#hiero x begbie

[shiftingmuse]

Hiero x Begbie - Love Is Madness - 30 Seconds To Mars

You are insane

My desire

A violent daydream

Love, love

You are crazy

A perfect liar

Said you'd save me

Love, love

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A pregnancy scare, a loss, and a resurgence had occurred all in the time since he last had been with the blonde. Franco hadn't thought much about the idea of a child, and he thought even less about one with the woman he was with now. She was a fluke, a misstep in his feeble journey through life.

"Fuck, ah thooght ye…" There was a woman on his couch; the only woman that would be there wasn't the woman sitting there now.

"What?"

His left hand reached in to flip on the living area lighting. "Th fuck ur ye!?" Begbie's head was a bit hazed seeing some random bird on his couch. "Fuckin' Ju, invitin' fowk ower." He put the knife away, thinking this was just some stupid mistake. "Miss ye?" They must have met before, but he shook his head before reaching down to pick up the beer. "Nae a body is supposed tae be haur!" Frank walked into the apartment, slamming the door behind him as he came in. His head didn't clear much when he got by the coffee table to drop the drinks on it. 

It was clear though he'd been in a scuffle or more; his head was hurting and he was pretty smashed already.

"If yoo're waitin' oan June, Ah need ye tae gang." He wasn't looking directly at the woman when speaking. "She's gonnae 'er sisters, an' Ah dornt want tae see 'er coopon until th' weekend is it." His hand reached back down to grab for one of the cans when it hit the lipstick instead. Franco's middle finger and thumb of his right hand picked up the item in his hand. His stomach turned seeing the color through the pain in his head. His missus hadn't left it there; Begbie had, he had noticed the color on her dresser. 

June's mate gave it to her, and she wore it once before Franco told her she looked like some over classed whore. Only that wasn't the truth of it; he stared at the piece, smirking.

"Hiero.."

It was a red that matched closely to the one the blonde had been wearing. A piss poor color on the measly woman that he had now. "Ur ye daft, bird? I said ye need tae gang!" He spits before tossing the lipstick on the couch next to the woman. His eyes finally came up to her properly before he began to blink in confusion.

"Yoo're nae June's mate?" 

@shiftingmuse ・❥・continued thread

『✣』 She'd never been inside Franco's flat before.

Their encounters had always been at her place, in her world. Wherever he came from, whatever life he lived outside of her, hadn't mattered. Like he'd been cut right off the page and pasted onto hers.

Maybe it wasn't even the same flat he'd lived in back then. Maybe this place was something new, something he'd acquired in that big black hole of missing time.

It was cleaner than she had expected. But there was a reason for that — and it wasn't because Franco had developed a passion for home economics in her absence. Oh yes, she knew a woman's touch when she saw it. It wasn't like it took a genius anyway. Two toothbrushes in the bathroom, a lipstick on the coffee table, ugly dresses in the wardrobe, a box of tampons under the sink. A sealed box of tampons. That coupled with the secondhand paperback of 'What to Expect When You're Expecting' on the nightstand painted a picture that made Hiero's blood run so hot, she feared she might explode from it.

She had enough time alone in the apartment to go through waves of it — cycling through the five stages of grief like an asylum patient clawing at her padded walls. Part of her wanted to just smash the place up with the bat she'd found in the closet and vanish back into the night. But she resisted the urge. She waited.

The hour was getting late, but that didn't surprise her. Lord knows he probably still drank himself stupid night after night. Would he even come home at all tonight? He could just as well be passed out in the gutter or couch-surfing with one of his loser friends. She didn't want to be responsible for what might happen if his little lady came home instead.

Hiero heard the footsteps first, then the jingling of keys preparing to unlock a door that no longer had any need for it. Then she heard the enraged hollering and....well, she'd know that voice anywhere.

The door swung open violently, slamming into the wall. It should have made her jump, but it didn't. She had expected it. She wouldn't have left the door ajar if she hadn't wanted him to find it that way.

❝ 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐀' 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓? ❞

Light from the florescent bulbs in the hall spilled into the dim room, though the pair of them were still half-cast in shadow. That same light glinted off a small silver blade gripped in his shaking fist. He wasn't much more than a silhouette, just like the shape she'd thought she'd seen in her periphery a million times since she'd left.

She crossed her legs, exaggerating her relaxed position on the sofa, as though she were right at home. She grinned, like the mere sight of him wasn't a knife twisting in her side. ❝ 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄? ❞

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Trouble - Halsey : Francis Begbie x The Hierophant

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Franco told his mates about the bird; he told them everything he could remember about the night in question. They all got a laugh at him about it; they knew he was jumpy since June told him about the bairn. Only he wasn't jumpy; he was hurt and confused.

His mates didn't believe him, and he was starting to think he made the whole thing up. Who got so close to someone after one night and expected them to still be around when they came looking for them!? 

Begbie was a mess, and when he was a mess, he kept the hurt inside of him but let the anger flow freely. 

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[SURPRISE] - from Hiero to Begbie

( for whenever you feel better 💖 )

Surprise - 'for one muse to come home and find the other already inside.'

The walk up the stairs was a bit more defeated than usual.

Franco had just left the pub with several quid still in his pocket after robbing the yanks who tried to get in his face that evening.

Sick boy told him it might have been a waste, but Renton was jonesing so badly it didn't matter. They got the bastards when they were going for the back. Begbie roped Second Prize into the mix, and they did what was needed. Franco's knuckles were bruised, and he had a gash over his left eye by the time it was all over.

He knew if June found him like that, he was going to hear it all, but he wasn't in the mood. It had been longer than he had realized since he last thought about the blonde vixen. Anytime he tried thinking about her he thought about June now.

There was a six-pack in his right hand as he was making his way up the stairs. Getting to his apartment without anything more than a thought to get home and turn on the telly for a bit. Checking his watch halfway up to his place, he knew the missus should have been gone by then. Only as he made his way to the front door, his brow raised, and he winced at the pain from the wound.

"Fuck!" He shouted.

"I tauld ye tae keep th' duir locked; ye think nae one is gonnae tae try an' come in withit warnin'!?"

June and Franco weren't the best pair; the woman had been staying with him since he found out about the bairn. However, one thing he wasn't expecting was her to be there. 

"Wait…" He was partly intoxicated when it all dawned on him. Frank stopped and dropped the beer he'd been holding. His right hand reached around back to the blade he had hidden under his red jumper. "Who th' fuck is thaur!?" He hissed before kicking open the door further to see what was going on. His flat door gave quickly as he stood at the doorway. Begbie was usually one to rush in, but this didn't feel right.

"Yoo said ye woods be fuckin' gain, sae Ah need ye gain!" 

They weren't having a fight, but June wasn't supposed to be there; no one was. He had the flat all to himself for the weekend. "Ah swear if Ah hae tae drag ye it, hen, Ah will dae it!" If anyone were there, it would be June; if it wasn't June, then some bloke was about to have his teeth knocked in. 

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Francis Begbie x The Hierophant

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Francis Begbie x The Hierophant - Kindred Spirit;

ao3 link x

{Based on an old roleplay which I went back and read today; Basically Hiero and Begbie had a night together and he ends up leaving her only to come back and find Hiero is gone.}

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Franco sat on a beat-up couch, reviewing the night he had experienced away from his mates. The blonde had come into his life without warning and left him feeling inadequate without her near him. It had only been a week, but he was certain something was wrong. In the time away from her, June had come looking for him going on about a baby. It hit Begbie like a ton of bricks, thinking she was with a child. He'd only been with her a few times; he knew he couldn't be the father. 

That had knocked him off his feet and on his arse; he hadn't forgotten about the blonde, but he sure as shite went into hiding. So much so that he got himself pinched for a few days. When he got out, the first thing he did was try and find the woman's apartment. 

It took him longer than he expected, but he found the pub and then made his way to where she led him that night. Franco noted the keypad on the door and waited until someone went into the apartments before he could sneak in after them. Her apartment was on the second floor; he remembered that, and the door was not so difficult to spot either. His knocking didn't lead to anyone coming to check up on him. When it became too apparent no one was in, he pulled the knife from his back pocket and jimmy the door open. 

He could tell right away no one had been in the apartment for some time. The bottle of whiskey they finished together was still on the couch. 

As he looked around the space, it felt empty; it felt like someone had left town. 

It took him a moment to register what he was feeling before he ran through the place. Anything he could open and check, he did so. He was trashing the place from the living room to the kitchen and then the bedroom. When everything set, when he realized she was gone, Begbie stood next to the bed with the knife in his hand. 

"Whit did Ah dae, whit did Ah fuckin dae!?"

He flipped the knife open and then just went to shit about the situation. His anger that had been building up dove into the bed. Franco just lunged at the mattress and stabbed the item over and over again. The man kept stabbing at the thing until a spring came loose and cut his hand. "Fuck!" He shouted before his eyes focused on the blood dripping on the mattress.

"Fuckin psychopath..." 

The whimper came a moment later before he got himself off the torn-up piece and hauled himself into the living room. His blood dripped through the apartment as he went, even as he came to sit on the couch.

No tears were shed, but the man was disturbed. 

"She's gain." 

Her blonde curls, those blue eyes, a short skirt, floral-pattered blouse, and kitten heels. Begbie closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa. Those red-painted lips came into his mind watching her giggle as she called him bitter names. As she riled him more and more, wanting him to thrash and lash out. He set the blade down on the opposite side of the couch, then himself. 

One of his hands reached up to touch a bit of flesh on his neck. It wasn't completely healed yet, but he knew the cut would scar. 'What is it, Franco? Don't think I won't cut you!?' Oh, that threat became a reality; she left him with a wound that she lapped at. His little minx, his wee bonnie missus, his...

"Hiero." 

Begbie opened his eyes before he looked around the room for a moment. His hand wasn't bleeding as badly when he looked at the thing again. A frown on him before he reached for a handkerchief out of his pocket to wrap up the item. 

"...she's gain." 

A sigh came from the mustachioed Scotsman before he went to stand. "Ye waur nae a waste ay fuckin' time, ah was." He says leaving the knife behind on the couch. Feeling like his heart had been ripped out, knowing she was truly gone. 

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Notes;

The knife Franco leaves at the apartment is the knife Hierophant gives him in the roleplay.

The rage he feels stabbing at the mattress is the idea he feels as if he's been fucked over. His rage is a mixture of loss and fear that he'll never see the woman again. Bleeding through the apartment is him trying to leave a part of him behind. While leaving the knife is letting go of Hiero because if she's just left without letting him know she's gone, then in his mind she wants nothing to do with him. 

We can play on the idea she knows about June and the baby or just that she left because she's an assassin and was never meant to stay long. Either way, it's just an angsty little drabble piece.

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...I'm writing more Begbie x Hiero stuff and I'm not hiding that 'he might be gay/bisexual' bits because I'm gonna be honest. I have my opinions on the matter but I don't know 100% everything I need to know.

I just know that if Ives can get paired up with a woman, than so can Franco.

Ives and Begbie are like the opposite sides of a coin. Both are extremely violent characters, homosexual tendencies but no direct view of them having been with a guy. {Ives flirted with Boyd intensely and Franco confused a crossdresser for a woman.}

They are the same but different in the horror violence and almost real world violence point of views.

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I don't know who originally ran 'anyellerps' and that's on me {memory issues}, but I would like to point out we had a Begbie and Hiero roleplay that went on for a long time, and I for one miss the idea of Hiero and Begbie now. 

Today I went back and read as much as I could considering the 'anyellerp' account was deleted, and geezus, was that a trip. 

Mixed with reading 'trainspotting' off and on, I am so interested in that dynamic more. Just to let you know��@therosepetalrps or anyone else interested in that at a future point in time.

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Oh that is both terrible and amazing, I could see that. Hiero is playing the part and Danny is just trying to get what he's deserved/owed.

I think Hiero and Danny might be a fun match, but I also forsee that bastard talking himself into getting killed.

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@therosepetalrps

...well, now we know what happened to Hiero. She's off taking care of a priest!

Geezus I shouldn't be surprised, but I admit I'm surprised, though that's on me. I'm sorry you went through that; sadly, I've been there with Tumblr before. It sucks, but you did what was best for you.

With the roleplay though, I mean it's technically all there, but clearly at one point I didn't tag some posts, so it's missing parts. Still a very long read and chaotic. Those two together are like a soap opera of violence and porn, but mostly violence. 

Begphant...Hierobie!!!

But seriously, why are there not Hiero x Begbie fics!? I've seen several people mention those two, but I have seen no fic. If people can write Hiero x Ives, Hiero x Begbie should have some stuff as well!

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So the reason I made the gif set/picture set of Hiero x Begbie was partly inspired by the fact that when I was awake last night getting screencaps, I noticed that 'fool' picks up 'hiero' when they are fighting as if she's like pushing him really hard into the wall, but because you can notice this, it just looks like they are 'going at it' in the bathroom instead of fighting. 

I also was dying as I went image by image because these two never really get as close as you think when punching each other. You have to love the art of movie making at times.

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I'm shocked....shocked...well not that shocked but like no one has written Hiero x Begbie!?

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Ooc:

So I'll probably not reply to much for the next few days. I'm trying to get used to this job and it's rough. Since I don't have a stable position at the moment! Just give me time to get used to everything and I'll go back to my normal slow reply pace! Sound good? XD

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ooc;

I can not get caught up readying old rps when I need to be working out. I’m late for my routine today because I started re-reading the Hiero x Begbie RP. 

I blame @anyellerps.

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ooc;

Yep. I just about screamed. I lost the whole post I did for the hiero x begbie rp. I’m not happy.