#richieoshea

[xoverzealousx]

closed thread | jace x richie location: north coast hotel, suite 532 @richieoshea​

It had been ages since Jace tracked a phone. Hell, the last time he did it, it was his fathers and it had been a dead end. He didn’t intend on telling Richie or any of the others that his skills were rusty to say the least. He could figure it out, he always did. Especially when he had a little extra boost. 

Feeling the slight withdrawal set in, Jace knew it was time for more of the drug. He was alone and no one had checked in with him yet. It was as safe of a time as ever. Jace had forgot his glasses and had been staring at a computer screen all day, so that coupled with his slight withdrawal made his eyesight a little hazy. Jace conveniently brushed off the fact that he was struggling to focus his eyes. He pulled up what he thought was a little more than the usual amount as his threshold was steadily increasing. Rolling up his loose long sleeves, Jace tied the rubber tourniquet tight around his bicep, pulling with his teeth, finding a new spot around the previous track marks. Tapping a few times, he found the vein and was quick to inject. 

He knew how potent and powerful BUA was, he’d specifically made it that way. When he started using, he was always careful with the dosing, knowing that the drug in itself was dangerous. As his addiction habit progressed, he began getting more and more careless with the dosage. He figured it’d come to bite him in the ass eventually, but what did he care? It’s not like he was doing much good for the world anyway. 

After stowing everything, Jace started to feel the effects much quicker than normal. Ignoring it, he kept working, wiping the sweat from his brow and lip every so often, coughing slightly as he worked. After looking for the signal all day, he finally got a ping, just in time too, he heard Richie announcing himself at the door. “Come in.” Jace responded in a strained tone. The fuck was going on? Normally he was much better at hiding when he was high. Blinking several times, the man tried to clear his foggy brain, unsuccessfully. “I got a hit.” He said in a slower than normal voice, pointing to his screen. 

[audreyrousx]

Aria Catelyn O'Shea

born on June 21st, 2020 at 9:05 am 6 lbs. 5 oz. 20 inches  @richieoshea

[crimsxns-archived]

closed starter: @richieoshea

location: some baby place

autumn had convinced her to have a baby shower. the move in with peyton had made life a lot more bearable. now she found herself sitting in the cutest rocking chair. it was dark wood with emerald green cushions. it reminded her of the old chair in her father's house. summer had started getting odd looks from passerby due to the far away look in her eyes. when she tried to get up all she could do was struggle miserably. that was until she spotted a slightly familiar face. “okay so i don’t know you that well but i have seen your face around places. would you mind helping me up? rowan is making this harder than it should be.” she smiled slightly. this was embarrassing to her. the fact that she had to rely on her family was one thing. now she needed the help of a man she barely knew.

[rosesjustdie]

Location: Honey’s Bakery

Open to: @richieoshea​

Her day had been going so well. The new segment had been a success, paperwork that she had been waiting on come through, and for once Katerina Vasile felt like things were easy. It was rare that she felt this way, lately it had felt like drowning with no sign of any reprieve. The Gala had been a success, she’d only had to play nice for the starter of the night and then the satisfaction over how it had ended for a few people made up for that. Coffee was needed and she had found herself in Honey’s.

Some fancy blended drink in her hand she was halfway to the door when she heard the voice, a familiar voice but not one that she’d wanted to hear that day at all. “Oh fuck me.” The words said under her breath though she couldn’t be sure if he had heard them or not, Katerina turned around, the fakest smile she could muster on her face. “Richie. How are you? You look---- hi.”

[archierousx]

📱

Send 📱 to see how my muse has yours in their phone!

Name: Richie 

Longest Call Time: 1 Hour, 12 MInutes 

Last Text: Can we go for beer so you can explain...Richard?

[pcppy]

a painting stained with coffee by accident had quickly turned into a trend for poppy.  she’d buy art from a thrift store and crinkle it with her hands. she’d cut out holes near the eyes and blame her little cousin.  her usual pristine nature was blurred with the smell of caffeine, snipped artwork and exaggerated truths just so she could talk to the guy who would help fix it. it was incredibly pathetic, she’ll admit, but at least it worked.

while most of the Uchicago students were slumped over in back-to-school sadness, poppy's optimism never faded.  there’s always a pep in her step, a smile on her face and it grows even wider when she spots richie.    “  we have to trade families. ”   her announcement was a sudden start to a conversation with no proper greeting as soon as she approached him, face still contorted into a smile.   “  my brother related every single conversation we had at thanksgiving dinner back to the death penalty. it would literally go from my aunt’s new baby in her halloween costume to the death penalty in like two seconds.  ”   just a reminder of that fact made her eyes roll.   “ i thrive on schadenfreude, richie, please tell me you have at least one story about your holiday dinner that may help mine not look so dysfunctional. any kleptomaniacs?  ”            @richieoshea​

[beguilc]

“ DUDE---- “ she instinctively hits richie in the shoulder to get his attention. “ if you take my shit one more time i’m gonna force your ass into a kiddie booster seat next time we go out. “ CT holds up the nerf gun ready to hit him with it. while she can’t lie---it’s pretty hilarious----those weapons are probably her most prized possessions. it’s not like she’s that mad, they always mess with each other back and forth. she actually finds it to be very entertaining. “ if you ever come over my apartment again you are not allowed anywhere besides the couch. which i might move into the corner so you have nowhere to go. “

@richieoshea​

[crxmsxnmemories]

👏richie & asli

Send 👏 + a Character/Muse’s name and I will write 5 headcanons about their relationship.       

ᴼᴺᴱ; Everyone knows that Richie was Asli first friend/ bff now. But when she first joined ... she couldn’t stand him. Like she could not understand this guy and why he was acting like a dumb ass. This feeling of distaste lasted a day. After a very long night of drinking and  partying, you found the two asleep, curled up in one of the large pool chairs like a pair of belligerent drunks that they were.And the rest was history.

ᵀᵂᴼ: also on that drunk night Asli kissed him.  The next day when she was sober she told him that they were going to be best friends and that she’d never get a kiss like that from her again.

ᵀᴴᴿᴱᴱ:  when she was still living with her parents. she left clothes that she bought with Richie. pretty sure she had a draw full of clothes so before she got her own place at the hotel a lot of her things were at his studio.

ᶠᴼᵁᴿ: when she is feeling like super depressed and down about shit ( which isn’t often.) she will go to his place and tell him all about it. she still does this to this day, and will get in the bed with Richie and blue and talk it out with them for  and while, take a nap wake up feeling better and bounce.

ᶠᴵⱽᴱ: tw: self harm : Asli has two faint vertical scars on her wrist. This happened a couple of years ago. She had gotten into a heated fight with her father. This was when she was still living at her parents home, and he found some of her not so modest clothes and proceeded to call her a whore and worthless and that no man would have her. This verbal abused lasted for a few months an she crashed at riches place spare place for a time. She had never heard her father talk to her like this and his words stayed with her and one night, under the influence she went into the bathroom and cut herself. It felt better the pain her father words let on her. By the time Richie got there she was sitting on the tile floor in a pool of her own blood. She never talks about that night and no one else knows about it. Promising herself and Richie that she would never do it again.  So every so often when it’s just the two of them she’ll  take a hold of his hand and thanks him.

[blux-baby]

did you ever love me?

“With everything I got, Tiger. Ya just didn’t love me. Not the way I am. You wanted a different me, and they never asked me to change a thing.”

@richieoshea

[littleoshea]

Closed starter for Richie | @richieoshea​

After the boat! 

She hadn’t been to see her sister yet and quite frankly, she just didn’t want to. Ophelia hadn’t yet reached the stage she was going to be able to let go of the anger she had held for her sister, it was just so easy to blame this mess on her. Still, it wasn’t like she was completely heartless and so instead she had been working on helping from behind closed doors, because it was pretty obvious that they weren’t going to just get their sister back with no help. Half of her suspected she had been given the task of routing around Masons things for a particular name had been given to her due to her lack of resentment for their dad and the fact she’d actually make sure to keep the room of things neat - a factor she was sure couldn’t be said for some of the others. Still after nearly a full day she’d found it. The psychiatrist . He’d been in and out of the hotel as much as any O’Shea affiliate when Mason had been around but it had been a few months since anyone had seen him, not that it mattered, Ophelia had found him anyway and she’d gone straight to Richie with the information. Now looking up at the apartment block on the edges of Chicago, she crossed her arms over her chest as she turned to look at her brother. “This is where we’re going to find him, dad’s old pal....” 

[xoverzealousx]

sad: jace & richie :' )

jace: now seems like as good of a time as any to confess jace: after i woke up after the... incident, i honest to god thought you were going to have to kill me because i fucked up so bad jace: and the thing is, i wouldn’t have tried to stop you jace: i’m sure me saying shit won’t actually matter, but i’m trying, richie.  jace: i’m trying to get my shit together jace: but for some reason, if I fuck up again, you gotta do what you gotta do.  jace: i’ll understand. 

[audreyrousx]

slurred words : )

by now audrey was a few drinks and a couple shots into the night, her filter was long gone and she knew it. her face lit up with a smile at the sound of richie’s name, too wasted to even begin to hold it in. “richie...” she trailed off for a moment, the grin of her face getting bigger. “i’d be lost without richie. he’s always there when i need him, always looking out for me...” she shook her head a little at all these stupid things leaving her mouth. “he doesn’t think he deserves the praise i give him and that makes me want to tell him more, you know? he’s special...he’s never let me down — i don’t know — he just makes me feel safe whenever he’s around and i never want to lose that feeling — i never want to lose him.”

[crimsxns-archived]

closed starter: @richieoshea​

location: skyfall back office

gio went from spending a lot of time grading papers at his dining room table to making sure orders were in place and arriving on time in the skyfall bar office. it was a lifestyle change. something that went from peaceful to mildly hectic at times. sao used to spend a lot of time here. he had a picture of her on the desk. it was one from their wedding day. not many people had the opportunity to see it. over time, gio learned a lot about skyfall. even before saorise had planned to leave. now he was finally getting into a groove. he was in the middle of a phone call with an alcohol distributor when richie walked in. “yeah. yeah. well, make it your priority to get it here tomorrow morning. i pay you more than enough money. you may as well do your damn job and get here on time. perfect.” he hung up the phone and turned to richie. “richard. hello. have a seat my friend. how can i assist you?”

[crvmsdecorum]

It’s the moment of truth, And the moment to lie. The moment to live, And the moment to die. The moment to fight, To F I G H T !

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[sinfxl]

richie.

closed for @richieoshea.

luckily kian’s friendship with richie was one thing that was seeming to get back on the right tracks. for the last three months kian’s been watching his best friend spiral — trying and quite frankly failing to help him. pushing him to the extent where kian wasn’t sure he could return from. call it luck, or richie finally coming to his senses. whatever it was, kian was grateful for it.

it had been hell — for richie more then anyone else. kian was merely lucky to have a few distractions keeping his attention away from the hell that was being set loose on their lives. kian could hear the knocking on the door from the kitchen where he stood. “ it’s open! ’ he called out from around the cabinets.

[pcppy]

richie's the only person, outside of immediate family, that poppy’s dad felt she was safe with.  he feigns it being about trust but she knows it's more because of his last name - who he's affiliated with. she didn't really care. to seek out security and comfort in a city so susceptible to violence seemed incredibly redundant to her. yet she was sprawled out on a couch in the o'shea mansion, at as much ease as she could muster. when she was with him the sounds of scream and terror from that dreadful night seemed to fade. or at least the sounds would push themselves back into her head far enough that she’d sometimes forget what it really sounded like.  

poppy thrives in environments where optimism is needed, though annoying for most, it always made her feel wanted.  “ hey, ”   she whispers, extending her legs so she could use a toe to catch richie’s attention.  and if she didn’t have it simply from doing that, she sits up from her position and crawls towards him, planting a kiss on his cheek before continuing.  “ we should do something. like, i don’t know, bake something for everyone. ”  it was immature, an option someone would give to cheer up their friend after a break-up, but it showed just how her brain worked. shoving the casualties and her fears into a box, and rather than confronting them, pretending it could be fixed by desserts.  " we could make s’mores! have liam treat your room like it’s a bonfire. wouldn’t that be fun? ”   /    @richieoshea​