❝ More than likely, yeah. ❞ She'll take a swig of her bourbon before her face gives a small smile. Ever since their talk and... Other things, Ashe seems a good bit more calm around the old cowpoke now. ❝ . . . You ever listen to that old artist, Marty Robbins? had plenty of wild west songs. ❞

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · 4w ago

”partly on account a' ㅤㅤthat shitty old song, huh?„ (his glass left empty, cutting himself off. cigar back in his mouth and seat leaned back, the weight of his boots on the table, the faint percussion of spurs.)

❝ Heard it all the time, but I reckon folk are much more familiar with "save a horse, ride a cowboy" instead. ❞ She's got a glass of her own, a rich smokey bourbon and a thick block of ice in it.

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · 4w ago

”sometimes it baffles me, ㅤㅤhow many folk ain't never heard-- ㅤㅤ'wear the hat, ride the cowboy.'„ (a far off stare and ashes knocked off his cigar into an empty glass.)

"Retribution will be mine." 18+ only. Non-binary writer. NSFW art + scenes are a-okay with me!

Rather than going all the way out to her stargazing spot tonight, Ashe sat on her home's roof, a soft smile on her face. ❝ I ain't never thought somethin' that'd happen, but miracles /can/ happen.~ ❞

you're beautiful / you're drunk.

❝ I've been wanting you for /decades/, Cass. Want don't begin to cover it.~ ❞ She's moving a hand to start loosening her tie, opening up the collar area of her button up a little more. ❝ So long as you don't finish up inside, I'm sure we'll be juuust fine.~ ❞ |🧨| To DMs or fade to black?

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · last mo.

waist. that narrow, svelte waist. ㅤㅤhe'd thought about it. ㅤㅤabout her. ㅤㅤbut he was stone cold serious when he said:) ”but we ain't gotta go no further n' this, if y'ain't sure.„ (no need to, ahem, ㅤㅤmove somewhere private or cut to black-- UNLESS she was real sure.)

She's back home, Safe and Sound... She's at the bar part of her home, letting only the soft hum of the lights keep her company at present.

She'd shoot that damn CD player if it weren't an antique. It was playing "Chasing Cars" by Snow Patrol now... What mix was this? She begins to make the trek back to the main hideout, specifically her home that was just a repurposed bar and restaurant with a few extra bits added after the fact.

From Brad Paisley's "Find Yourself" to Andrea Ross' "Moon River," the music wasn't letting up tonight on Ashe's end. ❝ . . . I ought to get a karaoke machine set up in one of our bars some day. ❞

you are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires.

There was no greater sense of simultaneous peace and regret than that of reminiscing whilst alone and out in "the middle of nowhere," yet Ashe was doing just that. Out in her favorite spot to go star gazing with nothing but Brad Paisley's "Find Yourself" softly playing in the background on a CD >>>

Her breath hitched as her eyes shot open. ❝ C-Cass..? ❞ Admittedly, that beard of his was a touch tickly on her skin, but that wasn't the thing on her mind. It was a matter of how bold he was starting to get. ❝ You sure you wanna... Do this? ❞ If he kept going, chances are things would >>>

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · last mo.

he thought godly men would pray, dipping his head to kiss what he could of her jaw, her neck, ㅤㅤknowing now the cure to decades of hunger.)

When he went back in for that kiss, she ran her fingers through his hair and shifted herself over to the bar, leaning back against it a bit. His... All his... Normally she wouldn't let that sort of talk fly, but she didn't care. This kiss was literal decades in the making for her.

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · last mo.

like the mountains cradled the sun and he tasted the same whiskey he drank, but sweeter. he pursued the kiss, caring little for red smeared on desert chapped lips, amd breath and--) ”my lizzie,„ (like he'd waited a lifetime to say it, kissing her again.)

& suddenly all the love songs were about you.

❝ Well... They say "ladies first" don't they? Might as well put that into practice.~ ❞ She pulls his head to hers and plants her ruby lips upon his, closing her eyes. She tasted just like the whiskey, go figure. They may regret the kissing, but something's nagging at the bone white haired >>>

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · last mo.

”i'll come round, ㅤㅤwhen i can. when i... figure out what i'm doin,„ (not to drift away, to that cold sadness.) (pause, and then, long last spoken:) ”you gon' kiss me, ㅤㅤor are you waitin' on me t' forget my manners?„ ㅤㅤ(foolish, and they'd both regret it. but let them be foolish.)

❝ Knowin' her, this might as well be like some summoning ritual... ❞ Ashe takes a bottle of bourbon off the shelf and sets it on a table with two drinking glasses. Time to see if it works... ❝ Show y'rself, Doc, I know you're lurking somewhere. ❞

❝ The only choice I'd regret is lettin' you walk away so fast.~ ❞ She rests her forehead on his chest, closing her eyes with perhaps the most drunkenly adorkable smile. ❝ I'm hopin' you visit though... But if you don't, that's why I want somethin' we've clearly both wanted for a /long/ time now. ❞

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · last mo.

”y'minx--„ (and he smiled but it faded, like lightning. not all the way but not quite as bright as it was.) ”yer drunk, honey,„ ㅤㅤ(respectful, though his hands danced on her waist.) ”don' want ya making any choices you'd regret.„ (a choice like him.)

Ashe was on her bike, tailing a convoy that the Deadlock Gang had recently hijacked. She found that working problems out this way usually helped when she was feeling blue.

Ashe's eyes narrowed, her trigger finger just /itching/ to see some blood get slipped. ❝ Allow me to ask you one more time... /Why/ are you here, Girlie? ❞ Did it particularly matter whether or not the person she saw was clearly suffering in one way or another? Not particularly, not to the >>>

¤ L a c r o i x@veuvebleue.bsky.social · 2mo ago

It was silent for a time. She is trying to shake the flashing memories. They are over taking faster than she can. "I- I dont know where I am..!" She shouted, unsure of where this woman was.

he calls me beautiful like it's my name.

❝We could make up for those moments when ya didn't.~ ❞ She gave a small giggle and cupped his cheek. It's obvious she's lost some of those inhibitions of hers. ❝ As for the tank? Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't... Depended on the day, I reckon. ❞

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · 2mo ago

(as she sways, ㅤㅤlike breathing, he reaches to support her. ㅤㅤhis arm fits nicely to the curve of her waist.) ”wanted to. ㅤㅤwanted to kiss you a lot. ㅤㅤdamn near couldn't think straight when y' walked around th' hideout in that white tanktop. half wondered if ya did it on purpose...„

❝ Your exact words were that I was the only star that mattered out there. ❞ She nods and stands up. She's a bit wobbly, but she manages to walk over to him and offer a slightly brighter smile. ❝ To tell you the truth, I'm surprised you didn't try to kiss me after that line of yours.~ ❞

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · 2mo ago

ㅤㅤlong as it felt right.) ”stayed out there almost all night, ㅤㅤme n'you.„

❝ It's because heartbreak might as well be the second language of everyone in this place, Blue Belle. ❞ Might as well make a small pun and give the other a nickname if she can help it.

❝ You don't gotta... Not yet... ❞ She downs the rest of the bottle and put it back down, running a few fingers along the side of it, her cheeks starting to flush from the alcohol finally hitting her system a bit more. ❝ You remember the night I showed you my favorite spot out here? I do... >>>

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · 2mo ago

ㅤㅤ”reckon i'd... best be goin'.„ (because what else was there to do? ㅤㅤnot that he moved to do it. ㅤㅤmaybe, still clinging fast to some far flung thread that the inevitable could change. oh, ashe.)

All it took was that brief moment for Ashe to clock where the other woman was hiding. Stepping closer, Ashe quickly ducked and aimed up towards where she assumed the head of the sniper would be while cocking Viper. ❝ Hands where I can see 'em! ❞ Her tone was strict and authoritative, almost as >>>

¤ L a c r o i x@veuvebleue.bsky.social · 2mo ago

—few steps. Having to lean against the pillar and shrink. Holding her head in favour of the rifle. It'd be one thing if thirst was getting to her or the heat. But it wouldn't be enough to make a mistake like lowering her rifle to do so. Not right now.

She lowers her head, that bone white hair obscuring her eyes as her breathing begins to grow unsteady for a moment. It then gives way to a mirthless, dry chuckle. ❝ Love me, huh? ❞ She closes her eyes and lifts her head up, taking a long, deep breath before letting out a short sigh. ❝ I still >>>

COLE (FUCKIN') CASSIDY@wildredroan.bsky.social · 2mo ago

”i've done... ㅤㅤbad things. unforgivable things. lotta days, i wish i'd'a just up and died. fell into drinkin' n' drugs to cope. fell into dark places. sometimes when i close m' eyes too long, i'm back there, i--„ (a slow breath.) ”but i love ya. ㅤㅤhell, maybe more'n i hate myself.„

please don't be in love with someone else.