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Awake and feeling much better. Thank you everyone for your kind words and assurances. I love you guys. I shall start shenanigans soon
I’m deleting that ask. They don’t deserve a spot on my blog. So if anyone is wondering what happened to it, that’s where it went.
Thank you to everyone who checked in on me though, I love you guys
[.ooc.] Context for Auryn (and Irene's baby wishes in this universe)
Fun reminder; Lucifer, without his host, is an ethnically (and gender) ambiguous humanoid that could blend in with several human populations as a man of vaguely Asian, Indian, first nation, or middle-eastern phenotype. He existed before human ethnicities. He is brown.
Auryn (his child with Irene @kingdomofbellows ) is brown.
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“By the way, if anyone cares, I am looking at sperm donor profiles tomorrow if anyone would like to come along and offer their opinions. I’ve been thinking someone educated, maybe of middle eastern descent so the baby and Auryn look similar.”
I wanna go hoooooome release meeeeee
@averyrook
“Then pray tell me what’s so abnormal about me? I’m the only one who doesn’t change gender on a whim, no magic, no otherworldly powers, doesn’t travel regularly to other realms, was monogamous until you the rest of you broke me down, and have a child with no true special qualities. The only thing truly special about me is my tits and my riches, the second of which is made unimpressive by Lucifer and Devang’s wealth. So please, enlighten me.”
"The fact that y'chose t'get involved in all this counts for somethin', at least. Someone normal normal wouldn' have stuck around or dug in deeper after findin' out about Lu." She might not have the same level of blatantly abnormal stuff going on intrinsically, but to Rook she was still extremely bizarre.
"Plus, Dev an' Lu's whole money situation is like, lightyears away from pretty much everyone else, so they're outliers an' don' count f'comparison-- y'still freak levels of rich."
“And so are you by extension as Lucifer’s husband.” Irene says and gives a soft sigh. “And Rook, for all intents and purposes I’m not really part of all of this anymore.” She gives a little circle of her hand. “Not truly. I don’t get involved when things happen. I sit in my manor, I go to work, I work on raising my son and when Lucifer comes to visit I greet him with a smile and kiss then hope it’s not the last time I see him when he leaves.”
She shrugs. “I don’t even get involved in hell stuff anymore. I figure if something needs my attention, someone will come get me. Otherwise I live basically the life I had before you all, just with a lot less sex and a son.”
She pauses. “I don’t think I’ve even met the new kid yet. There is just the one right?”
@averyrook
“Then pray tell me what’s so abnormal about me? I’m the only one who doesn’t change gender on a whim, no magic, no otherworldly powers, doesn’t travel regularly to other realms, was monogamous until you the rest of you broke me down, and have a child with no true special qualities. The only thing truly special about me is my tits and my riches, the second of which is made unimpressive by Lucifer and Devang’s wealth. So please, enlighten me.”
“I must not be included in the family unit because I KNOW as the designated and token ‘normal person’ of the polycule, he didn’t just say he was.”
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“He can see ghost?”
“HE CAN SEE GHOSTS!”
“FINALLY! SOMEONE WHO CAN TELL OUR BITCH WIFE WHAT WE THINK OF HER!”
“I can’t wait to ask him his favorite food~!”
“He can tell my wife and child I love them!”
“Silence soyboy, it’s my time nigh!”
“Not if I break bone! Now silence, I need give apology to Irene. Was not good husband.”
Send “How many shots would it take for you to sleep with ___ ?” questions for my muse’s response!
"shatter" (cole and irene?)
Send "shatter" for your muse to hear mine break a mirror out of rage/fear/frustration
“EEP!”
A book flies past Cole’s head, crashing into the vanity. The glass of her mirror shatters, sprinkling tiny bits of glass all over her make ups and perfumes before it cascades down to the floor. Irene lays in her bed, the candle beside her bathing the Queen in golden light. She still had a steaming cup of tea beside her, clearly intending to try to wind down for the night before Cole had rather unceremoniously hopped through her window. She panicked, throwing her book with enough force that if it hadn’t missed him, likely would have knocked him unconscious.
“Get out of my room! Now! Before I call the guards!”
@thewriterandthekiller Miyamoto is practicing.. this is good.
What's not good is she is wearing only a chest wrap that is struggling and a loin cloth, she says it's hot out.
“Are you sure you don’t want to try any modern clothing?” Willow asks, watching her servant train. She had taken to watching her train, parking her wheelchair near her and taking this time to enjoy some tea and snacks.
“I’m certain you’d be far more comfortable, and you wouldn’t need worry about exposing yourself to the staff.” She continues. She was getting used to the…particularities of her servant, so she barely blinked at anything she did anymore. “And what if we get attacked? You’d only have your blade to defend you.”
“Oh no my dear I never lied. You simply were not aware of the kind of criminal I am. I work from the shadows, manipulating those who have what I want and using them for my own benefit.” He says with a smile not wanting to hide anything. “I use threats, Blackmail, anything really. I have may nobles and businessmen under my thumb.”
He smiles as she enjoys the taste of the food and then sits down as she asks that question “I’m interested in you Irene. Not because of your status of what you have but because of you. I enjoy speaking to you and the way you challenge me. No one else has made me feel this interested before.” He says honestly as he tries to relax. “I sense the feeling is somewhat mutual after all why would you follow me here if I didn’t intrigue you.”
Irene slumped forward the moment his teeth left her neck, breathing heavily as twitches of lingering pleasure caused the occasional shiver. Her head lifts when the plate slides towards her, unhooking her nails from where she was gripping the table to take the utensil he offered.
“You’re terribly certain that you’ll be allowed more than just a taste.” Irene turns her head to peer at him over her shoulder, cheeks still rosy with her blush. She’d scoop a bit of the dessert, placing it into her mouth. Any venom and stubbornness in her gaze immediately melts as her eyes flutter close, a heady moan escaping her. Before his very eyes, the dessert would disappear in record time after the first languid bite.
Spoon still in her mouth, sucking the last of the chocolate off of it, she’d open one eye to peer at him. “Well, at least you make a decent dessert.” She muses before the fork she just used twirls in her hand, tines now pressing underneath his chin. “But that’s not reason alone to let you have me how you want.”
He can’t help but chuckle at how quickly the desert disappears. “Of course, after all I wonder what would have happened if that dessert had t been there~” his grin wide, teeth showing. As the fork pressed agaisnt his chin he pushed forward a little to show he wasn’t backing down.
“I could shower you with sweet words and promises but I feel actions would be alot more convincing~” he vanished right before her eyes only to be behind her once again with his lips to her neck, covering it with soft teasing kisses. “Let me have you fully, in anyway I want and I promise to make you feel even better than when I drank from you~”
He then gently puts a hand on her cheek and turns her face so her lips are extremely close to his. “Go ahead and give in to your own desires my dear Irene~”
Irene holds the fork steady, the tines now digging into the bottom of his chin deep enough to draw a bit of blood. Her own lips press into a frown when he smiles, eyes narrowing before widening when he disappears again.
She was really getting tired of him doing that.
His lips were on her neck again and her heart skips a beat at the soft kisses. A deep part of her betrayed her, silently begging for the feeling of his teeth again and causing goosebumps to erupt across the skin he kissed. A shiver runs through her, and her breath catches in her throat as he tilts her head towards his own. She stares into his eyes, then her eyes fall to his lips before returning to meet his gaze.
“Awfully bold of you to assume I would let you take me however you liked.” She whispers and reaches up then, running her finger across his cheek. “You may have me…but only in the ways I decide.”
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shatter
( for Iggy from Lu )
Send "shatter" for your muse to hear mine break a mirror out of rage/fear/frustration
Ignialus and Hyldra were arguing again.
Not an unusual occurrence all things considered, the two amethyst dragons bickered on a near weekly basis and today would be no different. They snap and growl at each other, throats rumbling with the guttural dracontic they argued with. Purple and black wisps of their magic escape their clenched teeth as the square up against each other. Eventually Hyldra would spit some deep growling words, ones that Lucifer most certainly didn’t know before storming out. She’d pause to look down at Lu, caressing his face for a moment and leaning down to press her nose into his hair before she snaps another unknown word at Ignialus.
He snaps something back and his fist flings out, smashing into the nearby mirror. The glass and wood both explode under his strength, falling around him as he heaves with his anger. His swirling eyes snap towards Lucifer, pausing before softening. He takes a deep breath, rubbing his face before he steps towards Lucifer.
“Come with me.” He says gently, reaching out for his son. “I take you for sweets. You wanted to try that new shop yes? I take you.”
shatter - Irene breaks a mirror possibly modern verse (if you want)
Send "shatter" for your muse to hear mine break a mirror out of rage/fear/frustration
“Fuck YOU!”
Irene whips around, hurling the glass tumbler of whiskey at her nearby mirror. It smashes into it with a hard CRASH and the glass falls to the ground twinkling as it explodes into smaller pieces. Irene’s chest heaves, glaring at the now thoroughly broken mirror as she grits her teeth. Her hair was falling out of its carefully crafted bun, clothes wrinkled from her fit.
She sighs heavily, straightening up and smoothing her hair back. She’d tug on her clothes before running her hands over them to straighten them out as she turns. She blinks, seeing Ed in the doorway. Immediately she cocks a hip, resting a hand on it.
“What, you’ve never had a bad day?”
