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| ♚ |  ~ @devorantescorda-2

Blood curses demanded a heavy price, and none indulged in their use as much as Gabriel. For years, Azure had observed him delve deeper and darker into the forbidden arts, transforming into something that many feared. ( Even the demons spoke of him with reverence, relishing the sinister tales that surrounded his name. ) Azure, however, knew the truth—the entity that had granted Gabriel such formidable power and the malevolent force that had cursed his family. Evil often lurked in the most unsuspected places, embodied in creatures beyond the reach of human imagination. 

Contrary to popular belief, Azure was not idle. ( He was a presence felt in many realms, combating those who dared to encroach too closely upon the world, answering the desperate prayers of mortals, and resolving situations that defied human comprehension. ) He had encountered Gabriel, had somewhat introduced himself, yet had always maintained a cautious distance—until the day came when the entity's insatiable greed began to threaten his creations. 

Azure was determined not to let history repeat itself; his first universe, his own cherished realm, had been obliterated. He vowed to protect every other realm with unwavering resolve. ( His gaze locked onto Gabriel, and in an instant, he materialised within the confines of the dimly lit room, exuding an unnatural calm. ) It took a great deal to provoke his wrath, and he was acutely aware that his anger was not truly directed at Gabriel, despite often disapproving of his actions. 

‘We meet again. I trust you remember me? We need to talk.’

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@fiirstnephalem  came to worship : 'so, what do i owe this pleasure?'

‘Sorry to drop in unannounced.’

The words rolled off his tongue with a hint of hesitation. It was typically Sima who ventured into the depths of Hell to visit him. She often sought his advice or simply checked in on him and Dantanian. But today, he found himself standing in her cosy kitchen, leaning heavily on his cane. In his hand, he clutched a delicate, divine trinket box, its intricate designs shimmering faintly in the soft light. ( He had observed Sima and Bucky bustling around, preparing for the upcoming wedding with an energy that was almost tangible. Sima, true to her nature, had immersed herself in the preparations with fervour. ) It had taken him countless laps of pacing back and forth, and finally, a gentle prod from Dantanian to muster the courage to bring her the gift he had procured. Usually, he wasn't one to feel nervous; after all, he had once gifted her the legendary heart of the ocean for her birthday. But this occasion felt different. He was wary of overstepping, of appearing too imposing. Lucifer was her father, and while she might seem like a daughter to him at times, the truth was, she was not.

‘I couldn’t decide what to give you, but I know how worried you are that you will lose Mr. Barnes, so I have brought you this. It is essentially a way to ensure you won’t - whether he will accept or not, I haven’t checked.’

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@devorantescorda-2 came to worship : "I'll bow down if I want to bow down." He said with a smirk. If anything, Azure was one of the few who had earn his respect over the years.

‘Of course, dear.’

The respect was returned tenfold, like a gentle wave reciprocating the pull of the moon. Azure had learned long ago that there was no way of truly forcing loyalty; it was an elusive treasure that could only be unearthed from a place deep within, a mutual and consensual agreement forged in the fires of understanding and recognition. It was the only true way to form genuine connections with others. ( In these days of wisdom and clarity, he didn’t see his subjects as lesser beings; rather, he treated them as equals, unless they proved otherwise through their actions. ) Long ago, he had come to understand that Gabriel was much more than what others assumed—a powerful presence that deserved dignity. Azure had come to see him not just as a formidable ally but also as a cherished friend, one with whom he delighted in sharing moments of occasional light-hearted teasing.

 ‘I would never expect otherwise. The question is, do you want to?’

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If I’m the one who can make a difference, I’ll do it.

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                                   Like the wanderer                             with the fires of his heart                             exhausted, I come to you.

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fortitudina  came to worship : 'why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood?' ( from Tessa )

‘It does seem that way, doesn’t it?’

Many people took for granted the constant buzz and clamour of the world around them, hardly recognising that Earth, in particular, was a magnet for attention from forces beyond comprehension. Azure, contrary to the common misconception, didn’t simply lounge in the vast expanse of the sky, nor did he idly linger in the fiery depths of Hell. ( Instead, he dedicated himself tirelessly to maintaining balance, diligently obstructing the dark forces that threatened to breach the fragile surface of Earth. Unbeknownst to humanity, the shadows were teeming with monstrous entities, intent on seizing control. ) The old adage about everyone’s desire to rule the world amused him deeply; it was a grim reality filled with peril, not merely a whimsical game of power. His sword, a testament to his countless battles, bore an array of nicks and scrapes far beyond what most could fathom, while his robes were speckled with remnants of ancient conflicts, their history visible in each thread as he bowed his head in mutual respect toward Tessa.

By now, he was accustomed to her presence. Their leisurely walks offered a much-needed respite from the weight of his responsibilities, providing a gentle distraction from the solitude that often enveloped him at the summit of his realm, especially in the absence of his husband. ( In light of this isolation, he had forged meaningful friendships with those he held in high esteem, and Tessa was undoubtedly one of them—a cherished companion and a long-lasting confidante. ) He tapped his cane rhythmically against the ground, releasing a light laugh that danced in the air, his shoulders shrugging ever so slightly with a hint of playful humility.

‘Don’t worry. It’s rarely mine.’

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Jonathan Rhys Meyers as Alexander Grayson | Dracula, 1x05 — The Devil’s Waltz

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firebirby came to worship : 'i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me.'

‘Hey, you don’t have to thank me.’

Everyone deserved a refuge of comfort and safety, Azure believed, having learned the hard way that seeking help during times of despair was not a sign of weakness but rather an act of courage. The compassion he had encountered from Datanian and the demons was profound, far exceeding anything he had ever believed he was worthy of receiving. ( Their kindness had offered him a second chance—an opportunity that filled him with immense gratitude. ) He dedicated himself earnestly to transforming Hell into a realm of pride, a sanctuary for demons seeking order and guidance amid the horror.

Among those demons was Phenex, whose essence resonated deeply with Azure. Regardless of her differences from others of her kind, he recognised her intrinsic value and felt an unwavering sense of duty toward her. Yet, his feelings for her extended beyond mere obligation. 

Phenex radiated warmth, her gentle spirit shining through even the shadows of her past. She consistently prioritised others, embodying kindness in a place where it was often scarce. She had unequivocally earned the right to a safe haven, and Azure was relieved that Hell had become that sanctuary for her.  In his office, he cherished the moments they spent together, her laughter filling the air in a sweet melody as they chatted easily, her voice a soothing balm amid the rigours of his responsibilities. ( Phenex had brightened the room not only with her presence but also with the delightful treats she had brought along—plates overflowing with freshly baked buns, their enticing aroma wafting through the air. ) These delicate confections adorned the side tables, waiting patiently to be transported into the kitchen, where they could become part of the shared warmth of their unlikely home.

‘I’m here for you, always Phenex.’

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              I became good at pretending.               I became so good that after a while               the lines blurred between my truth and fiction.                And sometimes, when I did a really good job of               pretending, I even fooled myself.

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Jonathan Rhys Meyers as Alexander Grayson | Dracula, 1x09 — Four Roses

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fortitudina came to worship : 'i thought you’d like some company.' ( from Isabelle )

‘Mhm?’

He was deep in concentration, meticulously studying the intricate carvings of an ancient tomb when he sensed her presence drawing near. Visitors were not uncommon in his realm, as he had endeavoured to make Hell as hospitable as possible, with their palace welcoming all who sought entry. ( A portal system screened and informed him of approaching guests, but at times like this, he became so engrossed in his task that he lost touch with his own divine nature, shutting out the world around him. ) The constant influx of human emotions and experiences grew wearisome at times. While he had grown accustomed to the ceaseless influx of hopes, dreams, and despair, there were moments when he craved a break from it all.

‘Company would be wonderful, actually. Drink?’

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fiirstnephalem came to worship : you're looking at me like i'm see-through

‘Apologises.’ It was difficult for him at times to pretend that he wasn’t a powerhouse of knowledge. He was forever aware of the divinity within, and her abrupt appearance had prompted concern. ( It wasn’t often that Sima ventured into his office looking so forlorn. ) Hell was a place that would always be a home for her, whether Lucifer reigned there or not. Azure had welcomed her with open arms, treating her with the same respect. She was, in a sense, one of his own. One of those he’d swore to protect, and seeing her unhappy unsettled him. 

Of course, he was more than familiar with her can-do attitude. Sima was a person who did her best to work through anxiety. She often regretfully suffered in silence. She would bottle up everything inside, distracting herself through any means, and while it was unhealthy, he couldn’t judge her for it. ( Everyone had their vices, their little coping mechanisms. ) Still, she must have noticed his evident doubt in her response. He was tired of how often he heard the words , ‘I’m fine.’ Rarely did people mean it - it was a reflex. An automated retaliation built into human DNA. There was no way she was fine. He didn’t need to be a God to know that.

‘You know, you can talk to me, hm? About anything.’

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PROMPTS FROM VARIOUS HORROR/SLASHER FILMS *  assorted dialogue from scary movies i will never watch tbh :)

did you really call the police?

there is no death.

i told the others. they didn't believe me. you're all doomed.

i just can't take no pleasure in killing.

i don't really believe in motives.

there's just some things you gotta do. don't mean you have to like it.

if i concentrate hard enough, i can move things.

you must renounce this power. you must give it up.

there is something horrible happening in my house.

do you remember the thing you said on our wedding night?

you're going to die up there.

i've been afraid of storms ever since i was a little kid.

they're opening that place again?

at least i'm not afraid of ghosts.

my bed was shaking. i can't get to sleep.

you listen to me, you little bitch.

you sick fucks. you've seen one too many movies.

come on! it's gonna be a fun trip!

oh, that gun's no good.

you're such a sucker for it.

i've never sensed anything like it.

they die better that way.

you still haven't told me your name.

i was the killer!

somebody's there!

what are you doing out in this mess?

that's the last goddamn hitchhiker i ever pick up.

if i have any more fun today, i don't think i'm gonna be able to take it!

i don't think any of you have any idea of just how nasty what you did really was.

the devil exists. god exists. and for us, as people, our very destiny hinges upon which one we elect to follow.

you're doomed! you're all doomed!

what's your favorite scary movie?

shut your mouth!

hold me. please hold me.

you damn fool! you ruined the door!

i was at the slaughterhouse.

a second body was found in a ditch near the perimeter of the cemetery.

there's no need to do that.

what's that stench?

you're not even going to reprimand them? no punishment?

please help me!

you can't just let them kill me!

you never paid any attention!

i'll do anything!

sin never dies.

oh, that's blood all right.

you have a lot of spirits in here, but there is one i'm most worried about because it is so hateful.

are you alone in the house?

what an excellent day for an exorcism.

it knows what scares you. it has from the very beginning. don't give it any help, it knows too much already.

the power of christ compels you.

there's someone in this fucking room!

next time i catch anybody over there, i'm gonna have to run them in.

they're all gonna laugh at you!

we keep everything locked in here. feel free to look around.

hear that?

i'm the devil. now kindly undo these straps.

is there someone inside you?

don't go anywhere.

talk louder, i can't hear you!

you already cut me too deep! i think i'm dying here!

you fuckin' hit me with the phone, dick!

oh my god, i thought you were dead.

we all go a little mad sometimes.

this is the moment where the supposedly dead killer comes back to life for one last scare.

don't call me that!

you wanna get us killed!

come on, there's something you're not telling me.

you'll never come back again.

wanna see my trick shot? it's even better.

his body was never recovered from the lake after he drowned.

help me tie this around my waist.

you've never done this before.

when you hear it, you're gonna think we're insane.

it did that to your face?

everything you see in here is either haunted, cursed, or has been used in some kind of ritualistic practice.

watch it, you stupid shit.

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all of the darkness && all of the bright... all come together in a beautiful light.

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