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wiidvw · 2 days
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my only flex is that i have the same birthday as my fav jazz singer(ella fitzgerald).
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wiidvw · 9 days
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lets be fr dallas is def the type of person to say, "where's my hug at," or somethin like that.
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wiidvw · 12 days
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What's Going On in Haiti Rn
tldr: barbeque (leader of revolutionary gang, isnt a cannibal btw) says hes trying to liberate Haiti to free the oppressed groups in Haiti from not only the rich ppl who live in Haiti but also from imperialism so Haiti can get better, but moving along from that, theres canals being built in Haiti so Haitians can actually make their own food and won’t rely in others
alright, I’m making this post, not only because I dont see many people talking about it, but also because they just aren't really telling the exact full story and theyre only using what the western media is saying and not really using any haitian sources or anything like that, for this post Im NOT picking sides or anything of the sort, I just want people to be more aware of what's actually going on in haiti
so where all of this gang stuff is going down is in the CAPITAL of Haiti, this isn't going on all across the country, everything really violent is happening in PORT AU PRINCE As you know, there's this man called barbecue who is essentially running Port Au Prince with his gang or group or whatever you want to call it, no Barbecue didn't get his name because he's a cannibal or anything like that, he got it because his mom would sell chicken for people in his neighborhood. The cannibal claims that were going all around on social media was spread by alt right twitter users like elon musk and some other famous alt right twitter users.
NOW when it comes to the gangs in Haiti, what Barbecue is trying to do is "liberate this country, once and for all"(in his own words not mines), and he's done that by trying to bring together all the past gangs of Haiti and they've formed this one big group called "Revolutionary Forces of the G9 Family and Allies" or I'll just call them G9, and now they control 80% of Port Au Prince and many civilians themselves who live in poverty and terrible conditions are with them because they just want a life with rights to healthcare, education, and housing, things that are hard to get because of politicians and rich people oppressing them and taking away their resources and forcing them to live with the scraps. Another group of people who's followed him is this group of men he's broke out of jail. In this jail as far as I know, these people were never actually given trials or anything and they as well were forced into terrible living conditions with, lack of food, space, that kinda thing. When it comes to G9 getting the prime minister, Ariel Henry, to step down, the reason why they wanted him to step down (as far as i remember) was because he just pushing the election for a new president back and back each time, and people were/are under the impression that he just wanted to get more power. On top of that Ariel Henry WAS NEVER SWORN INTO HIS POSITION, and after the Haitian president's assassination in 2021, INSTEAD of working with Haitian civil society groups that were open to give solutions to fix the situation, the US, Canada, France, and other places, put their trust into Ariel Henry, and saw him as the connection to the Haitian public. Henry is now not in Haiti and is in Puerto Rico, essentially exiled from Haiti. Now dont take this as me putting Barbecue in this shining light, he did use to be a police officer, and he has closed off Port Au Prince from the rest of the country and people are finding it hard to get food, water, go to school, and much much more, Im just laying out what's happening and his goal as he says it. If you want more info, watch some interviews Barbeque has done.
When it come to the US intervening or ANY country for that matter intervening is because in the past, forcing interventions in haiti has only led to worse. There was terrible treatment to the citizens and they stole money, their only way of intervening was literally through weapons against innocent civilians. Many haitians do NOT want any country, especially the US coming near them AT ALL because theyre are scared for what theyre going to do to them and their livelihoods, and you can't blame them one bit, the US is quite literally a genocidal empire who only looks out for itself.
ON SOME MORE BRIGHTER NEWS, idk if you heard, but theres this canal thats close to being finished, that will allow Haitian farmers to grow and make their own foods so Haiti wont have to rely on other places of getting stuff like rice!! The canal gets water from the massacre river however, Dominican politicians dont like that and are claiming that the canal will weaken the water supply of the river, despite the DR having like 11 canals using the river and Haiti has 1 (the one being built rn). To slow down the water flow going into the canal, Dominican officals have these pumps that are constantly flowing to take away water from the canal, however the canal is still able to flow a good amount of water into Haiti, to Haitian farmers :)
on top of that, Haitian farmers in another part of Haiti has gotten inspired to take action to make their OWN canal (that has NOTHING to do with the massacre river before yall start) and are currently making their own canal so they can have water so WOOOO🇭🇹🇭🇹🇭🇹🇭🇹
anyways pls share and make sure to listen to Haitian voices and media to understand whats going on, dont use media from the same niggas that assisted a Dominican dictator that committed a Haitian genocide :P
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wiidvw · 25 days
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share as much information as possible about Palestine, don’t pretend you’re not aware of what’s going on :)
"Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim"
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wiidvw · 30 days
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𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝐷𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑥 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 ! 𝐹𝑒𝑚 ! 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟.
𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑀𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑛 ! 𝐷𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠
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First off, I LOVE to break it to you all, but Dallas Winston LOVES black women.
His crushes are Ice Spice, Rubi Rose and Megan Thee Stallion
Listens to mostly rap tbh. Def listens to Kendrick Lamar, Kanye, and Tyler, the Creator(my king fr<3).
PS5 fiend. You can definitely find him playing fortnite or MK1/11 and getting pissed when he loses.
Obviously, he has a phone, but he doesn't use it that much unless he's texting, calling, or facetiming you.
Same with social media. He doesn't use it much except for when he's bored and scrolling or liking your posts.
FALLING ASLEEP ON FACETIME!!!
He loves falling asleep on facetime. Anytime you start to yawn, he begs you not to hang up.
Hates kids even more with all the skibidi toilet shit(me too).
Imagine forcing him to do Tiktoks with you.
Going to gas stations with him might be truly diabolical.
He starts trying to steal and almost gets you two in trouble.
Insane gas station concoctions💀💀
This is more of a general hc, but he's terrible at cooking. Like he def almost burnt your place down.
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wiidvw · 1 month
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LOOK AT THE LIPSTICK STAINS😭😭
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what tf do you mean theres 0 fanfics for koriandr AND theres almost no fics for poly!dickkory??
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you cannot tell me that this is the face of a straight woman.
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wiidvw · 1 month
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no but like imagine slow-dancing with bob hughes while soft jazz music plays in the back...
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wiidvw · 2 months
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Tell Me You Don't Never Wanna Lose Me.
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𝑳𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆!!
𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝐷𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑥 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 ! 𝐹𝑒𝑚 ! 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑��𝑟.
𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚. 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐷𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒.
𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡. 𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡—𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑃 𝑖𝑛 𝑉 𝑠𝑒𝑥. 𝑆𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑. 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑—𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠, 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒.
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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐒; 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 never tell him because you knew he wouldn't say it back. You weren't mad at him for it. The idea of being in a real relationship was unfamiliar to him, and you were giving him as much space as you thought was needed—even though he begged for your attention whenever you and him were together in private. When you and him were together in public, however, he wouldn't even hold your hand—you hated it, obviously. You always asked him about it, which eventually turns into an argument.
Then, you two are just screaming at each other.
Bored, you decided to go to Buck's and talk to Dallas. It was a Friday, and unsurprisingly, the place was bustling with people—you almost didn't see Buck, but you did and waved at him.
You walked up stairs, stopping when you approached Dallas's door. The light from the room was shining through the crack underneath the door. You assumed he was awake and wrapped your left hand around the door knob, knocking with the other. “Dallas?”
As you stepped into the messy room, you felt your heart sink, your eyes stuck on Dallas who had another woman straddling him while she kissed him, his hand underneath her shirt.
You kicked yourself mentally as you stood there, not doing anything. When Dallas finally looked up, you didn't give him time to say anything, and instead, you slammed the door shut and nearly ran down the stairs. You exited the bar quickly, ignoring Dallas's pleas while he followed you. Surrounded by the darkness of the night, you kept walking without a destination—just a want to escape the fucked up situation you were in.
Somehow, Dallas caught up to you, grabbing your arm. “Doll, stop—”
“Don't fucking touch me!” You yanked your arm away, turning to face Dallas. Your voice shook, eyes burning with tears that blurred your vision. “We're done.”
You continued walking, and Dallas joined you, staying at your side. “What do you mean ‘we're done’?” He questioned you.
“You know what I fucking mean, Dallas. We're over. I don't want to ever see you again.”
“Come on, doll, you don't mean that—”
“You treat me like shit! You're always with other girls—probably fucking them—”
“Who told you that?”
“Oh, so it's true?”
“No—”
“That's not what I hear from those girls, Dallas. I gave you chance after chance—an excuse after fucking excuse—and you still fucked it up.”
“Doll, please, where are you going?”
“Away from you. Stop fucking following me!”
𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 Dallas. You saw glimpses of him at the Curtis house—you tried to ignore him though. You knew everybody else could tell something was up. Anytime Dallas did show up, you said you had to go home. You assumed they already knew because Dallas told them or something.
However, you couldn't stop thinking about him, thinking about his smell, the way he held you, the way he kissed you . . . . You were still pissed. He was cheating, and you saw it with your own eyes, and he was begging you not to leave him.
What an asshole.
𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖 forced you out of your unconscious state, and with a groan, you pushed your body off the mattress and to the floor, rubbing your eyes with the back of your hand while you stepped to your window. You shoved the curtains open, the glow of the bright moon lighting your dark room; your eyes slowly adjusted, and you realized the cause of the tapping.
It was Dallas. What a fucking surprise. You scoffed and opened the window, a cool breeze, blowing into the room. “What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to you, doll,” he answered, and you rolled your eyes.
“Goodbye,” you started to close the window when Dallas said, “I'm sorry,” his voice a softness you'd never heard.
You freeze, shocked. You never heard Dallas say he's sorry. You assumed he was incapable of it. Maybe he really did feel bad.
Your face softened. “Okay.” You let him through the window, closing it behind him. The moonlight shined on his face, revealing the bruise under his eye. “What happened?”
He sat down on your bed. “Got into a fight.”
“Oh,” you were speechless. You'd never seen Dallas this vulnerable. You took a deep breath. “You're sorry?”
“Yeah. I shouldn't have been kissin’ her—shoulda pushed her away.”
“And why didn't you?”
“I don't know what I'm doin’, man. I'm not used to this.”
“That's not an excuse, Dal. You hurt me.”
“I know, man, I know. I'm sorry,” he apologized, looking up at you as you stood in front of him. “I won't do it again. I promise.”
You sat down beside him. “Prove it,” you stared at him. “Show me that you mean it.”
Dallas leaned toward you until your lips were inches apart, his hand reaching your waist. “I don't wanna lose you.” He kissed you softly—the softest he's ever kissed you. Your hands reached for his jacket, trying to take it off of him until he shrugged it off. He broke the kiss, kicking off his shoes while you got comfortable on your bed, propping yourself up on your pillows.
He kissed you again, rougher this time. Your hands rested on his shoulder, his hands grabbing your thighs spreading them wide. His lips moved to your jaw, sucking and nibbling at the skin, making you whimper at the feeling. One of his hands dipped into your now-wet panties, brushing your clit. You bit your lip, muffling the moan that threatened to release from your throat. You could feel him smirking against your skin as a finger teased your entrance.
“Please,” you managed to choke out without being loud. Dallas sucked harshly on your neck, his middle and ring finger entering your cunt. You gasped, nails digging into his skin. He set a steady pace with his fingers, palm brushing your clit with each thrust of his digits.
You let out quiet moans that only urged Dallas on more. He slipped his other hand under your shirt, cupping your breast in his palm, his thumb teased your brown nipple until it peaked. Your back arched against him, and his fingers inside you sped up, making you throw your head back at the waves of euphoria that constantly hit you. Your thighs closed around his forearm, which caused Dallas to pull out his fingers and pry your legs back open. “Open those legs, doll.”
You almost didn't hear, but you did and opened your legs. He plunged his fingers back into your dripping cunt, returning to his fast-paced speed. “Shit,” you moan, your voice reaching a slightly higher pitch.
Chuckling softly, Dallas went back to nipping at your jaw. You bucked up with each thrust of his fingers. He pressed down on your clit with his palm, and you started to squirm. “Dallas,” your stomach tightened as your climax grew close. “Dal, I'm gonna—”
“Come on, doll,” he murmured against your neck.
You gasped, mouth open, letting out a silent scream as you came, your eyes squeezed shut, and your legs shaking. Dallas’ fingers slowed as you calmed; eventually, he pulled them out.
Dallas began to slip his clothes off, dropping them on the floor. He reached between your legs, sliding your underwear off while you took off your shirt, throwing it with Dallas’. He hooked your legs around his waist and rested a hand beside your head, the other guiding his cock into your aching cunt. You gasped as he entered you inch by inch. He now gripped your hip, tightly. He grunted softly, “Fuck,” and you clamped around his dick.
After giving you time to adjust, he gradually pulled out until only his tip was inside you. You bit your lip, muffling a moan that would've likely been loud enough to wake up everybody inside the house. He slowly repeated his action, and you were shocked.
Whenever you had sex with Dallas, it was rough—not that you were complaining. But it was strange. This softness you never received from him. He was truly sorry, and you could tell.
He pulled out, pulling a whine from your lips. He gripped your legs and rested them on his shoulder, bending you in half as he leaned forward, his cock entering you again. The new angle nearly knocked the air out of you, and it didn't take much to guess that he had a cocky smile on his face; however, he didn't, he leaned down, swallowing your moans by kissing your lips. Dallas slid a hand down your stomach until he reached your clit, rubbing rough circles on the bud. You whimper against his lips. He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours. “Doll . . . ?”
“Yes?” You choked out, the steady pace he set, sliding in and out of your cunt bringing you closer and closer.
“I'm sorry.”
“I know.”
Dallas started fucking into you faster, rougher until you couldn't hold back your orgasm. “Dallas,” you cried.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Cum with me, doll.”
Only a few more thrusts, and you both came, breathless. Dallas pulled out, and you whined from the new emptiness. Your juices mixed with his cum, the liquid dripping down your ass.
He moved to lay down next to you. You rested your cheek on his shoulder while he wrapped his arm around yours. You glanced up at him. “Dallas . . . ?”
“Hm?”
“I love you,” you mentally crossed your fingers, praying he'd say it back.
“You too, doll.”
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wiidvw · 2 months
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i think about this photo at least 20 times a day
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wiidvw · 2 months
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i dont think yall understand...this mf LOVES black women/men bro
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wiidvw · 2 months
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how i feel after following anyone with an outsiders pfp
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wiidvw · 2 months
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hi i saw you were doing requests, can i request a dallas winston x an extremely musical reader? like plays all sorts of instruments, piano, guitar, you name it, reader can probably try their hand at it and play it.
thank you sm, and i love ur writing <3
𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 "𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮"
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𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - damn this took me so long to get to I am so sorry. I was meant to post some stuff yesterday but everything went kinda crazy bc I was coughing up blood and shit so yay!! Anyways, hope ya'll enjoy this and as always my asks are still open for requests!!
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 242 words
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - none!!
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He'd brag about you all the time like once he gets going, he nver shuts up.
If someone starts up a conversation about music, you best believe this man is bring you into it somehow.
"You can play piano? That's cool, man, but I bet you're not as good as my partner."
Please teach him everything you know.
I imagine once you tried to teach him how to play the guitar but after a few hours he got frustrated and quit (I've done this exact thing).
He thinks you're so much better than every other musician. Like Elvis Presley? The Beatles? They ain't got nothing on you, doll.
If you want to try your hand at something new, just let him know, he'll go to the nearest music store and get it for you. (Just don't expect it to be paid for)
When he first heard you play an instrument he was in awe.
He couldn't have fallen more in love with you if he tried.
The gang also use you as their personal jukebox. You've played their favourite songs at least 50 times each but, hey, at least they're happy.
You can talk to him for hours about music. Sure, he won't know what you're on about half the time, nor will he be 100% focused, but it's the thought that counts.
Needless to say, Dallas Winston is obsessed with you and thinks you are the coolest person to ever exist.
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𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬!!
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“I don’t talk about Palestine because I don’t like going into politics : /” fuck you. The existence of Muslims and MENA people has always been political to the West. Their lives and their deaths. Their happiness and anger and sorrow. Their love and hatred. Their sweat and blood and tears. Everything has always been reduced to politics when they are more than you could ever begin to comprehend. Palestine will be free. And so will Sudan and Pakistan and Lebanon and Yemen and Syria and every other country, place and people who suffer only for their pain to be called political by those responsible for and complicit in it
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wiidvw · 2 months
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this is an entire family…
There are things happening in Palestine now that no official dares to put in cinemas for the sake of censorship
There is literally nothing more important than what is happening now to the Palestinians, they need to be heard, they need people to know what is happening to them
Palestine is my cause, Palestine is the cause of every human being
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𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝐷𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑥 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 ! 𝐹𝑒𝑚 ! 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟.
𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓. 𝐺𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑦.
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Dallas in a library would be chaos tbh.
He'd be annoying as hell while you looked for a book by trying to rush you. 
“Just pick a book, doll.”
Then, when you finally find a book and decide to sit down to read, he'll bug the shit out of you.
He's constantly sighing. 
Constantly looking over your shoulder. 
If you’re reading a classic like pride and prejudice he’ll get confused as hell. 
     “How the hell do you even read this shit?”
      You turn to him. “It'd be easy to understand if you could actually read.”
       “Stop gettin’ smart, doll.”
You'll eventually explain to him what's going on in the book. And he doesn't actually care, but he likes hearing you talk and get excited
Somehow, you end up reading to him. Does he understand what's going on? No, but he doesn't mind—as long as you're happy. 
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