#jillbert

[ithrowmyviolets]

9 and 19!

9. Best month for you this year?

I’ll say September because it was the month I went to the Mitski concert and THAT was 100% the best thing that happened to me this year, oh my god

19. What are you excited for next year?

Seeing the Favourite in the cinemaaaaaaa please (and all the gay movies that are about to drop like Boy Erased, Lizzie, Tell it to the bees, Vita & Virginia…)

[classicaly]

70-79? :)

70.) what is your favorite song from every decade starting at that 80’s?So this is not going to be actual favorites, but ones that I have dearly loved for a long time are...

80s - I Would Walk 500 Miles - The Proclaimers90s - I Want it That Way - Backstreet Boys2000s - Mr. Brightside - The Killers2010s - Uptown Funk - yeah muthafucka.

71.) how many kids, if any, do you want?2

72.) who is your biggest OTP?Idk, actually.

73.) what is your favorite food?Anything potato

74.) do you want to be married one day?God, yes. Gimme dem tax bennies.

75.) dogs or cats?Dogs

76.) do you drink enough water daily?Normally

77.) have you ever seen a shooting star?Yup! Many

78.) if you had the opportunity to go to the moon, would you?HELL FUCKING YES I WOULD

79.) how many best friends do you have? Many! Um. Like. Seven? Eight? Idk, lots.

Thanks!

[toastweasel]

all the love I never gave (before I left you) by holtzbabe (@jillbert)

Chapter 10: “(I was too proud to say I was wrong)"

I put my babies in the hands of Maddie and she blew me away. I absolutely adore this fic, and I’m so so happy I could help this chapter (and potentially, accidentally, the rest of the fic) take shape.

Loved this chapter of Maddie’s fanfic and want to know more about the story of the #glorioussciencelesbians? I’ve written that. Find it in all it’s queer, departmental drama [here]. #Corin!

Connie Williams belongs to me, toastweasel. Rebecca Gorin belongs to Sony Pictures.

[twistedsonata]

【】Thick red lipstick mimicked cherry red blood on a pale canvas. A porcelain doll being made up for the new year and unlike the previous ones, she’s fully capable of her own actions— just for today. It’s a gift from the blonde monster that was left on a note by her bed; neat and beautiful cursive that only he could manage.

She plucks a white dress from the wardrobe and crimson heels hidden unless the slitted fabric broke apart leading up her thigh. Blonde strands are freed from the bow and brushed delicately for nearly seven minutes. Hmph, seven minutes was all Wesker spared her to be concious of her actions. After brushing her bangs, a gold necklace was added to her bare neck.

A precious dove.

Like an angel, Jill descends down the staircase of his mansion— tacit and neat just like the tyrant she served. Caressed in the moonlight was a piano sitting by the open balcony door—

                  —freedom just inches away…

But she only accepts the cool breeze on her bare back before taking a seat at the piano and loitering dexterous digits over the keys. Is she alone? Has the monster left? Jill forces Wesker from her jittery thoughts and plays the first few notes of the Moonlight Sonata.

The entire mansion is filled with beauty and a dove.