#i mean i am sick but i'll be sicker .. if that helps

[kirby-the-gorb]

[lqcb97]

[maddy-k-reads-all-day]

When You Get Sick Version 2

Version 1:

A different puzzle this time, still the tape titled “When You Get Sick” pops out. Riley walks over to the TV and puts it in, curious what’s going to happen this time. 

“Hi friends! I’m Amanda!” Amanda beams, she is clearly healthy this time around. 

“And I’m *cough* Wooly.” Wooly says quietly. It appears that he is under the weather now.

“Uh-oh Wooly, that cough doesn’t sound good.” Amanda remarks, placing her hand on her cheek thoughtfully. 

“I’m fine Amanda… just announce the adventure okay?” 

“Alright, if you say so. Today we’re going to be-”

“ACHOO! Ah! I’m sorry, please continue.” Wooly uttered. Amanda looks at him with a mix of annoyance and worry. She waits. Wooly sneezes again. “I swear it’s just allergies, start the adventure already.” 

“Today we’re going to be taking care of Wooly!” 

“Wha-”

“It seems that Wooly got sick when he helped me get better earlier so this time it’s our turn to help him!” 

“Fine, you’re right. Maybe I am sick, but I’ll be fine. You can just go on your adventure. I'll stay here.”  

“But Wooly, that’s the theme of this adventure!” 

“Since when did you care about sticking to the script?” he snaps. Amanda looks at him with confusion. “*cough* sorry.” 

“But you took such good care of me before… and then you got sick because of it. The least I can do is make you feel better.” 

“But then you’ll just get sick again.” 

“How about this? I’ll wear a mask to protect me from the germs.” Amanda says, pulling a mask out of her pocket and putting it on. “Come on, let’s-”

“NO!” Wooly screams. The tape suddenly glitches to the surgery room for a second. Wooly starts breathing heavily, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’ll be fine on my own just… go…” 

“Wooly I… I’m s-” Was she sorry? Amanda wasn’t sure. She was starting to feel like she should be. “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have done that I…” 

“I know… I know that. I know you were dealing with a lot… I was a bad friend… I should’ve done something to help… but I didn’t want you to… I…” 

“Look Wooly, I won’t do it again so… let’s get you some rest… okay?" Amanda asks, holding out her hand. Wooly takes it and she helps him up. “You know, I think that’s the first time we ever talked about that.” She looks over at Wooly, but he doesn’t respond. He starts swaying a bit. “Wooly?”

“I’m okay just feeling a little-” his legs turn to jelly and he flops to his knees. 

“Um… how’s Wooly feeling?” Amanda asks. Riley wonders how the heck they should know but they take a guess and type in dizzy. 

“Yeah… I do feel a bit light headed.” Wooly laughs awkwardly. Amanda shakes her head. She kneels down and looks at Wooly. “What are you doing?”

“Piggy back. Get on.” she says. Wooly climbs on her back and they head upstairs to Wooly’s room. 

“It’s not safe… to piggyback on the stairs…” Wooly mumbles in a drowsy voice. 

“Oh, be quiet.” Amanda sighs. 

They arrive in his room. “Alright where should Wooly rest?” Amanda questions. Riley, just to see what would happen clicks on the rug. “Very funny.” They click on the chair. Amanda rolls her eyes. “Hurry up, he’s heavy.” Riley finally clicks on the bed. Amanda lays him down. Just to find he already fell asleep. “Oh.” She says, and tucks him in. “Alright, first we should check his temperature right? I mean… he’s clearly sick but…” 

Suddenly the tape glitches to the kitchen. The thermometer sits on the counter, but Amanda doesn’t notice. She takes the step stool and looks in the cupboard. “Oh… Wooly put it back somewhere else. Do you know where it is?” Amanda asks us. Riley clicks on the thermometer. “There we go… not that I think it will do much…” 

The tape promptly glitches back to Wooly’s room. Amanda checks his temperature. The thermometer turns even more red than before. “Oh no… he’s sicker than I was…” Amanda looks at the floor sadly. “Stupid Wooly. He didn’t have to help… What was it he did again?”  she asks us. We type in soup. “That’s right! When I was sick my --- would make it for me. But… I don’t know how to make that.” She turns to Wooly and shakes him a little. “Wooly…” 

“Mmm?” 

“How do you make chicken soup?” 

“The mommy chicken doesn’t eat her babies… she gives them to the farmer… they eat the babies…” Wooly mumbles. Amanda realizes that he’s still asleep. 

“I guess I could make some toast… and I think we still have some ginger ale.” the tape glitches to Amanda in the kitchen, placing the bread into the toaster. “Alright… I guess we got the toast. Should I put some jam on it?” Riley types in yes. “Okay. We’ve got apple or peach. What do you think Wooly would like?”  Riley clicks on the apple. “Wooly’s allergic to apples. I don’t think it’d be very good to give him that now.” So Riley clicks on peach. “Yeah, that’s his favorite, it’s sure to cheer him up. While we wait for the toast, let’s get the ginger ale!” She opens the fridge. “Oh no… there’s no more left. What should I give Wooly instead?” Riley clicks on the milk. “Wooly said it’s not good to drink that on an upset stomach. I don’t know how he’s feeling right now…” Riley clicks on the peach juice. “Yeah… I think juice will be okay. Ah! The toast is done. Let’s spread the jam and bring it to Woo-ly ly ly ly.” The tape glitches back to the bedroom. 

“Oh, hi Amanda.” 

“Wooly! You’re awake! Are you feeling better?” 

“A little bit, yeah.” 

“Want something to eat?” 

“Uh… I’m actually not hungry at the moment. Honestly I might go back to sleep…” Wooly notices that Amanda made toast. “But I’ll eat it later when I wake up!” 

“It’s fine. I should’ve asked first.” Amanda laughs, placing the plate and drink down on the chair. “What else did you do when I was sick… I know! I’ll get you a wet face cloth!”

“Wait!” Wooly calls out, grabbing Amanda’s sleeve. “Do you think… you could stay here… for a bit? Till I fall asleep again? I keep having these weird dreams…” 

“Oh… sure Wooly. I guess I could do that.” Amanda replies. Sitting down on the bedside. She tries to remember what her dad would do… but her mind becomes blank. It’s still a bit fuzzy. “Heh heh… I’m not as good at this as you are, huh?” 

“I’m sorry… I just didn’t want you to leave…” Wooly mumbles.

“That’s okay…” 

“But you probably will anyway.” 

“Well, I’ll come right back once I get the face cloth.” 

“No, one day… you’re gonna leave and go into the real world.” Wooly whispers, “And I’ll be here… all alone… I guess I probably deserve that.”

“What do you mean?” 

“I thought I was being good… but I must’ve done something wrong… that’s why they left me all alone…”

“Wooly…” these words hurt Amanda’s heart. She knew the feeling. 

“I keep having these weird dreams…” Wooly mutters to himself. 

“I… I’m probably never going to get out of here.” Amanda whimpers, burying her head into her arms and legs.

“No… you will. I’m sure of it.” 

“Why?” 

“Because you’re you.” 

“Wooly that-” she was going to tell him that that didn’t make any sense, “If I do escape, you can come with me.” 

“Where would we even go?” he asks, Amanda thinks for a bit. She remembers that when she was feeling bad, her dad would always tell her stories… happy stories. 

“We’ll find our parents.” She whispers. 

“But I don’t think I even have parents…” Wooly mutters.

“Then when we find my dad you can live with us. Then we’ll get far far away from Hameln and live happily ever after.” Amanda explains. 

“I like that story…” Wooly smiles, his voice drifting off. 

“Me too…” Amanda sighs, she turns to Wooly who has fallen back asleep. “But that’s all it will ever be… a story.” static fills the tape again, but Amanda quickly snaps out of it. She feels Wooly’s forehead. “Seems to be going down? I think? Let’s get him that cold face cloth just in case.” 

The tape glitches into the bathroom. “Which face cloth should we use?” Amanda asks. Riley picks the lavender one. “Alright. That works. Should we use the cold or hot water?” Riley clicks the cold. “Yep that’s right.” Amanda runs the face cloth under cold water for a bit. “You know, I used to think Wooly was evil… and working with… you know… but I’m starting to think he might not be so bad. If I ever find a way out of here… maybe I will take him with me…” 

The tape glitches back into Wooly’s bedroom and Amanda places the cold face cloth on his head. 

“Who are you?” Amanda asks. Obviously, Wooly doesn’t answer, since he’s asleep. “Do you even know?” The tape glitches back to them being outside. 

“Hi friends! I’m Amanda!” 

“And I’m… Wooly!” Wooly beams. 

“Feeling all better now Wooly?”

“Thanks to you, yeah!” Wooly laughs sheepishly. 

“Now we can go on our adventure!” 

The tape ends, and the credits roll. This time Riley notices something in the credits. 

CAST

AMANDA

Rebecca Colton

WOOLY

William Scott

Wooly’s name. Riley finally found Wooly’s name.

(Wooly's in-fic universe name was chosen by reader suggestions! Thanks to everyone who suggested names for Wooly!)

[cryptidcircuswrites]

THINGS LEFT UNSAID (I'D RATHER TALK TO YOU)

!- sick fic, self insert, mutual pining, profanity (as usual), tics

AO3

How in the hell did I get this sick? He coughed, shivering feverishly under the blankets. A pale shaky hand snaked toward the nightstand, gripping his water bottle.

Empty.

I should get up and refill it.

But he hurt, and he was exhausted, and it was so cold.

Maybe in a few minutes...

A knock startled him awake. He didn't have time to answer before it opened. He struggled to lift his head to greet the intruder.

"You dying on me, Rogers?"

Toby smiled weakly as Sydney spoke. "Hey, Mossgroes," he murmured as he struggled to sit up. "N-no, not yet-yet. Kinda feels like-like I am." You're as close to heaven as I'll ever see.

"Well, I'm here to end your misery," Sydney says with a flourish of his cane.

"What penis! Guh, I me-mean in what way?"

"Who knows, drink this." A bottle of cough syrup is thrust into Toby's vision. "Maybe it's medicine, maybe it's poison!"

Toby let out a weak laugh that turned into a coughing fit. He gratefully accepted the medicine as Sydney swapped out his water bottle. You really are an angel. "How long is your cock until I die from poisoning?"

"Who knows. Rest up, I can't have you keeling over on me. Nobody else in this shithole to talk to anymore." I love you.

"What, you and Sorrow beefing ag-a gun! again?" Toby's neck jerked hard to the left.

Sydney's jerked in turn, though less violently. "Nah, they're just gone again." Another neck twitch, this one harder. "Something about unfinished business? No idea when they get back."

"I bet you're b-bored, huh? Noth-nothing for you to do-do but twiddle your penis thumbs and twirl your cane-cane?" I hope I don't get you sicker, you don't use the cane unless it really hurts. He coughed again, neck twitching hard to the left. "Eugh.. I feel like shit-shit-shit-shit-fuck-pussy-cunt-ass," he repeats several more swears as the sudden attack goes on.

Sydney ignores it, despite the tics triggering his own. He leaned harder on the cane as a particularly hard jerk caused him to slightly lose balance. "I gotta stop hanging out with you, man," Sydney grumbled. I can't stand to be away for too long.

"Cuz you lo-loooove me. That's why your tics flare around me, we're soul-soulmates or something." Toby's face contorted in a grimace.

"Just lay down, Rogers. You need rest," Sydney dropped the grandiose persona for just a moment before it returned. "Plus if I'm gonna kick your ass at Mario Kart later you have to be alive, you know? I'm sick of talking to the ghosts, it's exhausting." I'd rather talk to you.

Toby took a sip from the water bottle as Sydney complained about the ghosts. "Your dad b-bothering you ag- a gun! again?"

Sydney groaned, flopping back across the foot of Toby's bed dramatically. "Always. I can't even walk into my room without him bothering me, and I have no idea what he wants! No matter how many times I ask it's unclear. But such is the life of a necromancer," he sighed dramatically yet again.

Toby couldn't help but giggle at his friend as he spoke. Sydney knows Toby sleeps easier when he feels like he isn't alone, so he bitched about ghosts and deities and the other unfortunate servants of the Operator until he was certain Toby was asleep.

"Sleep well, Rogers," he whispered as Toby snored, the familiar clack of Sydney's cane receding down the hall. I love you.

[homosociallyyours]

This is a post for one of my best friends who's been going through a lot for the past few years. I'll go into more details below, but here's the heart of the matter: My friend has a serious auto-immune condition resulting from the long term after effects of cancer treatments (worsened now by the addition of long COVID to her long list of diagnoses). Over the past few years, she's gotten sicker and sicker and has been forced to change her diet from a vegetarian anti-cancer diet (she's a breast cancer survivor, and fought HARD for her health) to one that's become more and more limited as her body becomes allergic to every food one by one. She's now reached a point where one of the last 2 foods that she was able to eat safely, chicken, is causing an allergic reaction; she has to eat it anyway to survive, so is now very sick all the time.

What can you do?

One of the last hopes that she has to turn things around is something called a fecal microbiome transplant, which has worked miracles for other people with similar issues, but cannot currently be accessed through medical channels in the US for any but one (unrelated) condition. It's really easy to do as a DIY treatment though, it's just hard to find a donor: so we are putting it out there to see if one of you might be able and willing to be that person, or know someone who could do it.

Here is what she has to say about the ask:

Finding the right person to do this is difficult, but actually doing the helping is extremely easy and quick if someone was that person! If you live in the continental US and are fortunate enough to have both physical and mental good health (or know someone or have a child who fit the criteria) and are willing, you might be able to change my life! Please consider clicking through to read more and maybe even come aboard...  (For clarity: this isn't a medical procedure or anything, it is literally just donating poop, there are a few specifics but it is very much from the comfort of your home on your own time.)

You can click here to fill out a google form to see if you might be able to be a donor. The questionaire is detailed: fecal transplant is a bizarre and magical thing in which the patient sometimes can even end up acquiring personal preferences from the donor- the gut microbiome (sometimes called the second brain) is incredible! But this means that any illness, chronic issues, or risk factors you carry may also be transferred to the recipient so while it may feel invasive, getting detailed info in very necessary; I am just too sick already to take on any more problems.

A note- yes, it is possible to buy screened and processed treatments even in the US: unfortunately the cost (~$2k per round of treatment) is way outside my reach, particularly given that it isn't really any better than just getting poop directly from a good candidate (proven via studies), and that often it takes trying a couple donors/ rounds to find a match that gets results. If anyone wants to just buy me that stuff, I sure wouldn't say no to that, but given the severity of my situation (medical and financial; I cannot work due to disability) it is likely I will need to do medical fundraising at some point and I am trying to save that for an even worse point. Also if you have that kind of money to help out honestly it would be better spent on specialists or my astronomical food costs. I will cover all costs associated with this process if I find someone though, of course!

Thank you for reading/boosting/etc, please consider sending the link to possible healthy friends or family who might be a fit, or consider whether you have a child fitting the bill you might be willing to enlist- young microbiomes are the best ones, as children's systems have had less time to be ravaged by the effects of the modern world or the simple deterioration of age.

[jurassicsickfics]

Story Request Ideas

As all my followers know, I'm always open and happy to recieve fic requests in asks. So I decided it might be fun to make a list of some prompts to choose from. Of course, you can ask about a custom prompt if you already had something in mind but you can choose from this as well if anything rings your bell! Enjoy! And I look forward to writing your ideas!

I've made all the points different to make your requests easier and quicker to phrase for you! Example:

2, B, and 🤢 with Caretaker: [Name] and Sickie: [Name]

Dialog prompts (Sickie):

1: "Hold my hair back...please..."

2: "I really don't feel good..."

3: "Please help me..."

4: "Ugh...help! I can't get it up!"

5: "I need a belly rub..."

6: "Look away...I'm gonna puke..."

7: "I don't mean to sound pathetic, but, please hold me..."

8: "Ow! It hurts so bad...*cries*"

9: "I'm so scared I might puke..."

10: "I am NOT crying!" *is obviously crying*

11: "I need a tissue right now or I'm gonna blow my nose on your shirt!"

12: "What?! No! I can't lose my voice!"

Dialog Prompts (Caretaker):

A: "Yuck, that's gross...you better be glad I love you."

B: "Oh sweetheart, come here. "

C: "You're not gonna throw up, are you?"

D: "You're gonna be ok. I'll make sure of that."

E: "Bless you, baby..."

F: "I told you not to eat/drink that..."

G: "Did you just gag?"

H: "Maybe you better go to the bathroom, huh?"

I: "Ok ok...let's get you home."

J: "I swear, I'm not mad. Why would I be mad over something you can't help?"

K: "Don't worry about it. I can wash it."

L: "I thought you were supposed to be tough, hm? What happened?"

Situation Prompts:

🤢: Sickie turning green and caretaker immediately offering their hands for them to puke into

🥵: cuddling in a cool shower/bath to lower sickie's fever

🤮: Sickie puking down caretaker's back while hugging/cuddling, and because they can't see it, it takes caretaker a few seconds to realize that that burp, was NOT just a burp

😭: Sickie getting super emotional and crying over every little thing

🤧: Sickie blowing their nose into caretaker's shirt

😰: Sickie with a nervous stomach

🤕: Sickie puking from pain

🫣: Squeamish caretaker trying desperately not to act grossed out

💔: Broken hearted sickie getting sick or sicker from emotional pain

🥹: Caretaker secretly finding sickie super cute when they're like this

🥶: Sickie having terrible fever chills and caretaker trying desperately to warm them up

😣: Sickie deciding or being forced to go to school/work anyway, and since caretaker is a coworker/classmate, they help them throughout the day

And last but not least, characters I write for!

All Jurassic Park or Jurassic World characters and the following Halloween characters: Laurie Strode, Annie Brackett, Lynda Van Der Klok, Allyson Nelson, Karen Nelson, Judith Myers, Molly Cartwell, John Tate, Will Brennan, Bob Simms, and Paul Freedman.

Have fun with this, ya'll!

[growandrecover]

I'm scared to recover because it kind of feels like who i am now, and I'm really scared of gaining weight because I'm already considered a healthy weight. Since i was about age 4, i was considered "unhealthy" by the bmi chart. And I'm so scared to get back to that. The mean comments get to me so much, and things online about foods being unhealthy and my unrestricted body being bad or unhealthy too. Do you have any advice or tips? I'm also autistic and I don't get hunger cues. Professional eating disorder treatments haven't helped me, and I want to be able to make my own choices (they never seem to understand my autism and say it's the ed when it's not.) , so if i tried recovery, it would be at home with my family.

Hey, Anon ❤️

I totally understand the feeling of your ed feeling like your personality; I felt the same way. But let me tell you, it doesn't matter how long you've have this eating disorder, it's not who you are. You weren't born with it, you do have a life and personality outside of it. It's really hard to get past that, I know. But when I was a few months, possibly closer to a year in recovery, I felt like a part of me I hadn't seen in years came back.

I wish someone would have said this to me, so I'll say it to you: numbers are not your life. Your weight is not your life. You deserve to feel like yourself again, even if you can't remember what that's like.

It doesn't matter which ed you have, it's a disorder. Nothing more. I had to think about it like this: Would you tell someone with depression that their depression is who they are? How about schizophrenia or ocd? Probably not, right? When it all boils down, you're someone suffering with an ed, it's not who you are, it's never been who you are. I used to want to be sicker to prove myself, but people who aren't sick don't want to get sicker.

Gaining weight is terrifying. I remember feeling like I'd be a failure if I gained weight, but that weight will give you your life back. You said things about food online and the bmi chart get to you, and they get to me too, I don't know how they couldn't, but all of that stuff is coming from the part of society that praises thinness and disordered eating habits. The bmi chart is useless. I know doctors use it, but it doesn't take into account your muscle vs. fat in regards of weight. Professional wrestlers would have a high bmi, even though the majority of them are shredded. It was also created by white people without taking other races into consideration. Even if you're white, it's still not a measure of your health.

Foods are not inherently bad. It is SO much better for you to eat something deemed "unhealthy" by society than to go without food at all. Say you wanted a piece of cake, something people fear (but also love). In that piece of cake, you're getting fat, sugar, carbs, and salt, all things your body needs to function. Food has no moral value. People have assigned it that value, but it doesn't come that way. It takes a while to see it like that, and I know it's difficult since it's been engrained in our heads since we were old enough to understand what it meant. But eating foods deemed "unhealthy" or "junk foods" is not bad. A major step in recovery is learning to eat foods from all groups. If you can start trying to look at food as only nourishment for you body, that might be able to help. (You can try to cancel out the negative thoughts by saying something like, "This ______ isn't bad. I'm eating, that's all that matters.")

Since you mentioned gaining weight, I'm assuming you have a restrictive ed. Unfortunately for everyone starting recovery, weight (loss or gain- depending on the ed) changes will happen. When I started gaining weight in recovery, I was horrified. And honestly, I relapsed a lot when I first started because I thought I couldn't handle the change in my weight. But now I'm able to see my weight gain as a proof that I won the battle against my ed. Some things that helped me get there were journaling, especially reading stuff I wrote when I was at my lowest (it helped remind me that I didn't ever want to go back), taking into consideration what my body can now do, what I can do now that my entire life doesn't revolve around numbers, and honestly? The biggest thing that helped was realizing that I was not happy with my body at my thinnest. Before my ed, I thought if I lost weight I'd be pleased with the way I looked, but I wasn't. I had to get it through my head that I'd never be happy with my body if I was always chasing a different one. Now that's definitely easier said than done, but if you can at least try to start thinking about how you thought about your body at all stages- before, during, and now- it might help you. I'd recommend looking at body positive content because seeing people celebrate their bodies (at first it just made me mad, but after a while) made me want to celebrate mine, too.

You also mentioned that you don't get hunger cues. I don't know if you've tried this (since you've been in treatment facilities before, there's probably a high chance you have), but I would recommend setting a schedule for yourself and sticking to it. This is something my therapist tells me to do (to this day) when I'm struggling. Since you don't have hunger cues, your body could be needing food and you wouldn't know, so having a set time to eat all 3 of your meals and snacks (if you can) will make sure you're bing properly nourished.

I really hope this helped! If there were some things I didn't touch on that you wanted me to, or if you didn't get exactly what you wanted from me, let me know and I'll try again! :) Best of luck to you, anon. You can do it ♡

[punkscowardschampions]

Bea & Fraze

Bea: Where have you gone? Fraze: Don't Bea: I want to know Bea: I give a shit Fraze: Tell me you were as in the dark as I am, that's what I wanna know Bea: No Fraze: There's fuck all else to say then Bea: Come on, you don't understand Bea: If I'd ever have known that he'd show up like that, like she would Fraze: Nah, I don't understand Fraze: Least of all why you'd let me go in blind, I'd never do that to you Bea: As if I knew they would come and do that Fraze: You knew what they were doing though Bea: I tried not to think about it but yeah Bea: and there was no point saying it to any of you because she never wanted to see any of you and Joe was carrying on coming and doing his part Fraze: Like I said, fuck you, I've got nothing else worth saying to you Bea: Really Fraze: If you want a pat on the back for stabbing me in mine, you'll be waiting longer than we've both got Bea: You're not being fair Bea: He was sick before he left Bea: he kept coming back sicker, and that's my responsibility to force the conversation none of you want to have? Fraze: I'm not being fair, you knew he was with her and you didn't say a goddamn word about it Fraze: No fucking wonder he kept coming back sicker Bea: So you could do what, exactly? Bea: It's disgusting but you're aware that you can't stop him Bea: talk him out of it, like he's not thought it through Bea: as far as I was concerned he'd do what he had to and she'd stay away, it's that simple Fraze: That's between me and him, what's between me and you is a secret that you decided to keep from me Fraze: Enjoy your easy life off the back of that, did you? Bea: Pardon me for not wanting to be the one to push the button Bea: it was for your benefit, all of you Bea: that should be fucking apparent Fraze: It's apparent that it was for your own fucking benefit Fraze: I'm not thick, I know why you had the inside scoop in the first place Bea: Like I've hidden that I'm friends with Bronson, and that he's friends with her, and I met them through staying with Joe? Bea: the dots were connected, it's not a fucking conspiracy Fraze: Like you've not hidden what you get up to when you're with any of 'em Fraze: That there's a conversation that you don't wanna have Bea: You want to check my arms for track marks, yeah? Fraze: I don't want or need to Fraze: It ain't likely to be your drug of choice Bea: And you've never touched any Bea: Jesus Christ Fraze: Yeah, go on, turn it back around Bea: What's your point, then? Bea: What do you think you're saying here? Fraze: I'm saying I can't fucking trust you so what's the fucking point? Bea: Then don't Fraze: You're meant to be on my side Bea: Because I'm on theirs Bea: because anyone could be Fraze: The only person you protected is him Fraze: So yeah Bea: From what? Bea: He wanted this Bea: it was for you lot but I'm not going to repeat myself Bea: if you don't believe me then there is no point Fraze: Cheers, we're all proper feeling the benefit of that, like Fraze: Jesus Bea: You're welcome Bea: it could've happened three years ago Fraze: You could've told me then Fraze: A single word of warning isn't fuck all to ask, it shouldn't be Bea: Oh right, you put that into a single word Bea: casual text Fraze: You know what I mean Fraze: It didn't have to go like that, in front of a pub full of regulars Fraze: My little brother Bea: I'm fully fucking aware Bea: what you don't seem to be getting is I had no power to stop them if that was their plan, which it clearly was Fraze: We could've had 3 fucking years to make our own plan before this Bea: It's not fucking about you Bea: tell me Tess would have done anything different Bea: ambush her before she could come here Fraze: I'll never know what she'd have done 'cause she didn't have the option Bea: Piss off Bea: I know, and so do you Fraze: I know it couldn't have gone any fucking worse than that Bea: No shit Bea: no one is disputing that, I'm disputing you putting blame on me like I organised it Fraze: Why didn't you tell me? Fraze: For Christ's sake Bea: I've told you why Bea: if this didn't have to happen, it weren't going to Fraze: And you're alright with that, yeah? Lying to me for fucking ever Bea: If it needs to be done Bea: of course Fraze: Well I ain't Fraze: If I don't have you, I don't have anything Bea: You're the one pushing me away right now Fraze: You did it first Fraze: Don't act like it was my choice Bea: We agreed Fraze: Nah, I gave you what you wanted Bea: You got your best offer here, it made no sense to go to Cambridge Fraze: I ain't gonna repeat myself either Bea: Well exactly, how many times can we have this conversation Fraze: I'm done talking Fraze: Forget it Bea: You're being immature Fraze: And you're being cold Fraze: So what? Bea: The last thing your parents need is you doing something stupid right now Fraze: At least I'd give 'em a problem they can solve Fraze: Mop up the blood, get the first aid kit out Bea: For God's sake Bea: you're needed here Fraze: Not like this, I ain't Bea: You need to sort yourself out Fraze: That's well rich coming from you, babe Fraze: But cheers Bea: Yeah, go on, turn it back around Bea: I'm here doing cleanup Bea: where the hell are you? Fraze: Fuck off back to Cambs then Fraze: I'll still be here when you do Bea: I don't get to be part of this family 'cos I'm not here full-time? Bea: Alright, if that makes you feel better about what you aren't doing right now Fraze: Any cunt can sweep up some glass, in a week when my ma still needs picking up off the fucking floor that'll be my da and me Fraze: So don't fucking start Bea: So you get a break today Bea: everyone else is doing something Bea: grow the fuck up Fraze: Yeah, this is a right holiday I'm having Fraze: I told you, I'm no use like this Fraze: Give me a fucking second Bea: No one else has had one, and I'm not going to sit here and have you talk down to me like you're so high and mighty when you're acting like this Fraze: Like what? Like everything's fucked yet again Fraze: No break is right Bea: This isn't productive Bea: you aren't fixing anything, just focusing on what you can't Fraze: There's no fixing this Fraze: And I don't know how to be productive right now, look down on me for it all you like Bea: Why would I? Bea: I'm not going to mope Fraze: I'm not sad, I'm angry Bea: Yeah Bea: so use it Fraze: How? Bea: If you aren't going to come here and clean up, then think what else your mum actually needs right now Bea: Ali and Carly have Rocky Fraze: Alright Bea: okay then Bea: I'm going to tell Ro Fraze: Have fun with that, like Fraze: Where the fuck was she anyway? Bea: At home, assumedly Bea: she has nothing else to be doing Fraze: Do you want me to do it? Bea: Do you want to? Fraze: I'll do it so you don't have to Bea: You haven't had enough of cold bitches for one day Fraze: Obviously not Bea: Your choice Fraze: Yeah Bea: Bye then Fraze: Your choice Bea: So you keep claiming Fraze: 'Cause it is Fraze: And it's the least I can offer you Bea: It's a convenient way for you to take no responsibility for the choices you made Fraze: There's fuck all convenient about it Bea: Then you shouldn't have done it Fraze: Not being smart enough for Cambridge wasn't a choice Fraze: But you're right, I shouldn't have let you leave without me Bea: It's done now Fraze: Then I'll undo it Bea: How? Fraze: By going with you this time Bea: You can't, you've got to finish Fraze: I don't care, you know I don't Bea: You're halfway, it would be a waste Fraze: It already has been, you just said I shouldn't have done it Bea: I'm not going to go from being blamed that you stayed to being blamed that you left, didn't finish Bea: it isn't fair Fraze: Come on Fraze: I can take responsibility for that much Fraze: Even if you reckon I am immature enough to be spoken to like my kid brother Bea: This isn't a plan, this is what we were avoiding in the first place Bea: what would you do Fraze: Not yet, but it can be Fraze: Red mist can't blind me indefinitely and then I'll make a proper plan Bea: It makes sense, that you don't want to be here anymore Bea: but I can't be the backup plan Fraze: Don't Fraze: You know that's not why Bea: I know today has been an emotional day Bea: and you're right, you're in no position to be making any sort of decision this big Fraze: Yeah it's reminded me that everything can get fucked over in a second, but that ain't nothing I didn't already know Bea: We're fine, aren't we? Fraze: Are we? Fraze: You didn't look fine to me Fraze: And that ain't even close to how I feel Bea: I'm just tired Bea: really tired Fraze: I know, babe Bea: I can't focus on much more Bea: there's no space or time for it Fraze: I'll come back, after I've had a word to your sister Bea: watch her struggle to pretend to give a shit Fraze: Listen to me, I know we're never safe and you can't save anyone but I'll throw my body in the way of yours every single time to minimise the damage Fraze: I love you and I won't ever stop loving you whatever else happens Fraze: That's my decision and I made it ages ago Bea: I miss you so much I hate it Fraze: I'm gonna fix that Fraze: You have to go back but it won't be without me, even though I can't actually come yet Fraze: We're not doing this bullshit any more Bea: I don't know if I know how to stop Fraze: I can stop you Bea: you think I'm a mess now Fraze: I think we need each other Bea: I'm sorry Fraze: I'm sorrier Bea: you don't need to be Fraze: Yeah I do Fraze: For loads of shit I've said and done going back further than just today Fraze: I don't blame you and I'm not angry at you Fraze: It's my own fucking fault Bea: It's his Fraze: I turned my back on him, years before any of this Fraze: He needed me and I didn't do shit for him Bea: That's bullshit Bea: it's not as if he couldn't have come to any of us and got help, at any time Bea: it's like my sister, he doesn't want it Bea: alright, it's a sickness and it's not his fault, but that doesn't make it everyone else's by default Fraze: The fact is though, he would never have come to me Fraze: That's my fault Bea: a relationship is down to both people Bea: you both stopped trying Fraze: I did first Bea: You were a kid Fraze: So was he, age wise there's fuck all in it Bea: exactly, you should both grow up Bea: you didn't show up today and do, that Fraze: We both know I could Fraze: I've got it in me Bea: Well, we're not related so Fraze: You know what I mean Fraze: I saw so much of myself in her Bea: You can see yourself in anyone if you look for it Fraze: Yeah Bea: you lean towards unfavourable comparisons because it feeds into your confirmation bias Bea: there's as much of you in Ali or Tommy or Rocky but that doesn't feed into what you think about yourself Fraze: You've got your own bias about me, babe Bea: You come from 50% of the same DNA, that's all Fraze: Tell me about her Bea: What's to say Bea: that wasn't screamed Fraze: I don't know Bea: I don't know what you want me to say Fraze: Me either Bea: There's no redemption arc or tragic backstory that makes that go away Fraze: 'Course not Bea: they're junkies and they're fucked up Fraze: Obviously Bea: Hoping for anything more from her is pointless Bea: it'll never be more than that Bea: I told your mum Fraze: Yeah Bea: be best if you all do your best to forget about her Fraze: Easier said than done for the rest of 'em but I already have Bea: They'll survive Fraze: Always do Bea: Exactly Fraze: I want more than that Bea: I know Bea: me too Fraze: Marry me, we can do it right Bea: We don't need to get married to do that Fraze: If it doesn't matter then there's nothing stopping you from saying yes Bea: Um there's plenty Fraze: Name one Bea: Okay, I told you I have no time or space left in my brain, how do you think a wedding is just going to happen Fraze: I ain't even stolen you a ring yet like I promised, calm down Bea: Then name one reason we need to be engaged right now Fraze: Say that you will when the time's right Bea: You know I love you, idiot Fraze: So say it Bea: Come back and I might Fraze: You know I'll hold you to that maybe, Red Bea: Never hold up on any official paperwork Fraze: I'll take what I can get Bea: 😏 Fraze: I didn't get a chance to say I've missed you before everything kicked off Bea: Yeah, struggling to remember anything before now so Bea: let you off, like Fraze: I'll help you remember if we ever get to the after Bea: Yeah? Fraze: Yeah Bea: We don't have to wait for everything to be perfect do we Bea: because you look really good Fraze: You're perfect now and I'm sick of waiting Bea: Fraze Fraze: Bea Bea: we can fix this Fraze: I can fix us, that's all I've got space in my head for right now Bea: I won't lose you Fraze: I'd rather die Bea: Don't Fraze: Don't let me Bea: Can we be alone for five minutes Bea: I know it's selfish and against everything I said but Fraze: You've earned a smoke break by now Fraze: Even Saints have got their vices Bea: Hardly Fraze: Well I have, talking to your fucking sister Fraze: And I've earned some decent company Bea: You seriously didn't need to prove yourself that hard Fraze: It wasn't about me Bea: Still Bea: she's only gotten worse since I left Fraze: I know, we're still technically under the same roof Bea: Ali needs to be single again, give her some attention Fraze: That ain't happening Bea: it has been forever, as far as her record goes Fraze: They put me off my food as well, to be fair Bea: you're terrible Fraze: Yeah, we covered that ground earlier on, like Bea: Shh Bea: I was trying to help Fraze: You did Fraze: I only ain't gonna admit it when my pride's all I've got Bea: I know Bea: that was rough Bea: at least Ali has never cared what people say and Tommy doesn't go here 'cos school will be rough Bea: rougher Fraze: Your sister's never had an easy go of that Bea: I don't doubt she'll distance herself more than she does as is Fraze: The fact that she didn't show up today proves she don't wanna be part of things regardless Bea: Nothing we didn't already know either Fraze: Exactly Fraze: It's the kid we've gotta watch, he barely fucking knows Joe anyway Bea: I need to try harder Bea: or it's the same story, I only went a year after, like Fraze: You come back Bea: Yeah, I know Fraze: He's such a cunt, we said it'd be different for them Fraze: He said it Bea: No doubt he meant it at the time Fraze: It ain't enough meaning it when he said it to me Fraze: Not now he's the scary fucker at the door Bea: I don't know how he does it Bea: keeps going to uni, and stuff Fraze: His OCD prescription weren't lemon sherbets, like Fraze: But I don't know Bea: I've not seen him like that level though Bea: Seriously Bea: I know he avoids me when they've really been on one but that wasn't what it's like when I see her on it or anyone else Fraze: Maybe he'll drop out of uni now, beat me to the punch and soften the blow at the same time Fraze: Christ knows what they were on or can get around here Bea: There are universities in Cambridge that aren't Cambridge, you know Bea: if you're serious Fraze: I don't think uni is for me Bea: No? Fraze: It feels like a waste of time Fraze: At risk of repeating myself 'cause I reckon we've had this conversation before Bea: Yeah Bea: well, it isn't the only option Bea: or the end of the world, in the grand scheme of things Bea: at least yours was free Bea: no debt Fraze: Can we talk about when it feels less like the world was trying to end itself Bea: Of course Fraze: I need a clearer head than this to figure all that shit out Bea: That's fair Fraze: I am serious though Bea: this year? Fraze: Soon as I have a backup plan, 'cause you're not it Bea: Alright, if it is this year, my housemates shouldn't mind Bea: they're alright Fraze: It will be, I've been doing loads of thinking for ages, but I need to turn that into something solid Bea: Tell me about it some more when the world isn't ending, yeah Fraze: 'Course Fraze: For now you get your 5 minutes, yeah? Bea: What took you so long? Fraze: I was thinking about what would happen if we made it 10 Bea: I can help you remember Fraze: Sounds like a plan

[ghostbustermelanieking]

20) things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear /// for @thattimetheykissed

She seems tired at the end of the day, drawn face and circles around her eyes, fatigue tugging at her body. Mulder offers to go and pick up some food. “Something light on your stomach,” he promises. She tries to smile before shutting the door to her hotel room.

(He feels the murky guilt building inside of him for dragging her on another out-of-town case. The same guilt that returns every time he sees her nose bleed or her vomiting over the sink. The this is your fault, she's dying because of you feeling.)

Mulder drives into town and picks Scully up some soup, as well as a sandwich for himself. When he gets back to the hotel, he heads straight for Scully's hotel room. He stops straight in his tracks, however, when he hears Scully’s voice through the door. She is talking to her mom, reassuring her that she is fine. He sags against the wall outside, not wanting to disturb her.

“No, Mom, I'm fine,” Scully is saying, sounding exhausted. “I promise. I'm not overexerting myself, it's mostly autopsies.”

It's a lie; he's tried to keep her from going into the field but she insists that he shouldn't be without backup.

Scully sighs on the other side of the door. “Mom, Mulder's not… overworking me. It's my decision. It's not his fault.”

Something thunks inside him like a stone. Scully’s mom thinks he's making her sicker?

“No, it's not…” She sighs again. “He's sweet. He's trying. He just doesn't… I wish I could figure out how to tell him I don't want him here.”

Her soup tumbles from his hands and spills across the pavement. His fingers are numb, head spinning. “Mom, I've got to go,” Scully says on the other end, voice changed to sound nauseous. Footsteps echo across the floor, a door slamming open and a retching sound immediately following. Mulder is embarrassed enough to want to walk away, but his conscious takes over, not wanting to leave her sick and crumpled on the door. Despite the guilt rushing through him like nausea.

He taps on the door - “Scully?” - before using his key to get in. She's bent over the open toilet, face ghost-white. “You okay?” he asks softly, grabbing a little plastic cup from the top of the mini fridge and filling it with cool tap water. She sips slowly from it, distasteful look on her face. They've done this enough that they have a routine. He looks carefully for any signs of repulsion or irritation on her part as he helps her up and leads her to the bed. Nothing, aside from a quiet “I'm okay” as she settles under the comforter. He unconsciously smooths hair back from her sweaty forehead before remembering.

“I, uh. There was an accident with your soup,” he says. “I'll go get you some more.”

She shakes her head. “That's okay, I'm not really hungry.”

“Scully, you need to eat.”

“I'll call in something from room service.” Scully reaches for the remote on the nightstand. “I think there's some old movies on tonight,” she says, in reference to what he's been doing on recent nights - staying in her hotel room and watching movies.

“I don’t… I mean, if you don't want me to…” He can't bring himself to confront her about it. She is dying, so what does it possibly matter whether she wants him around her or not? “You have an out, Scully,” he says finally. “If you want it. I don't have to stay.”

She blinks slowly at him, confused. “Mulder, what…” Realization dawns on her, at least as terrible as his. “You heard,” she says quietly.

He nods.

She closes her eyes, like it's too much. “Mulder, you weren't supposed to hear that,” she says.  “It wasn't… I didn't mean it like that, Mulder.”

He bites his lip hard enough to draw blood. “Am I hovering too much? I can take a step back, Scully, it's just that I worry…”

“No, it's not that,” Scully says fiercely. She grabs his hand and tugs him closer to the bed. “I worry about you. About what’s going to happen to you after I die.”

He flinches automatically at the hated word, jaw clenching, squeezing her fingers. She squeezes back in some small attempt at comfort. “It's not you, Mulder.  I just… Skinner and Mom and Missy told me what it was like, when I was missing. How you were. And I don't want to break you, Mulder.” She pulls his hand so that it's resting against her cheek.

He sits on the bed beside her. “Scully…” he says carefully. “It's not… I don't think anything could prevent me from being devastated when you're gone. Whether it's now, or fifty years from now. So I'll… I'll back off if you want me to. But I want every possible second with you, and that's whether you're… sick or not.” He is always careful never to use the word dying in reference to her; he is very meticulous. He says, “You're my best friend, Scully. I want to help you, in whatever way you need.”

Scully swallows, swiping under her eyes with the pads of her fingers before tipping her head forward to rest against his side. “Thank you,” she says thickly.

He smiles; it's petty, but the relief that she doesn't hate him is overwhelming. “Of course, Scully,” he says softly. “Of course.”

send me a things you said prompt

[punkscowardschampions]

Jimmy & Janis

Jimmy: ? Janis: didn't wanna wake you Janis: had to go get Grace Jimmy: is she alright? Janis: erm, loosely Janis: it's a whole situation you don't need to worry about but she's not about to be murdered so yeah, for our purposes Jimmy: you alright? Janis: just really Janis: I don't know Janis: yeah Jimmy: It's my turn to steal a car Jimmy: say the word, babe Janis: cheers Janis: step up from what she was working with, even if I'm not sure you'd pass a breathalyzer yet, like Jimmy: challenge accepted Janis: 👮💪 Janis: don't actually though, just so we're clear Janis: you should go back to sleep Jimmy: tell it to the 🐕 Jimmy: she's followed me all about everywhere I looked for you Jimmy: 🙄 Janis: awh Janis: I'm sorry Jimmy: Again, tell her 'cause 🏆💪 late night trampoline champ, me Janis: make it up to her, obviously Janis: if Ian wasn't 😡 enough over the kids, the kebab shit she does will send him over the edge, like Jimmy: She's alright she's had a walk to the scene of your failed crime with me Jimmy: Ian'll be 💔 as Sharon or whatever her name is Jimmy: let's call her mum Janis: damn, are YOU alright? Janis: didn't pull a shotgun did she Jimmy: I didn't pull a muscle or owt either 🥇 tah Jimmy: What kind of Romeo would I be if I'm not coming through a window or chucking shit at it, like? Jimmy: not real 💩 though, you're alright Janis: dead impressive, you Janis: and probably for the best, can they get DNA from shit? Janis: idk Jimmy: might do if I were 45 and it had 🩸 in it Janis: 😂 this is gross Jimmy: *goals Jimmy: I reckon we're proper starcrossed now, she were fuming Janis: of course, tbh Romeo was lucky she weren't just emptying her chamber pot when he was lurking Janis: oh god Janis: she always is so don't take it personal Jimmy: might've helped if 1. I could remember your name Jimmy: 2. Twix didn't near get in a 🐕 fight with hers Jimmy: 3. I never said 'same, mate' when she said she had work in a bit Janis: 🙄 Janis: well, as your luck would have it Janis: may have unintentionally started a widespread family drama so Janis: gracie, meet bus Jimmy: it ain't my fault or bad luck if your parents gave more than one of you J names and if not, easy guess who I meant Jimmy: described you and owt so Janis: sure it was so favourable Jimmy: 'course Jimmy: 😍😍😍 Janis: just made that face at her, yeah Jimmy: what kind of poet do you take me for? Jimmy: obviously prepared something on the way Janis: if you were any kind you'd tell me you dreamt it, boy Jimmy: 💔 Jimmy: Oi, I'm not reading my dream diary to you, dickhead Janis: 💔 Janis: I'll just be bored on my walk then Janis: rude Jimmy: Impossible to be bored with a kebab or how pissed Gracie must be to have agreed to that Jimmy: she'll be dreaming about them calories and waking up to 💀👑 death threats Janis: it is very tempting to DM her a mukbang but Jimmy: if you don't, I'll stop waiting here like your 💔 missus and come do it Janis: shaz suits you Jimmy: there's your warning, Jules Jimmy: and it don't end in a y so how could it possibly? Jimmy: Ian's never wrong Janis: hot Janis: x2, duh Jimmy: 😏 Janis: oh, before I forget Janis: she said sorry Jimmy: I get it, our kid drives me to drink an' all Janis: 'scuse you, I'm responsible af Janis: she's just talking a lot Janis: more than usual Jimmy: she's wasted then? Janis: don't take much Jimmy: pisshead and a lightweight 💕 Janis: oi Jimmy: tah for only twinning with your 💕🍺 Jimmy: keeping it 🥇 Janis: 😒 Jimmy: I miss you too, girl Janis: really Janis: 🤔🤔🤔 Jimmy: You don't reckon I'm 💔🎻😭? Janis: tis your default so Jimmy: Oi Janis: what Jimmy: Are you gonna stay? Jimmy: there, at yours Janis: idk Janis: might have to Jimmy: I weren't lying to your young, fit nan Jimmy: I do have a shift in a bit Janis: firstly, ew Janis: secondly, eww Jimmy: and thirdly? Janis: alright, see you later then Jimmy: No Janis: what? Jimmy: Don't just go again Janis: I didn't mean Janis: I meant I'll probably stay here then, for all the reasons Jimmy: 👌 Janis: I miss you too Jimmy: Then just Janis: I'll come back as soon as I can Janis: but probably be at the CG the way this day's going Jimmy: You gonna bring your hungover sister? Janis: why you wanna see her so bad, like Jimmy: now that she's nicked you off me, I do Janis: Babe Jimmy: What? Janis: you're just really Jimmy: 😡😡 yeah, me and your nan Janis: was going to say nice Jimmy: Piss off Jimmy: You're the one saving Grace Jimmy: I'm only here 😭😭😭 Jimmy: me and the 🐕 Janis: debatable that Janis: she's a good dog too Jimmy: You're a good girlfriend Jimmy: next time just tell me you're going Janis: I will Janis: promise Janis: you were just so 😴 Jimmy: I don't care if I'm 💀💀💀 wake me Jimmy: I thought Janis: I know Janis: in hindsight Jimmy: if you're gonna sober up enough to ever have 2nd thoughts about owt I've said, at least write it down somewhere Jimmy: save me a 💀💌 Jimmy: you know I'm basically illiterate Janis: i ain't Janis: i won't, like Jimmy: You still like me then? Janis: of course I do Janis: think drunk grace spits so much truth I'm reconsidering, like Jimmy: Being in love with Mia is enough to put anyone off, to be fair Jimmy: even my ex weren't bad as her Janis: the 💔 is very real here Jimmy: I can imagine, won't, like, but easily could Jimmy: got the orchestra following you home, babe Janis: take it, like Janis: at least those losers won't have bad intentions Jimmy: they ain't gonna piss about 🎻s to play Jimmy: and they know how 💪💪💪 you are Janis: who don't tbh Janis: 👊👊👊 Jimmy: my dad and Sharon Jimmy: might've missed your chance to show her but 🤞 Ian won't die before we can kill him Janis: I'll be back 🤖 Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: I want you back Janis: trust me, rather be there, even if I weren't somewhere this shit Jimmy: can't you get here somehow? Jimmy: both bigheads, gotta be able to make it work Janis: I'm 🤞 they'll reckon she's in a worse enough state that they'll put her to bed and I can make my exit Jimmy: Get to the CG and I'll meet you there, open up earlier than planned Janis: I am only in it for the lattes Janis: 😍🤤 Jimmy: There you go then Jimmy: 🔑💕 Janis: honestly, was opening up meant to be a punishment or the #ultimatewingmanmove Janis: thanks.. graham Jimmy: Let me know after I've taught you ☕🎨 Jimmy: ultimate skill for the CV that Janis: also so important to me Janis: career progression Janis: only so far all the 💸 will take me Jimmy: #obvs Jimmy: good acoustics in there if owt else fails Jimmy: for your 😇 voice Janis: your 😈 one Jimmy: You're so Janis: your fault Janis: and your problem now so Jimmy: Your own fault Jimmy: but no problem Janis: you Janis: just Janis: you know Jimmy: you baby Jimmy: it's been you this entire time Janis: I can't Jimmy: Bollocks, there's nowt you can't do Jimmy: 🥇 girl Janis: I really fucking like you alright Jimmy: It's alright with me Janis: good Jimmy: You wanna do something when I'm done being paid to serve? Jimmy: just me and you Janis: yeah Janis: like what, I mean Jimmy: have a think Jimmy: I will an' all Janis: 👍 Jimmy: 👌 Janis: 💕 Jimmy: 😍😍😍 Janis: 😏 Jimmy: 😘 Janis: 🤓 Jimmy: 💔 Janis: 😎 Jimmy: 😏 Janis: the amount of times I've saved her from the road/bushes/tripping over thin air tonight when I could just let her 💀 means you're gonna be so nice to me, right? Jimmy: I'll be nice to you 'cause I want to Jimmy: Grace don't come into it Janis: even better then Janis: just reminding you, such a 😇 Jimmy: still got your song in my head Jimmy: weren't likely to forget Janis: just my name Janis: standard Jimmy: I know your name, Juliet Janis: Well I know how to make you say it so Janis: who's the real romantic here Jimmy: been saying it's you since day 1 Jimmy: no need for a twitter poll Janis: so what you're saying is, I win Jimmy: Nah, I do Jimmy: you're with this miserable dickhead Jimmy: I get the last true romantic Janis: don't do yourself dirty Janis: you're alright Jimmy: Tah Janis: you could've swooned a bit Janis: really meant that, dickhead Jimmy: Calm down, I felt it Janis: ugh Janis: feel a bit sick Jimmy: Shut up Janis: oh lol Janis: meant that too but unrelated Janis: probably the kebab Jimmy: such a pisstake you Jimmy: Alright well 🤢 before you get to me, like Janis: charming Janis: some nurse you are Jimmy: Grace will hold your hair back for you, all the practice she's had Janis: yeah, such a help her rn Jimmy: better not set her off 🤢🤢🤢 an' all then Janis: shut up Jimmy: Baby Janis: you reckon I could push her in and run Janis: before either of them come Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: top plan Janis: yeah? Jimmy: Depends how sick you feel Janis: sicker if i have to stay Jimmy: If you have to stay, I'll just come to you Jimmy: Get someone to cover Janis: nah, don't need to do that Janis: they're just gonna wanna talk so I'll just have to ignore them like usual Janis: just gonna be a bit Janis: frantic, tonight and I'd rather not Jimmy: 🤢 that'll 💀💀💀 the chat Janis: 👍 Jimmy: It'll be alright Jimmy: like you said, she's in no state to do owt but 😭 or 💤 Janis: all the more reason to snatch me Jimmy: why what've done? Jimmy: you* Janis: long story Janis: what ain't I done 😎 Jimmy: *😈 Janis: exactly Jimmy: Stop flirting with me Jimmy: I get it, you're well fit and mysterious Janis: you have no idea, mate Jimmy: Tell me then Jimmy: didn't get a bedtime story so Janis: break my heart in a minute Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Jimmy: Pete can keep his 🎸 working for me them Janis: wouldn't know where to begin, like Janis: without a 🎻 or 🎸 Janis: 🤞 they don't know either Jimmy: been a bit of a weird night, yeah? Janis: yeah Janis: some of it was good still Jimmy: I'll always give you good weird, babe Jimmy: promise Janis: thanks, really Jimmy: I wanna do more Jimmy: what can I? Janis: don't go nowhere Janis: stay Jimmy: Alright Janis: I know it's weird Janis: to say Janis: just a weird night yeah Jimmy: Why do you reckon it's weird? Jimmy: You're allowed to want me to be about Janis: I dunno Jimmy: You've not done this before, have you? Jimmy: that'll be why Janis: navigated a drunk grace home? Janis: unfortunately not my first rodeo Jimmy: 🥇 #bants mate but not what I meant Janis: what do you mean then Jimmy: You didn't get me? 💔 Janis: how ungoals Janis: have to dump me Jimmy: subtle Janis: shut up Jimmy: not me who did a 🌙 flit, were it? Janis: if Cass ever manages to get herself in half a state, you've got a free pass, like Jimmy: Leave it out Janis: yeah Jimmy: seriously Janis: alright Janis: ain't said anything Jimmy: 👍 Janis: well you know the drill Janis: wish me 🍀 Janis: come find me if it gets to a couple of days Jimmy: that ain't funny Jimmy: but alright Janis: I know it ain't Jimmy: have a look at where I said leave it out then Janis: well I mean it, we're there, like Janis: not gonna be accused of 👻ing again Jimmy: so go on and crack on Janis: fine Jimmy: 👌 Janis: [let's say she can get out in a reasonable amount of time like shh cali not now] Janis: at work? Jimmy: [a 😒 selfie to show he is] Janis: another day another dollar Janis: want me to come see you Jimmy: I won't take you to get that as a matching tramp stamp, rich girl, but it'll do well on the 'gram Janis: you gonna do it for me Jimmy: obvs, nowt I wouldn't 💕 Janis: find the cleanest biro you can then, dickhead Jimmy: [selfie of him with a pen in his mouth like this'll do] Janis: 😏 Janis: stop flirting with me and start flirting with your customers Jimmy: uploading my nudes to the CG insta, hang on Jimmy: just gotta keep one arm round Doris so she don't 💀💀💀 Jimmy: didn't have her hip done that long ago Janis: such a talented multi-tasker Janis: defs need a raise Jimmy: 🥇 Janis: you need anything Jimmy: other than a raise? Janis: do my best Janis: such a fan of mine, dennis Jimmy: who ain't, babe? Janis: oh, some ginger prick, appaz Jimmy: What? Janis: of the many enlightening things gracie came out with, the fact some lad reckons I shagged his bird was the funniest tbh Janis: catch me brawling for her affection Jimmy: 🙄😏 can't take you nowhere Jimmy: get back in the closet for a bit tah, you're showing me up Janis: oi, don't take his side Janis: worst bf ever 💔 Jimmy: It's been a few hours now, like Jimmy: What did you reckon 💕 and 🌹? Janis: obvs Janis: no less for me 👑 Jimmy: good, won't have to chuck this bunch back on the ⚰ for a bit then Janis: don't worry, when it comes to it, seperate your yelp review and bf one Janis: not that rude Jimmy: career progression really is important to you, eh? Jimmy: so hot Janis: top priority Jimmy: I'll let my manager know Janis: Busy shift? Jimmy: You want a smoothie that bad? Jimmy: I'll sort you out with a queue jump, babe Janis: just sound it Janis: I can wait Jimmy: If I sound 😒 and 😫 that'll be 'cause I am Janis: hold your nose and down 'em all, like Jimmy: just neck this lass' espresso in front of her Jimmy: #savage Janis: 😂 Janis: I think it's funny, get on board jeremy Jimmy: if you ain't put owt in the suggestion box, now's the time, girl Janis: will do Janis: reckon I'm gonna shower and sort myself 'fore I come though Janis: pretty wrecked and all Jimmy: You had any sleep? Janis: nah Jimmy: Get some, dickhead Janis: I've survived on less, it's alright Jimmy: That weren't what I asked Janis: didn't really ask, more demand Janis: time and a place to be all 🤤 babe Jimmy: Here's me demanding you don't pass out in the CG then Jimmy: and your warning that I will draw on your face Janis: fair Janis: but Jimmy: but what? Janis: I just wanna see you Jimmy: I'll wake you up when I'm done Jimmy: you know how much I love the bus ride to yours Jimmy: Why are you trying to deny me my fave thing? So rude Janis: I'm your fave thing Janis: ruder Jimmy: So I don't want you to 💀💀💀 Jimmy: just sleep Janis: okay Janis: I'll try Jimmy: 🧸💕 Jimmy: I'll try not to be jealous Janis: I hope it smells enough like you so I can 😴 Jimmy: put my hoodie on, I'll be there as soon as Janis: Okay Janis: try not to fall into the steamer Janis: I'd miss your face Jimmy: Me an' all Jimmy: need it to rest my 😎 on Jimmy: and how would I 🚬? Janis: keep those 👂s and 👃 in tact Janis: gobhole still be there Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: I get it, you'd miss my 👂 the most Jimmy: do it for you then, baby Janis: how would I even show my 💕 Janis: don't bear thinking about Jimmy: I might think about it Jimmy: just a bit Janis: 😏 hm Janis: idk if that will help me sleep but Jimmy: I'd say sorry but it'll only sound fake Janis: never fake, us Jimmy: could obvs say the same about that ginger dickhead and his gay missus though Janis: how rude to try and get rid via slandering my name Janis: literally just got this rep girl Jimmy: I'll have a scrap with him but it's probably best if you don't touch her Janis: get her to do a police sketch Janis: did she imagine it or Janis: who knows Jimmy: maybe she fucked your sister but Grace don't want 💀👑 to dump her so she's saying it were you Janis: 😱 Janis: falls apart when they're off-again already Janis: but let's spread that instead, obvs Jimmy: #trueloveaintneveroff Jimmy: soz for the stuff of nightmares though, Judith Janis: truly, gonna have her as my sleep paralysis demon Janis: come through 👑charming Jimmy: Hang on, I fucked up but I can fix this Jimmy: [voice memo that's like a bedtime story because he's a nerd on his break and is obvs gonna use his time wisely to make something up] Jimmy: stick that on, you'll be alright Janis: [does] Janis: this is Janis: why are you the cutest I hate it Jimmy: shhh Jimmy: 😴😴😴 Janis: okay but I had to let you know Janis: earnt being bigheaded this time Jimmy: 💪🏆 Janis: 🌃 Jimmy: in a bit, girl Jimmy: [we should say he does go to Cali's so she can wake up whenever to him being there and sleepy snuggling her, gutted for the bear obvs] Janis: ['hey' so buzzin' like] Jimmy: [says it back so softly because all 😍 at how cute she is sleeping] Janis: [when you don't know what to do with yourself badadadum] Jimmy: [a kiss hello is what he should do though because cute and a mood] Janis: [the l word keeps coming like it is time] Jimmy: [that ILY curse, hello to you, my friend] Janis: ['how was the rest of your shift?' yawning so snoozy] Jimmy: [when you just snuggle into her even more than you were like is that an answer or do you just wanna, there's no way to know] Janis: [have that snugg time lads you've earnt it] Jimmy: [just let him be soft 5ever and hold her and kiss her as much as he wants thank you world] Janis: [he gonna need sleep too so have at it] Jimmy: [mhmm be the big 🥄 boy] Janis: [enjoy all that hair we know you do] Jimmy: [shameless] Janis: [just listening to the story again] Jimmy: [I also like to think Pablo had to let him in for my own lols] Janis: [yasss if it was either of cali they'd wanna talk ew] Jimmy: [and Grace is dying so] Janis: [poor girl lol] Jimmy: [if Mia comes knocking she ain't coming in, nobody wants to see you hun especially Pablo] Janis: [oh lord, tryna bang him when she's home i see u] Jimmy: [we all know she would] Janis: [snek, have a field day 'cos JJ are there too] Jimmy: [true] Janis: [too bad bitch] Jimmy: [imagine how unsympathetic she'd be even if Grace was actually dying, the friend we all want obvs] Janis: [i imagine she's like ellie's mum and just talks about herself like literally oblivious] Jimmy: [honestly, suck it up buttercup, am I right?] Janis: [lmaooooo]