V a l e n t i n o
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STARTER CALL!
Valentino is prowling the streets looking for someone to "play with" in his own way~
❤️to be found
🔁to be fun
🔁+❤️to...I dunno, what, NSFW? DM? Just do it coward.
Valentino is prowling the streets looking for someone to "play with" in his own way~
❤️to be found
🔁to be fun
🔁+❤️to...I dunno, what, NSFW? DM? Just do it coward.
February 22, 2025 at 8:10 PM
STARTER CALL!
Valentino is prowling the streets looking for someone to "play with" in his own way~
❤️to be found
🔁to be fun
🔁+❤️to...I dunno, what, NSFW? DM? Just do it coward.
Valentino is prowling the streets looking for someone to "play with" in his own way~
❤️to be found
🔁to be fun
🔁+❤️to...I dunno, what, NSFW? DM? Just do it coward.
"𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘁..?"
The room almost choked her. The smoke from so many sources was thick.
“Vox…is…ah…”
He lounged there, the almost psychedelic reality of his thoughts organizing with effort. Putting the mask back on.
"ℍ𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟' 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕥𝕤..?"
“Yes…yes sir.”
The room almost choked her. The smoke from so many sources was thick.
“Vox…is…ah…”
He lounged there, the almost psychedelic reality of his thoughts organizing with effort. Putting the mask back on.
"ℍ𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟' 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕥𝕤..?"
“Yes…yes sir.”
December 7, 2024 at 10:36 PM
"𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘁..?"
The room almost choked her. The smoke from so many sources was thick.
“Vox…is…ah…”
He lounged there, the almost psychedelic reality of his thoughts organizing with effort. Putting the mask back on.
"ℍ𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟' 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕥𝕤..?"
“Yes…yes sir.”
The room almost choked her. The smoke from so many sources was thick.
“Vox…is…ah…”
He lounged there, the almost psychedelic reality of his thoughts organizing with effort. Putting the mask back on.
"ℍ𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟' 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕥𝕤..?"
“Yes…yes sir.”
It was icy cold. The kind of cold that ran right through (Angel) on the slightest breeze.
To: Angel Cakes ❤️
📲A picture of a club blurred centered on Valentino, huge as he was, sitting up in the VIP deck of the Emerald Wyrm…
…it was twice as close as the hotel, as 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲.
To: Angel Cakes ❤️
📲A picture of a club blurred centered on Valentino, huge as he was, sitting up in the VIP deck of the Emerald Wyrm…
…it was twice as close as the hotel, as 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲.
December 6, 2024 at 1:49 AM
It was icy cold. The kind of cold that ran right through (Angel) on the slightest breeze.
To: Angel Cakes ❤️
📲A picture of a club blurred centered on Valentino, huge as he was, sitting up in the VIP deck of the Emerald Wyrm…
…it was twice as close as the hotel, as 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲.
To: Angel Cakes ❤️
📲A picture of a club blurred centered on Valentino, huge as he was, sitting up in the VIP deck of the Emerald Wyrm…
…it was twice as close as the hotel, as 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲.
It was happening again. He was waking up angry again. Like all the stress from yesterday refused to be slept away.
Cocaine.
No, not just that.
It was 𝗵𝗶𝗺. Angels pusher.
Angels pimp. Angels 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 and 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹.
It would only get worse. In seventy years…had he ever left for good?
Cocaine.
No, not just that.
It was 𝗵𝗶𝗺. Angels pusher.
Angels pimp. Angels 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 and 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹.
It would only get worse. In seventy years…had he ever left for good?
December 4, 2024 at 6:48 PM
It was happening again. He was waking up angry again. Like all the stress from yesterday refused to be slept away.
Cocaine.
No, not just that.
It was 𝗵𝗶𝗺. Angels pusher.
Angels pimp. Angels 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 and 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹.
It would only get worse. In seventy years…had he ever left for good?
Cocaine.
No, not just that.
It was 𝗵𝗶𝗺. Angels pusher.
Angels pimp. Angels 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 and 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹.
It would only get worse. In seventy years…had he ever left for good?
(Cinnamon rolllls-)
November 16, 2024 at 5:51 PM
(Cinnamon rolllls-)
He’s applying a fresh coat of lipstick, doing a flawless hooker lean across his shoddily constructed stand.
November 7, 2024 at 3:55 AM
He’s applying a fresh coat of lipstick, doing a flawless hooker lean across his shoddily constructed stand.
"ℍ𝕞𝕞..~"
He glances around the club with a sigh. Does he really perform at his own club?
Regardless he becomes distracted and walks up to a cage holding a Succubus…his hand passing through the bars like smoke to drag her out.
He’s just going to sample the goods. Just a few of them before work.
He glances around the club with a sigh. Does he really perform at his own club?
Regardless he becomes distracted and walks up to a cage holding a Succubus…his hand passing through the bars like smoke to drag her out.
He’s just going to sample the goods. Just a few of them before work.
October 26, 2024 at 6:10 PM
"ℍ𝕞𝕞..~"
He glances around the club with a sigh. Does he really perform at his own club?
Regardless he becomes distracted and walks up to a cage holding a Succubus…his hand passing through the bars like smoke to drag her out.
He’s just going to sample the goods. Just a few of them before work.
He glances around the club with a sigh. Does he really perform at his own club?
Regardless he becomes distracted and walks up to a cage holding a Succubus…his hand passing through the bars like smoke to drag her out.
He’s just going to sample the goods. Just a few of them before work.
My guy…
I could bust out of my shirt with a bicep flex if I wanted to.
This is me when I’m relaxed-
I could bust out of my shirt with a bicep flex if I wanted to.
This is me when I’m relaxed-
October 21, 2024 at 11:13 PM
My guy…
I could bust out of my shirt with a bicep flex if I wanted to.
This is me when I’m relaxed-
I could bust out of my shirt with a bicep flex if I wanted to.
This is me when I’m relaxed-
The first rays of hells “sun” pierce through the smoky gloam of the moths bedroom.
A quaint, luxurious, peaceful scene. His slumbering form showing every curve and muscle. The blood spatter from the nights fun dry on the walls.
A new girl sprinting out…with a gold tooth and a black eye. Sobbing.
A quaint, luxurious, peaceful scene. His slumbering form showing every curve and muscle. The blood spatter from the nights fun dry on the walls.
A new girl sprinting out…with a gold tooth and a black eye. Sobbing.
October 21, 2024 at 1:21 PM
The first rays of hells “sun” pierce through the smoky gloam of the moths bedroom.
A quaint, luxurious, peaceful scene. His slumbering form showing every curve and muscle. The blood spatter from the nights fun dry on the walls.
A new girl sprinting out…with a gold tooth and a black eye. Sobbing.
A quaint, luxurious, peaceful scene. His slumbering form showing every curve and muscle. The blood spatter from the nights fun dry on the walls.
A new girl sprinting out…with a gold tooth and a black eye. Sobbing.
The Onyx Omen was either a wretched hive or one of many of Valentinos jewels. Either way there was no denying that it was popular. The music was pounding, a crowd that was nearing a crush was grinding.
And lounging on a couch in the VIP lounge...there he was, doing a line off a hookers tits.
And lounging on a couch in the VIP lounge...there he was, doing a line off a hookers tits.
October 20, 2024 at 4:00 PM
The Onyx Omen was either a wretched hive or one of many of Valentinos jewels. Either way there was no denying that it was popular. The music was pounding, a crowd that was nearing a crush was grinding.
And lounging on a couch in the VIP lounge...there he was, doing a line off a hookers tits.
And lounging on a couch in the VIP lounge...there he was, doing a line off a hookers tits.
"ℍ𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕪...𝕚𝕗 𝕪'𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕥'𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖...𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁."
Ah, what a classic scene. A grungy alleyway out the back of a club, a new arrival who still had standards and shame…
…and a pimp who didnt care if she did. She tried to run. 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱.
/SMASH/
He caught her and bashed her into the brick.
Ah, what a classic scene. A grungy alleyway out the back of a club, a new arrival who still had standards and shame…
…and a pimp who didnt care if she did. She tried to run. 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱.
/SMASH/
He caught her and bashed her into the brick.
October 20, 2024 at 2:44 PM
"ℍ𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕪...𝕚𝕗 𝕪'𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕥'𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖...𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁."
Ah, what a classic scene. A grungy alleyway out the back of a club, a new arrival who still had standards and shame…
…and a pimp who didnt care if she did. She tried to run. 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱.
/SMASH/
He caught her and bashed her into the brick.
Ah, what a classic scene. A grungy alleyway out the back of a club, a new arrival who still had standards and shame…
…and a pimp who didnt care if she did. She tried to run. 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱.
/SMASH/
He caught her and bashed her into the brick.
꧁ ┊─── 〔 ❦ 〕───┊ ꧂
❧ #HelluvaBossRP
❧ #HHRP
❧ Story Driven
❝Two sides, doll.
𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩
𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚...❞
⟅ ♡ + ↺ ⟆
꧁ ┊─── 〔 ❦ 〕───┊ ꧂
❧ #HelluvaBossRP
❧ #HHRP
❧ Story Driven
❝Two sides, doll.
𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩
𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚...❞
⟅ ♡ + ↺ ⟆
꧁ ┊─── 〔 ❦ 〕───┊ ꧂
October 20, 2024 at 1:51 PM
꧁ ┊─── 〔 ❦ 〕───┊ ꧂
❧ #HelluvaBossRP
❧ #HHRP
❧ Story Driven
❝Two sides, doll.
𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩
𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚...❞
⟅ ♡ + ↺ ⟆
꧁ ┊─── 〔 ❦ 〕───┊ ꧂
❧ #HelluvaBossRP
❧ #HHRP
❧ Story Driven
❝Two sides, doll.
𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩
𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚...❞
⟅ ♡ + ↺ ⟆
꧁ ┊─── 〔 ❦ 〕───┊ ꧂