Okay, I give. I gotta kickstart the brain somehow if I want to get the Santa fics finished (which I do), so here we go. From the more-versatile-than-I-can-ever-hope-to-be
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"Where d’you think you’re going wearin’ that?” She rounds the corner carrying a laundry basket, smoke drifting toward the ceiling where she stops.
“What’s wrong with-”
“Shut up and put this on,” she mutters, cigarette wiggling in her mouth as she grabs a grey shirt from the pile of clothes and shoves it in his direction.
“Okay.” The shirt’s warm in his hand. “But I don’t know-”
“That much is obvious,” she interrupts again. Her mouth is hard and set, but the amused shine in her eyes lessens the impact of her words. “And Raylan?”
“What?” He’s gonna be late if he doesn’t change.
“Don’t talk about baseball or the new shotgun Arlo bought you last week.” She takes another drag. “Ask about her.”
Re: the first time Helen taught Raylan how to talk to girlsleigh57January 20 2012, 15:07:52 UTC
Well, BOYZ. Also, I can never get over how clueless Raylan sometimes gets about the way women react to stuff even now that he's a big grownup. IT'S SO CUTE.
Thanks hon. I'm really glad you like these crazy shorts.
Well it only took me what, a month to write was supposed to be a 1-3 sentence prompt? Of course as usual I fail at brevity, but whatevs. I did so love this prompt, even though as I said, I feel all ten thousand shades out of my depth writing these wonderful amazing characters. So if any of it resonated with you (goddess of Rayland headspace *bows*), all the yay!
And I do love me some clueless Raylan. Adorable at any age:)
"Where d’you think you’re going wearin’ that?” She rounds the corner carrying a laundry basket, smoke drifting toward the ceiling where she stops.
“What’s wrong with-”
“Shut up and put this on,” she mutters, cigarette wiggling in her mouth as she grabs a grey shirt from the pile of clothes and shoves it in his direction.
“Okay.” The shirt’s warm in his hand. “But I don’t know-”
“That much is obvious,” she interrupts again. Her mouth is hard and set, but the amused shine in her eyes lessens the impact of her words. “And Raylan?”
“What?” He’s gonna be late if he doesn’t change.
“Don’t talk about baseball or the new shotgun Arlo bought you last week.” She takes another drag. “Ask about her.”
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“That much is obvious,” she interrupts again. --- AHHH! I can just see this so perfectly.
I love Helen. How she's so... tough love and no bullshit, but she's totally looking out for his best interest.
And Raylan so adorably clueless like... WHY ON EARTH WOULD SOMEONE NOT BE INTERESTED IN BASEBALL AND SHOTGUNS. hahahahaha.
It's just so perfect.
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Thanks hon. I'm really glad you like these crazy shorts.
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This. Oh, this. It is delightful perfection.
"Ask about her."
SO HELEN.
And Raylan. Ahaha, Ray-Ray, caught at the corner of clueless and unaware.
In sum: THANK YOU, BEEBS. This is tremendous. <333!
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And I do love me some clueless Raylan. Adorable at any age:)
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