MY BABE ✷ Sinners
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𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 ⦂ b. chow
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✓ ✱⠀𝓢𝒀𝑵𝑶𝑷𝑺𝓘𝑺⠀?! rose carried fire in her lungs and glitter in her veins; she was radiant, even in her restlessness, and when the baby came, bo fell in love twice over: once with the tiny weight of a life, and once again with the woman who would not stay. but dreams have a texture, a weight, and hers were made of film reels and marquee lights and the hush just before a scene begins. she carried the baby's scent in the fold of her coat and bo's silence in the pit of her stomach, and she walked until the road blurred behind her, until she was no longer a mother, a partner, a girl from anywhere - but just rose, becoming. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ O R . . . 𝓲𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝓲𝒄𝒉. she loved bo with a quiet, aching tenderness, but she loved the life she hadn't lived more, so when the road called, she left him standing in the heat, carrying only his silence and the sorrow of what staying would've taken from her. ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❝ life is precious. let's love with no regrets while we're alive. ❞ ⠀⠀𝐛𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐰 ⠀⠀∝⠀⠀𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜⠀⠀˒⠀⠀𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠Complete
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Sinful. | imagines.
An imagines book for the characters from the movie 'Sinners' enjoy!♡
LUCKY, sinners
𝙄 𝘼𝙄𝙉'𝙏 𝙇𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙔, 𝙎𝙈𝙊𝙆𝙀. 𝙄'𝙈 𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙎𝙀𝘿 Celeste 'Lucky' King were the SmokeStack Twins guilty pleasure. They knew each other since they were kids. Always looked out for each other, took care of each other. But there were always unresolved feelings in this trio. It was clear as day both Smoke and Stack had a thing for Lucky, they couldn't hide it for the life of them. Now, 7 years after the trios disappearance from Mississippi, they're back now. But all of them are in deep shit. And Lucky... she ain't so Lucky anymore.. Smoke X Fem Oc X Stack (Love Triangle)
𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✓ ✱⠀𝓢𝒀𝑵𝑶𝑷𝑺𝓘𝑺⠀?! rose carried fire in her lungs and glitter in her veins; she was radiant, even in her restlessness, and when the baby came, bo fell in love twice over: once with the tiny weight of a life, and once again with the woman who would not stay. but dreams have a texture, a weight, and hers were made of film reels and marquee lights and the hush just before a scene begins. she carried the baby's scent in the fold of her coat and bo's silence in the pit of her stomach, and she walked until the road blurred behind her, until she was no longer a mother, a partner, a girl from anywhere - but just rose, becoming. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ O R . . . 𝓲𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝓲𝒄𝒉. she loved bo with a quiet, aching tenderness, but she loved the life she hadn't lived more, so when the road called, she left him standing in the heat, carrying only his silence and the sorrow of what staying would've taken from her. ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❝ life is precious. let's love with no regrets while we're alive. ❞ ⠀⠀𝐛𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐰 ⠀⠀∝⠀⠀𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜⠀⠀˒⠀⠀𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠
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