#infernalight

[bossmanvalentino]

@infernalight asked:

Angel was tired of it. Tired of Valentino acting like he owned him even when he wasn't at the studio. He had turned his phone off, ignoring Valentino's calls and texts, spending the day shopping with Cherri. After dropping everything off at the hotel, he turned his phone back on to even more texts from Val. Though one text in particular caught his attention. He wasn't just threatening him, he was threatening his friends. He really knew how to get him to do whatever he wanted, didn't he?

Sighing, he pushed himself up off the couch he had fallen into as soon as he got home. Slowly, he dragged himself out of the hotel once more and down to the porn studio and as soon as he arrived, he found Valentino, anger burning up inside of him.

"Who the FUCK do you think you are, Val?" He asked through gritted teeth. "I'm off the clock, remember? I worked all night for the day off. You agreed to that so who gave you the right to threaten my friends because I took the day to myself?" Words dripping with venom as he stood his ground against his boss, knowing he was only making things words for himself. Though, if it meant Val would leave his friends alone... he'd take whatever Val wanted to throw at him.

Valentino could say he was obsessed, not that he would admit it. He was obsessed with his little pornstar. He owned him. He was his, and he hated the fact that he now had a life outside of him. Oh, how he wished he never made a flaw with that contract. Otherwise, he would be under his control 24/7.

Of course, this didn't stop Valentino. He needed to know where his little whore was all the time and he hated not knowing. Of course, he could have easily asked Vox to find him on all the cameras and what he had around the city, but Vox and him had another fight and he wasn't about to go ask a favour especially when it was about Angel.

Valentino ended up breaking his phone after the hundredth text went unanswered. Val knew he probably went overboard with the threats but he needed to gain Angel's attention.

He was the middle of shooting with some of his lesser known pornstars when Angel burst in, causing everyone to stop what they were doing . The moth Overlord pushed himself up when his star began mouthing off to him in front of everyone.

His eyes narrowed as he yelled and everyone to get back to work. He stared down at the spider, reaching out and grabbing his arms before dragging him into his dressing room, pushing him in before slamming the door behind him.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Valentino said using his words against him. "You think you can come into my studio and mouth me off? Who owns you Angel? I don't give a fuck if you think you can get away from me because you can't, you will always come back to me because you are mine Angelito. You belong to me. Do I need I need to remind you of this?"

He regrabbed his arms and pushed him over to the couch and throwing him onto it. "Strip." He commanded.

[tangledfate]

@reliquiicis asked: “Fuck, I think your heat sent me into an early rut...” (val -> angel)

Valentino had one rule on set, no omegas while they were in heat. Fake heat brought on by drugs was one thing but a true honest to goodness heat cycle was trouble that no one wanted to deal with. They were too much trouble for what they were worth and set shooting back more than they contributed. One omega could send them all into heat and when alphas became involved? It was just too much.

Angel had felt off since that morning, like he was running a low grade fever. He hadn’t thought much of it, taking his suppressants and moving on with his day. But by the middle of shooting, he knew something was wrong.

He felt hot and his head was fuzzy, he just couldn’t focus. And the SMELL–it was like being in a perfume outlet. Too many scents mingled together in a heady mix that gave him a headache. His dressing room was the only reprieve he had but he couldn’t stay in there all day and it wasn’t like Val would let him go home just because he was sick.

It was halfway through the shoot with a beta named Rocky that Val called cut. Hoisting him off of the bed and dragging him as he tried to keep pace into his dressing room. Half throwing him into the couch before slamming the door behind him.

“You’re in heat.” The snapped accusator only half registered in Angel’s mind. Him? In heat? There was no way, it was too soon.

Somewhere behind him Valentino swore, muttering and cursing under his breath as the spider tried to process what was going on. But it was proving difficult. Where out in the studio the proverbial cacophony of smells had overwhelmed him, here, alone with Valentino–surrounded by the scent of him–left his body tingling.

He moved before realizing it, needing to be closer to the source of this scent. To Valentino. One set of arms draping over his shoulders as the other pressed to his chest; nuzzling along his jaw as he breathed him in like he was life itself.

It took using both sets of arms for Valentino to hoist Angel away from him. Throwing him back to the couch but this time not giving him time to get up again. He climbed above him and Angel sighed in relief as the added weight seemed to keep him from floating away.

{  “FUCK! I think your heat sent me into an early rut...” }

Those words should’ve been cause for concern. Any other time, Angel knew that they would’ve been the definition of his nightmare. But to his heat-cycle drugged brain, those words were exactly what he never knew he wanted.

Arms reached for him,  legs wrapping over his hips as he leaned up to run his tongue along his jaw. Needing to taste him and angling himself so that their hips were pressed flush.

“What’s the problem, DADDY, you can BREED ME, can’t you~?”

[hazbintales]

@infernalight replied to your post.

alastor vc: you bite me, i have every right to bite you back.

" Ohhh? Kinkyyy, go on what else would you do to me? "

[faithcorrupted-a]

@infernalight Valentino/Niffty

Niffty curled up underneath Valentino's wings, her hands gripping at his fur as she slept. the small Sinner, didn't sleep much around the hotel. so much to do, so much to clean. She hadn't expected that, when they first started this little thing that she would be comfortable enough to sleep around him, let alone on his chest, holding on tight as he went about his daily business and now it was the only time she could sleep.

She let out a yawn as she began to stir awake, her face moving to nuzzle into his chest, not wanting to wake up just yet.

[demonsdealings]

@infernalight replied to your post “Vox has appeared! Wyd? > hold hands > cuddle >...”:

Angel Dust is going to be a menace and just kiss his cheek. c:

​“ What — are you doing? ” Exasperation thin in his eyes, disbelief colors his posture. ​“ You're playing a real gamble with a stunt like that. Val could walk in at any point. ”

[taleswritten]

@infernalight sent “I know a way to release all that nasty tension.” (lucifer to alastor<3)

Oh, how intriging. Head tilts at Lucifer, he must admit he's curious about whatever is going on in the King of Hell's mind. Not that he will actively appear interested. Instead, he will play it cool, and appear to seem as if he's just humoring the poor king.

"Well? Go on then, enlighten me!"

[diresang]

            ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 ✦․⁺  ↳ @infernalight

            ❝ since when the fuck was i some cheap whore for ya' to just give to your ugly ass fuckin' friends ? ❞

angel had argued at the proposition, being given away to some overlord because they had 'called in a favor' with valentino. since when the fuck did valentino care about that shit ? must've been some fucking favor they did to earn one like this back. valentino had taught him well enough━ he wasn't cheap. and yet here he was, getting dropped off in front of some casino and being told━

            ❝ treat the gambling demon well, amorcito. he's a dear friend, after all. ❞

angel sighed, but entered the casino as he was told to. it'd be a lot easier to just get the job done, but he couldn't help but feel . . . out of place when he got inside, led off by a guard that had been waiting for him. everything in the place was nice, expensive and angel felt fucking cheap. loose sweater, short skirt━ easy access to the lingerie valentino had picked out for this night.

this fucking asshole had money, why was angel here for free ?

the guard led him to some office door, where this 'gambling demon' was finally revealed to him. the sight of the feline made angel freeze, eyes wide as he was left alone with him.

            ❝ you━ you're like . . . at all my shows. ❞ angel would recognize a demon like him anywhere━ red wings, the hearts of his face━ quite a unique sinner. the spider scoffed as he approached the desk finally, all arms crossed.

            ❝ what ? haven't had enough of me, gattino ? ❞

[bxrningembers]

there's still a lot of work to be done. (workaholic prompt / vox to alastor)

PROMPTS FOR WORKAHOLIC CHARACTERS WHO PUSH THEMSELVES TOO HARD

"Perhaps, but working yourself to exhaustion will only make you more likely to make mistakes that you will need to redo later." Alastor pointed out as his claws trailed along Vox's screen's edge. "Come. Get some rest, old chum." He suggested as he let his claw flicker over the screen's audio port, purposely teasing it in a playful manner.

Alastor didn't like to be touched by others with few exceptions but had no issue invading everyone else's personal space. His colleagues, the Vees being among those exceptions. Vox, in particularly, he had a strong bond with, despite some reluctance to modernize on his part. He had finally accepted a cellphone after much complaining, though it was a huge brick of a thing. The very earliest model of a cellphone.

Still, it was probably the best Vox would get from the Radio Demon.

[lilitophidian]

🤔 we don't have a ship but do this for lilith and a random ship you have with another partner. or a general hc for any ship you have for lilith. and of course I have to send one for a sexcanon sooo--- 🤔 +

Accepting ;   EVERY   🤔  I’LL  POST  A  HEADCANON  ABOUT  OUR  MUSES.  ADD  A  +  FOR  A  SEXCANON.

Dragging @sanguineradio into this one cause we talk often about HCs

Ahhhhhahhh okay I fucking love what is going on like it's so fucking toxic with a lovely hint of Lestat & Louis from Interview with a vampire!!!???

We have a lovely hc that they literally just straight-up go into ballrooms dancing together and slaughting the whole place, leaving the band for last.

Not to mention Lilith over here practically helped groom him into a serial killer when he was alive since he summoned her at the crossroads after Lucifer sent him a rubber ducky???

She slowly replaces the memories of his mom with herself in some twisted form of attachment.

But there's always like entertainment with whatever happens even if Lilith just straight up slaughters him. He heals, of course. They keep up with each other in disgusting ways despite there being this obvious monster in the room of what the fuck is going on.

I mean, it's to the point she has laid next to him even if she doesn't trust him keeping him chained up.

But the kicker is neither of them experience, "love" or seem to have the capacity of doing so!!!? Lilith enjoys not having to deal with clingy behaviors from him, and the very fact he tends to try and challenge her or be a complete turd munch like usual Alastor.

The bond is like so strong from grooming even if she can literally erase his existence that there's no fear of actual death. I kinda figure this is why Alastor and Lucifer can't fucking stand each other cause of /Lilith/.

As for sexcanons, I can't say anything in regards besides the fact Lilith is happy he doesn't try to get that out of her. While she knows many lust after her being who she is, or being labeled as a "whore" it's just pure fucking chaos in the best of ways. Intimacy between them is probably straight-up cannibalism between each other and nothing more than that. (So far. )

[mothvalentino]

❤️️ 💔 (for Lucifer)

For every ❤️️ I’m sent, my muse will list something they admire about yours.

ཐིཋྀ "Your power."

For every 💔 , they’ll say something they dislike.

ཐིཋྀ "Your duck obession."

[tangledfate]

Plotted starter for @reliquiicis

It’s a familiar routine. A dance whose steps they both know all too well as Angel is sent up alone to Val’s penthouse. Left to wait as Val attends to business on some lower floor. What that might be, Angel’s not sure he wants to know.

He hates this room. It’s too elegant–too decadent–for what goes on here. He didn't always hate it though. Once upon a time it had been the highlight of his days, back when he was being wooed into this. He missed being that naive–that new. Back when he’d believed the sweet words and excused the lies. When he had thought 'this must be love'.

There is no getting comfortable here, but that doesn’t stop him from shrugging out of the coat that had been wrapped around him. Letting it fall to pool in a heap on the floor as he crossed the room to the windows–magenta eyes searching for meaning in the neon lights beyond.

Fingers finding the glass and letting the cool touch ground him as his eyes flutter closed, and for just a moment he can pretend he’s anywhere but here. That maybe he's back at the hotel and Husk is pouring him a drink. Or maybe it's Husk he's waiting for instead. And there’s a sigh of relief at that thought. At being alone for the first time all day. The first time he has a chance to stitch himself back together before another night of regrets. 

He’s not sure how long he stands there, chill running up his arms as he lets his mind drift home. Separating himself from reality just for a few moments of peace. Somewhere behind him a door opens and closes but the sound is distant and separated--not quite real.

Then a hand skates gently up his back, tracing soft spots through the open back of his dress until a soft, breathy whimper escapes him. Eyes flickering open in a sudden collision with reality as his chin is manually turned up to see that Val has joined him. That Val was the one touching him. And as magenta eyes sharpen and focus under a half-lidded gaze, he manages a flirtatious smile.

One more show.

[hazbintales]

@infernalight replied to your post.

fizz vc: bc cocks.

❝You're tiring.❞

[darlingblitzy]

@infernalight Blitzø/Verosika

Blitzø was shocked when he got a text out of the blue asking her to meet up, even so much having an address and time to meet. Apparently, she had something important to tell him, and the imp was curious they hadn't spoken since the time she stole his parking spot.

But there was still a very small part of him that held love for Verosika. She was his first love, and even though their break up was messy and they held hatred for her. He still knew he would be their for him if she ever needed it.

That's how he found himself driving to the address and arriving right on time to knock at the door. He didn't know if this was a prank or not but he would soon find out.

[taleswritten]

@infernalight sent “If you interrupt me one more time— so help me god” (vox to alastor)

"Ha!" Yes, it appears Alastor is laughing in the TV demon's face at the threat that comes from him. Eyes alight with devious challenge as his head tilts at Vox, entirely too amused by his reaction to Alastor's annoying him.

He will keep pushing and prodding, it appears to be a favorite past time of his, and seeing how much he gets under Vox's skins only further encourages and amuses the radio demon.

"Or what, Vox? What will you do?" Another laugh, mocking, challenging - oh he can't wait to see how this will turn out! "Or perhaps you're all talk and no bite?" A display of sharp teeth is given next as if to tell Vox that he, on the other hand, does indeed bite.

[faithcorrupted-a]

@infernalight Dia/Vox.

Dia was working the floor that night. She was technically in charge, Val wasn't here, and the girls looked up to her as next in charge. Not that she got paid more for what she did, but she cared for the girls and the business so took on that role happily.

She had just delivered some drinks to a table before turning around and almost running into Vox, who was looking down at her. He was sure that he would be there for Valentino, but she wasn't exactly sure where he was. "The boss isn't here if you're looking for him. Think he's still at the studio."

[helluvaflames]

@infernalight

"You best get over here then, babe. Cause I'm definitely down for all three of those. I probably would have smacked ya if you chose play dead on me."