Media sometimes uses a snarky butler as a sign of a weak or ineffectual employer, but man, if I had that kind of money, I’d pay extra for a butler who was quick-witted enough to just burn me to the ground at a moment’s notice.
ok so the latest Hitman video was so good I absolutely had to draw something for an au
because having Gavin as the most experienced and competent assassin is both amusing and badass
Ryan is almost equally experienced, but is way more goofy and tends to jeopardize missions for the sake of amusing himself – so Gavin is forced to work with him and keep him out of trouble
and Jeremy is the rookie – eager to impress Gavin and the agency.
anyway there are a lot of jokes made about me being a changeling because of how much I eat and especially how much I ate as a child (sneaking downstairs at 2 AM when I was 10 to eat 15 waffles sort of thing) but what my family really won’t let me forget is that my eating didn’t just have no limits in quantity. I would also eat ANYTHING deemed “Mostly safe.”
They had to keep me out of the dog food. The pickle jar (I’d drink the juice), the butter (downed it by the stick), and most horribly, the Fish Food.
If I got away from my parents as a toddler, I literally would just eat fish food. So that’s some fuckin’ lore for ya
me, alone in the woods: hey uh if I’m a changeling will someone let me know
the faeries, hiding behind a tree: she’s fucking BACK hide your APPLES
once when I was eleven and about the size of a medium-height blade of grass I told my best friend’s dad it was my dream to eat two foot-long subs at subway. I knew nobody would ever buy me two subs, but I hoped.
He told me there was absolutely no way I could. He took my to subway to make me finally realize my limitations. I ate two in a row and felt great and he didn’t challenge me again for years.