#i can only imagine all the noise itd be making xD

[philosophicalparadox]

For the ask game! Mephisto and Lucifer XD

Oh you do love to torment me don't you lol

Send me two characters and I'll tell you:

Who would win in a fight:

Consistently? Neither. Do I think Mephisto/Samael has merc'ed Lucifer a few times catching him by surprise? Hell yeah. Do i think Lucifer has gotten petty vengeance and destroyed or tried to destroy Samael's body? Definitely. But in a real, full out fight? MAD is the only way I see it going. Samael might bow out to preserve himself or Assiah but I wouldn't call that losing. Similarly Lucifer would almost certainly destroy his host body trying to fight Samael. They'd destroy each other physically if nothing else. If it went beyond that and they fought in Gehenna or somehow in a non corporeal form, then they'd destroy Assiah/Gehenna before they ever destroyed each other. Their powers are equal and opposite; Samael has perfect defense, Lucifer has way too much juice. Unstoppable force meets immovable object. Itd be a battle of stamina I don't think either one would win in the long run. If Lucifer was more patient I could see him wearing Samael down, but we both know he'd hit with lots of heavy attacks if he had nothing left to lose, and seriously wanted to destroy Samael; he would use up his energy losing his temper and Samael, while not having a good time, would be draining that energy away knowing exactly what would happen.

2. Who would be a better roommate:

I'd say neither of them would be good roommates. Lucifer would be more appealing at first, until he had a bad day and suddenly all the woes of the world would be on you. Mephisto would be the crazy weeb trash roomie that was a bit obsessive-compulsive and would yell at you for touching his stuff, but you'd get used to him; the fact he would take off for days on end and youd never know where he was would be a little disconcerting though.

3. Who is better in bed:

Oooooof tough one. Depends on what you like. Overall Meph is way more versatile, and willing to do most kinds of kink. He also is open to playing whatever role works for you; he loves acting. Lucifer I do think is good in bed, especially if he wants to impress you, but he's more of a stickler. He likes things to go his way, whether he's a top or bottom. And if you don't want him to get bored you'll have to know what he likes and how. Even so, despite Lucifer objectively getting less tail, I imagine he's far more of a boy toy in spirit so to speak. He sees, he likes, he takes...whether they like it or not. Mephisto can be like this, but he's more honest about it. With Lucifer it's about his image or getting his needs met. With Mephisto, if theres any emotional connection to it, it's probably pettiness or boredom.

4. Who I'd pick to be my presidential running mate:

When it comes to campaigning I'm picking Mephisto every time. Lucifer could absolutely get me where I wanted to be - but he would set it up to ruin me at a moment's notice all the while, and the first time I incurred his ire he'd sabotage me just to be a petty bitch. Mephisto is true to his word - sometimes a little too true - but so long as I played my hand carefully and made the right sort of exchange, he would get me there and leave me there, in theory. Anything that happened after would just be "coincidence" *wink wink 😉*

5. Whose shoulder I would cry on:

I'd prefer Meph for this one again. Lucifer might make noise about condolences and gestures of comfort but he's a cold and hollow bastard in his heart and might even get mad that I'm crying because he doesn't understand it. Mephisto might be annoyed, confused, or disgruntled, but he would eventually just succumb and be like "ok, this is something humans need to do sometimes. It'll go away on its own as long as it doesn't concern me." And be mostly indifferent. Depending on his mood he may try to play court jester and turn into a dog or do something ridiculous to make me laugh. I don't really see him trying to make it worse, especially for a total stranger, just mostly benign. Unless he was the one being cried over. Then he'd go out of his way to leave a bad impression.

6. Who would make a better parent:

Mephisto, no contest. Is he the best parent? Fuck no, but he is willing to set aside the personal stuff to learn what he needs to do to deal with a situation. I already presume he has tried raising the twins himself, to no avail - but he has in fact raised at least one child we know of, Abel, to a relatively ok degree. Lucifer, on the other hand, is too self absorbed and ambitious. He would be affectionate to a child perhaps, but he could never ingratiate himself or be too involved with one. Kids are dramatic and selfish little devils and Lucifer is naught but an overgrown child himself; he could play with pleasantries but he would end up hating any child he was around for a long enough time.

7. Who I would rather date:

Do I even need to answer this one? Lol. I'll take a week long relationship with the Devil that ends in fake tears and a good laugh than possible months of creepy love bombing, obsessive narc shit that always ends the same way. Only this time I might end up dead.

Thanks for the ask @thebeingofeverything ! This was fun 😆

[theriverpersonshadow]

Lamia Drama Part 11

Heyooo. Guess who’s back... kinda. ^^;;; Not my favorite chapter by a long shot, but the idea got stuck in my head just enough to type out.

I hope tumblr doesn’t mess up the double-space formatting between texting and Liam’s thoughts, but I think it’s still distinguishable regardless.

A little bit of context for those who don’t play much DnD: Hexblade warlocks get their power from a patron who gives them a magic weapon. Fighters get a fighting style that allows them perks based on what kind of weapon they use. Sorcerers have inborn magic, and wild magic can make weird things happen sometimes.

Also, I know that it’s spelled y’all, but for some reason my fingers insist that it’s ya’ll??? Idek.

Aaaaaaanyways, these lamia species come from @vex-bittys ! Enjoy! <PREV | BEGINNING | NEXT>

           Liam sighed happily as he stretched himself out in his enclosure. His skull-cap had been removed for the night. In theory he could, and probably should, leave it on, but the tacky substance that held it in place irritated his bones and itched horribly. Plus it just felt like something was sitting on his head all the time. It’s not like he had any nerves in the fake-bone, so it just felt like a dead weight. Bandage and cloth wraps were far more comfortable and did just as good of a job at keeping things out of his head. But in the safety of his own habitat with daylight hours away? There wouldn’t be much harm in letting it air out a little. Air swirled into his skull as he moved, tickling the inside, as he slid on top of the silky, plush pillows and under a warmed up heating blanket.

           Normally he wouldn’t put on heat for the night unless it was freezing, it was easier to sleep in cool air, at least for him, but his eyes kept darting to his phone on its charger. Normally he’d have put it away by now, but they’d gotten Alex’s number and added her to the DnD group chat, Snarls and Snakes, so everyone with a phone was still chatting (save for Nikolai).

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): i demand you guys pronounce it G’nome. yeah i wear the pointy hat. m a G’arden G’nome

           Devising Machinations (Keith): Your character still needs a NAME.

           Pledged Companion (Trousle): YES, LAZYBONES!

           Proxy Child (Alex): Names are hard, I get it m’dude.

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): Still, that’s just lazy.

           Devising Machinations (Keith): Oh hey, ya got your phone back. Nice :)

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): They couldn’t keep it from me~

           Pledged Companion (Trousle): THAT ISN’T EVEN YOURS!

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): dude caps

           Pledged Companion (Trousle): I AM SMALL, YOU WILL NOT HEAR ME IF I DON’T SHOUT

           Proxy Child (Alex): That… That isn’t how text works???

           Pledged Companion (Trousle): ALSO THE SHIFT KEY IS STARTING TO ACT BUGGY. I DON’T WANT TO ASK FOR A PHONE OR KEYBOARD UNTIL THIS IS DEAD THOUGH

           Devising Machinations (Keith): *nods* Understandable.

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): p sure that liam got it for good behavior

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): suck up

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): IT IS A VALID HUNTING STRATEGY!!! Deception is JUST as valuable as being able to bite things. Sometimes. I’m more fond of biting deer than trying to play mind games with them.

           Or he assumed he would be, if he got to see a deer. He was old enough to be rented out to handle overpopulated areas, but he wasn’t very popular… People saw the eye and all other thought seemed to go out the window. Nevermind that deer and rabbits pound at the ground like they were trying to break the earth, no one cared about that. They only cared that he was down an eye. Fuck them.

             Devising Machinations (Keith): Everyone happy with their characters before I get started with anything in depth? I’ve talked to Hux, dude’s fine ^u^

           Proxy Child (Alex): I think so??? I’m still trying to figure out whether or not to main in Hexblade or just go straight fighter. I mean, getting the fighting style is well worth dipping into it regardless, but, like, would my character *want* help from another fae, or is this something she felt she needed to do herself? Like, making pacts and stuff would make her seem more fey-y, but does she WANT to be fey-y? Or would I rather have her intentionally shun all of it?

           Devising Machinations (Keith): Not a call I can make, but can’t wait to hear about it.

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): I’ve had similar questions… I do think I’m going sorcerer one way or another, wild magic of course, since they’re inherently magic, but would they have been trying to learn other things as well?

             There was something he couldn’t quite put his finger on with their characters. They seemed so juicy already, enough angst and plot potential for them both to sink their teeth into, but something felt slightly off…

             Proxy Child (Alex): I guess it comes down to whether my character (who I will give a name to, eventually) would want the “crutch” of a more powerful fae helping them out, or if they’d rather prove their own worth.

           Liam’s fingers were typing before he’d even thought it through.

             Problematic Changeling (Liam): Prove your own worth. You don’t need someone hand-holding you through life.

           Pledged Companion (Trousle): I DON’T SEE WHY NOT. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH NEEDING ASSISTANCE, BOTH IN GENERAL AND *ESPECIALLY* WHEN EVERYONE AROUND YOU CAN DO THINGS YOU CANNOT.

           Proxy Child (Alex): Ya’ll both have points, just ain’t sure. I might have to try writing or RP’ing her a little to figure out what kind of person she is. Have to get a feel for her first, y’know?

           Devising Machinations (Keith): That’s fine by me. No pressure ^^

           Pledged Companion (Trousle): YES, NO REASON TO STRESS ABOUT IT, YOU’VE GOT AT LEAST A WEEK! YOU’LL COME UP WITH SOMETHING GREAT!

           Proxy Child (Alex): Thanks dudes.

           Proxy Child (Alex): I really like your character btw, Liam. Kinda wish I’d come up with that first XD It’s relatable, y’know? Though maybe a little too close to home anyways, ya’ll ain’t my therapists. Can’t wait to see how you play them out.

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): It’s going to be awesome, naturally. Are you sure you can keep up with me?

           Proxy Child (Alex): Honey, I don’t think you know what kind of angst machine you’re dealing with here >:3c

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): oh boy thisll be fun

           Pledged Companion (Trousle): GUYS I’M PUTTING YOU ON MUTE. I’M KEEPING EVERYONE UP. GOODNIGHT! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): night trus

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): also you should just play every single class at once

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): itd be HISSterical

           Devising Machinations (Keith): XD Dude. No. Just no. Also, you’re ripping that off from Puffing Forest

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): lies and slander

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): You watch it *while we game* sometimes. I’m half deaf and I can still hear it!

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): it aint my fault you take 5ever on turns sometimes

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): Well SOME of us know how to strategize.

           Pointy Combatant (Oozy): yeah, trus

           Proxy Child (Alex): PFFFFFT. Oozy omg. XD But I oughta go to bed. I’ve got work tomorrow. Sleep tight ya’ll!

           Devious Machinations (Keith): Niiiight!

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): I’ll get you back for that Oozy. But really, I’m looking forward to this. It’s been a while since we got fresh blood in.

             The last time they had was Trousle. Being the only bitty and the youngest of the group, they hadn’t been friends with him nearly as long as with each other, but he was still quite fun to have around. He was starting to grow on Liam, honestly. Liam had to respect his relentless optimism, at least to a degree. Albeit, Papython in general tended to be unwaveringly positive, but it seemed deeper than the surface-level sugar of some of his breed.

             Pointy Combatant (Oozy): sleep sounds good actually. Night

           Devising Machinations (Keith): Saaaame. Night everyone

           Problematic Changeling (Liam): Goodnight.

             Liam put the phone back and turned the heat off on the blanket, putting it over his head and settling in for the night. He was grateful that his wing tended to be pretty quiet; he never could sleep well with noise, lights, or too much movement, though the pillows muffled the vibrations in the ground nicely. No one was going to come anyways, not this late. Even if they did, he was a light enough sleeper to wake up and bite before the other even knew what hit them. He drifted to sleep alternating between contemplating his DnD character, and imagining hunting a deer.