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A big, broad-shouldered man came through the door, the look of a long-haul trucker hanging around him like a ratty coat. He was wearing old oil-stained jeans and a frayed flannel shirt thrown over a white t-shirt, his scuffed boots peeling up at the toes with age.
He had the air of a man who’d reached the end of his rope. He had a battered wide-brimmed hat pulled low to cover his long, frazzled hair, half of which was scraped back into a loose tail. He had dark hair and dark skin and dark eyes that were framed by the deep-set bruises Arthur only ever saw on long-haulers and cattlemen, the marks of too many nights at the wheel or in the saddle, the normal rhythms of life stretched out and pulling at the seams.
The feller was handsome. Arthur noticed that as an afterthought, his breath catching in his chest. Under the bruises and the loose strands of hair, the feller was handsome. His eyes were bright and keen.
“Uh,” said Arthur, caught flat-footed by the unanticipated surge of attraction tightening his belly. “Hi.”
The feller looked Arthur dead in the eye. “I need all of the caramel sauce that you have,” he said.
(or, a coffee shop au. yeah. i know.)
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When Eliza is killed by robbers, Arthur Morgan decides to bring his son, Isaac, back to the gang. The addition of a child causes some adjustments for all gang members, but Arthur is left wondering whether or not he can balance the outlaw life and fatherhood.
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24 May 2022
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wraps them in a gently toasted tortilla to keep them warm
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Nights Like These by ChelseaFrown (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
24 Jun 2021
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“This will be good for you, Thomas.”
“Lady, if you call me Thomas one more time, It’s not going to be good for either of us.”Or: Tommy is 17 when he ends up fostered by Phil, and he really doesn't know what to make of it.
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- Part 1 of Freedom (SBI)
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Tommy was handed a small flyer in printed in black and white, with the words “POETRY NIGHT - OPEN MIC” splayed across the front in bubbled font. He fumbled with his binder as he took it, eyes wide as he said, “are you sure? I mean, I love poetry and all, but I don’t think-I’m not sure—what if I can’t write poetry?”
Mr. Sam’s dark eyes softened, and he reached out to place a hand on Tommy’s shoulder, squeezing it gently. “Everyone has to start somewhere; every poet, from me to Rudy Francisco, started off without knowing a clue about what we were doing. Tommy, it’s not about if you can or cannot write poetry, it’s about if you want to.”
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The performance poetry AU in which Tommy joins a slam team and finds a home in the arts.- Language:
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Bookmarked by SE7VEN
23 Nov 2021
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genuinely one of the best pieces of literature i have ever read in my life and it’s Minecraft Fanfiction .
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Please, Prime, he needed to move. He had to move!
“What’re you doing out?”
Too late.
“Run.” A voice, silken as shadows, whispered in his ear, as she so often did when an opening came. He had ignored her beckoning so many times, fearful of the punishment he’d receive should he fail, but punishment would be coming if he didn’t move his damned legs. So for once, Ranboo obeyed her call, and he ran.
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(Alternatively: Ranboo has been locked away for all of his life, a body with nothing to say. Now, given the chance of freedom he decides to break away from the faceless life he was damned to. However, freedom isn’t all he bargained for as he’s thrown into a game of kings he never asked to be a part of.)
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Pspspsp we now have a discord < 3
https://discord.gg/XZUBchbwcH