#grlhell

[blitzs]

@grlhell , verosika ; "i hate how much i still love you, even after all the pain you've caused me."

still... still ? he isn't quite sure he heard that part right, so he just stares back her ; wide-eyed and brows knitting together in confusion. despite everything, the guilt of how he left verosika that night still ate away at him on those lonely nights where he would spiral into his own drunken solo pity party on the couch. it was one of his biggest regrets leaving her alone that night. had he been more honest with himself and broke down those walls he so desperately kept up all these years, things could have been different between them. they could have had a life together.

"you still...?" he cuts himself off with a shake of his head, still unable to even say that word around her. that familiar anxiety in his chest rose as her words finally settled into his mind. "fuck... ver, you can't just— you shouldn't love me. you deserve someone better than me."

[blitzs]

i wanna deck those halls 💋

"are we celebrating sinsmas early?"

[deathanqel]

@grlhell , charlie ; "we can't keep doing this"

"can't we?" the hand that rested on her knee slid up to her mid-thigh. his gloved fingertips brushed against the hem of her dress, threatening to slip under the fabric and explore more of her skin. it had become a habit the two of them had formed. charlie would make her weekly visit to heaven under the guise of the two working on her plan to save her beloved sinners, and their 'meetings' would always lead to charlie finding her way onto his lap. his hand gives a gentle squeeze to the flesh of her thigh as his gaze bores into hers. "give me one good reason why we can't."

[blitzs]

@grlhell , charlie ; "stop saying i'm not taking this seriously!"

"then start taking it seriously" he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose before continuing the sales pitch. blitz had thought seeing charlie during the live taping of her segment with katie killjoy had been some divine intervention. did he think he plan was stupid? well, yes, but he admired that she was someone who thought outside of the box. surely someone like that would find his business interesting enough for her guests, but it seemed her bubbly demeanor and overly positive outlook wasn't just an act. she really believed in this whole redemption thing. which meant blitz was going to have to work even harder to sell this idea to her.

"think about it this way: if your guests hire me to kill whatever pathetic humans they want revenge on, then they'll no longer be hellbent on revenge. and if they're no longer hanging onto the past, then just maybe they'll actually want to redeem themselves instead of just taking advantage of the fact that you're letting these fucking losers stay here for rent free."

[blitzs]

@grlhell , ariel ; "i can't help the way i feel about you, even though i know it's wrong."

"wrong? the fuck does that mean?" he takes a step back, creating distance between them. this can't be the pattern blitz has doomed himself to. getting too close to anyone of higher status than him always ended up with them eventually realizing how embarrassing it must feel to be seen with an imp. "don't tell me you're hung up on some hierarchy bullshit. i didn't expect you of all people to give a shit about that, but i guess that makes me the idiot for thinking better of you."

his tail whips from side to side as the anger only builds. years of being looked down on by others seemed to come rising to the surface as he stared back at her. even in her fallen state, it was clear that her ethereal beauty wasn't of hell. he was foolish to think a creature of divinity would ever see him as an equal. "don't think you're any better than me just because you're a fucking angel. you fell, remember? you're not some goetia royalty, you're living in a shitty hotel while the princess of hell feeds you bullshit about salvation. from where i stand, you're worse off than i am."

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@grlhell , verosika ; "I hate how much I still love you, even after all the pain you've caused me." / prompt

still... still ? he isn't quite sure he heard that part right, so he just stares back her ; wide-eyed and brows knitting together in confusion. despite everything, the guilt of how he left verosika that night still ate away at him on those lonely nights where he would spiral into his own drunken solo pity party on the couch. it was one of his biggest regrets leaving her alone that night. had he been more honest with himself and broke down those walls he so desperately kept up all these years, things could have been different between them. they could have had a life together.

❝ you still...? ❞ he cuts himself off with a shake of his head, still unable to even say that word around her. that familiar anxiety in his chest rose as her words finally settled into his mind. ❝ fuck... ver, you can't just— you shouldn't love me. you deserve someone better than me. ❞

[deathanqel]

let's discuss how the hierophant ( upright ) & death ( reversed ) represents azrael. while hierophant ( reversed ) & death ( upright ) represent ariel ( @grlhell ). although az is obviously intertwined with death, in tarot the death card actually represents change and not literal death.

death ( upright ) — endings, change, transformation, transition

hierophant ( reversed ) — personal beliefs, freedom, challenging the status quo

ariel is in the process of falling after having her beliefs challenged when charlie comes to heaven and shows that angel is redeemable. she's been dependent on her brother her entire life and for once, she's witnessed something that has challenged the beliefs he has instilled on her.

the arrival of sir pentious after his second death in hell is the final piece to the puzzle and what ultimately causes her downfall as she's finally faced with proof that God's decisions aren't always just and that sinners can be redeemed.

hierophant ( upright ) — spiritual wisdom, religious beliefs, conformity, tradition, institutions

death ( reversed ) — resistance to change, personal transformation, inner purging

although he doesn't view himself as higher than God, he views himself higher than other angels. as the wielder of death and the one who personally escorts souls from earth to heaven and hell, he sees himself as God's right-hand and believes His decision of a soul's final destination to be just and set in stone.

so when charlie comes to heaven, he takes great offense to her little project. after all, he is the one escorting souls and he has seen all of God's decisions first-hand. even after the arrival of sir pentious, he still holds strong in his beliefs and refuses to accept being wrong. it's only after ariel falls that he finally started to question God's will, but by then it's too late to save his sister.

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@grlhell , verosika ; “ fuck me like you love me. ” / prompt

❝ what is this, some new roleplay fantasy of yours? ❞ the pair had been mid-kiss and already stripped down to their underwear on top of the dingy motel mattress. the demand catches him by surprise, pulling an awkward laugh from him. he hadn't taken her for the type to even want some sappy vanilla sex. it was never their style. everything was a whirlwind of heightened intensity between them. even down to their small talk, it was quick ; a constant rapid-fire exchange of witty banter. every playful jab at her, she gave right back without hesitation. so for her to want something slower, more passionate, it was uncharted territory for them. ❝ well if that's what gets you wet, then fuck it. ❞

blitz moves at what felt like a snail's pace to him. a hand coming up to caress her cheek. the moment his gaze met hers, it felt too real to him. he was quick to avert his eyes, focusing on the heart-shaped beauty mark on her cheek instead as his thumb traced over it. he leaned in, continuing where they had left off only with a much slower, gentler kiss. lips trailed down her jaw to the junction of her neck. he had to restrain himself from sinking his teeth into her skin, it was almost second nature for him to mark her so carelessly. so he keeps trailing kisses down to her shoulder, moving her bra strap out of the way before finally reaching behind her to make quick work of unclasping her bra.

he tosses the garment somewhere off to the side, uncaring of where it lands as he's focused back on the crook of her neck, now allowing himself to leave a small bite. nothing that breaks the skin or leaves behind a mark, just enough teeth to tease her. his lips move up, just below her ear and pressing one last kiss there ❝ lie back. ❞