emotional fence

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Hey, Stay out of trouble
I’ll be on me best behavior

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“I go outta here every morning, I bust my butt ‘cause I like you? You’re about the biggest fool I ever saw. A man is supposed to take care of his family. You live in my house, feed your belly with my food, put your behind on my bed because you’re my son. It’s my duty to take care of you, I owe a responsibility to you, I ain’t got to like you!”

Fences (2016) dir. Denzel Washington

noah fence but klance is a mutually supportive, beautiful and healthy relationship and they are growing to really trust each other. keith leaving is a hiccup in their journey but they are going to continue to grow as individuals and as a pair. lance keeps keith grounded, keith inspires lance to become the best he can and keep improving and learning and growing, inspires lance to believe in himself and his ideals.

they’re going to have such a strong friendship that will eventually blossom into pure love, and they will have their moments, but overall they are so fucking in love…because they went through so much together, grew so much together, experienced changes and heartbreaks and war and laughter and tears together, and that’s what makes them so strong!!

my favorite headcanon is keith and lance becoming best friends before they start dating, people who spend lots of time together and trust each other with anything, have fun together and remember that they really are just kids who deserve a break. because your partner should be your best friend and that’s such a sweet and beautiful way to build a relationship …..god i’m emotional?? they love each other so much, even just as friends???

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Title: Ride With Me - part nine
Serie’s prompt: Alternate Universe (AU) in which the reader is a horse rider who goes to a ranch in Arizona to gain work experience. During her time on the ranch she develops a strong connection with a wrangler and horse trainer named Dean. A story about a cowboy who falls for the girl, a story about the importance of family.
Prompt part 9: You try to stay busy in order to keep your mind off the fight between Dean and Ash. You are worried about Dean, though, because he did not take his friend’s words well. When you go out to find him, the state that he’s in catches you by surprise and you aren’t sure if you can convince him to shed his armor.
Words: 4971 words
Characters: Dean, Jo, Ash, Bobby, Ellen, Benny, Garth, Rufus Turner, Reader
Pairings: Dean x reader (not in this part yet, but I’m getting there!)
Warnings: language, argument, angst(ish), drama, fluff, mild alcohol consumption
Author’s note: Alright, it took me a little longer than a few hours! Tumblr hates me. But it is here and I hope you like it! Feedback is more than welcome.
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The evening has set in completely, a clouded sky obstructing the view of the galaxy above. Normally a dark space blue would stretch out above the ranch, blending into a lighter tone at the horizon in the west, where the sun sank down hours ago. But today the sky is black, no moon nor stars decorate the night’s ceiling. Almost as if the weather knows that it’s not the time to sparkle and be breathtaking. No one will look up to appreciate her anyway.

You vacuumed the bunkhouse, then gave the kitchen a good once over while Dean and Ash were out, just to keep busy. Jo took your example and scrubbed the bathroom, also waiting for the storm to pass. At least the therapeutical cleanup isn’t for nothing, because there was enough sand between the floorboards for the footing of a new arena and there were complete organisms living in the refrigerator. Wranglers are a bunch of swines, that much you know. You fold the wrenched cloth that you used neatly and leave it in the sink as you stare through the four squared window. Still no sign of Dean. Honestly, you’re not sure if it would be reasonable to expect Ash back tonight, since he doesn’t have to show up for work in the morning. But Dean isn’t going to stay away, is he? While you were cleaning the faucet until you were able to see your own reflection in the copper, you got past denying how worried you are about him. Staying here and letting him be, as Jo put it, feels wrong. A breath of air escapes from your lips when you eye the wall clock again. Ten minutes to nine; he’s been gone for almost two hours. 

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