lincoln rigby jr. / 28 / haverford a bottomless pit of fucking bullshit
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"You do my head in, you know that? Come, let’s go Cellar."
"No one wants me anywhere so I go where I want to go. Don’t be so huffy~"
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"I can buy my own drinks, Sophia, thanks. So if you could just leave me to it, that would be great."
As much as I would love to see you beat the shit out of that asshole, I’m going to have to stop you. Come on tough guy, I’ll buy you a drink.
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"The reason why I wanted to fight him was because his face looked like it needed a good punch or five."
Summer laughed shaking her head. “Wow, okay no need to be snappy.”
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"I think you need to step to the side."
Walking by, Charlie hears some men looking like they were going to fight she walked up to the one that was talking. “Woah.. I think both you and this guy need to cool down..” She spoke not really caring if she was pushed to the side.
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"Let's get the fuck outta here, yeah?"
"Holy shit, Rigby — Thank you.
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"I freaked out. There's no other way to put it, I just freaked the fuck out."
"It's stupid, Rose, I see that now, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for putting you through this shit, again. It's just... One day, I woke up from this dream -- well, nightmare -- and... It was Allie's death all over again, but instead of her it was you. Libby had taken off the day before, I didn't think she was coming back, so I woke up... and I started freaking out. Then I got scared, that I'd fuck up and lose you forever, or something would happen and I'd lose you... forever. I began to think that I should have just let you go that night, that everything had been one fat selfish mistake, so I left. Stupid as shit, I know. I even began thinking what everyone would say to you, what a massive mistake you were making, not that I give a shit what people think, but maybe there's a reason why everyone would say the same thing. I know for a fact that you're the only one for me, but maybe I'm not the only one for you, you know? So, I came back because I'm willing to fight everything and anyone in order to change that. If you'll let me, obviously."
"I am mad at you, I’m so mad at you, and I don’t have any more room for that, I just want to know why— was it me? Because a lot of people have been leaving these days, and I’m starting to think it has to do with me, something’s wrong with me, because I drive people away. I don’t want to be mad at you, Lincoln, I’ve forgiven you so many times before, I— I’m so stupid. Don’t make me feel stupid again, Lincoln."
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"That's an awful lot of faith you have in me there, Doc."
Someone needs to stitch you up after… Just… think first Lincoln, please.
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"What ever gave you that impression?"
"Oh boy, I get the feeling you’re not the kinda- you’re not the type to talk things out"
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"--The fuck... You gonna use that shit on me?"
H-hey no, oh god. I-I, I’ve heard worse— you don’t need to. Shit, oh god. I’ve got, I have pepper spray!
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"Yeah... I know." His voice was hoarse, low and tired. There wasn't much he could say more to that. Any promise he could make would have little to no chance of it being followed through, and this fact alone cemented his hatred for what he had become even further. Not even an apology could be pushed out of his lips, for it had become all too futile now. "Just take it though, yeah?"
The younger girl didn’t know what to say. She was shocked, yet at the same time, she was sad; she had left and Lincoln had made no attempt to even call or text her, let alone look for her. Sliding down against the wall, Libby picked up JJ in an attempt to help sort out her thoughts. “I needed you, Joey. I still do. But you weren’t there when I needed you the most. I-I-.. I appreciate the money, I really do, and I love you for that, but I-I’d rather have my big brother around, than a sum of money.”
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"You're fuckin' lucky I didn't deck you right there and then."
"Dude- dude, relax it’s me. Linc, you drunk bastard, it’s me, Adam - longtime neighbors, you taught me how to shoot hoops when you moved here, lectured me about smoking and threatened to kill me if I ever hurt Libby - remember me now? You’re so fucking drunk, man, come on, let’s get you home.”
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"You’re the only messy thing, in my messy world that still makes sense to me."
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"Yeah, I know. But it doesn't change the fact that I don't want you here."
"WHAT?! I can’t come root for you? Come on, you had him on the ropes."
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"Alright, alright... Fuckin' pricks, always pissing me off."
"--Ah, shit, I properly scared you, didn't I?"
"I know you could have, believe me I know. But I don’t exactly have the money to bail your ass out of jail right. So come on. I’m taking you back to my place."
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"Yeah, you're starting to piss me off, so just get outta here."
I am a badass, especially at work, you know that. But, this is not a normal way to cope with a loss Lincoln. I know your going through a tough time but beating up someone just for the hell of it, is not normal. Maybe you should join UFC, or boxing, if this is just a sport. But i’d hate to see you in anger management singing, “I am Pretty.”
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