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#MY boi #* i. fearless child. broken boy. tell me what it's like to burn. ( james cook. )

guess who i’m bringing back ! LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER !!!

#starter call.#* i. i bought a fucking gateau. ( out of character. )

sapphire hues scan through the crowd of people , in an all too disinterested fashion --- the same bleak faces just in a different town , albeit in a completely different continent , though it just proved something james cook already knew --- nothing changed . but that was exactly what he needed , somewhere dreary where he wouldn’t stick out so he could fit right in , un-noticed , no questions . hands bring the pint of beer to his lips hastily , enjoying the soothing feeling the liquid brings to the back of his throat , a sigh of pure contentment falling from his mouth . brunette tresses cause a stir within the confines of his chest , a heart he had always struggled to keep tamed bursting to life as he thinks of a past love he had tried so desperately to forget --- chocolate doe like orbs cause the hectic beats to slow when he realizes it’s not her . of course it’s not her . he was half way across the world --- where none of them would look . despite his now calm attitude , he finds himself unable to look away from the girl . there’s a softness in her that he finds him yearning for , something he never needed and there’s a genuine smile that feels almost foreign lifting at the corners of his mouth causing normally dull blues to brighten . ‘ alright princess ? ’ words fall out of his mouth without realizing and he mentally kicks himself . ‘ can i buy you a drink ? ’ / starter for @ceriseflame .

#* i. don't get too close it'll be dangerous. ( closed starter. )#* fiona tag tba !!!#i love u #hope this is ok

doesdrugs·:

COOK , JAMES / wankcr· .

air rushing down her lungs the moment the icy air hit her skin . breathing in the air , lungs feeling as if it was acid . acid making her feel like she couldn’t breathe and the only thing she really wanted to do was breathe . she needed to breathe . she had to breathe . inhaling sharply as she walked further away from the club . only stopping when she heard his voice . pearl white teeth digging into her bottom lip . turning around , heart aching in her chest . beating so fast that it ached in her whole body , her hands shaking and body trembling . what do you tell the man you love ? what do you tell the person you counted on who left you ? who abandoned you in the middle of a rough time . pressing her lips harder together . ‘ talk to you ? ‘ she had no words to offer , nothing to say while her heart yelled a thousand things at her . begging her to say them all out loud but her mind kept screaming now . leaving her tongue tied .

memories resurface , himself lost in her , lips on her skin . and he realizes just how deep he is even after all of this time, though he’d likely deny it, elizabeth stonem was rooted within him, engraved on his heart, living in his bones. leaving had been hard, especially when every single fiber of his being had been begging him to stay, not to abandon her in such a trying time but he couldn’t face it. couldn’t bring her down with him after what he’d done. couldn’t look at her without seeing his best friend. the blood. the dead carcass of her psychiatrist beneath his bruised torn up fists. as he follows her, there’s an understanding lingering within that this isn’t what she wanted, but he can’t help himself, couldn’t let her go without at least checking up on her. cook needed to distract himself for just a short moment with her, life had been empty for years now and every atom within him was yielding for her upon seeing her in the club. as their eyes meet he feels himself want to crumble inside, all the feelings he’d repressed about everything, the denial of the grief, the love and him being who he was reaching to the surface --- almost like a pressure cooker wanting to explode. cerulean orbs meet hers, a desperation lurking in his irises for her, something he feels in the very core of his chest, vibrating in the confines of an already broken heart. stepping forward, he stops in front of her, tentative --- not wanting to push her too far. ‘ eff, please. ’ words fall from chapped lips, almost sounding like whine as his voice becomes thick. ‘ i know i don’t deserve a second of your time but please don’t push me away. i need you. ’ he breathes, vulnerability finally showing after so long of pushing it away and being someone else. he tries to speak once more but words fail, emotions winning as tears cloud his vision, and he finds himself overcome and eyes scan to his hands as he battles to keep everything in check.

#* i. she was a chaos he couldn't help but want to keep losing himself in. ( effy stonem. )#doesdrugs #* i. covered in the colours and pulled apart at the seams. ( replies. )#wow fuck me up

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#this is so cook ??#his parents don't give the slightest fuck about him and while he;ll never openly speak about it bc he's used to it #it does hurt him ofc it does #look at the moment on the boat where his dad said what he did #he was heartbroken #* i. i never had the chance to be soft. i was bloody knuckles and glass shards. ( character study. )

doesdrugs·:

COOK , JAMES / wankcr· .

girl lost in the world , lost in the woods . had left her job , left her new home . her friends and the new life she had established . her head wasn’t the same . things were starting to get weird again . jumped from bar to bar , club to club . trying to forget herself . trying to forget her past . the loves she had lost . in plural and all at once . didn’t feel like the quick pain of a bandaid being removed by a mother’s hand, no . it felt like a deep pain , stinging her heart constantly . making her want to die . time did mend the pain and it wasn’t every second of every day anymore , but when she saw him … all the pain came rushing back in all at once . the pain of losing and the pain of loving . feeling like she was about to choke as she tried to move through the crowd . not towards him , no . but away from him . away from her past . away from the pain and the love that still haunted her .

heart runs away with itself , striving on the love he believed had died . he isn’t surprised at the reaction, though it does leave a waves of nausea flurrying through him. it’s put down in his mind to the after effects of drugs, those of which he’d avoided for so long --- becoming someone completely different. couldn’t be cook anymore, didn’t w a n t to be cook anymore, too much had happened. his heart stills it’s hurried beats, and he feels it sink almost to his feet, air catching within the back of his throat. seeing her in front of him, made him see him. freddie. and he had tried so hard to block him out, to block out the overwhelming agony of the grief that weighed so deeply on his shoulders, he wants to get away from it but it always finds him. he had nothing again, no one to love or care for him because he’d lost them, and because he didn’t want to let anyone in. better that way, no one could hurt him then. he rushes after her, dodging through sweaty dancing figures, though he can feel in his gut this may not be the best idea --- he’s acting on the impulse of his heart alone, and maybe part of him feels he owes freddie, to at least check she’s okay. though he knows it’s the feelings he thought he’d long forgotten pushing him. ‘ eff, man. come back ! ’ he calls over the music, though it’s futile. he’s thankful for the air upon his skin as he steps out under the night sky. ‘ come on princess, i know you always liked the chase, but we’re a little old for running. please talk to me. ’

#* i. she was a chaos he couldn't help but want to keep losing himself in. ( effy stonem. )#* i. covered in the colours and pulled apart at the seams. ( replies. )#wow i'm a mess yay #cook is still so in love with her it's crazy

head is swept up within the remnants of the high that was so vital to him right now, that it’s tilted back, soaking up each and every single part of the buzz. body is moving in an erratic and unkempt fashion to the thumping bass that’s shaking the building so violently that he can feel it’s force in the confines of chest. the vibrations are ricocheting off his rib cage, and it’s almost like he can finally lose himself for just a short space of time without worrying. all he’d done since leaving bristol was worry about a list of things that made his head spin. eyes flutter open once more, cerulean hues scanning through the crowd briefly before they fall upon a brunette through the array of people and for a moment his heart stills in his chest. any knowledge of how to breathe completely escapes him and he finds himself struggling to suck air into his lungs in the regular way --- it gets stuck at the back of his throat along with the lump that had formed there. how after all this time had his past finally caught up with him ? his heart stirs within his chest and he can’t help himself as he makes his way toward her, though his mind is telling him to leave immediately --- his curiosity, and the love that still lingered, deep rooted in his bones, wins. ‘ eff ? ’ he feels the word leave his lips, though everything about this seems surreal, the name feels bitter on his tongue --- foreign almost. part of him wonders if this is a sick hallucination from the unknown concoction of drugs he’d taken, but there’s something about the feeling that settles over his heart that tells him, this is real. ‘ eff, is that you ? ’ / @doesdrugs .

#* i. don't get too close it'll be dangerous. ( closed starter. )#* i. she was a chaos he couldn't help but want to keep losing himself in. ( effy stonem. )#//// wow i'm sad i love these two

hidwell·:

wankcr·:

‘ TAKE A LOOK ‘ ROUND you cook , do you think any of these people actually give a shit about us . it’s not love they have for us , but desire to feel better ‘ bout themselves . ’

‘ nah, well maybe not all of them do. ’ he pauses, deep blues scan to meet hers, and he finds himself stuck for a moment on what to possibly say with such a bold statement. ‘ so does this go for our actual mates too ? because if so then i don’t think that shit’s accurate or whatever. ’

#cooks like ... this is getting way too deep for me #i don't get it #i'm confused #he's like SOS someone help #bless his heart my poor darling #* i. she was a chaos he couldn't help but want to keep losing himself in. ( effy stonem. )#* i. covered in the colours and pulled apart at the seams. ( replies. )

i’m trying to sort tv show au’s that i wanna write cook in, i need suggestions someone help ! so far i’ve got shameless, teen wolf and the 100 .

#someone can come write these au's i have with m #me i mean omg #* i. i bought a fucking gateau. ( out of character. )

okay who wants to give me some au’s ? i am a slut for au’s and i wanna throw cook at everyone.

#* i. i bought a fucking gateau. ( out of character. )

oscar-piastri

Lydia in Restraint

#* i. finally found someone that i can do more than just look at. ( eye candy. )#cook ??? is kinda heart eyes #ok

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@tristfuel. @lovebled. @packgenius.

#* i. she was a chaos he couldn't help but want to keep losing himself in. ( effy stonem. )

‘ al --- fuckin’ --- righty then ! ’ hands rub together in an over exaggerated fashion, cerulean hues shining with amusement as mischief parades upon the males features in the form of an overly confident grin. ‘ it’s got too pissin’ boring around here. how’s about we spice things up a little bit. fancy a little bet then, freds ? ’ / @mclair .

#hi have my mischevious boi #i'm thinking pre series OR series three #* i. don't get too close it'll be dangerous. ( closed starter. )#hope it's ok bb !!!