#hcrgrove

[hawkinsalibi]

     ❝ 𝙰𝙻𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃  𝙱𝙾𝚈𝚂,  𝙶𝙴𝚃  𝙸𝙽  𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚅𝙰𝙽,  𝚆𝙴'𝚁𝙴  𝙶𝙾𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝚃𝙾  𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚃. ❞  -  𝚁𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁𝚃  𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙱𝙴𝚁𝙶  𝙹𝚄𝙻𝚈  𝟸𝙽𝙳,  𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟻.

[breakthings-archived]

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖; a grunt not audible from the inside as Robbie reaches to fiddle with the window form the outside, managing to get it open. It’s hard for him to see from where he is, standing in his tiptoes to peer in and see if Billy was in there—which he wasn’t ( thank god ), but the Hargrove he was enamoured with was in there instead.

“𝐎𝐨𝐟—𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐚, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐲!” Robbie chimed as he hoisted himself ( none too gracefully ), falling face first into the younger’s bedroom with an equally as un-graceful scream, rolling over onto his back and laying there for a moment before sitting up and rubbing the back of his head, nose wrinkled softly as he looked over at @hcrgrove with a stupid grin on his face. Well, atleast he wasn’t injured, right?

“𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞! 𝐃𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞—𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!” Hands dramatically move to his chest before he fell back once more. He had a reason for seeing his boyfriend other then just seeing him—but now he had to play up the dramatics. It was more fun that way. “𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!”

[breakthings-archived]

@hcrgrove liked for a lyric starter. ( vampire verse. Cancer / My Chemical Romance. )

“𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐈'𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞…'𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮.”

[hellfire010]

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 - @hcrgrove IN AN AU LISTEN TO ME A A A U U U U

⊰ SMASH OR PASS ⊱ ◦ @hcrgrove / @sersumdeorsum

Eyes lit up like a puppy with a brand new toy. If he had a tail, no doubt it’d be wagging frantically, hitting everything around him and bringing his feet off the floor. One, how could he refuse Mikey, who’d melted his icy core down to a mere puddle with all his flirtatious quips? And two, how could Eddie refuse when he was receiving monthly payment to keep the younger’s bed warm? As he sidled up to Mikey, he nearly purred, ❝ Smash. Always. ❞  Until the payments stopped, anyway.

[brokenalibimoved]

@hcrgrove said: ❝  I’m  still  waiting  to  be  knocked  unconscious.  ❞

     The  two  were  sitting  down  in  lawn  chairs  that  were  lazily  circled  around  the  bonfire,  it  was  only  2  A.M.  but  the  rest  of  them  headed  inside,  claiming  that  they  couldn't  really  enjoy  the  weed  if  all  the  smoke  was  blowing  in  various  directions,  always  better  to  hotbox  it.  But  Mikey  and  Kurt  stayed  outside,  the  two  sipping  on  beers  like  there  was  no  tomorrow,  sharing  a  couple  of  laughs  here  and  there.  Kurt  had  just  lit  his  own  cigarette,  a  Marlboro  light  100.  He  leaned  over  as  Mikey  came  closer,  putting  a  cigarette  to  his  lips  and  quickly  lighting  it  before  moving  back  into  his  comfortable  position.  While  Hargrove  was  more  of  a  Marb  red  kind  of  guy,  Kurt  didn't  have  any,  at  least  it  wasn't  Camel  Kools.  

     Then  he  hears  Mikey  say  something  that  if  Kurt  was  sober,  he'd  find  really  stupid,  but  instead  with  his  cross-faded  mind,  he  thought  it  was  hysterical.  ❝  Is  that  you  giving  me  the  greenlight  to  beat  the  dog  shit  out  of  you  Hargrove?  ❞  He  couldn't  help  but  snort  the  second  the  question  finished  falling  from  his  booze  stained  breath.  ❝  I  don't  know  man,  I  think  we  both  got  too  many  fuckin'  issues  for  this  fight  to  be  fair.  ❞  

     He  wasn't  wrong,  nor  was  he  trying  to  be  an  asshole.  Kurt  knew  for  a  fact  the  second  his  fist  met  Mikey’s  cheek  or  vice  versa,  Kurt  would  black  out  and  wouldn't  recall  a  damn  thing.  At  least  when  he's  fighting  while  sober,  he  has  some  form  of  self  awarness.  ❝  If  you  wanna  slap  each  other  around  that  bad,  you  think  you  could  wait  till  we're  sober?  I  don't  wanna  have  to  take  some  responsibility  for  whatever  the  fuck  happens  man.  ❞