“ n’aaaaawh, wasn’t that hard ash. and i used my human teeth. gotta keep you alive for now. “ he’s laughing, crossing his arms and leaning back against the wall. “tasty though. “

I’ll bite that finger off if you’re not careful.

|| although originally inspired by ash vs evil dead, this portrayal of Baal ‘likes’ ash to a certain extent. he’ll still bite him and annoy him, though.

quietly walking past 　　 𝓭𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘭'𝘴 　　 𝒕𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦.

*yawns, jaw opening wider than it should.

are you the main course?

“What do you want?” he remains still, two white dots for eyes staring down at the other as a soft sigh escapes mildly bloodied lips. “Must you hang from me?”

“I looked ‘lonely’? when do I ever look like that after terrorising someone?” he gently moves Mo off of him, moving to sit down and grab a towel to wipe his face. “Can. . .you rethink getting her back.”

he’d hate to admit it, but after his return, his sudden demise would only send Baal off the rails. its not something he’d usually answer. “I’d hate to lose you after not seeing you for so long.”

it’s been centuries, Baal being locked away in his own version of hell behind cage bars due to being too volatile to be allowed to roam. It all happened when 　　 𝓭𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘭'𝘴 　　 𝒕𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦. disappeared, and now he resides alone, room full of pools of blood and dismembered body parts.