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[barbiewires]

@hzbins   . . .   ♡'d

“oh,  woah.  you look,”  there comes a crease above the imp’s snout,  “ ... different?”   it’s not as surprising as the choice of words might imply.  what she means is verosika looks a far-cry from the woman afflicted by the candidity of rehab that she remembers.  

     (  sometimes even fondly.  )

barb chews at the inside of her cheek;  holds her words down like bile,  utilizes a filter that,  as it turns out,   functions far better when 𝑺𝑶𝑩𝑬𝑹.

[26legions]

starter for HUSK from @hzbins

“ hello , mister husk. it is a pleasure to meet you. “

you extend out a hand , a smile upon your face as you sit at the bar. eyes search the shelves of said bar , &. you were not impressed by the selection. charlie was in obvious need of funds — &. it definitely showed in some places of the hotel.

no matter , goetia money will see this place done up in no time. in the meantime — you are happy to meet the individuals staying at the hotel. get to know everyone , &. hear their stories.

“ i heard you’re the bartender &. receptionist of this establishment. is there anything you would want improved ? “

[hclluvahctel-a]

“ well, how do i look? ” for cash, from tilla.

"BEAUTIFUL AS ALWAYS, my dear." If there was one demon in the entirety of hell that Cash ACTUALLY cared for, it was Tilla. "That necklace I gotcha looks real good on you, sweetheart."

[von-eldritch]

@hzbins​

//who do you think took care of charlie before vaggie came along, huh? who do you think is gonna remember how easy it is to forget to take care of yourself when doing so, huh? who do you think knows what it’s like, huh? huh???

[pxppinmolly-archived]

@hzbins​ spun:

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”   from hzbins' moxxie.

* Random Dialogue Prompts // Accepting

Molly gave a quick, boisterous laugh. “HA! I was boutta’ say, I’m offended you think I would be!” she’d go on, crossing her legs as she sat up upon the desk, unmannerly.

Arguably better than putting her feet up on the table like, Loona, however.

“Neva’ had a set’a cuffs on me in my life ... Least, ya’ know, tha’ authoritative kind,” she’d correct. “Neva’ got caught. Neva’ got ratted on. Neva’ got shit. ‘N’ it wasn’t just ‘cause Daddy had his finga’s in tha’ cops pockets, I was also just a very elusive and unassumin’ dame.” Molly smirked.

She leans forward with a tilt of her head. “Do I seem like a dame who gets ‘erself inta’ tra’ble?” That question was obvious for anyone who spoke to her for more than ten seconds.

[hellishoccult]

     @hzbins​  asked:  💋  for  mammon,  from  hzbins'  lucifer.

     Kissing  Booth 

     Even  when  you’re  only  a  few  inches  lower  on  the  rung  from  him,  you  always  behave  nicely  when  the  King  of  Hell  is  in  your  lap.  Especially  when  he’s  straddling  you  and  has  his  tongue  down  your  throat.  Well.  As  best  as  he  can,  at  least.  Lucifer  is  significantly  smaller  than  Mammon,  tongue  included,  and  it’s  causing  quite  a  bit  of  drool  between  the  two  of  them.  Oh  well.  Mammon  tightens  his  grip  on  Lucifer’s  ass.