"Whoa Ho Ho! You Hear That? Now I Really Don't Feel Bad Calling Him An Uptight, Stuffy Old Windbag Of

"Whoa ho ho! You hear that? Now I really don't feel bad calling him an uptight, stuffy old windbag of a self-righteous jackass!"

@lettherebemonsters asked:

Black wings rustled as someone swooped down to see the Hellish king. It was no secret that the angels in Heaven despised Lucifer. Michael being the most vocal....but Azrael had the most hatred.

After all......it was thanks to her brother that she was forced to witnessed death in the most horrific ways every day for countless millenia.

" Lucifer...or should I call you by your real name instead? Not that you're worthy to grace it....."

That's a familiar voice, one he wasn't prepared to hear so casually making itself known, as though they hadn't avoided one another for centuries. Lucifer is already wincing as his entire body tenses up, but he'll have to think quick, he' can't be the one looking like he was caught unaware, no, he had to make this appear like something else entirely.

And so, he straightens up his posture; ready to deliver something more... in command of this situation.

"Uhp-uhp-uhp-buh, nuh-uh-nope." a hand had pulled away from his cane in order to raise it towards the visitor, a gesture indicating for a halt to anything being said or done. His raised hand soon turned to a finger wagging, almost chiding.

"Nuh uh uh~! Don't…. please." his shoulders had seized yet again, tightening up at the mention of his former named being used. To Azarael it may be viewed a privileged name, to Hell's ruler it was but a discarded echo of some - something he once was, an outer shell he'd shed long ago which he'd outgrown, and which stood as a reminder of what he would never again be. A name he once held so much disdain for, one he preferred never to be referred to as by any lengths. With this the Angel brought a threat whether she was aware of it or not.

"Watch it there, we don't want to get off on the wrong foot after so long now, do we~?" he implored with a biting implication behind polite phrasing and a formal tone.

Of course he was expecting things to only get worse, it always did when any one from up there turned up down here.

SpOOKY!

Alrighty folks, bear with me, phone is still on the fritz. usually do majority of my dash interactions via mobile and most of my icons are saved there. so I will be going through my blogs to recover some icons to save onto desktop while also making a new set in the meantime.....

ooc;

lower activity. unexpected. sorry guys. won't be playing much on dash until things clear up.

"I just realized that... you remind me of a cockatiel... no, you're literally a cockatiel."

@dragonflyonamotor

"Hm." he gave out a saccharine hum which proceeded to turn into soft laughter, leaving the impression that something was really trying his patience to those who can detect such social cues.

"Is that so, well, aren't you original~!" he chimed.

"And who might you be? I can only assume that you're here as part of my daughter Charlie's sinner rehabilitation program. Have we met before, I'm terrible with faces and even worse with names~!"

@hells-musing-along

This or nothing~

Saw this and it had to be done 😂