Bearer of Death

Invisible to the eye the hound circles its prey. Eyes red and breath rank, it growls. A soul is going to Hell tonight. He's picked up the scent. They can't get away now. {Independent spn rp blog} {Blog may contain NSFW like gore and blood} {Mun 21+}

[bloodykingofhell]

[longforgottenpriest-deactivated]

When you really really want to answer an Rp but you can’t find the right words and you are answering other RPs faster than the speed of light and you are sure the other RPer thinks you are being a douchebag but in reality you are just like

[doghan]

[canonspngifs]

[demonbitch-archived]

The younge hound sniffed at the demon's leg then looked up at him. It's glowing red eyes staring into his.

The demon’s eyes flicked down to the creature, attention diverted to it when he felt its breath at the leg of his trousers. He frowned a little, leaning down and decidedly petting it after a thoughtful moment’s hesitation, albeit cautiously. “Lost, are you?” he mused. He felt a small flicker of fear at the sight of the hellhound, almost wondering if it had been sent to retrieve him for some reason. He dismissed it, though; he never thought hellhounds to be so calm.

[houndmostloyal]

As Dante moved back, the hound held his placed. He used his strength to stay where he was, though he didn’t used it fully so he didn’t take the demon’s arm clean off. A playful growl escaped as he took one step back. Pulling the demon with him, he held eye contact. The tip of his tail wagged slightly.

[demonbitch-archived]

Dante raised an eyebrow in a challenge, although he looked more amused than irritated with the hound’s playing. He took a step to the side, doing his best to twist the bone from the creature’s mouth. He wasn’t quite expecting it to do much good, and was a few moments from yielding and giving the bone over to the demonic dog, just to placate him. When it came to strength, nothing quite compared with a hellhound. 

[houndmostloyal]

As the demon moved to the side and tried to twist the bone from the hound's teeth, he tipped his head and gave a small tug. Another, playful but slightly more vicious, growl erupted from his throat. The hellhound's tail moved fully back and forth and he pulled back slightly again.

[gorlassar]

Back to your regularly scheduled…whatever this is.

Been feeling really under the weather lately, fear I’m fighting off a cold. Super tired, sore, and lethargic…fun times. Thinking about Hell is MUCH more enjoyable XD I REALLY need to stop expanding prompts beyond what they are…I just really wanted to draw hellhound variations.

[alwayshonestx-archive-deactivat]

i’m the type of person that if we’re roleplay partners and i really enjoy your writing i’ll follow you anywhere. seriously. you mention you’re starting a new blog? gimme that url. you have this new OC you want to try out? come at me bro. i may not know who the hell your character is, or a damn thing about the fandom, but i’ll still follow. i don’t care what character you play, i just want to write with you.

[houndmostloyal]

Hiatus notice

So I haven't been on much anyways. But Ive started school and god knows it going to be hectic. Plus I'm about to have surgery. So Im putting this account on hiatus.

[sovereignofcamelot-deactivated2]

[orangejuiceaholic-deactivated20]

This is totally how fucking it went don’t tell me otherwise

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

[houndmostloyal]

"Alright. You answered three out of my four questions. How do you collect the souls?" She asked. At the moment she really wanted to press her fingertips together and rest them on her chin but if she broke the connection with the hound, she wouldn’t be able to speak with him again.

“It depends. Sometimes I’m able to get the person to kill themselves. They’re scared, terrified. But a bullet or rope ends it. And they go strait to hell. But usually I have to hunt them down. And I rip their body apart and escort their soul to hell.”

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

"Interesting. Now you may ask me your questions." She sat, straightening slightly.

[houndmostloyal]

"Why did you search for me? You found the people I was to collect even. And how did you know I would go for the woman next?"

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

"I wanted to see if you were actually real or if it was something from the drugs. I found the people you had killed before and noticed the pattern. It was easy to find the next woman." She shrugged.

[houndmostloyal]

"I see." The hound’s red eyes examined her. "And you aren’t against me killing them?" She couldn’t be. She had offered before the locations of the others. Not that he needed them.

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

"No. They obviously deserve it so why does it matter?" She shrugged.

[houndmostloyal]

"A lot of you are against killing. No matter what stupid decisions they made."

[atwistedtrickster-blog]

houndmostloyal stumbled into the Trickster

[atwistedtrickster-blog]

His keys jingled as he reached for the lock to his bar. The building probably should have been protected by more than the lock but it wasn’t like Gabriel couldn’t fix it if anything happened while he wasn’t there.

And the invisible wards always...

[houndmostloyal]

The hound sat at the end of the alley. Soft puffs of air escaped his black snout. Red eyes watched intently for the man he was waiting for.

At the man approached the bar's door, he stood up. Silently he padded closer. Though he continue to keep his distance. The archangel could kill him. As he was called out he approached.

[justxcallxmexsuga]

[houndmostloyal]

The hound growled as it approached the woman. It’s red eyes boring into hers.

[justxcallxmexsuga]

Jo’s eyes widened as she swallowed hard. “Woah.. Woah there!” She said as she held her hand out. “Uh, I didn’t...

[houndmostloyal]

The hound moved to get the next piece. Taking it back a couple steps, be actually took to the time to half chew it. A rumbled growl escaped him as he did. But that piece vanished just as quickly as the first. At the mention and sight of more sandwiches, the hound moved closer. He wasn't sure what to do. Instinct told him to run but his stomach told him to stay. And at this moment the hunger won. Giving a soft whine, he looked up at her with big red eyes. He'd go with her if it meant more food.

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

[houndmostloyal]

"Alright. You answered three out of my four questions. How do you collect the souls?" She asked. At the moment she really wanted to press her fingertips together and rest them on her chin but if she broke the connection with the hound, she wouldn’t be able to speak with him again.

“It depends. Sometimes I’m able to get the person to kill themselves. They’re scared, terrified. But a bullet or rope ends it. And they go strait to hell. But usually I have to hunt them down. And I rip their body apart and escort their soul to hell.”

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

"Interesting. Now you may ask me your questions." She sat, straightening slightly.

[houndmostloyal]

"Why did you search for me? You found the people I was to collect even. And how did you know I would go for the woman next?"

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

"I wanted to see if you were actually real or if it was something from the drugs. I found the people you had killed before and noticed the pattern. It was easy to find the next woman." She shrugged.

[houndmostloyal]

"I see." The hound's red eyes examined her. "And you aren't against me killing them?" She couldn't be. She had offered before the locations of the others. Not that he needed them.

[houndmostloyal]

The Queen leans towards the hounds in the forest of suicides, stretching out her hand towards it. It was good to be back home. She had missed her dogs dearly, kissing at softly their leader. "Cmere boy! Cmere, I missed you! Did you miss me?" // v///v ello~

The hound moved towards the queen. His pack followed behind him. His tail swayed back and forth in an excited manner. The hound moved his head to run against her extended hand. His tongue moved to connect with her cheek.

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

[houndmostloyal]

"Alright. You answered three out of my four questions. How do you collect the souls?" She asked. At the moment she really wanted to press her fingertips together and rest them on her chin but if she broke the connection with the hound, she wouldn’t be able to speak with him again.

“It depends. Sometimes I’m able to get the person to kill themselves. They’re scared, terrified. But a bullet or rope ends it. And they go strait to hell. But usually I have to hunt them down. And I rip their body apart and escort their soul to hell.”

[still-the-addict-archive-blog]

"Interesting. Now you may ask me your questions." She sat, straightening slightly.

[houndmostloyal]

"Why did you search for me? You found the people I was to collect even. And how did you know I would go for the woman next?"

[hiccup-theuseless-archive]

when i see a roleplayer of the same muse:

when the roleplayer portrays him/her better: