#defectiveanarchy

[blueheartedmayor]

@defectiveanarchy​, long ago, had enabled me to doodle in work. It was completely done... But something happened that prevented me from uploading it at the time, and then I forgot. ._.;

(Okay give me credit. I even drew A.nti xD)

[deliciousfear]

                  "Such a little fella’, for holding so much darkness.”

@defectiveanarchy​ // closed.

[powcrhour]

               STARTER CALL   //   @defectiveanarchy​    STARTER FROM: AMOUR

             ❝ You come to this bar often? ❞      Amour giggles cheekily as she notices the stranger next to her. To be fair, she used ironically, having heard it used towards herself before in the context of a serious pickup line, it was funny for her to use it first for once. Maybe she was just drunk though, having been there a few hours already.

[sacrifys]

the bar was empty, spare the possessed girl, who hummed along to whatever song was playing from the radio as she wiped off the remaining damp shot glasses. alice was the only one working right now, the cook had left not that long ago, and she was grateful to not have to deal with anyone else.

it was nearing closing when the door chimed, letting her know that a customer had entered the building. alice peered over the counter, briefly catching their eye and giving them a forced smile before turning to put the last of the glasses away.

“sit wherever you like,” she calls, stretching up on her tip toes to place the glasses in the top cabinet behind the bar. “and i’ll be over to help ya in just a moment.”

for @defectiveanarchy.

[stardustend-archive]

          it isn’t exactly every day that viktor finds himself with the urge to discuss certain things. especially when those things just happen to be feelings. of course he’s not one to deny such feelings, but he’s also become quite accustomed to brushing them off. but, there’s no brushing it off this time. and in fact, even through the rush of fucking someone’s brains out he’s still left with the thoughts in his head. sweaty and still a little out of breath ( he isn’t as young and spry as he once was ) he sits up, pressing his back against the headboard of his bed.

“ if i start talking to you again are you going to interrupt and change the subject? ”

               @defectiveanarchy   /   didn’t ask for this but gets it anyway c:

[rosetintedgunman]

@defectiveanarchy - because Wilf insisted

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Wilford - who was currently sprawled out on a chair in a ‘totally dead’ manner - lifted his head up at the question, and replied in a completely calm, serious voice:

“Gimme a sec.”

At that, he gave another overly dramatic wailed of death and flopped his head back. There. Now he’s dead.

[wwarfstache]

"Ah, I've MISSED th't additude, that FIRE!” Wil hums happily, mostly too himself, “..... honestly, I have no idea, what even happened I just got back from... anywho.”

@defectiveanarchy // continued.

[alxnetxgether-moved]

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Trevor rolled his eyes. " Well as ypu clearly stated you arent like me, and I want - no, need to know whay you are! " he demanded.

" And as for brooding, I'd be shocked if you found someone in this house in a good mood. "