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UPDATE

Welp, i’m finally back on this blog after literally months. 

I plan on doing dome kind of clear out of threads and things, just so I can get everything nice and organised again.  So for that reason I’m going to ask if we have a thread and you want to keep it, please drop me a message! 

( I’ve tagged people I have threads with here, with the expiation of my NPC squad because they talk to me nearly every day anyway - @deviliishly @luciferiiisms @onehellofavacation @ballerinaninjachemist )

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“Oh, boo. I was actually looking forward to it.” Lucifer rolled his eyes, clearly disappointed in the demon. Had she gone soft or did she just have… feelings for him? That would be something he wasn’t ready for. Yes, he had feelings as well but he also liked the detective so. 

“May I ask why you wanted to hurt me?” He looked at her, raising his brow in curiosity as he walked closer to her. The devil was genuinely interested in what he had done to upset her. Mazikeen did anger easily but not enough to actually harm him. “Did Amenadiel send you for revenge? Cause if so you should really let him fight me himself. Tiffs should be handled man to man.”

❛Man to man?❜

Mazikeen raised an eyebrow, her arms crossing in front of her.  He should have known well enough that that was not a phrase to use around someone who was so well known for fucking over every gender type in regards to fighting. 

❛You and I both know, not only could I take you both in a fight, I could completely destroy either of you. ❜

She smirked, sliding her blades back to rest in her belt. 

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“Too many choices, Maze?” Lucifer asked, lifting a brow. “Let her dangle, they always do the worst torture to themselves.”

“I feel like I’m dying,” the woman whined. 

“You’re already dead, you can be tortured and wounded, but they all heal rather quickly. Makes it more fun.”

❝It means I get to play, over & over & over again,❞

Maze chuckled, leaning her head on Lucifers shoulder as best as the height difference would allow, watching the woman with eager eyes. 

❝If you keep up like that you’re gonna make it worse for yourself!❞

The demon called back, grinning at the woman dangling round before her. It was an amusing thing to see, watching her suffer, yet continue with what she was doing.  Humans were so strange - the rapid squirming was clearly causing her harm, yet she continued to wriggle. 

❛Too many?  Not enough, Lucifer.❜

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Closing his eyes once more with the demons snappish tone, a long sigh left the mans lips as he listened to Mazikeen. However his hands dropped and his head popped up at her finale statement, his brows meeting in the middle to form a frown. “Take for granted…Maze what are you talking about?” he asked, oblivious as to what she truly meant.

Lucifer, however, should had realized what the demon was getting at. But ever since the arrival of the detective and everything that had transpired afterwards, he was a little neglectful of his surroundings. Looking away from the other and to the table, his fingers tapped on the glass as his previous thoughts seemed to vanish as his mind now focused on Maze’s words. Take for granted, he repeated to himself, trying to figure out what he was taking for granted.

“–Is it my absence here at Lux?” the devil asked after a few beats, a somewhat hopeful look on his face that he had found the problem. Because he honestly couldn’t think of anything else and until Maze spelled it out for him, they weren’t going to get much further from yelling and threatening one another.

Maze sighed, quickly realising she wasn’t going to get anywhere with this conversation. 

There was only so much of Lucifer’s inability to see his own wrong doings that she could handle, before having to vocalise things instead. He’d never fucking see what he did wrong, it was always ‘maze this, maze that,’ and if the demon was being honest, she was swiftly running out of the patients for it. 

❝It has nothing....it has little to do with that, It’s more to do with the fact that you still see me as some little bitch who’s at your beckon call all the time, Someone who won’t go against you, ‘Cause I should be scared.❞

Mazikeen began, getting herself worked up much quicker than she anticipated, anger increasing as she began, then never managing to stop itself.  

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Independence Daily Reporter, Kansas, September 14, 1906

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Excuse me while I retreat to my orgasm box

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Mood: Tying down my boyfriend and fucking him into a moaning/shivering mess, then letting him lay on my chest while I play with his hair and tell him what a good boy he is.

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Send this to 10 other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile. ~deviliishly

( Thank you, love <3 ) 

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You are made of stardust and galaxys and I love you. Send this to your ten favorite people on this website. 💙💚😘

(Long overdue, but thank you, darling <3) 

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I thought you’d know how to behave, but I do like a challenge

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Act 1 of RENT Starters

2005 movie edition

“How do you measure a year in the life?”  “525,600 journeys to plan.”  “You know that love is a gift from up above.” “How do you document real life when real life’s getting more like fiction each day?”  “Eviction or pay” “Where is the power you once had to ignite the air?”  “Some life that we’ve chosen!”  “Welcome back to town” “How do you leave the past behind when it keeps finding ways to your heart?”

“Happy birthday, Jesus!”  “You’re wasting your time,” “There is one way you won’t have to pay…” “You can’t quietly wipe out an entire tent city”  “One song before I go.”  “The pretty boy frontman who wasted opportunity”  “Time flies, time dies.”  “Before the virus takes hold…”  “And then, no need to endure anymore.” 

“Got a light?”  “You’re shivering-” “Would you light my candle?”  “Nothing, your smile reminded me of-”  “No, I think that I dropped my  stash-”  “I didn’t recognise you without the handcuffs.”  “Why don’t you forget that stuff, you look like you’re sixteen!” 

“You earned this on the street?” “I need your help to make my neighbours yappy dog disappear.” “He was moaning and groaning on the cold concrete.”

“There’s another way.” “Anything but that,” “And to top it all off, I’m with you.” “It’s a dark, dizzy merry-go-round.”

“Look I find some of what you teach suspect,” “Reason says I have died three years ago…” “Forget regret-” “No day but today,”

“I wanna put on a tight skirt, and flirt with a stranger!”  “I always get in for free,” “Let’s go out tonight.”  “I can’t sleep in the city of neon and chrome.” “Feels too damn much like home, where the ____ babies cry.”

“You better go.” “Come back another day!” “The pain will ease,” “I live this moment as my last.” “If you’re so wise then tell me- why do you need smack?” “Who says that there’s a soul?” “Who do you think you are?” 

“Will I lose my dignity?” “Will someone care?” “Will I wake tomorrow from this nightmare?”

“Times are shitty, but I’m pretty sure they can’t get worse.” “Let’s open up a resturant in Santa Fe.” “Our labours will reap financial gain.”

“I’ll cover you,” “I think they meant it when they said you can’t buy love.” “A new lease you are my love.” “When your heart has expired.”

“Out of the abyss came a cow.” “Only thing to do is jump over the moon.” “Not in my backyard-” “A leap of faith!” “Who died?” “Bohemia is dead.” “You bet your ass.” “To Absolut!” “I get invited and ignored all night long.” “I’m looking for baggage that goes with mine”

“I should tell you, I’m disaster..” “I blew the candle out just to get back in,” “Who knows where?” “Who goes there?”

“No way to make a living!” “Revolution, justice, screaming for solutions!” “Living with - not dying from disease” ”Let he amongst us without sin be the first to condemn” “Is anyone alive with a sex drive?” “The opposite of war isn’t peace, it’s creation.”

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Dean listened to each click of her heel, the grinding of the blade he readily assumed was to be used on him. Enticing really. More so, than it probably should’ve been to anyone else that had previously occupied this chair. “Pushing luck is my specialty, princess.” The demon assured before the cold of the blade touched his lips. He could feel her heat over him as she untied his blindfold. He could smell every drop of perfume that entangled with her alluringly demonic pheromones. It sent chills through his skin, not of fear (as it should’ve been), but of an insatiable lust.

His eyes were black, as the cloth that left them. Flitting back to the charming emerald the hunter held, before the demon occupied his vessel. His pupils dilating with wants–needs-as she peeled back from him. His mood flipped instantly as he gazed upon the beautiful demon in front of him. It might benefit him to cooperate, he thought for a second. Then again, it might feel better if he didn’t.

“So, what? Brought me here to play, kitten?” He asked seductively, smirking with a curious brow raised. He could play rough, if she wanted to play rough. Restrained or not, he could hold his own. He was full of surprises, even she might be shocked to find. Actually, he was rather eager for her to find out.

❝Play?❞ 

The demon chuckled, staring into his eyes. watching his face change. It was normal for this kind of thing to happen - many people found the Mazikeen an extremely attractive woman - and in truth, the demon in front of her wasn’t too terrible looking himself. Of course, she would never reveal that; it wasn’t really her style. Men and women alike were supposed to come crawling to her, not ever the other way around. At the use of the term Kitten, Maze shook her head. Whilst she had once been referred to as a hell cat, the nail marks she’d often leave behind on the Devil himself, alongside the quick paced agility that she possessed earning her that name, she wasn’t to sure she was alright with the hunter using it on her. 

❝Well, I suppose it is play for me, Though I’m sure that regardless of your little kinks, You’ll stop enjoying it soon enough.❞ 

She danced the blade down his neck, pressing in every so often, tiny tiny incisions being made along his rough skin,circling him once again. She took a breath, his scent hitting her, and furrowed her brows, taken aback for a moment as to how alluring he seemed to be. Quickly, she regained her composure, face returning to normal as she hoped in her ind that he hadn’t noticed the change. 

❝You, little Demon, Are somewhere you shouldn’t be. So why don’t you leave this nice man alone, And then I can present your hunter vessel to Luci?❞ 

She purred, rolling her blade into a deep gash down the back of his neck. 

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“He scared the mean girl at school the first time I met him.” Trixie recalled as she dug into her piece of cake. “This girl at school made a fake snapchat account and she used it to make fun of me, she was really mean.” It hadn’t exactly been the best time of her life, “so I kicked in her the no no touch touch place.” With a smirk she stuck a piece of cake in her mouth. 

“I got in so much trouble, the school called my Mom while she was at work and she had to come and get me at school with Lucifer.” The smirk didn’t move from her face, “he made her scream and totally freaked her out, it was so funny, and he said I did the right thing.” Sometimes, unfortunately, people just needed a slap. 

“She’s scared of me now, it’s nice that she doesn’t make fun of me anymore but…I don’t want everyone to be scared of me…it’s not nice when people are.” 

❛Oh, yeah, thats a petty big crime,❜

Maze nodded, listening yet not understanding.  Technology wasn’t exactly her strong point, with her and Lucifer only recently getting hones, so she didn’t totally know what the Gremlin was talking about, but she was sure it was a terrible event.  As Trixie elaborated on what had happened, talking about how she’d punished the wrongdoer, Maze nodded, feeling quite proud. 

❛Well done kid, I’m proud. But as for this new thing, you gotta treat them the same way they treat you. You’ll learn to destroy them with words, and I can show you how to destoy them with those.❜

She smirked back, tapping her knives gently.  Chloe had said she couldn’t keep them on show, but she’d never said anything about keeping them on her belt. 

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Lucifer paused at Maze’s hand on his arm and sighed, “Very well, five minutes.”

He turned back to the woman they’d been punishing. The one he’d been happy to leave in Mazikeen’s capable hands, and yet, here he was. “What do you suggest we do next?”

The demon smirked, proud of herself. Only few could get the devil to do as they asked, and she was very honoured that she fell into that category herself. 

❛Well, we could just watch her for a while,❜

Mazikeen purred into Lucifers ear, standing on her toes to lean up to him, clearly enjoying just watching the weak little creature feeling so much pain. It  just made it all the more fun that Lucifer was there with her, and if she was being utterly honest, she quite enjoyed the way he praised her work. 

❛If she keeps struggling like that, she’ll pull herself off. We could just leave her there, or we could get her wounds nice and infected... Or pull her down ourselves... Or-❜

The demon babbled on, excitement taking a hold of her. 

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