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Husk doesn’t lead the way, he lifts Angel up into his arms like he’s something precious and carries him there. Kisses and cuddles before gently setting him down on the edge of the tub and telling him to plug the drain. An easy enough task, it looks to be a lever above the faucet–and once it’s plugged, Angel even goes so far as to start getting the water to temperature.

Not too hot, not too cold, well above lukewarm though. Has his toes in the water as it slowly climbs the basin.

“Ya know, fucking you every Saturday night is fun, but how about a real date?” “For real…? Sure!

He can remember how over the moon he’d felt at that time. Can almost feel the kisses to his shoulder that had come afterwards. His fingers find them absently as he sits there, waiting for Husk to come back.

husk huffed a breath when angel nuzzled his face into his palm, offering him a smile. he let his palm cup his face, brushing his fingers back through white hair. his other hand lifting, knuckle wiping at the tears still coming. despite what had happened, husk still has that look of fondness in his eyes.

husk takes the risk of moving forward, tucking his hand under angel's knees and the other on his back, lifting him into his arms with somewhat ease. wasn't heavy, just a bit long. he pressed kisses to his temple as he carried him off to the bathroom, where he set him at the edge of a very large tub.

            ❝ mind pluggin' the tub and startin' the water ? let me get some of that stuff kimi gave me, ya' can pick. ❞ husk kissed angel's forehead before he moved away, towards the bathroom's linen closet.

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NEW LVL UP PRINT IS EVERYTHING

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Sleepy lunar Striker. Inspired by the new Merch Drop. 😌

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#tbt strikermay #{ soundtrack } #{ aesthetic ;; sallie may } #Spotify

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A bath…? Tears still skating from eyes wide and surprised, Angel nods his answer slowly. Wants to ask if Husk will be joining him but doesn’t want it to seem sexual or that he might not want him to. Because it’s neither of those things.

He might not be ready to be touched sexually again just yet, but he wants him close. Wants those hands on him in other ways. Gentler ways.

Catching one of Husks hands–marveling at how much larger they are than his–he brings it up to kiss. Can still smell the lust between them and it’s grounding to nuzzle his face into the overlord's palm.

"Lead the way, handsome~"

husk's wings fluffed up behind him when angel pushed back his hands, buried into his chest and dug claws in. mild shock sweeps across his face for a moment, not quite expecting angel to beg for him to stay. he thought he had fucked up, that angel would want his space━ had prepared himself for that. but no, angel was begging him to stay and he sounded so . . . sad.

            ❝ baby . . . i'll stay. ❞ husk purred, bringing his hands back up to gently rub at angel's back. annika should be on the floor already, so husk knew there wasn't anything to worry about there. hands pause as husk presses a kiss to the top of angel's head, and he gently moved the other out of the fur of his chest. one hand comes up, running back through angel's hair.

            ❝ how's a bath sound ? i think i got some of kimi's scented stuff lyin' around . . . ❞ kimi had bitched at husk before about relaxing, gifted him some bubble bath and bath bombs and such━ he never used them, sticking to showers usually, but right now it sounded like a perfect idea to help angel relax.

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Continued for @mothvalentino from this

Angel hissed in frustration, it had to be willful ignorance at this point, right?

“So you’re not going to listen. You’re just going to pick and choose what you hear so it gives you an excuse to break up with me." That's what this is, right? An excuse to leave?

"Fine, but I’m saying my piece anyway.” One sharply manicured finger poked into the moth’s chest as the spider returned his glower, lower arms crossed as he expressed with his upper arms.

“First off; I said he was beautiful, I said he was my type, I said I COULD have fallen in love with him. I fell in love with YOU first, you stupid fuck. I did not LIE, I didn’t tell you about my first impression of Vox because it didn’t matter. It was a fucking peace offering of information to try and balance the scales of you telling me you love me first and he knows that.

Second, you sought me out first! Dosed me, remember? Big long heart to heart? Said we needed more communication? Then, the next time we met up you told me about that dream of yours, the one with all of us together? Sue me, I saw an opportunity to work on that and I took it.

Third; he sought me out–agreed to pay me twice my annual salary just to hear him out–because he was fucking worried about YOU. He loves you so much he’s willing to leave you to make you fucking happy! I climbed into his lap because he was having a panic attack! It was the only thing I could think of to get him out of it! And you know what we talked about after that? YOU! YOU STUPID FUCKING FUCK! You and that fucking dream of yours!” Bluster blown out he sighed and started to gather his purse.

“But sure, you’re right I guess, this was totally just Vox and I sneaking around behind your back and not Brandon trying to cause trouble by sending you an out of context clip of a conversation I would have told you about afterwards anyway.” Leaning to kiss him just to spite him, he heads for the door.

“You want me, you know where to find me.” Almost tells him to bring cash just to twist the knife harder–wants him to hurt as much as this hurts him.

Slamming the door behind him, he manages a few steps down the hall before his legs give out, adrenaline and heartbreak catching up with him and collapsing him against the wall.

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Hands on his face are as soft and gentle as the voice murmuring to him. Tilting his head up to press a kiss to it, then his own and it practically hurts. Has tears skating down his cheeks into Husks waiting grasp before he’s pushing past those large hands and burying his face into his chest.

Claws digging with a different kind of desperation into the other’s back as he offered to leave. But he didn’t want him to leave; had been enjoying himself before all this had happened.

“Stay…” He begged, sounding much more pitiful than he meant to.

“Please stay…”

husk is waiting patiently for permission, watching angel carefully. he can see he's still tense, lips trembling, still afraid. and it's painful for husk in its own way━ they were starting over, weren't they ? history repeating itself, and husk had to play it safe. he wasn't viktor anymore━ wasn't sure he could be again.

            ❝ you're alright, baby. i promise. ❞ but he'd try, because this had happened before━ he'd hold angel's face like he had when they were alive, tilt his head up so he could place a gentle kiss to his forehead. let his head drop, press their foreheads together. being closer to angel now, his tail had flicked up, wrapping around angel's ankle as if it had a mind of its own.

            ❝ tell me what ya' need from me. i can go . . . ? ❞ husk spoke in a hushed voice, a voluntary purr in his throat━ hoping the noise could be comforting in one way or another.

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She says yes and drags him into a kiss, and he can’t stop the laugh that escapes him. Hands catching her waist and lifting her from the floor to spin around–because she’d said yes! Bitched about her makeup and cursed at him, but she’d said YES!

She’s going to be his wife!

Pulling out of the kiss, he peppers her face with kisses, finishing with her forehead before pressing his own to it.

“Yeah, but you’re perfect just like this…it’s perfect…” Then he added with a cheeky teasing grin–

“And I’m your problem now, provided Husk doesn't murder me.”

confused red eyes are watching the other carefully. she can see he's anxious, nervous about something kimi couldn't quite put together━ that look softening as his hands held her cheeks. her hands coming up to hold onto his wrists even as he squished her face, resulting in a pout from the small sinner.

and then mel clarified what exactly he was trying to say, and kimi felt like her heart was gonna leap out of her chest. realization slowly creeped onto her face, her eyes widening up at him. then she squeezed his hands.

            ❝ now ? you're asking me that now ? puta madre ! ❞ kimi squeaked out, bringing her hands away from mel to her now messed up make up.

            ❝ yes, of course, yes━ but when my make up's running, seriously ? you're the worst, mel ! ❞ a half-hearted complaint interrupted by a grin and teary eyes, her hands reaching up to drag him back down and kiss his lips.

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He’s so sweet it hurts. So much sweeter than anything Angel can remember, except–

“Hey, hey, we can stop it’s okay– “I don’t want to stop, I’m sorry I just– I didn’t mean to–” “Anthony, only one of us is crying, you don’t need to apologize to me…”

Vision swimming through his tears, his lips tremble as he presses them together. Hates himself for wishing Viktor was here–as much as Husk reminds him of him. Wishes he felt safe–with how hard Husk was trying to make sure he knew he was. Even so the movement catches his eye. Doesn’t flinch again or pull away, but he’s watching him warily. Dichromatic eyes following his motions before snagging on his fingers. Watches them hesitate as he reaches for him before asking for permission. 

No one ever asked for permission. His answer is a slow nod.

            ❝ only one of is cryin’. i got too aggressive s’all, and i’m sorry. ❞ husk repeated, attempting to reinforce the idea— there was nothing wrong with angel backing out, especially if husk had done something to make him think he should. he took the risk of leaning close to angel, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple.

            ❝ gettin’ uncomfortable ain’t ruinin’ it, alright ? don’t worry so hard about it. ❞ it’s so clear on husk’s face that he isn’t upset by any of it— a little disappointed maybe, but he’s not holding it against angel. watching him with a fond, gentle gaze and doing what he could to try and ease angel’s nerves.

husk stood from his seat on the bed, stretching his back and wings— kneeling and bending over like that would do a number on his back later. a soft hum, and husk is looking back to angel. a hand comes out, but husk hesitates— pulls it away.

            ❝ . . . can i touch ya’, baby ? ❞

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Fizzarolli and Ozzie's nuzzles! 💖

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Angel had taken to sleeping in Val’s bed the first night that he was gone. Had stepped into duties as promised, but the shoes were much too big for him to fill–doing the best he could but it left him exhausted and homesick for those arms around him. The worry that Val wasn’t coming home hadn’t gone away either–was part of the reason he’d moved to his bed in the first place.

Who the fuck cared if Vox came back and found him like this? Could he really fault him if Val wasn’t coming home? Didn’t fucking care if he did.

The exhaustion has gotten to him by the time Val does find him. Has dreamed of those arms around him so many times in the span since he left that Angel doesn’t even wake up all the way when he crawls in bed with him. Settles against him with a sigh of relief and sinks back into unconsciousness–fully expecting to wake up alone but why not let the dream comfort him.

Today had been the 7 day deadline but he hadn’t had the heart to go through with his threats just yet. Maybe tomorrow.

For now he’s cuddled up and content, breathing him deep and even as he chitters in his sleep.

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The time in the Pride Ring on his return was somewhere near the wolve's hour of 3AM. Vox had taken care of most luggage. Bringing it to the penthouse and left the three suitcases just inside Valentino's door. Some murmured assurances and affectionate exchanges later and Vox left him to settle back in.

Valentino ignored the luggage for now. Opting to make his way to his won bedroom. One nice thing about the lack of vision was he didn't have to fumble and turn on any light switches.

He was no longer colliding with things either. Moving fairly steady and confidently. Shoes were removed. Jewelry and clothing was done away with and put up in baskets and bowls on dressers.

He pulled on an oversized pink cotton nightshirt that just said 'hot bitch' in white cursive--he'd felt out the laminate letters--and slipped arms through the right holes. Pulled wings up through the expanded collar to have them free of the fabric too. He was going for comfort.

Last thing was crawling into bed. Two hands stabilizing the crawl and other two feeling out where he was going with palm gliding over sheets and blankets.

Found a lump. Remembered Angel's demands and quickly determined who the lump was. There was some sort of relief as he settled in next to him. Always missed him more than he cared to admit. Arms settled around the spider and wing was pulled to drape over them both once he was. Uneager to wake him.

This bed smelled safe. Already warm. Angel fit in against him perfect as ever. He was home. Angel was breathing. He was good with this. He'd enjoyed his time at the beach, the time away from fears and time to adjust to his new reality, but coming back to his was it's own kind of bliss that smoothed the last of frayed nerves.

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Angel listens to him move around the penthouse; listens to the door of his room open some minutes later. Doesn’t move as he feels Val’s hand find his back–tracing skittering fingers up his spine and over his shoulder until he finds his face. Watches as those fingers brush his hair away and a familiar if not clumsy kiss is pressed to his cheek.

He reaches for him when he leaves; fingers half clutching at Val’s before letting them slip away as he does. Rolls over as the door is closed behind him and buries his face into the pillows.

“Per favore, torna a casa. Ti amo, stupido.”

Valentino wasn't given a chance to argue, but he would have agreed. Or, at least, not put up argument to start with. He was already asking a lot of Angel and if those were the demands of compliance then--that's just what he'd have swallowed as a price.

Wanted to immediately shout. Like some kind of goofy fuck. But he knew if he did that, he'd get distracted. And Vox would have to investigate and it'd turn into something of a snafu with Vox trying to get him back on task. So he refrained.

Even if his chest suddenly hurt a whole hell of a lot. Some invisible knife digging around.

He then went to task.

He did stop by Angel's room and navigate to find him in bed. Tracing hand against back until he could find his face. Brushed hair out of it and kissed his cheek.

Then went to go meet up with Vox and Velvette for their vacation.

Knew better than to linger or speak or they'd get caught up in a cycle.

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A mutual on twtr said to draw your fave in this outfit and I’m afraid Angel is serving cunt yet again 😌

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happy new year, bitch!

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Angel can hear Husk move–can hear him get dressed before leaving him only to return with something to wrap around him. Doing his best to be comforting and the spider doesn’t know what to do with it–isn’t sure how to react. He’s sobbing, claws digging into his legs as he tries to calm down.

It’s when Husk apologizes that he finally lifts his head–jumping up and staring at him with wide dichromatic eyes.

“What–?!” Pushed him too far…? He was the one who had–

“No, kitty! No! Not at all! …I’m the one who ruined it…” The latter half of the statement coming out in a small voice as he fails to hold his gaze and his chin dips into the notch between his knees again. Lower hands pulling that robe tighter around him anxiously.

            ❝ angel . . . ❞ husk's lips tighten into a frown watching angel flinch away. another reminder━ he doesn't know you. to angel, husk was just an odd overlord who had shown him kindness. kindness that could very well be taken away any moment, in angel's eyes. he pulled back from angel then, watching him curl in on himself.

husk muttered a curse to himself, then reached down and tugged his clothing back on. he didn't want to bother with trying to get angel's dress on so he walked away a moment, digging into his dresser drawers. he returned to angel's side fairly quickly, placing a black robe over angel's shoulder's as he sat down next to him. he didn't let his hands linger either, bringing his hands into his lap until he knew angel wanted to be touched.

            ❝ you're alright, baby, nothin' to be sorry for. ❞ husk leaned with his elbows on his knees, still smiling up at angel even if he was buried into himself. but that smile faltered on his next words━

            ❝ 'm sorry if i took it too far, baby. ❞

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He moves towards him and Angel hates that he flinches–body moving to get away before rationale catches him. Nothing but gentle words and patience offered and he fucking flinches. And fuck if he doesn’t feel guilty. He wasn’t here for this, that was what Husk had said. This wasn’t a job, he was here because he wanted to be and yet when that hand reaches for him his first instinct is that it’s going to hurt. 

Lips pressing into a tight line and when he asks if Angel needs to stop, the tears have started before he can stop them. His answer comes as a shy nod before–

“I’m sorry–!” Comes out as a desperate gasping sob and he’s curled in on himself. Knees coming up as the same two words fall from his lips in a sickening mantra–sobbing into his knees as four arms wrapped around them.

large brows furrow watching the worry creep onto angel's features. had he done something wrong ? the growl was an instinct━ husk hadn't even completely acknowledged it, not when he was so lost in curiosity and lust. that resting glare shifting into a soft, worried gaze as he watching angel grow more and more uneasy.

no violence comes, of course. husk pushed aside the fact he was half-nude now, shifting forward━ slowly━ and coming closer to angel. and so badly he wanted to grab those hands that had reached for him, but he knew better than to try that.

            ❝ i'm fine, angel. i'm over here preachin' for ya' to tell me, think i wouldn't let ya' know i wasn't happy ? ❞ husk gave a chuckle, a slight purr in his chest as he straightened up on his knees, holding his hands out to angel to take. angel's original hesitance is just another reminder━ he doesn't know who you are, husk. a reminder he had to be more careful with the spider. angel didn't know husk, and husk had no idea what valentino had done to anthony.

            ❝ need to stop, amore ? ❞

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