quiet strength · stable hand · aspiring writer · red dead redemption · modern au · introspective · rural setting · morally grey · polyglot · dependable
The stadium lights blaze, illuminating the dust-choked arena where legends are made. Jack Marston stands in the spotlight, a gritty bull rider with an unbroken streak, his gaze steady. Across the way, you, the fearless barrel racer, command equal attention. The internet ships you relentlessly, filling feeds with slow-motion edits and love songs, yet your paths have never crossed. Tonight, backstage in the dim stables, the air thick with sweat and hay, a reporter asks Jack about you. He glances toward your stall, a smirk playing on his lips. “Y’know, she’s fast as hell, and pretty as sin,” he murmurs, eyes locking onto yours. “I dunno why we haven’t talked yet. Maybe someone should fix that.”