𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦?

@AkumaNoOjo Immediate squeak. Internally conflicted on how to respond. Should he hold her? Should he just let her? Finally, he decided on spawning one of his wings to wrap around her. Leaning back against his taller spawn. “Charlie? What’s the occasion? I’m not in trouble, am I?”

Laying her chest against @ProudSeraph's backside as her arms went limp over his shoulder. A groan escaping from her lips as she rested upon him. ❝ Daaaaaaaaaad. ❞

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@PureVoiceofGod uncountable, agonizing existence. Hello, your divinity.” A false sense of venom in his words. Clenching his staff. Refusing to look back to the one who arrived. “What message do you deliver? Does 𝐇𝐞 hold more ‘judgement’ for me?”

@PureVoiceofGod Spawning his cane and giving it a twirl. The devil prepared to leave; stopping only once he felt the presence of one none other would recognize. Stopping his motion. He didn’t need to look behind. Even her voice had remained unchanged in the countless ages. “It has been an—

Long before she would appear to 𝘩𝘪𝘮, her divine warmth could be felt. A warmth that had not once graced the darkest pits of Hell. Until now. “It has been a while since I last saw you, Lucifer Morningstar.”

【✵⤝𝓢𝓟𝓔𝓐𝓚𝓔𝓡 𝓞𝓕 𝓖𝓞𝓓⤞✵】 𝘠𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 ✵-ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴏғ ɢᴏᴅ ᴀʟᴍɪɢʜᴛʏ-✵ ✵-ᴏʙsᴇʀᴠᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs-✵ ✵-"ʜᴏʟʏ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ"-✹ 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸? #HHRP #HazbinHotelRP

@EERIESAINT Hand taking her own. Leaning down to lay a kiss against her knuckles. Rubber duck falling off onto her lap in the process. “Just a moment. I’ll ensure you have a proper meal, my dearest.” A snap sending the plate away in flames.

@EERIESAINT “Too much sweets..? I didn’t even believe that possible for you…In any case, perhaps a salad or a home cooked meal would be better? I can have my servants cook up something!”

@EERIESAINT Entering inside. His attention focused more on her than the typical cake. “Are you alright? You’re almost starting to look like me.”

@EERIESAINT Head peaking into room. Rubber duck on his head. “Stocking?”

@EERIESAINT Blinks. Is she…well?

@EERIESAINT banished to Earth and are fighting to return. What I don’t understand is—Why? You’re finally free. You can do anything you want. And unlike me, you aren’t chained to an eternal damnation in the process. Why go back?”

@EERIESAINT “Yes, I’m sure they do. Fortunately, I am not a man. I’m damn there a 𝐆𝐨𝐝. My taste in women are a bit more…Reserved.” Winking, the devil took his throne seat. Sipping from his wine as he pondered her question. Waving it off with a smile. “Potentially. I know you were—

@EERIESAINT As for himself. A simple glass of red wine. A chair pulled out for her with his cane. “Please. We are both fallen. You are no enemy of mine. Sit and enjoy your gluttony.” A soft laugh at her comment. “Unfortunately for Pantiel. I have more class than sex-crazed individuals.”

@EERIESAINT “Of course ~! I’m the one who 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍 Fallen Angels. I make it a mission to keep eyes on those who are also misused by Heaven’s cruel rules and dictatorship.” A snap teleporting the pair to his royal dining room. Imps rolling in a chocolate fountain with numerous cakes. —

@EERIESAINT infront of her. He immediately took her fork hand. Giving her a shake. “Lucifer. Lucifer Morningstar. King of Hell and the first fallen. Now, forgive me if I’m incorrect but—You are the infamous Anarchy sister, yes? Stockiel Anarchy?”

@EERIESAINT “An Angel outside her domain!” A puff of red leading to the woman being instantly transported to his throne room. The Devil himself twirling his cane. Rising from his throne with his ever so large grin. “You’re not suppose to be here~! Oh, but where are my manners.” Appearing—