#hellshoncho

[damnedrainbows]

Alastor just smirking. “Niffty my dear, allow me to make that paddle even bigger.”

Magic expands the thing, making it even bigger than her.

[hclluvahctel-aa]

@hellshoncho replied: Luci vc: I do, of course. You think I'd let him?

"YOU THINK I'D LET YOU?!"

[afelldemon]

@hellshoncho asked: "Why is it you're everywhere I want to go?"

Alastor refuses to allow his teeth to stop showing as his eyes narrow at Lucifer. He can take comfort in the fact that his smile cannot falter even in the fallen angel's presence, at least. Through the sound of thick static, there's a barely audible mumbling. "Que Dieu le censure, nous prions humblement...."

The Radio Demon's neck twists as the sound of static cuts out for a moment, only to return with the sound of his voice. "Why, I'm surprised you want to go anywhere, my good sir! You were perfectly comfortable locking yourself away with your toys for so long."

Hands tucked behind his back, Alastor leans down to bring himself closer to eye level with Lucifer, even as he maintains that sizeable difference so that he continues to loom. "You seem so frustrated, after all. Wouldn't it be nice to just slink back to your hole where you belong?"

[angelacts]

of all the sinners to run into at the bar - angel can't stop the sigh that leaves his puffed chest. the original sinner himself - lucifer. his mismatched gaze hits husk as he slides up to a bar stool. it's not like he's been trying to actively avoid him, he does live here now, there's no escaping that. on the other hand, his presence in the hotel makes charlie happy and confident. angel would bear it with a smile. lucifer is just so damn awkward to talk to. it felt like nails against a chalkboard.

"hey, whiskers, how 'bout ya leave a bottle of vodka for me?" he smirks and winks at the feline. this earns an eyeroll but it's worth seeing the knowing grin on husk's face. when the bottle is placed down, it's then that angel turns towards the light bringer. "hard day @hellshoncho?" he starts and pauses to scratch the back of his head. he's actually considering his words. he pulls a shot glass from over the counter and slides it towards his companion. switching tactics now. "can angels even get drunk? do they even have alcohol behind those pearly gates?" he manages a smile. small and genuine.

[hazmoonxmuses]

@hellshoncho​ // x

Laughter unfurls from the Queen as she lets him begin to guide her with such tenderness. Escorting her like she was the most precious thing. Speaking such honeyed words to her. “I’d argue you’ve done that to me,” she’d retort near breathlessly.

Gliding across the floor and moving to sit upon their bed with the cleanest grace, a sigh brushes passed her onyx lips. “I apologize, love ... I’ve been helping redecorate the halls portraits this afternoon. I thought things needed to be changed and given a ‘fresh coat of paint’ as it were ... You know me, it’s hard not to stay busy.”

[hclluvahctel-aa]

" Hey there, demons. It's me, ya boi! " - for any muse of your choosing. hehe

"MY BOI?" THE DEMON DRAWLED, amusement laced in his tone. "My, my, Mr Morningstar, I had no idea you CARED. "

[hazb1nz]

      "Stop looking at me like that."

      FEATURES    TIGHTEN    AS    GRIN    WIDENS    IN    REPLY    ;    had he been staring at the king of hell while imagining how satisfying it would be to devour an angel    (    fallen or not    –    one would taste more like barbecue    ,    would that be considered a delicacy    ?    )    alastor certainly thought so.    static nestled in the demon’s throat    ,    something akin to a purr as he leaned in closer    ,    chin resting against his fist.

      ❛❛    like    .    .    .    what    ?    ❜❜    wicked grin remains plastered there    ,    enjoying each & every second he could make someone squirm    –    the @hellshoncho of hell    :    a special present    ,    just for his own entertainment.    ❛❛    do tell    ,    your majesty    ,    does an angel’s blood stain    ?    ❜❜    another crackle of static.    he would hate to get a single spot on his immaculate wardrobe.

[rockange]

@hellshoncho sent : "I could kill you with a thought. But I’d rather speak with you first."

"kill me?" adam snorts at that, his face glitching as he laughs at what lucifer said before a grin spreads across his face. "fine, fine. I'll bite. what do you want to, UGH, talk about?"

he'd entertain this, if only because lucifer did hold the same power that adam had (with lucifer being far stronger than him).