#dont get me wrong lamb doesn’t WANT to die but they understand the possibility is very real

[jellynotbees]

Thinking of siren Narinder again and him later in the au despite caring for Lamb having to fight his instincts to get to a point where he trusts himself to not hurt them. He at that point perceives himself as a monster more than Lamb does and it really shows at times

Like aside from the fear of potentially acting on instinct and hurting then before he can think (he IS a predator after all), he also is venomous and could easily accidentally poison them. He has sharp spines and claws that are meant to rip and tear, not hold. He is designed to kill, not care, which is why he is TERRIFIED.

Meanwhile lamb is pushing the boundaries a little more than they should be. Sitting JUST out of reach of the edge of the water, walking the line between danger and safety, just trying to get what little companionship they can in their situation. Despite everything, they don’t hate Narinder. They actually like him and enjoy his company but still remain reasonably cautious. At a certain point it becomes less fear and more acceptance, him wanting them dead is just a fact of life they accept.

Essentially Narinder is terrified of hurting Lamb but Lamb fully expects him to should they fall into the water and accepts that.

[moistmailman]

House Wife AU part 5

*Halloween Night*

Pyrrha, wearing a cowboy costume: *handing out candy* Oh my goodness, what are you supposed to be, sweetie?

Little boy, happily: I’m an astwonaut!

Pyrrha, giggling: Well you have to be the cutest little astronaut ever. Here you go. *puts candy in bag.

Boy's parents: What do you say to the nice lady?

Little boy: Thank you, nice lady.

Pyrrha, smiling sweetly: You’re welcome, sweetie. Have a happy Halloween! *shuts door and yells towards her stairs* Hey kids! Are you guys almost ready for trick or treating?

Troy’s voice, from up stairs: Yeah hold on! Almost done!

Pyrrha: Please hurry! Uncle Roman and Mercury should be here any minute no—

*Door bell rings*

Pyrrha, grabbing bowl of candy: Ope, more trick or treaters. *opens door* Happy Halloween!

Roman, chuckling: Oooh, we get candy too?

Mercury: And here I thought this holiday was only for kids.

Pyrrha, chuckling: Oh, it’s you two. I’m sorry. I thought you guys were trick or treaters. Please, come in. The kids are getting ready.

Mercury, walking in: So, are the kiddos excited to go trick or treating?

Pyrrha, smiling: They sure are. They been waiting all year for this. They were too excited to go to sleep last night actually. They were too busy talking about how much candy they were going to get. It was adorable.

Roman, smiling: Yeah, I'm sure it was. So, where’s Cindie?

Pyrrha, frowning: Hmm? She should be around here somewhere. Where is she? Hey sweetheart, come here! Roman and Mercury are here!

Cinder’s voice, sighing in the other room: Hold on! Just....give a minute.

Mercury, raising an eyebrow: What’s wrong with her?

Pyrrha, smiling: Oh nothing. Our kids’ picked our costumes and she’s....she’s not the biggest fan of hers.

Roman: Oh really? How bad is it?

Pyrrha: It’s not even bad. She’s just being a little grump. Cinder, sweetheart, are you coming?

Cinder’s voice, approaching: Yeah, hold on! I’m on my way.

*Suddenly Cinder grudgingly walks through the door with a Bo Peep costume on, including the pink polkadotted dress, hat, and even cane*

Cinder, scowling:...........

Roman/Mercury:........*snorts laughter*

Cinder, glaring: You shut your god damn mouths!

Mercury, laughing: Nice costume. Where's your other toy friends?

Cinder, gritting her teeth: Shut up.

Roman, laughing: Are you trying out a new look or something? It really suits you.

Cinder: I swear to God I will fucking shove my foo—

Pyrrha: Hey, language. Just calm down and ignore them, okay? Besides, I think you look really cute in that costume anyway. *kisses her* You're my cute Bo Peep.

Cinder, sighing: Where are the kids?

Pyrrha, smiling: They should be coming down. *Yells towards the stairs* Hey kids! Come down, uncle Roman and Mercury are here!

*Loud footsteps are heard*

Achilles’s voice: COMING!

*Achilles and Troy excitedly run down stairs in sheep costumes*

Pyrrha, cooing: Aww, look how precious you two look. You’re my two little precious lambs. *kisses their heads*

Mercury: So, I see there’s a theme going on.

Pyrrha, smiling: Yeah, they just saw toy story last week and loved it. So they picked our costumes and we picked theirs. *Cooing* And I'm honestly so happy I picked these costumes, but they are absolutely adorable, I swear. Whose mommy's little lambs? *Kisses their heads a bunch againi

Achilles: Mooom! You're embarrassing us!

Pyrrha, punching Achilles cheek: Oh nonsense. There's nothing embarrassing about a mother's love. Now scoot together so I can't take some pictures.

*Pyrrha snaps a bunch of pictures of her kids, while slightly getting teary eyed and mumbling about her "precious lambs"*

Roman, crouching down: So are you kiddos ready for trick or treating?

Achilles, jumping: Heck yeah I am!

Troy, shaming with excitement: I can’t wait! We are going to get so much candy!

Mercury: You got that right! We marked all the rich people’s house that give the best candy out! So your bags are going to be packed!

Achilles: Yes! I can’t wait!

Troy: Lets Go!

Cinder: Hold on, guys. Let me have a word with your 'uncles' real quick. Comm’ere for a minute, you two.

Mercury, sighing: Oh great.

Roman, sighing: Just give us a minute kids. This won’t take long.

*Cinder escorts Mercury and Roman to the living room privately*

Cinder, deadly serious: I just want to tell you guys that if you lose our kids, or if ANYTHING happens to them, I’ll kill you both.

Roman, rolling his eyes: Yeah Yeah, I know.

Cinder: I’m serious. I will kill you both with no hesitation at all. No matter how far you run, and where you hide, I will find and slaughter you both like the dogs you are.

Mercury, groaning: We know already. You literally tell us this each time we baby sit them at all.

Cinder, growling: And I mean it each and everytime too. Don’t let them out of your sights, or so help me god I’ll—

Roman, rolling his eyes: Kill us, we got it. Can we go now?

Cinder: Yeah. Get out of here. And don’t make me regret letting you do this.

Roman, smiling: Right. See you around, farmer’s daughter.

Cinder: Dont you fucking call me th—

Roman, leaving with the kids: Let’s go guys. Say bye bye to your mommies.

Troy/Achilles, waving: Bye bye!

Pyrrha, smiling and waving: Goodbye, we love you! Have fun and be safe!

Roman, waving: We will. See you later.

Pyrrha, smiling: Well the kids are gone now. So you know what that means we can do finally~

Cinder, smiling: Oh most definitely.

Pyrrha: Time to watch a bunch of bad horror movies!

Cinder, chuckling: Yep! Ill make the popcorn! Let's go!

*hours later*

Roman, walking down the street: Man, I can’t believe that Cindie doesn’t fully trust us with the kiddos yet.

Mercury: I know right. I mean, we’re great babysitters.

Roman: We’re the best! And we’re doing this for free too! She should be greatful!

Mercury: She really should! But no, she thinks we're nothing but idiots.

Roman: Tell me about it. We're not that dumb. We are actually very two smart men!

Mercury: You can say that again! Plus the kids love us! Don’t you guys?

Achilles/Troy:.........

Mercury, concerned: Hey, are you kiddos alright? Wait, did you guys change bags or something? *crouches down* What’s goin—.......

Roman, worries: What? What’s wrong? *crouches down* Do they have candy on their mouths or som— *gasps* O-oh my god.

*Roman looks and sees two confused kids wearing identical sheep costumes, but being completely two different kids, both of them being cat faunuses*

Roman, panicking: Oh my fucking god!

Mercury, panicking: Please tell me I’m going insane! Please tell me that I don’t see two cat ears on them right now! Tell me anything but—

Roman, nearly crying: Jesus Christ, we somehow mixed up kids! We got the wrong ones!

Mercury, voice cracking: Anything BUT that!

Roman: Oh my god! This can't be happening?! We just accidentally committed two kidnappings! How is this even possible?! How did we manage to do this?! The chances of this happening is comically and astronomically low! Oh fuck!! This is so stupid, even for us! Oh my god! This doesn't happen to normal people! This is like some three stooges level of stupidity! Cinder's going to kill is!

Mercury: Stop jumping to conclusion man! We might not die! Look, maybe....just maybe, Cinder might not notice if we show up with these two instead. L-like, we could dye her hair red and boom, it's essentially Achilles and Troy! That's possible, right?

Roman: NO, YOU DAMN IDIOT! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! DID YOU SUDDENLY GROW SHIT FOR BRAINS OR SOMETHING?! FOR GOD SAKE, ONE OF THEM IS A GIRL! A GIRL WITH CAT EARS! HOW THE HELL ARE WE GOING TO CONVINCE THEIR PARENTS THAT THEYRE ACHILLES AND TROY?! AND WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO WITH THESE TWO KIDS RIGHT HERE?!

Mercury: I DONT KNOW BUT STOP YELLING AT ME, IM GRASPING FOR STRAWS! I'M DESPERATE!

Roman: OH MY GOD! SHE’S GOING GO KILL US!!! SHE’S ACTUALLY GOING GO KILL US! WE’RE DEAD! WE’RE SO DEAD! OH CHRIST, WE NEED TO MOVE AWAY, FAR AWAY TO A PLACE WHERE SHE CANT FIND US! CHANGE IDENTITIES AND LOOKS! ROMAN AND MERCURY NO LONGER EXIST ANYMORE! WE’RE NOW GRAY AND YURI! GROW A MUSTACHE WHILE I GROW A GOATEE OR SOMETHING, I DONT FUCKING KNOW–

Mercury: GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF, MAN! WE GOTTA CALM DOWN! WE CANT JUST GIVE UP HOPE RIGHT AWAY! HOPE IS ALL WE GOT! LOOK, WE JUST GOTTA FIND THESE KIDS’ PARENT AND THEN WE’RE FIND OUR KIDS! OKAY?! ALL IS NOT LOST!

Roman: YOURE RIGHT! ALL WE GOTTA DO IS FIND THEM AND WE ARENT DEAD! YOU'RE BRILLIANT!

Mercury: Okay, uhm....Heya kiddos, uhm.....do you think you guys can show us to your house? You have any idea where you live?

One of the kids: *nods quietly*

Mercury: Yes yes yes yes! We aren’t going to die! We are going to survive! Okay, let’s go!

*meanwhile*

Pyrrha, eating popcorn: I honestly don’t understand why everyone in these horror movies are so dumb. Like, does common sense don't exist in these worlds?

Cinder, chuckling: How else are they supposed to die in these easily avoidable ways for our amusement?

Pyrrha, giggling: Yeah, I guess you’re right. But couldn't they just make the killer smarter?

Cinder: Yeah, but then they would have to put effort into the writing.

Pyrrha: *snorts*

*Phone rings in the kitchen*

Cinder, standing: I'll get it.

Pyrrha: Can you make some more popcorn while you’re at it?

Cinder, smiling: Yeah, hold on.

*Cinder walks into the kitchen and answer their phone*

Cinder: Hello?........Yang? Yang who? Oh wait, you’re one of Pyrrha’s friends, right?....oh, okay. How can I help you?........wait, slow down. You're talking to fast.......what do you mean your wife’s going to kill you if she finds out. What’s going on?......uh no, why would we have your kids?......a mix up? What mix up?.......why do you have Troy and Achil— OH MY GOD, I’M GOING TO KILL THEM!!!

[siinrvse]

⌠ HALSTON SAGE, 21, CIS-FEMALE, SHE/HER ⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, ROISIN ‘RO’ WALSH! according to their records, they’re a SECOND year, specializing in KNIFE FIGHTING SKILLS, SWORD TRAINING, PRECISION SHOOTING, FIREARMS & SWAT TRAINING + LINGUISTICS, CULTURE, & ASSIMILATION ; and they DID NOT go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of (looking picture perfect in the face of turmoil, dark smiles covered with red lipstick, a laugh that shakes to your core). when it’s the (scorpio)’s birthday on 11/20/1997, they always request ROAST LAMB from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation. ⌿ courtney, 22, she/her, aedt ⍀

wow hi first of all i am sO EXCITED TO BE HERE YALL DONT UNDERSTAND i’ve legit only ever seen one other gallagher series rp on tumblr way back in 2012??? i think??? anD THIS shit is my jaM I love this series sm!!!! im fangirling!!! so hard!!! ah!!! so hi yes i am courtney, im 22, from australia and this is my sullen & grumpy trash-child roisin!! Do Not touch the hair 

these are little things about her !! 

her main form of communication is eye-rolling and over-exaggerated sighing 

she be little, but fierce 

h o n e s t l y sometimes she thinks it will kill her to smile 

first impressions are everything 

is so ride or die for her best friends amelia & cairo t b h honestly she would sell her own soul just for them 

spending most of her life in the spotlight, she’s kinda just using this time to??? blend into the background??? well as much as she can, anyway, but this gurl also loves to speak her mind 

her wardobe is very.... dark. she loves anything dark, anything black or grey - l o v e s it. however, back in her home town, in ireland, she would only be seen in bright, colourful outfits, so she has a few picked out in all the clothes she brought with her - just in case. 

is not one for romance, tried her hand in a few relationships (possible??? plot there maybe who knows???) but thinks there is just something wrong with her

is incredibly honest. 

might break ur heart??? but she’s cute so its ok 

sarcasm is her native tongue 

witty and sharp but v quiet 

doesnt really speak unless spoken to??? a habit she’s trying to break

evEN MORE THINGS ABOUT HER 

Roisin Walsh - but god forbid, just call her Ro, was born on a crisp Novembers evening, in a little town tucked away in Northern Ireland, to two loving, but strict parents who doted on Ro and spoiled her with everything she ever wanted, with conditions. Roisin asked for everything that she could, just because she could, just because her parents would do anything just to please her, as long as she kept quiet and behind the scenes while her father rose ahead. She was the centre of their world; little Roisin, their little rose, their precious pearl. Her father was a local politician with lots of money, so the Walsh’s were always picture perfect. Never a hair out of place, always graceful - something Roisin carries with her to this day. She was on a pedestal to be looked at, admired, adored over; but never to be touched. Ro was always at arms length, away from everybody - even if she was standing right next to you. Speak when spoken to, conceal all true feelings. That is something Ro also carries with her.

Some would call her cold or emotionally distant, but for Ro, she was never shown how to properly convey her emotions in a healthy manner. Instead, she was taught to conceal, keep a bright, empty smile with rehearsed lines such as it’s such a pleasure to be here, my father is doing great work, I believe in him - all words with no meaning to them. Whenever something drastic happens, or she doesn’t know how to handle the situation, Ro ‘switches’ off until she calms down, usually by pacing the grounds or throwing herself into any sort of training.

School came easily to her - but not easily enough. Her grades were incredible, the learning material was easy so she gave herself extra subjects to study, extra assignments to do, but while she was good, there always seemed to be someone better. Coming second was not a pleasant feeling for her, so her high school nights were spent mostly studying extensively. Ro had to be the best.

Even still, she graduated with honours, and while the small northern ireland town was growing too small for her liking, Ro stayed longer than she should have. It was out of habit - this was her domain, this was where she was a celebrity and everybody knew her. There was a yearning for something else - something more than the life that had been created for her.

The Gallagher Academy was her saving grace, secretly. They found her and without a second look back at the town she had grown up in, Ro packed all her belongings and left without a trace. All her parents are aware of is that she’s at some fancy Ivy league school in America, doing her family proud.

She has two other siblings, one a few years younger than her, the other one only a few years old. Family had never really meant anything to her until the Gallagher Academy, she’s slowly learning the important relationships of family.

AES: an empty laugh that makes you question your entire existence, crushing hopes with realistic expectations, always looking picture perfect in the face of turmoil, bright eyes hidden behind over-sized sunglasses, paying without looking at the bill, 

She’s quiet but not innocent, and when she speaks, it’s usually worth listening to. She will crack jokes at the right time, but also keeps everyone at arms length. There is no horrible backstory to how Roisin is the way she is - perhaps, maybe, a little emotionally stunted, and people have a tendency to rub her the wrong way so she comes off harsh. But she’d do anything for her best friends.

when she gets heated, Ro does have a mean streak - it flares up in her, as a result of her inability to properly navigate her emotions - but with a little help she is learning to control it properly.

Out of her friends, she is considered the dark and gloomy one - mostly due to her quiet demeanour with her incredibly honest outlook.  

annd that’s all for now, folks???? i guess??? i dont know just love her (love me)