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reina-santiago · 2 years ago

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“Jesus,” Reina swore beneath her breath, though she was exactly surprised by this development. She hadn’t bought the whole business trip line anyway. After the way her brother had abused his power in recents months and had gone off the rails with the Sons President, a demotion seemed more likely, if for no other reason than to add a layer of security back to the cartel’s ranks. Matias had shown just how unstable he truly was. Good of Alejandra to recognize it too. “They sure do,” she murmured in agreement, “Can’t say that little fall from grace is underserved though– not after the shit he pulled.” Reina knew she didn’t need to elaborate on it much further– he knew just as well as she did what Matias had done. In any case, she’d rather talk about Rio’s promotion and how he was settling with it instead of her former brother’s downfall anyway. What did she care about a man she’d disowned the moment he’d used his resources to stalk her?

“I know so, mi amor,” she assured him, tone full of conviction. Rio was smart, he knew what he was doing, and he had the temperament to do it. She could go on for hours about how Alejandra had struck gold with him, and she would if he needed to hear it. While she wasn’t a member herself, Reina wasn’t oblivious– she knew what worked within the cartel, and more importantly, she knew what didn’t work. There was no room for Matias’s ego– if Los Santos was truly going to thrive in Tonopah, then someone like Rio needed to be at the forefront of all of it. Smiling gently as he brought her palm to his lips, she looped her free arm around his neck, settling comfortably in his lap, and pressed closer to him because close wasn’t ever close enough– not for them. “No,” she answered, knocking the tip of her nose against his and knowing before she’d even said it that he’d be straight with her. After the last few months of this, Reina felt quite confident that Rio knew she wouldn’t take anything less than the cold, hard truth for an answer. But it wasn’t surprising, not really, to hear that he wasn’t sure where he landed with the new promotion. Reina figured that was natural– it wasn’t like he’d had a choice, and what Alejandra was asking of him was no small thing…of course he was analyzing it death. “You are,” capable, that was– that was perhaps the only thing in this entire scenario that didn’t leave room for doubt. Hearing what really worried him melted her heart on the spot– naturally– because, per usual, Rio was putting everyone else above himself. “I know, baby,” she murmured, bringing her palm to cup the side of his face again. Tracing her fingertips along his brow then back down to his cheekbone again, Reina couldn’t help herself, it was as if she was memorizing every perfect detail of this beautiful man. Trailing her thumb over his bottom lip, she offered up a small smile, “Listen to me– everyone who loves you knows what this means. We’re aware of the risk, and yes, it’s more than before, but you can’t let that cloud your decision-making– not when it counts,” she cautioned, knocking her head in a brief shake, “Because Alejandra won’t care about that. She’s only concerned about her business, not about all the people it can touch.” She didn’t feel like she was telling him anything he didn’t already know, so if anything, Reina just wanted to reinforce it, because maybe that reassurance might lessen some of the burden he was feeling. “Luckily for you, though, most of us don’t scare that easily,” she assured him, flashing him another grin. Still, though, she had to know– was he concerned that this would drive everyone away from him? “Are you worried about that?”

It was hard not to notice the slight tension that formed in Reina's shoulder upon hearing his confession. Whether it was just out of surprise, perhaps fear, he wasn't sure, but it was noticeable only because he was anxiously looking for her reaction. As if somehow it was her opinion on it that mattered to him the most, which in a lot of ways, it actually did. How he would hate for a position he didn't ask for but rather, had thrust upon him, to ruin whatever it was they were building together. Rio felt far too invested in her now to imagine himself without her at his side, though he would understand if it was a deal breaker. The added risk not just to his life but to everyone in his circle, it was something he wouldn't force anyone to take on if they weren't prepared to deal with those threats. Even then, it made him miserable to know that a day may come when they would have to. "A big one, think she's got him running drugs," he murmurs, chest bubbling with a slight laugh. "Mighty fall hard sometimes, huh? I think he took a nose dive into the dirt around the time Aria left, and he just kept on digging down." Rio muses aloud, comfortable enough to speak his mind with her. Was he right? Maybe, maybe not, but it didn't change the fact that Matias developed a whole new side that ultimately became his downfall.

"You think so?" He chuckles, giving her a light squeeze as his lips press a smile to her shoulder. It was as though he could feel a little relief just from hearing Reina say it was a smart decision on Alejandra's part. Not to say he didn't agree because logically, better him than a stranger. It was more a case of being validated by someone as important to him as Reina was which seemed to soothe the chaos spinning around his mind. A darker smile curves at the corners of his lips, arms coming to rest on the sides of the tub while she turns around. In all honesty, he was happy in his silence just admiring the view, brown eyes staring back into her warm green hues. Her question, the soft touch of her fingertips on his cheek, he couldn't help but suck in a breath, releasing it with a quiet hum in the back of his throat. "Would I ever do that to you?" Tell her what she wanted to hear, that was. A softer smile graces his lips as he grasps her hand to kiss her palm. It was a further deflection to her original question but only because he needed just a few seconds to gather his thoughts and even then, "I'm not sure." He admits, a slow crease of a frown denting his forehead. "I feel capable," which he supposed was the main thing, "But," ah, there was always a but, wasn't there? However, she wanted honesty and he wanted to give it. "I'm concerned about what it means for the people around me. It doesn't just level up the risk for me, it does that for everyone involved with me too. So that isn't sitting very well with me." In fact, he knew it would show in his eyes just how much it weighed on him. Reina was a smart woman and well-versed in cartel life, she knew just as much as he did that the better way to target a leader was to gun for those they loved as leverage.

#( ft; rio romero. )#( rio 007. )

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sendaidivision · 3 years ago

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Ryūzō's Thoughts on Third Members

Saburo Yamada

"As a rule, I try not to teach anyone below the age of 15, since they are usually too young or immature for my lessons, which means no middle or grade schoolers. Surprisingly, young Saburo-kun proved to be neither of the two. In fact, his intellect far exceeded that of his classmates. It almost made me wonder why someone like him is still in middle school...

"However, despite his intellect, I'm a bit worried about the boy's stubbornness. He doesn't give enough thought to the opinions of others, and believes himself to be above them simply because they aren't as smart as he is. I sincerely hope he grows out of that mindset before he ascends to higher education. From what I've observed, most high schoolers do not take kindly to anyone thinking that they are better than them."

Rio Mason Busujima

"...Is it bad to say that I know this gentleman? Back during my... assassin days, I was hired to guard an important army sergeant's life for some reason; I didn't really care at the time. But anyway, it was then I was introduced to his bodyguard, Busujima-san. To say that the two of us didn't trust each other was an understatement. He obviously didn't like that I was an assassin, not that I cared. Still, we managed to co-exist long enough for our assignment to be over. We rarely spoke to each other, but the few times we did, I was somewhat surprised by his knowledge. He's a good man, to say the least."

Dice Arisugawa

"Kotono-san could probably tell you more about this young man than I could since they spend the majority of their time in the casinos, gambling away their money. Unlike Kotono-san however, at least she knows when to call it quits. Arisugawa-kun, on the other hand, seems to thrive getting himself deeper and deeper into debt. It's no wonder the boy hasn't finished in school, as he has not a lick of sense in that brain of his..."

Doppo Kannonzaka

"Though we don't know each other fully enough to be called friends or acquaintances, Kannonzaka-san and I are on good terms. I ran into him whilst I was in Shinjuku. He apparently lost his bus ticket, so I paid for him to come on, which he was thankful for. He was a quiet man, but I wasn't bothered by it. He seemed to be plagued by a dark cloud over his head. Honestly, it was hard not to see a bit of myself in him..."

Rei Amayado

Ryūzō frowns at Rei's photo. "Were it not for the fact that he is acquainted with Tsutsujimori-san, I'd have seriously hurt this man. I caught him outside the Academy trying to pass himself off as a homeless person so he could con some of my students. Naïve as they were, they didn't know that the old man was fooling them. Luckily for him, Tsutsujimori told him off and told him not to come near the Academy again. The man apologized and walked off, as if nothing was ever wrong with him. I question exactly why a smart, educated man like Rosho-san is affiliated with a con artist like him...

Hitoya Amaguni

"I don't know fully know much about Amaguni-san, save for the fact that he had to take my statement in the case involving young Aimono-kun. Despite his gruff demeanor, he seemed like a passionate man who obviously has a thing against bullying. And he did manage to get Iyogi-kun sent to prison for his bullying. I personally thanked Amaguni-san and told him to take care of Aimono-kun. I've no doubt Jyushi-kun is in good hands."

#hypnosis mic oc #hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #kiya kara #sendai division #ryūzō mizutori #saburo yamada #rio mason busujima #dice arisugawa #doppo kannonzaka #rei amayado #hitoya amaguni

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mehphoobia · 4 years ago

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You are beautiful

pairing - Tom Holland (actor) x Reader (college girl)

summary - Y/n is visiting her parents for the first time to Rio, whom she doesn’t know properly because they left her with her aunt when she was young. She is insecure about meeting her parents but she finds comfort in a stranger.

MASTERLIST

word count- 2.9k or around 3k

warnings - mentions of insecurity and self doubt, no swearing(cause its like my first post so gotta stay ‘pure’)

“Get up Y/N and Claudia…its 8 am already. We are going to be late.” a faint alarm could be heard from the kitchen, two rooms away from your room.

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Your parents had been looking forward this vacation for months. With your father working in Rio for the past 7 years and your mother being a full time nurse at a nearby hospital in Rio where your parents lived, you never got a chance to feel how it felt to be with your parents. So naturally with no one to your care, you grew up with your Aunt Cass and your cousin Claudia, around whom your entire world revolved for the past 20 years.

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Grumpy, filled with laziness up to the brim Claudia dragged herself to your bed and tortured you to get up. “Just two more minutes. I swear”, you begged as if she was listening. Then came the final blow with a splash of water on your face and then well….its self-explanatory. You both got up, finished through the verbal fight which left Aunt Cass chuckling in the kitchen.

“Aren’t you a tad bit excited to go to Rio, it’s been years since your parents last spent time with you.” Asked Claudia looking at you expression-less face in the mirror while brushing your teeth. “I don’t know Cloud, it’s just that I don’t know how I should feel about it. I am nervous and scared and tired just thinking about how awkward it can get.”

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Your parents had last seen you on your 16th birthday, when they showed up at your house. The 16th year where you are neither an adult nor a child, of all those years they could have shown up, it was that year. Your mother had gifted you a manicure set and your father had bought you a hair kit and you absolutely had no idea what to do with it. Little did they know that you were more interested in trekking and photography rather than painting your nails and dyeing your hair? Where other girls chose tight fitting dresses and expensive heels you chose the comfort of sweatshirts: pajamas or jeans and sneakers.

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“You will be fine, it’s YOU after all. If I can tolerate you enough to share my room with you then trust me, anyone can put up with you” said Claudia boasting her patience and handing a comb from her dresser. “Why don’t you curse or compliment me one at a time” you snapped annoyingly. But you were grateful for supportive arms around you which calmed you down.

After getting ready, you greeted Aunt Cass with a smile on your face and a stretched good morning as you helped yourself with some toast and orange juice. “Eat well, it’s a long flight after all” said Aunt Cass followed by a “Yes ma’am.”

“Keep your phone charged at all times. Keep calling me after every two hours and did you pack enough clothes to last you a month. I don’t want to hear your mother complaining later about it. Should I pack some extra snacks for you, you will surely not take care for meals and if you skip any your meals throughout the day, I swear you have had it then.” It never ceased to amaze you how multitasking Aunt Cass could be. She is strict, tough and a woman of her words. There was not a single day when you and Claudia had not done your college assignments or homework with Aunt Cass being at home. But at the same time she would sit with you past midnight when both of you cousins stayed awake for you midterms. Maybe that’s why you never missed your parents because you never had a void in your life, Claudia and Aunt Cass had filled it lovingly.

That being said, before you knew it all three of you were in the car and already off for the airport. The entire ride was filled with constant chattering as to how famous and beautiful Rio is and as how will not be able to walk down a street without bumping into a celebrity. However you were lost in your thoughts about living with your parents for a month, about whom you knew nothing and neither did they about you.

After reaching the Leipzig Airport, you waved them goodbye, leaving the loving and proud embrace of Aunt Cass and a cute envious look on Claudia’s face you were all set for Rio.

During the flight:

It was a 15hr flight, with the overthinking and hyperactive person you were there was no possible way you could have had a simple excited flight journey, but there is no harm in wishing one for right? Or so you thought.

When you were boarding the plane you noticed an unusual number of bodyguards outside, literally engulfing the poor person standing in middle. What annoyed you the most was the people who were cheering, because at some point of time it wasn’t cheering anymore, it was a mob attack. After boarding, what greeted you were the over excited air-hostesses which was obviously because ‘the person’ as you painfully learnt through the mob attack. But all you could care at that moment was your seat being a window seat or not, and luckily it was. After putting your hand luggage in the upper compartment (you had three suitcases and one hand luggage) you finally asked a fellow passenger dressed in black hoodie with a mask on his face and skinny jeans as to what exactly was the commotion about and to brief you about the situation. The answer surprised you- it was none other than Tom Holland.

Your mouth was literally in the O shape and eyes wide open. It was the Tom Holland. It was your favorite actor travelling in the same flight with you. That explained the mob attack. The only person that came to you upper floor was your Claudia.

Y/N: TOM HOLLAND is in the flight right now!!!!!! Tom freaking Holland.

Claudia: wwwwhhhhaaatttt!!!???????, damn I knew I should have gone with you. How could you do this to me? Why?

Y/N: I am sorry ok I didn’t know or wait maybe I did. His visit to Leipzig was mentioned in his itinary on his twitter account how could we miss that? We just got lucky man and also I was squashed in the mob attack at the airport.

Claudia: Oh! You mean you got lucky dipshit!? Please tell me you got a picture!

Y/N: no I couldn’t, I hardly knew about him being on the plane I asked someone and I have been freaking out since.

*announcement for switching off electrical devices.*

Y/N: I have to switch off my phone for a while, the flight’s gonna take off.

Claudia: okay, I knew I should have come with you. Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!text me soon..love you

Y/N: yeah you should have, I miss you. Love you too.

“Are you a fan too?” asked your neighbor. You look at him with suspicious eyes was he eying your texts? Because if he was, that’s not healthy and it creeped you out. Even though, “well yes, me and my sister.” You said and hoped the conversation will die out there. He took the answer and you could imagine a small smirk curling upon his face by the wrinkling of his eyes which was adorable. By his physique and posture he looked no older than early twenties. “What about you, are you fan?” you asked, unknowingly and regretted it immediately. “He doesn’t bugger me, so you could say so. How long have you been a fan?” ,“My aunt happened to be watching ‘The Impossible’, when we were younger and we have been crazy about him since. My sister liked him like crazy as to how cute he was but I liked his acting in the movie but ended up liking him too.”

“Very interesting..” something about him was attracting you, maybe his aura, the charming vibes, you didn’t know, but you were just attracted. But something pinned you, his accent, he had a British accent. Unknowingly, when your eyes met, your heart skipped a beat. It’s him. He was sitting right here. He realized your surprised expression and said, ”You can take a picture now” he chuckled and looking directly at you. Your brain on the other hand was still processing the vital information and the very awesome physique with veiny and beautiful hands and captivating eyes. How could you miss his eyes, those beautiful passion filled dark brown eyes.

“uh..um..h hi, I mean hello nice to meet you, I am Y/N”, ”Tom Holland” he said extending a hand not taking his eyes off of you. It amazed you really, how could he despite being an actor maintain such a down to earth personality. The way he talks, listens to you, waits for your reply and him being in the economy class instead of comfortably sitting in the first class seating arrangements. Wait!?Why was he here?. As if he read your mind and a sudden change in your expression from being flustered to confused. “Too many people, I needed to get out of there and breathe by myself for once. No cameras, no media, no stylists….jus… just plain old me. By the way, my manager is my imposter”, he said with a smirk on his face.

“Oh sure, I can understand that, it can get tiring sometimes. The attention being forced on you that you were never used to it. My parents too, in that way, been out of my life since the very year I turned 1 and suddenly they want meet me and want me to stay with them for a month in Rio. I didn’t want to but my aunt convinced me and I couldn’t say no to her. ”, ”You stayed with your aunt your entire life? Didn’t you miss your parents?” his passionate eyes suddenly changed into concern and pity, “yeah, but she means a lot to me, she was there for all my dance ceremonies, each and every one of my birthday’s , my graduation, she means the world to me so does my sister, she is like my pillar, my support , an annoying one at that.” You said smiling on you lap, and you could feel his gaze softening upon yours. ”my parents, uhh…you can never miss something you never had.” You looked at him again, but this time you could feel and see his gaze on you, watching you and never leaving your eyes.

Both you were so lost in each other that you didn’t realize when the flight had taken off and the snacks table breaking your moment. “Oh it’s been so long already since the plane took off, I didn’t realize we even missed the safety instructions”, you both chuckled at that. “Oh man!, you are really beautiful, really” he said running his hand down his locks and realizing that his tone was a bit too loud, and he meant to keep the compliment to himself. “Sorry?” you asked, despite you pretty much heard it when he said it, you wanted to hear it again.

“uhh..i m..mean your teeth are beautiful.” He realized what he said and his expression was like ‘did I really just say that?’. “I mean your smile is beautiful, Not your teeth..oh wait..I mean your teeth are beautiful too but your smi…” you couldn’t hold you laugh anymore looking at him and his cute ‘war’ with himself. “Thank you, I guess, a lot of people say that about me after I got my braces removed.”

“Oh you had braces? Since when?” “around when I was 15, like every girl wanted to look pretty and wanted boys around her ,so me and my sister had braces for the sake of it, not that I cared about me getting a boyfriend, just for fun”. He seemed to have got stuck on one word, “so you got one?”…”got what?” , “a boyfriend I mean?”. His expression changed and yet again you could feel blood rushing to your cheeks, “I always wanted a crazy guy, who could have something similar to my interests, ‘cause I am not like every other girl in the town, I am into trekking and photography and outdoor activities, not just a girl who likes shopping and who always has to be around people so, my specifications are a bit particular, so I have never had a boyfriend.”

“So, no boyfriend, right?” he asked as if that being the only part he was interested in, or who knows may be he actually was.

After a few hours, you realized you had a lot of things in common and the internet was all wrong about his interests and all. It was like meeting a complete different person, a person whom you have known for the longest time as if you have always been together. You were attracted to him and so was he to you, and you could tell that.

“So what are you doing in Germany? Did you have a shoot here?” you didn’t mind asking because he already had mentioned a lot of stuff that he was not supposed to and also his eyes lit up when he was excited to tell you about some stuff anything at all. “uh..yeah we had to film a segment in Berlin and then we decided to take a break, so I around different places and now we are heading towards the Carnival.” “oh Carnival huh? My aunt says its pretty lively. That was like the main reason why I agreed to go Rio. ”

“so don’t mind me asking, but are you going to be awkward around your parents? Like I know you are not very close to them..” he asked you sincerely concerned with his hands slightly brushing off of yours on the handle of the seat. It’s like he wanted to hold your hand because he knew the weight of his question but he felt like you would disintegerate if he did so. You could feel the same pit around your stomach filled with nervousness that you had forgotten about a for couple hours. “I don’t know, it’s complicated, I don’t know anything about them and also they might have certain expectations about me and what do I do if I do not live up to it. I know we haven’t had a very comfortable story build around us but somehow I don’t wanna disappoint them from my side because they don’t know anything about me like the birthday incident I mentioned about. But I simply don’t want to disappoint because I don’t want my mother, who was never there for me, to question my aunt, who has always been there for me” It’s like you pour the entire timeline of your life in front of Tom and you were scared if he would drift away. “I understand Y/N, but your parents were the ones who planned this trip right?” “yeah they were the ones.” “so that’s it, you know when I have too much on my plate, my manager asks me to take a break and let everything go for sometime. All my meetings and appointments are cancelled because I will ruin them anyway, so there is no point of it. Your situation is kind of similar too, you have had a lot in your life with you parents not being there and now you simply just have to take a break and forget everything for a while because that’s what your aunt wants to you to do.” His hand finally rested upon yours and none of you flinched. It’s as if it’s meant to be.

That being said, you have already arrived in Rio and a beautiful ocean greeted you with open arms and you accepted it with a fresh mind. Tom’s hand still resting over yours and his fingers brushing the upper part of your hand and you look at each other embracing each other’s warmth with your eyes. That’s when you realized that you have fallen for him, not Tom Holland but just him, just Tom.

After the plane landed he was still holding on to you, scared to let go. He was scared to let you go because he cared about you and some fact had gotten him attracted towards you and he was scared to show you his vulnerable side. On the other hand you were scared to let go because you might never see him again. As if he sensed it again, what you were thinking, “I will see you again for sure. Don’t worry.” With a tight squeeze on his hand you let go and say “thank you, I will wait for you.”

“me too.”

You didn’t see him again after departing the flight, he would steal glances out of every opportunity to see you ,lost between the flashes of cameras and cheering, till the last second. The last time you saw him was to murmur something to his manager pointing towards you and that was it, the escalator distanced him from you. But you would still wait..

Outside the gate you could see your parents waiting for you, with Tom’s words in your mind you greeted them with a smile and everything seemed normal, as if they were always with you.

Two weeks later, still no message from Tom.

Claudia bombarded you with messages, when you told her about the entire duration of the flight. You were kind of annoyed with messages cause they were literally somewhere is hundreds. So you decided to ignore her for sometime.

*Ting* some part of you wanted to check that message but the other part of you wanted to go eat pizza because you were really tired from messaging and explaining everything to Claudia over texts. But then you were like *screw it* and you checked the message and…

*unknown number*: I said you were really beautiful Y/N….

A/n- uh..first of all thank you for reading this, cause it like my first post and my first fanfiction so i was a bit skeptical about posting this but fuck it, here it is guys it took me around four hours to complete this and its worth it.

also if you wanna be tagged in this just let me know!!! *uwu face*

lemme know if you want a part 2 of this, because I will gladly include it with improvement of course, love you ppl...

#tomholland #tom holland #tomholland fanfiction #tomhollandxreader #tom holland x reader #actor!tomholland #actorxreader #tom holland imagine #tom holland fluff #tomhollandfluff #tomxreader #actor tom holland #actortom #marvel

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artificialqueens · 4 years ago

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Y'all Don't Even Care About Me (Biadore) - Whiskey Neat

A/N: I’m finally back! It’s been a while since I’ve written but I got struck with some random inspiration recently and this fic is the product of that. I also wrote out a whole outline for another fic today so hopefully that one will be coming soon. But yeah, here’s more Biadore angst *pretends to be shocked* I went a bit dialogue crazy in this one but I think it came together okay. Enjoy!

Summary: Adore gets caught up in her own head and Bianca expresses her feelings.

Things felt different since their conversation earlier. Adore had gone off about one of her exes yet again, which led to an even deeper discussion about how she felt that no one loved or cared about her.

The irony of it all was that she was having this conversation with the ONE person who had always been there for her no matter what.

There were countless examples of how well Bianca Del Rio treated her:

Who lent her money when she was running short? Bianca.

Who stood by her side no matter how much trouble her bad decisions put her in? Bianca.

Who held her hair back when she was feeling sick? Bianca.

But somehow Adore always ended up complaining that no one cared, and quite honestly, Bianca was sick of it. It was difficult hearing those words fall from the younger queen’s lips, as if all the things Bianca had done didn’t matter to Adore at all.

Deep down, Bianca knew Adore didn’t have ill intention when she seemingly overlooked her love and kindness. Adore often spoke from emotion rather than logic, resulting in her saying things she didn’t truly mean. Some days Bianca could look past it, other days it bothered her quite a bit…and today was one of those days.

She decided to make Adore aware of how disrespected she felt when she said those things. Adore denied ever overlooking her, leading to an exchange of heated words which resulted in the two not speaking for the rest of the afternoon.

*later that evening*

“Willow, can you help me make a design for my dress?” Adore asked hesitantly, hoping that Bianca’s anger from earlier had dwindled out over the past few hours.

“And why would I do that?” Bianca asked flatly from her seat on the couch. So much for the anger being gone…

“Because you love me?” Adore replied, putting on her most innocent pout.

“Do I?” Bianca asked, looking her dead in the eye.

Adore faltered, sensing that there was not one hint of humor in Bianca’s tone.

“…..d-don’t you?”

The silence that followed, on top of Bianca’s harsh glare filled the air with the most unbearable tension either of the two had ever felt.

As soon as those words left Bianca’s lips, Adore could swear she felt her heart drop into her stomach. Her eyes stung with tears and her legs suddenly felt weak as she stared back into Bianca’s icy brown eyes.

“You…you really don’t-“ Adore’s breath hitched, hot tears stinging her cheeks. The doubts spiraled around her brain and it felt far worse than the heartbreak any ex boyfriend had given her.

“Of course I fucking do! Don’t you get it?” Bianca exclaimed, unable to look at the complete and utter heartbreak on the taller queen’s face any longer.

“No. Apparently I don’t.” Adore said through tears, shaky legs carrying her to sit on the pale gray arm chair across from Bianca.

Bianca sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Can you please try to understand then?”

Adore shrugged, looking down at her chipped nail polish and picking at it.

“You come and talk all this bullshit to me about how no one cares about you, and no one loves you, bla bla bla. But do you not realize that I do?! Do you not realize that I would not sit there and listen to you if I didn’t care?”

“I didn’t mean-“

“No. Let me finish. I let you sleep in my room…not even just in my room, but in my bed when we’re on tour…whenever you want, drunk or sober. Hell, we even cuddle. I always answer the door or pick up the phone for you no matter how late it is or how tired I am because I want to know that you’re safe and that you’re okay. And when you’re not, I’ll listen to you talk and I’ll be your shoulder to cry on until you feel better. I would not do that for anyone else. I love my other friends but they know I’m not picking up the phone for them at 4 in the morning. Do you know why I do that for you though? Because I fucking care about you. I want to see you happy and I’ll do anything in my power to make sure that you are. Why? Because I fucking love you Danny.” Bianca ranted, pacing back and forth in front of Adore.

By this time a fresh wave of tears was cascading down Adore’s cheeks. She didn’t know what to say. Of course Bianca loved her, she knew that. She hardly ever doubted that until moments like the start of their fight a few minutes ago. Luckily for her, she had time to collect herself as Bianca continued before she had the chance to speak.

“So that’s why it bothers me when you tell me no one cares…when you’re literally talking to someone who does. Because it feels like all the things I do don’t even matter to you. And I know you don’t do it on purpose but fuck Danny…I just,” Bianca sighed, kneeling in front of Adore and taking her hands, “I just wish you would see how much I love you.”

Adore inhaled a shaky breath. “Of course it fucking matters Yanx…it all matters…so much. You mean everything to me…” She whispered with a soft sob.

Bianca lightly tugged at Adore’s hands until the younger queen joined her on the floor, engulfing her in her arms.

“That’s why I got so scared when you said that earlier. I thought I fucked up for real this time and I was gonna lose you for good…” Adore whimpered into Bianca’s shoulder, wrapping her arms in a death grip around her.

“I never meant to make you feel like that. Like I don’t appreciate you…or like what you do doesn’t matter. I think about it all the time and sometimes it just doesn’t feel real because no ones ever loved me like you do. And I’m scared-“ Adore’s voice wavered, “I’m so scared that one day you’re just gonna stop. That you’ll get sick of putting me back together and taking care of me and I’m so sorry Bianca, please don’t leave me!” Adore dissolved into sobs again.

“Hey no, I would never leave you. Where’s this coming from, Pussyface?” Bianca asked, realizing now that this was a lot deeper than she had originally thought.

“I just don’t get like…why would wouldn’t? I’m a fucking mess, Bianca. All the time. Don’t you get tired of it?”

“I get irritated sometimes, sure. But it’s never bad enough for me to want to abandon you. I don’t think there’s anything you could do that would make me want to do that. You’re too important to me Danny.”

Adore sighed shakily against Bianca’s chest, staying quiet and focusing on the sound of the older queens heartbeat.

“I’m serious. I would never ever abandon you…no matter how angry or annoyed I get. I want to see you happy and if you need my help I’ll be here. Always.” Bianca promised, rubbing her hand up and down the younger queen’s back.

“I know. I know you will…I just-“ Adore wiped her nose on her sleeve. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to be.”

“Yes I do. I’m sorry I don’t tell you I appreciate you more…and I’m sorry for being so dramatic about this and about just like…everything? But I’m only like half sorry for doubting you so quick earlier.”

“I shouldn’t have given you a reason to.”

“No, you shouldn’t have. Don’t ever do it again, Bianca. That made me feel like the biggest fucking piece of shit ever.”

“What…are you gonna punish me if I do it again?” Bianca joked, with a smirk.

“It’s not funny!” Adore whined, desperately trying to hold back the smile that was creeping onto her lips.

“Okay! Okay…all joking aside, I’m sorry for that. It was bitchy even for me and I won’t ever do it again. I could literally see your heart breaking and that made ME feel like the biggest piece of shit ever.” Bianca replied. “Now can we quit all this sappy shit and just kiss and make up already?”

“But you never let me kiss you…” Adore pouted.

Bianca sighed, “Just this once.”

Adore sat up and pressed her lips against Bianca’s cheek. “I love you Yanx” she mumbled against the warm flesh. “I’m so glad I have you.”

#rpdr fanfiction #biadore #adore delano #bianca del rio #whiskey neat #angst #fluff #canon compliant #submission

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Rio & Buster

Rio: I just got the last of my stuff from Dan’s… so that’s officially dealt with and done

Rio: You said your parents had a conference THIS weekend, right?

Buster: Yeah? So he’ll still be crying by then, but you don’t have to be, ‘cause I did say that, they’re [deets] all weekend

Rio: You don’t need to concern yourself with how he is or isn’t feeling ever again, sweet as that is, babe

Rio: Great, because I have likewise just finished convincing my mum that Nance needs some quality girl time and she, for some reason, can’t come here as per and I NEED to go to yours

Rio: I can even pull a sickie Monday so Sunday can really count too

Buster: The party I’m gonna throw is a perfect cover for why you’ve gotta be here with Nance, there ain’t a bigger cunt move than inviting everyone from school to swarm all over our house, and it’ll work for how loudly you’re gonna wanna tell me you miss me when you can get a second away from her

Rio: Even if her go-to is locking herself in her room, I’ll convince her it’ll be more fun to join in

Rio: hers is not the room I don’t wanna leave the whole time I’m there, like

Rio: 🤔 I might be able to invite some people to come hang with her

Rio: Your party will have plenty to offer for people that aren’t me, yeah?

Buster: ‘Course, it’s me hosting it, it’ll have everything

Rio: I won’t oversell it quite that hard 😏

Rio: but I know people who’ll be down

Rio: Ava went with them, or is she coming here?

Buster: Get her drunk and you can come see me play on Sunday before she’s even awake to realise you’re gone

Buster: Ava’s going to a friend’s after school on Friday ‘til they get back, probably having her own kid party, like

Rio: I can just wanna drool over the other lads on your team

Rio: she’ll think that’s standard straight girl behaviour and not bother to get out of bed for it

Rio: Cute

Buster: You can wanna before you’ve seen any of ‘em, yeah

Buster: Long as she steers clear of the Brandy in her friend’s parents drinks cabinet, it’ll be fine

Rio: The whole squads busted? Awkward

Rio: Luckily you know my actual motivation to get up at the crack of dawn

Rio: Undoubtedly, she’s smarter than us

Rio: I know all my siblings make me feel like a total idiot in comparison

Buster: Compared to me

Buster: She’s less reckless than me, but less cautious than Nance, as combinations go, I reckon she’ll do alright with that

Buster: I ain’t sorry for living dangerously though and an idiot is the last thing I feel like

Rio: I don’t need to see them to know that

Rio: Good, because if you were going to turn around and tell me not to come already…

Rio: I was scared you’d get back to London and not talk to me again like before

Rio: like, I didn’t think you would with my rational brain but that other 10% or whatever

Buster: I was thinking you’d not be able to get to London without the excuse of someone getting married or born or dying, shouldn’t have underestimated you, or how much my sister didn’t wanna come back

Rio: Mum is pretty chill, it’s more explaining it when your parents are about

Rio: or when you suddenly want to come here again

Buster: Thank Christ they never are

Rio: It does work in our favour

Rio: and if I wanna see the sights, no one is going to be mad at me staying safe and staying with family to do so, right?

Rio: it’s mainly Nance who we need to worry about

Buster: We don’t have to worry about anything, she’s preoccupied with her own shit

Rio: Yeah, can’t argue with that

Rio: or blame her

Buster: That said, we won’t take unnecessary risks

Rio: When you put it like that, I obviously want to

Rio: only the necessary ones then

Rio: because some are

Buster: Right now they all feel like they are

Rio: Tell me about it

Rio: I feel like I’ve barely been here because I wanna be with you so bad

Buster: Alright, I’ll tell you about how I hard I get when I think about seeing you again so I couldn’t come to the airport even armed with the best excuse to ‘cause a glimpse of you would mean I’d have no choice but to stay in the car and then immediately pile all your suitcases on top of me

Rio: Now I’m going to miss you even more on the drive to yours

Rio: How am I not going to just jump on you as soon as I see you

Buster: I’ll make sure you don’t see me until you can

Rio: Is it better to have the party in full-swing when I arrive or is there any chance we can be properly alone before?

Rio: Could ask Nance to get snacks and stuff for my arrival, that’s a believable amount of cheek from me and would get her out of the house for at least long enough to say hello properly if we time it right

Buster: We’ll time it right then, just ‘cause she ain’t throwing a party don’t mean she can get away with being a shit host

Rio: I think that makes sense

Rio: your friends aren’t going to just ignore me straight away, that’s just facts not being cocky

Rio: so it might take a while to get lost during

Buster: Yeah, they don’t all show up wasted, some of ‘em can handle their pre-drinks

Rio: I should hope so, even if they’re all posh boys

Rio: otherwise the friends I’m gathering could be unimpressed enough to trash your place and that isn’t the energy we’re looking for

Buster: Only if we could convince Nance to handle the clean up on her own and the line of how much of a pushover she is has gotta be drawn somewhere

Rio: I somehow can’t see it

Rio: especially as they’re meant to cheer her up, not do the opposite

Rio: At least your place is big

Buster: And I’ve only got the one sibling getting in our way, it’s fucking never-ending at yours

Rio: There is double the amount of us compared to yous

Rio: If I can handle them, this will be easy

Buster: Exactly

Rio: When we go to your match, can we go somewhere after, get some breakfast or something

Buster: My victory ain’t gonna celebrate itself, babe, and I know just the place

Rio: I’m excited 😁😁

Rio: For all of it, not just the promise of breakfast, obviously

Buster: I’d do more if I could, I want to, but it’ll look weird if I take you shopping or whatever before Nance can

Rio: I know

Rio: we can’t take those kind of risks yet

Rio: It’ll be easier when we’re a bit older and me showing up on a whim to shop is more plausible

Rio: I swear this is the worst age to be, no one totally trusts you to be an adult but you don’t get treated like the kids either when they want you to be ‘grown up’ 🙄

Buster: There has to be a way we can go from everyone believing we hate each other to not thinking it’s fucked we wanna spend time together like we used to without having to wait that long

Rio: You’d think but I can’t 🤔

Rio: Unless you want your whole perception with the rest of the fam to change too

Rio: Obviously it’s fine that we’ve got more in common, we’re closest in age

Rio: but if you don’t give the rest the time of day at all, that’ll raise eyebrows

Buster: I taught them all how to fight and play football, didn’t I? It ain’t my fault Grace isn’t into any of that, or that Nance and your brother are the real anti-social ones

Rio: Yeah, but that was a while ago now

Rio: I doubt anyone would say anything but it’ll probably be weird you showing up at fam functions again for a while

Rio: but only in a way that ultimately benefits you, they’ll think you’re growing up and being all mature

Buster: Fuck’s sake, I can hear everyone now, the bullshit they’d have to say

Rio: Yeah, it’ll make you wanna die

Rio: but I’ll make it worth it

Buster: You already have, I’ll do it for you, I’d do anything

Rio: You know I will for you too

Rio: Including ditching your sister as much as is possible without being a total bitch

Buster: She’s still as heavy a sleeper as she always was

Rio: That is a theory we’re going to have to test

Rio: There’s zero chance I can promise to be quiet all weekend

Buster: Me either, but I like our odds after my solo tests

Rio: That was so 🤓 sounding but also 🤤

Rio: Rude

Buster: Call it preparation, that’s who I am here, like

Rio: I know who you are

Buster: Good, don’t forget ‘cause of who I have to be

Rio: Up until very recently you were still treating me like you hated me, remember

Rio: I can handle it

Buster: You’ve never been here, however I’ve treated you at family functions is still toned down, Nance doesn’t hate me for no reason, you know

Rio: I’m not her though

Buster: I don’t want you to have to handle it anymore, that’s all

Rio: You have to do what you have to do

Rio: You live there, I don’t

Rio: Say what you want to your friends

Buster: Okay

Rio: It is okay

Rio: I mean, what’s the alternative?

Rio: I understand why you have to

Buster: Like you said, this age is shit, there won’t be an alternative until we’re older

Rio: Yeah, if you even think about treating me like this when you go to Uni

Rio: I don’t care what your friends think about me

Rio: it’s not like I plan to just take it anyway

Buster: You didn’t have to be so hot about it or get me thinking about how incredible the future is gonna be when the present is torturous enough

Rio: Yeah I did

Rio: can’t have you forgetting how you really feel about me

Rio: Maybe you can just stay at Uni forever

Rio: it’s practically expected you won’t keep in touch or come home enough

Rio: we can be together every day, with no one around to interrupt us

Buster: That’s settled then

Rio: 😄��

Buster: What time’s your flight?

Rio: [a time early enough that the party won’t be on and we’re keen

but not so early Nancy will be like umm can you not come then lol]

Buster: You really want me to keep feeling a type of way about you, yeah?

Rio: That should be obvious by now

Rio: You can’t get sick of me ever

Buster: It should be obvious by now that I won’t

Rio: Don’t

Rio: Everything’s changed for good

Rio: I have

Buster: Even if I still wanted to pretend, I can’t, I barely could before, it’s not gonna happen, Rio

Rio: Me either, I’m scared I can barely pretend as much as we need to to stop doing it in private

Rio: never mind fully going fucking back

Buster: You’ll do what you have to as well, I know you and what you can handle even if I don’t like that it’s the way things are

Rio: I’m sick of thinking about what I have to do, what I need is you

Buster: You’ve got me, whether you’re here or not, whatever else is going on in your head or what bullshit is happening around us, I’m with you for it

Rio: I love you

Buster: I love you too

Rio: What kind of thing do Chelsea girls wear to house parties then?

Buster: Nothing you ever would

Buster: It's really bad, like

Rio: 😂

Rio: Okay, I’ll look good and stand out instead of trying to match the energy then

Buster: There really ain't no alternative in this instance, babe

Rio: You won’t be into my cosplay, noted 😏

Buster: Not unless it was the school uniform you were planning on nicking, anything else they wear isn't gonna do fuck all for either of us

Rio: Obviously I have that outfit

Rio: If you can think of any valid reason I’d have that packed, like

Buster: Insisting on costumes before my birthday is a weird flex but I've done worse

Rio: They’d be fuming at the lack of notice

Rio: plus I’d never convince your sister to leave her room if she has to wear a stupid costume

Rio: next time

Buster: I do wanna see what you're gonna wear for me when you're not also dressing for a wedding/Easter egg hunt

Rio: Good thing you aren’t the only one who can rise to the challenge under pressure

Rio: I’m pretty sure I know exactly what you like, as I’ve had to dress to get your attention for years now

Rio: It’s how much attention you want your friends to be paying me too

Buster: However you dress all eyes will be on you anyway, from the moment you walk in, I can and will give you every compliment on what you’re wearing and how you look, obviously, but it ain’t stopping there

Buster: It’s everything else too, from the way you move to what you do and don’t say, it’s exactly what I like ‘cause I’ve got good taste, and if they’ve got any, they’re gonna wanna rise to the challenge of trying to get your attention

Rio: You’re the one who always knows exactly what to say

Rio: I’m so lucky

Rio: so they can try, no one but you registers for me

Buster: It’s not luck, what I say is in direct response to you and how you make me feel, the try hard girls ‘round here who haven’t ever registered for me would be lucky to get a second of eye contact Buster: You know you deserve every word and gesture

Rio: I’d attempt sympathy if I didn’t know how bitchy they were

Buster: Don’t or I’d have be more serious in offering it to the paperboy

Rio: 😏

Rio: I think I feel bad enough for both of us, it’s fine

Buster: No it ain’t, you’ve got fuck all to feel bad about, he wasn’t good enough for you, end of

Rio: I can still feel sorry for him

Rio: Obviously it was the right thing to do

Buster: He’ll feel sorry enough for himself for not keeping hold of you, as he should

Rio: Bless him

Buster: He’s not someone to waste any more of your time thinking about, like I said, it’s his loss

Rio: I’m not

Rio: All I really think about is you

Buster: As long as you’re not feeling sorry for me

Rio: I have a bit more self-esteem than that, babe

Buster: If you don’t now you will when you get here

Rio: You wouldn’t risk it if I wasn’t worth it

Rio: Likewise

Rio: There’s no pretending you aren’t just

Rio: everything I want

Buster: It’s not a risk ‘cause we won’t get caught, but I’d want you even if it was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done instead of the only thing that makes sense

Rio: You know what I mean though

Rio: even if we never get caught

Rio: it could still be a total headfuck

Buster: Nothing’s gonna change my mind, however much of a headfuck it is, we’ll handle it, it’s not gonna be worse than what we’ve already had to

Rio: Seeing you before was honestly tortuous

Rio: as much as I’d dread what you would say, how much you’d ignore me and I’d have to ignore you

Rio: I also wanted to savour every second of it and it was never long enough

Buster: Seeing who you’d bring nearly killed me every time, and them, but as much as I wanted them to fuck off, it was the thought that you’d follow ‘em out if they did that I dreaded most, ‘cause yeah, for all the family functions, there was still never enough time even with every second I then spent reliving it later

Rio: I never did though

Rio: I couldn’t miss anything, even if all I missed was more ignoring

Buster: Don’t act like I could ever really ignore you

Rio: Didn’t you sometimes believe it

Rio: Think you were convincing yourself that there was something there that wasn’t

Buster: I sometimes believed you wanted me to

Rio: Exactly, we both must’ve ‘wanted’ that on some level some of the time

Rio: even if we really wanted the opposite, both could be true, you know

Buster: I don’t just do whatever the hell I want, contrary to popular belief, you know

Rio: Of course I do

Rio: This is big

Buster: I knew what I wanted then, now and always

Rio: I just wish things were simpler

Rio: but they aren’t, and I can and will handle how they are

Buster: How I feel is the part that is, and I’ll do whatever I can to keep the rest as simple as possible for you

Rio: This is better than what we were doing, that’s a start

Buster: Yeah, but I can do better

Rio: I don’t know if I can handle better 🥴

Buster: I definitely don’t believe that, babe

Rio: We’ll have fun working out who’s right

Buster: I am, but you won’t mind being proved wrong

Rio: I need it to be the weekend NOW

Buster: I can’t give you that, which is making me angry, so where are you now?

Rio: Home

Rio: Meant to be doing homework

Buster: Anyone else meant to be doing it with you?

Rio: Even if there was, you know they aren’t

Buster: [Obviously call her cos you miss her and are extra]

Rio: I love hearing your voice

Buster: It was starting to feel like forever since I’d heard yours

Rio: Day to day is so normal and boring without you I don’t even know what to do

Buster: I’ll have to keep doing what I can to make sure you’re not bored

Rio: The problem isn’t you it’s everything else

Rio: you’re never boring

Buster: Which is exactly why it’s a problem I can solve by helping you forget about everything else

Rio: I love you

Rio: so, do you actually like any of your friends or what’s the craic

Rio: I’ll be less rude to those ones if you do

Buster: Of course I don’t, what’s to like?

Rio: I don’t know, I’ve never met them

Rio: I know the people Nancy particularly dislikes, if only by name

Rio: but they’re actually your quote unquote friends, some of them might be okay, to you anyway

Buster: Come on, don’t underestimate yourself, you’ve met me and admitted to checking my socials regularly

Buster: You’ll be as good a judge as I am who to avoid at the weekend and who you could take a shot with without risking that boredom again

Rio: I was mainly giving you a chance to talk about it

Rio: I doubt anyone else is asking

Buster: And I’m giving you the chance to make up your own mind, I already said don’t feel sorry for me

Rio: I will regardless

Rio: and you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to

Buster: I know I don’t, like you don’t need my permission to treat any of the partygoers however you want to, whether I reckon they’re a cunt or not

Rio: You don’t need to be sarky about it

Buster: You don’t need to be patronising about it either, like, how that shit is is how it’s been for long enough that I know what I’m doing

Rio: I wasn’t being patronising, I was trying to talk to you but I won’t fucking bother then

Buster: That’s an impossibly quick turnaround from me not having to talk about it if I don’t want to, but fine

Rio: We’ve talked about stuff like that before

Rio: I told you how I don’t feel like one of them properly either here; so what, you suddenly don’t want to talk to me about anything important?

Buster: What do you want me to say? I’m not drunk now and I’m not Nance

Rio: Fine

Rio: I have things I should be doing anyway

Buster: Don’t be like that, you know I wanna talk to you about everything, it doesn’t mean it’s that simple

Rio: If you didn’t want to, then just say that

Rio: You don’t need to turn it into a whole thing and act like I’m the idiot for asking

Buster: That’s what I do, or did, before

Rio: Old habits and all that, sure

Buster: I’m sorry, to start a new one

Rio: Okay, we can rewind to before that whole part of this conversation

Buster: No, you’re right, we should talk about it, otherwise what I said about being able to do better, anything I’ve said to big myself up, is bullshit and I might as well get a paper round too

Rio: There’s nothing wrong with a paper round 😏

Rio: I’m not asking you to be ‘perfect’

Rio: whatever that even is

Rio: I just genuinely thought you might want to talk about it, that’s all

Buster: As a kid, but however immature that lot are, I ain’t one any more and I don’t wanna be dragged down to their fucking level, ‘cause I’m above it

Buster: So are you, my definition of perfect at least, I wanna be someone who deserves you, not the kind of cunt who feels so powerless all he can do is bitch and moan about it, but I know lashing out at being backed into a corner ain’t no better this time or what I want either, not when you’re the target

Buster: There’s usually something I can actually do, options I have, that’s who I am, but keeping the two worlds separate isn’t gonna work now that you’re the centre of both

Rio: You already deserve me, no conditions

Rio: but I’m not going to hold you to the standard you have to be with your friends, or judge you for doing it, I’d do the same

Buster: I told you they bring out the worst in me, there are no standards

Rio: How else are you meant to fill your time

Rio: We’re teenagers, not adults just because we’re not kids

Rio: You don’t have to judge yourself that harshly for it

Buster: Why not? Everyone else is, including you not long ago

Rio: It’s not something your parents can really get on board with

Rio: and only because you were being a twat to me, that’s not necessary to the rest of it, surely

Buster: I didn’t mean them, but whatever

Buster: It was all connected, part of what I had to do

Rio: No one’s gonna thank you for being a prick, especially if they can’t see your reasoning and motivations

Rio: Maybe she should be able to but she’s preoccupied with her own feelings towards it all

Rio: If you’re fed up of feeling like the bad guy, you have to find time when you ain’t, or of course you’re gonna feel like that’s who you actually are

Buster: I know

Rio: I don’t think you’re the bad guy

Rio: Ava doesn’t

Buster: She doesn’t yet, there’s loads of time for it though before I’m done with school and everyone there

Rio: Respectfully, I don’t think you’ll have to fail to protect her from bullies

Rio: Not that it is that simple, but you know what I’m saying

Rio: She’ll be, what, 12/13, when you get done with school, it’s not gonna happen

Buster: That’s not the only way to be a prick is all I’m saying

Rio: Go on

Rio: Why else do you reckon Nancy doesn’t like you now

Buster: Old habits die hard, like you said, and I’ve formed plenty she reckons are bad hanging out with them and if you’ve got things you should be doing it’d be quicker to speculate on what she don’t hate about me by this point

Rio: She’s probably jealous, though it would not be worth pointing that out

Rio: even if she thinks they’re the worst, you still have people to do stuff with and she doesn’t

Buster: Everyone who meets me is, difference is, she knows it’s not effortless, I keep my schedule full, with the good as well as the bad and put work in while she’s doing fuck all but feeling sorry for herself and jealous of what I’ve got

Rio: I think she tries, or at least did try

Rio: but it wasn’t exactly working for her so why bother at this point, right

Buster: You can’t just try once and give up, yeah I scored first time but it took ages before I knocked someone out in the ring, ‘course you’re gonna get nowhere if you don’t make what you want happen

Rio: I don’t think she wants it though

Rio: you’re making the best out of a bad situation, yeah

Rio: but she’d rather not, that doesn’t mean she loves being friendless, just it’s slightly preferable to being friends with people she doesn’t like

Buster: Nobody’s saying she has to be friends with them, the whole school ain’t against her, she’s got other options

Rio: I’m not saying she’s fully in the right, no way

Rio: She just can’t see further than what they say right now

Buster: I’ve done what I can to make her see sense

Rio: I know

Rio: I just don’t think that’s gonna happen, I’m sorry

Buster: Don’t worry, I wasn’t holding my breath or anything, I know which battles are worth picking

Rio: You’ll get there, just probably not for a while

Rio: She needs to sort herself out, it’s literally not your battle

Buster: Tell me something I don’t know, like

Rio: You clearly do feel a bit responsible

Rio: even if you could have done some things different, doesn’t mean this wouldn’t have still happened and she wouldn’t still feel like this

Buster: She’s my sister, I do have a responsibility to look out for her, but that don’t mean she’s not responsible for making it worse for herself after I’ve done everything I can to try and sort it out

Rio: I don’t disagree

Buster: Good

Rio: I’ll keep talking to her anyway

Rio: even if it doesn’t achieve much either

Buster: If anyone could get through to her it’d be you, I haven’t forgot about any the shit you managed to talk me out of when we were younger

Rio: I wasn’t that much of a fun sponge though thank you

Rio: I said yes to plenty of things too 😏

Buster: Just the things I should probably thank you for, if it wasn't more fun to focus on what you've said yes to, especially recently

Rio: It is more fun to say yes to you, especially recently

Rio: ‘scuse me whilst I enjoy the flashback 🤤🤤🤤

Buster: It's only gonna get more fun

Buster: I can't believe you're actually coming here but the frequency of those flashbacks will keep it feeling real

Rio: Sometimes it’s hard to differentiate from all the fantasies and daydreams from before though, they felt so real

Rio: [pic] that should help

Buster: It’s definitely proof I didn’t need that you won’t have any problem living up to the years of dreams I’ve had

Rio: That’s all I want right now

Rio: I can prove to you how worth it this is all going to be

Buster: It’s always fun to give you what you want, as long as you know you don’t actually have anything left to prove, I knew how worth it this is and would be before you’d ever even touched me

Rio: I have to keep proving it, I can’t take this or you for granted

Rio: I never thought this would actually happen

Rio: I’m not going to waste a second being second best, trust me

Buster: You won't, trust me, there's nobody you could come second to, this is happening 'cause we're joint first and I've never met anyone else I could say that about with a straight face

Rio: It makes perfect sense, when you think about it

Rio: Who else?

Rio: There’s no one else like you and no one else like me

Rio: We’ve both tried

Buster: Exactly, and now the only regret I have is how long I spent fighting against it

Rio: Even if I could fight it longer

Rio: I don’t want to, it’s exhausting

Buster: We don’t have to, Thank Christ, keeping it a secret will seem loads easier by comparison

Rio: Seriously

Rio: not to mention it has all the potential to be kinda fun and pretty hot

Rio: because we won’t get caught, so we can just enjoy the thrill for what it is

Buster: I object to kinda fun and pretty hot, but when we don’t get caught and you’re enjoying the thrill I’ll get you to be much more enthusiastic, like

Rio: 😅

Rio: I’m not as good with words as you, poor baby

Rio: it’s so unfair

Buster: Nah, I object to that too, you’re incredible with words and actions

Rio: Actions, I’ll agree to

Rio: Words I’ll work on

Rio: not everyone likes that

Buster: There’s nothing you need to work on

Rio: 🤏🥺

Buster: I don’t have a single complaint

Rio: I just wanted to hear you say that 😋

Buster: I’ll tell you how perfect you are as many times as you want

Rio: ‘til you can’t speak

Buster: Losing my voice is the only thing that’ll stop me

Rio: Challenge accepted

Rio: I can make it happen before that point

Buster: I’d still be able to use actions to tell you though, the actual challenge would be anyone or anything stopping me doing that

Rio: I definitely can’t pack handcuffs

Rio: LOVE to see their faces at the airport, like

Buster: We’ll think of something else to use that either you can pack or I already have in my room

Rio: I can’t believe I’ve never been in your room

Rio: still weird to think about

Buster: Yeah, like you said, some of the fantasties felt so real

Rio: I wish I could stay in there with you

Buster: Once Nance is asleep you can

Rio: I know, I just don’t wanna think of you on your own

Buster: You won’t get a chance to think about anything like that, don’t worry

Rio: Okay, so what DO I pack

Buster: Your necklace, obviously

Rio: I haven’t taken it off

Rio: it’s so gorgeous 😍

Rio: never met a boy with taste

Buster: Good ‘cause I haven’t either

Buster: You’ve met me, didn’t you think I had taste before?

Rio: You weren’t buying me jewellery and I wouldn’t want to know if you were anyone else

Buster: ‘Course not, but since when is that solely the benchmark for good taste? You’ve seen what I’ve bought myself

Rio: You can have good taste for yourself and terrible taste in girl’s stuff

Rio: You’ve seen what your friends think is hot in the opposite sex

Buster: Other lads can and they do but don’t underestimate me, babe

Rio: No more

Buster: I just wanted to hear you say it

Rio: What else do you wanna hear me say?

Buster: Right now? Everything you probably shouldn't get into the habit of saying even if Nance is out of the way

Rio: [Audio examples of that]

Rio: Can’t call it a habit yet, we’re safe

Buster: You sure? Sounds like it could be becoming a habit to me

Rio: You aren’t going to keep an eye on me to make sure?

Buster: That’s already a habit, you know that, can’t keep my eyes off you

Rio: I don’t mind some codependence

Buster: That’s a relief ‘cause it’s arguably either too early or too late for you to try and change me

Rio: I don’t wanna change you

Buster: ‘Course not, why would you? We’re perfect for each other as is

Rio: and you’re perfect

Buster: You are, but yeah, I’m keeping up

Rio: You are

Rio: on both counts, thank you

Buster: You ain’t seen nothing yet, babe, but you will, when you get here

Rio: Call me? So it doesn’t seem so far off still 😖😩

Buster: [obviously will even though he did earlier because what is chill]

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omnivorousshipper · 4 years ago

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Hey Omni!!! You might remember me, I was the anon that requested Rattie’s marriage-the one with the water essay (which I Aced btw!Surprisingly). Well today the Supreme Court concluded that the LGBT+ community is allowed to adopt. I’m super happy about that. So to celebrate can we have Rowen (or Shobbs, but I think they have too many kids on their hands) adopting please? It’d mean the world to me 💞💞💞 Thank you Omni!!! Happy Holidays!

I do remember you friend!! Congrats on the paper! And OMG!! That's amazing news for the LGBT+ community!!

Lol, you're absolutely right that Shobbs has too many kids

Happy Holidays friend! Sorry I'm answering this late, I've had a rough few days at work

~~~

Roman frowned as he leafed through an endless amount of files of all the kids that needed to be adopted

There seemed to be countless kids that needed homes

After he and Owen had gotten married, Roman had brought up the idea of having kids and was glad to hear that Owen wouldn't be against adopting

Now, the issue was picking out which kid

Luckily, he and Owen had been approved by the orphanage a while back. No doubt they wanted one of the kids to go to a wealthy family

"Who do you like, Oh?" Roman asked and brought a hand down to card through Owen's hair. The Brit had his head pillowed in Roman's lap as he looked through his own files

"How do you feel about adopting a teenager?" He asked instead

"You didn't want someone younger?" Roman asked on surprise. "I thought we agreed to go for a baby or a little kid, let them grow up with us."

"Yeah." Owen nodded slowly. "But look at this kid."

Owen handed him a file of a fifteen year old girl. Even looking at her, Roman raised an eyebrow

Her braids were dyed a bright blue, she had several piercing on her face, and she was glaring at the camera

Reading her file, Roman saw that she had been to juvie several times already. Mostly for petty theft

"Do you think she'd want to get adopted?" Roman asked. "She might not be the type to want to get hand outs."

"We're not doing that." Owen told him firmly. "We're offering her a family. One that could actually help her with her thieving skills."

Roman lightly slapped Owen's forehead with the girl's file

"Oi!"

"We're not adopting kids just to become Fagin!" Roman scolded him. "We're not raising the Arful Dodger!"

"We're not out of some Dickins' story." Owen snapped back. "We'd take care of her!"

Roman continued to give Owen a narrowed look

"I'll call the orphanage and ask if we can talk to her."

"Thank you." Owen smiled up at him. He lifted his hand and took Roman's. Entwining their fingers, Owen brought Roman's hand down and kissed it. "She might not like us as first, but nobody can resist your charm."

"I think she'll be more interested in you when you start giving her pointers on how to steal."

"Yes, but I'm not the one who helped steal millions from a mob boss in Rio." Owen smiled up at him cheekily

"But you are the one who commits huge, international heists every other week. With your mom."

Owen shrugged

"She said we needed to bond more."

Chuckling, Roman shook his head and looked down at the girl's file again

Joy Wallace

Maybe she would want to join their family

~~~

I hope you enjoyed friend!

Happy Holidays! 💕💕

#rowen #owen shaw #roman pearce #oc kids #adoption #asks #omni answers #omni writes #remember thaf adopting a teenager is a wonderful thing and more people need to be open to the idea

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lgbtyrus · 6 years ago

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this storm knocked out our wifi but I can finally post this! thank you @swingsetboys for organizing this!

happy valentines day Kate @homosexualearthworm!!! I was super excited when I saw that I got you because you’re one of the coolest people on this website! Writing this for you was fun even if I couldn’t figure out a plot to save my life.

So have some large amounts of Tyrus, extremely bitter tarty exes, some angst, and sprinkles of bandi all set in an AU where they’re around 25ish, TJ is a librarian, and they live in a city.

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Pressed Flames

Putting in his bookmark that was just really a polaroid of him and his ex-boyfriend, TJ closed the book he was reading and looked up to see who the front bell had made noise for. The library in their city was barely busy, but there was always the soft vibration of whispers and the smell of pages that made it feel like a money-making lucid dream.

The man entering smiled at him before walking off again into the history book section for the third time that month. If he did the same thing he did last time, TJ was going to have to look up their library’s policy for checking out books. The main librarian was out for the month, and he had no way to contact her over “a man who checks out 15 books a week.” If the weekly limit wasn’t 15, TJ was sure he’d take more of them.

TJ surveyed the library. Two twin girls that were in middle school were sitting on the red bean bags by the teen lit section, an old couple were looking through history archives, and a mom and her two little kids were looking around. TJ smiled at the little kids who were on their best behavior, looking over at TJ in fear every time they said a word too loud. TJ would wave them off with a smile, and they’d go back to trailing behind their mom like little duckling.

The people in the library that day made TJ miss his hometown where his twin sister and mom were. The man who had a thing for checking out a million books a week, had a cute smile that reminded him of ex-boyfriend while still managing to trap TJ in a bubble that said, “Look at me only.”

TJ went back to his book, waiting for anyone to go up to him. Managing a library alone with a coworker here and there was surprisingly easy, so his freaking out about the main librarian leaving him alone for a month was in vain.

“Hey,” the man placed a stack of thick history books on the counter, startling an unsuspecting TJ to the point that his polaroid fell down to his feet.

“Hey,” TJ looking down at the floor, his ex’s smile taking over the photo before looking up at the man who was giving him the same smile.

“I’ll be back with more,” the man took a deep breath, placing his library card on the counter before walking away again.

“O-okay,” TJ nodded, the man already not being able to hear him. TJ bent down to pick up the polaroid and stuck it back into his book. He picked up the library card and for the first time, looking at the name.

Cyrus Goodman

He’d remember that. He started checking out the books, placing them in a neat pile before Cyrus came back with the rest to complete the 15. Cyrus quietly waited there, not saying a word to TJ like always. TJ felt like asking him what he was doing with so many textbook-like novels. None of them were even from the same era, but by the time he was done checking out the books, he still didn’t know how to ask a question.

TJ handed back the library card and told him, “Here ya’ go. Have a nice day.”

“Thank you,” Cyrus smiled, his eyes moving to the name tag pinned on his shirt, “TJ.”

“No problem,” TJ said, watching Cyrus take the large tower of books outside the library door. He turned over to look at the twin girls who were giggling, sinister smiles that reminded him of his twins glowing from across the room. They had been watching whatever spectacle that was the whole time. He simply rolled his eyes and went back to reading, the smallest of smiles resting on his lips.

Cyrus closed the passenger car door, leaning back in the seat as Buffy turned on the car.

“Did you talk to him?” she asked him.

“I just got his name,” Cyrus frowned, clicking his seatbelt. “I even purposely made two trips and left my library card with him, so he’d have a chance to look at my name.”

“Did he?”

“I don’t think so,” Cyrus sighed, leaning his cheek on the car seat, looking out the window to the old brick building, shadowed by the new complexes in the city. “You’d think that he’d ask me by now why I need all these books.”

“You’d the think the library would’ve called the cops on you by now,” Buffy laughed, pulling out of the parking space she technically wasn’t supposed to be in. “You officially have 45 books.”

Cyrus turned to look at one of his best friends, “Hey, I’m only doing this for you and Andi. Usually, I wouldn’t care if the library thought I was a weirdo checking out all these books at the same time, but you happen to want to start Operation Propose to Andi at the same time there’s a cute new librarian.”

“Gertrude Millers isn’t there anymore?” Buffy asked him.

“I haven’t seen her, but her photo is still up,” Cyrus said. “She’s probably just taking time off.”

“I should go in and try to check books out, too,” Buffy joked. “I doubt your librarian lover has seen the list of people who are banned.”

“First off, his name is TJ,” Cyrus told her, his nose burning red, “second of all-,”

“TJ Maxx?”

“Buffy,” Cyrus whined, making her giggle, “second of all, you’re going to have to do that without me. I’m not trying to get arrested for sneaking in a felon into the library.”

“You accidentally burn a section of the library and suddenly you’re a criminal,” Buffy smirked. “That happened like, 10 years ago.”

“9 years ago,” Cyrus corrected her, “but Gertrude has impeccable memory.”

“She’s going to outlive me and personally spit on my grave before they burry me,” Buffy joked, “you can count on it.”

“How did Andi fall in love with you again?”

“I’m really funny,” Buffy smirked. “Also, pretty romantic. Who else would’ve come up with this idea of pressed flowers?”

“Me,” Cyrus said, “only I’m never going to get married, so you can claim the idea as 100% yours.”

“I guess you did contribute,” Buffy smiled. “Anyways, who knows, that TJ guy could be your soulmate.”

“You’re only so optimistic because you already found yours.”

“Damn right I did.”

It was Friday again, and TJ was waiting for Cyrus to walk through the doors again.

He was reading a different book now, same bookmark. His twin sister would be heavily disappointed if she knew he still had that photo. He had burned everything from his ex with her before he moved out into the city to start going to school again. The polaroid was in a book he had left half read, and he didn’t discover it until he started unpacking. Amber had done most of the work when burning the things the first (and second, third, and fourth) time, and he couldn’t bring himself to throw it away. If Amber hadn’t blocked Marty for him on all of his social media accounts, blocked his number, and deleted his phone number that she knew he’d never remember again, TJ was really sure of the fact that he would’ve sent him a photo of the polaroid saying, “Look what I found :-),” on Snapchat.

TJ fumbled with the polaroid between his thumb and index finger as he read, blurring out the people in the library. One of his coworkers was walking around, fixing things on shelves, so he exactly set on people watching that day. He was just watching out for one person.

Then Cyrus came in, and gave TJ a wave, making his heart race in his chest. He felt like his leather jacket was rising up and setting down with every pound of his heart. TJ gave him a smile and quickly moved his eyes back down to his book as Cyrus disappeared into the science section of the library. He had already cleared out the big books from the history section, and TJ knew that his coworker was going to watch this average height man somehow carry a large stack of books in one trip.

After 20 minutes or so, there was a pile on the desk, and Cyrus’ voice asking, “Who are you reading?”

“Michael Nava,” TJ answered stiffly, setting his book open on the counter. “Can I see your library card?”

“Yeah,” Cyrus said slowly, carefully eyeing the open book as he took out his wallet from his jean pocket. He handed it to him, and TJ quickly began scanning the books.

“You like his Henry Rios stories I’m assuming,” Cyrus asked him, trying to make conversation.

“Did you sneak in an extra book?” TJ asked him, a smirk on his face.

“What?” Cyring furrowed a brow. “Why makes you think that I’m a criminal?”

“I mean,” TJ laughed, “you come in here every week and check out 15 big books, and you never make conversation. Luckily for me, the computer tells me when you’ve hit 15, so I don’t have to count.”

“I’m honestly just trying to make conversation with you,” Cyrus defended himself, a cheeky smile on his face. “Checking out all of these books is a long process.”

“Tell me about it,” TJ smiled, typing away on the computer. “But if you wanted to get extra books, I could override the system for you and get you an extra 10.” He had read the library guidelines. They were ancient and there was no limit to how many books Cyrus could have in total. Just fifteen a week with exceptions to scholars. Gertrude didn’t have to know.

“Maybe next week,” Cyrus said, getting his library card back, once again eyeing the open book. “I don’t think I can fit them all in my friend’s car.”

“See you next week then?” TJ asked.

Cyrus nodded and picked up the tall pile of books, “Next week.”

“He’s gay,” Cyrus said as he shut the door to Buffy’s car for the fourth time that month.

“Did he tell you?” Buffy raised a brow as she started the car again.

“He was reading a Michael Nava novel.”

“King.”

“Not only that,” Cyrus sighed, leaning his head back, “he had a polaroid of his boyfriend as a bookmark. I can’t even get mad,” Cyrus groaned. “That’s super cute.”

“I want to see how he looks like,” Buffy said as she pulled out of the parking lot, Cyrus hurrying to put his seatbelt on.

“He’s cute,” Cyrus sighed, “like, really cute.”

“So I’ve heard,” Buffy laughed.

“He said he could get me an extra 10 books if I needed them.”

“So, he flirted with you?” Buffy raised her eyebrows.

“I hope not,” Cyrus said.

“Yeah you do.”

“Buffy, please,” Cyrus turned to look at her, a frown set, “that would be really unethical and inappropriate considering he has a boyfriend.”

“Give him your number.”

“Stop it!”

“Ask him if that’s his boyfriend.”

“Buffy!”

TJ tapped his fingers on the counter impatiently. All he does is look forward to Friday’s now simply because Cyrus would go in to check out a ridiculous amount of books. He didn’t even know how he was going to return them all one day. He still didn’t know what they were for and as he rolled on his twin-sized mattress in his studio late at night, he fought over the idea of asking him.

Even if Cyrus wasn’t gay either, it would be nice to make some friend. He had made a few acquaintances in his classes, but a lot of the people were four or more years younger than him which made him feel a standoffish. He cursed Marty for making him want to move so far away from everything he loved- for holding him back.

“Hey, TJ,” Cyrus walked in, a big Ross bag at his side. “I’m going to take up the offer for the extra 10 books,” he said and disappeared right into the science section again. TJ felt like every time he blinked, he missed him. He looked around the rest of the library at that moment. The same twin girls were watching him carefully and there was a couple of high school boys looking through movie archives in the back. They had all taken a liking to TJ and always liked to fill him in with cheesy high school drama that reminded TJ a lot of his hometown. City kids were strange, too, he guessed.

Cyrus came by with the first few books and set his library card on the desk, “No book today?”

“My eyes and head have been hurting, so I’m waiting on my glasses to come in,” TJ admitted, scratching the back of his head with one hand as he reached over for the card.

“I have never seen you with glasses,” Cyrus commented, a smile on his face.

“Exactly why eyes and head have been hurting,” TJ laughed it off, starting to check out the first book. Cyrus simply let out a small chuckle before going back to retrieve more books.

He came back and set the remaining amount on the desk, TJ typing away on the computer, “This is last time bothering you with all these check outs.”

TJ stopped typing for a split second before continuing, gulping as he asked, “Why is that?”

“I have enough books,” Cyrus told him. “Finally.”

“I’ve never asked you,” TJ tried to sound as casual as he could, “why have you been checking out all these books?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” Cyrus grinned, making TJ smile a little. “My best friend is proposing to our other best friend, and we all like pressing flowers here and there to sell phone cases and necklaces and stuff, so she’s going to fill this room full of pressed flowers and write ‘marry me’ out of them.”

“She?”

“They’re gay,” Cyrus shrugged.

“Ah,” TJ nodded and somehow let the words slip out of his mouth, “same.”

Cyrus gave him a grin and asked him, “The guy in the polaroid. Is that your boyfriend?”

TJ’s eyes went wide open and he shook his head as quickly as he could, “Nope. Never.”

“Oh,” Cyrus shifted a little where he was standing.

“Anyways,” TJ did a fake yawn, “when is she proposing?”

“Valentine’s Day.”

“That’s in two months,” TJ said as he eyed the calendar in the corner.

“We know. We have to be extra prepared.”

“Also, did you really need this many books?” TJ asked him.

“Well I mostly listen to audio books, and my friend Buffy can’t take her and her future fiancée’s library down without her noticing. Obviously, we turned here,” Cyrus said. “Also, we’re going to need a lot and a lot of flowers.”

“Well,” TJ handed him back his library card. “Good luck.”

“Thank you,” Cyrus smiled at him. “Also,” Cyrus said as he started putting the books carefully in the bag, “I’ve been meaning to ask if you’re from around here?”

“I am not,” TJ shook his head. “I’m from a small town called Shadyside.”

“How’d a farm town kid end up in Oak City?” Cyrus asked him.

“School,” TJ said. “I’ve been putting it off for a while, and I finally decided to come to Heartland U.”

“Go pirates,” Cyrus smiled. “What’s your major?”

“Child development.”

“Nice,” Cyrus smiled. “If you want, I can give you my number, and we can hang out if you ever get lonely.” TJ couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He stood still for half a second before jumping back into reality.

“Uh, yeah,” he nodded, looking around the desk for a sticky note and pen. “That’d be great.” He handed them to Cyrus who wrote down his number for him.

“Here you go,” Cyrus slid it back over to him. “See you later, TJ.”

“Bye, Cyrus,” he nodded softly at the other man. When Cyrus was out the door, TJ’s eyes immediately went to the source of background giggling. The twins were smiling, and he couldn’t help but smile back at them.

He took out his book from under the counter and without hesitation, threw Marty’s polaroid in the trash to replace is with Cyrus’ number.

They had been texting back and forth for a week, and TJ hadn’t felt so warm in such a long time. He finally got the motivation to build the frame for his bed and decorate his kitchen with random things from Marshall’s that Amber had bought him. It was a nice feeling to go home to study and sleep in a place that felt a little homier. Cyrus was planning on organizing a hangout soon so he could meet the rest of his friends.

Then a Tuesday night, at 2AM, TJ got a phone call. It was an unsaved number but seeing as he was still half asleep and his eyes couldn’t translate the numbers to his brain, he answered.

“Hello?” TJ yawned.

“TJ,” someone frantically said on the other line, “please don’t hang up! Please listen to me.”

“Marty?” TJ’s heart dropped, this time to his stomach, and it instead of butterflies, it created one of the most nauseating feelings he had felt in a very long time.

“Yeah, it’s me,” Marty choked, sounding as if he was about to cry. “TJ, I’m so sorry. God, I’m so sorry.” TJ felt like he was in a state of déjà vu. He had heard this before. He had heard this same sob story over four times.

“He’s going to keep using the same lines because they always work,” Amber told him as she burned the first love letters Marty gave him in a camp fire. “That’s why the next time you hear them, you have to stop listening, TJ. He doesn’t love you. He just needs you.”

“Marty,” TJ sat up in his bed, looking out at the window. It was pitch black and not even the moon could offer comfort as it hid away in the darkness of the city. “Save it.”

“T-,”

“Don’t you get tired, Marty?” TJ asked him, a deep frown on his face as the conversation aged him. “I did. We didn’t work out, Marty. It’s been taking me so long to get over you, and I think I finally am. Please just leave me alone.”

“8 years, TJ,” Marty reminded him, sobbing on the other line.

“We broke up 10 months ago, Marty,” TJ ran his hair through his fingers, pulling on the top of his scalp. “If you really love me, Marty,” TJ sighed, letting his hair go, “never call me again.”

TJ hung up the phone and laid back down, immediately rushing his hands to press on his eyes, trying to stop himself from crying over him again. He had a good four-month streak of not crying, but he guessed it’d be a good time to break it. He turned over on his stomach as his phone continued to ring, and he screamed into his pillow over and over, muffling out the sound as much as possible as he let the phone ring. He wished he could’ve recognized at least the area code number. He would’ve known. He knows he wouldn’t have answered.

The ringing stopped after who knows how long, and TJ didn’t even remember falling asleep. But when he finally felt a brief moment of peace, it got shattered as his phone started ringing again. Furiously, he sat up and answered the phone in a very brief and fuzzy moment.

“Can you stop fucking calling me before I block you for good?” TJ yelled at the other line. His chest was icy from how exhausted he felt, and he could feel the wetness brim the corner of his eyes.

“TJ?” Cyrus answered. TJ’s eyes landed on the rising sun outside the window, the pink skies decorating Oak City as he realized his mistake.

“Oh god, Cyrus, I’m so sorry,” TJ muttered, trying to remember how to form coherent sentences.

“No, I’m sorry,” Cyrus said, “it’s like, 5 in the morning and I woke you up.”

“Wait, what’s wrong?” TJ asked him, trying to shove all his memories of Marty to the back of his mind. Her wished Amber could’ve set those on fire, too.

“I was going to ask you for a huge favor, but I don’t think this is the time.”

“My ex called me at 2 in the morning, and it upset me,” TJ told him bluntly. “It’s nothing life changing. What can I do for you?”

“So, you’re TJ?” Buffy shook his hand as Cyrus finished setting down the last few books in his studio.

“The one and only,” TJ smiled, shaking her hand back.

“Look, I know we’re just strangers, but I really appreciate this a whole lot,” Buffy told him. “Andi has almost seen these books about twelve times, and our other option bailed on us.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind,” TJ told her, looking at the piles of books set neatly against the wall. “I like the old page smell.”

“You’re a real life saver,” Cyrus said to him, grinning widely. TJ felt his cheeks grow rosy and from the corner of his eyes, he knows Buffy smirked.

“I’m just hoping this gets me an invitation to the wedding, honestly,” TJ joked.

“Oh, you’re definitely coming,” Buffy smiled before checking her watch. “Cyrus I gotta get to work soon. We better leave now, so I can drop you off.”

“I’ll take a taxi,” Cyrus told her. “You’re already late, I know it.” Buffy smiled and said her goodbyes before rushing out the door and closing it behind her.

“I can take you,” TJ offered.

Cyrus turned to look at him and said, “No, it’s alright. You’ve already done so much. You should really go back to sleep.”

“I’m not going back to sleep after all that happened in this span of four hours,” TJ chuckled. “I’m wide awake for my 8AM. Let me take you,” he insisted.

“Fine,” Cyrus smiled.

“Coffee first?”

“Please.”

“So how long were you and your ex together?” Cyrus asked him as he sat across from him, stirring his coffee.

“8 years,” TJ said, staring down into his own drink. He looked up when he heard Cyrus gasp. “On and off, though. Like, a lot. Maybe there’s like two years’ worth of months that we were fighting somewhere in there. I’m over it. I’m way over it.”

“Is that why you came here to Oak City?” Cyrus asked him. “To get away?”

“Yeah,” TJ nodded. “I wasn’t doing anything back home besides small work here and there. Nothing important. Now here I am, helping secure a future gay wedding. My mom would be so proud of me.”

Cyrus laughed, “I bet. Buffy really appreciated that you’re keeping the books. Like, a lot. We tried both my place and another friend’s place but living in the same complex gets tricky.”

“I bet,” TJ smiled. “If her proposal is like this, I can’t wait to see the wedding.”

“Me, either.”

Cyrus knocked on TJ’s studio door on the night of February 14th, asking, “Hey, TJ? Are you home?” Cyrus didn’t bother calling before going over anymore. He knew TJ’s schedule by memory and showed up whenever he wanted, sometimes with Buffy and Andi (who didn’t question who a librarian had so many books), sometimes with more people, sometimes alone. They immediately adopted TJ into their friend group, and TJ felt like Oak City was his home now. Cyrus made everything better with his smile and intuitive knack for comedy. He definitely had a crush on him, and he didn’t know what to do with himself sometimes.

“Coming,” TJ rushed to open the door. He flashed a smile at the shorter man a smile and said, “Hey, Cy, come in.” Cyrus walked in and hastily handed TJ over a book and box of chocolates tied together with a ribbon.

“Happy Valentine’s day,” Cyrus said, TJ looking wide eyed at the blushing man.

“Cyrus,” TJ whispered setting down his present on the kitchen counter, “thank you.”

“I’m sorry if you think it’s weird,” Cyrus started apologizing, “I can totally take it back and pretend it never happened.” Without saying anything, TJ walked up to Cyrus and hugged him, wrapping both of his arms right around him. Cyrus stood still for a moment before hugging him back.

“Happy Valentine’s day,” TJ whispered. “You’ve done so much for me, honestly.”

Cyrus pulled away slightly and looked up at TJ, a smile on his face, “I’m really glad we chose to go to Little Red’s Library.”

“Why?” TJ gazed down at him, his eyes studying his features for the millionth time since they became friends. He’s never had him this close up, and he was sure Cyrus could heard his happy heart beat at that proximity.

“Because,” Cyrus smiled, making TJ’s breath hitch slightly, “I got to meet my favorite librarian.”

“I really want to kiss you right now,” TJ caught himself blurting out.

“Then do it,” Cyrus told him. TJ gave him a small grin before bending down to kiss Cyrus, moving one hand up to cup his face.

“Wow,” TJ whispered, placing another firm kiss on his lips, “I’m so glad I moved here.” Before Cyrus could kiss him again, his phone started ringing, and he frantically pulled away.

“Oh man, it’s Buffy,” Cyrus started jumping around excitedly. She had been in the process of proposing for the last few hours. TJ, Cyrus, and her worked on the proposal project for eight hours straight one weekend.

“Answer it!” TJ urged him. Cyrus answered the Facetime call and when they showed up, all they saw was Andi’s hand and a ring.

“I did it!” you could hear Buffy on the other line.

“Congratulations!” TJ told them, waving behind Cyrus.

“I feel like I’ve been waiting for this moment for almost two decades,” Cyrus smiled, putting his hand over his heart, “I’m so happy for you two.”

“Thank you, Cyrus,” Buffy smiled, turning the camera to them.

“I can’t believe you all managed to keep this from me,” Andi laughed.

“Team work makes the dream work,” Cyrus winked. “Let me know when you guys start planning!”

“Probably next month,” Buffy shrugged, “I don’t know. What are you guys up to.” Both Cyrus and TJ instinctively bit their lip and Buffy raised a brow, smirking at Cyrus as TJ walked away from the camera’s view. “I think I got it. Happy Valentine’s day you two.”

“Happy Valentine’s day,” Cyrus smiled before hanging up. He put his phone away and looked over at TJ who was looking at the new Michael Nava book he had bought him. “Do you like it?”

“Yeah,” TJ nodded before walking over to him, and carefully pulling him in, “but I think I like you a lot more.”

“I know I like you a lot more,” Cyrus smiled before standing up on his tippy toes to kiss him once more.

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The Mechanic Series #1 : The Red Queen - Sano Manjiro

Chapter 6

"This way!" Yelled Rio, as they zoomed passed the busy street of the horrendous rush hour in the main road.

She turned to a corner, "Aren't we supposed to get them to the hospital?" Mitsuya questioned, throwing Akira's body a glance before returning his gaze to the road.

"We can't! We're taking them to our pad!" Rio responded, increasing her speed in the process as Iseul tailed closely behind her.

[Those guys are hired, no doubt. The employer is smart, they deleted the CCTV footages and other things that may used as evidence against them.] A girl spoke through the earpiece that made Iseul click her tongue in annoyance.

This day sure is hell.

She and Rio almost got kidnapped earlier, too. If not for the girl over the earpiece's early warning, they should have been taken, too. Luckily, Akira and Kiyori are quick to send an SOS message to their comrades and prevented the other three from getting abducted as well.

But, it is still a bad situation for group. Their Captain had been shot, and two main fighters are unconscious. Their enemies are getting more vicious as the time goes by.

[But, don't worry. It's nothing I can't retrieve.] K, the girl on the other line reassured her friends.

"Thank you, K. I wish you were here." Iseul sighed.

[We'll be all together soon. Keep strong, you two. Captain would kick yer asses if you get disheartened by this. She raised us to be strong, afterall!]

"True. Captain raised ain't no weak bitches!" Rio laughed, forgetting that they have company as of now.

Their caravan in front of property that is barricaded by tall, yellow, bamboo shoots in various heights, it is decorated by vines that crept beautifully on the stalks. The gate is the same material and it automatically opened when Rio's bike stopped in front of it.

The boys were stunned when they got inside. The property looks normal on the outside but it is actually a paradise inside.

On the wide lawn, there is huge tree with a treehouse in it, and a wheel swing hanging on it. There is a pond with with lily pads and lotus flower, various kinds of koi fishes swimming through the crystal clear water. There is a gazebo on the other side of the lawn and a wooden tea table set.

The main house is a two storey house with an attic balcony. It is painted with hues of brown, giving the property a relaxing and natural vibe.

Rio and Iseul told the guys that they can park on the garage, as well. They were mesmerized once again by the contents of the garage.

It is spacious, and they have six motor bikes in total including the ones Iseul and Rio used. There are two sports car, one painted black with the same design as Arisa's bike, and the other one white, wrapped with rainbow vinyl wrap. There is also a jeep wrangler with a open hood, probably getting fixed.

Rio, Iseul and Takemichi assisted the three guys on getting the three girls off of the bike.

"Captain is unconscious?" Rio asked, rather surprised that Arisa is not awake.

"Yeah. Is that bad?" Mikey bit his inner cheek.

"No, just surprised."

They carried them towards the main house with Rio and Iseul leading them towards the basement. They did not have time to study the interior of the house because Arisa had to be operated immediately.

"Alright, put them on the beds. Eul, can you take care of Kira and Yuri? You just have to do the same thing I do with dextrose." Rio paced through the room that actually looks like a hospital emergency room.

Rio wore a lab coat and washed her hands before wearing latex gloves and went to an inner room. She got out carrying a blood bag and dextrose for Arisa and two fluids to detoxify Akira and Kiyori.

"Now, I need a help. As much as possible, someone who whose good with hands." Rio then turned to the four boys. "Not you, you're shaking. You have to calm down, Captain will be fine. I promise." She told Mikey who was about to volunteer.

"I'll do it." Mitsuya spoke up and immediately did as what Rio did.

"You may go, Eul. I know you're already uncomfortable." Rio told Iseul when she noticed that she's finished taking care of Akira and Kiyori.

Iseul eyed the four boys, before nodding her head with a defeated sigh and went upstairs.

Rio and Mitsuya wore surgical masks before the blonde closed the curtains of Arisa's bed.

"Iseul is diagnosed with androphobia and mysophobia. Don't take her hostility personally." Rio told calmly, as she cut Arisa's clothes.

Mitsuya had a pause when he saw the tattoo at Arisa's back. It is long sword that length on her entire spine, with two dragons snaked around the sword's blade.

"Is it your first time opening someone up?" Rio glanced at Mitsuya while she's examining Arisa's wounds.

"Yeah. And I take it that this is not your first time?"

"Uh-huh. You're Mitsuya-kun, right? Home Ec Club's President? I have treated you at the school clinic before," Rio continued to converse to keep Mitsuya calm.

"Really?" Mitsuya held the tool Rio gestured him to hold.

"Yup. Second year, I think? But, your two friends Hayashi-kun and Hayashida-kun are the ones who often visits the clinic." She chuckled after she successfully took out one of the bullets.

"Those two doesn't know how to keep their shits together."

His statement made Rio laugh out loud. "And you're always the calm one. Are you your gang's Dad Figure or something? You're pretty matured." Rio joked on the second part.

"Most likely because I have two younger sisters. But, Draken's the one who keeps everyone sane, especially Mikey." Mitsuya responded and handed Rio the container to put the other bullet.

"Really? Kira loves children, and she's really whipped when they call them 'onee-san'." Rio chuckled.

"No offense, but she doesn't really look like someone who's good with kids."

Rio laughed once more while stitching up Arisa's wound. "You're right. Because she acts like a bitch most of the time. That's one of her secrets so don't tell her I told you." She winked through her long lashes.

"Pinky promise." Mitsuya chuckled.

After few more minutes, the two finished patching Arisa up. "Not bad for your first operation." She praised the lilac haired boy. "Thank you."

"It's nothing." Mitsuya smiled kindly.

She let Mitsuya out of the curtain first before changing Arisa clothes into comfortable ones.

Rio opened the curtain once again and romoved her latex gloves. "Miyu," she called and a holographic girl with an appearance of a 12 year-old girl appeared.

She's got the same blonde hair, but the darker shade and pair of ruby eyes.

"Yes, nee-san?" She smiled to Rio.

"Monitor their vital signs and report to me every 30 minutes. Also, remind me when Yuri and Aki's IV bags are empty." Rio told the girl with a soft smile.

"I will do my best!" She exclaimed cutely.

"Oh, by the way. This is Miyu. Miyu, they are Toman." She introduced the girl.

"Hello, Miyu-chan!" The boys started to introduce themselves. Mitsuya wanted to pat her head because she reminded him of his little sisters, but he can't since she's just a hologram projection.

"Nice to meet you, Tokyo Manji Gang officials. I am Miyu, an AI assistant made by our Captain Arisa and Intel Officer K. Welcome to our home!" She bowed at them politely and smiled brightly before she disappeared.

"They're safe now. Thank you very much for your help." Rio bowed gratefuly to the boys.

"Don't sweat it." Mikey immediately brushed it off and told Rio to lift her head. "You're always welcome."

"It's already supper. Have dinner here." Rio offered before her she sweat dropped.

"You're going to cook? But, you just operated President." Said Draken.

"Captain taught us to always return favors and I'm not taking a no for an answer." She winked at the boys before hanging her lab coat on a hanger and lead them upstairs.

"So, you did purposely broke your bike?" Rio laughed when Draken exposed that their Commander broke his own bike just to have Arisa fix it.

They are now at the dining area, eating the food the two girls had prepared for them. It is just a simple meal, a savory pork curry and egg roll, Iseul also made them have some kimchi as side dish.

"You're so mean, Ken-chin. It is in the bro code not to expose your bro's secrets!" Mikey puffed his cheeks and pouted.

"Bro code, my ass." Draken scoffed.

"Hey, don't talk about your butt in front of the food! It's gross!" Iseul's face contorted with disgust.

"Hey, Eul. Calm down, your hygiene fetish is showing off." Rio joked that made Iseul almost stab her hand with a fork if she did not dodged it.

"Fuck you!"

"Oh, hard please."

Who knew that one of Third Junior High's most dignified girl at school is actually a carefree and sly girl without her uniform.

Iseul just rolled her eyes and resumed eating. Their conversation would only lead to embarrassment if it continues. Knowing how Rio's mind and mouth works, it'll be nasty.

"Hey," Mikey called out, swallowing the food he shoved in his mouth. "Why does President hates deliquents?"

"Why are you still calling her President? Don't you know her name?" Rio asked back, slightly confused by the way Mikey addresses Arisa, when he just literally called her by name earlier.

Mitsuya chuckled, almost scoffing. "He refuses to say her name because she hasn't introduced herself to him yet."

Rio threw her head back and cackled, "That's...cute. It's been a long time since I saw someone admire Captain openly."

"The last one was a spawn of a devil." Iseul muttered under her breath.

"Besides, it feels wrong addressing her by her name. Dunno why, though. Just gut feels." Mitsuya said in a matter of fact.

"Captain doesn't necessarily hate all deliquents," Rio responded to Mikey's question.

"Just the dumb ones. The ones who uses their strength carelessly without even putting a single mind in it. She hates people who doesn't have an ounce of principle in life, and the only goal is adorn dominance. Most deliquents are like that." Iseul continued Rio's thought.

"But, Toman is different. Toman uses their power to protect." Takemitchi spoke up confidently, his passion filled eyes are gleaming with determination. "Right?" He added with a sweat drop after remembering that he isn't a member of Toman yet around this time.

"Words without proof are empty. You might feel that now, because Toman hasn't gained much power and influence yet. But, who knows when would it all go downhill?" Arisa's voice came from the entrance of the dining area. She leaned her side to the door frame as her arms crossed on her chest.

Her braided hair from earlier is loose, making its crimson strands fall on her back like falls of blood. Her clothes are changed into a fitted tank top and baggy cargo pants, and her wrists are bandaged.

This girl...does she know about the future? Is she a time leaper, too? I have this feeling that this girl is not ordinary eversince I saw her earlier. And feel like I have forgotten a very important matter.

"Absolute power is a double edged sword, it could be a friend or a foe. Are you sure that your Invincible Commander here wouldn't get corrupted once he gains supreme dominance?" Arisa pushed her self off of the door frame and walked towards the pantry and took out a half-filled bottle of wine and a wine glass.

Arisa stared at Mikey's eyes as the atmosphere inside the dining table became dead silent. She sat on the end of the table and poured herself the liquor before inhaling the scent of it.

Her words dug deeper into their minds more than they thought. But, the two founding members of Toman who's with Mikey knew a lot better. That their Commander wouldn't get corrupted and their gang's principle and honor would stay the same until they achieved a new era of deliquents.

"Are you perhaps worried about me, President? That's flattering." Mikey smiled widely as genuine happiness reached his obsidian orbs.

"What?" Arisa almost choked on her drink.

"Besides, aren't you supposed to be resting and not drinking alcohol? You literally just got stitched." The young commander scolded Arisa like a mad husband.

"I woke from a dream and couldn't sleep." Arisa deadpanned and took a sip from her wine glass.

"Oh. Was it good?"

"Terrible."

"Really? Why?"

"Because you're in it." Arisa stood up from her seat.

Rio and Iseul's mouth gaped, as the boys found entertainment on their interaction. Especially the flustered and dumbfounded reaction on Mikey's face.

He looked like an elementary school student who received a love letter for the first time on Valentine's Day.

The Captain, took her glass and wine bottle, she looked back Mikey and said, "We're even now, you can stop chasing after me like a madman." She left to go up to her room before Mikey marched towards Arisa and took a hold of her free hand and made her face him.

"You think I'm only approaching you because you saved Emma?" His words came out more like a statement than a question.

"Why else?" Arisa knitted her eyebrows and tried to retrieve her hand only for Mikey to hold it firmly, but not too tightly.

"I told you, didn't I? President is the one, I've been looking for. I won't give up until you make friends with, even if it means following you down to hell." Mikey spoke with determination while looking directly at Arisa's sunset filled eyes.

Arisa let out a scoff, "Whatever."

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Flyfishing for Pacific Sailfish

My flyfishing trek to Guatemala for sailfish was great! From the minute my better half and I arrived, Carols and Les met us and dealt with everything about the excursion. Not exclusively did they give us great transportation all through our visit additionally went way out of their approach to make our trek pleasant and even gave us a clever guided touring outing to Antigua. The whole excursion was great.

Here is a breakdown on how the angling went:

FRIDAY - 2/8/03

In spite of the fact that this was my first push to catch sailfish on a fly, I had perused various articles and watched two or three recordings clarifying the procedure. Jose, the deckhand, likewise offered a few pointers. Be that as it may, there still is to some degree an expectation to absorb information.

The main day I snared 8 angle and landed 3. Two were lost because of gear breakdown. On my 12 weight bar I was utilizing a Rio flyline kokanee angling discussion with a reasonable "wet tip". Double the association between the wet tip and pioneer broke because of the wet tip chiming far from the center line. I don't know whether I just had a damaged line or if the line makers are as yet attempting to create items equipped for taking the anxiety required in sailfishing.

There were three fish of note amid the day. One was snared in the dorsel balance alongside the back, a reality not scholarly until after a battle which went for 60 minutes. That specific fish additionally gave some unordinary diversion as after snaring the fish it went left from the stern. Inside seconds I saw a fish greyhounding behind the watercraft going straightforwardly to one side. I could see the pink fly sliding the pioneer so I realized that the fish had been snared by somebody. However, I didn't at first handle that that somebody was me. My line was in the water going left and the fish was currently paralleling the port side of the watercraft quickly passing the vessel as yet greyhounding. I had a great deal of line making up for lost time to do, and in spite of the fact that we dodged a sever because of over the top bally, the reward was just a long haul fight with that dorsel-snared angle.

The biggest fish of the day, and of the trek, was evaluated at 100 lbs. It too required a generous measure of investment to convey to the pontoon. The deckhands made an amazing showing with regards to in taking care of the fish in the wake of getting a handle on pioneer.

The third fish of note took off no less than 300 yards of support. Jose, deckhand with 5 years encounter, never got a sailfish on a flyrod. I disclosed to him he was allowed to give it a shot if another fish was accessible after I had one snared. That happened, obviously his fish went right and mine went left. The skipper couldn't pursue it is possible that one and we needed to battle them from the stationary watercraft.

The second deckhand was continually observing my support and announcing the status to the chief. My Spanish is for all intents and purposes non-existent, however I realize that something including "un piquito" in reference to my line implies that the deckhand was in understanding that we were running short on line. Luckily, before we needed to settle on a choice, my line went slack with respect to the second time the Rio wet tip fizzled. Additionally luckily the deckhand reeled in my 300 yards of spectra support sparing me a genuine tired wrist.

Despite everything I left far from the day somewhat worn. I had a developing rankle on a pointer from reeling. Next time I will make certain that I have reels which have interchange left and right twist, with the goal that you can offer yourself a reprieve. The long fights amid the day additionally left my arms exhausted. My significant other who doesn't see angling with much excitement, had regardless ridden with me one day. Since the oceans were level she went ahead the main excursion. She was astonished to see sailfish swim by with their dorsal balances out of water. She additionally said she watched one sailfish free bouncing while Jose and I were doing combating our two fish. She couldn't trust the quantity of fish present and the consistent activity.

SATURDAY - 2/8/03

The oceans were up and I was asked whether regardless I wished to go. I am certain that it could be too unpleasant to go, yet it would need to be a ton rougher than it was to forego another shot at such a variety of sailfish.

The skipper said we "raised" 30 angle. For reasons unknown it was difficult to motivate them to acknowledge snare and switch. We just snared 7 yet we landed 4. I lost one to a broken tippit when the fish, against a slack line, just broke the tippit in view of the heaviness of the flyline. On another event my cast brought about a line wrapped around the butt of the bar. One doesn't have the chance to fix such a misstep in the time given. While the tippit ought to have broke in the first place, in truth the new flyline separated toward the finish of the shooting head. Once more, I don't trust arrange creators are delivering items to the need. The flyline was a Scientific Angler Big Game 12 weight.

In transit in we lost a motor. So having angled two days on the Black Fin I was planned on the third day on a Bertram.

Other than the lost motor, the day was great. Not the same number of fish took the fly as one would have enjoyed, yet the activity was steady.

SUNDAY 2/9/03

The third day begun awesome. I was four for four preceding things got somewhat messy. I wrapped a flyline around the butt by and by on a cast. You don't get an opportunity to fix that oversight. This time the tippit separated. I likewise started encountering issues with snare ups. I wasn't getting the break of the fish taking the fly and quickly leaving the pontoon toward some path. When they swim out gradually, or scarcely swim off by any means, it is difficult to get a decent snare set. I experienced various brings with the snares turning out rapidly.

Yet, the activity was mind boggling. We at last snared 15 angle and conveyed 8 to the watercraft. The biggest assessed at 85 lbs, I think a genuinely precise gauge. My significant other needed to go to Antigua so we quit angling ahead of schedule with just around 4 and a half hours of genuine angling done. It is difficult to trust that you can get that many takes and land such a large number of fish inside that timeframe.

One energizing minute might live with me until the end of time. I snared the sailfish which went around 75 yards straight toward the back of the watercraft and after that started a half, into equal parts out, of the water sideways, counter-clockwise circle. At the point when the fish returned to around 9:00, where his circle at first began, he came straightforwardly at the stern of the watercraft. I have sailfished before and have additionally perused various articles about it. So I realized that one ought to know that sailfish can come into the watercraft. Be that as it may, it is difficult to trust how speedy things happen.

The data I have seen asserted sailfish fit for achieving 50 to 70 miles for every hour, contingent upon whose numbers you utilize. This fish was half out of the water so without a doubt its speed was a great deal less. Still he was going quick. With just around 75 yards to cover until he got to the stern of the watercraft he made the separation rapidly. The deckhand snatched me and pulled me to the side, and the skipper hit the throttle. In any case, the fish made it to the pontoon's stern. I felt a slight brush as the level of his bill hit the highest point of my thigh. Obviously, after his "vessel mischance" he was a genuinely accommodating fish to get starting there on.

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Rio & Buster

Rio: Hey, are you alright? Rio: I talked to Nance Buster: 'Course Buster: Did she say I wouldn't be? Rio: She said the convo didn't go the best Buster: Yeah well Buster: Not like I was expecting it to Rio: Well she's coming next weekend Rio: so you can try again then Buster: What? Rio: She wants to come see us Rio: also I'm taking her out clubbing but you know, don't think your invite extends that far Buster: Did she say us or did she say you? Rio: Us, of course Rio: She wants to get it out of the way so the awkward can be done with Rio: Which I think's a good idea Buster: Good fucking luck Rio: What? Buster: Me chatting to her ain't gonna go any better face to face, is it Buster: Come on Rio: Yeah it will 'cos she's talked to me now Buster: You keep handling it then Buster: Since you're besties, like Rio: Don't be moody Rio: She's trying here, you can too Buster: Don't tell me how to be Buster: Your status don't quite as far as her ccing you into the convo Buster: I did try Rio: Rkgnt Rio: Right, so you're going to ignore her then? Buster: Did I say that? Rio: Then why are you so mad? It's a good thing Buster: You can say that now it ain't happened Buster: When I make it worse you'll be the one who's mad at me Rio: Don't do that then Rio: How are you gonna make it worse? Buster: Cheers babe, solid advice Rio: Ha ha Rio: Come on Buster: You come on Buster: She don't like me, end of Buster: Just 'cause we're a couple and she does like you ain't changing that Rio: Don't be silly, she's your sister Rio: and you were getting on well before this, you can get back to that Buster: She has to love me she don't have to like me Rio: Well she did Rio: Why are you being so defeatist? Buster: 'Cause we were kids that don't count Rio: Yeah it does Rio: anyway, shit was getting better again Buster: I ain't saying we're gonna brawl I'm just saying good luck on knocking the awkwardness on the head Rio: I didn't say it would happen the minute she walks in the door Rio: but she wants to try so it's your move Buster: Fuck's sake Buster: You never let up, do you? Buster: Alright Rio: Nope 🤷 Rio: Deal with it, McKenna Buster: Fuck you Buster: How's work going? Rio: Luckily, the punters aren't as rude as you Rio: so good Rio: slow-ish night which meant I weren't ignoring people as I text Nance, like Buster: God doing you another favour there, babe Buster: None for me though, the prick Rio: I mean Rio: truly everyone's favourite Rio: move over Jesus Buster: 😂 Buster: Help a boy out and change these assigned chapters I gotta read into something interesting Rio: Hmm Rio: can't you do that thing where you put a smartie after every chapter, or paragraph if you dying, but something you actually want Buster: Way ahead of you with that drink by my elbow, like Rio: I'll keep thinking then Rio: You should've chose more exciting subjects, really but you know Rio: do what I can Buster: If you don't know how to keep things interesting for me by now, babe, well Rio: Don't Rio: Already got your sister letting me know how to not lose a man, ironic Buster: What? Rio: Ha, long story Buster: Whatever Rio: Oh baby Rio: I know you're struggling but don't be mad at me Buster: I ain't Rio: What's up Rio: Talk to me Buster: You're gonna go back, aren't you? Rio: No Rio: Why do you think that? Buster: Everyone knows now Buster: We can't just pretend they don't Buster: They're all gonna want to see you Rio: Sure we can Rio: If they wanna they can come to us, like Nance is Buster: Seriously? Rio: I don't want to go back Rio: It's been too good being away from it all Buster: I don't want you to go Rio: Good Rio: I want to be with you Rio: I'm not going anywhere Buster: Okay Rio: Everything's still shit there Rio: that's not changed Buster: I know Buster: And I don't want them bringing that shit here Buster: It's been so good Rio: Yeah Rio: Perfect Buster: I know this wasn't how we wanted to tell people but I'm so fucking glad its done Rio: I feel the same Rio: It's a relief Buster: Even if they all come at us with their bullshit Rio: It's hard to hear it Rio: but I'm trying to be patient because no doubt we'd feel the same Buster: Yeah Buster: And I'd gladly hear it over and over if it means I get to be with you Rio: I love you Buster: I love you, Rio Rio: God, that still gets me Buster: Yeah? Rio: Yeah Rio: I hope it always feels like this Buster: It will Buster: Not a fucking amateur, right? Rio: Definitely not Buster: It's only gonna get better Buster: We get to be us and together now with none of the secrecy and lies Buster: All that bullshit is gone Rio: I still can't believe that Rio: I can actually look at you and talk to you Rio: feel like a normal person Buster: Yeah you can Buster: It's a headfuck but finally a decent one, like Rio: We can still sneak off though can't we Rio: it wasn't all bad Buster: Try and stop me Buster: I'm tempted to come and see you at work right now Rio: Do Rio: I've been talking about you so much it's made me miss you Buster: I know the feeling Buster: Even if its still blowing my mind that I'm allowed to want you this much Rio: I mean, I encourage it wholeheartedly Buster: I'm not gonna get you in trouble, am I? Buster: Like I know you said its a slow night but I also know that I can't get enough of you Rio: I've still got my break to take Rio: turn me on before you get here and we can easily make the most of it Buster: Easy Buster: We should celebrate fully tomorrow though Buster: Let me take you somewhere, wherever you want Rio: Yeah? Rio: Where's good, I still don't know Rio: show me Buster: I'll think of somewhere worthy of a date with you, don't worry Rio: So fucking cute Rio: I was supposed to tell you that Buster: You just wanted to give me another chance to be the hero Buster: 'Cause you're that much of an angel Rio: Baby Buster: Yeah? Rio: You're so distracting Buster: I'm not sorry Rio: You're going to come see me aren't you? Rio: I need you Buster: 'Course Buster: I haven't been able to stop thinking about how badly I want you in my lap instead of this book for ages now Rio: I could read to you Rio: get to be good and bad at the same time Buster: You're so perfect Rio: I know how you like it when you make it hard for me to speak, baby Rio: and I always wanna help you Buster: Fuck Buster: I have to get changed so they let me in but you're making me not wanna put clothes on Rio: Stupid rules Rio: Just think about how much I'm going to enjoy undressing you Buster: I am Buster: See? Buster: [sends own getting undressed pics] Rio: Daddy Rio: fucking hell Buster: I really need you, baby Rio: How do you need me Rio: I wanna give you exactly what you need because you deserve it Buster: I've been so stressed but you're gonna help me feel better, aren't you? Buster: As publicly as possible now so everyone knows how good you are at it Rio: Yes, Daddy Rio: Your baby is going to make it all go away Rio: all you're going to feel is good and all you're going to think about is me Buster: Good girl Rio: I can't wait 'til you're grunting that as you push your cock further down my throat Rio: my mouth is watering Buster: You don't need to wait long, I'm out the door Rio: Thank God Buster: Thank God I didn't drink enough to have to get a cab Buster: I can't wait for that Rio: Me either Rio: Though I love playing with you in the back of a cab Buster: I'll make sure I book one tomorrow Buster: If you're good I'll plan to take you somewhere far enough away that you can have as much fun as you want Rio: 😻 Why are you so good to me? Buster: I love you Buster: And I want you Rio: You're the best Rio: Stay mine Buster: I'm all yours always Buster: And nobody's taking you from me either Rio: Say always again Buster: Always, baby Buster: For fucking ever Rio: Fuck me Rio: I love you so so so much Buster: It's me and you now Buster: For as long as you want me Rio: For fucking ever Rio: there's no one else like you Rio: no one for me Buster: I know Buster: I need you, just you Rio: You've got me Rio: You don't ever have to question it Buster: You either Buster: I mean it Rio: I know Rio: I've never felt love like this Buster: Me either Buster: You know it's all yours Buster: My first time Rio: Only time Rio: Nothing else I've ever felt or had came close to touching this Buster: Yeah Rio: Such an incredible headfuck Buster: You can have that 💍 if you want Rio: Shh don't say that when I'm in this state Buster: But you can Rio: You mean that, don't you Buster: You know I do Rio: Baby Rio: ask me properly and you know I'll say yes Buster: Okay Rio: Are we insane? Buster: I don't care Buster: As long as you feel the same as I do Rio: I do Rio: about not caring too Rio: it feels too good Buster: Nothing's ever gonna matter to me as much as you Rio: I just wanna see you happy, every day for the rest of mine Buster: Good 'cause I am Buster: And I want you to have anything and everything you want Rio: Right now all I want is you Buster: Just as well that I'm pulling up nearby then, yeah? Rio: Come here Rio: Now Buster: Jesus, you're so hot when you talk like that Rio: I am hot Rio: so hot for you Buster: Rio Rio: Buster Buster: I still have to walk in, don't let me die, like Rio: No chance Rio: You can't leave me Buster: Never

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Rio & Buster

Rio: 💃 Buster: 🍾 Rio: ayy Rio: wyd Buster: 🏖 Buster: you? Rio: ugh lucky Rio: just out Rio: bored Rio: indie's fucked off somewhere Buster: you know it, babe Buster: sounds like some lad's getting lucky then Buster: nobody you wanna fuck off with? Rio: she's so probably Rio: poor baby Rio: no one here but working on it Buster: Same Buster: with you, not Indie Buster: I ain't Rio: Rio: when the holiday romance has got too real Buster: Fuck that Rio: should hope so, you're not a 12 year old with a 'what i did on my hols' to fill in Rio: ms white was horrified Rio: frigid bitch Buster: tell it to some of these cunts around me Buster: fuck's sake Buster: yeah? tell me more Rio: lads lads lads Rio: or chaps chaps chaps in your case i guess Rio: bless 'em Rio: don't be gross! i was 12 Rio: and Luiz was Buster: 🧐 Buster: shower of cunts the lot of 'em Buster: better kisser than me, yeah? Alright now, like Rio: Least you can always 'get lost' on a holiday night out and find better company Rio: awh babe Rio: if you can't handle the answer, don't ask, like Buster: Don't reckon I wanna talk to you now Buster: Proper hurt Rio: you dumb Rio: stay and entertain me please Buster: 'cause you asked so nicely Rio: where are you Rio: looks good Buster: Manhattan Beach Buster: It's alright Rio: Fancy Rio: not gonna get that cheap euro vodka cough Buster: That's all yours tonight, babe Buster: How is the 24 treating you? Rio: Most likely Rio: oh well, husky is sexy i can rock it Rio: crap Buster: I don't doubt that you can Buster: what's up? Rio: Ryan turned up when I was at work Rio: Indie let him in, nightmare Rio: sorted now but long Buster: shit Buster: did he even play like he had a reason or what? Rio: oh yeah, he owes me some money Rio: which he sporadically remembers and then forgets again when it suits and he's got none Buster: how much? Rio: like 1,300 Rio: he wrecked my old car Rio: give a shit i got a new one now but yeah, probably got about 200 of that back so far Rio: twat Buster: fucking hell, Rio Buster: what a cunt Rio: Yeah but it's good Rio: Drew came and sorted him out Buster: What? Rio: He was getting arsey and I was still not there so Indie had to call him Buster: Well, yeah Rio: saved my night that's for sure Buster: Lucky you Buster: Shame he ain't about now Rio: You know Rio: Imma see him tomorrow tho Buster: I was gonna say see if you could get Indie to give him a ring again but it was a some bullshit that he actually turned up the first time so Buster: Good that there's no need to push it Rio: you know, boutta be a daddy again so Rio: maybe he's trying now Buster: Buster: You've got it bad, babe Rio: Shut up Rio: just seeing the good in him, not about it tho obvs, that good is apparent Buster: If you say so Buster: One thing giving him the benefit of the doubt, don't be giving him all the others though Rio: Yeah right Rio: he's basically married to Ro now so Rio: that has sailed Buster: not if you offer it up for him on a plate Rio: subtle Rio: and one way to get disowned, for sure Buster: Like that's ever been your vibe Buster: And they'd get over it Buster: He'll fuck it up some other way soon anyway Rio: Good thing you ain't young and cute enough to be her page boy Rio: ruining the photos with that grumpy face Buster: Shut up Buster: Already got a bridesmaid trying to throw herself at him so cliche achieved Rio: Piss off Rio: I am not Rio: he just thinks i'm a stupid kid anyway probably Rio: not gonna humour me that hard Buster: Try convincing yourself before me Buster: I'm sure he's realised how much his heroics turned you on Rio: ew no Rio: i'm just grateful Rio: what was i meant to do, let indie go off with him god knows where Rio: go with, like Buster: you could've let me handle it Rio: oh so you wanna be the hero Rio: okay Buster: fuck off Rio: well you do Buster: whatever Rio: didn't know u could actually fly with it, like Rio: or i woulda defs hit u up Buster: No you wouldn't Rio: its not like i hit up anyone Rio: indie called him, he is her da, she's allowed Buster: Like I said, whatever Buster: Not like I care Buster: If you wanna make a fool of yourself with him go on Rio: not waiting for your permission but cheers Buster: Just waiting on him Buster: I heard you Rio: to come get a drink at work, yeah Rio: christ, rate ryan's paying me back, can hardly offer a % Buster: Not what you wanna offer him anyway though Buster: So it's all good, yeah? Rio: so what? he's hot Rio: no harm in it Buster: He's also Indie's dad Buster: and old Rio: Yeah, I know Rio: I can think he's nice to look at still Buster: It's sick Rio: Why are you being so judgey about it? Rio: if he was a milf, you'd vibe it too Buster: forget it Buster: sick of talking about this cunt now Rio: then stop getting at me Buster: If I was getting at you I would Buster: Don't be so touchy, like Rio: ha Rio: wanna take your own advice, babe Buster: shut up Rio: make me Buster: you wish, babe Rio: so do you Buster: Yeah Rio: when you gonna do it Buster: when are you gonna be in my ends? Rio: Lazy Rio: do you want it or not Buster: That's why I want you here Buster: Less fam to get in my way Rio: IDK then Rio: soon as I got enough reason to be there Buster: I've just given you the only reason you need Buster: Do you want it or not? Rio: duh Rio: but that's not really gonna fly with work or the fam is it Buster: You've been down here for lads before Rio: yeah fucking par for the course with me ain't it Buster: that's not how I meant it Buster: I'm just saying there's your excuse Rio: yeah Rio: probably not eh Buster: Rio Buster: Don't be upset Rio: I ain't Rio: it's cool Buster: It's not Rio: Heard and had worse, babe Rio: forget about it Buster: I don't want to Rio: I do Rio: do what you want, McKenna Buster: Fine Buster: but I'm sorry Rio: I told you, it's good Buster: you tell me a lot of bullshit Rio: rude Rio: esp coming from you Buster: fuck off Buster: I'm real Rio: yeah? Rio: real fool that's for sure Buster: Hilarious, Cavante Rio: thank you i'll be here all night Buster: you're such an idiot Rio: luckily for you boy Buster: I ain't got lucky yet Buster: Still waiting on that Rio: sure you've got time, how many hours behind are you Rio: night's young, don't worry baby Buster: I meant with you Rio: oh Rio: well Rio: hmu if you're ever this fucked up again, like Buster: I ain't Buster: Just wondering how much time you've got for me Rio: you're cute when you're drunk Buster: You're annoying when you're bored Rio: i'll go then Buster: Don't Rio: Rio: oh is james there Buster: fuck no Buster: why did you wanna say hi or what? Rio: Rude not to whilst I'm here Rio: gutted Rio: I'll have a stalk of who is then, that's how this party is going Buster: Actually do go Rio: No fun Rio: its okay you're still the prettiest Buster: Obviously Buster: He looks like a fucking pug Rio: Rio: Harsh Rio: but funny Buster: Deny it Buster: I can't believe you fucked that Rio: Didn't spend a load of time looking at his face Rio: from what I recall Buster: Didn't ask Buster: Heard enough from that twat cheers Rio: yeah but you lads always oversell it Rio: lbr Buster: Fuck off Buster: I don't need to chat myself up Buster: Plenty of girls wanna do that for me Rio: you reckon Buster: I know Buster: And so do you Buster: I'm just fucking good, babe Rio: Only got your word for it, babe Rio: not been in your ends making smalltalk with the girls, like Buster: All I can give you tonight Buster: Unless you want vids like Rio: Rio: no thank you Rio: trying to come for my game Buster: I'm not playing Buster: You wanted me to entertain you Rio: you get a bitch to consent to that then come back to me okay Buster: Or I'll just be in it Buster: Still got moves Rio: Oh Rio: That's hot Buster: You're hot Rio: Would you really do that for me Buster: Do you want me to? Rio: Yes Buster: Ask me Rio: Buster Buster: If you want it then tell me Rio: Fine Rio: Make me a video of you getting off Rio: please Buster: Okay Rio: Are you going to think about me when you touch yourself Buster: You know it, babe Buster: When don't I Rio: fuck Rio: i better be good Rio: don't do me down, boy Buster: You're the best Rio: wait and see, babe Buster: I'm so over waiting Rio: I know Rio: Me too Buster: You look so good tonight Buster: I'm so hard for you right now Rio: Oh God Rio: You have to cum for me Rio: it's for me, don't go fuck some random when i'm the one who got you hard okay Buster: It's yours, babe Buster: I just want you Rio: Say that in the video Rio: I wanna hear it Buster: Try and fucking stop me Rio: Never Rio: You're so hot Buster: You'll see Rio: I do see Rio: It's rude for you to exist anywhere that isn't in my fantasies tbh Buster: Babe Rio: You know what you do to me Buster: I wanna hear every fantasy though Buster: I need to Rio: We're talking years worth here Rio: too many for tonight but, can make a start, like Buster: Fuck Buster: I know Rio: I've wanted you for so long Buster: Christ, me too Buster: and so bad Rio: Make it all the better when it happens Buster: Yeah Buster: [Sends video after whatever is a legit amount of time] Rio: Rio: give me a sec i can't be coherent now Buster: I don't need you to be Rio: good 'cos it ain't happening any time soon Rio: fucking hell, like Buster: I know Rio: Definition of wish I was there envy now Buster: You make me wish I was in the 24 Buster: What the fuck Rio: You love it Buster: Nah Rio: Oh hush Rio: you gotta come thru soon anyway Buster: Do I? Rio: Yeah Rio: you gotta come give me what's mine Buster: How soon do you need it? Rio: Right now? Right fucking now, like Rio: but you know, used to waiting Buster: I don't want you to wait Rio: And I don't wanna Rio: do what we gotta do idc Rio: I need you now Buster: I'm right here, babe Buster: do what you've gotta do until then Buster: we can both feel good tonight Rio: I already feel good thanks to you Rio: too good to be alone, it's a crime frankly Buster: I'm not going anywhere Buster: You ain't gotta be alone Rio: Good Rio: I should find Indie to leave this party but also I wanna be alone with you Rio: What do I do Buster: Find her Buster: We can still be alone knowing her Buster: You think I'm drunk but like Rio: She's just a baby Rio: Bless her Rio: and there will be no leaving if she's found a new mans ugh Buster: Find somewhere we can be alone here then Buster: Gotta be a bathroom or some shit Rio: You want me to go fuck myself in this stranger's bathroom? Rio: Dirty Buster: Not romantic but Buster: I'll make it up to you Rio: Not gonna make me a popular party goer but already getting looks so fuck it Buster: What kind of looks? Rio: I don't know? Probably a party pooper for sitting here glued to my phone but y'all don't know Rio: try harder next time Buster: They're just jealous of how fucking hot you look Rio: I'm out here looking so casual though Rio: even Inds putting me to shame Buster: Shut up Buster: You look so good Buster: You know it Rio: Long as you think so Buster: That photo turned me on before you'd even said a word to me today Rio: Serious? Buster: If I was gonna lie I wouldn't have said anything Rio: Guess you've got a point there Rio: I always hope you see my posts Buster: I ain't refreshing my feed for anyone else Rio: Babe Buster: I'm not sorry Buster: You're sexy as fuck Rio: Rio: Now I gotta hide Buster: Aren't you used to this? Rio: Not from you Buster: Get used to it, babe Rio: do my best Buster: I wanna touch you so bad Rio: I'm just thinking of all the times you have Rio: even that was good and we've not even started yet Buster: yeah but it's not enough Buster: never is Rio: I know Rio: i'm so fucking needy for you Buster: Fuck Rio: i want your hands all over me Buster: They are gonna be everywhere Buster: Trust me Rio: Good, you can put them wherever you want them Rio: as long as you're inside me Buster: Jesus Buster: I can't wait to make you cum Rio: in person, anyway Buster: Well yeah, who isn't turned on by my posts, like Buster: Too easy Rio: you're not facetuning that hard are you babe Buster: Rio: and you promised you're gonna back it up so Rio: don't break it so soon, like Buster: I won't Rio: Better not Rio: not in this bathroom for nothing Buster: you better not either Buster: I've never waited years for anything else I want Rio: ha Rio: it'll do you good, babe Rio: trust Buster: as long as you do me good I don't care Rio: given Buster: yeah? Rio: yeah Rio: not only 'cos you've never had it this good but 'cos i want you so bad Rio: i'll do whatever to please you Buster: Rio Rio: I will Rio: Believe me Buster: I do Buster: Fucking hell Rio: Ugh, when you nearly type something in the wrong chat 'cos someone won't stfu Rio: that could've got real weird real fast Buster: who else are you chatting to? Rio: no one, my phone just blowing up Rio: standards Buster: is it him? Rio: Yeah but Rio: don't let him spoil it Buster: Now I wish I was there so you could turn your phone off Buster: 'Cause I'm too selfish to stop talking to you Rio: Don't Rio: I can ignore him if you don't ignore me Buster: I can't ignore you, babe Buster: Don't you know that? Rio: Yeah Rio: not that good at acting Buster: Good Buster: I want you to know Rio: Now anyway Rio: we'll forget it in the morning, babe but it's all good Buster: I won't Buster: You're so unforgettable, yeah? Buster: Catch yourself on Rio: Stop it Rio: Cute nerd Buster: Make me Rio: Buster: Getting rough now it's that time of night Rio: 🤤 Rio: i wish Buster: Soon babe Buster: I won't be able to control myself, believe me Buster: What were you gonna say? Rio: Don't Rio: I want it all, don't hold back Rio: When? Buster: I don't think I can Buster: When you almost told him instead of me Rio: If we're doing this, we may as well lose all control Rio: Gonna ask if you wanted to see Buster: Glad he didn't get it then Buster: babe, I need to Rio: Ikr, good thing I'm considerate and ask too Rio: bad enough knowing he can watch all my streams Rio: ick Buster: I'll blind him Buster: Not even joking at this point Rio: I know Rio: shh shh though, he doesn't exist Buster: it's just me and you, yeah? Rio: yeah Rio: that'd be good Rio: do what we want Buster: should've brought you to Cali instead of these cunts Rio: 'til we pissed each other off and you're trying to buy me that flight back Rio: you're having a good time tho Buster: I'd rather fight with you than any of them Buster: You look so hot when you're mad Rio: fighting can just be good foreplay Rio: that's the truth Buster: never tried it Rio: really Rio: but you're so easy to wind up Buster: and all my girls are so Buster: or just easy Rio: Hmm Rio: yeah, you'd have to repeat really, can't be trying to throw hands on a first time unless you've agreed that beforehand, like Buster: Yeah, I'm not that much of a cunt Rio: you aren't Buster: you're biased Buster: you want me Rio: like i couldn't or wouldn't if you were a cunt? Rio: please Buster: but you'll say or do anything you already said Rio: you want me to call you a cunt? 'cos yeah, I will Rio: but that was just the truth before so Buster: I mean you'd say I ain't Buster: be nice to me instead of winding me up Rio: i'm always nice Rio: most of the time Buster: nah you ain't Buster: but I like it Rio: i been knew Rio: call my friend yet? Buster: which one? Rio: dominatrix Buster: Behave Rio: no, you Rio: that's the idea, boy Buster: Buster: If you wanna know if i'm down for you to tell me what to do you can just ask Rio: Trust, I know you whipped for me babe Buster: 'cause you wish Buster: one of the fantasies, yeah? Rio: that'd be telling Buster: You can Rio: Rio: now i'm shy Buster: seriously? Rio: maybe i'm sobering up Rio: boo Buster: or you just knew it'd get to me you reacting like that Buster: you're just full of surprises, like Rio: likewise Buster: How'd I do? Buster: Entertained enough? Rio: are you serious now? Rio: so good Rio: you're fun, i like playing with you Buster: good Rio: play with me again sometime? Buster: 'course Rio: Rio: yay Buster: You're a well fun drunk

Rio: You're a cute one Rio: who knew Buster: Didn't need to take you this long to find out Rio: You obvs been hiding it Buster: Or you just don't know as much as you reckon you do Rio: Doubt that Rio: I know all Buster: Yeah? Buster: Prove it Rio: You're doing something else rn Rio: I know that Buster: Am I? Rio: duh! Rio: you're well distracted Rio: gimme deets, living vicariously Buster: There's a girl and her friend fighting over me Buster: Standard Buster: Don't let it distract you, like Rio: Rio: what one are you gonna pick then Buster: Doesn't matter Rio: that generic are they? Buster: Neither of them look like you Buster: Or sound like you Rio: One of a kind Buster: Yeah Rio: I'll leave you to your tough decision, like Buster: Don't be stupid Rio: You're stupid Rio: gonna pass up an easy threesome Buster: You're stupid Buster: Trying to leave me for someone who will only make you feel good 'cause I put the work in Buster: I know that's why you wanna go Rio: Only fair if you're gonna Rio: what do you want me to do? Rio: wait, like Buster: At least it'd be worth it Buster: You'd be weak from how many times I've already made you cum but still begging me not to stop Buster: Who else is promising you that? Rio: Buster Rio: You're a prick Buster: You love it, babe Rio: Hm Buster: I know you do Buster: You don't have to say it Rio: Good Rio: 'cos I won't Buster: You can though Rio: Shut up Buster: You gonna make me? Rio: Nah Rio: need your chat don't you boy Buster: Yeah Buster: But you're gonna make so much noise for me so it's fine Rio: Rio: Dream on Buster: Deny it all you want now 'cause you won't be able to when I'm with you Rio: S'alright Rio: how often you come around Rio: easy to avoid Buster: You reckon? Rio: Yep Rio: bet on it Buster: Try it Buster: Be hilarious Rio: Fuck off Buster: No Rio: ugh boy Buster: Rio: Buster: There's no point you being mad if I can't see how fucking sexy you look Rio: That's MY point Rio: [sends piss-taking angry selfie] Buster: Buster: Still would

Rio: Good to know Buster: Don't you? Buster: Gonna have to tell you again, like Rio: Wouldn't hurt Buster: Babe Rio: What? Buster: I mean it Rio: I know Rio: I'm just frustrated Buster: I know Buster: I'd flight over right now if I could Buster: call it a family emergency, like Rio: Rio: That's so fucked Buster: I don't care Rio: That's what makes it worse, babe Buster: What's worse than right now Buster: Fuck it Rio: you gotta stay really tho Buster: Don't stop talking to me then Rio: okay Buster: Do you really think I'm stupid Rio: what? no Rio: you're dead smart Buster: Don't be too nice to me Rio: i know that ain't how you like it Rio: why do you care what i think anyway Buster: you know why Rio: yeah Rio: maybe Buster: Are you gonna make me tell you Rio: you did make me Rio: but it's alright Rio: feel the blush from here Buster: if that's all you can feel then it ain't alright Rio: telling me lmao Buster: You just turn me on and keep me there like that Buster: It's Rio: I don't mean to Rio: not all the time Rio: can't help it Buster: That's what so frustrating about you Rio: Sorry Rio: You're just so Rio: I don't know Buster: Don't be Buster: But you do know Buster: We both do Rio: Fuckable Rio: that's what you are Buster: Yeah Buster: And you're irresistible, babe Rio: Don't resist me then Buster: I can't Buster: I want you too badly Rio: Well you've got me Rio: I'm waiting Buster: Fuck Rio: Please Buster: Say it for me properly Buster: I wanna actually hear you Rio: Call me Buster: Okay

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