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( ✉ → sms ) i borrowed your weed. hope you don’t mind.

( ✉ ← sms ) there’s more where that came from. enjoy, princess. 

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victoriachcsc:

in situations like these, victoria really realized just how small she was in comparison to nathan. it was moments like these when she realized just how much she ADORED him with his hand around her neck. she felt so POWERLESS pinned like this and there wasn’t a nerve in her body that didn’t enjoy it.

she snarled at him, eyes baring back at him with rage like FIRE. she wanted to fire back at him, but she didn’t know what to say. she wanted so very badly to scream and yell at him. she wanted to tell him that she HATED him. she wanted to tell him just how big of a piece of shit he was. but those words couldn’t form in her throat. so she just stayed pinned to the wall, her eyes filled with rage and lust and her teeth tugging at her bottom lip.

Nathan’s grip tightened momentarily as he stared into her eyes. He wanted to watch her reaction-- capture that physical pain with his mind, rather than a camera. He had many times before, but he always wanted more to add to his collection of mental images. Victoria happened to be a focal point of them-- specifically in situations such as this. Nathan’s hand loosened as he shifted closer to Victoria, dipping his head once again to catch her lips with his, both hands now wandering her body-- one hand even making its way up her skirt. However, the power trip wasn’t over, yet. “Get on the bed.” He murmured against her lips. His voice was coarse, and low-- quiet. Though it still held anger. “Now.” He urged, shoving her fragile frame onto the hardwood floor without a second thought. “Crawl to it like the little slut you are.” 

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guncomfort:

“Woah, hey, you didn’t even give me a chance! Besides, you didn’t let me ask. Do you know who I am? And don’t be a little bitch and say ‘too bad I don’t care,’ ‘cause I already know you don’t. I’ve been around kids like you, believe me; I’m fuckin’ over it.”

“Exactly. I don’t care. Why are you still talking to me, again?”

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guncomfort:

“Okay, first off, you’re gonna run out of those cute lil’ names at some point, I hope you know that. –– I LOVE these kinds of games, do I get to guess now or do you have something else to say to me?”

“Nathan Prescott--” He interjected. “Now kindly fuck off.”

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guncomfort:

“Alright, bud, why don’t you chill out a little and stop thinking everyone wants to look at you. You’re not that pretty, bucko.”

“Newsflash, cunt... everyone wants to look at me. Everyone wants to be me. Do you know who the fuck you’re talking to?”

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“Fuck are you lookin’ at, bitch?”

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@victoriachcsc | continued from here

Nathan hesitantly pulled back-- though he refused to keep his hands to himself. “Fuck you, Victoria...” In all honesty, he himself couldn’t remember what had caused their heated debate, either. All he knew was that she’d shut the hell up if their lips met. That’d always been a means of shutting her up when he wanted. Nathan gazed down at her, a hand making its way to her neck-- he was gentle. Almost dotting, despite the volatile words that had just come from his lips. However, there was a catch to them-- an innuendo of sorts. He was sure that she’d caught onto that. Now he was gripping her neck, his expression blank-- glaring down at the smaller blonde. It felt like winning to dominate her. It felt like winning just to be in her mere presence. 

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ANTIDOTE 

            ☆ fanmix for victoria chase and nathan prescott ☆

TRACKLIST ::

go fuck yourself                                                    TWO FEET nothings going to hurt you baby                          CIGARETTES AFTER SEX perfect                                                                   TYLER THE CREATOR i was all over her                                                   SALVIA PALTH just how i love you                                                TYLER BURKHART feels like we only go backwards                          TAME IMPALA robbers                                                                  THE 1975S ifhy                                                                         TYLER THE CREATOR roslyn                                                                     BON IVER & ST. VINCENT dirty mind                                                              BOY EPIC 

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“No, thanks… That’s what my fucking hood is for.” Nathan grumbled. A humble gesture, yes– but Nathan Prescott very seldom took kindly to humble gestures– especially from strangers. 

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

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alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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“Rachel--?” As if Nathan wasn’t already being haunted by his past, this sighting was by far the worst. Shit, you’re okay, man... you’re just tripping out-- it’s not real. She’s not there. He thought to himself, swallowing hard. 

        SHE’S A REAL TRAGEDY. murdered and forgotten, stuffed into a body bag and laid to rest in a shallow grave. not everyone could be saved and that’s how her story ended. was this her epilogue? rising from the grave, decaying flesh returning to its former glory and warmth spreading through her hollow form. for how blessed she should feel, all she could encompass was the opposite of gratitude.

        “ i feel like death. do you think if i look pretty they’ll give me some morphine at the hospital? ”

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victoriachcsc:

“ does she ? ” she said as she watched him lie at her side.  she let a sad smile shape her lips as she looked over his features. “ do you really think that ? ” she asked, letting her hand trace over his jaw. he was so bad for her. he was toxic in every aspect, but he was also the only thing RIGHT in victoria’s life. she couldn’t see a life without him being a variable in it.

“She does. A lot.” He answered quietly. “I don’t think that. I know it.” 

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victoriachcsc:

victoria looked up as he spoke, her eyes were BLOOD-SHOT, both from the weed and her tears. she scoffed, her sore throat making her voice crack. “ nathan– don’t you get it. VICTORIA CHASE doesn’t mean shit here. she’s got no power here. she doesn’t have the looks here. she doesn’t have the BACKBONE here. she’s useless here. ”

“Well, she means shit to me.” A pause. “I think you’re just high--” He began. “quit overthinking. Quit calling yourself things that you’re fucking not.” Nathan gazed down at her, his tone serious. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re the baddest bitch in this fucked up city.” He murmured, shifting slightly to lay at her side, facing her. 

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yanderechcn:

Ayano whined, shrugging softly in his arms.. She really wasn’t good at expressing her emotions.. She barely had any to begin with.. but she’d opened up much more since arriving here. “Just.. Hold me?” She whimpers. She’d craved physical affection most of her life.. but never really came to terms with it.. until now.

Nathan gazed at the petite, raven-haired girl before embracing her with more sincerity. Loneliness-- he could see it in her eyes-- feel it vibrating off of her. He was sure that she could feel the same from him.  “Okay...”