ofdemon

  SPN inspired demon OC

[ofdemon-blog]

              — ❝ i hate writing those kind of notice but i’m kinda taking a short hiatus from Jezebel. from all y muses, she the one I have the most trouble with. it’s hard to explain but it’s not doing any good to my mood. i’ll probably still clear my drafts soon ( i don’t own many replies ) but i won’t take any new threads, and my activity will be sparse for at least a week, maybe too. sorry for the inconvenience )): (basically i’ll be rly fucking slow to reply & idk how long it will last)

[illiciitly]

I want a cactus in a cute little pot and I’ll name it after you because you’re a fucking prick.

[ofhoundisms-deactivated20190630]

you’re part of a machine you are not a human being

indie & selective fandomless oc hellhound personification

[ofdemon-blog]

— ❝ ᴘʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ

“ It couldn’t be helped. Had t’ stay ahead of the storm that’s comin’. ”

 He’s been roughing it from town to town, stopping for a quick bite to go and                                           water. Even then, he sends his pal Cassidy in just so he don’t have a reason                                         to show his face. So, when she looks at him a little too long his gaze hardens,                                       his dark eyes narrowing.

“ ‘M too tired ‘n too hungry t’ flirt, darlin’. It ain’t a problem, right? ”

       ❝ Right to the point, huh? ❞ offering him a lopsided grin, the demon finally gestured him to follow her inside, the clicking or her high heels disturbing the rather quiet place. ❝ Flirting? It was just me being nice - I have standards. ❞ a mocking laugh left her throat as she took place behind her desk, crossing her hands under her chin. ❝ Business talk, then. What do you need? ❞

[ofhoundisms-deactivated20190630]

finn clenched his jaw as he searched through the dead man’s clothes, narrowing his eyes at the demon’s harsh tone. it’d softened slightly but he drowned it out as he searched.

He passed over the pendant, “is that it?” he asked letting out a relieved breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding when she confirmed it was, disaster avoided. a hesitant smile crossed his features at the fact he hadn’t messed up too bad after all.

“i didn’t think you would.” he muttered shrugging awkwardly. sure she was mean, but finn had met meaner demons in the past.

he glanced at her in confusion, not quite comprehending her words for a moment. he usually worked for free anyways, it was just what hellhounds did. “i wouldn’t even know what to ask for..“ he answered honestly.

[ofdemon-blog]

       ❝ But I could. ❞ an eyebrow arched as words left her mouth, a hint of annoyance rolling off her tongue. after all the demon was anything but intimidated by this hellhound – or any other else for that matter – but that did not meant she would try and hurt him, even if he messed up ; she still had a bit of self-control.

      ❝ Hm. ❞ frowning slightly she approached him a bit more, her gaze meeting his without hesitation. ❝ You should. ❞ despite being all but an honest person, Jezebel still had a few principles, refusing to work for free (or let others) being one of them – and not just because she did not trust those working without asking for something in exchange. ❝ You sure there’s nothing you want? I’m not some kind soul who would do anything for you, but still. Don’t tell me hellhounds don’t have desires of any kind. ❞

[ancress]

those witty, sarcastic characters who hide their tragic backstories behind a perfect smirk (◕‿◕✿)

[ofdemon-blog]

— ❝ ᴍᴏᴍᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀᴇsᴛ

         “Any version of ‘Queen’ will do.”

    Variations of ‘Mother’ were more familiar terms. Most of her creatures had the need to call her that, if not to satisfy their own desire for a parent, then to appeal to her mercy.

          ❝ 'should’ve seen that coming. ❞ a slight chuckle escaped her lips as she brought her glass to plump lips, before glancing at the Queen. ❝ You’re the last person I’d expect to see ‘round here. What brought you here? ❞

[alastor-the-executioner]

Be polite, be professional, but have a plan to kill everybody you meet.

James N. Mattis, General USMC (retired)

[ofdemon-blog]

@preachcr​ || sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ

         ❝ You’re there much earlier than expected. ❞ gold-speckled green hues trailed up to meet his gaze, an eyebrow arched in surprise. soon the demon let her shoulder rest against the door frame, arms crossed over her chest. ❝ Is there a problem or you were just eager to meet me, hm? ❞

[b10iscomingsoon]

[docorwho]

[ofdemon-blog]

@ofhoundisms​ || ғʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ

          ❝ Right now? ❞ a laugh left her throat as she approached him, patting almost gently his chest (she would aim for the head like with a real dog if only he wasn’t taller than her). ❝ As long as you don’t get me in trouble, I see no reason to stop you. ❞

[snffnglu]

[ofdemon-blog]

— ❝ ғɪʟᴛʜʏ ᴅᴏɢ

the hellhound bites his lip in distress, not afraid of the demon necessarily, but unhappy with messing up. ❝ I’m sorry, I’m sure we’ll find it. ❝ he flinched lightly wringing his hands as he took a furtive glance at the demon. he obeyed easily, checking the man’s clothes. ❝ is this it? ❝ he asked hopefully, holding up an item.

            ❝ You’d better find something, yeah. ❞ despite the softened tone, her words were still harsh, probably more than necessary. still, this situation was the reason why she rarely asked someone else to do things for her : it always ended in utter disappointment. 

            ❝ Gimme that. ❞ snatching the pendent from his hand, she took her time to study it, a rather satisfied smile soon curving her lips. ❝ You’re lucky, looks like what I was searching for. ❞ the demon then took no time to put it in her coat’s pocket, green hues still staring at the hound, raising an eyebrow. ❝ Stop looking at me like that, it’s not like I’m gonna hit you or whatever, for fuck’s sake! ❞ and it was not like she looks particularly intimidating, not with her five foot frame. ❝ What d’you want in exchange? I hate the idea of someone working for free. ❞

[ofdemon-blog]

— ❝ ғɪʟᴛʜʏ ᴅᴏɢ

 ❝ His fear was intoxicating… I couldn’t think, let alone stop myself. ❝  he has the decency to look ashamed, even as he bit out the snapped reply. his shoulders slumped at the words glancing away from the demon. ❝ I’m sure there’s someone else with the information you need. I won’t mess up again. ❝

        ❝ Why did I even trust you, for fuck’s sake! ❞ crimson red lips pursed and brows furrowed, the demon looked more than annoyed.  ❝ He was the only one who knew! ❞ now furiously pacing around the corpse, she finally lifted her gaze onto the hellhound, her voice suddenly calmer. ❝ Search the body. He has to have it on him. ❞

[ofdemon-blog]

        — ❝ you know those people who have drafts to do but are too lazy to do them? yeah that’s me. and since i like drowning myself in threads, like this for a short starter?

[ofdemon-blog]

        — ❝ you know those people who have drafts to do but are too lazy to do them? yeah that’s me. and since i like drowning myself in threads, like this for a short starter?