#dorkydemcn

[calebron]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ❤ -- @dorkydemcn

He stands in front of Jerry's door with a bottle of liquor and looking like he had just spend an entire week at a night club.

--- " Hey baby ~ "

[burning-fcols]

✧ 「  @ᴅᴏʀᴋʏᴅᴇᴍᴄɴ   」   ✧  - ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ★

「 ☆ 」 Fogged by desperate want, it takes Stolas a moment to shed the confusion as to why Jerry suddenly stopped. Blearily opening with questioning blinks, dazed expression clears with widened eyes and a sharp intake of breath. His voice rings with clarity in his mind, echoing Blitz's name... while Jerry's dick had been buried deep within. It's no wonder the lizard had hastily made his exit. Frankly, Stolas is surprised he hadn't been STRUCK for such a transgression. Lord knows his father and Stella have always seen fit to hit him whenever he acted in a way that wasn't wanted.

But Jerry is a far kinder sort... Yet this is how Stolas repaid him for such patience and understanding. No wonder all his relationships ( as if those false bonds could be considered such ) ended with such malice and heartbreak. He's undeserving of anything else. Scrambling to sit upright, hands hastily gather up the blanket to cover his naked form, not feeling like it's appropriate to be so brazenly unclothed in front of Jerry now that the mood has turned so sour. Hands trembling by his chest, Stolas blinks back tears in tandem, bitterly fogging his gaze as he emits a panicked—

❝ Wait! ❞

Shocked by the utter desperation in a single word, glowing gaze is riveted upon Jerry's unresponsive form. Fighting to break through the betrayed trance, anguish overflows from his broken voice, ❝ Please don't go! I'm sorry, I— I didn't mean to! I don't even know why I— why... Please, I just— Don't go. PLEASE, don't go! ❞ Tears streak down his face, white pupils shining through terrified pools of scarlet. Feathers now ruffled from more than their passionate coupling, he shudders pitifully through his sobbing. Begging becomes barely audible as he whimpers, ❝ Please don't hate me... ❞

Like Blitz does.

❝ Pl-Please don't leave me. ❞

Like Blitz did. 「 ☆ 」

[volac-boutique]

    Volac towered next to the door of her boutique - smiling sweetly at her newest customer. " Hello~ " The vixen cooed. " Are you looking for anything in particular~? "

        @dorkydemcn

[canon-fcdder]

“Darling have you seen my sweater? You know the fuzzy blue one?” for Wallace wearing his sweater lol - ✧ ˖ ˙ 「 @ᴅᴏʀᴋʏᴅᴇᴍᴄɴ 」 ˙ ˖ ✧

「 ☆ 」 Humming nonchalantly as he steps out of the bathroom, steam billowing from behind thanks to the hot shower he'd taken, Wallace dries his hair with a towel and replies, ❝ Fuzzy blue one? Huh... Nope. Can't say that I have. ❞ Tossing the damp towel into a nearby basket, he plops down onto his chair and watches Jerry rummage for the ❛ missing ❜ sweater.

One that currently envelops Wallace’s body.

Dwarfed by the garment, it hangs more like a dress than sweater. Comforting in a way his own sweaters could never hope to match, warmth is more than simply external. A blooming reassurance spreads from his chest to every part of him, Wallace content to snuggle deeper into his stolen treasure. Sighing as he relaxes in his seat, he motions at a dresser with his flappy sleeve, calm tone not giving away the amusement in his smile as he waits for Jerry to turn around and notice, ❝ Have you tried looking in there? ❞ 「 ☆ 」

[timehcpper]

@dorkydemcn

"Penny for your thoughts?" Of course, Jonathan had appeared out of nowhere as per usual of their style. Jonathan knows that they could look rather off-putting. Especially since they're a human deer hybrid who wasn't dead at all. More like... slowly aging. That's what Jonathan likes to think about his predicament since he was 19. Jonathan knew what it was like to be lonely. He's spent countless timelines and 'years' sometimes stuck in a loop. He's aged three years, but in actuality he could be older. Jonathan doesn't think too hard on it. That's how he caught Jerry's attention. Wandering alone on a warm evening in Hell. That's usually Jonathan's style if one asked. Jonathan liked to take in the scenery.

[spidrboots]

@dorkydemcn said ; “Oh geez! I’m so sorry! Are you okay? I can help you up.”

unprompted asks . / always accepting !

okay, maybe that had partly been angel dust's fault. his high was coming down, & it made him wobbly on his feet ; a little less certain, a tad more heavy in his movements. val liked to cut his doses when he was in a bad mood, & it was taking more & more to keep angel riding the wave of intoxication. still, maybe this klutz ought to watch where he was going.

he bares his teeth from his place on the ground & preemptively swats away a hand that might have been out to help him. " no thanks, " he answers while he stands himself up -- though not without effort. he looks down at the unfamiliar demon after righting himself, who, to angel's surprise, had taken the initiative to actually apologize & not just stomp over him. that was unusual down here. he purses his lips.

" ya' got somewhere ta' be, runnin' at mach speed like t'at ? "

[lcftcult]

@dorkydemcn || x

"A-At the Happy Hotel, of course!" The pint-sized sinner beams in joy, then quickly wraps her arms around Jerry in a tight and excited hug. After releasing a loud sigh, Black Star releases her friend. "It's so great not having to w-worry about where I'll be sleeping.

[burning-fcols]

「 ☆ 」 It's no surprise that Jerry needs some time to think... Most do when offered literally anything at their fingertips. Patient as ever, Bee allows the sinner to mull over his choices. Eyes alight with endeared excitement and ear giving a curious twitch, but otherwise allowing the other to go at his own pace unpressured. They have nothing but time, after all. Bee's parties often spanning the entirety of the night... and even the rest of the next day depending on how things are going.

Of course, she always cuts it off before it can become DANGEROUSLY long. If not careful, some people can fall into a habit of overindulgence and completely lose track of their lives outside of the fun and food and fuckery available at her place. Forsaking everything if given the chance. Overwhelmed by the literally intoxicating atmosphere to the point of losing themselves to it. Which is why— despite how much people complain about it —she can't constantly satisfy needs at such a encompassing scale. Besides, there's a surprising amount of forethought and work that goes into her parties, as well as supplying the entirety of Hell with the necessary tools to do some self-care of their own. Her domain may seem carefree...

But that's because she's doing everything she can to keep it as such.

With a snap of her fingers, Bee makes the request appear as soon as it's out of Jerry's mouth. It's a rather simple order but that's understandable. People tend to start out reserved and with what they know, needing to ease into the idea of letting their imaginations run wild. Besides, one should never underestimate the power of how being exposed to something comfortingly-familiar can make someone open up more to the unknown. ❝ BAM! Here you go, honey... The best fucking ice-cream in your entire fucking life. ❞ It's not hyperbole either, as far as she's concerned.

Even just looking at the treat feels... almost otherworldly. Vibrant in color and smooth in texture, with fluffy whipped cream cascading down its sides and chocolate syrup drizzled across it with artistry; a gorgeous and PLUMP strawberry perfectly perched atop. ❝ Trust me, Jer... This is not going to disappoint. ❞ 「 ☆ 」

That bowl was gigantic. To the point that it was a little intimidating. As was her request. When the offer of having anything you wanted was at your fingertips it was hard to believe it could be true. He could have any ice cream he wanted and it seemed the offer of it being neverending was up in the air. This was the domain of gluttony after all.

"Um okay let me see." He said both to himself and also his companion for the night. Rubbing at his chin in thought. Maybe start with something not too challenging or out there. There was no wrong way to order ice cream right?

"Okay how about this? Mint chip ice cream. With tons of whipped cream, chocolate syrup and a strawberry on top to top it all off." Seemed simple enough. Mint chip had always been his favorite flavor. The ice cream he went for when he was really down in the dumps. Which with the life he led before he croaked he ended up in misery quite a lot.

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[calebron]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ❤ -- @dorkydemcn

" Hey, Jerry! Have you seen my ballgag? I could've sworn I put it back in the nightstand... "

[burning-fcols]

✧ 「   @ᴅᴏʀᴋʏᴅᴇᴍᴄɴ   」   ✧  - ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ★

「 ☆ 」 Demeanor does NOT match the design, Angel more taken off-guard by the others actions than running into him in the first place. Helped up as if he weighs no more than a feather ( not that he’s ever been heavy to begin with ) confused gaze studies the imposing sinner as shockingly-gentle hands brush dirt off him. It’s been a long time since he’s been treated like he was made of porcelain. Shame he can’t enjoy it for a bit longer, but he’s in a bit of a time-crunch; as the rapidly-approaching footsteps can attest.

❝ Uh— Don’ worry ‘bout it… ❞ He awkwardly replies, taking the others confusion in stride. It’s not the first time he’s been mistaken for a woman and frankly, it won’t be the last. Were it any other instance, he'd have some fun with it. Maybe even have some fun with the STRANGER. Few things are more satisfying than the realization in another man's eyes when they discover they still want to fuck him, regardless of Angel's gender. Besides, this towering lizard looks like he could show someone a good time. Lord knows Angel could use one of those.

Before Angel can usher a quick reassurance that he's fine and be on his way, they have some... company. Groaning at the interruption, mouth opens to snap at the creeps. Venomous words get caught in his throat from the others sudden action, Angel blinking with surprise at the body positioned between himself and the danger. Cheeks dusting pink, Angel peeks around the stranger's body, gaze then raising to take in his expression. He seems serious... Understandable, considering how massive he is. Even if Angel can't be sure how much is a bluff. He had seemed so fidgety earlier, it's hard to imagine this guy having too much bite in him.

The aggressive group appears to have the same idea... Emboldened by having numbers on their side— and the temptation of experiencing Hell's biggest star too enticing to pass-up —they don't heed the lizard's warning; the leader ( a gruff hellhound, muzzle covered in scars with a torn ear ) barking out a harsh laugh, before mocking through a perverse snarl, ❝ That WHORE seemed pretty interested earlier... All sorts of promises comin' from that pretty mouth. ❞ With a step forward, gleaming eyes leave the lizard to focus on Angel instead, grin growing hungrier as a long tongue slides across sharp teeth.

Grimacing, the spider silently glares back, fur bristling as the Hellhound ends with, ❝ So why don't you drop th' Hero Act an' move along... B'fore you end up gettin' killed over some stupid slut. ❞ 「 ☆ 」

[hxlls-sweetest-sinner]

@dorkydemcn said: "I guess doing one really bad deed is enough to land you here."

"Yup.... its fucking bullshit."

[canon-fcdder]

“They were hitting on me? I just thought they were being nice.” for wallace - ✧ ˖ ˙ 「 @ᴅᴏʀᴋʏᴅᴇᴍᴄɴ 」 ˙ ˖ ✧

「 ☆ 」 ❝ Of course they were hitting on you! ❞ Irritation lacing his words, it's not aimed at Jerry— it's not HIS fault he can't consider that someone would be sexually ( or romantically, but Wallace doubts that woman wanted anything aside from some shallow fun ) interested in him —but at the entire situation. At having to deal with people trying to take away the NICEST guy he's ever met. Someone who, against all odds, has clung to Wallace's side no matter how much he doesn't deserve it.

Jerry makes him... happy. Terrifyingly, vulnerably, undeniably happy. He also happens to be the BEST lover Wallace has ever had but surprisingly, that's not at the forefront of his mind. Far more concerned about is losing the others care attention. Before meeting Wallace, Jerry hadn't even known he could be physically interested in men. One can't blame Wallace for being wary when a beautiful woman is on the prowl for HIS dork, knowing that Jerry has more experience ( and mayhaps comfort ) with the opposite sex. What's stopping him from deciding to take the more familiar path if it's offered to him? Wallace knows he's not the easiest to deal with.

Who wouldn't toss him aside, like he's done with so many other men, when given the opportunity? Especially since neither of them has yet to actually SAY what's going on between them. Wallace knows he is at best, a friend with benefits... and at worst, just someone that lets Jerry fuck him. A source of consistent pleasure for a man who had been starved of it. Which isn't much of a rarity anymore. So many scavengers seem to be coming out of the woodworks, as if they can sense that Jerry has already been somewhat claimed. A skill that Wallace must admit, he too possesses.

Being on THIS side of it, isn't nearly as much fun.

❝ She wanted you. Because, hard as it may be for you to believe, you are a CATCH. ❞ Wallace insists, glaring up at Jerry with a pout. Cheeks flushed red with a mixture of annoyance and shame, fists are clenched in front of himself as he fervently says, ❝ That man-stealing bitch was trying to lure you away so she could sink her claws into you. As if she didn't know damn-well we walked into this party together. ❞

True, that doesn't necessarily mean they're TOGETHER... and Wallace hadn't been around when she first approached Jerry. The drinks table had been beckoning him over and he'd excused himself for what felt like a second to grab one. But that brief window was all she needed to make her move. Luckily, he showed up in time to spew a thinly-veiled insult and drag Jerry to an emptier area of the party. Emboldened by the dim-lighting and faux-privacy, he blurts out, ❝ Kiss me. ❞

Heart hammering in his chest, face burns so hard he can feel it in the tips of his ears. Voice slightly wavers, Wallace grasping Jerry's hands as he looks into his eyes and pleads insists, ❝ Kiss me so these people know who you're leaving with too. ❞ Please. So Wallace can know he's still the person Jerry wants. 「 ☆ 」

[diffxrentwxrlds]

@dorkydemcn

{{ L }} “You said you are here cause you defended yourself, you should be mad like all Hell that self defense led you here and make sure no one messes with you again. Like...are you happy just being stepped on, used and abused? Is there some weird enjoyment you get out of it?” Leif sighed, he couldn’t figure out why he cared so much. Jerry was a demon now, Leif didn’t like demonkind....but...they usually gave him a reason but Jerry hasn’t. 

[spidersins]

"Oh pardon me sir. I tend to bump into people a lot. My apologies." dorkydemcn

@dorkydemcn

he glanced at the other demon, amusement tugging at the corners of his lips. a sinner apologising to him? that was new. ❛ don't sweat it hot stuff. ya the first guy to bump into me who ain't tried to touch the merchandise. ❜ he gestured to his body, a hand moving to rest on his hip.