“we might just get away with it.” — false god, taylor swift.
aka the bodyguard!rhett au that hasn’t left my mind in days.
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"If there's one thing the gods love, it's tragedy. With wings that burn and boys who fall." || 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫!𝔯𝔥𝔢𝔱𝔱 𝔞𝔲
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Getting Eloped to Rhett Abbott Moodboard
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"Fuck. You look so beautiful" Rhett choked. His eyes welled as he took in your figure standing before him. His hands grasping yours tightly, as if he feared that you would pull away.
To be honest, Rhett never thought this day would come for him. But here you were. Standing before him, in white, like a dream.
"You don't look too bad yourself Abbott" You said, your voice betraying your emotions. Your hands shook in his as you tried to compose yourself. He gave you a gentle squeeze and dragged a hand over his face, his eyes betraying him as he looked at you with the utmost admiration.
"Forever and ever am I yours Mrs. Abbott"
"And I yours "
taglist:
@sebsxphia @iguana-braces @callmemana (let me know if you want to be added or removed)
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aesthetic 23/?: rockstar!rhett abbott 🤘🎸(outer range)
"He looks like he works with his hands // and smells like Marlboro Reds" - Ethel Cain
read the fic that inspired this by @laracrofted
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someone take canva away from me
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for your celly my love!!!!!
i’ve gotta be self indulgent and ask for a lil mood board with caregiver rhett 🥹🥹 <333
a huge congratulations again!! ilysm!! 💖🫶🏼💗
THANK U SO MUCH BUBBA!!! HERE U GOOOOOO
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@saltynametag and I have been chatting about something....something where cam girl Tessa has a crush on her new neighbor, Rhett, both of them unaware that he's her biggest fan.
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An Evening on the Ranch with Rhett Abbott Moodboard
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Infectious laughter filled the field as Rhett helped you dismount his horse. He followed closely behind you. His boots making a thud on the ground when he landed. His arms quickly finding their way to your hips as he pulls you close for a kiss.
"Hey cowboy"
"Hey sweetheart" he hummed. His hand finding yours as he continued through the field. Hand in hand, cutting through tall grass and wild flowers. The mountains in the distance loomed in deep purple shadows as the sun hid behind them. The clouds and sky turning duty shades of purples and pink as dusk fell. The porch light from the house shined from a half mile away. It's warm glow illuminating the front steps of the home.
Home.
The one that you called your own. The one Rhett built you flower beds for. The one Rhett stained the new coffee table for. A vase of wild flowers always sat on the coffee table, no matter how well the flowers in their handmade beds outside were doing.
and the land. The acres that came with the little house on the hill along with burden of tending to it. With calloused hands, came the gentle ones that would tend to them when the winter dried them out and when the sun beat relentlessly down on them.
It wasn't uncommon for the two of you to wonder the fields chasing the sunset once the work was done. If the weather permitted, you would find a place to sit, resting your back against Rhett's, and enjoy the encompassing dusk in his arms. In silence or in conversation. It all ended the same way with his jacket on your shoulders as he pulls you up. Placing a red flower tucked behind your ear. Giving you a gentle kiss before leading you back home.
Taglist:
@sebsxphia @iguana-braces (let me know if you would like to be added or removed)
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