ᅠᅠ °•The topic was dropped and entirely even slipped the don's mind when Elliot's hand began to rest on his chin, returning the gesture by holding Elliot's face with his thumb and index finger•° "I guess you're not directly saying it, but we both know what you mean~" [+]

ᅠᅠ "Oh, that was Contractee, she's a tough one i'll tell ya." °•Snickering to himself and shaking his head•° "Which one? There were two injured when you were around- Astrid and Consiglier. Although, they're both fine now." [+]

ᅠᅠ "Oh absolutely. I stole things from my own father, he /needed/ someone to keep me in check." °•He laughed, entertaining Elliot about the idea that the Mafioso used to be nothing but a trouble maker•° "Mhm, they all do, they have their names and their roles." [+]

hanging out with fio and i definitely did NOT yelp like a girl when i touched a stinkbug. in fact i was very brave and handled the situation like a man. because im brave.

ᅠᅠ °•Taking a deep breath, sighhh. His best high-pitched voice•° Ohmigod ohmigod you guys, this one here is perfect and it's JUST my size! ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ If i learn one song from one musical will you leave me alone? ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ You know this wont get me into musicals, yes? ᅠᅠ

‘what did he do’ he put the plates on the top of the cabinet so i have to climb the counters to have a midnight snack.

ᅠᅠ °•Sitting by the lake and preening his feathers, he is having trouble reaching the ones close to his back•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•He snickers•° "Tell me about it, i somehow never had to deal much with the admins. Perks of working in the background, i suppose. Instead of being a flashy villian." °•Even though his eyes were barely visible, you could tell he'd rolled them by the way his head moved along•° [+]

ᅠᅠ His tail gives me goosebumps, why's it look so unkempt just let me help 💧 ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "I take it with pride, glad they find something to do with 'em i guess." °•Thinking about the survivors again, he just lets out a sigh, his shoulders slumping•° "A rowdy bunch, those guys. I prefer not to go near even when i don't plan anything malicious, too risky." [+]

ᅠᅠ "Don't worry about it, seriouslym i lose feathers all the time. And everywhere. I think they boys have started keeping them to stuff a pillow with how many i've lost at this point. It's really no issue." °•He laughs, getting up to put more wood in the fire•° [+]

ᅠᅠ °•He was about to go on a rant about his line of work before Elliot mentioned the boys, his eyes immediately lighting up, if Elliot could catch a glimpse of them anyways, body language growing a lot more eccentric•° "Oh they're impeccable!" [+]

《Hello wife on the timeline》

ᅠᅠ Sometimes ya gotta lean into ah stereotype °•Playing up the accent, oh boy-▪︎° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Patting Gubby like an evil cartoon villian•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Cooing pet names at the aforementioned rabbit shh•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Sneezing-•° ᅠᅠ

《If one more person unevens my pinned i am coming to your house /silly》

ᅠᅠ "Serious doesn't always have to mean deadly." °•He was back to sipping his wine, staring at the red liquid swirling in the glass•° "It can be debt collection, intimidation... kidnapping." °•He hesitates a little with that last part, then laughs•° [+]

ᅠᅠ 💢 ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Hmpf... as if i couldn't. It's a flashy display, i dislike it.. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ This guy is a cheap copy 💢 ᅠᅠ

[Closed starter for @dearest-mediator.bsky.social] °•After several hours of just laying in bed and processing, he finally managed to drag his sorry ass up, limping to her door and knocking. He needed somwone to look at the wounds because god knows he couldn't. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•After Sixer's horrifying murder of, well, the mafioso, he shot up from his bed, where he'd respawned a couple hours after the incident. Breathing heavily. Most of the attacks left a mark, his head felt like it was going to kill him, and he still had the fear of god put in him•° ᅠᅠ

[sixer stood there for a moment, listening to the leaves rustle as wind disturbed them. watching droplets of blood hit bark and rub against outstretched branches like claws, the highlighted trail exposed itself like a spirit-lit path. body leaning forward, she followed the trail with ++

《Chat he's SO fucking cooked Mafioso is SO dead》

[ TW. BLOOD AND GORE (?) ] °•Their speeches, their giggling at him made his blood boil even worse than it had before. If Twotime didn'tbalready seem to have a deathwish, this certainly would have been it•° "You rat, you little-" [+]

ᅠᅠ HOW TALL ARE YOUR HEELS.... ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ I'M GETTING KIDNAPPED IS THIS HOW ELLIOT FELT ᅠᅠ

[NC] Anything for you babygirl ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Elliot teach your workers to drive ᅠᅠ

i got hit by a second car at elliot’s establishment

ᅠᅠ WHAT ? ? ? ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ ASTRID OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ We should, like, head to my room probably then ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Already having an arm around her•° I wouldn't be opposed to it ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ You'd taste sweet eitherway ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Leaning into the touch a little, before he leans up to kiss Elliot's forehead•° As long as i get you flustered, that's good enough, no? °•He's picking him up, then pinning him to the nearest wall, oh•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Feathers ruffling?! He's making clacking noises somehow, like a happy raven. His feather tail wriggling too•° Nnnope! I'm just fine right here. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Wrapping both his wings around Elliot, resting one hand around his waist and taking his face inbetween his thumb and index, foreheads are touching•° Hey there, Elliot ᅠᅠ

《Yes i'm posting this on 3 accounts shoot me》

ᅠᅠ °•Smiling that knowing smile- he tricked people all the time, couldn't be mad at this. Just sliding two 100$ bills across the counter•° One meatlovers, one pepperoni and one just cheese. °•Sliding another 50 across just incase-•° Thank you ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•He laughed slightly, shaking his head in slight disbelief at the question•° "There's a reason the house almost always wins, Elliot. It's just that some games. They're more rigged than others." °•He took some of the strawberry liquor again•° [+]

《Chat it is 4:40 am i am so sorry for anyone having to view my gayass delusions, i hashtag love yaoi》

ᅠᅠ °•Pulling out his wallet•° 200, i want a kiss and some pizza for my boys please. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "You mean ballroom dancing, from what it sounds like i think." °•He's listening to her, wrapping the wing a little tighter as she talks fondly of her mother and starts to cry. He doesn't want her to feel pitied again though so he keeps his hands away from wiping the tears•° [+]

[ temp. pin ]

ᅠᅠ . How much do you want. ᅠᅠ