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[lumenari-moved]

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thank you guys so much!!! you’re too sweet. 💜💜💜 came back to this and figured I’d put it in one post so I don’t spam. 😊

[shcrpwits]

( ( Billy the Kid; closed starter - to @welleft ) ) sc

With an arm resting against the back of his chair, he grinned as he looked up at the other man.

“It seems like I won, mister,” voice full of pride, “fair and square, don’t you think?”

It appeared like luck was in his favor. He was able to win against all of the men he was faced with tonight. He knew he was good at monte, having years of experience with the card game, but he did have moments where he lost more than he won.

He hasn’t talked much to the man he was playing against, the guy was more of a mystery to him than anything. He held out his hand to him, still having his other arm, his elbow to be exact, against the back of his chair.

“Name’s William Antrim.”

[goretales]

@welleft​ asked :  HAPPY DAY OF YOUR BIRTH! re : ROBIN’S BIRTHDAY , accepting , duh .

“ why THANK YOU , cowboy ! have a drink with me , will you ? ”

[goretales]

@welleft​ asked :  “Just get out. Get out and leave me alone.” re : angst starters , not accepting .

there’s a note in his voice — something acidic and out of tune , something she recognizes far too well . the sound of bitterness , looming heavily inside a heart , so thick and overwhelming it could crush one’s lungs . yet it’s frightening , too : she knows its hunger and its anger as well , so she keeps her distance , standing a few safe feet away from his turned back , unsure — yet feeling every vibration of sorrow in his words .“ i’ll go ” , she concedes at last , hands buried in the pocket of her jeans , head hanging low , like a child , like she’s lost all her confidence . “ but you — you got my number if you need , you know , anything ” . turning to the door , robin sighs and lingers for a second . “ i’m sorry , doc ” .

[bountyeye]

  @welleft​: 14. an almost kiss

They were a few drinks in and in the midst of some WILD story the the other had to tell. Who would’ve thought that such a friendship could’ve been struck up by mending a old CROCODILE TOOTH? Quint can’t complain--- he most certainly enjoys the company Doc offers. He could, in truth, listen to him for hours. Doc had tales to tell. Good ones at that. Not to mention his intelligence was just as intriguing. Never a dull moment.

He and Doc were seated somewhere nearer the back of the saloon, side by side. Sharing a bottle Quint had insisted on buying for the two of them. The alcohol was already starting to take affect on the bounty hunter--- making him GIDDY as a boy and ROSY in the cheeks. It wasn’t till they were mere inches from each other that he realized just how close they’d gotten. Blue hues settled on the others. Something familiar in lingering gaze. Breath HOT against his face. The scent of the liquor strong enough on his tongue to get him drunk off of alone. Lips all but grazed against each other. Yet, Quint pulled away in that LAST SECOND. Reeled back himself. Giggling ( embarrassed? ), he pushed himself up, “I’ve, ah--- gotta take a piss. I’ll... I’ll be right back.”

[goretales]

Robin is so pretty.

i !! kno w !! right ??? UNBELIEVABLE , unacceptable that someone so dickish inside could be this adorable !!!!! thank u 

[lumenari-moved]

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"I got one question. How does all that Hell & Damnation fit into... that." Motions to all of Lucifer.

   It wasn’t the first time someone commented on her height, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, either. This humanoid body she had created was proportionally accurate to her old CELESTIAL body, but shrunken down to human-size, putting her at one meter and fifty-seven centimeters, which in her opinion was a normal height. No, she wasn’t towering over anybody, but that was a CHEAP fear-tactic, anyway.

      “I made it myself,” she decided to respond. “So naturally, I made sure it would fit. A normal human body can’t withstand me, it would rot and crumble.”

[bountyeye]

@welleft​​: “how about i get you a drink and you tell me about yourself?”             

It was quite obvious the offer took the bounty hunter aback. Hunched over on the bar with a warm, piss tasting beer in hand, lips agape staring up at the man. Blue hues shifted to the opposite side of him. Just in case there was someone else. Not another soul was laid up against the bar like himself but still he had to ASK, thumb jabbing himself in the chest as he stood upright, “ME?”

“Ah--- I wouldn’t mind a BETTER tasting drink. Or a little company.” Finger scratched idly at a stubbed cheek in thought, “Ain’t all that interesting though, I’m afraid.”