Angel Dust (
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dreamcrystals2023-04-02 07:41 am
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[Open] ♡ 9th Dose ♡ Blow Out the Candles
Sender: Angel Dust
To: Everyone
Subject: Another Year to be someone's problem.

To: Everyone
Subject: Another Year to be someone's problem.

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(And for the moment, those extra somethings went to more contact with Angel. Some snuggles, a claw carefully tracing over him, all while a deep rumble emanated from the half-demon. Touch starved as Dante usually is, sharing in something like this felt...really nice. Incredible, even. It's not something he does often, but it's something he's learning to enjoy.)
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[Again Angel clicked his tongue, looking away to stare at the soothing waves and they crashed against the sands.]
That should be my line. You're far too good to be with a used up old prostitute like me. [A bit of that mask began to slip, the warmth of the wine brewed in his gut.] You already given me something. Back in that nightmare I had... you didn't need to come save me. You didn't even know me. So ah... yeah... thanks again for that.
[There was an awkward pause before Angel chugged more of the wine and turned to stare at the wandering claw.]
Look, if ya goin' to feel me up, just feel me up.
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Might not have noticed, but I don't put myself on a pedestal like that; I'll let my brother have that kind of ego. Meanwhile, I'm happy to keep around anyone who can tolerate my dumb ass. You seen who comes to the office? Everyone there's some kind of fuckup...except Octavia. She's great. No one there's perfect, least of all me. I just know what it can do, having people around who accept you and your flaws...when you're used to having no one.
(The embrace with Angel tightens, pulling the spider into a hug.)
Or losing people you trusted...
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[Fuck, he couldn't help letting out a long sigh as he leans in to the embrace o rest his head on Dante.]
Yeah... that's tough. I can count the number of people who are close to me on one hand. And I got three fingers.
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In my experience, other people liking you more than you like yourself's common. Cut yourself a break; there's a reason people like being with you.
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Who are these people you speak of? I would like to meet them cause you're so full of shit.
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I'll show you.
(With little hesitation, the demon moves in for a heated, breathy kiss. The heating's a bit literal with his form, but nothing Angel can't handle. An extra element to it, much like the deep rumbling growls coming from the half-demon.)
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