#revulnance

[bxtonpxss]

@revulnance liked for a one-liner!

"What are you reading?"

[the27percent]

@revulnance

[x]

"Just asking. I see you're getting there."

Although it wasn't likely that Disgust would accept their help, Atieno did feel a bit of a habit to at least offer it. She didn't have to accept it - which .. she didn't. Not terribly surprising when Disgust was often insistent on doing much on her own terms.

"No, you didn't miss much - just the sky starting to get even darker. It should be a little bit before the viewing really starts."

[aslyfcx]

@revulnance || continued from here

That...is actually a fair point. Nick then lifts his sunglasses up a bit, "I have to admit, I agree with ya there." He responded with a polite tone. "About the whole...easier to frown than faking a smile. Sorry if my wording came off rude."

[wendyfulmother]

@revulnance liked for a starter!

"Oh my goodness, I absolutely adore your dress!" Wendy cooed, clasping her hands together happily, teal hues gleaming. "It's simply beautiful!"

[spxcemuses]

@revulnance | x.

His focus is now away from the headlines, his expression one of amusement from her over dramatic yet fitting reaction. It would have made his day more if she was on the verge of puking, he thought, but he figured it likely wouldn’t happen. Anger can’t help but give a subtle nod of agreement, knowing that both of them had common ground in having Riley’s interests in mind. Well, all of the emotions did, but they felt like they went beyond just protecting Riley.

" Exactly, as we should! Nothing but the best for Riley. Don’t even get me started on when Mom tried to make mushroom risotto that one time! It was so mushy and unappetizing. "

[spxcemuses]

@revulnance asked: "It's okay. Hey, hey… look at me. They're gone." {For Anger!}

[ HEROIC INTERVENTION. ] | Always Accepting

Thank you for the ask! Please ask me before continuing it into a thread.

His hands are balled up into tight fists, posture tense and his breath coming in short, heavy pants. Anger was ready to chase down a couple of mind workers away when Disgust stopped him from doing so. They were so lucky they ran away and were done making renovations for the day. His eyes remain fixed on the lingering construction they abandoned before he gives an irritated shout - a noise that indicated he was calming down, if only slightly. Right now he was practically seeing red, not aware of how Disgust was trying to help him.

“ They better be gone! This is the third time this week those imbeciles have come in! Don’t they know that it’s our turf, not theirs?! I didn’t mind it the first time for repairs, but they’re gonna make the console or something a mess if we don’t stop them! ”

[starfaite]

@revulnance | cont .

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇  of  pure  relief  at  the  other's  words  .    ❛ 𝐎𝐡  ,  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤  𝐲𝐨𝐮  ..  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐢'𝐦  𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧  𝐛𝐮𝐭  --  𝐢𝐭'𝐬  𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐦𝐞  .  𝐌𝐲  𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬  𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝  𝐭𝐨  𝐝𝐫𝐲  𝐮𝐩  𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲  𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐡𝐨𝐭  𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐢  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝  𝐢𝐭  𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  --  𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥,  𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞  𝐦𝐞  𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥  𝐛𝐚𝐝  .  ❜   Keeping  up  a  decent  social  image  around  humans  was  exhausting  ,    but  ...    it's  what  she  felt  like  she  had  to  do  in  order  to  attempt  to  fit  in  ?  Kinda  ?

[spxcemuses]

@revulnance | x.

Anger grumbles, tossing his blanket off of him and begrudgingly following her behind in nothing but his heart-patterned boxers. He was tempted to go back to sleep, given his desire to rest after today, but he had a hunch that something was brewing in that mind of hers. His brows furrow in momentary confusion when they reach the manual section, but before he had time to ask about her ‘plans’, he froze in place at the gift upon his head. Thankfully he was too tired to be angry right now, otherwise it would have burnt to a crisp.

" Wait, what is- this? "

The question dies in his throat as he sees her walk away from him, somewhat surprised. This was…unexpected, he didn’t expect her of all people to give him a gift, especially with how they bickered at times. Anger looks back down to the gift and opens it, seeing the custom-made ties inside.

" Huh. That’s nice of her… "

He mutters to himself, running his fingers over the fabric of one of them - a Fourth of July one - and admiring the quality. These were some good ties. Even though Disgust had left for him to process the gift, he wanted to know more about them and possibly what to get her in return if he felt like it. He looks around the main room of Headquarters for her, quickly finding her and running up to her.

" Hold on a minute! Where did you get these from? Did you make these yourself? These… these are some quality ties. "