#helllords

[alex-leweird]

"Dark proporsal"

[therelentless]

"Good boy." (from Mammon, ask and ye shall receive lmao)

{ @helllords ;;

Nandor. Mammon's most annoying problem. he's in love now.

[deviatory]

plotted starter for @helllords

He had waited until Levi had left the apartment (he would not grief him, he would not understand, he could see it in his eyes) until he found his place knelt against the cold tile, and a little time after, until his deep scent no longer lingered so strongly before gave himself to prayer. What was he doing? (shameful). What was he becoming? What was it worth? (he could still feel him on his skin.) It was not a routine he would boast. (he wasn’t human). He kept no cross anymore on the wall, nor bible at hand, no image he did not deserve, the rosary kept at his chest battered and damaged. Perhaps out of shame, or fear, his faith would always be a private affair. It was his way to repent for his existence (there was no way to save his soul, this very act was blasphemy), to attempt to understand the pain (he deserved the pain), and once a source of solace (who else could hear him?), the hope that maybe the world was capable of becoming something better.

There was something watching him. Something wasn’t right. A twisting sense of dread prickled at the back of his neck. His nostrils flared. Standing almost immediately to attention. There was something deep and primordial in him that told him he should run.

His eye snapped open. Head tilted, although not yet giving this intruder his view.

“You don’t belong here. You should not be here.”

[fcllederage]

@helllords sent: [ WAIT ] realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure. (from Luci)

As fingers wrapped around their wrist, Hyacinthe jumped slightly in surprise but they did not try to pull their arm off. It was only Luka and them in the room, it could only be him. Instead, they slowly turned around, glancing at them quizically. Luka was rarely ever vocal about his feelings so they often had to guess what he wanted. "You know I have to go," they mused softly, stepping closer until they only had to lean over slightly so their noses brushed. "But I can't skip work. I need money."

[sortilegum]

👤+ Asmodeus (squinting, hard)

Send me 👤+ a character name for my muse’s opinion on that character

“Asmodeus…. Asmodeus is temptation. I’m not sure how to comprehend him. He is unfathomable, incomparable to any creature I have known. In nature there are carnivorous plants that lure insects with bright colours… their scent. I am not so infallible. I was born human. — I want him, and want to be his. My skin shivers. My pulse... quivers. I will not fall so easily to his command, but I want to. I want his flesh. I want to bleed. I want him to love me, I want to cut out his heart and I want him to destroy me. The black and the white serpent oh see how we dance And behind those green eyes they call, they call, they call. Don't be afraid they speak. -- It's madness. And I know not if it's conscious. He frightens me.”

[ofmusicandprayers]

@helllords said: "you seem disappointed." (from Asmodeus? (:)

"Disappointed to see you here? Oh, never. Not at all." Sandalphon's tone is dripping with sarcasm, while his arms are folded over his chest and his upper lip is curled into a sneer. "Though I'm sure you have easy pickings in a place like this." Music festivals were always an interesting balance between virtue and vice. In fact, he's almost a little surprised Asmodeus is the first demon he's encountered at one. "Just know I'll incinerate you if you try to seduce one of my musicians."

[undeadunalive]

@helllords ∣🩸

"I don't believe we've introduced. Dr. Jonathan Reid and... who or what might you be?"

[murdercapitxl]

“The answer is no by the way, to whatever you’re about to say.” (Leviathan @ Marko)

Ice Breakers II Accepting

"...so no skinny-dipping, then?" Marko placed his forearms against the banister, leaning down to rest his chin on top of them. He stared down at Leviathan sitting on the sand, a mischievous grin gracing his features. But the following silence spoke volumes, making the small vampire release a drawn-out groan and roll his eyes in disbelief. "Ugh -- at least crack a smile!" Some people had no sense of humour. He was undeterred, however. There was no particular reason why he was here, other than to strike up a conversation with the elusive man. He found it funny, however, that his reputation for bothering others was already well-known by him.

"I just wanted to say hello," he continued, briefly chewing on a loose thread from his jacket sleeve, before sticking out his hand towards the other in greeting. He waggled his fingers to encourage the other to shake it. "Marko. You're not from around here, are you?" Tilting his head, the vampire studied him unashamedly. The boys knew everybody in Santa Carla, differentiating between locals and tourists. And Marko recognised a new face popping up on the scene. He'd been here a few days already, but it was only now that the blond decided to investigate.

[mxldito]

Beelzebub leaves this here and mouths "Let me bite you" before scurrying off lmao

Are you Coyote's type?

"Hmmm. A chick being a little spooky has never really stopped me before. . .Lemme rub my stink on you and then you can sit that cute ass down over here!"

[therelentless]

“ any chance you have an extra heart? mine’s been stolen. ” (from Asmodeus)

something something flirting asks ;; @helllords

"Wait... like in me?" A weird question, but he had heard worse. "That would be a no, but that would be nice, though. Can you imagine? You stake one but not the other, and surprise! I'm still alive. In a jar? well... not me, but my housemate has tons of them. He's doing some weird shit with them, you interested? it's free!" Anything to get rid of those body parts that Laszlo had been collecting.

[waywardcollective]

Small Starter Call II @helllords

"Are you here to kill me?" Eli enquired, glancing up from his newspaper to stare directly at the other. It was early morning, and a fresh cup of coffee was on the table in front of him. Untouched, as though he was expecting to be disturbed. "Or continue admiring me from afar?" For the past few days, he watched from the tiny attic window as they routinely passed by the street he hid on. And now they were finally here, trespassing. "Your ability to monitor somebody is far from subtle."

[deviatory]

Aloe, peony and chrysanthemum for Malachi!

𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 [ 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 ]

aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?

answered here for reasons

chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ? 

Surprising romantic affection comes easily to Malachi. Whether or not he accepts his own feelings about the other is another story. If Malachi is allowed to be himself. He is a gentleman and he feels very strongly in taking a dominant, protective and consistent role in providing for his mates even if he may appear to become more outwardly submissive. His affection might come across as softer and more physical when he’s comfortable with someone. He can be a spontaneous lover, he likes taking his partners away from their mundane settings, although he’ll always ask before he organises anything drastic. He also enjoys cooking elaborate meals, making sure those he cares about are never hungry is an unsurprisingly high priority. As far as gifts are concerned he’ll probably never give his mates gifts with any monetary value. Shells, pretty pebbles, flowers and feathers are common.

Loving is easy for Malachi. Malachi does not feel at all negatively about love because in his mind it is a pure emotion. Its other feelings, memories, and insecurities brought on from his past traumas which make him hesitate. 

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

I don’t think Malachi himself knows what would make him happy because whenever he’s had happiness or made a decision, it’s always either been taken away, or it's been redirected to serve someone else's whims. 

I’ve mentioned it before that if Malachi had a choice he would choose to return to his equine form and live wild, or alternatively his true form away from society, to live out the remainder of his life. As that stands due to his physical disabilities he can’t. Although, I feel he would be most settled if he were to move out to the country and live somewhere remote, maybe near a lake or amongst the wetlands, to live a modest life and just be amongst nature as his life comes to a close. That would bring him happiness.

[fcllederage]

@helllords sent: "If you don't terrify people a little bit then what's the point." (from Mammon lmao)

Hyacinthe could not help but laugh in amusement, deep down wondering whether or not the blonde woman was actually being serious. They did not know each other very well just yet and there was a part of the queen that screamed that Mammon, despite looking absolutely adorable and harmless, could very well be extremely dangerous. "I'd rather make people feel happy and comfortable," she admitted. "Instead of making them feel scared." She had spent too many years of her life being scared, so much that she did not want anyone to feel that around her.

[sortilegum]

Asmodeus + Q for the child meme 👀

If they had a kid.... lord help us

Name: Gabrielle (Gabe)

Gender: female

General Appearance: A smallish child with curly chestnut brown hair and olive-toned skin. I'd imagine them inheriting Asmodeus' green eyes.

Personality: Curious, although quiet. I imagine them as a child who is eager to learn, please and engage with their parents. I feel like she'd be adored by Q.

Special Talents: .... considering she'd be born of a witch with demonic blood and a demon, she'd probably be quite strong. I'd probably consider her to have some variant of mind control, illusion or at least manipulation.

Who they like better: Asmodeus

Who they take after more: Asmodeus

Personal Head canon: Unbeknownst to Q, Gabrielle can travel between earth and hell. Although she doesn't remember her time there when she returns.

[devilmass]

‘ will i be forgiven for the sins i did not commit , but created ? ’ (from Lucifer?)

“ if god don't forgive ya, i will. ”

“ i got more'n enough room at my table fer' you. ”

[feveredbcnes]

Diddy starter call II @helllords​

                A great cloud of dust filled the air as Reynardine pushed his way into the room, forcing him to cough. It was one of many inside the desolate house, all of its windows boarded up and left to rot -- but for a squatter, it was paradise. At least, the opportunity for a roof over his head. The absence of security was a plus. He could potentially stay here for a while without being disturbed; it was a risk he was willing to take. Beggars could not be choosers. Despite how cold the room was, sheer exhaustion lulled him straight to sleep after he found a spot to unfurl his sleeping bag and climb inside. But less than an hour passed by before he suddenly jolted awake and sat upright, every part of him on edge. There was somebody else in the room. “Shit,” he responded, heart pounding inside of his chest as he scrambled for convincing words. “...uh -- look. I have nothin’ worth stealin’, okay? My friend should be here soon, so...” He lied, trying his best to sound confident. But the fear in his widened eyes betrayed how he truly felt.