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Rebooted Blog.

notcaptainbritain replied to your post “Thinking of changing my young Roger fc to Bradley James. Which would...”

honestly, I think he'd be a cracking fit. far better than the bloke you've got now.

It’s funny. I like Bradley better but I never used him because he was a bit overexposed at the time to me. Now Dan’s overexposed (and Legion) and I dunno, Bradley definitely is a better fit. No denying that.

#notcaptainbritain #out of power

Also, being followed by straight porn blogs on here is somehow even more disappointing?

#out of power

Thinking of changing my young Roger fc to Bradley James. Which would mean redoing my blog and maybe being here a little bit.

#out of power

notcaptainbritain1deac

Pro: On the list of fuckable Union Jacks, you're the second to last I'd want a go at. Con: Your face, accent, personality, social background. I can go on.

“I’d sooner stick my dick in a vacuum cleaner bag. Probably be more or less the same experience, except it wouldn’t be bitching and moaning about my socioeconomic background while I did it.”

#All things Roger can live with.#save

danewhitman

“I’d love that, actually.”

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“Great. I just have to go get Aston while you clean up a bit.”

#danewhitman

danewhitman

thedestrxyer:

“I’m not sure what to tell you. Perhaps it’s a bit better to take a break before you do any damage. Try and brainstorm the problem?”

“Yeeeeeeeah.” Flops his toolbelt onto the ground with a loud clank and turns to Roger. “You’re right. A break is a great idea.”

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danewhitman:

“Yeeeeeeeah.” Flops his toolbelt onto the ground with a loud clank and turns to Roger. “You’re right. A break is a great idea.”

“I was going to take Aston for a walk, if you’re up for that.”

#danewhitman

danewhitman:

@thedestrxyer

D’you think it’s supposed to do that? I’m not sure it’s supposed to do that.

Why didn’t this thing come with a manual.

“I’m not sure what to tell you. Perhaps it’s a bit better to take a break before you do any damage. Try and brainstorm the problem?”

#danewhitman

xdarkmessiahx:

There it was: the sudden, deep stab of pain in his chest. His breath was driven from his lungs in a gasping wheeze, and his eyes screwed shut. It sunk into his flesh and remained there, sliding easily into the hole that had so recently been emptied of its pain by Roger’s influence on him. This was losing Norbert all over again: the same crippling fear, the helplessness.

“So that’s it, then?” Helmut’s voice remained quiet, but it was definitely edged with a venom he had long thought he had worked out of his system. “I bare my soul to you, and now you’re done with me?” He choked down the inner voice that begged him to shut up before he made things worse. “You don’t want me around anymore to ruin this perfect little world you’re building for yourself?”

“No,” he said calmly, but firmly given the other’s tone. Stepping closer to him, he rested a hand on Helmut’s shoulder and sighed. “No. I don’t do perfect and I don’t trust anyone else to help with my mission to overtake Symkaria. I Just want you to take some time away from me because you’re hurt and I can’t help fix that. I’d love to, I would, but it’s not possible when I’m the reason you’re hurting.”

That said, he let his hand drop away from Helmut’s shoulder, but didn’t move away. He didn’t want to make the other feel as though he was abandoning him any more than he already had since he wasn’t trying to lose his friend over the matter. Not that he thought he had much of a choice, but if Helmut was going to try to work things out, who was he to say no to that?

#xdarkmessiahx

xdarkmessiahx:

“No!” His voice broke as his head snapped upwards to glare at his friend. “That’s not what I want! I want…” Helmut let his head fall back down once again, all aggression suddenly leaving his body. “I-I want to be happy… Roger,” he paused, “you are my happiness. In the time we’ve spent together, you are the reason I wake up in the morning. Not some shit degree, or some project. You. It’s always been you. And Dane… I don’t hate Dane. I can’t. He makes you so happy. But he makes you happy in ways that I wish I could have.”

He ran his fingers roughly through his hair, getting a whiff of what had started this: Roger’s sweatshirt, a cloyingly sweet and painfully familiar scent clinging to his arm, the one he’d slipped on while folding laundry. The mere act of sharing clothing, that shred of normalcy, had brought him and immediately crushes him down with the knowledge that the man that he craved was content with another. “At this point, our happinesses are not compatible.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” As good a place to start as any as he turned his head to look anywhere but at his friend--if he could even still call him that. “I know I made you a bit miserable. Staying here with me and him and I largely ignored it because I didn’t want this to happen. Rather refused to admit it was since I’m not used to being fancied by one man, let alone two.” Taking a deep breath, he looked back at him and shrugged helplessly. “But this isn’t going to work and I’m not going to leave him. He fills a void that was left for too long.”

Not the most helpful of statements, but he was going to have to acknowledge the other’s feelings, he wasn’t going to leave any room for some misguided hope. It would only make things worse than he had allowed it to get. Rubbing at his jaw, Roger let out a heavy sigh, brows drawn together as he tried to think of what else there was to say. “Perhaps, it would be best if we distance ourselves from each other.”

#xdarkmessiahx

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Roger gave a nod of his head as he brushed his fingers along his bottom lip. Part of him refusing to acknowledge that any of this was happening. “Christ, Helmut. You can’t just... say that!” He took a breath to keep his voice from rising yet again. Eyes squeezed shut tight as he could, he let out a frustrated groan. “What would you have me do? Just run away with you? Forget all about Dane and the life we’re trying to set up?”

"It's killing me to see you so happy with him."

Roger didn’t even know what to say to that. Such a blunt admission of pain from one of his only friends was enough to cause conflict inside him where he knew he should only feel outrage that Helmut would even tell him that to his face. Taking a deep breath, he shook his head.

“I love him. Don’t try to make me feel bad about that.”

#xdarkmessiahx