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A SHORT & LOVIN’ LIFE. ↳ some day they’ll go down together. they’ll bury them side by side. to few, it’ll be grief. to the law, a relief. but it’s death for bonnie and clyde.

#( picture. ) i'd rather breathe in life than dusty air.#parkrrs #mine*.#i have no idea what this is but i like it?? sorta

❝ ———— wow. i ain’t never seen this much high tech stuff in one place before. gotta be expensive; i can tell i’m not in TEXAS anymore. ❞

>> @fiitzy.

#fiitzy #( verse. ) now that's what you call a dream.#clyde is an expert on cars so coulson hired him to work for shield since mack's so busy working on the inhumans case with daisy.........#yea h i'll go with that

starter call.

#@ my followers please give me stuff to do

ninarosario

#( relationship. ) i must be in love or else i'm goin' mad.#parkrrs

SCRUTINIZING him, she turns, slowly with her gaze still meeting his, & grasps the cup she had set down neatly just moments earlier. she chuckles at the compliment & it’s sweet as honey ; oh, he’s DEFINITELY caught her attention. ❛ you sure have a way with words. i’m sure the other girls adore you, ‘SPECIALLY your girlfriend. ❜ she twists the words in her favor, hoping he’ll answer the way she wants. besides, what’s the HARM in knowing if he’s taken or not ? the compliment had felt genuine & she can’t deny how her cheeks may have tinged a bit pink, but she knows well that boys have WICKED tongues meant for deception so she doesn’t take it too serious.

❛ coming right up clyde’s a NICE name. rolls off the tongue in a pleasant way. i’m bonnie. ❜ she doesn’t meet his gaze as she grabs a plate & gets him his meal, finding the warmest fries they’re got & setting them neatly on the plate for him. placing it with ease on the table, she hands him silverware (should he care to use it ) & a napkin before leaning forwards on the table, face PROPPED UP by the palms of her hands, a cheeky smile gracing her features. ❛ what kind of sauce & drink would ya like with them, clyde ? ❜

❝ so i’ve been told. ❞ a warm chuckle rolls off his tongue at the mention of his girlfriend. oh, he ain’t got one. what he does have, though, are PLANS. they’re big and even scary to some, but clyde knows they’ll happen. once he gets out of texas, he’ll be on his way to making the history books. the girls he’s been with before were only gonna slow him down; none of them were fit for the life he’s planned.

❝ —— i don’t have a girlfriend, miss bonnie. do you? ❞ he leans forward with a dashing smile, dark eyes following her around as she prepares his meal. he’ll spend his life thanking her for this; he’s sure. his stomach nearly growls the second the food’s placed in front of him, and clyde dives right in, pushing the silverware away. a few fried in, clyde looks up at bonnie with a thankful smile. ❝ a cold coke would be real nice. —————— thanks, SUGAR. ❞

#parkrrs #( verse. ) now that's what you call a dream.#me too. clyde is goals basically.

hazel-swan

#( picture. ) there's a part of him you know is wild.

nimble fingers CAREFULLY put the last of the clean cups away when she hears the creak of the door being opened ; she barely glances over before popping her mouth open to say they’re closed only to STOP ALTOGETHER to eye him up. plump lips curl upwards, & not just because it’s mandatory she smiles at customers, but because he’s only caught her attention in a way. ❛ well, we’re not really supposed to … but LUCKY for you, i’m just too kind-hearted to leave ya to starve what’ll ya have ? ❜

❝ —— ah, i knew i’d find someone kind enough to help a starving fella. ❞ clyde moves away from the door, walking with long steps toward the stools by the bar. he flashes her a bright smile, the one he knows she’ll like, before sitting down. ❝ i just wasn’t expecting her to be such a beauty. ❞ the words slip out like it’s nothing. he’s grown accustomed to it by now; using his CHARM to get what he wants. more often than not, it involves a few innocent, white lies. this time, he’s as honest as his father during confession. ❝ i’ll take a big portion of fries, if you’ve got some left. ———— my name’s clyde. ❞

#parkrrs #( verse. ) now that's what you call a dream.#he's just living off his cute ass face right now............

wescravn

musical au meme thing - (modern au) bonnie and clyde

#( picture. ) i'd rather breathe in life than dusty air.

❛ oh, i don’t know. maybe not the whole world, but SOMEONE will. isn’t that GOOD ENOUGH? ❜

❝ maybe for you, but not for me. no, i’m gonna get outta here ——— do something BIG. i’m gonna be someone important, & people are gonna remember my name. i’m gonna be in the history books. just wait and see. ❞

#auclaires #( verse. ) now that's what you call a dream.#....claire get a gri p

when you remember that clyde was molested by other inmates while he was in prison.

#i. ooc.#hahahahahhahahahhahahahha #rape tw

donnynovitski

kylesbishop

but please, don’t get me wrong he was the best to come along in a long, long while…

#( picture. ) there's a part of him you know is wild.#god adam nitt

wnq-writers

You replaced the blood in my veins with honey so my suffering would always be sweet.

total-lunatic-eclipse (via wnq-writers)

#❛ —— re | ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ᴏғ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ. ( bonnie )#❛ —— ʙᴜᴛ ɪ’ᴍ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘᴇɴ. ( musings )

for the BRIEFEST of moments, she remains still, jaw clenched tightly as she mentally tells herself to calm down. but she’s not one to back down from a challenge, so she turns so SHARPLY she nearly sees stars & immediately makes way for the bed, reaching beneath it for a suitcase. it’s thrown ROUGHLY onto the bed as she moves for her clothes in the drawers, scooping them up & just haphazardly plopping them inside. ❛ FINE. if you ain’t gonna listen to me, then i’m going besides, you don’t tell me what to do. ❜ tell me to stay, tell me i’m right. she doesn’t want to do this, but if it’s what she NEEDS to do for him to finally open his eyes, then she will.

he is ready to fight and to yell. his posture is tense, hands that are curled into fists hang rigid by his side. his breath comes out in short, angry puffs. his blood pumps with anger in its veins; this is nothing new. bonnie and clyde have fought about this too many times before, but somehow they always come back to this. clyde knows he’s the one at fault, it is him and his ridiculous jealousy that keeps making messes. but he can’t help it — he had been this protective [ some may even say possessive ] of her since the day they met. HE LOVES HER, & she’s the only good thing left in this god forsaken world.

❝ no.. no, you ain’t leavin’ me. ❞ his voice is calm now, the tone quickly shifting from angry to careful.. loving. clyde takes a step, then another one, fists uncurling themselves as he moves closer. his dark eyes are not glazed over with rage as he looks at her, but with devotion and affection. she has a way of getting him to do anything —— he’ll even get down on his knees & beg her to stay, if that’s what it takes. ❝ c’mon, sugar. you know i was just angry, i didn’t mean nothin’ of it. ❞ clyde reaches out, rough hands grasping the sides of her face as softly as he can. he rubs his thumb back and forth across her smooth skin, making sure she’s listening.

❝ without you..... i’d be back in prison, and you know it. bonnie, you’re the only reason i ain’t dead yet. ——— stay here with me, would ya? ❞

#parkrrs #( verse. ) i've been broken by the devil.#thank u to the dyin' aint so bad reprise for giving me the push to write this... i'm not sad at all now:)))))))))))