work hard, ride fast

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nicotorrcs​:

“Is she in college? That feels like college,” he informs Andi. Not that he would normally turn that down. If anything he’d be the one to make it motorboating to making out with his hand up her skirt. He’s never been timid about PDA, let alone about whatever sexual acts he does or does not do, which is few and far between. And maybe he should take things more seriously but that’s not really up Nico’s alley. Which is why the whole dead brother thing makes him feel itchy. He’s definitely not interested in thinking about his own dead brother. “Bummer,” is all he can say. Nico never means it to be harsh but it’s a little hard not to be at the moment. “Sweet ride though,” he shrugs. Nico takes a drink quickly, smirking as she entertains the possibility. “I’m only getting a handy? Damn, that’s cold. I’d be surprised if you’d have that much control though. Sorry ‘bout it.”

~

“is that what they do in college nowadays? i don’t know, i thought she was in her forties but i can hardly see.” she hadn’t put in her contacts and her glasses were at home. mainly because she didn’t wanna see anyone and the goal of the night was just to drink. she laughs at the one worded reply and she actually appreciates it. it isn’t something she wants to dwell on more than she already has. when she takes another sip, she coughs almost instantly when he mistook her words. “i meant....” her head shakes for a second. she meant she wouldn’t tell him what kind of girl she was sexually and if she was a handy type or not. “you know what, yeah, you’d only be getting that. oh, i’ve got plenty of control. i’d worry about grip strength, i might break you in half like a twig.”

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bashdecker​:

Out on the trails, there was supposed to be a bit of peace, maybe a hand of God– if you believed in that stuff– but apparently all Bash found were more questions and less answers. “Forgetting,” he repeats, listening to her logic. How was he going to forget half of his life? Furthermore, how was he going to forget that half of his life was back in town, waiting for him? Alcohol is certainly the obvious answer but even then, Bash has been there, done that. Maybe this time it would work. “Seems like you know what you’re doing there,” he adds with a smile. “I could go for a few shots,” he shrugs. Bash is normally one of those people that sips on his alcohol and his buzz sneaks up on him slowly but surely. He was a steady man who would only drink to have fun, not really drink to blackout, most of the time. “I could meet you at the bar later and learn your technique, if that’s what you’re saying’s going to work.” He had a feeling it wouldn’t erase the problems unless he became a full-blown alcoholic and that seemed bad for the ranch.

~

andi had a lot to forget and these days, it was becoming harder and harder to do that. especially since she was trying to keep her guilty conscience at bay. now that was damn near impossible and the alcohol only took it all away for so long before she decided that she had enough courage to do something about that guilty conscience and that’s when things turned outright dangerous. but on her days when she was just enjoying herself and didn’t have anyone to answer to, she tucked her flask in her pocket and decided that a few sips in the day was exactly what the doctor ordered. “now that’s what i want to hear. i wouldn’t recommend riding under the influence but a sip won’t hurt you.” she extended the flask to him in case he wanted one now despite still being keen on meeting up with him later on. “i can see if my friend is working. she gives me a good price. it ain’t the top shelf liquor but it doesn’t really matter because you won’t taste any of it after your third or fourth shot.” 

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noahhawthxrne​:

WHERE: Dolly’s Diner WITH: Open

It’s crazy to him that even after twelve years away, everything about Great Falls feels exactly the same to Noah Hawthorne as he sits in Dolly’s Diner, enjoying a slice of his favorite pie. The only thing that’s changed, perhaps, is the way Noah looks in the sleepy Montana town. Over a decade ago, he left as a quiet, dejected teen who always had his nose in a book and dreamed of one day blasting off to outer space with NASA. Now, he’s back as a successful defense attorney looking to open his own practice in the very place where his passion for law started— and he’s far from quiet. “It’s been twelve years, and this pie still tastes exactly the same,” he says to no one in particular as he stabs his fork into another piece, "Place looks the same too.”

~

andi sat down with her own piece of pie and a coffee. her ears perk up at a voice she doesn’t exactly recognize but the words tell her that maybe she should. this town isn’t that big and people who speak about their return to town often want to be acknowledged for it. “no offence but that sounds more depressing than it does anything else.” andi hadn’t travelled much outside of the town but she’d been content here. despite that, she still knew that there were bigger and better things out there. “you don’t look like you fit in here? looks like that shirt costs more than these cracked, faux leather seats ever did. what brings you back? don’t tell me your wife left you and now you’ve got nothing but the clothes on your back and the room you left in your mother’s home?”

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jameson-hawthorne​:

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Jameson laughed and nodded, attempting to look somber. “I’m sorry to say that I do, yes. It’s kept me out of trouble and kept me away from fun in equal measure.” Her reaction took him by surprised but his amused smile only grew as he watched her explain the origin of the bird. He tried to hold it in but he ended up laughing. “It makes sense! Honestly, it does. It’s a little on the nose but, who cares? That’s what you were feeling and that’s what you could do about it. My dad always told me I could get tattoos as long as I never tattooed anyone’s name on my body. You never know,” he shrugged.

~

“the good news is that it isn’t strictly pointing towards good so maybe there’s hope for you yet.” the brunette teased before she rose her hand towards him when she saw his facade crack and he began to laugh. her eyes rolled and her head dipped back dramatically. “i was drunk and thought it was the best thing since sliced bread. trust me, i’ve tried coming up with different stories but i can’t get through telling people it was my parent’s favorite bird without dying laughing.” she was normally good at laughing but the damn thing got her every time. “now you’ve got another reason to not do it. think about: free as a bird and it should help you out when you waver.”

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lucebakers​:

closed starter for: @marquezandrea​

 location: riverside park 

 lucy was walking along the sidewalk in riverside park, she wanted to clear her head. needed to clear her head. things have been so messed up within her life lately, she thought things were good but boy has she never been so wrong before. thankfully, lucy had today off and it was rare but it was an order from her sargent and she wasn’t going to fight him on it. maybe at work they saw that she was under stress and someone said something, though lucy wasn’t sure since she was usually very good at hiding her emotions. getting lost within her thoughts, the women looked up from the sidewalk and saw andi “hey stranger.” the blonde said and took a breath “long time no see. how are you doing?”

~

andrea was happy to have any day off. though most of it had been spent back at the ranch whenever she could because she thoroughly loved being there with the horses. plus, she didn’t trust anyone else’s work. but she’d gotten a text from a friend and it was enough to get her back home to shower and drag a brush through her hair so she could look somewhat presentable and get rid of the scent of manure off of her. “hey, good looking.” the brunette said, turning towards the blonde. “long time no see, indeed. i’ve been good. i’d ask the same but you look exhausted.”

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bashdecker​:

Bash chuckles to himself lightly. “Guess so.” The man hates gossip. He hates when people just want to know things to know them and he hates when people can’t be trusted with the things he tells them in confidence. He hadn’t exactly always been that way but once the divorce was leaked out to damn near every person in-town practically as soon as he knew about it, it turned into a point of contention for him. Bash wasn’t exactly the most forthcoming with anything and then there was that instance. It wasn’t a good look. “I probably deserve that,” he shrugs. “Just ex drama. That work for you? I mean it’s probably fine but just a little… dramatic.”

~

andi immediately took a drink when he mentioned ex drama and she’s already waving him off and shaking her head in unison. that’s worse than she expected. it meant there was likely feelings attached and the brunette had a rule about that. if she wasn’t going to deal with her own, she sure as hell wasn’t going to be doing that for anyone else. “well, that’s all good and well. seems like you don’t wanna talk about it and i don’t wanna listen so let’s go down route number two which is forgetting.” something she was good at. “the first step of that is by drinking a lot and since we’re already going down that route, we may as well accelerate the process with some shots.”

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junebug-hawthorne​:

“I know those egos all too well, believe me.” June was surrounded with them on a daily basis. Between her elders, brothers, and most of her co-workers - the ego would fly out at least once a day. Though it did not result in violence most of the time. “That might work, but I am going to tell you now that if you get caught in the act, I’m running.” A bar fight with overgrown men was not on her to do list for the evening. “They are definitely not my type. Then again, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” She pointed out and took another sip from the bottle in her hand. “That’s why Monet paintings are so fun, because far away they’re gorgeous but up close you realize they are more blurry and some say messy. Even the mess can be beautiful.”

~

“you can’t avoid them anymore, can you?” andi found that they were worse than ever. a lot of them needed to be brought back to earth and reminded that they weren’t gods gift to mankind. “that’s fine, you’ve just got to worry about running faster than me and since i’m taller, it also means i’ve probably got longer legs. in which case, i’d stay close to the door.” of course andi was kidding. if she did get caught, she’d likely take the blame for it and then let june get off without getting her hands dirty. “they’re not pretty to look at so it isn’t you.” as for the rest of it, she could agree to a certain point. some people were just ugly inside and out. “it’s nice that you try to find the beauty in everything but some things or people are just not worth that.”

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nicotorrcs​:

“Hey that’s all I’m looking for. Not like I’d come here looking for a wife anyway. She’d be looking for a lumberjack button up and a ring on her finger by spring,” he reminds her. Nico’s never given a whole lot of thought to the idea of getting married. He knows that his mother wants him to get married, he knows that he’s supposed to want it too but honestly, even as he approaches forty, there’s not a rush for him. Anyone he was tied to forever could leave— or die— just as quickly as he had them. Plus, a one night stand meant variety for him and the bars around the town tended to give him plenty to choose from. “Wow, that was quick,” he says, squinting at the car for a moment. “Generic pick— why that car?” he asks, genuinely intrigued. Nico wasn’t so much of a car guy— the niceness of his house, well, that was the priority for him not a car someone could hit at any moment. “Think I fucked her last month. I don’t need another taste,” he chuckles before cocking his head. “Give yourself some credit, Andi, I don’t see you as a handy girl; have a little respect. Who the fuck wastes their time on a handy at our age, Jesus Christ.”

~

“i would hope not. it would be slim pickings around here but i heard the woman in the back is giving men free motorboats because she just got divorced. her bra size has got to be an h or bigger.” andi had almost talked herself into accepting one but after she’d seen some of the guys dive into it, she decided it was best she stay away. “i know but my brother died when he was a teen and all he wanted was that car. i’d be getting it for him, i don’t even know if i’d drive it or not but i’ve had my heart set on saving up to get one.” it was likely to be a stupid purchase and she might never get to the point of actually being able to buy it so maybe it was all just a far fetched dream. when he mentions having fucked her, she can’t help but grimace. “a man who knows value when he sees it,” she teases cause she doubts its what he means but either way. “you’re partly right but that’s all that you’re getting.” they weren’t here to share their tricks of the trade and the special moves they had.

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matiasanti​:

matias laughed at her guess of their safe word. “if they even have a safe word. something tells me they’re both a bit of a masochist.” he leaned his elbows on the bar counter. matias flagged down his tender, asking for them to leave the bottle. “you can have as many free shots as you want, if you play a little game?”

~

“oh no, yeah, you’re absolutely right.” her face had distorted into full-on judgement as she looked over at the guys in question. “nipple play is the weakness, i can feel it in my soul.” peering back towards matias, she opened her mouth to ask her what she had to do for a whole bottle but he beat her to it. “i’m all in for a good game but i do have a safe word, santiago. lay the rules out.” leaning forward, she began to pour them a shot each.

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bashdecker​:

Bash gives Andi a small laugh. Admittedly, he wasn’t really sure spilling his guts to the poor woman just trying to get water for her horse was in the cards but he appreciated the initial offer. “I’m not paying up so half or none is all you’re going to get. Therapists are expensive. Been there, done that.” He tried it out once upon a time, knowing that he had to do something after Savannah had left him behind. It hadn’t changed a Hell of a lot but maybe he hadn’t given it a good enough shot. All he’d ended up doing was heading back to the bar and diving into work– similar to how he’s been now. Except back then, there was no Savannah in town to see him suffer. “I’m going to just hope I wasn’t a part of the annoying people group…” he says, rubbing the scuff of hair on the back of his head. 

~

andrea rolls her eyes at him when he doesn’t give her anything. just her own story that she’s likely going to come up with in her mind. luckily for him, she isn’t about spreading around misinformation so whatever she does inevitably come up with, its safe and sound in her own mind. “they are and most of the therapist need their own set of therapist. at least that’s what people used to tell me when i was younger.” maybe it was a way of getting the people responsible for her off the hook. no need to send the kid to a therapist cause they’ll all crazy as shit. now that she thought about it, most people in her family could have benefitted. “you didn’t tell me any sort of gossip about your life so you’re not only in the group but at the top of the list.”

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bashdecker​:

“Didn’t know you double as a horse trainer and therapist,” he laughs, although it doesn’t quite make it to his tired eyes. Bash was trying to keep his mind busy so much of the time lately– working harder and later (and earlier), drinking a little more, surrounding himself as much as possible. The trail ride had been something a little more spontaneous thinking that at least he couldn’t lose his shit in the middle of a busy trail. Well, he could but Bash simply wouldn’t. “Guess there are some life things that need contemplating,” he shrugs. “Things got a little complicated where they shouldn’t have and now I’m riding a horse to… I don’t know maybe forget it. – What about you? Wouldn’t that mean that you’re out here contemplating life?” Avoidance. Perfect. 

~

“neither did i because i sure as hell don’t get paid like a therapist should.” the brunette teases before she tucks her hands on her hips. still, she’s curious and it’s good to know what is going on with other people because it makes her feel better about her own life. he speaks and she watches, trying to decipher what the hell he’s talking about when he says things. “things got complicated and you want to forget them? sounds like riddles to me. don’t half tell me if you’re gonna tell me.” she believed it might have to do with sex because it always did with guys. maybe he got someone pregnant, now that was some gossip. “more or less. i’m mainly trying to get away from annoying people but i shot myself in the foot” especially since everyone was here. 

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jameson-hawthorne​:

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Jameson laughed and shook his head at the suggestion. “I can’t, with a clear conscience, get a kid drunk and convince him to make his dumb tattoo idea a worse tattoo reality. I don’t think I could sleep at night after that.” He stepped back to get a look at the tattoo. And then he stepped back in to get a closer look to see if he could find any hint of lettering. “Well, if it helps, you definitely can’t see ‘Taylor’ anymore. Did you get the bird for any special reason or did the shape just fit the name?”

~

“You’ve got a decent moral compass. Disappointing.” Andrea teases before she winks, but all is lost with his next question. she shakes her head and suddenly, he may as well have asked her what type of underwear she was wearing. “you’re the fucking worst for asking me that.” her eyes roll and she groans towards the sky because she knows its funny as shit and she’ll tell him. “we broke up so i was.... free as a bird.” by the last words, her hands are in her face. “can i just die now, thanks.”

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bashdecker​:

@marquezandrea​

On the trails is where Bash feels most at peace. These days, they are a bit busier than they had been at one time but it didn’t mean that they were any less of a home away from home. Bash seemed to find people along the trail that he knew fairly consistently— there were only so many people around Great Falls. Today his mind is elsewhere, even though he’s on one of his horses heading down the trail. It’s with Savannah and Lori, the two women that were hellbent on turning his life upside down. Or maybe it was just him— maybe he attracted shit like this happening to him instead. 

He hops off his horse, heading to the area on the trails where you can properly water your horses on long rides. As he peers up, his eyes meet Andi, giving her a quick smile. “Guess the whole town’s on these trails today, huh?” he mentions. Considering it was a nice, sunny summer day, he shouldn’t be too surprised. 

~

andi had been out with the dogs. there were a few on the farm and sometimes she took them out as to tire them out so they wouldn’t chase after her when she got the horses out. it seemed effective apart from the fact that everyone was out and about. when she noticed a familiar face, the brunette pulled out her earphones and nodded her head. “seems like i’ve seen everyone i know and their kids. apparently a lot of people are with child now. i almost forgot i’m in my thirties and it’s expected of me as well.”

her head shook as she fell into step with him. “you out here alone? that’s never a good sign. no one does physical activity for the hell of it. it’s normally to think and contemplate life.” she looked up at the dogs and back at him. “lay it on me. i’m gonna with that advice bullshit.”

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caseysankar​:

“I’ll be honest, I’ve heard a lot louder than those two.” Being in prison made it an everyday occurrence. He just kept his head down and served his time. “Two dudes having to prove the other one has a bigger dick is nothing new unfortunately, but you know, I’m sure virtually anyone in here could show them up since they’re compensating. You think their cars go vroom vroom and make a ton of noise too?” 

~

she laughed and nodded her head. “oh, i know their cars go vroom vroom.” she shook her head at the thought of her own brother and how she used to these him about that doing around women. “i don’t know who decided women liked loud cars but I can promise that it isn’t the case.” she took another drink and peered back at him with more interest now. “you don’t have a car that goes vroom vroom, do you? i mean, i hope you’ve got a car but you know what i mean.”

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junebug-hawthorne​:

“Maybe, but you would think they’d want peace and quiet like the rest of us.” After all, no one came to Griffith’s to make a scene. They went there to not be noticed and avoid the crowd. The people fighting apparently didn’t get the memo. “We can take a drink for each time they say fuck and then two drinks when they threaten the other but don’t actually follow through.” Even June followed through in a fight, as rare as they were. These people were ridiculous. “That’s messed up but you’re probably right. How hard is it to just break up with someone?” Better than cheating and fighting in the middle of a bar so everyone knows your business. 

~

“it might have started out that way but you know men and their egos.” she had one of her own and had been known to get in a few fights here and there but nothing like this. normally she dragged someone out of the bar as to make sure she didn’t get banned. “that sounds like an half decent plan. maybe you can distract one of them while i swipe their wallet and we can do that on their dime.” sounded a lot funner than having to pay it out of pocket. “you’d think, huh? some people want their cake and to eat it too. but if i’m honest, neither one of them look like a snack i’d want to have.”

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jameson-hawthorne​:

-

“A fucking onion,” he repeated. It was hard not to laugh at the absurdity of it all. It took him a beat to understand what she meant by it being on brand. The moment it clicked, a grin split his face and he started laughing. “That’s good. I hadn’t thought of that. but you’re right. Wonder if the irony’s lost on him or if he realizes he’s crying over an onion.” Jameson’s brows rose in shock. He couldn’t fathom the level of commitment and trust inherent in having someone’s name tattooed on you. He had tattoos in his sleeve that represented his siblings but not even their names were on him permanently. “What’s the story there? It’s gotta be a good one.”

~

“i say we get him drunk and then convince him that he needs a full fledge sleeve with all the vegetables. some random ones like rutabaga.” the kid sounded like the type that wouldn’t need much to be convinced to do anything if he felt that an onion was what he wanted as his first glorified tattoo, but maybe the same could be said about her. peering back at him, she cleared her throat. pulling up her shirt, she showed him her ribcage where a messed up bird was etched out. “it used to say taylor. i was young and drunk when i got it and dumber when i got it covered.”

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nicotorrcs​:

“Oh so you go around trying to win every man’s heart? And here I thought I was special,” Nico teases, a smirk on his lips. The man’s ego, admittedly, couldn’t be hurt. It should be– admittedly, someone has to deflate it a little bit. There’s never been a time where he’s been turned down and it actually hurt him though so he’s still waiting to meet his mental match. He brushes Andi’s comment off– letting it roll off his back. “Oh? So you have something in mind? What would you buy if you had as much money as you needed for it?” he asks, suddenly a little curious. If he had a bit more money, he’d buy his own beach house somewhere tropical but paying two mortgages instead of just using his parents’ beach home seemed idiotic– at least for now. “The reason’s always me, hun. I’m great company to keep,” he adds with a shrug, pouring her drink as he does. “I mean you’re already a hundred bucks richer and I’m pretty sure the girl behind you is a little envious. Oh– and the free booze. Seems like the winnings keep coming for you, Andi. Might just get luckier from here.”

~

“you can be special for the night.” andrea said with a smile as she looked him over. she hadn’t really seen anyone catch her interest but she was entirely convinced that nico was serious. either way, she didn’t want to capture anyone’s heart but their attention. nothing more. her eyes wander towards him at the mention of money and she chews her lower lip before pulling out her phone and then showing him a vintage mustang. the same car her brother wanted. “this car, probably.” it was sentimental for her. nothing she would really drive but to say that she had it in her possession was something she dreamt about every since he passed away. “don’t ask me why. i’m not getting into it.” not while she was drunk. she’d get emotional and she didn’t trust herself to stop crying. now he did have a point. keeping nico around seemed fruitful enough and if she had to fight a few girl’s off, she might be willing. “what do you get out of all of this? i know i’m hot but i saw the girl behind me pull down her shirt i almost saw her belly button.” she paused to look at him, “i’m gonna punch you if after all of this, you ask me for a handie or something.”