Her own tail held high to signify her own enjoyment. Asriel held close now, pulling the Hellhound close to her body. "I am ancient. I should know how to do so by now."

"Perhaps. They are quite. . . Cute." A little giggle was given, the feline stepping forward to close the distance, her heels clacking on the ground. "And good."

"Interesting. . . You certainly are a unique Hellhound." She'd state, leaning forward and giving him a nod.

She'd give out a light chuckle. "Mmhm. I try not to be. Can say you're not so bad, yourself. . . So, this grimoire? Is that all it can do?"

⛧ ─── ⋆⋅🥀⋅⋆ ─── ⛧ ❝Is this what's left of me? Debilitated life— look back and see nothing but my self wasted. ⠀ Is this what's left of me? What’s left will be destroyed. Is it ever ending, my self-hatred?❞ ⛧ ─── ⋆⋅🪦⋅⋆ ─── ⛧

"It isn't often a Sinner can ascend the rungs of Hell. . . but, it is certainly possible." To make a point, he'd just shift his gender around to which really most of it was hidden beneath his clothing. Once everything was done, she'd adjust her outfit over her breasts. "As an example." She'd---

"My gender is fluid. I may call myself a he. . But, there are times where I have called myself a she or they. My body is also malleable to fit many forms." He nodded his head, a soft smile forming his lips. "As are you."

"Perhaps that is what you truly desire is to be with Death themself. . ." They were more feminine leaning in their appearance giving the feline's body and the choice of clothing he wore.

"Hellhounds are deemed the lowest. Life is tougher here than it would be alive. . . but, I can certainly state that you are not alone." The feline gave a little nod, brushing his lengthy hair out of his eyes. "I hold no ill toward any especially toward you. If you wish to speak more---

He let out a little chuckle. "No, no. There is no judging to be had. . . quite admirable, actually. . "

"I exist as an individual entity. . . Free thinking. Ahem. I carry no disdain for your killing. It is in the nature of humanity to do so." He let go of the hellhound's hand, now adjusting at his suspenders.

"Fine. . . Then, pull me out." Stated the cat, keeping his eyes on her with a grin on his lips.

"Mm. . . We are acquainted much like how I am acquainted to many others. As I said, Death is a construct. I simply deliver between Heaven or Hell." Asriel takes his hand to which was surprisingly warm, shaking it. "I have seen and heard much worse things."

Rolls his eyes as he casts magic on her. "There. The water will not get you wet nor will it feel cold."

"Asriel. Death. Mr. Death. The Grim Reaper. Any one of those. I prefer Asriel."

". . . Mm?"

"I won't mind water. . . Keeps me clean." He shrugs. "Welcome to join me."

Sigh. "Your demeanor is why you are lonely. ."

He glances at her. "Am I not allowed to float?"

"Dying is a construct of humanity. Loneliness is dependent on the individual."

"That would depend on your own interpretation of it. ."

He is just floating upward in a pool of water. He is bored.

@thievius-raccoonus.bsky.social He has his interest in the raccoon.

【 #USRP ― ADALID #087 】 The Thievius Raccoonus doesn't create great thieves. It takes great thieves to create the Thievius Raccoonus! － #SLYRP × #MVRP

@zealsrival.bsky.social Offering his hand.

𝐌𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐚, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 ❤&🔄 #𝐇𝐁𝐑𝐏 𝐗 #𝐌𝐕𝐑𝐏

"I mostly keep to myself. . Not a lot of people here want to be associated with the Reaper himself." He just looks over the bottle, sighing.

"Pleaure, Bee. . . And sure. I could honestly go for a drink." Stated Death, looking about the club he had set foot in.

【 #USRP ― ADALID #146 】     Stand up, dammit.     Hold your head up high              and FIGHT! － #FGORP ‣ #FATERP － #HOUSAMORP × #MVRP

"I feel...Warm. Don't you?" Art by Kuroblood. MDNI. MVRP / NSFWRP SonicRP An old Mobian resurrected. Though he seems a bit more...Quiet this time. No taboo.

@vegawolfman.bsky.social "Vega."

He just started at her, digging his hands into his pockets. His outfit did not quite fit in with the surroundings. "It is impossible for death to vacate if you are surrounded by it."

He blushes lightly, letting out another huff in acknowledgement. He was always pleasant pillow to nuzzle against.

@malispinae.bsky.social ". . . Hm. . ."

ㅤ 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 . . . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘. ୧‿ ꕀ ˖༺ ཐི𖤍ཋྀ ༻˖ ꕀ ‿୨ ㅤ

"Enjoying yourself?" He kept her close. It was strange that Death was warm and not extremely cold to the touch.

"Mm. . ." He wraps his arms around her, hands upon her rear. He'd give a little squeeze. His chest fluff was incredibly soft.

Sigh. Taking her and pressing her cheek against his chest.

"Ah, ahem. Azriel. . . Or Death. Either works." He sighs, coughing into his hand before adjusting his straps.

@beeofgluttony.bsky.social giving a light wave toward her.

//imma be real, Azriel would be tight with Beezlebub.

ᅠ ᅠ𝐀 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐠𝐨 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝 ᅠᅠᅠ𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ᅠ ᅠ[ #furryrp | #mvrp ] ᅠ

"No. . . It is a joke." States the feline as his hands rest on her hips, continuing to keep her close against his torso. The purring rises as her hands ran through his long hair.

He blinks before resting his hands on her hips, pulling her closer against himself. A light purr escapes him. "Anything. . Except shellfish. I'm /deathly/ allergic~. . . No. Seriously. I am."

"I can anything anyone living can do. I just get taste out of it and never get full." He shrugs.