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well, if boss did have a strained relationship with his family, although he clearly doesn't, he would still have a great crew and lots of cool pals to make up for it (^∇^)

"...Thank you, Aki. I am fine. If I couldn't handle it, I'd just leave. It's fine, my family's... fine. I can learn to appreciate where I am now."

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Don’t worry jusie I would never hug you

"...I wasn't worried. But good, you're one of the last people I'd let hug me anyways."

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You deserved whatever they did.

"...I." He sighed, clearing his throat. "I might, yes. But only they can decide that, and they aren't here right now. If they were, I'd fear for their safety, really."

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If you casually mention your poor relationship with your family, you will be subjected to hugs. This is your only warning.

"... I have a perfect and healthy relationship with my family, they have never harmed me whatsoever."

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happy father's day

"...Thanks? Why are you telling me this? I'm not a father, I don't even like my father."

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(here's to hoping me checking out one (1) whole musical that isn't even actually a musical and more of a concept musical. like. it doesn't have a stage show. does not kill mouthwashing off again) (that's always the gamble with new interests it's like. are you gonna smite my old ones off. what. certain musical with epic in the name if you are curious. nobody asked but I care and i think it is cool. ok that's my update so if i randomly disappear again blame the funny greek god guys)

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(hey guys just wanna say. um. i'm probably not fully set on curly's name being orion, even if it is canon. i get it'll probably get confusing Really quick if i do this but it'll probably switch between orion and grant on occasion, i was just testing orion out for a moment, not important at all, just wanted to let you know)

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[🌊 When was the last time they cried? Timeline: Past.] "No- no, no..." They can't, they can't. He won't go anywhere, he won't let them turn him in, they weren't meant to find out!

He wasn't meant to be alive right now. That should of killed him, why did he live. Damn it, they couldn't just work quicker?! Curly. Curly he needed to find him. He needed to run away, he could never come back 'home'. So he did. When they took their eyes off him for long enough, he ran away, sneaking out of one of the many windows. They wanted an excuse to get rid of him, he finally gave them one. He was running for what felt like ages, trying to keep it together. He could hardly breathe, he was barely even recovered from his attempt. That was stupid, why did he ever think that was a good idea? He was just tired of his household. His legs hurt, his throat stung, he felt dehydrated, he could've sworn he tasted blood. His legs were weak. He felt like he could pass out at any second. He was stumbling, and it was a miracle he hasn't fallen over yet. "Curly-!" He coughed violently, knocking on Curly's door aggressively and immediately clinging onto him for support when he opened it. He felt safer now, at least ever so slightly. "Jim?! Talk to me- what- let's get you inside, okay. Do I need to call a doctor? What the fuck happened?!" Jimmy looked half dead, in his perspective anyways. His breathing was hindered a concerning amount. He felt so cold, yet he felt so hot. If Curly lived any further away he might've not been able to get here in time. "...Parents- ...pills.." Lying even when he might as well be on his deathbed. He was shaking. Was Curly... Curly was crying. For him. He was concerned, he... truly cared about him. He could go into a coma here or worse, die, if he wasn't sent to a hospital. He didn't bother to say what he actually did. If they asked questions, Curly could give them that vague answer. He didn't want him to worry anymore. Curly wiped a stray tear off Jimmy's face, one he didn't even know he had. Just... how much had he been crying through his pain? Was it really that bad? Jimmy couldn't hear Curly well anymore, he was blurred. Maybe he would die here. Maybe... it's for the best. He went limp in Curly's grasp, Curly frantically had to tighten his hold as to not let his friend fall to the floor. He needed to contact someone, quick. He didn't care about the consequences right now. "Shit shit shit shit..." He nearly broke down then and there. No, he had to get Jimmy out of this alive, he was his friend. He had to try. Jimmy was breathing, albeit slowly. He had a chance. A chance to live, a chance at life.

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[🧩What’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit? Timeline: Future.] "They were right."

He collapsed to his knees, putting his face into his hands. As if he wasn't just hallucinating again. No, the pain he caused others was so much realer than this. Their deaths were real. He only wanted to get rid of one, he didn't mean for it to spiral like this. He wasn't qualified for the captain role nearly as much as Curly was. He hated him. But he loved him, obsessed over him. He couldn't even... tell what was happening anymore. He was disorienting himself, he felt like he should be dead by now. He shouldn't be getting away with this. He didn't know how he was. Why'd it always lead back to him feeling sick? He should feel bad about what he's done, but why can't he? He didn't know them that well. It was unfortunate, but a guy's gotta save his own skin, surely they'd understand that? Anya hardly got a thought in his head. He didn't even spare her a second glance most of the time. He's had his moments, but it was for the better. So then... why didn't things get better? She told on him, didn't she? That's why it spiraled. Her fault. It was her fucking fault Curly ended up like this, it was her fault the others had gotten hurt. Her. Her. Her. She ruined his life. There was only one worth saving now, and Jimmy wasn't sure if he could get through it properly. ...Might as well take a parting gift, right? Not like they'll ever see each other again. Curly's lived this long, he'll be fine. Just a bit longer together. Hearing Curly's voice, even if all Jimmy could do was pretend it was there, hearing him breathe close for one last time. He'd have dinner together with him, just like old times. He'd forgive his dearest friend. Curly always shared his food when Jimmy was struggling with getting his own. He knew what he had to do to get himself out of here, but. He was scared to do it. He couldn't risk Curly recovering and ruining Jimmy's life forever, he couldn't bear the thought of living without him. He'd give Curly a chance at life. He didn't deserve one. Not this time.

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[ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ?

[Timeline: Past] Was this a mistake? He wasn't sure. The loud atmosphere got really annoying after a while, he wanted to personally tell everyone here to shut up.

...His head was face first on the bar counter. None of that was coherent. Curly brought him here, Jimmy's constant pestering convinced him. His head hurt already, so he didn't want to look at anything besides the counter. Did he look stupid? Yeah. Did he care? Not right now. Jimmy was hardly even legal at this point. He just barely got past the needed age, it's no surprise someone like him would jump right into alcohol. ...Not that he hasn't before. It just felt better to do things legally. To some people. He didn't dare stand up. If Curly wanted him to leave this chair he'd have to drag him out. Which ...probably wouldn't be all that difficult. Course, he sure tried to talk to other people, as embarrassing as it may be in this state. Didn't work out, he didn't have the energy to form a proper conversation. Not like he was paying much attention to what anyone was saying anyways, everything felt like background noise. God, he felt like an asshole for dragging Curly into this place. No, no he didn't. He just wanted an excuse to feel pathetic. He knew he was lame, he just took pride in the fact. Usually. He couldn't think clearly, couldn't hear properly. He seemed to get agitated and yell at people for the smallest things. But then again, that's not new. He grumbled, slowly lifting his head and adjusting his eyes to the light. Curly looked so stupid. He was all fidgety and specific on how much alcohol he was allowed. "...Come on. Let loose a little. The alcohol isn't... that expensive. Unless you're ...really that worried I'll hurt myself with a fuckin.. shard of glass or something." He was hardly putting his effort into talking, if Curly was anyone else, he probably wouldn't of been able to understand him that well. Jimmy tugged Curly's chair over in a sudden movement, leaning against him. Curly felt warm. He was annoying, but he was comforting at the very least. "...Can we stay like this for a bit?" Curly sighed, calming down from the jolt in movement once he realized Jimmy wasn't being overly hostile right now. "Sure, Jim. I'll.. drive you back." "Thanks, Blondie..." Jimmy's words were now muffled by Curly's shoulder, as if they weren't already difficult enough to understand. Sometimes Curly felt like a babysitter, but he wouldn't have it much other way. ...Minus a few exceptions.

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[ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ?

[Timeline: Past.] "Was that a snort?? Dumbass."

Jimmy snickered, ruffling Curly's hair as if they weren't whole adults by this point. He meant it lightheartedly, honestly, it was kind of endearing, dare he say. ...That sounded gay. He took that thought back quickly. Curly can think whatever the hell he wanted of it. "Thought you were the good guy out of the two of us anyways, why are you laughing a guy falling over, huh? I mean... it was kind of funny." Curly didn't take long to calm down after that, clasping his hands together. "Well, Jimmy! It's fine if it's on film, I mean, that looks so fake... come on, even your acting is better than that-" ...Acting. Did Curly.. is that all this was to him? Was his life an act or something? Did he know his tricks? Fuckfuckfuck- "....Aybe it's your calling." Jimmy blinked, more than once, looking back up at Curly hesitantly. He zoned out. "...Repeat that?" "I... said, if you did act. That'd be cool, right? We need to get you a job anyways, who knows, maybe it's your calling." Jimmy froze, then with an almost manic intensity began laughing. He didn't know... why, exactly. The thought of him acting? The thought of Curly actually stepping out of his obliviousness? The thought of being caught? Realizing he wasn't. "Hey, you snorted too! Don't poke fun at me laughing when you do it all the same." "...Yeah. Ah.. hah. I guess I did, didn't I? Sorry, Curls. We're not that different after all." Life was nice. He wanted to stay like this. He liked seeing Curly happy and knowing he was the cause of it, though he'd die before he admitted it.

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(sorry got mildly busy. i'll start answering asks now :] including the prompts from yesterday like i. actually said i would. i don't know if anyone even likes my representation of jimmy or if they just point and laugh at me but either way i do want to keep my word)

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(really amusing seeing cowboys roaming around is that what everyone's interested in now. unhinged space cowboy shenanigans? that's awesome. good morning hii hi ! we're so back btw i've been thinking of mouthwashing again a concerning amount and i need someone to stop me) (see. with me you either get: i leave interest and do not come back for any reason, or! i interact with interest and get Really into it to the point i can't stop thinking about it again. i think we need to kill this guy btw. (jimmy))

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ouSRoALwTfM

This is very Hashtag CurlyAndJimmycore

(god you're right THE HYSTERIC LAUGHTER IS WHAT REALLY GETS TO ME? i love when people show me specifically things that remind them of jimmy or curly or literally anyone please its so fucking funny you are so welcome to be here)

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[ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ?

[Timeline: Past] "Ow- ow! Fuck! That hurts, asshole!"

Jimmy knew this was his own fault, still. Why did he go for his wrist, is he fucking stupid or something? Of course that's gonna be found out the second he lifts his arm up. He's never really liked being touched. "...Jim. Please don't insult people when they're trying to help you. I don't know how you managed to get this injury in the first place, but this is serious!" Jimmy just grumbled instead of a proper reply, wincing. This was stupid, he didn't deserve this much help. He didn't like people being this close to him, either. He felt uncomfortable. He was trying not to squirm and stay still as instructed, but that was difficult. He just needed to dissociate, he'd be out of here soon enough. ...He can't dissociate on command so the next closest thing was staring at the floor silently. Which was kind of pathetic, but nobody commented on it. So he wouldn't either. As much as he hated touch.. there were times he didn't quite mind it. Certain people he was okay with. Curly put his hand over Jimmy's in what was meant to be a comforting gesture, Jimmy flinched, if only slightly. But he made no attempt at moving his other arm and remained silent for the rest of his time there. The treatment was done eventually and they were out of there, the wound looked deeper than it actually was. He'd just have to be more... precise in the future. He liked the way Curly held him. With such care and comfort. It was a contrast for sure, considering Jimmy was convinced everyone hated him. ...No wonder everyone liked Curly better. He was... naturally calming to be around. He never wanted to let him go. He wanted him to stay around forever, wanted to make more of an excuse for him to stay near. He'd find a way.

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"...Hard to say and explain. Don't worry about it, I'm overreacting. I tend to get irritable at any minor issue, or so I've been told. They aren't that bad, just... some are more inconvenient than others. In the sense that they don't like talking to me. I can tell they're uncomfortable around me, usually." "So at that point I don't get why they pretend not to be, they can just... tell me to fuck off like a normal person and I'll leave them alone, probably. ...Sorry, ah. I ramble on a lot, don't I? Don't feel the need to listen to any of that." "I'm sure they wouldn't take it to heart anyways."

*standing in the doorway, rubbing the back of his neck* I’m sorry I reflexively told You to fuck off when You sneezed earlier, I- I swear I didn’t mean to, I don’t even know why I said it, Hah..

But um, You’re not- Not mad, Right..?

-📗 @theman-withthe-dustpan (hiii)

He didn't really get the point in apologizing about something so... stupid? But an apology was an apology, either way. He usually didn't get those. "... You're too polite. Forgiven, reflexes are a bastard, I can get around that. I'm not too mad, it could've been considerably worse. Could've hit me with something instead, tends to happen."

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[🎀 What is their main love language? Timeline: Past]

He was genuinely grinning for once, it didn't suit him. He looked unnerving. Threatening? Yeah. Curly never seemed to mind though, he was the only one he could be himself around. At least, mostly. "Hey, Blondie! Thanks for standing up for me back there, that was badass!" He didn't take his time when it came to getting close to him. He slung an arm around his shoulder, even if Curly seemed mildly uncomfortable, Jimmy wasn't stupid, he could tell when Curly wanted to get away from him. He could tell when people felt awkward, he used that. He could've defended himself. But, if someone insisted on being his prince charming, he wouldn't deny them. He'd embrace them. It piqued his interest. He knew Curly was his friend, but... nobody has ever actually went out of their way for him like that before. He was overly touchy, even if subtly. And yet, it's weird. Curly thought he didn't like being touched. Jimmy switched up on him so often, it was hard to tell what his real personality even was anymore, he couldn't stay consistent. And yet... half the time he made Curly feel bad for being his friend. As if he didn't do something a certain way Jimmy would be gone the next day. He was so contradicting it hurt. "...Hey." Curly stopped his dissociation for long enough to register his friend's singular word, lifting his head enough to look at Jimmy. "Thanks. I... I appreciate you, man. You've been here with me for longer than any of my fucking cunt ex's have been." Curly smiled at that, he wasn't too fond of the insult towards other people, but from what his friend told him surely they were bad people anyways. It seems like Jimmy could make him forget his worries with the most simple sentences. The most simple things. "...You're welcome, Jim." "Forever, right?" "Forever." [⚓ What does 'home' mean to them? Timeline: Present.] He missed it. He missed earth, he missed ... well. He didn't have much to miss, actually. Certainly not his parents, he had no siblings to look back on, he didn't have any friends besides Curly. Though... he has been rather distant lately. He misses his sanity, not that he ever had much. He misses being able to get away with small stupid crimes like shoplifting, he misses the sun when it's not a threat. He misses being able to sleep whenever he wanted, he misses being unemployed. He misses relying on Curly. Curly. Curly! It always circles back to Curly, damn it. Why the hell couldn't he get him off his mind? And yet, it feels as if they've been talking less lately. He... misses Curly. He misses being able to talk to him without worries, now he was always too busy or whatever he was on about. Most of his life was spent with him. Most of his memories have come from him. Is Jimmy even his own person anymore, or is he just going to adapt Curly's personality? Since he's so great. He even gets praised here, Jimmy should've just stayed back on earth. He misses his shitty apartment room. He never felt like cleaning it, so Curly got concerned to the point of cleaning it for him, and Jimmy got mad at him because he couldn't find the stuff he needed to. Such small pathetic things. He misses having control. He misses when it was just the two of them. He misses a lot actually, when he lets himself think about it. But it always seems to come back to one guy, he would never leave him alone. He never wanted to let him go. He had no choice anymore, he's already in too deep. Anywhere with Curly is his home, his memories. He forgets everything else anyways, it pissed him off, yet in a way he felt content. Why did his feelings have to be so damn confusing?