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A STUDY IN JACKSON DAVIES – FT. ( SOME OF ) HIS TATTOOS / 1 / ?

#i forgot about this so heres a reminder for everyone else #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ THESE POOR HANDS STAINED RED. * / study.

limelited.

she can’t keep the smile off of her lips - BUT WHAT ELSE IS NEW? he makes her happy. she’s leaning against him, the heat in her cheeks painting her face RED, but she can’t even spare the mind to feel ashamed. ❝ and you’re the sweetest damn thing around. ❞ she returns, each kiss beginning a new series of giggles. her hands go to the front of his chest, thumbs tracing over his sternum. ❝ and the biggest damn flirt around. you could knock ANY girl off her feet. ❞

THERE’S NOTHING HE LOVES more than seeing that pretty smile on her face. he moves just enough to get a better look at her, hands resting easily upon her waist. it’s almost routine, something they’ve done a million times before. it’s comfortable, it feels right. his half-grin matches her smile, a hand moving to rest against her lower back -- just so he can urge her a tad bit closer. ❝ oh yeah ? well, shit, baby girl -- what’s that matter if it’s not the girl i want ? there’s not a girl on this PLANET that could ever compete with you. hell, i wouldn’t even encourage ‘em to try. ❞

#limelited #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ THIS BROKEN CITY SKY LIKE BUTANE ON MY SKIN. * / 001.

OH , HOW OFTEN HE catches himself staring at the man before him. caught in his trap, blinded by the light behind his eyes, the happiness in his smile. jack has never been anything less than mesmerized by his lover; if you asked jack, he’d tell you damian put the stars in the sky. never bother to argue the truth, for he’d dare not listen. nothing but love and adoration radiates from jack when he’s in the same room as the other.

HE CROSSES THE ROOM to rest tattooed hands upon damian’s waist, his face buried into the crook of his neck. he breathes deep, drinking the man in. hands hold on as if, at any moment, damian may disappear. lips press feather-light kisses upon the man’s skin, trailing up to his jaw, until they’re pressed against his cheek. jack grins, pulling damian until there’s absolutely no space between the two. ❝ missed you, ❞ the simplest of words spoke barely above a whisper, but they hold more meaning than jack could ever explain.

@deathbetweenmyteeth.

#deathbetweenmyteeth #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ THIS BROKEN CITY SKY LIKE BUTANE ON MY SKIN. * / 001.

❝ ‘EY PRETTY LADY , HAVE YA HEARD THE NEWS ? ❞ jack’s arm wraps tight around heather’s waist, pulling her to his side. lips press a quick kiss to her cheek before he’s resting his chin atop her head. ❝ yer the prettiest damn thing on the block. nah, nah -- the prettiest damn thing IN THIS TOWN. ❞ there’s that trademark smirk, face buried in her hair for a moment before he bombards her with yet more kisses. ❝ maybe even the prettiest damn thing in this COUNTRY. ❞

@limelited.

#LOVE U #limelited #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ THIS BROKEN CITY SKY LIKE BUTANE ON MY SKIN. * / 001.

it’s been twelve years since i’ve logged onto this blog, but i guess it’s time for a STARTER / PLOTTING CALL ANYWAY.

#mmmm boy i missed my idiot son #indie rp #indie horror rp #lost boys rp #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ YOU’LL INVEST YOURSELF IN ME. * / call.

hi my name is bucky and boy do i miss jack.

STARTER / PLOTTING CALL , i’ll probably hop into your im’s for plotting or somethin’.

#≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ YOU’LL INVEST YOURSELF IN ME. * / call.#indie rp #indie horror rp #lost boys rp #indie crime rp #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ 90 PERCENT ENERGY DRINKS. * / ooc.

deathbetweenmyteeth.

Damian feels multiple waves of different feelings wash over him, unsure which one to focus on first. Laughter comes unbidden, driven from him by sheer relief. “Oh my god,” he sighs. “I thought you’d accidentally burned something or… were going to jail or some dark shit!” No. no it was none of those things.

Jack was proposing.

“Yes,” Damian grinned, not a doubt in his mind for a single goddamn second. “Absolutely. I love you, you fucking asshole.” And with that, he pulled the man he loved–his fiance–into a kiss, as deep and as full as he could.

JACK FELT POSITIVE THIS was going to blow up in his face. and, for a split second, when damian begins to laugh, he thinks it does. but he smiles, relief washing over him as shoulders relax. ❝ baby, if i was goin’ to jail, i’d be there already. ❞ his arms wrap tight around the other’s waist, pressing their foreheads together for a moment. ❝ i love ya too, sweet thing. more than anythin’. ❞ he returns the kiss, practically melting into it, as arms squeeze damian’s waist just a little bit tighter.

#BYE I LOVE THEM #deathbetweenmyteeth #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ THIS BROKEN CITY SKY LIKE BUTANE ON MY SKIN. * / 001.

deathbetweenmyteeth.

“Yeah,” Damian echos, feeling a speck of suspicion in him start growing. “It’s been amazing.” He wasn’t sure where this was going. Jack usually only got like this when something huge was coming. Damian just prayed it wasn’t something awful that Jack was being forced to reveal now.

“I love you, Jack,” he said, raising his eyebrows and nodding slightly, making sure the other man was fucking listening to him. “That’s not gonna change.” Whatever was coming had Jack’s tongue completely stolen.

HE FIGURES THAT IT’S now or never. if he doesn’t do this now, there’s a chance he’ll talk himself out of it for the rest of eternity. but for a moment, he can’t look at damian -- he stares at the wall behind him, biting the inside of his cheek and building up as much courage he can. ❝ ya just, uh.. ya mean the world to me, baby. ya do. and if it wasn’t for you, ‘m not sure i’d still be here right now. ❞ finally, jack’s eyes meet the other’s once more, both hands cupping his face so carefully. ❝ ‘m not some traditional kinda guy, we both know that. i don’t do shit the right way, ‘n i didn’t really plan this. felt like if i planned it, it’d just scare me even more. ‘n now i’m fuckin’ ramblin’ on ‘bout shit that doesn’t matter. ❞ jack takes a step back, damian’s hands in his own. ❝ well, shit, baby.. will you marry me ? ❞

#deathbetweenmyteeth #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ THIS BROKEN CITY SKY LIKE BUTANE ON MY SKIN. * / 001.

deathbetweenmyteeth.

The phone in Damian’s hand is immediately pocketed, his interest immediately grabbed by Jack’s less than subtle distress. The elder vampire is quickly worried, unsure of what’s going on. It doesn’t take an expert to see how fake that smile is.

“Course,” he said, lacing his fingers with the other man’s. He kept a close watch on Jack’s face, red eyes “Not busy. What’s going on…? You okay?”

THERE’S A PART OF him that wants to back out before it’s truly begun. instead, he squeezes the other’s hand, the opposite moving to cup his cheek carefully. thumb brushes across porcelain skin as he almost studies damian, lower lip between teeth. ❝ we’ve been together a while, yeah ? feels like forever, but uh, we’ve kinda got forever, don’t we ? ❞ cue that nervous laugh before jack clears his throat. ❝ which is nice, it’s -- it’s great. ❞

#deathbetweenmyteeth #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ THIS BROKEN CITY SKY LIKE BUTANE ON MY SKIN. * / 001.

FINGERS WRAP CAREFULLY AROUND the other’s wrist as jack turns him around. there’s something up, clear in the way he looks at damian. like he’s nervous, almost terrified to even speak. yet, he plasters on a fake smile to hide all of that, praying to god himself that his own boyfriend won’t pick up on it. ❝ hey, baby. can i, uh, talk to ya for a minute ? if you’re busy, it’s cool. it can wait. ❞

@deathbetweenmyteeth.

#deathbetweenmyteeth #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ THIS BROKEN CITY SKY LIKE BUTANE ON MY SKIN. * / 001.

amidalc

SOCIAL MEDIA EDITS » JACK && PADMÉ ♥

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amidalc

@whiskeydriven

#STILL MY FAVE #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ YOUR VOICE IS CALLING MY NAME AGAIN AND AGAIN. * / jack & padmé.

LYRIC STARTER CALL , since i’m awake more than a half hour before i’ve gotta work.

#≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ YOU’LL INVEST YOURSELF IN ME. * / call.#indie rp #indie horror rp #lost boys rp #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ 90 PERCENT ENERGY DRINKS. * / ooc.

carmelasoprano

#≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ YOU’RE LOOKING DOWN AT ME & I KNOW YOU’RE NOT PROUD. * / diane davies.

IT’S ALL JUST A PART OF THE RIDE. ( credit. | credit. )

#≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ I NEED TO COOL IT. * / self promo.#indie rp #indie horror rp #lost boys rp #≺ ⁰⁰¹⋅ ≻ 90 PERCENT ENERGY DRINKS. * / ooc.

amidalc.

@whiskeydriven ♥’d for single mama padmé » still accepting

“ SO JACK, I GOT ‘SUMMIT TO TELL ‘YA. “ she bites lower lips, nerves bubbling in the pit of her belly && tries to keep herself calm. “ i haven’t told ‘ya everythin’ about me… there’s someone else —— it’s not what y’think, there’s not another PARTNER per sey but someone important —— I HAVE A CHILD. “

❝ WHAT’S THE NEWS , BABYDOLL ? ❞ jack turns, leaning back against the counter behind him. with his arms behind his chest, he listens carefully. he wasn’t expecting such news -- hell, the thought hadn’t even crossed his mind. ❝ a kid, huh ? well, it ain’t like that’s some deal breaker, baby. i got one, too. be pretty hypocritical of me to flip out, eh ? ❞ jack smiles, crossing the room to cup her face in his hands. ❝ what’s their name ? ❞

#amidalc #modern verse.

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