#dutch dylan

[batsfangs]

some sillies to celebrate the final season :D

[opabinia-fan]

I <3 archer dreamland

[marcelskittels]

🇳🇱 Dutch National Championships '24 - Men Elite RR: 🥇 Dylan Groenewegen - (Team Jayco AlUla) 🥈 Olav Kooij - (Team Visma | Lease a Bike) 🥉 Ramon Sinkeldam - (Alpecin - Deceuninck)

📸 vismaleaseabike

[ducksbyday]

My empires Oli headcanon :)

Empires Oli seems like the person to take pictures with a polaroid camera of himself and the sandwiches he makes in the morning. And when I say sandwiches I very specifically mean the Dutch cursed ass sandwhich "the Ei Tosti" (egg grilled cheese sandwich).

Also he takes the pictures like he's taking a selfie but he can't see the screen so its either super blurry or he's barely in frame.

And then he proudly shows everyone the polaroids any time he sees them. Maybe he even has a whole photo album full of them. Maybe he even tried to get Pix to put one of the pictures in the museum, and pix probably refused so Oli just kinda sneaked it in one of the display cases when no one was looking. He's so right though. Everyone should get the honours of seeing that sandwich.

[sweetyan]

═╪ Furina npts 〜 🎀ྀ

Requested by 🪼 anon ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

Names ; Foca，Oceantte，Cake，Kat，Delta，Brooke，Marina，Coral，Dylan 『 Welsh Origin 』，Angele 『 French Origin 』，Kit 『 Middle Dutch & Middle english Origin 』，Sweet 『 Old english & more Origin 』，Frilly 『 USA Origin 』，Lacey 『 Old French and Latin Origin 』，Kai 『 Jp，Hawaiian & more Origin 』，Thalassa 『 Greek Origin 』，Nerida 『 Greek Origin 』，Maris 『 Latin Origin 』

Pronouns ; Shx Hxr，Lace Laces，Frill Frills，Justice Justices，Water Waters，Jelly Jellyfish，Drop Droplets，Act Actor，Perfom Perfoms，Star Stars，Wave Waves

Titles ; The court of justice，Miss ( Name )，The false god，The Actor，The performer，( prn ) Who sings，The masc god，The hydro archon，( prn ) Who's whiny，The human god ( or archon )，The endless solo of Solitude！，( prn ) Who's over confident，( prn ) Who fakes ( or masks )

Art by strayuu on twitter

[incognitopolls]

Bonus points: tag where you're from and whether you prefer wet bottom (with eggs) or dry bottom (no eggs).

Context: For those who have never heard of it, Shoo Fly Pie is a pie made with molasses and a layer of crumbs, often associated with the Pennsylvania Dutch.

B. Dylan Hollis made it on his channel once. He didn't like it, but a lot of people in the comments theorized that he used the wrong type of molasses.

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[planetwaving]

anyone wanna come scavenge for the Band records in the dutch young/dylan yaoi record section.....

[saintgoths]

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CHAPTER ONE - HOLD YOUR TONGUE.

WORDS - 4,937.

RATING - 18+

SUMMARY - after cheri and arthur have a heart to heart talk in camp, arthur already finds himself being infatuated with the new member.

ARTHUR MORGAN FIC.

previous chapter - prologue.

feedback would be appreciated!

“It’s okay girl, everything will be okay,” a lady said as she guided Cheri to a comfortable place, Cheri had just arrived to their camp, and it had reminded Cheri of the past she used to share with her mother before they had found her late father, Dylan. The camp was on a cliff, the entrance guarded by many tall trees and the cliff a place someone could overlook and see the rest of Valentine.

Cheri had noted to herself, that once she was made place in this area, she’d overlook the sight.

She had pondered if the view would look like if someone flew out of the Earth and glanced down. Trees the size of ants and people the size of atoms, seas the size of a pool and countries the size of broken biscuits. She had then wondered if this uneasy train of thoughts was a way of her trying to calm herself from what had just happened.

Her father’s death and her almost being buried alive next to him.

The lady was called Ms. Grimshaw. She was the oldest woman here, and had the essence of strong matriarch. A Caucasian woman with her hair loosely tied up with a few strands loose, she wore a red blouse that seemed to compliment the redness in her cheeks, and the arms of her blouse slightly rolled up as she also wore a black long skirt, her touch was hard but soft at the same time, but during this time, Cheri hadn’t cared on how she was handled.

There had been many people around her, specifically women. Dutch, who Cheri had come to acknowledge was the name of the leader of the gang, had been speaking to another elder, a scrawny man with a funny accent, was what Cheri had thought, and Cheri had known that the two of them had been speaking about her.

Cheri was thankful, but hadn’t spoken much. It was the shock, was what Ms. Grimshaw said and since she had believed that everyone’s presence had over-whelmed Cheri, she had rudely shooed everyone off but Arthur. “Fetch her a tent she can be in for the time being,” the lady said and with a respectful nod, Arthur’s eyes lingered on Cheri who had looked at her knees, the thin blanket she had protectively held onto had barely warmed her, and Arthur had immediately thought of retrieving something to tepid her.

“Brought another coloured?” A man asked, and immediately everyone turned to look at where the voice had come from, there had been a share of unkind words out of defence of Cheri, the man surprised of their reaction, had raised both of his hands up in defence. “Oh, never mind, she’s a mulatto, that’s a bit better,” he awkwardly chuckled as he took a step back.

Cheri screwed her face in response to his disrespect, but had not said anything, it was as if her mouth was temporarily sealed shut. She had hated it, but was grateful that people felt the need to defend her. One of the women who was shooed away but didn’t listen took a step towards her. “Don’t mind Bill,” the girl said, she was blonde, a curvy woman with blonde hair that curled at the ends. Her eyes were pretty, they were green and she had a look that comforted Cheri, the look on her face had made Cheri think that the blonde woman was happy to have another lady join the camp.

“She was almost buried alive,” Charles said, he had introduced himself before they arrived to their camp, and within their trip to this location, she had felt like everyone had treated her like brittle glass. Perhaps it was the way she looked; the wide eyes that were once filled with shock now empty.

The unnamed woman furrowed her eyebrows; she had quickly silently and wondered what would cause people to do that to a girl. “What for?”

“They wanted her father’s money, and more,” Charles explained and with another shoo from Ms. Grimshaw, Charles and the unnamed woman who Cheri had learned to be Karen obediently scattered away.

Even though she was grateful for their sympathy, Cheri did not like the fact that they spoke about her as if she was not there. Along with Dutch who had been beside a different elderly man, a man who had a softer look compared to the man with the weird accent. “Give Cheri a break before you harass her with questions,” Ms. Grimshaw said to Dutch, she had a stern tone in her voice but there was softness coated in her speech, to show she still had respect for their leader.

Dutch and the other man looked at each other, in silent agreement with Ms. Grimshaw, they turned on the heels of their soles and redirected to another tent, a larger tent than everyone else’s at the camp, so Cheri quickly covered that it must’ve been Dutch’s sleeping place.

“Do you have anywhere to go?” Ms. Grimshaw questioned and as she still hugged her body tight, Cheri slowly shook her head.

Cheri’s eyes slightly wobbled, as she finally found the strength to speak for herself, to allow Ms. Grimshaw to once and for all hear what she had sounded like. “If I leave, I will be hunted down,” Cheri said and with a sympathetic look, the lady placed both of her hands against the wings of Cheri’s shoulders, they had shared a look, Ms. Grimshaw’s expression, stern but understanding.

“Then for now, you will be a part of the Van Der Linde gang,” Ms. Grimshaw said.

“I’ll be an outlaw?” Cheri asked, the sound of her voice was barely whisper, it sounded like a scratch, but the lady still heard what she had said. It wasn’t like Cheri had not been an outlaw before. Before her mother Whitney Dylan, the two of them were in a gang, and Cheri remembered that she had hated it. Though, currently being an outlaw, was better than becoming a slave again.

“Yes,” Ms. Grimshaw responded as if she had already known what Cheri would be doing. “You know how to work right?”

Cheri nodded her head. “I know my way around a kitchen, I know how to be domestic,” Cheri provided and as if a short glow depleted in Ms Grimshaw’s eyes, the woman saved herself with a warm smile, even though the older woman had something racy and obscene in mind for Cheri, the older lady wasn’t upset that Cheri had come up with another idea that could provide for the gang.

For her own defence, Ms Grimshaw saw Cheri as a pot of Gold, the second she came in with the rest of the gang, Grimshaw saw Cheri as pretty, with a nice body and was mixed. An oasis for the curious Caucasian man who’d wants to lay with foreign girls, well that was what Grimshaw had thought. Plus, she saw the way majority of the men in the camp’s eyes followed Cheri around, their very eyes like summer bees wanting their pollen.

“Then you’ll be with Pearson and Mrs. Adler when it comes to cooking for the gang,” Ms. Grimshaw shared. “There’s a lot of people here, and these people have big stomachs, so you’ll find yourself having to cook all the time,” the lady said as she stood to her feet. “Now go get yourself cleaned up before going to bed,” Ms. Grimshaw ordered and like an obedient abandoned pet, Cheri scurried to her feet to clean herself.

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The Moon was still young when Cheri overlooked the cliff, she had worn a big black shawl, the trims of the shawl multi-coloured with blue, red and yellow which would’ve made anyone look like a circus clown, but when Cheri had worn the shawl, she had made the cloth look beautiful, while the piece of fabric had only just highlighted the delicacy Cheri naturally carried.

The wind had braided through her hair, her curly locks gently fanned her face which had commenced the woman to softly wipe her face every now and then. She had noticed a presence behind her slowly walk towards her, as if they had slowly been entering a tiger’s cage. Almost everyone at the camp did, as if she had a red symbol dotted on her forehead that had told everyone that she was danger. As if there had a been a predatorial black shadow everyone but her had saw loom above of her shoulder.

“Can’t sleep?” A voice had called and Cheri had quickly acknowledged it to be from Arthur. Cheri didn’t have time to respond fore he spoke again, as if he was able to read her mind. “Can’t blame you, you had quite the night.”

-With a short hum, Cheri tightened the grasp on her shawl. She had looked away from him and Arthur had watched how the Moon’s Halo softly kissed her features, the sharpness of her cheekbones and how the Moon’s reflections on Cheri’s skin almost looked like stars. “Who were you before all of this?” Arthur had asked and with a short smile, Cheri sat herself on a big rock.

“I was an heiress,” Cheri sourly smiled. “Obviously cheated out of it by men who said they were devotees to my father, Dylan Harley,” Cheri explained, and as he softly approached her, Arthur hooked his thumbs around the buckle of his belt, silent, he had stood beside Cheri, eyes scouted the top of her head. He had wanted to sit by her but didn’t want to appear as eccentric. So, he had stood there, as if he was a whispery tree listening to all secrets one could tell under the Moon. “My father was good, well he tried to be a good man before his days were over, so for his redemption from his previous outlaw days, he used that goodness on me and my mother and I guess, they didn’t like that he was giving his love and money to a black woman.”

“Evil,” Arthur muttered and in response, Cheri hugged her legs. “Yeah, my mother used to be a prostitute, we used to be outlaws as well, but they were not good people, so when my mother thought it was best, she ran off with me and looked for my father and he accepted us.”

Confused, Arthur gently kicked the rock that was in front of his left shoe. “He accepted you that easily? Didn’t think your mother was lying?”

“I look like him, have his eyes,” Cheri explained, and his frown, was what her late mother would say. His singing, she definitely inherited his singing, Cheri cheerlessly smiled. Her mother was a terrible singer.

“These previous outlaws you and your mother used to be with? Who were they?” Arthur investigated, and with both eyebrows raised, Cheri had quickly speculated if he had thought Cheri and her mother used to be with the O’Driscolls the Van Der Linde gang seem to speak about almost every hour.

With a side smirk, Cheri barely glanced his way. “We weren’t with the O’Driscolls if that’s what you’re thinking about, I don’t remember their name, or at least don’t want to, they weren’t good people and they are in the past so it is best to leave them there.”

He had wanted to apologise, but it had appeared as if his voice got stuck in his throat. “But the ones you met yesterday, they call themselves the Jesters of Dylan Harley, the Jesters.”

Both Arthur and Cheri had began to laugh. “That’s a silly name,” he coughed.

“They’re like a pack of hyenas, laughing whenever they see their prey,” Cheri said with a quite shudder, even if the name appeared like a joke, to be trapped in the middle between blood thirsty Jesters was a nightmare brought into life. “That’s how you know they’re around, their laughter. My title was how I knew you guys were here. My family were outlaws close with the law, played them and paid them to keep their mouth shut. We had good money…”

“How much of money was that?” Arthur had asked and he hadn’t realised he had moved closer to her, close enough for Cheri to lean against his lower thighs.

“Millions of dollars taken away from me,” Cheri gritted.

“That’s unfortunate,” Arthur said as he gently stretched, he had a look on his face that mirrored how unsure he was when it came to Cheri, should he hug her? She seemed like she needed it but she had a look on her face that made it seem like she’d throw knives to whoever laid a finger on her.

Adamant, Cheri shook her head. “Only unfortunate if I allow them to continue running away with my money,” she said, now angry as she stood to her feet. She had patted the dusts her fabrics of her clothing had collected and released a heavy sigh. “Goodnight, Mr. Morgan,” Cheri briefly smacked before she readied herself to her tent and had used every muscle in her body to not look back to give him one last look.

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Cheri had not remembered how low the Sun had rested when she had been woken up to cook breakfast. It was the rough hands of a man that had shaken her up and he introduced himself to be Pearson. He was an odd-looking man and Cheri hadn’t taken much time examine him as she was taken in by the red-headed woman who was beside her. She had man-handled every tool and food that was put upon the cutting-board.

She had mumbled and grumbled to herself every second as if she were mad, her accent sour and strained, had a tune Cheri had liked, and Cheri had taken in that woman was pretty, freckled, had barely looked her way as she was submerged within her rage.

She had worn clothing that looked like it had worn her, and with the way she looked, Cheri had comprehended this was likely not the woman’s style. Silently, Cheri had chopped up vegetables while Pearson handled the meat, it was a deer Arthur had hunted hours before everyone else had woken up, and Cheri had wondered, if everyone was so used to waking up this early. If she would’ve asked, she would’ve gotten the answers from Ms. Grimshaw who would’ve said something about them being workmen.

“Is anything okay?” Cheri eventually had asked, she had spent the seconds gathering up the confidence to ask Sadie and had prepared herself to be stabbed by the ginger-woman, but to her surprise, Sadie didn’t point the sharp knife at her.

“Of course not,” Mrs. Adler whined. She twisted her face before she started to throw her arms everywhere, Cheri was sure she had to duck a couple of times if she still wanted an eye. “I don’t cook!” She exclaimed. “Before all this shit, I shared duties with my husband.”

“Well, clearly your husband isn’t here now so you gotta do what you gotta to do!” Pearson yelled, he had a tired tone, as if he had gone over the topic with Sadie a dozen of times.

Thus, Sadie had shrieked at the mention of her husband, aimed to stab the knife at Pearson but had been easily held back by Cheri, who had wanted to laugh but had understood that the circumstance could get serious if Cheri had taken a misstep and had Sadie accidentally plunge her with the knife.

“Please Sadie, let’s just make the stew,” Cheri breathily chuckled and with a soft pull, Sadie glanced at Cheri with the side of her eyes as her strands covered parts of her face. She had a tense nose but had used her annoyance to chop the vegetables.

Once everything had been completed, Cheri had helped herself with the food fore she aided herself to get cleaned up. It didn’t take long after the stew being made for Cheri to be surrounded by some of the women in the gang; Mary-Beth, Karen and Tilly.

They had poked her with questions about how Valentine was and had expressed with profound desperation on how much they wanted to go there. So, when the three women saw Arthur and an old man they called “Uncle” rudely banter with each other before they spoked about going to town, the women had squealed with a moment of eureka before they perused them.

“If you’re gonna take the old man into town, could you take us too?” Karen had asked.

With a contemplative thought, Arthur lit his cigarette against the sole of his boot. “Why, what have you got planned?” He questioned.

Cheri had avoided his look, thankful that it had been Karen who was speaking. “Nothing,” the woman answered. “We’ll find something for y’all to do, we always do,” she persuaded as she stepped through the long grass, and as much as Cheri had loved the nature, her previous events had made her hate the smell of dirt and greens.

“We’re bored out of our minds,” Mary-Beth cried out, Mary-Beth, a good girl, kind, and a lover at heart, it had barely been a whole day and Cheri had understood that Mary-Beth was a day-dreamer, head in the clouds as she dreamed about the future, and then there was Tilly, so sweet and innocent, she had reminded Cheri of a dove sweetly gliding through the sky.

“Been cooped up here for two weeks now,” Mary-Beth explained. “Karen’s about ready to murder Grimshaw.”

With a humoured look on his face, Arthur placed one of his hands against his buckle, a faded cloud of smoke passed through the tight slip of his mouth and he had quickly observed Cheri with a hasty scout. Aware that she had been more closed off. She was like two positive magnets fighting the urge to not let go of each other. “Well, can Miss Grimshaw spare you?”

“Can Miss Grimshaw spare you?” Karen repeated as if she had been hit a thousand times. “What’s happened to you, Arthur? Three young healthy women want you to take ‘em robbing, and you’re worried about house chores, let’s go! Cheri is a Valentinian!” Karen encouraged. “She knows Valentine like the back of her right hand.” With a moved expression, Cheri folded her arms against her chest at the mention of her name.

“Fair enough, you got me,” Arthur said. “Come on then,” he allowed as the three women cheered, Arthur walked closer towards the carriage as Uncle pulled himself on, Mr. Morgan had then turned to look at Cheri who had contemplated to join. “You comin’ Cheri?”

With a short hum, Cheri pushed herself off the thin tree, considering of what had happened to her, a moment in Valentine wouldn’t hurt, moreover, it’ll mean she’d see her lover. Cheri had remained quiet when the carriage started moving, truthfully, Cheri had felt comforted by the excited energies that had been shared around the vehicle.

Mary-Beth was excited the most. “Oh, Cheri, tell us about Valentine!”

Out of respect, Cheri had spoken about the place, about the strict laws that can be smoothed if they had the funds to pay them off. Karen had wrinkled her eyebrows in response to what she had heard come out of the Harley woman’s mouth. “What makes you think we don’t have the funds?” Karen had asked, her voice strung and judgmental which had quickly made Cheri feel like she had been serious, but there had been a clear glint in Karen’s eyes that made Cheri think otherwise.

“Well, look around us,” Cheri replied which had caused Uncle to laugh. The rest of the short trip had been exciting, Cheri had silently been glad that she had agreed to join their short travel, it had involved them being encouraged to sing by Uncle, of course, Cheri hadn’t joined, but she had nodded her head to the vulgar words that had come out of their mouths.

“I got a girl in Valentine, like to drink that fancy wine. Plumes in her hat was two feet tall, the crack in her pants paid for it all!”  The three girls sang and with an awkward smile, Cheri had her hands cupped around her knees, the other women continued to sing until Arthur was persuaded to save a white horse a man had struggled to bring back, and when Arthur had returned to them, the Van der Linde gang resumed their travel to Valentine.

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Cheri had been at the Saloon with the girls whereas Uncle and Arthur had busied themselves in the shop, as they said previously, Karen, Tilly and Mary-Beth had focused to search who to rob while most people in the Saloon had greeted Cheri with their condolences, Cheri had scanned the area to seek a familiar figure.

Kyle.

Kyle Blake.

The moment he saw Cheri, Kyle had had made a bee-line towards her and brought her into a big, warm and comforting hug that caused the three women Cheri had come with to giggle and “woo” them. Cheri had awkwardly smiled at their reaction whereas Kyle had not taken them in and dragged Cheri away from the Van Der Linde women.

Kyle was a handsome man, tall and slender with brown messy hair, green eyes and pale skin, freckles that had reminded Cheri of the stars and his eyes were usually filled with the brightness of the sun. Though today they had dimmed, as if a star had died. “The law ran those damned men out due to what they did,” Kyle explained, news travelled fast in Valentine and sometimes Cheri hated it, though this time, Cheri had been somewhat glad the law had done that, however, a side to her had been annoyed as it had meant getting her money back would involve long trips and searches within the country.

“I still need my money,” Cheri muttered, gently anxious as she had flicked her nails against the softness of her palms.

To comfort her, Kyle placed his hands against the point of her shoulders. Cheri avoided to look at him, her eyes wandered to the dirty wood of the saloon floor, ears flooded with the music and drunk cheers of men who had danced and flirted with women who had stuck themselves against the saloon walls. “I can give money to you baby you know you can always rely on me,” he had belonged to a fine family in Valentine and was brought up to be generous with his belongings, so when he had moved his hands into his pockets to pull out money for her, Cheri had pouted fore she pressed his mouth against her lips.

He was soft with his embrace and quick. However, aware with her body language, Kyle had taken in that Cheri didn’t want to have a long kiss. As Cheri kindly thanked Kyle for his money, Kyle had then stood up straight before he began to question her. “So where are you living now?”

With a short breath, Cheri had then explained her circumstance, and when she did, Kyle had been silent and had not shown what he had felt or thought. He had still held onto her, examined every curve on her face, every breath hitch and every over-whelmed stutter, and when she had finished, Kyle slowly pulled away from her.

“You’re with a bunch of outlaws?” Kyle had asked, his simple question laced with clear judgement.

Defensive, Cheri furrowed her eyebrows as she crossed her arms. “They rescued me, Kyle,” she said. “My family were outlaws too; I hope you remember that.”

“You can stay with me and my family,” Kyle protectively suggested and in disagreement, Cheri shook her head.

“I know your family looks down on me because I am half black,” Cheri stated, eyes now focused on her partner who had sighed just as he scratched the back of his head.

“I understand,” he gritted. “But at least try to come, I believe they’ll be less unkind because of your current circumstance.

With a humoured glint in her eyes, Cheri had tried her best not to smirk. “I’ll visit your family, but I cannot see myself staying with you guys.” Cheri had wished Kyle had his own home, but Kyle was connected and devoted to his family the way the Moon had been devoted to the Earth.

Cheri pursed her lips as she had looked at him, aware of the heavy footsteps that neared towards them. It was Arthur, he had barely taken in Kyle and had turned to look at Cheri. He had a unambiguous look on his face, as if he had tried to hide his worry with a shift of calmness. “Cheri, you’ve seen Karen?”

Cheri furrowed her eyebrows; she had looked back to where she had seen all the women before Kyle had taken her and had noted that they were all gone. It was expected, as they did say they wanted to rob. “Oh,” Cheri whispered as she had pondered on how long she and Kyle had been speaking with each other.

“I heard her speaking about going to a hotel,” Kyle said and as if he had just seen Kyle for the first time, Arthur twisted to look at the brunette. Quickly examined him before he had spoken.

“Who are you?” Arthur had asked, an awkwardly Cheri had turned to look at the point of her shoes. “Cheri, is he bothering you?”

Quick to defend him, Cheri shook her head. “No, Arthur, this is Kyle, my partner.”

With a twisted look on his face, Kyle glanced at Cheri. “Are you sure you can be with them?”

“Yes, I’ve made my decision,” Cheri responded, aware that her boyfriend’s question struck a chord in Arthur. Cheri had sighed, aware that she’d likely have to come between them and silence them if they decided to compete on who’s scarier than the other.

Arthur, who had taken a step forward to question him opened his mouth. “You have something against people like us?” Arthur drawled; his voice had sounded deeper than before as his was accent thick, Kyle scrunched his face as he had attempted to hold his tongue, but Cheri had placed a hand against Kyle’s shoulder with a forced smile on her face.

“No, no he doesn’t,” Cheri said and as kickback, Arthur took a step backwards. “Kyle,” Cheri said as she turned to look at her partner. “I’ll be seeing you later,” she promised and with a confused look on his face, unsure if he should go after her, Kyle had bit his tongue as he had then watched his lover walk out of the saloon with Arthur.

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They had been on the trip to return back to the camp, Arthur had been able to find the rest of the women ere he sat down on the driver’s seat. They were quieter than before, Cheri had been told both Karen and Tilly had been assaulted by men, and she overheard a situation that involved a place called Black Water.

“What happened in Black Water?” Cheri had asked and the already silent air had become piercingly quiet. Not even the loud mouth of Uncle had saved the silence, perhaps he had been quiet, or had wondered on what story he could come up to lie with.

Cheri had heard that Arthur had chased a man who had mentioned him being a part of the Black Water incident, and aware that there could be future problems she could be associated in due to the gang, the woman would rather know. “Are you going to snitch?” Uncle joked and with a brief chuckle from Arthur who had slapped the reigns against the horses, Tilly had moved closer to Cheri to explain the entire story.

“A bad robbery happened, the gang narrowly escaped with our lives,” Tilly began, her eyes big as she continued to speak. “It was so bad, so many lives lost,” it had seemed the girl had wanted to say more, but she had held her tongue, Cheri shortly smiled at her, thankful that she had been the one to shortly explain their previous circumstance.

“Well, at least the robbery the gang is going to do is going to be better,” Mary-Beth spoke and confused, Cheri furrowed her eyebrows. She hadn’t heard any of this. “They’re going to rob a train going to Brazil, lots of money Cheri, lots of money.”

Interested, the women could see life sparkle in Cheri’s eyes. “I want to join the rob,” Cheri said and as if she had shared the funniest joke, Uncle repeatedly slapped his knee, almost as if he was a drunk circus clown, offended, Cheri straightened her posture just as she turned to look at the older man. “What’s funny?”

“Women never go on the robbing trips,” Uncle said.

“It’s not like you do,” Arthur lowly muttered which had commenced the rest of the women to giggle. The carriage had then turned closer to the woods, Cheri had noticed the recognisable forest trees that had either curved or stood high while it had hidden the new home for the gang.

“I know how to use a gun,” Cheri said. “And trust me one day I’ll put a bullet in that big stomach of yours,” she smiled and as the rest of the gang continued to laugh, they had finally arrived into the camp, excited with what had happened and eager, Arthur and Mary-Beth had walked beside each other to inform Dutch of the rich train that would be travelling to Brazil soon.

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[gem-bakes]

Another B Dylan Hollis recipe for team retreat today! A Dutch apple cake, aka an apple upside down cake 🍏

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MEET THE ROSTER MASTER LIST (A continuously updated post)

The meet the roster site can be found here.

HUGE THANKS TO @puckingproblems FOR HELPING WITH THIS 🫶

I’ll continue to update as people are added, but I’ll also create a post for each explaining why I believe who is who and also to potentially debunk all things posted.

Tiger King - Joe Burrow

Little ‘Roni - Rory McIlroy

Ice Devil - Jack Hughes

Wounded Bird - Caitlyn Clark

Mediocre Duck - Trevor Zegras

Dr. Dutch - Max Verstrappen

DD Dunks - Donte DiVincenzo

Killa Klown - Travis Kelce

Big Bird - Jason Kelce

Sky- Lashes - Angel Reese

Blonde Baller - Cameron Brink

Fresh Fruit - Ricky Pearsall

Pretty Boy - Jalen Hurts

Tin Hat - Aaron Rodgers

Zeus - Justin Herbert

Little bear - Nick Bosa

Big Bear - Joey Bosa

Oxen Free - Ollie Bearman

Mississauga Menace - Vince Dunn

2Pm - Patrick Mahomes

Sad sibling - Quinn Hughes

Home town - cole sillinger

The ace - Kelsey Plum

Sharknado - Mikey Essyimont

Allons-Y - Esteban Ocan

MoanA Lisa - Andrei Svechnikov

The prodigy- Lily He

Bon Bon - Alex Albon

Curly & Confused - Luke Hughes

Puck Baby - Connor Bedard

2 Pretty 2 Play - Mat Barzal

Open Wide - Tee Higgins

Peppa pigskin - Josh Allen

Pasta pro - Tommy Devito

Certified Loverboy -Jordan Love

Eyebrows - Jamie Drysdale

New Kid - Matt Rempe

Play that funky music - Lauri Markkanen

Chubby Cheeks - Kirill Kaprizov

Mr. World Wide Web - Braxton Berrios

Mouthpiece - Matthew Tkachuk

Cupcake - Brooks Koepka

Big Purr - Mac Jones OR Caleb Williams (?)

Four leafed forward - Jayson Tatum

The Viking - William Nylander

UPS - UPL

Goldfish - Noah Hanafin

Greasy K - George kittle

Simba - Spencer Knight

Minnesota airlines - Justin Jefferson

Goldie locks - Trevor Lawrence

Old Head - Sidney Crosby

Oscillate - Jeremy Swayman

Magic Mule - Luka Dončić

Miss USA - Simone Biles

Pirate Skeeze - Paul Skenes

Flying Tigress - Livvy Dunne

Skipper - Dylan Crews

Buddy - Cam York

Paul Bunyan - Connor McDavid

[lulu2992]

Uncovering the unreleased Far Cry 5 in-game Encyclopedia

The almost complete but unused in-game encyclopedia, reconstructed thanks to the oasisstrings file.

Please note that it’s still cut content, so some information might not be relevant anymore.

You can read the oasisstrings file here. Pictures from this encyclopedia were also extracted and posted by @xbaebsae here.

Part 6: Characters

Aaron "Tweak" Kirby

Uppers, downers, sideway-ers... Tweak is all about pushing the limits of the human condition.

Adelaide Drubman

A confident go-getter with deep pockets to do whatever she wants, like living with booze, bazookas, and boy toy Xander Flynn.

Bo Adams

A hardcore survivalist that chooses to live out in the woods and off the grid.

Boomer

A scruffy pal with unparalleled loyalty.

Cameron Burke

A U.S. Marshal with an agenda. The only thing standing between him and his political aspirations is the Project at Eden's Gate.

Casey Fixman

A grill cook with a classified past. Most locals don’t believe his outrageous war stories or the wisdom he serves up with every order.

Chad Wolanski

A self-styled prepper chef who sells food out of his food truck since his restaurant "The Grill Streak" burned down.

Dr. Charles Lindsey

A veterinarian drafted into service as a medic. There's no one else to do it, and aren't we all animals?

Cheeseburger

Orphaned as a cub and raised by Wade Fowler, he's the star attraction at the F.A.N.G. Center. He loves eating cheeseburgers.

Clutch Nixon

A legendary stuntman who left this world the way he entered it: Face first onto a pile of rocks.

Dave Fowler

Wade Fowler's brother, he runs the business end of the F.A.N.G. Center.

Richard "Dutch" Roosevelt

An old prepper who'd worked himself to the bone and lost everything even before Eden's Gate came to town. Same shit, different horse.

Dylan

(no description found)

Eli Palmer

A bonafide prepper and the leader of the Whitetail Militia. He helped Eden's Gate design their survival bunkers before he wised up.

Faith Seed

The Siren in the East. The youngest in the Seed family pacifies unruly followers to make way for the Collapse. Some believe she's only an illusion.

George Wilson

George is a Whitetail Militia and baseball enthusiast, but spends most of this time as a lookout because of his age.

Grace Armstrong

A medal-winning shooter and army sniper with a vendetta against Eden’s Gate.

Guy Marvel

A genius movie director envisioning a masterpiece of anarchy and gold statue wins. Even an auteur needs help to make movie magic.

Deputy Joey Hudson

One of your fellow Hope County Deputies who has absolutely no time for bullshit and has the fists to back herself up.

Hurk Drubman Jr.

His wit and intellect may have been blunted by paint huffing, but that hasn't stopped him from living a life of adventure.

Hurk Drubman Sr.

A retired oil baron who is the undisputed master of his domain... what's left of it after the divorce.

Jacob Seed

The Soldier in the North. The eldest Seed brother serves Joseph by creating the army that will defend the Project with their lives.

Pastor Jerome Jeffries

The local man of God who will do whatever it takes to protect the people of Hope County – even if it costs him his soul.

Jess Black

Dutch’s niece. Jess is a loner who nearly lost her life in Jacob's camps, only to discover a new talent in the process: killing Peggies.

John Seed

The Baptist in the West. The youngest of the Seed brothers, John is in charge of reaping the land of supplies that will help the Project survive.

Joseph Seed

The Father. The middle Seed brother heard a Voice that told him to initiate a great Project, to prepare for the Collapse of everything. And so he has.

Kim Rye

A world traveler who chose Hope County to put down roots, and those roots are on the way - she's in her third trimester.

Larry Parker

Genius or crackpot? Science will decide.

Mary May Fairgrave

The tough-as-nails barkeep who blames Eden's Gate for the death of her parents.

Merle Briggs

A local prepper. Merle could talk your ears off about his dream bunker, or the shelf life of canned goods.

Wilhelmina Mable

Wilhelmina Maybelline, big cat whisperer and taxidermist. The well-being of Peaches the cougar is her top priority.

Nadine Abercrombie

The last living member of a family of hoarders, though she considers herself a collector. Much classier than simply hoarding. And more selective.

Nancy

(no description found)

Nick Rye

The best dang pilot in Hope County. Give him a chance and he'll put on a show.

Peaches

The long-time pet of Miss Mable. Probably named for the color of her fur and not the sweet disposition she lacks.

Deputy Stacy Pratt (yes, his first name is actually spelled Stacy in the files)

One of your fellow Hope County Deputies who’s a good cop when his ego doesn't get in the way.

Dr. Sarah Perkins

A lone biologist determined to unravel the mysteries of how Jacob's Judge wolves are created.

Sharky Boshaw

A wanted arsonist, Charlemange Victor Boshaw IV hides out where he can live his fire-blazing, rockstar fantasies.

Sherri Woodhouse

She gave up city life, opened a fishing store, and began the hunt for her family’s missing legendary whiskey.

Skylar Kohrs

A high-powered expert fly fisher hell-bent on landing a legendary fish.

Tammy Barnes

Once a homemaker, now the chief interrogator for the Whitetail Militia. They say her marshmallow blondies are to die for.

Tracey Lader

A woman determined to bring down Eden's Gate, especially Faith. They used to be friends and the sting of betrayal fuels her wrath.

Virgil Minkler

A trusted mayor for the past 7 terms, now hell-bent on stopping the production of Bliss after it took the life of his son.

Wade Fowler

The co-owner of the F.A.N.G. Center, an animal rescue facility that takes in orphaned wild animals.

Walker

A member of Eli's Whitetail Militia.

Wendell Redler

He made it through Nam with his buddies. Now he’s an old man, his buddies are gone, and this is not the America he fought for in his youth.

Wheaty

The smart-ass quartermaster for the Whitetail Militia who also has a radio broadcast to counter the Father's propaganda.

Earl Whitehorse

The devoted sheriff of Hope County. He believes delivering justice with a gun should be a last resort. On the eve of his retirement, duty calls.

Willis Huntley

Just a man in love with the good ol' US of A.

Xander Flynn

Left California for Hope County to detox from the city life. Ended up finding "modeling" gigs at the Drubman Marina, and a cult cramping his style.

Zip Kupka

A self-proclaimed conspiracy "realist" who finds a new reason to hate the government with each passing day.

There were three more:

Coyote Nelson

Fishing is life.

In the files, Coyote Nelson is the name of the fisherman you meet at fishing spots.

Morris

A bright kid of Blackfoot heritage and the go-to person for all things computers and arcade machines. He keeps it on the down low.

The character’s full name apparently is Morris Aubrey. He’s the person who’s always near Far Cry Arcade machines and telling you how “awesome” the game is.

Scooter

A supply runner for the Whitetail Militia.

All I know about Scooter is that, according to a deleted mission objective, this character (who was also cut) was supposed to be escorted to the Wolf’s Den at some point.

[opabinia-fan]

Back on my trans Barry/Dutch Dylan shenanigans! 🏳️‍⚧️

(I actually watched the entirely of archer: dreamland while drawing this)

[jennydwren]

Van Der Linde Gang by the Grateful Dead

I'm Dead serious right now. You can make an entire RDR2 playlist from songs the Dead either wrote or covered. Put these on shuffle:

Mama Tried (Merle Haggard) - p. much the entire gang (this could be a campfire song for them) but especially Jack

Me and My Uncle (John Phillips) - cowboys, gambling, murder, an uncle, what's not to like except the lumbago?

Loser - gambling, needing one last big score

Mexicali Blues - could be a campfire song but also foreshadows RDR1 events in a way (cw: lyrics have not totally aged well)

Jack Straw - murder, vengeance is a fool's game, trains, your bff is going off the rails and you have to make a horrible decision

Dire Wolf - John Marston's terrible luck, card playing, drinking - the chorus is "Don't murder me / I beg of you don't murder me / Please don't murder me"

Black Peter - a man slowly dying of a painful illness

Stagger Lee (the version actually written by the Grateful Dead) - big Sadie Adler vibes, useless sheriff, more gambling and murder

Whiskey in the Jar (traditional) - an Irish song for Sean, Molly, and Kieran - Jerry Garcia's mother was Irish-American

The Race is On (Don Rollins) - great campfire song for the gang about failure in love written as gambling on a horse race. Arthur actually feels this way, not without justification.

Casey Jones - the real Casey's train crash happened in 1909 if I'm remembering right, but the overconfidence despite warnings is so Dutch

Death Don't Have No Mercy (Gary Davis) - the Blackwater losses and those experienced during gameplay

Friend of the Devil - another hapless loser on the run

Althea - a woman gives the singer advice about his problems ("I told Althea the treachery was tearing me limb from limb") which, it is implied, goes unheeded

I've Been All Around This World (traditional) - the singer prepares to make a last stand with numerous firearms rather than be hanged

Sugaree - the end of a career of outlawry

Alabama Getaway - goes with any of the bounty hunting missions

Cold Rain and Snow (traditional) - singer feels mistreated - funnily, many bluegrass/folk versions sing a version in which the singer murders his wife, but the Grateful Dead actually avert the murder-ballad trope

Jack-a-Roe/Jack Monroe (traditional) - a fantastic campfire song for the ladies, particularly Sadie and Karen

Big Railroad Blues (Noah Lewis) - singer should have listened to his mother, implied train robbery ending in jail

Dupree's Diamond Blues - more inept criminality

La Bamba (traditional) - Yes, the Dead covered this one too. Javier needs one big fun Mexican song in this playlist.

Peggy-O (adapted from a Scottish ballad) - thwarted love and death

Wharf Rat - a blind beggar trying to pull his ruined life together - Dead Heads seeking sobriety began calling themselves "Wharf Rats" and banding together at shows

Knockin' on Heaven's Door (Bob Dylan) - Oh, Arthur.

If you add the works of Garcia's side projects Old and In the Way and New Riders of the Purple Sage, you could keep it going for days.

[fandomtravelers]

Found family dynamics in shows

Okay I'm a sucker for found family dynamics in shows so I'm going to list all the found family or platonic relationships I know of. In TV shows/series. Just because :) ALSO please add if you know more, because I'm probably missing a whole lot. I JUST WANT MORE.

Here are the ones me and my friends know or have found (some might be father daughter centric and they're all from very random fandoms so excuse that) :

1. Kakashi & Team 7 (Naruto)

2. Anakin & Ahsoka & Obiwan (Clone wars. I know the whole star wars universe too, but I'm focusing on clone wars)

3. Kate Bishop & Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

4. Farah Dowling & Bloom (Fate : Winx)

4. Charming & Emma (Once Upon A Time)

5. Bay Kennish & Daphne Vasquez (Switched at Birth)

6. Cirilla & Geralt (The Witcher)

7. Calliope & Augie (tidelanders)

8. Byakuya & Rukia (Bleach)

9. Sara & Danny (Witchblade)

10. Georgia & Rube (Dead like me)

11. Silco & Jinx, Vander & Vi (Arcane)

12. Andrè & Jane (Painkiller Jane)

13. Jamie & Jonas & Jay (Bionic woman)

14. Dr. Tom & Erica (Being Erica)

15. The pines family (Gravity falls)

16. Tom & Cassie (the inbetween)

17. The Gaang & Team Avatar (Avatar the last Airbender & Legend of korra)

18. Kara & Clark (Supergirl & superman/batman apocalypse)

19. Charlie & Miles matheson (revolution)

20. Arthur & Joan & Auggie & Annie (Covert affairs)

21. Khlyen & Dutch (Killjoys)

22. Guerrero & Ames (Human Target)

23. Adam & Emma (Mutant X)

24. Nolan & Emily "Amanda" (Revenge)

25. Voight & his whole team (Chicago P. D.)

26. Elena & Jeremy (Bitten)

27. Jinggang & Chu hun (double world)

28. Hannibal & Abigail (Hannibal)

29. Dream & Death (The sandman)

30. Jiwoo & Mujin (My name)

31. Buffy & Giles (BTVS)

32. Benedict & his kids (Mysterious Benedict society)

33. The cullen family (twilight)

34. Elijah & Yo Han (the devil's judge)

35. Magnus & Clary (Shadow hunters)

36. Gu xiang & Wen Kexing (Word of honor (Cdrama))

37. Optimus & the human kids (Transformers prime)

38. Mildred & her teachers (Mainly miss hardbroom)

39. Dylan & Lizzie (instinct)

40. Marina & Arturo (A private affair)

41. Moiraine & Lan (Wheel of time)

42. the BAU team (Criminal minds)

43. The SVU team (Law & Order : SVU)

44. Ellie & Joel (TLOU)

45. Barbara & the batfam (Batgirl, batman comics)

46. Carmen & Shadow San (Carmen sandiego)

47. Nile & the rest of the old guard (the old guard)

48. Nick Fury & Maria Hill (secret invasion)

49. Jordan & Garrett (crossing Jordan)

50. America chavez & Doctor strange (Multiverse of Madness)

51. The Eternals (Eternals)

52. Enola & Sherlock (Enola Holmes)

53. NCIS team/family (NCIS)

54. Aizawa & his kids (BNHA)

55. Abigail & Ichabod (Sleepy Hollow)

56. Carol & Kamala (The Marvels)

57. Gojo & his students (JJK)

58. The golden trio (HP)

59. Ryan & Max (The following)

60. ICC team (crossing lines)

[heavenboy09]

Happy Birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 To You

The Loveable & Superb American Actor👦🏻 Who Gained His Way To Stardom in 2006

PLAYING THE LEGENDARY MAN OF STEEL 🦸‍♂️

Born On October 9th, 1979

Routh is the third of four children born to Catherine LaVaughn (née Lear), a teacher, and Ronald Ray Routh, a carpenter. He was raised in nearby Norwalk. Routh was raised in a Methodist family, and has English, Scottish, German, Irish, Welsh and Dutch ancestry.

Routh grew up in Norwalk, approximately 100 miles (160 km) south of Woolstock, the birthplace of George Reeves, the first actor to play Superman on television. During his childhood, Routh thought a full-time acting career was unrealistic, citing his small-town background. In his spare time, he played the trumpet and the piano.

Routh attended Norwalk High School, where he played sports, and participated in music and theatre. He attended this school at the same time as Jason Momoa, who would also later become an actor in film adaptations of DC Comics. He has described himself as a "momma's boy" and not "the most popular kid" during his school years. Routh has also noted that during his younger years, he was fond of the Superman films and comic books.

Routh attended the University of Iowa for a year, aspiring to be a writer. During this time, he modeled and acted in order to earn his tuition expenses.

He is an American actor. He portrayed Superman in the 2006 film Superman Returns, which garnered him international fame. In 2011, he played the title character of the film Dylan Dog: Dead of Night. He also had a recurring role in the NBC series Chuck, as Daniel Shaw. Routh also played a supporting role in the film Zack and Miri Make a Porno (2008), and played Todd Ingram in the film Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (2010), reprising the role in the animated series Scott Pilgrim Takes Off (2023).

Routh has said he was often told that he bore a physical resemblance to Christopher Reeve, who had previously portrayed Superman in a film series. His former manager signed him on because of the resemblance, telling him that he thought Routh would be cast as Superman if there were another film in the series.

In 2014, Routh once again played a superhero for DC Comics as Ray Palmer / The Atom on The CW's Arrow. He was a recurring character throughout season three.

In January 2015, Arrow's co-creator and executive producer Greg Berlanti stated that they were in the midst of "very early" preliminary talks for an additional spin-off series centered on Ray Palmer/The Atom.

In the superhero series Legends of Tomorrow (2016–2022), Routh co-starred as The Atom, along with Arthur Darvill, Wentworth Miller, Victor Garber, and Caity Lotz.

Routh reprised his role as Clark Kent / Superman in the 2019–2020 Arrowverse crossover "Crisis on Infinite Earths", affected by events adapted from the Kingdom Come storyline.

Please Wish This Superb & Incredible American Actor & Avid Gamer & All Round Comic Book Fanboy Lover

A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊

YOU ALL SHOULD KNOW HIM SINCE 2006 & IF YOU DONT. YOU BETTER HAVE SEEN HIM IN HIS LATER ROLES IN ACTING...

HE PLAYED THE ROLE OF THE 1# GREATEST SUPERHERO OF ALL TIMES IN THE WORLD🦸‍♂️ 🌎✨

& HE STILL REMAINS LOYAL TO THE DC COMICS CAUSE & IS A HUMBLE BUT GENUINE PERSON AS WELL AS ACTOR OF SUPERHERO ROLES

THE 1 & ONLY

MR. BRANDON ROUTH 👦🏻AKA SUPERMAN 🦸‍♂️ OF DC COMICS, SUPERMAN 🦸‍♂️ RETURNS & RAY PALMER AKA THE ATOM ⚛ OF DC'S LEGENDS OF TOMORROW ⏳

HAPPY 45TH BIRTHDAY 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 TO YOU MR. ROUTH🦸‍♂️ & HERE'S TO MANY MORE YEARS TO COME

#BrandonRouth #Superman #ClarkKent #KalEl #DylanDog #TheAtom #RayPalmer #SupermanReturns #DylanDogDeadOfNight #Arrow #TheFlash #LegendsOfTomorrow #Supergirl #BatWoman #ArrowVerse

[chaigirly]

C ai Characters 1

The last of us:

Ellie Williams

Heard your princess was hot, where is she?

I met her when I was still with my ex

You’re the only one who understands

I see how you look at my sister

Only love can hurt like this

Partners in crime

I just wanna get high with my lover

If you gave me a chance I would take it

All I want is one more day with her

Must have been a deadly kiss

Cause I’m a jealous jealous jealous girl

Her moves, her moves, she is mythical

You’re too slow, try keep up with me now

Merry Christmas to you

It’s so lonely in my mansion

When does the reason become the blame?

And when you go away, I still see you

You’re the star I look for every night

I’ve been waiting for you

Shut up and drive

You’re the greatest love of my life

Joel Miller

You wanna scream don’t call me kid

She a bad little bitch, she a rebel

Don’t cry no tears now it’s Christmas baby

“I like you,” what’s stopping you?

Dina Woodward

Got kinda drunk and told her that I liked her

But I think I’m liking her more

That’s my mamacita yeah

Jesse

You’re my best friend I’ll love you forever

I just wanna be your sweetheart

Call of Duty:

Simon Ghost Riley

When I see you again

I was enchanted to meet you

There was something in the air that night

Now that you’re under our spell

Open your eyes

She only exists in the dark of my room

I’m faking all of this so they’ll take me

The only memory is us kissing in the moonlight

König

Sorry it’s over

Baby are you mine?

The Quarry:

Dylan Lenivy

I dreamt about you all summer long

Lovely to be rained on with you

Why don’t we go somewhere only we know

Have yourself a Merry little Christmas

Xoxo kisses hugs

Let’s be friends so we can make out

You’re my moonlight

We gonna party like it’s 3012 tonight

I might get lost without you

Would I lie to you?

Kaitlyn Ka

You call me, “I love you”

City lights never shine as bright as your eyes

Max Brinly

My love mine all mine

I can see the pain in your eyes

When does a man become a monster?

If you keep leading me into your room

Nick Furcillo

That boy is a monster

Last Friday Night

Run away fast as you can

Emma Mountebank

Girl, you’re such a backstabber

I’m addicted to my passion, fashion

Begging on her knees to be popular

Abigail Blyg

It’s in your smile, it’s in your eyes

My first kiss went a little like this

Jacob Custos

Oh no she likes another boy

In the center of the ring just like a circus

Let me get what I want this time

Detention

Clapton Davis

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

I’m getting feelings that I didn’t before

Stilettos and fishnets if that’s what you like

In my room, you and I

Arcane

Vi

I ain’t stopping till I see police lights

All you’ll ever have is one day with me

Jinx

Mama I’m in love with a criminal

Call me babydoll

You’ll see my face in every place

Divergent

Tobias Four Eaton

I can’t believe we’re finally alone

Welcome to Vegas baby

I wanna show you off

Resident Evil

Leon Kennedy

It’s born from just one glance

Carlos Oliveira

I would trade the world to see my son and wife

Touch me like nobody else does

Rise of the Guardians

Jack Frost

Rises the moon

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Mike Schmidt

I keep forgetting I should let you go

This that college dropout music

Red Dead Redemption

Javier Escuella

It all fell down, it all fell down

Only if you knew how much I liked you

Dutch van der Linde

I got a bad feeling about you

Think I need someone older

Arthur Morgan

When you close your eyes, do you picture me?

Spiderverse

Miguel O’Hara

I can be a better boyfriend than him

Hobie Brown

I’m breaking dishes up in here

Peter Parker

How could I hurt you?

What’s on your mind? I said, “your skin”

But girl I’m only human

I told you once I can’t do this again

Well you don’t know me but I know you

Miles Morales

I know that we’re more than friends

“I love you baby,” I think I love you too

DC Universe

Jaime Reyes

When does a candle become a blaze?