#█ ║► ʜᴇʀ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ﹐ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ [WIDOWMAKER]

[doctorscrders]

❝ Let me see you. ❞

hayley kiyoko.       |          accepting

█ ║►  her breath is shaky as she tries to turn away from the phone receiver  —  she falsely thinks that trying to ignore the woman’s voice would alleviate her anguish, and rid that desolate feeling growing inside her, but it doesn’t. it only worsens now that she can’t hear the woman’s voice in her ear.

she puts the phone aside, not yet hanging up as she runs her hands over her face, exhaling that same shaky breath into her hands as she tries to muffle it this time. angela knows she wants to see her  —  to just be there with her. she wants to resist this emptiness  —  but she knows she can’t. her name leaves angela’s lips, just as shaky as breath she uttered only moments before. grimacing,  the blonde grabs the phone from its resting place on her table, slowly bringing it up against her face once more before she offers shaky words instead of empty breaths.

❝   i know.  and i think i’d like that too  — ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

█ ║►  ❝   Cross my heart, let me be.  ❞

❝    ... tripped in the dark, you found me.  ❞

LYRIC - RUNNER by KEVIN ABSTRACT    |        @unsnipe

[doctorscrders]

❝ You don’t think I’m a burden do you ?? ❞

soft.             |            accepting

█ ║►   ❝  well, how do you feel about that statement? let’s define burden.   ❞

she sits, patting the seat next to her, directing the woman to seat herself and talk earnestly. 

there’s a weak smile on the blonde’s face, as she tries to at least reassuring to listen, to hear someone out rather than the woman stew in her own head about the nature of her relationship with others.

❝  if you mean, difficult — do i think you’re difficult?  ———   sometimes, yes, i do  …  but in my eyes, that’s evidently not your intent;  i mean, it’s not exactly your choice, is it?  it’s not a conscious decision on your part. ❞

❝ if you’re not making the decision, how are you choosing to be difficult? if you’re not difficult, then what kind of burden do you think you are? ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

❝You’re cute, you know that?❞

drinking starters.        |            accepting

█ ║►  She grins and giggles silently, her reaction amplified as she gave way to the effect of alcohol in her system. Her hands brush through her hairs, brushing the strands of hair back as she leans in slightly, looking over at them as her eyes fell on the table.

❝  Of course.  ❞

❝  … though I’m not opposed to being reminded time and time again.   ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

@infrasnipe      |        CONTINUED FROM HERE.

█ ║►  ❝  -- have you forgotten about a certain oath people take in my profession? Or our preference for gravitating towards helping the injured?  ❞

Her calloused hand recoiled as the French woman removed it from her shoulder, gritting her death as she did as if to silence the pained response that she would’ve released.

Some movement was possible, but her evident pain in her shoulder flew in the face of the blonde even beginning to entertain the idea that the woman was at all fine.

Her expression contorted more in pain, her brow furrowed and her jaw clenched as she set her arm down once more to indicate her state.

❝  You are not fine. Do not waste my time in trying to convince me that you are in any way uninjured.    ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

█ ║►  ❝  Do you ever get glimpses of her? The woman you were before.   ❞

❝  Or is she gone -- with nothing left of her?   ❞

STARTER CALL.    |   ��    @vievolee

[doctorscrders-a]

��� they have money, so they feel safe. ”

end of the f**king world prompts.                 |                   accepting

█ ║► ❝   And I suppose it’s your job to take that away from them?   ❞

❝   There’s an irony to it in a sense, people with money feel safe — until someone with more money comes along. It’s an economic ecosystem in a sense.   ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

👄 + crook of her neck

body kiss.              |                accepting

█ ║► A low growl released from her lips as she tilted her head upwards, her hands running through her messy blonde hair as she ran through the motions, trying to give them crook of her neck as much exposure as possible so that the newfound attention could either be elongated or give her a chance to find a new spot.

Eyes shut close as she stood there, stumbling temporarily as her back arched when she found the woman sucking on the spot temporarily, her reaction becoming shorter and high-pitched as she found herself in the predicament.

❝  …  ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

random starters.              |                accepting

█ ║►  ❝  I didn’t think I needed to.  ❞

❝   It’s not like you were ever one to show me such concern before.   ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

i’m killing someone, hold please.

critical role.             |              accepting

█ ║►  Her immediate blasé choice of words, had the blonde with a half a mind to end the call, her fingers already massaging her temples as she tried her best to remain at least some degree of calm.

She’d made the effort to route the call through a TALON number, a tactic that would at least get her in contact with the woman, a move that would undoubtedly remove the option from play if used again.

Risky. Dangerous. 

Such duplicitous tactics were never the medic’s approach or style, but desperation had weaved its way into her mind, and the options she saw for herself for more or less limited to her final choice.

❝  – why would you bother even answering if you’re killing someone –  ❞

❝  – seems like a poor approach.    ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

↻

send a ↻.            |              accepting

█ ║► Finding herself sprawled on the cold leather of the couch, arms and legs outstretched as she lay there – the expert doctor lay, unmoving,  as she stared at the ceiling tediously familiarizing herself with each and every detail before she exhaled loudly.

Frustration seemed to only build as she remained idle, her hands needed something occupying them, instinctively reaching into her bag as to fish out the pack of cigarettes she kept in there, sitting up she pulled the bag into her lap, grabbing the pack out only to find its contents empty.

With a heavy sigh, she threw the pack aside, finding its place on the ground before being met with the bag it had been lying in.

Climbing over the chair, the woman found her way to her feet as she lifelessly found her way into the small kitchenette, quickly grasping a glass for herself and the cheap bottle of wine that remained within the confines of the rickety cupboard.

Glass and bottle in hand, she placed both on the counter, eyes soon finding themselves meeting the Widowmaker’s as she stood upright, having silently followed the blonde into the poorly stocked kitchenette with a very similar intent.

Clearing her throat, she leaned down to grab another glass from the cupboard, soon placing it next to hers.

Idle hands were soon met by the wine bottle as she carefully poured each glass to the brim.

Outstretching, the woman passed a glass to the amber-eyed woman before quickly putting her lips to her own glass.

8.  a drink

[doctorscrders-a]

⊕

send ⊕ for an aesthetic graphic between our muses.

█ ║►                 ❝   THE SPIDER               &&               THE ANGEL.   ❞ 

[doctorscrders-a]

@pointcd      |      CONTINUED FROM HERE.  

█ ║► Any degree of relaxation and calm that the Swiss woman had been holding onto had escaped her the moment she could fear the shivers off ear crawling their way up her spine, accelerated by the assassin’s slow approach and quiet evaluation of her. 

Hands that had previously laid at her side, formed into folded arms as she tried her best to appear unfazed, the internal conflict towards her thoughts on the woman already beginning to switch between fear to pity to hate and back again.

The rapid changes caused this numbness inside her as she held herself back.

❝  Is that a threat or a fact?  ❞

❝  If it’s the former rather than the latter... then that’d be a rather poor choice on your behalf. I’ve never been one to respond so well to threats.  ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

‘ bitch, disgusting. ’

serious business.                   |                        accepting

█ ║► ❝  Excuse you.  ❞

❝  At this rate, there may be chance fo you being inflicted with head trauma via my staff.   ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

hops in here to see if amélie gets a kiss :o

kisses.  (2/5)                     |                    accepting

█ ║► Hands found themselves taking place on the woman’s shoulders, her body pressing against Amélie’s, a silence falling between them as the blonde’s hands shuffled behind her neck as to pull her closer to her height, her lips pressing ever so slowly and softly against hers as she pulled her even closer.

The height difference made the woman work for it, so she’d get the most out of the kiss if she made the effort.     

❝ – you might do better if you came down to my level. It’s not fun when I have to work for it.  ❞

[doctorscrders-a]

❛ I drink to forget but I always remember. ❜

brandon rogers.                       |                        accepting

█ ║► ❝  That’s really … sad.  ❞

❝  Your words alone are making me want to drink.   ❞