Forest Cryptid

[fucklliv]

Always.

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Tony: Well, Peter, I have to say, I'm really disappointed.

Peter: Well, you didn't HAVE to say it. You could've just thought it.

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Gwyn: Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.

Rhys: Are you okay???

Gwyn: Azriel just stole my fries!

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Nesta: Gwyn! Emerie! The guys wanted me to inform the both of you that they have challenged us to a water fight.

Emerie: Oooooooh. We haven’t done that in a while.

Nesta: Yes, they will perish beneath us. We will drive them to the ground! WE WILL-

Emerie: Ok-ay. Gwyn, you coming?

Gwyn: Give me a sec. The water is almost finished boiling.

Nesta:

Emerie:

Azriel, who listened to it all from the shadows on the corner of the room: THE FUCKING WHAT?!

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Venom: I forget but I don't forgive.

Venom: I go around eating people as revenge and I have no idea why.

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Azriel: *dramatically watches the rainfall through the window, lit cigarette in hand with a melancholy look on his face* We were born alone and we're going to die alone.

Rhys: For god's sake, Az. Gwyn left three minutes ago to get a book from the library.

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Stephen: Peter's been oddly quiet today.

Tony: Enjoy it while it lasts.

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Laurie Strode: I've got a sixth sense. It's called paranoia.

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Elain, handing Lucien a rose: For you!

Lucien, too flustered to know what to do with himself: You're beautiful! *taps Elain's head with the rose*

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Azriel, handing Gwyn a cup of hot coffee: Blow.

Gwyn: *shrugs and gets on her knees*

Azriel: THE COFFEE, GWYNETH! GWYN–

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Nesta: You have a crush on Azriel, don't you?

Gwyn: I never said that. You may have heard it. I may have thought it. It may be true. But I never said it.

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Cassian: Self care is actually getting in fights with randoms in dark alleys.

Rhys: No. Self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it or taking a nice warm nap, and stuff like that, basically.

Azriel: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. Self care is the fear in your enemies' eyes.

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Michael, to Laurie: You only hate me because I've tried to kill you multiple times and will continue to. Get over yourself.

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Azriel: I think I’m coming down with something, I’ve been feeling nauseous lately.

Cassian: Maybe you’re pregnant.

Azriel:

Cassian:

Azriel: I don’t know who’s the bigger idiot right now. You, because you suggested it, or me, because I just had a heart attack.

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Cassian: How do I make this date romantic?

Azriel: Try being mysterious.

*later*

Nesta: So where are we going?

Cassian: None of your fucking business.

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Strange: I once quoted a vine in front of Peter.

Strange: No one will ever believe him and now he lives in fear of my supposed knowledge of the internet.

Strange: It’s delightful.

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Cassian: I'm a confident illyrian. Nobody can bring me down.

[ten minutes later]

Cassian, crying: Az, Nesta called me a bitch boy!