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all the new god portraits (so far) in hades 2 !!!

#hades game #hades 2 #hades 2 spoilers

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The screenshot is huge, I'm sorry—

I just need to ramble on about how this particular scene lives rent free in my head like, kwjwjshj

My close friend (who holds me responsible for dragging her into this rabbit hole during our last years in highschool "Blue,,, are you losing sleep over fictional characters, but literally this time!?") knows the whole dilemma I had with Zen where I went through a whole arc in which I went from "Zen kinda annoys me" to "Oh fuck, I'm catching feelings"

Literally had a point of being in denial,,,

I can't with this man— who gave him the right to say such things/lh

I literally had to put down my phone during this scene because I was getting all flustered and ugh, I hate this man (lovingly)

His whole "I'm a guy, you know" and "Men are wolves" arguments are hilarious to me. He's silly. Still, this line in particular made me want to press him for answers, but I know I'd stay dead quiet as I try to comprehend human speech.

AND THE FACT THAT THIS SEEMS LIKE A MORE SINCERE SMILE FROM HIM IS JUST AHHHHH—

Like, I can tell this is a genuine smile and not one 'for the fans'. It's raw and real, which makes me lsjsjwjn ＼(;´□｀)/

Remembering the good ol days where me and my friend would laugh hysterically at Mystic Messenger memes. God I miss living through this game for the first time.

Feel free to tell me about your experiences with this game because, heck, I have many of my own 😊 aka me doing my best not to just go straight to Saeyoung's/707's route while I was doing the other routes, the sheer amount of panic and anxiety I had during Zen's route with a chat between him, me, and Jaehee (I hate this game making choose between people), the urge to shake Yoosung by the shoulders, and just more chaos...

#☆moondust.talks☆ #mystic messenger #mm

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men who can’t help but slut themselves out a little bit around you because they just like you so much!

they’re constantly making sure they’re dressed in clothes that fit their physique in the most flattering/revealing way whenever they find out you’ll be tagging along for drinks. they spritz on the cologne that you once commented you liked on them, and make sure to lean in slightly when you talk to them so that you can undoubtedly catch the scent of it.

they laugh at your jokes and flutter their eyelashes all pretty-like while they’re listening to you and are paying attention extra hard. are fixing their hair in the mirror whenever they go to the restroom even though they’d never bother otherwise. are draping their arm across your chair, pretending they’re just trying to get more comfortable. even the sound of their voice changes slightly whenever they’re focused on you.

also, they show off their neck by undoing the top button of their shirt and sometimes readjust their belt, hoping that you’ll take a peek while they do it.

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writing reader inserts is so funny because it's like. yeah you would NOT say that but now you do and you're gonna enjoy it. it's inevitably pouring a part of you into this fic. it's describing your dissociative daydreams in overly detail to everyone searching specifically for food to feed their dissociative daydreams. it's coming up with a hundred different scenarios on how to get railed by your favorite 2D man and yeah his dick is always big and he wants you so badly. it's playing barbie with Y/N who is like an universal OC at this point. it's going on silly little adventures in my mind and taking you all with me. reader inserts i love you so much.

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Bad puppy

Now, this was actually just a random thought I had. Thought I could as well share it with you

This is a short Yandere!Divus Crewel x Reader

Stay healthy everyone and have a nice day^^

I don't own this picture

“This isn’t right. I may be naive, maybe even easy to manipulate but I’m not stupid and I won’t be playing along anymore. Go play your twisted games with somebody else but I’m leaving.”

He didn’t follow you when you went for the door and you thought you may have left him speechless for once in his life but it was a whole other reason he didn’t go after you right away.

There simply was no need.

The only reaction you got from him was a short whistle and once you reached the front door you knew the reason for it: His Dalmations were sitting attentively in front of the door.

Normally you got along very well with them but their behaviour right now put you on edge. They even growled when you came too close.

Standing there at a loss with the dogs blocking the only exit you had you could finally hear him approach you. You didn’t turn around to face him once the steps stopped but you knew he was smiling. 

“Did you train them to keep me from the door?” He chuckled darkly.

“A well trained and cared for dog will do anything to please its owner and I expect good behaviour from anyone who stays within my home.”

“I do not wish to stay within your home, Divus.”

When you turned around to face him he stood right behind you with a calculating grin on his face.

“I know you don’t, pup, but that’s just normal with puppies. They might try to run away or misbehave.” He took a step closer and reached out towards you but you quickly ducked out of his reach, looking at him defiantly. It earned you a frown from him, but then he smiled again and you realised that you did not just step out of his reach but also further away from the door giving him room to stand in front of it with his dogs.

“Puppies need to be well trained to learn to appreciate their owner. To love him just the way he loves them. Sometimes he might need to be especially strict with some of them but in the end they will learn where their place is.”

Then he moved his signature pointer to point at his neck and subconsciously you reached for your own, feeling the choker he gave you beneath your fingers.

Only then you really realised what it had meant for him when he had put it on you.

You were his puppy and he’d make sure to train you well so you’d never forget who you belonged to.

#twst #twisted wonderland

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I don't think I've posted this?? I had also drawn him flipping the viewer off that I was going to color, but I wanted another drawing to jokingly make a full "Idia making rude gestures" image set lmao but that never got finished so rip here he is by his lonesome

#twisted wonderland #twst

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#frothing at the mouth #203-gou no Rinjin wa Kagitaba Hitotsu Nokoshite Kieta #The Neighbor in Room 203 Disappeared Leaving a Key Behind

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u just know bones is gonna make this panel into the most diabolical fish eye ever

#Oh dear god... #Not the fisheye stare ＼(;´□｀)/ #bsd #bsd spoilers #bsd 114

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tw: mentions of death (faking it)

I don't know why but I feel like Dazai and Fyodor are the type of sick, twisted bastards (affectionate) to just fake their death. For the sole purpose of messing with their darling's head. Like, they'd all like to see what you'd do once you see their bloodied body on the ground. Will you celebrate? Will you cry? The possibilities are endless, but they want to know what are your next steps.

They're also the type to let that shit roll for a while. Let you bask in this false sense of freedom and let you live out this so-called thing you call a "normal life". Are you looking behind your back? Has he really got you that fooled? You're naive if he did.

That's where the mind games begin. You start to comfortable and suddenly you're catching glimpses of him wherever you go. The grocery store, the train station, outside your home... Any place you had considered a place of comfort now reminds you of him. The paranoia starts to sit in, making your mind its settlement. You question your sanity everyday. Was he really dead? And yet, you still remember seeing his cold, lifeless body on the ground. It couldn't be possible, right?

You start to think some sick part of your mind misses him. It was a hard pill to swallow and you couldn't admit to that. Still, the fear is there to stay.

And he'll be glad to take it all away once you're near the brink of a madness. Once your mind is frail and vulnerable to whatever he'll have to say. He just needs to see you beg and plead for some form of stability in all this. You need him. It was obvious from the start. He just wanted you to see it for yourself that you cannot manage life on your own.

It's okay though. He'll take you back with open arms.

#SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP OVER THE NEW CHAPTER

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##most desired

y!vox x reader // y!alastor x reader // y!adam x reader

synopsis: two overlords and an angel who are insufferably in love with you. // she / her pronouns

beware: DARK THEMES // obsessive behaviour, heavy yandere aspects, stalking,

notes: the most y/n thing i ever made

you were one of the first overlords of hell that remained in the same rank to this day. everyone knew of you and dared not whisper your name in fear that you would come for them. they saw you in the streets or at downtown bars, sometimes at a corner table of ozzie’s. you were a mystery that preferred bringing misery.

little to no people knew of your background. it was swept under the rug to never be looked at again, and maybe lucifer helped with that. you were an angel before, way back when the rules were more strict and heaven was nothing more than a guarded kingdom.

“just one chance, y/n!” adam urged. “one date — that is all i ask for!”

you scoffed at his antics, growing used to his advances of being asked for your hand. “how many times do i have to say i’m not interested? i have work. get going before sera is on my ass.”

sera. your old boss and best friend — everything you worked towards was being at her level — instead came crashing down when you disagreed with the exterminations. adam watched you fall, but sera was the cause.

downstairs, lucifer helped cover it up. it was big talk around hell for quite some time until it was thrown under the rug and you could live in peace. while your power cannot compare to the rulers of hell, it comes close. you’re just careful of not showing that.

the radio demon always shown great interest in you — not that he knew you personally — but enjoyed your story like an old tale. while he isn’t sure which story is the real one, he enjoys the theories that you were just a hellborn that came up.

it was rosie who connected you both. she was a friend of yours, and one of the best cooks you’ve ever known.

“oh my stars! alastor! you have to come meet one of my good friends, you are going to love her!” rosie beckoned. “she is such a pumpkin and the cutest thing! oh, there she is! y/n!, over here sweet pea!” she strides towards your seated area.

you watched your friend gleefully place a hand on the man’s arm, her signature grin tugging at her lips. “this is alastor. alastor, this is y/n.”

it was nice to finally place a face to the name! he had a fondness to you from the start: sat with you at the small of your booth and chatted until nightfall, completely in awe of your welcoming personality.

but why wouldn’t you be welcoming? you are one of the main overlords, what is there to fear when nearly everyone is below you? alastor felt a sort of connection, a relation that you are no different than him.

his admiration only begins to grow from here and continues the more you interact. slowly, he becomes a part of your daily life and starts showing you off to the world that you are an “acquaintance.”

now it was no lie that your name started to spread around hell like a wildfire, especially to know your hiatus is officially over. back to the present of downtown bars and corner table at ozzie’s for dinner — your face was back up to being recognizable — and it was a wonderful change

it would not be until recent years when you would finally meet vox at an overlord meeting: his personality nearly matched yours. if not, then you both had a click that had you both in deep conversation right after.

you could imagine alastors dislike towards that interaction

“so you’re the big talk of hell, huh?” the host approached you with confidence inside and out. “my, what a pretty face! it’s practically made for television, how about we do something about that?” the moment brought your hand to shake his, vox brought you to his side with an arm over your shoulder as he walked you to your seat.

“what do you have in mind?” now, normally you don’t condone this behaviour — but he really piqued your interest. “it’s not like my face isn’t already noticed on the streets, for what reason does it need to be on billboards?”

“stunning features like yours should be shown off, and not just for the streets,” he emphasized. “here’s my card, we could talk more later, dear.”

alastor had a full front view of this interaction and a perfect angle of vox’s smug expression when he watched you tuck the card in your pocket.

now don’t get me wrong, adam has been watching.

he couldn’t let his sweetheart just go to hell like that! littered with sinners and demons and— you get the point. it was hard to recognize him with the mask he now wore, especially since he never made the effort to show himself to you.

what if you were angry at him? he seen your face fall when the topic of exterminating these wretched souls came up. he made a point to his angels that they do not touch a strand of your hair.

he can’t keep himself away from you though, not when there’s no bastards that are getting too cozy with you. his plans of coming back into your life needing to take a charge and fast.

coming down as he pleases to just see you, often keeping his mask on so no demon can see how he looks like. whisking you into the sky so you won’t be able to get away from him

he has your wings on display in heaven, don’t worry about it.

vox and alastor coming to find out someone from the heavens is coming to see you? this is by far the first time in history they will ever come into an agreement of something: no angel hands should ever touch your skin.

alastor makes it a point to constantly whisk you to the hotel, or sometimes his radio station to hide. “they won’t find you here, sweetheart! i’ll keep you safe.”

the way all three of them would become more and more possessive the more time you are with one or the other. you can’t say no, there is denial when wanting to just stay home alone. someone is always at your hip.

there is only so much time where you either kill one of them or they take you and hide forever: but forever isn’t long when adam has his angels searching for you each year.

“c’mon babe! we could go back up to heaven, i’ll pull some strings!” adam often confides.

“we could rule over hell with no one to undermine our power if we took the chance!” vox would persuade.

“we could hide forever and live however you desire if you just take my hand.” alastor chimes.

having these 3 men after you is something you do not want, especially when their obsession levels keep rising. at this rate, murder is an option. it’s only the matter of time.

#hazbin hotel

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I have added Hazbin Hotel and Scott Pilgrim Takes Off to the fandom list! I am open to writing or discussing any of the characters.

Genuine question because it's been something I've been thinking about lately but:

Would you all be interested in me writing for Hazbin Hotel?

#☆moondust.talks☆

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do y'all ever look at your blorbo and can feel yourselves growing more Insane™

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sea king azul and captive human darling, and he's stuffed you full of eggs and kept you locked away in a little underwater cave with an air pocket. it's furnished with the softest of seaweeds and other sea plants (your bed) and he brings you all sorts of things to keep you happy and pampered. the tweels guard you, so there's no chance of trying to escape even when azul isn't around. not that you would make it to the surface in time when you're so far below.

as the fry grow, so does azul's affections for you. and when it comes time for you to lay the clutch, he's so nervous and excited and scared and eager and !!!!!!! >_< azul cradling you in his arms, petting your head fondly and kissing your tears away, whispering soothing things to you. a tentacle massages your belly, pressing down gently to help with the process. maybe there's one stuffed inside your ass for extra help. it's a big clutch, but he knows you can do it. it would be much easier if you were a mer... he's sorry about that; next time he'll do it after he's turned you into a mer like him. :D

being so hungry and sleepy in the aftermath, exhausted far past your limits. you can hardly keep your eyes open as azul urges you to eat and drink. the eggs are cradled in a protective bubble. he'll take good care of them. you can rest now. you've done such a good job. you could fight him, but praise is the softest, sweetest thing on his lips. you can't muster the anger. half-conscious, you drag him towards you for a quick kiss before he can depart.

azul whose face is so blue it's nearly purple. he's flustered and shocked, caught completely off guard. this is the first time you've willingly kissed him... oh, he's so overjoyed. so in love. so very grateful that you're his and he's yours! and now you'll have a family together! he couldn't have asked for a happier life.

(you'll later learn to mourn the feeling of emptiness, and azul is more than willing to fill you up again. as much and as many times as you want. <3)

#tw: oviposition #twst #☆midnight.sin☆

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Pov: Adam running to get married with Y/n

@russelross68 thanks for the idea!

#hazbin hotel

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#needy streamer overload