#infernal general

[dracoiaboli]

After Ball disaster:

“I just can't wrap my mind around one thing.” she wanted to go about this respectfully, considering the bloody history and brotherhood rivalry. Yet she could hear her tone slip and body temperature rise

“The perfect opportunity to kill that sack of shit was there. Even Michael and all other angels were borderline disgusted by what he spewed. This time, removing him wouldn't have risked an all out war.” shaking her head in pure disbelief and overall male stupidity that seemed to extend to every species

“Flying isn't in my arsenal, but you could've followed and snapped his neck. Make it look like an accident in your blind rage. But no.” a laugh, bitter with the tiniest hint of the actual rage bubbling underneath

“And to think I was considering outside help if the situation in Pride becomes too overwhelming.” originally, she planned to end with not a scrape but a stab of words, ultimately decided against it. Still a Deadly Sin, still above her and she will not cross that line yet.

" When did I ever claim to be a strategist? I do what I want when I want to do it, and I always want to kill Michael. I don't give a damn about Adam, he's Lucifer's problem."

[infernal-feminae]

@infernal-general said: For Rosemary:

Of course Rozália was overseeing the evacuation as well, among many other things. As many people as possible must get into her district before midnight; the only secure area for the day. After answering a few questions of a friend group, her sharp eyes saw someone...someone whom she hasn't laid eyes upon before.

Cutting through the crowd with ease, she approached the petite sinner woman, who was probably wondering what all this hurry is for.

“Ma'am.” she bowed slightly, hoping she wouldn't scare her “I haven't seen you before, meaning you, pardon me for bringing it up: you died recently.” there was no nicer way to put it, no matter how she tried to think of a different wording

“In two days, Heaven sends down an army of killers, angelic butchers to slaughter people like you. It has been happening long before I arrived; I am General Rozália Véghváry, the reason why it turned into a battle instead of mindless culling since 1849.” it was definitely a lot to take in for the first time, but she didn't have any minutes go to waste.

“Would you like me to escort you to the only save place? You even can get comfortable in an apartment and stay if you want to even after the war is over.” she offered, the army had built plenty of apartment complexes and houses, only half full so far.

Rosemary was indeed, wondering what everyone was running around for. These heathens sure seemed to be in a hurry for something as he was consistently pushed and shoved out of the way. "Fucking rude..." She muttered, jumping slightly when someone addressed her.

Her gaze traveled up to a tall woman staring down her. A glance at her attire would tell the new sinner that she must be a military woman. "Yeah, kinda already figured that out, honey." Rosemary said dismissively. She was about to be on her way when the woman's next words made her freeze dead in her tracks.

....What? Heaven sent down angels to...slaughter demons? Well, of course these people probably deserved it. That's why they were in Hell! But so was she. Would that mean they would kill her?

As fear began to settle in, Rosemary nodded, only half-listening to Rozy. She wasn't sure if she could trust her, but she didn't want to be stuck out here when this Purge happened. "Yeah...yeah, take me to where ever this apartment is. I ain't gonna be slaughtered like a fuckin' animal!"

[usagoos]

“...Vassago”

There was something different in her tone, an undercurrent of something undescribable.

“Whatever you hear what's going on in Pride during Extermination, do not interfere. No matter what. Even if they say I'm dead; I'm probably not. Just...be safe and thank you for your friendship.” although her smile didn't reach her eyes, her words were sincere; as always.

“What?” The Goetic demon’s voice was filled with worry as he moved closer to the warrior. “You can’t say something like that and expect me not to do anything! You’re not going to get yourself killed, are you?”

Vassago wasn’t an idiot; countless scenarios began running through his mind. Reaching out, he placed a hand on her shoulder, his tone softening as he spoke her name.

“Rozália…”he could not muster a smile

[qveenofgluttony]

((I don't know which blog to send to because I bet your inboxes are flooded: I'm so proud of you. Proud to call you my friend. Proud to know you for years. Proud to be the one asked for the graphics of this tremendous event. This was thrilling, exciting, amazing, creative, full of twists, turns and drama; like I was watching a real episode of the show, just you know, ten times better. Which is also thanks to every writer who participated. I'm in awe how could you organize this, amazed at your endless creativity, tenacity. Even though it's over, it will probably live rent free in my head for years to come. Now don't forget to hydrate, eat some snacks, sit back a little, because you deserve all the rest and praise for bringing the community together with such brilliance.))

Jasmine!!!! 🥺 You've been such a huge moral support for me throughout this event. You've always been there for every event and I am so grateful you grounding me and being a listening ear when I'm unsure about things. You are one of my dearest friends I've made on here. Haha don't worry, I will! As long as you do the same, my friend <3

[arachnaemboss]

Have a kitten in these trying times💖

zestial would 100% adopt this one thank u

[erthlyheavn]

@infernal-general said:

...For Gabriel

“Were you ashamed of me?” came the piercing question still dripping from hurt “Or afraid for your purity? Even when drunk beyond comprehension, I still married you before we ended up in bed. Not to mention with the appropriate ring that seared my flesh.”

The sudden appearance of her ex-wife catches the Archangel off guard. She had thought Rozy wanted nothing more to do with her after....Regardless, a part of the angel that still loved Rozy was ecstatic to see her again...until what the general said made her fragile heart shatter into a million pieces all over again. "I... is that what you think this was all about!?" Gabriel breathed, her voice becoming dangerously low, pure disbelief laced it.

She wasn't expecting her ex-wife to have a good opinion of her after what happened between them, but to accuse her of--!?

"No, General. I wasn't ashamed of you. I was never once ashamed of you!" Gabriel shouted defensively, her voice rising with each word. "I divorced you because you CHEATED on me. You know, I honestly wouldn't have minded if you wanted to bring someone else into the relationship. Really, I wouldn't! It's the fact that you didn't bother telling me about the cowboy. Oh no, I had to hear about him from one of your RELATIVES."

[stadam]

@infernal-general.

shalom harlow and marc vanderloo photographed by bruce weber for versace  f/w 1996

[mothvalentino]

@infernal-general said: “Your luck continues to fail you.”

ཐིཋྀ "Luck? Hah! No, baby."

"Riggory is what it is."

[dracoiaboli]

🍒 + infernal-feminae, contractfee, blitzbuckz

infernal feminae: Already answered, but I specifically like how much Hannah gets inspired to make fankids! its fun, its creative, she's made three for me and that's pretty cool! Not something you see too often! Wanna see more of Paimon anf Glitz's babies...as well Adam and Charlie's daughter whenever that becomes a thing! xD so curious about that one specifically!

contractfee: Pretty eager to explore Striker's character through a lot of AU's and the like! Admitidly I don't know the mun too well, but I do enjoy versatility they have with Characters. Baxter, Lute, Striker! All quite different!

blitzbuckz: Incredibly fun ngl! They will surprise you with random art of from your rp blog like when Paimon brought up his fear of frogs. They kinda have a energetic and charming vibe to them, and they have been quite nice to me which obviously is gonna make me like them! Probably my favorite portrayal of Blitzo atm! It feels like an authentic portrayal but also one that I couldn't mistake for anyone else's.

[infernal-feminae]

🚢 surprise ship? 😶

𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

[infernal-feminae]

Just as she did in 1930, Rosie had sensed Rozália's presence the moment she stepped foot inside Cannibal Town. She was on guard, as were the rest of her people as they eyed the General with a varying expressions of fear, hatred, and wariness as to what the purpose of her visit could be...Though the corpse hanging from her shoulder had also caught their attention.

"General," Was the Overlord's equally cold greeting, brow rising in mild intrigue at what seemed to be a proposal of a truce. There was very few people Rosie actually despised and Rozália was one of them. However, she did agree with their territories bordering each other it wasn't exactly convenient. Once she had a grudge, they hard to let go of, but she would take the high road and hear the General out at least.

Her void-like eyes widened in shock, gasps from her people broke the uneasy silence once the unmistakable corpse of angel was laid out before them. She was already salivating once she realized she was being offered angelic flesh. Her and her people had gotten a taste for it, and they'd be loathe to turn it down. It was considered a delicacy after all.

But Rosie was not so ruled by her ravenous hunger. She eyed Rozália for a moment, before letting out a sigh. "Alright. Consider ya'self the guest of honor then. Sure was nice of ya to go ahead and roast the poor soul fa' us." Sarcasm laced her tone, and also a tinge of amusement. Rosie wouldn't be taking the first bite even with Rozy's assurance it wasn't poisoned.

Taking that as their cue, some of her people made a grab for the corpse, trying to rip whatever they could apart but they knew they couldn't eat it yet. They'd prepare it for the grand feast later on that night. Rosie watched them for a moment, before turning to the General. "So, who was the sucka' that unfortunate 'nough ta' cross your path anyhow?"

@infernal-feminae

Rozália had to applaud her army's unwavering composure during the most uncertain moments they ever lived through since the very first clash with Heaven. And now she wasn't present as an unshakeable pillar of support, protection; she was the one who collapsed after taking a tremendous risk for all of them. She barely had slivers of memories regarding the past few weeks, all she remembers is embracing heat, the Fallen urging her to stand and brief bursts of restless drive forward.

Nobody could hide the relief when she finally woke from her coma, seemingly without any lasting damage. At least physically. The mental part was always trickier when it came to divine or demonic possession, let alone both at the same time. A day and she was already on her feet, testing, carefully threading the murky waters under the watchful eyes of her officers. They refused to tell how Marcell ended up with second degree burns on his arms. Not like they needed to, she had a devastating guess.

After three days, she ventured outside of her district the first time, with purpose in her stride. Almost the whole Pride was still barren land, torched beyond recognition, glass solidified in unnatural shapes. She followed the path of fiery destruction to the very center where she'd set up the trap, the seal. The site mostly intact, only a deep gouge slithered across where the once glowing seal cracked. And she found what she was looking for.

Her steps leisure, as if she was taking a friendly stroll in Cannibal Colony; only the tiniest smirk occasionally catching the corner of her lips. Those who survived, hadn't forgotten 1930. Good. She never intended them to. A justified slaughter ended by an abrupt decree, a heavy chain reigning her bloodlust, her rightful vengeance by force. The corpse unceremoniously tossed over her shoulder swayed with her steps. So did the head belonging to it in her grip.

“Ms Rosie.” the General's smile was cold like a slithering viper among flowers

“I'm well aware that our...history hasn't been the best. I believe I managed to achieve a new order, and having such bad blood with you, being the Overlord of the territory neighboring mine isn't beneficial for any of us.” she laid the angel's corpse down, batting pine green ashes from her bright cape

“I've brought you a gift. A Hunter, a human turned Exorcist, roasted by Hellfire. I'm not going to act like I have any idea how does it taste, but I can guarantee such combination is rare. The armor is melted to skin, but I assume you have the tools to get to the insides. If not, I feel generous enough to help prying it open.” the burnt head with unrecognizable features molten together placed next to the corpse

“I think you are aware that I favor rather...straightforward methods regarding settling conflicts, instead of using poison. But. To soothe worries that might arise, I would like to stay during your feast as insurance that I have not tampered with it in any form. If you'd have me.” Rozália concluded, given her frequently proclaimed disgust regarding cannibalism, her offer was almost as strong as an outright apology and attempt to work towards a less rocky future.

[qveenofgluttony]

🕯️ for the Queen

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character

I have great respect for the General, but sometimes she goes a little too far for my tastes. She brought up good points, but I don't like how she handled that situation with the death entity.

[viva-la-valo]

can we stop using ai apps like remini to fix the quality of ville/HIM pictures 😭 or just any pictures in general..i can always tell and it always looks like shit.

[garvalhaminho]

the herondale tradition to be the tortured poet

[qveenofgluttony]

Her attention snapped towards the General, brow raised. Hm. As always, Rozàlia did bring up a good question. One Beelzebubs was thinking herself, but she was just so exhausted and angry from the days' events to really ask.

Beelzebub's gaze returned to Karma as she came to her own defense. "Hmmm." She hummed. The explanation was plausible, but now that the seed of doubt was planted...

The Queen snapped her fingers. "Check the corpses." She commanded, a few of her servants nodding stiffly and scurrying out of the room.

"You will stay here for a few moments longer." She said to Karma. "However, I trust you are being truthful to me. So confirming your words should be no issue."

@infernal-general

@deathshadowed

Shedding the previous happiness coursing through her veins like a snake would its skin, the General's sharp eyes followed the veiled woman making a mad dash towards the Queen. The only reason she hasn't stopped her yet with a precise throw of her concealed spear was the lack of usage of power. Furthermore if she wanted to harm the Queen this way, a scene like this was simply suicide.

Her stride carried her usual authority, enough for the halted guards to part and allow her to listen to the woman explaining her case.

“Your Majesty, if I may.” her rich alto rang clear in the silence “By no means I'm questioning Your judgment, I only have a few questions, better said, one.”

“Since you have this...curse you speak of, exactly how did you reign it for days? What kind of precautions did you take?”

[helenofblackthorns]

hmm since Clary also has the scar from having contact with an angel, do you think all of Clace's kids will inherit it? like will it stop being the "one of our ancestors fucked in a cave" scar & start being the "our ancestors were child experiments" scar?