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blacknicotine.

HE’S NO GOOD. and he never has been. jamie said it as though he were a paragon of innocence –– but he isn’t; he never was and he never will be. reckons kian already knows that because he wouldn’t be here if he didn’t. the lad even calls him out on it and all jamie can think of to fucking say is, ❛ fuck you, ❜ but at least it isn’t out of spite. he waits until the pint’s in front of him and he’s taken down a hefty swallow or three before shifting to face him. gaze is listless, but not bored. empty. guarded. ❛ yeah ? like wha’, eh ? ye gonna fuckin’ … wax poetic for me ? ❜

‘ fuck you right back. ’ in the literal sense, if he has anything to say about it, but jamie can hold a grudge better than anyone he’s ever met. it’ll take more than a few drinks to mend these fences. he’s nothing if not perseverant : they’ll get there, sooner or later, if it’s the last thing he does before someone punches his time card. they’ll get there. an idle roll of his shoulders, taking a slow drink like this is the most consideration he’s ever given anything — all things considered, it might be. mouth curls again at one corner. ‘ you don’t reckon i can, do you. i can wax poetic. you should remember, mate — i’ve always been quite good with my tongue. ’

#blacknicotine #script.

blacknicotine.

❛ you’re no fuckin’ good anyhow, lad. ❜ it’s with a bite, sharp and vitriolic. ❛ don’t mean anythin’. a pint’s th’ fuckin’ least ye could do, like. ❜ because he isn’t nearly as drunk as he wants to be and he fucking misses him the way a pre - teen girl misses her first boyfriend. it makes him sick.

no arguments there. he shouldn’t laugh, but he’s nearly four drinks in and even this version of jamie — still bitter, still pissed off, still averse to readily handing out forgiveness that isn’t deserved anyway — is better than nothing at all. after three years, it’s everything. ‘ you’re no fucking good either, you stupid smarmy bastard. didn’t you ever wonder why we get on so well ? ’ or why they did. past tense. he flags down the bartender, orders a couple of refills and swivels on the barstool to better angle a smile that, for a moment, is more sincere than treacherous. ‘ 'course, there’s a few things you were always good at. ’

#blacknicotine #script.

blacknicotine.

❛ didn’t fuckin’ ask for it, did i ? ‘cos i fuckin’ knew what i’d get –– i fuckin’ knew you’d gone an’ made a proper fuckin’ mess of it all. just gone an’ fucked everything up, ‘aven’t ye ? ❜

‘ sure looks that way, dun’ it ? but you know me, mate — i’d be no good behind bars for that long. food’s absolutely fucking rubbish in there. buy you another pint ? ’

#blacknicotine #script.

blacknicotine.

❛ wrecked me ‘ead, lad. enough. ❜

@complexitae

‘ loads quicker than telling you the whole story, though, wasn't it ? ’

#blacknicotine #script.

the man on top of you is teaching you how to hate, see you as a piece of real estate, just another fallow field lying underneath him like a SACRIFICE. he’s turning your back into a table so he doesn’t have to eat off the floor, so he can get comfortable, pressing against you until he fits, until he’s made a place for himself inside you. the clock ticks from five to six. kissing degenerates into biting. so you get a kidney punch, a little blood in your urine. IT ISN’T OVER YET, IT’S JUST BEGUN.

the stranger says there are no more couches and he will have to sleep in your bed. you try to warn him, you tell him you will want to get inside him, and RUIN HIM, but he doesn’t listen. you do this, you do. you take the things you love and tear them apart.

or you pin them down with your body and pretend they’re yours.

so, you kiss him, and he doesn’t move, he doesn’t pull away, and you keep on kissing him. and he hasn’t moved, he’s frozen, and you’ve kissed him, and he’ll never forgive you, AND MAYBE NOW HE’LL LEAVE YOU ALONE.

––––––– and you are ready to die in this swimming pool, because you wanted to touch his hands and lips and this means your life is over anyway. A BOY WHO LIKES BOYS IS A DEAD BOY.

#face.#flashback.#edits.#idk man i'm tired #but listen this one poem is so.......Relevant........... 2 everything

“ what the fuck are you doing in here? ”

‘ scouting the very best location for my directorial debut. there’s a starring role open, if you’d like — i should warn you, though, darling. it’s porn. filthy stuff, in fact. very controversial. ’ he’s actually looking for a squat, since dear jamie decided to put him out instead of putting out, but she — whoever she is — doesn’t need to know that. ‘ i’m only messing with you. there a name to go with that lovely smolder ? ’

SHADY STARTERS / @adatrox.

#adatrox #answered.#no one asked for this

blacknicotine.

he doesn’t care about gifts. doesn’t want them. and he doesn’t want to know everything that’s happened in three years –– so when he feels the warmth of his skin too close for comfort, he’s quick to shove back with two palms thrusting out against clothed shoulders. spits at his feet, expression drawing into a scowl. ❛ always ‘ave been a proper headfuck, ‘aven’t ye ? gerrout me face, ye fuckin’ london bute, an’ piss off back to th’ mothership, yeah ? ❜

there he is. that uncouth nightmare of a kid whose anger could go from dormant to volcanic in half a second, flat. who never balked, not once, not at anything. the only fight he ever walked away from was theirs. the shove barely budges him ; he’s more solid than he used to be. eyes flicker down and then up again, brows raised, smile playing at the corners of his mouth. ‘ you’ll come ‘round. ’ it’s calm. self - assured. closes the space between them only to pause in passing, smile turning darker, and reaches to pat jamie’s cheek with a bare palm. ‘ think on it, yeah ? i’ll catch you later. drinks on me. ’

#blacknicotine #script.

anyways

#out.#listen these are my fav i gotta go

vnting

what the fuck is intimacy? how does that work? letting…. people be close to you? what the fuck is int

#study.#👏👏👏

blacknicotine.

❛ WHAT TH’ FUCK ? ❜ voice scrapes out like gravel against his throat. ❛ no –– fuck no. get th’ fuck outta me ‘ead, ‘n get th’ fuck outta me ‘ouse while you’re at it, ye soggy old twat. yeah ? go on, then. get th’ fuck gone. ❜ grabs him by the back of the jacket, attempting to forcibly haul him up.

‘ aw — come off it, sugarplum, don’t be like that. i’ve brought gifts ! ’ this is more or less what he’d anticipated, but he’d have been quick to react either way. pivoting out of reach to hop across couch cushions, grabbing for a matched fistful of fabric at the front of jamie’s shirt to pull him close, almost too mindful of that skin - to - skin contact. he remembers. ‘ careful, now. proper fuck’s always better than a headfuck, innit ? ’

#blacknicotine #script.

‘ you don’t call, you don’t write, you sod off halfway ‘round the world into this — fuck me, this is bloody heartbreaking. no offense, mate, but this shithole could use a bit of TLC. ‘n so could you, by the looks of it. ’

@blacknicotine.

#blacknicotine #script.

“ watch th' door for me, yeah? i’ll be out in five, lad. ”

there’s a flicker of something hungry in the spark of his gaze, level and wry. ‘ gone to powder your nose, are ya ? ‘cos if you’re havin’ a wank — lewd, jamie. lewd. ’ if he has an off - switch, no one’s found it yet. a smooth maneuver plants him between the door and the taller boy, weight on his shoulder to lean casually against the frame. expectant. ‘ count me fuckin’ in. ’

SHADY STARTERS / @blacknicotine.

#blacknicotine #answered.

“ this is your fuckin' fault. ”

‘ what the fuck happened in three years, mate, eh ? y’ shed your balls and grow a pair of tits instead ? shit. ’ sounds genuinely offended that jamie didn’t roll out the welcome wagon, even after how they left things. this, however, isn’t a conversation he’s willing to have, because that would mean admitting to something he won’t even look at let alone say aloud. it would mean opening a door that he can’t close again. cue the slant of a mischievous smile, and he’s ferreting in his pockets for a small package wrapped in newspaper. ‘ look, ‘ere — i brought you a prezzie, you ungrateful twat. don’t you wanna know what’s inside ? ’

SHADY STARTERS / @blacknicotine.

#blacknicotine #answered.

“ how’d you get all this money? ” - simplicitae.

‘ no questions, no lies, gorgeous. man’s gotta make a living somehow, dun’ he ? ’ whether or not it’s an honest living is left open to interpretation, but there’s only ever one answer where he’s concerned. he pulls another cigarette from the pack, lights it for her, passes it off with an easy grin. ‘ now let’s get smashed, shall we ? my treat. ’

SHADY STARTERS / @simplicitae.

#simplicitae #answered.

memesandthings:

DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS. [PT1] [PT2]

“ i’m scared. ”

“ are you hurt? ”

“ are you scared? ”

“ is this even legal? ”

“ just trust me. ”

“ we’re locked in! ”

“ i know what i’m doing. ”

“ it’s too dark in here. ”

“ why are we here? ”

“ they have a gun. ”

“ they have a knife. ”

“ grab what you need, and let’s go. ”

“ be quiet. don’t let them see you. ”

“ choose your victim. ”

“ we don’t have to do this. ”

“ they’re coming for us. ”

“ how do you know how to do that? ”

“ what the fuck are you doing in here? ”

“ we’re getting out of here unseen. ”

“ something moved over there. ”

“ do you have the stuff? ”

“ so, what’s the plan? ”

“ it’s not safe here. ”

“ this is your fault. ”

“ we’ve gotta go. now.”

“ hey, how drunk are you? ”

“ hey, how high are you? ”

“ is that a dead body? ”

“ we’re not alone in here. ”

“ what do you need me to do? ”

“ it’s not safe here, you should go. ”

“ i can’t believe you stole that! ”

“ hey, stay close to me. got it? ”

“ if they catch us, we’re dead. ”

“ there’s no signal out here. ”

“ where’s the money you owe me? ”

“ have you ever done this before? ”

“ did you bring what i asked? ”

“ i saw you steal that. ”

“ i think i dropped my weapon. ”

“ this is the last time i ever do this. ”

“ shit, the cops are coming! ”

“ wait. i think i heard footsteps. ”

“ we shouldn’t be doing this. ”

“ the cops are looking for us. ”

“ what the fuck is that? ”

“ you’re gonna get hurt. ”

“ next time, i’ll kill you.”

“ it’s my first time doing this. ”

“ you’re gonna get us caught. ”

“ you seriously got high without me? ”

“ you seriously got drunk without me? ”

“ i’m never doing this with you again. ”

“ how’d you get all this money? ”

“ what are you doing out here?”

“ what if something goes wrong? ”

“ i have a bad feeling about this. ”

“ i’ve never gotten high before. ”

“ i’ve never gotten drunk before. ”

“ what the fuck did you do now? ”

“ let’s go and do something bad. ”

“ whatever it was, it wasn’t human. ”

“ so are we getting high, or what? ”

“ i’ll kill the asshole that did this to you. ”

“ it seems like you’ve done this before. ”

“ i have to be honest, this car is stolen. ”

“ what do you mean this isn’t your car? ”

“ i shouldn’t have let you talk me into this. ”

“ what do you mean this isn’t your house? ”

“ that’s… a lot of drugs you’ve got there. ”

“ please tell me you brought a weapon with you. ”

“ we don’t have to do this, we can turn around. ”

“ how much time will they give us if we get caught? ”

“ watch the door for me? i’ll be out in five minutes. ”

“ maybe it’s the drugs, but i swear i heard someone. ”

“ this is literally the worst fucking time to hurt your leg! ”

“ are you about to go do something illegal? count me in. ”

“ the engine is dead and we’re in the middle of nowhere. fucking great. ”

#prompts.

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