holy water cannot save you now

what do you expect from a demon? I let my inner self out to play--and it's fun. Abraxas (Andrew) | Demon | 300+ { part of hellorhighwater }

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[pirateherokillian]

#his face #is the visual equivalent  #of ’switching to water’ my ass 

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ofcuredmonster‌:

IT WAS NO SURPRISE THAT SOMEONE WENT AGAINST THE COUNCIL’S DESIRES. As a matter of fact, it only surprised Jace that the demon in front of him seemed to be the only one that showed up like that. Perhaps, it was the smarter move to obey tonight, but did it really matter? So many beings in here could overpower the mundanes with ease, after all.

« I see. » The male mused before he laughed at the next remark. « Oh, it bothers me. I prefer pitch black, but what can I say? I enjoy the blasphemy. » He ruled hell for a thousand years. He was far from pure, even if Lilith somehow managed to restore his grace. « Any middle finger to God is a welcome opportunity. »

He gave the demon a hum, but ended up shrugging his shoulders. « I think it depends. Not everyone will be eager to make a mess. » And those who were would not be stopped by white clothes.

Well at least someone understood him. In part, at the very least, and Abraxas nodded along, twisting his glass in his hand. “My color of choice as well. I did ponder the idea of forgoing white entirely and showing up that way, but figured it’d be best to look like I made somewhat of an effort...” Then again, Abraxas knew he’d pushed things. That had been the point. Just to see what, if anything, would happened. 

He was betting it wouldn’t. 

“Oh I know. And I’m sure the right mess will make these white clothes sing with color... All it takes is the right time and the right little push, and you never know--chaos could come raining down any second now.” 

Which, in truth, Abraxas was looking greatly forward to. 

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teresaflcres‌:

teresa would be the first to admit that she quite enjoyed how the man decided to deviate from the theme of the party. if anything, he was making this whole affair far more entertaining to see what one would do to see the man’s black shirt and bold red tie. For herself, she just couldn’t help but want to compliment the man. Perhaps she had been looking for far too long since it seemed that he had caught on and looked over at her. Out of pure embarrassment, Teresa looked away to face one of her acquaintances from her online class she had met a couple of times. It seemed that they were thinking the same thing that she was, but didn’t dare to do anything about it. 

The girl wouldn’t allow this slight set back to take over her opportunity to talk to the man who dared test the party limits. So she mustered up the courage and walked over to him, excusing herself whenever she needed to. “Sorry about earlier.” She started off, offering him a smile. “But let me just say, I love your outfit. Gotta love someone who defies the system, you know?” She stated, hoping he understood why she was staring. Who wouldn’t in this case? 

Abraxas was indeed curious why the woman was staring, though when she’d looked away so suddenly after he’d caught her gaze, he’d known she had been. No hiding it now. It kept the demon looking her way, staring at her this time, wondering if the opportunity was right to just... go over and strike up a conversation, because he definitely couldn’t recall the woman. Of course, that didn’t mean anything to Abraxas. He didn’t exactly keep track of everyone-- 

Sorry about earlier. He smiled himself at her apology, lifting his glass to his lips to take a swig of the beverage within. The smile slowly took on more characteristics of a smirk, though, as she continued. Abraxas lowered the glass. “Well I’ve never been the greatest follower of rules like this,” he confirmed. “And there is white, so I did listen... partly.” His jacket, at least was. And it was bold and blindingly so in color enough for the demon’s taste. He detested the white color, truth be told. 

“Besides, what exactly are they going to do? Throw me out? I’ll be ever so heartbroken.” 

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ofviolentdelight‌:

LILITH GAVE HIM A LONG, AMUSED LOOK WHEN HE WHISPERED HIS QUESTION. ❝ I know we do not know each other that well, but… ❞ She leaned closer, her lips spreading into a wide smile before she whispered back to him. ❝ I will always choose red over white — and this ball is totally lacking it. ❞ Her emerald eyes were gleaming, but her expression changed within the second, going back to full blown innocence. ❝ Then again… I could use a little help with that. Could I interest you in becoming tonight’s little helper? ❞

Abraxas couldn’t help but grin further at that. Choosing red over white was a specialty of his, and had been for hundreds of years. Eyes tempted to show his true self, but he refrained; there was no need with her, and the gleam that he held within their deep blue depths was enough to say just how he felt about her suggestion. “Indeed. Whatever you need to bring a little more life to this party, you need only ask.” 

[pirateherokillian]

[pirateherokillian]

And now you’ve come for your revenge. The thought had crossed my mind.

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ofviolentdelight‌:

THE DEMON GAVE HIM A ONCE OVER WHILE HER LIPS CURLED INTO A SMIRK. ❝ What a shame. You would have looked stunning, all in white. ❞ She purred teasingly before she turned to snatch another glass of champagne from a passing waiter. ❝ Let them go for that, if they wish. A little bit of white is not going to erase the memories. Besides… I always believed that blood looked rather fascinating on white clothing. Don’t you agree? ❞

“I’ll remember that for next time.” Of course, Abraxas had no intention of donning white unless called for, but hey, he could say whatever he wanted. She intrigued him, and always had. What he had heard of her, after all, always did... “Oh of course it doesn’t. Nothing can. That’s the beauty of chaos, of destruction. It sticks forever in their minds and doesn’t go away so easily, no matter how many little parties these people want to throw. But indeed, blood on white will look great; it makes the clothing absolutely splash with color.” A grin curled Abraxas’ lips, his expression intrigued further. “Tell me, is that the plan for the evening?” he whispered. “I’ll be very bored if nothing happens at all.” 

[leiandcharles]

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ofcuredmonster‌:

TRUTH BE TOLD, JACE WOULD HAVE BEEN HAPPY TO AVOID THE BALL LIKE THE PLAGUE — it was hard to imagine that nothing would happen and even if the council managed to keep things calm, he preferred to be at home with his wife. His wife, however, was the exact reason why he came here and he would be damned if he managed to ruin her night with his disinterest in this lame attempt to soothe High Water’s residents. Not to mention that it was smart to attend ; it allowed him to keep an eye on things, after all.

Being close to Lilith was the last thing that he wanted after everything that she put him through, but it was yet another thing that he would be smart about. He would not allow her to see any of the damage she had done and he definitely would not make it obvious just how much it bothered him that he was not ruling hell anymore. Soon enough, it would not matter anymore, anyway.

His eyes scanned the room and he laughed to himself when he spotted the demon, not far from him. The angel approached him, shaking his head in disbelief. « Not that I blame you, but you just had to break the rules, huh? Let’s hope that is not enough to attract the council’s attention. » Wearing black and red when they asked for white was quite the bold move, after all.

Having caught sight of the one watching him, the demon moved closer, chuckling at the other’s words. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride well up slightly. That had been partly the whole point of doing so--to make waves, to see what would happen, to break the rules for the pure sake of breaking them. Because being ever obedient wasn’t something Abraxas did. 

He was chaotic for chaos’ sake, after all. 

Abraxas grinned. “Breaking the rules is what I do,” he said, shrugging shoulders as he took another swig from his drink. “Besides, there’s white here.” And the demon pointed to his pure white jacket and the rest of the suit. “Can you really tell me all this purity isn’t bothering you at least on some level? It’s so... bright.” Blindingly so, Abraxas thought, thinking this almost had to resemble the other side of the cosmic coin. Ugh, it’s so... clean. 

“And really, it’s an ill-choice. To serve any kind of food or drink and expect people to don their best and brightest attire, why... they’re all bound to make a mess, don’t you think?” 

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ofviolentdelight‌:

WERE THEY FOR REAL? It was strange enough to throw a ball to distract from murders, but the way it was done made her crave havoc and destruction. Lilith practically skipped up to the next person, not caring who she ended up talking to — her whole attendance was about a facade and she needed to distract herself before she gave her demons the wrong orders ( or took matters into her own hands ). ❝ Please tell me I am not the only one who finds this whole white thing completely and utterly pretentious? ❞ Feigning innocence, hm? Like a single soul in this town was remotely close to innocent…

“You’re talking to the person who chose to go in as little white as he could get away with,” the demon commented, Abraxas grinning as he brought his drink to his lips, taking a swig. Sure, some of his attire might be white, but several other pieces had a darker shade, and he felt far more at home in that. “They’re going for pure. For innocent. To erase the sins of this town, surely.” He grinned wider. “Can’t cover up what everyone already knows, I’m afraid...” 

[timeless-love-story]

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Burbank Once Upon a Time Convention on November 10, 2018 (x)

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A party, a gathering, could always be a good time to have fun, Abraxas felt, as he strolled inside and grabbed a drink from a passing server, grinning and looking around to take in the place. The decor, the people milling about-- There was quite a bit, and so much white, it almost made the demon’s head hurt. It was one reason why he’d taken to the black shirt and splash of color in the blood-red tie he donned himself, but no one had said he couldn’t, and Abraxas was no one if not someone who pushed things--at times. Just to see what happened... 

He knew many from business dealings, in one way or another, while others present the demon knew from observations. From whispers that had filtered through to him, but oh, he was intrigued what sort of chaotic end this little affair could result in. Surely it wouldn’t go down seamlessly, as that would be so boring. 

Abraxas made his way further in, past the door way and through the crowd, stopping to chat with a few or exchanging minor chatter or (fake) pleasantries with someone, until he felt someone’s eyes upon him, felt himself being watched... 

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Abraxas donned the white jacket, but couldn’t help but stick with a little bit of black; it was his go-to choice of attire in the every-day, and his favorite option to blend into his surroundings. Even so, the demon couldn’t deny the splash of color the blood red tie provided... 

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prettyneplm‌:

“But how do I know I’m stronger than you? No normal person spends time in an alley without some intention.”

Abraxas only shrugged. “Who said it’s me you have to be stronger than?” he fired back, amused by her argument. “And you really are prejudiced against these alleys. Poor things didn’t do anything to you...” Yet, the demon thought, wondering what he could do to imprint the scenery firmly on the other’s mind. 

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