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everlastlady · 11 months
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Striker X Short Reader
┆ Author's Note: Hello! Welcome back my little imps, demonic sinners, and powerful overlords. Welcome to Striker X Short Reader. I thought this would be nice since I'm a short person, I'm like 5'2 in real life and always get mistaken for a kid and just the look on people's face when I tell them how old I am, is absolutely hilarious, but I hope all my shorties enjoy this story.
┆ Story Contains: Smut
┆ Fandom: Helluva Boss
┆ Word Count: 823
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Striker is used to meeting people who are short and he especially enjoys teasing them a bit. But he just loved teasing you, calling things like, “ Short thing, “ Little demon, or “ Small creature “ You didn’t mind Striker’s teasing but sometimes it could be annoying. When he tools things from you, he would hold them up high and laugh when you would try to jump up and try to grab them. He would give it back and tussle your hair. “ I’m sorry pumpkin, you are so small and cute. “ He said while chuckling.
He would grab things off high places if he saw you struggling. Striker knows you love to do things for yourself but that could often lead you to hurting yourself. So if Striker saw you reaching for something. He would give you a hand either grabbing it with his hand or tail. Sometimes he would lift you so that you could grab. He did this because he didn’t want to see you hurt yourself like last time. You had fallen off the counter trying to grab a box of cereal and fell and ended up breaking your arm.
Striker is careful when you two wrestle each other and play fight. He doesn’t want to hurt you. He usually uses his tail to throw you on the couch or bed. He doesn’t put too much of his weight on you when he sits on you. But for some reason, you don’t take it easy on Striker so he calls you a little gremlin or puppy when you bite him. Striker would just chuckle but for a short person, you pack a punch and that’s what Striker likes about you, you may be short but you are ready to fight and not give up.
He thinks you look adorable when wearing his clothes, especially his hat. “ Hey look I’m Striker, howdy howdy. “ You would say as Striker would roll his eyes and take by his hat. “ Ha ha, very funny darlin’ “ But he did have a few pictures of you wearing his clothes because he found it cute. The only thing Striker had wore that belonged to you was your necklace, calls it his good luck pendant.
When he brings you to the saloon he is very protective of you because a lot of assassins, hitmen, criminals, and scum asses drink there. So he will keep his tail around your waist if he sees someone flirting with you or coming up to you both. He knows you can handle yourself, he just doesn’t want you getting roughed up just in case there is a fight.
When you guys sleep together you are usually spooning with you being the little spoon but if you beg Striker enough, he is willing to be the little spoon. But sometimes you sleep on top of Striker which is nice because he’ll rub circles on your back. In the morning is nice because he’ll pick you up off him and set you aside then tickle you awake, has he gotten punched once? Yeah, he has but he has learned how to dodge.
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When you, guys are having passionate smoking sex, Striker has you on top of him. Ride a cowboy save a horse! Striker loves hearing your gasps and moans when he places his hands on your hips. Oh, how you tremble on top of your cowboy. You love hearing his huffs and growls
But when Striker is on top of you, he’ll cage you with his body while he pounds into you. Your little whines make him smirk when he drags his tongue across your neck and marks up your neck, collarbone, and chest. When you cry out his name it only makes him pound deeper into you. Seeing your eyes roll back brings him joy as he whispers how good you are being. “ Oh, darlin’, you are being so good, let me hear you say my name again, come scream how much you love. Let me hear it ~ “
Will he tie you up while you ride him? Yeah, He’ll place your hands behind your back and bound your wrist together and let you ride him while he holds you. He thinks it's adorable watching you squirm, whine, and beg him to let you cum. If he’s feeling kinky enough maybe he’ll choke you but you both have a safe word. Because if there is one thing Striker doesn’t want to hurt you too bad or make you uncomfortable.
This cowboy knows about aftercare so he’ll praise you on how good you were and then wash you up. He’ll give you sweet kisses and let you know how much you mean to him. He’ll help you put on your pajamas, then make you a nice meal and get you something to drink. If you fall asleep, he will hold you close and rub your back. “ I love you, darlin’ “ He’ll say then fall asleep holding you close.
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screwpinecaprice · 9 months
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Sunday: Resting
No thoughts, just sleep.
Personal connverse week for an anonymous Ko-fi tipper! Prompts, details, and polaroid border effect also by anon.
And that's the last day of this series! Thank you for the Ko-fi anon! 😊
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emojiturtledaily · 1 year
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Day 742: 🐢 & ☕
Requested by: Peroro on Patreon
Ko-Fi | Patreon
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mokah · 2 years
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rylan oakes.
this particular anon asked for a male sim with dark hair and a laid back/ casual style. i think he came out well.
this sim comes with all outfits. traits and aspirations are randomized, the rest is up to you. enjoy! 
this sim is up for public download. 
download | sfs
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syrups-fanfic-cafe · 11 months
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Good Morning,
I would like to order to order some headcannons of the main Hazbin casts (Charlie, Angel, Vaggie, Husk) with an S/O whose known through hell as a no nonsense tough-as-nails powerhouse (think Nico Bellic from gta IV) but one day they find an abandoned little imp girl and adopt them as their own. The girl has obviously been through a lot, and in time they slowly develop a good relationship, with the others find out about their caring, kind, fatherly side.
Good morning And of course! I hope you like the headcanons! - Mod Syrup
Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, and Husk finding out their stoic s/o has a fatherly side
Charlie Morningstar
She never knew you had a soft spot, you were one of the toughest people she knew, and you didn't like wasting your time with anything. So when you had come home with a little Imp girl in your arms, she had a lot of questions.
First of which being where you even found the child. She looked very young, and she assumed that maybe the little one just, wandered off, she knew that some parents in hell just weren't that attentive to their children. She even fears that her parents might've been killed, she was an Imp, after all, Imp's weren't exactly treated the best down here...
You reassured her thought you had found the young child wandering the streets alone. You had asked where her parents were, but she refused to talk about it. You would've pushed her for more information, but... you could tell it really bothered her, so you had just caved and decided to adopt her.
Charlie was a bit wary about you, keeping a close eye on you two. She was so afraid that you might act harshly against the Imp girl if she did something wrong. But so far, you seemed to be a decent parent, a little rough, but she could tell you genuinely liked spending time with the child.
Then, that faithful day came, your new daughter had been playing to recklessly and accidentally broke a vase in the house, some that both she and Charlie assumed you'd get mad over... except, you didn't.
You didn't even yell at her when you saw her standing over the broken vase, crying as she tried to carefully clean up the pieces without hurting herself. Carefully, you kneeled down and shooed her hands away from the sharp glass, carefully looking at them for a moment to make sure she wasn't hurt...
Charlie watched the whole ordeal from the end up the hall, watching as you comforted your new daughter, before helping her pick up the glass and clean up any cuts she might've gotten. It was the sweetest thing she had ever seen out of you. She had only ever known you as the cold, no-nonsense demon who took no shit, someone who would've killed over something as simple as a mistake.
It was oddly nice, seeing this side of you for once.
Vaggie
"WHY THE HELL DO YOU HAVE A CHILD WITH YOU?!" "Found it" "WHERE?!" "Outside"
Needless to say, Vaggie has just as many questions as Charlie, if not more. Where did you find this kid? Where were her parents? What happened to her parents? How did you manage to just, stumble across a completely unsupervised imp child within the city?
You seemed to just role your eyes at her panic and questions. What the hell were you supposed to do? Just leave the child there, that'd just be irresponsible. Just cause you were tough as nails doesn't mean you didn't know what responsibility was.
Eventually, Vaggie gave up on asking questions, and just started doing research, wanting to at least help with raising the child. But you were insistent that you knew what you were doing. And to her surprise, you actually did.
Most would actually consider you a near-perfect parent. Which is a surprise, most people would've seen an abandoned imp child and not even give the thing a chance. You on the other hand are trying your hardest to make sure this kid grows up well. Vaggie was awfully proud of you.
That is until you came home looking like you had just gotten into a fight. Which you actually had gotten into a fight! Why? Well, it's simple, someone made one single derogatory comment about your daughter, and you fucking lost it.
When she asked why you acted so drastically you simply stated that you had to make sure your kid knew how wrong those people were about her. Besides, it's not like anybody really gives a shit anyways.
Vaggie wasn't sure if she was a bit scared, or more proud of you than before. Either way, you and your daughter seemed happy, so she decided to be your impulse control at most.
Angel Dust
Angel didn't even question where you had got the kid. Don't get me wrong, he definitely wanted to know where you found a random, abandoned imp girl, but at the same time, this was hell, it probably wasn't that hard to find children just wandering the streets.
He did ask if you were gonna help find the girls parents or if you had actually adopted her. Upon telling him that you were adopting the child, he was a mix between excited and confused. You were the toughest person in hell, Angel had to literally work his ass off to rope you into a relationship, so the fact that you saw an abandoned child on the street and decided to adopt her without question... it made Angel a little jealous.
Angel was more than happy helping you take care of the kid. Yeah he wasn't the best at it, but he was fun, and in his eyes, that was all that counted. In fact, he might've grown even more attached to the little girl than you did.
He knew how much you cared about the little girl and wanted to make her happy. But he never expected a day in his life that he'd walk in on the girl having a little tea party with you and Fat Nuggets. You had even let her put make up on you. You still had your stoic, tough-as-nails expression, which almost made the whole thing even cuter and maybe a little bit funny.
"Hello Angel, care to join us?" You didn't even have any emotion in your voice. It was like you were only doing this out of obligation. Though of course, Angel just had to join, he couldn't help it, he just thought it was so sweet that you were playing along with your new daughter's antics. Plus, Fat Nuggets looks so cute in a tiara.
Afterward, Angel helps you clean the makeup off your face and put your daughter to bed. You tell him that if he tells anyone it'll be over for you two. Of course, Angel tells literally everyone he can, how could he not? It was adorable, and he knows you won't just up and leave him.
Husk
Husk doesn't really care about most of the things you do he knows that if you're doing it, then you can probably handle it yourself. That's why he didn't exactly question or care about the fact that you now had an imp child with you.
He wasn't exactly fond of the child either, yeah he was technically the pseudo-father to the child, seeing as he was dating you and you had adopted the child, but he really didn't see himself as 'parent material'. Still, he did his best to at least put up with the child, especially when you had something important to do that would be too dangerous for her to be around.
He honestly didn't think you'd have that much of a connection with the child either, but you seemed to really care about her. He would've thought it was adorable if he wasn't such a downer.
One day you approached him with the little girl in your arms, and asked him to do a magic trick for her. He was a bit confused, but then you explained that you had told her about how he liked magic, and ever since then she's been begging you to let Husk show her a magic trick or two.
Husk acted as if this was a chore for him, but deep down he was a little bit excited. He loved cheesy magic tricks, and didn't get to do them often, so he was happy that the kid and him shared an interest.
He did a simple magic trick, just the coin behind the ear trick. Immediately after, the girl burst into laughter and clapped her hands. That's the moment when Husk actually started warming up to the kid. So he grabbed a deck of cards, and decided to do another simple magic trick, which she enjoyed just as much.
Husk glanced up at you for a moment, a for the first time since he's met you, he saw you smiling. The tough as nails, emotionless powerhouse, was smiling over the fact that their daughter and boyfriend were enjoying their time together. Of course, you immediately wiped the smile off your face when he noticed.
"What the hell you smiling about?" "I, wasn't smiling..." "Yeah, whatever you say big guy."
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mimiscoiningcafe · 6 days
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could you make a flag for someone whos gender is like flints from toontown corporate clash? sorry if i worded this weirdly ^^;
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Firestartercharic / Flintbonpyrecharic - A -charic gender that's connected to Firestarter / Flint Bonpyre from Toontown: Corporate Clash!
Pacesettercharic / Grahamnesspaysercharic - A -charic gender that's connected to Pacesetter / Graham Ness Payser from Toontown: Corporate Clash!
Here you go!!
I ended throwing in Pacesetter because I thought it would be fun to do the two together!!
Honestly this made me want to do the rest of the managers as well so fdasjopdfp
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icantalk710 · 4 months
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Nooo weekend don't leave you're so hot haha 🥱☕
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alvojake · 16 days
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hiii.... so my plan for writing this weekend went right out the window 😮‍💨 I had a horrible migraine and slept most of the weekend (which is why I was sorta ia 💀) but I want to try and get some writing done this week 🤞
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some-beans · 5 months
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Could you do some Dormitories Headcanons while in a Poly relationship (except Ignihyde who will only have Idia, as Ortho is a child) with a MonsterHigh!Reader, But for each dorm there is a different monster:
Heartslabyul x Venus!Reader
Savanaclaw x Clawdeen!Reader
Octavinelle x Lagoona!Reader
Scarabia x Abbey!Reader
Pomefiore x Operetta!Reader
Ignihyde x Frankie!Reader
Diasomnia x Draculaura!Reader
What do think?
hey !! as much as i think that's a cool idea, if you read my master list for twst, i'm no longer taking requests for that fandom atm
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amethystpath-writes · 2 years
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Affogato
NOT A PR0MPT- happy ending, stay tuned for the end :)
Could you write about a villian with severe anger issues, but still somehow, they've managed to come to love hero, and so has hero. Now, as they live together, villian just one days, snaps at hero for small little things. And at night, hero just storms off. Villian at this point wants to hate the hero now, and when thru hear a knock, they almost bring in their knife, and when they open the door to hero, IT TURNS OUT THAT HERO JUST WENT TO BUY VILLIAN SOME ICE CREAM AND COFFEE. CUZ THEY REMEMBERED THAT VILLIAN LOVES THESE TWO TOGETHER, SO JUST TO BRIGHTEN THEIR MOOD, THAT'S WHY HERO STORMED OFF. Cue the villian breaking down into tears as they hold their selfless hero in their arms and cry and apologise and kiss the hero and the hero just absolutely not minding it at all, cuz they are understanding enough to know that villian is going through something that is making them act like that, and they don't really mean it.
Just anything like this :")
This request is long overdue. Thank you, and all nonnies, for your patience <3 May I bestow upon you a long snippet for a long request? It’s quite nice if I do say so myself.
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“I don’t know, Hero. I don’t know. I don’t know!” Villain snapped. “God, you keep asking me questions. Why the hell would I know how aglets are put on shoelaces? Or- or what type of plastic is supposedly safe to eat from? Or when- exactly, as you asked- sugar turns into caramel in a skillet? I don’t know, Hero!”
Hero’s lips parted halfway through Villain’s outburst. Shock took up many of her emotions, but somehow hurt triumphed them all. “I didn’t mean to upset you,” she said, and her voice was hardly heard. “You’ve just been gone all day; I wanted to make conversation.”
Not seeming to understand just how much damage he was already doing, Villain continued. “Yeah, well, I’m tired. It was a long day and the last thing I want is someone asking a thousand questions a minute.” He repeated, “I’m tired. I just want to sit here- here, in my goddamn chair- and watch a show. Can I please, for the love of everything in this universe, just do that?”
He sounded like an old man with nothing better to do than to wrap his lips around a cigar, while watching Casablanca for the tenth time in a week, wearing a fedora that went out of fashion seventy years ago.
“Do you have a show in mind?” Hero tried.
“No.” Without another word, Villain closed his eyes, laid his head back, and slept in his chair as he wished.
When Villain awoke, his mind was still in a place of dread, and the feeling intensified as he watched Hero’s small figure dart about the house as she gathered her things.
“What are you doing?” he asked, voice darker than before. Neither he, nor Hero, could tell if it was sleepiness or irritability which made his voice so low and unwelcoming, though caring little about what her lover’s voice meant, Hero responded, “Leaving.”
Her purse was already tucked into the crook of her elbow, and she had her wallet. Now to find the keys.
“You’re leaving?” Incredulous. “What the hell are you leaving for?” By the time Villain asked it, Hero had found the keys- in plain sight, on the kitchen counter- and business-walked to the front door. “Don’t forget the rest of your things! You’re going to leave me with your clothes and jewelry and all your other shi-” The door slammed shut. Villain began talking to himself instead. “Why would I ever think that she’d stay here with me? Why would I ever think she was any different from anyone else I’ve ever known? The hell is wrong with me?”
In the next hour, Villain moped around his home, drinking glasses of water, eating the crumbs out of old chip bags in the cabinet, and watching tv. It wasn’t particularly horrible; Villain just felt…off. As angry as he sounded, he wasn’t. He wasn’t angry, wasn’t sad, wasn’t much of anything other than another human who was overwhelmed and burnt out. There was no emotion- only exhaustion.
The sky outside was darkening more and more. If Villain squinted in search, he’d find a few stars shining through hazy clouds. It made him wonder, now, if Hero was ever coming home, or if this was really the end to…to them. Had he really been so horrible that she’d leave with nothing else but her wallet and keys? Maybe so.
Then again, Hero was easily saddened. She’s overreacting, Villain thought, because facing the fact that he might be the one in the wrong was preposterous.
Villain shifted in his chair and uneasily pulled his phone out of his pants pocket. He dialed Hero’s mother.
“Villain?”
“Yeah, hey.” His voice was typically more enthusiastic. Not now. “Is Hero around?”
Hero’s mother hummed. “No. No, I haven’t heard from her since this morning. Is everything okay? Are you home?”
He took a breath and closed his eyes. Yes, he was home. No, everything was not okay. Maybe Villain should have called Hero first, but then he considered a scenario in which she wouldn’t pick up the phone, and that thought infuriated him. What if he was worried? It was getting dark, and she wasn’t home. If she didn’t pick up the phone, it’d make him worry even more, and how was that fair to him?
He didn’t give thought to her answering the phone.
“Villain? You there?”
“I’m here,” Villain assured. He inhaled once again, and as he breathed out, he said, “I fell asleep earlier, and her keys were gone when I woke up. I figured she might have headed out there, but she might have just gone to Friend’s.”
“Did Hero not pick up the phone when you called?”
“I didn’t call,” Villain admitted. Then, “I had a nightmare, and I guess my mind just went to the worst place. I’m sorry. I’m- uh- I’m going to call Hero. I’ll get back to you when I know she’s alright. I’m sure everything is okay.” It was too difficult to admit he got angry, and Hero left him because of it. “Anyway, I’m going to-”
Knock, knock, knock.
“I’ll get back with you later.” Villain hung up, then scurried to the kitchen where he had immediate access to steak knives.
Soon after, Villain recognized the sound of keys rattling in the lock. But who else had keys to the house except for himself and…“Hero?”
Her face emerged into their home as the door creaked open more. “Little help?” She yelped as a bag dropped to the wooden floor. “Shoot! Oh, I hope the eggs weren’t in that one. Could you- you’re holding a knife.”
“You went grocery shopping.”
“I did. And you’re holding a knife. Should I,” Hero ventured, “go back to grocery shopping?”
“No. No, I”- Villain put the knife down- “was just shocked. We argued and then I fell asleep and then I woke up and then-”
Hero extended her free hand out to Villain. Free, as in, it held only one item, and that item was for Villain. “It’s probably half-melted by now- sorry. It’s an af…afro…afrogato? No, that means cat, doesn’t it? No, that’s gato.”
“You got me an affogato?” Villain’s brows pinched and his lips jutted out. Someone who didn’t know Villain, they would interpret his expression as anger, but Hero knew better. He was only confused.
“I don’t know what you’re going through, but I can tell you’re struggling. I thought this might help brighten your night.” She smiled sweetly, then tilted the small paper cup towards Villain, reminding him that he might want to take and eat it, or else he won’t get the chance to enjoy it. “If you can help get the groceries in really quick, I can put them away so you can enjoy the ice cream.”
Speechless, Villain took bags off Hero’s arm and rushed them to the kitchen island. He stuck his affogato in the freezer, then rushed to his and Hero’s car in the driveway. “Sit down,” he called out behind him. Hero didn’t like the grocery store; it exhausted her.
After the groceries were brought in, and Villain, not Hero, tucked them all away in the fridge, freezer, and cabinets, Villain took his treat- one he didn’t feel he deserved- and sat beside Hero on the couch.
Hero curled in, toes tucked between the couch cushions, and her arm wrapped around Villain’s. “You keep shaking your head,” she said. “What’s wrong.”
“I don’t deserve you,” Villain replied, head still shaking with his lack of understanding.
She sat up, then, and looked into his eyes. “Everyone deserves love. All tonight means is that we have some things to work on. We,” she emphasized, “not just you. I shouldn’t have taken off the way I did. It wasn’t helpful to either of us.”
Maybe she was right. Still, Villain’s outburst…“You didn’t deserve that.” His eyes darted away for a moment but came back as quickly as they left. “I’m sorry, Hero.”
Nodding, Hero tucked back into her love. “I’m sorry, too. Now eat your afro-cat.”
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snoopypupp · 17 days
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when someone makes you so fucking mad, you think of killing. and if you think of that, a full gore fic comes out.
also thanks for 100 followers! im so sorry for the trashy stuff i post
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everlastlady · 11 months
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Cooking Together
☕┆ Author's Note: Hello! My little imps, demonic sinners, and powerful overlords. Are you hungry? Great so am I, so let's go cook with some demons from Hell. Hopefully you like what they prepared if not too bad suck it up and eat their cooking. Anyway I hope you enjoy the story. Don't forget to like, comment, or reblog if you enjoyed. My request are open so whisper your desires, my way. 🌌📖
☕┆ Story Contains: Delicious Food
☕┆ Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
☕┆ Word Count: 999
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Charlie & Vaggie: It was a normal night for you and your lovely girlfriends. Charlie wanted to cook with you both so you and Vaggie agreed to do just that. You all agreed to make chicken parm with pasta, and broccoli. Which was good because Vaggie took care of the chicken, Charlie had the broccoli, and you handled the pasta. You, guys, listened to music while cooking and having fun. Once dinner was done. Charlie suggested watching her favorite movie and you both sighed happily and agreed. You all sat on the couch, eating and watching the movie. You told your girlfriend Vaggie how you loved how she prepared the chicken. And she complimented you on the pasta. “ Was the broccoli good? “ Charlie asked you both. You and Vaggie kissed her cheek and nodded. “ Of course, it was good hon. “ Vaggie said to Charlie. Which the demon princess squealed in delight. After dinner. You, guys cleaned up the kitchen and washed the dishes. You had blats cooking dinner with your girlfriends. That you didn’t want to end. So you and Charlie both convinced your, guy's girlfriend Vaggie to bake a cake with you, she sighed and shook her head with a smile. “ Fine, but I’m picking the flavor. “ She said and followed you both into the kitchen.
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Alastor: When Alastor suggested cooking together for a date night. You happily agreed and Alastor grabbed his recipe book. “ Let’s make this my dear. “ Alastor said pointing to the recipe that said Shrimp Scampi With Sun-Dried Tomatoes. You nodded and Alastor guided you through the cooking progress. He let you taste some of the shrimp. While he told you about the things he used to cook with his mom. The two of you dance while the food cook and Alastor would dip you while kissing you all over your neck. He loved hearing you giggle. When dinner was done. You and Alastor sat down drinking and eating. You listened to Alastor’s jokes and stories. You loved hearing your demonic little strawberry ramble. After dinner, you and Alastor did the dishes. You knew dessert was off the table since Alastor wasn’t a big fan of sweet things. Alastor came over and kissed you. “ I may not like sweets but I like you. “ Alastor said and gave you another kiss. You smiled and held his hand as you two stood in the kitchen admiring each other.
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Sir Pentious: This clingy noodle boy has been begging to cook with you because he wanted to learn how to cook. Whenever Pentious cook it usually leads to smoke, fire, or a large boom sound. Sometimes all three, so when you finally had a day off. You agreed to help your boyfriend learn how to cook. He was excited and gave you many kisses, hugs, and sweet words. You let him pick the recipe and he chooses Beef Bourguignon. You guided him through the recipe and showed him how to do things in an easy, right, and patient way. Pentious was surprised at what he learned. Though you did have to bandage his hand because he wasn’t careful with the knife. Once the food was finished, Pentious was filled with joy and took pictures. “ Voxtagram will love this! “ Pentious took some pictures of you holding the food. After uploading the pictures. He sat down and started eating with you, giving you lovey-dovey eyes. “ Thank you for teaching me how to cook (Y/N) my love. “ Pentious said. After that, Pentious wanted to make a cake with you, which didn’t go well like dinner because he added too much sugar, oh Pentious.
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Husk: Husk had been stressed from working at the hotel. So he took some days off, he was playing cards right now in your, guys living room. You had been staring at him and he could tell you wanted something. He chuckled and set the cards down. “ What’s up doll? “ Husk asked while staring at you. You told him that you wanted to cook dinner tonight but you wanted him to join you. Husk chuckled and stood up. “ Sure, better than sitting here and playing cards by myself. “ He stood up and followed you into the kitchen. You said that you wanted to make a Sea Bass a la Michele. Which made Husk’s stomach growl and you took that as a yes. And you both started cooking. Husk would talk about his days at the Hotel, cards tricks, and rant about how people should appreciate magic more. Which made you giggle, you knew how much your boyfriend loved magic. After finishing dinner, you and Husk ate while you played cards. Of course, Husk won and gloated but he gave you a kiss. “ Dinner and games with you are always fun. “ Husk said. You knew he was just trying to butter you up, but you gave him a kiss back and the two of you went to go clean up.
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Angel Dust: You were sitting on you and Angel’s bed while drawing. Angel stepped into the room and walked over. He poked your cheek and you looked up at him. He had a grin on his face and placed his hands on your sketchbook. “ Hey babe, please come cook dinner with me and fat nugget. “ He said while pouting. You smiled at him and nodded. Angel grinned with excitement and picked you up running to the kitchen as you laughed. Watching Fat Nugget follow you. Angel suggested a lobster dinner, you raised an eyebrow and asked him where he got a lobster. “ I found it. “ He said with the biggest smug, you have ever seen. You knew what he meant when he would say he found something. You sighed and smiled. And assisted Angel with his lobster dinner. Which turned out great and paired with a nice wine. After dinner, you and Angel lay in bed with Fat Nugget. Angel gave you a kiss. “ Next time I’ll find us a chicken. “ He said while laughing and holding you close.
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stygabbs · 10 months
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.─ ᅠ 私のスター .ᅠ ୨୧ ᅠ. 🍙 .
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klai-16xoxo · 3 months
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*kick door * hope is okay if you can draw Mawan and Philocalist in simple sweaters as if they are spending time drinking Arabian tea,,, <333
{Father and Daughter Time}
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“Here you go, ya ruhi. The nice lady over there was selling some tea and I thought you may enjoy some Karak! Be careful now, it is still hot~”
//IMSISMISMS I LOVE THEM 🥺🥺💖💖💖 I had fun drawing them!! Just look at them sundumsims I just imagine they are taking a early morning walk during winter and Mawan thought Philocalist may be cold so he brought her some Karak (is a type of tea we like to drink here a lot especially during winter) also if ya wondering what “Ya ruhi” means, it means “my soul”
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mokah · 2 years
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lucky mcallister. 
this anon asked for a male sim with golden retriever like qualities. i went for a blond hair brown eyed look. his traits have also been set to active, cheerful, and goofball. he should also have the friend of the world aspiration. 
this sim comes with one outfit, the rest is up to you.  
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syrups-fanfic-cafe · 1 year
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hello!! hope you are having a good day or night. can i request headcanons for hazbin hotel? maybe the reader has wings and they find out about it? you can pick the characters! thank you! - 💫 anon
Of course! I decided to go with just Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor, and Angel Dust, but if there's other characters you want me to do, you can always come back and request for headcanons with them too! Also, i interpreted the "Finding out the reader has wings" as the reader was deliberately trying to keep them a secret, and they just so happened to find out ^^', so let me know if you had something else for that in mind! Also, sorry if they're a bit out of character, I'm kinda rusty when it comes to HH characters - Mod Syrup
Various Hazbin Hotel Characters finding out that the reader has wings!
Charlie Morningstar
Charlie was definitely surprised when she found out you had wings. Like, yeah, a lot of demons had wings, but that still wasn't common aside from bird demons, as wings don't exactly even have a practical use in hell, other than to just make you look cool
She's definitely confused as to why you hid them, but wouldn't ever make you tell her why. She did ask a few times here and there, but never pushed for an answer. She want you to tell her whenever you felt the time was right.
Despite her confusion, She'd promise not to tell anybody about your wings if you didn't want anybody to know about them. In fact, she'd probably take extra care to make sure nobody finds out about them without you wanting to.
Of course, Charlie isn't entirely flawless, she may accidentally slip up here or there, but immediately catch herself or correct herself mid-sentence. So far no one has actually thought much of it, but you still worry that she's gonna end up spilling at some point.
She is, also overly worried about the care and health of your wings with you hiding them so often. Do they get enough exercise? Are you preening them regularly? Do you need anything specific to take care of them? You literally have to tell her on a daily basis that your taking care of them just fine.
"Are you sure you don't need any help? I promise I'm fine with helping you preen them in the spots you can't-" "Charlie, I swear, I can handle it perfectly fine myself"
Vaggie
Vaggie wasn't all too surprised to find out you had wings. At least that's how she acted, in fact, you seemed to make a bigger deal out of it than her.
"Calm down, what's the big deal anyways? It's not like you're the only demon in hell with wings!"
You tell her that you don't want to talk about it, but that she also can't tell anybody else about it. You make her swear on her afterlife that she won't tell anybody. Let me tell you, If she didn't have any questions before, she definitely has a few now. 
She doesn't exactly ask those questions though, at least not right now. You didn't even explain to her why you hid the wings, she knew she probably wouldn't get anything else out of you, so she just didn't bother asking in the first place.
She's actually pretty good at keeping it a secret, you would've thought she had forgotten about it if it wasn't for the fact that Vaggie isn't all that forgetful.
One of the things that confirms her memory about this is that she'll occasionally bring them up, not anything private, just if you ever need help with them you can ask her, or if you need any specific bedding to sleep with them, etc etc.
Alastor
"So, are the wings treating you well darling?" "W h a t"
You don't even know when he found out about them, or how he found out about them, he just, suddenly started bringing them up to you at random points, completely unprovoked. Needless to say, it nearly gave you a panic attack the first time. The worst part is he genuinely wasn't surprised or anything, and you don't know if its because he had known about them from the start, or if its just because he's spent a long time in hell, and your probably not the first demon he's seen to hide their wings
He reassured you that he of course hasn't told anybody about your wings, and won't be asking about anything about you hiding them.
He does however ask about their well-being frequently. He never offers to actually help out with taking care up them, he doesn't know a thing about wing care. It seems like he more or less tries to trick you into rambling about them for no reason, maybe he's hoping you'll end up telling him why you hid them in the first place if you just start rambling
He does however seem genuinely concerned about how healthy they are. You couldn't possibly be getting the proper exercise for them when hiding them all the time, and won't they start hurting and cramping if you keep them in one position for so long?
Angel Dust
He was immediately intrigued by them, much to your dismay. he seemed to ask about the wings frequently, he's even tried to bribe you to get you to say something about them. He almost seemed annoyed at the fact you WOULDN'T talk about them.
He eventually opted to use it as a way to make you do things for him, nothing major, just running to the store for him or buying him drugs when he didn't feel like doing it himself.
"Awe, you sure you don't wanna go get it for me? It'd be such a shame if your little secret got out~" "Don't you fucking dare-"
To be fair, you weren't surprised he started using it as blackmail, he's in hell for a reason. The main problem is that you can never tell if he's bluffing or not, he doesn't seem like the type to spread secrets, but you don't really want to take the risk of him not bluffing, so you just cave and do whatever he needs you to do.
He does kinda feel bad about blackmailing you, so he occasionally does get you things to make up for it, nothing expensive, but maybe just some small treats here or there, just to make up for making you think he would actually tell people about your wings.
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