#infernal queue

[official-alastor]

alastor fuck me gently please

[cannibal-nightmares]

yeah i could draw fire force characters.. or i could draw infernal!stein.

[kismetconstellations]

I hate, hate, actually, genuinely despise that Shiro, the victim of every sort of violation imaginable, down to his very name and identity being stolen from him, was forced to become the perpetrator of the ultimate violation; stealing someone else's body from them.

I hate how no thought was put into the decision to make him inhabit someone else's body, pushing their waning lifeforce out to make room for his own, because the executive producers hated him and the hundreds of clones created using genetic material that was stolen from him were nothing more than casualties and collateral damage caught in the crossfire of that hatred.

I hate that the violations of his autonomy that Shiro's own loved ones committed, from sticking him in a body that had one arm, to not even giving him a choice as to the means of his resurrection, are never addressed, because the executive producers only brought him back due to their hands being forced. And, promptly sidelined him as soon as he was mobile, because they couldn't be bothered to come up with anything for a man with one arm to do, and wanted to focus on their preferred younger, completely able-bodied team lead by their pet half-Galra white savior. A pet half-Galra white savior who was told that his "Galra lineage" makes him "the future", and a "great leader".

And, I loathe that the inherent ableism, racism, and homophobia behind every choice made in regards to Shiro's character-

-Reclaiming his original Japanese ethnic heritage after his namesake had been known to the western world as a Norwegian man since the 1980s, and aging him up from a peer to an adult to cast him in a Doomed Mentor role to the pet white savior

-Promoting him to a position of leadership that the original Takashi Shirogane/Sven Holgersson never held, as he was the initial pilot of the Blue Lion in all previous iterations of the franchise, just so he could appoint the pet character his successor -Electing to afflict him with unfathomable levels of trauma and make him forcibly disabled for the ~aesthetic~ and a gay man, with the intention of killing him after confirming that he's gay -Refusing to give him a biological family and deliberately isolating him from his supposed found family to minimize his screentime and involvement in the overarching plot

-And, repeatedly making him a "heroic mirror" of the sole visibly disabled villain, who is a hulking monster, unrepentant sadist, and implied to be a Depraved Homosexual rapist

-is constantly overlooked by a fanbase that obsesses over a non-canon milquetoast fetish ship between a half-white/half-alien colonizer heterosexual, legal adult man, and the heterosexual Cuban teenage boy that man verbally abuses.

[666news-and-horoscopes]

[lcftcult]

@infernal-feminae || x

"Ah, I'm sorry. I.. I know what that's like." Black Star sympathized, as she examined the fallen Seraphim's expression. To her, Sera had looked upset or downtrodden. So Black Star wanted to try and help the other woman feel better. "If you want t-to talk about it, I'm ah.. I'm happy to listen" the tiny sinner vocalized an offer for emotional support.

[overheard-at-star-command]

Villains' Hangout

Gravitina: Well, you behave as if you dislike me. In fact, you behave as if you dislike us all. Torque: I don't. I just dislike him. [Points at Warp] Warp: Dear me. Is it because I'm better-looking than you?

[xxlordalexanderxx]

🕯️

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character.

' I still need to test Viktor in the arena, make sure I know that I have a guard who can fight as well as they can slip about the shadows undetected. Of course, I know it may seem like an unfair advantage, but it's not about the size. I know that better than anyone. I wonder if they have any wind based abilities. I wonder if they can change their voice, like the Peter of pans. That would be amusing.'

[inmensapotentia]

While it wasn't an all the time thing, it was at least once or twice a month that Doctor Ishida found his way to Inferno. While the club was on the supposedly bad side of town, Ryuuken really couldn't give less of a damn about that fact. Finding a place to park, he turned off his car and tapped a cigarette from it's pack. While a joint would have been more enjoyable, the doctor had also agreed to the rules of the Inferno before he ever got past the front desk and was one who wouldn't go back on his word.

Locking the door as he stepped out of the car, he rested his hand atop the vehicle as if just taking a moment to steady himself. In reality, he had carefully pulled the thinnest possible layer of reishi and formed it much like a blanket over his car. Not visible to those without gifts, but something no human could dispel. Of any fancy cars parked in this area, his was certainly the safest as he headed into the club.

Finishing his cigarette just before he reached the door, he blew out the rest of the smoke and headed inside. He really wasn't the most friendly person, but by this point the door guards recognized him and let him go with a simple nod after he scanned his keychain to show he'd paid his dues. Moving deeper into the club after dropping his things in one of the lockers, that key tucked in a pocket, the silver haired man wandered about glancing over the other patrons and what was happening. Eventually he settled himself in one of the rooms with multiple raised daises, watching those who went up with their partners.

He knew he was an unattached dom which made many afraid to approach him, but watching was still better than just going home. Without thinking about it, he had started to mutter, the world barely audible as he critiqued one of the doms' technique, disliking how obvious it was his sub was no longer enjoying themselves. Ignoring the woman he'd sat by, he stood when another strike came forward after he watched the bound woman's lips move. Audible or not, after all the dom was much closer to her, her expression alone told him she was done and he was quick to move across the room; though not with his hirenkyaku.

Taking the strike to his own arm, purposefully keeping his vene blut from activating, Ryuuken all but snatched the whip from the supposed dom before him. "I suggest learning to read body language if you're going to ignore their safewords." His words were sharp, but his attention had already moved onto the bound woman, working at letting her lose. "You're safe. Find granny, she'll help with the come down and get you home safely."

The old woman, at least for a human as she was in her sixties, had run the club for decades and was one of only a handful who could access the records for things such as client addresses. And when one of the dungeon guards approached, the woman left with them leaving him to return to the seat he'd previously taken residence on, still only vaguely aware of the woman sitting next to him when he dropped into the seat.

[official-alastor]

what r the odds i pass my test tomorrow

One hundred percent if you’re willing to make a deal.

[bringsin]

@infernal-blaze

"will you take me shopping?" niffty asks, looking up at him with her big eye, bouncing in place. "i'm craving ice cream!"

[condemnedsouls]

@infernal-feminae whispered a line ;; criminal sentences ( accepting! ) "I told you I wasn't cheap, but I think you'll find it's worth your while." - Verosika to Charlie!

VEROSIKA had been hired to bring in some more attention, a little business, && in general to bring up the atmosphere a little in the hotel. it was a whole event that they had chosen to put on, && charlie was excited to see how it was going to play out. she hadn't had much interaction with verosika so far, she had done most of the planning over the phone && not so directly with her.

❝ oh, i totally believe it! it's going to be so cool, i definitely can't wait to see you perform! ❞

she was being so genuine, too. she had not seen the star's work herself, not in person, only seeing what was posted online. she could call herself a bit of a fan, certainly, having followed her rise over the years. only lucky that it had been after her darker phase.

❝ thanks so much again for agreeing! i mean, i know we're paying && all that, but, you know. still! ❞

[adventures-written]

;; @infernal-lightning || Continued from here.

"Protection?" he raised a brow, still watching her carefully, "And what sort of protection would that be?"

If this was another situation like Mimzy where she brought trouble to the hotel, she would certainly be very unwelcome.

[statiicstag]

x @infernal-lightning

The door to their establishment swings open and there Alastor stands, a good distance away and yet somehow already looking in her direction, his gaze locked directly onto the woman as if he'd somehow knew she planned on bursting through.

Seeing as he's the only occupant of their hotel who elected to stay in for a night out, it would appear it will be his duty to handle this. Newcomers are few and far between.

❝ I welcome you to the Hazbin Hotel, ❞ he says not unlike a pre-recorded script, stepping closer. It is rather impolite to shout. The look he's giving Ilaera is nothing short of bemused. ❝ Operating under the assumption that you know what we do here, I don't suppose you're looking to stay, are you? ❞

[lcftcult]

@infernal-feminae || x

It.. wasn't for a few days? Damn it! She must not have heard the date correctly when walking by Carmilla a couple days ago. Black Star's smile did falter just slightly, but the sinner was quick to fix it after Clara thanked her. It filled her heart with warmth to be thanked for something, a feeling many in Hell seemed to take for granted.

"I ah.. I-I wasn't sure what flavor you liked, s-so.. so I picked vanilla! Y-You can't go wrong with a classic!" Beamed the feline with an awkward laugh, trying to save face. "Oh, yes, I-I do. Miss Carmilla, she's.. really nice." Black Star shifted on her heels, thinking of the mother fondly. "She.. she really helped me out by giving me a job, and.. she really cares about you," the cat smiled up at Clara, her tail lightly flicking. "You're.. you're really lucky to-to have someone like her in your life."

[the-smallest-star]

A spin? Well she could do that. Light on her feet, she did a little spin, the skirt twirling with her as she did. The subtle sparkly design on the fabric caught the light as she did. Was it normal for royalty to get so excited about clothes?

... well okay maybe clothes were worth getting excited about.

"Nonsense! You look absolutely, darling~!" Stella squealed in delight, kneeling down to get a better look at Clem. She really did remind Stella of a doll. She just needed the proper clothes was all!

"Now do a little spin for me, dear." She said, demonstrating what she mean by spinning her talon in a small circle.

[xxlordalexanderxx]

“⏳”

For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

"Recall that fateful day when a hunter managed to wound me quite severely. Although I ultimately prevailed, the damage was considerable. In my weakened state, I sought out a tranquil spot to rest my ailing form and possibly die, finally settling beside a copse of wild roses.

On that day, I discovered two things: my healing abilities were remarkably swift, and my blood possessed life-giving properties. While I still don't fully comprehend the extent of this phenomenon, I do know that I now have a rose bush named Sasha in my garden, and she has quite the penchant for screaming at passersby."