Damn the man. Save the Empire.

julian. cabin eleven. alterations: line art of this tattoo sleeve (no color yet), tattoo of a barcode on left wrist, pierced ears (to stretch them) wounds: bruised and cut knuckles, large bruise on upper back, various bruises on body

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level:

"I, uh…" She licks her lips. "Seriously, sorry. And thanks. And, like, I mean for like, everything. I know you’re probably just being nice and not tellin’ me that I fucked it all up for us. I’m not really a ‘feelings’ kinda girl, or whatever–– but you’re being amazing, and, it’s real rad."

"Oh. Thanks." He smiles at her and then looks away. He stops walking when they eventually come to a little store called Music Explosion on the subway level. After stepping over and magically unlocking the grated fence to look inside, he turns to Viv. "How about here?"

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level:

Chewing on her bottom lip now, Viv looks down the corridor. “Yeah, cool.” There is only a brief pause before she starts to walk. “Hey, Jules?”

"Yeah?" he says as he walks.

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level:

She releases him slowly and then kneels down to pick up her scythe. “We love each other.”

"Uh...yeah, I guess?" He nods toward a corridor and takes her hand. "Let's go."

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level:

"You love me."

"Yeah." He drops his arms from around her to prepare to start moving again.

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level:

His words settle in and, suddenly, it’s as though every emotion from the past six months hits Viv directly in the gut. Fingers curling to grip Julian more tightly, she looks him over with sad eyes.

"Viv... Are you okay? I'm sorry."

[dailyloganlerman]

[viv---casey]

Viv returns the kiss without even a hint of hesitation and, moving carefully forward to get as close to Julian as she can, suddenly has no trouble dismissing the ache in her head.

[julianmiles]

Julian holds her close and kisses her like it's second nature. When they part, he keeps his arms around her and takes a deep breath. "So, I know this is probably weird for you because you don't have all your memories, but in case I never get the chance again--because of the war and because I know you won't want to be with me when you remember what I did, what's wrong with me--I just wanted you to know that I love you."

[julianmiles]

parkerrvalentine:

He sighs. “I can’t. I’m sorry.” He sounds sincere.

"Stop!" He uncovers his eyes. "I'm not doing anything and you can't prove anything. Please leave me alone. I will be fine."

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level:

"So you don’t wanna kiss me.”

Completely changing the tone, he puts a hand on her face and leans in very slowly before he kisses her. 

[viv---casey]

“Oh, so, now you wanna kiss me?”

[julianmiles]

"Oh no, I figured it was what you wanted. I'm just trying to be helpful."

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level​:

She holds him in silence for a few more long moments and then pulls back, sliding a hand up to hold the side of his face. “Well, you’re really here now.”

"Can I kiss you or should I wait until you remember 100 percent of how awesome I am?"

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level:

Despite her head pulsing, Viv tosses her scythe to the ground so that she can properly wrap her arms around him. “That was gonna be my line.”

"No, but, I'm really sorry. You needed me, and I've been a dick."

[julianmiles]

viv-above-sea-level:

There’s a pause for her to lick her lips and sniffle before responding. “Well, if you do, put me in something that’ll bring out my eyes. Or my boobs.” She adjusts her grip on his hand and tries to smile through the pain in her head that results from this.

He stops walking and lets go of her hand to embrace her, squeezing her lightly. "I'm sorry," he says again.

[viv---casey]

"It was, uhm…" She steps closer and shakes her head, tentatively reaching out her free hand. "A poorly timed joke."

[julianmiles]

"Oh, right." He takes her hand and tries his best smile he can manage at the moment. Then he starts walking slowly. "Well, I can promise that I'm not a serial killer. I might frame you on my wall, though; I haven't decided yet."

[viv---casey]

"And, you’d tell me if you were actually like, a serial killer with plans to sell me, or like, frame me on your wall?" Viv asks in the most casual tone she can muster.

[julianmiles]

It's his turn to ask, "What?"

[viv---casey]

Confusion spreads quickly across her face and she finds herself incapable of moving. “What?”

[julianmiles]

"I said, I'm sorry. I won't push you away anymore."

[itsbxttyfletch-blog]

She doesn’t try to stop him when he moves to walk away this time, almost frozen to her spot. Any final words or insults to try to get back art him get caught in her throat and her head drops. Sniffling, and trying desperately to wipe her tears away, she starts jogging away, pushing past her brother in hopes to get ahead and find a place where she wouldn’t be bothered.