،، 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐓 .

𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘮𝘶 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 : 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘴 , 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘬𝘪

[taiintedsouls]

────    𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒 : 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘬𝘪

🅻🅾🅰🅳🅸🅽🅶 . . . . .

 ⠀ [  . . .  ]  ────   𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏 [ . . . ] ──── 𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐀

[taiintedsouls]

────      𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐀       ╱ feat . selin

IT WAS A ROUTINE AT THIS POINT ------ showing up at the police station . it started off every day and then a few times a week , then a few times a month and now it was very briefly . maybe once every two to three months and today , for some reason he decided to visit selin , the one : the only who seemed interested in solving this or just giving him some clarity . he sits across from her ❝  tell me , you have something --- anything ? i'm really out here starting to lose hope. ❞

[taiintedsouls]

────      𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐀       ╱ feat. pearl

PEARL WAS SOMEONE SPECIAL IN MAX’S LIFE ———- &. she had been a tremendous help with karolina after his wife vanished , not a trace of her around . he couldn’t do this on his own , he didn’t know what it was like to be a father. ❝ so are you going to tell me whatever it is , that you wanted to tell me since you walked through that door &. don’t tell me it’s nothing , I know you too damn well . ❞

[taiintedsouls]

────      𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐀      ╱ feat. ellie

IT WASN’T STRANGE ——— for max to be up late , if he wasn’t inside his office or with his daughter , he was working down at the ranch . small steps as he makes his way finally inside , the stable as sees his his beauty : his three million dollar beauty , as he approaches him slowly , he hears the stable door creak open ❝ hey , what’re you doing here so late ? ❞

[descrtreveriies-deactivated2026]

The air around him carried the faint trace of smoke and something darker, something dangerous. Something that would make most retreat, but not Sadie. She didn't scare that easily. She, too, could play that game and little did he know she'd learnt to play it from the best.

When he stole the piece of her breakfast, the smallest breath of a unamused laugh slipped out of her. The simple way she reached forward and dragged the plate back toward herself carrying more weight than words she could have used. "You're quite the philosopher." She mused over his briefly shared look on present and future. Resting her elbow on the table, her chin settled lightly against her knuckles as she studied him again — really studied him this time. "Accept defeat?" she repeated softly. One eyebrow lifted. "You’re very sure of yourself," she continued, voice calm but edged with something teasing. Sadie leaned forward slightly now, closing the space he’d leaned away from, her voice dropping just a touch. "But here’s the thing, honey," she added, her gaze fixed on his — and she'd always had a soft spot for blue eyes. "You’re talking like this is a game you already won." A small pause, deliberately made to allow her words sink in the space between them. "When in fact it's just starting." Her fingers tapped lightly against the table beside the plate before she cut another piece for herself. She held his gaze, unbothered by the closeness, the intensity, any of it. "I don’t scare easy, Tobias. And I definitely don’t ‘accept defeat’ just because some charming stranger says he always wins." A faint smile returned — softer this time, but no less challenging, as she popped the bite into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully. "If anything, that just makes me curious how you'll handle losing."

[taiintedsouls]

THERE WAS SOMETHING SICK ABOUT TOBIAS ——— he always seemed to find the most purest souls and want to take them for himself , it’s not an ego trip , it’s not prove anything to anyone it was something that he sensed : something that was missing inside of him , he thought. THE STRAWBERRY BLONDE , before him was the prime example of what he wanted , she was sure of herself but wasn’t obnoxious with it and he had given her a glimpse of some darkness : just a smidge and she had handled it with such grace that somehow it left him intrigued of who she was , what had she been through and what she wanted in life. ❛ philosopher , huh ? ❜ a small smirk makes its way to his brims as he watches her , turning into an enchantress in a glimpse of an eye . ❛ not sure of myself , unlike most people I know exactly who I am . ❜ he leans in closer to her , his arm now next to hers , digits grazing her elbow ❛ accepting defeat is not always so bad , sometimes accepting defeat is a release , a release very well needed . ❜ he stops and lets his nose practically graze hers ❛ you think I’m handsome darlin , are you flirting with me ? ❜ he says with a tilt of his head as he leans back to look at her eyes , right hand cups her face and lets his tongue briefly dips out to wet his brims ❛ how about we finish this conversation somewhere more private , what do you say ? ❜

[wildheartcd]

Azra rolls her eyes before she's even in the room and that's all to do with the shit eating grin that's on tobias' face. "Smug idiot." If she wasn't paid as much as she was, she'd have half a mind of turning around and leaving him to talk his way into a prison cell. "I was in the middle of a deep tissue massage when I got the call to come down here so don't piss me off, tobias. I'll leave your ass here. Orange wouldn't look half bad on you. Get me up to date." She needed a cigarette and a coffee with something stronger than dark roast right about now.

[taiintedsouls]

DID HE LOVE TO PISS PEOPLE OFF ————- &. azra was definitely at the top of the list , the smile never fading , if anything getting bigger as he makes his way to her ❛ not in public , you know what your dirty talk does to me ❜ he whispers as if it’s a secret . pushing her buttons he walks to her , a little closer. ❛ well , I’m sorry for disrupting your massage , but I can always make it up you and the guy shoved me and didn’t say sorry —— ❜ he stops waiting to see if she understood ❛ so , I made him say sorry . ❜ he adds on with a small shrug of his shoulders ❛ the guy doesn’t wanna press charges , this is basically a formality , I just don’t feel safe without you here , you know ? ❜

[whimsyhcrts]

"next time, just call me blondie .... or just jo," jolene replied. she knew that it was all in good spirits and fun, perhaps the best thing for everyone right now. the girl lets tobias have his word, taking in everything that he was saying. she had never had much of a real family, considering the mc to basically be her own. every last one of them had been there for her, even through her hardest days. "i will, i will. i haven't really noticed anything weird, have you?" she asked. "you don't have to worry too much about me, i've been through worst."

[taiintedsouls]

❛ BUY WHY DO THAT WHEN ITS SO MUCH FUN PISSING YOU OFF ————- ❜ he was very well aware that she wasn’t a fan of the nickname but it was just too much fun not to mess with her. he nodded as he hears her response regarding her being safe ❛ no , nothing just now wondering who we can trust and who we can’t , just keep your ears open for anything weird and I know that you can take care of yourself but just because bad shit has happened doesn’t mean that anymore should , so be alert is all I’m saying ❜ he gets up walking over to the kitchen and turning towards her ❛ you hungry ? ❜

[taiintedsouls]

────      𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐀       ╱ feat. austin

IF THERE WAS ONE THING ------- that maximiliano took no bullshit from , it was regarding his daughter . he had not been entirely focused on her and it wasn't until he heard the loud THUMP echoing from across the room and her hazel hues filling with tears . it seemed like hours after he called a doctor house visit that they still had not arrived , he watched intently as austin examined her , getting up from the chair , he makes his way towards the doctor ❝  okay , so what ? are you done , how long does it take to make a damn assesment on a three year old , shes not even thirty five pounds ------ ❞

[taiintedsouls]

tag drop !

[taiintedsouls]

( manny montana, 38 year old, him/he ) you’ve seen maximiliano jesus davila before. maybe at the bar. maybe outside the general store. maybe walking out of somewhere they shouldn’t have been. they’ve been in paradise valley all their life, working as the davila ranch owner, and carrying themselves like someone who knows exactly where they stand in a place where loyalties are complicated. they give off cowboy hat, working hands and devilish grin energy and seem neutral for the expansion that presses on the nerve of boundary and border — though no one’s quite sure if that’s a moral stance or a survival tactic. ( kiki, 29, she/her , est )

maximiliano jesús dávila was born at the strike of midnight, not a second early or a minute late. " el ñiño de la noche " the child of the night as his mother used to like to say , his mind wandered whenever the moon presented itself to him and he didn’t know quite why , his grandmother used to say that it was because all the great ones were looking down on him. being the only child to the davila’s , some might have thought that would make it , selfish and egotistical but actually it was far from that . his father and his mother made sure that he followed on his manners and ethics that he was raised on.

His father was old school and that meant that so were the beatings, no matter how logical he was and how much he tried to make sense of things , his father always saw something wrong with his approach. something to pick at that wasn’t perfect and dealing with words and a facade wasn’t how he wanted to live his life, he knew that if he took over that things would have to be done differently. things had to change in order for prosperity to be the result : something that his father was not fond of .

&. boy was there change, it came to a point where he found someone to share his life with : someone that his parents adored and the women that he wanted to spend the rest if his life with and for the first time in a while , maximiliano did not dread , going to bed because he had her and a sweet bundle of hoy that was just a few months : a beautiful baby girl . as predicted his father was too old to continue running the ranch and his time was finally here , wanting to share the good news with his wife , he races to her but finds no sigh of her whatsoever —— no clue at all on where she would be or where she could have gone.

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and he had to come to the realization that something happened to her, something or someone because he couldn’t imagine why she would leave him and their baby girl of just a few months old ? He had a way of doing things that were not up to other ranchers standards and his anger at times wasn’t the best but he did what he could ——— he tried and wasn’t that all that mattered to make a marriage work ?

turns out that’s not the case in this story : in his story because not only did he have a ranch to take care of while dealing with raising a child but now he had to fight for his home and maybe playing dirty was just what he had to do .

[caelumvult]

there  had  always  been  plenty  that  ronan  considered  normal  ,  things  most  people  would  find  anything  but  .  violence  .  chaos  .  fingers  being  pointed  in  every  direction  .  they'd  been  constant  enough  in  his  life  that  he  could  brush  them  off  ,  treat  them  like  just  another  tuesday  .  ❝  should  i  be  pouting  like  you  then  ,  aye  ?  ❞ he  asked  ,  a  faint  smirk  tugging  at  the  corners  of  his  mouth  .  ❝  what's  yer  plan  then  ?  go  in  guns  blazing  ,  all  john  wick  style  ?  ❞

[taiintedsouls]

THERE WAS A REASON ———- why he could sit here and talk like this to ronan and not get pissed ❛ no , this is where we think about what the fuck to do and not sit here with our thumbs up on our ass . ❜ he was a little aggravated , bad shit just kept happening and it’s starting to feel close to home ❛ no but we need to do something ——— ❜ he makes a small pause and looks at ronan and proceeds to speak ❛ have you noticed anyone that’s been acting weird lately —— anyone that we shouldn’t trust , maybe your seeing something I’m not ? ❜ he makes a small pause , wondering if maybe roman was right to question about what’s being said ❛ or maybe im just fucking paranoid . ❜

[dissenteds]

"you  should  care,"  the  outlaw  stated  as  blue  eyes  slightly  narrowed  as  he  regarded  his  sergeant  at  arms  in  front  of  him,  a  man  that'd  been  a  longtime  friend  and  loyal  to  him  and  the  club.  "you're  third  in  the  chain  of  command.  you  should  probably  know  what  the  fuck  is  going  on."  there  was  something  dark  in  roman's  rasped  voice.  his  shoulders  were  already  feeling  the  weight  of  what  was  about  to  come  down  on  them.  "the  syndicate  is  gonna  make  us  their  fall  guy.  history  proves  that."  there  was  also  their  expansion  toward  paradise  valley  to  consider  and  the  way  the  ranching  community  east  was  pushing  back  against  it.  the  syndicate  had  been  working  at  the  mc  president  to  use  force  and  invade  cowboy  territory.  now  a  major  strike  had  been  levied.  "i  know  how  convincing  they  can  sound.  i  know  some  might  fold  under  the  kind  of  cash  the  syndicate  can  offer."  briefly  roman  eyed  one  of  the  deputies  inching  a  little  closer.  "i'm  not  blaming  or  accusing  anyone.  we  need  to  get  ahead  of  this  before  all  the  decisions  are  made  for  us.  i'm  not  gonna  get  us  trapped  between  the  syndicate  and  the  cowboys."

[taiintedsouls]

ROMAN WAS THE REASON ------- why he had a family , why he was treated the way that he was from the start , he could have done it on his own but this was his family , roman saw how hard things were with his mom and her erratic behavior and especially after his brothers death , he opened the doors to his family and his life and he would always be grateful for that and that’s why most than likely , anything that roman told him : he did and it wasn’t out of anything but loyalty : they were brothers. he didn’t have to ask why , he just needed roman to see the bigger picture in this whole situation ❛ do I think we should close ranks and figure out what the fuck is going on , because if we’re questioning who knows what —— who the fuck do we really trust ? ❜ he understood where roman was coming from , he understood is too well . he was never a fan of the syndicate , they were the problem to all of this and he knew it from the start , he didn’t need proof . ❛ that’s the thing rome , this is me not speaking to the president : this is me speaking to my friend , we need to be smart about this rome , we can’t be out here wondering who we can trust and not trust , whatever we do : we do it within the inner circle no one knows anything outside of that : let’s do this shit the right way , I’m solid , not going anywhere - are you ? ❜ he knew the answer was no but whatever happens , whatever shit showed up next , he’d be there to ride another day .

[whimsyhcrts]

"my name isn't kid," jo was quick to correct the older man. she was well aware of her age, being more on the younger sider among the mc members. still, based purely off live experiences - she considered herself way older than a juvenile. "suit yourself, i'm not gonna make you talk if you're not going to," she shook her head. there was no use in it, the best she could was make him aware that she'd always be a listening ear though. "me? guess i've been handling it ... alright? not sure what else to say. think it might get worse before it gets better."

[taiintedsouls]

❛ MY APOLOGIES —— ❜ he smiles as he hears her quick rebuttal on the nickname ❛ you know that when I call you " kid " I’m not actually calling you an actual kid and it’s jus not worth talking about it at this point , we live and we die : there is no more on it and sometimes it just takes a toll on you , that’s it . ❜ he adds on and listens to the femme at her response to his previous inquiry ❛ just promise me you’ll be careful and if you hear or see anything , please tell me as soon as possible ——- I’m not in the position to be losing anyone else at this moment ❜ he turned to her and let his hues scan her features ❛ i got you , okay ? ❜

[dcvilsransom]

Admittedly, Leyla couldn’t claim to know Tobias all that well, but she knew enough to realize that when the words left his lips, she couldn’t simply pretend that she hadn’t overheard them. “Jesus Christ,” she murmured into the rim of her espresso martini, “If you’re thinking of becoming a motivational speaker, don’t quit your day job.” Of course, her teasing response was packed with her usual sass and snark, but as she set her glass down and actually turned to look at him, she could see the threads of distress woven into his features and swallowed thickly. From what little she did know about him, this display felt out of character, more intense in a way she couldn’t readily put a finger on. “Do you want to talk about it…or?” She offered, rather than opting to stick her foot further into her mouth.

[taiintedsouls]

OPENING UP LIKE THIS ———- wasn’t something that tobias did , ever . the fact that he had allowed himself to get to this point infuriated him . a small chuckle escapes his brims as he hears her verbiage on the matter of his current state ❛ could you imagine me —— as a motivational speaker ? me in a suit and tie —— insatiable ❜ he says with a quirk of his brow as he looked at her , the ghost of his brothers memory still holding on but he pushes it to the back of his mind , those thoughts were only welcome when he was alone . ❛ please , I’m perfectly fine . ❜ he quipped rather quickly before she could even finish her sentence ❛ oh and by the way you tell anyone about this and I’ll gut you like a fish . ❜ he added with the usual boyish grin on his face and just like that he was back ❛ enough about me —- how you doing , you know after everything EVERYTHING ? ❜

[descrtreveriies-deactivated2026]

She'd been taught not to trust men — especially the type, who hid behind coy smiles and charm. A man with charm is a very dangerous thing. Sadie had heard those words once, she couldn't recall the exact time and place, but did it really matter? It was valid, even when she was lucky to never have experienced men's betrayal. Her sarcasm was her weapon against any advances and the one thing to make her fall in her own trap. She didn't flinch back when he inched closer; always taught to hold her ground. It was the inquiry, which followed, that unraveled her. Or rather the fact she didn't know how to answer it. The things she wanted had nothing to do with the question itself. The corner of her mouth twitched. “What I want?” she repeated, considering the question like it deserved an actual answer. Because did it, in fact? "You know, you're contradicting yourself here — you either get what you want or you act as a gentleman and hope for the best. There's no inbetween." Sadie leaned forward just slightly then, closing a fraction of the space he’d taken, her voice dropping a notch. "I want..." A small pause followed, her gaze lingering on his. "Honesty." She said simply, the hint of a smirk returning. "Someone who knows what he wants is good," she added. "But someone who knows why he wants it? Now that’s a little more interesting, Tobias." Her head tilted again and she let his name sit there between them before finishing, almost lightly. “So I guess the real question is… do you? I mean you just said it yourself — we're practically strangers to each other.”

[taiintedsouls]

if there was something that tobias did not struggle with was an exterior self image look , he was very well aware of that and he didn’t care as cocky or full of himself as he sounded because to him they are distractions , emotions distractions that are just there for the time being , he doesn’t get know anyone past a few nights : he can’t allow himself to care for people , but he has to admit that he wants to get to know this girl : whoever she is . he is testing her limits and she’s responding just like he wants her to , regardless of it all : it’s a cat and mouse game —— something he does and enjoys very much : the thrill and the chase , maybe for him or maybe for her . her features cause the boyish grin to return to his brims once again ——- ❛ I think, your completely wrong actually ❜ he stated as he tilts his head to the side , as if he’s examining some new species that hasn’t been discovered yet ❛ &. I’m going to tell you , why you are wrong darlin , you see regardless of the situation i am a gentlemen but me being a gentlemen doesn’t take away the fact that I step into a situation already knowing the outcome ——- so when I tell you that I get what I want , I always do and I don’t have to lie to get it , honesty is what you want and honestly is what you will get from me . ❜ sweet features had vanished and in place was a stone cold poker face ❛ why is irrelevant , tomorrow isn’t promised so you just worry about the present and make sure you die doing what you love . ❜ that was his code and that is what he lives by ------ day in and day out . lips basically so close he could smell what she had on , it smelled sweet but yet floral. oceanic hues trail back to him as he tilts his head to the side slightly ❛ so tell me baby girl , what’s it going to be —— accept defeat , it’s the easier way to go , don’t pan me out to be like every one else , I don’t have to lie or sugarcoat to get what I want or who I want , for the matter ❜ he leans back taking a piece of her pancake and plopping it into his mouth ❛ rebuttal , concerns , comments ? ❜ the cheshire grin back on his features once more : very jekyll and hyde.

[dcvilsransom]

WHERE // Aces & Eights MC Clubhouse WITH // Tobias Beauchamp, @taiintedsouls

Rio was restless, and rather than go home and fight for sleep he knew wouldn’t come to him, he’d stayed behind at the clubhouse, tidying up here and there just to occupy his mind so it didn’t have the chance to linger on the bitter weight clasped around the town’s throat. There’d been enough of that over the last several days, enough to make him feel as though he was still behind bars, forever waiting for the other shoe to drop. Perhaps he should have known that the outside wouldn’t feel much different, but Rio would be wrong if he said he’d been expecting high profile murder to be one of the twists awaiting him upon his release.  He’d just finished up cleaning the bathroom when he walked out into the main room and saw Tobias there, alone. By now, he’d thought everyone else had either turned in for the night or gone home, leaving him to his own devices. And yet it appeared Rio wasn’t the only creature that stirred well into the middle of the night. “Hey,” he started, propping the broom he’d been using up against the nearest wall, “didn’t realize you were still here.” Raking a hand through his hair with a tired sigh, he stepped behind the bar, “Need anything before I head out?” He asked, though nothing about his demeanor signaled any real hurry to leave. What would greet him if he did? Just more and more thoughts, growing louder by the second. “Beer oughta be cold by now,” it was an invitation as much as it was anything else with Rio’s reluctance to leave becoming more glaringly obvious. If he stayed, would it at least give him a chance to pick Tobias’s brain and potentially normalize all that he was thinking and feeling?

[taiintedsouls]

things weren’t particularly working in his favor , he had a emotional outburst just a day ago and he was still recovering from the embarrassment of it . he had never allowed anyone to see him in this manner , never had he allowed himself to be so weak that he lost sight of what he wanted and who he was. to add to the mess , he had also been seeing sabrina a lot more often and he was sure she was becoming a crutch for him and that was the last thing that he needed and to top it off seeing pearl shook something in him , something that had been buried a long time ago and he didn’t need this shit right now , he needs to focus and move forward. hence him being at the clubhouse hours after everyone has already left , he couldn’t go home right now because if he did , then a pretty brunette would be waltzing in within minutes of arriving and he couldn’t deal with that right now : attachment’s were a no-no in tobias guidelines . so , he stayed behind and decided to proceed and linger smoking a joint here and there and drinking. the voice echoed and disrupted him from his thoughts ❛ hey man , sup ! ❜ the new prospect , he had heard about him but hadn’t had the time to ride with him or even have more than two conversations. ❛ yeah just needed to clear my head man and nah , I’m good . ❜ he picks up the glass container still a three finger pour and actually offers the bottle to the homme before him ❛ take a seat , tell me a bit about yourself . ❜ he added as he took his feet off the table and sat straight ❛ how does it feel to be a free man ? ❜

[taiintedsouls]

────      𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏       ╱ feat. azra

tobias was a frequent visitor of the police station , as he grew up in the club he realized that there is certain shit you can get away with. even now , he smiles as he says goodbye to the receptionist and is handed back his belongings after last nights brawl , a small smirk plastered on rough features ❛ have I ever told you , how much I love you ? ❜ he inquired sticking his hands in his pockets as he makes his way to her ❛ in my defense ——- I was in a bad mood. ❜