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ghoulgeists · 11 months
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taza in her undies have a good day
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mariia-24 · 11 months
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Té ☕️
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welele · 4 months
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quiddling · 1 year
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If jake coolice has million number of fans i am one of them . if jake coolice has ten fans i am one of them. if jake coolice have only one fan and that is me . if jake coolice has no fans, that means i am no more on the earth. if world agains jake coolice, i am against the world. i love #jake coolice till my last breath.. ..Die hard fan of jake coolice . Hit Like If you Think jake coolice Best character & Smart in the world
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ninjasmudge · 6 months
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i forgot about the taz amnesty episode thats basically just one big advertisment for the concept of french onion soup
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viejospellejos · 1 year
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Buenos días
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bullet-prooflove · 9 months
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The Beauty of the End Part Two: Reckless Michael 'Riz' Ariza x Reader (feat Taza & Creeper)
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It’s Creeper that notices the change, he’s the only one that stays sober during nights at the club house so he’s always the most perceptive. He notices that Riz sticks around for longer, that he spends most of his time drinking and getting high, that he hasn’t laid a hand on his guitar since he returned from Nashville, that he’s paying a little more attention to the girls at the bar. He hasn’t talked about you in weeks, and every time your name comes up he pretends he hasn’t heard it.
It comes to a head during Poker Night at Vicki’s. They’ve been to a thousand and one of these events, they’re a way of blowing off steam after a tough run. Some of the guys take a girl upstairs, others drink, do a little pot, Creeper just likes to play the game because while everyone else is distracted, drunk or high, he cleans up big.
When Riz pulls a girl into his lap he’s taken aback, he can tell the other guys are too. He hasn’t so much as looked at another woman since he’s been with you and now he’s whispering in a whore’s ear as she plays with his hair. When he takes her upstairs to bed, they’re all too fucking shocked to say anything. Creeper raises his eyes to the ceiling when the distinctive noise of the headboard slamming against the wall in the room above breaks through the silence.
“What the fuck is that about?” Taza asks him as he sets his cards face down on the table.
Creeper shakes his head.
“He hasn’t been the same since Nashville.”
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When he’s done fucking the whore, Riz tells her to leave. He waits until she slips out of the door, still barely dressed before he climbs out of the bed and lights a cigarette from the pack he keeps on the dresser. He lingers by the window, staring out into the darkness, trying to ignore the state of his reflection in the glass.
He looks like hell. His eyes are glassy from the whiskey and the weed, there’s dark circles underneath them, highlighting the bender he’s been on over the past couple of days because despite the fact he’s made it clear he doesn’t want to speak to you, you’re still calling. Each and every time he’s seen your name pop up on his screen, it's like a fucking knife in his chest, so he blocks you.
Somehow that makes it worse.
He sits down on the bed, taking a drag before he blows out a smoke ring and watches it evaporate into the air. The sex didn’t do anything to quench the anguish in his chest. He wonders how many will be enough, how many women will it take before he forgets you?
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Riz was a ladies’ man before he met you and in the ruins of your relationship, he takes up the mantle again. He fucks his way through Santo Padre, Stockton and Bakersfield, it doesn’t matter when, where or who. He gets the shit kicked out of him on the reservation for fucking a Blackjack player’s girlfriend in the bathroom. He simply laughs in the other man’s face, telling him he should be keeping his girl more satisfied. Both Taza and Creeper have to pull the other guy off him, because Riz gives up fighting after the second punch. His face is a mask of blood and he’s still smiling, he looks fucking crazed.
It’s Taza that approaches him in the end.
Riz is lying on his bike outside a rest stop, staring up at the sky and puffing on a joint. He watches the clouds pass overhead as he inhales, holding the smoke in his lungs for as long as possible before releasing it. Taza kicks the base of his boot, jerking him back to reality. The bruising on his face is starting to come out, a blossom of pink, purple and green all fading into the natural hue of his skin.
“You’re gonna need to get yourself tested, the way your chasing tail.” Taza comments, plucking the joint out of Riz’s mouth before tossing it on the ground and crushing it beneath the heel of his boot.
“I always glove.” Riz informs him, before sitting up so that he’s straddling his bike.
“What the fuck is doing on with you?” Taza snaps at him. “You’re a fucking mess. You’re not even going home anymore; you just sleep at Vicki’s and fuck anything that moves.”
Riz simply shrugs. He hasn’t been forthcoming with any of the details and Taza finds it frustrating because the Riz he knows, the one he’s been friends with since the very beginning, has always been an open book. He doesn’t know this man. This stranger hell bent on self-destruction.
“You don’t have to be a shrink to see that you’re trying to fill that hole in your heart.” Taza tells him, throwing his leg over his own bike and pulling on his helmet. “I don’t know what happened, but you need to get your shit together real quick, because I’m not sure how much longer Bishop is gonna let this go.”
Riz says nothing, instead he pulls out his sunglasses from the top pocket of his kutte and pulls them on over his red rimmed eyes.
“You’re banned from Vicki’s by the way.” Taza informs him as he adjusts the strap under his chin. Riz’s head snaps up towards the older man and Taza gives him a look. “Until you get your head on straight, you’re not to go back here.”
“Is that an order from my V.P?” Riz asks him, his gaze straying to patch on the other man’s kutte.
“Do you need it to be?” Taza asserts with an even stare.
Riz shakes his head before hitting the kick pedal of his bike with his foot and pulling off into the road. He isn’t wearing his helmet and that scares the shit out of Taza, he  watches as the other man disappears into the distance, his hair streaming into the wind behind him. Taza knows a thing or two about hating yourself and he thinks that’s what he’s seeing when he looks at the other man, a chasm of self-loathing so deep that nothing will ever be able to fill it.
“That looks like it went real well.” Creeper says from beside him as he sips from a take away cup of coffee.  
“As well as it could.” Taza says with a sigh as he shakes his head. “This can’t go on much longer, he’s going to get himself killed.”
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echo-inthevoid · 6 months
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A little MothedMan!
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coffeenuts · 8 months
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Un café? by saparmo https://flic.kr/p/2o1XPB7
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capitan-arcoiris · 17 days
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gloriouscollection
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Military base by Taza, Morocco
French vintage postcard, mailed in 1915
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ghoulgeists · 1 year
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ladies and gentlewomen of the court- dragon girl?
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mayans-mc · 2 years
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Mayans MC gif meme → 6 characters [1/6]: Che 'Taza' Romero __________________________ ... I was in love. And I'm not ashamed about that. Or what I've done since. All that I've caused. I needed Palo to pay. I didn't know so many would get hurt. And now I'm afraid that it's not over. I'm tired, Bish. Fսcking tired. I love you, brother. Do what you have to do.
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m0on-lightt · 5 months
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El ponche me hace muy feliz ♡
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ninjasmudge · 6 months
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relistening to taz amnesty and i remembered two important things
1) the music fucking slaps, like i knew that, but holy shit
2) aubrey is VERY FUNNY
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viejospellejos · 11 months
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Es un café depresso
Lunes. Vamos allá.
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