door, absolutely obliterating the lock by kicking it. He runs up and freezes at what he sees. Wonders if he can give commands in this instance but considering the situation he pulls out the tone of an officer giving orders* A-001, Reset!!

Joyce: (Winces at the sound of the door being forced open, crying into her hands while she waits for Ma to come home or for her brother or boyfriend to come back down and explain what’s going on)

Nick: *walking along side them. Still worried for Lucille*

Gardio: *Just wants her to be okay*

Ma: (Hopes her two kids are doing alright, and Jazzy too. Lucille had pointed out that Jas was missing from the sofa and she assumed Donny went after her. She’s getting a motherly sense that something is terribly wrong back at home, and so far that instinct hasn’t lied to her)

Jasmine: (Has completely lost it already and is breaking through several layers of coding while at the same time letting it control her so she just screams something incoherent at Teshteal. He’s suppose to be her target, he can’t have control over her)

Donny: (Has literally zero clue on how to respond to Jasmines previous statement as he’s missing so many pieces of the puzzle. He’s sure that Jas doesn’t want to kill anybody, but he’s afraid of agitating her further if he tries to argue) “Help me hold her, she’s strong-!”

Jasmine: (Growls lowly and kicks Donny in the stomach to get him off her) “LEAVE ME BE FOR YOUR OWN DAMN GOOD!! I AM NOT WORTH THE FIGHT!!”

Donovan: (Falls back a considerable distance with a groan. She’s definitely getting much stronger, there might’ve been a crack from his bones at that one) “And your dad?!? What does he have to say about this?!? This can’t be the first time you’ve tried pulling this off!!!”

Jasmine: (Halts again, staring down the barrel of the gun while waterfalls stream down her cheeks) “Daddy…”

Donovan: (Nods, breathing a pained sigh as he grunts from the impact) “Yeah. Surely he knows more about you, right? Yet he’s still staying firmly by your side.” (Puts up a hand to stop Teshteal from approaching Jazzy. He doesn’t want to lose her to aggression as she’s incredibly unstable and fragile)

Teshteal: *freezes, keeping away until the time is right*

Ma: (Picks up speed, glancing back at the two men. She slows down slightly after a few minutes so she can whisper to Nick as to not worry Lucille or Gardio) “I-… Something is wrong at home.” (Looks back ahead, trying not to move too fast) “After taking care of people for two hundred years as a constant parental and maternal figure, you kinda develop a very strong second sense than most. It’s like an actual tingle in your skull.”

Nick: *nods and prepares for the worst. He gets ready to use the Reset code again*

Jasmine: (Whimpers as she eyes the gun, staring at her vague reflection in the shiny black casing. So tempting…)

Donovan: “I don’t think Detective Valentine would want to see his little girl go out like this. And I can tell you that neither I or Ma want watch you go either.”

Jasmine: (Sniffles, shaking her head as she sits up and backs against the wall) “You care too much about me… You are not suppose to give a shit what happens to my pathetic and worthless self…”

Donovan: (Sighs) “And who told ya that? The same people who said those horrible things to you?” (Gestures at the engraved words on her skin that are leaking blood everywhere)

Jasmine: (Coldly) “They knew me better than any of you ever will. They knew exactly what kind of damage I am capable of causing on innocent lives.”

Donovan: (Steers the conversation away from that) “I think your dad gives a shit what happens to your physical and mental health, no matter what people have said in the past or will say in the future.”

Jasmine: (Blinks on her tears, losing control of her breathing a bit but she stays alert. It would be horrible if Nick came up and saw her body on the floor surrounded by her own blood and insides) (Softly) “Daddy…”

Donovan: (Holds out his arms to her, offering another choice once more) “Wouldn’t you much rather be downstairs with him? I know you’ve always loved to cuddle, you could be doing that instead of being up here freezing and blood soaked.” (Pleadingly) “Please baby, put down the gun… I swear on my life that we’ll be able to work this out bit by bit.”

Jasmine: (Sniffles again, shuffling in the pile of shards) “I am not a baby or a kid!”

Donovan: (Sad smile at the teen girl) “I’m 15x your age, Rosie. I’ve lived through several lifetimes and eras during the apocalypse. You’re just a little baby girl compared to me.”

Teshteal: *slowly approaches the two on all fours like a timid animal, pupils saucers, making his expression softer. Softly* Rosie... I don't want to see you like this. I don't like seeing you like this. *begging her softly* Please listen to him... please let him help you. *looks so worried for the girl*

Ma: (Soon the group comes up to the path that leads to the house. The main gate is wide open and she can see the modified Mr Handy still patrolling the premises)

Jasmine: (Blinks at Teshteal for a moment with trembling lips, remembering that she wanted to kill him in cold blood not too long ago, and when he came into the room she got a spark of that feeling from the programming. She shakes her head vigorously)

Donovan: (Still holding out his arms to the teen, inviting her to fall into an warm embrace)

Jasmine: (So badly wants to deep down inside, but there’s a million reasons why she shouldn’t. She thinks of her Dad, then what has happened to Lucille because of her... She’s destroying this family from the inside) “He is going to be next… This family will be next on the chopping block…”

Donovan: “You didn’t kill your family, Rosie. Those deaths are not on you.”

Jasmine: (Angrily snapping, getting frosty eyes once more) “YOU DO NOT KNOW THAT!!! As long as I am still here, your days are numbered!! I will keeping going batshit until someone dies!!!” (Shaking all over again, staring down at the gun) “I am not worth saving for the cost…”

Donovan: (Inching towards her, glancing at Teshteal as Jas is getting riled up) “You’re not doing us any favors by trying to go through with this!!! Please put down the gun, you’re not thinking about this the right way!!!”

Teshteal: You didn't get them sick... you had nothing to do with how they died. *sniffs, remembering his own family- all whiped out from the bombs. Their bodies nothing but silhouettes on the walls. That wasn't his fault. That was the fault of the war* I know what it's like... but you aren't responsible for things beyond your control. *keeps inching forward. Softly* The voices are wrong, Rosie... Why would the people who hurt us ever tell the truth?

Nick: I'll go on ahead. *walks in and notices Joyce on the couch with her face in her hands. He frowns at that then deeper as he sees the lighthouse door. He approaches it*

Joyce: (Raises her head when Nick comes in, relieved that he’s back. She points to the laundry room as he passes) “The girl has a gun… Donny and Teshteal are trying to help her…”

Jasmine: (Growls lowly at the two men, labeling them as threats) “You are wrong. They would not have died if I did not come into the picture in the first place.” (Closes her eyes again) “The voices are right, they have almost always been…”

Donovan: (Takes the chance at tackling Jasmine when he sees an opening as he’s the closest)

Jasmine: (Fires the gun twice when she feels herself being brought to the floor, screaming at Donny to get off as she kicks and punches with all her strength)

Donovan: (Has an incredibly hard time at keeping the feral girl under control, he can barely keep her on the ground for a second before she’s flipping him over and hitting at his chest while the glass on the floor cuts at him)

Joyce: (Yelps at the sound of gunshots as they echo loudly from the lighthouse, covering her mouth with both of her hands. She hopes none of those had hit anyone…)

Ma: (Hears them as well from outside, rushing up to the door in a panic) “JOYCE! DONOVAN!”

Nick: *charges up the stairs as soon as he hears the shots. As soon as he crosses the steps* A-001, ZERO DAY. *not taking any chances this time*

Jasmine: (Gasps when she hears that command word that tells her to go completely numb and neutral from her father, but her mind is so fragmented that she just crumbles to the glass covered floor in defeat. She curls into a ball with the gun clutched to her chest like a teddy bear, weeping loudly while trying to cover up as much as she can with her arms and legs)

Donovan: “Oww, damn…” (Winces as he slowly rises from the ground so he’s kneeling instead, brushing off the glass from his body. He’s sore all over now and has a killer headache, but it’s nothing a little radiation and rest can’t fix)

Nick: *picks her up, taking the gun out of her hands and tossing it aside. His mechanical heart sinks seeing the words. Softly, reassuringly, but pained* Come on, kitten. Let's get you patched up. *before he carries her out of the room to Donovan* When he's available, might want to ask Gardio to shoot some radiation your way. *heads down to the med room to start fixing her up. He'll snap her out of zero day when she's bandaged up. He'll keep reassuring her through out so she knows she's safe*

Donovan: (Taking a moment to regain himself after the fight) “Yeah, I’ll see if I can.” (Slowly stands and hobbles over to the sofa, glancing around at the now messed up room)

Gardio: *takes Lucille up to her room and lays her in bed*

Lucille: *winces* My my ankle...

Gardio: *pulls out some med-x and gives her a shot* Ssh. *sets her arm to the side* You're going to be alright.

Lucille: *whimpers a little* I'm sorry...

Gardio: *strokes her forehead* It's okay...

Ma: (Bursts into the house, immediately rushing over to Joyce) “Baby what’s wrong?” (Lifts the young women’s face to hers, looking her over) “Are you hurt? What happened?”

Joyce: (Puts her hands on Ma, taking a deep breath) “Rosie was fighting with Donovan, and she had a gun. Teshteal went up when he came back and now the girls father is with them as well.”

Ma: (Worried about everyone at the moment, there are three people she wants to attend to. Lucille has her father looking after her and Jas is with Nick, Teshteal, and Donny while Joyce is alone. So first she needs to calm down her daughter) “And you? You’re not hurt, are you?”

Joyce: (Shakes her head) “Just a little rattled, Donny didn’t let me come close but I saw them fighting and heard the gunshots.”

Jasmine: (Chokes on her sobs and starts kicking the air while swatting at her Dad with one hand while the other clutches a shard she picked up, her mind shattered enough and dead set on dying for everyone’s sake that she can partly break through her programming)

Nick: A-001, reset. *trying to get her to go limp just so it's easier to attend to her on his own. He lays her out in the med room and takes the glass shard away from her, tossing it in the garbage behind him*

Gardio: I'll be right back, sweetheart. *runs down into the med room and quickly grabs supplies. He doesn't dare look at Jas- he's had enough heart ache for one day*

Jasmine: (Weakly whimpers as she goes completely limp on the cot, still hiccuping on her cries. Her mind tries to go through a full recount, but all she sees is white and black splotches. She’d be terrified out of her mind if it was someone else standing over her while she’s probably at her most vulnerable state ever, but she isn’t scared even the slightest as it’s just Nick who’d never dream of hurting her)

Teshteal: *knows he can't help Jas... but he can help Joyce. He slinks back down to the living room. Timidly from near the end of the couch looking like a kicked pup, worried she might be mad at him for leaving her alone and not comforting her when he got back* Joyce...?

Ma: (Held Joyce close so she didn’t have to see Jasmine while Nick walked by, stifling a cry herself when she catches a glimpse of the bloodied girl. She looks up at Teshteal with a sad smile when he arrives, then down at her daughter to see what she wants)

Joyce: (Raises her head when her boyfriend returns, so relieved that Teshteal is alright. She pats the seat on the sofa besides her to invite him to sit) “Hi… Are you okay? How’s Donny doing?”

Ma: (Wondering the same thing, already giving Teshteal a once over with worried, motherly eyes)

@lucilleandherrobots

#fallout #fallout 4 #fo4 #fallout original character #fallout oc #fallout role play #fallout rp

[apollo-gate]

How would ROs react if they were in a heated argument with the MC (kind of because they put themselves in danger while saving MC) and MC blurts out "Because I love you!", Meaning they are arguing because they were shit scared of the possibility of something happening to the RO?

I felt feelings (Gooy feelings.) Anon I thought this was easy. Not a heart moment. Now I need some Angst to even it out.

Alice: will feel like you just slapped her. She's a murderer and a bastarded. "I deserve to die MC. Not you." She will ignore the L word for many reasons to admit that will hurt her more than dying. "Ever since I meet you. You made me feel something I never should. And you think I would allow you to take a blow. Do you have any Idea for me to be scared is nearly Impossible but you-." Will pull the Mc in a hug and fall to a chair or bed. Any surface really. will mumble. "You dumbass. Do you get the power you have over me?"

Helena: Will grab the Mc. "You idiot I can take the blow. The only thing that could kill me is a star's blood." Helena will bury her face into the mc chest and cry. She can't lose the one thing that makes her happy.

Lisa will get so angry that she shifted from wolf to human to fox. She will be smaller than the Mc and will cling to the Mc. "I love you too. But you forget I can heal way fast than others."

Becca will hit the nearest surface. She's angry not at you but at herself. "I will never allow you to die and I sure as hell don't plan on dying. I will-. mc, we can't argue over this. Your mine. I meant that. And I am yours." Becca will try to calm the MC. Becca will never admit but at that moment she was scared she would never get to see the Mc again.

Daniella: In like no way will you ever be in a fight. BUT IF. It would go along like this. Daniella will already be trembling. With a mix of anger and anxiety. "I can't lose you. I can take any pain for you. And I will in the future."

Vanessa: "Dear. I Love you too. But that doesn't mean I won't risk my life to save you. I will always choose to save you." Vanessa will reach out slowly to pull Mc into a hug.

Azalea will be stunned at your words. the fight is over in their mind. "You love me? Why?" Azalea will look away as they can't hold your eye contact. "Mc, I just did it because I know how important you are. I don't even understand what it means to feel like you do."

Kent's face will contort with many emotions. He will pull you into a sudden hug. "You can hate me for doing it. But love makes us do stupid things."

Naamah will literally shift many different skin tones and a few species. "I can not die. I will just go back to my realm. I will claw out of it to get to you every fucking time. You, Mc, if you die I don't know where you will go. I can't lose you again. I won't risk ever seeing you again. You are my Light, my heart." Naamah will pin the Mc to the nearest surface in a hug. Naamah will hold the Mc very tight as she is just as scared.

Blaze will be surprised but will smile. "You do know who you're talking to right. I can beat anyone. I will be able to save you in time and take the guy down." Blaze will do anything to calm the Mc. He's not scared or worried. As there's no reason to.

Zero will look down. He doesn't know how to tell or show you he would rather die than see you die in his arms. Zero will try to comfort you but is scared the next time he won't be there.

#ZeroRO #BlazeRO #NaamahRO #KentRO #AzaleaRO #VanessaRO #DaniellaRO #BeccaRO #LisaRO #HelenaRO #AliceRO #anonymous #bear hug 🤗 for you anon

[heart-forge]

OK so seeing as you apparently do take asks then I gotta know. What are all the RO's (or just Manor Hill if you want) like with an MC who's like, completely and utterly hilariously inexperienced and oblivious with relationships. Like, they have NO idea whatsoever when someone flirts with them. At all all. Like they are just dense as hell. And when they do finally work it out they're like, all nervous because sure they LIKE the RO but they've never really done the whole kissing/dating thing before and they just get flustered so easily once they realise what's going on? Like how would they react to being the MC's first kiss, SO, etc. (Idk how you stand on nsfw so you are welcome to include that if you want, I'm sure 90% of tumblr wouldn't ming, and I mean I would die for all the RO's but like, comfort zones!)

NSFW policy is, I will answer within reason (I mean, obvi) and within a certain scope (the more specific I get, the more obvious it will be that I'm making shit up). I tag it as HFNSFW, on the offchance you don't want MY content making it through but you want general content. This question falls well within the bounds, but I don't really have anything interesting to say about it that I'm not already saying about SFW content ;;

You know I really like this perspective, if purely because there always seems to be this hard divide between "of COURSE MC has experience everyone always has dating experience" and "MC has never even HEARD of kissing, what is this FEELING inside of me, is this INDIGESTION?" both of which I find stupid because no, not everyone has dating experience, but also you can not have dating experience AND not need the talk about where babies come from.

I mean, as a baseline everyone is gunna be chill. Questions like this can feel boring (for me to answer, for you guys to like, hear me answer, not on your part) just because I think it would be deeply unsexy for any of the love interests I am carefully crafting to be like...dunking on the MC for their dating history either way.

Is maybe a little overly sensitive

Valerian, Siruud, Trigger, Gnarl

Sitting pretty in the "I personally feel kind of like a monster anyway" we have those lovers who are going to check in just often enough that you're like man, we're holding hands, not having unprotected sex on the first date. MC will feel like they have more experience than they do, if only because they probably don't need a vibe check for the yawn and stretch.

Is so chill about it

Tahira, Abeni, Crave

They don't make the MC feel like, singled out about it, they do the normal amount of consent checking, they're wonderful teachers and they're not weird about it. Excellent work, 10/10 SO experience.

Spiderman Pointing Meme

Mantis

#talkForge #the virg thing is a joke the internet said it was derogatory which was very funny to me #because anyone using virgin as an insult is truly scraping the bottom of the playground #also did you know tumblr won't let you copy and fucking paste an image #i had to save this to my computer #this is immortalized in png for another four seconds after I publish this #mantis #crave #trigger #siruud #tahira #gnarl #valerian #abeni #manor hill #bad ritual #hybrid #HFNSFW

[dreamychick]

Hobbit thoughts part 2

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"Do we follow it or no?" Well I guess that question is do you take the threat that is known or you take the chance of the unknown? because you don't know where that path leads so it could be leading you to a greater threat or it could be leading you to safety you have no idea. So on one hand you know exactly what the threat is that you're facing on the one side but it is a threat that is basically unbeatable to you at this time so your only option really is to follow the path and see what your chances are with going that way because it could be safety because the path that you're on right now is almost certain death.

So Gandalf LED them to Rivendell and that was his plan all along was to take them there so he basically manipulated the situation maybe not in the way that he originally intended but nonetheless it was his plan to take them there. I'm reserving judgment right now until I know a little bit more but he is a wizard he is one that everyone is deferring to he is old he is powerful and he just manipulated the situation for his own gain. I'm seeing some Dumbledore like Tendencies here. I'm not saying that it's a rip off or a copy or anything like that I know that this came first what I'm saying is I don't like Dumbledore because of how manipulative he was with Harry so I'm reserving judgment with Gandalf and we'll see at the end if I like this Wizard or if he turns into another Dumbledore which I do not like.

With all these languages that all these different people speak like there's dwarvish and there's Elvish and I'm so sure many others because I don't really know a lot about this world how considerate that they all speak in English so that we can understand them. That once again English is just the universally understood language.

"Does he offer us insult!!?!?" - I just like the way he said that.

Omg. WOMEN. No way! 1 hour 28 minutes in and we see a woman. If this was a regular movie it would have gone a whole movie without a single woman in it. Like my God they could at least have one woman in their hunting party or something even if she's not a major player.

Whatever that beast is that azog has I want it.

Omg a Woman who speaks!

Also was she just standing up there and waiting for a chance to turn around very dramatically like how long was she going to stand up there and stare at that Moon what if nobody came up there?

"Addled his brain and yellowed his teeth" Are you rhat concerned with his looks? Or hygeine? What should his testh matter to his opinions or credibility?

Why are they defering ro Sauroman? Did they say something and I just missed it about how he's like in charge and whatever he says goes? Cuz he was saying he can't condone such a quest why do we care what he says?

Why is this bitch speaking to gandalf only? What you talkin into his mind having a private conversation with him and Saruman is just still talking and he doesn't notice that they keep looking at one another? If Saruman is talking who is he looking at if Gandalf keeps looking at Gadriel or whatever her name is?

And that chick is back on that ledge in a different dress with a different time of day behind her for dramatic effect. And then she just fucks off like poof.

"The legends are true! Stone giants!"

Bitch now is not the time to be an awe of these things you are about to die they keep throwing rocks at you you need to get the hell off of that and find somewhere else to go. You can Marvel and wonder about the fact that these things exist when you are somewhere safe now is not the time.

Thorin- "No!! Kili!!"

*All of the other warriors also possibly squashed by that * "nah no its fine dont worry about us. Whatever, as long as KILI is safe."

Bilbo. You are dangling from a cliff maybe call out to somebody so they can pull you up you stupid.

The scent is fresh? In the middle of a rainstorm? How good are those things noses how is their sent not completely washed away by now?

#the hobbit an unexpected journey #the hobbit #bilbo baggins #my opinion #rants #first watch #movie review

[beclynn-herondale]

#seriously. they don't need to go through another huge thing to prove their relationship #just let them be. #and they sure as hell don't need ro die or anything #clary fray #clary fairchild #jace herondale #jace lightwood herondale #clary x jace #clace #tsc #the shadowhuter chronicles #tmi #the mortal instruments

[ophiuchus-interactive]

In My Time of Need (MAJOR ANGST)

This is too long and too juicy of an ask to let it be just a common RO ask,

So! I'm going to be doing a mini-series answering this ask with all of the ROs!

Valerian is first! Now, remember, this is torture!

TW: Angst, blood, gore, torture!

Under the cut!

The prison cell looked akin to a tomb. Water leaking from the ceiling above your head, dripping through the stone brick and splattering against the aged, bloodied floor. Your hands were held in rusted, metal cuffs that were connected to the ceiling through chains. Valerian was in a similar state- only with him, his right eye was completely swollen shut. You wonder with a vague, passing thought if his eye dislodged from its position- or if it could be used at all anymore.

His breath was labored, heavy. The tell-tale rattle that echoed in his heavy gasps of air was a sign of broken ribs. The fierce, inky purple that took shape against his chest made sure of such an injury. A possibly permanent one.

They had beaten him within an inch of his life. The twisted, sinking feeling in your stomach was telling you that they weren't quite done yet.

In the darkness of the cells, you heard a large, metal door swing wide open, hitting the walls with enough force to make you jump. The clattering of your chains rang loudly in your ears, followed by the cacophonous, clobbering footsteps of your captors.

"He will not speak, commander. If we beat the whelp anymore without medical treatment, he will die,"

"He's not uttered a word?"

Silence.

A beat. Your heart is in your throat.

"...No, Commander. Nothing."

"'cause..." Valerian speaks up suddenly, his speech slurred by the blood the collected in his mouth, clogging his throat, "y'all dumb sons of bitches who can't....throw a fuckin' punch."

Your captors came into view. Their cloaked appearances giving you little to go off of as to their identity. Too tall for a Harpii. Too short for a Kal'Morran. They don't hiss their words- but something in the back of your mind makes you think they aren't exactly human.

"You know," The one called 'commander' says, " there is one thing I can never understand about your kind, captain. Do you know what that is?"

You watched- with a vague sense of astonishment- Valerian try his best to smile. You noticed teeth missing.

"What we're all better lookin' than you?"

Though you couldn't see it, you can imagine the Commander clenching his teeth, practically grinding them down to the gums,

"No. It is your aptitude for pain. In my experience, experimenting on the wide range of races that this universe, unfortunately, places in my hands for disposal, humans have always had a peculiar knack for...endurance."

The Commander chuckles, the action was enough to make your blood run cold, "True enough, I suppose. Humans have always been much more productive in experimenting than...well. Let's just say I don't think the two of you would do too well chained to our mining pits, living out the rest of your pathetically short lives harnessing the exact ore it is we will destroy you all with."

There was an audible smack to his lips, and then an almost dreamlike sigh, "Though the irony would be exquisite, indeed."

"Come 'ere to...talk, then?" Valerian coughs. The chains echo every harsh seize of his dry, bloodied throat, "I...stopped payin' attention right around the time you started...spewin' shit again."

You could practically feel the harsh and frigid stare the Commander was given Valerian. It was enough to make you swallow the lump that rose in your throat- a feeling of true fear.

"Grab the other one, Lieutenant."

"What?!" Valerian roars, his voice broken and scratched from his own screams, "You damned sonuva- they've got hell all to do with this! Leave 'em alone!"

Valerian's protests fall on deaf ears, the Lieutenant grabbing the chains that held your arms high in the air and release them from the hook- causing you to fall face-first into the floor.

Pain. White-hot, exploding pain burst like fireworks inside your skull. You felt blood pour freely from your nose; your forehead in enough agony to make you assume it was cracked.

You were pulled forward by the shackles that they hung you by, feeling every stray piece of stone and gravel embed themselves in your skin, burning the layers until it was raw, exposed.

The Lieutenant pulled you up from the floor, your blood trickling down the sides of your mouth and lips. Nausea began as your whole world started to spin. There was only one thought in your mind as you felt bile rise in your throat:

This was only the beginning.

"Come now, Captain, surely you can be reasonable? A member of your crew is about to be severely beaten. Their bones will break. Their skin will grow into that dark, nasty shade of purple- and you will have caused it. You will have caused their suffering.

Unless of course, you tell us precisely what it is we want, right now."

Silence.

And for that you were grateful. You and Valerian both know that not a word can be spoken of this. No matter what the cost.

"...Don't," You can hear Valerian say softly. Quietly. All that vibrato he had once before has been thrown to the side; all at once, he was a completely different person, "don't hurt them."

"I don't think you have much of a say in the matter, Captain. Either you start talking or I get to practice my hand combat- the ones that you abhor?"

"Don't- don't tell them shit, Val," You say as evenly as you can muster, "not a goddamn thing!"

CRACK!

It was the sound that came before the feeling- the force of a thick, gloved hand connecting with your side was enough to cause your body to forget how to breathe. You panicked as the pain blossomed into downright torment, your lungs being unable to catch up with the now broken pieces of your ribcage. You were left drowning in the dry, empty air.

"MC!"

"I'm going to give you one more chance, Captain. I suggest you take my words over your companion's- tell me everything. Every last shred of detail, and I will spare you both this pain."

Silence.

Do you think you hear a sob?

"Tch. Pathetic. Do you hold the silence above the people you're supposed to protect? What kind of a captain are you?"

"Stop! Please, stop, kill me- hurt me, anything but them-!"

"You do not get to beg like a diseased dog for a choice, Captain!" The Commander spits, his fury unable to be contained any longer, "Speak one more word that's not what I want, and I'll beat your companion until they're bloody, grey-mattered pulp on the floor!"

Silence.

A clatter. You think it was a tool. A hammer?

It doesn't take long for you to find out, however, as with a furious snarl, the hammer was slammed down upon the palm of your hand. You felt the bones in your hand crack under the force, the sheer magnitude of the assault was enough to make tears run down your face, and cry. Your nerves burned like fire, your body screaming for relief, and you know you won't be receiving any form of it. So this was true pain.

The world around you faded in and out of spotty darkness that threatened to consume your view, and you were afraid. Was this it? This- this can't be it. You needed to be awake, alive, you needed to see Valerian again.

But the darkness grew, and your air slowed down, and despite the chaos, the horror, you heard only one thing.

Silence.

A welcomed reprieve. An escape.

For now.

#angst #tw: blood #tw: violence #tw: torture #valerian itoos #torture miniseries #1/9

[punkscowardschampions]

Ali & Tommy

Ali: okay I need Ali: like fucking Ali: total seriousness from you right now Ali: can you handle that Tommy: whoa Tommy: alright yeah Tommy: unless you're preggo I ain't keeping that to myself for the next 9 like Ali: god no Ali: i know you're gay as hell so the birds and the bees don't worry you none but if anything you should KNOW that means I'm good right now Ali: but this is going to sound like as much of a joke Ali: but it ain't, yeah? Tommy: what you and your girlfriend do or who ain't none of my business but obviously we ain't here for that, are we? Tommy: I'm sitting down, go for it Ali: sure, sure, I'll make you go red later Ali: preferably when I can see/laugh but no, it ain't so Ali: fuck Ali: so this is weird like Ali: beyond Ali: you know Joe finally made an apperance here yeah Tommy: you're scaring me, Kat Tommy: unless he came out I don't reckon I'm ready to hear this Ali: I can't say if that's unwarranted or not, like Ali: soz Ali: basically, he came to me for a drugs hookup Ali: like, that's what the fuck weird enough but you know Ali: do you Ali: so I sent him to Drew, you know, Meena's brother? Ali: he deals now Ali: and then he hit me back up and shit Ali: you gotta tell me if this is some kinda sick joke but the boy sounded deadly serious, like HE was scared Ali: he said Joe asked for heroin, Tommo Tommy: nah nah he's gotta have it twisted Tommy: like he's pretty so he don't have to be the smartest, yeah Tommy: it'll be like a bad brain day so he needed to go harder than his prescription maybe but Tommy: not that fucking hard Ali: I wanna think that but Ali: he looked sick, Joe Ali: and idk how they could've had that miscommunication like smack is smack it's not like, nah I want this type of pill not that Tommy: probably got his slang fucked up Tommy: he's like an old man you know Tommy: sometimes Ali: he ain't that green Ali: fucking hell, even Ro could list a few names for it Ali: I literally do not know what to do Ali: because as soon as he came back, basically Ali: he's gone Ali: said his uni friend was in a car crash or some bullshit Ali: maybe it ain't but the timing reeks of it Tommy: fuck Tommy: this is so bad Tommy: did they see him, ma or da? Ali: nope, mum was taking rocky to the park or some shit whilst dad did the shop so they're all due back any time and I've gotta pass on the message Ali: minus the drugs, presumably Ali: what the fuck Tommy: don't say shit to them Tommy: she'll fucking Tommy: alright, where are Bea & Fraze like right now? Ali: idk Ali: not here, he waited long as he could to sneak out like he was never here Ali: should I tell them Ali: I swear to God I ain't got no wires crossed Ali: I've got all the messages from Drew, it's black and white so unless he's a real mentalist and just taking the piss Tommy: you deffo ain't that green & jesus all signs really are pointing to proper smackhead Tommy: Meena's brother's loads of things but I don't reckon he'd go this hard just to get your attention Tommy: no shade honey Ali: my thoughts exactly Ali: unless he's one of those people who's ultimate fantasy is to be murdered and I'm the master criminal for the job Ali: it just isn't something you lie about, unless you're totally cracked in the head yourself Tommy: we can kink shame him later like Tommy: but you gotta hit up the IT couple with this Tommy: I can try & talk to Joe but a screen's easy to ignore if you ain't shooting up heroin so I dunno reckon my luck's out Ali: I don't even know what the hell he's gonna say Ali: but I can't just Ali: sweep that one under the rug, can I Ali: Joe was like, gone, and not in a this is a bad brain day way like a Ali: I don't know Ali: let's say there was no putting the kettle on and convincing him to stay 'til the 'rents were back, like Tommy: we can't just Tommy: I'm here for this Tommy: and you can say like a skaghead Tommy: might have to Ali: fuck Ali: how Ali: why Tommy: I dunno Tommy: who's he with Tommy: what's he do Tommy: who the fuck is he Tommy: what's he playing at Ali: all valid questions but who knows Ali: none of us Ali: it was so easy to say like, 'don't blame him' when he didn't come home ever but Ali: it's weird, we're taking like any possible excuse not to be here Tommy *~ Yeah Tommy: do you want me to come back? Ali: no Ali: you should stay there Ali: if there's an intervention I'll buy you a ticket Ali: god knows you can't be missing out on that drama Ali: but realistically Ali: you know this family, what's getting done Tommy: cheers Tommy: but you ain't told Fraze yet, you know he's done crazier than get on a plane to start shit Ali: true Ali: Jesus Tommy: if throw us & the lovebirds in a group chat that's the best it can go Tommy: she'll calm him down Ali: I truly hate this family Tommy: you & me both, Kit Tommy: Drew isn't gonna say shit is he? Ali: I don't think he would Ali: like what's he got to gain from that Tommy: like don't tell your girlfriend I said so but use your feminine wiles if you have to, yeah? Tommy: if ma finds out about this it's gonna properly wreck her Ali: that's why I'm kinda glad he left 'cos it was fucking obvious Ali: but still, what are we gonna do Ali: lock him in a cupboard legit, let him out when he's ready to behave Tommy: she lost it enough over you all summer no way she can handle this Ali: are you saying I should've done smack Ali: got my moneys worth like Tommy: I'm not not saying it Tommy: fucking hell Ali: ah a summer of regrets Ali: seriously Ali: I wanna puke Tommy: you had the best time Tommy: but summer's well and truly over now Tommy: should we pray to sexy Jesus or what Ali: yeah, put down the needle, Joe Ali: it can't hurt, we're in theory catholics so Ali: say sorry and he'll do anything for us Tommy: so out of my depth with this Tommy: this school is well straight edge and there's no religious imagery anywhere Ali: 'cos real rockstars don't go stage school, babe 💔 Ali: maybe he was just gonna smoke it? ehhh Ali: literally the best consolation I've got for any of 'em right now Tommy: I don't wanna be a rockstar honey, that's you Tommy: maybe it was for a 'friend' lol Ali: don't Ali: if he asked drew for a condom too we'd have to dash to the airport like it's love actually Tommy: I wouldn't make that boy use protection but enough about me Ali: THOMAS Ali: behave Ali: this is so serious Tommy: I'm sorry but I'm not used to the kind of gay panic where I'm a gay just panicking like Ali: if you could send me a video of you flapping your limp wrists about, so I know it's real, tah Tommy: least I can do Tommy: I'm really fucking scared, you know Tommy: like, it's Joe Ali: me too Ali: I'm not trying to be a hypocrite but it's fucking heroin Ali: like how are we at defcon1 Tommy: he's not gonna die, yeah? That's only a just say no tactic, right? Tommy: like its not cut with rat poison anymore or Tommy: whatever the fuck Ali: I mean Ali: it's a risk with all drugs but like Ali: you kill off too many punters you get a rep so let's hope his shit is clean-ish Ali: and he knows how to dose Ali: though how the fuck this is even a conversation we're having about JOE Ali: just Tommy: that's a point what did Goldilocks give him 'cause I know he ain't stocking that Tommy: ma would've kneecapped him if he was dealing that hard Tommy: shit Tommy: I dunno Tommy: how is this our real life Ali: he said, Drew, this is, that he just gave him benzos Ali: but it sounded like he got like 50 which he surely did not go through before he left Ali: so he's either got on a fucking plane with 'em or he's left an emergency stash here Ali: do I check his room like that paranoid mother or Tommy: 50 like 5 0 Tommy: Christ almighty Tommy: yeah you should before you tell Fraze Ali: like that's a months worth Ali: idk why he'd get that many just to see him through, even if Drew was being a dick and seeing how much money he could get Ali: probably wiped out his supply of, like Ali: I will Ali: watch me get the blame for them, hope he's written his name on like it's houmous in the fridge or something Tommy: this is so fucked Tommy: how big is his bastard habit Tommy: like I can't Ali: you don't think Ali: oh God oh God Ali: is he online rn hold on Tommy: you think he's Tommy: shit Ali: I'll phone him fuck this Ali: and I'm telling Fraze like, right fucking now Tommy: you have to Tommy: if it's Tommy: we're out of time Ali: okay shit, I'll stay on here to you so you ain't left in the dark but I am also on it Tommy: yeah alright Ali: [a while but not forever] Ali: made him facetime me and he was at the airport, like he said Ali: basically, there's a 'fuck school is nearly here' party so he got that many for it and he reckons 'cos he's got a prescription for 'em, he just filled up his empty box and no one's gonna know, he'd gone through so like Ali: he had got away with that Ali: he seemed more with it, genuine Ali: I dunno Ali: I wasn't getting 'phone the ambulance now' vibes from him, it was reassuring, I wouldn't bullshit you on that Ali: not when it could be so bad Tommy: fucking prick Tommy: I thought like Tommy: thank god Ali: I know Ali: he was having a fucking coffee like Ali: I don't reckon you'd go spend your last in a fucking airport, even if you were done with life Tommy: bleak wouldn't be the word Tommy: next time I see him he's dead though Ali: seriously Ali: there's still the heroin issue but Ali: at least he's not actively killing himself like right this second Tommy: are we 100% that Drew's not just a really really shitty dealer Tommy: like did he say heroin Tommy: I'm grasping at straws and I fully hear myself but Ali: sadly I don't think he's hearing the H bomb just to say he ain't got any Ali: if he had a load to shift, I'd buy it Ali: but Ali: not buy it buy it Ali: this isn't a convoluted cry for help Tommy: don't make me laugh right now Ali: soz Ali: I can't help being such a natural comedic talent Tommy: yeah yeah genius we know babe Ali: gotta milk it whilst I'm still a kid Ali: the shine really gonna dull when I hit 16 Tommy: I'm sure your girlfriend is living for your prodigy status Tommy: I'm beating the boys off (yeah also a euphemism bye) & its only hard work Ali: good for your art, I'm sure Tommy: good for me Tommy: sod my art Ali: sorry Ali: I'll be happy for you when I'm coming down from my heart attack Ali: I am Tommy: me too Tommy: no worries Tommy: we can celebrate me being a hoe any other time Ali: we will 💚 Ali: thanks for not letting me/Joe die alone though Tommy: come down one weekend with your love interest Tommy: I promise to make it super but not intimidatingly gay Tommy: kinda my thing Ali: 'sounds good man Ali: maybe Halloween, bet you do some mad gay shit Tommy: 'course Tommy: Ali, you know I love you, yeah? Tommy: like being dramatic is also my thing but I mean Ali: 'course I do Ali: I can put you down as having me as favourite too, yeah? Ali: say it back if so Tommy: obviously Tommy: Rock's cool but he can't hang like you so Ali: get in Ali: 'til his bed time is past 8pm he can suck it Ali: love you too Tom-tom Tommy: I'd love to go to bed at 8 sometimes Tommy: this school is fucking knackering Ali: I bet Ali: worth it though Ali: yeah Tommy: maybe Tommy: probably Ali: more worth it than here would be Ali: definitely Tommy: full of more fit lads definitely Tommy: at least that are out Ali: god bless Ali: can't all be turning straights Tommy: so last century Tommy: trust you to find one in the first place Tommy: everyone's got more labels than the wardrobe dept usually Ali: 😏 Ali: your bubble is gonna burst so hard man Ali: enjoy it whilst it lasts Ali: seriously Tommy: I'll blow another one it's alright Tommy: that and my own horn of course Tommy: soon as I'm out of here Ali: it's a party 🎊🎈🎆 Tommy: any and everywhere we tread honey Tommy: and you know the drill, whoever's asking I'm dancing like Ali: 👍 Ali: let you get on with all your beating now Ali: keep you in the loop vis a vis whatever the fuck is happening with this Joe thing but Ali: twiddling my thumbs 'til then so Tommy: cheers 🐱 Tommy: laters yous 💛 Ali: 💚

[doodlebug-aboo]

ummm hi can i ask for a drabble with the prompt "If I don't do this for you, you're gonna die"? And ok i know you've probably never even heard of this ship and I feel like me and Aaron Albano are the only people who ship it, but for Specs/Finch? If you don't wanna do that, Specs/Romeo is great too!

I’m so sorry this took so long for me to do! I ended up doing Specs/Romeo, hope that’s alright! Also, the prompt sort of hinted at angst but I don’t like making characters sad so I made into a silly and cute sickfic, oops. I also posted it to ao3!

Let Me Take Care of You

Specs didn’t get sick often. He always tried his best to stay healthy because he absolutely hated getting sick. It would hit him like a truck and he’d practically be incapable of leaving his bed for days. Romeo always wondered how he was able to stay so healthy all the time, considering Romeo’s immune system was so bad he’d get sick every other month it seemed. Specs was always the one taking care of him when he got sick too, so it confused the hell out of Romeo that he only got sick maybe twice a year. This was one of the few times he was sick. Romeo liked taking care of him when he was sick, he did it for him so often the least he could do was return the favor. Specs was always worried though, fearing that Romeo would get sick by just being near him. Because of this, he would normally refuse any help from Romeo.

“Specs, you’re awake! It’s good you’re getting plenty of sleep but it’s nearly three in the afternoon. How you feeling?” Romeo was coming into the room, planning on waking Specs up, but was surprised to see him already awake.

“Hey Ro, I’m fine. Nothing to worry about.” Romeo gave him a look.

“You look miserable, you sound horrible, there is no way you’re fine. Do you want me to bring you some of the Dayquil we have in the cupboard?” Romeo reached for the door but Specs held his hand out, making him stop. Specs tried swinging his legs over the side of the bed to get up but Romeo rushed over and pushed him back onto the bed.

“I can get it myself.”

“You will do no such thing. Just relax. You’re sick maybe twice a year and it’s always horrible, let me take care of you.” Specs grumbled but sat back against the pillows on the bed and crossed his arms, not moving. Romeo left the room and went to grab the Dayquil pills from the bathroom. He went to the kitchen and poured him a glass of water too and quickly made his way back to the room. Specs took the pills quickly and placed the glass on the nightstand.

“Is there anything else you want? You haven’t eaten all day, I could heat up some soup for you?” Romeo felt like a concerned mother, but he just wanted to make sure Specs was feeling okay and taken care of.

“You don’t have to Ro, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? You should eat.”

“I’m fine, really! I don’t need any soup.”

“Is this just you refusing to let me help again?”

“What? No, of course not! Why would you think that?”

“I’m making you soup. What kind?”

“No! I’m fine!”

“What kind?”

“I’m fine!”

“If I don’t do this for you, you’re gonna die!” That caused Specs to start laughing, and Romeo joined him.

“I won’t die, Ro. It’s just a cold. If you’re so adamant on taking care of me though, chicken noodle.” Romeo smiled and left the room to quickly heat up a can of soup. He also made him a cup if his favorite tea. When they were both done he went back to their room and gave him the bowl before setting the tea on the nightstand.

“You made me tea, too?”

“Yes. Problem?”

“No. Thank you, Ro. Do you think you could grab our Breakfast Club DVD from out there and put it in for me in here?”

“Thought you didn’t want me taking care of you?”

“This is less me wanting you taking care of me and more me just being lazy and I don’t really want to get up.” Romeo laughed but he went out and grabbed the DVD for him anyway and set it up for him in the bedroom.

“I’m gonna head to the store for a few things. I just saw that we’re almost out of Dayquil and we also need a few more things. I’ll be back.” Specs nodded as the movie started, and Romeo grabbed his keys and a coat and was out the door in seconds. He grabbed the few things they needed from the store, along with a couple boxes of tissues because he couldn’t remember if they had any, and tissues were infinitely better than using toilet paper on your nose. He got back to the apartment in a little more than thirty minutes. When he got back into their bedroom, Specs was just finishing his tea, and was fully engrossed in the movie. He set his cup back on the nightstand and Romeo threw a box of tissues at him, making him jump.

“Bless you.” Romeo laughed. They both knew how much nicer tissues were. Romeo pushed Specs over a bit and scooted into bed next to him to watch the rest of the movie. He cuddled up close to him and Specs wrapped an arm around his shoulders. After a few minutes, he reached up and placed a kiss to Specs’ cheek.

“Hey, I’m sick! You can’t do that.”

“Okay, I kissed your cheek, that won’t get me sick. Besides, it’s been about a month since I was sick last I’m sure I’m due another cold sometime soon.” Specs chuckled. He probably wasn’t completely wrong. He got sick so often it was scary sometimes. Once a month was a bit of an exaggeration though.

“Well if you’re sick when I’m sick who will take care of us?”

“You’ll be healthy again in no time, and then you can take care of me. Now shut up, watch the movie, and let me make questionable health choices by kisses my sick boyfriend in peace.”

“Considering I’m the aforementioned sick boyfriend I feel like I should have a say in this.”

“Well you don’t, sorry I don’t make the rules.” Romeo then reached up again, this time kissing Specs on the mouth.

“You’re going to regret that when you’re sick.”

“You’re right. Right now though, I don’t care.”

Later

“WHY DID I KISS YOU WHEN YOU WERE SICK? I’VE NEVER REGRETTED ANYTHING MORE IN MY LIFE!”

#newsies #newsies fic #specsromeo #spot-conlons #prompt

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Rio & Buster

Rio: I've gone home Rio: Can you go back to your 'rents tonight please Rio: Need some 1 on 1 with Indie, will explain when everything's less hectic Buster: Alright Buster: Are you both okay though? Rio: Will be Buster: Anything I can do other than fuck off? Rio: Not right now Buster: Okay Buster: I'll see you tomorrow then? Rio: Yea Rio: Probably, I'll let you know Buster: Probably Buster: Come on Rio: What? Rio: I'm not sure yet Buster: Am I at least gonna get to see you before I go or are you not sure about the day after either Rio: Yes of course Rio: I'll come see you Buster: Well, I'll see you then Buster: Do what you've gotta do Rio: Yeah Rio: talk later Rio: love you Buster: I love you too Rio: [Next day, late lbr] Rio: How's the hangover? Buster: You know I don't get hangovers, babe Buster: Not a fucking amateur Rio: Hmm Rio: Okay, babe Rio: well my head hurts Buster: I've been to the gym, hung out with a half dead Nance and got my school work done so yeah Buster: Like I said Buster: Poor baby Buster: How's Indie? Rio: Such a twat Rio: She's still asleep, it took a while Rio: but Rio: I don't know Rio: really Buster: You love how hardworking I am, don't lie Buster: Do you want me to come get the dog it's gonna need walking, yeah? Rio: No need to rub it in Rio: Yeah, please Rio: I should be here when she wakes up Buster: Anything else you need like coffee or food? Rio: That's okay, baby Rio: How much do you know then, how much did I say Rio: it's all a bit of a blur Buster: Literally nothing Buster: I wasn't even sure if you were gonna say you loved me, like Buster: It was all business Rio: I did though, didn't I Rio: I'm surprised it hasn't got 'round yet Rio: your ma'll be celebrating again today, like Rio: Drew's back inside, he got arrested yesterday Buster: Yeah you did. Thank fuck otherwise I'd have been even more worried Buster: I'm sure my mum knows but I ain't seen her Buster: He must've been carrying so much shit, damn Buster: I can't say I'm not glad Buster: It couldn't happen to a more deserving bloke Rio: Well, I know Meena was going to tell Ro last night so yeah Rio: that'll be fun right now Rio: was last night Rio: sorry you were worried, it got intense there wasn't really time to explain all this then, like Buster: Shit, maybe I should head around there at some point too then Buster: Or offer to drive Nance if she wants to Buster: Don't worry about me, babe, I was well drunk there wasn't a lot of time of me being awake worried after we spoke Buster: Still time to miss you though, obviously Rio: Rather you than me Rio: it's such a mess Buster: What's new, like Rio: Hopefully he was smart enough to keep his stash under the 13 thou mark Rio: it depends if they then got a warrant for his car or house though 'cos they keep so much shit at his 'cos he's fucking replaceable Rio: I've been looking and he could get like 14 years if he's unlucky Rio: a year is his best at this point so Rio: any chance he had of seeing Astrid now is put back 'til then, if ever Buster: He's been in the game long enough that luck shouldn't come into it Buster: Regardless, the cunt's now got an excuse for why he can't see her, he'll love that Rio: I guess so Buster: He's a lot of things but he ain't that stupid, not about that at any rate Buster: There's a reason he always gets out so he can go back Buster: Jammy prick Rio: You could've got along in another life, like Buster: Fuck that Rio: I feel sick Buster: Baby Buster: I'm on my way Rio: It's going to be bad Rio: I've got to tell Edie, no one else will think to Buster: If you want me to do it I will Rio: Yeah Rio: What are you even going to say Buster: I'll figure it out Buster: The truth basically Buster: It's more about what she wants to say anyway Rio: If anything Buster: Yeah Buster: Exactly Buster: That's why I'm offering, you already don't feel well Rio: It should come from one of us though Rio: no, I'll do it Buster: What if Indie wakes up? Buster: How are you gonna juggle both of them? Rio: I'll do it Rio: I can Buster: Let me help you Buster: I can Buster: Whatever it is you need Rio: You can't fix this Rio: none of us can, like Buster: I know Buster: But that don't mean I can't make it easier for you if only in little bullshit ways Buster: Like sitting with you while you message Edie and making you tea or whatever Buster: We're a team Buster: So tell me what you want me to do Rio: I don't know Rio: okay Buster: Rio Buster: It is okay Rio: No it's not Rio: it's so far from being fucking okay, jesus Buster: I mean, it's okay not to have all the fucking answers Rio: Well again Rio: no it ain't so Buster: You can't fix this either, you know Buster: So yeah, it is Rio: I know but that doesn't make it okay Buster: It makes it shit but shit that you'll handle anyway Buster: You always do Rio: Yeah Rio: tell me something I don't know Buster: I can't Buster: You're a know-it-all, remember Rio: Shut up Rio: this is serious Buster: I'm serious Buster: You can do this Rio: Stop being nice Rio: Go away Buster: No Buster: I don't want to and you don't want me to Rio: I know I don't want to do this right now Buster: What do you want then? Buster: Tell me Rio: Oh my God Rio: I don't know Rio: to be unconcious again Buster: So go back to bed Buster: I have a key I can get the dog without waking you up Rio: No, I have things to do Rio: it's irrelevant what I want right now Buster: No it isn't Buster: A few more hours aren't gonna make a difference to Edie, who else is she gonna hear it from, she ain't here Rio: Yes it is Rio: No more being selfish Buster: Fuck's sake Buster: What good is you playing the martyr gonna do anyone? Buster: All its gonna do is run you into the ground Rio: What good has come from me ignorning my responsibilities and doing whatever I want? Rio: None Buster: You ain't on both counts Buster: And taking care of yourself is a responsibility too Rio: Well it's low down on the fucking list Rio: and I'm fine Buster: Bullshit Buster: Lie to yourself if you want, don't lie to me Rio: Get off my back Buster: It's one thing not to give a shit about yourself but you can't tell me not to care Buster: It's not happening Rio: I have no energy for this right now Rio: do what you want Buster: Then stop fighting me Buster: I'm on your side Buster: Jesus Rio: Whatever Buster: Don't Buster: Just actually fucking don't Rio: What now Buster: You're so infuriating Buster: Fucking hell Rio: I ain't sorry Rio: so leave Buster: Fuck you Buster: Why do you always have to do this? Rio: That's just how it is Buster: No it isn't Buster: It's not me or them, trading one responsibility for the fucking other Buster: Selfish or selfless Rio: What do you want right now, seriously Buster: I want you, you idiot Buster: Stop shutting me out Rio: Don't call me an idiot, fuck off Buster: Stop being one Buster: Do you know how many times you've said whatever or told me to leave Buster: I love you Buster: You know that Rio: Why won't you listen Rio: I need to be alone Buster: Then go Buster: I'm not doing it for you Buster: So you can say I turned my fucking back when everything was this fucked Rio: Fine Buster: Christ Rio: This isn't about you, as much as it isn't about me Buster: Yeah it is Buster: 'Cause you think it's a choice Buster: No more, being selfish, yeah? So fuck me Rio: I have to prioritise right now Buster: Fine, go back to being what they need you to be Buster: Put your life on hold, again Buster: Nice to know that your priority ain't me, babe Buster: Cheers Rio: What else can I do? They need it, end of Rio: how do you expect to be right now, there's so many bigger problems Buster: Fuck you Buster: I would literally die for you Buster: And I'm not important Buster: And that's not even the worst thing, it's that you still think it's me or them like I'm not part of this Rio: I can't do this right now Rio: I'm sorry Buster: Yeah Buster: You will be Buster: You and me both Rio: You're not getting the point Buster: Then make it Buster: What are you trying to say? Rio: I'm just trying to keep them alive Rio: okay Rio: that's all I'm trying to do Buster: And all I'm trying to do is make sure you know you don't have to do that without me Buster: I'll always help you Rio: Not now Rio: I've ruined it Buster: Stop trying to give up Buster: I'm right here Rio: I'm not I'm Rio: I don't know, I'm just trying to do the right thing Buster: Me and you Buster: That's the right thing for me Buster: If its not that for you there's nothing else I can say Rio: Don't Rio: that's not what I'm saying Buster: Then what? Buster: If you love me that's all I need from you right now Buster: I'm not asking for anything else Rio: Of course I do Rio: what's the right thing for them Rio: everyone else Rio: that's what I want to know Buster: You can't answer that, they have to Buster: And if they don't know, then what you're gonna wait around until they do? Buster: Why doesn't it matter what you want? Rio: Why is no one here Rio: she's a kid, Edie's a kid Rio: I'm a fucking kid Rio: there should be an adult here doing the right thing for them but there ain't so who else if not me Buster: Call your mum, your dad, Meena Buster: It's not your job Buster: Jesus call my mum even Rio: She won't talk to them Rio: she said it herself, not like she does to me Buster: Then tell them yourself what she told you Buster: She won't like it but I don't fucking like what this is doing to you, okay? Rio: I'm sorry Rio: I really am Rio: you have no idea how much Buster: Rio, come on Buster: Please Buster: You wanna do the right thing, there it is Buster: Tell someone Rio: Are you sure? Buster: I'm sure that you can't do this on your own Buster: That you shouldn't have to Rio: I know Rio: I'm a failure Buster: Fuck that Buster: That's not what I'm saying or what I meant Rio: It's the truth though Rio: everyone's counting on me from both sides Rio: they're all gonna be let down 'cos I can't handle this one thing Buster: It's bullshit Buster: That's why you can't handle it, there's too much pressure Buster: It shouldn't all be on your shoulders Buster: It doesn't fucking have to be Rio: Don't make me right now Rio: I want to talk to her first Rio: but I don't want to wake her Rio: can you come here Buster: I won't make you ever Buster: Not that cunt, babe Buster: 'Course, I meant when I said I was on my way, I just had to drop Nance off at Ro's first Rio: I'm sorry Rio: i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry Buster: Baby Buster: Just breathe Buster: That's all I want Rio: Don't leave me Buster: Never Rio: I love you don't ever think I don't Buster: I know Buster: It's okay Rio: It isn't Rio: I keep getting this all wrong Rio: I was so mean to Indie Buster: You're allowed to make mistakes Buster: It's a headfuck Rio: but I don't want to Rio: there's enough already without me adding Buster: Nobody wants to, babe Buster: We're all just trying Rio: I know Rio: it just doesn't feel good enough Rio: does it Buster: No Buster: But you're good enough, you know that, yeah? Rio: Ha Buster: I'm serious Buster: You're so good, Rio Rio: I don't feel it Rio: but I'm trying, like you said Buster: I love you so much Rio: I love you Rio: you know how important you are to me don't you Buster: Yeah Buster: I was just wound up Buster: I'm sorry Rio: Don't be Rio: You didn't do anything wrong, seriously Rio: You were literally trying to be so helpful Rio: I'm just Rio: I don't know, it's always bad when he goes away and it just got longer every time Buster: I still want to help you Buster: I will Buster: Indie too if she lets me, us in the flat ain't been the worst time of my life, like Rio: She will Rio: she ain't as stubborn Buster: For real what are we doing about Edie? Buster: She can't be that far away if your brothers saw her Rio: I don't think she is Rio: I'm sure I saw Kai out the other night but then he was gone Rio: she wouldn't be without him Rio: I don't know what would bring her back Rio: like, this might or it could to the opposite Rio: you can't predict her, never have been able to Buster: Should we go looking? Buster: Not now but Rio: She might talk to you Rio: or be riled enough she wanna fight me, I don't care Buster: I'll take either Buster: Not like I'm gonna let her hurt you Rio: I just wish there was a reason Rio: why she's got to be gone Rio: 'cos then it could be fixed or Buster: I'm sure there is but she ain't gonna tell either of us Rio: I don't think she knows herself Rio: not really Rio: because I've thought of it every which way Buster: She probably don't Buster: I never used to know why I was so angry when I was a kid Rio: Yeah, exactly Rio: like looking back on it you can think well it was x, y and z but sometimes at the time you just know you gotta, there ain't no other way to be Buster: Yeah Buster: Jesus, sometimes still I get so angry so quick Rio: Yeah Rio: Some shit is DNA, no matter how we try and fight it Rio: but I don't wanna do her like that Buster: I know Buster: Like how Indie thinks being a stoner is in hers Buster: It's fucked Rio: Yeah Rio: Maybe it is, I don't know Rio: there's some fucked shit that keeps repeating itself in this family Rio: and you have to hope we're not choosing it, yeah Buster: Seriously Buster: On the bright side I can take my lack of hangover from how much my mum and dad can both put away themselves, like Rio: It's definitely something Buster: Fucking traffic Buster: Damn tourists Rio: Yeah, you're brave trying to do literally anything Buster: You know I'd do anything for you Rio: Baby Buster: I've missed you Rio: I've missed you too Rio: when she was finally asleep and I wasn't I just kept wishing you were here Buster: You should've called me, baby Rio: I know Rio: I didn't want to risk waking her, and I would've been even worse than I was Buster: I'd take the risk on both counts Buster: I always want to talk to you Rio: Why are you so nice to me Buster: 'Cause you've earned it so many times over Buster: You know you have Rio: Not today Buster: Right now Rio: I'm glad you love me even if I don't deserve it Buster: You haven't done anything to make you undeserving Buster: Ever Rio: I'll make it up to you Buster: You don't have to, but that doesn't mean I don't want you to Rio: I will Rio: you won't be worried on this ever again Buster: I believe you Rio: Good Rio: I mean it Rio: I can't lose you, I can't do it again Buster: You won't Buster: Look at your hand, babe Buster: For fucking ever, yeah? Rio: For fucking ever Buster: Remember that Rio: I will Rio: I do, I promise Rio: I was just scared, but not of you and this Rio: but everything else and the possibility of it threatening us and how happy we've been Buster: And I promise I get that, I do Buster: I get scared too Buster: Not of this, but the Chlo thing Rio: Yeah, she must be getting big Buster: Thank fuck I don't have to see her in school now Buster: Just him Rio: Seriously, that'd be such a distraction Rio: not a good one Rio: he's unbearable enough Buster: Exactly Buster: Last time I did see her there, Christ Rio: That bad? Rio: I can imagine Rio: such a headfuck Buster: I didn't know if I was gonna be sick, cry or hit something Buster: Most likely him again, so good thing I didn't opt for that one Rio: Only so many times 'fore he starts to take it personal, like Rio: it's shit Rio: really shit Rio: the fact there's no retribution for doing something like that to someone Rio: no one's calling her out Buster: Let's not talk about her anymore Buster: I'm nearly there now Buster: Keep the headfuck to the most current one, like Rio: Okay baby Rio: Easy enough Rio: much as I'd like to pretend none of 'em exist Rio: nothing but you Buster: I feel that Buster: This wasn't how I imagined this weekend playing out Buster: St Paddy's was so good before the Drew news Rio: I know, me either Rio: Sod's law Rio: We all knew it was coming but couldn't wait 'til you were gone again, like Rio: no, fine Buster: I'm glad I'm here for you though Buster: Like not only on the end of a phone Buster: And you still have your iconic outfit if I start to forget how fucking good you looked in it Rio: Sadly I had to take it off Rio: even in my state, there was no sleeping in that like it's that comfy Buster: I'll take a moment to think about that Buster: Don't mind me Rio: Weren't looking bad yourself Rio: too good, like, not just Indie looking at you like 😍 Buster: Unfortunately I can't promise the same for right now Buster: [Sends a selfie to show he's got joggers on and is casual af] Buster: Dog walking attire Rio: No you're good Rio: like, put a leash on me too good 🤤 Buster: Fuck Rio: My sentiments exactly Rio: well, more or less Rio: might add a 'me' at the end there Buster: Jesus, babe Buster: You turned me on so much like 0-100 Rio: You should never be at 0 Rio: just wrong Buster: Okay not 0 Buster: like 25-100 Rio: You're just that hot Buster: You're just gonna have to fuck me before I walk this dog Rio: Oh dear Rio: well, we all got our chores, yeah 😋 Buster: If that's how you feel, I'll handle it myself Buster: Been at a standstill long enough, like Rio: No 😧 Buster: Give the tourists something to see Rio: 😩 Rio: Now I'm conflicted Rio: maybe I do want that Buster: I'm not. I want you Rio: How do you want me, tell me Buster: On the stairs Rio: Shit Buster: Gotta be considerate and not wake Indie up, after all Rio: Of course Rio: The neighbours should really be awake at this time right Buster: If they ain't they will be soon Rio: I'm already trying not to make noise for you so Buster: Yeah? Rio: Yes daddy Rio: it's hard though Buster: It really is Rio: Fuck Rio: can I see Rio: please Buster: [sends pics thank god the traffic is murder so he don't die] Rio: mmm Buster: Anything you wanna show me or are you a surprise? Rio: You can see whatever you want, whenever you want, you know that Rio: it's all yours Buster: You are Rio: [Pics] Rio: I really am Buster: God Buster: You're making me moan already Rio: You make the prettjest noises baby boy Buster: They're all for you Buster: I don't wanna make them until you can hear them Rio: Try to be good Rio: you can be bad when you get here Buster: Okay baby Rio: I'm being very good Rio: even though I could be bad, 'cos you're not here yet Buster: 'Course you are Buster: You're an angel Rio: Your angel Buster: All mine Rio: It hurts being good Rio: will you make it all better Buster: You know it Buster: I'll make you feel so good Buster: So soon Rio: I need kisses, daddy Buster: You can have as many as you want Buster: Anywhere you want Rio: my special place too? Rio: that's where i need you most Buster: I know Rio: but I need your big dick inside me more, I can't stop looking at the picture Rio: gonna ride your lap so fucking hard Buster: Yeah you will Buster: 'Cause you always know exactly what I need Rio: 'cos I'm your little girl, daddy takes care of me but I take care of him too Rio: and I know you wanna make me keep eye contact with you on your lap to see how every thrust has me closer to tears Buster: I want you so bad right now just the thought of that is making it impossible to drive Rio: I'm sorry Rio: be careful Buster: Don't be sorry Buster: You're perfect Rio: I just didn't get enough of you yesterday, I wasn't done letting everyone know you're mine Buster: Me either Buster: But I'll leave enough marks for them to still see when I'm gone Rio: I feel so pretty and loved covered in your bruises Buster: Good 'cause you are Rio: Almost as pretty and loved as I feel covered in your cum Rio: but that's just for you to see Buster: You're so fucking beautiful that if I let myself think about for too long I'd cum now here in this car Rio: I'll make you cum there if you want daddy Rio: I promise I don't mind making you hard all over again when you get here Buster: You can't you've got things to do Buster: So have I Rio: 😞 Rio: I know Buster: I can wait, you're so worth that Buster: And I really am only a few streets away Buster: If I kill some pedestrians I'll be there, like Rio: 😏 Rio: Bad Buster: I just need you Rio: I know, you're throbbing too huh Buster: Yeah Buster: I ache so much for you Rio: Imagine how much relief you're gonna feel when you cum deep inside my tight little cunt Buster: Oh fuck Buster: I better not imagine it Rio: I'll imagine for the both of us Rio: then we're going to go out, and I'm gonna be walking 'round so innocent like I've not got your load leaking out of me with my own Rio: running down my thighs Buster: Baby Buster: You're killing me Rio: it's my favourite though, people think they know Rio: but no one knows how dirty i get for you, all the things i let you do Buster: You're my favourite Buster: Everything about you Rio: I know Rio: that's why you own me Buster: I know I said I'd try to be good but you've got me making noise again Rio: I don't really want you to Rio: be bad and noisy for me Buster: You're a naughty girl today Rio: This is what happens when daddy doesn't put me to bed Buster: Oh really? Rio: Mhmm Buster: I better fix that then Rio: You know I need punishing, sir, stayed up so past my bedtime Buster: Good thing I've arrived right on time then Rio: Finally, daddy's home, come put this dog collar 'round my throat and pull tight Buster: Jesus Buster: Who could refuse an offer like that? Rio: Please don't, it'll feel so good being choked out whilst you stretch me out too Buster: I won't Buster: or can't Buster: It's impossible to refuse you when you're making demands like that Rio: I've got lots more Rio: Princess priorities Buster: I'm here Buster: Come and tell me Rio: Really? I have to walk now? Buster: I thought you'd wanna while you still can Buster: But alright, hang on Rio: Fuck, I got you like that, yeah? You gonna break my back? Buster: You'll see Rio: I wanna see. I wanna see every stroke, how big you look inside me, too big to fit but somehow you do and it hurts so good, and how I feel has you biting your lip and screwing your eyes up so tight Rio: Jesus, this is why I can't walk, I'm too ready Buster: You're gonna make me trip up these stairs Buster: Distracted ain't the word for me right now Rio: Sit and wait for me, daddy Rio: if I wanna be a dog so bad, I can crawl to you on my hands and knees, yeah? Buster: Fuck Buster: Now you have to Rio: I am, I'm coming to you lead in my mouth Rio: Puppy dog eyes has never been more accurate Buster: Oh my god Buster: I need you to hurry up Rio: I'm trying but I keep getting distracted Buster: Please Rio: No, no, I need a firm hand and strong commands Rio: Try calling my name and telling me to come Buster: Fine Buster: Can you hear me yet or are you being too slow? Rio: Not quite Rio: I'm not well trained yet Rio: little louder Buster: I'm gonna have to be stricter with you Buster: Too nice always Rio: Yeah, I think so Buster: I know you heard that Buster: And felt it Rio: You've got my attention Buster: Good Buster: Now keep mine Rio: I'll do anything Rio: anything to please my master Buster: Come here and prove how willing you are Rio: Yes sir Rio: you've never seen anyone so eager Buster: I'll be the judge of that Rio: Oh my God, please use me, use every single hole, they only exist to make you feel good Buster: Stop talking and keep moving Rio: Imagine if we got caught Rio: how are you going to explain what a whore I am for you to the nice respectable neighbours? Buster: Focus Buster: There's nobody here but me Rio: Film this, film me begging for you to fuck me 'til I cry, I want you to remember exactly what's waiting for you at home when you have to leave again Buster: I've already got my phone out Buster: Great minds, babe Buster: The nice respectable neighbours are gonna hear firsthand how well you get me Rio: Good, you're about to see exactly how pathetic I am for you, drooling from my waiting mouth and pussy Rio: they can see too, if they wanna, see exactly how a real man deals with dirty little girls who play too much Buster: Enough waiting Buster: Come here Rio: Yes daddy Rio: I love you so much Buster: Now Buster: I'll show you how much I love you Rio: Fuck yes

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Nancy & Rio

Nancy: I heard from Edie, so you can pass that good news on, like Rio: Yeah? Rio: Did she say where she was or anything? Nancy: Obviously not Nancy: Why talk about herself when she can have more fun being a bitch about everyone else, right? Rio: At least you heard from her, something to tell the 'rents anyway, better than radio silence Rio: that's about how it usually goes, yeah Nancy: Yeah Rio: Cheers for letting us know Rio: how's everything? Nancy: The baby's fine. Ro's Ro Rio: Yeah Rio: She been to sleep yet? Nancy: Of course not Rio: Didn't think so Rio: She'll crash eventually Nancy: She should be medicated Nancy: But you know Rio: Not if she's gonna breastfeed Rio: if she can produce milk Nancy: She blatantly won't Nancy: Jesus, if she doesn't want drugs I'll take them Nancy: Fight my mum for them, like Rio: Shame Daddy hasn't put in an appearance yet, could really come through for you all by the sounds Nancy: I'm not that desperate Nancy: Not yet Rio: He'll be gutted Nancy: I'd like to think he'd be a bit too preoccupied to notice me Rio: Unlikely Rio: newborns are time consuming for the Ma sure, but boring lbr, not gonna pique his interest Nancy: I'm unlikely to either though Nancy: This is hardly a club atmosphere Nancy: Shame, like Rio: He's willing to liven up a baby shower Rio: can't be tamed, truly Nancy: Don't Nancy: I can only repress so much and I'm at my limit here Rio: Weren't that bad, like Nancy: Still Nancy: Thanks to your sister I'm in no mood Rio: Whaddya gonna do Nancy: How or what do I know Rio: Well it's over now Nancy: If only we could say that about the rest of this mess Nancy: Did Buster send you his flight details yet? Rio: Can't cry about it forever Rio: she'll get on with it Rio: Drew'll do whatever he does, life goes on Rio: Yeah, did he you Nancy: None of that is good enough, but yeah sure Nancy: Of course he didn't Nancy: He doesn't need me to pick him up from the airport, like Nancy: Priorities Rio: Maybe not Rio: but that's how it is regardless Rio: True enough Nancy: The defeatist attitude is catching, yeah? Okay Rio: What? Nancy: None of us are gonna care about how much of a mess this is anymore then? It's run its course Rio: She's a grown woman Rio: and it's her life Rio: What do you expect me to do Rio: or you Nancy: I don't expect you to do anything Nancy: Just be happy that my brother is coming back for this Nancy: That's what matters, obviously Rio: Why have you got a problem with me suddenly? Nancy: I don't Nancy: You know that's what important Rio: Well I'm not allowed to see the baby so yeah, to me it is Rio: if you want me to rock up and make Ro worse, like, I still won't so sorry to disappoint Nancy: How do you think that's what I want? Nancy: Oh my god Rio: Well you're pissed off at someone, babe and you're directing it at me Rio: and I haven't done anything else wrong, unless I have so Nancy: How are you not pissed off at everyone? That's my point Rio: Because it's exhausting Rio: and I don't care to change her mind of me, she can think what she likes Nancy: It's exhausting trying to hold everything together too Nancy: It's exhausting every way Rio: I know Rio: that's why I've stopped Rio: call it defeatist but it wasn't working anyway Nancy: I don't want to do this anymore Nancy: Maybe Edie's right Nancy: Or you are with using my brother as your escape hatch Rio: Fuck you Rio: that's not what I'm doing Nancy: No? Rio: No Nancy: Well then maybe you should Nancy: He does with you, to deal with being there Rio: Grow up Rio: She's 15 Rio: What's your excuse? Nancy: What's your problem? Nancy: You love him, you lean on him, that's how it works Rio: You have no idea Nancy: I know how relationships work I'm not a total idiot Rio: if you think it's using each other for a means to an end then no Rio: you really don't Nancy: What so you're mad 'cause I put the word use in there? Nancy: Okay its the wrong word Nancy: I'm sorry Rio: Whatever, forget about it Nancy: No Rio: Then what Rio: say what you wanna say Nancy: I don't want to fall out with you Nancy: I need you, okay? Nancy: So let me fix it Rio: We're not gonna fall out Rio: it's alright Nancy: It's not Nancy: Nothing is Nancy: I'm as much of a mess as everything else Rio: Yeah Rio: I know Rio: but I really don't have any solutions, I'm sorry, like Rio: I really am Nancy: It's not your job Rio: Nope Rio: it's no one's but we can still try Rio: or not Rio: either way is fine Nancy: I don't know what to do Nancy: Nothing I've tried works Nancy: I can't even talk to Edie, I'm out of my depth with everything Nancy: Jesus Rio: Well, no one can talk to Edie Rio: It's always on her terms, she's just good at that, it keeps everyone at a distance she's happy with Rio: but Rio: what else do you need to deal with, right now, like? Nancy: It was like I was back on the playground, like oh she's horrible to me I gotta be horrible back Nancy: Am I a child? No Nancy: And you were there the other night too so Rio: You can't beat yourself up about it Rio: It's what she wanted Rio: and you still tried, so it's something, though it doesn't feel worth it, I'm sure Nancy: Yeah, I guess Rio: It is Rio: My Ma will appreciate it if literally nothing else Nancy: It's fucked 'cause so much of what she said about me is true Rio: Don't mean she had to say it the way she did Rio: if at all Rio: 'cos I've been there, I know how it goes Nancy: What does it say about me though that I'm such a mess she doesn't even know me and she knows it Rio: She pays more attention than you'd reckon she could Rio: being gone and that Nancy: Clearly Nancy: What a headfuck Rio: Yeah Rio: I ain't gonna apologize on her behalf, you know but Rio: sorry it's got you this way now Nancy: It's not just her Nancy: I wish I could handle her all the blame but Nancy: hand* Nancy: I've made plenty of my own mistakes on top Rio: Yeah Rio: I know you're struggling right now Rio: and I know the club only ever seems like the answer once you're drunk enough, if that Rio: but I'm fucked if I have any better ideas, you know Nancy: I don't think I can ever go back there Nancy: It's so embarrassing Nancy: Thank god this town has plenty of others Rio: You know Rio: they see it every night too, babe Nancy: Okay, I'll take that but if I see that girl again I will die Rio: Not to be that bitch but do you even remember her face Rio: the snaps already dead, like Nancy: Ouch Nancy: I can't forget 'cause she's texted me since Nancy: I'm such a mess even strangers have to check in and check up Rio: Oh dear Rio: at least she's being Rio: nice? Rio: Yeah, that is shaming, no way 'round it Nancy: You don't even know Nancy: But don't worry I won't give you details Rio: You can if you wanna vent but yeah, also feel free to take it to your grave Rio: again, been there, most of us have Nancy: I don't think you have though Nancy: That's what I'm saying Nancy: We were having fun, I thought, but then she rejected me 'cause I was too drunk Nancy: I can't do anything right, literally Rio: Ahh Rio: awkward but at least she did the decent thing, like Rio: it's rare people do, sadly Nancy: Buster has slept with how many girls on nights out, like Nancy: I can't even get one Nancy: It's depressing Rio: Probably don't make it a competition, like Rio: if the vibe ain't good, people are gonna pick up on it Nancy: I know you're right Nancy: But god Rio: I know Rio: it's frustrating then it's like, kill me Rio: I have been there, just the once like but Rio: I know how it is Nancy: Give me a war story I need to be cheered Nancy: Thanks Rio: I don't think it will 'cos literally your brother only lad decent enough and you get enough of his heroics Rio: hmm Rio: oh, I can tell you about the time I rode his friend James because that's enough to make anyone feel better about their life Nancy: OH MY GOD Nancy: James as in the boy Chloe is with? Rio: Mhmm Nancy: GROSS Nancy: I can't believe they are having a baby together Rio: I know Rio: Wanna feel sorry for a kid Rio: That's the one, like Nancy: Honestly Nancy: That has actually made me feel less sad Nancy: Thanks, Ri Nancy: Sorry I was such a bitch Rio: Don't mention it Rio: Nothing laughing at the misfortune of others can't fix Rio: Kinda Nancy: Can we mention why the hell you let James near you though? Nancy: That needs to be addressed Rio: 😒 that makes it so much worse Rio: lord Rio: cut a long story short, boyf of the time left me stranded and i needed a bed for the night Rio: bad as it sounds, so you are free to judge Nancy: Oh Nancy: Why didn't you go to ours if you were in London? Rio: Well, I was trying to avoid your brother so yeah Rio: fail all 'round Nancy: It's my house too Nancy: You can always go there even if he's being a prick Rio: Thanks for the retroactive offer, babe Rio: appreciate it Rio: as much as it'd be a laugh to come for her mans, not gonna repeat Nancy: I don't even like boys but even I can tell he wouldn't be good in bed Rio: 😬 Rio: oh god don't remind me Rio: the flashbacks 😂 Nancy: Sorry babe Nancy: He always used to flirt with me Nancy: So I'll join you in the gross flashbacks, like Rio: yeah buster said Rio: actual deviant, like Nancy: The threesome jokes, oh lord Nancy: Why James Rio: He's tragic Rio: Can't even wish Chloe on him though Nancy: I bet she'll agree to get another girl in Nancy: As long as she doesn't call me, like Rio: Ew God Rio: the phonecall no one needs Nancy: She's so bi curious we all know it Rio: 😂 you reckon Nancy: That homophobia is coming from somewhere, and in this century, come on Rio: You right Rio: gonna come out on James in like 10 years time Nancy: At least her kid might end up with one decent mum Nancy: I'm still not volunteering though Nancy: Sorry Chlo Rio: Oh snap Rio: sure one of her friends will be down Rio: cute accessory if nowt else Nancy: They've all kissed each other at enough parties Nancy: Don't start me on that Rio: I mean Rio: guilty Rio: at least I backed it up? 😬 Nancy: You need to explain yourself before I fight you Rio: 😂 but we just made up Nancy: And you weren't bullying me for liking girls then kissing them to attract boys, but Nancy: Still side eyeing you Nancy: I was gonna ask what you were doing tonight but now we have drama so, like Rio: Damn, it be like that Rio: I won't even tell you I'm free then Nancy: Invite me somewhere and I'll forgive you Nancy: Maybe Nancy: 'Cause my mum and yours are swapping babysitting duties for my aunt and I don't wanna be home for her return really Rio: Alright Rio: see what I can do Rio: you can crash at ours if nothing else, what's another head Nancy: No drinking and no clubs, yeah? Nancy: There's my only rules Rio: Got you Nancy: I need a girlfriend so you can stop taking me on dates Rio: Oh Rio: Charming Nancy: You know me and my brother don't like sharing Rio: 😏 Yeah okay Rio: nothing personal, is it? Nancy: You know I love you, babe Nancy: Not gonna say more than him but Rio: If you not willing to put up the fight, fine Rio: so defeatist, god 😉 Nancy: I deserve that okay, bitch Rio: Yeah, now we're even Nancy: I'm so sad, be nice to me Rio: I see where you're going wrong, babe Rio: that's no chat up line is it Nancy: Oh my god Nancy: Are you really hate criming me again? Nancy: Girl stop Rio: I'm giving you advice to get bitches Rio: literally could not be more of an ally thanks Nancy: I'm yet to see any actual advice Nancy: Fake fan Rio: Only 'cos you won't let me Rio: call me out for queerbaiting Nancy: When have I stopped you? Rio: It's in your eyes, babe Rio: 👀 Nancy: You know I'm shy Nancy: The eye contact is very intense, babe Rio: 😏 Tips Nancy: If you were that committed to helping me you wouldn't have taught my brother to kiss Nancy: I had to learn on my own, outrageous Rio: Like you would ever Rio: do you remember that kid who used to hang around us Rio: we couldn't think of his name Nancy: The one who dared you? Nancy: Sure Nancy: Sully Nancy: I don't know why I can remember that and not what I did earlier Rio: Omg Rio: that's it! Rio: Nice one, babe Nancy: He was so Nancy: Well, weird Rio: You know Rio: was dubious how often he was in the pub, tbf Rio: not your grandad Rio: idek what punter was his old man Nancy: I feel like it was that man who always left his teeth behind Nancy: Creeped me out Nancy: Not saying it's why I'm gay but sir, please don't Rio: 😂 Rio: ew Rio: root of all your trauma Rio: you have a good memory, I'd forgot so much of this Nancy: What I literally don't have in short term I make up for in recall, apparently Nancy: Men are so gross Rio: Committing that to memory, gotcha Rio: the talent was not all that Rio: probably didn't think they were being judged by children tho Nancy: Do you remember that barmaid? She could be why you're straight by the same logic Rio: Oh my God, I do remember her Rio: literally reminds me of that bitch from the angel Rio: sue, sharon, whatever Rio: if she wouldn't be well past it by now i'd reckon it was her, telling me off still Nancy: Right?! Nancy: Buster never got in trouble, the prick Nancy: Which still hasn't changed Rio: 🙄 such a jammy lil lickarse Rio: bless Nancy: Golden boy forever Nancy: It's not my fault I was clumsy as hell Nancy: I hadn't grown into my tallness yet okay sorry Rio: aw Rio: like bambi on ice Rio: it's so sharon, woman hater forreal Rio: soz we were cute babe Nancy: Especially me, call me hun 💋 Nancy: 😂 Rio: 😂 Rio: i know u did not want her to lips you over me Rio: that's just a barefaced lie Nancy: True Nancy: But we aren't playing truth or dare now Rio: Guess that isn't tempting enough plans then? Rio: back to the drawing board Nancy: It'd be fun Nancy: Until you got too honest about my brother Nancy: Gross Rio: You control what you ask, so don't be nosy and we'll be fine 😜 Rio: Just come over then, I'll find a shitty chickflick on netflix, get some popcorn Nancy: Okay Nancy: Are you there now? Rio: Yep, I don't know who else is exactly but it's chill Rio: no doubt gracie and bills will clamour to go with mum Rio: but can maybe tempt 'em if we got some ice cream in Nancy: I'll let Grace do my nails Nancy: They are so chipped right now Rio: Now that's an offer Nancy: She can straighten my hair too if she wants Nancy: Not gonna resist Rio: Seriously, how could she Rio: like she working on commission with them things, I swear 😏 Nancy: I'll pay her in not loudly booing every time the man is on screen Rio: 😂 that's the spirit Nancy: I can't promise I won't make it gay whenever the 'best friend' appears but you know Nancy: What can you do when its not even subtext? Rio: Idk, go storyboard some fanfiction about it probably Rio: is that not how tween you would do Nancy: I don't even wanna write when school makes me, thank you Rio: You mean you had to whack it to porn like the rest of us heathens Rio: that's so sad Nancy: Yeah Nancy: No wonder I'm such a mess, like Rio: I hope you watched gay porn 'cos lesbian is bad Rio: like bad bad Nancy: Tell me something I don't know Nancy: But there are some lesbians making it these days Nancy: Taking the fanfiction up a notch, if you like Rio: that's something Rio: but we aren't watching porn with my little sisters, sorry Nancy: Good Nancy: If you wanna come on to me I know you can be more creative than that Rio: Throwing down the gauntlet like that alright Rio: I see you 😂 Nancy: Like I said, I need a girlfriend Rio: Yeah Rio: I'll get on Tinder for you, get the ball rollin' Nancy: Don't Nancy: That's not the kind of dares we're doing Rio: Fine Rio: but I'm taken n off limits, remember Nancy: 💔 Nancy: But sure Rio: 😘 heartbreaker forever Nancy: I'll text Sully about it Rio: 100% will dare you to like hey remember me Nancy: If we can find him Nancy: How many Sullivans are there? 1000s Rio: Banking on your encyclopedic memory and my sleuthing skillz, of course Nancy: I wish I knew his actual name like Nancy: Where are you? Was that teeth man your dad? Rio: So many questions left unanswered Rio: are you fit now Rio: should i have hit that Nancy: You should've kissed him instead Nancy: Maybe he'd still be part of the gang Rio: he should've tried harder Rio: wimp, like Nancy: He was trying pretty hard you were just paying more attention to Buster Rio: Shh Nancy: 🙄 Nancy: And I didn't see this coming Nancy: Okay then Rio: I mean Rio: If anyone should've Nancy: I'm an idiot Nancy: Moving on Rio: It's alright, it's not like I kept showing him how to kiss and you were like Rio: this game has been going on too long lads Nancy: Oh my god Nancy: Don't put mental images in my head, like Rio: you know we were avoiding each other Nancy: I know that's what you said Rio: You don't trust me? 😲 Rio: Rude Nancy: I'm just saying Nancy: I've said lots of things and not said even more Rio: Mysterious Rio: Imma get the truth Rio: Sleuthing Nancy: Not if that's literally the game, babe Nancy: You won't have to work very hard Rio: Gotta ask the right questions still Rio: don't downplay my hardwork Nancy: Yeah yeah Nancy: I'm doing my own making myself look presentable so Rio: aw for me? Rio: you didn't need to do that Nancy: More 'cause I don't need Gracie asking me why I've been crying Nancy: But you can still enjoy the view Rio: Oh babe Rio: dry your eyes Nancy: They are, but the mascara ain't letting me forget Nancy: Waterproof is such a lie Rio: Preach Nancy: I've spent so much money on so many different brands Nancy: Rude, like Rio: Practically funded the research, babe Rio: do they care, no Nancy: Seriously Nancy: Let me cry I'm stressed Rio: but well-dressed Rio: what really matters Nancy: Not right now, but you're easily impressed so Rio: 😱 Rio: Literally the rudest thing you've said to me Rio: get out Nancy: Sorry but you're dating Buster Rio: 😒 Rio: square up Nancy: No Nancy: You're small but fierce Rio: Yeah and we're brawling now Rio: 🥊 Nancy: Stop trying to gay bash me Rio: Stop thinking gay and mean are personality traits, bitch 😜 Nancy: Ouch Nancy: Now that was mean Rio: Got too real Rio: you did come for my mans Nancy: He's my twin, I have to Rio: 😂 Rio: Fair, just keep it behind my back too, like Nancy: Fine Nancy: Am I actually a bitch? Rio: No Nancy: You can tell me if I am, like Nancy: I won't start a real fight over it Rio: You aren't Rio: no more than you've got right to be Nancy: That just means I am but you like it 😏 okay Rio: Steady on Rio: it means you're fine Nancy: Alright Rio: Trust Nancy: I'm raiding our fridge for snacks to bring, anything you want? Nancy: Cupboards after Rio: hmm is there anything that contains carbs/sugar in your house Rio: 'cos that's all I'm feeling Nancy: I'm the one who shops for this house so yeah Rio: 🙌 Nancy: I'm literally looting before mum returns I feel like I'm about 10 years old Rio: That's the plan, baby Nancy: Take me back Nancy: I peaked too young clearly Nancy: All been going wrong since Rio: Oh hush Rio: you the same bad bitch you was then Nancy: 😂 Rio: i'm fr hoe Nancy: You're ridiculous Rio: 😑 Nancy: I've never been a bad bitch and you can't be mad about it Rio: Disagree Nancy: How and why? Rio: I'm not gonna be gay about it Rio: but you're funny and not afraid to be yourself with it, what's not bad about that Nancy: There'd be nothing bad about it if everyone else also thought it Rio: Who cares what they think Nancy: Um...me Nancy: Obviously Rio: Why Rio: like genuine Nancy: 'Cause I had so many girls telling me negatives so many years and I don't wanna believe that they are right Nancy: Other options would be nice Nancy: Other opinions too, like Rio: Fair enough Rio: but who do you reckon doesn't think that Nancy: Nobody's changed my mind that they got anything wrong about me yet Nancy: Homophobia aside Nancy: Quinn's the only one who liked me and I proved her wrong fast enough Rio: Plenty of people like you, Nance Rio: and more would if you were more open, that's the only reason you don't feel it Rio: but that don't mean it's bad, it's just statistics Nancy: Whatever, it is what it is Rio: Not whatever Rio: people like you Rio: you should like you Nancy: This family doesn't count Nancy: No offense Rio: why not Rio: they're who you spend most your time with Rio: only makes sense to care about their opinion, like Nancy: 'Cause other than Edie none of them are gonna come for me Nancy: Granddad isn't gonna turn me away from his birthday for being a state, like Rio: you don't reckon Rio: everyone in this fam has a loud mouth Rio: if you were doing something wrong, you'd know about it, yeah? Rio: just because we can't fix everything don't mean there's no accountability, like Nancy: Just 'cause they like me doesn't make me a decent person either Nancy: So like I said, whatever Rio: 'cos we're all cunts, yeah Nancy: No, you're all biased Nancy: I'm one of you Rio: everyone's biased, anyone that likes you that'll just be 'cos they're your friend or your girlfriend whatever Rio: you never gonna get the general approval of the town like, it's a myth babe Nancy: I'll get therapy and I'll get over it Nancy: Moving on Rio: 😒 Nancy: There's too much to unpack never mind for you to fix Rio: Yeah but are you actually going to go therapy Nancy: What else am I gonna do? Rio: Good Rio: the therapist'll tell you Rio: I ain't qualified, like Nancy: Here's hoping I get a man so I don't fall in love, like Rio: Oh God Rio: Don't even play Nancy: I'm not Nancy: You know I probably would Nancy: And I want that even less than I want to tell any man my problems Rio: You would not, you know now Rio: the illusion was shattered very publicly, like Nancy: It happens to loads of people Nancy: Literally a trope, babe Nancy: We can't give me that much credit Rio: Yeah but they know how to swerve that shit better than a clueless straight teacher Rio: shut you right down Nancy: I guess we'll see Nancy: Or not Rio: Keep me posted Rio: but hurry up with them snacks rn Nancy: I'm literally telling you nothing about my confidential sessions Nancy: But yeah Nancy: On my way Rio: 🙄 Spoilsport Rio: I mean how it goes, you div Rio: 👍 Nancy: Keeping secrets is kind of my thing, sorry, babe Rio: Not tonight bitch Rio: 'less you feeling that daring Nancy: Please, your dares aren't gonna be that scary Rio: 😏 Rio: Challenge accepted Nancy: Okay

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Ali & Tommy

Ali: Now on the coach Ali: How's Ro been? Ali: Tried to give her as much space as poss Tommy: I'll give it a minute before I let ma know, yeah? Give you some space too like Tommy: Proper shut down. Standard Tommy: She ain't said a word to none of us Ali: Cheers Ali: Been a fucking event, don't think even Ma can top the drama but not dying to find out Ali: I thought as much 😟 Ali: I don't think there's much to be done but be there when she's ready though, right? Ali: idk, plenty of friends cried on these shoulders but never Ro over this, its new ground Tommy: You're alright Tommy: I reckoned as much when she flew home Tommy: Like I've been in with tea but I'm blatantly juggling cups and nothing else Tommy: She ain't about my efforts Tommy: Offered to dance battle him and she didn't even laugh Ali: Tah for being tea boy though, more necessary and appreciated than it might seem when she's catatonic Ali: to be fair, that isn't funny, babe 😜 Tommy: Giving it a go Tommy: x 2 like Tommy: oi I'm well funny Ali: 💚 Ali: hmm Ali: i hope that's not your aim w this theatre school lark Ali: standup you ain't Tommy: Laugh it up or you ain't getting your welcome home cupcakes honey Tommy: 🌟 baker I am Ali: tears of a clown baby bro Ali: 'cos bet mary berry herself didn't whip up anything for your arrival only days previous Ali: that's da Ali: mum is OBVS paul Ali: the accent, the blue steel, the unnecessary harsh judgment Tommy: 😂 Tommy: The cupboards were bare before yours truly showed up to help with the big shop Tommy: Working my ballet body without rest here Ali: wanna have a fab summer not a flab one darling Ali: only thinking of all the money they ain't had to put into your training #datscholarshiptho Tommy: Put your claws away if you ain't aiming them at a diff blonde lad Tommy: That'll be why I'm shameless fave not cause none of yous are about Ali: seriously don't Ali: he better square up when we're in that car park Ali: if the teachers don't get him first...you won't believe the fucking scandal blatantly occurring rn Ali: obvs 😘 'til Bea and Fraze become the big ballers they wanna be and start paying it back Ali: all 'bout that dolla Tommy: if you heard that lad, gotta post up 🥊 Tommy: someone better smack that cunt Tommy: Spill it sister, how is he on worse behavior? Nearly a proper skill at this point Ali: I plan to Ali: just followed Carly into the fucking cupboard bog, like Ali: in what world are you not getting caught Ali: we're in a fucking tin can Tommy: ERRR Tommy: Your Carly? Tommy: she can do better Ali: I been telling her Ali: best believe Ali: can't drag her out like time out bitch Ali: he's a disease s2g Ali: every fucking girl I know Tommy: 💔 not about that for her Tommy: Every girl except you? 🤔 suspect Ali: nah Ali: don't need to tell you he treats her like shit, duh Ali: ☕ Tommy: let me at her inbox tbh Tommy: not having this Tommy: she's a cutie Ali: do it Ali: meddlin' gay who smugly knows best defs a better stereotype than jealous ex Ali: 😣 no tah Tommy: Valid Tommy: Your eyes ain't gone green though, have they? Tommy: If this is a triangle, or love square tell me now bitch Ali: Bitch Ali: how dare you do me down like that Ali: Nah, I just want her to be happy Ali: and ain't happening with that cunt Tommy: Don't you reckon she knows that Tommy: She was happy with you but that went how it went maybe she's not looking for it to be like that again Ali: Oh, so I just let her fuck her life up Ali: polite smiles from the sideline like SOOOOO happy for you babes, what a man! Ali: Pfffft 😒 Ali: be a better gay Tommy: Nah but putting yourself out there for the real shit is such a THING Tommy: I get it Ali: So dramatic the lot of you Ali: not gotta get a pug and a mortgage Ali: if you ain't going out there tryna be happy every day every way Ali: what's the point Ali: a madness Tommy: Maybe she's all out of trying after putting up with your high maintenance arse for so long ☕ Tommy: 😂 Tommy: Nobody's bringing their best for that basic fuckboy Ali: 🖕 piss off hair product Tommy: Like you take any less time putting together your 'effortless' lewks you faux hippie Tommy: Don't be coming for my crowning glory Ali: Bleurgh Ali: forgot how much of a bitch you were Ali: when you going back again? 😘 Tommy: We've all seen you #bringitforberlin Tommy: Not that I'm jealous nah Tommy: But how was it? Drama aside Ali: 👼 Don't push me down the stairs, watching my back now like 👀 Ali: It overshadowed everything lowkey but yeah Ali: still ace Tommy: You'll bring it back around when you flatten Drew Ali: 🍑👏 him Tommy: 👑 Tommy: what are we gonna do about Ro and Carly though? 🤔 Must focus Ali: soz, my booty has that affect Ali: but seriously Ali: I am fresh out of ideas... Ali: maybe he's like Samson and we need to give him a buzzcut Ali: break the spell Tommy: or shove a bowl on his head and ✂ Ali: ain't far off Ali: ☕ it ain't that cute a cut Ali: its just shiny and blonde, snap out of it ladies! Tommy: Honestly Tommy: Meena got all the looks and that's the tea Ali: Oooooooooh! 😉 Ali: No argument tho even if you're 😍 Tommy: SHUT YOUR MOUTH WHEN YOU TALK TO ME ALISON Tommy: She's just better than him very HIGHKEY Tommy: Take it up with our man JC Ali: 😂 Ali: Bless Ali: so sweet Ali: and finally Ali: a matrimony we can all get behind Tommy: excuse me he made me and her both queens Tommy: too fabulous for your hetero baiting of the audience Ali: sure jan Ali: can't fake that chemistry Ali: told you, you're a shit actor Tommy: Take a step back Marsha if you don't want me coming for your weave Tommy: You reckoned on your ex a few back? Marlene would blatantly kill Drew no questions Ali: 💅💄 jealousy's a disease, get well soon bitch 😷 Ali: now you gay baiting! Tommy: 😂 Ali: Let karma sort him out Ali: Ro's well out of it Ali: Carly, I hope, knows what she's doing, even if I don't fuck with it Ali: he ain't gonna 💔 Tommy: Yeah Tommy: Still, drink and debrief when you get home? Tommy: I wanna hear how the teachers throw down Ali: fosho Ali: dog or you SO 100% G.A.Y. now you refuse to go anywhere that ain't flying at least 2 rainbow flags at all times? 😉 Tommy: 🌈 or bust Tommy: not gonna be Ro's scene but if you wanna bring Carly that cunt isn't gonna set foot in such hallowed ground Ali: A different concept for scared straight but I'm with it Ali: I'll ask her Ali: got a party dress I didn't get to debut, gotta save something for the home crowd, like Tommy: I'd watch THAT show Ali: wouldn't we all Ali: so much teen mum to catch up on, you best not have watched it without me! Tommy: Not trying to get struck down ta Tommy: That fury's all for Drew Ali: unless you've deleted all the recording like ur burning after reading, you're alright kid Tommy: Honey I know what's holy Ali: thank God someone does Ali: Drew getting kicked straight to hell and off this bus if he don't chill Tommy: They still going? Tommy: Ugh Ali: Nah Ali: Laoise and her crew dobbed, which fair enough literally no one needs it, doubt they got started before the teachs' were yanking them out Ali: if they had handcuffs Drew would be chained to his seat rn no lie Ali: citizen's arrests and full-scale riot behaviour going down rn from everyone slating Carly Tommy: omhg Tommy: I hope someone's streaming Tommy: Gonna send my girl 💚🍀 Ali: no doubt Ali: reckon we might have to make an emergency stop Ali: couldn't even make the trip home Ali: really lads REALLY Tommy: And I thought my school was full of drama queens and kings Tommy: Christ alive Ali: honestly Ali: got nothing on the common people Ali: i'm so over it Ali: gonna knock myself over the head in a minute so i don't have to deal Tommy: I'd suggest a sing song but don't reckon that'll cut it Tommy: Call me a bad gay again but Tommy: Never hear you over the war cries like Ali: 😂 if there was ever a moment for kumbaya Tommy: If they'd let you keep your 🎸 you'd be thriving Tommy: Yeah I heard about that casual confiscation Tommy: Weapon in more ways than one though, lads Ali: THANK YOU Ali: how we gon' play for peace now Ali: gonna have to get real happy clappy Tommy: 👏stop👏 slutshaming👏 carly👏 Tommy: End with a mexican wave that knocks that cunt out Tommy: She alright? Tommy: I just saw a flash of Ro, safe to say she ain't Ali: I mean, as much as they're all just using this as an excuse to do that Ali: lowkey have a point on this one Ali: why here and why now Ali: its disrespectful Tommy: Talk to her Tommy: Someone's clearly keeping Ro in the loop somehow, is that likely to be her? Ali: Idk Ali: I don't think its her style Ali: she isn't doing it to be malicious to Ro but yeah, idk why she is Tommy: Is she proper 💘 on Drew Tommy: 'Cause lord Ali: How could anyone be Tommy: I have literally no clue Tommy: But Ro's not 💔 about her German accent or whatever Tommy: It's all about him so there's gotta be something we're missing Ali: Oh, that ain't about him Ali: about a lot of things but him being a vessel for her intimacy issues and insecurities is just one of 'em Tommy: So he could've been anyone? Score - 1 for Romeo Ali: Any dickhead who's not gonna make it real on his end and ruin the fairytale, yeah Ali: dime a dozen Tommy: ☕ Ali: safe to say he's fucked the narrative still tho Ali: although, has he? 'cos secretly feeds into the 'i'm wrong and strange' deal we all know is there Tommy: Savage Tommy: But accurate Ali: I know Ali: Die before I said it to her face, like but Ali: makes me worried if she needs to prove that theory right again he could make a reappearance Ali: everyone loves a bit of self-destruction Ali: can't judge but I am Tommy: Samsies Tommy: Fuck's sake Tommy: This family Ali: Rocky the only one with a healthy functioning relationship tbh Tommy: The realest Tommy: Even ma's met her match in ro rn though Tommy: She's lowkey freaking me out and I'm used to you weirdos Ali: Explain Ali: I've seen her at her freakiest, remember, so are we talking worse? Tommy: True maybe I'm just out of practice Tommy: Ghost like vibes catching me off guard Ali: We'll have to keep an eye on the food Ali: she doesn't eat much, and never in front of any of us now Ali: but I can tell when she's had something Ali: make sure we're not hungerstrike vibes again Tommy: I reckon she'll be alright-ish when you get home Tommy: Much as she ever is, you know Tommy: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Tommy: She's not gonna want to go to hospital or any of that shit Ali: Yeah, you're right Ali: I'm being dramatic, it's catching Tommy: 👑 Tommy: Bea will be if she sees her Tommy: Jesus take the wheel and spare me that Ali: 😬 Ali: can hear the 'I told you so' from here Ali: we're all thinking it but shh Tommy: Inside voices like we do at least Ali: Never know Ali: might be the motivation she needs Ali: Bea disappointment Tommy: Oh snap Ali: You know it works Ali: on Fraze too 😂 Tommy: 😂 Tommy: Yeah