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#indie hellhound rp
soulsuckrrs · 4 months
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open to: m/f/anyone plot: Raydan is a hellhound with a curse on him, any magic user that summons him can enslave him & make him do whatever they like per the laws of his curse (a punishment placed on him by a vengeful witch). He spent a good portion of his prolonged life finding the spells scattered throughout time & history used to summon him but he missed one, one your muse found & has used to summon him, whether they know what they're doing/summoning is up to you! hmu if you'd like more details or wanna plot !! connection: witch, warlock or magic user that summoned him.
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Raydan had almost forgotten what it felt like, that pull of magic slowly lacing through him like cold unseen tendrils of power creeping in to consume him. He'd been about halfway through a bottle of some liquor, stumbling back to the bathroom in the hallway of some hole in the wall bar. A distantly familiar hum started to buzz in his sensitive ears, his body slumping as it intensified and the tall brunette braced himself against the wall before the magic took hold of him completely. The violent heat of hellfire engulfed the drunk hound and he vanished from the plane he was existing on, thrown into shadows and flames, clothes burned from his body as the magic of the cursed summoning spells gripped him with bruising talons. It had been far too long since the last time this cursed dark magic had touched his soul and skin because Raydan had forgotten how much it hurt.
His mouth opened in a silent scream of pain as the magic grew tighter and more vicious, getting closer to where his summoner was, pulling him to them. Anger boiled in his veins along with his blood as hellfire erupted around him and spat his naked, sweaty body to the rough cold ground where burning sigils of a spell were burned into the ground. The man stayed on his hands and knees for a while, body trembling, burning, engulfed in flames for a moment longer before they settled and a deep growl rumbled up his throat in an inhuman sound. Dark eyes burned with the reflections of flames as Raydan raised his head to glance around, searching for the face he knew he'd come to hate just like all the rest of the magic users that had enslaved him.
When he met there gaze he didn't speak, simply growled, shifting slightly on the ground though his body ached with the pain of the aftermath, the magic that slipped away, died out focused in on him and circled around his wrists to form small gold bracelets, shackles that matched the singular one he knew would form around his new master. His lip twitched in a snarl before he dared to try and push himself to his feet, naked form rising to his feet with power instead of shame. He hated magic.
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hellslittleprince · 1 year
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“I don’t know what to tell you,” Kaz shrugged, running the tip of his finger through the cold condensation on his already empty glass. A comfortable half smirk was resting on his lips, ember eyes flashing in the dim light of the venue they were sat in, “You must’ve been seeing things. Even if monsters and things that go bump in the night did exist, would they really announce their presence as boldly as appearing in flames?” So what if he had? So what if they definitely had seen it? There was enough alcohol flowing that maybe it could be glossed over and the night still saved. “Now, come on, forget it and buy me a drink.”
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hawlhound · 4 years
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♦ HALLOWEEN.
That day of the year where every lunatic, psychopath and sociopath would consider a free killing spree day. It wasn't just the humans. Those were insignificant and their matters were of little to no concern to the Hellhound. But supernatural creatures? They considered that day something similar to open hunting season. It didn't matter if they were vampires or shifters or even witches. Every single one of them had their motives to target humans that day --- whether as a sacrifice or food. Their motives were irrelevant. BUT WHAT WAS IMPORTANT WAS THE BACKLASH. The small chance that some hairless ape would cross paths with something they were not allowed to see. The secrecy of the supernatural world needd to be mantained. It needed to be kept no matter the cost. No matter the consequences to those caught in the middle of it. It was a case where the ends perfectly justified the means and Halwyn was the living proof that things required containment. That the secrecy was paramount.
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"I DON'T NEED COMPANY." Even in the darkness, Halwyn can hear the footsteps. He can catch the scent of curiosity and determination lingering in the air, bothering him as much as the fetid scent of garbage. "I can deal with this myself. Go away." Partening up with someone was not the type of thing he sought. Even with former allies or individuals whoses goals alligned with his own. It did not matter. Solitude and concentration was all he required. The rest was just --- a waste of time.
♦ OPEN TO: Supernatural creatures or hunters ♦ CONNECTION: Allies, former partner - someone who knows what Halwyn is.
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hllpup · 4 years
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𝙳𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙰𝙽  𝙻𝙾𝚄𝙸𝚂𝙴  𝙷𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚁.  (  .  .  .  )  spotting  a  hellhound  can  be  difficult,  since  they  are  mostly  nocturnal  creatures,  &  their  black  hair  blends  in  with  the  darkness  of  the  night.  still,  if  you  keep  alert,  you  might  smell  a  sulphurous  odour  as  the  beast  gets  closer,  or  you  might  notice  a  trail  of  scorched  ground  where  his  path  crosses  yours.  in  a  few  rare  cases,  hellhounds  have  been  seen  escorting  women  through  the  night   (  .  .  .  )  to  protect  them  from  other  monsters  that  might  be  lurking  in  the  dark.  these  accounts  seem  to  show  that  the  canines  are  soft-hearted  &  benevolent.   𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙺  𝙼𝚈𝚃𝙷  𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙿𝚄𝙿  𝙾𝙲  •   𝙱𝚈  𝙸𝙽𝙺
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xgrimhoundx · 4 years
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XGrimhoundX
{I will bury you Deep, Six foot Deep}
•Indie hellhound Oc
•FC- Landon Liboiron (from the short YouTube series The last teenagers of the apocalypse)
•10+ years rp experience/NSFW/HORROR themed.
•Paragraph/iconless
•Oc and multiverse/Multiship
•Sideblog Wolfxdayz
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dogxfiend · 4 years
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Independent hellhound OC
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becstial · 4 years
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--MAYBE, just maybe... we’ll never be good enough.           --MAYBE, just maybe... it’s because of WHAT we are.
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tewwor-a · 3 years
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✧・゚ open: m/f/nb | mutuals & non-mutuals ・゚✧
It’s beyond late.
The depths of the sky had gone dark awhile ago, and it shone a different light on the world. Streetlamps illuminated the buildings and streets around, casting long shadows and uncertainty of what could be lurking within. And he just so happened to be one of them. Well hidden despite his tall stature and noiseless on his feet, it didn’t take much for him to pay his dear old friend a visit. 
Only the faint buzzing of a florescent light kept the closed bar from falling silent. Coen stood in the middle of the carnage without a single shred of remorse. There was just one issue, though. Despite all of the planning and attention to detail he put into the visit, he wasn’t all seeing and couldn’t predict the future. So when he heard something move within the vicinity, Coen was hardly surprised. 
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“A bit late, I’m afraid.” Nonchalance clung to his entirety as he addressed the other - no doubt to either deal with the head honcho themselves or stop him from murdering in cold blood. “Are you gonna try to kick my ass and leave me to the dogs as well?” Something was off about him as he moved his gaze. Be it the viscera that smeared all along the right of his face and body, or the slit pupils that stayed pinned on the newcomer. Something wasn’t right - maybe otherworldly even.
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hellshoundtm · 2 years
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SUNNY !  ♡  ( he / they. )  ♡  25+.   ♡  UTC -5.  █  an indie rp blog for the ORIGINAL HELLHOUND known as RAMSEY who is now topside and causing all kinds of trouble while going by the name BLUE. original lore mixed with influences from shows like supernatural and lucifer. check out the links below before interacting, thank you!! ♡  
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A HELLISH STUDY IN : the ‘anger’ stage of grief, using partying to cope with literally everything, loyalty to the actual devil, who the goodest boy is, the consequences of biting the actual hand of god, how everything is about either love or the lack thereof, and what it means to be a very bad dog in an even worse world.
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   ♡ lore.  stats.  warnings. rules. hcs. calls. opens. wishlist. ♡
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     i send a pestilence and plague, into your house!      into your bed, into your streams, into your streets!      into your drink, into your bread! upon your cattle, on your sheep      upon your oxen in your field! into your dreams, into your sleep      until you BREAK, until you YIELD!              I send my scourge, i send my sword !
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                                                                                indie mafia / supernatural oc | written by dazzy.                                                                                                contains triggering material
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soulsuckrrs · 11 months
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open to: m/f/anyone connection: another assassin/hitman, fwb, someone from rival mafia/crime syndicate, someone sleeping with him, anyone who would have reason to sneak into wherever he’s staying~ editor: using beta
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    Steam billowed from the bathroom as Derrick opened the door leading back into his bedroom, he knew they were there before he’d even opened the door. With a pause just outside the door, cool air meeting his warm and still wet chest caused goosebumps to crawl all over his skin for a moment. Blue gaze lingered over them for a good while before he continued his way to his closet. A towel that was wrapped snugly around his waist was the only thing he wore, he was moving to change that, depending on the mood, of course.
      “I thought I had locked the door,” he mused from across the room, opening the door to his closet to absently glance over the options he had, knowing full well that he had already decided what to wear before he had even showered. He gave no real indication that he was disturbed by their presence, he really wasn’t, but he was curious, perhaps even more than that. But letting these things be known would be giving too much away and Derrick liked games, especially when they were initiated by little tricks like sneaking into his room, it amused him and it made him curious as to what had brought the other to do such a thing.
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restingpout · 4 years
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💝 💝 💝 💝 💝 💝 💝 💝 💝 💝
terri @penspelled @quarterwitched is the one person on this blog I’ve known the longest and I could not love her more. every single one of her muses is well written and she’s always enthusiastic about writing and loves to scream about plots and she’s just the most supportive, greatest friend and i’m so happy we found each other again!
sam @ofblackhearts @tenebriselecti is one of those people where i could write against literally any muse they chose to write. we’ve been friends for a while now and i always feel like there’s more chemistry IN character with the people who I can talk to OUT of character as well and we can cry about posie or talk tv shows and i love that for us!!
tessa @nosestealer duplicate muses or even face claims can be stressful but LISTEN tessa makes it so effortless and easy to write josie and lou ellen into the same universe and it’s honestly impressive how much thought she put into not only the character, but how she would fit into different universes, even legacies where she has a doppelganger in josie. she’s one of the easiest people to talk to and she gets me thinking about different parts of my muses lives that otherwise wouldn’t cross my mind which is GREAT for development!
ashley @teendracula @mikaelsonbled somehow writes her muses perfectly. i definitely have mixed feelings about how legacies went with sebastian’s character but let me tell you, ashley more than makes up for that crappy writing with her portrayal of our favorite tortured vampire soul. i’m honestly so freaking impressed how ashley can write her muses SO FREAKING WELL even in the shortest interactions. aaand she’s cool people so. honestly ashley could write my least favorite character ever and i’d still stan.
hales @jadedvampiress quickly became one of my favorite people on this website and i don’t even know how it happened. we can jump from a conversation screaming about josie/jade/legacies/whatever to talking about random tv shows or whatever’s happening in our lives and it makes our friendship seem so effortless?? which is always a breath of fresh air. her jade is on point and i can like. actually hear jade’s voice when she writes on her blog and i love that. i pretty much stalk all of her threads but it’s fine. it’s fineeeee.
riot @chaosvibes is one of those people who impresses me every single day with how many characters they write and write well. i’ll be the first to admit that there are a LOT of characters that i can’t write well. (can i write josie well? debatable!) but every single character on riot’s blog/s are beautifully written and you can tell they care a lot about the characters they write. we haven’t written much YET but i lovelovelove riot. definitely recommend following!
dysney @hcllhnd @sltzvamp honestly i was always a little intimidated by how different and REALLY FREAKING COOL dysney’s interpretation of alaric was since he’s very au but still… very alaric. that’s hard to do and super impressive. we stan. then there’s alex. oooh alex. i love his relationship with josie already. and josie kind of likes her hellhound boyfriend. i’ll probably follow any blog of dysney’s i come across forever just because their characterization is always so well thought out and well written and amazing!!
sunshine @avisplumis is probably the person i’ve known for the least amount of time (we only followed each other days ago but idk what took us so long tbh!!) but it feels like we’ve known each other forever?? sunshine is… exactly what their alias suggests. actual sunshine. the type of person i can scream and cry over ships and headcanon relationships with and i could honestly write josie with any of their muses so that’s always a plus!
claudia @hybredtm @hvretica @ghovlish is another person i’ve kind of known here and there over my years in indie rp. i actually followed & wrote with klaus on my lizzie account that i had like. before legacies started into the early part of season one and i remember always thinking her interpretation of klaus was sososo good and honestly?? klaus is one of those characters that i think is SUPER hard to write (i could never!!) so props to claudia for writing him so well. her valerie is amazing too and she was quick to jump on the jade salvatore-tulle crazy train with me so that’s fun.
jennifer @naturesloopholed @geminiloopholed is the type of person i admire for how much she just… loves her characters, and it really shows. like you can tell just from reading (stalking?) her interactions how much she cares about her muses and that’s a quality i definitely admire. lizzie is another character that’s very hard to write and she handles the character so well, and her hope is very well written too. jennifer is just a nice person to talk to and puts as much love into other people’s muses as her own which i adore!!
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onexeyedxtwin · 5 years
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The hellhound sent from above The prince on a broken throne The “other” ink demon
Indie/Sem-selective Multimuse RP/Ask Blog for BATIM related OCs. Written by Lady V
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badbloodmagic · 6 years
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     A twitch of annoyance shadows his features for half a second before the dark haired man flashed a brief smile which was far from any form of kind, his head bobbed a couple times until he finally brought his gaze over to the person which had so unluckily gained his attention. “I would love nothing more than to tear their throat out,” his eyes flashed with a darkness that had previously touched feature, this was a more unsettling annoyance, as if he was not only inconvenienced by being there but also by the very idea he wouldn’t enjoy every second of harming another individual. “But it’s not gonna be for FREE, mon chéri.”
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If you love someone, you should kill them
OC RP blog for Gage Montclair:
Hellhound in Training & Professional screw up
*as with all my anime & real person fcs they interact with all muses real person or anime in not only their “world” but others as well.
Written by A~
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hcllfirex-blog1 · 7 years
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Tell me I’m too crazy, You can’t tame me. Tell me I have changed, But I’m the same me. If you don’t like the way I talk, then why am I on your mind? We fight and we argue, you'll still love me blind
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