#vincentroyale

[fivedollrshake]

@vincentroyale​ asked: “you’re going to have a bruise.”  meme.

       " 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍' 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓. " mia shoots back, holding the ice to her forehead. her sharp tone is replaced with a smile soon enough, laughing a little as she tosses the ice onto her table, touching her cold skin with her fingertips, making a soft sound of discomfort at the feeling, “ you’re gonna get in so much shit with marsellus. he sees this bruise and he’s coming for you. ‘cause you’re supposed to be making sure i’m kept all safe. “ bright eyes roll, shrugging her jacket off her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor, “ shoulda thought of that, shouldn’t you? next time, bring bubblewrap. “

[reservoir-bombshell]

@vincentroyale​

“ you  really  think  i’m  going  to  help  you  move  a  dead  body? “

[fivedollrshake]

      delicate hand beckons to him, a smile clear on her features. the hotel’s bathroom might not be lovely, but she’d made it gorgeous. candles are lit, music lilts from the bedroom, the lights are off to illuminate the room. roses sit in a vase on the sink and there’s an ice bucket on the end of the bath, the bath full of bubbles and one miss scagnetti, who grins at the man in the doorway, holding two glasses of champagne, “ get in, stop staring. it’s valentine’s day. “ @vincentroyale.

[fivedollrshake]

       " 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄. " mia feels small, standing in the doorway of her hotel room, cardigan wrapped tight around her. larry must’ve passed the address onto him and she reminds herself to thank him later on. there’s a beat and tears flood her eyes, thin arms throwing around him, “ i was so worried you hated me, that you wouldn’t come. “ and god had she needed him there.

@vincentroyale​

[fivedollrshake]

@vincentroyale​ asked: “god, you look so good” -- from vincentroyale.

       𝐌𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 door frame, clad in just her underwear and his shirt. his comment brings that maddening smirk to her lips and she dips her head to hide a blush, “ well you’ve got a great taste in shirts.. “ and she looks back up, walking back to the bed in that cat-like way of hers, hips swaying and pausing only to turn on the tape deck. she climbs onto the bed, one strong leg moving to straddle him, fingers walking up his bare chest -- her head dips again, but this time it’s to plant a kiss on his lips, forehead against his as she giggles, “ you look even better. ‘specially like this. “ fingers dig deep into his hair as she gives him another kiss, grinning against him, “ good enough to eat. “