#uponaredwheelbarrow

[servingliesarch]

           ❛  Why are you just sitting here in the dark?  ❜   His voice came out of nowhere,  calm as it was,  and Merlin found himself squinting his eyes to see him before finally deciding turn on the light.  As the light turned on,  it was easy to spot that he was no longer clean shaven   ——   having grown out a beard he sported for the majority of time that they’d known each other,  hair too a bit longer as it curled just below his ears.   ❛  I thought maybe I could be nice so I knocked downstairs,  but you didn’t reply,  so I just came in.  ❜     / /     @uponaredwheelbarrow.

[claudiakiincaidarchived]

  ANGELA  MOSS  &  TYRELL  WELLICK  AESTHETICS  /  001.    FT.  UPONAREDWHEELBARROW.

[kiincaidarchived]

    “     DID  YOU  TRY  HIS  ROOM?     it’s  nearly  2pm,  he’s  probably  still  asleep,     ”     angela  said  softly,  not  looking  up  from her  computer  screen  as  she  spoke,  not  even  to  shake  his  hand.     she  knew  of  tyrell,  not  just  from  the  fact  that  he  was  seeing  her  best  friend,  but  he  was  actually  in  some  classes  with  her.     clearly  she  had  not  made  any  impression  before  for  him  to  introduce  himself  and  now  he  only  was  because  he  needed  something  from  her.     pausing  for  a  moment,  she  looked  up  at  him,

    “     i’m  angela,  which  i’m  guessing  you  already  know,     ”

@uponaredwheelbarrow  //  CONTINUED  

[teenhrror-moved]

    “     C’MON  WELLICK,     wake  up.     rise  and  shine,  princess,     ”     with  irving’s  advice  running  through  his  head,  he  was  going  to  attempt  to  be  a  little  nicer.     but  he  also  was  not  going  to  suddenly  change  his  approach  because  he  did  not  want  tyrell  to  suddenly  think  something  was     WRONG     .     he  needed  to  be  careful,     do  not  get  attached     ,  getting  attached  made  things  difficult  and  he  would  struggle  to  get  what  needed  to  be  done.     however,  he  couldn’t  help  it  because  the  story  was  out  there,  he  knew  about  tyrell  wellick’s  child  and  he  couldn’t  help  but  wonder  what  was  going  to  happen  after  the  job  was  done?

    moving  to  open  the  curtains,  he  smirked  slightly  as  he  let  the  fall  sunshine  pour  into  the  room,     “     i’ve  got  a  coffee  and  painkillers  for  the  hangover  you  likely  have     .     .     .     and  ‘cause  i  am  just  absolutely  fuckin’  charming,  i  made  you  breakfast  too,     ”     okay  maybe  he  had  changed  his  approach  a  little,  but  he  was  still  going  to  keep  that  wall  up,  keep  that  distance  between  them  because  if  he  had  to  complete  this  job,  then  he  would  need  that  distance  or  it  would     BREAK     him  apart.     one  thing  he  prided  himself  on  was  his  low  fail  rate  when  it  came  to  jobs,  but  right  now  he  hated  that  he  had  such  successes,     “     c’mon,  time  to  start  the  day,     ”

@uponaredwheelbarrow​  //  STARTER CALL : ACCEPTING  

[heykiiddomoved]

    IT  WASN’T  LIKE  HE  HADN’T  CAUGHT  TYRELL  IN  MESSY  SITUATIONS  BEFORE,     but  this  was  different,  this  was  clearly  an  emotional  breakdown  and  when  it  came  to  emotions,  they  were  never  robot’s  strong  point.     he  could  handle  elliot’s  because  elliot’s  emotions  were  his  emotions  to  a  certain  extent.     but  he  was  not  going  to  leave,  despite  the  fact  that  he  told  to  go.     something  kept  him  stood  there,  looking  at  him  and  just     WANTING     to  do  something  to  make  him  feel  better.     was  this  because  of  him?     was  this  because  of  elliot?     or  had  something  else  happened?     was  tyrell  finally  breaking  apart  and  shattering  into  a  thousand  pieces?     and  why  did  that  feel  like  the     WORST     thing  that  could  happen  right  now?     he  needed  him,  in  what  way?     he  wasn’t  sure  yet  but  one  thing  he  knew  for  sure  was  that  robot     NEEDED     tyrell  wellick.

    taking  a  deep  breath,  he  looked  towards  the  exit  for  a  moment,  maybe  leaving  was  his  best  choice.     but  he  didn’t  move.     looking  back  at  tyrell,  he  moved  slowly,  unsure  if  that  was  exactly  what  he  wanted  but  hell,  he  was  ready  to  take  anything  tyrell  threw  him  at.     he  had  taken  worse  and  he  would  continue  to  take  worse  so  that  elliot  didn’t  have  to.     but  right  now,  elliot  wasn’t  even  a  concern  for  him.     tongue  darting  across  his  lips  as  he  sat  down  beside  him,  shoulder  brushing  his  but  he  made  no  other  move  for  any  kind  of  contact.     what  did  tyrell  expect?     some  sarcastic  comment  that  would  only  make  things  worse?     he  wasn’t  even  sure  what  was  the  best  way  to  handle  this,  but  fuck,  he  was  going  to  try,     “     what  happened?     and     DON’T     say  nothing,  ‘cause  that  would  be  bullshit  and  you  wouldn’t  be  in  this  state  over  nothing.     something  happened  to  make  you  crumble  and  i  never  thought  i’d  see  that,     ”     he  admitted,  glancing  at  him  for  a  moment  before  looking  down  at  his  hands,     “     you  are  one  of  the     STRONGEST     people  i  know,     ”

@uponaredwheelbarrow  //  CONTINUED  

[malwxre]

@uponaredwheelbarrow liked this for a starter

“You ever think we shouldn’t have done this?” He shouldn’t ask really, Tyrell would only tell him something he didn’t want to hear. Maybe something about HIM, how he didn’t know who the real Elliot was. At least they had something in common. What had HE seen in Tyrell to lure him into this? His connections? He might be a rich executive but with the right push, the right plan. But something had gone wrong, something always did and now the world was fucked. They’d fucked it. And it had only taken a few lines of code, kind of pathetic when he thought about it. 

You ever wonder about that displacement of guilt problem you got kiddo?

He closed his eyes, count to ten, breath in and out like Krista said and HE will be gone. It’s bull and he knew it but he did it anyway, counting slowly. When I open my eyes HE will be gone. He opened them, HE was still there, examine the liquor cabinet. Sorry dude, no appletinis today. 

You said we, at least have the decency to admit this was mostly your fault. 

He wouldn’t. 

[amidalc]

@uponaredwheelbarrow​​ ♥’d for a starter ( sc )

                       SHE   IS   AWKWARD,       IT’S   EVIDENT   FROM   THE   LOOK   ON   ETHCED   UPON   HER   CHERUBIC   FACE,       the slight jittery edge to her voice as she speaks.       more awkward than she has ever been around   HER   FORMER   roommate.       she cared a great deal for tyrell,       despite the peculiarity of their friendship.       but then again,       neither of them them had ever been   THE   TRADITIONAL   TYPE   in the first place. 

                                 “   I   MET   SOMEONE   ——   &&   I   THINK   HE’S   THE   ONE.   “

[teenhrrorarchived-blog]

    “     FUCKING  HELL,     do  you  actually  ever  stop  complaining?     you  lost  people,  so  what?     everyone  loses  people  and  it’s  always  in  ways  out  of  control.     get  the  fuck  over  it  or  it  will     DESTROY     you,     ”

@uponaredwheelbarrow  //  STARTER  CALL  :  ACCEPTING