#dxspereaux​

[bruisedconscience]

Teddy made his way over to his office door at 10pm sharp after the knock. Already unlocked, he opened the door. 

“H—” Didi shoved him back into his apartment, clearly trying to knock him over, and she would have, except he caught himself against the shallow table set beside his client sofa, knocking over the lamp he had there. The fixture tumbled off the desk and onto the floor, the bulb breaking and sending the room into starker shadows, with now only the one floor lamp and dim “kitchenette” lights left to illuminate the space. 

@dxspereaux​ 

[alxnetxgether-moved]

@dxspereaux​ asked: “ I can’t find it in myself to want to lie. “ // from Zeynep to Trevor!

“That’s okay. You don't have to. I prefer the truth anyway.” If there was one thing Trevor hated, it was feeling like he was being lied to. So knowing Zeynep wanted to be completely honest was nice. “Just tell me what’s going on, no matter what it is. I can handle it.”

[parvamundiarc]

          Rose stares blankly, for just a brief bit of time, before that stare turns into a scowl and her fingers curl into a fist. “Do I need to take out both his kneecaps? I can do it. I have many, many heavy wrenches and such. Just let me know.”

@dxspereaux​ got Rose for liking this | accepting!

[romancemoving]

✨❝f*ck you and your stupid fucking car.❞ 🌙 remington & vi.

✨ @dxspereaux​: ( x )

So you want me to die huh? You want me to die? You're threatening my life?? I'm calling my lawyer!!

❝Yes, I want you to die. I think you’re an annoying dick, your beard is stupid, and you make me feel like I’m constantly battling severe IBS. Every conversation with you feels like I need to schedule a colonoscopy. Yeah, Dipshit McFuckwheel the III. I want you dead.❞ He ashed his little blunt right on the hood of Remi’s car and then took a seat right there beside his mess, legs crossed. Virote hated passing by these corny, sterile business-oriented buildings just to visit his own father. But, it was something he had to do. Even at the expense of encountering Remi.

Even at the expense of not murdering Remi there in the parking. In any other universe, Virote would’ve already ripped his spine out, Mortal Kombat ‘ FINISH HIM! ’ style.

❝You’re telling me you have all this money, but you can’t find the cure for your chocolate allergy? That’s sad, huh? Kind of immature of you, too. You’re weak enough to die like that? Someone’s gonna assassinate you with a smoothie, one day. One square of super dark in that thing and you’re done. Your funeral’s gonna suck. Kind of like a colonoscopy, actually.❞

[seekesotsibteadmist]

@dxspereaux [x] - using different editor so just moving so i can keep cutting things.

He’s been called a lot of things; Peeping Tom. Pervert. Degenerate. Et cetera, et cetera— it didn’t change the fact that Lawrence still owned a rather lucrative security tech company and had far too much access to public and private surveillance systems. “Obvious, huh?” He shrugs. “I just don’t believe in being dishonest.” Sure he did, just not when it suited him. “You know, I think we got off on the wrong foot here, why don’t we start over?” Lawrence’s hand snatches out to grab hold of Saima’s jaw, tugging it closer. “I’m Lawrence Valdis...and if you keep mouthin’ off to me, I’m gonna r i p your eyes out of their sockets.”

Saima remains quiet, sure.. okay let's allow the idea of him not wanting to be dishonest. That was almost certainly a lie but that was besides the point.

When the cretin snatches their jaw, Saima immediately tenses up as their eyes taking on a haunting coldness. If he wanted to look at their eyes so damn much.. well what he was going to see, experience next wasn't going to be too nice.

They didn't want to resort to this but it's become very clear that they have no choice. He had no sense of boundaries - the kind of work he clearly did wouldn't demand as such. So, they allow him the 'courtesy' of him forcing them just close enough - just close enough for them to know exactly what they are going to do next.

"....Okay. As you wish."

That the only words that they say before using their arms to shove him off of them with a force that he did not, or chose not to foresee. Being shoved off Saima at that velocity had to do something to the body especially if Lawrence collided with something else on his way to stopping once more. Which... was very likely to be honest.

The force that they had used was sudden, drastic and utterly inhuman in nature leaving them idly wonder how he would respond to that. Probably call his guards or something with that.

Then again, they weren't going to stick around to find out. That they knew for sure. Ah if only doing worse wouldn't make this more of a scene than it already was. Annoying.

These were eyes that he could not take, would not take no matter his demands. The arrogance of such people always did fill them with such disgust.

[cracknoir]

@dxspereaux​

“Heard you from ‘bout hundred yards off. You ain’t as slick as you think you are, partner.” 

[ofgentleresolve-a]

@dxspereaux​ sent in: ❛ if they say anything mean, i will beat their asses. ❜ // from Kidd to Mana! he is just a kid but he'll flip em like pancakes! || if you say you’ve never had a fanfiction phase you’re lying ( ft. bad fanfiction starters ) || still ( and always ) accepting!

She knows how she comes off to people. Whereas Calum would call her brilliant, careful, and genuine, she can't say the rest share his opinion. And they're not afraid to voice that among themselves. It's been like that since her college days and seems to have CARRIED over to this stage in her life. She's used to it, the stares, whispers, and rumors swirling around her, dislike never outright stated, never flung in her face.

Which is why it's touching, even if it's a kid wanting to defend her. Daniel, for all the wonderful things he was, never outright defended her when the whispers came to his ears. Calum was never privy to these conversations. Eyes softening, she brushes a hand over his shoulder in thanks. "I appreciate the SENTIMENT. Although I might suggest if you want to fight someone, you take it outside. Wouldn't want to have to report you."

[bruisedconscience]

You're dripping like a saturated sunrise You're spilling like an overflowing sink You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece And now you're tearing through the pages and the ink

me: i think i can draw sam rockwell p good at this point  larry: what was that?  me: i said i think i can draw u. like, i’ve been practicing a lot and i think--  larry: fuck you. fuck your mom. fuck your house. i’m gonna make you draw peter fucking cushing-- 

@dxspereaux​

[alxnetxgether-moved]

@heartxshaped-bruises asked: 📓📓

OC meme: still accepting

@dxspereaux : Zenyep

All of Dex's characters are fun but Zenyep manages to be adorable in an definitely an all powerful witch kinda way. I love her so much.

@demonstigma: Kage

Weird character. I never know what he's going to do or say. He keeps me on my toes. Love the little trash demon.

[doomtorious]

@dxspereaux​

     “Fool! Doom does as he pleases!” 

[romancemoved]

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✨ @seekesotsibteadmist ft. @dxspereaux mr. dude. meme. still accepting!

❝Okay, okay... Let's talk about Doyle. Heehee. We’re not dating, but... Anyway.❞

Doyle Ulysses Donnelly was the one. An ideal. Tall, an absurd amount of chest hair, lived in a trailer, a little weird, and inclined to live a life of crime that put him in jail at least fifteen thousand times. ❝When I came to America, he was my only friend. So, you know, we grew up together. I always had such a crush on him... I still do. But, like, I don’t think he likes me like that. Sure, we hold hands and I kiss him goodnight and we took each other to prom. And, slow danced real close and shit. Sure, I kissed his cheek before I left post-graduation. Doesn’t mean anything. We’re just best friends! I don’t know why people keep saying we’re a couple. I don’t think Doyle is interested in me in that way. Was never pretty like the girls in high school that passed him notes.❞

Imagine being this stupid. ❝I toy with the idea of asking him out on a date... But, I dunno. I'd rather be asked. I don't think it'll ever happen, though. I'm actually surprised he hasn't gotten married, by now. Then again, I’m also unmarried. Doyle’s always been so sweet to me, like... His personal problems aside. He is a troublemaker. I hope the person he falls in love with treasures him, ‘cause I think he’s... Dreamy. I wonder who he has his eye on. He said he has his eye on a flower. He calls me a flower, sometimes. But, I don’t think that means much of anything? He just has colorful language.❞ Really! Imagine being this stupid.

[dcsperados-a]

SEBASTIAN & DIDI.

@dxspereaux:

Bash has a more level head than her. Most of the time. It’s something she admires and wishes would rub off on her sometimes...but Didi also wouldn't change a thing about herself. Not even the quick temper. Or the near homicidal tendencies.

“Bash, I'm sorry, just— could you hold on a second, just—Yeah, I hear you yelling from across the street!” Bash was attempting to keep the peace but Didi wasn’t having it. She’s heard one catcall too many... and she’s literally with her husband! He's right here next to her! Fuck!

And Didi does understand that assault and battery is a crime but she should get a free pass for this. “Mhmm, saying all the things you'd do to me, yeah—” She's stalking across the street with Bash hot on her heels. “Don't you got somewhere to go?” Oh, she's already taking off her heel and holding the sharp end of it at the stranger menacingly. Someone’s getting stabbed with a Jimmy Choo tonight.

He’s calmer when he’s with her. Somehow, this very tiny, very angry woman has managed to curb his explosive temper. The scabs on his knuckles have long since healed over, and now, when he looks down at his hands, the first thing he sees is a plain gold wedding band. Bash still smiles every time that happens. 

Coming out of the restaurant, he’s got an arm slung round her shoulders. They’re talking. His hand tightens around the top of her arm when he hears the yelling from across the street, but he tries his best to ignore them and draw Didi back into the conversation. But she’s practically vibrating with rage now, mutters getting louder and louder till she’s yelling back at the man, slipping out from under his arm, stumbling halfway across the road as she fights to get her shoe off her foot ready. 

Bash follows her at a run, catching hold of her wrist before she can commit murder with the pointy end of her shoe. The man leers at her over Bash’s arm and says something crude, and he feels the familiar boil of rage start to bubble over in his mind. He grits his teeth, gripping Didi a little too tight for his own sake now. But blowing out a long breath, he forces himself to relax his fingers, letting go of the urge to launch himself at the stranger and start hitting. 

“Let’s go home,” he says instead, displaying what he thinks is an impressive amount of restraint. “Come on.” Tugging at her arm. “He’s not worth it, babe.” Reminding himself as well, that nothing, nothing, is worth losing Didi over. He doesn’t want to back to the place he was before he met her.

[soypeor]

@dxspereaux​​ | Quinton & Freida

                  “  Hey ,    beautiful  --  you seen a racoon run through here ?  “       Was this necessary information in catching the little critter ?    No .    He knew very well that his set up depended on cages or the animals relocating themselves when he patched up their entrances to the homes he worked on .       But was he going to let the opportunity of talking to a pretty girl pass ?      Hell nah .    

He’s already caught a few of the babies ,     those of which he’ll leave in a box for the mother to recover and relocate ,      hopefully tonight .      Maybe if he showed off some of those babies he could get a number or something ?     Who doesn’t like some cute baby animals after all ?     But that was thinking ahead way too far .

[escapedartgeek]

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[x]

Zora was watching Ayumu try to make sense of the fruit. And to be honest while they did enjoy pineapples, it was always interesting to see others try to understand it. They grimaced slightly at the sight of him trying to slam his fist down on it like an egg.

“It’s a pineapple. It’s a kind of fruit. Although as you can see.. kind of hard to get access to by yourself. Let me help.“ Bringing the nearby knife, Zora lead the pineapple on it’s side before cutting into it and cutting slices of pineapple out so it would be easier for Ayumu to eat.

“Most don’t eat the outside but.. I mean if you can digest it, I don’t see why not eat it.“

[cracknoir]

@dxspereaux​ // liked. 

     “Jesus --” it was mumbled, the extremity of his situation hadn’t set in, as the second bullet hit the wall, he became a tad animated, it sunk in, the penny dropped, “Jesus! Fuck!” He ducked back behind the door, “it’s me! Stop fucking --” he automatically pulled out his gun, an action that barely registered, "stop fucking shooting at me!” 

[ofgentleresolve-a]

@dxspereaux​ sent in: ❛ people here don’t really like me. ❜ // from Didi! || if you say you’ve never had a fanfiction phase you’re lying ( ft. bad fanfiction starters ) || still ( and always ) accepting!

Raphael might not be the sharpest crayon in the box when it comes to reading the atmosphere ( although Lamon tells him in Raphael’s case, it’s okay- being oblivious has its perks, apparently ), but even he has his limits. The animosity oozing off the other patrons in the bar is about as palpable as BURNT pancakes on the stove. Some of these people, he’s shared plenty of drinks with before. And they’re openly glaring at his neighbor. He leans back, flashing her a smile. “Oh man, they really don’t like you. You do something to piss them off?”