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"Doll's ova' here framin' me for petty crimes. Who d' ya call t' report somethin' like that?"
#🕷️ arackniss 🕷️#roxennethevixen#He's dying#that's the only way to explain him responding to this not-like a babbling idiot
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❛ i know we only just met but i already feel like i’ve known you my whole life. ❜ ❛
umm, is this seat taken ? ❜ One of these for Arackniss may haps? @roxenne-the-vixen
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I know we only just met but I already feel like I've known you my whole life.
Arackniss looks over at the fox demon speaking to him, all eight eyes narrowing to take in her appearance. "Funny," he murmurs, his free hand reaching out to flick ash off his cigarette. "I was t'inkin' da same t'ing."
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“Excuse you?”
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Send “They’re ’s a 10, but..” and fill in the rest to call out my muse!
@roxenne-the-vixen said:
For Arackniss
"They're a 10 but... he still ain't paid me back for the last two times I bought him coffee so m'thinkin maybe I might jus'keep the third one~"
Is she casually just walking by with her arms held up like a balance scale holding a cup in each hand? Gently teetering them?
Absolutely.
And does she actually care that he hasn't re-paid her? Absolutely not.
He just looked tense and thought maybe she could lighten his day.
There she is.
Arackniss manages a small smile. He had a feeling he would come across her if he hung around. She always seems to find him after he’s come to blows with the old man. Maybe she comes by this place every day?
“You wanna trade?” He asks, holding out a small to-go box and popping it open with his thumb.
There might be two cannolis inside that box.
#🕷️ Answered by Arackniss 🕷️#Give him a second to realize what she said at the beginning XD#roxennethevixen
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Name: Rosa Roxenne
Age: ...We gotta get inta that? Been dead a while...
Do you like to cuddle?: Cuddlin's nice sometimes
Can we make-out?: ...Do you wanna make out~?
A night in or dinner out?: M'good either way
Whip cream or chocolate syrup?: ....Cannolis.
Chocolates and roses?: ...Neither is required ya'know.
What makes you a good Valentine?: m'kinda pretty? Maybe? But mostly I'm loyal and devoted.
Would you cook for me?: I would try-- it's a hit or miss on how good it comes out-- you a gamblin'man?
Would you let me cook for you?: If you'd like to...you're probably better than me
Where would you take me on a date?: walk at night Late night drive-- food at an all night diner at 3am...
Who’s paying?: Would you LET me pay~?
What did you get me for Valentine’s Day?: ...Cannolis? She uh...really likes Cannolis.
(For Arackniss)
@roxenne-the-vixen
Oh yeah, it's the fox demon he recognized despite not knowing her at all.
He'll approve this.
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@roxenne-the-vixen asked:
She's seen this man before...a few times. Always at the same table in this diner...always with coffee. She bought him a cup before. He looked like he could use it then. And he still looks just as stressed now. She's not gonna press for answers. After all he's just some guy at a table and he probably just likes this diner--
Since he was still here, however, she thought maybe she'd get him another cup. She usually gets hers to go...but, maybe...?
"Do you want company?"
When Arackniss first hears those words, he doesn’t look up. It’s not an attempt to be rude or dismissive, it’s just that he has no reason to think that question is aimed at him. He comes here often, he sits in this booth, he drinks coffee (and maybe he’ll order something to eat if he hangs around long enough) he leaves his money at the table and he leaves. Those who work here know he’s not one for chit-chat. They know he’s here to get a breather from his job. They don’t ask questions.
So it takes about eight seconds before he realizes that the voice asking that question is a: very close and b: going unanswered. His eyes shift to the side and he sees the woman standing in front of him. Oh, it’s... her. He’s seen her before. She bought him some coffee a few months back.
Want is a strong word, but if she wants to take a load off and sit with him for a little while, it would be rude to tell her off-- and his mother might just reach down from heaven and smack him if he was rude to a woman. Especially a woman who’s done nothing but be decent to him. “Sure. I still owe ya for last time, don’t I?”
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"No, there's nothing wrong with being cute. It's just not what I would choose to describe myself."
"Awe what's a mattah? Afraid it will ruin ya image?"
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"Ya think someone that don't got the nerve t' walk up t' someone an' say 'hey, you wanna grab a cuppa coffee?' is gonna hand someone a letter that's spilled their guts all over it?"
"Ya gotta fill out an application t' ask someone on a date now?"
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Arackniss turned towards the familiar voice and immediately eased the sour look on his face-- only for it to be replaced with a look of confusion when she handed him the bag. His brother dropped what o--
He blinks. And then blinks again.
... This is the shit Anthony was looking for the night he let himself in.
The shit he said he wasn't going to take because Arackniss didn't have an uponed bottle of Jameson.
... Which he took anyway.
He's going to kick his brother's ass.
"... if ya don't know, ya don't know, an' I don't blame ya, but... ya have any clue why th' fuck my baby brotha' stole my shit an' gave it t' you?"
It wasn't her fault his brother was a psycho.
He doesn't know what's worse... that both his siblings apparently want to have sex with clowns, or the unshakable feeling that someone's staring at him from behind.
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Sasha blinks several times in quick succession. Arackniss said almost exactly that the night they met-- when she wanted to go back and finish tearing that angel apart after he’d hauled her to safety. Neither of them are wrong, mind you, the wolf is stubborn.
.... If only she had any idea what a New Yorker was.
Before Sasha can completely register what’s happening or why the fox just got even bigger-- she lets out a sharp yelp as she’s hoisted over the sinner’s shoulder. WHAT-- Oh. She just got a reverse uno card, didn’t she? Roxenne’s carrying her out the window. Well... she guesses it doesn’t matter as long as Roxenne gets out.
There’s not a lot Sasha can do until she’s placed back on her feet. By then, they’re a good distance away from the danger zone. Her ears immediately pin back against her head when the sinner begins to pant. Oh... being tall must be hard on her. The wolf lets out a soft whine as she leans down. “Are you okay...?” She asks with a tilt of her head. “You didn’t... have to do that...”
“I’m not leaving without you!”
Again with this!?
She was almost surprised.
There weren’t many who cared much about what happened to a sinner…
“Pff…you’s as stubborn as a New Yorker, ya know that?” She smirked.
“I like it! Awrite then-”
Wait did she just get even bigger?
HUP.
Yes she did…
And she’s decided she’s gonna hoist the fellow canine over her shoulder.
“Window it is then.” She stated, “We can take the fire escape…hold on tight though I don’t always use the stairs.”
That was her warning before slipping through the window and… sliding down most of the railings. Her paws barely touched grating as she made her way down. Taking care to cover the hound and protect her from…other hazards.
Though her exhaustion showed once her pads hit concrete…
It seemed that this skill of her wasn’t without its own costs…
Once they were a safe distance away however, was when she returned the woman back to her feet…though the fennec soon after was down for the count with a small plop as she reverted back to size and heavy breaths.
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“Neva’ did get that. It ain’ like Thanksgivin’ don’t make money. Is it ‘cause people don’t give out free stuff? Hundreds of bucks on food ain’t enough?”
"It's September."
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"Uh--"
Say something! And wipe that dumbfounded look off your face!
He blinks all eight eyes slowly before clearing his throat. Ah, yes, uh, ah-hem, classic ways to give your brain a chance to catch up and come up with something to say.
Now say something!
"I... could go fer coffee... or dinner... yer choice."
"Ya gotta fill out an application t' ask someone on a date now?"
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