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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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ooc β§ i'll be reblogging things from the drag night tag tomorrow morning! most of the dash is snoozing, so i want to reblog them when more people are up and will see them. plus, i'm heading to bed -u-
Time to see what this is all about, he supposes. He's come in a bit less of an extravagant outfit than he'd worn to the event which must not be named, but still bedazzled and in rather lovely shades of white and blue, nervously fixing his bowtie and coughing slightly as he stands at whatever amounts to an entrance for the event. "Alright, Vox. Just....go in. So what if you see a bunch of men in dresses. You can handle that for one night. Besides, you get free drink vouchers. Which nobody's gonna notice if you take more than two anyway. It'll be fine. It'll be just dandy."
....who the fuck is he kidding. This kind of thing scares him shitless, in a way that he doesn't care to dwell on. But he's probably going to be judged even more if he just awkwardly lingers in the hallway all night long--
(Why the fuck didn't he think to bring a plus one. It's not like he has a lot of options for that sort of thing, but surely he could have talked Vincent into it or something.)
--sigh. Fine. Pushing open the door with a dull thud as it collides with the wall. No, he doesn't actually give a shit if he happened to cause property damage with that. He's not even going to properly greet anyone, he's just going to make a fucking beeline for the bar and whoever's attending it to slap down one of the drink vouchers while pointedly avoiding looking anywhere near the stage. "Give me the fucking strongest drink you have. Quickly." It's barked out through gritted teeth. Like fuck is he going through this entire night sober.
funnily enough, it was kee-kee that alerted him to vox's presence. the key-cat hissed and glared in the direction of the overlord when the door hit the wall and apparently caused a small divot to be left behind, and lucifer's eyes followed only to land on him in a rather nice blue and white suit, but looking like he wished to be anywhere else before hurrying towards the bar.
at least he showed? lucifer wasn't really expecting him to make it, considering what the event was and his previously talked about... stuff, with gender expression.
but what kind of host would he be if he didn't say hello? he carefully hopped down from his chair and smoothed the front of his dress before going over. the winged bartender seemed to be giving vox a weird look as he handed over a tall drink, then slowly took the voucher to add it to an already full bucket behind the bar.
"hey," lucifer greeted mildly. "you made it." not exactly accusatory nor overly friendly, but neutral. "your suit's nice. did your fashionista friend make it for you?"
It sounded as if things were going to go Vox's way at first, but then it took a quick turn. It was his fault, but he'd hoped that it wouldn't be brought up. Lucifer pushed him away plenty of times in the past, but something about this incident actually ... made him feel guilty? He had royally messed up. He knew it was an objectively fucked up deal from the start. Crimson eyes returned to the king and his frown was mirrored. "It's not the dress. I did want to talk about this before you walked in. I just ... ugh!" Vox threw his hands up in frustration. "What do you want? A sorry? You already told me you'd never forgive me, so what else could you possibly want?"
of course vox wasn't going to apologize. what was he thinking even hoping for that? "and why should i forgive you? you've been nothing but horrible to me, from trapping me in that stupid box to this forced deal. whichβ that's what i want. i want out of this deal!" lucifer didn't mean to shout, clenching his fists at his sides. "do you have any idea what it's done to me? do you care? of course not. you're too caught up in your own ego and wants to give a fuck about anyone else. i'm not asking for you to love me," he spat the words, "i'm asking you to have the bare consideration for me, but you're not even capable of that. no wonder you're miserable and alone."
"... Okay, that might actually be kind of what I wanted to talk about," he admitted. But he did notice the monarch leaning into his hand and brushed a thumb over one of his cheek circles. Vox didn't often feel bad, about anything, but even he had to admit he'd been pushing at boundaries tremendously their past few encounters. Maybe he could fix that now. His free hand moved to Lucifer's waist, and he pulled the devil closer. "Let me make it up to you?" he offered quietly as his voice lowered. The overlord reached for Lucifer's hand and brought it up to gently kiss his wrist. "I've kind of missed how things were, if I'm being honest," he admitted as a mumble as his eyes shifted away.
oh. lucifer was expecting some scathing words back, maybe more blame for the way things had become, but not this. things were never perfect or ideal, but they had at least been fun. nowadays, every encounter felt like a dreaded chore, and he always left feeling worse. he glanced from the surprisingly soft kiss at this wrist back up to vox despite his focus being elsewhere. "i miss that too. i mean, we were never... i know it was all supposed to be just fun, but..." he frowned. "you're the one who did this. you're the one who pushed me into this deal, and now you feel bad? or do you still not?" lucifer took back his hand to push vox away. "you've never felt bad for anything, or at the very least apologized. what makes it different now? because i'm in a dress?"
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Vox opened his mouth as soon as the door opened to complain when he got a good look at the king's getup, and then promptly closed it. The femininity on Lucifer, especially the way the bow cinched his waist, had all thoughts of a talk quickly erased from his mind. It could wait. "... I'm invoking our deal." He stopped leaning against the wall and moved to lock the door, guiding Lucifer back against it without touching him. "We can be quick," he reasoned, already shrugging off his coat and tossing it back behind him somewhere before he brought a hand up to the shorter's cheek with a smirk. "Like old times?"
well, that was not a reaction he was anticipating. lucifer backed up into the door with eyebrows raised, hearing the door lock click and hurrying to think up an excuse. but then, he heard vox's latter suggestion and paused. "... you mean without you being a jerk?" his eyes narrowed. "without you being pushy and inconsiderate? because i thought that's what we were going to talk about." but hell, despite all that, he still found himself leaning into the other's touch even if it was with a glare, hopeful that the overlord meant the suggestion of things returning to before their deal.
".. Whatever matches you best Beautiful~"'He grinned. "'You look amazing~"
"thank you," he replied with a touch of shyness and a glance down at his dress before back up to cain. "that depends. are you looking to go full glam, or like... a pink suit and some eyeliner? i can make anything work for you."
-- Angel had slinked down the stairs and grabbed a seat at the bar. His wig wasn't quite as overdone as normal, simply pulled up in a sultry little up-do. His make-up was refined, to match his dress. Tonight was a night to show off his range, not just the stereotype.
When Lucifer called out, he looked up with a grin. "Aw, thanks, Lu!" He raised his glass in solidarity. "You look great, too! Killer eyeliner, Your Majesty."
"thanks!" he raised a hand as if about to touch the makeup, but quickly stopped and lowered it. "i learned from the best... and a bunch of veetube tutorials," lucifer admitted with a chuckle before taking another sip of his drink. "your hair's pretty. i mean, all of you is, but especially your hair. i'd try doing something similar if i wore my hair long."
he'd heard that angel dust was something of a pro in drag, so he was curious to know more about the sinner. "when'd you first get into drag? was it something you did when you were alive too?"
βHeh, thatβs okay! I myself am a gal still stuck in the 90s and 2000s era, so I get it. Iβm sure itβll be great.
And I can improvise! Maybe I can be on stage first, head over to the bar for some of it, then come back and finish on stage? Theyβre not that far from each other.β
She grinned, cupping her hand to her cheek to speak softer to him.
βI think Iβll keep it a surprise. But trust me, itβll get the party energized! You guysβll love it.β
She winked, then sat up straight, rubbing her hands together.
βIn the meantime, Iβm gonna enjoy my drink, then take a trip over to the buffet after I perform. Thereβs some sweets over there callinβ my name. Mmm!β
What a goofball she is.
"you can definitely do that! i'll make sure the bar is nice and sturdy for you." while it was said jokingly, lucifer really did plan to reinforce the rickety-looking thing as much as angelically possible to prevent any accidents.
"a secret, huh? i can respect that." he raised his drink as a type of salute before taking a sip and setting it down. "i'm sure it'll be a great song choice!
"just be sure to leave some sweets for the rest of us," he teased with a nudge to her side. "i'm trying not to nervous-eat, actually. so eat enough for the both of us."
he looked down at his watch and then over to the stage. "charlie should be starting it off soon. she's doing a whole danny do-bad thing. i'm glad she's getting involved."
".... So couple drag?" Cain offers
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lucifer, already in their outfit for the night ( sans his performance ), lit up at the idea. "yes! what're you thinking? i can conjure something up for you if you describe it to me." he grinned and waved a gloved hand and there were a few golden sparkles.
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lucifer's outfit by the way, of course by carliz.
"let's give another round of applause for our first two performers!" lucifer stepped out in a pink gown and soft blond bob, matching silk gloves up past his elbows. "very different songs, but great choices the both of them. i'm so proud of herβ i mean, them! them. they both did fantastic. our next entertainers will be up shortly, so be sure to grab those drinks while you can! but before that..." the king trailed off, and in one corner of the stage was another lucifer in a pink suit doing a perfectly timed drum roll. "it's time for our first prize winner!"
what was presumably a helper for the night came out on stage and presented a gift basket. but instead of teddy bears and taffies, it was containers of straight-up beelzejuice. "we're starting off nice and mild with some alcohol. who doesn't love the stuff? there should be a few mixers in there too. the winner of this little prize is..."
cue a dramatic pause before lucifer poofed a card into his hand and read the name. "mimzy ( @hellishbind )! come on up and grab your goods. wait, that's not... take your prize away!"
first performance | second performance
OPEN STARTER FOR DRAG NIGHT
{ for @theserpnt 's event #HHDragNight ! }
-- Angel has spoken to Lucifer to arrange the set perfectly. A little smoke covered the stage floor, just enough to obscure his her feet as she came to the stage. The music started slowly as the lights came up, flitting around the room before focusing suddenly as Angel took center stage.
I haven't seen my ex since we broke up Probably 'cause he didn't wanna grow up Now I'm out and wearing something low-cut 'Bout to get attention from a grown up
'Cause you hold me like a woman In a way I've never felt before And it makes me wanna hold on And it makes me wanna be all yours
Angel slinked forward, gliding on heels that made no noise against the stage. Eyes flickered back and forth across the crowd, finding one patron every so often and approaching them, looking over them as if appraising value before looking away and moving on.
Guys my age don't know how to treat me Don't know how to treat me Don't know how to treat me Guys my age don't know how to touch me Don't know how to love me good Guys my age don't know how to keep me Don't know how to keep me Don't know how to keep me Guys my age don't know how to touch me Don't know how to love me good
Hands found the straps of the dress that clung to Angel's form, sliding one off of his shoulder with a playful wink at one particular audience member before glancing away.
All he ever wanted was to go down What we supposed to do with all his friends around? Yeah Smoking weed, he'd never wanna leave the house Got an empty cushion on that sofa now
Told him, "Good luck with the next one." Maybe she'll be just as immature Gotta thank him, he's the reason That I'll find out what I'm looking for
With a wave, Angel fell into the smoke, coming back up with a sultry little smirk as the dress hiked up those long legs as he slid to the edge of the stage, reaching out to pick up someone's drink and take a sip.
Guys my age don't know how to treat me Don't know how to treat me Don't know how to treat me Guys my age don't know how to touch me Don't know how to love me good Guys my age don't know how to keep me Don't know how to keep me Don't know how to keep me Guys my age don't know how to touch me Don't know how to love me good
So I'm never going back No, I'm never going back
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, Angel returned to his feet, eyes locked onto one of the audience members. He watched them for a long moment, drawing them into this fantasy he was creating before moving on to the next one.
Guys my age don't know how to treat me Don't know how to please me Don't know how to read me Guys my age don't know how to touch me Don't know how to love me good Guys my age don't know how to tease me Don't know how to leave me Don't know how to need me Guys my age don't know how to touch me Don't know how to love me good
So I'm never going back Don't know, don't know, don't know No, I'm never going back Don't know how to touch me Don't know how to love me good So I'm never going back No, I'm never going back
He walked back toward the curtains of the stage, casting one last look across the audience, and left with a wink and a blown kiss. Once the performance was finished, he walked back out onto the main floor, a bright smile on his face. It had been a long time since he had been able to show that side of himself in his performances.
Velvette's gaze traveled around the room the moment that she entered, taking in what the people nearest to her had worn with a faint hum. Her own outfit, while still of the finest quality, was uncharacteristically simple; just a plain white dress shirt that was left unbuttoned at the top, with matching slacks and a darker vest over top. Far from her normal extravagance, but she needed the calmness of something more toned down for once.
She spotted the bar fairly quickly, heading over to get herself a drink. True, she couldn't exactly have it on its own, but that issue was quickly fixed by summoning a fancy crystal flask and pouring into her order a good amount of a dark red... we'll call it wine.
Open Starter #2 for @theserpnt's Drag Night Event - Danny Do-Bad takes the stage
There's a burst of smoke and suddenly, emerging from it as it clears is Charlie the wickedest figure ever to grace the halls of the Hazbin Hotel:
"LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! I, THE DEVIOUS DANNY DO-BAD, HAVE COME TO...oh...I guess there is no train to steal...in that case, I am here to provide you..."
A guitar starts strumming an odd, but some what jaunty tune.
"ENTERTAINMENT!!!!"
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I'm too shy to message you directly lol BUTTTTTTTT I was wondering if we had to wait for a certain time or day to post our muse performing?
ooc β§ no worries! i would be the same way asjdfklsda but nope! you're free to post it whenever it's ready. just tag me in it so i can reblog it c:
Mira did recognize the awkward situation Lucifer was in. Raguel didn't really know Lucifer anymore. She still loved him; having been a child when he was cast from Heaven had made that rose-tinted love stronger.
Though, Mira couldn't help but smile a bit to herself when she thought of Raguel. "Well, for one she's a sharp dresser! I always look silly next to her. This is my idea of 'really dressed up.'" She laughed. "Her idea of casual involves such fine clothes and makeup. The very best of my 'nice dressing' would be the minimum of her 'casual.'"
Mira's eyes sparkled as she talked about Raguel. The big, stupid smile on her face made her facial muscles twitch with effort. "She gets lost in the work sometimes. I always dig her out of it. She's just about the only person who can touch me to, like, get my attention without getting grappled to the ground in the process. Lute learned never to talk to me again like that, threw her to the ground for startling me."
Then, Mira realized how bad that sounded. "Uh, not that I enjoy that. I was in combat from 1938 to 1945, March, before the, uh, surrender. I fought in the Eastern bloc of the Allies." She didn't need to be grilled about the Soviet Union again. "Just messed up from that," she chuckled awkwardly. "But! Back to your little sister. Raguel is this perfect duality of sensitive and caring and even anxious at times with this streak of duty and ability to take care of difficult things. I never saw it in my nine years in the army. It's graceful and beautiful."
despite the guilt that settled in his chest, lucifer couldn't help but smile himself as the other spoke of his sister. it was obvious there was a lot of love there, and he was glad that raguel managed to find someone who cared about her so much. and being a rambler himself, he didn't mind the winner talking at length.
"the allies?" he didn't keep up with humans as extensively as he had before, but something about that rang a bell. "oh! you mean theβ" oh. okay, maybe best not to focus on something that affected humanity so much. he just cleared his throat instead and was glad for the other getting back on track.
"it sounds like she really grew up to be someone amazing," he responded fondly. "and i'm glad she has you, by the sound of it."
he really, really should reach out. but... maybe now wasn't the right timing. maybe another day. he didn't even know if raguel would be willing to talk to him, because who knew if heaven skewed the stories. "i'm guessing she knows you're here, and i'm throwing this thing?" was his roundabout way of asking if she had asked about him.
