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thetravelerwrites · 5 years

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Johnny (Cowboy Minotaur) Pt. 1

Rating: Orange Relationship: Male Human/Male Minotaur Additional Tags: Exophilia, Reader-Insert, Monster Lover, Interspecies Relationship, Male Reader, Male Monster, Gay Reader, Gay Monster, Post Gold Rush, 1860's California, Cowboys, Cowboy Minotaur Words: 3349

Another commission for @severedreamerbeard. The reader is called to a boomtown by his uncle, who is the mayor, to be the new deputy for the sheriff. It doesn't take long for him to realize the stern, stoic sheriff is hiding a secret. Please reblog and leave feedback!

*Note: Bláithín is pronounced "Blaw-heen."

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September, 1866. The California gold rush had ended more than ten years ago, but people continued to move out there in the hopes of finding their fortune. As such, small towns popped up all over the west faster than the census could keep up. Your uncle was the mayor in one such town and had written you a letter asking you to come out to help.

A rabble of undesirables had made camp just outside of town, and there wasn’t enough lawmen in the fledgling town of Redington to keep them at bay. He knew from letters with your father that you’d had a tough time adjusting to life in the city after living on a farm for most of your life, so he asked if you’d be interested in coming out to be the deputy for the newly-appointed sheriff, John.

He warned you in his letter that the sheriff was gruff and taciturn with more muscle than charm, having been a lawman for more than fifteen years already. He was a minotaur, which actually put you at ease; you’d worked with minotaurs on the farm before.

After writing back to inform your uncle that you’d accepted the job, you packed your belongings, bid farewell to the few friends you’d made while in the city, and caught a train west.

The train didn’t go right to the town, so you’d had to hire a stagecoach to take you the rest of the way.

“It’s gon’ be a rough trip,” the grizzled coachman said. “We’ll be runnin’ through them ol’ boys territory, unless yer wantin’ go the long way, which is another day’s ride and is gon’ cost you another five dollars.”

“You got a gun?” You asked him.

He snorted and pulled a hidden six shooter and a four-chamber Colt revolver from his vest.

You nodded. “We’ll be takin’ the short way, then.”

He shrugged as if to say your funeral and jerked his chin, indicating it was time to go, and you threw your bags into the coach and followed behind.

About two hours into the ride, your heard a loud whistle and the horses shied, bringing the coach to a standstill. From the window, you could see about four men on horses, leaning over their pommels with guns in hand. None were larger than a .36 or a .44, and most were single shooters.

“Whatcha’ got in there, Earlie?” One of the men said.

“Some city-slicker too cheap to pay for the long way,” The coachman said dispassionately. “Ain’t worth much by my reckonin’, and I ain’t got nothing fer ya neither, Lloyd, so git.”

“Let’s get him out here, then,” Lloyd said. “Have a chat with ‘em.”

The coachman sighed and thumped the roof. “What say you, stranger?”

You took your shotgun and your gun belt out of your bags and slung it around your waist before stepping out.

“Afternoon, boys,” You said, placing your hat on your head and shouldering your shotgun. “What can I do for ya?”

The leader, Lloyd, squinted down at you. He was a dirty mess, like all in his group, but he had contrastingly white teeth that seemed to be the only thing about his appearance he cared for.

“Well, newcomer, I don’t blame you for not knowin’, but there’s a toll to pass through these parts.”

“A toll, eh?” You said, scratching your nose. “Well, I’m afraid I ain’t got no money to give you boys, but I got a job waitin’ for me in that town up ahead. I’d be happy to pay it once I’m set up.”

Lloyd clucked his tongue. “See, now, that’s a problem for us,” He said. “If we let you through without payin’, ever-body’s gon’ think it’s fine to not pay. And then how we gon’ make a livin’, huh?”

“Get an honest job and stop shakin’ folk down with phony tolls?” You suggested.

“Hey!” Lloyd shouted from his horse, making it prancing in place in agitation. “We provide a service! If it weren’t fer us, any good-for-nothing could come wanderin’ into our town.”

“Your town, huh?” You asked. “I wonder how many people in that town would agree with that statement.”

“Hey, you wanna shut your trap?” Earlie hissed. “You tryna get us shot?”

“No need,” You said with a smile, looking at the horizon. “The cavalry is comin’.”

Out in the distance, two horses were trotting up to greet you. On one was your uncle, and on the other was a large, black bison minotaur with a grim look on his face. He wore a grey shirt with a pinstripe vest and dark, sturdy trousers. He also had on a coat with loops instead of buttonholes and a large stetson with holes for his massive horns. He had two sidearms and a bandolier slung over one shoulder. His silver sheriff’s badge shown brightly in the high sunlight.

“Lloyd,” He said, nodding politely, but there was a hint of a warning in his deep, gravelly voice. “Boys. What’re y’all doin’ here?”

“Just greeting the newcomer, sheriff,” Lloyd said, smiling a blinding, disingenuous smile. “Wanted to make sure he understood how things work ‘round here.”

“My nephew, the new deputy, will learn how things work well enough without your help, Lloyd,” Uncle George said.

The smile slipped from Lloyd’s mouth, leaving a sour look on his face. “I reckon he will, then,” He said darkly. “Come on, boys. We ain’t got no more business here. For now.”

The men whooped and hollered and turned their horses, riding off in a cloud of dust.

“Good riddance,” Your uncle said, jumping down.

“Hey, Uncle George!” You said, reaching out for a hug.

George reciprocated. “Good to see you, my boy!” He held you at arms length and looked you up and down. “You’re thin! City life disagrees with you, son.”

“That, I can’t argue,” You said, grinning.

“Son, this is our sheriff, John,” Uncle George said, motioning to the large minotaur.

“Call me Johnny,” He said, shaking your hand firmly. “You handled yourself well. My last potential deputy pissed himself when Lloyd rode up on ‘im.”

You laughed loudly. “Well, I’m used to runnin’ off cattle thieves back on my pa’s farm. That Lloyd feller seems like the same sort of lowlife.”

“Hey,” The coachman said. “This is a lovely reunion and all, but you only paid for the day. You wanna sit around flappin’ yer gums, you can either pay another dollar for makin’ me wait around or I can high tail it outta here, up to y’all.”

“Hush, Earlie,” Uncle George said. “Come on, boy, get up in the coach ‘fore Earlie pitches a fit. Let’s get you to town and settled in.”

You’d been to this town once before, when your uncle, who was a wealthy man in New York, moved out here with a bunch of settlers to put the town up. You’d helped him build his house, and a few of the other houses as well, before your uncle decided you’d done enough for him and sent you home. As thanks, your uncle had left you his house in the city, but you soon found yourself out of your element and uncomfortable there. Getting the letter from your uncle had been a relief.

As soon as you got into town, the coach stopped and you retrieved your bags. Both Uncle George and Sheriff Johnny leapt off their horses and tied them to a hitching post with a water trough.

“You’re still familiar with the town, I assume?” George asked.

“Yessir,” You said.

“Well, not much has changed since you been here last, so I’ll let Johnny here take the reins and show you your job.” He slapped Johnny on the shoulder. “I’ve got some work needs doing at town hall, but I’ll meet up with you at The Sixer’s saloon later, all right?”

“Sure thing, Uncle,” You replied, shaking his hand before he walked off.

“Well, then,” Johnny said, folding his arms. “You got any experience with bein’ a lawman, kid?”

“No sir,” You said.

“But you’ve done farmwork? You look strong,” He said, looking you up and down, appraising you.

You tried not to blush. “I’m a fair hand and a good worker.”

“How’s your shot?”

“Middlin’. Better at long range.”

“That’ll do,” He said. “Lemme show you the jailhouse.”

You followed him to the jail and he opened the door. There were three cells, bare, but there were bedrolls stored on shelves in the walls of each. There was a table with two chairs, a desk full of papers, and a wanted board with a few posters on it. There was a door, which led to a bunkroom with four beds, each with it’s own side table and chest of drawers. Only one of the beds looked used; the others looked brand new.

“Take any bed you like,” Johnny told you. “There ain’t no other deputies, but in a town this small, more’n one is too many.”

“What about them boys threatenin’ the town?” You asked him, laying your bags on the bed across from Johnny’s.

Johnny snorted. “Your uncle’s over-reactin’. It’s nothing I couldn’t have handled on my own.”

“How many are there?”

“Other’n Lloyd and the boys you saw outside of town? About three or four more. Their leader is a minotaur named Randall.”

“I was under the assumption Lloyd was the leader,” You told him, surprised.

“Well, I guess that’s your first lesson, then,” Johnny said, sitting on his bunk. It creaked under his weight. “Don’t go assumin’ things. Randall likes to… supervise, I s’pose. He lets Lloyd take care of his business unless things get rowdy. Randall only likes to jump in when there’s an ass whoopin’ to be dealt. He loves any chance to prove he’s the biggest swingin’ dick on this side of the tracks.”

“Yeah, I knew a few o’ them back in my town,” You replied evenly. “Lemme guess, mean drunk?”

“Right on the money,” Johnny said. “He’s a short, stumpy, angry son of a bitch just about all the time, but more so when he drinks. And he drinks a lot. And often. Other’n that, this job ain’t so hard. Break up fights, arrest troublemakers, that sorta thing. Simple fights get a few days in a cell, assaults are a couple weeks and a fine. Anything bigger’n that goes in front of the judge. Judge Jones makes a rulin’ and we take care of the rest. We don’t hold prisoners indefinitely; long term prisoners are taken to the big house in Sacramento. We do the hangin’s here, though.”

“Have there been many hangin’s?” You asked.

“None so far,” Johnny said, taking a swig from a flask that was sitting on his bedside table. “And I aim to keep it that way.”

“Hence my arrival,” You ventured.

Johnny huffed a laugh. “No offense, kid, but I was doin’ just fine long before that uncle o’ yours got a bee in his bonnet about Randall and his boys. I didn’t ask for help, don’t think I need any help, and you comin’ here hasn’t changed my mind an inch. Just do as your told and stay outta my way, and we’ll get along just fine.”

You ducked your head sideways in acknowledgement. “Fair enough. Hopefully I won’t be sittin’ around all the time, though. I like to be movin’ and doin’.”

“There’ll be plenty for you to do, kid, don’t you be worryin’ ‘bout that,” He said, slapping both of his knees and standing abruptly. “Come on, let’s get you squared away. We’re gon’ need to get the blacksmith to fashion you a badge. You can unpack later.”

As Johnny promised, there was plenty to do, including cleaning the cells, brushing down Johnny’s horse, and mending the corral fence. If you didn’t know better, you were more of a work hand to Johnny than a deputy. You might have been annoyed by this, but it was better than city living. New York was just so damn boring and unfamiliar compared to the farm. This was all more natural to you.

Later that evening, you and Johnny met up with your uncle and an older gentleman in the Sixer’s. They were at a table playing cribbage and eating an evening meal. Uncle George bid the two of you to pull up a seat and asked the centaur barmaid to bring two more bowls of stew and some beer.

“Son, this is my good friend, Judge Herbert Jones,” Uncle George said, pointing. “You’ll be dealing with him mostly when it comes to crimes bigger than simple brawls.”

“Your Honor,” You said, shaking the older man’s hand.

“Jones is fine, boy. How old are you?” He asked.

“Twenty,” You answered.

“Old enough,” Jones said. “Welcome to town. Johnny’s been doin’ a hell of a job before now, but with Randall’s gang takin’ up residence just outside of town, we need the extra hands.”

“I respectfully disagree, Judge, but your word is, in fact, the law ‘round here, so I won’t complain,” Johnny said, leaning back as the barmaid set a his food in front of him.

“I recommended hirin’ on three deputies,” Jones said, pointing his fork at Johnny. “Be grateful you managed to talk me down to one.”

Johnny flicked his hat in acknowledgement and started eating.

“Oh, lord,” Uncle George said. “Speak of the devil and he shall appear.”

I turned to look at the saloon doors and saw Lloyd come in, followed by another minotaur. This one resembled a Shorthorn, dappled red and white, and though taller than you, he was much shorter than Johnny. One of his horns was broken. He had a sunken, sallow look about his face and he had a cob pipe sticking out of his lips. He had an open bottle of something that he took a swig from.

“Oi!” The barmaid said in a heavy Southern Irish accent. She was wearing a leather corset over a lace blouse and a red bolero jacket. Her eugenia riding hat was festooned with silk flowers and feather fascinators. Her brown horse half was unadorned, though her black tail was intricately braided. “Ya can’t be bringin’ yer own booze in my establishment, ya gobshite! ”

“Settle, Bláithín,” Johnny said, standing. “I’ll handle this.”

“Ya better, boy-o,” Bláithín said, folding her arms. “They’re already owed a baytin for bashin’ me windas. Last those mogs set foot in here, they got scuttered and run out all my punters.”

“I got it, I got it,” Johnny said, holding up his hands.

“Hey there, Sheriff,” Randall said, walking up to Johnny. With the two of them standing face-to-face, their height difference was even more pronounced. “Heard you got a new deputy from Lloyd. Made quite the impression, as I heard it.”

Johnny snorted in annoyance. “Kid,” He said flatly. “You got callers.”

You stepped forward and to Johnny’s right. “Evenin’, Lloyd,” You said, raising your hat minutely. “I’m assumin’ this must be Randall. Howdy?”

“Howdy,” Randall said slowly, looking you up and down. “He’s a strong lookin’ fella, John. Thought you liked your boys soft.”

“Shut your mouth,” Johnny said in a harsh undertone, a clear warning in his voice.

“What’s he--”

“Nothin’,” Johnny said, interrupting you. “Don’t meddle in business that don’t concern you.” His tone made it clear he was in no mood for questions.

Don’t concern me? You thought. Wasn’t Randall talking about past deputies?

Judge Jones stood up and folded his arms, looking at the scene dryly.

“Alright, boys, I think it’s time for y’all to be movin’ on,” He said.

“Now, now, Judge, we just got here,” Randall drawled.

“Bláithín’s rules are simple. No bringin’ in your own liquor, so’s I think you’d best be off.”

Randall took a long, long draw from his bottle while staring at the judge. When he was finished, he stepped in close, really close, to Johnny and whispered, “You got this town in your pocket, sheriff, but if I wanted, I could have you hanged with a snap of my fingers. I could bring a whole mob of people here and watch you dangle from a tree. You think on that ‘fore you go around tellin’ people what to do.” He backed up and turned to Lloyd. “Let’s go. We’ll be back, horse girl. Best have your best whiskey out or you regret it.”

“Go score a goat’s arse, you chancer!” She shouted at his retreating back, stamping her front hoof in agitation. They left through the swinging door, leaving silence in their wake.

Johnny was breathing hard. What Randall said had riled him up, but he was clearly struggling to maintain control. His sudden shift in temperament had completely confused you. He turned around mechanically without saying anything and sat back down at the table, continuing to eat his dinner.

“I believe it’s time to call it a night,” Uncle George said. “Interest you in a night cap at the courthouse, Herb?”

“Sounds good to me,” Jones said. “Boys,” He said, tipping his hat as he followed Uncle George out.

You turned and regarded Johnny, eating his stew as if he’d not eating in days, though he didn’t seem to be enjoying it. When he was finished, he downed his beer, threw some coins on the table, and walked out without a word.

You were going to go after him, but Bláithín stopped you.

“I wouldna bother him, buck,” she said. “John’s a solitary man. Needs his time alone.”

“What did Randall mean?” You asked.

“Even if I knew, it wouldn’t be my tale to tell, lad,” She said, wiping down the bar. “John’s a new addition to this town, only been here a month or two, brought on by the judge. Much of his past is a mystery, and he’s not exactly chatty about himself.” She rested her elbow on the bar and put her chin on her palm, sighing. “A shame, that. I’d like a crack at that buck, I’ll tell ya. Laid it on thick when he first got to town. Most of the ladies did. Handsome, stern, and stoic: who wouldn’t like that? But,” She said, straightening up. “He passed on all of us. Dedicated to his work, he said.” She went back to wiping. “Your stew’s gettin’ cold, youngster.”

You sat back down at the table with your thoughts in a roil. What on earth could Randall do to get Johnny hanged? Johnny seemed like an upright, by-the-book man, so what could Randall possibly have on Johnny that would have him so stressed?

You bought another beer to wash down your dinner and give Johnny some more alone time, then finally wandered back to the jailhouse.

When you went into the bunkroom, Johnny was either asleep or pretending to be. You didn’t bother him.

Sitting on your bunk, you began to take off your boots and belt, looking over at Johnny. He had his shirt off and was sleeping in his trousers, faced against the wall. You admired the sculpted muscles of his shoulders as they merged smoothly with the contours of his back and down. His behind filled out his trousers pretty well, leaving little to the imagination. You wondered what it looked like without…

Suddenly, it hit you like a bolt of lightning. Didn’t seem interested in any of the women, didn’t want deputies, kept to himself and didn’t talk about his past, had a secret that could get him hanged. Of course, it was obvious. Johnny was just like you.

You had been attracted to men since you could remember, and when you first told your father at age eight, he’d beaten you senseless. You found out that loving men was considered “perverse” and “indecent” and, more importantly, illegal. It wasn’t an executable offense, but lynch mobs didn’t care much about that. So you hid your true nature all your life, fending off women and keeping lovers secret, not that you’d had many.

You lay back in your bunk and stared at the ceiling, willing yourself not to ogle Johnny in the dark.

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ydolanssss · 5 years

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Attitude G.D

Okay first smut, probably ass but oh well

Grayson x black reader

Warning: oral (female receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it up kids)

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"Hey Ethan where's y/n?"

"i don't know I think shes in your room"

For some reason y/n has been acting wierd lately, she dosent come out of the house much. Shes either in my room or hers but I'm worried about her.

"hey y/n you-" I walked in and she on my bed. Naked. Shes touching herself, and whispering my name. They're diving so deep in her, I shouldn't be watching but she's just so beautiful, her thighs, her brown skin, her pussy is so wet. Just for me. I've thought about her that way but I thought I didn't have a chance, guess I was wrong.

I haven't been able to stop thinking about him. I've been more distant because I don't want to catch feelings, I'm sure it's just lust but I don't know, but it needs to fucking stop he's my best friend, I don't want to ruin the friendship, I feel so dirty touching myself in his room while he's home. He could catch me but I kind of want him to.

"ugh fuck gray please"

"please what mama?"

I let out a yell, and run into the bathroom and close the door.

"Damn gray! Oh my God I'm so sorry! I-i didn't mean to-"

"Hey it's okay, come out here I got a shirt for you." He hands it to you through a crack of the door. It's his black button up. It comes right below your ass. You walk out hiding you face behind your braids.

"G-gray, I'm sorry I was- um I ain't gon front I've been thinking bout you in that kinda way and I just- ugh I'm so sorry"

He walks up to you and brushes you braids behind you and puts his hand on the side of your neck

"hey, hey, it's okay. I've been thinking about you in that kinda way too."

He smirks when he sees your leg tighten. He moves his hand to the top of your ass and he pulls you closer. Your breath hitches realizing how close your faces were.

"H-have you really?, Like that kinda way or like something else because it would make more sense if it was a different kinda way ya know because like you probably don't want me like that and-" you stop rambling because you hear Grayson laughing, catching an attitude you push him off of you and cross your arms.

"Excuse me! I'm over here being real with you and you fucking laughing at me!"

He stops laughing, and looks at your short frame because he's like a whole foot taller than you, absolutely loving you in his clothes.

"Hey you better chill with that lil attitude girl."

"Make me." You immediately realize what you just said, and you don't regret it.

He backs you into a wall on hand above your head one around your waist pulling you close to him.

"I'll make you alright"

He grabs you from under your thighs and presses you against the wall. Finally he kisses you, it rough but his lips are soft. You moan into the kiss, he releases your lips and starts attacking your neck, you grab his hair pulling on it, his hands make it to your ass and he carries over to his bed and he lays you down.

Both of his forearms by your head "Did you cum earlier? When I came in?"

You look up at him and bite you lip and shake your head "nuh-uh".

"How about I go down on you mama, huh? You want that? I know I do."

"yes gray, please"

"that's not my name baby"

"daddy, please"

"of course, mama." He starts to unbutton the shirt and leaves kisses down the valley of your breasts. "So fucking pretty." He grabs your tits and sucks on one of your nipples.

"these fucking tits" he shakes the other in his hand watching it jiggle.

"mmm daddy, please"

"patience baby"

He's continues, skipping past your pussy instead starting at your thigh leaving marks all over each one. He finally reaches where you need him most, he take two fingers and opens up your lips.

"so wet, so pretty, all for me huh?, Who's pussy is this?

"yours daddy, all yours."

"Damn straight"

Licks a bold strip up you pussy and circles the tip of it around you clit. "ughhhhhhh, fuck yes".

His fingers plung into you and curl right onto your g-spot while his mouth sucks and bites on you clit. Your hand fly to his hair and thighs slam around his head. He uses his other hand and spreads them open.

"keep 'em spread mama" the vibrations from his voice travel through you causing your thighs to start shaking.

"God, fuck!! Oh my God I'm so close daddy! Yes, yes!". You lift up off of the bed, squirting into his face, thighs shaking, he sucks a little more and pumps his fingers to ride out your high, drinking all that you gave him.

"fuck you taste so damn good, so tight too, I don't know I'll fit." Your eyes widen. 'damn is he really that big'

"yes, I am" you realize you ended up say it out loud.

"oh shit okay"

He strips himself of his pants and lines up at you entrance.

"you ready mama?"

"as ready as I'll ever be"

He slides in all the way, balls deep inside of you, you both moan simultaneously.

"god your so fucking tight mama" he starts moving, you can feel him in your guts.

"daddy,your so deep fuck"

"where do you feel me?"

"in my tummy"

"oh yea, that's where I'm gonna cum too, deep, deep inside of you. I'm gonna make you my babymama"

That statement honestly dosent scare you. He starts ramming his dick inside of you slamming against your cervics you already know you will not be able to walk tomorrow. You claw down his back, his face in your neck, moaning and grunting.

"ugh fuck daddy!" You moan right up against his ear which drives him fucking nuts, he pulls out, and you whine at the feeling of emptiness, he pulls you to the end of the bed and puts both legs on one of his shoulders, and props his right foot on the bed and slams back into you making you shout at the roughness, wet sounds coming from you two bounce of the wall along with your moans.

"ugh god, daddy I'm so close!"

"Me to baby, hold it for me okay"

"god I cant!"

"you can and you will"

His voice makes you clench and that bring him to his climax, few more hard thrusts, his hips stutter and he's cumming deep inside you just like he said, "fuuuuck yes, baby."

After he's done he pulls out, when some of his cum spills out he quick to finger it back into you causing you to whimper a little more. He falls down beside you and pulls you close.

"Y/n, d-do you, a-are you...you don't have to have my kids, i-i want you to but like I said it because I was in the moment and everything because I really care about you, and i don't know I might be moving to fast maybe-ish kinda-".

Now it's your time to laugh at him and his nervous rambling.

"gray it's okay, it's okay. I'll have your kids I don't know why but I want too."

He's smiling like a kid who just got his favorite toy, "You wanna be my babymama? For real?". "Yes gray I'll be your babymama."

He smothers you in kisses but ends up stopping due to a slamming door. Ethan.

"GRAY, WTF YOU GO TO LOOK FOR Y/N AND NEXT THIS I KNOW SHE YELLING AND YOUR ABOUT TO BE A DAD?!"

"Ethan bro, one: stop yelling, two: she wasn't yelling she was screaming," which results in you slapping him on the chest already thoroughly embarrassed, all he does is laugh "and third yes I'm gonna be a dad, and your gonna be an uncle, and y/n's gonna be a mom. Isn't that great??"

Ethan still standing at the doorway jaw on the floor. "What the fuck ever, man congratulations." You end up falling asleep right after because you are worn the fuck out for obvious reasons.

*THIS WAS ASS*

*IM SORRY I TRIED*

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hoeseamatthews · 5 years

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In The Nick Of Time

A/N: My first fic for this fandom! I’m a lil bit nervous about this, but I still hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,796

Summary: You’re caught in a sticky situation, but luckily for you, an old, familiar face unexpectedly comes to your aid.

“Hey, you get your damn hands offa me! The hell d’you think you are?!”

You struggle to wrench yourself free from the client who’s currently dragging you up the stairs of La Bastille Saloon to his rented room. A drink is what you’d initially agreed to, and he’s obviously taken it too far with the booze tonight, which is a deal-breaker for you. You’ve never taken advantage of a drunk man in any way, shape, or form, and you’re certainly not about to start now.

Of course, when you’d told him you’d prefer to call it a night, and that maybe he’ll see you tomorrow night instead when he’s sober, he didn’t take too kindly to that. Even though he’s absolutely spangled, he still has you in a vice grip, and he holds you even tighter while he fumbles to open the door to his room.

“Shut up an’ keep quiet!”

He slurs, staggering slightly, momentarily releasing the handle on the door and steady himself with his free hand. His grasp is tight enough to bruise your forearm, and despite the fact that you haven’t prevailed in the struggle so far, you persist.

“I told you, it ain’t happenin’! Not tonight!” you fire back, “Someone’s gonna come along an’ put you in your place if you don’t let me go!”

Leering in, he laughs mirthlessly, and you can almost taste the whiskey on his breath, never mind smell it. You grimace, trying to turn away, but he’s got you cornered with nowhere to go.

“Yeah? Who’s gon’ come and help out some whore, huh?”

You’re silent, and for him, that says it all. He manages to get the door ajar, and you cling to the wall in a desperate last effort to get yourself out of the situation, proceeding to make a racket as you do so. He’s bound to overpower you, you already know that, but you want to at least try preventing the inevitable, or maybe give yourself time to conjure up a way to catch him off guard somehow-

“The hell is goin’ on out here?!”

A hotel room door swings open, snapping you out of your rapidly racing thoughts. Out steps a gruff looking stranger, and upon closer inspection, you come to realise that he is, in fact, not a stranger at all.

Arthur Morgan.

Not that you were ever expecting to meet him again, certainly not under these circumstances, you never did forget that name or face.

Back before everything had completely turned to shit for you, he’d once helped you and your parents out with trouble with bandits targeting your ranch while he was just passing through one day. Even then, his timing was perfect. Some things truly never do change, huh?

Your client turns to look at Arthur, and he scoffs, shaking his head at him, refusing to loosen his grip on you.

“Nothin’ for you to worry about. Get outta here! This ain’t nothin’ to do with you!”

Arthur strides forward, and his gaze is piercing, unfaltering. He stares the stranger down with every step he takes, until finally, he’s standing directly in front of him, keeping up the eerily calm resolve.

“The lady told you to let her go, mister. I suggest you listen to her.”

His voice is low, the hint of a threat behind his words. He’s almost challenging the man to argue back, and the poor bastard is drunk - more like dumb - enough to keep running his mouth. However, it’s enough to get him to finally release you, and without a second thought, you’re ducking out of the way.

“Get outta my face, boy, or I’ll knock you flat on your ass!”

He bites back immediately, sneering at an unflinching Arthur, which only seems to anger him even more. He draws an arm back, ready to swing at him and stay true to his word, but Arthur simply ducks to the side before it can connect.

Arthur simply shoves the stranger in the direction of the nearest wall with enough force for him to bounce back off of it, and he falls sideways, his head connecting with a side table. He hits the floor with a thud, flat on his face, and you stare, shocked at first. Then, the shock quickly morphs into fear. You’re honestly not sure if he’s just inadvertently killed this man or not, and before you can even stammer out an apology for intervening, Arthur is crouching down and rolling the man over onto his back, and he holds a hand out in front of his face, leaving it there for a second or two.

“It’s alright.” he hums, still crouching, “He’s still breathin’.”

Arthur glances at you before he rises back up to his full height again, and then, he turns his full attention to you. You bite your lip and nod slightly, doing everything possible to avoid looking him in the eye, but you know you’re going to have to at some point during this interaction.

“You alright, miss?”

“I...y-yeah. I think so.” you near enough mumble, and your eyes finally meet his, “...Thank you. If...if there’s anythin’ I can do to pay you back, just name it. I ain’t got much, but...I owe you.”

Now that Arthur’s had the chance to really look at you, there’s a flicker of recognition in his features. It doesn’t go unnoticed by you, and while he can’t place a name to the face to begin with, it eventually hits him like a punch to the gut.

“...(Y/N) (Y/L/N).”

He states your name, properly studying you now. What was once loosely braided hair now resembles a nest. Decent clothes have now become rags, and the bright smile you once wore has now turned into a semi-permanent frown. He can hardly believe it at first, but there’s no mistaking that it’s most definitely you.

You sigh and shuffle your feet, nodding slightly, and Arthur frowns, leading you away from the unconscious man laying before you both.

“What happened to you? Your daddy lose the ranch or somethin’?”

He asks, and that sets you off crying. But you don’t blame him. He has no idea what happened back then, and you sure as hell don’t owe him an explanation, but you’re about to give him one anyway.

“No, uh...y-you...well…” you stutter, pausing only to compose yourself, “...Remember those bandits, the day you met me, momma, and daddy?”

You ask, and he nods, willing you to continue in your own time.

“They...some of ‘em got away. Half of ‘em wasn’t even shot that day, and...they came back. Killed momma and daddy. They was gonna kill me, too.”

Your voice breaks, and the tears flow with no intention of stopping anytime soon. You momentarily turn your back on Arthur, praying you can calm yourself down to at least finish what you’re in the midst of telling him.

“Aw, miss, that’s real awful.”

Arthur sighs, and even then, he’s not sure if he’s saying the right thing, but he figures that it’s better than standing in silence. Your sobs turn into sniffles, and you slowly turn back to him, swiping the tears away with the back of your hand.

“...I got away. Hopped on the first horse I found and rode the hell outta there. Didn’t know where I was goin’, but...thought Saint Denis was promisin’.”

You clear your throat, looking him in the eye before you continue. Arthur is listening intently, arms folded, his eyes not leaving your face while he gives you the time to tell your story, knowing that nobody else is likely to have even asked about it anyway, so he grants you that, at least.

“I didn’t have nowhere to go. Slept in the backs of empty wagons an’ some folks barn when I knew they wasn’t gonna catch me there. Probably woulda shot me or somethin’. And...now here I am, waitin’ out on the street for whichever feller wants to take me with ‘im, just so I got enough money to eat, or maybe get myself a room if I’m lucky. Lord knows how I survived this long.”

You let out a shaky sigh, shrugging to yourself, trying to smile despite it all. But you fail. Your lip quivers, sobs threatening to resume all over again, even though you’re trying your hardest to put on a brave face.

Arthur could easily leave you here, give you enough money so you can at least attempt to start over elsewhere. But he doesn’t. Instead, he considers you for a moment, weighing both options he has in mind. Finally, he sighs, shaking his head slightly, but it’s meant more for himself, not you.

He doesn’t usually do things quite like this, but he knows you’ve lost everything you held dear, and he really does feel sorry for you. Had Arthur not already known you, maybe he’d see the situation differently, and even though you’re falling apart at the seams in comparison to the last time he saw you, he knows that the sweet and amiable rancher’s daughter from his memory is still hidden away in there somewhere.

“...C’mon.”

He stands aside, creating space to allow you to pass, but you don’t. You simply stare at him, dumbfounded and frozen in place, mouth slightly agape. Arthur gestures to the clear path in front of him, nodding his head to the side, signalling you to follow him.

“Wh-...What?”

“I’m gettin’ you outta here, somewhere safe. I ain’t just gonna leave you on your own like that.” when you step forward, he continues, “I’m with a group, where we’re camped out ain’t too far from here. You can stay with us.”

A few seconds later, your feet drag along the hotel hallway floor whilst your legs carry you towards Arthur. You open your mouth to speak, but no sentence, let alone any words, spill out. He waits until you’re by his side before he continues to walk, remaining close to you in hopes of you feeling some form of comfort from his presence. You do, of course, and it’s not until you’re halfway down the stairs that lead into the saloon that you’re finally able to speak.

“You...d’you think they’re gonna mind? I don’t wanna just show up if it’s gonna be-”

“It’s all gonna be fine.”

Arthur interjects, softly. He halts just before the next step, and he turns to gaze down at you, occasionally glancing down at your hand, as if he’s asking permission to take it. When you don’t shy away, he slowly reaches out, clasping your significantly smaller hand in his, and he gives it a reassuring squeeze.

“Come with me, sweetheart. I’m gon’ help you out. I promise.”

#arthur morgan x reader #rdr fic #rdr2 fanfic #fem!reader #arthur morgan/reader

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·✧ NEVER LOST WORD: 8tracks | youtube

hey so this is the second installment of the big dr playlists i have! its about every character and their trial so its a long one ! i think this one is the longest despite v3 having the most songs in it. hmmm.. anyways i hope u guys like it! theres a surprise at the end!

★ mod maya.

✪ VALLEY OF THE DOLLS - MARINA got a hole inside of me / living with identities that do not belong to me (shsl impostor)

✪ EAT ME - MISHA BIRD FT. RUBY go ahead and touch me / hold me / kiss me / eat me / do anything you want and set me free (teruteru hanamura)

✪ A LITTLE PARTY NEVER KILLED NOBODY - FERGIE a little party never killed nobody / so we gon dance until we drop / a little party never killed nobody / right here, right nows all we got (chapter one)

✪ RUN THE WORLD (GIRLS) - BEYONCE this goes out to all my girls / thats in the club rocking the latest / who buy it for themselves / and get more money later (mahiru kozumi)

✪ LUMP YA HEAD - HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD you lucky you aint dead if you know they sent me (peko pekoyama)

✪ PARTNERS IN CRIME - SET IT OFF you’ll never take us alive / we swore that death would do us part / so now we haunt you in the dark (chapter two)

✪ DANCE, DANCE - FALL OUT BOY dance, this is the way theyd love / if they how misery loved me (hiyoko saionji)

✪ PARTY JUNKIE - SATSUKI GA TENKOMORI because dont wanna cry / words are meaningless / keep on dancing! / put your hands up! / dont stop moving buddy! (ibuki mioda)

✪ MEDICINE - DAUGHTER you’ve got a warm heart / youve got a beautiful brain / but its disintegrating / from all the medicine (mikan tsumiki)

✪ SARCASM - GET SCARED don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts / if this is love i dont wanna be loved / you pollute the room with a filthy tongue (chapter three)

✪ HARDER, BETTER, FASTER, STRONGER - DAFT PUNK work it harder / make it better / do it faster / makes us stronger (nidai nekomaru)

✪ RAP GOD - EMINEM so you be thor and ill be odin / you rodent, im omnipotent (gundam tanaka)

✪ FUNHOUSE - PINK this used to be a funhouse / but now its full of evil clowns / im gonna burn it down (chapter four)

✪ GET LUCKY - DAFT PUNK im up all night for good fun / im up all night to get lucky (nagito komaeda)

✪ VIDEO GAMES - THE YOUNG PROFESSIONALS watching all our friends fall / in and out of old pauls / this is my idea of fun / playing video games (chiaki nanami)

✪ SYNTHETIC GIRL - PROJECT OVERDOZE FT. HATSUNE MIKU believe! dance! sing! / im watching all your dreams with a smile / the world thats here is yours / never forget that (chapter five)

✪ MASTERMIND - MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCE i am the mastermind / intelligent by design / it makes me wanna cry (izuru kamukura and junko enoshima)

✪ DEAR AGONY - BREAKING BENJAMIN dear agony / just let go of me / suffer slowly / is this the way its gotta be (last chapter)

✪ GIRLS - MARINA girls they never befriend me / cause i fall asleep when they speak / of all the calories they eat / all they say is blah blah (akane owari)

✪ COLOR ON THE WALLS - FOSTER THE PEOPLE count high low / dont worry my eyes are closed / im the superman and its my show (kazuichi souda)

✪ ROCK N ROLL - AVRIL LAVIGNE what if you and i / just put up a middle finger to the sky / let ‘em know that we’re still rock n roll (sonia nevermind)

✪ PLEASE DONT - MXMTOON youve stuck by my side / and i dont know why / but please dont go / i dont want you to go (fuyuhiko kuzuryuu)

✪ NEVER LOST WORD - JIN what i eventually struggled onto was the “future” / yes, in a world that seems like it might just be brightening up (hajime hinata)

#dr kin #sdr2 kin #dangan ronpa kin #super dangan ronpa kin #i still dont know how to tag this so.#hajime hinata kin #hinata hajime kin #nagito komaeda kin #komaeda nagito kin #im sorry everyone ... f #playlist #sfw #mod maya #thank queue!

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igottoomuchwriting · 6 years

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We’re Alright

The scene was domestic, more so than Race could fathom Spot being.

It was about ten when Race had come home to Spot cleaning.

It was ten-thirty when Race joined him, sweeping and singing whatever came up.

It was eleven when they met in the middle of the living room, tired hands soft to the touch. Spot had placed his head on Race’s shoulder, arms wrapped around his waist possessively. Race placed his head on Spot’s head, hands gently gripping his waist. They danced to Ed Sheeran, Sleeping with Sirens, whatever their combined playlist would turn on. Whispers of the outside world softly carried into the room, through their heads, but locked out of their hearts. Race embraces the whispers, listened to the ones in his head.

He spoke, gentle. Words that they have never spoke for as long as they have known each other.

“I love you.”

It should have let the night end how it was now- soft, gentle, quiet.

Race never would have guessed it would have set off a bomb.

Spot stopped and pushed Race away by his shoulders. Race stumbled back with a shocked look.

“What the hell, Spot?”

“Don’t say that!” Spot snapped. Race started at him with a look of hurt and anger.

“An’ why the hell not?”

“‘Cause ya fuckin’ don’t!”

“What’re ya going off ‘bout, Spot? I wouldn’t’ve never said it if I didn’!” Spot shook his head, balling his fists up.

“Just stop talkin’, Race, for once in yer goddamn life,” he growled, accent coming out thicker and thicker.

“Why are ya so against this?!” Race yelled, just short of screaming.

“‘Cause I know ya don’t!” Spot yelled back.

They stared at each other in anger, both heavily breathing. The music was still playing in the background, but the soft song had no place in that room. Race had no idea how long it had been before Spot turned and stormed out.

Race made no move to stop him, just angrily glared at the front door of their apartment.

This is not how he thought this night would go.

Race’s phone rang at one in the morning. When Spot left, Race had started pacing. He flipped over the coffee table and threw a pillow at a wall. He was never violent, but he had to let out some energy before spending an hour listening to the playlist that he and Spot made together.

It hurt, it really did, but he didn’t want to turn it off; it felt like the music stopping would be an end to everything they built together.

It took a few seconds for Race to pick up the phone. He held it out of the last second before reaching over to the other side of the couch and answering.

“What?” he snapped in a scratchy voice.

“Anthony Higgins,” he heard Jack growl on the other side. “Why the fuck is Spot Conlon, your boyfriend, sittin’ on my couch and glarin’ at anything that moves?”

Rich breathed a heavy sigh, running a hand over his face.

“We’se got in a fight.”

“I got that,” he retorted. “I wanna know ‘bout what?”

“I’se just… I told ‘im I love him, an’ he yelled at me, so I yelled back.” He heard jack sigh and could just picture how mad he must have been when his brother showed up on his doorstep, angry and heartbroken.

“Davey’s talkin’ to ‘im right now, tryin’ to get his-” he stopped short. Race heard a faint voice call Jack’s name. “Hang on, Racer,” he mumbled.

It was a few moments of Race listening to voices in the background, sometimes hearing “Spot”, “Race”, and “panic”.

“Alright.” Jack spoke into the phone, snapping Race out of his daze. “Here’s what’s gon’ happen. I’m gon’ ta hand the phone to Spot, and you two are gonna talk it out.” Race snapped forward in his chair, panicked.

“What? No!”

“Yes,” Jack growled back.

“Jack, I ain’t gon’ do that. He-”

“Is just as hurt as you are, Race,” he heard Davey say. Race shook his head, even though they couldn’t see it.

“It’s okay, Racer,” Davey continued softly. “Spot has calmed down and is ready to talk, and he wants to explain his reaction.” Race pursed his lips before letting out a sigh.

“Put ‘im on,” he whispered.

He heard some shuffling and muffled voices. Before he could change his mind and hang up, his boyfriend’s voice came through the speaker.

“Hey.” Race frowned at the tired and pained voice he hear, suddenly more worried than nervous.

“Hey,” Race whispered back. It was a few moments before Spot spoke.

“I’m sorry.” Race opened to say his usual reply, it’s okay, when he stopped himself.

They needed to talk this out.

“Why did’ya keep on sayin’ I didn’ love ya? A simple ‘I’m not ready’ woulda done it,” he lazily joked, forcing a chuckle. He heard Spot take a sharp inhale of breath.

“I, uh… panicked.”

“Why?” Race pushed.

“Cause no one’s eveh’ said they love me.”

“Ya shoulda said that it scared ya, Spottie. I woulda understood.”

“Nobody fuckin’ panics when their boyfriend says they love ‘em. I ain’t about to admit that I’m terrified o’ three words.” Race took a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions under check. He was glad that Spot was trying to speak his mind, but it always upset him when he started talking bad about himself.

When they had started dating, they kept the playful hitting and shoving in their relationship. About a month in, Spot had convinced himself that he was abusive because of it, and it took two months for Race to convince him that Race wasn’t actually being hurt, that he would playfully hit Spot as well.

“Spottie, a lotta people is scared of love. It’s a scary thing ta give ya whole heart to one single person.” Spot said nothing. There was a tense silence.

“Do I have’ta say it?” Spot finally whispered.

“No, of course not. I won’t say it again, I don’ wan-”

“No, fucking hell, I mean…” he paused. “Do I have ta verbally say it? Or is there…” Race answered his unasked question.

“I’se sure we can find a nonverbal way ta say it, if it makes ya uncomfortable.” Even though he couldn’t see him, Race just knew that Spot was smiling.

“Alright.” he whispered.

“Now hows ‘bout you come home? I think we’ve had a long night.”

“Please for the love of God, go home!” Race heard Jack yell in the background. Before he would ask how he heard Race, Spot was already cussing him out and threatening to ruin all his paint.

Race listened to the brothers bicker through the phone, chuckling to himself as Davey tried to quiet them down as “it’s two in the morning, Jack!”

They were gonna be alright.

#Sprace #Javid #spot conlon x race higgins #fluff #angst #spot conlon #racetrack higgins

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lildirtbike-blog · 6 years

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At least you're not my problem any more I don't care bout you so why you worried about me Starbound You niggas ain't got shit on me You can leave but you can't forget You can't forget us It's 3 AM and im thinking about you My niggas been with me since day one My nigga I been a1 since day 1 So pretty but but so hard to catch Shooters on deck all of em boba fett yah I wanna bih I just want a bitch Got ny shades on in the club All of my shootas wearing camo so you won't see shit coming I honestly just wish I could be, like you I make money not friends Bih we do not play pretend I wouldn't have you any other way I swear I love every single inch of you Like why you worried bout me hoe mind ya own damn business Id love you any fucking way You was rubbing your fat little ass on my dick I let you be you and you let me be me She cuddle me harder, I gave in With her i never win She the only one that knows my sins Fuck what they say i'm the best Truth is I always liked you more I know I fall in love too quick, but this time I think it's real I see a little bit of me in you and a little bit of you in me I wanna play with you I done waited way too long for this You niggas played enough it's my time Feeling fine I'm feeling Feeling fine I'm feeling myself I'm feeling myself Homeboi a shooter Tagteam on my tutor Shawty go down for the team Touch her you gon bleed I want us to be something more Get off work so I can love you We could've got caught but that only makes shit more fun You might be the one Tear down her walls I kinda feel bad for the next nigga I gave you my heart now it doesn't even beat I'mma have to pick up every broken piece I'm with my bae she so poppin Hop out da coupe everybody stopping I wanna spoil you Ou damn she like sneakers more than me Got yo bitch on lock With my glock You're my heaven You make everything seem alright For s moment until I open my eyes I just wonder how high we can gouuo I don't just wanna fuck I also just wanna make you mine I know this shit take time But just rolllll with it But gooo with it I still see you when I open my eyes And I swear, these niggas talk to you just to talk about you All they want to know is how much you are of value I'm in the mood for taking a nigga bitch He don't care about you He don't treat you right You don't know what you do to me So nice to look at even better to touch/fuck I'd give you the world if I could too I'd give you everything if I could too I'm sorry if I upset you We ain't getting any further Fuck you/blow out your back and kiss on her freckles After cuddle the fuck out you and eat fruity pebbles I wanna cuddle the out of you I just wanna know you Fuck them other niggas they don't deserve you Stomp a nigga out in my Jordans shit I let my girl get too thick I mean there's just something about her What's happening to me unknown powers We talked for hours Hide n seek They/you don't even know my like that I won't cry over you I want you now I miss you so fucking much I'm so damn impatient But you're so damn important Leave that nigga he a loser and you know that It's wrong but it feels so right I'm sorry I'm too indecisive I can't choose Is it you or is it you I do it all for you So what you wanna do Do you even love me anymore? 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Why you so worried bout me mind yo business You live in my head You live in my head Even though you probably want me dead I need you to pray for me cause nobody else is Whats it like on the other side Fuck them other guys Being with you is bliss even in the silence Tell me is there a bright side to all of this? 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Keep a thang up in my camo pants bitch you can't tame us She sat on my lap She jumped on my dick almost bent that shit She gave me head relieve me from my stress For a little while, straight outta work and she undress (Daddy's bday flow hook) I go hard for you you go hard for me I can be anything you want me to be I want to kiss ur freckles She sent me nudes ion even know her tho Bitches talk and talk I'll be here when you come home Don't know why she got so wet Ion even think I did shit All she did was see me Split her like a kiwi She called me her husband Shawty I ain't buying no ring Kill4me Would you kill for me? Keep it real I miss/the smell of your skin I need someone who's on my level You moved on but im still here Still ain't gonna waste my tears You was just using me to pass the time You was just using me to fill a void You're my favorite part/the best parts Cuz mama told me no no no no I fucked her first you was kissing Dip on a bitch and go missing I got some Molly she itching Young Ramsay with the wrist in the kitchen Girl don't play with me Bitch don't play with me yah I'm trying not to get to used to you Cuz they always leave Just/not for you And I forget how to breathe when I see/with you Ooh you make my mouth water I can't explain it I just can't explain it Just love me honestly Love me responsibly Keep it real Im hungry for you I'm hungry need some food What do I gotta prove You cannot come to the crib I want more I want more I want more You know I gotta have it Bad habits I love her flaws and all She love me flaws and all You never tell me you love me anymore They think I'm crazy for loving you But I don't care / Jason Joseph Password : lilnibba666 Apple ID : [email protected] Password : lilnibba6 / Eyes - Brad Pitt, X Nose - Billie Eilish, Cindy Kimberly Forehead - Mehki Alante, X Jawline - / Eyes - Brad Pitt, X Nose - Billie Eilish, Cindy Kimberly Forehead - Mehki Alante, X Jawline - / Shorty gave me top in the movies Put frosting all on her boobies Reach under the seat grab the toolie For any nigga tryna act a foolie Fuck what they say I'm doing shit my own way I could do this shit all day Tear that ass up when we stressed Straight outta work made the biggest mess Fuck what they say I'm the best Well these niggas plottin i know that I ask () where the fuck that pole at You don't got cheese but you still a rat I'm doing shit my own way Nigga get fold like clothes / You can't catch me Nigga you can't catch me ( 21 Savage - X melody) Oh that's your girl she fuck with me Oh that's your girl think imma keep Pull up mobbin 30 deep Talk your shit send you to sleep Hop straight out the fucking jeep Hit up yo bitch then i dunk Bitch im dualied up, pop the trunk Nigga you lame you a chump We got lotsa bricks, we got lotsa skunk Its not for the using tho Shawty be a lil hoe, but she always stay ten toes We smoked dope then hit the store Dicked her down she want some mo Bitch ill flex on the pope Chop a kilo McDonalds I feel like Pablo / You know my boys gon go all out You niggas gonna know Pull up you home alone Air force 1s on my toes Whipping foreign like im grown Whipping foreign like im grown Main bitch whip the stove Side bitch whip the pole Whipping foreign like im grown Whipping foreign like im grown / White converse white socks Plaid long sleeve shirt down to shoulders Black spaghetti strap crop top Black shorts or skirt Dark skin Asian or Hispanic White Nike tennis shoes Long white Nike socks Black shorts Black hoodie Black Nike hat Pink hat Blonde long kinda wavy hair Black shorts White label shirt White Nike tennis shoes / Them drugs hit the spot Kiss me in that spot Them drugs hit the spot Kiss me in that spot Pull up finnesse on the whole lot Some feelings were caught Won't hold back on you tonight Get at my baby you might meet yo plight Won't hold back on you tonight Get at my baby you might meet yo plight / You changed you don't love me in the same way You changed We don't fuck just like we used to You changed you don't love me in the same way You changed We don't fuck just like we used to You changed Nothing will ever be the same If you don't love me no more you could've just said it I made you happy at least give me some credit We ain't getting further Cuz I ain't tryna hurt her Your love was just a lie Do you got better niggas on the side? I can see it in your eyes You switched up you changed sides You changed you don't love me in the same way You changed We don't fuck just like we used to You changed you don't love me in the same way You changed We don't fuck just like we used to You changed Nothing happens when I touch you there Shit got cold I can feel it in the air / Remember when we stayed up all night That was the best night Promise ill always be by your side But baby will you be by mine Ijusthopeshitwillturnoutright

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the-main-characterr · 3 years

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realised i forgot to watch tharntype,

will do rn.

kinda feel like i also grew out of that but eh we’ll see

types aggressive being still annoys me

y u always >:(

if i dated someone for 7 years and they still didn’t marry me, i’d be insecure ASF

i like 2gether more than tharntype

it’s prettier

you could’ve done ur alarm urself bitch

why are you talking so slow?

why are u judging em tho just watch the show

i think everyone that knows me a lil bit knows why i like 2gether more

7 years are actually a lot-

AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES

i kinda want one but i also don’t like what

i said it before and i’ll say it again: types aggressive behaviour annoys me

not tryna b judgemental but if u stick to type for 7 years u have all my respect

watching this hurts in my soul

that p’cir and phu r cool

love the sound effects

love the time i lived in when i watched the first season

if i’m so judgemental already, i also don’t like their kitchen

it’s so boring wth

wow- now i feel bad.

sorry.

the way tharn puts his phone in his front pocket is everything but *judgemental comment here* i can’t think of any bad things rn

i’m so scared of both of them like they’re always like >:(

you can’t just force someone into marriage-

no but like why would a stranger want to know if you have a relationship or not i mean you’re not going to random people and say hi we’re married

i mean i would do that but i’m the main character-

if someone “could stay mad at me” id be fucked-

yall are so sensitive just touch the bread

that phegun and p’cir are cute ngl

no like literally yall are so dramatic

i liked fiat but wth

doc is cute

just because you’re not married doesn’t mean you’re sharing him-

type improved tbh

awh they cute-

the music———————— jail

marriage.

POSSESSIVEEEEEEE

lucky me being zen-meryem rn

perfect representation on how personality can destroy everything

until this day, i still don’t know what a lines ID is supposed to be

this was too cute i’m ded

rip me

i love the sound effects yfrvjjvgjmkb

love their style

fiat u can’t just-

come for a taken man that’s the most disgusting thing possible

like even if he wasnt happy with tharn or in a toxic relationship it’s not ur stupid job to manipulate and steal wth

leo u have all my respect

wouldnt mind being ur bestie

stfu fiat u r a toxic attention seeking bitch that is nothing more but unethical

selfish brat

this is cute-

love

ngl the fact it’s been 7 years n they stilsbxbwjbdwbbx

cute

ok leo i understand why u took it back but i still respect u for even doing it

phugun is too possessive

of p’cir idk the names but one of them

the not cute one

idk why yall hate on no so much he funny af

oh i see

phugun is the cute one

P’CIR IS TOOO POSSESSIVE

let the man live wth

seo is literally it dnxjdbjdbsbf

what did actually happen to the guy that’s been a bitch and possessed over tharn

lol i actually feel bad for type. it’s the first time i see him EMOTIONAL and damn-

must hurt.

omg istg i also wonder why he doesn’t quit

this is too much I CANT

Imma suffocate on the cutegsbsbdbbd ah i’m dying

hmph ig im just to tough to cry😤

WOAH

heart attack-

SHXBHSBC A MAN

doc, ily

this picture-in-picture thingy is so cool

i remember a time type didn’t want to admit he missed him

the hdhxb ishdiuebchw immaculate

fiat i’m scared of u

“every time i really want someone, i never get them” FELT. FELT FELT FELT difference is that my dumbass don’t want them when they want me🥲 it’s ok. time knows what it’s doing

fiat u r heartless

imagine having a healthy relationship with ur mother in law

yall be having literal bodyguards

i could SELL MY SOUL HE DID SOMETHING IN THAT DRINK

ok i wasn’t sure about it but by the amount that guy said cheers i couldn’t be more convinced that this man is evil

the fact that he didn’t tuck his shirt is the whole evidence

DATE ALREADY I CANT HHGGYYGCCXDDXCGBB U N CHAMP FOREVER

doc-

you heard him don’t leave him

HUH WAIT I HAVE TO WAIT!?

THOUGHT I CAN

WATCH IT ALL THROUGH

if you don’t move ur ass rn i’ll come to thailand myself n kick ur ass

too invested-

JANUARY 22?/!/£:!.!3):£WHAT

i cant-

okay cool i waited a few weeks imma continue wasching now

oh i remember. i was yelling at that basketball kid

STOP ASSAULTING A DRUNK PERSON AH J CANT MY EYES

omg leo thanks u saved my life thank u ily

you don’t have to be on top of him just to question him-

be scared stupid bitch

types just simply sleeping somewhere completely left alone👁👄👁

DUDE WHY U SO AGGRESSIVE

i CaN bE yOuR hUsBaNd BITCH ION REALLY THINK SO

WOW

I FORGOT UR NAME BUT DAYUMN SHOW HIM

i wish i had someone that kept his promise under every circumstance

ppl that promise me things b like i NeVeR sAiD tHaT hUhH

yall just so addicted to each other like chill

if i’d marry someone, i’d feel so old

like hi i’m MARRIED

stop with the i miss u it’s so emotional

tharn you look so done with ur life lmfao

fiat you’re so annoying istg

cant u just ply basketball and leave these ppl alone like piss off

why yall crushing on type crush on me

fiat go study or sumn srsly

STOP

omg STAHP HE JUST SAID WATCH UR KNEE

DONT U FUGGIN KISS HIM OMFG

ah doorbell.

thanks.

phu you’re so funny

WHAT- wth fiat please stop you’re ridiculous

For seven years, i’ve never had eyes for anyone but him. damn- imagine-

my hearts b shattering ITS NOT HIS FAULT

well okay there’s a lot of evidence against

STILL

ITS NOT HIS FAULT

i mean i see tharns point but

ARGHZBSHSBXBWBXB

for personal reasons i will be passing away

the audacity of this bitch is giving me ANGER

imagine buying wedding rings just to come home n hear “we should take a break”

fuck anger i’ll cry

why even want fiat💀

AH DONT CRY J CANT HSBSHABX

phu you’re so cute like THE CHARACTER

thanya you’re such a queen i can’t explain

this scene is so funny they all b sitting there like 👀👀👀👀👀

MY SOUL

you disgust me.

ok first off phu gun your style is so cool like that white shirt- FABULOUS 10/54

n second off, my dumbass felt like WHO IS THAT MAN HITTING ON FIAT I KNOW HIM

silly me it’s cir-

handsome man ngl

WHY DROP UR SUITCASE HUH

don’t tell me he died

oh god he didn’t die-

WHATS THE MATTER THEN

you guys are so sensitive can’t get hurt at all

always going like OH SHIT I NEEDA GO TO THE HOSPITAL

“cant even make an instant noodle” that’s why we admire u lmao

ok chill u just spilled it

you look so cute when u pissed at urself shxbsbc

ah thanya u r so cool

HERE IT IS THE HEALTHY MARRIAGE I WAS SEARCHING IN THIS SERIES OMFG

“lack of communication can even break apart the most loving relationship” SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PPL IN GHE BACK

COMMUNICATION, WHAT A LOVELY WORD

this series is fulfilled now

i could listen to these two forever

i cant with leo and fiat fcstvhjfftc

don’t act like the shy bitch now u stoopid

this is hard to watch ew

khom being a philosopher of love fxtvjbj

he didn’t just leave his i miss u

yall tryna get drunk with my heart

STOP CRYINGGGGG

im gon suffocate

stop i didn’t start this show to murder myself

pls calm ur face u look so aggressive

i wonder how many times tharn talked to sleeping type in those 7 years

u r basically talking to a wall

HE WROTE THAT SONG

oh just to be someone to know what ordained is

those blue thingys r so cool

thanks this is everything i needed

doc champ, how long shall i wait

he’s not bald-

did they even cut his eyebrows-

oh monk.

didn’t they shoot these scenes during rona-

those r some fire makeup skillz

HE DID NOT

YOURE SIMPLY PLAYING WITH HIS HEART

WHATDIDHESAYYYY

officially ripped my heart into pieces

that was definitely not a kiss kiss

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years

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Indie & Rio

Indie: where you left me to go mama?? Rio: aw bubba 😧😔 Rio: plenty of stuff in the kitchen if you ain't already raiding Indie: got my head in the fridge never over its madness Indie: 🍾 + 🍊 for breakfast innit 😂 when you lavish Rio: 😂 we on the champagne too Rio: calling a 2 drink max for you so you don't rinse 'em 😜 Indie: dont be lawin that for me too tho Rio: Bitch I is, keep up Indie: naaaah thats only a glass in each hand Indie: you got rules whenever you be but cant gimme none Rio: 😑 Rio: even you can't test me rn tho Rio: on ☁9 Indie: jam girl im playin 🍾 aint lush 😕 aint be telling mckenna that i cant hang w the poshos but fr Indie: is it? whats got you feelin higher than me? 411 Rio: not got dem mature tastebuds yet younger 😉 Rio: [Picture in the Tiffany shop] Indie: allow it i got 👅 that 💸 cant buy bitch Indie: what bling the boy tryna drop on you 👑 didnt even hear you arguing like 👏 get it girl Indie: guilt gifts be 🔥 Rio: Better than the 🚬 joke I thought you would Rio: maybe you are gettin so grown 😜 Rio: nah nah Rio: not even Rio: idk how to say it it feels surreal, like Rio: you'll think i'm playing fr Indie: innit tho 👵👵👵👵 Indie: ?? Indie: youre playing not to take me w to get a 👶 🎁 but you kno 💖💖💖 Rio: That is a good idea tho the price tag would have you shook Rio: [Pic] Rio: It's an engagement ring Rio: ahh I feel a bit sick Indie: YOUVE GOT JOKES MAN 😂😂😂 Indie: even mckenna aint that highkey he gonna proper wife you rn Rio: mad init Indie: serious? Rio: yeah Rio: promise Indie: 😲😲😲😲😲😲😲 Indie: bitch i aint wearing no dress to the 💒 tho Rio: i know Rio: but how you gon' be maid of honour if you don't? 😘 Indie: ill tax that best man role from other mckenna if you keep playing 💪😎😎 Indie: & i aint callin you mckenna now thatd be a madness of getting you caught up w that boy in convos Rio: Fine we'll discuss this later Rio: 'cos ain't like it's happening now so you know Indie: locked you down w out locking in a date i get it Rio: Yeah Rio: what do you think then Rio: honest Indie: its sick news Indie: the boy be acting right & appreciating what he got 👑👑💖💖 Rio: i'm so glad you think so Rio: thanks, babe Rio: ain't gonna make a big song and dance and tell everyone but i ain't gonna hide it either Rio: know everyone gonna have an opinion, again Rio: just can't get enough, clearly 😂 Indie: feelin the love that you spoke it to me Indie: the only opinion that counts b that he aint finding no better hoe here, in the 24 or anywhere Indie: facts Rio: You gonna make me cry and they gonna throw me out this boujee ass store Indie: wipe dem tears on 💸💸💸 so they kno you can hang still Rio: 😂 Rio: already gonna be out here wearing someone's college tuition on my finger like Rio: see why people do this more than once, get a nice collection going Indie: mckenna gon 😭😭😭 boy is soft Indie: dont let him hear you chatting bout no round 2 Rio: 😏 Rio: poor baby, don't be mean Indie: catch me getting married never i gotta live this thru you amp bitches Rio: Fair, didn't ever expect I would Indie: gon kick it old school like your nan 👶👶👶👶👶 but no 💍 Rio: 😖 Glad you out here thinking so highly of me bitch 😜 Indie: 😂😂😂😂 Indie: is you got the fear tho for reals or nah? Rio: It's weird Rio: I know it's what I want like I didn't even think about saying nah but Rio: you have every other voice in your head saying it's too quick or we shouldn't even be together at all, you know Indie: i feel it Indie: i got em in mine tryna chat against everything i tryna do all the time Indie: gotta just chat back that they bein dry Rio: Yeah Rio: you right Indie: how we celebratin this?? thats what i wanna be knowing Rio: we should go out for dinner Indie: catch me thirdwheelin over 🍝 soz baby boy 💋 Rio: shh nah, it'll be good, there are some fancy places that do food you'll actually eat so we can live lavish Indie: tell him bring a friend if he rollin w any still 😂😂😏💘😏 Rio: Not tryna get you NONE at my engagement party tah Rio: get you fill o the food tho 😋 Indie: it aint gotta be heavy Indie: been long since anyone meshed me tho so help a hoe out Rio: hmm don't be tryna play addickted Rio: i'll get you a vibrator, like Rio: not to say go fuck yourself but Indie: 😂😂😂😂 when your ma been out for the day & brings home 🎁🎁s like Rio: pah, he'd actually die of embarrassment Indie: when you out your man as vanilla tho Indie: o mckenna Rio: I just don't reckon he wants to think 'bout you meshing Rio: no offence, like Indie: back trecking like its your job baby Indie: 👀 you & his ways Rio: 🙈 den gurl Indie: too late to swerve dat 🏩 Rio: 🙄 just be thankful i never brought it to ours when we was sharing Indie: safe Indie: I kno you in your ☁ rn but when you back cos shit b testing me & dat 2 drink minimum Rio: What's up? Indie: ex-boy got a new 💘 so he tryna pass my shit back but cos i aint there hes @ the squad & they vexed @ me cos of Indie: 💔💔💔💔💔 Rio: 😔 Rio: Are the lads gonna get it or nah Rio: Don't suppose it's worth seeing if Drew still wanna be Dad of the year one last time, like Rio: may as well use him if he's offering, yeah? Indie: things been heated since the 🐕 & what of mine they are holding so like no beef to the lads but idk Indie: am i tryna text him ever tho 😒😒😒 Rio: Yeah, we'll go 'round the houses when I'm back Rio: someone will go get it Rio: don't worry Rio: we won't be long now Indie: & like not tryna still have love for that boy but aint it mad quick miss me for a few after you dash me Rio: It is Rio: but I ain't surprised, it's how lads, esp lads like that, do Rio: doesn't mean it didn't mean nothing to him necessarily Rio: could still be crying 'bout it in your inbox in a few, not trying to give false hope even 'cos fuck him Indie: i dont wanna be hurtin over this no more Indie: gotta get not bothered Rio: I know Rio: fake it 'til you make it, babe Rio: all you can do Indie: innit tho Indie: tell mckenna to buy me bling too thatll help 😂😂😂😂 Rio: 😂 Rio: 'course Indie: not saying he gotta drop a rents worth on the drip like Indie: just how much he feelin Rio: also not tryna be your sisterwife like Indie: no mood Indie: he vanilla but i aint tryna compete w your moves still Rio: Teach you but I'd have to charge Indie: hes on daddy hype too hard i cant be chattin like that to him or no lad soz boy Rio: Don't really put you in any mood but 😒? Rio: Fair Indie: why drop 💸💸💸💸 on therapy when you can spend on 🚬 its all good Rio: It ain't Rio: but we'll make it Indie: you reckon drews gon show w 👶🎁🎁🎁 or imma be repin for the fam? Rio: I don't know if that'd even enter his head Rio: tbh Indie: she could ⛔ us all in a big sweep Indie: me you & him Rio: She could Rio: I don't think she will you though, babe Rio: not like you've done shit wrong Indie: she just aint about me Indie: i feel it w her too Indie: itll b how itll b Rio: yeah but she can't be that petty Rio: even if she wanna Rio: she's a grown ass woman Indie: neither of em out here acting like they grown Indie: why she gonna start when she have this kid Rio: 'cos she'll have to Rio: unlike Drew she can't just pass it around and hope everyone else does it for her Indie: yeah but she know your ma in law got her back & your real Rio: She can't let Bea raise her kid for her Rio: or Ma Rio: anyway, she's got too much pride in everything not related to Drew, trust Indie: tru Rio: I promise, it's gonna be fine Indie: i got trust in you babe thats how im here Rio: 💘💘💘 Indie: dont be letting it slip now you got 💍 Rio: Never Indie: its chill then Indie: what we tryna wear tonite bitch? Rio: got enough trust in me to lemme pick you up some fresh garms or? Indie: hmmm Indie: cos you in a ☁ yeah Indie: theres your engagement gift ✌ Indie: do it how you gonna Rio: 😂 you know I'm good Rio: and no 👗s Rio: not taking the piss Indie: 👀 Indie: no 🤡ing Rio: would I do a thing like that? Indie: nah but mckenna will if he gets pissy you aint shopping for him 😂😂😂 Rio: We already had to treat him 'cos you know Rio: men don't cuffed 'til the day of Indie: you rode him in there say no more 🤐🤐🍾🍾 Rio: 😂 Rio: Not what I meant even but not gonna lie Indie: 😏😏😏 Indie: i been knew Rio: Keeping it unpredictable is our predictable, babe Indie: you out there vibin 😍😍😍 its a day when you can be extra Indie: make most Rio: As if there's a day when I ain't 😉 Rio: At least my Ma can't say shit to me, she was a marriage and 2 kids deep by now with Eds on the way so Indie: his gon get vocal tho man i feel it Indie: 👀 his dad @ me like 😒 how she livin Rio: I know Rio: Hoping they don't notice, like lemme forget which finger this meant to go on Rio: 😬 Indie: she gon be busy @ the business end of her sis when we hit dubs you all good 😂😂😂😂 Indie: & you could always swerve it so the 💎 not facing out when they 👀 Indie: ✌ hacks Rio: am I tryna stop a muggin' or 😂 Rio: you jokes Rio: also never wanna think about her business end thanks 😷 Indie: innit her drum not got dem thin walls like ours 🙏🙏🙏 or they aint vocal how you and mckenna do Rio: Literally can't imagine how this baby came to be Rio: but I'm chill with that, I don't wanna Indie: used that medical shit fr he aint been near her thats how i clue it Rio: i'm creasing rn and can't even explain 'cos nah Indie: serious she that bitch you tryna lips her & she gotta go shower Rio: I know Rio: Childbirth gonna break her 'less she got that c-section on lock Indie: hit her w all the good gear 🚀🚀🚀🚀 Rio: Probably wanna do it without for the brag idk Indie: o snap Indie: truuuuuuuu Rio: She gotta be ready to drop any day, like Indie: 👀 &👂 Indie: we turnin up if she want us or nah Indie: how many mckennas 👶👶s you gon have? Rio: We'll be about, can't avoid School forever Rio: and shut up bitch 😂 Indie: cmon man i kno you 💭 on it Indie: he a pretty boy Rio: nah Rio: i got a life to live babe Indie: your ma been proved you can have it all bitch Indie: birth dem 👶👶s give em posh names & send em to fancy school like they da Rio: yeah n she given me enough sibs to never need my own Rio: not to mention all your drama 😜 Indie: 😂😂😂 Indie: im a drama free zone now ty what you sayin Rio: whilst we in this postcode maybe Rio: but not for long babe Indie: nah for long imma be swervin that shit ✌✌ Indie: any postcode Rio: 👏 sounds good to me too Indie: got ink to jog me if i tryna slip Rio: yeah Rio: least you didn't get the M too Indie: like i been said id just put an a on it for that shoutout to my 3 mas baby 💖💖💖 all good Rio: there's always that Rio: if you really want you can add to it Rio: reclaim it, like Indie: hacks Indie: but i aint got no 💸💸💸💸 for Rio: I can pay Rio: or Ma would do it Indie: o yeah Indie: imma hit her up when we home Rio: Have you decided where you gonna be? Indie: mayb w bills cos she 😢💔 idk Rio: Yeah? Indie: if edie back then naaaaah Indie: or if drew been locked up can squat in the flat til it reclaimed Rio: We'll work something out Rio: I'll probably look for a new place Indie: you not gon move in mckennas dubs yard like you own that? Rio: Don't think the rest of 'em would appreciate that like 😏 Indie: other mckenna would rollin in that big drum solo gotta be dry Rio: Yeah still don't think I'm housemate choice no.1 Indie: thats her bad cos you 👑👑👑🔥🔥🔥👑👑👑 Rio: 💘💘💘 Rio: You biased Indie: nah i not Indie: im not here for drew just cos he blood Rio: Anyway, can't be presuming that's how he wanna be living, like Indie: is it? Rio: Yeah, he ain't coming here 'til October imagine if I'd legit moved myself in 😂 Indie: he put a 💍 on it how he not gon be down Rio: that's like rule no 1 init Rio: gotta make sure you've got your own taken care of in case everything goes tits Indie: safe Indie: 👑 moves be like Rio: If I really was probably shoulda said no shouldn't I Rio: kick it like his Ma Indie: if he wants a girl like his ma you need to have a convo Indie: that some freaky shit Rio: 😂 Rio: psych101 would blow your mind Indie: i aint even tyna kno what you mean Indie: old white dudes be cracked Rio: Yeah wouldn't have you buzzin' 'bout your daddy issues Indie: what they sayin bout? i wanna fuck drew now? plot twist fam Rio: you know Rio: we all do but clearly got it twisted 'cos my type ain't ever been my da Rio: no offence boy but Indie: your da be 😍😍😍 god bless Rio: have we swapped? 😂 Indie: he raised me higher than drew done so Indie: daddy caleb come thru Rio: 😷 Indie: 😂😂😂😂 Rio: Such a grown convo Indie: hoe im keepin you grounded Indie: livin that grown life 24 7 w mckenna Rio: tru Rio: it's a madness i should still be in school Rio: i feel so 👵 fr Indie: you is Rio: cheeky cow Rio: meant to hype me not wreck me 😂 Indie: he be too tho Indie: so tamed its a madness Indie: remember how he used roll Rio: well you know Rio: 😻 game so strong Indie: you no need my hype bitch Indie: you know what you done Rio: You reckon Indie: girl aint be gettin a callback you got 💍💎💎 & 💒 hype Indie: he kicked it long distance for you & he aint putting in effort no way fore then Rio: Yeah Rio: ignore me Rio: just the fear init Indie: get a new drink Indie: chase that Rio: 🍾 Indie: check your boy i bet he aint feelin no fear Rio: He wouldn't say if he was Indie: hed chat it to you Indie: that boy always talking Rio: 😂 thought you reckoned he was the strong silent type Indie: that was afore he was my new daddy Indie: now i 👀 Rio: 😏 Poor boy Rio: I'll keep it on the dl, protect his ego Indie: ill keep it uncommon knowledge to protect this roof over Rio: yeah, least wait 'til you safe in the 24 to be rude 😜 Indie: innit Rio: right, we heading back Indie: ✌✌ Indie: in a few Indie: less he wants you all to himself Rio: he already been had that Indie: he gave you 💎 you can give him a day 😂😂😂 Rio: is it? Rio: why you want air? 👀 Indie: jam ma im tryna do you & your mans a solid Indie: fore i 3rd wheel your nite like Indie: aint this bitch in your pocket & way when we rollin in the 24 Rio: hmm Rio: if you're sure Indie: trust Rio: then we'll be back with your garms and the reservation later then Indie: safe Indie: dont be doing anything i aint tryna Indie: 💖💖💖💖💖 Rio: 🧡🧡🧡

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amoresomnia · 3 years

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6/2/21

poor in feelings

poor in cents

pouring deep

to kill the scent

your porous soul

seeped too intense

into this fabric

of mine

now my pillow reeks

and my sleep don’t speak

like whiskey bourbon

spilled, once neat

our pleasures gone

the treasured dawn

comes to beat

me down again

like winter mornings

with the curtains drawn

i’m on my own

in my own

head again

5/27/21

red skies

a sign of storms ahead

white lies

your words better left un said

be baptized

by the light of the life you led

5/25/21

cause i can’t seem to grow at all

with these two black thumbs i stand

prepare to climb the wall

backs against the ropes and im already anticipating the fall

can’t help but get going

going with the flow

can’t help never knowing

that we can’t know

so we put up no resistance

saddle up a sad existence

is all you’ve have to show

5/17/21

how many conversations can i simulate

before the voices (in my head) stay forever

codeine kicks the fever dream

but i’m not feeling any better

there’s a warm sky that lie

somewhere deep within my bones

and i think i might die

before i ever make it home

5/15/21

want to speak

to the melancholia in you

i want to speak

the darkest flavors of blue

the sleepless mornings

sleepless nights

a begging feeling for a light

i want to speak so i can see

the misery of love atrophied

the bitterest pill of blessed be

a highlight lining what you need

i want to breathe your ragged air

take the sunshine never share

your life is priceless beyond compare

but i want to speak

if only to see

a little darkness underneath

5/8/21

every drop in the bucket makes a ripple

4/16/21

sweet temptation

she calls me by my first name

4/13/21

needing to find the means to monetize our leisure

the way that man is measured

a man’s time is his most precious treasure

3/15/21

feeling like i’m filling time

listless and just killing my mind

actions in apathy speak for my unwillingness to climb

like each and every thing we seek

will eventually be fine

Why i gotta be this way

Been feeling blind to others thoughts of me

Less of a feeling and more a furtive display

taking actions to display my apathy

wondering what the watchmen see

wondering what it really means

is this another depressive episode

another tick tack beat on the metronome

ten missed calls and ya mamma left wondering when you coming home

wondering what’s it like when ya left alone

where’s the means to make amends

where’s the bridge i’ve burnt at both ends

maybe i can just pretend

3/5/21

each of my hours cost me days

3/3/21

the end is still forever and a day away

2/6/21

the melancholy of a forgotten dream

the broken pieces never fit back together it seems

at least not in the way that we mean

1/22/21

and i can curve my spine into an s shape

last week i ate a berry in the woods so i could see

deaths face

and sometimes i think about how we’re all staying in

this place

the same state

somebody shelter some more

the house you built see it gon’

keep you dry and safe from the storm

this sickening shame

slurred words share no blame

keep blending it together til everything

feels the same

it’s all so awfully humbling

when these walls can all come crumbling

down

then we’d be in the

same state

1/16/21

and they said i was the oldest one

born to break the records

fated to steal the sun

oh they said i was the oldest son

picture perfect

memorabilia on the wall

gloria gloria

why can’t i hear ya

as i continue this eternal fall

to slip as easily as me

to fall from grace

effortlessly

who’s to say

now that i’m not the only one

11/15/20

and i been feeling like an echo

11/15/20

and i am just a passing moment

walking through

stranger over yonder

yes that sense of sonder

i feel it too

i am just a passing moment to you

11/13/20

it’s not funny this is a nervous laughter

what comes from the work

follows after

the most recent episodes

of our disaster

this is a nervous laughter

11/10/20

what’s the use

in using

decisions made without our choosing

pinpricks gave us the solution

can’t save us from this ablution.

Said i don’t wanna feel this way

mama i’m only tryna numb the pain

1/28/20

“If you have the ability, then come.”

The sound of leather boots brushing across fallen leaves moves forward.

The clean image of the morning’s light fog is shattered.

One clean cut of the blade slices a falling leaf and the mist around it.

Feet shuffle two steps back as the split leaf flutters to the ground.

A second cut, this time a collision. The crisp clink of two honed edges turned against each other.

A step. A slide. The men dance in the wind kicking up dirt. Two yearning urgently to spill the day’s first blood. To tinge red the rising sun.

The birds have long silenced and the stillness is only broken by the beaten breathing of two who lie on the floor.

Swordsmen and traitor stricken in fighting made little more than stains upon the earth beneath the shade but still ever so far from hearth.

1/22/20

chasing fates flow

1/19/20

a dusting of snow on the shingles

lightens and whitens the roof

while the bird feeders have frozen over

grandma’s in the kitchen

where there’ll be breakfast in a moment

this quiet northern home

stands still for but a second

in the morning

1/2/20

so she said savor every second

cause each moment could be our last

although it’s not forever

we’ll keep pushing past

making sweet memories

that we won’t recall

come morning

making sweet memories

it’s a storm come without warning

it’s something we’ve been searching

for

so ever hard to find

it’s a little less than so much more

if we can bide our time

and savor every second

cause in this moment i swear

i’m dyin

1/2/20

and to all a piece

of the validation machine

we submit

12/12/19

i still feel a filter

a thickness engulfs me

i just wanna connect

but i can’t quite see

something’s been ticking

the wrong way

something been ticking

inside of me

ain’t quite say i’m sick

or dying

but there’s a weakness speaking out

inside of me

said i still feel some static

my attitude crude and dramatic

it’s a poison i’ve been seeking

it’s a poison i’ve been thinking

it’s a poison silly sinking

somewhere deep inside of me

ain’t been nothing more than

platitudes and gratitude

for the people pick me up

from the floor.

2/8/20

Maybe we were meant to toil

Under this blazing sun. Bare backs burned by the blistering heat.

Maybe we were meant to have our hands, till-deep, in the soil.

Sifting seeds between our fingers

searching out the signs of life and

planting them deep within the land.

Maybe we were meant to toil

Not for

this comfort and complacency.

Not for

this sweet space we seek.

Sheltered

from the sun and from the storm.

Maybe we were meant to toil

12/4/19

tonight

i think

i’ll lie awake and

look lovingly

at this

beautiful

vague shape

that’s sleeping next to me

cause i can’t quite

make out

your features

your facets

or your lines

cause the lights gone

and nights come

and i’m just

a little bit blind

but i know

it’s you

that’s sleeping next to me

][

so tonight i

think that i’ll lie

awake and take a

second just to breathe

soak in just a moment of

your lovely vague shape

while you’re sleeping next to me

next to me

11/18/19

deep beneath

the surface

something

screams

purpose is

nothing

but a lie

how ya gonna live your life?

11/12/19

like god's little flies

we are dropping one

by one

11/11/19

last goodbye i’ll offer

youve taken every penny

every copper from my coffers

11/17/19

the most effective way to enact change is to participate in it

10/14/19

Big capital speaks louder than the cry of common man

When the dollar has been made by creating shortcuts

How much is that dollar really worth

08/?/19

your lips are stained blue

from all that you’ve been drinking

and no amount

of blood that they’ve been sinking into you

will be enough to save ya now

09/17/19

handed a glass

half full

they drank it

til it’s dry

said this is the state of the world

and not a single tear’d they cry

09/19/19

and i’m thinking about boats and

a placid lake with murky water choked by reeds

and i’ve been thinking about boats and the sound that thinking’s been making lately

for me

you see when you place one boat one ship on this inland sea see it’s all alright

right

there’s room to move or sail or go forward in any direction

and then you place another ship another boat on those calm waters

and you don’t falter not for one second

you still have space on this peaceful lake

the wind is carrying the breeze and these ships across the ride and

then you place another ship

and another ship

and the wakes these ships create start to intersect and the waters that were peaceful feel a fearful rising tide and

then you place another ship and there’s no room to move and it’s bow to bow and scrapes along the side

but you can’t just take the ships out

where would they go

and now upon your placid lake a laden waste made manifest you start to think

and hope for that wide clear wave to ride a peaceful placid hope to hide within

again

so you start to sink the ships

the boats have aged have weathered and worn their rails have scrapes sails untethered and torn

and they go down beneath the surface and the fresher spawn have room to breathe while asleep and out of sight the old sink deep

still a piece of the lake

but left to apathy

and you have a nice pristine water to weave across with your less populated crest

and then you add another ship

and another ship

until the bottoms ready to give in a mountain made of wreck to ruin this blessed home you’ve learned to stew in

born out of a desire

to be free

but then

when there is no more space

what then

?/?/2019

fresh blades of green burst through

the ivory horizon

foreboding the first false coming

of spring

before the frost snaps and

breaks bare any inch of color

that dare pervade

the pure still space

07/05/2019

placid lucidities

angry and afraid

we fail to see

all that’s been made

in our solemn search

for agency

07/02/2019

dirty jilted sister

left beside the waterfall

whiskey bourbon

turned to mist

to satisfy the masses

mend it all

accomplishments are minced

til satisfaction stalls

and all these things

we’d missed

hang like mirrors on the wall

09/03/2019

for too long we been

looking out instead of in

dancing freely to the

cadence of our sin

08/31/2019

CAUSE THATS NOT HIRING

THEY SAY DO WHAT YOU LOVE

YOULL NEVER WORK A DAY INYOURLIFE

CAUSE THATS NOT HIRING

THEY SAY DO WHAT YOU LOVE

AND YOU JUST MIGHT BE ALRIGHT

BUT THEYRE STILL NOT HIRING

THEY SAY DO WHAT YOU LOVE

DESPITE THE POVERTY LEVELS RISING

CAUSE THATS NOT HIRING

WERE ALL WASTING AWAY WALLOWING IN WEALTH

WHILE THE PEOPLE EXPIRING

BUT THATS STILL NOT HIRING

They say do what you love

and youll never work a day in your life

06/18/19

more like

broken glass

under apathetic feet

05/29/19

There’s a difference

Between Control and Concern

And i’m not quite sure

You’ve learned how to discern

it just yet.

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Grillz Song Lyrics – Nelly Paul Wall And Ali Gipp

Grillz Song Lyrics

Grillz Song Lyrics From Popular Hollywood Artist Nelly Paul Wall And Ali Gipp from Album.

This song is sung by singer ” Nelly Paul Wall And Ali Gipp ” in Year 2006.

Lyrics of Grillz :

robbed a jewelry store and tell ?em make me a grill yeah da whole top diamonds and da bottom rows gold yo we ?bout to start an epidemic wit dis one yall know what dis is so so def got 30 down at da bottom 30 mo at da top all invisible set in little ice cube blocks if they could call it a drink call it a smile on da rocks if they could call out a price lets say i call out a lot i got like platinum and white golds traditional gold im changin grillz erday like jay change clothes i might be grilled out nicely in my white tee on south beach in my wife b vive ustedes you can tell when they cut it you see my grandmama hate it but my lil mama love it ?cuz when i open up ya mouth ya grill gleamin eyes stay low from da chiefin i got a grill i call ?penny candy you know what dat mean it look like now an laters gum drops jelly beans i wouldnt leave it fo nutin only a crazy man would so if ya catch me in ya city somewhere out in ya hood just say smile fo me daddy what you lookin at let me see ya grill let me see my what ya ya grill ya ya ya grill robbed a jewelry store and tell em make me a grill she said smile fo me daddy what you lookin at i want to see your grill you wanna see my what ya ya grill ya ya ya grill yeah the whole top diamonds and da bottom rows gold what it do baby its da ice man powwow i got my mouth lookin somethin like a disco ball i got da diamonds and da ice all hand set i might cause a cold front if i take a deep breath my teeth gleamin like im chewin on aluminum foil smilin showin off my diamonds sippin on some potent oil i put my money where my mouth is and bought a grill 20 carrots 30 stacks let ?em know im so fo real my motivation is them 30 pointers vvs the furniture in my mouthpiece simply symbolize success i got da wrist wear and neck wear dats captivatin but its my smile dat got these onlookers spectatin my mouthpiece simply certified a total package open up my mouth and you see mo carrots than a salad my teeth are mind blowin givin everybody chillz call me george foreman ?cuz im sellin everybody grillz smile fo me daddy what you lookin at let me see ya grill let ya see my what ya ya grill ya ya ya grill robbed a jewelry store and tell em make me a grill she said smile fo me daddy what you lookin at i want to see your grill you wanna see my what ya ya grill ya ya ya grill yeah the whole top diamonds and da bottom rows gold gipp got dem yellows got dem purples got dem reds lights gon head and make you woozy in ya head you can catch me in my too short drop mob got colors like a fruit loop box dis what it do when it lou ice grill country grammar where da hustlas move bricks and da gangstas bang hammas where i got ?em you can spot ?em on da top in da bottom got a bill in my mouth like im hillary rodham i aint dissin nobody but lets bring it to da light yeah was da first wit my mouth bright white yeah cant focus ?cuz they eyesight blurry tippin on some fos you can see my mouth jeelry i got fo different sets its a fabolous thang 1 white 1 yellow like fabolous chain and da otha set is same got my name in da mold yeah da whole top diamonds and da bottom rows gold smile fo me daddy what you lookin at let me see ya grill let ya see my what ya ya grill ya ya ya grill robbed a jewelry store and tell em make me a grill she said smile fo me daddy what you lookin at i want to see your grill you wanna see my what ya ya grill ya ya ya grill yeah the whole top diamonds and da bottom rows gold boy how youd get your grill that way and how much did you pay every time i see you the first thing i wan say is smile fo me daddy what you lookin at let me see ya grill let ya see my what ya ya grill ya ya ya grill robbed a jewelry store and tell em make me a grill she said smile fo me daddy what you lookin at i want to see your grill you wanna see my what ya ya grill ya ya ya grill yeah the whole top diamonds and da bottom rows gold cmon

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