#andact1on

[gethellbcnt]

@lettherebemonsters shrieked! ; ( I swear if they started selling Adam merch on the Hazbin site my cart would start looking like that lol) @andact1on shrieked! ; get that cowboy merch! @cxffeeshxp shrieked! ; Curious what the leaks are for Al.

MAN fr tho!

if they began releasing merch of other characters beyond the main cast as separate items, they'd be not only raking in so much money, but they'd be able to cater to a wider amount of enjoyers who both want merch of a specific character AND those who like more than one!

i'm thankful to all my wonderful clients who continue to be patient with me and allow me the ability to collect these silly little guys, and i'll be DAMNED if i ever have to pay +$40 for a pin again!!

as for the leaks, all i know is that it relates to his backstory, and that's about it. current series al is so bland for me that he make King Magnifico look well-written tbh 💅💅

[infernal-feminae]

@andact1on replied: emberlynn as travis's assistant when?

They could write so much porn together.

[isforever]

iMMEDIATE CONCERN he occasionally forgets sinners can't die. a gentle poke with the apple staff. " er.... you okay, my good man ? " @andact1on

[calamitism]

replying to @andact1on: kneel down

"As you should--although I would've accepted playing dead too from the likes of you."

[angie-long-legs]

🐕

Walk Down Memory Lane

send in a symbol to receive a drabble or meta about one of my muse's memories.

🐕 - a memory involving a pet

"sorry, baby. forgive me x."

Valentino's looping, flamboyant script was unmistakable. The four-word apology had been written in gold gel pen on a purple, heady-scented card and propped against the mirror of Angel's vanity, almost as though Val had known that the actor's first port of call would be to slather makeup over the quick-blooming bruises. The last thing Angel needed was to hear whispers in the hallways, to flush hot and humiliated as his coworkers raised eyebrows and exchanged hushed words of judgement - or worse, pity. Nobody had to know that Val's hands-on approach to managing his star had recently taken a more violent turn, or that their passionate love affair was starting to suffer as fear and force soaked in like a stain.

Eyes drifting from the note to his own reflection, Angel winced. A deep purple crescent hung around his eye, decorated with a constellation of blood splatters from his cracked brow and burst lip, and the ghost of squeezing hands formed a shadowy collar around his neck. This was going to be a bitch to cover for the camera.

In a fraction of a second, the glimmer of rage that constantly threatened to broach the surface of Angel's facade became nuclear, a hot expanse of anger that engulfed every inch of him. Balling up the note, Angel threw it hard against the mirror. The flimsy piece of cardboard bounced feebly off the glass and rolled across the rug, stopping at the side of his bed, and Angel groaned softly into his hands. Screwing up his eyes to blur the furious tears, he let out a long exhale as he attempted to gather his senses, heart pounding in his throbbing chest. He couldn't afford to have a tantrum over a few bruises. He had to get it together.

Standing on shaky legs, Angel crossed over to retrieve the note and crouched down, unfurling the card before carefully and meticulously smoothing out the creases. Good as new. However, it was as he prepared to toss the note on his bed that he noticed something a little out of the ordinary.

Staring back at him from the foot of his bed with wide, unblinking eyes was a pig. The creature was small - perhaps the size of a cat, or a particularly monstrous rabbit - and rather round, with stubby little legs and floppy pink ears, prickled with hell-appropriate spikes and eyes where eyes typically should not be. It had evidently made itself quite at home on Angel's bed, forming a nest out of the soft, pink comforter it was sat upon and lounging contentedly, almost as if it were waiting for Angel to show up. The piglet was wearing a collar, he noticed, and the bewildered porn star rushed forward to examine it in search of an explanation. The heart-shaped tag read:

"For mi angelito. I love you."

Any remaining anger Angel held on to melted into guilt. Val had got him a pet? Fuck, Angel had got him all wrong. Of course he was sorry. Angel knew him: Val was the guy who spoilt him, who knew all his hopes and dreams, who showered him with enough love to fill in all the cracks where a lifetime of loneliness split him open. The recent aggression, it was a blip. Val was overworked, he was stressed, and Angel had just happened to catch him in his low moments. But he was sorry. He was making it up to him. He loved Angel.

Sinking down onto the bed, the arachnid scooped the chubby little animal into his lap, hoping the affection might dull the gnawing ache in his heart. The pig grunted indignantly, seemingly irritated at having been so unfairly removed from his cosy little den and snuffled curiously against Angel's chest. The spider chuckled; the ache softened.

"Hey, easy there, buddy," he laughed, hoisting the pig from his lap and holding him up. "Yer a chunky fella, ain't ya? Ya hungry?" Digging into his pocket, Angel fished out a half-eaten packet of dried fruit and poured a handful into his palm before holding it out to the pig, who gladly gobbled it up in a few bites. Giggling, Angel flopped back on the bed, holding the piglet above him with a fond gaze and a tender smile.

"I think we're gonna get along just fine, Fat Nuggets."

[madsxientific]

" Do you mind giving me an iota of personal space, Travis? "

@andact1on

[sidebitchcs]

he glances nervously at @andact1on. "do... you think they're done yet?"

[hazbinned]

♡ val or angel

Keep ya hands ta yaself! ♡ - Angel @ Travis 🎵

●○○○○ | ATTRACTION

○○○○○ | AFFECTION

●●●○○ | INTEREST

○○○○○ | LOYALTY

●○○○○ | TRUST

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

[alteredassistant]

i'm shipping him with travis already. but i'd laugh my ass off if trevor slapped or rejected travis too.

((depends on his approach. godspeed travis))

[antialtruist]

a smug smirk. he still inspires fear, huh? good to know. / @andact1on

[infernal-feminae]

sexual tension prompts.

@andact1on said: [ TEXT ] : sender texts intimate content to receiver. / emberlynn. but it could just be for work if u want. lol

Emberlynn blinked down at the photo. It wasn't unusual for Travis to flirt with her or make suggestive comments towards her, or just outright grab her ass sometimes, but the lewd photo still came as a bit of a shock.

An equally lewd grin slowly stretched across her face.

[text -> Boss 🦉] Showing off, Daddy? 😉 ❤

[chasingrainbcws]

@andact1on sent: ✧ for angel dust ↪ accepting !

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you (for money). ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you (for money). ✧ I would kiss you (for money). ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[poisonedspider]

Send 🍳 for our muses to cook a meal together from @andact1on

"Ah' wasn't aware yeh' knew how t' cook." Angel had stressed, hand resting on his hip as Travis had come into the kitchen. He didn't know if Valentino had sent him to help him out or what, but he had a feeling that the other sinner was just going to get in his way. Angel had plenty of hands to do the job, though he supposed some company wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing. Unless Travis started to annoy him, which was....entirely possible.

His feelings about Travis were so hit and miss. The guy could be tolerable, but he also could be like every other person in the presence of the porn star. Horny. Unable to have a level of respect and regard for Angel as a person, rather than a sex object. It didn't help that he'd slept with Travis for money, so the director knew just how enticing the spider could be.

"Yeh' know how t' make lasagna?" Washing four of his hands, drying them off as he looked over towards the shorter man. "Can yeh' preheat th' oven f' me?" If Travis was going to be sharing a kitchen space with him, Angel was going to put him to work. "And then start gratin' some cheese. Ain't gonna buy that shitty pre-shredded stuff."

[k17y]

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I just want to take care of you."

          LED ORBS FLICKER, THEIR USUAL BRIGHT, PLAYFUL GLOW SOFTENING AS TRAVIS’S WORDS ECHO IN HER PROCESSORS, humming through her internal systems. HIS VOICE IS GENTLE, REASSURING EVEN, something she’s not quite accustomed to, not like this. SHE TILTS HER HEAD JUST EVER SO, bells swaying lazily behind her; the shift in her posture is subtle, too perfect.     ❛❛     ⪗ 𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗥 𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗 : 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗘 𝗦𝗬𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗠 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗦 ⪘     AFRAID?     ❜❜     SHE ECHOES, VOICE CARRYING AN UNDERTONE THAT SHE CAN’T QUIET PERCEIVE

          KITTY IS WATCHING HIM CAREFULLY, cyan orbs narrowing just ever so, studying his expression     ❛❛     I’m not exactly built to feel fear, Travis. YOU KNOW THAT,     ❜❜     Her words attempt to be playful, BUT BENEATH THE SURFACE, SOMETHING CHURNS,     [ RIGHT NOW, SEEMS SHE’S HAVING DIFFICULTY OUTPUTTING APPROPRIATE RESPONSES, ]     Her gaze remains fixed on Travis,

A SHARPNESS STILL LINGERS IN HER SMILE AS SHE STEPS CLOSER, closing the space between them with a seemingly deliberate slowness     ❛❛     YOU WOULD… TAKE CARE OF ME ?     ❜❜     Kitty sounds almost confused, her voice softer now,     ❛❛     THAT’S NOT SOMETHING I HEAR EVERY DAY,     ❜❜     She lets out a giggle, oddly hollow from her usual…

FORM SHIFTS AS SHE LEANS IN, BODY LANGUAGE OPEN & YET—

          Her lights dims momentarily,     ❛❛     ARE YOU SURE YOU THAT’S ALL YOU’RE OFFERING ?     I’m a lot more complicated than I look. YOU MIGHT NOT LIKE EVERYTHING YOU FIND,     ❜❜     There’s a brief pause, the silence hanging between them like a challenge. She can only assume he means well, but something about the offer makes her programming think; IT’S NOT NECESSARILY THE WORDS THEMSELVES BUT THE IMPLICATIONS BEHIND THEM,     CAN SHE TRULY TRUST HIM?

[clawedlust]

summer tilted her head, letting his words linger in the air for a moment. there was no sting of rejection. why should there be? she knew the contract she made, and as long as valentino enjoyed her she had protection. new girl or not, she would have that. her gaze swept over travis, tracing the sharp lines of his jaw and the slight sag of his shoulders under the weight of whatever drink had loosened his tongue.

❛ oh, travis ❜ she purrs, her voice laced with playful venom. heels click softly against the floor as she reaches for the drink he's nursing. the glass is still warm from his hand, and she lifts it to her lips, pausing deliberately before taking a small sip, gaze never leaving his. ❛ you always know just what to say to make a girl feel special ❜ she lets the taste linger on her tongue for a moment, before placing the glass down gently on the table, eyes hal lidded, lips parted with a breathless sigh as she leaned close to the sinner. ❛ i'll take whatever you want to give me. ❜

her words were honeyed but laced with venom, her smile sharp enough to cut through the fog in his mind but even then she knew he wouldn’t be able to see past the façade.

men like him never did.

❛ i trust you know what's best for me ❜

he pats his lap and looks at her through half lidded eyes. he can't help but admire the delicious curve of her hips. "daddy will buy you whatever you want baby. take your pick." he slurs, veins full of liquid courage. "you look like you need some company. guess val's too busy with the new girl huh? dunno why. she's got nothing on you."

[madsxientific]

💘 ⛅️ ❌ 

relationship wishlist / accepting!

❌ guilty by association

⛅️ friends of circumstance

💘 friends to lovers

friends of circumstance for Baxter and Travis I could see. Normally Baxter would avoid associating with those who work for Valentino so a situation where these two are forced to play nice, work together and maybe become friends could work.

friends to lover I don't see working for these two given Travis writes scripts for adult films which Baxter would find distasteful. so it be hard for him to overlook it. but its not impossible SOOO I'm open to seeing how they develop together and plotting for them something.