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frigid-vitality · 10 months
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frigid-vitality · 1 year
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🎵ᴡᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɢʟᴏᴄᴋꜱ, ᴡᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴘꜱ, ᴡᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴡ ꜱᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ ᴏɴ 'ᴇᴍ ʟɪʟ' ʙʀᴏ ꜱqᴜᴇᴇᴢɪɴ', ɪᴛ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ, ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢʟɪᴛᴄʜɪɴ' ᴏɴ 'ᴇᴍ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙ--ᴛᴄʜ ᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴀʟᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍʏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ ᴀꜱᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴏᴘᴘ ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴇᴅ, ᴡᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪᴍ🎵
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frigid-vitality · 2 years
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"People always look at me and assume I'm doin' somethin' wrong. But in reality, I'm as innocent as can be. My name swears me to it...."
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frigid-vitality · 2 years
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🎵   I did some WRONGS But, I’m always RIGHT Said, I know how to SHOOT And I know how to FIGHT If I tell you ONCE, Won’t tell you TWICE I’m real DISCREET Like a thief in the NIGHT 🎵
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frigid-vitality · 1 year
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🎵 ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ, ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏ ꜱᴡɪᴛᴄʜɪɴ' ᴜᴘ ʙʀᴏᴅɪᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ʜɪᴍ ᴜᴘ ɴ--ɢᴀ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀɴꜱ, ɪ'ᴍ ʀɪᴅɪɴ' ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ꜱʜᴏᴏᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪʙ, ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ ᴜᴘ ꜱᴛᴏʟᴇɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋʜᴀᴡᴋ, ɢᴏᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴏᴜᴛꜱɪᴅᴇ, ɴᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙʟᴜɴᴛ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴ' ᴏꜰꜰ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴜᴘ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴ' ᴏꜰꜰ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴜᴘ 🎵
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frigid-vitality · 1 year
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🎵 ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ? ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴀʏ ꜱʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜱᴀꜰᴇʀ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴏᴛᴇʀꜱ ʙᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴀʏ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ ᴜᴘ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ꜱʜ-ᴛ, ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴀʀᴇʟʏ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴ' -- ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴀʀᴇʟʏ ꜰᴇᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱꜱᴇʟꜰ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ, "ʜᴇʟᴘ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɴ--ɢᴀ ʙᴀʀᴇʟʏ ꜰᴇᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ"🎵
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frigid-vitality · 2 years
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“It’s okay... It’s aight. I know Papi’s been gone for a lil’ while. But he’s back, now. Smile a bit.”
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frigid-vitality · 3 years
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Santiago “Saint” Ramirez
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frigid-vitality · 3 years
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“I sat for hours on that egg thinkin’ that it was my own. Now, look at me. Hatched a chick that ain’t even mine. Shit.”
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frigid-vitality · 2 years
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ʷʰᵒ ˢᵃᶤᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ ˡᶤᵛᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ˡᶤᵉᵈ  ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ, ᶤ'ᵐ ˡᶤᵛᶤᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶤ'ˡˡ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ, ᶤ'ˡˡ ˡᶤᵛᵉ ˡᵒᶰᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈᵉᶰʸ ᵐʸ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉ ᶤ'ᵐ ˡᶤᵛᶤᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶤ'ˡˡ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ, ᶤ'ˡˡ ˡᶤᵛᵉ
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frigid-vitality · 3 years
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"....All I see is that people constantly profile me. Givin' me those looks like I'm bad news. Ask the bees how sweet I am."
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frigid-vitality · 3 years
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@terrifiesall said:
"La próxima vez que salgamos. Consigo el alcohol." She chuckles.
"¿Sí? ¿Qué tiene de malo lo que elegí? El tequila siempre es bueno." He responded with a squint of his eyes and a shake of his head. He had to admit that going out with Ava, no matter what they did, usually turned into fun times. Today was no different. "Admítelo. Te divertiste."
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frigid-vitality · 3 years
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@itsagraywcrld ↙↙ prev.
“Yeah?” Saint rhetorically asked with a short nod of his head, his brow furrowed as if were truly invested in this woman’s story. It was difficult not to follow the local media about certain crimes and situation when you were directly involved in them. He’s seen Eloise Gray’s name float around a bit, and her most recent article was hitting too close to home.
In fact, there had been a time where Saint attempted to tail Eloise’s vehicle. Not to necessarily cause her any harm, but to gain certain information about the young woman -- such as the car’s license plate. He was more than certain that this was Miss Journalist. Not seeking the woman’s permission, Saint leaned over and extended his arm through the opened window a flicked on the car’s interior light. A rude gesture to make, but this man was adamant. Now, she could see his face a bit more, and he could see hers.
“New, huh? Yeah - This ain’t the place you wanna be at during this time of night, lady. Bad things tend to happen quite a bit in this part of town...” He added in a way that could be either taken as a warning or a threat. “I noticed that you’ve been parked here for the past ten minutes or so. Didn’t seem like you were lost.”
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His words may have painted him as a skeptical, but he allowed a smile to fashion to his face in any case. “You want me to point out the way that you need to go to get outta this area? I mean - ... you gotta learn how to drive in Detroit. This city can be not so nice to pretty things like you.”
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frigid-vitality · 3 years
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@itsagraywcrld​ ↙↙ prev.
Frustration has taken a toll on Saint for more than one reason these past few days. Most of those reasons were “work-related” – situations that had came up that he couldn’t provide a quick solution to. They only stewed in him as he remained silent about them, but this is yet another one of those things that Saint refused to worry Eloise about. He understood that he couldn’t really stop her from following sources, but he just wanted to keep her away from that life as much as he could.
Eloise on her own can easily rile him when it comes to intimacy; There’s no question about that. However, Saint would be lying if he said that his frustrations didn’t fuel his actions. Today... he has been a tad bit aggressive – too aggressive with the lady that he cared about. He wasn’t too aware of his strength, completely lost in his thoughts and what he desired. A dominance he carried too far when Eloise’s back snapped harshly against the wall. Even then, Saint did not notice until she pleaded with him to really stop.
A short-winded pant escaped from him with the realization, his lingering of her body against the wall became less restricting. Saint’s hands fell from pinning hers against the surface of that same wall, and he allowed her to take the opportunity to distance herself from him... as much as he did crave his love.
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“Shit... Shit, Ella – I’m sorry.. I ain’t mean to –“ Saint apologized while looking to Eloise’s face – but even just to see the wince in her expression, he could hardly finish his thoughts. Instead, he just laid his head down against her shoulder – almost as if he were pleading to her. The last thing he ever wanted to do was cause any harm to Eloise. He’s already had trouble enough convincing himself that even though his hands are used to murder and maim, he can touch her with those same hands and shower her with love.
He gave a brief shake of his head, dousing Eloise’s shoulder with several kisses in another form of an apology. What if she sees this as a warning sign? Sees that he really isn’t a competent lover? That’s not what he wanted. “...I’m so sorry, mi amor – We can stop, aight? We don’t have to continue...”
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frigid-vitality · 3 years
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Saint had been all smiles with this young lady until she mentioned the word “concert” to him. Paranoia could easily set in in this sort of life. The truth was that he was at a concert – and not there to party and to enjoy music, but to try to pull off something a bit more sinister. He didn’t like to attempt to publicly assassinate a target, but it seemed to be the only window he had in such a small timeframe. Unfortunately, his efforts did not matter in the end. But it could be a coincidence? People talk about recent events like that one.
“...A concert? Nah – I haven’t been to one of those in a long time.” A lie spoken in confidence as he finally allowed another smile settle onto his face. “Doesn’t seem like I’ll be goin’ to one anytime soon, either. Not with that news about someone tryin’ to kill someone at the one here in town last weekend.”
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“I guess that’s why you’re askin’ me – ‘cause you heard about that, too? Yeah... This world getting dangerous. ...It’s important to make sure that you’re careful.”
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