#captainbuzzkill88

[angelsandemons]

@captainbuzzkill88 (continued from here)

Alsator chuckles, leaning in closer.

"You already do whatever I want~"

He had no intention of leaving Husker like this, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to have a little fun with it. Before even waiting for a response, he moved Husker off of him with a less-than-gentle shove, aiming to get him seated nearby so he could deal with his foot.

"You're going to have to do better than that."

[damnedrainbows]

These moments between them are rarer, but welcomed by both of them when they occur. The feline makes for a good bed and Alastor enjoys the show of dominance of being the one to lay down on him rather than the other way around. Plus he doesn’t need to deal with Husk’s claws tickling as he ‘makes biscuits.’

“Is the kitty purring?” he teases, his claws running through his wings and preening them.

@captainbuzzkill88

[r-adio]

❝ NO, NO, don't let me interrupt. keep doing your thing. ❞

@captainbuzzkill88

[thehazbins]

Magic!Anon Starter for @captainbuzzkill88

"Don't ask- just give me a drink." Though there was already a bit of a blush to her cheeks, and she was certianly dressed in something that didn't seem to suit her. No alcohol on her breath though- but she needed some to feel like this outfit was justified.

[hostradio]

❝  you  know ... ❞   the  radio  demon's  voice  is  light  —  which  isn't  indicative  of  a  good  mood  so  much  as  it  is  the  calm  before  the  metaphorical  storm.  ❝  i  can't  help  but  notice  how  disappointed  you  seem.  ❞   and  that  is  saying  something,  for  alastor  is  never  shy  about  his  (  objectively  correct  )  perception  of  husker  as  a  ball  of  fermented  misery.  on  the  contrary,  that  is  precisely  what  makes  him  so  entertaining  to  toy  with.

there's  an  audible  CRACK  as  the  overlord  tilts  his  head  just  a  touch  too  far  to  be  entirely  natural.  vermillion  gaze  never  wavers  —  though  it  does  appear  to  glow  brighter,  casting  alastor's  features  in  oddly  warping  shadows.  ❝  did  you  truly  believe  that  talentless  hack  adam  was  able  to  slay  me? ❞

@captainbuzzkill88 &&. liked for a STARTER.

[countlessrealities]

send a ‘👄 + character’ for my muse to talk about them || Currently not accepting.

@captainbuzzkill88 sent:👄 [ Alastor about Husk :3]

A sly flash passes in Alastor's eyes as he's asked to talk about that particular associate of his. He and Husk go way back. They first met not long after he had gained his status as an Overlord, in a time when they were supposed to be equal. A fact that the Radio Demon already knew wouldn't have lasted.

After all, the only reason why he had allowed the cat demon to befriend him was that the gambler was a soul he would later have a chance to reap.

Then there's the fact that Husk is the only one who knows that he is "on a leash" too, but that's something Alastor pretends to forget more often not.

"Oh, he is an old pal of mine. A bit of a grump, not always sharp, but definitely entertaining," he claims, in the same condescending tone one would use to describe a slightly troublesome, funny pet. "He drinks a little too much to be functional at times, but who am I to lecture another for their vices? We're all in Hell for a reason, after all!"

One of his staged laugh follows, as if the former Overlord's bad habits were nothing he cared about or bothered to acknowledge. And Alastor doesn't care, at least while they don't interfere with the tasks he gives the bartender.

"He's might not always be a joy to be around, but he's skilled. And very useful. After all, a puppet master is powerless without strings he can pull."

And he has made sure to have plenty of puppets to control. Some mindless, others a little harder to keep fully in check. However, he knows well enough how to choose the latter, to make sure that they are worth the trouble.

"All in all, he's someone I value," at least in a certain way, "and it's a real pity that he so often forgets it. But that's alright! I'm always glad to remind him of his place."

[hellishvxbes]

@captainbuzzkill88 ❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

                .　　. ˚　. ╳ ⊹ ―  𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐊 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘, suspicion rose in him like venom dripping from a serpents fang, ready to strike at any given moment but nothing gives it away. His smile is as wide && promising as ever. Had he let something slip to make Husk ask such a thing ? As much as Alastor enjoyed calling him his companion, he knew it wasn't quite that way. Husk had always been a contumacious individual; perhaps that was why gambling for his soul was so much fun. 

                      The radio demon merely nods. He appreciated the bartender's offer, even if he knew he'd never fully confide in him for anything. Not unless it was quid pro quo. ❛ Duly noted, Husker. Tell me, as I am curious.   ❜ he begins with a cheery little laugh, ❛ What can be touched but not seen ? ❜

[statiicstag]

@captainbuzzkill88 " Are you trying to fucking sell me? thought you were pretty damn fixed upon holding me hostage for all eternity."

❝ Oh, Husker, heavens no! I'm not selling you! ❞

❝ I'm auctioning you. There's a difference! ❞