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[OPEN] 2nd Dose ♡ Catch All for August

Who: Angel and You!
Which: Log and Interactive Dream post
Where: Various locations depending on prompt.
What: This is a monster of a post for all the August shenanigans this sinner spider is going to be up to this month. From windy weather to spicy foods, come in to pester the spider.
Warnings: Angel Dust being Angel Dust. He is a demon from Hell and has done a few things he’s not proud of. His dream does take place in Club 666 where he works and there may be drugs and or alcohol if look for it. But otherwise I will refrain from mentioning it since it is not the point of the dream. However Angel will be providing entertainment…

1 ♡ Along Came a Spider~ ♡ Dream Board

1-A ♡ It Be Wimby
It's a little known secret that one of the ~~useless~~ powers that the spider demon had was the ability to sense storms coming. You know, not a power you go around braggin’ to people. All you gotta do is look outside to tell the weather. The only reason why it's worth mentioning now is that recently, it's been a major pain in his ass. With all this weird windly weather they have been having, it's been causing his fur to ruffle up the back of his neck as if he had real life spidey senses. Sounds cool, but it was becoming an annoyance.

But he wasn’t going to let a little bad weather stop him from going on a little shopping spree. Since being here, Angel hadn’t really explored all the boutique that Reverein had to offer and he had a very… particular article of clothing he was interested in locating. After getting ready at the Happy Tree Friend Manor, the spider made quick work to head out down to the markets. Though… what he saw along the way was not… reassuring. Lots of downed trees and smashed rooftops. Reverein natives seemed to be trying to pick up the broken pieces of their livelihoods, but….. Angel scooted on by until he discovered the shop he wished to check out had also fallen to the same fate. His face twisted as he rested his hands on his waist with an annoyed sigh.

“Shit…. Just my luck.” The spider lamented to himself.

1-B ♡ Its Getting Hot In Here?
A spicy food eating contest? And the winner gets to decide what food to be brought here? Oh sign him up. He knew exactly what he would wish for. How bad could this be? Heading to the Wild Harvest to see what poor suckers he had to go through to get him some decent Italian food around here, upon his arrival to the event location, seeing what he had to eat gave him pause. Devil raman? Devilcurry? Wow, so creative. Must have taken them forever to cook up a name like that.

Antics aside, the food in question was no joke. Angel could tell from smell alone that this shit was hot. Fuck jusy the fumes was enough to make his eyes water. Nope, don’t wuss out. This is for melanzane alla parmigiana! Clearing his throat, Angel stands tall, cocking a questioning brow.

“So… how do you win this? Do I got to beat everyone? What’s the criteria?”

1-C ♡ Nerd Shit….
Hearing that there were cute new critters down on the beach, Angel was more than ready to head back out that way. After his last visit, it had been very entertaining and he hoped his second trip would be just as enjoyable. However, when he arrived, it dawned on him what the intent of this outing was… Wait wait wait… they wanted him to take notes? Was he getting paid for this? This seemed like a way to con people into giving up free labor. Man, he should have read the fine print. Though ’survey’ should have been enough to tip him off. But hey, if he read the fine print on contracts, he wouldn’t be in trouble back where he was from…..

Still… it was a day at the beach watching animals… Wasn’t going to let this sour his mood, much. But he was still going to pout about it. Finding a nice spot to sit, Angel pulled out his notebook to idly sketch crude doodles of the creatures he saw.

1-D ♡ Eals are Friends, Not Food
After a while, Angel grew tired of sitting around doin’ ‘nerd shit’ in his notebook and decided to take a walk further down the shoreline. It felt a bit odd with how few people there were. Last time he was there, the whole beach a buzz with excitement and there were swarms of bodies. Now it felt quiet and lonely…. Despite what you might think of him, it was a feeling he knew all too well.

However, a commotion down the shore broke the spider from his thoughts. Angel was still too far away to make out what was going on, but he could hear men's voices and the crash of waves. Nothing else of note was happening on the sands and this was the first bit of action he's seen so yeah, of course he went to go check it out. As he drew closer his sharp eyes could make out a group of men on a long boat struggling with lines as the water around them frothed and bubbled. What the Hell did they have?

As if on commanded, the electric eal's head breached the water's surface. Wh-what a cute face~.Sue him, he loved fish. The Blobfish was number one of course. It was just a glimpse but he could tell it was in pain. Those bastards. They had to be stopped. But how?

2 ♡ Make it Rain~ ♡ Interactive Dream

Bathed in a dim rosy hue cast by the sparsely placed wall lights, the dream cuts to the inside of what appears to be a nightclub to some… interesting patrons. Demons. They came in all shapes and sizes, Hellborn and sinner alike. It was quite obvious that this place was from a different world. The music was dark and primal and the deep base thrummed through your chest. It seemed to almost… pull on your deepest temptations. The main floor was packed to the gills with its deviant dependents who were primarily localized around the long center stage that divided the main room. Although there was some smaller demon performing, most of the clientele were preoccupied partaking in the amenities the establishment provided. Along the right wall was a bar, its shelves dotted with oddly colored elixirs. On the opposing wall was the entrance to the club itself, with a bright neon sign that flashed ”Club 666”. Through all the buzz, a distinctive radio static chuckle rises to the top. Sitting on his throne at the end of the center stage was the king pin himself… an oddly familiar deer dressed like a strawberry pimp… Something about this didn’t seem quite right. But there wasn’t much time to question it as the smaller demon left the stage. The star event was about to begin.

A hush fell over the main hall as the red blush of the overhead lights faded, casting the room into near darkness. The patrons who had been engrossed in their own business all singularly turned their attention to center stage. Even the Strawberry Pimp shifted upon his perch, leaning forward with anticipation. A pair of heels clicked in the dark as someone made their way on the stage. Taking their position in front of the long silver pole, the performer inhaled deeply. The deep thrum of the bass kicked back in and pink lights flashed in the shape of a web silhouetted Angel's form. Dressed in only the most meager scrap of hot pink fabric that barely preserved any sort of decency and his iconic thigh high boots, every inch of his vivid pink markings were on full display. The spider has arrived.

The house lights brighten, illuminating the spider as the beat of the music picks up. The intense lustful leering from the crowd burned into the demon, but all Angel could feel was the vibration of the bass throbbing in his ribcage. It was just him and the stage. Moving in time with the melody, Angel glided around the silver pole loving the breeze in his fur. Climbing up and down in a feat of strength and agility, it was quite hypnotizing. There was a beauty to his movements with those long legs and slender arms. Creating intricate shapes with his multiple limbs. It was truly captivating. No wonder he was so popular down here in Hell. The audience erupted in whistles and crude cat calls as the porn star spun himself silly around the pole. The Strawberry Pimp sneered, catching Angel’s eye.

Sliding seductively down the pole, Angel pranced down the steps onto the catwalk, returning the sly grin up at the deer. Making it half way down the stage, the starlet blew ~~not Alastor~~ the Overlord a kiss before falling to his knees, continuing to put on a show to please his boss as bits of green showered down around him.

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Hehehe~

[ He didn't really look like Angel's threat really got to him. Was he just not afraid of whatever Angel might have planned or was he actually looking forward to it. It was hard to tell because that dumb grin on his never left his face, not until Angel asked his question anyway. With a thoughtful frown, he shook his head a little. ]

Satan just came back from bein' in a ridiculously long ass sleep coma. I'll wait a bit before traumatizin' him. Lets go back to your place.

[ Was that even an option? Well it was now. ]

Traumatized? [Angel raised a brow at Mammon. Aww, come on. That was the best part!]

Why would he be traumatized? He's not sleepin' with me. Unless...[Angel let's out a small dramatic gasp.] You're ashamed of being with me.

[Even though his tone was light and airy, there was a little voice in the back of Angel's head that darkly whispered in his ear. ~~Of course he was. Who brings a prostitute to their home?~~ However, what ever darkness that lurked inside didn't show on the spider's face as he chuckled. He was a pro at hiding his true self.]

Nah, I get ya. I'm ashamed of me too. My place it is~ Though, I think it would be fair you warn you that we may have an audience. Al's shadows are everywhere.

[ Mammon rolls his eyes and gives Angel a nudge with his elbow while still holding onto the all the grocery supplies he was carrying. ]

Oh shut it, you drama queen. I ain't ashamed, I just figured you'd rather not wanna hear Satan bangin' on the door for us to shut up. Besides if anyone would be ashamed here I figured it'd be you, since I'm such a "lesser demon".

[Angel let's out another chuckle as he moves behind Mammon to drape his arms around the other demon's shoulder.]

Oh? So you're a screamer? Good to know~ I can get a little noisy myself. The trick is if you can tell if I'm fakin'~ [He purred in his ears before standing back up, playing with Mamms's hair as he walk on past.] Ashamed of you? Heh, I've banged worse. There is a lot I can overlook if the sex is good. Though you've never shown me your demon form.

[ Mammon shivers when Angel purrs right into his ears, his cheeks flushing and his stupid annoying heart racing a little. Look. He's not the brother that's usually getting the flirting teasing going on, okay. Stop judging him!!!

But he quickly tries to play it off as he jogs up ahead to catch up to those long legs. ]

Ya that curious about it, huh? Have you even seen Satan's yet?

[Strolling up ahead of Mamms expecting the other demon to keep pace, he just casual shrugged his shoulders. Like, if it was anything like Blondie, it was going to be very underwhelming. Oh no~ Not a glamorous costume change and a pair of horns! S-so scary.]

Goldilocks? Ha! Yeah, I've seen his on my first day here. He did some... redecorating at dreambucks cause I called him 'Luci'.

[ Mammon makes a face at that, jogging along to keep up with those long legs of Angels. ]

I'm surprised there's still a dreambucks after that. He musta been able to hold himself back. I can't tell you how many things have been destroyed and people who've gotten hurt in the crossfires when a comparison is made.

[Angel's pace slowed as he tilted his head to the side with a thoughtful hum.]

Meh, he doesn't scare me. It was like a little kid throwing a temper-tantrum. Though... him being surprising strong is a bit of a turn on. [Glances over his shoulder with a smirk.] Maybe I should invite him to join us?

Good luck with that. Flirting goes right over his head unless you start feelin' him up like Asmo does an' then he just gets pissed off further.

[ It would be incredibly weird, but at the same time, Mammon can't even humor the idea because he knows Satan too well. ]

Never say never, Mamms. I can be very... persistent.

[He flashed his fangs once before turning his head back around to watch where he was going. Not that Angel was being remotely serious about banging Blondie, but it was fun to joke about it just to see how the other would respond. He did have enough arms to handle the two of them~

It wasn't long before Angel's treehouse came into view down the road and the spider's foot steps quickened again. Reaching the doors before Mammon, obviously cause ya know, long legs blah blah blah, heavy box blah blah blah... Angel opened the front door for the other demon to enter.]

Come on in. You can take that box to the kitchen.

[If this was not Mammon's first time being welcomed inside Alastor's home... He could notice the slight change of decor. While, still mostly plain, there were pops of color that was sporadically place around their shared space, as if there was a constant dispute on their need to be there. Clearly someone won out. Once Mammon was safely inside, the door shut behind him and the spider pranced over to the kitchen. Snatching an apron from a hook, he tied it behind his back with his secondary hands looking quite... excited?]

Aye Aye~

[ He snorts as he slips into his shared place with Alastor, feeling an odd chill when he walked through the doors. It... was probably nothing though. Just him being paranoid about Alastor. He could handle him if anything happened he's sure of it, but it didn't mean the other demon didn't freak Mammon out a little...

A-Anyway, he makes his way into the kitchen and starts pulling the stuff out of the box, placing them on the counter. ]

Pfff.... cute.

[ Angel almost looked like he was glowing with excitement. ]

[For a moment, Angel was lost in his own little world gathering all the supplies he needed. Pots, pans, knifes, cutting board, you name it. All four of his hands went straight to work. The last time he cooked was when Al had that nasty hangover after his first night. The rude prick was less than grateful for his hangover cure so the spider guessed he had been stubborn ever since to cook for his roomie.

Reaching inside the box to wash the fresh produce before slicing Mammon's comment brought him back to earth. Was it Mammon's imagination or was the spider's cheeks a bit pinker than normal?]

Oi, watch it. I got a knife. [Angel flashed the sharp utensil at the other before he went back to slicing.] If ya got time to run your mouth, you got time to help me boil some water.

[ he must be imagining it, right? Because surely THE Angel Dust wouldn't be getting flustered over a compliment that wasn't sexual at all, right?? ]

Yeah Yeah yeaaaaah, I'm boilin~

[ Mammon makes it sound like such a chore, but he was grinning the whole time he grabbed a pot to fill it with water and start a nice little oven fire to get it boiling. ]

[Yes, good. It was all in your head.

You know, the good thing around having multiple arms? Makes preparing food go faster. God he loved how he could multitask. How do the two handed do it? He couldn't remember how that was like anymore. From Mammon's perspective it must have looked like Anel was 'octo-mom', one arm stirring a pot while another one was still chopping up things to put inside the homemade sauce and one more was pulling dishes out from the cupboard. With out breaking stride Angel called over his shoulder.]

You know Mamms, you still won the bet. You got a free pass at anything you want with me. Anything coming to mind yet? Be a shame to waste it~

Honestly, if I were to use the free pass for anything it'd be to make you do somethin' embarrasin'. And not like sexual embarrassin' but like 'make ya dance around in town singin' boyband shit' embarrassin'

[ He glances back to Angel, wondering what kind of face he'd pull at that. He bet it'd be hilarious! ]

Its that all? How disappointing. If you're trying to embarrass me, you're going to have to try harder~

[His back still turned to Mammon, Angel placed the blows he had in his hands on the counter as another set taps a wooden spoon on the edge of a boiling pot, covering it with a lid.]

Well, we got a bit of time to kill before things are ready. Gotta let things simmer.

[Turning around, Angel flashed Mammon a flirtatious stare as he pulled himself up on the counter to sit. The wooden spoon he was just using to mix swung in his claws, the tip stained red from the sauce.]

Wanna lick the spoon?

Don't I know it. It seems like ain't nothin' sets you off in a flustered way. I gotta start thinkin' more creatively or somethin' or I'm never gonna get the jump on ya.

[ Mammon stood up from the boiling pot to stretch out his arms when he heard Angel playful call to him with the spoon. He laughs and strolls on back to him with his mouth open. ]

Aahhn~

[There was a wicked glimmer in the spider's eyes as Mammon turned towards him. Look at him so trusting. It took everything he had not to test the other demon's gag reflex. Be grateful he was in a good mood. Instead, as soon as Mammon got within range, the porn star's legs stretched out to hook around the other's waist, roughly yanking him to press tightly against the starlet. Gingerly he placed to spoon on the tip of Mammon's waiting tongue.]

How is it? Spicy enough for ya?

[ Mammon let out a surprised sound when he felt those legs yank him right into Angel's personal space, but he didn't seem to shy away from the action either. A grin formed on his lips as he used his tongue to lick the spoon clean, making sure to give Angel a flirty look right back. ]

Pretty damn spicy~ leaves me wantin' more I'd say.

[Angel's eyes narrowed, watching Mammon lick the spoon, his mind racing. Oh, he had a few ideas on what he would like that tongue to be used. Looking at the cleared utensil, the spider lets out a small thoughtful hum.]

Ya want more? There is plenty were that came from. How about a little appetizer before the main course?

[Before Mammon could ask what he meant by that, hands were already grasping at his shirt collar. With a firm tug the spider brought their bodies close to take those lips with his.]

[ O-Oh. Oh this is a surprise he definitely wouldn't complain about. Melting into the kiss, Mammon parted his lips immediately to make the kiss deeper right off the bat. His hands gripping tightly at Angel's top. ]

[Don't mind if he do~ The moment Mammon parted his lips, the spider took no time to make himself right at home. He could taste the heat of the sauce that lingered on Mammon's tongue. Hmmm, yeah, that was just the right level of spice~ Angel... hates to admit that their sexual chemistry was surprisingly good... Not that he would admit that openly. If Greedy pants found out, no doubt it would inflate that already big head of his.

As Mammon grips Angel's top, again he is met with something stiff just beneath the spider's jacket. If the demon cared to look, that is if his eyes weren't shut while having a hot n heavy makeout session, poking out ever so slightly from the porn star's collar was something soft pink with a hint of black?]

[ While he may not be looking at whatever that stiffness was beneath the spider's jacket, that doesn't mean he is any less curious. His mouth was a little busy right now, and he wasn't willing to pull away or look away from this steam spider. No, his hands start proving that pretty quickly when they start feeling around his form. Look, if he didn't like it he had plenty of hands that could stop his movements. ]

[The spider didn't seem to mind Mammon's roaming hands as the slide down his sides. To his discovery, that odd stiffness continued down the length of the starlet's torso all the way down to his hips. What ever it was, it was smooth with small ridges that ran vertically up. It wasn't until Mammon's hand reached his small waist did he feel a pair of Angel's hands grip his wrists. He broke the kiss, his breath heavy as he cooed.]

That's enough, Mamms. You're going to spoil your appetite for dessert.

[The sound of something boiling over cause Angel to huff, his head rolling back with an annoyed groan. Right. Cooking. They were 'hanging out'. Man, the things he did to get laid. Collecting himself, his head popped back up to stare back into Mammon's eyes.]

To be continued~ Sounds like food is ready. Can you be a lamb and set the table?

I'm serious. With kissin' like that, how the hell aint you got like a line of guys floodin' this place to kiss you?

[ He lets out a laugh, almost sounding a little short of breath as he heads over to where he thinks the plates and other things were. ]

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