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❝Just concede and give in to your inner demons again... ❞

Indie private single-muse blog to hell's most famous spider, Angel Dust. Mastermind behind the blog is Kanami. She/Her. 30+.

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Half way done the revamp! Pinned and a rules rewrite will be later~ Changed a lot of character shipping statuses between my two blogs, sand heavily considering capping radiodust ships at 2 (max 3).

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Hiatus

I've been quiet, so I figured I'd go ahead and announce it. I have little to no muse for this fandom at the moment. And wanted to come back more when my two friends do. As muse hits, I'll likely be selective with what I do.

[kazakhfury]

fertilitasetmortem:

If u ship ur muse with my muse PLEASE FUCKING TELL ME because I might also ship it but I would be sitting there like, welp, I would do this, but I don’t know if they like it.

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Not fully back yet, so tiny times I'm around may random do things.

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Post Reply! ~ X

@hellsgreatestperformance asked: It's probably too early for me to comment but if we get the chem, Angel is doing all of this, just saying~

"You could feed me anyway, dear, regardless of how our bond develops. I'm always hungry for a meal."

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「🕸️ ❝ Did I hear ya right? Ya want me ta feed ya, Smiles?~ Well, I'll have ya 'no I make a mean lasagna that'll have yer mouth waterin'. ❞ He leans in. ❝ So, what ya in the mood fer?~ ❞ 」

[evenceflux18]

Hi everyone! I am opening my whimsical commissions for 15$+ per protrait again!🥹💜 need funds for my internship! Feel free to message me or leave a emoji if you want to consider commissioning me someday ahhhh!💚

[vadoodlevee]

Lmao

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@onlyheartaches

「🕸️ Based on what the spider had seen, Alastor was a tough son of a bitch that no one should dare cross. Which meant if the guy was willing to lend a hand to one of the hotel residents, he was just the guy for the job.

❝ Hiya, Smiles~ How's 'bout doin' a lil' favor fer yer favorite spider?~ ❞ Out of habit, his tone likely came across as flirtatious, but he wasn't flirting with the handsome radio demon this time. He set his drink down on the bar and made sure no one was within earshot. He guessed Husk was fine, so long as he didn't rat him out to Miss Goody Two-Shoes.

❝ I got a lil' somethin' that needs takin' care 'f. An' it involves gettin' yer hands dirty. let's just say I 'no a few chumps that fuckin' owe me, an' I plan ta collect. If murderin' some degenerates ain't satsifyin' enough, I'll owe ya. Just no freaky shit that'll get me in trouble wit' toots. This shit's already on the downlow, capisce. ❞ He didn't really wanna discuss what this was all about since it was personal.

Angel was capable of handling some dicks on his own, but a little backup never hurt. He'd be outnumbered by their group, so having a strong Overlord like Alastor would make this a piece of cake. Plus, he practically knew everyone in this place except this guy, minus the common knowledge. ❝ So, what d'ya say? ❞ 」

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First and foremost, I tend to share a good amount of lore with @hellsgreatestshow & @hellsgreatestgame. Even though my characters may differ in certain places, certain lore is credited to both of them. With this in mind, Colie has written her post and has given me permission to borrow the things that also apply to our duplicate muses. P.S. She made these awesome banners and will be credited. Her post! She has a better grasp of writing this than I do.

Hi everyone! It's been a while since I've been here, and I do plan to return. I would like to take the moment to first state that this will not be my primary account, but my secondary. I have collected the threads I'll continue. I will be updating Carrd, editing some rules, sometime soon, and my pinned post. But before I start writing, I think it's best to discuss S2. I've enjoyed reading the bits and pieces you've all written. We all have differing opinions on the season. It's alright to agree and/or disagree with me. I'm not sure if it's too soon to write spoilers, so everything is under the cut that'll apply to my muses. Please note that just because certain things change for my own muses, I can respect those who wish to follow the canon with theirs or have their own headcanons. I'm open to discussing.

I personally have gripes with S2 and some of the portrayals of certain characters. I'm not entirely thrilled with the direction, but I had two particular things that I refuse to follow for my own versions. However, there are things from this season I did enjoy. Nothing can make me hate Angel, and Cherri is hot af. I'll discuss individually with the muses that are affected. Like my friends, I would say my muse's stories diverge following the battle at the hotel from S1.

Also, I just picked up Val, so no section yet, but I don't subscribe to a narrative of him doing this and suddenly being redeemable. My own Val was protecting himself and his people. It was do or die. He didn't suddenly care about Charlie and co. Also, my Adam's main verse is a sinner, so he's not technically gone. He just lives in hell now in the hotel with his bitches (flock of demon seagulls). Also, my Michael is in Heaven and is not pleased by S1 events. If he even thinks Vox is up to something, if he meets him, he will want to step on him. I may discuss season thoughts, but if not, you can always message me.

ANGEL He is my baby, so he goes first! I adore him. I enjoyed him last season and this season AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON HIS SWEATER!!! I love it! Getting to see him as a drag queen makes me happy, and I already have an overlord verse with it. You bet your ass my boy is doing this regardless. I'm even open to the hypnosis thing from Vox. I've literally had an interest in this with his Vox, where Val tells Angel he's being controlled out of pure jealousy. I also accept the lore of his father dying by his hand. My take on it is that Angel defended himself.

In my lore, which I may need to alter, a bar he's at gets raided, and the police bribe his father for money. His sexuality is a sin in the mob, and his father plans to handle the shame behind closed doors without telling the family anything. Angel defends himself from his father and frames a rival family. This creates fear and guilt, which increases his drug usage, which leads to his overdose. Depending on the verse will depend on if Angel ever goes back to Val. I understand the importance, believe me, I do, but I can't apply something that isn't always going to be relevant.

CHERRI I don't have much to say about her since she's still such a brand-new main now. Her living at the hotel or not is verse dependent. My own Cherri runs a fight club called "Cherri's Pit" where sinners and hellborn alike can kick the shit out of each other with rules. I just need to really check up on my post. My Cherri has no romantic interest in Pentious, and I will not be applying that canon to her. Sorry, it's just not my ship.

VELVETTE Actually, not sure where I diverge cause I've loved her all season. I just wanted to mention my death idea for her since I'm slow with posts. Based on the fact that we see she's a doll and can fall apart, I like the idea of her live-streaming in life and a fan killing her live with fans puzzled. After the stream ended, she was dismembered by the same crazed fan. Fan, stalker, or enemy, if it changes, I'll update.

VOX I adore evil Vox. He probably would be up to trying to take Heavem (my Michael muse waiting at the gates to step on him). Like one of my friends, I don't really mind him being the evil we saw. I'm chill with the manipulation. He would want to capture Alastor. Obsession or not, mine would happily spite him like "yah, bitch, bet you wish you were on the winning team now, loser!" As my friend does, he has built his systems off of Al's concepts, much to Al's dismay. He even spies through his voxtek. Your privacy is his privacy now. He will use people for his own gain. He can care, but he can also dispose. I'm also not thrilled with him being a serial killer to make his way to the top. Alastor wannabe...Not entirely sure what I'm doing yet, but no serial killer or cult thing.

ALASTOR He's more of a minor muse for me, and thanks to the help of my friends, he will follow the headcanons listed on his post. Like killing his abusive father because no one mistreats his mama. A big thing I personally loathe so far is Alastor having a deal with Rosie. Mine will never. It will be solely to @hellsgreatestshow's Lilith. Universally for all of my own muses, Rosie will never be Lilith or Ro in disguise. Even though I am not for this with my own Al, I can respect someone else's going by this lore. I may even be open to it, given the right circumstances with a Rosie writer. LUCIFER I'm just gonna be so for real, they did him so dirty this season, and I'm still upset. He's not that stupid! I do borrow some lore from my friend, and he is literally a fallen angel and the disgraced King of Hell. Man literally is hell. No him, no that. Buddy can smack a sinner all he wants. He wants to deck Vox, then buddy needs a new screen. He can absolutely hurt sinners. I am the most upset over him this season...He is not a joke. He will fuck you up! He deserved more respect. The reason he doesn't mess sinners up is because these motherheckers come back. And he's not just gonna go around and tear their souls out. He will punish them, though. I love the idea that he also just doesn't wanna strain his relationship further with Charlie by killing them when she's trying so hard to save them. Also, if Vox is gonna do his whole evil thing, then he doesn't wanna ensite a war and make him right. Like Lu might be open to war in Heaven, but not through stupidity.

For me, I think this is about it unless something else comes to mind. I really like following the lore from @hellsgreatestshow & @hellsgreatestgame, but I am open to other things for verses. Communication is key.

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「🕸️ ❝ Sore ain't even the word. ❞ He was prepared to ignore Val's texts and calls all day tomorrow since it was his scheduled day off. Compared to earlier, this was actually relaxing. No one grabbing his ass or smacking him around. Sometimes he'd kill just to have a boring, ordinary ( as ordinary as you could get in hell ) day. Sure, he liked(?) and was accustomed to the shit thrust on him during shoots, but sometimes he fantasized about, well, this. Just one day to be treated like more than a whore.

He leaned back and glanced at him when directed. ❝ If that's what ya want, Boxy. ❞ He shifted a little. ❝ So, is this really 'bout my numbers? Or did ya miss me? Y' 'no, Boxy, ya look real hot right now~ Kind 'f smug too. Ain't ya gonna tell me 'bout yer day? ❞ 」

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There was no doubt that the day had been full of issues. There was nothing quite like Valentino at his peak and Angel was Val's favorite toy target. There was only so much that was possible given their predicament. This was the closest to true comfort her could offer the spider. He did sign everything away to Valentino. Vox's hand pulled him closer. "Poor thing." He brushed his finger over Angel's jaw. His screen shifted the pixels flashed for a moment his eyes flickered a cloudy look gone in a frame.

A dark chuckle came from the overlord as his fingers brushed over Angel's pulse point before going lower to the fluff on his chest. "So easy." He mused to himself. "Is that what you want?" For Vox to waste time talking.

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「 🕸️He always reminded himself that enduring Val was his own misfortune since he signed that fucking contract. He was promised fame, comfort, and a life he couldn't have dreamed of before his untimely death. He thought his realtionship with Val would be everything he desired. It had felt like someone understood him in this hellhole ( since he couldn't lean on Molly anymore and hadn't met Cherri yet ). Down here, he actually could date another guy and not have to give a shit what anyone else thought. He could experience the bliss he had heard countless housewives claim to have. The thought of going out on dates and being spoiled had made him giddy. The idea of being managed by someone you thought could trust that supposedly loved you, felt safe. He felt like he could actually be himself, but it was all bullshit. Everyone wanted the persona he had built, the thing he hid behind to protect himself. And Val had become an increasingly dangerous nightmare. And he was accustomed to his own pity parties, but hated when anyone invited themselves. And he refused to throw one while in the presence of an overlord. Especially one that worked beside his abuser.

Would Vox even understand? He was a rich billionaire with his own company. He could hire whom he wanted, fire whom he wanted, sneeze into a wad of cash, and still have plenty. Admittedly, outside of having the press on your ass and people to manage, he had no idea what troubles this guy might actually have. Did he have anyone who pushed him around? Practically controlled everything he did? Any control Smiles had over him didn't count since it was some fucked up thing between them or something based on their history. Someone like Vox owned people. He had money and power. He saw the way he waltzed around with authority, like he owned every room, and the people inside were mere peasants. He seemed to exude confidence and ego, and take exactly what he wanted without hesitation. Or seemingly so. So, no, he doubted he would understand.

❝ Why's it sound like yer mockin' me? ❞ Despite his unimpressed expression, it felt...safe being held so close. To have his fingers comfortingly trail along his jaw. A sensation the spider felt tempted to melt into. He craved that security. And despite what he led people to believe about him, sometimes this is all he wanted. Just to be close to someone like this. Just to be boring for a bit. To feel a way he rarely got to feel, but the last time he allowed himself to feel...vulnerable, he got hurt. Fuck, he could hear his grandfather's voice mocking him right now. Why was Vox treating him so gently? Because of Val? Because of his success in the porn industry? If someone surpassed him, would the overlord still treat him the same? It's not like his soul was on the market, although what was Val's likely was Vox's. Behind the scenes, the overlords he had seen treated their contratees like garbage ( minus Al, from his perspective). So what exactly did this one want? He needed to know, but fuck, was outright asking terrifying. How could he be sure he wouldn't be lied to...again?

So easy...

Those two words shot through his chest like an aimed arrow. The twisted, gut-wrenching feeling, immediate. What did that mean? Based on where his hand currently was, the answer felt so obvious. And it was his own fault for that. If you acted like a whore then you'd get treated like one. Dozens of hell's residents called him that specific word. Whore was his image. And whore's were easy. Maybe he was overthinking it. But it also made sense. Vox could practically have any piece of meat except Alastor in his quarters. There were plenty of porn stars in Val's court for Vox to choose from. But if he wanted the best, then that's where he fell into. After all, he was Val's favorite. But if a quick bang was all this was, then why hide it from Val? Couldn't Vox just ask to borrow him?

His chest still stung from those two words. They usually never hurt anymore, since usually nobodies were the ones trying to degrade him. The fact that Vox was different made him nervous. What did he actually think of him? His upper arms wrapped around the overlord's neck, whilst his lower hands rested beside the overlord's waist. Telling him no, giving a little smirk, and saying something like, ' I want you to fuck me, daddy,' would be effortless. That was what Vox wanted, right? That's what they all wanted, right? That's what he himself wanted, right? To get drunk and fuck until Vox went limp? To numb whatever Val had put him through this time? It would be so easy to do what was expected of him. To do it each and every time to hold this guy's attention until he finally got bored. Because it was less risky than letting him in.

But as he gazed downwards at him, his lower hands gently gripped the ends of his coat and slightly trembled. None of that. If he was being truthful, then he didn't want any of that. He didn't just want to be easy. He didn't want him to only see the image everyone else did. He didn't want to be fucked, then sent back to the hotel. What was the point? He barely felt comfortable there anymore. And if it wasn't that, it was because he wanted to be here more. Something he never thought he'd feel because Val was also here. How fucked up was he to want to see the guy who kept his abuser on payroll? But he did. he liked seeing his stupid, handsome face. And his stupid hat. And he stupidly liked the attention he received from him. He liked it when Vox took time to zap travel to his dressing room. He liked the times Vox would show up out of nowhere when Val got all pissy.

But why? Why was this overlord so interested in him? What did he want? To keep him happy because he technically worked for him? To sleep with the famous porn star because he could? To eventually butter him up enough that he'd spy on Alastor for him? Because...there was a stupid part of his brain that actually wanted to believe that maybe just maybe the overlord actually liked him. Him. A sinner who was beneath him. Whose only status was fame. That was it. Nothing else made him special. He could never compare to an overlord. So to think he could actually mean something to him...could it be true? Because that's what he wanted. He just wanted Vox to like him. To see what almost everyone else couldn't. But would he actually like him?

He pressed his face against Vox's shoulder. ❝ An' what if it is? Yuh gonna tell me? 'Cause I might wanna 'no what yer thinkin'. Unless yer just aimin' ta bang. ❞ He almost regretted being honest, scared that something so domestic would be perceived as boring. Maybe he should have just been a whore. Kept himself safe. Kept things familiar. But he wanted to know whatever Vox would actually share with him. He knew compared to Val and Vel he'd likely get bits and pieces, especially on the business end. But it had been nice when he opened up a little about Alastor over the demon's wedding. It felt like he had finally gotten a glimpse into the man's mind. Like Vox had shown him, a piece of his vulnerability. It had felt like Vox trusted him enough to do so. For all he knew, it hadn't meant anything to him. He never asked. But it had meant something to him.

He was jealous of Alastor. Funny, since he never saw that coming. But the Radio Demon knew things he didn't. He had a history with Vox. Even if he didn't know everything, he knew enough. And he envied him. It wasn't fair since Alastor didn't even care. Yet Vox still made some odd effort with the guy. If Alastor asked him things, would Vox tell him anything he wanted? Or were there boundaries? Would Vox tell Alastor more than he would ever tell him? Did he want Alastor more? Even though he was married? He didn't really know Rachael, but she seemed nice enough. And Alastor wasn't giving her up for Vox. He guessed Alastor really loved and cared for her. He felt guilty for being jealous of them. It's not like he really knew much about them, but he could see the way they looked at each other. He really wished Vox would look at him like that. Sure, Charlie and Vaggie were all lovey-dovey, but Vox wasn't trying to get in their pants.

He just wanted to mean something special to him, but he didn't want to say it. 」

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"I did. Full permission. Suck it." Cherri cackled. "Ugh, how dare you bring up that prick's name on y'time off. That fuckhead calls, y'better sit on your phone n' get off to that shit. Can't get over what a needy bitch he is-" It's all fun and games until it's not but the moth was nowhere near. "Oh who the fuck cares what Miss Vagina thinks? I don't go here, n' you could stand to cut loose."

Opening the bag, the throws a few of the pills into her mouth and swallowed dry.

"Abs on screen, babe."

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「🕸️ ❝ Yuh, bitch. That's cheatin'! But what am I suckin'? ❞ He wiggles his eyebrows, clearly teasing. He always felt at ease with her. Like all the stress from work just washed away. ❝ Yuh 'no how many orgasms I could 'ave if I did that? Fuck, I'd need someone ta carry me. An' I 'no a sexy, tall demon ta do so. But I ain't in the mood ta get rejected. ❞ He popped a few in and sighed as he slumped against the sofa. ❝ Yuh wanna go out? I got all this money ta burn, an' I'd fuck someone fer a drink right now. ❞」

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@poppedch3rri ( X )

「🕸️ ❝ Watch it, bitch. Who said ya could call me out like this?! ❞ But she was right. He'd live through the torture of these idiots to see the hot men. A curse, really. ❝ Fuckin' finally. I'd rather watch this garbage than listen ta Val. Lukcy fer me, the dumb fucka' can't count, so yer fav spiderr's got some extra allowance to blow. ❞ And why wouldn't he treat his bestie? He grinned, seeing the party favors. ❝ Ya 'no me too well, suga' tits. But keep it on the down low, Vagina's got a nose fer this shit. ❞ 」

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@hellsgreatestshow @hellsgreatestgame

「🕸️ ❝ Quit flirtin' wit' my man, Smiles! Fer fuck's sake, this is the third time he's creamed his pants cause 'f yuh! That's it, I'm kickin' yer ass. ❞ 」

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@hellsgreatestshow

「🕸️ ❝ Hey, Short King. Ya got a minute? Got a lil' somethin' ta show ya. ❞ He approaches the king with all four hands behind his back. The smirk on his lips transformed into a regular smile as he revealed four puppets: Charlie, Vaggie, Lucifer, and himself. And, no, they were far from basic in appearance. He had worked hard on them, even using his own silk to stitch them ( to add a little love, but that was no one's business ). He had an Alastor and a Husk one, too.

❝ Ain't they cute? Principessa said I should do somethin' creative. Since I like ta sew, she kept sayin' puppets. Guess she's got a thin' fer em. ❞ But he really had liked the idea once he sat down and got to work on sketching the designs. Sure, half-assing it would be easy, but she had been so excited to see his creations that he couldn't bring himself to disappoint her.

❝ As yuh can see, Principessa's got her classic smile, the braid, but if ya piss her off, ya got another thin' comin. ❞ He showed how, with a certain pull, horns would emerge from her forehead like a badass demon. Once they retracted, she would have her adorable smile again. He had other ideas, but this was first. ❝ Eh, Vagina just scowls. ❞ Hers was a work in progress. He skipped over his own right now so he could show Lucifer the one he made of him.

It has his signature hat and cane. He tried to get every last detail he could correct. ❝ Like Charlie's, yers gets horns when he's all worked up. Oh, and my favorite part! ❞ He took the hat off. Underneath was a tiny duck. ❝ Since ya like ducks so much, I thought I'd put one under yer hat. I'm thinkin' 'f makin' some improvements. These are just prototypes. ❞

❝ So, what d'ya think? ❞ 」