Asriel Belacqua

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[angelus-cadens]

❝Sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴜsᴛ, ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴛʜᴇ sɪɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪsᴇʀʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴠᴇɴᴇss ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. Hᴜᴍᴀɴ ʙᴇɪɴɢs ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ sᴇᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ɪᴛ, Lʏʀᴀ. Tʜᴀᴛ’s ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ sɪɴ. Aɴᴅ I’ᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ɪᴛ. Dᴇᴀᴛʜ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ.❞

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟs ᴏɴʟʏ, ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴄ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ʙʟᴏɢ ꜰᴏʀ ASRIEL BELACQUA ꜰʀᴏᴍ 'ʜɪs ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟs'

ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ Lou, +21, she/her

𝒊. carrd 𝒊𝒊. rules 𝒊𝒊𝒊. memes 𝒊𝒗. verses and AU 𝒗. interest tracker 𝒗𝒊. open starters 𝒗𝒊𝒊. headcanon

ᴇsᴛ. 29.04.25

side blog of @devorantescorda-2

affiliated with: @kingofthewebxxx

[devorantescorda-2]

mea culpa

i have decided to bring my other muses to life in another blog. if you want to learn to know them and interact with them, please go follow @darkly-descended

for now, i have Asriel & Toby there, but i'm planning to add more soon!

[angelus-cadens]

continued from (x)

He could see that Richard's smile was a heartbroken one, and for a second he decided not to question him further on that man. But his curiosity took the best of him and, wrapping his arm around the other's shoulder to pull him closer. "Some pains are harder to erase than others. But you don't have to hide them from me. I want to know everything about you, or how am I supposed to help you?" He kissed his forehead, lingering a second longer to let him feel his love and protection before standing up. "Enough sentimentality," he smirked, "let's have some fun." He extended his hand toward the younger vampire, smirk still on his lips.

@moriarty-shadow

[angelus-cadens]

for @moriarty-shadow

The scent of salt and rust clung to the air as Asriel leaned against the corroded railing of the docks, his polished shoes incongruous against the cracked wood. The harbor was quiet, the city’s pulse muted by the predawn haze. He didn't turn as footsteps approach—he didn't need to. “Richard,” he said, voice smooth as aged whiskey, “you’re late.”

A beat. The lap of water against the pilings filled the silence. “I brought you a gift.” Asriel finally glanced over his shoulder, his coat shifting just enough to reveal the glint of a silver flask in his pocket. His smile was slow, deliberate. “Or perhaps it’s a test. Either way, you’ll want to see this.”

[angelus-cadens]

“I’m home sweetheart”

Asriel’s fingers tightened around the stem of his glass, the crimson liquid within swirling like a storm. His voice was a velvet murmur, laced with something darker—relief, possession, the ghost of a smile playing at his lips.

“And here I thought you’d forgotten what home felt like.” A pause. His gaze lingered, heavy with century of unspoken promises. “Come. Let me remind you.”

[angelus-cadens]

"I lay awake at night, aching for you"

"Aww, you poor little thing," he teased, his smirk softening as his thumb traced the curve of Jim’s cheek, slow and deliberate. His voice dropped to a murmur, rough with something darker, something raw. "All those nights, burning for me? And here I thought you were made of sterner stuff." His fingers slid to tilt his chin up, forcing their eyes to meet — his own glowing faintly, the way they did when he was truly pleased. "But don’t worry, love. I’ll make sure you ache for more than just dreams next time."

Beneath the taunt, his pulse hummed, wild and possessive. He wanted to devour that confession, to pin it between them like a secret, like a vow. But for now, he’d let the words linger, let the hunger in his touch say what his pride wouldn’t.

[devorantescorda-2]

⚠️⚠️ For all my mutuals I shared my discord with ⚠️⚠️

I've been hacked today, so please don't click on anything I've sent you since this morning. I deleted my account but it takes time from discord to delete it

I am sorry, friends

Like this post if you want me to send you a dm with my new discord once it's created

[chonkiimemes]

Send me a kink (or scenario) and I'll rate it!

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK Yes! | Oh god you don’t even know |

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

[angelus-cadens]

@ordinarycass3 send ‘ 😏 ’   and my muse will honestly answer the following q’s: 

How physically attracted they are to your muse? he is extremely attracted to Lei

How romantically attracted they are to your muse? same as above

How often they would like to have sex with yours? at least once a day

Where they would most likely have sex with yours? bed stays the best place according to him, but really he's open to anywhere else

Whether they think yours would be  “good”  in bed? he knows she's great 😏

What titles / nicknames my muse would like to call yours during sex? he actually doesn't really care about that

Up to 3 kinks they would like to explore with yours  ( with consent of course ) threesome, breath play & edge play

What sort of sex they’d prefer to have with yours  ( slow & sensual, quickie, etc. ) every kind? but quickie, he wouldn't say no

What type of relationship my muse would like to form with yours. ( typical couple, friends with benefits, etc. ) typical couple

[angelus-cadens]

@curse-of-frell sent “you okay?” - Ella

Asriel didn’t look at her at first. His jaw was tight, eyes fixed on the horizon like he was watching something only he could see. The moonlight caught the sharp angles of his face, casting deep shadows beneath his eyes.

“Okay?” he repeated, voice low, almost amused. “That’s a sweet word. Tidy. Human.” Finally, he turned, and when his gaze met hers, there was a flicker—something pained, something buried deep under centuries of blood and regret. But it vanished almost as fast as it appeared.

“I haven’t been ‘okay’ in a long time,” he said, softer now, almost like a confession. “But I’m alive. Or close enough to pass for it.” Then, with a dry smirk: “You learn to stop asking that question, eventually.”

[soulrph]

’ 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂 ’ 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

so i was looking at THIS MEME and THIS MEME and like. there’s something that i just love so much about these?? so essentially, the sender might send in smth like. “five times cried”. and the receiver can respond with a drabble about five times the receiver’s muse cried because of the sender’s muse! if you’re confused, that’s my fault, and that’s also why i have links to two of the memes that inspired this. i hope you all enjoy! as always, do NOT add more to these, i WILL be making a part 2!

five times kissed:     ( five times the receiver and sender kissed )

five times hugged:     ( five times the receiver hugged the sender )

five times called:      ( five times the receiver called the sender’s phone )

five times texted:      ( five times the receiver texted the sender )

five times cried:      ( five times the receiver cried over the sender )

five times smiled:      ( five times the sender made the receiver smile )

five times touched:      ( five times the receiver touched the sender (platonically or romantically or otherwise!) )

five times saved:     ( five times the sender’s life was saved by the receiver )

five times saved by:      ( five times the receiver was saved by the sender. )

five times protected:     ( five times the receiver was protected by the sender )

five times protective:      ( five times the receiver was protective of the sender )

five times thanked:      ( five times the receiver thanked, or felt gratitude towards, the sender )

five times comforted:      ( five times the receiver comforted the sender )

five times angered:      ( five times the sender made the receiver angry )

five times betrayed:      ( five times the receiver was, or felt, betrayed by the sender )

five times saddened:      ( five times the receiver felt sad for or because of the sender )

five times worried:      ( five times the receiver worried about the sender )

five times relieved:      ( five times the receiver felt relieved about the sender )

five times safe:      ( five times the receiver felt safe because of the sender )

five times happy:     ( five times the sender made the receiver happy. )

five times afraid:     ( five times the sender made the receiver feel afraid )

five times hurt:      ( five times the sender hurt the receiver or made them feel hurt. )

five times visited:      ( five times the sender and receiver visited each other )

five times left:      ( five times the sender and receiver parted ways )

five times reunited:      ( five times the sender and receiver reunited after being apart for a considerable length of time. )

five times stayed:      ( five times the receiver stayed with the sender )

five times glanced:     ( five times the receiver stole glances at the sender )

five times glanced at:      ( five times the receiver noticed the sender stealing glances at them )

five times healed:      ( five times the receiver nursed the sender back to health, or tended to their wounds )

five times watched:      ( five times the receiver watched the sender while they were working or doing something )

five times shared:      ( five times the receiver shared something (either a material or feelings or secrets!) with the sender )

five times flirted:      ( five times the receiver flirted with the sender )

five times blurted:      ( five times the receiver impulsively blurted something out to the sender )

five times confessed:     ( five times the receiver confessed a secret or feeling to the sender )

five times noticed:      ( five times the receiver noticed the sender properly )

[underesources]

ASTROLOGICAL HEADCANON MEME.

some various character analysis questions based off of space &&. the bodies that inhabit it. feel free to edit as you see fit.

[ MERCURY ] is your muse good at communication ? can they hold a proper conversation, or are they always finding an excuse to avoid small talk ?

[ VENUS ] how does your muse handle love ? do they believe themself to be deserving of it, and how capable are they of loving others ?

[ EARTH ] how grounded is your muse ? are they logical and straightforward, or are do they always have their head in the clouds ?

[ MARS ] when your muse gets angry, how does it show ? do they know how to control it, or do they let it consume them ?

[ JUPITER ] how does your muse see morality ? what do the words good and evil mean to them ?

[ SATURN ] is your muse all work and no play ? do they let responsibility consume them, or do they allow themselves breaks from time to time ?

[ URANUS ] can your muse handle change ? do they accept it with open arms, or will they try anything they can to make sure things say the same ?

[ NEPTUNE ] does your muse dream frequently ? if they do, what kind of dreams (or nightmares) do they have ?

[ PLUTO ] what is your muse's relationship with individuality ? do they feel that they need permission to be themself ?

[ CERES ] does your muse take care of themself ? do they neglect their needs to put others first ?

[ PALLAS ] how perceptive is your muse ? can they pick up on things other people don't ?

[ CHIRON ] what does your muse do to cope ? are their coping mechanisms healthy, or do they lean into bad habits to get through tough times ?

[akarii-memes]

[angelus-cadens]

@macabrec0uture - continue from (x)

Asriel arched a brow, arms folded tightly over his chest as he leaned against the cold metal wall of the safehouse. The flicker of candlelight cast shadows across his angular features, sharpening the tension in his jaw. “Sexy demon, huh?” he echoed dryly, lips twitching into something between a smirk and a sneer. “You really know how to pick them, Axel.”

He wasn’t mad—at least, not entirely. But it bothered him. Not just the demon, not just the recklessness, but the distance that always seemed to stretch between them. It gnawed at him in quiet moments like this. Asriel wanted to believe Gabriel had Axel’s best interests at heart, but trust wasn’t something he handed out easily.

“Funny,” he muttered. There was no anger in his voice now—just a raw ache, cloaked beneath sarcasm. He pushed off the wall and moved to sit opposite Axel on the floor, folding his long legs beneath him. His eyes locked onto his brother's mischievous grin. “Fine,” Asriel said, finally. “I’ll bite. Truth.”

[angelus-cadens]

@curse-of-frell sent “i don’t like you. i just think about you a lot. totally different.” - Elliot

Asriel didn’t flinch. He stood there in the dim glow of the corridor lights, arms folded, a half-smirk playing at the corner of his mouth like the words barely grazed him. “Right,” he said, voice cool but steady, “because obsession without affection is so much healthier.”

His eyes—dark, calculating—locked onto theirs, and for a moment, something flickered behind them. Not anger. Not hurt. Just... recognition. Like he’d seen this game before, played it too many times, and always ended up with the same scar. He took a slow step closer, not threatening, just… present. Inescapably so. “You don’t have to like me. But if I’m living in your head rent-free, don’t pretend you’re above whatever this is.” He turned away then, the echo of his boots filling the silence he left behind. But his voice, low and biting, lingered in the air like smoke: “Just be honest. I already know the difference between want and like. So do you.”

[angelus-cadens]

@cardigansandearlgrey asked: ❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜

Asriel just… stood there, staring at him. His breath caught — not from shock, but from the way something in him broke open. Something he hadn’t let himself feel in a long time. He stepped forward, slow and deliberate, until there was barely space between them. His hand rose, fingers brushing against Q’s jaw, grounding himself in the reality of him.

"You have no idea what that means to me," Asriel said quietly, voice low, nearly trembling. "But if you're mine…" He leaned in, forehead resting against Q’s. His next words were a breath. "Then gods help anyone who tries to take you from me."

[bookished]

( a collection of dialogue prompts where both are denying it HARD (aka: "i don't like you" while looking like they’re two seconds from kissing). adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please don’t edit or add on to the original post <3 if you like, please consider supporting me through tips.

(tension? what tension? shut up.)

“i don’t like you. i just think about you a lot. totally different.”

“you think i have a crush on you? please. i’d rather kiss a cactus.”

“it’s not a big deal that i noticed your favorite drink. i’m just observant.”

“you looked good tonight? i didn’t notice. i wasn’t staring. shut up.”

“we’re not a thing. people are just delusional.”

“my heart only races because you're infuriating. not because i like you.”

“what? no, i wasn’t trying to impress you. this outfit? pure coincidence.”

“ugh, why would i be jealous? you can flirt with whoever you want. i don’t care.”

“we don’t have chemistry. we just argue really well.”

“i don’t think about kissing you. ever. like, not even once. definitely not last night.”

“you could never be my type. you’re too... you.”

“you’re the worst thing to happen to me. and i say that fondly. platonically. shut up.”

“it’s not tension. we just hate each other politely.”

“the way i feel about you? confusing. disgusting. ignore it.”

“this is not a moment. don’t make it a moment.”

“you thought i was going to kiss you? gross. who told you.”

“you look pretty tonight. as a rival. i meant that competitively.”

“we’re not flirting. this is banter. battle. mental warfare.”

“god, you make me want to scream. in a strictly platonic way.”

“i don’t like you. i don’t even tolerate you. i just... memorize how your eyes look in moonlight for strategy.”