#stagtic

[poisonedspider]

Continued for @stagtic

Angel Dust had been leaning against the bar, naturally doing what he did best - flirting with Husk. He had been giggling over his martini, cheeks slightly flushed as him and Husk talked. Ever since the night the bartender had saved him from being roofied, Husk and him had gotten along swimmingly. Husk didn't seem to push Angel away as much, and the spider didn't seem to push his boundaries for attention.

He had been irritated to be interrupted, to say the least, but he knew that something was going on. Alastor hardly acknowledged his existence unless necessary, unless it benefitted him in some way. In fact, the Radio Demon seemed to see the spider as nothing more than a nuisance, who he just so happened to have to tolerate because he was the first sinner in Charlie's little plan.

He also knew that something had to be amiss when Alastor sounded, well, normal. The tinny radio voice not present, which always caught him off guard. It was much like himself - when he was being genuine, Anthony's voice was certainly different. Less high pitched, more thick in his Brooklyn accent. Which is how he knew that Alastor was being serious, genuine, and Angel sighed, finishing off his drink before smiling at Husk, leaving to head across the foyer.

"Yeah, what is it, Smiles?" He knew the other had said to walk with him, but still, he wanted to be able to slightly know what to prepare for. He also knew when something was an order more than a request - far too accustomed to that with Valentino. And even though Alastor didn't hold his chains, it was almost like he could feel it. "As long as yeh' ain't plannin' on murderin' meh', ah'm fine goin' wherever yeh' want."

[famiglia-lealta]

stagtic :)

"All things considered, the only thing you're doing Valentine's Day is having me be your nurse--"

[hcppyhotel]

...

" ... why am i getting so many requests to play ' hide away ' by synapson on the music segment of my broadcast as of late? quite odd! "

[hellshoard]

bigveee asked: "Remember that time I shot up your hotel and Vox kicked your husband off a bridge? Good times."

“Yes, I remember that very clearly.” She said flatly, eyes narrowed sharply as her arms crossed under her chest as her hip cocked out, “Too bad that I didn’t destroy your ass when I had the chance after kicking the shit out of Vox.”

[multicoloredspider-andfriends]

@stagtic​ said:  " you could KNOCK first, you know. doesn't anyone know how to knock anymore? "

“Yeah, I could, but what would be th’ fun in that?”

[the-smallest-star]

@stagtic​ continued from x

Gritt stared as Alastor spoke, long as he was a guest there wasn’t much danger of the sinner slaughtering him... maybe. So he nodded and shuffled off to the stairs quietly. His tail trailed behind him, knowing better than to make a comment towards the radio demon. Gritt knew of his rivalry with Vox and assumed it was that which strained the deer’s smile.

He didn’t WANT to be in the hotel, but Clem had grown concerned he wasn’t looking after himself and given what happened the last time his stress levels hit the roof she wasn’t comfortable him being alone. Especially as Vinn had to step in when someone got handsy. So the imp had spoken the Charlie and the princess had extended an invitation which Clem had urged him to take, even if it was just for a week.

Being compared to vermin did bring a noticeable flick to his tail, the comment wasn’t a welcome one but Gritt held his tongue, climbing the stairs to hopefully avoid Alastor.

[ryderdire]

I forgot to mention that Strix is fucking banished from the fae realm for his genuine crimes sure that was like 300 years ago but still

Like he comes off as very cool collected tea loving stagtical but he Is also down to overthrow the government at a moments notice

I have this oc named Arielle who’s a princess right and the thing is in her kingdom you get asigned an advisor really young usally this advisor is a like a nanny or something and Arielle is like. A really rambunctious kid she’s got a mind of her own and the king can’t seem to deal with her one of kings advisors this like 400 year old fae named Strix had been defying him a lot and is like really good at the whole politics back flips and going over the kings head thing

. but people really like him and firing or excuting him him is out of the question so the king “ premotes” Strix to the heiresses head advisor (the heiress is 6) And instead of blowing it off like most advisors would he went “bet” and like started teaching and generally being there for this kid (he got attached after the month or so he did out of spite) but I have this really funny image in my head of like

6y old ari: as the queen I declare war on the plushie kingdom

A Full ass 400 year old fae: my queen may I advise we approach this war by attacking from the west of the bed instead of the east as it will make it easier for our tropes have the element of surpise

6y old ari: okay!!!

[grimgrinnr]

“ ...We should get married. ”

[huskofachance]

@stagtic​ : 30. “What are you going to dress up as?”

fall sentence starters

“A drunk human. What about you?” 

[von-eldritch]

@stagtic​

“How do I put this in a nice way, umm..... your facial hair look like you glued pubes to your chin and any conversation with you about what people should put on their bodies is like giving cpr to a fish, not only does it look ridiculous but it accomplishes nothing.”

[mcuntainbcrn]

@stagtic​ liked this post for some bullshit!

“...why in the nine hells are you drinking ketchup?”

[diffxrentwxrlds]

@stagtic​

{{ L }} “A damn fine job I might add, not too many people appreciate the color red, much less using various shades to make such lovely attire.”

“Oh, but where are my manners, the name is Alucard.”

[madnessxaddict-a]

starter for @stagtic​

:: Angel sat up to face Alastor from where he was perched on the sofa. His eyes narrowed, folding his arms on the sofa. “It’s been four hours, what th’ hell w’s so important ya ditched me for so long?” He remarked, getting to his feet and stalking closer. “I’m onta you. Ya think I’ll j’st sit here all damn day waiting for you tah finish whatevah dumb PROJECT  y’r workin on with th’ princess?” He knew he should stop talking, but the couple of drinks he’d had earlier made the words slip loosely from his lips with no preamble. “I know she’s not fuckin ya but Jesus Al, get y’r priorities straight! Am I important to ya or not?!” ::

[famiglia-lealta]

The fact that anyone in Hell would bother to knock at all was the first call for suspicion. Especially in such a musical fashion, she almost had to wonder..

But no, surely not. That was so very long ago, it might as well been only the flicker of a far off memory.

Pulling off some dirty gloves, she tossed them in the wastebin as she moved to open the door - honestly, she was just expecting another plea for free drugs she didn't even have. "Yes, can I help..?"

Words caught in her throat as in an almost comical fashion, she looked from the face to the big fluffy ears down to the hoofs-in-boots back to the face again. A moment of silence passed, before the door was swiftly shut. A few seconds later, it was opened again, and Neri pressed a hand to her face.

"Right, this is it, isn't it? It's finally happened. They all warned me it would - I suppose I'm just a little late blooming to it, why isn't that a surprise? I've gone completely mad. That's the only explanation for this. The working too hard, the lack of intelligent conversation-- of all the people an addled brain could of conjured, why is it focusing on you?!"

@famiglia-lealta, you're on the air!

Alastor was not a man prone to sentimentality. Shocking, perhaps, given his affinity for all things antique! But his interest in the past laid more in the hands of a practical sensibility, of what those old relics were capable of and what they represented in the cultural zeitgeist of his own era. He admired them, because they had proven themselves worthy of his admiration.

Once he'd come back from his seven - year hiatus, admittedly, there were very few places he felt he needed to revisit. Hers was ... not a need, precisely, though certainly the urge to see his would - be doctor was compelling. And she had been the first person that popped to mind when he was pondering just which positions at the Hazbin Hotel still needed occupation. The girl was surprisingly durable, stubborn in the face of opposition, and fiercely dedicated to her own beliefs however little Alastor had come to understand them in the few debates they'd had on the subject. She and Charlie would cooperate swimmingly.

Maybe, in this occasion, he was feeling a little sentimental at the prospect of seeing a familiar face, after his time away.

The door to her practice was tapped with a knuckle, beating out a jaunty rhythm before the hand retreated behind his back once again as Alastor awaited her greeting.

[lilithianqueen]

@stagtic​ replied:

" why. "

     “Oop. Sorry, my love. I just like the song~.”

[anxechoxinxhell]

@stagtic said: ( blocked. reported. told on u to my mama. )

AW C’MON YOU DIDN’T HAVE TELL YOUR MOM ON ME WTF