#drivin thru the night

[your-average-gay-dork]

Have y’all heard?? It’s the season of the sticks.

[cosmicdreamgrl]

Tag Game 🎶

Rules: Put all of your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs that pop up!

got tagged to do this again by the lovely julia aka @raplinenthusiasts 💛

Dancing In The Kitchen by LANY

Snow On The Beach by Taylor Swift feat. Lana Del Rey

I Wish You Loved Me by Nightly

Into My Body by Upsahl

Her Body Is Bible by Fletcher

Real by Craxy

Did It Hurt? by Ellise

No Idea by Muna

Dream Trip by H1-Key

Drivin Thru The Night by Petit Biscuit

tagging @sevencoloredstar @fireworksgalaxy @summerwave & @btscontentenjoyer but no pressure as always :)

[justabumatthepark]

😈😈😈

Niggas talkin' shit, Ye

How do you respond?

Poop, scoop

Whoop, whoopty-whoop

Am I too complex for ComplexCon?

Everything Ye say cause a new debate

"You see, he been out of touch, he cannot relate

His hallway too long, bitch too bad

Gotta surrogate his kid, get two dads"

I be thinkin', what would 2Pac do?

You be thinkin' what New Kids on the Block do

If you ain't drivin' while Black, do they stop you?

Will MAGA hats let me slide like a drive-thru?

That phone call from Ricky still hazy

When heaven got an angel named Avery

You gotta watch who you callin' crazy

Yeezy, the newest billion-dollar baby

It won't feel right 'til I feel like Phil Knight

Goin' for six rings like what Phil told Mike

Seven pill nights, who know what that feel like?

No more hidin' the scars, I show 'em like Seal, right?

How do you respond?

[inland--empire]

Holy Diver

You've been down too long in the midnight sea

Oh what's becoming of me?

Ride the tiger

You can see his stripe but you know he's clean

Oh don't you see what i mean?

Gotta get away

Holy Diver

Shinning diamonds

Like the eyes of a cat in the black and blue

Something is coming for you

Look out

Race from the moonlight

You can hide from the sun till you see the light

Oh we will pray is alright

Gotta get away

Get away

Between the guilded lies

There's a truth that's hard as steel

The vision never dies

Life's a never ending wheel

Holy diver

You're the star of the masquarade

No need to look so afraid

Jump, jump

Jump on the tiger

You can feel his heart but you know he's mean

Holy Diver

You've been down too long on the midnight

No no

Ride the tiger

You can see his stripe but you know he's clean

Oh don't you see what i mean?

Gotta get away

Get away

Gotta get away

Get away

Yeah, Holy Diver

Sole survivor

You're the one who's clean

Holy diver

Holy diver

In the black and blue coming after you

Holy diver

Well, there she sits buddy just a gleaming in the sun There to greet a working man when his day is done I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my aunt I'm gonna take them down to the Cadillac Ranch

Eldorado fins, whitewalls and skirts Rides just like a little bit of heaven here on earth Well buddy when I die throw my body in the back And drive me to the junkyard in my Cadillac

Cadillac, Cadillac Long and dark, shiny and black Open up your engines let 'em roar Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur

James Dean in that Mercury '49 Junior Johnson runnin' thru the woods of Caroline Even Burt Reynolds in that black Trans-Am All gonna meet down at the Cadillac Ranch

Cadillac, Cadillac Long and dark, shiny and black Open up your engines let 'em roar Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur

Hey, little girlie in the blue jeans so tight Drivin' alone through the Wisconsin night You're my last love baby you're my last chance Don't let 'em take me to the Cadillac Ranch

Cadillac, Cadillac Long and dark, shiny and black Pulled up to my house today Came and took my little girl away

[el3ctricsoul]

I’m searching for something that makes me feel alive and free.

You know, love isn’t the only thing that can make your heart beat.

Freedom has no price. Freedom makes life worth living.

[picturetrick]

Sonia Ben Ammar in Petit Biscuit - Drivin Thru The Night

[bottleofmalibu]

[…] [L]ove isn't the only thing that can make your heart beat.

[electrictamashi]

(PETIT BISCUIT) - Drivin Thru The Night ( Jerro Remix)

[incrediblemusiconline]

hanging out behind the club

[losangeleslovesyou]

PETIT BISCUIT : DRIVIN THRU THE NIGHT

[fartoo-sensitive]

better homes and gardens

eeep i'm not sure about this one, i was super excited when i started writing it but it didn't turn out how i wanted it to;; i hope it's good for y'all<3

word count: 1220

warnings: canon typical violence, possessive and morally questionable reader, allusions to sex

character(s): bo sinclair x gn!reader

"now what are you doing?"

bo pulled the already filthy rag from his back pocket, wiping his oil and muck stained hands on it. "i'm not explainin' everythin' i do to ya, y/n. i know you don't give a shit. get the hell out of my hair." he went to flick the rag at you, but you jumped away just in time.

you rolled your eyes at him, walking back over to the counter and pulling yourself back up onto it. "fine, i didn't wanna keep you company anyways!" you yelled at him.

bo ignored you and went back to working on the truck, that disgusting rag stuffed back into his pocket.

it was a deathly boring day in ambrose. lester was busy with work, vincent was working on a couple of sculptures, and bo was fixing up his truck after a run-in with some rowdy young adults on their way to a football game went south a couple weeks ago. you'd decided to keep bo company but even the magazines you had brought along and the music he was playing weren't enough to keep you occupied.

you reached over and plucked a lollipop from the dish you kept on the counter, unwrapping it and popping it into your mouth. you picked up the old copy of better homes and gardens from beside your thigh and started flipping through it again. maybe you’d find some inspiration on how to fix up the living room on your second look through it.

a soft ping from behind you drew your attention away from the glossy pages and you looked over your shoulder, seeing the tiny screen of your cell phone lit up with a notification saying you had a message from lester. you had forced all of the boys to get cell phones once it was clear you were sticking around; not only did it make it easier for them to contact each other, but it was for your peace of mind. you also liked being able to talk to vincent without being in the same immediate vicinity as him, and spent many nights on the phone with lester when bo was at the station late. you reached back to grab the phone, clicking through to open the message.

girl comin thru. 5 mins maybe.

you typed out a quick reply, thanks, les!, then relayed the information to bo. “we’ve got company comin’.” you shook your phone at him, the message thread still on the screen though he was too far away to see it.

bo looked up from the contents under the hood of his truck, nodding at you once before going back to what he had been doing.

a few moments later, the door to the station was pushed open and a girl who looked to be in her early-20s walked in. she saw you on the counter and waved. "i was told to ask for bo?"

you gave her an easy smile in return, your arm lifting and hand pointing across the room to where the man was standing. "he's-"

"that's me." bo had taken a - new, clean - rag and was wiping his hands, walking into the main part of the station with his most charming grin on his lips. he held out a now mostly-clean hand for the girl to shake. "pleasure to meet ya, miss."

a glint came to her eyes as she stared between bo's hand and his face that had the smile you'd put on dropping almost instantly and a knot forming in your stomach that only twisted and frayed when she wrapped her dainty fingers around his and let out a chiming giggle.

"what can i do for ya…?"

"missy. my name's missy." she smiled a sickly sweet little thing up at bo, and you could see from your place on the counter he was eating it up. the knot grew thorns.

bo led missy over to his truck to talk while he was working, and she explained to him with her big sad doe eyes that she'd gone over some scrap metal in the road that tore up her front tires, and she'd just be so grateful if he could help her out.

"i don't have a whole lot of money," she said, batting her eyelashes up at him. "i'm drivin' 'cross the state to see my papaw, and all the money i saved has been for gas and the like. but i'm good at other things," she trailed off, bringing her hand up to whisper her fingers over the arm of bo's shirt.

"well, i'm sure we can work somethin' out. pretty lil thing like you can't be stuck out here." bo smirked down at her, allowing her fingers to graze to over his bicep.

by this time you'd seen enough. the knot was a blackened stone, covered in barbed wire, rolling through your chest and clouding your thoughts. you hopped lightly down from the counter and made your way to where the others were standing, too distracted by each other to notice you creeping up behind the girl.

the switchblade lester had gifted you the previous year for christmas was heavy in your pocket, whispering to you to do what you had to do. who were you to deny it? you slipped the blade from your pocket and held it up the side of the girl's neck, then, without a moment's hesitation, pressed the release.

warm blood soaked over your hand, and it felt good. you had the brief thought that maybe you understood why bo liked his dungeon so much. the girl struggled for only a moment before gurgling, coughing out a bubble of blood, and collapsing onto the floor. you smiled down at her, using her back as leverage to yank the knife from her neck, then looked up at bo.

"goddammit, y/n! what in the fucking shit was that?" he yelled, walking around the body to get in your face.

you shrugged, wiping the blade on your shirt then closing it and putting it back in your pocket. "i didn't like the way she was talkin' to you."

bo let out a half-strangled laugh. "you're a real piece of work."

"she was lookin' at you like you're cattle at an auction," you griped, crossing your arms.

"and you didn't like that?" he took a step towards you, that infuriating smirk coming back to his lips.

"you're not for sale," you said, turning your face away when he brought his close to yours. "you're mine."

bo was so close you could feel his breath on your face, the lift of his mouth as his smirk deepened. "if i'm yours does that make you mine?"

you finally looked at him, arms falling to your sides but a challenge still present in your eyes. "what are you gonna do if i say 'no'?"

bo clenched his teeth, a growl coming from deep in his chest. "guess you'll just have to find out." he grasped you roughly by the hips, leaning down to shove his shoulder into your stomach and toss your upper body over his back. he turned without another word and walked with you down the stairs at the back of the station.

the knot in your stomach was gone and replaced with a ribbon of fiery anticipation.

[justabumatthepark]

Niggas talkin' shit, Ye

How do you respond?

Poop, scoop

Whoop, whoopty-whoop

Am I too complex for ComplexCon?

Everything Ye say cause a new debate

"You see, he been out of touch, he cannot relate

His hallway too long, bitch too bad

Gotta surrogate his kid, get two dads"

I be thinkin', what would 2Pac do?

You be thinkin' what New Kids on the Block do

If you ain't drivin' while Black, do they stop you?

Will MAGA hats let me slide like a drive-thru?

That phone call from Ricky still hazy

When heaven got an angel named Avery

You gotta watch who you callin' crazy

Yeezy, the newest billion-dollar baby

It won't feel right 'til I feel like Phil Knight

Goin' for six rings like what Phil told Mike

Seven pill nights, who know what that feel like?

No more hidin' the scars, I show 'em like Seal, right?

How do you respond?

[chocolates-27771045]

Drivin Thru The Night - SoundCloud

Escucha Drivin Thru The Night de PETIT BISCUIT en #SoundCloud

👌

[delicatecy]

Bias song tag!

I got tagged by @adorablehoshi and @minghaosbitch (thank youuu 🧡)

List 10 of your biases/bias wrecker and choose one song for each (can be a song that reminds you of them or whatever)

Hoshi ; Bad - Christopher

Mingyu ; Lie like this - Julia Michaels

V / Taehyung ; Gorgeous - Taylor Swift

Jaebeom ; Drivin thru the night - Petit biscuit

Chungha ; Godless - Banks

Sunmi ; Finally // Beautiful stranger - Halsey

Jinyoung ; 7 rings - Ariana Grande

Wonpil ; Your man - Joji

Woodz ; Hypnotized - Purple disco machine

Jeonghan ; Unbothered - Tori Kelly

Tagging @1of1orbit @haechansrighttoe @ohmymymoo @loreofthekidults @shuuvee @iiasha @xuboowoo @xuseokgyu @soonhoonsol @art-hao @kyeomshine

[lovingrot]

i miss drivin around out in the country all night an then watching the sun rise over the corn!!! fuck !!!!! the summer breeze thru the corn onto the crappy old roads layin down feelin the dew n shit i miss That

[bushdog]

(PETIT BISCUIT)