#checkingintohell jc

[a-hell-of-a-time]

Beezlebub's Masquerade Ball Opening (Featuring Andrealphus and Vassago @checkingintohell-jc)

As the pair pulled up to the entrance, Andrealphus looked over to Vassago. He could sense his boyfriend's excitement, and a part of him was just as excited. The last time he attended a ball it was with Caim, the two going as friends so that he wouldn't be alone. This time, however he had a proper date and was looking forward to showing off their new status as a couple.

And what better way to do so than at one of the most talked about balls in all of Hell?

"It seems we have arrived. Are you ready?" he asked, stepping out of the limo to offer his arm to Vassago. "It's time to turn more than a few heads, my dear~"

@qveenofgluttony

[a-hell-of-a-time-archive]

When you wake up to your sister going through with her plans for the party.

[micsmasmuses]

@checkingintohell-jc asked : [ LAZY ]: sender concedes to receiver's requests for a piggy-back ride home because they don't want to walk anymore, and carries them the rest of the distance home. (dacre and striker )

With his teasing request met, he blinks as he’s soon lifted up onto his back. Arms wrapping around him as he looks down at the other demon. He probably weighs so little to him right now.

“Darlin I was teasin. You can put me down.”

[grimowled]

from prince stolas' message board @checkingintohell-jc

"OH, BLITZY~! "

the prince looks pleasantly flushed and more than a little thrilled at the suggestive query, likely revisiting some recent memories in his scandalous repertoire.

"--as if you didn't already know! perhaps I can treat you to a little demonstration as a reminder sometime soon? "

[qveenofgluttony]

"You know what time it is~? That's right! Time for the Dancing Contest to start! Although it's not a contest in the traditional sense as you guys aren't being judged and there is no real award. But hey! If you impress everyone enough with your dancing skills I'd consider that a win!"

"So, here's how it's going to work! Unfortunately, you won't get to choose your partners. Everyone who entered their names has been generated and randomly paired with another participant. You guys will then be able to choose the song of your choice to dance to and then proceed to wow us with your skills! And you'll find out who your dancing partner is right....now!"

"Belphagor (@helluvasinsxhazbinoverlords), you're paired with...Matt (@helluvadrummer)!

Andrealphus (@a-hell-of-a-time) you're paired with...Lucifer (@themosthatedbeingg)!

Alastor (@mcltiples) you're paired with Vassago (@checkingintohell-jc).

Flora (@nebula-gaster) you're paired with...Travis (@seven-circlllxs).

Manos (@thickheadedram) you're paired with Alastor (@grimgrinnrs).

Roi (@snapshotxsinners) you're paired with Adam (@metaladam)!

Octavia (@starsaught) you're paired with Paimon (@avispatr)!

Hel (@helreginn) you're paired with Lucifer (@umbraveritas)!

Angel Dust (@arachn0philia) you're paired with Rozália (@infernal-general).

Dia (@passionlead) you're paired with Aspen (@the-divine-comedian)!

Satan (@dracoiaboli) you're paired with High Tide (@captainseamech)!

And last but not least! Vassago (@umbravotum) you're paired with Carmilla (@infernal-feminae)!

"Good luck, everyone~"

[a-hell-of-a-time]

"I think it went well~" Not their spat though. That could have been handled better.

"Well... that went..., mierda."

[a-hell-of-a-time]

@checkingintohell-jc (Fallen from Grace AU!)

"You created this mess and when it inevitably backfires on you, I hope you remember this moment."

Those words had stuck with him since day one of his banishment, and the days that followed when he realized just what he had thrown away in his bid for more power and to appease a family that never once gave a shit. Though as the years passed, one by one, Andrealphus found Vassago's words along with his previous guilt and shame fading into the background. It had taken some time to adjust to living among the lower classes, and at several points Andrealphus had considered giving up and ending it all then and there.

However, by a stroke of luck his side projects caught the eye of a known businessperson. They had taken a liking to some of his designs and blueprints, which Andrealphus had been working on outside a cafe and urged him to expand. It turned out that his designs resonated with many in Pride, and before long, word got out to others in the other rings. One thing soon led to another, and Andrealphus found himself being wanted and desired for his gifts, something that didn't happen during his years as a goetia.

It was nice, and for once, he was finally happy.

Now the former marquis turned architect found himself buried in blueprints, sketching furiously as he tried to make his looming deadlines. While the work was far more enjoyable than the drivel he had to do for the goetian council, it still carried the same amount of stress. However, unlike back then, he could better cope with it now and had learned to take more breaks.

He had been so absorbed in his work that he failed to notice a familiar figure approaching.

[micsmasmuses]

@checkingintohell-jc asked : "Striker!" Dacre leaped, his wings appearing as he jumped into the smaller imp's arms. He grinned, "I got the funniest story to tell you!"

He chuckles softly as he catches the incubus in his arms. Holding him close as his fingers grip his thighs. A low purr escapes him as his tail rattles while it flicks about.

“Tell me all about it darlin’. I’d love to hear it.”

[a-hell-of-a-time]

The absolute audacity of that callout-!

"He is not my friend..!" They were already together, but their sex life was another story-

"Oh please, the last time you were ever hard birdy boy was in your late thirties. You're in your mid-forties with nothin' getting up besides your depression in the morning. Sit down and learn to relax a little, maybe take your mind off of things so you can live on the edge-- or better yet, learn how to edge with that parrot friend of yours."

[a-hell-of-a-time-archive]

"...Vassago should also invest in some air conditioning if he expects me to stay often at his abode."

@checkingintohell-jc

[grimowled]

THANKFULLY THE PRINCE was equipped with patience, or at least the twisted version of the virtue awarded to infernal beings cursed with eternal life - plus, blitzø's reticence and constant flip-flopping was somewhat endearing to his hungry eyes; so he allowed for his hand to be grasped again between those darling claws, waiting for his yellow-eyed lover to say his piece, only to be faced with more stuttering confusion - he almost felt sympathy for the ways in which his mere presence left the imp confounded and frustrated, but the reality was that he was, in fact, delighted.

(a strong reaction always means something!)

"aw, my darling. it's fine ... just take this as it is. let me take good care of you, and let us enjoy each other thoroughly in our mutual ... arrangement."

(just show me your innards. let me feast on your true essence.)

reassuring words were spoken in a husky and mellifluous voice, artfully modulated to sweeten and ply a sense of security from his flighty paramour, outline the protective bars of a pretty gilded cage around him; his impish beau didn't seem to be open to more complex emotions, which was not surprising among hell-dwellers - sometimes he could swear that half the issues that landed souls anywhere in the infernal rings stemmed from people's staggering inability to process their feelings - and that trait of course was perfected by many hellborn, who all but resided in a distorted mirror of the mortal plain.

(but he wasn't about to asperse on this matter whilst ignoring his own reflection in the mirror, was he?)

"I don't ask for much, and I'm not going anywhere. so don't trouble yourself, hm?"

and neither was blitzø, if the demon prince had his way; but alas, he had to let him leave to go about his daily life, sometimes ... how inconvenient.

"What? No... no. I'm not reluctant," Blitz stutters in surprise. He quickly grabs Stolas's hand again, suddenly fearful that Stolas will go away. He cannot go away. Blitz needs him.

The book. He needed the book.

Who the fuck was he kidding? He was so wrapped in Stolas that the book was just an added bonus.

"I just... it's not... I'm... Fuck," Blitz rested his other hand against his face. He hated this feelings shit. He also wasn't used to Stolas giving him that look. He didn't like that look. He honestly didn't have one fucking clue what he actually wanted to say to Stolas. All he knew was he couldn't let the other go.

"Stols, I don't know what I'm doing...."

[a-hell-of-a-time]

While the ball had been a disaster for many, one peacock had left it in good spirits. Sure a few feathers were out of place and he was wearing an unusually happy smile while arm in arm with his date, but everything else went well.

He really should check up on Octavia, though.

[a-hell-of-a-time]

Never mind Stella being invited to said wedding, she would plan the whole damn thing.

[a-hell-of-a-time]

checkingintohell-jc: vassago: :)

"Is that an invitation, my dear?~"

[a-hell-of-a-time-archive]

"...no, but I am sure you'll tell me." He's not blushing. It's your imagination.

He's also not saying that Vassago made him just as happy, if not more so.

@checkingintohell-jc

[a-hell-of-a-time-archive]

And there went Stella, trying to strike fear into his boyfriend who was already trying his best to get along with her.

"While I appreciate the protectiveness, please do not scare him off." He actually loved having him around and didn't wish to lose him.