* DEMONOLOGY / DAD !

             now, niles is no way a dumb man. is he good at playing it so he doesn’t end up involved in something he doesn’t want to be in? of course. like did he know that it was dried blood? of course he did. he can’t help but scoff at his words, rolling his eyes before he gives a shrug of his shoulders. “i mean, if you want to walk around with dried blood on your nose, be my guest. don’t say i didn’t try to tell you about it,” 

              “well, that’s certainly something i could have lived without knowing,” he’ll stuff his hands into the pockets of his basketball shorts, raising an eyebrow. “don’t lollygag, harry.”

              “college professor, huh? what do you teach?” // @unadjust 

            well, he was an odd looking fellow, wasn’t he? his skin pigment was off. green? yeah. it was green. reminded him of some of villains from that cartoon that his daughter liked. what was it? oh, the powerpuff girls. the gangrene gang? yeah. fingers run through slight curls, head tilting to the side. “aren’t you from that one band?” yeah, he’s in with the times! // @hisband