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you created a monster <3 - Dantalion - 03-31-2026
[say]"Mmm... no, move it over there - I liked it over the doorway after all,"[/say] Danta is saying to the burly assistance he's hired to prep the Dusklight for Charlie's baby shower. Said shower is practically already underway, with people milling around with drinks (electric blue and/or neon pink martinis, obviously) while they wait for the guest of honour to arrive - and the dazzling priestess carrying him or her, of course.
The men wrestle a balloon arch back into place over the Dusklight front doors, and Danta snaps his fingers and nods. [say]"That's it,"[/say] he announces. [say]"A'right, stay and celebrate or get the fuck out - I don't care which."[/say] With a cheerful wave, the Maverick is already turning back to the proceedings to check on everything. Chaos is fine - chaos is expected - but that doesn't mean they can't be properly ready to celebrate Dygra's coming demigod.
There's food and drink aplenty, the fires are stoked to stifling for anyone who isn't an Ancient, streamers and glittering decor cover the booths and the bar, and there's already a table piled with presents for Charlie and her soon-to-be little one. There's also very heavy security present, though that can be put down to the season and Asta's raging hormones.
Maybe he and Charlie can bond over that together.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Astaroth - 03-31-2026
Always content to watch as Danta tells the workers and assistants where to place said things, the butcher is absolutely a threatening presence over his fiance’s shoulder – watching as those here to help move the balloon arch and not at all hiding the small break of a smirk as it starts to fight back with the movement. Snorting softly beneath his breath, the butcher leans back and folds his arms across his chest, gaze halfway focused on Danta and half focused on all the accoutrements the bar is decked out with.
The threaded cane hangs from the edge of the inside of the bar, not touched but threatening enough that this baby shower would remain perfect and without problems that weren’t brought on by the chaos that Dygra often showered them in herself.
In spirit of the theme, though, the butcher’s shirt is silken and smooth, heavy and draping over his body with a thick swoop of a collar down where the tips of the scar tissue peek out above it – a swirled, almost tie-dye pattern of baby blue and hot pink spreading through that mesh in a gentle lilac purple where the two colors meet. He wears the silver muzzle, too, just in case, with his hair brushed back and other silver adornments hanging from his ears and his horns – branched out further with the help of some of his haunt while the shadow plays watchman behind him against the scarlet wall.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Kaisel - 03-31-2026
Alright, so he’s come to find the kid isn’t his after all, which is a fucking relief. In that short span of time where he believed it though, the best of the feelings have stuck around. He wants to see this baby and its mother flourish, and he intends to be the best not-needed-fake-dad-godfather-uncle-friend-thing one could possibly be.
Reaching for the door of the Dusklight with his free hand, Kaisel turns his head towards Flora , his other arm still snug around her waist. She’s in charge of the large gift, wrapped in red paper with black dragon patterns across it, the versatile baby sling inside ensuring Charlie could be her hyperactive self with the infant in tow at all times. Hopefully, not actually all times, given her line of work, but it wouldn’t surprise him.
He shoots her a quick grin, which admittedly might have a more haunting quality than usual in the low light that’s here before they step inside. Half his face is painted blue, the other half pink, as if they’re arriving to a sporting event with teams to be staunchly rooted for and not a shower. Atop his head, a headband is neatly nestled in the mess of his hair, plush horns rising up, one pink and one blue, in Charlie and Dygra’s honor. His black, loose and deep-cut shirt has the faintest streaks of glittery champagne threaded through it, the cut specifically chosen to help combat the expected heat, as are the maroon shorts.
[say]”Remember,”[/say] he begins, gaze gleaming with the reflection of nearby firelight, his copper bright with a deviousness that’s dangerous to bring around here. [say]”You can’t say the word ‘baby’ once we get inside, and we can each only use an alternative word, like kid, once.”[/say] He absolutely would be keeping score, because the winner gets a ‘yes’ day.
Waiting for her confirmation, he pulls them inside, passing beneath the grand balloon arch. Wary of the shadows dancing around Astaroth , Kaisel gives him some wider berth, but calls out a greeting to both him and Dantalion . [say]”A-train, D-dawg, It’s lit in here!”[/say] Which is to say he’s thrilled by their decorations, the party perfect for Charlie . [say]”Where’s the woman of the hour!?”[/say]
RE: you created a monster <3 - Flora - 04-02-2026
[say]"So I’m not even allowed to call you—"[/say] Flora’s voice tilts upward with theatrical disbelief as she slips just inside the doorway, her mouth shaping the forbidden word in an exaggerated, silent baby before her brows lift in a slow, playful challenge, as if daring him to penalize her for something that technically never existed in sound.
Her hand stays at his waist, fingers not so much resting as roaming, tracing the line of his shirt with a kind of absent-minded greed that isn’t absent at all, her gaze flicking over him in quick, unashamed passes that linger just long enough to suggest she’s already halfway through undressing him in her head. The face paint helps dull the urge to tear his clothes off entirely given the comical effect, but it does very little to dull the fact that otherwise, he looks hot as fuck.
The Dusklight opens around them in a bloom of heat and colour, red and gold pressing in like a held breath, glitter catching in her lashes as she takes it in with a slow sweep of her eyes, the whole place humming with anticipation and indulgence in equal measure. Flora doesn’t pause long enough to be swallowed by it, though; instead, she tips her chin just enough to catch Dantalion and Astaroth in her periphery, offering them a bright, knowing wink that lands somewhere between greeting and mischief before she’s already guiding Kaisel further inside, her hand tightening slightly at his waist to steer him away from the hosts.
She leans in as they move, close enough that her voice slips beneath the noise without needing to fight it, her breath warm against his ear as her lips barely move. [say]"It’s Leafchange,"[/say] she murmurs, the words threaded with a quiet sort of amusement that doesn’t quite hide the warning beneath it, [say]"so avoiding Asta is absolutely a must for you, and it’s probably best you don’t even really look at Danta too long."[/say]
RE: you created a monster <3 - Charlie - 04-02-2026
Charlie doesn’t so much arrive as ignite, the Dusklight briefly outshone by the sudden bloom of fire that gathers itself like a held breath and then bursts outward in a radiant, molten gasp of light and heat before collapsing inward again to reveal her at its centre, heels already finding purchase against the floor as though she’s stepped out of something far more dramatic than mere flame, her presence spilling into the room with all the subtlety of a struck match in a room full of gunpowder.
She is, quite frankly, obscene in the most celebratory way possible.
Fabric clings and dips and dares, her neckline plunging low enough to make a statement and then lingering there just to make sure it’s been properly appreciated, her breasts framed like something curated for worship rather than modesty, while the slit at her leg climbs high enough that every step threatens revelation without ever quite surrendering to it. The heels don’t help, or perhaps they help too much. Either way, Charlie moves like she knows exactly what she’s doing—and she does—her hips swaying with a kind of delighted excess, one hand instinctively settling beneath the curve of her belly as if to present it just as proudly as everything else.
Her hands fly together in front of her chest, fingers lacing tight as she squeals, the sound bright and ringing and utterly unashamed as it spills through the room like a bell struck too hard and too joyfully to regret. [say]"Oh my—!"[/say] She doesn’t finish, because finishing would require standing still, and Charlie is absolutely not built for that.
Fire snaps again—smaller this time, tighter, more playful—and she dart!s across the room in a flicker of gold and heat, reappearing just shy of Dantalion and Astaroth with a breathless little laugh that still seems to be catching up with the rest of her, blue eyes practically sparking as they sweep over them both, drinking them in as though they’re part of the decoration too. And honestly? They might as well be given how they're dressed.
Little tongues of fire slip from her fingertips then, delicate and dancing, curling outward toward them both like affectionate creatures that know better than to touch without permission given the season, but cannot quite resist reaching, flickering close and then retreating in a playful, shimmering orbit that hums with warmth rather than heat. [say]"This looks amazing,"[/say] she gushes, before her eyes soften, just a fraction, something earnest and glowing beneath all that sparkle as she looks between them, fingers still loosely tangled together as though she might start clapping again at any second. [say]"Thank you,"[/say] she says, and this time it lands clean and clear despite the brightness wrapped around it, her smile turning almost unbearably fond as she gazes between them.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Aithne - 04-02-2026
Aithne arrives without her usual flare, because Charlie is already present and should absolutely be the center of attention at her own baby shower. Slipping in behind Flora and a guy she doesn't know (Kaisel), Aithne watches with a grin as her mentor darts across the room to speak with Dantalion and Astaroth. For her part, the acolyte takes her gift to the nearby table, setting it neatly in and amongst the rest, and then she's cheerfully off to say hello to Flora rather than interrupting what she's sure is a heartfelt moment between the other three Ancients.
The Doubletake is murmuring to the guy Aithne doesn't recognize, but who must be a lover by the possessive way the queen handles him. [say]"Floraaaaa,"[/say] Aithne trills as she approaches, hips swaying, to smile sweetly at the pair. [say]"It's been so long. How are you? Who's your friend?"[/say] Her gaze flickers to the young man, appraising and mischievous. His face paint and horns earn a fanged grin as she waits for an introduction, eager to mingle with the rest of the partygoers until she manages to snag Charlie away.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Thalassa - 04-02-2026
Thal knows nothing about babies. She hasn't spent the last few years in the presence of any children or pregnant women, and anything she might have known before is long lost. So when she hears Charlie is heavily pregnant with a demon demi child, she really has no idea what to do with that information. She supposes most people would be... happy? But Thal only finds a measure of discomfort for something she would prefer to avoid.
However, considering the kid is a demigod of Dygra and she doesn't dislike the priestess, she figures it's best that she show up and offer her congratulations - it helps that she's always open for a party.
When Thal arrives in a subtle shifting of shadows, she scans the room, her gaze immediately landing on the protruding stomach that makes it all very much reality. Where she might have expected exasperation or exhaustion on Charlie's face, the priestess moves with an unending energy, barely touching the floor as she dances across it, the additional weight doing nothing to diminish the internal glow of chaotic life she possesses. She wouldn't be surprised if the baby was the one giving the energy. Is that how pregnancy usually works?
Flicking her tail, Thal notices the other attendees, flashing fanged grins at everyone she recognizes as she slips through the bar towards the gift table. She deposits a dagger small enough for a child's hands amongst the wrapped gift then proceeds to the tables of food where she snags a drink, something obnoxiously pink and fruity that she sniffs at before taking a cautious sip.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Dantalion - 04-03-2026
[say]"You'll know her when you see her,"[/say] Danta calls out towards Kaisel as he bursts in through the balloon arch with Flora in tow and looking like he's been attacked by finger paints. They all will, and it has nothing to do with the pregnancy, though he has no doubt that Charlie will be extra vibrant for it. Raising one ring bedecked hand to wave towards the Doubletake as well, he steps back and reaches for Astaroth with the other, as if to assure the butcher that for all his socialising, he isn't planning to go far.
Saying that, the moment Charlie does arrive, he's understandably taken into her orbit like any child of Dygra. [say]"Congratulations!"[/say] he calls, parting from Asta to step forward and greet her properly, letting out a low whistle at the sight of her. [say]"Gods, did Dygra bless you with two surprises in there?"[/say] he asks with a fanged grin. Then, uncharacteristically sincere for the Maverick, he adds in a lower voice, [say]"You look beautiful. Truly. Let me know if there's anything you need."[/say]
Danta is, after all, nothing if not devout to their goddess, and if Charlie has been blessed by her dark hand, she is to be as revered as the child she carries.
But it's still a party, the Maverick straightening back up and gesturing to the streamers and attendees with renewed energy. [say]"The night is yours,"[/say] he declares. [say]"Open presents, pop all the balloons, start a food fight - or a real fight. It's all you."[/say]
RE: you created a monster <3 - Astaroth - 04-03-2026
It is a wise warning that Flora offers Kaisel, and despite being settled behind the bar as the guests begin to arrive, the shadow watches each one of them with a very astute curiosity. Kaisel’s greeting is met with the shadow pinpointing its attention on him as he offers a short nod back to the other man. To Flora, a shark toothed grin of greeting is returned to her as Danta waves and steps back to reassure him that he isn’t going anywhere despite the socialization.
And then, Charlie explodes onto the scene. She’s beautiful and radiant, exhibiting everything he’d come to expect for their lovely priestess carrying their goddess’ child. It’s surprise enough (and some sense of safety deep within him to realize that since she’s very much pregnant that there’s little for the butcher to worry about). As Danta parts from him, the butcher follows, swept forward in a blanket of shadows as he greets her in turn, confident he can keep himself steady. This was monumentous, after all. “[say]Congratulations, darling. We are so very excited for you.[/say]” And with her utmost attention to ensuring not to touch without the permission, the butcher reaches out for her with his own tendril of flame, melding with her own in a quiet appreciation for the carefulness with her attention.
Drawing quiet as Danta straightens back up and tells her what to expect, he hovers at his lover’s shoulder and lets a low rumble of a laugh leave him at the last offer. He’d never say no to a real fight. “[say]Enjoy yourself, my dear.[/say]” He purrs, positive that she’d find no shortage of it.
As he glances around to the new arrivals in the interim, though, a nod and a smirk is offered over to Thalassa as she sips from the pink and fruity drink out of pure caution.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Kaisel - 04-04-2026
The sort of outrage only reserved for things that don’t truly matter takes over his expression as Flora flirts with the rules, purposefully lifting them up and stretching them. [say]”PHlorah”[/say] he scolds, the first part of her name wring deep with the pinch of his lip, matching the crease in his brow as he scrutinizes her bastardization of the game. Unfortunately, she’s done nothing wrong, and damnit, he doesn’t want to admit that he wishes he’d thought of it first. Or that it didn’t excite him, but watching her push boundaries and tangle something that’d seemed so clean is undeniably attractive. Add to that the little piano recital her fingers are completing against his side, and he’s in for a long night of having to shift comfort back into the seam of his pants.
Her warning is a familiar one, given her fathers. Still, Kaisel can’t help but rise from the tip of his head, angled to better catch her murmur, and cast a fresh glance back towards the muzzled terror that is Astaroth. [say]”Done,”[/say] he decides, and there’s no difficulty to that choice in the slightest.
Charlie bursts into the room in a dazzling display of energy, heat, and legs that Kaisel is more than fond of. She knows how to make a proper entrance. Grinning across the room to see her, more round than the last he had, sure to be greeting her newborn soon, he finds a happiness that exists because she is happy and thriving.
It’s no surprise at all that Flora knows someone he doesn’t, for as social of a butterfly as Kaisel can be, Flora is an entire swarm. [say]”Kaisel,”[/say] he offers to Aithne , and he rather hopes the message in the stars will reshape the word friend on his behalf. [say]”I’m taking bets on what gender Charlie’s bundle of joy will be. What’re you in for?”[/say]
RE: you created a monster <3 - Aithne - 04-05-2026
[say]"Oooooo, you're Kaisel,"[/say] Aithne crows, eyes gleaming as she looks him up and down. Then she shifts her attention back to Flora, leaning in just slightly, as though her next words are a secret - although they certainly aren't quiet enough to be. [say]"Lucky."[/say] She winks, and then she's turning back to Kaisel as though she's said nothing out of turn.
[say]"Bets?"[/say] she says, flicking her tail idly. She wishes she'd thought of that. [say]"Depends. What are we betting?"[/say] It better be something fun.
Spotting Thalassa drinking something obnoxiously pink, Aithne straightens, an almost predatory grin taking over her face. Her 'friend' is currently standing alone. Well, that won't do at all. Aithne will have to fix that momentarily - but not before she hears more about this game of Kaisel's.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Thalassa - 04-06-2026
When she turns back to take in the party with fruity drink in hand, Thal spots Astaroth throwing her a smirk across the room. She spies Dantalion next to him, throwing them both a fanged grin before raising her glass to praise the party they've put together. Even if it's not her style and the topic isn't exactly something she'd usually celebrate, the decorations are impressive and the drink doesn't taste as bad as she'd expect of the obnoxiously bright liquid. She couldn't begin to guess what's in the thing.
It should come as no surprise that Aithne is in attendance as well, being the priestess in training and all. Thal rolls her eyes at the toothy and annoyingly bright grin she wears, pushing off from the table to find somewhere else to be before the woman can assault her with her usual level of enthusiasm.
Grabbing a second drink, she approaches Charlie with her little group. With a nod of her head, she does the 'expected' thing and offers a polite [say]"Congratulations, Charlie,"[/say] before extending the drink and her own grumbling amusement to the priestess. [say]"If they're related to you and our goddess, I anticipate the world will know this kid's name in no time."[/say] For what reasons remains to be seen, but it's a compliment, nonetheless.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Flora - 04-06-2026
[say]"Kaizel,"[/say] Flora sasses at once, the z drawn just enough to make it a pointed little correction, her mouth curving as she slides more fully into his side like she’s testing the fit of him against her. Her fingers hook lightly into the fabric at his waist again, as if to keep him exactly where she’s decided he belongs, even as her gaze flicks up at him with something bright and teasing that suggests she’s not even slightly sorry.
Charlie ’s arrival pulls her attention like a spark catching silk, and Flora’s hands come together in a quick, delighted applause, her grin flashing wide as she watches the priestess blaze her way into the room, all heat and movement and unapologetic spectacle.
The sound of her name has her turning easily, the shift in her posture immediate and warm as Aithne comes into view. [say]"Hey, girl!"[/say] Flora answers brightly. At the ancient's praise of her beau, Flora’s expression doesn’t falter so much as sharpen into something pleased, her eyes sliding back toward Kaisel with a look that’s openly appreciative, a little wicked around the edges, and undeniably fond. [say]"I am, aren’t I?"[/say] she says, the words light but anchored in something that doesn’t feel like a joke, her hand giving the smallest, almost absent squeeze at his side. [say]"He’s my fiancé,"[/say] she adds, the word set down with an easy sort of certainty that doesn’t beg for reaction so much as invite it, her gaze drifting back to Aithne with a spark of mischief already building again.
RE: you created a monster <3 - Kaisel - 04-08-2026
Now that’s exactly how he’d like to be greeted every day. Beaming easily in response to Aithne’s sudden excitement and his apparent infamy, he confirms with an energy-matching [say]”Yeah!”[/say] The once over has him stiffening, as if he’s being scanned and catalogued and needs to appropriately allow the process to pass to receive the besty results. His breath folds into the back of his throat, but his pulse quickens enough to add a hint of color to his neck.
It all breaks the moment she leans in to Flora, her whisper failing miserably in its role, and Kaisel chuckles with the nerves of someone who doesn’t fully get the joke but is laughing anyway to not be fucking weird. He’s not sure he’s ever been deemed the lucky one out of the two of them, not to his knowledge anyway, and he certainly doesn’t agree. Short of picking a compliment argument, Kaisel instead presses closer to Flora, his grip bumping against her a few times before settling with a new tightness.
Hearing fiance come from Flora’s lips, about themselves, throws all the social butterflies straight into his stomach. Weird appetizer choice Danta. [say]”That’s one of my favorite things you say,”[/say] he murmurs without shame to Flora, gaze holding her with intent before finally scraping back to Aithne. She’s answered him, but it takes him a moment to pull the words back from the echo of fiance. [say]”Well, I was just thinking bragging rights, but I’m open to suggestions.”[/say]