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ㅤ — well. fuck rosie again then. —
since they broke their pact with the woman, alastor seems happy. not happy like when they come back from dismembering someone, but genuinely. and husk found himself liking it.
his gaze followed theirs to the ground but quickly
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theyre an icarus itching to fly too close to the sun in more ways than one. theres the literal soaring over hell, and there's the insatiable need for more that they've always carried with them. more power, more influence, more victims. ]
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ㅤ oh, the smile slipped away like water down a drain. he's fine with touch. but alastor touching him? like, they usually pat his head and that's definitely them mocking husk, but this feels intentional.
— oh-... i-i mean. shit. yeah. i... you've been doing unexpected
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make him flustered. besides, they find touch doesn't feel so bad when theyre the one initiating. ]
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ㅤ — eres tan rara, niff. —
y justo por eso es que todos la quieren.
aunque allá va él haciendo preguntas mucho más descabelladas.
— si pudieras ser una cucaracha voladora e ir a donde quieras, ¿a dónde irías? —
se le olvida que él tiene alas.
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ㅤ he decided it was a blush. this is a victory for him. making alastor blush? please. that's a myth.
husker smiled like the idiot he is.
— well, apparently you're also very beautiful. fuck. —
and he's not complaining. busy blushing as well.
— did you just
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dealt with a plethora of suitors. all of which ended up being cruelly consumed. they never were easily impressed, be it by flowers or love letters or otherwise. ]
you know, you're not so bad looking yourself.
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ㅤ no le va para nada el consuelo. mejor abrazó a la más baja contra su costado y siguió bebiendo. aunque sí sería una gran madre.
— ¿no te gustaría ser una de ellas a veces? no pensar nada y solo andar por ahí haciendo cosas de cucarachas... —
está bastante ebrio, sí.
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ㅤ ╱╱ i'd love to be multiship. it seems like you guys are having a great time but my only brain cell can manage one relationship for my characters or i could definitely explode☹️
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ㅤ — qué mierda. eso es genial. —
quizá en otra ocasión se hubiera asqueado, pero ahora mismo se siente particularmente complaciente.
— eres una buena madre, niff. —
aunque luego se las coma.
cada quién con su tema.
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ㅤ — you're the best at that. —
at everything.
husk used to be jealous of how competent alastor seems to be at everything. right now he seems fine with it. just studying their freckles, like the stars he remembers from earth.
their hair moving with the wind and the
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covered by a thin layer of makeup meant to sharpen up those soft features of theirs.
they seem to catch themself and lower their hand from his cheek, finally averting their eyes as they try to play off the action. ]
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ㅤ smile. he swears it looks almost cute right now. not scary.
he felt strangely peaceful, enough not to notice the soft purr that escaped him when the radio demon stroked his cheek.
but soon enough alastor looked away.
— nah, look at me, please. i'm trying to
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