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[faeriechildren]

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starring role -- marina and the diamonds

[lynchsargent-blog]

rush spends half of her time convinced that the simplest little thing is going to completely fuck their relationship and the other half of the time trying to forget that and enjoy it before that happens so when she's being a douche to people and they try to use that and kind of throw her own paranoid thoughts at her ('lol wat does he see in you that's not going to last it's probably just bs u rly think he's just dating u and there's no catch here he's getting something out of this no way in hell is he going to stick around and put up with your shit for much longer') to be a douche back at her it usually kind of works and she spends a few days in a rly bitchy and withdrawn kind of mood @ liam until he's all jESUS FCKING CHRIST and forces it out of her (tho it comes out in makes absolutely no sense rant form) and kind of reassures her enough to keep the paranoia mostly blocked off for awhile

sometimes when she gets up late and needs to hurry up and shower and get to work and liam's already in there she goes in with every intention of just shoving him out of the way and showering fast and leaving but it never actually works and she's been late more than a few times because of it

rush has grossly disgustingly completely ridiculously ticklish knees and tried grossly disgustingly completely ridiculously hard not to let liam notice (he did)

as a pretty general rule, the more rush insults something about liam, the more she actually likes it - she also makes up really fucking stupid excuses for being near him because just saying she wants to be would clearly be the worst thing in the world

liam stashes packs of her brand of cigarettes all over the place and even though she does notice and it should irritate her because she can buy her own u albino fucktard she pretends she doesn't notice bc lbr free cigarettes and by the time she's finding them she's out of her own and in gross need of more

as soon as her mom found out about/showed up to meet liam unannounced she started making obnoxious daily phonecalls asking about wedding plans and occasionally showing up and dropping even more obnoxious and painfully obvious hints at liam that made rush shove her right back out the door

occasionally liam will do absolutely nothing or something really stupid and insignificant like run his hand through his hair or brush his fingers against hers or steal her cigarette out of her mouth and it'll be just stupid and insignificant but somehow manage to catch her completely unaware and hit her with a huge wave of feelings that she has no fucking clue what to do with so she just kisses him out of nowhere and clings to his hand or arm and keeps doing it until the better part of the sudden feelings surge passes and even then doesn't let go of his arm or hand but says something like 'nothing, retard' (which is pretty much the common form of i love you from rush to liam since the actual words stick in her throat and very rarely let themselves be choked out or only work in a mumble when she's exhausted and her guard's down and they're too muffled against his chest to really be distinguishable anyways) when he asks what that was for

[camroleplays-blog]

DEAR CAM DO YOU HAVE VIOLA HEADCANON FEELS????? IF YOU HAVE VIOLA HEADCANON WHAT IS YOUR VIOLA HEADCANON FEELS??????????

NO VIOLA HEADCANON FEELS NEVER NEVER NEVER. ... i mean ...

she has a song for him on her ipod. she doesn't even know that it's "his" song -- for lola, it's just, yknow. a random song. i haven't picked it out yet, but she always skips it whenever her ipod is on shuffle. unless they've sparred that day. and then she'll listen to it on repeat for about half an hour before realizing she's been listening to the same damn thing.

it's not "their bed". it's "the bed". more often than not, it's actually not even "the bed". just "it". and they'll use phrases like "your phone's on it" or "have you looked under it?" to avoid saying "the bed", because the bed denotes connection, denotes they share this, denotes they are actually and actively going to sleep together every night. and that's just blasphemous.

she can't cook. and it's not the cute "try these burnt cookies but they're good on the inside!" kind of not being able to cook. lola will literally spoil anything. she doesn't even like it. but sometimes she tries to bake brownies, just to annoy vincent.

vincent is ticklish and lola takes fULL ADVANTAGE of that fact.

not that she'll ever, ever, ever admit it, but vincent's relative strength is a huge turn-on for her. but the problem lies in that their relationship hinges on a power play, so lola saying that she loves his strength would only emphasize that he's got some power over her, and she's way too terrified of her emotions to give him any more.

there is literally nothing lola hates more than seeing another girl put the moves on him?????

so vincent please hire a male secretary plz k thnx bai

she's kind of obsessed with his jawline. when he's sleeping (or when she thinks he's sleeping), she'll walk her fingers up and down it and brush over his stubble and run the tip of her index just under his jaw. sometimes she'll kiss it. but only when she's feeling saucy.

vincent is actually the one to initiate the most of their sexual interactions when they're "at the apartment" (never use the word "home"). lola knows that sex has been the defining factor for most of her life, and she's terrified of cheapening what she has with him -- or making it banal for herself, or anything -- by openly inviting him to bed. she's scared of making him "just another guy". which he's not, but go figure, lola's not the brightest bulb.

she'll get him a kitten and he'll fucking like the kitten.

everything's a battle for them. that's obvious, but -- literally everything is a battle, a challenge of wills, of wits, of who will give in this time. usually it's vincent, stalking away with stiff shoulders and a scowl on his face. and sometimes it's lola, who glares at him while he grins like the smug asshole he is.

but somewhere in the middle she's stopped hating him in that abstract way she had.

that's not something she talks about, though.

even if sometimes, she wishes with barely a whisper that he's stopped hating her, too.

[lindsevmorgans]

what's your RP OTP?

oh nooo. CAN I CHOOSE ALL OF MY RP COUPLES?! no? okay well ummm... actually ashlynn and luke from years ago. they were made for each other and even though ashlynn was a bitch and luke was a bit of an ass they were mean to be.

[camroleplays-blog]

if you could fast forward any plot you currently have, where would you want to fast forward to?

definitely, definitely to the viola shitfest that's coming up. i want to drown myself in viola feels. and have lola be angry at vincent and throw something at him and then not know wHY because wow this is VINCENT.

also to a jasdy scene where wendy meets pippa, because i'm kind of stupidly excited for that plot.

[mrjackleshasmoved-blog]

sometimes she watches him while he sleeps. it's the only time the brow smooths out, the only time that dark shock of hair musses itself, the only time his mouth pulls out and loosens, no scowls or frowns marring it in any way. and she doesn't touch him, of course -- that's a taboo she won't cross yet. because he's vulnerable. because he's open. because asleep she could reach inside his chest and rip his heart out by that simple single act (leaving). instead she watches. lola's eyes trace the contours of vincent's face -- those high cheekbones, the hooded eyes, the sharp cut of his jaw. down, where his shoulders slope, inelegant, and further, to his arm, not yet touching her but almost, almost. and she hates herself, but her breath hitches when she looks at his fingers, brushing along the cool white cotton of the sheets. her breath hitches and thoughts she's never allowed herself fly by in daring whispers and she shoves them away in the flip of her dark hair over her shoulder, in the smirk of her lips, in the you know you want me of her eyes. her breath hitches, and no words come, and what a silly concept, really -- but asleep is the only time vincent zimmerman has ever rendered lola speechless.

[movedto--mariioncotillard-blog]

thoroughly enjoying my regina spektor conversation with bree

sigh

she's so perfect it hurts help

[mrjackleshasmoved-blog]

VIOLA IS A SHIP THREE YEARS IN THE MAKING AND OH MY GOD I'M GOING TO VOMIT WITH HOW MUCH IT HURTS AND IS PERFECT AND I LOVE IT MORE THAN I LOVE ENCHILADAS