DOUCHEBAG ๊ฐ ๐ฆท ๊ฑ
@killjoydoll.bsky.social
ใ DOUCHEBAG THE HEDGEHOG ใ 31 yr writer. MDNI. written by https://mary ๐ "well don't i look ๐๐๐๐๐๐ walking down the street in the ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต damn dress i own, @theredspecter.bsky.social "
( checking the chamber of her gun ) evening.
( the blonde hedgehog leaned forward, connecting her lips with the mask where his mouth would be. her other hand gently rested on his shoulder to keep herself and him steady. )
(โ Visible iris interlocked onto the hedgehog as a sly smile formed underneath that mask of hisโคโ ) Or else whatโ
( hand slamming on the wall inches away from his head, eyes staring into his singular optic ) you watch how you talk to me. ( there might be a dent where her hand is. . . )
Keep your lips sealedโค
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โ DARKNUT, KAEL. These KNIGHTS are well-protected by their round bucklers and mighty armor. If you use a parry attack to JUMP UP and KNOCK OFF THEIR HELMETS, it'll spell their doom. โ READ ALT TEXT. โ ACCOUNT DETAILS BELOW. โ
mary ๐ i want to post a shipping call, but i'm so anxious.
mary ๐ i'm already dating somebody so i'd decline, but douchebag would probably make me a murder victim if i accepted and went on a date with her ๐ญ. i /know/ she'd hate me.
OOC QUESTION If your muse asked you out on a date, would you accept and how would it end?
the blonde hedgehog halted immediately in front of him, hands dangling at her sides as well. douchebag slowly turned to face the horizon before she diverted her attention back to him. "anything in particular you are doing now," she murmured.
Magenta particles swarmed his onyx anatomy as the jackal interlocked that sole visible iris onto the dull hedgehogโค Claws spread out and dangling beside himโค ๏ผHello thereโค๏ผ
slowly approaching @theredspecter.bsky.social , dull piercing brown optics resting on him. traveling from his chest to his eye. "hello, infinite."
a pause. her hand firmly intertwined with his. she slowly leaned forward, brown eyes flashing with amusement. "what do you think i want, shadow. aren't i allowed to break into your office when i want to see you," the assassin whispered, probably joking around but sounding blunt and serious.
โYou broke into my officeโฆ again.โ He states. Standing still. โDo you need something?โ
douchebag's composure was likewise maintained. as always. the blonde hedgehog did not move her face, but instead let her fingers travel down his arm and towards his hand. "hello, shadow. fancy meeting you here," she murmured, though she broke into his office again.
The intimacy between the two did not go unnoticed by the hedgehog as he stares into her. His cheeks warm yet his composure maintained. โHello, Helena.โ
leaning towards @thedarkhero.bsky.social , face close to his own. blonde quills spill across her shoulders as dull piercing brown eyes settle on his crimson optics. ". . . . . hello."
@pen-ultralifeform.bsky.social they have a brother-in-law and sister-in-law type bond that db is not familiar with. due to her connection to shadow, she sees the prototype as famil-in-law. they banter with each other and douchebag has a soft spot for him.
@driftingshadows.bsky.social douchebag will make food and drinks for dove whenever he visits her at the cafe. she secretly enjoys his company and probably has his order memorized so she can easily make it whenever he shows up. maybe she sometimes pays for his order herself too.
mary ๐ the only muses who know douchebag's real occupation are: grace's infinite greed's shadow dami's krypt my anti-douchebag & serena NOBODY else should know. just throwing that out there. under my pinned are the guidelines. if your muse ain't on this list, your muse does not know.
@kryptthekangahog.bsky.social he knows her business. they may not see eye to eye sometimes, but douchebag will definitely take him along on missions if it calls for an extra set of hands. even if she gets slightly bothered by his lack of stealth.
the assassin slowly walked towards him, dull brown eyes gleaming with amusement as she lowered herself to sit on his lap. the hem of her dress spread across her legs without a single wrinkle. "been a while."
Why is she not on his lapโ