#arroganced

[pistolslinger]

is that a spicy new icon i see :eye:

[wiltedthrone]

incorrect quotes   ,   feat.   @arroganced

[pistolslinger]

"you're my broulmate,,,,,,,, bro <3"

/ / / so . . . about that fahey boy.

     “ — bro. ”  let him show you his whole world, chad.  it’s a mirror, he’s holding it up to your face.  

[wiltedthrone]

♡     ⇢    ﹙   @arroganced​​   ﹚      ﹒      " for what it's worth... i always liked you. "       ;      emotional  prompts     ,      accepting

don’t  panic  she  reminds  herself  though  hands,  rough  and  forceful,  are  wrapped  around  her  neck.  cheeks  puff  out  as  she  wiggles  around  on  the  floor,  trying  to  see  if  he’s  left  an  avenue  of  weakness  to  escape  from                 he  hasn’t.  shit.  locked  in  his  hold,  she’s  trapped  and  he’s  smug,  way  too  smug  for  her  liking.  or  maybe  she’s  just  projecting,  since  he’s  the  one  on  top  of  her  and  literally  looking  down  on  her.  [   don’t  be  weak.  don’t  be  fragile.  and  don’t  fight  from  emotion.  ]

though  she  wasn’t  as  strong  as  him,  she  was  smaller,  quicker  and,  in  her  mind,  smarter.  with  calculated  movements,  she  could  get  herself  out  of  this.  “  that’s  funny,  ”  she  grunts  through  strangled  breaths.  in  seconds,  girl  becomes  a  viper,  moving  swift  and  precise.  in  a  tangle  of  limbs,  she  manages  to  rotate  them  both,  locking  his  dominant  arm  between  her  legs  and  yanking  it  towards  her  chest.  her  hands  lock  tight around  his  wrist,  hips  raise  and  she  pulls,  toying  with  the  idea  of  snapping  his  arm  then  and  there.  “  i  don’t  think  about  you  a  whole  lot,  so  it’s  not  worth  much  to  me.  tap  out  chadwick, ”  she  taunts  in  melodic  octaves,  “  or  i’ll  break  it.  ”

[shehook]

CHAD SAID :       ∗ 25﹕ sender  rolls  their  eyes  at  receiver .

          “   ach ,   that’s a lot of attitude comin’ from someone who’s gotten himself lost again .   ”     with a great sigh ,   she reaches out with barely a glance and takes a firm hold of @arroganced​‘s ear ,   pinched hard and tugging him into the direction of the bridge .   it feels like she’s dealing with cj all over again ,   particularly in her pre-teen monster years  -  sometimes the best motivation comes in the form of a bit of pain and suffering .   harriet ,   whilst tugging the prince along by thumb and forefinger ,   turns the corner and then stops dead in her tracks to fix him with an unimpressed stare .     “   yer lucky i found ye before someone else did ,   they coulda stripped ye naked and left ye in the streets while they sold off yer fancy clothes .   ”

[cindheir]

(    ft.    @arroganced    )          continued  from  here.

❝  oh  my  gooooood.  ❞    no  matter  what  chad  had  to  say  about  her  sweater,  giselle  didn’t  feel  particularly  lucky  at  the  time    [ only  god  knows  why  … ].    taking  yet  another  deep  breath,  the  hundredth  that  evening,  giselle  pushes  chad  away  from  the  horn.    ❝  maybe  that  person  is  a  friend  of  your  client  guy,  ever  thought  of  that?  and  if  that’s  the  case,  then  you’re  definitely  going  to  have  more  luck  at  this.  like,  hundred  percent.  ❞    it  goes  without  saying,  giselle  wasn’t  keen  on  stepping  out  of  the  car  either.  weird  person  out  there  or  not,  she  wasn’t  about  to  ruin  her  more  than  perfect  curls  in  that  terribly  humid  air.    ❝  chad,  aren’t  you  the  older  one?  own  up  to  that  and  go  talk  to  that  weirdo.  ❞

[shehook]

CHAD SAID :     ∗ 83﹕ sender  is  discovered  having  a  panic  attack  by  receiver .    ( could be induced by small spaces ! )

          admittedly ,   she had not liked chad at first .   he was always ending up in places where he shouldn’t be ;   lost on the isle twice over now ,   always ending up in trouble ,   never ending up where he is meant to be .   harriet has little patience in that vein ,   even with those closest to her .   and yet ,   despite herself ,   she finds herself in a situation she had not expected :   turning a corner and finding @arroganced​ curled up on the ground ,   looking pale and rattled .   almost immediately ,   harriet recognizes the behaviour right down to the stuttered breathing and shaking hands  ...  all-too familiar herself ,   an act that is kept behind closed doors so no one can see one’s weakness .

          almost immediately ,   the urge to help rises in her gut ,   ever the helper ,   the involuntarily mother-figure that has to fix everyone’s problems .   even the problems of people she barely knows ,   barely tolerates ;   perhaps she is cursed to care just a little too much all of the time .   regardless ,   she allows the urge to win and shuffles closer ,   dragging worn and torn boots across the cobblestone ,   gathering herself and sitting down on the disgusting ground next to him ,   leaving a decent bit of space in between .   no words can come from her lips yet ;   she just doesn’t quite know what to say to him to make him feel better .

[cindheir]

(    ft.    @arroganced    )          📜  for  an  incorrect  quote  for  our  muses.

giselle  :    what  are  you  planning  to  do?  

chad  :    hey,  now.    "planning"?!    do  you  know  who  you're  talking  to?!