CryingOverSpilledPerfume
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HEAVILY Inspired by that one gif on Twitter, yk the one with Human Alastor/Vincent Whitman? Yeah that one. This is short, rushed. Enjoy ♡
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31 Dec 2025
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So, to summarize it, they’re teasing each other like two idiots, just to let the other know is fuck-o’clock.
If you want some huskerdust heavily fooling around during a Christmas party, this is the right place for you.
※Accidental drink spiking TWBookmarked by CryingOverSpilledPerfume
23 Dec 2025
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“You’re quite interesting, you know that?”
It was more of a rhetorical question than anything, and as Vincent’s mouth instinctively opened to spit out a response, Alastor’s arm shot forwards. His index finger rested upon the other’s lips gently, a soft shushing motion grazing skin before it was gone in a second. By now, Vincent felt like he was sobering up, mostly from the shock of it all. But every action by Alastor made this feel more and more like a dream, one he never wanted to wake up from.
“I know how you feel, Vincent. There’s no need to continue lying to yourself.” Alastor cooed, propping his arm up on the cushions and resting his chin upon his own hand, “It’s intriguing, how far you’ll go to avoid your true feelings.” He continued, his eyes never leaving Vincent’s own. The man in question simply sat in awe, mouth hanging slightly open as he was picked apart by Alastor’s words.
“But I think we both have something to gain here,” Alastor’s voice filled the room as the record finally spun to a stop, his smile growing wider. “Don’t you agree, Vincent?”
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14 Dec 2025
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“Look at me.” Alastor ordered, and the smallest hint of a smile pulled at his lips when Vincent’s reaction was immediate. His eyes narrowed, dark with amusement behind his glasses and his hand moved up Vincent's chest to grab his half-undone tie. He gave it a small tug, eyes never leaving Vincent's - that seemed to have glazed over with tears or something else, Alastor didn't care. He shifted his knee to press almost too harshly against Vincent's straining cock
“You're going to finish. Quickly.” The words came out hushed but stern, like Alastor was scolding him. “There is a dead body around that corner and I don't feel like getting caught because you-” He hissed and he tugged at Vincent's tie, almost undoing it, eyes sharp behind his glasses, “-couldn’t behave if your own life depended on it.”
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09 Dec 2025
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Husk doesn’t mean to fall asleep in Angel’s bed.
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- Part 1 of Husk’s Happy Endings
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09 Dec 2025