Me Liking Starter Calls While My Headache Is Making My Brain Explode:

Me liking starter calls while my headache is making my brain explode:

The soft smile fell as he retreated back to last name basis despite...despite they still shared the same bed.

“I wouldn't have to do this if I wanted to causd harm. I thought you realized this by now.” no matter the effort, it wasn't only her pride nicked by such statement

“Why?” Cindy echoed with a sigh, gathering enough of the soft blankets to cover herself

“I'm damaged. I'm lonely. Figured out you might be too.” brutal honesty accompanied with curling further into herself

“You're handsome. For a criminal you have much more honor than the ones posing as heroes. I don't know how long I live, probably not for long. So why not?” she threw back the question with a knowing smile, her heart could give up on her almost anytime by now. Why not chase ghosts of intimacy in her last years?

For Killian, after sex " You know... Someday I will have to arrest you. But this is definitely not the day....nor the following day"

“ Or potentially the day after that...~ ” Killian murmured breathlessly towards the other “agent”, quirking his brows up at her with humor. Her moral ground and who she sided with was still unclear to him. On one hand, she hung out with the enemy (him) but on the other, she was associated with the HTUV. He did see that they’ve probably acknowledged each others’ differences and sides in exchange for intimate moments like this. Some doubt still stirred within him; he was a bit cautious about things like this. Lidded eyes watch Cindy as her chest rose and fell, trailing up her face and having an overall calm demeanor. He stayed in the bed for now, hands folded behind his head. “ Hm... Tell me, Flame. ” “ Why do you do this? We’re obviously on different sides... and I initially felt like you wanted to hang out this way to let my guard down, but... ” “ I know it’s more than that now, isn’t it? ”

@spirit-of-vengeance

     you’ve got stardust in your veins && a whole galaxy in your eyes

I literally don't understand, why is it hard to be a decent person? If doesn't even take effort. Being an ass and worming into people's life, mind is much more 'work'.

Well, it seems that your journey has ended. Very sorry about that. It-it was always going to end this way, of course. If it weren’t by me, it would’ve just been by some other, y’know, terrible thing, just–you could not imagine how terrible it would be-just-I get scared thinkin’ about it. Glad it’s not me. Reminds me of a-of a time I was speaking to my good friend Orville. We were–we were sitting on a park bench watching the pigeons. I was on the left; he was on the r–wait, was I on the right? Or left? Anyways, it doesn’t matter. We were sitting on there watching the pigeons. And uh, -II said to Orville, ‘Friend, those birds are frozen, and he kinda looked at me like I’d lost my mind, but I reminded him that it was winter, y’know, and often birds will sit in a tree until they freeze then-then they y’know they sort of fall to the ground ‘til the sun warms up a-and they can y’know move around again. So I said to Orville, ‘you might as well save those breadcrumbs until the birds thaw, ‘cause they can’t very well enjoy them in the condition they’re in.’ To which he asked what I meant, and asking what condition the crumbs should be in before he threw them to the birds–assuming that I meant the birds couldn’t enjoy the breadcrumbs in the condition that the crumbs were in, when in fact I had meant the birds could not enjoy them in the condition that the birds were in, considering that the birds were frozen. Y’know so he took a moment and then threw his last handful onto the ground. I said to him, ‘Orville, why did you just throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when I just told you they’re frozen?’ To which he responded, ‘the breadcrumbs are not frozen.’ Again, misunderstanding my words. I didn’t mean to say that the breadcrumbs were frozen, when I said, ‘I told you they’re frozen’, I’d been referring to the birds. Y’know, in hindsight what I should’ve said was–and this would make perfect sense, ‘Why did you throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when the birds are frozen?’ He misunderstood upon my correction, statin’ that he didn’t know what else to do with the breadcrumbs, and that perhaps, y’know, when the birds thawed, they’d still be able to eat the crumbs. So I-I said to Orville, I said and this is what I said to him, I said, ‘Orville, the birds may be dead

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Cindy's descriptions so far:

Cindy Villainfucker Flame

By @winters-club :

Cindy 'Hide yo Muses' Flame

Undercover cosmic horror, James Bond but a thousand times more terrifying