ꫂ ၴႅၴ 𝓵𝒐̲𝒗̲𝒆̲̲ 𝓶𝒆 𝓭𝚘.
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et⠀je⠀parle⠀à⠀𝓳ésus⠀et⠀lui⠀demande⠀s'il⠀pense⠀à⠀me⠀sauver. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ic:⠀⠀⠀ the.apollon.arts
HE/HIM. 🏳️⚧️ DDNE.
Joined February 2024
⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒂̲nd⠀because⠀of⠀all⠀their⠀𝐭ears ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝓽̲heir⠀eyes⠀can't⠀hope⠀to⠀𝓼ee ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒕̲he⠀b̲e̲a̲u̲t̲y̲⠀that⠀𝓼urrounds⠀𝓽hem.
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/ sawyer having carisi risk his life i should beat this guy with 1000 rocks
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… sonny. there’s nothing to be said. “i can’t be happy without you here, baby. please, just hold on. you have to hold on. i love you so much. you can’t go. i was going to start my life with you. sonny, please.”
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… look at you. my knight in shining armour. you have to stay strong for me, ‘kay? police are on their way. baby, please.” another kiss, small prayers in latin under his breath. he continues to whine, white knuckled grips onto …
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he coughs out another cry. a soft kiss to sonny’s lips as he continues to hold onto the other, the back of his hand petting his face. all he can do right now is cry, and beg for him to be okay. “you kept me safe. …
The rain is a roar in Sonny’s ears, but Sawyer’s voice cuts through it clearer than anything. Those lips brush his cheek again, and Sonny feels it like something warm flaring up through the cold that’s trying to drag him under. +
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ANTONIO ‘TONY’ BUCKLEY. RECENTLY MOVED IN GAMBLER. POOR OL’ BOY, HIDING HIMSELF. SOC PROCLAIMED GREASER. JUST TRYING TO SURVIVE. ——— 21+ recommended, 17+ allowed. an original character for THE OUTSIDERS verse. movie and book based. transgender man. closed off about it.
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/ its raining outside and the air feels so heavy today grrr
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speaking of, i talked to her! uh … ( trying to jumble memories through his brain. ) errrr … yeah. she’s real sweet! i just feel kinda awkward around pretty women. feel like i have a weird aura sometimes.
we’re nigerian on my mom’s side, we’ve had goats forever. even here. dunno why, i never thought about it until i was an adult. you should talk to my sister. you might like her. ( she feels the same way. armani… feels nauseous simply thinking about it. )
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… something nice. other than like, whiskey and a cigar.”
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… anyway, tour ends soon. tell me, is there something you’re dying for christmas? an’ don’t say a kiss from one of my bandmates. jeremy doesn’t like americans.” an ugly cackle, clearing his throat. “seriously though. i wanna get you …
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he can hear the rustling in the background. but he knows how it feels; especially during the holidays. the burning of the cigarette pulling into the receiver as he inhales. “that’s the new years spirit! or whatever. holidays? whatever. …
“ oh— hey, sawyer. yeah, it’s been awhile. i’m, uh. . . pretty busy, ” cliff slurs as he mindlessly flips through the television in what has been a month’s long depressive episode. he could use a release. something to get his mind off of everything for awhile. +
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… okay, okay? i love … i — you’re okay. please. baby please be okay.”
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… small words; the hail mary. more kisses. fingers brushing his hair out of his face. “sonny, it’s okay. i’m here. i’m here and you’re gonna be okay. you’re going to be okay. we’re gonna be …
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… sonny, no. wait, it wasn’t s’posed to end like this …” a kiss on the side of his face, he cries. subtle and quiet cries. heart heavy and that same burn he’s been holding in his chest. he can hear carisi letting out …
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… older than you your entire life. suddenly looking upwards, he notices sonny. a rush of adrenaline over his cold body warms him up; and there he is, knees bruising the asphalt and lips close to his ear. “wait — wait! …
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… sawyer kicks his dead body for a few good measures; rage filling the empty parking lot as the point of his boot seems to dig into each gunshot wound. this is exactly how it felt to be poked and prodded by men who were …
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… somewhat more fulfilling. as if he was always going to be the reason his father passed. as if he was going to watch the blood drain from his face. this time, he just watches as his dad lays there. as if he were asleep. …
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… churned; watching as the rain washes away the blood. he stares. blank eyed. as if he’s seen this play out in his head dozens of times. watching as his father lays there, lifeless. cold. weird. he had imagined this to be …
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there’s that familiar ringing of a gunshot. or three. or four. who knows anymore. the flashes in front of sawyer’s eyes make him dizzy; and it’s as if the sunset in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye. his stomach …
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/ also i needed to rt that, that solo is so good
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