#antioceas

Her voice was hard to hear with how dim everything had become but how gentle it was did eventually catch his attention, his brain struggling to process her words as he trembled and struggled for air. Speaking was even more difficult than it usually was too and nothing outside of what had happened seemed to be there when he tried to recall it. Which is why when she started treating the wound he let out a cry and grabbed onto her arm instinctively for comfort. Why had this happened? Why hadn't he been more careful!?

The Man with a Pig mask wasn't often bothered by threats. Although, was this really a threat? Or just a warning? It wasn't uncommon for people to dislike him, be annoyed by his presence, trinkets, and anonymity. However that was what he was used to. He thrived on throwing theoretical molotovs into crowds, make the people panic when he was bored of a place.

No. What annoyed him more was the condescension. He found it grating in a way that only few successfully could achieve. His mouth twitched before growing into a smile. He leaned forward onto his toes before rolling back down to his heels, subtly shifting side to side. Not nervous, but almost a playful energy wafting off of the man.

From the look Gabe shoots Charlotte- Charlotte who's fucking immortal- he doesn't appreciate the thought that he's going to be at risk of getting shot, too.

But. She's one woman. They're against at least ten pissed off grown gangsters. It's best for both of them to stick together...even if he refuses to be the bullet sponge she can manage without dying in agony on the pavement in the process.

"Head right," he says, "and take down a of a few of them while I'm at it. Create an opening. I'm not sure what else to tell you- I'm just one fucking man."

It was a rainy night outside the Vrolok estate, and the Count was surprised to find a woman in wet clothes in the stairway.

"Count Domingo Vrolok, mistress," he smirked softly, "and you are?"

@antioceas

Royalty AU sentence starters

"I think your name is very important, boy. I like to know who it is I will execute. Especially for treason." The king didn't seem very worried about the other. Standing tall by his throne, smiling.

"We don' t know each other but i love filling out paperwork, so here's my application" - Zaychik (I'm sorry I'm just filling these out for funs)

" Are fucking shitting me, Cain? That fucking twink only knows how to fuck human women because the angels called him a loser.