#too soon?

[cartoonscientist]

[instigatorjosten]

Neil: the mafia is after us

Seth: who the fuck is “us”? speak for yourself

Neil, at Seth’s funeral: the mafia is after me

[mwphisto]

“So like…” you pause for a moment, balancing your weight carefully on your flatten palm as you reach outwards. “…what’s with the two sets of ears?” You manage to connect with the deep burgundy fluff that rests atop his head.

“As if I have any control of that?” Amber eyes glare up at you over gold rimmed glasses, a large hand shooting up to swat your hand away as he tries to shuffle the papers he had been reading over. “So you were like… born with four?”

“I was not born with four ears.”

You retract before you push too far, letting your hand rest in your lap as you try and swallow your laughter. Being perched on Valko’s desk certainly had its advantages. One being that you could still study the peaks of his canine ears without invading his personal space… more than you are.

“So this happened after the Chronorift Catastrophe?” You mutter it offhandedly, mentally noting that undertones of rich purple seem to run through his burgundy hair…fur?

“Well aren’t you just the smartest cookie?” Each word drips with pure condescension as he sets his stack of paperwork down. You feel the blood surge up to your head, slightly embarrassed at uttering a question with such a profoundly obvious answer…

“Obviously this happened to me after the Chronorift Catastrophe, sweetheart.”

Is this… perhaps too soon… yes. After I just said I probably wasn’t going to write for him? Yes. Am I a hypocrite? Yes of course.

[fan-a-tink]

MY DREAM The Sandman | 2.11 "A Tale of Graceful Ends"

[jumpingpige0ns]

“Cmon Howds’ you’ll miss what’s important if you stay behind that counter…”

Important indeed….

[vampy-campy]

flint flirt game so criminal it ends you up in labour camp — black sails xxxvii

[reges-criniti]