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——— i know you by your 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳 . / home of NASH & OSIRIS .

[rdiotwrs]

rdiotwrs ; tend to the row of your violets .

dependent blog for @/jasperfms . dni unless affiliated with said group.

penned by bon. 28/est/he/they.

nash jennings —— fifty-two, glow & co owner. intro here. / andrew licoln face. osiris locke —— thirty-seven, former nba first round pick, current fireman. intro here. / zeeko zaki face.

tags below , ———

𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 ; for further use .

𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 ; for further use .

[chrrywave]

alex almost laughs. not because it’s funny, just because of course. of course it’s him. he doesn’t rush over, doesn’t make it dramatic. just finishes wiping down the counter in front of him like this is any other customer, any other night. like his chest didn’t just tighten in a way he hasn’t felt in years. he sets the rag down and looks up, leans one forearm on the bar, casual in that way that’s been rehearsed a thousand times. “romeo?” he repeats, glancing toward the back like he has to double check. he doesn’t. “nah. inventory stuff earlier. he dipped.”

alex tilts his head slightly, studying him without making it obvious. except it is obvious. he notices the tension, the sweat. the way the question came out wrong. “you could’ve texted him,” he adds lightly. not accusatory, just factual. “would’ve saved you the suspense.” there’s a flicker of something behind his eyes, something sharper, more curious. like he’s testing the air. “you staying anyway?” he asks, already reaching for a glass. professional and composed. “or am i that unbearable?” the smile that follows is small, controlled, and a little too steady. he doesn’t look away first.

[rdiotwrs]

osiris can't help but let his gaze linger on alex a little longer than normal. but it also brings back memories of them, what had happened, what should have happened, and how it was, really, all in the fault of osiris himself. he blinks a few times and diverts his gaze to another location every time until he finds something to say, though it comes off cheap and poorly planned. "so he's not here ? " of course he wasn't you idiot, but osiris can't bring himself to figure out how he should be interacting with alex at all. but then the questions hit him like a brick -- was he staying? or was alex that... unbearable ? osiris leans on the counter now and gives the other a look, one that says he would never find alex unbearable and alex knows that for sure. "...do you want me to stay?" he then asks unintentionally, yet the way it comes off is so fully that osiris almost regrets his tone. seeing alex always came with questions of if he was regretful of what happened or if he had truly made a mistake. regret lingered in the air, but was that only because he was standing face to face with other now?

[forevertouched]

javier can see the look on osiris' face as he approaches, realizing that heh ad caught something that the other was hoping that he'd miss. "mhmm." he hums in response, raising a brow and giving osiris a look that says that's bullshit and we both know it. "i've got coffee brewing if you'd like to join me for a cup." it was half of a request and half of an unofficial, unspoken order from the fire captain. "unless you're planning on going back to sleep, that is. then don't let me keep you up." as long as the bells didn't go off, they were free to do what they wanted in the station, and javier was happy to let his firefighters rest if they needeed it.

[rdiotwrs]

he knew for sure that javier was onto him, but he wanted to stay as discreet as possible... if that was even doable. a cup of coffee did sound nice, but there was no way that osiris was going to get up without at least showing some signs of being unable to walk properly. he puts his hand up in the air as if to wave off the suggestion, a fake, nervous laugh coming from his lips. "yeah-- yeah, don't let me keep you, i think i'll just-" he pauses and stretches his arms forwards, "just sit for a few more minutes to try and... fully wake up."

[popurris]

"You only turn 52 once, right?" He replied with a warm smile as he set the menu down, "Just somethin' for that lingering winter chill.." Nash seemed like the type to appreciate a warm carhartt but he still made sure to tuck the gift receipt into the front pocket just in case. "I was going to go all out and get it embroidered -- Big Nashty right on the back," Felipe pointed behind him, left to right, "but that feels like a gift you save for the big 5 5, know what I mean? Anyway. If you ever wanna wear it out to the lake for some early morning fishing, let me know. I keep hearing they've been biting all season."

[rdiotwrs]

big nashty made nash laugh out loud. there was absolutely no way he would ever want to be seen with any type of clothing that had that plastered on it. so perhaps he could wait just a little longer for the next birthday to come around. "why don't we save that for the big 6 0 ? " he half jokes, unable to hold back his laughter again when saying so. "have they ? i think it would be great to get away, honestly... a fishing trip sounds so alluring, but i'm just so busy with the shop..." he pauses and flicks his finger across the menu to figure out what he wants. "when are you free, then ? "

[magikawords]

☆ﾟ*·ﾟWATCHING HIS REACTION, Will could imagine how protective a father could get of his daughter. After all, he was very protective of any kids his friends had. While Magika enjoyed performing and wanted everyone to have as much fun as possible, he did also want to make sure that everyone was safe. He looked over his shoulder to see if he could still spot her from here, but there were so many people that it was a bit difficult, even in heels.

"She'll be alright. I don't think she had that much," Magika explained. "Plus, her friends are taking good care of her." Laughing again, he shook his head, gesturing to him. "You can come in, I'll vouch for you. You're at Alibi, I'm Magika Wand, and most people don't hear their phones in here. The music's a bit loud." He watched him, hoping that he would calm down a bit, but maybe not.

[rdiotwrs]

did this kid really think that nash was going to step inside of this place? nash was both too old and too out of place to walk into a place that this guy came from. he looks over will's shoulder when will does so himself, but then makes eye contact again when will looks back. for someone who had lived here for this long, nash couldn't say he knew that this place had an actual name -- nor that this person in front of him would have ever had a code name (or whatever it was). "magika wand ? " he repeats, though he feels like he sounds stupid saying it. what kind of people did his daughter hang around? nash takes a small but deep breath and then says, "if i go in, i'm not going to see something crazy... right ? "

[forevertouched]

closed thread for @rdiotwrs (osiris) location: joey's pizza

was a heart shaped pizza any different than a regular pizza, aside from its shape? probably not, but romeo was going to continue to insist that they tasted better. which was why they had ordered two while they waited for their brother to arrive. busying himself with pouring soda from the pitcher that came with their meal into glasses, romeo waves osiris over when he sees him walk in, flashing a grin in his direction. "hey, you made it. pizzas should be ready in a few. i hope you're hungry."

[rdiotwrs]

there was nothing like meeting one of his favorite people for pizza. osiris pushes into the pizzeria and pulls on his coat as he looks around for romeo. he waves at the people behind the counter before heading off to sit with romeo, big, listening eyes as they speak. "oh sweet," osiris cheers back as he settles in. "i'm deadass hungry, and i hope we got one of those heart pizzas 'cause i just think they'd taste better," he sets his belongings beside him on the seat before looking over at the other. "so, what's up ? is this casual lunch or you're gonna drop a bomb on me lunch ? "

[forevertouched]

"i'm inviting you, silly. of course i'll have you. come on." genevieve's voice softens, linking her arm through nash's as they start towards her house, almost as if she's concerned he'll change his mine and go back home. "you're a good man, nash." she was sure that she had told him before, but a reminder never hurt. it seemed like nash could use one too, offering the older gentleman a smile as she fishes her keys out of her purse to let them inside. "coffee should be about ready. perks of having a timer on your coffeepot, eh?" gen chuckles, moving through the house to her kitchen, grabbing them each a mug. "i'm thinking some eggs and bacon....maybe a little french toast. sound good?"

[rdiotwrs]

walking with his arm linked with genevieve's felt heartwarming. it reminded him of the time he spent with his daughter. and hearing her tell him he was a good man made him feel... full... in some weird way. nash did admire genevieve for her resilience and ability to always be so tough. he knew she had a busy life with kids on her own. nash can't imagine what he would have had to do if he was stuck to raise catalina alone -- at least, from a much younger age, that is. nash does follow her gently through her home, curiously looking around, but also trying not to have too much of a presence. "that sounds perfect," he confirms before pointing at a chair at the table. god, he was so awkward. "is it okay if i sit here...?"

[cxntslxxp]

the shop had been on the slower side today so eli found himself spending a good portion of the morning reorganizing piles of records he has already gone through at least a dozen times that week. usually he had been good about finding stuff to keep himself busy while also bettering the shop [organizing things that actually needed organizing, sweeping, working on the overflowing pile of repairs] but there was something about today that just made his head not be fully in it. deep down, he probably knew why but diving down that rabbit hole while he was at work wasn't something he felt like even starting. the bell above the front door sounding through the shop brought eli out of his head and back into the present, a polite smile already plastering itself on his lips before the customer even got close enough to see it properly. "welcome to sunset records, can i help you find anything?" the typical greeting left his lips almost automatically, ready to point the man in the direction of the classic rock section before box in his arms caught his eye. "oh wow..." the affirmation left his lips as the gramophone was set on the counter in front of him. this had to be 1920 or 1930's at least... is this thing even electric? the intrigued look on his face was probably very evident as he let his mind fully wander. "do you mind if i..." eli let his voice trail off as he gently pulled the instrument closer to him "this is incredible... do you have any idea what year it's from?"

[rdiotwrs]

nash had a sharp eye watching the other touch the gramophone. it wasn't that he didn't trust the man who worked there, but he was just... worried that something so precious to him could fall apart at any second. not even the questions about it brought him out of his trance, though he did still answer with a simple, "i don't know," as his eyes continued following every movement. he knows the answer is vague and it obviously doesn't help, but he really didn't know much about it at all. it was his wife's, and she was the one who would fix it up in an instant without it looking like it ever broke. after she passed, nash had used it so much that it did eventually break, but the grief made him take so long to finally bring it somewhere to get it looked at. his eyes finally lift up to look the other in the face. "it's not been touched in... probably ten years... maybe a little less. i didn't want to risk breaking it more," he confesses. he prayed that it wasn't broken beyond repair since it hadn't been messed with in so long, though nash was already starting to think that maybe it was.

[forevertouched]

"everyone decent?" javier calls out lightly, his voice still low enough to not disturb those who may be sleeping. he had caught a few zs himself on the couch in his office, though javier never really slept well at the station. that was what coffee was for though, a fresh pot already brewing before he started to check to see who else was awake. it had been a fairly decent night, call wise. nothing too crazy, though javier wouldn't dare jinx it. "good morning." he says once he spots osiris sitting up in bed, though his expression changes once he sees the look on the other's face. "or not. what's wrong?"

[rdiotwrs]

oh great, the last person he wanted to see him was the captain... now osiris was thinking of excuse after excuse as to why he was looking the way he was. he tries his best, though he is sure that javier is going to see right through his lie anyways. he straightens out his legs to make it look like he was just stretching even if doing so made him hurt even more. "nothing, just trying to convince myself to get out of bed," he replies semi-casually. was he supposed to be lying like this to javier ? ... no, but did he really want to discuss anything having to do with his flare up ? also no, so he sends javier the best smile he can before asking, "how's your morning so far?"

[forevertouched]

"candles can be romantic." javier points out, shrugging. he had been known to light a candle to set the mood from time to time. "don't tell me you actually hate them. that would be such a let down." he says teasingly, popping another chip into his mouth. "it's nothing serious. we've gone out a few dates. he's cute though. very sweet." he nods at that, chuckling when nash asks to hear everything. "i dunno if there's much to tell. we're still getting to know each other. it's kind of weird, starting all over again. nice, but weird." javi thought nash might know what he meant, washing the saltiness of the chips down with his beer. "what about you? you ever think about reentering the dating scene?"

[rdiotwrs]

it was nice to hear that javier was getting back out there. it sounded like he was at least trying, even if it wasn't getting very far yet. but when it came to people their age and people like them in general, it was difficult to find people to be with or to at least try and be with. "well it sounds like you're at least trying," nash says to try and be reassuring, though he was sure that if anyone could find a date to anything, it would be javier. he had every good quality of a man and he was a firefighter. though, in the end, he was sure that it did feel weird -- nash knew that anything dating wise was going to feel weird for himself too. but he tries to reassure javier again and say, "i'm sure if anyone can get out there, it's you." when it came to nash himself, he really wasn't sure what to say back besides turning the whole thing down itself. dating after his wife just felt wrong, but he knew she would have probably wanted him to move on. "i don't know," he shrugs with a small scoff. "i don't even know where i'd start, to be honest… how do you even begin to… get out there ? "

[forevertouched]

closed starter for @rdiotwrs (nash) event: valentine's day mingle

a couple of drinks in, romeo's having a good time on the dance floor, the rec center completely transformed for the night. romeo had always loved going to school dances, so they thought the vibes were immaculate, and seeing everyone else dressed up and having a good time truly made their heart feel happy. jasper really knew how to come together and have fun, they thought. and time to mingle! the dj's voice booms over the sound system as the song ends, transitioning to more of a slow dance kind of song. spinning around, they come face to face with nash, caught a bit off guard by the sight of the other man. "uh, hi." romeo chuckles, offering his hand out to nash with a bit of a shy grin playing on their lips. "may i have this dance?"

[rdiotwrs]

nash was not purposefully trying to run into romeo, in fact, he was actually going to the bathroom so that he could have a break from everything going on. it was his daughter, after all, who had told him to go to this whole thing in the first place. 'you might find someone you wanna mingle with!' were her words exactly, but nash was so sure that that wasn't going to happen at all. well... at least until he accidentally bumped into romeo on the way to his escape out. he blinks a few times at them before his eyes go wide in surprise. he didn't even get to say hi back before romeo asked that fated question -- but were they serious ? "me ? " nash then questions with surprise very evident on his face. but nash also knows that if he waits too long, he might miss his chance. "uhm, sure, yeah," he stumbles, clearly still flustered. he then holds his hand out and says, "lead the way, then ? "

[rainbowxsouls]

"It's the only way to get myself into this sweet, sweet candle empire." She said, leaning against the counter. Just to make sure that Nash didn't really kick her out, she held up a small votive of a soft vanilla scent. Nothing too obtrusive and easily used. "A discount? Oh that would spoil me, I'm verklempt Nash, truly." Thoughts of a discount were nice, but even without one Layla would shop here. Everything was homemade and, in her mind, appropriately priced. It was important to support small business. Back where she was from, the town was full of them. "Did she? I wanted one too, at least before I learned how big they get. Then, never mind. I would like something more exotic though. I mean, my dog is great, I love Mokey, but it would be cool."

[rdiotwrs]

"lina has showed me videos of pet pigs and how they live in houses with other animals, so maybe you could get mokey a friend," nash half jokes. he wouldn't know what to do if he had to take care of both a child and a pig when his kid was growing up. but he does remember countless times where lina asked for some kind of animal so that she didn't have to suffer as an only child. nowadays, she didn't talk about it ever, but nash was sure that catalina would still ask for one if she had the opportunity. "that reminds me... don't give her any ideas, because i don't know if i trust her to take care of a pig on her own."

[lumcra]

he was right. buying both would solve this problem and create a new one, which one was she going to gift, and which one is she to keep? aylin blinked, baby blues glancing down at the two candles again, before she grinned at his question. "are you kidding? they smell like heaven." or, aylin aslan's version of heaven. "here, take a snif." she muttered, all excited like, while holding up the candle for him, "it smells exactly like the first minute you walk into the bakery and they've just managed to take out fresh goods. you know, it makes you feel hungry in the morning before a chaotic day."

[rdiotwrs]

"well if it makes you feel hungry..." nash starts, wondering if he is really helping her figure out which one she should get. "maybe you shouldn't get it. i definitely don't enjoy being hungry in the morning." nash then leans forward and takes a small sniff of the candle, and his nose instantly twitches in reaction. he wasn't really one for food like scents and it showed by the way his eyebrows furrowed in disappointment. "i can't say it's my cup of tea, but everyone is different." he wiggles his nose briefly to try and get the smell away from him. "unless you're planning on gifting cookies with the candle, it might be best to go with another one... at least, for a gift."

[rdiotwrs]

for @chrrywave location: 21st amendment

osiris couldn't keep up with all his siblings' schedules sometimes. it was difficult with there being four of them, and, honestly, osiris could barely handle his own damn self most of the time. and that exact thing came into play when he realized he had shown up on a night that someone he didn't ever want to see again was working -- and it wasn't like it was the first time this shit had happened either. when would osiris learn that his old fling worked here too? damn, he should have texted romeo beforehand. by the time he's calling the bartender over to ask about his brother, it's already too late -- alex appears and osiris feels himself starting to sweat. he tries to be casual, "is romeo here ? " but it definitely comes off as more nervous than anything else.

[rdiotwrs]

for @opvlites location: luxe art

the one person that was always going to be treated right was the baby of the locke family, zaina. being the oldest, osiris found it fitting for him to spoil his baby sister properly whenever he could. so, today, he picked her up from work as soon as she got off and took her to a surprise location. he was sure she had been here plenty of times, but osiris had something special in store for her today going there. so, he opens the car door so that she can get out of his car and says, "i'm sure you've been here, but i wanted to take you here anyways to see if you find anything new."

[rdiotwrs]

and i know ... you must be fed up with my reasons , how i justify these demons whenever they come calling .

in violet - searows // overkill - holly humberstone // driving hours - axel flóvent // these new dreams - holding absence // dead girl walking - jensen mcrae // muddy the water - jordan davis // 2 liter spite - point north // highway - shaboozey

[magikawords]

☆ﾟ*·ﾟ The nightclub was bustling after one of his shows. He always loved hanging out after and talking to customers. Generally, he'd keep his full drag on, just in case people wanted pictures. Because it did happen. Other times, they asked questions about how he got into drag, and he honestly loved all of it. He enjoyed the questions, teaching, and just being around people who loved this kind of atmosphere. But what he hadn't expected was someone to come up asking for the location of his daughter.

With a soft chuckle, Will (Magika) crossed his arms across his chest and looked down at him. "If she was wearing a pink glitter halter top, then yes, I pulled her up on stage to dance with me. She had an absolute blast. Last time I saw her, she was nursing a glass of ice water on one of the red plush couches."

[rdiotwrs]

nash had to blink twice at that response he got. well, maybe he had to blink about fifteen times, because what in the world did this man just say about his daughter? he knew that she was out there, but to hear that she got up to such antics blew his mind just a little bit. there was no hiding the look on his face that begged for the one in front of him to repeat himself. yet, nash didn't want to hear it again, so he waves his hand in front of his face and tries to get the mental picture out of his head. although he would definitely have to ask her about this claim later.

"okay, okay," nash starts with, still trying to get his mind off of his daughter up on stage with... whoever this was in front of him. "what the hell even is this place ? and do i have to pay to get in ? she's not replying to my messages."