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@visage-of-hell
Was Husk still anxious about publicly courting another Overlord? Absolutely.
Was he going to allow Alastor to bully him out of his first proper date in decades? Fuck. No.
Husk had agreed to meet Visage at the Cannibal Town gazebo before they entered the party together, using this time to steel the last of his nerves. He reminded himself that Alastor would have to be a new level of imbecilic to start an altercation in another Overlord’s territory, especially one with whom he was so close. He tried to forgive his paranoia, understanding that his trauma with the Radio Demon ran deep. It would take a lot more than Rosie’s presence to heal the damage dealt.
Leaning against the gazebo’s railing, Husk looked to the sky and prayed for a smooth night.
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angie-long-legs · 1 month
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@visage-of-hell 💙
"Pfft, this old thing?" Angel smirked, a remark in jest from the spider who just knew he was the belle of the ball. Especially now he was suitably lathered up to enhance that signature wicked confidence.
Truthfully, getting trashed at this classy affair was something of a tactical manoeuvre - not only was Angel feeling deeply out of place at such an upscale event, he had also been doubly miserable in the company of his date, who seemed to be causing nothing but havoc among the other guests. The moth demon had dragged Angel along as his arm candy for the evening and, after getting bored of showing the porn star off, had ditched him to inevitably make a fuss of another kind. Angel had, in turn, sought the company of the bar, drink after drink aiding him in the process of numbing the sordid evening into something tolerable.
And that something tolerable included Visage!
"This place is tits, Viz! Dontcha just feel like yer in a fairytale?" Maybe a Grimm's fairytale, what with the rather gorey appetite of the host. At least the alcohol had mellowed him to the point of appreciating his surroundings rather than finding them intimating.
Visage, however, looked... uncomfortable. Angel understood - they were both more accustomed to the strobes of the clubs than the tasteful chandeliers, the thrum of the driving bass rather than the ambient classical music. This certainly wasn't a typical night out for the pair.
Even in his drunken stupor, Angel could clock a party-goer that needed a break from the social scene. "Y'wanna go for a smoke?" he suggested. The room was stiflingly hot, after all (although perhaps that was just the booze), and he could use some fresh air. "Dunno 'bout you, but I'm sweatin' my tits off. Least I don't still got burgers in em..." he muttered. Before the hellhound could get a word in edgeways, he held up a silencing hand. "Don't fuckin' ask."
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spiderslvts · 2 months
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some new tags ?? some new tags !! + affiliate tags :]
  .   🕸️  HOW   OUT   OF   HAND   IT’S   GOTTEN       ╱     ooc.
  .   🕸️  MY   FLESH   IS   LACED   WITH   SUGAR   AND   MAGGOTS       ╱     asks.
  .   🕸️  YOU   SAY   YOU   MISS   ME    (  I’M   RIGHT   HERE  )       ╱     starters.
  .   🕸️  WITH   PINK   EYESHADOW   AND   A   SOBBING   PRAYER       ╱     isms.
  .   🕸️  ANYTHING   COULD   BE   HOLY   UNDER   NEON  LIGHTS       ╱     visage.
  .   🕸️  DO   YOU   FEEL   THE   EYES   OVER   YOUR   BODY   STILL?       ╱     promo.
  .   🕸️  TO   SWEETLY   MELT   IN   SIN       ╱     rp memes.
  .   🕸️  I   DRINK   ;   I   BURN   ;   I   SHATTER   MY   OWN   DREAMS       ╱     open starter.
  .   🕸️  YOUR   FISH   HOOK   IN   MY   MOUTH       ╱     crack.
  .   🕸️  EATEN   IN   PIECES   ;   NOT   MEANT   TO   BE    KNOWN   WHOLE       ╱     ic.
  .   🕸️  I   BELIEVE   YOU   LIKE   A    BEATEN   DOG       ╱     dash games.
  .   🕸️  I   WILL   NEVER   BE   FORGIVEN   FOR   WANTING       ╱     affiliates.
  .   🕸️  KISS   ME   WITH   MY   BLOOD   BETWEEN   YOUR   TEETH       ╱     ships.
  .   🕸️  TO   BE   LOOKED   AT    &.   NEVER   SEEN       ╱     art.
  .   🕸️  TOUCHED   DOWN   TO   THE   DELICATE   BONES       ╱     poetry.
  .   🕷  |   IN  NEON  LIGHTS     ╱     canon &. main verse.
  .   🕷  |   THE  CALL  OF  THE  ANGELS     ╱     overlord verse.
  .   🕷  |   FEATHER  BOAS  AND  GLITTER     ╱     70’s verse. (ft. sirserpentine)
  .   🕷  |   OVERSEER  OF  HELL     ╱     zestial’s employee verse (ft. zestials)
  .   🕷  |   GOOD  OLD  FASHIONED  LOVER  BOY     ╱     human verse.
  .   🕷  |   LACED  WITH  BELLADONNA     ╱     lost twins verse (ft. spyderdust)
  .   ♡  DO  YOU  LIKE  THE  SHOW ?  ARE  YOU  TIRED  OF  IT ?     ╱     videoaux.
  .   ♡  THE  LAST  SHRED  OF  TRUTH  IN  THE  LOST  MYTH  OF  TRUE  LOVE     ╱     hellsbroadcaster.
  .   ♡  I  COULD  NEVER  DEFINE  ALL  THAT  YOU  ARE  TO  ME     ╱     r-adio.
  .   ♡  BUT  I’D  NEVER  SAY  I  LOVE  YOU  JUST  TO  HEAR  YOU  SAY  IT  BACK     ╱     sirserpentine.
  .   ♡  I’M  PUT  TO  AWE  SOMETHING  SO  FLAWED  AND  FREE     ╱     dark-ambition.
  .   ♡  YOUR  BEAUTY  NEVER  EVER  SCARED  ME     ╱     gamblins.
  .   ♡  THE  FEAR  OF  THE  UNKNOWN  /  THE  FACE  IN  MONOCHROME     ╱     zestials.
  .   ♡  YOU  HATE  THE  APPLAUSE  /  YOU  CRAVE  THE  ATTENTION     ╱     xluciifer.
  .   ♡  BUT  YOU’RE  HOLDING  ME  LIKE  WATER  IN  YOUR  HANDS     ╱     oriiginis.
#. 🕸️ HOW OUT OF HAND IT’S GOTTEN ╱ ooc.#. 🕸️ MY FLESH IS LACED WITH SUGAR AND MAGGOTS ╱ asks.#. 🕸️ YOU SAY YOU MISS ME ( I’M RIGHT HERE ) ╱ starters.#. 🕸️ WITH PINK EYESHADOW AND A SOBBING PRAYER ╱ isms.#. 🕸️ ANYTHING COULD BE HOLY UNDER NEON LIGHTS ╱ visage.#. 🕸️ DO YOU FEEL THE EYES OVER YOUR BODY STILL? ╱ promo.#. 🕸️ TO SWEETLY MELT IN SIN ╱ rp memes.#. 🕸️ I DRINK ; I BURN ; I SHATTER MY OWN DREAMS ╱ open starter.#. 🕸️ YOUR FISH HOOK IN MY MOUTH ╱ crack.#. 🕸️ EATEN IN PIECES ; NOT MEANT TO BE KNOWN WHOLE ╱ ic.#. 🕸️ I BELIEVE YOU LIKE A BEATEN DOG ╱ dash games.#. 🕸️ I WILL NEVER BE FORGIVEN FOR WANTING ╱ affiliates.#. 🕸️ KISS ME WITH MY BLOOD BETWEEN YOUR TEETH ╱ ships.#. 🕸️ TO BE LOOKED AT &. NEVER SEEN ╱ art.#. 🕸️ TOUCHED DOWN TO THE DELICATE BONES ╱ poetry.#. 🕷 | IN NEON LIGHTS ╱ canon &. main verse.#. 🕷 | THE CALL OF THE ANGELS ╱ overlord verse.#. 🕷 | FEATHER BOAS AND GLITTER ╱ 70’s verse. (ft. sirserpentine)#. 🕷 | OVERSEER OF HELL ╱ zestial’s employee verse (ft. zestials)#. 🕷 | GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY ╱ human verse.#. 🕷 | LACED WITH BELLADONNA ╱ lost twins verse (ft. spyderdust)#. ♡ DO YOU LIKE THE SHOW ? ARE YOU TIRED OF IT ? ╱ videoaux.#. ♡ THE LAST SHRED OF TRUTH IN THE LOST MYTH OF TRUE LOVE ╱ hellsbroadcaster.#. ♡ I COULD NEVER DEFINE ALL THAT YOU ARE TO ME ╱ r-adio.#. ♡ BUT I’D NEVER SAY I LOVE YOU JUST TO HEAR YOU SAY IT BACK ╱ sirserpentine.#. ♡ I’M PUT TO AWE SOMETHING SO FLAWED AND FREE ╱ dark-ambition.#. ♡ YOUR BEAUTY NEVER EVER SCARED ME ╱ gamblins.#. ♡ THE FEAR OF THE UNKNOWN / THE FACE IN MONOCHROME ╱ zestials.#. ♡ YOU HATE THE APPLAUSE / YOU CRAVE THE ATTENTION ╱ xluciifer.#. ♡ BUT YOU’RE HOLDING ME LIKE WATER IN YOUR HANDS ╱ oriiginis.
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hazbinned · 1 month
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@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.
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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."
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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!"
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sirserpentine · 1 month
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@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."
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"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?"
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arcanepactguile · 2 months
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Night Terrors
This night's serenity had come to an end; broken, distraught sobs were piercing in the pleasant tranquillity. In pursuit of peace, Alastor had retired for the day on his own terms. He never confided in Charlie what errands he left the hotel for, day or night, no apologies once he whenever would return. There was an unspoken agreement amongst all the staff and hotel clientele to leave him be, mind their own business.
Travels throughout the day were by design random and dull. Anybody suicidal enough to observe his sojourns into any Ring of Hell did not have the powers to accomplish it to the end. The wing chair creaked softly as the radio-demon leant forward, closing his journal shut. Motionless thereafter, transfixed by the abrupt thrashing on the other side of the room - Visage's personal quarters, the prone form on the bed had all of a sudden straightened up to cry out. Room pitch black in his corner, the only visible sign Alastor was there were the two crimson pinpoints of light; steady gaze unblinking. The hellhound was undoubtedly fascinating. Leaving his chair, Alastor crossed the room slowly to pause near the bed, acutely aware that movements or noise did not mean the sleeper was in fact no longer asleep. Looking down at the hellhound in the darkness, he could mot make any sense of the incoherent cries that carried on like he wasn't even there. Ears pricked forward, alert, Alastor took a seat on the mattress without encroaching in her personal space, reaching out to curl one hand around the tip of her tail.
Guarded, head canted unnaturally, out of the gloom the overlord's voice crackled with sincerity. Suspicions as to exactly why he had to follow the club owner's orders, under pretense of willingness - nothing to do with their private contract - a night terror was a strange excuse. "......Is this why you sanctioned my company?"
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mothvalentino · 2 months
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💢 (Fight! Fight! Fight!)
SEND 💢 FOR MY MUSE TO SAY SOMETHING INSENSITIVE TO YOUR MUSE!
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ཐིཋྀ "You took it like a bitch."
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themonstersamongus · 2 months
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Tag dump pt 2!
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heubhyeolgwii · 2 years
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TAGS
【 tags 】
【 a fate that once looked grim it's now your chance to be saved 📿 in character 】
【  they'll hang me for what i have done 📿 closed rp 】
【 right now they're building a coffin your size 📿 text post 】
【 you swore you'd pull the trigger but now it's stuck 📿 main verse 】
【 if there's a god in hell let us pray let us pray 📿 likes 】
【 we always lose and our life is hell 📿 aesthetic 】
【 in between the darkness and the twilight 📿 images 】
【  the sweet sugar gun does not protect me 📿 starter call 】
【 you feed us lies from the tablecloth 📿 drabbles 】
【 i'll make a beast out of myself 🌂 visage 】
【 i've been chained too long my vision's so unclear 📿 self promo 】
【 you can feel his heart but you know he's mean 🔪 promo 】
【 oneul bam uri freaky freaky hae yea ☠️ shitposts 】
【 dragged you down below down to the devil's show 📿 musings 】
【 you should've known the price of evil 📿 head canons 】
【 men like you have such an easy soul to steal 📿 ask memes 】
【 they took for granted your soul and it's ours now to steal 📿 quotes 】
【 only time will alter your vision 📿 queue 】
【 aju nice !! ☠️ kassim speaks 】
【 nothing hurts my world just affects the ones around me 📿 speakers 】
【 time soaked with blood turns it's back 📿 asks 】
【 i’d rather be kentucky fried than alive and kicking in jersey any day ☠️ selca 】
【 maybe we’re just having too much fun ☠️ connections drop 】
【 i canʼt explain anything anymore anyway ☠️ hiatus notice 】
【 hey man i love you but no fucking way ☠️ semi hiatus notice 】
【 i'll exorcize you straight to hell !! 📿 crack 】
【 we gotta move on dear escape from this afterlife 📿 dash com 】
【 give me a chance to be that person i wanna be 📿 wishlist 】
【 no need to serve on your knees 📿 meta 】
【 immerse yourself into the kingdom of redemption 📿 psa 】
#【 tags 】#【 oneul bam uri freaky freaky hae yea ☠️ shitposts 】#【 aju nice !! ☠️ kassim speaks 】#【 i’d rather be kentucky fried than alive and kicking in jersey any day ☠️ selca 】#【 maybe we’re just having too much fun ☠️ connections drop 】#【 i canʼt explain anything anymore anyway ☠️ hiatus notice 】#【 hey man i love you but no fucking way ☠️ semi hiatus notice 】#【 a fate that once looked grim it's now your chance to be saved 📿 in character 】#【  they'll hang me for what i have done 📿 closed rp 】#【 right now they're building a coffin your size 📿 text post 】#【 you swore you'd pull the trigger but now it's stuck 📿 main verse 】#【 if there's a god in hell let us pray let us pray 📿 likes 】#【 we always lose and our life is hell 📿 aesthetic 】#【 in between the darkness and the twilight 📿 images 】#【  the sweet sugar gun does not protect me 📿 starter call 】#【 i'll make a beast out of myself 🌂 visage 】#【 i've been chained too long my vision's so unclear 📿 self promo 】#【 dragged you down below down to the devil's show 📿 musings 】#【 you should've known the price of evil 📿 head canons 】#【 men like you have such an easy soul to steal 📿 ask memes 】#【 they took for granted your soul and it's ours now to steal 📿 quotes 】#【 only time will alter your vision 📿 queue 】#【 nothing hurts my world just affects the ones around me 📿 speakers 】#【 time soaked with blood turns it's back 📿 asks 】#【 i'll exorcize you straight to hell !! 📿 crack 】#【 we gotta move on dear escape from this afterlife 📿 dash com 】#【 give me a chance to be that person i wanna be 📿 wishlist 】#【 no need to serve on your knees 📿 meta 】#【 immerse yourself into the kingdom of redemption 📿 psa 】
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batouttahxll · 2 years
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Tag Dump!
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radioiaci · 4 months
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▲ ALASTOR ▲
▹ The Radio Demon ◃@radioiaci ◃
Non-Exclusive RP Blog for ALASTOR from HAZBIN HOTEL
Canon-divergent & 18+
Para/Script/One-Liner/Whatever!
Multiverse Friendly
| ABOUT | RULES & OOC | // Ask Memes // Starter Calls // Art & Images // // Mains: voxtekoverlord ; daddymothxxx ; ducktastic-dad ; alteredassistant ; cannibalxroses ; sirserpentine ; infernal-blaze
SHIP VERSE TAGS >
verse ;; 🌹 la vie en rose 🌹 - cannibalxroses
verse ;; ⭐ nobody's eyes but mine ⭐ - voxtekoverlord
verse ;; 🔥 the fire in the sin 🔥 - ducktastic-dad
verse ;; 🍎 red means i love you 🍎 - heliacalxrising
verse ;; 🐍 i'm ready now 🐍 - sirserpentine
verse ;; 🦊 your favorite monster 🦊 - misskittyhart
verse ;; 😈 devil's whisper 😈 - visage-of-hell
verse ;; 🩸 bloodstain on the bed 🩸- kingdomofbellows
verse ;; 🤡 fools and kings 🤡 - infernal-blaze (fizzarolli)
verse ;; 📺 crimson nights like these 📺 - videokilled
verse ;; 📶 two birds on a wire 📶- infernal-blaze (vox)
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IMAGE/ARTWORK TAGS >
Vox - ▽ mediocre video podcast ▽
Lucifer - ◬ path of most resistance ◬
Angel - ⧩ effeminate fellow ⧩
Charlie - ⧋ potential to guide ⧋
Nifty - ⨞ twisted little mind ⨞
Valentino - ⧊ morality in a chokehold ⧊
Rosie - ⟁ delightfully debonair debutante ⟁
Husk - ◭ graduate of bad beats ◭
Sir Pentious - ◥ remember you now ◥
------------------ OTHER/BASIC TAGS >
▲ sense of self ▲ : images & art of alastor
△ on the air △ : in character posts
⨹ tune on in ⨹ : posts containing snippets of the broadcast
▶ after-hours broadcast ▶ : out of character posts
▲ promotional material ▲ : promo posts
◭ ask memes ◭ : ask memes free for anyone to submit
⟁ starter call ⟁ : posts that can be liked for a starter
⨻ answers ⨻ : answered asks
⧊ hellish headcanon ⧊ : personal headcanons for alastor
⨺ white noise ⨺ : music or inner thoughts
⨨ nsfw ⨨ : nsfw threads or images
⧍ queued ⧍ : posts from the queue
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maid-en-gubal · 10 months
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Gentle LFRP
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"Then, everything changed when the WoL attacked the Great Gubal Library..."
The Basics --
Name: Rofan "Lesrekta" Age: Difficult to answer Race: "Veena, Viera" Gender: Technically genderless, but the female form truly is marvelous (she/they) Sexuality: Love At First Sight except there's always someone new Server: Leviathan
Short Synopsis --
A product of Sharlayan research, Rofan is but one of many denizens that call the Great Gubal Library home. Their present form is little more than a glamour, the visage that of a familiar figure from long before the Garlean invasion. Spun from words of ardor and admiration, they are an amalgam of the greatest literary works pertaining to love in all its many forms – Rofan is the very concept itself. After the library’s depths were unceremoniously plundered and her guardians slain by those that would call themselves the Warriors of Light, raiders continued to darken their doorstep, pilfering the vaults and potentially endangering the world with the “treasures” that have begun to circulate. Thus a small platoon of her remaining wardens have left the isolation of her hold, to fulfill their duties – detaining those that have escaped, or kill them trying. Lest they too awaken… But Rofan faces an even greater threat on the Outside: living. Their worldviews are constantly at odds with the reality of the rest of the world, and now they must contend with the fact that they’re not even real; where could a mere caricature possibly fit in the colorful tapestry of life?
About the Operator --
♦ As I’m 28, I would prefer to interact with anyone 21+; if that is not you, please do not perceive me. Everyone else, perceive me gently, I’m shy. ♦ I’m not new to FFXIV, but I am coming back from about a 2 year hiatus, and even then the farthest I made it was the end of the main story of Stormblood. I’m starting over from scratch with Rofan. Specifically so I can run through Heavensward again. I think you all know why. If you find yourself on Leviathan for whatever reason and you see me running around, feel free to say hi although I’m sorry if I run away right after. As a character, Rofan is infinitely more bold than I am, I swear. ♦ I haven’t RPed in a while so to call this an RP blog feels like a disservice to all of you. But I’ve got over a decade of it under my belt for what it’s worth! Honestly, I just wanted to share my character with others since I don’t have anyone else to talk to about this in my immediate friend group. And if anything comes out of it, neat! More than anything, I just want something to think about while I’m at work battling spotty wi-fi. ♦ SERIOUSLY, ASK ME ABOUT MY BOOK DEMON LORE I’VE GOT A WHOLE PAGE DEDICATED TO IT ON MY NOTES APP LIKE HOW THEY FEED ON AMBIENT AETHER BUT ROFAN ENJOYS LOVE LETTERS FOR DESERT – ♦ I should add I have no hard limits so I kindly ask that you communicate your’s as I would prefer to avoid needlessly upsetting you. ♦ I’ll do a more serious full scale profile at some point for Rofan as well as a carrd (no but seriously, where was this back in my RP heyday because this is rad as hell), when I’m feeling braver about dipping my toes back in the water.
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rocxyoulikeahurricane · 3 months
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tag dump
V; Rock you like a hurricane (Valentino contracted Adam)!
setlist: music
v; like fauther like son (Markofcaine!Adam)
The wolf (Valentino)
let my feelings out ( museings)
I wanna be sedated [ alcohol)
flower of Eden (eve)
The bitch is hungry (ROO, root of all evil)
Na Na Na Na ready for my show (wardrobe)
Headcanon
Memes approved for your use
Rp Prompt
Dancing with Mr. Brownstone (Drug use)
[Out of clay] ooc
v; hells crusader
Dancing with myself (self-cest)
Rock on (aesthetic)
tools of the trade (equipment v: rock you like a hurricane}
V: played for gumbo [ @sanguineradio Alastor's doll]
handsome devil; visage
maid for me ( fatass-angel-Adam selfcest)
Addicted to the feeling [Exterminator!Adam]
v; overdose
room service orders (food fit for a star)
queued up
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arcanepactguile · 2 months
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3)  for sender to lick receiver’s throat. (Why yes, she DOES seem to have a deathwish! LOL)
SENSUAL BITING  &  LICKING PROMPTS
How much time had passed, Alastor couldn't tell. There was no way to calculate by sight nor sound, if his absence outside this private room - an office, to be precise - would have been noticed by any who may have been missing his presence. The room was shadowed in twilight, windows curtained tightly, and the entrance bolted. If there were any clocks, the radio-demon hadn't noticed. 
Other appointments would have to wait. Time was precious.
His current whereabouts and suspicious business in this exclusive club sure to face certain scrutiny behind his back, albeit later, once this engagement was done to satisfaction.
The cool air against his slick skin was all the more penetrating, the she-wolf's smooth tongue tracing the deep hollows and curves of his bared throat slowly. Digging his claws into the unyielding seat of the couch, the leather creaking under the strain, Alastor was unable to move any further - in gratitude or unease. Tailcoat spread open, shirt buttons unfastened, Visage's body straddling his languid form only blinded Alastor's view of her club's head office. It was a very good thing that both of them were strong defenders of security and privacy when it came to business dealings, heedless of the outside world's unrelentless gossip nature.
The hellhound's body heat was captivating, her weight pushing him back into the stiff leather adding to the combined rising temperature. Visage's saliva cooling to evaporation on his skin as her tongue continued to explore, Alastor's breathing quickened, his pupils constricting to misshapen dials. Tilting his head back further, ears pinned back in near-ecstasy, the radio-demon's voice was thick when he finally spoke.
"Don't... stop."
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mothvalentino · 2 months
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🎵
SEND ♫ AND MY MUSE WILL SING A FEW LINES OF A SONG THAT REMINDS THEM OF YOURS
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ཐིཋྀ "We get some rules to follow ♫ That and this, these and those ♫ No one knows ♫ We get these pills to swallow ♫ How they stick in your throat? ♫ Tastes like gold ♫"
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brooklynislandgirl · 7 months
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51. How do you think the RP/Fandom community has grown or changed since you started?
53. How would you respond if someone is rude to you or has done you wrong?
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51: How do you think the RP/Fandom community has grown or changed since you started? Picture it... The Internets...20...a long time ago. When the web was wide and new and we'd just eked our way out of AOL and dial-up hell. Okay maybe a little later than that. We RP ancestors huddled around the virtual fires of our little cliques, telling our stories and painting our digital cave paintings in fandoms that spanned as far as the eye could see. It was a wild time born of primordial chaos. You had ninjas and neko-dhamphire-dragon assassins hanging out in the "rafters", vampires drinking bloodwyne while their translucent orbs took in the stunning visages of elves and Illithids and...and it was some crazy shit. I could put up a 500 page doctoral thesis about the way rp communities used to be, where everything was a cross-over, and canons almost literally did not exist, and if they did...they were the VERY odd duck out, most folks shying away from them. Every single person had their 'home' and then sometimes someone would be slighted and groups would go to "war", elaborate flaming/call outs/actual written storylines and so on. But there were rules, and there was a certain...decorum. And everyone seemed to understand it was a collaborate effort. Some of the prose might have been blindingly purple, and others might have been one liners, and sometimes just numbers.... It was quite creative and I look on those days, clearly, with fond memories. Nowadays, I think the writing has gotten...if not better, then certainly more focused. Like Pangaea splitting apart and forming the continents we know today, you can find a fandom for just about everything, and it's all a little weirder than it was before. I do feel a pain in my heart that a lot of people can't put their differences aside to have fun, we aren't as supportive of new people as we could be. We treat OCs like a disease but I kind of laugh at that because EVERYONE's CANON is literally someone's OC. A part of me misses the old days. And a part of me is glad that the hobby is still flourishing, and people are still being creative, because at the end of the day, we're all just trying to live our best fictional lives out here. <inserts the Judds Song, "Grandpa, Tell Me About The Good Old Days"> ~*~
53: How would you respond if someone is rude to you or has done you wrong? I mean, it depends on the act of rudeness. If people wanna talk smack behind my back, that's fine. I can't stop anyone. And I don't care to police things beyond my control. If it's put in an anonymous ask? Oh my sour summer child, I will peel paint with the strength of my vitriol as I tear that down as soon as I come back from grabbing some coffee. I will have citations, indexes, Venn diagrams of exactly where you fucked up and how, and a whole-ass TEDtalk about why this is neither friendly or correct. I am an adult, I do not enjoy talking out both sides of my mouth, and I expect people who have a problem with me to be the same way, and straight up just tell me. Not everything has to be on a public forum, sometimes discretion is still a virtue. If someone at least tries to be a reasonable human being and addresses a concern, a mistake, etc. and comes to me and says hey, I got this problem...the I will do my best to listen, and if I've done any harm {real or imagined} or overstepped a boundary, I will apologise. Most of the time though, I will respond to another person in the same manner with which I am treated.
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