"I…..G-get away fr-from m-m-me."
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"I…..G-get away fr-from m-m-me."
five times kissed
five times our muses have kissed. x
i. she smells of alcohol and gunpowder and grief but nothing had ever smelt so comforting to him. it was written that they were to be enemies. he had never been one for rule-following and neither had she. she swears she'd sooner hold a gun to his head than hold his hand but somehow he persuades her. their fingers are interlocked and he has never felt more vulnerable. she's never been this close to someone without something going wrong. he leans in and she meets him halfway but before their lips touch she turns her head and he grazes her cheek on accident. there was a call waiting for her. it was the family business.
ii. he tells her that she plays her music too loud when he reads. she counters that he reads too much. their fights go on for hours between research for her cases and research for their bodies. she has explored him like an uncharted island and he has memorized the freckles in her eyes. she has a bad habit of not falling asleep first and he knows it's because her mind is weighed down by saving the world. there is no kind of monster worse than her own desire to do g o o d. she passes out a quarter past midnight in his office chair. he brushes the hair from her face and kisses her temple. you are the greatest good in this world.
iii. they can argue until their face turns blue but neither one will admit to a fault. she wants to go take down a vampire nest by herself and he absolutely refuses. you can't tell me what i'm not strong enough for. i can't tell you how much it'd kill me if you got hurt. she stops fighting and pushes her suitcase off the bed, rolling her eyes. it's affectionate. he doesn't outright say what he feels and this is a breakthrough. she gets ahold of a friend who lives a couple miles away from them to get it taken care of. she thanks him. they're against the wall and clothes are not an option; her nails rake down his back and his teeth graze her pulse point. i can't lose you ever. i'm not going anywhere.
iv. she rushed out three hours ago after he lost control of his temper and left a hole both in the wall and in her heart. she prays drinking will numb her throat because she's tired of screaming. he finds a storm on his tongue. he shouldn't have lashed out. he is captured by a group of hunters who went looking for her; they hunt those who hunt others. peter is too tired to hold himself up when she finally arrives and knocks most of them out; two were killed in the crossfire. he knows she'll burden herself with them, too. they are worthless he says. she knows. she's sorry. she's apologizing and he can't keep his eyes open as her lips settle messily on his once twice, three times. again and again until he forgets the taste of electricity and remembers HEAVEN.
v. i know how my story is going to end. at the edge of a blade or the barrel of a gun. he bites his tongue because she is never going to die. he tells her that each time. she's steel. she's indestructible. and he is far too deeply in love with her to think otherwise. they both know life changes with the wind and it's in colorado that the monster they had been tracking finally rears on them. he's been knocked back too far. he can't reach her when she falls. he has failed her. she doesn't cry out in pain but god, he can smell it. she is trembling when he gathers her up and they make it to the hospital just in time for her to fall unconscious. the nurses aren't hopeful. he has nothing left but her and hope. you told me you weren't going to leave me. you promised. you said that nothing could take you from me. please, don't leave me. his tears drip onto her forehead and run through golden strands still dirty from the fight. he feels her heart rate pick up once before it falls and fades away. this is how it feels to truly die.
come back to me
☼ ;; xxvenenum
Blonde curls fell over her shoulder as she watched Deanna; wondering if the other woman could sense her presence. Jo could only hope that Deanna had enough sense not to load her full of rock salt, because that would hurt----BAD. She took a sharp breath, forgetting that she didn't require breath, only habits dying hard. Lips pressed together as she laid her head against the door frame, not wanting to leave the side of the girl that she loved.
Dom.
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Parenting Meme [ just to give me something to look forward to seeing because school XD ]
OTP Parent(ing) Meme…
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packs the lunches - Stefanblows raspberries while cuddling - Deannais the tickle monster - Stefangives life lesson speeches - It's a shared effortkisses the boo-boos - Deannabreaks the bad news - Stefanjoins the PTA - Deannacrashes sleepovers with embarrassing stories - Stefangives the crazy nicknames - Deanna
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