#infernal queue

[official-alastor]

alastor fuck me gently please

[cannibal-nightmares]

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

[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.

[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.

[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.

[official-alastor]

what r the odds i pass my test tomorrow

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

[wcrriorhearts]

@fcntasyadvcnturc said: intimacy - will braids/brushes/works knots out of tessa's hair

The fire was crackling in the heart, snow silently falling outside the library windows, covering the whole world in a white blanket. Tessa sat on the carpet in front of Will's armchair, back resting against his legs as she read, while his fingers were gently threading through the tangle of curly dark hair he had taken apart, by pulling out all of the pins that held it in place. He was quietly working knots out of, lost in thoughts as it seemed, while she had her nose buried in her newest favorite novel, which she had already read three times by now, but could not get enough of. She loved evenings spent like these, just the two of them sitting together. The Institute had grown quiet through the years, while most of their friends and family moved out, but it was not always a bad thing. Even though they would sadly not fill these halls with the laughter of their own little ones, given Tessa was a warlock, she was sure that it would eventually fill with life again. In the meantime, she cherished the moments she spent with Will alone. "You're awfully quiet tonight", she remarked, turning a page and turning her head slightly to the side so she could see him.

[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."

[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."

[the-smallest-star]

With the servants entering, Clem blinked as they measured her and then handed her a uniform. Well that was forward, but she shrugged off the unsettled feeling with it.

It only took a minute or two before she stepped out from behind the divider, tail flicking behind her.

"I guess it fits. Not sure about powder blue."

"Here we are~!" Stella had led Clem to her own personal quarters, ushering the imp onto a small platform situated in front of three full length mirrors.

She clapped her hands, prompting two other servants to enter. A female imp held servants clothing in her arms, while the other took Clem's measurements as promised. "Ooh, excellent! It seems we have some suitable clothes in your size."

The female imp stepped forward holding the clothing out to Clem. "Go ahead and try them on, darling. You can use the changing divider."

[condemnedsouls]

@infernal-feminae whispered a line ;; unprompted ( always accepting ) ❛  i never thought i’d see you again .  ❜

LILITH had finally made her return to her home. it was a mixture of necessity && her own want. drawn by the energy of her realm, by the people in it each day, every day for seven years, it had felt nearly agonizing to be away for so long. she loved hell, loved the way the humid air carressed her skin, the way the sky roiled with energy, crackling in response to her presence, the way she felt tucked into a warm && cozy bed the moment she had stepped foot on the roads. every being, every creature, every living thing seemed to welcome her with open arms.

she had spent some time relishing in it, seeing things up close, familiarizing herself with the new && ever - changing atmosphere. now, she was stood before her own flesh && blood, standing tall over her daughter, her pride && joy.

the one she left behind, && left for.

a smile graced her features. she was unsure of the status of their relationship currently — if charlotte was willing to hear her out, if she was willing to welcome her back just as the rest of her realm did. she was hopeful that she might be willing to forgive her sudden disappearance, in spite of the fact that she could not discuss it. she had to hope she could be, perhaps, convincing, or at least skirt around it.

❝ i am sorry, darling. i did not intend to be away for so long, or to find myself with no method of contact. it is so wonderful to see you, you look like you're doing well! ❞

she knew what her daughter had been up to. she had seen it, had been watching since the moment she left, although did not necessarily know all. her arms opened to her daughter, she lowered herself slightly, offering a hug to the young woman.

❝ forgive me, charlotte? ❞