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#Texas damnit
adhdslugcrimes · 1 year
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Full country twang Clark Kent.
Clark: I'm fixin' to lay into her.
Bruce: lay... Well if you think it will help*started taking off the bat suit*
Clark: darling if you don't put back on yer clothes yer great aunt pearl will feel the ass whoppin' yer about to get.
Bruce: *serval different awakenings happening at once.*
Clark: god it's hotter then a whore at a Winnie roast. *Chugging water*
Bruce: is... Is that pointed towards me?
Lois: Bruce, it's a country saying.
Clark: *wipes sweat away with his shirt*
Bruce: oh, got it but out of all respect... I wouldn't mind being his whore...
Lois: I'm not surprised.
Clark: ah nothin' like a mess of cornbread and some of yer famous beans ma, been missing this dearly.
Clark: are youngs (pronunciation, yens) coming? Ain't got all day now.
Clark: whoo I'm sweatin' like a whore in church!
Bruce: I don't sweat in church!?
Clark: so grandpapi was a shiner going up them there hills just a cookin, now everyone knew what he was doin' but nobody dare to mess with him exact dared city slickers thinkin they're boot were damn well six feet tall or somethin. Never did hurt a fly now but he did get in a good scarin but once he got home and meemaw got wind of his fun oh he got it good.
Hal: I understood nothing.
Barry, FROM Missouri: oh shit, your grandpapi is a hoot and a half!
Hal:... I'm lost—
Bruce: shhhh horny on main time, continue Kent.
Clark: well I be a little old Granny at bingo night!
Clark: Lex, darling yer as useless as tits on a boarhog.
Lex: I stop listening when you call me darling.
Clark: yer cookin is almost as good as my meemaw and ma Alfred, make a southern man mighty happy.
Alfred, on a reality show interview thing: I used an excessive amount of fat, five lard tubs... How much is Mrs. Kent using!? Their cholesterol must be horrendous!?
Clark, same thing: how much my ma uses? Welp, probably 8 lard sticks and butter for taste. Ain't nothing like my ma's cookin!
Clark: sweet lawd baby Jesus...
Clark, raining: oh aunt patty knees must be a hurtin' right about now, hope y'all got yer umbrellers it's gonna rain cats n' dogs pretty soon.
Gets a sweet tea.
Clark: bleh!? Dem City slickers can't be calling this sweet tea, Hun get my sugar from the car I need to make this drinkable... Oh and don't forget my hot sauce I saw what their serving... Texas Pete might as well just use salt to spice their food.
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cryptic-michael · 1 year
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I continue to be jealous of my northern friends who HAVE PRETTY FALL LEAVES AND PRETTY SNOW IT LOOKS DEAD AND DEPRESSING HERE IN TEXAS YOU FUCKERS!(affectionately saying fuckers)
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tuxxydo · 2 years
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Guys wtf. Who thought making a prequel to TCM 3D was a better idea than a sequel?
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hearts4chriss · 2 months
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Texas baby.
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Angry!Boyfriend Chris x Needy Poc! Girlfriend
prompt: while Chris is filming with his brothers and Sam and Colby you send me a bunch of thirsty texts and images to distract him. Fortunately and unfortunately it works but at what cost?
Part 7
Contains: PURE FILTHY SMUT! humiliation, semi-public, balcony sex, ROUGH! CHRIS, degrading, hair pulling, dacryphilia, overstimulation, use of pet names, hair pulling, ass slapping, choking, photography, dirty talk, spanking, heavy aftercare
A/n: THIS IS DEDICATED TO THE AMAZING & TALENTED GIRL @luv4kozume I LOVE U SO MUCH MAMA ( my mother ) THANK YOU SOOO MUCH FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE IM SO GLAD I FOUND U AND IM SO PROUD OF YOU UR ALMOST @2k🤭🤭
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Damnit Chris
Chris Matt and nick were here in Texas to film a collab w Sam and colby and he begged me to come along.
But since he left I’ve been feeling soooo horny for him, I haven’t been able to get him alone of course since he’s here for the collab and I wanted him to explore where I’m from ( surprise :) )
But it’s his fault, he’s been doing things in purpose.
The way he’d hug me from behind pressing his boner into my ass, the way he’d “accidently” grab my tit whenever I’d be out with him and his brothers since we got here.
Oh and his little flirty comments,
“Sorry sweetheart, my fault princess, you need something ma?, you look so pretty mama” all his stupid shit now has me wet and I can’t do anything for hours until he gets back
I had an idea. I was gonna make him pay
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I knew how Chris felt whenever I teased him in public, which is exactly why I sent it. It would always end in really, really rough sex.
But we were in a hotel so I'm not sure how this would go but since he was filming with Sam and Colby I hope he doesn't get too upset.
Chris Pov
I was with my brothers and sam and colby as I had just seen the last of my girls texts.
My dick pressed achingly against my pants I swore I felt pre-cum in my boxers. those fucking pictures.
And it only got worse as I tried fixing myself when they weren't looking, just the though of her sitting on the hotel bed in a thong and a sheer black robe covering her made me almost nut in my pants.
I could not wait to bend her over the balcony and fuck her so good, let everyone know shes mine.
Throughout the rest of us filming, I began to get angry and even more pissed off with her sending me those.
She had me turned on, for hours, knowing I couldn't do shit about it.
I was gonna ruin that ass the second I got back. She wants to act like a slut? i'll fuck her like one.
1:27am
I was still awake, I had been laying on the bed before I heard the hotel room door open.
“Hey baby how filming.” I said turning around giving him a clear view of my plump breasts through the sheer material along with the thong hugging at my hips he tried to regain focus.
“You think that shits funny? Sending me that while im in public and making me hard hm?” He spoke in almost a growl his hand wrapping around my throat squeezing a bit and I shook my head and squeezed harder.
“N-no I-dont mphm think its funny-“ I choked out and he let out a scoff before releasing his grip.
“Outside, balcony, bend over.” Was what he instructed and I did so removing the robe walking outside as he followed me smacking my ass and I whimpered
“Faster, slut you wanna get fucked so bad I suggest you move quicker.” Chris said with a teasing tone as I scurried outside bending over and resting my arms on the rails the cool breeze hitting my nipples as they hardened.
“You know what's coming now baby?” Chris spoke in almost a baby-like voice rubbing his hands over the curves of my ass.
before I could speak he lays a harsh smack across my ass I jolt forward gripping onto the rail tightly.
“Don't make a sound yeah? Just be a good girl.” He speaks leaving a kiss on my neck before leaving another smack
“Your, smack, such, smack, a, smack, fucking, smack, slut, smack.” Chris said quickly through gritted teeth as I bit my lip from any groans or whimpers, also ignoring the way my pussy throbbed each time he smacked my ass.
“Fuck-“ he says under his breath fumbling with his pants undoing his belt letting his pants fall to the ground kicking them off before sliding down my thong letting his dick slap on my ass spreading the pre-cum a bit.
“You think you deserved to be fucked?” Think you deserve my cock hm? He said waiting for my answer as I tried to form the words he got irritated smacking my ass.
“You better answer me sweetheart, or you won't even get the tip.” Chris said in a mocking tone.
“P-please Chris- I'm sorry I-promise-“ I choke out my words falling out all over the place and he chuckles spreading my legs before forcing all of him inside me.
He normally would give me time to adjust but he was fucking pissed, he immediately began ramming into my pussy balls deep inside me, his hand grasping my shoulder making it easier to thrust.
“O-oh f-fucking shit Chris!” my jaw slack moaning his name loudly almost forgetting we were outside, but it felt so euphoric feeling him so far gone inside me.
“shit ma so fuckin tight on my dick, such a slut.” He grunted continuing to abuse my cunt letting it coat his cock easily sliding in and out, well pounding.
at the pace he was going, I could cum in probably a minute or two, and I knew chris was gonna make me his cum slut for my behaviour just a few hours ago, I was so fucked.
“shit shit- fuck!- feels so fucking good oh shitt!” I screamed biting my lip from my moans bound to has granted us a noise complaint but boy he did not like.
“Open your fucking mouth, you wanted this right? For me to fuck you like the whore you are?” He said smacking my ass again inserting his fingers into my mouth through my lips.
He continued his pace whilst I made a mess on his fingers from how hard and rough he was going I couldn't keep up as I drooled on his fingers, my ass slapping hard and quick on his pelvis allowing his cock to hit my g-spot every thrust, my stomach already gained the familiar sensation.
“Look at that, already about to cum so pathetic baby.” He chuckles removing his fingers from my mouth so he could pull my hair tightly thrusting harder making a clapping senation.
“FUCK im cumming f-fuck-“ cries of his name flew from my parted lips as my cum began dripping down his length allowing his warm thick load to shoot inside me, but he didn't even slow his pace allowing my eyes to shoot up from sensitivity.
“S-sensitive Chris!” I cried out gripping tightly on the balcony rails and feeling my legs already close in before he reached down spreading them apart leaning over to my ear.
“Nu-uh sweetheart, you wanted this remember?” He mocked leaving a lick on the sensitive spot on my neck making my breath hitch like he knew it would letting his cock ram deep inside me as our cum mixed creating a stick sound.
“such a dirty slut for me aren't you.” He sighs deeply allowing his eyes to roll back at the sight of me so fucked out on his cock.
“F-fuck yes yes- such a slut for you Chris-“ I cry out resting my head sideways on the rails and squeezing my eyes shut to let my mind drift away as it clouded it up from how he was fucking the shit out of me.
“Good girl, so fucking good f'me.” Chris's voice dropped an octave as he was so focused on fucking me till I saw stars it felt, thats when, The sticky sounding was replaced by a squelching wet sensation.
“Fuckk chris- I-“ I groaned my legs quivering as I began squirting over his cock and lower stomach, I could've sworn he would have stopped by now but he didn't
“oh god-“ I said feeling my eyes well up with tears as my legs nearly caved in at the overstimulation and he chuckle admiring how my wetness glistened in the faint light of the moon on the balcony.
“Love this fuckin pussy so much, fits so perfectly around me-“ chris moaned his brown locks sticking to his forehead as his arm wrapped around my torso to squeeze my tit making me whimper my legs began to shake a bit.
“come on ma one more, being such a good girl.” He praises his hand reaching down to rub my puffy clit chuckling at the heat of it as I squirmed tears falling down my face from the overwhelming pleasure.
Chris reached over to the hair grabbing phone putting it side ways and recording in front of me.
“Tell everyone how much a whore you were acting baby hm?” He said still thrusting deeply inside me.
“I-fuck- s-such a whore- for y-you-“ I said panting, almost like a dog my tears on my cheeks as I could hardly form a sentence.
Fucked her so good she can barley speak, fucked her dumb with my cock. He chuckled looking at the camera before setting it down as I could barley support my body weight at this point, my orgasm quickly was approaching.
“Oh fuck fuck I-its- so close-“ My toes curled into the ground allowing everything to entirely take over as I couldn't even process what was happening.
“fuck baby- cum, all over this dick.” He groans his teeth grazing over my shoulder as I shutter in his grasp.
“FUCK- C-cumming s-so fucking good-“ I squealed as I began to cream his dick for the 3rd time as he slowed his thrusts just enough so he could finish inside me again before slowly pulling out.
I try and hold my body up for a bit before chris pulls me into him, my chest heaving as my tears stained my face, our cum dripping out of my abused pussy and my body covered in a thin layer of sweat.
“F-fuck Chris-“ I shake against the balcony rails barely holding myself up before Chris rubbed my shoulder placing a kiss.
“Shh I got you baby.” He whispered in a comforting voice gently picking me up bridle style allowing my head to rest on his chest as he carried me to the bathroom allowing a bath to run for me.
He got a warm cloth pushing my legs apart cleaning my inner thighs first since I'd be more sensitive in between.
“You ready? let me know if it's too much okay?” Chris kissed my forehead and I nodded as he cautiously pressed the warm cloth to my heat cleaning me up being careful to not make me wince.
My bath was ready so he held me again placing me in as i sigh leaning against the back of his as He sat behind me.
“Want me to take ur hair out mama?” or do you wanna keep it in.
“T-take it out.” I sigh tiredly and he smiles grabbing the baby scissors.
He was precise and careful taking my weeve out, I made sure to teach him how to do it so he wouldn't cut my hair and he didn't
Once taken out he undid the braids underneath it beginning to givev my scalp a small massage and I rest my head in his hands.
Your hairs gorgeous baby. He says quietly and I look at him and smile.
Eventually he got me out the bath allowing me to dry off with some support, he carried me to our bed.
“Here you go.” chris smiles handing me a pair of panties and one of his T shirts.
“I'll be right back okay?” He says and I nod as he leaves the room and I’m confused but I’m honestly too tired to even think
I put my bonnet on and wait for him
around 5 minutes later chris comes back with two cokes and a bag of takis.
“I know these are your favorite snacks so.” He shrugs handing them to me before taking off his shirt climbing into the bed with me in his grey sweats.
Thank you. I smile at him
“Of course ma, come here.” He says and I get closer to him laying my head on his chest.
“Thank you for taking such good care of me baby.” I say tiredly and he chuckled.
“Oh don't thank me, it’s my job sweetheart to do that and make you feel so good and plus I think we woke everyone up anyway.” He chuckles
“Oh shit- probably.” I shake my head as we both errupted into laughter.
The rest of that night ( 20 minutes )consisted of us watching TV and eating my snacks before I drifted off to sleep 20 minutes later.
“Goodnight gorgeous.”Chris mutters leaving a kiss to my clothed shoulder turning of the lights cuddling me as we fell asleep.
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Can I pretty please request a soulmate AU for this prompt: you have a meter/rating on your body that tells you how dangerous your soulmate is
With the character being Thomas Hewitt??
🥺🙏🏻
Tommy's got his soulmate
Thomas Hewitt x reader
Gender neutral reader
Warnings: mentions of reader being an outcast, slight angst with a fluffy ending, mentions of the smell of cigarette/ weed smoke.
The faint smell of smoke and cheap incense lingered inside the rather dated van as you sat in the back. Soft chattering over the humming of a local radio station made the ride through the desolate Texas road rather calming.
You and your friends were doing a cross country road trip for your final summer vacation for your university years. Friends was a rather long stretch for your relationship with them, yet it could be worse.
On everyone's right wrist was a 1 to 10 meter that showed how dangerous your soulmate was, beeping when you get close to your soulmate. While everyone you know had ones and twos with the occasional three rating, you've always had the rating of ten.
Your soulmate was simply dangerous. The only saving grace was the fact that it never beeped- never actually meeting them before. There were times when you wondered if your soulmate was in prison or in some rather seedy situations, making you more reluctant on meeting them.
Although your parents tried to soothe your worries by saying that you will be safe with your soulmate even though whomever they are is obviously an dangerous person, you can still tell that they were scared for your future.
You tried hiding your meter from your peers but they all end up finding out the truth. If it wasn't the looks of pity, it was the quiet whispers everywhere you walked. It was a sad reality for you to be shunned for what fate or whatever Deity that chose this for you.
"Damnit Henry, you didn't fill the tank up!?"
Mark yelled at his friend as the empty gas light comes on. Amy and Maxine groaned with irritations as you looked up, seeing a sign for a service station a mile away. You spoke up over the arguing young men.
"Guys, there's a service station a mile away if we take this turn. If you two stop arguing like an old married couple, we might be able to make it before we're all fucked."
The men quickly shut up, somewhat intimidated by the simple fact that you were fated to be with a highly dangerous person. The women giggled at the last part, looking away from their magazines.
"How are you able to intimate those two so easily? They stopped fighting right when you spoke."
Maxine asked, looking at you with her doe like soft eyes. You gave an anxious smile as you hear Amy laughed at the other woman's innocence to your situation.
"Well Maxine, there's a reason why you've never seen my meter... I don't like showing it...."
You started to speak, your left hand moving over to rub the covered meter on your right hand. Amy interrupted you.
"Their soulmate rating is a ten, worst anyone could get. Their soulmate is is a fucking monster, Maxine. The boys are scared of how potentially dangerous they will be given their soulmate."
Before there was a chance for you or Maxine to speak, the van was parked next to a gas pump in front of the rather old service station. You opted to get out of the van and get some coffee from the station while Mark gets out to fill the van. Henry, Amy, and Maxine decided to follow you inside for a snack run.
You walked towards the coffee pots, filling a cup with the hot liquid. A quiet beep came from your meter as you heard a softer beep from a short distance. The gas station owner, an older woman stared at you with interest as the beeping becomes faster and louder.
Anxiety flows through your veins as you stood still- as if you were a deer in headlights. Heavy footsteps grew closer to you as the beeping for both yours and your soulmstes meters became apparent to your friend group and the the older lady as the door from the back exit of the building open.
Actually meeting your soulmate wasn't a thing that you've ever thought would happen within your life. The hurricane of thoughts made you not notice the audible gasp come from the older lady's lips.
The first thing you noticed was how much larger the man was. Your wide eyes looked up at him as he stared at you. Time froze as you took in every detail of your soulmate; from the way his curly brown hair clings to his large neck, the leather mouth piece that covers his mouth, all the way to how he has a farmers tan on his face and arms.
The logical side of you was screaming to run away as fast as you could because of how dangerous your meter says he is. Yet, you felt a sense of safety and acceptance coming from the much larger man. A older feminine voice brought the both of you back to reality.
"It appears that you're my son, Tommy's soulmate.."
A look of approval was shown on her face as she gave you a motherly hug. You accepted the hug from her as Tommy watches you.
"I'm Luda Mae, but please call me mama."
She continued as you heard tires screeched outside. Looking towards the windows, you saw your friend's van speed away from the gas station. Your eyes widened in shock as they left you alone with only your wallet. Luda quickly goes to the wall phone, calling what seemed to be the sheriff. You didn't pay attention to what was said as the two of you embraced each other, knowing that you have each other now.
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small-sinclair · 7 months
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@sup-im-blue, thought of you when I wrote this.
soft!Johnny Slaughter x reader
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Johnny played with your hair as he laid in bed. The night was oddly cold in Texas, but he didn’t mind. He had someone to keep warm and safe. He could see the stars from his window, and he counted them and then some as he laid in silence. He listened to you breathed slow and relaxed, and it sent shivers down his spine.
Just to think he was going to kill you last year—
Damnit, Johnny, he thought himself. Don’t let the Bad Man out. Not around them.
Truth to be told, he couldn’t bring himself to harm you. Even when he was supposed to be hunting you, he just couldn’t stand the thought of you crying and scared. Hell, he still doesn’t like seeing you scared. He wanted to break every bone in his body when he saw you crying. His bloodlust and rage only grew until he let it out on visitors and prey.
Johnny only wants to keep his sunflower safe.
His sunflower.
His.
He looked down at you as you curled closer into his chest. He smiled and nuzzled into you hair, smelling it deeply. He craved you more than blood and flesh some days.
You stirred and slowly woke for a moment. “Johnny?” You murmured sleepy. “What time is it?”
“Reckon 2:49am,” he leaned down and kisses your forehead. “Feelin’ okay, sugar?”
You snuggled into his sleep shirt. “Mhm…” your voice sounded like a kitten purring. “Johnny?”
“Yes, sunflower?”
“Promise you’ll always love me?”
He didn’t know why it stung it his heart. “I’ll never not lov’ya, y/n.” He lifted you up so he could see you better. “Now, don’t talk like ‘at, ya hear?” He presses a gentle kiss on your noise then you lips. “I’ll always love you.”
You give a sleepy smile as you tucked your head under his chin. He brought the blanket up closer and held you closer.
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sombrashe · 2 months
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Task Force 141 where they're a gang of cowboy outlaws called the 141 gang. Everyone thinks there's 141 members because of how efficient and unrelenting the gang is all the way from present day Texas to Mexico where they commonly work with the shadows gang and los vaqueros
Edit: Gaz would be the only one of 141 who could read properly and would be the one who designs the plans and handles all their paperwork. It would essentially just be the video of "Treat? No treat! Treat? No treat! Treat? No treat! Damnit!" but its just Gaz who has to spell words that only Price knows so they don't get Soap and Ghost excited
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goldengay49 · 3 months
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Texas: “you like girls!? Damnit… there goes $10”
California: “yeah… i have a wife…”
Texas: “damnit! There goes another $10!”
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soberscientistlife · 2 months
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A Texas state judge has ruled that Barbers Hill High School DID NOT violate Texas’ CROWN Act, a state law prohibiting race-based hair discrimination, in its months-long punishment of high school junior Darryl George over the length of his locs.
DAMNIT this makes me so angry.
FUCK TEXAS
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sleepdeprivedsimp234 · 9 months
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~Main 6's reactions to getting stabbed~
California: Well that's just rude >:(
NY: Again? Really? *sigh*
Loui: Dats fair I guess.
Florida: *eats the knife* :)
Texas: *sigh* That's- That's fine... Ya want yer knife back or do I keep it?
Gov: Damnit not again-
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jungle-angel · 6 months
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Top Gun Maverick Moodboards: The Pagekeepers; The Great Frontier (Book 3)
"Who the hell are you?" Jake questioned.
"Damnit Jacob Seresin!" he exclaimed, still tall astride in the saddle of the big Kiger Mustang that stood proudly before him. "You mean to tell me you don't recognize me? Ya'll oughtta know who I am, bein a Texas boy yourself and after all those tall tales your Pa used to tell you before bed!"
Jake suddenly went wide eyed when he was hit with the memory, the feeling striking deep in the core of his very soul. "Pecos?" he murmured. "Pecos Bill?"
"None other," the handsome cowboy said with a sly grin.
Tagging: @bradleybeachbabe @desert-fern @ryebecca Becca and Fern, I hope you guys are ok with this and me tagging you in some of this, Becca, you've created alot of my favorite moodboards and I wanted to pay it forward and make you something.
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icansoiwill · 1 year
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Heart of Stone Chapter 2: Two New Friends
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~Summary: It’s a new day. Joel couldn’t ignore the feeling. He knows her from somewhere. He just can’t figure out where. Tess is hurt and it leads them to need (y/n)’s help. When they try to find the guy, they meet another friend. 
~Pairing: Joel Miller x f!Reader
~Words: 1.5k
~Warnings: Mention of sex, some similarities to the show that I thought would fit (I do not own the copyright), cursing (if that bothers you), idk what else...
~A/N: I feel like idk what I’m doing lol, I hope you like though! 
Previous Chapters: Chapter One
Next Chapter: Chapter Three
Joel stood in the the entry way of the bedroom. His hands on his hips looking down at the floor. He kept shaking his head, like some past memory of her would arise out of know where and appear in the forefront of his brain.
“Where the heck have I seen her before?” Joel question out loud. He knows her from somewhere. It was like this energy he couldn’t shake. He remembered how her eyes looked inviting. Like a place that felt like home. Like Texas. Like Tommy. Like Sarah…. He thought about they way her hair looked messy but still put together. Like she had just got it done or something. It was beautiful. It was hard not to see the beauty in her. He wanted to think about he all day long.However, it felt unfair to Tess to think about (y/n). Tess was everything he needed in a post outbreak partner. She was resourceful, smart, and gave him some of the best sex since the outbreak. Tess always felt like more than that to him, though. They has been together for a while. He trusted Tess with his whole being. Nobody else could get that from him. Suddenly Joel’s thoughts were interrupted when he began to hear the door knob rattle. He moved swiftly to sit at the round table in the kitchen. Sitting at the specific spot that had a gun strapped under it.
“Damnit” He heard Tess say as she struggled with getting the door open. He took his hand off the gun and got up from his seat. Joel instantly walked over to help open the door and was met by a bruised and beaten face.
“What happened?” Joel gruffly asked.
“Nothing, just a couple of Robert’s dumb teens roughed me up. It’s nothing to worry about” Tess stated.
“Tess, if they did this…” Joel starts. He seats Tess at the table and then turns to grab a cloth and some rubbing alcohol from the cabinet.
“Joel, don’t worry about it.” Tess tells him. Joel sits in a chair facing her and dabs a little of the alcohol on the cloth. He brings it up to meet Tess’ face and she inhales sharply. “We have bigger problems. Robert sold all of our pills and sold the battery he promised us”
“What do you mean? We don’t have a battery anymore?”
“No” Tess tells him blatantly.
“Where is he? Robert needs to hear from me.” Joel spat out angrily as he pulled the cloth away from her face to make eye contact with her.
“Joel, focus. Look, I don’t know where he is, but we can find out. Quietly. I don’t need you causing a scene and running him off”
“Fine. We’re gonna need help when we find him though.”
“I agree, I'll get (y/n) to help.” Tess told Joel. With that Joel got his and Tess’ things ready to go questioning. Luckily they didn’t have to go far.
Joel stood at the corner of a wall as he watched Tess talk to the sketchy guy. The guy looked at Joel, who looked at him without hesitation, and then back at Tess. Joel could see her slip a few ration cards towards him. This made him upset. But he needed to keep his guard up for her. He needed to keep watch. Joel gets interpreted quite suddenly…
“Hey man,” some guy comes up to Joel, “you look like your feeling a little lost…”
Before the guy could even finish, Joel says “if you tell me to look for the light, I’ll break your fucking jaw”
Before he knew it Tess was walking back over to him.
“I had to give up a few rations, but nothing we can’t handle. I have Robert’s locations. Let’s go find (y/n)”
Tess knew where (y/n) would be. She led them to the food pantry. Tess told him that she eats here all the time. Joel found it odd that you ate most of your meals at the food pantry considering that it wasn’t that good. Once she spotted you, she made her way over there on her own.
Joel watched Tess talk to you with the same hard expressions that he had earlier. He saw you look over at him from where Tess was. You instantly looked back at Tess. Joel couldn’t hear the conversations going on, but from the looks of it you had agreed to help with whatever they needed. Both Tess and you got up from the table you were sitting at and made your way over to him.
“Guess what Groucho, we’re working together!” You said with a bit too much enthusiasm, or may be sarcasm, as you smacked his arm. Joel couldn’t tell which it was. But It defiantly made his heart jump when you touched him.
“Oh great, I can’t wait” Joel replied unemotionally. He made his way next to Tess as you two walked by. Joel wanted to keep a distance between you two, something was happening that he didn’t know what to do with.
“We’ll head back to our place now to get the rest of our shit together” Tess told (y/n). “Meet us in an hour at the southwest maintenance entrance to the subways. They’re just past our block. Make sure you have a weapon.”
“Sounds good, see you guys in an hour” She tells Tess.
Joel and Tess quickly make it back to the apartment. They grab the last few things they needed before going to hunt down Robert. Joel grabbed his backpack and a gun, meeting Tess at the door. As they walk out of the apartment and headed towards the maintenance doors Joel can’t help but think of the way you looked yesterday. When your eyes met his, you hair perfectly fell with your face. Little strings of hair falling out from the place where it was tucked behind your ear. It was just long enough to frame your face perfectly.
“Hey are you listening to me?” Tess said.
“Huh?” Joel replied being snapped out of his memory of you.
“I asked if you brought your bolt cutters.” Tess repeated.
“Of course I did. It’s not my first rodeo.”
As they both came up to the street, Joel saw you. Flannel, black tank top, and worn jeans. You were walking towards them rummaging though a worn dark green backpack hanging over your shoulder. Eventually you zipped up the backpack and picked up your pace to meet Joel and Tess at the door.
“You got a flashlight right?” Tess asked (y/n).
“Of course, it’s not my first rodeo” (y/n) replied.
Joel smirked slightly at the comment. He pulled the bolt cutters out of his bag and cut the dead bolt on the doors.
“Grab your flashlights” Tess said to them.
They followed Tess through the doors and continued until they got the spot.
“Here” Tess said as she pointed her flashlight toward the wall, highlighting the symbols that lied upon it.
“We’ll go through this door. Then up a latter and at the top there’s a door that will lead to a hallway. Then we’ll be in the place we need to.”
Tess again took the lead. Joel motioned for (y/n) to go first. Through the door was a small space, not much existed here. Other than the few switch boards and machines, it was pretty much just the latter. Tess began going up, then (y/n). Joel followed in suit.
“How far up we going?” Joel Questioned.
“No far” Tess replied.
“Well it looked like they reframed the whole structure of this latter” Joel stated, “They probably did this in the 80’s. At that time they were all cutting down apartment sizes to sell condos.”
“Oh well, this has been ‘Construction Corner’ with Joel Miller everyone. Please stay tuned as we’ll have questions with the man himself” (y/n) spoke in a television tone. Joel gave an annoyed blank look she couldn’t see.
Tess struggled with the door when they got to it. There was an unusual heaviness. Joel moved in and pushed his way through almost falling over what was keeping it closed.
“Careful.” (Y/n) whispered harshly. Joel held up a hand to let her know he was okay.
“What the fuck happened here?” Tess said as she looked at the body keeping the door closed.
“That piece of rat shit” Joel said, “He tried to sell that damn battery again.”
Joel crouched in front of Robert’s slumped body, “And the bitch snorted them before we could get it back” saying as he flicked his nose.
A ruckus came from down the hall. Joel pulled out his gun. He signal for the both of you to do the same. He took point this time, making his way down the hall towards the noise.  He made his way close to the right side of the wall. Once he got to the corner he took a slight peak to see a woman struggling to help another women up. He lifted his gun higher now, making his way closer as quietly as possible. Then suddenly a door opens.
“Haaaaa” screams a girl coming from the door. Joel throws he against the wall. (Y/n) could see the subtle shock in his eyes when he realized the girl couldn’t of been older than sixteen.
“Joel?” A women questioned
“Marlene?” Joel said.
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cryptic-michael · 2 years
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I wanna break my mom's phone EVERY FUCKING TIME she watches this ONE political person on Instagram who's a democratic and shit, and her thing is, "Oh He's smart!" NO BITCH HE'S HOMOPHOBIC AND TRANSPHOBIC HOW IS THAT SMART??? AND HIS EVEYTHIGN IS OFF!!!
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vkvoodoo · 15 days
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sawyer family while growing up hcs
— the sawyer twins were very protective over their younger brother bubba. They knew that he was “different” in many ways, like he wasn’t able to go to school different. They made sure to keep him company and comfort him
— bubba has had seizures before as a toddler, and child. Drayton would hold him and make sure he wouldn’t bite his tongue, choke on spit, vomit, or hit his head. The twins would just stand there and watch while being uncomfortable, nubbins was interested in it tho
— choptop and nubbins would ALWAYS argue about who is he older twin. Nubbins was
— the twins are troublemakers
— baby bubba was in and out of speech therapy classes
— nubbins thought drayton was their dad for the longest time (3 years)
— drayton was always kinda a miserable person. Easily got annoyed ESPECIALLY with the twins. He would have selled them if he could
— drayton picked favorites. Bubba was his favorite
— nubbins and drayton would argue alot
— nubbins and choptop have went though a phase of casually talking about “banging chicks”
— even though the twins were protective over bubba they would somtimes be rude to him. Let’s say bubba won’t get out of their rooms “damnit get out dummy! I’ll go get drayton if you don’t!” Bubba would SOB at that
— bubba played with any type of toys, dolls, dinosaurs, hell even little bones he would find
— I headcannon that bubba has a skin condition thats like near his top lip, like a rash. Now I don’t know any skin conditions but I feel like the rash would burn, itch and make his skin peel off, so he would always be touching it wich would erritate it and make him cry all the time. Poor baby :( (i actually think this is cannon!)
— bubba is very neurodivergent, at first the twins would get annoyed with him alot because of it, but they grew to learn about it and love him from who he is
— bubba is a chunka baby
— drayton panicked when he realized that bubba had curly hair. He let it grow long once but then everyone thought he was a little lady
— bubba loved being called “bubby” he would laugh at it
— nubbins and choptop would chase bubba around with a random road kill they would find. Bubba would run screaming and crying. Drayton would get the broom lol
— bubba loves swings. That’s why they got that one like bench swing outside!
— bubba was a very picky eater
— the twins thought of learning sign language whenever they found out bubba wouldn’t be able to talk properly
— the twins would constantly ask drayton why he gets no bitches
— drayton would make them eat all their food. He hates when his food gets waisted
— choptop would steal stuff from the gas station drayton works at
— nubbins would bring rats and raccoons inside
— this one time drayton invited lefty over when they were all abit younger, nubbins asked if they were gay. He was right but not at that time lol
— drayton fell into a massive depressive state after their parents disappeared. He knew grandpa was too old to keep care of his younger brothers
— drayton is actually really good with kids, just couldn’t stand the damn twins
— because they lived near a lake they would go there alot when it was super hot. Drayton would bring a whole bag of food n blankets, the twins would race there, and bubba would walk with drayton. They would actually do this quite often, I know their house would be getting quite uncomfortable with the Texas heat. I don’t think drayton would swim, bubba would put his feet and hands in the water, though I also don’t think he would swim, and nubbins and choptop would literally be drowning each other as drayton would threaten to drown both of them if they didn’t cut the crap. Bubba would look for pretty rocks/flowers around the lake, I imagine this being a very calming place for bubba. poor bubba would have to hear drayton rant to him about his brothers being such a pain in the ass when they go to the lake, he would leave them at their hot ass smelly home but decided to be nice. ALSO nubbins sucks at swimming somthing just tells me that he does. I bet drayton or their parents before they disappeared never taught any of them how to properly swim. nubbins would find a leach or somthing really gross and scare bubba with it.
— every rat that drayton would kill, nubbins and bubba would burry them outside. Bubba liked digging holes but would freak out with the feeling of dirt up his nails. Nubbins would squish the worms they would find. Once when the hole was finished nubbins would place the dead rat into it and burry it. Placing a flower down that bubba picked from the lake on top of the digged up dirt. nubbins would then stomp on it. (Choptop didn’t care for rat funerals)
ahhh I love writing about them growing up😭💗💗 feel free to request me anything!
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marriedtopresley · 1 year
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I’ll Show you a Real Cowboy
Cowboy Elvis Imagine 😫
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Elvis had just finished long hours of riding bulls preparing for his next rodeo and was desperate for a beer. Walking into his local honky-tonk, he sat at the same barstool he always sat in at the end of the bar right next to the television.
“Elvis Presley was spotted in Fort Worth today practicing for his next rodeo, Presley is trying to wash away his drought of not winning a rodeo in 3 years. The question is, is this old champion ever gonna win another one or is he just washed up.” He suddenly heard come from the television.
“God damnit just shut it off!” Elvis yelled at the bartender as he handed him a beer.
“What’s the matter cowboy? Can’t take the pressure?” His head flashed over to the left of him where a beautiful woman stood.
“I ain’t ever said that.”
“Sure seems like it mister. My names Y/N.” She put her hand out in front of him to shake.
“Elvis, Elvis Presley.” He seemed skeptical of this woman but good lord she was pretty. “What brings a beautiful girl like you into this dusty place?”
“Been trying to find myself my own cowboy.” She replied. “Austins cowboys were too short and the ones down in San Antonio…. well let’s just say all their soldiers were too small.” Elvis nearly spat out his Budweiser. “So I thought I’d take a chance in Fort Worth. I’ve sure seen some handsome ones here. This is my last stop before I go to Nashville.”
“Oh is that right? All these cowboys in Texas and not one has swooped you away and into their hearts. I don’t believe that bull crap for a second.” Elvis said as he watched her take a seat right next to him. “What would you like to drink honey?”
“Bourbon please.”
“You heard her, get her a bourbon.” He said to the bartender and the bartender quickly nodded. “You sure like em’ strong sugar.”
“I like my drinks how I like my men. Strong and powerful.” She fired back with a wink.
“I think you’ve come to a good place to find them honey. This is where cowboys are king.” He answered and flashed her his classic smirk.
“Really hmmm? Would you like to show me where the real cowboys are?”
“Oh I’ll show you a real cowboy don’t you worry.”
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This got me blushing and kicking my feet. Cowboy Elvis is literally my fav 🫶❤️
Send me some requests y’all!!
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afunfunkytime · 2 years
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youve seen buff texas
youve seen chubby texas
however
have you seen short texas
may I introduce you to the concept of 'Texas is 5'4 and in denial'?
he is just a little guy, and he vehemently detests this fact
he's built like a tank, broad shoulders and strongk muscles. dude is shredded. or soft, if you prefer.
but he is small
his boots have heels, 2 inches minimum, and his hat alongside those boost him up to about 5'7, however that is not good enough for texas. he will be 6'0 damnit and if he can't be, he'll pretend he is.
his tinder profile says he's 6'0, he tells other states he's 6'0, he is absolutely not 6'0
half the country may be taller than him but he doesn't care, he's 6 goddamn feet tall regardless of what facts say
alaska thinks it's silly but he just pats his head gently whenever texas insists he's tall. he's still little buddy.
austin pities texas a little for his height lie, he doesn't actually mind their height. austin is a short king. we love him.
texas also doesn't like his height because it allows other states to just pick him up like a child. utah crouches slightly to talk to him. alaska looks directly down at him. california is able to pick him up.
he hates it.
thank you for coming to my ted talk about short king texas. i hope it was educational.
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