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[usagoos]

ㄑ✧･﹒prompt ┊sitting on lap ┊inbox ┊answered ✧･﹒sent @mothvalentino

[ STUMBLE ] sender loses their balance and trips backwards, falling into the receiver's lap in the process.

It all happened in a matter of seconds, though it felt like slow motion. Settling himself on a cozy couch, he relaxed—a rare moment of leisure. He wasn’t usually here for pleasure, but it was enjoyable to watch others dance, drink, and mingle. Vassago particularly loved watching talented performers work the pole; it was exhilarating.

Lost in the alcohol and the rhythm of the music, he was caught off guard when his red eyes widened at the sudden sensation of someone falling on top of him.

Instinctively, he held the other close, making sure they didn’t fall off. "¿Estás bien?" he asked in Spanish, the words slipping out naturally. Catching himself, he quickly corrected, "Lo siento, I meant, are you okay?"

A habitual switch between languages, his hand moved lightly to their shoulder as he offered a small smile. "It must be fate that you’ve fallen into my lap," he joked softly, his tone laced with playful charm. "Vassago, and who might the lovely moth be?"

[usagoos]

"Wow. Um. Pardon for the cliche but,hello pretty parrot."

It wasn’t often that Vassago was called a pretty parrot. He paused in his tracks, glancing over at the other with a hint of surprise.

"I—gracias. I don’t find it cliché!" he replied, his tone sincere. "Hello, and you are?" he added, offering a soft gesture of respect as he bowed his head lightly.

[usagoos]

ㄑ✧･﹒prompt ┊sitting on lap ┊inbox ┊answered ✧･﹒

@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

[usagoos]

ㄑ✧･﹒prompt ┊sitting on lap ┊inbox ┊answered ✧･﹒sent by @hellsmayflower

[ MAKE-UP ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to get a better vantage point to apply makeup to their face.

it wasn’t that Vassago didn’t know how to put on makeup—he simply didn’t care much for it. But he wasn’t about to stop May, who had so casually seated herself on his lap to work on his face. it was some silly party he was invited too which he could nevbr decline

He remained still, closing his eyes and giggling softly. “I wonder if you’re going to make me bonito or tonto,” he chirped playfully, his arm resting lightly on her shoulder.

[usagoos]

✧･﹒unprompted┊inbox ┊Accepting┊@angelichooves ✧ ･﹒

"You know, I am a tad bit surprised. I didn't know the likes of the Goetia bothered with other languages besides English or their own mother tongue. I'm impressed." - Alastor

The Goetia demon nearly felt insulted by the comment. His tall frame shifted as he tilted his head downward, narrowing his gaze. Scoffing lightly, he rolled his eyes, muttering, “Idiota.”

“Spanish is a fluent language of mine,” he added softly. “Unlike others, I find those who speak fluently in any language to be very unique.”

[usagoos]

ㄑ✧･﹒✷ ┊ meme ┊ 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 ┊@strikers-saloon sent:

「 MASSAGE 」 : for sender to give receiver a massage.

The parrot demon's back was hurting far too much. Lying on the massage table, he waited for his masseur to return after stepping out. With his eyes closed, Vassago was slowly drifting off to sleep, his head resting on his arms. He was covered by nothing but a towel around his waist.

Humming softly to himself, he heard the door slowly open. He lifted his head slightly before letting it fall back down, closing his eyes again.

"¡Oh, por fin! Vamos a conseguir este masaje, mi espalda me duele," he murmured.

He heard the other person approaching, the sound of a stool being dragged across the floor. It was odd, but he didn’t mind — as long as he got his back massaged.

“Would you like me to remove my towel?” he asked casually. It was standard for him to lie naked on the table; he was comfortable with his body and didn’t mind in the slightest.

[usagoos]

✧･﹒prompt ┊starry night solstice┊inbox ┊Accepting┊@prince-sytry sent: ✧ ･﹒

"I almost didn't make it, but now I'm glad I did!"

“Prince Sitri!” the parrot demon exclaimed, raising his arms in a cheering motion as he jumped with joy. Sitri was a dear friend, someone he genuinely cared for.

“I am so happy you made it!” he said, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and chirping happily. “Are you happy to see me? Is that why you’re glad you made it?!” he teased with a playful grin. " ¡Me alegro de verte! ¡Tenemos que tomar algo! "

[usagoos]

Hi Vassago, you're so cute, can I touch your cheeks? 🤗

"Umm, sí, you can if you like," he murmured, a small blush creeping across his cheeks. He didn’t mind the compliment.

[usagoos]

"We need to talk."

"What is it that you need?" the parrot asked, raising a brow as he looked at the peacock, his expression a mix of confusion and uncertainty.

[usagoos]

✧･﹒prompt┊new years kiss┊inbox┊Accepting┊@sir-bosco sent: ✧ ･﹒

“New Years Kiss” From a hopeful Goetia

Looking over his shoulder, he noticed the other Goetia, who appeared slightly tipsy. Taking the other's hand gently, he brought it to his lips, kissing it softly before moving in closer.

"I hope you don’t mind," he said softly, leaning in to place a light, tender kiss on their lips.

"Happy New Year, pájaro bonito," he added with a warm smile.

[usagoos]

“...Vassago”

There was something different in her tone, an undercurrent of something undescribable.

“Whatever you hear what's going on in Pride during Extermination, do not interfere. No matter what. Even if they say I'm dead; I'm probably not. Just...be safe and thank you for your friendship.” although her smile didn't reach her eyes, her words were sincere; as always.

“What?” The Goetic demon’s voice was filled with worry as he moved closer to the warrior. “You can’t say something like that and expect me not to do anything! You’re not going to get yourself killed, are you?”

Vassago wasn’t an idiot; countless scenarios began running through his mind. Reaching out, he placed a hand on her shoulder, his tone softening as he spoke her name.

“Rozália…”he could not muster a smile

[usagoos]

✧･﹒unprompted ┊spanish class !┊inbox ┊Accepting┊@lcftcult ✧ ･﹒

"Oh! Y-You'd really teach me?"

" OF course gatito! its going to take a whole but i love teaching !"

[usagoos]

✧･﹒prompt ┊starry night solstice┊inbox ┊Accepting┊@hellsmayflower sent: ✧ ･﹒

"Don't even think of sneaking off without dancing with me first!"

A small chirp escaped him as he paused momentarily, almost distracted by the noise. Chuckling softly, he turned to see the human girl.

“Oh, querida, I would never sneak off,” he said, though it wasn’t entirely true. Taking her hand, he added, "Nunca me perdería un baile contigo, amiga mía." With a playful smile, he guided her to the dance floor as the music shifted to a slow tune.

“Now, follow my lead,” he instructed, shapeshifting to match her height. Slowly, he began moving to the rhythm, enjoying the moment far more than he cared to admit.

[usagoos]

ㄑ✧･﹒prompt ┊sitting on lap ┊inbox ┊answered ✧･﹒sent by @helluvaflames

[ MOVIE ]: while watching a movie together (and possibly being so distracted by the film that they don't realize what they're doing) the sender settles back into the receiver's lap. (From Fizzarolli)

Vassago always loved movies, especially romance films. Sitting comfortably on the couch with a blanket and pillow, his feet curled beneath him, he was happy to have a good friend, Fizz, to watch this silly rom-com with.

As the movie progressed, the parrot demon pulled the blanket over himself, his eyes widening when he noticed the imp had settled onto his lap. The warmth radiating from them engulfed him, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around them, holding them close.

“All comfy?” he asked softly.

[usagoos]

ㄑ✧･﹒prompt ┊sitting on lap ┊inbox ┊answered ✧･﹒sent by @paymons

[ DROP ]: exasperated (or maybe just exhausted) the sender drops down into the receiver's lap to rest.

It was unexpected—shocking, even. It was unlike the king to settle himself on his lap. Unsure if he was allowed to touch Paimon, he hesitated, his arms hovering awkwardly in the air.

“Mi rey?” he spoke softly, before finally giving in and gently petting the head resting on his lap. A soft smile curled on his lips.

“is something annoying you? or just tired, my king ” he mused, his voice gentle and teasing. he chuckled softly thinking its rather cute that his king was laying on his lap

[usagoos]

Okaaaayyyy okay okay.

okaaaayyyyyyyyy

I just got done reading that 50 shades of RedGold&Black you did with Bosco and samt heart strings are tight enough STOP PULLING TIGHTER!!!!

I WILL DO NO SUCH THING ! i will keep tightening the strings i love my fluff !!!! hehee it makes me happy you enjoy it !!!