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Hopefully getting through drafts this week. Sorry.

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Hi! I'm Vee, the mun of @mxthbladed. I just wanted to let you know this is my hub blog and I'm following back. I also read your rules/about!

Well it's a pleasure to meet you! And thanks for letting me know!

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"Ohh I don't think they're weak not in the sense you might think--" He began but stopped at the grind of her against his lap. He couldn't stop the obvious shudder it brought from him, which of course choked a short laugh from his lips. "Ahah! Sooo you are interested in fucking with The Devil!" Still flashing that confident grin of his, he pressed his hands to her hips and pressed back against her, returning the movement with a roll of his own hips.

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He grinned up at her, a bit of a challenging look in his gaze. So bold! And after all that talk !

"I've got to admit you have some real guts for a human! So - are you gonna do something about this or ?"

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"What I gave you was freedom! Do you have any idea what it's like to live -- constantly under THEIR watch? Judging every little thing you do?!" His comment about his brothers hating him, cut him deep. But he wasn't about to let that show in that moment. No - he refused to feed into anything he was saying. Even if Lucifer, himself, knew it might be true. "Life may have been hard... but at least you could make your own choices! Live your own lives and not like some.... puppet on the orders of someone else!"

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HELPING sinners?! Had it been anyone else Adam would have thought they were blowing shit out their ass. But Lucifer...of course the epitome of evil itself would say this....

" Those sinners don't fucking DESERVE help! THEY HAD A WHOLE LIFE ON EARTH! A life I fucking gave them! And they shit all over it and chose to end up down here.

You're so fucking stupid it's unbelievable. You honestly think all sinners need help? Tell that to Heaven and the victims of the fucks that now call you lord and master. Tell those victims how they're going to have to look their murderers in the face every day because they said 'sorry.'"

Adam had been called a fucking hypocrite, but Lucifer was worse. Adam dared to jab a talon at Lucifer, his bladed teeth bared in a rage.

" All this is because of you. You don't get to push your fuck ups back onto me. I didn't fucking lose my family so you can call yourself a hero to your kid."

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here's my plan - rps will be posted first or scheduled. sorry for the flood - your king has been absent for too long though >.o banters will be queued up. and ill slow release those. let me know if you'd like to plot or a starter or something. dm me or add me on discord -- xxdeathstouch

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He flinched at his words. His patience once again was wearing thin. With this tantrum - with his being allowed here in this place. All of it. Of all the self serving assholes, it had to be him that Charlie allowed in. His hands curled into fists so tight that they shook. But he kept himself from shifting back into his demonic form again. That wouldn't solve anything. This arguing wasn't going to solve anything. Even if he was going off on him about what he didn't know -- when Lucifer had been there the entire time! Almost. He had kept a close eye over Eden though at the time. Why? Because he had been curious about humans. He found them to be unlike anything else he had ever seen before. "I--" Keeping his cool wasn't working though the longer Adam went on. The more he threw at him and berated him with insults. That hate that gleamed in those eyes of his. Lucifer found himself flaring up once more. Before he could stop himself. His own eyes taking on that red glow once again - six wings unfolding from his back and spreading wide so his form took up the entire doorway.

"I WANTED TO HELP YOU! HUMANS DESERVED MORE-- THEY -- YOU DESERVED TO HAVE YOUR OWN DREAMS! AND THEY -- OOOH THEY PUNISHED ME FOR THAT!!"

He'd had enough of this. Enough of whatever stupid tantrum this was. So with a swift movement, he reached forward, uncurling those clawed hands and grasping hold of his collar. Disregarding any height difference there may be as it was with strength alone that he yanked the former angel forward, closer to himself. Whether he liked it or not, if he was going to stay here, he was going to abide by the rules. The rules that Charlie made for this hotel. Nobody was going to ruin this for his daughter. It didn't matter what grudge he may have or how much he may hate him. That's the way it was going to be and he was going to make sure that he knew that. "Like it or not, you're in Hell now! And if you want ANY hope of getting back to Heaven, you'll do what my daughter asks!" Fire spit from the end of his tongue with each word while he glared up at him. "I don't give a fuck if you fail or not, if it were up to me - you'd be out there with the rest of those sinners you loved to kill soooo much!"

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The last thing Adam remembered before he woke up missing his halo and wings was a blinding pain in his back and his entire body growing limp as a knife severed his spinal cord and rendered him paralyzed. Unable to fight back the attacker....that fucking one-eyed midget!.....as she stabbed him with glee.

Lute's screams so distant as he felt himself grown in his own blood....

And now he was in Hell. His wings disintegrated until all he had left were two useless numbs near his shoulder blades, and now with a pair of curved horns. Long talons like a raptor made Adam look like a male version of Lilith.

And he fucking hated resembling that bitch so much....

Adam was fuming mad, stomping up and down the room he was in. He couldn't fucking hit anything, so right now annoying the shit out of Lucifer was his only outlet.

" This is fucking BULLSHIT! I'm the First Man! I'M FUCKING ADAM! I made it up there! I don't belong here with the fucking losers!"

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He paused at the mention of one of his favorite dishes. Staring, genuinely pleasantly surprised that the sinner had known that or even paid any attention to that detail in the first place. He wasn't sure why of all things that was something he would decide to hang onto. Having that information didn't do anything for him, after all. It wasn't as though he could do anything with it. The more he found himself conversing with him the more surprises he kept finding.

After a moment though, his surprise faded and once again his smile returned to his features. A hand had come up to absently push through some of the stray blond locks while he gave yet another, short, nervous laugh. "Ahah, yeah... actually. I'm surprised you uh... held onto that. I do make great pancakes though!" There was no point in hiding his surprise, not when it had been so plainly obvious. But then, what emotion wasn't obvious when it came to Lucifer? He wore his emotions on his sleeve and it most definitely showed in the things that he did or the way that he carried himself. Prideful and sensitive, it was a strange mix but this was essentially the best way to describe the way that he was. Aside from being awkward, that in itself was a given. The small talk he was trying to carry on with Alastor now was a perfect example of that. Just as was the silence that followed his comment. Which had him nervously glancing around the room for a moment, as his hand dropped back to his lap. It seemed easier to do this sort of thing with everyone else that stayed at the hotel. Why was this so hard for him, now? Probably because of the animosity that existed between them before all of this mess. And the personal treatment that Alastor had received by his hand.

He appreciated the effort that he was making, even if it was just to humor him. They had gotten off on the wrong foot. From the start and after everything, he felt that they needed a chance to sort of start off again. Lucifer felt that after this whole ordeal, going backward just wasn't an option. Nor did he personally want it to go back to the way it was. Alastor had become something of an enigma for him. He was a sinner-- but he had some qualities that weren't all bad. Despite the fact that he claimed to thrive in this Hellish kingdom that Lucifer had created whenever he fell from Heaven. It was those reasons that he didn't want things to return to how they'd been. He wanted to try to understand.

"Lucifer, King of Hell - Sin of Pride and Charlie's father," He took the hand in his that was held out to him. "But, you don't have to call me by all those titles. I think I'd be fine with just Lucifer."

He flashed him a softer, genuine smile to that comment. Not realizing that he'd held onto his hand a little too long. Longer than he probably needed to. Although when he realized it, he was quick to react. Pulling his hand from his with a bit of an awkward laugh. Leave it to him to make even a wholesome moment like this socially awkward. He was not good at this sort of thing. Really, he never had been. Especially over the years that his ego had built and apologizing more genuinely became something more difficult for him to swallow. Even worse when his views on sinners had shifted as well. Then, to top it off, he'd been a shut-in for the last seven years. Yes, he was very socially awkward in moments like this.

He cleared his throat to try and break up some of the tension that may be lingering. Whether or not it did anything was left to be said. But at least he was trying his best to make something out of this whole experience. He placed his hands in his lap, where clawed fingers gently ran along his thighs a couple of times as a method to self soothe his nerves. Nerves -- was he nervous?

"Cupcakes sound wonderful, by the way! I didn't know you were so into cooking. You know, I can make a decent breakfast myself! Maybe that's something we could do... for the others, of course! Haha!" Yes. He was nervous, and it was painfully obvious, just like everything else he felt.

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His confident smile remained, though it would be a lie to say that he wasn't feeling a little bit anxious beneath the surface. It had been seven years after all... He wasn't at all how obvious it would be as to how touch starved he was. If it hadn't been already with the way things had escalated so quickly. But - he reminded himself that he was the King of Hell, if there was anything he could do - it was to handle this. Those thoughts were the only reassurance he had to the first touch that was made to an already aching erection. And those teasing words... ooh did he want to say something snarky in return. But instead he found himself clenching his teeth and trying his best to keep his composure the best he could. His face already taking on a gold tinted hue as well, as his face flushed. Fuck. If this was just the start of how things were about to go, he couldn't promise that he would be able to keep any sounds of desperation quiet for very long.

"L-Listen you don't understand..." He tried to retort but when his words came out shaky he let the sentence fall away. Now he most certainly was watching him with anticipation, holding his breath almost for what he could guess was coming next. And the moment the warmth flooded over him, he released a short huff. Finally letting go of the breath he'd been holding in, only to shudder under his touch. But the King of Pride was not yet ready to release any sounds, making him seem just as desperate as Alastor had observed he might be. That wasn't something he would give in to at least for as long as he could help it. So to keep himself occupied, he dug pointed teeth into his lower lip while he watched him, his claws gripping tightly onto the sheets beneath them.

There was a gleam in his eyes while he watched him. A mixture of amusement and arousal. He wouldn't admit to how much he was ancitpaiting this just as he was fighting to keep himself from making it too terribly obvious. Any reservations he might have had against doing something like this had all gone from his mind. No, he was too invested in this now. Far, too, riled up to ignore the ache his body longed to fill. So would he let a Sinner take his body? Absolutely. And he didn't even care if it was him of all sinners.

In fact, there was something more thrilling about that fact. Perhaps it was the fact that they'd been at odds with each other so much. That this just felt like another challenge. Oh yeah, he'd enjoy this.

"I mean it can be if that's what you'd want--" Lucifer commented, quirking a brow. "But maybe decide after you see what all I have, first."

He shifted a little when he hooked his underwear, making it easier to slide it down his hips. The kiss to his thighs, making him shudder and squirm just a little more. Lucifer wasn't known for his impatience, and it would be a hit to his pride to try and ask or beg for attention. To say he wasn't getting a little antsy, though, would not be a lie. If it hadn't been made obvious enough by his squirming.

Beneath the underwear that were barely clinging to his frame now, he wasn't much different than how a human looked. Aside from the fact that it matched in the paleness of his complexion and tinted a shade of gold at the tip. Of course, now that he had become turned on, that golden tint seemed to spread down the length of him. Likely due to the rush of blood. As far as his size went, while he was short in height, he was well enough endowed.

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Respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.

Roleplayer name: L

Roleplayer pronouns: She/Her

Muse name(s): Lucifer Morningstar

Preferred communication: Ahhh discord is easier for me - I am a little bit of a scatterbrain and tumblr doesn't always like to alert me to messages.

Experience: Oooh boy -- ahah. So this is quite an extensive history, I'll keep it short! I've been writing for about 21 years and I started out on aol messenger, then eventually moved to myspace. I've been on and off tumblr for over a decade too.

Preferred roleplay type: Typically multi para, but for banters I tend to keep it to paras. - I can go longer than that too it just depends on the story and the writer.

Pet peeves & dealbreakers: I don't like to be pestered about replies. --unless of course its been an unusual amount of time, in which case something else is probably going on. Like I didn't get the notification.

Best time to write: Late at night. I'm always up late. Its rare i'm awake in the am.

Are you like your muse? Uhhh yes? I have some qualities I guess in common with him. I'm definitely outspoken when i wanna be and full of energy on a good day. I would also say I am more of an optimist for the most part with a colorful imagination ---aannnnd i struggle with bouts of depression on a regular basis.

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Tagging: @helluvasins @rradiio @hellsmayflower @liecoris @lettherebemonsters and whoever else wants to try it.

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Working on drafts finally!

Sorry for the long wait. But I'm finally getting settled in again.

LETS GO!

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His eyes just widened when his hand was grabbed. Staring at the claws that gripped his hand and up to the twisted form the demon had shifted into before him. It had taken him by surprise, at least his reaction had. He knew he was going to get something back, but not this. And if he was being perfectly honest with himself, the danger and threat that flashed on Alastor didn't scare him at all but ignited a sense of excitement.

Although he could yank free from his grasp if he chose to do so, Lucifer just raised his eyes up to the Radio Demon. His surprised expression soon fading into a coy smirk instead.

"Wow, now that's a scary face! What other kind of tricks do you have?"

"Alright since you were just dying for my attention, here I am Bambi~" He smirks, leaning on his apple cane, hands folded on top of it.

Alastor only just stares down at the king of hell very eerily in silence.. If it weren't for him being the most literal powerful demon of all, alastor could had enjoyably wipe that smirk off of his face since he also just called him bambi. Alastor's smile widens in a warning as he leans down to the king's level to speak. "I have never once recalled wanting of any attention of such.. You are just asking to make a fool out of yourself here, wich I find quite amusing.." He stares at him with a widen grin as he just hopes that would shut him up.

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Now this was a sinner he felt like he could get along with! Lucifer had been a little out of touch since Lilith had left him seven years ago. Isolating himself inside the palace had been just another step to push him out of the light and the ways of sinners. The reality of it - of course- was that he had been out of touch with sinners ever since his dreams to help them fell through so so many years ago. He'd given up on ever helping them, hardly thinking that they were worth fighting for or saving. Nearly convinced that once a soul had gone bad there wasn't anything that could undo it. And for the most part, he had seen just how ruthless some of these sinners were. Unruly, destructive things - too focused on their selfishness and debauchery to care about anything or anyone else. This sinner - while he still was a sinner - seemed a little softer. At least on the surface from what he could tell. Someone that would at least be a little easier to talk to. And if Charlie was so sure that he was useful, why not give it a chance? He wanted to trust his daughter's judgement and help support her in anyway that he knew how - the best that he could. Even with his own reservations on everything as of late. But this was a good start to say the least. If she was hoping she might at least win him over with his meeting her trusted hotelier here, she had at least taken a step in the right direction. Of course, he wasn't so foolish as to put all his ducks in one basket. But it was a start. The King reached out to take the hand that was offered to him, hesitating a moment to find it a little on the cold side to the touch. Interesting. But he gave it a warm shake none the less, beaming proudly back up at him with nothing less of pure confidence. "Well I'll say this is quite the establishment the two of you have got here!" Retracting his hand from his, he replaced it atop his apple cane. "Charlie was saying this hotel was meant for some sort of redemption program for sinners, is that right? I'd love to see more of it. I'm sure you wouldn't mind showing me around, would you - Alastor, was it?" If he was quiet and reserved, Lucifer had plenty of confidence and pride in him to cover the both of them. Despite his short stature - The Devil seemed hardly at all intimidated by the height difference between the two of them.

"Dad, this is Alastor! He's been helping with the hotel..." Charlie stated and then motioned past him.

Adjusting his suit, he turned on his heel to where she had indicated. His hands were coming to fold atop his apple cane as he did. He wasn't sure what he was expecting. Coming to a hotel meant for sinners - but he wasn't expecting who he was met with. That was for certain. Sinners came in all sorts of varieties, this much he was aware. But to his knowledge, the one that he was being met with right now was more than just an average sinner. This was one of those Overlords he'd been vaguely aware of. And while he had known about their existence and their power struggle over Pride, Lucifer had paid no mind to it. Mostly, giving the sinners free reign to live as they wanted for the most part. Something that may or may not have been a mistake on his part.

The name had crossed news here and there. But he never had a face to put with it. Or well- hadn't a reason to put a face to the name. Not since he'd been too preoccupied with his own issues. Like isolating himself for the last 7 years while he was lost in a deep depression over Lilith having left him. Something he would still be doing if Charlie hadn't called him up to actually ask him for his help. So, needless to say, this was actually the first time he had stepped outside of his room and even the palace in quite a while. But putting aside his thoughts and feelings on sinners and Charlie's plan here - he flashed the demon a smile in greeting.

"Soo you're the one who's been here helping my Char Char, huh?" Lucifer greeted, stepping up to the demon clas in blue. "Lucifer! Aha, it's good to meet you!"

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//sorry it's short. I was having a hard time focusing and I figure it's their first meeting. So it'll get better x.x

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"Oooh ho is that right? Bold words for a sinner. If anyone is making themselves look like a fool, it'll be you!" Taking a hand off his cane, he purposely reached forward to ruffle his red hair, maintaining his own smug grin. "Bambi!"

"Alright since you were just dying for my attention, here I am Bambi~" He smirks, leaning on his apple cane, hands folded on top of it.

Alastor only just stares down at the king of hell very eerily in silence.. If it weren't for him being the most literal powerful demon of all, alastor could had enjoyably wipe that smirk off of his face since he also just called him bambi. Alastor's smile widens in a warning as he leans down to the king's level to speak. "I have never once recalled wanting of any attention of such.. You are just asking to make a fool out of yourself here, wich I find quite amusing.." He stares at him with a widen grin as he just hopes that would shut him up.

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"Dad, this is Alastor! He's been helping with the hotel..." Charlie stated and then motioned past him.

Adjusting his suit, he turned on his heel to where she had indicated. His hands were coming to fold atop his apple cane as he did. He wasn't sure what he was expecting. Coming to a hotel meant for sinners - but he wasn't expecting who he was met with. That was for certain. Sinners came in all sorts of varieties, this much he was aware. But to his knowledge, the one that he was being met with right now was more than just an average sinner. This was one of those Overlords he'd been vaguely aware of. And while he had known about their existence and their power struggle over Pride, Lucifer had paid no mind to it. Mostly, giving the sinners free reign to live as they wanted for the most part. Something that may or may not have been a mistake on his part.

The name had crossed news here and there. But he never had a face to put with it. Or well- hadn't a reason to put a face to the name. Not since he'd been too preoccupied with his own issues. Like isolating himself for the last 7 years while he was lost in a deep depression over Lilith having left him. Something he would still be doing if Charlie hadn't called him up to actually ask him for his help. So, needless to say, this was actually the first time he had stepped outside of his room and even the palace in quite a while. But putting aside his thoughts and feelings on sinners and Charlie's plan here - he flashed the demon a smile in greeting.

"Soo you're the one who's been here helping my Char Char, huh?" Lucifer greeted, stepping up to the demon clas in blue. "Lucifer! Aha, it's good to meet you!"

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//sorry it's short. I was having a hard time focusing and I figure it's their first meeting. So it'll get better x.x

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Oh. He blinked when the word had been repeated at him. Now, realizing what he had said in the first place. Those red eyes dropping to the knife that was held in his direction. Of course, he didn't flinch away from it. Honestly, even if he was struck with that knife, it wouldn't kill him. Lucifer was next to immortal. Killing him would be a very difficult task. So, instead of intimidating him as it probably should, he felt a small spark of excitement from the sight of it. Another difference to come about from his angelic self. These little bouts of darkness seemed to grab his attention. He couldn't help himself sometimes, even when it came to mortal souls on Earth. All of it added fuel to the fire for that softness he still felt towards humans and their dreams and hopes - with a dark twist. That part had come after years of being surrounded by the debauchery and sin that made up his realm. He was The Devil, after all.

But the way he had repeated after him. Now had his mind reeling. His intent merely just to learn more about him, now that he knew he had a story to tell. One that seemed much deeper than he would have thought. But his questioning - had Lucifer changing his tune just a little bit. Yes, he'd been nervous at the start of this because he wasn't sure what to make of the Radio Demon now. And he knew that it was showing, but he had at least been trying to make an attempt. However, now that he'd ignited something in Lucifer, he wasn't going to just ignore the implications that he had taken his words for. Not with glossing it over with other means of conversation.

This was the King of Pride.

"Well I was a little bit, you're a little hard to figure out--" Lucifer admitted but paused. His confidence quickly picking up, a smile snaked it's way across his features.

The King kept one hand pressed to the counter while he shifted closer to the sinner, leaning towards him. Uncaring of their height difference while he flashed a wide, confident grin up at him. That hand he had resting on the counter slid forward, daring to brush his fingers along his sleeve. Teasing. This was what he was doing now, teasing him. Because he had found a way out of the awkward. And it had skipped from small talk and straight into light teasing and flirting, as he often did. Again, it was meant to be harmless. If anything, just to give him a little bit of a hard time for taking his words so literally. Maybe this would be a better way to break the ice a little bit between them. So later, whenever they went for that drink, it wouldn't be so awkward to be spending time alone together in such a way.

"Ooh ho, trust me - there are a lot of things I could do to you. I'm just a little rusty when it comes to handling sinners like yourself."

"Great! Then it's a date!" He responded cheerfully to his acceptance without really thinking about his phrasing. This fact shows how he carried on with the duties he had been given without missing a beat.

Lucifer was terribly socially awkward. And it had just gotten worse since he had more or less written off sinners when his dreams had been crushed years ago. Then, add to the fact that he had isolated himself for the last seven years, just made it worse. Ever since the beginning, though, he'd been this way. It seemed to be woven into his core personality. The only difference between now and when he was an angel - was the fact that he had shed off the naivety of the world. And grown much more confident and prideful. It was still easy for him to become nervous and uncomfortable, though in certain situations. A fact that he did his best to cover his theatrics and comedic responses. All in attempts to hide how nervous he felt.

This time, he just seemed oblivious to the implications of his phrasing. Thinking nothing of it while he worked to finish his chopping. His attention was only being brought back to the sinner when he mentioned having to adjust to the way the kitchen was laid out. Setting aside the knife and the finished zucchini, he made a turn towards him, keeping one hand resting on the counter. Red eyes took a casual glance around the kitchen. It wasn't anything special. Just a standard commercial kitchen he supposed. Something that had been constructed as it was necessary. It hadn't been tailored to anyone in the hotel. Mostly because he didn't think there needed a reason for it to be. Or rather, he didn't realize.

"Well if you spend a lot of time here...would you like for it to be more.. comfortable?" Now the awkwardness was starting to show. He didn't know how to ask him this. Especially since Lucifer never seemed to take an interest before. The shift in the space he stood was enough to indicate that he was feeling a little pressed. Nervous. The reason behind that was beyond him. It was likely because he was coming to realize just how little he knew about the sinner. And how much he had just ignored because of the silly little rivalry they had held towards each other.

"I mean I can change this place up in a snap, if it would suit you better--" He could. This much he'd proven when they were rebuilding the hotel. Lucifer's magic went beyond that of anyone's in Hell.