Oh! And who have we here? Wait. Wait wait wait.
Was this only a shirt they wore? Well, where were the pants? The skirt? The skort. A skort sounded like something someone would find in hell.
Twirling his cane slightly, he hooked the bottom end on the hem of the back of the fluffy spider’s shirt...dress.. and lifted it up.
there’s an audible crackle of static, the hum of it louder than it usually is : his heavy lidded gaze far more sinister than come hither, even as he leans in close. too close for the comfort of most, certainly, with a shark-like smile that gnawed on overlords past. “ care to repeat yourself, dear? ”
💚: HOW DOES MY MUSE FEEL ABOUT LOVE? ABOUT FALLING IN LOVE? ABOUT BEING IN LOVE?
💜: HOW LONG MIGHT IT TAKE FOR MY MUSE TO SAY "I LOVE YOU" FOR THE FIRST TIME?
💚 - Judging by his lack of empathy to those around him, Alastor, when confronted with the subject (whether it be thrust upon him or simply witnessing it), doesn’t really have much of an opinion regarding love. To him, love is trivial, as unsurprising as that is. However, he does believe it is fun/entertaining as well as a need to delve into every now and again; allowing himself that basic necessity is something that keeps him grounded and not too in over his head with power. As for falling or being in love, Al really doesn’t pay mind to it as he usually believes his feelings are unrequited (this does not upset him) until proven otherwise.
💜 - Truthfully, considering the decade he grew up in where falling in love at first sight was rather common, it won’t take him long to fall for somebody. A simple glance or evening spent with someone he’s interested in could have him falling head over heels. He is very look-based, so this contributes to how long it usually takes him to become fond of somebody. As for saying “I love you”, that’s tricky. He will not admit to it unless confessed to first. He has to be sure his feelings are not one-sided before committing.
Most would see him as a being that surpasses love and considers it, in frank terms, stupid. Especially considering his history and violent tendencies. So I myself battle with how he might actually confront the subject. Al’s a very interesting muse to explore this stuff with!
Send “💪” for my muse’s reaction to yours picking them up! Or send “💪+reverse” for the opposite!
The spider way as well have not held weight. It was honestly like lifting a box of grapes, when he picked him up to move him aside. Though he was small in stature, his strength really was ridiculous.
“Where is it?” he mumbled to himself, Angel held over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. When he didn’t find what he was looking for, he pouted, and plopped the hooker down on a stool.
Oh. OH. There was an idea. A hand settled on Angel’s shoulder as the other dipped into the fluff on his chest for a hot minute, then pulled out his WHOLE CANE.