Em: Your time has come Man: No, please have mercy. Em: Sorry I have orders * Run to the man ready to attack * - meow in the distance- Em: !!!! -stops what she was doing to go for the cat- Em: Oh hello little fluffy * grab the cat and start squeezing it * So perfect and soft ah ~ - Meanwhile in the background, the man is trying to escape, but is abruptly stopped by a wild shadow scythe -
Hey I'm Skylar but most people just call me Sky. My favorite colors are anything pastel. I don't ship anything really other than me and a ton of fictional characters xD (which is why I write so much reader insert). My favorite flavor of ice cream is French Silk, a super light milk chocolate with chocolate chips, and I have one kitty! Her name is Harley and she's black and fluffy and perfect.
sorry this is so late guys its just that it’s been so hard to get it on to tumblr (I finished writing this part on Monday lmao)
“What the hell are you doing in here?!” you accused, pointing an angry finger directly in his face.
“Well the dropship is a sweaty crowded mess and I just so happened to see you setup this tent and I couldn’t help but think, ‘Hey! Why don’t I stay here with my friend Y/N,’ ”
Bullshit. Yes the dropship was probably full, but you had no doubt that he saw you at the fight and watched to find where you were staying just so he could pull a stunt like this. How freaking far would he go to drive you insane? He had to stop sometime!
“I’m a good person. What did I ever do to deserve this?,” you thought helplessly. Maybe you hadn’t always been a perfect little goody-two-shoes but you weren’t exactly the devil either, so why was it that instead of being on Earth it felt like you were in hell?