HURRICANE

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@blipintiime​ (cont.)

her voice is soft and distant, stirring him from a dream he can’t quite remember as he wakes. and though the early morning light glows a gentle shade of gold, it is harsh on eyes still heavy with sleep. but, he knows that tone; knows he is needed. a slow breath fills his lungs as he pushes himself up, gaze drifting to where REGINA SCOTT stands before a window open to a city beginning to liven below their room. it was their bubble of solace in the aftermath of hell.

the curves of her body are accentuated by the sun’s rays hitting her skin in the most perfect of ways. her silhouette outshines any work of art the welshman has ever laid his eyes upon. a compliment unlike any other considering the way the eiffel tower near glitters in the distance.

she is unlike anything he’s ever seen.

❝ i know– ❞ his hands are soft as they find her hips, fingers gripping lightly and pulling her body against his own. with her feet bare, she stands far shorter than he, and so he must stoop to press his lips to her temple.

❝ it’s over. ❞ hands slide along her body, finding her stomach it is reassuring and protective. it is A PROMISE. more than anything, he knows regina needs not a saviour. but, already he’s given everything to keep her safe. a choice he would make time and time again if need be.

A LONG NIGHT had dragged on into the early hours of morning, and still no sleep had touched the mind of regina scott. the texture of their hotel ceiling is now one she intimately knows, having lain in the dark beneath the body of the only man in the world she trusted, and listened to him breathe. the gentle rise and fall of his chest against her own has lulled her into her dreams many a night before, but now...

THOUGH NEARLY A WHISPER, she knows he will come to her. there is no one on earth that knows her better than he, and as his hands find her body, her own palms rest carefully on top of them, eyelids fluttering shut over silver gaze as she cants her head into his kiss.

THIS IS IT. he is it. ianto jones. her solace. her reward. everything she has been so desperately clawing her way towards for so long. his hands find her mid and he pulls her close against him, his skin on hers and his touch everything she could ever crave. this man, here, with her, is a dream she has never imagined could be reality. as her head rests back against his chest and she opens her eyes to view the beauty of the city she loves around them, it feels, for the first time, that she can breathe.

                   ❝ i know. ❞

IT’S OVER. it’s gone, and her husband is dead, and she doesn’t live in fear. but the absence of it has left her uncertain; who is she now ? not the perfect wife, not the secret victim, not the grieving widow. she’s a liar. a murderer. a lover. a mother. her fingers curl about his hands, holding him closer against her. he has been her rock, her support. he followed her into murder without blinking. she loves him.

                  ❝ i don’t know what i’m meant to be now. ❞

SOFT, her voice and her touch both as she listens to the sound of the city coming awake -- the traffic and voices and noise that so constantly follows her in her life. it’s easy to drown in, to drown her thoughts in. it’s why she loves big cities. to hide. it’s the first time in a long while she’s wanted someone to hide with her.

SHE KNOWS -- she knows, he’s given up everything for her. his life has been wrapped around hers for so long that she doesn’t know where he ends and she begins. and now their lives will revolve around another. she has never been anything but selfish, she still is and will be. all she craves in her deepest soul is his reassurance.

                  ❝ all i’ve ever been is a survivor. nothing to survive now. ❞

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i finally get everything rebooted and set up here, and then disappear into a discord server for the next 800 years, and then come back wondering...should i just make her mv the demon queen again because i miss it.

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gina has been given so many people to torment in the last 36 hours and i am lIVING

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wcrldswithin.

Dazzled might not be the word, but he is intrigued. Yes, people will usually follow his whim, but he did not think he was feeling like this today. He hadn’t been wishing for a beautiful woman to smile at him like that, had he? 

Well, maybe he was just that lucky.

“Damien,” he replies simply. “And I feel like fresh air?”

He is wearing a hoodie that has been on his body for far too long. So fresh is not the word he would use to describe himself today.

                   ❛ in ALL honesty, no. ❜

a pointed glance down to his hoodie; normally she would not find herself in the company of men this caliber. that is -- unless she planned to murder them. a smile curls perfect lips, head tilting ever so slightly as she studies him, like an insect under a microscope.

he looks like he will scream beautifully.

                   ❛ but you LOOK interesting. anything more than this boring parade of people holds my interest. ❜

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wcrldswithin‌.

@natvraldisastcr gets Damien bc I say so “A beer? Thanks!” He took the drink in his hand and grinned at the woman that had sat next to him on the small table. It wasn’t unusual for people to gift him drinks - that’s how he got drunk most of the time without paying a single dime. But this one, this one was beautiful. He wanted to know more about her. “What brings you here?”

she enjoyed the hunt. the thrill of the chase and the knowledge of what lay beyond. even when drawn out, kills could be over so QUICKLY. the enjoyment of it could be drawn out and savored beforehand.

this one was brief, however -- where often she would stalk her targets for months ahead of time, this was a whim. and those were the most dangerous, held the most risk, and often, the most reward.

                    ❛ a breath of fresh air. ❜ smile meant to dazzle is tossed his direction, her own drink pressed to carefully painted lips. ❛ i’m regina. ❜   

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i have been unbearably absent and for that i apologize so if you wanna plot or someth hit the lil heart and i’ll come drop my adoration in your ims

[ledger-heath]

CLOSER (2004) dir. Mike Nichols

[aimeecarreros]

The victim was stabbed ten times.

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gina needs...affection.

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in light of the many many changes i have made – let’s call this a lowkey plotting / starter call ?

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okay but a plot based off of GETAWAY CAR. the unexpected meeting, the partners-in-crime, the thrill of the chase. always on the run, bonnie & clyde, the stress and arguments and tension constantly -- and then the betrayal, and lovers-to-enemies, hunting one or the other down and the conflict and who knows where it goes from there but gimme.

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CITY LIGHTS SPARKLE like stars in the night sky -- spreading out beyond the glass barrier of the window, an array of art, simply there for the ENJOYMENT of it all. there is something about this city that she cannot hate when it opens itself up like this to her -- distant and beautiful. both terms she had heard used to describe herself, falling from others’ lips. for this moment, there is nothing about this city to find displeasing. not when she resides within one of those starlight windows, a simple pinprick of light to anyone from the outside.

there is a quality ethereal to the existence of two within this room -- another strange place, another hotel, another moment of IN BETWEEN in their lives. he, safe from the terrors of a world he sheltered her from the knowledge of. she, isolated from the bright, screaming thrill of her own busy life, hidden from prying eyes.

grey eyes take in the blank canvas of the ceiling, back pressed into soft silk as she remains draped across the twisted blankets, her head cradled on his stomach as he lays at an angle perpendicular to her body. fingers curl around a glass full of amber liquid almost lazily -- she hasn’t found it necessary to keep track of how many times it has been refilled. all that matters is the pleasant, steady hum of the liquor in her head, blocking her to the feeling of all else.

her mind returns to him as she feels his body move beneath her -- her head shifts on the wave of a laughter most soft, spilling from his lungs in response to her own words. WHATEVER it is she’s said to make him respond so matters little now -- she shifts, shoulder leading the turn of her body until she rests her arms across his torso, finding the brilliant hue of blue eyes. chin comes to a still place atop the back of her hand, pressed over his warm skin -- she can feel him breathing beneath her, a tiny detail that seems precious in moments like these.

                     ❛ i think it’s STRANGE that you think i’m funny. ❜

a quiet admission -- disconnected from previous conversation, but pleading to be said. there is a distinct note of comfort here -- a feeling of peace blanketed over them both, that allows for such words. perhaps, if he feels it as well, he will respond in kind.

                          ❛ 'cause he never did. ❜

@blipintiime / lyric starters.

[susierpt]

3 LITTLE WORDS... || starter pack

Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…

Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!

“I love you.”

“I hate you.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“I guess so…”

“I guess not.”

“Love me, please.”

“Don’t say that.”

“Don’t do that.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Please, hold me.”

“Pain changes people.”

“You haven’t changed.”

“Please don’t go.”

“Look behind you.”

“Go kill yourself.”

“I can change.”

“Don’t ever change.”

“Want a hit?”

“Do you smoke?”

“Fuck me now.”

“Take my hand.”

“Lead the way.”

“Duck and cover!”

“Just go home.”

“Take me home.”

“Walk me there?”

“Everyone, shut up!”

“Just shut up.”

“Please stop it.”

“Please don’t die.”

“I need you.”

“I want you.”

“Want a hug?”

“Want a kiss?”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you lying?”

“That’s the truth.”

“I’m not lying.”

“Oh my God.”

“For fuck’s sake!”

“I got it.”

“I found it.”

“Call me later.”

“Text me later.”

“Don’t call me.”

“Are you crying?”

“I wasn’t crying.”

“Please don’t laugh.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“That’s a lie.”

“What’d they say?”

“What’ll it be?”

“It’s last call.”

“It’s almost midnight.”

“Do you promise?”

“That’s a promise.”

“Are you serious?”

“Don’t bullshit me.”

“I punched him.”

“I killed him.”

“I kissed him.”

“I love him.”

“I hate him.”

“I lied before.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I’m not sorry.”

“I’ll come over.”

“Can you come?”

“Want to cuddle?”

“Maybe we should.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t.”

“You don’t say.”

“Make me come.”

“Did you come?”

“I stole it.”

“I broke it.”

“Any bones broken?”

“Are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

“That must’ve hurt.”

“He was lying.”

“It’s our song.”

“Can I help?”

“Help me out.”

“Please, for me?”

“Anything for you.”

“I doubt it.”

“I believe you.”

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gina’s awake so like for a starter !

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wickxdwxtch‌.

               “ —– but I’m glad to be a real nightmare, so save me your prayers.”

                                                       ——- nightmare by halsey

@natvraldisastcr​; lyric starter meme!!!

                                ❛ i’ve found prayers don’t HELP much when your god has decided you’re better off dead. ❜ DANGER. the danger that surrounds him is SCREAMING in her head, in her veins. she should be scared. she IS scared -- she’d be a fool not to be. she knows better than most the fragility of human existence. and it is because of this that she knows better than to run.

                   ❛ so show me your particular brand of nightmare. ❜

[sociosiphoner-a-blog]

bloody , murderous & psychotic couples who love killing people for the thrill and make out with bloody lips and high five each other by the mountains of dead bodies they made . fuckyeah ?  give me this crazy shit . serial killer couples . vampire couples . dark romeo & juliet couples . modern au persephone & hades couples . couples who compete to see who kills the most or the most gruesome . give me gore . give me bloodshed . GIVE IT TO ME !

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tag dump ft. @cxptained !