ℳαzιкєєи.

Woosh. Dramatic entrance. The Queen of the Damned is back.

Yep.

❝ Ugh. ❞ TL has her like;

It's never too early to drink. Slurp.

|i couldnt help myself and sketched her| ❝ Is that... WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TAKING MY PICTURES FOR?! ❞ She literally let out a growl, dropping the chocolate on the ground and jumping on Lucifer, holding him by his collar. Maze and her temper, huh. She liked the chocolate though.

She's here. And grumpy. As always.

Grunts.

Mᴀᴢɪᴋᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Lɪʟɪᴍ - ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ ʜᴇʟʟ - - ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ - ᴮᵃˢᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ⱽᵉʳᵗᶦᵍᵒ ᶜᵒᵐᶦᶜˢ. ᴹᶦʳʳᵒʳ ᴰᵉᵗ. : ˢᵉˡᵉᶜᵗᶦᵛᵉ

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"Excuse me, someone is in need of a hammer crushing their skull?"

— /So/ screwed.

When God is more problematic than everyone else...

She’s back. With whiskey. Because is not capable of enduring everyone’s bullshit without a little alcohol.

Gaudium, no... Wait. That makes sense.

Does Jim have a softy spot for Briar? God’s wrath. How pitiful. Pfft.

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