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@dirtymcney
hello @ everyone that actually stuck around! i wanted to let you know that luca & liliana have been revamped and moved over to a new blog, along with two other characters! i absolutely love writing them, so i hope you’ll come join me for my fresh start!
hello @ everyone that actually stuck around! i wanted to let you know that luca & liliana have been revamped and moved over to a new blog, along with two other characters! i absolutely love writing them, so i hope you’ll come join me for my fresh start!
comiiics:
he’s tired, and he’s HURTING, and its clear to anyone that the blonde is tearing himself apart, but bringing everything else down in the process. before luca, ollie had never been one to raise his voice, but now he’s SNAPPY, and aggressive, and not just in regards to the other boy, either. even his parents have noticed. he’s ready to continue, but then luca stands, TOWERING over him and making the blonde feel TINY. ‘ if you cared, you’d have done something about it the FIRST time i said it! do you just not give a fuck at all? ’
“you want me to answer that?” luca doesn’t set out to hurt oliver, and yet he’s cornered into it CONSTANTLY. it’s not his fault, as far as he’s concerned. ollie just asks the wrong questions. his hand shakes as he pushes it back through his curls - he needs a cigarette. or a drink. or even a hit. fuck, he needs all THREE at this point. “listen. i don’t know what you think THIS is -” he sighs out, flicking his hand between them. “but i have no obligation to you. so if you’re done,” he gestures towards his bedroom door.
‘ fuck you! fuck you and your shitty friends, and your fancy house, and your superiority complex! i’m done! i’ve had enough! ’
@dirtymcney
luca stays quiet, keeping his eyes trained on ollie as his tongue slips out to run across his bottom lip. he’s entirely TOO SOBER to be dealing with this. ollie’s always finding some reason to yell at him, and if he’s honest, it’s getting a bit BORING. once the blonde stops, luca stands. “you DONE? ‘cause this is the... what, fourth time you’ve told me all that? and yet, you keep showing back up here. you are becoming way too predictable, oliver.”
nymphaete:
it’s nice, actually, having someone around who’s not his sister or his parents or the executive staff that walks about the place with superiority complexes higher than the building’s roof. someone who understands him, or at the very least who can pretend to. ‘ yeah, man. i’ll have my mom call down to the kitchen. ’ ( something about ‘ if you’re going to drink, i want it to be in the safety of the white house ! ’ ). if his dad knew, he’d be done for. ‘ what’s, uh - what’s got you worked up ? ’
his own parents don’t care if he drinks in the house, but he’s a little surprised to hear dylan’s MOM, first lady of the united states, would let them drink. ❛ you really are living the high life, huh? ❜ he settles himself down onto the bed, falling back onto the mattress with his hands behind his head. the feeling of safety is BEYOND nice. he could get used to this. ❛ what, is the president’s son interested in the LIFE OF CRIME? what a scandal. ❜
bastille // power
dylan’s actually… never had somebody crash at his house before since moving states, for good reason. it’s the white house. casual sleepovers aren’t in the guidelines. luca was in a bind tonight, though, and even though they don’t talk about it, it’s pretty well - known that dylan would cut off his hand for his friend if he needed it. he stands, hands in his pockets, watching luca get settled in. ‘ - you need anything? ’ ( luca marques ; @dirtymcney. )
he’d gotten himself into some trouble. nothing too extreme, but enough to make the thought of sleeping in his own home unsettling. who would have thought the kid in the WHITE HOUSE would be the one to help him out? ( luca did, which is exactly why he called. who would suspect him to be staying HERE? ) ❛ got anything to drink in this place? i need to calm my fuckin’ nerves. feel like i’m gonna explode. ❜
♔ ???:
“ apparently i have this weird affect on people. they just can’t get away… so this is a warning, really. “ — @dirtymcney sc, heroin/helena for luca.
❛ i'll bet. lucky for you, i’m not the addictive type. ❜
♡ ???:
“ it’s crazy, dude… money is just like – it’s just paper. bits of paper that you trade for things. it’s so mad.. “ — @dirtymcney sc, weed/boo for liliana.
❛ yeah... crazy. ❜ she looks the girl up and down and wonders why the hell she’s even talking to her in the first place. ❛ listen. whatever you’re on, keep it to yourself, huh? ❜
♡ cooper:
“SURE.” he isnt upset. not at all. “perhaps – but we both know i’m not that great at flirting – like, with anybody. everyone just thinks im being nice, and when i try not to flirt they think i’m flirting – i really DONT have the hang of it. and this is like … a one time opportunity, and i really want to get his attention and i just cant mess it up. so shaking my butt isn’t going to do shit.” hes tense, stressed out at the fact that he wants this to go well. he wants ROMANCE. he wants long walks on the beach, romantic picnics and handholding. he doesnt want a fling. “lili i want him to like me, for me.”
❛ cooper, cooper, come on. you’re beating yourself up for no reason. ❜ she slides closer to him and runs her fingers through his hair affectionately. maybe SOME of what cooper said is true, but she’s determined to help him. ❛ listen to me, okay? he’s going to LOVE you. who wouldn’t? you’re sweet, and romantic, have prettier eyes and better lashes than i do. if you weren’t gay we would be making out right now. so! unless this WASHINGTON BOY has, like, ZERO taste, he’s going to fall in love immediately. and i’ll help you with the flirting stuff, okay? you’ll be a seasoned pro by the time he lays his dreamy eyes on you! ❜
Friends don’t look at each other like that.
- but we both know we can’t be more than that (via niallspizzacrust)
