“no it is you who is the unfortunate one being a part of such a wretched family. I pity you for being born.”

“well, try as we might? can’t really chose our families.” a pause. “nor who we end up with. i just thought you’d be used to it. my mistake.”

“Or what? Shall you spank me for not listening and being
 a naughty boy? You are taking care of it, and that’s that!

                       His hands were resting on his hips now, clearly just as stubborn in his stance as the other was.

“I told you to do it, thus you will do it.”

“Actually, I believe I’ll have to decline that offer,” he said, arms
folding across their chest. “I won’t do anything to you, but you’ll
have to find someone else for this… little clean up.” 

 “Understand?”

She leans in, meeting his tall gaze. Amused expression withers into something somewhat of a pensive state. She opens her lips to speak, thinks on it, then closes her lips before taking a step back. “Do you eat?”

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Ky thought the question would have been something important. Like, if she wanted him to do something, or about what he liked to wear. At least those questions he would have gave an honest response to, but for this? Oh, he was going to have a slight amount of fun. 

He leaned forward, licked his lips, and then spoke in a low tone; completely serious. “I could eat you.” As for what that meant… it was completely up for debate.

However, around ten to twenty seconds later, he couldn’t help the shit-eating grin that formed across his face as he was just about to burst out laughing. Though, he managed to contain himself. For the moment at least.

mysticmastered:

[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: I blame YOU. You’re responsible for your own actions.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: Just as your father was for his, just as your grandfather was too. You are what you make of yourself.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: You really want to do better? Or is this all a ruse?
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: Okay lesson number one in not being a hellish dick: people aren’t insignificant.

[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: Are we really getting into this?
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: People are.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: End of story.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: What next? Going to make me actually talk to those lesser creatures? 
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: Unbelievable

    the clock was always ticking down to when he’d get in trouble again. sometimes, he could stay out of it for weeks, but rarely it was that long. a reason to why he was digging into information again – anything about his past. so, a simple job like breaking into a very specific safe-deposit box wasn’t exactly a big deal in his mind. 

    all he had to do was stay until after the place closed, find the specific area, and then retrieve what was rightfully his. it sounded simple – or rather, it did sound simple hours ago, but now he’d been caught, and while he wasn’t in the mood to fight… that didn’t mean he wouldn’t. not when everything was so close to being in his grasp. truth be told… he could taste it, but then again… he’d had the same feeling before and been vasty disappointed.

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        “to be quite fair,” he said bluntly, hand sliding into the back pockets of his jeans, “I didn’t think you’d show up this quickly – in the area?”

// @wallcravvler 

“What the fuck are you?!” apparently babs enjoys profanity from time to time.

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of course she saw a glimpse; not everything, but just a small taste of his true form. a very small flash; something that most people would have just thought as a hallucination or something akin to it. like a shadow out of the corner of someone’s eye, but this time around it was longer than just a few seconds, and now? he’d have to do some sort of clean up.
      “language,” he said, making sure to say that before anything else. “do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

diversiformheros:

“Okay I was totally joking when I said I was going to hell but now it really feels like I’m going to end up there with you causing me more trouble.”

@hellfirebound

“to be quite fair? if people would stay out of my way – specifically you -, i do believe there wouldn’t be trouble, but here we are.” he gave a shrug. “i guess you could say… you need to deal with it.”