Mar 16, 2024
Yorklina.
And a sketch comic (emphasis on sketch)
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Yorklina.
And a sketch comic (emphasis on sketch)
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"Don't lie to me. What's wrong?"
A frown.
“Nothing..Really, I’m ok, Cali. Promise..”
“Hey! Watch out!”
He’s running. Skidding down the hallway as if his life depended on it.
freelancer-agents-essemble
"... What are you doing?" She walked in on Wash attempting something... Dangerous. (Impromptu rping?)
He fucking leaps like two feet into the air as she spoke up.
The sharpie he had in his hand went flying and the young freelancer makes a rather comical attempt to catch it.
His hands are up, shushing Kansas instantly. The last thing he needs is for Maine to wake up.
Spitting teeth! [No regrets]
Put ‘Spitting Teeth’ in my askbox for my muses reaction to yours punching them in the face
He stumbled back, a hand reaching up to his face with a hiss of pain.
“Ok..What did I do to deserve that?“ He half-snapped, half-whined.
Fuck, he bit his tongue. That’s a lot of blood.
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"It's nothing personal."
Send me “It’s nothing personal.” for my muse’s reaction to yours aiming a gun at their head.
It hurts a lot more than he lets on.
In the back of his mind, he wants to be angry. But he can’t.
The freelancer finds himself smiling slightly despite the tears in his eyes.
“Good. Now, remember not to let your emotions get in the way. Do it.”
"It's nothing personal."
Send me “It’s nothing personal.” for my muse’s reaction to yours aiming a gun at their head.
He freezes.
Of course he freezes.
Wash stares at the female in front of him, eyes wide in confusion.
Not really shock. Just confusion.
Confusion and so much betrayal..
“C-…Connie?..Wh-..what are you..Doing?..“ He manages to ask. Somehow. It’s obvious what she’s doing. But he asks anyway.
Because surely it’s just a dream, right?
“You look so hot when you’re pissed at me.”
He just kinda squints at her. He’s too angry to actually comment on the words.