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slutforsnow · 3 months

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Reliving Hell

Chapter 6 :3

Summary: Someone's getting suspicious of "Easton's" identity and decides to see who he really is by seeing if he can scream

CW/TW: SA/groping, trauma response, violence, hungover

The next morning, Violent was stretching as she walked down the stairs. She had been too drunk to find Alias, so Courtney had brought her home, so nothing bad happened to her. She yawned as she pulled her hair up into some kind of style to make sure no one figured out she was a she.

"Ah, morning Vi," Courtney greeted as Violet threw on a coat just to be safe. She could never be to safe.

"Morning, Courtney," She greeted, looking around the kitchen for her boots.

"So, what you got plans for?" Court asked, setting a plate of breakfast on the table. She knew Vi had a tendency to skip breakfast when she was on a mission, but she at least wanted her best friend to eat something.

"Goin' to that ranchers place—Harry Hooker. He hired Billy, Alias, and I. Well, technically, he hired William H. Bonney, Alias, and Easton Vargough," She answered, correcting herself. Vi leaned against the tablet, using a fork to eat some of the egg and bacon on her plate. She grabbed her boots from the threshold leading into the living room, slipping them on and fixing her trousers to be over her boots.

"I should get goin'—should find Billy and group up with Alias," Vi added, grabbing her bandanna from her back pocket. She tied it around her face, securing it tightly.

"Alright, be safe Vi!!" Courtney told her as Violet left.

When Vi finally found Billy, he looked rough—like a kind of 'I'm so tired cause I had intense sex' rough.

"Hell happened to you?" Vi asked, laughing softly, grabbing his hat and fixing his hair somewhat.

"A girl; real pretty girl too from the saloon last night. Her name's Alice," Billy replied, grinning a bit before Violet put his hat back on his head.

"Oh."

Violet fought back the urge to scream; Alice slept with Billy!? Of all the people he could've slept with, he slept with her?! She shook it off, not wanting to keep the conversation on Alice going; the cunt was an all-too horrible memory for Vi to handle—especially with a hangover.

"You ready to head to the ranch?" She asked, diffusing any questions Billy was starting to ask about why Violent had an angry look in her eyes.

"Yeah, and are you okay? You've got this... firey look in your eyes, and it's kinda scary," Billy questioned. Vi simply laughed it off, dismissing his question.

"I'm fine, knucklehead," She reassured, punching him in the arm. "Now let's go."

When the duo found Alias, the three of them made way for Harry Hooker's ranch.

Later, around maybe 3 hours after regrouping with Alias and making their way to the ranch, Violet was beginning to regret wearing 2 shirts. Did they conceal her female anatomy? Yes. Were they killing her and making her sweat to death? Yes. Was she going to suffer anyway to make sure no one found out "he" was actually a she? Very much so.

But to help her not focus on the sweltering heat, she was silently cursing out Alice. Alice was known for stealing boys back in her boarding school days—specifically boys Violet showed interest in. She never knew why Alice did it; if Violet had ever so much as said hi to another boy that wasn't Jesse, Alice or some other girl would yank them far from her. She hated it—all boys would eventually drop her as a friend and avoid her like the plague.

Eventually, it made her snap, and she started to act out, doing whatever she could to raise hell for everyone, and she thrived in it. She loved the attention and fear her other classmates had, seeing Vi cause destruction until she was expelled.

Shakin' her head, Violet squeezed her eyes shut and disrupted any memories of her boarding school days. Her chaos had been short-lived and not enough to undo the hell hole before she snapped. Sighing, she stretched, deciding to take a mild break from workin'. Sliding her smaller frame off of North, she made her way to grab some water.

She hummed to herself, grabbing a mug and lightly dunking it into the tub of water before beginning to down it after pulling her bandanna down enough to let her drink the heavenly liquid that trickled its way down her throat.

Meanwhile, Billy was helpin', the other cowboys bring the cattle back and lock them in their pen. He was thinkin' back to last night about Alice and how nice she felt against him. He was hopin' to see her again, wanting to introduce her to Violet. Then he heard it.

The blood-curtling horrified womanly scream that no pre-pubescent boy could ever imitate. He snapped his head towards the direction he heard it and snapped the reigns, urging his horse to the origin of Violet's scream of absolute terror.

When he came back to her, he practically jumped off his horse and kneeled down to her. She was hyperventilating with tears rolling down her cheeks and crying, holding onto Billy, feeling his calming and reassuring grip.

"Vi, it's okay, it's okay, it's just me, it's just me," He told her, pulling her into his arms and his hand on the back of her head. "Shh, shh, it's okay I've got you."

The other cowboys were talking amongst themselves about how "Easton" wasn't a he and instead was a girl. Billy took notice that one of the other cowboys had Violets hat in his hand and frowned, putting the pieces together and realizing what must've happened.

He stood up, holding Violet close in bridal style, and set her on his horse. He put his hat on her head, which ensured that no one else would touch her as Alias joined the two.

"Vi, I'm gonna go get your hat, OK? Alias is gonna stay with you," He told her, holding her free hand. Her other hand was holding the buttons of her shirt together, so they didn't expose her chest more.

She simply nodded, not meeting his gaze. Billy squeezed her hand before going off, grabbing her hat and cursing out the other cowboys for what they did to her.

After the three got to a quieter place, Violet finally took Billy's hat off and dropped it onto his head and putting hers back onto her head.

"Hey," Billy greeted, looking up at her with a reassuring smile as he led his and her horses in tow to Alias and his horse.

"Hi," She replied, her voice thick from crying.

"I took care of 'em," He told her, averting his gaze as she fixed her shirts. "Mr. Hooker's gonna fire 'em hopefully and you'll get to keep your job."

"I don't wanna," She mumbled, taking the reigns of Billy's horse weaving the leathers through her fingers. "Wanna find a different job."

"Are you sure? Alias got us this job-" Billy asked, confused but understanding. After what happened, he didn't blame her one bit, and if he was in her shoes, he'd do the exact same.

"I'm sure." Billy nodded, leaving it at that. He wasn't one to judge and wasn't going to start now.

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yourlocalwriterandreader3451 · 27 days

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The Runt - Billy the Kid

Warnings: gunshots, Jesse Evans existing is his own trigger warning

Chapter Thirteen

The next morning Laurie was sitting on the fence of the small horse pen, watching a few of the guys play baseball as Artax stood by her, gently nuzzling her with a nicker. His brown eyes were still the softest and kindest looking things Laurie had ever laid her eyes on, she believed that this horse truly understood her, knew how she was feeling. Her arm was feeling better, it just hurt a lot whenever she moved it a certain way and she needed to change the bandage every now and then, but she was okay, mostly.

A gunshot sounded from the top of the hill, catching everyone’s attention and causing Laurie to jump and fall backwards, falling right in front of Artax with a grunt as all the guys rushed over to the fence, grabbing their own rifles before taking aim at a few riders trotting down the hill. Billy made sure he was deliberately standing in front of Laurie to make sure she was shielded from any crossfire if this was an attack.

“Jesse, it’s me, Baker!,” one of the riders called as he and his buddy came trotting over on their horses, Laurie immediately identified both of the horses as mustangs.

“Hold your fire, hold your fire!,” Jesse demanded, making everyone lower their guns as Laurie climbed back over the fence. She was curious as to what was going on but she was also wary, she didn’t know these unfamiliar men. Jesse walked over to the man as he and his friends pulled their horses to a stop. “Fellas, allow me to introduce you to a very old friend of mine, Frank Baker.”

Artax pinned his ears as he snorted, pawing at the ground from the pn, he clearly didn’t like this Frank Baker guy, and if Artax didn’t trust somebody, Laurie didn’t either. The teenager stuck close to Billy, eying Frank like a spooked doe.

“Sure am happy to see all of you. Me and Jesse go back a while,” Frank said, “Always talked about going into business together. That’s why I’m here.” His eyes landed on Laurie. “Didn’t know you guys were accepting runt girls now, too.”

Laurie looked at the ground. Great, another person in my life to call me that, the young teenager thought. Billy shot Frank a look, oh, if only looks could kill. Frank seemed to completely ignore Billy’s glare and he continued to speak, “We have an opportunity for you boys, and girl, opportunity to make a great deal of money, as well as have some fun.”

Frank sat up from his horse as his little business offer continued. “You know, I know you need to quit this place. I read the papers. And I also think that you need the money to put some meat on that kid’s bones, too.” His gaze averted to Billy, who was standing next to Laurie and often looking at her to check in and see if she was okay. “I understand that you’ve got William Bonney here with you.”

“Yeah, I’m here,” Billy confirmed, looking back at Frank. “And that ‘runt’ as you call her has a name, it’s Laurie.”

Frank tied his reins to his saddle horn and dismounted, removing his riding gloves as he slowly approached Billy, who instinctively tucked Laurie behind him, keeping his blue eyes trained on Frank.

“It sure is a real pleasure to meet you,” Frank said as he shook hands with Billy, “We’ve all heard a lot about you. It’s my understanding that the kid behind you has been your travel buddy.”

Billy didn’t say anything as Jesse glanced over at the interaction and Laurie could tell he wasn’t really happy. But she couldn’t figure out why exactly he seemed upset. Her train of thought was interrupted, however, after Jesse suggested that they go inside. However, Laurie didn’t follow, instead, she turned back to where Artax stood. The young stud seemed antsy, snorting and pawing at the ground, pretty much chomping at the non-existent bit in his mouth. Something was really bothering the quarter horse, Laurie wasn’t sure what it was, but whatever it was, it was something bad.

A/N:

Super short chapter, sorry!

I haven't updated in a while omfg

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andcorde · 3 months

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Thank you so much for the very welcoming of my first ever fic here ! There’s another one that should come during the week, stay tuned, this one will be a BTK one 😉

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wh0reforcoriolanussnow · 5 months

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Billy and his songbird || Billy the kid x singer!reader

Summary: Billy is captivated to say the least when he watches you perform on stage.

Warnings: none that I can think of

Wc: 983

A/n: crap summary but I've always wanted to do a crossover between tbosas and btk lol. this was so fun to make, ALSO nothing you can take from me has to be one of the top three songs on the soundtrack along with pure as the driven snow and the ballad of lucy gray baird. I SAID WHAT I SAID.

Divider by @pommecita

The sun hung low on the western horizon, casting long shadows across the dusty streets of the small frontier town. The swinging doors of the saloon creaked as a lone figure stepped inside, his silhouette framed by the fading light.

The murmurs and laughter of the patrons hushed for a moment as they turned their attention to the newcomer. The dimly lit room flickered with the warm glow of oil lamps, and the air was thick with the scent of whiskey and cigar smoke.

The stranger, a tall and lean figure wearing a wide-brimmed hat pulled low over his eyes, scanned the room before his gaze settled on you. A slow grin crept across his face as recognition sparked in his eyes.

You were unaware of Billy’s gaze with your back turned to the crowd as you tuned your guitar ready for your performance for the night.

Billy looked around, his eyes scanning the room until they locked onto a familiar face: Jesse Evans. The two had esse crossed paths many times before, sometimes as allies and sometimes as adversaries, but tonight, it seemed like old times.

“Billy!” Jesse called out, a wide grin spreading across his face. “Well, I’ll be damned. Thought you were avoiding us. Billy smirked and tipped his hat as he approached Jesse and the others at a table near the corner that had a good view of the stage. “Just needed a bit of a break, Jesse. Couldn’t resist the allure of Sante Fe and the atmosphere ‘round here.”

Jesse slaps Billy’s back, “Well, you came on a good day, kid. Y/n’s singing tonight.“ He cocks his head to you on the stage as Billy’s eyes roam your figure. “Jesse leaned in toward Billy. “You know, we used to get mighty excited whenever we heard she was performing. She’s got a voice that can make even the toughest outlaw shed a tear.”

Billy raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. “Is that right? Well, I reckon I’ll have to hear it for myself.”

Jesse smirks at his friend as Billy catches on to his smirk with a roll of his eyes. “How’s everyone’s night goin’?” You speak in the mic as the saloon erupts in loudness, a few cheers, whistles and the sound of hands hitting tables, showcasing their feelings.

You chuckle, “Good, good, that’s what I like to hear,” a mischievous glint flashed across Billy’s eyes as he hears Jesse chuckles beside him, a playful nudge to his stomach.

“Oh! Is that bottle there for me?” Your eyes widen the slightest as you see one of the locals walk over to you with a flask in hand. “Of course, doll,” Cal grins up at you as the crowd loudens. “Oh, come on, ya’ll. You know I gave up drinking when I was 12,” You playfully wink.

The crowd erupted in laughter and amusement at your customary banter. Billy found himself captivated by your charm. “It’s to clear my piles, ya’ll. To clear my pipes” You assure them jokingly, throwing the flask back to the crowd with a grin.

You turn your head to give a sign to your band to start the song you prepared. The crowd hushed, waiting for the music to start, “You can’t take my past,” your bandmates start off, “you can’t take my history,” the crowd was silent in awe as they listen to the melodic voices that filled the space.

“You could take my pa,” “but his name’s a mystery.” You take a step forward to the mic, “Nothin’ you can take from me was ever worth keeping” your eyes flutter shut as you hear a few whoops from the crowd.

“Oh, nothing you can take,” your eyes open and Billy swore he saw them sparkle, “was ever worth keeping,” the corner of your mouth tips up to form a small smirk as the upbeat song comes to life causing an eruption of cheers from the patrons.

You wore a huge smile on your face as your fingers skilfully strum your guitar. “C’mon!” You encourage the already hyped up crowd full of cowboys and cowgirls; your boot tapping on the wooden stage as they clap along, already boosting your adrenaline.

“Can’t take my charm. Can’t take my humour. Can’t take my wealth, cause it’s just a rumour.” The way you effortlessly and gracefully twirled around the stage, your voice and stage presence mesmerising and commanding everyone’s attention—Billy was truly and utterly enchanted—you, the enchanter.

“Nothing you can take was ever worth keeping. No, nothing you can take was ever worth keeping,” Billy couldn’t help but feel his head lightly bopping to the beat, his eyes looking around to see everyone else just as captivated by your presence.

You were having the time of your life, like always whenever you sang, your heart pumping with adrenaline, “Thinkin’ your so fine. Thinkin’ you could have mine.”

Billy couldn’t help but be enchanted by your performance. He leaned against the wall, a half-smile playing on his lips as he watched you sing. Jesse and his gang, too, were caught up in the infectious energy of the moment. It seemed like everyone in the saloon, regardless of their affiliations, was having a great time.

“Thinkin’ you’re in control. Thinkin’ you’ll change me, maybe rearrange me, think again if that’s your goal.” Your eyes roam around the practically full saloon before you lock eyes with none other than Billy the Kid in the corner.

You saw him a few hours prior from a distance, but that was it. Now, his blue irises were staring straight at you, his lips lightly upturned as his finger taps along to the beat of the music, your fingers still dancing over your guitar strings, not missing a beat.

You both stared at each for what seemed liked hours but was merely a few seconds; and, for those few seconds, something unspoken passed between you.

A playful smile made it to your lips before you tore your eyes away from Billy’s. “Can’t take my sass. Can’t take my talkin’,” Billy’s watches your figure as you move across the stage, leaning forward to the crowd, “you can kiss my ass, then keep on walkin’,”

An amused expression flashed over Billy’s face, “She’s good isn’t she, Billy?” Jesse shouts over the loud music as Billy chuckles, nodding his head. “She’s somethin’ alright. A songbird.” Jesse snorts at him, “a songbird, huh?” he echoes as Billy’s eyes fall back onto the stage that you controlled.

“Nothin’ you can take from me is worth dirt.” Your eyes lock with one another, “take it ‘cause I’d give it free, it won’t hurt.” Your eyebrow lightly cocks at his direction as Billy’s lips parted. It seemed as if it was only the two of you in the saloon, everyone fading in the background.

The crowd falls into a hush, sensing the end of the song, “Nothin’ you can take was ever worth keepin’. No, nothin’ you can take was ever worth keepin’.” The upbeat tempo once again affiliated the saloon as the pleasantly surprised patrons clapped, danced, and tapped along to the catchy beat of the song.

When the song reached its crescendo, you finished with a flourish, your fingers dancing over the guitar strings. Everyone in the saloon cheered and whistled, and you couldn’t help but bow, acknowledging the appreciation.

“Ya’ll have a good night, thank you!” You exclaim into the mic before turning around and packing up your equipment. “We’re havin’ a drink, join us?” Annie, your bandmate comes up to you, placing her hand on your shoulder.

You smile up at her, “Thanks, Annie. I’ll come join you guys later.” As you stand back up, you lock eyes with Jesse Evans. You were well acquainted with the man, the two of you hanging out whenever you were free. He was sat a table with Billy, his gang the next table over.

He beckoned you with a smile as you reciprocate it, signalling to him that you’d be there in a sec. “Hey, sweetheart,” Cal drawled, obviously drunk as he had a cigarette in between his lips.

“Hey there, Cal. Enjoying yourself?” You politely smile at him as her offers to hold your hand as you descend the stage stairs—although you were quite capable of walking down yourself.

“Wanna join me for a drink, eh?” “Uh-“ “-what do ya say?” Your eyes lock with Billy’s who was staring you down. “Thank you for the offer, Cal. But I’m gonna have to decline,” You quickly say as your feet quickly moved away, leaving him there.

“Popular, ain’t ya?” Jesse chuckles, moving the seat back beside him for you. “Mind sharin’ a drink with us?” He pats the seat as your eyes flicker between him and Billy. You returned the smile, taking a seat between Billy and Jesse “I’m a busy girl but I’ll make time for ya. Always a pleasure to share good company,” you playfully wink at Jesse as you hear Billy softly chuckle.

“Lovely to finally meet you, Mr. Bonney,” You extend your hand out gracefully as he looks down at it before looking back at you with a smile. “Please, the pleasure is all mine.”

The conversation flowed as freely as the whiskey, and soon, the saloon was filled with the sounds of camaraderie. You found yourself in the middle of it all, laughing at Jesse's stories, clinking glasses with the gang, and sharing glances with Billy that spoke volumes.

"It was Billy's first time here watching your perform y'know," Jesse pipes up, his glass of whisky close to his lips before he throws his head back as you look at Billy who was already looking at you. "What'd you think 'bout my performance Billy?"

Billy pretends to ponder, rubbing his jaw as you giggle. "What can I say, darlin'? You were great out there. I couldn't keep my eyes off of you," he admits as you grin at his bluntness.

As the evening drew to a close, Jesse stood and stretched. "Well, Billy, it's been a pleasure catchin' up with you. But we've got a long ride ahead of us tomorrow."

Billy nodded, his gaze lingering on you. "I reckon it's time for me to hit the trail as well. But before I go, there's somethin' I've been meanin' to ask." You looked at him, curiosity in your eyes. "Ask away."

Billy hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Would you mind if I walked you home? It's not every day a man gets to meet a singer as talented as you." You smiled, touched by the slightly expected request, you nodded with a gracious smile. "I'd be delighted, Billy."

As you and Billy stepped out into the cool night air, the distant sounds of the bustling saloon faded, leaving only the soft murmur of the wind and the occasional creak of a swinging sign. The moon cast a gentle glow on the empty streets as the two of you walked side by side.

"Quite a night, wouldn't you say?" Billy remarked, his tone a mix of charm and genuine admiration. You hummed. "Never thought I'd find myself walking home with an infamous outlaw." You smirked as Billy reciprocated it, "Life's full of surprises, darlin'," he tips his hat.

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tomblythismyhusband · 4 months

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i hate you [ billy the kid x fem!reader ]

[summary]: billy the kid x fem!cowgirl!reader | You had always hated Billy, ever since you joined the gang of cowboys. You had always assumed he hated you too until he makes a move you never would’ve expected.

[warnings]: 18+, smut, gun play, language, slight blood

[wc]: 2.5k

[note]: [ requests are open please feel free to request any kinda fic]

The low lit glow of the porch casted shadows on the face you couldn’t help but despise. Oh how you hated his smug grin, his brown curls, even his name sent a spike of annoyance up your spine.

“What ya want Billy?” You grumbled, lounging in an old wooden rocking chair. You even hated the way your mouth shaped to welcome the sound of his name.

The sound of cowboys laughing and drinking could be heard from inside the ranch house you were residing at. You were on the run with them, Jesse Evans as the leader.

You had taken a liking to Jesse, he made you feel safe. He would never betray you and you knew that. Trust was not something easy to come by, especially running with a group of outlaws.

Out of all the boys in the group everyone was sweet to you, like real gentlemen, except Billy. Not that you expected it from him, you weren’t the kind of girl who needed to be praised.

The problem with Billy is that he purposely went out of his way to make your life living hell. Stealing your rounds of bullets, giving you dirty looks, and always voicing snide remarks. You weren’t sure what his deal was or what you had done to deserve this.

Of course all his actions earned retaliation back from you. You didn’t shy away from speaking down to him and giving him cold glances in return. He didn’t get to disrespect you like that, you wouldn’t let him, no matter how attractive he was. Which was another thing you hated to admit. How gorgeous he was. His strong jaw, gleaming blue eyes and broad shoulders would be easily admirable if it weren’t for his shitty personality.

Billy strode closer to you, floorboards creaking under his steps. You knew he wanted to intimidate you. You were alone on the porch, the night sky glowing a faint blue. Things never ended well when the two of you were left together, usually one of you ends up injured and the other pissed.

Taking a sharp breath, you tried to calm your already stirring thoughts about snapping at him.

“Whatcha doin out here all alone?” He drawled, eyes glistening with mischief.

“Trying to avoid you, but that clearly ain’t workin.” You mumbled, placing your hand lightly over the gun at your side. You decided you had no time for his bullshit. Not tonight.

He let out a chuckle as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Now what could’ve I done now? I’ve said about 5 words to you.”

He leaned slightly closer. “And really? Reachin’ for your gun already? How mature.”

You felt his eyes peering down at you as you stared out to the night sky, trying to ignore his presence. You let out a deep sigh.

“Are you just here to piss me off or what?” You spat, sitting up now.

Billy threw his hands up, stepping back, an amused look still pulling at his lips . You wanted to slap that smug grin right off his pretty face.

“Woah there cowgirl.” He chuckled as he watched you stand up, shooting him a glare.

“I want to enjoy my evenin’ without you botherin’ me.” You said sharply. You didn’t want to spend a minute longer alone with him.

He gave another chuckle that instantly made your blood boil. “Fuckin’ insane how bitchy you are.”

You brushed off his comment as you angrily strode past him into the house, bumping against his shoulder. You ignored all the hoots and hollers from the guys - they were calling you to join their game of cards but you were uninterested.

You clomped up the wooden stairs, boots feeling heavy after a long day. All you wanted to do was relax and of course Billy had to ruin it all. You didn’t want to see him, hear his raspy voice, or feel his blue eyes on you.

When you got to your room you shut the door and started to pull off your boots. Might as well go to bed. You pulled out your hair from the neat side braid it originally was in, combing through it. You let out a puff of air. Finally your body was starting to relax, your muscles relieving from tension.

You tried to get Billy out of your head. ‘Stop letting him have so much power, he’s just a guy’ You thought to yourself as you sat down in the bed, feeling a bit sleepy.

You were about to lay down when all of a sudden your door swung open, a cowboy stepping inside before shutting the door behind him again. You blinked as rage started to seep in your nerves.

Billy.

Fed up with his shit you pounced up, slamming him against the door, gun drawn. Your arm was placed to his neck while your other hand gripped the handle of your revolver. “What the fuck is it now?” You growled, eyes darting to search his face for any sign of fear.

To your disappointment you found none, only amusement. He always thought everything was so fucking funny. Was this all just a game to him?

His eyes flicked down to your arm which was pressed firmly against his throat. “Sorry jus’ came to talk.” He murmured.

His arms stayed by his side which made you realize he wasn’t fighting back. Why the hell wasn’t he fighting back? If the roles were reversed and he were to do this to you would’ve fought back in an instant.

Your grip on your gun slightly loosened. “About what? I’ve clearly told you I ain’t in a mood for talkin’.”

His eyes met yours, causing conflicting feelings in your body. You could smell the faint stench of whiskey from his breath. Was he drunk? Is that why is came clamoring in here?

“I came to apologize for how I act towards ya.” He said calmly. His usual smug grin was replaced by a serious expression. “I don’t wanna fight anymore.”

You were taken back by his statement, your breath slowing. “What the hell do you mean you're sorry? You’ve been tormentin’ me ever since I joined this gang.”

His intense gaze never left your face. He looked as if he had something he was holding back.

“It’s because I hate you.”

You let out a scoff. “Well I fuckin’ hate you too, glad we have somethin’ in common.”

A smug grin pulled at his lips again. “I hate that all I can ever think about is you.”

All of a sudden your face flooded with heat. The way he had said that sentence was slow, thoughtful, seductive? You felt stunned.

He seemed to enjoy your embarrassment, staring at your eyes as you avoided his gaze.

You leaned in closer finally, your arm still firmly against his neck still as he stood pressed up against the wooden door.

“What are you talking about?” You said in a whisper. His breath tickled your nose. This was definitely the closest you had ever been to him. A part of you honestly enjoyed it.

You felt his hands grab your hips, pulling them flush against his own. You tried to ignore the gun at his side digging into your thigh. Heart thumping, you pushed down the feelings in your tummy as you stared up at him, breath ragged.

“I think you know what I’m talkin’ about. Your clever.” He said quietly.

He was right, you knew exactly what he meant.

“So what? You’ve been crushin’ on me?”

You feel swirly inside. Being this close to him, feeling his hands on you, you should be pushing him away but you aren’t. Why not?

“Trust me. I’ve tried to kill these feelings, doll.” He replied roughly. His fingers tightened their grip around your hips making you gasp. You had lowered your arm from his neck now.

“I thought you hated me.” You said again in disbelief. His smirk grew as he leaned in close to your ear. His breath warmed your cheek as you shuttered.

“I hate how badly I want you.” He whispered.

Your anger had melted away into a feeling you couldn’t understand. Why was he doing this now?

“Wha- Billy are you out of your fucking mind?” You whispered lowly. Pushing out the feelings of lust in your body you took your hand and pushed his head back against the door. He tilted his head, curls brushing over his forehead as he smirked.

“Fine. I’ll leave you be then. Just offerin’.”

You hated this. Hated how you didn’t want him to go. Hated how his words affected you.

He slid his hands off of your hips, giving you a nod. Panicked, you grabbed his hand. It was like your body was under his control.

“Wait Billy. Don’t go.” You whispered.

You hated him. Right? Then why did you feel like this? Why was your stomach fluttering, your breath short, your heart pumping so goddamn loud?

He looked at you, studying your face. “I would never force a woman to do anything she didn't want to do. I’m leaving.”

Did you want him? What was going on? You couldn’t think straight.

“Well what if I do want to?” You asked, a little harsher than you intended.

“Do you fight about every fuckin’ thing, doll?” He groaned, rolling his eyes.

Fed up and full of lust you grabbed his face, mashing your lips against his. It was like your body was moving and acting on its own, why were you kissing the man you’d despised?

Maybe you didn’t hate him as much as you thought.

He let out a surprised gasp into your mouth as he wrapped his arms around your hips, pulling you close to him again. Billy’s lips were soft, inviting, intoxicating.

“Mmmph- Fuck doll.” He mumbled into your lips. You felt his tongue slip into your mouth, deepening the kiss.

You dropped your gun, sending it clacking to the ground as your hands flew up to tangle themselves in his hair. Your eyes were squeezed shut as your mouth molded into his perfectly. Almost too perfectly. It felt as if his lips were made just for you to kiss.

Billy stuck out his knee, placing it between your thighs, digging into your now throbbing cunt. You let out a soft moan tilting your head back as his mouth traveled down your neck.

“Like that, doll?” He teased, his teeth grazing against the skin of your neck. You let out another soft moan as his knee grinded against your clit through the fabric of your clothes.

“I still hate you.” You breathed, though your body was obviously telling a different story.

Billy’s hands slid up your waist, hands under your shirt. You felt his rough hands squeezing and caressing your body as he kissed your neck. As much as you hated to admit it, you were in heaven. You hadn’t been touched like this in so long.

“I need more.” You sighed, as you rode his knee, it wasn’t enough to give you the mind shattering orgasm you so desperately wanted.

You felt Billy nip at your neck, his lips in a small smirk. “Someone’s needy.”

“Billy please.” You begged. You were finally giving in to him, all you wanted was his hands and lips all over you.

He smiled as he moved you backwards so you could walk over and flop down on the bed. You started to frantically undo the buttons of your shirt. Billy was doing the same, sliding his suspenders down his shoulders, pulling off his shirt.

You kept undressing till you were bare, and so was he. Billy’s cock stood erect making your heart beat faster and your thoughts swirl around with desire.

He was gorgeous.

Billy seemed to be looking at your own body, noticing each delicate curve, each scar and bruise.

“Wow doll, you’ve got to walk around naked more often.” He teased, climbing on top of you.

“Your funny.” You replied pulling him closer so his lips were against yours again. The sweet taste of whiskey from his mouth made you feel dizzy as he kissed you harder.

“I need you.” You mumbled into his mouth, tired of just kissing. You needed all of him. Desperately.

“Maybe I should just leave now… leave you a hot mess” He said as you kissed him. You bit his lip at this, making him grunt.

He pulled away from you, wiping his mouth, examining the tiny smear of blood that came from his bottom lip.

“That’s how you want it darlin’?”

He gave a low chuckle, still looking at the blood. He didn’t seem mad, only more turned on. You bit your lip staring up at him. He hooked his arms under your thighs unexpectedly, making you yelp.

With your bare pussy now on display to him he let out a low groan.

You let out muffled whimpers as he prodded his tip at the entrance, making your stomach twist and turn.

“I want to hear you beg.” He said, a smug grin on his face. You scoffed. He couldn’t be serious.

“Billy you-“ You whined before you got rudely cut off again.

“Beg for it cowgirl.” He said fiercely. You felt his hands squeeze your thighs. You wanted him so bad now, you were desperate at this point. So when mumbled begs fell off your lips he smirked in triumph at your submission. You were giddy with anticipation as Billy finally sunk into you.

You let out a soft gasp, as his cock filled your aching cunt. His size was bigger than you expected. You had always assumed he acted like an asshole because he was compensating for having a small dick. Clearly you were wrong.

He started to move in and out of you roughly, stretching you out. He definitely was not going easy on you.

Your hands gripped the sheets as the waves of pleasure coursed through your entire body. Each stroke moving you closer and closer to an orgasm.

“Mm- Fuck- Right there.” You moaned as he pounded into you.

Billy gently set down your legs, shifting your body so his mouth could reach your lips again as he continued to make deep thrusts into you.

“You feel so good.” Billy choked out, his mouth now nipping at your neck.

You felt the knot in your gut tighten and tighten, signaling that you were reaching your limit. Your hands flew up to grip his shoulders, which were already slick with sweat. He moved his cock in and out, hitting your g-spot perfectly. The feeling of his skin against yours was heavenly.

“Billy- I’m-“ You whimpered.

“I know sweetheart, I’m almost there, hold on.” He said gruffly as he thrusted against you even harder. Your body shook violently as pure pleasure pulsed through your nerves. The tightness in your gut melted away as you reached the edge.

Billy felt your cunt squeeze around him as you orgasmed, letting out a muffled cry.

“Oh- Fuck y/n.” Billy moaned. His thrusts became sloppy, his body hot as he pulled away. He came on your belly, creating a mess of warm milky substance.

You both laid there breathing heavily for a moment. Billy was still propped over you, placing his forehead against yours.

“Fuck doll..” He murmured. His eyes flicked around your face as you still laid there shaking and breathless.

Noticing how much you were shaken up Billy’s lips spread into a smirk.

“Well this is one way of shutting you up.” He teased.

He leaned down to kiss you as you mumbled “I Hate you still.” Against his lips.

He pulled back, a smug grin on his face.

“I’ll let you hate me as much as you want darlin’ if this is what it gets me in the end.”

#billy bonney x reader #billy the kid x you #billythekidxreader #billy the kid x reader #billy bonney #billy the kid #billy the kid fanfiction #willam afton #william h bonney #tom blyth x reader #tom blyth #tom blyth fanfiction #fanfic #imagine #billy the kid imagine

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do yall have a most wanted list? im trying to narrow down who im wanting to play... but wanted to see who is really wanted! (:

hello, lovely! we asked our members and some honourable mentions were: daryl dixon, rosita espinosa, rick, carl, michonne and judith grimes, lori grimes, abraham ford, king ezekiel, carol peletier, eugene, lucille smith (twd), sam wilson, peter quill, gamora, nebula, carol danvers, kamala khan, happy hogan, peter parker 3, norman osborn (marvel), selina kyle, rick flag, peacemaker, jim gordon, barbara kean (dc), katniss everdeen, finnick odair, gale hawthorne, primrose everdeen (thg), zepp hindle, alison gordon, addison corday, laura hunter, jeff denlon, dylan denlon (saw), mark kincaid, richie kirsch, ethan landry, jill roberts, roman bridger (scream), rhaena targaryen, harwin strong, laenor and laena velaryon (HOTD), audra denbrough, beverly marsh, anyone from IT, dulcinea del tobosco, jesse evans (billy the kid), resident evil peeps, any available X-men, any available gotham rogues, crassus snow (TBOSAS),anyone from ASOUE but especially sunny or klaus baudelaire, more characters from witcher, more from batman, more ouat characters (prince charming, snow white, rumplestiltskin and henry mills being very wanted), grover underwood (percy jackson) and more! loves, please feel free to add on to this with your mw!

#multifandom rp #mumu rp #town rp #au rp #city rp #town rpg #fandom rp #fandom rpg #city rpg #oc rp

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A Journey for Peace

Billy The Kid x Fem!reader

Warnings: violence, bad words, Sickness

POV: first person

This is my first time writing something like this so it might be trash

April 29, 1881

Billy escaped jail once again, so as I've been doing for the past couple of years, I'm trailing in front of him on my horse. We've been on the trail for a little less than a day now, Billy says we should head deep into Mexico, like Jalisco, but I believe we should head east into Vermont or somewhere near there; they wouldn't suspect Billy there. Billy doesn't want to; he says, "They won't respect us Irish over there," but he might just have to suck it up because that's the only place they might not go looking for him. "You know I'm surprised you've stuck with me so long, Delaney," Billy tells me. In all honesty, I'm surprised as well. All the times I've run off with Billy, it's because he just shows up at my door during ungodly hours of the day while I'm asleep, so I just get up and go with him. I wish it wasn't like this. I wish Billy never tried robbing from the laundry mat with Jesse Evans, that fucking asshole. Jesse and Billy used to be close; almost like brothers, they would practice shooting their guns in the forest with cans and wood. Then when Jesse and the seven rivers gang started working with this Murphy guy, everything went to shit. I don't think I've had one day in at least four years when I don't feel like I'm going to die that day. I just want some peace; maybe when we get to where we are hiding, I can finally get my farm with a whole bunch of animals. Billy says I'm crazy for that, but I don't think I am.

#tom blyth x reader #billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #tom blyth

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Master list: Slashers Edition

General

Slashers dating a positive, ray of sunshine s/o

Slashers dating an werewolf s/o (slight angst)

Slashers dating an alternative s/o

Slashers dating a fem! Doting s/o

Ghostface (multiple) Marriage and if they want kids and how many headcanons

Slashers (pt1/??) Marriage and if they want kids and how many headcanons

Slashers

Michael Myers (2007, og, dbd, and old man myers)

Bubba Sawyer

Mark hoffman

Thomas Hewitt

Drayton Sawyer

Chop-Top Sawyer

Nubbins Sawyer

Angela Baker

Ruka (Tokyo Gore Police)

Rusty Nail

Hannibal Lecter

Billy Lenz

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Arkin O'Brien

Lester Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Charles Lee Ray

Pelle

Tiffany Valentine

Amanda Young

Ash Williams

Yautja

Candyman

Randy Meeks

Baby Firefly

Asa Emory

Jesse cromeans

Elliot Spencer/ Pinhead

Leslie Vernon

Poly! Ghostface

Art the Clown

More to be added

Dead by daylight

Survivors

Ace Visconti

Jeff Johansen

Jake Park

Yoichi Asakawa

Yui Kimura

Ships

Jake Park x Claudette Morel

Jake Park x Ji Woon Hak| trickster

General

How some of the characters celebrate Christmas (pre-fog)

Valentine's day headcanons for survivors

Killers

Ji Woon Hak| The Trickster

Danny Johnson| Ghostface

Caleb Quinn | The Deathslinger

Anna| Huntress

Tarhos Kovács| the knight

Herman Carter| The Doctor

Jeffrey Hawk | The Clown

Evan MacMillan | The Trapper

#master list #slasher imagines #all requests are open #queendeeshorrorimagines #slashers imagines #dead by daylight imagines #dbd imagines

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average-travel-companion · 2 years

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TWN: Witchers; Other Films

I mentioned to @wishicouldpostfromsecondaryblogs how I was going to make a post about other roles the Netflix-canon witchers have had for fanon purposes, so here we go! (If I don't recognize any shows they've done, I'm using my own discretion to put only like four roles they're credited for on IMDb.)(*side-eyes Henry Cavill* he played Superman and is literally the main character of TWN, this post isn't about him.)(after further thought I've included Henry Cavill on here for completion's sake.)

Basil Eidenbenz: Eskel

IG: basil.eidenbenz

IMDb Profile

Height: 6'2"

Born: January 1993, Switzerland (29 years old)

Notable Roles:

Lukas Oertli in Best Friends ('Swiss youth sitcom', 2010-2012)

Lenny Brandt in The Athena (2018-2019 TV series)

Edsel in X Company (2016-2017 TV series)

Lohlein in Victoria (2016 TV series)

Paul Bullion: Lambert

IG: paulbullion

IMDb Profile

Height: 6'3"

Born: June 1988 (34 years old)

Notable Roles:

Billy Kitchen in Peaky Blinders (2014 TV series)

Berwyn Cairn in The Bastard Executioner (2015 TV miniseries)

Sardaukar Soldier in Dune (2021)

Yasen Atour: Coën

IG: yasenatour

IMDb Profile

Height: 6'

Born: June 1990 (32 years old)

Notable Roles:

Mutton in Robin Hood (2018 movie)

Reza Al-Rahman in Young Wallander (2020-2022 TV series)

director, writer, and cinematographer for Woburn (2014 short)

Nathanial Jacobs: Everard

IG: n.amosjay

IMDb Profile

Height: 6'2"

Born: n/a, his Mandy Profile says his age range is 30-40

Notable Roles:

first and foremost he was Second Assistant Editor for all of TWN S2

Second Assistant Editor for two episodes of Pennyworth (2020)

Jesse Matthew in A Killer's Mistake (2018 TV series) and 10 Steps to Murder (2019 TV series documentary)

Jota Castellano: Gwain/Gawain

IG: jota.castellano

IMDb Profile

Height: 6'

Born: n/a

Notable Roles:

Francisco in Warrior Nun (2020 TV series)

Jordi in Heroes Wanted: The Series (2018 TV series)

an unnamed role in Dancing on Glass (2022, coming soon, April 2022)

Chuey Okoye: Merek

IG: chueyokoye

IMDb Profile

Height: 5'11"

Born: n/a, his Mandy Profile says his age range is 21-31

Notable Roles:

OASIS player (uncredited) in Ready Player One (2018)

stunt performer in The Kid Who Would Be King (2019)

MIT student (uncredited) in Patriots Day (2016)

Kim Bodina: Vesemir

IG: n/a

IMDb Profile

Height: 5'10"

Born: 1965 (he's married and has 3 kids)(57 years old)

Notable Roles:

Konstantin in Killing Eve (2018-2020 TV series)

Abbot in The Letter for the King (2020 TV series)

Martin in The Bridge (2011-2013 TV series)

Henry Cavill: Geralt

IG: henrycavill

IMDb Profile

Height: 6'1"

Born: May 1983 (38 years old)

Joel Adrian: Hemrik

IG: joeladrianslaatto

IMDb Profile

Height: 6'2"

Born: performs ages 24-35

Notable Roles:

stunt performer in Star Wars Episode IX - The Rise of Skywalker (2019)

Evans in Love Me If You Dare (2015-2016 TV series)

stunt double for Patrick Wilson in Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom (2022)

Max Kraus: Tolbert

IG: maxkrausfitness

IMDb Profile

Height: 6'1"

Born: age range is 23-33

Notable Roles:

Marko in The Space Between (2018-2022 TV series)

stunt performer in Hitman's Wife's Bodyguard (2021)

stunt performer in Jolt (2021)

Nicholas Wang: Diever

IG: hulknick

IMDb Profile

Height: 5'7"

Born: n/a

Notable Roles:

stunt performer in Pokémon Detective Pikachu (2019)

stunt performer (uncredited) in Wonder Woman 1984 (2020)

stunt performer/stunts in Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom (2018)

Lachlan Parkinson: Vartok

IG: lachie54

IMDb Profile

Height: 5'10"

Born: n/a

Notable Roles:

stunts in Spartacus (2010-2013 TV series)

stunt performer in Penny Dreadful (2016 TV series)

stunt performer in Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales (2017)

aaand that's all!!! more than one of these guys worked on F9 which is neat, but i just want credit where it's due okay

if you have any questions or w/e feel free to reach out

#hey i wrote a post #twn #basil eidenbenz #paul bullion #yasen atour #nathanial jacobs #jota castellano #chuey okoye #kim bodnia #henry cavill #joel adrian #max kraus #Nicholas Wang #Lachlan parkinson #witchers #IMDb

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I FINALLY FUCKING FINISHED VIOLET HOLY HELL

HERE IS OUR GINGER HAIRED QUEEN WITH ANGER ISSUES

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tabloidtoc · 4 years

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In Touch, May 18

Cover: Meghan Markle’s Privacy Lawsuit Backfires

Page 1: Contents

Page 2: Who Wore It Better? Joy Corrigan ✅ vs. Kendall Jenner, Kaia Gerber vs. Mia Goth ✅

Page 4: Rob Lowe can’t stop dishing about Tom Cruise even though they haven’t worked together since 1983′s The Outsiders

Page 5: Makeover of the Week -- Kristen Stewart goes cosmic rust, The Bachelorette Clare Crawley on red flags for her potential suitors, Drew Scott says brother Jonathan Scott’s girlfriend Zooey Deschanel sent him weird stalker-y Twitter posts before she met them, Number of the Week -- 3 times a day Victoria Beckham works out, Breakout Star of the Week -- 5 things you don’t know about Ozark’s Julia Garner

Page 6: Crib of the Week -- Kylie Jenner’s incredible new mansion on one of the most exclusive streets in the Holmby Hills area of L.A.

Page 8: Locked Down with Their Exes -- And you think you’re ready to throttle your partner? These couples broke up but are still quarantining together -- Khloe Kardashian and Tristan Thompson, Bruce Willis and Demi Moore, Odette and Dave Annable, Jesse Metcalfe and Cara Santana, La La and Carmelo Anthony, Ramona and Mario Singer

Page 9: Kate Hudson had a crush on Jimmy Fallon when they were making 2000′s Almost Famous, pregnant mom of four Hilaria Baldwin vented on Instagram about her nonstop day of cooking and cleaning and more but she didn’t get much sympathy, Man Candy of the Week -- David Gandy, Winner of the Week -- Mariah Carey’s album E=MC2 finally reaches the top of the iTunes chart 12 years after its release, Loser of the Week -- Kristen Bell’s daughter slams her for her bad reactions and lack of patience and stern voice in a first grade opinion essay

Page 10: Up Close -- Princess Charlotte turns 5

Page 14: Pregnant Pause -- Brie Bella and Nikki Bella, Ashlee Simpson and Evan Ross, Lea Michele

Page 16: Anderson Cooper and his son Wyatt

Page 17: Cameron Diaz and a parakeet and budgie, Mariah Carey and twins Moroccan and Monroe who turned 9

Page 18: Let’s Get Physical -- Heidi Montag jumps rope, Adam Sandler rides a bike, Sam Asghari goes for a shirtless run

Page 20: Rihanna models her Savage X Fenty lingerie line

Page 22: Reese Witherspoon and dog Lou, Mark Wahlberg surprises Melissa McCarthy and Ben Falcone on Ellen after Melissa described a dream in which Mark was doing household chores in her home

Page 24: Masked lovers Ben Affleck and Ana de Armas sparked engagement rumors after she sported a $200,000 red ruby ring

Page 26: Kourtney Kardashian and daughter Penelope

Page 27: Mindy Kaling dressed up as Jared Leto at the 2019 Met Gala, Kaia Gerber and her foster puppy

Page 28: Cover Story -- Courtroom Showdown -- Meghan Markle may be forced to testify against her dad and spill royal secrets

Page 32: Katie Couric’s Tell-All -- Katie had a front-row seat to all the drama at Today and now she’s ready to spill her side of the story

Page 34: Angelina Jolie to Brad Pitt: Stay Away From Our Kids -- after years of custody drama Angie finds a new reason to restrict Brad’s parenting time

Page 36: Kristin Cavallari vs. Jay Culter -- who’s telling the truth? Kristin and Jay hurl shocking accusations in nasty divorce

Page 38: Matthew Perry’s spiraling again after he got dumped

Page 39: Mariah Carey’s diva demands drive her boyfriend Bryan Tanaka crazy and they’ve been worse than ever since they’ve been in quarantine, Felicity Huffman spent 11 days behind bars after admitting she paid someone to help her daughter Sophia get a good SAT score but seven months later the 19-year-old has been accepted to Pennsylvania’s Carnegie Mellon University on her own merits, Star Sightings -- Florida Georgia Line, Alysia Reiner, Billie Eilish and her brother Finneas Baird threw a virtual concert to highlight vegan restaurants like Beyond Sushi and Pura Vita that participate in the Support & Feed charity, Emma Roberts, Whitney Port, Victoria Justice

Page 40: John Cena spending $5 million on his upcoming wedding to Shay Shariatzadeh and he’s planning it himself

Page 41: The Bachelor Peter Weber is now dating Kelley Flanagan the contestant he knew before filming even started, Gigi Hadid and Zayn Malik are having a baby girl, Robert Pattinson and Suki Waterhouse are having a baby and she got pregnant during lockdown but they’re in no rush to get married

Page 44: The Big Interview -- Kenya Moore of RHOA throws major shade at her onetime frenemy Nene Leakes

Page 46: Style -- workout clothes -- Kate Hudson

Page 50: Beauty -- spa day at home -- Gwyneth Paltrow

Page 52: Did I Really Do That? Prince George is their style icon -- Pharrell Williams, Lucy Hale, Ben Affleck, David Beckham

Page 54: Animal Overload -- My dog looks like Jack Nicholson

Page 56: Entertainment

Page 58: My Night at Home -- Kron Moore, Guess Whose Motorcycle Helmet -- Ben Affleck, Orlando Bloom, Jon Hamm, Keanu Reeves, Bradley Cooper, Justin Bieber

Page 62: Horoscope -- Taurus Stephen Colbert

Page 64: Last Laughs

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Favorite Wrestlers, Announcers, Managers, Matches and Tag Teams/Stables

Fav Modern Male Wrestlers

AJ Styles, Finn Balor, Shinsuke Nakamura, Bobby Roode, Samoa Joe, Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose, Roman Reigns, Braun Strowman, Kevin Owens, Bray Wyatt, Sami Zayn, Drew McIntyre, Cesaro, Andrade Cien Almas, Kassius Ohno, Johnny Gargano, The Miz, Daniel Bryan, CM Punk, Elias, The New Day, The Bludgeon Brothers, American Alpha, The Revival, The Usos, Rusev, Karl Anderson, Luke Gallows, Lio Rush, Richochet, Bobby Lashley, Pete Dunne, Tommaso Ciampa, The Undisputed Era, SAnitY, EC3, Lars Sullivan, Matt Riddle, Velveteen Dream, Cody Rhodes, The Young Bucks, and Kenny Omega.

Fav modern Women’s Wrestlers

Ruby Riott, AJ Lee, Paige, Natalya, Sasha Banks, Asuka, Charlotte, Alexa Bliss, Bayley, Becky Lynch, The Iiconics, Ember Moon, Nia Jax, Carmella, Naomi, Liv Morgan, Sarah Logan, Sonya Deville, Mandy Rose, Emma, Kari Sane, Bianca Blair, Dakota Kai, Lacey Evans, Toni Storm, and Nikki Cross

Fav Legend Male Wrestlers The Undertaker, Stone Cold Steve Austin, The Rock, Kane, Goldberg, Bret Hart, Triple H(before he became a corporate stooge and found out about what he did to Chyna) Shawn Michaels, Golddust, Mankind/Cactus Jack/Dude Love, Eddie Guerrero, Sting, Scott Steiner, Chris Jericho, The Hardy Boyz, Kurt Angle, Road Dogg, Bad Ass Billy Gunn, Road Warriors, Gangrel, Edge, Christian, Big Show, Macho Man Randy Savage, Rowdy Roddy Piper, Ricky The Dragon Steamboat, Jake “The Snake” Roberts, Andre The Giant, Hulk Hogan(before I found out what a backstabbing racist piece of shit he is) The Ultimate Warrior, Big Boss Man, Bam Bam Bigelow, Ted Dibiase, The Iron Shiek, Sgt Slaughter, Nikolai Volkoff, Rick Rude, Honky Tonk Man, Mr Perfect. Ric Flair, Dusty Rhodes, Owen Hart, Razor Ramon/Scott Hall, Diesel/Kevin Nash, Yokozuna, Davey Boy Smith, Dynamite Kid, Jim “The Anvil” Neidhart, Raven, Booker T, Diamond Dallas Page, Vader, William Regal, Jerry Lawler, Chris Benoit(despite what he did, he was still a good wrestler) Dean Malenko, Perry Saturn, Rey Mysterio, Lance Storm, Billy Kidman, Vampiro, Juventud Guerrera, Ultimo Dragon, Psicosis, Faarooq/Ron Simmons, Bradshaw, Sid Vicious, Lex Luger, Sabu, The Sandman, Shane Douglas, Tommy Dreamer, Terry Funk, Tazz, The Dudley Boyz, Rob Van Dam, Batista,

Fav Legend Women Wrestlers/Divas Chyna, Trish Stratus, Lita, Victoria, Beth Phoenix, Melina, Torrie Wilson, Stacy Keibler, Michelle McCool, Jacqueline, Jazz, Mickie James, and Ivory

Fav Announcers

Jim Ross, Jerry Lawler, Gorilla Monsoon, Jesse Ventura, Bobby Heenan, Gordon Solie, Tony Schiavone, Joey Styles, Gene Okerland, Howard Finkel and Michael Buffer

Fav Managers Paul Bearer, Bobby Heenan, Jim Cornette, Mr Fuji, Jimmy Hart, Freddie Blassie, Paul Ellering, Sunny, Paul Heyman, J.J. Dillon, Captain Lou Albano, Slick, Ted Dibiase, Sensational Sherri, and Miss Elizabeth,

Favorite Match types

Hell In A Cell, Buried Alive, Casket, Boiler Room Brawl, Falls Count Anywhere, War Games, Cage Match, First Blood, Submission, Inferno, Hardcore/Extreme Rules, I Quit Match, Elimination Chamber, Last Man Standing, Lader Match, Table Match and TLC

Favorite Tag Teams/Stables The Hardy Boyz, The Dudley Boyz, Edge & Christian, The Brothers Of Destruction, D-Generation X, The New Age Outlaws, NWO, The Shield, The Road Warriors, Demolition, APA, The Four Horsemen, The Steiner Brothers, The Hollywood Blondes, Harlem Heat, The Hart Foundation, Los Guerreros, MNM, Too Cool, The Rock 'N' Sock Connection, The Shield, The Von Erichs and The Fabulous Freebirds

#WWE #Wrestlers #Women's Wrestlers #WWE Divas #Wrestling Managers #Wrestling Announcers

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Dealing hearts || Billy the Kid x reader

Summary: Interrupting a poker game to join Jesse, you catch the attention of Billy. As the night unfolds it becomes an unexpected night of connection and shared vulnerability.

Warnings: fem!reader, Jesse Evans x reader for abit,

Wc: 1,025

A/n: begging for more Billy the kid requests 😭🙏

Divider by @pommecita

The smoky haze hung thick in the air as you pushed open the swinging doors of the bustling saloon. The lively chatter of the patrons and the clinking of glasses filled the room, creating a backdrop to the intense game of poker that had captivated the attention of everyone in the establishment. Your eyes scanned the crowded room until they settled on a familiar figure at the poker table.

Jesse, was deep in concentration, his eyes fixed on the cards in his hands. The murmurs of the crowd ceases for a moment as you made your entrance. Some heads turned, and the locals greeted you with nods and smiles as you sauntered confidently through the room, your presence commanding attention.

Ignoring the curious glances, you made your way to Jesse, who looked up from his cards and grinned when he saw you approaching. As you reached the table, you didn't bother to glance at his opponent, instead opting to slide onto Jesse's lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Hey, handsome," you whispered in Jesse's ear, pressing a kiss to his cheek. He chuckled, clearly pleased with your unexpected arrival.

He lifted his hat from his head, a gesture that spoke volumes in the silent language of the West. The whispers started immediately, reverberating through the crowded saloon. The hat passed from Jesse's hand to yours, and as it settled on her head, slightly lopsided, the room buzzed with whispers.

"Look who decided to join the party," Jesses said, squeezing you gently. "Folks, meet the most beautiful distraction a man could ask for." He announces as you shyly smile, adjusting Jesse's hat on your head.

Laughter erupted from the onlookers, but Jesse's focus remained on the cards. Your attention, however, was drawn to the man sitting across from him. His eyes met yours, and you felt a jolt of recognition. Billy the Kid.

Jesse often spoke with a mix of admiration and rivalry of the legendary outlaw, a man with a reputation as wild as the West itself. Billy's gaze lingered on you for a moment longer than it should have, and you couldn't help but notice the slight twitch in his confident façade.

You offered him a playful smile, seemingly innocent, but your mind was already racing with the realisation of who was sitting across from you.

As the poker game continued, you watched the cards being dealt and the bets being raised. Jesse's skill was evident, and it wasn't long before the tension in the room reached its peak. Billy, usually unflinching, seemed oddly off-balance. He stole glances in your direction, clearly finding it difficult to concentrate on the game on hand.

Jesse, noticing Billy's distraction, smirks, "Havin' trouble keepin' focus, Billy?" Billy grumbles, "Just play your damn hand, Jesse," Jesse lets out a low whistle as a soft giggle leaves your pretty lips.

Finally, with a triumphant grin, Jesse revealed his winning hand. The crowd erupted into cheers, and you leaned in to kiss him on the lips. "Good job, babe," you said, and Jesse beamed with pride, throwing his head back letting the alcohol run down his throat.

Billy, on the other hand, pushed back from the table, his expression unreadable. He mumbled a half-hearted acknowledgement of the game and stood up, leaving with saloon without a word. You slid of Jesse's lap, your eyes following Billy as he disappeared into the night.

"Where you off to, doll?" Jesse drawled, "Just to talk to someone, I'll be back later," you whispered a quick goodbye to him, promising to catch up with him later, and slipped out of the saloon.

A feeling of curiosity and something else you couldn't quite place compelled you to follow him. The cool night air hit you as you made your way through the dimly lit streets, catching sight of Billy up ahead.

"Billy, wait up," you called after him, quickening your pace to catch him just as he reached the shadows of a nearby building. Billy turned to face you, his expression guarded but curious. "What do you want?" he asked, a hint of irritation in his voice.

You took a deep breath, choosing you words carefully. "Listen, Billy, Jesse and I- it's no what you probably think it is-" you began, but Billy interrupted you with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"I don't care 'bout your business with Jesse," he said, avoiding eye contact. "I've got my own troubles." Despite his tough exterior, you sensed a hint of vulnerability beneath the surface.

"Trouble like what?" you prodded gently. Billy hesitated, then sighed. "It's none of your business, sweetheart." You studied him for a moment, recognising the loneliness in his eyes.

"How long you've been travelling 'round by yourself Billy?" Your question catches him off-guard, "What?" "Everyone's got their demons," you remarked softly. "Maybe talkin' 'bout it could help."

For a moment, Billy looked at you as if considering your offer. Then, with a shrug, he turned away. "I ain't one for sharin' my trouble." You didn't give up. "Well, maybe I can be a distraction, like I was in there,"

Billy shot you a sidelong glance, his expression unreadable. "Doubt that." Undeterred, you took a step closer. "You seemed pretty distracted back there to me." Billy's gaze flickered, and for a moment, you saw a crack in his tough exterior. "What's it to you?" he muttered.

"Jesse send you over or somethin'?" You smiled, trying to break through his walls. "Maybe I just want to be sure everyone's havin' a good time tonight," He regarded you with a mixture of skepticism and something else you couldn't quite decipher. "You're a strange one."

You chuckled, "strange might be just what you need." Billy's lips twitched, almost forming a smile, but he quickly masked it. "You're wasting your time, darlin'," he said, turning to lead the way down the quiet street.

As you followed him, the two of you walked in silence for a while. The dim glow of lanterns illuminated the path, casting shadows on the dusty ground. Finally, you reach a small, weathered house on the outskirts of town.

Billy pushed the door open, gesturing for you to enter. "I don't know why you're bothering with me," he said, his voice gruff. You stepped inside, the interior modest but tidy. "Sometimes people need a little company, that's all." Billy closed the door behind you, and you took in your surroundings.

The room was sparsely furnished, with a worn-out table and a couple of mismatched chairs. A single oil lamp flickered on a nearby shelf. "So, what's the story, Billy?" you asked, leaning against the table.

"I know there's more to you than just an infamous outlaw," a soft chuckle leaves your lips as he lips upturn briefly at your words. Billy sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

"I've been on the run for so long, never stayin' in one place too long. Gets lonely, you know? And tonight, losing at poker and seeing you with Jesse, it remined me of what I don't 'ave."

You listened, empathy filling your eyes. "Maybe it's time for change," you suggested gently. "Not everyone's out to get you, and not every game has to be 'bout winning or losin'."

Billy scoffed, his eyes avoiding yours. "You sound like a preacher." You chuckled. "I’m not like the others who judge you for what you had to do" He finally met your gazez, a mixture of surprise and curiosity in his eyes. "You're not what I expected."

"Expectations can be deceiving," you replied, moving closer to him. "Maybe it's time for a new start, a fresh one start,”

For a moment, he seemed lost in thought, contemplating your words. Then, with a resigned smile, he said, "I don't make promises, but maybe I could use a distraction."

You grinned, reaching out to gently touch his arm. "Then let's start with tonight. No expectations, no strings attached. Just two people enjoying each other's company."

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Old Friends & Enemies

Part 2 of New Beginning

A/N: Here is part 2 :3 I apologize for the wait guys 😭

Summary: Violet meets with a new friend and discovers that more of her past may be unraveling... more than she wants to admit

TW/CW: sexism (?), slight feminization of scrawny boys, dead dad mention, raging jealoust, whiskey, talk of old boarding school, kms joke, whore mention

"Remember, here, you ain't Billy McCarty or Violet Evans," Alias reminded the two as they all tied up their horses. Violet and Billy nodded, looking up at the saloon they were stopped in front of.

Alias led two inside where they followed, keeping a very small distance away from each other. Violet immediately felt uncomfortable in the saloon; so many older men were sitting around and she took a shaky breath as she saw some of the men looking her up and down. Either they knew she wasn't a man or were surprised to see such a small and boyish-looking young "man".

Well, Billy had a pretty boyish face, but he was also 6 feet tall, and Violet stood at a mere 5'5". She adjusted her bandanna, using it to make sure it was snug and hid her scars as Alias led them through the saloon, her hand on her hidden knife.

She would never be taken advantage of again. She'd make sure of it, even if she had to get covered in blood to prevent it.

She felt Billy place a hand on her back in a reassuring way as Alias led them to a table and ordered them all whiskey. He kept his gaze towards another older, maybe 50 year old, man. Violet's leg was bouncing under the table as she sat next to Billy and kept tapping the table 3 times.

Billy took note of this and gingerly placed his hand on her knee, rubbing the bone with his thumb in a reassuring way. Violet wanted to cry—he was so sweet to her. If she was in her dress and they were in a field or alone somewhere, she would've melted right then and there.

Soon, Alias stood and made his way to the mysterious man, a ranch head if she remembered correctly. She and Billy waited before Alias signaled them to come up and join him.

"And who are these two young men?" He asked, looking at Billy and Violet, though directed men towards Vi in a very condescending way.

"I'm William H. Bonney, sir," Billy introduced, taking his hat off his head.

"And your friend?"

"Easton Vargough, sir," Violet said simply and not removing her hat. If she did, she'd reveal she very much was not a man and she'd like to not be flirted with. So, instead, she tipped her hat down to where Hooker was sitting.

She silently thanked the heavens that she had succeeded in maintaining a masculine tone when she had to speak during poker before she met Billy. She adjusted her position, standing up straight so she didn't look feminine.

The things she had to do to avoid having it happen again; it made her sick. Why couldn't men just be fucking decent?

"Hm... you're quite small for a man, Mr. Vargough. How old are you?" The man sneered, his gaze fixed on Violet. She almost rolled her eyes until she remembered her and Billy needed jobs.

"Ah, my entire family is quite short, sir," She lied effortlessly. "Truth be told, I'm the tallest in my family; but I'm eighteen, sir. Just turned 18 about 2 months ago."

"And your father? Surely, he's taller than this."

"No, sir, he's six feet under." Violet had to bite her tongue to keep herself from laughing; Jesse and her loved saying that when people asked about their father. It always shuts them up and clearly, it worked on Hooker.

"I see."

"Sir, we're hopin' for a job," Alias cut in, feeling the tension between Henry Hooker and Violet. "All three of us."

"Huh, even the scrawny lookin' boy?" Hooker mused. Violet discreetly rolled her eyes as Hooker took a puff of his cigar.

'I hope you fuckin' choke,' She thought to herself, wanting at least Billy or Alias to get a shot at getting the job.

"Yes, sir, I do," Violet replied, wanting to go back to whiskey at their table they had been sitting at before Alias got them up on their feet to speak with Mr. Hooker.

"You three know how to shoot a gun? Ride a horse? Handle cattle?" Two outta three couldn't be bad, so Violet just nodded as Billy and Alias confirmed they all do know how to do those things.

Violet, of course being raised a little lady, had no idea how to use a gun. Billy could teach her though and she counted on him to do that.

After a few more minutes of bickering, Mr. Hooker said he'd only hire the three of them if Billy sang something Irish for him.

If Violet wasn't hard in love with Billy, she was now hearing his angelic voice. She felt her knees buckle, but she stayed standing.

'What can't this man do?' She thought gazing up at Billy with love in her eyes. She thanked her lucky stars that it was dark in the saloon or every patron would have had her killed for "a man being in love with another man" as she was blushing so hard. She was breathless as Billy's voice made her stomach do flips. Even the entirety of the saloon had finally fallen silent to hear his voice.

When Mr. Hooker finally agreed and hired the 3, Violet pulled Billy aside to a dark corner where no one could see or hear the and immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her height.

"Jeez, Billy, you never told me you could sing!" She whispered, lowering her bandanna slightly as she he hugged her back.

"Ah, just a lil' talent I picked up back home," He told her, pretending to brush off her praise with a shy smile as he put his hat back on his head.

"Bullshit, that was incredible!" She protested, grateful that most of the patrons in the saloon went back to minding their business.

Billy simply chuckled.

"You really think so?" He asked, glancing towards a woman that had been watching the pair discreetly.

"I know so. I'm gonna go grab us whiskey, to celebrate your voice getting us jobs," She replied smiling before pulling up her bandanna.

"Alright," He replied, feeling the tips of his ears flare up in embarrassment.

She slipped away to the bar, avoiding any older men, and ordering 2 glasses and a bottle of whiskey.

When she turned around, she noticed Billy wasn't where she left him. A different girl had grabbed his attention. She shifted uncomfortably, feeling nervous about some random woman pulling her best friend away from her.

'I shouldn't be feelin' like this; Billy and I are just friends and he hasn't claimed me as his girl,' She thought, averting her gaze from Billy and the woman. When she was served the whiskey and 2 glasses, she poured one and immediately downed it to shake away her nerves.

She sighed, her joy and excitement from hearing him sing now fading. Why did she feel this way? Why did she suddenly want to stab the woman who was running a hand all over Billy's chest, flirting with him?

"Well, if it ain't Violet Vi," a new voice greeted, causing her turn again looking at the newcomer.

"Courtney-?"

"Well, who else would recognize you from the cut on the back of your neck, darlin'?" She questioned with a cheeky smile. Violet immediately hugged her old friend, sighing in relief to see a familiar face.

"You have no idea how happy I am to see you again," Vi whispered, smiling as Courtney hugged her back. "I have so much to tell you."

Violet poured Courtney some whiskey and slid it to her as Courtney sat next to her. She was so thankful for the noise around the saloon, glad no one would overhear their conversation.

"Well, for one, I met someone and well... he's the most perfect man God could have made," Vi began before explaining how her and Billy met after her family moved out west after Vi got kicked out of boarding school to try and make her "normal".

"Oh, wait, before I forget and I apologize for cutting in my like this, darlin', but two people are here in town that you don't like," Courtney interrupted. "From boardin' school."

"Oh hell, who?" Vi asked, glancing around the saloon.

"Alice and Barbara." Violet's jaw may as well have hit the ocean floor.

"The whores?!" Vi couldn't believe what she was hearing. "The two sluts who couldn't keep away from any man I showed interest in!?"

"Yeah," Courtney answered slowly, rubbing Violet's back.

"Fuckin' killin' myself."

"Vi, no-"

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Life & Style, December 16

Cover: Melania Trump

Page 1: Photo Flash -- Pete Davidson and Kaia Gerber PDA in Miami

Page 2: Contents

Page 4: The Top 10 AMA Looks -- Halsey, Dua Lipa, Kelsea Ballerini, Selena Gomez

Page 5: Carrie Underwood, Ciara, Taylor Swift, Katherine Langford, Camila Cabello

Page 6: Twinning! Bridget Moynahan vs. Naomi Watts

Page 7: Christy Turlington vs. Olivia Wilde

Page 8: Did Justin Timberlake cheat on Jessica Biel

Page 9: Hollywood mourns Harry Morton, Throwback -- Busy Philipps, Biggest Spenders of the Week -- The Weeknd, Sophie Turner and Joe Jonas, Tyga, Kris Jenner

Page 10: Madonna’s alter ego Madame X has left her eldest kids Lourdes Leon and Rocco Ritchie cringing, Irina Shayk is putting the word out that she’s ready to date again

Page 12: Tori Spelling’s shopping addiction, how Hilary Duff got her body back, VIP Style -- Stephan James and Taylor Kitsch, Jamie Foxx, Rachel Zoe and Rodger Berman, Kenan Thompson and Vanessa Bayer, Paris Hilton, Ilfenesh Hadera, Tom Sandoval, Tinsley Mortimer and Elena Matei

Page 14: The Week in Photos -- Kendall Jenner watches the New York Rangers

Page 15: David Beckham at the United Nations, Mario Lopez and Jojo Siwa

Page 16: Savannah Guthrie and Hoda Kotb and Dolly Parton

Page 18: Olivier Rousteing and Cara Delevingne, Brooke Burke, Chris Hemsworth at Tokyo Comic Con

Page 20: Joey Fatone and Bruno Tonioli and Carrie Ann Inaba, Billie Eilish on Jimmy Kimmel Live, Seth Rogen at Disneyland

Page 22: American Music Awards -- Selena Gomez, Post Malone and Regina King, Lizzo

Page 23: Toni Braxton, Shawn Mendes, Camila Cabello and Taylor Swift and Halsey

Page 24: Stars Behaving Badly -- Chrissy Teigen scared husband John Legend, Lily Allen smokes outside her Paris hotel, Tracy Morgan flips the bird

Page 26: Say What?! Chris Evans, Reese Witherspoon, Chrissy Teigen, Caitlyn Jenner, Anna Kendrick

Page 30: Justin Hartley’s divorce bombshell

Page 31: Mike “The Situation” Sorrentino and his wife Lauren suffered a miscarriage, Gigi Hadid and Zayn Malik back on

Page 32: Cover Story: Melania Trump

Page 36: The Royal Family’s holidays from hell

Page 38: Inside Rihanna’s $600M world

Page 40: Kate Hudson -- how I saved my family

Page 42: Who Lives Here? Regis Philbin

Page 44; Entertainment

Page 45: Star Review -- Zosia Mamet, As Seen On-Screen -- Kristen Stewart’s Agent Provocateur’s Rozlyn Balconette Underwired Bra that she wore hosting SNL

Page 46: Gift-giving season -- Kacey Musgraves

Page 49: Princess Kate Middleton

Page 52: Diva or Down-to-Earth? Diva Kaley Cuoco, Diva Jenna Dewan

Page 53: Down-to-earth Katie Holmes, down-to-earth Nick Viall

Page 54: Social Stars Posts of the Week -- Jessica Simpson and daughter Maxwell, Chris Hemsworth and Elsa Pataky and their chickens Moto Moto and Pizza, Gigi Hadid and Kacey Musgraves, Jesse Tyler Ferguson and husband Justin Mikita

Page 55: Drew Scott and wife Linda Phan, Reese Witherspoon and Jennifer Aniston, Mariah Carey and her twins Monroe and Moroccan and Millie Bobby Brown, Orlando Bloom

Page 56: Horoscope -- Sagittarius Taylor Swift, They’re Not Together But They Should Be -- Virgo Patrick Schwarzenegger and Sagittarius Hailee Steinfeld

Page 58: Made Ya Look! Ciara and daughter Sienna

Page 60: What I’m Into -- Ariana Madix

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