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kelsonspride:

Through all of her life, Pride has had a lot of friends. A lot that were never paying attention too much, or other fake friends who were giving up on her at the second she was telling who she really was. A lot of people calling her crazy, or calling her monster when her eyes were turning all black. But there always was one person, her oldest friend, if we weren’t counting the other deadly sins, that had never went away. If she hated hell, she loved the prince of this place. And there was no moment she would’ve refused Malphas’ presence.

So it was almost obvious, when she heard this tone. Sure, the voice was different, it was always different. But there was always this tone, no matter the body, that made Pride recognize her friend. This is why the demon turned to the other, a slight smile taking place on her face. “What a cute body you have, my friend.” She said softly, taking a few steps closer to her friend. 

No, Pride didn’t care about the humans all around them and if they were hearing them or not. Through the years and centuries, the sin has taken the habit to loathe them, to despise them. For sure she would always remember she was one of them before, but she wasn’t anymore, and she would never try to be any longer. Oh, yes, she was pretending, but she knew who she was deep inside.

Her hands got closer to her friend’s face, brushing Malphas’ hair away from her face. “How come I didn’t know you were here? We could’ve mocked people if you had showed up before.” She shrugged slightly, smiling as she tilted her head. “I mean it’s still better to shit talk down here, but it’s pretty amusing to do it here too. I’ve met a lot of stupid people and I’m pretty sure it’s better to talk about that with you than with Lust.” The sin shook her head. She knew it was always better with Malphas than with her boyfriend, because Lust was too much into her to even try to shit talk about someone, he was just always staring at her, and that was pretty annoying.

malphas looked down at herself. the body was cute, yeah, and also definitely not what the great prince of hell would have asked for if she’d had a say in the matter. well, no use complaining. and having a cute body definitely helped with the line of work malphas had chosen for herself, so honestly, she couldn’t complain.

❝ don’t get used to being taller than me. ❞ the demon said with a one-sided smirk. in hell, malphas’ true form was towering and only few even came close to her size. not being able to physically frown down on everyone was probably the biggest drawback of this feeble human body ( the lack of her powers not included ).

❝ i was busy. ❞ malphas said with a shrug. ❝ i’m trying to group all demons here together, restore some order, make a plan. ❞ being on earth was refreshing, as was having something to do again. sure, she was busy in hell too but it was usually the same handful of boring tasks every day, month, year and eon. actually being on the field again, giving orders, commanding and planning was something malphas had missed too dearly.

❝ i’ll never understand why you even still talk to lust. i would’ve dumped him a hundred years ago. ❞ the statement was followed with a roll of her eyes ( more or less affectionately ). malphas liked pride and thus couldn’t understand why she’d give herself to someone as loathsome as lust ( malphas could hate with a passion and hold grudges for eternity ). still, lust being in starlight valley as well was another strong demon added to their numbers. malphas filed that away for later. ❝ how long have you and lust been here? ❞ 

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xbrklyn:

another mental note was taken when the gaze of the other was too long on her. but the fact it was noticed was something she didn’t mention. instead, she presses her lips together while moving hair out of her face, a glance at the ground while she walks - taking in what the other was saying.

almost ALL of her life was wasted in attempts to appear to be the perfect daughter, coworker, to be the COOL GIRL. all of which were in vain. she knew that she barely had her shit together, so how could she possibility guide someone so young and impressionable with anything else but books? books would never be able to judge you for your mistakes or your past. it was reason she preferred them over humans.

none of this was vocalized, though. instead, her line of sight was brought up to face the real world, finally speaking after one or two seconds of silence. “i suppose i should. we gotta try to unfuck these kids in some ways.” footsteps followed the other, a free hand lightly scratching her nose. “i primarily teach literature but sometimes a language teacher will be out without notice so i have to fill in for them. what’s your line of work?” an innocent and questioning sounding inquiry, but it’s just a test to see whether her worse fears had come true.

malphas actually smiled and turned around ( when she’d taken her place at the end of the waiting line ), visibly surprised at the woman in front of her cussing. it really hadn’t been something malphas had expected and, however stupid it might seem, actually delighted her.

there was more to the stranger than caught the eye and that was something that piqued malphas’ interest. ❝ interesting. what languages do you teach when you fill in? ❞ malphas could speak nearly every language - being eons old gave you more time for learning than you could need.

❝ i’m a camgirl. ❞ others might have blushed or shyed at malphas’ bluntness but she wholly enjoyed her work. yes, she was selling her body - or the image of it - ( though it wasn’t completely her body to begin with ) but she made good money with it and sex was fun. at least malphas could say she actually loved her job. sure, some of her watchers were creeps and others had stalker-ish tendencies but the demon was always careful not to give hints about where she lived and acting under the moniker “malphas” was useful too, since in her normal life she still went by alaska’s name. it’d be hard for anyone to draw the connection between malphas the camgirl and alaska the political sciences student.

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lilim:

❝ you— should watch where you’re going. ❞

lilim loathed the feeling of something WET, something STICKY. the burning sensation didn’t bother her in the slightest, however. when you come from hell, nothing burns. at least not in this world. she felt as though she was floating now. as if she lived a life of suffocation before she surfaced. she breathes easy now… she breathes. 

lilim loves this body, of flesh & blood & bone. she admires it so. what was she before but an entity ? this was better. this was LIVING. so how dare this person insult her ? here she is, a demon in the light of day, enjoying the beauty of earth in comparison to the corruption she was born in. as the humans say — bitch, don’t kill my vibe.

malphas realized that the spark she’d felt when the person ran into her wasn’t coincidental. another demon had managed to almost run her over. ❝ and you should watch who you’re talking to. ❞ she growled, ignoring the way the hot coffee bit into alaska’s skin. she didn’t feel the heat and there was no need to put on a show.

whether or not the other demon knew who she was ( malphas thought it close to impossible to not be aware of the great prince, much like one should be aware of the devil himself and the seven sins - but depending on how new the other demon was, she might have never ventured under malphas’ eye. yet. ), and whether or not malphas liked her ( she didn’t ), her presence in starlight valley meant more strength for their side.

❝ who are you anyway? ❞

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brivalcntine:

eyes briefly watch as the other walked around the statue, nodding along to what was said, before once more glancing over it herself. “that is very true, regardless of how articulate he made the statue, or deliberation of the muse he chose, it’s not telling of his sexuality in itself. for all we know donatello didn’t even label himself.” brielle suggested with a small shrug, quite & light chuckle falling from her lips. “it’s like you said that was the medium for the time period, and let’s not forget he was commissioned to carve it in the first place. this was simply his take on what was suggested.”

tanned hands slip into the back pockets of her jeans, pursing her lips before responding once again. “see that’s just it – sexuality and gender shouldn’t be categorizations for ART. i could see a painting of two men, two women, or man & woman, and wouldn’t immediately think hmm that’s a gay painting or the artist must’ve been this, but instead look at what’s being conveyed. such as donatello showing brute masculinity isn’t what made david a hero. nor should that be how others perceive what makes a warrior.”

bri’s focus, though in truth had never left the other’s throughout the conversation, now went back to being fixated her. “i do, but it’s what makes this piece of art as wonderful as it is. look at michelangelo’s own david statue, the warrior aspect hadn’t even been attributed to it, he has no sword, isn’t stepping on goliath. sure the features are a bit more defined but it still holds the same sort of demure.  and it became a powerful symbol.” she pointed out, recollecting her own encounter with that one as well. “that is the purpose of art right, to be storytelling, to make you think of the premise and feel a certain way.” 

malphas hadn’t had someone to talk to about art with in many hundred years. few demons cherished anything above the beastly instincts of their nature and lesser yet had the intellect to entertain the great prince in a conversation. finding someone with an understanding of art like malphael had seemed like a miracle ( but she was above believing in those ) and she cherished the opportunity, even if her conversing partner was mortal.

which, admittedly, surprised her. too often malphael let herself see the humans as nothing more than cockroaches, when in truth they were the ones who’d even created the earth as she knew it to begin with.

she nodded along with the woman’s explanation and let her eyes slide down the stranger’s figure as she did. the david’s body had long since lost its appeal anyway. ❝ i agree. donatello and michelangelo allowed their art to go beyond gender and sexuality. they focused on different things and instead captured the emotion behind the warrior, though each in their own way. ❞

if she ever got the chance, malphas decided, she’d go to italy and france, spend her days in the museums, the evenings in operas and her nights with women who might as well have jumped out of a renaissance painting. ❝ i do prefer donatello’s work over michelangelo’s, though. he was a pioneer of his time and i think, despite being commissioned for the sculpture, he had a clearer vision of the way he wanted to rebel against the norms set by his time. ❞

malphas smiled, a real smile, rare as those were, and walked closer to the woman, whom she offered her hand to shake. ❝ my name is alaska, by the way. i figured if we’re exchanging interpretations of nearly 400 years old artpieces, we might as well exchange names. ❞

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malphas becoming casual fuckbuddies with a younger demon （*´▽｀*）

malphas calling the younger demon babygirl  ❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )

the babygirl calling malphas mommy  ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ)

ONE OF THEM CATCHING FEELINGS (ˊσ̴̶̷̤ ₋̮̑ σ̴̶̷̤ˋ)₊ෆ⃛⁺˚

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nelliemynell:

“Well,” Eleanor began slowly, wiping sugar coated palms against the front of her apron; a futile attempt at warding away the stickiness. “You could always choose to get a slice of cherry pie, which comes highly recommended by yours truly,” the brunette giggled lightly, feeling bashful in her euphoric stupor. Truly, she shouldn’t have taken that smoke break. It only worsened her well-known habit of conversing with customers. “Or have you only stopped by to flirt without intent to buy?” she teased, smiling fluidly at the other.

malphas grinned at the baker, placing a hand on the counter between them to casually lean over. ❝ i did actually come to buy a slice of cake. ❞ she didn’t. ❝ i’d just like your number with it, that’s all. i can’t just pass up a chance to flirt with the prettiest baker in town. ❞

the demon leaned back again, a smirk tugging at the corner of one of her lips and looked at the displayed cakes. ❝ i think i’ll trust your recommendation and take a slice of that cherry cake. ❞ malphas flicked her dark green eyes up at the baker, wearing a wicked smile. ❝ looks delicious. ❞

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hcrondalexblade:

  “Do I really look like someone that cares at all.” Blade said and rolled his eyes as he kept his eyes on his papers that he was reading right now. “It’s actually really rude to annoy someone that is busy with his reading.”

malphas kept the hint of a smile on his lips, although there was nothing honest about it. she hated lust and only tolerated him because of her good friend pride. without her.. ❝ you should care, lust. ❞

stepping forward, the high prince plucked the papers out of lust’s hands. she folded them and held them behind her back, hoping to draw the sin’s attention to her this way. ❝ this matter concerns us all. we need to find out who brought us here and why they did it. ❞

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lestat:

though they were now seated at a bench in the park away from most prying eyes, lestat still felt the need to look around to make sure that they weren’t being spied on. something about being on earth with no real idea as to why made him feel even more paranoid than usual. though he was always cautious with trusting people in hell, it was nothing compared to this.

“i don’t think there’s that many of us. not yet, anyway. i’ve only met two other demons, but none of them were high ranking,” lestat explained, trying to think of the demons he encountered during his few days on earth. he hadn’t recognized them, but that hadn’t stopped him from keeping in contact with them since he needed the company. it was exhausting to only be around humans.

“i think what we should do is gather all these other demons that we encounter so that we have a strong force behind us in case things go wrong,” lestat suggested, looking behind him again before leaning in towards malphas so that no one else could hear what he was saying. “and after we find out the reason why we’re here, we’ll come up with some plan in order to take over these humans. i know it’s risky since there’s more of them than us, but i know we can do it.”

malphas nodded along while lestat explained his plan. as always, the commander was quick to assess the situation and come up with a battle plan. ❝ so far i’ve met a succubus and pride, which leads me to the assumption that lust can’t be far off. i told the succubus to send all other demons they meet to me. ❞

the great prince was glad she’d met pride just a few hours before. not only was the deadly sin a very good friend, she was also powerful. ( the fact that currently none of them had any control over their powers was a problem, though ) the succubus could be of help as well. if luxuriis was true to their socialite nature, they’d encounter other demons sooner or later ( depending on how many actually were in starlight valley ) which would definitely help with finding out how many of them there were.

❝ blindly destroying this town would be no use. we should decide what our goal is first. do we want to wreck the town? or do we want to take over the bodies to get more demons to earth? i’m sure we can do it, but now with how few of us there are now. a prince, one commander, one deadly sin and a handful of lower demons. ❞ malphas scoffed and shook her head, letting her head fall back so she could stare at the cloudless sky overhead. ❝ we would be too slow. the feathered arses up there would just come here with all of heaven’s glory and strike us down. ❞

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excommunicxte:

“I mean those are some fancy titles, but they’re a  little wordy, ‘Lucifer’s Butt Buddy’ is so much easier to remember, I think you should really give it a shot, the title might grow on you.” They played, the demon having a little knack for making mischief and poking fun where they could find it. “Right? I thought it was pretty great.”  The demon mused before shrugging. “Are talking in this particular body? Or just you know, in general?“

malphas ignored the succubus poking fun at her. she’d never really held the lust-bound demons in a high regard and often wondered how the deadly sin lust even put up with them - but then again, lust was even worse than the succubi and incubi under them.

❝ in this body. ❞ she clarified. honestly, she couldn’t care less how old luxuriis was. a hundred years? or two hundred? maybe even older than that and still it was but the blink of an eye in malphas’ presence. ❝ one of my commanders, lestat, and i are going to restore some order and get behind what’s going on. if you meet other demons, tell them to come to me. i live just down the street, no. 14 under the name alaska deschain. ❞

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i’ll be gone for a while but you can still reach me at ❝ sol#1416 ❞ on discord to chat or to plot! or both! ( talk to me about drag race, game of thrones and your favorite fictional radio show host <3 ) i just want to say how much i love and appreciate every one of you already. this group is amazing and i hope to thread with all of you at some point. if we don’t have a thing going yet, hit me up, i’m still up for more threads! c:

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few, even among the demons, were as old as malphas. she’d survived eons and fought her way to the top, the very top reachable without stepping into lucifer’s shadow to touch the throne and thus, as she’d witnessed, usually one’s demise. she was content with being the great prince. obviously king malphas had a certain appeal to it but the demon was aware of the responsibilities that came with being the king of hell. she’d rather not.

that wasn’t to say her pride hadn’t gotten the better of her at times, making her imagine such a world where she was king. and none knew better about such desires as the grand bitch herself, pride, the deadly sin. one of malphas’ oldest friends and surely one of the most like herself. she hadn’t expected to meet pride in starlight valley but she was very positively surprised to feel the familiar tingle of the sin’s presence.

malphas had been walking down the street when her green eyes suddenly landed on the back of a blonde woman. whether or not pride had noticed her nearing presence yet, malphas couldn’t say. she marched closer, stopped just behind the demon. ❝ pride, what a surprise. ❞ she said with a one-sided smile, loud enough for the blonde to hear but not loud enough for the people passing them to take notice.

@kelsonspride

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xbrklyn:

a friendly smile was on her lips before she could look at the other. the first seven seconds of the first impression was up, but hopefully she could make up for it. just barely seeing the coffee being whipped off without any complaints, a small mental note was taken of it, as she put away the rest of her napkins. GOD, her purse was truly a chaotic hot mess. it was a miracle that she found the napkins so quickly.

finally looking up at the stranger, her smile flattered and she looked at the other for just a beat to long before the question registered. it couldn’t possibly be her, could it? alaska had been just a memory as of late, brooklyn hoping that her younger counter-part had moved away. the thought wasn’t thought on too long, after all, there’s seven people in the world that look like you, before the smile returned. “it’s probably a surprise but, yes i was. i’m a teacher so that’s about a quarter of the battle with my line of work.”

malphas took note of the woman’s expression changing into a much lighter one. she had to admit, the nervousness didn’t suit her nearly as much as the smile did. when their eyes met for just a moment, malphas felt like someone had strung a lonely chord in her soul. it echoed into the darkness and the feeling faded as quick as it had come but the demon prince knew undoubtedly that it had been there.

did this woman know her? or alaska, for that matter?

since the woman didn’t say anything about it, malphas decided to carry on as normal for now. she’d need to pay closer attention, though. to be honest, she’d not nearly given enough thought to the possibility of meeting alaska’s old friends and people who recognized her. simply looking paler, being thinner, a different dressing style and dyeing one’s hair darker didn’t do much to deter people who’d known you for years.

❝ you should be a better role model, then. ❞ malphas said, letting her lips curl up into a smile, letting her eyes rest on the woman a little longer before turning away to lead her back into the coffee shop and getting in line. she took a sip from the half-empty coffee cup she still had and focused back on the blonde again. ❝ what subjects do you teach? ❞ perhaps malphas would get a glimpse at alaska’s memories if she learned more about this woman - and she actually did know her.

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wanted plots (੭ˊ͈ ꒵ˋ͈)੭̸*✧⁺˚

Commander/Legion: Malphas has 40 Legions of Demons under him, which are each led by a Commander. If you’re playing a Demon and are interested in playing either a Commander or a Soldier from one of the Legions, let me know.

“Co-Workers”: Since Malphas is a Camgirl and does Amateur Porn, she’s bound to feature other people in her videos. Whether someone has done porn before or not isn’t important, as long as they’re up for trying it. There’s usually money or weed involved for payment. Or more orgasms  ┐(‘～`；)┌

Church Kid: Someone religious who crosses paths with Malphas. Need I say more?

Old Friends: No one is aware that Alaska died because Malphas took over her body just 4 hours after her heart stopped beating - so some of Alaska’s old friends are abound to wonder about the change their friend’s personality has made. Malphas obviously doesn’t keep in contact with them since she doesn’t know about any of Alaska’s friends but I think after a few days of radio silence they’d try to contact her? Or maybe an old friend finds her Camgirl Channel and decided that’s the final straw and confronts her?

Unrequited: Someone falling in love with Malphas (or maybe they fell for Alaska?) but she doesn’t return their feelings but they keep bumping into each other?

FWB: Does this need explaining? Just some casual fuckbuddy plots (and maybe one of them sooner or later falls for the other?)

Demon Sugarmommy: Malphas is a kinky bitch okay, let’s face it. She really gets off on being called mommy - which is a little weird in her human body since alaska’s pretty young but malphas is actually really fucking old - so this plot would only really work with another demon who’s aware of how old she actually is and doesn’t pay her body’s age any mind.

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