I… don’t even know what the f*ck I’m feeling right now.
Seein’ how as that I’m “safe” now, or at the very least safe from… exploding, I’ll explain the situation.
For the past week I was convinced I had a bomb strapped to my neck. And I was convinced that only way out was to kill quite possibly the only decent Elite in the city, if not one of the small handful of people I actually f*cking trust.
I should be arrested and rotting away in the Tartarus right now for what I pulled, but I’m not and I’m grateful like ya have no idea.
I’m angry that this happened at all. Angry that the bomb was a f*cking fake the entire time, and yet relieved because of it at the same time.
I’m angry at everything.
But at the same time, I feel… happy that I’m alive.
Happy.
Like I said, I don’t even know…
I… Can’t even think ‘ight now, still processing everything. Gonna swing by the cafe and tell Lady it’s safe to come home now.
Why would Lady be here? She never comes to the cafe. Wouldn’t she be at home with you?
Wait… what?
Lady isn’t here. I haven’t seen her in weeks. *shrugs* Clara, have you seen her?
Nope~! I thought I saw a dog that looked like her in the slums but the fur was too short. She’s probably around somewhere~
I… don’t even know what the f*ck I’m feeling right now.
Seein’ how as that I’m “safe” now, or at the very least safe from… exploding, I’ll explain the situation.
For the past week I was convinced I had a bomb strapped to my neck. And I was convinced that only way out was to kill quite possibly the only decent Elite in the city, if not one of the small handful of people I actually f*cking trust.
I should be arrested and rotting away in the Tartarus right now for what I pulled, but I’m not and I’m grateful like ya have no idea.
I’m angry that this happened at all. Angry that the bomb was a f*cking fake the entire time, and yet relieved because of it at the same time.
I’m angry at everything.
But at the same time, I feel… happy that I’m alive.
Happy.
Like I said, I don’t even know…
I… Can’t even think ‘ight now, still processing everything. Gonna swing by the cafe and tell Lady it’s safe to come home now.
Why would Lady be here? She never comes to the cafe. Wouldn’t she be at home with you?
blindmanwalking asked: Sorry that I wasn't able to get you anything this year, Ant, but I do have a present from Price for you. I'm guessing he was too embarrassed to give it to you himself, but here it is. He even did his own wrapping, aren't you flattered?
Hmm? A present for me?
Oooh~! I wanna see~!!!
And thank you, Maitho.
The only reason I did not attend prom was because I was busy working and being a provider. Instead of you who gets to just walk about and play in your little garden or go running about with Aidric all day.But fine, if that’s the way you want it, we’ll just ask Hector who he considers to be his real mom. *smirks* And he comes in to talk to me far more than he does you. I mean, how many times has he knocked on -your- door in the middle of the night looking for a place to sleep?
B-besides! There’s no guarantee that Aidric and I will have kids! I’m not even sure he knows how to -do- that kind of thing and I am the wrong person to teach him.
Well, I could always teach him for you, but that’s not putting you in any better of a position, is it?
And what kind of mother puts work before her child? You can provide for him while still making time for you two to spend together. As for me, I’ve actually found an excellent way to earn my own income, and I enjoy my work as much as you do, if not more, I’m sure.
Also, Aidric felt delicious in that suit. Just thought I should tell you since, you know, you weren’t there.
The kind that actually wants to be able to feed and clothe and take care of said kid. Besides, I always make time for Hector. You barely know him! Like I said, he never goes to you when he has trouble. He comes to me. You just hear about it second-hand.
Besides…*smirks* Who do you think helped him put -on- that suit, hmm? I’ll give you a hint. It was me.
When did that happen? I’m sure I’d remember being kicked in the crotch.
Different Val. Valente Rodriguez. He’s one of the delivery boys that drops off Ant’s ingredients. He creeps on her and the waitresses a lot so she got fed up with it.
As unusual as it might be, Hector, I’m afraid it’s true.But good for you on getting out there and being social. Your mother here is very proud of you, son.
Excuse you. -I- am Hector’s mother figure. Don’t make me fight you for it, Maitho. I fight dirty.
It’s true! She kicked Val in the cajones the other day!!
Seeing as how I’m not planning on ever using mine for their intended purpose, bring it on.
After all, I didn’t see Ant going to Prom to see that Hector and Anya had the most perfect night ever. Not to mention the fact that you and Aidric will have the luxury of having actual children (a boy and a girl, in that order, I’m sure), and then your own grandchildren.
So let me have this, you selfish woman.
The only reason I did not attend prom was because I was busy working and being a provider. Instead of you who gets to just walk about and play in your little garden or go running about with Aidric all day.
But fine, if that’s the way you want it, we’ll just ask Hector who he considers to be his real mom. *smirks* And he comes in to talk to me far more than he does you. I mean, how many times has he knocked on -your- door in the middle of the night looking for a place to sleep?
B-besides! There’s no guarantee that Aidric and I will have kids! I’m not even sure he knows how to -do- that kind of thing and I am the wrong person to teach him.
psdo:
I have no idea who this man isI have been informed that his name is Gustav Morstad. Damn.I just have to put him on my blog because I’ve got a huge thing for freckled gingers. Mff.
Hmmmghfhg yes good he has returned from the dark recesses of tumblr <3
Fuck its like young Walter Kovacks.
I’m in love.
Good face structure, ginger hair, supspenders AND boots? Someone package this guy up for me please. ;-;
Walter Kovacks
Walter
K O V A C K S
I found Price.
I FOUND PRICE.
……o-oh….
Ooooh~~!
Oof… my head…
…what happened and why does my mouth taste like an ashtray?
Oh good, you’re back to normal…..I missed you.
So did I~!
Sexual Frustration Saturday/ Sexual Sunday
Try to sexually frustrate my character(s), or ask them intimate questions. Sexy magic anons are also welcome
Blind Man Walking: Send me one of these: →
Hello: And I will write our characters’ first ever meeting.
Kiss: My character will kiss yours.
Comfort: My character will hug yours.
Date: I will write an account of what would happen if our characters went on a date.
Truth: My character will tell you what they think…
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