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@queenofthenight-evangeline
People never think they are.
Do not look so smug.
"For the zillionth time, contracts are not mine to break, no matter the sob story."
I'll give you one hell of a sob story if you keep it up, the demoness thought bitterly. It was as if her sole purpose here was to be at the beck and call of lessers. That was not how her job description went and Evangeline was about .02 seconds away from demonstrating that fact.
Since you’re such an animal lover, care to take this stray off my hands? It won’t leave me alone.
Oh I would love nothing more.
The little pooch doesn't happen to have a family, does it?
When will animals get that I don’t enjoy their company?
But animals are one of this world's few joys.
"Oh, that’s rich coming from you, Evie dear. Not singing with the choir this year?"
Sorry to disappoint, my schedule is simply far too busy. And I've been told I should steer clear of murdering the "cheer inducing" groups.
You’ll never know, Evangeline. And even if I tell you you’ll never be sure if I’m lying or not. Don’t insult me. I’m not cruel, only fascinated by change. Change for the better and I still will be fascinated.
I will not be changing for you.
I have a sibling in charge of everything, little demoness. You and your possessions are usually quite beneath our notice. There was a time you could be depended on for some amusement in my area, but lately it’s been so run of the mill. Perhaps this will give you some much needed fire.
Little demoness my ass
You cannot possibly be telling me that this is part of some grand scheme in the bigger cosmos. My irritation as a source of enjoyment for you? I hardly took you for Arthur.
There’s more likelihood of you being allowed to open a daycare than me opening a bar, but a girl can dream.
I’m just making it my mission to thin out the crowds. Maybe I’ll steal one of those bloody tour buses and play whack a bitch. Or I’ll start selling them, do you think I’d get much for hairy dwarves on the black market? It is nearly Christmas.
But I'm so good with children.
I don't think we're in the right town for there to be a large market for hairy dwarves as Christmas presents, but you can try.
"So I talk into Elsewhere this morning and I’m greeted with the horrendous view of a six feet tall Christmas tree."
"Someone’s gonna die for this."
Aw, not a fan of Christmas cheer, Artie?
Moira’s face flushed for a moment. She really hadn’t meant to. But she found a slight comfort in knowing something as puny as this little demoness felt comfortable confronting her. Not so monstrous after all. Maybe she thought Moira was in charge of Dalia’s perfect like babies, rather than the one who would decide exactly how everyone met their end, even her own kindred. Either that or Evangeline was very, very stupid. It demanded further investigation. “Perhaps it was meant to be destroyed. Did you contemplate that?”
Do not bring fate into this. I wasn't aware you had a sibling in charge of ruining ancient artifacts. Or do you also decide how my jewelry dies?
You could give me fifty souls.
Trust me, if the hellspawn in my district were anywhere near competent enough to spare fifty souls, I would have a much higher paygrade.
I do try, Eve.
Don't call me that
I hope your day ends up taking a turn for the better as well. Is there anything I might do to brighten it?
I can’t say I paid enough attention, but I don’t believe it’s been raining. I’m sure some of them are still there if you want to take home a new plaything.
You've made my day, Ira.
They can go home and write about that in their diaries! Is it too much to ask to be the only one around here with an unhealthy relationship with spirits?
Apparently it is. Perhaps the town is in need of more places to showcase said relationships.
Technically it does. But I am truly sorry. I’m sure it was a very nice…what is it?
You are an abstract deity, but apparently too far shoved up your own ass that you can't watch where you're going so as not to destroy a centuries old, irreplaceable piece of jewelry.
I think I saw a box of kittens left on the corner of a street some where.
Was it raining on them in their poor deteriorating cardboard box?
"It’s only a little mess. I’ll fix it."
Oh is it? This was an heirloom! Has no one taught you to watch where you were going? Or does being a Mernick entitle you to fucking everyone's lives?