#hellmxses

[mothvalentino]

@hellmxses

ཐིཋྀ "How about we take the day off and do something fun, Angie baby?"

[helluvasins]

hellmxses

vel vc: you're paying for my funeral bc i can't take this shit no mo re

✥✧∘* "Guess someone's not actually a size queen after all!"

[poisonedspider]

[ 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 ] My muse gently touches a bruise on your muse’s body./ from val... from @hellmxses

Angel Dust hated the way that he absolutely flinched away, even with the touch being so gentle. He hated that it showed how vulnerable he felt in those moments, or that it showed Valentino just how much his abuse affected him. In a way, Angel felt that it was just giving Valentino more ammo. More control. Angel, who could be so strong and fierce, was terrified of the moth some days. If Valentino kept him under a strong hand, Angel would never be defiant.

Well, that wasn't fully true. He had stood up to Valentino in the club to protect Niffty - the irony that Val had been in a club called Consent was not lost on him. Though as soon as a hand had been laid on him, he had decided to leave rather than fight more. However, that had been in a crowd of people - Valentino was an idiot, but he wouldn't dare to risk the reputation of the Vees by beating the crap out of Angel in public.

In private was different. Which was what was happening now. Valentino had gone on a fit of rage, and for whatever reason this time, had decided to take it out on his favorite toy. Angel had been curled up, pressed tightly against a wall, still clad in the outfit he was wearing for the shoot. Mascara streaked down his white fur. He was literally stuck in a corner, which was the only reason the pimp had been able to touch him at all.

He knew better than to bite back or tell Valentino to fuck off, quickly turning his face away. Not a black eye this time, he didn't think, but his cheek definitely felt swollen and bruised. So did his wrists, which Val had grabbed and yanked far too harshly. His cheek was where Val touched, Angel sniffing and refusing to make eye contact. For someone who talked so much, he refused to say a word.

[v0xtekk]

clawed fingers steeple , and a long breath is taken . screen flickers a little with irritation , then his eyes close . " i ' m sorry , " his eyes reopen , and it ' s obvious that there ' s an underlying hint of anger to his crimson gaze as he stared down at velvette . even more so when his screen glitches again , static crackling . " what do you mean val I S N O T C O M I N G ? ! " the idea was to put on a united front following the chaos of extermination day , for the vees to stand tall in the face of it all , for them to r u l e . ( @hellmxses liked for a starter ! )

[hazbinned]

♡ - velvette for both vox AND val. >:3

Thanks for teaching me modern slang ♡ - Vox @ Velvette 🎵

●●●●● | ATTRACTION (queerplatonic)

●●●●● | AFFECTION

●●●●● | INTEREST

●●●●● | LOYALTY

●●●●○ | TRUST

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

Let's go be toxic together! ♡ - Val @ Velvette 🎵

●●●●● | ATTRACTION (queerplatonic)

●●●●● | AFFECTION

●●●●● | INTEREST

●●●●● | LOYALTY

●●●●● | TRUST

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

[countlessrealities]

@hellmxses gets a short starter! ~ Vox & Velvette

It's been a week since the battle with Heaven and the dust still hasn't fully settled. Unsurprisingly so, Vox would say. Extermination Day has been cancelled, but for how long? Unknown. There's always the chance that Heaven might retaliate, a thought that understandably leaves everyone a little on the edge.

There's also the matter of Princess Morningstar and her Hotel, which Lucifer himself seems to have decided to sponsor. There are no answers to whether or not Redemption is possible, but the victory has spread a few, weak seeds of "what if...?" among the general mocking and skepticism.

Last but not least, he still hasn't figured out what Alastor is getting out of that ordeal and it's driving him crazy. The Radio Demon always drives him crazy, about everything, but never mind that.

The sound of the door of the meeting room opening snaps him back on the present and a second later Vox's screen is once again showing his usual smirk, all confidence and charm. No trace is left of his brooding expression.

"Velvette, my dear! Thank you for joining me with such a short notice," he greets in his best cordial tone. "Can I say that you look radiant this morning? Oh, it's just going to be the two of us, Val is busy."

He has made sure of that. He needs to discuss level-headed ideas and Valentino can't really contribute in that sense.

[checkingintohell-jc]

"You're a bit out of it tonight." / from velvette to valentino ,,, uvu ft. @hellmxses

Valentino wasn't just a bit off. He was very off. He was sitting in his room, the lights dim, and his TV was just a static screen. He glared at the television for the longest time before turning his eyes to Velvette.

"Have I ever told you how I died?"

He turned his eyes away to stare back at the screen. He didn't wait for her to answer before he continued, "One of my whores killed me. Shot me in the back with my own gun. It's ironic. I was no better than them before I took care of my own pimp."

He flicked his long fingers, his cigarette ashes falling to the floor, "It's my death day, and Vox isn't here. He said he'd be here."

[voxxisms]

@hellmxses  whispered a line  !! locked in a room  ( not currently accepting. ) "I never thought I'd say this, but I'm actually glad you're here with me." / from velvette.

         ❛  wow,  never?  thank you for that.  ❜

     vox rolled his eyes at her words,  though he was very quick to turn his attention back to trying to find a way out of this room.  it was the elevator,  to be exact,  one of the smaller ones,  since the main building's elevator was under maintenance.  but apparently,  there was a wider spread reason for the malfunctions,  because here they were,  in the secondary elevator,  stuck between floors with the doors locked.

he could access the systems,  get himself out,  but that would just leave velvette stranded,  which was not quite in the cards,  as far as he was concerned.

         ❛  if i lifted you,  do you believe you could get through there?  ❜    he pointed up at the ceiling,  gesturing to a small hatch.  the elevators were tall,  of course,  more so than many,  to accomodate the much taller of the vee's.  it did,  however,  put them at a slight disadvantage now.

[velvetwarfare]

“ What…the FUCK is she wearing. “

Betty clicked her tongue, watching one of his ‘stars’ walk by in the most GODS AWFUL, STRANGEST GIMP SUIT. Eyes then SHOOT DAGGERS at Val, taking a QUESTIONABLE puff on her cigar.

“ Can that bitch even BREATHE? People GET OFF to this? Suka, she looks like a TRASH BAG THAT HAD BEEN SUCTIONED TO SKIN.

Please tell me you are not into that. “

@hellmxses

[mothvalentino]

@hellmxses asked: dance. our muses attend a dance class, where they can learn a few new moves and share an intimate moment.

Flamenco and salsa were dance styles Val was familiar with but he hadn't tried tango in ages. He usually preferred more fast-paced steps but couldn't deny that he enjoyed the slightly slower pace and the way Vel's body pressed against his own as they turned together.

ཐིཋྀ "I'm glad we finally get to do this...", he murmured in the narrow space between them before spinning Velvette out of his arms, pulling her back with the hand that still held her own so she could hook her leg around his waist.

[helluvasins]

hellmxses

velvette's saving that one for evidence

No she ain't--

[wolfkcst]

Unprompted Asks -Always Accepting!! @hellmxses

The moment the tall sinner picked the wolf-kissed up, they immediately went for biting his arm with a low growl. This is their life - being picked up only to bite the person picking them up. ❝Put me down, Angel. This is your last warning.❞

[waywardsculs]

@hellmxses : angel ... provides ... choccy mil k... with whiskey...

Quietly, shakily, he took the drink from the Sinner before him, if only to simply hold onto the glass as if it were one of the only things keeping him grounded in that moment.

" S - Sorry to bother you ... "

[faithcorrupted]

@hellmxses liked for a starter

Valentino looked down at his star, his angelito and he looked so delicious laying there, ready and waiting for him. "You are gorgeous my Angelito, look at you so willing to please me."

He climbed on top of the bed and hovered over him, his top pair hands placed either side of him while the lower two ran down his body and within seconds his lips were on his.

[poisonedspider]

❝ -- I took a day off work... ❞ Valentino doesn't usually take days off, especially considering how the last time he did just so he could be within Angel's vicinity, Vox had screamed at him for hours, but Val doesn't care this time around - he hasn't been spending any time with his Angel. Humming lowly and wrapping an arm around his spider, he holds him firmly, closely.

❝ You have me for a whole day, baby.. Shall we go out? ❞

/ gives u this ... finally .... >:3

Angel had his face buried into his phone, scrolling through Voxtagram and seeing what was new and happening in the world. He hadn't really felt the need to respond when Valentino had mentioned having an entire day off, because it didn't really impact him. Other than the fact it meant that he was now free to not work, as Val didn't like to shoot porn under anyone's supervision other than his own.

Like the stereotypically bored high school girl, he was popping his gum haphazardly, before he blinked as he felt the arm around him. Felt how he got pulled tightly to the taller sinner, finally locking his phone and looking over towards his pimp. Part of him wanted to ask what was going on. Valentino typically didn't do something without getting something out of it. And that included this false kindness.

But at the mention of going out, he couldn't help the sparkle in his eyes. He had missed that. He had missed them. The old them, prior to...everything. His smile was actually genuine, lighting the spider up as he gave an enthusiastic nod, pressing himself against Valentino's side. "Sounds great, V." He figured that at least part of it had been because Angel had been spending so much time at the hotel, not with the moth. Maybe Val was trying to win him back. Never gonna happen.

"What do yeh' wanna do?" He hummed, his mind already whirring. Shopping sounded great - he loved when Val would take him out and help him buy an entire new wardrobe on his dime. Coffee and brunch sounded great. Driving around in the limo. And later, when night started to fall, he would love to go dancing. But he also wanted to hear what Valentino was wanting out of this day off.

[pcisin]

❛ i've been thinking about us a lot lately. ❜ / from val ?

🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 / 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

angel dust blinks, surprised to hear that “..what do ya mean..?”