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Hey, it's me Angel Dust! You've probably seen my movies, I mean who hasn't? You can ask me anythin' I promise I'm kind!
RULES

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Happy Valentine's day!
Ā» The guests start pouring in, having each of their names announced.
Ā» The Hotel lobby is tastefully decorated, white, light-blue-almost lilac flowers and pale yellow ones harmonizing with the decor, bringing subtlety to its usual red-and-gold palette.
There's a massive banquet table lined up with all kinds of delicious food, servers roam with trays of champagne flutes and little bite-sized - canapes, toasts with foie gras, mini pastries with an explosion of flavor inside the crunchy layers.
Ā» On the stage, a band of winds and strings is tuning, getting ready for the show. A cello, a violin, a bass and a saxo start playing jazz, a piano at the foot of the stage joining in. There's an empty area in front of it, perfect for dancing.
Ā» It's a luxurious event, elevated by the private nature of it. The Vees know how to set up a lavish party to appeal to their fellow overlords.
(In your response, describe your entrance and how you react to the scenery. You may begin interacting with the setup, or other characters as they arrive.)
What are the rules for the event?
Angel was wearing a similar dress to the one he wore for drag; but this dress has more pink. He looks more feminine than usual, he can't waot to see Husk's reaction. There's a big slit in the leg of the dress, making it rather revealing.
Angel hasn't been to the hotel in sometime. He looks around at everyone, purposely ignoring the Vees. Then his eyes land on Husk, he's sitting behind the bar. Angel walks over and sits down on a bar stool.
"Harder daddy?" he smirks at Husk, waiting for his reaction
(@gamblingkitty)
Husk grumbled, sitting at the bar and looking down at the shot glass in his claw. Getting lost in his thoughts, before his ear twitched and turned toward the sound of the other sitting beside him. And then the other spoke⦠He turned, eyes widening for a moment. āAngel?ā He said in surprise, before his ears slightly lowered remembering the last time they saw each other.
Husk was in a dress suit similar to the one he wore as an overlord, besides the- dress part but with a lot more red on it and lots of hints and jabs to being owned by Alastor. The top being suit-like while the bottom was a red and black long dress that went down to the floor, of course Al being Al, it was rather professional, mostly everything was covered. His bowtie on his hat, and another clipped onto one of ears cause Charlie said it was cute or whatever⦠āLong time no seeā¦ā he remarked gruffly, downing the shot in front of him. Eyes looking over the other curiously, the other was like some mascot for the Vees, but heād rather not bring that up. āā¦how have you been?ā He asked curiously, raising a brow.
He smirks, and flicks Husk's ear. "Eh. Been a littlw bored cause there's no grumpy ol' cat to annoy. How have you been?"
His chin was chest on his hand. Angelās lower arms were crossed. "And don't even try to lie. Cherri sent me pics of you and fat nuggets cuddling," he teased. "Pretty hot. You'd make a good dad."
Hey, puppets!!ā¤ļøā¤ļø
I know you all love me, and want to talk to me!
But first: R U L E S!
u need 2 b 18 or over before talking 2 me im not getting cancelled for that shit
dont even try 2 flirt w/ me im 2 good 4 u
dont act like ur better than me bc ur not
Velvette, Backbone of Vees
Ā» The guests start pouring in, having each of their names announced.
Ā» The Hotel lobby is tastefully decorated, white, light-blue-almost lilac flowers and pale yellow ones harmonizing with the decor, bringing subtlety to its usual red-and-gold palette.
There's a massive banquet table lined up with all kinds of delicious food, servers roam with trays of champagne flutes and little bite-sized - canapes, toasts with foie gras, mini pastries with an explosion of flavor inside the crunchy layers.
Ā» On the stage, a band of winds and strings is tuning, getting ready for the show. A cello, a violin, a bass and a saxo start playing jazz, a piano at the foot of the stage joining in. There's an empty area in front of it, perfect for dancing.
Ā» It's a luxurious event, elevated by the private nature of it. The Vees know how to set up a lavish party to appeal to their fellow overlords.
(In your response, describe your entrance and how you react to the scenery. You may begin interacting with the setup, or other characters as they arrive.)
What are the rules for the event?
Angel was wearing a similar dress to the one he wore for drag; but this dress has more pink. He looks more feminine than usual, he can't waot to see Husk's reaction. There's a big slit in the leg of the dress, making it rather revealing.
Angel hasn't been to the hotel in sometime. He looks around at everyone, purposely ignoring the Vees. Then his eyes land on Husk, he's sitting behind the bar. Angel walks over and sits down on a bar stool.
"Harder daddy?" he smirks at Husk, waiting for his reaction
(@gamblingkitty)

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@broadcasting-screams-since-33
An elaborate invite slips under a door, appears on a table, flies down inside a hose through a window. They all read the same thing:
You're invited to the Vees' crossdressing party (New event)
At: Hazbin Hotel
Sent by: Vox, Valentino, & Velvette
Date: First Sunday of February (2nd Feb)
Will you RSVP?
Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
hmph. *narrows his eyes, but accepts it. grabbing Angel's chin, he leans in, smiling* y'know i love you, baby, you're my favorite~ nobody else can compare to you š„°
"Heh... Yeah. I know," he chuckles nervously, hoping he's got out of trouble, and Val won't punish him.
amyways~ *purrs and snuggles against Angel, pressing him close to his chest* what did u do today, baby? š„° tell daddy Valentino about your day~
"The usual, y'know. Fucked some whores, met up with Husk, fucked some more whores. They paid good." He states nonchalantly.
*a shadow passes accross Val's face, his smile becoming more rehearsed, his grip suddenly lightly threatening against Angel's skin*
baby... *he pauses, trying to keep his composure, and redraws his smile, a sharp thing poorly covering the spark of anger on his eyes*
you... know i don't like that... cat you see. *he chuckles, trying to lighten his comment, like a little thing so easily discarded* i don't even know what you see on him, aha! š„° so... *an echo draws on his voice, dropping a few octaves* please stop seeing him. y'know i love you, baby, i only want the best for you~
*he smiles at the sinner on his lap, a possessive glint on his eyes, and his voice drops again, a purr designed to convince and coerce the response he wants out of Angel's lips* don't make me repeat it again. please? š„°
He gulps silently. The realisation that he fucked up is dawning on him. The mention of Husk was something he tried to not do, but everyone stumbles.
"Right, sorry, Val!" He apologised hastily, clearing his throat. He chuckled nervously, stiffening in Val's lap.
mmmhm~ *smiles and pulls Angel in, leaning in to whisper in his ear* promise me you won't hang out with him again, mkay baby? you know it makes me sad, u don't want to make me sad, do u Angie?
He shifts uncomfortably. He looks away, a small frown on his face. He crossed his bottom set of fingers behind his back. "I..." he took a deep breath, "I promise, Val..." he looks back at him, a smile plastered onto his face.
*Valentino smiles, pleased, and leans in to kiss Angel* good baby~ i love you so much, i only want the best for you ā¤ļø
He kisses Val back. "Yeah, Uh, I love you too, V."
*his fingers dig into Angel's short hair, hands wandering down his back towards his waist as his tongue delves deeper...*
He whimpers as Val digs fingers into his hair.
*heat swirls and rises on Val's stomach, squeezing his favorite toy against himself, leaning him into the sofa. he's been having such bad days lately, but Angel always makes it better, his one relief every time regardless of how long his day was*
*hands coming up to caress under his clothes, knuckles brush against the inside of the top as he presses his fingers to fluff, enjoying the feeling of the soft threads between his fingers. while his mouth descends over the soft jaw and neck, his lower hands busy themselves with taking off his shorts, leaving the spider's bottom half naked against the couch*
He shivered, from cold and Valentino's touch. He felt claustrophobic, stuck between Val and couch. He knew he just had to play along, and make Val feel good. once Val felt good, he'd feel good, Val would ask less of him. Maybe even talk to Vox and play with him instead. But right now, he was the one was Val was playing with.
One thing Angel couldn't deny was that Val's hands on him, felt good in a disgusting twisted way. He tried to imagine it was Husk, not his evil abuser, his cute cat boyfriend. This fantasy broke when he felt Val's hands getting rougher, more painful and less gentle.
*Val may not be the most observant in his day to day life, but sex is the one thing that - alongside making movies - he can confidently claim he's an expert at. he notices Angel's discomfort, and he frowns. how very odd of his top star to make such an amateur mistake, to let his emotions show on his actions. he really must've had a long day, poor baby*
*oh well, nothing that can't be fixed. Valentino grabs Angel's jaw, locking him into place, tongue delving to the back of his throat; his saliva thoroughly coating the insides.*
*it took effect fast - his saliva was, after all, the strongest aphrodisiac in hell. it sold its weight in gold, each vial of love potion costing an arm and a leg. really, Angel should feel lucky to experience it.*
*it was enough to make any sinner - minus overlords - be completely consumed by sexual desire, to the point they were so desperate to let anything happen to them if it even meant the hint of a promise for relief. just a drop was enough to make its effects take place... but Angel was used to drinking it enough by now, that he needed the higher dose to really get going, Valentino reasoned in the back of his mind. that must've been why his first kiss hadn't had its usual instantaneous effect*
Over the years Angel had built up a sort of immunity to Val's saliva, it still affected him, just a lot less. The way Val's hands felt on his thighs... A soft moan escaped his mouth. Val' tongue explores his mouth. He felt himself grow hard as Val stroked a little too close.
Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
hmph. *narrows his eyes, but accepts it. grabbing Angel's chin, he leans in, smiling* y'know i love you, baby, you're my favorite~ nobody else can compare to you š„°
"Heh... Yeah. I know," he chuckles nervously, hoping he's got out of trouble, and Val won't punish him.
amyways~ *purrs and snuggles against Angel, pressing him close to his chest* what did u do today, baby? š„° tell daddy Valentino about your day~
"The usual, y'know. Fucked some whores, met up with Husk, fucked some more whores. They paid good." He states nonchalantly.
*a shadow passes accross Val's face, his smile becoming more rehearsed, his grip suddenly lightly threatening against Angel's skin*
baby... *he pauses, trying to keep his composure, and redraws his smile, a sharp thing poorly covering the spark of anger on his eyes*
you... know i don't like that... cat you see. *he chuckles, trying to lighten his comment, like a little thing so easily discarded* i don't even know what you see on him, aha! š„° so... *an echo draws on his voice, dropping a few octaves* please stop seeing him. y'know i love you, baby, i only want the best for you~
*he smiles at the sinner on his lap, a possessive glint on his eyes, and his voice drops again, a purr designed to convince and coerce the response he wants out of Angel's lips* don't make me repeat it again. please? š„°
He gulps silently. The realisation that he fucked up is dawning on him. The mention of Husk was something he tried to not do, but everyone stumbles.
"Right, sorry, Val!" He apologised hastily, clearing his throat. He chuckled nervously, stiffening in Val's lap.
mmmhm~ *smiles and pulls Angel in, leaning in to whisper in his ear* promise me you won't hang out with him again, mkay baby? you know it makes me sad, u don't want to make me sad, do u Angie?
He shifts uncomfortably. He looks away, a small frown on his face. He crossed his bottom set of fingers behind his back. "I..." he took a deep breath, "I promise, Val..." he looks back at him, a smile plastered onto his face.
*Valentino smiles, pleased, and leans in to kiss Angel* good baby~ i love you so much, i only want the best for you ā¤ļø
He kisses Val back. "Yeah, Uh, I love you too, V."
*his fingers dig into Angel's short hair, hands wandering down his back towards his waist as his tongue delves deeper...*
He whimpers as Val digs fingers into his hair.
*heat swirls and rises on Val's stomach, squeezing his favorite toy against himself, leaning him into the sofa. he's been having such bad days lately, but Angel always makes it better, his one relief every time regardless of how long his day was*
*hands coming up to caress under his clothes, knuckles brush against the inside of the top as he presses his fingers to fluff, enjoying the feeling of the soft threads between his fingers. while his mouth descends over the soft jaw and neck, his lower hands busy themselves with taking off his shorts, leaving the spider's bottom half naked against the couch*
He shivered, from cold and Valentino's touch. He felt claustrophobic, stuck between Val and couch. He knew he just had to play along, and make Val feel good. once Val felt good, he'd feel good, Val would ask less of him. Maybe even talk to Vox and play with him instead. But right now, he was the one was Val was playing with.
One thing Angel couldn't deny was that Val's hands on him, felt good in a disgusting twisted way. He tried to imagine it was Husk, not his evil abuser, his cute cat boyfriend. This fantasy broke when he felt Val's hands getting rougher, more painful and less gentle.
shoot him?
yes
no
(lineart + no gun versions below)
"I wouldn't be completely against shooting himā I MEANā Please do not shoot my boss! I am not being forced to say this."
Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
hmph. *narrows his eyes, but accepts it. grabbing Angel's chin, he leans in, smiling* y'know i love you, baby, you're my favorite~ nobody else can compare to you š„°
"Heh... Yeah. I know," he chuckles nervously, hoping he's got out of trouble, and Val won't punish him.
amyways~ *purrs and snuggles against Angel, pressing him close to his chest* what did u do today, baby? š„° tell daddy Valentino about your day~
"The usual, y'know. Fucked some whores, met up with Husk, fucked some more whores. They paid good." He states nonchalantly.
*a shadow passes accross Val's face, his smile becoming more rehearsed, his grip suddenly lightly threatening against Angel's skin*
baby... *he pauses, trying to keep his composure, and redraws his smile, a sharp thing poorly covering the spark of anger on his eyes*
you... know i don't like that... cat you see. *he chuckles, trying to lighten his comment, like a little thing so easily discarded* i don't even know what you see on him, aha! š„° so... *an echo draws on his voice, dropping a few octaves* please stop seeing him. y'know i love you, baby, i only want the best for you~
*he smiles at the sinner on his lap, a possessive glint on his eyes, and his voice drops again, a purr designed to convince and coerce the response he wants out of Angel's lips* don't make me repeat it again. please? š„°
He gulps silently. The realisation that he fucked up is dawning on him. The mention of Husk was something he tried to not do, but everyone stumbles.
"Right, sorry, Val!" He apologised hastily, clearing his throat. He chuckled nervously, stiffening in Val's lap.
mmmhm~ *smiles and pulls Angel in, leaning in to whisper in his ear* promise me you won't hang out with him again, mkay baby? you know it makes me sad, u don't want to make me sad, do u Angie?
He shifts uncomfortably. He looks away, a small frown on his face. He crossed his bottom set of fingers behind his back. "I..." he took a deep breath, "I promise, Val..." he looks back at him, a smile plastered onto his face.
*Valentino smiles, pleased, and leans in to kiss Angel* good baby~ i love you so much, i only want the best for you ā¤ļø
He kisses Val back. "Yeah, Uh, I love you too, V."
*his fingers dig into Angel's short hair, hands wandering down his back towards his waist as his tongue delves deeper...*
He whimpers as Val digs fingers into his hair.

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Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
hmph. *narrows his eyes, but accepts it. grabbing Angel's chin, he leans in, smiling* y'know i love you, baby, you're my favorite~ nobody else can compare to you š„°
"Heh... Yeah. I know," he chuckles nervously, hoping he's got out of trouble, and Val won't punish him.
amyways~ *purrs and snuggles against Angel, pressing him close to his chest* what did u do today, baby? š„° tell daddy Valentino about your day~
"The usual, y'know. Fucked some whores, met up with Husk, fucked some more whores. They paid good." He states nonchalantly.
*a shadow passes accross Val's face, his smile becoming more rehearsed, his grip suddenly lightly threatening against Angel's skin*
baby... *he pauses, trying to keep his composure, and redraws his smile, a sharp thing poorly covering the spark of anger on his eyes*
you... know i don't like that... cat you see. *he chuckles, trying to lighten his comment, like a little thing so easily discarded* i don't even know what you see on him, aha! š„° so... *an echo draws on his voice, dropping a few octaves* please stop seeing him. y'know i love you, baby, i only want the best for you~
*he smiles at the sinner on his lap, a possessive glint on his eyes, and his voice drops again, a purr designed to convince and coerce the response he wants out of Angel's lips* don't make me repeat it again. please? š„°
He gulps silently. The realisation that he fucked up is dawning on him. The mention of Husk was something he tried to not do, but everyone stumbles.
"Right, sorry, Val!" He apologised hastily, clearing his throat. He chuckled nervously, stiffening in Val's lap.
mmmhm~ *smiles and pulls Angel in, leaning in to whisper in his ear* promise me you won't hang out with him again, mkay baby? you know it makes me sad, u don't want to make me sad, do u Angie?
He shifts uncomfortably. He looks away, a small frown on his face. He crossed his bottom set of fingers behind his back. "I..." he took a deep breath, "I promise, Val..." he looks back at him, a smile plastered onto his face.
*Valentino smiles, pleased, and leans in to kiss Angel* good baby~ i love you so much, i only want the best for you ā¤ļø
He kisses Val back. "Yeah, Uh, I love you too, V."
Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
hmph. *narrows his eyes, but accepts it. grabbing Angel's chin, he leans in, smiling* y'know i love you, baby, you're my favorite~ nobody else can compare to you š„°
"Heh... Yeah. I know," he chuckles nervously, hoping he's got out of trouble, and Val won't punish him.
amyways~ *purrs and snuggles against Angel, pressing him close to his chest* what did u do today, baby? š„° tell daddy Valentino about your day~
"The usual, y'know. Fucked some whores, met up with Husk, fucked some more whores. They paid good." He states nonchalantly.
*a shadow passes accross Val's face, his smile becoming more rehearsed, his grip suddenly lightly threatening against Angel's skin*
baby... *he pauses, trying to keep his composure, and redraws his smile, a sharp thing poorly covering the spark of anger on his eyes*
you... know i don't like that... cat you see. *he chuckles, trying to lighten his comment, like a little thing so easily discarded* i don't even know what you see on him, aha! š„° so... *an echo draws on his voice, dropping a few octaves* please stop seeing him. y'know i love you, baby, i only want the best for you~
*he smiles at the sinner on his lap, a possessive glint on his eyes, and his voice drops again, a purr designed to convince and coerce the response he wants out of Angel's lips* don't make me repeat it again. please? š„°
He gulps silently. The realisation that he fucked up is dawning on him. The mention of Husk was something he tried to not do, but everyone stumbles.
"Right, sorry, Val!" He apologised hastily, clearing his throat. He chuckled nervously, stiffening in Val's lap.
mmmhm~ *smiles and pulls Angel in, leaning in to whisper in his ear* promise me you won't hang out with him again, mkay baby? you know it makes me sad, u don't want to make me sad, do u Angie?
He shifts uncomfortably. He looks away, a small frown on his face. He crossed his bottom set of fingers behind his back. "I..." he took a deep breath, "I promise, Val..." he looks back at him, a smile plastered onto his face.
Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
hmph. *narrows his eyes, but accepts it. grabbing Angel's chin, he leans in, smiling* y'know i love you, baby, you're my favorite~ nobody else can compare to you š„°
"Heh... Yeah. I know," he chuckles nervously, hoping he's got out of trouble, and Val won't punish him.
amyways~ *purrs and snuggles against Angel, pressing him close to his chest* what did u do today, baby? š„° tell daddy Valentino about your day~
"The usual, y'know. Fucked some whores, met up with Husk, fucked some more whores. They paid good." He states nonchalantly.
*a shadow passes accross Val's face, his smile becoming more rehearsed, his grip suddenly lightly threatening against Angel's skin*
baby... *he pauses, trying to keep his composure, and redraws his smile, a sharp thing poorly covering the spark of anger on his eyes*
you... know i don't like that... cat you see. *he chuckles, trying to lighten his comment, like a little thing so easily discarded* i don't even know what you see on him, aha! š„° so... *an echo draws on his voice, dropping a few octaves* please stop seeing him. y'know i love you, baby, i only want the best for you~
*he smiles at the sinner on his lap, a possessive glint on his eyes, and his voice drops again, a purr designed to convince and coerce the response he wants out of Angel's lips* don't make me repeat it again. please? š„°
He gulps silently. The realisation that he fucked up is dawning on him. The mention of Husk was something he tried to not do, but everyone stumbles.
"Right, sorry, Val!" He apologised hastily, clearing his throat. He chuckled nervously, stiffening in Val's lap.
Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
hmph. *narrows his eyes, but accepts it. grabbing Angel's chin, he leans in, smiling* y'know i love you, baby, you're my favorite~ nobody else can compare to you š„°
"Heh... Yeah. I know," he chuckles nervously, hoping he's got out of trouble, and Val won't punish him.
amyways~ *purrs and snuggles against Angel, pressing him close to his chest* what did u do today, baby? š„° tell daddy Valentino about your day~
"The usual, y'know. Fucked some whores, met up with Husk, fucked some more whores. They paid good." He states nonchalantly.
Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
hmph. *narrows his eyes, but accepts it. grabbing Angel's chin, he leans in, smiling* y'know i love you, baby, you're my favorite~ nobody else can compare to you š„°
"Heh... Yeah. I know," he chuckles nervously, hoping he's got out of trouble, and Val won't punish him.

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Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
He just shrugs. Welp! Got nuffin' better to do. He walks out and plops onto Val's lap, smirking at muffled silence.
mmh~ *one of his upper hands comes up to rest on Angel's upper arm while he snuggles against the soft crook where his jaw meets the neck, leaving a soft kiss on there and enjoying his perfume*
He leans into Val's fur, Val may not be nice sometimes, but the fluff! "So fluffy!"
(i have no triggers apart from the words 'trust us'ššive been desensitized to everything ever since i walked in on my parents fucking at the age of 8 T-T)
*laughs under breath and his hand cups the back of Angel's head, letting him bury into his fluff*
(OOC: BRO???? ... do u wanna talk about it?)
"Yk this is really soft, how often do you groom it?" he asks taking notes for his own chest fluff.
(ooc: it's fine i barely remember)
like, pfft, every day. ill let u borrow my products, if u want š„°
(OOC: ... let's talk)
"Thanks, Val! You're being really nice today!"
*reels back, pouting in offense and hurt* am i not always nice? i always try to help you, you're the one that makes things difficult. š
"Of course you are! That's not what I meant! What i meant was... You're bein' nice, for a demon," he clears his throat. "Y'know?"
Hey... Val, Vox's decapitated head keeps complainin' about not bein' fed. Is there a way to shut him up?
-@angeldust-offical
ugh just ignore him š he doesnt ACTUALLY need food, he doesnt even have a stomach to process it, let him cry all he wants š
Can I put him under a couch cushion to muffle his voice? Or does he need to breathe? Wait, can tvs even breathe?
uhhh... i dont think so. u can try?
this is about to get interesting... lmao
Shoves vox under a cushion, he sighs at the peaceful muffled screams. This is niceš„°
*leans back on the sofa, smiling and sipping his coffee* finally, some fucking peace. *tilts his head towards Angel, giving him a hungry once-over* now that he'll leave us alone... why don't you come make me company, baby~?
@weatherboy-tvhead (in case u wanna participate)
YOU ASSHOLES! I literally canāt do anything as just a head! Iām starving. Val how many times do I need to apologize? I already just bought you a bunch of stuff plus I placed an order for that Mexican place you like! Theyāll be delivering your food in five minutes. At least give me a snack.
ā¦please.
ugh- he's still so loud even below the cushion š can we mute him somehow? *grumbles under his breath, annoyed*
Vox groaned then powered off. This was a waste of energy if they were going to starve him.
oh- yay š„°
*the bell rings, and Val rolls his eyes, getting Angel off his lap* what IS IT?!?!
*at the door, a trembling delivery guy offers Val food. he looks at the sinner, snatches the delivery, and when the guy shakily extends his hand to ask for a tip - val slams the door on his face and goes back to the sofa, food in hand*
@angeldust-offical baby, did u order this?
"Omg! Food!" his gaze locks on the food, all his meals today has been cigarettes. His stomach growls at the small. "Nope. Wasn't me."
*thinking, Val glances over at the couch, and he presses his lips with a slightly uncomfortable feeling. ignoring it, he puts the food down for him and Angel to eat.*
*however, he keeps glancing towards where Vox is, guilt growing on his face. with a resigned sigh, he walks over to him and pulls the screen from below the couch cushions, tapping on the screen with his claw*
ey. pendejo. food's here. weren't u hungry? @weatherboy-tvhead
Vox stays powered down, ignoring Val and Angel. He doesnāt even bother to display a charging symbol or the VoxTek logo on his screen. He just stays silent.
Youāre welcome, he thinks.
uhhh.... fuck, is he dead? *shakes the screen with growing worry* voxxie? vox? hey... *his fluff lifts, a little anxious squeak accompanying his words*
Vox immediately senses Valās anxiety and powers back on.
Iām alive, babe. Youāre safe to keep hating me.
oh thank god- *hugs the screen against his chest in relief, then blushes realizing his overdone reaction* uh- i mean- fuck you, u made me think u were dead š .........do u really need to eat?
Angel's just sitting stuffing his face and watching the tea