#populied

[overlordish]

𝐕𝐎𝐗, 𝐓𝐎 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄: "and we don't like her? right, okay, fuck that bitch then."

velvette throws up her hands, the charms on her pointed nails clicking together in time. "uh, thank you! i've been saying she's a putrid little engagement-sink this entire fucking time!" with a flick of her wrist, velvette drags a thick purple cross through the girl's simpering face on vox's big screen (one of them, the one that's most important, the one he hooks her up to during meetings). "val won't say anything to her 'cause of her giant fucking tits, vee. look at- look at this, right," she leans over, pulling up a bedazzled graph. the findings may be doctored, but vox fucking loves graphs. chances are he's already rock hard and open-eared. "she's tanking our fucking views, babe. kill the bitch and get it over with." @populied.

[starpotentia1]

Q   :   QUESTION. would your muse ask the big question or expect their partner to? (and would she even want to get married for that matter); U   :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day? [from the valentine's meme!]

now playing ... valentine's day alphabet, ft. @populied

Q   :   QUESTION. would your muse ask the big question or expect their partner to? (and would she even want to get married for that matter)

i went into if she'd want to get married here, so, if it were to happen: she'd want her partner to ask. putting aside that she almost never makes the first move anyway ( can't be rejected if you don't </3 ), she secretly loves the idea of having a romantic proposal and someone going to the effort of making it really special for her.

U   :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?

oh yes. she hasn't had very many serious relationships but the big one she did have when she was alive really shattered her, and it's the main reason why she's as flighty and unstable with relationships as she is now.

V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

it's a great time to go bar-hopping and stock up on discounted chocolate the next day! if she's in a serious relationship, she likes to do something nice for her partner(s) and would enjoy if they did the same for her, but she's been single for most valentine's days in her life and afterlife so 9 times out of 10, it's just another day.

[badcard]

𝐕𝐎𝐗, 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: "lies are not something i want to get caught up in." / VOXHOUSE ME WHEN I LIE

"better tell that to your woman." house makes a vague, one-handed gesture. he doesn't remember her name, that long-legged broad on the tv, but he sure remembers her voice. "slick little broadcast you got there. covers so much, so fast." he raises an eyebrow over the rim of his glass, letting the implication sit. when a story blooms every minute, the voices with the power to verify stop being able to keep up. house swallows his drink down, a low 'mm' in his throat. "that an all-day thing yet, or just most of it?" @populied.

[overlordish]

𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓, 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑: "i've been trying to be open." / and if i manspread manipulate manwhore you into murdermedia ....

"i can't say i see why this is where you draw the line, vincent." alastor sits on his haunches, crisp white shirt buttoned back at his elbows. this process does make quite a mess, he'll admit, but the both of them don't much read as men who loathe to get their hands dirty. "as a boy i was always told 'waste not, want not' - is that not a lesson they see fit to impart on you over in the midlands?" his head tilts, something coy and just this side of antagonistic sitting at the corner of his upturned mouth. "no matter. if we dilly-dally by teaching you basic ettiquette, we'll be here all night, and i do prefer to get all this tidied up before the witching hour."

he hums a laugh at his own private joke, leaning over the sticky sigils once more, elevated by one firm hand planted between the bloodied lines of the thing. "be a dear and nudge that candle just a tad to my left, hm?" alastor says, sweet as anything, before dipping two light fingers into the chest of the dead man at his hip. "this is going to need one last coat." @populied.

[overlordish]

𝐕𝐎𝐗, 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌: "don't play me like i'm fucking dumb." / and @ adam LMAO

"dude, fucking chill out." adam hasn't raised his voice the entire time. that's something he has over these sad little freaks from the pride ring; they love yelling, like being louder reminds him how important they're supposed to be. adam wipes the corner of his mouth with his wrist, then gestures somewhere over vox's shoulder in search of a napkin for his fingers. "you tried these? take a couple. you're not you when you're a hangry little bitch."

he shifts lazily, kicking both feet up onto vox's desk. "i don't need to fuckin' be here. you know that, right? could just wipe your whole ugly-ass city off of the map if i felt like it." when it's clear no one's bringing him a napkin - fuck, no table service? - he shrugs and reaches for another wing, tearing flesh from bone with a low, sliding rip. "you keep getting all pissy and i'm outski. like, donezo, upstairs, bye-bye." @populied.

[overlordish]

@populied:

he doesn't know why alastor insists on speaking in riddles. he has this theory that alastor knows nothing he's saying is all that interesting, and he has to compensate for that by forcing his listeners to solve a puzzle every time he speaks. not that it's hard for vox, but you know, it's pretty fucking unnecessary. thinking about the vees makes it easier to focus on what can pass for a compliment and not how much he hates this pretentious ass man -- "her name is velvette. and velvette is very talented, pulls in more viewers within two minutes of starting a stream -- that means going live, old man -- than your little show does all week! and she doesn't even need to use cheap gimmicks! i'll pass the compliment onto her, not that it means much coming from you."

alastor's smile trembles with glee. "i'd expect she pulls more viewers than i do, vincent - you know, with my show being audible?" the tiniest pitfall alastor could imagine, yet big enough even still for him to plant both stubborn feet inside. "i dread to think you've been tuning in on occasion hoping to feast your eyes. no matter, at least you know now!"

he drags the heel of his shoe along the floor, a soft rasp of noise he hopes starts to grate after a while. the speakers amplify it just enough to have the room itself whispering over their shoulders. "i'll tell her myself, no doubt. your little friends flit around in search of stimulation a fair bit. they're rather fascinating conversationalists. not because they're very clever, you understand, but because they're so willing to spill."

[badcard]

𝐕𝐎𝐗, 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: that's not gonna work for me. / voxhouse evil negotiations (:<

hour four's closing in rapidly. the thing about the both of them is that no stone can truly be left unturned; every time the conversation lulls, a new pit is spat straight out in full view. house leans back in his chair, one hand loose around his sweating glass. "lotta things don't work for you. including my girls."

"you got enough shiny things, don't you?" house is careful to ease his voice into something calm. curious, even, if he were to commit just a little further. "they spill out once filming's through. i see 'em." the overhanging tower that blasts light into his backyard is full of tittering mites in faux fur and thin straps, all of them trained and ready for the flash of a bulb. "no sense in bein' difficult. i promise you, kid, it'll take your little starlets less time to learn a couple hands than it will to media train my staff." @populied.

[anviled]

🫧 Why did you pick this particular muse?; 🍑 What is something you hyperfocus on in your portrayal?

very specific munday questions

🫧 Why did you pick this particular muse? honestly when i first watched the show nothing about it really clicked for me except for carmilla. i’m such a sucker for characters who are soft underneath a sharp exterior, especially when that character is a middle aged woman.

her motivations in canon are pretty clear, protect what’s hers, but i got really fixated on the why behind that. what shaped her into someone so guarded? what did she lose? how much of her restraint is strength versus fear? i love peeling back the layers and exploring that, because there’s so much about her that’s implied but never fully expanded upon.

🍑 What is something you hyperfocus on in your portrayal? i’d say i tend to focus on what she’s not saying. the pauses, the way her body language shifts. she’s someone who feels very deeply but filters everything through her mask of composure so i’m constantly trying to think about the emotion underneath it.