#i'll always share some outlaw star

[ihatemyselfbuttheatrekidsloveme]

You Love Who You Love (Clyde Barrow x fem!OC) 18+

Summary - (the timeline for this is 1930) Clara Odell met Clyde Barrow when he came running into the diner where she works, he begged her to hide him while the cops were after him. She helps him and they get to know each other. (yes i did take some of the storyline from the musical, it's hard to think of anything else)

Warnings - eventual romance, eventual smut, swearing, nicknames.

word count - 928

pt.1

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Clara Odell was a regular girl from West Dallas. She had a good education, well, as good as you could get in West Dallas in 1926. She followed rules and obeyed the laws, she even worked in a quaint, little diner.

She had dreams, as most people do, to be a star, to be the 'it girl' like Clara Bow, with whom she shared her name.

It was an ordinary day, she served coffee and pie to her regulars, the cops on their breaks, and the new customers. Then in walked the boy she had known from school, Ted Hinton. He'd had a crush on her since they were children, Clara never reciprocated his feelings, but she did like his company.

"'Morning Ted, the usual?" Clara gave a friendly smile as he sat down and nodded. She poured him some coffee and gave him the slice of apple pie he always ordered, with cream and extra sugar.

"You're too good to me, Clara." Ted smiled and put his hand on top of hers awkwardly, she moved her hand uncomfortably.

"How's work been?" She asked.

"Same old, same old." He said as he sipped his coffee and started eating his pie.

Clara smiled and went to tend to another customer. Ted finished his pie and coffee and walked to the counter. "Thank you Clara, I better get going."

"See you later Ted." Clara said and picked up the $1 bill Ted left there.

"Say, Clara, are you busy on saturday?"

"I don't think so, why do you ask?"

"Well, you know Tom, from school?"

"Yeah, I think so."

He cleared his throat and continued to speak. "He's, um, having a little get together, with some people from school and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?"

"I'll see if I'm free Ted, thanks for offering." She smiled, slightly awkwardly. She'd rather not go to a 'get together' with people from school, and especially not Ted.

Ted left and she cleared his table. The diner was pretty much empty, aside from Clara. She walked over to the beloved jukebox and hit number 27, 'Am I Blue?'. She hummed along and swayed slightly as she cleaned and then the door opened.

The bell rang, and she stood up straight, seeing a man crouched underneath a table, looking around like a scared puppy.

"Everyth-," She went to speak but the man silenced her as the sirens of the police whirred past. The man let out a deep breath and got out from underneath the table.

He stood up straight, brushing dust off of his knees and looking at Clara. "Sorry 'bout that, didn't mean to scare ya." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's okay, why are you hiding from the cops?"

"Robbery, auto theft, a few things, I like to keep busy." He laughed with a sheepish grin.

"It sounds it." She laughed. "I'm Clara, as in Bow." She introduced herself.

"I'm Clyde, as in Barrow." He joked.

Clara laughed and smiled. "So, Clyde Barrow, I'm guessing you escaped jail, and that's why you're hiding?"

"Well, Clara.." He said, trying to get her last name.

"Odell." She smiled.

"Thank you," He smiled at her before continuing. "Well, Clara Odell, as a matter o' fact I did escape, my brother an' I busted out."

"Sounds risky."

"It was, but I like livin' like that."

"Like what?"

"Like an outlaw, like Billy The Kid or Jesse James." He said. "They're my heroes, oh and Al Capone, I'm 'one be just like 'em."

"A criminal?"

"Yeah, but I'm gonna be the guy kids look up to."

"Well at least you've got dreams."

"Ev'rybody's got dreams, I've got plans, I just needa get outta West Dallas."

"I've never met anyone who wants to leave West Dallas." She commented and walked behind the counter.

"You have now." He said and sat down at the counter. "You gotta beautiful smile, I bet ya hear that all the time."

"As a matter of fact I do." She smiled.

"Me too." He said and she laughed. "Can I smoke in here?"

"Does it matter what I say?"

"Not really." He smirked and lit his cigarette, taking a drag and offering it to Clara, she took it between her fingers and took a long drag. "You ever think o' leavin'?"

"Yeah, well I mean, who doesn't think of leaving?"

"Where d'ya think o' goin'?"

"New York, or Hollywood..." She said and thought, daydreaming with a soft smile.

"Yeah I can see you in Hollywood, you got that 'it girl' look, I can see you in Manhattan in fancy clothes, signin' autographs, bein' in the pictures."

"You really think so?" She beamed and handed him back the cigarette.

"Yeah, I do. I can see you bein' driven around in a fancy car with a glass o' champagne and your fur coat with cameras flashin' and crowds cheerin' for ya... when you get famous make sure you remember the name, Clyde Barrow."

"Oh I won't forget." Clara smiled.

"Say, could you gimme a lift into West Dallas, I wanna see my folks before I leave."

"They live in The Devil's Back Porch?" She asked and Clyde nodded. "So, where are you gonna go?"

"Anywhere I want." He said before taking a drag from his cigarette and crushing it under his heel.

"I can give you a lift." She said. "My car's outside, it's the old rust bucket at the side." She laughed and took off her apron before walking to her car and Clyde followed behind her.

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[rphunter]

Fandomless & Fandom Shenanigans

a little about me:

21

Lit, semi lit. I'm very versatile when it comes to reply lenght, from throwing out bibles to quicker and shorter replies, as long as we agree on something, i'm okay with it.

A variety of ideas. I have tons of ideas for plots and stuff must of them are not all fleshed out but it's something... Right?...

Pretty active, I try to always reply at least once a day, I might have some stutters since I study but if I haven't replied to our rp in a while i'll make it my priority to reply to you

Comunicative, I would like to know if my partner is having problems or if they don't understand something, if you share your ideas without fear no matter how dumb they might sound is even better! And like most people, I value honesty and if you don't wanna keep up with the rp just say so

Willing to double up

What i'm looking for:

18+

Someone creative

At least one reply a day

And now some plots and the fandoms I want to do:

Fandomless

Set in a dark fantasy world, a veteran mercenary is paid to hunt down a very powerful corrupted wizard who is on a journey to destroy the world, they start out as enemies but with each fight they come to understand eachother a little better. One day the mercenary had chased the wizard to the edge of a cliff, with Nowhere else to escape it seemed like this would be the end of their rivalry when the ground beneath the wizard suddenly gives away and falls, the mercenary acts without thinking and jumps in to save the wizard only for both to fall into the river, after getting out of the river they realize they maybe are more than just deadly rivals, and their battles have actually brought them closer...

Set in a futuristic bohemian city a famous singers that secretly has a relationship with her bodyguard suddenly is dragged into a world of violence and crime after some past mistakes of the bodyguard come back to haunt him, worried his actions might affection the woman he loves, he steps back into his old ways to finally right his wrong or die trying to protect the singer.

in a future where the humans have expanded way beyond the stars strict rules are put on place for every civilization and planet, those not willing to follow the rules take the sea of stars in their own hands and live outside society on their own these "outlaws" are hunted down and killed for they are of no use for humanity. A young outlaw wandered space aimlessly, looking for what he called "true freedom" for years he wandered until one day he found a tiny icy moon, he landed his ship thinking it was safe to make some repairs but he ends up finding a woman en closed in a crystal, he frees her from her cold Cage and takes her into his ship where after she wakes up, he finds out she has had her memories wiped, with no clue to where to go they set out to find out who the woman really is.

Fandoms and ships:

Hazbin/Helluva: would really love to do Striker x Stella, also would like Adam x Lute, zestial x Carmilla

Adventure time: looking for someone to play Fionna for a Fiolee rp or against Hunter

Wakfu: I'm really okay with playing any characters or any ships (tho, i've only watched the first three seasons right now)

Bee & puppycat: would really like to do Bee x Deckard, Cass x Toast

That's all for now, thanks for reading! If you are interested like this post and i'll reach out to you!

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[rp-partnerfinder]

Fandomless & Fandom Shenanigans

a little about me:

21

Lit/semi lit. I'm very versatile when it comes to reply lenght, from throwing out bibles to quicker and shorter replies, as long as we agree on something, i'm okay with it.

A variety of ideas. I have tons of ideas for plots and stuff must of them are not all fleshed out but it's something... Right?...

Pretty active, I try to always reply at least once a day, I might have some stutters since I study but if I haven't replied to our rp in a while i'll make it my priority to reply to you

Comunicative, I would like to know if my partner is having problems or if they don't understand something, if you share your ideas without fear no matter how dumb they might sound is even better! And like most people, I value honesty and if you don't wanna keep up with the rp just say so

Willing to double up

What i'm looking for:

18+

Someone creative

At least one reply a day

And now some plots and the fandoms I want to do:

Fandomless:

Set in a dark fantasy world, a veteran mercenary is paid to hunt down a very powerful corrupted wizard who is on a journey to destroy the world, they start out as enemies but with each fight they come to understand eachother a little better. One day the mercenary had chased the wizard to the edge of a cliff, with Nowhere else to escape it seemed like this would be the end of their rivalry when the ground beneath the wizard suddenly gives away and falls, the mercenary acts without thinking and jumps in to save the wizard only for both to fall into the river, after getting out of the river they realize they maybe are more than just deadly rivals, and their battles have actually brought them closer...

After a long and cruel war, the Holy Kingdom of Montclaire is utterly defeated and almost destroyed by the opossing Kingdom of Midland, with their King dead and fully ocupated by their enemies, the surviving Prince of Montclaire has no other choise but surrender if he wants his people to survive. After some years of reconstruction, the Prince, now the King of Montclaire, accepts to marry one of the daughters of the King of Midland to show his loyalty to the King (and also as a way for the King of Midland to keep an eye on the King of Montclaire), at first they had some hard days getting used to eachother but ended up falling in love with eachother even if by all means they should be enemies, now after years of peace the Kingdom of Midland sparks a war with the Kirk Empire and plans to send the soldiers of Montclaire and it's King to spear-head his war, unable to do anything against the orders of his father, the queen would have to watch how her husband is sent to a war that it's not his and get twisted by the cruelty of battle

in a future where the humans have expanded way beyond the stars strict rules are put on place for every civilization and planet, those not willing to follow the rules take the sea of stars in their own hands and live outside society on their own these "outlaws" are hunted down and killed for they are of no use for humanity. A young outlaw wandered space aimlessly, looking for what he called "true freedom" for years he wandered until one day he found a tiny icy moon, he landed his ship thinking it was safe to make some repairs but he ends up finding a woman en closed in a crystal, he frees her from her cold Cage and takes her into his ship where after she wakes up, he finds out she has had her memories wiped, with no clue to where to go they set out to find out who the woman really is.

Fandoms and ships:

Hazbin/Helluva: would really love to do Striker x Stella, also would like Adam x Lute, zestial x Carmilla

Adventure time: looking for someone to play Fionna for a Fiolee rp or against Hunter

Wakfu: I'm really okay with playing any characters or any ships (tho, i've only watched the first three seasons right now)

Bee & puppycat: would really like to do Bee x Deckard, Cass x Toast

That's all for now, thanks for reading! If you are interested like this post and i'll reach out to you.

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[hotwaterandmilk]

Series: Outlaw Star Artist: Shigeta Satoshi Publication: B-CLUB Magazine (09/1997) Source: Scanned from personal collection

[reyofluke-ocs]

Hello 👋 I hope you’re having a good day

I was sent by the oc creator bingo

Who would you say are your top five (or any number you want) OCs and what’s one cool or fun fact about them?

Hello! My day hasn't been too bad; I hope yours was decent also! Or that today is; I know some timezones are already a day head of me.

Hmm, top 5... I could do so many different top 5's, haha. Top 5 personal favorites, top 5 most popular/engaged with, top 5 OCs I feel are underrated... I think I'll share a fact about five OCs I find underrated! I'll gladly share the top 5 others if you'd prefer though, or are simply curious!

TOP 5 (TO ME) UNDERRATED OCS:

- Franny Mills: One of her two cats is actually originally a kitten that wondered it's way onto the Walker ranch. Since Abeline and Boham already had a barn cat, they were going to give it to a rescue to find a good home, when Franny offered to take it.

- Kevin McNair: Before he worked for LIFE Foundation, he had worked for Oscorp, and happened to be offered a job at LIFE Foundation when he was contemplating if he wanted a change in his life. Having always admired the Foundation, he eagerly accepted... not realizing until much later that Carlton Drake isn't exactly an ideal role model (but it did lead him to Eddie, Venom, and Jamie so he still considers it one of the best decisions he ever made).

- Beatrice Morgan: While Arthur would rather her have nothing to do with the outlaw life, she can shoot a gun and use a knife. She may be young and Arthur may want to protect her as much as possible, but in reality he knows that knowing how to protect herself would be most beneficial to Beatrice in the long run - especially because he doesn't trust any outlaws outside of the Van der Linde gang.

- Anya Safin: She ended up being paired with Zoya during Grisha practice because there WAS a part of the Darkling that felt bad for letting the king take such advantage of Genya, and since all the Tailor had really asked was to keep Anya away from the king and court life, he decided who better than the star pupil in the Little Palace to go over practicing Grisha with Anya? In hindsight this backfired immensely on him, because Zoya reluctantly developed kind of a soft spot for Anya, and because they trained together, when the two leave the Darkling, they end up being rather formidable - even if Anya isn't as powerful, she can use her Earth Etheralki to aid Zoya in a fight.

- Christi | WR400: Fred, Markus, and later Connor and Hank are the only males that she feels comfortable around because of her past at EDEN Club. And that is largely because of Kaitlyn and Lily - even if sometimes Lily's passion and general personality can be a bit much for Christi.

[cats-art-and-dinosaurs]

Hello @annwritesallday I was your secret cupid for @rdr-secret-cupid :)

I apologise for the delay, my health kinda let me down and thus, I lost a lot of time.

I'm also more used to drawing, but your requests leaned more towards writing soooo... a chance to try something new, I guess? :)

English also isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there are mistakes!

Characters: Charles Smith, Arthur Morgan

Themes: Friendship, Emotional Comfort I guess?

Warnings: Hints at animal cruelty, emotional abuse and not so healthy drinking behavior

Summary: Arthur drinks a bit too much and tells Charles about his feelings (friendship)

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The sun had set hours ago at Clemens Point and by now, the lake was full of stars. It was a warm night, and in Charles opinion much more pleasent than the suffocating humid heat that lay over them during the days in this area.

He let out a sigh of relief as he sat down near the shore of the lake at the edge of camp. Drunken laughter and cheerful voices swept over to him, but they were dulled by the calm water in front of him.

Hosea had pulled of some kind of small scam today and had returned to camp with a crate of beer and a big smile on his face. One thing led to another and soon the overall interest in work and chores around camp had significantly lessened and rather turned towards storytelling, joking and singing.

And so, not much work got done that day, and though Charles did take over some of the other's chores, there was still plenty to do. But that had to wait until tomorrow. It had been a long day and he was glad to finally have a quiet moment for himself.

He had considered joining Kieran at the scout fire, but the latter had also been doing more work around camp today than usual and not being the most outgoing person, he was probably grateful to have some time alone.

And so Charles had found himself this little spot at the shore, but after a few minutes, he heard footsteps approaching him.

The person stumbled a few times, clearly having had a bit too much whiskey, but Charles still recognized the man without having to turn around.

"Arthur."

"Hello Charles", Arthur greeted him and giggled as he struggled to keep his balance while trying to sit down next to him.

Arthur hadn't been around camp for the past few days and had just come back this afternoon, a frown on his face and a distant look in his eyes. Something had definetly been on his mind and Charles wondered if Arthur had tried to wash it away with the alcohol. He hoped he was wrong.

His thoughts were interupted by Arthur's slighty slurred voice.

"Really nice. The lake, it's... is really nice. It's... so much calm water. I like it. I feel..."

There was a shift in his voice and he paused.

Charles turned his head to look at Arthur, trying to figure out what was bothering him. But Arthur didn't even seem to know himself as he gestured with his hands, triyng to find the right words, which appearently was made more difficult by the alcohol in his veins.

"I... I just... feel awful."

It was a miserabel sight, really. Usually Arthur was well aware of the intimidating effect his size and appearance could have on others. He didn't even have to do much, just stand tall, maybe cross his arms and put on a mean face.

But the man who now sat next to Charles on the dirty ground was nothing like that. He was slumped over, suddenly appearing much smaller than he actually was, not even trying to hide the emotions displayed on his face.

"Why? Arthur, did something happen?"

"Well, yeah... I think, I... There was this man and his - his horse... he said it died and he asked me to give him a ride."

Arthur paused for a moment, letting out a defeated sigh, "I wanted to help him but it was a stupid... stupid trap an' he'd killed the horse himself to make it look real and... and I jus' wanted to help."

He stopped once again, but this time, a small sob escaped Arthur. And Charles was glad the other man had to pause, as he himself also needed a moment to let it sink in.

It seemed so small and insignificant compared to other acts of violence he had witnessed over the years, and maybe that was why it wasn't easy to understand. Killing a horse so you had the element of surprise while attempting to rob someone, not even knowing if they had any money at all? It didn't make sense.

Next to him, Arthur was failing to keep his tears in check, so Charles carefully put his hand on his shoulder.

Arthur's body tensed up for a moment and Charles felt a wave of disappointment rush through him, afraid that now Arthur would turn away and never open up to him ever again.

But after a few seconds, Arthur relaxed and continued to talk, "I thought I knew what I was doing. Jus' wanted to do something right, as in... do the right thing. And I don't know why it's so... so hard for me."

No matter how tough and dense Arthur sometimes acted, Charles knew there was more to him. He wasn't quite sure yet what exactly, but people were complicated after all. However, some seemed to be more complicated than others. And seeing Arthur so hurt and confused? Somehow, it confused Charles too.

Arthur sniffed and finally turned his gaze to the younger outlaw, "It's so easy for you and I just... don't even understand what's right and what's wrong. Always have to think about it. I think I'm jealous... because you just... you just do what's right without wondering what the right thing is. And I don't even know what's right. I don't even know why I don't know. No idea what I'm doing. I just - "

"Arthur, stop that."

"What?"

"Talking like that. It's nonsense."

While Arthur had been rambling on, Charles had recognized one of the emotions that was growing stronger within him right now. With every single word Arthur got out with shaky breaths, his anger grew. It wasn't directed at Arthur, but rather at the situation. And he had to do something about it.

Arthur didn't try to back away, his eyes were fixed on his face, probably stunned by his sudden change of tone.

With his hand still firmly on Arthur's shoulder, Charles continued, "I don't know where you're getting these ideas from, but it's not true."

"I..."

"Arthur, I know you've probably had one or two beer too many. But don't think I didn't notice that you're always putting yourself down, wether you're sober or not."

Arthur blinked a few times, looking almost offended, "I'm not drunk, just..."

"Just a little bit drunk, I know", a small smile escaped him at Arthur's blatant lie and his tone softened, "Can you just... listen to me for a moment?"

Arthur still looked somewhat unsure, but still gave him an hesitant nod.

"I don't always know what's right. And if there's someone who claims they always do, they're lying. And whoever put those ideas in your head is also a liar."

There was a flash of realization in the teary eyes of the older outlaw and he slowly turned his head away. Someone had obviously come to Arthur's mind.

Charles had a feeling who it was and maybe Arthur was even thinking of more than one person.

But whatever the case was, given Arthur's reaction, Charles had definetly hit a nerve.

Now that he had, Charles almost felt a bit guilty. Almost.

He pushed those feelings away and instead focused on Arthur again, gesturing towards the camp behind them with his free hand, "Look, all those people... The girls all had their share of... bad experiences, and they trust you. They're not naïve."

"I would never-"

"No, of course not, because you know it's wrong and given your reaction, you never even thought of it in the first place."

Arthur shook his head, a grossed out expression all over his face.

"I've seen the way you laugh together. They care about you", Charles paused at the disbelieving look Arthur gave him and rolled his eyes in response, "Don't look at me like that, they DO. You're like... this grumpy, big brother. If you don't belive me, I'll go and get them to come over so they can tell you yourself. You want me to do that?"

It was an attempt at humor, but it completly went over Arthur's head, "No, I don't want them to see me like... well..."

He tried to wipe the tears from his face, but his red eyes and nose were not easy to miss, even though the only source of light were the fires and lanterns from the nearby camp and the moon in the night sky above them.

Charles moved his hand from Arthur's shoulder to his back, carefully patting him as the other man continued to rub at his face, "It's okay Arthur. It's alright. Nothing wrong with having emotions."

He could have sworn to have heard a soft laugh from Arthur at that, and as he looked a bit closer, there actually seemed to be a genuine smile on his face.

"I mean it. There are people who go through life and don't seem to think about how what they're doing affects others at all. Like that guy who killed his horse. And even if they do, I doubt they care to much. But you obviously do care. That's a good thing."

"But?"

"But please... stop comparing yourself to me as if I'd know everything and never make mistakes. You have to think and decide for yourself."

"Hosea told me the same", there was a smile in Arthu's voice now and this time, it was mirrored by his face. Charles returned the smile, but raised his eyebrows in a manner of faked disbelief.

Arthur laughed at that and raised his finger in a scolding gesture, "Oh don't you look at me that. I'm afraid I'm not drunk enough to forget about this conversation once I'm sober again... I'm sorry, I... I guess the drink loosened the tongue... damn..."

"Well, I sure am glad it did. Someone had to... well, at least try to talk some sense into you."

But Arthur didn't respond to the teasing this time, and instead seemed to struggle to find the right words once again.

"I'm...", Arthur paused, then laid his hand on Charle's shoulder the same way the younger outlaw had done before, "Thank you. For... this, for beeing honest and... listening and... For beeing my friend."

Charles nodded, glad that he appearently had gotten through some of the self-doubt that occupied Arthur's mind.

"Charles, if... if there's ever something you'd like to talk about... I care about you, too. And if you need to talk, I'll be there too, okay?"

"I know."

[cowboahhoe]

The Viper - Arthur Morgan x Reader

A quick imagine, could do more parts if you want?

Warnings: mention of abuse

Summary: upon fleeing an abusive relationship, the reader finds themselves being chased by lawmen, bounty hunters and a few members of the Van Der Linde Gang after a night in Valentine.

(gif credits to whoever owns it)

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The last few months had been far less than ideal for you. You were on the run from the law, just you and your horse Nellie. You hadn't ever foreseen your life going this way - you had always been for all intents and purposes a good girl. That was until you had met your first husband, Blake. Your birth father had decided that money meant a lot more to him than his only daughters life, so he had sold you to the highest bidder which seemed like an outdated and abusive practice; even in 1899. Blake had money in oil, and used you as arm candy but had no real love or respect for you. You were nothing more than a maid, house wife, punching bag and toy for his sexual pleasures for far too long. One fateful night your fuse had been lit, and you fought back. A shroud of red flooded your body as you pointed his own pistol between his eyes - finally feeling power against the vile man who had held you captive for a year, and you felt no remorse in applying pressure to the trigger.

The next few moments went by in a blur, you had packed a bag with all the money yourself and Blake had around - alongside necessities such as food, and weapons. After packing your loyal horse, you had faded into the night. Leaving Saint Denis, heading west. You knew there would be repercussions for your actions but there was no way to tell just how intense the manhunt would be for you, nor how large the price on your head would be for one small murder. $500 for your return to Saint Denis alive meant that you'd come across your fair share of bounty hunters in your time living off the land; you quickly realised you could only trust yourself, and your horse. This brings us to your lonely (but free) present day.

You sit in the saloon in Valentine nursing a whisky, your third of the evening. You'd been in an around the Valentine area for a few days and knew it was only a matter of time before you had to move along and set up somewhere else. Perhaps Rhodes? Although you quickly shake the thought from your mind - that may just be too close to the scene of the crime. Just as you suckle the final dregs from your glass, you spot a curious group of men walking into the saloon. You daren't take your eyes off of them, memorising every feature behind every person in the group, you want to be able to recall their identities should you need to 'silence' them. One man wore a black hat, black hair slicked with pomade and nearly down to his shoulders. He wore a black coat, and a black vest with a red breast pocket. This man seemed to have an unmatched charisma; this much you could tell simply from the way he stood. This wasn't an innocent man. Then again, who is? Next to him, a slightly smaller, scrawnier gent. With grey hair, and wearing a blue vest this man seemed to have kinder eyes, which may just be part of his play. Finally, a rugged man wearing a black hat, detailed with brown rope - you noted the bullet hole in the rim of the hat. He wore a tattered, dirty blue working shirt, and wore worn black trousers with cotton suspenders tying it all together. Although, with this man you struggle to focus so much on the clothes that cover his broad frame and pay particular attention to his features. Sandy brown hair, a messy - somewhat scratchy looking beard. The beard had a few holes in, which seemed to be due to the placement of some scars; the most prominent of which was on his chin. Then there came those eyes. Even from across the saloon you could tell they were bright blue with a twinge of green. The handsome man simply dipped on his beard whilst the other two men spoke quietly to the group, he didn't seem like the leader of the trio by any means, but it didn't seem that was important.

Just then, blue eyes looks at you and makes eye contact while taking another swig from his beer. For a moment, you're worried he may have recognised you but that fear quickly diminishes when he simply nods his head your way and turns his attention back to his friends. With new found courage, you move toward the bar. Intent on ordering a new beverage when you hear the black haired man pull something from his satchel, and start speaking to the man with grey hair in a hushed tone.

"Hosea, I told you. She's the viper, the one they want in Saint Denis... our boy John was right. We hand her in, it's a good honest days work" the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end, as you realise your time in Valentine is over - that and you need to play the next few minutes very wisely.

"I don't know Dutch, doesn't it seem unfair we're using a woman's bounty to help us flee our own misfortunes with the law?" Scrawny replies, suddenly he has become your favourite of the bunch. Blue eyes doesn't chime in at all, but you can feel his eyes on you as you stand at the bar, awaiting a cue to either whip out your pistol or flee the scene.

Adrenaline pumping through your veins, you decide the best solution is to try and slip away whilst the group argue about your fate. You know that they're outlaws, and if there are three outlaws coming after you... then you probably don't stand much of a chance. You make a beeline for the entrance, and whistle for your horse as soon as you reach the open air feeling the eyes of Dutch, Hosea and blue eyes on you as you make your exit. The unmistakable shuffle of boots accompany your exit, and you know that the men are right on your tail - the discussion of your fate seemed to be silence by your exit and only one objective remained. Get her.

You hop on the back of your horse, Nellie. She's an Arabian White and so you prayed that whatever horses this band of thieves had were slower than your girl. In seconds, you were off. You had made a instant decision to head in the direction of Emerald Ranch, hoping to lose them on the way then loop back round and head west toward Strawberry - although admittedly tactic wasn't at the forefront of your mind. Fight or flight had well and truly kicked in and you knew you needed to get away, far away. The thunderous chorus of hooves colliding with the hard ground rung through the night as the three horses chased your dear girl a cross the plains of the heartlands. Admittedly, you should have gone up through Cumberland forest as there was more cover to hide and slip away undetected. Though you had come across bounty hunters, and lawmen you had never come across a group of outlaws intent on handing you in and so the city girl who lived within you shook in her boots, and used instinct and not her brain when plotting which escape route to take.

"We just wanna talk miss" Dutch called in the dark.

"Like fuck you do Mister, I heard y'all talking about taking ma bounty" you curse back; relying a lot on your horses innate sense of direction to guide you through the hills and trying to guide her to help you both disappear. One of the men take a shot at the floor near your horse, probably trying to spook her but being that your horse is tough as nails she barely bats an eyelid.

"C'mon miss we really don't wanna hurt ya" an unfamiliar voice shouts. You realise this must be the man with blue eyes, his rough voice matches his rugged appearance well - although you don't have much time to think about the dreamy mans voice as you hear the whirl of a lasso from behind you.

You duck, and make unpredictable movements on Nellie in order to avoid the grip of the rope around your body. You feel silent panicked tears roll down your cheeks as you realise your luck had run out; not knowing your fate with these three outlaws. Just then, the rope whips itself around you and you're pulled from your seat and thrown against the floor. Your head collided with a rock, making you see stars as your horse comes to a stop and stands beside you as if waiting for you to get back up. She doesn't realise this is likely your final ride. The three men come to a stop, and blue eyes hog ties you with the lasso before turning you onto your back.

All three men stood over you, as you shook and tears leaked from your eyes.

"take me then, I don't regret what I did to him. He deserved it more than anyone I have ever known" I spit with venom.

"My dear, did the countless bounty hunters, lawmen and innocent folk who got in your way deserve the same end?" Dutch replies. Bending his knees to move closer to your face so he is crouched over you as you lay on the dirt staring up at the night sky.

"If someone tried to have you swing for self defence and would you roll over and let them take you? Or would you fight?" You respond. Looking the man right in the eyes. Giving him the coldest look you can muster up while your cheeks are stained with tears. Dutch chuckles, looking up at Hosea and Blue eyes with a jovial expression.

"Darlin' im gonna give you a choice. You can go to Saint Denis and swing, or... you can come join us. We're a group of misfits and outcasts and we're always in need of more guns. You'd have to earn your keep, of course but from what I've heard you've had no issue wrangling an income for yourself."

"Dutch is that really wise? We have plenty of people to feed we could just let the poor lady go?" Blue eyes replies to Dutch. Causing him to whip his head up.

"Enough, Arthur! She can help in ways most of those women back at camp won't, besides - If she outstays her welcome we could always take her on a trip to Saint Denis." He smiles down at you while making his threat.

"I'll go with you." You reply begrudgingly. Whenever you can make it happen, you'll escape their camp. But for now this beats swinging.

"Well then, Arthur would you be so kind as to place this fine lady on the back of your horse?" Dutch says, walking over to his own beautiful steed.

"I have a horse of my own I can ride!" You shout back to him as Arthur removes me from the floor and places you face down on his horse.

"I know, but I don't want to risk you cutting off before meeting everyone and seeing how we do things. I happen to think you'll like it once you're not all tied up" he laughs. Arthur makes sure you're well seated before getting on his horse and coaxing it into moving to follow Dutch and Hosea. You whistle for your own horse who follows behind, with all your belongings.

"I'm sorry about this miss, uh, miss..." Arthur begins. Making it clear he knows you as only your pseudonym of 'the viper'.

"Y/N, just call me Y/N Viper" you respond, already out of breath from the movement of the horse pressing up against your chest and stomach. Compressing you're ability to breathe.

"well miss Viper, we have quite a ride ahead" Arthur replies, you huff in response and Arthur chuckles. Kicking the horse into moving a bit faster so as to catch up with Dutch and Hosea. You glance back at your beautiful horse and watch as loyally follows behind you.

Rolling your eyes, you exhale again.

This is going to be a long night.

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[messinwitheddie]

Poor Squeegee... He got the shortest end of the stick... *grabs Zim and Nny by an antenna and the ear respectively* YOU TWO need some parenting classes. Let's hope Rosemary has a miracle or two up her sleeve

Squee "I never deal with Zim unless Dib wears me down--

As for Nny, I'm not sure where he is now. I woke up one morning shortly after I moved into the Membrane house and he was gone.

I hope he's ok, wherever he is. Nny lived a terrible and short life. I really wish I had done more to help him, but I wasn't much better off back then.

I had a rough start, that's true, but I think things are finally looking up for me now that I'm an adult. All the toxic messes I drudged through as a child prepared me better for what I'm facing next...at least that's what I tell myself.

I'm single. Officially. Pepito had to leave. His dad forced him to take a job as a "tour bus driver" for some teen outlaw country star...whatever the hell that is. Gideon Gravesite is his stage name. I guess he was a child star under a different name a few years ago. I don't know...either way, Pep and I are finally not together. I'm relieved, but I'm also kind of sad. Pepito was a good friend, when he wasn't...you know...a sadistic asshole.

I kind of feel sorry for him for the first time in my life. I never realized just how little freedom the antichrist has...Maybe I'll contact him in a year or so. I just need space to figure my shit out righ now.

I'm so glad I left LA and started a new life, like I always wanted to. I met my sister and I found out I have a brother too. Their dad is letting me live here with them.

For the first time in my life, I have a family that doesn't resent my existence...well, Dib might, but I think he's warming up to me. It's ok. He's just a kid; change sucks when everything is changing as it is.

It took weeks of searching, but I got an overnight job throwing up stock at the super market warehouse. It sucks, but it pays. I'll have more options when I turn 21. By then I'll have enough money for my own place. I get enough free time to read and even write song lyrics or short drabbles every so often.

I'm not cool, or handsome or special in any way, really. I'll never make it big as a writer or anything. My dad will never be proud of me and I'm ok with that. I DID walk away from an abusive situation and I'm slowly thriving on my own. I'm not Squee anymore. I'm Todd. I have a future ahead and people happy to share it with me. I don't spend every single waking minute dreading the next minute. I'm content with that for now."

[achraf1149]

10 Powerful Books That Make You Think

If you're soul looking for distinctive and uncorked world book recommendations that cause you to suppose and can amendment your life, you're within the right place.

Discover books that open your eyes and expand your mind, cause you to deem love afresh, which forces you to rethink the which means of life.

Many of those titles have impressed my actions or altered the manner within which I see the globe. Some have even modified the manner I travel or forced Maine to try and do one thing as straightforward as cleaning out my closets or preparation a replacement dish.

In 1998, Ehrenreich explored what it suggests that to measure (and not live) off of low-income wages below the poverty line. providing realistic and hardcore insight into the impossibility of living in lower working-class America–even after you hold 3 jobs–Ehrenreich exploits a system that also plagues America nowadays.

Nickel ANd Dimed is an eye-opening book that may amendment the manner you think that concerning the financial gain gap and assumptions we tend to create concerning the poor.

A Cook’s Tour: world Adventures In Extreme Cuisines by Anthony Bourdain

When I woke to the news of Bourdain’s death, I might barely breathe all day. Feeling like I used to be underwater, my travel idol had left this world, untimely. Bourdain is one amongst my favorites, and his TV shows and books force the U.S.A. to suppose outside of the box.

Bourdain voiceless his wanderings in my ear over and yet again as I traveled the globe. He saw individuals for World Health Organization they were, ne'er perfect a culture, and nearly always completed his privileged errors.

As a book to create you think that concerning food and therefore the world, A Cook’s Tour talks concerning basis. Food brings individuals along. Food is that the language starter, a shared language, trailblazing a discourse concerning history and politics.

A Cook’s Tour lays out Bourdain’s life as a cook and his initial travels. Bourdain wasn’t forever AN notorious TV mortal and his humble beginnings area unit guides for the U.S.A. all. A Cook’s Tour could be a powerful book concerning the human association.

A come in The Woods by Bill Bryson

If I ever become a printed author, presumably writing travel memoirs, my voice may match Bill Bryson’s wit and satire. A come in The Woods could be a nonfictional prose book that may cause you to laugh and will land on everyone’s shelf.

One of my favorite nonfictional prose memoir and scientific writers, Bryson takes on AN unlikely challenge: hiking components of the geographic region path.

Not specifically a task model for fitness or being out-of-door, Bryson and his drunken friend, Katz, walk into the woods. In the AN journey of a period, they study their relationship, survival, and a unique manner of life. Perseverance is everything.

A come in The Woods is one amongst those books that challenge the manner we expect about perceived not possible challenges. Bryson smashes stereotypes.

Books That cause you to Smarter

Nonfiction Books That cause you to Smarter embody Quiet by Susan adult male

Quiet: the ability Of Introverts during a World That Can’t Stop Talking by Susan adult male

Looking for nonfictional prose books that cause you to smarter? Quiet is one amongst the books that modified the manner I believe concerning myself as AN introvert dissembling to be AN extrovert.

Powerful Books that may cause you to suppose

Deep books and most powerful books embody Beloved by Toni Morrison

Beloved by Toni Morrison

A Pulitzer lottery winner, Beloved is one amongst several classic books to create you think that and appearance at the globe through new, and undoubtedly tear-stained, eyes.

You really shouldn’t miss Beloved throughout your formal or informal education. I studied the title in each highschool and college man category. Beloved is one amongst those powerful and deep books that stays with you forever.

Born into and eventually escaping slavery in Bluegrass State, Sethe finds freedom in Ohio. Is she extremely free, though? Sethe will ne'er totally escape her reminiscences or past, as well as the death of a baby.

Books That cause you to suppose The Hate U provide by Angie Thomas

The Hate U provide by Angie Thomas

Another very powerful book that's extremely relevant and demands amendment is that the Hate U provides. The Hate U provides exemplifies the Black Lives Matter movement and offers strength and voice to a story that deserves an area in literature.

As a young Negro, a rock star is unfree between 2 worlds: her preppy white college and her zero in Garden Heights, a poorer neighborhood. once her unarmed and innocent relative is shot and killed by a white peace officer, rock star must create the choice of her life. will she fight? Or will she keep silent?

Racism, stereotypes, activism, and identity area unit simply some themes cleft in tough. tough is one amongst a lot of recent|many more moderen} YA books that creates you think that more deeply concerning current racism and racial tensions within the U.S. tough is additionally a book that may cause you to cry and rise.

Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides

If you're trying to find a classic book that may cause you to suppose, Middlesex lands on nearly every list–as it ought to.

Winner of the Pulitzer Prize, uncover a world of family secrets, gender liquidity, and the way we tend to battle social constructs. There are themes of migration from a little Greek village and assimilation to urban centers.

Oprah featured Middlesex on her Book Club, and this beautiful title has been deemed “The nice Yankee Novel.”

Did you recognize That Books That amendment Your Perspective Is one amongst The Themes For The Uncorked Librarian’s 2020 Reading Challenge?

The Uncorked professional person hosts yearly reading challenges with themes as well as books, booze, and travel. you're not needed to check in or perhaps participate every month. browse a lot of to seek out monthly themed reading ideas with book suggestions per class. you'll be able to browse the maximum amount or as very little as you prefer.

Honestly, I'll ne'er perceive the Twitter backlash Kondo received within the studious community. Kondo could be a professional that loves tidying and believes the act of organization greatly enhances your life. Kondo’s book teaches the U.S.A. to deem however we discover the joy and scale back muddle, virtually and figuratively.

We collect several things over the years. Some bring U.S.A. joy. Others litter our homes and will be appreciated, thanked, and discarded.

Marie recommends tidying as how to attach in your relationships and surround yourself with purposeful reminiscences. Thorough cleansing, we tend to learn the World Health Organization we tend to area unit (and what proportion crap we tend to collect).

I know that I reexamined what proportion ‘stuff’ I have and what I waste on a day today. Kondo’s Japanse ascetic and culture area unit was new and eye-opening to the present Yankee.

Kondo’s ideology can have you ever deeply examining your shelf, closet, and even relationships. See however Kondo’s recommendation applies to decorate your home, literary-style.

Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert

Who hasn’t unreal of the amendment and finding oneself in an alimentary paste, rice paddies, and meditation rooms? Eat, Pray, Love is one amongst those purposeful books that such a big amount of individuals will relate to.

Elizabeth Gilbert finds herself at the crossroads of divorce, unhappiness, and a mussy life that she thus badly needs to reclaim.

Instead of proverbially driving her state of affairs off of a drop, Gilbert decides to travel around the world to Italy, India, and Indonesia, embracing, love, culture, and relationship. She learns the ability of compassion and the way nature and silence will spark peace among.

Gilbert has increased my travels and her books create Maine woke to the globe. once I captive to Indonesia, her life lessons and honesty coursed through my veins. I followed her path and even visit Wayan in Bali to possess my fortune and health browse.

The Book outlaw by Markus Zusak

A classic book that may cause you to suppose outside of the box, The Book outlaw brings home the ability of words. You’ll end up questioning ancient definitions of relationship, prejudice, and family.

Liesel is AN adopted kid World Health Organization befriends the Jewish man concealing in her basement. Together, we tend to learn the way music, art, and words will form and outline our worlds and relationships. Warning: The Book outlaw can in all probability cause you to cry, too.

[rp-partnerfinder]

Fandomless & Fandom Shenanigans

a little about me ✌️:

21

Lit, semi lit. I'm very versatile when it comes to reply lenght, from throwing out bibles to quicker and shorter replies, as long as we agree on something, i'm okay with it.

A variety of ideas. I have tons of ideas for plots and stuff must of them are not all fleshed out but it's something... Right?...

Pretty active, I try to always reply at least once a day, I might have some stutters since I study but if I haven't replied to our rp in a while i'll make it my priority to reply to you

Comunicative, I would like to know if my partner is having problems or if they don't understand something, if you share your ideas without fear no matter how dumb they might sound is even better! And like most people, I value honesty and if you don't wanna keep up with the rp just say so

Willing to double up

What i'm looking for:

18+

Someone creative

At least one reply a day

And now some plots and the fandoms I want to do:

Fandomless:

Set in a dark fantasy world, a veteran mercenary is paid to hunt down a very powerful corrupted wizard who is on a journey to destroy the world, they start out as enemies but with each fight they come to understand eachother a little better. One day the mercenary had chased the wizard to the edge of a cliff, with Nowhere else to escape it seemed like this would be the end of their rivalry when the ground beneath the wizard suddenly gives away and falls, the mercenary acts without thinking and jumps in to save the wizard only for both to fall into the river, after getting out of the river they realize they maybe are more than just deadly rivals, and their battles have actually brought them closer...

After a long and cruel war, the Holy Kingdom of Montclaire is utterly defeated and almost destroyed by the opossing Kingdom of Midland, with their King dead and fully ocupated by their enemies, the surviving Prince of Montclaire has no other choise but surrender if he wants his people to survive. After some years of reconstruction, the Prince, now the King of Montclaire, accepts to marry one of the daughters of the King of Midland to show his loyalty to the King (and also as a way for the King of Midland to keep an eye on the King of Montclaire), at first they had some hard days getting used to eachother but ended up falling in love with eachother even if by all means they should be enemies, now after years of peace the Kingdom of Midland sparks a war with the Kirk Empire and plans to send the soldiers of Montclaire and it's King to spear-head his war, unable to do anything against the orders of his father, the queen would have to watch how her husband is sent to a war that it's not his and get twisted by the cruelty of battle

in a future where the humans have expanded way beyond the stars strict rules are put on place for every civilization and planet, those not willing to follow the rules take the sea of stars in their own hands and live outside society on their own these "outlaws" are hunted down and killed for they are of no use for humanity. A young outlaw wandered space aimlessly, looking for what he called "true freedom" for years he wandered until one day he found a tiny icy moon, he landed his ship thinking it was safe to make some repairs but he ends up finding a woman en closed in a crystal, he frees her from her cold Cage and takes her into his ship where after she wakes up, he finds out she has had her memories wiped, with no clue to where to go they set out to find out who the woman really is.

Fandoms and ships:

Hazbin/Helluva: would really love to do Striker x Stella (a plot maybe about Stella having to run away with Striker and learning to live as an outlaw), also would like Adam x Lute (looking for something like a "slice of life" about these two living their lifes in Heaven and having to hide their relationship), zestial x Carmilla

Adventure time: looking for someone to play Fionna for a Fiolee rp (something really angsty and romantic about these two), or against Hunter (just finished the Fionna and Cake series and just love how Fionna and Hunter look, would love to write something about them and their magical counter parts)

Wakfu: I'm really okay with playing any characters or any ships (tho, i've only watched the first three seasons right now)

Bee & puppycat: would really like to do Bee x Deckard, Cass x Toast, Bee x Space Outlaw

That's all for now, thanks for reading! If you are interested like this post and i'll reach out to you!

.

[rphunter]

Fandomless & Fandom Shenanigans

a little about me:

21

Lit/semi lit. I'm very versatile when it comes to reply lenght, from throwing out bibles to quicker and shorter replies, as long as we agree on something, i'm okay with it.

I write in third person only

A variety of ideas. I have tons of ideas for plots and stuff must of them are not all fleshed out but it's something... Right?...

Pretty active, I try to always reply at least once a day, I might have some stutters since I study but if I haven't replied to our rp in a while i'll make it my priority to reply to you

Comunicative, I would like to know if my partner is having problems or if they don't understand something, if you share your ideas without fear no matter how dumb they might sound is even better! And like most people, I value honesty and if you don't wanna keep up with the rp just say so

Willing to double up

What i'm looking for:

18+

Someone creative

At least one reply a day

And now some plots and the fandoms I want to do:

Fandomless:

Set in a dark fantasy world, a veteran mercenary is paid to hunt down a very powerful corrupted wizard who is on a journey to destroy the world, they start out as enemies but with each fight they come to understand eachother a little better. One day the mercenary had chased the wizard to the edge of a cliff, with Nowhere else to escape it seemed like this would be the end of their rivalry when the ground beneath the wizard suddenly gives away and falls, the mercenary acts without thinking and jumps in to save the wizard only for both to fall into the river, after getting out of the river they realize they maybe are more than just deadly rivals, and their battles have actually brought them closer...

After a long and cruel war, the Holy Kingdom of Montclaire is utterly defeated and almost destroyed by the opossing Kingdom of Midland, with their King dead and fully ocupated by their enemies, the surviving Prince of Montclaire has no other choise but surrender if he wants his people to survive. After some years of reconstruction, the Prince, now the King of Montclaire, accepts to marry one of the daughters of the King of Midland to show his loyalty to the King (and also as a way for the King of Midland to keep an eye on the King of Montclaire), at first they had some hard days getting used to eachother but ended up falling in love with eachother even if by all means they should be enemies, now after years of peace the Kingdom of Midland sparks a war with the Kirk Empire and plans to send the soldiers of Montclaire and it's King to spear-head his war, unable to do anything against the orders of his father, the queen would have to watch how her husband is sent to a war that it's not his and get twisted by the cruelty of battle

in a future where the humans have expanded way beyond the stars strict rules are put on place for every civilization and planet, those not willing to follow the rules take the sea of stars in their own hands and live outside society on their own these "outlaws" are hunted down and killed for they are of no use for humanity. A young outlaw wandered space aimlessly, looking for what he called "true freedom" for years he wandered until one day he found a tiny icy moon, he landed his ship thinking it was safe to make some repairs but he ends up finding a woman en closed in a crystal, he frees her from her cold Cage and takes her into his ship where after she wakes up, he finds out she has had her memories wiped, with no clue to where to go they set out to find out who the woman really is.

Fandoms and ships:

Hazbin/Helluva: would really love to do Striker x Stella (something maybe about this royal woman being pushed out of her regular life and having to learn to live as an outlaw to survive), also would like Adam x Lute , zestial x Carmilla

Adventure time: looking for someone to play Fionna for a Fiolee rp or against Hunter

Wakfu: I'm really okay with playing any characters or any ships (tho, i've only watched the first three seasons right now)

Bee & puppycat: would really like to do Bee x Deckard, Cass x Toast

That's all for now, thanks for reading! If you are interested like this post and i'll reach out to you!

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