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The large sapphire eyes lit up when Kerr walked in with the most gorgeous cake Lulu had ever seen. Hands clasped over her mouth, and a happy tear ran down her face. “It’s so wonderful – your so wonderful.” Kerr considered himself monstrous – and she’d seen him at his worst. But he’d seen her at the very same. There was something uniquely beautiful when two damaged people found solace in one another. “I love you…”
⎯ @inkfng ✖ LULU'S BIRTHDAY STARTER !
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Lucille did not mind the filth of London – the smog. Throughout all her lives – she always felt most at home in the city. Places that are raucous and filled with energy. When things grew too silent – too still, she'd remember; what she could do, what she was. In a city, you could disappear and become a nameless nobody.
Thomas Shelby – the man on everyone's lips, and Lucille Varin the woman who wanted to be forgotten by time. What a funny twosome they were.
“It matters – because it will change how I treat you. You have a hunger in your eyes – almost gluttonous. The kind of hunger that will bend the world to it’s knees to satiate itself. If it’s business well then….I’m not sure if I could keep up. I don’t care much for power….But if it’s pleasure - I do know how to have a good time.” The long curled eyelashes fluttered in his direction coyly.
"Ain't no one called me a lovely young woman since I left the ballet." It wasn't Lucelle's choice, and her life back in NOLA felt like forever ago. The stride in her step slowed and went in reverse as she made her way to his side. "Let's just say most people I meet at that club are more interested in me on my back than on my feet." She let out a soft huff of annoyance. Though a small smile began to form as she looked down at her heels, "A nice drink or two? That I would like that very much…As you can tell, I've had quite the night."
"You look beautiful, by the way – when you fight. Primal but beautiful. There is this glint in your eye, it's indescribable. You can see into the soul of a man at times like that. That's why I accept your offer – not because of your, Thomas Shelby." She has a smile like a star, from a moving picture. Which seemed to be on full display as they continued their walk. Even if it was a lie that he wanted to spend time with her, it was one she appreciated.
It was a Bohemian Bar – filled with the avante garde of London. The type of people who talks in ideals and poetry., “Hey Billy boy!” Lulu cried out at the bartender. “Need one of your rooms in the back. Got a real special bloke who wishes to keep me company tonight.” It seemed as if she was a regular, the way they exchanged pleasentries. “Bottle of that Whiskey I like…Two glasses.” She reached into her coat and procured the required payment and left it on the bar. She didn’t need a man to pay for her; she promised herself she never would.
Once the goods were collected, she made her way to the back towards a private, more quiet room. The excitement of Jazz music thumped against the closed door. With a deep sigh she sat down and poured them both a drink. “There were plenty of other good time girls at that club….Am I right to assume it was not my dance moves that piqued your interest?”
Lucille did not mind the filth of London – the smog. Throughout all her lives – she always felt most at home in the city. Places that are raucous and filled with energy. When things grew too silent – too still, she'd remember; what she could do, what she was. In a city, you could disappear and become a nameless nobody.
Thomas Shelby – the man on everyone's lips, and Lucille Varin the woman who wanted to be forgotten by time. What a funny twosome they were.
“It matters – because it will change how I treat you. You have a hunger in your eyes – almost gluttonous. The kind of hunger that will bend the world to it’s knees to satiate itself. If it’s business well then….I’m not sure if I could keep up. I don’t care much for power….But if it’s pleasure - I do know how to have a good time.” The long curled eyelashes fluttered in his direction coyly.
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#proofwhiskey#⎯ ✖ ♡ 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭 ( interactions. )#⎯ ✖♡ 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 ( 1920s verse. )#tw long post#i cut it bc its long#ldkhkfhjf.
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⎯ @inkfng ✖ ♡
"You aren't the only one with a dark side."
#inkfng#⎯ ✖ ♡ 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭 ( interactions. )#⎯ ✖ ♡ ��𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 ( wednesday verse. )
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@mortuam ♡
"Come on - you can't be all fire and like, brimstone. Play with me!"
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⎯ ✖ ♡ MORBID CURIOSITY ( ACCEPTING )
One of the problems with being a bartender; separating bar fights. Sometimes you ended up in the cross fire. “I’m fine…” Words the witch spoke indigently – as she got up. Though she knew that Dyuuku was only looking out for her best interested. As she got up she felt herself fall again, but she caught herself on the bar stool. Awkwardly she smiled – aware of her own defeat. “Three?” With a sigh she rubbed her head, “Okay – maybe I should go home early. Walk me?”
@dyuuku - "how many fingers am i holding up ?"
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“You dance beautifully."
⎯ @bloodrmbrs ✖ ♡
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“What can I get'cha?"
⎯ @fangmother ✖ ♡
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"Did I have to kill four splicers to clear the bar? Yes. Was this amazing martini I just made worth it? Also - Yes."
⎯ @touchedsky ✖ ♡
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𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐋𝐮𝐥𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐩.The blonde carelessly ran her fingers through his hair as she let out a soft hum. “It isn’t my fault – I’m older than I look.” Well, in a way, she was – and in another, she wasn’t. Perpetually forced into a cycle of rebirth and death. “I think you would have so like, the 1920s. Plus, I think you’d look handsome in a suit.” Playfully she straightened his collar before her arms slid around his neck.
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"Don’t look at me like that.“
‘ hey, you said it . i’m jus’ tryna believe it . ’
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"That's like totally a neat trick!"
⎯ @sickb0ysold1er ✖ ♡
#sickb0ysold1er#⎯ ✖ ♡ 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭 ( interactions. )#⎯ ✖ ♡ 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ( modern verse. )
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"Come on - turn that frown upsidedown! Get ice cream with me!"
⎯ @l1teraes ✖ ♡
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"Pretty Girl - I feel so lazy today. I just want want to lay in bed and eat the hot chips."
⎯ @wiredsmile ✖ ♡
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"Got my bartending certificate and everything. Real fancy like." Eyelashes fluttered in his direction as she began to mix a drink together."Um - what's a youtube?"
“ Are you actually a professional or are you a youtube professional? ”
#cardiomyapathy#⎯ ✖ ♡ 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭 ( interactions. )#⎯ ✖ ♡ 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ( modern verse. )
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⎯ ✖ ♡ free kisses ! ( always accepting )
“Marceline the Vampire Queen….” Lulu sang in a sing song voice as she looked lovingly at her girlfriend. A slender digit curled a lock of Marceline’s raven hair. A beauty that transcended heaven and hell. Who entrapped Lulu in her siren song – and lured her to her shores. It was hard for her to believe at times – such a magnificent woman even bothered to look her way. Whatever it was, she couldn’t deny how happy she was.
Hand gently cupped Marceline’s cheek – and she leaned in for a kiss. Eyes closed as she let out a content hum. Pierced tongue passed through the soft lips, as they began to dance together. After a few moments she pulled away, sapphire eyes hazy. “Fuck going out tonight – Let’s like stay in. I so don’t feel like sharing you.” - @redemptioninterlude (marceline )
#redemptioninterlude#⎯ ✖ ♡ 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭 ( interactions. )#⎯ ✖ ♡ 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ( modern verse. )
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⎯ @wiredsmile ✖ ♡
"Hey pretty. Up for some trouble?"
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⎯ @cardiomyapathy ✖ ♡
"Come on! Let me make you something to drink. I am a professional!"
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