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thisaccountisagainstmywill · 27 days

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random OC ask: what is something about your OC that people wouldn't expect from looking at them?

what are the preconceived notions people might form or have formed about them? how does your OC respond to those notions?

Been a hot minute since I talked about my girls. Luce Locke: The Half-Elf 'Bard'. She looks like an urchin and an empty-headed mess most of the time. But she's observant and intelligent. She's paying attention, she can't help but absorb every little bit of information she can. People let so many things slip when they don't think you're a threat. She plays into the perceived stupidity when she can. Gathering rumors to sell for when life gets a little too uncomfortable living on the floor. (Or we need to buy an indoor bath.) Malkira Bhaalspawn: The Drow Druid Durge. She looks confident and vile, and in some ways she is.

But she loathes herself. The very skin she wears. Drow are short for a 'tall race'. She stands just over 5 feet tall and to be such a impotent feeling weapon as a Bhaalspawn drives her mad. It's what drives her to be a Druid. To be able wear another skin. She likes the projection of fear. She likes the way she doesn't look right to others and uses it to intimidate. To glare people away.

Aerfen Mlastina: The Human Monk.

She looks mean. Her face is a little too harsh, her jaw a little too tense. Her eyes a little too sharp, like she's glaring at all times. But she wants nothing more than for other people to be happy and safe. She has a strong sense of justice and despite not being very good with people she does her best to help. Her RBF makes it hard to get the work done that she wants. She's got no desire to intimidate, so it goes to waste. The closest she gets is lecturing others. It makes her frustrated and a little bitter, because "[she's] just trying to help!". Which would've been a problem for a younger Aerfen. These days the meditation keeps it in check. Elaine Freespawn: The Tiefling Sorcerer Durge. Elaine appears cryptic, stoic, observant, quiet, and devout. These are the things she is by necessity. But when given the chance see sees wonder in the world and magic. She likes learning about new people and seeing new places.

The serious demeanor keeps people away which can be upsetting, but she can use the distance to focus on internalizing.

#oc: luce locke #oc: aerfen #oc: malkira #tav asks #tav bg3 #oc: elaine freespawn

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pumpkinsong42 · 2 months

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Malkira’s oc Namah x Astarion commission 🖤🖤

#commission art #art commisions #digital commissions open #commission #digital commission #digital art #digital illustration #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate astarion #baldurs gate fanart #artists on tumblr

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beautyandthefae · 7 years

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Rhysand took my warnings to heart, he saved you on that day but your Mother I....I tried to stop him. I argued, I pleaded, I begged and I fought him...I fought my own father trying to save your Mother but I couldn't and I'm sorry....

Taintless, BenevolentIncubus Tamlin to Malkira

#acotar #acomaf #acowar #Tamlin #Rhysand #Malkira #family #Rhysand's Sister

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gatefleet · 4 years

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Hellblazer and Hellfire (mini-chpt)

DC/Vertigo Comics: Constantine, Malkira Morningstar (Crooked Angel - OC) Word Count: 466 (T)Warnings: smoking, lashing out A/N: n/a Request: No

“Hello, Johnny-boy.” It didn’t take more than that one phrase for John to know exactly who was behind him. “’Right ‘Kira?” His low chuckle was always soothing to you, cheeky and light, but you always knew it was hiding and just at the surface of something deep, dark and full of pain.

“When did you finally escape?” John couldn’t look at you, couldn’t bring those big, puppy-like, brown eyes to face you. He knew that if he looked at you, he’d relive that night. The night when everything changed, when that little girl was dragged to hell because he wouldn’t listen to you about demons, when you were dragged with her, trying to protect her...

You looked to the ground, moving some of your hair behind your ear, if anyone would believe how you got out, it would be John, but you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him what had happened during that process, even for the Princess of Hell, getting out of that predicament wasn’t easy, or cheap.

Your silence was all the answer John needed as he sighed, shook his head and lit a cigarette before lashing out at the closest inanimate object to him. The sound of things crashing brought the attention of others, you looked between John and the door which people would appear in and let your head slowly let your head down as you let the feeling of weightlessness fill you and faded out of the room, as you faded out the eyes of your hell-fox shone briefly.

“Constantine? Is everything alright?” Sarah charged into the room, batons raised and ready to defend. John looked to the space you previously occupied and sighed, shaking his head, “Yeah, Love, everything’s fine, just lost me balance was all,” John tried to brush off Sarah’s concern, but she still caught the glances he was throwing at the wall and boxes in the ships hold. John got rid of his cigarette and pushed his way past Sarah and into a corridor. He walked down the corridor, trying not to think about what you may have had to do in order to escape from hell.

John almost jumped out of his skin when he saw you sitting on his bed, hell-fox by your legs, “Jees Mal, tryna kill me?”, you looked at John pointedly, “No dear, the cigarettes will do that.” you said as you stood, the fox raised its head to ensure you didn’t go too far. Once it was satisfied it didn’t have to move, it lay its head back down. You took the cigarette from Constantine’s mouth and discarded of it. He still couldn’t look at you. He shrugged out of his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, the fox opened one eye, curious as to what the blond was up to.

(Picture credit: Unknown, from Google.)

#dc comics #vertigo comics #malkira morningstar #john constantine #hellblazer #hellfire #lucifer #legends of tomorrow #fanfic

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monstermultimuse · 5 years

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It’s All Fun & Games Until Someone Loses An Eye - Open Starter (Demon!Samael/Malkira)

All he remembered was that flash of light. Impossibly bright, a burning white that overtook his entire being. The crash that had accompanied it still echoed in his ears as he pushed himself up. The ground behind him felt grimy, the cold of his palms burning against the heat radiating up through what he thought might have been some sort of tile? Concrete perhaps? He tried to open his eyes. Darkness. He tried again and again. Nothing. Frantic tears welled and fell down his cheeks, mixing with shining ichor he was blind too. He raised a shaking hand to his face. His fingers were inches away and he couldn’t make out a thing.

He blinked. Once. Twice. Quickly, several times. Squinted. Nothing changed. His eye burned and ached.

Panic took over as he tried to raise to his feet, stumbling to find his way around the room. Sobs shook his body as he tried to beg for help.

“ Help! Help me, please, anybody! It’s too dark! Please, it burns! I can’t see!”

The newly turned demon crumpled to the ground, whining as he clawed at his blackened eyes in vain.

“It burns, it burn, it burns.... Please...I can’t see... It’s too dark....It’s so dark...Please...”

#angst #whump #starters #open rp #m: samael #demon au #malkira au #you threw off my queue #tw #cw #eye trauma #eye gore #magic gore #magic violence #body horror #threads

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hostcaptain-blog · 6 years

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one thing that i admire in humans?

single names. imagine. having only one name.

#samael. satan. samil. camael. cameel. camniel. khamael. malkira. balkira. bechira.#ten names. how thematic.

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delabor · 5 years

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𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻

repost, don’t reblog !

𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬 !

FULL NAME. samael, archangel of death; ruler of fifth heaven; angel of darkness; destruction angel garrison chief / leader; poison / venom / severity / blindness of god; chief of evil spirits; head / leader of satans; chief of fallen angels; fifth regent NICKNAME. patron of rome; guardian angel of rome; prince of rome; archenemy of israel; patron of edom; grim reaper; fallen; crow @blessedisdeath ; poison of god; samil; smil; samiel; the accuser; seducer; destroyer; melkira (king of evil / king of the wicked); malkira / malchira (messenger of evil / angel of iniquity); belkira (lord of the wall); bechira (the elect of evil; chosen by evil); belial; satan; ruler of third hell; the serpent’s rider; azazel; prince of demons; blind god; god of the blind; first sinner; demiurge; yaldabaoth; saklas; camael, wild thing / mine samael / angel mine / feather pillow / handsome @fracturedmonster ; sammy, ale @estrangedaframian GENDER. genderless / male vessel (default) HEIGHT. 6′6.5 AGE. ancient ZODIAC. none SPOKEN LANGUAGES. all

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 !

HAIR COLOR. brown (default) EYE COLOR. hazel (default) ; red (grace flare) SKIN TONE. tan BODY TYPE. athletic; strong; muscled; graceful VOICE. forthright; faint rumble in throat under voice; quieter & lower when angry DOMINANT HAND. ambidextrous; but leans to right POSTURE. loose; very proper when challenged; insulted; angry; angelic (straightens back; shoulders; heightens chin) SCARS. none TATTOOS. six wings on back, down shoulders to elbows & just under waistband; enochian on inner right ankle; skeletal hourglass on inner left forearm; two inch oval with spokes & constellation on right upper arm riding edge of wing; two inch spur & stars on left side of chest, four or five inches from collarbone. avengers a on hip (verse dependent) BIRTHMARKS. scattered freckles / birthmarks MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S). height; beard; messy hair; dark clothes; smile

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 !

PLACE OF BIRTH. abyss before formal creation HOMETOWN. heaven SIBLINGS. billions / seven closest PARENTS. god (unacknowledged)

𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 !

OCCUPATION. drifter / deviant / permanent vacationer & jet setter without jet; former unpaid heavenly hired hitman / b omb CURRENT RESIDENCE. california CLOSE FRIENDS. ruby @fidelissimi ; rowena @hereticdefied ; dean @estrangedaframian RELATIONSHIP STATUS. single (verse dependent- @estrangedaframian ; @andinked ; @fracturedmonster ; @fightfiresnotdemons) FINANCIAL STATUS. comfortable DRIVER’S LICENSE. falsified from grace; flawlessly convincing CRIMINAL RECORD. only heavenly. may be wanted by human authorities. VICES. drugs; alcohol; food to excess; sex; murder; murderers; sin; sinners; dangerous situations; recent crime scenes; wearing leather; wearing novelty clothing items; inability to be serious; being eccentric; being erratic

𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !

SEXUAL ORIENTATION. pansexual / bisexual / all PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch (no emotions or unrequited preferred) PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch LIBIDO. high TURN ON’S. threats; dangerous / reckless / unlawful behavior; murder; sin; curves; muscles; thiccc ladies & gents; warriors; capability TURN OFF’S. commitment; commitment alluding language; confessions of tender feelings or emotions; humiliation scenes (receiving); ruining perfectly good food LOVE LANGUAGE. small presents; non malicious pranks; snuggling; affectionate touch; concern over well being; unending interest in opinions; thoughts & behaviors; complete se xual satisfaction; quiet & content in presence for long periods of time; ignoring emotional displays & remaining in presence; attempts to cook RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. one night stands; short term everything. keep it casual. even if it isn’t casual anymore-------; say it’s casual. it’s a smoke screen that makes him more comfortable. if you admit it’s serious to him he’ll ghost; no explanations.

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 !

CHARACTER’S THEME SONG. thriller; michael jackson HOBBIES TO PASS TIME. dancing; fighting; training; mur der; eating; drugs; drinking; pranks; travel; reading; composing; playing music; watching television; sleeping; creating enchanted items; blacksmithing; lying; gambling; se x LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. both. PHOBIAS. commitment; being contained or imprisoned; small spaces SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL. high VULNERABILITIES. people he gets attached to; his own impending sense of doom; anxiety over the inevitability of mortality in regards to mortals he likes; pride; inability to forgive

Tagged by: @hereticdefied & @andinked

Tagging: @zzapzzaptasers & @hereticdefied & @blessedisdeath & @hellsholyground

#::memereply::#::headcanon::

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ofmonstersandnothing · 5 years

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Lucifer

Before he was cast from Heaven, Samael stood as one of the first Archangels and was known as the “venom of God”. He was called Malkira: the king of the wicked, messenger of evil, and angel of iniquity, Belkira: Lord of the wall, or Bechira: the elect of evil. He was the accuser, destroyer, and seducer seen as both good and evil as he condoned the sins of man. He was also Lucifer, the light bearer and bringer of Dawn. Legend has it that he once was the commander of two million angels. For his pride, he was cast to the outer rings of Heaven and then from Heaven altogether and tasked with ruling the Judeo-Christian Hell, punishing those sent to him just as he had condemned the sins of man before. He made Azrael, the accidental creation that caused his exile, into his Queen and groomed her into his deadliest weapon. He continued to wage his war on man, building an army of demons of all kinds to fill the empire he built in Hell. Then he died. I don’t know the whole story, but apparently, he went after Azrael, wanted her to come back to Hell with him after she left, but she got tired of running.

I do know that before being cast out, he briefly became a consort of Lilith resulting in one confirmed son by the name of Asmodai, also called the Sword of Samael and, according to a lot of stories, the Lilin. This little detail, while unconfirmed, has still led to the almost biologically programmed hatred between the Lilin and Soul Collectors, often leading to the all-out war between the two.

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ao3feed-pegoryu · 5 years

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Stay safe for me

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2PXN4Zu

by RainbowPlane

Akira and Ryuji have been in a relationship for quite some time now. But one day, on a cold winter evening, Ryuji began to act a little odd. What could be the reason of him suddenly distancing himself? Had Akira done something wrong?

A Secret santa gift for Malkira

Words: 1370, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Persona 5

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kurusu Akira, Sakamoto Ryuji, Persona 5 Protagonist

Relationships: Kurusu Akira/Sakamoto Ryuji, Persona 5 Protagonist/Sakamoto Ryuji

Additional Tags: SS gift, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, a bit of angst, just a bit, winter cuddling, Worries, One Shot

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2PXN4Zu

#ao3feed #pegoryu #akiryu #akiraryuji

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thisaccountisagainstmywill · 3 months

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random OC ask: what would your OC wear on an average day? what would they wear to a special event?

[feel free to include reference images, if you'd like!]

Thank you for this ask! This has been an excellent excuse to pull the sketches I've been sitting on for the last few months together and throw them onto some quick paper dolls-type models. Luce Locke the Half-Elf Lore Bard

Every day Luce wears oversized clothes (don't ask where she got them from) adjusted to fit her properly with either ties, corsetry, vests, or exceptionally wide belts. For a formal outfit: I've gone with a Hero of Baldur's Gate, patriar-appropriate styling that leans a bit more into her Wood Elf Heritage fancied up but still keeps the silhouette type she prefers.

Elain Freespawn the Tiefling Sorcerer

Elain's every-day post game uses elements of her old formal robes softened up. She keeps the 'belly dancing' bells as part of her costume because she enjoys how they sound like windchimes when she flies around. Elaine's Formal outfit is a de-gore-ified version of her old cult robes.. -- Which is largely based on one of my own RennFair costumes

Aerfen Mlaștină the Human Monk

Aerfen's every clothes are just her monk clothes which are based on traditional formal Romanian clothing. Her formal clothing is her normal monk robes plus a Vest. Very fancy. :)

Malkira, Chosen of Bhaal the Drow Druid

Mal's everyday clothes are her personal (non-Bhaalist) assassin robes. Her favorite clothes. She likes that it gives her a weird silhouette around her joints when she crouches. Her formal clothes are her cult leader-worn clothes, she does no other formal events willingly. And this is where I would put Vlaaz, Githyanki Cleric of Vlaakith. But to be honest, drawing the Githyanki armor sucks ass. And I was only going to joke that she wears the same thing for daily and formal and it wasn't worth it. Here's Vlaaz anyway. I think she's neat.

She will not dress up any more than this. This is perfection.

#bg3 #bg3 tav #oc: luce locke #oc: aerfen #oc: elaine freespawn #oc: vlaaz #oc: Malkira #inaconstantstateofchange asks #asks

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evolvenation33 · 7 years

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The God of Luciferian Witchcraft is Seth-an, or Set (the same as Samael, Satan). This is the Egyptian Prince of Darkness, a Lord of Chaos and sorcerous power. Set should not be considered merely a God in an anthropomorphic sense, rather a deific force which is the very essence of our being. When Azazel or Lucifer brought to Cain the Black Flame of Consciousness, this was as too Set’s gift to mankind. By working in the circles of Luciferian Craft, you are merely fulfilling your ancient heritage. While some choose paths less dangerous than this; the reality of witchcraft as a Luciferian Gnosis cannot be denied. The Great Work in reference to Set is for the magician to seek divinity, that is awareness, individuality and personal power. By believing in yourself rather than something ‘higher’ than you (The only Higher Angelick or Demonic being is YOU, the Luciferic Angel or Holy Guardian Angel) you become as your models.

Within the Black Tradition the Luciferian Trinity which is composed of Samael – Lilith – Cain hold significance in the model of practice within the cult. This Trinity is an alchemical process of becoming in which the magician aligns and utilizes the deific associations of Samael – Lilith – Cain to transform their consciousness into the divine essence which is Baphomet, the Head of Knowledge. To described Samael, a small section as follows is from LIBER HVHI, a ritual work which defines the deeper and darker practice of the Left Hand Path in terms of Witchcraft.

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“It is written in the Bible that Samael/Satan fell from heaven as lightening, being a flash downwards, who before the fall, was a guarding Seraph around the throne of God. After his fall he was a master of death, the very poison of God yet he was also a Giver of Life, being the father between fallen angel and woman. In later Jewish writings, Samael is associated with the name Malkira, which Morris Jastrow Jr. associated with Malik-Ra, being “The Evil Angel” and the name Matanbuchus, being a form of Angro-Mainyush or Ahriman. Here does the circle become closed and the nature of the First Angel become perceived or sensed. In ongoing ritual work, the magician begins identifying his or herself with Samael (and Lilith) within the parameters of their own life and initiation.

The Lord of the Earth, being a name ascribed to Samael (Satan) and his fallen angels and demons, are but considered astral spirits, that which no longer take physical form, but may become manifest through the magician or witch who may make a “pact” with them, being initiation and dedication to the Left Hand Path. Samael is the patron spirit of the Left Hand Path, as his Word is what formed our thoughts and gave us the inner fire of the Black Flame, our individual process of thought and free will. The magicians who aligned their will with the Left Way, that of Samael (the Devil), were given powers over the earth in one way or another; all the while strengthening, defining and expanding their conscious. In Exodus 7 the magicians were able to make frogs and serpents by the power they obtained in the Devil, thus such creatures are astral forms of Ahriman (Samael) and the dreaming body of witches and sorcerers.” – Liber HVHI

Here we can see that Samael or Satan/Shaitan, is not the all devouring aspect, but also the savior of humanity and the original planter of the seed of light in our being. Through Cain did his lineage survive and continue on spiritually to this present time.

Lilith, being the Bride of the Devil, is one part of the Adversary as being the dark instinctual side of man and woman, feminine, yet horrific and loving all within the same breath. Lilith is known by the Semitic “Layil” which a word is meaning Night, but also the name of the demon of the storm. Lilith is associated with the screech owl and other beasts of the wild, as it is where she went after she left heaven to wander the earth. She is considered one of the Three Assyrian demons being Ardat Lilit, Lilit and Lilu, but rather these may be just variations of her name. It is suggested by some Hebrew scholars that Lilith was worshipped by exiled Jews from Babylon as a goddess of the wilderness.

Lilith as described in post-biblical literature is viewed as the Queen of Demons, she went to the caves near the Red Sea and copulated with fallen angels to beget other demons, she also taught (according to Manichaean lore – Az) the fallen angels how to form bodies and have sexual relations to give life to other ‘dragon children’. She was said to have been the reunited with her mate Samael (Ahriman) after the fall, when he would not be roused by his fellow fallen ones and demons, only the words of Az (Lilith) could rouse him. He then kissed her form and caused menstruation, which was passed on to all women as Lilith is directly connected with their fiery and dark sides.

#lucifer #spirituality #wiccan #witches #lillith #samael #occult #devil

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beautyandthefae · 7 years

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"Don't you dare look behind me. One look and I will end you, I can assure you of that." He was glaring harshly at Tamlin as he stood before him. Darkness rippled off of his body and pulsated from his very core, how dare Tamlin step foot here without his permission? He hadn't even taken note that Malkira was there yet as he continued looking at Tamlin. "How did you even get in here...?" His voice sounded dark and powerful as he stood before him.

#acotar #acomaf #acowar #Tamlin #Rhysand #Malkira #oc #Taintless #Rhysand's sister

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gatefleet · 5 years

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Crooked Angel Revamp

DC Comics: Lucifer: Lucifer Morningstar, Malkira Morningstar (OC), Mazikeen, Detective Chloe Decker, 7 Deadly Sins, Amenadiel, Belial, Zozo. Word Count: 1,888 (T)W: alcohol Request: no

“The names Malkira Morningstar, love, and I’m always on the list.” You smiled seductively at the bouncer. The bouncer double checked his list. When he looked back up at you his face was had changed, it looked scared, wary. You shone him a smile before leaning in close and whispering into his ear, “if you tell him or Mazikeen I’m here, I’ll make whatever punishment he promised you look and sound like a walk in the park” you practically purred in his ear. When you pulled back and looked into his eyes, you could tell he was weighing up who he feared more. It took another moment before he reluctantly nodded his head and let you into the club through the V.I.P entrance. You smiled at him, your blood red lips showing off your pearly whites and walked into the club “smart choice Chuck.”

As you walked into the club, you could hear the live piano and singer just finishing up their set then, as if on cue, your favourite song from this year began to play, Dorothy – Raise Hell. You couldn’t help but smirk and shake your head at the timing. You found an abandoned booth near the back of the balcony where you and your friends made yourselves at home. Altogether there were around 8 of you in total, a couple of your friends disappeared through the crowd to get drinks for the table, which left five of you at the table, it gave you enough cover to avoid being seen by the barmaid as well as the owner of the club. It took a while, but eventually your friends returned with the drinks. “Well, I’m NEVER going to the bar with Bia or Xuri again!” You looked at your friend, trying to supress a smile as you took a sip of your drink, “what happened, Ira?” “Guys, that’s what happened.” You nodded in understanding, your friends Superbia (Bia) and Luxuria (Xuria/Ria) tended to get A LOT of attention regardless of the gender they chose to be that day.

After you had been in the club for around an hour or two, the owner decided to address everyone, to thank them for attending that evening. You blocked out the distinctly British accent, which matched your own and instead focused your attention on trying to stir up some form of entertainment via encouraging two males to ‘lock horns’ with one another. It seemed to be working until your sight was blocked by a distinctly blonde, stern looking female. You sighed looking up at her with the most annoyed look you could muster. “Something I can do for you love?” you gave the blonde an exasperated huff when you saw that the two males you tried to corrupt walking in the opposite direction from each other. “Great. Now that I have your undivided attention” the blonde satisfied smile and crossed her arms, looking at you. You looked up to her staying silent. “Let me see your ID.” You laughed in her face, “Seriously? What, you don’t think that the hired muscle outside would let someone under age in here, do you?” The blonde just stared at you, unmoving. You sighed, “fine, but I can assure you I’m much older than I look.” You said handing the blonde your most recent ID, especially after you caught sight of her badge in the corner of your eye.

“So, your last name’s ‘Morningstar’, huh?” She questioned you, suddenly looking on edge. “Yes,” you smirked at her uneasiness, “is there something the matter officer?” “It’s detective, and you wouldn’t happen to be related to Lucifer Morningstar, would you?” You looked at the detective for a second, “I’m sorry love, who?” You knew fine well who she was referring to, it was the club owner who had introduced himself over the sound system a couple of minutes ago, instead you decided to play with the detective.

“Lucifer, y’know tall, dark, British, owner of the club you’re currently standing in?” The detective looked at you as she handed you back your ID. “Oh! Oh, you’re referring to Samael! My answer hasn’t changed detective.” You smirked at her, which only grew as the detective got a confused look on her face.

After a little back and forth between yourself and the detective, Ira caught your eye as Xuria whispered something to you. You stood bidding farewell to the detective, “detective, it’s been a pleasure.” You went to leave when you felt someone grip your arm, when you spun round to see it was the detective. You managed to get her to release her grip on your arm and you were just about to confront her about it when the club owners voice reached your ears, also capturing the detective’s attention. You took your opportunity to disappear into the crowd. When the detective turned around to finish questioning you, you were gone and she was left watching into the crowd for you. “Something the matter detective?” the detective tilted her head slightly to show she was listening as she continued to scan the crowd. “What? Oh yeah, do you know who that girl was that I was just talking with?” the detective looked confused as she looked towards the direction she thought you went. “No, can’t say I did, detective,” Lucifer looked in the same direction as the detective.

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You were wandering around your apartment, tablet in hand running through your list of things to do, with Acedia and Invidia when you heard a knock at your door. You were currently in the kitchen and shouted to the Dia’s to answer the door. When you heard another, more insistent knock at the door you entered the sitting room and saw Acedia lounging about on your couch, phone in one hand and the other stuffed into a packet of crisps (which you really should have seen coming) and Invidia was busy raging at someone down the phone. You rolled your eyes, sighing as you answered your door. You smiled when you opened your door and was met with the detective from the club, you leaned against the door frame, crossing your arms, smile widening. “Ah, detective, I was wondering when you’d show up at my door.”

You were positively thrilled at how awkward the detective was sitting between Acedia and Invidia. It made you all warm and tingly inside to witness it. You smiled at the detective as you handed her a glass of water while sitting across from her. “I’m sorry love, I don’t quite think I caught your name at the club the other night. Have we met before by chance? You look awfully familiar and I just can’t place why.” “Maybe you met her in a past life?” you looked toward Acedia at that point, eyebrow arched. The detective looked between you and Acedia before speaking, “first off, its Detective Decker, not ‘love’” you smiled, she was getting more and more uncomfortable the more Acedia ignored her and Invidia paid attention to her. “Decker? Now that does ring a bell.” You put your finger to your chin feigning thoughtfulness. “She was in that movie ‘Hot Tub High School.” Your head snapped toward Invidia and a smile grew upon your face, especially with the amount of attention Invidia was most definitely giving the detective. “Of course! Hot Tub High School! Good memory Vid!”

After a conversation, which was really more of an interrogation about Lucifer, the detective left. “Vid, love, do I want to know just how often you watch Hot Tub High School?” you eyed her curiously, Invidia’s only response was to shrug and leave, “Invidia! Vid, where are you-“and with that your door was slammed shut, “damn Envy.”

While you were out looking for an old friend you couldn’t help but cause a little mischief, it was after all in your nature. It was how your father raised you. You couldn’t risk using your abilities in case any other celestial or otherworldly beings were close by. The mortal way is had to be then. You did, probably the most childish thing possible. You began playing tap tap runaway. You were about to enter round two and up the ante when your friend, Belial, finally turned up. After exchanging greetings, the two of you went to get beverages and wandered through the local park. “So, Mal, what brings you to the City of Angels? Where’s Zozo?” you had just taken a drink at that point so you moved in a way that made your messenger bag bounce off your hip revealing the bear hanging from your bag, avoiding the first part of his question. “He decided to lay low today” you said taking another sip of your beverage.

“Ah, amazing, the demon of Ouija has decided to become a mere key chain bear, but don’t think I don’t know that you are avoiding the first part of my question” Belial smiled at you lightly bumping shoulders as you tried to avoid his gaze. “picked up on that one, did you?” Belial merely looked at you, waiting for your answer. “Fine,” you sighed, “if you must know I got a call from Amenadiel and a drunk call from Mazikeen. Something about a certain family... Resemblance going missing...”

Once you had left Belial, your first port of call was to your apartment to change for the night’s festivities. When you heard a knock at your door you were hardly dressed to receive company. You answered the door in a housecoat, in all honesty, you expected it to be one of the sins. The person who was on the other side of the door, however, was not even in the top 5. “Something I can help you with Menny?” He eyed you carefully before entering your apartment. “Sure, come on in” you said sarcastically as you raised your hands before closing your door, following Amenadiel into the sitting area. “Is there something I can help you with Amenadiel?” you asked again, getting more and more agitated at his obvious lack of acknowledgement with regards to your question.

You sighed in exasperation, “fine! I’ll be getting ready. There’s food on the way, be a dear and get it for me when it arrives.” You left him to his own devices as you went to your bedroom to finish getting ready. Once you had finished getting, you left your room and entered the sitting area only to be met with the sight of Amenadiel finishing laying out the food you had ordered. “Aw, Menny, I didn’t know you cared” you smirked, crossing your arms and placing most of your weight on one leg. “Enough with the games Kira, you know exactly why I’m here.” You looked at Amenadiel, pouting, “I’m pretty sure I told you NOT to call me that. Besides I haven’t seen, let alone spoken to, daddy dearest since I got into town.” You smirked at Amenadiel as you sat down opposite him, eating some fries. Amenadiel just stared at you, “if you didn’t come here to talk some sense into your father, then why did you come to the City of Angels?” Amenadiel asked, you smiled at him “for the night life obviously. Besides, I don’t even think that Samael is even aware that I’m topside let alone in the same city as him.”

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