#hellmxses

[theundeadgospel]

[ Cont. ]

“ Fuck me for caring about you, am I right? “

With a defensive roll of her eyes, Beth continued to bandage up the wound before reaching into her bag, pulling out a skin pouch of a rather sweet scented lotion. The medicinal herbs were then gently massaging into his wound — large hands surprisingly docile for someone of her stature.

“ This may sting a bit, but all will be well eventually…how are you feeling as of now? Do you need me to fetch you some water? “

@hellmxses

[gamblins]

starter for @hellmxses for velvette

feline usually never goes up to velvets floor but today val needed a new outfit to be made for the feline. it was another day at the porn studio that val needed a specific outfit for the script that was beyond terrible but husk wasnt going to argue with valentino.

once the elevator door open, husk pushed himself off of the wall. walking toward the main room. the cat demon already didnt want to be here, " velvette, im here for my measurements or what not i dont know what the lovely val told you ."

[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.

[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 ! )

[voxtek-time]

@hellmxses it's time for Baking with the Vees!

"Velvette, I have a serious question for you." Serious is a word that doesn't quite fit Vox's tone or his expression, so genuine might be better. Not as funny though, and the television demon is highly amused as he holds up the subject of his question to show her.

Which is what he's trying not to laugh about - it's a cookie cutter that's meant to be a santa hat, but it's gotten just a little bit squashed, warping the shape slightly.

"How easily do you think we could make this look like Val?"

[voxnetwork]

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"Velvette, Mi Querida. What have I said about borrowing my girls." Valentino called out as he entered her studio, seeing two of his girls modelling some new designs that the youngest Vee had created.

"Unless you plan on paying for their time, they have to get back to work." The strain on his words were more sent to the girls, his red eyes flicking over to them; narrowing slightly as a way of silently telling them to get to the club and it didn't take long for them to scutter off not wanting to anger their temperamental boss.

[mothvalentino]

@hellmxses

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

[calamitism]

@hellmxses: ( cont. from here )

"Right! And now you're looking like your puppy's been kicked."

Her expression is quite flat as she steps past Vox to stand between him and the doorway. "Ha ha. Sorry, 'daddy,' you ain't in control of my bed time," Velvette rolls her eyes and then steps forward to give him a little push, urging him backwards and towards the elevator again.

"Lighten up, Vee! You got a victory tonight! I would've thought you'd be thrilled to see Alastor pummeled into the rubble!" She reminds him, managing a little grin to try and further encourage him.

"Don't think you're gonna end the night without celebrating. Let's have a drink! Let's chat! Don't turn into a tired old man on me now, dammit!"

[spidrboots]

@hellmxses . || xxx.

when angel disturbs from slumber -- one that was deep & dreamless, his body finally shutting down after an arduous day at work -- it is with a groan from his lips & eyes squinting daggers as hell's early morning sun shines into the bedroom through parted curtains. it takes him several moments to gather his bearings & reassess where he was. the bed he had found himself in was larger than the one he was used to at the hotel ; more plush, even, & with a severe lack of a small pet pig at his feet.

his recognition of not only the bed, but the room & even the familiar arms wrapped around him, come to him then. he is surprised to also realize that he was still clothed, albeit it in panties & one of valentino's shirts. as he buries his face deeper into the pillow that was too damn soft, he recalls the night before. his lengthy shoot, far too many hours with far too many men, followed by dinner with valentino that was surprisingly ( almost scarily ) without incident. they had fallen asleep in each others arms like it was second nature. something about that thought dropped angel's stomach, & he couldn't -- perhaps wouldn't -- place why.

he shudders at val's touch, fingers somehow feeling impossibly delicate, like angel could break at any moment, trailing his spine. despite himself, the spider leans into it. & as val sweet talks him with promises of never having to do another shoot like last night, with honey on the tip of his tongue & words smoother than a song, angel can almost believe him. angel wants to believe him.

with a small grunt, he turns himself onto his other side so they can be face to face. it continued to astonish angel how innocuous valentino can seem in the light of morning, sunglasses discarded & gaze drowsy. the ache between his legs that spreads across his lower back makes him wince, & he distantly wonders if val has something for the pain, even if he knows the answer.

❝ yer really proud'a me ? ❞ he feels stupid even as he asks it, but his desperate need for validation outweighs the apprehension. ❝ i did my best, but i'unno how much more of those i have in me, val. gotta say, i'm kinda feelin' like shit today. ❞ one of his hands finds valentino's cheek, offering nothing but a hairs breadth of touch against the others skin.

❝ you promise ? ❞

[isforever]

immediately a hand raises to shield his eyes, a dry laugh. " th'fuck val? is this a new kink or somethin'?" fuck, he hopes not. / @hellmxses

[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.

[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.❞

[theundeadgospel]

anywhore rough sketch of @hellmxses and I’s medieval AU w adam and beth

holy divine being, herald of the living and unholy necrotic being, herald of the undead UGHGHGHG

[waywardsculs-a2]

@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 ... "