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𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐀,
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❛ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐁 ❜ — 𝘵𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳. &&. 𝐂𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐎; 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.

— 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐏, MDNI.
—— 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸𝐷 𝐵𝑌 http://𝑩𝑬𝑨𝑼.
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Si, si lo conocéis. El hijo de puta que os ha metido en este apuro. Ahora, decidme dónde estáis, voy a por vosotros.
¿Khonshu?

𝘌𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘦...

𝗡𝗼𝘀𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘀 𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗲.
Lleva buscándoles semanas. Ni Tawaret le dice nada. Va a convocar a los dioses y a reventarle el pico a Khonshu, aviso número uno.
November 12, 2025 at 4:46 PM
That's it.
November 11, 2025 at 11:18 PM
Lleva buscándoles semanas. Ni Tawaret le dice nada. Va a convocar a los dioses y a reventarle el pico a Khonshu, aviso número uno.
...

𝗕𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗼. 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝘇 𝗻𝗼 𝗵𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗼 𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗽𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘀.
Se va a cagar en el puto pájaro de mierda como no vuelva a casa pronto, joder coño ya.
November 11, 2025 at 3:46 PM
Se va a cagar en el puto pájaro de mierda como no vuelva a casa pronto, joder coño ya.
S is shaving. M has been asleep for a while.
November 11, 2025 at 3:44 PM
Stressed, sad, cuddling a pillow in her (ex?)husband's bed.
November 11, 2025 at 3:20 PM
Where the fuck is Taweret when you need her...?
November 9, 2025 at 10:42 PM
🥰
September 3, 2025 at 10:18 AM
🤨
September 3, 2025 at 10:15 AM
She can ascertain what they're saying through context clues, the little micro expression shifts in Marc's face filling in the blanks of the conversation.

Layla just shakes her head and laughs.

“If you bought it, you must have papers with the deal. I'll organise your desk and your papers today.”
August 13, 2025 at 8:56 AM
Oh, brother.

“Do you guys not know if you pay rent every month? Marc, are we risking eviction?”
August 13, 2025 at 8:44 AM
“I know it's fine, dear, but it could be so much finer! Although... Do you know if the place is ours? Are we leasing?”
August 13, 2025 at 8:38 AM
She greets him with a brief kiss on his cheek.

“I want to tile and grout the bathroom.”
August 13, 2025 at 8:27 AM
Already up and moving about. Busy bee.
August 13, 2025 at 8:21 AM
Why don't you ask them?
What about your little boyfriends? Won't they be mad...?
Shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you.
August 3, 2025 at 10:59 AM
Shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you.
August 3, 2025 at 10:45 AM
Reposted by 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐀,
——; 𝙎𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙎𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙮... or whatever the fuck it's called...
August 3, 2025 at 10:36 AM
Man, I wanna ( censured censured censured ).
August 3, 2025 at 10:41 AM
She can't help a little smile. Layla, not Missus.

“You said my name. Wasn't that hard now, was it?”

Layla squeezed his hand pointedly, feeling more at ease with his confession.

“You can have a hug any time you want, Jake.”
"It's alright, Layla..."

He was still holding her hands.

"I appreciated it... It's been a long time since someone hugged me."
Layla stood still hugging Jake for a few seconds, but after noticing how he wouldn't reciprocate after tending up, she pulled away.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to cross a boundary. Just... Just know I'm here if you need anything.”
July 31, 2025 at 12:57 AM
Layla stood still hugging Jake for a few seconds, but after noticing how he wouldn't reciprocate after tending up, she pulled away.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to cross a boundary. Just... Just know I'm here if you need anything.”
Jake went quiet. He felt like he was doing something wrong. Like he was taking advantage of the situation only because he hugged Layla.

The gentle brush of her curly hair against his face, her scent, the sound of her breathing... It was all so soothing.

"I'm fine..."
Layla nods along, still caressing his hands and holding her with a gentleness she very rarely had the chance to show Jake.

The news made her mouth drop open, and she gave into the urge to give him a massive hug, even if that was the most physical contact they've ever had.
July 31, 2025 at 12:36 AM
Layla nods along, still caressing his hands and holding her with a gentleness she very rarely had the chance to show Jake.

The news made her mouth drop open, and she gave into the urge to give him a massive hug, even if that was the most physical contact they've ever had.
"We got some... Weird news. The other two are still, well, you know."

Jake was the no-nonsense guy, the one who didn't care about telling Layla about anything. Even if Marc or Steven preferred to not tell her for... Whatever reason.

"Khonshu told us he was our biological father..."
Her brow furrows. Apologies from Jake were rare, and never this easy.

Still holding his hands, Layla turns her head to enter his field of vision.

“Something happened. What happened?”
July 29, 2025 at 8:12 PM
Her brow furrows. Apologies from Jake were rare, and never this easy.

Still holding his hands, Layla turns her head to enter his field of vision.

“Something happened. What happened?”
"I'm sorry... I have my mind elsewhere..." he would never apologise like that without groaning about it.
Before lifting the ice pack, she just holds Jake's hands.

“Why don't you call me Layla? Stop with that Missus thing, Jake.”
July 29, 2025 at 1:06 PM
Before lifting the ice pack, she just holds Jake's hands.

“Why don't you call me Layla? Stop with that Missus thing, Jake.”
"I didn't mean to, Missus..."

He dutifully held his hand out for her to check the mess.
Layla enters, eyes quickly scanning the room before settling on Jake. She approaches, sitting next to him, and extends her hands towards his.

“Let me see.”
July 29, 2025 at 12:00 PM
Layla enters, eyes quickly scanning the room before settling on Jake. She approaches, sitting next to him, and extends her hands towards his.

“Let me see.”
"Yeah..."

The room was a bloody mess and Jake, sitting on the edge of his bed, was holding a pack of ice against his knuckles.

"I punched the wall..." he grumbled.
She follows it, peeking inside after a brief knock on the doorframe.

“Puedo entrar?” Layla whispers, offering her little Spanish she's been learning in her free time.
July 29, 2025 at 11:32 AM
She follows it, peeking inside after a brief knock on the doorframe.

“Puedo entrar?” Layla whispers, offering her little Spanish she's been learning in her free time.
There was silence for a few seconds, until a gruff voice came from Jake's room.

"Aquí..."
She was out for work, but something told her to immediately come back home.

"Marc? Steven? ...Jake?"
July 29, 2025 at 12:13 AM
She was out for work, but something told her to immediately come back home.

"Marc? Steven? ...Jake?"
July 28, 2025 at 11:59 PM