LET ME LOVE YOU!!!!! [open]

[likely_evil]

WHO likely-evil and YOU!
WHAT Running around, hugging the life out of people
WHERE The Island
WHEN Thursday 11/10 after picnic with De, until Sunday (11/13) night when the effects wear off.
WARNINGS Sam looked to be about 8-10 years old. Insane amount of fluff. Tag if you feel your muse needs a hug

Comments

[magistrated]

And here is Satan, wandering around in nothing but a Speedo, like you do. His body, after all, is Adonis-like and should be an object of admiration for all these mere mortals.

Plus, this way his wings are free, and he can fly around and keep an eye on Persephone if he has to.

Right now, though, he just strolls along the path, eating an apple. Ironically.

[likely_evil]

Look out, Satan! Your wings are out, which now have a tiny demon sneaking up behind you, trying to jump up and get them!

Seeing that Sam used to be tall enough to grab them, the fact he has to jump up to even touch them now is annoying. But fun! And he is only trying to slap them because he wouldn't want to pull any feathers out now.

[magistrated]

"Man," says Satan, "seriously?" And here, the wings are lifting up, further out of Sam's reach. "C'mon. Just because you're short doesn't mean you have an excuse to act like an idiot."

[likely_evil]

Sam stopped and pouted his little puppy dog demon eyes at Satan.

"I was just playing. I wasn't going to hurt them."

[magistrated]

"You're like a cat. Like a little cat with something shiny dangling in mid-air."

Satan sighed. "Oh, come on. Don't give me that look. Go swim in an ocean or something."

[likely_evil]

"Will you come play with me?"

Because why would he go on his own? Especially since you're here now, Satan.

[magistrated]

"If by 'play' you mean 'look at hot girls.'" -- then he winces. "I'm married. I keep forgetting."

[likely_evil]

"No, I mean play! We can play tag, or hide and seek, or -"

He'll keep listing games until you stop him, Satan. The kid is eight.

[magistrated]

You know what? Satan's not all that well-versed on kids games these days. He's just going to listen, for a while, nodding occasionally and seriously.

"Mm," he says. "Yes. Mmmm. Well, all of those have some serious pros and cons, my small friend."

[likely_evil]

Sam sighed. "Well, what do you want to do?"

Because Sam isn't leaving you alone anytime soon, Satan. But he's afraid to hug you with your prominent crotch so close to eye level.