#angie long legs

[mothvalentino]

His body was hypersensitive to the cold, slick touch of his gun. The muzzle's path upwards sent another shiver down his spine, antennae trembling at what the trajectory implied. As soon as Angel made the command, Valentino's jaw went slack, a trickle of venom leaking from his lips.

Open and ready, the pimp could feel his own heart racing, the thrill of being truly vulnerable something he so rarely experienced. If this was going to be how he met his end, he could be satisfied. But the spider's body language betrayed lingering uncertainty. Angel didn't have his head in the game, still frightened and obedient under the guise of someone empowered. He was just doing what Val wanted instead of earnestly taking control the moth wished he would.

A shame, but maybe this game between them would turn into something real along the way. For now, Valentino remained subservient and observant. Even if Angel didn't fully rise to the occasion, he still found enjoyment in submission.

Valentino's grin was wild and unhinged, slashed across his face like a gaping wound. As the moth directed the gun lower, pushing the muzzle squarely into his own chest, Angel's fingers trembled around the grip. How had he felt more comfortable choking on the pistol rather than turning it on its owner? It made sense, he supposed. Being Val's pet in their messy, high-risk games was familiar. Calling the shots, however, was new.

It was no secret that Angel's preference in the bedroom lay firmly in the territory of submission. He had, of course, flirted with domination, but it was far from his strong suit. Charging head-first into pointing a gun at his lover in a game where sex and power were inseparable pushed him so far out of his comfort zone that he no longer knew which way was up.

Val, however, seemed exhilarated. A quick glance below the belt told Angel that the pimp was getting off on the danger, regardless of who was in the line of fire. Shamefully, Angel realised he was also still hard - though he suspected that this was from the adrenaline spike that the fear had sparked. He hoped it was just the adrenaline.

Val might have reversed their roles, but there was no doubt who held the real power.

And if Angel wanted to please him, he had to play along.

Stiff and unsteady, Angel pushed himself to his feet, Moneyshot still aimed right at Valentino's heart while Angel's own pounded erratically. He slowly began to drag the gun upwards, tracing over the moth's throat and stopping below his chin. It felt wrong to see Val like this - kneeling before his whore, staring down his own gun and loving it. Angel couldn't fucking keep up.

Still, if Val wanted to submit, Angel knew exactly how to level the playing field.

Sliding the weapon to the side of Val's jaw, the porn star nudged at it with the barrel - still slick with his own spit. He tried to summon a voice that was commanding, harking back to the days where threats and blackmail were like a second language to him.

His gaze locked on Valentino's.

"Open."

[wonderfultheatre]

@angie-long-legs this is basically what happened right?

[alteregozowie]

"Are we finally eating that pig of Angel Dust's!?"

[a-hell-of-a-time-archive]

@angie-long-legs continued from X

He could almost hear the eye roll from his place on the balcony, and Andrealphus couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Normally he was not one to mix with the lower class, but ever since the incident where he had to rely on a sinner to heal him, Andrealphus had been mingling more and more with the citizens of the Pride Ring. It was during one of his visits that he encountered Angel, and to his surprise both ended up hitting it off.

He could see the shocked expressions of the goetia now...

Letting out another chuckle, Andre replied, "It's a book on ancient sigils and the powers they contain. A truly boring topic, I know." And yet one that had caught his own interest due to a case that appeared on his doorstep not too long ago.

"It is not that cold out here, you know; my own mansion is far colder."

[statiicstag]

x @angie-long-legs // @top-shelf-tender

If Angel is trying to make him jealous he's missed the mark – but if it is a challenge he's searching for, Alastor is never one to be the first to throw in the towel.

❝ For the same reason anyone does anything at all, my dear, ❞ Alastor begins, gaze fixed firmly on Angel even as he walks around Husk to lean against him, two spindly hands crawling up his back to rub at his shoulders at the same time the arachnid makes his mark. ❝ Because I wished to. ❞

The Radio Demon pressed against Husk's back and Angel Dust sitting across his lap, Husk is entirely caged in between them. Nowhere to run. As if he even wants to.

Still making unwavering eye contact with Angel and never once sparing the feline receiving their affections a second glace, he leans down to graze his teeth across the opposite side of Husk's throat. And then his teeth sink in, again, enough for blood to well to the surface of the inflicted mark and dribble down his chin.

[grandma-susan]

@angie-long-legs

Susan was trying to put a face to a name but it was evading her. "Ain't you that disaster butterfly's and The Princess' resident show g-"

Girl? Boy? Now that she thought of it she had seen Angel Dust in a number of outfits and she never allocated any time to look up this porn star, but knew they did good work.

"Showdemon? I think I also once saw you in a brawl with old man Pentious once on the Telly"

[lcftcult]

@angie-long-legs || x

"Huh.. th-that's a uh.. uh.. interesting award." The sinner, bless her naive heart, thought it was legitimate and not probably some kind of gag by Angel Dust's boss. As Angel was boosting his ego by stating he deserved a bigger award, Black Star would nod in agreement.

'I wonder what kind of award I would get?' Thought Black Star, a single finger resting thoughtfully in the middle of her chin. "Oh!" It was like the feline had been snapped out of a daydream. "I'm with you, I-I'd want money or-or food." But as soon as Black Star said the word food, her left hand slowly went down to her stomach and squeezed it lightly between her hand and sweater fabric. It was like even mentioning food itself was able to make Black Star hungry

"But.. i-if he gives you.. uh.. somethin' 'ya don't like-" Of course, Black Star was trying to hint at an edible (non drug) gift "m-may I have it?" Yep, she was just casually asking for extra food the porn star may not have wanted. Then she puts on a pair of 'puppy dog eyes' just for Angel while clasping her hands together, trying to say please.

[arachnaemboss]

  SITTING AT THE TABLE during an Overlord meeting. He appears to be reading something peculiar… There's a hum, then he turns the page.

[leostar-regalius]

(continuing here @angie-long-legs

"but, he didn't seem that bad, i know he was a drug slinger, i can put up with that since it's hell, but abusing people, i can't stand" -he growls wings flaring out- "maybe i should give him another visit" -he looked a bit larger now that he was agitated-

[mothvalentino]

This is an appreciation post for five single muse mutuals of mine who portray Angel. I would like to tag more but tumblr won't let me, so I'm focusing on who I wrote with more/have been mutuals with longer. That doesn't mean that I don't appreciate the newer spooders, I'm probably going to make a part two of this in the future.

Whenever I see or interact with each of you I feel inspired and happy that you are on my dash :3 Your individual takes on the character are a treat to read and I'm glad I get to rp with you!

this goes out to: @poisonedspider @a-hazbin-spider @angie-long-legs @arachn0philia @cup-0fp0isonx

[angie-long-legs-moved]

"Just concede and give into your inner demons again."

indie rp blog for angel dust from hazbin hotel

18+ | semi-selective | oc friendly | rules | mun

[alteregozowie]

Angel shoved a plate of pork chops into Alastor's hands. They were not from Fat Nuggets.

"Happy birthday," he grumbled. "Now will ya stop askin' ta eat my pig?"

Did Angel Dust just....gift him pork chops? Did he make them? For his birthday? He might have wrongfully misjudged him.

"Thank you, Angel. I won't try to eat him today."

[addalittlemolly]

"So, uh, I borrowed that pink shirt a' yours... ya know, the one I asked if I could wear and ya were all like "Angel, don't even touch that shirt cuz I know what yer like and ye'll ruin it", y'know the one..."

"Sooooo, funny story! I miiiiiiighta' wore it out last night, an' it just so happens I got involved in an itty bitty little brawl an' gotta just a tiny bit a' blood on it... but ya won't even notice! It's only on the left arms. An' also the front pocket."

"...And all ova' the side. Ugh, I'm sorry, Moll! Look, just be glad I didn't wear it ta work, cuz bloodstains would be the last a' yer worries..."

"Yes I remember," she replied slowly, already knowing where this was going.

Molly listened and though was very irritated that he took a shirt she specifically said not to, she wasn't surprised by it either, and it was good of him to admit to it and apologize.

She took a deep breath to stay calm.

"Okay. I know ways ta get at least mosta da blood out. Ya can just keep it, but we're goin' ta de shop and yer gonna help me 'n gettin' a new one, got it?"

[statiicstag]

@top-shelf-tender // @angie-long-legs

Whilst Angel had never been one to exactly hold his tongue around Alastor, impeding on his personal space by shoving a finger into his face ( one that he was tempted to bite straight off ) and raising his voice was certainly new. About as new as his cozier relationship with a certain bartender under his thumb was.

Romantic inclinations puzzle him so, the way they can shift your very brain chemistry and make you behave in ways you'd never had the gusto to before. Risking your very life for the sake of another person . . . it was part of why Alastor didn't bother. Whilst he wasn't emotionless, he knew the risk of both hurt and harm that came with putting that much trust into anyone other than yourself.

At least, he'd like to think he knew. The twist in his gut when he saw them together was certainly just irritation at their brazen displays of public affection right in their foyer. And his knack for appearing and needing Husk at, supposedly, 'inopportune' times for the two of them was most certainly not on purpose.

Calmly, Alastor raises his staff and lowers that accusatory arm, leveling his gaze. ❝ Oh, dear. I've caught you in a rather ornery mood, haven't I? ❞ he asks, nonplussed by Angel's anger. If anything, it only spurs him to continue. ❝ Do try to calm yourself. I've only asked him to assist me with a few tasks around the hotel. He does have a certain responsibility to it, you know—I hadn't summoned him here for fun and games ! ❞ His hand waves the spider away, a condescending way of telling him to 'shoo!' ❝ Run along now, will you? ❞

[mckeeks]

I’m literally seeing @angie-long-legs tomorrow. TOMORROW.

How am I supposed to focus on work and emails when my mind is actually buzzing with excitement?!

[sirserpentine]

LUNE!! YOUR PENTIOUS!! IM HERE TO RAVE ABOUT HIM AND ALSO YOU!! Listennnnnn. I ADORE how you write this silly Victorian snake man! You have such a knack for comedy and I absolutely adore writing with people with this skill because it makes me tap into my own comedic writing and forces me to get better at it! You write Pentious with such heart and you can feel the love and care you put into writing him so clearly in our threads. Aside from the comedy, you portray him with such softness in out angst thread with sad Angel and I truly love the relationship our muses have. Angel would probably be reluctant to admit at this point in their friendship just how much he cares for him, but he is so soft for the serpent 🥺 I adore our Blood Ball thread with Pentious to the rescue and can't wait to see him and Val getting into their slapstick shenanigans! I could go on and on about your Pentious but I also just wanted to say that you as LUNE are one of the loveliest people I've had the pleasure of meeting in this community and I'm so glad we are friends! Thank you so much for the wonderful art you drew for my birthday yesterday 🥹 I am sending you ALL the love! 🍰🩷

Feedback (Accepting.)

//Ahhh Phoenix, I've been saving this in my inbox for such a long time because it's been so comforting to open and look at during this tumultuous time I'm going through. ;;__;;

I appreciate your kind words so much, I love the different layers we get to explore in our threads and I really like our boys' lovely relationship. ;;__;; Care is exactly the kind of word I would use to describe your writing as well. The care you put into Angel is very visible.

And you are such a kind and wonderful person too, I feel the same way about you! I am glad we are friends and I hope we can stream many more games yet to come. <3

Have a super wonderful day and talk to you soon. <3<3<3<3!!!