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absolut-blue‌:

Blue’s perpetually horny and drunk.  So sexy drunk texting just happens to be his favorite pastime, if only he were a little more drunk.  He rolls over to the side of his bed and reaches down to find a half empty bottle of vodka to sip on before messaging back.  

[ ✉ ]: oh all sorts of things [ ✉ ]: im VERY open and flexible [ ✉ ]: im the kind of guy who does everything [ ✉ ]: if u kno wht i mean ;)

while angel waits for blue to reply again, they pick up the mixed cocktail they’ve been nursing for just a little too long before finishing it off. their face contorts and head shakes, the taste of warm alcohol bitter on their tongue. 

[ ✉ ]: oh i know wht u mean [ ✉ ]: thats kinda sexy [ ✉ ]: tell me abt what u like th most

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angel experiences dysphoria occasionally; they wish they had a more prominent chest. they’re even heavily considering saving up for implants sometime in the future. when they get particularly dysphoric, they’ll wear a bralette with silicone fillers — just enough to make it look natural beneath their clothing. they also wear a lot of makeup when they’re dysphoric, making their face look slimmer & eyes more striking. 

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absolut-blue‌:

Blue’s typical shitty smirk slides across his face as he types.  Is the message unexpected?  Yes.  But is it unwelcome?  Absolutely not.

[ ✉ ]: i didnt expect a message like that from u no [ ✉ ]: its just so direct lmao i like that tho [ ✉ ]: me? so horny [ ✉ ]: all th time

when angel drinks, they lose all inhibitions. they’re able to act without second guessing themselves, which can potentially get them into trouble.

[ ✉ ]: oh u have no idea how direct i can be [ ✉ ]: perpetually horny?  [ ✉ ]: thats cute [ ✉ ]: wht are u into?

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absolut-blue‌:

Well well, that’s interesting.

Blue can’t help but laugh to himself, laying in bed, phone in hand.  Better send a reply, he figures.

[ ✉ ]: wht a coincidence, me too [ ✉ ]: though i have to say, i want expecting this from you

angel struggles to read the words on his screen with such heavy, blurry eyes. a quick rub and they’re able to focus again (if only for a little while). a lopsided smile twitches at their lips.

[ ✉ ]: u didnt expect what? [ ✉ ]: me being horny lol? [ ✉ ]: happens 2 the best of us [ ✉ ]: ok but, how horny

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a drunken angel scrolls through their social media accounts. they click on a “send a message” button on somebody’s page rather than “start a new post”. 

[ ✉ ]: not 2 b horny on main but im horny

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brighthymn replied to your post: angel? morosexual

oh aleister ?

he wants to smooch?

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angel? morosexual

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💀 a heart made of stone, callous and bone; fracture and tear it out to let it go 💀

hi im noct and this is a new oc rp blog for my cute & super goth mortician oc named angel! they’re a nonbinary bisexual and would love to make friends! give this post a LIKE/REBLOG and i’ll check ur blog out! thanks!

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i think angel has a type and it’s tsunderes

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pre-established relationship hearts!

❤️send to have a romantic ship with my muse 🖤send to have a toxic ship with my muse 💛send to have a platonic ship with my muse 💚send to have a friends with benefits ship with my muse 💙send to have a partnership with my muse 💜send to have a love/hate relationship with my muse 💖send to have a past romance with my muse 💔send for a slow burn romance with my muse 💕send to have a family type relationship with my muse

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absolut-blue‌:

“Ahh I understand.  I could never swim in the ocean, I don’t really trust it.” He paused to finish his drink, it didn’t last him long, “ I love the look though, the beach at night is one of my favorite places to go.”

In truth, Blue has nothing interesting to say about himself.  A lonely alcoholic, that’s no fun.  The longer he can avoid talking too much about himself, the better.

“I love the outfit though, I’ve always loved goth and punk sort of looks.  I don’t think I’ve ever met a goth mortician before.” He laughed softly, “Do you like that job?  I’m not sure it’s something I think I could do.”

angel finishes off his own drink as they listen to blue speak. “i do enjoy the beach as well, though i’d never go into the water passed my knees.” they chuckle, a quiet sound, as they wave for the bartender to refill their glass.

“thank you,” a sly smile plays at their lips. receiving compliments isn’t a thing that happens often, so they’re eating it up. “i do like my job. it’s fulfilling, believe it or not.” they turn to face blue, hand touching at their own cheek and toying with their hair. “being able to help people in their biggest time of need and mourning gives me a huge sense of accomplishment and responsibility.” 

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brighthymn‌:

✞ Possibly the biggest surprise to the demon so far, was the way Angel had seemed to become more comfortable around him so quickly. It was actually a rather huge compliment to him. For a very long time Aleister was used to people avoiding him, he had always attributed it to his very obviously red eyes. Which, in a way was a bit funny nonetheless. 

As they began to walk through the crowd, it became more and more claustrophobic, Angel definitely wasn’t exaggerating. Crowds hadn’t bothered the demon in a long time, no longer bothered by large amounts of people after having lived for so long, but it would have been a shame to get lost and ruin their plans for lunch and a bit of shadowing at the funeral home.

Without much hesitation, Aleister reached out, taking Angel’s hand in his own. It was almost embarrassing how foreign this felt now, the feeling of taking another’s hand in his. “Damn, this must be the busy side of the city huh? I never get off the train here.” He wasn’t even going to bother wondering about where they were, it would be too much of a distraction as he wanted to make sure he held onto the other’s hand and get where they were going without any trouble. 

“Looks like I had to take up your offer after all.”  ✞

angel’s heart flutters with the feeling of aleister’s hand confidently grabbing their own, color and warmth rushing to their cheeks. they try really hard to hide this, though, as they were the one to offer in the first place. they clear their throat, tighten their grip around the other’s hand, and lightly tugs him closer. “it’s a very busy and populated area,” they begin, a bit of a wobble in their voice. “but that makes for a good area for my type of business.”

turning a corner, they enter into a less congested, though still crowded, side street. they slow their pace a little, glancing through the many shops and cafes surrounding them. “and this street here is a good place to stop for lunch. if any of these places catch your eye, just speak up.” they gesture with their free hand. “i’ve been to pretty much all of them. they’re all pretty good.” 

their smile is more natural at this point, the anxiety and nervousness from being so casual and open fading. they attempt to walk in stride with aleister, their hands slowly swaying between them. “... — are you enjoying yourself?” 

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