"Well fuck at least take me to dinner first."

Dick muncher

"Wait, hold on, I'm not consenting to being eaten." Sweats.

*low key into it*

😏

WHAT??

WHO SAYS I HAVE TO DIE?

I DIDNT SAY THAT ID LET HIM just that I was kinda into him trying

Husk kept his face flat, bored, though his heart rate picked up as Alastor got close. "Like fuck I would ever be your pray." His tail flicked behind him. "Now get outta my face.."

// NO WAIT ILL ACTUALLY REPLY IN A SECOND BUT IM LITERALLY CRYING REAL TEARS STOP LMAO

// everyone has such good burns for Husk tonight and I'm (screaming)

Husk rubbed at his nose once Alastor was gone, letting out a huff. Great, now he had to watch his back in case the fucker actually wanted to take a bite out if it.

No trust. He's been duped too many times before.

Watching Angel eat is like watching a hyena pull apart a rotting carcass.....

// do it

He had a whole bouquet of roses, planning on asking Angel to be his valentine. He hadn't planned on it originally, big acts of romance wasn't something he did normally. But now? Well, fuck. He was a little too late, wasn't he? ".... right, never mind."

Husk was a little surprised when Angel came running over to him. Wrapping an arm around him, the other held onto the bouquet upside down. Some petals were even falling off. "Sorry I'm late.." He mumbled, holding the spider close.

// I live- I need to rework this account tho

// anyone remember this old bar cat? Anyone wanna play? New face, old face? Also I revived ​🇻​ ​🇴​ ​🇽 if anyone remembers my Vox days

Sleepy cat, half asleep against the bar with a bottle of whiskey in his arms like a teddy bear.