#about.

[armorangels]

EVERYONE STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM CAMILLA OH MY GOD

#about. #m reads the secret history. #jesus fucking christ #anyway i’m almost done #the secret history #donna tartt #camilla macaulay #richard papen #charles macaulay #henry winter #francis abernathy #booklr

[sochapeu]

Atenção, atenção, quem vem lá? Ah, é SOPHIE HATTER, da história HOWL’s CASTLE! Todo mundo conhece… Como não conhecer?! Se gostam, aí é outra coisa! Vamos meter um papo reto aqui: as coisas complicaram para você, né? Você estava vivendo tranquilamente (eu acho…) depois do seu felizes para sempre, você tinha até começado uma FLORICULTURA… E aí, do nada, um monte de gente estranha caiu do céu para atrapalhar a sua vida! Olha, eu espero que nada de ruim aconteça, porque por mais que você seja EMPÁTICA, você é SENSÍVEL, e é o que Merlin diz por aí: precisamos manter a integridade da SUA história! Pelo menos, você pode aproveitar a sua estadia no Reino dos Perdidos fazendo o que você gosta: FAZENDO CHAPÉUS E ARRANJOS DE FLORES.

⠀⠀⠀𝐌 𝐔 𝐒 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐒 ₊

⠀⠀⠀𐬹    ࣪  ⠀#.  🍜⠀₊ .

⠀⠀⠀🕊﹕─ 𓈒 𝐑 𝐄 𝐒 𝐔 𝐌 𝐎 ♡ ˚ .

⠀⠀⠀Howl's castle . . .

⠀⠀⠀Agora, com seu quase felizes para sempre sendo tirado de si, mais uma vez, era impossível não pensar que estava fadada ao fracasso. Que qualquer mínima chance de felicidade, na verdade, não passasse de uma ilusão.

Sophie costumava ser bem positiva, sempre altruísta e pronta para levantar assim que caísse... Entretanto, quem é o santo que consegue permanecer dócil depois de tantas quedas, perdas e decepções?

Simplesmente não existe.

E mesmo que estivesse lutando para se recuperar e seguir em frente, novamente, dessa vez as coisas pareciam diferentes. Seus sorrisos eram majoritariamente falsos e seu bom humor, uma capa que vestia para esconder o quanto estava com medo do que o futuro trazia consigo.

Sophie sabe melhor do que ninguém, que com ela, não há final feliz. Não quando se assemelhava a um amuleto amaldiçoado.

Além de que possui uma personalidade... Peculiar. Ninguém sabe se é por ter sido amaldiçoada e se tornar uma velhinha uma vez, ou se ela faz de proposito. Mas vez ou outra é pega agindo como uma vovó; seja resmungando/falando sozinha, reclamando das dores nas costas ou simplesmente falando como se fosse mais velha que todo mundo.

⠀⠀⠀🕊﹕─ 𓈒 𝐇 𝐄 𝐀 𝐃 𝐂 𝐀 𝐍 𝐎 𝐍 𝐬 ( ꭼх​ꭲꭱꭺ ) ♡ ˚ .

Flowtter é um pequeno estabelecimento, pouco convencional que, a primeira vista, parece bagunçado e estranho. Afinal, conta com a divisão entre uma chapelaria e uma floricultura. Não parece lá muito atraente, mas isso porque você não sabe a melhor parte! Os chapéus feitos pelas mãos de Sophie são capazes de realizar desejos, claro que, apenas um por vez, mas o que seria de uma empreendedora sem sua estratégia para manter a clientela...? Dito isso, que tal sorte para achar o amor da sua vida? Ou para conseguir fugir com êxito de alguém? Ou então para encontrar um elefante cor de rosa dançando balé? Isso ainda parece pouco, eu entendo, mas são essas pequenas coisas que fazem a diferença. Você não vai apenas estar usando um chapéu bonito por estilo, mas pela magia de boa sorte que nele há! Ah, quase ia me esquecendo, os arranjos de flores também tem o mesmo poder, já que todas foram cultivadas pelas mãos mágicas da Sophie.

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#about. #like para plotssss

[sirserpentine]

Call Me By Your Name Aesthetics

Bold all that apply.

lounging by the pool, poetry readings,  plucking fresh fruit from trees,  fitful sleep,  deep discussions,  nighttime swim,  fruit juices running down your chin,  long moments of silence,  long bike rides,  lazy summer mornings,  lunch with friends,  shame,  erotic fantasies,  red swim trunks,  a blanket on the grass,  wheat coloured skin, wistful gazes,  well-loved books,  morning jogs,  creating music,  bathing under the sun,  sticky summer heat, regret, unreadable looks, double meanings,  wasted time,  shared faith,  sleeping naked, late night poker games, ice cream,  walking your bicycle down cobble roads,  overthinking,  childish love confessions,  warm embraces,  bare feet,  the dull slap of espadrilles at night,  shyness,  restraint,  kisses in the grass,  endless pools of their eyes, the moon sparkling on the calm sea,  the threat of autumn in a raindrop,  beads of sweat pooling on your skin,  lighting a lover’s cigarette,  a little too much wine,  strumming a guitar,  the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the house, notes slipped under the door,  leisurely swims, calling ‘later’ as you leave,  washing your face in a fountain,  fevered kisses,  the comfort of nostalgia,  tall cypresses,  glaring mid-afternoon sea,  rehearse the pain to dull it,  a billowy shirt,  warm benches,  longing phonecalls,  framed antique postcards,  citronella candles in the garden,  memories of lovers like ghosts in the window,  held gazes,  hesitating on the other side of the bedroom door,  playing music to say what you cannot 

Tagged by: @dark-ambition thank you!!

Tagging: @hellpride @hazbinned @radioiaci @radiiosugars

#About. #memes. #tagged. #He is very #romantic #waaahhh

[gviral]

so obviously i don't want to be divulging too much into this topic because i don't plan on writing any William Birkin Epic Ableism Moments, but i did want to touch on something i think is pretty important to his character and the way i portray him

william is autistic (because i'm incapable of writing characters that aren't), but i don't think he would actively recognize or accept that fact due to the way autism was viewed back in the 60's and 70's, the period in which he grew up in. the term he'd be most familiar with that accurately describes his "condition" would be aspergers, or "high-functioning" autistic- both terms that are now heavily outdated.

he has the capacity to learn otherwise, of course. william is a smart man, and he doesn't like to be viewed as wrong (or god forbid, ignorant). it's just a lot of internalized ableism on his part.

#about. #uhhh minor ableism mention

[drgnbld]

1, 2, and 3 for the meme!

1. what is their sexuality/sexual preference?

2. what is their romantic preference or inclination?

killing two birds with one stone here, but Lance identifies as a biromantic and bisexusal man with not so much of a lean towards any type of gender. if he looked into it more, he'd probably wager himself as a somewhere on the demi spectrum. he's enjoyed one night stands in the past, and has a relatively high libido, but to actually be attracted to someone takes a lot of time on his end to figure out.

3. what are some features of others that attract them from the outset?

honestly? he's not entirely sure. he's never really sat down and thought 'what draws me into people specifically?' so pinpointing something he'd like as a general attraction is difficult. very much a 'once he's attracted to you, everything is attractive in his eyes but only on that person' kinda guy. he does, however, love getting lost into deep eyes which hold a lot of story behind them.

#about. #a hell of a lot of muses

[cambius]

you think i’m dressed up for your messed up, predatory games. but i assure you, this isn’t for you— i always look this way. i’ll take a drink if you play, but you better run away, i’m a monster with a pretty face . ——

this is an independent & selective roleplay blog for nepharia graylock, an original character loosely based around the ‘tav’ player character in baldur’s gate 3 ( but is mostly played as a companion character ). cambion, half tiefling / half succubus. chaotic evil. multi - classed as a rogue warlock. this blog will contain a multitude of triggering and mature content ( mentions of sexual violence & trauma, heavy violence, gore, sexual content, strong language ), so please be at least twenty - one before interacting, preferably twenty - five. more information beneath the cut. fervently adored by nyx, 30.

* dossier . name. nepharia graylock. nicknames. if she had friends, they’d probably call her neph. species. cambion. half tiefling / half succubus. class & specialization. warlock ( the fiend ) / rouge ( criminal ). age. 45 ( baby demon owo ). gender & pronouns. cis female ( though, succubi can change their sexual organs at will ) / she, her. orientation. pansexual ( with a sexual preference for men. she is mostly attracted to men, even though she can’t fucking stand them. with women, she tends to be more attracted to a woman who carries herself with confidence and power, basically if they don’t match her level on the bad bitch scale in her opinion, she tends to overlook them lol ) height in tiefling form. 5’6”. height in demon form. 5’10”. hair. slightly wavy, light gray & silver, just below her shoulders. eyes. light gray - blue, almost white. complexion. her skin is almost colorless, a pale, gray color. she has a few patches of light freckles speckled upon her nose, shoulders, back, and hips. distinguishing features. she is marked in abyssal language upon the left side of her face, given to her by her patron as a symbol of ownership over her. demon form. in her succubus form, she stands a bit taller at 5’10”, and her claws grow longer and sharper. the whites of her eyes turn black, and the pupils become a bright, glowing white. her teeth come to a sharper point, and of course, she sprouts dark, veiny, fleshy wings with a span of four feet in each direction. her claws are nearly unbreakable, and can penetrate and slice through thin metal. her bite force is also incredibly strong, matching that of a displacer beast. piercings. her septum. alignment. chaotic evil. alt. faceclaim. samara weaving.

cambion / succubus abilities. as a succubus, nepharia can kill with sexual intercourse, but she can also choose not to if she is so inclined— but nepharia sustains herself on mostly mortal souls, and her favorite prey are those of the male persuasion. most cambions are capable of soul absorption in some way, and this is nepharia’s way. souls make her stronger, even without killing her prey, a portion of their essence is enough to get her higher than any drug known to man, and she is quite addicted to it. enhanced empathy. nepharia is able to sense heightened emotions in the mortals around her, fear, lust, anger, sadness. regardless of this, she still has trouble actually empathizing, especially with people she perceives as prey, and she very much enjoys being feared, as much as she enjoys being desired— she feeds off of the lust as much as the souls themselves. energy manipulation. nepharia can quite literally cause a shift in the atmosphere, releasing natural pheromones that make her more difficult to resist, more powerful than your basic charm spells. she can also shift from tiefling form to her demon form at will. inter-dimensional travel. nepharia can travel to and from the hells through a portal she has the capability of opening, but it takes a lot of power and energy and mental focus, and she can’t do it more than once per day without a full rest. telekinesis.

* backstory . nepharia was born into an extremely poor family, and her mother died giving birth to her. her father always hated her for this, and eventually sold nepharia to a rich and powerful man who owned a tiefling brothel at the age of only fifteen. she also was born a pale, gray color, whereas both her mother and her father have crimson colored skin, her father always assumed her mother had been unfaithful to him, and also resented nepharia for this. unbeknownst to nepharia for many more years, or her father, she did not in fact come from his seed— but an incubus, one nepharia never meets. nepharia was never shown parental love, or love at all, for that matter. she was never shown guidance, and the more her fiendish and wicked qualities began to blossom, the more her father despised her. he thought she was evil, a curse on his miserable life. he sold her off easily.

nepharia spent another decade under the abusive ownership of theodor, the owner of the illegal brothel tailored to the elite, forced to be with countless clients though never touching any of the coin made from her labor herself. eventually, people started to complain about feeling abnormally sluggish and weak after buying an evening with nepharia, and she was even the reason many warriors fell in battle -- after a single night with the succubus, the strongest of warriors could meet a bloody end. before too long, after enough complaints, nepharia was punished by being offered to the more -- rough -- clients of theodor, clients he always promised she wouldn’t have to deal with. over the years, nepharia got smarter. she betrayed other girls to get closer to theodor, slowly but surely building his trust.

nepharia started to get visited by a regular client at least once every week. this customer never wanted sex, in fact, he only ever talked to her during their sessions, telling her that she was far more than just a tiefling to be beaten, used and discarded, but mostly speaking in riddles the first few weeks. this client eventually revealed himself to be a devil, residing in the depths of the nine hells deep in the abyss, and he craved the lifeforce of rich and powerful men in the mortal realm to ascend, but retrieving their souls was difficult. but it wouldn’t be for nepharia, all she had to do was what she’s been doing since she was a young teenage girl.

when the devil offered her great power to slay her captors, nepharia was so desperate and broken that she didn’t even hesitate to agree. the devil laid his hand upon nepharia’s face, and she winced and yelped at the searing pain burning into her. as the devil pulls his hand away, she’s left with a mark in abyssal, saying that she is the property of ‘zymimor’ for the rest of eternity. after that moment, it was as if the fires of the hells coursed through nepharia’s veins, triggering her true form. she stood taller, her fangs and claws grew slightly longer, and wide, pale wings sprouted from her shoulder blades. she never knew she could do that, just as she never knew she was a cambion to begin with. for the first time in her entire life, she had power. but the devil made it a point not to tell nepharia about this until after she agreed to the deal, for she had the power to escape all along.

she hid within the wingless form she was used to until she could get theodor alone. she seduced him, almost eagerly, and now she knows what she could do. using an abundance of charm magic, she managed to convince theodor to take her out, away from the brothel, just the two of them. he of course brought a few guards along, but agreeing to it in the first place was everything she needed. he took her to an nice inn. and as she gave him her body, she drained every ounce of energy from his, absorbing his lifeforce into her until there was nothing left, and he was just a corpse beneath her. she escaped through the window afterwards, taking flight into the night, never to return.

for about a decade after escaping theodor and the brothel, nepharia enjoyed the power and the freedom. no one could fuck with her, she felt invincible -- like a god. but she was feral, and terrified of the men around her. in order to feel less afraid, she would make them afraid. zymimor, her patron, always had work for her, and in return made sure that she was well paid. there are few empires who know of the true nature of what nepharia is, and in those areas, she’s already assassinated many a king and dictator, emperor and ruler, with her abyssal body alone and her fiendish, deadly charm. zymimor eventually taught her how to travel to the abyss, where she is to bring back the souls of the men she kills for her patron to absorb.

recently, though, nepharia is getting... depressed. she fell in love with a man by the name of tomas, and that ended in brutal heartache and she hasn’t really been herself since. he was kind, and gentle, and he trusted her. her patron order her to kill him because he didn’t want her getting distracted, but also she thinks he was testing her, to see if she would obey him regardless of how difficult it might be. he called her feelings for him a weakness. she’s deeply sad, deeply broken, deeply conflicted and lost. she craves love, something she’s never felt once in her entire life, but she’s convinced that she doesn’t deserve it. not after everything she’s done. not when she kills the people she loves. she wants to believe she’s “free”, trying to convince herself every day that she’s not still a slave, afraid of the person who commands her. she knows love is something someone like her gets to feel. so she secludes herself, not allowing herself to get close to anyone, and just doing her job -- and doing it well -- it’s all she’s ever known.

then, after years of her only regular social interations being when she’s trying to seduce her prey, the nautiloid wreaks havoc outside of baldur’s gate where she is abducted in the middle of a hunt for her patron, a hunt to seduce and kill a man by the name of enver gortash. nepharia hides the fact that she’s a cambion from everyone in the party, as she needs these people to trust her so that she has a chance of surviving the tadpole, which makes her feel far less capable in combat in the beginning.

* companion character information .

neph’s whole thing is that she has to fuck and kill powerful people for their souls and deliver those souls to her patron ( this crazy old, super powerful incubus ). her patron promises to free her soul if she fulfills their deal and hunts for him, never failing until the day she dies ( and she can’t kill herself to try and get out of it that way ). she is unaware that her patron is actually her birth father, an incubus who has been conceiving cambion children all over the realms for centuries to locate them at their lowest points, convince them to sell their souls, and then make them deliver souls to him in mass. he wants to use this mass of raw power to ascend to some sort of godhood. her quest in the very beginning is to locate, hunt and kill gortash on her patron’s orders, and she’s abducted by the nautiloid close to baldur’s gate.

neph still meets at the very least lae’zel on the nautiloid and gets the daunting information that she’s gonna be turned into a mind flayer in a matter of days, so obviously she’s fucking freaked. after the crash, she just assumes she flies to safety ( she can shift from her tiefling from to her winged cambion form ) and couldn’t remember doing so. she doesn’t know where she is or what to do, the only thing she can think to do in her panic is to try and complete her quest within the days she has left and deliver the soul to her patron so that he might help her. so, she flies away from the crash site and gets out of range of the artefact and falls under the influence of the absolute.

and it’s as though she just knew what she needed to do. she found herself at the goblin camp, completely forgoing her patron’s quest. in her mind, it didn’t matter anymore. she was perfect. she was needed now for far more important things, things that would make her far more powerful within the embrace of the absolute. nepharia can be found by the others here, as just another true soul boss, and she probably wouldn’t be hiding her demon form. i imagine she would be helping minthara try to get information about the grove, torturing that one guy way better than the goblins were ( dude wasn’t even missing any body parts lmao ).

however, when the others do come and she is in range of the artefact again, she is going to immediately have questions for whoever questions her. she would have learned at this point that she can use the tadpoles to poke into other peoples’ heads and man does she use that a lot. it’s a thing she practically abuses and doesn’t get better about for a long time. she would probably immediately do just that with the group, probing them for anything they might know. she would recognize immediately that her insane devotion to the absolute wasn’t of her own volition, she’s never worshiped anything but herself. she would never forsake her life, or her eternal soul, for some god. i guess it would be up to the player to decide whether or not they trust a devil to join them ( but she’s hella powerful as a cambion, and her demon form shreds lol ), and she would no doubt demonstrate just how useful she can be, helping them fight their way through goblins and true souls to free halsin for answers.

her main goal throughout the game is to get to baldur’s gate, because she still has a quest to complete for her patron, but that changes later once she finds out the truth about her patron. i mean, she’ll still kill gortash and the others, but not for her patron. she could go one of two ways, though:

there’s the evil path. she takes the stones for herself, dominates the elder brain and takes over the world with enough power to kill her patron and free herself. i’ve done this way and can do this way, for sure, but as much as it fits her chaotic evil vibe, i want the best for my demon baby <3

i like the idea of neph slowly developing her mortal empathy throughout the events of the game as she develops a bond with the people around her. this would be the first time she’s ever allowed herself to become close to other people, and she would be reluctant to let herself see them as people at first. normally, neph only sees mortals as things to play with, use, and discard when she’s finished, but she also never really was shown any other way to be. she was raised with any sort of love, guidance or support. speaking of, her other in-game quests even if she doesn’t go the evil route would be to 1. kill her father ( the man who sold her to a brothel when she was 15 ) and 2. kill her father ( her patron xD ). mad daddy issues all around over here. but eventually, especially if she has the support of other people obtaining her own freedom, i think neph could be a pretty decent person and break out of that cycle of abuse.

* verses .

au verse: au where nepharia’s mother never died in child birth, and so she was raised by her mortal mother and was never sold to the brothel and never sold her soul. in this verse she is chaotic neutral instead of chaotic evil and it gives me a chance to explore her softer side easier.

#about. #pinned.

[xhideyourfires]

aura: orange - shows confidence and excitement, as well as one who takes the lead in relationships song: "save me" globus - the lyrics in this song just resonate okay flower: amaryllis - strength, pride, determination

tagged by: @caracarnn . @xradiant

#about.

[armorangels]

25% of the way through the secret history and i’m NOT vibing with this julian & henry dynamic

#about. #m reads the secret history. #i’m worried that he’s gr**ming him #but maybe i’m thinking worst case scenario??? #AHH #the secret history #donna tartt #bookblr #henry winter #academia #dark academia #julian morrow

[sunhated-a]

Muzan has a special reserve in one of his brains that is dedicated exclusively to remembering people's fits with photographic memory.

But, joking aside. Muzan always had a near photographic memory, even as a human it was extremely easy for him to recall names and faces with an almost startling precision. And, as a human that would be fated to die, such a thing could certainly be considered a boon. But to a nigh immortal? A few centuries in, and he could begin to feel the effects of his mind being overloaded.

He was bogged down under the weight of hundreds of years of needless information. And, he quickly began to "remove" what he no longer needed. It was a inelegant solution, but it would have to do.

Of course, memories do not work like that. Nor do they truly go away, even if he is able to brute-force himself into "forgetting", the best he can do is assign the memories into an inactive part of his minds. But they can be made to resurface.

For this reason, one of his brains is wholly dedicated to holding repressed memories, there he has consigned most of his human life and all that it entails.

That is also why Muzan refuses to sleep, he doesn't need to. But he dreams very, very frequently, and very likely they are extremely vivid dreams, mostly reliving repressed experiences.

#headcanon. #i've been on naraku lately but i still think about muzan frequently. #about.

[venomhearted]

100% yasu coded.

#snake tw #spider tw #headcanon. #about. #he knows no fear

[dastardlydaemon]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐁 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

/ Dandelion /

You grew up too fast and all you know is the calluses on your fists and the thousand invisible scars that you pretend don't ache. Your anger burns so bright, so hot or maybe not at all, so deep you could never tell it was there. You are yours and you will defend that to the death after so many years of being ripped apart and denied your own agency and maybe you are still facing the bastards who stole your innocence but you will survive because that's the only thing you know how to do without breaking, the only thing you know besides protect, protect, protect, protect, yourself or sometimes those few others you claim as yours.

You are a thousand sharp edges but impenetrable, a traumatized child so covered by thorny armor that you promised yourself you're grown now, you're stronger than anyone who has ever hurt you. You're safe. Nothing will ever hurt you again. You're so alone though sometimes, in a world that sees you as too much or too broken or too angry or too hurt, and you want to scream with the too-much of it, prove that you're okay, that you're self-reliant, that you are strong enough to stake your claim on your body, on your mind, on your heart, on your people, and protect it from any who dare take it away from you.

You are the sea in tempest, a howling sky, a tsunami in motion, a force of nature, no matter how much you sometimes yearn to be still, to be safe, to be small. You are a dandelion, stubborn and determined to grow in the rockiest of soil, and bloom again in spring.

tagged by: @bruiisedpetals <3 tagging: @brideofcdragons / @bcrbleue / @forgaeven (rhea) / @velcryons (laena) / @vhgr (myr) / @viscountbard / @paterxleonum / @sovlbound / @draconisa / @mxdam / @maidmyth / @asshaid / @amongthevipers (alyssa) / @twistedtangledfate / @themerchliing / @lcveblossomed / @korzion / @witchered

#about. #dash games. #yeah this is very him #glaringly so even

[sirserpentine]

Muse as Love

Love as a Threshold

Your love does not ask for much. Your love does not take. Your love is free, and unquestioned, and here for wherever needs it. When you fall in love, it is as gentle as a breath in the night. It is quiet, and it is effortless. It is tender. If your love was a house, it would readily welcome all who come through. If your love was a hearth, it would warm the hands of whoever stopped by, whether for a day, a month, a year, or forever. When you fall for someone, it is without strings, without conditions, without need. You love for the sake of loving, for the sake of caring for those who need it. You love with a giver’s heart and a giver’s hands and are made so much stronger for it. Being loved by you is to always feel at home. Your love may not always be well-received by those unprepared to linger, but it is unforgettable all the same.

tagged by @hazbinned (ALLOW ME TO GESTURE TOWARDS T H I S) and @visage-of-hell!!!! THANK!!!

tagging: @r-adio, @radioiaci, @infernalfated @hcllishsins, @spidersins, @angie-long-legs, @daddymothxxx @krovcost and @ducktastic-dad

#memes. #tagged. #about. #UHM???? #THIS IS SO?????? #THIS MAKES ME #I'M GONNA CRY

[gviral]

william, despite all his flaws, was always very doting and affectionate with sherry when he was present (and had the energy). he loved to brush her hair, poke and pinch her cheeks, sit her on his lap, hold her hand, give her a hug, etc. he'd always let her crawl into bed or on the couch with him if she had trouble sleeping. physical affection is a big part of how he shows his love, and this does extend to his daughter as well.

#about. #he was especially big on the cheek pinching when she was a baby #unfortunately there were moments he would brush her off because he was 'too tired' #but he tried... sometimes

[xluciifer]

Holy shit, how are there so many of you? Are y'all lost?? Welcome, welcome !! I haven't done an introduction or anything;

I'm Michelle/Luci, 27, she/her; Hazbin Hotel is +18, so I'd prefer muns over said age to interact only and I'm down to plot with most folks! HOWEVER, I'm extremely picky with OC characters. Sorry about that. :(

My only thing with Lucifer is, if you want to potentially have sexual or romantic relations with him, I'd rather it be talked about between muns first! He's pretty devoted to His Queen (whatever their circumstances may be in canon), but I'm open minded if spoken about it first!

Ideally, this blog takes place before the events in Hazbin Hotel, but I'm willing to work with MOST things if we talk and plot about it! I hope you guys have a wonderful day and don't be afraid to interact and hit me up! I love getting to know new people. :3

-> PSA. <-

#about. #ooc ; out of heaven #( thank you all for being here !! )