Author: Time Lizzy Saint

Greetings! The name is Time Lizzy, or Time as my friends call me. They/Them pronouns. I love to try new things, draw, sing, dance, garden, and I do some witchcraft in my free time. I'm a Hetalia role playing partner if you guys are interested.

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My man Jesus

What story is that?

Matthew 18:9

“And if your eye causes you to sin, gouge it out and throw it away.”

“Jesus, how can I avoid sin when all these hussies keep revealing the fact that they have bodies?!”

“Hmmm, tough call bro. Have you tried gouging out your eyes so you don’t have to see all those bodies anymore?”

“wut”

“What?”

“Shouldn’t you tell them to… stop dressing like that or something?”

“Don’t see why. It’s not their fault that the fact that they have bodies makes you a fucking sinful horndog. Gotta fix that problem yourself, buddy. Go on, blind yourself.”

“Uh….”

“Or learn to keep it in your g’damn pants no matter what they’re wearing.”

He goes on for like several examples too.

“How can I avoid like, an accidental slip of the hand when…they’re dressin like that?”

“Cut it off.”

“wut”

“Cut it off. Your hand. If it’s a problem, stop having a hand.”

“wut”

“What”

Sounds reasonable

The real reason Robbie gives best hugs is because his arms lock around you and he honestly just can’t let go yet so you have no choice but to snuggle

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Sometimes rigamortis sets in at the worse/best times and you’re stuck with snuggling with robbie till his body releases itself. Sometimes you’re chained together by interlocked fingers too. Which poor Robbie is horrified by. But you find it amusing and don’t mind.

Pease?’

That’s what it had started with. Anti had slowly looked up from his phone, form glitching as he tried to hide a snicker. You glared at him for a brief moment before turning back to Robbie.

The purple haired ego was staring up, droopy eyes as pleading as the zombie could make them. You chewed on your lip, mind flashing to the last time you’d given into a request for a hug from your friend.

“Don’ do it,” Anti’s record-scratch voice only solidified your resolve and you set down your glass. “Yer gonna get stuck.”

“Ani, wan hug!” The friendly neighborhood zombie groaned out. The glitch rolled his eyes, going back to his phone.

“Yeah, whatever.” He grumbled. You suppressed a smile at that, a warm feeling in your chest at the grumpy ego’s soft spot for Robbie.

“Hug? Hug!” You turned back to the lavender boy and held your arms out. Robbie shuffled closer, head hitting your shoulder and arms circling your waist as tight as he could manage. He settled against you comfortably, nose pressed against your neck and a half smile on his face.

“You’re going to vant to let go soon,” You looked away from petting the zombie to find Henrik settling into an overstuffed armchair. “Ze joints vill lock up in a few moments. You vill be stuck.” You waved a nonchalant hand at the doctor, smiling at him.

“Don’t worry, Doc, I’ve got this. It hasn’t been long enough for-“

“Robbie stuck.”

“I fuckin’ told ye but ye never listen.”

“Oh dear.”

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I am not very good at writing lol

Omg this is so cute and adorable!!!!! Exactly how I imagined it would go out.