how much sin will god forgive?

❝gosh aren’t you just a not so creepy knight in—a leather coat.    kinda creepy thanks, but i don’t want to put you out or be a   burden.❞ she’s had her fair share of creepers. no murderers,   but she was a stripper you get those folks.  

       ‘ You at least want me to call you a cab? That’s about the best          I can do if you don’t want to put me out any. You can wait out          at the front of the house. ’

            “Considering I’m not a dictionary, the best I got is antipathy.” At least he was able to put his college degree to work somehow. “I’ll bite — why the specific question?”

      ‘ I was... just curious. ’ He heard his ex-wife has a new boyfriend and he’s trying to be as aggressive toward him as he can be without actually being aggressive. ‘ I like words. English is a good language. ’

@patricida​.

         “Your wife told me the darnedest thing when I was eating her out the other night.” Good way to start a conversation with the man who broke his face. “She insisted that I stop calling her Mrs. Gay Fucking Par-ee because  —  get this!  —  she already bit the bullet and divorced your sorry ass. Did no one clue you in, pal?

         “Must be tough, too  —  menstruating more often than you get to see your kids.”

        ‘ You’ll have to remind me-- what language did you speak to my wife in, exactly? ’ 

It’s a pathetic counter but it’s the only one he’s got right now. Agnesa speaks two languages and neither of them are English, not that that fact would make their marital issues anything of a secret, mind. The only other card Barney’s got up his sleeve is a very firm fuck off but he’s saving it for when he’s desperate. 

         “ No one is always nice. ” Except for her, Sadie’s always nice, it’ll be her downfall and she knows it. But she smiles nonetheless, eyes roaming the stranger again trying to figure out why people would go out of their way to say such a thing. She’s interrupted by his introduction, to which her smile broadens and she offers her hand. “ Sadie. And maybe you should visit a farmer’s market one of those days, it’s a whole new world right in the middle of London. ”

       ‘ I may look like I’d fit in fine but I think I’d be a little out of my depth. I wouldn’t even know where to go to find one, either. I don’t really know anybody who goes to those sort of things. --You wouldn’t be willing to help an old man out, would you? ’

how about them single parent!au's??

     “Depends  — is this for a crossword puzzle, or are you hinting at something?”

          ‘ Uh. Neither. But I really would appreciate an answer. ’

       “ i prefer the term heroic ! brave ! très chic ! – but whatever razzles your berries. “

        ‘ -- -- Bet you can’t do it again. ’

      ❝ What’s the trouble? ❞   She sits gracefully, her prosthetic another accessory to her outfit. She smiles sympathetically, ❝ What kind of stupid are you trying to avoid, huh? ❞

          ‘ I just have a bad temper, is all. It’s a lot easier to behave myself around other people, though. The ones that aren’t pissing me off, that is-- Just tell me if a guy with shaggy hair comes over. Might be for the best you leave if he does. ’

        ‘ Did you want to die back there? ’

           ‘ I had it under control. ’

              ❝ i don’t want trouble, dark fae or not. ❞

        ‘ Then you should leave while you are still able. ’

        “ what am i– wolfy critic bait? that was freaking AWESOME. “

       ‘ Awesome and right under the nose of some of the nastier Dark Fae. You’re definitely stupid. ’