One Hellish Collection

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[onehellishcollection]

𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

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[hells-greatestdad]

He'd chuckle a bit in response to the affection, pulling his face out of her grasp with the (gentle) clutching of her wrists.

"I just hope it works out better for her than it did for myself..." He'd say, expression falling. All his ideals ever did were bring about ruin, cold hard reality crashing around him. "She takes after you, too, you know." The fallen expression rising again. "Stubborn." Of course, he means that in the best way possible, even as the tease of a cheeky grin arises on his features.

[onehellishcollection]

.·:*¨༺ ☾ ༻¨*:·. "Oh, stubborn, hm? Is that all I am?" Lilith chuckled, placing her hands on her hips. "And here I thought I had other wonderful features! Like an unmatched voice for singing, great organizational skills, the ability to see the true depth of how wonderful my husband is, my exceptionally strong will--..." Her voice trailed off a minute as she paused.

"...That would be stubbornness, wouldn't it?" she admitted with an almost shy giggle, realizing she'd walked right into that one fairly quickly and easily. Giving a dramatic sigh, Lilith all but collapsed onto Lucifer, draping her arms over his shoulders as she pressed her cheek to his.

.·:*¨༺ ☾ ༻¨*:·. "Is all I gave her really just stubbornness?" the queen all but whined. "She looks just like you, she has that same sparkle and shine about her that drew me to you, she could be your little clone!" She sighed, again. "No one could ever even guess that I'm her mother!"

It was an act; she was being purposefully being playfully dramatic just to toy with Lucifer.

[onehellishcollection]

∅ (Charlie)

For My Muse's Opinion About Yours

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙✩*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ . "Hm, what I think about Dad...?" She idly tapped her chin in thought, mulling over words, feelings, memories. There were too many to name, too complicated to express. What was safe to say and what wasn't? What would be understandable and what would offend? And how willing was she to be blatantly truthful, or was a softer approach the better tactic?

Definitely the thing of headaches and anxiety.

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙✩*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ . "Well, you're gentle. Kind. We have our problems, sure, but I know you love me!" Gentle honesty. That was the approach she was going to take, even if some parts of truth weren't always happy or left a person only with good feelings. To do anything less was too close to maliciously lying and she couldn't bring herself to do so.

"You hold yourself back because... Well, I can't say for certain, but I think it's because you're afraid of getting hurt, again, or worse: Hurting someone you love. So, you withdraw. You don't let yourself even take joy in all the good things you've accomplished. Perhaps that's because you only see the worst of what human souls do with free will." Loosely, Charlie wrapped her arms around herself, letting out a soft sigh. "Your gift to the world is so much more than what you're allowed to see, so you tell yourself it was only bad and that you only did bad.

"But, that's not how I see it!" She shook her head, emphatically, letting her arms fall back down to her sides as she squared her shoulders. "I see the good in what you gave them! Even in this place meant for punishment, no one's wholly evil. I constantly see Sinners performing acts of kindness for one another, even without my help or encouragement, because that's human nature. That's the nature you gave to them. Yes, they have the choice to make some bad decisions, but the freedom in that? The freedom to choose the route a person can walk of their own volition? Dad, that's incredible! No sunshine and no rainbows would have such beauty if no darkness existed."

Stepping forward, she took Lucifer's hands in her own, gently squeezing. "We argue because you don't want me to be hurt the same way you were and I know that. But, we're doing better and we're growing together. What more could a person ask for from their parent? You have a strength and fire in you that even you forgot exist, but I know they're still there. And I'll be here to help you find them, if and when you're ready. I think you're one of the most amazing people to ever be created, Dad. One hundred percent."

[sphinxmemesmusings]

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[onehellishcollection]

(Cont. from here. @secondwom4n)

✧༺𓆩༻✧ Heavy was the sigh that tore its way out of the man who was 'king' only in name. He could play pretend all he wanted, but Hell stopped being Lucifer's domain a long, long time ago. There had been dreams to shape it, make it less horrific for those intended to suffer there, but his spark had gone out. Too many tortured souls crossed his path, too much pain, too much sadness.

He couldn't help the people he most wanted to save. A shining example stood before him, even now.

"...For what it's worth, I didn't intend this," Lucifer breathed, rolling his shoulders as he tried to ease some of the heavy burden of guilt weighing him down. "Not for you, not for anyone. I thought... life could be better for humans if you were given the chance to do as you please, to dream and live freely."

He paused, crimson irises dragging from the ground to meet Eve's own gaze. In his opinion, she was just as stunning as the day they first met.

Another beautiful soul, suffering because of his thoughtless actions.

"I'm sorry, Eve." It was hard to speak. Lucifer's throat wanted to close up, to choke away words he didn't think he had the right to say. After all, why in the world would she have ever wanted an apology from the Devil? "I'm glad you were able to make good with your time alive. You built a wonderful family, all, um, 'tragedies' aside." Yeah, Cain killing Abel wasn't the best, but that was a topic for a different time.

"You're more resilient than anyone gives you credit for. You survived a world entirely unknown to humanity at the time. And yet..." He glanced around them with another heavy sigh. "Yet here you are, no rewards for the victories you accomplished. I--... I'm so sorry."

[wonderful-rp-resources]

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[onehellishcollection]

"Maybe I should just go home." (Lucifer) @ Charlie

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙✩*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ . "...Dad?" The utterance had been sudden, not anything she was expecting. Safe to say, it threw Charlie off, catching her by surprise. "What do you mean? What are you talking about?"

Turning to fully face him, she wondered if her imagination was running wild. Did Lucifer look tired? Worn out? Or was she over analyzing, again? It was all she could do to keep her hands to herself and not to immediately get frantic. Charlie had had enough lessons from what immediate panic could and would do and she was tired of all those messes she'd made.

"Are you feeling okay?" she finally asked after a moment of mulling over what to say, what to do, and what not to say or do. "You can talk to me. Always. You know that, right?"

Maybe he didn't know that. She hadn't been the best to him or anyone else, really. Charlie had thought she was a better listener, but, well. There was enough evidence to suggest she still needed to learn how.

[firstmanofrock-deactivated20260]

WHOOF. He was not expecting Lute to actually catch up to him, let alone manage to stomp on him. Fate had been tempted and mistakes had clearly been made. Yeah, maybe he shouldn't have given Lute the finger when he couldn't follow through with his ego.

Adam screamed as they somehow plummeted even faster, the ground quickly approaching. "LOOK! I'M SORRY OK! I FUCKED UP!" Fucking up was the understatement of the year, but at least an apology had been forced out of him?

SHITSHITSHITSHIT.

He was going to eat dirt, wasn't he? It wouldn't be the first time he had plummeted to the ground, but that didn't make SLAMMING FACE FIRST INTO THE GROUND any less unpleasant!

[onehellishcollection]

⋆｡˚✴︎⋆⚔︎⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ For a beat of silence, Lute let it seem like she was going to fully follow through with slamming Adam into the ground. However, an apology, however forced, did pass his lips and forgiveness was unconditional. Well, the forgiveness she had for him was unconditional, at least. So, it was with a heavy grunt of a sigh that she let up, fanning out her wings so they caught the air and lifted her off of him.

⋆｡˚✴︎⋆⚔︎⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ "If you don't wanna smack into the ground, I'd suggest you do something about it!" Lute shouted after Adam, crossing her arms over her chest as she let herself drop down to solid ground, of course controlled and slow enough to simply land on her feet instead of falling. With how hard she rolled her eyes when she glanced at Adam, it almost gave her a migraine.

"At least conduct yourself with some grace," she grumbled under her breath.

[secondwom4n]

The second woman just continues to blink, feeling as though the blows are being served to her, especially as Lilith seems to show up at the perfect opportunity too. Eve stands there, eyebrow raised, trying to believe if this was actually happening or someone was pulling a funny joke on her right now. Where was the camera?

"I think both you and I have a difference of opinion on my creation. I wasn't created to be a servant to Adam as you and whoever else keeps spreading this propaganda may think! I was his companion! Dare I say his equal. How is that such a bad thing?!" She takes a hold of the poster on the wall and crumbles it up into a ball, throwing it to the ground and stomping upon it for good measure.

Eve knew how her husband could come off to others, and especially the history between him and Lilith. Ohh...that was a whole other thing and not her right to step into, but when it came to Eve's reputation as a person: a wife and a mother, she did not like the false stories told about her.

Realizing how she must sound, she paused, glancing at Lilith a bit shyly now. "Then again...you're right about the fact we hardly knew each other to begin with. Hey there, Lilith. How's it going?"

[onehellishcollection]

.·:*¨༺ ☾ ༻¨*:·. It was somehow endearing to see Eve act out like that, tearing the poster down and showing it whose its boss was. Perhaps like watching a loved one do their damnedest to prove how wrong the world around them was. It earned a small chuckle from Lilith, though she did try to mask it as best as she could. She didn't want to give the wrong impression, of course!

"It's going... as well as one could expect," she replied after a moment, only a little uncomfortable. Small talk was difficult when every answer could lead to more personal questions. Personal answers from her had a tendency to either spark ire or pity and neither were anything she cared a single bit about. "As I assume the same could be said for you?" An attempt at an olive branch.

.·:*¨༺ ☾ ༻¨*:·. "And I meant no disrespect or insult. It's an objective observation." Lilith shrugged her shoulders. "Because I wouldn't lie beneath him, you were crafted from his being so that you would be more... agreeable. It doesn't mean you were without value or a will of your own. I think that's where most people trip up. They forget that you chose free will. You chose to grow and change." Pausing a moment, she crossed her arms loosely, meeting Eve's gaze, unflinchingly.

"I admire that you still love him," she breathed. "It was something I just couldn't do. I'm... glad that he has you. As, ah... horrible as he can be, misguided, stupid, pigheaded, infuria--Oh!" Lilith covered her hand with her mouth, before letting out a bit of an awkward giggle, cheeks becoming rosy in color rather quickly.

"Sorry. Old habits," she said with a roll of her eyes, in good humor. "Anyways, regardless, I don't think he's evil and I think I would like to get to know the woman who could do all I couldn't."

[onehellishcollection]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ I've been a bit absent because I caught a cold. I have threads drafted so I don't lose them, but for now, please bear with me! I feel awful.

[hollowprompts]

🤐 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴. 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 (+ 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦) 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦.

🕊️ 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞

01. gently brushing the other's hair out of their face to tuck behind their ear. 02. wrapping a blanket around their shoulders from behind. 03. brushing tears off of their cheeks. 04. reaching out hesitantly before resting a hand on their back. 05. placing a cup of tea or coffee in front of them. 06. sitting beside them while they are asleep to watch over them. 07. sharing silence with them. 08. pulling them into a tight hug. 09. writing something quietly and passing them the note. 10. fixing a piece of their clothing carefully.

🔥 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

01. staring at them in silence for a long moment before walking away. 02. slamming a door shut without explanation. 03. packing their things up, slowly and deliberately. 04. breathing sharply through their nose and refusing to meet their eyes. 05. cleaning something obsessively in silence.

🥀 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

01. running their thumb over the others bottom lip slowly. 02. standing just a little too close, enough to feel each others breath. 03. grazing their knuckles along the other's hip or thigh in passing. 04. undoing the top button of their shirt while holding eye contact. 05. leaning in like they're going to kiss and then pausing shyly. 06. sliding a hand under their chin to tilt their head up.

[secondwom4n]

Open Starter

Eve squints, seeing this saying plastered everywhere. “Be a Lilith, never an Eve. What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” She scoffs. “Rude much. What in the heck did I do to deserve that?”

She knows the answer, but won’t say it.

[onehellishcollection]

.·:*¨༺ ☾ ༻¨*:·. Sad. It was sad. Genuinely. Just catching sight of Eve made her chest feel tight, but the fact Eve was looking at those posters? Well, shame was always a burden to carry, to say the very, very least. It hadn't been Lilith who had come up with the slogan, but she should have voiced opposition to it, loudly.

As far as she was concerned, Eve had not a single drop of fault within her. Not for anything that got her thrown out of Eden. That fault lied elsewhere.

.·:*¨༺ ☾ ༻¨*:·. "You were created to serve. People continually forget you had no choice in your creation." Lilith approached slowly, cautiously, and made sure to keep a respectable distance. She'd no idea how Eve would react. There was enough expected bad blood between them; despite what people thought of her, Lilith didn't actually want to cause unnecessary discourse. Not with Eve.

"Hello, love. I would say it's been far too long, but... Well, we hardly knew one another to begin with." Nothing more than a passing glance. Lucifer had been the one to interact with Eve. Lilith had been in the background, having harbored so much silent hatred, unfairly, for a woman that followed her design without knowing any better. Back then, Lilith faulted Eve for submitting to Adam.

She had since grown far past that. Eve didn't ask for anything that was given to her nor for what duties she was expected to adhere to and uphold. It took a long time for Lilith to come around to be able to fully recognize that.

[onehellishcollection]

What Patron Saint Are You?

Patron Saint of Lost Faith

Patron Saint of leaving it by the roadside. Patron Saint of it slipping out of your fingers. Patron Saint of searching and searching. Patron Saint of yearning for it back. Patron Saint of scraping your fingers down to the bone trying to hold onto it. Patron Saint of losing it anyway. Saint of Lost Faith. Not the Saint of Getting It Back.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR CARRYING/BEING CARRIED *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

all right! up you get!

i'm going to carry you, of course.

stop squirming! i'm losing my grip on you!

you're safe in my arms.

can you walk on it?

maybe i need to carry you there.

i don't want to be carried.

no! i can walk just fine by myself!

you're a lot lighter than i expected.

falling asleep in my arms, are we?

how long was i out?

have you been carrying me this whole time?

i don't remember being picked up.

this was your master plan all along, wasn't it.

have i been sleeping this whole time?

no! put me down!

can you at least be a bit more gentle when you lift me?

i could get used to this.

if you need a break, you can set me down.

you pretended to twist your ankle just so i would carry you.

i didn't ask you to carry me.

you're quite handsome at this angle.

if i'm not careful, you'll ask to be carried everywhere.

are you comfortable like this? i can switch arms.

could you put me down?

ow! that hurts when you move like that!

you can put me down right here.

just lay me down over there.

please don't tell anybody you did this.

if they find out i let someone carry me, i'm dead.

well, this is a bit awkward.

you're very warm, you know.

you smell nice.

you can go to sleep if you'd like. it's okay.

let me get you somewhere safe.

oh no. i'm not climbing on your back.

just stay quiet. i've got you.

you look rather beautiful all curled up in my arms.

i don't think i can walk that far.

we will never speak of this arrangement again.

just tell them i hurt my leg.

stop smiling down at me!

apparently my shoulder makes for a good pillow.

would you do me a favor and pick me up?

i'm not sure i can walk all the way.

i appreciate you helping me out in this way.

stop smirking at me. i see you.

no, i don't like this! i'm humiliated!

i won't let anything happen to you here.

do you do this often? twist your ankle just to make someone else carry you?

how about a piggyback ride?

[wabbyhazzy]

Apple core trend with Adam and Eve

[oceansprompts]

RP MUSE VALENTINE’S APPLICATION.

your name:

Romantic or platonic?:

A night in or dinner out or an activity?:

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?:

What's your perfect date?:

Would you cook for me?:

Would you let me cook for you?:

Can we make-out?:

Make out in private or in public?:

Do you like to cuddle?:

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?:

Couch or bed?:

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?:

Tell me something about you no else knows:

Why do you want to be my valentine?:

What makes you a good Valentine?:

[memesomething]

rejection and support

for muses who are just Very Reactive. maybe receiver will misinterpret! maybe they'll interpret it just fine and know what the sender means (if they're trying to Be Supportive). but here are some opportunities to feel unwanted

"Do you want some space?"

"Should I go?"

"I don't know how to help you."

"This isn't really my area of expertise."

"Have you thought about speaking to a therapist about this?"

"That sounds really hard to deal with."

"Is me being here helping?"

"I can't stay if you're gonna keep doing this."

"I can't stay, I have [work/etc]."

"Do you know what I've sacrificed for you?"

"There is so much I'd give you if you'd just let me."

"You're always like this."

"You never let me do anything for you."

"God, just let me do it. Just this once."

"I don't want you to feel alone, but..."

"I'm so tired of this."

"Can you just listen for once?"

"I shouldn't have come."

"I shouldn't have asked you."

"This wasn't a good idea."

"Maybe I should just go home."

"What do you want from me?"

"It doesn't seem like you want me here."

"[Name], I would do anything for you."

"You never ask!"

"I'm not sitting here listening to this."