[text]: All I need is to get out and get laid. [text]: Dude, I’m at a wedding and there’s a mashed potato bar and bacon strip appetizers. I’m getting all emotional. [text]: I need to get some goddamn control over my hormones. [text]: We went there specifically for you to break it off with him and I walk in on you two in the bathroom with his dick in your mouth, [text]: Yeah but who says we can’t be shitfaced and tan at the same time? [text]: Is it weird to invite your FWB to thanksgiving dinner?? [text]: Hey, before I head out, whats your policy on casual drug use and one night stands? [text]: I just want orgasms and emotional validation. Is that too much to ask? [text]: I think I fucked the doubts about us out of him. [text]: If you’re gonna show up unannounced on hangover day, you better have coffee, doughnuts and a boner. [text]: Fuck it, I work hard. I deserve nice sex toys. [text]: The guy in front of me in Walmart is buying a blowtorch, potato chips, and condoms. I’m curious and horrified at the same time. [text]: Being an adult is fun. You can experience a break up, then go fuck someone else in the woods. [text]: So I got cockblocked by our relationship status last night. [text]: Woah don’t start going all boyfriend on me now, you’re here for one thing and one thing only and that’s sex. Hot shameless sex. [text]: This is the fourth time I’ve taken my clothes off for money this year. Is that normal for the average college sophomore? [text]: I think everyone at the office can tell I’m dehydrated. [text]: Just had a reminder come up that just said “Ham”. [text]: It stopped being casual for me when I waxed my vagina for you. [text]: He called out my ex’s name during sex. [text]: I mean, you’ve had my nipples in your mouth now, so I think we’ve reached a certain level of friendship.
[text]: Refresh my memory – were we forced to leave or did we choose to leave? [text]: I didn’t even know we were hiding from the cops, I was just playing with the cats. [text]: I suppose that kind of helps fill the void where my self respect used to be. [text]: I am literally watching TV with sunglasses on because the brightness hurts my hangover. [text]: And you know what the worst part is? Because of him I can now relate to a goddamn Taylor Swift song. FUCK. MY. LIFE. [text]: I was just informed that I asked for a glass of wine at the police station. [text]: I’d call the fact I ended up in my own bed a huge success. [text]: I swear if you help me with this I will eat you out and buy you all the Taco Bell you want. [text]: It was horribly awesome. It’s like looking at the sun: you know it’s bad for you but you just can’t stop looking.
01. ❝ Get out. Your face makes me sick. ❞ 02. ❝ I’m with you as an act of charity. You know that, right? ❞ 03. ❝ Who are you talking to? Show me the phone. ❞ 04. ❝ If I ever see you with them, you won’t ever leave the house without me again. ❞ 05. ❝ What did you tell them? Were you talking about me? ❞ 06. ❝ You know what the punishment for lying is, right? ❞ 07. ❝ Go ahead, walk out. I’ll tell everyone it was you who hurt me. ❞ 08. ❝ That was supposed to be a secret? Well… not anymore. ❞ 09. ❝ I love you, but that doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want! ❞ 10. ❝ Look what you made me do. Clean that mess up. ❞ 11. ❝ You don’t need friends. I’m your friend. You have me. ❞ 12. ❝ I don’t care if they invited you. I told you tonight was for us. You’re staying with me. ❞ 13. ❝ Call them and tell them you never want to see them again. Do it. ❞ 14. ❝ Come on, stop crying. You look so ugly when you cry. ❞ 15. ❝ Great job! You’re ruining us. You’re ruining this whole relationship! ❞ 16. ❝ Give me your phone. I want to see who you’ve been talking to. ❞ 17. ❝ You can’t leave me. I’d die without you. I’d kill myself. ❞ 18. ❝ Don’t yell, the neighbors will think you’re being hurt. ❞ 19. ❝ When we go out, try to look happy for once. ❞ 20. ❝ Sometimes I just hate you so much. ❞ 21. ❝ Do you know how easy it would be for me to kill you in your sleep? ❞ 22. ❝ I know all your friends. I can find out where you’ve been going. ❞ 23. ❝ I love you more than anyone ever has or ever will. Don’t forget that. ❞ 24. ❝ Give me your phone. I want to see who you’ve been talking to. ❞ 25. ❝ Who would they believe? You or me? ❞
It’s not that they’re born brave. It’s not that they’re born strong. It’s just that the universe has decided that this one, this one will have grit and fire and steel in their blood. And it’ll be tested, this cosmic mettle of theirs. They’ll face trial after trial, be broken and damaged in countless ways.
But this one was born to fight. Maybe it’s not the life they would have chosen. Maybe they’d love to lay down their arms. But they were born to fight. It’s what they know. It’s what they do best. It’s all they can do.
🎹 Nighttime in an ancient house/manor, with the tinkling of piano keys from the next room. || Meme
Bryan had agreed to stay over with Garrett, looking forward to spending time with the other man. The manor was large and Bryan couldn’t help but be impressed, wondering just how one could move around and not get helplessly lost at least once or more a day; he knew he would. Even with how impressive it was, Bryan still felt a little nervous and almost afraid; the house was ancient, and though it was very well kept and managed, Bryan couldn’t help but feel it still had a haunted house type of vibe to it. Still, he was with Garrett, and therefore he wasn’t going to allow himself to be scared.
They’d gone to bed, curled up together and Bryan quickly fell asleep. The day had been long and full of activities, and Bryan was exhausted, his eyes fluttering closed almost the moment he laid his head on the pillow beside Garretts. He’d assumed that the other had fallen asleep too, so when he was awoken by a noise from another room, his first instinct was to try and scoot closer to hide against him; only for the boy to be met with the other side of the bed being empty, and Garrett nowhere in sight.
Bryan shivered nervously, slowly sitting up in the bed. There were the sounds of what seemed to be piano keys being played from another room; something that only seemed to add to the spooky feeling that Bryan was getting from being in the house. A creaking sound had him jumping and diving back under the blanket’s on the bed, heart pounding in his chest. He was such a baby, he thought, being afraid like this, this was really dumb and he shouldn’t be just hiding under the covers.
Slowly, he slid out of bed again, though this time he took the blanket with him, wrapping it around him like a cloak that would somehow protect him if needed. He crept across the floor, wincing at the creak that echoed as he opened the door. “… Gar?” He called out faintly, wondering where the other had gone, and at hearing more of the piano, resisting the urge to duck back into the room.
“I was going to sooner or later.” she laughed, returning to nudge. She knew how long and hard he fought to help her climb out of the hole in which she had found herself within. Every time he’d been there, it was her turn to be that for him.”They found someone they wanted for it, maybe he might have had more experience or something, but he wasn’t better. You were damn perfect for it and if they can’t see that then you don’t need to work for them. They don’t deserve to have you in their company.” She comforted him, her arms pulling him closer in the hug. “I know you won’t, maybe try new places and ones who are such shit heads.” She pulls back to look at him, a bright smile growing on her lips. “Oh, I was planning on that as soon as you walked in. Drinks on me tonight now go get dressed, we are going to have fun tonight!”
Bryan couldn’t help but laugh then and grin at her, because he was still glad at least that she’d taken his advice; even if it was at the moment he least expected. “Good,” He teased her lightly then, “I’m impressed.” Still, her words about them finding someone they wanted better hurt a little; he’d gotten his hopes up so much, and it was difficult having them crushed. “Maybe,” He stated softly after a moment, “I’m pretty sure it was that they had more experience. But like… how are you supposed to get your foot in the door somewhere with experience, if no one will let you in to get that experience in the first place?” He wrinkled his nose as he thought about it, wrapping his arms around her tighter, letting out a sigh. “And that’s an idea,” he couldn’t help but laugh then, “Find a place where the people aren’t such shit heads.” He returned the smile, laughing softly. “Well, I’m obviously excited now. I’ll go get changed.” He moved to slid off the bed, reaching out with a smirk to playfully ruffle her hair.
“ Honestly, trust me. If someone knows what kind of fuckin’ jerks the grounders are? It’s definitely me. ” he commented, a scowl to his face, lips pursed for a second before a bitter smile curled around them. “ But to be fair. Our own people can be just as cruel… ” he added, shoulders hunching up in a shrug for a moment. Bryan hadn’t been there… But he had. He had felt it. The beating, the hanging, the beating, the banishment, the rejection– Etcetera. Grounders or Skaikru? He was pretty sure they both were just as bad. Blood must have blood… A hand rose up to move past his nose, eyes flitting to the side for a second before he shrugged it off. “ Anyway… Be careful with Pike and stuff… I mean, you’ve got a mind of your own. Use it… I get where the man’s coming from, really I do. But his actions can be considered to make it worse before it gets better. ”
Bryan was quiet for a moment, wondering about the scowl that appeared on Murphy’s face. He figured that they all had their hardships dealing with the grounders, and he’d heard stories, but he wasn’t exactly sure what the other had gone through. Hearing that their own people could be just as cruel, Bryan couldn’t help but nod. That went clear back to the ark about how cruel they could be, Bryan knew well. Still, seeing the other upset, and knowing something must have happened that Bryan couldn’t understand, he faintly moved his hand to the others arm, in a slight show of support and comfort. That sweet boy was still in there, somewhere.
“What do you mean?” He asked then, tilting his head a little, “Pike is a leader. He led us all through Ice Nation and got us back here, and he’s the reason I’m even alive. I trust him. I mean, he does what he has to to keep us all going, and to keep the grounders from killing more of us. He’s doing the right thing… right?” He felt that tiny bit of second guessing flare again, and he tried to push it down; Pike had done so much for them, why would he ever second guess that? It wouldn’t be right, he told himself, he owed Pike.
The vampire looked at the human for a second in silent contemplation. His reaction began with the smallest of smiles at the corner of his lips, eventually spreading until he found himself laughing to himself. It was laughable. So much so that he tossed his head back and actually let his shoulders shake as he thought about it. Finally he stopped, letting his gaze roll back to the boy with a shake of his head. “Oh no. You’re far to sweet to be one of us.”
Bryan watched the vampire with wide-eyes, his heart pounding in his chest. He was pretty much terrified, and under any other circumstances he wouldn’t have even approached the man. But… this was a set of special circumstances, and he had to know. He needed to be one of them. His face fell and instead he narrowed his eyes at the vampire then, watching him laughing so hard at him and not understanding why.
“… Far too sweet? Really?” He sputtered a bit, looking shocked and confused, though deep down he knew that it was true. He didn’t really have the heart or stomach to be a vampire. But he had no other choice. He needed this. “Look, I’ll… I’ll learn not to be! Just… please. I want to be one of you. I need to be.”
@indiebryan gets a #AZGEDA IS DONE W/UR SHIT starter
“ you’re a FUCKING SLAVE-SPAWN shut up and stop speaking to me as an equal. ”
“I wasn’t born a slave. I’m not supposed to be one. Why can’t we just be equal, is that so wrong?” Bryan grumped faintly, despite knowing he should really learn to keep his mouth shut.
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