Fly, O Angelic Host!

Ind. Pri. Sel. 18+ Hazbin Hotel Angel OC

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     “I swear, I’ll get taller--!”

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     ♫ “Like a sign, like a dream, you’re my Amaranthine!       You are all I needed, believe me~.

      Like we drift, in a stream, your beauty serene!       There’s nothing else in life I’ll ever need,

      my dream, Amaranthine~!” ♫

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     Peeks.

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     “Please, there’s no reason for a fight--”

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hellionsanddieties​:

“You are just too precious, Soph.” Araqiel laughed and shook his head fondly. “You’re definitely travel-sized and I can prove it by just slinging you over my shoulder!”

     “I-I’m wearing a skirt please don’t!” Oh gosh.

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hellionsanddieties​:

Ara’s gaze softened at her giggle, and a soft smile came onto his face. “Well if it means anything, I like you how you are. You’re cute and tiny, and easy to carry.” He chuckled softly.

     “I am fire and death and fear! I am ferocious!” If nothing else she could bite someone’s ankles. A kitten surrounded by goddamn lions at any given point, sigh. 

     Soph peered up at him,

     “Travel sized, I guess.”

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hellionsanddieties​:

“You are just too cute, you’re not going to grow anymore, Soph.” He chuckled, ruffling her hair gently.

     “I’ll grow! Some day ... “ she wouldn’t, and she knew it, but damnit she could still hope! Soph oofed at the hair ruffling, giggling lightly.

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hellionsanddieties​:

Visibly relaxing, Araqiel cuddled his sister a little. “Well, welcome back, there’s been a lot going on since you left.” He murmured, smiling warmly at her. “Did you shrink? You seem shorter.” He teased.

     “Don’t be mean just because you’re a giant. I’m not as old as you, I haven’t gotten my growth spurt yet!” That’s a lie, she was fully grown and she’d not grow another inch. Bless.

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hellionsanddieties​:

“Oh my gods, are you okay?” Araqiel ran his hand down his face, of course Father would do something like that….jerk. “You’re not hurt or anything are you?” 

     “Wh-what? No of course not, I’m perfectly fine! A little worn out, if I’m honest, but I’m not hurt.” She gently patted his bicep, “I promise, I’m okay.”

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hellionsanddieties​:

“SOPH!” Ara immediately hugs her, looking utterly ecstatic to see her again. “Where’ve you been?!”

     SPOOK™. She hugged him back as best she could, patting his sides,

     “A-Araqiel I’ve been home. I .. had to go back. ‘Reprogramming’ I was told, but it was really just to make sure I’d not went the way of Michael..”

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     “That .. was a long Sabbatical back home... “

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angelusdaemonum​:

“You’re taking my princess too?!” 

“What am I supposed to do? I’m gonna be lost!” 

     A snort and a laugh,

     “I’m sure Michael and Araqiel can take care of you~. You’ll be fine.” She leaned up to kiss his cheek, then his lower lip before moving to collect Naomi and head off.

     “We love you~!”

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angelusdaemonum​:

“But Michael is mean to me!” 

“I’ve never given him a hard time about his relationships or anything and he’s still mean.” 

     “I think he’ll be less mean this time around. Remember, he’s in a relationship now too~.” As she leaned up to kiss his nose, “I’m taking Naomi with me too, just so you’re aware.” oh she was taking both his girls away.

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angelusdaemonum​:

“But I’m gonna miss you!” 

     “You have Michael and Lucifer to hang out with.” As her arms wrapped around his middle, looking up at him with her chin on his chest.

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angelusdaemonum​:

“My wife has informed me that I’m not one of the girls, so I can’t spend the afternoon with her.” 

He sighed dramatically. “She asked what I was gonna do while she was gone. I said ‘wish I was a girl’.”

     “You’ll be fiiine~.” Sophie told him, laughing softly at her pouting husband.

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     Updating the blog ‘cause apparently I didn’t even have Rules or an About up for Sophie. Ree.

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“I believe that–you clearly weren’t prepared,” He replies, letting her use his arm for support while he sidestepped to get a better look at her wing.

He reached out slowly to grab the wrist joint of it carefully, lifting it to hopefully alleviate the weight of it making her wince, “I can’t say I’m particularly sympathetic towards you for it, but I’d be a fool to not take this opportunity to help an angel–deals and favors are a big deal enough as it is,” the demon chuckles, his shadow manifesting behind her to hold the wing up for him.

“I can only imagine how useful it would be to have one of you doves indebted to me!”

“Not entirely certain I’d ever need to use it, but that is besides the point, now isn’t it!” He exclaimed in delight, “So, would you like to strike a deal, mon ange?”

     He reached for her wing and before she could recoil he’d already had hold of it and lifted it. The feeling of it not pulling on her was certainly welcome, but her wings were sensitive and the pain was still throbbing violently in the area of the clear break. Deal Makers were notorious here in Hell, and word of their particular sort of power was whispered in the Silver City like urban legends.

     So when he initially mentioned a favor, she had been damn near about to run away as best she could and risk being devoured. But self-preservation instinct won out against the inherent angelic morality, and Sopheriel looked up at him, body still trembling a bit from a mixture of adrenaline, fear, and pain,

     “ .. What s-sort of deal?” If only her voice would stop shaking!