#armymother

[beautyveined-a]

╰ ♕ ╮░▒  CLOSED STARTER. | @armymother.

💋💎┇ avoidance has been the number one goal these past two days. she’s done so by keeping herself busier than the norm would call for, trying to make certain she’s never alone with the older woman. because she can’t be rejected, humiliated, && heartbroken if they never get a chance to talk about what she did right ? she must have had a miniature fit of insanity to be bold, BRAVE enough to do what she did.

what she normally would have never done. but elanah had looked so pretty and ---- she’d kissed her, on the lips. in a fleeting moment of overwhelming emotion && bravery that immediately drained from her the very next second and sent her rushing away, awkwardly apologizing the whole time. if rhiannon’s feelings were solely based on physical attraction being potentially rejected would sting a lot less. it’s not as if she couldn’t find someone to fool around with if she wanted to. but it’s not just a physical attraction for her. which makes it ten times SCARIER.

she’s cleaning up the eating area, since everything else has been taken care of by all the other people here including herself. it probably doesn’t even really need to be CLEANED but again, she’s trying to avoid the leader of this group. the sound of a feminine voice with that adorable accent uttering her name however startles her && she yelps --- which is embarrassing because she’s been trying to give off more of a tough, bad ass vibe. ❛❛  elanah ! --- shit ! what do you want ? sorry i didn’t mean to say that like that. i just --- uh ... i’m almost done. ❜❜

[beautyveined-a]

╰ ♕ ╮░▒  CLOSED STARTER. | @armymother.

💋💎┇he wasn’t expecting it, nobody ever does. && rhiannon has naturally learned to use this to her advantage. wide green eyes are trained on the dark haired leader of this community, patiently awaiting her orders. the blade of a knife is poised over his neck, like A SNAKE ready to strike any second. she doesn’t kill unless to protect herself, protect elanah, or because the other woman has simply told her to. 

[cobblcr]

“~You tried, and that’s what matters, right?”

Two sets of lavish lashes would shift downward as his darkened irises gazed their attention upon the cobblestone beneath his heavy boots. && a hoarse rasp would overtake the dismay within the enforcer’s voice. His face drooped with disappointment and dispare. && his brows would arch together ;;

“ Yeah.. ”

His breath was that of a translucent fog in the nippy air as he breathed out his statement in a hopeless sigh.

“ I did try , really hard. It just sucks how things don’t always work out the way you wanted them to , you know? ”

&& he would brush his crimson and brocade sleeve againt the tip of his flushed nose. And finally , those dark brown irises met with the woman’s eyes. He looked absolutely pathetic with those puppy-like peepers of his.

“ I guess I just didn’t know what I was gettin myself into, man. Trying to make curry without the curry powder? I should have known that’d end in wasted resources. ”

[not-the-last-woman]

@armymother

Boots scuffled against the concrete floor as Rosita’s body collided with the woman’s, one hand immediately flying up to cover the startled yelp that nearly escaped the woman’s lips.

Darkness was her friend as Rosita used what momentum she still had left to shift the stranger into the wall, mouth pressed against her ear.

“Move and I will slice your tongue out,” she threatened lowly.

[poprccks]

@armymother   .    💀💩L

     ‘ lady. LADY. i am NOT one of them !! i’m talking !! they don’t talk. might look as tasty as the skin peeling off their crusty rear end, but i think their-- voice boxes-- i dunno. never died. never go-ing to die. not happening. not the point. i’m rambling. angry strangers don’t like that. forgot rule number one. ‘ hands are raised in surrender as he babbles on, eyes roll a tad at her hostile front. ‘ look, okay, that gun’s gonna get you no where. so just puuuut it down. and we can talk about this the nice and easy way, alright ?? ‘