#streetxcat

[breathingliifearc]

&& TAXI DRIVER @streetxcat​​ "i don’t like my real name." 

  The confession falls a surprise on him. The glass on his hand nearly slips and if Tom weren’t so quick, the thing would have crashed down onto the floor and break into a million pieces. ❛ Come again? ❜ the bartender stutters, leaving everything on the counter and actually leaning, elbows on the surface, chin-hands honestly curious and unbelieving.      ❛ Your name is not Cat? I thought it was, but if it is not that then what’s your name? ❜ if she were to share such information with him though, she should know he would keep the secret if needed be. ❛ I won’t tell a soul, I promise. And well, I’ll keep calling you Cat since you don’t like your real one.  ❜

[charmerquilled-aa]

"i don't know feather or not we should make a plan or jus' wing it." she already knows he'd prefer the latter, but she had to make the puns.

 “I think I’ve made our decision here.” The Lhotlan HELD up his arm, beautiful FEATHERS creating a splayed arc that fell ever so gently , mimicking a wing FROZEN in flight within the sky. The answer was clear. and a smug grin followed.  

        “Toucan play at that game. ”

[xheartpages]

@streetxcat​ | x

“Perhaps...”

Although, being in a line of work where death followed her constantly, perhaps that wasn’t it either. But there was something about the pathetic state the girl was in; how she seemed to be much more run down compared to the last time that they had crossed paths had made Kaneko pause; made her want... to help. If only for this singular moment.

... Not that she would consider saying any of this out loud.

Fingers rested the other take-out containers down near her, walking away a couple of feet before letting herself fall into a half broken seat nearby; gripping onto her own container of food. Might as well do something with the impromptu company.

The assassin lifted a booted foot, letting it rest against the messy table, partially balancing herself dangerously on the chair she was in, opening it with a faintly concealed eagerness. “... Or maybe seeing you so pathetic made me feel bad. Even I’m capable of those emotions, too.”

An overshare? Perhaps. But Cat didn’t seem to be in any condition to do much about it anyway. She stuffed a mouthful of food in her mouth, jerking her chin towards the food in the center of the table. “-- Eat. Don’t waste my money.”

[soleiltm]

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❛ My self care begins and ends with mac ‘n’ cheese. ❜

[a-personifiedchaosx]

spiriitum : look at that-- you took a perfectly good dead boy and gave him anxiety

streetxcat : manny: not my fault the kid can’t speak moon why are all my guardians dumbasses :///

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I hate it here.

[spiriituma]

@streetxcat​ asked: “When you do bad things, you have something you can point to when people eventually leave you. It’s not you, you tell yourself. It’s that bad thing you did.” ( for trevor! )

Angsty Bojack Horseman Sentence Starters

“--YOU REALLY THINK SO?” He’s done a lot of bad, and not very much good. The nicest thing that he can even REMEMBER doing is rescuing the fox he now kept as a pet. Speaking of his fox, the little gray creature screams at Trevor from across the room until he stands and moves to PICK HER UP. Finally, Gris stops her crying, rolling over in Trevor’s arms to gaze upside-down at Cat.

The young man rubs the fox’s belly absent-mindedly. “Is that what you do?”

[vanderking]

❛ You might not be too sweet on me but like it or not the law were not gonna give you any second chances. ❜ They did not care whether she was a desperate teen, stealing to feed herself or even a fully-fledged killer, it was all the same to them. ❛ Whether you like it or not you and I are just the same. ❜ He informs, hands on his hips. ❛ They’d kill you just as they would an old dog like me. String you up. ❜ Dutch would often step in when he bare witness to a “kid”- as far as he was concerned- on the barracks ready to swing. 

He had shot the rope and rattled the crowd, amid the crossfire he had pulled her underneath the very platform she was to dangle from. ❛ Do you know how to shoot a gun? ❜ He asks, aiming one of his own out to shoot one of the lawmen gunning for them. ❛ Because I’m gonna need all the help I can get to get us outta here. ❜

/ @streetxcat​ ♚

[xmenageriie]

— @streetxcat​ / starter call

“You haven’t seen a little girl around here, have you? This tall, dark hair, has the cutest face. Oh, and she has a yellow and green headband in her hair.” His description was vague and more than likely wouldn’t help, but it was another ( slightly more important ) point that made Scott hurriedly tack on why he was searching for his daughter. “I didn’t lose her! We were playing, and she’s a really good hider. I’m not so good at finding, and I’ve been looking for fifteen minutes.”