#ughrant

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so yal may be surprised af to know I’ve never watched Elvis the movie or even any clips even though I’ve been a Austin fan since his earlier days and a bigggh Baz fan since Romeo + Juliet (still so obsessed and Moulin Rouge ahhh so good) I honestly wasn’t sure how’d they portray Elvis and his relationship with black artist of the time and culture and I didn’t want to have to go there bc I adore them both. Plus I surprisingly don’t remember that much press for it but I know that’s more of who I was following. It’s only been the past couple months I’ve been catching up on that press tour and I’m so obsessed I love love lovvvvveeee Baz and Austin tg and I pray they work tg again.

but then eventually I obviously heard such good things about it and kept telling myself to watch it and idk just never did.

sooooooooo here I go yall and I have a feeling I’m about to be even more obsessed 😅🥲😭

also I asked my mom if she wanted to watch and she said “girl I been watched it! Me and grandma watched it together and it was so good, it was like watching an Elvis concert. Put it on I’ll watch it again”

like ok wow girl you just been watched it without me 🙄 also I’m sure she doesn’t realize Austin is the same actor from our show The Shannara Chronicles. Gosh I loved that series when it aired.

so I’ll be back and down bad and even worse for Austin and stil pledging my love for Baz all these years later.

UPDATE BELOW

wow yall just wow

wow wow wowwwwww I’m obsessed

it was so emotional and so visually stunning. I personally loved the respect and appreciation they showed for black culture. I know people are 50/50 on it but I feel like was never told this way, that Elvis did in fact care and appreciate this community he grew up in and felt accepted by. When he needed to get back to himself THAT is where he could go either physically or in song.

wow Austin was wow. He was extraordinary. I love love Brendan but idk Austin just brought a life and emotion to Elvis NO ONE has been able to over all these years. From his happiness to his grief. He was able to bring back a love and appreciation for Elvis. Def Oscar worthy.

and Baz. A real fucking genius. No one could have made this movie but him, not in true Elvis fashion. I think Elvis would have loved the way he shot this. The way Baz told his story. but it is a film sadly I will probably never watch again it was just tooo emotional for me. I’m sucker for people losing their parents young or being taking advantage of and he was!!! And he died sooooooo young I swear my whole life I thought this man passed in his 60s and he was HARDLY 40!! Omg my heart just breaks for him and those who truly loved and cared for him.

I really don’t have a favorite part but i love all the early shots of Elvis and Austin in the pink!! Ah! And the pink lace omg it’s just such a look. Austin pulls off the pink so well. Him running around on Beale Street. The opening scene with Elvis and how we hardly see his face as we’re tryna catching up with him and we mostly just see the people around him. I love how the guy yells out at him fairy or something and you can just see the gf intrigued and then Elvis just goes off and then she’s the first one to scream and then he yells for her to sit down when she jumps up! lmfao I was cracking up. Loved that part.

one of the other parts I loved is how Baz shoots Toms character the colonel when he’s trying to get a first look at young Elvis out back. He truly shot him like the predator he was. That was just ugh I loved that part, young Elvis is w his mama and those who care abt him and he’s nervous and just tryna get a grip and here he is watching and just taking in what he can to use for his own good. Ugh fucking piece of shit.

and the closet scene crying over him mama 😭 that must have been emotional for Austin.

and when they threatened him not to shake a pinky and he does before letting loose and all hell breaks loose.

I can see why Austin ended up in the hospital right after filming it must have taken such a toll on his body I can’t imagine what Elvis was actually feeling and sadly I understand why he passed so young.

I mean 10/10!! stunning

loooooveeeed this scene!! And how they shot the focus.

[fairytalesofyesterday]

I have no business writing this right now, because I have tons of other things I need to be writing and finishing, but really quick... Right now, I have this weird connection type feeling with my ex and I don't like it. We haven't talked in ages because we're bitter towards one another, but a couple nights this past week, he's been in my dreams, which also hasn't happened in a very long time.  (fuck, "How to Make A Heart Hollow" by Sparks the Rescue just came on my shuffle. wtfmaaan) Anyway, the first dream was occurring in a series of dark buildings/places. In one of them, where I was sitting, I got up and walked across the room of people. I felt someone grabbing me from behind as if to pick me up. So I sort of screamed and hit him with a text book when I saw who he was. I asked him why he was talking to me since we don't talk and all he could say was "Alexis, I love you. I've always loved you and I've been waiting to tell you that. If I could love anyway this much, it can only be you." I was stunned, as were my thoughts when I woke up the next morning. but I dismissed it, and moved on. The next night was fine, but the night after, there he was again. We were outside, talking, just the two of us. and we were hugging, unable to let go of one another. I don't know what the hell my subconscience is doing it or furthermore why it's doing it, because I don't have feelings for him any longer, but today took the cake. This year, we have a class together fourth period. We never even look at each other in that class, but we were typing up our essays and he was having some pointless conversation with this girl I know, next to him, about his dog. I saw him, from the corner of my eye, trying to steal glances at me. but I ignored it as I do everything else he does, and went on typing.  until of course I hear, "Alexis, isn't my dog mentally retarded?"

What I wish I said was "aren't you?" but I was too busy caught off guard by the fact that my name actually came from his lips. so I just said "Nooo, that's mean."  why the fuck is this happening, though?  

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also maybe a follow up for these two ???

Changes

Manny x YN (WoC)

Manny comes home with some news

warnings: MAYANS S4 spoilers , angst, cussing, hm I think that’s it 🤷🏽‍♀️

note: I’m supposed to be sleep for work but I had to write this really quick bc it wouldn’t leave my head. Also again I am Puerto Rican and Black (with a few other things😂) so character (you,reader,YN) will always be inspired by that kinda of upbringing. So WoC reader ALWAYS and thicc af! No permission for my work to be used anywhere else in any form by anyone!

and if y’all fucks with it let me know 🙂🫣

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Moving to the beat of the low playing music she danced around the kitchen putting the finishing touches on dinner. Bella was asleep early, YN made sure she had a fun filled day because daddy was coming home today. Her man was finally allowed to come home and she wanted nothing more to spend some one on one time with him. 

She adored their daughter but it was hard to grab some of the Mayan’s time when their energetic 3 year old was awake. She kept the music low and the banging around while cooking to a minimum to avoid waking the kid and so she could hear from her baby monitor. They both were set on keep it for a while, both very over protective especially given certain career paths.

Apart of her felt bad she made sure Bella would be sleep to the point she knew she would sleep through the night. The other part of her didn’t knowing Bella had such an amazing day, nothing was off limits to the toddler for the day. She did her best to make sure the little girl didn’t turn rotten from being spoiled beyond belief on an daily but once that Kutt walks in the house she knew it would simply go back to being Bella’s world. She couldn’t help the smile that graced her face at the thought of how lucky she was to have her little family. 

She put the lid back on the rice pot and slid it over to one of the burners she hadn’t used. Everything was finally finished, she would wait to plate the food to keep from having to use microwave. 

The song had just switched to something more sensual when she heard the familiar rumble of a certain bike. Butterflies erupted in her stomach as she dashed towards the door after throwing her apron on the counter. There was no time to get dressed but she knew he would be happy with her either way. 

Her bare feet swift on the cool marble floors, she almost ran into the door as she tried to slow her self down. She could hear his boots thudding closer to the door along with the jingle of his keys. Her hands quickly went to the lock and unlocked it, pulling the handle as she flung the door open. 

She didn’t even a chance to look at him as she threw herself into his arms as he stood at the entry way. The humidity from outside hit her as he caught her. His hands automatically falling to grip her ass. Before he could comment on her lack of shorts she crashed her lips into his. Passionately kissing him. Her tongue ran over his lips, he had to suppress a chuckle at how aggressive she was being. He wasn’t going to complain he loved that shit. 

They continue for a moment longer as he pressed her against the side of the door, his lower body grinding into hers. She moaned as he bite into her full bottom lip, letting it go with a pop. 

Their foreheads touched while they stood there staring at each other, their breathing heavy. 

“Hi” she said sweetly as her hand ran over his buzz cut. He smiled at her that smile she loved. 

“Hey mama” 

“I missed you so much” she said before pulling him into another quick kiss.

“I missed you more” He quipped with a smirk 

She rolled her eyes then leaned into his neck her teeth tugging his ear lob.  

“Impossible” she whispered.

“Nah it’s not mama” 

If she only knew how much he loved her, he told her but he doesn’t think he’s ever done good enough at explaining it. Maybe the reality was he could never, that no one could ever explain how he felt about her.

Before either one of them could speak about who missed who more, Manny’s grip tighten on her plump ass. He could feel the softens of bare ass. His hand glided over more to find the string of her thong.

“Oh mama you know better then to be out here in just my shirt and a thong” He felt that familiar pang of possessiveness and hungry fill him.

She rolled her eyes again before grinding against his harden cock. Her head tilted slightly to the side in faux innocents.

“But you like it daddy” she whispered seductively. 

He had to tamper down the lust starting to consume his body. The whole point of him coming home was to talk with her. He had a very heated conversation with Canche and there were things she needed to know. Manny started to feel bad about the decisions he made without her but there was no other options.

She could see the change taking over his soulful brown eyes. She felt a slight twist of worry as she tried to read his face. Something was going on and she had a feeling she wasn’t going to be happy about it. But then again could anything be worse then him almost dying a few weeks ago in that Mayans blood bath? 

She was fully aware he was stabbed and thrown off the roof. She cursed him out so bad for thinking it was a good idea to climb the roof. But it did work in his favor, he black out and then was left out of the rest of the blood shed, no one paying him any mind, most likely thinking he was dead as he laid bleeding until Alvarez showed up. She had to swallow to push back the acid that threatened to rise just at the thought. 

“Let’s go on the house mama”

X

They were staring at each other, he was intensely watching her as she stared back at him in disbelief and anger. 

She was conflicted but the only thing she could think to say was “No”.

“No?” He repeated, he shouldn’t be surprised but he was. He thought she’d jump at the chance for them to be together again after weeks apart.

“Absolutely, Manny are you and Canche fucking crazy?” She hissed at him. 

They were sitting on opposite couches in the living room. Once he broke the news about having to stay in Santo Padre until further notice and him renting a house so she and Bella could move out there in the next 2 days she plopped on the couch across from him, she couldn’t even sit next to him she was so angry.

“We’d be together”

“I know Manny, I want nothing more but our whole lives are here!” She started to yell.

He sat there watching her, letting her express how she felt.

“I-I mean, our friends, your family! My job! I-we can’t Manny. You have to talk to Canche, he needs to know this doesn’t work for our family” She said in a final tone, shaking her head. 

“YN-“

“No Manny” She said as she got up, “I will not move my whole life again! I already moved here to Yuma to be with you! I left my family behind! The only life I ever knew! And th- the club gets you whenever! Did I know that from the jump? Yes! Did I still choose to be with you? Yes! But they don’t get to do this!” She fussed as she paced back and forth infront of him. 

“Canche isn’t-“ 

“Fuck Canche! I know what happened was horrible to his son but Manny you have to see this isn’t right! Bella’s whole life, my life, has to change because of what Canche wants?!” 

“It’s just for a while” Manny replied.

She scoffed as she walked towards the kitchen. 

“You just said you didn’t know for how long Manny! Don’t bullshit me!” YN threw over her shoulder at him. She turned to ignore him as she went to pack up the rest of the left overs. 

“Stop yelling!” He said slightly raising his voice. 

She took deep breathes, knowing if Bella woke they wouldn’t be able to have this conversation. 

“Listen mama, Bella is still young enough-“

“DON’T! don’t use her age as if that matters! Her life is HERE! MY LIFE IS HERE!” She yelled with her back facing him, the need to be quiet gone almost instantly. 

Within seconds she heard the thud of his boots and felt his hand grip her arm to swing her around. Her back being slightly thrown into the counter. 

“IS WITH ME!” Manny yelled as he winced from the pain of his healing chest wound. “YOUR LIFE AND BELLA’S LIFE IS WITH ME AND EVER I AM!” He yelled. He deep brown eyes blazing with anger. She knew it wasn’t toward her but toward this situation he couldn’t control. He winced again as he tried to control his breathing. 

Her eyes started to gloss over. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. They should be eating or fucking right now and their doing neither, just this bullshit. She pressed her lips together to try and stop the sob that threatened to rip from her chest. He should be focused on healing not this.

Apart of her knew he was right. Their lives were meant to be lived together regardless of where that was. But this just don’t seem fair. She would have to pick up her and Bella’s lives in 2 days and move almost 3 hrs away. 

Manny leaned forward, his face close to hers as she looked down at the spot on his chest she knew the wound was healing. The tears started to slip and she didn’t care to cash them away. 

“Hey hey hey” Manny said as his hands left the side of the counter he was caging her in between and gripped her face. His thumbs whipping away the tears. 

“Mama look at me” He said softly, he waited til her eyes found his. 

“I need you and Bella with me. I can’t go another day being so far away wondering what y’all doing, how y’all day is going, are y’all safe?“ He whispered, “My life is nothing with out y’all. I can’t control what is going on right now but I can make sure my family is with me, I cant live anymore days not being able to see or hold you and Bella when I want, and I couldn’t live with myself if something happened and I was so far away” He confessed in a soft voice with a hint of fear. 

She leaned her head forward so it leaned on his chest. Her soft sniffles the only thing that can be heard now. They stood like that for what seemed like hours. Just holding each other in the peacefulness of their home. The home they spend the last 4 years building together. 

“Ok” she whispered into his chest.

He stilled. She could feel the weight and tension leave his body after her acceptance of the situation.

“Thank you mama, I promise I’ll do whatever I can to make this easier for our family” He promised as he kissed the top of her head, his large hands running up and down her back. 

“The house better be just as nice as ours here” she sassed him,She felt his chest rumble before she leaned back into the counter pulling from his embrace, “and I don’t want to get rid of our home here either”. 

“What ever you say mama” He answered smiling down at her.  

She rolled her eyes at his charms as small whines could be heard from monitor, letting them know Bella would wake any moment. YN watched Manny eyes light up. 

“Go get her daddy” She said shooing him away to go get the toddler would be ecstatic to see him.  He pecked her lips once more before turning and jogging towards the stairs. She watched as he flung his kutt and shirt on the couch. His lean bare back disappearing up the stairs. 

She smiled seeing some things may never change. When home he always rid his shirt and kutt before embracing this daughter especially after a long ride through the Desert. 

She felt a little bit of peace wash over her as she heard his voice speaking to their daughter through the monitor, knowing he would keep his promise to do everything he could for their little family. And though they had to make this move to Santo Padre, their family would always be first to them both. 

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[ughdontbeboring]

bruh so now you gotta still SKIP the month on Savage x Fenty even after making a purchase?!?!

i had call them and tell em re fund my shit. thats really so frustrating, that now on top of making the purchase i have to remember to still skip.

[ughdontbeboring]

I wanna revisit them so bad and give them an ending 😩😩😩😩 hopefully I find inspo soon

Bad times calling

Rio x y/n

Rio never thought he’d come home to what he walked into and what walked out.

warnings: cheating, gun, mention of fertility issues, angst

sidenote: no smut but blog is for 18+ so minors DNI! No permission for my works for me used anywhere else.

if you guys likey please belong and comment ☺️😘

I trusted you.

Rio sighed when he reached the door of his condo, leaning forward he laid his head against the metal door. Condo number 306. To shake away the guilt he tried to focus on the woman behind it and how much he loved her. He could honestly say there wasn’t a woman he had ever came close to loving as much as he loved her. The mother of his child he loved but they always seemed more of friends who had sex and had gotten pregnant.

Trying to steady his shaky breathing he pushed himself back as he went to put his key in the lock. He didn’t want to bring this shit home to her. She didn’t deserve his shitty attitude or him for that fact, for the bullshit he did. He wasn’t sure if he could fix this. He reminded himself there was nothing to fix, he just needed to keep making better decisions from here on out.

The only thing saving him was the fact that only two people knew and luckily he was one of them.

His eyebrows knitted together when he realized the door to his condo was unlocked. That never happened. He pushed the door slowly while his right hand went to his gun in the back of his pants. Stepping into the condo his eyes searched the open layout.

“Baby?” He called.

The condo looked fine nothing out of place. There wasn’t any food cooking, which he usually came home to or left overs packed away when he came home too late.

“Mamas where you at?”

She was supposed to pick up Marcus today but he didn’t see any sign of him, maybe they were trying to scare him. He put his gun behind him just incase that was the case. He didn’t want Marcus to see that.

“Marcus?” He called out again.

He could hear moving around in the bedroom, he walked toward their bedroom still on alert. Pushing their bedroom door open he could hear footsteps thudding around. He knew those foot steps.

“Mamas you didn’t hear me?” He said “I thought something happened” he finished as he put his gun on the night stand.

The next thing he knew she came barreling out of their shared walk in closet. Tears running down her beautiful face, nose red. He walked up to her without a second thought.

“Mama what’s wrong? you ok?” He asked genuinely concerned before anger started to bubble inside his chest. He didn’t like to see her upset and crying. He looked her over trying to find anything that would explain the tears. Did someone do something to her? Did she hurt herself by accident? He reached out his hands to grab her face and she mushed his hands away. He was confused as he looked up down to her face.

“Baby-“

“Is it true?”

His eyes searched hers, still trying to figure out what was going on.

“Mama I don’t know-“

“Don’t call me that!” She yelled making him flinch. The sudden changing in her tone catching him off guard. Maybe he was being naive but there was no way she knew.

He sighed hard.

“Fucking answer me Christopher!!”

“Is what true?” He asked starting to get annoyed that he didn’t know what was going on.

She laughed as she shook her head.

“Y/N” he said as he went to grab her hand, she jerked away, this time the pain stung his chest. He’d never been in this situation with her before. Never had her pull away from him in a serious matter.

“Did you or did you not fuck that bimbo white bitch Beth Boland?” She seethed at him, eyes full of anger.

Rio froze.

How? Was all he could think.

He was going to kill who ever told her. Think Rio think, he thought to himself.

“Who told you that?”

“I won’t ask again” she said as she stood in front of him, challenging him, her eyes searching his, no doubt waiting to see if she would find lies in them.

There was no point in lying to her. He had always been truthful about everything from what he did to his past, everything expect fucking Beth. she knew he worked a lot with the house wives and closely but she trusted him.

The last year of his life with her had been the most happiest. Between her and Marcus he felt like their was hope for his life. More then guns and drugs.

He sighed. Guilt flooding his body.

“Yes but-“

“How many times?”

“Please don’t ask me that” he said running his hand down his face, he couldn’t lie to her again but he also didn’t want her to know the whole truth.

She stared at him with eyes that angrier by the second. Moments passed as they stood there staring at one another. Rio worriedly waited her next move, waiting to see if there was a way he could fix this. When she did nothing but stare with those eyes, chest heaving, he knew there wasn’t away around her question. He sighed as he looked down before looking up and holding her eyes again.

“3 times”. His voice full of guilt.

“3 FUCKING TIMES! You fucked her 3 ti-“ She cur her self off her hand coming up to her mouth trying to control the breaking of her voice.

“I-“

“So everything she said could be true then” she asked trying to hold back the sobs.

“What else did she say?” He didn’t even want to ask, didn’t want to know the answer. If she said what he was praying she wouldn’t then he may very well throw up. The thought of being without her making him sick.

“Are you going to make me say it?” She asked looking like she might be the one to vomit instead. His eyes just watched her not knowing what to do. Not being man enough to even say it to her face the words she was looking for, not this he couldn’t. He couldn’t say it.

When he didn’t say anything but stare at her with those beautiful dark sad eyes she shallowed the pressure she felt raising in her chest.

“That....that that baby is yours” she said in the most quiet voice that if he wasn’t looking at her he probably wouldn’t had realize she was talking.

“I don’t believe her, I don’t believe she’s actually pregnant I think she’s trying to buy herself time because it was coming to a end for her” He trying to convince her that there was no baby, at least he didn’t believe so.

“That isn’t a no” she said before pushing past him, he actually stumbled back a step being caught off guard by the impact. It was then that he noticed all the LV hard case luggage in their bedroom. She went to grab two rolling hard case trolleys that each had a duffle on it.

“What’s with the luggage y/n?” He asked walking over to her and trying to push her stuff back out of her reach as panic set in. She sucked her teeth as she shot him a cold glare.

“Move”

“Nah I can’t let you leave here mama” he said trying to grab some of her stuff from her. She swatted his hand.

“I said fucking move!”

“I am not letting you leave!! We have to talk about this!! You have to let me fix this!” He said yelling, his voice starting to crack with emotions.

“Fuck it I don’t need that shit then” she pulled the one trolley and duffle she had in her far side hand and marched out of the room. Rio pushed the luggage out his way as he jogged after her.

“Marcus is still with his mother, I told her we had to handle something and couldn’t pick him up, that you’d pick him up later or tomorrow” she said walking into the living room to get her purse from the kitchen island.

“His dinner for tonight is already made and his sports schedule is up, he has his soccer game tomorrow”. Even now she was looking out for him, looking out for his son. Making sure he was taken care of. Marcus would be devastated to find the home empty without her. She was a big part of both of their lives. She made Rio’s condo a home for them.

“Ma you gotta hear me out” He said following there toward the door. He had to get her to stay if she left he didn’t know what would happen.

She stopped with her hand on the door knob and Rio felt a spark of hope, but it would be short lived.

“Was it because I would have difficulty having one? A child” she said as clear as she could as she turned her face toward him, eyes blood shot red. Her face wet again with tears. Her beautiful face completely broken.

The tears fell harder as she stared at him, her world slowly crushing. He was the cause and here she stood thinking it had something to do with her, he hated himself in this moment more then he ever had.

His own eyes swelled with unshed tears as he stared at her broken face. His world crushed.

“No,no,no mama I swear” He said rushing her and grabbed her face despite her protests. His hands forcing her to look at him.

“I swear it was all on me, I was being a fucking low life, I swear on everything I’d live my life with you without more children. I told you that before I could never leave you” He said his eyes begging her to see the honesty in them.

He had told her that before when she got the news that she would have difficulty having children because of PCOS that he didn’t need more children, he just needed her and Marcus. But he would try when she wanted to. Try all the treatments, whatever it took whenever she was ready to try for a baby.

“It was that time you left to your sisters when we had that fight and I fucked up baby, I did. She was just there it meant nothing. I know how it looks but it’s not that” He tired to reason as he wiped her tears. She shook her head not able to deal with this. This is why she freaked when he called her mama earlier. Fuck he hated himself.

“Wait please don’t leave, you stay and I’ll go to a hotel”

She pushed him back and pulled the door open.

“At least tell me where you going?”

“That’s none of you business anymore Rio”

“Please, I need you” He begged.

“I trusted you” she said before walked out the condo and out of Rio’s life.

As the door shut Rio roughly wiped the few tears he let fall. He pulled out his phone to text Mick. He needed someone to have a eye on Y/N from this moment forward and he needed someone to bring him Beth immediately. As much as he wanted her dead he knew in his gut Beth would be prefect to take the fall down the road. He couldn’t kill her yet BUT he would spend the time up til that moment making her life a living fucking hell.

He also texted Rhea letting her know he couldn’t get Marcus til tomorrow. He couldn’t face his son tonight and his million questions about her and where she was. He couldn’t face his sons disappointment. He didn’t even know what to tell him.

He would stay at a hotel tonight, he couldn’t be here without her.

As he walked out his condo he promised himself he would make it a home again for the 3 of them.

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Ahhhh I broke my own heart, if y’all read my other fics im showing a pattern of angst here 🥲

also if you’ve read my August Walker story just know the last chapter is coming this week!