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Hm, how about something supernatural?

He frowned slightly, blinking. "Oh.." he mumbled quietly. It was hard for him to wrap his head around the fact that heaven and hell existed. Sure, he wanted to go to heaven, for the sole purpose of seeing his parents. "But...what if I wanted to stay with you? I...I don't mind going to hell then." He stated quietly, looking at him. It was true. He really liked the male, so he would devote his soul to hell if he had to.

How about supernatural x supernatural ? Cx

He brightened up. "Of course...I'd like that. And I understand." The male said simply. He went back over and took the small pot from the fire, letting it cool for a moment before pouring the stew into two separate bowls. He handed one to the male, along with a wooden spoon. He just ate the stew quietly, in no mood to brag about it now. His thoughts were just focused on hell, and what it would be like there.

/I'm sorry for the short post, I'm not feeling well.

The male looked over at him, grinning. "Why don't you just drink it from the bowl? You don't have to use the spoon, although it is pretty entertaining." He teased softly. Siris had lost his appetite, so he was just picking at his food by now. "But thank you...for trying it. It means a lot to me." He murmured.

The brunet leaned back, rubbing his eyes. He was getting a bit tired, honestly. "You can sleep in my bed tonight." He added, stiffling a yawn.

He grinned, chuckling. "Thank you." He hummed quietly. He took the empty bowls and went to go clean them, as he honestly couldn't stand things being dirty. Siris did his best to always be as clean as he could possibly be. Running a hand through his hair, he looked over at the male with a roll of his eyes. "oh, please. You're my friend, it isn't intruding." He said simply, though he wasn't exactly sure where he himself would end up sleeping. That didn't matter right now, though. He wanted Lucifer to be comfortable in his shabby home.

He raised a brow, looking at Lucifer. "I suppose. But sleep is a wonderful thing. Sometimes it feels nice to sleep all day." He hummed, setting the bowls to dry. He looked back at the male, a blush crossing his face. "Hmph. I suppose that'd be better than having you stand and stare at me all night long." He teased.

"Because when you dream, you can be anything you want to be. Who wouldn't sleep all day, then?" He retorted, tilting his head to the side. Siris's blush just grew. "Why do you do this to me?" He huffed out, moving away and sitting on the edge of his bed. He liked the male, Siris was just too awkward to express how he felt. It wasn't like he'd ever been in a relationship before. He didn't want to mess things up and make everything awkward.

He shrugged, looking away from him. "I guess I do," he admitted, "I just...don't know how to respond. I haven't liked anyone like this before." He replied, looking at him. He didn't see any point in lying to the demon anyways. He was bound to know sooner or later. Besides, he was sure the male already could assume that he liked him. He was easy on the eyes and was charming. Siris enjoyed that about him.

He blinked, looking at the demon. "I suppose being bashful is the only way I know." He murmured quietly. A small smile flicked across his face, and Siris nodded reluctantly. "I'm pretty sure we both feel the same about one another." He said simply, relaxing slightly. Siris found it pretty funny, that out of all the people in the world, he held feelings for Satan himself. The male just hummed in content, quite pleased. He plopped down on his bed, closing his eyes. "I'm glad I met you."

He smiled faintly at his words. Siris hadnt realized how tired he was, honestly. The young man curled under a blanket, a small yawn escaping his lips. He chuckled softly, glancing over at him. "Mmhm. Sleep is amazing." He murmured quietly. After a few minutes, he could feel himself beginning to doze off. "Goodnight." He said softly. Siris was out before he knew it. He enjoyed having someone sleep in the same bed as him. It made him feel less alone.

Siris usually had nice dreams. This one actually consisted of Lucifer. He woke up a bit after the male. The brown haired male sat up groggily, rubbing his eyes. Waking up was always the hard part in his day. His eyes slowly looked over at Lucifer, a tired smile playing across his lips. "Oh, you're already up." He said. Siris got out of bed, running a hand through his hair. He was a bit excited for today. He couldn't wait to see what Hell was like.

Siris smiled. "Oh, you didn't. " He hummed. He let out a small, playful huff when Lucifer's appearance was immediately fixed. "That's not fair." He teased quietly, sluggishly grabbing a brush and combing through his hair. Once it was decent enough, he just changed his shirt. The male wasn't really in the mood to go bring pails of water back up here just so he could bathe. Or bathe in the river, for that matter. "Are we gonna go to hell?" He asked, eyes gleaming with excitement.

He smiled slightly. "Hmph. Well you should've." He teased. The young man watch the male come closer, a light blush playing across his face. He nodded at his words, although jumped when the flames appeared. He grimaced, moving closer. The heat was a bit intense, to say the least. Although, it didn't hurt him. Siris just watched the male, feeling slightly more calmed by watching him rather than worrying about the flames. Besides, he had a handsome face.

Siris was amazed by the smooth transition. He looked around, having to wait for his eyes to adjust to such a dark place. Once he did, his brown hues flickered over every inch of the place, feeling a bit uneasy. Siris knew the place wouldn't be very inviting, but it was different than actually being here. He looked at Lucifer, smiling. "It's... charming." He said simply. Siris followed after the Devil, not wanting to end up getting lost or being by himself around here. He thought it'd be best to stick close to the male. Siris wouldn't be able to protect himself if he didn't.

He smiled, following after him. Once they were at a pair of doors, he was surprised to see other demons appear. He was about to greet them, as it was almost instinctual for him to do so at this point. He flinched when his wrist was grabbed, looking at Lucifer with a confused expression. "Okay." He whispered softly. He wasn't sure why, but it was probably in his best interest not to do so.

When they got in the throne room, Siris just watched him, a vexed expression on his face. "I'm not sure....are you alright?" He asked quietly, reaching out and touching his arm gently. Satan seemed a lot more tense and serious now. It was like when he had first met him. He assumed it was because they were in hell, but the male wanted to make sure anyways. Siris would do anything to keep Lucifer happy, after all. He cared greatly for the other male.

Aspen

Angel

Around 20,000 years old.

Polite and friendly.

The angel had been a servant for as long as he could remember. Heaven wasn't exactly... heavenly. The archangels tended to sell angels to high ranked Demon families sometimes, just to make profit and make space in heaven. Aspen's family had been of rather low ranked, so theyd been sold off to a family of demons. Of course, they hadn't stayed together. Archangels tended to separate families. Aspen didn't mind being a servant. At first, which was many centuries ago, he had. But he slowly got used to it. The demons werent particularly rude. They were just strict. He wasn't spoken to unless something needed to be cleaned up, or that they needed something.

It was forbidden for an angel and demon to be together. But the demon son of the household had caught his eye. They were the same age, and rather kind for a demon. The two would converse at times when the male's parents weren't around. He enjoyed speaking to the demon, although he was a bit nervous. If this progressed, and they ended up in a relationship, it could become an issue. Aspen was still a mere servant, after all.

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Currently, Aspen was retrieving food from the kitchen quarters, made by an angel chef. The servant angels were all pretty close, so Aspen did have friends. He took the plates filled with food and wheeled it out to the dining room, where the high ranked demons were. He smiled softly, gently placing each plate down with a "Good morning Miss", or "Good morning sir". After he was done, he simply stayed by the door, watching quietly. Someone would usually need something. Besides, he would have to clean the table after they were done.

Plot -- your character is the son of a high ranked Demon family. Although its forbidden, y/c ends up falling for Aspen. They meet in secret and spend time together, conversing and getting closer. What happens when you/c family finds out?

Please be active and post at least once a day.

Post at least a paragraph.

Aspen

Angel

Around 20,000 years old.

Polite and friendly.

The angel had been a servant for as long as he could remember. Heaven wasn't exactly... heavenly. The archangels tended to sell angels to high ranked Demon families sometimes, just to make profit and make space in heaven. Aspen's family had been of rather low ranked, so theyd been sold off to a family of demons. Of course, they hadn't stayed together. Archangels tended to separate families. Aspen didn't mind being a servant. At first, which was many centuries ago, he had. But he slowly got used to it. The demons werent particularly rude. They were just strict. He wasn't spoken to unless something needed to be cleaned up, or that they needed something.

It was forbidden for an angel and demon to be together. But the demon son of the household had caught his eye. They were the same age, and rather kind for a demon. The two would converse at times when the male's parents weren't around. He enjoyed speaking to the demon, although he was a bit nervous. If this progressed, and they ended up in a relationship, it could become an issue. Aspen was still a mere servant, after all.

---

Currently, Aspen was retrieving food from the kitchen quarters, made by an angel chef. The servant angels were all pretty close, so Aspen did have friends. He took the plates filled with food and wheeled it out to the dining room, where the high ranked demons were. He smiled softly, gently placing each plate down with a "Good morning Miss", or "Good morning sir". After he was done, he simply stayed by the door, watching quietly. Someone would usually need something. Besides, he would have to clean the table after they were done.

Plot -- your character is the son of a high ranked Demon family. Although its forbidden, y/c ends up falling for Aspen. They meet in secret and spend time together, conversing and getting closer. What happens when you/c family finds out?

Please be active and post at least once a day.

Post at least a paragraph.

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