#ask Valentino

[askradiostatic]

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Alastor Alastor has a pet cat named Dapper

Vox Vox has a pet Lemon Shark named Honeycomb

Valentino Valentino is still Vox's boyfriend(? Maybe?)

About me

You can call me Moodoo or Belle

You can ask me things. You can ask me anything. I encourage it!

I said ask them anything... But, there are rules

BE NICE TO VALENTINO. I'm sorry, I know everyone else hates him, but he is my precious moth and I will not tolerate bullying or threatening him... Only if he hurts Vox, then insult him all you like.

I'm not good at it, so I'm sorry, but no oc interactions.

Please don't repeat your question, I will get to them eventually! If I don't answer yours it's because I don't see it as the right moment to answer or someone else already asked.

If there is a sort of event or situation going on I will not answer questions I see as unrelated as to not break the moment or go off topic. You can send in the unrelated question but I will save it for later.

[ask-husker]

Get out. I'm drunk, we're fighting. I'm not fighting you in the fucking hotel.

You lost? What the fuck are you doin' here?

...I'll come out, but I ain't fightin' ya.

[subbymothpimp]

@damian-morningstar

"you fucking licked Charlie?!"

Have a pissed prince))

Hii))

*scoffs*

Oh please. That little whore stealing bitch tasted like regret and failure.

Now papi Lucifer on the other hand... I'd never say no to a twinky short king...

[lucifers-little-light]

adams is living with the vees now. Oh no that's not good

Bunny: Long post underneath. Sorry no formatting.

Adam sat down at the table, his stomach practically screaming for the food in front of him. The spread was luxurious: succulent meats, fresh fruits, rich sauces, and desserts he’d never dared to dream of. He dove in without hesitation, nearly forgetting to breathe between bites.

Adam: *mouth full, glancing up at Valentino* So, what exactly are these ‘favors’ you mentioned? I didn’t sign up for any weird shit.

Valentino leaned back against a velvet chair, his posture relaxed, his grin like a predator watching its prey. He studied Adam’s hungry, almost desperate demeanor, the way the food was vanishing so quickly. He could already tell that Adam was more than just desperate for sustenance—there was something deeper in him, a need that went beyond what the young demon understood.

Valentino: *chuckling darkly* Oh, don’t worry, darling. Nothing you won’t enjoy. The favors I’m talking about are simple enough. You see, you’re going to be my new star.

Adam paused mid-bite, his mind processing the words in a way that made him think of something entirely different.

Adam: *raising an eyebrow, swallowing his food* Star? Like a... rock star? You want me to play music or something? *He picked up his guitar pick, a habit he’d developed since his early days in Hell, his fingers itching for his instrument.* I can shred like no one else, you know. I’m not just a demon with a bad attitude—

Valentino’s grin widened, but it wasn’t for the reason Adam thought. Valentino had a much different kind of star in mind.

Valentino: *voice smooth, eyes glinting* Oh, I’m sure you could shred, darling. But no, not that kind of star. *He leaned forward, lowering his voice into a more seductive tone.* What I’m offering you is a chance to be my new... special star. You see, after Angel Dust, I’ve been looking for someone to take his place, someone who can really deliver. I have a very specific type of entertainment I deal in, and you’re just what I’ve been searching for.

Adam blinked, his brow furrowing as he tried to make sense of the words. His mind, still filled with hunger and a sense of satisfaction, hadn’t fully processed Valentino’s meaning yet.

Adam: *confused, wiping his mouth* Wait... I’m supposed to be some kind of... porn star? Like... Angel Dust?

Valentino smirked, enjoying Adam’s reaction a little too much. He could see the exact moment the realization clicked in Adam’s head, and the demon’s face twisted with disgust and anger.

Valentino: *laughing lightly* Oh, darling, I don’t think you understand the power of what I’m offering you. You’ll be more than just some... object in my studio. You’ll be my headliner. My new star attraction. You’ll have everything you want—fame, fortune, and endless pleasure. Hell, I'll even make sure you're never hungry again.

Adam’s stomach lurched—not from hunger, but from the sickening idea that he had just walked into a trap. He had assumed, in his naivety, that Valentino had some sort of ‘rock star’ position in mind for him. Instead, this felt like a step into something far darker and far more exploitative.

Adam: *his tone growing sharper* I ain’t a fucking toy, Valentino. I’m not like Angel Dust. You want to turn me into some sex doll of yours? No fucking thanks. I can take care of myself.

Adam turned and made his way to the door, still processing the twisted offer and the strange hunger that clung to him. But he was no fool. He wouldn’t let anyone control him.

Before he could grasp the doorknob, Valentino’s voice sliced through the air, cold and commanding.

Valentino: *mockingly* Do you really think you can just up and leave?

Adam froze, his hand still hovering over the door. He should’ve known something was off. This was Hell, after all—nothing ever came free. He felt a shift in the atmosphere, a suffocating weight pressing down on him. The subtle dread that had been gnawing at him earlier returned, stronger than ever.

Adam: *turning slowly, confused and wary* What’s your problem? I didn’t sign anything. I’m not doing what you want. I can still walk out of here.

Valentino’s smirk twisted into something darker, something far more dangerous. His eyes glinted with malice, and his voice dropped to a low, threatening tone.

Valentino: Oh, darling... You already signed.

Adam blinked, his confusion growing. He hadn’t signed anything. He hadn’t agreed to anything. Hadn’t he just eaten out of desperation, not knowing what was really at stake?

Valentino’s hand slipped into his jacket, pulling out a golden, gleaming contract. The paper shimmered in the low light, as if it were alive. Adam’s eyes widened as the contract seemed to *pulse*, the signature boldly etched with his name, in his own handwriting. His heart dropped as he recognized it—it was his, yet he couldn’t remember signing it.

Adam: *stammering* What the hell is this?! I didn’t—

Valentino: *interrupting, with a dark chuckle* You didn’t have to, darling. The moment you ate, you agreed. You’re mine now. My new star. I can do with you as I please.

Adam’s mind reeled. He remembered the moment he ate the food—how ravenous he’d been, how desperately he’d consumed everything, but he hadn’t signed anything. He wasn’t stupid. He knew how deals in Hell worked. This wasn’t just a regular contract—it was binding in a way he couldn’t escape.

Adam: *voice shaking, realizing the trap he’d walked into* No... no way. You can’t just—

Valentino: *snarling, his calm demeanor vanishing in an instant* I can, Adam. And I will. Don’t think you can walk away so easily. You belong to me now.

Before Adam could react, Valentino crossed the room in an instant, his grip like iron as he slammed Adam against the wall, knocking the breath from his lungs. The golden contract was thrust in front of Adam’s face, the signature still glowing with an eerie light.

Valentino: *hissing through his teeth* You didn’t read the fine print, did you? This isn’t just a meal. It’s a contract of ownership. A soul-bound agreement. You’re mine, body and soul.

Adam struggled, trying to push himself away, but Valentino’s hold was unyielding. The room seemed to close in around him as panic and anger surged through his veins. He never signed anything. He didn’t want this.

Adam: *voice breaking, desperate* "No! This wasn’t part of the deal! You can’t—

Valentino’s face twisted with sadistic pleasure. He leaned in, his breath hot against Adam’s ear.

Valentino: "Oh, but I can. And I will. You’re not going anywhere, Adam. You’re my star, and you’ll learn your place. I’m giving you everything you could ever want... and in return, you’ll be everything I need.

Adam’s heart pounded in his chest, the weight of Valentino’s words sinking into him like a poison. He’d been so naïve. The hunger, the desperate need for food, had clouded his judgment. And now, here he was, caught in the worst kind of trap—a contract with no escape.

Valentino: *sneering* I think you’ll enjoy this, once you get used to it. I always make my stars shine.

Adam could barely process the words. His mind was racing, his heart pounding with fear and disgust. He had walked into this willingly, desperate for a meal, and now... now he was trapped.

With a swift, almost casual motion, Valentino shoved Adam back, sending him crashing onto the floor. The golden contract fluttered to the ground beside him, the last symbol of his freedom slipping away.

Adam lay there, dazed and breathless, the weight of Valentino’s control pressing down on him. But deep inside, a spark of defiance still burned. He wasn’t going to give in, not without a fight. He just had to figure out how to get out of this hellish mess.

But for now, Valentino had him right where he wanted him.

What Adam looks like in this AU!

Art from this video! Please check it out! It’s a great song!

[official-voxtek]

So what do the Vees think about Virgil?

Velvette: He’s a fucking baby! What do you think? I will say that he’s fortunate to have inherited Lucifer’s head. *has Virgil’s as her wallpaper on her phone like the proud Auntie she is — she’s also designed all of Virgil’s clothes*

Valentino: He’s a cutie…can’t wait to see what he looks like when he’s older!

Lucifer: And the tall moth is not allowed to be alone with Virgil.

Vox: Ya know what, Valid.

[pimpin-not-simpin-moth]

Hey Val I got a cursed Fleshlite if you write anyone's real name on it they'll feel any pipe you're laying. Have fun.

OOooh~ What a thoughtful gift, carino.

I'll be sure to have plenty of fun with it.

*scribbles Arackniss' name on it* @ask-arackniss-official

There, that will teach that paranoid motherfucker.

~ Valentino, Overlord of Lust & Depravity

[adams-sinful-wings]

have you seen the baby yet Adam? Like an ultrasound?

Adam sits in the sterile hospital room, trying to mask the mix of nerves and anticipation swirling inside him. The nurse finishes prepping the ultrasound machine and squeezes cold gel onto his abdomen. He winces at the chill but remains quiet, his hand subconsciously resting protectively over his belly. Valentino, perched smugly on a nearby chair, observes everything with a sharp, calculating gaze.

Nurse: *cheerfully adjusting the machine.* Alright, Mr. Adam, let’s take a look at your little one.

The screen flickers to life, revealing the faint outline of a tiny, rapidly beating heart. Adam’s breath hitches as he stares at the screen, his hardened exterior momentarily cracking. For a brief second, everything else fades away, and he feels an overwhelming sense of awe and relief.

Adam: *softly, almost to himself.* That’s… that’s my kid?

Nurse: *smiles warmly.* Yes, that’s your baby. About 15 weeks along now. Strong heartbeat, too.

Valentino suddenly stands, walking over to the screen with a gleam of interest in his eyes. He smirks as he leans in closer, breaking Adam’s moment of wonder.

Valentino: *mockingly* Well, well, look at that. A little sinner in the making. *He glances at Adam, smirking.* You should be proud, babe. That kid’s already working for me, and it’s not even born yet.

Adam: *glares, his voice low and sharp.* Can’t you let me have this moment? Just this once?

Valentino: *ignores him, his attention fixated on the ultrasound machine.* Hm. You know, this thing’s got potential. The way it shows what’s going on inside… I could probably use this for a scene. Bet there’s a market for that kind of kink. *He snaps his fingers, grinning.* Yeah. Pregnant porn with a live ultrasound. That’s gotta be a first, right?

Adam’s expression hardens, his fists clenching at his sides. The nurse, clearly uncomfortable, steps back, unsure of what to say.

Adam: *snarls through gritted teeth.* You’re sick, Val.

Valentino: *grins wider, leaning casually against the bed.* Sick? Nah, babe. I’m just a visionary. And you? You’re my star. *He gestures at the screen.* This right here? This is prime content. You should be thanking me.

Adam turns his head away, his jaw tightening as he fights to keep his emotions in check. The moment that should’ve been a private, cherished memory is tainted, and the weight of Valentino’s presence feels suffocating.

Valentino: *straightens, his tone dripping with false charm.* Anyway, enjoy the rest of your checkup, Querido Papi. I’ll be working out the details for your next shoot. *He winks before striding out of the room, leaving Adam seething in silence.*

Numb, Adam looks back at the screen, the image of his child still there, heart beating steadily. He closes his eyes, taking a shaky breath, vowing to protect the baby from Valentino’s schemes at all costs.

[sweetauntrosie]

Okay so about that relationship advice... Say I'd come for a chit chat. Like... How much for a session?

Wow, finally ready to open up, are we? Tell ya what, dearie. Considering Vox and I go way back, our first meetings on me. Come by my shop, we'll see how much foundation we can lay down first.

[pimpdaddyval]

Vox or Angel

"My Voxxy of course~"

[subbymothpimp]

Colors that look amazing on Angel. Just love that scale of bruises...

I love you (but they're making you pretend) - a+e

#F087AA, #D769AF, #A51EA5, #7319AF, #412396, #2D1464

[askradiostatic]

So how do feel about being shipped with Lucifer

""Ship"?"

"Who's gonna tell him~"

"What does it mean!"

"Goddamn you're old."

"Let me put it this way. Hypothetically, you two would be together~"

"I still don't-"

*Gets it*

"... No."

"Yes~"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"You people disgust me."

"As for me... Well.. I haven't even met him yet."

[ask-husker]

There were lots of stray cats where I grew up. I hate that your ugly-ass face reminds me of them. Those aren't happy memories, asshole.

Then stay the fuck away from it. And by the way, I hate my ugly-ass face almost as much I hate yours. Cheers.

[subbymothpimp]

Are those prescription glasses for your old ass? (saw the anon hate, sorry!)

No, they're fucking not!

I can se perfectly fine and-n.kdhsrA

*Walks into a door frame violently*

[subbymothpimp]

Fuckable. All of them.

Just saying~!

and just like that, we have them all

[askhuskgamblingbartender]

hey guys follow @pimpdaddyval

it's a valentino ask blog

[valentinos-club-xoxo]

Valentino : Open rp

Valentino is sitting at one of the booths in the VIP section of the club. A sinner on each side of him; practically hanging off his arms. His infamous red smoke hanging in the air, making it hazy and thick.

Oc/n watches him take a long drink, as he eyes up the patrons in the club around him.

Do you approach him?

/// Art is NOT mine. It is @kheetos idk what platform.