#x. azazel

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open rp for mutuals!! plot suggestions: whoever would try a ritual for a purpose or for fun and either knows about azazel or not.

Nothing happened at first when the last word was uttered. Then a slight breeze. Then, a cloud as if someone had tossed opal mica powder, and a flash of dozens of eyes hanging mid-air that were gone again so fast you would wonder if you saw correctly.

"MORTAL!" The angel himself appeared, arms in the air for the entrance and a shit-eating grin across his face. He moved to do a graceful bow. "I answered your call despite your lacking pronunciation. How can I be of... assistance?"

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@tooxldtorememxer *grabs the ass and runs off in a flurry of black robes* ( Cardi @ Az )

Azazel jumped from the rude touch and glared after Cardi. He gave the man a few seconds to run away. Instead of running after, Azazel simply disappeared and re-appeared behind Cardi while grabbing a handfull of ass. "Grab me again. See what happens."

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@ambrosiabled eve said “ hey, i know it’s really late, but… i didn’t know who else to call. “

"I was going to get my nails done so it better be important," a seemingly disembodied voice whispered, and several of Azazel's eyes inspected his claws. The nail artist worked strange hours, but they were a vampire after all. Support your local monsters and all that. Azazel moved closer to Eve to nudge her with his massive head - or rather, scratched himself against her. "Scratch." His ears perked. "What's up?"

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Open RP with spicy Azazel in human form :) Plot/Relationship: The morning after!! Your muse made the mistake of picking him as a one night stand? Your muse already knows him? I don't care!

"Hey, hey-" Azazel crawled on top of the other and pressed his face to their chest, teeth scraping against their skin. "Wake up." He found a nipple and sucked it into his mouth, then bit down while growling playfully. "You should fuck me," he said when he let go and crawled up further so they were face to face and planted a kiss on the corner of their mouth. He pushed himself up on his hands, slowly grinding his hips against theirs. "Wakey."

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Open RP with spicy Azazel in monster form :))) Relationship/plot: You might know him. Might have mistakenly invoked him. Or did it on purpose. It could be a random af dream. I dont care!!!! Reminder: he's a powerful and strong entity and can and will treat your muse like a ragdoll.

Azazel shoved his bony snout between the person's legs, pushing up on their crotch and snorted hot air against their clothes. A soft growl emitted from his chest as well as all around them - not aggressive, but definitely determined. He gave them a last nudge before pulling his head back and replaced it with a massive, bony hand on their chest. Forcefully he shoved them backwards into the closest object or wall.

"You should undress." His voice was nothing more than a whisper and the jaw didn't move. The claws scraped across the fabric of the person's top without leaving any marks. He slowly dragged his long tongue over half of their face, wrapped it briefly around their ear. Multiple of the eyes littered across his head and body watched without blinking, the rest idly observing the surroundings.

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❛ I’m hoping you can tell me what this means. ❜ / from @id1eyouth

Azazel looked between the sigils and the dead one with furrowed brows. "Why, are you trying to get rid of me?" He snorted and did a nonchalant wave of his hand, the various bracelets jingling quietly. "Just a bunch of such and such entity not allowed nonsense. I'll eat you if you try it on me." He paused. "Actually, would that even work? A simple soul like you locking me outside? Doubt it."

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open rp!!

"I, for one, welcome the commercialization of any festival and holiday that includes edible sweet stuff," Azazel said with his mouth currently full of chocolate. Some poor children had had their egg hunt ruined when he took the eggs right in front of their noses. "People are spiritually dead anyway. Nietzche is right. God is dead and you have killed him. Not literally, obviously, and unfortunately."

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open rp!

"What are you wearing? You look ridiculous.” As the resident (fallen) angel of style, he was allowed to judge. The comment was followed by a snort as Azazel eyed them up and down, wrinkling his nose like he had smelled something bad.