#mu5e

[videoaux-a]

omg didn’t know it was kiss the tv day 🤭🤭 (pls don’t tell bill they’re a lil shit)

Thank GOD it isn't!

FUCKING BLASTS BILL ACROSS THE PRIDE RING

[zestials]

pre - established relationship meme / not accepting.

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship, italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t .

@mu5e sent ── ♡

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other .

[amnemonic-canid]

-> 5eparated from anything to really draw with but i wanted to draw meowbea5t5 >ω<!! <-- -> expect 5ome more Σ:3c <--

[an7el]

a tranquil veil of unordinary serenity descends upon the voxtek headquarters this time of night; all filming has concluded and cameras have been turned off, screens have flickered to black and cellphones have ceased to chatter & sing songs of something, anything, remotely relevant. the staff ( the majority, at the very least ) have long receeded to their rooms or offices or homes; frankly, angel dust has not the slightest idea of where ( or how ) the crew behind the cameras, the sinners liable for the smooth & stable performance of the technicalities of voxtek's operation spend their afterhours. angel dust passes through the warped & ludicrously pristine corridors of voxtek enterprises with a rush to his stride, vinyl bodysuit still clinging to white-furred physique from hours spent on set, manicured fingertips typing haphazardly an apologetic message to the blonde-haired, doll-faced founder of the hotel, explaining his absence through vague clarifications & unnecessary emoticons. abruptly, a collision of his frame into another, alike a wall in the midst of his path, that knocks the cellphone out of lithe hands and sends the sinner stumbling backwards by a step, two. roseate gaze shoots upwards, brows knit together in startled scorn; albeit, it is the sight of familiar, monocular features, upon which a toothy simper stretches across angel dust's facade: " dreamy ! whacha' doin' here this late ? recordin' ya' lil' .. guitar solos, hmm ? " his words bear within them a purr, a velvety thrum, as snowy hands adjust the stifling corset top the svelte frame has been squeezed into. " yanno, ya' gotta' play for me sometime, no ? stringin' ya' lil' guitar .. y'must be good with y'fingers .. " ..

@mu5e says, you have no idea what you're doing to me.

a shrewd merriment thaws across angel dust's features upon the dream demon's unheralded confession, spilled into silence a precious insight into the demon's psyche to which the spider now clings; it is naught new nor startling, to have the blame for immoral feelings and lascivious thoughts stapled upon him by men and women and any unliving sinner alike, to have such an admittance of truth uttered out like a deplorable confession to a priest. thus, head cocks to a side and a snide simper tugs on the corners of angel dust's gleamy lips, a brow arched & topmost arms folded across one another atop his chest. what is he, if not desired ? if not lusted after & chased ?

" oh, y'think so, dreamy ? " click-click-click, heeled boots sing a surefooted, languid melody against the polished floor, as the spider gradually invades the overlord's presence. " y'think i can't see ya' .. lookin' ? " hushed tone sinks into a silken purr, susurrations like ribbons of silk trickling from the spider's curved mouth as a hand lifts & a pointed fingertips traces unhurriedly, evenly down the midst of the overlord's clothed chest, lithe frame gliding closer to his, " y'should come by the set sometime, yanno' .. lotsa' things you could see there. " kittenish suggestions, tantalizing, a razor-toothed grin splitting the sinner's countenance.

[twocandles]

wow, I can’t access my own ‘my st*ff’ tag on my own blog

what the f*ck

‘my 3dits’, ‘my g!fs’ and ‘my mu5ings’ isn’t working either

just fcking burn this place to the ground

if this isn’t working anymore how is anyone supposed to find anything

wow i want to quit this sh*thole

[aprilclarkjhg-blog]

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[an7el]

@mu5e asks, porno ? that is a genre. that doesn't tell a story.

" no, sure. " a breathy susurration, purred out through a syrupy smile stretched across buttery features, chin propped against the base of his palm as angel dust observes the dream demon. no stranger is he to such arguments, conclusions ( accusations, even ! ); rather, the spider discovers himself intimately acquainted with the critique and dismissal towards his field of profession, familiar with the disfavour of the general public ( astonishingly enough, even in the fiery pits of hell, there sits a grimy stain atop the industry of adult entertainment ). he is either loathed or desired, envied or lusted after; the renowned angel dust of voxtek, the sacred jewel of valentino, ablated into naught, but a tool in front of a camera, a product, a contract.

" whaddya' think it does then, huh ? " a spare hand lifts, pointed fingertip smoothing languidly 'round the rim of the wine glass that sits before him atop the barlet, a toothy grin splitting the gloss-coated lips: " ain't it a story, when a naughty, naughty maid bends oh-so-provocatively in front of a big, horny businessman and he simply has to punish her for wearin' sucha' skimpy lil' dress, hmm ? " the fervent emphasis bestowed upon his words is conveyed through pouted lips and theatrical expressions, " plenty story in porno, sugarplum. " a wink accompanies his snide remark, joyful and salacious.

[an7el]

AN7EL PRESENTS A HIGHLY SELECTIVE & PRIVATE WRITING BLOG FOR ANGEL DUST OF THE TV SERIES HAZBIN HOTEL , DELIVERED TO THE SCREEN BY VIVZIEPOP ⸻ ALBEIT ENTIRELY UNAFFILIATED WITH HER OR THE CHARACTER'S ORIGINAL SOURCE .ᐟ AS RECITED THROUGH LOVE & POISE BY AMOR , TWENTY ONE , HE/HIM . IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF TWENTY ONE, I ASK YOU NOT TO INTERACT . AFFILIATED WITH @CUPISCO ( EXCLUSIVE WITH CHARLIE ) / @666IMP, @MU5E & @PRNKILL .

    ᴵ̲，CARRD ,      ᴵ̲ᴵ̲，PINTEREST ,     ᴵ̲ᴵ̲ᴵ̲，STARTERS .

   ANGEL DUST'S STORY IS THAT OF IMMENSE TRAGEDY AND ABUSE. THUS, A PLETHORA OF TRIGGERING AND MATURE SUBJECTS SHALL BE HANDLED ON THIS BLOG. I ASK YOU TO PROCEED WITH CAUTION. ON THIS BLOG & CARRD, YOU WILL COME ACROSS THE FOLLOWING THEMES: PSYCHOLOGICAL & PHYSICAL ABUSE, USAGE OF NARCOTICS & ALCOHOL, SEXUAL & PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA, SEX WORK ( INCLUDING PROSTITUTION, SEX TRAFFICKING, STRIPTEASE ), NSFW THEMES, ADDICTION TO NARCOTICS & ALCOHOL, MENTIONS OF DUBCON. IF YOU FIND ANY OF THESE TRIGGERING/HARMFUL, I UNDERSTAND COMPLETELY & I ASK YOU NOT TO INTERACT. IT IS NOT MY INTENTION TO ROMANTICIZE OR FETISHIZE THESE TOPICS IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM, BUT TO RATHER EXPLORE THE COMPLEX NUANCES OF THE CHARACTER AND HOW THEY AFFECT HIM AS A PERSON.