#hellchaos

Char whispers it in his ear. Low. Sharp. Dangerous. Alastor stiffens. Static pops. He shouldn’t want it. But he does. And the worst part? She knows.

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Ceres hangs with her tail over something for the spiderman kiss!

Alastor: shocked, static buzzing, trying not to admit curiosity. Char: smug, unstoppable, already ten steps ahead.

They’re calm on the surface. But underneath? Hell is quietly watching. And so is everyone else.

And then she shrieked.

Everyone outside: concerned. Char: feral. Alastor (somewhere): static humming, wondering why he’s already afraid of her.

She’s chaos. And he knows it.

Alastor freezes. Static crackles. He shouldn’t want it. But he does.

She dropped to her knees. Tears. Shaking voice. “Maybe I’m too far gone.”

Charlie shattered. Instantly.

Alastor watched.

And realized —

She was hitting every note perfectly.

That wasn’t a breakdown. That was a performance.

“They look like they’re two seconds away from either killing each other or kissing.”

And the worst part?