85﹕ brock grabs gloria roughly by the hair . @rejectory
his fingers curled in her hair, sharp and punishing, tilting her head back with a force that dared her to push back. the pain flared in her scalp, she inhaled slow and deep, a ritual of the agony she graves. gloria held his gaze, unblinking, unmoved. breath hitched in her throat, not from fear but fury, caged and coiled like a venomous serpent waiting for its moment.
she smiles, but it's all teeth. all sickness and hunger. that familiar rot curled beneath her skin whenever he got too close. her hand snaps, pressing a thumb just under his jaw. the button to remind that she could drop him if she wanted to— if she needed to. pressure-honed and sadistic against the artery's pulse. ❛ what's it going to be, rumlow? ❜ a laugh slithers up her throat. all that violence she tries to forget, tries to hide under florals and martyrdom, breathes like a second pair of lungs.
❛ we fighting or fucking? ❜
❛ never is not just a crater on mars. of course, it is a crater on mars. ❜
holt & diaz quote starters // @putrefacerem
› TENSION LINER PROMPTS
"I dare you to try."
"Do you always get close?"
"You’re pushing my limits."
"Stop looking at me like that."
"I’m losing control here."
"You have no idea, do you?"
"I can’t resist you anymore."
"Stay back, or don’t."
"I know what you want."
"This is getting dangerous now."
"You’re too tempting for me."
"I shouldn’t want this, but…"
"I don’t play fair, remember?"
"Careful, you’re testing me."
"You’re just making it worse."
"You’re too close for comfort."
"Do you always push buttons?"
"Stop before I kiss you."
"You’re making it too hard."
"I can’t stop thinking about you."
"I want you too much."
"You know exactly what you’re doing."
"I’m not playing games here."
"You’ve crossed the line now."
"Keep pushing, and you’ll regret it."
"This is dangerous, isn’t it?"
"I’m trying not to care."
"Don’t make me regret this."
"You’re playing with fire."
"You don’t know what’s coming."
"I shouldn’t be this close."
"We’re getting dangerously close now."
"I can feel the heat."
"Don’t test me right now."
"I want you too badly."
"Don’t make me chase you."
"You’re distracting me, you know."
"I won’t fall for this."
"I want you, but…"
"What do you want from me?"
"I’ll never give in."
"I’m trying not to care."
"You’re playing with my patience."
"Don’t make this harder, please."
"I can’t stop this feeling."
"I’m already in too deep."
"You won’t walk away unscathed."
"You’re walking a fine line."
"I’m trying to stay calm."
"What are you doing to me?"
rushed and desperate, messy on the couch because they were too impatient to even make it to the bedroom. / frank @weaponid
an echo of the lock snapped shut, no measure of time between a wordless greeting and their bodies tangled together. his mouth was on hers, rougher at the edges, soaked in silence and too much time apart, every hunger of his met with her own. she doesn't ask where he’s been, doesn’t ask what he’s done. his hands could be drenched in saintly blood, and she'd still lick them clean. the couch creaks beneath them, a mess of tangled limbs and desperate friction. she claws at him, at the layers between them. there’s no finesse, no slow unravel. just the brutal honesty of two people who’ve bled together, burned into one another's souls by the tangle of carnage and war.
his hands are always firm, pressing down and claiming curves with a bruising grip. he smells like gunpowder and warmth, like something feral that’s been living in the dark too long, and she breathes him in like he's her only source of life. her shirt caught, torn and bunched at her waist. mouth breaks against his when he drives into her; no warning, no preamble, just every breath knocked from her lungs. ❛ missed you so fucking much. ❜ it burns in her throat, strangled by the raw truth of her words. the weight of him, the feel of him is more familiar than her own reflection. greed of her hips slithered up, thighs wrapped around a wall of muscle. ❛ harder, frank. that can't be it, common. ❜ she tugs a fistful of dark hair, biting down on his bottom lip hard enough to taste copper. something to coax every violent thought in his head to the surface so she can swallow it whole.
❛ i don't know why you're telling me. i'm not involved. you made that, very clear. ❜
holt & diaz quote starters // @bychuck ( frankiiiieee )
Gloria’s preference for older lovers has never come from a weird insecurity or lack of personal relationships…it’s competency, it’s leadership, it’s attraction to someone with life experience and that scratches the intellectual brain and becomes sensual.
FUCK IT. dialogue starter call but it's just rosa diaz and captain holt quotes.
i said i'm fine, please just drop it. @huntedgod
she watches him, not with judgment but with an EERIE STILLNESS she can't help sometimes. it's made of too-long nights and losses that strangle the psyche too much to be untangled. her hands are steady. always have been, whether wrapping gauze or holding the weight of someone else’s truth, they never hesitate. but now, they rest on the table, fingers curled slightly inward like she’s bracing for something she can’t touch.
I'M FINE. she knows that one. said it herself with a tournoquit pulled taut between her teeth, said it over bodies under fluorescent lights and pools of blood in the sand. she said it until the words stopped meaning anything— so she doesn’t argue. ❛ yeah, alright. ❜ she then lets the silence fill the space like steam in a closed room. thick, warm, unavoidable as her instincts continue to press. slowly, she shifts her weight forward, elbows resting on the table as she presses up and off to her feet.
❛ can you at least let me look at your hand? ❜ her voice is quiet but insistent. ❛ last thing you want is a fight bite. ❜
@medicbled - gloria de lima. combat medic, mercenary, occasional emergency medicine doctor verse pending. @docmohan - doctor samira mohan of max's the pitt. canon & hc driven. @sweets1n - roxana flores. stripper/burlesque dancer, rockabilly baby, religious trauma and heart of pure gold and peach cobbler. @enduredshe - emersyn thompson varela. trafficking survivor, social worker, vigilante and hacker.