Winter Symphony 2022
This is a collection based on the following list of prompts: here.
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“Don’t tell me to smile,” Angel lifted his chin and made their height difference obvious. “That shit might have worked back in the days when being a man gave you a say in other people, but welcome to the present, Al. I don’t give a shit about what you want.”
Oh…
That was new.
Alastor was used to his mere presence unleashing natural survival instincts in other demons. Usually, they would run away without letting him finish a single sentence. People like Husk, who had lost interest in surviving, were the only ones who had the energy, or lack of that, to face him.
Alastor would never have associated that with Angel Dust.
Loud, unusual, and cheeky? Absolutely. He had easily associated Angel with happiness.
Now, that was a challenge
Series
- Part 1 of Drain his Soul
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When Blitzø met Millie, it was love at first blood. They had been together for years, succumbing Hell at their own chaos and games. His best friend was his partner. It was perfect.
When I.M.P. took shape and Moxxie joined their team. Everything was clear. How was Blitzø supposed to resist every freckle on Moxxie's face? How to say no to the mischievous smile that Millie gave him?
The answer was simple: He didn't.
"The first to seduce him will call the shots." Blitzø accepted.
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“Angie, I love you, but I don't know who you're talking about.”
Cherri tried to think if she had gone out with someone more than once in the last year, but no demon came to mind. After a couple of texts or flirts, she would end up getting bored or any date would end in disappointing sex, In the end, she ended up needing something vibrating between her legs to clear her mind.
“Cherri Bomb don't lie!”
“Angel Dust, I don't know what you're talking about!”
“Sir Pentious, sweety. I'm talking about Sir Pentious!”
“What?” Cherri laughed aloud and had to hug her belly as she began to gasp for breath. “Are you kidding me!?”
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As the Avatar of Lust, Asmodeus thought he knew everything on the subject.
Until he saw Fizzarolli for the first time on stage and Ozzie experienced something completely new.
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At any moment Valentino would become an Overlord and it was no secret to anyone who would be the first soul trapped in his claws. Time was running out. If Vox allowed Angel to leave with Valentino that night, a series of events would unleash, like dominoes collapsing under a bit of pressure.
And he couldn't afford to lose.
“Don't go yet,” Vox took Angel's hand and pulled him to the dance floor. “My night is all yours.”
From then on and for eternity, the TV Demon would elevate a temple for his rising star.