#ghostlysorrows

[loveisaviolence2]

❝   i apologize- i didn’t mean to interrupt...   ❞   a shamelessly appreciative blue gaze wanders over him as he turns to look at her, chest bare. 

@ghostlysorrows.

[loveisaviolence2]

  ❛    so ...  we’re not killing him ?    ❜       //       @ghostlysorrows.

[stcrmdoors]

@ghostlysorrows ; baby

she’d tested pepper spray out before but even so, airiana wasn’t entirely sure how comfortable she was with a stream of hot sauce being the only thing between her and the asshole who stole her car. this might be dangerous and stupid, but stupid and dangerous weren’t exactly things that were new to airiana’s play book anyways.

“HEY!!!” her foot lands against the side of the car with a loud slam. probably shouldn’t have just put a fresh dent in her own car but she was feeling jumpy. “get the fuck out of my car.” she growls lowly, pepper spray aimed only a few inches from his face through the open window.

[stcrmdoors]

@ghostlysorrows                                             

                                                                                         “        hey, careful       ”  EVERY HOME HAS ITS CHARM. on the outside, the mccool’s home looks like any other run down shit show in brownsville; weeds creep too far out into an over grown lawn and there’s a layer of dirt that’s been fermenting on the white shingles for years now that rain alone is not enough to make it budge. on the inside, bullets mingle with black and red checkers at the bottom of the toy box. and the scent of decomposing rodents mix into the draft over by the door. the silverware is mixed in with anything that’s grey or metalic looking, like paper clips or grey crayons because zeke says that everything should be organized by color because that’s what they do at school. that drawer is located two drawers down to the left of the sink. the dish washer has been broken for months now but they haven’t taken care of the dirty dishes in there yet and some of them are starting to cultivate a vibrant variety of molds. it’s good that way though because jenn likes to keep her personal stash of pills in the detergent compartment. who’s gonna go looking for uppers in a broken dishwasher anyways. but hey, EVERY HOME HAS ITS SECRETS.

“ watch your step. ” jennifer lifts one foot over a pig sized lump that looks no different than a pile of laundry left over by the front door. the only thing keeping him from fading into the messes of the house is a little boy’s hand peeking out from the edge of a blanket, clinging to its tattered threads. “zeke sleeps anywhere s’long as he has his blanket.” she murmurs, tone no louder than a whisper.

[loveisaviolence2]

❛   i suppose they sent you to lurk around  &  watch me ?  ——  & here i thought damon and i were close to making real progress.   ❜

@ghostlysorrows​.

[fatedtoendurearchived-blog]

  ❛   logan, this is serious.   ❜

@ghostlysorrows.

[loveisaviolence2]

❝ ———i’ve got a signal jammer. pretty handy, keeps anyone from pinning us down. and —— ❞ a gesture towards the computer, screen revealing a grid and a tiny little glowing dot labelled CAPTAIN AMERICA.  ❝ even better, i can control where the little bastard says you are. like right now, your tracker reads that you’re in the movie theater on 6th seeing MY LITTLE PONY 2. with any luck, they’ll drop you as an agent soon as that comes through & we’ll have one less problem on our hands. ❞ girl likes her gadgets. and even better, outnerding nerd.  ( @ghostlysorrows​. ) 

[lingeringscars]

@ghostlysorrows

“maybe your dog impregnated my dog!” yes, he knows that’s not how it works. yes, he is flustered by his pretty, aggressive neighbor.