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ghoulardii:

he watches him, <sub>wonders how he could fuck this up. quite honestly the boy does well, rudi’s impressed. he’s not exactly a professional himself, he just knows how it’s done. michael’s initial reaction to the drug is funny to him; he laughs, entertained. probably a bad idea to give this hyper - active child something that will only double that. 

then again it’s not a good idea for rudi to have it, either. gets reckless. “ yous did it good ! we’ll do more in a sec, just— tell me how yous feelin’. good, ain’t it ? like it ? feel that energy ? “</sub>

_{THE ENERGY was incredible, the most alive he’d ever felt. it was as if his body had been shocked to life, felt like he could run and run and run !! head nods at rudi, eyes are REALLY DARK now, wide and BLACK. he wants to stand up, wants to move so he does. hand reaches out for rudi too, devilish grin in place. “ c’mon lets go DO something. you gotta bring the coke though, don’t forget that. “ not sure what he wants to do exactly, just knows he doesnt want to SIT.} 

✮ angel boy.

                _{guessed that there was probably some truth to that . wouldn’t put anyone on a stage if they weren’t pretty enough to garner attention . but he wouldn’t exactly say they were any more attractive than anyone who visited a club . the demand earns a frown  -  not because the other looks particularly young , pushing late teens let alone early twenties .             ‘  it’s three in the afternoon , sweetheart , it’s not open for another few hours .  ’}

_{bottom lip juts outwards in what looks to be a POUT, considers protesting and asking him to open early today but he decides to accept the news given. A FEW HOURS - sounded like an eternity. “ well you still gotta take me. YOU GOTTA. in a few hours. i wanna dance with the pretty boys at your club. “}

_{“ maybe if you like my DANCING i could be on a stage like those other boys. “ the idea is amusing to michael, LAVISHED IN PRAISE, all eyes on him. his wildest dreams.}

✮ demon man.

fingers wrap around his glass, _{he brings the beverage to his lips, takes a quiet sip. big eyes are hooded lazily, a sign of exhaustion. just wanted a late - night dinner at denny’s, not to be pestered. questioned. “ yeah. “ he remains vague, doesn’t want to give information so easily. “ ain’t it passed ya curfew ? “}

_{“ curfew? ” looks back at the man, clearly offended though it’s within reason to think michael was a CHILD - both in his behavior and in appearance. “ i aint no KID. i don’t got a curfew. “ wasn’t honestly sure how old he was, could have very well been a kid, though he didn’t want to be CALLED ONE.}

✮ angel boy.

               _{‘  i see .  ’          already has one of those at home , so to speak . ghoul would dance for him if he asked . has before .        ‘  i’m not , but i do own a club . no pretty dancers , though .  ’       had thought about it , but it wasn’t exactly the vibe he was going for with eden . not that people didn’t dance  -  just didn’t pay anyone for it .       ‘  why do you want to talk to them ??  ’}

_{“ CAUSE they’re pretty. ” an honest answer, liked attention from pretty people. ( liked attention from any people ) “ they’re prettier than the other boys in the clubs. “ his FAVORITE boys, the ones on the stage. always wanted to be one of those boys.}

_{“ you OWN a club? “ his interest is suddenly piqued, leans body forward with a new gleam in his eyes. “ TAKE ME! take me to your club, i want to go. ” the prettiest boy MUST have the prettiest guests at his club. he wants them, he wants all of them. of course he’s not sure of his age, ( doesn’t know whether he’s OLD ENOUGH for clubs with no id to prove anything ) so he’s plenty used to SNEAKING IN though with the club owner there he couldn’t get KICKED OUT.}

artcoup:

        ^{❛    yeah, kinda. um, no, they don’t. i guess they aren’t as good as yours.    ❜   there’s a gloomy
    undertone in his voice, though he doesn’t let it get the best of him. forces the thoughts into the  back
    of his mind & focuses on finishing painting michael’s fingernails.} 

          ^{❛    first hand’s done !    ❜   he exclaims, raising the finished product so he can  observe  the  job
    he’s done. he releases a gentle stream of air through his pursed lips so the drying process is quicker.
    ❛    i think i did a good job, don’t you ? look,  i  didn’t  mess  it up  once !    ❜    he says with a grin so
    wide it aches his cheeks.}

_{while he wanted to make himself feel BETTER than auggie he didn’t mean to make him SAD. seemed to be good at that - last time he talked to seiji she acted all sad too because he called her dumb. he didn’t mean she was dumb he just meant she was ACTING DUMB.} 

_{this time he tries to PLAY NICE, bends his fingernails towards him and studies them carefully. “ they look PRETTY good. ” can’t expect too much from him. selfish boy.}

_{his attention span is dwindling quickly, notices they’re only through the first hand and he’s already  bored. “ i don’t wanna paint anymore, let’s do something else. “ standing up he’s careful not to mess up his nails, holding out his unpainted hand to help up august. “ you got any games ?? “}

✮ angel boy.

              _{has been pretty his whole life  -  was just created that way . somehow angelic beauty seemed to transfer to a human form too ; translucent skin , pearly white teeth and brilliant blue eyes that weren’t anything natural . would probably be a very sought after model , if he were to be one .         ‘  never paid for it , never been paid for it . don’t really need to . but i guess it is , if you squint hard enough .  ’}

_{figures its all the same, doesn’t really understand why someone would want to PAY to see someone naked. doesn’t make much sense to him, he’s seen plenty of naked people to know what they look like. NOTHING SPECIAL.}

_{“ i guess im just askin’ because i thought you might be one of them pretty boys at clubs that dance up on stage. always wanted to meet one of em but you always gotta pay em to see em. i dont even wanna see em naked, just wanna TALK TO EM.“ looks at lucifer thoughtfully, thinks he’s prettier than those guys on the stage. “ what do you do for a job, anyway? “}

@vintered liked for a STARTER!

_{“ you ever seen a RABBIT before? i got lots of ‘em. wanna see? ”}

ghoulardii:

rather than scold him, <sub>rudiger laughs. it’s equally as loud as the other’s voice, goofy smile stretches along his face, slanted. signature. rudi puts his finger in his mouth, sucks on it, ignores the bitter taste of the coke. “ a’ight. “ ghoul taps out a nice line for michael on the table, fingers reach for his twenty, rolls it up tight. hands it to the boy, he moves out of the way. 

“ lean over, close one nostril, n’ then sniff it up. the whole thing. n’ then yous gotta let yer head sit back n’ keep sniffin’ till yer sure yous got it. “</sub>

_{he lifts a sleeve pulled over long digits to rub against his tongue, wants to SPIT but avoids doing so. some got down, not much - not enough to make a noticeable difference. he’s glad rudi isn’t MAD AT HIM, wonders if it’s the coke he can thank for that.}

_{following the ghoul’s instructions he leans forward, lifting one finger to pinch his left nostril closed. with his other hand he places the tip of the twenty in his nose, body hunching to poke the corner of the line with the end of the twenty. he pauses nervously though doesn’t ask anymore questions, simply BRACES HIMSELF.}

_{squeezing his eyes shut he inhales quickly, moving the twenty sloppily along the line. the burn is almost immediate, a stinging pain above the roof of his mouth but he wants to get it all, wants to fell how rudi does. trying one more time he finishes snorting the rest, drops the twenty onto the table and throws himself back into the couch. for the first time michael is SPEECHLESS, just sits there with eyes shut tight, tears welling at the corners from the burn. he can feel it drip to the back of his throat, DOESN’T LIKE IT and clammy palms grip the couch cushion underneath him with blunt nails digging into the fabric.} 

_{he sits silently for a moment, eyes shut and body rigid. after a few moments however the burn begins to subside, clenched palms loosending from the couch cushion and soon he doesn’t feel anything. tongue touches the roof of his mouth and his gums feel numb, lets it glide across his teeth and those feel weird too. COLD, his teeth feel cold. there’s an odd taste in his mouth, an indescribable taste, it’s then that he’s hit with the high, a euphoric feeling that sends him sitting upright, pupils blown. he looks at rudiger and laughs, LOUDLY, falling back into the couch with a grin. HE’D NEVER FELT ANYTHING LIKE IT.}

_{“ you’re good at that. you did that so good! you just snorted it right up. like a pro COKE SNORTER! did you see me snort it? you gotta show me how to do it better. we can try again right? you really are a pro coke snorter. “}

@freezertrapped liked for a STARTER!

_{always had a hard time keeping his HANDS TO HIMSELF, begins by poking a finger through a ringlet atop the male’s head but before he can be stopped his entire hand is slotted between curly locks, arm stretched full length to reach. “ wish i had CURLIES like you. how’d you get your hair like that huh? your daddy have curly hair like that too? ”}

✮ angel boy. 

                _{mouth stretches into an easy grin . hears the compliment and allows it to coat him in gold .        ‘  i can be just as naked . but nah , i’ve never considered it .  ’         wouldn’t make anywhere near as much money as he does doing what he does now . but he’d get the attention he always craved . always have a spotlight on him , always have people wanting him . hating him .} 

_{can’t imagine why he’s never considered it, figures he’s probably gotten told he’s pretty his whole life. while the idea of modeling sounds nice, ( lavished in attention, placed on a pedestal ) michael lacks the motivation to actually TRY. besides, why go through all that work when there are already guys williing to pay to see you without clothes on?}

_{“ you ever paid money for sex before? that’s like’a type of modeling, right? ”}