. . 𝐴 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑙 . . 𝙷𝙷𝚁𝙿 & 𝙷𝙷𝙾𝙲 ‍ ⊰∙∘ ─ •ﾟ ‍♡ ⛧ ↻ • ─ ∘∙⊱ . . * . ᴾᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ⱽⁱᵏᵒ.

RABIES!?!??!??!? WHAT DOES RABIES HAVE TO DO WITH MY TEETH!?

Then explain why my knees are making popping noises lately, that didn't happen before!

Hurry up, sir, I'm not getting any younger

Your majesty!?!? H-how?

I would like a ring! I would like a ring! I would like a wedding ring on my wedding finger! I would like a big and shiny diamond that I can wave around and talk and talk about it

but a proper kiss that lingers for more than an instant.

back when he was manifesting out of the blue, watching her sleep and essentially scaring the shit out of her, she would not have believed it. She leans down finally, hand cupping the side of his face as she kisses again, this time it's not a peck, &&

He looks almost cute– almost like someone she'd like to tease and bully a little. The dread and fear he used to cause her feel extremely distant, faded by time. If someone had told her she'd be keeping him in her bed, granting him kisses, &&

"You believe you deserve it after lying me?" She's merely teasing, and gentle smile spreading on her face, eyes covered by the onyx curls that frame it as she leans down again. She doesn't grant another kiss right away, though, she stares at him for a moment. &&

"No doors are locked for you, sir. I know you can hear me."

but they don't know her home. Inside her home, she finally reads the card, and all fear spills down into her stomach and turns into butterflies. Cheeks rosy and red lips stretching into a smile. How happy this makes her. He doesn't look like a man who gives flowers. &&

Heavy bags cradled in her arms (two sets exposed, since she needs to carry stuff. Later, all but one set will be hidden) when she finds the flowers. Fear at first– her obsessed admirers usually leave the strangest paraphernalia of items in her dressing room, &&

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I took the liberty of learning your pulse by heart, as it’s the only rhythm worth dancing to . these flowers are to remind you that even when you think you’re alone, I’m right there . don’t bother locking the doors, dear ! yours eternally ,, — A .

It was. And then it was repeated. And then there were edits, then they tried to make a trending challenge pretending to lay on the ground just like you did. [Silence. Someone must really hate Alastor in Voxtek!] I was safe. I was worried sick about you and the others.

It has! Where the hell have you been? I was worried you choked on my glass smoothy for good and died; and then I watched you get beat up by that exorcist on TV. I’m so glad you’re alive!

[GASP] Alastor?! Alastor! [Turning to squeeze him into a hug!]

This scene broke something inside me 💔 #HazbinHotel #redraw #Vox #hazbinhotelseason2

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ https://t.co/ZTeDT2w8Un Can this lewd muse stop being homophobic? All my smut threads are gay but I’m thinking of reproduction 😭😭😭😭

// He's so lucky

would put a true fight. "That is no topic for today, though. As you say, you have your plans, and I cannot be part of them. So do not dwell on it." No warning– onyx curls cascade around his head as she leans down to gently steal a kiss.