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Actor: felix from skz + song: coffee (GO LISTEN TO IT ITS SO GOOD 😍😍)

you’re starring in a movie with the last person saved in your camera roll and the last song you listened to is the title…who/what is it?

thank you so much for the tag @starry-eyed-wild-child @vi0l3tluvsu @strawb3rrystar love y’all !!

no pressure tags: @lisboncy @chaimilkshake @loveofcherry @lostreverb @taintandviolent @gingerteafairy @ticifics @merrydoe @r0rysreid + anyone who wants to join !!

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starting a tag game cause, why not? 🤍

how does pinterest sees you?

flower, pantone, actor, singer and couple!

🏷 @rambosgirl , @elflutter , @pinkbowslutt , @darryiciouscious , @lastchr1stmas , @gingersforeverbox , @h-harleybaby .

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My take 🙉 this was lowk fun 😻

mutual tagged me in this little game, you just search up each word on pinterest and it’s how pinterest sees you !!

here’s mine :

tagged by : @roryheartz

tagging : @whoislynnie @sweetestfaiszts @faiztheap and whoever else is up for doing it!!

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Gave kyle some advice on his writing bc he lowk illiterate 🙏 dw he cooking up another fanfic (i better see some progress 👽)

“ⁱ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ’ʳᵉ ˢʰⁱᵗᵗʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ’ʳᵉ ᵇᵃᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ, ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ’ᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ‘ᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ” ⁻ ⁱᶠ ᵘ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ⁱ’ᵐ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ, ᵃʳᵗᵉᵐᵃˢ

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dallas wintston x drug dealer! m!reader

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dally is aged up in this to about 20 or so. idfk if there are drug dealers back in the 60s. nothing has happened in this, yet. i’ll play around with the idea of it. there’s not much since i planned it to be just like stupid strangers(acquaintances??) to lovers w some fluff at the end. that’s it. but, sit back and enjoy.

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TW:drugs mentioned but not taken, swearing, alcohol mentioned/used, slightly suggestive, cigarette use

word count: 1,042

og req / @let-down-and-hanging-ar0und <3

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“Same thing, huh?”

“Man, c’mon? Hey, d’you get new paper? Almost burnt my damn hand off trying to smoke one.”

“Yeah, I got something new come in, stupid. Should be better. It’ll cost you less this time, sorry.” You didn’t really mean it. 

Exchanges of goods and cash. It’s the same conversation you have with him every deal. You never caught his name - his real name - but he told you to call him Winston. You were his dealer since about a few months ago. Things were casual, give the merchandise and get the money. Good flow of funds. In terms of personal life, the two of you never talked that much. No need to. I mean, you two smoked a cancer stick together once or twice, bantering and making small talk, like coworkers did. You remembered every time he looked at you. Meet ups got closer and closer together. Usually, it was every week or so. Not weird, maybe he’s got buddies that burn through it lightning speed. That or he’s just a druggie. Either way, you try not to get close to him. You try not to get close to anyone at all. You try not to get attached to him. It’s easier that way. Right. It’s what you’ve convinced yourself. You’ve lived by that. So, why the fuck are you here cradling your regular?

Late night, back of a DQ, cold draft on skin, flickering lights that only come from the burning end of a cigarette. Your cigarette. They last longer when you’re alone. The minutes ticked by painfully slow. He’s not here. He’s never late, even if he is annoying when he shows up. Which you remember is all the time.

“Where the hell is he?” You kick a piece of trash to the side, pushing your fists deep into the pockets of your leather jacket. The clatter is the only sound that echoes. You got here, busted ass trying to, for him to be a no-show. Why the hell are you even mad? It’s not like you’re missing out your meals for the week. You’re missing a talk, but nothing actually important. A heavy sigh lets out, and you flick your weed to the sidewalk. You need something to step on. It crunches under your boot. And, for a fleeting moment, you feel guilty, or maybe dumb was it. It was worth more than being stepped on. You need a drive to clear your head. You walk yourself back to the car that’s parked a few blocks away, for, y’know, safety measures. Yeah, like the cops are actively out for your arrest.

Driving around the empty streets of east side Tulsa is a good way to clear your head, hoods passing by, a rumble every so now and then, the fuzz on every corner. That’s cause it’s the same, isn’t it? It isn’t clarity, rather familiarity. You drive around absentmindedly before slowing down once you reach the quieter part, a neighborhood, all cookie cutter houses. Nothing’s special about this place. 

“Dally, what the hell?” Someone calls out, peeking out the front door of one of the houses. He looks vaguely familiar. Maybe you’ve seen him roof houses. Or maybe he’s the stripper you saw at the club. You can’t tell. 

“C’mon, Darry, I’m just…” he starts, rubbing his forehead lazily. Oh, so there’s your regular, and he’s clearly hungover. Your foot slams on the brake, hurls the car forward. It barely deters you, and you throw yourself out.

He’s jerked back when you grab him by the collar. “Hey. The fuck were you? Never mind, you were getting your ass boozed up. Yeah, real tuff, Winston.”

“And who are you?” Darry gives you a look that makes you clench your teeth. “Better yet, what are you to him that you can manhandle him? You’re probably some hook up of his.”

Dally rolls his eyes, prying your hand off his shirt. “Relax, man, you too Darry. He’s not a hook up, unless you wanna change that,” he grins and glances at you from the corner of his eye. Even with that expression, you know there’s something worn down about him. “He’s a friend, met him at a party.” 

“Alright, fine. I believe you, Dally. Need a place to crash? Pony and Soda are asleep, so just… be quiet.”

“You know it. Blew some alcohol at Buck’s place, blacked out, and my head’s pounding like a bitch right now.” 

“You can stay here. I mean, at my place. It’s not far,” you suddenly cut in. Yeah, real smooth, jackass. Why the FUCK did you say that? You could’ve left this bum here, not your place. Sure, it’s run down, it’s beat up, it’s perfect, but where you live is a house, not a home. You feel guilty, or just bad. Dallas’s is probably a disaster hungover, and you don’t want these this guy to have to deal with that. It’s not sympathy. It’s desire more like. 

“Well, aren’t you feeling generous tonight?”

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Before you fucking know it, the two of you are laying together in bed, taking turns hitting a cigarette. In the corner is your leather jacket sitting with his, mixed in with your shirts. The smell of nicotine in the air is what you try to focus on. 

“Your head still hurts?” You don’t turn to your side, like he does, but your eyes meet his calmly. “I don’t drink. I wouldn’t know what a hangover feels like.” 

Dally takes a deep drag from the cig, opening his mouth slowly for the smoke to do the same. “Not as much. I didn’t think it would turn out like this.” Neither did you. Nobody did, huh? But, it’s what a sensation in one’s chest, eating them out and erratic, would want. A gentle sigh pushed from your nose.

“Sleep then.”

Your arm slides over the sheets to wrap around his neck, the warmth seeping in. As you do, you take the stick from his lips. You pull it to your own. The movement draws the two of you closer. Right. No need to talk. He closes his eyes, and you know he’s not falling asleep. You do the same when you bury your free forearm there. Is it casual now? 

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should i make a part 2?? idfk yet, but i tried something new with my writing. im kinda rusty cause of writers block. anyway, dm me or drop it in my ask box if you wanna request

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORKS. I PUT GENUINE TIME AND EFFORT INTO THEM. IF YOU DO, I WILL THROW AN AIR PURIFIER AT YOU ON THE STREETS.

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STOOOOOPPP OMFG IM NOT GAY IT WAS A JOKE ISTG I MEANT TO USE MY ALT ACC 🥀🥀💔💔💔💔

how much aura did i lose gng 😞😞😞

So like ur lowk my type and i wanna ask if u single or not baba boy i live in dubai and i could spoil i w my riches and camels UwU 🫦😍😍😍

WHAT. the exit is on your left 💔💔💔💔

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e - ETA 🎀 New Jeans

m - Magnetic 🎀 Illit

i - I Like It 🎀 Stray Kids

MOOT / TAG GAME !

mission— spell your real name / name you use on tumblr with songs you like >< ready, set, go !

m — my love, mine all mine (mitski)

i — i love you, i’m sorry (gracie abrams)

c — coraline (lyn lapid)

k — killshot (magdalena bay)

i — i know you (faye webster)

e — either way (ive)

tagging— @puma-riki @flwrstqr @liwinly @woniefication @lilificationn @stvrriki @okwonyo + anyone else who wants to join !

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Nah fr like u tryna talk to college students and get diddled while im going through an extensional life crisis 😭😭🤨

hey… i want to ask you this anonymous but is it me??? like i saw u and ur friends posts and stuff did i do something wrong?? im being fr, or is it just for kicks? i just want a reason

Yo wtf?? 💀💀💀 hol up let me get kyle in here @dressed-to-the-rk900s tell me this is NOT who i think this is...better not be CIA

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Nah frrr mf if u wanna talk then text me to sum shii or u too scared of confrontation??? Hoe lets run it tf up

hey… i want to ask you this anonymous but is it me??? like i saw u and ur friends posts and stuff did i do something wrong?? im being fr, or is it just for kicks? i just want a reason

Yo wtf?? 💀💀💀 hol up let me get kyle in here @dressed-to-the-rk900s tell me this is NOT who i think this is...better not be CIA

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hey… i want to ask you this anonymous but is it me??? like i saw u and ur friends posts and stuff did i do something wrong?? im being fr, or is it just for kicks? i just want a reason

Yo wtf?? 💀💀💀 hol up let me get kyle in here @dressed-to-the-rk900s tell me this is NOT who i think this is...better not be CIA

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Pov: me and twins aesthetics to the max except he dresses in all black and emo as f @dressed-to-the-rk900s nah cuz tell me why when i first met him he looked so intimidating but now i jst know he a D1 gay freakzoid 🤨 mf is fr harmless 💀 all he does is look at edits of karate kid and twirl his hair through his fingers while giggling and tossing his feet through the air or sum 😭😭

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Me and whooooooo??? @dressed-to-the-rk900s

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Waaiittt....are we talking abt the SAME person???

I fucking DESPISE, with all the animosity a human being can muster in their body, a motherfucker that PMO. Pissing me off is an understatement. If I could, I would project  all the carnal hatred in my soul physically against this person. They’re so dry that they suck up everything around them for a speck of attention on their puny life. I’m really a god to you, huh? That you have to copy your entire personality based on me? So, thank me. Thank me because I’m giving you the attention you don’t even fucking deserve. You’re so self absorbed you couldn’t even commit to any relationships. If I wanted an on and off switch, I would’ve gotten one from Amazon and their shipping would still be faster than your replies. All I ever hear from you is whining, whining, whining, and yet you never do anything about it. You probably enjoy it, don’t you? Because at least someone is paying attention to you. Not to mention, you talk like a discord moderator, real life and online. I want you to file a restraining order against yourself so you stay away from preying on others because you’ve conformed yourself into what you are. You were a shitty friend to one of my others. And if it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t know what I was getting into. I’m glad we aren’t friends anymore. Fate was on my side when I was able to figure out you were scum instinctively. Continuing our relationship would’ve been torture. Everything, you think it really revolves around you. You are the true definition of a victim complex, a liability of a person. Honestly, even if it’s a little bit, you’ve made me better as a person. Just a little, I can finally confront people. I’m not going to thank you. I won’t waste more energy on you. So beg. Get on your knees and fucking thank me. You’ll enjoy it too, won’t you?  anywayyyyyyyy live with peace guys!!! don’t be a hater!!! ilyyy<<<333 live with love

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omfg i absolutely HATE HATE HATE W ALL THE PASSION IN MY HEART mfs w CRINGEY STINKY AURA that try to act like they be the ones done wrong in a argument/situation. Like OH MY DAYS why is ur victim complex so strong yet your grades so weak and ur face card is declining hella 🥀🥀. Maybe instead of venting to me and kyle and WHINING 24/7 go pick up a fucking book and fix ur own goddamn problems 😁. Its soooo fucking funny bc anytime i tell u abt my own problems u like SUDDENLY stop responding and go offline for lieeekkkk 1047758 fucking bussiness days ???? If I wanted to wait for a goddamn response i wouldve pigeon mailed that shi to u and wait 4 u to write back. Dawg we have technology for a reason and I would expect u to type back in lightning speed especially bc ur a fucking keyboard warrior w that crusty dusty musty rusty ahh ipad of yours. Speaking of books, im pretty sure u ac illiterate or sum shi bc tf u mean rise w a z??? R u genuinely homeschooled or sum shit bc the fact u cant even spell rise and all u gotta do is sound it out syllable by syllable 😃. Speaking of syllables, i think its absolutely hilarious that i fr be typing FUCKING 5000 WORD ESSAYS WHILE TAALKING TO U AND U RESPOND W A ONE SYLLABLE WORD. Im talking abt MLA format, introduction + body paragraphs + conclusion, Arial size 11, single spaced, and left aligned. Like im not joking i got receipts and the texts to pull up its gen crazy. Also why r u talking to some college guy while not responding to my texts?? Then u interrupt me halfway and then start complaining abt sum shi like “omg he wont respond to me” LIKE OMFG SYBAU AND AC ENGAGE IN OUR CONVO IF U WANTED ME TO SHUT MY PRETTY LITTLE ASS UP U COULDVE JUST SAID SO 🙏🙏🙏

And tf u mean, “yikes…” or “damn” DAWG. like bro is that ur only dialogue u npc?? i mean like i could say yikes to ur fit, to ur face, to ur greasy ahh hair, ur personality, etc. wait, not even YOUR personality bc that shi is borrowed from others tf 🙄? U so dry that u soak up the ppl around u w actual funny personalities but then u jst sound weird when u try to act like them. Like a fucking sponge. Ur acne matches up w the holes in a sponge. You also try to copy me and kyles personality and jokes to jst like jessica. Like omfg u so sensitive and a whiney ass crybaby it makes me want to punt you into the ocean and drown you like instead of complaining go fix ur own fucking problems dumbass hoe before i go fix ur face and stinky ass aura 😚.

Also lets not start about how u use AI to comfort ur friends…(which is a lie bc its crazy to think that u have any REAL friends and how ANYONE puts up w ur shit) u literally showed me a ss of u texting and comforting ur friend w “did i cook?” like girl no u did not cook chatgpt was cooking a whole damn five star meal in the kitchen while u sat ur lazy ass down and bedrotted while cntrl c and cntrl v’ed that shi. Also not only r u diddy irl but u also diddy online…calling me “kitten” LIKE VRO R U A DISCORD MOD??? “grrr…thanks kitten” WHAT IN THE HELLIANTE R U TALKING ABT 😭😞🥀🥀 dawg u make me so uncomfortable its not even a “silly little joke” atp 💔💔 i could go on and on for hours but im tired of thinking abt u bc youre weighing on my mind since ur so big 😁😁

ANYWAYS GUYS SPREAD KINDNESS AND DONT BULLY PPL 😁😚❤☺💞💗💕💖🎀

HAVE AN A-MAZING REST OF UR DAY 🫶🫶💞💕💗☺😋😋

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me crashing out every 143 days to that one person over text @fleeting-infatuation

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Im getting @fleeting-infatuation this for his next bday so he be delulu to dally while listening to his dally playlist

No joke this mf is a D1 freakzoid

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@fleeting-infatuation current obsession: the outsiders (dally)

My current obsession: kpop/stray kids (hyunjin and felix)

Us: 🫱🏽‍🫲🏻😼🙈🙉