#riotish

[huedskyss]

“do you ever wonder what would have happened if we hadn’t met?” — for matthew/carly

“ do you ever wonder what would have happened if we hadn’t met ? ”

multiple things. he wouldn’t have met his number one supporter ( besides his parents ), he wouldn’t have met the girl he spent most of his free time with, when he wasn’t kicking a ball down a field. he wouldn’t have met the love of his life. but those are compliments ; they’re fighting right now, he’s not gonna be nice to her when she’s the reason they’re even having this conversation. 

‘ you wouldn’t have had the chance to cheat on me, that’s for sure. ’ 

his tone is calculated, body facing away from her as he spoke. yes, his words are harsh. harsh, but true. he’s never the type to lie through his teeth. withhold the truth about what was bothering him, of course. but allowing false words to slip through his mouth ? never. he’s far too nice to mention the things that bother him, especially when they concerned people he loved. 

‘ i wouldn’t have to have this conversation with you. ’

he could go on for as long as he wanted. but he wasn’t going to. no matter how angry he was at her, there would always be a line he wouldn’t cross. instead, he got up from seat and stifled a yawn.

‘ it’s late. got an early practice in the morning. ’ he mumbled, leaving the room without saying another word. he didn’t have much to say, anyway.

[spilledinkisms]

@riotish​ | based on THIS:

   standing in front of the stove as she cooked, gigi was humming to herself as she went about making breakfast for her and jordan, knowing the smell of the food would soon wake him from his slumber. clad in nothing but his t-shirt the petite girl moved around the kitchen as she got things ready for them, making sure it was all perfect. every so often she would go over to her little ashtray and pick up the blunt sitting there to take a hit from it, an untouched one sitting beside it for when jordan finally came into the kitchen.

[huedskyss]

she’s half laughing at something hilarious her friend was yelling, half focusing on grasping the bar counter so she doesn’t fall flat on her face. her dress ( which leaves little to the imagination up top ) wouldn’t provide much coverage if she did. the inebriated female doesn't get drunk often — but when she does, she gets drunk off her ass. she's barely paying attention to the bartender in front of her, instead laughing at everything that’s the least bit funny. ‘ let me get a long island ice tea — more tequila. and gabriel, ’ she pointed him out to the bartender, giving the male a little wave. she focuses on the bartender long enough to catch sight of who it was, her features feigning surprise. ‘ he wants — asher ? what're you doing here ? ’ the look of disbelief is soon replaced with a smile and she almost forgets about the drinks. ‘ look, i got a new dress ! ’ she gives him a little spin after stepping away from the counter, letting out a giggle when she early falls over. ‘ my bad- hey, i still want my drink, so does gabriel. ’ @riotish

[thewiire]

( @riotish ) 

      ❝ i don't see what the big idea is. ❞ he states. it was three in the morning and he was tired as fuck. he really didn't feel like dealing with this shit either. ❝ so what i went to the strip club? i wasn't alone. it's not that big of a deal, babe. it's not like i was bringin' shawty home to fuck 'em or whatever. ❞

[solitudeds-blog]

HEY LOSERRR!!

my dutch loser ILY and everything we have going on!! 

[huedskyss]

“ you’re mine. you hear me? ” for charleigh

“ you’re mine. you hear me? ”

they’re barely out the front door of her best friend’s house and she’s already yelling at him. ‘ you probably broke that guy’s nose because you don’t know how to use your words say, ‘ charleigh, stop. ’ that was so unnecessary. ’ she’s talking about the guy asher just punched the shit out of.‘ you had no right to do that. ’ she also didn’t have the right to go kiss some guy because her boyfriend wasn’t there, but she could only manage one fight at a time. for some reason, the anger and annoyance in her voice makes asher freeze. or maybe, he wanted her to stop. she doesn’t know. charleigh doesn’t notice until she nearly runs into him. 

“ you’re mine. you hear me? ”

the look in his eyes makes her wonder what he really means. only then she realizes how chilly it is outside in her short, thin dress. she doesn’t question it or him. crossing her arms against her chest, she stares back at him. the brunette doesn’t push it, she just wants to go home ( and get yelled at for kissing that guy ).

‘ i’m all yours. ’

[huedskyss]

“ i thought you only had eyes for me ” for matthew

“ i thought you only had eyes for me. ”

he’d just come back into the bedroom after brushing his teeth. making his way to his side of the bed, he slipped his shirt off and dropped it to the floor. the exhausted male’s focusing so hard on going to sleep that he barely hears the gentle voice behind him. ‘ what ? ’ he mumbles before realizing what she said.  ‘ baby, i do. is this about that girl ? ’ 

there was a girl at the game after party. they taken a few pictures together, talked for a few minutes, and he kissed her. on the cheek. ‘ she was wearing my jersey. that’s pretty cool. ’ playing for a popular united states was bound to create fans, but he’d never seen one wearing his jersey and wanting to see him. so he was excited to talk to her. but from carly’s point of view, it could have looked like more. 

‘ hey, ’ he starts softly, reaching to trace his thumb over her cheek. ‘ i’m with you. ’ he presses his lips to hers once. twice, and once more. the thought of her thinking that he could possibly even glance at another woman when carly was his. ‘ i love you. ’

[thefcllisnowanarchive-blog]

• @riotish --

Her knuckles began to ache from knocking, and the longer she stood outside, the longer her pride diminished until ultimately, it was nothing. A huff escapes Katya’s lips as she leans against the screen door, covering her face to catch whatever tears still fell before retrying the buzzer to his apartment -- again. If she had anywhere else to go, she would’ve left by now, but he’s just about all she’s got left that won’t turn her away. Tough love. “--Unless you want me to sleep out on your doorstep, can you please let me in right now..?”