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Longshot, but if anyone wants to plot hmu.

#//I’m lonely af and desperate for any kind of rp interaction #. ♔ { out of drag }

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// fuck, I miss roleplaying. :////

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@archnephilia speaks the truth, y'all. We have more in-canon interaction and dialogue than RadioDust but somehow we're the 'crackship'.

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     Do me a favor. Reblog this to let your followers know you are okay with them taking time on threads and ask answers.

     Reblog if you are alright if they take anywhere from an hour to a few weeks or even a month and you’ll still wait for their reply. If you are fine with them asking you about the thread if they are stuck with ideas, or if they want to drop it. They won’t be judged for any of it.

     Respect your rp partners and their abilities to reply. We all have our schedules and free time to sit down and reply and it’s okay for them to take time! ❤

#//coming down from panic attacks and a hospital visit #// dani I’m so sorryyyyy ;; #//i promise im gonna respond

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Bring On The Men sung by Linda Eder from the First US Tour of Jekyll & Hyde at The Fox Theatre in Atlanta, GA on September 25, 1995. This version differs from the current version in which there was an extra verse right after “They break your heart/they steal your soul/take you apart/and yet they somehow make you whole” that goes “so what’s the use/why don’t we just open up the cages girls/let the tigers loose”. Right after that verse and the instrumental interlude, it goes back to the verse we’re all used to (“They break your heart/they steal your soul/take you apart/and yet they somehow make you whole/so what’s their game/I suppose a rose by any other name/the perfume and the pricks the same”). Hope everyone enjoys this!

#// tunes #// aesthetic 🕸 #// this is angel fucking dust #// i came back just for this

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. ♔✖✖✖— Ah, another attempt at starting up here again.

I’ve been feeling lonely and discouraged- if anyone would like to interact, let me knoooooww.

Art for attention purposes.~ 💕

#.?♔ { out of drag } #// mun's art #angel dust #sir pentious #sirdust #hazbin hotel

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I can’t get enough, too high to get up I keep fuckin’ up my life with rad drugs I can’t get enough, too high to get up I keep fuckin’ up my life with rad drugs

#// tunes

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#// aesthetic 🕸

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From an overlooked corner slipped a snicker, it’s culprit masked in a heavy haze of smoke from a half-finished cigarette. Ill-advised, sure, but the arachnid never had been one for safe boundaries. Angel took another drag and swaggered forth, adjusting his after-set robe with his spare set of limbs.

“‘F I had a dime for every time I heard that..” He let the comment hang in the air and die, gesturing to the book. “Bit’a light readin’..?”

Val stumbled about in his studio, trying to put a book back in the shelf. Dammit, why wouldn’t it just go in there? He cursed in his drunken state, taking a swig from his bottle of vodka while simultaneously trying to shove his book between two others adorning his case. “ Fuckin thing j-just fuckin get in there…”

“ Fuuuuck.”

#. ♔ { No Class } #.🕸 merp

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Smut Starters & Symbols

TW: explicit sexual content, some slight humiliation. Feel free to change wording, pronouns, genitalia, etc, to better fit your muse.

Send one of the following SENTENCES for my muse’s reaction:

“You’re so pretty like this.” “You’re beautiful when you’re all flushed and wanting.” “Do you want me to take you like this?” “Easy, I don’t want to hurt you.” “Slow down, slow down.” “You can be rough with me, I won’t break.” “I want to suck you off.” “I want to eat you out.” “Did you touch yourself, thinking of me?” “Please, please, touch me.” “I want to bury my face between your thighs.” “I want to touch you all night.” “Please. Please, I’ll beg, I’ll do anything you want.” “You can beg better than that, I think.” “Harder, harder–” “Fuck me until I can’t think.” “I want you to bend me over and fuck me.” “Would you let me take you here? Where anyone might see?” “I don’t usually do this - but for you, anything.” “You have such beautiful thighs.” “Be patient, I’m not going to fuck you dry, no matter how much you beg.” “Beg me for it.” “You were made for this, weren’t you?” “I think you’d stay on your knees all night if I’d let you.” “Ride me. Slowly, that’s it.” “Don’t you dare come until I give you permission.” “Ah-ah. Don’t touch me.” “Touch yourself, go on.” “I want to make you feel good.” “I love it when you moan for me.” “Come on, darling, come for me.” “Come on my fingers, that’s it.” “God, your mouth, please–” “I need you, I need your (mouth/cock/pussy/ass/fingers)–” “Shh, do you want someone to walk in on us with your cock in me?” “I’ll let you have me any way you want.” “I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.” “You’re so fucking tight.” “You feel so good.” “Kiss me, I want–please–” “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come–!” “Please let me come.” “I think I could go again, if you wanted.”

Send one of the following PROMPTS for my muse’s reaction:

[tug] - to pull my muse’s head back by the hair [throat] - to grip my muse gently but firmly by the throat [chin] - to tilt my muse’s chin up to make them look at your muse [kneel] - to kneel in front of my muse [wall] - to pin my muse to a wall [wrists] - to hold my muse down by the wrists [flip] - to flip my muse onto their stomach and hold them down [drag] - to drag my muse into yours’ lap [palm] - to rub a palm against my muse’s clothed groin [rut] - to push a knee between my muse’s thighs, against their groin [mouth] - to mouth at my muse’s groin through their pants or underwear [taste] - to have my muse taste themselves on your muse’s fingers [tongue] - to kiss my muse with tongue  [thighs] - to kiss and suck at my muse’s inner thighs [lick] - to go down on my muse  [finger] - to finger my muse [breasts] - to fondle my muse’s breasts [booty] - to fondle my muse’s ass [spank] - to spank my muse [restrain] - to tie my muse’s hands to prevent them from moving them [vibrator] - to use a vibrator on my muse [penetrate] - to fuck my muse with a cock, dildo or strap

[pants] - to make my muse come in their pants [facial] - to come on my muse’s face [inside] - to come inside my muse [risky] - to make my muse come where there’s a risk of being heard/discovered [early] - to make my muse come earlier than expected [edge] - to edge my muse/deny them orgasm [beg] - to beg my muse to let yours come

Add ‘reverse’ to any prompt for my muse to perform the action on yours instead! Alternatively, feel free to make up your own prompt even if it’s not on the list!

#.🕸 sinday prompts #. ♔ { no class } #.🕷 18+ #.🕸 comin’ back n’ startin’ the party early babes #.🕸 Hit me wit’ your best shot

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Vaggie: *carrying Charlie bridal style and talking with her calmly*

Angel Dust: *sprints past, carrying Sir Pentious over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes, while they’re both screaming*

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I would apologize, but why should I?

#// mun's art #// the time for holiday hijinks is nigh

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Can you reblog this if the mun is 18+

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. ♔✖✖✖— Iiiiiit’s Munday~

Had my drag on, heels high to heaven and I was feelin’ foine.

#. ♔ { out of drag } #munday

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                ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕊𝕠 ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕪 ℕ𝕠𝕨, 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕎𝕖?

                              Ind. Semi-Selective Sir Pentious

                                           Para/Multi-Para

                                          Constricted by E.

#// beep beep promo

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. ♔✖✖✖— Gonna try to get to some more replies after work today-! Lemme know if you wanna plot some steamy ridiculousness.

#. ♔ { out of drag } #// also available in zesty and mild ridiculousness

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Piggyback.

. ♔✖✖✖— “ ‘Kay, ah... hm. C’mere- hand over that coil..? Maybe if y’put your tail- no, no, around my waist; my waist, “ A long suffering sigh cut the spider’s spoken chain of thought, muddied focus locked on a set of red claws laced just over his faux bosom and the impending sensation of his back just waiting to be thrown out.

Probably should have considered the consequences of taking a thirteen-foot-goddamned-snake for drinks on his dime- could Pentious even get wasted enough to forget how to slither..? That would have been a wise question to ask hours ago; for all Angel knew, the inventor was just fucking with him.

One pair of quaking stilettos later, he’d managed to in the very least get the scaly behemoth off the ground, all six arms full of him- whether he could even take a step now was an entirely different matter to take up with his own inebriated judgement. “ Look babe, I like a guy with a nice ass, I really do, “ Squint, frown- no use in arguing with his own even moderately fucked up brain, the prideful bitch. “ But this is just a little fuckin’ ridiculous, innit..? “

#. ♔ { no class } #. ♔ { slithering incel } #// meme #// this snake got groceries