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tangledfate · 2 days

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@voxtekoverlord asked: "Okay so. Uh. Val and I talked and maybe I've gotten on the wrong foot with you. How's about we get lunch or something and. Talk." Smile tight. (for angel!)

He's painting his nails, perched on his bed in his room and doesn't look up when the flat faced overlord appears from the camera. Doesn't look up when he approaches or even as he's talking. Magenta eyes don't flicker his way until Vox has offered, a beat of silence has passed between them, and he's finished coating one hand of nails in a deep shade of metallic chrome pink.

Only then, and with a mildly disinterested stare, does he scan him from tip to toe and back--settling on that tight lipped smile.

"That painful, huh? Val must have something good on you..." Switching to another hand, he continues in his endeavor to ignore the overlord. Pausing when it's clear that he's not satisfied with the lack of answer.

"Oh! You're waiting for an answer..." He dips the brush again and goes back to his nails.

"No."

#voxtekoverlord #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ if you can't handle my worst you ain't getting my best ;; angel | valentino ;; daddymothxxx }

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tangledfate · 2 days

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Angel laughed at the comment, the sound vibrating against Val’s skin. His tongue finding one of his nipple piercings and replacing his hand so it can skate lower–sharp claws tracing featherlight patterns. Hooded magenta eyes turning up to meet his as he works- tongue and teeth gently tugging on the piercing to elicit a reaction as he ground his thigh that much harder between the moth’s legs.

“Says who~?” He teased, finally abandoning his abuse of the piercing to lean back up and press another kiss to his lips–a soft chittering escaping the spider.

“I haven’t been touched since you left…Travis is mad at me about it…” Hadn’t wanted any other hands on him–had regaled himself to Val’s director’s chair much to his writer’s frustration. Who was to say it would mean anything to the moth, but it felt fair to tell him. Felt fair to let him know he didn’t want anyone else–as well as give some context for his eagerness now.

"I am obligated, for transparency, to point out that my dick is not a souvenir." Valentino did reach for a bit of humor. More squeaks mixed into quiet chirping chitters for all the attention. He couldn't stop them. They practically came from a whole other part of his throat than his voice did. And Angel was being a tiny bit of a terror on his senses.

Getting hard was a given. Didn't take all that much to get him going. He didn't feel very shy about it. Wasn't like Angel had ever been offended before and probably knew how ridiculously spontaneous his body tended to be.

But he was mostly keeping Angel in close right back. Maybe sunning out under the attention. Difficult not to. Weren't really all that many hands and lips that didn't make his skin crawl (deep, deep, down in the subconscious) to feel on his skin.

#daddymothxxx #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ if you can't handle my worst you ain't getting my best ;; angel | valentino ;; daddymothxxx }#tw suggestive

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tangledfate · 2 days

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“You remembered my freckles…?” Such a small thing, and he remembered it? He shivers at the touch tracing that design, instinctive and untouched but not pulling away–doesn't want to pull away.

“No wonder I thought of you every time we were together…” Angel mused slowly, a grin coming across his features as he shrank a little further into his shoulders. Sneaking a glance to Husk as he said–

“I even thought about that time we nearly got caught fucking in a dressing room when we went shopping…”

❝ it's alright, baby . . . ❞ husk shushed angel's struggled words. because he already knew. he had done very well the same, he knew how it felt, the lack of care for what happens afterwards━ it wasn't anything husk had to forgive him for. it wasn't like he'd ever been mad at anthony for it, otherwise, he'd be a hypocrite. he just wanted to make up for lost time, fully take care of him now that there was a weight lifted off his shoulders.

he's lost himself in kissing angel's body, muttered praise and how much he had missed him. he's buried himself in angel's neck when he asked━ how did he know ?

❝ i didn't, at first. i just thought you were a pretty face, pretty addition to my casino to bring in suckers . . . ❞ it's cruel honesty, but honesty all the same. all said as husk kissed back down his shoulder. ❝ found myself thinkin' about anthony every time i was around ya', started gettin' soft . . . ❞

then he's at angel's shoulder, lips lingering over the pretty pink freckles there. one hand came up, finger tracing the spot.

❝ ya' still got that goddamn constellation. cassiopeia. here i was longin' for ya', and i've had ya' in reach the entire time. unbelievable. ❞ husk was purring, pulling his head back to look up at angel with a smile across his face.

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 4 days

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Sallie May is so fucking awake right now

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tangledfate · 5 days

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He wants to explain but he doesn’t know how. There’s too much wrapped up in that apology. He’s sorry for not recognizing him right away. He’s sorry for being a pornstar. He’s sorry for having sold his soul to Valentino. He’s sorry for not waiting for him. He’s sorry for getting to Hell first. But most of all he’s sorry for–

“I knew when I took it that it was too much…I just didn’t care anymore…” It hurts to say around the lump in his throat. An apology he’s been holding in his chest since he’d first woken up wanting to go back. How many of those first nights had he sat awake staring at the pentagram in the sky and wondered what Viktor was doing? How many days had he spent looking over his shoulder at strangers wondering if it was him?

And here–now–he’d never have recognized him; never in a million years. But Viktor had recognized him it seemed. Had he known that he’d go to Hell? Had he known the whole time or had he figured it out along the way? He said he’d missed him, was this all some scheme to get him close again? To punish him…? Or had he meant it when he’d said he’d wanted to take care of him?

Watching him kiss along his hands and arms, he let those arms skate over his shoulders and back as the overlord got closer to him. Letting him do as he pleased as he whispered sweet nothings until–

“How did you know it was me?”

❝ baby ? hey, what’re ya’ crying for ? ❞ husk spoke softly to him as he shifted his hand further up, wiping at any of the tears he could. he hadn’t expect him to cry— then again, he wasn’t quite sure what he was expecting angel to do. maybe be mad for not telling him sooner ?

then he’s apologizing, sobbing, and husk can feel his heart sting. he frowned at the sight, leaned into his touch on his face. a soft purr started rumbling in his chest at that touch, even if his look was expressing otherwise.

❝ . . . i missed ya’ so much, y’know ? ❞ husk finally spoke. he tilted his head, kissed angel’s palm, slowly kissing down his arm.

❝ still so fuckin’ beautiful, anthony . . . ❞

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 5 days

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He’s shifting away and trying to avoid. Fighting with himself in a way that turns Angel’s curiosity to concern. Wondering what could be so begrudging that a man usually so confident–as far as he had seen anyway–to be so anxious. But then he says it.

[ Viktor… ]

The name stills him as brows furrow for a moment before eyes go wide. Processing and then realization as he blinks at him. Trembling lips and trembling hands–fingers catching the face of the man beneath him in a tentative hold. As if he’s scared to touch him–scared that he might vanish.

Tears burn in his sinuses as he looks him over, searching for anything familiar–but this is Hell, he’d have never recognized him on his own. He hates himself for that–for needing him to tell him in the first place.

“Viktor…?” His name is said in a shaky, cracked voice as he sat down on his knees. No longer intent on kissing him but instead just sitting there holding his face as tears skated down his cheeks.

“I’m sorry…” Comes out as a sob.

husk's eyebrows furrow at angel's reaction━ his immediate thought being angel didn't remember him, didn't remember viktor. and he wanted to backpedal, forget about it. husk almost pulled away, grip on his waist loosening a moment until said his name. or rather, his title now. he's confused, and husk is afraid that this was for nothing.

❝ it's . . . i'm━ ❞ husk is still hesitating, shifting away from angel. he took a deep, deep breath and loudly sighed it out. in any other context, it might've been entertaining watching the overlord's nerves take over him. how small he seemed about to admit who he was.

❝ viktor. that's━ that's my name. when i was alive, ❞ husk finally stuttered out, one of his hands lifting to cup angel's face. his thumb rubbed gently against his cheek, and he gave him a sad smile. ❝ . . . don't remember me, baby ? ❞

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 5 days

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He’s not making sense and with that look on his face–guilty like he’s done something wrong–Angel’s brows crease with something between confusion and worry. Likes the way his name rolls off his tongue but there’s something more. Something just on the periphery of his understanding.

“I don’t–...” Lower lip catches between his teeth as he pulls back enough to catch those golden hues with his own magenta gaze. Trying to discern what it is that Husk is saying. Hates this scrambling–wracking his brain for information and coming up empty.

“What’re you talking about?” Has to ask, slow and steady, something about the way this is all playing out feels–jittery. Nervous. Can feel Husks heart beat racing and his own juddering to match pace.

“Husk…?”

❝ you're . . . ❞

angel isn't pressing hard, but husk is weak. watching angel get to his knees between his legs doesn't help, and neither does his hands running up his body to his face. he let out a shaky sigh feeling his tongue against his lips, ears folded back━ not uncomfortable, just nervous.

❝ you're . . . him. ❞ it's vague at first, as husk lifted his shaky hands to rest on angel's waist. so he could pull that precious thing closer to him, catching his lips in another kiss. when he shift his head back, the look in his eyes was almost pathetic━ guilty, pleading.

❝ anthony. ❞ the word is firm on his tongue, and it's clear on his face that husk is hoping angel puts the pieces together. that he doesn't have to explain himself further, but he's ready as much as he can be to if need be.

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 6 days

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There’s a beat of something missing, and Angel doesn’t miss it. Even as he’s shifted in Husks arms and lips captured in a kiss, it sticks with him. Comes out as a question as he turns further, getting up onto his knees between the feline’s legs as lower hands find purchase on the porcelain ledge behind him.

“I’m….what, kitty~?” Words muttered against his lips, tongue tracing along his lips as if needing to taste the answer. Upper hands skating up his chest–sharp claws prickling their way along his throat up to his jaw to cradle his face.

Isn’t pressing hard for the information but–

“Whadaya know that I don’t~?”

each word has husk drawing closer to angel, free hand lowered into the water to gently rest against his ribs and hold him close against him━ unknowingly proving angel's point. angel is something so special, so precious to him━ but he can't tell him that. can't bring himself to just yet, husk can only press gentle kisses into the freckles lining his shoulder.

❝ you are, angel. ❞ is all husk gives him for the moment, interrupting angel's design tracing to intertwine their fingers instead. husk pulled their hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of angel's palm. then he pulled that hand against them, hugging angel close to him as he left a trail of kisses up his shoulder and to the side of his head.

❝ you're so much more special than i could ever tell ya' . . . more than ya' could know. you're . . . ❞ husk trailed off, clearly holding back. but he brushed it off, instead shifting angel in his arms to turn slightly, just enough where he could place a kiss on his lips.

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 6 days

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Angel grins at the answer, the fingers trailing his antenna tracing gentle claws back down his temple to his jaw. Scoots down so he’s pressed against him, one leg slotting between Val’s legs as he peppers him with kisses along his throat–between flesh and fluff.

“That can wait…” The words come muttered against his skin; laced into kisses as the spider desperately tries to pull him that much closer. Cheek finding his chest as he plays with piercings idly–sharp teeth grazing collar bones and sternum.

“I have what I want right here.” And he's just enjoying touching him, having him close for the first time in days. He'd missed him from the first night, most of the reason he'd found Angel in his bed when he'd returned, honestly.

The kiss soothes. Takes some of surprise and hesitance to accept the change out of him. He could see. And it was good. Still terrible from a distance, but not total darkness. He'd take it. Hopefully he hadn't glimpsed his future...

He lingered on that kiss until it was released. Couple of quiet sqk sqks for the pet on his antenna.

"I got you some. Got you three things, I think." One thing asked for and two not, but gotten anyway. "In my travel bags somewhere."

#tw suggestive #daddymothxxx #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ if you can't handle my worst you ain't getting my best ;; angel | valentino ;; daddymothxxx }

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tangledfate · 6 days

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Madame!Angel vibes~!

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tangledfate · 6 days

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The question comes at a whisper that has a sentimental lump rising in Angel’s throat. Lips trembling slightly as he keeps his gaze on their hands–hoping that Husk doesn’t notice. Tracing designs into the palm of Husks hand until he feels safe enough to try speaking and trust his voice not to break, his answer is a quiet–

“Like ‘m something special…” No, special wasn’t the right word. Husk treated him like he was something precious. A pearl found amongst the flesh of an oyster. Something worth having–something he could be scared to lose. But he doesn’t say that–can’t assume that much–so he says ‘special’ instead.

“Like ‘m worth all the trouble I cause…” Like that morning when he’d assaulted Husk–all the overlord had done was push him away and tell him off. He’d been so clearly in the wrong and yet he hadn’t thought to strike him or whatever worse others might’ve thought to do. Husk had even come after him when he’d stormed off instead of just leaving him there to find his own way home once he’d cooled off.

husk's gaze softened into fondness as angel crawled to him, purring rumbling louder when angel pressed a kiss to his lips. smiling as angel settled against him, and he chose to ignore how his tailbone pressed into him━ couldn't be on purpose, surely. let his arms wrap around angel's form, grip loose in case angel decided to he wanted to move away.

until that moment, husk took to enjoying the warm water around them, as well as the warmth easing against his chest. husk doesn't notice angel looking at him, head tilted back against the wall as he savored the moment. a bit selfish of him, especially when he knew who angel was━ so much more reason to savor this━ and he pushed down any thought that angel was just doing this to please him. that he was just another overlord to him, another valentino━

that train of thought was quickly interrupted by angel speaking in the silence, taking husk's hand. husk lifted his head and his ears perked up some, attention immediately directed to their joined hands. so small━ was angel always that small ? his nose nuzzled into angel's temple and his voice fell to a whisper.

❝ . . . how do i touch ya', baby ? ❞

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 6 days

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It takes a minute or two for Val to breathe, that's his first clue that something's up. Hands find his face, holding a little too gently and it's instinct to turn to kiss them. Almost says that's what love is–but he doesn’t. Choosing instead to kiss his way up those wrists and arms. Reaching for him with all four arms to pull him closer–to kiss him a little more insistently.

He’s not trying to start anything, doesn’t want to push too far, but dammit did he miss him. Plays with his good antennae gently, his tone playful when he says–

“I believe you promised to bring me a souvenir~” But he doesn’t want anything, not really–just wants to stay like this for a while longer.

Took several beats for him to remember to suck in a breath. Hmn. Stressed. Bit entranced without it being a bright light. Both upper hands came up between them to catch hold of Angel's face in a cup between hands.

"Nothin'. You worry too much."

#daddymothxxx #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ if you can't handle my worst you ain't getting my best ;; angel | valentino ;; daddymothxxx }

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tangledfate · 6 days

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Crawling on hands and knees to Husk when he beckons him over, Angel leans and presses a kiss to Husk’s lips. Gentle and sweet before doing what the other desired and settling himself between the overlord’s knees. Back to front–tailbone pressed against the space between his legs just a bit suggestively as he leaned against him.

And there’s something nice about it–not entirely innocent but not entirely sexual either. Wrapped up in arms that feel safe–maybe it’s the purring vibrating against his back.

Sighing softly, he eases against him; scooting down just a little in the warm water before looking up at the feline. Watching him for a moment as if he’s trying to discern something–or maybe get up the gumption to talk about what happened in the bedroom. Then his gaze wanders down to Husks hands.

“I’ve been here a long time, a lotta hands have touched me since I died…” Taking Husks hand in his, he presses one of his own into it, matching their fingers–pink fingers so much smaller in that grasp.

“None of them touched me like you do though…”

those golden eyes watched angel undress, the slightest purr rumbling in his chest as the spider's eyes checked him out. how could he manage to bounce back like that, so beautiful and teasing ? husk couldn't help but give a laugh as angel beckoned him, stripping himself completely before coming over to the tub. his hand ran back through angel's hair━

❝ such a pretty thing, angel. ❞ husk praised him, leaning down to press a few kisses across his face━ leaving a final peck on his lips.

then the feline was sliding into the water. husk settled across from angel, wings lifted to keep from soaking up any of the water. his back leaned against the wall of the tub, and it was husk's turn to beckon angel over━ in his arms between his legs, entirely purring up a storm.

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 8 days

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Gentle kisses and humming laughter sifts between them like sand through an hourglass--from one to the other in the dark. Lips catch and the spider sighs, something snapping into place that has been akimbo since the moth had left.

Val freezes and Angel is suddenly alert. Something is wrong but he doesn't know what. Concern bleeding into his features, he can't see as well in the dark--isn't blind but is relying more on touch than he would otherwise.

"What's wrong, baby?" It's concern but not the overbearing kind. Not the 'you're helpless' kind. Still sleepy as his thumbs trace soothing lines over Val's cheeks.

Perfect reaction. Ten out of ten, would do again. His fingers wouldn't be cold for too long, anyway. Not with where he'd put them.

"Convenient? Helped me find the middle of the bed before I went to sleep." Huffed out in a near laugh before he was getting kissed. So far, he wasn't bothering to open his eyes. It'd be dark either way.

Wasn't until Angel's admission and him catching a kiss back, lip to lip, that he cracked eyes open. Which wasn't a very drastic difference. Until the ambient low level light had him seeing just fine in the dark.

Startled him so much he squeaked into a hiccup and froze. That sure is Angel's face in half 'light' contrast. Pinkish-red glow of the spider-demons eyes (and smaller freckle eyes) and all.

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 8 days

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One of the first people I met in the fandom I can't wait for my muse to come back from war and write more with you. You are genuinely so sweet and kind and I can't wait to write more with you. I have loved what we've developed so far with Angel & Fizz and I can't wait to explore it more in future threads. You're a joy to see on the dash and I love your angel so much. MWAH

Omg you have no idea how happy this made me! I know I haven't been around much lately and I am so sorry for that but this truly made my day omg~!!

I love you and your muse so much and I can't wait to play with them again~!

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tangledfate · 8 days

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His hand is brushed away from the birthmarks and a kiss is pressed there–wandering up his throat as he tipped his head for better access. Husk pushes the basket into his hands but Angel is focused on the feeling of his lips–of him purring against his neck. Biting down a whimper of protest when the other leaves him as magenta eyes flicker down to the basket in his hands.

Going through the array of options, it was easy to tell that Husk hadn’t been the one to choose them. Deciding to be kinder, he chose vanilla bath salts–would go better with Husk’s cologne anyway–dumping a generous amount into the bath.

Then, shrugging out of the robe, he slid into the still rising water, turning to face Husk as he undressed. Two sets of arms crossing over the porcelain of the side of the tub and leaning on them–letting his gaze skate up the feline’s frame before snagging on golden eyes.

A shy grin crosses his lips, some of that bravado from before his panic attack returning as he beckons the overlord to him with the crook of his finger.

one of husk's hands found the one on angel's shoulder as he returned to his side. brushed it away slightly as he leaned into him, kissing where his fingers once were and up the crook of his neck. his other hand was holding a basket━ clearly a gift from kimi that had unfortunately been neglected. inside, an array of items━ bath bombs, salts, bubble bath━ a few in a couple different scents ( lavender, rose, vanilla ) .

❝ here, baby. ❞ husk purred into the side of his neck, giving the basket to angel before pulling back.

❝ choose somethin' ya' like. i don't . . . use this shit. obviously. ❞ the feline gave a laugh, then took a step away from angel to start working on getting his clothes off. angel was in a robe, and husk was still sporting his suit. he didn't move too far from angel, tossing the articles of clothing off to the side to deal with later━ leaving his briefs on until the bath was ready. didn't want to push it too far with angel.

#diresang #diresang ;; husk #{ encounters ;; angel }#{ never sure will you catch me if I should fall ;; overlord au ;; diresang }

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tangledfate · 9 days

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Look at him.

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