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“ yeah i know . . . ” even he’s not too sure if they’re referring to cody or kenny, either way it doesn’t really matter. he’s tired of them both right now, never not in the line of fire to some stupid fight or being stuck in a lockerroom with tension that you could cut with a knife.

adam feels bad, if he suffers then there’s no way in hell she’s not suffering ten times as bad as he is. “ yeah, that’s okay i get it ” nods along to her words, understands every one of them. who in their right mind would wanna talk to cody when he’s acting like that ? “ well— you can talk to me if you want, i see how he is a lot, i get it ”

he sees it quite a lot — cody’s constant mood swings, more often than not he does fall victim victim to it, but matt and nick probably get it harder so he doesn’t dwell on it. plus, that’s his friend. it feels wrong to hold it against him even when their group is so broken. regardless to his own feelings, he does care for becky. recognises that she probably gets it worst of all being alone with him more than the rest “ he’s always fighting with kenny [ . . . ] i’m sure it’s just stress ” whether adam’s actually sure of that supposed fact or not, he’ll still try and reassure her that everything’s gonna be okay by the end of the night

“ no— course not ” it’s a bold faced lie and he hopes becky won’t notice it. he’s not lying out of badness, only doing it so she hopefully feels a little better about the situation “ don’t worry, we didn’t hear anything. do you wanna talk to him? ”

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“ i don’t think he’d appreciate me talking with you as it is, becky. so i don’t see a problem with this, unless you’re trying to avoid the truth that is ” he loves them both. cody’s one of his best friends, always will be. likes becky too— even if they don’t get along very well, she’s still his girlfriend therefore she’s important to kenny.

though after a million arguments, awkward drives and awkward dinners, kenny’s patience was starting to wear thin between this relationship “ fight? you’re calling this fighting? ” he can’t help but sigh and suck in a sharp breath “ this isn’t just fighting, becky. you’re both down each others throats everyday and for what? when does the stuff you’re fighting over ever actually mean something? ”

✩.        @legacyfiless   , kenny said:        “   why   do   you   insist   on   tearing   each   other   apart   when   you   could   be   so   happy   together?   ”

BECKY   CHEWS   ON   THE   INSIDE   OF   HER   CHEEK   LIKE   IT'LL   HELP   HER   FIND   A   GOOD   ANSWER.        she   knows   things   with   her   and   cody   aren't   perfect        (        it   doesn't   take   a   genius   to   figure   that   out        )        but   she   also   knows   things   with   kenny   aren't   perfect   either,        and   the   last   thing   she   wants   is   to   be   caught   in   the   middle   of   one   of   their   arguments        (        or   start   one   with   cody   herself.        )        she   thinks   on   how   to   answer   the   question,        maybe   for   too   long,        especially   for   the   only   answer   she   can   come   up   with,        ❝    i   don't   think   he'd   appreciate   me   talking   about   that   with   you.    ❞        or   with   anyone,        for   that   matter.        what   happens   between   the   two   of   them   should   stay   between   the   two   of   them        (       probably   more   often   than   it   really   does    !        )        ❝    people   fight,        kenny,        it   happens,        i   don't   understand   why   that's   so   hard   to   wrap   your   head   around    ❞

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hands on hips, nigel

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nigel mcguinness and daniel garcia - dynamite 14/05/25

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hook stands there with his arms crossed over his chest [ . . . ] that usual look on his face as to say ‘ i don’t care ’ he pretends not to with most people around here, doesn’t like showing any sort of vulnerability — nor does he like others knowing that he has a heart and cares for some “ yeah— well, things change ” kris is one of the few he’ll be a little more open with, actually bothers to speak to her unlike his ignorance to everyone else that roams these hallways

“ nothin’ ” he wasn’t exactly lying. hook didn’t know the ins and outs of whatever schemes were going on out there, but what he did know was that it was far too dangerous to be messing around in “ you know how it’s been recently ” and he doesn’t want one of his very few friends to get hurt “ c’mon, kris ”

"don't go. it's safer here." to kris, from hook.

green hues turning back to him, her brows furrowed in confusion. "since when do we care about what's safer?" she questioned curiously, her body doing a half turn toward him. a testament to show how her mind was torn between listening to him, or doing as she'd planned and leaving this room.

for a moment, her rebellious mind had her just about ready to just dash out the door anyways. what was the worst that could happen anyways? okay, don't answer that question. she knew there were millions of answers to weed through before any would even be halfway desirable.

"hook, what do you know that i clearly don't here?" kris questioned sternly, her hand finally falling off the doorknob back to her side as she fully faced the male. her arms soon crossing under her chest as she eyed him seriously. does this mean she wouldn't go? absolutely not. but, clearly she needed to think about it.

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kevin said “ would you be a dear and shut the hell up? ” @hitcritical

stares at him, clearly offended as if the words were just knocked right out of his mouth or something. tama tonga isn't exactly the most quiet person to be stuck hanging around with, in fact he's probably one of the worst options out there " no " he snaps back immediately, almost like it's a challenge to poke the bear until he loses - seems like a fun little way to pass the time of the ongoing show " what are you gonna do, make me? "

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roman said ❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜ @chvmpisms

words cut far deeper than actions to seth, and they have done for several years now. it’s been haunting him since that day he turned on them. there’s a lot of things that he regrets from it, misses how good things once were— even after, there was a couple days here and there when things felt normal again, when it seemed like maybe there is a chance that they could work through this. those moments never actually came, somehow it was years of this. fighting and making up again and again. seth had lost count of how many mornings he woke up next to roman only for them to ignore each other for the next few weeks that followed.

it hurt. yes what he once did was messed up, but acting like there was nothing to talk about between them cut deeper than a knife. for a moment seth was stood there. total disbelief on his face, he didn’t even have the courage in him to spit out some sarcastic comment acting like he doesn’t care. “ you serious? ” he spits out, grabbing romans wrist with a vice grip as to say you’re not walking away from this “ nothing?! you think we’ve got nothing to talk about here? after all that you’ve done for these last few weeks? ”

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prompt ; my  muse  catches  your  muse’s  wrist  before  they  can  leave,  their  grip  tightening  just  slightly . / punkintyre @chvmpisms

out of pure habit he tugs to pull away with a little bit of force behind it. drew turns to look at punk, but won’t make any sort of eye contact. he’s got that look on his face, more disappointed than angry, he wants to go home and he’s tired of always causing problems when they get invited out places.

“ let go ” he’s not as aggressive as he used to be with punk, learned overtime to speak a little more rather than resorting to violence or something stupid like yelling across the place. it seemed like it was nearly impossible for them to do events together, drew always wound up in some form of a fight or argument, getting jealous over someone or taking an innocent look the wrong way. the man had too many enemies

“ please ” he bites down, clenching his jaw after a deep breath, doing anything and everything to keep himself at bay “ i just— leave me be, i want to go back ” it’s not that he wanted to be alone or anything, it’s that he wanted to be as far away from here as possible whether it was with punk or not. at least there be couldn’t cause any more trouble

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he sees it quite a lot — cody’s constant mood swings, more often than not he does fall victim victim to it, but matt and nick probably get it harder so he doesn’t dwell on it. plus, that’s his friend. it feels wrong to hold it against him even when their group is so broken. regardless to his own feelings, he does care for becky. recognises that she probably gets it worst of all being alone with him more than the rest “ he’s always fighting with kenny [ . . . ] i’m sure it’s just stress ” whether adam’s actually sure of that supposed fact or not, he’ll still try and reassure her that everything’s gonna be okay by the end of the night

“ no— course not ” it’s a bold faced lie and he hopes becky won’t notice it. he’s not lying out of badness, only doing it so she hopefully feels a little better about the situation “ don’t worry, we didn’t hear anything. do you wanna talk to him? ”

“ i know, i’m sorry ” he’s a quiet observer of the two of them. always sitting in the back of the car or the bus subjected to whatever kind of mood they’re in that day. more often than not recently cody seemed to be in one of those moods “ no, no. come on ” hangman kneels down and wipes the rest of her tears away, a soft gentle look painted on his face. he feels bad, it’s a rough week of endless fights and he can’t quite imagine what it feels like to be in her position, but it must suck “ he gets like that ” hangman sits down beside becky and remains close, a silent reminder that he’s not going anywhere like the rest of them. he’s always been fairly quiet, more of a follower than a leader. simply shows up and does what he’s told while kenny and cody are at each others necks over something dumb. he might not be in becky’s position but he’ll sure as hell try to understand “ i’m sure he didn’t mean it ”

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“ i know, i’m sorry ” he’s a quiet observer of the two of them. always sitting in the back of the car or the bus subjected to whatever kind of mood they’re in that day. more often than not recently cody seemed to be in one of those moods “ no, no. come on ” hangman kneels down and wipes the rest of her tears away, a soft gentle look painted on his face. he feels bad, it’s a rough week of endless fights and he can’t quite imagine what it feels like to be in her position, but it must suck “ he gets like that ” hangman sits down beside becky and remains close, a silent reminder that he’s not going anywhere like the rest of them. he’s always been fairly quiet, more of a follower than a leader. simply shows up and does what he’s told while kenny and cody are at each others necks over something dumb. he might not be in becky’s position but he’ll sure as hell try to understand “ i’m sure he didn’t mean it ”

☆.        @legacyfiless        ,        hangman   said:        sender   wipes   away   the   receiver’s   falling   tears   with   their   thumb   and   whispers,   “i’m   here." 

BECKY   DOESN'T   HAVE   FUN   COMING   TO   SHOWS   ANYMORE.        what   was   once   a   good   time   to   ignore   her   own   failures   at   work        (        and   otherwise        )        is   now   an   invitation   for   screaming   matches   and   arguments        —        in   dressing   rooms   or   in   front   of   cody's   friends.        it's   not   not   obvious,        and   becky   has   fallen   into   the   cycle   of   tears,        embarrassment,        repeat.        hangman   doesn't   have   to   be   as   nice   as   he's   being,        and   becky   knows   it.        appreciates   it.        will   apologize   over   and   over   for   it.        ❝    sorry,    ❞        reaches   up   to   her   own   face   so   he   doesn't   have   to,        wipes   her   own   tears   away,        ❝    he's   so   damn   mean   today,        i   don't   know   what's   up.    ❞         a   deep   breath   in   to   try   and   compose   herself,        ❝    you   don't   have   to   worry   about   me,        hanger         —        can   go   hang   out   with   them    ❞