#vailour

[thekavseklabs]

Starter for @vailour

The siren song is not an audible thing, not to humans, not technically, but it is tangible. Signals which cannot be consciously heard, and yet influence regardless, alternating sounds in areas leading to subconscious unease, a desire to take another route, leading to a curiosity. Sounds are the least of it, for they are simply placed to weed out the easiest prey, the skittish, the sensitive, the curious, the ones who will allow themselves to be herded into darkened alleyways and abandoned places. Clues are left, alluring ones, concerning ones, leading or driving the victims towards those forbidden places where something pale and sickly dwells with sharp teeth ready to receive, an angler fish, the light at the deep that comes with a price.

Whether by design or by coincidence, fresh prey has made it's way to that rusted doorway, brought perhaps by the soft sound of a feral animal in distress, or the faint flicker of something unfamiliar and curious. The siren song is no longer mere mechanical droning, but something more, something that knows what it lures, and pulls at their soul. Dauntless, it knew, curious, it knew, soft. It beckons.

[grimmssnarl]

@vailour​: // I have never seen gmax grimmsnarl, I looked it up, and whY IS IT SO LONG. PUT IT BACK.

DONT BE FUCKING RUDE,

[morttodea]

@vailour​​ count X Well the day has proved very worth it! So they were a veterinarian in this calm part of town? They wouldn’t guessed that for a person lurking around the deep dark web, though they suppose certain things aren’t what they seem on the surface.~  And really, most of Bor’s favorite treasure lies beneath many levels than the ready visible ones.~ But one of their questions did made them wonder... Why don’t they ever bargain for anyone's soul, even if they don’t eat it they always can use it in their flesh constructs or ones who need a donation. They know a demon would go ham over a soul like theirs, but... Maybe this human is better whole than in two parts.

And maybe it’s not worth giving it to other demons... Hm.. A gentle pull of their hair flick again before poofing right in front of the doctor’s face. Wine glass of... Something crimson in their hand, swirling it around in delight.~ A little hat tip to greet them, “Hey there sweets!~ Don’t mind if I pop in for a while, hm?“

They dipped their beak in the glass for a moment before piping up again, “And don’t worry, I didn’t put a curse on ya. Curses are a lot more serious than usual hexes and jinxes~”

[flock-keeper]

@vailour | continued from here

“Sounds good,” Fearghas exclaimed. He was intrigued by the topic of the documentary, and wondered what Pokemon would be featured in it. “I never watched that one before, I bet that will be really interestin’ tae watch! As ye know, I love learning new things. Hopefully there will be a wide variety of Pokemon bein’ shown in there. Should I make some snacks tae?”

[flockfell]

@vailour​​​​​ liked for a ONELINER STARTER

    “&– -   I’ve walked through forests with ugly spirits, and I’ve walked through cities with lovely ghosts- that’s to say, I don’t TRUST anyone or anythin’ from word of mouth or early meetin’s. Ain’t nothin’ personal.”

[a-tesseractis]

@vailour . cont.

     Normally that would be the case, dear doctor, yet the choice to scoop up what was clearly roadkill was an unfortunate one [or fortunate, if they’d enjoy some novel surgery fun]. Where interest arose in the vet’s heart for the peculiarities, joy arose in the god’s chest - maggot-growth rotting hearts included. An unfortunate lesson, as god did not create all of his beings in equal measure.

     Sometimes, they got greedy.

     The anesthetics would do nothing, but he was a great pretender, glassy dead eyes kept vacant, tongue lolled and lungs kept understandably weak - but that could only last so long. He could be grateful, really, for this free cleaning; rocks and debris scooped from internal cavities, bugs, and all sorts of manner of pests [pets, if you were polite enough to ask] picked clean while the usual number of organs were pushed back in place.

     Of course, there were not the usual number of organs. The usual types were all there, of course, but did he really need four lungs, seven stomachs, an extra small intestine, and twelve hearts of all shapes and sizes crammed in there, among other things? The free-floating eyes, teeth, bones - double-layered ribcage too. If it weren’t for the connected linings all wrapped around each piece and clear evidence they belonged in there, it would’ve been easy to say this was just some very strange ritual piece Vail had vandalized.

     Take your notes! Photographs! Whatever you needed in your pursuit of knowledge - Cand would eat it all up in glee, for there was nothing that could quite equal being the center of attention for being a freak.

[demonic-bordello]

It’s sometime in the future, when these two have become more than just acquaintances. Vail is hanging around Barbor’s office; the demon’s attention focused on seemingly important work. Oh, but is it important enough to keep themself from completely and totally distracted?

Only one way to find out, the human muses; and they’re feeling rather bold today — no hesitation in cramming themself under Barbor’s desk through the side, head coming between the demon’s parted legs to rest upon their lap, eyes tipped up towards their face with a half-lidded, mischievous grin paired with a sultry voice.

“Boss~?”

Important enough for them to offer them a gentle crow upon the vet's arrival. Busy signing off on contracts their underlings may have made, double checking everything is in order so neither party would be swindled or tricked from loopholes. Bor's antennae raised and perked towards Vail, even if they didn't have the demon's full attention, they were always ready to address the human when prompted. It's only fair to let their sweets see what they do on the day-to-day.~

They weren't expecting them to be this bold and crawl under their desk to sit and rest their head on their lap. Bor's pen stopped scribbling and they met their lustful gaze, oh fuck is this really happening? Their head cocking to the side so curiously about this human's next move. And then Vail said it, "Boss~?" Ah, It's happening.~

They placed the pen down and flicked their hand to lock the door, that one free hand resting on that lovely head of hair.~ "Hello my kindly doctor.~ Lookin to have some 'lunch' with the Don personally, ey?~"

[aiirn]

“You forgot the best part — when they call you a good boy while you’re blowing them!”

     “ That may be so, but it’s better when I call them a                 good boy during and they whimper. ”

[revunant]

😘 on the cheek for Jean~

kissies? for he?

It's his own fault for letting them get that close without raising his guard, really. Vail's lips make contact with his cheek and he straightens back up out of reach reflexively, but - miracle of miracles - at least doesn't strike out in his panic.

He does, however, stare down at them in silence; confused, searching, trying to locate any sign of a threat.

[thekavseklabs]

🥚

Vynathr picks up the egg, hums. Then he pops it into his mouth, and swallows it whole.

[grimmssnarl]

@vailour​ x:

   Like a hammer swung, fear punches their body as soon as the rope squeezes around their neck; eyes pried wide open, mouth agape with a choked gag escaping their throat, and frantic hands scrambling to tear the mysterious noose off.

   But it’s gone.

“… Huh?”

   With a slow, confused blink, their hands rub around their now free neck. Was that a hallucination brought on by lack of sleep, or a Pokémon pranking them? They knew the Ghosts and Fairies loved to mess with people, but if it’s a Pokémon, then…

   Which one is it?

   Curiously, they peer up at where the strange cord had dropped from. If they squint long and hard enough, perhaps they’ll find something…

-- And when Vail looks up, for a split second their eyes will register the movement of a black shape falling into their vision. But it’s too late for them to move away or focus on it because, more pressing in that moment, they’d find themselves looking directly into a pair of piercing red eyes above them.

Mere inches from their face.

And connected to those eyes were daunting, massive teeth with fangs that jut to either side with a violent point at the end of them, buried into green skin spread across a terrible face that could make children cry.

It’s a Grimmsnarl; a massive one, at that. Scream or startle or back away as they might, Vali would find their eyes hopelessly ensnared in the fairy’s gaze so that they would have to muster all their will to look away. The edges of their vision would turn dark, and the longer they stared the more everything, save for the Grimmsnarl above them, would fade away into shadows in the background.

It was hanging upside-down from the tree above, using its powerful hair to do so. A similar image to those of bat Pokemon or, more fittingly, vampires from old children’s books.

Its skin spread across its face, eyes narrowing in cruel mirth.

“Boo.”

Its mouth didn’t move as the word was uttered, it sounded as if it were placed directly into Vail’s thoughts.

[flock-keeper]

❛  do you know what would look good on you ? me.  ❜

𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊  𝐔𝐏  𝐋𝐈��𝐄𝐒.

Fearghas blushed and smirked at Vail. He then replied to his partner, “Sounds great tae me Vail, also I think it would be pure quality if a part of me was inside ya as well…if ya know what I mean.”

[demonic-bordello]

😏 :)

“OHOHOHO~ Sweeeets, my darling that human.~” they hummed and chin handed at their desk, swirling some blood in a wine glass while they thought wistfully. Their beak clacked a couple of times, licking up the black drool that seeped between their fangs.  “I want to load em up with a bunch of aphrodisiac cum or my slick so they can be completely needy at my hand.  But I won’t let them ride me after, I’m gonna have them beg for me, their ‘boss’ to breed them. Make this lovely doctor watch as I toy with myself and make sure they keep their hands away from their own bits. Until neither of us can take it any more... And I pounce, and I pound... That... Honeypot... Raw...”

[aiirn]

🔥

     “ You look like Hello Kitty and Stay Puft Marshmellow Man had a baby. Weirdly cute in appearance, but would still hit you with an energy beam. ”

send 🔥 and airin has to admit if you’re attractive

[thekavseklabs]

@vailour

Gay as hell to have a lab partner. What are you experimenting with? Your sexuality?

[thekavseklabs]

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep your terrifying reputation in tact.”

Vynathr considers this, then scoffs softly, his claws carefully curling into Vail's hair.

"Those who would think that affection and indulgence make a weakness do not hold my respect in their opinions. I need no falsehoods to hold the fear of those who have something to be afraid of, and those who do not respect me will face me and see if their opinions remain."