Apr
18
2014

Close

We walk in a few stores, I pretend not to like the shades and in a close we sit against the wall for a bit, smoking, pulling on Bonnie and Clyde masks, kissing each other with the masks and going north towards the store or rather one simple turn and Jamie has two guns now, on the bubble gun one, one real as he scares the assistants with the bubble one as I take some free candy and choose a few shades in the end I get three, one pair being too big.

Jamie empties the till and takes a ladies’ purse. 

We head out or rather run out, back into the close, behind a door, standing close.

I hear him and the sirens.

And I wonder which ice cream will we buy with the stolen coins.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/close.html

Close

We walk in a few stores, I pretend not to like the shades and in a close we sit against the wall for a bit, smoking, pulling on Bonnie and Clyde masks, kissing each other with the masks and going north towards the store or rather one simple turn and Jamie has two guns now, on the bubble gun one, one real as he scares the assistants with the bubble one as I take some free candy and choose a few shades in the end I get three, one pair being too big.

Jamie empties the till and takes a ladies’ purse.

We head out or rather run out, back into the close, behind a door, standing close.

I hear him and the sirens.

And I wonder which ice cream will we buy with the stolen coins.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/close.html

Apr
18
2014

Settle A Quarrel 2

Eventually I hear the doorbell and Alison walks in with her heels against the floor and she keeps looking down as I don’t even say anything, knowing that we never even had a date before. I take out a box of cigarettes and she just nods, taking one, quickly lighting with her lighter as she walks outside and I don’t even offer her anything. Once I lock the door, she turns around maybe regretting not doing anything at the house and she just motions for me to get in the car. She strums her nails against the door, as I make my way. 

She takes a scarf out of her coat pocket and I just blink as she ties my eyes up.

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/ALISON MOSSHART FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com.br/2014/03/settle-quarrel-2.html

Settle A Quarrel 2

Eventually I hear the doorbell and Alison walks in with her heels against the floor and she keeps looking down as I don’t even say anything, knowing that we never even had a date before. I take out a box of cigarettes and she just nods, taking one, quickly lighting with her lighter as she walks outside and I don’t even offer her anything. Once I lock the door, she turns around maybe regretting not doing anything at the house and she just motions for me to get in the car. She strums her nails against the door, as I make my way. She takes a scarf out of her coat pocket and I just blink as she ties my eyes up.

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Apr
17
2014

Settle A Quarrel 2

There’s this drive which keeps pulling me towards her, nudging me to get closer, some intense longing which seems to split my throat apart and it keeps getting worse if I get closer or if we don’t and when we break up again and again my head just buzzes and it doesn’t ease. It’s all different kinds of pain and they only soothe and let me go when I let her take over me and then we both ease, I know the feeling, it’s that split second after an orgasm when the moans are still just fresh out of the mouth, the body catching up on the relief and just before you collapse, just like your body doesn’t register death 
it doesn’t register that we’re not together,

that I’m not with her and that I slap her away with my own boundaries which she has helped me build and dragged me away from once Jack had left. 

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/ALISON MOSSHART FANFICTION

Settle A Quarrel 2

There’s this drive which keeps pulling me towards her, nudging me to get closer, some intense longing which seems to split my throat apart and it keeps getting worse if I get closer or if we don’t and when we break up again and again my head just buzzes and it doesn’t ease. It’s all different kinds of pain and they only soothe and let me go when I let her take over me and then we both ease, I know the feeling, it’s that split second after an orgasm when the moans are still just fresh out of the mouth, the body catching up on the relief and just before you collapse, just like your body doesn’t register death it doesn’t register that we’re not together, that I’m not with her and that I slap her away with my own boundaries which she has helped me build and dragged me away from once Jack had left.

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/ALISON MOSSHART FANFICTION

Apr
16
2014

Settle A Quarrel 2
Eventually I hear the doorbell and Alison walks in with her heels against the floor and she keeps looking down as I don’t even say anything, knowing that we never even had a date before. I take out a box of cigarettes and she just nods, taking one, quickly lighting with her lighter as she walks outside and I don’t even offer her anything. Once I lock the door, she turns around maybe regretting not doing anything at the house and she just motions for me to get in the car. She strums her nails against the door, as I make my way. 
She takes a scarf out of her coat pocket and I just blink as she ties my eyes up.
“Okay.” I just say, waiting for some explanation, but instead Alison just pushes me in. I feel her put a seatbelt on me as she stops and strokes my face. What should be amusing is perhaps how we both keep our silence and how I feel her look at me and I just raise my eyebrows only to realize that they are also covered, so I just remain silent as I feel her hover, her fingers stroking my cheek down to my jaw, as if she believes that the blindfold would stop me from everything.
READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/ALISON MOSSHART FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Settle A Quarrel 2

Eventually I hear the doorbell and Alison walks in with her heels against the floor and she keeps looking down as I don’t even say anything, knowing that we never even had a date before. I take out a box of cigarettes and she just nods, taking one, quickly lighting with her lighter as she walks outside and I don’t even offer her anything. Once I lock the door, she turns around maybe regretting not doing anything at the house and she just motions for me to get in the car. She strums her nails against the door, as I make my way. 
She takes a scarf out of her coat pocket and I just blink as she ties my eyes up.
“Okay.” I just say, waiting for some explanation, but instead Alison just pushes me in. I feel her put a seatbelt on me as she stops and strokes my face. What should be amusing is perhaps how we both keep our silence and how I feel her look at me and I just raise my eyebrows only to realize that they are also covered, so I just remain silent as I feel her hover, her fingers stroking my cheek down to my jaw, as if she believes that the blindfold would stop me from everything.

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/ALISON MOSSHART FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
16
2014

There Is Something About Jack White 4

I dream of religion too often of clouds and flying, like the time I had flown with Jack fiddling against the window, Jack falling asleep from the long annoying connections and his eyelashes opening whenever I’d stir in my thoughts opening and closing the stars and trying to find a position. We had shooed away a couple in Hard Rock Cafe t-shirts which I guess could’ve been us if we had the money to travel this far when we were young and most likely I’d buy a shirt two sizes larger and Jack would look way younger and his hair would be shorter as I stroke it briefly, I felt bad for the couple and the name Monica Santos echoing in the airport was still in my head with all the kids in hats and reminding how older I was and that now pikachu is explained as a yellow cat to younger children.

I remember leaning against Jack and seeing snow everywhere covering the streets and the roads, the sand and even the sea seemed to have unmelting snow in it and the sky itself was like a massive snow cloud and the words of my father sprouted about a church near where I was born that there was a view to it near my birth and maybe even the moment had been connected.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com.br/2014/04/there-is-something-about-jack-white-4.html

There Is Something About Jack White 4

I dream of religion too often of clouds and flying, like the time I had flown with Jack fiddling against the window, Jack falling asleep from the long annoying connections and his eyelashes opening whenever I’d stir in my thoughts opening and closing the stars and trying to find a position. We had shooed away a couple in Hard Rock Cafe t-shirts which I guess could’ve been us if we had the money to travel this far when we were young and most likely I’d buy a shirt two sizes larger and Jack would look way younger and his hair would be shorter as I stroke it briefly, I felt bad for the couple and the name Monica Santos echoing in the airport was still in my head with all the kids in hats and reminding how older I was and that now pikachu is explained as a yellow cat to younger children. I remember leaning against Jack and seeing snow everywhere covering the streets and the roads, the sand and even the sea seemed to have unmelting snow in it and the sky itself was like a massive snow cloud and the words of my father sprouted about a church near where I was born that there was a view to it near my birth and maybe even the moment had been connected. READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com.br/2014/04/there-is-something-about-jack-white-4.html

Apr
15
2014

Settle A Quarrel 2

There’s this drive which keeps pulling me towards her, nudging me to get closer, some intense longing which seems to split my throat apart and it keeps getting worse if I get closer or if we don’t and when we break up again and again my head just buzzes and it doesn’t ease. It’s all different kinds of pain and they only soothe and let me go when I let her take over me and then we both ease, I know the feeling, it’s that split second after an orgasm when the moans are still just fresh out of the mouth, the body catching up on the relief and just before you collapse, just like your body doesn’t register death straight away
it doesn’t register that we’re not together,
that I’m not with her and that I slap her away with my own boundaries which she has helped me build and dragged me away from once Jack had left. 
I think the thing about love is that you can’t kill, passion is the poison or some fragile love which will crawl back and sting you but the thing is, it’s still dead,
it’s not the love which comes out when you see the person, it’s not the fear of seeing them which drowns you

it’s the fact that the tongue and mind will nag what the fuck is wrong with you
or
them. 

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2014/03/settle-quarrel-2.html

Settle A Quarrel 2

There’s this drive which keeps pulling me towards her, nudging me to get closer, some intense longing which seems to split my throat apart and it keeps getting worse if I get closer or if we don’t and when we break up again and again my head just buzzes and it doesn’t ease. It’s all different kinds of pain and they only soothe and let me go when I let her take over me and then we both ease, I know the feeling, it’s that split second after an orgasm when the moans are still just fresh out of the mouth, the body catching up on the relief and just before you collapse, just like your body doesn’t register death straight away
it doesn’t register that we’re not together,
that I’m not with her and that I slap her away with my own boundaries which she has helped me build and dragged me away from once Jack had left.
I think the thing about love is that you can’t kill, passion is the poison or some fragile love which will crawl back and sting you but the thing is, it’s still dead,
it’s not the love which comes out when you see the person, it’s not the fear of seeing them which drowns you

it’s the fact that the tongue and mind will nag what the fuck is wrong with you
or
them.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2014/03/settle-quarrel-2.html

Apr
13
2014

Bar Eyes 5

I feel like I’ve gained a home. Alex forced me to try and find a job, but realized that I’m not there yet, I’m in mourning still, even if I’m home.

I try cooking and I end up burning everything, so that Alex always orders take away, he doesn’t eat, he just watches me and drinks someone’s blood by the end of the night. I think we get too many murders to be noticed, I honestly don’t know and Alex doesn’t care too much. He can move and that’s about it and his pub is pretty much… not noticed, but people still come here. I don’t know if the bodies come back alive, because they don’t look alive. 

I ask him that one day and he says he can just drink some blood and that’s about it, sometimes he kills, so there goes my theory that there are some dead people, but usually they’re so drunk that he jokes that the wives don’t want them back. I don’t know why wouldn’t you go drinking with whomever you are registered with for a while. 
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/ALEX TURNER FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Bar Eyes 5

I feel like I’ve gained a home. Alex forced me to try and find a job, but realized that I’m not there yet, I’m in mourning still, even if I’m home.


I try cooking and I end up burning everything, so that Alex always orders take away, he doesn’t eat, he just watches me and drinks someone’s blood by the end of the night. I think we get too many murders to be noticed, I honestly don’t know and Alex doesn’t care too much. He can move and that’s about it and his pub is pretty much… not noticed, but people still come here. I don’t know if the bodies come back alive, because they don’t look alive. 


I ask him that one day and he says he can just drink some blood and that’s about it, sometimes he kills, so there goes my theory that there are some dead people, but usually they’re so drunk that he jokes that the wives don’t want them back. I don’t know why wouldn’t you go drinking with whomever you are registered with for a while. 

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/ALEX TURNER FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
13
2014

grasp THE sanity: Bar Eyes 5

I feel like I’ve gained a home. Alex forced me to try and find a job, but realized that I’m not there yet, I’m in mourning still, even if I’m home.


I try cooking and I end up burning everything, so that Alex always orders take away, he doesn’t eat, he just watches me and drinks someone’s blood by the end of the night. I think we get too many murders to be noticed, I honestly don’t know and Alex doesn’t care too much. He can move and that’s about it and his pub is pretty much… not noticed, but people still come here. I don’t know if the bodies come back alive, because they don’t look alive. 


I ask him that one day and he says he can just drink some blood and that’s about it, sometimes he kills, so there goes my theory that there are some dead people, but usually they’re so drunk that he jokes that the wives don’t want them back. I don’t know why wouldn’t you go drinking with whomever you are registered with for a while. 

Apr
12
2014

Dagger In My Head3
It’s amazing how naive women actually are.Kate ends up showing after the concert again and taking off all her clothes as I trace my lips on her hands as she lifts them up maybe pray for a God which she does now which doesn’t exist, Kate from all people should no that no sin will send you to a place which actually doesn’t exist.
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/KATE MOSS FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Dagger In My Head3

It’s amazing how naive women actually are.

Kate ends up showing after the concert again and taking off all her clothes as I trace my lips on her hands as she lifts them up maybe pray for a God which she does now which doesn’t exist, Kate from all people should no that no sin will send you to a place which actually doesn’t exist.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/KATE MOSS FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
12
2014

Close
“She wasn’t that much of a pretty woman, was she?” And I light a cigarette, as Jamie’s head is in my lap.“Fuck no.” As he looks at me the eyes covered by shades and licks his ice cream, the park covered in bonfire smoke. Jamie’s smoke matches the rest of the bonfire smoke after a while as he watches it and takes out a gun to press it against my forehead, I grab his hand, pulling the gun down, but he keeps it straight on my forehead. He fires, the gun pulled a bit away, the serious face still held and bubbles come out of it. And then he laughs and I pull his cigarette away from him, as he hands out some candy in a paper bag and I take a few, shielding my eyes from the sun. 
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Close

“She wasn’t that much of a pretty woman, was she?” And I light a cigarette, as Jamie’s head is in my lap.

“Fuck no.” As he looks at me the eyes covered by shades and licks his ice cream, the park covered in bonfire smoke. Jamie’s smoke matches the rest of the bonfire smoke after a while as he watches it and takes out a gun to press it against my forehead, I grab his hand, pulling the gun down, but he keeps it straight on my forehead. 

He fires, the gun pulled a bit away, the serious face still held and bubbles come out of it. And then he laughs and I pull his cigarette away from him, as he hands out some candy in a paper bag and I take a few, shielding my eyes from the sun. 

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

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