widaiow

[widaiow]

//: Sorry for the silence, guys. Some shit going on. Will be back soon. Miss you! (: Also, I re-booted one of my old muses if anyone likes AHS: Asylum.

If anyone wants to connect on Discord until I’m a bit more with it: Killer Queen#0524

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@mvrksman​

“Enjoying the view?” I asked, a small smile greeting him in the mirror’s reflection before it disappeared… flushed with shame when I realized the shoulder [of my robe] had dipped low enough for the boy to see the scars that lay beneath. Pulling the sleeve up quickly to cover the old wounds, I did not speak for several minutes.

“... My husband did not gi-ve them to me. He hasn’t even seen them in the light,” I said, finally, as the teeth of the comb swept through my hair. “It feels like they hold secrets.” My head bowed slightly. “Secrets I’m not willing to share. With him.” My gaze rose once more to meet River’s in the pane of glass, “With anyone.” I shrugged, turning my head, chin-to-shoulder: too many dark spirits there…

“Can I trust you to keep them, River...?” I shifted on the small seat to face my new bodyguard, smiling again. “Or will you go around telling everyone—- how hideous I am.” I grinned, unable to keep the expression still for much longer. “I do not think you would…”

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RULES: share five songs / pieces of music that represent your muse! repost, don’t reblog!

‘ No Time To Die ’ - Billie Eilish     [ X ]

That I'd fallen for a lie? You were never on my side, Fool me once, fool me twice, Are you death or paradise? Now you'll never see me cry, There's just no time to die!

‘ A Girl Like You ’ - Edwyn Collins   [ X ]

You give me just a taste so I want more, Now my hands are bleeding and my knees are raw, 'Cause now you got me crawling, crawling, on the floor. And I've never known a girl like you before.

‘ Ghost ’ - Depeche Mode     [ X ]

I'm the ghost in your house, Calling your name. My memory lingers, You'll never be the same. I'm the hole in your heart, I'm the stain in your bed, The phantom in your fingers, The voices in your head.

‘ Time Is Running Out ’ - Muse     [ X ]

You're something beautiful, A contradiction. I wanna play the game, I want the friction. You will be the death of me.

‘ Forced In ’ - Muse     [ X ]

Push me in, Into Greed, Force me in.

TAGGED BY: @mvrksman​

TAGGING: @misslawyer, @historypowered (for Evy), @agentinred, @murdcck, @thebestplayer, @boredanelle, @madeherchoices

[widaiow]

                                                  Fool me once, fool me twice

                                            Are you death or paradise?

ind. sel. original canon international crime boss inspired primarily by the james bond film franchise targeted by QUEEN

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misslawyer​:

      ❛  my job is to put criminals behind bars, no matter the consequences for myself. i’m always treading close to death.  ❜ she responds, an edge to her tone. the thought should terrify her, but it doesn’t. not to say that there isn’t a little bit of her scared, but she knew what she was stepping into when she choose criminal defense as her main source of income.

zoe wasn’t naïve, not in the way some of her male peers thought so. the second she took this case, she – one, knew there was a very good chance that she wouldn’t win it, and two, that the crime boss herself would come after her for taking it on. that was a chance she was willing to take. ❛  you don’t scare me.  ❜ she leans forward as she says it, blue eyes narrowed. she leans back into her seat, taking one last drink. ❛  and that’s going to be a very short list you’ll be conducting.  ❜

she gives her a sidelong glance, her gaze dipping towards the nails tapping methodically on the bar, the glass gently pressing against full lips. it would be easier to apologize, to forget this case all together. zoe wouldn’t have a target on her back for her whole career. … fuck that. ❛  i’ll apologize when you’re behind bars for every crime you’ve committed against an innocent life.  ❜ she slams the cup on the bar, leaning forward with a sneer on her mouth. ❛  kiss my fucking ass.  ❜  

My lips pressed together, as if I had tasted something bitter… but, it wasn’t bitter. It was mocking. “Oh,” I breathed, low and smooth in the space between us, “and how brave you are…” My eyes rolled, but still, they came back to her. As much as I did not want to admit it, there was a part of me that enjoyed it—- this game we played. “But I can promise you,” any trace of the playfulness had gone. “... this is not the same.”

I am not the same.

You don’t scare me. My head tilted slightly, but the eye-line never left hers. “No, I do not think I do.” Again, my tongue caught against the roof of my mouth. “Not yet.” And then the lopsided smile was back, “A short list, maybe, but… not empty, hm? You should know, the more challenge you give, the more I want to take,” I said, unaffected by the snap of her words, like the bite of a serpent who feels it is in danger of being stepped on.

“Someone is feeling brave again,” I answered, unflinching when the glass collided with the wood of the bar. Or when her words spat in my face. “Have it your way, then.” Pocketing the small fortune that Miss Bradley had left behind, much to the bartender’s disappointment, I followed her out of the restaurant.

Out onto the street, I had no trouble catching up to her. “You seem to be under the impression that our conversation is finished…” With one arm snaking around her waist, pulling hard and sharp to crush her against me. “I do not remember telling you that it was…” There was an audible click… the point of a blade placed squarely where her lung would be from the back. “You scream, you die, it’s very simple.” I grinned as the blade moved closer, as close as it could reach without tearing her clothes... or her flesh. 

“Are you going to behave now?”

[widaiow]

//: I have @misslawyer / @thebestplayer for a reply and @historypowered on my list for a starter after I finish work.

Am I missing anything? Anyone else want a starter? Let me know.

[widaiow]

@misslawyer

Me @ Everyone

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misslawyer​:

     zoe’s tempted to make a face at the other woman’s reply, but then she has to remind herself that she’s a grown woman, so instead – she just frowns into her glass. ❛  of course you do. you can’t have corruption without money involved.  ❜ it disgusted her how many were willing to drop their morals just because they were offered a ludicrous amount of money. ❛  feel free to make fun of my rank. but there will be a day when i’m one of those at the top that you can’t pay off.  ❜

she had a death wish, grabbing the other woman’s wrist like that. it wasn’t a smart decision in hindsight, but she didn’t take lightly to being threatened. there was a small tick in her jaw as her face moved closer, but she didn’t release her grip on her wrist. she wouldn’t be intimated. the words that come from the other woman’s mouth strike a fire in the young attorney, which doesn’t help when she gets a hand wrapped around her jaw and a mouth to her cheek.

❛  don’t tell me it’s ‘ not personal ‘. you’re going after the lawyer who wanted to put you behind bars and who didn’t fall for your little act, and you’re threatening her life. killing a stranger would be less personal.  ❜ she’s quick to move at least another foot away once both their grip’s break and she scowls, taking another gulp of her drink. ❛  take your best shot. i’m never going to stop fighting for the law and for justice, no matter what you do. i’m not going to live in fear just because you want to get rid of me.  ❜

I laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Bold words... for someone treading so close to death.” I would have left it there, if not for her grip at my wrist... or my hunger never to be outdone. 

As far as I was concerned, Zoe Bradley was lucky enough not to be leaving here in a body bag after that little stunt. From this moment on: every breath she took was a gift from me. “That’s what you think, hm? Well, our definitions vary somewhat... Would you like to find out what it’s like...”

Even though there was space between us now, I was sure she could hear me as if the words were still pressed to her cheek, “... when I make it personal? You can have your own file... right next to every last person you’ve ever cared about in this life...” My eyebrows rose, an almost playful expression.

“Or maybe you would you like to apologize instead? You’ve had a difficult day... and I’m feeling generous tonight... that generosity, however, won’t last long.” My nails tapped against the bar, the ticks against the wood like the ticking of the clock against her. “When I leave, so does your chance to live a normal life.”

[widaiow]

“ i’ll happily wait, i’m no rush. in fact, i find it quite pleasant sitting here with you. “

I hummed, the sound rippling through the quiet stillness it had disturbed, “You may be the only one who thinks so.” And then a smile. So faint it would have vanished if she blinked.

“I like being here with you, too.”

@agentinred​​

[widaiow]

knives out sentence starters.

“ you’re part of this family. “

“ i’m here at the behest of a client. “

“ are you baiting me, ____? “

“ you tell ____ or i will! “

“ ____, i know it will hurt, but it’s all for the best. “

“ i might be a victim of my own expectations here, but when the great ____ comes knocking at my door, i expect it’s going to be about something, if not extraordinary, then at least interesting. “

“ why do men instinctively pull at loose threads on their parachutes? “

“ i feel like i shouldn’t be here. “

“ it makes no damn sense. compels me, though. “

“ physical evidence can tell a story with a forked tongue. “

“ you really love drama, huh? “

“ there’s so much of me in that kid. confident, stupid. playing life like a game, without consequence. “

“ you can’t tell the difference between a stage-prop and a real knife. “

“ you know, i don’t fear death. “

“ if what you said is true, i’m gone. there’s no saving me. “

“ will you do this, ____? this last thing for me? for your family? “

“ i keep waiting for the big reveal. where it’ll make sense. “

“ i stayed hoping to speak to you a little more. “

“ something is afoot with this whole affair. “

“ i trust your kind heart. “

“ you do as i say and everything will be just fine. “

“ best judge of character is a dog. “

“ you gonna run me in? i don’t feel like talking. i’m distraught. “

“ nothing good is ever easy. “

“ the game is afoot, eh, ____? “

“ we need to fight this thing. we’re not going anywhere. “

“ okay, seriously though, what the hell? “

“ you have to make things right. you know what’s right. “

“ why is grief the providence of youth? i don’t know. but i’d imagine age deeps all feelings. like grief. “

“ one thing i assume of age is weariness. damned if i don’t get more tired every day. “

“ i’ll happily wait, i’m no rush. in fact, i find it quite pleasant sitting here with you. “

“ you regret helping me yet? “

“ you did this. you won’t get away with it. “

“ ____, you’re not much of a detective, are you? “

“ to be fair, you make a pretty lousy murderer. “

“ you have not been good to me. you’ve all treated me like shit. “

“ you’re not getting bailed out. not this time. “

“ we share a love of twisting the knife into one another. “

“ i’m sane for the first time in my life. “

“ come on, ____. this is stupid with two o’s. “

“ oh, i knew it. i knew you were a no-good son of a bitch. “

“ i want you to remember something that’s very important. you won, not by playing the game their way, but yours. “

“ i should help them. right? “

“ i have my own opinion, but i have a feeling you’ll follow your heart. “

[widaiow]

@boredanelle | bury a friend - dai/villanelle

[widaiow]

misslawyer​:​​

      she’s had better days. better cases, ones that half of the people in the courtroom weren’t bought in favor of someone who wanted to escape the law. and she worked damn hard to prove to the jury of the crimes, despite the end verdict. there would always be corruption in the law and she just had to accept it. (  that doesn’t mean she’s ever giving up  ).

fingers grip the glass in her hand tightly at the feeling of hands brushing her shoulder, and zoe stubbornly stares ahead, a muscle in her jaw working. of course she was here. no doubt to rub in her face that she won, even if there was a reason she won. ❛  the next time i go fishing, the entire pond won’t be bought.  ❜ she says coldly, bringing the glass to her lips.

she glances quickly and a stormy look flashes over her features. of course. the woman didn’t just come here to brag about the fact that she won – she came here to put a threat on zoe’s life. her hand shoots out to grab daiyu’s wrist, her grip as tight as it had been on her glass. ❛  from one woman to another, i’d think twice before threatening to kill me.  ❜ her mouth curls upwards for just a moment, before it resets into a frown, leaning closer to the crime boss. ❛  you aren’t the first person to threaten my life, and you won’t be the last. i am not an easy woman to kill … so you better watch your mouth the next time you open it.  ❜

"An interesting theory,” I hummed, red-stained lips twitching in—- amusement. “But, my pockets run deep... deep enough to hook every fish I need.” The smirk turned into a kind of sneer now. “Not you... but: who needs middle-management when you have a list of names starting from the top?...I think you would have to agree, if we were being honest, eh?...”

When the lawyer’s hand clutch my wrist, I admit that I was surprised. Not enough to flinch... but to respect her. A little.

Instead of pulling away from Zoe, or loosing my dog that had no doubt already unsheathed his blade, I leaned in closer to the woman... leaving only enough space between us for my breath to travel through and graze the shell of her ear. It was a pose so intimate, I would not be surprised if someone walking by mistook us for lovers: 

“I have not yet decided if you are very brave or just very stupid, Ms. Bradley... but, either way, let me assure you...” The hand that was not already held by hers reached out to grip the side of her face, holding it tight, “I can make you die a death more slow and painful than anything you have ever dared to imagine...”

“And yessss...” The word came out as the snake that slithers through grass, mouth pressed to her cheek in a mock-kiss, “I’d take great pleasure in doing it myself.” 

“You should take my advice,” I whispered still. “Most people wouldn’t even get that.” Breaking from her grip and letting her go all at once, I smiled sweetly:

“It’s not personal.”

If it was, she would already be dead.

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                                                  Fool me once, fool me twice

                                            Are you death or paradise?

ind. sel. original canon international crime boss inspired primarily by the james bond film franchise targeted by QUEEN

[widaiow]

I love when people are genuinely excited about our plots/ships. I love when I’m not the only one who’s like “!!!” I love it. @ my partners you will literally never annoy me by being overly excited about our ships I love it so much.

[widaiow]

Mary From Beijing (Sylvia Chang, 1992)

[widaiow]

“They told me not to kill him. You told me not to kill him.”

“It was not my idea.”

-

There was visual feedback in the stream, thanks, no doubt, to a shitty hotspot signal. “操。” [Fuck.] My tongue ticked against the roof of my mouth, placing another cigarette between my teeth as my legs draped across the desk in front of the laptop.

I watched the Russian walk away, fingers hesitating just above the keyboard. Lighting the cigarette and taking a long drag, I hit the ‘j’ key.

A cloud of smoke swirled around the screen as I watched the figure of Villanelle move in reverse before pausing on a clear frame of her face. 

“Beautiful,” I said, reaching out to trace the tip of a gilded finger along the screen before pressing the ‘k.’ Playing it again, I was frustrated all over again when the feedback came. At the exact moment Konstantin’s camera was on her face, too.

At the exact moment I was most excited to see... when the puzzle pieces started to fall together across her face.

Those were the parts I liked best. 

And this one was ruined.

I chewed on the tip of my ring for a moment, thinking. Perhaps this was my excuse to finally see it in person. Heels slipping off the desk, I closed my laptop and headed for the door. Within five minutes, I was walking out to the car, only meeting the eye line of the driver long enough to say:

“We will drive around until we find her.” Holding out her picture to him, I shrugged, “She’ll be walking on the street within a few blocks from here.”

I didn’t miss the look that crossed his face. The one that said this would be impossible in a city like this.

“And if you don’t find her within twenty minutes, I’ll slice your eyelids off of your face. Maybe then you’ll learn to be observant, huh.”

Slamming the door closed myself just as my legs had slid inside, I tapped impatiently on the divider. “Let’s go.”

Fifteen minutes later, yes, I was counting, I felt the car start to slow… rolling down the window, I smiled when I saw her.

“Villanelle,” I said, making sure to speak as clearly in English as I could. “I think you would be safer with me than here on the street… With my friends looking for you,” my brows rose slightly the moment our eyes met.

@boredanelle​

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I FOUND THIS IN SOMEONE'S RULES, AND IT'S RELEVANT

I like to know my writing partner. This isn’t always necessary, and if you’re not the sort of person who tries to get chummy with their roleplaying buddies, that’s absolutely fine, but in my experience, the plots and characters that last the longest are the ones with the players that I can message at 3 in the morning with an idea without feeling like I’m bothering them.