#visage-of-hell

[radiomurdeer]

"Oops!"

@visage-of-hell continued from (X)

He may have underestimated the time it took most people to do things. Not everyone had his unique gifts and abilities. Some days he settled for a snap of the fingers to get the majority of the grime off and change his clothes and he was good to go. It wasn't quite as effective as a shower, but it'd do in a pinch. So when he'd stepped back out of the bathroom after freshening up himself, he hadn't been quite prepared for what he'd see.

And back in the bathroom he went, waiting and listening carefully for signs that she was fully dressed. For all his many sins, he considered himself a gentleman. It was the one facet of his personality that had not been too badly warped and twisted by Hell and his own nature. Something that had been drilled into him when young and he clung to still.

At her call he opened the door, face as neutral as it ever got. "Sorry to keep you waiting, my dear. I simply wanted to make sure you were dressed and ready yourself and didn't want to rush you! I assure you, you still have hot water."

[doublejango]

What is your affection language? Tagged by: @visage-of-hell Tagging: @hellcab COME SUFFER THIS FREAKILY ACCURATE QUIZ

a knife called grief

"You have left your house, you have left those people behind, but what are you going to do about the memories which have taken root in you? You can run but not without them. You want someone to sit with you on this cool marble floor while the sun burns everything. You want them to cut your rotten heart and theirs too. You want to sit with it in front of you, let them see you with all your flaws, which haven’t been your fault but you have been made to believe so, and you want them to love you anyways. Because you know you’d do that for them."

[hazbinned]

@visage-of-hell said:

If someone had told her a year ago that she was going to be playing a fancy game of dress-up at a big froo-froo masquerade ball, rubbing elbows with some of the most influential demons in Hell, Visage would have laughed right in that person's face. And yet ... here she was--dressed to the nines, surrounded by others in their finest attire, enjoying the music that filled the halls. Life was strange, like that. Making her way to the refreshment table, she did her best to avoid the more ... 'local' fare, nibbling a few hors d'oeuvres as she people-watched. This was the sort of night where just about anything could happen ... and the inexperienced Overlord was more than ready for it.

cont. from x.

Visage was blessed with a few precious moments of nibbling her snacks alone and in peace, and then raucous laughter erupted from the opposite side of the table, behind her!

"I wouldn't do that, if I were you! Looks like it's too LATE now, though... What a shame!"

Oh, that grating, 'I'm not taking this seriously, but you should' voice. Visage, if she was anywhere near as competent as she made herself out to be, would have recognized it in an instant— it belonged to none other than Valentino, her newish "business partner!"

The only reason the pimp had ever agreed to anything with her was to put even more money in his pockets. It was starting to get stale, though. He was beginning to hope that it would expire soon; he didn't exactly enjoy lending Angel to another Overlord, even if it was only every so often.

What better way to get payback than by ruining her night?

"Yeeeah," he said, "I put something in those. You should start feeling it in a few minutes. Sorry."

A lie, for what it was worth-- but nothing about his line delivery, or reputation, was pointing that way.

"Your mask looks cool, though! ¡Que estilo!"

[poisonedspider]

"Listen ... not gonna lie ... I've had a thought or two about conjurin' up the ol' blue rocket and dickin' you down nasty. Y'know. Respectfully, of course."

Smirks, laughing under his breath. "Babe, yeh' know, as long as ah' ain't th' one toppin', ah' got no problem bein' wit' chicks. It ain't like ah'm against pussy, considerin' my own junk."

[holyfurnace]

👀 + "I wanna see what else that bitchy lil' mouth is good for ... Hmm. Maybe get you bent over when you're already spent, sweaty and bloody after a good fight ... see if you still got enough spirit left in ya to keep me entertained..." (A Vizzy & Lute hatefuck fantasy? It's more likely than you think! XD)

send 👀 + a dirty thought and/or fantasy your muse has had about mine. let’s see how my muse responds.

Lute's face flushed gold in mostly anger, the angel sneering and trying to subtly smooth down some feathers that had puffed up at the suggestion. "Oh, please. Like you'd ever get me in that position, demon." She growled through gritted teeth, trying and failing miserably to force the idea out of her mind.

[sirserpentine]

@visage-of-hell answered: / Blood Ball

Drink in hand, the hellhound swiftly turned at the sound of a familiar voice. "Pennyyyyy! Well, damn, aren't you lookin' especially handsome tonight." With a coy wink, she paused to take a sip of her wine before giving the snake demon a broad smile. "I'll admit, these types of events aren't usually my scene, but ... I'm all about new experiences! And this has been surprisingly nice. Different, but nice! How 'bout you? I'm guessing stuff like this is probably a lot more familiar for you than it would be for me, given the time period ya came from."

"Now, Madame is too kind to me!" Pentious objected playfully. He had a swig of his own drink and nodded along to Visage's words, appreciating the hellhound's bravery. Perhaps quite literally waltzing into this hall must've been to her akin to the first time Pentious had ever slithered into a rave. Terrifying, but fascinating.

"That's nice to hear, dear. And you would be right about that," he said, giving an admiring glance around the splendour of their surroundings.

"I don't think I appreciated these things enough in life, at least from what I recall. I'm glad to be able to make up for the lost time. And speaking of which-"

He held out his clawed hand and bowed.

"May I have the next danccce, Madame?"

[fastestfingersinhell]

@visage-of-hell

Suddenly, Nico feels as if a powerful presence is following him... Nah.

[carlyraejepsans]

sleebover

[sirserpentine]

"Oh yes indeed! I waltzed and tangoed in life like a proper gentleman, and occasionally, with the influence of my lack of feet and some lovely friends I have at current, I am known to 'vogue' as well!" Pentious snickered, his voice quite loud and giddy at this point.

"Oh, Miss, is there something in your eye? I can get you a t-tish-tissue," he then said to Jynx, fangs protruding from the soft "o" shape of his mouth. Then moments later than expected, as usual, he realised the gesture given to him and almost spilled his drink onto the table. "Oh, right, we're winking again! I am winking too," he announced, doing as he said in a decidedly exaggerated fashion, winking at the feline as if his life depended on it. Damn, it was hard to wink under pressure. He was flustered. It was hot in here. Jynx was hot- NO!!

"EEEH, how about I take you ladies out for a spin right now? Why wait for Wednesday, who gives a sssshit about days of the week here, this is Hell, no day holier than the other, we'll be here for eternity! And my bum is well and entirely fallen asleep by now, enough sitting, I say!" he said, jumping up and offering a hand, one for each lovely lady he had the pleasure of spending his evening with.

Now this revelation had both women very intrigued. Visage's already impish grin widened to include a mouthful of fangs. "Waaaaait, whaaaaaat...? Penny dances? Oh, hell fuckin' yes!" Jynx seemed even more excited at the idea, leaning in closer in her seat in the snake's direction. "Now that I can't wait to see. I'm a sucker for a sinner with ... moves." Oh, there was no mistaking the flirtatious nature of that tone, but if there was any lingering doubt ... the playful wink she gave him after made the intent abundantly clear. This didn't go unnoticed by the Overlord, either, and she found it endearing. Chuckling to herself, she downed the remainder of her drink and set the empty glass down on the coffee table.

[crowhoonter]

The Moon Presence holds a special place in my heart in terms of souls games final bosses because of the sheer what the fuckness of it all. All of the other final bosses have some kind of build up; Dark Souls can't go one minute without mentioning Gwyn, Nashandra and Aldia are major figures in Ds2's lore, the Soul of Cinder, while never directly alluded to is another example of the converging of time and space in 3, Isshin plays a large part in Sekiro's story, and Radagon is a major lore character with Elden Beast being pretty easy to clock as a manifestation of the Greater Will.

Flora, the Moon Presence, though? She comes out of nowhere. There are maybe two lines alluding to her existence at all, those being the workshop umbilical cord and the lecture hall note. The closest you otherwise get is the references to the terrible hunter's dream, which doesn't immediately conjure the idea of her to mind.

Even better we don't even know what she really wants. Oh sure, there are plenty of theories and inferences we can make. Maybe she uses Hunters like hitmen to prevent infant great ones from threatening her, maybe she's keeping a natural order running, maybe she wants to spread the beast plague, maybe she wants to prevent mankind's evolution, maybe she just plain loves violence. In the end though, its all still maybes. Girly walks on in and her mere existence changes so much about the story, yet she refuses to elaborate on anything.

Another very interesting aspect is, and this is probably a somewhat baseless observation, we don't really know what she is. Everywhere else in the game, Great Ones have some line of text associating them with that status. Oedon, Baby Mergo, Kos, Amygdala, The Brain of Mensis, Ebrietas. All of them have text somewhere that directly refers to them with that moniker, but Flora? Nowhere will you find something calling her a great one. Hell, in the Japanese translation, she is called "Moon Demon." It is probably safe and the intended inference that she is a great one, but the thought she might not be does tickle me nonetheless.

Then there is her role in the story. The Great Ones are said to be sympathetic in spirit, and there definitely is a part of her that echoes that sentiment. The way she cradles the hunter is like that of a mother holding a child, yet she seems to be a lot more manipulative than the Great Ones we see in game. They typically cause suffering not by tricking or making deals, but by being unaware of how they affect the world with their actions. Getting picked up by Amygdalae seems like a curious child picking up a lizard, unaware that they are hurting it. Flora though, there does seem to be a certain level of maliciousness beyond accidental. Gehrman's pain and suffering is clear to see, yet she keeps him chained to the dream because of whatever bargain he made (presumably animating the Doll). She does the same to the hunter should you forgo the umbilical cords. She also doesn't seem to want a surrogate like other Great Ones, maybe settling for keeping humans as pets rather than having an actual child.

She really is one of the best Fromsoft final bosses because of the sheer strangeness and the wrench her presence throws into the game's story. We can get a concept of most of Bloodborne's story with a bit of interpretation and reading between the lines, but she will forever be an enigma. For what purpose did Laurence and Gehrman summon her? Why is she seemingly not worshiped unlike other Great Ones? Does she desire a surrogate or are humans pets good enough? We may never know, and that is wonderful.

Stay enigmatic queen, live your freak life

[radiomurdeer]

@visage-of-hell continued from (x)

The sound of rapidly changing channels rushed through the air, showing his own surprise. Oh! He really hadn't thought this of her. Things had been quite comfortable as it was, and it didn't occur to him to move things forward or add to it further. While the idea of kissing didn't quite appeal to him the way he understood it did most, he wasn't completely against the idea of it either. Who knew it could have teeth? No one had told him biting was an option, or he might have tried it earlier.

"Oho! Could you really?" his eyes were wide and bright, the way he got when he was coming up with a particularly wild idea, usually with a lot of destruction involved. Alastor tilted his head to mimic the action, pushing just shy of breaking skin. "Or maybe I'll eat you first?"

[revvethasmythh]

actually very obsessed with laudna like. i want to wield delilah as a weapon. i always admired noble ladies and wanted to be like them. delilah took my life so now i will use hers. i don't want to stop giving her power. i almost look exactly like her now, even

[ithinkdogshouldvote]

Sleepover

[poisonedspider]

"Yeh' think ah'm prettier than Val?" He hated to admit it, but he kind of thought so, too. Valentino had worked in the industry before deciding to step down from entertaining and step into the role of director, but from what Angel could tell, no one had exploded ratings like he had. Continuously.

Eyes flicking towards the opened cigarette carton, Angel plucked one out with dainty fingers, placing it between his own teeth and leaning in for a light, sitting back and blowing out smoke as he laughed, smile warm. "Honestly? Ah' think it'd be worth it, even if it fucked up th' deal."

In an instant, Visage threw her hands into the air. " Well, fuck him! And not in the fun way that he'd actually like." A hard scoff immediately left her as she fumbled with the contents of her jacket pocket a moment before producing a pack of smokes. "Th' fuck does he know, huh?! Probably just jealous that you're prettier than he is." Plucking one out with the points of her teeth, the she-wolf holds the rest of the opened pack out toward Angel invitingly. "If I wasn't stuck havin' to make nicey-nice with his ass to keep our 'deal' goin', these hands would be rated 'E' for 'Everyone', I swear."

[primegrim]

i love my dottir so much , look at HER ! ! !

[phasewashere]

i need to write vdm