@invictah replied ; can i hold his fuzzy hand ?? 👀
❝ ........ ❞
❝ You might. ❞
He is just going to clutch Ezra’s hand―; Real tight.
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@invictah replied ; can i hold his fuzzy hand ?? 👀
❝ ........ ❞
❝ You might. ❞
He is just going to clutch Ezra’s hand―; Real tight.
@keiseiensei replied ; undoes ALL his buttons then just walks off
well, well- If that isn’t assassin- why was it that when he caught the very rare glimpse of her silhouette, she seemed to vanish in thin air the very next second? this was already an incredibly rare occurence, and the few times he’s se―
Plick-
plick ... plick ... plick-
Wait, wait― what?
( .... )
❝ What th― ❞ Oh no, too late Saito! But hold on a damn second!! what the hell did just happen!? ❝ Oi!! Aren’t you at least going to attempt to explain any of this !??? ❞ What was even the point of all of this out of nowhere!? why!? he doesn’t even know her !! at all!!
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Billy watched Steve carefully as he took another hit, to make up for the one he hadn’t quite finished earlier. He eventually slid his bong between those long, wiggly fingers.
“What about those… Those little shits. That one kid, Dirty.”
"It's Dustin, you fuck. But... yeah, I mean. They'd miss me."
Steve snatched the bong as soon as he could get his fingers around it, sitting up from his slouch in the same motion. He took his hit, silently priding himself on coughing just slightly less than Billy had.
"But I mean, in the grand scheme of things. I'm insignificant. We're all insignificant. If I died--" and there had been a few near-death experiences already-- the cause of one who just so happened to be sitting here smoking pot in his room. Oh, how times changed. "--it wouldn't really effect anything. Nothing would happen."
“-- Eight O’Clock.” On the dot; and there he was, standing at their front doorway with a baby monitor and handful of carefully gathered colorful weeds. Hell, he’d even donned a fresh button up for the occasion, taking stride into their newfound home as a man with a plan. “Correct me if I’m wrong but that was the arranged time, no?” Taking place behind his wife, hands settled on her hips as he brushed nose along her temple. “Unless of course you changed your mind..in which case the roaring fire outside would go entirely to waste. “
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@mollythepathologist (continued)
It was soooo easy to give her a big ol’ grin. Followed it up with a idiotic laugh and he fumbled around in his back pocket to pull out his wallet, full of small bills and a few crumpled receipts. All for show, every bit of it and Jim hated that he was actually having fun playing a bumbling idiot.
“Um-- two coffees please,” muttered kindly to the attendant and he did the gentlemanly thing of taking both of their cups along on his tray to the small table where the cream and sugar waited. “How d’ya take it?” He poured himself a fair amount of cream and shook open three sugar packets.
“I find it awfully bitter, canteen coffee, anymore than three and I’ll be up for three days.” Oddly enough that part was true, the cream and three sugars was also how Jim often fixed his own coffee when on his own. No need to suffer during playtime, after all.
@repudiated-heir (continued)
Whilst Andromeda knew her parents and relatives were prejudiced she didn't think it was right for others to make judgement calls about Bellatrix without proof. Her eyes narrowed dangerously. "Watch your tongue, McKinnon.That's another serious accusation you've made against my sister. She may be biased, but she never did anything."
“Or wha’. Andie?” Marlene scoffed, a low huff that killed the budding laugh in her throat. She liked Andromeda, she was one of the good ones, but she still turned a blind eye to the hatred that burned bright in her sisters souls. “Ye gonna curse me? Have one of yer Slytherin pure bloods shove me off tha stairs as well?” She’d never, Marlene knew that, she knew Andromeda wasn’t like the others and still she said it anyway.
“I seen it. Hufflepuff. Third year. She was only tryin’ ta get ta class, Andromeda, how far does it have’ta go before ya open yer eyes?”
|| @trxplehelix pushed 💓
“That .... is a pretty big flame, bro.
---- What did you put in there?”