#punchedpentagram

Tap tap.

The Hotel has been all a-buzz with noise since the incident, Sinners coming in droves and pulling keys from the shelves. Excitement and voices, sounds from every which way coming up and down the halls as the rooms began to fill up and folk explored the place with a happy hotelier at their tail. New voices all around, though most do their best to avoid the King's own floor.

Tap tap, tap tap.

Cacophony all around. Yet, this sound is distinct from it all, quiet yet difficult to ignore once it's noticed. It's at Lucifer's window, and it's a rhythmic tapping that sounds similar to a certain woman's knock.

Tap tap. Tap tap, tap tap, Tap tap tap.

.. .. Tap tap, Tap tap, tap tap. Tap tap tap.

Like a heartbeat tapping at his tower window all the way this high in the sky.

This just gained more weight to it too, didn't it?

"You come at me, and my DAUGHTER, don't forget: You're in MY HOUSE, bitch!"

❛ . . . Husker,❜  the demon croons. His sharp claw taps against his glass, the empty reciprocal ringing like a dinner bell. The radio demon leans himself over the bar, humming as his head pivots to search for a specific bottle.

❛ What is the POINT of a bartender who fails to keep drinks filled? Hmmm? ❜  Alastor taps his claws on the glass again, eyebrows raising pointedly. ❛ Where's the WHISKEY RYE, old pal? ❜ 

@punchedpentagram asked: “ i’ll use small words so that you’ll be sure to understand, you warthog faced buffoon. ” (Vox @ Cache)

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"Yes, sir." Fingertips tap against their tablet with slightly more force than necessary, the intern (unpaid) not looking up from their notes.

Working with the Vees, one had to learn to take things on the chin - Vox meant every word he said, but luckily he would typically forget all about any transgressions within a matter of hours. Whatever slight Cache had committed - brought the coffee too slow, forgot to feed the shark, didn't start the promotion for the VoxPhone 28 exactly on time - would be forgotten as soon as someone else messed up.

They had worked in more toxic environments. At least then they'd been getting paid.

@punchedpentagram asked: 🍆 Versosika @ Emberlyn yes yes

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Every inch of her body felt like it was alight, burning with a fever just at the cusp of breaking. When she'd first come across Verosika Mayday, Emberlyn hadn't seen a rival - maybe a friendly one - but someone who could perhaps give her some pointers on how to win Blitzy's heart, that they could bond over their once-mutual love over the bad boy with a heart of gold who had stumbled into each of their lives.

She never imagined she would end up in the superstar's bed.

Emberlyn was, of course, no virgin, but being with the type of divine creature that just oozed sex from her every pore, every word, every movement was unlike anything she had ever experienced from any of her mortal lovers. All of the books, all of the roleplay forums, all of the fanfiction in the multiverse could never have prepared her for his.

Her hands, shaking almost as much as her thighs had been for the past hour, slid up the singer's arms, over her shoulders, clasping her face.

@punchedpentagram asked: “I will never stop trying. Because when you find the one… you never give up.” (Husker @ Angel Dust)

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Angel sighed, leaning forward to rest his forehead in the crook of Husker's neck. His arms come up, curling around the bartender's shoulders, clinging onto him like he was Angel's only lifeline, like the spider would fall to pieces unless he could climb inside Husker.

"When're ya gonna stop thinkin' I'm worth this much trouble, Whiskers?" When are you gonna leave me, like everyone else? When are you going to decide that I'm not enough for you? When am I going to be too much for you?

@punchedpentagram asked: "What if I told you I’ve been thinking about you all day?" (Stolas @ Romeo)

𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

"Good things only, I hope." He chuckled softly, running his hand down Stolas's wrist to loosely interlock their fingers. Romeo raised the feathered limb to his lips, brushing a soft kiss to Stolas's knuckles.

It was a bit of a thrill, knowing that he could haunt someone's narrative, whether it was for completely innocent or less-so reasons. It might not be very humble of him to admit, but Romeo liked knowing someone was thinking about him, especially when they were someone as pretty as Stolas.

@punchedpentagram asked: Letting a hand linger on their shoulder just a second too long. (Husker @ Angel)

𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

His skin felt like it was on fire where Husker had touched him.

Which was saying something, considering Husker hadn't even touched his skin. Even the slightest brush of a hand, however accidental, from the bartender was enough to send Angel's nerves alight, every part of him already hyper-aware, but then Husk's touch had lingered, like he knew the effect he was having on Angel and wanted to draw it out for as long as possible.

He hadn't even realized he'd been holding his breath until - after what felt like hours - Husk's fingers fell away, and Angel's starving lungs gulped in fresh oxygen. This cat made Angel feel like such a Satan-damned virgin without even trying.