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lovingly throws hands at

*smirks* “For an omnipotent, omniscient, all-seeing immortal being, you certainly are a complete dork~”

              “My love,” Lucifer said softly, stepping closer and practically leaning into his arms, “I am so incredibly weak for you..”

              “Oh, well I wouldn’t want to offend such a powerful entity!” He simply bowed low, glancing up at Jae with a smirk. “Indeed, I am yours, O’ King of Reapers, my Dark Angel of Death. Now and always, until the day comes that my time is done.”

"That’s much better~ Music to my ears, honestly.” his smile seems to brighten tenfold, arms out outstretching to offer out his hands to Luci, fingers motioning to request for him to come forth. “Come here to me, my strong and gracious king, my one and only love.”

               “How is it you can be so sweet? I mean truly?” The tone of his voice slowly became more and more sarcastic. “After all, I am the Father of Lies, Most Unclean, Father of Demons, The First Monster…bit bizarre, don’t you agree?”

“Oh, hush, you egg.” the words are scoffed playfully and teasingly, though there is very much a hint of a smile on his lips, his words taking on a dramatic air. “But I cannot agree, considering you forgot to mention that you are also mine and I’m oh so terribly offended by this.”

【  ✘ ▪▪▪ Testing!  】

                  While I still have a bit to do (like finishing my About page and icons), I’m going to be trapped on mobile for a while and I just want to get Gukkie out there! Mun & muse are 25+, and I’m willing to work him into pretty much any general or AU setting with some planning!

                     This is a general AU indie rp blog for Bang Yongguk of B.A.P, penned by LEX! Single-ship with Himchan, but looking for friends! Side-blog to dmmd4084.

To say Mirae didn’t go out that often would be an understatement. He hardly ever left his apartment without a solid reason. But this time there was a reason – a monotone voice in his head telling him over and over again that he must let her out, that she must speak with someone, that it is important for her to get out. There was no way he was letting her go. Last time that happened they ended up with three fatalities and twenty-four wounded before he was able to take over control of the body again. No, she might have been leading him, but he was the one to walk.

Thus already in a grumpy mode he followed the voice, followed her instincts to see where they led them. It’s him, he stopped upon the thought ringing in his head, talk to him. He didn’t want to, but the only other choice he had was to let her out. Thus, the stranger heard from him the most uncomfortable greeting ever. “Hello, might I ask you what your name is?” Now, stay close to him – she’s got to have the worse ideas.

The tiredness and weariness that held him, that had clung to him for all of eternity in result of dealing with human souls was well masked by the much more energetic vessel known as Im Jaebum. Death could easily say that he much enjoyed this soul, flaws and all, he was the type that he could look upon and go ‘yes, that one is a kindred soul and full of life.’ It also allowed him to have a new outlook, to walk among humans and live in their world; it was certainly busier (and at times, much more tiring) than watching over them and standing at their shoulders, appearing only when souls called out to him.  But the strangeness hadn’t left, either. He still heard souls call out to them, or more so, he felt it. Because Jaebum couldn’t speak to souls, but Death couldn’t just cease to work or exist. And there was something in their air, something that he couldn’t quite place his eyes on. Perhaps it was nothing. Instead, he had much to pay attention to, especially with the man that approached him—he seemed to be discomforted, but it only gave the man a reason to offer a gentle smile and light greeting in return. “Hello, how are you? I’m Jaebum—and may I ask who you are?”

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