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ooc: 《 𐰢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 ;; 𝚘𝚘𝚌 》 《 𐰢 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 ;; 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 》 《 𐰢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 ;; 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚘 》 《 𐰢 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛 ;; 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚘 》 《 𐰢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚢? ;; 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 》 《 𐰢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 ;; 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 》

ic: 《 ☩ 𝚒'𝚖 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 && 𝚒'𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 ;; 𝚒𝚌 》 《 ☩ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 ;; 𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 》 《 ☩ 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚜 ;; 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 》 《 ☩ 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚕 ;; 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 》 《 ☩ 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 ;; 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 》 《 ☩ 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 ;; 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 》 《 ☩ 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 ;; 𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢 》 《 ☩ 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 ;; 𝚊𝚜𝚔 》 《 ☩ 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 ;; 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 》 《 ☩ 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚒’�� 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 ;; 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚞𝚎 》 《 ☩ 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎’𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚠 ;; 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 》

drabbles: 《 ▶ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 ;; 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 》 《 ▶ 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 ;; 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟸 》 《 ▶ 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 ;; 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚗'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 》 《 ▶ 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 ;; 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚎 && 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛 》

verses: 《 𓇣 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 ;; 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 》 《 𓇣 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 ;; 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 》 《 𓇣 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 ;; 𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 》 《 𓇣 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 ;; 𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 》 《 𓇣 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 ;; 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 ;; 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 ;; 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 ;; 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔-𝚞𝚙 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 ;; 𝚘𝚙 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 ;; 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ;; 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚙 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚢 ;; 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚛. 𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 ;; 𝚓𝚒𝚐𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜 ;; 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚙𝚜 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ;; 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜 && 𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚎) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 ;; 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚞𝚕𝚒) 𓇣 》 《 𓇣 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ;; 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 (𝚑𝚊𝚣𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍) 𓇣 》

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character relationships: 《 ◈ 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 ;; 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 ;; 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 ;; 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 ;; 𝚟𝚘𝚡 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 ;; 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚔 (𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚔𝚎𝚛) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ;; 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚎 (𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚡𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 ;; 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚔 (𝚝𝚘𝚙-𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ;; 𝚟𝚘𝚡 (𝚟𝚘𝚡𝚞𝚕𝚒) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 ;; 𝚍𝚘𝚟𝚎 (𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 ;; 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 (𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚎) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ;; 𝚟𝚘𝚡 (𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜 ;; 𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚑 (𝚑𝚌𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 ;; 𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 (𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚜) ◈ 》 《 ◈ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 ;; 𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 (𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎) ◈ 》

[staticintone]

✘ what are your thoughts on husk and angel's relationship?

“I don’t like it.”

No, he knew he wasn’t getting away that easily. There wasn’t a tangible way to describe what he felt, but words came anyway.

“It’s somewhere between jealousy and contempt.”

… “But he’s happy, and I have to pretend that’s enough. Maybe it’s the shock, and that will wear away. Maybe I am happy for him.”

“I don’t know. I have hope, for all three of us. That has to count for something.”

[staticintone]

🕯️ (via huskker )

He’s changed.

Since getting close to the spider, he’s changed. In that way that I thought I could bring him back to.

Half the point of this contract was to try and bring that light back into his eyes. Instead I snuffed the rest of it out.

I’m not jealous. Why would I be? He hasn’t thought of me as a friend since I died. I haven’t been able to recognize him since he died.

I’m… glad someone could do it, I suppose.

I’m just surprised it was someone like Angel Dust.

[staticintone]

⏳️

It was so odd, waking up in a place clearly meant for him but otherwise unrecognizable.

It wasn’t particularly anxiety inducing. This was why he didn’t often sleep, after all. If he had moved himself around, so be it. It was clearly something he had made anyway. Not a lot of people, even friends, knew the intricacies of the swamp that well.

It all made perfect sense once he caught a glimpse of the bar.

Husker wasn’t exactly dressed to the nines, but it was still early. Perhaps he was up for an odd reason and would go right back to sleep in a bit. Topping himself off for the morning, maybe.

“Oh, so this must be the new venture you mentioned?”

He sat down on one of the stools, taking a look around the space. When the King of Hearts had mentioned adding a hotel to the casino, this was not was Alastor had pictured. Husk had a liking for the finer things, with an over abundance of gold in his furnishings. A little over the top, maybe, but classy in a Vegas way.

“The decor isn’t exactly your style, but I suppose that’s what under construction means, hmm?”

[staticintone]

people dont respect you, they fear you. what you've done to husk for example? is it respectable to take out anger you have for someone else on him? does that somehow fall under your moral code you just described or is that different just because he bet it with you? he trusted you. you betrayed him and now he's owned by you, but thats just fine? you left even rosie with zero explanation and she just has to be okay with that? you hold a giant misunderstanding over vox's head, each people who would do anything for you. is that respectable? you hurt them but you don't care.

“Have the three of them come to address you specifically?”

His tone agitated, the pace of his words quickening.

“Not every interaction—conversation—will go swimmingly. Two of your examples are entirely meaningless, I have never put hands on Vox or Rosie.”

… “As for Husker… my reasons for what happened were not because of someone else. He made a choice. Ask him if he planned to cheat me, because I can assure you that he did.”

[staticintone]

✉ ( @ huskker )

[staticintone]

✧ (ayudame)

for @huskker

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[staticintone]

Husk doesn’t hate you. Oskar doesn’t hate you, either, if you insist on separating them. By some miracle, he couldn’t bring himself to hate you. Do you ever think about what you could have been? Nights spent drinking together in seedy motels; days spent watching him at his prime on the stage? He does, I’ll guarantee you that.

“No use thinking about what could have been.”

Alastor didn’t believe in that. No, he wouldn’t let the thoughts take up space. What was the point? What was the point of regret when the reality was what it was?

Did he even regret it?

His instinct was to say no. Watching someone he considered a friend flounder and fall apart in the cold light of day, all while playing up a perfect life at night… No, Alastor preferred someone real at all hours of the day.

Was that due to a bad experience? Maybe. But it was better to be careful than to be burned. Better to keep control than to feel the stitches tear again.

“Sometimes, it’s just how the world goes.”

[staticintone]

he came to you desperate and afraid. he hoped you might save his pride. he hoped you might grant him a single mercy. instead you made him beg like a dog, and kicked him away like one. a lifetime of love and respect, and you betray him, for what? if he came to you now would you kick him again? or do you look at him with the clarity of a few decades’ time and regret?

“These are some passionate statements. You sound like you were either in his head or mine at the time.”

Dancing around the questions with a mocking tone. Whoever this was had opinions that they hadn’t earned.

Alastor had learned to mostly separate the two in his mind. Oskar was not Husk and Husk was not Oskar. He missed Oskar. That was a given. But after a lifetime on Earth… a man changed. Alastor did not.

“I can assure you that you don’t want or need to know the details. Husker and I are what we are. That isn’t changing any time soon.”

Besides, Husk hated him.

He was sure of that.

[staticintone]

do you know how ardently you were loved, once? how adored you were? he trusted you, and you tethered him to your side because one bad apple spoiled the bunch. he asked you for help, and you betrayed him.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

There was a time when maybe what he was being accused of was true. In life, Oskar had been a good friend, and genuine person. But in death… he let his vices control him. The King of Hearts was a drunk, and a gambler, and a mess. He had come to Alastor because he had run out of options. He came to him because his own shady deals were fraying at the seams.

What Husk wanted was more power.

Why else would he have agreed to a bet in the first place? He would have taken from Alastor just as easily had things been reversed.

Alastor just had been more cunning than him.

“He knew what he was getting into. He just lost.”

[staticintone]

do you have a permit for your emotional support animal, by the way?

“Excuse me?”

Alastor didn’t own pets. The Hotel had a cat around, did they mean that? Oh.

Oh.

“You mean Husker? Of course. It’s called our contract.”

[staticintone]

✮- huskker

✮- And a name to hear their real feelings for them.

“Complicated.”

While this exercise required full honesty, that was in fact the simplest way or saying it.

“He was a good friend. Was someone I trusted with my own life. But now? I can’t trust him to do anything but hate me. I certainly can’t trust him off a leash.”

[staticintone]

Oskar has a crush on you!

"He does?"

That was... interesting. Not altogether unwelcome, but new. The two of them led busy lives, but always tried their best to stay connected. It may have changed the context of some things, but not in a bad way.

"I'll have to talk to him soon, then."