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ALIAS. Glitch

AGE. 29 (will be 30 in August)

ZODIAC. Leo

HEIGHT. 5' 1.5"

HOBBIES. Writing, Reading, Gaming, Baking

FAVOURITE  COLOUR.  Literally any kind of blue and bluish-purple

FAVOURITE BOOKS. The Leviathan, Goosebumps, Warrior Cats (I mostly read fanfic now, but I still remember these fondly)

LAST SONG. Waterguns by Caravan Palace

LAST  MOVIE. Cats Don't Dance

LAST  SHOW. Can't remember the name but it was based on a true story about a standoff between a cult and government in Waco Texas

RECENT READ.  anything to do with game development (help)

FUN FACT. I used to practice norse paganism, mostly to understand one of my friend's beliefs but I still love learning about all the different mythos and practices. One of my dream games that I want to make is based on it.

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In honor of sinday I'm gonna talk about Lua and the whole "heat" thing

It's thanks to her sharing physiology to a rabbit, but it doesn't express itself as "I wanna fuck everything". She's much more interested in doting whoever is in her social circle and "nesting/burrowing" (it's just making blanket forts). This is not only one of the safer times to be near her, it's also one of the rare instances that she's super sociable and doesn't want to be alone. She can be rather pushy in this state, but if you gently press down on her head with your full palm, she'll stop and follow your lead instead (also a rabbit thing). She will rarely ever initiate actual sex, but she's a lot more open to advances during heats from people within her circle.

In most cases, she's a bratty bottom, but her innate desire for closeness makes her more snuggly.

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"Honestly? Yeah, you do. Geez, I can feel the heat comin' off you."

All she knew is that he was seriously agitated and possibly overheating. Kinda like how she did this morning, now that she thinks about it. Even now, sweat is causing her clothes to stick closer to her skin. Maybe they have similar afflictions, she wonders.

"Well, I have no desire to be as uncomfortable as you look, so you'll just have to get over it. However, maybe you should consider shedding a layer... Like at least take the coat off. Either way... You never did answer: have you eaten? I'm going to make you something. In fact, come to the kitchen with me."

As she moves to walk away, her hips sway without intention. Those shorts really do compliment the curves of her cheeks.

"Sick? Do I look ill to you?" Maybe he did to someone who wasn't aware of what he was going through.

"The only thing bothering me is how carelessly you're exposing so much." He made to heave an exasperated sigh, though it came out short. More as a heated breath or a pant.

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"Hmph. You say that as if I'm walking around naked..." she couldn't help but roll her eyes, the rubies going in a complete circle, "Sorry, but I'm not gonna make myself suffer this heat just because someone gets turned on by the sight of bare arms."

She finally takes notice of his bizarre demeanor, her tone softening in slight concern.

"... Are you... sick?" That was the only possible reason she could think of for why he was looking so flushed, "Didja eat some bad sinner meat or somethin'? Whatever it is, you look pretty miserable there."

His body was hot and his clothes felt.. uncomfortable. Oh yes, he knew what this was all too well. A curse he had to live with now that he'd obtained this form.

Fine. He would be fine to ignore it so long as he could avoid anyone who might provoke him.

Because facing a rut for him could be problematic to anyone who got too close.

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"Mornin', Alister..." Lua greets with a large yawn as she passes him by. Normally, she'd be wearing her black robes with constellations embroidered in the fabric, but the hotel felt unreasonably hot today so... It's a light tank top and booty shorts day. You can even see her usually hidden fluffy tail.

"Have you already had breakfast? I was thinkin' 'bout cookin' if no one else has," an offer made while completely unaware to the turmoil he's experiencing.

His body was hot and his clothes felt.. uncomfortable. Oh yes, he knew what this was all too well. A curse he had to live with now that he'd obtained this form.

Fine. He would be fine to ignore it so long as he could avoid anyone who might provoke him.

Because facing a rut for him could be problematic to anyone who got too close.

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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 - Redone

Send a letter and I will respond with a headcanon about the ns/fw topic that corresponds to it!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (where does your muse prefer to cum/have someone cum) D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) L = Location (favorite places to do the do) M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

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"Ugghhh... feels like summer in Texas... How does this place get so hot anyway?" Lua is bemoaning the heat. Too bad she doesn't know how to make it rain. Then again wouldn't that make it hot and humid? Is that really better than a dry heat?

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"Indeed, I am," Lua confirms with a wide smile without a hint of sass, "It's work-related, just to be clear. I'm tryin' to do some research that will help me help Charlie and wellllllll... Let's just say... there's a lot of necessary information that doesn't exist in book form right now, and I need another person to find out what I want. I was hopin' that since you are far more knowledgeable than I, and since we're co-workers now, perhaps you would be willin' to help? You might even be able to benefit from it. Especially... if your knife work is as good as I'm lead to believe."

There was no guarantee he'd say yes with such a vague request, but with a hook like that, she's confident he'll want to hear more. She already knows just how proud he is of his history from when he does talk about it. However, talking about the specifics of her request out in the hallway, standing in front of his doorway feels off. Not private enough. Plus, why talk while standing when they could do it sitting down?

"So if you've got time like I do right now... may I come in and we can discuss details?"

@ontheairr plotted starter w/ Lua

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It's been two weeks since Lua began working with Charlie under formal contract as tutor, advisor, and overall helper. Granted, all her knowledge applied to humans and life in the US. There was no telling just how useful it is now, if even half of it applies to the dead or even just an average Sinner. It was hard not to feel a little over her head, especially after the hours and days spent scouring through whatever books she could find either in the hotel or Pentagram City. If she ever has to see the name "Sigmund Freud" etched in the side of a book again...

In good news, her powers were finally starting to stabilize, no longer reacting to every little thing around her. The fact she feels emotionally numb again probably has nothing to do with it. Maybe. Maybe not.

That doesn't change that she has gained very little insight on Sinners and life in Hell in general. Something that greatly frustrates her. Walking around tends to help, so now she just wanders the halls at night after all the exercises and lessons are taught. Without any relevant books or case studies, that leaves only the hard way to figure these things out. She doesn't even understand her own form as a Sinner, other than how bothersome it's been.

Passing by Alastor's doorway, however, sparks an idea. If she could get someone to help her make the case studies and books she needs... She is effectively immortal with the ability to regenerate and respawn. The door lights are on, so if she had to hazard a guess, Alastor is probably still awake. Good, that means she won't feel bad as she knocks loudly on his door.

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"Is it that obvious?" a rhetorical question that ultimately confirms his suspicion.

In fact, it's only been about six hours since she manifested as a sinner in Hell, right around the time that the city experienced a large-scale blackout and torrential downpour out of seemingly nowhere. She's been walking non-stop since she calmed down enough to think clearly, part of the reason she wanted this to be brief. And an even bigger part of why she wasn't going to hold back any snarky responses she felt the urge to respond with.

"If you must know, I'm very passionate about... not sleepin' on the streets and not starvin'," she holds back a chuckle, always having wanted to say that during interviews. Besides, it was mostly the truth, but she does try to provide some reassurance, "Don't worry, I agreed to not break Charlie's rules and I'll do what she requires of me, but I don't have any intention of going to Heaven even if I could either. Still... I do admire the passion and enthusiasm in this line of work, so I do look forward to seeing how she performs. I just hope her talk isn't just talk, if you know what I mean. Surely, I'm not the only one who hears the word "salvation" and immediately thinks "cult" or "scam". Thankfully, that doesn't seem to be the case. So far anyway."

Were her reasons just as selfish as his? Absolutely. They were just far less grand, more mundane. At the moment, she doesn't really know what she wants, completely lacking direction. She hadn't expected there to be anything after life, nor hoped for there to be one. To say she was disappointed by her renewed consciousness would be an understatement. Could be worse, at least that's what she believes. She could've woken up in a hospital as a conscious and aware vegetable.

Still, no need to go out of her way to step on a random person's toes. She will, however, return whatever energy is given to her. And if he wants to act like he owns the place, she'll happily remind him that her obligations are solely to the actual hotel owner.

He was not phased by her shock of electricity. Although it did seem to make his own natural static buzz a little, radiating off of him like a radio out of tune. Quiet but still present enough to be heard if she was standing close enough to him. As an Overlord, such as himself, a little spark of power like that wasn't necessarily enough to cause any harm to him. Of course, that didn't mean it hadn't gone unnoticed by him. Although it didn't show on his expression, with his grin remaining in place as ir had been whenever he had introduced himself to her.

It was curious to him, though, that her reaction upon meeting him didn't quite seem to fit the bill of the usual. Did that mean that she was new to Hell? Perhaps. Most would have been a little more nervous in being in his close proximity. Even Charlie had been nervous whenever he first showed up to the hotel. His reputation even carried to the Princess of Hell, it seemed. The Radio Demon was a notorious figure in the Pride Ring. A fearsome demon who enjoyed torturing and killing anyone who crossed him or got in his way. His rise to power had been unbelievably fast.

Again, he didn't allow this to show in his expression. The only hint of it being the slightest twitch of an ear. If she were new, there was potential here. So he wanted to make sure he played his cards right. Not that he would ever drop this "polite" charm he carried. But rather, it would always be the undertones of his voice and his words that carried his dark intentions. Not yet, though. Best to wait for the perfect opportunity, or else he might expose his intent too soon. Besides, she was a guest here... he couldn't risk losing Charlie's trust, not unless the opportunity was too good to pass on.

"Splendid! Welcome then! How about I give you a proper tour and show you off to where you'll be staying? I'm sure our dear Princess has more important matters to attend to, anyway!"

Not that he was giving her a choice. Alastor, choosing to let the comment on his name slide for now, given that she didn't seem to understand who he was. He hovered a hand just inches from her back to guide her forward. Remaining close enough to her still that the buzzing of his radio static could be heard. Getting her away from the others would be a chance for him to converse with her a little bit.

At least enough to make sure she understood some ground rules.

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𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗟 :  holland lop rabbit

𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗥(𝗦) : white, black, gray, yellow, red

𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚 : beneath the mask by Lyn

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗧 : Chestnut

𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘  𝗢𝗙  𝗗𝗔𝗬 :   Midnight

𝗦𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗟 : old books, rain, chamomile tea

𝗦𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗢𝗡 :  fall

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗘:  library

𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗬 : KitKat

𝗚𝗘𝗠𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡𝗘:  obsidian

𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟  𝗦𝗜𝗚𝗡 :  Cancer

𝗙𝗔𝗕𝗥𝗜𝗖 : cotton

𝗗𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗞 :  anything with a lot of caffeine and sugar

𝗩𝗜𝗖𝗘  :  Wrath

𝗩𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗨𝗘 :   Charity

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Lua simply shrugs, "Can't really say for sure. All I know is that I died, and woke up here."

Waking up in Hell was probably for the best out of all the possible outcomes. The volatile storm that had arisen from the depths of her soul upon regaining consciousness would have simply unleashed on a new target had she woke up at the pearly gates or somewhere else.

"I suppose I could make a couple guesses just going off what I've learned at my ol' church. I was no violent criminal by most standards, but I am what the church would call a, um..." she pauses slightly trying to recall the words, "ah, yes, a "heretic" and "blasphemer". And if that's why I'm down here?" she can't help but laugh a little, "Yeaaaah, I have no plans whatsoever to stop questioning them. Haahh..." Truthfully, there were other things, far more questionable things she could've mentioned instead. The brief time she worked in the sex industry to stay off the city streets, how she nearly killed a man and wishes she did, but even after 4 years of near total isolation, she knew they weren't exactly appropriate to talk about with an acquaintance.

"But enough about me, I'm sure your life is far more interesting than mine. I know I would like to hear some of your insight and history. If you don't mind me askin', have you ever done anythin' like what Charlie's tryin' to do?"

"Haaha, yeah, these sinners are terrible! Terrible! I wouldn't be surprised if my Charlie wasn't the only one in all of Hell that ACTUALLY cared about anyone other than themselves." He wheezed at her words.

He wholeheartedly believed what it was that he had just said. In his eyes, all or well, most sinners didn't seem to care about anything other than how they could benefit themselves. Whether it was to find more power and climb whatever ladder they had created for themselves or else find their next fix. Death and debauchery was common place in Hell. It was that fact that Heaven had denied his request at first to try and give them a second chance. It seemed to Lucifer that the mortal souls who occupied the Pride Ring had taken his gift of free will for granted.

That was why he found it surprising that someone like her was even in Hell to begin with. Charlie was a different matter. She was a hellborn. Because she had been born here in Hell, that meant that she wouldn't have a chance to actually ever be part of Heaven. And good riddance in his mind. Her kindness came from watching him and hearing stories about him, in combination with the love and care he was positive that Lilith had raised her with. But for a SINNER to have that same sort of train of thought? That was truly a rarity.

Come to think of it... if she was doing all that on Earth, why or how was she here in Hell? Humans didn't just get sent to his realm for no reason. Usually, they committed some kind of horrible transgression that would have made their souls unfit for Heaven. Although Heaven DID have a lot of double standards and rules. So he wouldn't have been surprised if it were for something minor. Still, he had to admit he was curious about it. On the bright side, this conversation seemed to have broken the ice a little bit.

"Actually, I guess you could say I'm just curious, but how did you end up here in Hell? It's like they just decide you're not any good for no reason. I mean-- Heaven DOES have a lot of rules... but it doesn't sound like to me you'd be unfit so far anyway."

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"Oh, that's not a hard bar to jump over. It's so low it's probably in Double Hell. Man, wouldn't even look at me and just laid there like a corpse."

Stella is quite certain if she never took charge after trying to court Stolas' scrawny ass for months, there wouldn't have been a single egg in nearly 20 years of marriage. It would've made her looked bad to all the other royals.

"But yes, you do a good job not to bore me," the closest thing to praise she's willing to give to someone she considers part of the working class.

"Stella? You worried about the hired help spilling out little secret?" He asks as he gets dressed after one of their in depth "meetings"

"Worried? Ha! They know what pain they'll face if they even slightly inconvenience me. As do you, I hope? If you were demon royalty or someone with great influence, I wouldn't need to tiptoe so much. Be grateful for the opportunities I give you, Smith."

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"Stella? You worried about the hired help spilling out little secret?" He asks as he gets dressed after one of their in depth "meetings"

"Worried? Ha! They know what pain they'll face if they even slightly inconvenience me. As do you, I hope? If you were demon royalty or someone with great influence, I wouldn't need to tiptoe so much. Be grateful for the opportunities I give you, Smith."

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How do you need to be touched?

gently.

you need to be held as though you're going to break. you need someone to trace your scars like cracks in a wall, crumbling. their touch is almost painful; you've been without it for too long, without someone to hold you. but, you cannot bring yourself to pull away.

Lua immediately tosses the paper, "Eh, it's just a stupid quiz..." Stupidly accurate.

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@ontheairr plotted starter w/ Lua

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It's been two weeks since Lua began working with Charlie under formal contract as tutor, advisor, and overall helper. Granted, all her knowledge applied to humans and life in the US. There was no telling just how useful it is now, if even half of it applies to the dead or even just an average Sinner. It was hard not to feel a little over her head, especially after the hours and days spent scouring through whatever books she could find either in the hotel or Pentagram City. If she ever has to see the name "Sigmund Freud" etched in the side of a book again...

In good news, her powers were finally starting to stabilize, no longer reacting to every little thing around her. The fact she feels emotionally numb again probably has nothing to do with it. Maybe. Maybe not.

That doesn't change that she has gained very little insight on Sinners and life in Hell in general. Something that greatly frustrates her. Walking around tends to help, so now she just wanders the halls at night after all the exercises and lessons are taught. Without any relevant books or case studies, that leaves only the hard way to figure these things out. She doesn't even understand her own form as a Sinner, other than how bothersome it's been.

Passing by Alastor's doorway, however, sparks an idea. If she could get someone to help her make the case studies and books she needs... She is effectively immortal with the ability to regenerate and respawn. The door lights are on, so if she had to hazard a guess, Alastor is probably still awake. Good, that means she won't feel bad as she knocks loudly on his door.

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Boss Fight Diagnosis

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tagging: @lettherebemonsters @aroyaltailor @darkseraphscorner, and any other moot that hasn't done it but wants to

//Normally I just do Lua, but I decided to do Stella and Kieri