#Angel Dust: cant get enough of me can ya? (ic)

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SC // Angel Dust // @fullofmoxxie​

      “Ugh.” The sound of disgust mixed with annoyance escapes past his lips. Heterochromia eyes look down at the short imp with an expression of anger. 

      “I’m not in the mood to deal with ‘fans’ or ‘clients’ today.” He speaks with raised hands and making quotation marks as he does in a sarcastic manner. “How bout ya fuck of on yer own midget before I make yeh?” 

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SC // Angel Dust // @vixxxicus​

“      Ya know. I’ve been hearin’ word bout you here an’ there on the street, an’ gotta say I’m surprised you’ve managed to survive so long without VAL-” There’s a brief second in which the SPIDER almost seems to envy the other but it’s quickly hidden with his trade mark grin.  “-managin’ to catch you in his grubby lil’ mits. So Kudos for that. Wonder how long that’ll last though.” 

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@stagtic​ replied to this: 

" ha ha ha! a tempting offer. maybe i'll have to take you up on it! "

      “Oh Alastor~” He purrs out with a shit eating grin that looks seductive at the same time. “I didn’t think ya wanted me in you that badly~”

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SC // Angel Dust // @flcralfae​

      “So who are you even meant to be? Don’t think I’ve seen your face round here before.” A delicate brow arches at the new face. The new and very humanoid. It’s not often that he sees someone look so human. Not like it matters anyways. In the end he’s still someone whose damned for eternity in Hell. 

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SC // Angel Dust // @curmudgcon​

      “Hey there snookums~” He purrs out lowly, sitting on one of the empty bar-stools and propping a pair of hands under his chin. “Mind sharin’ somethin’ from the bar or you determined to drown in it all again today?” 

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SC // Angel Dust // @stray-itallian-greyhound​ // Lilith 

      “So. Yer Charlies ma.” He states with a raised brow. Hard to not recognise the QUEEN. It was easy to tell Charlie adored her mother with how she seemed to have photos of her all over the walls of the hotel. 

      “Honestly didn’ think you’d make an appearance here anytime soon.

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      “So... ‘stead of good ol’ Saint fuckin Nick, with his red got and jolly fat ass... We got his last remaining twink REINDEER takin’ over an’ tryin’ to spread some ‘Christmas’ joy right here in Hell?”

      “At this rate someones bound to become the ‘REINDEER TREATS’ people like ta leave out overnight.”

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SC // Angel Dust // @pibrequirem​

      “Wait- You actually one of them schmucks tryin’ to act ‘SAINTLY’ and actual try and get outta this place?” Vivid confusion graces the arachnids features. A brow arching downwards as he tries to comprehend this. But then lips curve into a smirk, a pair of arms folding in front of him while another rests on his hips. “Or are you tryin’ to use an abuse the system for your own gain?”

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SC // Angel Dust // @stagtic​

      “Jesus Al. Warn a guy next time you decide to appear outta no where like some creepy fanboy stalker. Doesn’t add to your mysterious ‘charm’ in the slightest.”  There’s a sigh of annoyance as he crosses a pair of arms. 

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      “It’s SUNDAY my fellow sluts.” 

      Loud yell that sounds more like a sexual groan.

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Angel Dust Tag Dump

Angel Dust: hey stop lookin these are private (musings)

Angel Dust: hard to believe theres somethin nice here in hell (aesthetic)

Angel Dust: i have an image to maintain (muse)

Angel Dust: i can do many things while listening to this (music)

Angel Dust: go read a tabloid if ya wanna know bout me (headcanons)

Angel Dust: cant get enough of me can ya? (ic)

Angel Dust: go ahead but its gonna cost ya (asks)

Angel Dust: you sure bout this cause once we start i dont plan to stop (starter)

Angel Dust: wanna continue? that’ll be an extra 20 (reply)

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SC // Angel Dust // @radiovocals​

      Lips purse together as eyes scan over the RADIO Demon in mild curiosity. A hand lazily dragging through his chest fluff, for once not in a sexual manner. Instead simply grooming the fur, just so it sat perfectly and wasn’t in a tangled mess. 

      It’s quiet to the SPIDER. Far too quiet for his liking. With a restless sound, Angel looks away for a moment, pondering on if he should bother the other or not. 

      It doesn’t take long for him to impulsively do what many would not do. 

                                                            Bother.

      “Does yer face never tire from the constant smilin’ Al?” Question asked without any fear or hesitation. Multi-coloured eyes blinking as he presses on. “I mean, it’s gotta hurt afta’ a while. Smilin’ for hours without a break? Hard ta picture anyone doin’ that all day now. Even you.” 

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Angel Dust Tag Dump

Angel Dust: hey stop lookin these are private (musings)

Angel Dust: hard to believe theres somethin nice here in hell (aesthetic)

Angel Dust: i have an image to maintain (muse)

Angel Dust: i can do many things while listening to this (music)

Angel Dust: go read a tabloid if ya wanna know bout me (headcanons)

Angel Dust: cant get enough of me can ya? (ic)

Angel Dust: go ahead but its gonna cost ya (asks)

Angel Dust: you sure bout this cause once we start i dont plan to stop (starter)

Angel Dust: wanna continue? that’ll be an extra 20 (reply)

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SC // Angel Dust // @applekingpin​

      “Huh.” The spider slips out at the sight of the King of Hell actually stepping foot inside the prison hotel. “Didn’t except to see the King himself out an’ about so close to Extermination day.” He says as a pair of hands smooth his jacket down. 

      “I suppose you’re lookin’ for Charlie?” He ends up questioning in an small attempt of being polite. Might as well try to make it seem like he’s going for REDEMPTION. Charlie would be oh so disappointed if he was rude to her father... He can’t promise he can stay ‘polite’ for long however.