Lesbians 🔥🙏

can we have jax period cramps adventure

I don't think he's ready for that kind of responsibility.

coolest shit ever

Radio Man

Adobe is going to spy on your projects. This is insane.

Who is Lucifer phoning to? maybe 📻?

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[BG's practice 2#]

ꪖꪶꪑꪮᦓꪻ 📻🌹🥀

᥅ꪖᦔ꠸ꪮ᥅ꪮᦓꫀ

(fluff/angst)

It felt like a sunny spring day on earth.

The birds were chirping, and the sky was almost blue. It was hot, but the cool breeze made it feel just right.

The grass was almost green. Butterflies fluttered around. The two lay on a picnic blanket, on an almost green grassy hill.

Alastor was half asleep. The only kind of sleep he had been in for the past 6 months. Rosie was right next to him, smiling, looking up at the almost green trees.

It was an almost perfect day.

Rosie turns to Alastor. “Al.” She whispers.

“Hmmm?” He replies.

“How does your chest wound feel?” Her hushed, almost motherly tone can be heard.

“Numb.” He replies, groggily.

His exorcist wound. The one he got from foolishly charging at Adam, only to be beaten to near death. He’s been fairly anxious, tired, and sleep deprived since then. It was stinging, but now it’s not. Likely a good thing.

Well, Rosie considers it a good thing. It’s really freaking Alastor out.

Rosie smiles. “At least it’s not stinging.”

The world sounds earthly and peaceful when Alastor’s eyes are closed, but the moment he opens them, he’s met with different shades of red, everywhere he looks, unable to catch a break from the mean, taunting color. Disappointment floods his body more than blood ever could, as he looks up at what is almost home.

“I’m just hoping it’s not poisonous, or has some kind of mind eating parasite in it..” Anxiety circles Alastor. What he just said, didn’t sound like an Alastor thing at all.

Rosie frowns. “You’re being paranoid again.”

“I know.” Alastor responds in a tired tone. So much energy has been lost since the fight. Dizziness meets Alastor, so he shuts his eyes, to pretend that his almost perfect day, is a completely perfect day.

His dear “friend” holds his hand, massaging his knuckles.

A new feeling creeps in, but only attacks his heart. Tingly and feeling happy, he can’t put his finger on what this feeling is.

The two hear an explosive go off in the distance. Not even a hint of surprise passes by.

“It would be an almost perfect day… if we weren’t.. well.. here.” Rosie sighs.

Alastor nods. “Mhm..”

Rosie leans her head on his shoulder, and he can’t help but blush. A tired feeling passes by, and he closes his eyes once again.

“I’m so happy for Sir Pentious. So happy for Charlie and her hotel project, so happy for the future patients who could come a little closer to earths beauty by finally meeting Heaven.”

Alastor listens to Rosie’s talking as much as he can. He leans his head into hers.

He really likes the way she sounds. He could almost listen forever.

He listens to the chirping birds and the whistling wind, and the bugs buzzing. “It truly is an almost perfect day, isn’t it?” He finally speaks up.

“Yeah… yeah it is. It really is an almost perfect day.” Rosie replies chuckling.

Alastor feels his whole existence float away from him, as his mind starts to go white and blank. He can’t even feel sad, but instead feels satisfied. At least it ended in a useful way, as he 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 survived a poisonous angelic attack.

Rosie continues to talk on.

“I wish every day could be just like this one. Just you, and me, and an almost perfect day. Right Alastor?”

His grip on her hand loosens, as she’s now the only one contributing to their hand holding.

No response could be heard from Alastor.

Maybe he just didn’t hear her.

“…Right… Alastor…?

A panic starts to flood her chest, but she still calmly calls to him.

…

“…Alastor?”

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hazbin headcanons

my headcanons for hazbin hotel

tw for murder, manipulation, suicide, and corruption.

Charlie

-Cannot drink energy drinks. It will ruin her for the next few weeks. -Doesn’t look like it, but she listens to 90s rap.

-Cares so deeply about sinners and their struggles, but couldn’t care less about imps and their struggles. -Honestly kind of corrupt. Dare I say the sugary and sickly sweet variation of a politician.

Vaggie

-Is actually not Heaven born, and had a life on earth, but because she fit all the requirements to be an exorcist, they let her do it. They don’t let winners be exorcists anymore because they’re “imperfect” like vaggie was.

-Was verbally abused by Adam.

-Actually does still have an angel form of a moth, it’s just very subtle.

-Charlie tends to glow a lot, and moths are attracted to light.

-Is going to enter a villain arc after being in a toxic relationship with Charlie for so long.

-Very good friends with Husker. They bonded over hating alastor and pull pranks on him. Sometimes when Alastor has a moment, he lays down on the ground. When this happens, vaggie and husk poke him with a stick repeatedly.

Angel Dust

-A very complicated person. Doesn’t exactly fall into a category of person, and is instead just all over.

-Secretly a massive metal head. -His feet hurt from walking in heels constantly. -Horrified of spiders

-is occasionally possessed by the spirit of bigotry, causing him to say something like “GOD TOLD ME TO WIPE THE HOMOSEXUALS OFF OF MURRICA!1!1!1” in a really deep southern accent. He will then go back to normal and talk about how scary that was.

Alastor

-His father took his own life in front of Alastor when he was only 3

-He perceived Roo as an imaginary friend when he was alive. When he was a child-teen, Roo would manipulate him into killing people for her. Which doesn’t excuse it at all, btw. -Thinks he can fight hygiene.

-His name was Alexander when he was alive.

-He was an edgy teenager who would follow the stereotypical teen thing where you go up to your room and thrash to heavy metal when you’re upset. However, because heavy metal and thrashing weren’t really a thing at the time, he would go up to his room and tap dance in anger. He would plant bombs under people’s cars during Halloween and called himself “The Alligator” unironically as some type of street name.

Husker

-Chews up Alastor’s medication.

-Had some issues with his mother that led to him being the way he is. -Tired of living.

-Can build a tank engine from scratch. -catnip gives him headaches

-He’s actually chubby

Niffty

-Head is usually empty

-Lobotomized.

-Was married to Vox in the 50s. She was too emotional for his liking, so he had her lobotomized. But the lobotomy only made her violent. So he stabbed her 3 times with a screwdriver and dragged her dying self to a deep puddle of mud and threw her in the puddle to drown. This caused her need to keep everything clean. She only subconsciously realizes that.

I don’t have any sir pentious headcanons rn. I hope you liked the ones I have :)

Could you, if you have the time to, draw Demon Alastor with um curly hair🥺 I think it would look good in ur artstyle and mbbm kinda fix his bob haircut[dont get me wrong, its definitly better than when my mom first cutted my hair]

curly haired Alastor pls save me🙏🏾

He’s the cats pajamas with his curls

Personally I like his fucked up bob 🤣

hii Goose

What does 57 mean and why is it in like every ep?

funnie 57 make me go lol