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@theserpnt
theserpnt is a literate, semi-selective lucifer morningstar from hazbin hotel written by beck ( 21+, they/them ). following the themes of the ultimate fall from grace, welcoming yourself to your own cage, and redemption in more ways than one.
carrd with rules here! also: @hrtspade ( verosika ) drag night post is here :)
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He stepped up and put hand on Lucifer shoulder. "I was going to come talk to you AFTER I built the cabin. I was going sit with myself so I didn't use as comfort to not try." He paused. "I love you. I do love you but, I know I have not been honest with you or anyone. I am sorry. Please stay and talk. I understand if you need be mad at me for a bit but, I want you to stay." He said softly to him.
He softly let go of his shoulder so he could keep walking if he wanted too. He wasn't going to force things anymore.
he should've left, or at least that's how he felt. but if he did, it felt like there was no going back to how things were before. maybe it was naïve to hope for that at all at this point, but still. he didn't want to the be one to disappear and just leave things. lucifer took a deep breath and lowered his hand, but still refused to look at jovanni.
"what is there to talk about? you just told me you use people and put yourself in danger on purpose. how am i supposed to feel about that when we've repeatedly talked about a future together? it's like... none of that mattered, like i don't matter. was i just filling a void too? am i still and you just don't want to be alone?"
lucifer stopped, stared, and then ended up taking a few steps away. "oh. so you were just..." it was a lot to take in at once, and aside from everything jovanni had said so plainly, his mind was twisting certain things to be even worse.
he kept his distance and looked to the ground. "so you decided to put down roots somewhere far away from me after your big epiphany, and you didn't think to... tell me all this in person? i had to track you down? alright. i get it." he was feeling too much for him to think clearly, between the admission of using people and hearing a part of jovanni had hoped to actually die in his adventures.
"i can't believe you'd— that you'd be so reckless, and then turn around and make me find you to hear all this." he scoffed, shaking his head, and suddenly not wanting to deal with any of it. "you know what? nevermind. have fun building your log cabin or whatever alone." lucifer turned away to open a portal back to the hotel.
ooc ⛧ today is my last day focusing solely on drag night things, promise! i'll be returning non-related messages and reaching out for thread continuations later on today since some of it is older by now. thank you for your patience -v-
"and that was thomas, from the greed ring!" the imp did a curtsy before hurrying off stage, leaving lucifer to step in afterwards with what were presumably the final raffle tickets for prizes in hand. "sadly, folks, that was our final performance for the night. maybe we can get a few more of you to brave it if we throw another thing like this again. let's get our final prizes and closing statements done so you guys can take your hell cabs home."
lucifer could tell a portion of the crowd was already quite inebriated, which was kind of amusing, but he really hoped they had rides or were staying at the hotel.
"our two grand prizes are as followed: a lovely townhouse in the rebuilt section of pride, and a personal favor... from little ol' me." that one made him a bit nervous, and he wasn't one to pray, but he was highly hoping someone he knew would win. if lucifer had any idea his daughter made a deal with alastor for the very same thing, the irony would've not been lost on him. however, he was blissfully unaware as he offered his own favor for a prize. "the winner of a favor from the king of hell is... fizzaroli ( @fizzie-frogg )! i'll be reaching out after the show." well, at least the name was familiar.
"and finally, you can keep the townhouse or sell it. my feelings won't be hurt. the winner is..." the devil raised the final card to read out the name: "angel dust @mcwscollective! complete with a pink exterior as requested. you can see me after the show to sign the deed, and she's all yours."
the music changed into something more upbeat, and lucifer sighed. "that's all we have for tonight, folks. i have hope you've enjoyed yourselves and clapped a lot for our lovely performers. remember not to drink and drive. the bar will be open for another fifteen while we start tearing down. if you need a place to stay, we have a few rooms open. thank you, and goodnight!"
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checking on @gcxingsuprnva
even though charlie insisted she could help wherever needed for the night, lucifer didn't want to put that on her, and preferred she enjoy herself like everyone else. so when he heard of 'someone hyperventilating in the mens room', he didn't tell her. should he have, when she had her bag of meditating tricks or whatever that might've helped? maybe, but he had a feeling he knew who it was.
"hello?" he carefully called in as he swung the door open. luckily, others had gotten the hint and left already to give the sinner privacy, but lucifer could definitely hear that erratic breathing that'd been mentioned. "... vox? are you alright?" maybe that ticket was a bad idea. he'd sent it with the hopes the overlord would feel more comfortable with gender stuff, not end up like this.
Seeing the King of Hell in a pink dress on stage was one thing, but this up close... was an entirely different matter. Just not the how he'd expected their first face-to-face meeting to take place!
Dale straightened up as Lucifer waved and made his way towards him. "Why, thank you. I have to say this dress suits you rather nicely, definitely your colour!" A lopsided smile spread across his face at the mentioning of the last set of raffle prizes. "I was wondering briefly if I'd somehow taken a turn to the wrong ring. Speaking of which, enabling a sinner to travel beyond the Pride ring is certainly an... interesting choice I'd love to hear more about." He stopped himself and shook his head a little. Seeing how they were both carrying plates, he did not offer his hand at this point. "Apologies, where are my manners? I tend to get carried away at times! The name's Dale, I am the First Secretary of the rebuilt Heavenly embassy, currently tasked to get everything set up for when it becomes fully staffed. Though I figure you probably know that already since you invited me here?"
"thanks," he replied simply at the returned compliment, a slightly strained smile on his face in an effort to be friendly. lucifer knew that most cherubs had been made far after his fall, and they were in no way involved in it, but seeing anyone from heaven still caused a certain discomfort to sit in his chest.
an eyebrow raised at the pause before 'interesting.' "yeah yeah, sure. maybe we should actually find a place to sit first? i've got everything i wanted, so... unless you had more to grab?" was his way of guiding the other— dale, as he was apparently named— towards one of the empty tables by the buffet.
lucifer began to walk to one, pausing to make sure the heavenborn was following before continuing. "now that you mention it, charlie did say something about them rebuilding the place. she must've been the one that sent you the invite." which, personally, he had mixed feelings about. but dale seemed pleasant and there was no reason to be unkind.
"are you... actually having fun here?"
Is that the infamous dress Mimzy keeps shoving in front of Alastor's face, from the Diamonds are a girl's best friend music "clip"? Nothing yellow, fuzzy or duck-themed? Shocking!
"I would return the compliment," he smirks in mischief, given this is where his sentence stops.
However, Lucifer is making an effort to act cordial, so Alastor reluctantly adds: "That party is... adequate. Safe from the revulsing prizes you offered in the raffle!"
"And I did enjoy the acts quite a bit. Darling Niffty's especially! I am elated she finally got to express her creative talent on a proper scene!"
At that, his usually sharp grin mellows in fondness. "Charlie also did a stupendous job. Those intermissions are an excellent idea... which make me doubt it came from you, aha ahha ah!"
lucifer actually waited for the sentence to be finished, only to learn very quickly that alastor wasn't going to be giving any sort of compliment. he rolled his eyes and set a hand on his hip. "hilarious."
it was obvious there would be no high praise from the radio demon, so he took 'adequate' to mean well, even if he was a little offended by the rest of what was said. "that was one prize! yeesh, i should've known you were a prude. the maid did great though, yeah yeah. blah blah blah. and of course charlie killed it!"
and there was his usual attitude back in his tone.
lucifer couldn't help but scowl a little at the insult; so much for being cordial for one night. "i'll have you know i did most of this myself. i've been throwing events since before you were even a thought on earth. just admit you're having fun already."
"and that was... vox, surprisingly! let's give him another hand!" though the performance of the overlord's wasn't planned, lucifer still found himself impressed by all the theatrics and effects. once the stage was clear and vox was back in his seat, the devil stepped out in his previous pink dress and another microphone, grinning from his great mood.
"we're still waiting on one more scheduled performance, but he's running behind, so it's time for some more prizes. i promise, no more inappropriate ones!" he crossed his fingers as if making a promise before summoning what appeared to be more raffle forms and some envelopes into the same hand.
"our next prize is a complimentary sunset hell horse trail ride, courtesy of a little ranch right down in wrath. now, i couldn't swing it to let sinners visit this time..." satan hadn't even bothered answering his request, as expected. "so it'll be along pentagram city's outskirts. don't worry! you'll have a guide and some of the toughest imps in hell alongside you. there's three vouchers for two people each. our winners are... mira ( @mira-the-infinite-storm ), vox ( @videodoomed ), and alastor ( @stardustmcde )!"
lucifer went down to the front of the stage to hand them to the winners in question. "i'm a little jealous of that one, not gonna lie." too bad he stayed away from the wrath ring in general, for reasons. he quite liked the western theme. "next up is four tickets to lu lu world," he began once he straightened up. "you know, the one that's not a knock-off and doesn't have a bajillion lawsuits? that one. the winner for this one is... lumina ( @ask-the-hazbin-therapist )!"
once all envelopes were collected, he stepped back towards the middle of the stage. "we have two more prizes, which should be given our after our final performance of the night~ we'll let you know when our closer is up. until then, enjoy the drinks!"
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Vincent was getting the last of many drinks over the night, a coffee drink that he was pouring some packet of white powder into that definitely was not sugar. Regardless of that fact he looked absolutely happy, probably more so than anyone had seen a Vox in quite some time. Halfway leaned over the bar he sat up quickly as he saw Lucifer.
"Hey! Hey you're... are you the one running this? Or er... the one who started it? Right? Or did I get that wrong...? Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you. This has been the best night of my life! Or ah, afterlife? Both?? Yeah! Both if I'm being honest. You're sooo good at parties?"
Just the warmest smile.
"You should do it more! Hell isn't usually so... fun. And you're fun! So. Yeah."
lucifer glanced around at the initial 'hey!', already on alert for anyone who needed anything during the event and then blinking in surprise seeing... oh, right! vox's friend. the name eluded him, but he still walked over with a smile that was soon turning into a grin as he listened to what the other had to say.
"i am! and thank you. i used to throw them a lot more. well, not drag nights, but..." there were fond, albeit slightly painful now, memories of he and lilith's lavish parties for one reason or another when she was still around. but tonight wasn't about that. "anyway," he sighed a little before setting his hands on his hips and looking the sinner over. "happy to throw parties if people are enjoying them~ you look great, by the way!"
lucifer had to admit the other was incredibly pretty in his outfit, but kept it to a friendly, "the bow really ties it together. you should dress like this more often. if you're comfortable with it, of course."
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Vox's performance for @theserpnt drag night
In fact, Vox wasn't gonna perform. Not at all. He was gonna get drunk, stare at people in nice dresses, maybe, steal a dance or two from the public and call it a night.
But since he refuses to stop on the two drinks, offered by the ticket (limitation, which was obviously there for common good), Vox starts getting ideas.
Even here, on drag night, he needs to steal the spotlight, no matter if he does it only for a few minutes.
Vox's unexpected performance starts with a snap of his fingers - and the entire venue plunges into the darkness, as electricity gets shut down.
It doesn't last for long; slowly, one by one, there are screens, appearing in the air above the stage, providing dim lighting.
Then there are drums and guitar riff flooding the hall, as the song starts.
And then, in the middle of the stage, there is Vox, looking mighty satisfied with his mischief; usually very touchy about his masculinity and his image, now he projects a more feminine face on his screen. He waves his left hand in the air, greeting the host of the event ( @theserpnt) and other guests, as his right hand holds the mic.
"Hey
Haven't heard from you in a couple of months But I'm out right now, and I'm all fucked up And you're callin' my phone, you're all alone And I'm sensin' some undertone"
Vox commits to the bit, so now there is a relatively short silver skirt (even drunk, he consciously avoided anything mini) and white shirt.
"And I'm right here with all my friends But you're sending me your new address I know we're done, I know we're through But, God, when I look at you"
Vox theatrically puts a palm of his hand to the side of his monitor.
"My brain goes, "Ah"" his voice gets staticky and glitchy on purpose. "Can't hear my thoughts," the other screens produce sound of his voice, creating the chorus.
"(I cannot hear my thoughts) Like blah-blah-blah (blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah) Should probably not (I should probably, probably not) I should probably, probably not"
Vox turns into a lightning (that's gonna cost him the next morning, when he realizes just how much power he wasted on that performance), and appears next to Lilith's ( @first-sinner-of-hell) table.
"Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right?" his claws make a gesture, as if he was gonna caress Queen's face, but Vox pulls away immediately, smirking, and moving to the next table to do the same trick on some unsuspecting guest.
"Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right? Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right? Seein' you tonight," his eyes land on the multitude of Radio Demons in the room.
"Fuck it, it's fine."
Media Overlord reappears on the stage, moving smoothly to the beat, as he gets to the chorus part; the screens above the stage get filled with photos of Vox's dissatisfied associates, Valentino and Velvette.
"Yes, I know that he's my ex," Vox gestures to them, as if defending himself through dance. "But can't two people reconnect? "I only see him as a friend," the biggest lie I ever said Oh yes, I know that he's my ex, but can't two people reconnect? I only see him as a friend, I just tripped and fell into his bed"
On the last words, Vox pretends he's about to drop on the stage, but he raises himself up a second before his back touches the floor; the screens go back to lighting the stage.
"Now I'm gettin' in the car, wreckin' all my plans," Vox turns to one of his doubles that he had a conversation with (@televeyesing). He looks his alternative option in the eyes. "I know I should stop..." he confesses to him, and shrugs with a reckless smirk. "...But I can't." He turns and sends a small lightning to Mira ( @mira-the-infinite-storm ), who looks positively like an exorcist; the lightning doesn't cause any harm, simply puffs up her black feathers. Same fate awaits Angel ( @eccentricity-en-personae), whose fur gets properly fluffed up. Vox is in a playful mood, so none of them is hurt. "And I told my friends I was asleep But I never said where or in whose sheets!"
Now Vox raises himself above the stage; it's much harder with two wires that were left with him after the dramatic drop in ratings after the Incident, but he manages, tilting himself slightly forward, looking over the crowd, singling someone out.
His finger points at Alastor ( @broadcasting-screams-since-33), the one he came to the event with. "And I pull up to your place, on the second floor And you're standing, smiling at the door,"
Vox is definitely having fun, since he smirks wider, showing his sharp shark-like teeth, looking like he is about to chuckle from mirth, and crosses his arms on his chest, pretending to be pensive.
"And I'm sure I've seen much hotter men But I really can't remember when!"
Media Overlord twirls in the air, before landing back on stage; all of his screens support him, creating chorus.
"My brain goes, "Ah" Can't hear my thoughts (I cannot hear my thoughts) Like blah-blah-blah (blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah) Should probably not (I should probably, probably not) I should probably, probably not..."
Vox uses electrical discharges on the stage as his special effects; they surround him, sizzling and cracking, growing brighter with every line.
"Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right? Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right? Seein' you tonight, it's a bad idea, right? Seein' you tonight..."
He dismissively waves his hand at the audience, as if they were trying to talk him out of his decisions, and then winks at all the viewers.
"Fuck it, it's fine."
And with a flick of his wrist the entire venue plunges into darkness once again. When the electricity returns five seconds later, Vox is already back at the bar in the modest attire he wore to the event and giggling, like a schoolboy whose mischief went unpunished.
"I'll take a Dirty Shirley please" He requested, moving to sit by Lucifer, arm around him lightly like a shield..just in case... seems that part of the man's brain was never truly off. "...Heh thank you~ It really works with the green eh?' He asked glancing at Lucifer and flashed a grin. "Thanks for making it! I'm hopeless when it comes to sewing So I'd have had nothing to wear otherwise..."
he leaned against cain, ordering a soda for now and then nodding in agreement. "it really does bring out your eyes," he smiled.
"no one would've been against you just dressing a little fancy without the dress." lucifer turned his head away to watch the bartender make the other's drink. "but i am surprised you'd be okay with wearing it?"
not that cain seemed close-minded, but he'd assumed it wasn't within his comfort zone.
He holding black roses, a banquet them. "You deserve these. I grew them myself. You song so well. My heart skipped a beat." <3
@unluckieststar
lucifer was backstage still in his performance outfit, shaking off the jitters of having been on stage when he saw jovanni with... flowers? "wow, thank you! i remember. you know you didn't have to," he beamed, carefully taking them and then holding them to the side so he could lean up and kiss the other. "i'm glad you liked it. maybe after the show i can really give you a tour?" he chuckled half-jokingly, kissing him again and letting it linger before pulling away. "i was only able to do this because of you, you know."
lucifer's drag night performance! ⛧
there had been a different performance on the docket, but apparently they were running behind, and there were only so many jokes lucifer could tell on stage to procrastinate as the host. they were down to their final two prizes for the night as well— not gag gifts, but it was probably best to end the night with them for a nice send off. so... he was performing, apparently. he'd debated all night, and then the choice was made for him.
"anyway! i'll be right back. you've all waited long enough for some more entertainment." the devil sought out a specific face in the crowd and smiled when he saw them, before hurrying behind the curtain.
about a minute later, upbeat pop music began through the speakers and lucifer appeared in a plume of soft pink smoke center stage. he donned the original singer's classic look: a sparkly, sleeveless pink bodysuit with a sheer babydoll dress on top and platform boots.
understandable, she guesses. odile's no stranger to the spotlight, but the thought of performing here ... well, there's a reason she hadn't signed up. fallen from grace she may be, she's still way too recognisable to the average sinner to want to put herself centre stage again so soon. one day, maybe. in the meantime ...
" i mean, you're already dressed for it. and you did organise this whole thing. lead by example, right? " although he doesn't seem to be having any trouble there. people have been on and off the stage all evening and it doesn't look like they're anywhere near done with the performances yet.
is she fishing for gossip? duh, of course she is. hardly surprising to hear him bring up alastor ( and honestly, she'd fucking love to see that fight ) but then he lowers his voice and she leans closer, intrigued to hear what he's going to say. and holy shit, he does not disappoint.
" you're kidding. here? " her wide-eyed gaze darts around the room, trying to pick out who he's talking about. " is that, like ... allowed? how did they even know? " did lucifer invite them? he's not acting like he did, so ... angelic gate-crashers? her respect for heaven just went up by one.
"true, true. i might as well go for it. what's the worst that can happen?" in truth, lucifer's mind was already thinking up a million ways things could go wrong during his performance. he could trip, or stumble over the lyrics, or the crowd could erupt into spontaneous boo's... but he could at least recognize that was the anxiety talking and smothered down the feelings.
"i'm not kidding! i spoke to two of them already." and oop, he was leaning in a little now too with a hushed voice. seemed he was one for gossip as well. he noticed odile trying to find the heaven residents in question and tried sneakily pointing them out.
"the winner with the big wings that looks like an exorcist. she's not, by the way. i'd kick her out for sure if that was the case." while he was allowing the few from heaven to stay, he drew the line there. "annnnd... there he is, by the buffet. a cherub, odile! i don't trust them, but they haven't caused any trouble."
still, lucifer shook his head. "i don't know how they saw the advertisement, but they ordered tickets and they're here. heaven and hell are getting a little too friendly if you ask me." a pause. "don't tell anyone i said that, by the way."
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-- Angel smiled, nodding. "Yeah, I did." He smiled softly. "It's fine, Lu. I'm just...not used to people asking about my life topside anymore." He took a long drink, glancing around the room. "It's not a nice story, but there were some bright spots. The drag community was one of those."
He looked back at Lucifer with interest. "What about you? You mentioned that you haven't been doing this much. Is this a new interest, or just something you don't get to do often?"
he nodded in understanding. well, as much as he could understand never having been human and dealing with such things in the first place. it seemed that being a person on earth came with its own unique set of challenges. so of course, lucifer let it go and didn't comment further.
the question bounced back at him made him chuckle sheepishly and glance away. "well..." he had never been open with this kind of thing. a drag night was the perfect excuse to explore without ridicule or judgment. "i've always been a little interested in uh, the other side, if you catch my drift. just dressing outside what's expected. but i've always worried about people taking me less seriously because of it. so... it's new, but not really?"
"Of course my love c'mere. Let's relax you a bit before you go singing." He purred sweeping him off his feet with little spin carrying him like bride as he got over to chair and put him on his lap snuggling him into his chest and coiling his strong arms around his body.
he laughed lightly, holding onto jovanni and grinning once they were sat. "this is exactly what i had in mind." a few eyebrows might've raised seeing the king on someone's lap, but he wasn't worried about it whatsoever tonight. he leaned in to kiss the other's cheek. "i'd kiss you more, maybe make out a little, but i don't want my lipstick ruined. ugh, what a dilemma. whatever shall i do?~"
