@crackinthewhip / crackinthewhip.tumblr.com
"I'm probably going to regret asking this, but what is your 'thing' then? If it's not a whole crowd of people down for anything, like you."
"...I, uh, I dunno. I just can't see myself at a fuckin' parade at all. S'why I don't bother with that labelin' shit."
jane's giving him the 'come hither' eyes
Oh... oh fuck, is she...?
She is! She's looking right at him. Holy shit. Well -- of course she is. How can she resist?
"See somethin' y' like, darlin'?"
"There's a difference? You missed out then. Even in the old days it was a crazy thing. The streets were covered in rainbows and there would be confetti everywhere. Everyone openly being.. whatever they were, doubling down on that in front of protestors. Outside of the parade it was more like a giant block party."
β...well, I doubt Iβd join that kinda show-off-y shit. Not my thing.β
"Because it's the truth? Are you a hillbilly? Yeah? Some places used to have pride parades and things like that every year."
"...I guess I'm more of a hick than a full-on hillbilly, I dunno. Lived in the deep South growin' up, but traveled 'round for the army. Ain't never seen that kinda thing."
"No, not entirely, although that wouldn't have surprised me. You do give off that kind of hillbilly energy sometimes. Like you'd say you don't care who you sleep with then turn around and be against a pride parade happening or something. That's what I meant."
"Hey! I fuckin' resent that!"
"...wait, did y' say parades?"
βHey, Happy Pride Month, yβknow?β
walkerwhispererβ:
βI didnβt even know you celebrated pride month. Donβt seem like the type.β
βWhat the actual fuck is that supposed tβ mean? Not the type? What, did yβ think I was the kinda redneck callinβ gay people faggots and such?β
βLuckily for yβ, that was my dad, not me. I just like tβ fuck. Men, women, who cares?β
"-- He really can't go five minutes without talking about fucking something, can he?"
βHey, Happy Pride Month, yβknow?β
remainedkindβ:
Β Β Β Β Β In the days since Troy of all people had stepped foot in Richmond with his injury, Sarah had remained relatively distant and somewhat more withdrawn than she already was. It had seemed that up until this point Troy had been doing much of the same, so the fact that she was surprised when he called her over was a slight understatement. She hesitated for a few short moments before slowly and carefully putting away the brush sheβd been using to groom Shadowfax, giving her a small pet on the nose as she shuffled over to the man. He was only one out of quite a few people she stood a good distance from when speaking to them;she could never be tooCAREFUL,Β after all.
Β Β Β Β Β Β βYeah? Um, what is it, Troy?β
Ugh. This was uncomfortable - and when things were uncomfortable, Troy tended to get angry, as was his default emotion.Β
But... the truth was that he probably wouldnβt be alive if this community hadnβt taken mercy on him, and then if he hadnβt been patched up - which... unfortunately, put him in Sarahβs debt. And Troy hated owing a favor and not being able to repay it; from past experience, that only spelled trouble. Bill was pretty vocal about all that, about not giving something without asking for something in return - hence, Troyβs little βfavorsβ with the particularly hot prisoners. The give-and-take system just worked.Β
Regardless. Troy needed to know the little shitβs game, what Sarah or David or anyone in particular expected from him. So far, theyβd left him to recover on his own, not allowing him a gun in the community (yet?) but keeping him safe inside fortified walls. There had to be an ulterior motive at play here, and maybe he could squeeze the truth out of Sarah.
When said brat hesitantly approached him, he tried to wipe the instinctive glare from his face.Β
βYou -- the, the other day, yβ... patched me up,β he started, very much pointing out the obvious.Β βUm. Yeah. So. Yβ did that. For me.β He nodded again, brows scrunching down in frustration. Why couldnβt he just fucking say it?
βPride month, eh? Good time tβ tell folks Iβm down tβ fuck any willinβ adult?βΒ
cont. from here
@frozynβ
Was this guy fucking serious?Β
Were Troy a dog, his hackles would be up and raised at the very sight of the other man - someone he viewed as an enemy, a rival at least. Giving him a shove, Troy stepped in Lukeβs face, his lips curled back in a snarl.Β
βWhy dβ I care?β Troy echoed mockingly.Β βThe fuck do yβ think, asshole? Sheβs mine!β
Troy Sanders stimboard for @crackinthewhip !!
loyaltiedβ:
βI didnβt do it on my own. There were people who helped me. A man named Lee found me first; taught me how to shoot a gun, and protect myself.β She found herself explaining before she could consider whether he was being rhetorical, or if he even cared; that small hesitance she still felt towards Troy telling her to expect a meanspirited commentβ another to the βlittle shitβ pile thrown her way.
βHuh. Well that was awfully convenient. What, just some random fuckinβ guy found yβ? And he wasnβt a creep or a killer? Talk about luck. Or did yβ attach yourself tβ his leg and just refuse to let go?βΒ
He could definitely see her being annoyingly stubborn like that. There was no way heβd just pick up a random kid. If it came down to it, heβd leave that kid for dead. Bye-bye, Metaphorical Kid In Troyβs Care.Β
THE VILLAIN.
"oh," the voice pulls back, just a little. "so you've embraced it." "the world is unkind," you say, arms folding over your chest. "why should i be?" the voice laughs. "you have a point." β the world's uncaring, so you've decided this is the next best thingβ you've made an arsonist out of yourself and you'll burn down your enemies just in case you'll burn down with them. i'm really not the person who has the right to judge people for what they do, but i just want to tell you that even though the world doesn't care, there are people who do. and i know that seems rich coming from a stupid optimistβ but i just hope you realise that.
being a fan of a character is sometimes βlook at how complex he is. heβs so intricate and his story is so tragic and heβs so much more complicated than people give him credit forβ and sometimes itβs like βhaha look at this failure of a person. I wanna throw him off a cliff and see what happensβ
omniterrorβ:
β Β thatΒ allΒ dependsΒ ifΒ youΒ canΒ keepΒ yourΒ endΒ ofΒ theΒ bargain. donβtΒ forgetΒ weΒ hadΒ aΒ Β deal,Β troy.Β Β Β βΒ Β Β
β...a-aβcourse. Donβt worry darlinβ, I wonβt forget.β
With a smirk, he not-so-subtly snuck a glance at her form, admiring her curves in motion. How the fuck did he get so lucky to... get lucky with the likes of her?
