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[clwngasm]

╰┈➤ 𝐅𝐈𝐙𝐙 / 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙 : 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 .

@hazb1nz

[k17y]

The feeling when the plan you’ve been quietly engineering finally clicks into place; when you introduce two writers you knew would be dangerously compatible, carefully planting conversational seeds so the meeting feels perfectly organic, & now you get to sit back & watch live fanfiction unfold before your very eyes… Yes. Excellent,

[diresang]

            ✎𓂃 ⌯⌲ ⌞ @hazb1nz⌝ closed starter

okay, so, maybe vaggie was right. another meeting with adam was probably one of the dumbest things that charlie had decided to do. but that didn't stop her from trying.

her hands slammed onto the table, one lifting to point a finger at the man.

            ❝ you are just a jerk, you know that ? a big jerk ! ❞

[clwngasm]

* . . . it's not like he hasn't thought about it 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 . . .

▒ 】 * send MIND READER for a nsfw thought my muse has had about yours @hazb1nz ; 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒛

❛ . . . i want him to trepan that schlong straight in to my skull , so hard i get a full frontal dick 𝒍𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒚 [ . . . ] * get 𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 - write shakespeare on that dick ! rearrange my 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐬 , like a pumpkin . . . && * for , the curtain call . we'll do it 𝐝𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 , so we rewatch ponytales ! * ❜

[diresang]

-squishes yo wonderful face ! - despite not having gotten a chance to write much yet , know that i read ALL your wonderful threads ( even the non - hellaverse ) & just absolutely adore everything you put on the dash ! know that i am hella excited to write everything with you !!! your characterizations are so spot on & well thought out! take all my undying love & admiration ! ❤

RAHHH I ADORE YOU I ADORE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[clwngasm]

▒ 】 * ❛ 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 . ❜ @hazb1nz ; 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒛

❝ 𝒐𝒉 ! do you now ? * ❞ thin ,  sharp  brows  𝑤𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑒  in  𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞  !  *   a  sinuous  curve  grips  lips ,  hooking  edges  in  to  rosey  cheeks .  plush  flesh  𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚢  wraps  around  each  word  ;  the  saccharine  spill  of  each  vowel  savoured ,  a sacrament to be 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅  !   he  aims  to  push  -  𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐤𝐞 .  a  need  almost  childish ,  to  feel  𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚍   ;  to  feel  the  unblinking  gaze  of  the  others  attention ,   entirely .  [  a  thing  turned  feral ,  𝑤𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 , begging  for  scraps .  ]

* in  seconds ,  milky  flesh  is  poured  over  a  lap .  thighs  cage .  crowding  a  lap .  they're  eye-to-eye ,  mouth-to-mouth .

cerise  hues,  almost  𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔𝒆𝒅  by  a  yellow .   a blink ,   slow .  𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 .  lashes  sit ,  gracing  a  cheek  before  fluttering  upwards .  before  curling  around  arches  of  a  shoulder .   splaying  over  ;  𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 .  pushing  the  others  back  against  the  couch  !  *

❝ 𝒉𝒆𝒉 ~ 𝒉𝒆𝒉 ! i'll have you know . . . ❞

hues  devour ,  𝚞𝚗𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 ,  they  gaze  in  ways  in  which  they've  always  denied  themselves .  before  ,  a  head  bows ,  canines  graze .  walking  the  tight  rope  of  a  jaw  line .  𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈  delicately  as  the  soft  flesh ,  a  greeting  rather  than  a  𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 .  tongue  and  teeth  trailing  strict  lines  wrought  in  skin .  luxuriating  in  the  taste ,  the  feel  of  skin .  leaving  water-coloured  flesh  in  a wake ,  soft  flashes  marring ,  marking  flesh.  something  purplish ,  showing  he  was  there.

* lips  pause ,  halting  at  the  shell  of  an  ear .  a  𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞  follows  curves ,  running  down .  teeth  wrap  around  a  lobe ,  tugging  lightly .  flesh  rolled  betwixt  canines  -  released  𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐲 ,  a  𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎  to  poised  purrs .  vocals  hallowed  out .  mere  guttural  husks  .

❝ . . . have a few uh - 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔 up my sleeve , too ! * ❞

[gethellbcnt]

@hazb1nz screamed into the night! ↳ ❛  here, i got you something. i saw it at the shop and it reminded me of you.  ❜ / val to meg ~ unprompted / always accepting!

❝ Oh? That's very- ❞ She was expecting something humorous, like a stupid pool toy or something that squeaks, but when she turns her attention from her box of supplies to Valentino's direction, a sharp gasp escapes her as eyes lock onto the gift he was presenting.

❝ Oh my Satan. ❞ Eyes widened like dinnerplates as looked at the coat in disbelief. her shocked state had nearly cost her one of her more expensive eyeshadow palettes, her elegant fingers gripping at it and holding it close to her chest as she drank in the Overlord's exquisite gift. she can't help but immaturely open and close her mouth, uncertain of what her next reaction should be.

Why would he buy that? for her? that makes exactly zero amount of sense, because as as far as the shark hybrid knows, the perks of being the moth's reluctant ear to vent to don't include getting gifts. this isn't good. this is the exact situation she was trying to avoid. the leftovers from the meals he would order up to his suite were more than enough reward for her accommodating his emotional outbursts, and this sudden escalation in his ' generosity '...

Her eyes are going glassy and her heart feels like it's going to fly out her ribcage.

❝ That's Levi Vuitton.. ❞ One of her hands quickly reaches behind her to stop her tail from wagging too violently, wings raising with intrigue as the hybrid gawked at the ebony coat. ❝ i didn't know they still had black in stock. how- how did you find it? ❞

[k17y]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ♡ㅤKitty perches at the edge of Valentino’s work surface with careful stillness, frame angled to keep loose seams visible while avoiding the sweep of the glue gun. Heat drifts close, closer, then closer still; bells give a tiny warning chime as her head shifts a fraction to the side. “Up just a little, Daddy...” optics tracking the nozzle as it veers; a ribbon of glue lands near the wrong panel, “Ah — wrong door,” she adds quickly, fingers lifting to point without touching, then retreating back to neutral; tape tears free with enthusiasm, wraps twice, then sticks to itself... “It does that sometimes,” Kitty offers, helpful, nodding as if this is expected behavior; a cigarette swings into her peripheral view; ash trembles. “Careful — spark hazard!” the bot notes, smile fixed, posture compliant; the glue gun dips again, dangerously close to a sensor seam. “That one opens. I need that one...”ㅤ[ PROXIMITY ALERT: ADJUSTMENT RECOMMENDED ]ㅤA small laugh escapes when duct tape lands crooked across her torso, “Oh! That’s… decorative,” Kitty adds, bells chiming as she subtly leans away from the heat. A loose wire gets tugged; her eyes widen by a degree, “Not that cord,” tone remains light [ as she possibly can, ] “That one talks to my eyes.” Glue clicks, tape peels, & hands hover, then settle. “You’re doing great!” Kitty says, quick, reassuring. “Juuust maybe half an inch to the left. That engagement caused significant damage, didn’t it, Mister Valentino? I was present, but several responses misfired. I will do much better next time!”ㅤ/ㅤ@hazb1nz IS RUNNING KITTY.EXE