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snapshots from the selwyn album
the cousins
@edith-grace @icecreamalice @incendiareus
'Oi, did you open the curtains? Look at this text I got from that motherfucker across the way-Keep the curtains in my bedroom shut.'
He’s got a toothpick stuck between his teeth, as he cocks his head and looks across the street through the very open window. There’s a bit of a laugh as he sees the laser’s red beam diffract through the window and towards him. He slides the curtains shut slowly, before turning to her.
“Well- that’s a mite ominous. I could crash his party in two minutes, if that’s what you’re lookin’ to do.”
@notyouraveragesecretary liked for a starter!
Bang. Bang. Bang. Alone at the range wasn’t something new. JSOC and the CIA had meant many nights in nearly-empty spaces, and thousands of rounds without any company. He’d almost become preferential to it, by now.
It was likely this was why he was in the basement of the Vauxhall Cross building, firing into a paper target. Behind him, a large black duffel bag with a few weapons- a couple of rifles, and a handgun. Currently, he shouldered an AKM, all worn wood and stamped steel, each round thunderous as it exited the barrel. After emptying his magazine, Marcus cleared the weapon, laying it on the table and pulling his ear protection so that it rested around his neck.
Got a job for you, boss.
“What’s the work- wet, I’m hopin’?”
“ Darling, you have no idea what’s possible. “
“That ain’t fair- you can’t just be all cryptic ‘n shit like that.”
get the body you’ve always wanted. we know where it’s buried, and can lend you a shovel.
“Hey, uh... you’re talkin’ in your sleep ‘gain. Y’alright?”
❛ i make a mean cup of coffee. no i don’t , i make terrible coffee. ❜
“I’d take a bad cup’a coffee at this point, really. Ain’t too interested in tea and crumpets, or whatever.”
GIRL GANGS ARE THE NEW BOYS CLUB
for girls made of fierce spirit, relentless determination and something sharp in their smile: ailyn wilkes, anthea de la fuente and lucinda talkalot. in one world, they would be the DREAM TEAM.
“i dream nights and girls like tigers, claws and teeth on both.”
“look to your kingdoms— i am coming for them all.”
— elisabeth hewer, wishing for birds
merry christmas @ailvn and @antheaxdelafuente! i hope your days are full of blessings and i know this is a day late but i just !!! got so excited by that picture i sent you guys lmao. LOVE YOU AND YOUR KIDS LONG TIME XOXOX