#ཐིཋྀ: vetty

[mothvalentino]

ཐིཋྀ "Urgh... let's not talk this into existence..."

"Guy's a simp if a simp didn't know how to simp." Velvette laughed, amused by Valentino having to deal with Vox's Alastor obsession. "I wouldn't exactly be surprised if he did one day. That'd actually be pretty in-character at this point."

[mothvalentino]

@hellmxses asked: dance. our muses attend a dance class, where they can learn a few new moves and share an intimate moment.

Flamenco and salsa were dance styles Val was familiar with but he hadn't tried tango in ages. He usually preferred more fast-paced steps but couldn't deny that he enjoyed the slightly slower pace and the way Vel's body pressed against his own as they turned together.

ཐིཋྀ "I'm glad we finally get to do this...", he murmured in the narrow space between them before spinning Velvette out of his arms, pulling her back with the hand that still held her own so she could hook her leg around his waist.

[mothvalentino]

@hellmxses redemption starter

For some reason, Val thought it would be easier to tell Velvette first. He contemplated calling her to break the news but then decided that he owed her more than that. She deserved to hear it face-to-face. And so the moth asked her to meet in a cafe outside the Vees' territory, choosing a neutral spot in case their conversation went south.

Already sitting in a secluded booth, Valentino warmed his upper hands on his cup of coffee, nervously eyeing the entrance until he saw Velvette approaching through the window. His gaze dropped to his steaming beverage, the courage to meet her eyes fleeing him.

ཐིཋྀ "Hey, Vel...", he greeted her, subdued but forcing himself to look at her as he continued to speak.

"... I'm leaving the Vees."

[mothvalentino]

@hellmxses cont. from here

Val doesn't text back because once Vel arrives she'll see for herself what he has in store. And surprise... it's an after-hours tea party.

No, really.

The moth has everything set up nicely. The cocktail table in front of his flatscreen is decorated with dried leaves from his greenhouse for some autumn flair in season-less Hell. A gothic flower arrangement provides the centerpiece surrounded by ceramic dishes and painted teacups with golden handles. Scented candles are lit to illuminate the room from various corners, the host himself sitting on the chaise lounge and smiling at her once she enters his apartment.

ཐིཋྀ "Vel baby, come here. I'm watching The Conjuring."

"Grab a cupcake. They go pretty well with my special tea~"

[mothvalentino]

@waywardsculs ཐིཋྀ ~

[mothvalentino]

@waywardsculs cont. from here

Why did hearing those words from him send shivers down her spine? Whether they were good or bad, she had no clue in that moment, but the natural reaction? To shoot him the sharpest glare physically possible. " You fuckin' drunk off yer arse or somethin' ? " Velvette scoffed, folding her arms. " Since when did I ' belong ' ta literally anyone ? "

Valentino was, indeed, slightly inebriated, having celebrated a new movie release by downing several shots of cranberry-flavored tequila.

ཐིཋྀ "God, you're a rude bitch."

"But you're my rude bitch~"

[mothvalentino]

The truth was Val had been craving ice cream himself and simply guessed she'd want one too. Would he still take the credit? Yes, he would.

ཐིཋྀ "What can I say, I just know what people want. It's a talent~"

How funny it was to be getting spoiled by Valentino - at least that was no doubt what other demons must have thought watching the pair of Overlords. She accepted the popsicle without hesitation, eagerly licking at the delicious treat with a smile on her face - and a quick photo snapped of the pair, of course.

" Heheh ~ How'd ya know I was cravin' this shit ? " She paused, taking a small bite from the popsicle before continuing. " You're the best , Val ~ "

[mothvalentino]

@poisonedxbeauty plotted starter

After Val agreed to enter an alliance with Vox, the TV overlord suggested that he should spend some time with his better half. They met only once before, all he knows is her name, Velvette, and that she influences sinners through social media. Apparently, she and Vox have a thing, which is why they need to get along if Valentino is going to join their operation.

Tonight it's just the two of them. Vox is off working on some hidden project he doesn't want to reveal yet. But he made a reservation, getting them a secluded table in one of Pentagram City's most high-end bars. The moth arrives a little late but quickly spots her once he strides through the large double doors.

ཐིཋྀ "Good evening, doll.", he murmurs after sitting down next to her,

"Is Vox always working so late?"

[mothvalentino]

👙( she will be heavily scrutinising his choice as the local fashion guru of the group but - dgfdf)

SEND 👙 AND MY MUSE WILL POST A PHOTO OF LINGERIE THAT MATCHES YOUR MUSE.

ཐིཋྀ "I bow to you, head fashionista~"

[mothvalentino]

ཐིཋྀ "Too bad I missed it. I did see the picture you posted of her with all the poop emojis though.", Val snickers,

"Really, it's a miracle Carmilla didn't tear you to shreds."

"Calling her out on her bullshit like that. She's the one who profits the most from wars yet acts like a peace-loving yuppie when it gets down to the nitty-gritty. Hell forbid she has to get her own hands dirty, pffft, fucking hypocrite."

@mothvalentino: ( cont. from here )

"Please. I knew what I was doing," She rolls her eyes, finishing up one last post before lowering her phone screen to look back at him. "And I wasn't wrong either! You should've seen the look on her damn face! Red as the sky! HA!"

Oh, pissing off boomers never gets old.

[mothvalentino]

@respectlless from here

ཐིཋྀ "Oh, I wouldn't be opposed to a little fashion show if that's what you mean..."

[mothvalentino]

@hclluvahctel asked: "What the fuck happened?" She had been gone a WEEK. A week and the first thing Velvette hears upon returning is that the Vees were breaking up. Not on her watch. "Fuck me, can't a lady have ANY time to herself nowadays?"

The screech of tires makes Val lean up to take a look. When he sees Velvette exiting the cab, he sits up fully on the roof of his limousine, scooting over so she can take a seat next to him. Earlier, he texted her his location with a quick message.

[txt to Vel:] Vox threw me out.

The moth remains quiet for a while, blowing winding shapes of smoke into the cool night air with his gaze still fixed on the skyline. He reaches for his phone which is connected to the stereo, turning down the music before he gives her an answer.

ཐིཋྀ "I honestly don't even know where to start.", Val murmurs and decides to show Velvette the video of Vox and Angel first.

After that, he gives her a summary of everything that happened before the footage was sent to him. Tells her how he and Angel had started to get close again, having a bit of a second honeymoon only for Vox to brutally murder the spider after having been provoked by him. How they had revenge sex on camera after he had found Angie chained to his bed and how his chemically charged brain had slipped up and told Angel that he loves him.

While he recounts the state he had found Vox in in the aftermath his eyes begin to water. Reliving the fear he felt in that moment and the relief when he learned that he would be okay. And of course, Val couldn't forget to mention that he released Angel from his contract as a result of everything, wanting to give him space only to end up being resented even more. He summarizes the back and forth, the misunderstandings that led up to the clip she saw.

And explains his reasons for breaking up with them.

"How was I supposed to fucking know that they were going to tell me? That they were getting closer for me? None of it made sense from the way that footage looks. Am I really that crazy for thinking they did this to spite me? Fuck."

Val puts his phone away because he can't bear to look at it anymore.

[mothvalentino]

give it to me straight - Velvette

send “give it to me straight” and my muse will share a truth about your muse with them that’s hard to hear…

ཐིཋྀ "Your rudeness is a defense mechanism. You put up thorny walls to protect yourself but that also shuts you away from the world. Vulnerability terrifies you, as does being perceived as irrelevant. You crave attention and recognition because without it you feel insignificant. You can only see yourself through the eyes of other people. And you need that image to be exactly what you want it to be. Because of that, you deny yourself and others the flaws that make us real."

[mothvalentino]

ཐིཋྀ "Depends... going by that look on your face, I'm guessing it's not gonna be the fun kind of help, is it?"

~ 📱 @mothvalentino liked for a starter with Velvette!

"Val, could you be a darling, and help me with something?"

[mothvalentino]

@waywardsculs from here

He smiles to himself at the sound of her steps before her arms even wrap around him. When they do, he straightens his back with a chuckle, glancing back over his shoulder at the little spider monkey.

ཐིཋྀ "So you saw the flowers, huh?", Val grins, lightly flapping his wings under her weight,

"Did you like them?"

[mothvalentino]

👙. ironically,, for velvette 😌

SEND 👙 AND MY MUSE WILL POST A PHOTO OF LINGERIE THAT MATCHES YOUR MUSE.

ཐིཋྀ "Stripes and studs excite me~"