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Ram: Only in your dreams dude.

Ram: Not interested. You can save that show for someone who would actually appreciate it.

Archie: Don't get murdered out there.

Archie: I will keep an eye out for your glow outside. Keep it safe, Casper.

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Ram: One day you'll be mature enough to understand. Until then you should probably make use of that twitter.

Archie: I will kick your ass.

Archie: Want company on that run? You can admire my new shorts.

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Ram: I'm living the strudel life now so I have no complaints.

Archie: Is that a straight cult?

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Ram: No one is playing.

Ram: You're dating Larkin. He wouldn't complain if you spit on him.

Archie: Mhm.

Archie: True. He's good at adapting. What about you and yours. How is vanilla-ville?

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Ram: How is that lucky?

Ram: If you don't think I've done that during training you're wrong. No one likes someone who whines.

Archie: You have my attention. Don't play stupid.

Archie: Oh please. You and your sports jock has nothing on a hundred pound sweater in the blistering heat.

Archie: P.S. I've never had a man complain when I whine.

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Ram: Those aren't the kind of people we talk about.

Ram: I'm bored and everyone else I know is either asleep or drunk at this point.

Ram: I'm sure smiling towards a camera is really hard on you.

Archie: True. Along with the type of guys who... Well, theres no need to be unkind.

Archie: Poor you, but also lucky you.

Archie: You try smiling in 100 degree weather while wearing 10 layers. Beauty is pain.

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Ram: Is that like a thing?

Ram: Can't sleep so I'm getting ready to go for a run. You?

Archie: For some people, yeah. Sick, lonely people.

Archie: So you messaged me before you get hot and sweaty? So thoughtful.

Archie: Watching random shit and smoking. I had a shoot earlier today, so I am spent.

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Ram: Thanks for making me throw up in my mouth a little. What you do with your kids isn't something I need to know about.

Archie: I'm so not into vomit play, so you can keep that to yourself.

Archie: Anything else though, feel free to throw my way.

Archie: Why are you still up?

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Ram: You have fun with that picture?

Ram: Creep.

Archie: My walls are now white.

Archie: For the record, they were formally red.

“Not gonna lie, there is something special in hearing someone catcall you, only to turn around and find out it was a former teacher. Dirty bastards.”

chuck-daniels:

“You know what I meant.” He rolled his eyes, trying his hardest not to bend at the sight of Archie’s grin. It was hard to even pretend to be annoyed when he was smiling like that though. “Look, I know I’m good but this girl… I think she’s got me beat, man. Or, she’s got the rest of these Rosewood girls beat, at least.” When Archie admitted to having been inside an Ikea, Chuck just about choked on the shot he was throwing back, “What the fuck were you doing in Ikea? Were you Punk’d? I take it back, your day’s been rougher than mine.”

“Are we sure she isn’t something you created in your mind? Such a girl would clearly be on my radar. No one comes to mind that could even come close to challenging you. Mini is the closest, but not enough to get you ready to jump on a couch.” Archie rolled his eyes and took another shot, hissing before throwing the glass right into the garbage bin. Why? Because he could. “Shut up. It was something Linc wanted to do. So we went, looked, and I found cute things in his style that won’t require a vaccination after putting it together.” The idea of spending time, doing things they could hire stupid people to do was far off his list of things that were appealing. “Feel like going for a walk?” He asked, tapping the edge of his nose.

chuck-daniels:

“Shut up. You’d be daydreaming about her too… if she had a dick. Trust me.” Chuck pointed out with a raise of his eyebrow, trying to convey just how worth it that girl had been. “Oh, come on, there’s nothing wrong with a little romance done right. I could be good at it if I was tied down… I don’t have any pictures of her though, and I don’t know her name, and I’m pretty sure she’s not even from here.” He let out a dramatic sigh and downed the rest of his drink - not heartbroken per se, but that girl had been a good time and he was definitely regretting not getting her number.

“I prefer my men to be a little more thick and less.. feminine, but I appreciate the effort there. Poor little you.. hard up.” He said, grinning wickedly while snatching a round of shots for them both. “So basically this is a figment of a wet dream or two? Or is there possibly someone better at your game than you are, lover boy?” Archie asked with a slight purr. “Lucky for you, I am here for you to praise, admire and adore. Get to it. I’ve been in a down mood. I went to Ikea and basically had the humanity sucked out of my nuts. One throw pillow at a time.”

chuck-daniels:

Dropping his phone down on the table with a clatter, Chuck sighed as he slipped into the seat beside his friend, “I’m not normally one to linger on a one night thing but… that girl… I think I might have been so high I dreamed her up. I can’t find her anywhere. It’s like she doesn’t exist. Which is… not weird at all considering my track record but…”

“You’re dangerously close to sounding like one of them.” Archie pointed out as he nodded to a group of college freshman. “Day dreaming about people long gone... or made up thanks to the talent of our bartender.” He tapped his friend on the shoulder before making a move to snag another sip of his drink. “If she matters that much, make posters or something. People love that corny and soft shit. Well. Normal people.”

thebusylarkin:

“How did you read my mind?” he asked, able to joke and smile. He flexed a little for Archie as he tugged up his shirt. Linc had half a mind to drop what he was worried about and continue on like this. Living in those moments, bubbled somewhere between heaven and reality, with his hands on his boyfriend. But he knew if he didn’t say something now, it’d only get worse later. “No, not that. That’s what keeps me going. Thinking about us. Waking up next to you every morning, going to sleep with you. Having a space that’s just you and me, no one else. Except Bussy.” He could never forget their cat-son. He gave a small nod, sitting down on the couch in their living room, savoring the moment as their lips touched again. It was almost like…home.  Archie acted as a distraction yet again as he sauntered off, Linc’s eyes following him as he left. Another brief reminder to all the good things that would come, the counterargument to his stress. “I know, but I don’t want you to have to take care of it all, Arch.I wanna take care of some of it, too. I wanna take care of you.” He paused, “And it’s freaking me out, I’m looking at my tips and advance. Makes me feel like I can’t.” He paused briefly to make a special request. “Make mine…what’s more than a dash of liquor?” 

At the sound of his name, Bussy dashed through Archie’s legs and leaped onto the couch beside Linc, a sight that had him laughing. The two most important beings in his life and yet there was still time to worry about how to make their careers work. Sure, it made sense. Wanting to bring something to the table. But as the person who had found, picked out and arranged said table, he figured there was a fairness in getting to continue to do so without conversing about it all. Hearing the choice words that followed, words that had his jaw tightening angrily. With a bottle blindly snatched in hand, and a look that hinted at what was to come, he dropped into his boyfriend’s lap and offered it out. “You have been taking care of me for years. In important ways that money cannot offer me. Like making sure I had someone to smile at the night some bitch decided it was cute to try it that party Sophomore year. Or how whenever I come back there is always diet coke and boyfriend time awaiting me when our schedules line up.” Softness poured out of him, so freely even he had to raise a thick brow. Love... It really did the body some good when it was with the right person. Sensing the seriousness, Bussy moved to sit on them both, forcing Archie to run a hand through the silky smooth fur. “Stuff like that is all you, and occasional soft moments and barely there jocks are some of mine, along with setting up our lives. I got us for now, and I know you are working hard. Focus on what matters, and it isn’t a check. When and if ever, I start to struggle for things, I will just let you know.”

vontuss: *me lying to men* oh wow that’s so interesting