tell me somethin' sweet

'names sugar pill and i am a soldier of tha lord

[sugar-pil]

Shit, uh, I got like two guns I ain’t got any use for, fair?

[iamzeropercent]

Mmm… Painted, or Original?

[sugar-pil]

Shee-it, how am I s'posed to know that crap? 

[spiritscalling]

Headcanon Meme Time!

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

⏀ describe their usual smile

⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?

❧ describe their usual sleeping position

✑ describe something they like without naming it

✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?

❖ describe their hands

❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying

§ how would their hair gray? or would they lose their hair first?

❤ describe how they show affection.

✭ what is one of their favorite items?

[sugar-pil]

My Lord, ain’t it a fuckin’ cold one tonight, i feel like a got-damn corpse. Anyone listenin’ gonna let me bargin’ somethin’ for some food?

[iamzeropercent]

That’s a voice I haven’t heard in awhile…

What you got to trade? We got food t’spare.

[sugar-pil]

Shit, uh, I got like two guns I ain't got any use for, fair?

[sugar-pil]

Oh fuck this shit I ain’t gonna roll over and beg for shit from some fuckin’ piece a’ shit NOBODY. Who the FUCK do you think you are shitstain?

[prettyfuckinglow]

Wow, weird… shitstain is actually my middle name! That’s Robert S McCracken, at your service. I’d hand you my card but they haven’t invented molecular transport yet… so, uh. Imagine it. It’s, like, really white and fancy, y’know the kind.

[sugar-pil]

All I'm hearin' is boring shit comin' out a' your mouth, ROBERT. I ain't got time for you. 

[sugar-pil]

…………………….fuckin’ fine.

[prettyfuckinglow]

… ‘Fine’, what? I don’t actually remember offering you shit. You were kinda too busy pissin’ right into my face for me to do that.

[sugar-pil]

Oh fuck this shit I ain't gonna roll over and beg for shit from some fuckin' piece a' shit NOBODY. Who the FUCK do you think you are shitstain?

[sugar-pil]

//gritting her teeth// fuck you….. fuckin’……..piece a’ shit YOU THINK I NEED SOMEONE TO HELP ME? I ain’t got….. I don’t need………… fuck you, fucker, fuckin’, GOT-DAMN, I’M FUCKIN’ HUNGRY.

[prettyfuckinglow]

… You done?

[sugar-pil]

.........................fuckin' fine.

[sugar-pil]

I aint…. I ain’t havin’ TROUBLE……..Just ain’t up ta shakin’ outta some shitstain tonight…… //grumbling//

[prettyfuckinglow]

Oh… Well. If you’re fine, then, I guess you don’t really need my help, then, huh?

[sugar-pil]

//gritting her teeth// fuck you..... fuckin'........piece a' shit YOU THINK I NEED SOMEONE TO HELP ME? I ain't got..... I don't need............ fuck you, fucker, fuckin', GOT-DAMN, I'M FUCKIN' HUNGRY.

[sugar-pil]

well yer first one wasn’t as fuckin’ HORRID as that one like dman, you ain’t even makin’ any sense with that SHIT. 

[blackerthanthewhitee]

Sorry. Guess I just got lucky with the first one. … Did try and warn you, though.

[sugar-pil]

//sighs for like 5 minutes// I guess it's fine....................................jus' have a better joke next time.

[sugar-pil]

My Lord, ain’t it a fuckin’ cold one tonight, i feel like a got-damn corpse. Anyone listenin’ gonna let me bargin’ somethin’ for some food?

[prettyfuckinglow]

Man… everybody’s havin’ trouble tonight, huh?

[sugar-pil]

I aint.... I ain't havin' TROUBLE........Just ain't up ta shakin' outta some shitstain tonight...... //grumbling//

[sugar-pil]

My Lord, ain't it a fuckin' cold one tonight, i feel like a got-damn corpse. Anyone listenin' gonna let me bargin' somethin' for some food?

[whiteblondewashout]

Skunk clenched his teeth together and felt the muscles in his jaw tense up as he nodded, sucking his cheek between his back teeth and biting it hard. By the sick, empty feeling in his stomach and the way the hairs on the back of his neck had spiked up, he realised he was still scared of her and didn’t want to question it anymore.

"Yeah, you’re right," he said, forcing a smile onto his face and reaching into his pocket for a pill; he liked her better when he was high, but what wasn’t better then? “‘Course I’m coming, I was just kidding.” he said, putting it on the back of his tongue and swallowing hard. After all, she did have the scars on her back, and she was right, he hadn’t needed any convincing before. It probably was true, like, that would be a crazy thing to lie about…

[sugar-pil]

"Great! Get th'fuck up, then!" Shug smiled huge and turned on her heel to walk out the door. The sinking feeling went away and she felt instantly better with his smile and retraction of his disbelief. He was just joking around was all, she realized. She knew Skunk was cool and he believed her and would tell people she really WAS an angel the next time someone didn't believe her. She could just see their stupid fucking faces having Skunk at her side saying 'You dumb idiot of course she's a fucking angel! Can't you see?'

She waited for Skunk to step outside with her before she started walking. "Hey, you got a weapon on ya or are ya thinkin' yer gonna stop a laser with yer hand?"

[sugar-pil]

……………………………..yer first joke was way better, man, like. FUCKIN’ DAMN, that was HORRIBLE. Really you……..you should work on that…………disgraceful………

[blackerthanthewhitee]

… Sorry… I tried to tell you, I’m not good at jokes but you wouldn’t listen.

[sugar-pil]

well yer first one wasn't as fuckin' HORRID as that one like dman, you ain't even makin' any sense with that SHIT. 

[sugar-pil]

Boo Who? What the HELL is a Boo?

[blackerthanthewhitee]

You know…. like what a ghost says.

Anyway. The joke goes like, oh, you don’t have to cry, it was only a joke… but I had to explain so that kind of ruined it.

[sugar-pil]

...................................yer first joke was way better, man, like. FUCKIN' DAMN, that was HORRIBLE. Really you........you should work on that............disgraceful.........

[sugar-pil]

the end

[engelstof-blog]

Angel turned her head just in time to see the blur of a knife, and took a moment to be thankful that she didn’t turn a centimeter more. “How the fuck did you get so fokken good at that?” she asked, stepping to the side to look at the knife protruding from the wall. It was embedded pretty fucking deep, and it took more than just a small tug to get it out.

[sugar-pil]

Sugar smirked and let her head swell for a bit. She deserved some damn recognition for once! She sort of crossed her arms and put her weight on one hip, casually staring at her finger nails. She literally oozed nonchalant arrogance. "It ain't nothin' don't you worry 'bout that. Jus' let me do the workin' for ya and you ain't gotta worry 'bout shit no more, y'hear?" 

[sugar-pil]

well ain’t you a ball a’ sunshine, sheeee-it

[almostthelivingdead-blog]

Ain’t much else to be out here, is there? All this sun’s gettin to me.

[sugar-pil]

Pshhh.... Call that a fuckin' excuse 

[whiteblondewashout]

Skunk smiled and breathed out a sigh of relief - honestly, he didn’t really wanna find himself alone and lost in the desert again, and he liked her. “Uh, yeah. I don’t know where I’m going at all, I’m not staying on my own.”

He got up and touched the cut on his cheek, feeling it stick to his fingers but shrugging it off, knowing it could’ve been much worse despite the pain shooting up it. She was an angel after all, who knew how much worse she could do.

Wait, what?

How fucking high had he been to have just believed that, without questioning it at all?

"Wait, wait, wait," he said, trying hard to clear his head and think straight for once in his fucking life. "You said you were an angel, right..? And, I believed you..?" He shook his head. "Look, I was really fucking high, uh… What did you say that made me believe you, again?"

[sugar-pil]

Sugar had a weird pain in her chest for a second, a sinking feeling in her gut. She figured she must've just been hungry. No one ever believed her when she told them who she was. Why would someone lie about that? That would be a terrible thing to lie about. Skunk saw her scars and was happy when she told him about what she remembered of Heaven. Why did he change his mind? Why won't anyone FUCKING believe her?!

Shug's hand twitched at her side and she narrowed her eyes at Skunk. "Didn't need no CONVINCIN' earlier, Stinky." Her voice was curt and just on the wrong side of angry. "You weren't askin' me if I was lyin' when you were snivelin' 'bout goin' ta hell fer killin' one li'l fuckin' human, hmmmmm? Weren't askin' me about Heaven 'cause y'wanted a story, hmmm?" Se moved closer to him as she spoke. Something about Skunk not believing her struck something in her. She felt twisted up in her stomach and her pulse in her temples.

"Are you comin'. Or what?" 

[sugar-pil]

[[just a note, i'm going to see Haze's mun for a week and a half so she and I will be on very little or not at all probably. hope everyone had a nice holiday and will have a good new year!!!]]