#ic asks

[efverse]

(that will not be her last cup of coffee for the day.)

[kal-tennyson]

Hmph...

So you must be the gravitational engineer that caught Pyx's fancy and helped repair the watch...

- @scraps-stark

Yes, and you must be the High Priest, yes? Pleasure. Pyx seems to think we would get along, given the chance.

[dvilsdesire-a]

☀  Singing them to sleep. // pick your fave

Some old ask I can't remember (:

Haarlep sat on the bed, running his fingers through Raphael's hair, a little damp from his bath. No doubt the aches and pains of the day were melted away when Raphael had entered the restoration fountain, soaking himself in scented oils. Haarlep had watched, of course--always watching his favourite cambion.

Though the master of the house did not require sleep as often as a mortal may have, Raphael was still part human, and much to his dismay, he still required it every so often. Either that or perhaps it was simply the fact that Haarlep was too damn good at his job, ruining the devil beneath his fingertips and with his body.

At first, Haarlep hummed, an old Calimshan lullaby that Raphael had once sung to him when he rested. Haarlep so very enjoyed being read to, and though he did not require sleep like the cambion did, he still enjoyed lazing about and resting his eyes.

Raphael also liked the sound of his own voice, so why not use it to lull him to sleep--and an incubus was so good at tormenting their victims, whether it be laying them to sleep to induce nightmares or bedding them. Haarlep was a master of it all.

"There, there, sweet prince," he murmured, leaning down and pressing his lips to Raphael's temple as his breathing deepened to indicate he was reaching the depths of his dream realm. "Sleep tight, my love."

Haarlep settled himself on the bed beside Raphael, wrapping a wing around the other devil.

[opportunistic-chicanery]

Whats 9+10?

The most punchable grin crosses his lips.

“A more pedantic borg might give the standard answer of 19, or 910 if he was feeling a little creative. But I, being the connoisseur of the Earthlie interwebs that I am, know only correct answer is 21.”

Check and mate random person.

[azalora-the-azerite-dragoness]

If Azalora's life were featured as a novel, what would it be called?

Azalora's Enchanted Odyssey: The Azerite Dragon's Tale

Above: Book Cover | Upon the back of the book the summary reads as follows:

In the mystical realm of Azeroth, where magic and wonder intertwine, Azalora, a majestic dragon infused with the potent energy of Azerite, embarks on a journey that will define her destiny.

Formerly the corpse of a dead bronze dragon, her bones became imbued with a shard of the dragon soul during the defeat of Deathwing. Some years after her body underwent a drastic transformation, reinvigorating her with the essence of life through the power of azerite. This comes about when azerite begins to bleed upon the dragon's corpse enabling Azalora to be reborn.

Now with life granted once more, Azalora moves through enchanted lands filled with mythical creatures and forgotten magic. She seeks to understand her new abilities and the true purpose for her existence. Along the way, she befriends a diverse group of allies, from a cunning rogue with a heart of gold to a death knight who is still blessed with the light. Together, they uncover ancient secrets that hint at a greater battle looming on the horizon.

However, their journey is shadowed by the relentless pursuit of the Void, an entity of darkness and chaos that seeks to consume all light in the universe. The Void, personified as a sinister force known as the Shadow Weaver, grows stronger with each realm it corrupts. Its minions, twisted by darkness, chase Azalora, drawn by the pure, radiant energy of Azerite flowing within her. The Shadow Weaver aims to harness this energy to unleash a void storm that would plunge Azeroth into eternal night.

Azalora must harness her newfound powers, forge alliances, and face her fears to thwart the Void's malevolent plan. Her odyssey becomes not just a quest for personal understanding but a battle for the soul of Azeroth itself. In a tale woven with courage, friendship, and the magic of Disney-like storytelling, Azalora learns that even the darkest shadows can be dispelled by the light within one's heart.

@safrona-shadowsun - thanks for the ask! This was actually really fun to answer, LOL! I hope I did it justice LMAO

Mentions: @unabashedrebel & Zyriann Lichbane

[dvilsdesire]

*bites his nip*

Random asks || always accepting

At the sudden chomp of his very tender peck, Haarlep looked down to see Katya biting his nipple. Whatever troubling thoughts had had the incubus entirely distracted, were instantly gone, his tail wagging happily behind his legs.

"Dear, this is why you are allowed to do whatever you please in my company. Truly, you are such a fine delight and a cherished addition to this House of Hope," he said, scratching her behind the ear with his talons.

(( in response to sad pouty tits out Lep ))

[ghostclangen]

💎 GhostClan 💎

...a horror-themed clangen 'anthology' blog, currently on its first arc: blood in the water, a paranormal horror/dark forest challenge run. updates tuesdays & fridays.

arc i: blood in the water ->

follows from @ringuzero + icon by @passing-moments

allegiances + start reading arc one

[wanderingkero]

Someone tell me a random weapon concept, I’m bored and need new stuff to draw that isn’t old projects I’m taking a break from.

[ticket-exe]

Oh, you magnificent fiend! You made us believe there was a chance to spare the poor Mr. Prog, but in reality, when you said "fired," you meant that term both figuratively AND literally. Either way, he'd be deleted. Clever.

[disillusionedjudge]

◎ + what do you think of Luciana’s boyfriend, Everard?

Send a ◎ and a question and my muse must answer, even if it’s a secret. @notyourdumblonde

"I have half a mind to chase him out of Archades!" Gylfie snapped, before she inhaled sharply and closed her eyes. She held it for a few moments, before she let it out slowly with a heavy sigh. "Everard is a mediocre soldier and a sorry excuse for a man. He is cruel and boarish, I will feel no sorrow if something were to befall him."

But... her expression shifted, and she looked... pained. "I... I fear for Luciana. She loves him, I know, but he holds no love for her. I wish to do something to stop the abuse, but I... I know to be cautious. I wish not to make things worse for her, regardless of how much I despise Everard."

[hriobzagelthewanderer]

Hriob, put on some pants when you're going in yer monster form.

"...Why? I mean if I have to I can throw on something really fast, but nothing is showing- that was the whole point of 'not having to worry about clothes' here. I will not be able to put together anything decent like this."

[magicalwarriordiamondheart]

Hi Valerie! 😊 Who is your all time favorite magical girl?

"!! Obviously the best magical girl ever is...

MY BEST FRIEND SOPHIE!!!"

[kevin--of-desert-bluffs]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (no pressure ofc 💜💜)✌️

5 things that make me happy?

1) The smiles of others, the bigger the better!

2) Teeth

3) Hard word and worship of a Smiling God

4) Fresh blood

5) Cute animals

[dvilsdesire-a]

Raphael reclined in his chair, one arm wrapped possessively around Haarlep's waist as the incubus settled across his lap. A wicked grin tugged at his lips as he leaned in, pressing a fervent trail of kisses along Haarlep's jawline and up to his temple. "My insufferable plaything" he murmured against warm skin, his melodious voice a velvet caress. "You tempt me so." The kisses grew more enthusiastic, scattering across his cheek and down his neck, each one lingering just enough to tease. His teeth grazed playfully now and then. // pampering... 🥹

Cute Raphlep || always accepting

Haarlep's tail flicked back and forth happily at the attention from the devil, his eyes halving and lips softening into a pleased smile. When Raphael pampered him with attention, it was almost worth being contracted to remain in the House of Hope as his plaything.

His skin prickled and back arched, claws tenderly kneading against both Raphael and the chair, as if he were some feline that was testing their claws against the newest of carpets.

"Then I am perfect," he whispered against Raphael's neck, lips tracing against a shoulder, gently tugging at his collar to get out of the way so he could taste the flesh of the other fiend.

"And I am perfect. Aren't I." It was no question, it was entirely a statement from Haarlep's wicked lips. Though if Raphael wished to indulge in stroking the incubus' ego, it would please him to hear it.

His hand reached back for Raphael's, where he promptly placed it on his backside.

[opportunistic-chicanery]

Ideally, how would you tackle the issue of poverty?

"And what issue would that be?" He chortles to himself before offering a dismissive hand wave. "Well that's really very simple, my non-descript friend. The most straightforward solution is to put down on the cost of living. And how do we do that? Ban children. Do you have any idea how many institutions would become obsolete overnight with the absence of children? Schools, daycares, playgrounds. It would save us millions in taxes. Why Motherboard insists are their allowance I can not fathom."

"Believe me, once they're gone, you'd wonder why no one did it sooner."

[askthespaceboykinnie]

You 🤝 me -> spaceboy fans,,