#Val Pom

[scooby-doo-exploration]

elenella - Kingfisher - by Val Pom

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cooked on the sgm palette/card maker im #brainrotting

future club please contact me regarding this squigly. she could change colours like bombshell parasoul for the different leafling colours. grey at her unblockable. cmon. cmon get me on the phone.

[mutant-distraction]

Val Pom

Common Kingfisher

[sunnysam-my]

Hazbin Hotel redesign ideas p. 1

Unfortunately I don't really have time to draw rn, but here are some ideas if anyone is looking for inspiration.

THE VEES:

They follow lates trends so they won't stick to the outfits and technologies from the times they died. We even see that Vox changed his screen (head) to more modern, flat TV screen.

Valentino:

He is a moth that realises poison that's basically a date-rape drug. His wings are hidden, looking like a coat, which makes no sense, a cloak, cape or sleeveless coat would look better. He is a pimp who died in 1970s. Val was Hispanic when living. Apparently, he has bad eyesight.

He is supposed to be a moth, but I don't really see it much, and the furr around his neck, that's a part of his body, just looks ridiculous. I would design him after some actual poisonous moth.

Cinnabar moth - The cinnabar is slate-black with two red spots and two pinky-red stripes on the rounded forewings. Its hindwings are pinky-red and bordered with black. The caterpillars feed on poisonous ragwort leaves. The poison from the leaves is stored in the caterpillar's body and remains even when they are an adult. As adult they leak the poison when they need to. Cinnabar moths can be seen flying during the day and night.

Six-spot burnet moth - day-flying moth that flies with a slow, fluttering pattern. It has glossy black, with six red spots on each narrow, but long forewing. They release hydrogen cyanide when attacked.

Personally I would go with Cinnabar moth, but make the spots heart shaped, and leave his inner outfit without the accessories (the suit with the white pants and golden heart belt). I would also leave his general body type but definitely change the neck furr ring, because wtf is that? I would play around with his glasses since he is supposed to have eyesight problems.

[Edit: Actually, I would make him a combo of both moths and make the furr ring his hair, because he is bald without the hat!?!?]

Velvette:

Velv is a fashion designer and critic, she is also an influencer. She keeps the Vees together and their image fresh on the internet. She's a British black woman in her early 30's. Originally her appearance was supposed to be doll-like, but that was changed to 'it-girl' and a 'bad bitch' with a darker aesthetic.

Velvette's outfit is reminiscent of Val's (heart belt, coat with hearts, black stripes on arms) but darker, especially her sleeveless coat that imitates his wings. Since Valentino is already going to be darker (in my idea) and she is a fashion influencer it would make more sense for her to be brighter.

Main thing I would change about her is her skin tone, hair, and Harley Quinn themes left from her old design.

When creating very human like characters it's important to actually get the racial characteristics right. Her ashy skin and "curly" hair just makes it look like they didn't know how to draw a black character. I would give her a different texture, something between 3A and 4B. A hairstyle like heart shaped space buns would be so cool, but even if not, her styl in a poster in the background is already better than the ponytails.

When it comes to her style I would get rid of pom-poms shoes and fingerless gloves. Her outfit for meeting the overlord was pretty okay, but I would change her other outfit. My inspiration would be PidginDoll's design, because he makes fabulous outfits and makeup looks for all bodies, genders and races, but I'll keep the 'goth' (it's not goth, it's just a little bit alt, mostly skulls) theme.

Blue accents like makeup would work great with her brown skin and would reference Vox.

Vox:

I genuinely think he has the best design in the entirety of the show, I would barely change anything. His outfit is similar to Alastor who he is trying to imitate, but he wears a tail suit, which is way more formal and elegant than any other suit, trying to showing he is a better, modern version of Alastor. I've seen some people got rid of his hat and gave him a tail made out a cord for fun, but other than that his design is good. Not too much details and not too little, tells us a lot about the character.

Maybe less stripes, because apparently Viv loves zebras or something. /hj

[lovelytsunoda]

a thousand miles // mick schumacher

summary: searching for life after f1, the race of champions may just have the answer mick needs, in the form of a shy former w series driver who is just as lost as he is

pairing: mick schumacher x female driver!reader

warnings: mentions of guenther steiner/haas, karaoke, matchmaker val returns! corinna the icon is also trying to get her son to go on a date, one small joke about crashing a rally car.

author's note: @magnummagnussen told me this was a terrible idea. i beg to differ : )

the swedish sunlight bounced off the snowdrifts outside of the ski lodge, illuminating the inside of the dining hall where the drivers milled about and socialized, bright smiles on their faces.

mick saw her first.

he was locked in conversation with seb, his eyes catching her just out of the corner of his line of sight, hair braided messily over one shoulder, wearing skinny jeans and a hoodie for a band he's never heard of, a pom pom hat with the race of champions logo on it as she nervously clutched a breakfast tray and tried to figure out where to sit.

normally, she would have sat with jamie chadwick, but the brit had decided to go for an early run, and had left the other former w series driver alone.

it was valtteri who noticed the young german driver's wandering eyes first. with a smile and a sip of his espresso, he waved the young woman over, enjoying the look of panic on mick's face.

"valtteri!" mick hissed. "why would you do that!?"

"because you've been miserable since abu dhabi and you need to let loose a little bit."

mick couldn't exactly protest. since learning that he had been dropped from the haas formula one team just hours before the qualifying session for the last race of the season was due to start, there had been a hole in his heart, something that he couldn't patch up.

but he knew that a short lived roc fling was the last thing that would help him out.

"hi." she said sofltly her voice like music to mick's ears. "can i sit with you guys? jamie kind of left me high and dry this morning."

sebastian smiled, ever the gentleman as he motioned towards the free seat next to him.

the free seat that also happened to be next to a certain young schumacher.

"i'm y/n y/l/n, i used to drive in the w series for quantfury. i'm felipe's teammate for all star team this weekend." she introduced herself as she picked at the paper wrapper on her double chocolate muffin, an untouched mug of hot chocolate and whipped cream on the other end of the tray.

"mick schumacher, fellow racing reject." mick joked nervously, reaching out to shake the young woman's hand. "formerly of the haas formula one team and the ferrari driver's academy. now proudly driving reserve for mercedes."

"i'm technically a part of the alpine young driver's programme, but it's not like they've done any work at getting me closer to driving an f1 car. not that i blame them, all of otmar and laurent's efforts were on the piastri thing this season."

"technicalities only matter in this sport when the fia get what they want." seb hummed. "i'm-"

"sebastian vettel, racing legend!" y/n gushed. "i'm like, a huge fan. i grew up watching you on the telly, i had a poster of you at red bull hanging up in my room. this is so fucking surreal, dude. heck, i walked past mika hakkinen earlier and thought i was going to cry."

the rest of the table laughed. "mick was like that when he was here last year." seb said fondly. "i think everybody is like that when they come here for the first time."

"mika fucking hakkinen, man."

seb and val shared a look before looking back over at mick.

they knew.

the boy was smitten already.

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the press conference took place at exactly noon, and as was typical of the roc, most of the scheduled drivers were late.

it's not that y/n was late on purpose. but she was horrifically lost inside the chalet and had been turned around four or five different time trying to find her way to the conference room, overheating in her race suit in the warm chalet.

the directions were loaded on her phone, but she still felt like it was a lost cause as she rolled up the sleeves of deep blue nomex material, leaning her head against the wall to take a few deep breaths.

everything was fine. everything was okay. she was safe.

she heard voices coming from her left, and her heart skipped a beat.

the press conference. she had found it.

she rushed inside, trying to duck out of view of the cameras as she scurried to the table at the front of the room. catching her eye from the distance, mick waved at her, a small smile on her face that was enough to put a matching smile on her own as she took a seat in between the german and her teammate, felipe drugovich.

"where have you been?" felipe asked quietly.

she shook her head, unwilling to admit that she had gotten lost. "don't worry about it."

"so nice of you to join us, miss y/l/n." one of the reporters said, the young driver snapping to attention and reaching for the desktop microphone, fumbling with it and trying not to knock it over. "with the w series seemingly ended permanently, what's next for you after this weekend?"

"i'm still trying to make my 2023 plans." she said softly, the microphone barely catching her soft voice. she had always hated media commitments. "obviously an f3 place is out of the question right now, and it's pretty obvious that i'm too old for all that now, so i've been looking into these one-off racing opportunities and tests so that i can find out what i want to do in 2024."

she felt her throat get tighter, the sweat forming on the back of her neck as she nervously reached one black polished fingernail to brush an errant strand of hair from her bun to the space behind her ear.

"hey." mick said softly, nudging her in the side. "you're doing great."

she took a deep breath before flashing mick a smile as she continued talking.

"i've got a few races lined up with the nascar xfinity series down in the united states, and i'm really looking forward to it. racing in america has a completely different vibe to it, you know?"

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the next time mick saw y/n, he was with his mother, testing out the rally car during the free practice session.

she was impossible to miss, her screams of delight carrying over the wind and followed up by laughter as the car caught air going over a hill.

it was enough to make the boy freeze behind the wheel, corinna giving him a knowing look.

"what's her name, mickie?" corinna said with a smile, pulling out her phone, no doubt to see who her son was so infatuated with.

"y/n y/l/n." mick said softly. "but i dont know her that well, mom."

"oh, she's pretty!" corinna beamed, pulling up the driver's instagram profile. "look, she's a perfect fit for you, she's quiet and she's shy and she doesn't go to parties!"

"mom, i swear to god i will crash this car and make you walk back to the chalet yourself!"

mick rolled his eyes, turning his head back to the windshield as he took a sharp corner around the track. it's not that he hadn't thought about y/n since the presser. he thought she was sweet, and he would deny it if asked, but he looked forward to seeing her and knew that when life went back to normal after roc, that he would miss her.

"you don't have anything to lose, mick. what's the harm in even just going for a coffee with her or something? i'm not telling you to marry the girl, but at least give romance a chance."

the german would think about his mother's words all day: through his time in the sauna, to the ice bath and then again at dinner. the thoughts would eventually keep him awake at night, unable to fall asleep while wrapped in the hotels luxury down bedding.

he found himself wandering the chalet at odd hours of the night, lost in his own thoughts as he meandered towards the coffee machine in the lobby. if he was going to stay awake, he might as well stay warm as well.

the chalet doors slid open, and mick's breath caught in his throat as he watched her stride into the lobby, wearing a different beanie hat but the same one ok rock hoodie she had been wearing when he eyed her for the first time, a puffy tan jacket pulled over the entire ensemble and a plastic bag for a swedish supermarket hanging from her arm.

"mick!" she shouted, face bright as she crossed the lobby. "couldn't sleep?"

the boy shrugged, trying to play it cool even though his palms were sweaty and his heart was racing and was she always this pretty? was that mole on her upper lip always there?

"come on, let me introduce you to my favorite pre-race ritual." she beamed, pulling a bag of edible pilsbury cookie dough from the bag, along with two metal spoons clearly stolen from the breakfast buffet.

mick couldn't help but laugh. "how has your performance coach not killed you yet?"

"what she doesn't know won't kill her. who is she to rob me of life's greatest pleasures?"

pinching himself to make sure that he wasn't dreaming, mick followed the driver back to her hotel room. her energy was magnetic, and mick couldn't help but be drawn in.

they settled on the plush bed, shrouded in blankets as she overturned the shopping bag, allowing it's contents to fall to the blanket.

"so, this is what i watch when it's been a long day, or if i don't have the mental energy to focus on anything else." she said with a cheeky smile as she popped open her laptop. "when i was in the w series, it was juju noda who got me hooked on the really cheesy j-dramas. i already watched the darker asian dramas, like the psychological thrillers and everything, but it was juju who got me hooked on the romance ones when we watched coffee and vanilla."

she clicked onto disney plus, waiting for it to lead as she opened the canister of cookie dough in her hand. after the screen loaded, she navigated her cursor over to an orange thumbnail.

"this is yakuza lover: romance and bullets. and yes, it's as mind-numbing as it sounds."

they watched a few episodes, exchanging bites of cookie dough and popping open bottles of flavored sparkling water as the characters on the screen kept digging themselves into holes they couldn't get out of.

"do they not take one look at the dialogue and go 'what the fuck is going on here'?" mick asked quizzically, staring at the fictional yakuza boss on the screen. "like, seriously? and she finds that even remotely attractive?"

"it reads like a bad wattpad novel, and that's enough for me when i don't want to think about anything." y/n laughed, shoveling another spoonful of cookie dough into her mouth. "either that or i watch a concert film or something. i live for live music. hate parties, but i'll go to a good concert any day. that's why i liked racing, you know? not for the fame or the money, but for the travel, the means to an end."

her eyes went wide, and mick was captivated, hanging on to her every word.

"have you heard of one ok rock? probably not, since you didn't mention it when you saw my sweater earlier, but they have this one really good concert film from when they played yokohama stadium, it's called mighty long fall. i saw them live in 2018 on the 'ambitions' tour, so that's a good film as well if you can find it, but mighty long fall is one of my favourite live concerts like ever."

mick was struggling to follow everything, as she seemed to have talked without even breathing, her fingers flying across they keyboard as she searched for 'mighty long fall' on youtube.

he was well and truly smitten with her as she loaded the concert, seemingly skipping to a particularly important part.

"this has to be one of my favoruite songs they've ever done, and it's not even theirs."

mick would have recognized the piano arrangement anywhere. anybody born before two thousand and five would have. the japanese band on the screen was playing an acoustic rendition of 'a thousand miles' by vanessa carlton.

"making my way downtown, walking fast, faces past and i'm homebound."

she was singing off key, but that seemed to be the point as she threw her head back and forth, her hair flying everywhere as she beamed, singing into the metal spoon as if it was a karaoke microphone.

"come on, schumacher. i know you know the words!" she laughed, mick laughing along with her as his face turned pink. "sing it with me!"

and when she looked at him like that, what else was he supposed to do?

---------

and just as quickly as it began, the race of champions weekend was officially over.

gathered in the warm den of the chalet, the drivers milled about and chatted among themselves, jazz music playing in the background as a warm fire crackled in the hearth.

y/n and felipe had placed second in the nations cup as the all-star team, and she seemed to glow from the happiness of the somewhat victory as she stood off to the side with both her teammate and jamie chadwick.

mick couldn't help himself, staring at her with a lovestruck gaze from the other side of the room, where he stood with sebastian and valtteri. mick and y/n had grown infinitely closer over the course of the weekend, but mick hadn't had the courage to ask for her phone number, or to properly take her out on a date.

and soon, he'd lose those chances for good.

"the way i see it, you don't have anything to lose." seb suggested, clapping the younger man on the shoulder. "the worst that could happen is that you made a new friend, who doesn't want to be more than that."

"why not just accept things as they are?" mick whined. "the weekend is almost over anyways!"

"it's never too late for a romantic gesture." valtteri suggested, nodding his head towards where a karaoke machine had been set up by team norway earlier in the night.

and that's when mick knew what he needed to do. with seb and val's help, he managed to get everything rigged, set up and ready to go.

when the music started playing, she knew that it was meant for her, all conversation stopping at that piano arrangement as she stopped to look at the german, hands nervously gripping the microphone as he began to sing.

"making my way downtown, walking fast, faces past and i'm homebound."

jamie broke out into a grin, turning to look the the other female driver. "there's no other person this could possibly be meant for. how did he know you're emotionally attached to this song?"

despite herself, y/n found that she was also starting to sing quietly under her breath.

"staring blankly ahead, just making my way, making a way through the crowd."

felipe nudged her in the side. "go on. you're not going to get another chance."

trying to stop the uncontrollable blush on her face, she kept her eyes cast down as she made her way to where mick was standing. sebastian gave the duo a knowing look as mick wordlessly passed y/n the microphone, shy smiles on both of their faces.

"if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by? 'cause you know i'd walk a thousand miles if i could just see you tonight."

neither of them realized how close to each other they had gotten, barely a foot of space between their bodies, faces blushing bright pink as the lyrics faded out to the instrumental.

"mick-" she said softly.

"you don't have to say anything. not right now, not right here. just kiss me."

and that's exactly what she did, the room erupting into cheers as mick's soft lips met hers. she dropped the microphone, feedback echoing around the room as mick held her, both parties smiling into the kiss before mika hakkinen came running over the grab the fallen mic.

"will you go on a date with me?" mick asked, lips swollen and shyness in his tone. "like, a real one this time?"

"yes, mick." she giggled. "of course i will."

Tags: @scuderiamh @libraryofloveletters @magnummagnussen @sidcrosbyspuck

[chaifootsteps]

Stargazer anon!

I gave a listen to the songs, and I am absolutely frustrated by Loser, Baby. Who in their right mind would tell an SA victim they're being whiny and not special? Who? Why would you even compare traumas? Doing that just makes the other person feel invalidated. That is Psych 101 stuff. It had the potential to be a cute ship, now Huskerdust's ruined for me. Viv really be teaching how to not write a yaoi ship and spotting red flags when making one.

Aside from that, Respectless and Whatever It Takes made me like Velvette and Carmilla. Zestial and Carmilla are pretty cool. The side characters are a 1000x better than the MCs. I'm even starting to dislike Al's presence - he's lost his mysterious appeal. But dear lord Val's accent is dreadfully inconsistent.

I hope you're doing well with all the bs that's happening with Viv and her stans. Honestly, without you I'd have never found out that Viv was actually rich and all the terrible crap she's done.

Btw, what's your favourite Studio Ghibli film? Mine's, unsurprisingly, Spirited Away though I also like Howl's Moving Castle and (if you count it as one) Nausicaa. The Pom Poko post hit hard, although the OG cast are doing way better at least. I noticed Vaggie just being in the bg, is there something with Monica? I don't think I know much of what happened with her.

- And what potential to be cute it had! We could have had these two guys bonding over how much their lives suck in general, but left Angel's rape victim status out of it, and I would have honestly been all over that. So close, Viv, so goddamn fucking close.

- Aww, thank you! That always helps to hear, honestly keeps me going.

- Monica's fine, she's besties with Viv and went with her to Japan on a tour of every abusive animal establishment they could fit into their itinerary.

- My favorite Ghibli film is My Neighbor Totoro! Here's my guy that I bought in Harajuku a decade ago with the intent to use him as a pillow on the plane ride home, trauma bonded with him, and he's still with me to this day -- a few chest spots down, but deeply loved.

[444namesplus]

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[fruit-salad-ship]

Love how Val is so tough in that picture, all those tails, she basically has a pom pom on her butt. Angriest cheerleader ever.

Rooting for her family quietly. With fury and vengeance.

I dunno if she’ll lose the ends of all her tails yet, it’s undecided, but I had to try the visual in that. A future thought.

It’d be robs fault, if it did happen.

[pinkprettycure]

working on new outfits for val. figuring out the colors for the cheer fit took forever but i just simply can not allow val to date a jock (alex) and Not put her in a cute matching outfit for him. oh her little fist up pose should be pom poms shouldn't it? oh my god 🥹

and the swimsuit the idea was "something cute and modest enough that literally nobody in the cast will be flustered by this except for liam" so the cover up is just liam's shirt

the other vibe is she's one of the most normal looking people in the group because everyone else would have extremely goofy or impractical swimwear

[hgejfmw-hgejhsf]

Val's December Drabbles Day 10/25

Today's prompt was holiday which honestly gave me a little too much freedom to work with, and I ended up with a drabble that I REALLY wanted to turn into more than just my 100-word limit, but I somehow didn't. Lots of editing and cursing and cutting of words, though.

“Henry?” He glances up to see Lola, one of the longest shelter residents, standing in the doorway. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” he asks, gesturing for her to enter. “I just wanted to ask how you’ll be spending your holiday.” “Well,” he begins as Alex comes barrelling into his office at that exact moment wearing a Santa hat with jingle bells on the pom, “I suppose I’ll be spending it with the love of my life.” “Good, tell him when he comes to bring eggs,” Alex teases, pressing a kiss to Henry’s cheek as Lola grins and blushes.

Day 1: Merry Day 2: Punch Day 3: Prancer Day 4: Comet Day 5: Poinsettia Day 6: Happy Day 7: Crowds Day 8: Dasher Day 9: Wreath

And you can find the entire series here on AO3!

[hermitcraftkinfessions]

i think one of the best proofs for me being ethokin is that i almost never say what i actually mean in terms of affection. i literally just wrote a whole ass paragraph to send to my qpr describing the sky and silhouettes of houses and using rain as a really really round-a-bout way to expressing care when what it really all meant was that i love them lol. even the little aside message explaining it in a 'aka...' kind way had a hidden message.

sigh, such is the life of someone whos really shit at just telling people they love them /lh

-an etho named pom [3L, LL, DL, SL]

have the exact opposite problem of express love to a qpp where if i want to tell mod ex i love them, or if they say they love me i panic and say the exact opposite of what i want to say sometimes so most of the time zod(wormman) and val will say they love each other, then it becomes a "i love you" "fuck off" type of situation on accident when it's my turn because old habits die hard.

-Mod hels

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g’bye our sweet Val!

i am so glad to have crossed paths with you in this venture of our lives saving babies! thank you for being an enjoyable neo partner, teaching me ALL the things from a RN standpoint and for being my craft buddy and teaching me how to make the pom poms for our little neo hats.

enjoy your new chapter of retirement. we will miss you!

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Vox crossed his arms.

"I'm not the one who licks things, Angel."

He took a couple steps forward when Angel shoved past him, but was in no hurry to join him over there. His friends were too busy making fools out of themselves— especially Valentino, whose laughter somehow grew even more raucous when Angel laid down on the couch.

"I FEEL HIM, VEL!" Val screeched.

"Shut up!" Velvette hissed.

But Valentino was laughing so hard that pink tears were rolling out of his eyes. Aside from being a little bit less than sober, it was late, and he had reached the level of 'giddy' where the joke was just so stupid and so funny that it was impossible to act with any manner of maturity or tact.

Vox came to stand beside Angel, hands folded behind his back. He watched the unfolding situation with stifled amusement, but tried not to make it too obvious. Hopefully Angel was too busy thinking about Val's ridiculous prank to pick up on the affectionate way the television demon was eyeing the giant moth on the floor behind the sofa.

"Oh, please. It wasn't my British accent that failed," scoffed Vox as he plopped down on the seat beside the star, "I'm a man, Angel. I think if something is going to cue him in on the fact that I'm not Velvette, it's that."

He began to push Angel's legs out of the way so he'd have more room, and then froze up.

Wait.

Vox stared at Angel for a long moment, before pressing his face into his hands and falling back against the cushions with a loud groan. He'd just blown his own cover, and he'd done it so casually!

He could have DENIED those allegations! At least the other Vees didn't know it was that one Elvis song... right?

"Embarrassingggggg," Val booed, rising to his knees to loom over Angel's face and flick the spider's hair a little bit. "For Vox, not for me. We totally tricked you."

"We totally did not, V," huffed Velvette, as she and Kitty got to their feet.

Velvette was wearing a white nightgown (shirt?) with a magenta skull on it, and red and black striped leggings. The skull had heart eyes, which matched the heart-shaped pom poms attached to her slippers. Apparently, she didn't need to broadcast her relationship status (or lack thereof) via what she was wearing. Go figure.

"Hey, Angel," she said, and held her hand up in curt greeting.

"Hiiii, Angel," said Kitty.

"Right, somebody's overstayed their welcome," said Vel, and pointed sternly at the door.

The Fizzbot hummed dejectedly, and showed herself out. Poor Kitty never got to stay for the sleepovers.

"... The prank would've worked if somebody hadn't turned all the lights on as soon as they opened the door," Velvette continued, stepping around the back of the couch. "Isn't that right, Vox?"

Vox just made another disgruntled noise and peeked through his hands.

"Old man," said Vel. "Thought you would've learned how to prank by now."

While the two of them were busy with that, Valentino was focusing on Angel.

"I ha... hope you learned your lesson for being late," said Valentino, grinning down at the actor. Val was still trying to catch his breath from all the cackling, and was unable to keep further chuckles at bay, but at least he was somewhat under control now. "Were your legs getting tired from standing out there, baby? You looked so silly on the cameras! You were making your angry face! Like... like, you looked so PISSED OFF!"

Ironically, in spite of his reputation as the 'least refined Overlord', Valentino was the most elegantly-dressed Vee of all. He was wearing a robe that was a lot like the one that Angel usually donned in the studio, except red and a lot thicker (velvet!), with expensive-looking color-matched fur all around the bottom hems and the base of every sleeve. It had an embroidered moth symbol on the upper chest pocket, in shiny golden thread.

"You didn't forget your toothbrush again, did you?" Val asked, raising one eyebrow, "Because I'm not lending you Vox's this time."

Vox sat up. "What--"

"ANYWAY," Velvette chimed in, "On your feet, A. Come see what we've got to eat."

{ @angie-long-legs }

By the time the door swung open, revealing the smug, shit-eating grin of the Media Overlord making a show of his dumb, cringey t-shirt, Angel had genuinely been considering leaving. There was no point sticking around just to be left hanging, after all - especially for a "launch party" he hadn't even wanted to attend. It was almost a disappointment when he was finally invited inside, made all the more grating by Voxs' insecure boyfriend display. Seriously, it was just sad at this point.

"Greeeaaaat," Angel drawled, emphasising how much he didn't care. "Ya want a medal or somethin'? How 'bout one that says "number one ass-licker?".

By the time he had begun explaining that he and Angel were apparently the only ones attending this sleepover, it was painfully obvious that this was a set-up. Seriously, did Val and Velvette think they were slick, hiding behind the couch, giggling like schoolgirls? Besides, Val wasn't exactly pocket-sized: the skyscraper of a moth had to be dumber than he looked if he thought he had half a chance of going unnoticed behind a sofa that he was easily twice the length of. Perhaps Val wouldn't have noticed the presence of an enormous demonic insect hiding behind his sofa with all the subtlety of a very physical elephant in the room, but that said more about the state of his eyesight than anything else.

These three were Overlords, Angel reminded himself, groaning internally in disdain. Not only that, but three powerful Overlords that oversaw an entire district of Pentagram City and owned multiple sectors of the entertainment industry. One of which owned Angel's soul.

And here they were, playing idiotic, immature pranks as though they were twelve.

"Oh, sure," Angel deadpanned, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Thank God it was just a prank, albeit an unsuccessful one, the humour of which left much to be desired. An evening alone with Vox sounded like a Hell in and of itself. "That perfect fa me, V."

An enormous pair of shoulders heaved with laughter behind the sofa, and Angel restrained an eye roll. Pushing past the television demon, he strode over to the sofa in question, dumping his bag on it before sitting down and letting his head fall back so that it connected with the carefully concealed moth's exposed wing. Resting his head on Val's back, he decided to give the three of them a little retaliation.

"I'm so glad Val and Vel aren't here," he spoke, loud and exaggerated. "Now we can talk about all the things they ain't interested in! Like how Al told me ya phoned inta his radio show thirty-eight times last week requestin' the same sad fifties love song!" he smirked, enjoying the opportunity to fuck with the Vees a little too much. "Did ya really think he wouldn't know? No one was buyin' that ya were Velvette. I'm tellin' ya as an actor, babe - that British accent needs work."

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Pronouns - Raspberry Strudel

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