"You think you're pretty smart?" He says, pointing his silly volcano gauntlet at me.
"I did manage to get all A's on my report card this year."
Raff glanced at the green hardcover—eyebrows raised in surprise before he composed himself. “Of course, Captain.” He spoke clearly. His orange-nailed fingers brushed against Anisha’s lightly as he whispered, “I’m glad rumors of your disinterest have been just that.”
Her mouth twitched downward—a brief sadness in her dark eyes. “I just wish they weren’t true for quite so long.”
https://tapas.io/series/Werd0s "I like mangos :)" "I want a plushie"
“You are Uther Ironhand, the fabled blacksmith?” The incredulity in his tone of voice did not surprise her.
“He was my father, I am Ethel.” She replied impassively, ignoring the wide eyed look the man standing outside her door gave her. “I run the smithy now, but the hour is late and we are closed.”
"Then that's gonna be RICH coming from YOU, Carrie!! When's the last time you've driven faster than the speed limit!?"
"Last time I checked, speed doesn't make you a great driver! Otherwise you wouldn't be spending so much time and money fixing your car!"
“…. Death is not supposed to be worshipped, unlike us. The people who gave you power, your so called ‘worshippers’ will die alongside you.”
“You speak as if killing is something you despise, as if death is something you know not of! You have no right to tell what is wrong or what is right, if you yourself has killed! Killed the only one I have…” The boy again frowned.
“….GAAAHH!!” He shouted as he felt a great pain arising from his heart, remembering his human memories.
_Crrrrrr! The blood wolf was furious and filled with madness, as was the scent of blood flowing from the body of Michael. It tried to get to his body, as it jumped and jumped, and the more it did, the height at which it jumped was getting higher and higher. _
In its eyes, Michael looks like some premium meat, and the more the light from the heavens shines upon him, the more this premium meat shines like a star.
“It would be better for us all not to wait too long.” Anisha countered, clearly not aware of a private conversation when she sees one. “Many of my comrades are already suspicious of my activities. They know something is up.”
“And how is you being conspicuous my problem exactly?” I countered, leering.
“Oh, gods, just let me sleep…” I grumbled.
“Sorry, I’m the only god available at the moment. Please leave your message at the tone. Beeeeep.”
“We are both monsters who wish to spite the Gods,” my mother smiled in defiance. “It is only fitting; we show all that we are to begin our new lives.”
“A fitting farewell to our old selves,” Lucifer smiled, before they shared their first kiss as husband and wife. The altar erupted in flames as their lips parted, signifying the end of their old lives.
Owen recalls a situation he was too small to remember, regarding the creepy house they are about to enter
Owen: He um... Gave you a whacking for troubling his pigs 
Evan: 
Heh! Was Ages ago 
Who told ya?!
Typhoon (Eddie McArthur): “Hurry up Erik! You know the king hates it when we’re late to ‘clock in’.
Typhoon (Erik Carpenter): “Yeah yeah, don’t get anal about it Eddie.”
“What do you want? You're high, and as far as I'm concerned you're probably drunk too,” he muttered with obvious nervousness.
“And none of the above is a reason for such behavior," Tiramis replied quickly without losing his smile.
“Nothing is truly private amongst goddesses, is there?” She spoke self-consciously.
I didn’t know what to say, but Aryan did. “I don’t know why you’re surprised. We give our lives for them. What’s a little privacy?”
“...Cranberry juice,” said Clover, wiping off the stain with his green sleeve.
“‘Cranberry juice’ my freaking foot!” Theodore hollered as he continued to aimlessly kick around, his fingers hopelessly attempting to take hold of the thin red carpet. “Seriously though! Let go of my feet, damn it!”
I frowned a bit. “Does… does it bother you? Feeling what I do?”
He kept his gaze forward, and for a moment, I thought he wasn’t going to speak. He sighed, lightly. “At first, it was a lot. You feel… often.” He said it with exasperation, but I managed to catch a wisp of a smile on his face. “But it doesn’t bother me much now. Actually, I—” Aryan cut himself off, and instead, squeezed my thighs a bit.
No one has had a conversation yet, but later on two characters will have this exchange.
"Who the hell are you?"
"I'm nobody, nobody at all."
13 days later
“You should go to her.” I replied, getting ready to make a bubble for Aryan.
“No.” he shook his head. “I told her I would help you. I have to make sure you don’t do anything to Lady Fausta aside from revive her.”
"Just because someone is Deaf doesn't mean they can't talk."
"Yeah, but you talk a little too much."
Paraphrased from episode 2 lol https://tapas.io/series/signs-point-to-bobbie
