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*seductively* doomed by the narrative all by yourself, handsome?

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𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑰𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑹𝑪 ?

𝑪𝑶𝑹𝑹𝑼𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ⸻ so. you got worse. and i'm not entirely sure i can blame you for it. maybe it was in you all along, hidden and waiting, or maybe someone planted it in you and watched it grow. either way, it's there now and you hold it in your fist like a second heart - this blood, this hunger, this thrill of having teeth and using them. perhaps you are right to. you are a mirror for the hardness of the world, and a mirror that we could all stand to look in more often. it's hard to watch the bleeding bring about more blood, but it is undeniable that you are very good at wounding.

stolen from: @metaladam tagging: anyone :)!

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Pov: you're about to be bullied so bad you'll need another 4 years of therapy

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Adam: name a more iconic duo than me and procrastination. I’ll wait.

Lute: of course you will.

Adam: I should kill you.

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stress out? no. stress in. internalize that shit and tell no one.

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Kissing booth with betty!!

KISSING BOOTH ! ⸻ currently accepting

Are we serious today ? This is what people want now ? Leave it to kissing the Queen of Hell one ( or two ) times for it to start attracting other people. Lute rolls her eyes with an exaggerated sigh that heaves her shoulders with the way air is compressed from her lungs.

Betty is given a quick little peck on the head.

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Send “Kissing booth!” To receive a kiss from my muse!

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~ 𝑳𝑼𝑻𝑬 𝑮𝑰𝑭𝑺𝑬𝑻 ~

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Sorry, I can't go to work. I'm overwhelmed with bloodlust.

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<- origin. @metaladam

Who ? Her ?

What do you MEAN the cat bit your ass ? She is just an innocent little bystander to all this. Don't mind the pretty golden feathers caught in her fangs that she's blatantly removing. Just a coincidence.

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<- previous.

She'd  already  talked  to  Lilith,   already  confronted  the  she-devil  about  Adam's  death,   and  yet  she  had  avoided  Sera  at  all  costs.  Desperate  not  to  further  acknowledge  the  agony  that  ripped  her  gentle  chest,   she  had  quickly  left  when  the  others  made  it  into  Heaven,   and  she  had  chosen  to  recluse  to  her  room  to  lick  her  wounds  rather  than  join  her  sisters-in-arms  where  they  were  sharing  bandages  and  condolences  among  one  another.  What  was  the  use  of  a  guardian  angel  with  no  soul  to  protect ?   Even  moreso,   what  good  was  she  when  she  failed  such  a  minute  task  as  that ?

The  only  thing  to  draw  Lute  out  of  hiding ?  Well,   that  had  been  a  summons  from  Sera  herself.  Something  that  Lute  was  NOTABLY  dreading.  She  is  going  to  be  so  mad  at  you,   her  inner  monologue  jeers,   because  you  failed  and  Adam  died  as  a  direct  result  of  your  incompetence  as  a  lieutenant.  Even  despite  her  ever-growing  anxiety,   Lute  knew  she'd  have  to  see  Sera;  avoidance  was  not  an  option  anymore.  She  had  cleaned  herself  up  to  the  best  of  her  abilities,   made  herself  look  presentable  and  drew  in  a  deep,   unsteady  breath.  The  doors  open . . .  and  shut  loudly  behind  her.  Sera's  eyes  bore  holes  into  her  very  being  despite  the  older  angel's  tone  of  voice;  she  steels  herself  in  wait  for  scathing  reprimanding—  only  to  be  met  with  a  simple  inquiry.

❝  Adam  is  dead,   as  I'm  sure  you  already  know,  ❞  Lute  begins,   forcing  her  voice  to  remain  steady  and  her  expression  steeled,  ❝ and  we  lost  a  lot  of  lives.  Lucifer  and  his  hellspawn  won.  They  won't  win  again.  I'll  see  to  it  that  all  of  them  are  cut  down.  Don't  worry  about  this. . .  minor  oversight.  They  will  face  retribution.  You  have  my  word. ❞ 

Short,   simple.  Apologize  for  failure,   assure  it  will  not  be  a  recurring  problem.  Start  finding  solutions.

Immediately.

This  wouldn't  occur  a  second  time.

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chewsday / accepting on tuesdays.

@d-ecrescendo sent ── That fucked up and silly fallen angel from Cannibal Town that he acquired is coming up to him, quiet as usual. She doesn't say shit to him. There's literally no warning between her simply standing there and sharp, serpent-like fangs suddenly sinking into his arm. Lovebites, am I right ?

zestial's used to the odd ones of pride's ring ( half of them are employed by him after all , he's always had a knack for the strange & macabre. ) so lute's eccentric behavior's nothing new for him. he's rather used to it , even amused by the more violent tendencies. his head merely quirks to the side as she nears , he's fine with the silence !

but then she bites & his four eyes squint into happy crescents of lime green. oh , he likes that , what a pleasant show of appreciation from a resident of cannibal town ! zestial simply chuckles , a haunting noise as his hand comes up to pat her head. silent approval , good job !

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First it was a random kiss, today is Chewsday. Surely Lilith knows what the means !! You already kissed the angel silly, today you're getting bitten. It's nothing volatile by any means, no. Actually, this had started with Lute taking the Queen's hand in one of her own gloved ones, hidden talons closing delicately around skin that was soon brought to black-lipstick painted lips in a little kiss. The bite ?

Well, that came in the form of Lute's maw parting in a smile; followed her motions for fangs to catch silken fabric and skin beneath, sliding the glove from the hand it was originally covering. That clawed grip shifts now to open the Queen's bare palm, an affectionate kiss pressed into it.

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Oh for FUCK SAKES! As she towered over the small nightingale, she expected to be bitten. Her eyes squinted, simply waiting—

Waiting to see what would happen if she chose to gnaw on facial features.

That is until she relaxed her facial expression and looked down at the unexpected, loving gesture. A kiss, a drag of silk down the arm with the beak, as if attempting to attract the vampiric woman.

Paused for a moment before releasing a delightful little giggle at the final touch of her lip against her hand.

" Why....I feel you can retain the strips of flesh linked to you today, tiny birdie. "

The now smooched palm would linger forward, grabbing the soft as feathers cheek with a caressing stroke. Whether it was true or not, at least it was provided!

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What Type of Soul Do You Have ?

BLANK SOUL.

you have acquired the Blank Soul. you'd walk backwards into hell with a smile on your face. if only you'd care enough. you're blunt, moody and aloof. you'd say you weren't always like this but you seldom remember a time when it wasn't like this. you'd like to do good and you CAN do good, but... do those around you deserve it ? haven't you gone through enough ? can you save everyone ? it's not about saving everyone it's about doing what you can. and you know this. somewhere in your deeply sanitised heart you know. albeit your misery you prize yourself in your humour and by the gods you'll never let anyone take that from you. reluctantly you admit to being a good mentor. and i know that you are. you can look after others. it doesn't always end bad. just try not to let the cats claws tear you down. because you've learnt to lick love of the silver glint of a blade. and you're not sure if you can ever go back. You share a soul type with Daan.

stolen from: @wiltingwoes

tagging: anyone who wants to do this bcos it's going on my other blogs too

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Swap Eve and Lute

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@lilitophidian

LILUTE NATION I'M HERE TO DELIVER ONCE MORE

Matching horns hehe

Guys they've taken over my brain I wanna draw them so much... And I will because this pair NEEDS more art‼️