#harrison.

[emmelinehq]

Text: Harrison

Emmeline: Hi, Harrison. How are you doing?

[untouchedmythos]

" i don't care what you're talking about, just get on your knees & suck my dick. i need some relief. "

open to women & men !!

[thundcr-storm]

@pharrfromhome

the rum runners bar was one of storm's favourite spots to be working at; the security guard found it to be more relaxing than any of the other spots, and it had the addition that he could gawp at the gorgeous harrison working behind the bar. there's a few murmuring here and there, clients talking amongst themselves and a few staff attending to needs. storm was walking through, overseeing the goings on, but he knows he's not really needed here -- this was more a chance for him to take some time for himself.

the slender man approaches the bar, resting an elbow on the counter as he looks to harrison and flutters his eyelashes. "you know i'm your favourite security guard," he teases, "fancy pourin' me out a whiskey please?" storm knows he's allowed the one, and only one, whilst positioned here (unless a client decides to offer him a drink) so he figures why not utilise it at the start of his shift. "feels quiet here, surprised you're not bored shitless."

[emmelinehq]

@harrisonjxnes in claymore !

it was unusual for her to still feel ill from a bad night but emmeline knew that it couldn't have just been down to alcohol. her digestive system was having difficulty before the incident, probably what had prompted her message for charlie. not being able to think about that right now, the woman kept fidgeting with the beverage in her hand, it acting more as a distraction than something to be enjoyed. "i thought this was more or less put to bed but it just got so much worse..." guilt - that's what she was now feeling, like it was her fault.

[emmelinehq]

@thebrandxnharris at emmeline's house

things had gone so well last night, until they hadn't. emmeline had caused unnecessary stress, to both herself and those around her, and she was physically feeling the consequences. the woman had hobbled to the door to let brandon in before hobbling back slowly to the sofa. "i feel like i've been hit by a truck." it would always feel bad the next morning after one of her breakdowns but the physical exhaustion emmeline felt on top of the pain that had only worsened with the strenuous walking she'd been doing, it never felt like this. eyes pressing shut as she lowered herself down, she whimpered slightly before letting out a sigh of relief when she was finally seated. "please don't ask me to explain, okay? i was selfish, i didn't think about people who'd been hurt but please can we not talk about her."

[vidaeodrome]

“  my world is just falling apart.  it’s like everything is just crumbling around me.  i don’t know what to do.  i just want it to stop ”  - charlie to harrison

harrison harvey is one of two things and neither of those are anything to do with comfort. however, he's very good at acting the part. harry notices how frazzled charlie is, how they look to be at the end of an (albeit already very thin) rope. he does the thing that normal people do and nods as they speak, fixing his gaze into something empathetic. he hopes it works (mainly because he believes it does).

" god, i'm sorry. i understand how y'feel. " he reaches, squeezes charlie's shoulder for a moment, then pulls back. " unfortunately, i don't think it's gonna stop. not until that motherfucker's dead and in the ground. " it's a strange concept to talk about your own metaphorical murder, but when you're killing people constantly, it's not that much of a hard concept. " hey. i'm glad you're talkin' to me about this. it's ... it's fucked up. but you have me and i'm gonna make sure you're gonna be safe. trust me? " @slashaer

[wcrldcfsin]