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⸺ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍 !

ft. @videoaux

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the moth reached a  SINGLE , CLAWED  HAND  to cup the side of vox’s throat. the touch is slow, almost tender in its means, his fingers working underneath the collar of the man’s shirt. valentino’s hand easily  engulfs  him, pulling him in from the back of his neck and digging razor - like claws into his flesh. WARM BLOOD BEADS TO THE SURFACE as val digs harder ; a wound that would bleed long after he let go, but never enough to show.  

and he kisses vox, a sweetened tongue piercing past vox’s parted lips. when he pulled from the other man, vox’s bottom lip dripped with pink saliva. a less than permanent REMINDER. 

❝    amorcito, you make my job so difficult sometimes, you know that  ?    ❞      a whispered warning through the gritted teeth of a forced, perfect smile. val planted another kiss to the side of vox’s neck before letting go of him completely, lapping his claws free of the crimson stains that beaded over them.

Cyan claws sink into the flesh toying with his tie. Like those words / they are DAGGERS, coated in poison and aimed to kill. Whatever scene his prized whore was acting out fades into the background, Valentino and Vox now locked in a staring contest. TO THE WORKERS, IT WAS JUST ANOTHER DISPLAY OF AFFECTION ; two lovers whispering sweet nothings while on set.

*﹕// " Awwwwww, baby . . . do you need to get your hearing checked out as well? " Vox doesn’t break eye contact / grin as fake as the one from his advertisements. THEY’RE ALWAYS WATCHING. " Don’t worry, I’m just jokin’ . . . but I know how much you ADORE a good laugh. That’s one of the things I love about you so much. "

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❛ . . . 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝐃𝐈𝐄. 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁. ❜ ⸺ @xluciifer

THE  SCENT  OF  THE  RED  SMOKE  lingers against the fur of valentino’s fluffed wings ; a scent of artificial fruit and sugar and vodka, far too sweet but intoxicating in its means. anyone who knows of the man knows this is  PURPOSEFUL.  the smoke that danced around him, around the cigarette pulled between three claws and out his parted lips, was meant to E N T I C E.  and he’d known that. it was why valentino was exhaling heart - shaped, rosey rings into the air with every puff he took.  (  if the words were not enough, the smoke certainly would be.  )

❝   oh,  but  your  majesty  .  .  .    ❞    valentino crooned, shaking a bit of ash from the cigarette onto the ground beneath.       ❝   this wasn’t just a person, was it  ?   el primer hombre , in fact .   ❞ 

THE  BATTLE  WITH  ADAM  was fresh in valentino’s mind  ;  how glorious it had been witnessing it from the safety of an overlord’s tower, where no angelic blade could ever touch him. something in the moth  perked  up  witnessing the king of hell take down such a being of  POWER  as adam himself.  (  and perhaps it was the same way he would have perked up seeing  an opportunity.  the same way he’d perked up when a certain  SPIDER DEMON  had first walked into hell.  )

valentino traced expert fingers up the flesh of lucifer’s arm, one hand wrapped securely around the other’s wrist. he bent at the waist to face the man, exhaling another mouthful of sweet smoke as he did. 

❝   what was it like, mi rey   ?    destroying a being of such power . . .     ❞    he smiled, and his gold tooth glimmered like a precious gem between his lips.        ❝   you must be much more powerful than i once thought.   ❞

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❛ . . . wish you wouldn't fucking 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐀 𝐅𝐈𝐓 every time something doesn't 𝐆𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘. ❜ ⸺ @videoaux

SOMETHING  SHIFTS  in the moth’s face ; small details so subtle that any outsider might view the interaction as a  JOKE  BETWEEN  LOVERS.  vox himself says the words through  gritted  teeth,  and each one is stained with the false smile he painted over his features. valentino turns in his seat, his claws toying with the fabric of vox’s tie.

❝   mi cariño  - ❞    the laugh he gives is lifeless. val leaned closer, and his voice acts as  HOT COALS  over the ceo’s flesh.  A WARNING, laced in sugar.      ❝    would you like to repeat yourself ? i don't think i . . . heard you correctly.    ❞

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ㅤ*ㅤ⸺ i have seen a few muns follow me on here / on my val account that have 21+ only as one of their rules. i'd like to be entirely transparent : i am 19 currently. turning 20 in november. i'm comfortable roleplaying with anyone above the age of 18, but if you did not know i was 19, and you prefer to roleplay with those 21+, that is entirely understandable and okay !! and i apologize if i did not make my age as clear as i should have.

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[ 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐎 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ]

valentino is a very controversial character, one that's portrayed in a multitude of different fashions. and that's the cool thing about fiction : you can portray valentino however you want to. i've seen him and vox written as a healthy relationship between two absolute demons, and while i don't write him in that manner, i'm not going to tell anyone how to write him ! it doesn't make you a bad person if you write him in a more humanized way.

that being said : i do not humanize valentino. my portrayal of him explores topics of narcissistic abuse, controlling behavior, and sexual abuse. i write him as a man who can recognize vulnerable people, and who uses this skill to exploit and abuse others for personal gain. his relationship with @videoaux is not healthy, nor will it ever be. valentino sees vox as a pawn. someone who is easy to manipulate for later use. any soft moments seen between the two of them is pure love-bombing, initiated by valentino to further control vox.

as i flesh out his backstory more, i'm sure there will be human aspects of valentino's life, but this does not take away from the fact that i write him as a horrible person. he is canon - divergent to fill in gaps in his character. i do not subscribe to the "goofy, man-baby who secretly loves vox in a healthy way" character that was almost set up in the show.

you can also read this post by opal (my exclusive vox) regarding vox's relationship to valentino's abuse.

also! muse ≠ mun. i agree with nothing this man does.

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Them

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❛ . . . 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗼 ? ❜ ⸺ @zestials

THE   LAUGH   HE   GIVES   IS    LACED   WITH   PINK   SMOKE   that seeps in its blood - like fashion through his gritted teeth. the cigarette clamped between his fingers is nearly half burned, the  cloying scent  of the smoke lingering in a cloud around him. val’s head  TILTED  at the fellow overlord  :  a smile touched by something  UNCANNY  AND  WICKED.

❝    zestial  .  .  .     ❞     val purred, the softened fur of his wings ruffling as he speaks.      ❝    you and i  .  .  .  i’m sure, are both familiar with   WHAT  DEPTHS  WE  MUST  SINK  TO   in a place such as this,  no   ?    ❞

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it is the deepest intimacy, and yet it is so  UNAPOLOGETICALLY BLOODIED.   valentino hums as he runs his hand up the shredded remnants of fabric    (   that  beautiful  little  chemise.  that  angelic  shade  of  baby  pink,  wrapped  against  cerulean  flesh  :   he is a cacophony of color, an artist’s rendition of something unholy.   )     HIS HAND COMES AWAY WET AND RED,  and he brings it to his awaiting lips to  lap  up  the  sweet  mess.   he has torn open the pomegranate with ravenous intent to  EAT  HIS  FILL,  and the juice running down his wrist is simply  .   .   .   what is expected to be left behind.

val’s fingers   DANCE   over the skin of vox’s back as the sinner hugs his shoulders,  one wing wrapping around his body   (   A COMFORT BUT A LIE  !   ).     the other’s breasts press flush into valentino’s naked chest, painting  RED  between their bodies,  TWO  HEARTS  INTERTWINING  LIKE  FINGERS  LACING  TOGETHER.   

(  two hearts that race in the same carnal, aggrevated pace.  each one with different reasons.  one imagines a love that does not feel like a slit throat.  the other only thinks of the blood.  )

valentino  tugged  vox  forward  into  a  languid  kiss,  letting the final moments of heat burn between them.  the taste of metal spreads between their tongues, leaving vox with a mouthful of his own wanting. his own  PAIN.  when the moth pulled himself from vox’s lips,  grinning  wickedly  as  the  other  seemed  to  desperately  chase  after  the  tenderness,  he wiped a droplet of blood from the curve of the media demon’s back. 

❝    good   .   .   .   ❞      the moth cooed,  his voice a hot, softened exhale. his breath smells of metal and smoke and sex.       ❝     mi  cosa  hermosa ⸺  you’ve made such a mess of yourself.    ❞    

A KISS TO THE SHOULDER. A WICKED GRIN.  A KNOWING GRIN.  TEETH THAT SHINE WITH DECEIT AND CRIMSON.         

❝      go clean yourself up,       ❞       he  whispers.        ❝    there are clothes for you in the master bathroom.    ❞

@lustrng *  ﹕  /  /   ⟳ YOUR BITE'S WORSE THAN YOUR BARK

That same serpent tongue was just choking him minutes ago, SHOVED DOWN VOX'S THROAT : NO END IN SIGHT.

Accompanied by ravenous hunger and razor teeth / creating jagged cuts of all sizes and shapes into velvety skin : soft pink chemise, textured with lace and silk, had not lasted long despite Valentino's insistence on wearing it. Once barely covered thighs and pelvis were now exposed to the night air / completely shredded up to his diaphragm. Somehow, the straps of said chemise stood strong — this did not stop fabric from tearing, however / bloody gnash marks on his breasts testifying as such.

Though . . . trembling limbs and achy bones were nothing compared to Vox's back.

Three long scars lay draped like ruffles / gushing out blood at a sickly rate. MADE BY THE SAME HANDS now squeezing fatty flesh atop curved hips. Valentino's loving caress felt just as searingly hot as those gashes. Yet . . . Vox continued to throw thin arms around the moth's neck. To untrained eyes, his shaky breathing seemed to stem from arousal [ both overlords knew better ].

*﹕// " I don't know. " That serpents tongue reels Vox in once again : LIKE A VIRGIN SACRIFICE GUTTED ON THE ALTER . " I don't know. "

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ㅤ*ㅤ⸺ normally don't rp character death but i'd be entirely okay with alastor killing valentino.

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( tag dump )

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❛ . . . 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁. ❜ ⸺ @videoaux

THE  TONGUE  OF  THE  MOTH  IS  THAT  OF  A  SERPENT   ,   and it runs so  DELICATELY  over the sensitive skin of the  [  MEDIA DEMON’S  ]   throat,  sharp teeth teasing over the space where neck meets collarbone.  bodies flush, legs entangled, wings spread behind the both of them ;  a familiar, merlot shade of red.     wings  the  color  of  the  wine    that had made vox so easy to pull in.  wings  the  color  of  the  blood    that stained the satin sheets entwined between their flushed limbs.  wings  the  color  of  the  sweetened  saliva    that the moth’s tongue leaves lingering on vox’s tender flesh.

(   AND  HOW  TENDER  THE  FLESH  MUST  BE   ;   marked in purples and bloody reds,  etched in reminders only hidden by clothing and a tight-lipped smile to a camera.  the crimson wetness is the moth’s wicked aphrodiasiac, and vox is the giver of it all.  his body would ache with the physical memory of such an evening. he would feel the moth’s hands tossing his jacket to the floor even while sitting alone tomorrow morning.   )

a  low,  droning  purr  emitted from the back of valentino’s throat, rolling from his mouth and over the surface of his lolled tongue. there is red in his teeth as he grins in the darkness ; the other could certainly feel the pressure of his teeth against his naked shoulder.  HOLDING  HIM  LIKE   A  GOD’S  UNWILLING  HOSTAGE.   

❝    and where might you be without it,  amorcito  ?    ❞     he plants an amorous kiss to vox’s shoulder. valentino’s fingers lace over the other’s hip, thumb working circles over the bare skin residing there. he touches not with a lazy passion, but as a reminder  ;   (  you have seen what these hands are capable of a hundred times over. the memory of these hands is a deep wound within you. need i remind you  ?  )

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Mean Sentences, Vol. 6

(Mean sentences from various sources. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"People die. Don't act like you just figured that out."

"I don't like you. Never have, never will."

"I wouldn't be caught dead in that thing. It looks like somebody's nightmare!"

"Keep talking. You're about five seconds away from the most humiliating moment of your life."

"Being weak is a mistake."

"Suddenly you discover humanity?"

"Some women are quite charming when they're angry. Unfortunately, you are not."

"Does your conscience let you sleep?"

"I hope you've enjoyed yourself. I haven't!"

"You ever do magic as a kid? You seem like the type - lonely, obsessive..."

"Every instinct I have says to grind you into a pulp."

"Your hair makes you look like a hooker."

"You frighten me. You always have. Part of your charm, I suppose."

"You spread misery because you can't feel anything else."

"You're not nearly as delightful as you think you are."

"Have you ever actually killed anybody, or do you just talk them to death?"

"Are there no depths you won't sink to?"

"You find fault in everybody because you're afraid to look at yourself."

"'Cutthroat Bitch' is your official title."

"If you're going to be afraid, be afraid of something that could actually happen."

"I don't suppose it's occurred to you that I might hugely prefer someone else?"

"I'm not going to tell you to get over yourself, but you should."

"You think this is interesting to me?"

"I think your tie is ugly."

"If you're going to dress like an Italian hooker, at least let it be this year's Italian hooker."

"God, you're weak."

"You manipulate people because you can't handle any kind of real relationship."

"You lack the courage of your convictions!"

"What's it take to get you to fight like a man?"

"When did I give you the impression that I care?"

"You're a control-seeking narcissist!"

"You won't last the night."

"You don't have any idea what you're talking about."

"People like you, even your actions lie."

"Save your pathetic insincerity for your boyfriend."

"You're an embarrassment to me."

"Oh, I am well acquainted with the limits of what you can do."

"I am trying my best to be civil. You don't want to see what happens when I stop."

"You knew that I saw something, so you figured there must be something there and took a guess. Clever, but also pathetic."

"You need to know everything because you're afraid of being wrong."

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darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

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⁰¹ 𝓬arrd ⁰² 𝓪ngel - dust 𝓪ccount ⁰³ 𝓮ve 𝓪ccount

⸺ 𝓛𝓤𝓢𝓣𝓡𝓝𝓖 . an indie, selective, canon - divergent portrayal of 𝐕 𝐀 𝐋 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐈 𝐍 𝐎 from the animated series ; hazbin hotel. 𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷𝙻𝚈 𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 &&. 18+ ONLY. [ dead dove, do not eat ] low activity no association with v.ivziepop written by jack ( he / him )

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 && 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 . lustrng and its portrayal of valentino is centered around heavy and disturbing themes present throughout the show. content warnings for : sexual themes, sexual assault, forced sex work, manipulation, abusive behaviors & abusive relationships. these themes are not romanticized in text. valentino is portrayed as a villain. i do not make efforts to humanize nor romanticize him or his actions.