Angel, who hasn’t had non-sexual romantic intimacy in decades (if ever): Wow, Whiskers, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.
Husk: We literally slept together yesterday.
Angel: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.
husk: (talking about angel) pretty fucking stupid that i had to die, go to hell, and lose my soul to you to find a fairytale romance.
alastor: and not a moment too soon!
husk: shut the fuck up, all of us men here are old as balls, about to blow away like dust in the wind. as the great kansas once said. old wrinkly balls in the wind.
alastor: ...why, is the state of kansas known for high rates of testicular disease?
husk: ...jesus christ, you don't know who kansas is. you really are one to talk, old-ass bitch.
Husk: Not sure if you're going for 'pretty crazy' or 'crazy pretty', but either way I'd say you nailed it.
Angel Dust: Phhfft. Oh you. *turns away to hide his blush*
...
Angel Dust: *bitching about his latest work gig* ... and then Val turned around and blamed ME for the deal falling through! Can you believe that!? It's not like I could make the contract happen just by shakin' my ass! Tho, sure I could have put more effort into cozyin' up to that sleazy guy he was trying to swindle, but-
Husk: Legs, I've seen you freeze a guy's brain with a wink. You got looks that can destroy a man's wallet and ten men's sanity at twenty paces. If Val can't work with THAT, that's not on you.
Angel Dust: *tearing up slightly* Th-thanks, Whiskers...
...
Husk: *drunk and rambling* 'Angel'. Heh. Super ironic how your name turned out so fitting in the end.
Angel Dust: Huh?
Husk: Haven't had much of a reason or will to pray lately. Or- ever, really. But the first time you smiled like you actually meant it, you damn near put me on my knees.
Angel Dust: ...Guh. *angel_dust.exe has stopped working*
-Later-
Angel Dust: *pacing, gesticulating, pulling his hair* -And he just keeps dropping these things like they're old gum wrappers!
Cherri: Damn, bitch. You gonna lock him down or should I make a pass at him and see what comes out?
Angel Dust: Traitor! Faithless harlot! Now shut up and tell me what dress should I wear, I NEED to knock him speechless or I'll never be able to ask him out...
-Meanwhile-
Husk: Hey Charlie.
Charlie: Hi Husk! What's up?
Husk: I just wanted to let you know that you were right. I do feel much better ever since I started saying what I actually think instead of covering it with cynicism.
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