Welcome to the dark side. You're gonna love it.

They say you shouldn't shake hands with the Devil, but that's more of a suggestion than a rule. [Art is not mine unless stated otherwise. Header and and the occasional reaction image belong to bwusagi Most of my other reaction images...

[thebluedevilwithin]

Long time no see

A deep thunder erupted from beneath the floorboards, making them crack open as Adriel crawled up from underneath them. Eyes glowing in a icy blue, he looked around, expression.... Somewhat sleepy.

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   “That involves getting up, though.” Heather said with a shake of her head. “I don’t want to do that now.” She laid back down, wriggling to get comfortable under the mess of blanks atop of her. “Oh, I’m totally the big spoon.” She laughed, even screwing up her nose. “Turn over, Adri.”

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Adriel couldn't help but snort as he held back a laugh. "Well im not about to argue with ya." He wiggled a bit in the bed, turning around to let Heather snuggle up to him. Adriel was pretty comfortable with being the small spoon, heck, sometimes he preferred it.

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💜 (this be the closest I have to a black heart rn. Smooch the heck otta him)

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{ send 🖤 for a forced/harsh/firm kiss }

   Heather had maybe had one too many. Her vision was blurred and her speech slurred. She hadn’t even really understood herself when she told Adriel that his mouth looked good. She was left rather lazily staring at the others lips, licking her slowly before reaching out. 

   Hand to the back of Adriel’s head, manicured fingers curling into raven hair, Heather pulled the Devil forward, kissing him roughly. Their teeth clanged together slightly, though it only made Heather laugh; so much so that she was left snorting. 

   She pulled back from the kiss before it had even begun, dropping her head onto the Devil’s shoulder as she laughed.

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Lols, so tumbr blocked some of the pics i had on my blog yet i still have p*rn bots following me like the purge never happened.

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it was an honor being horny with you all

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   As she was dropped onto the bed, Heather laughed, having to cover her mouth and nose in fear of snorting. Shaking her head, she sat up, trying to arrange the blankets in a more neat fashion. 

   “I’m not going to say no to a nap, Adriel. But you realise we’ll overheat like this? I already have the heating on.” She said, pushing one of the fluffy throws on her bed down to the end. “And I’m fine with cuddles,” she smiled, “they’re preferred, actually.”

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"Well then we can turn it off, best part of napping is just being covered in a shitton of blankets." He used to be rly cold when he first came in the human world. Still remembers those days. A cold boi. "Thats great to hear." He climbed onto the bed. "Small or big spoon?"

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   “I am?” The statement had caught Heather a little off guard, leaving the woman blinking a few times; though that could have been because her eyes were irritable. 

   When she was lifted up, Heather gasped, soon only laughing as she tried to hold herself upright over the others shoulder. “Adriel, you can’t just carry me upstairs  ” she said, “what if you fall, huh?”

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"Me? Fall?" Adriel dramatically laughed. "Did ya forget who you're talking to maplecakes?" He joked, as he bounced her up a little bit, pretending like he was loosing balance as he walked up the stairs.

The devil made a bee-line to Heathers room and walked in, closing the door after himself. "Now, im not taking any objections," He tossed her gently on the bed and proceeded to caccoon her in blankets. "But im a bit of a cuddler so u gonna have to deal with that."

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i have a huge thing for neck kisses, breathe on my neck and i’m already gone

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Ominous positivity

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You will be okay. You have no choice.

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   Humming curiously at the touch, Heather’s eyes were slow to trail up to Adriel’s, lids hanging low over amber iris’. “I’m okay,” she barely managed a nod in the others hold, “I just didn’t sleep well last night is all.” 

   The Christmas season had her more stressed than she could bare. It didn’t help that she was alone this year, rather than with one of her friends. That always seemed to lift some of the weight off her shoulders. Still, she managed a tired smile for Adriel.     “I’m okay, though. Promise. Bad sleep never agrees with me.”

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He lightly brushed his thumb over her cheek, a soft smile on his lips. "Not to offend ya sweetheart, but you're shit at lying." He smirked, squishing her cheekd softly for a moment before pulling his hands away.

Adriel bend over lightly, wrapping his arms around the redheads middle, lifting her up over his shoulder. "Im taking you for a nap and I ain't accepting 'no' for an answer." He said as he carried her off to the bedroom.

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   “What do you want for Christmas, Adriel?” Honestly, she hadn’t thought it through. Did the King of Hell celebrate Christ’s birthday? Probably not. But Heather was tired, and it showed on her pale face and dark eyes. 

   “I know there’s not much that I can get you that you can’t get yourself, but it’s the thought that counts, right?” She hummed, “How about a mani-pedi? A really good one?” The thought of Adriel in a beauty salon? At least Heather was laughing now.

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He was mostly there for the food really, and to abuse the fact that theres presents involved, but thats about it. The devil hummed in thought before nodding lightly. "I could take you up on that offer." He smirked, looking at his nails. "Maybe I could even get them coloured. Haven't done that in a while."

Adriel looked up, eyes moving over Heathers features. "Feelin' okay?" He asked as he moved closer, lightly tilting his head. "You look like somone was continuously slapping your face with a wet mop throughout the night." He joked as he cupped her face and tilted her head up, taking a loser look. Aside from the bags under her eyes and the pale complexion, her eyes also seemed a bit bloodshot.

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just some new tags

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   Heather tried not to wince that the sensations in her palm, though it grew more difficult when Adriel started pulling glass from it. “Oh, I’m well aware.” She said, head cocking to the side slightly, though her eyes stayed on her hand. “And I’ll be sure to always think of you as such, as well. Other than the initial… surprise just now, now that I know, I don’t think you’ll ever be able to scare me, Adriel.” She said. “Though that’s not invitation to try.”

   Smiling through pursed lips at the touch, Heather hummed. “Thanks, Adriel.” She said, bringing her bandaged hand into her other one, rubbing at it slightly. “You should totally be a nurse when the next world war rolls around.”

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"Oh no worries, that only for Halloween." He winked. Adriel smiled softly, feeling somewhat relieved at her words. "Glad to hear you say that." He spoke softly, a bit out of his usual character, but that soon melted away.

He grinned. "Oh I have, for a short while though. Wasn't as fun as being part of the mayhem itself." He sat on the couch comfortably, his tail softly staying. "What do countries actually do during war anyway? Never had the chance to meet one on the battlefield as of yet."

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ever wondered who you’d be in a shakespeare play? fear not, i made a shakespearean character generator!!!

(please put in the tags what you got, i’m curious)

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[thebluedevilwithin]

OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS

Tagged by: @bxlgrade

Tagging: whoever want to do it

APHRODITE:     laughter-loving.      sweet  smiles.   dressed  in  silk  and  satin.   flower  in  their  hair.    sees  the  world  as  a  runway.     unapologetically  sexual.   the  sea  washing  their  ankles.  in  love  with  love.   stirrer  of  passion.    cunning  concealed  by  painted  lips.    secret  daggers.   doves.    revolution  in  their  kiss.   delighting  in  the  waves.    flirtatious  winks.    strolling  along  the  beach.  staring  wistfully  from  a  balcony. this  is  how  to  be  a  heartbreaker.    wants  to  be  adored.   gets  turned  on  by  danger.

APOLLO:       glitz  and  glamour.     art  galleries.     turning  the  volume  up.  being  made  of  gold.  neatly-organized  music  sheets.     notebooks  filled  with  poetry.   bathing  in  the  sunlight.  the  powerful  urge  to  create. collecting  vinyl  records.    beautiful  cover  of  wonderwall.    playing  multiple  instruments. tasting  like  sunshine.   healing  touch.  speaking  in  prophecies.     smile  mingled  with  wrath.    shunning  lies.     sporting  shades.   hanging  out  at  music  festivals  with  their  friends.   sleeps  naked. arrow  to  the  heart.   paint  brushes.    probably  has  a  tinder  account.

ARES:       armed  for  battle.  wants  to  raise  a  dog  with  their significant  other.   soft  spot  for  children.  gives  piggyback rides. scarred  body.   blood  on  their   hands  and  face.   willing  to  fight  the  world  for the  ones  they  love.   fights  against  injustice.   warm  hugs.     well-worn  combat  boots.     boxing gloves.     bandages  wrapped  around  bruised  knuckles.   fist  raised  in  protest.   ignites  revolutions.   fear  is  a  prison.  more  sensitive  than  what  their  tough  shell  would  have  you  think.   exhausted.  damaged  goods.   force  to  be  reckoned  with.   red  roses.   curses  under  their  breath.

ARTEMIS:       keen  sense  of  a  hunter.     freckles  like  constellations  on  their  skin.  piercing  eyes. disheveled  braid.     moonlight  peeking  through  the  shadows.   the  calm  of  the  forest  at  night.  lying  on  the  grass  and  staring  at  the  stars.  mother  doe  and  her  fawn.     protecting  their kin.  the  moon  shimmering  on  a  still  lake.   quiver  full  of arrows  resting  against  the  bark  of  a  tree.   running  with wolves. bonding  while  circled  around  a  campfire.    not  being  much  of  a  people  person.   arrow  hitting  a  target.  popping  egos.  patience  on  3%.   touches  heaven  and  returns  howling.

ATHENA:     discerning  gaze.     unreadable  face.     quiet  museums.     owl perched  on  their  finger.    armor  that  intimidates.     eye  for architecture.     plays  the  sims  for  the  sole  purpose  of building   houses.    studied  the  blade  while  everyone  else  was busy  getting  laid.     big  fan  of  logic.     loves  brain teasers, ancient  buildings.     sweaters  in  neutrals  and  cool  colors. hair  done  up.   can  kill  you  with  their  brain.     heads  to the  library  often  to  research.   sharpened  pencils. abs  that can  cut  steel. stoic  statues.  pottery classes.

DEMETER:     soil-covered  hands.   smile  that  can  bloom  flowers.  skin  loved  by  the  sun.   being  the  mom-friend.   can  lift  you  and  your  friends. flowers  kept  in  the  pockets  of  overalls.   takes  pride  in  their  beautiful  garden.  speaks  to  their  plants.      leaves  rustling  in  the  wind.     stalks  of  wheat.   picking  fruit.   greenhouses.  heart  as  strong  as  a  mountain.   values  simplicity.   daisies  dotted  across  a  collarbone.   curls  crowned  with flowers.   folded  pile  of  sweaters  in  warm  hues.    pulling  out fresh-baked  bread  out  of  the  oven  and  the  smell  wafting through  the  air.

DIONYSUS:     drunk  shitposter.    on  their  sixth  glass  of  wine  before  you’ve  even  finished  your  second.  seductive  smirks.   untamed curls. rich  fabrics  on  dark  skin.      sleek-furred  panthers.    theater masks.    stage  productions.   receiving  a  standing  ovation.     rose caught  between  their  teeth.   being  the  baby  of  the bunch.   wild  parties  that  last  from  sundown  to  sunup.   creeping  vines.   inspiring  loyalty.  grand  opera  houses.    masquerade  balls.     rolls  of  film.    shattered  chandeliers  with broken glass  scattered  across  the  wine-spilled  floor.  pouring  champagne  into  flutes.   lives  for  the   applause.

HEPHAESTUS:   the  calloused  hands  of  someone  who  knows  labor.      sweaty  brow.   flame  burning  in  their  eyes.   inventive  mind.   broad  shoulders.  steampunk  goggles.    nuts  and  bolts  stored  away  in  little  boxes.     ashes.   striking  a  match.     blueprints for  future  projects.     fixing  up  a busted up  car  and  giving  it  cool  upgrades.   wrestles  with bitterness. work  boots  have  seen  better  years.   wrinkled  plaid shirts.   iron  melted  in  blazing  fire.     huge  jackets.   crafting  masterpieces.    greased-stained  overalls.    fascination with  robotics.  pain  is  fuel.    stack  of  weaponry.  even   their  muscles  have  muscles.

HERA:     resting  bitch  face.     dressed  to  the  nines. cows  grazing  on  a  pasture.   cool  rain. loving  and  hating  fiercely.   hand  clutching  a  string  of  pearls. large  chandelier  with glittering  crystals.   plays  the  sims  for  the  sole  purpose  of killing  off  their  sims.    romance  to  realism.     pictures  of the  sky  while  flying  on  a  plane.   files  that  under  fuck  it.   downs  glasses  of  wine  as  they  relax  with  a  scented  bubble bath  and  netflix. like  their  selfie  or  you’re  grounded.   knows  57  convenient  ways  to  murder  a  man.  dark  eyes  that penetrate  your  soul.  marble  and  gold.

HERMES:    devil-may-care  smile.   always  up-to-date  on  the  latest  technology. will  steal  your  french  fries.   does  it  for  the vine.     shitposter.   puts  googly  eyes  on  everything.   meme  hoarder.   long  drives  on  the  highway.  ma  and  pop  diners.  spontaneous  road  trips. folded  maps.   fingers  dancing  across  the  keyboard  of  a  laptop.      shooting  hoops  on  the  basketball  court.     chatting  up strangers  as  you  all  journey  to  your  own  destinations. goes jogging  in  the  morning. evening  mixes  redbull  with  coffee.   menace  on  april fool’s.     hoodies  and  sneakers.  

POSEIDON:     storm  with  skin.     colorful  coral  reefs.    waves  crashing  against  the  shore.     stroking  the  soft  fur  of  a  cat.   their  heart  pounding  as  their  horse’s  gentle  trot  speeds  into  a  gallop.   tousled  locks. clothes  smeared  with  paint.    owns  several  sketchbooks  yet  always yearns  to  own  more.    leather  jackets.   fondness  for  diy projects.   handwriting  that  flows  across  the  page.   nimble fingers  playing  the  strings  of  a  violin.     velvety  singing voice  that  haunts  your  dreams.   mood  as  ever-changing  as  the sea.  the  roar  of  a  motorcycle.   compass  with  a  spinning arrow.

ZEUS:   thunder  in  their  heart.   running  on  coffee.  flash  of  lightning.   natural charisma. eloquence.   badass  in  a  nice  suit.  aficionado  of  history.   force of nature.  lenny face.   nightmare-filled  nights.   proud  arm  around  their  lover’s  waist.  high-rise  buildings. planes  soaring  through  a  cloudless  sky.   technician  on  the  piano.  maintains  order.   strong  handshake. juggling  multiple  events  on  their  busy  schedule with  ease. expensive watch.

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Deep in slumber vs. Saying “treats?”