𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡,

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[OOE NC] Shiiiiit dude i'm gayyyyy ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Sprawled out across the killer couch. Obnoxious snoring•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "You're thinking about it." °•A chuckle. Maybe she's a bit pushy, maybe she's being too much. But sometimes that's what the people need in order to talk. And if Astrid ends up pushing her away and thinking she's too much? Fine by her, too•° [+]

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ᅠᅠ . . . . . . °•Holding her hand maybe a tiny bit awkwardly long before he decides to sit next to her, giving her a bit of space•° "I've seen unfriendly and i've seen going through something, and this feels like the latter. Do you want to talk?" [+]

ᅠᅠ °•Right, forgot she doesn't make a sound because she doesn't walk. She's floated infront of Astrid, her head is maybe a little bright. Extending a hand•° "I'm Loveshot- or well, technically i'm Dusekkar." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Hovering into the livingroom. Because she prefers to chill there. And she spots someone- floating around as her voice reverberated in Astrid's mind. Seems the entity couldn't exactly, speak normally. She has no mouth•° "You look... relatively new. And rough.." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Staring. Staring. CHASING THE READER•° ᅠᅠ

[ A GLIMMER OF HOPE — PRE - MAFIA ASTRID MINI SOLO. ] CW : BLOOD & KNIFE MENTION.

《Stealing this from @/dumahhpumpkin Will include in and out of event》

ᅠᅠ Ignoring the fact my room looks like shit the killer cabin is so much nicer... not that crowded. ᅠᅠ

《Femboy Hooters Loveshot in addition to the bit earlier》

𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘺. ✧˖*°࿐ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★

ᅠᅠ °•Ohmigodohmigod- aHEM. No time to fangirl a little•° "I'm not a witch for nothing! C'mon, c'mon!" °•Beckoning her to follow him to his room!•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Impressed clapping•° By the way. I could help make your poison more potent. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Staring off into said direction•° There goes some survivor. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Oh, no no i meant metaphorically. Not literally, i don't expect you to learn to be a witch. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ I like the way you think, Consiglier. Aid me in my evil plans mweheheee ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Do you think being like this lets me get close enough to 1x for a hug ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ I think a kiss and hug would fix me but i have no lips and being near me is incredibly blinding ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•Dramatic (not really), laying on the floor•° I completely forgot ouughh.... ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ OHHHH SON OF A BITCH THAT HURTS- °•Ahem, on her knees, ow•° THANKS- FUCK ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Please just. Anything to make it stop. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ If this migrane doesn't murder me you can ᅠᅠ

[OOE] ;P ᅠᅠ

[OOE] °•She'll take the compliment•° Thank you ^^ ᅠᅠ

[OOE] THANK YOU AAAA ᅠᅠ

[OOE] Woah.. thanks. You're my icon ᅠᅠ

[OOE] I guess i have a crop top i never wear ᅠᅠ

[OOE] °•Blushing-•° I guess. C'mere. ᅠᅠ

[OOE] I guess i can walk around without binding sometimes ᅠᅠ

[OOE] °•Looking left. Looking right. Pointing at himself???•° ᅠᅠ

[OOE] <-The survivor with DDs that PartNoob and Iris are talking about ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ I feel like i just narrowly missed something horrible and i'm glad ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Really? Interesting, i hadn't thought of it that way. But that sounds nice... i'm sick of this- manuf-" °•Her voice reverberating in Signora's head was interrupted by a gunshot, followed by a lout thud and screaming- and Dusekkar could only foresee who it came from•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "I really appriciate the sentiment, but it's about the herbs and what not i find in the forest. And i haven't found anything new around the killer cabin." °•She stares out the window at the full moon•° "Do you miss the daytime?" ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Good, good, i'm glad." °•A headshake, she didn't seem insecure persay•° "I just haven't gotten to tey out most of my potions in this realm. And i had to substitude ingridients for a lot of them, so i had to be sure they'd work. I'm glad they do." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•All she does is shrug, sitting down next to Signora-•° "So the wounds- is it alright? Do you feel anything already?" °•She's hoping her potions work! They should but- just wanna make sure•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "If they weren't people i considered my friends i wouldn't be having that much of a moral dilemma." °•Her frame shrinks in on itself a little, his flame dying to a little bit less bright•° "I always thought only killers murder but now.. here i am." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "I don't think i deserve to be treated any better." °•She sounds very matter of factly, opening the window to let a subtle breeze come inside•° "Not after repeatedly killing people i consider my friends just because it makes the pain stop." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "I used to be a survivor, all our rooms look like that. I'm lucky to have the luxury to have a single room. Some of them have to share. Not by choice." °•She hovers over to the window, checking on the moon water•° "And i'm glad i have a cauldron." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "I'm not saying that because you're a child. Just because it can get really bad." °•She looks around and shrugs•° "I was in the livingroom anyways, but i might work on some potions. As long as the state of my room doesn't bother you." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "It shouldn't." ᅠᅠ "Well. It depends on the depth of the wounds. And if you act on the itching. It can hurt really bad if you scratch it, y'know. Hands in a wound. But the itching can also turn into pain if the wound is a lot to close up." [+]

ᅠᅠ "Oh! Yes- yes you do. It looks like a funny party drink i know, but i promise it works." °•She just liked adding edible gkitter to her potions to make them look pretty. Can you blame him? He's just a girly•° ᅠᅠ