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“When barber shops stop chargin’ an arm and a leg. What’s it to you, anyway, kid?”
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"Tommy, your hair is growing like a weed when are you gonna get it cut?"
“When barber shops stop chargin’ an arm and a leg. What’s it to you, anyway, kid?”
saintvalli replied to your post: if anyone wants to plot a thread like ...
Okay so picture this: Tommy needs a haircut and is too cheap to pay for it so Frankie has to do it.
im late but YES LETS DO IT/??????
if anyone wants to plot a thread like this or shoot me an ask if you have an idea?
i really wish the jersey boys broadway boot hadnt been deleted :/
Frankie (because duh)
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗(and a half)(wanting to have sex with them)
ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗
you like vodka?
Nothin’ better.
by the way tommy’s actual birthday was on the ninetheenth
i started this blog a year ago oh my god?????
happy birthday tommy you trash bastard
Nicky?
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)
ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗 (on the inside: 💗💗💗 )
god, tell me we're dreaming - nicky-massi
Nicky doesn’t repeat himself. He knows he can kick the shit out of Tommy in a fight; he’s bigger than him, but he doesn’t want to start shit. Not now. He’s drunk and upset. He hugs himself tighter, sighing heavily. It’d sure be swell to feel Tommy’s arms around him, but he wants to hold Frankie.
How the fuck did he even get this deep? He always felt too fucking much. Why couldn’t he not care? He didn’t give a shit about any of the girls he slept with most of the time. Just gave ‘em the Nicky charm…
“You can suck my dick, if you want,” Nicky hisses in response. “Asshole.”
Tommy offers a chuckle in response, not even bothering to slur some angry comment at Nicky.
“Well,” He drags the word out, leaving the whiskey on the bedside table and clambering onto the bed beside Nick. “If that’s what your problem was, all you had to do was ask.”
He’s drunk and probably shouldn’t be doing this, but when has Tommy ever made good decisions while drunk?
When has he ever made good decisions in general?
He’s still upset about Frankie, but Tommy’s finding it a little easier to push out of his mind. He’d still rather it be Frankie here on this bed, but he figures Nicky doesn’t need to know that.
Leaning over Nicky, who’s curled with his back to him, Tommy’s hand moves to grip the back of his neck. “And stop calling me an asshole. I’m bein’ perfectly cordial, Nicky.” He sneers, trying to get the man to face him.
Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart...
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗 (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗 (how close a friend they consider them)
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗 (wanting to have sex with them)
ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗 (hoping for a romantic relationship)
💔 Non-existent 💗 Very low 💗💗 A little 💗💗💗 Hopeful 💗💗💗💗 High 💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum
out of dough: me *comes back for three days every few months*
Favorite song you've done?
Sherry’s a personal favorite, it’s the one that started it all.
But I really love Ragdoll, too.
saintvalli
Frankie chuckled, “I expected nothing less. So long as you don’t buy too many drinks I am okay with that.”
Tommy’s mouth quirked to the side, and he nudged Frankie with his shoulder. “Well, what the hell are we waiting for? There are drinks with my name on them, kid. Let’s go.” He was grateful for a night without the new member of the band, just him and Frankie like it used to be. Tommy could never quite place why he felt such resentment for Bobby, or why it mattered Frankie spent so much time with him, all he knew was that he didn’t like the kid and that it was no secret.
i promise i’ll be active for more than three days this time<3