#gamblins

[erobret]

@gamblins

❝ OW OWWWW ! ❞ DOORS FLUNG OPEN with her howl . she blinked , falling quiet as she looked around . what the hells ? where was he ? wings buzzed as she made her way deeper into the hotel . hues landed on a delicious human souled citizen .

❝ hey there kitty cat ! have you seen luci anywhere ? ❞ she'd come to visit pride himself . been a while . she owed him a hearty meal .

[spidersins]

blood rose masquerade ball

a commissioned piece by the incredibly talented @vvo1d1ing of angel & husk ( @gamblins ) attending the masquerade ball held by @cannibalxroses in their matching black and gold attire.

[radioaf-a]

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@gamblins sent in: “Hold still, I have to bandage this up.”

Injured animals are never easy to treat especially when they don't want your help in the first place!!

"Oh please Husker I've had far worse than a little cut." There was a roll of his eyes because the cat needn't worry so much. In a few hours it would heal itself and be a thing of the past like all his other scars. "There is no need to get your whiskers in a twist or waste bandages so needlessly."

[thecajungator]

The Tarot Overlord meets The Gambling Overlord (closed starter for gamblins)

@gamblins

The crimson sky of Pride was an eternal reminder to Nicodeme that he was bound to Hell. Though with places like the building he was looking at, he supposed he didn't much care. This glamourous casino was enticing to the Overlord, who stood outside shuffling his deck of tarot cards. He tucked them in the pocket of his faded grey pants, adjusting the red bandana around his neck in place of a tie over his cream colored dress shirt. His white fur had silver at the ends of his paws, tail, and the top of his head like hair. He stepped to the front of the line without a word. The security there knew who the Overlord was.

Nico hadn't been in Hell for very long, but he'd risen to the rank of Overlord quickly. It seemed the average person found him and his mysticism enchanting. He'd a whole group of them who worshipped him like a demigod, handing him their souls. He called them his Congregation.

Humming to himself, he stepped to the bar, knowing full well that people in the casino were sure to tell the owner, the Gambling Overlord, that a fellow Overlord was here. Nico ordered a michelada, asking for it to be extra spicy. Drink in hand, he started to explore the casino, knowing full well he was being watched.

[brokendreamscreation]

"Now it's too late to run." - @gamblins

Gulping, the seraph looked to the familiar feline avian. Lucid is not in his incubus disguise this time, caught in the open. He could make a fly for it, but even then it would be futile. Shakily the angel raises his hands in surrender, the halo above his head ringing high pitched, barely audible to the ear. “I-I know…”

[neverburied]

❛   i remember you. ❜ a delighted little smile curves the prince's lips as he leans chin into palm , elbow perched on the bar between them. his head quirks to the side as he eyes @gamblins. ❛   you were one of those cute little overlords , weren't you ? ❜ he's so disconnected from the sinners of hell , but he still knows of the power dynamics at the very least ! they didn't measure up to the goetia in any capacity , but they mingled. ❛   fascinating. &* now you're here ! this does seem so much more fun than dealing in souls &* deals. ❜ &* he means that !

[lustsang-a]

xlv. Send 🍑 to grab my muse's ass ( ic : @gamblins )

Verosika smiles feeling Husk's hand on her ass, looking down towards the other she chuckled. ' I think your hand wondered abit there darling, something on your mind?

[cherribxmbs]

" look , whiskers , you ' re cute an ' all but , if you ' re gonna ' fuck with angie , i ' m gonna ' need to see some real commitment out of ya , kay ? " lips press into a thin line , arms fold over her chest and her eyebrow arches , activating protective best friend mode .

@gamblins

[lcftcult]

@gamblins || x

"Dawwww, c'mon Husky. You know it's true." Black Star says playfully, sporting a cheeky grin that helped accentuate her cheeks. She pokes both of her cheeks with two fingers each, then hums while leaning over the bar top. "Besides, I-I've seen you two doing couple-y things together so it's clear you guys a-are a thing."

[zestials]

" i needn't remind thee of the peril. " spoken as a warning but void of the threat that often twined with the words. zestial's seated across from his fellow overlord , cards fanned out in a clawed hand. he wouldn't indulge his gambling habits , far too calculating to chance being bested by conditions outside of his control --- so he'd implored him to play a different game. the prize ? loser bought the next round of drinks. when asked for threes , a sharp tug of lips is the only tell he gives in the low light of the hall. zestial had all but cleared the other players with his very presence. lime green eyes rise to lock onto his companion , " go fish , @gamblins . "

[jizzlords]

@houseofasmodeus said: 👀 @gluttonybound said: I wish to see the whole thing @gamblins said: Barking

i am So shy rn oooooo feels like

[impulsivemuses]

@gamblins

While it wasn't too often that she came to Pride, what she did make it up for was the fun people and the fun bars she tended to hop now and then. Guess that's the only thing worthwhile OF coming to Pride. The only reason she even came here is the rumors of this hotel that supposedly redeems people. She had to see it for herself. This hotel is a newer addition to Hell from her understanding. She's seen it herself of the 'good' in mortals, but to see it in IMMORTALS, much less sinners? Now THIS she had to see.

Problem was... Pride is where the big shot is... King of Hell and all. And Mary? Let's just say she breaks a LOT of rules compared to most sinners or Hellborn. Namely, she's the only few Sinners who could ACTUALLY go back to Earth where she resides and 'fuels' herself. She's after all part succubus essentially. Her abilities relied on her immortality by feasting on Men's desires. After she cut her ties to Hell, well... she had to make up for it somewhere.

The bar here seemed to be a good place to start. Mary's demeanor confident and yet, curious. Her black eyes scan the surroundings of this place. Her hands reach into her bra and pull out a pack of cigarettes to smoke. Her eyes narrow at the bartender. Smirk. He's a cute one. Her stride towards the bar was with intention.

"Hm, and they said this place wouldn't have such an adorable person tending to others needs~." Her grin widened. "You have scotch? My favorite go to."

[hazbinned]

{ Plotted starter for @gamblins - Roo Contract Verse }

It was dark inside the hotel— the lobby was entirely shrouded in ghoulish shadows, save for whatever reddish light was seeping in from the nighttime landscape beyond. Charlie was known for keeping most of the lights inside the building on no matter the time, even when it was so late that everyone was sleeping (as was customary for a hotel), but she must have turned them off tonight.

Good, thought Alastor.

Nobody would be able to see him.

He shuffled inside and shut the door as quietly as he could, breathing rough and labored. He'd considered going somewhere more private, like his radio tower or his home off-property... but he couldn't teleport right now. His home was too far away, and he didn't have the energy to climb all the way up to his tower on foot.

The hotel was his only option.

Alastor stood for a moment, back pressed against the door while his shaking hands drifted upwards to roam through his knotted mess of hair. He looked terrible. His clothes were all disheveled, and scattered across them were the gradient stains of blood. His blood. He wanted to slide lower and lower, hit the floor, and disconnect from everything. He wanted to scream.

And yet Alastor lingered still, claws poking at his skull.

She had punished him tonight. He didn't even know why. Sometimes, it felt like the only reason she took so much interest in hurting him was because she found it fun to remind him who was really in charge. She got a thrill out of seeing a figure like the great Radio Demon brought to his knees, no longer formidable and imposing but reduced to... something. Something small. Something weak.

Something afraid.

Her thing. His Overlord.

No one could ever know.

Alastor gathered his wits about himself enough to shift most of his weight onto his microphone and stumble further in. He passed the couch, that terrible CRTV, and the bar, where something was moving about.

Husk.

Husk was still up?!

Alastor nearly screeched, but didn't. He even stopped himself from falling.

He had to act normal. Nothing was amiss. He was jolly, jovial. Fine.

Just how good was Husk's night vision?

"HHHHHHusker, my man!" Alastor wheezed, grin like a choppy sea. Better approach him first to seal the deal! "Doing a late-night dusting-down of the bar, are we?"

He swayed and a little trickle of scarlet slid from his teeth.

"You'll have to excuse my untimely entrance-- the last thing I would want is to startle you! I was just finishing up a few last-minute errands, you see; nothing out of the ordinary..."

[hellsgreatestshow]

There was this sense of contentment as he wandered the halls of the hotel. He could help the pride he felt for his daughter. She had grown so much. He could see her in every detail of- A low squawk came from the king as he was snapped out of his pleasant day dream. He could see that radio demon's taste all over the walls! He was so tacky.

He stormed down to the lobby ready to give him a piece of his mind or a good ass kicking! He wasn't entirely sure.

He paced around for a moment before finally taking a seat at the bar. He slumped over dropping his forehead face first onto the counter with a thud.

After a moment he rolled his head to the side to looked up at the cat. "Got any apple juice?"

@gamblins

[brokendreamscreation]

“You’re coming with me” >:) @gamblins

Send “You’re coming with me” to pick my muse up and carry them away

“Ah!” The imp is suddenly plucked up by the winged-feline Sinner, large blue eyes rapidly blinking with shock. “O-okay? Why? I intended on going in that direction, you know. Must you carry me? I have my own two feet despite the lack of wings.” With this Lucid clicks his small bare hooves together, long spade tipped tail whipping side to side as he pouts.

[usagoos]

alright lets start this ! i want to have more intreactions i have finally made a small little intrest thingy ! ! for vassago and my husk blog ! lets have fun and write !!!!! very excited to start !!!

Intrest check!