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        You are the wildest, 

                                            most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen! 

                                                                                                            Nobody deserves you…

                                            independent && selective gaston legume 

                                                  from disney’s beauty and the beast

                                                                 penned by klaire.

[ofheatwaves]

mick knew sara was a FEISTY one, but he hadn’t expected her to nip at the sensitive flesh of his neck. && he hadn’t expected himself to react so surprised when it happened, either. but, he had to admit, it was actually super hot.

❝ if i’d known you like to use your TEETH, i’d be a little more cautious lettin’ ya go any lower than that. ❞ he teased before a smirk played at his lips, hands trailing to her backside. he couldn’t wait to feel her teeth against his neck again. 

[ continued | @bethewhitecanary ]

[ofheatwaves]

mick nodded && smiled. what she was saying went right over his head, he actually spaced out for a moment as axelle went on about some scientific sounding shit. it was PAINFULLY obvious he was just staring at her lips moving but not comprehending anything she was actually saying. 

❝ uh... you lost me at compound. ❞  

[ continued | @alternatetrickster ]

[ofheatwaves]

hey everyone !! ya’ll should check out my new oc kade !! he’s an ex mob/ex marine and enjoys boxing and walking his dog !!

[ofheatwaves]

❝ none of you are helpin’ me !! you give me pills to keep me calm, you label me as INSANE when i’m not !! if anything, you all are tryna trap me in my own head !! ❞

[ continued | @arkhamstaff ]

[fearsurrendered-blog]

   “  Okay - okay. PLEASE. Just calm down.         Would you like to go somewhere quiet        to discuss this? What do you need?  ”

[ofheatwaves]

❝ i need to get OUTTA here already !! ❞ mick’s eyes darted up to harleen’s. he felt so lost && hopeless, trapped inside of his own thoughts && led to believe there was something seriously wrong with him. he’d never seen it way before, but this entire experience was opening his eyes to something he’d always P U S H E D away.

[goodgollymissholllly-archiv-blog]

father rory:

his eyes shut, he relaxed after feeling such soft && plush lips against his scarred knuckles. holly was much too sweet and kind to him, it was no surprise that he would have such deep feelings for her already. what a shame that they couldn’t be more open with their affections && had to hide behind closed doors. but god, he’s just so glad that she feels just the same. 

❝have you ever thought of what it’d be like if we weren’t the people we are today ?? if we never gave ourselves to god ?? ❞

    “If I never gave myself to God, I wouldn’t be here. We wouldn’t have met.” It’s making her anxious just thinking about it. Her heart is pounding. Holly pulls his hand closer to her lips, nuzzling into it. She wants to be as close as possible to him. She always did. “Where would I be ?? Probably still in Maine. Quite possibly Boston.”

[ofheatwaves]

❝ maine, that’s so far away... ❞ he replied, burying his face into her neck before he added, ❝ i don’t know where i would be now if i hadn’t taken this path. but, i am convinced that i’d probably be dead. ❞

father rory hadn’t meant to be such a drag, but the path he was on before finding god was a lot darker, a lot more dangerous. he was lucky that he’d joined the church when he did. 

[ofheatwaves]

❝ none of you are helpin’ me !! you give me pills to keep me calm, you label me as INSANE when i’m not !! if anything, you all are tryna trap me in my own head !! ❞

[ continued | @arkhamstaff ]

[goodgollymissholllly-archiv-blog]

father rory:

he would be lying if he said he wasn’t falling for her, as well. holly always caught his eye, from her first day in their church, to the day she had agreed to come behind the confessional window && join him. she was beautiful, the good lord had graced her with such beauty, but the devil himself made her just as tempting. mick just couldn’t keep his hands off of her. 

replying in a low whisper, his hand rested on her hip,❝ i can’t say that i cannot agree, sister… i enjoy these nights with you. i hope we can continue to do this. ❞ it was true. spending time with holly was what he looked forward to every day. during mass, he generally focused his eye contact on or around her, because seeing her pretty eyes looking back into his made his heart SWELL and his stomach FLUTTER. 

    Without much thought, she pulls his hand from her hip, holding it in both of her much smaller hands. One of them fills the negative spaces of his fingers, the other just wraps around it, pulling it up to her lips, pressing a chaste kiss to his knuckle. The nun doesn’t know what to say, but she’s glad he agrees with her, that he doesn’t scold her for such thoughts. “I do as well.”

[ofheatwaves]

his eyes shut, he relaxed after feeling such soft && plush lips against his scarred knuckles. holly was much too sweet and kind to him, it was no surprise that he would have such deep feelings for her already. what a shame that they couldn’t be more open with their affections && had to hide behind closed doors. but god, he’s just so glad that she feels just the same. 

❝ have you ever thought of what it’d be like if we weren’t the people we are today ?? if we never gave ourselves to god ?? ❞

[goodgollymissholllly-archiv-blog]

father rory:

he knew better.

father rory was taking advantage of sister holly in ways that anyone would see as unholy, acts of the devil. he was ABUSING his power !! but he was still a man, he still had his own needs && desires && sister holly was his WEAKNESS. that’s why he would sneak into her room at night, crawl in bed with her && kiss her until dawn. he didn’t care of the consequences, nor did he care if his position in the church would be revoked if anyone else found out about the lewd acts they performed behind closed doors. 

❝sister. how do you feel about me ?? ❞ mick asked, laying beside her in her small bed, hand slowly trailing down her side he pressed from behind. they didn’t always make love, sometimes father rory enjoyed laying beside her && talking.

[ closed starter | @goodgollymissholllly ]

    Holly had never thought she’d end up in this position, she is a nun, honestly all of this should be the last thing on her mind… but as of late it’s always been the first. Was she straying from Gods will ?? From the marriage to the Lord himself she’s accepted when she took the vow ?? Perhaps, but she finds that she’s caring less and less.

    “I must admit, Father…” There’s a small break in her words, hesitant to proceed. She’s even scared to turn and face him. Her eyes do not shut, they stare at the dresser across the room. “I’m falling for you.”

[ofheatwaves]

he would be lying if he said he wasn’t falling for her, as well. holly always caught his eye, from her first day in their church, to the day she had agreed to come behind the confessional window && join him. she was beautiful, the good lord had graced her with such beauty, but the devil himself made her just as tempting. mick just couldn’t keep his hands off of her. 

replying in a low whisper, his hand rested on her hip, ❝ i can’t say that i cannot agree, sister... i enjoy these nights with you. i hope we can continue to do this. ❞ it was true. spending time with holly was what he looked forward to every day. during mass, he generally focused his eye contact on or around her, because seeing her pretty eyes looking back into his made his heart SWELL and his stomach FLUTTER. 

[ofheatwaves]

he knew better.

father rory was taking advantage of sister holly in ways that anyone would see as unholy, acts of the devil. he was ABUSING his power !! but he was still a man, he still had his own needs && desires && sister holly was his WEAKNESS. that’s why he would sneak into her room at night, crawl in bed with her && kiss her until dawn. he didn’t care of the consequences, nor did he care if his position in the church would be revoked if anyone else found out about the lewd acts they performed behind closed doors. 

❝ sister. how do you feel about me ?? ❞ mick asked, laying beside her in her small bed, hand slowly trailing down her side he pressed from behind. they didn’t always make love, sometimes father rory enjoyed laying beside her && talking.

[ closed starter | @goodgollymissholllly ]

[futurepopmoved]

@ofheatwaves ♡’d.

 ❝I feel like I’ve seen you before. Are you famous?❞

[ofheatwaves]

❝ famous ?? maybe. ya might’ve seen me on the ten o’clock news. ❞

he shouldn’t be so smug about it. mick was a criminal, && that certainly wasn’t something he usually bragged about. but now ?? he had a good BUZZ going && owning up to it wasn’t so bad, was it ??

[youngestsnart]

ofheatwaves:

❝ ya know your brother’s handwriting is too nice for me to forge, right ?? ❞

he took the slip && gave a small shrug. he was tired, lisa knew how he got when he was lacking his eight hours. but he signed her slip with his shitty, chicken scratch writing anyway. he didn’t really care what he was signing, either. but he knew as the responsible adult, he was obligated to inquire what his fake signature went towards.

❝ so what was that for, really ??  bring your homework over here too, kiddo. ❞

      “That’s fine, Dad’s handwriting is shit an’ that’s who you gotta forge since Daddy dearest is still my legal guardian.” Though sometimes she pretended it was Len and Mick instead.

     “Some field trip that my English class is taking. Dad spent all the money on booze an’ shit. ‘sides I’m tryin’ to save up for some new shoes. Don’t have any to spare for a field trip.” She shrugs, not like it’s the first time it’s happened. She’s skipped out on plenty of them before. Alternative assignments sucked, but not like she could do much about it.

     She pulls out her science homework from her backpack and slides it over to him. She’ll not admit to him that she may have fallen asleep in class a few days after staying up most of the night studying and doing chores the nights before. Mick doesn’t need to know that little detail.

[ofheatwaves]

❝ well... ❞ mick began, eyeing her homework briefly before he finally looked up to the young woman, ❝ do you really want to go on this trip ?? ‘cause if ya do, maybe i can give ya the cash. ❞

of course he wanted to see lisa happy. he knew her father was the world’s worst father && she definitely deserved better. why would mick allow such a sweet girl to go without, when he knew damn well he was able to provide for her. she was a sister to him && like snart, he couldn’t see her go down the same troubled path. 

[youngestsnart]

ofheatwaves:

❝ what, what, W H A T !? ❞

       She holds up a permission slip. “I can’t find Lenny, mind forging a signature for me? Just check the box tha’ says I can’t go an’ sign at the bottom.” She knows she doesn’t have the funds. “An’ then I need help with my science homework.”

[ofheatwaves]

❝ ya know your brother’s handwriting is too nice for me to forge, right ?? ❞

he took the slip && gave a small shrug. he was tired, lisa knew how he got when he was lacking his eight hours. but he signed her slip with his shitty, chicken scratch writing anyway. he didn’t really care what he was signing, either. but he knew as the responsible adult, he was obligated to inquire what his fake signature went towards.

❝ so what was that for, really ??  bring your homework over here too, kiddo. ❞

[ofheatwaves]

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[youngestsnart]

        “Mick, Mick, Mick, Miiiiiick, Miiiickeyyyyy, Micccck.” She’s just going to keep saying your name until you give her attention.

@ofheatwaves

[ofheatwaves]

❝ what, what, W H A T !? ❞

[goodgollymissholllly-archiv-blog]

daddy:

he was already pulling the bike from the little garage on the side of her place, looking up to her && smirking, ❝ the ice cream parlor is kinda far to walk don’t ya think ?? you can wrap your arms around me && hold on as tight as you can, i don’t mind if ya squeeze me. ❞

the truth was, mick could be a lazy bastard. holly didn’t have a car, && technically he didn’t either, just the harley that he stole from some asshole biker that PUSHED his buttons. of course holly didn’t need to know that part, just that they’d get to the parlor quicker. 

    “I mean… I guess…” Shoulders raise, a questionable gesture but she still agrees none the less. Honestly the less she knows about the criminal side to Mick, most likely the better. “Okay, fine.” She says, voice quiet as she approaches closer towards the ‘death trap’.

    “Just be careful… you’re carrying precious cargo.” No… she wasn’t joking.

[ofheatwaves]

with a low chuckle, he sat on the BEAST of a bike to keep it level while the small woman could climb on; the last thing he wanted was for her to fall off !! sometime she could be so adorable.

❝ ya don’t gotta worry, baby cakes !! it ain’t like i’m gonna let ya FLY off the back !! ya know you can trust DADDY. just make sure ya hold on real tight && you’ll get there in one piece. ❞

[ofheatwaves]

   yeah, i got anger issues.         sometimes i reach a boiling point and can’t    control the fire in my belly. why should i?                              let it burn.

written by klaire | promo credit to @withboomerangs