tony padilla

[misstabithatate-blog]

The moment Tabitha had walked in to the party, she was all ready to let go of the stress of her normal life and just have fun for once. It was rare for her to really let herself go, always the one with her life pulled together tight. It was time for her to let it go, just this once. What could one party really hurt? It’s why she found herself quickly a little too tipsy and giggly, and finishing up her song at the karaoke stand. Another thing she hardly ever did, but she kind of liked it and wanted to go again. Stumbling down from the small stage where the microphone sat, she smiled at the person she was now standing in front of. “Hey do you want to do a duet with me?! Come on, its so fun!”

[retrcgold]

aphotic eyes watch the crowds , he was with clay a moment ago before both parted ways. this isn’t the first time he’s been to the lodge lodge. and he didn’t think he’d be here again , but the party felt like a good opportunity to obtain information -- especially with a particular hostess submerging from the cracks. working for the lodges at one point , he is well aware that anything that hermosa says or does shouldn’t be taken at face value. needing to be aware of his surroundings , he was sure to minimize his alcohol intake. but he wore the softest of smiles when he watched tabitha singing her heart out and it brought him back to how far his friend has come. and although tipsy , she’d rarely hop up on stage surrounded by their peers. a laugh escaped as she ushered him to sing with her . he wasn’t a stranger to singing -- but in public ? that’s only happened maybe twice so far. “ alright , chica. what are we singing ? “ 

[retrcgold]

Text || Tony 🔧

Betty: Thought of the day : If a certain someone were to ever go missing, count me out of trying to help find them.

Betty: That's all.

Tony: 5 am thoughts ?

Tony: Isn't that part of your job description ? Being in the FBI and all ?

Tony: And who are we talking about ?

[retrcgold]

livevvire​:

clay didn’t sleep well himself, so maybe he was quicker to look at the signs of tony having a fitful rest. thing was, he was meant to stay over with him, but clay hadn’t quite been able to settle down. he’d already been up when he heard a slight murmur coming from tony’s direction. he shook his arm carefully, when the man finally roused from his sleep. “you tell me.” he muttered quietly, concern coloring his words. “what were you dreaming about?”

it was a  horrific sight, a sick and twisted version of reality. iron bars, hands and feet in chains, THE WALLS CLOSING IN.  remaining silent is his greatest flaw : no one could see the crumbling demeanor. except that isn’t true , not with clay beside him now to bear witness to the onslaught of tumultuous thoughts. it felt like a power play between what he should say and what he shouldn’t.  ❝ just the same thing as always..  ❞ is his automatic response; even if he did speak to clay about his transgressions-- it left him at unease.  but he’s let clay in more and more into the life that he’s kept buried beneath the soil. or at least -- he tried.  however there is an unidentified line between them that perhaps only tony could see. maybe it’s because he didn’t know what to make of the situation presented to him in the last week of freedom from the hospital.  ❝ how long was i out for ?? ❞ he couldn’t recall finally falling victim to sleep -- but it would have been a gem if he could have stayed that way.  

[klumidge-deactivated20210729]

@retrcgold​

although she had just shut down the bar which meant it was late at night ( or early in the morning, depending on how you looked at it ), Midge had no worries about going to Tony’s at that hour. knowing he would forgive her if he was asleep, or at least, hoping that he would, she knocked roughly on his door a few times. “Tony! open up so I can kick you out of your own bed,” she half-teased, checking the knob herself to see if it was open.

[retrcgold]

the truth is : he couldn’t stay asleep for anything. maybe the probability would have been significantly greater if he weren’t alone. something he wouldn’t necessarily confess despite the tired aphotic gaze that he adopted over time. it wore it commonly when the twist of events occurred many years ago. stretching himself thin while running the family business while the rest of his family no longer resided in riverdale. it was under no fault of their own, in fact he insisted upon it so that it carried out beyond it’s original expiration date. he practically grew up in the shop -- it brought out fond memories as well as some he’d rather forget. his gaze lifted to the door and his brows narrowed until he heard the familiar and persistent demand from the other side of the door. all he could do is wear a fond smile. rising from the edge of his bed to drift towards the door , unlocking it to see MIDGE KLUMP. “ i’m surprised you didn’t try to kick the door down this time , i guess i should say thank you for sparing me the damage repair. “ his words wore teasing as he stepped away so she could come in. “ are you okay ? or is this one of your check ins. “ there’s a playful exasperation in the second suggestion. “ it’s always good to see you, pidge.  “ the nickname slipped , it’s always been something he’s always called her, no one else had to understand it. 

[retrcgold]

FMK: Diego, Clay, Bambi

Fucking love ... diego ?  my brother ??  of course i do. 

Marry - Clay, no doubt.

Kill - that’s a little extreme , but bambi. 

[retrcgold]

don't hold baaaack/

[chivalrousxhybrid-deactivated20]

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

[gcldenhearted-blog]

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

[retrcgold]

mxmonroe​:

——        ▸▸ she promised herself that she would never go there. after what happened the last time . . the accusations that spewed from his mouth . . there were just too many bad memories. but, she needed to see him, needed to speak to him after all these years to try and make peace. she was just about to enter when she saw the phone smash onto the floor. she watched the breaths leave his body as he tried to control himself. ❝ i . .  ❞ she started, her words seeming to be gone the moment she entered the garage. the tension could be sliced with a dull butter knife. bambi knew better than to stay, especially now . . but a part of her needed that spark of danger. ❝ i was hoping . . you’d make an exception . . ❞ she spoke, glancing down to the ground as she did so. ❝ it’s been . . a few years since we’ve seen each other . . and I just . . ❞ she sighed shifting her weight from foot to foot. ❝ i . . w-was hoping you didn’t hate me still . . ❞

her presence had a way of plucking a very raw chord, and his jaw visibly clenched as aphotic irises landed guardedly upon his ex girlfriend -- and once someone he thought he could trust with his life. there’s no turning back once anyone crosses that bridge. especially where it impacted his family , and even worse , tony was more than just aware of the environment she had to grow up in -- he shadowed that life ,but only to keep his dad off the radar. ❝ if you’re here to try to convince me to forgive you, that’s not how that works, bambi. you don’t get to show up and ask that , when you haven’t given me a reason tonight’s not a good night ,i you need to leave.  ❞ he picked up the shattered phone and slammed it down on the work desk   ❝ i’ll walk you out. ❞ there’s a bite to his tone, having her there triggered an unpleasant feeling that he could never shake. that feeling resided in his gut when he first laid eyes on her at the ghoulie party. where clay’s judgment is something tony believed in , if he were to forgive her - tony wouldn’t be able to follow suit as he normally would. 

[retrcgold]

bettycooperx​:

Betty wasnt’t sure what she was expecting when she walked into Tonys room. When she heard that he had been severely hurt in the fire, she didn’t know how bad that was. But nonetheless, everyone needed a friend to visit them while they were stuck in the hospital. Weather it was from a broken bone or a burn or something way more serious. A smile formed on her lips as he told her she was a sight for sore eyes. They weren’t close, but Betty hated seeing anyone be in pain and especially since this whole thing could have been prevented. She stepped further into the room, setting the cupcakes down on the bed side table he had before she let out a soft chuckle at his commentary. “I’ll see what I can do to put in a good word for you, but those nurses seem strict as hell.” she teased. “I think your best option is to break out of this place. And if you need help, I can so be a distraction so you can sneak past. I think we can make this a plan in less than thirty minutes.” she told him, pulling up a chair to sit on. Betty had planned on staying for a little while to catch up with Tony. 

he knew that betty was important to clay, so that automatically gave him a reason to be more open with getting to know her. comparing the her and jughead , betty seemed to be more on his wavelength, which was something he -- admittedly -- didn’t expect.  but then again , tony wasn’t exactly a social butterfly -- just tended to draw people in -- for some odd reason.  ❝ yeah , their that strictness overrides their friendliness , you probably noticed that already. ❞ the quip left his lips as a half smile formed on his lips.  ❝ how are you holding up ?  ❞ he helped himself to one of the cupcakes , taking it in his hand while he spoke before looking in her direction. 

[despairingfever]

[retrcgold]

@livevvire

[dameronfinn]

I wish I had known, though. Why you cared so much about Hannah. I kept trying to figure it out.

[retrcgold]

@livevvire

[retrcgold]

livevvire​:

“i’m just asking you to… be careful.” his tone became gentler, before nodding. both to himself and to tony. if he was asking him for help and wanted to do it, clay would help. he wasn’t in a position to tell him otherwise when he’d do the same thing if he was in his positions. “i can go out to the front desk and keep them busy. but we have to figure out a way to get the IV out of you without the alarms going off. so either you have to be fast, or just… let me think, for a second.” 

his gaze lingered on clay’s features before letting a sigh cascade from his lips. “ i know , and i will. i promise. “ the tone he had softened a touch as his did too. he always did appreciate that clay cared for his well being as much as he did , and honestly the sentiment is always a hard one to grasp or accept at times. but it was always a work in progress with him , and he knew that clay was aware of that. and tony knew that he could count on him. “ the iv won’t be a problem. “ and he hated how he would know his way around it. “ it’s the ekg that will sound the alarm , but it’ll take they don’t always come in right away... if you don’t want to see this i’d recommend looking away -- “ he gave him a heads up as his hands fumbled with the iv needle. “ can you grab one of those bandaids over there on the counter ? “ 

[retrcgold]

livevvire​:

“but you’re not fine. you were hospitalized for a reason. i’ve been stupid before, tony. don’t forget who’s an expert at escaping hospitals, here.” sarcasm briefly entered his voice. “just…don’t be stupid. some things are urgent. do you think this is urgent enough to go right now?” for once, he was being the voice of reason. go figure. “if you say you’re good, if it’s something you need to do. i’ll help you. but there’ll be shit to deal with after the fact.” 

“ yeah , i haven’t forgotten. “ his tone matched his. “ if i didn’t think i wouldn’t be good , i wouldn’t be telling you right now that I’m well enough to get the hell out of here. “ and being in one place while everything went down made him beyond restless. it left him vulnerable , and that’s something he refused to be. in these moments , tony always had a plan set in his mind.  “ i’ll handle everything when we get to it , trust me. “ he said with an affirmative tone , he knew that it wasn’t going to be a clean break. “ and unlike you , i’m not doing this alone , so there’ll be less of a mess to worry about. all you have to do is keep them distracted. they never actually come in and check when the machines are going off , so you don’t have to worry about that. “ 

[retrcgold]

you look after everyone , but who is looking after you ?

a frown etched on his features. ❝ no one has to look after me , but that doesn’t mean no one is. . ❞ the assumption tugged a buried chord that he smothered away intentionally. he’s always been the type to keep to himself , which has proven to be one of his many flaws. always wanting to keep his problems from submerging because he didn’t like sharing the weight with his loved ones. but lately that has changed , progressively slow -- but still. 

[retrcgold]

What exactly is your relationship with Clay?

a question he didn’t exactly have an answer for.  ❝ uh - ❞ not because he didn’t know where his head was at -- the ball wasn’t in his court. rubbing the back of his neck in a habitual manner to keep his hand busy.  ❝  i’m not the right person to ask , honestly. it’s a work in progress , that’s all i can really say. but overall , he’s my best friend , always has been. i’d trust him with my life.  ❞ 

[retrcgold]

would you rather be dating sweet pea?

❝ why does everyone ask me this ? how long is this going to go on for ?? i don’t feel anything romantic towards the guy , i wouldn’t trade what I have with clay for a date with sweet pea. even if he were interested in guys -- it wouldn’t happen. are you satisfied ? can we let this go now ?❞

[retrcgold]

What is something you wish people would stop talking about already?

❝ not to throw shade at anyone’s kink, but i would love for people to stop asking questions about food play in my relationship. or about robotic fetishes -- is everyone really that bored ?? ❞ there is amusement that compiled with an annoyed tone.