#JIGSCW

[desafia]

jigscw​: billy russo

           ❝ well then fuck art, ❞  he drawls, not missing a beat after her comment about vulnerability. he’d rather get a bullet to the head or take a vacation in some black site with an interrogation specialist than succumb to vulnerability. as mags signs, billy leans back and watches her with an unreadable expression. some might accuse him of feigning boredom. the truth is, he doesn’t give a shit about van gogh. truth is, he doesn’t know whether or not he gives a shit about van gogh. magnolia is the type of girl who laces in hidden meaning to her monologues, at least he thinks she is. or maybe he’s just the type to question every word that comes out of someone’s mouth. but if he did think deeper into her words, he might remark on the fact that the closest thing he ever had to a nephew is lying in a coffin beneath a piece of stone. and he can’t quite recall any positive life experiences that would cause a guy like him to want to paint fucking almond blossoms. what they do — what he does — is violence. he’s never been good at anything else.  ❝ keep talking all romantic about me mags and i’m gonna get all tingly. might get the wrong idea. ❞  

              yet again,  she is hardly surprised by his response.  not a one of them is good at vulnerability—except maybe curtis.  but he isn’t quite one of them,  is he?  not in the sense of the violence which itches beneath their skin,   the lack of anything to lose.  magnolia thinks her art is an easy way out.  she doesn’t have to use words.  she can be as abstract as she wants.  she doesn’t have to let anyone see it or understand it.  she dodges transparency in her own way.  she scoffs at his deflection.  ❛  yeah right.  ❜  she rolls her eyes as she signs the sarcastic words.  ❛  keep your tingles to yourself.  ❜  she wrinkles her nose at the very thought.  they are more likely to claw each other’s eyes out than that.  maybe that’s why he jokes in such a way.  it’s a good method of getting her to quit talking about vulnerability and art.  she will let him have the change in topic.  magnolia turns back around to glance at the kettle once more,  willing it to whistle sooner.  she taps her nail against the countertop.  after a moment,  she turns back around towards billy,  eyeing him carefully.  ❛  have you ever tried?  not painting i mean just...finding something that helps?  other than you know—  ❜  she makes a stabbing motion.  

[heroeslogic-moved]

❝ i never asked you to stop ❞ — rowan, raffaella

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[heirceleste]

fingers crossed for a perfect trifecta tbh @seesgood @ofthclight @jigscw

[ofbloodandbullets]

STARTERS. -- feel free to lmk if i've missed any.

dark!andy

jigscw

maidencfdeath

intcthatgoodnight - tony

intcthatgoodnight - will

aworldofyou - wan

aworldofyou - dolores

sxbaist

galacticshame - tbd

deficd - arthur morgan

blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn

moonknighttm

grcccvy

Draconisa

psych patient andyy

justicescreaming - kendra

smokedanced - hannibal

historic / etc org. penpal

masterwcrk

pryceism

adopted! kiddo

intcthatgoodnight - tbd

coinquinatvs - paul

reincarnated human lover

intcthatgoodnigh

coinquinatvs

lost item

sxbaise

faithsreward - phel

blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn

dominion

sxbaist

faithsreward - phel's return

blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn

trapped / starvation plot

thebrazenandbold - zoe

blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn - dex

old days / god king

justicescreaming - sam first meeting

faithsreward - first meeting

wanderingguest - anna and/ or eternals

[boundedbygrief]

continued from here  /  @jigscw​.

his words cause dinah to inhale through her nose, attempting to calm the rage that burned within her. just looking at him reminded her how she allowed him to slip underneath her nose without any idea of who he truly was. jaw tightens, cold glare finally landing on him again. ❝ you have no idea what you’re talking about. ❞

[sevenbulletsavior]

@jigscw  /  continued from HERE. 

When Karen first met Billy Russo, he had been charming: that almost too-white smile, the crinkle around his eyes, the way he so easily bandied conversation with her in such a short walk. In any other life, Karen would have found Billy attractive, would have potentially pursued something with the man but, as the cliché went, the planets did not quite align for that to be a path she pursued (and thankfully). They’d went through this waltz before, though...and still they ended up right back here, staring one another down and defying whatever odds were not in their favor with every passing minute. When he finally walked away from her (why was his cologne so fucking pungent?), Karen let out an exhale, eyes shifting up to the ceiling. “Talk? We aren’t on a date, William.” That was when her blue gaze cut back to him. “I don’t want to get to know you and knowing you, you know enough about me already.”

[iamdarcylewis]

@jigscw said: “Where are you going?”

Darcy looked around to see who was talking to her, she thought the place was pretty empty but apparently, it wasn't.

"Oh.. Hi." Then she looked around again, making sure he was talking to her. "I'm going to explore the place. Wanna come?"

[huntershowl-moving]

@jigscw​ – cont. x

he exhales through his nose, eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he looks at her.   ❝ well then i guess i’ll just have to get inventive. ❞  

HELLHOUND ALMOST LAUGHS – almost. the only thing that could hurt, truly hurt, vanished from the face of the earth three years ago. tough break. she spits blood at his feet; that iron tang fills her mouth from where her teeth cut her lip in the punch’s impact. ❝ good luck, asshole. dead inside, remember? hey – we’ll exchange. i’ll find new and inventive ways to hurt you, too. how’s a broken knee sound? ❞

[kxllerblond]

cont. @jigscw (x)

The retorts was met with initial silence and perhaps it seems that that was that and the conversation had concluded. Instead, the suited man exhaled and set his shoulders back-—his own face falling into a blank expression of indifference. He’d offered his one, weak attempt at imploring for a less direct approach and that was it and that was all he was going to offer.

❝ Fine. Let’s hope your confidence isn’t misplaced enough to fuck us both over. ❞ mutual destruction wasn’t exactly a theme Clark was very fond of after all.

[eiiidetica]

for @jigscw​ !

frank castle is still alive! the punisher, back to torment new york like never before! those were the last words that she had seen on her tv screen before a group of anvil men knocked on her front door and had forced her to get into a van, driving her to some mansion outside of the city. she had been put in one of the rooms, some of the clothing that had already been put on hangers being obnoxiously recognizable. she had been put in billy’s room. at least, it was that or some storage room for his suits that he didnt keep at his apartment. 

emily wasnt quite understanding what the hell was going on. after she had been dropped off, there had been some whispers outside of the room. something about how she’d be kept inside the room for as long as they could keep her, waiting for mr russo to give them the go ahead to do anything else. maybe that was when her photographic memory could come into place, right? remembering exactly what his men were saying when he wasn’t around. it wasn’t until the door opened that her thoughts were interrupted. the very familiar smell of a musky men’s cologne filled up the rest of the room, so emily didn’t need to roll over to check who it was. ‘just tell me one thing,” her eyes were focused on the window outside, watching the trees flow in preparation for an apparent storm. “is jack alive too?” talking about her brother made her nervous, body shifting against the comforter below her.

[eydetik]

for @jigscw​ ! 

it was a classic tale of going through a break up, getting a little too drunk and calling up the one guy who was so obnoxiously hot that you knew he could make it feel better. now that it was the next morning and billy russo was laying in her bed next to her, all emily could do was curse herself for actually calling him. not that it wasn’t good to see him, but seeing him was probably a bad thing. it always made things complicated and complicated wasn’t in emily’s vocabulary. “don’t look at me like that,” she gave him a huff before turning her head to look at the other side of her bedroom. newly dyed red hair laid behind her, waves nestled against pillowcases that no longer matched. 

[heirceleste-a]

@jigscw another thread that will result in smut probably

lokelani was shocked when billy had agreed to come to the club with her. but then again she was pretty sure it wasn’t even a question once he’d seen her. four inch heels that matched the dress she wore. a hemline that just covered her ass in a beautiful shimmering gray color. no bra on, and a neckline that was more modest than usual. not to mention the addition of white and gray to her braids. kel looked stunning and she knew it. but now, on the dance floor she couldn’t help but pout at feeling the hands of one of her friends on her hips. as the song ended she moved away and made her way to the bar.

it was a club that one of his guys dealt out of, and typically kel drank for free. but she also typically had someone dancing with her. “dance with me,” she demanded, quickly downing a shot from the bar as she stood in front of him. “i look hot and everyone is staring at me and they should be staring at us. it i wanted to come out and be bored…well i just wouldn’t have come out.”

[heroeslogic-moved]

What if I’d been the same age as you Would I have felt like I had something to prove You grabbed my hips like I was something to fix

!!!

Kissing in the back of a cab on 5th Ave Told me you’re the guy that the girls want real bad Showered me in all the compliments that made me feel sad Till all you left was a shell to echo back Rowan I never said what I thought And Rowan I think it’s time now to tall

!!!

I never told my sisters ‘bout you But you’re starting to feel like an infected tattoo

[heirceleste]

@jigscw

lokelani is shaking. not much, just an ever so slight tremor, but one that extends to her entire body. there’s a scrap on her cheeks and she’s sure that the rest of her has bruises as well. you’d think with super heroes crawling all over the city, it would be safer. but kel swears ever since everything happened with castle and madani, there’s been a string of bad luck. which is why it hasn’t even been the surprising when she got jumped today on her way into work. needless to say she turned around and went home.

laying on the couch, she dozes on and off in one of billy’s hoodies. it’s only at the light touch of a hand on her face that she jolts awake, trying to remain calm as she realizes it’s billy. licking her lips, she takes a deep breath and moves to make room for him on the couch. “what time is it?” she asks softly.

[shesdaylight-arch]

she hates how he changes like the flip of a switch.   she hates it more than being kept like a prize,  hates the thought of using his charm or acting like he cares as a weapon.   as a way to break her.   she won’t let it work.   she can’t let it work,  no matter how much it infuriates her.    she grimaces as he touches her hair,  eyes glaring at him as he tucks her golden locks behind her ear.   “the world is good.   not even you can change my mind on that.”   // @jigscw​ from here.

[thesweetabelli]

❝   word   on   the   street   is   you're   a   yankees   fan,   too.   ❞   elena   says,   pink   shirt   clinging   to   the   curves   of   her   body.   this   shirt   had   gotten   her   into   trouble   before,   but   she   didn't   care   so   much.   she   was   unapologetically   a   yankees   fan.   screw   the   sox. // @jigscw​