#helluva everlasting

[everlastlady]

Sins With Human S/O

✘Posted: 11/8/2023

✘Story Contains: Human gn reader, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Mammon, Fluff, Nsfw, heartbreak, sins just loving their human partner.

✘Word Count: None

✘Author's Note: This has been sitting in the back of my mind for a while so I decided to finally write for y'all. Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡

Asmodeus:

You had met Asmodeus when you were trying to make a deal with a demon to get your ex back. You wanted a simple demon but you accidentally summoned the big man himself, Asmodeus, of course he was confused on how you summoned him. Because it’s usually a meeting thing but you summoned him upon command. He would have been mad because he’s a busy man; but when he locked eyes with you. He thought you were a sight for sore eyes so he asked you what you wanted and why you had summoned him. With teary eyes, you told him that you wanted your ex back, you told him how your ex cheated on you with your best friend. The reason he cheated and left you was because of your body, that you were boring, and annoying. Now Asmodeus didn’t know your ex but seeing that you were all teary eyed over some asshole made Asmodeus upset. The lust lord sat on your bed almost breaking it. But he patted a spot next to him. You tilted your head in confusion but sat down with him. Asmodeus took his time hitting you with harsh reality. “ You can’t force someone to be with you. Sometimes people will come into our life and stay while others leave. But it’s good when the bad people leave, and that guy you were dating is a real asshole; honey, you don’t need him at all. Let me be the one to show you what love actually is. Because I think you look beautiful just the way you are. “ Asmodeus offered his hand. You weren’t sure about this but you decided to give Asmodeus a chance - what started as a beautiful friendship and the king of lust showing you about what love really is soon turned into a relationship.

Asmodeus is no stranger or idiot when it comes to humans. So when he started dating you and visiting you. He would of course go up in his human form. The brown skin male with the long red and blue braids will always greet you with a smile. He’s still bigger than you, which you don’t mind. Though he does like going back into his actual form in the comfort of your home. Asmodeus loves your home, it’s cozy and quiet. He sometimes does his work here or reads a book there. He’ll bring you flowers everyday so now you have a little garden in the back of your home and a couple of flowers in your home, that don’t die. Asmodeus is always there to tell you good morning and goodnight. Sadly he can’t take you to Hell but he tells you all about Hell. “ Yeah, babe, it’s not really how movies depict it. “ He laughs at the questions or theories you have on Hell.

His guilt pleasure with you in the human world is when. It’s a cold day and raining, the two of you have the fireplace going and are snuggling on the couch in a large light blue heavy weighted blanket, drinking hot chocolate, and watching romantic comedies. Of course the two of you have the best snacks and foods on the table. Asmodeus loves to have you on his lap whether he’s in his human form or demon form. Moments like this make Asmodeus happy because he loves the rain and spending time with you. “ I gotta give it to you humans, you guys know how to make a good romantic comedy… sometimes. “ Asmodeus would place kisses on your head, neck, and cheek during the movie.

Your ex eventually shows up trying to get back with you. But when the door opened up, Asmodeus was standing there and he recognized your ex, when your ex asked who Asmdodeus was, the lust king grins. “ My name is Toby, I’m {Name}, boyfriend, you must be that shit ass ex they told me about. “ Asmodeus glared at your ex, who stood there looking up as Asmodeus who stood there in his human form. Your ex peeked in to see that you were wearing a long dark blue t-shirt that belonged to Asmodeus. “ {Name}! “ You ex called out for you, trying to get inside your home but Asmodeus blocked his way and pushed him outside. Closing the door behind them both; you stood there drinking from your mug hearing screaming that belonged to your ex. After a couple of minutes Asmodeus walked back inside. “ He shouldn’t bother you anymore. “ Asmodeus placed a kiss on your nose as you chuckled.

He eventually shows you pictures and videos of Hell. “ This is the ring of Hell. I owe the Lust ring, it always rains there. Here is a video of me and my friend Fizzarolli messing with some Imp because they were singing a love song at my place of business “Asmodeus laughed. But you looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “ I know I’m a hypocrite. “ Asmodeus crossed his arms. " But I had to keep a reputation cause Hell. " Asmodeus rolled his eyes. You kissed his cheek to let him know that you understand.

Sex with Asmodeus is fucking amazing. This man is the king of lust so he knows how to make your body scream and cream with pleasure. Sometimes you have to take a time out because you are a trembling mess. Asmodeus will cover you in hickies. But he's gentle with you when it comes to sex; he'll only be rough if you ask. He's also not afraid to test out any kinks yoi have. After sex, you'll receive the best aftercare. A bubble bath, while Asmodeus tells you how good you were during sex. He'll make you a nice snack and get you some water because liquids are very important after sex. He'll change the sheets and then place you in bed. After he cleans himself up, he'll cuddle with you in bed.

Beelzebub:

Your friends invited you to a party. You weren't really a party person but you decided to go because you could use a fun night out. So as your friends were dancing, you walked over to the snack table. The host of the party. Trevor always threw amazing parties because he was rich, so the snack table always had such delightful goodies. So when you saw that there was one last slice of cheesecake you went for it, only for someone else to go for it. You looked up to see a tall woman with long blonde mess hair that had some blue and pink streaks. She was wearing a pink shirt with a tye dye heart on it and some matching shorts. She was tall woman with crazy black eyeliner and beautiful pink eyes. " Oh? Did you want this, you can have it. " She let go of the plate of cheesecake. Her smile could light up a room. She gave you one last smile before grabbing another snack and walking off. You stayed by the snack table eating the cheesecake, after a while the party became too much for you. The music was now blasting, the colorful flashing lights hurt your eyes, and loud chatter was making you feel overwhelmed. You couldn't even find your friends, you began to panic until you felt someone grab your hand and pull you outside, away from the loud party. The night sky looked more peaceful, you looked over to see the woman you met earlier at the snack table. " You okay, small fry? " She asked. While handing you a water bottle. You smiled and nodded not knowing that this moment soon became a friendship and soon a relationship.

Beelzebub is the sweetest girlfriend. Even when she revealed to you that she was the queen bee of Gluttony when showing off her demon form. She expected you to run off screaming, but no you love her even more. You find her lava lamp tummy, really cool. Beelzebub tells you that she only comes to the human world to party with humans, she is the reason such amazing parties happen. But now she always comes up to see you. She always brings you food or snacks when she comes to hell and these are things from Hell. Which you become fascinating with the meals in Hell. Beelzebub understands that you don't really like parties so if you ever want to leave a party early, she understands and will leave with you.

Her guilty pleasure is playing video games with you. So the two of you have a game night. With the best snacks, you two play all times of games. She loves playing fighting games with you like Mortal Kombat or Smash Bros. " Shit, honey, you always win but one day, I'll win. " She teases. She also loves to do tye dye with you, a fun peaceful activity for the two of you.

She doesn't let anyone hit on you at a party or make you feel uncomfortable. Last creep that tried some funny shit got punch into the table by bee. " Don't touch, my damn partner! " Bee would try her best not to shift out of her humanity form because she doesn't want to scare anyone at the party.

Bee shows you pictures and videos from her parties in Hell. She wishes that she could attend these parties but humans aren't allowed in Hell. But she let's you taste some of Beelzebub juice that she made and it taste good. That you have a bottle in your fridge. Good thing none of your friends touch it because you ask them not to do so. Beelzebub juice does nothing to humans but make them have party energy.

Sex with Beelzebub is sweet as honey. She puts the sweetness in her love, you also know it's time for sex when Beelzebub appears behind you with a can of whip cream or sometimes honey. Beelzebub is sucker for licking and sucking things off of you. She's a pro with her tongue and fingers. She loves to be on top, to be dominant. She could be a soft dom or a rough dom, it all depends on what you ask her. Aftercare is always something Bee never forgets. She'll sit in the tub with you and wash you up while talking about what plans you two could have tomorrow. After caring for you both; she will cuddle up with you in bed while watching some tv.

Mammon:

You were having trouble with money, especially after leaving your parents home because you were sick of them controlling your life. The job you took wasn't really grand especially since your boss was horrible and a creep. So you ended up quitting so with bills piling up, you became desperate and decided to try and strike a deal with Mammon the demon of greed. After obtaining a book from a sketchy guy in a van. You went home and set everything up, after lighting the candles and doing the chant. You sat there for a couple of seconds and nothing. With a sigh of defeat you decided to heat up some leftovers; you walk into the kitchen but stopped when you saw a large jester like spider going through your fridge. You cleared your throat, and he turned around. " Oh! Hey there, you know your fridge looks pretty sad mate; probably why you summoned me, which I'm surprised that shit worked. " Mammon slammed the fridge close and walked up to you. When getting a closer look at you, his face felt hot. " You ain't so bad looking for a human. " He said. You weren't sure if you should be offended or not. " Well let's get this deal going, the more time I spend standing here, I loose money. " Mammon picked you up, not knowing this was the start of an interesting relationship.

Now you didn't expect to be dating Mammon and Mammon didn't expect to be dating you. But he didn't mind having you as a partner. You were quite sassy and took no shit from him. You knew all his bullshit and tricks. So he could never pull a fast one over. Mammon does spoil you a lot, to the point you don't really have to work. You always see that Mammon has some how put money into your bank account and that your bills have been paid. No tricks, just him being a sweet boyfriend with a shit eating grin. Anything you want he'll buy it so that you don't have to worry.

Has a human form like the others. The chubby Australian man loves holding your hand when you two are out in public. His black hair that had green streaks. He wore a long sleeve green shirt under neath his black jacket and had black pants. You thought he looked handsome, Mammon knows he's handsome. Cheeky asshole. But he takes you to any shops or food places you want or theme parks. " I should build a Disneyland in Hell. I'll call it Mammon world and charge $500 for a ticket. " He would go on about what it would have. You would playfully roll your eyes and listen to your boyfriend talk about his plans for this theme park and the outrageous prices.

His guilty pleasure with you, is doing absolutely nothing... Yup, Mammon is working man. But when he's with you, he gets a break so he loves to just lay in bed with you and cuddle. He'll rest in his face into the crook of your neck while sleeping. He holds onto you tight, but not to tight because he doesn't want to break you. But he enjoys these moments of naps and cuddles with you. Even if you are awake, he'll still be asleep by you.

No one should piss off Mammon, so when he hears about how your ex boss harassed you out of the store because you went to do some shopping. So that night when you fell asleep, Mammon paid your boss a visit. That morning when you were cooking breakfast for you and Mammon, you turned on the news and saw that your boss was murdered. You knew it was Mammon because he used your bosses blood to paint his symbol on your boss's office wall. You turned around as Mammon was whistling innocently. " .... He's in Hell in my ring, so he'll suffer more. " Mammon said and went back to whistling. You nodded your head went back to cooking not wanting to show Mammon your smirk.

Yes, Mammon is a greedy bastard but he's not greedy when it comes to sex. He loves to give you the best of the best. The highest quality of pleasure - he will use the four arms, because those four arms work wonders. Sorry but he can't control the honking during sex when he's pounding into you, so you'll have to deal with the honk when he's hitting it from the back or front. After sex, he'll give you after care and wash you up. " That was fun, we should do that again but next time on my web, I could tie ya up and maybe a blind fold. " Mammon could go on but eventually stops after you two end up in bed cuddling while Mammon places kisses on your head, telling you that you are the best thing that has ever happened to him and he wouldn't trade you for any amount of money.

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[commenter2]

I brought this up already in my review of Helluva Boss "Oops" but one BIG thing from the episode that I think we should be looking at/talking about more is that line from Stolas saying that deals with sins are "everlastingly binding".

If deals with Sins are taken that seriously, then it's likely even more so with Lucifer, Lilith, AND Charlie.

Hazbin Hotel is going to be about Charlie trying to get her redemption center working, so I could definitely see a situation where she has to make a desperate deal or two in order to make her goal happen, and knowing that deals with people like her are everlasting, those can lead to some serious trouble for her if done with the wrong person. Heck there was a scene in the pilot where Alastor tried making a deal with her but she turned it down, meaning she knows how serious it is for her to make deals.

This new info really works with one of my ideas in my Hazbin Hotel premiere work as in that I brought up the idea where Charlie makes a deal with Adam (who was going to destroy her hotel in hopes of stopping her redemption plans) stating that if she doesn't prove that her redemption plan has merit before the next extermination, she will aid him in exterminations for all eternity, but if she succeeds she will be granted a meeting with her angelic aunts and uncles so she could convince them that the redemption plan could be a good thing. That would be a great motivator for the first phase of the series.

What are your thoughts on all of this?

#hazbin hotel #helluva boss #vivziepop #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel lilith

[sexmund]

!!CW/TW!!

sexmund/lexa/alex

non-binary (he/they), asexual, panromantic, demiromantic

rus/eng

15 y.o

adhd, ocd, ed

my personality

intp-t

8w7

846

so/sp

rluei

chol-sang

levf

i'm into

piss kink (especially omo)

guro/eroguro

pro/comshipping

and some else problematic shit imma fuckin red flag erm

homestuck

eddsworld

ava/avm

south park

mlp fim/eg

hazbin hotel

helluva boss

btd

danganronpa

rick and morty

metal family

poppy playtime

fran bow

sally face

undertale

kobayashi's dragon maid

the owl house

ddlk

everlasting summer

ranfren

ongezelling

fnaf

skull girls

and maybe a bit more i don't remember all of them :P

ppl who support pedophilia bestiality etc irl

homophobes

racists

nazis

terfs

cishet (thin ice)

btw i have a telegram channel!! pls subscribe if u like my arts ;3

[gothic-cepho]

my only public opinion on hazbin hotel/helluva boss is how the everlasting FUCK did they get Alex Brightman in on this shit. TWICE??

#broadway darling mr beetlejuice himself alex brightman playing MULTIPLE characters on viziepop shows #how in the fUCK- #hazbin hotel #helluva boss

[bedtimestoriesforbrokengirls]

This… Is BGNN

Things you might want to know, for Mar 31, 2023:

‘Scott Pilgrim’ is coming back as a cartoon with the film’s entire cast — I want to say “GREAT NEWS!!!” but I’m still waiting for that long-promised King of the Hill restart, so it’s better not to get my hopes up.

Burrito snares suspected bomber of anti-abortion group — I’m glad they busted the little prick. I don’t want terrorists on my side.

Drew Carey made a radio show with AI. Fans weren't pleased. — If he’d waited a year to try his little on-air experiment, it’s possible no one would have noticed.

A Carl Sagan documentary is coming from Nat Geo & Seth MacFarlane — It’s depressing to know that the leading light in broadcast science information these days is the guy whose heretofore greatest cultural contribution has been a murderous talking baby.

‘Lust, Desire, and Excess’: New Doc Explores the Everlasting Legacy of Yello’s ‘Oh Yeah’ — I can’t tell you how omnipresent that song became for a few years in the ‘80s. Or maybe I can. Just think of how many times you’ve heard Hans Zimmer’s Inception “BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM”… it was overused to a similar extent.

Scientists May Have Found an ‘Ultramassive Black Hole’ With a Mass of 30 Billion Suns

I Tested 13 Bidets. I’m a Convert. — I’ve never used a bidet, but the day one of them arrives in my bathroom, I will use it without hesitation. If my butt is gonna be wiped, it should be done with a girl’s tongue, not Charmin.

Disney: 1, Ron DeSantis: 0 — Another depressing blessing… corporate power is now one of the few checks-and-balances still functioning in our national system.

Love in Paradise Season 3 Cast Revealed! Lidia Looks for Love — Whatever poor bastard has decided to hitch his wagon to Lidia’s star is in for a helluva ride.

One in ten Britons pull their own teeth, fill cavities, or do other DIY dental work on themselves — This would be weirdly impressive if they were actually good at it.

Nobunaga’s Ambition: Awakening Announced for PC, PS4 and Nintendo Switch — The NES versions of Nobunaga’s Ambition, Genghis Khan, and Bandit Kings of Ancient China consumed more hours of my teenaged life than anything but Ultima during the ‘80s. But I’m not sure I have the patience for the whole thing now.

Swarm isn’t a love letter to Black women. It’s hate mail. — I have no coherent opinions about Donald Glover at this point. I loved him on Community, hated his attempts at stand-up, was disappointed by his Lando, and found Childish Gambino’s music to be good but not great. So I’m content to let everyone else judge him.

Cup Noodles’ new ramen flavor puts your breakfast cravings into a cup — No. Nope. Nah.

Why are movies so dark these days? — TL;DR: because DPs are lighting and shooting for reference monitors, while actual LCD TVs in the wild are routinely set to make a mess of all those careful decisions.

#news

[khoicesbyk]

The Royal Romance.

Love Everlasting.

A/N: I had a different name and plot for this fic over a year ago. But after being in the RP community for more than a year, I've decided to write the current Royal Life of my favorite OTP.

Rated: Mature (at times can and will be Explicit. I'll be sure to change the rating when and if that happens). | Contains sexual content and strong language. (You know? The usual. Y'all should be used to this from me by now 😁) | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Main Characters: King Marquise Rys (LI) and Queen Shanelle Miller-Rys (MC) | All Characters and names: (except MC and original characters created by me and/or other authors [their characters have been mentioned and/or used in the story with their permission] ) are property of Pixelberry.

Current Word Count: 4,090 words. (may be slightly more or may be slightly less. Look, I stop counting after editing and re-editing and driving myself insane. 🤷🏾‍♀️)

Tag List: @txemrn @choicesficwriterscreations if you'd like to be tagged just drop a message in my little ole inbox! I don't bite!…unless you’re into that sorta thing. 😏🙃

TW: mentions of miscarriage and child loss. Viewer discretion is STRONGLY ADVISED.

Baby Blues. 

Shanelle thought she was hearing things. 

“Your Majesty?” 

“Huh?”

“Did you hear me?”

She blinked herself back to reality. 

“I…think so?” she said after shaking her head, “You said something about my bloodwork.”

“Yes ma'am. Your most recent bloodwork came back positive for hCG. Congratulations. You’re pregnant.”

Shanelle stared at her doctor. 

“Pregnant? Like pregnant…pregnant?”

“Yes, my Queen.”

“But I can't be pregnant! I just renewed my vows. I literally spent half the night drinking! My wedding anniversary is next weekend!”

“Not to worry Your Majesty. You’re not that far along.”

The news hit her like a ton of bricks. 

“Sonuvabitch!” she muttered a little too loudly.

“Ma’am?”

“Oh! I'm sorry. I was talking about my husband.”

“His Majesty?” her doctor asked. 

She chuckled dryly. 

“Yes, him. He's gonna love this news.”

“I'm sure. This is an amazing time for you and your family.”

“That's one way to put it…” she replied before exhaling deeply, “thank you, Dr. Andersen.”

“My pleasure, Your Majesty. I'll put in a call to Dr. Ramirez and get the ball rolling on that front. You should expect a call from her soon.” 

“Thank you, I appreciate it.”

“Of course.”

“Now I have one helluva bomb to drop on my husband.”

“Good luck.”

She scoffed. 

“Yeah, I'm going to need it.”

Shanelle watched her doctor as he walked out of her office. Leaving her alone with her racing thoughts.

“What the fuck?! How the fuck?! When the fuck?! Where the fuck?! Who the fuck?! Why the fuck?!” 

She couldn't believe it. She just couldn't believe it. She's pregnant. Again. For a third time. 

“I'm pregnant?! I'm pregnant! Me! I'm having a baby?! I'm having a baby! Holy Shit! I'm having a fucking baby! How the fuck did this happen?! How did I wind up pregnant?!”

She looked at the picture of her whole world on her desk. Her loving husband and the little girl that has had her heart since she gave birth to her. The two beats of her heart. The two people she would crush the world for. Her perfect family of three will now be four. And she has no idea how it happened. 

Well…she knows how it happened. She just doesn't know when it happened. She was pulled from her thoughts by a knock on the door.

“My Queen?”

It was Margo Geaneaux. Shanelle’s lead attendant.

“Yes, Margo?”

“It's almost time to go pick up the Princess from her piano lessons.”

“Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me.”

“Are you alright, My Queen?”

“Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just…distracted.”

“Distracted? What's wrong?”

Shanelle chewed her bottom lip. And Margo knew something was up.

“If I may, what is it Shanelle?” 

Shanelle let out the breath she had been anxiously holding in. 

“Close the door and sit down.”

Margo does as she's asked.

“Okay, I'm sitting down. Now, what is it?”

“Umm…promise me you'll keep this to yourself.”

“How long have I worked for this family, Shanelle?”

Shanelle nodded.

“Point taken.”

“Indeed. Now, what is it dear?”

Shanelle took a deep breath.

“Okay here goes…I’m…I’m…I’m…pregnant.”

Margo’s eyebrows shot up.

“Seriously?”

“Yup. I met with Dr. Andersen earlier. He confirmed it. Your adopted son got what he wanted.”

Margo chuckled.

“Well, congratulations my dear. I'm happy for you, him, and especially my granddaughter.”

“You will never let them go, will you?” Shanelle asked. 

“Never. You know Marquise is as much my child as my own children. As the one that had to raise him, I will always lay claim to him. To hell with Constantine. Laying claim to him also means you are as much my daughter and Khari is as much my granddaughter as the two I have.”, Margo replied. 

Shanelle smiled softly as Margo reached for her trembling hands. 

“This is great news Shanelle. For you and the family. But I know you. Something else is bothering you.”

Shanelle got quiet.

“It's your son, isn't it?”

“That obvious?”

“Yes, dear. You aren't feeling guilty, are you?” Margo asked her.

“It's hard not to be Margo,” Shanelle replied quietly. 

“Shanelle, I will tell you the same thing I have told him for years, none of what happened was your fault.”

“I know that I just…” Shanelle trailed off.

Margo could sense her sadness. 

“My dear. I want you to always know and remember that you and Marquise are great parents. Your daughter is the sweetest little girl. Feisty at times but sweet nonetheless. She's being raised by two people who care for and love her as she is.” 

“I know that Margo but being pregnant just brings up so many emotions that I thought I buried.” 

“I'm sure it does. But again what happened that day was NOT your fault. And it doesn't make you a bad mother if you feel excited about being pregnant again.”

“Are you sure?”

Margo gave Shanelle an earnest maternal smile.

“Yes, my dear. No one will blame you for feeling happy.”

Shanelle stood up and hugged Margo.

“Thank you. You always manage to get me out of my head.”

“If I can do it for your husband then I can do it for you. Now hurry. Your daughter is waiting for you.”

“I'm off.”

“And Your Majesty?”

“Hmm?”

“Don't call me if he faints.”

Shanelle smirked at Margo before walking out of her office and going to pick up her daughter from her piano lessons. 

Later that night after putting her daughter to bed, Shanelle found herself standing on her balcony and going over the ways in her head that she could tell Marquise she was pregnant. It has always been his biggest dream to have as many children as possible. And while the thought of having 12 kids like his ancestor King Fabian scared the shit outta her, Shanelle did want another child. But she didn't think she could have another one. Not after losing her first. But she had Khari, who was as healthy as any baby. Yet, she couldn't help yearning for their first child. The son they lost. 

They found out she was pregnant shortly after their honeymoon. They were excited about the news but wanted to keep it under wraps. So they only told a select number of people and kept her schedule light to not raise suspicion. And at first, everything was fine. Until that awful night. 

Marquise had left for a three-day summit in Cairo when he got the worst possible phone call from Margo. The urgency in her tone struck fear in his heart. 

“Margo? What is it?”

“Marquise you need to get home now! Something’s gone wrong!” 

“What is it? What’s wrong mom?”

“It’s your wife, son. You need to get home! Now!”

That conversation would haunt him all the way back to Cordonia. When he touched down in Cordonia he was taken straight to the hospital and met with the lead Obstetrician on the Women and Children’s floor that night. That’s when he would hear the words no expecting parent wants to hear. 

“Your Majesty…we did everything that we could to try and save the baby but we couldn't.”

Marquise felt like someone had knocked the wind out of him. And if he wasn't sitting down he probably would've fainted.

 “Doctor Bell…what are you saying?”

“I'm so sorry my King but your son is dead. He was stillborn.”

“…stillborn? But how can that be–”

The words died in his throat when he heard his wife scream. At that moment the doctor's response didn’t matter. Shanelle is what mattered. Getting to her is what mattered.

“What room is she in?”

“She's in the last room down the hall, Your Majesty. Room 3486.”

Marquise ran down the hall as fast as his legs and feet could carry him. And when he got to her…his heart shattered. She had a look in her eyes that was a mix of heartbreak, utter disbelief, and complete devastation. And what was worse was there was nothing he could do to take it away.

“Shanelle…”

When she looked at him, he nearly lost his nerve as the nurse who was in the room with Shanelle left to give them time alone. 

“It’s not true…tell me it’s not true! The baby…they’re not…they can’t be…tell me it’s not true!”, she pleaded with her husband. 

“I…my love…I…”, he struggled to get the words out. 

“Tell me, please! Tell me our baby is fine!” 

Unfortunately, he couldn’t tell her the one thing she desperately wanted to hear. He took her trembling hands in his own and prepared himself to speak the very awful words. 

“They tried Shanelle. They did everything they could…”, he trailed off. 

“No. No. Marquise no! No!”

“My Queen. I’m…I’m…I’m so sorry. Our baby…our son…” he choked up at the look of horror and devastation on her face.

“NO! NO! NO! IT’S NOT TRUE! IT CAN’T BE TRUE!” She screamed before bursting into tears. 

He wrapped his arms around her and held her as she cried. His heart was broken for his wife, his son, and especially himself. When the doctor brought the baby to them Shanelle was inconsolable. 

“Your Majesties, I thought you’d like to see your son.” Doctor Bell spoke softly as he presented them with the swaddled infant.

Marquise couldn’t believe their baby was dead. And he didn’t believe it until he held him close. That’s when he felt his soul break. 

“My son. My beautiful son. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He said as his voice trembled as he held the baby. He looked at Shanelle and placed the baby in her arms. 

“No. You can’t be gone! You can’t be!” She cried as she held their son, “My baby. You can’t be gone!”

Sadly for them, both their son is dead. And the loss of him was as real and raw as it gets. Shanelle wanted nothing to do with the funeral arrangements so she left that duty to her husband. Rather than have a funeral according to Cordonian tradition, they were joined by her parents and those that were trusted with keeping Shanelle’s pregnancy a secret at a simple burial. 

Shanelle was fine until they were asked for any final words before he was to be interred next to Marquise’s mother. That is when her grief took hold and her knees gave out. If it wasn’t for her husband standing behind her she would’ve hit the floor. She couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t stand the thought or sight of her baby boy being buried. 

“No. Marquise, please. Don’t bury him. Please. Don’t let them bury him.” She sobbed in her husband’s arms. 

“I’m sorry my love. I’m so sorry.” was all he could say as he rubbed her back. 

He was fine until they sealed the tomb. That is when he broke and the tears fell. Clutching his wife close to his chest the King Of Cordonia sobbed as his son was laid to rest. 

“I can’t be here. I’m ready to go. I don’t want to be here anymore.” Shanelle said to him. Her voice was barely above a whisper. 

“Okay. Let’s get you out here.” He replied. 

They barely got out of the Royal Family Mausoleum before she couldn’t walk anymore. She didn’t have the strength. So Marquise carried her back to the main residence of the palace until they left for her duchy the next day. 

All these years later and the memory still haunts Shanelle. She refuses to go back to their son’s grave. The memory of watching him be buried has scarred her. And yet, she still wonders what she could’ve done to save him. Why did she see or notice the signs? And now that it’s been confirmed that she’s pregnant again, she wonders if it could or would happen again. But all of that was put to rest when she glanced down at her phone in her hand. She had to tell her husband they are expecting again. She decided to wait until he came home from his trip to Japan the next day. 

His Majesty returned home early the next morning and spent his day on conference calls and with a certain little girl who was happy to have her Daddy back home. 

Later after he had put Khari to bed, he hopped in the shower and she laid down on the bed and flipped channels. She knew he was tired but not exactly ready to go to bed. When he walked out of the bathroom and she saw him, her jaw hit the floor. He was wearing nothing but a towel and his trademark smirk. She couldn’t help but stare at her husband. 

“Take a picture, love. It’ll last you a lot longer than staring at me will.” He teased as he flexed his muscles.

“I will stare whenever I see fit…Your Majesty. I am the Queen after all.” 

He shook his head and dried off before grabbing the lotion and applying it while she watched. 

“Need help?” She asked. 

“Sure. You can get my back,” he replied. 

“Okay. Lie down on the bed babe.”

It didn’t take her long to cover his back. What started out as her simply applying lotion to his back, turned into the best massage he’d ever had. Her fingers worked deep into his muscles driving away any stress she knew he may have had. He was in heaven and also a tad curious. 

“Damn! What did I do to deserve that?” He asked her. 

“Nothing outside of me just wanting an excuse to put my hands on you.”

Marquise turned over on his back and arched an eyebrow at her.

“Uh-huh. What did you do now?” He asked as she straddled his hips. 

“Nothing!”

“Yeah okay. How many of your cards did you max out?”

“I swear I didn’t do anything!”

“Do I need to have that verified?”

“No, you don’t because I’m telling the truth!”

He snickered. 

“I just wanted to see your reaction.”

“Jackass!” She sneered. 

“That’s King Jackass to you.”

She rolled her eyes and smirked at him.

“So tell me what was that massage about?” He asked. 

“I missed you. That’s what it was about.”

He chuckled.

“No that’s not it. I mean I believe you when you say you missed me but a massage like that only happens when you want something or when you've done something bad and you don't want me to find out. So since you claim you haven't done anything, what is it, my love? What do you want?” He asked before burying his face in the crook of her neck. 

“Weeeelllllllllll…there is something that I need to tell you. But you’re distracting me.” She said as his arms wrapped around her and pulled her close. 

“Am I now?” He asked before placing a soft kiss just below her right ear. 

“Yes. You’re in nothing but a towel and it’s messing with my concentration.” She replied as her arms rested on his broad shoulders. 

“We’ll just have to do something about that now won’t we?” He whispered in her ear. The tone in his voice made her shiver. “Starting with this pajama set you have on.”

“What did you have in mind, My King?” Shanelle asked. 

A slow smile bloomed across his face. 

“I was thinking something like this…” he trailed off before bringing her lips to his. 

When their kiss ended the only thing he wanted to do was devour her. Although the turquoise and black satin and lace pajama set she wore caught his eye. 

“Is that new?” he asked. 

“This old thing? Nah I’ve had it for years. I just haven’t worn it in a while.”

His eyes roamed up and down her body. 

“See something you like, Your Majesty?”

“Always when it comes to you. But I must say you look beautiful in this outfit.”

“Has there ever been a time where you haven’t thought I looked beautiful in something?” she asked. 

“Nope. And there never will be.” He whispered in her ear before nipping her earlobe. “Now My Goddess, you can hurry up and take this outfit off or I can rip it off of you. The choice is yours.” 

“I kinda like the idea of a striptease then again it would be quicker to just let you rip it off…so why not both?” 

Marquise arched an eyebrow. 

“Both huh? Fine. But I call dibs on the shorts.” 

“The King has decreed it, so shall it be!”

With a sly look in her eyes she bites her bottom lip and pulls the top and bra off. He had his hands all over her ass, palming, squeezing and kneading it.

“Look at you. So fucking beautiful.” He said as his fingers traced the contours of her breasts. 

Soon she plants him with a searing kiss that he returns full force. She pressed her chest against his as their kiss deepend. She introduced her tongue into his hungry mouth and he growled against it. She felt his strong arms tighten around her. Feeling her body against his shot his possessive desire for her through the roof. When their kiss broke, all he wanted to do was ravage her.

“I just remembered something.”

“What?”

“You still have these goddamn shorts on.”

“Then do something about it…Your Majesty.”

He growled as he ripped her shorts and panties off of her. He then laid her down and tangled his left hand in her hair exposing her neck to his teeth. He placed suckling bites all down her neck and across her collarbone. 

“You just don’t know what you do to me.” 

“You poor sweet man. I know EXACTLY what I do to you.”

The wickedness in her voice spurred him on. He dragged his mouth across her breasts. He slowly teased and tasted them which drove her crazy. He loved making her nipples harden at his touch. 

“More please! I need more!” she begged. 

“That’s exactly what I want to hear,” he told her.

That’s when his right hand found its way between her thighs. His thumb circled her clit while the rest of his fingers teased her entrance. 

“Watch the fireworks, my love.” he told her with a wink before he slid between her thighs. 

It never took him long to make her melt. She could feel his mouth all over her clit and could feel his fingers playing with her entrance. 

Even with his left hand squeezing her breast he was laser focused on her and her pleasure. He drove his fingers deeper inside her causing Shanelle to grab the cover under her. He is relentless. She was trying to ride his fingers as he quickened their speed. Her body began to tremble as he worked her over. 

“I can't hold it in much longer! I need you! Now!”, she begged. 

He could hear the desperation in his wife’s voice but he wasn’t done teasing her. The sensation coming from him was almost too much for her. 

“Not yet My Queen. Not yet.” he whispered against her lips before he kissed her. 

The only thing she wanted was for him to fuck her but the King had other plans. With a gentle yet firm tug of his left hand, he pulled her head back. He dragged his tongue down her pulse line before biting gently leaving a mark. The sensation caused her to rake her nails across his back. 

“Do that again and watch what happens," he growled in her ear.

She took his warning as a challenge and dragged her nails across his back again. She felt his smile against her ear.

“Have it your way, my love…”

This was the game they'd played for years. The swipes and snide remarks, the jokes, the insults, the teasing, the sex, the love, the devotion, and the affection all of it made their marriage work. He twisted his fingers just enough to make her back arch. His thumb circled her clit faster and harder. He could feel her body writhing beneath him. Begging him for more. He listened to her breathing become more and more shallow.  But he decided to take it slow and torture her. He wanted to remind her that he isn't just her husband, he is her King. 

“This is where you belong. Beneath me. Just the way I want you to be.”

“Will you please shut up and fuck me?”

“Defiant as ever.”

“You’re taking too long!”

“Desperate My Queen?”

“I swear to God if you don't–”

He silenced her with a surge of his fingers. Quickly working her over driving her crazy.

“That's funny. I don't remember permitting you to speak.”

“Please.”

“I know you need me, my love. Besides, I'm getting impatient myself.”

He pinned her down to the mattress, threw her legs over his shoulders, and took no time filling her up. That is when she arched her back off the bed pushing her chest into his and clawing his back.

“That's it, love. Show me how badly you want it.”

If there was one thing the King knew all too well it was his wife's body. He knew which spots were sensitive to his touch. And judging by the sounds she was making, he knew he was onto something.

“Is this what you want, my love?? He asked as he surged inside her.

“Yes! Give it to me.”

“I don’t think you can handle it, love.”

Every surge of his hips sent her deeper into a frenzy.

“I want you! I need you!”

“God, you feel incredible around me, my love. Like a fucking glove.”

Her moans were getting louder and more desperate. That meant she was truly unraveling and her orgasm was rising. 

“I can never get enough of you. You feel so fucking good. So tight. So warm. And all mine!” He growled in her ear before softly biting her neck. 

“You feel so good! Give it to me! Take me! Make me cum!!” She screamed. 

Her body trembled under him and broke out in a cold sweat. She was closer to the edge. And he knew it. 

“Good girl! I know you can handle it! I know it feels good to you! Take it!” He moaned. 

He knew he wouldn’t last much longer. But he wanted them to cum together, with a shift of his hips, his thrusts went deeper. Relentlessly he began hitting her G-Spot. Never giving her body a chance to adjust. He would pull out just to slam back in. When her eyes started to roll back, he grabbed her chin and made her look at him. 

“Keep your eyes open! I want to see those beautiful eyes as you cum for me.”

He went from grabbing her chin to pinning her wrists down. She tried to push him off but he made sure that she had nowhere to go.

“Oh no! Don't you dare run from me!” he growled. “Now be a good girl and take it! Cum for me!”

He applied slight pressure to her wrists as he fucked her harder and faster. Going deeper until she just couldn't take it anymore and stars burst in her eyes. 

“Don't fight it, love. Give in! Give it to me! Cum for me!”

This sent them both hurdling straight into their combined orgasm. Her body gave into his and he collapsed above her. He wrapped her in his arms and cradled her close to his chest. He used his left hand to draw abstract shapes along her back.

“Well, that was fun.” she breathed out.

He chuckled low.

“It always is, my love.”

Shanelle buried her face into the crook of his neck as he placed a soft kiss on the side of her head. 

“Shanelle?”

“Hmm?”

“I know.”

She looked at him confusedly.

“What are you talking about?”

He kissed her slowly while placing his right hand on her stomach.

“I know," he whispered against her lips.

When she looked at him it dawned on her what he was saying.

“How did you know? Who told you?”

“I had a feeling you were pregnant. You haven't been yourself lately. But I had no concrete proof until you left your pregnancy test on the bathroom counter.”

Shanelle’s face went pale and she groaned.

“Well, there went my element of surprise.”

He shook his head with a smirk.

“Look at me,” he said as he tilted her chin up, “I love you. You know that right?”

She smiled at him. 

“I love you too handsome.”

He pulled her close and slowly drifted off to sleep with his right hand resting on her stomach.

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[desknight]

Got inspired to create a D&D Setting book for VivziePop’s Hazbin Hotel / Helluva Boss. Enjoy the first faction~

"In many cultures when one dies, the people expect fire and brimstone leading to immortality in agony, or angelic comfort and hymns everlasting. No one expected the party hats, poppers, and whistles. Though I suppose I was lucky to be found, and lucky that day there was extra budget for cake. The fire and brimstone, came later." 

-Dante Alighieri, Inferno Pt II

The Manifest Party is the most respected faction and non-profit organization in Pride, for as much weight the word "respect" carries in Hell. Their mission is to find the location of every new Sinner who manifests in Hell and acclimate them to their newfound immortality. Before the wildlife, natives, or sheer culture shock kill them first!-Originally the name was a joking insult, but the volunteers decided to make it official. They're the world's only professional roving birthday party. Whether your found in ruins, someone's basement, or avoiding shrapnel, they'll make sure the first words you hear are a dorky "Happy Man-i-fest, To You!"

Structurally they are managed by a Board of Directors manned by veteran volunteers, Circle representatives (to claim desirable Sinners of their cultures), and wealthy benefactors. Without whom they could never pay volunteers to seek new Sinners during the Purge.

IMPORTANT NPCs:

Ditaolane - The Sotho hero who was never appreciated in his time. He is the founder of the Manifest Party, and eventually made a found family of unclaimed Sinners he rescued. 

Agares, the Duke - For some reason, a member of the Ars Goetia took an interest in the Manifest Party. As much as the Party wishes they could be funded off the phone lines alone, this Duke of Hell is the man who keeps the lights on. Typically, the old demon is capricious and will randomly threaten or pull funding for bizarre requests or literally overnight before re-instating funding.

IN PLAY:

The Manifest Party is intended as a “first faction” for the players to meet and slowly introduce them into the world of VivziePop’s Hell. Ditaolane is meant to be a mentor character for the players early on and a trustworthy protective force. Agares is someone who should drive the players deeper into the plot and show off more of the demons’ and Hell’s eccentricities.

Cover Art by LadyGValentine Agares by yukke001 Venom - Black Panther (Ditaolane's Sinner look) by Eric's Artverse

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DOWN WITH LOVE by Kate Meader is available now & only $2.99 for a limited time! "Hilarious, hot, and heartfelt! I was captivated by this fast-paced, funny, sexy book from the first page. Everything about this book was fantastic" - USA Today bestselling author Christi Barth "Down with Love is perfection" - Bestselling author Jessica Lemmon Amazon: https://amzn.to/3Ic7JHs Kobo: https://geni.us/dwl-kobo Apple: https://geni.us/dwl-apple Nook: https://geni.us/dwl-nook Print: https://geni.us/dwl-amz-print All retailers: https://geni.us/down-with-love Add to your Goodreads TBR ➩ http://bit.ly/40KY8Pa Influencers, sign up to review ➩ https://bit.ly/3jIBPJk The cynical divorce lawyer and the hearts-and-flowers wedding planner could be the perfect match . . . If you ever get married, remember my name: Max Henderson. In my line of work, you acquire a certain perspective on supposedly everlasting unions . . . 1. Pre-nups are your friend. 2. The person you married is not the person you're divorcing. 3. And I hope you didn't spend much on the wedding because that was one helluva waste of hard-earned cash, wasn't it? But some guys are willing to take a chance. Like my brother, who thinks he's going to ride off into the sunset with the woman of his dreams in a haze of glitter on unicorns. And the wedding planner—the green-eyed beauty who makes a living convincing suckers to shell out thousands of dollars on centerpieces—is raking it in on this matrimonial monstrosity. The thing is, Charlie Love is not unlike me. We're both cogs in the wedding-industrial complex. As the best man, I know her game—and I can play it better than her. But after one scorching, unexpected kiss, I think . . . I might just want to get played. Give Me Books

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[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Haven Misfits: Worth Falling For (Prologue)

[Author’s Note: before you read the Prologue of this story, I got to say that this wasn’t originally going to post over here first, I was gonna post it over at Quotev first, and then I think I would of ended up Cross-Post It Over here, but I haven’t really wrote that much on it yet and it’s only the prologue so far and on today of December 14, 2022 was the day I decided to try to write a bit more into the prologue, but the whole connection started to be all weird on me, and I had to sign back into Quotev like maybe two or three times, I was lucky it didn’t act all weird when I was writing in a journal that talks a little bit of that problem....

anyway I made sure to save what I wrote, and by that, I had to copy what I had wrote into the prologue along with what I had already wrote and had decided to post it over here....it’s the best thing I can do for now, but as soon as it gets back to fully normal (and hopefully it will soon maybe later tonight or tomorrow), I can try to work on Chapter 1.

this might end up being a short story, and might not end up having that many chapters...

I didn’t just want to call it “Haven Misfits” when writing it in story form, so I added “worth falling for” to it, but it’s still suppose to be a crossover au that’s called Haven Misfits. 

I still plan on posting this prologue over at where I was originally was going to first post it, but because of the problem I ran into today that might not be possible right now and might need to wait...

maybe once everything is back to normal, I can work on the next chapters and post them over there first, and then over here.

sorry if this prologue isn’t all that good, but I tried my best.

also one of the tags for this will be Mature Audiences Only...

and even though I still plan to re-post this prologue over at Quotev, which was what I was going to do until I ran into that connection problem. but please do not reblog this without my permission, for now I wont place the tag for it on here for now, but I might edit it in later on.

if things are back to normal tomorrow, I might be able to post this prologue over at Quotev, right now it doesn’t have a summary yet, and well once I get a idea what to write for a summary, I will put over there and even added on this, by editing it in. 

also the grammar in this prologue might be not great...     

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Credit for Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss goes to Vivziepop

Credit for Undertale & Deltarune goes to Toby Fox

Credit for Bendy Series goes to Joey Drew Studios

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every friendship is different, some bonds break, some bonds mend, but like true love...

a true everlasting friendship is as eternal as the stars burning bright as they are born, then die and reborn a new.

but no one would ever dream of happening, was a friendship forming between three unlikely individuals:

a Imp, a Goetia and a Homunculus Angel...

but one day, the three went their separated ways, each of them starting to follow their own destiny, dream and heart’s desire.

The Goetia followed the destiny that was bestowed upon them,

The Imp followed the dream that they had since childhood,

and lastly The Homunculus Angel had followed their heart’s desire....

The Homunculus Angel had gave up their original form for another, and was reborn in another dimension as a Human, who would be named...[REDACTED] and who would sadly end up dying later in their life...

and with every reincarnation they took the form of, the more of their past memories of being a angel from another dimension where they had befriended a Goetia Prince and a Imp, started to fade away from their memory.

“EVANGELINE!” a man with a graying brown mustache and thinning hair on his head, screamed.

the door to the man’s office opens up and what appears outside the office,

was a young woman with skin that look like it could be porcelain like a doll,

her hair was in a messy state, her clothes were always a big sweater and long dress to cover her figure....which her co-workers would tease her for dressing the way she has been since she started to work there...

as soon as the woman, who was named Evangeline was taking two steps inside, she ended up tripping on her own feet and falling face first on the floor.

and scattering the papers she was holding when she came in, the papers first flew up into the air before falling down on the floor with her.

“Evangeline....”the man said while trying to keep calm while tapping his fingers on his desk, while waiting for the woman to pick herself up.

the woman’s glasses, with luck would have it, didn’t end up breaking...

the glasses were always foggy so no one could get a good clear view of her eyes or what color they were.

she didn’t even wear makeup, which was just another thing the other co-workers had enjoyed teasing her about.

Evangeline got on her knees, and started to pick up each paper, before standing on her two feet and facing her boss.

“Evangeline, we need to talk....close the door, and be careful not to trip on your own two feet again....”the man said as Evangeline nods her head before turning slowly around and walks very carefully to the door to the office and shuts it.

“it’s shut, sir...” Evangeline speaks with a soft and angelic voice, she hardly spoke at work and didn’t really speak to any of the others who made up the rest of the employees, as she didn’t feel the need to....

not like they would want to get close to her or get to know her, from how they had been treating her since her first day.

“can you tell me what this is, Evangeline...?”the man asks as takes out a piece of paper and places it on his desk, and with slow steps, Evangeline walks over to her boss’s desk and looks at the piece of paper.

“it’s a drawing, sir.”

“and can you tell me what it is a drawing of...?”

“it’s a drawing of Bendy.”

but after she replied about the character who was in the drawing,

her boss screams at her “YES! but do you see anything wrong with this drawing...?!! well, do you, Evangeline...can you tell me what is wrong with this drawing!”he asks her as she looks at the drawing much closely while adjusting her glasses on her face.

“his bow tie is blue, instead of red...?”

“Exactly!”the man said and then shoved the drawing into her hands and forcing her to take it, and by the look on his face....she knew he wouldn’t take no for answer.

“take that drawing down to Audrey, unlike you, she actually does her job more correctly and doesn’t color Bendy’s bow tie blue instead of red.”

Evangeline hugs the drawing to her chest, as she looks away from the man, who was named Ross Arch, the youngest son of Nathan Arch...

ever since Nathan Arch let his son Ross Arch take charge of everything, Evangeline didn’t feel very welcomed, even if on her first day here, she was use to Nathan Arch before his son took over...

at least Ross’s father treated both her and everyone with equal kindness...

but with a man like Ross Arch, he seem to treat everyone else a little bit better than he does Evangeline.

but he seem to treat Audrey with even more kindness and praise than anyone else....

one of the reasons Evangeline doesn’t speak up about it, is because she doesn’t want to make Mr. Ross Arch angry, this was the only job she could find.

and if she were to lose it, she knew that it would take her a very long time to find a new job and work place that would take her.

Ross had snap his fingers at her, while saying “get to it, Evangeline!”

not wanting to make him lose his patience, she started to turn around and head to the door and after opening it, she looks behind her and sees that his back was facing her, well more like his chair was turned around with him in it...

knowing she wouldn’t get in trouble for it, because he isn’t watching and no one was outside the office besides herself, and everyone had already gone to lunch...

she stuck her tongue out at the man, while flipping him off at the same time with her left hand, all while holding the papers with the drawing of Bendy with the right hand.

then she hugged the papers closely to herself as she shuts the door behind her.

 a hour later after giving Audrey the drawing of Bendy, and telling her that Ross Arch wanted her to fix Bendy’s bow tie and change it from blue to red...

as Evangeline started to head home she started to feel hungry.

which is understandable since she didn’t have lunch or anything else to eat all day....she had to skip breakfast because she was late for work.

she would have to pick something up on her way back to her place.

which was the plan until she saw that the fast food restaurant she wanted to get food from, was already closed for the night.

 Evangeline was becoming both hungry and tired, and she knew if she kept walking with no food and as tired as she was, she would pass out before she even made it back to her home.

“excuse me, miss...?”a man’s voice said from behind her, which the sudden sound of the stranger’s voice had startled her a bit.

“yes....what is it...?” Evangeline asks as she was wearily of the stranger before her, who was appears to be a man with some form of familiarly to himself, that she could not figure out what it was...

she had never met the man before, and yet seeing him gave her a mix of emotions, both happy and sad feelings that she could not explain or understand.

the man was dressed rather odd, he had appeared to have a a white top-hat on with what appeared to be a snake wrapped around it.

his suit was matching with the same color as his hat, but Evangeline didn’t understand why he was dressed that way, maybe he was going to a party...?

“you look hungry, my dear.”the man said as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out what looked to be a fruit bar.

just looking at the bar in question made Evangeline’s stomach growl loudly.

a part of her wanted to take the fruit bar, but the other part of her told her no and not to trust this man whom she just met.

but hunger won over caution, and she took the fruit bar, open up the wrapper of it, and started to bite down on it, at first she took small bites before taking bigger bites out of the fruit bar because of the hunger she felt from not eating all day.

but the food had tasted strange, it still seem like a fruity taste but there was also something else present within the fruit bar that Evangeline could not place.

just then she started to feel her eyes grow heavy, as she started to grow even more tired than she was before...

the next thing she knew, she had fallen to the pavement out like a light.

next to her was the wrapper that once held the fruit bar inside...

the picture of the fruit on the wrapper, was that of a apple...                       

elsewhere...

a closeup of Flowey’s eyes closed before shooting open and screaming.

“FRISK STOP, DON’T DO IT! YOU CAN’T RE-!”Flowey said before stopping and noticing they weren’t in any place they were familiar with...

in fact, they didn’t recognize anything at all!

Flowey looked down and saw they were in some vase, and the vase itself was on a counter next to those little machines that humans put money in...and later, monsters did too, once they moved back to the surface.

of course with every reset that Frisk had made, the monsters would not only be send back to living in the underground, but they would be back to keeping their money in treasure chests.

which they still do, but they also do so for the shops as well.

just then Flowey sees a human come into what Flowey could only assume was a type of shop, but what kind of shop it is, they have yet to figure out...

“Oh, Kris! it’s so good to see you, did your mother get the flowers...?”

that voice Flowey thought to themself as they tried to hold back the tears forming, as they turned around and saw a familiar goat man coming down the left stairs, and looking really happy to see their human child, who they had called by name.

Kris nods their head yes about their Mother getting the flowers, but leaves out the part that had to do with what their Mother did with the flowers afterwards.

“oh, that’s good...” Asgore sighs with relief, having his hand over the middle part of his chest and stomach.

“I was so worried that she might of not of got them, I know things haven’t been the same since the divorce, but you and your brother are still a big part of my life, and you will always be my children regardless what is going on between myself and your mother.....now if only she would try make a effort to listen to reason, I am at least trying to patch things up between us....and it’s not like it’s fully my fault anyway, it’s only partly my fault....if she had kept a better eye out and not be so aggressive, which I did tell her, not to be so aggressive with you and your brother, but she never listens....and I-”Asgore said but catches himself talking bad about his ex-wife Toriel, who he was not just trying to patch things up with her, but was also hoping to get back together with...

he let’s out a depressing sigh, before speaking once more.

“I’m sorry, Kris...even if your Mother and I had our fights before, it didn’t lead up to our divorce until well.....a certain incident.”

Choices for Kris to ask Asgore:

[What was the incident...?] or [say nothing, and just listen.]

the [say nothing, and just listen] has been chosen...

“Kris, there is something I must tell you, about your mother...

I had to cover for her before, a long time ago...but you must promise me, what I am about to tell you, will be kept between the two of us, no one must know, and your mother must never find out I told you...understand...?”Asgore asks of them, as they just stay silent and give a nod of their head.

“good, now let me start from the beginning...”

as Asgore was telling Kris of Toriel’s dark past...

Flowey was shocked to see their dad still alive, they knew that Frisk had killed him right before their very eyes.

then after they did, they were going to press the Reset and start it all over again, and Flowey not being able to take it anymore had screamed for Frisk to stop, only to find themselves here when they had open their eyes.

I don’t know what’s going on....or how I got here, but by my own determination I’m gonna find out! Flowey thought as they watched and listen to the other version of their father’s story, and Flowey had figured out this man was not his father, but just some alternate counterpart of him.

Flowey decided to keep from talking, and keep anyone from figuring out they are a talking flower, so long as no one catches them talking or see their face, then it should be okay.

to be continued

---> [Next Chapter 1: https://mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune.tumblr.com/post/706784970373496832/haven-misfits-worth-falling-for-ch-1-censored  ]

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Author’s Note: this might not be perfect, and hopefully I can try to post this over at the place I was originally going to post it first, before it started to act all slow and the connection being not great...

if I can’t do that today or later tonight, I guess I can try for tomorrow.

I might not post all the chapters on here, also the Crossover AU might change a little, as it’s main focus will be like Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss part of the AU...

and yes, if anyone guessed right, that was Charlie Morningstar’s dad who gave Evangeline the fruit bar.

and yes the Audrey that was mention, is the same one from Bendy and The Dark Revival.  

anyway the idea of Flowey ending up as the flower in the vase at the flower shop that Asgore lives and works at, was inspired by a new theory I have that has to do with the Flower in that vase in Asgore’s Flower Shop, being the Deltarune Counterpart of Flowey The Flowey.

what caused Flowey to go from the Undertale World to the Deltarune World, could be the work of Gaster, or like there being a temporal rift that had open up around the same time that Frisk had started the reset.

but instead of going back to the Ruins, Flowey ends up being sent through both time and space, and ends up I guess merging with the Flower that was originally in the vase...?

I don’t know, I will have to think about it.

anyway wish me luck in getting this over at Quotev, and well no one has to go check it out over there once I finally get it posted on there.

anyway that’s all I have to say about this, I’m going to post that Robo-Fizzdrop ship drawing next after this...                              

#crossover au #fan fiction #prologue #haven misfits au #haven misfits worth falling for prologue #hazbin hotel fanfiction #helluva boss fanfiction #undertale fanfiction #deltarune fanfiction #batim fanfiction #batdr fanfiction #crossover fanfiction

[everlastlady]

Husband Mammon HCS

✘Posted: 11/6/2023

✘Story Contains: Just some Mammon husband hcs

✘Author's Note: Hello, here are some Mammon husband hcs. Because I'm I still have to feed y'all some Mammon content. So don't worry mama will continue to put Mammon food on the table. Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡

✧ - Husband Mammon who absolutely adores you from head to toe. He finds everything about you fascinating whether you are a human, imp, hellhound, or whatever you are. Mammon loves you and doesn't let anyone talk shit about you. People better watch what they say about you because Mammon isn't scared to defend you. Mammon also doesn't let you talk bad about yourself. He understands that self consciousness is a thing. But he doesn't want you to think less about yourself. Mammon is always remember to hype you up and be your cheerleader. Did you get a new outfit well Mammon will hype you up. Just finished working on something well Mammon will hype you up. Or got a new haircut Mammon will hype you up.

✧- Husband Mammon who made sure that you and him had the most expensive and best wedding. Everyone in hell was talking about it. So many people tried to get an invite or snuck in. Mammon also made sure to get you the most expensive wedding outfit and the best ring. The wedding was colors of gold, royal green, and white. Mammon's wedding vows were something he made sure that moved your heart. He cut the cake with you, danced with you, and stayed by your side the entire night. The wedding was actually quite lovely and Mammon loves to renew his vows with you on your wedding day.

✧- Husband Mammon who will get you anything you want. If you wanted to open a store or start a business. Then Mammon will help you and get your name out there. Even making sure your commercials are seen by everyone. You also keep track of what you and Mammon buy which he is grateful for that. Mammon has so many damn credit cards that he always ask you which one is for what businesses or emergencies. Mammon doesn't mind spoiling you, yes he is a greedy bastard but he's not going to be a selfish lover, he'll spoil you and make sure to give you a comfortable life style.

✧- Husband Mammon who doesn't mind having kids or adopting if you asked him about it. Mammon isn't really great with kids but he'll learn how to be a parent if it means having a family with you. If you guys do have a child. Then Mammon spoils them, but you do remind Mammon not to spoil your child so much so that they don't become a rotten brat. Mammon loves to brag about your guys child. He always carries your child. And tells everyone about how amazing the kid is. " Look at my child! " You always find your child asleep on top of Mammon in Mammon's web. It's so adorable that you have to take a picture.

✧- Husband Mammon who always makes sure that you and him have clean rings. He always has a certain day that he goes to have the rings clean. And the cleaners take the job serious because if anything happens to those rings then Mammon will be pissed. Mammon never takes off his ring and I mean never. Unlike you who removes it when you have to wash up or shower. The color of the rings are gold of course. Mammon loves to kiss your hands and tell you how beautiful you are, so many kisses from this man.

✧- Husband Mammon who still remembers how delicious your wedding cake was. " The frosting was so rich~ " Mammon would say. " Mon, please go to bed. " You would say while trying to sleep. Mammon eventually starts getting the cake on your wedding anniversary so after dinner you two always eat the cake and talk about the memories that you two share. " Remember the time I tripped when I met you, hurt like fuck but you could say I fell for you. " Mammon would laugh and hit the table from his joke as you shake your head, you love your goofball husband.

Mammon's Clowns Aka Mammon Tag List: If you want to be added or removed, politely let me know.

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#helluva boss #hazbin hotel #helluva mammon hcs #helluva mammon x reader #helluva mammon x gn reader #helluva mammon #helluva x gn reader #helluva x reader #helluva fanfiction #helluva fandom #fanfiction #fanfic #fan fiction #fandom #helluva everlasting #everlasting writes🪻

[imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs]

BBRAEWEEK 2021 July 26th – Poolside

Getting a pool on top of Titans Tower was honestly not the Sisyphean task Cyborg had expected it to be.

Finding a space in the Justice League and Titans’ schedule when everyone would be free to come to said pool’s christening party? That was an event the Catholic Church would probably erase to make sure their Easter Calendar would fall on the proper time table.

But however they managed it, Cyborg thought, as he flipped another burger onto the grill, the fact that all charter members of both teams were able to attend was a helluva turn out.

Especially considering the party pooper who was standing beneath the griller’s sun umbrella in full bat-regalia, probably trying not to die from heat stroke.

“I got some plastic forks just for you,” Cyborg said.

“It’s not funny anymore,” Batman said, watching as Bart tried and failed to dunk Kiran under the water. The young speedster instead found himself forced underwater by a sneak attack from Donna.

“It’s funny as until you use your hands to eat a burger.”

Batman grunted, shifting out of the grill’s smoke when the wind changed. Note to self, Cyborg thought, invent smoke inhibiting device for grill.

“I hope I don’t have to tell you that pools require maintenance. And showers afterwards.”

“The pool contains a bacteria-eating enzyme that’s safe for contact with the skin,” Said Cyborg, throwing some asparagus on the grill, “Also means that teammates who breathe water don’t have to worry about burning their nose hairs off.”

“That explains why Arthur has just been sitting on the bottom,” Batman said, “but then again, he’s mentioned sleeping in the bathtub more than once, so I thought it was just something he did.”

Cyborg had to laugh at that.

“It also dies on contact with saline. So it’s also environmentally friendly.”

“Did you see Tim put on sunscreen?” Batman said, giving no sign he’d heard the last part (a shame, thought Cyborg, I’d trust him with the patent).

“I think so,” Cyborg replied, “Would you hand me that corn?”

“What about Dick?” Batman asked, handing Cyborg two ears as Superman landed, carrying a king-sized cooler.

“If he’s not wearing sunscreen, he should at least be wearing a hat.”

“Wearing a hat? Man, you’re wearing a cape in July! At the pool!”

“You’re wearing a hat.”

“It’s a chef’s hat. It’s called loosening up. Ever thought of it?”

Batman’s frown deepened, but Cyborg did notice how he wasn’t corrected.

“By the way,” he said, ignoring the Dark Knight’s grimace, “have you seen Gar? He said he had to go get a pool noodle.”

“That was the last time I saw him,” Batman replied, “Raven too.”

Cyborg looked up from the grill.

“Raven’s gone?”

Batman pointed to a lawn chair beneath three beach umbrellas, a book sitting where a girl had once been.

“She was reading Clive Barker’s Imajica when I arrived.”

“Maybe she finished the book,” Cyborg said with a shrug of his cybernetic shoulders.

“That book has 824 pages if it’s a first edition. It would take 21 hours and 39 minutes to finish that book if she read 250 words per minute.”

A scream drew their attention to the pool, only for the tension to drain when it turned out to be just a splash fight between Diana and Billy.

“I can do a search of the tower, if you can give me security clearance and…”

“Found her.”

Walking out of the rooftop entrance, Raven had returned, seemingly unharmed. She made her way past Wally and Hal who were unboxing Super Soakers (no doubt to begin an all-out water war) and sat back down in her shaded chair.

“Any idea where she’s been?” Batman asked.

“Probably in the mystic realm of “not our business,” Cyborg said, flipping a burger onto a bun and handing it to Batman.

“Here. Go see if she wants a bite. She hasn’t…”

Cyborg trailed off before squinting towards the direction where Raven had come.

“What is it?” Batman asked.

“I’ve got a database that says leopard geckos aren’t native to North America. Also, they’re not primarily green and don’t wear Kat Von D Everlasting black Liquid Lipstick. Would you mind bringing that to me?”

With speed and agility only found in most Olympic hurdlers, the Dark Knight had crossed the roof and snatched the lizard from its resting place, returning to his place by the grill.

“I assume that this is actually Beast Boy?” said Batman, holding the gecko by its mid-section.

“Yup.”

The tiny lizard’s form changed, going from reptile to human in the time it took to blink. And he was indeed wearing smeared black lipstick.

“Hey guys,” Beast Boy said, sheepishly, “couldn’t find the pool noodle. Think Star would mind if I used her inner tube?”

“Bats, would you mind giving us some privacy? Young people talk.”

Batman shrugged and headed for the row of chairs where Raven was sitting. Cyborg turned back to Beast Boy, a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

“So, what’s with the make up?”

Beast Boy pointed to his mouth.

“Oh! This! This is just from a black licorice lollipop!”

Beast Boy licked his lips, trying to hide the grimace from the taste of what obviously wasn’t black licorice lollipop.

“Mmmm. Good.”

“Really?” Cyborg said, “because I could swear that I’ve seen Rae wear that exact shade of lipstick. In fact, I think she’s wearing it right now.”

“EVERYONE IN THE POOL!!!!”

With bounds worthy of a gazelle, Beast Boy charged towards the water, leaping gracelessly into the pool.

Cyborg smiled and shook his head before returning to the grill. Maybe he’d throw an extra vegan kabob on for BB to make up for the ribbing.

#My Writing #bbraeweek21 #BBRAE #DC #DC comics #Teen Titans #Teen Titans Go #Batman #Justice League #BBRAE Week #bbrae week 2021 #This is so late #enjoy

[eleanorose123]

1. First Time he Kissed a Boy - Darius/Ben (Camp Cretaceous)  2. Boys Who Like Boys - Patrick/Nigel (Arthur), Willow's dads (Owl House), Indy/Ty (Ducktales 2017), Nick/Joff (OK KO), Globby/Felony Carl (BH6TS), Blitzo, Striker, Stolas (Helluva Boss), Terry/Alexander (Big City Greens), Domino (DWD) 3. Boys Who Like Boys - Raj/Shawn (Craig of the Creek) 4. Lay all Your Love On Me - Blitzo/Stolas (Helluva Boss) 5. Army - Brooklyn/Yaz/Sammy (Camp Cretaceous) 6. Army - Anne/Sasha/Marcy (Amphibia) 7. Atlantis - Omar/Maya (Craig of the Creek) 8. Never Gonna Give You Up - Wander/Hater (Wander over Yonder) 9. Everlasting - Black Heron/Bradford (DT17) 10. Now That I Found You - Drake/Launchpad (DT17) 11. Now That I Found You - Donald/Daisy, Della/Selene, Huey/Violet, Beakley/Harp, Scrooge/Bradford, Glomgold/Gibbous, Louie/Boyd, Mark Beaks/Falcon Graves, Black Heron/Beakley, Scrooge/Santa, Kit/Don Karnage, Drake/Taurus Bulba, Domino/Steelbeak, Bradford/Black Heron, Fenton/Gyro, Scrooge/Duckworth, Donald/Panchito/Jose, Megavolt/Quackerjack/Bushroot/Liquidator 12. If My Heart Was a House - Luz/Amity (Owl House), Catra/Adora (SPOP), Panda/Charlie (WBB), Drake/Launchpad (DT17), Tom/Star/Marco (SVTFOE), Wander/Hater (WOY) 13. Motivation - Stacks/Kelsey (Craig of the Creek) 14. Simply the Best - Panda/Charlie (WBB) 

#rose edits

[alteredphoenix]

In Lieu of Spring (WoW)(WIP)(Lothraxion-centric)

A/N: I thought I had an excerpt posted on the blog, but it turns out I didn’t. This is one of the drafts that’s sitting on my AO3: a little character study on Lothraxion, set off the grid during the BfA era (because I guess the Vindicaar had to take a helluva beating at Antorus to sit out the expansion).

However, keep in mind that was portion was written before the dreadlord subplot was introduced in Shadowlands, to which the Enemy Infiltration - Preface book makes mention of one such nathrezim who allowed him or herself to be lightforged so as to infiltrate the Light’s ranks and cause chaos from within.

This means a few things:

(1) I like Lothraxion (2) It’s heavily implied that the nathrezim in question is possibly Lothraxion (if there isn’t another lightforged dreadlord running around off-screen), and (3) This information caused me to f r e a k the same way Sylvanas being the final boss of Sanctum of Domination did to her fans lmao

This flips the paladin class hall from Legion and a good chunk of the Argus campaign on its head if the confirmation of him being the mole is true; and as much as people like to pretend Warlords of Draenor and Yrel’s descent into villainy didn’t happen, I feel the only way we’ll get a concrete answer is either in the tail-end of Shadowlands (as some notably named dreadlords have showed up already) or a Light-centric expansion. This was also written under the auspice that Lothraxion isn’t a sleeper agent loyal to Denathrius but rather hears the song of the naaru in his thoughts instead compelling him to follow their linear path (if we take into account the theory that Saa’ra may be the ‘Light’ that made the bargain with Death and was the actual mastermind behind Calia dying and raising her into lightforged undeath in Before the Storm).

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There’s an itch on his head, where his horns used to be.

For a while, when it started, he thought it a mild inconvenience but also something that was to be expected. After all, having fel energy run parallel with your blood inside your body always made moving around an unpleasant experience—an everlasting flame immune to time and power. But the lightforging process had purged that constant, underlying agony from his veins and filled him with a sensation that clean and new, and since then he had never felt more awake and aware of every step he took, every breath he gave, every sound he heard.

The Light Mother’s blessing is the best thing to ever happen to him.

She is gone now. For better or worse, however, he can’t quite say. The Betrayer—no, Illidan, rejected her gift, and tore her asunder. Turalyon had raged and despaired even as the Prophet explained to him what had happened, and what needed to be done with her remains.

Perhaps it was all for the better in the end. Her shattered pieces helped empower the Vindicaar and made her all the more battle-ready to push the assault on Antorus. Any protest Turalyon had in those private moments were gone after that.

Illidan, for his part, looked ever onward, the shadows all around him and the Burning Throne, the Seat of the Pantheon, at his forefront. As always.

For a man who committed great evil, he had no regrets.

Interesting, Lothraxion muses, and his mind flashes back to that moment. The explosion of Light, the fury of the demon within emerging from a man who looked like an elf but no longer was, the Mother’s flames snuffing out the Dark Titan’s scars carved across his tempered body--

The itch begins to strengthen.

Lothraxion hums, refrains from scratching at it.

#warcraft #fanfiction #mywriting #preview #in lieu of spring (fanfic) #lothraxion #i'm genuinely curious to see how prophetic this fic becomes when we learn more about lothraxion #b/c i will be B E S I D E M Y S E L F if he is an actual traitorous bastard

[pintsizeddeepthoughts]

Tell Me a Story: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince - J.K. Rowling

Year: 2005

Country: United Kingdom

Confession: I never read the Harry Potter series growing up, mostly due to teenage "I'm too cool" reasons. However, after 20 years of obstinate resistance, the walls have crumbled and it is finally time...

Book one was the origin story. Book two was the origin story again but with flair. Book three was the mousetrap plot. Book four was a study on trauma. Book five was the teenage angst book. Book six is something deeper and better. The penultimate novel in the series is a character study on the nature and cost of evil. It's also one of the best books in the series (and one of Rowling's favorites). Much more tonally balanced than The Order of the Phoenix, this novel delves into the history and psychology of Voldermort in stunning detail. Was Voldermort born bad or a product of his environment? Rowling doesn't come down on either side. Like the complicated potions Harry creates with an unusually helpful annotated textbook, Voldermort's path towards evil has many different ingredients. These ingredients lay out a path for Harry to potentially use in the series finale and are a parting gift from Dumbledore.

Speaking of Dumbledore, this is a good time to discuss antecedents. It has been noted by many literary critics that the character of Dumbledore follows the trope of the wise, grey, mentoring wizard. The most cited antecedent I have seen is Merlyn from T.H. White’s The Sword in the Stone (book one of his Once and Future King cycle). The Half-Blood Prince is the novel that most resembles that classic. In both books the older man directly tutors the youth, both travel together, and both feature lessons that need to be learned in order to confront later problems. Both Merlyn and Dumbledore also preach the power of love.

The power of love is a prominent theme in both works but White’s thesis about love’s power is much different from Rowling’s. I will be going into this more in a later post once I finish the series but it should be noted here that Dumbledore is a much more active character through the Potter series than Merlyn is in the Once and Future King. Dumbledore is an actual guide for Harry and, to Rowling’s everlasting credit, a fallible one. As Dumbledore himself notes, he’s more intelligent than most men and therefore his mistakes are also greater. Dumbledore seemingly pays for these mistakes at the end. The only question is whether Harry learns enough to succeed in the end. At the end of book six, it’s an open question. I do not want to get into too much further detail here as to Rowling's themes and how they're all snapping together nicely as the series reaches its conclusion. That's another post for for book seven. I'm both ready and not ready for the series to end. Like a dive on Harry's Firebolt, it's been a helluva ride.

#Tell Me Your Story #JK Rowling #Fiction Review #Harry Potter #HP #harry potter and half-blood prince #th white #The Once and Future King #the sword in the stone

[laynefaire]

So.... I’m disgustingly late with this post - - but in my defense, I have worked every day since the beginning of the month. I had to spend today trying to catch up on everything. 

I was tagged by  @jacaranda-bloom @reminiscingintherain​ @twopoppies and  @haztobegood to post my July writing goals. I’m not even revisiting June - it was an absolute disaster. However, I did manage to at least make my tracker goal, so at least there’s that. 

Now, to buckle down and get to work. GYWO allowed us to change our 2020 writing goals at the end of June. I have likely bitten off more than I can chew, but since I already accomplished what I set out to do in January, eh - why not? 

Even if I fail, I’ve still written a helluva lot more than I ever expected. With that in mind, my goal for 2020 is now 150K words. I’m going to have to do about 10K a month to hit it. Wish me luck. 

Goals for July - 

fill each prompt for Wordplay 4.0

post Let Me Be Your Everlasting Light - I’m waiting on Isa to finish her magic with the art work - and OMG what’s she’s done so far!! I can’t wait to share it with everyone! 

finish Disney Direction fic I agreed to pinch hit 

plot 1D Breakup fest fic and start writing

plot Heartbreak Weather fic and start writing

I’m going to need a lot of cheerleading and accountability- I already know I will be working six closing shifts straight, starting Friday, and finding the motivation to open my laptop at nearly midnight is a tough sell. So please, feel free to send me messages and beg me for snippets of anything that catches your fancy - (except the Breakup fest fic - that’s anonymous!)

I’m not even sure who to tag at this point - since I’m pretty sure by now everyone else has done their goals. If you haven’t and needed a reason to do it, consider yourself tagged. 

#mine #writing #writing goals #july writing goals