EMILY BROWNING As LUCY In Sleeping Beauty (2011).

୨୧╼ starter call. who wants a starter when i get back. may message to plot something out since it will most likely be an au. <3

୨୧╼ meme call. who wants me to go through their meme tag and send them thingies?

୨୧╼ plotting call. who wants to chit chat? kiss kiss.

different ways to kiss. accepting. ୨୧ accepting

[ teasing ] a light brushing of lips against a partner's skin without fully kissing. ( @contritioned )

୨୧╼ Violet’s breath hitched as she sensed Frank’s lips sweep across her flesh. Though physical contact had yet to occur, she felt as if she was an atom in a particle accelerator. That her brain was going at the speed of light, headed towards a collision. “Frank…” Words spoke barely above a murmur. Eye lids fluttered close – as her fingers entangled in the bed linens. 

          Physical intimacy was not something Violet was accustomed to. For years she told herself that she had no time for such trivial things. Her teens and twenties completely dedicated to raising her siblings and Beatrice. The promise that she made to her parents and Kit was something she took very seriously. Even so deep down she knew those were merely justifications for her fear of closeness. 

         Tragedy seemed to befall those who got too involved with Violet. Which always left her with feelings of loss, guilt, and self-loathing. The trauma did not just plague her – but alienated her. She found it difficult to connect with those who lived a life without suffering. Even with Frank’s roughness, she found solace with him. For he was the first person since Quigley understood what it was like to be trapped in an abyss of sorrow.  The need to sacrifice yourself to rid the world of monsters.

        As Violet became more accustomed to Frank’s proximity, her body relaxed. In every way his body dwarfed her own – threatening to swallow her up. She bit her bottom lip as she felt a mix of nervousness and excitement well in her stomach. “Please, I cannot take it anymore.” The way in which he toyed with her was driving her to the brink. “Touch me. Or I swear I shall go as mad as Victor Frankenstein himself.” Was it so wrong to lose oneself in a moment of desire?  In a world so frightening and cruel, brief moments of reprieve were all that could be hoped for.

୨୧╼ shipping call. cause i'm trash. violet's pan, no preference- let's get wild.

Doctor Who Mummy on the Orient Express | 8.08

good afternoon lovelies! despite living in the hell hole that is the jersey shore - i am having a good morning! i was able to keep down my breakfast and all my medications. probably tmi - but ur girl is excited about it. and determined not to allow the bad vibes last night ruin my day.

i hope you are doing absolutely amazing. i'll be around till dinner! hmu!

୨୧╼ plotting call. who wants to chit chat? kiss kiss.

violet totally has this shirt.