— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃.

🜸 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘺．

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃.

❛ owner of wilder’s bar
and venue. son of
one of the founding
families. born and
raised on the biggest
cattle ranch in town. ❜

written by #єємѕ

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

of course he’s thinking of @cosmicwoes this Christmas.

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

🜸

𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 ☃︎︎

[— 𝓑𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝑮𝑼𝑵. @ofmxderntimcs]

𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐀.

❛ born in brazil. military
veteran. bookstore
owner. divorced.
father of twins. ❜

written by #єємѕ

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

to him again, he couldn’t pass on the opportunity.

the kiss deepened just a tad with every second that passed and ford eventually let a groan slip past his lips into lara’s mouth.

his hands moved off her face and slipped down her figure, eventually settling on her hips.

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

her touches… they were driving him crazy. that soft caress of his cheek, the feeling of gentle fingers on his neck. no one ever came close to what lara was able to do to him.

as soon as their lips touched, ford sighed into the kiss. both his hands sliding towards her face and_

[ᯓ⟡ ᅠ ‍𝑬𝐋𝓞𝐈𝐒𝐄. @cosmicwoes]

she wasn't the only one with that lingering idea. before she knew it, her gaze had dropped to lips at the suggestion, closing that last little space between them to claim the softest kiss. lingering, testing the water.

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

cupping it gently. calloused thumbs rubbing across her delicate skin.

his mind was telling him to stop. that this was a bad idea. lara would go back to the city and leave him heartbroken (again). but… the man couldn’t stop.

after three years of yearning for her to be close_

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

https://t.co/9N4wOhnJpf

will try and do replies + starters on all my accs later today, but pls done hate me if i dont do it all 😭🥴💔

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

normalcy. normalcy between the two of them. how things used to be between them. minus samuel . . .

“keep lookin’ at me like that, lara… and i’ll kiss you.”

the words left him before he could think them through. eyes full of everything.

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

with the look she was giving him, ford felt the urge to lean in and close the small distance between them, but he held back. not wanting to cross a line and make things worse.

still, his eyes searched lara’s, for any sign she might want what he wanted. even for just one night;_

[ᯓ⟡ ᅠ ‍𝑬𝐋𝓞𝐈𝐒𝐄. @cosmicwoes]

still lingering in her blood. she then pulled away in the slightest, just enough to tilt her head to look up at him. to really *look at him this time, into those eyes she knew too well, the faintest hint a smile gracing her lips at the sight.

[ᯓ⟡ ᅠ ‍𝑬𝐋𝓞𝐈𝐒𝐄. @cosmicwoes]

( @anculusfumidus )

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

the emotions of the photograph and being in samuel’s room, it was the familiarity of holding lara so close to him, that got him teary eyed.

it had been three years. three years since he’d held the love of his life.

“i’ve missed you, lara.”

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

he did exactly that. hold her the way he used to.

with one arm around her frame and the other a little higher, hand holding the back of her head against his chest.

“i know…”

the man knew exactly what she was talkinf about. feeling tears blur his own vision.

apart from_

[ᯓ⟡ ᅠ ‍𝑬𝐋𝓞𝐈𝐒𝐄. @cosmicwoes]

own, and he felt so far away, so out of reach from the people they used to be.

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

lara. he always wanted his mama by his side when he went to bed. ford never took it away.

“you should have this…”

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

ford only came to sammie’s room every once in a while. it wasn’t a regular thing for him. it still managed to give him goosebumps in the worst way possible.

standing close by lara, he almost wanted to let himself lay his chin on her head, but he withheld.

instead, he breathed_

[ᯓ⟡ ᅠ ‍𝑬𝐋𝓞𝐈𝐒𝐄. @cosmicwoes]

those silly toys right now, for a little boy's laughter and apologies to follow.

“I can't believe it's been three years.” lara eventually murmured, voice so quiet as though she was scared to interrupt the delicate air of the room.

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

out a sigh, agreeing with her as he softly squeezed her fingers.

“there ain’t a day that i don’t miss him.” 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶．

letting her hand slip from his own, the man walked over to the little nightstand by samuel’s old bed. on it was a frames photograph of sammie with_

[— 𝓑𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝑮𝑼𝑵. @ofmxderntimcs]

𝐌𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍.

❛ problem kid turned
cop. small town guy.
comes from a farming
family. over a year
sober. born in 1995. ❜

written by #єємѕ

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

am with you,”

he spoke softly. so softly, it was barely a whisper.

“y’can leave whenever.”

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

watched the woman closely, ford followed her at a safe and polite distance. leaving her enough room to be in the moment herself, but when she hesitated and didn’t make another move, he slowly stepped closer.

her back was almost flush against his chest as he reached a hand out_

[ᯓ⟡ ᅠ ‍𝑬𝐋𝓞𝐈𝐒𝐄. @cosmicwoes]

take that last step to push the door open.

[— 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐃. @anculusfumidus]

and placed it over lara’s on the doorknob. his nose basically able to smell the scent of her shampoo.

gently, he turned the doorknob, very slowly. upon hearing the ‘click’ that let him know it was opened, he gave it a little push. his hand, however, didn’t leave lara’s.

“i_