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zxkecallen
“I’m not fucking doing this right now.” Zeke didn’t need to look up to know who it was, they’d known each other long enough for him to know his brother’s approach and when it might have once spurred on some fleetingly crude joke, now it only reminded him how exhausted he was. “Whatever it is it can wait until later, go fucking bother Devlin.” Though he’d much prefer that the man, once among his closest friends that had tried to kill him, simply left it at that; he was still bitter – mostly because Tripp had been right all along.
“And I’m not fucking doing anything.” It was the calmest tone Tripp had likely used in some time, especially given the hunts he’d forced himself on even when he was almost collapsing from pure exhaustion. He needed the separation a hunt provided from the town he was still taking residence in, despite the constant bad blood. “Don’t give a shit to bother that fuck. You and me got some shit to resolve.”
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devlinxclery:
”Both of you suck at this game. Who taught you idiots how to drink?” @trippxblais, @zxkecallen
“Who chose this fucking shit game?”
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ileanavasile:
“Perhaps you should do something to liven the place up then? Preferably not something that adds to the death count, though.”
“Nothing says liven up like a few dead bodies lying about.”
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delicaitlyn:
“Let’s not talk about murder today, maybe?”
“Got something against a little murder talk, do ya?”
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sebastian-talbot:
“Look, Tripp. I’m not in the mood for this this week. I asked nicely for you to please step down and leave the people in this town alone. My second warning, though I would rather not-” He didn’t like the use of violence. Words can resolve most anything usually. Not this one though, and he reached out a hand to grab Tripp by the throat. “speaks for itself.”
There was little care for what the original wanted, even when the hand wrapped around his throat. Despite his oxygen being threatened to be cut off, Tripp didn’t hesitate in allowing the grin to spread across his features. “Go ahead, squeeze tightly. Neither you or your family is going to stop me from doing what I want.”
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sebastian-talbot:
“I don’t intend on using violence for the sake of violence like some. I’m only asking that you perhaps stand down.”
“And here I thought only Chris was the high and mighty Talbot? Guess you decided to take his throne, huh? Thanks for the request, mate. I’ll put it with the rest of them, but I wouldn’t hold your breath, it’s a pretty large pile.”
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sebastian-talbot:
“Clearly. Do not make this a problem.”
“There’s already a problem, hence my earlier statement. Come on, then; you won’t be the first Talbot that’s wanted to brawl with me. I’ll even let you throw the first punch.”
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sebastian-talbot:
“It’s a good thing there isn’t, and you wont be changing that Mr. Blais.”
“And who’s going to stop me, you?”
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remixcarmikael:
“Well now I can fix that—”
“Surprised you haven’t already. Losing your touch, are we?”
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“Town’s pretty dull when there’s no murders to talk about, eh?”
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o-fee-lia:
“Hope you can hold your liqueur, if not you’ve just picked the worst seat in the house.”
“Worst part about it is that I’m sat next to you.”
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grahamxharper:
“That seat’s taken,” Graham said without looking up, even though the seat across from him was clearly open. “You should try by Thing 1 and Thing 2,” the warlock said unsympathetically. He glanced up only to tip his head back in the direction of what appeared to be the last empty seat in the crowded establishment. Right next to a table with two kids having meltdowns.
The words barely registered with Tripp as he took a seat regardless, leaning back as he peered across at the other man. “Nope, think I quite enjoy this one.”
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elizcbethdrake:
“I almost kissed you for that! Thanks for the save, bud.”
“Do, and I’ll cut your lips off.”
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christian-shaw:
“You should know, I’m new in town, so I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“You haven’t heard about the murders? Now that’s a shame, they’re the only thing worth mentioning around here.”
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razvasile:
“See — that’s the joke. No one’s here because I killed the bartender. And now, it’s free drinks on the house. You should thank me.”
“Great --- could you deal with the manager next?”
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