#hostmortem

[steelgrey-demon]

@hostmortem​ asked: "Smash or Pass" for Alastor - who is, predictably, grinning. 

This lil shit.

“Smash.” Came her reply with a fanged grin. She flipped him the bird and blew him the kiss. “Come and get it whenever you want it, antlers~”

Karma never felt so good.

[sinful-feminae-a]

sex dice!

@hostmortem​ said:  🎲 for my Alastor and your Charlie?

Action: 1. Suck

Location: 6. Genitals

Setting: 3. Bedroom

Charlie wasn’t entirely sure what led to her and Alastor in her bedroom. She vaguely remembered saying that she could help with some stress-relief...or was he the one that said it? Either way, now she was on her knees in front of him, half-naked and sucking his cock. Oh well, it didn’t really matter.

She rolled her tongue around his tip, while her hand stroked the rest of length, helping to ease more of his into her mouth. Her gaze traveled up to his face and she smiled coyly at him, purposefully letting out a loud moan.

[lilithianqueen]

     “So this is how I attract deer and moths.”

[helluvasmitten-a]

@hostmortem

          he’s getting back at alastor by hogging the kitchen, currently angrily cutting up vegetables, he’s gonna cook the best god damned pasta this guy is ever going to eat.

‘ motha fucka... ’ he hisses out before pausing and turning squinting, oh, seems that Alastors in the room already.

‘ Go away, i’m doing dinner tonight, just sit your twink ass down! ’

[grimgrinnr]

}IT’S HELL, BLOOD IS JUST WATER AT THIS POINT{

@hostmortem​ asked: “You’re covered in blood! Is it yours?” (from Vaggie)

“ It shouldn’t be. ” Honestly, not a good answer. But, then again, he can’t feel any wounds, so it’s not as if he had anything better to say! “ I did get quite brutal with the demon I was brawling with, so this could be left overs from them. But I could be bleeding. I wouldn’t know! ”

That’s an even worse answer.

[grimsinnr]

}MOOD SETTERS{

@hostmortem​ asked: "Let me smudge my lipstick in all sorts of places, hm?" (from Vaggie uwu)

A visible reaction to those words came from Alastor, a shudder from a positive sensation that came rippling up his spine at the very concept of her leaving lipstick smudges and marks all over him. Even his static wavered a tad at it, if all of that didn’t make it clear how into that idea Alastor was, nothing ever would.

“ Oh, by all means, please do my dear... I would enjoy that very much~. ”

[hxllsangels]

@hostmortem​ :

[SMS]: thinking of you, babe 💋💕

 [SMS]: aaaaand that tongue thing you do 

[SMS]: you busy?

 (from Vaggie, to Cherri uwu)

:: Cherri rolled over on her bed, bored out of her mind since her plans for the night were cancelled. Huffing quietly she opened the notification, the look of annoyance easily sliding into a pleased smirk. 

[ text ] : nothin planned for tonight

[ text ] : you wanna put on a show for me?  🧡 😏

[walkingshcdow-a]

@hostmortem | planned  starter Stolas & Loona

When Stolas opened the door to IMP, the agency was eerily silent. No ringing telephones, not arguing, nothing on fire. He almost double checked the door to make sure he’d walked into the right business in this cesspool of a building. If the sign on the door wasn’t enough to tell him he’d entered IMP, the receptionist was. Stolas had only had the pleasure of meeting Blitzo’s daughter in passing and, of course, when he called the headquarters, Loona answered the phone and barked obscenities at him until Blitzy finally took his call. Stolas offered Loona a small smile and wave. He suddenly felt very stupid for carrying a box of donuts as a sort of peace offering for the whole office. 

“Good morning,” he said brightly. “Is everyone on a job, then? I’d hoped to catch your father to discuss...” Stolas grimaced. Loona didn’t need the details any more than Octavia did. So, instead, he extended the pink and white box with a smile. “I brought breakfast for the office.”