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❝ THERE MUST BE some kinda way outta here. ❞ / @rcsetinted ♡ ( all along the watchtower, jamie n commons ).
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@rcsetinted welcome to hell!
“There you are!” He’s been searching for an employee of this gosh-darn shop for he doesn’t even know how long.
“Say, do you sell cummerbunds?”
LIMPLY does a wrist lay within the soft grip of his groupie, while stroke after careful stroke, varnish ( blood red ; a hue not unacquainted with the doctor’s hands ) is skillfully applied to now manicured fingernails. a crude eye inspects, unmoving & redundant, the younger’s every move : tensing each time a heavy drip of polish becomes dangerously close to spilling on the luxe duvet upon which the doctor currently reclines. he expects perfection –– an esteemed being such as the prince should have nothing less. richly, but maintaining conversation level, he speaks, vague & neurotic : ❛ –– not a drop on the sheets, columbia. ❜ // * @rcsetinted ( starter call ) .
“Do you even understand what you’re doing?”
Relationship problems oh no | ACCEPTING
❛ It wasn’t a big deal ! ❜ He insists for what seems like the hundredth time . It’s beginning to feel like he’s a scolded child as he’s left sitting lazily on his bed while she stands, pacing. ❛ Frank’s an adult, alright ? He can take a couple digs - least I was all insult and no injury. Come ON , babe ! What’s he gonna do - mount my head over the fireplace ?? ❜
‘ so , this place isn’t really that much fun i’ve deduced . ’
@rcsetinted // starter call .
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MOODBOARD: COLUMBIA. ( for @rcsetinted )
❛ stay sane inside insanity ! ❜
❛ –––– even smiling makes my face ache. ❜ // * @rcsetinted ( call ) .
“i hope you don’t regret me.”
· * . ° MISADVENTURES SENTENCE STARTERS ┊ ACCEPTING .
fingertips dance deftly along the ridges of a shoulder blade, a quiet sincerity in the pads brushing ever - so softly over her flesh : caresses void of ardor. it’s a study of the few sun spots & marks decorating columbia’s skin, of the way her spine curved outwards slightly –– to fit the crease of his palm had he pressed it to her back. perhaps he’s weary after slaking his lust, & that is the reasoning behind these fleeting touches, these heartfelt, unfeigned musings. but even the willfully ignorant doctor will come to realize that exhaustion is not the case.
he’s comfortable. comfortable in the silence, as he watches the soft rise & fall of columbia’s chest, capering digits pulling away if she stirs, briefly afraid of waking her. comfortable sharing his bed, bodies pressed to each other : molded, like two shards of broken glass melting into one another.
it’s a rare moment of reflection, & its facets of unspoken emotion drive him to a peculiar state of restlessness. his fingers are snaking from the peaks of shoulders to wrap ‘round the front of the smaller’s waist, light grip used to bring himself only that much closer to columbia ( a silent, chaste peck is placed to the nape of her neck –– a wordless gesture that will go unnoticed ). but his movement must have awakened her, & the faint mumble of a sentence that leaves her mouth tenses the muscles in his back. he does not respond until he’s positive she’s fallen back into the clutches of sleep, & when he does, it’s barely above a murmur –– for his ears, & his alone. ❛ –– i don’t. ❜
