#askmissmikkelsen

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[psychoanalyticmystic]

"How do you feel about Anise?"

"Tiny angel that miraculously didn't have me arrested for what I do to baked goods. I still can't come close to her skills in the kitchen, so she let's me beg sweets off her. Let, I guess now." She frowns. "I feel badly, for what happened to her. She was really, genuinely sweet and there's never enough of that in the world."

[psychoanalyticmystic]

"How do you feel about Buer?"

Belle's bored expression lit up into a smile. "Buer! He's great, like a puppy. Not in an offending way, he's just so enthusiastic and eager to please. Loyal too, from what I've seen. And I'd love to see more." She paused, apparently distracted by her own thoughts before giving her head a clearing shake. "Moratorium on seeing all of him, unfortunately. But he's good company anyway, a quality sadly lacking lately."

[psychoanalyticmystic]

askmissmikkelsen [Text: Beauer] Yay! See you soon Okay so that had been easier than she’d expected. She’d thought that maybe she would have to do some convincing, if Buer was working or grieving or simply not in the mood. But, as always, he was as accommodating as ever. As soon as he appeared she stood on her toes and simultaneously pulled him down so that she could press a kiss to his forehead. “Long time no see,” she said, wrinkling her nose at the lame-sounding cliche, considering what had happened.

[psychoanalyticmystic]

Meta! askmissmikkelsen

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SHIT SON OKAY SO I have not done a whole hell of a lot yet with Anise & Co but what I have done I am super duper excited about. Like I am SO enthusiastic about the cute little trio of muses and all the fantastic potential there for stuff and things and I already unashamedly throw memes at Alexis like they’re going out of style. There are already so many headcanons and AU possibilities and ship cuteness and ship a n g s t and ya’ll I am so stoked you have no idea.

Just look at them though okay because ANISE teeny tiny mama bear baker Anise is the same height as Belle and I know I love me some height difference ships but there’s an inherent cuteness in two tiny people being tiny together okay. She is teaching her how to bake and that is the cutest fucking thing. I can not and will not get over how cute that is.

And on the OTHER end of the spectrum!!! We have Buer who is a GIANT and a giant adorable teddy bear labrademon and Belle adores him. Seriously she has heart eyes over Anise because of how cute and competent she is and then there’s Buer who is another demon to add to her list of demons she wants to cuddle naked with but also she just really likes to talk to him?? He knows so much and she just digs listening to him and for once it’s literally not about her and that is incredible to me. Like, he got her to take the focus off herself for once bravo omg. And then we turn around and she’s a tease and a flirt because who doesn’t want to make him all blushy, but for a while there she could pass for a decent human being.

And we have not done a whoel lot with Noah but she digs him too, on that ‘brother of my friend’ level where she’s into him but it’s peripheral for the time being. I”m sure though that if we do stuff with them it will be sickeningly obnoxiously cute because that is how it is and I’m so down for all of it.

[psychoanalyticmystic]

askmissmikkelsen:

Buer couldn’t help but cringe a bit when Belle’s fingers delicately traced over the scar etched into his exposed chest. Whatever caused the faded mark clearly hurt in more ways than one. “Not that one, dear.” He said after clearing his throat.

“That one I’m not too proud of.”

Belle raised her brows curiously at his reaction, but took her hand away. Obviously it was a sore spot, figuratively and literally, and though she wanted to ask about it she resisted the urge. Instead, she pulled her hair over her shoulder and held it out of the way while she bent down to press her lips just to the side of the offending mark, glancing up at his face with a smile.

“Tell me about one you are proud of, then.”

[psychoanalyticmystic]

Hello~ (askmissmikkelsen)

Anise!

If we kissed:

[] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[] Again, again.

[x] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[] Slap/Push you away.

[] Be confused

[x] Be delighted

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[x] Sure.

[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[] No.

[] Ew.

[x] Sure.

[x] YES.

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[x] Yeah, sure.

[] FRICK YES.

[] No.

Buer!

If we kissed:

[] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[x] Again, again.

[x] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[] Slap/Push you away.

[] Be confused

[x] Be delighted

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[x] Sure.

[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[] No.

[] Ew.

[x] Sure.

[x] YES.

Sex?:

[x] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[x] Yeah, sure.

[] FRICK YES.

[] No.

[x] Circumstantial probably

Noah!

If we kissed:

[] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[] Again, again.

[x] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[] Slap/Push you away.

[x] Be confused

[] Be delighted

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[x] Sure.

[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[] No.

[] Ew.

[x] Sure.

[] YES.

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[x] Yeah, sure.

[] FRICK YES.

[] No.

Should you reblog this?:

[x] Yes! I want to send you one!

[] Yes.

[] No.

[grinningchaos]

askmissmikkelsen: Orange starter

He’d admittedly looked better.  That wasn’t really the concern, though, as Jeff’s elbow collided with the much more fragile window of the building.  The glass made a series of very satisfying sounds amid his tumble through his custom entrance, but the steadiest thing about him was his grip on the handle of the firearm and his fatal stare into the eyes of the nearest human.

Dirt-streaked face and ripped hoodie aside, he looked even more homicidal than usual.

“Gimme a bottle a’ booze.  I don’t give a shit what.  Step-two.”