#egokilled

The same sentiment has been echoed by so, so many of his coworkers and other avatars that it shouldn't bother Jon as much as it does. Yet, here he is, having to fight himself to not snap at Vincent. No matter what he might have said, the fact of the matter is that nothing would help him sleep, he doesn't think any of the avatars have to sleep so long as they're feeding their patrons. Even without that, Jon hadn't been able to sleep prior to fully being claimed by the Eye because of everything he had been through.

@egokilled said: “ Yeah. Now I'm gonna punch you in the face. ” Nimona Prompts

Cackling, Ava grins crookedly up at Vox, tempted to goad him into actually throwing the punch. Looks can be deceiving, she knows that better than most, so it was entirely possible in her mind that he could punch way harder than she's gauging him at right now. He looked spindly, they both did, and Ava hit like a truck.

"...." he casually lifts a remote set to a very particular frequency and hits 'Mute'

@egokilled asked: vox kisses vincent to fluster them. (terrible bastard FLDKSJKDJ)

Maybe Vox was testing him. Maybe he just wanted to see him squirm. Whatever the case might’ve been Vincent wasn’t ready for such intimacy when he turned his face up to continue explaining the report only to be caught in a kiss. A kiss that was a little too forceful. A little too insistent. Out of place enough to tip him off his usual axis and out of his own equilibrium.

It wasn’t an unwelcome act–far from it, if he’s perfectly honest–but it wasn’t something he was prepared for either.

If it had been Travis, he could’ve pushed him away. Could have pushed him away or played him like a well tuned violin–turn the desperation into the upper hand. But Vox wasn’t Travis. He wasn’t someone could manipulate–at least not without proper preparation–so the eel was left reeling. Clearing his throat and licking his lips unconsciously as mint eyes darted back to the report. Back to familiarity the moment Vox pulled away. He wasn’t stupid–nor delusional–whatever this was, it wasn’t something substantial.

i'd like to shout @egokilled for being really thoughtful and considerate - we had a great short talk last night and they seem like a genuinely stand up mun who i can't wait to write more with!

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@egokilled asked: [ ROOFTOP ] : for your muse to find mine on a rooftop (for verosika) ; ✧ — ⋆ 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

    Verosika always hosted parties every week. The guest list was "VIP Only" but the members were far from that; anyone was invited. Friends of friends, acquaintances, coworkers, one-night stands, anybody. Even shitty Overlords with tiny ego complexes. Of course, hosting a party for Overlords was a whole other scenario that tickled her eagerness a little bit.

    Spotting Vox at one of these at the rooftop of the party house was a surprise for her. Less eagerness and more curious; an Overlord that was known for running one of the most profitable companies in Hell hiding out on a rooftop?

    "Well ... you're a guy I didn't expect to see hiding out here," she muttered, hands resting on her hips. "Not a people person, huh? Only anti-social demons hide on rooftops like this and stare out on the city like it's some emotional movie scene.

@egokilled comming in! -> "What do you have to be sad about? Did one of the Paw Patrol dogs die?" [ ted lasso starters ]

Cal's spiraling thoughts abruptly come to a halt, and he takes a second to process what the kark Vox just said to him. He's still embarrassingly teary-eyed, and he clears his throat as he wipes at his face, not quite looking up at him.

Well, he was feeling sad, that's true. Sometimes, everything Cal's experienced just crashes over him when he least expects it, both good and bad. Most of the time, he can handle it, finding some way to distract himself from the swelling tide of experiences.

But sometimes, like today, it gets the better of him, sending him into a downward spiral of emotional turmoil. He doesn't usually cry, but, well, that's neither here nor there.

Embarrassingly, Vox found him before he could calm himself down, and once Cal is calm again he'll be rightfully mortified at the display of vulnerability. For now, though, he's mostly just confused.

Cal clears his throat again, wiping his eyes, and finally turns to look at Vox with an incredulous expression.