#helluvaflames

"Satan, so glad you could make it. I know how busy your schedule is, though it's nice you made the time to have this meeting," Asmodeus said, standing aside to allow Satan to enter his palace. "I assume Yogirt will be attending as well?"

" i don't feel so good, i think i may be getting sick "

the overlord already was rambling too much stuff going on there was fights brawls within the casino. he of course had to stop these sinner from causing more trouble. finally it call calmed down. sitting at the bar resting as he waiting for a drink, ears perked up as he looked over t the imp who suddenly didnt look too well " did you drink too much ?" he idly moved over a seat he usually didn't approaching sinners or imps but he wasn't heartless, a claw lightly pushed through the imps hair feeling if she was running warm " did someone messed with your drink ?"

@helluvaflames sent : [ CHAIR ]: the distinct lack of available chairs in a room results in the sender having no choice but to sit in the receiver's lap. (From Stolas)

Of course, there were barely any seats available. By sheer luck, Vassago managed to grab one, shifting slightly to make sure it was claimed as his own. Before he even realized it, someone settled onto his lap — his companion, Stolas.

"Stolas, querida, getting comfortable, I see," he chirped softly, a playful note in his voice. arms lightly wrapping his around waist

@helluvaflames sent: “Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?” (Velvette to Vaggie)

Vaggie barely kept herself from rolling her remaining eye at the question. Of course, Velvette hadn't been informed of who she was and what her role was. This wasn't the first time this happened. To tell the whole truth, it seemed to be the normalcy. She had lost count of how many times she had been forced to introduce herself to people who should have already known.

She had come to the conclusion that it had to be part of the "trial period" Vox had said she would have to go through before getting a proper open-ended contract for the position she had been offered. What she couldn't figure out was what the Overlord was trying to obtain with that bullshit.

...Maybe it was a test to see if she could control her temper. Screenface had mentioned that during the job interview. Well, joke's on him, because she had been forged into a soldier, she could hold her anger back. ...Most of the time, at least.

"I'm your security detail for the day, ma'am," she answered in a flat tone, even if her expression betrayed a good deal of annoyance. "Apologies, I thought Mr. Vox had informed you of my presence."

That was a huge lie, but Velvette couldn't have known it.

This is the first ever Shoutout Saturday post!! I've entered +100 roleplayer accounts into a spinner and let the wheel of fate decide! I will be doing this every week to honor more of my followers and bring a little light onto their roleplay blogs! Please reblog to spread and promote their blogs. It's nice being seen in such a large community. ❤️👑

@holoharbinger / @creationtainted / @etcrnalust

Sai is absolutely such a joy to know and roleplay with. As much as they are funny and kind, I admire greatly their handle on their muses ( Vox/Adam/Asmodeus ). Though I've only roleplayed with their Vox, I do read their interactions on their other accounts and it always blows me away how they can jump from muse to muse and have their voices sing every time. Definitely worth the follow and getting to know better. I'll always recommend them. ❤️

@helluvaflames

Alyssa isn't someone I talk to often. But from the times I had, they're a total sweetheart who's always willing to compromise and plot together. Incredibly understanding; and don't get me started on their portrayals. They roleplay 8 characters from Helluva Boss and even if I haven't had the pleasure of really getting to roleplay with them or see everyone in their arsenal at play, I really think they have an amazing grasp of Stolas and Fizzarolli. ❤️

@infernalfated

Jazzy has a relatively newer blog to the fandom! She roleplays Velvette, Vaggie, Cherri, Emily, Lute and Frank! Which I think is an interesting arsenal of characters to roleplay all together on his little roster. I haven't gotten to speak to them much nor roleplay with them, but the little bit I've seen has been enjoyable so far! Seems like life has gotten a little much for them but I'm sure some new faces and friends could be just what they need. ❤️

@helluvaflames ᴘʀᴇɢᴜɴᴛᴀʀᴏɴ; 'I'll admit I have thought of you like that.' Stolas to Vassago

                ᯓ★ ―  Vassago felt the sharp sting of a piece of food lodge in his throat, a momentary panic rising within him. He instinctively recoiled, coughing violently as he fought to expel the obstruction, not caring where the bits of his meal scattered around him. As he regained his breath, his gaze shifted to Stolas, the figure he had long admired from afar. A warmth blossomed in his chest at the thought that Stolas might also entertain sentiments for him, his heart swelling with hope and a rush of unspoken feelings. ❝ P-Perdón ? ❞ Vassago was not naive; he knew all too well that those lingering thoughts had faded into oblivion, swallowed by the passage of time. Pero por el amor de Dios, he wished it. ❝ Y-You really did ? ❞

"I had a nightmare that you left me." Velvette to Vox

"Velvette, dear. Why would I do that?" Vox questioned as he reached out and wiped some tears away from her face with his thumb while his other arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to him.

”Where is it.. Damn you, where is it?“ Stella cursed beneath her breath, fingers dancing along the bookshelves in the solarium with a furrowed brow. Frost misted off of her form and billowed in mushroom clouds upon the floor, dragging the temperature down as ice crackled and crawled along the panes of glass encasing the room.

It wasn't here, she must have peeled her eyes over the every cover at least seven times in the past ten, hyper-focused minutes.

Bless. Bless. Triple bless.

Flakes of snow trailed from Stella's shoulders as she took her sweeping leave, practically flying her way down the cavernous halls to where her husband's office resided - just opposite her own. If it was not in the Solarium, he would surely know exactly where it is.