have you ever made a playlist for a single scene?
... yes.

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have you ever made a playlist for a single scene?
... yes.

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bites him ♡
𝙽𝙾 𝙲𝙸𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳𝙴𝙳: ❝ bonnie & clyde ── ﹠ accepting callers !
⠀ ılıılııl 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, cobweb draperies cling to the ceiling as niffty races to ﹠ fro. 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮, she's embarrassed by the state of the place in 𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖊 of the fact it's long not been her responsibility ﹠ alastor lacks the energy to stop her.
𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟. he wasn't sure when he got used to the 𝖜𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 of rosie's leash, but its absence feels as foreign as the quiet of his den. the hotel was always 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙. with a flick of his wrist, the radio on the mantle springs to life with 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌.
❛❛ Make yourself at home, ❜❜ㅤㅤ he tells his ... guest, partner, ﹠ runaway companion - @viceweb . ﹠ her fingers make a home 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍. his breath hitches in her grasp ﹠ yet, the radio demon does 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 to extract himself. heart races ( an anxious fawn kenneled in his chest running to the point of exhaustion ) as he cocks his head to one side. 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. angel buries her fangs into the flesh between his neck ﹠ shoulder, he swallows an 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖊𝖉 noise against her fingers.
❛❛ Glad to see you're in 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙨, my dear. ❜❜ㅤㅤ
what’s your biggest muse-killer?
♡ mun questions
i don't have one for val specifically, honestly. my general muse killers are just exhaustion, illness or work stress. nothing too crazy. i suppose the only other one i have is just plot burn out? sometimes it's just hard for me to come up with ideas when i don't have a general plot outline or idea established with the other writer. but that is not always the case. i can wing it on days when i am having a more creative day.
" god, i hate this fucking song. "
"Me and you both. What the FUCK decade is this crap from?!" Fuck, she was sick of listening to it. It was bringing the mood down, bringing the EVERYTHING down. "Come on Angie. This shithole can take a piss."
Cherri threw back two shots she had lined up for her before passing the last two to Angel to finish off. This place was lucky it was still standing - and her mind still might change on that.
"Let's go to MY clubhouse; they know how to actually have fun there than this DEPRESSIN' SHIT!" The outburst gets a scowl from the owner, but Cherri only delivers a middle finger in response. This shit sucked!
" y' call it love. i call it worship. & . worship always ends in sacrifice. " 3am high off their shits on ketamine and somehow the topic of val and angel came up jk unless
⸻ SHARP EYES VEERED away from her cellular device. ( ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʏᴀᴘᴘɪɴ' ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ, ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ? ) as a brow raised ever so slightly; her curiosity got the better of her. Hand drifting down with her phone, head cocking to the side like a rather intrigued avian awaiting for its prey's next movement.
❝ What's there to sacrifice? Val owns every part of your entire being, obvi. You definitely sacrificed whatever's left you had, unless you've got more to ya than you already present. You're so full of surprises, Angel, I can barely keep up with ya,❞
Intoxicated mind meant either a lost cause, blubbering mess or a hyped up sex drive whenever it came to the spider. God, it was so annoying! Though, valuable information and once kept inside thoughts left those lips meant topics for a later conversation. A free arm swung behind the back of the couch, legs now crossing upon one another as Velvette relaxed against the plush cushions. Tonight sounded like it was going to lead to some very interesting chitchat. . .

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@viceweb whispered a line !! american psycho sentence starters ( accepting! ) ❝ they don’t have a good bathroom to do coke in. ❞
❛ god, and when you're right, you're right. this place sucks, ❜ vox responds heartily, hefting a sigh. this party was one he had thrown for valentino, a celebration of new record numbers. most of valentino's people were here, though where the moth sinner had gone off to, he isn't sure. there's no yelling, at least, so he must be enjoying himself.
the haunt itself is nice, but relatively muted in comparison to what vox is used it. meant to be more accessible for those wanting to see val or angel or any of the workers rather than necessarily high end.
❛ i would snort a line. fuck, i have had coke in so long, it's a little mind - blowing. ❜
"angel, toots, c'mon. my dealer got nuked in the extermination." he props his elbow against the wall, leaning in a way that he knows will make the muscle in his arms and chest ripple. his eyes travel the pornstar's figure, hovering over the hips and chest before fixing on his face. that view made his shitty morning on more sunrises than he could count on two hands. "hook me up with some shit, baby. i'll pay you extra. not just in cash." the salesmen winks while flashes his sharp canines.
@viceweb ❤︎'d
lol. lmao, even
♡ are you val's type?
❛ kitty said sixteen out of twenty is 80% or 8/10. i adore you angelito but i can't be seen with an 8. ❜ antennae flutter slight amidst a dramaticized shake of his head. ❛ you're going to have to fix those numbers by replying to my fucking texts! ❜