ᵗʰᵉʸ ᶜᵃˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ₛₗᵤₜ

SAVIOUR  OF  THE  BROKEN,  @antiheroes- :
            
            oh.   {  the  arch  of  mara's  brows  is  paired  with  a  look  nothing  short  of  amused,   scoffing  out  a  soft  laugh  at  the  attempt  the  younger  is  very  obviously  making.   it's  a  valiant  effort  that  she'd  most  definitely  believe  if  she  couldn't  hear  the  little  asshole  herself.  }    right.   so  the  little  asshole  ramblin'  away  about  "bitches  who  shut  him  out",   he's  just  in  my  head.    ( .. )    that  answers  that,   then.   he  ain't  pleased  with  you.
            
            *    i'm  all  ears !!   i'm  listening !!   i  promise !!

(  @livingdeaths-  )
            
            [  it's the first time ash's attention has been brought away from the shit-talking spirit to the stranger beside her. is she stupid ??   nevertheless, ash is never one to let her guard down on this. she'll let people think she's normal for as long as possible. ]    sorry, what the fuck are you talking about  ??
            
            /  no but they could be another duo !!  listen !!!

*    as  you  wish  boss !!

@livingdeaths-  /  IT'S ALWAYS TIME TO BRING BACK BETTY.

/  for so long  ( london )  (( is it time to unpack ash x so long, london bc,,, ))

(  @Iuxsolaris  )
            
            it's lucky you're cute, sunshine. you're aware of that, yeah ?   [  ash tilts her chin down to meet the light-oriented gaze of the younger. a smile ghosts over the corners of her mouth, subtle enough that only those who know how to look might pick up on it. she attempts to remain stern though, by narrowing her eyes. notably, she doesn't quite break away from the hug. ]   good. you better mean that. 'cause i'll find out if you break that. i have my resources. 
            
            /  they're so sisters actually !!!  literal sun and moon right here

sorry.   i   have   this   really   bad   habit   of   doing   that.   :')   it's   like   an   instinct,   y'know??   {   an   awkward   chuckle   soon   follows   cassie's   words,   but   she   almost   pulls   away   but   that's   until   she   felt   the   comforting   embrace   of   her   sister.  smiling   softly,   cassie's   arms   slightly   tighten   before   she   looks   up   at   ash.   }   i   won't   tell   a   soul.   scout's   honor.
            
            /  can't believe they invented sisterism  !!

(  @Iuxsolaris  )
            
            you—-  [  immediately, ash's body is stiff under the encompassing embrace from cassie. her arms are in the air, unsure on how to receive the hug. she's not and has never been a hugger, but. . .  ]     non, pas du tout.   [  it's the threat of cassie's internalising shame that makes ash soften. slowly, her arms come down to return the hug, an awkward hand giving the top of cassie's head two pats. ]    just this once. tell anyone and you can say goodbye to your tongue.
            
            /  i missed them an ungodly amount actually wow !!!

(  @extranamuerte  )
            
            i suppose you're right.  [  ash's lips quirk into an amused smirk. she even chuckles in the space of a breath. ]    that is much more of an eloquent and lingering insult.  ( .. )    jo  ??   i mean, yeah. they're  …  a feisty little tiger. i don't think he's worth any kind of attention at this point, insult-based or not.

BLOTTING  OUT  THE  SKY,   @antiheroes-  :
            
            i  prefer  going  for  insults  they  will  have  to  sit  upon.   i  learned  long  ago  that   ' fuck  off '    carries  a  far  lesser  energy  than    ' your  ancestors  have  certainly  turned  their  backs  on  you  if  this  is  the  wisdom  you  have  been  left  with '.     that  said,    ( that )   hijo  de  puta  deserves  to  be  dragged  through  the  muddy  pits  of  whatever  minds  such  as  jo  wheeler's  can  dream  up.

(  @extranamuerte  )
            
            i don't believe that, no offence.  ( .. )    but i have to agree with you.

(  @extranamuerte  )
            
            it's—-  /they're/ entirely inescapable.  [  ash blows out through her mouth, the puff of air pushing some of her hair back from her eyes. ]   i expected her to be terrified of you, not gonna lie. the most i get from dorothea is a glare or an occasional wave. we need to strengthen our off-putting auras.  [  the brunette folds her arms over her chest, glancing around. ]    betty, however, is completely and utterly relentless. i have to give her points for persistence.  ( .. )   she prefers betty.
            
            /  absolutely LOATHE them  ( if anyone else dares to dim their glitter, scary girl wrath ensues. )

BLOTTING  OUT  THE  SKY,   @antiheroes-  :
            
            every  corner  i  turn.    {  the  lamenting  is  paired  with  a  sharp  roll  of  eyes  that  looks  unnatural  on  the  expressionless  girl,   barely  resisting  a  shake  of  the  head.   }     dorothea  has  decided  to  become  the  sparkling  shadow  of  my  least  enjoyable  nightmares.    ( .. )     speaking  of  glitter,   i  believe  bethany  has  left  evidence  of  her  presence  around  you.    my  condolences.
            
            *   they  HATE  their  sparkly  girl  societal  menaces  ( no  one  else  can,   though.    obviously )

(  @extranamuerte  )
            
            i'm convinced it's the glitter effect.   :/   annoying, and you find little dustings of it everywhere you go until the end of time. they enjoy getting attached.
            
            /  our sparkly girl societal menaces and our scary girl societal menaces  <33

(  @miseriaes  )       shame. you'd look like an idiot with an eye patch.  ( .. )   the paint didn't even go anywhere near your fucking eye.
            
            /  my fav law-challenging menaces  <33

(  @blameplays-  )
            
            told you. this is why i don't bother more often than not.  ( .. )    i might have a better idea, if you wanna blow this place off.

(  @blameplays-  )
            
            [  ash looks up from her notebook at the familiar affection tossed in her direction. her eyebrow raises curiously, and her book is shut much faster than it used to be. betty manages to earn her attention quicker than anyone else. ]     what're you trying to sweet talk me for this time, love  ?
            
            /  only she gets away with it  <333