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enid-fia · 2 years

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Look all I’m sayin is that is someone wants a Clyde Logan RP I will gladly be your Clyde. I need more content. Someone please

My discord is Enidfia#1548 or message me here 💕

#clyde logan #adam driver x reader #adam driver rp #clyde logan RP #kylo ren #kylo ren rp #role play #jacques le gris #Jacques la gris rp #Logan lucky

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prpfs · 1 year

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vampire rp

🩸hello hello! 23 F she/her looking for a MxF or NB / F with myself playing F anyone not cis is also very welcome and encouraged < 3 Im looking for a vampire rp partner. Id like to explore dark dead dove themes of any kind and I'm open to most kinks! don't be afraid to ask me. Id enjoy a healthy 50/50 nsfw /plot but I'm willing for more or less depending on the plot 🩸 Id rather play f in a MxF paring and usually play a sub or switch. I'm open to working with only OCs and building our own world but I'm open to the M being a cannon character as well! Here are some universes I'm familiar with.

Cannon

Dracula , Brahm Stoker

Dracula, BBC

interview with a Vampire (Louis or Armand)

Castlevania

twilight

anything else? Cannon AUs?

Logan lucky (Clyde Logan)

Kylo Ren

Phantom of the Opera

marvel (Loki)

Crimson Peak Feel free to send me any ideas or requests you have even if it has absolutely nothing to do with this request. Im open to anything and just looking to write.

dm if you're interested

#dracula rp #dracula roleplay #interview with a vampire rp #interview with a vampire roleplay #castlevania rp #castlevania roleplay #twilight rp #twilight roleplay #fandom rp #logan lucky rp #logan lucky roleplay #phantom of the opera rp #phantom of the opera roleplay #marvel rp #marvel roleplay #crimson peak rp #crimson peak roleplay #oc rp #oc roleplay

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caoihmereposts · 1 year

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Heyyo, I’m looking for a pregnancy RP with me playing the carrier!

🌶🕊 I’m up for literally anything, I only prefer to play the carrier and an OC. However I’m open to you playing a cannon character.

If you wanna play a cannon character here is who I heart throb over

Eddie Munson (please god 🙏)

Clyde Logan

Jacque le Gris

Kylo Ren

Thomas Sharp

Loki

- A vampire in general, any of them

Louis de Pointe du Lac

Armand (specifically Antonio Banderes )

Dracula

Edward or Carslile Cullen 👀

And if it’s not listed just ask I’m clawing at the walls for a pregnancy RP I’ll take anything else you want to!!

I’m here for sickening fluff, heart breaking tragedies and betrayals. The darker the better just give me a little fluff to keep up moral lol. I’m also okay with mostly fluff with a hint of drama.

At the core I just want my character to end up pregnant. I’m up for anything! Send me a message here or over on Discord! @enidfia#1548

#pregnancy rp #roleplay #open roleplay #Eddie Munson rp #twilight rp #fxm RP #preggo RP #oc x oc RP #oc x oc #dark rp

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mrs-gucci · 2 years

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CLYDE ID LOVE TO KNOW YOUR FAV TYPE OF LINGERIE I LOVE YOU SWEET BOY LET ME PLEASE YOU

**light NSFW content warning**

Wow, 'nother one fer me? I can't believe all these lovely people are wantin' to hear from me...got me blushin' over here...

First off, I can promise ya one thing right off the bat: ya will always please me, no matter what. Now, onto the question.

Ma favorite kind'a lingerie is any kind, 'cause I think all 'a them look so damn beautiful on ya, darlin'. 'm not very picky; whatever you like and wanna wear fer me, I'll love.

Hope that answers yer question alright, 'n thanks for askin'! Yer awful sweet t’ me, darlin’ :)

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burningrosepassion · 3 years

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@clydecauliflowerlogan

It was a crisp, early autumn day. Trees were mostly green, with only a few swaths of color here and there, to mark the passage of time. It was the beginning of fall, and Boone County was a live with festivities. Today was the first day of the Annual Boone County Fall Fair, Zarina’s favorite yearly event. It was the one time of year her family was less strict about curfews and chaperones. She didn’t need to be followed around by her older brother, she didn’t need to be home before seven. She didn’t need to call and check in with her father every two hours. She was free to enjoy the carnival, the rides and the entertainment of the Fair with her friends.

The smell of funnel cake and caramel apples, saw dust and motor oil lingered in the air, driving Zarina’s excitement higher as she made her way through the crowd, looking for the ice cream booth. Her father was very against her eating ‘junk food’, especially something like ice cream, without reason- such as a celebration. But he wasn’t here, and her rigid brother wasn’t around to tattle on her. So she fully intended to indulge. She was 24 years old and there were so many flavors she’d never tried! Her friend Mabel had decided to go on the terrifying-looking ride called the Zipper. Anything that slung a person around in a metal cage like that couldn’t be safe or sane. So they agreed to meet up at the Tractor Races in an hour.

Zarina suffered from a true disadvantage in her search for the ice cream booth, she was short. Standing at 5 feet 2 inches tall, most of the crowd blocked out her line of sight. And she was petite. Not scrawny, just small in stature, all the way around. She came by it honestly, her mother was not a tall or curvy woman. But she liked to think she made up for her diminutive status with her personality, when she was allowed to have one. And she was definitely allowed to have one at the Fair. Fiery red hair blazed as a beacon as she made her way through the crowd, searching out her treasure. Most people saw her coming and moved, for which she was thankful. She honestly wasn’t the pushy type. She’d never make it in a big city like LA or New York.

She was making good headway through the crowd, until she felt her cell phone vibrate in her back pocket. Assuming it was her father or brother, she knew she had to answer it. But in the few seconds it took to shift her attention from the crowd around her to the phone she was pulling from her pocket, she slammed into a brick wall of a being.

Zarina tumbled ungracefully to the ground with a huff, her phone skidding across the dirt, hitting the side of a vendor’s booth. The being she’d accidentally run into turned to see who had collided into him, only to find honey-topaz eyes looking up at him from the ground.

“Oh goodness, Clyde,” Zarina yelped. “I am so sorry!” She hurriedly struggled to her feet, dusting off her jeans. “I wasn’t paying attention and... I’m sorry! I was looking ta see who called. Oh! My phone!” she gasped, immediately looking around the ground for her phone.

#clydecauliflowerlogan #Clyde Logan RP #starter

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mariesdameron · 3 years

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Marie Sacker & Clyde Logan (KillersmileClyde) Part I

TW: Drinking, Vulgar language, Violence i.e. throwing items around and yelling, brief PTSD and suicide mention, brief mention of past trauma with abuse, emotional distress, plus size bullying mention

Word Count: 3,112

This is a roleplaying scene between @mariesackler & @killersmileclyde

Backstory:

Marie and Clyde have been friends for quite a while. This takes place in Marie Sackler Personal Au RP story line that has Marie, single and on her own.

Marie and Clyde have been nursing feelings for a long time but something always interrupts any action from progressing. This is what erupts:

Take note that italicized means action.

Please gentle on my editing. Roleplaying can be trickery to edit together.

Marie Sackler:

My hand grips the door handle fiercely. Its now or never. I had time to think about the prior evening. And the more I thought about it the more I felt like I could scream. How long had Clyde and I been friends? And how long was there an undeniable chemistry between us? Was it always going to just sit there right under the surface? Or would we ever be more? It needed to be addressed but what would the outcome be? Did he even care for me really? I wasn't looking for a quick lay. I actually gave a shit about Clyde. I took a deep breath and walk into Duck Tape.

KillerSmileClyde:

I worked behind the bar, not noticing Marie walk in until she was standing next to the bar exit, leaning against the bartop staring at him with a stern look. Hey darlin' how ya feelin' today?

Marie Sackler:

Hey, I am.. okay. I look around the bar seeing a few patrons. I am not sure what I was thinking storming up to Duck Tape like this. I bit the inside of my cheek.Can I have a gin and tonic, please?

KillerSmileClyde:

Sure I fix the drink quickly, sensing something is bothering her. Wanna talk 'bout it? We can... uh... go to my office...

Marie Sackler:

Thank you. I take the glass and drink most of it.Yeah sure why not, lets go to your office. I can hear the tension in my voice.

KillerSmileClyde:

Clyde grabs a bottle of water before leading her back. I sit down on the couch and pat for her to sit beside me.

What's goin on sweetheart?

Marie Sackler:

I opt to not sit next to him but prop myself against his desk.

Why do you think there is something going on? I just thought I would you know swing by, like I always do.

KillerSmileClyde:

My face scrunches in confusion what? You're acting weird. I thought ya liked comin' by the bar... rubs my hand over my face

Ya come in all hot n' heavy today like ya got a chip on yer shoulder.

I ain't done nothin' t'ya

Marie Sackler:

I take a deep breath.

No, you are right you haven't. You have done nothing to me. NOTHING. But everyone else seems to get a go. Why is that? hmm? I mean I don't really want to just be another fucking mark on your belt thats for sure. But for fuck sakes.

I grit my teeth, and ball my hands up. All kinds of emotions fall over me; anger, jealously, sexual aggression, softness. I grab the water Clyde brought in and open it in anger.

KillerSmileClyde:

My jaw drops as she spews every thought on her mind, snatching his bottle of water for herself I... uh... dunno what to say rubs hand across the back of my neck I don't want ya t'be just a notch in my belt neither... y'know I'm no good at this...I'm stumbling trying to find words to express what I feel.

Marie Sackler:

I watch Clyde's face contort in emotion. It crushes my heart. He is too pure of a soul and I was hurting him already. This is not what I want.

I am sorry, Clyde. I have a lot of emotions that I've been fucking holding back for a while now. And it sucks watching you be the most popular man in town and I am.. I am just overlooked.

Like I said I can't stand the idea of just being a one night of fun for you. That's why I haven't pressed the matter. But I am tired. And you just seem to be everywhere and I can't get you out of my head. I come by to see you because you bring me such happiness just being around you. You have so much warmth in you. You are such a good friend......

I choke down pending tears.

KillerSmileClyde:

Oh.

I look up from the floor to find your eyes glassed over with tears you refuse to let fall

You're never overlooked,M'sorry I ever made ya feel that way. Seeing ya is always the highlight of my day. I worked my mouth... the words sit hard on my tongue.

I... I'm scared. Cause ya are my friend, one o' my best friends since day one... and I'm scared t'lose that

Marie Sackler:

I nod silently feeling my heart sink. I always feared the same thing.

The last thing I would want is to lose your friendship Clyde... A traitorous tear slides down my cheek. My chest hurts suddenly, my heartbeat pounds in my ears.

I am sorry, you're right Clyde. We are best friends. I shouldn't of said anything. It's silly. I mean you don't need another woman chasing you around. Bro's over hoe's right? A weak laugh fell from my lips.

KillerSmileClyde:

My face grows angry at your words. What? What did you just say? I rise to stand up at my full height, walking to stand in front of you against my desk, effectively pinning you in place.

I don't ever want to hear you speak o'yerself like that again. I turn slightly and rub my hand over my mouth, eyes pinching near closed. Is that really what you think of me? That I'm out here just fuckin' 'round gettin' my dick wet? I thought y'knew me better than that...

Marie Sackler:

Clyde's sudden energy shift, surges adrenaline through her veins.YOU ARE OUT FUCKING EVERYTHING! I roar in his face. I am surprised your back isn't fucking broken! How many women have you been with since we've been friends CLYDE LOGAN? How many? You think I didn't notice. I mean its not my business who you fuck but do not stand in front of me and pretend you are some fucking altar boy. I mean I think I heard about some kind of massive orgy at Duck Tape once..I poke his chest fiercely. I can't believe you.

KillerSmileClyde:

My mouth curls into a snarl. Are you fuckin' kiddin me? That's real smart comin from the girl who got shit faced drunk just a few nights ago and walked into a strangers room, stripped, and groped him! Then stayed in his bed! Spit flies from my mouth as my voice raises in frustration. I am always fuckin' here for you... offerin' food and a safe place t'nurse yer hangover or an ear when ya had a bad day. CAUSE I CARE Marie!

Im pacing the room now. y'know what. I ain't gonna say I'm sorry... cause I'm not. I never got attention from girls growin up. They all wanted Jimmy. Then I went overseas and came back fucked up. No one wanted me then neither. So yeah, I'm getting attention. Call me a man whore, I don't care. It makes me feel good and I deserve that. After all the shit I've been through I deserve to feel good. My voice cracks with emotion as tears form in my eyes.

Marie Sackler:

My heart smashes behind my ribs. Don't you dare Clyde. Don't you fucking dare try to pull this card on me! You know that I know about your past. I know what you have endured from your injuries overseas. And fuck Jimmy! He only draws in the airheads!

My nostrils flare as I move towards the door. I want to reach out to him and cradle his head against my bare breasts, kiss that prolific nose. I see the tears in his eyes, and it feels like the wind has been knocked from my lungs. I want to feel his smooth hair in my fingers and caress his painful, invisible scars.

Don't talk to me about pain Clyde.. I know pain too. I know what it's like to be the girl that's always overlooked, you know. How about being the fat girl in school that is ALWAYS THE FUCKING BEST FRIEND! I scream, punching the door. I am reliving my teen years every fucking time I come into this bar and see all the women that get to have your undivided attention.

KillerSmileClyde:

WOMAN... are you blind? This is my job ... it's work. I talk and flirt and I get bigger tips, which y'know PAYS MY GODDAMN BILLS. I pull my hair in frustration, groaning loudly. If ya wanna hit and break shit, let's do it. I pick up and throw the lamp from my desk, shattering into pieces on the floor. Go head. But if I hurt ya so damn bad every time ya walk in that damn door, why the hell ya keep comin' back? Huh? If I'm nothing but a painful reminder what's the point anyway...

I hated the words coming out of my mouth as I said them. Pushing people away before they could drop me was the only way I could protect myself. Even though, I knew I would be crushed if I never saw her again. Hating myself for making her feel like I had. She deserved so much more than I could give.

Marie Sackler:

The crash of the lamp hurls me into fight or flight—too many memories of waking up to the sounds of screams and broken glass. Oh, okay, so you are a fucking whore then!

The anger spills out of me like poison. I grab a nearby paperweight and fling it into the opposing wall. It smashes, leaving a hole in its wake.

Why do I keep coming back? That's a good fucking question. Tears stroll down my face as I yell. Why do I? Because you are the purest fucking person, I've ever met. It is fucking INFURIATING!

Without looking, I grab the picture off a nearby wall and smash the frame over my knee; as it drops to the floor, staring back up at me is a photo of Clyde with his Marines squad, full-bodied and smiling. It snaps the already unraveling coil inside of me, and I scream in frustration and sadness. Tears rushing down my face, I heave open the door and move back into the bar.

KillerSmileClyde:

The physical display of her emotional turmoil slapped me in the face as I saw my most prized possession, a picture of me and my brothers in arms, before I lost part of myself, shatter on the floor. I grab her wrist before she can make it past the door, pulling her back in and slamming the door.

NO! Ya don't just get to storm off... we are finishin' this... now. I take a few deep panting breaths trying to collect myself.

Ya can't have it both ways Marie. Ya can't call me pure and a fuckin whore. That don't make no sense. I huff out a groan. I wish you could see yourself like I see you. This incredibly smart, wickedly funny, don't take no shit kind of woman.

No one else would dare talk to me the way you just did. Honestly, if it woulda been anybody else I woulda knocked em out, no questions asked and not felt a single thing. But you... ugh... FUCK! I kick my desk as I turn and walk away.

Marie Sackler:

I grit my teeth at his grasp on me, hauling me back into his office. Intuitively my body tenses, and the instinct to fight, to survive, kicks in.

Are we really going to get that definite with our insults, Clyde? Pure, as in you have a good heart. You know what I meant. I tell you all the time, how wonderful you are. It's no fucking secret. It's never really been that much of a mystery, has it? How I feel about you?....

You stand here crooning my praises now? You have no problem humming pretty words in the ear of those little things that come into the bar every night. You have feelings for me, Clyde Logan?

You have a fantastic way of showing them. How many women have been staying at fucking Casa' Logan? Don't try to pull the emotional card on me!

How many times did I see you 'go get supplies' out back with Claire while I sat in this very bar nursing a drink? How many nights did you stay at Desiray's? I mean, I thought you had fucking moved in with her...

A shriek tears through my chest.

I sound like a jealous asshole!

I thrust open the office door, causing more frames to fall from the wall. I propel into the barroom.

KillerSmileClyde:

I stomp after her back into the bar. Marie stop. Everyone else get the fuck out! I can tell she's fuming but she stays in the bar, the last of the faceless patrons fumble out the door. What in the actual fuck Marie?

I've never seen you act like this. You don't get to come in here and treat me like I'm the fuckin asshole when you're guilty of the same fuckin' shit. Ya done some shady shit too and I don't throw it back in your face.

Even years ago when you were obsessed with that asshole Adam. I don't get it. I know I'm not perfect... but damn... ya ain't gotta act like such a fuckin' cunt.

Shit. I pull my hair and yell as i throw a chair into the jukebox, immediately regretting what I said, I don't mean it. I'm hurt because her words are true. I've treated her like shit and she called me out on it. So if I'm hurting she will too.

Marie Sackler:

I could scarcely comprehend; the offense that fell from his lips. I hardly hear the chair splintering and rattling to the floor. This night, his words, they cut and wound me intensely-wind is knocked from my chest; this man is one of my most trusted and dearest friends.

This is who we are? When we are all stripped down? I lock my gaze with his dusky amber eyes. Wordlessly, I step to him and halt inches from his broad chest; tilting up my head, I hear his labored breathing. Without warning, I strike his face—the vibration of the impact reverberates throughout the bar.

Fuck you, Clyde Logan Logan! I slam my balled-up fists into him, shoving him back.Leave me be then! Fuck off! I swallow down the urge to fall to the floor and sob.

KillerSmileClyde:

The vitriol that had spewed from my lips was too much. I knew it. You knew it. But nothing could take back what I said. The damage was done. The sting that bloomed across my face with the harsh impact of your hand made my head ricochet back and forth. It was like a dam broke within me.

"Fuck me? NO...FUCK YOU! ...using my full fuckin' name like you're my momma or some shit.

When your fists pushed me back I nearly fell, stumbling over my own feet. Your words 'leave me be' break me. My jaw drops as i watch the emotion roll over you, threatening to drown you. I finally find the courage to speak again.

...Marie... I... I'm sorry.

Shame floods over me and I lose every ounce of resolve I had. I don't even remember why we are fighting, other than I'm a piece of shit who always ruins everything. Jimmy thought so, being a shitty look out, Mellie just pitied me. The Bang Brothers thought I was just a simple minded hick. The fucked up thing is I didn't even realize I fucked up the greatest thing I had, Marie, until it was too late.

Hit me... I deserve it.

I whisper and drop to my knees before you, offering myself for any punishment you deem necessary. When I look up at you again, silent tears are falling down my face.

I'm sorry for everything. I understand if you never wanna talk to me again. I know I can't take back what I said and bein' hurt doesn't make what I did right. I'll do anythin' to fix it... please Marie... just say somethin..

Marie Sackler:

His dark waves cascade over his face, veiling his downcast eyes. I feel it, the hurt in every word. I know his heart is destroyed; I know Clyde Logan. This is what makes this so hard. Clyde's a good man, a kind, loving man. But, it couldn't cancel the words. It doesn't erase the long-held feelings, the canceled plans, and seeing him waste all of his love on one night stands and summer flings; when I've been standing here the whole time... I shake my head slowly, tears freely spilling onto my blouse.

"Thank you...for the apology. You're right. It doesn't change anything. It shouldn't have had to come to this for everything to be revealed. I am sorry too.

I am sorry that I came here tonight.

I turn to leave DuckTape.

KillerSmileClyde:

There are a few moments where your words don't register. My brain refusing to believe any of this is real. It must be a dream. No. A horrible nightmare. That must be it... but the sound of the wooden floor creaking under your feet as you turned to leave reminded me it was real.

I hadn't dreamt of loss since the accident. For some reason this hurt even more than losing my hand. What did I do then? When I wanted nothing more than to curl in a ball and let the world waste away around me, swim out too far just to float away until no land was in sight. Did I give in? No. I fought. With every tooth and nail I could, I fought to get back what I had lost. Today would be no different.

I mumble to myself oorah.... I try to stand, to chase after you like they do in the movies but my boot toe catches against the loose board and causes me to trip midway up, one foot and opposite shin on the hard floor. My left forearm arm rests on my bent leg, my words are a broken whisper that can barely be heard.

Marie... please...

Marie Sackler:

What is meant to be a whisper comes over me, similar to a whirlwind.

“Marie...please..."

I turn and see Clyde on one knee, scarlet faced, tears running down his cheeks. The sight of him springs a sob buried within. I let go of the door handle and move slowly towards him.

Please, what Clyde? I bite my cheek to restrain myself from coming undone as I study the pain etched in his face. His eyes bore into mine, I want to blink away and look past him, but I can't. The tone in my plea is gentle but resolved.

"Please...what..?

#Marie Sackler Personal Au Rp #killersmileclyde #ADCU RP #Angst #Fluff #Clyde Logan RP #Clyde Logan

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clydesburntbacon · 4 years

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What crime were you known for as a kid? What would you get away with now if you could?

Stealin girls hearts and stealin girls hearts.

And also petty theft.

#clyde logan #clyde logan roleplay #clyde logan rp #mod stevie

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clydlgn · 3 years

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[ . . . ] 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙵𝙵 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙰𝙻 𝙵𝙾𝙻𝙺. ©

#clyde logan rp #logan lucky rp #indie crime rp #indie rp #sp.#genuinely don't know how to tag him #country boy rp 🤠

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finn-ray-nal-beads · 3 years

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Now Sweetie.

I’ve been told my names been in your mouth an awful lot. Care t’explain?

oh, Clyde my sugar bear....

winking and shying away at your hulking body questioning me

i’ve been... having some horny corny thoughts about us...

twirling a piece of hair in my fingers, biting my lip

do ya think a big strong Corn King like yourself could indulge me just a little?

batting my eyelashes

@corncobbinclyde

#finns rp au #corncobbinclyde #he’s my corn king #corn cobble me honey #clyde logan rp

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desiraypark · 4 years

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If my favorite bartender Clyde wants to leave sweet little notes in my inbox. I'm...I'm here baby boy. Wherever you are.

#clyde logan #Clyde logan rp

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clydeloganlogan · 6 years

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What would you do if I choose Kylo over you?

Sweetheart-I…I’d understand. He’s a lot fancier than I am, his hair is neater and he can even shave his face, plus he’s not cursed. I’d be sad to see you go, but I’d understand. Part of lovin’ ya is learning to let ya go

#clyde answers #clyde logan rp #kylo

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killersmileclyde · 3 years

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Hey there. It’s been a while, ain’t it? I have missed ya somethin’ fierce. I’m happy t’be back ‘n spend some time with y’all.

Being mindful of time and availability, longer RP interactions are not open at this time.

#killersmileclyde #wolfmanclyde #adcu rp #adcu #Clyde Logan #logan lucky #logan lucky rp #ask and you shall receive #send asks #inbox open

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mrs-gucci · 2 years

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Hello!! I’m here for the followers milestone event. Congrats honey! Can I have 1 and 3 . My name is Emily ( she/her). I’m currently studying illustration and would like to become a children’s illustrator and write stories for children. I have a cat named Frodo who is the sweetest boy in the whole world. I’m also really into baking and love decorating cakes. I’m pretty short lol which gets me a lot of teasing from my family. One day I would love to live by the sea with lots of cats and babies lol

hi there! thank you for your kind words, I really appreciate it :) please enjoy your ship and mini love letter!! sorry for the small delay, but I hope it was worth it.

after careful consideration, I ship you with...

loveable country boy CLYDE LOGAN!

I think the two of you have compatible personality traits and would be very happy together, along with Frodo & plenty of little Logan kiddos running around in your seaside cottage! Although Clyde’s a deep country man at heart, he’s got a special place in his heart for seaside life. He’s more than supportive of your career aspirations, always asking to see your most recent sketches and asking about your story ideas, telling you how amazingly talented you are and how proud of you he is. Plus, he’s got quite the sweet tooth and he’s always looking forward to taste-testing whatever delicious treats you’re baking!

...and he sent along a little letter for you ;)

My Darling,

I know this letter is a little random, but I’ve been thinking a lot about you and about us lately, and I just wanted to write all my thoughts out on paper. So, you’ll have to stick with me on this one.

I love you so, so much Emily, and I just can’t imagine my life without you in it. You’ve seen me at my best, you’ve seen me at my worst; you’ve been there for it all and you’ve still chosen to love me. Me. Some days, I wake up and I still can’t believe it. I look over and see you sleeping next to me and sometimes it takes me a second to process that you’re really there next to me.

You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, sweetness, and I’m so thankful for you. Before I met you, I thought that my luck would never change. I thought the grip of the Logan family curse would never let me go, and especially after losing my arm, I was just really down. But then you came along and I just knew, I knew you were something special. I knew, then, that my luck had changed.

You make me happier than I ever thought possible, and I can’t thank you enough for that. And of course, I can’t go too long in this letter without mentioning Frodo, the little rascal. I didn’t think I’d be much of a cat man, but I do enjoy it when he curls up on my shoulder and he makes a good snuggle partner when you’re sketching or doing some baking.

Well, that’s really all I wanted to say, just that I love you and that I appreciate you a lot. I’m so excited to see what the future brings for us, darling. I love you so damn much, please don’t ever forget that.

Yours, Clyde

❖ part of the follower milestone(s) clusterfuck event! ❖

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jynzandtonic · 3 years

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I’m late as usual, so no pressure if it’s past the guys’ bedtime. But I’d love to know what Flip and Clydes ideal weekend in the wilderness with you would entail?

Hope your weekend has been nice so far!

One’a those double-wide sleeping bags. Sleepin’ in and making pancakes and bacon on the griddle in the morning. Stories by the campfire. Lazy lovemakin’ to keep the cold away at night. I’d sure love it if you could teach me about the constellations.

Cowboy coffee over the fire at sunrise. You wearing one of my flannels to keep warm when the air gets cold in the evening. Feeling your skin on mine in bed. Walking behind you on the trail so I get a good view of that gorgeous ass.

#saturdays are for the boys #ask clyde #ask flip #flip zimmerman #clyde logan #clyde logan rp #flip zimmerman rp #safarigirlsp #camping

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wolfmanclyde · 3 years

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It’s a good night for a run