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deadbeat-motel · 3 months

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Me going talky-talky below the cut

I wanted to redesign this guy the most because of so many issues I have with his actual design, namely:

The suit is a travesty.... for both his background as a hypersexual porn actor and a previous mafia member. It does not read well as a good design for an Italian mobster of the 1920s. Do you really not think he would rock a pinstripe? I mean come on, those three horizontal lines on his suit look really tacky to me. You should've taken that pinstripe suit from Sir Pentious and given it to him instead. and not only that but it doesn't even read well as a porn actor who has no qualms about being sexualized and pretty much even revels in it. why does the suit basically cover him up like a conservative politician? come on, let him show off a bit more.

WHY A BOWTIE??? WHY??? A SIMPLE GOOGLE SEARCH WILL SHOW YOU THAT A NECKTIE WAS MORE IN FASHION DURING THAT TIME RATHER THAN A BOWTIE. The bowtie was something that pissed me off so much about the design.

He's not a very good spider design. the only thing about him that looks remotely spider-like is that he has those eye dots under the eyes and the many limbs.... nothing else. not the very large abdomen or the actual 4 pairs of limbs a spider is supposed to have. Not even a web pattern on him like Spiderman who embodies "spider" more than him.

YOU TOOK THE FLOOF OFF OF HIM??? THE ICONIC FLOOF???? unacceptable. In retaliation, I'm giving it back bigger than ever you coward!

Anyways, here's the thought process I went through with this design:

He needed to embody his Mafia/porn addict themes through his clothing so I went with an outfit that looks like a slutty Halloween costume of a mobster. Plus it would have also differentiated him from his family who most likely would've had a stronger Mafia vibe than he did.

Gave him a tiny little hat too because i thought it looked cute.

I remember hearing that Angel Dust's most iconic part was his head's unusual shape, so I decided to keep it on him but tweaked it a little bit with his hair covering the other half of his face. (This was for some kind of lore reason, maybe he's insecure about his heterochromia, That's where he was shot and has an X over it, or his eyes are malformed on that side, still thinking about it)

Originally was going to have matching black gloves for his arms too but then it was harder to see what was his arm or leg so I let him have nothing instead to keep the pairs of limbs separated

Gave him some hoop rings too because why not let a bad bitch have one?

I've seen necktie cat collars go around earlier and thought it would fit well for Angel Dust considering I didn't give him a shirt and that i took off his choker as well.

Aside from a MASSIVE flooff, I also gave him a massive spider "butt" with the missing pair of limbs. I decided to make it legs because honestly, It's much harder to think of how he would emote naturally with 6 arms. Plus it was interesting to think about how a 4 legged bipedal would work. Immediately my first thought went to Squidward Tentacles from both the show and the musical but then it wouldn't work because of the complexity of the legs. It's main purpose now is to both hold up the large spider "butt" and be his self-defense when being approached from behind.

Originally was going to have those big ass claw things on his mouth (I'm most likely wrong but the 'chelicerae' thing?) but thought it would clutter the design too much and because there was a big possibility that Val probably ripped them off of him when he had bitten once, if not multiple times, in self-defense.)

I'll probably talk about him more when he pops up in an episode I'm going to go in-depth about or give him his own dedicated rant about how Vivziepop treated his story.

#vivziepop critical #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel redesign #deadbeat motel redesign #deadbeat motel rewrite

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i-cant-sing · 11 months

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What are your thoughts on the yandere haikyuu teams x their manager?

Boring. I need some spice in it. How about-

Yandere Daichi as a cop and his darling is a civilian and now he's so obsessed with her that he murders her husband, frames him as a criminal and will literally stop at nothing to get darling in his arms because again... who will suspect good old, everybody's best bud COP Daichi to be able to do heinous crimes???

Yandere Sugawara as a psychiatrist because come on- he gives major "master manipulator" vibes and now he's obsessed with his darling patient and will continue to do malpractice and gaslight her and prescribe her all the wrong meds until she loses it and he gets to admit it her under his "special care" and now he can play with her mind all day long🤍

Yandere Oikawa is now a pro volleyball athlete and he just saw Ushijima's little sis, the same one he used to bully and even rejected (and ofc, HUMILIATED) when she confessed to him back in highschool. But now Oikawa's obsessed with her and also still hates his nemesis Ushijima, so what's better than killing two birds with one stone??? And Oikawa still has a very devoted fanclub, only now it's larger and more powerful than ever so now he uses them and his socials to peer pressure you into dating him and eventually, marrying him because he ain't getting any younger honey and he needs some cute babies out of you ASAP.

Yandere Kuroo who is the smart IT tech guy at your office but in reality, he has his own cyber security company that he uses to spy on you, controls your entire life through your socials and don't even get me started on your online banking shit. If its any consolation, he's very rich so... yeah. He may not look like a million bucks, but he does have them. In several offshore accounts.

Yandere Kita who somehow ended up as a mafia leader, probably inherited it as family business and he has like severe OCD so he wants everything done to perfection or so help you, you will 1000% end up 6 feet under. Mafia Kita who has this vision of you being the perfect wife, solely based om the one time you offered him your handkerchiefs because he had a nosebleed from stressing too much and now Kita thinks you're an absolute angel and he wont let you destroy that fantasy of his. Seriously. He will pick out your outfits, tell you how to act and all, punish you if he must, but he does love you.

Yandere Ushijima who is a farmer and has decided that the reader whose car broke down and came to his door asking for help, will now be his wife and be a countryside mom to many kids (u can't say no, okay? He wants a big family) and animals! But hey, he's a very caring husband and will massage your feet, give you baths and feed you his homegrown veggies and meals daily once you are round with his babies🥺

Yandere Bokuto who is now a popular politician and he needs an obedient wife to keep up appearances and play the "family man" image up. So he decides to threaten reader who had a one night stand with him, and Bokuto somehow has very intimate images and videos of you and he uses them to get you to marry him. And now he controls every aspect of your life and tells you to do exactly as he says, and he abuses this privilege more as he gets more powerful and you could only imagine the horrors he would inflict on you if he does actually win elections, but you can't run away because again- he has eyes and contacts everywhere.

#yandere daichi #yandere daichi sawamura #yandere bokuto #yandere ushijima x reader #yandere ushijima wakatoshi #yandere ushijima #yandere kuroo #yandere oikawa #yandere oikawa tooru #yandere kita #yandere haikyuu #yandere haikyu x reader #yandere sugawara

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dalliancekay · 3 months

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Crowley is not stupid, Aziraphale is not an idiot and other assorted thoughts

Or how nothing is black and white and my bullying home and religious trauma is a metaphor not a direct translation to what our immortals experience. And vice versa. -

I don't know what it's like to hang out on Earth since the beginning but I'm sure it is richer than we can imagine we could imagine.

Our two favourite, currently men shaped beings, are captured for our storytelling enjoyment when their time on the Green Planet is about to be cut off.

One has been thrown out from their family home ages ago, we are not sure for what misdemeanour exactly, and is now working for a dumpy place where they don't mind inflicting pain if you misbehave nor do they care whether a trial is fair. So, a mafia, basically. And our hero is tasked with collecting new additions to the unhappy family on top of that. He doesn't much care for it and seems to do the bare minimum only.

The other has been sent to the young planet to guard the indigenous humans and told something vague about an Ineffable Plan that will all work out when there's a War in a few thousand years, which 'our, the Good, side' will win and everyone will be happy. Just tell the humans to behave and if they don't kick up a fuss, we will welcome them Here.

And Here is a vast, empty place, well lit, with busy, lonely bees working and filing, and checking, making sure rules are in place and are followed as written and everything is ticking over; the higher ranks' punishments rare but swift. Everyone has learnt a lesson when half of them were unceremoniously fired when someone said some nasty things about the CEO. So things might not be perfect but at least if you stick to your tasks you will be left alone.

So, we meet demon Crowley, whose family threw him out as mentioned above and his job sucks and he hates it but it's not hard and his placement is rather a nice place so he does his best to not to lose the position. Sometimes he wonders what is the point of it all and that's when he runs into his adorable archenemy, the angel Aziraphale.

Aziraphale was sent to Earth and given a job, one that doesn't seem to quite work out (or does it?) as he follows his heart instead of the rules almost immediately but surprisingly is not punished for it by the CEO. So he spends his time helping the natives, following orders he receives as best as he can and when he runs into his archenemy the demon, he feels a certain strange tingle and flutter in his heart at the sight of the rulebreaker.

They have done a fair job of it for 6 millennia. They avoid getting fired and even manage to take on each other's tasks to lighten up the load and the (pointlessly) random business trips (does anyone Up or Down there ever heard of geography?)

When we meet our heroes in present day-ish, they've been told the End of the World sequence has been triggered and life as they know it is about to end.

How do they feel about this? Well. Our demon is appalled. He knew this was coming. But not really. It's just something to sort of work towards right? After all, the Earth has been developing rather nicely. The alcohol got better, the food for his Angel, the music got interesting, the clothes tighter... He's having a good time. Yes, he pushes his luck sometimes. Sleeps too long, gives in and saves someone instead of ruining them. He gets into all kinds of tangles to spend time with his crush. He is rash but he's not stupid. He knows what's at stake. But he's angry. And sometimes that's hard to contain. He does go too fast. But Aziraphale is always there to catch him. And if he can't, he waits and worries and is there when Crowley returns.

So about the angel? He knows he should dislike the demon. He knows he should follow his directives. He knows he should not meet or talk to Crowley. And what does he do? Gets himself arrested in his fanciest silks so they can have crepes when the world and humanity is bringing them down with their relentless hate towards each other. He puts on a magical performance when the demon fails to deliver some contraband liquor in the midst of the Blitz bombing.

And, now. Here's the funny bit. Angel has gotten himself a part time job in the past few centuries. He's had a few before, but not quite like this. He has a place he loves now. A safe, cluttered place where a demon is welcome. It's not much like his original home. You could say... it's rather quite the opposite of it. In any case, he never really got on with his managers but tbf he likes his job. It makes the humans happy and he loves the humans and loves making them happy.

He also does not want the world to end. But his fam has always told him that once this bit is over, an even better one will come along. What that bit is was never quite explained but then, asking questions was always frowned upon and rather vehemently so. He's noticed this from the get go... unlike a red headed angel he once knew...

What is my point?

That neither Crowley or Aziraphale are wrong. Or right. Doing the correct thing. Or not. Me. You. We come from broken families, we have been friends and lovers with bad people, we have escaped religions, cults, home countries. Lies. Rules. Hate. We have fought for our love to be recognised as love.

Crowley and Aziraphale live in a world where Heaven and Hell is real. Where Satan rules over a smelly place with mould on the walls and God is engrossed in her sci fi novels and seems to have forgotten about Her Earth project.

You can't call Aziraphale stupid for believing in God. She exists. Whether She has a plan is open to debate, sure. She seems to have claimed so at some point, but then, we all change don't we. Maybe She changed Her mind and forgot to tell the upper management. Maybe She thought She didn't need to spell out all the details to them so they kill Job's kids. Maybe She was vague on purpose much in the style of King Henry II and Thomas Beckett.. Anyway. Back to Aziraphale, our angel on Earth. He is kind, has hope, wants to believe after thousands, millions of years. And this is not stupid. Aziraphale does and is brave, courageous things. And he's slowly learning to trust himself more too. To know the difference. It started with the sword and his overthinking on the giving away of it. He made a decision to protect Job's children. Risked Falling for it. Trusted the demon over his bosses. Not because Heaven is WRONG. Yes, they are. But the thing is they don't care. And Aziraphale does. He cares about humanity. And he cares about Crowley.

Nobody noticed (or did they) how our two field agents fell in love (neither did they tbf) and how fiercely they guard the little secret they share. The smiles and the glances, the small flowers of hope that things can change one day.

And they did change. Plan A, War and Destruction, did not work out. The youngster they sent from Below decided he likes the new place and refused to ruin it. They both learned things. They are still learning. The demon how to trust again. The angel how to question things.

So what's next? The place Above is going to send their trusted agent. He followed the rules last time seamlessly. It did not quite work out but no problem, they'll send Him out again. With a rather more final arrangement.

In the meantime, the disgraced and rather troubling Earth agents have been lying low. Unsure of their places and overall safety, they went on with their lives as best as they could until the angel happened to help his former boss run away with his paramour from the other side and is visited by the Big Boss.

Big Boss wastes no time and suggests to our angel he should come back Upstairs and take the place of his disgraced superior. To use his skills. To be better looked after I suppose. New opportunities. To be close to the big upcoming decisions or - under a close watchful eye.

Aziraphale, not surprisingly, refuses. He does not want to put any of his 'skills' to any good causes but his own. But then. THEN. He is not so subtly made aware that his dangerous liaisons with the other side have been noted and his help in the latest Complication might not go unpunished if he's not careful.

And this job offer suddenly seems FAR more sinister than it did 15 minutes ago. Especially when it is handed over with a coffee (that he does not much like) from a place called Give Me Coffee Or Give me Death.

Our angel goes home to cautiously tell his demon about the trouble they are in and his world comes crashing down around him.

This post turned out to be completely different to what I originally wanted to write. Is there a point? You decide.

Aziraphale's decision makes complete sense, he loves the Earth, his home and Crowley over and above everything else. And he WILL fight for their safety. AND the humans in the process if he can.

This is my very first Tumblr post. Way to go me etc. Please be kind.

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #neil gaiman #season 2 #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorce #armageddon #shower thoughts #kaypost

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krahk · 26 days

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Blood for Ruin

Part One

Thank you all so much for the love and support for Part One, it is always so scary sharing brain children. You are all amazing.

Part Two

(Or, Alastor Proves he Makes a Shit Hotel Host by Bullying a Murder Victim)

By the time you opened your eyes, you had been moved to a bed, a comfy bed, in a warm lit room that was modestly decorated. And you were alone, thank god. Sitting up on the edge of the bed and kicking the sheets off as you straightened up. You stretched in a vain attempt to bring yourself some comfort, at least in body if not the mind. Doing this however, resulted in an immediate eye opening panic, because the sides of your arms brushing against either side of your head caught onto nothing.

Y’no, nothing. Nothing where ears should be. Looking around frantically, there was a cracked door heading into what was possibly a bathroom- please god, please be a bathroom. You body checked the frame as you ran in, muttering a whiny ‘ow’ before flicking a switch that turned on the overhead lights by the sink. Door open, lights on aaaand yep. Yep, yep yep. Ears missing. Hyperventilating now, you stumbled to the vanity and braced yourself on the ledge, staring into your own reflection as the panic began to set in.

Hell took your ears!? This was fucking ridiculous. Could one bitch to the devil? But also…how…how were you hearing? Because you definitely could hear. In fact you could hear better than before, like the wind outside rattling against something and a creak from the walls possibly 2 rooms over. Your brain might have been empty of explanation but your ears more than made up for it in what you heard. You leaned towards the mirror, turning your head back and forth trying to figure out what had happened to you. Then you felt it, a twitch, a little itch, at the very top of your head. Eyes drifted upwards to the pair of soft brown ears (?) That didn't quite point straight up, instead pointing more in a 45 degree angle. The left one was flicking of its own accord. The scream that left your mouth was instinctual, and loud.

Almost immediately you heard a knocking at the door and Charlie waltzed in, breathing hard, indicating the speed in which she came to your need. You spun around to meet her eyes, hands whipping to the very soft - so soft - ears utop your crown, breath shaking as you tried to get control over yourself.

“Ooohhh, yes, yes you’ve discovered your adorable new features! Thank goodness, I was so worried!” Charlie said, hands waving in front of her before clasping them together on her chest. “Everyone who comes to hell as a sinner takes on a delightful new appearance that reflects the way they lived and died! It’s a great way for you to meet new people and uh…learn to live a better life in spite of them! Many people take on animal appearances, my dad thinks it’s because every soul transcends the image of a human body.”

Still taking large breaths to keep yourself from screaming, your stuttering proof of your inability to form basic words, Charlie continued.

“Angel Dust is a spider, we think because he was involved in a ‘web of crime’ with his exciting mafia family - Husk…well okay Husk is interesting because I’m pretty sure cats in the overworld don’t have wings but he was a gambler before death so maybe he was just lucky to get wings too! You know, cards fell in his favour ha-haaa…” She trailed off awkwardly, face scrunching in a manner that you understood as her realising maybe she wasn’t explaining any part of this new discovery very well. She rubbed the back of her head with one hand, the other one placing itself on her hip. “Alastor is a deer demon, and it looks like you could be one too! I mean, you’ve got similar ears, although yours are much cuter because they are kind of floppy. And your nose is so cute! Like a baby doe! You’re pretty adorable honestly.”

You glanced at the mirror again, hands finally falling to your face to rest on your chin with your fingers covering your mouth lightly, spaced apart to allow your haggard breathing to come in and out. She was right, you did have a cute nose, it was similar to Charlie’s in appearance, and your ears did closely resemble the ears of a hooved forest animal. They reminded you of a mule deer's ears, the only deers you ever saw in Oregon (where your home was). Looking closer at yourself without the same level of panic your eyes moved back and forth rapidly taking in the new details of your person. Your skin all around was a sort of fawn colour, if fawn the colour could look dead. It was as if Bambi had died and his fur turned an ashier colour devoid of the warmth of active blood. That was you! Your ears were a dark blonde peppered with black, complimenting the soft blondish brown of your hair. Fingertips and nails were black, the black creeping up your arms before ending below the sleeve of your short sleeved pyjama top. You looked down and poked your foot out a bit to see if your lower limbs matched and hooray…they did.

In another world, maybe one where this was a costume, you would admit that you were cute out loud. However denial was still the leading emotion so you just slightly nodded at yourself before slowly turning around to face your gracious host once more.

“So. I’m a deer, so that’s a fun new fact…will I stay this way while I’m…here?” You winced at your admission of hell being your new place of residency.

“Yup!” Charlie replied in a chipper voice.

”And if I manage to get to heaven…will I change into something new?”

Charlie paused, the hand that was on her head had shifted to her chin, finger now tapping in pensive thought. “Hmm, I’m not sure? But from what my dad has said, humans who go up to heaven also take on forms that reflect their earthly life. Soooo you would probably stay a deer.”

”How would your dad know? Can we talk to the people in heaven?” This casual conversation was helping hasten the subsiding panic.

“Uh no. Heaven and Hell are pretty much separated all the time, except for the extermination BUT we’re working on that…My dad is Lucifer. Like the archangel!”

Your face was in obvious shock. Jaw dropped lightly and your hands came to your sternum, and you gaped at Charlie with wide eyes. “Lucifer? Like…the Devil? Satan himself?” What the actual fuck, why was your luck so cursed?

Charlie rocked back and forth on her heels, slightly grimacing from your comments before answering. “Yes, my dad is the Devil - but Satan is his own person, lots of people get them confused, much to dad’s chagrin. Lucifer Morningstar is my dad, the Devil, the King of Hell, fallen angel, and Satan is just the Lord of Wrath. It’s all very simple once you’ve been here a while.” Charlie had come to your side and wrapped her arm around your shoulders to walk you out of the bathroom. ”You should really join us downstairs for a proper tour, breakfast was over a while ago but we might be able to find some lunch in case you’re hungry.”

Your stomach rumbled at the thought of food. Was Hell just like Earth, but scarier? And redder? Would you need to get a job? Pay taxes? Oh good god, was Hell was just the worst part of living on monotonous repeat? Brutal. And certainly great punishment.

“We can work on getting you some more personal clothing later, but you are Vaggie look to be around the same size so she’s dropped off a few pieces just to get you in gear for redemption! I should probably go tell the others that you’re fine. I can’t wait for you to join us!” Charlie was so sickly sweet it was crazy to think she was the daughter of the Devil. She was too cheerful for a normal person, never mind a demon. She waved to you and said bye before closing the door as she exited.

Picking up the first couple of pieces in the donated pile, you dressed yourself in a shorter dress with a billowing skirt oh my god you have a tail ignore it ignore it ignore it and thicker grey socks that went all the way up to the middle of your thighs, covering up your black skin meeting up with the length of the dress. The dress was a softer white colour, not as bright as a crisp, new piece, this was a well loved item. No complaints, it was broken in and you were grateful for the gift. The only questionable features were the X’s that were placed directly over the nipples of the top. That was…quite the fashion statement. No time to be picky, something would be better than the pyjamas you died in. No shoes were provided so you simply walked out of the room into the hallway without.

The hallway appeared neverending from both sides, the detailed wallpaper and carpet going for visual miles. Which way was the right way? Good thing you were unconscious when you were brought up here, makes it much easier to retrace your steps. You were grateful for your giant new ears because it seemed like you could follow the sound of chatter down a hall.

Frowning, you let instinct take over and you went to the right. You were passing a door on your left and you felt the hair on your body begin to rise, a staticky sensation passing over your skin. It was a similar feeling to when you would take a giant fleece blanket out of the dryer when it was still warm. You shuddered and made an audible noise of discomfort. Thankfully it appeared that you chose the right path however, since you found yourself at a set of stairs that appeared to curve to the lower floor. You could hear the chatter clearer- “She screamed at the mirror? She’s adorable! She coulda been a worm or a giant slug or-” You shook your head, attempting to ignore the conversation you were accidentally eavesdropping on. A click was heard behind you and you whipped around to face the creature that resulted in your uncomfortable welcome to the hotel in the first place.

Alastor.

Now that he wasn’t talking and simply staring at you, analysing your being, you could really take in his face. Large, red eyes with a frightening depth to them were framed by darker red skin on his lids, his nose somehow sharp but similar to your own, his was more nose-like however. His smile was the worst part though. You were unsure of what could possibly make him smile so wide. His teeth were very large, and clean despite their colour. Strange for a person framed after a prey animal to have such sharp teeth, and you instinctively ran your tongue over your own behind your lips to discover sharper canines only, nothing comparable to the man in front of you.

In the silence his eyes narrowed and focused on you, making his face far more intimidating. Again, an unintentional shiver ran down your back and you shuddered under his gaze. You were a startled deer, caught in his frightening gaze. You were so unsure and uncomfortable with the situation that you had completely missed that he said something to you. You closed your eyes and shook your head to get out of your thoughts.

”Pardon? I’m sorry, I missed what you said there.” You admitted with crossed fingers that he would accept the apology.

”Yes, clearly. I merely asked you if you slept well! You took quite a nasty fall to the floor! Generally people know my history before I can make them faint from fear so I will accept the compliment. It appears as if my sabbatical has had very little effect on my presence.” He bowed slightly in a polite manner, arm crossing over his stomach as he did so, the other arm holding a microphone that was promptly used as a cane once he came up from his polite gesture. You had done a small curtsy in return, awkwardly grabbing the side of the small skirt to fulfil the action. He appeared to nod in acknowledgment, hopefully appreciating the polite return.

Your arms dropped back to your side as you processed what the man had said. Things were only going to continue to confuse you. This was all a nightmare, honestly.

“Now, on to a more serious matter,” He snapped his fingers, and the both of you were in a different room. Two chairs to your left were angled around a small table, the little radio featured on top of it. God damn it that fucking thing again. Farther behind one of the chairs however, the room opened into a bayou swamp environment - dark, marshy and foggy, the eerie sounds coming from it promised danger of an unknown kind. What kind of place was this? You could feel your ears flick from the ambient sounds coming from the strange forest as Alastor continued his interrogation. Walking to the antique, he asked “What were you doing with my radio, my dear?” Gesturing with his free hand to the little machine.

You essentially vomited out the story behind it, where you found it, why you were there, the reason you took it home with you. He listened intently, glancing at it once you finished your very brief history with the item. It truly wasn't a scandalous thing that you pilfered from some ritzy location, you salvaged it from a hoarder's house after it was put there by a woman with an obsession with Antiques Roadshow.

“If it is yours, why did it come here with me? Charlie said that possessions don’t follow souls into hell, but this did?” You inquired, hoping perhaps he held the answer.

Alastor became pensive “Hmmm. It is quite peculiar that it came with you. What were you doing with it? Please do not miss a single detail my dear, I am curious about our situation.

You frowned. What else other than grabbing the cord as you fell back? You listed out your actions on your fingers, reciting out loud the steps you took before your death. When you landed on the finger you paired with ‘took the back panel off-‘ he shouted a sharp ha-Hah! Confused and with a frown you continued, ending with cutting your hand on it before putting everything back together and heading to bed. Well, then dying. The actual ending.

“Are you sure that was all you did? Do not leave a single detail out, or you might regret it.” A sound attune with a record scratch sound from nowhere as you stared at the demon. Took radio home, took radio apart, bled on the radio, cleaned blood off the radio - your eyes went wide. And you silently checked off a step you missed in your story. You had cleaned blood off the symbols in the radio, the ones that looked like they themselves had been written in blood. Alastors gaze sharpened at your realisation.

“On the panel, inside the radio…” You started, “There were these symbols inside of it, I didn’t really get a good look at them before cutting my hand open,” You absentmindedly looked at your palm only to see a bright white scar where the long cut once was. Already? A Scar in hell? Alastor had stalked towards you and grabbed your hand to look at it. The air around the two of you was suffocating. It was difficult to think straight with him in front of you. And you were suddenly hyper aware of yourself, and him. Holding your hand was almost too much to handle and you tried to pull it back only for him to grip harder, nails pressing into your hand painfully. He raised his other hand palm up and held it beside yours. A matching scar was present. He frowned, though his smile was still prominent.

Dropping your hand he returned to the radio and black shadow tendrils rose from the floor and grabbed it, taking pieces off and placing the back panel of it in his hands. In silence he looked at the mess before entering into a low laugh, one that increased with each breath before he was near hysteria. His figure increased in size, antlers growing in size from his head, limbs lengthening - he swung his head to face yours as his figure started to loom over yours.

“Well my dear, we seem to have a problem” he said in a strange, distorted voice, his figure still looming. “You have compromised some old runes within my radio…it could possibly explain how you ended up here, with us, looking as you do.” Halfway through his terrifying statement he had returned to his ‘normal’ form and fluffed out the lapel of his coat as he did so. Eyes returning to yours the room became darker, and green symbols similar to the ones in the radio appeared on the floor, some appearing to raise up and float around the two of you.

“You will not mention any part of this radio or what you know of it, including where it was found or how you came into possession with it. You will not let others know of how your scar came on your person, and you certainly will not mention any of the runes you saw.” He wasn’t making a request, he was clearly demanding it. It felt as if wind was billowing his hair and coat as his eyes took on a much brighter look. ”If you do, I promise you will regret having ever come here and I will devour your soul only after a long and painful torture, am I clear?” You nodded in acknowledgement, knowing that the only reason you had not thrown up yet was the complete lack of food in your system, though the bile was resting at the back of your throat from fear.

He raised his hand to yours in a handshake motion, beckoning you with the outreached hand to join yours with his. You grabbed his hand with your own, both scars meeting in the middle, and they began to glow before he said only one word - “Deal?”

Well really, was there any other option? You nodded before he tsk-tsked your action, “I need vocal consent my dear, it is required.” The last word turning dark with static.

“Deal.” You barked out, and as soon as you responded, the room reverted back to its original state immediately. Alastor took his hand back and wiped it on the opposite sleeve. ”Excellent. You may leave now, the stairs will direct you right into the lobby. Please tell Ms. Morningstar that my afternoon has changed and I am unable to join her.” The door swung open on its own accord and black tangible tendrils of shadow had all but shoved you across the room and out the door before slamming the door shut so hard you swore the wood splintered slightly.

You paused to catch your breath, staring at the door, which you now knew led to Alastors Room. On the other side you could tell he must have been pacing back and forth, his heels clacking on the hard floors as he did so. Soon after however, it sounded as if a wild animal was throwing furniture and ripping fabric, loud screaming as it did so. Not about to stick around, you sprinted to the stairs and nearly slipped from the lack of shoes trying to place distance between you and the Demon upstairs. You kept up the pace on the main floor until you ran past an open door and caught sight of Charlie sitting on a sofa. You entered the room, out of breath and slightly sweaty from the encounter upstairs. She waved excitedly before patting the open seat beside her for you to sit as she held up an apple in her other hand. You sat, accepted the apple and took a bite before looking at the Television and promptly choking as you watched a news anchor discuss something called an ‘Extermination’, didn’t Charlie mention that upstairs?

Thankfully, once things had settled down in your head, you found yourself swept up in trust exercises, oh goody. Thankfully this spiralled into chaos and you were glad everyone had simply accepted your presence without hesitation, there were far more exciting things happening. It was especially comforting that Alastor would be keeping his promise and leaving on an outing for the day.

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I will add here, this will be a semi-slow burn. Alastor is aroace pre-reader, but with time things change. Time, magic, and forced proximity.

#alastor smut #Alastor Hazbin #Alastor x reader #Alastor slow burn #Alastor Hazbin Hotel #Alastor x OFC #Hazbin Hotel #alastorxreader #alastor x you

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kevin-ibw · 3 months

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PLEASE TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOYR HAZBIN AU

So Vox is an angel, does that change anything about him on an emotional level ? (Like when he sees religious imagery, does it make him feel anything ‘inexplicably’?) Does his one sided rivalry with Alastor stay the same ? What’s the relationship like between the three Vs? Whatre his thoughts on Velvette’s church?

Angel’s in charge of the family mafia huh? So he must be pretty powerful… Does Val still have power over him or are they on more equal footing ?

So Vox is an angel, does that change anything about him on an emotional level ? (Like when he sees religious imagery, does it make him feel anything ‘inexplicably’?)

- Any mentions of religious imagery, especially christianity, make him a bit.. twitchy, but never the less, it doesn't bother him as much.

Vox can often come off as one; "oblivious" to the fact that he's an angel It essentially became a rule in hell to not mention that fact around him. Two; "passive," but everyone associated with him knows it's a bunch of horseshit and loves to mess with people once they realize it.

Does his one sided rivalry with Alastor stay the same?

- There's still a rivalry, albiet for different reasons.

Alastor: "People always say that I strike fear in everyone's soul, *cue laugh track* Hahaha! If only I knew what it felt like, correction if only I knew what anything felt like anymore! *cue laugh track*"

One of Hell's punishments that was inflicted on Al was the inability to feel anything because he was enjoying his time a serial killer a little too much. Because of this, he becomes severely bored years to come since what's the point in causing a lot of chaos when you can't feel anything from it? Now, don't get me wrong, he's still a heavily feared overlord, but now he's just so bored with a lot of things in Hell.

But then Vox came along. He essentially puts dread in everyone's stomachs because it's very likely he's a one-way ticket to getting yourself permanently killed without a cleanse happening. Alastor actually gets intrigued by him and thus starts their rivalry, it focus less on. "Radio vs TV" and more on, "He's very dangerous and could end me for good, he's the only one the peaked my interest and perhaps maybe give me the ability to feel fear."

Sure, there are exorcists, but all of them evenually leave anyway, too squirmy and skitterish for Alastor's taste.

But Vox just strides in everywhere like he owns the place, without even a little smidge of fright and treats everything like a game.

What’s the relationship like between the three Vs? Whatre his thoughts on Velvette’s church?

- Vox & Valentino: Both have been married for fifty years and it's still counting, as seen in the show it's implied that Vox has to calm down Val a lot of the time when he has a temper, this AU switches that. SHAU!Val isn't dumb enough to let Vox's temper get the better of him, because how knows what would happen if there's a pissed off angelic overlord. (Thank the lord it doesn't happen often.)

OG!Vox butters up OG!Val

SHAU!Val does it instead

OG!Val intentionally withheld information about Alastor coming back so he could push OG!Vox's buttons

SHAU!Val doesn't even entertain the idea

Yeah, Val can be a bit trigger happy, but he's not outright suicidal.

Valentino & Velvette: Both of them hold each other in high regard but aren't as close with one other since Val doesn't focus much on social media. Valentino is a very direct guy. The only Voxtagram posts you're getting from him are photos of sinners with holy bullets in their skulls as a warning to whoever crosses him. Velvette and her little cult of followers take a step further to spread the message, too. Essentially, she's on top when it comes to information around social media.

Velvette & Vox: Both being tech savvy, they get along quite well. While Vox controls all of the internet and anything tech in hell, he's more focused on the business side of things and selling products, when a new product sells, Velvette makes it so the message spreads further.

Angel’s in charge of the family mafia huh? So he must be pretty powerful… Does Val still have power over him or are they on more equal footing ?

Since the church is used a ploy to lure more sinners into their power, Vox finds a lot of assumentment in it and often times indulges in entering the church to heighten her claims and further reel sinners in.

If anyone wants more info, please send an ask! :)

- Sadly, Angel is still under a contract with Val, fortunately though they more-or-less have respect for each other. Angel finds it hilariously ironic that he's right-hand man to a moth when he's the spider here.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel au #AU: Salvation Hotel #vox #voxval #valentino #alastor #velvette #angel dust #hazbin hotel vox #staticmoth

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fancyfeathers · 3 months

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Can we possibly get yan!paul hcs???

I would love to see how youd picture him, if not, can we have Tachihara yan hcs by chance?

OH MY GOD YES! I FUCKING LOVE PAUL AND HE DOES NOT GET TALKED ABOUT! HE HAS SO MUCH YANDERE POTENTIAL!

had to use a stage play gif lol

Paul is the definition of a protective and patronizing yandere with a touch of delusional. Hè sees his darling as a poor, weak, little thing. But yet in his eyes, she is absolutely perfect, she just doesn't know how to protect herself. He is an assassin, someone who kills people but something about being his darling's guardian angel from the shadows is just so perfect, it is the thing he was missing.

Now where the delusional bit plays in, in Strombringer he sees Chuuya as his little brother when he's not really (I mean kinda but it's hard to explain) so he sees his stalking almost as courting, he's getting to know his darling after all. But even when he can't because of being in the Port Mafia basement, he is still a Port Mafia executive, having some of his underlings follow you around and report back to him is the next best thing.

But over time he grows increasingly frustrated and envious, his subordinates get to see you but he can't. The final straw is when Paul finds out you have gotten a good job and will have to move out et Yokohama because of that. Without hesitation Paul has you kidnapped by his subordinates, of course he never told them about his relations with you, it is none of their business. So in the middle of the night you hear footsteps and then someone bash you on the side of your head before you can even get out of bed.

The next thing you realize you're waking up in a dark, concrete, room, it's nicely furnished but still not where you would want to be. Behind the metal door, that seems to be the only entry and exit, you can hear yelling about how "you were to rough" and "did you see the bruise you left on her head? It's as big as my hand!" You are left shaking at this, wondering what is going to happen to you. Then you hear more muffled speaking following by the shuffling of feet. Then the door unlocks with a click and they’re standing in the door frame is a handsome man to say the least but also the man behind your kidnapping.

When he sees you panicked he doesn't understand why you are, he did this for you, to keep you safe from the outside world that wants to hurt you. Even if he doesn't understand that won't stop him from wrapping his arms around you and kissing your tears away, telling you everything will be alright.

Honestly life with Paul isn't bad, he tries to keep life as normal as possible, despite you never seeing the light of day again. He lets you have full reign of the "house", knowing full well if you try anything he can easily stop you either physically or with his ability. So you can make yourself food with knifes, shave, and have access to other sharp objects but try to use them against him, ha nice try. Also with that good luck picking the locks on the door, by the time you finish he'll notice or his subordinates standing guard outside of it will.

Also if you think him being fluffy and sweet to you will mean your family and friends are safe, think again. He killed the Flags, Chuuya’s friends, so if your friends or family get close to finding out where you are or what happened he’ll snap his fingers and have them either killed or brought to him and killed by his hands. He never lets you see the people or the bodies, but from behind the door you would hear the screams and voices of your family, your friends, and then see Paul come back, covered in their blood. He’ll smile at you, kiss your head, and go off to clean himself up while you just sit there is utter shock and horror.

#yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #yandere bsd #yandere paul verlaine #yandere paul verlaine x reader #paul verlaine x reader

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starrclown · 5 months

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☆Helluva Boss's human world I fear will cause problems in Hazbin☆

Matey's I feel like there is a issue we don't talk about. Helluva Boss's human world. Obviously the human world is supposed to resemble our world, it's Earth after all. This is the issue. What's the one thing about the people that could cause problems? The humans are insanely stupid.

(I wanna point out Random Game Critics video on Helluva Boss Season 2 episode 5. Bomb YouTube channel by the way, check him out he's funny. He points out that he believes that Helluva Boss's humans are so dumb to mimic Invader Zim. Incase you didn't know Moxxie's voice actor is Richard Horvitz, the voice actor who played Zim. Invader Zim is also Vivziepop's favorite cartoon. This is a theory I can absolutely believe.)

The humans on Earth are insanely stupid. The humans don't relize that demons are among them even though I.M.P does not disguise themselves. Martha was able to recognize I.M.P, the other humans cannot. The two inventors are also insanely goofy and cartoon like. The humans are insanely goofy and stupid. That's where I fear the problems could come in.

5 out of the 6 main casts in Hazbin Hotel were people. Alastor died in 1933, Angel Dust died in 1947, Nifty died in the 50's, Husk died in the 70's, and Vaggie died in 2014. I fear how goofy the human world is could affect the lives of the characters. And you could argue, "Oh, the humans are in OUR time period! 2020 to the modern day! We are pretty silly so it could be making fun of that!" Which yes, that could be it. Which is still a problem considering Vaggie died in 2014 and all the other sinners that died in the 2000's. While Helluva Boss could be making fun of modern day it's still a issue considering more modern day sinners. Also, some of the goofy humans are pretty old. Here, Lyle and Loopy. While we don't know how old they were when they accidentally aged themselves up but they looked to be in early to late 30's to 40's. That would mean they were born in 80's to 90's. That's pretty close to some of the sinners we know in the show died. (Velvette, Valentino, Husk.)

Another issue I have is the concept of what humans can do. If sinners are supposed to be mysterious that could possibly make deals with humans then the humans should be more realistic right? While we dont know if demons can communicate with humans but there always is a possibility. Mind you, Lyle and Loopy made a machine that could reverse your age. That's not realistic at all. And yes I know I know, it's a cartoon, and Helluva Boss and Hazbin won't reference each other but it's still a issue. The reason I have such a issue with this is because you have to remeber some of these characters lived through horrific events.

(Also let me get on record that I don't think that Vivziepop will make fun of horrific events. I'm stating this because if the humans are this goofy, I'm scared of how she'll treat the TIME PERIOD of the horrific event. Get it? Like seriously, Alastor, depending on how dark his skin was, would still go through segragation and racism considering his time period. Angel Dust could also be a person of color, so could Husk. Nifty and Vaggie were confirmed poc, Japanese and Salvadoran respectively. Like Angel and Husk, both are queer in different ways. Both would be HEAVILY discriminated against. Also, Angel's mafia background. Incase you guys don't know, homosexuality in the Italian mob is HEAVILY discriminated against and looked down apon. Recently Italian mobsters are allowed to be gay but they can still get beat up and killed for "flaunting" it. If Angel's family is as mean as Vivzie has described them then there is no way Angel would be able to be feminine in anyway, or show any "gay traits." Seriously this was the 1940's. Thats whne the bible had the bible changed to 'man shall not lay with boy' to 'man shall not lay with man' I hope Vivzie remembers the time period these characters came from because their backgrounds could affect the way they are and how OTHER people treated them.

Like here, Alastor, Angel, Nifty (depending on when she was born.), Husk, and Vox, lived through The Great Depression, 1929- 1939. Hell, Angel, Nifty, Vox, and . lived through World War 2. (There's also a theory that Angel could have been in the war. Same thing with Husk and Vietnam. If they choose to go down that route I hope they treat it with respect. It would also need EXTRA care considering if Angel was in the war he's ya know gay and World War 2 discriminated agaisnt ALOT of people. Jews, gays, trans, poc, disabled people.)

Seriously there is just alot of fucked up stuff that went on during these characters lives and I hope that the human world in Hazbin Hotel is more serious than Helluva Boss.

(Vivzie stans please don't attack me, I just wanted to state my worries. Also! Guess what's next? MY IMAGE of what Hazbin Hotel characters could have looked like as humans. I wanna just teach people alittle but about the time periods these characters feom and a few small headcannons. Look out for that!! Bye Matey's!!)

- ⭐️StarClown⭐️

#Hazbin Hotel critique #hazbin hotel criticism #helluva boss #hazbin hotel #helluva boss critical #helluva boss criticism #Vivzie please treat these characters backgrounds with respect 🙏

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yuwumeniji · 1 year

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Sick Days w/ Luxiem

Don't come any closer! What if you catch my cold?

WARNING: Please remember that I am writing about Luxiem based on their characters online and not of the people behind their vtuber avatars, thank you!

EXTRA NOTES: lmao i've been feeling so lethargic lately,,, inspiration struck..... also not proofread as usual lmao

Let's set the stage!

Established relationships between the reader and the luxiem boys

Overall self-indulgence

the reader is the one sick in this scenario

MORE UNDER THE CUT!

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IKE EVELAND

the type of person to nurse you back to health very well, like you'd think he's a nursing student or something like that

ike "i literally can't take care of myself" eveland goes above and beyond when it comes to you

do you want blankets? porridge(or soup, idk your choice)? maybe a little massage? ike will do anything within his power to make sure you are well rested

he also uses the time to spend time by your bed as well - he makes it sound like you're dying and he's spending your remaining hours together in bed (with him on the side)

"y/n, i can't believe you're leaving me so soon *sniffles into a tissue*"

"ike, i literally just have a cold"

"IS THERE ANYTHING YOU NEED DEAR?"

you're also forced to listen to his literary rants like, you're bedridden - the perfect victim proofreader for his manuscripts

there is a 50/50 chance he catches your cold (he also expects to be babied if that is the case)

LUCA KANESHIRO

"BABE ARE YOU DYING ??? *pien*"

"Luca, it's only a cold, i'm fine?"

"BEING SICK UNPOG !!!"

he acts as if it is the end of the world even if you sneeze - how much more if you're sick sick ???

he does baby you a little too much, even if his intentions were pure, he somehow manages to make you feel even more tired with the cold - but it's cute watching him try

he tries to mimic what the mafia members did when he was sick as a child, and he often made phone calls back home to check if he did the right thing; in fact, a lot of the family servants offered to step in for him, but he says that because you're his love, he has to be the one who takes care of you (it brought tears to the kaneshiro servants' eyes)

"ARE YOU COLD?" he doesn't cover you with more blankets, instead, he hugs you - he once heard somewhere that human body warmth is warmer than the thickest, most warmest of blankets and thought that it was true.

he's a little noisy too - you overheard a few pots and pans falling about because he was a bit too frantic in finding the right things

they say idiots can't catch colds and somehow, luca proved it to be right (endearing). however he does get the sniffles

MYSTA RIAS

he's actually an angel, like, sent from the gods and everything

after living alone for quite sometime, mysta is used to being sick on his own, so he uses whatever methods from then for you

because you're sick, his meals actually taste good - and he would melt if you said that

"Are you feeling a little cold? C'mere."

god he knows about the "body warmth" thing too and holy hell is he warm. once his arms were around you, you half expected him to do something pervy, but he didn't. he just hugged you, peacefully. he really wanted to make sure you were warm enough (he also just wanted to use you as a body pillow and fell asleep faster than you did)

you can't tell if it's because you're sick or it's because he's a little more romantic than usual - he's normally on the brash side, but even then, this is quite heart-fluttery

he definitely catches your cold. and complains about it (he wants to be babied by you too)

SHU YAMINO

he relied on wiki-how to learn how to take care of a sick person,,, don't @ me on this one... and then maybe called his mom and asked how to take care of a sick person. even with his knowledge, he can be quite the clumsy person

as a sorcerer, he takes pretty good care of his health - i mean with the profession, there are a lot more life-threatening things than a little cold, so he doesn't experience one quite often

he was half expecting something to appear out of thin air when he heard you sneeze

"Would putting this drink in my chicken mug make you feel better?"

he's so cute trying to run around the house to find things that would soothe the pain without having to use his magic (i mean if he could use his magic, he would)

he calls his mom to ask her what kind of foods to give to a sick person while you were asleep - you best know that his mom later tells you the next time you meet his family

he doesn't catch your cold at all - his health is at tip top shape

VOX AKUMA

"what do you mean i can't touch you :( "

"vox.."

"it's from the show! you know you should trust things from a tv show!"

vox is banned from entering your bed to cuddle with you - he pretends to know about the "body warmth" thing mentioned earlier from movies, but in reality he's just a very touchy-feely demon and can't stay away from you

even so, out of all the members, he knows how to take care of a sick person to the point it makes you wonder if he was a doctor or a nurse during his years wandering earth

food? he's literally a 5 star michelin chef and you could feel your sickness go away with just one bite

need to be cooler? warmer? he's got your back (literally, with a wet towel if need be) ((or a thicker blanket))

bored? he'll tell you a story of his past and even tucks you into bed before starting

he never catches your cold ever - a demon like him could withstand arrows and a measly cold will not take him down (also he becomes the biggest baby who needs to be coddled if he gets sick)

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edgeray · 1 month

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Arlecchino Oneshot Poll

Wassup gaymers Some of the concepts in the poll I already have something in mind (explanations will be down below.) If you have other ideas feel free to ask, dm, or reply to me!! I'm free to all ideas (but only if they're AUs. I don't know genshin lore, sorry). I'm looking at what people may want the most though order will vary *not* on the popularity. If an idea interests me especially, I'll write it regardless of the poll results. Currently I have 1 wip arlecchino oneshot, and hopefully it should be done and posted this Wednesday. Again, the winning concept may not necessarily be written first so select which one sounds the most interesting to you!!

Alright, explanation time. This is gonna be really long, some concepts are fully fleshed out, plot and all, and some only have the barest idea I'll accept NSFW ideas too, but they won't be written for a while if they are explicit smut. I can write suggestive. Mafia AU:

Mafia! Arlecchino x Exotic Dancer! Reader - A Part 2 to my published Arlecchino Oneshot "Late Night Devil, Put Your Hands on Me." Link is here if you want to read it.

Either a separate Mafia AU! oneshot. I don't have any ideas, but I'm honestly open with any ideas. Rival mafia leaders Arlecchino and Reader? I'm looking for more ideas of this potential AU.

Demon AU/ Angel AU:

Demon! Arlecchino / Demon! Reader - This idea is heavily based off of the plot of the manga Black Butler. In summary, a human summons a demon to help them achieve their goal in exchange for selling their soul for the demon to eat after their goal is accomplished. In the case for Black Butler, the main character of the series summons a demon for revenge, and the demon has to serve as his butler, following all of his orders like what a butler does. This oneshot idea would follow the same premise of the demon being a butler(buttress) to the human that summons them, and the demon would do whatever it is that the human wants. I can see either character for this role, hence why either Arlecchino or Reader could be the demon. (So either you boss around Arlecchino or Arlecchino bosses you around 🤭).

Demon! Arlecchino x Angel! Reader - Demon! Arlecchino becomes obsessed with Angel! Reader during a war between the two races. Centuries after the war's conclusion, she researches and learns how humans are able to fall in love and form a bond. Wanting to replicate this with you (to make you hers) despite how forbidden and impossible it is. Demons and angels can't feel love (romantic, familial, or platonic) nor feel human empathy. She lures you in to a trap to force a bond, and the bond is successful, making the two of you the first of either species to fall in love. You're not so happy about this as Arlecchino is.

Fallen Angel! Arlecchino x Human! Reader - Arlecchino becomes the first angel to fall from grace and lose one of her wings, and unfortunately (or fortunately) for you, you're the first human she comes across. You introduce her to the human realm, all while running from power hungry demons that want a taste of Arlecchino's powers and revenge thirsty angels who wants to make her pay for her treason.

Succubus! Arlecchino x Human! Reader - A succubus is basically a sex demon. Take that as you will.

Vampire AU:

Vampire! Arlecchino - You literally can never go wrong with Vampire! Arlecchino. She's perfect for this, and there's so many ways it can go. Either you're her mortal lover, or you're her newest victim, or she's your vampiric partner in crime when it comes to terrorizing humans. Need I say more? There's just too many good ideas for this.

Vampire Hunter! Arlecchino x Vampire! Reader - Hear me out. (While I won't describe it here, there's probably going to be some Dead Dove: Do Not Eat vibes in here.) I have like an entire plot for this. You can ask @servalisms to confirm (ty for letting me rant to you about this, sev, love you 😊). This idea could be a fucking book. Moving onto the actual explanation, you're a young and inexperienced vampire that's caught the eye of vampire hunter! Arlecchino. Never having seen a more beautiful human, you become obsessed in the moment you spot her, wanting nothing more but to experience the taste of her. When she has you pinned down and incapacitated effortlessly, she notices how... compliant you are. Finding some amusement and some potential benefits from this, she spares you. From this point on, you become a pet of Arlecchino: her obedient lap dog and her protective guard dog. You are her weapon as much as you are her toy (but never a lover, unless...?) and even though you're a vampire, you've dedicated your being to her. I'm really excited about this one as it's been cooking for a while.

Modern AU:

This isn't one that I've planned out as much as the other ones, but there's a lot of different ideas that I can just spitfire into a bullet-point list:

CEO! Arlecchino x Employee! Reader (I recommend not hooking up with your boss irl)

Professor! Arlecchino x College Student! Reader (Guys, please don't hook up with your professors irl, that is a bad idea)

Police Officer!/ Dectective! Arlecchino x Criminal! Reader(I don't know, this was just random lmfao) -

Barista! Arlecchino (Also random) -

Domestic! Arlecchino - just some domestic fluff with Arlecchino :)

Highschool / College AU? - self-explanatory

Gentleman Thief! Arlecchino x Detective! Reader - Wouldn't consider this apart of a Modern AU, but I didn't know where else to put it. The only reasoning I have for this is because I want Arlecchino to leave roses at each crime scene for you to find and flirt shamelessly with you.

Soul Mate AU - Because when has a Soul Mate AU ever gone wrong. (This might be angsty :))

(Please give me ideas for Modern AU! because I'm seriously lacking some ideas for it!)

Hybrid AU:

Quite literally if I stuck animal/creatures features onto either you or Arlecchino. Honestly, let your ideas go free with that-- there's just a lot I could write about. Reader could be a million different animals. However, for Arlecchino, here's the ideas I have. I also haven't thought much of these beyond wanting to pet Arlecchino's fluffy ears or see her have cute animalistic quirks/behaviors.

Snow Leopard! Arlecchino / White Panther! Arlecchino / White Tiger! Arlecchino / Artic Fox! Arlecchino (this idea was courtesy of @megistusdiary, hope you don't mind the tag?) who would have the softest ears and the cutest purrs! I'd imagine she can also transform into different forms of her animal as well, so imagine just snuggling up with Arlecchino as a baby kit! Dragon! Arlecchino x Human! Reader - I found this idea from pigeonpeach's blog (don't wanna tag). Instead of restating what's already said, I'll just link to one of her posts here. If I were to write this, it'll probably be based off of this. Dragon Rider! Arlecchino x Dragon Transformer! Reader - Look. I want Arlecchino to ride me in more ways than 1, but I'll settle for this way.

Anyways, that should be all of it. Phew, that was a lot. Are you still even here? Reminder that none of these will have explicit smut if it's going to be posted soon! I do plan on posting NSFW oneshots in the future, but not now! So again, if you do have NSFW ideas, feel free to send :).

#arlecchino x reader #arlecchino x you #arlecchino #genshin arlecchino #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact fanfics #genshin x reader #genshin x you #arleccino genshin #genshin impact fic #edgeray.blog #edgeray.rambles #edgeray.writes

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hellsglocken · 1 month

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I made AU ref sheets (WHOW)

anyways I feel like this is a good occasion to lay down the foundations of this AU :3

lets start with our dear Catman cause I did his ref sheet first and put significantly more effort in it cause I had significantly more energy

now MOVING On husky boy husk husk husk his story didnt change a lot, maybe the timeframe is a bit smaller but yeah

went to hell

became an overlord quickly gambling with souls

but yk every winning streak has come to an end and liars and cheaters are abundant in hell so he falls from grace again real quick

makes a deal with alastor to safe himself

he mets angel bartending the hotel as angel decided to visit it out of curiosity and scooping out possibilities of an business deal/ alliance with alastor due to the constant street wars with the Vees that they both have beef with

(I will update this further as the story progresses, as not to spoil the fun)

design wise, I just gave him cat legs cause they look cool

Now Angel beloved, he has MUCH more canon changes than husk does so lets get right to it :>

He never left his mafia family, but instead took it over with his brother after his dad got murked in an extermination

Angel is the face, Arackniss is the business, constantly concerned over his brothers recklessness

they have a monopoly on drugs

constant gang wars between them and the Vees due to the Vees selling love potions which are a drug and are interfering with their business

Angel meets husk scooping out the hotel for an possible alliance with alastor after him returning and also having beef with the Vees

(I will update this further as the story progresses, as not to spoil the fun)

didnt really change anything on his design so yeah

#hazbin hotel #angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #huskerdust #overlord angel dust #hazbin #hazbin angel dust #hazbin arackniss #hazbin fat nuggets #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel art #hazbin hotel fandom #hazbin art #hazbin alastor

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mason-gaylord · 2 months

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Hazbin Hotel Theory

Recently I've been trying to figure out why some characters have two black scleras, and why some only have one.

Hazbin Hotel spoilers below

Examples of one black sclera

Examples of two black sclera

My first theory is that it may have to do with their souls being sold. One black sclera means that their soul IS sold, but there are conditions in the contract in which the person may still have some sort of freedom. Like Angel Dust. His contract dictates that Valentino can do whatever he wants with Angel inside of the studio, meaning outside of it Angel is free to do whatever HE wants. This is why in Episode 6 he's able to talk back to Valentino and not get killed.

This then would mean that two black sclera means that the sold soul is under complete control from the buyer, giving the reason as to Husker's small monologue in Episode 1 about Alastor forcing him to be at the hotel, despite Alastor calling it a "favor" in the pilot.

But there's a problem with this theory. If Husk sold his soul to Alastor, then how come in this flashback in Episode 4 he's got both black sclera?

Maybe it signifies something else. Like exposure to soul contracts.

This leads to my second theory. As we see from Alastor on multiple occasions, he does in fact, have two black sclera when he's using a lot of his power. What if the black sclera comes from the purchase of a soul? Then that explains Husk's scleras as an overlord and why Angel and the little lizard boy at Voxtech only have one. They sold their souls for something. Angel's reason likely being fame, having been in the gutter more than once, as he mentions to Cherry in Episode 6 while being protective of Niffty.

But what about the overlords who own souls and don't have black eyes?

Well, it's very possible that these overlords came into the ownership of the souls by different means than purchasing them. Like a pawn shop. The soul is held as collateral until they are paid back. If they're never paid back then they keep the soul and, by proxy, own that person. Or, they could exchange them like a premium currency for goods and services from other overlords. Then the person who did not buy the soul still owns it. Or, these other overlords, like Alastor, hide their black scleras. Perhaps Husk and the few background characters I've shown above, like the mummy lizard lady, use them as some sort of statement, saying "Yeah, I've owned souls. Try me, I dare ya." but only the ones who've meddled with owning souls before really understand.

But what about the people of Canibal town? Their eyes are completely black!

That brings me to my third and final theory! It is also my favorite one.

Perhaps the blackness of their eyes has absolutely nothing to do with buying or selling souls! But instead has to do with how dirty that soul became from sinning in their lives. I've seen theories and headcanons all over the place saying that Angel Dust was part of a Mafia family. With that in mind, his one black sclera could signify that he did one sinful thing that was absolutely awful. Let's say a singular murder. That means all of the sinful acts he's done in his life came after his death and after he arrived in hell. After that arrival, he probably believed his afterlife was hopeless and that he had no reason to be a good person anymore. Many people believe that Alastor was a serial killer during his lifetime so that could constitute for his sclera. The same goes for Husk if he was addicted to gambling and it led him down a road of much worse things. And as we see with many of the background characters, their eyes are all different, so the idea it depends on their life choices really holds up.

That's why I'd also like to bring up Sir Pentious. During his time in hell, his eyes are red with black slits. Then in Heaven, his eyes have what I believe to be the default for everyone in Heaven or Hell. Muted yellow sclera and red or pink iris and pupil. This means, he has, in fact, cleansed his soul by overcoming his pride by confessing to Cherry Bomb and then sacrificing himself for those he cared about.

also, his teeth are cleaner but we aren't talking about that

But that's all I got! Lemme know if ya'll have any tidbits you wanna add and feel free to reblog this with anything you have on these theories or others on the subject.

#hazbin hotel #it's just a theory #SPOILERS #hazbin hotel husk #angel dust #sir pentious #alastor the radio demon #susan

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i-cant-sing · 2 years

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I'm on my knees begging for even the crumbs you dropped on the floor for ANYTHING related to the Todoroki Mafia AU 😩

What do you want me to say???? I mean, all I can think about is reader being the most naive, most kind hearted person ever and when she falls for Katsuki and overheard him say to your brothers that he "would never love a spoiled brat like you, especially one that comes from the dirty bloodline of Todoroki clan-", you're just so broken.

Your father finds you in your bed, sobbing your little heart out and it just- the sight shatters him. Of course he takes you in his arms and assures you that Katsuki doesn't know what he's talking about, that he surely will fall in love with you- is already in love with you, he's juts in denial, he's shy to admit his feelings because of the animosity between the two families.

And when Enji threatens Katsuki to fucking behave and pretend that he's in love with you, Katsuki does for 1 sinister reason only.

To gain your trust and then break you. And thereby, break your family.

So when Katsuki is let out of the basement, he sees you in the kitchen for the first time, frantically running about and fussing over the dishes with the help.

"No, no this is too bland!" "But ma'am, you don't eat spicy food." "Yes, but Katsuki likes his food extra spicy! Add more chilli oil."

Were you- Were you actually fussing over food for him? Katsuki was taken aback.

As soon as your eyes spotted him, you yelped and turned around, quickly taking a paper towel to wipe off your sweat and fixing your hair before turning around.

"K-Katsuki! Welcome! You're just in time for lunch!" You'd seat him down and serve him the dish you'd made, watching him eat it with a worried expression.

Katsuki did not expect it to be this good. And had your name not have Todoroki in it, he would have wifed you up right then and there.

However, Katsuki did something else. He pulled you down next to him and forced you to take a few bites too. You did so, if only to please him (and to convince him that it wasn't poisoned.)

Within a few minutes, your lips had swollen up from the burning spice and your face had become red and sweaty as you huffed and puffed. Katsuki would never admit it, but the sight of your puffy red lips made him want to sink his teeth into them and make you cry from the pain.

(From then on, he made sure to make you eat more spicy food)

Katsuki had also discovered that you were somewhat of a worrywart when it came to this "relationship". You were quite conscious about his likes and dislikes, making sure everything was up to his standards, going above and beyond to make him happy, even if it hurt yourself sometimes.

And yes, Katsuki did take advantage of it sometimes. He made you break rules that hour family had set for you, like staying up late and sneaking out with him with no guards. Or drinking alcohol, when you didn't even like it. Or showing you how to use guns when your family never even allowed you to touch one.

The worst of all was when you'd defend Katsuki against your family, take his side, get in between when Dabi was punching Katsuki. It scared your family, how willing you were to go against them for Katsuki. And how quickly Katsuki was changing you from being a naive angel to a mischief like him.

Katsuki thought he was winning, thought his plan was working. And it was, right up until you came to his room at night with a bag and car keys. You lead him outside of the house through a secret passage way, where a getaway car was waiting for him. Katsuki thought you were running away with him.

"Go now."

"What? You're not coming along?"

You tilted your head in confusion. "No, why would I?"

"Because...you're in love with me?" Katsuki replied.

You smiled, and Katsuki saw your eyes getting glossy. "Yes, precisely. I am in love with you. But you're not in love with me." Katsuki was taken aback, but you continued before he could say anything. "Its okay. I guess, I knew it for quite some time. I just didn't want to admit it. However, I've realised that this would be unfair to you. I do love you, probably always will. But that is my problem, not yours. So, go now. Ive made sure the car is untraceable so you can drive off safely. My brothers are not home and Fuyumi is dead asleep and Dad's busy working in his study so no one will follow you."

He's still confused. "But you love me."

You smiled sadly, as tears finally fell down your cheek. You closed the gap between you two and kissed him briefly.

"Goodbye, Katsuki." And with that, you turned and went back inside your house, leaving Katsuki outside dumbfounded.

Ain't no way he's NOT in love with you now! Not after that kiss.

Katsuki drives away with his mind clouded by you. How could you so selfless, so amazing, SO FUCKING CUTE!?! He's raging as he comes to his home, breaking stuff as he's conflicted by his emotions.

Why is his heart hurting now?! Why is he having all these love dovey feelings bubbling up in him?!WHY WHY WHY-

Back home, after you told your family that you let Katsuki go because you're not in love with him anymore, they're all relieved. Sure, they know that you're lying because they can't see the usual spark in your eyes anymore, but they're sure that they can help you return to your old self in no time.

Cue Enji giving you his card and your siblings booking you a holiday and shopping sprees.

Years pass by and you've gotten over Katsuki by now, coming to terms with your life and enjoying it with being the little baby of your family. You're sleeping in your bed one night when suddenly someone slaps a hand over your mouth, startling you.

"Dont scream." They say before injecting you with something, effectively knocking you out.

When you wake up, you're in an unfamiliar room, in an unfamiliar bed. You turn to your side, only to find him.

Katsuki.

He was sleeping next to you, his usually angry and annoyed expressions replaced with peace and calm. Perhaps it was the way the light hit his face, making his blonde hair shine, his long eyelashes barely resting on his cheek, his pink lips slightly parted, it all made him look irresistible. Without realising, you'd reached out to touch his cheek.

"You done checking me out?" You squeaked as you heard his gruff voice, pulling his hand back, but he immediately grabbed it and placed it back on his cheek. "Didn't tell you to stop." Katsuki said, as he finally opened his eyes, his brilliant red eyes glaring at you.

"I- I'm sorry?" You offered, but Katsuki just rolled his eyes before kissing your palm.

"Just go back to sleep, idiot." He said closing his eyes again. You almost did, before realising that this isn't your home.

"Um- Katsuki?" He hummed. "Uh- um, I- why am I here? What did you do?"

"You're here because I want you to be here."

"Huh?"

"Because you're in love with me."

"Well actually- um, I kinda got over-"

"Dont you fucking say it." He growled. "You think you're not in love with me, you think you've gotten over me because your family brainwashed you to think so." He pulled you closer until your face was few centimetres apart. "I will protect you from them. I will make you love me again. I fucking love you too, you idiot." And with that he kissed you.

Youre not in love with him anymore, but Katsuki has lost sleep because of you over the past few years and while he won't say that he's love with you a lot, he's gaslight himself into believing that he's kidnapped you to save you from your vile family.

In short, blonde here is now a yandere.

#yandere katsuki bakugou #yandere katsuki bakugo #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #yandere dabi #yandere katsuki #yandere bakugo #yandere todoroki clan #yandere endeavor

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beeskneesshots · 3 months

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Rollo HC for silver bullet au

Rollo is either a decetive who’s trying to crack down on the big 7 while coming from a family who used to be in the mafia circle or he currently is the leader for Noble bell that “works for the people” and has quite a decent sized territory (AKA a front, a charity group in public but in the shadows it operates the same as all the other groups) He finds it to be a necessary evil.

He has a history with NRC, particularly Diasomnia, Ignihyde and Octavinelle. RSA is also not spared, regardless if they're the police in this world or another gang with more morals. The attacks tend to be silent and hard to pin point.

He visits the bar pretty early in the hours to not meet too many of the other gang members. Always ask for red wine but sometimes let Yuu surprise him.

Rollo first discovered Yuu in the city, helping out a poor old lady with their groceries, next time he saw them in the park, patching up a kid who has scraped their knee and then after he found them in a small alleyway, feeding stray cats.

His own people found clues on their whereabouts and discovered that Yuu had their own bar that, coincidentally, the big 7 frequently visits. Some of them even have their own special drinks that they make for them only. His right-hand man even informed him that they are more in the mud then he thought.

Does he see them as an angel? a pure being that is forced to comply to the devils commands, that need shelter away from the darkness that looms over Night Raven districts. Or are they just as filthy as them? Just as much as the devil filled with greed and hate as the others? Despite it all, he can't turn away.

There is something about Yuu, something about their laughter the old lady's joke brought out of them, that gentle smile they gave the kid after brief scolding and that tenderness that the cats got to bask in that he can't forget. Rollo isn't afraid to get his hands dirty if there's a purpose for it and saving Yuu is just as much as a cause that getting rid of the filth of the world is.

Do tell him if anyone bothers you, he can silence them. Need a break? That's fine, his humbly abode is always welcome for you.

You're safe in his arms.

#yandere #rollo flamm #silver bullet au #twst #twisted wonderland #i couldn't decide what he role he would have so..yeah #for my own amusement he would 100% talk about gardening with Yuu and they will have a lengthy coversation #rollo flamme

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blue-rose-soul · 2 months

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Arghg I love your au!

I was wondering how public the knowledge Alastor’s and Lucifer’s relationship would go?

In other posts the other hotel residents find out but I’d imagine Alastor wouldn’t want this to get out as it might not be good for his image (and not wanting someone like Vox finding out). But I also can’t imagine Charlie or Lucifer (or really any of the residents) being all that discreet.

Arghg thank you! Much appreciated!

With Lucifer now a permanent fixture at the hotel and Charlie becoming increasingly involved in the destabilization of Heaven's foundation, the secret does have an expiration date. Particularly once Lucifer himself learns Alastor's his son. I don't think that any of the hotel residents would go spilling it, since they're a pretty tight knit group. So far, only Angel Dust is really shown to have a social life outside of the hotel, and I think he of all people knows how important it is to keep a tight lid on certain family secrets, given he was a gay man in a mafia family in the 40s. Frank might, but he says insane shit all the time. Possibly Adam if he returns as a sinner, and if Vaggie doesn't punch his teeth into the back of his throat first.

I imagine his guilt over not being there for Alastor when he was a kid, the revelation that Alastor nearly died fighting Adam, and Alastor's lingering wound and broken staff would lead Lucifer to be a tad protective. Alastor, on the other hand, would prefer to go about his normal routine as though nothing's changed. Vox is very actively trying to tear down his reputation, so it's more important than ever that Alastor show his face in public so everyone knows he's as strong and dangerous as ever. Lucifer's hovering doesn't help with that. With cocky sinners trying to take their shot, and the Vees scheming, Lucifer only clings tighter, and Alastor fights harder to prove he's unaffected.

I can see either Vox finding out the truth through his stalking, or by making some overt move against Alastor that forces Lucifer to step in to protect him. Either way, once Vox knows, it's only a matter of time before the rest of the Pride Ring does. And the public blows up over it.

Alastor's famous for being the only mortal soul to manifest in hell with such incredible power. Only, he's not a mortal soul after all! He's a royal bastard masquerading as one. No wonder he's helping out at Charlie's stupid hotel. Obviously he has a soft side towards his sister! Suddenly he's not the Radio Demon anymore. He's just the Devil's Bastard.

The carefully cultivated reputation Alastor has built suffers a heavy blow. Although Lucifer is undoubtedly the most powerful being in Hell, the sinners don't have much respect for him as a ruler. They don't so much fear his power as the idea of it, since he hasn't really done much with it in his time as King of Hell. There's no real prestige to be gained from the relation. Plus, a very large part of Alastor's power came from the mystique behind his rise. The reason was so feared was because nobody knew how he was as powerful as he was, and now that there's an explanation, he loses that. Needless to say, he's not holding up so well when the truth comes out to the public. (Cue another dramatic musical monologue.)

Knowing what jerks the people of Hell are, you can imagine the field day the news would have. Lucifer gets ripped apart by Katie Killjoy for being a no-good husband on top of being a no-good king, people are questioning whether Alastor's really as fearsome as he pretends to be, and the Vees are trying to find a way to spin this to their advantage. Lucifer's panicking - it's not like he was embarrassed of Alastor or so he says, but he wanted to be the one to tell Lilith, not have it get back to her like this - and Alastor feels like he's being strangled - by his deal, by the public response, by Charlie and Lucifer. He needs to do something to fix this, but the situation is spiraling ever out of his control.

#ask #anonymous #Hazbin Hotel #the Devil's Bastard AU #Alastor #Lucifer Morningstar #Alastor's not having a good time #tbh no one really is #Valentino offhandedly jokes that Vox should have tried harder to get Alastor on their side #but Vox somewhat agrees with the assessment #one silver lining is that the Vees do reluctantly pull back the pressure they've been putting on Alastor #bc they need to reassess this new information #on the one hand it doesn't seem like Alastor and Lucifer are exactly on good terms #on the other the other they all watched Lucifer wreck the first man's shit live #as much as Vox is reveling in the damage done to Alastor's persona he's not pleased that Alastor essentially has an unbreachable shield now

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Mafia Kara would protect his s/o with his life! If anyone so much lays a finger on them, it’s on!

And the best part? He does it with finesse. So smooth with it most people don't even see the threat he truly is coming. He's not a tactician the way Choromatsu is, nor is he abrasive and headstrong like The Don (Oso), but he plays to his strengths of having a silver tongue and knowing exactly how to throw people off enough to get the upper hand. No one ever suspects his showboat-y persona has far more depth than what he gives them. For example...

You're minding your business at your workplace, taking care of the tasks assigned to you and thinking your day as normal as it comes. You take care of your customers, who thank you and move about their day when you've done all you can do for them.

Except one. One asshole who eyes you in the establishment, as he's done a number of times before. He strikes up a conversation with you, compliments you, very overtly flirts with you. You try to stick to your usual routine: stay polite and professionally aloof. Only this time - this time he grabs your wrist, asking where you're going when you try to excuse yourself to assist other patrons. He insists on getting your number, "C'mon, what's one date huh? I'm a lot of fun y'know!" before winking and dragging your toward him. The discomfort is visible on your face, and you move to take your wrist back, but his grip is nearly suffocating. You toy with the idea of smacking him off of you, but before you can even lay that to execution, he screams in sheer agony.

You blink, confused at first, but looking up gives you the answer you're looking for: the creep's opposite wrist is being bent back at a painfully awkward angle, the muscle and bone almost threatening to pop in the grasp of the man behind him. Dressing in a finely tailored black Italian cut suit with a royal blue button down to compliment it was your beloved. Second son to the Matsuno mafia family, Karamatsu. He yanks the guy away from you in one strong tug, whirling him around with his arm pressed behind his back to face the door of your establishment.

"Non non, speaking to my angel that way is reprehensible."

His tone is playful, almost like he's joking with the guy, but the press of cold, solid steel into his back is anything but. Karamatsu leans in, bachelor-esque bravado hardening into a deadpan stare straight ahead over his opposite's shoulder, ice crawling into his vocal chords. He speaks only loud enough for the man to hear him, "You'd bode well to never come back here...or the three in this chamber will go directly into your spine, capisce?"

The man takes off running, terrified of how easily his life just hung on the balance. As soon as he's gone, you're met with a look of pure adoration from Karamatsu, having done a complete 180 knowing that you're safe now. His hands cup your cheeks, his lips press a kiss to your forehead. "Light of my life, how happy I am to see your brilliance once more!"

You giggle at his poetic greeting, "Hi my love, you're back sooner than you said. Would you like some espresso?"

He takes a seat nearby at an empty table, "Ah, my darling, I couldn't spare another moment without your presence. If I'm gone from you too long, surely I would wither away, cara mia." You set down a cup of espresso for him, along with some sugar and cream (he takes his on the sweeter side, a characteristic his brothers poke fun at him for) along with a few biscotti. Leaning on your hand you smile softly at him, "Don't be silly Kara, you'd be just fine without me."

He feigns an offended gasp, palm flat to his chest, "Bella! What man could possibly live without his heart?"

The laughter between you both is ripe with shared affection.

You leave him shortly after to continue your business while he sips his espresso. The cheer in his expression fades into something pensive and steely. Mid-sip he thinks of who of his brothers he should speak to first about the man who so disrespectfully put his hands on you this afternoon. He'd pay for treating you with disgrace - and Karamatsu would make sure he collects.

#if there's any mistakes pls excuse i wrote this at 1 in the morning after a mass of homework #but mafia kara called to me so here we are #karamatsu #mafia!karamatsu #mafia au #ososan #osomatsu san #karamatsu matsuno #karamatsu x reader #x reader #mafiamatsu #ososan fanfiction #osomatsu san fanfiction

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