"Hmm… work has made me rather sore lately…"
"Would anyone like to be a dear and give the lady a backrub?"
"Mun is being a bitch lately and won’t let me out to play.
(Well maybe if you’d stop giving me headaches I wouldn’t be so cross with you.)
"HOW THE HELL DO I GIVE YOU HEADACHES?!"
(BY YELLING LIKE THAT!)
I am going to hurt you.
You are going to hurt me.
But we will do it with practiced fingers
and passionate mouths
and I swear to god
it will be worth something.
"You insufferable child… I do not wear socks while having sex."
"You didn’t strike me as a person who even had sex, so…"
"Well there’s where you’re wrong, and I can say that for sure."
"E…executed…" Her words were quieter, and her chest heaved with each breath. "This… this can’t be happening… please tell me it’s not happening please… This can’t be real…"
"My glasses? No, you can’t have them; they’re MINE! I EARNED THEM!" Her head was spinning; this couldn’t be real! It couldn’t be happening! "Are you serious about this? I’ll reap you! I’ll reap you and everyone else and I’ll kill all those damn humans you want to go send me to live with! All of them!"
"…I’m what? You can’t be serious; do you know who I am? I am Grell Sutcliff and I am the most valuable Reaper in the London Division. You can’t DO that to me! William won’t stand for it; he knows how valuable I am! You bastard I’ll rip you to pieces!"
you can either fight at my side
get crushed under my heel
you will not stand in my way
"Something I’ve noticed is that when Ronald’s shoe comes untied and he trips, everyone laughs a bit but it’s nothing special. But that one time William tripped over the leg of a desk everyone had to hold in how much they wanted to laugh, and then didn’t bother after so long and the entire office was just ringing with laughter."
"I mean I suppose it makes sense, but it’s still a bit funny."