#pxppinmolly

[hellhoundmuses]

@pxppinmolly asked: ""What   do   you   want   from   me?" @pxppinmolly demon verse for Caden ? <3"

From: Tension Line Starters || Accepting!

The hellhound narrowed his eyes, ever so slowly her way, as he heard her ask the question. In most cases, he normally could find a way to start bargaining for information, to get something he wanted from someone whether or not they wanted to originally share it with him or not. This felt... different than something like that though. Caden knew what he was doing at Ozzie's, he was there specifically for information.

The fact that it hadn't been for someone who just happened to be a patron was what threw him off. Molly was not someone he would have guessed would have had information on Overlords, but at the same time, it didn't surprise him that much to be honest. After he had picked her out in Ozzie's he had to imagine there would have been countless number of Overlords who had spoken with her and gotten close in the past. Whether or not this would be a good thing for Caden?

He couldn't say. Sure, he was normally able to do well as a bounty hunter, but he just didn't... feel like this was normally a position he could be bargaining in. But she seemed to be... receptive to the idea. That was better than some people he had interacted with in the past, a lot of people had brushed the canine off at first.

So this was already a good step in the right direction.

❝I'd like as much information as yer able to give me,❞ he remarked and tapped his claws against the bar top for a few moments, his eyes returning to a more normal position after a few moments of him watching her. He wasn't... trusting of her, to be frank. He knew he was toward the bottom of society for Hell's class structure, he knew there was always a danger of people not wanting to share anything with him because of what he did...

But if Molly could share some information about the target he was going after? It would help him out immensely.

❝Guy I'm after is named Veyra Thryss. Looks like he has a lot of snake features, acts as an Overlord forcin' people into some stupid fightin' ring he has goin' on in the Greed Ring to make a quick soul... keeps people chained to the contract until they fail in a fight, then he, well... ya' could guess what happens,❞ he remarks softly as he pulls a picture out of the snake-like demon and slides it across to her. It was clear he was pretty noticeable, seeming to be covered in black clothes and a top hat, bits of yellow mixed into the clothes and across his scales, the rest of the scales seeming to be a dull grey color.

❝I heard through the grapevine that ya' might have some info about the guy, thanks to some of yer... past work,❞ he nodded, ❝I just want any and all information yer able to provide me. I'm workin' with just a photo right now, so... anythin' would be appreciated in trackin' them down.❞

[wolfpackmuses]

@pxppinmolly asked: "❛ I must say what a brilliant speech you gave. ❜ - in her succubus verse for Satan :3"

From: Unprompted Ask (or a meme I can't find) || Always Accepting!

The dragon knew someone was going to come up and make a comment about his speech eventually. He didn't know how long it was actually going to take for that to happen in any regard, but he figured that with the number of people that were at Ozzie's at the time, it was going to be sooner rather than later. And sooner happened to be the case here as well. He had mainly retired to a part of the bar in the back, shrinking himself down to not take up as big of a presence at the bar itself. He was mainly trying to forget some of the things he had been dealing with the past few days, but he couldn't exactly say why so many people had wanted to take others to court.

Maybe it was just the case of someone finding a loophole and wanting to try and end someone they didn't like through legal means. This had not been something he had expected to happen, but it was something he wanted to make more official that trying to end people through Satan's court was not the best way of going about things. Sure, his court was there to maintain law throughout Hell, but he wasn't about to start just killing people left, right, and center or anything.

He swirled his drink around a bit in the cup as he looked at it, nearly being startled by the sound of someone speaking. He raised his head to glance at who happened to be approaching and gave a friendly smile to Molly as she approached the bar. He moved a bit to allow some space for her to move over and sit, if she so wanted to, but he didn't really have an idea why she was approaching him. To be fair, he didn't really ever seem to be able to figure out why people did that, but hey, he didn't mind the company sometimes.

He gave a brief chuckle at her words though before taking another sip of the drink and placing the glass back down to look her way.

❝And here I would have thought that my speech would have put everyone to sleep,❞ he chuckled softly and gave a brief nod to her as polite as he could be, ❝What have I done to have you grace my presence though? Surely one speech about my court was not enough to draw company over.❞

He imagined there was more than what met the eye here but he couldn't tell what it was just yet. If he had to guess it was just to see if someone could get with him for the evening. Again, not entirely opposed, he just liked to try and figure out what to get into before anything else happened. But, from what he could tell so far... Molly wasn't bad company. He certainly had worse before.

❝If you're at least going to be gracing me with your presence, perhaps I can at least get you a drink? I'm happy to help out in that department.❞

[letsstaytuned]

Closed starter with @pxppinmolly

Text from unknown number:

<Good evening, Molly. This is Alastor, the Radio Demon. I have a business proposition for you. Would you be available to meet for dinner to discuss tomorrow? Bella Italia at 7?>

Molly hadn't given him her number but he is the Radio Demon. He had his ways of getting information he wanted. Alastor pocketed his phone and went about his current business, assuming the demon would respond when she had time.

[pcrfumebcttles]

An old friend

(A small drabble featuring: @pxppinmolly )

“Who’s this mama?”

Allison turns to see the context of her daughter’s question and immediately her stomach drops. In her eldest's hands was a photo that Allison and Molly had taken years ago. A sudden wave of sadness, nostalgia, and bittersweet happiness washes over her as she forms a melancholy smile.

“Oh, that? That’s an old friend of mine. Molly. Molly Ragno.”

“She’s gorgeous!” Allison couldn’t help but chuckle in agreement at her daughter's admiration. Well, she wasn’t wrong. “What happened to her?”

Ah. There it was.

Her ability to choke back tears is starting to get rusty, but the celestial alchemist speaks, “She… died a while ago. She was only 32 at the time. And we were gushing about how she was gonna be a god mama to you kids…” How cruel fate can be! “She wasn’t always perfect. She loved getting into trouble, and there were times when even I would look at her sideways… but she was very dear to me. Very dear…”

Was Molly a bad person? Honestly, yes. Allison knew that. She wasn’t an idiot. Did she love and cherish Molly all the same? Yes. Absolutely. Birds of a feather they were. Two women who shared one thing in common… the world treated them like shit. And there was a time where they finally thought that things would look up for the duo. For Allison it did. Molly? Not so much.. If she deserved happiness and her happily ever after, why not Molly? Could she have not have earned it? Was she that low on time?! This fucked up world keeps ripping away the people she loves one after the other.

There were days when Allison cursed the gods themselves for subjecting Molly to her fate. More so than ever, though, she cursed herself. Another soul that she couldn’t protect from her fate… another beloved lost. Had it not been for her wives, she would’ve been inconsolable and would’ve done something stupid. Thankfully, she’s here now. She’s here with her daughters, her wives, and her friends. She’s here.

“Do you ever miss her, mom?”

Allison’s vision blurs, her tears staining the piece of parchment in her hands. Thankfully her back is to Elphaba. Her voice shakes, but she speaks. “Every day, Elphie… Every damn day.”

[von-eldritch]

@pxppinmolly liked this for a starter

Molly is greeted with-- what else-- a quick kiss, a hand reaching out to settle on the demon's waist once she pulls back. The tendrils of her hair curl and straighten idly, an indication of pent-up energy of some kind.

"So, I've been thinking..." a charged way to start a sentence, "... you ever been to Envy?"

[ozmodeus]

// I drew @pxppinmolly i love her.

[universalcarnival]

@pxppinmolly​​ sent:

“You must be hungry.“ @pxppinmolly for loona. succubus or demon she is still v much Like This-

— “ Do you always have food on you or something? You’re like, always offering me food and shit. I’m going to start to get a gut with how much food you put on me. ” 

Not that she was complaining at all, she offered food for a good reason. Loona wasn’t always the best at remembering eating in general, so Molly definitely helped with that. 

— “ ... whatcha got? ”

[tviirus]

🚼 LEON AND MOLLY ...... // @pxppinmolly

leon  didn't  like  the  idea  of  dying  her  hair,  but  leon  doesn't  make  the  rules,  molly  does.

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