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[flatfacedprince]

haha great job getting ur ass handed to you on live television the other day! That shit made my week~

You miserable little shits act like I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE-- Hah! SO glad you enjoyed our little scripted segment! Thanks again for being a loyal viewer, and don't forget to tune in for TONIGHT'S broadcast! Trust me - you won't wanna miss it.

[helluva-hotel-hazbins]

( up ) - our muses have sex on a balcony

( dress ) - our muses have sex in a fitting room

And/ Or ( cuffed) ?

@a-hazbin-spider ((if you’re comfortable of course! Dealer’s choice!))

Smutty Starter Prompts

(up) - Our muses have sex on a balcony

Husk was a lot of things, but stupid wasn't one of them. He knew exactly what he was doing. He didn't touch Angel first, he waited for his advances to be genuine rather than a defense mechanism. Husk was very careful with Angel. So, when he decided to fuck him, this was absolutely no different. He pulled Angel on top of him, knowing damn well how visible they were. He knew that the Vees would see, especially Valentino's obsessed ass. "We don't have to do this, Angel... We can go back inside."

(dress) - our muses have sex in a fitting room

Vox stepped into Angel's changing room, tilting his head as he looked him over. "Val's favorite little chew toy..." He walked closer to Angel, gripping his wrist and pulling him closer. "Maybe I should see what all the fuss is about? Hmm? What makes you his favorite whore?" Vox pushed Angel against the wall, kissing his neck.

(cuffed) - my muse handcuffs your muse

Valentino cuffed Angel's wrists behind his back, pushing him down onto the bed. "Are you going to be a good boy, amorcito? You normally remember your manners better than this..." Angel was being a mouthy little shit again, which he assumed was because of that damn hotel that he had went to earlier. "You don't really want to move out, do you? You're nothing without me."

[flatfacedprince]

Hi Vox! I think your teeth look cool. Okay bye!

He flashes the aforementioned teeth in a very wide, very charming grin.

"I do pride myself on my oral hygiene - unlike certain people, who won't even be dignified by naming!"

[flatfacedprince]

Adorable Samsung flatscreen~ Handsome man~ Cutest overlord in the Pentagram~

Oh, this has him preening - well, besides the Samsung bit. And he's not 'cute'... Unless you ask Val, the patronizing fuck...

"What a lovely message to wake up to! Always a pleasure to be appreciated!"

[flatfacedprince]

yo dis you? ~Dickmaster sends his regards(yeah, I hate it too =-=)

He immediately squints.

"... is this supposed to be a ripoff of VoxTok?™ Pfft- nice try, but it's pretty shoddy work."

"And who the ever-loving fuck is Dickmaster?"

[flatfacedprince]

How do u eat or drink, like...

????

Ah, this one again. You'd think after decades of being asked the same question people would stop but, eh.

"Why, just as anyone else in Hell does!"

Despite the appearance, his screen functions very similarly to a 'normal' face - with just a few quirky features here and there. But those won't be so easily revealed. A man's gotta have his secrets, after all...

[helluva-hotel-hazbins]

Pleasured Awakening

For Vox from @own-your-soul

The receiving muse is asleep. Send ‘Pleasured Awakening’ For the sending muse to wake them up by giving them oral.

Vox was asleep, his screen shut down for the night. It took a while for the feeling to wake him up, the screen flashing on and off before turning on fully. "Val? What are you doing?" He looked down at Valentino, moaning softly as he reached down to lightly touch the top of his head.

[helluva-hotel-hazbins]

 🛏️

(For Vox from @own-your-soul

send 🛏️ for my  muse’s reaction to yours crawling into bed with them

Vox rolled his eyes, sighing before allowing himself to smile fondly at Valentino. "What are you doing, Val? I thought you were still throwing your little hissy fit..." He turned the brightness on his screen down the moment he had left Val earlier, not wanting to deal with his bullshit no matter how much Velvette asked him to intervene. But, now, it was even dimmer as he laid in bed. "Are you done? How many low earners do I need to clean up this time?" He opened his arms for Val, like he always did. The damn moth might be a pain in the ass, but he was the pain in his ass.