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[mxteoreyes]

@celestevdb

‘‘yo red, you sure-- y’don’t want to join me in kickin’ some ass? maybe get one in an’ yer’ done?’‘

[mxteoreyes]

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      she  hears  the  spanish  mutters  at  her  side  and  knows  he  is  at  her  side  before  she  even  sees  him.  the kick has her breaking out in laughter, and she finally turns to look at her fellow anarchy member.  “  oh yeah, i’m fine.  “  she shrugs her shoulders,  seeing no big problem having unfolded.  “  nice touch though.  “  she smirks at him.

‘‘sometimes y’gotta kick some sense into the idiots, mijita.’‘ mateo flashes a smirk in her direction, motioning for a drink his way. he rubs his hands together in thought, lips pursing as he stares down at the guy on the floor. ‘‘we can just toss him outside? maybe someone will lay claim to him?’‘

[melancholaes]

it  comes  with  the  territory  of  working  at  a  dingy  dive  of  a  bar.  the  advances  and  comments  that  would  make  a  sane  person’s  skin  crawl,   but  truthfully,  ren  had  grown  rather  desensitized  to  it  all.  that  is  until  she  is  walking  around  the  bar,  and  one  hand  reaches  out  to  touch  her.  reflex  acts  for  her,   and  she  grabs  the  hand  just  inches  from  her  bare  skin,   and  twists  the  stranger’s  arm.  down  he  caves  to  his  knees,  groaning  out  in  pain  and  spewing  pet  names  and  an  apology.  she  looks  at  him.   “  so  not  your  doll  face.  “     she  mutters,  dropping  his  hand  and  stepping  away  from  him.

[mxteoreyes]

mateo acts on impulse, maybe it.. it was the fact some creep was harassing a fellow gang member, who knew? but he sees the sight and finishes off his beer, immediately moving to join her side. there’s a string of cuss words that escape him in spanish, and he kicks the guy in the face out of frustration. ‘’--you good?’’ mateo mumbles, turning to look at her.

[reticcnts-deactivated20200420]

he doesn’t know how he ended up sleeping in some random house instead of his own - but he figured based on the other sleeping people in the living room as he walks out that he’d fallen asleep there last night, and he finds his phone in his pocket to see it was only 5am, “ thought i was the only one up.” he raises his brows with a small smirk, walking into the kitchen where he saw someone

[mxteoreyes]

‘‘nah dude, i’m an early riser. don’t sleep much these days, but there’s coffee... and shit on the stove if y’want.’‘ he motions to the stove while taking a from his cup. 

[ofancrchy]

              small framed brunette makes her way down the sidewalk, well aware of the following footsteps behind her. steps continue as she turns into the nearing alley, turning swiftly on her heels and aiming her now exposed blade at the other, not quite registering their features. ❝ what the fuck do you think you’re doing ?? ❞ 

[mxteoreyes]

just as fast as her weapon is drawn, he draws his own as well-- aiming it at her with a shake of his head. ‘’WATCHIN’ you, mari. i know you can take care of yourself, but-- ‘s not gon’ stop me from bein’ your brother.’’

[thequotejournals]

I want to talk about what happened without mentioning how much it hurt. There has to be a way. To care for the wounds without reopening them. To name the pain without inviting it back into me.

Lora Mathis, If There’s A Way Out I’ll Take It (via thequotejournals)