Apr 9, 2017
“ parenting is not for sissies, you have to sacrifice things and grow up. “
independent original characters, emily vasilly and tomas petrov, members of the russian mafia and young parents, written by daisy and jaimee respectively.
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“ parenting is not for sissies, you have to sacrifice things and grow up. “
independent original characters, emily vasilly and tomas petrov, members of the russian mafia and young parents, written by daisy and jaimee respectively.
* @volatileson !
“ please, leave me alone. “ emily’s words are measured though they are thick with emotion and tears. her mother was looking after alex for the day, so that she might surprise tomas with lunch but.. she got the surprise. em wipes at her eyes, “ i mean it, get away from me. “ her eyes refuse to look at him and instead she stares at her feet - but the moment he gets a little too close, her hands fly out, slapping at his chest while her voice raises to a little bit of a yell, “ fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! get away! --- did i mean anything to you? did you ever actually love me? is alex just some.. some guilt baby? did you just pity me?! “ she’s screaming now and she knows it, but is too overwhelmed to quieten down ( her breaths are becoming short and hitched ). emily hits his chest once more for luck, “ do not touch me. don’t you dare. “
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THIS IS E VERYTHING
a thing for my boo <3
“The dog looked so lonely.. So I took it home.”
* a little too drunk !
“ you should… you should take that dog back. “ em had been complaining about how much she wanted one but.. she couldn’t stand the mental image of some kids waking up one morning, running into the garden but finding their beloved spot gone, “ tom. seriousl – what the.. how much have you drunk? give the dog to me and drink some water. “ her eyes roll — one hand resting ontop of her ever-growing bump, the other held out for the lead, “ now! “ — @volatileson.
* @volatileson .
“ you can take him home, if you’d like. “ emily murmurs quietly as she peeks around the doorframe ( recently, she’d been sitting in her room while her mother sat with tomas and alex, not wanting to see him ), “ for a night - or, maybe two. “