#zestials

[voxxcd]

  【     @zestials     】     ━━━━━━･ ❪ ⚡︎ ❫ ･━━━━━━

Vox, when setting up this meeting....well, actually he didn't think he'd get it to begin with. It's why the request had been rather vague, no specification just asking to even consider setting something up. Except now he had to set something up.

The other overlords territory, it was polite and frankly taking proper meetings at the Vee tower brought up potential issues. He didn't think they'd actually occur. He wouldn't know what to do if they did. That was part of the problem. He felt like he was walking on eggshells in his own building.

It would be much much easier to walk on eggshells in someone else's building. At this point, it'd be a damn breath of fresh air. So he kept his appointment, and unlike the last time he was here he stood and waited until he was let in.

[infernal-feminae]

@zestials liked for a post-season 2 starter!

"I feel as if I owe you an apology, my friend. I know I have disappointed you by giving into Vox's demands. I will admit I did have my own agenda in regards to agreeing...but I should have told you nonetheless."

[prnkill]

[ stitch ] sender stitches receivers wound. > :: )

this is kinda freaky ... but he likes it. a glowing, green thread pulls his battered flesh back together, wielded by the other overlord with surgical precision. there's pain, of course― but a swift bite from his arachnid partner has valentino rolling beneath it all ... [ BETTER THAN THE PILLS, ] at least, while it lasts.

val is slumped forward over the back of a chair, wing pulled back to give zestial access to the wound across his shoulder. though as the thread is pulled taut, the moth too arches backward, a moan of pain && ecstasy sung out.

❛ fuuuuck me― you're a freaky old man, you know that ? ❜ he gasps out, but finds himself chuckling all the same.

[snapshotxsinners]

💞 let them be old

𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞?

This is a shipping call! Send 💞if you're interested in shipping with my muse.

|| Let them be old while sharing tea together!!! But also fr I'd totally be up for them to interact and form something— Or for us to discuss stuff ooc if ya'll ever want to 👀✨ ||

@zestials

[voxxisms]

but the vintage aesthetic is like ancient & the white picket fence equivalent of the like ... 1600s. might accidentally download malware trying to fix him , but he's willing.

❛ five is a lot more than i might have been expecting. we have much more in common than i knew. ❜

vox relationship bingo ( accepting always! )

[grldinnr-gone]

❛   ▌┊𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 :   zestial  ( @zestials ) .

            𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇  𝐈𝐓  𝐀𝐋𝐋,  Rosie  is  a  bit  of  a  hopeless  romantic.  She  loves  the  process  of  courtship,  the  journey  of  two  people  becoming  closer  and  attaching  themselves  to  one  another  in  a  way  only  two  unrepentant  demons  can.  Love  is  a  type  of  consumption,  her  mother  had  told  her  once  and  Rosie  had  carried  that  mantra  with  her  ever  since  —  perhaps  to  an  extreme  degree,  given  her  inclinations.

            With  eight  failed  marriages  under  her  belt,  Rosie  hadn't  been  particularly  eager  to  try  for  a  ninth.  Then  Zestial  had  shown  up  at  her  personal  home,  a  bouquet  of  wonderfully  grotesque  flowers  in  hand.  She's  always  rather  liked  the  Overlord,  but  even  she  is  shocked  at  this  turn  of  events.

❝   Zestial,  what  are  you  —  are  these...  for  me?   ❞

[snapshotxsinners]

::)

Blushes cause the whole bingo card was filled out by such a handsome fella.

@zestials

[spidersins]

@zestials overlord starter bc i'm a mess and forgot to do it sooner

angel lounged in his chair as he waited for the meeting to begin, idly running his fingertips along the barrel of the gun holstered at his side. all eight eyes scanned the other overlords gathering, when his gaze settled on an unfamiliar face.

he exuded power. he could feel it from across the room, his eyes narrowing as he studied the unfamiliar overlord, unable to stop a small shiver running through himself, raising the fine fur along his arms.

as the meeting began, angel paid it little mind, his focus zeroing in on the new overlord. he watched every subtle movement, every slight twitch, cataloguing the demon's mannerisms and behaviours like a predator assessing its prey.

finally, the meeting was over. angel was on his feet in an instant, hips swaying as he sauntered towards the striking demon. he flashed his most winnings smile, lips parting to reveal his fangs.

❛ i didn't get a chance ta introduce myself before the meetin' started. angel dust, mafia overlord. ❜