NICE LITTLE MxM SOAP HERE
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Thread Topic: NICE LITTLE MxM SOAP HERE
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Lol... I just want to try one! Idk lol just too afraid to ask people. 😅😅
I mean I could do it like super soon, mod soon or like later-ish. Doesn't really matter too much. I can manage to bring it in whenever (I do have a good opp soon tho)
Oh jeez my house right now 😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅
R'lyeh closed his eyes, he was sure that if Garrett was listening he would of heard the snap of him loosing it, of the 'zero chill' R'lyeh coming out to play, he took a deep breath and let out a sigh and looked up at him with a flare of determination and a s--- ton of anger, " I can't talk? I can't talk? No I think I f---ing get it more then you f---ing do! I can see your pretty rich ass f---ing house from here, I live on the other side of town where your sweet little mother told you to stay away from! I see people dragged out of my apartment building in f---ing body bags or by the police bacause of their addiction! People who sold their houses, lost their familes, sell themselves to feed the addiction that's taken over them, minds and bodies! I've seen people loose their minds because of the f---ed up stuff people put into those bags, it's not just straight up glass you know! What you think I'm straight up smiles an s---s and giggles, you do not get to tell me[/] that I don't understand, you don't know [I]s--- about the world around you, you think you need to get high to feel free for a little bit, there are people who don't have that option and have been through worse then you have! And you know what! My mom is home for the first time in three weeks because she's been working like crazy, which isnt different, or new! But you wouldn't under stand that! Would you! You wouldn't know how it feels you have to argue with you sister for who gets a winter coat and who has to go without! You will never understand, not that you'd care to! And you know what screw this! I've changed my mind! You can tell me right now if you want, if not you can go od and f--- yourself!" He glared at the male disliking what he'd just shared but not being able to take it back now. -
i feel you dude i would probably do it if we had another person
maybe like medium soon just so they are closer to each other when it happens bc i feel that would be more interesting if youre okay with that
is everything good?
also goddamn that hit MY heart
For once in his entire life, Garrett was speechless, his eyes cast onto the sidewalk beneath his feet as he allowed himself to become completely barraged by the other individual's outburst. He listened intently, allowing the words to absorb into his skin and etch themselves into his brain. He rubbed the back of his neck, taking a step back in astonishment. The teenager was absolutely unsure as to what kind of reaction would be most suitable for the moment. He swallowed a few times, desperately trying to push down the lump of saliva that had settled itself in his throat. After listening to the other, he found that he had no energy to explain that he had no mother like the other had assumed. And he had no energy to explain why he did drugs and their purpose in his life. And he had no energy to lengthily apologize for his actions and how upset he had managed to make the other. Instead, he only nodded. It took him a few tries to find his voice, and in nearly a whisper, he finally responded, "I'm very sorry, and yes. Yes, please, I'd like your help." At that particular moment in time, he truly looked defeated, as if R'lyeh had been capable of reaching into his chest and squeezing his heart. His eyes were a bit wide, his stomach churning anxiously. -
Lol I wish...
Okay~
Ugh yeah my mom just has another Dr appointment today and my dad want someone to go with her but she doesn't so argument and my sister was having a heated discussion with her bf about another friends abusive ish boyfriend.
Right... Ugh I'm so sensitive when it comes to drugs tho.
Rlyeh looked down at the ground with his arms crossed. He chewed on his lip, quite aggressively, is a nice thing to add. He nodded slightly and ran a hand through his hair. He stood there awkwardly, it was odd for him, not being able to say something or his mouth not running itself. Why? He wasnt sure, You know, my sister, shes a wrestler, she plays football, rugby and lacrosse and shes on track I dont win any arguments. He said cracking a smile, Ill help you. He said, Give me your arm. He said grabbing a marker out of the side of his bag. -
it'd be fun!
grrr i see lots of tension
yo i feel that they are NO GOOD
Garrett only stood, shoving his hands into his pockets and shuffling his feet in a sheepish, shocked manner. The tension in the air had finally begun to dissipate, shrinking until it had totally disappeared. As he was given the description of the boy's sister, a bubble of jealousy formed in his stomach. That was his entire issue-- being ripped away from the sport that he loved and being informed that he would never be capable of playing it or anything else again. He refrained from saying it though, now afraid that he would sound selfish or self-loathing on an unforgivable degree. He decided to disregard the entire comment, discovering that it would be easier to deal with it if he only avoided it. He was a bit weary to give his arm to the other male, aware that if he got far enough, he would find a tiny amount of track marks from the few times he had injected his chosen drug. He bit down on his lip, pulling up his sleeve to the point that everything appeared just right, no marks visible. Any higher, however, would be a different tale. In order to bring the focus away from himself, he said, "Please don't draw a dick." -
Yeah! I'm trying to think of someone to ask
Yeah...
Ugh yeah.
R'lyeh rolled his shoulders back with a sigh. He grabbed the males arm and pulled it towards him, he chuckled at the comment and started writing. He wrote down his name, number and address. "Call me if you need me, for anything." He said and drew a heart with a winky face beside it, "and pick me up tomorrow before school." He said and wrote ILPC above his name then closed his marker and put it back in his bag. "There!" He said with a smile, "You might want to hide your arm or I'll keep drawing on it." He said. -
there's a lot of good peeps on here, you just gotta find them because they dont really make themselves super known
let me know if you need anything dude
grrr
Garrett examined the writing closely, appreciatively nodding. It was an interesting thing to have somebody willingly give him their information. It was something that had yet to take place after his injury and downfall. He could feel his cheeks and ears beginning to burn, so instead of drag the conversation along, he pulled his sleeve down. He verbally thanked the boy, turning to start sauntering up to his house. After he took two steps, however, he realized that he ought to show his gratitude in some sort of way. He performed a one-eighty on his heel, hurrying to regain his position where R'lyeh was. And, without warning, hugged him. He only remained for long enough to whisper a 'thank you' into the boy's ear, pulling off abruptly. The boy's head bobbed once before he bolted up the driveway and into the front door of the house that he currently resided in. He slammed the door to a close, sliding down it's surface and sitting at the bottom. "Jesus f---ing Christ," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "Tomorrow before school, tomorrow before school. I've got to write that down." And so he did. On a small bulletin board that he kept in the kitchen to remind himself of what he deemed necessary, he scribbled 'Tomorrow before school - R'lyeh'. Upon doing so, he retreated to his bedroom in order to change his clothes. -
Yeah? But who...? Cause I'd like to be comfortable with them cause its a little odd thing to ask...
thanks
R'lyeh nodded slightly expecting the male to just go straight into the house. He looked at the boy questioningly when he turned around and was shocked when he was hugged and nodded slightly showing that he heard what he said. He watched him walk back to the house before turning around and walking back the way they came for a few minuets and into the forest, wondering off the path and taking his own quicker way. He walked until he emerged at a park and walked through it and walked through the streets until he found the apartment, he mumbled a lazy 'hi' to the group of guys smoking out front before hopping up the steps and into the building. He jogged up the stairs, almost tripping a few times, until he reached the fifth floor. he hopped over the railing and bounced a few times before slamming the door open with his shoulder, "Home!" He yelled,
"Hey dips---!" his sister, Smari (I dont remember if I gave her a name earlier) yelled from the couch,
"Hey, wheres mum?"
"Picking up dinner." He nodded and walked through the apartment, he tossed his bag in the room he and his sister shared. -
who have you soaped with on here before?
you're welcome love :)
Once he was in the safety of his bedroom, he pulled off the wet damp clothing that he had been smart enough to jump into the water with. He sighed heavily, dropping them onto the hardwood flooring. His head hurt, his stomach was nauseous, and his body felt completely drained. It had been a very exhausting, extremely eventful day that he had not desired in the slightest. He wished he would have been smart enough to head home and get high, something he had done plenty of times without many repercussions. Once he was in his pajamas, a pair of black sweatpants and a black teeshirt, he flopped onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling-- straight at his poster of his favorite basketball player, Paul George. It was frustrating to make eye contact with the poster, see how happy Paul seemed, being capable of playing the one thing he loved. He had fractured his leg, recovered, and was permitted to play once again. Garrett, on the other hand, would never have that opportunity. He grunted angrily, shooting up from his bed and jumping for the poster. He managed to get a grip on it, ripping it from its place. He crumpled the thick material into a ball, throwing it into the corner of his room. He resettled himself onto his bed, sniffling. He opened the drawer belonging to his nightstand, sifting through it until he found the bottle of Valium he'd stolen from his father's medicine cabinet. He took one, threw the bottle back into its place, and hid underneath of the covers. Within thirty minutes, he was sleeping like a baby, snoring heavily. -
Well a lot of people... Who would you be okay with?
Done, R'lyeh fell on his bed and closed his eyes, he groaned. He rolled over on his back and looked up at the ceiling that on his half was covered in paintings and drawings, same with the walls. "Hey, Dips---! Mom home." Smari called causing him to groan
"Ari! Language!" His mother yelled, he got up and walked out of the room greeting his mom lamely and sat down at the table. He and his sister talked animatedly to his mom, his sister actively ignoring it and R'lyeh refusing to meet his mothers dead looking green eyes. They ate dinner in, which was McDonalds, and had a conversation, which wasn't overly exciting. When they were done R'lyeh was done he was about ready to go to sleep, he was about to excuse to himself when his moms phone went off she looked at it, "I'm heading back out to work." She said standing up.
"Mom!" Ari yelled causing R'lyeh to flinch.
"Going to bed!" He yelled groaning as he got up and went to his room. He changed and too tired to do anything else he cocooned himself into his bed. -
i see the thread i shall join after i reply to all this fuzz
The night was rather long and a bit terrifying if you were to conduct an interview towards Garrett. Multiple times, he had woken up in a cold sweat, gasping for air after being plagued by nightmares of his devastating injury. He was displeased greatly, his mind convincing him that he just had not been good enough. Part of him screamed at him for having such upsetting thoughts, fully aware that he had been a star player. Self deprecation was a dangerous enemy and he was toying with it, trying to convince himself that he was worth it. He checked the time the final time he woke up, seeing that it was 4:00AM. He assumed that if he did it now, the effects would be completely gone by the time he would be required to take R'lyeh to school. He nodded at his decision, jumping out of bed. The boy searched his drawer, finding the previously prepared morphine tablets that had been properly crushed for use. He sat at his nearby desk, setting up the line that would do just what he wanted for the short period of time he owned before he would be required to leave. The boy utilized his typical straw to quickly inhale the substance, leaning against the chair to the desk. It, for some reason, almost immediately provided the flood of tranquility he had been seeking. He inhaled deeply, his eyes rolling back for a moment. The feeling was one that he had yet to experience, and it was one he would definitely be searching for again. He began to rub his arms, recalling that R'yleh's information was still there. It did nothing to make him regret his decision to get high.
He really could care less.
As time progressed, he found himself coming down a degree. His nose, however, was incredibly irritated. As if, on cue, his nose was aware that Garrett had taken notice, it began bleeding profusely. While he sat there, however, curled up in the corner of his bed with his legs to his chest, he didn't mind. Every now and again, he'd wipe at the scarlet red, but he left it bed. He checked the time.
6:35.
s---. He exploded from his bed, stumbling around a bit as he searched for clothing. He found a black sweater, throwing it over his head along with a pair of grey jogger sweatpants. He pulled on an all-black pair of Converse All-Stars. He threw his backpack on, checking the mirror before he exited the house. Ew. He fixed his hair to the best of his ability, rushing out of the front door, hurrying in the direction of R'lyeh's house.
The walk felt longer than it actually was. He was still coming down from his high, nearly finished, his nose finally stopping the stream of blood. He followed the various roads until he came across the apartment complex he was aware R'lyeh lived in. It was coincidental, actually, as he dealer also resided in the complex. He frowned, cracking his neck as he lazily walked up the stairs. When he found the door to the apartment he was seeking, he knocked, missing the door as one point due to his slight disorientation.
He took a step back, waiting. -
bumpy?
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wolfie hates to be a bother but i really like r'yleh
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sorry hon I was working on it on my tablet and I've been down here since my moms dr appointment this afternoon.
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ily it okay pls i no try to bother
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Not a bother.
R'lyeh cuddled into his warm blankets fearing getting out and being assaulted by the cool air, his white hair laid around in a complete mess, he cracked his eyes open a bit and looked at the clock.
6:45
Crap. Trying to quickly get up he tripped with his legs completely wrapped up in his blankets, his face smacking against the floor with a force he was suprised he didn't break his nose. Shrugging it off he pushed his the blankets off of his legs with a little struggle and fell completely on the floor pushing up he felt something warm run from his nose but shrugged it off. He pulled open the drawer quickly and pulled out jeans quickly pulling of his clothes and trying to hop into his skinny jeans, once successfully in the jeans he pulled on a plain-ish tank top that was, overall too big on him and grabbed a sweater, also too big, 'room to grow' and all that bull. He ran his hand over the lapping substance a few times getting it away from his mouth and looked at his hand partly covered in red smears. He ran out of his room grabbing his bag and chucked it on the table and pressed the power on the keurig and put a travel container under it. As he waited for the water to heat he washed his face in the kitchen sink, then threw the pack in the keurig and made it start then washed his hands.
Hearing a knock he yelled 'come in' but wasn't sure the male at the door would do so he quickly dried his hands and went and opened the door, "I'll be a minute." He said and walked away, unaware of his still bleeding nose although ness now. Walking back into the kitchen he grabbed his mug and put some sugar and coffee mate in and closed it.
"Lei why are you so f---in loud so early in the morning?" Ari groaned coming out of the room, in clothes barley covering enough to call clothing,
"Going to school."
"Wha-" she paused looking at the door, she rubbed her eyes a few times and blinked a bit and then looked at R'yleh and blinked and looked back at Garrett. Done, R'lyeh grabbed his stuff and went to leave, "Wait is tha-"
"Taking the car!" He yelled grabbing the car keys off the table by the door and then grabbed Garrets wrist pulled him a bit and slammed the door, he sighed throwing his keys in his bag and drinking some coffee, "Ready to go?" He asked.
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