#(quentin.)

[angstics]

saving eliot killed him and he died sad and hopeless and disenchanted with life and he died after trying and trying for years and years and his whole life to get better and he never got better he just died. HE JUST DIED!!!!!!

[bloodykneestm]

“hey, man,” voice is low, unassuming, almost slurred. he looks tired, like he hasn’t slept in days, bags under his eyes are bruises on a face already marred by a broken nose, ( he’s an abstract art piece in the flesh ), disorienting to look at. “i’m not tryin’ to bother you.” he lightens his tone, trying to market himself to the young woman before him. “i was just wonderin’ if you had like, a cigarette or somethin’ i could bum off ya?” he wipes at his nose, sniffles, shrugs. “i know i look like shit, and i usually have money, but today’s just...” he spits away from her and shakes his head. “fuck, man.” he laughs, a little nervously, sounding more than a little unhinged.

@lambbled​ / starter call!

[wealthytmz-blog]

[bloodykneestm]

he followed him here. ( duh. )  it’s a shitty bar in quentin’s least favorite part of the city, but eh. this guy’s worth the trouble. ( he’s seen what he can do -- he’s seen the sort of monster that lives behind those dead eyes. ) he’s watched him ( stalk, drug, assault, kill women ), he’s seen how he does it. he’s here tonight to punish him for it. he smiles as the other steps up to the bar, gently places a hand on the other’s arm. “hey, man. you’re jaxon love, right? i’ll get your drink, man -- i like your music.” he turns to the bartender. “it’s on me.” he tells them, smiles, pulls his wallet from his pocket. as the drink slides across the bar, quentin intercedes, grabbing it before it slips off the edge, a brief whoa!, a startled laugh, ( he spikes the other man’s drink ). he takes the glass and hands it to the other. “good catch, huh?” he says, laughing and taking a sip of his own beer, putting down some cash.  “can’t imagine a guy like you came out to a bar all by himself -- where’s your entourage, man?”

@pcplarstreet​ / plotted starter! 

[bloodykneestm]

@samenkomen continued from here!

    the smirk that pulls quentin’s lips taut and the permanent layers of humor, amusement and indifference that fog his dark, shark-like eyes shield them both from any genuine reaction to her rebuffing him. after all, he’s used to her rejections, but this is the game of cat and mouse they’ve come to know, this is how they know how to interact with one another. or at least, that’s how he sees it. he withdraws his lighter and tucks it into his breast pocket before snatching the joint from her fingers and spinning out to lean against a nearby a wall, taking a heavy drag of it and exhaling a cloud of smoke before finally giving a response.       “come on, you know i’m harmless, jess.” says the unhinged hit man. ha-ha. “i’m just a guy, standing in front of a girl -- trying to get her to stop avoiding him and let him take her on a date. or at the very least, trying to get her to let him smoke her ouuut.” 

[wealthytmz-blog]

ARE VERA AND FABIO BACK UP TO THEIR OLD TRICKS? AFTER A YOUNG LOVE MARRIAGE ENDING IN HEARTBREAK FOR THE YOUNG RESTAURATEUR, BUT HE'S BACK FOR MORE! OUR SOURCES HAVE CONFIRMED THAT THE TWO EX LOVEBIRDS WERE SPOTTED MEETING UP AGAIN AT HIS RESTAURANT IN BROOKLYN AFTER JUST A YEAR OF RADIO SILENCE. HAVE THEY DECIDED TO KISS AND MAKE-UP? DOES THIS MEAN THEY ARE BACK TOGETHER? IS VERA CHEATING ON HER BOYFRIEND, QUENTIN? THE PAIR HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO....LOOKS LIKE WE CAUGHT YOU.

[wealthytmz-blog]

EARLIER TONIGHT OUR PAPARAZZI CAUGHT NEW YORK CITY’S VERY OWN VERA BANTINI AND RAP STAR BIG SEAN OUT TOGETHER! THEY STOPPED TO CHAT WITH SOME FANS BEFORE HEADING OFF TOGETHER IN THE SAME VEHICLE. LOOKS LIKE IT’S BYE BYE QUENTIN!