Dude, sick reference to Snoop Dogg smoking weed. I can’t believe you’re so clever. You were clever enough to bring up Sm – Snoop smoking weed on your stream, because you KNEW that Snoap Dogg smoke weed, and Smoke Dogg, he is s҉m҉d҉snoop. And you KNEW that if you brought up the Smook Dogg smokin 𝚍veed, that you – people would know that! And they would 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕡!
I love when Husk calls Angel pretty 🥺 butterflies every time, he's so smitten
"good for you!" at the heel size lmaoooooo
Husk makes some extremely valid points... but Angel is me and I am he, so I am automatically defensive about him not winning the argument 😂 I'm not saying he has to be completely right, I just feel like maybe he had at least half a point too lol
I'm on the edge of my seat for the soft launch of their relationship 👀 v excited to see the reactions
Title: Strip and Tease
Rated: M
Length: 3.7k
Summary: Angel's dancing at the club tonight and his friends are coming to see! Well, most of them anyway.
The glitter, the heels, and the collision between Angel's work and private lives spawn some interesting conversation and, ultimately, quite a lot of traffic on his Vistagram.
Excerpt:
Charlie let out a relieved breath as she and the rest of the group walked through into the smoky haze and pulsing lights of the club. They’d all dressed up a little, Vaggie with her hair pulled back, Husk actually bothering to wear a shirt.
“Babe,” Vaggie chuckled, “you’re the princess of Hell, you cannot possibly have actually been worried they wouldn’t let you in.”
“I don’t know!” Charlie squeaked.
“Oh, no you don’t.” Husk lifted Niffty off her feet before she could sprint towards the bar and the snake-eyed bartender sporting intricate black and red tattoos inked into silvery skin. He handed her to Vaggie. “Why don't the two a you find us someplace to sit with a decent view while me and Princess get drinks?”
Niffty muttered a few choice curse words as she was steered in the opposite direction of the bar.
Truly there is honestly no shippier moment in their entire repertoire than when they thought it would be a good idea to shout "tell me you like boys like me better in the dark lying on top of you" at each other.
Anyone else get nostalgic for the "bad" version of food? Like I know how to cook and season properly but sometimes I just want the version of a dish that is objectively worse. I could make a really bangin chicken soup but I'd rather have the kind that comes in a packet. I could make a really good pasta dish but instead I'm craving buttered noodles with parmesan that comes in a can. Tastes like home.