#infernal dominion

[the-delightful-temptation]

@infernal-dominion contination from here

There were too many things inside Ozzie’s mind. Spiraling on all the possibilities after what happened in the meeting, he hated Mammon, wanting to see his demise in a while now. But he knew this moment wasn’t the best. 

“Yes it is.. Too much is going on too fast.” Asmodeus sits on a chair close to him, crossing his legs before he continues. “Nestling ourselves and waiting isn’t going to work. You know about this better than I do. Father, if he had all the strength in his hand, he could wipe us out of existence even in our territory.”

The sin picks his phone, pressing on the screen a circle of flames appears in front of them, showing some plans.

“But I have to agree with Bel, we have to be smarter. Send something to weaken the angels. But we can’t send Lute back, it would be too obvious. Adam would kill her in an instant. But.. if we make the siege, I can lure Adam out and make it seem like he won a fight against me, but we use that to sneak Bel’s weapon inside the pearly gates.”

Asmodeus leans forward, holding Lucifer’s hand with both of his.

“I know you may still be against the siege. But I need you to trust me. We can’t let Adam destroy what we built Luci.. There is too much at stake.”

[deepspacevivarium]

@infernal-dominion | from here It would take a little more than three rings for the other line to finally pick up, and Lucifer’s voice to ring out through the speaker, thick with worry and concern. “Hey, Charlie, darling. So sorry about that, dear, I’ve been rather busy over here. Is something wrong? Did something happen?”

"Hi, dad!" Charlie's voice trembles. She can't keep up a cheery facade, not for this. "Um, you know how we got a new fallen angel last night? I've found another one. There's a girl here, too--a friend of mine. I, I just, I don't want to move them by myself and aggravate their wounds. I need help."

[infernal-feminae-archived]

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She didn’t know how long she had been wandering Earth. Ever since the reality of what she had just done finally set in, Aurelia fled Heaven before anyone would think to connect the crime to her. But there was also another reason she had to distance herself from all the other angels.

She still craved the flesh and blood of her brethren. 

She had just committed an unforgiveable SIN. The guilt weighed heavy on her shoulders. She had EATEN another angel....Disgust and self-hatred held her tight in their clutches.

Aurelia shivered as she walked through the plains. Although she had to admit, Earth was surprisingly much more peaceful than Heaven, but oh so cold sometimes.

It didn’t help that her hunger had returned to her. But it was ten times worse with now what she what it was like to eat her fill. After knowing just how divine angelic flesh tasted....

Of course, this was her own self-inflicted punishment. She had decided to fast herself for her crimes. She knew she couldn’t give into to temptation again. Lest she lose another piece of her soul to her sin. She was better than that...wasn’t she?

[infernal-feminae]

@infernal-dominion said: “You shouldn’t be here.” Lucifer looking this small, tiny angel up and down slightly warily. He couldn’t help but be reminded of his own daughter. Maybe that was why his tone was a little softer than it normally would be.

This was him.

She had heard countless stories about him and the other sins. Each one serving as a cautionary tale and a boogeyman figure to spook the younger angels. Emily would have never thought in all of her immortal life that she would come face to face with Lucifer Morningstar himself.

The first Fallen.

The Devil.

"...I've been hearing that a lot recently." Emily murmured, surprised that she is able to speak in his presence. He is very intimidating, yes. But for some reason, she wasn't...afraid of him.

[lust-sinner]

“Asmodeus? Ready yourself for battle if you can. And gather all of your armies and send them to Pride with as many weapons as you can muster. Heaven is planning an invasion.” @infernal-dominion

Ozzie raises one eyebrow at the lucifer’s request, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and placing it on the throne, uncrossing his legs concomitantly. His eyes focus on the king of hell confused and intrigued by the request.

“My king.. You know I’m not much of a fighter.” Said the sin, leaning forward on his throne, his curious countenance changing slowly to a smile. “I’m more of a lover.”

Knowing Lucifer would never just ask something like that for nothing, Asmodeus makes a hand signal, making a chair and a table float to stand between them, inviting the king of hell to sit.

“I would gladly put my soldiers at your leisure. But may I ask what happened? And why do you think heaven is coming? I mean.. I thought they just hated the sinners, not us after we got expelled down here.”

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[sinful-feminae-a]

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The things she’d do if Lucifer lets her get away with it

A succubus should know how to please her.

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"Forgive me for the sudden intrusion, darling." The sin greeted. "I would have let you know I was coming by earlier, but I suppose I was feeling a bit spontaneous. I do hope I haven't interrupted anything important...?"

[erthlyheavn]

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;

@infernal-dominion said: How about my URL?

Do I Follow Them?: Mmhm!

Why Did I Follow Them?: I followed Blight back on their Pentious blog because and was impressed by the sheer amount of detail they put into Pentious' backstory. I forget how many pages it was exactly but either way, that's true dedication to your blorbo right there.

Do We Role Play?: Yeah, we do!

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Uh, duh. Lmao.

An AU Idea For Our Muses: 

A Song For Our Muses: 

Do I Ship Our Muses?: I ship a lot of our muses together lol

What I Think About The Mun: I honestly love how Blight and I are usually on the same wavelength when it comes AUs and thread ideas. But they're a brilliant writer and I only dream as being as detailed when it comes to their worldbuilding and other headcanons. Also, their ideas in general are something I can vibe with and I'm always just like "👀" when they come to me with a new plot idea.

Overall Opinion: One of the blogs I admire most on this site who does an excellent job at portraying villainous muses with depth and reasons for their motivations. I guarantee you won't be disappointed if you follow any one of Blight's blogs.

[lankybirdy]

@infernal-dominion asked: 🖤 send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours.

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

[deepspacevivarium]

(Meant to be an anon ask)

Well, it wasn’t every day that the King of Hell himself walked through the doors of the Hotel, and yet here he was, walking right in past the doors and across the carpet into the front lobby. Hands behind his back, holding his apple-topped staff, white suit and top hat as fancy as ever, with a wide smug grin that was full of fangs. His eyes slid from left to right, left to right, keenly, almost like he was looking for someone…

@infernal-dominion

"Yoo-hoo! Hiya, Dad! I'm right over here!" Charlie waves from where she's sitting at the front desk. She was in the middle of a crossword puzzle when her father came in. The lobby is empty save for the two of them; Husk is on break and Angel is sleeping off a hangover in his room. The others are...somewhere. The hotel is really big; she can't keep track of everybody.

"You're here because you miss me and want to spend time with me, right?" she asks, twirling her pencil between her fingers. It had better be a social call, because she's this close (forefinger and thumb held a centimeter apart) from losing her shit because Angel Dust keeps webbing up all the supply closets.

[infernal-feminae-archived]

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“Lucifer?” Beelzebub’s soft, honeyed voice echoed off the walls of the room. It was not long after the battle that the sin had decided to seek the King of Hell out. She had not personally witnessed the Exorcist going back to Heaven, having been in a different location during their the battle and she could only imagine how Lucifer was taking it and perhaps offer any comfort he would accept from her.

“I heard about...what happened.” A brief pause. “How are you faring?”

[infernal-feminae]

Sera.

Not High Seraphim.

Sera.

It was jarring, but it actually felt...good to have him address her by her name and not her title. Blinking out of her brief stupor, she sighed. "...Because I failed my purpose. I am not the leader the Creator made me to be. The reason for my entire existence. Because I'm...a mistake."

“…That so.”

His gaze was level, even, his face a flat look of stoicism, voice unusually bereft of any emotion.

He slowly bends down at the knees to look her in the face, squatted before her, one hand still clutching the pole of his cane in his hand, the wedding ring of his wife visibly sitting atop a gloved hand.

“…And what exactly brought you to think that, Sera?”

Sera.

He said her name. For the first time in what felt like eternity.

The only moniker he had ever called her since he fell had only ever been High Seraphim, the first time spat viciously between bloodied gold lips as he knelt beaten and bloody in chains, and all the other times a cold and idle hum, a title of formality, stripped of all its weight and leaving only a hollow glibness.

This time…It was her name.

[lust-sinner]

“Ozzie, darling, dove, love of my life, with all due respect, I’m not handing Lute over to you. I know how you can get around pretty new faces, but please, try and keep your distance at least for now. I’m trying to help her see reason, that Heaven is a tyrannical place ruled by a despot, and, shockingly, insinuating that you would sell her body for profit if you had the chance or keep her for yourself is only going to set her back.” @infernal-dominion

"Aww come on Luci. Haven't you learned about sharing?" Ozzie laughs at himself before crossing his arms in front of his chest. "But I didn't know you were training the angel to be honest. My fans are the one giving idea to keep the little angel to myself, and you know I like pets."

@infernal-general

[deathshadowed]

@infernal-dominion

Solitude and the desert were old, familiar friends. Made her feel like she belonged to the beautiful landscape even now when she was a wraith among vibrancy. Her decision to metaphorically bury her weapons -she would've never had gotten rid of her revolvers- and live a decent, quiet life failed spectacularly; a grim reminder of the words of an another feared gun for hire: she wasn't a savior but a killer.

Angeleyes was oh so right and Karma couldn't loathe the man for that. A sigh followed by a small smile, at least Villám was with her despite everything. Ivory fingers curled a tiny bit tighter into the mane of the sleek ebony horse, sometimes she decided to ignore tacks and rode in a way like the nomadic tribes her father told her about did.

It was strange to find a demon so deep in the endless horizon, furthermore alone; she was well aware the desert was also an unmarked burial ground, mostly for the undeserved. Gently steering Villám towards the figure, she had enough water to spare in case they managed to get utterly lost and she wasn't the type to simply ride past someone dying from thirst.

She came to a halt in front of the creature, ink black lips parting to offer help. The shadows whispered. Or she came to the conclusion that they did in lack of a better culprit. They have done so while she was alive too, bringing many unexplainable images, facts, faces along with a strong sense of deja vu. By now she learned to listen to them.

“Have we met before?”

Despite the confusion, her tone gentle as always, acid green eyes stared, overfilled with curiosity.