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ofdarkestdesires · 1 year
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Let’s play
What the Fuck is Up With That?
The rules of the game are simple: call out something you noticed about my muse—be it in a past RP, in their background description, or in a ramble post about them—and ask me to elaborate (i.e. gush) by asking “What the fuck is up with that?”
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Lucifer and Alastor are answering your questions!
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Scenario: It’s been about four months since Charlie died in the battle against the angelic exterminators. Lucifer takes the reins and is now running the newly remodeled Hazbin Hotel in her memory. In order to get some help, he’s made a deal with Alastor in which Lucifer must allow Alastor to do whatever he wants with his body 😉.
At the moment Lucifer has been feeling rather sick and rundown…what could be causing his illness when angels don’t usually get sick?
Update: Lucifer has found out he is 3 months pregnant — but Alastor may also be pregnant! He’s ran off somewhere…
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absentia-if · 1 year
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Hi~ howdy? Ask are open and my mind blanks over cuz why not lol
Say, ignore this if you wish, but what did M do in the day of mc's "death" anniversary?did they just took note of the day and soldier on for the day?(my money is on yes)or smth else?
Anyway all the love💖💖💖
“I—” A sharp huff of air is exhaled through their nose. Azure blue eyes narrowed in thought as they fight away the memories that wished to pull them under. “I took the day off, when I was able to, and I visited their grave. I-I wanted to be close to them in some way.” They look down, anguish clearly etched across their features. “I was foolish enough not to be so in their life, I wasn’t about to make the same mistake in their death.”
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midnightsun-if · 6 months
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Could we ask for in character stuff? Like where we say something to a specific character and have them respond? Love the story ✨❤️✨!!!!
Like where you say something such as: “How much do you love me, Scarlett?” or just something else (or a scenario for a specific character that you’d like them to respond to), and have her (or whatever character) respond to it?
If that’s what you mean, I absolutely don’t have a problem with it! You’re more than welcome to send asks like that— I think it’d be fun to respond in character to whatever you all can come up with!
And thank you so much, I’m so honored, every single day, how wonderful you all are with taking the time to interact with me and read my story. It means so much. 💖💖💖
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strelles-universe · 8 months
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WAIT- between Longtail and Magpiestar, whose tail is the longest?
"I'm pretty sure mine is longer," Longtail insisted, stretching as tall as he can.
Magpietail held his as straight as he could, "No no youngster, mine is longer."
"Don't call me 'youngster' just because you're losing gray-muzzle!"
"Both of you lay down," Deadfoot commanded, circling around to inspect the two tails being stretched out. He hummed consideringly before stepping aside to allow a more impartial judge to step forward.
"I've never been so invested in something so trivial before," Larkwing muttered, watching with anticipation as Leopardstar inspected the two tails.
"...by a tuft, it's Magpiestar," she declared.
Magiepestar hopped to his paws smugly as Longtail cursed though his whiskers twitched in a good-natured fashion.
"There's always the chance that something bites it off," Longtail heckled.
Magpiestar rolled his eyes fondly, nudging the slender warrior with his paw.
"And when that day comes, you will win but for now, my tail reigns supreme."
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Can I the Mach?
"No, you may not the Mach. ~ AA"
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Crookedstar... how do you feel about your mother?
Crookedstorm hums, low, a sound like thunder in the depths of his throat and chest.
“Admittedly, most of what I feel… or felt… is very faded now. I do my best not to think of her; I have other priorities than fussing over the affairs and feelings of a dead molly.”
He cringes. “… Apologies. I shouldn’t speak so crassly of the departed…”
Taking in a slow breath, he begins again. “I feel… Empathy for her. She was a very sad creature, especially from what I saw of her once I returned to the Riverward… Alone and letting herself fall into a state of such disrepair; she prided herself on her appearance from the moment she opened her eyes, so I heard. It stung to see her like that… and it took me a long, long time to learn that I couldn’t fix her. It wasn’t my responsibility.”
His gaze loses some focus. “It wasn’t my responsibility… But it doesn’t make my grief for what we could have had, and what she could have been, any easier to manage.” Chuckling, he shakes his head.
“Ah-. Forgive me, I went off on a tangent there… Hopefully you’ll excuse the ramblings of this old tom.”
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For Izaya-
<Oh looks like i found your number again Izaya~>
<oh did you? well who is this.. sorry Shizuo broke my last like... 9 phones, so i lost most my contacts... a few times.>
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gavillain · 1 year
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Hey, Hades. What was the most embarrassing thing you've ever seen Pain and Panic do?
"Exist."
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-Follow Hades over at @underworldboss for more Hades content.
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angstyaches · 1 year
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oh also,, question for all the StW couples : what little things did you notice your partner does subconsciously that make you fall in love with them all over again? (that you would never tell them of course, lest they get conscious about it and stop doing it)
oh and one more if that’s okay : was there a thing that your partner did that sort of solidified in your mind that they are the person you want to spend the rest of your life with? if so, what was it? 🍄
Shayne and Charlie
Q: What little things did you notice your partner does subconsciously that make you fall in love with them all over again?
Shayne
"Charlie loves touching. All... all kinds of touching. And it's great, he makes me feel safe and happy and all that stuff, but it's... It's this look that he gives me, usually right before he touches me. It's like his eyes ask me if I'm okay with being touched, and even though I don't say anything out loud, he can usually tell what my answer would be with that one look. I just... I can't get my head around it. What the fuck did I do to deserve someone who cares enough to check in with me like that?"
He pauses. ""And also, the... the way he goes on and on about the most random fucking things that he's interested in. I don't always get what the big fuss is about, but seeing him get all bright and fiery, it... it just draws me even further in. Somehow."
Charlie
"The way he drops everything at the first suggestion that I might need something. He takes care of little tasks for me with more intensity than he takes care of his own big tasks, and it's just so adorable to watch..." 
He clears his throat and starts looking a bit flustered. "And speaking of being adorable to watch, he does certain little things now that he never would have done when we first met, like... like taking my hand and resting it on his stomach when it hurts, and it makes my brain turn to absolute mush all over again."
Q: Was there a thing that your partner did that sort of solidified in your mind that they are the person you want to spend the rest of your life with? if so, what was it?
Shayne:
"There was this one time when I was just... I was so fucking low, I couldn't -" He pauses to catch his breath. "I couldn't see how I was going to pull myself out of it, ever, but then there he was, and he knew exactly what I needed, and he pulled me into a hug, and I just..." He looks down and blinks as his eyes start to water. "I knew then. I knew he'd do anything to keep me safe, and I'd do the same for him."
TLDR: hugged him.
Charlie:
He thinks for a moment, a sad smile spreading across his face as he shakes his head. "The day I realised he'd gone away with Elliott and Felix without saying goodbye or explaining himself. I mean, I had feelings for him for a long time before that, and after that night where he finally opened up to me about Madelyn, and then we had our first kiss, and I... I reckoned that, yeah, I love this boy, but I - I thought I'd been in love like that before. But the second I realised he was gone? I was so god-damn furious and hurt and confused, but I also knew I needed him back, and that I'd always need him back. I needed him forever."
TLDR: abandoned him.
(Fun fact: even though Charlie had a crush on Shayne for a much longer time, Shayne's "forever moment" happened before Charlie's.)
Felix and Elliott
Q: What little things did you notice your partner does subconsciously that make you fall in love with them all over again?
Felix
“Is it possible to say that everything he does is indisputably perfect? That his every move, to me, seems as graceful as a swan craning its neck? That his touch is like the sun against my skin? That every time he breathes, it sounds like a beautiful orchestral swell, rising up to meet the gentle whisper of birdsong on a spring breeze? ” Felix grins broadly. “I got rather carried away there, didn’t I?”
Elliott
“Whenever Felix is deep in thought, he plays with the ends of his hair. It’s incredibly endearing...” Elliott chuckles lightly. “He also has this habit of nudging his face against my chest when we hug. I’m not sure if it’s something he’s conscious of, but it makes my heart feel so warm. It’s like he’s acknowledging that we’re holding each other, but he has a desire to get closer still. I can feel all of his love and his trust in that motion.”
Q: Was there a thing that your partner did that sort of solidified in your mind that they are the person you want to spend the rest of your life with? if so, what was it?
Felix
“You’ll probably suspect that I’m lying when I tell you this, but I fell for Elli at first sight... despite the fact that that sight was of him stepping out of the shadows, his face dripping with crimson blood from the criminal he had just savaged right before my eyes.” Felix’s smile turns awkward, but doesn’t falter. “The heart wants what it wants, and I wasn’t aware what I wanted until that moment. And apparently, my heart wanted a scary vampire with a mildly unhinged look in his eyes.”
TLDR: murdered someone.
Elliott
“I haven’t told this story a lot,” he says (it’s true, I don’t think I’ve ever shared this story on my blog but it’s always been in my mind lol), “but a few months after our first encounter, Fee actually managed to track me down again. He put himself in an extremely dangerous situation just to get to me. And usually, that kind of stupidity and recklessness would make me blood-boilingly furious, but when I saw him that day, shaking and crying but still looking at me with that huge smile and bright eyes - it was like my heart shifted inside me, and the ground shifted under my feet. It was such an unfamiliar feeling, but I immediately knew what it meant. And that was a... terrifying feeling.”
TLDR: tracked him down, put himself in harm’s way.
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Alastor is in pain! He needs help! He’s going into labor!
Send him some asks! 😉
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Part 1 of Alastor’s Labor (taken from Deal with the Devil)
The Radio Tower in an old abandoned part of the Pride Ring had once belonged to the thriving radio demon. It showed years of decade and its age as it stood bent and in near destruction, but it was also a place Alastor could retreat and be in misery alone.
His form manifested from the floorboards and once his physical being formed, he held his stomach and let out a terrible retch of vile fluids.
He was cold. He was hot. He had been seeing things left and right, up and down, and he knew these weren’t the demons he had created willingly. No. This was something else entirely.
That deal with Lucifer had done more harm than good to the Radio Demon. Magic from the Heavens, blessings, were a curse on someone like him. He had taken from Lucifer’s flesh many times and while in the moment it had been the finest taste of divinity he’d ever experienced, the side effects were gruesome.
He now understood how Angel Dust felt when he went through withdrawals.
His claws dug into the old floorboard, leaving fresh claw marks. His demonic form was recovering from his withdrawals as well. Alastor began to notice some time after he’d just eaten from the forbidden apple that his body pulsed and ached with pain. He’d vomited more diluted golden blood and pure white flesh than he’d realized.
His body couldn’t handle Lucifer’s divinity.
He let out a foul amount of rot in his being before he was forced into his back, panting heavily. His naturally thin body had taken a bloated appearance lately, especially around his midsection. He didn’t know how or why that was happening. After all, as a sinner, once he had a form it never changed until they possessed enough power to make it so and Alastor’s true demonic form had been unable to manifest properly for months now.
Not since his deal with Lucifer.
He placed a hand on his swell abdomen, having hidden his growing shame for a while now. “Goddamn,” he muttered to himself. “That man was truly out to get away from me,” he muttered to himself as he could no longer feel the pull he had to Lucifer as he had before with the deal in place. He shivered and curled up to his side, coughing for a few moments before he felt composed enough to attempt to get up.
As he sat up, the sound of static made him wince. He looked around and while he knew he was alone, he saw some rather upsetting things. Small symbols he didn’t recognize floated in the air around him, and a terrible crawling sensation made its way through his body. He felt his body course through the round of shivers and arched his back in response. He cried out and dragged himself to a corner, his form jolting in random spasms.
What was worse was that this wasn’t the first time he’d experienced this. It happened after a few days when he didn’t consume from Lucifer.
He had been consistent with eating his flesh and drinking his blood until the day he’d noticed the change of taste. The once divine and addictive substance turned into rot in his mouth.
He knew Lucifer had done something about it. Something to make him stop.
But he also knew his taste had changed.
The once proud cannibal wasn’t able to eat meat anymore. At first, he just thought it was the withdrawal of the addicting flesh, after all, once you taste heaven, everything else would taste awful in response. But even when he’d pushed through and eaten some venison to settle his stomach and cravings, he gagged at the taste and vomited so hard every time.
And yet for someone who couldn’t eat, his body expanded.
He felt his shivers build up in waves of pain and he’d let out a scream so loud and disorienting that it shattered the glass surrounding the radio tower, scared off the vultures surrounding the wasteland, and even cracked the ground around him.
Whatever poison remained in his body was going to its sweet time to get out of his body.
He closed his eyes, feeling what he thought phantom pains were in his expanded abdomen, and hoped it would die down soon enough.
But Alastor was not that lucky — if only he hadn’t eaten from Lucifer’s flesh or drank his ichor…
Gluttony had become his newest sin and now he was paying the price of it in more ways than one…
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absentia-if · 1 year
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Gabby, I want you to know im so very thankful you were there for K. Im so glad you helped them see that joy and love were possible with grief. My question is this, would you be willing to let me be in your life? Not as a romantic rival or anything, but because K is one of the most important people in my life and i want to get to know one of the most important in theirs.
“There’s no need to thank me, MC.” A red hue makes its way across their cheeks before it’s hidden from view when they duck their head. “I was just doing what anyone else would do given the chance. And I’d be more than happy to have you in my life— I think it’s high time we get to know one another, right?”
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bird-bureau · 1 year
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[For Ven, from Amir] "Have you done any traveling lately? I had the most marvelous time in Ebonhawke the other week. The tavern's stew is incredible! Did you know they've used the same stock for generations? It's like tasting history!"
She leans back in her chair with one arm slung over the back, posture loose and an easy smile on her face. "What do they call that again -- perpetual stew? It's great stuff. I pass through there every couple of months on the road. The real draw is getting out of the elements and a soft bed, but the stew's damn good as well. You travel much? We ought to swap recs."
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strelles-universe · 8 months
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Morningpaw (tawnypaw) I got an idea… tell cats that Cardinalfire is your dad, that Goldenflower asked him to surrogate for her
"It's perfect!" Morningpaw declared immediately, raising her tail in triumph. She nudged her brother who watched her with an uncertain expression, though he was leaning in. "Mom's... not around to tell anyone anything. And he's practically our sweetfather already!"
"....we are red like him..." Eveningpaw signed thoughtfully.
"Wait you're actually-" Cardinalfire piped up with alarm, his ears immediately going scarlet. "I-I'm too young to be a dad!"
"Not true, I'm your son," Cloudywing debunked.
"I'm too young for Goldenflower then!" Cardinalfire protested.
"But you are handsome," Jackdawstripe purred.
Cardinalfire whirled, looking between the gathered cats like he's being ganged up on in a fight, "Chaffinchtail! Please talk some sense into them!"
Chaffinchtail watched him, green eyes twinkling with amusement.
"...didn't we talk about having kits before? This may be the best of all worlds."
"CHAFFINCH-"
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pan-fried-autism · 1 year
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Can you draw Mothgo, Grem?
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“Mothgo my beloved friend Mothgo. Mothgo who helped me a bit through a kinda bad time in my life my friend Mothgo”
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