For an alternate version of himself, SHAU Val is not amused.
I wrote a little short below read more if anyone is willing to read.
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Word Count: 586
Warnings: None, unless you count someone’s inner monologue of simping.
For the sake of differentiating them, OG Val is called Val, and SHAU Val is called Tino
Tino could feel his counterpart's second pair of hands as they slithered around his waist, while the first pair gripped his shoulders, entwined with patches of sleek black fur. His own claws tingled with the urge to retaliate, to seize the other's neck and forcefully pry his hands away. Maybe even shoot a few angelic bullets while he's at it, but no, of course he couldn't do that.
A sneer curled Tino's lips in response to the other's grin, as he was pulled closer against his will.
Self-restraint had always been Tino's specialty, his defining trait. He prided himself on maintaining composure, refraining from erupting into fits of rageful tantrums and shooting up a storm. That was not who he was supposed to be.
"Why so tense?" Val teased, the smirk evident in his voice. "You and I both know that Vox is the stuck-up workaholic here, not us."
Except no, he was wrong on both accounts because, Tino is almost always up all night reviewing porno scripts and making major edits to them because his writers have no class or any artistic talent, and second Voxxy, isn't.
In all the decades he had known his own Vox, tension had never been a characteristic he ever displayed. Deciphering body language had always been Tino's forte, yet discerning Voxxy's true emotions proved to be a challenge. His smile danced between genuine warmth, malicious intent, mischievous amusement, and playful deceit. Tino recognized that the majority of the time it was a facade, but distinguishing between the different smiles has always been a daunting task.
It's a common saying that eyes are the window to the soul, but Voxxy always kept his own shut. A type of mercy he grants to others, claiming that there's no fun in bringing sinners into their cause if they just immediately kneel down the moment they locked eyes with him. Tino has never been more glad to have fucked up visual acuity, because at least he can properly bask in the glory that were the white spirals that move endlessly in Voxxy's eyes without falling into the spell of his hypnosis.
That TV head had no right to be so graceful.
Tino was broken out of his thoughts by Val's hum. Grin suddenly turned cheeky, and it was by then that Tino realized his mouth was slightly curled up into a small smile. The other just chuckles at him when the frown returns on his expression, more prominent than ever.
Val let out a snicker, tugged him closer until both of their shoulders were touching. Tino felt his own eye twitch. No doubt his white pupil had manifested from the intense emotion of anger that boils inside of him.
“Can you stop being fucking touchy.” Tino growled out, he felt a bit of his self control slip out. It was evident in his voice, it sounded too harsh, too hasty and he never would've known that he'd lose his patience faster with a version of himself.
How embarrassing.
The grin never leaves the other's face, eyes becoming half-lidded, and an eyebrow is lazily raised.
The amusement makes Tino want to sock his face even more.
The other's grip becomes tighter, and the red smoke from Val's cigarette begins to circle around him, eventually forming a hand to caress his chin. It spikes his irritation even further, and he tries his hardest to still his arms and not choke slam Val to the floor.
Tino could really use a line of coke at this point.
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Wait how easy would it be to manipulate bkg
once he has feelings for u its like the easiest thing in the world
he is just like . so desperate to be good. no one really gets the extent of how bad he wants that and he can't expose it bc its such a weak spot but god all he wants is for someone to treat him like hes good. its so isolating to be the bad guy just because he's abrasive. hes so sick of it all.
you just need to be kind. you need to be sweet. if you're a little convincing and understanding - you could probably make him do whatever. and he might resist at first but with enough time he really starts to give in. he knows its wrong, can feel it. he knows its wrong when you impose on him, force yourself even when he squirms
but there's a little, sick yet happy part of him thats eager about being wanted and that trumps those feelings. at least someone wants me. that kind of thing
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can i get a padded engie and spy fic pls?
"There!" Spy let Engineer down from the changing table.
"Now that is cute teddy bear." Spy booped Engineer's nose. Engineer giggled.
"That must feel better than what you were wearing, hmm?" Engineer nodded.
"Pway?"
"Of course, Mon Bebe."
("Mon Bebe" means "My Baby" in french! If this is not correct, please tell me so I can fix it!)
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I know everyone writes MC scared of the Brothers and Co. being evil and dangerous because DUH but... Tom is a bit different
He's never had someone care about him so much to kill a bully for him, or to hold him when he feels too small and vulnerable to handle the world outside his room.
Someone who isn't afraid or grossed out by his issues or desires.
Tom even hopes to become a Demon so he can stay at The Devildom because life in the human world is a nightmare for him. And if that doesn't work, then Tom has made it clear what he'd do next. Much to everyone's panic.
Tom always knew he'd end up in Hell, but now that he's here he never wants to leave.
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So odd question does Jeremiah get cold like I mean does he hate it or does he like does not give a crap ( and I imagine Reginald trying to keep him warm lol)
I feel like Jeremiah doesnt really care? Like he never really notices it, and rarely ever remembers that people are supposed to be warm. It's been like that all his life, and would probably only notice if his body temp suddenly dropped. Reggie DOES, in fact, try to keep him warm. He installed a heater in his room, got lots of thick blankets, and, well, Jeremiah has found out that Reggie is VERY keen on physical affection, especially hugs and cuddling
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