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#good omens #ligur #askligur #hastur #maggot marriage

Ligur, having received a call from Beelzebub, looks at the request in surprise. "Ah, the wedding?" - he frowns, - “yes, we really were going to get married openly, but then... things happened. I suppose we did it without any noise so as not to disturb anyone. As I recall, then were hard times, some came back, some who was injured... It was so long ago. I haven’t seen my fiancé for a long time. @askhastur , dear, if you hear me, shed light on events. It seems that I suffer from a loss of short-term memory. Are we really married or did I dream all this? "

phantasmagoetia

I’m bored.

Legion sneakily tried to make me do a lit of things that happened when I was bored.

I had it start with his current demise via physically impossible means…

…

I’m sorry, darling. I’ll make up for it.

…

Someone talk to me…

Ligur randomly appeared nearby. This was his first attempt to practice moving after returning to the body and he seems to be not where he planned. However, if think about it, Lord Belfegor treated him well and was a better company than… some other demons, so Ligur decided to stay if he was not asked to leave.

It seemed to him that Belfegor was a little sad, so he cautiously addressed her: “My lord? How are you?“

phantasmagoetia

Belphegor turned and clapped in surprise.

“Ligur! Long time, no see. Granted, the ‘no see’ is an ongoing thing with you, either of yous. And I’m fine. Just so…”

Belphegor miracled up a fainting couch and draped herself over it dramatically.

“… so bored. I am this close to unleashing something over any of the realms, but Asmodeus said no. Can you believe such audacity?”

#askligur #ligur #archdemon Belphegor

Ligur smiled slightly, bowing his head knowingly. He wisely did not seek to get into the affairs of higher demons, but he was always ready to listen.

However, after a little thought, he nevertheless said: “my lord, I think you could have fun, but not tell this to Asmodeus. With all due respect"

phantasmagoetia

I’m bored.

Legion sneakily tried to make me do a lit of things that happened when I was bored.

I had it start with his current demise via physically impossible means…

…

I’m sorry, darling. I’ll make up for it.

…

Someone talk to me…

#askligur #ligur #archdemon Belphegor

Ligur randomly appeared nearby. This was his first attempt to practice moving after returning to the body and he seems to be not where he planned. However, if think about it, Lord Belfegor treated him well and was a better company than... some other demons, so Ligur decided to stay if he was not asked to leave.

It seemed to him that Belfegor was a little sad, so he cautiously addressed her: “My lord? How are you?"

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

He nuzzled him close and Weezer, sobbing, trying hard not to bite his hand out of reflects, "I wa..watch..ed y..ou b ..urn up.. Your s..cream... It... Ligur by God-" He hissed at Her name and cried, "I wanted to follow you so badly... So... So badly..."

Ligur shuddered, remembering that day. For a second he introduced himself in the place of Hastur ... "everything is fine now, dear, I'm back," Ligur took his hands and stroked his palms gently. He caught Hastur’s eyes, “I’ve returned to you. I was looking for you.” He brought Hastur’s hands to his lips and kissed the bites on his fingers.

"HOOOOW ARE YOU HERE?" Hastur cried out, kneeling down on his knees, holding Ligur along the waste

“This is a long story ...” Ligur gently stroked Hastur’s hair, realizing how much he really missed him ... “I ... stayed in that room. I actually didn’t die, I just lost my body. And Crowley ... he helped me get it back. "

"CROWLEY?" He yelped and looked to him. How...when..." He was alive, He Hastur had left him?

"I went after him... You... I left you..."

“You couldn't know, my sin.” Ligur gently stroked his face. Despite his sadness, he was so good and joyful because Hastur was there. “It's not your fault, dear, I didn’t immediately understand what happened. The main thing is that we are together now.” Ligur knelt before Hastur and, again looking into his eyes, kissed his forehead and cheeks.

"Y..ou ARE here...?" He asked, holding Ligurs face where they bent together and purred weakly, feeling his warm/cold skin, those ever bewitching eyes, that smile!

"Yes, my sin", answered Ligur, continuing to cover his face with kisses, "I'm with you. and I'll never leave you again. never, do you hear?"

Holding onto him for dear life and sobbed into his jacket, his sulfur scent hitting his nose, his warm lips and touches, burning once a dead fire back to life within his dead soul

“Hastur ...”, Ligur whispered, gently brushing his ear with warm air, “do you remember ...” he kissed his fingers and palm in a black glove again. “I'm so happy that you are there, I love you so much ... I missed you... so much, my darling, my bad demon." Ligur whispered this, kissing his hand, he held his lips in his hand, and then licked one finger and took it into his mouth.

"Tell me..what to r..emember, my dark souled partner~ Please..." He breathed in short buffs, feeling excited and alive like he hasn't before (never being alive this made it more so a feeling only made possible by Ligur)

Ligur saw that Hastur was playing with him, he slowly pulled his finger out of his mouth, licked widely in the palm of his hand and leaned forward, practically joining their lips. “This,” Ligur whispered, kissing his wet lips, and then going down to his neck and grabbing the skin with his lips as Hastur always liked. He carefully removed his outer clothing from both of them, finally feeling the warmth of the body of his beloved demon. Ligur gently stroked Hastur's chest, feeling the nipples of his human body under his palms.

A startled gasp brought it all back, their times out of Hell, save from either sides eyes, their judgments, just them together, together, happy, in love, something to Hell and Heaven they felt!!

He shook deeply at the feeling of being touched just now alone and whimpered, beaming, dark as pitch eyes huge, loving as they gazed upon Ligur as the other stopped to stare at him before continuing his journey, "You are back, you ARE here!"

Ligur kissed his chest through the shirt, slightly biting his nipple. His hands stroked Hastur's back. Once they were both angels, but they fell ... Ligur loved his old life, but over time he realized that he always loved only Hastur in it. When they were angels, and when they became demons ... all this was not important if Hastur was there. He was always so dear, and Ligur loved him with all his being, with all his essence, with all his soul and body ... and his heart and head ... Ligur was experiencing so many emotions now. After so much time, he again felt Hastur with his palms, body and consciousness. He groaned softly with emotion, penetrating his hands under the fabric of his shirt and stroking his bare skin. He covered his chest with kisses as he took off shirt from Hastur. He loved him, he desired him. With all his heart and body. It was his beautiful demon, his partner, his lover ...

Ligur ran his hands over Hastur's buttocks, and squeezed them, looking into his eyes. The heart of his human form was beating so hard, making it difficult to hear and think. Now he saw only Hastur in front of him and knew only that he would die again if something happened to Hastur.

Throught Ligurs work, the once sobbing Demon, having found out indeed his partner was alive, his partner was there with him now, and that the feelings were of his partner stripping this human form of its clothes and responded now with loving vigor back, tears now falling due to the outweighed release of the one he'd Fall again for, shout to Above and Below that his partner was the best thing in creation and neither Heaven nor Hell could compete and surrendered himself to the dark skinned Demon who touched him and kissed him who Beyond Miracles came back to him~

#maggot husbands #hastur #ligur #nsfw

Ligur kissed his cheeks, collecting tears with his lips. His dear demon, so warm and so familiar, was never so sensitive when they were not alone, but now no one interfered with them and Hastur was no longer what he was for others. He was his Hastur, only him and for him ... Ligur gently ran a palm down Hastur's stomach down to his trousers and, slightly lingering at the belt, put his hand on his groin. Ligur felt like he was hot and hard between his legs. demons usually do not have sex, but they and Hastur have long decided what they like. The sexual characteristics of human males ((... right? Are they men "there"?)) Seemed to them more convenient in most cases of their interactions.

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

He nuzzled him close and Weezer, sobbing, trying hard not to bite his hand out of reflects, "I wa..watch..ed y..ou b ..urn up.. Your s..cream... It... Ligur by God-" He hissed at Her name and cried, "I wanted to follow you so badly... So... So badly..."

Ligur shuddered, remembering that day. For a second he introduced himself in the place of Hastur ... "everything is fine now, dear, I'm back," Ligur took his hands and stroked his palms gently. He caught Hastur’s eyes, “I’ve returned to you. I was looking for you.” He brought Hastur’s hands to his lips and kissed the bites on his fingers.

"HOOOOW ARE YOU HERE?" Hastur cried out, kneeling down on his knees, holding Ligur along the waste

“This is a long story ...” Ligur gently stroked Hastur’s hair, realizing how much he really missed him ... “I ... stayed in that room. I actually didn’t die, I just lost my body. And Crowley ... he helped me get it back. "

"CROWLEY?" He yelped and looked to him. How...when..." He was alive, He Hastur had left him?

"I went after him... You... I left you..."

“You couldn't know, my sin.” Ligur gently stroked his face. Despite his sadness, he was so good and joyful because Hastur was there. “It's not your fault, dear, I didn’t immediately understand what happened. The main thing is that we are together now.” Ligur knelt before Hastur and, again looking into his eyes, kissed his forehead and cheeks.

"Y..ou ARE here...?" He asked, holding Ligurs face where they bent together and purred weakly, feeling his warm/cold skin, those ever bewitching eyes, that smile!

"Yes, my sin", answered Ligur, continuing to cover his face with kisses, "I'm with you. and I'll never leave you again. never, do you hear?"

Holding onto him for dear life and sobbed into his jacket, his sulfur scent hitting his nose, his warm lips and touches, burning once a dead fire back to life within his dead soul

“Hastur ...”, Ligur whispered, gently brushing his ear with warm air, “do you remember ...” he kissed his fingers and palm in a black glove again. “I'm so happy that you are there, I love you so much ... I missed you... so much, my darling, my bad demon." Ligur whispered this, kissing his hand, he held his lips in his hand, and then licked one finger and took it into his mouth.

"Tell me..what to r..emember, my dark souled partner~ Please..." He breathed in short buffs, feeling excited and alive like he hasn't before (never being alive this made it more so a feeling only made possible by Ligur)

Ligur saw that Hastur was playing with him, he slowly pulled his finger out of his mouth, licked widely in the palm of his hand and leaned forward, practically joining their lips. “This,” Ligur whispered, kissing his wet lips, and then going down to his neck and grabbing the skin with his lips as Hastur always liked. He carefully removed his outer clothing from both of them, finally feeling the warmth of the body of his beloved demon. Ligur gently stroked Hastur's chest, feeling the nipples of his human body under his palms.

A startled gasp brought it all back, their times out of Hell, save from either sides eyes, their judgments, just them together, together, happy, in love, something to Hell and Heaven they felt!!

He shook deeply at the feeling of being touched just now alone and whimpered, beaming, dark as pitch eyes huge, loving as they gazed upon Ligur as the other stopped to stare at him before continuing his journey, "You are back, you ARE here!"

#maggot husbands #hastur #ligur #nsfw

Ligur kissed his chest through the shirt, slightly biting his nipple. His hands stroked Hastur's back. Once they were both angels, but they fell ... Ligur loved his old life, but over time he realized that he always loved only Hastur in it. When they were angels, and when they became demons ... all this was not important if Hastur was there. He was always so dear, and Ligur loved him with all his being, with all his essence, with all his soul and body ... and his heart and head ... Ligur was experiencing so many emotions now. After so much time, he again felt Hastur with his palms, body and consciousness. He groaned softly with emotion, penetrating his hands under the fabric of his shirt and stroking his bare skin. He covered his chest with kisses as he took off shirt from Hastur. He loved him, he desired him. With all his heart and body. It was his beautiful demon, his partner, his lover ...

Ligur ran his hands over Hastur's buttocks, and squeezed them, looking into his eyes. The heart of his human form was beating so hard, making it difficult to hear and think. Now he saw only Hastur in front of him and knew only that he would die again if something happened to Hastur.

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

He nuzzled him close and Weezer, sobbing, trying hard not to bite his hand out of reflects, "I wa..watch..ed y..ou b ..urn up.. Your s..cream... It... Ligur by God-" He hissed at Her name and cried, "I wanted to follow you so badly... So... So badly..."

Ligur shuddered, remembering that day. For a second he introduced himself in the place of Hastur ... "everything is fine now, dear, I'm back," Ligur took his hands and stroked his palms gently. He caught Hastur’s eyes, “I’ve returned to you. I was looking for you.” He brought Hastur’s hands to his lips and kissed the bites on his fingers.

"HOOOOW ARE YOU HERE?" Hastur cried out, kneeling down on his knees, holding Ligur along the waste

“This is a long story ...” Ligur gently stroked Hastur’s hair, realizing how much he really missed him ... “I ... stayed in that room. I actually didn’t die, I just lost my body. And Crowley ... he helped me get it back. "

"CROWLEY?" He yelped and looked to him. How...when..." He was alive, He Hastur had left him?

"I went after him... You... I left you..."

“You couldn't know, my sin.” Ligur gently stroked his face. Despite his sadness, he was so good and joyful because Hastur was there. “It's not your fault, dear, I didn’t immediately understand what happened. The main thing is that we are together now.” Ligur knelt before Hastur and, again looking into his eyes, kissed his forehead and cheeks.

"Y..ou ARE here...?" He asked, holding Ligurs face where they bent together and purred weakly, feeling his warm/cold skin, those ever bewitching eyes, that smile!

"Yes, my sin", answered Ligur, continuing to cover his face with kisses, "I'm with you. and I'll never leave you again. never, do you hear?"

Holding onto him for dear life and sobbed into his jacket, his sulfur scent hitting his nose, his warm lips and touches, burning once a dead fire back to life within his dead soul

“Hastur ...”, Ligur whispered, gently brushing his ear with warm air, “do you remember ...” he kissed his fingers and palm in a black glove again. “I'm so happy that you are there, I love you so much ... I missed you... so much, my darling, my bad demon." Ligur whispered this, kissing his hand, he held his lips in his hand, and then licked one finger and took it into his mouth.

"Tell me..what to r..emember, my dark souled partner~ Please..." He breathed in short buffs, feeling excited and alive like he hasn't before (never being alive this made it more so a feeling only made possible by Ligur)

#maggot husbands #ligur #hastur #nsfw

Ligur saw that Hastur was playing with him, he slowly pulled his finger out of his mouth, licked widely in the palm of his hand and leaned forward, practically joining their lips. “This,” Ligur whispered, kissing his wet lips, and then going down to his neck and grabbing the skin with his lips as Hastur always liked. He carefully removed his outer clothing from both of them, finally feeling the warmth of the body of his beloved demon. Ligur gently stroked Hastur's chest, feeling the nipples of his human body under his palms.

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

He nuzzled him close and Weezer, sobbing, trying hard not to bite his hand out of reflects, "I wa..watch..ed y..ou b ..urn up.. Your s..cream... It... Ligur by God-" He hissed at Her name and cried, "I wanted to follow you so badly... So... So badly..."

Ligur shuddered, remembering that day. For a second he introduced himself in the place of Hastur ... "everything is fine now, dear, I'm back," Ligur took his hands and stroked his palms gently. He caught Hastur’s eyes, “I’ve returned to you. I was looking for you.” He brought Hastur’s hands to his lips and kissed the bites on his fingers.

"HOOOOW ARE YOU HERE?" Hastur cried out, kneeling down on his knees, holding Ligur along the waste

“This is a long story ...” Ligur gently stroked Hastur’s hair, realizing how much he really missed him ... “I ... stayed in that room. I actually didn’t die, I just lost my body. And Crowley ... he helped me get it back. "

"CROWLEY?" He yelped and looked to him. How...when..." He was alive, He Hastur had left him?

"I went after him... You... I left you..."

“You couldn't know, my sin.” Ligur gently stroked his face. Despite his sadness, he was so good and joyful because Hastur was there. “It's not your fault, dear, I didn’t immediately understand what happened. The main thing is that we are together now.” Ligur knelt before Hastur and, again looking into his eyes, kissed his forehead and cheeks.

"Y..ou ARE here...?" He asked, holding Ligurs face where they bent together and purred weakly, feeling his warm/cold skin, those ever bewitching eyes, that smile!

"Yes, my sin", answered Ligur, continuing to cover his face with kisses, "I'm with you. and I'll never leave you again. never, do you hear?"

Holding onto him for dear life and sobbed into his jacket, his sulfur scent hitting his nose, his warm lips and touches, burning once a dead fire back to life within his dead soul

#maggot husbands #ligur #hastur #😏

“Hastur ...”, Ligur whispered, gently brushing his ear with warm air, “do you remember ...” he kissed his fingers and palm in a black glove again. “I'm so happy that you are there, I love you so much ... I missed you... so much, my darling, my bad demon." Ligur whispered this, kissing his hand, he held his lips in his hand, and then licked one finger and took it into his mouth.

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

He nuzzled him close and Weezer, sobbing, trying hard not to bite his hand out of reflects, "I wa..watch..ed y..ou b ..urn up.. Your s..cream... It... Ligur by God-" He hissed at Her name and cried, "I wanted to follow you so badly... So... So badly..."

Ligur shuddered, remembering that day. For a second he introduced himself in the place of Hastur ... "everything is fine now, dear, I'm back," Ligur took his hands and stroked his palms gently. He caught Hastur’s eyes, “I’ve returned to you. I was looking for you.” He brought Hastur’s hands to his lips and kissed the bites on his fingers.

"HOOOOW ARE YOU HERE?" Hastur cried out, kneeling down on his knees, holding Ligur along the waste

“This is a long story ...” Ligur gently stroked Hastur’s hair, realizing how much he really missed him ... “I ... stayed in that room. I actually didn’t die, I just lost my body. And Crowley ... he helped me get it back. "

"CROWLEY?" He yelped and looked to him. How...when..." He was alive, He Hastur had left him?

"I went after him... You... I left you..."

“You couldn't know, my sin.” Ligur gently stroked his face. Despite his sadness, he was so good and joyful because Hastur was there. “It's not your fault, dear, I didn’t immediately understand what happened. The main thing is that we are together now.” Ligur knelt before Hastur and, again looking into his eyes, kissed his forehead and cheeks.

"Y..ou ARE here...?" He asked, holding Ligurs face where they bent together and purred weakly, feeling his warm/cold skin, those ever bewitching eyes, that smile!

#maggot husbands #ligur #hastur

"Yes, my sin", answered Ligur, continuing to cover his face with kisses, "I'm with you. and I'll never leave you again. never, do you hear?"

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

He nuzzled him close and Weezer, sobbing, trying hard not to bite his hand out of reflects, "I wa..watch..ed y..ou b ..urn up.. Your s..cream... It... Ligur by God-" He hissed at Her name and cried, "I wanted to follow you so badly... So... So badly..."

Ligur shuddered, remembering that day. For a second he introduced himself in the place of Hastur ... "everything is fine now, dear, I'm back," Ligur took his hands and stroked his palms gently. He caught Hastur’s eyes, “I’ve returned to you. I was looking for you.” He brought Hastur’s hands to his lips and kissed the bites on his fingers.

"HOOOOW ARE YOU HERE?" Hastur cried out, kneeling down on his knees, holding Ligur along the waste

“This is a long story ...” Ligur gently stroked Hastur’s hair, realizing how much he really missed him ... “I ... stayed in that room. I actually didn’t die, I just lost my body. And Crowley ... he helped me get it back. "

"CROWLEY?" He yelped and looked to him. How...when..." He was alive, He Hastur had left him?

"I went after him... You... I left you..."

#maggot husbands #ligur #hastur

“You couldn't know, my sin.” Ligur gently stroked his face. Despite his sadness, he was so good and joyful because Hastur was there. “It's not your fault, dear, I didn’t immediately understand what happened. The main thing is that we are together now.” Ligur knelt before Hastur and, again looking into his eyes, kissed his forehead and cheeks.

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

He nuzzled him close and Weezer, sobbing, trying hard not to bite his hand out of reflects, "I wa..watch..ed y..ou b ..urn up.. Your s..cream... It... Ligur by God-" He hissed at Her name and cried, "I wanted to follow you so badly... So... So badly..."

Ligur shuddered, remembering that day. For a second he introduced himself in the place of Hastur ... "everything is fine now, dear, I'm back," Ligur took his hands and stroked his palms gently. He caught Hastur’s eyes, “I’ve returned to you. I was looking for you.” He brought Hastur’s hands to his lips and kissed the bites on his fingers.

"HOOOOW ARE YOU HERE?" Hastur cried out, kneeling down on his knees, holding Ligur along the waste

#maggot husbands #ligur #hastur

“This is a long story ...” Ligur gently stroked Hastur’s hair, realizing how much he really missed him ... “I ... stayed in that room. I actually didn’t die, I just lost my body. And Crowley ... he helped me get it back. "

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

He nuzzled him close and Weezer, sobbing, trying hard not to bite his hand out of reflects, "I wa..watch..ed y..ou b ..urn up.. Your s..cream... It... Ligur by God-" He hissed at Her name and cried, "I wanted to follow you so badly... So... So badly..."

Ligur shuddered, remembering that day. For a second he introduced himself in the place of Hastur ... "everything is fine now, dear, I'm back," Ligur took his hands and stroked his palms gently. He caught Hastur’s eyes, “I’ve returned to you. I was looking for you.” He brought Hastur’s hands to his lips and kissed the bites on his fingers.

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

(I don't know how to do read mores lols to shorten these also NAAAW)

Hastur felt for the first time that same burning, first time since Ligur was killed before his eyes and whimpered, voice pitched, "LIGUR?!" He held him close and whispered, "...Please Satan, stop with these jokes and dreams... Let me stay asleep forever this time!"

((Ah?..^^))

“I wish it was just a joke”, Ligur said in Hastur’s shoulder, “all of this, the war, (no)-apocalypse, Crowley’s betrayal...”

He pulled back to look into Hastur’s eyes. "If there was a chance to change the past, I would not go with you to that apartment... We would run away somewhere... oh, devil... I missed you so much", Ligur reached out and quickly snuggled up for a few seconds lips to the lips of Hastur.

This light touch, so simple, so familiar before, has now become some kind of switch. Everything that happened to him after returning from the dead, everything that bothered him, suddenly became unimportant. The moment seemed to stretch forever... and Ligur felt tears running down his cheeks.

He wiped them off in surprise, but found that they didn't stop. "Hastur..." he said, "my sin... most of all I was afraid that you... too..."

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, I could know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me

Hastur gave a start and called the number he had and asked, "Li...gur? Is...?" He shifted into the phone and came before whom said he was Ligurs and whspered, "L...igur?"

Ligur held out his hand and gently touched Hastur's cheek. "Yes, my dear, it's me."

Inside his chest was a great feeling, by all accounts, not characteristic of demons. This feeling, so hot as an hell fire, was born when Hastur was nearby. And now he was there. Ligur felt that he couldn't speak from how his throat clenched in a spasm. “I'm so ... glad to see you ...” Ligur stepped to Hastur and gently hugged him, pressing his cheek to his shoulder.

hi ... Hastur, is that you? These multiverses are a little difficult to understand... But if it's really you, I'm glad I found you. I would like to chat with you.. I miss you so much, dear -Ligur ((RP is what I need now to raise the mood, I'm open for any stories, including 18+ :p))

Hastur hated jokes, just as much as he hated these PHONES...

He looked at it, the message and gnashed his teeth, feeling a burn deep inside of pain as he typed out, 'Ligur, ey? Tell me someth'n only HE'D know? These jokes are shit, if this is Crowley I'll find you and make your death worse then HOLY WATER!!!'

(up to anything to, I'm 27 and roll with whatever however my understanding of these two is 1 show watching and gifs so they may not be in the best of characters, I apologize highly)

I understand why you don’t believe that it was me ... but if I were Crowley, could I know how one day at the turn of the 13th and 14th centuries we met with a priest... and about your scar on a hand from for holy water? You were afraid to die, and I treated you and kissed your hands... my sin, it's really me