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Satana Hellstrom
@hellfireinheels.bsky.social
There’s a special place in Hell for me,
It’s called 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖊 #Yǔtana

My Consort- @mysticalphysician.bsky.social

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“Yes I’m evil, yes I will betray you, no I don’t care about your silly feelings.”

🔥 Sorceress
🔥 Seductress
🔥 Princess of Hell
🔥 Avid soul collector
🔥 Banter, SL’s, whatever

📻 25+ mun, GMT
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“I know I said I had big plans, but now those plans involve bed and lots of sleep.”
December 26, 2025 at 2:12 PM
Her breath caught when she saw the emerald necklace. He probably hadn’t ever figured out exactly what it did, few people had.

Protection from Demons.

But that was a vague concept, wasn’t it.

She huffed out a slow laugh and picked it up. -
"Trinkets and baubles - but the best kind. One is a... It's something old. I've been wondering what to do with it for a long while. The other is something very new - for your march on Heaven."

He smiled, stepping back a bit to give her some space. "Open them."

~
The laquered boxes do look delightful, but his choice of beverage has her wrinkling her nose. Coffee and milk do not belong together.

Actually, milk has no right to be in anything that's not an infant.

She'll not pour it out though, not until he's out of sight. -
December 25, 2025 at 11:19 PM
The laquered boxes do look delightful, but his choice of beverage has her wrinkling her nose. Coffee and milk do not belong together.

Actually, milk has no right to be in anything that's not an infant.

She'll not pour it out though, not until he's out of sight. -
He's snuck into wherever @hellfireinheels.bsky.social is, preparing and plotting and whatever else she's got going on - preparing her invasion of Heaven.

He leaves a quick peck on her cheek, a sweet and minty mocha latté, and a pair of old lacquered boxes.

"Merry Christmas, my love."
December 25, 2025 at 10:01 PM
Let me work, darling.
December 22, 2025 at 8:48 PM
“Tomorrow I march on Heaven, by Christmas I’ll be on the Throne, or I’ll be dead. Either one suits me well enough.”
December 22, 2025 at 8:45 PM
Whatever does he see in me?

I wonder.

#ThirstyThursday
December 18, 2025 at 11:22 PM
“I was going to suggest my hot springs. You know my Women of the Waters enjoy our visits.”
"Are we restricting it purely to the bath or shall we take a full tour of the Sanctum?" Minus some specific rooms of course."
“Darling, can I bounce on it, crazy style in the bath later?” @mysticalphysician.bsky.social
December 17, 2025 at 6:28 PM
“Darling, can I bounce on it, crazy style in the bath later?” @mysticalphysician.bsky.social
December 17, 2025 at 6:25 PM
“Do I get a say in who is invited to our wedding reception?”
December 16, 2025 at 1:29 PM
Reposted by Satana Hellstrom
𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙄𝙏'𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚
December 15, 2025 at 8:02 AM
“You’ll tug that thing right off.”
Some people enter hyperventilation when stressed.

I enter hyperjorkulation
December 10, 2025 at 7:25 PM
And that's why Satana was BANGING on the door to the point that ignoring it, would have been impossible.

"So get this... They're Yu's SIBLINGS!"

"Like, brothers and sisters from another... Well, the Fae. I don't know how they had wolf pups, and I don't want to know, but they're cute." -
Illyana was in her bedroom not having a care in the world. Her legs were crossed in her room, as she sat in silence. With Limbo being so loud, she needed some silence in her life.

But as Satana knocked on her door -- she was tempted not to open it up.

[ ~ ]
𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 on @formerqueenoflimbo.bsky.social's bedroom door (it's at the opposite end of the sanctum to her and Yu's bedroom)

"𝑰𝑳𝑳𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑨 ‼️ "

"There are 𝝦ꓴ𝝦𝝦𐌉𝗘𝗦 in the Sanctum!"

"𝑃𝑈𝑃𝑃𝐼𝐸𝑆! Wolf puppies! And we have been asked to pupsit!"

"And one 𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒d m𝑦 ℎ𝑎nd!"

ₛᵩᵤₑₐₗ
December 10, 2025 at 4:55 PM
𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 on @formerqueenoflimbo.bsky.social's bedroom door (it's at the opposite end of the sanctum to her and Yu's bedroom)

"𝑰𝑳𝑳𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑨 ‼️ "

"There are 𝝦ꓴ𝝦𝝦𐌉𝗘𝗦 in the Sanctum!"

"𝑃𝑈𝑃𝑃𝐼𝐸𝑆! Wolf puppies! And we have been asked to pupsit!"

"And one 𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒d m𝑦 ℎ𝑎nd!"

ₛᵩᵤₑₐₗ
December 9, 2025 at 8:56 PM
“The demands will commence forthwith!”
December 9, 2025 at 9:46 AM
“Are you trying to suggest that, I, a Demon who rules her own Hell-Realm, might be a dick?”

Fake shock. Hand on heart.

“Massive dick over here. All veiny and covered in some sort of cheese-like substance.”

Mines just how massive. Venom is left feeling inadequate.
"Kinda makes you a dick if you could do that before and are choosing not to."
"I don't pay in money, I pay in souls. All those innocent ones who shouldn't have been sent Hell while the Pearly Gates were closed. You can scoop them up, as many as you like."
December 9, 2025 at 9:45 AM
“It’s too late, I’m already pregnant.”

“Probably.”
December 8, 2025 at 9:20 PM
“FORKS IN THE MICROWAVE!”
December 8, 2025 at 9:18 PM
Peak entertainment tbh

“Come to bed, I’ll show you what these Mommy Milkers do!”
"Please. Darling. No..."

Unable to hold back additional snickers.

He's the same kid who wrote 80085 into his Texas T calculator.
G ( . ) ( . ) N E R S
December 8, 2025 at 9:17 PM
“NO I DID NOT!”

“I CANT EVEN CHANGE THE TIME ON THE MICROWAVE!”
"YOU CHANGED IT TO THAT!"

GLARES. BARELY HOLDING IN CHAOTIC GUT BUSTING LAUGHTER.
“If not for Gooning, why is the password B1G-G00n*rz?”
December 8, 2025 at 9:14 PM
G ( . ) ( . ) N E R S
December 8, 2025 at 9:13 PM
“If not for Gooning, why is the password B1G-G00n*rz?”
December 8, 2025 at 9:11 PM
“Just wait until i can spurt white stuff across the room!”
December 8, 2025 at 9:10 PM
“MILK THESE TODDIES!”
December 8, 2025 at 8:59 PM
“Mommy….”

“Milkers.”

“Mommy.”

“Mikers.”

“MOMMY MILKERS!”
December 8, 2025 at 8:58 PM
“I hope it includes everyone I hate. Like that guy out Scott Pilgram or whoever.”
❛ True. Yŭ has too much honor to give up even his worst enemies. But I'll find out who he despises the most. ❜
"But will he name them? You know how his sense of honour can get in the way of things like reaping the souls of his enemies."
December 8, 2025 at 8:55 PM