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[imprvdente]

@multipleoccupancy sent: [COMMON ENEMY] Muse A and Muse B are from two different agencies and get assigned the same target. --- Edgar and FBI Fish >.> from: 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍/𝐒𝐏𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

"You have got to be kidding me."

Fish's tone couldn't have been less cordial. She gauged the man in front of her, eyebrows knitted together. "And what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the park, feeding ducks?"

She took an annoyed sip from her glass, scanning the room quickly. It was a very select party, the fancy kind she usually wouldn't be invited to. But this was work, and she was undercover, posing as a rich heiress. She supposed Edgar had good reasons to be here, being (on the surface at least) a diplomat and all. But still, how annoying! She still remembered their last encounter, and it hadn't exactly gone smoothingly.

"Don't mess this up for me this time," she warned between her teeth, "I'm working."

[fishmarrow]

Can I request for Nedport??? Thank you 💕

Yes you may ✨

I've never drawn Ned before so it was fun to try my hand at drawing him. Thank you for that request.

I hope it's easy to read that Portugal grabbed Ned's pipe to get him to look over his way.

[cuddlingdragons]

numboars replied to your post: @zero-buster  Every time I try to break it down I...

This is why I don’t fuck with the concept of “fandom” anymore

yeah if being in fandom means i’ll be surrounded by someone who thinks people not liking (insert taboo porn here) is an Axis of Oppression i’m happy not identifying w/ it lol

[trash-lord-zapp]

I refuse to suffer alone.

[marikyuu]

grey-queen replied to your post “OOOOOOH CHAP 3 COMPLETE \o/ AND it didn’t take 12hrs!”

I was away and I'm still confused over who this Majima person is. Q^Q Where Kiryu at?

I actually had to do something while he started the chapter so I missed like the first 10 mins. But apparently from the wikia, he’s a friend of Kiryu’s. He’s totally cool though! :D This is such a great game.

[imprvdente]

"I'm scared… I don't know if either or both of us can get out of this." - Edgar once they're a bit more settled in 13

Fish was scared, too. Not that she wasn't used to the feeling. Fear had been like a shadow, for the past 5 years. Always following her, everywhere she went. Of course, it had followed her to 13, too. But this was different, now. Less of a warning, more of a... certainty.

President Snow wanted her dead.

She was pacing around the room in a storm of blue hair. The charming mask of the Mermaid from District 4 was gone: her eyebrows were knitted together, her hands clenched into fists.

"I can't," she finally said, settling down on a grey, metallic chair (everything was grey here). "I'm stuck. I can't stay here, I can't go back to the Capitol-" unless she killed Edgar, "and I can't go home."

She was being selfish. He'd saved her life, and she was throwing a temper tantrum. Lips pursed, she looked at her feet. "You could leave. You could find a way out."

[imprvdente]

Alcohol existed in Hell, of course. If something, it was stronger than it was in the living world, which meant that getting drunk down there was easy. Finding a good drink however? That was a whole different story.

Moderation had never been one of Alastor's virtues. He ever hardly indulged, but when he did? He was ravenous. Metaphorically and literally. Reason why, at least for his point of view, there was nothing weird when he inelegantly stumbled inside Fish's room in the middle of the night and flopped down on her bed, next to her sleeping form.

"What was that thing you were saying earlier about boys and crushes, my dear? I didn't understand a single word of it."

[[ Al for teen Exorcist Fish for the lil drunk inbox || LMAO, good luck dealing with this mess, Fish xD I'm assuming this happens after they have been coexisting for a while, so she is sort of used to him being creepy and dangerous, but this is a whole different issue xD ]]

𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑 & 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 @countlessrealities

Fish was getting relatively used to living with Alastor. It helped that she had been raised by a demon, though Alastor and Astaroth were very different. For one, Alastor was scarier, more dangerous, and much more unhinged. And as Fish discovered as she startled awake, finding him sprawled on her bed, he was also... drunk.

She brushed her eyes with the back of her hands, yawning loudly. "It couldn't wait tomorrow morning?" she asked, still drowsy with sleep. "And... Are you drunk?"

"How did you even find alcohol?" At least, she was starting to properly wake up now, examining Alastor in the darkness, "we only have communion wine in the house."

[imprvdente]

[text] Hey, do u have a minute? [text] I need advice on smth and I don't know who else to ask

𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐘 & 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 @countlessrealities

[📲 Morty 🌠] hey! [📲 Morty 🌠] yeah im just at home rn [📲 Morty 🌠] what's up?