soap definitely didn’t wear the skull earrings for a certain someone…👀
soap shows up at a bar all dazzled up after losing a bet :3
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Reg, reading at 1am, with James' head in his lap, idly playing with his hair with one hand.
Reg looking down at him and smiling so softly at how peaceful he looks.
Reg thinking James is asleep.
Reg whispering for the first time "I love you."
Reg's heart fluttering when there's a sleepy mumble of "I love you too" below him.
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im so normal about freddy and evil!bonnie....im so sane-
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they're so gay, i love them sm i want to crush them
the original pic i got inspired by :3
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They live in my head rent free
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Reg sneaking into his dorm at 2am, uniform a little dishevelled
Barty, turning the light on and stroking a cat like a bond villain: why hello, you're out awfully late
Reg: ...uhm-
Evan, appearing in the shadows next to Barty: it's dreadfully strange how the light affects the colours of ties
Reg:
Reg: merde
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Do y'all ever think about huskerdust pillow talk?
Angel Dust spends all his time saying the right, or the funny, thing to everyone all the time for his job, to keep up appearances whereas husk is just straight up. Husk is always quiet. He really only speaks when spoken to or if particularly annoyed. Sometimes, you gotta wonder, if Angel laying next to Husk finally finds himself speechless and Husk finally finds he has so much he wants to say. Does he say corny shit like "I ain't ever met anyone as pretty as you?" Or does he get more real with it?
"We belong to other people," husk could whisper in the dark.
"Unfortunate, ain't it?" Angel would respond in a bitter laugh.
"Maybe for tonight," husk would start.
And Angel would give him that look. The look filled with anticipation, fear, and curiosity. The look husk found himself not minding all that much these days.
"we can pretend we belong to each other," Husk would finish.
Angel Dust would snort and push at his chest. What a dorky thing to say. Perhaps Husk would grab his hands, and Angel would look at that dopey grin on his face, reserved only for him. Maybe Angel's teasing grin would fall into a small shy smile. As husk would bury his face into Angel's chest, and Angel would bury his face into the top of husk's head, the two would find out how good they are at pretending.
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