#thesheepthatcriedwolf

[junkie-jesse-blog]

thesheepthatcriedwolf

    "You wanna stop that, yo? You're giving me a fucking headache."

Jesse's gums were shooting with pain, and he drilled his palm into them with a viscous groan.

[ourhands-ourtime-ourblood]

"Can we go now?"(Helen and whoever~?)

"Sure, when I’m in hell and you’re being asked to lick coal off of Satan’s hoof~"

     In other words, you are going nowhere with him in this life or the next.

                                    Shitty situation or not.

[shadowsiblings-blog]

Cant Stand The Rain----| Thesheepthatcriedwolf-Helen

      A soft mumble of midnight radio shows seeped from the cracked windows of the antique car. Rain fell onto the old roof making a hallow patter. Inside, a work worn Romulus mumbled along having heard this story before in previous late night work rituals. The only thing keeping him alert was the potential around him. Every shadow from the moonlight swayed in his presence, the darkness before his headlights scurried in resentment.

     A sense of power always filled him in these hours. But he wouldn’t let that over come him. he wouldn’t give that monster the chance.

     Ron came to a stop sign and let out a sigh, allowing umbrella wielding people to cross the street. His eyes skimmed the small group as they passed in front of his car. Other late nighters heading in, a haggard bar crawler, and a child.

                                    A child.

     He made a double take, eyes following as the girl crossed through his headlights. She was far to young to be out this late, and by herself. A hand searched for the window crank as he watched, rolling the window down halfway. He utilized the newspaper in the passenger seat beside him to stop some of the rain from coming in.

     "Aye, kid, Little late to be out for a walk don't you think?" Only then did he realized how strange he could seem. A middle aged man in sunglasses, late at night, raining, asking where a young girl should be from a dark car.

[wxnterhascome]

;; thesheepthatcriedwolf has been caught in the snow.

◢ ♕ — "Aren't you wandering around the city late. New York City isn't exactly kind to... what is the expression here? 'Night owls?' Especially not this side of town. Should you run home, little mundane?" Lumi knew the laws of Fabletown prevented her from revealing their existence, and although she very grudgingly complied while there on business, it didn't stop her from teasing the rules. It's not like the mundies would know their little nickname, anyways.

[poppedintowatch]

thesheepthatcriedwolf said: OMG YES I WANT THIS TOO PLEASE CAN WE?~

HELL YES WE CAN

[poppedintowatch]

(BITE ME!) Ryan smirks and randomly bites War's neck. RYAN maybe you should do that unless you're askin' for it~.

War was, for once, minding his own business. He was reading a book and behaving himself like decent person. Seriously, he was attempting to be a good little Horseman, he really was. But then Ryan had to go and bite his neck. Two things; the first was how the Hell did he not notice the younger man get close to him. That was a big no-no and something he would really have to fix. The second thing? His neck was sensitive and that bastard just did the one sure fire way, aside from sticking a hand down his pants, of getting him hot and bothered. Now, War was not going to say he moaned lewdly and nearly went limp, but… well, he did. He shot Ryan a very heated look, licking his lips slowly. “So… plan on finishing what you just started or…?”

[poppedintowatch]

✺ {HEHEHEHEHEHEHEH}

Send a ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours hitting mine out of anger

War rubbed where he had been hit, making a face as he nursed the offended area. Well, that would be bruising his poor meatsuit… And he was not entirely sure he deserved that. As cute as Ryan was when he was angry, War did not appreciate getting punched. “So, care to tell me what I did to deserve that?”