#lilith and bas

[whispers-of-lilith]

Hello! B, K and R for Toji? 🤭

Hello Bas! Thank you for sending in an ask 😊

B - Bashful - What's something one finds embarrassing about themselves, but the other finds adorable?

Me: Good lord, my ears. I was cursed with the antihelical fold on my ears being underdeveloped, so they stick out. I usually leave my hair down to cover them. He loves them though, fuckin' pinches the top of them when they poke through my hair & says how cute they are.

Toji: Listen. I can work my way around weapons. Swords, knives, a staff—hell I can even precisely aim the inverted spear attached to the endless chain, no problem. But when it comes to stupid little shit, like tying a tie? My hands weren't made for that. Fuck that.

Me: But it's so cute! Cmon, watching a big guy like him using those thick fingers to try & do delicate things? Can't tell me it isn't cute.

It's also the reason why he hates Legos & why they're banned from the house...

K - Kissing - What is it like kissing them?

Me: At first, his kisses were messy, hungry, like he wanted to devour me. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but he made it seem as if kissing me at the time was going to be his last. Now, he's found a happy medium between passionate & loving— depending on the situation.

Toji: What's it like kissing her? I don't know. It just feels good. Addictive, I guess. Once we start, I don't want to stop. Her lips are soft & I fuckin' love when she bites mine. Shit goes right down to my—

R - Routine - What's something they like to do together like clockwork?

Me: On days when he works, we both wake up early & sit outside with coffee / tea. Same time, every time. It's just kind of nice to be in each other's company, you know? Especially with how dangerous his job is, you never know what could happen. Then again, if he ever died on the job, I'd drag his soul back & kick his ass myself.

Sorry for how long this was, I enjoy writing about Toji 😭 Thank you again for sending in the ask Bas!!

Self-ship alphabet ask game ❀

[galaxionart]

When Alastor says during his break down he wants to “clip his wings” is it because Lilith made him be Charlie’s “Guardian ANGEL”?!

[fivefeetfangirl]

worst mistake spn ever did was not let that little girl play lilith til the end

[skyfallscotland]

The Empyrean characters as songs, based on ✨vibes✨

Violet: Eye of the Tiger — Survivor

Tairn: Bad to the Bone — George Thorogood & the Destroyers

Andarna: Back in Black — AC/DC

Xaden: Bette Davis Eyes — Kim Carne

Sgaeyl: Blue (Da Ba Dee) — Eiffel 65

Liam: Another One Bites the Dust — Queen

Rhiannon: Heaven is a Place on Earth — Belinda Carlisle

Sawyer: Holding Out For a Hero — Bonnie Tyler

Ridoc: Ice Ice Baby — Vanilla Ice

Dain: Every Breath You Take — The Police

Brennan: It’s My Life - Bon Jovi

Cam: 9 to 5 — Dolly Parton

Sloane: I Shot the Sheriff — Eric Clapton

Lilith: The Final Countdown — Europe

Melgren: Superstition — Stevie Wonder

Imogen: I Love Rock n’ Roll — Joan Jett & The Blackhearts

Garrick: The Horses — Daryl Braithwaite

Bodhi: Leather Jackets — Elton John

And for my delulu girlies, Naolin: Tainted Love — Soft Cell

[simplykorra]

I really like whenever you post thoughts about what you love about characters (specifically Ava), so I was just curious about what you love about Bea? I’ve never loved both characters in a ship like this and I think they’re such a perfect complement to each other

when you can find a ship where both characters are able to occupy space in your mind and both of them give you that buzz when you think about them, then you've hit the jackpot

it's not always been the case with my ships - the only other one besides avatrice that i could say do that for me are korra and asami

as far as bea goes, i really love the different layers she has and seeing them uncovered, especially in season 2

but also the little bits we see in season 1. it's clear from the jump that bea is reserved and by the book and has her routines and patterns and that whole bit with shannon in the start and how she's trying so desperately to stay by the book because if she doesn't then she'll break - and it makes you wonder if that moment ever happened before ava showed up

did bea ever break? did she allow herself the chance to mourn any of her sisters? there's a post and a theory i've seen that bea was in line to be the next mother superion and i think that tracks so well because she is a survivor and a planner and you just know she knows everyone and everything about the order because she doesn't know how to function without all the information

and i think that's her fate until a certain ava silva shows up and throws her world into orbit

we know ava isn't the first person to bring out bea's heart - we see it in that photo of bea/mary/lilith, but it's clear that things between all of them had shifted and bea probably blamed herself a bit for it (because that's what she does) so when ava shows up and beatrice immediately just...tries with her, it's probably terrifying.

then she opens up to ava, probably too much, but holy shit ava has this big heart and sees who she really is and isn't scared or disgusted, no ava tells her she's beautiful, and for the first time in bea's life her attraction to someone doesn't bring pain - it brings her this tiny bit of hope and from that moment on, beatrice fully commits herself to ava and i love her devotion.

i love that when beatrice tells ava that she won't leave her side, she never does, literally until ava has to leave her

as their relationship grows and we see more sides of bea, it really does let her personality shine. i fully believe there is a cheeky and almost incredible sense of humor inside of her that she holds in all the time and ava brings little bits of her out of her - which is what i love about bea - there's so much life inside of her, she just chooses to keep it hidden away from 98% of the world, but those who get to see it fall in love with her

then we get to season 2 and holy shit beatrice is in normal clothes and living with ava and fighting for her gay life and she's just so cute and still so devoted, but also letting herself relax a little and even enjoy the simpler things

THEN...then we see her dancing and we, like ava, see that there is so much more inside of her and to her and that she has this spirit that could change the world if it was ever allowed to be set free

for me too, the love for beatrice comes from when they come back to the order in season 2 and while she puts her habit back on, it's so clear that she isn't the same girl

she is no longer sister beatrice, but just beatrice, of the order and her devotion is no longer to god, but to her own heart - a heart that belongs to ava and she devotes herself to protecting the girl she loves, chooses her even over the mission itself

bea's heart is too big for her own chest at times and she has such an amazing depth that still feels mostly uncovered, but kristina performs her so well that you see how deep her character goes without having all the details yet

ava is the centerpiece of warrior nun, she's the heart of the show for sure - but beatrice is the backbone, the steady presence that keeps everything upright and aligned, it all falls apart without her and that weight is on her shoulders always and she knows that

yet, she can't ignore herself anymore and carry that weight for free, not when she knows what it's like to fall in love and finally chooses herself because of it

when ava comes back, beatrice will be ready to love her the way they both deserve

[markerofthemidnight]

Why Is Alastor So Weirdly Protective Of Charlie (And/Or Why Does He Hate Lucifer So Much)?

So I’m sure we’ve all seen the newest episodes. Wow, am I right? A whole load to unpack there!

The main thing that really caught my attention, though, was Alastor. Specifically, his actions towards Charlie and especially Lucifer in episode 5.

Well… there’s not really much to say about why it’s weird, is there? So, without any further ado, here’s my thoughts.

In Dad Beat Dad, Alastor engages in a whole-ass musical number about how he’s better than Lucifer and, specifically, better at being Charlie’s dad than him. He seems to do this… solely to piss him off.

And, honestly, that makes sense. Because no matter how deadbeat a dad Lucifer was, Alastor is nowhere near better than him. This is the same dude who called Charlie’s dream wacky nonsense and continuously stressed that he was only there for the entertainment.

There’s no way in hell (ba-dum-tish) that that dude suddenly developed paternal instincts for her in what couldn’t have been more than a few months. So, clearly, it must be to piss him off. But why?

Well, one of the popular theories about Alastor is that the one who gave him his powers is Lilith. I shouldn’t have to explain why this makes sense: both gone for seven years, and of course the first time he’s seen since his disappearance is after Charlie’s voicemail to her mom.

And he must be very loyal to her, to assist her daughter in a dream that he explicitly states he thinks is bullshit.

It would also explain how pissed he is when Husk brings it up: maybe it wasn’t the fact that he brought up that he also made a deal, but that he implied that his relationship with said patron is less than healthy. You know, he don’t want people to speak about his girl like that. (guys don’t worry I know al is aroace it’s just a joke he’s her personal bodyguard)

So, it’s safe to say that Alastor is very loyal to and protective of Lilith, an attitude which must extend to Charlie, yes? Yes, but that doesn’t explain the general pettiness of his relationship with Lucifer.

Well, we just established that Alastor is loyal to and protective of Lilith, that would do practically anything for her. So do we know any character that Al has a similar relationship with?…

Oh, right.

His mother.

It’s been confirmed via Word of Vivienne that Alastor is totally a mama’s boy and adores her above all else. So, it’s not much of a stretch to say that he sees Lilith as a sort of second mother figure, right?

So, inversely, it’s not much of a stretch to say that he would associate Lucifer with his father.

Think about it. Have we ever heard his father be mentioned anywhere? No. And knowing that daddy issues are TOTALLY a long-running theme in Vivziepop stories by now (Blitz, Stolas, Moxxie, Octavia, technically Loona, Charlie, probably Angel to some extent), who’s to say Alastor can’t be the same?

Now, this is kind of a stretch, but I propose that Alastor’s first victim was his own father, whom he killed and cannibalised as revenge for years of abuse to him, and even more so, his mother.

That’s why he hates Lucifer so much. He doesn’t want to be anywhere near him, he doesn’t want him anywhere near Lilith, and it seems he especially doesn’t want him anywhere near Charlie.

Which makes sense, if we apply the logic from earlier to her. If he sees his mother in Lilith and his father in Lucifer, it’s possible he sees Charlie as a younger, more innocent version of himself: both theatrical dreamers, both never fully dressed without a smile, both incredibly emotional when it comes to the protection of those they care about.

It’s also safe to say that, no matter how egotistical he pretends to be, Alastor probably doesn’t have a very high opinion of himself, given how in the pilot he outright says that inside every demon (which INCLUDES himself, by the way) is a lost cause. Maybe it’s possible he sees her as himself before everything went wrong.

So, as it turns out, he’s actually less of a dad to Charlie and more of a big brother. And… I think that’s a lot more fitting for him.

TLDR: Alastor’s weird grudge against Lucifer is because he associates him with his abusive father. That and his loyalty to Lilith and Charlie are two things that, if I’m right, will probably prove to be very important to understanding Alastor as a character.

[charlie-morningstar666]

Charlie? Darling how are you?

@lilith-duckqueen

M-…..mom?…..you’re ba-I mean-I’ve been good….really….

[obeymebutnotlikethat]

Insert from: Starshower

Did they finally die? They blinked up at the dimly lighted ceiling. A jumbled mess of noise stumbled into their ears and hung over them like smoke haze. Did they even have a body anymore? It didn’t feel like it. Everything was filled with sand and a clock face ticking.

That’s right, Solomon tried to bring them home. Except home didn’t have a table made of gold or a weird painting on the wall. Furniture made of gold, they attempted to close their eyes, oh they just time-traveled. Solomon wouldn’t bring them to their home he brought them back to a different Devildom.

“MC,” someone panicked.

The stranger's voice loomed over them and they noticed the lack of cold tile. They were being jostled in someone’s arms and they didn’t understand. This Demon was crying and it sounded too heartfelt. Oh god, please don’t let it be Solomon doing a theatre lesson.

“Simeon, they’re awake,” another squeaked, “Beel let them go.”

Beel? He was the one crushing their ribs or maybe Solomon fucked up the spell. Greatest Sorcerer their ass. More like the ultimate Demon collector.

“Solomon…is fucked,” they croaked.

“Solomon?” Someone shook their head, “Never mind, are you alright, MC?”

They blinked away the haze as they sat up and observed their surroundings. Simeon, Luke, and Beel kept them from the cold floor. He looked relieved. 

“I thought for sure I died,” they sighed heavily, “What exactly have I missed? Why am I here?”

“You don’t remember,” Simeon hesitantly responded.

“MC,” Luke sniffed.

“No?”

“Barbatos just took Belphie on account of treason. He is being held at the castle,” Beel managed to inform in sorrow.

“We called Solomon,” Simeon said quietly, “He suggested sending you back in time”

Of course, he did.

“However, it didn’t work I assume,” Simeon continued, “You’ve returned and Belphegor is still being held.”

“The shift in a key event may have formulated a different timeline,” MC inferred.

Oh, they slowly nodded, and they ended up in another world. Instead of formulating themself into the brothers' history…they were replacing another version of themself and this time Belphie was imprisoned. They rose to their feet with the help of Beel and Luke clinging to them like a buoy.

Their brain couldn’t come up with a reason for Belphie’s imprisonment.

“Belphie went against Diavolo,” MC inferred, “Or was it Lucifer?”

“Both,” Beel swallowed.

A sense of unfamiliarity hit them harder than the roof. These beings truly cared for the MC they were handling and it almost made them feel saddened for the one whose place they took. However, if that MC met with Barbatos, they wouldn’t have returned anyway. Barbatos knows everything and would’ve expected their arrival, however, the cunning Demon works in the disguise of his intentions. Even outside of his master’s. At least, the one they dealt with did. 

Their face scrunched up at the thought of their luck. The brothers of their world seemed to draw to them in terms of pacts and their relation to Lilith. Even the early versions liked them for their familiarity. 

“Then, we need to talk to Lucifer,” they looked at each of them. 

They could see the uncertainty on everyone’s faces. It confused them but then again everything always did. 

“He won’t want to talk with us,” Beel replied with a frown.

“They’re mad at you. You won’t be safe,” Luke cried with fright.

“Lucifer would be the best one to help get him back. We can’t keep…hiding from them,” they hoped they didn’t sound too unsure. 

This situation was mundane for them and not for everyone else. These people couldn’t see the difference between the exchange students and they didn’t want to ruin it immediately. No, they needed to guarantee their safety, gather bearings then go after Solomon. Memories or not they’d get him. Their world hardened them for this moment.

“That is true…” Simeon hesitantly agreed.

“MC’s right,” Beel sighed, “We need to talk to hm and the others.”

“Well,” Luke shuffled, “If Mc believes they’ll be fine. You better come back.”

They released a small laugh at his version of caring. His youth shining brightly with nervous optimism.

With a wave, Beel and them took off towards the House of Lamentation. More so the house of horrors their conscience tried to tagline it.

“Beel,” they started, “How did we get here? I mean jog my memory on why your brothers hate us.”

Beel considered them for a moment before responding.

“Lucifer confronted you about our pacts and you told him about Belphie,” he resignedly answered.

“Our pacts?”

This world’s MC made a pact with Beel?

 “Hm,” Beel nodded,” You made pacts with us in the hopes to free Belphie. Except you didn’t pact with Lucifer.That’s how we found out about Belphie being in the attic. He was just trying to protect him in some weird way. Especially by lying.”

“Now it all makes sense. Except the lying part, still fuzzy on that.”

“Are you alright,” Beel said with a start, “It took you a while to get up.”

“Peachy. Just confused maybe a concussion”-they shrugged.

“Lucifer lied to us and said Belphie went to the Human World.”

They bit their tongue as they arrived at the house’s library. How were they supposed to play house when the plot’s a trillion times different than the one they came from? This Belphie was imprisoned by Lucifer in fear of Diavolo imprisoning his brother. They almost rubbed their temple at the logic. It kind of made sense to be imprisoned by a brother instead of a literal prince but at the same time sent to the Human World. No one could travel to the Human World without a portal and those had restricted access.

“You two finally decided to return,” A snobbish voice resounded.

Alright, Asmo certainly wasn’t the one they expected to meet in a library.

“With a good reason more than likely,” a reserved voice resounded from a corner.

Ah that made sense: Satan. Asmo always seemed to drape himself on Satan and it seemed this world was no different. They awkwardly stood next to Beel and hoped he took the lead. 

“We need to speak with Lucifer,” Beel’s voice cut in.

“Why should we? After this Human led us all on,” Asmo huffed, “Do you have anything to say?”

Wow, the other MC must’ve been living the life. ‘Led us all on’ were they in a harem.

“It’s not nice to play with us, MC. Especially when you’re a sheep in a wolf’s den,” Asmo stalked closer, “What should I do to you? Kill you, eat you, or enslave you?”

Satan

A hand reached back into a faraway memory and nearly made them stepback. What type of sick game was this?

“Asmo,” Beel’s voice ricocheted off the bookshelves in a warning.

“I’m sorry for hurting you,” MC started, “Hurting the both of you in regards to the pacts.”

They tried to sound genuine, honestly, but the subtle warning from Asmodeus brought back the survival. The weary and guarded walls slowly built themselves up once more.

“It was never my intention to ruin what we have, however,” they swished the words in their mouth for a second, “I also wanted to help Belphie. There was no deception in our time together or even the pacts.”

The pacts you all wanted to make, they internally muttered. Honestly, the brothers of their world and the early timeline were the one’s seeking out pacts. They only happened to be the one who could do it besides Solomon. No one trusted him. 

[sirnlish]

Townie Makeover | Lilith Vatore

Light Form All Looks: hair | nails* | earrings Everyday: necklace | bodysuit | skirt | rings | boots Formal: earrings | dress Activewear: outfit | shoes Sleep: tank | pants | slippers Party: dress | shoes Swimwear: glasses* | outfit Hot Weather: top | shorts* | boots Cold Weather: top* | pants | boots

Dark Form All Looks: hair | earrings | teeth | veins | nails* Everyday: necklace | rings | bodysuit | skirt | boots Formal: earrings | dress Activewear: outfit | shoes Sleep: bodysuit Party: dress | shoes Swimwear: glasses* | outfit Hot Weather: top | skirt | boots Cold Weather: top | pants | boots

thanks to the cc creators: @ladysimmercc @4w25 @sclub-privee @aladdin-the-simmer @sentate @the-crypt-o-club @x-pipco-x @yakfarm @jius-sims @camuflajesims @regina-raven @mermaladesims @bergdorfverse @serenity-cc @arltos @lazyeyelids @bluecravingcc @ba-kalia @sforzcc @christopher067 @simpliciaty-cc /and the creators not on tumblr

*s!msf!nds link strikethrough didn't change

[inyujidraws]

2nd | 3rd

Creon got yeeted into 1st millenium BC and eventually up becomes friends with Lucifer & Lilith. Lucifer makes Creon his first ever paladin for her task of hunting down dark artifacts and grimoires.

Thanx everyone who came to the streams. Twitch streams every Saturday

For nearly 2 millennia, Creon hoped of reaching her actual future time of 2085 or at least make sure her corpse won’t be dug up and kick-start an early bio-weapon war. During those years she has accumulated knowledge, learning more languages, picking up trades and practices, and expanding her culinary expertise. She fully honed her meta-mutant abilities.

Eventually she was caught by some magicians who were planning to summon the devil. They trapped her with magic and used innocent hostages to force her compliance. The summoning backfired and killed summoners, including the hostages, sadly.

Lucifer was really shocked when he first saw Creon and almost confused her for a demon. He helped heal Creon and Creon simply explained the situation she got caught in. Creon makes a deal with Lucifer to make sure her body would be wiped from existence once she died. In return, she hunts down all demonic artifacts and grimoires for disposal. Lucifer has gotten tired of a$$hole humans summoning him for power or other evil business.

Creon also felt sorry for Lucifer and used occasional summoning as an excuse to let him see more of Earth and the good in humanity, and just hang out.

Lilith will be suspicious of Lucifer’s recent deal and how this “human” is putting him in more good moods. She decides to confront Creon through Lucifer’s connection, only to end up befriending Creon as well. Creon will find ways to summon both Lucifer and Lilith to Earth for visits and just to hang out.

When Creon had troubles with facing some witches, Lucifer assigned Paimon to teach Creon magic. Paimon found the task demeaning and below his station and was a condescending ba$tard. Creon didn’t want to insult Lucifer’s choice in tutors since Paimon was a trusted advisor and magic practitioner. Still she asked for a different tutor, and Paimon threw one of his least impressive sons into the proverbial fire. Paimon will regret this decision in the future.

Cyrus is weakest in magic strength, but his intellect is well known. Paimon believed him to be a good pawn to sacrifice. Both Cyrus and Creon became friends and helped each other grow. While Creon won’t be powerful in magic, she can detect, read, and intercept spells and rituals. She mastered a few favored spells but that's it. It’s given her a leg-up when facing ego-maniacal witches who expect a meat-headed barbarian.

Cyrus benefited the most since Creon has shared stories and ideas from pop culture and media from the early 2000s and her time. Cyrus gained enough knowledge to work around his weak magic and eventually become a powerful artificer and spell-crafter on his own merit. He will become crucial in the developing of Hell in the future.

Lucifer and Lilith will witness a lot of good and bad on Earth, and the wonders and progress of ingenuity and innovation. Creon’s unyielding loyalty and focus on her task will endear her to them more. Lucifer will officially make Creon his first ever paladin (an inside joke about the Christian religion that was dominant during the Medieval ages). With time, the escapades and feats of the Devil’s Paladin will be infamous in Hell.

On down times Creon will tell stories of her life from her future time and during the past millennia and sharing ideas of what to expect in the future. She’ll listen to their problems and offer whatever input and advice she can. She’s witnessed and experienced a lot in the past millennia. Enough time for her to work through her own past traumas and accepting her new life as an almost ageless immortal. Creon was merely existing and wasting time while hoping that her existence doesn’t break the timeline.

Now she’s grateful for the end goal, a purpose to work towards, and she’s made friends that she can be truly honest with. She has always felt like “other” compared to everyone in the past millennia. She can look forward to an afterlife with friends who accept ALL of her.

I’m debating if her task takes more than a century or if she finally dies in the early 1800s. She is globe-trotting wiping out evil magicians, but she still goes out of her way to help people that desperately need aid. She’s also harassed by occasional angels that try to “save” her by offering an out from the “Devil’s Deal.” The fact that Creon is cleansing evil artifacts from Earth doesn’t even factor in their minds, because a mortal dealing with the Devil is instant bad news.

To the end of her task and being on death’s door, Creon vehemently rejected Heaven’s offer to switch. She finally faced death willingly and happily to start a new afterlife with friends who are waiting for her.

[foulbearobservation]

Ok, hear me out…

The piece of divinium in Cam’s neck is not just some random chunk of tarask bone. Chucking a sliver of tarask into somebody’s spinal cord would kill them; you need something still a tad human for it to work. It’s a piece of Lilith. Don’t ask me where Eurotrash Jesus got it, that doesn’t matter. What matters is that it’s Lilith penetrating Cam and fusing with her so the are inexorably connected forever and ever. Lilith speaking directly into Cam’s mind and firing all her nerve endings ecstasy of st. Teresa style.

(Lilith is all angsty about Cam not being able to consent/say no and Cam is just holy fuck do that again and I really need you to validate my madness on this one, please and thanks.)

This inspired smthn within me idk dude

On some level, Camila knows that The Bastard's Cross (capital T capital B capital C, all very important parts of her compartmentalization strategy) in her neck is connected to Lilith. She can always feel the other woman behind her, lurking like a shadow at the end of the hall.

Well. She usually can feel the other woman lurking like a living shadow. Right now she feels nothing.

Once upon a time she would be relieved, but that was then and this is now.

The phone in her hand buzzes, outgoing call to Lilith remaining unanswered.

"Come on, come on, pick up." She mutters, thumbnail worried between her teeth.

The line goes dead.

Lilith is probably fine, most of these FBC safehouses aren't a real challenge for a trained fighter much less a trained,,, Lilith.

She reaches her hand behind her neck, finding The Bastard's Cross on instinct alone. She presses down on it like you would a bruise, expecting a flash of pain.

Instead she gets an exasperated Lilith saying "could you stop yelling at me?"

Camila jumps up, knife in hand and back to the wall before her brain processes the stimuli fully.

Her room is still empty, window still cracked just slightly to let the nighttime breeze in. There's no smell of burnt glass that Lilith often brings with her, there's just Camila, The Cross, and the still night air.

"What the hell?" She breathes out.

"Aren't you still a nun?" Lilith's voice responds, rumbling comfortingly at the back of her neck. Camila was loath to admit it when she was being trained by the Lilith years ago, but her voice was endlessly calming in its steady, even affect.

"I—" Camila crosses herself, "it's complicated. Where are you?"

"The snake pit that is the FBC house you sent me to, obviously? They had a divinium reinforced door, interesting design, very brutalist." A slight pause, Camila imagines Lilith leaning against a wall, trying too hard to look cool. The mental picture is endlessly charming nonetheless. "Why were you yelling at me inside my own head?" Lilith asks.

Camila takes three centering breaths as she calms herself down. "I couldn't feel you, I was worried." The faint scent of cigarette smoke tickles her nose. "Stop smoking, it's bad for your health."

An indignant noise from Lilith. "How did you? Jesus, nevermind." Another slight pause, the smell of smoke goes away, replaced by a phantom heat at her fingertips. "I crushed it, happy?"

"I'd be happier if we had this conversation in person." Camila admits, softly.

"I have to wait for Sister Ruth to get here so she can take care of cleanup." Lilith's voice pitches down to a whisper and it tickles the back of Camila's head in a way that sends shivers down her spine. "You sound quite eager for me to get back."

"I—" Camila crosses herself again, old habits dying hard, "I am."

She feels more than she hears Lilith's shaky exhale. "Soon."

Soon turns into approximately three hours and fourty-seven minutes, not that she's counting.

She's on her third cup of coffee for the day, on her way back from the kitchen when The Cross tingles with adrenaline.

Lilith is behind her in an instant, the smell of burnt glass hanging off of her like an ill fitted jacket. Camila doesn't have time to turn around before Lilith's hand finds a home on the back of her neck.

Camila can't help the involuntary moan that slips out as soon as Lilith makes contact with The Cross. A small spark of blue light shines in the hallway, throwing their shadows into stark contrast.

Camila claps a hand in front of her mouth and moves away from Lilith, the other woman lets her go.

When she gathers herself and turns around, Lilith's expression is guarded, but curious. She allows Camila to pull her down the hall and into her room.

There they separate, Lilith by the door as if she would need it to make a quick exit and Camila awkwardly hovering in the middle of the room.

Silence stretches languidly before Camila exhales one quick breath. "Oh for the love of—" and lunges forward, pulling Lilith into a kiss by her lapels.

Lilith doesn't respond immediately and Camila is about to apologize when it seems the other woman's brain catches up with her, wrapping an arm around Camila's lower back and one tentatively on her neck. She tastes like gunpowder and nicotine and this is so so bad for so many reasons but Camila can think of none of them as she whispers "do it again, please."

[decadentlawyertrashmuffin]

At a karaoke bar

Camila: how much did she have to drink? 😳

Béatrice: she said something about meaning every word, but I don’t get it. 🤷🏻

Lilith: so embarrassing 🤦🏻‍♀️

Ava, singing: « I love you ba-Bea, and if it’s quite alright, I need you ba-Bea to warm the lonely nights, I love you ba-Bea, trust in me when I say… »

[gravehags]

Queen of the Night or Lilith - Old Babylonian, 1800-1700 BCE (bas relief)

[aangarchy]

hi! do you know of any active atla/lok blogs? :D

Oof, haven't had that many interactions with other atla/lok central blogs lately. Here's some of the ones i know of but idk if all of them really still post all that much atla content anymore. Some of these are my friends or moots btw shoutout! (sorry if i forgot anyone it's not personal i just don't scroll tumblr enough lmao)

@swordbending

@bisexuallsokka

@your-royal-momoness

@azulapropaganda

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[radiodemonxkingofhell]

Part two of Guardian Angel! Lucifer x Human! Alastor au post

This link leads to part one!!!! 👇

...and then they go the same route Lucifer and Lilith went in the original universe. Except Lucifer and Alastor were just evil.

They didn't immediately fall in love. Lucifer hasn't even revealed himself to Alastor for the first few weeks he's been watching over the human. Lucifer and all the Guardian Angels have been ordered to eradicate whatever is causing these human disappearances, which means, kill Alastor.

But Lucifer likes Alastor.

After a few weeks Lucifer reveals himself and meets Alastor. Despite being fascinated in Alastor being a serial killer, Lucifer tries to find ways to redeem Alastor. Alastor at first was startled that there was a Guardian Angel watching over him, then he started to view Lucifer as an annoying pest that follows him around saying "Please stop killing people PLEEEAAASSE". Alastor later catches on that Lucifer enjoys watching him kill people. This only encourages him to do it even more...

Then they started to bond. Over music, might I add. Lucifer falls for Alastor first, obviously. Eventually, Lucifer gives up on trying to redeem Alastor after realizing that he does enjoy watching Alastor do his work. And he doesn't want the world to go back to the way it was before he found Alastor. He actually helps him cover everything up when Alastor does kill anyone. Lucifer even helps him by guiding Alastor away from humans that have a Guardian Angel currently watching over them. He even distracts Guardian Angels occasionally to allow Alastor to kill a human that is being guarded.

After half a year, Alastor falls for Lucifer. They both confess to each other and Lucifer decides to give Alastor the Fruit of Knowledge.

Now everyone has free will... and even more evil has found it's way to earth.

Eventually, a Guardian Angel catches on and rats them out. Both Lucifer and Alastor both get sent down to the pit they created and become the Kings of Hell.

Ba da bing and bada boom, there you have it.

[sketchfanda]

A Little Moxxie Love:Titanic Twins

Every once so often when it came to their missions in the living world, I.M.P could count themselves lucky to have opportunity to go out and about easily enough to do a hit without the need for disguises. Halloween for example, after all who’d notice a trio of imps in a sea of kids, teens and adults alike dressed up in costumes? Masquerade parties, cosplay at conventions, whatever suits provided things didn’t go FUBAR or Blitzo decided to use his brain for a change and not his dick. Which brings us to the current Job ongoing at this every moment at a local campus where a costume party was being hosted for charity.

This event of course was being hosted by one of the college’s sororities which had to do with why our band of mist fits was here, the target this time around was the Dean, who in spite of his clean cut image that appealed to conversation and liberal alike was crooked as fuck!! According to their current client at least, a former campus security guard who’d accidentally stumbled upon evidence of the educational figure’s dirty secret for which the fucker thought was worth killing to keep quiet for. The secret in question being a scrapbook filled with dirty photos of some of the coeds, the horny bastard had hidden cameras and spy holes to peep on them in their most personal and private moments, including their client’s own daughter!! Which of course brings to the current whereabouts of our trio and what they were doing right at the moment.

it was a case of the classic divide and conquer strategy, find their dirty peeping Tom of a target and end his waste of a life. After all a large party full of sexy barely legal college coeds in all manner of costumes that especially highlighted their finest physical qualities and assets? The filthy voyeur was sure to be somewhere that was giving him a great view of the more naughty sort of private moments to ogle and jerk off to. So the sooner they could find and kill his ass, the sinner they could get back to Hell and collect their payday.

So it went with Blitzo covering the north to south end range of the party while Millie would cover the west end and Her sweet possum thespian of a husband would handle the east. Now Moxxie knew Millie was more than capable of handling herself, Christ in a stick when she got angry, she was a one woman murder machine but their employer? At a party where booze was flowing like water in an environment where they weren’t disguised, it was like a chemical equation pending combustion, the clown was ludicrous when he got drunk. So he knew that he had to find that voyeur dean and put his peeping Tom ass six feet under soon as possible before Blitzo got them all on the Six O’Clock news for indecent behaviour and exposure.

Now Moxxie of course figured the best way to find their target was to look for one of those infamous hidden cameras in one of the co-ed’s dorm rooms and baed in the odd small talk and chitter chatter, safe bet for lay dirt would be the room of the Perkins twins. Shelly and Kelly, practically identical from head to toe except that the former had the biggest boobs while the latter had the biggest booty and they were turning heads at the party with their choice of costume as Morrigan and Lilith Aensland from Darkstalkers. Which provided easy distraction as Moxxie found and located the twins’ dorm room, making his way inside after managing to pry and pick the lock then proceed with his search. Easier said than done of course because they didn’t call them hidden for nothing especially with how borderline microscopic they could be.

it didn’t help the Perkins twins’ room was about the sort of organised chaos you’d expect a couple of college hottie to have so the best he could guess was the dean had his voyeur network set up to get the best angles and views. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been at it so far but his efforts had bared little fruit so far when suddenly the thespian imp paused like a deer at the headlights when the door suddenly opened. There stood the cosplaying twins themselves, puzzlement and confusion on their face at the presence of this intruder in their dorm room. Moxxie knew for certain that his part of this job was about to so Deep South, he might as well be back in hell as he awaited the inevitable reaction any woman would have to finding a strange guy in their room going through their personal things.

In the meantime of course Blitzo was pretty much living up to his name as he was busy getting blitzed and hammered because of course how could he pass up an opportunity at a kegger to get wasted and flirt with anything that moved? While Millie of course managed to find their target and pretty much kill his ass, having lucked out on spitting and following the Pervy fuck on the way to his secret voyeur room hidden in his office. She made it about as slow and painful as possible, starting from the groin up as he was rendered in ways that would make him useless to a woman. After cleaning up her knives of course, she made moves to start smashing up his precious system before she paused at the min display monitor which streamed the broadcast from the Perkins twins’ room, making the earth imp ooh and giggle at what was going on as she licked her lips and took a seat to enjoy the show.

What a show it was heating up to be as Moxxie currently found himself sitting on the edge of the mattress of the single king sized bed the twins shared. The boobylicious and bootylicious pair making out with the imp with deep, passionate tongue fuelled kisses as they had stripped him naked, their hands stroking his cock. Rather than shock and anger, Shelly and Kelly had mistaken Moxxie to be a party goer who was eager to have a sexual liaison with them, being no strangers to admirers crushin on them and wanting to get laid with them but they had to say the little possum was the cutest they had seen yet, to say nothing of his dick!! So here they were more than willing and able to give this hellborn hell spawn a little bit of heaven for being so direct and assertive in his last and desire that he snuck into their room.

Kelly:”Mmm dunno how we didn’t come across a sweetheart like you on campus sooner. This cock could give Davey a run for his money…You feeling good there baby!”*The Perkins girl with the party quality set of cake buns sensually quipped and praised their little mistaken secret admired as she currently sat on his lap. Sandwiching and massaging his imp dick with an ass job as she stroked his length and girth between those bubbly buns, panting and moaning as she felt the shaft’s twitching pulse. Pre spraying and flying as it stained her Lilith costume while her sister sat behind Moxxie, his head sandwiched between her bodacious boobs as she massaged his shoulders. Idly petting his sweet head as she sensually licked her lips, biting them erotically while awaiting her turn.*

Shelly:”Mmm how long You been dreaming about these sweet boy? Isn’t it much better having my boobs like this rsther than just staring at them? Mmm, it’s not often I find a cock I can’t smother drown in my girls….Aaaahn,k-Kelly, easy there girl. Not that I’m not enjoying this…”*The bustier Perkins sister teased and praised their sweet little rando, hands clasped with Moxxie’s in sensual intimacy as she was performed a titfuck, pumping his shaft between the valley of her cleavage. Gasping and moaning as the tip thrust close to he luscious lips, inches of crimson red fuckmeat sliding into her mounds like it was her pussy. All the while Kelly knelt behind her sister as she was bending over, eating her out as her tongue lapped away at Shelley’s exposed snatch. A hole torn in the crotch of her Morrigan costume’s leotard to expose her anal donut hole and her sloppy wet slit as the twins’ arousal was at the point where a little incest wasn’t unnnatura for them to occur when enjoying a guy together.*

Now the Perkins twins weren’t virgins in the very least, after all when genetics and liberty hit them as well as it had with a jackpot, how could they not be acquainted with sex? But Moxxie was certainly making their top 5, hell their top 3 best sexual partners to date as while the foreplay had been a tantalising delight, the moment he started fucking them with that big red imp cock of his? Their minds were being blown as they felt their nerves drown in an overdose of raw erotic bliss and ecstasy as they moaned long, loud and hard to fill their room with primal rhythm of animalistic mating. Their cries and the heavy freak and thud of their bed against the floors heard and felt throughout the party, making quite a crop of the female co-eds envious and curious as to what sort of stud could make the twins feel so good while a lot of the guys hollered and cheered on the lucky guy.

Shelly:”Ooohhh fuuckfuckfuckfuck!! Seriously where you been all my life daddy? Don’t stop now keep going!!”*The busty Perkins twin hollered and moaned as Moxxie plowed her, riding him cowgirl style as her tits bounced free and naked from the confinement of her costume. Kelly meanwhile sat atop his face, hands reaching behind her to grasp his horns as handlebars as she smothered him with her plump voluptuous booty as Moxxie ate out her slit and rimmed her, her naughty holes exposed for better access via the torn crotch of her own outfit. The twins feeling their nerves ablaze with pleasure as Shelly felt her womb being hammered by his fuckrod while Kelly found the imp’s tongue was as good as his cock. Their arousal skyrocketing as they leaned close towards one another, locking lips as they kissed and made out in an unsisterly manner to swap spit and play tonsil hockey.*

Kelly:”Oooh fuck ruin me daddy!, make me never want any other man except those as big as as you!! Knock us up daddy! Give us your babies!”*The booty blessed twin couldn’t help but utter such words in the heat of the moment as Moxxie took her from behind like the absolute unit of a stud he was. Having started with fucking her soggy style before her arms and legs couldn’t hold her up any longer, now laying flat on her front as she was being fucked prone bone style. His alpha male cock going balls deep as if shifted between fucking her ass and pussy in turn, those heavy crimson balls smacking every and a king her asscheeks clap like thunder and jiggle like jelly as he mounted her. All the whole she ate out Shelly as the big boobed twin sat in front of her, moaning deeply with ecstasy as she feltKelly’s tongue lap up her juice while she caressed Moxxie’s cue freckled face, making out with him while having him motorboat her luscious titties.*

Millie watched on and enjoyed every goddamn second of this free porn show happening right before her eyes as a pair of human hotties got the rare pleasure of experiencing the finest sexual beast hell had to offer. Fingering and groping herself with abandon as she watched Moxxie take the Perkins twins in a constant shift of two on one to one on one whenever Shelly or Kelly needed to recover some energy and catch their breath. Be it watching them hang their heads off the edge of the bed as they had is cock facefuck them, or use those wonderful set of tits and ass they had to great use as they relished and experienced first hand what sort of stamina freak they had become acquainted with. After all why rush and spoil her man’s fun by telling him and Blitzo the target was taken care of, they had time enough for the twins to enjoy some vitamin Moxxie…..

By the time Moxxie was finally done, panting and exhausted as the twins snuggled him like a plush toy, naked as he was with their costumes laying discarded on the floor. Basking in the afterglow with warm sensual smiles as the only remainder on their cosplay being their askew wigs, skin glistening with sweat and jizz along with their bedsheets as Millie snuck in. Gently snd softly picking up her husband as she planted soft, affectionate kisses on Shelly and Kelly’s temples as she left a note with hers and Moxxie’s contact details a little lipstick kiss saying “Next time you want another round…”, couldn’t have them getting lovesick or thinking it was a dream afte all. Carrying Moxxie out bridal style as she checked the coast was clear, making a call to Loona to set up the portal home, looking forward to sharing the juicy details with her.

The next morning, the news broke out and spread fast as the Dean’s massacred corpse had been found along with his secret peep show being exposed. So nobody was going to be mourning him, least of all the family of I.M.P’s client who made sure to find the sleazeball and ensure he’d suffered in Hell like he was supposed, another satisfied customer. Blitzo finally made his way back, albeit with a hell of a hangover, a sore behind and for some reason, a traffic cone, a police woman’s cap and a set of suspenders. While moxxie of course slept like a baby on the couch as he continued recovering from his wild night of passion with the twins, who shared quite the details with their gal,pals about the amazing lay they had with their unknown stud.

A stud they’d wasted no time in wanting to arrange to see as they got in contact with Millie via the note she so generously provided them, the wrath shortstack wasting no time in wanting to ensure Shelly and Kelly would feel more than welcome to her man. Meanwhile she hoped that Verosika had sent that USB key she provided her with the copy she had made of the Perkins twins’ threesome fun with Moxxie to a certain someone they knew would like to see it. Before she went to retrieve her husband, Millie had made a copy of the twins’ romp and deleted it but left the rest of the evidence for the police. Then she had made a copy on a thumb drive from her phone for the pop star succubus to share as it made its way to its secret destination.

In the office of the found and owner of Skullfuck productions, a certain flaming skullheaded enigma was provided a package from his secretary. In which he found the thumb drive and a note from Verosika sealed with a kiss saying to play it’s contents as she heard it contained something he’d like. Plugging it into his laptop and playing the video file, the being they called Mr.Sketch felt his need to find snd recruit a certain imp to his studio renewed with fresh energy. As well as uploading the video to his website and entitling it “Titanic Twins get Imped!!”, which made record numbers in views and likes in the living world hell and made the demand for Moxxie content skyrocket more so since the video with Marika and Sarita..