#v; demon

[allflash-nobang-moved-blog]

Traveling through towns was easy, but dangerous. He made sure to wear gloves when around people. Humans already had bad experiences with demons, a half-demon would cause a riot. McCree would like to avoid that. He stayed at an inn and that was rather quiet. Not a lot of people there, but enough willing to tell him stories. A story that stood out was that the town didn’t really receive visitors. There was an evil lurking around the town, but no one understood it.

McCree saw that as an opportunity for him. He left his room and began to look for some sort of clues. Good news it could have been a superstition. Bad news it wasn’t just a town’s paranoia. Taking off his gloves he touched his left hand to the ground. It was an unfortunate gift from his father. He used it as a way to find them...it seemed to react with evil in the area. Unfortunately, he felt a burning in his arm. 

“Shit.”

@idowhatimust liked for a Halloween/Fall starter

[axpiratexwithaxheartxofxgol-blog]

Open rp (supernatural au) // Winchesters preferred but any supernatural muse is good too

Shea looked around the room upon being caught in the devil's trap. His eyes swept across everything. Of course. He was in one of those panic room things. At least he assumed that's what hunters were calling it. He couldn't keep up. Shea looked up as another stepped into the room. "What do you want?" He asked in annoyance.

[purezavacia]

♡ platonic. especially since in that verse, ulq could definitely help him get to lucifer far easier. maybe they can develop a friendship or begin to dislike each other as time goes on and they get to know each other better. ( i ramble! )

that ship meme

♡ - A loveless relationship/relationship of convenience (not necessarily bad)

I guess it would help that Ulquiorra has no real opinions onany of the goings on of heaven and any of the customs and traditions upheldthere, so he wouldn’t think any less of Gabriel for being what he is. 

He would,of course, be initially hesitant to reveal the location of Lucifer withoutknowing what this one’s intentions with him are. There is a vague sense ofprotectiveness over Lucifer, if anything to prevent more creatures likeUlquiorra to be born. We don’t need any more heartbreak babies lsoflsdfd

[orderisoutofstyle]

Closed Rp | thefourmanarmy

@thefourmanarmy

Negativity rolled off the dark building in waves, that’s what attracted the little demon to that place. He’d been hanging around for weeks, not even needing to go inside to feed off the gloomy air of the place. Of course being that of a feline demon, curiosity finally set in. That gnawing feeling he could never escape but only satisfy. So the tabby cat set out to find a way inside.

It wasn’t long before he found a window with an opening just large enough for him to slip through. Leaving a tuft or two or ginger fur in his wake, Klarion headed deeper inside the building. Now it was more than apparent why bad energy lingered here, not that he cared what was going on if it kept him feeling great. He’d like some companionship, however, even demons don’t like too be alone for long periods of time.

After spotting a woman he deemed worthy, the ruby eyed feline cleared his throat before letting out a lengthy meow. Hoping the noise would get her attention he trotted after her, head and tail held high.

[orderisoutofstyle]

@celerem He had gotten bored of the family that took him home months ago. It wasn't the name, no Boots was tolerable. It wasn't the fact that he couldn't talk, children tended to blab a little too much. It wasn't the constantly being put in doll clothes by the little girl.... ok maybe that had a little to do with it. He just got bored. Klarion was a demon after all, he wasn't meant to be a perfect little family's pet. The feline like demon had wandered out of the suburbs and into the city once more. It didn't normally take long for him to find some other sucker to take him home. He was adorable, people loved him. Not to mention the red eyes got humans very interested. He found that people with rather boring lives liked to brag about stupid little things such as that. Without a person to unknowingly be his little slave he had to fend for himself, and unfortunately that meant getting dirty. So there he was digging through garbage to find something, anything, to eat that wasn't disgusting. No such luck of course. Ragged ears perked up at the sound of someone coming. That was either good or bad with no in between.

[orderisoutofstyle]

@huntingscars The demon was in the market for a new home. Having gotten bored with the little girl that had brought him home months ago. That and one could only take the name Boots for so long. The ginger tabby sat near the entrance of an alley way with his tail curled around his paws, ruby eyes scanning passerby's. Normally he'd pick a child or a woman, he'd have the best chance getting taken home by one of them.