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just a dumb quick warmup ✌💦

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My queen from helluva boss 💅🏼👯

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we get Lucifer in a cute dress...as a little treat

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A quick redraw of a scene from the original show. It was in that scene that I realized - I'm gonna love this guy.

Why are you standing in a defensive posture anyway, Lucifer?

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"I kinda feel like an 🍊"

#omg that made me stupid giggle gjsjrtnrf #hes a handsome dummy ok its /sweet/

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Kisses 🩷🖤

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Me: It's only 10 pm.... I don't need to sleep yet if that's only I couple thousand words I could eat that.

#big maybe /i/ need to use the sleep moment. #quit eavesdropping toots #am i gonna? honestly probably not. why not? fuck if i know #i mean its suday tmrw. maybe ill just try to stay up all night n day and get a reset on sleep

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Dealbreaker

I found a fic "The Last Bus Stop in Hell, Now Boarding" by @prince-liest and… well, some scenes just stuck around in my head (read: tormented my artistic brain) long enough to get me down to sketching them out. Then a few hours, a few brushes and a few different colouring experiments later, it was no longer barely a sketch, at the expense of actual lunch... Oh well.

For those who haven’t read it (spoiler free), Angel and Alastor got their bodies swapped involuntarily, and the horrendous expression on Angel’s face belongs respectfully to Alastor.

Now, bear with me, because I’ve been overthinking this scene the whole time I was drawing it – Angel made a promise to Alastor, but one that is much more of a gesture of reassurance and what-happened-will-always-remain-in-this-room kind than anything resembling actual deal. And then, mere moments later, Angel realises that helping Al AND keeping the promise is impossible, so he dismisses the fact that he even said anything, and just jumps right onto the helping part, because he knows that that’s best thing to do for a friend. But Alastor doesn’t share that view – maybe it’s a mix of trauma, shame and the loss of control over almost anything, but he doesn’t think clearly at this point – normally, he’d sooner or later agree with Angel. But not there, not then – he’d rather expect the impossible to happen, and rage when it doesn’t.

And there’s the interesting choice of words – he could’ve called Angel anything at this point, we know how rich Alastor’s vocabulary is – but the word he chose was dealbreaker. Maybe, just maybe, from a perspective of hellish overlord, a sinner that twists and turns in an attempt to get rid of their contract is nothing less than pathetic, but what if the deal was only verbal, no signing, no contract, just "trust"… There are probably no other beings in Hell that, ironically, have less trust in somebody’s WORDS than the overlords, knowing what extremes the sinners are willing to go to just to squeeze their way out of a sticky situation. Also, one can only become a dealbreaker exactly in that scenario, when nothing was set in stone.

For Alastor, dealbreaker is a knife in the back. The worst kind of liar. The very being that reminds him so painfully that trust doesn’t exist without force applied to it by a binding contract, which, if you think about it, is a paradox. Dealbreakers are the reason he distances himself from everyone.

And here’s the sugar on the cream (pun intended): Angel is only trying to HELP. What a beautiful tragedy.

To end this little overthinking session: it’s been a long while since I’ve read anything that would make me genuinely terrified, and it’s even more amazing that it began as something quite hilarious. Do mind though that the topic is HEAVY, to say the least.

I can’t say I’ve read a lot of Hazbin fics, but so far Princeliest writes Alastor probably the closest to his original character, which I love. Please, keep up the good work!

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Husk coming to the rescue, avengers style🤸🏻

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Get me someone who loves me like this

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Meme I made

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saw a tweet that reminded me of them lol

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Hello, my darling listeners! I have a humble request if I may. I’m doing my one good deed for the decade by reaching out to all of you to request your help for a dear friend of mine. They need what’s termed a “mobility aid” to greatly improve their quality of life as they are currently bedridden a majority of the time and I’m reaching out to you to ask that you consider either donating and/or sharing this post. The goal is $156 for a wheelchair and every cent helps! You may send me all the (terrible) jokes or (also terrible) flirtations you like in exchange and I promise to do my best not to destroy you for it. A win win if you ask me! Thank you, darlings!

((Link to actual chair below! Cashapp: $greybazzy))

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Husk: Yeah and technology advanced a lot real quick, like mobile phones; they got them here too but at the time they were rare.

Alastor, not listening: Humans went to the moon?

Husk: And cars got so much faster, it's ridiculous.

Alastor: The moon in the fucking sky?!

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Here's a Husk to prove I'm not dead! I just have barely any time for personal drawing at the moment 💔

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The gang playing UNO one night except Charlie rigged all the cards. Husk draws one that says "Say something nice about the person in front of you or draw 25". Alastor is sitting across the table. Husk picks up the whole deck.

#I FUCKING BURST OUT LAUGHING MID SONG BC OF THISZ

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Lmao I just got slammed with dysphoria walking up the stairs????? Bitch what

#quit eavesdropping toots