#femmina-eroe

[helluvahell]

　@femmina-eroe asked : ❛  why should i believe you now when you've told nothing but lies?  ❜

　(for the tv head 😈)

　RANDOM QUESTIONS. ACCEPTING.

　" Ooh, feeling a little extra catty today, are we? Wanna tell me why I'm the target of your particular brand of bitchiness this time? "

[stagred]

　@femmina-eroe liked for a starter!

　" I'll warn you, " Alastor isn't even within the vicinity of Angel's eyeline, but the shadows are always watching with him under the hotel's roof. As it turns out, he's standing behind Husk's bar, a glass in his hand that he raises gently toward Angel in greeting before taking a sip. " I can't make more than a damned good Southside. "

[cervidae-demon]

🙊

Send 🙊 to muzzle my muse

Alastor had been focusing on fixing his radio for half an hour now. He was purely thinking about it and how he could make it work again, So much so, in fact, that he didn't even notice Angel walking into the room behind him. He actually started humming a song, before he suddenly felt the muzzle being forced on his face. It was probably a prank, or something similar, yet Alastor reacted like he had been completely attacked.

In a jump, he stood up, dropping the radio and stumbling, eyes wide and statics loud. He actually looked terrified as he turned around, antler fully grown, showing off the fact he only had one left... That is until he realized it was 'just' Angel dust.

What the....

Alastor tried to talk but the muzzle stopped him from doing so, so he just pulled on it, trying to break free, sadly his strength was purely magical, not physical. "W̴͕͆h̶̼͐a̵͖̎.̶̥̈́.̶͎̅.̶̙͗ ̴͓͆w̸͍͛.̵̦̉.̶̩̍.̶̠̂š̶̫ ̶̯́t̵̉͜h̷̛̘.̴̥͊.̵̥̓.̶͎̆a̶͇͋t̴̘͑-̶̹̈t̶͋͜-̸̻̋ṱ̸̂ ̸͚͛f̸̤̆ơ̴̪.̷̼̅.̸͕͐.̶͓͒.̶͚̆o̷̘̽r̴̢̛?̷̢͊!̶́ͅ ̷̟̍F̶͇̒r̷̛͜.̸̞̑.̵̙͛.̸̼̇ ̴́ͅm̷͓̈́ẻ̶̳ ̸̳̿t̷̳̆h̷͈̄.̷͔́.̸̹̔.̵͍̂ĭ̶̩s̵͓̆ ̷͍̑į̸͛n̸̫̒s̵͕̈́t̷̔ͅA̴͍͘N̸̡̚T̵̻͑!" The radio sputtered with difficulties, cutting and buzzing between words while Alastor looked at Angel in disbelief, still slightly shaking. The poor man already looked in a poor state with his injuries and his missing antler, and now even Angel Dust was trying to humiliate him?

[diresang]

[ 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 ]

            ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✦․⁺  ↳ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝

angel was at his bar so often, periods of silence weren't abnormal anymore. husk would refill his drink periodically as he played on his phone, clean up the bar, and practice card tricks when he wasn't looking. it became routine, and occasionally conversation would find its way into it. husk never complained either way.

it was one of those pauses in between refilling his drink and checking the bottles, that husk began to absentmindedly shuffle through a deck like it was nothing. which it was nothing, for the most part. he'd been doing this since he was a kid, which was god knows how long ago now.

that was when husk had caught angel's eye. he let the deck fall back into place in his hand, his ears twitched, and his head tilted. there was a prick of embarrassment at being caught, but there was the opening of embarrassing angel for catching him staring.

            ❝ t'fuck you starin' at, legs ? your glass is full, ain't it ? ❞ husk feigned anger, making it clear it didn't truly mean it by the smirk he wore.

[lethalityandlustmoved]

🐹

“Awh, come on! Not even a little bit? Not even the tiniest ounce of intimidation? Not even an atom of it? You wound me, spider. You wound me.”

[voxxcd]

"Well, you didn't do bad but you don't really work for me, do you?"

[radiovour]

@femmina-eroe called in! ♮ prompt ➠ “Why are you still here? Why are you here at all?”

―♮♫˟~ “Our dear Princess and I have made a deal, have we not?” First question, answered, with a short and precise answer at that.

The second question, however, required a lot more thought.

“I'm here for my own entertainment, Angel. Those several years I've been absent were a bore. Truthfully, if I hadn't stumbled across Charlie's little television broadcast mishap, I might not have even bothered to make my return!” One hand waved his mic stand in the air, its microphone twirling small circles near his head. “The concept of attempting to rehabilitate wayward souls like yourself? H̸̰̎Ạ̵͗! I simply had to watch the failure unfold in person!”

His stand dropped to the floor, hands rested on the mic as if he's made his point. “...Have I not yet been clear on that?”

[voxxisms]

@femmina-eroe whispered a line ;; criminal sentences ( accepting! ) "You frighten me. You always have. Part of your charm, I suppose."

VOX COULD not help the smile that spread over his display at the slight confession from the other. it was always good to hear that he inspired fear in some people, still. he focused so heavily on his impressions left on other people, but these days, his reputation tended to land him in a more pleasant light than necessarily fearful. it worked out for him, it was good for business, certainly, but he still had a significant amount of power. power he liked to throw around, when he could. && having angel of all people frightened?

all the better, even if it was considered something charming.

❝ very, very good to know, angel. probably best to keep it that way, hm? i would hate to have to remind you. ❞

he would, in fact, not hate that. but alas, it was not something he could do wantonly. yet, he was sure there was some reason that the sinner before him was approaching.

❝ other than that lovely little confession, was there something i could do for you? ❞

[moxxee]

@femmina-eroe continued from X

Moxxie closed his eyes and rubbed at his temples, attempting to soothe his pounding headache. He'd always been a lightweight and the hangover made him feel like shit. How did he let himself get carried away?

"Did we…?" Mox sighed before he finished the sentence. Millie wouldn't kill him for sleeping with another due to their agreed open relationship. But she would kill him for not calling ahead and letting her know he wasn't coming home last night. She must be worried sick about him. "Did anything happen last night between us?" It bothered him that he couldn't remember and it wasn't like him to jump in bed with someone he barely knew.

[stagred]

　@femmina-eroe CALLED IN : ❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

　DARKER VIBES! ACCEPTING!

　" You know, just because you ask for it, doesn't mean it's going to happen! And that never will! "

[diresang]

❦ 👉👈

send a ❦ if you’d consider shipping our muses.

I CANNOT OFFER UP HUSK UNFORTUNATELY (he has too many bitches)... but i do have valentino. and even a blitz, for the crack-shipping

[lethalityandlustmoved]

“ Please don't leave me. ”

“Not gonna— fuck, I’m not gonna leave you. Not like this, not like— how did you even get this hurt? I—” He’s breathing a bit too heavily, and there’s blood all over his hands. He’s trying to put pressure on the wound, but it’s everywhere, it’s everywhere. And he’s trying to stay in the moment, trying to stay calm, but his mind is trying equally as hard to pull him back to Then.

It doesn’t occur to him that Angel’s a Sinner, that even if he dies, he’ll come back good as new in a bit. He’s not thinking straight, he’s not fully there, but he’s doing his best. “Okay, okay— can you see straight? Can you move? Rate the pain, rate the— Satan, I gotta get you to a hospital, are there even any hospitals in Pride?”

[voxxcd]

[ LAP ] (cough cough)

                  🐝  *  ―  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆.

"Get off or I'll push you off,"

[requiemofaclown]

[ butterfly ] a light fluttering of eyelashes against the partner's skin

(because i love crack ships okay—)

"Pfft, Hey! That tickles!" The Jester barks out little laughs, attempting to push the tall Sinner away from his face.

[undaignis]

⋆ “either go to bed and get some rest willingly, or i will drag your ass down the hall kicking and screaming. you know i’ll have no problem with either option.”

" who the fuck asked you ? "

the ghoul is annoyed already. he doesn't remember asking for the other's damned opinion on whether or not he needed to sleep. least of all whether or not he needed to be bodily put to bed or not.

@femmina-eroe “i’ll keep you safe” prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱

[lady-scorpion-and-friends]

femmina-eroe started to following you

Lily looked as she enters the hotel as soon as she heard saw the place, she heard about the place on TV and she wondered what with all about, she worked as an illusionist but things were terrible for her lately.

She had red skin color like an imp, green eyes but her long and white hair covered her left eye and was tall then a regular imp with tiny black horns on top of her head also she had four arms as she could do multiple tricks on stage.

She had a Victorian styled illusionist outfit in green color that got ripped in one of her sleeves due the sudden aggression she got into on the street but nothing serious.

"Hello? I someone here?" she asked as she enters.

@femmina-eroe