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[hazbiiins-a]

RELOCATING - SUPER PRIVATE ACCOUNT. DM ME OR LIKE THIS IF YOU WANT THE URL. STILL GONNA COME CHECK THIS ACCOUNT ON OCCASION !

[hazbiiins-a]

like this for new url ( private ). or just pop into my messages. whatever works honestly.

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ALRIGHT OTHER THAN BEING SHADOWBANNED , PRIVATE BLOG IS READY ! I FORGOT THAT PEOPLE ARE SHY , I APOLOGIZE ! WE'LL CHANGE IT UP. IF YOU WANTS THE GOODS HIT THE ❤️ & I'LL HOP INTO YOUR MESSAGES !

[hazbiiins-a]

I HAVE BEEN FREED FROM THE SHADOWBAN ! SO , WON'T BE HERE MUCH LONGER , BUT I'LL REBLOG THIS A FEW MORE TIMES BEFORE I OFFICIALLY DISAPPEAR. IF YOU WANTS THE GOODS HIT THE ❤️

[hazbiiins-a]

ALRIGHT OTHER THAN BEING SHADOWBANNED , PRIVATE BLOG IS READY ! I FORGOT THAT PEOPLE ARE SHY , I APOLOGIZE ! WE'LL CHANGE IT UP. IF YOU WANTS THE GOODS HIT THE ❤️ & I'LL HOP INTO YOUR MESSAGES !

[hazbiiins-a]

ALRIGHT OTHER THAN BEING SHADOWBANNED , PRIVATE BLOG IS READY ! I FORGOT THAT PEOPLE ARE SHY , I APOLOGIZE ! WE'LL CHANGE IT UP. IF YOU WANTS THE GOODS HIT THE ❤️ & I'LL HOP INTO YOUR MESSAGES !

[hazbiiins-a]

RELOCATING - SUPER PRIVATE ACCOUNT. DM ME IF YOU WANT THE URL.

[hazbiiins-a]

RELOCATING - SUPER PRIVATE ACCOUNT. DM ME IF YOU WANT THE URL.

[hazbiiins-a]

RELOCATING - SUPER PRIVATE ACCOUNT. DM ME IF YOU WANT THE URL.

[hazbiiins-a]

      OKIE DOKIE ! so , i have a shit ton of drafts ( 40ish ) some of which are in the queue. having said that -- everything on the dash is giving me MAJOR anxiety. so. i'll be making a new blog. super secret & private. dm me if you want the name of it or don't. people who want to still write , i'll be moving the threads there. others -- sorry ? like i dunno what to tell you. tonight has been too much & for my own mental health i gotta make sure it doesn't happen again. i wish all of you the best of the best !!!

[hazbiiins-a]

it has been done. dm me if you want the goods !

[hazbiiins-a]

      OKIE DOKIE ! so , i have a shit ton of drafts ( 40ish ) some of which are in the queue. having said that -- everything on the dash is giving me MAJOR anxiety. so. i'll be making a new blog. super secret & private. dm me if you want the name of it or don't. people who want to still write , i'll be moving the threads there. others -- sorry ? like i dunno what to tell you. tonight has been too much & for my own mental health i gotta make sure it doesn't happen again. i wish all of you the best of the best !!!

[hazbiiins-a]

it has been done. dm me if you want the goods !

[hclluvahctel-aa]

EMILY'S CELEBRATIONS CAME TO AN ABRUPT STOP at her mentor's booming voice, lips curling into a confused frown as shew slowly lowered herself back to the ground. She clearly didn't understand why Sera herself wasn't celebrating this massive success, and she watched as the elder angel recollect herself.

Her expression remained a frown, and she slowly walked over when Sera held out her hands to her. "But... Surely this is a GOOD thing, Sera? That demons can change their ways?" She asks, voice still hopeful. "If Sir Pentious is here it means he BELONGS here!" The younger exclaims, still bouncing a little in place.

Then she gasps as Charlie was mentioned. "Oh! She'll be so happy! We should invite her here, so she can see what she's achieved!"

[hazbiiins-a]

      THE    ANGUISH    IT    TAKES    TO    DO    WHAT    WAS    REQUIRED    !

      A    GOOD    THING    .    .    .    oh how naïve the young seraphim truly is.    if the gates could simply open to anyone    –    especially demons    –    then the land of the heavenly would turn to    ,    well    ,    earth.    the dreadful beings would simply bring chaos & destruction in their wake    ;    leaving the high angels to clean up after whatever mess would become of the holy place.    & what then    ?    simply have three hells    ?    the very thought is preposterous.    only a child could think that this would end with happiness.

      the angelic leader lowers herself to sit on the ground    ,    allowing her height to match that of the little one.    hands hold the other’s own with a kind    ,    weary smile.    so much excitement for something so dangerous.    wings tuck calmly behind her    ,    taking a deep breath to demonstrate to her fellow seraphim that she needs to relax.    the last thing she wants to do is extinguish the flames of enthusiasm    ,    & yet    .    .    .

      ❛    this    –    demon is a very rare exception    ,    emily.    i know you want them all here    –    more than anyone    ,    i understand.    but there are bad people in hell.    cruel & vile.    we have to be careful.    for heaven’s sake    ,    understand    ?    ❜    soft touch brushes hair from the smaller’s features.    ❛    i know you’re excited to tell charlie    ,    but it has to wait.    for everyone’s safety.    ❜

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      continued from here // origidick

      THE    ANGUISH    IT    TAKES    TO    DO    WHAT    WAS    REQUIRED    !

      EVERYTHING    IN    EDEN    IS    SO    VIVID    &    SOFT    ;    a stark difference to heaven    ,    where rigidity is demanded & rules are meant to be followed.    there is no argument in heaven    –    no free will    –    the angelic beings do as they are told & return to work.    & leadership held a heavy crown.    but this    ?    the magnificence of life itself    ?    a true blessing    –    creation was a miracle to those around the garden & true bliss held within the ignorance of man.

      they are like    –    dolls.    perfectly curated to function on their own    –    yet could easily destroy that which is precious to them with the right    (    or rather wrong    )    knowledge.    understanding came with a heavy burden & not even the angels held it.    the father    –    the one that knew & created all.

      wings flap against the gentle breeze    ,    body lowering to stand beside adam as wings tuck away behind her.    they seem to disappear with a little magic    ,    leaving the seraphim to display the same familiar look    –    the father it helps to keep the humans calm.    hands carefully cup together    ,    the bee momentarily imprisoned within her grasp    –    but when hands open again    ,    the creature is calm for adam to watch contently.

      ❛    honest    ,    my dear adam    ,    is truthful    –    you are making a promise to always tell me everything.    ❜    the heavenly being lets the bee resume to bumbling around    ,    fingers instead melodically brushing through dark locks    ;    moving down to cup the man’s jaw as thumb brushes lovingly over his cheek.    ❛    it means you will never betray us.    ❜

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      continued from here // gamblost

      THE    ANGUISH    IT    TAKES    TO    DO    WHAT    WAS    REQUIRED    !

      THESE    .    .    .    CREATURES ARE    ALL    THE    MORE    REPULSIVE    IN    PERSON    ;    how easy it would be to simply snap her fingers & make them all disappear from the plane of existence.    not that they were alive    ,    per say.    just a thorn in well groomed side.    & to think that sinners could actually be forgiven in the eyes of the beholder.    foolish nonsense    ,    if anyone asked her.    they are vile    ,    disgusting insects only fit to remain chained for eternity.

      but    ,    alas    ,    this visit is not one she approved of    ;    but rather    ,    another of emily & lucifer’s daughter’s attempts at making their plan work.    a hotel for the wicked to be redeemed    –    as if a second chance were warranted after what they’d done.    since when was rebellion celebrated    ?    was lucifer so forgiving that he was just content with all these demons running around & causing problems    ?    perhaps the fallen angel had forgotten why he’d been cast out in the first place.

      hues observe the bottle as it’s taken    ,    focus wandering over the hotel’s interior.    as fun as this game had become    –    the next extermination would wipe them out.    they’d be better prepared now that they’d lost their troops.    ❛    accomplishing what those sinners threaten would be quite the effortless task.    ❜    the seraphim mused softly with a smile    –    though soft    ,    still held a fair amount of danger.

      ❛    but i’m not here to fight.    a simple warning.    what i would enjoy    –    is a tour    ,    if i may make the request.    charlie spoke highly of you    ,    after all.    ❜

[hclluvahctel-aa]

GETTING USED TO LIVING SOMEWHERE with other people was surprisingly challenging for the king- so used to being isolated for weeks, sometimes months, at a time unless he was needed. The hotel was usually bustling with life, not necessarily thanks to large numbers of demons but Charlie had enough energy to keep the whole building energised.

It was still early in the morning, and it seemed everyone was still asleep leaving him alone in the lobby. Keekee was curled around his shoulders, snoozing. Hearing something by his feet, he peered down and brows raised as he caught sight of Fat Nuggets. "Well hello there."

[hazbiiins-a]

      ❛   HERE   PIGGY   ,   PIGGY   ,   PIGGY   . . .   ❜

      ADMITTEDLY    –    THE    MINIATURE    DEMON    IS    LOST    ;    somewhere between the long corridors & many    ,    many doors he’d passed    –    he’s gotten himself all turned around    !    not exactly the best adventurer    (    nor navigator    ,    clearly.    )    the little pig finds a large room & decides it best to remain there.    eventually    ,    anthony will surely come home & pick him up    !    & so his adventuring would come to a    –    tragically short end.

      but oh    ,    wait    !    there’s a stranger in this room    !    (    really    ,    strangers lurk in plenty of the rooms    ,    but what does he know    ?    )    little hooves quickly make their way to the leader    ,    a content snort given in greeting with the happiest of smiles    !    sitting down    ,    the little demon peers back up at the lord    ,    hooves tapping excitedly against the ground before moving to touch the other’s shoe with his muzzle.

[hazbiiins-a]

      angelindust    whispers :    "I'm glad that you're here." (For Fat Nuggets)

      ❛   HERE   PIGGY   ,   PIGGY   ,   PIGGY   . . .   ❜

      THERE’S    CERTAIN    NIGHTS    WHERE    THE    LITTLE    PIG    CAN    SENSE    IT    ;    the pain that practically radiates off the other.    the little creature can tell how he tries to hide it from him    ,    & a couple of the other guests.    most of them really.    the pink creature has been there through the rough & disturbing times    ;    a body to cry against when the work is too much.    honestly    ,    the little guy couldn’t explain what anthony actually does when he’s not in the same room as him    –    but he knows his presence makes him happy    !

      a little snort is given in reply when the demon speaks    ,    curled tail wagging with the utmost excitement    !    just having anthony home is great    !    but he hears it again    –    the soft crack in his voice    ,    the way his pets hold a little more weight to them.    body moves up on the bed    ,    cuddling up closer to the spider’s fluff as soft    ,    rosy snout touches the other’s cheek with a happy sound.    words he can’t quite express    ,    though the message is clear as day.

      i’m glad you’re here too    !

[angelizms-deactivated20240715]

While to some, Emily would be considered to be quite old - she was still considered quite young for an angel. Someone who was still filled with so much happiness and naivety; she was the angel of joy after all. Rarely putting herself in situations that would have her learn to not trust the first person that smiled at her. Now, she unintentionally put herself in a situation with one of the most feared overlords in all of Hell. If only her heart had warned her sooner enough to run away and not to remain standing there with a grin on her face and pay him a compliment. Oh, Emily, you are so naive.

Her smile would only become bigger as her ears heard the familiar language slip out of the moth demon's mouth. Spanish. "Oh, you speak Spanish? Siempre es agradable escuchar a alguien hablar un idioma hermoso, señor." She would speak in the language, giggling softly as her wings did a quick flutter. But her smile would quickly vanish as she felt his strong grip around her arm, causing her to quickly close her eyes as she felt his claws pressing firmly against her delicate skin. That kinda hurts.

Yet she would force her eyes open and that innocent smile resumed back on her lips, she didn't know why but she could feel her angelic heart warning her to not react. Stay on his good side. "My name is Emily, what is your name?" Sadly, her eyes would then shift over to the hearts on his fur, gasping softly in admiration. "Oh, I love those hearts - they're so cute!" She squealed with a giggle.

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[hazbiiins-a]

      I    HAVE    KILLED    BITCHES    FOR    LESS    THAN    THIS    ATTITUDE    YOU'RE    GIVING    ME    !

      WHAT    A    PLEASANT    LITTLE    SURPRISE    ;    thin eyebrows lifting with mild curiosity at the way the latin language slips off her lips with ease.    it shouldn’t be all that shocking    ,    angels were known to be wise    ,    or old    ,    or some shit.    valentino never really cared much for the creature    ,    even before he was damned to hell    –    before he was turned into one of the most important sinners out there    –    the talk of bibles & their inhabitants never interested him.    they seemed a little too pompous for his own liking.    thinking they were hot shit just because they were good    .    .    .    truly the epitome of disgusting.

      ❛    hablas muy bien    .    .    .    ❜    the moth coos    (    para una perra    )    the thought is kept silent for the moment.    lips part as tongue goes to take a taste    ,    only to pause when she speaks again.    that little squeal adding to his    .    .    .    newfound annoyance.    it isn’t often that people react so    –    happily to him.    & her voice was a little too high for his own liking.

      hues are quick to shift down to the hearts on his fur    ;    admiring his own clothing for the moment as grip loosens on her poor arm.    they are cute    ,    aren’t they    ?    how could anyone resist him    ?    ❛    hm    .    .    .    i like you emilia.    ❜    the creature muses with a squeak of his own.    ❛    valentino.    ❜    (    presenting with a bow for his prey    )    ❛    charmed    ,    i’m sure.    ❜

      rather than straightening back up    ,    the demon’s head cracks up to look the angel in the eyes.    ❛    tell me    ,    princesita    ,    are you lost    ?    ❜

[hazbiiins-a]

      also gonna just go ahead & post the stuff that i had queued 'cause those people deserve those replies that i wrote. gonna be iconless , i apologize.