LION HEART.

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[floralspark]

                        ❛   charlie,  ❜    his name leaves her lips softly, like the ghost of a sweet old memory that leaves her smiling. he came. and she’s so happy to see him there. (  even in the midst of the constant whirlwind that feels like uncertainty, a threat of destruction to everything she knows.  )  it gives her something to cling to, someone that was more important to her grandmother than he ever even realized. the music chosen was pretty, but it didn’t really do much to fill the void; a hole in her heart that would never really quite be full. and even if she hadn’t seen him in a long time, she felt like he belonged there.

the hug she gives him comes naturally, and she fits her head right against his chest just like she remembers it.  

❛   -------- she’d be happy you came.  ❜

[bubbles-archive]

Jolly January - Vie

It was quite a dreary day, Charlie thought as his eyes scanned the streets outside the bookstore. It had been raining almost the whole night and the fog from that morning still hadn’t cleared up. It was a wet and sad day in January. Even snow would have been better than this - way better, really, for then at least you could have some epic snowballfights. And boy did Charlie like to shove a fresh load of snow down the back of people’s jackets. Fun times, back in the day.

Charlie really wasn’t the type to visit a book store often, but this one was an exception. Mostly because this book store had a small but cosy coffeeshop attached to it. And since he was a coffee addict, going there often was quite a normal routine for him.

Also, the barristas didn’t look too bad. Yes, he was allowed to think like that, now that he was single again.

Charlie didn’t know if he believed in faith, or well, at least he didn’t until today. Because right at that moment, as he was staring outside, a bird dove headfirst into the window and he jumped, startled, and messed his coffee all over his clothes. A soft stream of curses flew from his mouth and he didn’t even bother to see if the bird was okay. The coffee had been scaldingly hot, and he really didn’t want to have to walk around with stains on his shirt for the rest of the day.

So as charlie got up and turned around, a familiar head of dark hair caught his eyes near the counter, right next to where he was heading to grab tissues in order for him to clean himself up. His heart did a double backflip, and he blinked, before a cocky but slightly nervous smile replaced his surprise and he marched up to the counter, aiming for the tissues. 

Charlie stepped right next to the dark haired girl, and turned his head.

“Fancy meeting you here…” 

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                   even now, ( with the barista arguing with the new employee about how the frappuccino blender works ) she’s patiently lost in the book she’s reading while she waits for her coffee. mocha, extra milk and sugar as always. she too distracted by the overwhelming noise in the room to focus, looking up at the window instead just in time to see a shade cast over the street and block the overly bright sun from before. ( it might rain, she thinks. ) 

               she hears her name called and her attention snaps back behind the counter, offering a bright smile and a quick thank you to the person that hands her coffee to her. she’s reaches for a sleeve for her cup when the voice next to her visibly startles her, eyes wide as she looks up at him. she stumbles back a step ( because of course she immediately feels out of place, heart skyrocketing and leaving her for dead as she stands there stunned. ) 

her first instinct is to run, make an excuse to leave. 

                    vienna doesn’t want to do this right now. it’s been months -------- months of refusing to believe that charlie cancelled his wedding for her, ashamed for going there to begin with. what did she THINK was going to happened? live’s were ruined because of her, being happy with charlie wasn’t in the cards. it wasn’t a path she could allow herself to take. so she left him behind and cut him off. 

hard to do now when he’s standing right there. 

                    ❛ oh ----- charlie, hi. ❜ her voice rises several octaves at the end, and she tries not to wince at how noticeably distraught she is. ( WHAT DO YOU SAY to someone who you never expected to see again? )

❛ i --------------------- how are you? ❜

[floralspark]

JESSEMALONE

                    jesse’s eyes continued to scan his surroundings whilst the blonde attempted conversation. he nodded, distractedly, as to not seem rude. where WAS she? his pulse began to hum with his concern, the spikes in the blood heating as waves of bodies began to crash in. the sudden touch of coldness met the stretched skin of his hand as it curled tightly around his glass. the condensation was DRIPPING, but he could hardly f e e l it.                     ( jesse didn’t register the tightened grip on his forearm, scarlet nails digging in to gain his ATTENTION.)                     he knew she was close without sight. the fine hairs on the back of his neck rose with awareness. even from the heat of what seemed like a hundred different blood vessels, he could almost sense hers. when they were young, and from where he had sat in the back of the classroom, jesse often wondered if vienna had it too. this conscious understanding of the connection. it has always been there, and jesse knew, he would do whatever he could to keep the ties INTACT. the smile on his face stretched his cheeks as her touch wrapped around him. his heart began to sing. surely, she could hear the melody that it created just for her. letting go of the glass, he slid her hand from his arm until he entwined their fingers on the wooden table. ( he hoped she didn’t mind the accumulated damp from the cold. )                     ❝babe.❞ his voice was low, quiet, and only meant for vienna’s ears. over his shoulder, he glanced at her through HOODED eyes. adoration shone through. her lips skimmed his ears, and his eyelids closed as he savoured her whispered words. although, he didn’t quite know what they meant. ❝super sexy? i’m logging that for a later date.❞ the foreign pair of hands drifted from his skin, and jesse’s attention was diverted. ❝vi, this is…uh–❞                     her annoyed huff was blatant, and she folded her arms on the table. away from his touch, but amplyfying her breasts. ❝amy.❞ jesse’s thumb slid over vi’s knuckles, and he gave her the corner of his mouth as he spoke. ❝right, amy. she was wondering what time the next band was playing. do you know?❞

                   in any situation, jesse’s touch had the power to send her to a place that was only theirs -- no one else could claim it. and as much as she was battling the inner mess of unnecessary MONSTERS fueled by this girl showing interest in him, the damp coolness still had her smiling down at their hands. resisting the urge to flutter her eyes and take in the moment. she knew she had nothing to worry about. it wasn’t that she felt threatened, it was more that a part of her felt... territorial. ( but in a calm way ? ) because vienna knew jesse long enough to know that he was a bit thick when it came to noticing if girls were coming onto him or not. it wasn’t his fault, really.             whenever he looked at her, her own heart could melt the whole room. he wasn’t looking at anyone else like that, nor had he ever. and if he did, vienna would notice. just for a moment she found her focus drifting, laughing with foreshadowing implications in the tone. but not a few seconds later her eyes were glancing back to the blonde girl, who was pouting. she tried not to judge too much, and instead offered the smallest of smiles.              ❝ vienna. ❞ it was polite to introduce herself first, as much as she’d rather not. in the end, this girl ( amy ) didn’t know who she was or that jesse was unavailable. the only issue she would have would be if amy knew and still continued to flirt with him anyway. even considering all of the circumstances that vienna knew in her heart to be perfectly true, she still couldn’t help the burning sensation that made her want to just subtly whisk jesse away to wait for the next set.                         ❝ actually, the same band is playing a second set at midnight. ❞ the answer was directed at amy, and then her eyes settled back on jesse. her lips pulled into a tight line, pursing them together as she pondered something very... drastic. but she and jesse had a few drinks, and maybe she was slightly tipsy. still pleasant, still genuinely trying to be nice, but she wanted to make it very clear who her boyfriend of two years belonged to. so she picked her hand up to run her fingers through his hair, and placed a rather intimate kiss to the side of his jaw, making her way to the corner of his mouth. a part of her almost felt guilty for flaunting their relationship like that, to the point that she almost stopped. almost. but it wasn’t about amy anymore, and it suddenly didn’t matter where they were.      (  once she got lost in him, it was hard to stop. )

[floralspark]

╳┊JESSE ❜  

           The heat of a presence beside him had Jesse straightening, and the whites of his teeth glinting in the darkness of the club. Of course, it wasn’t who he thought it was. The light in his eyes dimmed slightly, but his smile remained. 

                       ( he was expecting somebody else. one with skin that almost glittered beneath these flashing lights. he hoped this stranger wouldn’t be offended by his obvious disappointment. )             his elbows leant on the high table, and just as he opened his mouth, the girl spoke before he could. ❝ hi. i was wondering, did you know what time the next band is playing? ❞ jesse shook his head, frowning. if he couldn’t remember what he had for breakfast, he certainly couldn’t remember the names he read on the flier vienna showed him the night before.             he answered her, aplogy seeping into his tone. ❝ i couldn’t tell you, i’m sorry. maybe they have a set list somewhere? ❞ the blonde shrugged quickly.                        ❝ don’t worry. it was just an EXCUSE. ❞ jesse frowned. an excuse for what? the sound of giggling met his ears, and beginning to turn towards the commotion, a manicured hand quickly gripped his forearm. jesse’s attention was diverted back to the stranger. ❝ –are you hurt?❞             he laughed, taking a moment for the realisation to sink in. ❝ hurt? nah. its the repercussions of living with a lively husky. ❞ the scratches didn’t bother him in the slightest, through football, he had suffered from WORSE.             ruby nails lifted to press against her lips, and her girlish giggles tumbled through the gaps. ❝ oh, that’s so cute! how about the owner, are they as lively?❞                        ❝ i would say so.❞ jesse glanced around for said owner. he shouldn’t have let vi wander off on her own. he had half a mind to go search for her, especially as the bar began to FILL UP.

                   the LIGHTS were distracting to say the least, but just because they were pretty. the way they swung back and forth form the ceiling and illuminated the room, the sound of music filling her ears and making her feel ENERGIZED. vienna loved people, and most of the time it exhilarated her to be a part of large groups. she always felt relatively high on life in the core of a crowd that was hiked up to full volume with excitement.                     (   only problem was it made it harder to find princess.  )

        but she did eventually, smiling brightly under the florescent lights until a blonde girl reached out for his wrist. leaning close in a way that made it OBVIOUS to vienna what her endgame was. it made her smile drop subtly as she approach, hovering next to jesse with an unsure yet neutral look on her face. she even made it her mission in life at the particular moment to SMILE at the girl. vienna knew there was no reason to be jealous. she knew it with every fiber of her being, something she was proud to be able to say.

                        that two people could love each other enough that everyone that could have been a THREAT just... wasn’t.  it was a weightless sort of feeling, but it didn’t mean that girls trying to pick jesse up didn’t still make her uncomfortable. (  just because it was hard to watch, regardless if jesse was aware. which, by the looks of it, he wasn’t. ) she supposed it was a GOOD thing that he was oblivious, at least it meant he wasn’t thinking like that. then again, the blonde probably wasn’t aware of his relationship status with vienna, either. so vienna was too nice to judge her for it yet, even if glaring at her was getting increasingly harder to resist as her chipper voice infiltrated vienna’s ears. but she cleared her throat instead, reaching out to rest her hand on jesse’s arm from behind him and lay her head against the back of his shoulder. even knowing that her blood was increasingly HOT for nothing, she still wanted everyone to know jesse wasn’t available. she was just too classy to get CRAZY over it. this was the alternative.                                       (   she politely smiled at the blonde girl again.  )

            then leaned towards jesse’s ear to whisper softly against it so she couldn’t be heard by anyone else over the music. ❝  guess who thinks you’re super sexy and wants to go home with you tonight? hint, it’s not me. ❞ with pursed lips, she corrected herself. ❝  well, it’s not just me. ❞  vienna hoped he caught on, discomfort blaring obviously in her calm tone. and it’s when she noticed a flicker of TERRITORY being threatened in the blonde girl’s eyes, and it was then that she realized vienna may have simply looked like competition to her. when in reality, vienna was just trying to nicely make it known he already had a girlfriend.                                  OH BOY.

[larmoyante]

Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest — thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the underwood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated.

Beau Taplin (via larmoyante)

[theuntoldtragedies]

He shivered as her warm breath washed over him. The shiver snaked along his spine, bringing each nerve ending to life. She was going to be the death of him. Despite his haze of lust, he managed to frown at her tone. There wasn’t anything funny about their current situation—couldn’t she see how much pain he was in? But Jesse could only amble along after her, trying to move as quickly as the restrained denim would allow. She was on a mission, there was no doubt about that. As she pulled him into the elevator, all of his instincts urged him to make her feel exactly  the same agony he was, until he felt the cooling texture of metal snapping against his skin. “What…?” His eyes snapped to hers, questioning blazing there furiously. The fog which clouded his mind couldn’t make sense of the handcuff restricting his wrist as he followed behind Vienna with his confused lust swirling above his head.

The open space of their suite greeted him, but gave him no sense of comfort. “Vienna, what are you—,” He was silenced as he was pushed into a nearby chair. The sun streaming in from the window highlighted her hair, giving her an angelic glow. But Jesse knew she was anything but. His mouth gaped open as he legs wrapped around him. Jesse’s heart stopped. Any form of blood that was being pumped to his most vital organ had shot south, and his arousal grew even more painful than before. He groaned deeply when she rolled her hips against him. She’s going to fucking kill him. “Babe.” His hand that was free of shackles squeezed her waist desperately. “I want your mouth…” He jerked his hips. “…Here.” His jaw clenched so tightly Jesse was sure his teeth were going to shatter. “And then I want to make you scream my name.” His voice grew hoarse, each word scraping against his throat as his lungs fought for air. “Please.”

[viennaronan-blog]

It shouldn’t have, but his groan made her crack a satisfied smirk. She knew she was probably  beginning to push him a little too far, but at the same time that a part of her wanted to give him anything and everything he wanted, there was also an overpowering urge to watch him squirm. To drive him off the deep end as she watched his need for her build. Vienna definitely wasn’t sweet all the time, not with Jesse. But forcing herself to contain her own desire for him that was always there would probably make this better for both of them. Which was why all she did was slowly grind her hips down on him again. Her heart beat faster at his words, and for a split second all she wanted to do was bend to his every whim.

                                                  Please.

She applied more pressure with her hips, rolling them from side to side as her free hand gripped harshly at his hair. “Mmm…” She hummed, as if she was attesting what he was telling her. Then she shook her head slowly, wild and untamed lust sparkling in her eyes. ” ——- No,” She whispered breathlessly, before bringing her voice to a suddenly demanding tone and pressing  harder against him to emphasize her point.

                                                   ”Louder.”

[floralspark]

vienna moodboard 2.0

[ambixetrous-blog]

"Can I kiss you?"

At first it was a small conversation between former soul-matesyet everything intensified the minute she accidentally called him "baby", something she hasn’t done in almost a year. Laurel knewthat the best thing was to apologize though she didn’t want to ‘causeit felt right calling him that, feeling the word roll off her tongue felt good to her. Richard probably hadn’t expected that from her, but    neither did she expect his question. Something deep within her just shifted gears and her heart beat accelerated. Appreciating  the sudden level in height, the short blonde decided to initiate what was fueling her being, what was making her melt already; the kiss — that hasn’t even started yet —, by leaning in and gently pressing her soft  lips against his. The passionate sensation she always felt whenever theirlips touched, rekindling in the pit of her stomach, and rising greatly thelonger their lips stay connected. The feeling was beginning to createan uncomfortable overwhelming spit in her stomach, but she pushed it away, and instead wrapped her dainty fingers around his neck.

[floralspark]

gonna spend a bit trying to get my old laptop to work again so i can get my photoshop on. i miss it. and everyone knows i refuse to risk it on my new baby so

[floralspark]

amelia leighton moodboard

[heroes-of-justice]

Send me a ≡ for my muse's reaction to yours suddenly hugging them very tightly

[floralspark]

ambixetrous replied to your post “ambixetrous tristan is such a dick. still a historical scene tbh ...”

he was such a great character though!

he's a good actor but it was an asshole character. LIKE EVEN THE ONE TIME HE WAS NICE he had to turn around and use it against her later and he was just nope.

[floralspark]

ambixetrous

tristan is such a dick. still a historical scene tbh

sorry babe but your man chad was on my shit list in this show lmfao

[floralspark]

ambixetrous:

hearing her words had enticed something deep within him, so deep that his mouth had let a low growl leave his ear, hoping that molly would’ve heard it even through the loud music booming through their bodies. the warmth her hands carried only tightened the grip he had on her hips, and he brought her closer to him than before.

                 ”it’s like you want me to fuck you right here.”

phoenix brought his mouth closer to her ear when he said that, his tongue slowly grazing the top of her ear. the alcohol was purely speaking on his behalf, though forty percent of his conscious was partly sober.

the music changed into a beat even more sick than the one before, and he was sure that with the strobe lights no one could even see what they were doing — not that he would try to do anything way out of hand in a public place. 

                 ”if you think i’m sexy you clearly haven’t seen                   yourself in the mirror.”

           "maybe i do, it'd be a nice thing to cross off            my bucket list."

maybe it was the alcohol running through her veins, or  maybe it was simply the attraction to phoenix in general, but her heartbeat practically memorized his touch, and sped up whenever he so much as touched her. so the slide of his tongue parted her lips, her breathing heightening as she pressed her weight back against them and the music sped up.

                                    "shut up, you're fucking                                     perfect."

             molly turned to face him, her eyes grazing passionately              over his face as she wrapped one of her legs in between              his and tangled their bodies together. she smiled, brushing              her lips across his cheek and simply relishing in the aura              of his scent. maybe it was the influence of alcohol that              made her more open to her emotions, but she wasn't              complaining and the words came out for the first time              without being difficult to admit.

                                                             "damn, i love you."

[floralspark]

rosalie arden moodboard 2.0

[lexiarden]

I just like to see the best in people.

[floralspark]

"and i like to keep the disappointments in my life to a minimum. he doesn't get anymore second chances. i don't care who he is."

[lexiarden]

He’s our dad, Rose. He doesn’t need a reason to miss us. I don’t know, I didn’t ask.

[floralspark]

"like hell he doesn't. he better have a damn good reason. he might be my father by blood but he'll never be my dad again. he lost that a long time ago. that's where you and me are different."