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[ groundedvalkyrie ]

a breath was released against jill’s lips. the warmth seemed to be radiating in her chest, just jill was knocking a reminder into claire’s being that she had a heart like no other. that is exactly why she was the heart of the convoy, the leader. it’s why she led these people. it was here, in jill’s arms, that the reminder made itself present. even in times like these, jill and claire were perfectly capable of love. long fingers found their way upward, easily tangling in jill’s blonde hair. fingernails lightly massaging the woman’s scalp.

' i'm right… here. ' the words were whispered out; a pause in between them, because claire knew jill was right. the death, the decay, the apocalypse was breaking her and not even she could deny it when faced with jill. the one person she couldn’t lie to. head tilted to the side — for jill. a more breathy sigh was released, just like the stress was falling away.

jill shook her head. because what claire had said wasn't true. she wasn't actually present most of the time. and it frightened her. because claire dying was terrifying, but the idea of her losing her light completely scared jill just as much. she was in way too deep, but she knew she couldn't survive without claire to hold her up. and she was fairly certain the feeling was mutual.

hands slid behind the backs of claire's thighs, and with surprising strength, jill lifted her. she turned them and settled claire on the bed, dropping down with her just a second later. she tugged the collar of claire's shirt down, lips pressing against the top of her chest.

' your body is here. i don't know about the rest of you anymore. '

but she knew her claire was still in there. beneath the coldness and the distance, there was her hope. her espoir. all she had to do was find a way to bring it back out. or a way to climb inside of claire's ribcage and settle against where that part of her still remained. because oh, she missed it.

jill slid upwards again. her hands cupped claire's face tenderly. and in the dim light leaking through dusty curtains, she met her eyes. jill released a quivering breath.

' come back to me, claire. you know i'll protect you. '

#groundedvalkyrie #{ fuck icons tbh }#verse ; who needs nicotine anyway?

[ groundedvalkyrie ]

a usually stoic face was completely void of all emotions - claire was getting rather risque these days. reckless, even. cracks were forming under the single layer of soft skin. claire was ready to fall apart. jill’s voice was like glue; her hands were always there to steady, blue eyes kept claire standing up straight. jill had her coming undone at the seams, but that wasn’t nearly the same as falling apart, because claire could always zip herself back up when jill was done with her, but falling apart? she needed jill there to pick up the pieces. then she could pick up jill’s pieces - then the leader always stood strong.

the redhead didn’t even find time to answer. that’s alright. she would have just come up this long and bland speech, that made sense. she didn’t want anything to make sense, not right now. palms reached out, it was such a puny shove against jill’s shoulders, before claire gave up not a second later. ' jill — ' the name. a single word that found it’s way to jill’s ears between the kisses. a plead.

the sound of claire's voice, pressed against her lips, only encouraged her. she slipped her hands underneath the back of her shirt, nails digging in as she pulled claire closer to her. their bodies molded together, a sense of familiarity that only came from doing this so often. but her lungs still needed oxygen and after a while she broke their hungry kisses to drop her lips to claire's throat instead.

' you've changed. '

it was a fact. one she hated. this was a different claire. she wasn't as fiery or hopeful as she had been just a few months before. she was darker and colder and far more distant. so jill pulled her as close as possible. her teeth nipped at the place where claire's pulse hammered beneath her skin.

' i miss you. don't let me lose you----please. '

#groundedvalkyrie #{ i've missed this pain }#verse ; who needs nicotine anyway?

Perfect face claim for Jill! :D

thank you!

rbcages

One. You see her for the first time and she’ll walk right past you like you are a crack in the wall and she is a skyscraper with her head so high in the air and when you can’t sleep you’ll think about the way her eyes strayed into yours for a moment too long before breaking away and disappearing into the crowd of people. Two. She’ll look both ways before telling you she loves you under her breath and when she hugs you her eyes scan the empty room as if the walls had eyes and ears and mouths that could give you away. Three. When she’s curled up on your lap shaking with mismatched breaths you’ll wonder how someone who looked like she carried mountains on her shoulders could crumble so easily in your arms like the tornado in her mind finally hit her and knocked her off her feet. Four. In half-light she’ll run her fingers over your arms like she is reading words carved into your skin, binding them together into the perfect metaphor and you’ll hear it playback in your head at 4am when your head runs wild with thoughts of her. Five. You’ll find a safe haven on rooftops and abandoned rooms where she’ll set fire to your insides with hushed breaths between kisses planted perfectly on your lips and make you wonder how dangerous it is to play with wild flames while your body is made of paper. Six. You’ll stare God right in the eye and tell him that if loving her was a sin then you want no place in heaven with him because the way her lips fit perfectly on your neck is a type of paradise you’ll never forget.

The six stages of falling in love with her. // by rb (via rbcages)

#groundedvalkyrie #verse ; who needs nicotine anyway?#{ welp }

❝ Work is stupid. We can fight bio-terrorists in the morning. Come back here and cuddle with me. ❞

#explosivechris #verse ; main

memexmayhem-blog

ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇᴅ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ (sᴏᴍᴇ ɴsғᴡ).

croyezmxi

❝I was hoping you would have like a gnarly scar. Add character… And mystery.❞

❝You’re slutty, not easy. There’s a difference, semantically.❞

❝Oh I just want to put her in a bag of rocks and drop her in the river.❞

❝I’m all about giving. I’m like a bean-flicking Mother Teresa.❞

❝Seriously, enough clitorference.❞

❝If grateful paid the bills, we’d all be fuckin’ Bill Gates!❞

❝I spent a lot of time wondering if it would matter if I died.❞

❝The system’s fucked.❞

❝Do not defend your boner to me right now!❞

❝This one got away, but I swear to you I will die before I see that happen again. I will keep you safe.❞

❝I’m feeling some sapphic vibes comin’ off you.❞

❝Why did you take us to a gay bath house?❞

❝You know I can promise you that I’ve never been saner than I am right now.❞

❝I have mastered the art of shutting people off.❞

❝I made her come vaginally. Do you even know how hard that is to do? My point is…I don’t even know what my point is anymore.❞

❝You live on a slippery slope, kid, but for some reason you keep doing rain dances. Good luck.❞

❝I think I’ve moved beyond stress to something more deeply disturbing.❞

❝I love you and I fucking hate you.❞

❝Why do you always feel so inevitable to me?❞

❝Lesbian request denied.❞

❝That’s what love is like it’s like coming home.❞

❝You got some fucked up priorities.❞

❝It’s not like I’m exactly overwhelmed with the possibilities.❞

❝Too hetero?❞

❝You’re supposed to be my family.❞

❝I always miss you until you’re here.❞

❝Don’t you fucking leave me.❞

❝Were you trying to pimp me out?❞

❝You know, another layer of icing on a shit cake does not make it taste good.❞

❝Oh, so here’s the thing no.❞

❝Adventure is just hardship with an inflated sense of self.❞

❝No, this is divine retribution.❞

❝Do not project your conscience onto me.❞

❝I will fuck you. Literally.❞

❝I heart you.❞

❝You don’t just turn gay, you fall somewhere on a spectrum, like a Kinsey scale.❞

❝I would like to stress that I think this is truly fuckin’ stupid.❞

#;; meme

❝ Velma, it's like...two in the fucking morning. Why the hell are you in my house? ❞

#velmakiller #{ idk have some jill }#verse ; chicago

jill basically exploded into the motel room. the door rattled on its hinges, then slammed loudly when she closed it behind her with a force. in an instant, she was across the room, directly in front of one claire redfield.

' you want to tell me what the fuck you were thinking? '

claire was usually the rational one. jill was usually the one on claire's side of this lecture. she was the risk-taker. but suddenly, the tables had turned, and jill was just as shocked as she was worried furious.

' so when one of us does something fucking nuts, it's this huge deal. but when you do it's okay? what the fuck, claire? why didn't you talk to me first? what if we'd lost you? what...what if i'd lost you? i can't-----'

she cut herself off when she grabbed the front of claire's shirt. she pulled her forward roughly and captured her mouth with a frenzied sort of passion. desperation. she kissed her until their lips bruised and swelled and then she kissed her a little more.

maybe not the best way to handle the situation, but jill hadn't ever been the best at this sort of thing.

#groundedvalkyrie #verse ; who needs nicotine anyway?#{ baby i've missed uuuuuu }

❝ Did you eat all of the sour gummy worms again? Why do I even put up with you? ❞

#wiingless #idk i got bored so here u go

Jill tapped the button on her watch that lit up the screen. The date was in the top right corner, somehow still correct even in the midst of the apocalypse. May 18th. A soft smile tugged at her lips, and she shifted in bed, rolling over to face the woman next to her. Claire was sleeping, tendrils of red hair falling across her face. Waking her and removing the temporary, peaceful expression from her face wasn't an ideal plan, but today was different than usual. Smiling softly, Jill leaned over, pressing a lazy kiss to Claire's mouth. Her fingers traced slowly and gently over the rises and falls of Claire's ribcage.

She felt the other woman shift, slowly waking. Jill tugged her closer, so that their bodies were pressed flush together, warm skin against warm skin.