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deeply-unserious-fellow · 4 months

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GUYS I'VE OFFICIALLY LOST IT-

So. Awhile ago, I saw this post, right? Basically it just said that Sera and Sir Pentious' cards have very similar compositions, and that Seraphim, which is what Sera is, are often associated with serpents. Interesting, but could still be a coincidence, right?

So anyways I checked the reblogs and saw somebody say they should kiss. And now I'm insane.

Because like... the only thing we know really about Sir Pentious' potential story arc in the show is that he's gonna have a crush on one of the other characters. And the only thing confirmed about his sexuality(to my knowledge) is that he is attracted to women. We don't really have any way to know who his crush is, because there are a lot of women in Hazbin Hotel, but could still be noteworthy, right? And like... okay this is gonna sound like the most "trust me, bro" evidence I could possibly pull out of my ass at first but I just need you to hear me out here, okay? Sera's crown and Sir Pentious' hat have a lot of visual similarities. Here's a helpful diagram :)

Which like. Okay. Could literally be nothing, right? Except for two small things that I can't let go of: One, Sir Pentious' goggles + the v-shaped brim on his hat were added to his design AFTER he was given a more prominent role in the show-

(Pilot design, back when he was meant to be a one-off villain of the week vs current design as a member of the main cast)

And two, the Hellaverse shows kind of have a tendancy to use visuals in order to signify characters' relationships to eachother. It's also just a pretty popular form of symbolism as a whole tbh, but the Hellaverse has a lot of really good examples. Like, for instance, how Vaggie's new outfit is a lot closer to Charlie's color pallette than any of her previous designs, or this really good breakdown by @/raeynbowboi about the symbolism of hearts in Hazbin Hotel and how they pertain to Angel Dust/his relationships! It's from awhile ago so some of the info is a tad outdated, but overall I do think the analysis holds up. Meanwhile, in Helluva Boss, Moxxie and Millie have basically the same color pallette and they were the most functional relationship in the entire show before before Fizzmodeus came along. Which, speaking of those two...

See, I made this diagram because, after I pointed out the similarities between Sera and Sir Pentious' headgear to my dad and asked him if those kinds of similarities were a valid form of analysis(because I am but a humble highschooler that doesn't know everything about media analysis, and also I felt like I was losing my mind-), my dad said that I should look at the creator's(Vivziepop's) other works to see if couples having similar motifs was a recurring theme. So obviously, I picked my favorite couple in either show and disected their designs for every little detail that could maybe possibly be an intentional parallel. And while some of it is kind of iffy, like Fizz's limbs being the same kind of blue as Ozzie's tufts could just be a way to show that Ozzie made them, or both of them having uh, two things sticking off of their head(that one's definitely a reach-), I think stuff like both of them having hearts as a recurring detail in their designs or having lITERALLY THE SAME EYE COLOR??? Are pretty good evidence that Viv/the Hellaverse design team tend to use visuals to signify characters relationships.

ALSO!!!! If the Fallen Angel Vaggie theory ends up being true, there could be some interesting parallels to draw between Chaggie and Sera/Sir Pentious! Something about like... demon royalty/random angel vs angel royalty/random demon. Could be used to draw parallels between how the two societies treat that kind of thing idk.

So, now that all the meta evidence is out of the way, we can get down to what really matters: would these two work as a couple? Do their personalities mesh well togther? And the answer to that is!

IM SORRY FOR USING THE GIF IT WAS A GOOD JOKE IN MY HEAD BUT TYPING THIS OUT IDK IF IT'S ACTUALLY FUNNY-

But in all seriousness, I don't actually know. We just... haven't seen enough of Sera to know for sure. In fact, this whole theory is based off of small details that definitely add up to SOMETHING, but could very well be pieces to some very different puzzles that I'm trying to shove together because somebody jokingly suggested that they would fit. Like, the parallels really COULD mean something, and it COULD have something to do with Sir Pentious having a crush on another character, but like. There could also be a million other answers to both of those questions, y'know? I also have a tendancy to make wild conspiracy theories about genuinely inconsequential details... I almost never talk about them publically, but still. Though I will say, based off of Sera's description in the leaks, I could definitely see a world where she bounces off of Sir Pentious pretty well. Her description in the leaks very much gave me uh... Isabela cover of Surface Pressure vibes, y'know? Shit that is- that is a weird way to describe that but most people on here have seen Encanto right? Y'all get it? And Sir Pentious is both a Victorian Gentleman Type and completely unhinged. Like... idk there's something there. I could maybe see it working. But at the end of the day, it's just too early to tell.

That being said I WILL be trying to pump out some fanart of these two before the actual show comes out and crushes my crackshipping dreams. Also their ship name is either SeraPentious or PentSera I can't decide.

Edit: Wait a second... SeraPent. Serpent. PUN!!!!!!!!!! Okay I think I'm going with SeraPent-

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nfcakes · 2 years

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Mi Corazon

A/N- I'm struggling right now and felt inspired to write this piece. Please know that if you or anybody you know is struggling with PTSD, Depression, or any other mental health issues, you are not alone. If you ever need to rant, feel free to DM me or rant in the "suggestions or talk" section. I can't promise I will always respond, but I will always read them. You're important and even if nobody else is, I'm proud of you, for whatever it's worth. <3

Genre- Angst to Fluff (sort of)

Character(s)- The wonderful, stunning you and Quackity

Warnings- Heavy mentions of PTSD and panic attacks, depression and anxiety, insomnia, self harm (you grab your arm a little to tight, but nothing severe), slight blood, mentions of death/loss of life (you), self-awareness (?), nightmares, mentions of explosions from L'Manberg dying of death again because of our lovely Mr. Philza Minecraft and Mr. Technoblade <3, comfort at the end

"Extras"- Please know I am not by any means trying to romanticize PTSD or just any sort of mental health issues. I struggle with them myself and tonight was particularly rough so I just started writing. Everybody deals with such things differently, this is just how I happen to "experience" my mental health "issues".

"Extras" pt. 2- GN!Reader, Romantic or Platonic, No proofreading :'3

Word Count- ~0.6k

Read the story below the cut, please.

It had been another long night of little sleep and nightmares seeping in whenever you tried to sleep. It wasn’t your fault, you and Quackity both knew that. Not that being self aware made anything any better of course, but hey, it’s something. Honestly, you didn’t know how nobody in the Casino below your shared penthouse couldn’t hear your screams. You would be checked on periodically during the night by the man you considered a close friend and you knew it hurt him just as much as you when you had those nightmares.

“Deep breaths, mi corazon.” The black haired man mumbled hoarsely, gently rubbing your back as you tried your best to stop a panic attack from ensuing. The sun had just barely started to rise and a small crevice of uncovered window from the black-out curtains filtered in through the room, causing guilt to weigh on you. He had been walking around his Casino all night, making sure things ran smoothly and was probably exhausted from the work. Knowing he just wanted to sleep after everything and instead sitting there with a sleep-deprived and PTSD-induced you caused you to panic more.

“I’m sorry! Just go to your room, I’ll be- I’ll be okay.” You practically wailed out the words, choking on your own spit right after. Coughing a bit as your lungs burned with the need for air, your hand grasped onto the nearest thing it could and took hold of it. However, you didn’t seem to realize that what you had grabbed onto was your own arm, fingers digging so deep into the scarred flesh that bits of blood began to bubble up.

No matter how hard you tried, the memories of loud bangs as L’Manburg was destroyed could never be erased from your memory. The pain you felt as you were losing consciousness as Quackity yelled your name with explosions in the background is something you are constantly reminded of in your brief times of sleep.

Shaking his head, the duck hybrid watched you with tired, but concerned eyes. At the slightest notice of blood, he gently and yet swiftly pulled away your hand. Shuffling to your bedside table, he opened one of the drawers and pulled a first aid kit out. Grabbing the needed contents from inside, he cleaned and wrapped your arm up with nimble fingers while simultaneously muttering soft words of reassurance. It was getting bad again and he knew what the harsh reality of PTSD truly felt like first hand.

By the time he had finished tending to your wound, you had pulled yourself into a ball of sorts with your knees tucked tightly against your chest. While your initial panic and breathing had subdued, your mind was now in a fuzzy yet fragile state. Eyes dulled over as you tried to just focus on the man beside you, you relished in the sudden warmth he brought to you as he effortlessly lifted you into his arms.

“We’re going to my room, alright? You don’t have to sleep, but just lay there beside me for a while.” He didn’t really leave any room for argument and quite honestly, you didn’t have the energy to give any sort of verbal response either. Nodding blankly, you half-way registered his words as you leaned into him, eyes fluttering shut. You may not have had the easiest life, but neither had he. Both of you felt safe with each other and for the time being, that was enough.

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