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@dark-ambition
Operated by main blog @sssardonian-ssserpent! This blog is a multi-muse blog to several Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss muses, and is open to interaction with muses of all kinds, from other Hazbin/Helluva muses, to OC’s or cross-over blogs/blogs from other fandoms! This blog is also a Multiverse/Multiship blog, but please, don’t be afraid to interact even if you have blogs that are otherwise!
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@dark-ambition said: :((((((( “Owie..”
—followed by a lingering kiss to the brow.
That immediately has her pouting all but melt away, straightening up with a lovestruck smile as she leans in against Lyr’s side.
"I can be the sultry concubine who waits for you in your private chambers at the end of a miserable day of political monotony and makes you feel alive again."
She scrunches her nose jestfully, lnclining to touch her forehead to the princess', an arm snaked loosely around her waist.
“Heheh..” She can’t help but giggle a little bit, both at the jest itself and at the sight of Lyr’s face, leaning forward just that little bit more to playfully poke the tip of her nose with her own. “I don’t think I’d use the word concubine exactly…Lover feels like the better word? Orrr maybe something like…”
She looks off to the side, lips pursing faintly, even as she moves to wrap her own arms around Lyr’s back. “…Damn, this is hard.”
"I am only kidding."
Well...about the concubine thing. Not about sticking by her no matter what her status demands of her, rain or shine.
As Charlie alerts her gaze, Lyriel eyes it's trajectory, a quizzical hum thrumming in her throat as she gingerly ghosts her lips up and down the curve of her pale face, settling against her jaw where she lays another soft kiss.
"What is hard?"
She feels those soft lips setting against her skin, soft kisses against her jaw, and her smile only grows, as the warmth in her chest only deepens, idly tilting her head to the side to give her just that little bit more room. She lets her own hands, likewise, begin to slide up and down her back, gently mapping the grooves of her spine and the dip and curves of muscles underneath soft warm skin, trying to commit the feeling of feathers to memory as he lets out a faint, loving sigh.
“…Trying to think of something concrete that we can do that isn’t marriage. Something I can give you if it can’t be a crown or a ring, you know?”
"You're sweet."
As she tip her head to expose more of her beautiful, marble skin, Lyriel inhales, savoring her scent for a fleeting moment, then, she exhales it in a reverent sigh. Lips slide from jaw to throat, enjoying the warmth of the flesh, and the feeling of blood circulating beneath the delicate layers.
"So, so sweet."
She whispers, hands sliding up along the delicate curve of her spine. It is certainly a pretty notion. Marriage. One she could indulge endlessly in in the realm of fantasy—but in reality, she couldn't possibly do that to Charlotte. The denizen of hell would never accept someone of as ill repute as herself in a position of such great authority. And for good reason. It would be dishonest of her to try and convince her darling of anything different.
"Worldly possessions and lofty titles don't mean anything to me anymore. You know my heart...and I know yours. That is all that matters."
“I know…Part of me just wants to share our love with the world, I guess. Let everyone see us at our happiest, so they all know how deeply we love each other…”
She feels those lips, so soft and so tender, where she knew teeth could easily bite down and tear into her throat’s soft sinew, rests on the pulse point of her neck, kissing, relishing. She idly pulls her in a little closer, tilting her head back a little more, letting her chin rest atop Lyr’s soft silver hair, while her hands slide up to rest in the feathers cover her skin, just at the base of her wings. She rubs at the muscles there, gently, carefully rubbing around sensitive skin with the tips of her claws, a smile on her face.
“And so everyone can see how beautiful your smile is…”
@dark-ambition said: :((((((( “Owie..”
—followed by a lingering kiss to the brow.
That immediately has her pouting all but melt away, straightening up with a lovestruck smile as she leans in against Lyr’s side.
"I can be the sultry concubine who waits for you in your private chambers at the end of a miserable day of political monotony and makes you feel alive again."
She scrunches her nose jestfully, lnclining to touch her forehead to the princess', an arm snaked loosely around her waist.
“Heheh..” She can’t help but giggle a little bit, both at the jest itself and at the sight of Lyr’s face, leaning forward just that little bit more to playfully poke the tip of her nose with her own. “I don’t think I’d use the word concubine exactly…Lover feels like the better word? Orrr maybe something like…”
She looks off to the side, lips pursing faintly, even as she moves to wrap her own arms around Lyr’s back. “…Damn, this is hard.”
"I am only kidding."
Well...about the concubine thing. Not about sticking by her no matter what her status demands of her, rain or shine.
As Charlie alerts her gaze, Lyriel eyes it's trajectory, a quizzical hum thrumming in her throat as she gingerly ghosts her lips up and down the curve of her pale face, settling against her jaw where she lays another soft kiss.
"What is hard?"
She feels those soft lips setting against her skin, soft kisses against her jaw, and her smile only grows, as the warmth in her chest only deepens, idly tilting her head to the side to give her just that little bit more room. She lets her own hands, likewise, begin to slide up and down her back, gently mapping the grooves of her spine and the dip and curves of muscles underneath soft warm skin, trying to commit the feeling of feathers to memory as he lets out a faint, loving sigh.
“…Trying to think of something concrete that we can do that isn’t marriage. Something I can give you if it can’t be a crown or a ring, you know?”
@dark-ambition said: :((((((( “Owie..”
—followed by a lingering kiss to the brow.
That immediately has her pouting all but melt away, straightening up with a lovestruck smile as she leans in against Lyr’s side.
"I can be the sultry concubine who waits for you in your private chambers at the end of a miserable day of political monotony and makes you feel alive again."
She scrunches her nose jestfully, lnclining to touch her forehead to the princess', an arm snaked loosely around her waist.
“Heheh..” She can’t help but giggle a little bit, both at the jest itself and at the sight of Lyr’s face, leaning forward just that little bit more to playfully poke the tip of her nose with her own. “I don’t think I’d use the word concubine exactly…Lover feels like the better word? Orrr maybe something like…”
She looks off to the side, lips pursing faintly, even as she moves to wrap her own arms around Lyr’s back. “…Damn, this is hard.”
@dark-ambition said: :((((((( “Owie..”
—followed by a lingering kiss to the brow.
That immediately has her pouting all but melt away, straightening up with a lovestruck smile as she leans in against Lyr’s side.
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@dark-ambition said: (Charlie) Makes a bird whistle sound at her.
CAW CAW CAW!!!
“AHH!” Ducks and covers her head with her hands, eyes squeezed shut, clearly expecting to be attacked.
"What do you want?"
@dark-ambition
“Uhh..” Charlie, clearly thrown off by the hostility in her voice, clears her throat a bit, awkwardly folding her arms, looking away, before looking back toward her. “…I just wanted to…thank you? I guess. For listening to Abel and not going through with letting that weapon explode. You could have kept going. But, you didn’t. You showed restraint when it mattered, and I think that’s very important, even if you did..want to let it explode and kill all of us..”
She lets out a faint sigh. This was harder than she’d thought. “And…I’m sorry. About killing your soldiers. And Adam. If it were up to me…I would’ve tried to let him go. I was going to let him go. But…well, you saw what happened. And I’m sorry for that.”
@dark-ambition said: “AHHH I DONT HAVE A DING DONG”
"Oh...damn."
Stares, wide eyed, arms up and cowering, frozen in place. “…Uh…I could…use a fake one?”
Very subtly mating displays w wings fanned and outstretched.
Doesn’t exactly know what this means but she’ll offer a happy and supportive round of clapping applause.
@morsinplumis continued from X.
Rosie’s lips only curled into a harder, wider smile, the lack of her eyes creasing into an amused squint as she chuckles to herself, hands resting atop her parasol that she had planted on the ground between them. “Don’t ya know a business proposal when you hear one, sweetheart? I’m sayin’ I think you got some potential to do some good work fa’ me. The bloody kind, if ya catch my drift.” Somehow, she manages a wink, her smirk both cheeky and smug.
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@sacredsinners continued from X.
Thankfully, the swipe is so far away from where Charlie’s standing that she doesn’t even have to move away from it, staring down at the exhausted angel with a mix of concern and frustration, letting out a faint huff as she does so. “Okay, well, too bad, you’re getting it, because, no offense meant, you look like shit. When was the last time you ate anything? Slept at all?”
Her stomach seems to rumble against her own, eliciting a groan of tired frustration. "This body is a curse at times."
She's far too worn out from her first swing to even attempt to try and do something to shoo the princess away, so instead, she slumps. Black wings fold atop her own frame as if attempting to blanket her exhausted form, though they do not actually seem to provide her any comfort.
"Eating doesn't matter," the angel remarks with a growl, "Sleep doesn't either. I have one duty, and I am currently failing it if you are present."
“…Welll…” She risks a single step closer upon seeing the angel slump over in a heap of her own wings, her arms halfway up in a pacifying gesture. “…Food is usually a sign of your body needing fuel for energy…Sleep is usually a sign of exhaustion…Kind of difficult to keep your duty going if you’re too tired or hungry to do it right, you know?”
She tries for a smile. “I can…get you something to eat, if you want?”
@dark-ambition replied to your post “@dark-ambition (Charlie) “What’s going on?””:
Charlie, who already was at a reasonable distance, was nowhere near in swinging distance of those claws, blinking at her randomly swiping at the air. “Uhh…Okay…? You alright?”
A low growl rumbles from the back of her throat as she another swipe into thin air, "It doesn't matter if I am! Go away!"
“Uh…You sure? Because you’re randomly swinging at the air.” She takes a single step back, confusion twisting over her face as she stares incredulously. “Maybe you should take a deep breath? Try to calm down?”
@morsinplumis contined from X.
“Mmm..” She slowly picks her head up from the desk properly, turning her cheek so that it rests on the desk to stare up toward Lyr as she adjusts herself and makes herself comfy. “The people I’m trying to help aren’t going to start out with good manners is the thing, Lyr…It takes time for them to like…get to that point. Because hostility and being an asshole is the only way they’ve ever felt safe. So I got to try and be patient. It’s just…hard sometimes.”
She lets out another soft sigh, before her eyes stare toward Lyr’s face. Quietly staring, gaze softening as she keeps staring at her, like just her presence brought a distinct comfort. “I don’t want to be a place that gives up on them, you know?”
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“Well, uh, haha…Not by you before, no, so…You can imagine why I may be shocked..”
She can’t help but awkwardly chuckle a little, still slung over her shoulder, her legs and arms dangling toward the floor. This wasn’t exactly uncomfortable, and she supposed that if Lute wasn’t being violent, she didn’t entirely mind being carried like this.
“…Do I even weigh anything to you?”
"Don't act as if the world is crumbling around you because I've decided to make things easier on myself."
A rumbling noise similar to a growl erupts from Lute's throat as she continues to haul the other along, stepping without a single falter in her sharply heeled boots. What a troublesome thing Hell's princess was, speaking too much but saying nothing of actual substance.
"And no, you're considerably light. I've hauled far heavier things than you, and I will probably continue to do so in the future. If that's problematic, I could drag you by your legs instead."
“No-! No, I wouldn’t say crumbling, just…a lot of things I’m learning about you now, I guess.” She offers a faint huff of a laugh but quietly clears her throat to let herself lapse into a more comfortable silence. For a brief moment. She was just letting herself be carried. In a way this almost felt…kind of nice? Lute wasn’t holding her in a way that brought her any immediate pain, so..
“I would honestly rather you didn’t. My hair would get all messy and tangled from dragging on the ground and I just got it all brushed out. You’d be surprised how many combs I can go through, haha..”
@sacredsinners continued from X.
“Woah woah woah! Hey, easy, easy! I’m a friend!”
The voice comes again, panicked and sounding alarmed at Lute’s thrashing movements. The figure slowly steps closer, hands held out, the sight of black claws tipped on white fingers visible even through the haze of blood loss. “It’s okay..It’s okay..” The figure slowly lowers down, as if crouching, or even bending down to one knee, the voice sounding closer, calmer.
“You’re safe now, you’re safe, alright? I’m not gonna hurt you, I promise. I’m here to help. I want to help you.”
