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yt: suggests this video me: is an instant wreck
Kill Your Darlings (2013) dir. John Krokidas
someone: you’re a good man romeo romeo:
wHAT’s yOU R aNgLe dIPShiT ??
womeo oh womeo, i thwink you're vewy talented and womeo is such a cool fucking character. he gives me so many classic film/tarantino vibes (but we don't talk about him here). honestly one of the more intriguing characters i've come across in a while and all inspired by a song?? blows my mongrel mind.
i can’t b e lieve edward cullen is out here trying to make me cry. thankyousomuchscout i?? don’t know?? what to say. i went out of my way to try and download vampyr beCAUSE OF YOUR BLOG but then i realized i have a filthy mac and am unworthy of any games. but ANYWAY thanks waw i’mm #blessed 2 have u on my dash.
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* KISSING MEME : CLOSED
12. a ‘ goodbye ’ kiss.
❝ hey, te he dicho que te esperes en el motel. ❞ romeo says this effortlessly, as if they had indeed had this conversation before a million times. but they hadn’t. detective moreno had very little patience for journalists and his undercover persona was no different. the less contact he was allowed to have with zoe barnes the better ! one large calloused hand moved to rest against the small of her back, guiding her towards the door. members of the cartel’s security team watched from their poker table. some were more interested in the game than in this surprise visitor, but romeo was well aware that barnes’ presence there had not gone unnoticed and would bring him a whole AVALANCHE of trouble sooner or later. better play it off as something less AFFLICTING than it actually was.
❝ por qué no vuelves allá y te preparas un baño, hm? en dos horas estaré contigo, te lo juro. ❞ there is a tenderness in the way he speaks that is rarely offered to others. people are rarely WORTHY of gentler things. that journalist was no exception. but just because humanity was an UGLY thing that did not mean it wasn’t WORTH FIGHTING FOR. romeo didn’t want any harm to come barnes’ way ... despite her insatiable thirst to STICK her nose in others’ businesses. his lips press against her cheek, softly, carefully as he pulls her a bit closer to him, hip to hip, shoulder to shoulder ; he was KICKING her out of that place whether she liked it or not. his mouth lingers there against her soft skin, warm and careful, but the words he whispers against the curve of her cheekbone are FAR from anything romantic.
❝ you wanna get yourself shot, be my fuckin’ guest. but you ain’t draggin’ me down with you. i see you ‘round these parts again, i’ll kick your ass, ya hear? ❞
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
uma was nothing like romeo. perhaps after all these years he glorifies her image beyond everything else. she is a memory that remains untouched and chaste. he refuses to watch tv nowadays, fearing that catching a glimpse of her might ruin the spell he’s under. that she was perfect and he was not. that her company was a blessing that he ought to be grateful for. but perhaps that is why her disappearance wounds him so much. perhaps that is why romeo cannot bring himself to find beauty in the world around him. because true beauty had seen him, REALLY seen him ... and she had not wanted him. uma with her golden hair and bright blue eyes was meant to become america’s sweetheart ; ROMEO COULD NEVER FOLLOW HER THERE. because his hair was a dark tangled mess and his nose had been broken twice already. because his nails were always dirty with blood or car oil and because the sweet smell of a freshly baked pie never stuck to his clothes like those of tobacco and whiskey. uma saw how UGLY romeo was and left behind only her old plays and an unspoken goodbye. his story was not as tragic as that of shakespeare. but he still feels as if part of him died the moment uma left.
and he winces now and then and he leans against the car door and feels the blood in his shoes and someones crying in the phone booth at the five points by the store, romeo starts his engine and wipes the blood off the door .
“Would you hold still, please, sir?”
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send me ‘ hc ‘ + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.
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You *are* a little gift on my dash and I will follow you to the ends of the universe no matter what blog you make
you’ve always been one of my favorite writers on tumblr. you have a way of setting the atmosphere in your writing that is just unique and incredibly literary, incredibly poetic too. thank you for being around. ♥️
you’re honestly such a nice person, i don’t think i deserve any of this because 9/10 of the people i write with know that i’m a mess and don’t really usually reach out to people ooc but really you’re too kind, too good and too damn talented for me to even deserve a single second of your attention. unlike me you really give attention to your character and make an effort to develop and build on their lore and i’m just blown away as how i was ever lucky to have you landing on my dash. forget the baba de camelo, i’m shipping all the gold back. thank YOU for being around buddy. you really are a star. ♥️