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@punchedpentagram
Well, hello, Sinners!!!!
Welcome to Peggy's little Hazbin Hotel / Helluva Boss blog!! This is a sideblog btw, I can only follow you back from sourgrapelaffytaffy.
18+ only
Please see yourself to the RULES and MUSES page before heading anywhere else.
Enjoy you're stay!
MAJOR CANON DIVERGENCE
In order to have them feel more weight, the Exterminations have been happening for at least 100 years, not just 7.
hehe c:
@firstwcman said: SMOTHERS YAEL'S HEAD IN KISSES!!
"Oooohhh!!! MAMA!!!" Yael wrapped her arms around her mother, burying her face in her chest. She let herself be kissed as long as Lilith would kiss her. "I missed you! Want to see my new plants?"
Jester Lavorre The Zadash Job | The Mighty Nein 1x08
Gotta say, I can't WAIT to--
--Come down and EXTERMINATE you
sideblog, follows back from @thcsevoices Hazbin Hotel-centric multimuse @heavenslie OC/Crossover friendly Personal/Non-RP blog do not reblog
Rules
Sabrina Carpenter
Short n' Sweet Tour Los Angeles | November 16 2025
Tap tap.
The Hotel has been all a-buzz with noise since the incident, Sinners coming in droves and pulling keys from the shelves. Excitement and voices, sounds from every which way coming up and down the halls as the rooms began to fill up and folk explored the place with a happy hotelier at their tail. New voices all around, though most do their best to avoid the King's own floor.
Tap tap, tap tap.
Cacophony all around. Yet, this sound is distinct from it all, quiet yet difficult to ignore once it's noticed. It's at Lucifer's window, and it's a rhythmic tapping that sounds similar to a certain woman's knock.
Tap tap. Tap tap, tap tap, Tap tap tap.
.. .. Tap tap, Tap tap, tap tap. Tap tap tap.
Like a heartbeat tapping at his tower window all the way this high in the sky.
are you going to answer? [ starter call. ] || @punchedpentagram; lucifer!
Lucifer's body still ached all over. He hadn't brought it up to anyone. Hadn't pointed it out. Hadn't mentioned it at dinner. And no body asked. It was fine, really. He didn't want to bother Charlie or her friends. They had their own problems and their own successes to worry about now that the hotel was thriving.
Lucifer didn't like how many sinners were mucking about. He kept to his tower, letting the pain dull with each passing day and worked on his crafts.
He was working on one now, a music box, humming an old familiar tune, when he heard the rapping. He paused for a moment, waited for it to go away, and then returned to his work. He did this several times before it finally got on his nerves.
"Mmmgggh! Alright, alright!" He pushed himself away from his chest, moving through a sea of finished and unfinished projects before finally reaching the window, of which he swung open. "Alright," He said, not too loudly, "Who's out here?"
Angel obliged, barely suppressing a shiver as Husker’s hand wrapped around his thigh. Satan, how did he make those claws of his feel so soft and gentle when he wanted to? Angel scooted forward only a little awkwardly, letting his legs naturally fall open to accommodate the sinner between them… And almost screamed in frustration when Husk paused again.
Pausing his mental cursing long enough to actually listen to Husker’s request, Angel tried his best to let it roll off his back. He couldn’t help the initial twinge in his heart, but it was a rational request if he thought about it. This was his job, he was supposed to make whoever he was sleeping with feel like they were the only one, the best one, the one that ruined him for any other sexual partners ever. It had been so long since he’d had sex for real, not just for pay, that he hadn’t stopped to think that his typical over-the-top performances that audiences ate up probably wouldn’t translate well to the more intimate setting.
This is what he got for letting his dick lead instead of his brain and jumping into the first closet he saw with Husk, before they could have any of these conversations that they probably should be having before getting naked.
His upper set of arms curled around Husk’s neck, pulling him closer to nuzzle his forehead against the former Overlord’s.
“I ain’t fake with you,” he murmured, staring into Husker’s eyes in spite of every instinct screaming at him to look away, to keep the mask up. He was a star, an actor, he was supposed to be untouchable, unknowable, the one that everyone wanted but few could have.
He didn’t have to protect himself around Husker, he argued with himself. He couldn’t close himself off to making connections just because of how badly he’d been hurt. At least Husker wanted him for more than just his body, more than just bragging rights. Angel drew a shaky breath, smiling shyly at the bartender.
“I’m off th’ clock, Whiskers. If ya were makin’ me fake it, I’d just kick ya out.”
Husker's fur fluffed up around him, a toothy smile spreading across his face. "I know," He reassured, that smile disappearing only so that he could resume his kisses across Angel's slender neck. Their heated romp in the closet had taken a slower pace, but Husker was determined to stoke the fires again.
One finger slid inside of Angel's entrance and reality hit Husker like a truck. He was inside Angel. Soon, he'd be in more ways than this. His dick twitched at the thought of having the warmth of Angel completely envelope him.
"Oh, fuck, Angel..." The finger pumped carefully to and fro, and he couldn't help but quickly adding a second. There, he spread his fingers wide, curling them in tightly. He explored the depths of Angel that he wanted to for months. Ever since he first realized that there was something deeper in his feelings.
Husker's half-lidded, lustful eyes glanced up to meet Angel's face. "That feel good?" He asked, his voice rumbling with tamed want and desire.
Striking like a snake, was he? Lilith didn't repress the dark little giggle echoing in her throat, only feeling more encouraged to brace for impact with her fingers curling around the nice, smooth edges of the table sides and drumming them in a musical pattern. One leg oh-so-innocently reaches up to hook itself on his hip as her head tilts to the side, a river of blond gushing over her shoulder. Pay no mind to the sneaky lock of hair swimming down and slithering up one of his legs.
"You have been going through a lot, haven't you? My poor Star of the Morning." A cool palm cups his cheek, stroking it with her thumb in circles before trickling down to the side of his neck and smoothing outward. "Such stress has been weighed on these strong shoulders of yours," to which she gives a squeeze, teasing with her nails pressing through the fabric. "I can only imagine the build-up you've endured. Anything that I can do to help lighten the load, anything at all, it's yours for the asking. ♫"
A purr rumbled through Lucifer's throat at Lilith's wandering hands. Already, he felt a little lighter; a little more at peace, but there was a part of Lilith that got him riled up. Well --- there were several parts of her that got him riled up ...
He let himself be engulfed by her, fully knowing that the melding of their bodies wouldn't be that far behind. One hand slid down her back, cupping the small of her waist before the other snaked up to her face. Delicately, he dragged a thumb over her bottom lip.
"You could kiss me? That, I think I'd really like ...."
thinking about his little cheek circles and his fun little flight patterns when he was trying to intimidate vox during vox populi lol
"You guys pay too much attention to those no good jerk sinners. Why even give them the time of day?"
Yael is set up!! Here's her bio, she's gonna be here to just hang out with her sisters and be a cute little tease.
"We are not attracted to selfish assholes!"
"Oh, you're -- you're seriously not still mad are you? I've already said sorry --- like two times!"
Gooseflesh raced wildly up Lilith's neck and set the tips of her pointy ears to burn, vibrant blush setting the entirety of her face aflame. Suddenly, her stomach was filled with the old, mad fluttering of bats and the tight coiling of snakes around her insides, squeezing tight and reviving the First Woman from Eden; blindsided by the loving confession of a proud and dedicated dreamer.
O tender bells, she was that Lilith again. It'd been so long.. She forgot what it was like to be brushed with those feelings again. The same smile broke out too, matched with the eyes that glowed with warmth.
"Kiss me."
A huge smile burst onto Lucifer's face. As if kiss me was the greatest news he'd ever heard in his life. A set of six wings suddenly burst from his back, lifting his feet from the floor to be eye to eye with Lilith. His height with her had never bothered him, it was never even a second thought, but he remembered how much he liked meeting her at her level.
Cupping her face gently with his hands, a joyful laugh suddenly burst from Lucifer's chest. "H - HA HA!" and he kissed her. His wife. For the first time in many, many years. It was a short, sweet little peck, from which he pulled back with a smile.
And then he kissed her again and again. Peppering her face with a litter of kisses. Between each gasping "Lilith! My Lilly. My love, my light!"
