Dec 26, 2025
[ A text message for Vox @usedhearts ! She may be vibrating internally, heehee!
⌖ Hello! I'm now free for the rest of the evening. Let me know when you'd like me to stop by. ]
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[ A text message for Vox @usedhearts ! She may be vibrating internally, heehee!
⌖ Hello! I'm now free for the rest of the evening. Let me know when you'd like me to stop by. ]
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@usedhearts asked:
Vox came into Angel's dressing room, flopping on his couch as had become a habit for him. But the smile on his face spelled trouble. "Hey, Angel, wanna play a game?"
Vox, busting into his dressing room and shooting off a John-ass Kramer line? With THAT kind of smile stretched across his face? Now, plenty could be said about Angel being a piss poor judge of character-- but Angel was mighty interested.
"Yeah, sure-- but if it's strip poker, I'm makin' fun a' you for pickin' such a cliche way a' gettin' me naked."
@usedhearts (from here!)
A little static hitch at the kiss! (It had been how long, and he still did the equivalent of his heart skipping a beat? He hoped it never stopped.)
"Oh, I admittedly like Christmas! Well -- I enjoy the festivities and the nostalgia. And this." And he kissed Leal right back <3
i let my body be seen, again and again,
thinking that maybe this time,
if i gave enough of myself,
someone would finally choose to love me.
[A switch to their DMs] BIG VITCH IN CHARGE And true to his word, Vox stops. Jumps out of the wires in front of Val, arms out to either sid
((In which @pimp-n-out Valentino finds out he's not the only Valentino that Thresher has fucked, and Thresh continues to be a big idiot. :3 With chat log appearances by @usedhearts Somni and his Val (and also one quick @rheddradio Rhedd hello). Wasn't sure how to make the chat logs stand out visually from the face to face interactions, so I just screenshot them instead. And YOU 🫵 will ignore the timestamps on those chat logs >:V RP takes a long time sometimes okay 😅
Maybe I'll post more chat logs in like a reblog under a readmore bc he sure was chatty to more than just Val))
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@usedhearts continued from X.
“You need to learn how and when to assert your authority. You let too many people with far too much power walk all over you and use your spinelessness to paint you in a poor light.”
She delivers this matter of factly, as if it was as simple as tying your shoes, arms folded with a faint huff. “People will respect you when they know they can’t push you around or use you as their doll to get what they want out of you.”
Vox is staring at the Speaker. Opens his mouth. Shuts his mouth. Opens it again. His screen is colored cyan with his blush. He wasn't prepared for this-- she's too pretty.
God, he's gonna combust. "Uh! Hi!" Wow, real smooth there, Vox.
The Speaker's soft chuckle reverberates across the space, eyes glinting with amusement at his expression. She leans all the way down until she is closer to his level.
"Hello, my child. What is that you seek?"
Lucifer had just been wandering a random part of the hotel-- despite having helped build it, the place was confusing sometimes-- so he didn't notice just who else was there until he stumbled right into Emily.
"Oh pardon me, wasn't look--" He cut off when he finally took her in, eyes widening as he took a step back. His heart raced, his hands shook. The little seraphim that had been helping Charlie. Lucifer backed up quickly, until his back hit a wall.
"S-So sorry, don't mind me, I'll just be-- I'll just go." He didn't know what his emotions were doing right in that moment, but he knew one thing-- he couldn't handle this right now, he couldn't. Not after everything.
EMILY HAD JUMPED AT THE CHANCE to be the ambassador and liaison between heaven and hell- she was the one most supportive of Charlie and her dream, and she wasn't fearful of sinners nor hellborn so she could greet them with a friendly face rather than apprehension.
Her new role meant she visited Hell a lot more than before, sometimes spending the whole day at the Hazbin Hotel helping Charlie with her work. She also loved being able to be the messenger between Sir Pentious and Cherri, delivering gifts to and from each of them.
She had been travelling to the designated therapy room when she bumped into Lucifer. Other than the very brief look she had gotten of him after the weapon was destroyed, she had yet to interact with the devil. For all the warnings Sera had given her about him, he didn't seem that bad!
So when he had apologised, she had merely offered a friendly smile in response- though she noticed the air shift as he stumbled back. She frowns, concern etched on her features. "Mr Morningstar? Are you alright?" Her natural instincts told her to help, but something told her to keep her distance, he almost seemed... AFRAID of her.