she scrunches up one half of her face. "maybe. by the time we do, she'll probably be out of them."

she nods, the movement feeling like she was shaking the entire vehicle. "he'll think it's far too quiet. or that he hasn't had to tell us to stay in one place." she snarls at a prisoner who looked at her for too long. "slippery hands," she says by way of explanation.

it really is, though.

be gay, do crime.

that bet was before you two got married, you numbskull.

what was it, five vlachki?

Morning Doodle:“I have every right to a sulk,” Nadia said. “You’re leaving. My brother is somewhere in Fjerda, and I’m being asked to build a prototype of a submersible that doesn’t work for a party I don’t want to attend.” (Leigh Bardugo’s King of Scars CH 11)

can't you ask your glucose guardian?

same difference

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celeb crush!

NIKOLAI STOLE MINE

if you think you’re getting away ， i will prove you wrong.

// ᅟᅟ ᅟ ᅟ ℛᵉᵇ ᅟ ᅟ ᅟ ╱ ᅟᅟ ᅟ ᅟ 𝐑𝐀𝐕͟𝐊͟𝐀 ᅟᅟ .ᅟ ᅟ tamar and nikolai core

it's world poetry day... if anyone sees tolya, i'm not here

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain .ᐟ.ᐟ