#aestui

❛ I have learned from experience that when someone really wants to know, they will be willing to cross that threshold of fear. ❜

   ♡   /    @aestui.

totally

LEPRECHAUNS CAN GO FUCK THEMSELVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111 IVE ONLY GOT ROOM IN MY HEART FOR SKELETONS!!!!!111111111

      “Now what on Earth are you doing standing outside my front door? Didn’t you see the sign-- NO SOLICITING! And I don’t give back any toys you happened to throw over the fence, either! Learn to keep track of your stuff better, brat.”

You don’t like this kid. Nope, not one bit. You can’t quite place your finger on what it is that makes you approach this conclusion, but you know well enough there’s a semblance of validity to be held when it comes to your gut instincts. With her, she carries the scent of something that reminds you just enough of Aperture’s incinerator wing. What’s that? At just the right angle, you swear you can see a fire brewing in her eyes. No, surely it’s a trick of the light. That’s the logical explanation, isn’t it? With some trepidation, it’s ultimately chalked up to a general dislike of children, but even you make a mental note to stray far, far away from this … girl?

“Why don't you take a wild guess?”((Whirl doesn’t dream much anymore, but the worst nightmares he’s ever had have been related to either his memories of empurata, or his imprisonment on Garrus-1. The former were more like sleeping flashbacks, fragments of memory that shoved their way into his slumbering mind. They were also short-lived. The latter were more like proper dreams: he was in Garrus-1 a long time, so they sometimes have their own bizarre dream-narrative Obviously, both nightmares involve feelings of helplessness in the face of torture.))

weekends are ava and swerve bonding days, when he’s not watching anime with drift.