Zestial trying to adopt kids as a way to bond with Carmilla over being a parent but it just gets weirder and weirder.
Zestial: Carmilla, old friend! I hath adopted a son!
Sir Pentious: confused snake noises.
Carmilla: ???
Zestial: he hath some pets too. They shall teach him responsibility! I'm so proud!
The Egg Bois: Hello Ma'am!
~over a century later~
Zestial: Carmilla! I hath adopted another child!
Alastor: I am not a child! I am in my thirties!
Zestial, over four hundred years old: They can do so much at that age 💜
Carmilla: Zestial, he's bitting his own arm.
Alastor, trying to chew off his own arm to get away from this situation: chomp chomp chomp
Zestial, forcing him to not do that: he's a little troubled.
~decades later~
Zestial, knocking on the Carmine's front door.
Odette answers.
Zestial: ahh Odette, my Itsy Bitsy, wouldst thou get thine mother for me?
Odette, wanting to see this shit: MOOOOOMMM Zestial got a new kid!!
Carmilla, grabbing a new bottle of wine and heading to the front door.
Zestial: I found a son!
Husk, passed out drunk in Zestial arms: 😴
Carmilla: what the hell?
Zestial: shhhhh. He's sleeping.
~ years later~
Zestial, knocking on the door. Clara answers and sees him standing there with Vaggie.
Zestial: 😁
Clara: 🙄 MOOOOOMMM! Zestial's here! Got a new kid!
Carmilla, from the kitchen: Tell him I'm not home!
Clara: No, trust me! You're gonna wanna see this one!
Carmilla, cursing in Spanish: what?
Zestial: I found her by the trash!
Vaggie, bleeding out and clinging to consciousness by her finger tips: ugh 😵💫
Carmilla:
Zestial:😁
Clara:
Carmilla: well, this is the closest you've come so far. Bring her in.
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i was wondering if i could request some hazbin characters x gn! reader headcanons where they comfort reader after their pet has died? my family just lost our dog so im in desperate need of some comfort rn
Hazbin hotel characters comforting you after the loss of a pet.
Pairing: Charlie Morningstar, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk, Sir Pentious, Alastor, Lucifer Morningstar x GN! Reader
Warnings: Loss of a pet
Word count: 281
✰Masterlist
When Charlie hears about your pet dying she'll immediately hunt you down to comfort you. Will make you one of those cheesy hand-made get better soon cards. She'll give you all the hugs imaginable.
Vaggie is less hands on than her girlfriend. When she finds out about the loss of your pet, she'll offer you her condolences. She might get wrapped into giving you a group hug with Charlie, though.
Angel Dust couldn't imagine losing Fat nuggets, so he feels extremely sympathetic. Like Vaggie, he'll offer his condolences and will get roped into the group hug. If you two are alone, he'll give you a tight squeeze and ask you to spend the night with Fat nuggets and him.
Husk is not exactly the kind and comforting cat he appears to be. Out of respect he'll offer you his condolences and goes along with the group hug. He'll refuse to give you any alcohol as a coping mechanism, and will give a wise ol' bartender speech.
Sir Pentious has an extreme amount of sympathy for your loss. Like Charlie, he'll give you all the hugs if you guys are close. And he'll take you for a day outing with his Egg bois.
Going to Alastor for comfort is a really bad idea. He's terrible at comforting people. In his own way he'll show some sympathy. And offer you his condolences. He might even suggest you hold a funeral for your pet.
Lucifer is gobsmacked when he hears the news. Will rush to be by your side when you need comfort. He'll give you all the hugs you could imagine. Will most likely surprise you with a new pet after some time.
Star's notes -> I am so sorry for your loss anon! I hope your dog lived a long and happy life!
(Thank you, sweet anon, for requesting!) (Requests are open!)
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i saw this post/video somewhere that absolutely obliterated me and has made me scared for future seasons. i dont remember exactly but it had something to do with sir precious pentious not remembering being in hell and stuff like that. like imagine charlie goes up to heaven once again for some reason and sees sir precious pentious and she's like "SIR PRECIOUS! PENTIOUS! YOU'RE IN HEAVEN??" and sir precious pentious is like "wha- hello, there? who are you??"
like imagine how that would affect charlie and the others. would sera/whomstever take advantage of that? and be like "nuh uh, that aint ur sinner sir precious, pentious, that's a completely different person, trust me bro, its a coincidence that they look and sound the same"? i think they would
here is a comic to visualize what i mean
yes i made this in mspaint, screw you, i love mspaint and i will stick with it until my last breath
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I saw @nerdynuala’s art of Rosie petting Alastor’s tuffs, (absolutely adorable, I am so soft) so here we are. ✨ This is what formulated in result. 👀
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“Ah, ah, ahhh-” Alastor sang in warning, the pointy tip of his microphoned staff pressing firmly into the shoulder of the spider demon in front of him. “That alcohol is clearly impairing your sense of judgement. I will warn you one more time… no touching.” His voice held a tint of playfulness, but every other nuance screamed forewarning.
The strain of his outwardly playful voice was ever so apparent, static in every other syllable growing more noticable as Angel’s persistence continued.
It was easy for one to deduce that Angel must have been pestering Alastor for some time now, leaving the radio demon’s already thin line of patience wanning even more so.
“Come ooon!” Angel let out an exasperated sigh, smacking the older demon’s microphone away from his shoulder, a dull ache left behind. “You might even enjoy it. I’m quite good with my hands, you know.” There was certain a trill to Angel’s voice that induced a spike of ire in the radio demon.
His smile tightened, a single eye twitching and as if on cue, the lights in the hotel lobby flickered warningly.
“Ah- Ahhh! Uh.. whatssssss’ um.. er- going on here, might I ask?” Sir Pentious interrupted abruptly, fingers twiddling with the ends of his suit coat awkwardly. There was a barely audible ringing becoming more and more unbearable to tolerate. It was another sign coming from Alastor that Angel’s little drunken game had gone on long enough.
Sir Pentious was not about to let things escalate further… for all of their sakes.
“Oh, nothin’.” Angel muttered, defeat in his voice. “Smiley over here is being a tightwad, s’all.”
“Aha... is that sssso?” Sir Pentious was not convinced.
“Angel is determined to test a rumor he’s heard about. I’m not even quite sure where he heard of such a frivolous thing.”
“Oh?” Sir Pentious cocked his head.
“Al’s ears are apparently suuuuper soft according to a certain joyous overlord. I jus’ wanted to test it out myself s’all, but mr. ‘stick in the ass’ over here won’t let me… not even a little touch.”
“Allow your imagination to run wild, my friend!”
Tch. “How boring.”
“Better than missing a limb, I’d imagine.” Alastor’s eyes narrowed challengingly, smile unwavering.
“Ehh, it’d grow back.” Angel shrugged with a frown. “You’re an enigma and it pisses me the hell off, ya kno-..”
Angel’s words were cut off as he watched the other enigmatic character who appeared out of nowhere start climbing up Alastor’s tall stature, giggling as she did so.
“Niffty! I-I wouldn’t do that if I were you!” Sir Pentious cried out, reaching towards her as if he was planning to grab her from Alastor’s shoulders before it was too late.
However, Niffty was quick to finally put all curiousity to rest, climbing to the appendages in question, grabbing them with vigor. She fumbled with the tuffs joyously.
“Suuuuper soft!” She giggled.
Angel’s and Sir Pentious’s eyes flicked from Niffty to Alastor speechless, hearts beginning to pick up pace.
…Oh shit.
Alastor’s smile had not faltered, but his eyes were clenched closed, a wrinkle very much visible just between his arched brows. After a moment, Alastor let out a defeated sigh of his own, shoulders dropping and attention moving upwards towards his favorite little companion.
“Well, I suppose the mystery has been solved!” Alastor hummed, seemingly unbothered.
Angel stared dumbfounded, gawking at the sight before him, “That’s it?!”
Niffty clearly had the ear touching pass, and quite frankly, Angel was offended.
“I don’t know what you expected.” Husk suddenly joined in from afar, stationed at the bar. “Everything about that red head is infuriating.” He muttered under his breath while cleaning out a whiskey glass.
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