DO YOU LIKE ZOMBIES? If You Ugh Do, I Have One.he's Old, Like Old As Fuck Balls. He's Here >> X

DO YOU LIKE ZOMBIES? if you ugh do, i have one.he's old, like old as fuck balls. he's here >> X

“I forgive people🥺” I don’t bitch go to hell

D.J. COTRONA From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series 3.02 "La Reina"

                Were    this    any    other    man,    he'd    pay    Cyrus    or    Ryan    or    Fen    or    Dennis    or    any    other    numerous    amount    of    guys    he    has    the    numbers    of    to    do    his    dirty    work.    But    this    isn't    just    any    man    who's    fucking    with    his    business.    No,    the    only    reason    he    and    Hope    are    even    sitting    there    under    this    roof    right    this    very    moment    is    because    it's    fucking    personal.    Business    related    ??    Sure,    not    a    problem,    someone    else    can    do    it.    Personal    ??    He    wants    to    hear    his    bones    snap    and    his    own    bloog    gurggling    in    his    mouth    as    he    gasps    for    his    lasp    breath.    And    Nick    is    gonna    enjoy    every    fucking    moment    of    it.

                Hope    seems    to    be    getting    along    well    enough    in    this    environment.    Maybe    scarily    so,    but    he    forces    a    smile    upon    his    lips    to    blend    in-    a    frown    just    wouldn't    do    here.

                "    Yeah,    and    you're    also    a    cop.    "    He    says,    through    gritted    teeth.    Clearly,    he    has    a    problem    with    the    law.    Clearly,    their    relationship    is    odd    at    best.    But    he    need    her,    the    man    wasn't    into    psychotic    red    heads,    and    besides,    Nicolette    was    busy.    He    wasn't    about    to    risk    Holly,    and    Hope    can    handle    herself...    he    thinks.    She    was    the    best    option    this    man    had.

                Eyes    follow    hers    as    soon    as    she    speaks,    gaze    falling    upon    the    man    in    question.    He    knows    a    frown    would    be    out    of    place    and    yet    it    still    finds    its    way    onto    his    lips,    although    it's    more    like    a    scowl.    Chest    rises,    hands    ball    into    fists,    and    he    lets    out    a    reply.

                "    Yep,    that's    him.    All    I    need    is    for    you    to    get    him    alone    out    back.    I    won't    let    him    hurt    you.    "

@thehollyverse sent: ‘you're a much better liar than i expected you to be .’ (From nick! Idk how this’ll go but we’ll see lmaoooo)

The champagne in her glass is an anchor in a sea of faces she isn't familiar with, but this is business and it's something she keeps repeating to herself in silence. She doesn’t need to know anyone here, after all she isn't even supposed to be here in the first place – but no wasn’t really an option. Her badge is back at the hotel tucked away safely with her gun and the manila folder that she’d been told to study. She can still feel the texture of the paper on her finger tips and how her stomach cinched at the thought of being in this situation; but wearing a brave face and a polite smile here she is. She can’t exactly remember the last time she dressed this nicely and she didn’t even want to begin to question how Nick or his people knew her measurements, but the dress was nice. A loan; a pretty woman with dark hair had said as she zipped Hope up into the sapphire blue fabric. The jewels felt like weights burying her heels into the gleaming marble floor, and her blonde hair had been swept up and back revealing the faux tattoo that was sure to lure in the target Nick had mentioned earlier. The desire to plant her own foot up her ass is heavy, but this is what she gets for owing a debt to Nick ( What did he call her? Ah yes bait ).

He’s nearby, like he claimed he would be. He’s lurking and socializing all the same while she lingers and filters through bodies, and the highlight of her night thus far had been the girl who’d offered her a cigarette even though she didn’t smoke ( If shit went south Hope wanted to make sure she was safe at least ). His voice startles her for a brief moment, leaving her to whip her head in his direction before forcing a broad smile; brows arching high on her forehead as she cocks her head to one side. “ Of course I am. I was a teenage girl once with daddy issues. “ With her smile still on display she looks away watching the hoard of people filter in and out, the edges of her smile faltering for a quick second as her voice drops. “ Tall with a gash over the right eye is what you said right? “

from dusk till dawn ↳ 3.04: “Fanglorious”

@undedfuck asked: “ I wanna fuck you so hard, that when you randomly think of me your cunt clenches. “ cy to HOLLY 💕😘💕🔥 from here

                "    Oh    really    ??    "

                She    asks,    brows    raising.    The    woman    takes    her    seat,    and    rightfully    so,    on    his    thigh.    Arms    find    their    way    to    wrap    around    the    back    of    his    neck,    playing    with    the    short    hairs    at    the    nape.

                "    You    don't    even    need    to    try.    "    Gaze    flicker    to    his    lips,    then    back    up    to    his    eyes    again.    "    Before    you    even    touched    me,    the    thought    of    you    made    me    wet.    "