#hellsbroadcaster

[xluciifer]

@hellsbroadcaster @blitzs @polaroidxcamera @erthlyheavn @isforever

Simps, the lot of you. Too bad you're not gonna get him even though I find his voice reeeally easy to wriiite. Heh heh, enjoy my Pomni like the true followers you are. ❤️💙

[sixwingedmercy]

9.10, & 11!

9.Favorite three icons of your muse

Tumblr didn't want me to put these side to side! lol

10.How do you feel about the interpretation of your character vs the fandom?

Well, this is an unpopular opinion I feel, but I feel that the fandom portrays her being far too childlike and bordering on unintelligent at times. They seem to forget that she is an higher ranked angel who has been around for a very long time and who is a grown ass adult. True, there are adults like can be childish and unintelligent, but she's just not one of them. Do you think if she was Sera would allow her to participate in what she does? Like, the court case.

11 .What’s a thread you’d like to do in the near future?

I'd love to roleplay something really dark regarding Emily for sure. Everyone has really been so nice to her, it would be a nice change of pace for someone to not be. lol

[lilitophidian]

Plotted starter for ; @hellsbroadcaster

Word spread quickly throughout Hell, especially if you found yourself on the path of nobility. One desired attention or appreciation to have the courage to broadcast cries over the airways.

Naturally, the queen took note. It was her responsibility to keep an eye on the levels of the pits in case someone appeared in the spotlight while she took her proper place next to Lucifer. Not that he was doing anything but creating ducks and weeping into the apple pies he was baking. He met the housewife qualifications while the mistress of the moon played the part of the working husband.

Why should it be any other way?

It was fortunate for this fresh spirit to attract the attention of someone like her. Or....Maybe it wasn't luck at all and he'd be fucked.

Here she was, visiting the site of the frequency's birth. She made a sheer appearance in the shadowy region of his radio tower as she briefly observed him.

" Why, hello there. It is wonderful to finally meet you, and I suppose this is an unexpected greeting... But you wanted some form of attention, did you not? "

The voice was melodious as she took a step closer, her slitted eyes looking at him. Wonder swept across her face as she ignored the other overlords, attempting to climb the ladder. This one was swift and intelligent enough to get his way, and she could appreciate that. On first impression, he did not appear to be a barbarian. Thus, they may get along just fine.

" I'm sure you're wondering why the Queen of Hell is in your little creative space... You can tell that I have developed a keen interest in you. In addition, I may have some opportunities to present to you. If you are so interested. "

This is one of those occasions where you should trust your instincts and avoid sabotaging yourself.

But who in their right mind would refuse such a talk with someone so graceful and powerful?

[dark-ambition]

@hellsbroadcaster continued from X.

Pentious sat motionless from the other side of the table, talons holding the mug of coffee carefully, steadily, the brew on the inside a much lighter color, so much so that the brown hue was almost tinged white, having been mixed steadily with a heavy amount of both liquid cream and sugar, the drink still steaming softly with heat. His eyes did not leave Alastor’s own for a moment, his lips curled down into a frown of steady suspicion, wary and filled with a deeper, poisonous anger, one born of days past of humiliating defeats, of words, thorny and barbed, sinking deep into his visage like brambles. His gaze was filled with that same anger, that same poise as a growling beast who has yet to fully bare their fangs and snarl, prepped to strike should danger rear its head in the deer’s ominous visage. As Alastor spoke, his pupils thin ever so slightly, and the long flowing locks of his hair, stretching down his back, twitch and shudder in the faintest of motions, producing a rattling akin to a snake of the same name shaking its tail. A threat, and yet also a warning.

“…Twenty five timessss. Twenty five timesss over the lassst ninety one years.” His words were a small, but low growl, clearly revealing some of the rage at the very idea of Alastor being so careless as to not remember the times they did battle. His tail flicks faintly across the floor, a sweeping motion that makes a slow scraping sound as his scales grind against the wooden floor.

[lilithisms]

@hellsbroadcaster liked for a starter

' i'm hearing that you are helping my darling daughter with her redemption project. i do hope you are keeping her out of much trouble as possible. i know she can be a bit of a bit . . . charismatic at times. '

[xluciifer]

If Alastor gifted Lucifer duck NSNJSKS

He's literally cringing. Not even hiding it. What in the UNHOLY FUCK has he done to it???

[xluciifer]

My muse(s) at @hellsbroadcaster @blitzs @holoharbinger: I can fix him.

[xluciifer]

@hclluvahctel @blitzs @hellsbroadcaster

WHY DO Y'ALL WANT LUCIFER TO HAVE A WHORE ERA????