#aidan: threads.

[chaoscometh]

@ofmcthman​

“Quit being a little shit and just take it.” A huffed breath meant only for siblings was forced from between lips, shoving the black wrapped box toward his brother with both amusement and annoyance in his tone. “You’re the baddest bitch alive and you need no one, I know.” He continued, eyes rolling as deep rooted baritone floated right into a chuckle. “But it’s a gift and even satan enjoys those motherfuckers.” He added, with one final shove of the box toward Roman.

[crookedcrowns]

@decimcted​

He was not going to give Samael the satisfaction in his bullshit, he really wasn’t. He knew better than to add gasoline to the flame that was already licking at their feet, figuratively, but he was never entirely sure the literal sense wouldn’t follow like a lamb to slaughter. A finally turned around, a single pivot, broad shoulders flexing as he spoke with the accent, the one that seemed more ancient than specific, an offset of his age, naturally. “Are you fucking serious?” He asked finally, rhetorical question, trying to keep himself from laughing, bitterly, and mostly because it was utterly ridiculous - something he’d come to expect in this instance. “Two people are dead because you wanted a copy of the 1999 Tiger-fucking-beat, my guy?”