CREATURE.

𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 & 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗒 .

[nelhalem]

moving to @svitia

[nelhalem]

moving to @svitia

[novaecancy]

your muse joining mine in the shower.      didn’t take a whole length of time for alec to enter the shower,    the minute they’d entered the motel room,   he’d beelined straight for the shower,   get rid of the long travel behind them:    but mostly to quiet his mind,   to relieve the gripping feelings,    unclench his jaw to hold him steady to the beat of the spray on his body.     he presses one hand to the tile,   the other holds to wipe the water from his face when he’s done letting is wash over him.

he senses her presence,   smells her,  hears her before he feels a hand to his back.    alec stays in position,   hanging his head a bit,            ❝     patience isn’t a thing you have, is it?     ❞             question rises gently over the spray.    //  @huntris​

[huntris]

alec mcdowell     /     novaecancy​

marcia snorts the gentle hand on his back pushing forward to make room in the tiny motel shower, moving around alec’s body to get under the lukewarm spray of water.

she tilts her head up, pushing her hair back to look him in the eyes. “ last time i let you take a shower first you used up all the hot water. ” her voice teasing as she grabs the soap, lathering her hands and washing the dirt and grime from her body; letting out a soft moan of relief for a moment, her eyes fluttering shut as she feels everything wash off of her.

“ plus, ” she hums, turning her back towards him with wash the soap off her shoulders, “ saving water by showering together and all that, right? ”

[novaecancy]

I can think of a few ways to shut you up.             ❝     yeah?    ❞             he much expects a reaction like this,    most of the time from a lot of people:  it’s more out of anger,   sometimes he doesn’t know when to shut his big mouth,  this is perhaps one of those times.  usually not sexual,   but with her feels different,  somehow more charged;    worse that she’s practically in his face.   their breath intermingles,  chest pressed against one another.            ❝     why don’t you fucking show me then?    ❞         //  @huntris     

[huntris]

alec mcdowell    /    novaecancy

marcia’s eyes narrow and her lips tighten into a frown as their bodies press together, adrenaline still pumping through her veins from the hunt they barely made it through just moments ago. 

her lungs burn from the chase, panting at the exertion of it all; later when the adrenaline dies down her body will be littered with bruises, sore from the beat down she took but none of that registers in her head at this moment because all she can think about is the stubborn idiot getting himself hurt because he couldn’t be bothered to shut up and listen—

her body moves before she can think. 

hands fisting his shirt, twisting and tugging back until he’s close enough to press her lips against his in a crude semblance of a kiss except it was all teeth and hunger. marcia pushes herself up on the balls of her feet, free arm wrapping around his shoulder, pressing herself impossibly further into him before she abruptly pulls back. 

her body feels like an electric wire. she takes in a shuddering breath, her focus lingers on his lips, then dart up to lock eyes with his. 

“ there’s one. ”

[novaecancy]

you’re in no condition to be walking around.    there is a concern to her voice,   she should know,   she’s a doctor  or was,   yet he wasn’t human,   was the more advanced version of human—–   at least,   man-made one,   unnatural to his core,  his whole existence shouldn’t even be there:     he shouldn’t be there.   however,   he was   &   he had to say,   existing sucked.   the look he returns with is nothing but nonchalant,    one hand over the bandage to his abdomen,  the other outstretching.            ❝     you’re right,  and yet here I am walking around.    ❞             foul mouth,   unthinking before he speaks,           ❝     ‘sides I felt like my skin was melding into the sheets.    ❞     //  @huntris       

[huntris]

alec mcdowell     /     novaecancy

she only half listens to him, moving across the room and gently smacking his hand away from the bandaged area over his wound and replacing it with her own. “ you’re the worst patient i’ve ever tended too. ” and she’s serious because she’s met children who were more obedient and listened to their doctor better than the hybrid, but the twitch of her frown gives away her amusement at his foul attitude.

she checks for bleeding first, making sure alec hadn’t reopened his wounds before gently applying pressure around the stitches, checking to see if any of them popped out. “ tell me if the pain is too much. ” she whispers as she examines him, oblivious to how close she was to him.

[narsila]

Kate Bosworth photographed by Nino Muñoz for ELLE Canada (December 2019)

[renstrangel]

[ihatebleachers]

don’t take the money

[scavengered]

“You weren’t able to hold back your anger,”

— Mahmoud Darwish, tr. by Ibrahim Muhawi, from “Journal of an Ordinary Grief,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[heavensghost]

Cinnamon girl - Lana Del Rey

[novaecancy]

I like you better on your knees.     words are spoken after command in given and alec is on his knees before her.   never one for listening to authority,  not really,  not given his upbringing but something about her was thrilling:   how she’d pressed on about how she preferred to be alone yet took it upon herself to not let him wander through the dark alone.  a strange contradiction that left his head spinning and wanting.   hands go behind his back,   holding onto his wrist in one hand.  gaze lifts,             ❝     good,    ❞             he counters,             ❝     because you’re the only person I get on my knees for.    ❞      //  @huntris         

[huntris]

alec mcdowell    /    novaecancy

marcia hums, the sound a purr in the back of her throat as cards her fingers through the hybrid’s sandy brown hair. “ i didn’t think you’d actually do it if i’m being honest. ”

she shifts from her spot on the bed causing her shorts to ride up and the coarse material of the cheap hotel bedding against her thighs start making her skin itch but she ignores the discomfort in favor of leaning forwards, her hands slowly moving from massaging her fingers in his hair to the area between his neck and shoulder, repeating her soothing motions with strong fingers kneading and melting away the tension.

“ i’m kinda embarrassed, ” she hums again, voice barely above a whisper, “ i hadn’t planned this far ahead. ” though, she doesn’t sound embarrassed at all; she spoke as if she was a little bit in awe at that gift he’d just given her— the huntress can’t seem to take her eyes off him at all, entranced at the image of him at her feet— as she willfully ignored the familiar heat building up inside her. it’s been so long since someone managed to rile her up like this, she’d almost forgotten what it felt like. “ not really sure what to do with you now that i’ve gotten you down there. ”

her hand on his shoulder pauses in its ministrations as she tilts her head to the side, her gaze locked with his as she slowly moved to hook a finger into the collar of his shirt and gently tugging him forward until he’s nestled nicely between her thighs, the heat of his body doing nothing but stoking the fire of her own. she presses her against his jaw but doesn’t do anything else.

“ any ideas? ”

[wonders-of-the-cosmos]

This is a composite of meteor images captured during the Perseid maximum in the morning of the 12th of August 2016. Image credit: Michael Nolle

[pestilentielle]

[caitymlotzdaily]

[accolalove]

♡ endless gifs of Caroline Forbes ♡

enemies with benefits (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[romelle-moved]

what if we were sparring and your shirt was clinging to your body with sweat and your eyes were really intense and that got me distracted enough for you to pin me to the ground and sit on top of me? and maybe you were breathing all heavy and gave me a smug little smirk while saying “i win” and then i went “are you sure?” and grabbed you by the collar to pull you in for a kiss? and perhaps once we separated i said “because i think i’m the real winner here.” with our foreheads still pressed together? i think that’d be kinda cool idk!