Beauty in Suffering @crumblingvisage - Tumblr Blog

Dear Tumblr,

Guess who's barely been home these past few days; That's right, this guy. I've honestly been going from house, to meeting, to store and back again (OoOoHhHh stress..) But I'm still breathing and I'll be back later this week. With All The Love -Ryan

theimpalpable

Caradoc smiled weakly at his words; his head lifting while looking at him. “I’m damn sure that it’ll be the only Hell I’ll enjoy.” He chuckled, his eyes suddenly filling up with tears in an unconscious manner. He was full of sentiments—guilt, anger, fear—and there wasn’t a certain way for him to save it all up; that just wasn’t him. He knew that he wanted to hug Cyrus, to cling to him for as much time as he could, but he didn’t want to hurt him. “Fucking genetics, right?” He said with a sarcastic laugh, the transparent fluid streaming down his cheeks as he hiccuped.

crumblingvisage

Offering a weak smile of his own, Cyrus tugged off the over sized hoodie he was wearing and turned it around. "Right..." He mumbled, Looking into his brother's eyes. Slipping the sleeves over his arms carefully and resting the hood against his own shoulder, Cyrus leaned into the younger. "C'mon..." he breathed, knowing how lonely he must have felt in that moment "You won't hurt me," He promised, his arms sliding around Caradoc.

#theimpalpable #teh bbyz

blogofmissjoanwatson

Frankenstein is the doctor, not the monster.

crumblingvisage

actually I would say Frankenstein could be interpreted as a monster.

theimpalpable

"You’ll know me forever and I’ll stick around for the same amount of time, no need to be all teary ‘bout it."

crumblingvisage

Cyrus let out a halfhearted chuckle as his gaze moved up to the younger man. "Yeah...thanks, bud."

#theimpalpable #Baby Brudder

theimpalpable

"Can you just say somethin’ for me? Tell me that you’ll never leave me—" He swallowed, looking at him. "—I’ve had enough."

crumblingvisage

"I can promise you two things..." He murmured, stuffing his hands into his pockets and approaching the younger man "One, I'm going to make your life Hell and two, I'll be doing it for the rest of my life."

#theimpalpable #Baby Brudder

"C'mere baby brother..."

#theimpalpable #I read your tags and Cy aint lettin car hurt

Down the road someone will ask me if I know you, I'll pause for a moment, I'll smile, say that I used to.

#open rp #open #he had no sad gifs so deal with this #omfg all them are in moods

theimpalpable

"You can ignore me if I’m wrong…but…you don’t seem too well. Are you okay?"

crumblingvisage

"I uh-...listen, I j-...no, no, I ain't feelin' too hot."

#theimpalpable #//dun worry all the muses be in a funk #even Keaton but whoops he wont admit it

#open rp #open #loookkkkkkkk at this poor baby #he's crushedddd

mechanicalhart

"I know you’re not him, okay? I fucking know that already; I don’t need you to remind me of that." She swore under her breath then, chewing at the inside of her lip. It wasn’t that easy to just set things aside, no matter how much she may have wanted to. "I’m not a child, Liam; I don’t run when I’m scared. I lash out, I get angry, I push, but I never run.” Dusty really would have preferred not to get into this; why couldn’t they just leave things as they were? “I’m already used to keeping people at arms length, I can’t just stop.”

crumblingvisage

"Y'ain't pushin' me away, Dusty..." He murmured, a small string of expletives shooting from under his breath. "No you can stop, y'need to stop...." Running his hand over his face in frustration, Liam let out a long drawn out sigh and moved to meet her eyes. "Y'say you won't run, better mean't, 'cause sweetheart...you drive me up the damn walls, every other word that comes out'a those pretty lips of yours is either sarcasm or some sort'a bullshit way to defend yourself, be open with me, be real, 'cause Dusty, I love you, that ain't gonna change, no matter what you do."

#xoxodusty

scotchandiver-deactivated201405

Right now?— Right now Iver needed somewhere to transmit everything that was coming to the surface. Her heartbeat thumped like helicopter propellers spun, and every little brush of skin and grasp and touch— she’s trying not to think about hair-pulling, cigarette burns or being slapped across the face. These things flooding onto the horizon of her mind, she put all her heart into this kiss, her lips crushing maybe too hard against his, the pads of her fingers maybe digging too hard into his back. She’s falling out of control but she doesn’t want to let go now. She doesn’t even recognize it when her closed eyes have water spilling from their edges. She doesn’t want to open her eyes, she doesn’t want to stop kissing him, she doesn’t even want to breathe. Because all her life, all she’s done is lived for other people. Followed people’s orders. Sacrificed herself. And though Iver, now, didn’t want to disappoint Cyrus, she wanted this because she wanted this. She wants to be the normal girlfriend who doesn’t hide or runaway when physical aspects came around the corner. She didn’t want to be afraid of that shit anymore. She owes this to herself, to him, to everyone. She can do this! She can.. she can overcome this! She can… but..

crumblingvisage

Oh, he could feel her pain with every bit of contact they had made and oh, how his heart broke for her. Every small movement seemed to be a plea. "Let me help you," he murmured, his hands working gently. While she may not have realized it, the man did, when the tears rolled past their lips; lips interlocked, whispering a silent promise, saying It will be alright...I'll make it that way. His hands, they tremble out of fear, fear of attachment, fear of love. The only thing more overwhelming than the feeling of fear was love and with good reason, it hurt. Yet here he knelt, on the bed with the woman he loved in his arms, pouring all of his love into her, into his actions and hoping, praying that she would be alright. This was not a showdown or a shootout, they were not facing off, but he could feel the rumble between dusk and dawn as if the chance to come clean with himself will be outlawed unless he relaxed. To come clean, admit that he loved her more than anything he had ever known. Right now, he was fighting away the demons that threatened to come ripping out of him, he felt his entire body tremble. "It takes a long time to make love to someone that hates themselves..." he warned, his head dipping to the side, lips pressing against her neck. Just like that, his hands slipped away from her hips and his arms wrapped around her waist, one more silent, unspoken promise, I won't stop loving you, it's not your job to sweep up the mess when you've been broken...I will help.

#scotchandiver #kamdlkamd hope this is okay

allycatalex-blog

Mmm, just now, yep. //wtf IDEK IGNORE U S

"Really now?"

crumblingvisage

"Yep."

#allycatalex #hai omg!

theimpalpable

“Your face.”

crumblingvisage

"Yeah? What do you think of it? Does it look okay? Yours is nice."

#theimpalpable #u lil shit

mechanicalhart

She bit her tongue to keep from interrupting as he spoke, heaving a sigh. “I don’t know what we are. I told myself I wasn’t going to ever do this relationship thing again after the last time and I just don’t know anymore.” Pausing, she ran her fingers through her hair. “So I guess I have no choice but to believe you.”

crumblingvisage

"Jesus Christ..." Liam murmured under his breath, his eyes moving to her; he was visibly upset, brows furrowed and eyes narrowed. "Y'know, 'm sorry for whatever the hell that person did, but y'gotta see, Dusty, I ain't them." His lips pressed into a thin line once more as he let out a faint sigh "I c'n show you...hell, maybe I already do feel some sort'a way, but I don't wanna tell you 'cause I don't like th'odds of you gettin' scared and takin' off. Y'piss me off, sugar, you really do. Drivin' me crazy in th'best of ways...and I can't even tell you how much you really mean t'me."

#xoxodusty #//you signed up for this YOU DID