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| 19 | Autistic | INTP | Hellaverse | Fanfic writer, Cosplayer, & fanartist (sometimes) | CW: NSFW (MDNI), Valangel, and dark topics.
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sporadicshark.bsky.social
They look so goooddd, I love bunnysuit Angel sm 😩 He's such a cutie
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celestynia.bsky.social
#Valangel

2nd art of them I did this year.

Still figuring out how to draw Val.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
THANK YOUUU. I love Val trying to push Angel to his absolute limit, especially if when it finally happens he's caught off guard by just how sinister the spider can be.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
You're wanted here. Your life and presence has so much value. Don't let your mind convince you otherwise.

Please take care of yourself. Do some things you enjoy, eat some good food, and reach out to someone if you need help or even just to vent. 💕
sporadicshark.bsky.social
Ikr 😭 Wish I could fix it, but it's not worth the investment.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
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Sorry for the disappointing end 🙏, but this is just a concept for now. The actual noncon will be written too~ Because I just love Angel finally getting so fucked up that he stoops to Val's level.

This is just a concept because I plan on rewriting this and making it a proper little fic!
sporadicshark.bsky.social
But that was all the mind he paid their future voyeur, because he had Val's unconscious form right in front of him.

And he was about to make good use of his boss until HE was satisifed. Because it was HIS turn.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
"I missed you, daddy~" in Angel's heated voice is the last thing he hears before everything fades away.

Angel strips quickly. He flashes a mean smile toward the cameras in the room. He knew Vox would look back on the recording and save this to one of his many folders, no matter how livid he was.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
Valentino lunged toward him, but his legs didn't cooperate. Angel watched as the overlord fell to the side.

He hissed more insults at him, but his words were already meshing together into an incoherent jumble as Angel drops down beside him.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
Val realizes his drink has been spiked too late. The moment the drugs flood his system his alarmed and betrayed eyes burn into Angel's, "You- YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

There it was, a reaction. Angel could cackle with delight, but instead he kept his expression cool, "I dunno what you mean, Val."
sporadicshark.bsky.social
For the first time since Val started this shit, Angel smiled, creeping closer despite the way the moth's brow twitched in warning.

It doesn't take long. Val's threats become less veiled and more direct while Angel just bats his eyelashes and waits.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
"I told you, that bimbo with the big tits was better for that shoot today. You're not needed here, go back to that shitty hotel," Val waved him away, taking a large sip of his drink while pretending to read the papers on the table in front of him.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
Val's eyes land on him immediately. Angel doesn't miss the glow of twisted excitement behind the eyes at the sight of the spider, but he still wears an expression bordering into disgust. /Pompous DICK./
sporadicshark.bsky.social
He handed the drink back to the little jester, and watched as the robot walked it into the room. He waited until Kitty had left the room once more before slipping in behind her.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
His eyes darted around, paranoid, but no one else was around. And he knew Kitty wouldn't say a word, not unless Val asked. And why would he?

This shit was potent. It'd knock Val right out, and Angel would be right there when he did.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
The little robot jester seemed hesitant when Angel asked for the tray, but in the end the thing decided to obey. It watched with a blank stare as Angel sprinkled the dust of some pills he'd ground up earlier into the drink, mixing it with the pink straw resting on the side of the glass.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
This would make his plan easier.

He called Kitty over to a blind spot where he knew Vox's cameras couldn't see him.

The TV wasn't in his office, anyway... But Angel would like plausible deniability of him actually committing this act.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
So eventually Angel has enough.

He stormed up Val's office for what was probably the 10th time that week, only to hesitate when he saw Kitty bringing a tray with a drink he could only assume was for Val.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
He called Val plenty. Drunk and high off his ass as he begged Val to tell him what he did wrong and to touch him again. Yet the moth would always give him an airy chuckle before hanging up, ignoring the insults and angry accusations from Angel like he were a gnat in his office.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
It drove Angel insane. Nothing was working. Val /never/ ignored him for this long.

His nights at the hotel grew lonelier and lonelier. None of his friends got more than a glimpse of him coming and going from the hotel's front doors.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
It doesn't take Angel long to snap. Barging into Val's office and shrieking at him, throwing things and getting up close and personal to illicit ANYTHING. But still, Val remains absent, shooing him out with hardly a passing glance.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
He wanted those red eyes back on him. He wanted the praise, the insults, he wanted that voice in his ear.

He didn't know how much he relied on it until Val cruelly took it away.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
He was expecting a rough shift after that --- Val leaving him on read after a message calling off of work guaranteed that --- but what Angel initially saw as a lucky bit of grace on Val's part turned into dread building in his chest.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
Violence, sex... both. He didn't care, he was just so fucking sick of Val giving him the silent treatment for blowing him off for some of Charlie's hotel bullshit.
sporadicshark.bsky.social
It's a manipulation tactic, of course. The corners of Val's lips threaten to curl into a mean smirk behind the flat mask of disinterest he currently wears.