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radicheart · 3 months

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☁ from Lucifer?

Our muses are having an argument and things are getting physical and heated. Send me ‘☁’ for my muse to kiss yours passionately and angrily, initiating sex.

Thank goodness Charlie isn't around to see this. If she had been, they might not have come to blows to begin with.

But she isn't. She'd gone out for the day to recruit more sinners. Alastor, needing some assistance with deciding what to make for the hotel's dinner that night, decided he'd give Lucifer's opinion a shot.

As it turns out...that was a mistake. Or was it?

He's got the king's lapels in both fists, hoisting him up into the air to be eye level with his own taller self as they yell back and forth in each other's faces - over dinner plans, no less. It's when Lucifer grabs tightly onto his own suit and drags them closer that something unexpected happens.

With one final snarl, Alastor closes the gap, tugging the king forward and mashing their lips and teeth together in a heated, exasperated kiss, his brow furrowing and eyes tightly shut.

He hadn't even thought about it before following through, but now? He isn't going to back down.

#hclluvahctel #( ask )#(( HEE HOO ))

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hannah-the-small · 4 months

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@hclluvahctel I WANNA SEE IT @sirpxntious ((Give us the criiiiinge)) @secr3trings But what if I like cringe, what then, huh? i wanna see 🥺🙏🏾 @hellshoard give it to me hannah @hxllshotel EMBRACE THE CRINGE! BE FREE! @bubblyroleplayingworld show us the cringe! be free!

//YOU'RE ALL ENABLERS, FINE BUT THERES GOING TO BE LOTS COMING YOU POOPS

#hazbin!verse #hazbin hotel spoilers #claratheimp #gilliantheimp #gritttheimp #clemtheimp #hclluvahctel #sirpxntious #secr3trings #hellshoard #hxllshotel #bubblyroleplayingworld

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cervidae-demon · 3 months

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"every french inch of me feel insulted...."

#alastor #not the stereotype french please!!!#dash commentary #hclluvahctel

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infernal-feminae · 4 months

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@hclluvahctel replied: Don't mind Val sending them some mail via the return address of their last delivery, including a phone number and an open invitation to his studio

"Hm, this is strange. This is from the Porn Studios..." Odette carefully opens the mail, her brows rising when she sees the message and the phone number.

"What's it say?" Clara leans over her sister's shoulder, her mouth hanging open slightly. She snatches it from Odette's hands and reads it over. "Holy shit. I think he just gave us his phone number."

"Well, give it to Mother I guess--"

"Are you kidding!?" Clara holds the phone number out of Odette's reach. "Where's your sense of rebellion? Excitement? Mom's got us cooped up here for no reason and we didn't even do anything! I say we call and see what happens~"

"Are you crazy!? We can't just--just call him--!"

"Sure we can. What's the worst than can happen? Besides, if it gets weird or uncomfortable at any point we can just hang up from the safety of our room. C'mon, it's not like we're sneaking out of the house."

"I still don't like this..."

Too late. She's already dialing the number--

#🩰ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴍᴏᴜꜱᴇ: ᴄʟᴀʀᴀ #🦢ꜱᴡᴀɴ ᴇʟᴇɢᴀɴᴄᴇ: ᴏᴅᴇᴛᴛᴇ #this could only go well #hclluvahctel

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xluciifer · 2 months

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The smell of alcohol danced with the incense of smoke through the establishment - veer the gaze in any direction and it was filled with the status of the highest and lowest known sinners. The top of the food chain to the bottom of the barrel; Lucifer never dared before to mingle in such an environment. But today was different. Gambling was an addiction that absorbed many minds, chained to the rhythm of the puppeteer in the false promise of wealth.

Some even sell their ( souls ) for such a price.

A table of one: more his style; the man was high off his winnings, preaching to the choir that was the card dealer. Lucifer eyes him for a moment. A man clad in red, like the red that swims through these sinners veins and a predatory grin; a deal was about to be made, and not that of cards. The fallen angel sensed something off about the card dealer.

And so, Lucifer sat and accompanied @hclluvahctel by his side, tapping the table for a hand and chips; he turned, his devilish smirk meeting the other beside him as his forearms rested casually against the table.

⸺ ❝ I presume this is the table to win at, huh? ❞

#hclluvahctel #a rigged hand.#i hope this is okay for our Husk and Lucifer starter 🥺🥺🥺

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velvetwarfare · 3 months

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It wasn’t supposed to end like this.

At least, that’s what the virtue presumed the commander was thinking before he ultimately perished.

The scent of lavender and rose wafted potent than usual as the badly injured angel drug himself into her realm, the tall being looking down upon him with her signature smile. It still held utmost care and respect for him as she had done with anyone else, judgement free from her gaze — but the air about her seemed to betray such niceties. It was cold — cold as the tundra, devoid of the usual warmth her angelic kind radiated.

Docilely, a golden, waxy wing unfurled to softly cup his bitten frame into a gentle embrace as she knelt down to smear her thumb over some excess blood across his lips. The broken helmet he wore was then removed to get a better look at his expression. Before anything, Candlelight made sure to warm up her body to lessen some of the blistering agony eating away at his belly, smoothing her wax over the gaping wounds to close them up.

“ Do you regret your little endeavor? I hope it was worth it… “

She then locked eyes, her smile stoic and eyes half lidded in an almost disappointed and unnerving manner,

“ — because you have been terminated from Heaven. This will be your last resting place before you return to the hellgrounds you perished upon.

Please enjoy your time with me here before you come to as a fallen sinner. “

@hclluvahctel

#🕯️ MUSE: CANDLELIGHT. 🕯️#hclluvahctel

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mothvalentino · 1 month

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@hclluvahctel

ཐིཋྀ "Asmodeus! I'm such a big fan~"

#hclluvahctel #//just randomly picked him hope that ok ^^

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countlessrealities · 2 months

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@hclluvahctel - continued from HERE

HUSK DOESN'T REMEMBER THE LAST TIME he had friends, or anything that remotely felt like a FAMILY. Yet as he watched the princess and her girlfriend encouraging Niffty and Angel to take part in their latest activity. Maybe good things could come from this.

That train of thought was quickly snuffed when he felt a hand on his shoulder, fur bristling at the touch. He grunts in response, but wordlessly follows obediently. He keeps his expression blank as Alastor continues, though ears do flatten against his head. "... Yeah."

A flash of pure malice breaks through Alastor's usual cordial facade, so brief that one would easily miss it. Most don't know, or pretend not to know because it's less scary that way, but it's in moments like this that the ones who are, for better and for worse, the closest to him are forcefully reminded of what fester underneath the surface.

"What's with the long face, old friend? Don't tell me that you've been considering to give redemption a shot, have you? It's not your style, and we both know it."

The words are followed by one of his signature laughs, but the static that runs through it is a crystal clear warning. Husk has better engage him, but he also has to watch his tongue.

"I will give you that they are an enjoyable bunch. I must say, I chose to humour our princess, I wasn't expecting to get so invested in my pet project. But it's turning out to be far more interesting that I hoped for!"

Neck tilting in an unnatural angle, he leant closer to Husk's height.

"So, do tell. What's your favourite part of all this? I'm quite curious."

#[ interactions :: Alastor ]#&& Husk || hclluvahctel #[ v. I’m here for the entertainment! ; main verse :: Alastor ]#hclluvahctel #;; queue

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hellizens · 3 months

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"And if you look to your left you'll see Adam being horrible like always."

#hclluvahctel #( dash commentary )#( muse: lucifer )

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metaladam · 24 days

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LUTE HAD BEEN GONE ALL DAY WITH NO CONTACT TO ANYONE, returning to base late dragging her feet and looking slightly beat up. A bloodied wound on her cheek, hair a mess and uniform a little dirtier than usual. She dropped her sword and made a beeline for the couch, uncaring that she might make it messy as she sunk onto the pillows.

" Oh hey! You're here! Welcome back!"

He'd been eating nachos on the couch watching mean girls, was some funny shit. His palm would land on her head and ruffle her hair a bit affectionately. Jeez she was sweaty!

" Eeek I am gonna need wash my hand before I stick my hand back in these chips. Help yourself bro, gonna wash up!"

He got up and promptly began scrubbing himself, calling out to his lieutenant from the kitchen.

" YOU LOOK LIKE SHIT BABE! WHAT HAPPENED?"

#IC post #hclluvahctel

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radicheart · 2 months

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Rosie going to casually pet Alastor's hair and scratch behind his ears

Alastor's going to let his ears flip back and press into Rosie's hand(s) after sinking his head down to let his forehead rest on her shoulder. This feels nice.

#hclluvahctel #( ask )#and when she holds my hand i feel so grand; my heart starts beating like a big brass band (alastor ♡ rosie)

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hannah-the-small · 2 months

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@hclluvahctel

Stoppp this is making my Vs go feral fhdkskkfjg

//OH I'M SORRY I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE MOANING

#hazbin!verse #hclluvahctel #GritttheImp

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luteisms · 3 months

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@hclluvahctel from here

❛ sir, you cannot possibly be serious. these trainees are looking for a fearless and iron - willed LEADER. you cannot expect them to follow your direct orders when you are stumbling around like you are on your last legs. ❜ the angel is following her superior with her hands behind her back, grabbing her own helmet and placing it on her head before extending her arm forward to FORCEFULLY turn the first man around to look at her.

❛ you need to sleep. training can begin in the morning. i can escort you back to your quarters forcefully if needed. we cannot have our first impression be lackluster, sir. ❜ at this point, it feels like she's babying the man. she crosses her arms in front of her and cements her feet in place to indicate her seriousness.

#hclluvahctel #omgomgomg

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xluciifer · 1 month

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[ Looks at @k1zty, @pridefell, @gethellbcnt, @jizzlords, @cxncrie and @hclluvahctel. ]

I see the finish line ... I'm almost there guys, thank you for being so patient with me. 🥺🥺🥺

I'm almost done ... with everything.