#aeipcthy

          “  aren’t  you  a   sight  for  such  sore  eyes . “ // @aeipcthy​

          “Either you know what you want and then you don’t get what you want. Or you get what you want and then you don’t know what you want.”

Azrael: Brb. Alastair will be the death of me. :))

                 “  you’re  a  headache ,  alastair.  truly . “ 

badru x atreus

Like her! Like her! He was like her! That was why he’d smelled so familiar! She yipped excitedly, bounding over to him, bouncing around the larger animal in circles, sounding as delighted as a fox possibly could. You’re like me!!

he sounds like a super-villain when he laughs. and it’s...almost too fitting, given the circumstances. and it only makes her grin wider.  ❝ sure, but also --- can you blame me? this is like... ❞  she practically vibrates with enthusiasm, giving one short skip before clapping her hands together.  ❝ a heist. like an old time movie type heist. ❞  when she looks back up at him, her eyes are wide, and glinting with way-too-enthused mischief.  ❝ this is like...a felony. ❞          /          @aeipcthy​  +   continued ! 

   “Just my fuck-inG luck!” She slams her fist into the pavement and instantly makes a grimace of regret. There was a skull rotting away in her bathroom tub and blood still left in the grout (which she already attempted to scrub away). Roxanne had sworn off the ‘spiritualism’ she once had in her youth, but somehow, it came crawling back to her. “I shoulda never...” A heaving whine shoots past her lips when suddenly she feels a presence behind her. Roxanne gulps back a sob and brings the water bottle of vodka and Sprite up to her lips. Without looking up, she just mumbles, “Don’t even think, about it, pal. I gotta fuckin’ glock on me.”