LILY

RP TICKLING BLOG FOR LILLITH MORNINGSTAR FROM HAZBIN HOTEL!! 16+!! Mun is an adult!!

[melodicruler]

SUNG NOTES <3

HELLO!! I AM NIX/PERI! I am 20 years old, who has they/them pronouns!!! :D This is a silly goofy tickle rp blog for the character LILLITH from Hazbin Hotel!!

MY WRITERS IS @ nixdolly !!! <3

CHARLIE ACC @ beamingroyal !!!!

VOX ACC @ cackledtelevision !!!!!!

This account will not be writing any assortment of lewd contents, nor anything that is within character as truly non-consenting. I aim to keep things light and silly!!!!!

Please have it be known that I am rather selective with my writing partners, I get easily overwhelmed otherwise, plus I disappear/lose interest easily due to my ADHD. You are free to send replies, just be warned!! I will block you if you are Under 16, and will be mostly avoiding OC's!

NOW!! LILLITH HCS BELOW!!!

LER LEANING!!! Always finding excuses to at least gently skitter her claws, she has an adorable husband and daughter!! Why would she not!!!

But definitely has lee moods, just less vocal about them. She's an independent individual, and the idea of needing someone else to tickle her for her mood to dissipate flusters the shit out of her.

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LER NOTES:

Lillith's voice is light, soft, the type to be REALLY GOOD teasing and to give the lee goosebumps.

She can say tickle while in a Ler mood!!

She's the teasiest motherfucker in Hell, never stops cooing or smiling at her Lee either.

Lillith has a preference toward free will, and prefers to keep her lees unbound and unrestrained. She prefers to make the lees have to keep themselves in check; this has the side effect of making her lees more flustered, since it shows that they Want to be tickled.

Though if the lee asks, Lillith will dutifully restrain her lees with her music. Her magic comes through her music, and if she sings something softly, the magic itself can soothe the lee's body into forcing specific limbs to become physically incapable of movement. It can be broken through a severe feeling of discomfort, or a given break the spell word, or Lillith's decision.

Her nails can grow longer depending on demon form!!

CHEER UP TICKLES!!!

7'5 height!! Doesn't run but Will chase slowly.

VERY fond of nibbles!!

Often does tickling in cuddles!! Keeps the lee close while wrecking!! You may be giggling your head off, but this is cuddle time!! Stay still!

Wrecking the lee entirely is not something she does quickly; she typically draws it out, enjoys the communicative flustering aspect of wrecking more than the actual wrecking aspects.

Lillith does NOT have wings, however, she has many of Luci's feathers, typically always keeping some on her person.

She has a tail!! It's not very fluffy other than the spade at the end of it, but she definitely uses it!!!

can tickle people with her hair!!

MORE WILL BE ADDED SOON WOOOO

LEE NOTES:

Lillith does NOT like being restrained through means of physical binding on her arms, she views that it restricts her independence. She gets increasingly anxious over time. She either usually restrains herself with her magic, prefers physically pinning, or has a genuine trust with the ler to tolerate the binding, but with a promise to break it at any time when she gets too nervous.

Despite this, she doesn't mind her feet being restrained.

Feather sensitive . Her decision to be married to an angel constantly dooms her .

MUCH prefers soft tickles over harsher ones!!!

SHE'S A CACKLER!! AND VERY SNORTY!! Her laugh is cute but very unlike her regal persona, she hates her laugh!!

Blushes a neat pink, easily flustered by teasing that she likes the tickling, especially cause her wreckings are always on her terms.

Asking for tickles is Difficult for her but she fUCKIN DOES IT !!!!

Cannot say tickle in a lee mood!!!

LOVES cheer up tickles!!!

She's increasingly squirmy, but tries her fuckin best Not to be, flustering as FUCK to point that out.

Prefers being tickled in lower spots so she doesn't have to have her arms restrained.

MORE WILL BE ADDED SOON WOOO

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TICKLE SPOTS LIST

HORNS - 11/10 -- Whether they are small, little protruding horns, or massive fuckin things that weigh more than her entire body weight, when she has them summoned, they are VERY ticklish! Very hard for her to sit still for any touch here, but goddamn it, she'll try.

FEET - 10/10 -- Doesn't mind being restrained on her ankles for this! There isn't a single part of the foot that isn't sensitive as shit. One of her favorite spots!!!

HIPS - 9/10 -- SQUEEZE!!! Snorty mcsnorter over here, easily loses balance like a newborn deer. She actually really likes this area!!

THIGHS/KNEES/CALFS - 9/10 -- FAVORITE SPOTS!! Farther away from her hands so she has less ability to get in the way of the attacks!! She has swirling tendril patterns on her legs that are very feather sensitive!!

BELLY/NAVAL - 9/10 -- Squirmy here, very hard for her to not cover this area up, easily flustered by nibbles and raspberries!! She likes tickles here!! Just very shy about it.

EARS - 8/10 - ELF TIPPED EARS!! SENSITIVE TO SOFT TOUCHES, annoying as shit for her to stay still, but the fact that the small touch gives her such a big reaction makes her feel so flustered.

BACK - 8/10 - Melt spot!! She loves it!!

UNDERARMS/RIBS/SIDES - 7/10 - Doesn't like these spots much because it will make her need to be restrained, but ticklish nontheless!!

SHOULDERS - 7/10 - Always have been sensitive, leftover from her discomfort about wearing clothing. Soft things here make her look so giggly as she scrunches!

NECK - 7/10 - Same vibe as the shoulders!!!

TAIL -- 6/10 - Maybe a giggle or two!!

more will be added probably idk!!

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@melodicruler nix has made another creature to torment lu :3! This one is his wife!! :O <3

HELL FIRST DAYS ERA, the specific era of time in which Heaven cast Lucifer and Lilith down to Hell. To which they both had very different but understandable reactions to it. Yet they had each other in the end, and that's what mattered most!!

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Building your home when random fireballs attempted to destroy your progress every couple of hours wasn't fun, but damn it, she was trying. Her music could apparently work as a shield against them, but only in the moment if she was actively guarding the slowly built structure.

She had yet to make some sort of permanent force field that would linger even after she had left the area, but she would learn; they had no other choice.

She closed her mouth as she watched the last of them dissipate into lands that neither of them had attempted to travel to. Humanity was not yet old enough, or... evil enough to die, so Lillith didn't need to worry about the projectiles hitting anyone.

Yet she watched as they hit the ground anyway, adding to the continued fire that surrounded the landscape.

Their Kingdom, and yet...

She glanced back at the house in worry, knowing that inside, was her... he was her Something, they were in love. They didn't have time to speak anything official, with being cast out and all, but she loved him.

And she was worried about him.

With a quick huff of air, she took steps toward their home, calming herself so that her horns dissipated and didn't hit the door frame.

She stepped in, frowning at the fact that the house was still quiet. She took steps toward the bedroom, where the door was still ajar from where she had left it.

She stood at the doorway, crinkled eyes at the technical King of Hell.

"...Luci, Honey? I'm afraid that it's past nap time... Are you planning on getting up anytime soon? Your help with adding a force field against projectiles would be truly appreciated."

She would be content with being the leading leader of Hell, thrilling, actually. But... this is his Kingdom as well, he should have some say..

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife!

13 Days and 5 Hours since they had been cast out from heaven. Lucifer wished he were joking about keeping time, but he wasn't. The angel,,,,, fallen angel, had sheets of paper all over their room with tally marks and frantic writings previously stained with tears.

He had been through a whirlwind of emotions, primarily shifting between rage and misery. Who could blame him after all this? Well, other than himself, but Lucifer knew what he was fighting for was right. Everything he stated in that hall was pure and true; the pride in his soul burned to remind him of that, to reject regrets that seemed to creep into his mind.

"...Luci, Honey?"

There was another emotion. One that pushed through most, the driving factor of his willpower and rebellion.

Adoration.

Specifically for the woman who gently called out for him in the doorway. She believed in everything he stood for and was at his side despite knowing it could lead her to banishment. They were in this together, and the seraphim couldn't just dwell on "what if"s, as much as he wanted to rot away in bed.

With a sombre sigh, the newly allocated King of Hell peeled himself out of bed. He didn't bother putting his coat on, but he did slip on his shoes, knowing how bad the land outside had gotten. As he looked towards the crack in the door, his sadened expression turned into a soft smile. Eyes still looking quite tired, however, not from lack of sleep.

"Coming, my love," he says with a slight chipperness in his voice. He may not be feeling 100%, but spending time with Lilith was always a boost in his energy.

He slipped through the crack in the door, and he visibly showed a happier expression. A hand gently took Lilith's as he lifted it up to kiss the back of it.

"Let's see if this realm wants to listen to us. It might not be paradise like I hoped for us, but it's ours." he lowered her hand and looked down the hallway in the direction of the main entrance. Lucifer winced at the sound of crashing fireballs in the distance.

"Is it as bad as yesterday?"

[melodicruler]

Lilith, frankly, had much less attachment to her past. Adam was an asshole, and the angels she had met and had to Beg to not be attached to the First Man were consistently shitty as well. She believed their sacrifices were worth it, for the ability of free will, so that people could choose how to live their lives.

So that women, like her and Eve, could choose whether to stand by men like Adam. Have that... choice. If she and Luci had to be martyrs for 'Evil' to exist, goddamn it, she would choose this path every time... yet she also understood Luci's turmoil.

She didn't understand Luci's attachment to the angels, but they were his family, and the angel had chosen her over them at the end of the day. He could've thrown her under the bus; she had already been disliked by everyone. It would have been easy to claim she had.... manipulated him into the task, but... he didn't.

Emotions down here were tough, but she tried her best to be gentle with him, understanding the turmoil. She'd support him, of course, but she was surprised by the Angel's desire to assist her today. She'd thought it would be at least another day of despair, maybe she'd get to cuddle him.

... but his smile was also.. cute.

Her face was easily covered in a pink sprinkle of flush, and her own shy smile grew as she averted her eyes. Glancing at the door and huffing quietly at the sound of flames burning the grass she had just grown, with mumbling softness growing the greenery.

She's barely understood her own magic yet, but goodness, to have it be destroyed so often was heartbreaking.

"Yes." She hummed softly, taking steps toward the door, and she wrapped her arms around Lucifer's shoulder from behind him. Resting herself slightly against him, trying to ignore the textures that she was yet to get used to.

Cuddling was much more soothing, skin to skin. Unfortunately, the usefulness of coverings was much more important in Hell. Not just for feet, but also coverings on your vessel. She wore a white lace-patterned minidress(corset vibes, almost) with sleeves that went up to her forearms. The dress itself didn't even go past her thighs, yet she begrudgingly wore a silk-feeling pair of shorts underneath the skirt, along with a strapless assortment of covering for her chest, both of these items also white in color. She also wore sandals, begrudgingly.

She protested wearing any of these things at the beginning, but with Lucifer's worry, she relented. They had no clue what Hell's air was like, if it would hurt uncovered skin. They didn't know if fire could hurt them either; there were many things that they needed to figure out about how this place worked. So she had allowed Lucifer to summon her some sort of clothing.

For now, she leaned over, resting her chin against his head, trying to ignore the twitching sensation of cloth against her shoulders.

"Keeps trying to break the roof I just built!" She informed him, scrunching up her nose in frustration. "I wish I understood my powers easier, I'm sure there's some sort of protection bubble I can make..." Grumbling to herself, hesitating as she asked this next question.

"...Have you seen any of your kind make any assortment of force field before..?" She asked gently, kissing his hair. "Fine if you haven't, darling, you're a being of creation, you probably can figure it out, I'm only wondering if we can go off by example."

No instruction manual when you're the first martyrs...

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Lucifer's smile brightened as he witnessed the sparkled blush on his other half's face.

Goodness how did I get so lucky through all this hell.

As they walked, the seraphim wrapped his arm around her waist, a gesture of closeness. He chuckled softly at her grumbles, trying to make light of a rough situation before he spoke up.

"Darling, don't fret! I'm sure heaven hasn't left us to rot without giving us something to defend our home with. At least,,,,, I'd hope they'd be kind enough to give us that sanctuary,,,,,"

It was difficult to think of a place such as heaven to be cruel and unjust, however given the way they treated Lucifer's ideas for humanity, it left a sour aftertaste in his mouth.

As they reached the main entrance, he stepped forward to open the doors, laying witness to the horrors of their land. A depressed sigh left Lucifer as he turned towards Lilith, offering a hand.

"The high archangels definitely couldn't bother their backsides to have powers like that, but seraphim's could. That lady, Sera? she was teaching a younger seraphim tricks on forcefield magic a few months back. So,,,,, maybe I have it in me,,,,,?"

With that, he took a step out the door before feeling a jolt of fear bundle up inside of him and quickly stepped back inside with a gasp. It was as though he saw a flash of what's to come in this realm. His pupils shrunk as he blinked a few times before coming back to reality.

He held onto Lilith's arm, feeling ever so weak in this moment.

"I-I'm sorry, my love- I can't go out there r-right now. Maybe I can try making a forcefield from i-inside," he queries, trying to rid himself of the dark thoughts by channeling his magic in his palm.

Instead of making a small forcefield, his golden swirls took the shape of a familiar rubber duck. The object now formed in his hand truly stunned him. Seemed during that panic his mind knew what he needed as a few weak giggles left him, squeezing the duck to hear its squeaks.

"Aha,,,,, well that's not a force field, pretty cute though, right honey? Oh!"

What a great distraction! Lucifer had regained that creative spark as ideas seemed to rush to his head. He placed the duck on a nearby desk, turning to take his love's hands in his own, red eyes sparkling.

"What about that heavenly voice of yours, Lili! Could be the key to unlocking your power's potential! After all, it swayed me~" he chuckled, rolling his shoulders a bit before bouncing on his toes as his ideas went rampant.

[melodicruler]

Concern.

He was trying to be... peppy for her. He didn't need to be; she could understand if he was still scared to go outside. She could even understand if Lucifer wasn't one of the happiest people in their shared trash pit.

Her eyes lingered on the bright, yet small figurine. Luci had made her some in the garden; they were made out of some of the pretty flowers that surrounded the grass.

...She didn't manage to take them with her when she fell, and if she did, she was sure they would've burned up with the speed they fell at. Considering Luci's wings and her hair's burned edges. (Tied up in a bun right now.)

Lily's eyes crinkled with fondness as she viewed the small duck anyway. Letting out a small huff of amusement.

"Sweetheart, you need to breathe." She gently stated, closing the door to the outside world again, before re-taking Lucifer's hands. "How long do humans live again? Especially if you consider taking into account the Angel's refusal to let any of Adam's immediate family into Hell?"

Unbelievable amount of bias, if the world were right, Adam would be here, and she could kill him.

She gently led the pair of them to the nearby puddle of cushions and blankets. (It Could be considered a couch, but not really, some assortment of a nest.) They had used this cuddly and fluffy area before they had the bedroom set up, a neat place where they could cuddle and lick their metaphorical wounds.

"The point is, we don't need to be... big scary royalty, for a long while, darling. I'm... I'm sorry for trying to push you to be... ready to take it all on." She hummed softly, looking off to the side with visible guilt on her face.

She gently pulled at Lucifer's hands so that the pair of them sat down together.

"...If you're not okay, that's okay, you know?" She leaned forward, giving her beloved a small kiss on the cheek. "...Besides, my singing isn't that... good. I've barely learned how to grow foliage that doesn't even live for long! Much less an entire barrier!"

With worried eyes, she glanced out the window, her eyes catching on that ball of Heaven skywards.

...We have to prove them all wrong, and that may mean they'll have to wait for the assumed creatures of 'Evil' to come out of the woodwork, whatever that means...

She turns back to Lucifer, smiling softly. "...Next time, please be honest with me about your sanity regarding this project, okay? I... I don't want to hurt you!" She gently squeezes Lucifer's thigh to empathize her opinion, keeping eye contact.

"In this together, alright, my King?" Gentle giggle, they were technically royalty!!!

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Lucifer groaned at the mention of Adam's existence, letting her lead them towards the pile.

"Unbelievable, if anyone should be here it should be him. Humans last around,,,,, about 40 years? Their lifespan is pretty short all things considered, but I suppose they need to learn how to survive on earth."

The seraphim mumbled a "if only they took my ideas on board-" before listening in on Lilith's apology. In a instant, his expression turned soft again, eyes confused with sorrow.

"Lily, my love no no you're not pushing!" he reassured as he joined her on the cushions, curling his legs towards her to snuggle. Lucifer felt a warm blanket cover his heart as she continued, the seraphim exhaling and nodding in acknowledgment. He smiled at the kiss to his cheek, wishing to return it though she looked preoccupied with the window.

He followed her gaze, "Darling your voice is perfection, I couldn't create a sweeter song bird if I tried."

Taking this moment to kiss her shoulder he hummed with a smile, "We'll figure it out, my love. I believe in you, and in this realm, no matter how awful it feels right now, we can make it our own."

Lucifer sat up as he locked eyes with Lilith, nodding once more in agreement as he wanted to show his honesty for now and in the future. His soft expression was halted for but a moment as a surprise squeak escaped the king, his cheeks lightly glowing a golden shade.

His hands moved to hold onto the cause of his squeal, a playful smile climbing onto his lips.

"Okay, my Queen,,,,," he started slowly, his fingers moving to crawl over to Lilith's knees as they wiggled at the spot. Lucifer giggled himself at calling her his 'Queen', hoping he'd get the chance to propose and make their love official.

"Let's see if those sweet giggles of yours make magic!" Both hands skittered along the lady's knees, excited to hear more of that wonderful sound. He wasn't sure if laughter could count as magic, but it sure was another siren song to his ears.

[melodicruler]

It feels strange to not be considered 'human' anymore, but then again, she was created as a doll, and not a functional creature with memories beyond months ago. Adam, in all technicalities, would not have long left in normal circumstances, since they're both biologically in their twenties.

She hoped they would get Eve, remembering her smile... Yet she also remembered Adam's possessive nature, Lucifer's fellow angel's determination not to allow another lady to be scrap... she only hoped they weren't hurting her too badly.

Warmth, soft voices that were much more inviting than her own, endless worries about the skies above, full of people who did not care. How could she be in her own head when the present was so much sweeter!

Tilting her head at the sudden squeak, not thinking much of it, he was part bird after all. "Oh, good! One step at a tihihIHIME--?!" She let out a squeak of her own, blinking in rapid confusion as her legs involuntarily twitched at the sensation.

It felt-- nice?? Nothing like Adam's strange and rough touch had felt. She let out an involuntary soft snort, warmth fluttering into her nerves and up her heart.

"SNRRRRK--Wh-Whahahahat ihihis thihihis?!" She cackled out, watching Lucifer's hands flutter along her knees; it didn't seem... bad at all. Lucifer's face still had that adoring smile, and she wasn't in pain...

Lillith felt the need to do something with her hands and hesitantly reached out to replicate the movement Lucifer was doing. Scratching at Lucifer's knees with hesitant but frequent movements, her nails gentle along his skin.

The sensation apparently made the other laugh... and the world knew that everyone needed more of Lucifer's laugh.. so.. she gently squeezed his knee.

"F-Fuhull ohohof mihihischief!" She accused, tucking her own legs closer to herself. Were these the types of evil ideas that Heaven cast him out for??

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Lucifer absolutely beamed at the squeak, giggling with such joy in his heart as he scribbled above her knee, testing spots.

"It's tickling, my love! Do you like it? It's not too much, is it? Aw, who knew that smile of yours could look more radiant!"

The fallen angel was nothing but a compliment giver, especially when it came to his soon to be wife. With being entranced by Lilith's laughter, and that tickling seemed to be a new concept to her, he didn't expect his knee to meet the same fate. His hands froze over Lilith's thighs as he fell into a fit of giggles.

"Mihihischief? Mehehe?~" The seraphim smirked as he moved his other hand to poke at her sides, his forked tongue sticking out.

[melodicruler]

"Tihihihi--Tihihihick--eheheheheheh--?!" It wasn't that the word was explicitly hard to say at all, it was simply that she was both laughing too much, and that it was weirdly... embarrassing to say??

Some magical voodoo must be apart of this, she was sure. Her eyes widened as she watched him move from spot to spot, the tickly feeling grew.... more?? More spots of the body could be ticklish?? Soft and rougher touches being different results?? This... This is fascinating...

And he was ticklish as well...

Her face grew warmer, and she shyly ducked her head, watching as Lucifer moved spots. "Ihihihits nohohohot... bahahad, ihihin ahahany rehehegard..." She admitted, feeling quite silly and vulnerable being the testing doll.

"Buhuhut whahahat dohohoho Yohohohou thihihihihink!" She asked, before pulling closer to Lucifer, almost wrapping him in a kiss, but stopping at the last moment to gently flutter her claws against Lucifer's neck, tilting her head, is this a spot???

His eyes were gorgeous this close, she hummed in giggly delight, pressing gentle kisses against his cheeks.

"Yohohohou're sohohoho cuhuhute, Luhuhuci!" She exclaimed, swearing she could have hearts in her eyes.

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Lucifer's smile grew devilish; that was new! He wasn't entirely sure Why hearing Lilith struggle to say the word added to that "mischief", but it certainly was a boost of energy.

"Aww, dahaharling, come on, I gave it an easy nahahame! Tickle tickle tickle! Let's test these hips of yohohours, hehe~"

The king felt vindicated at her words, although not entirely guaranteed, she did seem positive about it! His giggles trailed and quickly halted as he was pulled in close, blushing from their close kiss until his head turned to the side to scrunch at his neck. Squealing at the fluttering claws.

Oh heavens that tickled so much-!

"LihihilLY-!" he whined through squealy laughter, an eye closing as his cheeks were kissed. Those red circles seemed to act as a target spot he's noticed, not that he was complaining!

The seraphim's hands moved to defend his neck as he curled into the lady. He tried to hide in her neck, peppering kisses as a weak attempt to return the ticklish sensations. Lucifer took mental notes and felt utterly mesmerised by Lilith's laughter.

"Ihihi'm nohOHOT CUHUHUTE! Lihisten tohoho yohOHOU myhyhy lohoHOVE!"

[melodicruler]

Her own heart grew immensely warm as Lucifer's delightful laugh continued to fill her ears. She hadn't heard its bubbly fullness in more than a week. His soft little chuckles were scrumptious, but they truly had yet to take any sort of cake compared to the fluffiness of Lucifer losing himself in the feeling, his mind on nothing else but this.

Lilith had finally found a way to make him happy with seemingly no apparent drawback, and it came from her darling's own creative hands.

Her own giggles, from both her own reaction to Luci's reaction, and the small kisses, were a plethora of bubbly soft giggles that, unbeknownst to both of them, created a small, thin purple bubble that slowly grew around the pair of them, barely visible, especially considering Lilith was currently focused on the giggling angel.

"Ihihihihi sehehehehee!" She cackled out, delighted eyes rather bright as she heard his giggles. "Dohohon't hihihide! I wahahanna sehehehee yohohour smihihile!" With complete gentleness, she pushed him down against the pile of blankets, shifting to lean against him.

Now kiss-less and in sight of his eyes, she playfully smirked at the King, letting out an amused hum.

"Awwww! Y-You seem wayyy more sensitive and cute! Did you make this alllll for yourself~?" She teased, claws skittering up and down the man's neck. "T-Tickle tickle tickle!" She cooed, wiggling her claws against the face cheeks.

Hm... What else could be ticklish... she squinted at her darling's form, the lower half was ticklish, the neck was ticklish... That left this one big area...

Her hands swept underneath Lucifer's vest and buttoned up, squinting as she wiggled her claws up and down Lucifer's sides and belly. She didn't even bother pinning him, the cloth slowly inched up his skin, and Lily hummed at the sight of his belly.

He has a naval as well... curious. She tapped at it, her eyes full of wonder.

"This is an adorable invention! What else did you make a spot of sensitivity? Or am I gonna have to learn through tickling you~?"

Easily gained confidence, it seems, when it becomes apparent that she can wreck the angel.

[hells-squeakiest-king]

@melodicruler nix has made another creature to torment lu :3! This one is his wife!! :O <3

HELL FIRST DAYS ERA, the specific era of time in which Heaven cast Lucifer and Lilith down to Hell. To which they both had very different but understandable reactions to it. Yet they had each other in the end, and that's what mattered most!!

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Building your home when random fireballs attempted to destroy your progress every couple of hours wasn't fun, but damn it, she was trying. Her music could apparently work as a shield against them, but only in the moment if she was actively guarding the slowly built structure.

She had yet to make some sort of permanent force field that would linger even after she had left the area, but she would learn; they had no other choice.

She closed her mouth as she watched the last of them dissipate into lands that neither of them had attempted to travel to. Humanity was not yet old enough, or... evil enough to die, so Lillith didn't need to worry about the projectiles hitting anyone.

Yet she watched as they hit the ground anyway, adding to the continued fire that surrounded the landscape.

Their Kingdom, and yet...

She glanced back at the house in worry, knowing that inside, was her... he was her Something, they were in love. They didn't have time to speak anything official, with being cast out and all, but she loved him.

And she was worried about him.

With a quick huff of air, she took steps toward their home, calming herself so that her horns dissipated and didn't hit the door frame.

She stepped in, frowning at the fact that the house was still quiet. She took steps toward the bedroom, where the door was still ajar from where she had left it.

She stood at the doorway, crinkled eyes at the technical King of Hell.

"...Luci, Honey? I'm afraid that it's past nap time... Are you planning on getting up anytime soon? Your help with adding a force field against projectiles would be truly appreciated."

She would be content with being the leading leader of Hell, thrilling, actually. But... this is his Kingdom as well, he should have some say..

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife!

13 Days and 5 Hours since they had been cast out from heaven. Lucifer wished he were joking about keeping time, but he wasn't. The angel,,,,, fallen angel, had sheets of paper all over their room with tally marks and frantic writings previously stained with tears.

He had been through a whirlwind of emotions, primarily shifting between rage and misery. Who could blame him after all this? Well, other than himself, but Lucifer knew what he was fighting for was right. Everything he stated in that hall was pure and true; the pride in his soul burned to remind him of that, to reject regrets that seemed to creep into his mind.

"...Luci, Honey?"

There was another emotion. One that pushed through most, the driving factor of his willpower and rebellion.

Adoration.

Specifically for the woman who gently called out for him in the doorway. She believed in everything he stood for and was at his side despite knowing it could lead her to banishment. They were in this together, and the seraphim couldn't just dwell on "what if"s, as much as he wanted to rot away in bed.

With a sombre sigh, the newly allocated King of Hell peeled himself out of bed. He didn't bother putting his coat on, but he did slip on his shoes, knowing how bad the land outside had gotten. As he looked towards the crack in the door, his sadened expression turned into a soft smile. Eyes still looking quite tired, however, not from lack of sleep.

"Coming, my love," he says with a slight chipperness in his voice. He may not be feeling 100%, but spending time with Lilith was always a boost in his energy.

He slipped through the crack in the door, and he visibly showed a happier expression. A hand gently took Lilith's as he lifted it up to kiss the back of it.

"Let's see if this realm wants to listen to us. It might not be paradise like I hoped for us, but it's ours." he lowered her hand and looked down the hallway in the direction of the main entrance. Lucifer winced at the sound of crashing fireballs in the distance.

"Is it as bad as yesterday?"

[melodicruler]

Lilith, frankly, had much less attachment to her past. Adam was an asshole, and the angels she had met and had to Beg to not be attached to the First Man were consistently shitty as well. She believed their sacrifices were worth it, for the ability of free will, so that people could choose how to live their lives.

So that women, like her and Eve, could choose whether to stand by men like Adam. Have that... choice. If she and Luci had to be martyrs for 'Evil' to exist, goddamn it, she would choose this path every time... yet she also understood Luci's turmoil.

She didn't understand Luci's attachment to the angels, but they were his family, and the angel had chosen her over them at the end of the day. He could've thrown her under the bus; she had already been disliked by everyone. It would have been easy to claim she had.... manipulated him into the task, but... he didn't.

Emotions down here were tough, but she tried her best to be gentle with him, understanding the turmoil. She'd support him, of course, but she was surprised by the Angel's desire to assist her today. She'd thought it would be at least another day of despair, maybe she'd get to cuddle him.

... but his smile was also.. cute.

Her face was easily covered in a pink sprinkle of flush, and her own shy smile grew as she averted her eyes. Glancing at the door and huffing quietly at the sound of flames burning the grass she had just grown, with mumbling softness growing the greenery.

She's barely understood her own magic yet, but goodness, to have it be destroyed so often was heartbreaking.

"Yes." She hummed softly, taking steps toward the door, and she wrapped her arms around Lucifer's shoulder from behind him. Resting herself slightly against him, trying to ignore the textures that she was yet to get used to.

Cuddling was much more soothing, skin to skin. Unfortunately, the usefulness of coverings was much more important in Hell. Not just for feet, but also coverings on your vessel. She wore a white lace-patterned minidress(corset vibes, almost) with sleeves that went up to her forearms. The dress itself didn't even go past her thighs, yet she begrudgingly wore a silk-feeling pair of shorts underneath the skirt, along with a strapless assortment of covering for her chest, both of these items also white in color. She also wore sandals, begrudgingly.

She protested wearing any of these things at the beginning, but with Lucifer's worry, she relented. They had no clue what Hell's air was like, if it would hurt uncovered skin. They didn't know if fire could hurt them either; there were many things that they needed to figure out about how this place worked. So she had allowed Lucifer to summon her some sort of clothing.

For now, she leaned over, resting her chin against his head, trying to ignore the twitching sensation of cloth against her shoulders.

"Keeps trying to break the roof I just built!" She informed him, scrunching up her nose in frustration. "I wish I understood my powers easier, I'm sure there's some sort of protection bubble I can make..." Grumbling to herself, hesitating as she asked this next question.

"...Have you seen any of your kind make any assortment of force field before..?" She asked gently, kissing his hair. "Fine if you haven't, darling, you're a being of creation, you probably can figure it out, I'm only wondering if we can go off by example."

No instruction manual when you're the first martyrs...

[hells-squeakiest-king]

Lucifer's smile brightened as he witnessed the sparkled blush on his other half's face.

Goodness how did I get so lucky through all this hell.

As they walked, the seraphim wrapped his arm around her waist, a gesture of closeness. He chuckled softly at her grumbles, trying to make light of a rough situation before he spoke up.

"Darling, don't fret! I'm sure heaven hasn't left us to rot without giving us something to defend our home with. At least,,,,, I'd hope they'd be kind enough to give us that sanctuary,,,,,"

It was difficult to think of a place such as heaven to be cruel and unjust, however given the way they treated Lucifer's ideas for humanity, it left a sour aftertaste in his mouth.

As they reached the main entrance, he stepped forward to open the doors, laying witness to the horrors of their land. A depressed sigh left Lucifer as he turned towards Lilith, offering a hand.

"The high archangels definitely couldn't bother their backsides to have powers like that, but seraphim's could. That lady, Sera? she was teaching a younger seraphim tricks on forcefield magic a few months back. So,,,,, maybe I have it in me,,,,,?"

With that, he took a step out the door before feeling a jolt of fear bundle up inside of him and quickly stepped back inside with a gasp. It was as though he saw a flash of what's to come in this realm. His pupils shrunk as he blinked a few times before coming back to reality.

He held onto Lilith's arm, feeling ever so weak in this moment.

"I-I'm sorry, my love- I can't go out there r-right now. Maybe I can try making a forcefield from i-inside," he queries, trying to rid himself of the dark thoughts by channeling his magic in his palm.

Instead of making a small forcefield, his golden swirls took the shape of a familiar rubber duck. The object now formed in his hand truly stunned him. Seemed during that panic his mind knew what he needed as a few weak giggles left him, squeezing the duck to hear its squeaks.

"Aha,,,,, well that's not a force field, pretty cute though, right honey? Oh!"

What a great distraction! Lucifer had regained that creative spark as ideas seemed to rush to his head. He placed the duck on a nearby desk, turning to take his love's hands in his own, red eyes sparkling.

"What about that heavenly voice of yours, Lili! Could be the key to unlocking your power's potential! After all, it swayed me~" he chuckled, rolling his shoulders a bit before bouncing on his toes as his ideas went rampant.

[melodicruler]

Concern.

He was trying to be... peppy for her. He didn't need to be; she could understand if he was still scared to go outside. She could even understand if Lucifer wasn't one of the happiest people in their shared trash pit.

Her eyes lingered on the bright, yet small figurine. Luci had made her some in the garden; they were made out of some of the pretty flowers that surrounded the grass.

...She didn't manage to take them with her when she fell, and if she did, she was sure they would've burned up with the speed they fell at. Considering Luci's wings and her hair's burned edges. (Tied up in a bun right now.)

Lily's eyes crinkled with fondness as she viewed the small duck anyway. Letting out a small huff of amusement.

"Sweetheart, you need to breathe." She gently stated, closing the door to the outside world again, before re-taking Lucifer's hands. "How long do humans live again? Especially if you consider taking into account the Angel's refusal to let any of Adam's immediate family into Hell?"

Unbelievable amount of bias, if the world were right, Adam would be here, and she could kill him.

She gently led the pair of them to the nearby puddle of cushions and blankets. (It Could be considered a couch, but not really, some assortment of a nest.) They had used this cuddly and fluffy area before they had the bedroom set up, a neat place where they could cuddle and lick their metaphorical wounds.

"The point is, we don't need to be... big scary royalty, for a long while, darling. I'm... I'm sorry for trying to push you to be... ready to take it all on." She hummed softly, looking off to the side with visible guilt on her face.

She gently pulled at Lucifer's hands so that the pair of them sat down together.

"...If you're not okay, that's okay, you know?" She leaned forward, giving her beloved a small kiss on the cheek. "...Besides, my singing isn't that... good. I've barely learned how to grow foliage that doesn't even live for long! Much less an entire barrier!"

With worried eyes, she glanced out the window, her eyes catching on that ball of Heaven skywards.

...We have to prove them all wrong, and that may mean they'll have to wait for the assumed creatures of 'Evil' to come out of the woodwork, whatever that means...

She turns back to Lucifer, smiling softly. "...Next time, please be honest with me about your sanity regarding this project, okay? I... I don't want to hurt you!" She gently squeezes Lucifer's thigh to empathize her opinion, keeping eye contact.

"In this together, alright, my King?" Gentle giggle, they were technically royalty!!!

[hells-squeakiest-king]

Lucifer groaned at the mention of Adam's existence, letting her lead them towards the pile.

"Unbelievable, if anyone should be here it should be him. Humans last around,,,,, about 40 years? Their lifespan is pretty short all things considered, but I suppose they need to learn how to survive on earth."

The seraphim mumbled a "if only they took my ideas on board-" before listening in on Lilith's apology. In a instant, his expression turned soft again, eyes confused with sorrow.

"Lily, my love no no you're not pushing!" he reassured as he joined her on the cushions, curling his legs towards her to snuggle. Lucifer felt a warm blanket cover his heart as she continued, the seraphim exhaling and nodding in acknowledgment. He smiled at the kiss to his cheek, wishing to return it though she looked preoccupied with the window.

He followed her gaze, "Darling your voice is perfection, I couldn't create a sweeter song bird if I tried."

Taking this moment to kiss her shoulder he hummed with a smile, "We'll figure it out, my love. I believe in you, and in this realm, no matter how awful it feels right now, we can make it our own."

Lucifer sat up as he locked eyes with Lilith, nodding once more in agreement as he wanted to show his honesty for now and in the future. His soft expression was halted for but a moment as a surprise squeak escaped the king, his cheeks lightly glowing a golden shade.

His hands moved to hold onto the cause of his squeal, a playful smile climbing onto his lips.

"Okay, my Queen,,,,," he started slowly, his fingers moving to crawl over to Lilith's knees as they wiggled at the spot. Lucifer giggled himself at calling her his 'Queen', hoping he'd get the chance to propose and make their love official.

"Let's see if those sweet giggles of yours make magic!" Both hands skittered along the lady's knees, excited to hear more of that wonderful sound. He wasn't sure if laughter could count as magic, but it sure was another siren song to his ears.

[melodicruler]

It feels strange to not be considered 'human' anymore, but then again, she was created as a doll, and not a functional creature with memories beyond months ago. Adam, in all technicalities, would not have long left in normal circumstances, since they're both biologically in their twenties.

She hoped they would get Eve, remembering her smile... Yet she also remembered Adam's possessive nature, Lucifer's fellow angel's determination not to allow another lady to be scrap... she only hoped they weren't hurting her too badly.

Warmth, soft voices that were much more inviting than her own, endless worries about the skies above, full of people who did not care. How could she be in her own head when the present was so much sweeter!

Tilting her head at the sudden squeak, not thinking much of it, he was part bird after all. "Oh, good! One step at a tihihIHIME--?!" She let out a squeak of her own, blinking in rapid confusion as her legs involuntarily twitched at the sensation.

It felt-- nice?? Nothing like Adam's strange and rough touch had felt. She let out an involuntary soft snort, warmth fluttering into her nerves and up her heart.

"SNRRRRK--Wh-Whahahahat ihihis thihihis?!" She cackled out, watching Lucifer's hands flutter along her knees; it didn't seem... bad at all. Lucifer's face still had that adoring smile, and she wasn't in pain...

Lillith felt the need to do something with her hands and hesitantly reached out to replicate the movement Lucifer was doing. Scratching at Lucifer's knees with hesitant but frequent movements, her nails gentle along his skin.

The sensation apparently made the other laugh... and the world knew that everyone needed more of Lucifer's laugh.. so.. she gently squeezed his knee.

"F-Fuhull ohohof mihihischief!" She accused, tucking her own legs closer to herself. Were these the types of evil ideas that Heaven cast him out for??

[hells-squeakiest-king]

Lucifer absolutely beamed at the squeak, giggling with such joy in his heart as he scribbled above her knee, testing spots.

"It's tickling, my love! Do you like it? It's not too much, is it? Aw, who knew that smile of yours could look more radiant!"

The fallen angel was nothing but a compliment giver, especially when it came to his soon to be wife. With being entranced by Lilith's laughter, and that tickling seemed to be a new concept to her, he didn't expect his knee to meet the same fate. His hands froze over Lilith's thighs as he fell into a fit of giggles.

"Mihihischief? Mehehe?~" The seraphim smirked as he moved his other hand to poke at her sides, his forked tongue sticking out.

[melodicruler]

"Tihihihi--Tihihihick--eheheheheheh--?!" It wasn't that the word was explicitly hard to say at all, it was simply that she was both laughing too much, and that it was weirdly... embarrassing to say??

Some magical voodoo must be apart of this, she was sure. Her eyes widened as she watched him move from spot to spot, the tickly feeling grew.... more?? More spots of the body could be ticklish?? Soft and rougher touches being different results?? This... This is fascinating...

And he was ticklish as well...

Her face grew warmer, and she shyly ducked her head, watching as Lucifer moved spots. "Ihihihits nohohohot... bahahad, ihihin ahahany rehehegard..." She admitted, feeling quite silly and vulnerable being the testing doll.

"Buhuhut whahahat dohohoho Yohohohou thihihihihink!" She asked, before pulling closer to Lucifer, almost wrapping him in a kiss, but stopping at the last moment to gently flutter her claws against Lucifer's neck, tilting her head, is this a spot???

His eyes were gorgeous this close, she hummed in giggly delight, pressing gentle kisses against his cheeks.

"Yohohohou're sohohoho cuhuhute, Luhuhuci!" She exclaimed, swearing she could have hearts in her eyes.

[hells-squeakiest-king]

@melodicruler nix has made another creature to torment lu :3! This one is his wife!! :O <3

HELL FIRST DAYS ERA, the specific era of time in which Heaven cast Lucifer and Lilith down to Hell. To which they both had very different but understandable reactions to it. Yet they had each other in the end, and that's what mattered most!!

-

Building your home when random fireballs attempted to destroy your progress every couple of hours wasn't fun, but damn it, she was trying. Her music could apparently work as a shield against them, but only in the moment if she was actively guarding the slowly built structure.

She had yet to make some sort of permanent force field that would linger even after she had left the area, but she would learn; they had no other choice.

She closed her mouth as she watched the last of them dissipate into lands that neither of them had attempted to travel to. Humanity was not yet old enough, or... evil enough to die, so Lillith didn't need to worry about the projectiles hitting anyone.

Yet she watched as they hit the ground anyway, adding to the continued fire that surrounded the landscape.

Their Kingdom, and yet...

She glanced back at the house in worry, knowing that inside, was her... he was her Something, they were in love. They didn't have time to speak anything official, with being cast out and all, but she loved him.

And she was worried about him.

With a quick huff of air, she took steps toward their home, calming herself so that her horns dissipated and didn't hit the door frame.

She stepped in, frowning at the fact that the house was still quiet. She took steps toward the bedroom, where the door was still ajar from where she had left it.

She stood at the doorway, crinkled eyes at the technical King of Hell.

"...Luci, Honey? I'm afraid that it's past nap time... Are you planning on getting up anytime soon? Your help with adding a force field against projectiles would be truly appreciated."

She would be content with being the leading leader of Hell, thrilling, actually. But... this is his Kingdom as well, he should have some say..

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife!

13 Days and 5 Hours since they had been cast out from heaven. Lucifer wished he were joking about keeping time, but he wasn't. The angel,,,,, fallen angel, had sheets of paper all over their room with tally marks and frantic writings previously stained with tears.

He had been through a whirlwind of emotions, primarily shifting between rage and misery. Who could blame him after all this? Well, other than himself, but Lucifer knew what he was fighting for was right. Everything he stated in that hall was pure and true; the pride in his soul burned to remind him of that, to reject regrets that seemed to creep into his mind.

"...Luci, Honey?"

There was another emotion. One that pushed through most, the driving factor of his willpower and rebellion.

Adoration.

Specifically for the woman who gently called out for him in the doorway. She believed in everything he stood for and was at his side despite knowing it could lead her to banishment. They were in this together, and the seraphim couldn't just dwell on "what if"s, as much as he wanted to rot away in bed.

With a sombre sigh, the newly allocated King of Hell peeled himself out of bed. He didn't bother putting his coat on, but he did slip on his shoes, knowing how bad the land outside had gotten. As he looked towards the crack in the door, his sadened expression turned into a soft smile. Eyes still looking quite tired, however, not from lack of sleep.

"Coming, my love," he says with a slight chipperness in his voice. He may not be feeling 100%, but spending time with Lilith was always a boost in his energy.

He slipped through the crack in the door, and he visibly showed a happier expression. A hand gently took Lilith's as he lifted it up to kiss the back of it.

"Let's see if this realm wants to listen to us. It might not be paradise like I hoped for us, but it's ours." he lowered her hand and looked down the hallway in the direction of the main entrance. Lucifer winced at the sound of crashing fireballs in the distance.

"Is it as bad as yesterday?"

[melodicruler]

Lilith, frankly, had much less attachment to her past. Adam was an asshole, and the angels she had met and had to Beg to not be attached to the First Man were consistently shitty as well. She believed their sacrifices were worth it, for the ability of free will, so that people could choose how to live their lives.

So that women, like her and Eve, could choose whether to stand by men like Adam. Have that... choice. If she and Luci had to be martyrs for 'Evil' to exist, goddamn it, she would choose this path every time... yet she also understood Luci's turmoil.

She didn't understand Luci's attachment to the angels, but they were his family, and the angel had chosen her over them at the end of the day. He could've thrown her under the bus; she had already been disliked by everyone. It would have been easy to claim she had.... manipulated him into the task, but... he didn't.

Emotions down here were tough, but she tried her best to be gentle with him, understanding the turmoil. She'd support him, of course, but she was surprised by the Angel's desire to assist her today. She'd thought it would be at least another day of despair, maybe she'd get to cuddle him.

... but his smile was also.. cute.

Her face was easily covered in a pink sprinkle of flush, and her own shy smile grew as she averted her eyes. Glancing at the door and huffing quietly at the sound of flames burning the grass she had just grown, with mumbling softness growing the greenery.

She's barely understood her own magic yet, but goodness, to have it be destroyed so often was heartbreaking.

"Yes." She hummed softly, taking steps toward the door, and she wrapped her arms around Lucifer's shoulder from behind him. Resting herself slightly against him, trying to ignore the textures that she was yet to get used to.

Cuddling was much more soothing, skin to skin. Unfortunately, the usefulness of coverings was much more important in Hell. Not just for feet, but also coverings on your vessel. She wore a white lace-patterned minidress(corset vibes, almost) with sleeves that went up to her forearms. The dress itself didn't even go past her thighs, yet she begrudgingly wore a silk-feeling pair of shorts underneath the skirt, along with a strapless assortment of covering for her chest, both of these items also white in color. She also wore sandals, begrudgingly.

She protested wearing any of these things at the beginning, but with Lucifer's worry, she relented. They had no clue what Hell's air was like, if it would hurt uncovered skin. They didn't know if fire could hurt them either; there were many things that they needed to figure out about how this place worked. So she had allowed Lucifer to summon her some sort of clothing.

For now, she leaned over, resting her chin against his head, trying to ignore the twitching sensation of cloth against her shoulders.

"Keeps trying to break the roof I just built!" She informed him, scrunching up her nose in frustration. "I wish I understood my powers easier, I'm sure there's some sort of protection bubble I can make..." Grumbling to herself, hesitating as she asked this next question.

"...Have you seen any of your kind make any assortment of force field before..?" She asked gently, kissing his hair. "Fine if you haven't, darling, you're a being of creation, you probably can figure it out, I'm only wondering if we can go off by example."

No instruction manual when you're the first martyrs...

[hells-squeakiest-king]

Lucifer's smile brightened as he witnessed the sparkled blush on his other half's face.

Goodness how did I get so lucky through all this hell.

As they walked, the seraphim wrapped his arm around her waist, a gesture of closeness. He chuckled softly at her grumbles, trying to make light of a rough situation before he spoke up.

"Darling, don't fret! I'm sure heaven hasn't left us to rot without giving us something to defend our home with. At least,,,,, I'd hope they'd be kind enough to give us that sanctuary,,,,,"

It was difficult to think of a place such as heaven to be cruel and unjust, however given the way they treated Lucifer's ideas for humanity, it left a sour aftertaste in his mouth.

As they reached the main entrance, he stepped forward to open the doors, laying witness to the horrors of their land. A depressed sigh left Lucifer as he turned towards Lilith, offering a hand.

"The high archangels definitely couldn't bother their backsides to have powers like that, but seraphim's could. That lady, Sera? she was teaching a younger seraphim tricks on forcefield magic a few months back. So,,,,, maybe I have it in me,,,,,?"

With that, he took a step out the door before feeling a jolt of fear bundle up inside of him and quickly stepped back inside with a gasp. It was as though he saw a flash of what's to come in this realm. His pupils shrunk as he blinked a few times before coming back to reality.

He held onto Lilith's arm, feeling ever so weak in this moment.

"I-I'm sorry, my love- I can't go out there r-right now. Maybe I can try making a forcefield from i-inside," he queries, trying to rid himself of the dark thoughts by channeling his magic in his palm.

Instead of making a small forcefield, his golden swirls took the shape of a familiar rubber duck. The object now formed in his hand truly stunned him. Seemed during that panic his mind knew what he needed as a few weak giggles left him, squeezing the duck to hear its squeaks.

"Aha,,,,, well that's not a force field, pretty cute though, right honey? Oh!"

What a great distraction! Lucifer had regained that creative spark as ideas seemed to rush to his head. He placed the duck on a nearby desk, turning to take his love's hands in his own, red eyes sparkling.

"What about that heavenly voice of yours, Lili! Could be the key to unlocking your power's potential! After all, it swayed me~" he chuckled, rolling his shoulders a bit before bouncing on his toes as his ideas went rampant.

[melodicruler]

Concern.

He was trying to be... peppy for her. He didn't need to be; she could understand if he was still scared to go outside. She could even understand if Lucifer wasn't one of the happiest people in their shared trash pit.

Her eyes lingered on the bright, yet small figurine. Luci had made her some in the garden; they were made out of some of the pretty flowers that surrounded the grass.

...She didn't manage to take them with her when she fell, and if she did, she was sure they would've burned up with the speed they fell at. Considering Luci's wings and her hair's burned edges. (Tied up in a bun right now.)

Lily's eyes crinkled with fondness as she viewed the small duck anyway. Letting out a small huff of amusement.

"Sweetheart, you need to breathe." She gently stated, closing the door to the outside world again, before re-taking Lucifer's hands. "How long do humans live again? Especially if you consider taking into account the Angel's refusal to let any of Adam's immediate family into Hell?"

Unbelievable amount of bias, if the world were right, Adam would be here, and she could kill him.

She gently led the pair of them to the nearby puddle of cushions and blankets. (It Could be considered a couch, but not really, some assortment of a nest.) They had used this cuddly and fluffy area before they had the bedroom set up, a neat place where they could cuddle and lick their metaphorical wounds.

"The point is, we don't need to be... big scary royalty, for a long while, darling. I'm... I'm sorry for trying to push you to be... ready to take it all on." She hummed softly, looking off to the side with visible guilt on her face.

She gently pulled at Lucifer's hands so that the pair of them sat down together.

"...If you're not okay, that's okay, you know?" She leaned forward, giving her beloved a small kiss on the cheek. "...Besides, my singing isn't that... good. I've barely learned how to grow foliage that doesn't even live for long! Much less an entire barrier!"

With worried eyes, she glanced out the window, her eyes catching on that ball of Heaven skywards.

...We have to prove them all wrong, and that may mean they'll have to wait for the assumed creatures of 'Evil' to come out of the woodwork, whatever that means...

She turns back to Lucifer, smiling softly. "...Next time, please be honest with me about your sanity regarding this project, okay? I... I don't want to hurt you!" She gently squeezes Lucifer's thigh to empathize her opinion, keeping eye contact.

"In this together, alright, my King?" Gentle giggle, they were technically royalty!!!

[hells-squeakiest-king]

Lucifer groaned at the mention of Adam's existence, letting her lead them towards the pile.

"Unbelievable, if anyone should be here it should be him. Humans last around,,,,, about 40 years? Their lifespan is pretty short all things considered, but I suppose they need to learn how to survive on earth."

The seraphim mumbled a "if only they took my ideas on board-" before listening in on Lilith's apology. In a instant, his expression turned soft again, eyes confused with sorrow.

"Lily, my love no no you're not pushing!" he reassured as he joined her on the cushions, curling his legs towards her to snuggle. Lucifer felt a warm blanket cover his heart as she continued, the seraphim exhaling and nodding in acknowledgment. He smiled at the kiss to his cheek, wishing to return it though she looked preoccupied with the window.

He followed her gaze, "Darling your voice is perfection, I couldn't create a sweeter song bird if I tried."

Taking this moment to kiss her shoulder he hummed with a smile, "We'll figure it out, my love. I believe in you, and in this realm, no matter how awful it feels right now, we can make it our own."

Lucifer sat up as he locked eyes with Lilith, nodding once more in agreement as he wanted to show his honesty for now and in the future. His soft expression was halted for but a moment as a surprise squeak escaped the king, his cheeks lightly glowing a golden shade.

His hands moved to hold onto the cause of his squeal, a playful smile climbing onto his lips.

"Okay, my Queen,,,,," he started slowly, his fingers moving to crawl over to Lilith's knees as they wiggled at the spot. Lucifer giggled himself at calling her his 'Queen', hoping he'd get the chance to propose and make their love official.

"Let's see if those sweet giggles of yours make magic!" Both hands skittered along the lady's knees, excited to hear more of that wonderful sound. He wasn't sure if laughter could count as magic, but it sure was another siren song to his ears.

[melodicruler]

It feels strange to not be considered 'human' anymore, but then again, she was created as a doll, and not a functional creature with memories beyond months ago. Adam, in all technicalities, would not have long left in normal circumstances, since they're both biologically in their twenties.

She hoped they would get Eve, remembering her smile... Yet she also remembered Adam's possessive nature, Lucifer's fellow angel's determination not to allow another lady to be scrap... she only hoped they weren't hurting her too badly.

Warmth, soft voices that were much more inviting than her own, endless worries about the skies above, full of people who did not care. How could she be in her own head when the present was so much sweeter!

Tilting her head at the sudden squeak, not thinking much of it, he was part bird after all. "Oh, good! One step at a tihihIHIME--?!" She let out a squeak of her own, blinking in rapid confusion as her legs involuntarily twitched at the sensation.

It felt-- nice?? Nothing like Adam's strange and rough touch had felt. She let out an involuntary soft snort, warmth fluttering into her nerves and up her heart.

"SNRRRRK--Wh-Whahahahat ihihis thihihis?!" She cackled out, watching Lucifer's hands flutter along her knees; it didn't seem... bad at all. Lucifer's face still had that adoring smile, and she wasn't in pain...

Lillith felt the need to do something with her hands and hesitantly reached out to replicate the movement Lucifer was doing. Scratching at Lucifer's knees with hesitant but frequent movements, her nails gentle along his skin.

The sensation apparently made the other laugh... and the world knew that everyone needed more of Lucifer's laugh.. so.. she gently squeezed his knee.

"F-Fuhull ohohof mihihischief!" She accused, tucking her own legs closer to herself. Were these the types of evil ideas that Heaven cast him out for??

[hells-squeakiest-king]

@melodicruler nix has made another creature to torment lu :3! This one is his wife!! :O <3

HELL FIRST DAYS ERA, the specific era of time in which Heaven cast Lucifer and Lilith down to Hell. To which they both had very different but understandable reactions to it. Yet they had each other in the end, and that's what mattered most!!

-

Building your home when random fireballs attempted to destroy your progress every couple of hours wasn't fun, but damn it, she was trying. Her music could apparently work as a shield against them, but only in the moment if she was actively guarding the slowly built structure.

She had yet to make some sort of permanent force field that would linger even after she had left the area, but she would learn; they had no other choice.

She closed her mouth as she watched the last of them dissipate into lands that neither of them had attempted to travel to. Humanity was not yet old enough, or... evil enough to die, so Lillith didn't need to worry about the projectiles hitting anyone.

Yet she watched as they hit the ground anyway, adding to the continued fire that surrounded the landscape.

Their Kingdom, and yet...

She glanced back at the house in worry, knowing that inside, was her... he was her Something, they were in love. They didn't have time to speak anything official, with being cast out and all, but she loved him.

And she was worried about him.

With a quick huff of air, she took steps toward their home, calming herself so that her horns dissipated and didn't hit the door frame.

She stepped in, frowning at the fact that the house was still quiet. She took steps toward the bedroom, where the door was still ajar from where she had left it.

She stood at the doorway, crinkled eyes at the technical King of Hell.

"...Luci, Honey? I'm afraid that it's past nap time... Are you planning on getting up anytime soon? Your help with adding a force field against projectiles would be truly appreciated."

She would be content with being the leading leader of Hell, thrilling, actually. But... this is his Kingdom as well, he should have some say..

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife!

13 Days and 5 Hours since they had been cast out from heaven. Lucifer wished he were joking about keeping time, but he wasn't. The angel,,,,, fallen angel, had sheets of paper all over their room with tally marks and frantic writings previously stained with tears.

He had been through a whirlwind of emotions, primarily shifting between rage and misery. Who could blame him after all this? Well, other than himself, but Lucifer knew what he was fighting for was right. Everything he stated in that hall was pure and true; the pride in his soul burned to remind him of that, to reject regrets that seemed to creep into his mind.

"...Luci, Honey?"

There was another emotion. One that pushed through most, the driving factor of his willpower and rebellion.

Adoration.

Specifically for the woman who gently called out for him in the doorway. She believed in everything he stood for and was at his side despite knowing it could lead her to banishment. They were in this together, and the seraphim couldn't just dwell on "what if"s, as much as he wanted to rot away in bed.

With a sombre sigh, the newly allocated King of Hell peeled himself out of bed. He didn't bother putting his coat on, but he did slip on his shoes, knowing how bad the land outside had gotten. As he looked towards the crack in the door, his sadened expression turned into a soft smile. Eyes still looking quite tired, however, not from lack of sleep.

"Coming, my love," he says with a slight chipperness in his voice. He may not be feeling 100%, but spending time with Lilith was always a boost in his energy.

He slipped through the crack in the door, and he visibly showed a happier expression. A hand gently took Lilith's as he lifted it up to kiss the back of it.

"Let's see if this realm wants to listen to us. It might not be paradise like I hoped for us, but it's ours." he lowered her hand and looked down the hallway in the direction of the main entrance. Lucifer winced at the sound of crashing fireballs in the distance.

"Is it as bad as yesterday?"

[melodicruler]

Lilith, frankly, had much less attachment to her past. Adam was an asshole, and the angels she had met and had to Beg to not be attached to the First Man were consistently shitty as well. She believed their sacrifices were worth it, for the ability of free will, so that people could choose how to live their lives.

So that women, like her and Eve, could choose whether to stand by men like Adam. Have that... choice. If she and Luci had to be martyrs for 'Evil' to exist, goddamn it, she would choose this path every time... yet she also understood Luci's turmoil.

She didn't understand Luci's attachment to the angels, but they were his family, and the angel had chosen her over them at the end of the day. He could've thrown her under the bus; she had already been disliked by everyone. It would have been easy to claim she had.... manipulated him into the task, but... he didn't.

Emotions down here were tough, but she tried her best to be gentle with him, understanding the turmoil. She'd support him, of course, but she was surprised by the Angel's desire to assist her today. She'd thought it would be at least another day of despair, maybe she'd get to cuddle him.

... but his smile was also.. cute.

Her face was easily covered in a pink sprinkle of flush, and her own shy smile grew as she averted her eyes. Glancing at the door and huffing quietly at the sound of flames burning the grass she had just grown, with mumbling softness growing the greenery.

She's barely understood her own magic yet, but goodness, to have it be destroyed so often was heartbreaking.

"Yes." She hummed softly, taking steps toward the door, and she wrapped her arms around Lucifer's shoulder from behind him. Resting herself slightly against him, trying to ignore the textures that she was yet to get used to.

Cuddling was much more soothing, skin to skin. Unfortunately, the usefulness of coverings was much more important in Hell. Not just for feet, but also coverings on your vessel. She wore a white lace-patterned minidress(corset vibes, almost) with sleeves that went up to her forearms. The dress itself didn't even go past her thighs, yet she begrudgingly wore a silk-feeling pair of shorts underneath the skirt, along with a strapless assortment of covering for her chest, both of these items also white in color. She also wore sandals, begrudgingly.

She protested wearing any of these things at the beginning, but with Lucifer's worry, she relented. They had no clue what Hell's air was like, if it would hurt uncovered skin. They didn't know if fire could hurt them either; there were many things that they needed to figure out about how this place worked. So she had allowed Lucifer to summon her some sort of clothing.

For now, she leaned over, resting her chin against his head, trying to ignore the twitching sensation of cloth against her shoulders.

"Keeps trying to break the roof I just built!" She informed him, scrunching up her nose in frustration. "I wish I understood my powers easier, I'm sure there's some sort of protection bubble I can make..." Grumbling to herself, hesitating as she asked this next question.

"...Have you seen any of your kind make any assortment of force field before..?" She asked gently, kissing his hair. "Fine if you haven't, darling, you're a being of creation, you probably can figure it out, I'm only wondering if we can go off by example."

No instruction manual when you're the first martyrs...

[hells-squeakiest-king]

Lucifer's smile brightened as he witnessed the sparkled blush on his other half's face.

Goodness how did I get so lucky through all this hell.

As they walked, the seraphim wrapped his arm around her waist, a gesture of closeness. He chuckled softly at her grumbles, trying to make light of a rough situation before he spoke up.

"Darling, don't fret! I'm sure heaven hasn't left us to rot without giving us something to defend our home with. At least,,,,, I'd hope they'd be kind enough to give us that sanctuary,,,,,"

It was difficult to think of a place such as heaven to be cruel and unjust, however given the way they treated Lucifer's ideas for humanity, it left a sour aftertaste in his mouth.

As they reached the main entrance, he stepped forward to open the doors, laying witness to the horrors of their land. A depressed sigh left Lucifer as he turned towards Lilith, offering a hand.

"The high archangels definitely couldn't bother their backsides to have powers like that, but seraphim's could. That lady, Sera? she was teaching a younger seraphim tricks on forcefield magic a few months back. So,,,,, maybe I have it in me,,,,,?"

With that, he took a step out the door before feeling a jolt of fear bundle up inside of him and quickly stepped back inside with a gasp. It was as though he saw a flash of what's to come in this realm. His pupils shrunk as he blinked a few times before coming back to reality.

He held onto Lilith's arm, feeling ever so weak in this moment.

"I-I'm sorry, my love- I can't go out there r-right now. Maybe I can try making a forcefield from i-inside," he queries, trying to rid himself of the dark thoughts by channeling his magic in his palm.

Instead of making a small forcefield, his golden swirls took the shape of a familiar rubber duck. The object now formed in his hand truly stunned him. Seemed during that panic his mind knew what he needed as a few weak giggles left him, squeezing the duck to hear its squeaks.

"Aha,,,,, well that's not a force field, pretty cute though, right honey? Oh!"

What a great distraction! Lucifer had regained that creative spark as ideas seemed to rush to his head. He placed the duck on a nearby desk, turning to take his love's hands in his own, red eyes sparkling.

"What about that heavenly voice of yours, Lili! Could be the key to unlocking your power's potential! After all, it swayed me~" he chuckled, rolling his shoulders a bit before bouncing on his toes as his ideas went rampant.

[melodicruler]

Concern.

He was trying to be... peppy for her. He didn't need to be; she could understand if he was still scared to go outside. She could even understand if Lucifer wasn't one of the happiest people in their shared trash pit.

Her eyes lingered on the bright, yet small figurine. Luci had made her some in the garden; they were made out of some of the pretty flowers that surrounded the grass.

...She didn't manage to take them with her when she fell, and if she did, she was sure they would've burned up with the speed they fell at. Considering Luci's wings and her hair's burned edges. (Tied up in a bun right now.)

Lily's eyes crinkled with fondness as she viewed the small duck anyway. Letting out a small huff of amusement.

"Sweetheart, you need to breathe." She gently stated, closing the door to the outside world again, before re-taking Lucifer's hands. "How long do humans live again? Especially if you consider taking into account the Angel's refusal to let any of Adam's immediate family into Hell?"

Unbelievable amount of bias, if the world were right, Adam would be here, and she could kill him.

She gently led the pair of them to the nearby puddle of cushions and blankets. (It Could be considered a couch, but not really, some assortment of a nest.) They had used this cuddly and fluffy area before they had the bedroom set up, a neat place where they could cuddle and lick their metaphorical wounds.

"The point is, we don't need to be... big scary royalty, for a long while, darling. I'm... I'm sorry for trying to push you to be... ready to take it all on." She hummed softly, looking off to the side with visible guilt on her face.

She gently pulled at Lucifer's hands so that the pair of them sat down together.

"...If you're not okay, that's okay, you know?" She leaned forward, giving her beloved a small kiss on the cheek. "...Besides, my singing isn't that... good. I've barely learned how to grow foliage that doesn't even live for long! Much less an entire barrier!"

With worried eyes, she glanced out the window, her eyes catching on that ball of Heaven skywards.

...We have to prove them all wrong, and that may mean they'll have to wait for the assumed creatures of 'Evil' to come out of the woodwork, whatever that means...

She turns back to Lucifer, smiling softly. "...Next time, please be honest with me about your sanity regarding this project, okay? I... I don't want to hurt you!" She gently squeezes Lucifer's thigh to empathize her opinion, keeping eye contact.

"In this together, alright, my King?" Gentle giggle, they were technically royalty!!!

[hells-squeakiest-king]

@melodicruler nix has made another creature to torment lu :3! This one is his wife!! :O <3

HELL FIRST DAYS ERA, the specific era of time in which Heaven cast Lucifer and Lilith down to Hell. To which they both had very different but understandable reactions to it. Yet they had each other in the end, and that's what mattered most!!

-

Building your home when random fireballs attempted to destroy your progress every couple of hours wasn't fun, but damn it, she was trying. Her music could apparently work as a shield against them, but only in the moment if she was actively guarding the slowly built structure.

She had yet to make some sort of permanent force field that would linger even after she had left the area, but she would learn; they had no other choice.

She closed her mouth as she watched the last of them dissipate into lands that neither of them had attempted to travel to. Humanity was not yet old enough, or... evil enough to die, so Lillith didn't need to worry about the projectiles hitting anyone.

Yet she watched as they hit the ground anyway, adding to the continued fire that surrounded the landscape.

Their Kingdom, and yet...

She glanced back at the house in worry, knowing that inside, was her... he was her Something, they were in love. They didn't have time to speak anything official, with being cast out and all, but she loved him.

And she was worried about him.

With a quick huff of air, she took steps toward their home, calming herself so that her horns dissipated and didn't hit the door frame.

She stepped in, frowning at the fact that the house was still quiet. She took steps toward the bedroom, where the door was still ajar from where she had left it.

She stood at the doorway, crinkled eyes at the technical King of Hell.

"...Luci, Honey? I'm afraid that it's past nap time... Are you planning on getting up anytime soon? Your help with adding a force field against projectiles would be truly appreciated."

She would be content with being the leading leader of Hell, thrilling, actually. But... this is his Kingdom as well, he should have some say..

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife!

13 Days and 5 Hours since they had been cast out from heaven. Lucifer wished he were joking about keeping time, but he wasn't. The angel,,,,, fallen angel, had sheets of paper all over their room with tally marks and frantic writings previously stained with tears.

He had been through a whirlwind of emotions, primarily shifting between rage and misery. Who could blame him after all this? Well, other than himself, but Lucifer knew what he was fighting for was right. Everything he stated in that hall was pure and true; the pride in his soul burned to remind him of that, to reject regrets that seemed to creep into his mind.

"...Luci, Honey?"

There was another emotion. One that pushed through most, the driving factor of his willpower and rebellion.

Adoration.

Specifically for the woman who gently called out for him in the doorway. She believed in everything he stood for and was at his side despite knowing it could lead her to banishment. They were in this together, and the seraphim couldn't just dwell on "what if"s, as much as he wanted to rot away in bed.

With a sombre sigh, the newly allocated King of Hell peeled himself out of bed. He didn't bother putting his coat on, but he did slip on his shoes, knowing how bad the land outside had gotten. As he looked towards the crack in the door, his sadened expression turned into a soft smile. Eyes still looking quite tired, however, not from lack of sleep.

"Coming, my love," he says with a slight chipperness in his voice. He may not be feeling 100%, but spending time with Lilith was always a boost in his energy.

He slipped through the crack in the door, and he visibly showed a happier expression. A hand gently took Lilith's as he lifted it up to kiss the back of it.

"Let's see if this realm wants to listen to us. It might not be paradise like I hoped for us, but it's ours." he lowered her hand and looked down the hallway in the direction of the main entrance. Lucifer winced at the sound of crashing fireballs in the distance.

"Is it as bad as yesterday?"

[melodicruler]

Lilith, frankly, had much less attachment to her past. Adam was an asshole, and the angels she had met and had to Beg to not be attached to the First Man were consistently shitty as well. She believed their sacrifices were worth it, for the ability of free will, so that people could choose how to live their lives.

So that women, like her and Eve, could choose whether to stand by men like Adam. Have that... choice. If she and Luci had to be martyrs for 'Evil' to exist, goddamn it, she would choose this path every time... yet she also understood Luci's turmoil.

She didn't understand Luci's attachment to the angels, but they were his family, and the angel had chosen her over them at the end of the day. He could've thrown her under the bus; she had already been disliked by everyone. It would have been easy to claim she had.... manipulated him into the task, but... he didn't.

Emotions down here were tough, but she tried her best to be gentle with him, understanding the turmoil. She'd support him, of course, but she was surprised by the Angel's desire to assist her today. She'd thought it would be at least another day of despair, maybe she'd get to cuddle him.

... but his smile was also.. cute.

Her face was easily covered in a pink sprinkle of flush, and her own shy smile grew as she averted her eyes. Glancing at the door and huffing quietly at the sound of flames burning the grass she had just grown, with mumbling softness growing the greenery.

She's barely understood her own magic yet, but goodness, to have it be destroyed so often was heartbreaking.

"Yes." She hummed softly, taking steps toward the door, and she wrapped her arms around Lucifer's shoulder from behind him. Resting herself slightly against him, trying to ignore the textures that she was yet to get used to.

Cuddling was much more soothing, skin to skin. Unfortunately, the usefulness of coverings was much more important in Hell. Not just for feet, but also coverings on your vessel. She wore a white lace-patterned minidress(corset vibes, almost) with sleeves that went up to her forearms. The dress itself didn't even go past her thighs, yet she begrudgingly wore a silk-feeling pair of shorts underneath the skirt, along with a strapless assortment of covering for her chest, both of these items also white in color. She also wore sandals, begrudgingly.

She protested wearing any of these things at the beginning, but with Lucifer's worry, she relented. They had no clue what Hell's air was like, if it would hurt uncovered skin. They didn't know if fire could hurt them either; there were many things that they needed to figure out about how this place worked. So she had allowed Lucifer to summon her some sort of clothing.

For now, she leaned over, resting her chin against his head, trying to ignore the twitching sensation of cloth against her shoulders.

"Keeps trying to break the roof I just built!" She informed him, scrunching up her nose in frustration. "I wish I understood my powers easier, I'm sure there's some sort of protection bubble I can make..." Grumbling to herself, hesitating as she asked this next question.

"...Have you seen any of your kind make any assortment of force field before..?" She asked gently, kissing his hair. "Fine if you haven't, darling, you're a being of creation, you probably can figure it out, I'm only wondering if we can go off by example."

No instruction manual when you're the first martyrs...