ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀❜𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕧𝕖.
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ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀❜𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕧𝕖.
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15+ Years of Experience.
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Anonymous asked:
Seizing the opportunity for a potential “harvest”, my queen?
“Hm. Someone knows their manners, it seems.”
“If this is about the capitalism plan, we’ve profited plenty over the years. Class warfare at its most palatable. Humans with too much or too little breed hatred. And dying with or acting on that hatred? Well. That just means Hell hath more power.”
“Now that capitalism has gripped humanity in shackles of their own creation, onto step two...”
“NFTs...”
Anonymous asked:
what was it like ascending to your position the first time? Was it hard?
“Aʜ... Usɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀɴɴᴇʟ ᴛᴏ ᴀsᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴏ̨ᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs, ʜᴍᴍ?”
Ever so proud of herself, she puffs her chest out, wine glass in hand with her signature smile.
“Persist for as long as I do and your measure of difficulty can change. I would imagine from a shorter lived being, anything that doesn’t come to fruition right away might seem difficult, or a fruitless effort.“
“For me, on the other hand... It can be a simple game of waiting for the right opportunity. There was a pretender who saw themself as higher than I before I took my rightful place.”
“...I approached their followers. Crushed the weak, and convinced the strong into believing what I want is what they need. It took countless years... Notch by notch. But that pretender is gone, now.”
{Lucifer}:
“AGH! We’re no closer to making any plans work as it is! Who knows why Heaven hasn’t come down after us yet?”
“…No, I do know, actually. They probably haven’t even noticed.”
“To be fair, angels are pretty stupid, ma’am. Heaven is a place full of idiots and has-beens. I think you’re worrying too much!”
She sets down a piping hot apple pie.
“You should relax with a treat for all your hard work!”
Oh, Cerberus. So sincere. Such platitudes were rather uncommon among the rest of them, and it was easy to get her affection. Yet under what appeared to be such simplicity was chaos made manifest. It’s hard for her to keep a full scowl when it’s just her.
“Working hard for a reward... Hmph. I’ll have plenty of time to celebrate once things fall into place.”
Lucifer pats all three of Cerberus’ heads.
“…I still fail to see how sending Modeus off on a midsummer’s camp is necessary.”
“Modeus wants to meet new people, Azazel wants all the notes she can get, you and Judgement are way too busy, I’d probably eat the other campgoers, Zdrada and Malina aren’t people-demons, and Pandemonica hates everyone!”
“AGH! We’re no closer to making any plans work as it is! Who knows why Heaven hasn’t come down after us yet?”
“...No, I do know, actually. They probably haven’t even noticed.”
“Oh my heavens! What would a living human be doing on Tumblr? Most unusual.”
Looking for demons.
Looking for angels.
Hello, hello~! I’m Lila, nice to meet you! Are you by chance a fan of sharply dressed demon women? Yeah, so am I, that’s why I’m out here looking for them. Would you mind giving me a hand?
If you’d be so kind, or would perhaps be interested in interacting with an independent, private, OC & Crossover friendly roleplay blog for Azazel, Heaven’s most curious angel, please give this post a Like/Reblog! Be wary of possible NSFW themes. We can’t wait to study you!
“...I still fail to see how sending Modeus off on a midsummer’s camp is necessary.”
[ H E ] + indie rp blog for he + + dont even look at me if you’re not a cute demon girl + + roleplaying since he +
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Anonymous sent:
Hello, Lucifer.
I only wanted to drop by and say that I find you to be... well, how do I say this without getting slaughtered?
I have decided to be blunt.
You’re super adorable! I love the way you are, too!
Wasn’t expecting that?
Actually, you probably were.
Also, I’m really curious and wanted to ask a question outside of the RP realm.
What got you to decide to roleplay as Lucifer? She’s my favourite character, so you may feel the same passion for her as I do.
Anyways, I apologise for just coming in unexpectedly. I’ll take my leave.
Goodbye, and I hope you have a very good morning/evening/night— timezones, am I right?
The queen of hell regarded this stranger’s ask with increasing contempt and confusion.
“...Wʜʏ ɪs ᴛʜɪs ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ?”
@helltakerhottie asked:
“Pancakes.”
“A woman after my own stomach. Give it here, darling.”
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“So, y’ gonna tear all this off me, Big L?”
Did Justice really put on the whole shebang? Yes. Did she even dye her hair and force her vision back to sell the Angel bit? Yes. Was it worth it? Probably.
At first, the sight of white fabrics caused the already on-edge Lucifer to nearly jump for a moment... Until she understood what exactly was going on. Crimson eyes glowered dangerously at the High Prosecutor, her hand rested underneath the other's chin, pulling her head so they were at eye level.
“You insist on pushing me, Justice, and my patience will run thin.”
Her hand rested on the faux angel’s collar, gripping it with force.
“You will let me enjoy this thoroughly.”
“Someone’s got mommy issues...” She’s preemptively got a foot out the door on that one.
lvsblnd:
She’s laughing hysterically at that one. “Is that a promise, Luci? Or do you wanna rephrase that one?” Justice lowered her shades just enough to wink at her for it.
“...If you dare wear such raiments around me, I’ll tear them off you myself--!”
Oh. Oh no, the fluster is making her commit-
here's a random word generator—whatever word it gives you is now the thing you are the deity of.
Lucifer, the goddess of
“Someone’s got mommy issues…” She’s preemptively got a foot out the door on that one.
“I’LL GIVE YOU MOMMY ISSUES YOU SEXY BLIND F U C K-”
“ Heavenly garb restricts you. You don’t want that. ”
Is she lying because she’s salty about heaven? Probably.
Lucifer as an Angel, yes i will make more.. just wait i guess? LMAO