#contractkxller

⇻ ♛ ― The creature thought she’d be the only one wondering about on the roof, trying to stay away from all of the other beings. Though the human that she found seemed awfully focused through the scope of his rifle. She knew exactly what he was doing, but chose to act oblivious, slowly creeping up behind him and put her face right beside his. 

         ‘don’t mind me saying so, but you don’t really seem the type to go out and see SHOWS.’ and she knew the type after so many performances of her own. though the stage lights dimmed most faces, she could always pick out two or three PEERING eagerly through the darkness to the shining, glittering, and most importantly, TANTALIZING display on stage.

          ❝ did you just call me sweet thing ? i like that, do that again ! ❞ he’s got his knees pulled to his chest, one arm wrapped around his legs. his free hand holds a hand empty bottle as tired eyes follow the other’s movements. ❝ ‘m a grown ass man and you’re tellin’ me to go to BED ? fuck you, ‘m not goin’ anywhere. ❞

It tickled when he did that--he should’ve known it did. The sensations he lay against that area, sensitive as it was, made a faint squeak of her protest sound, coming right in sync with the weak shrug that came at reflex to his nuzzling. But soon after, the action was replaced with her attempt at reciprocating Raul’s gentleness. Her own lips landed gingerly on him in turn, somewhere uncharted in the soft expanse of his hair. Then, the refuge of her shoulder he’d used as cushion gave way to the hold of either of her hands, Camille now looking to him with a gaze that displayed clearly its concern as well as its scrutiny. 

A Ron Swanson™ sentence meme.       ↳accepting               ↳ @dyysnomia

—————— ‘’normally if someones bein’ a clingy b i t c h- i just ignore them, then they get the point.’’ he snarled into his cigarette  with a slight G R I N-- ‘’ not that people ever get attached.’’

         A sidelong glance over one shoulder. Jesus, that might have been the saddest, neediest thing she’d ever heard-- except for maybe when people on occasion told her that they loved her. It was that last portion, the bit about no one ever getting attached, that gave him away. He wanted someone to get attached-- it was disappointment she heard in his tone. He was just waiting for someone to become attached to him, so that he could push them away and feel validated and thereby preserve his intense fear of intimacy. Was it some perverse form of masochism that caused other humans to seek out love despite intense fear of rejection and failure?? 

        God, it must be exhausting for people to have feelings. Joker was exhausted right now, and she wasn’t even the one experiencing them. How this man killed people for a living, she would never understand. Cold eyes narrow, a brief moment of consideration before reply. “Boo hoo, Jerry.” 

- - - rauls teeth dug into his tongue, his blue hues g l a r i n g into the other male, he hated when people accused him of LYING- even if he was who gave them the fucking right?  ‘’ seems like you already know the answer.’’ his lips sat in a g r i n pointed shoes tapping  ‘’but i suppose if what i did is a b i g dealing- then.’ his shoulders shrugged, ‘’ y e s - what you heard is correct.’’ his tone was matter of fact .