#iamlawandorder

[forgettheexcuses]

"I'm not sure how your taste buds work but almond butter tastes like blood. Full stop."

@iamlawandorder

“Uhm...is that a good thing or a bad thing? With your tone it’s kinda hard to tell...”

[forgettheexcuses]

@iamlawandorder

*thinks he’s being slick leaving it on your desk with a cup of tea and some chocolate*

Annas came back to his office, a stack of paperwork in hand and tired look on his face. The days seemed to be getting longer and longer, and he really just didn’t have the energy for it anymore it seemed. Only as he set the tiny tower on his desk did he notice what had been set there. For half a second there was surprise and annoyance that someone had left something non-work related on his desk at such a time, but it was quick to leave him as he put together what this little offering was. There was a small smile on his face now as he took the tea and brought the bath bomb up to his nose and gave it a curious sniff. It was subtle and sweet and maybe just a touch earthy, and for the first time that day he could feel his shoulders let go of some tension. Sitting back in his chair, tea in hand, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew he’d been overworking himself yet again, and as usual, Caiaphas couldn’t help but notice and had decided to “come to his rescue”. Annas shook his head, still grinning as opened his eyes. What a ridiculous image, but he’d be sure to thank him...after his tea.

[fatherforgive]

“ you don’t look so good ” (have some Caiaphas unwillingly being a dad forever always)

Concerned Meme

{CAIAPHAS AND JESUS TIMES!!!! This is what i need in my life <3. Also, hi, i hope you’re well :)}

A brief, ignorant moment stretched on for what seemed like a decade as the Galilean finished up with his thoughts, almost as though he was dotting it with a full-stop before even having any kind of recognition of Caiaphas before him. He should have been surprised by the presence, but wasn’t, too tired for that feeling, and he slowly found his eyes floating towards the standing man.

No one else was around, he noticed, which would make conversing with the man easier; his followers hadn’t really grasped that “enemy” was a foul shadow of a thought that shouldn’t be toyed with - ever. 

He made a weak gesture with his hand, offering a place for the high priest to sit, attempting a joke, with a delicate smile pressed to his weary features: “You don’t sound surprised.”

[forgettheexcuses]

*singing* "Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world..."

“Well, someone is in a musical mood,” Annas teased. “I do hope you don’t mind this turning into a duet.”

[tellmethatimsaved]

"Are you new around here? I haven't had any unpleasant run-ins with you yet."

"That's just because I've done nothing to warrant getting into trouble. I'm a good boy. Honest."

[forgettheexcuses]

"Why do you smell like a sexy cake?"

“I…Caiaphas, what on Earth are you talking about? I don’t even know what that’s supposed to smell like. Is cake suddenly attractive now? Did I do something? What does this cake smell like? Does sexy cake smell like sex or…? I have so many questions…”

[princeblackheart]

ツ

[forgettheexcuses]

"Don't you talk to me about grammar"

“I will talk to you about whatever I like, and right now your grammar is awful,” Annas replied. “You asked me to teach you some German, and that’s what I’m going to do. Part of learning languages is grammar, and I swear if you make one more ’Ich bin ein Berliner’ joke I am going to stuff a dictionary up your ass. Shall we continue?”