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the βgender is what is in your pantsβ rule doesnβt apply to me if Iβm not wearing pants.
just a thought.
Headcanon that kate and toby have really short nails from biting them absentmindedly, and nina takes it upon herself to break the habit for them. she says it's because "she needs more nail to paint"π€
she's always lightly slapping their hands away from their mouths and kate n toby just let it happenππ
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π»π is DOPE! [BG's practice 1#]
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a fic where vox has been reincarnated into an imp
βOookay, so, the guy we need to kill ding dong ditched our client in middle school, and he wants revenge. How should we go about this?β BlitzΓΈ dances around the IMP office, enthusiastic about stealing Moxxie and Millieβs new money to buy a horse with.
Moxxie clears his throat. βWe could sneak in through the window, and kill him while he sleeps- OR we could take him out to dinner, put laxatives in his food, and then when he needs to shit, we follow him to the bathroom-β
BlitzΓΈ rolls his eyes. βAlright, alright Moxxie, we donβt need your overly complex plans today! Doing this in your smart, sophisticated way isnβt gonna get my dick all the way up!β
βI SAY, WE KIDNAP HIM AND MAKE HIM WATCH ME PLAY MARIO KART FOR 10 HOURS WHILE YOU GUYS BEAT HIM TO DEATH!β Millie canon balls into the conversation.
Moxxie and BlitzΓΈ look at Mille with pure concern.
Moxxie eventually speaks up.
βHoneyβ¦ thatβs.. no.β
Millie sighs. βYeah, youβre right, Iβm sorry! Iβm just excited!β
βHey guys, am I allowed to come today, since the newbie probably isnβt coming?β Loona doesnβt even bother to look up at the rest of the gang. Doing who knows what on her phone.
βSweetie, Iβm so sorry, but Iβd were sticking to Moxxieβs barely disguised laxative fetish plan, that likely wonβt smell great with your EEXXXXCELLANT NOSEEE! You have the best nose, by the way.β BlitzΓΈ exclaims, replying to Loonaβs request.
Millie looks at the new guy, before looking to Looka. βHey Loona, maybe you should as the newbie if he wants to come, before- assuming he doesnβtβ¦β
Loona rolls her eyes and slams her phone on the table, the same one her legs are crossed over.
βHey new guy, are you tagging along?β She asks him quickly.
An imp sits at the left end of the table, looking down at the table. He wears a cyan box over his head, and a black turtleneck. He fidgets with a lighter.
βGod Loona, would it kill you to make eye contact with your coworkers every once and awhile?β The new guy asks, obviously annoyed by everything and everyone.
βDude, just answer the question.β Loona is nearly at her limit with this new guy.
BlitzΓΈ calls him Cii. A unique spelling of βsighβ, even know itβs just the Spanish term for βyesβ with an extra βIβ and wow uniquely spelled names are ugly. The rant you are currently reading right now is Ciiβs thoughts. Poor Cii. He has pretty severe amnesia. Knows almost nothing about himself.
βFine. No, Iβm not going on one of your stupid missions.β
βYES!β Loona exclaims.
βAlright bitches! Letβs go kick some ass!β BlitzΓΈ has a leadership in his voice.
βYEAHH!β The team replies.
Everyone but Cii. He doesnβt even bother to get up from his chair and go to Loonaβs desk. After a solid 15 minutes, he finally stands up. Some material on the desk builds static up in his sleeve, and gives him a faint shock. A surprising one, yet faint.
Thatβs all it took for a vague memory to come back to him. {*^*} a memory.
Vox chases Valentino through a McMammons play place.
βGET THE FUCK- GET BACK HERE!β Vox shouts at Val.
βNO!β Val says with a big fat smirk on his face.
Vox falls off of the setup, hitting the ground with a thud, hurting his back.
βAAAH, GOD DAMMIT.β Vox turns on his side so that he doesnβt have to keep pressure on his back.
He can see a tall moth man standing above him.
βNow, now, Voxxy~β Val picks Vox up bridal style, and starts carting him out of the McMammons.
Vox crosses his arms in anger, but canβt help but feel fluttery inside. βI am going to fuck you senseless when we get home.β Vox accidentally faintly shocks himself on Valβs fur after sliding around in plastic McMammons slides all day.
Val chuckles. Not saying a thing.
{~_~}
Cii walks through the streets of hell, hands in his pockets. He passes a park bench. A tall, anthro moth sits on it. Cii only really stops when he hears a harmonica melody. The melody is familiar. Itβs comforting. The moth man stops when he feels eyes on him.
βDo you want a job?β The moth man asks,
Cii crosses his arms in discomfort. βNo, Iβm just watching. Whatβs up with the sad vibe?β
βI lost somebody very important to me a week ago, I miss him dearly.β The moth man replies. βWhere are you from, cutie?β
βWho the hell knows?
that looks like the scenery in my head and Iβm jealous
Who is Lucifer phoning to? maybe π»?
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[BG's practice 2#]
