I'm back, bitches!

the vees playing strip poker but every time Vox and Val glance away Velvette summons a new accessory or skimpy article of clothing, simultaneously securing a guaranteed victory for herself through attrition and visually edging both her partners to the brink of insanity

sometimes you just have to admit you don't have any fucking clue what Valentino thinks ValAngel is. are they dating? is that his toy? does he know he's an abusive piece of shit? soulmates? just fucking around? coworkers with benefits? a divine punishment in the form of a constant reminder of who he used to be? besties???? it could be anything

“but he did [this horrific thing]” i am neither his keeper nor happy with every single decision he makes. Also he is not real

they're a problematic character TO YOU. they're problematic to me as well but I'm being weird and horny about it so it's different

Melissa is Velvette's assistant. Meaning she gets to be around the other Vees more than her any other employee. The three sit together on the sofas at the Vee Tower. The purple-haired girl, fetching them coffee nearby. Valentino and Vox can't help but notice that after a while of her quick flings, Velvette seems to be the only one of them, who is constantly accompanied by a singular person. Her person. Melissa's presence seems to be seeping through their domestic spaces, which was particularly unusual with Velvette's workers. Velvette takes the coffee cup from her assistant, grabbing her by chin, examinating her face in a way, that one would think of as intimidating. And it probably is. Velvette lets go, allowing Melissa to bring the other two their cups. The Media Overlord's gaze following her figure across the room. Eyes almost glowing.