A pause, a shifty glance o the left, the right, then back to her.
"I don't know how to tell you this, sweetheart, but. . . I already have thought about it."
“Don’t even 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 about it.”
Though, realistically, he had already done it - but that didn’t stop her from glaring up at him in warning, hands on her hips.
"Y'know, people blush when they're pissed off, too." It was a flimsy excuse, and the gentle quiver of her lip when she finally looked back up to meet his leering eyes only further betrayed her. "It doesn't have to 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 anything."
He could undoubtedly see her jaw clench as she kept staring at the ground, her heated gaze likely to sear a hole in the floor from sheer intensity alone - yet that blush only burned brighter, as well.
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Hi, shit's been fucked lol but I'm gonna try to at least get replies done on here and Lucy today since I'm feeling my writing muse finally beginning to kick back up, just a tiny bit.
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Also, if it's not obvious: my muse for Hazbin rn is shaky at best. The only thing I've really been interested in for a while is a whole-ass AU that my friends and I are writing on Discord lol. I'm trying to pop in with replies when I can tho.
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Hey besties, I know there's not a whole lot of overlap between the Hazbin and Fallout fandoms, but if you're interested, I made a Lucy MacLean muse because she's taken up residence in my entire brain.
She tilted her head back so it was fully leaning against the back of the couch, turning to look towards the man with one brow raised slightly, her gaze lowering only briefly to his book.
"Well, Al, some of us have this thing called 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬. I'm assuming you've heard of it?"
Cue a soft sigh of relief before she reached down, pulling an empty bucket from the cupboard under the sink and kicking it towards the counter to catch the dripping blood.
"Aren't you supposed to hang pigs up and bleed them out before butchering?" It was a genuine question -
She could practically feel his gaze on her, each lurid glance slithering down her body like a slimy trail. Her cheeks flushed brighter as he leaned in closer, head turned away as she let out a derisive snort.
"Seeing it is 𝘢𝘭𝘭 you're gonna do, 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘰."
"It's a -" She interrupted herself with a yawn, stretching one arm up towards the ceiling as the other was bent behind her head. "- good place to nap. Quiet...uh, sorry. Did you need something?"
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Hiiiiiiii it's been a while lmao. I lowkey keep forgetting to check this account, mainly because I've been hyperfixating on another fandom entirely. I'm gonna try to get to replies sometime today tho, either on my lunch or after work ♥️
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Heaving a sigh, Vaggie flopped on the couch beside Alastor, the dark bags beneath her eye strikingly highlighted by the lamplight.
"I need a vacation."
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Stolen from a deer! I hardly ever post here lmao I'm so sorry. It's super late so I may not get to these tonight, but hopefully tomorrow?