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poppy-metal · 6 months

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Can't help it because my brain always slip into the angst scenarios including toxic!Ballet AU!Jordan. I imagine they are still a supe and can still shift but only do it in private because they fell for the constant pressure of their parents and the mockery of others including the headboard of the academy. The fact that they can only shift when they're alone and not at will has built their frustration over time and it's not helped by reader being the cutest goody two shoe everyone fawns over. I imagine reader accidently walking in on Jordan's female form undressing in their changing room after a performance and when she closes her eyes turning away with a "So sorry!" she hears the girl she thinks is just one of Jordan's many hook ups shout "What the fuck freshie!".

When she turns back around to ask why this girl is calling her a name only Jordan calls her she's yanked inside and pushed against the door with Jordan's arm squeezing her throat.

Reader is paniced and Jordan keeps screaming different insults and threats, promising to make her life a living hell if she ever tells anyone (Jordan stopped shifting before their entry at the academy after promising to never dance as their female form)

Reader pieces it all together and after all the screaming calms down reader just calls Jordan by their name and so they let go of her and take a few steps back. Reader looks Jordan up and down and just says.

"You're look pretty."

Jordan them turns red and throws reader out their room screaming, "Fuck off!" and locks the door behind them before sliding down and trying not to cry because now the person they force themselves to hate just saw them in their most vulnerable state.

me when i love angst.

oooohhh they're extra cold towards you the week after that, thinking the worst, waiting for you to ruin their spot - but you dont. you dont even mention it, and that drives them more insane. to the point where the corner you after practice one day, in their fem!form because the cats out of the bag now anyway, "if you tell anyone about what you saw - you're dead. you see this?" they motion to their body, smaller and more lithe then their male one - "that means you're not safe from getting my fist up your ass is you cross me."

the threat, and you have no doubt they actually would beat you to a pulp, makes you smile a little. they glare. "I'd never do that to you, jordan." you tell them, sincere as can be. you see their eyes soften, marginally. you know they believe you, or want to anyway.

"better not." they huff. then they're back to eyeing you up and down. a slow smirk pulling at their lips. you can't help but think how pretty they look - their dimples show more in this form. everything about them seems softer. and then they say, "so, got an eyefull of my tits that time, didn't you?"

softness gone. you should've known better than to think they'd be sweeter as a woman.

"i - i didn't look!" thats a lie. you'd looked a little.

"liar." jordan steps closer to you, in your space now. you take a step back, flustered. that fact seems to relax them, and you wonder if they were worried that you wouldn't take them as serious in this form, but no, they're still intimidating as fuck. their eyes drop to your chest. "you should know i dont like an uneven playing field. I'm either on top or in first fucking place. you get it?"

"i - no - what - "

"it means," your back hits the wall behind you. "i don't lose."

only jordan would view seeing their tits and them not seeing yours as a kind of battle.

their fingers come up, index skimming the collar of your blouse, running down to the first button - your breath strains, but you dont stop them.

"jordan..." is all you breathe, and their eyes flick up to yours. the first button comes undone, and then the second.

"just making things fair, freshman."

when your blouse falls open they gently tug your bra down, not removing it, jusg enough that the tight buds of your nipples bounce free, stiff already.

you're breathing so heavy they move up and down and jordan just - stares. and stares. eyes dark and impossible to read. soft lips part just a little, and a thumb brushes feather light over one stiff peak. you gasp, "t-this is definitely longer than i looked at you."

they pull their hand away. smirk. "now we're even."

they shoulder their bag and walk away like nothing happened. you have the strangest notion that had nothing to do with getting even.

#ask #toxic!ballet jordan #jordan li x reader

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presidentlokis-hornyhelmet · 7 months

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pavi x reader that comes crying to him over personal issues and just needs someone to tell them that everythings gonna be okay 😪

Breathin'

🕸MASTERLIST🕷

Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x gn!reader Summary: There's only one person you can go when you're feeling down. He's the only one who cares. Tags: Crying, Comfort No Hurt

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🎵Feel my blood runnin', swear the sky's fallin' How do I know if this shit's fabricated? Time goes by and I can't control my mind Don't know what else to try, but you tell me every time Just keep breathin' and breathin' and breathin' and breathin' And oh, I gotta keep, keep on breathin'🎵 Breathin' by Ariana Grande

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Tap.. Tap..

The knock is relatively quiet but loud enough to hear. Almost as if the person on the other side is reluctant to call him. Pavitr Prabhakar opens the door only to find a teary eyed you standing at his doorstep.

His hearts breaks as you crash into him in a tight embrace, your arms circling him firmly as you shudder, crying. "Meri jaan, baby, what happened?" "N-nothing", you try to whisper but the words barely get out amidst the hiccups. You're breathless from running here and heaving, yet the tears wouldn't stop. It feels the whole world is spinning; you're mentally exhausted and you can't control the pain in your heart. The wound has cut deep and he's the only one you can go to. "Deep breaths, baby. Keep breathing.." Pavitr asks no further questions and walks a tired you inside to his couch and sits you down. Leaving you momentarily, he brings a steaming hot cup of your favorite beverage and settles it on the coffee table. Finding a spot beside you, he wraps his arm over your shoulder, but you won't have that and pull him into a hug instead.

He is happy to oblige, rubbing soothing circles in your arm and back as your breathing calms down. Little kisses on your cheek give reassurance.

You take a sip of the drink and he lays your head on his chest, the steady rhythm of his heart giving you the strength you need. His scent is comfy and his tightening arm around you is more than welcome.

Time flies as he patiently waits for your breathing to settle down. The tide of tears ebbs away and you've somewhat come back to yourself. "You wanna talk, baby?", he asks in the softest tone ever, still rubbing your arm. You love how he always cares for you, making sure he's not forcing you into doing something you don't want to do.

Today, though, you'd like to let the steam out.

Pavitr shifts so that your head lays on his lap as he runs his fingers through your hair, his other hand intertwined with yours. He listens patiently as you talk about your personal issues and pulls you up on his lap into a hug from behind when you begin to shake and sob again. He takes your enjoined hand leaves gifts soft little pecks, saying it'll all be okay and running his hand through your hair.

"It's not about being sad, it's just..", your voice trembles and you bite your lips to be strong. But, you're only be durable for so long. "Pav", you sob, "I can't-" Tears sting your eyes again and you shudder, burying your head on his shirt. Your grip on his shirt tightens, your knuckles going white and Pavitr gently massages them, kissing away your tears.

You sniff and wipe your eyes quickly, rubbing your nose on your sleeve sloppily. You're messy and you hate that you make him messy too. "Forget what I said, I-I shouldn't have come here. I'm spoiling your mood." Pavitr is having none of that. "Shh, hey.. C'mere", he says, cradling your face in his hands and lifting it to meet his eyes. "Look at me, baby. Look at me.." You oblige, looking up from under your wet lashes, eyes sore and cheeks puffy as you accept the tissue he gives. "Don't think that, okay? I'm here for you, I'm always here for you. Everything will be fine, yeah? I promise."

Pavitr looks into your eyes and it's a whole new feeling. It feels like... trust. Complete, unadulterated trust. And hope, that everything will be better. "Whatever happens, meri jaan, you can count on me. I'll always be there for you no matter what. Trust me, baby, everything's gonna be okay." He kisses your forehead softly and your eyes become wet, this time from the gratitude.

You sniff, giggling quietly as he kisses your now cute red nose. "Yeah", you smile, a genuine one for the first time today. You loop your arm with his, your drink in the other hand as you snuggle against his side. "As long you're by my side, everything will be okay."

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Hope you like it! <3

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cityandking · 5 months

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photo album, mixtape, psyche, shooting star for minah, vesper, & caes!

tyyyyy!! // oc ask meme

photo album: describe one of your OCs’ favorite memories.

MINAH — answered! VESPER — sitting in solas' study talking about some semi-obscure magical theory and being delighted by the way solas approached it from his (assumed) hedgemage perspective and how that reframing added something she'd missed in her circle education. dorian, overhearing them, had leaned over the banister from the library above and was so insistent on getting in on the discussion that he was halfway through a lecture before solas asked if perhaps he'd care to join them for tea and scones, or if he was too loathe to abandon his pulpit. they'd been at it so late that leliana had dinner sent over, and vesper had just been satisfied and thrilled and grateful, which were novel and delightful things to feel in the middle of the war and the chaos. CAES — also answered!

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your OC(s) or songs they themselves would like.

MINAH — 1. bad blood - bastille (all this bad blood here / won't you let it dry? / it's been cold for years / won't you let it lie?) 2. part of me - noah kahan (even through the pain, I can't recall your face / just the ache of knowing everything was gonna change / I got so close to love with you, my dear / but I don't miss you / I miss the way you made me feel) 3. final girl - chvrches (telling all the tales took time that I just do not have / sifting further through the wreckage, I think you just have to laugh) 4. you can run - adam jones (truth gonna come out, someday / it's gonna wipe that smile right off your face) 5. liar - the arcadian wild (my life’s become this grand game of deception / my mind’s ignored all my heart’s good intentions) VESPER — 1. dear doubt - michael schulte (dear doubt, you wore out a path to my door / and it's needless to say that there's no way that I want you here) 2. make them gold - chvrches (we are made up of our longest days / we are falling but not alone / we will take the best parts of ourselves / and make them gold) 3. son - sleeping at last (so I will try, try, try to breathe / 'til it turns to muscle memory / I'm only steady on my knees / but one day, I'll stand on my own two feet) 4. woodblock - joe gil (I don't have to take my burdens home / I don't have to do this on my own) 5. be yourself - harrison storm (take on the colors on / and fire fight the winter storms) CAES — 1. everybody wants to rule the world - tears for fears (all for freedom and for pleasure / nothing ever lasts forever / everybody wants to rule the world) 2. forces of the unseen - cloud cult (I'm gonna make it through, you'll see / I swear I'll prove you wrong / you haven't seen the last of me / I am way too strong) 3. culling of the fold - the decemberists (listen up boy / and listen up girl / it's a shallow little trench / and it's giving off a stench / it's a shallow little world) 4. heat stroke - black math (you're breathin' hard but I still got a hundred miles / untouchable I live for this / I breathe for this / I bleed for this) 5. my songs know what you did in the dark - fall out boy (be careful making wishes in the dark / can't be sure when they've hit their mark / and besides in the mean-meantime I'm just dreaming of tearing you apart)

psyche: what’s their head space like? do they have any mental illnesses? how do they process difficult or emotional situations? what are their coping mechanisms?

MINAH — it... could be worse? like it's not great up there but she's perfectly functional. she just ignores some stuff (or obsesses over it too much, or swings wildly between the two). processing emotions is not really part of her skill set, so most of her coping mechanisms are rooted in avoidance, distraction, and deflection all piled together into a wobbly card tower of maladaptive techniques. but honestly, she's fine. VESPER — her headspace is mostly just bleak. kind of a constant churn of what-if and not-again. she's definitely got a bit of an undiagnosed anxiety thing going on, but she copes with it pretty well all things considered. her emotional processing works overtime to keep up with how much thinking she does all the damn time, and her coping mechanisms tend to be Working Even More. one of the upsides of the inquisition is that she finally gets a proper support network. CAES — pristine. you've never met anyone better at compartmentalizing. he's a horrible little man who doesn't know how to let go of a grudge but he will have it sorted by date, location, responsible parties, and weather at the time. I'm not sure he "processes" his emotions but he sure does Do Something About Them (exact revenge, be petty, plot people's downfalls, etc.)

shooting star: if your OC(s) could have one wish what would it be?

MINAH — she doesn't know. she's so torn about what she wants most that it would be almost impossible for her to choose just one thing to wish for. maybe to go back and do it all over again. maybe just to have all the facts, so at least she'd know what went wrong. VESPER — part of her would feel obligated to wish for things for other people—a stop to the fighting, peace in southern thedas, that sort of thing. I think probably in actually she'd wish for happiness, or the chance to talk to solas again—to try to change his mind, or just to understand why he's so determined to continue down this path. CAES — power, probably. the sort of power you can dangle over people's heads; the sort of power that works quiet and in secret and bends the world to your will. it's why he wanted so badly to join the magisterium—it may be cutthroat and bloody and twisted, but it's also the center of everything and a great place to be to get shit done.

#ty tabby!!#good lord it has been SO long since I did a deep dive into vesper's playlist #caes doesn't even Have a playlist which is why this took a million years #music musing #vesper #minah #caesonius

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horrorlove14 · 1 year

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Star Walkin'- Cyberpunk Edgerunners

Pairing: David Martinez x Female! childhood best friend! Reader

I'm writing an au where David is alive and he has a childhood best friend who's been there for him since day one where they have mutual feelings for each other.

Childhood best friends to lovers, fluff, brief smut, angst from Gloria's death, mentions of violence and injury etc.

Don't ever say it's over if I'm breathin'

Racin' to the moonlight and I'm speedin'

I'm headed to the stars, ready to go far

I'm star walkin'

David has his childhood best friend, Y/N to lean on whenever everything is going bad due to him dealing with bullies at his school, never having enough money for anything and dealing with an overworked single mother at the same time.

Y/N understands their situation because she's like them, except she doesn't attend school and works with her loving widower father at his auto shop.

Whenever he's with Y/N, he feels at ease knowing that she's here for him, regardless of the circumstances.

Don't ever say it's over if I'm breathin'

Racin' to the moonlight and I'm speedin'

I'm headed to the stars, ready to go far

I'm star walkin'

Whenever Mrs Martinez passed away from a car accident, David got an implant on his body and got expelled from school, he turned to her and her father since he had nobody else left to turn to.

Y/N would help David cope with the loss by hanging out together at their usual hangout place with drinks, music and pizza.

He feels a bit better from it because he needed to temporarily forget about the pain of losing his only family member in his life since he doesn't know anything about his birth father.

When he gets involved with Maine's gang to become an edgerunner to earn money, she worries about him due to the nature of the missions he goes on but is reassured that he will call her when they are over.

On the mission to get high up

I know that I'ma die reachin' for a life that I don't really need at all

Never listened to replies, learned a lesson from the wise

David would miss her during his missions and often would ask Dorio for advice because he has realised that he has truly fallen in love with his one and only childhood best friend.

Dorio is happy to help him because it reminds her of herself who was falling in love with Maine before they got together.

You should never take advice from a n***a that ain't try

They said I wouldn't make it out alive

They told me I would never see the rise

That's why I gotta kill 'em every time (Gotta watch 'em bleed, too)

Whenever he returns from a mission, he is greeted by Y/N and her dad with open arms which made him feel at home, knowing that he has people to come home to.

Y/N has always seen David as a man since puberty and remark on how much he has changed psychically due to the implants he has been getting for his missions.

David does feel bad at times for worrying them due to the injuries he would get but gets them treated since nobody has insurance.

Don't ever say it's over if I'm breathin'

Racin' to the moonlight and I'm speedin'

I'm headed to the stars, ready to go far

I'm star walkin'

As time passes, David decides to put his plan of making Y/N his into action by inviting her to a nightclub with Maine's gang to celebrate a successful mission.

Everyone is having a blast by drinking and dancing away to the loud music being played throughout the whole building.

David decides to drag Y/N to a more secluded part of the building because he decided to use this opportunity to finally confess his feelings towards her.

Don't ever say it's over if I'm breathin'

Racin' to the moonlight and I'm speedin'

I'm headed to the stars, ready to go far

I'm star walkin'

He has her pinned against the wall, making her feel extremely flustered as he has a serious expression on his face before he confesses his feelings towards her with such sincerity in his tone.

She manages to compose herself before telling him that she loves him too and gives a quick peck on his lips as her answer to his confession.

David couldn't help but to pick her up and spin her around in his arms while thanking her for making him the happiest man alive and the gang cheered after hearing that.

Been that n***a since I came out my momma (Woo)

Thankin' God daddy never wore a condom (Woo)

Prove 'em wrong every time 'til it's normal

Why worship legends when you know that you can join 'em?

Time goes on, David and Y/N are happy in their relationship where they would go on dates by cruising around the city, have food and people watching together etc.

When it is time for the to take their relationship to the next level, they would do the deed to lose their virginity together when they're home alone.

During sex, David worships his darling's body with bruising kisses, markings and embraces while declaring his love towards her and she does the same for him as well.

As they are reaching the climax of their lovemaking, their bodies are entangled with one another and cum together as they feel the high from the act before sharing a passionate kiss together.

Th-These n***as don't like me, they don't like me

Likely, they wanna fight me

Come on, try it out, try me

They put me down, but I never cried out

Why me?

Word from the wise

David and the gang are devastated by the loss of their leader, Maine and Dorio during a kidnapping mission gone wrong that resulted in an explosion, along with cyberpsychosis at the same time.

Y/N and her dad comfort everyone to the best of their abilities, especially David because he feels guilty for not being able to rescue them and only salvaged Maine's cybernetic arms from the ordeal.

A few months later, he becomes the new leader and a well-renowned edgerunner. Y/N, her father and the gang share their concerns about his health due to him getting more implants and showing signs of cyberpsychosis.

Don't put worth inside a nigga that ain't try

They said I wouldn't make it out alive

They told me I would never see the rise

That's why I gotta kill 'em every time (Gotta watch 'em bleed, too)

Y/N discovers that she's late on her period so she gets a pregnancy test to confirm her suspicion and it turned out to be true.

She tearfully confides in the gang and her father about her pregnancy because she is afraid of David's reaction due to the cyberpsychosis he's experiencing.

They gently reassure her that they'll be there for her and the baby, especially her father because he vows to protect his unborn grandchild, no matter what.

She figures out how she'll break the news to David since she wants to keep the baby which is the result of their love.

Once she does it, he reacted to the news very well by kneeling down to place a gentle kiss on her stomach and sheds happy tears at the fact that he and Y/N will become parents despite their young age.

Don't put worth inside a n***a that ain't try

They said I wouldn't make it out alive

They told me I would never see the rise

That's why I gotta kill 'em every time (Gotta watch 'em bleed, too)

During the pregnancy, Y/N is well looked after while David and the gang are away for their missions. She keeps them updated on the progress of the baby and always reassures them that they are doing fine.

When it's time for the first ultrasound, David and Y/N get to hear their baby's heartbeat and find out their gender to be a girl, bringing a tear to his eye from happiness that he's going to be having a little princess of his own.

Whenever David has a day off or returns home from a mission, he would rest his head and hands on her baby bump to feel his daughter's movements and talk to her.

They decided to name their daughter after their late mothers to honour their memory and couldn't wait to meet her.

Don't ever say it's over if I'm breathin'

Racin' to the moonlight and I'm speedin'

I'm headed to the stars, ready to go far

I'm star walkin'

Y/N's father is looking after Y/N and would tell her stories about her late mother from their first meeting to their marriage.

He would tell her what a kindhearted woman her mother was and recalling the day he and her mother became parents which was the happiest days of their lives.

They get to feel the baby kicking from hearing them talking to the baby bump often and record the baby's heartbeats for David whenever he's missing them during his missions.

Don't ever say it's over if I'm breathin'

Racin' to the moonlight and I'm speedin'

I'm headed to the stars, ready to go far

I'm star walkin'

On one fateful day, David and his gang have come across the cyberpsycho, Adam Smasher, during a mission where Lucy gets kidnapped by Faraday who betrays the gang for his selfish greed and power.

He uses the cyberskeleton to fight against Smasher while dealing with cyberpsychosis, but Smasher is too strong for him to handle. Faraday murders Kiwi to tie up a loose end in regards to the cyberskeleton, and Rebecca got crushed to death by Smasher.

Meanwhile, Y/N and her dad are praying for the gang's safety, especially for David, because she wants him back to witness the birth of their daughter and live a happy life together after having a courthouse wedding before he left for the mission.

Star walkin'

David and the surviving gang members have managed to get away to safety. They all end up in the hospital to get treated, but David had to be in a medically induced coma to be fully healed.

Y/N, who is fully pregnant by this point, stays by her husband's bedside until she ended up going into labour with their daughter, which lasted for 12 hours.

David has come out of his coma to be greeted by the sight of his wife holding their newborn baby girl in her arms, which made him tear up from happiness.

He was afraid to hold her at first, fearing that he would break her but is reassured that it would be alright, and once he does, the baby had her little hand wrap around his finger which made him cry more.

Everyone mourns the loss of Kiwi and Rebecca. The gang went their separate ways but still kept in touch with each other to hang out or do babysitting for the new Martinez parents because they adore the baby so much.

David and Y/N are spending their married life happily with their daughter after getting a new home for them to live altogether with her dad with the money made from the gang's missions.

Don't ever say it's over if I'm breathin'

Racin' to the moonlight and I'm speedin'

I'm headed to the stars, ready to go far

I'm star walkin'

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End of song fic. Likes and reblogs are very much appreciated.

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amethyst-noir · 1 year

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22 and 24 for song ask!

reminds me of a character

I have three of those, actually!

First up the one and only Col. John Sheppard from Stargate: Atlantis (he should to be the cool hero type but he breaks the cliché so he's a highly intelligent disaster dork and I love him for it), who has two personal songs that describe him perfectly in my opinion:

youtube

Great 80s music and that man just go hand in hand. (God, I really need to find the time for a complete SGA rewatch.)

And then a song for my current fave, Lan Wangji:

youtube

My personal soundtrack for the 16 years inbetween, especially the very beginning.

i want to be my theme song

youtube

Because the line Don't ever say it's over if I'm breathin' has become my personal anthem over the last few weeks/months.

Thank you so much for this ask; now I'm in the middle of trip down memory lane to my time in SGA fandom. I might need to go and re-watch some of my favorite vids.

#inbox #ironstrangle #the gif search for this post was a wild ride #and so much fun #sorry for the yt links but i don't do spotify or other streaming services

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gloynporslen · 3 years

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TWC Playlists

I am about to be seen - my music tastes and a snippet of my playlists on display for all to see 😂 the lovely @smalltowndetective tagged me to do this, so I'm gonna do it! I only hope I'm doing this right 😂💕

I'm pretty sure, seeing how late to the party I am, that most people have been tagged already 😅 but if you haven't been tagged please feel free to take this as your tag should you desire to do this 🥰 I'm always up for sharing music 💕

Songs under the cut because I'm sharing 2 from each detective's and one from their relationship playlist! Also there is no guarantee these are the original artists, these are just the versions on my playlists.

Ariana Langford

Speechless - Cristina Vee

Kings & Queens - Ava Max

'Cause I'll breathe

When they try to suffocate me

Don't you underestimate me

'Cause I know that I won't go speechless

No damsel in distress, don't need to save me

Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me

And you might think I'm weak without a sword

But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours

Not Strong Enough - Apocalyptica

Adam X Ariana

I'm not strong enough to stay away

What can I do

I would die without you

In your presence my heart knows no shame

I'm not to blame

Cause you bring my heart to it's knees

Lorelei Lin

Bonus (from aesthetic board): Clarity - Kurt Hugo Schneider & Sam Tsui

All You Wanna Do - Six

Fight Song - Rachel Platten

I thought this time was different

Why did I think he'd be different?

But it's never, ever different

'Cause all you wanna do, all you wanna do, baby, is touch me, when will enough be enough?

Can you hear my voice this time?

This is my fight song

Take back my life song

Prove I'm alright song

Nate X Lorelei

Ten Minutes Ago - Santino Fontana and Laura Ones

In the arms of my love, I'm flying

Over mountain and meadow and glen

And I like it so well

That for all I can tell

I may never come down to earth again

Layton Greene

Bonus (from aesthetic board): Look At Me - Carrie Underwood

Recipe For Me - Thomas Sanders

Overwhelmed - Royal & The Serpent

I'm no authority on anything but me

I couldn't tell you why I am who I've become

But I can tell you the parts that

Make me up, and you can calculate the sum

I should be fine, but it's all too much

I get overwhelmed so easily

My anxiety creeps inside of me

Makes it hard to breathe

Morgan X Layton

Head & Heart - Joel Corry

Oh my God, oh my God

This feeling's just begun

I'm saying things I've never said

Doing things I've never done

Oh my God, oh my God

Can't believe what I've become

I'm thinking things I shouldn't think

Singing songs I've never sung

Adrien Kingston

Bonus (from aesthetic board): Not Another Song About Love - Hollywood Ending

Old Me - 5SOS

Gone Too Soon - Daughtry

All of the mistakes I made,

Whatever the price I paid,

Shout out to the old me and everything he showed me

Had to fuck it up before I let you get to know me,

Not a day goes by

I'm always asking why

Not a day goes by that I don't think of you

I'm always asking why this crazy world had to lose such a beautiful light we never knew

Felix X Adrien

Say You'll Be Mine - Steps

You're the one I've been waiting for

Say it, all you gotta do is say it

Baby please, this heart's on the line

Don't waste this precious time

Say you'll be mine

It's not hard to do, just tell me you feel it too

Bonus (from aesthetic board): Rewrite The Stars - Zac Efron and Zendaya

#tag #this was harder than I thought! I really need to neaten up my playlists they're a mess asdfghjk #thank you for the tag sweetie this was really fun 🥰💕#aria langford #lori lin #layton greene #adrien kingston #the wayhaven chronicles #twc detective #playlists!

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annaphoenix1994 · 2 years

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Masterlist Here:

Beaver Hollow - The Delights of Van Horn

"You alright, darlin'?" Arthur asked as he had finally made it back to the Wapiti Reservation, seeing Minnie sitting down in the dirt, her legs crossed as she attempted to knit a shawl for one of the younger tribe members.

"Yeah, why?" She shrugged, her gaze heavy on the work between her fingers, the small gleam of sunlight catching her eye as it miraged off of her wedding band, making a sincere grin plaster across her face.

"Well, you just looked like you were strugglin' is all," He chuckled. "Where's Charles? I thought he was staying here with you?"

"He's around here somewhere. He's been helping out some of the men here. I think he was teaching one of 'em to skin a deer." Minnie explained.

"Okay," He nodded. "You ready to get back to camp?" He hesitated to ask.

Her tired eyes looked up at him with her shoulders rolling back to relieve the tension between her shoulder blades, "Not really. I'd rather be here ready to fight off the Army than sitting in that dump waiting on a swarm of Pinkertons to just show up."

"I know," He sighed. "I'll get us out of there before that happens."

"What about John and Abigail and Jack?"

"Them too, of course. Just like the ones that don't deserve none of this mess."

"I mean it's not too late to flee. We get the ones out of there that are itching for an honest life and let the rest of 'em decide for themselves. Then we disappear and never see the bastards again, Dutch and Micah, I mean." She corrected.

"It's not that simple, darlin', I-"

"Oh, it is that simple, but you're not letting it be." She scoffed, folding her knitting project in her lap before setting it to the side before attempting to stand up on her own, forgetting that the growing life inside of her had jarred her natural balance.

"That ain't true. I have a plan, Minnie."

"Oh, you got a plan, do ya? Since when are you listening to Dutch all of a sudden? Because you just sounded like him. Look, I understand that he practically raised you, but so did Hosea. You remember what Hosea told you?"

Arthur nodded, hiding his defeated gaze behind the brim of his hat, "Yes."

"Hosea has many years of wisdom over Dutch. You knew as well as I that when shit went down in Saint Denis, Dutch changed. He wiped Hosea off of his shoulder thinkin' he was dead and went on to the next person he thought was next in line - Micah. How much you wanna bet that when we get back to camp Micah is gonna be up his ass like a street dog sniffin' a meat wagon?"

"You and your sayin's." He chuckled.

"It's how you'll remember me by, I'm sure," She scoffed. "I guess let's go get this over with and start a new life for ourselves."

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"Dutch has been lookin' for you, Arthur." John said to the approaching couple as he stood for the dreaded guard duty.

"Surprising." Minnie scoffed as they rode past John, seeing Dutch posted at his tent with his arms crossed as he looked deep in thought, which Minnie recognized as never a good sign.

"Where have you two been?" Dutch asked as he rushed towards them after realizing their return.

"Just been out. Why? What's goin' on?"

"Come with me, son." Dutch sighed, shooting Minnie a glare as he had begun to enrage a deep hatred towards her all because of the things Micah had been saying. Once getting Arthur to the outskirts of Dutch's tent, he turned to him. "What's gotten into you, Arthur?"

"Whatchu mean?"

"I mean - have you given up on us? This journey?"

"No?" Arthur shrugged. "We were just out is all. Finding a new place to lay low if need be."

"Finding a new place? This is as good as any. Ever since you got married, you've changed. You've been secretive with us and seem to only trust Miss Barlow and only her."

"First of all, it's Missus Morgan now. Secondly, I ain't bein' secretive. You know as well as I do that soon enough this is all comin' to an end. We got the Pinkertons breathin' down our necks and we're just sittin' here in the middle of some ridge waitin' to be ambushed. It's like we dug our own grave and are just waitin' on someone to throw the dirt on us."

Dutch sighed, "It's clear now that you must be reluctant on faith, Arthur."

"No, all I'm sayin' is that we haven't been covering our tracks lately..."

"Whatever you say, friend. When it's very so convenient for you, meet Micah and Bill at the old house close to the trading post in Van Horn. He has a job for you and Bill to help us with our next distraction."

"I'm sure he does..."

"Remember, Arthur. Faith!"

Scoffing silently, Arthur shook his head as he walked away from his once charismatic leader, only to recognize him now as somewhat ignorant to the situation. Seeing his new wife sweating from her brow as she knelt over in their tent appearing to organize things, he knew that she had been right all along with her judgments. "You alright, darlin'?"

"Yeah, just cleaning some things up. What did Dutch want?"

"The usual - some job he wants me to go and do."

"With who?"

"Micah and Bill."

Minnie scoffed, "Yeah, we all know what happens when Micah and Bill are involved in a job. I'll be sure to listen for the explosions."

"I know," Arthur nodded, stepping closer to her. "I think I'm startin' to think that Micah has snuck his way into Dutch's head."

"Oh I know he has. Just give it a few more days and he'll be buried so far up his ass he'll be walkin' on all fours."

Chuckling, Arthur pulled her close to kiss her forehead, "You have such a way with words."

"I know, but I can't think of another woman that is. You better come back to me, Mister Morgan."

"Yes ma'am."

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"Ah, there he is, old Blacklung Morgan." Micah taunted as he grimaced at the outlaw's presence.

"Shut up." Arthur scoffed.

"Was you followed?" Micah questioned.

"Excuse me?"

"Was. You. Followed?" Micah repeated, venom dripping from his tongue, Bill quietly standing up to prepare himself for any violence that was about to occur between the two outlaws.

"Do you know who you're talking to?" Arthur hissed, his sharp gaze not leaving the greasy-haired outlaw's sight as he stood to his feet, taunting Arthur with his presence.

"I ain't sure. I ain't sure about much no more. All I know is there's law whenever you're around, especially when you got your little wife with you."

"Oh, is that so? Because it seems to me that since you've been ridin' with us there ain't been nothin' but trouble! Stirring things up all the time, getting in Dutch's ear. Seems wherever you is, there's Pinkertons and vice versa. So you better watch your goddamn mouth boy or I'll-" Arthur yelled, his high volume triggering a brief coughing fit, sending his enraged testosterone levels through their brink as Micah laughed at him in his pity.

"Take it easy, cowboy, you're gonna do yourself a mischief way you're heading."

"Micah, shut it!" Bill warned.

"He started it! Dutch says we is to go on with plans to create a diversion. We gotta get explosives to blow up the bridge. Keep the Army out of here for a few days."

"I think that's a real bad idea." Arthur shook his head, bracing against the banister of the old house.

"I don't think Dutch cares too much what you think."

"That's clear."

"We gotta confuse them one last time then he and I will head to Blackwater to collect the money and help everyone leave. He's got a boat lined up."

"Blackwater's a fool's errand, everyone knows it. Even a greedy moron like you."

"You only say that because your little wife says otherwise. It's Dutch's choice, Arthur, not hers. You're just a senior gun, same as the rest of us. Only you ain't well..."

"I'm fine!"

"Then you'll do Dutch's bidding! Which is robbing a stage that's coming from Annesburg full of explosives."

"Rob a stage... All we seem to ever do is rob a stage, you and me."

"Not me, you two," Micah seethed, turning his head towards Bill. "I got my own planning to do. You boys got this."

"Shit," Bill grumbled as he stood to his feet. "Guess we have. Come on, Arthur."

"And cowpoke, take it easy and stop worryin' so much about what ole Minnie is whisperin' in your ear, you could do with a vacation." Micah sneered as he mimicked a cough to mock Arthur, grinning as he watched him walk away towards his horse.

"Micah says we should jump it as soon as it comes through Van Horn." Bill suggested as he and Arthur slowly loped their horses along the trail.

"So you're takin' orders from him now?" Arthur scoffed.

"I'm takin' orders from Dutch, same as always." Bill corrected.

Arthur sighed, "The pair of them are becoming unhinged. You hear about Dutch killing Cornwall?"

"Well, that needed to be done."

"Right now? With the Pinkertons breathing down our necks? I-"

"Hey, hold up a minute, those look like Pinkertons up ahead, slow down." Bill warned as he yanked on Brown Jack's reins, bringing him to a quick halt. The men watched the three Pinkerton patrol members carefully as they assured themselves that they were going on a completely different path before continuing their ride.

"So, you was just talkin' about something?"

"See, I'm starting to think that you've gone soft, Morgan. Not trusting what Dutch says, not wanting to go anywhere without Minnie, putting her first before the gang – what's gotten into you?" Bill scoffed.

"First of all, I'm not soft. Soft and wise are two completely different things. Second of all, I never said I didn't trust what Dutch says. I put Minnie first before myself, not before the gang."

Arriving in the little town of Van Horn, the settlement reminded Arthur of a book he had been reading years ago, titled Sleepy Hollow. The dewy air and soupy earth below Dahlia's hooves reminded him of a lesser version of Valentine, a small town he had begun to deeply miss as it reminded him of when the gang was at its peak, but still able to lie low without the worry of an ambush from the law.

"Okay, let's hold up here," Bill spoke, breaking Arthur from his train of thought. "So, the wagon'll be coming from that way down from Annesburg. And it'll take the two of us to stop it completely, or it'll never get done. So, I was thinkin', you go play dead and I'll take care of 'em."

"No," Arthur shook his head, taking the rifle from Bill's hands. "I'm the better shot and you, you're the better actor. No, you'll play dead and I'll cover you."

"I got that," Bill nodded, rushing to Brown Jack to retrieve his bolt action rifle. "I got that. Oh, that's them comin' now I think. It'll be quite the show."

"If you say so..." Arthur sighed as he turned to the right, rushing towards an old building that would be perfect for his own protection. Once posted, he practiced deep breaths as he looked through the scope of the rifle, resting his mark on the driver of the wagon, feeling a bit overwhelmed as there were four separate riders and two drivers, easily outnumbering the outlaws.

"Eric, go move him. Go on!" One of the men demanded as Arthur chuckled at Bill's drama, watching the older man lay in the mud pretending to be the town's number one drunkard.

"This place... These people." Eric grumbled as he dismounted his horse. "Move, you idiot! Move! Come on, let's get you right up-"

Gunfire erupted the sleepy town to full awareness from Bill as he took out the Pinkerton agent while Arthur began to shoot at them, taking out the driver and passenger while Bill focused on the three remaining riders.

"Shit! There's more of 'em!" Arthur shouted to himself as he rummaged through his pockets for extra bullets, cursing as he did not have any for the rifle he had been shooting. Luckily, he had his prized Lancaster Repeater slung over his shoulder, sure that he had two extra boxes of ammunition for the masterpiece of a weapon. Slinging the rifle over his shoulder to use his Lancaster, Arthur rushed down the rugged stairs as he quickly ensured that his repeater was loaded before bursting out into the warzone, taking cover behind an old brick wall after seeing that Bill too was in cover.

"Hurry! Get on, Arthur!" Bill shouted as he darted towards the vacant wagon, disengaging the parking brake before clapping the leather reins over the draft horse's backs. Arthur panted as he hoisted himself up on the wagon, reloading his repeater as the wagon jerked to a mad dash. "I hope you can control this thing!" Arthur commented before whistling for Dahlia as the outlaws hastily made their way out of the sleepy town of Van Horn, hopeful that they were not being followed, but prepared to fight if they were. After all, their lives were at stake as the wagon was stacked with crates of dynamite.

"Nice shootin' back there, Arthur!"

"Nice drunk playin'."

"Comes naturally," Bill chuckled. "I could use a drink after that."

"Yeah, I know. Just never goes easy no more, does it?"

"Not at all... Oh, shit! Hurry, get them riders comin' up behind us. There must've been a patrol out around here!" Bill yelled.

"Ah, hell," Arthur grumbled as he turned around in the seat, steadying his breaths as he made sure to pull the trigger on empty lungs. "Keep this thing on the road so I can get a better shot!"

"No promises!"

After dealing with what seemed like a small army as the outlaws passed the nightmarish town of Butcher Creek, Bill and Arthur took a breath of relief as the remaining Pinkerton patrol had been executed without fail. "Good thing there are no more of 'em. We're awful close to camp." Arthur commented.

"Well, that was close. Don't reckon I'm cut out to be a dynamite wagon driver," Bill chuckled as he started to slow the wagon once the pathway to Beaver Hollow became noticeable. Look, there's Micah up ahead."

"What a lovely sight..." Arthur grimaced.

"Woah!" Micah said as he walked in front of the wagon, holding his arm in the air as his other hand clutched his gunbelt. "So, you got it?"

"We got it."

"Yes, we got it." Arthur sighed as he lowered himself down from the wagon.

"What's wrong, Arthur?"

"Nothin' at all, boss." He scoffed as he glanced at John, seeing that he had been waiting with Micah for the return of the dynamite wagon.

"John, go drive this over to Bacchus Bridge, get it hidden near there." Micah ordered.

"He really does think he's in charge..." John whispered to Arthur.

"Bill, you go on ahead, I need to speak with Arthur. Good work, son."

"What's goin' on?" Arthur grumbled as Micah pat his shoulder as the pair began to walk to the pathway leading to Beaver Hollow.

"Listen, I know we ain't always seen eye to eye, and you find me irritating and a threat and I like to annoy you, but right now I need better from you, Arthur."

"Okay, Micah. Whatever you say." Arthur scoffed.

"I ain't the bad guy you think I am, Arthur. But, I am a survivor. Stick with me and you'll live, stick with your wife, you probably won't. Oh, the bridge is probably a two-man job, you should probably go help Marston."

"Why don't you?" Arthur scoffed.

"Like I said, Dutch and I got planning to do for the train. There's a big picture here, Arthur. Trust me. It's not a pretty little ranch with an outlaw woman with sheep and cows, it's all of us, together, makin' a livin' for ourselves."

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