not as funny as you are!

hiiiii

i want you

i didn’t, outside of a few bruises. it happens. i’m fine. [ eddie did, in fact, do good. she’s got this big crooked grin on her face. ] you’re real strong — did i hurt you at all? i know it was hard to get me up.

[ she was expecting to just take her hands. she does everything in her power to take as much weight off of eddie as possible, leveraging herself as she can. color her surprised and impressed. ] oh! thank you, baby. you’re my hero.

yeah, that’d be really great. i’d owe ya one. [ holding her arms out. ]

. . . maybe.

you will never believe where i am right now

she’s been screaming and wailing for about thirty minutes now.

i almost went to jail

fifteen cigarettes ……

‘course. just sayin’ what i know. [ crooked grin, reaching out. a hand reaches out to touch her arms. god, she’s visibly impressed. small squeeze to her bicep. ] glad you don’t mind. makes me a bit jealous, if i’m honest. [ light chuckle slips. ]

( really? * ) think i’ve heard of ya, actually. color me impressed. nice to put a face to a name. . . . can i feel your arms? if that’s not weird, i mean. you can say no, i won’t be offended.

you look like it. like, you look strong! uh, anya. what about you?

yeah. i don’t wanna do that. we should punch people.

i have a normal relationship with my ex husband

. . . plotted to uh, take out kimball and was ready to carry out the plans.

yay! what are we doing!

okay wait actually i may join

I AM NOT GIVING HIM THE SATISFACTION.

i don’t have my daughter because my ex-husband ACCUSED ME OF AN ACT OF TERRORISM.

am i nothing to you people

:3

yes ma’am. [ holding out her hand. ]

you’re so right

you’re NEVER gonna guess where i am

after ( quite frantically ) seeking out flowers, anya skitters up to @arghjaymacc.bsky.social — stupid little smile plastered across her face. “gotcha these.” holding out the bouquet. her nerves are eating her alive.

flowers…..

VALENTINE’S DAY VALENTINE’S DAY VALENTINE’S DAY

oh my gosh thank you!!

i’m cute?? ( 🥰 * )

also i’m real by the way

so do i :)

ough

still, i appreciate it. i’ll be fine down here, though. i’ll return the blanket when i can.

:)

[ promptly taking it, then ripping that plastic off and wrapping herself in it. ] thank you. you’re a hero, really.

yes, ma’am. [ tugging on the rope, though tentatively. ]

. . . that’d be nice, if it’s no trouble.

i’m fine. it’s just cold.

maybe!

anya. [ she takes the rope as soon as she’s able — god, this is embarrassing. two hands firmly grip the rope. ]

there we go. much better.

i guess. i’d like to be called by my name, mostly, but i can do with a rope or something.

oh my fucking god just put the dirt over me

don’t call me that, i have a ( name. * )

WHAT.

it’s my curse

hey. hey. i can’t help it.