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bessiemaes:

“Well, um, we should probably keep it as brief as possible - but God, I don’t know, maybe just claim that you were suddenly taken ill? Hell, why should I be the one who comes up with the excuse, anyway? I have no clue how to cover this one up!”

——[★] ❝ I don’t know! I do not know! Stop shouting at me! ❞ Peter had to do his best to not raise his voice--- he knew for a fact that there were reporters listening in for any signs of commotion. ❝ Jesus... I don’t know what the fuck to say! ❞ He looked as if he was on the verge of a complete breakdown--- he was shaking violently (from the stress of the whole situation or from the alcohol was anyone’s guess), and his expression was one that of complete agony. The whole thing was a colossal mess. It was too much for Peter to handle.

——[♔] ❝ I have a shockingly revolutionary idea. ❞ Richard was seemingly unmoved by his friend’s predicament. ❝ Tell them the truth, or would that be too much for you two to handle? ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #remember this thread #( feat. partner in crime. )#( v. all this bad blood. )

★ - bessiemaes (sends u the star thing back bc what the hell)

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

#( x. asks. )#bessiemaes #( otp. le scandale. )#HE WOULD LEND HER HIS MONEY OKAY

bessiemaes:

“Oh, how merciful of you! I’m so glad you understand.”

Since he was obviously in a particularly spiteful mood, there seemed no point in not making some snide comments of her own, too. Barely moments after, Peter appeared out of nowhere, as it seemed, much to her surprise. Acknowledging him with a slight nod, she added, her tone as snide as ever, “Come to join the party?” Sure, it was bitchy to attack him for no reason, but she was far too pissed to stop now. “Why don’t you come sit yourself down instead of standing in the doorway?”

——[★] ❝ It’s not a party, and you and I both know it, Elizabeth. ❞ The beer hadn’t had its’ intended effect-- it was meant to calm Peter down and make him better able to deal with the situation, but he ended up feeling more nervous and more on edge. Elizabeth and Richard’s attitudes weren’t helping, either. ❝ We’ve got to tell the press something. Please. It’s no time to... to... act like this. ❞

——[♔] ❝ Yes, of course-- what lie shall we fabricate for those bloodsuckers this time, since the truth will paint you two in a bad light? ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( feat. partner in crime. )#( v. all this bad blood. )#YES LIKE I THINK RICHARD SAID HE HATED THOSE COSTUMES #BUT I'M HERE LIKE #APPRECIATING HIS LEGS #LMAOOOOOOOO

bessiemaes:

“Why do you want to know where he is, anyway? To start another fight? Don’t make me laugh, darling.” Elizabeth paused, practically steaming at what she saw as unmerited comments. “I really don’t understand why you’re taking this so badly. We were both drunk, and we made a stupid mistake. You, of all people, should understand that at least.”

——[♔] ❝ Oh, forgive me for being upset that my wife slept with my best friend. ❞ Richard let out a sarcastic laugh, already feeling his mood plummet steadily with her presence. ❝ It’s all my fault; I’m so sorry. ❞

——[★] The door opened and shut in one swift motion as Peter tried to make his entry without involuntarily letting any pesky reporters in. He cast a brief glance at his friend, trying to take stock of the situation, before turning his gaze on Elizabeth-- frankly, he couldn’t make eye contact with Richard. ❝ The doctors want to know what we should tell the press. If they’re left waiting out there, they’ll make up some stupid goddamn rumors of their own. ❞ His gait wasn’t completely steady, and the scent of Guinness was prominent in his breath.

#( x. threads. )#( feat. partner in crime. )#bessiemaes #( v. all this bad blood. )#yOU AGREED TO THIS THREAD MAY I REMIND YOU #WINK WONK

bessiemaes:

“Insults aside, you’re in no position to tell me what to wear! Besides, I have to wear this ‘fake’ stuff anyway - you can’t be a girl from District One and not wear makeup and jewellery.”

——[♔] ❝ Are you implying that you are a conformist? ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. the odds are never in our favor. )#W H A T #NO YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT

bessiemaes:

“Fine. Only if you insist , darling, and I don’t see any reason to object. Now, come over here and cuddle with me before you get bored!“

——[♔] ❝ How could I ever get bored of you, darling? ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. jetsetter couple. )#THIS IS A MIRACLE THIS NEVER HAPPENS

bessiemaes:

“Unless your memory has been impaired for some reason, you can at least call him by his name! Why the hell should I know where he is anyway? He’s probably going to come along soon.”

——[♔] ❝ He wouldn’t call me by my name. What is it that he so eloquently called me at home? Ah, right-- ‘Welsh trash’. I suppose that makes him ‘Irish trash’. Why don’t you know where he is? I thought you two had become very intimate. There’s no use pretending any more, Elizabeth. Your tr-- ❞ Richard reached forward to make a gesture but the bandages on his wrists were rather tightly bound and he let out an involuntary wince of pain.

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. all this bad blood. )#BUT THAT'S MEAN ISABELLE

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in summary: 10/10 would totes bang but why so many fights pls find ur chill jfc

#RICHARD IS JUST OFFENDED THAT SHE WOULDN'T GIVE HIM A LOT OF MONEY #MOCK OFFENDED BUT STILL #LMAOOO #bessiemaes #( otp. le scandale. )

bessiemaes:

“Sorry, sweetheart, but you know how I feel about her.” Linking her arm with his, her sullen expression immediately broke into a smile. “What’s your decision? I don’t actually mind staying in on my own, I just need to know whether I will be or not.”

——[♔] ❝ The thought of leaving you alone, even for a small part of tonight, shall never cross my mind. I’ll call and tell them that we aren’t coming. Let’s just relax tonight, darling. ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. jetsetter couple. )#aw this is cute #i need to make more night of the iguana icons #but i'm lazy lmao

bessiemaes:

“Fake? How have I been fake? I have admitted that I’m not exactly perfect, you know. Spoilt, yes, but not fake.”

——[♔] ❝ If you do not call all of this makeup and jewelry-- your obsession with shiny little things fake, then you obviously are unaware of the definition of ‘fake’. Artificial-- perhaps that word may ring a bell. It’s slightly more high-class. ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. the odds are never in our favor. )#RICHARD'S SASS IS GONNA BE THE END OF ME

bessiemaes:

“That’s not the point right now. Do you know how worried I’ve been?” His comment was so damn cutting and unwarranted that it was tempting to march out of the room right there and then - but that would probably make things worse. “You nearly killed yourself, for Christ’s sake.”

——[♔] ❝ Yes, I am aware of that fact, Elizabeth. I’m starting to resent that my plan was foiled. Where’s the other one, your partner in crime, or has he gone marching back home to be a ‘good father’, as he calls himself? What yarn has he spun to explain this mess? ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. all this bad blood. )#i live for the feels #you knew that isabelle

bessiemaes

——[♔] ❝ Are you back to rub salt in my wounds, Elizabeth? ❞ Never mind his caustic inquiry; at least he was conscious and felt well enough to make such a comment. Outside the private ward, scores and scores of journalists and photographers had gathered, although the news of what had gone wrong hadn’t quite leaked out yet.

#bessiemaes #( x. threads. )#( v. all this bad blood. )#THIS FUCKING ICON THO #also also #peter parked the car (on a double yellow line) and said he would be there shortly #made some excuse #BUT IN REALITY HE WENT TO THE PUB TO GET SOME GUINNESS #TO DEAL WITH THE SITUATION #AND HE WILL INDEED BE BACK SHORTLY #AND SHIT WILL GET REALER THAN REAL

bessiemaes:

“You can say all you want, sweetheart, I really couldn’t care less. I never pretended to be anything different and I don’t claim to be. You’re not exactly perfection yourself, schmuck - ever looked in a mirror recently, by any chance?”

——[♔] ❝ If nothing else, I do not put up an act like you do. I’m not fake. ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. the odds are never in our favor. )#I KNOW RIGHT #TBH I'M JUST KIND OF PICTURING THIS AS LIKE #~SEXUAL TENSION~

bessiemaes:

“Fuck off! Go on your own if you will, but I’m not putting up with her tonight.”

——[♔] ❝ Well, I didn’t know the idea was that distasteful to you, darling. ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. jetsetter couple. )#THAT IS SO DAMN COOL OMG #also i'm gonna start using icons from the night of the iguana #BECAUSE GODddDdDddDd DAMN

bessiemaes:

“What? I’m only telling the truth - unless you can’t handle it.”

——[♔] ❝ You know, if you weren’t such a bitch, you’d fit in perfectly at the Capitol. You have no fucking brains, you have an affinity for shiny little things, and you think you’re the best. ❞

#( x. threads. )#bessiemaes #( v. the odds are never in our favor. )#how are they even gonna like each other after all this lmfao