╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛.

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

⠀ 𓍯𓂃𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦’𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠.

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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never said that, miss. jus’ don’t think that’s a ladies job.
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[𓉸ྀི . ♱ ‍ 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 ‍ 𝔇𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃 @corrodedhearts]

what you think just cause i wear a skeezer dress one time im afraid to get my hands dirty?

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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she looks quite the opposite of him. his beat up, old carhartt jacket and faded jeans make him stick out like a sore thumb around this one.

cigarette is pinched between pointer and thumb while he takes another drag. “you’re a sentimental one.”
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[𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 . @amorymortem]

“yet it never sets the same.” a smooth response, followed by the subtle drag of her cigarette. she wears a dark purple dress pass the knees, comfortable boots with a block heel and a bag seemingly full.

down turned eyes with long lashes, glossy lips, a big nose bridge and a +

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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she wanna get all dirty .ᐣ it���s a lot of cleaning up.
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[𓉸ྀི . ♱ ‍ 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 ‍ 𝔇𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃 @corrodedhearts]

she could lend him a hand—she loves animals

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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mornin’. he really doesn’t feel like tending to the farm animals today.
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[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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enjoy the view with your own eyes. it’ll always set again tomorrow.”
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[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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hank keeps his sights straight ahead, afraid to look too long——freak her out by staring. there’s a strange beauty to her, something 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑞𝑢𝑒.

“it never looks as good in pictures,” he says finally allowing their eyes to meet. he attempts a neutral facade. “should
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[𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 . @amorymortem]

as the redhead takes his time, the greek woman joins by lighting her own cigarette. a hint of gloss is left on the end, right as she holds it between her fingers.

“just wanted to catch the sunset, I love to take pictures of it.” the smoke comes out partially from her nose, +

[lorde lyrics bot @lordelyricsbot]

And I'll never go home again

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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between his lips while lighting.

a long drag is taken before tilting head towards the sky to exhale the smoke through words. “what got you in such a rush .ᐣ”
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[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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there’s a full pack in his pocket, but he’s going to accept this strangers, feel her out a bit. his cortex is intrigued, and he can’t yet figure out in which way yet.

“yeah.” he grins, slips rough fingers into the container. “thanks,” he says mumbling with it
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[𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 . @amorymortem]

“would you like another one?” she's offering a pack right from her purse, vices connect individuals sometimes. she's gentle, her moves like a swan on a lake, right on the sunset.

[what ‍ the ‍ heart ‍ left ‍ u͟n͟s͟a͟i͟d͟｡ @heartsunheard]

you  can  try  with  all  your  might,  but  you’ll  never  wipe  their  blood  from  your  hands.

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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wise for a girl like you to be out this late all by herself. let alone be out naked. you never know what evil could be hanging around.”

𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 if she hadn’t caught him on a good night.
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[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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her look of innocence doesn’t fool him. the girl doesn’t trust him. not like he could blame her for it. it’s a tale as old as time——beware of strange men lurking in the shadows.

hank holds intense eye contact with that sickly sweet smile of his. without glancing away.
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[𝑙͟𝑢͟𝑐͟𝑘͟𝑦͟ 𝑦͟𝑜͟𝑢 𖥸 @HIPPIEFUNERAL]

perfectly good 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙. would he know what that is? something refuses to rest in his presence, especially once he decides to close the remaining distance. her eyes never leave him, finally able to get a good look at who’s been watching her.

thin lipped smile curves, +

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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from her pupils, the movement is noted. what he hasn’t noticed is that he’s been leaning a little too forward into her personal space until she steps back. he straightens his posture.

he shakes his laugh with a laugh of disbelief. “no. never. ‘n i don’t think it’s
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[‍ ‍you gonna help me, doc ? @R0TW1THME]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ i ⠀⠀ don’t feel ⠀⠀ 𝘴𝘢𝘥 ⠀⠀ i don’t feel ⠀⠀ 𝗮͟𝗻͟𝘆͟𝘁͟𝗵͟𝗶͟𝗻͟𝗴͟ . ⠀⠀ it’s a ⠀ FILTHY ⠀⠀ world we l i v e in ⠀. a filthy , goddamn 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 , world ⠀⠀… ⠀i’m⠀ 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙞𝙣�� to take * them ⠀⠀somewhere ⠀CLEAN and k i n d

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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he can feel her eyes burning holes in the back of his head. pencil pauses the gentle strokes against the page as head turns to view the culprit.

ℎ𝑚.

he gives a small wave before returning to the sketch book.
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[𝓢. @MlDWESTBEAUTY]

she had been watching from a distance, curious to what exactly he was sketching.

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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“i was just passin’ through. wanted to go on a walk.” fingers rake through long hair, pushing the strands back while eyes flicker from the stranger to the animal. “ya shouldn’t be out all alone.”
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[✴︎ 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍-𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 @cottagemania]

and so does she. “where are you coming from?” sage says, caressing the jet black hair of the companion.

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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resting in an empty field, sketching.
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[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

// so many replies to do. But I got busy last night. Ill do them after work

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

// I know I got replies to do but im being lazy my dumbass stayed awake till 7 am so hoping to do everything when my nocturnal energy comes back

[╋━ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 @HIDDENBODlES]

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hands are held up in defense. he can see the horse becoming unease around his presence. it must sense the evil lurking below the surface.

“my bad. didn’t know i wasn’t welcome ‘round here.”
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[✴︎ 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍-𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 @cottagemania]

“I'm pretty sure you're aware this land isn't yours to visit.” she stands a few feet away, black horse by her side.
@HIDDENBODlES