MADAME!

HAZBIN HOTEL OC. PENNED BY SEL

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she’s curled up on a pile of blankets taking a cat nap

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[parviocula]

Cyberpunk 2077 9/∞

[solamor]

ew its solvent :(

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[belovedhestia]

boys that have rat energy are the only boys im attracted to

[lovestereo]

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im lurkin

[the-memedaddy]

Meirl

[lucifre]

i’m  the  king  of  everything  and  o ,  my  tongue  is  a  weapon .    //    IND ,  SEL ,  MUTUALS  ONLY  ORIGINAL TAKE  ON  LUCIFER .  WRIT.  BY  GHOST ! 

[jamsoftheday]

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I should be over all the butterflies But I’m into you  And baby even on our worst nights I’m into you

[madme]

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@madme​ continued from x

“Yeah?” She slunk over a liiiiitle closer. “Get your phone’s timer on.”

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❝   もちろん,   baby.   ❞               a steady thumb hovers at the ready   &   her hips ease back.   a playful tail swipes the underside of ophelia’s chin.             ❝   get a good slap in,   don’t pull some weak shit on me.        you owe it to science.   ❞ 

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bigveee​:

“ What, you don’t trust your people to run the place with you gone? Sounds like you got bigger problems then ME callin on ya.” He said plainly before taking the cigarette to his mouth, savoring the taste of such sacred vapors. Back on Earth it had been a toxic habit that came with risks? Here? Well, he it wasn’t like he’d be dying again, not to this anyway.

He watched the the little imp on stage. At most clubs she would have been the star of the show but here in the moth’s den she was just another body trying to earn her pay…and her life.

“ You like pussy right, prefer it even? I think this gal on the pole now is trash, but the one up next has dazzled me a few times. Just cause you work for me don’t mean you can’t enjoy the goods, they know both sets, I’ve made sure of that. Anyway though, how’s your wounds, eh? You healed up?”

HE’S SUMMONED HER HERE JUST TO TAUNT HER.     bi’s tail twitches reflexively,   face falling into a vicious scowl.   her back is turned to him for the moment, so she can afford it.     ( just play nice until he grows bored. )     an innocent glance is tossed over the slender curve of her shoulder   &   she flashes a smile.   if he intends to rile her,   she’s determined to conceal any sign of irritation.

❝   you’re so good to me,   baby.   but i think i’ll pass.   ❞               a wink    and,  ever the expert,    she manages a soft,   bubbly tone at the mention of her wounds.             ❝   they’re all healed up,   honey !     take a peek.   ❞               the madame turns,   readjusting so her knees press into the seat of the chair.   her chest hangs over the back   &   ooze trickles to the floor as she leans forward.    tar - like hair is swept behind her shoulder.   all that remains of the wound is a little,   permanent dent in her form,   roughly the size of a bullet.   however,   it’s hard to discern beneath the eternal drip of her flesh.             ❝    awww,   it’s disappointing,   i know.   ❞