"If You Think, I'm Going To Pose For Another Waxwork After Everything That Has Happened--"

"If you think, I'm going to pose for another waxwork after everything that has happened--"

"Actually. I was hoping for something a little more long term." The woman stepped forward. Despite the fact the bars provided a barrier, Enoch instinctively stepped back.

"Why don't you come work for me?"

Prompt: Offer A series of drebspells prompts and ficlets.

“Monsieur Drebber, have you ever thought of getting married?”

Prompt: Question

“Really, Miss Tusspells. I’ve always known that you and your family’s methods were…strange, to say the least." He couldn’t see her face from behind the wall, but he could quite clearly imagine the lady sporting a sneer. “To go as far as to employ a criminal?”

Enoch’s cold, metallic heart stopped ticking.

He wasn't doing this because he's worried about disrupting her sleep, it was just too much trouble to move her. That's all. Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Yes, I know I’m several hours late and I don’t care. I spent all day working on this.

He licked his dry lips, took in a deep shuddering breath, and slowly lifted his head.

Staring back at him was a man he had never seen before. Snow white hair trailed down his back and splayed out around him, his cheeks were hollow, and his frame was scaringly thin. The only similarity the stranger and him shared was the eyes, pale blue, watery, and full of fear. He shut his eyes tightly, steadied his breathing, and counted to ten in his head. Then, slowly, he opened his eyes.

The white-haired man was still there.

My fave couple. Could use more fanart of these two.

Drespells commission for @pearlytook !! Thank you sm 🙏