#godforbidrp

[mettleborn]

“𝙄  𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀  𝙔𝙊𝙐”  𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙎.  (N.𝙎𝙁.𝙒 𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉.)

@godforbidrp sent: [ SLOW ]: after resisting their feelings for one another for a very long time, sender finally breaks down and reveals to the receiver that they love them. (will to hannibal)

Hannibal knows these feelings are something Will has been battling with for a while now. To give such dangerous words air is a bold step and indeed a largely unexpected one. Does this confession signal a surrender or has Will finally realised this was always a war he waged against himself; one of attrition.

“No one can be fully aware of another human being unless we love them. By that love, we see potential in our beloved. Through that love, we allow our beloved to see their potential. Expressing that love, our beloved’s potential comes true.”

This is how Hannibal has always thought of Will, but could it equally be the case that it is this same proposition Will now also believes - that he could transform Hannibal; change him with his love?

Moving closer, Hannibal’s hand shifts to firmly cup the side of Will’s face, coercing him to maintain eye contact - Hannibal needs him to be entirely present in this moment, to take ownership for the words he has allowed to so recklessly pass his lips; words that Hannibal dearly wishes he could believe. Tentatively, Hannibal’s warm palm shifts to softly press against the wool of Will’s sweater, to sit against the smiling scar carved straight across Will’s stomach - a reminder of the high cost of betrayal.

“Do you wish to change me?” Lecter asks, his gaze profoundly probing as it meets with Will’s. “You tried before. Have you decided to employ love where death failed?”

#Hannibal Lecter #Hannibal Lecter RP #Hannibal RP #Hannigram #Will Graham #godforbidrp #Answered Ask #((This was so hard because omg it would be such an important moment so I tackled it about three different ways and decided on this ha ha!))

[delrcy]

❛ this is the end of your little game. i win. ❜ from tiffanyyy

late night viewing !! // @godforbidrp

OH, SHE'S REALLY got it cornered now, doesn't she? Clever girl! The body stills its writhing under where she's got it pinned, and a hand clasps dramatically over Jack's heart.

"OH, TIFFANY, SWEET Tiffany, saved by the bell Tiffany, doomed by the narrative Tiffany - is this really how it's going to be, Tiffany? I was having fun! But I suppose if you're well and truly set on rolling credits, well, who am I to stop you? Have it your way, then - send me to my exit, stage right!"

IT GIVES AS much of a bow as it can afford, and then truly goes still.

THE DEMONIC TINT'S gone when Jack opens his eyes, and as per usual when Abraxas allows him to take the wheel again, he's disoriented. What the fuck's happened this time-?

AND THEN HE sees Tiffany, and he catches up to his spot in the program. Exit Jack, stage right.

"WAIT - WAIT WAIT wait wait wait -"

#ic #godforbidrp #when ur current host accidentally freed u from the previous one and now ur like lol whatever bc the host itself doesn't matter anymore 🤑 #it's fine jack deserves death <3

[pantichrist-moved]

┊ ziggy said ; ❛ i don't smoke. ❜ ( @godforbidrp )

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚ a  whip  of  her  head  in  ziggy's  direction,     𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍  𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆,     𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆. "whaddya  some  kinda  fun  sucker  or  somethin'?"          a  smirk  upon  her  mouth    ;    𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖙  𝖙𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖘  𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉  𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞  𝖗𝖊𝖉  𝖆𝖓𝖉  𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌  𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙  𝖆𝖘  𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙.     "you  drink?  or  is  that  against  ya  borin'  man  code  of  ethics,    too?"

#godforbidrp #thank you for thissss

[lcveblossomed]

"That was a fantastic set." Rhea comments, a smile making her way over. She sees one of them struggling with a speaker taking it with ease. She starts to help them walk their stuff out the back door toward their van. "I am Rhea Royce- my husband owns the bar. He never bothers to see the talent I figure someone should. I'm happy I did you guys were fantastic."

@godforbidrp // rhea starter

#godforbidrp #rhea {{ starter }} #rhea {{ v;; modern }} #(her modern verse she's gay rich and ready to FLIRT)

[bu11seye]

surprised starter for @godforbidrp’s Crash .

She’s lost in the crowd of a packed bar. Usually she isn’t a fan of metal, or even slightly punk music, but with the amount of drinks she’s downed she can’t even think straight to pay attention. There was no mechanical bull in this bar, no line dancing or southern men tipping their hats off to her for her charm. Instead — she’s floating through busy bodies thrashing around to heavy guitars and Jessie feels like she’s going to get motion sickness if she stays in one place for too long.

Metal shows are overstimulating, but she thinks it’s almost over with the way the crowd is begging for more. Pass , she thinks, pushing her way out of the crowd aggressively but only getting shoved back because apparently that’s the way it goes with this kind of crowd. Jessie makes her way towards the back of the crowd, drink still in hand as she finds herself up on a high platform. Shit. She forgot how many stairs she climbed up earlier in the night. Jessie’s already dizzy, so she just takes a seat instead and presses her forehead against the cool metal railing beside her. This wasn’t the main exit, but it was an exit nonetheless.

A few moments later she could tell that the show ended, and whoever the band was on stage was leaving. Not that she could point any of those people out of a lineup to begin with. Jessie looks down at her ( now stepped on ) cowgirl boots and grumbles, running her fingers over the scuffs along the heel. She only came to this bar because a friend recommended it to her to have a good time, but the only thing Jessie got from it was to not trust that friend’s opinion of fun from now on.

Jessie flings her bag up on the metal platform beside her, digging around and looking for her phone, only for it to go flying as the door behind her swings open, hitting her straight in the face, causing Jessie’s hand to fly up and cradle the stinging sensation that was thrusted with the impact. “What the hell?”

#godforbidrp #♡゙ : in character 𓈒 ୨୧ ⌇﹒— ( threads ) .

[revelour]

"Are you going to cry?" from tiffany

general sentence starters !

“Me? Hell no.” Merlyn scoffs over the idea, but really, they were very close to shedding tears.

“I’m not like that, you know me. Besides, I wouldn’t cry in front of you. I wouldn’t hear the last of it.” They huff, stirring their drink with their straw. It was clear they were upset with them avoiding eye contact. “They were shitty, anyways. I don’t need them and I can be fine on my own! Dating them would’ve been fucking stupid, anyways. I’m smarter than that!”

They take a sip of their drink and shake their head, mentally kicking themself for being so sensitive and vulnerable. It’ll be fine, just play it cool!

#( ic. ) #godforbidrp

[ivylaegue]

« tiffany » come in me. i need you to fill me up. | | | | | | @godforbidrp.

a groan of appreciation scratches the back of his throat at her plea —— primal sounds always manage to escape him when she lovingly spoon feeds him the lewd things he wants to hear. his hands on her hips keep her pinned to the mattress while he hovers over her to keep her movements halted, and he's focused; focused on not letting such simple words send him over the edge. not just yet, anyway... he isn't ready.

❛❛ fuck, baby— ❜❜ it's practically a growl as he adjusts himself, standing on knees that sunk into the plush bedding below as he folds her over herself more —— fingers digging into soft skin as he fixes hands at the crooks of her knees. concentrated with eyes screwed shut, his tongue forms over his upper lip as he lets his head fall back for a moment. ❛❛ don't say that 'less you mean it... ❜❜

his gaze flutters back open after an agonizing few seconds and immediately falls back to where they're connected; watching where her cunt formed around his length. wet and sticky —— he gave a few experimental rolls into her and his words were practically gritted between teeth. ❛❛ not when 'm this fuckin' close. ❜❜

#godforbidrp #﹫ ᵁᴺᴰᴱᴿ . . . ★ 𝙸𝚅𝚈𝙻𝙰𝙴𝙶𝚄𝙴. : ic. #usfw / #. covering my eyes.

[00sgoth]

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── › ﹙ MARIA ﹚ we shouldn’t -  ah,  we shouldn’t be doing this.

it had been nothing but sloppy tongue and teeth to make up for the desperation —— with @godforbidrp's frame encased beneath him as his own fit perfectly in the spot between her legs , and his elbows dug deep into the mattress below to support himself. the gap between their bodies had gradually become less and less [ ... ] keeping a safe distance in the innocent beginnings of a make out session ; but the carnal desire to be even closer ( and closer , and closer ) slowly burned his core until the pair were eventually bone to bone. he couldn't possibly get any closer unless he was inside of her. and even then —— he feared it might not be enough.

hips rolled against hers in an eager attempt to feel something more , and not even the thick fabric of his cargo shorts could conceal his ache as it pushed against her. the newfound friction brought out a strangled moan from his throat and landed on her lips [ ... ] but neither his whine nor the wet sounds of sucking face could compete with the romantic sounds of acid bath playing from the stereo to successfully drown them out. of course , this hadn't exactly been the plan when he decided to pop the cd into the player —— but god was he thankful he'd done it earlier rather than having to stop in the middle of this.

he'd repeat his lascivious behavior ; applying more pressure with each grind as a chipped black polished and ringed hand slipped below the hem of her shirt. fingertips gently grazing against skin as they ventured further [ ... ] only once she broke the contact to voice her apprehension did his lips pull back swollen and glistening. ❛❛ why not? ❜❜ it's asked breathlessly as he examines her from beneath heavy lids and long lashes —— tongue licking over his lower lip still tasting of her. he'll slowly lower himself to place a single kiss on her jaw before his next statement was breathed into her skin. ❛❛ tell me to stop and i will. ❜❜

#godforbidrp #𝖎. ★｡° ... 𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙰𝙽 𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴. ༺♰༻ ic. #usfw / #. oops!

[heircurse]

› ﹙ PETER ﹚ you've changed.

had he ? time will do that to you , harry supposes. though he doesn't consider the fact that time will ( oftentimes cruelly ) twist the parts of you that you don't often see from an outsider's point of view —— it is a change that only those who knew the younger you ( that older model no longer being manufactured ) ; would notice. he doesn't think he's changed. but of course... only @godforbidrp would be the true seeing eye in this reunion of friends that were mercilessly separated during those most formative years. peter had always known him best. perhaps a part of him didn't want to know what exactly he meant by it.

and even now [ ... ] all that time spent apart... ( how many years had it been ? three ? ) it almost felt as if none had passed at all. harry so easily managed to mold himself back into the known comfort of his home that was new york —— he's sure this reconciliation would be be just as easy and seamless.

› ...

❛❛ didn't know losing my baby face was considered changing. ❜❜ a smile grows across cheeks as his arm extends to give the other a playful nudge. ❛❛ can't say the same for you , though. ❜❜

#godforbidrp #𝒊. [ 𝓗. 𝙾𝚂𝙱𝙾𝚁𝙽 ] . . . . ᵖʳᵒˢᵉ ˒ ◟ in character. #. i could have made this sad. i really could have. #. but i didn't. be grateful. xo

[nahuals]

❝    I    want    you    to    be    fucking    functional    for,    like    ⸺    two    seconds.    ❞    She    hisses    the    words    out    with    malicious    intent,     eyes    flaring    red    in    the    midst    of    her    anger.    One    of    the    worst    bits    of    being    ˢᵃᵗᵃⁿ’ˢ    ᵇᵉˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ    ˡᵃᵖᵈᵒᵍ    was    being    sent    on    some    of    His    little    side    quests,    stretched    thin    beyond    compare,    and    unable    to    say    no.    She    was    grateful    for    the    trust,    certainly    …    but    like    a    𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑    𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑟    might    be,    she’d    rather    be    at    home.    Especially    if    this    guy    was    going    to    start    swinging    a    baseball    bat    towards    her    head    as    if    she    was    some    kind    of    burglar.    (  𝙰𝚂    𝙸𝙵    𝙷𝙴    𝙷𝙰𝙳    𝙰𝙽𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶    𝙾𝙵    𝙻𝙴𝙶𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙴    𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴.    𝙴𝚈𝙴    𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙻.  )    ❝    Look,    yeah,    I    get    it,    I    just materialized    in    your    fucking    house,    ʷʰᵃᵗᵉᵛᵉʳ    ⸺    I    promise    that’s    the    least    of    your    fucking    worries    right    now.    You’re    supposed    to    be    dead,    and    you’re    not,    which    means    you’re    my fucking problem    now    …    for    some    reason.    ❞

₀₁.ㅤㅤ @godforbidrp : I panicked, what do you want me to say? // from Kyle.

#godforbidrp #₀₁. ㅤ` ㅤ🙴 ㅤ༉ㅤ𝗡𝗔𝗛𝗨𝗔𝗟𝗦ㅤㅤ ‚ ❪ ᵖʳᵒˢᵉ ❫

[deathhustled]

"Yeah this world is weird and takes some getting used to it. Believe it or not. Death himself raised me, was my best friend. Was supposed to be forever, but one day he just disappeared." She rolled her eyes.

"I'm Mandy by the way."

| @godforbidrp |

#{ ic } #{ v ; tbd } #godforbidrp

[delrcy]

❛ i want to see your true face. ❜ from tiffany

late night viewing !! // @godforbidrp

HIS SKIN’S CRAWLING the longer she looks at him. It’s like there’s something itching, tickling, wriggling right under the surface, and it wants out. He swallows hard, banishing his pulse from his throat, and averts his gaze. How much does she know, really? Can she tell?

COME ON, JACK. What’s the harm in a little peek, Jack? She wants to see, Jack! Why disappoint her, Jack?

IT LIKES HER. Why does it like her?

“YOU DON’T,” IS his simple response before he sets about straightening his tie.

#ic #godforbidrp #world’s biggest failguy tries to be uninteresting (gone wrong)

[fxntasmagoria]

💕

Send 💕 and I will tell you some muses of ours I think could work as a ship.

Willam and Zoe Rivas or Negan (didnt see his sexuality listed)

Tiffany and Thomas Pearson or Landon Crane

#hmu if you wanna do any of these! i can think of more too lmao #godforbidrp

[inxspacetime]

//happy birthday!!

< thank yoou 3 !

#☼☽ out of it — ooc. #godforbidrp

[bu11seye]

‘  sometimes  i  get  really  sad  for  no  reason .  actually ,  a  lot  of  times .  ’ (tiffany)

Tiffany was good company to be sitting on top of a building with. Jessie was used to this part of the night being for talking about feelings, the nightfall fueling emotions. Wind blowing through the loose strands of embers that fell from her ponytail, Jessie takes in a deep breath along with the breeze. “I get that.” She says simply, pulling her knees to her chest. “Sometimes there ain’t nothin’ to smile ‘bout and that’s normal.” Tiffany didn’t deserve to be sad , though, and if she was honest, neither did Jessie. “T’tell you the truth though, I don’t think I’ve ever been actually happy.” A pause, olive toned gaze peering back up at Tiffany. “Until our little adventure, anyway.”

#godforbidrp #♡゙ : in character 𓈒 ୨୧ ⌇﹒— ( asks ) .

[mmm-corn-syrup]

@godforbidrp asked : we’ve all got a past. some are better hidden than others. from maria to billy

Billy narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, guess we do." He nodded. "What's your past? Something worth hiding? If there's once thing I've learned about this place is that it's somewhere people to go when they're running."

#{ thread ; billy } #{ v ; main } #godforbidrp