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introuble-now · 2 years
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ride or die | seth (looper) x f!reader
summary : You weren't the kind of girl to stick around. But Kansas City had its ways of getting under your skin. Or maybe it was just Seth. Seth made you want to stay.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four
note : just a fluffy meet-cute, seth getting himself into trouble but what’s new, i just love him and he deserves more attention, shout-out to @creme-bruhlee for a banger last name ☺️
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Indie. Everyone called you that, and not in a cute way, more in an annoying way. You’re too independent. Oh, look, she thinks she’s independent, kind of way. Always with the mocking tone, most generally from the mouth of your boss, leering over the counter at you. Nobody who you liked called you Indie. Not that you had very many people left that you liked.
It wasn’t that you were picky with friends or anything, it was just, that people didn’t stick around in your experience. It was fine though, you didn’t stick around often either. You tended to sit on the edge of your seat, ready to bolt. But, to your recent dismay, turns out you kind of like Kansas City.
Indie, or not, you kind of like the bookshop you worked at. Kaden, your boss, wasn’t in most days, and you had the place to yourself. It was tiny, and ancient, half the lights above your head busted. And it smelled nice, old and dusty in a cozy way, instead of a moldy way, like at home. 
Your time passed inside an insignificant bookshop, down a forgotten Kansas City downtown road, with even a few physical copies in the back. You played the music you liked, would read anything that caught your eye, and sometimes carved doodles into the counter. And then, Kansas City offered something else to like. There was him.
On a Monday, like every Monday, the shop was empty. Until it wasn’t. He was tall and thin, wearing a cheap-looking gray leather jacket, folded like a suit jacket. Smudged eyeliner and sandy hair pulled back, a few strands hanging by his eyes. Green eyes, quiet, like olives when they met yours. He looked startled, crashing in through the front door, fast, almost tripping over himself. 
“Oh,” He said, staring. “M’sorry. Thought it was abandoned.”
“Not yet.” You laughed, leaning back in the chair behind the counter, swallowing slowly. You hadn’t been expecting anyone, just swaying alone to the music peacefully, until he interrupted. You hoped you didn’t look as irritated as you felt.
You waited for him to leave. He didn’t.
“Has this place always been here?” He asked.
“I don’t know. Been here a while, I think.”
“Oh.”
You ruffled slightly, looking over his head, than back at his face. He looked like trouble. Looked like a Looper. Maybe even high on something.
“Can I help you with anything?” You asked gently, prodding.
“Uhh—“ He began, before the door just behind him opened suddenly, eyes searching for you. It was Kaden, his graying buzzcut peaking partly through the door, gaze fixed on you, barely giving the guy a glance.
“Indie, be a dear, and unplug the acoustics for me. Electric bill is up my ass, yeah?”
“Sure thing.” You muttered, deflating slightly, as you nodded at him. 
He looked to the Looper, fleeting quick judgement, a smile playing at his lips.
“She taking care of you?” He asked, leaning on the syllables long enough to make you uncomfortable. The Looper looked between you and Kaden, and nodded, offering a small smile.
“She’s been really helpful.” He’s quiet but earnest, and you almost smile back him. Kaden pays no mind.
“Good.” He says, before backing out, closing the door.
“You’re name is Indie?”
“No.” You say flatly, hopping down from your seat to unplug the music. He shifts on his feet uncomfortably. “He thinks it’s funny, I guess.”
“It’s kind of cute.” He says, like it slips out, and you can tell when you look up he regrets it. His face turns red, and his eyes lock onto his shoes. It’s sweet, you think, chuckling lightly. He looks up, hearing you, looking devastated until he sees your smile. There’s a soft look in his eye then.
A shout comes from down the street, muffled through the door, and his face drops.
“Shit.” He says under his breath, starting to back up. “Sorry, it was nice to— I’ve gotta, I’ll just go.” He trips over himself, reaching for the door suddenly.
“Are they looking for you?” You ask, watching him as he deflates. He nods.
He thought the place was abandoned, and he was surprised because he was looking for somewhere to hide. You should’ve picked up on it, too distracted by your music, and his smile, to think clearly. And he was now going to, what? Go out to meet them, because he’d stalled in here? 
You didn’t know what he’d done to piss whoever off, but you knew, meeting them in the street, in this downtown, was bad idea. Loopers were always in trouble, and you didn’t want to hear about another one, this one, getting peeled up dead in an alley by tomorrow.
“Hop over the counter.” You say, the idea stuck to roof of your mouth.
He stares. “What?”
“Hop over the counter, idiot. You can hide here, just until they pass.”
He stares at you a little longer, that soft look back, a bit of disbelief hanging there. Then the shout comes again, closer this time, and he startles into action, sliding over the counter. He crouches beside you, holding his breath when your front door rattles, opening.
Busy day.
Three men come waltzing in, laughing and jeering as they enter, the sound echoing like hyenas. Two fan out into the shop, stalking down aisles and whistling as they go. The other, ginger with the scruffy beginnings of a beard, and hungry blue eyes comes towards you. You force a smile as he gets closer. He leans on the counter, breathing heavily just in front of you. 
He smells like alcohol and mildew.
“Any business lately?”
Normally, you’d probably say something snarky, but you’re hyperaware of who’s crouching just behind the counter. No need to draw attention.
“Just the usual. Anything I can help you find?” You ask, trying to keep polite.
The Looper is so close beside you, you can feel him shift on his feet slightly, trying to keep steady, and his fingertips brush your thigh briefly. You bite you lip, holding in a shiver as goosebumps rise just beneath your jeans. Get ahold of yourself.
“No, baby. We’ll find him.” The guy at the counter looks you up and down slowly, smirking. “Have I seen you around before?”
You hold your breath, keeping your smile stuck on your face, even as he reaches his hand out like he’s about to touch you. Your knuckles whiten against the counter. The Looper, still hidden, shifts again and you can’t see his face, but you can imagine he’s getting nervous. Maybe even indignant, you’d like to think, with how this creep is talking to you.
But it won’t help either of you if he comes out from his hiding place in the heat of the moment. You move a hand slowly to the top of his head; rubbing your thumb over the crown of his hair gently. He freezes beneath your touch.
You force a light laugh, keeping the red-headed guy’s eyes on you. “No, I don’t think so.”
“Maybe we should change that.” His smirk widens, seemingly encouraged.
His posse comes out from the back of the shop finally, drawing his attention away. They shake their heads, bouncing on their knees, ready to continue the hunt further down the road. One has his hand rested on a handgun tucked in his belt.
“That’s alright.” You say mildly. “I’m not really interested.”
The guy clicks his tongue, looking between you and his gang, starting to back towards the door.
“It’s too bad. Maybe you’ll change your mind.” He slips a card towards you, with his number scrawled on it. You barely spare it a glance. He winks.
They’re out the door, and down the road, within the next few minutes. You and the Looper stay still, breathing heavily as you wait for the sound of them to fade out. He starts to stand slowly, and you slump slightly in relief.
“God, he’s an asshole.” You mutter. 
He laughs, genuine and heartily, looking over softly. “My name’s Seth. Seth Pryce.”
You nod, smiling. “Nice to meet you, Seth.”
“Oh, Indie,” He chuckles, looking out the window, towards the gang. “I owe you one. I’m pretty sure Kid Blue was out for blood this time.”
“You owe me several, pretty boy. Was that a joke? His breath was awful.” You gag for emphasis and his smile widens. The sight of it makes you feel warm.
Indie.
Okay, maybe, there was one person you liked that called you that.
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stuckinapril · 4 months
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friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me
#It’s just so different#even though it’s public it still feels secret and safe. i feel comfy sharing a lot more on here than I do in my actual day to day life lol#in my head I’m also just speaking to myself 90% of the time which helps#if a friend off tumblr saw my thoughts I’d feel so weird ab it#esp bc they might get the vagueposting about certain situations and tell mutual friends#no thank u. this is for me. I’m not about to start censoring my thoughts bc someone I know knows my tumblr#u guys literally saw me have LIVE BREAKDOWNS#meanwhile I’ll have the worst fucking day in history and tell no one about it. I’m already cripplingly private but way more so in real life#this is basically a low stress journaling outlet for me. it’s so important for me to maintain the separation#like this is actually my diary & has been so handy for letting out emotions / articulating thoughts / staying on track !!#& I’ve met so many kind people on here who actually get me. which is so hard to find irl bc I’m surrounded by pre-med gunners/overachievers#who are by standard not very good w emotion & can be competitive/judgmental. or at least it’s hard for me to be vulnerable in front of them#and I’m part of that crowd so I reserve my emotions only to a handful of very close friends#it’s nice to hop on here and express negative emotions!! or positive emotions!! just whatever I want and it’s low stress and people get me#I don’t have to worry about judgment or competitiveness etc etc#like everyone on here is so kind & nice & understanding. & just a breath of fresh air from the types I run w. it’s just nice to have this#so idk that’s why I think I’ll always be strict about keeping the worlds separate. it just works#p
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thrill-kill-kult · 7 months
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puppyeared · 6 months
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its so hard to watch time pass when things like careers and assignments exist. what do you mean im supposed to take that seriously
#I have an assignment that was due a week ago and I really really dont want to do it. I have to but i dont want to#im probably making it worse because my brain has built a wall around it so now i can’t do literally anything else until thats done. but#because I don’t want to do it I’m just kinda stuck. turns out this is what they meant when they said emotional regulation is part of#exec dysfunction.. I’ll have a thought like if I get a little bit of it done now i can get it over with. I can just submit something#and then not even 5 minutes later itll be like ugh but I have to draw all the assets out. I have to write things and make spreads ugh#and its just flopping between those two things. i hate it when ppl are like well how much time do you need to work on one thing#because BOY id love to know too. I’d love to know exactly when my brain wants to cooperate with me and work around that but I cant#even my period can’t decide when it wants to punch me in the stomach. which is kinda funny in the grand scheme of things but still#its so weird im just lying on my bed thinking abt all this like damn.. the time will pass anyways no matter what I decide to do.. damn….#if I submit that assignment now and take the L I literally won’t die. it’ll just be a deduction on an assignment nobody will ask me about#I know this but I’m still stressing myself about it so my thoughts aren’t really connecting to my body. weird#maybe its because Im having a hard time looking forward to things. theres definitely a lot I should be living for but I don’t really feel#a strong attachment to it I guess? it’s been like this for a while with holidays and meeting with friends so I just don’t#I kinda figured its because im pretty passionless and its more like passing interest. but it’s not very fun when it feels like I’m going to#be living distraction to distraction for the next 70 years or so lol#idk it kind of feels like slowly bleeding out. which is funny because I actually did experience blood loss this week#had a 30 minute nosebleed and literally could not stand. also it felt like someone was pinching the back of my brain which was interesting#yapping#does this count as vent#vent#Ive just been making an oc carrd and contemplate changing my blog header for the past 3 days honestly
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housecow · 1 day
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Girl please stop romanticizing obesity, it will literally kill you eventually (and I know it’s not the first time someone says it to you). Like are you even ok? Romanticizing being immobile & being humiliated on the street? Why would you even aspire to this? For some attention of questionable men on this app? Girl they don’t deserve you. This message comes from a place of concern, it is not intended as an insult. You said you want a career in the future, maybe focus on that, I’m not sure how possible it is do all that while being immobile or having whatever condition.
omfg 😭 i apologize for writing little stories to get myself off, i guess?? lmfao. i have a fetish. i state clearly in my bio that this is what to expect. sorry im horny posting anonymously on tumblr.com ???? stop being weird when u don’t even belong in these spaces
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skelecentral · 9 months
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Sans x you week Day 1: Fallen King
Event hosted by @sansxyouweek 💞💞
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piratespencil · 6 months
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I need someone to make a gif of Fearne pulling her tits out of her marsupial pouch and put it next to a gif of Veth fitting her tits into that armour that one time. Cinematic parallels.
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gracebethartacc · 4 months
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soooo I had a lore idea earlier that ties into the rewrite really well,,,,,,
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Poor unfortunate souls am I right :)
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ghosts-cyphera · 4 months
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hey it’s lo !! hi !! just quickly sliding in to say thank you to everyone who interacted with my post last night. I was really, really deep down in the pit and even though I wasn’t in any immediate danger, your love and help and support did get me through the night.
though I’m so, so incredibly sorry to see how many of you have struggled with suicidal thoughts, it also means a lot to see that I’m not alone with this. thank you so, so much for the reminder.
sending you all so incredibly much love right now, my darlings 💗 lo out !!
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persephonaae · 24 days
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This is not the wig I’m gonna use, I just threw on an old wig to see if this would be the color I wanted to get, but I’m 100% not lying when I said I’m gonna cosplay chimera Falin, mark my words I will find some way to engineer that
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tariah23 · 10 months
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Ohhh, the animated trailer for the Remnant game is gorgeous!???
ALSO, GIL 😭…
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Old man Li Shuwen, Circe…. The blue haired servant has a really nice design as well.
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rollercoasterwords · 1 month
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You have probably answered this before, but have you ever considered becoming a published author ? Your writing style is soo good
sure lol i’ve considered it but the older i’ve gotten & the more i’ve learned abt how the publishing industry actually works the less it’s become a priority… “author” was like my dream job as a kid but it takes a lot of time & money & connections that i simply don’t have rn 2 write & publish novels so! maybe one day i’ll give it a go but 4 now i’m more focused on writing & publishing nonfiction articles/research as part of my work…of course that is not something i will make money from lol but it’s what i’ve gotta do if i want a shot at building a career in my desired field so. current priority lies there…
anyway appreciate the compliment glad u enjoy my writing <3 let’s all hold hands & enjoy it 4 free…
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canon-gabriel-quotes · 3 months
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alright who is going to draw the bunny x gabe art (only stream watching andys will know)
you can’t be a wimp about it either it needs to be exactly what he said. uncensored. which means it would not get reposted here.
You have to be authentic, not in it for clout, you’re in it for glory. Doing what must be done.
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tj-crochets · 5 months
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I got distracted from sewing by a craft kit a friend sent me, so now I have a Stitch picture to put on my wall!
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beetornado · 2 years
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EVERYTIME I watch The Good Place I love it more. It’s like “oh haha silly comedy” and then “ you are crying and also sobbing. You love these characters like they were friends” and I wish I could have it as a nicely bound hardcover book so I could keep it in my bookshelf.
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slythernnn · 1 month
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Decided to hop on the Hozier challenge bandwagon lol
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