we must be killers.

william m. clark thirty three ● psychiatrist ● golden city. ❝ it is now he he who burns. it is now he who slaughters. and he knows in his heart he must pay. ❞

[iriscarlyle-blog]

“Well for me it was the fact that my brother is stocking up on alcohol and Piper is planning a dozen parties, but if you needed clues like that to know then that’s fine too.”

[villicms]

❛ I assumed everyone stocked up on alcohol, not just for the holiday season. Am I supposed to assume who this Piper character is?? Clues make the conversation much more fun. ❜

[opheiaxpierce-deactivated202311]

“I’m sorry…we’ve been completely reserved for this entire Holiday week since 2014. Did you really expect me to magically open up a table because you think I’m gullible enough to believe you’re famous? It’s not like anybody’s ever tried that one before.”

[villicms]

❛ And I made a reservation in 2013. ❜ William responded sharply while lifting his sunglasses away from his nose bridge. He slid the item in the breast pocket of his coat before leaning in slightly to view the reservation book placed on the podium; he pointed at a name.  ❛ Clark. William Clark. Table for five. Someone like me doesn’t need to pretend to be famous to get into a place like this, darling ❜

[iriscarlyle-blog]

“Oh look, it’s nearly Christmas already. How fun.”

[villicms]

❛ I would’ve never guessed. What gave it away?? All the lights or the endless Christmas music?? ❜

[rileyhxrrington]

“You already missed the Spanish Inquisition, they’ve been and gone.” Evie, Caleb, Oliver, nurses, doctors, police. They’d all wanted to know what she remembered and they’d all gotten the same response. I didn’t see him, I don’t know why this happened, I don’t know how I got here — although the last one was true. Her fingers fiddled with loose threads in her cheap hospital blanket, she wasn’t tired but her body still ached. “Yes,” she finally answered honestly. “I know who did this to me.” It was clear from her expression she wasn’t proud for keeping quiet about the identity of her attacker but it was just a matter of fact now. “And he’ll do it again if I tell anyone so for the first time in my life, I’m keeping my big mouth shut. So do us both a favour and don’t ask.”

[villicms]

❛ It’s all just protocol. ❜ He admitted with a shrug. It was shameful to admit that he’d been in this position before. More-so with patients than friends, he thanked god for that. William was on edge lately, with all the shit popping up in his life -- who wouldn’t be?? He needed a break and his tired eyes said it all but despite popular belief he wouldn’t leave those in need behind. He scoffed at Riley’s response, sort of like an aggravated father who was done beating around the bush.  ❛ You and I both know that’s not possible. ❜ He admitted with a twist of his lips.  ❛ Whoever did this to you won’t get away with it. Because, as childish as it sounds, it’s not fair. How dare you lay there with your face beaten in and let the man who did this to you get away with it??  ❜ William looked away, calming himself down a bit.  ❛ If the law isn’t enough, I’m not apposed to getting even. An eye for eye. ❜ -- ‘makes the whole world blind’ he finished in his head. He knew it wasn’t conventional and he knew it would just make matters worse but just the thought of someone getting away with something like this boiled the blood underneath his flesh.  ❛ Riley ❜ He stated calmly, his gaze returning to her.  ❛ This doesn’t seem like a man who does this once and moves on -- you know that. You’re capable of saving many lives.  ❜

[villicms]

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@williamclark: christmas gifts keep coming, hopefully you weren’t a dick this year.

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[clementine-thornton-blog]

“Wait–” Clementine tries to hail the person a few feet in front of her. “Oh, nevermind.” She huffs, with a slight air of annoyance.She thought they may like to know the heinous fashion crime they were committing but the words of a friend rang through her ears. Pretentious, she thought to herself.

[villicms]

He noticed the sudden shift in Clementine’s demeanor, his eyes drifted along with hers. The sight of a man an in ill-tailored suit made him scoff as well, he manged to lower Clementine’s hand. He apologized to the man before bringing his full attention to the ginger.  ❛ Have mercy, it’s the holidays. ❜ William reminded with a chuckle.  ❛ Besides I need your full attention on ring shopping. ❜

[rileyhxrrington]

It wasn’t that Riley was ungrateful for William’s arrival, it was more than she didn’t expect him to be here at all. They were friends, yes but the tales of her severe beating had spread more than she would have liked. Her eyes were somewhat glazed over as she rested with her head against the pillow, she trailed slowly as he dropped off DVDs and candy, she kept her gratitude to herself. The small comfort for having him as a friend was that they were so similar. Feelings and niceties weren’t needed to be discussed or even commented on, but the other knew it was appreciated. “I’m afraid I’m not exactly the life of the party right now,” she mumbled vaguely. “Might be a bit creepy for you to just sit there and watch me zone out.”

[villicms]

William adjusted himself in his seat his eyes constantly veering away from Riley’s direction. He couldn’t bring himself to look at Riley in her condition, he'd already thrown a fit when the nurses told him how severe the damage was -- and he knew at the sight of her would only bring that rage back. William huffed his eyes finally settling into hers he knew Riley wouldn’t want to be treated any differently.  ❛ Nor am I, I had the most terrible day. Well, not as bad as you of course. ❜ He joked before trailing off ---  ❛ I was hoping you wouldn’t zone out again. Honestly I don’t think you’re supposed to, I just wanted to keep you company. It would be nice to talk normally before everyone bombards you with questions about who did this. ❜ William chewed on his bottom lip, the question already haunting him.  ❛ You do know who did this, correct?? ❜

[ellicts]

❝ That’s a whole lot of gifts Mr. Clark, expensive looking gifts – Ah, of course you deserve them all and many more!! I’m not into the whole gift thing, I just like it when everyone’s together on the holidays. ❞

[villicms]

❛ Must you always make it difficult for me to be the jerk that I am?? I swear you’re a gift, Miss Dean. Too good for this world. ❜

[villicms]

❛ Well, I don’t see why you deserve those gifts over there. If anything I deserve them. After all, I bought them and wrapped them. And I’ve been a particularly great person this year. ❜

[rileyhxrrington]

The familiar creak of her hospital door being opened didn’t so much as startle her awake as it did break the morphine-enhanced trance she’d been stuck in since the last nurse came to take her vitals. Two broken ribs, severe bruising on her face and torso, a split lip and a sizeable crack to the head was what she could remember of whatever the doctors had told her, although she didn’t really care to know. “Go away,” she croaked with a voice that sounded like she had swallowed knives along with a heaped plate of embarrassment and defeat. Nurse, visitor, loved one - it didn’t matter, they were not welcome.

[villicms]

There was always something ‘bad’ happening and it was beginning to grow exhausting. William wasn’t the type of man to grow attachments for two reasons: gift giving and caring about someone else but he always found himself at birthday parties, weddings, and by someone’s side while they were in a hospital bed. It was inevitable, William cared even if it seemed like he didn’t, he did. With Riley it wasn’t any different, even if he knew she wasn’t the type of person who liked to be coddled or proven that she can be defeated -- William knew but it’s not like he gave a shit. He entered her room silently before placing a stack of horror movies and candy by her bedside. ❛ I drove quite awhile to get here, don’t expect me to leave so soon. Plus it’s my moral duty to be here, for you. I consider you a good friend. ❜ He managed to admit with a small smile.

[villicms]

delayed gratification ›› william + mavis

[deusintersit]

Mavis wasn’t exactly the type of woman that had sex often. She was attracted to knowledge more than physicality and never fell into the depths of a one night stand. But with William it was easy for her to adjust to a sexual lifestyle. There was a certain sense of comfort she felt with him and she didn’t shy away from adventurous things. Above all, Mavis felt beautiful when she woke up with sheets tangled in her legs and her clothes tossed in different directions. It was oddly therapeutic for her, she couldn’t get enough of it. A single towel was wrapped around her frame and her legs dangled off the washroom counter top. Mavis giggled when he brushed his cheek against hers and she watched as he finished his routine. 

The kisses that marked her body caused gentle moans to escape her lips. The touch of him against her drove her wild, she was now submissive to whatever he pleased to do with her. Mavis giggled, ❝ It’s what I do best. ❞ She hummed while kissing him back. Mavis parted and huffed out her chest, ❝ Are you just talk?? ❞ 

[villicms]

A chuckle left his lips, William cupped her cheeks and kissed her tenderly. The sight of her huffed chest caused a smirk to form on his sharp features. He tugged at the fold that kept her towel in place. The towel slipped down her waist and exposed her breasts. William’s kisses started at her jaw before trailing down her neck. Slowly he nipped at her skin, the sweet taste of it drove him mad -- he viciously made his way to her breast. One hand worked her breast, massing it while his fingers flicked her pink nipple. The other had his lips attached to the pink nub -- he left tender kisses and marks that might remain until the next morning. 

Eventually his hands managed to fall at her waist. He pulled her closer from the counter top and snatched the towel from underneath her. William tossed it along with his own. His hands came up her body slowly as his throbbing cock entered her folds. He huffed a groan while his hips moved in her direction, she was now wet enough for him to move faster and he did. William rammed his hips into hers, low groans constantly fell from his pressed lips. 

[villicms]

delayed gratification ›› william + mavis

He was in the washroom with nothing but a towel wrapped against his waist. Mavis was only inches away, sitting on the counter top watching as the sink poured warm water. He shaved away his morning stubble before pressing his cheek against her soft one assuring that his shave was close. Sex was something William enjoyed very much and with Mavis that fiery romance never extinguished. They were a couple that didn’t fear new things in the bedroom and did everything they could to make their experience pleasurable and memorable. Despite being the suave man he was, William never experienced this with any other woman, maybe because Mavis wasn’t just any other woman. There was no doubt that William loved her, more than words could describe. He enjoyed her, even the scars that marked her body. He believed that they were a perfect couple, not in the ways of vanity and aesthetics but in the ways of emotion and their open nature. It was no doubt that their love for each other was the reason why the sex was incredible. Some nights were passionate while other’s were angry and filled with blood lust -- there was never a dull moment and William couldn’t be happier with it. 

William turned the sink off and used a hand towel to wipe his face dry. He set it down and found himself standing in front of Mavis. His hands fell on her bare thighs and his lips lingered above hers. He gave a gentle kiss on the edge of her lips before tracing small ones on her jaw down to her neck. One of his hands crawled to the back of her head, his fingers managed to twirl into her red locks. William pulled her head back to expose her neck and kissed her in all the places he knew would make her toes curl. ❛ Thank you for last night. ❜ He cooed in the crevice of her neck.  ❛ I really needed that. ❜ He added while his hands reached for the fold that kept her towel into place.  ❛ It’d be a shame if we didn’t continue. ❜

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[villicms]

            ❝ perfer et obdura, dolor hic tibi proderit olim. ❞

CALLUM CLARK ● SIXTY ● BRYAN CRANSTON

Luxury was never an option for the businessman, it was a necessity. Born from poverty, Callum Clark swore he’d never return to the life of nine to five jobs and minimum wages. From a young age, Callum fought for everything and fell for nothing, he grew up to be a leader and nothing less. He went to college and studied fiance only to realize the business was just talk he dropped out and managed to built a career by lies. It wasn’t modest but it bought him Italian cars and French wine. He met a woman named Pippa Barton in his first year of of dropping out of college. She carried herself in a way Callum wanted in a woman, strong and direct it was only natural for them to be attracted to one another. An extravagant wedding of two young lovers soon led to the heirs, William and Judith. At the first stages of their marriage and parenthood, Callum was a good father who loved his wife and instilled good values in his children. Soon enough, this routine became gruesome and Callum abandoned it all together. He became much more distant and fell into the life of drugs, money, and alcohol. Callum cheated on his wife Pippa on numerous occasions and foolishly in their own home. When young Judith learned about this affair she paid the price. In secret Callum beat his daughter into silence and as they got older, Pippa declared her divorce only causing Callum to seek revenge to his daughter. He raped and impregnated her before leaving, never to return.

PIPPA CLARK ● FIFTY FOUR ● ROBIN WRIGHT

Pippa, her maiden name, Barton was the product of two powerful parents. Her father was a decedent of one of the most trusted Prime Minister’s in England while her mother was a prestigious neurological surgeon. Because of her parents busy schedule, Pippa was raised by her large supply of nannies. It was suspected of Pippa to become a rebellious recluse but she proved the stereotypes wrong. Pippa excelled in anything she put her mind to, and naturally she followed in the footsteps of her mother. She went to medical school and studied to become a surgeon as well. In the midst of her college experience she met Callum Clark, a man she fell in love with and without second thoughts: she married him. Children weren’t exactly on Pippa’s agenda but when she brought little William and Judith into the world, her mind changed instantly. Pippa was a bright woman and made it a priority that both her children grew up to be bright souls as well. She loved them, a more caring type of love than her husband gave. Pippa was always there to patch a wound or mend a broken heart, she was a woman who gave until she couldn’t give anymore. When the rumor of her husband’s cheating scandal rose to the surface Pippa found it hard to believe until she witnessed it herself. She kept quiet about it and let it linger, she didn’t want to divorce him while the kids were still young. When she finally did, Pippa bounced back to her normal life and continued  to live prosperously. Now she owns a hospital in her hometown of Cambridge, England.

JUDITH CLARK ● THIRTY THREE ● SCARLETT JOHANSSON

Judith Clark was the second born twin of Pippa and Callum but that never phased her. She was a natural dominant and was meant in the spotlight. She was excellent at anything she put her mind to and was quite a devil growing up as a child. She loved to laugh and would do anything to make those around her laugh, even if it meant making a fool out of herself. From a young age Judith was a performer and she had an undying love for art, music, and literature. She was nothing less than a bright mind and she made her parents proud every day. Judith was a young girl who needed attention throughout her daily life and she wouldn’t settle for anything else. Even if that meant stealing the love of her parents from her older twin, William. Constantly they grew up to compete and Judith didn’t realize how talented and educated her brother was until high school. While she struggled to maintain a decent GPA her brother brought home A papers nearly every day. Judith waved pom-poms in the air while William was making the winning goal in a rugby match. It seemed like her dominant aura begin to fade, maybe because of the abuse she suffered at home. Even when scars and bruises marked her body Judith never dared to snitch. She blamed them on cheer leading practice or climbing a tree and slipping during her lunch break. She always had an excuse even when her father had raped her at seventeen. With her father now gone and her brother William off to explore the world it was easy for Judith to convince her mother that the pregnancy was the result of a prom date. Judith now lives in San Francisco where she works as a high school history teacher. The truth behind the birth of her son is still unknown.

GABRIEL CLARK ● SEVENTEEN ● DOMINIC SHERWOOD

Gabriel Clark is the son of Judith Clark and nephew to William Clark. He was born with hypertrophic cardiomyopathy and acute dyslexia. At fourteen he was diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety. All his life Gabriel was a fighter, he never had it easy but that never stopped him from being the best he could be. Unable to participate in sports, Gabriel learned to love art and music. From a very young age he was attracted to instruments, paints, and classical music. He was intelligent in the same ways he was different and this caused Gabriel to become sort of a shut in. He had trouble making friends and when he made friends, he had trouble keeping them. For the most part, he blamed it on his overbearing mother and disconnection with his family’s history. All he knew about his family was, they were perfect. His grandmother was a successful surgeon, his mother was one of the most beautiful women on earth, and his distant uncle was a world-renown psychiatrist.  Gabriel didn’t understand why he was so different from a family of wealth, beauty, and luxury.

[misterturnip]

“There’s no need, Mr. Clark.” Alex turned to watch the parking lot with him, feeling melancholy but he had made a resolve not to indulge others too much in their sadness. “That’s right. How are you doing?”

[villicms]

❛ Please call me William, Alexander. We’re past formalities. ❜ He mustered a small smile in his direction.  ❛ Fairly well. I’m sure that’ll change once I tell my mother about this. ❜ He took another sip of his drink,  ❛ and how are you?? ❜

[rileyhxrrington]

Riley nibbled at her lip, uncomfortable by the sadness in her usually cocky friend. Crying was never something she was good at dealing with, especially when it came to other people. In fact, she avoided it at all costs. “The doctors here are really good, Will. They’ll make sure she’d okay.”

[villicms]

He pulled himself together when he realized Riley wasn’t too far behind. He used the back of his palms to wipe away the tears before they tried on his cheeks. William turned in her direction,  ❛ I’m sure they are but, the worry doesn’t seem to go anywhere at the thought.❜

[deusintersit]

A small gasp left her lips as he fell into her embrace. She held him tight before her fingers tangled into the short ends of his hair. She rested her cheek on his head and continued to gently rub his back.  ❝ She’s a grown woman. ❞ Mavis reminded him.  ❝ And she’ll be able to accept her scars and wear them with pride because she knows a man like you will give her endless support. You helped me accept my scars and I’m sure you can do the same for hers. ❞

[villicms]

When he looked at Mavis his heart sort of fucked itself over, in a good way. She saw him in a way he didn’t really know anyone could. Her endless support and overwhelming amount of love tore into him and he was okay with it. William didn’t respond to her words of endearment, he looked at her carefully. His eyes sort of watered up but he didn’t care if tears were the result of it. He looked up gently he cupped her face, and the edge of his thumb stroked her cheek. He brought their lips together to become one and he kissed her like it would’ve been their last. 

[clementine-thornton-blog]

“Don’t tell me what I should be doing, I’m a grown woman.” She says giving him a bit of a look, her nose wrinkled in distaste. “What I should be doing is sitting here with one of my best friends.” She nods. “I don’t sleep much anymore anyway.” Clem was quiet after that, for quite sometime, he arm around her friend’s shoulders, until finally she sighed. “It’s… okay to not be alright. I wish someone would have told me that a long time ago so, I’ll tell you.”

[villicms]

William stayed quiet for a long time because truthfully, he did feel bad. Which for William wasn’t a feeling he was used to. Sympathy, friendships -- were sadly foreign concepts to the Britishman. He carried himself on his own two feet and the thought of someone being his crutch scared the shit out of him. If he went down, he didn’t plan on bringing everyone down with him. He managed to look at Clementine again with water filled up in his eyes. His eyes closed and he thought about a lot of things at once.   ❛ What the fuck. ❜ He managed to blurt out.  ❛ I just really needed to say that. ❜