I am Matthew Becket, of Beckett & Co, formerly Beckett & Sons. ... Don't mistake me for my brother. ... It's likely you haven't heard of me - it's my father who stood in the lime light, Richie Beckett, from his high of rebuilding Brighton's West Pier. ... My family's life is a life built on crime, a life we were doing well in. That was until we learnt of more than a few things. 1. The Albanians which moved into town. 2. Dad's quick decline with Alzheimers. 3. My brother, Cal's inability to keep his prick dry. ... So now it's down to me. And this is the deal; atone or die. _______________________________ [[Independent RP blog for The Fear's character Matty Beckett. If you can, please click on the page links, and go from there regarding the rules. Don't have to, but it might help communication. Faceclaim - Harry Lloyd. M!A - irresistibly attracted to Edward Barker I track the tag 'fearfulmattybeckett']] ____________________
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This is because I can't have multiple accounts open at once, so Matty, and another two characters, are going to be sharing this account. Might be confusing at first, but you'll get used to it, hopefully.
It also means I'll actually get around to replying to people.
#ooc#important#simplyemilia#conduitstreetsniper#blueeyessaphirescales#bloodyjimmy#murraynoit#edwardbarker
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Leaning against his car, tapping away at the screen of his phone, he looked up at the familiar voice, smile passing over his face.
"Perfectly fine," he replied, in contrast to the dark rings around his eyes, the pale look to his skin, and not having shaved for a few days.. "Yourself?"
SMS//: I’m outside the station, dick face. - MB
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SMS//: I'm outside the station, dick face. - MB
SMS//: Ed, I’ve had to wear suits for court all week. I’m not going to wear one tonight. - Mb
SMS//:[unsent] I’m not going to wear anything toni-
SMS//: PJs are good, Ed. We can do PJs. - MB
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SMS//: Totally straight platonic slumber party. - MB
SMS//: And if that's true, you're in for a treat. - MB
SMS//: That sounded odd, I'm sorry. - MB
SMS//: Ed, I’ve had to wear suits for court all week. I’m not going to wear one tonight. - Mb
SMS//:[unsent] I’m not going to wear anything toni-
SMS//: PJs are good, Ed. We can do PJs. - MB
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Look at my skills, Clegg. - MB
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SMS//: Ed, I've had to wear suits for court all week. I'm not going to wear one tonight. - Mb
SMS//:[unsent] I'm not going to wear anything toni-
SMS//: PJs are good, Ed. We can do PJs. - MB
SMS//: I don’t take the train. Trains are horrid, so I wouldn’t know. - MB
SMS//: And my Dad’s Scottish, so you have to expect it. Even if I don’t eat it, cooking it I’m good with. - MB
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SMS//: I took the train to Glasgow once when I was 14; ever again. - MB
SMS//: Oh, good. I'll slip into something more comfortable, then. I'd be perfectly happy to rip all of my suits to shreds. - MB
SMS//: I don’t take the train. Trains are horrid, so I wouldn’t know. - MB
SMS//: And my Dad’s Scottish, so you have to expect it. Even if I don’t eat it, cooking it I’m good with. - MB
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SMS//: I know, but strange people, small inescapable space, with overpriced coffee... - MB
SMS//: Half. And I love it, but vegetarian, remember? - MB
SMS//: I don’t take the train. Trains are horrid, so I wouldn’t know. - MB
SMS//: And my Dad’s Scottish, so you have to expect it. Even if I don’t eat it, cooking it I’m good with. - MB
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SMS//: I don't take the train. Trains are horrid, so I wouldn't know. - MB
SMS//: And my Dad's Scottish, so you have to expect it. Even if I don't eat it, cooking it I'm good with. - MB
[text] Awww, poor Matty. -EB
[text] I’m on a train now. You’re picking me up from the station. -EB
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SMS//: Italian food it my speciality. - MB
SMS//: That and haggis. - MB
[text] Awww, poor Matty. -EB
[text] I’m on a train now. You’re picking me up from the station. -EB
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SMS//: Sure, sure. I expected that. - MB
SMS//: I hope you like pasta. - MB
SMS//: [unsent] And candles. - MB
fearfulmattybeckett replied to your post: SMS//: Hey, Ed, can you come over? - MB SMS//: I have an insatiable need to play sweet music with someone. You have a guitar, I have a piano. Let’s… collaborate. - MB
SMS//: But worth it to see your best pal. - MB SMS//: Come on. Surely the idea of collaboration can persuade you? - MB
[text] ….Sure. -EB
[text] Fine. But only because of the scones you made. -EB
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i want a show called Man Vs. Wilde where someone is put in the jungle with oscar wilde and has to survive not only the elements but also wilde’s random attacks and massive ego
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SMS//: Ouch. You make me feel so unwanted. - MB
SMS//: I do so dearly hope that isn't the case. - MB
fearfulmattybeckett replied to your post: SMS//: Hey, Ed, can you come over? - MB SMS//: I have an insatiable need to play sweet music with someone. You have a guitar, I have a piano. Let’s… collaborate. - MB
SMS//: But worth it to see your best pal. - MB SMS//: Come on. Surely the idea of collaboration can persuade you? - MB
[text] ….Sure. -EB
[text] Fine. But only because of the scones you made. -EB
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write a poem for ed
“Edward, oh Edward,
Bring me your D,
If we’re moving too quick,
I’ll just make us tea,
But really, oh really,
For you I do crave,
So give me your D,
All day, every day.”
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