Soapy Land
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(which one tho
so many cx)
Arcelio put his arm around the boy's shoulders, holding him. "I know, and she loved you very much."
Drake took notice of Rosario's head seeming to turn towards him, and when he looked over he saw the boy was smiling at him. He grinned, then leaned down to give his forehead a kiss. -
Muse A has become addicted to prescription painkillers, but is very secretive about their addiction. They refuse to let their friends and family be aware of it, never using in front of them or talking about it, and maintaining a hardened philosophy that if they dont admit it out loud, there is no problem. At first the silence succeeds. The people around Muse A dont suspect anything except the occasional uncharacteristic irritability. As time goes on, Muse As addiction to opiates becomes more and more evident to those who are close to them, especially Muse B (friend, sibling or significant other), who begins to suspect Muse A is using drugs. Although Muse A still attempts to keep their addiction under wraps, the facade begins to falter as they become more and more dependent. Muse B is torn on whether to address their suspicions and confront Muse A, at the risk of having a falling out; however if they stand back idly and dont take action, they risk losing them entirely. In the end Muse B decides to intervene, offering their assistance and support if Muse A will choose to admit they have a substance abuse problem and seek professional help. Muse A admits they have a drug problem, but refuses professional help, instead asking Muse B to help them privately.
(And yet we love them all.)
"..I-I can't do this, Arcelio. I-I can't."
Rosario giggled softly at the kiss, a small blush spreading over his cheeks. He pulled away to sit on the bed when they reached the room. -
oooh this one I do like this one
which one's the uke
Of course we do
But you know which babies I really love
the ones Rayson and Arcelio have
One day I'm going to make a very detailed drawing of them with babies)
Arcelio frowned. "It's hard, I know, but we'll be fine."
Drake found the remote on his desk first, then got up to sit on the bed with him. "Alright. Any preferences?" -
The uke could be either so who do you want?
OOOOO YOU DRAW SO WELL DO IT DO IT
"N-No," He mumbled, standing, leaving to the bathroom. He had every right to be upset. Angel was all he had to remind himself of his mom and dad.
"..Something funny," He decided quickly, not really knowing the word for comedy. -
ooom well how's about muse a? Unless you want that one
Arcelio found himself a little worried. He didn't like to think Daniel would go to anything drastic, but there were medications and shaving razors in the bathroom. "Allen?" He called while standing, not knowing where the man had gone. -
I can really do either I just like the plot love ^-^ Wanna make a thread?
Allen returned after a moment, holding a beer. "Rayson said I could. What?" -
Yeh okay
Time for a creatively insensitive title)
Arcelio grimaced, but shook it off, and said, "Danny's in the bathroom, could you check on him for me?" -
(Mia)
He shrugged. "I don't normally bother him while he's taking a piss."
Daniel, at this moment, was pressed against the door, sobbing. His hands were woven into his hair, tugging. After a few moments of melting, he opened the drawer, pulling out Rayson's razors. He hadn't even thought about this before, but, now, the thought was there, and so was the urge. -
(C:)
"Neither do I. But it's more okay if you do than if I do, so please?" He asked. -
(I'm killing Daniel for that)
"Not really that kinda relationship, Arcelio," He said, sitting down to take a sip from the bottle, wrinkling his nose. "Ew."
He started the water in the bathtub after opening a box of new, sharp razors. Standing in the luke warm water, he raised one to his wrist, holding it there for a moment, before, with a sob, pulling it up. There wasn't as much pain as he had thought, but rather a lot of blood. -
(NNNNOOOOOoooOOOoOOOOOOoooO)
"No, seriously, he said and I quote, 'I can't do this anymore'. Just go knock on the door or something." -
(Sorrynotsorrybyedanny)
Allen sat the bottle down, frowning. "He said what? Hang on." He got up, heading to the bathroom, knocking on the door. The water was running, but Daniel still answered. "I-I'm.. I'm in here." Allen frowned at the shakiness of his voice, trying the handle. "Hey, hey, babe, open the door." When there was no respond, Allen turned. "Arcelio, I need a butter knife!" And then Daniel did answer, with a weak. "Hang on." The door opened, and he was pressing a towel to his left arm, where there was a slanted, long, horizontal cut, bleeding badly. -
(iswearandiomfgomfgiwillnotdrawthebabies)
Arcelio was rushing for the kitchen, and was too busy getting the knife to hear the bathroom door opening. His hands were shaking as he pulled open the drawer and got the knife, and then he hurried back towards the bathroom. -
(i'msorryit'sdoneIcan'tdoanythingaboutitmia)
Daniel was collapsing from loss of blood when Arcelio can in. Allen caught him, letting out a little shout of distress. -
Arcelio dropped the knife, letting it clang against the floor, he rushed to assess the damage, almost fainting at all of the blood. "Rayson!" He screamed, staggering backwards to find a phone. He was already crying, his hands hardly able to lift the phone from the table.
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