#halfbrccds

[kashmiir]

"I'm losing control of the situation."

possessive starters : accepting : @halfbrccds​

                  There’s a FULL bodied laugh that’s laced with whiskey as she presses body against his, and her crimson nails DIG into his back ever so slightly. Oh, he LIKES this feeling all too much, LIKES the feeling of knowing that he’s driving her crazy. His heart going a mile a minute as she’s INCHES away from him. Digits of his own flutter to sides as he DARES to bring her closer against his body. The constant LEO as an eyebrow goes to raise as he looks right into her eyes,

                      ❝        Wot, you think that’s a bad thing? Let me be the FIRST one to let you know… ❞ Lips go to craze against her ear body leans as he whispers,  ❝ Don’ you think that’s sort of the POINT of me gettin’ you alone… ❞ Digits move ever so slowly up the side of her ribcage, and he can FEEL her deeply inhale. Fingers going to settle upon that pretty collar bone that juts out ever so, as he grazes the smoothness of her SKIN,  ❝ Don’ tell me that you feel HELPLESS…that I’ve for once left you speechless – ❞ lips brushing her temple as he can’t HELP but have a smug smile settle upon visage,  ❝ …No, my fearless Cher for once LETTING go?…. ❞

[kashmiir]

❝I tried so hard to act nice like a lady.❞

LANA DEL REY : status : no longer accepting : @halfbrccds

                            Digits go to grip beer a BIT tighter as he’s JUST recently run into Cher – their interactions BREIF at most. Zeppelin on it’s way out of the music world, and Cher just about to conquer it. He’ll admit the thing he LIKES about her best is that sense of humor she has. Was it possible to have a woman be both drop dead gorgeous, and ALSO be able to handle herself the way Cher did? He knows she had her fair share of bullshit in the business, and there’s that smile that starts to spread upon handsome visage. 

                           The boyish smile that has all the warmness in the world tied to it. A laugh bubbles in chest as he starts to laugh, and shake those head of curls that he’s known for. Is he doing that JUST to remind Cher just how irresistible he is? – PROBABLY. Ah, but he’s forgetting she’s no groupie, and she sure as hell couldn’t care LESS what he looked like. Robert then going to stir the straw in drink as he meets her eyes, 

                 ❝        Can’ win ‘em all Cher….I don’ know I mean if they’re bastards? Then who the hell cares – You TRIED to be civil enough said… I mean if they’re going to dish out compliments laced with INSULTS then – fuc’ it you don’ need ‘em. ❞ Broad shoulders rise, and fall with a shrug. ❝ I think MOST of us like it when your honest anyways… – you were saying wot we ALL were thinkin’ luv’ no harm in that.. ❞

[serrpentine]

             “--I believe it. What do you put in it? Looks like a lot of work.”

@halfbrccds // continued from here.

[mcskiffle]

CONTINUED // @halfbrccds​

                        “ THAT’S NEVER WHAT I WANTED, ”  he dips his head, a bitter shame coating his words. He’s not selfish enough to keep a father from his child, even now, something touches within himself that gives birth to sympathy, compassion, the like of which he hasn’t experienced in such a great deal for anyone other than himself for some time now.  “ It’s just that you’re always mentionin’ Sonny this, Sonny that, IT’S A RIGHT FUCKIN DRAG. ”  She’s right, but he does not like the feeling it plants in his stomach, like a dirty hybrid of guilt & carelessness. Does he love her? Would he still even be stuck in this pit if he did? This is the test, for she isn’t mistaken, his list of women stretches on, for most nights he hasn’t the emotional strength to be on his own with his thoughts, but that isn’t to say he shares them with anyone else instead. ( But he prefers Cher’s company to just anyone, right? She’s special to him, though her presence came too late to shake the toxic habits he had already set himself in. )

                        “ Come off it, I’m here now, aren’t I? I’m – I’m makin’ an effort. You’re livin’ in th ' bloody past  &  all I want t ' do is -- IS FORGET IT, Y ’ KNOW? ”  Thus the curtain comes crashing down, the real source of his HURT, his amplified insecurities, surfacing. John’s death hit him harder than he could have possibly foreseen, for he hadn’t imagined in his wildest fantasies that he might survive his former counterpart. It was like the official amputation of a limb that had long since given into death  &  decay, rotting off the bone  & infesting the rest of his body along with it. He never got closure. And the last words the two had exchanged were enough to haunt what remains of his dreams  &  push himself to the edge, one step closer each  & every night.  And with that, the facade begins to crumble,  &   a shell of a man finds himself breaking down.

[mcskiffle]

JUST BECAUSE // @halfbrccds​

                   “ ‘S ONLY A . . . SMALLISH CAKE, ”  he nods in gesture towards the offering, a small box in his outstretched hand, with a casual description & an informative raise of brows as if he might as well be trying to convince her it wasn’t a ticking time bomb.  “ I donno, I saw it an’ thought,  ‘ y ’ know, sweet buttermilk in th’middle, but a bitter black licorice cream on top, that’s a HOOT, she’d appreciate that, y ’ know, a  CAKE  fit f’r a  QUEEN  th ’ likes ‘a none other than CHER.’ ”

[kashmiir]

she is, admittedly, a little bit LONELY.   what with elijah off at school and chastity   spending her time at a friend’s house for   the weekend, the house has been   UTTERLY silent for a total of two   days now. she’s humming along to   an old record and attempting to TIDY   up a little bit when the doorbell catches   her attention - and if she thought she   was surprised merely to hear the   SOUND of it on such a quiet weekend,   imagine her shock in finding ROBERT   PLANT on the other side.

     eyes drop from the singer’s face down      to the mail in his hands. ❛it’s got my      name on it,❜ she agrees with a lifted      brow. well, then again, a whole lot of      it says CHERILYN SARKISIAN -      and that hasn’t been her name since      1979. ❛you picked up my mail?❜

                                    @halfbrccds​ || cont from that ask that is now landing us in 80s land. RIP.

                 There’s a careful laugh as he hands off mail to the songstress, and LORD knows he’s needed ANY escape to flee London. Marriage went to shit, and well? His career had it’s ups, and downs. He would NEVER be Robert Plant of Led Zeppelin ever again ( not as if he REALLY wanted to ). Those long digits go to play upon jawline as he simply sighs. 

                                 “ Wot can I say? Apparently Robert Anthony Plant & Cherilyn Sarkisian are close y’know? ” Shoulders rise and fall as dimples make an appearance, and he leans a free hand against the side of her doorframe. “ Don’ worry I’ve already alerted the postman that I’m NOT Cherilyn...I had this feelin’ though he jus’ sort of wanted to see who lived in the house ACROSS y’know? Had a FEELIN’ that a ONCE upon a time rockstar lived across the way. ” Head nodding to his particular house that he had rented for the time being. He HEARS the sound of a record, and ears CAN’T help but perk up ever so slightly. Jesus  C H R I S T  after all these years he STILL loves music. 

                               “ So Cherilyn wot’re you listenin’ to in that house of yours?---I WOULD wager a guess but, I’m gettin’ older in my years y’know? Don’ want to press my luck as an OLD rockstar... “ humor peppers that sentence as if he practically BEGS for company. Yeah, he’s starting to get lonely, and you can only write songs for SO long. 

[dreamcrboy]

halfbrccds replied to your post:John is not the world’s greatest singer or...

I LOVE THIS

*cries real happy tears* THANK YOU ILY 

[mccvrtney]

I WANT THE K

  ◤ meme ⊿ – accepting // 12: chest kiss

arms wrapped around cher’s petite frame loosely as a seductive smirk snuck it’s way onto paul’s twin-flesh. his lips parted as the inched closer to her flesh, allow- ing for his hot breathe to escape & fall onto her chest. this was paul’s inaudible way of warning her, telling her what was about to happen without having to ruin the moment with words that needn’t be spoken. paul was good with his words but in moments like this he felt a different kind of communication was needed, one consisting of teasing kisses, gentle touches, etc. they were the words only the body could make, & in that moment, as his hazel hues brightened with boyish excitement, he felt ready to start his sentence. so, ever so gently, he placed a gentle kiss on her chest.