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andythane:

ANDY.

Andy and Todd’s relationship had improved significantly over the last few months, having managed to come back from the brink. (Something Andy hadn’t been entirely confident would happen) Though, there was still a bit of unspoken tension that would find him every now and again — He tried not to spiral into his own anxieties and guilt, having to remind himself of the truth each time he got himself worked up. A brow arches as the younger man asks for help, honestly a bit surprised he hadn’t come to Andy earlier — Todd was a good kid, but he had a long way to go when it came to knowing how to fix a car. Andy gave a nod, following Todd’s lead. Giving him a skeptical look, Andy’s eyes narrow. “Do I even wanna know?” He finds himself asking, knowing with Todd that’s probably some ridiculous story attached to the explanation.

"Do you wanna know?” He asked back, wondering what Andy would think of the stick and poke on him. But it wasn’t like he didn’t have tattoos as well. “It’s a sun. It’s got a horizon and everything. Angel did it at her place. Well, she lives with Finn and Adrian, so their place.” He wasn’t sure why he was explaining that but he didn’t know if it was common knowledge. “But it’s takin’ a little bit to heal. You know when it’s in that itchy stage? But like also hurts? That’s it right now.” He realized he was rambling, so he stopped and looked at the older man, “So you gonna help me with that car or?”

#{ conversation }#{ andythane }

rothane:

ROWAN.

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“Just gotta give it time,” Rowan repeats what she’d been telling Todd for the better part of the year, knowing that at the end of the day that is the only thing that is going to make any of this any better. She and Andy have already had words as far as his treatment of Todd goes, but there isn’t much else she can do — he just needs to find a way to work through it. “He’s gettin’ better, right?” At least, to her it seems that way but maybe she’s just been blind to the truth, it wouldn’t be the first time. She hums a little when Todd explains who Angel is though it doesn’t make much of a different. Rowan can put a face to a name and she remembers meeting her in the hospital for all of two hours, but that’s about it and despite the fact that Todd apparently spends a lot of time with her, it isn’t like she keeps tabs on who his friends are. However, she makes a mental note to ask around about her, but she isn’t about to tell Todd that. “The worst thing she can do is say no — even if she doesn’t feel the same, that doesn’t mean it’ll ruin anything. Just might be a little awkward for a bit, but if y’all are really best friends then a little crush isn’t goin’ to fuck it up.”

“Definitely. He’s just bein’ Pops now. Good ole angsty Pops.” Which was a big improvement, considering where their relationship had been. “I showed him my new tat. Did I show you? Do you wanna see?” He knew that sometimes ignorance was bliss when it came to kids and their tattoos, even if Rowan technically wasn’t his real mom. “Angel did it.” It was just a simple poke and stick, he definitely had more complicated ones. “It’s not like you and Pops where everyone can see you like each other and it was probably obvious even before then. It’s like we’re friends. And I like her. I doubt she likes me. I know I’m not a kid anymore, but that rejection, it still scares me no matter what age.”

#{ conversation }#{ rothane }

angelway:

ANGEL.

Comfy is certainly one way to put it. “Uh yeah, I’m good,” Angel quickly nods, her nervousness giving way to giggles as she smiles down at Todd. She can feel it, the warm rush of color flushing her cheeks. It couldn’t be more embarrassing or cruel. But she pulls herself together, even if she struggles to, and gets to work. She sprays her paper towel with the soapy solution she made prior to him coming over, wiping the spot where she prepares to ink his skin. And so she pops the top off of the marker and begins drawing her line work. A simple sun, peeking over an even simpler horizon. Keep your face to the sunshine, and you will never see the shadows, she thinks to herself. It’s what her grandma used to say, and where her grandma got that, Angel has no idea. It just seems appropriate, deciding on this design. Todd, as cliche as it is, is her sun. And when she’s with him, there are no shadows. But the sentiment goes unsaid as she finishes drawing the lines and smears them with vaseline, focusing on keeping a steady breath so as to not reveal the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. “You good?” Angel asks in the same moment she lifts herself a little and leans forward, reaching across Todd to grab the makeshift tattooing needle from her nightstand. Dipping it into the ink once, twice, and then a third time for good measure, she falls back into the original position of being perched on his lap. Taking a deep breath, Angel leans in, getting a little closer to her canvas, to him, and then finally, she brings the needle down into his skin and begins tracing her doodle. “I swear I’m gonna stop asking, but is this okay? Not like too painful or anything?” She chuckles a little, still incredibly focused on tattooing him. Ironically while she sticks and pokes him repeatedly with a needle, the last thing she ever wants to do is hurt him.

He is trying his best to be as still as possible, though it’s hard when all he wants to do is look at her concentrating on the sun. “I’m good, I promise.” He confirmed, giving her a nod. “Not too painful but I’m definitely feeling it.” As was expecting with a stick and poke. “Don’t worry about me, do your thing. I like watching you do your thing.” It was hard to explain, watching someone you liked while they worked on you. It was like she was only paying attention to him and what she was doing. He was honored. Why him? Why did she like to hang with him out of all people? What did he do to deserve that? He knew this was going to be a while, considering the fact that she was going to have to go over the lines a ton of times. “It looks sick. It looks sick so far. Anyone ever tell you’re talented with a needle? I mean, tattoo needle.” That was one of those things where maybe he should’ve bit his tongue.

#{ conversation }#{ angelway }

adrianhcndrix:

ADRIAN.

starter: @toddcardoso location: o’connor-hendrix residence

When Adrian hears footsteps on the hardwood stairs, he’s thankful that he’s taken to putting on a shirt and gym shorts when he comes downstairs in the middle of the night. Adapting to living with someone who isn’t used to seeing him mostly naked had been an adjustment that he was happy to make for the person he expects to see at the landing of the stairs in front of him.

“Sneaking out?” Adrian smirks at the prospect. He throws back a few Aspirin for the nagging headache he’s had all night and chases it with a drink of water from the sink. It amused him how much he felt, in that moment, like the father of a teenager. Of course, Angel and Todd are both adults and her friends are free to come and go as they please. “Didn’t even realize you were still here.”

He figured he should be getting home, considering the fact that it was now two in the morning. And it was probably a bad look to overstay his welcome with Angel. He didn’t know if she’d want him to stay or not, but he figured better safe than sorry. “Shit,” He whispered, pausing in his tracks as he looked at Adrian. “I didn’t see you there, man.” Honestly, he was too caught up in his own thoughts to be taking a good look at his surroundings. “Scared the crap outta me.” He forgot that Angel was now living with Adrian and Finn, even though it was their place. “Yeah, I fell asleep. Nothin’ like getting a new tat and falling asleep afterwards from the adrenaline wearing off.” He pointed towards where his new ink was, though it was now wrapped. “What are you doing up?”

#{ conversation }#{ adrianhcndrix }

@finnoconnor

Primordial Clubhouse

“Engaged, huh? So how does that feel?” He knew Finn wasn’t the most open guy in the world but he figured that he’d at least talk to him about it. Olympus was a small town, word traveled fast. Even more so when it was someone in the Club. He hadn’t really been in a relationship before to begin with so it was hard to imagine even being engaged to someone. “How’d you do it?”

#{ conversation }#{ finnoconnor }

@andythane

Thane Auto Shop

Todd’s favorite part of the day, well one of them, was when he got to watch Andy actually work. Andy was good at a lot of things; being a dad, helping run a club, and mechanic was also on his resume. It was one of the many reasons that he looked up to him, Andy was a well rounded guy. Todd, on the other hand, wasn’t good at much. Or at least he felt like he wasn’t good at anything. So with Todd working on this car, that he probably shouldn’t have been working on alone, he was looking to grab Andy and get his help. That was if Andy wanted to give it, of course. Yeah, they were working on their relationship but he knew it was never going to be the same. Honestly, he still replayed that night over and over in his head. Except when he replayed it, he didn’t allow Rowan to allow him to go home and leave her. It was his fault. It would always be his fault. “I was gonna ask you to help me start this car, Pops. I just need you to turn they key so I can look at how the brake fluid’s reactin’.” He could probably do it himself but he figured it would be good bonding or something. “My new tat kinda makes it uncomfortable to sit down.” Yeah, he had gotten a new one. No, it didn’t hurt that much.

#{ andythane }#{ conversation }

What makes you a good fit for the club? What do you have to offer?

“I never really thought about that before. I don't really know what I offer besides hands. And not in a dirty way, just like, it’s nice to have an extra set of hands. I’m loyal, I do what I’m told, and I can’t really imagine doing anything else with my life.”

#{ honesty hour }

What would you consider the worst part of yourself? What's the best?

"The best part about myself is the fact that I have a supportive family through Rowan and Andy. I really don’t know the worst part about myself. I talk a lot? I don’t know.”

#{ honesty hour }

remicastillo:

REMI.

OPEN STARTER ;

She had been staring at the aisle with the Christmas decorations for a solid ten minutes now, sometimes reaching to buy something but then hesitating and returning her hand to her empty basket. Remi had been tasked with buying new Christmas decorations for the kids ward at the hospital but she was suddenly having a crisis over what to buy. “Hey-” her gaze didn’t flinch from the decorations but she could see a figure nearby in the corner of her eye. “How soon is too soon to put up Christmas decorations? And how thin is the line between cute and tacky? How do I know what’s cute and what’s tacky? What if all the kids at work hate it and have an awful Christmas? Oh my god,” she reached a hand to her forehead. “I am spiralling.”

It had been a while since he went shopping for the basics and it was well overdue when he got there. He didn’t make a list, however, and always had to go down every single aisle to remind himself of what he needed. It was why he ended up in the now Christmas aisle with Remi also looking at decorations. “Depends on the person.” He said with a shrug, “I think you should get any of the inflatables. Don’t kids love inflatables? And then those lights. You can never go wrong with Christmas lights.”

#//this has been in my drafts for fivever #i'm sorry #{ remicastillo }#{ conversation }

rothane:

ROWAN.

♣️

A scoff passes her lips, shooting Todd a look of humored disbelief. “That excuse only worked when you were a kid. You’ve had like fifteen years of me and Andy bossin’ you around and tellin’ you to share your things.” Or at least, of Ro. She’d started babysitting Todd when he was a little kid and she was in high school and before long Andy had begun tagging along with her to his house on weekends so they could spend time together. It hadn’t taken long for the three of them to get close, eventually forming into the family unit that they still are today even if things have been tense this year. “You should know that he isn’t always in a shitty mood,” she points out with a tilt of her head. “Bet you could get him to use the monster voice he used to do when you were a kid if you asked real nice,” she laughs, though she’s not entirely sure that he could. It’d be funny to see him try, though. She blinks for a moment, brows furrowing in confusion. “Angel?” She repeats the name, cycling through a mental list of faces trying to figure out who that even is because the way Todd says it implies that she should know. A brief memory clicks into place, remembering treating Angel at the hospital once before but honestly…. she doesn’t remember much about the woman. “I don’t really know who that is to be honest,” she admits with a scrunch of her nose and makes a mental note to dig into Angel a little more. “She’d be dumb not to like you, though.”

"Thank God for the two of y’all or else I probably really wouldn’t be sharing with anyone. You and Pops taught me so much stuff growing up. I really don’t know where I’d be without you or him.” That was why it was so hard to have Andy mad at him, or disappointed in him. “I know he isn’t in a shitty mood around the people he likes. Like you and the kids and some people in the Club. I just wish I could do more to get him to forgive me.” He knew that him and Andy were both putting in effort but it was still hard. He couldn’t help but smirk when Rowan mentioned that she didn’t know who Angel was. “I guess I need to update you on my life more then, ma. I hang with her a lot. If I’m not with you guys, I’m usually with her. I mean, we’re dumb together so who knows if she actually does like me? It’s not like she’s really made any moves on me. And she’s like my best friend. I can’t ruin that.”

#{ conversation }#{ rothane }

angelway:

ANGEL.

Okay, so Todd’s shirtless on her bed. Curiously, she let her eyes drift a little, only for a split second before bringing them back up to his face. Goddamnit. In this moment, Angel desperately wishes she could be the kind of girl who’s sexy and flirty, who could see and use this as an opportunity to make a move and go after what she wants so badly. But she’s not that kind of girl, and she doesn’t know how the hell she’s going to survive this. Instead, she feels a juvenile sort of embarrassment that would be endearing if it wasn’t so painful. What’s worse is that if her feelings for him weren’t obvious before, they’re about to get real fucking obvious now. But their friendship, she reminds herself. She can’t do anything to ruin this friendship. It’s too important to her, and so she tries to suck it up and pull herself together. “A surprise,” Angel says with a nervous smile, her heart beating too fast in her chest. “I’m gonna have to-” Her words sort of trail off, leaving her feeling like she’s going to blackout at any second. But she can’t think about it. She just has to do it. And so she climbs into her bed with her supplies in hand, throwing a leg across Todd’s hips and straddling him. Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god. “Is this okay?” Angel asks, looking down at him still very much shirtless beneath her. “Because like where you want the tattoo, it’s like hard for me to reach it without it being awkward, but you can totally pick another spot for me to do it if you want,” She explains, the words quickly rushing out of her.

He forgot what they were doing for a moment until she started speaking again. Maybe it was the fact that he was getting lost in her eyes. Or the fact that they were so close. Whatever it was, he liked it. “Can’t go wrong with a surprise tattoo.” He said excitedly, though he was still focused on her. And then she was straddling him and he was caught off guard but in a good way. Was this? Did he like her? Yep, yes he did. “It’s totally fine. I mean you gotta do what you gotta do for that tattoo, right? And I’m not gonna be the last person to probably get it in this spot so.” He tried to justify that this was normal, that the way he was feeling was normal. “Are you comfy enough?”

#{ conversation }#{ angelway }

How does it feel to have been unofficially adopted by Rowan and Andy? Do you think it made your life better or worse?

“Better, without a doubt. I owe virtually everything to them. It’s cause of the two of them that I know what it’s like to have family. I think that without Rowan, I would’ve burnt down my house when I was little and without Pops, I’m not sure I would’ve been been prospecting.”

#{ honesty hour }

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#{ visage }

Has your relationship with Andy gotten any better in the last few months?

“We're working on it. It hasn’t gotten any worse, at least but I wouldn’t say it’s gotten better either. I don’t know, I haven’t been keeping track. I’ve just been trying to be there for Pops when he’ll let me. Everything’s gonna take time.”

#{ honesty hour }

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#{ instagram }#{ angelway }

Describe a dream you’ve had that’s always stuck with you.

"I really don’t remember my dreams especially after a while. But I do remember peeing in a toilet in a closet in my dream and then I thought that I peed in my bed but I didn’t.”

#{ honesty hour }

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