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The Fiery Pits of Hell are being blended!!
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You cannot save it.
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The reason that Hell itself is being is because this blog has reached 666 followers!!
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Thank you for all of the support on this blog! I never thought it would get this far!
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tazmiilly · 8 months
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do you ever think about how when ford got portal'ed he essentially was being forced to go cold turkey on coffee.
you go through a portal and see nightmares barely beyond your comprehension and BOOM caffeine headache
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annmariethrush · 2 months
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Season 9 coming right after season 8 is so crazy bro. You’re telling me they went straight from insane and awesome shit to…. season 9???????? Insane show for insane people
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anarchywoofwoof · 1 month
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wheatnoodle · 6 months
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some more vintage jela for your tl🫶💕🤍🩵❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥💘💖💝💛💕💙💘💞❤️
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anthemofgvf · 11 months
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https://live.onamp.com/F2fTxrA4rAb
^^here’s the full interview so you guys can listen to what we had to go through. what a shit show
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aaandbackstabbed · 6 hours
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Just to clarify Beakley and Duckworth are both homosexuals and that is part of their rivalry
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The girls! I’m being held at gunpoint by nostalgia.
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Ah yes, my fav white noise to fall asleep to during day time and night time:
Aircraft army training above densely populated area for Days
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muxas-world · 2 months
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Oh we are in thw trenches whit alpine 😭 who the fuck we are p19
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abysslll · 1 year
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PLEASE tell me why my grandma put normal doors on her pantry and bedrooms but used a barn door for the fucking bathroom
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lapcatcreations · 10 months
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Work in progress for the next episode!!!
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gerec · 2 years
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Au-gust 2022
Previous prompts here: AU-gust Challenge 2022
8. Literal Hell
Pairing(s): Cherik Warnings: None
Loosely inspired by Constantine and sequel to this ficlet from my AU-gust 2020 collection.
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It’s a peculiar quirk of the White Queen’s to never take callers before midnight, which means an interminable two hour wait before Erik is permitted an audience. The bartender Logan – a rare human like him, in a place that caters specifically to a supernatural clientele – keeps the liquor flowing as Erik stews on his stool. It’s obvious to anyone who looks that he’s itching for violence, and half-demon and half-angel alike give his corner of the bar a wide berth.
At the stroke of minute Azazel appears in a puff of sulphur, offering his hand to teleport him to the Inner Sanctuary. Wherever the White Queen holds court, it isn’t actually in the Hellfire Club proper, and there’s no actual way to reach her without Azazel’s help. Not that she really needs the added protection, being the most powerful of the half-breed angels on the mortal plane.
(The only one who equals her in power is the Black King, the half-breed demon Erik currently has in his sights.)
He doesn’t come to Emma often, nor does she meddle in his affairs, the two having long agreed to a pact of mutual non-aggression. Only in the rarest of circumstances has he actually sought her for help, unwilling to pay the heavy price she exacts for a favor or a bit of information. But Erik finds himself at a loss with nowhere else to turn, desperation setting in as his search keeps coming up empty.
“Lehnsherr,” she says with a sultry smirk, leaning seductively against the plush cushions of her antique divan. Flanked on each side by her pet half-breeds, Azazel and Janos, she looks every bit the debauched Queen on her throne. There was a time when he’d first lost Magda and Nina that he nearly found himself in her bed, and likely would have if not for the pair of unearthly blue eyes (not red, or he would have known what he was) that ended up pulling Erik into his web. “How nice to see you again.”
He bares his teeth in a grimace that only makes Emma laugh, knowing he can do nothing but bear her sarcasm and disdain. “You know why I’m here. Where is he?”
To her credit she doesn’t prevaricate, though she can’t resist at least one well-aimed barb. “What’s wrong, darling? Did you lose track of your pretty lover boy? Did Charles finally grow tired of your whole angsty, tortured soul routine?”
“He disappeared without a trace, Emma. I’ve looked everywhere; asked everyone and no one knows anything. I was sleeping, and someone came and took him from my bed.”
“Your bed you say—”
“Emma!”
Emma lets out a long and aggravated sigh. “You really have no sense of humor Erik Lehnsherr. Charles is fine. The reason you can’t find him is because he’s not…here.” “Then where is he?” he asks through gritted teeth.
Entirely unconcerned with either Erik’s annoyance or Charles’ welfare, Emma waves her hand imperiously and takes a sip from her flute of champagne. “He’s home, Erik. His mother summoned him and he refused her call. So, she sent Sebastian to collect him that’s all.”
Erik exhales roughly, though his sense of relief is temporary at best; this means that Charles is in literal Hell, and worse, currently in the Black King’s possession.
“What does she want with him?” he says, wondering why Lilith would go to such lengths to abduct her own son. “Is he in danger?”
Emma shrugs. “I have no idea. Perhaps she simply misses her prodigal son. Or perhaps she doesn’t approve of his fondness for humans, and means to keep a closer eye on how he spends his time.”
There are days where Erik wishes he’d never met Charles; never fallen into bed with him and under his spell. But he also can’t conceive of an existence now that doesn’t include his half-demon lover, and nothing – not Shaw and not Lilith is going to keep them apart.
He looks at a still smiling Emma and rolls his eyes. “Thank you for the information. Now tell me what you want in return.”
“Oh, I don’t need any payment,” she says with a smirk. “I couldn’t possibly ask for better entertainment than you turning Hell upside down to find him.”
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Helluva Boss
So my friend and I just finished watching the newest Helluva Boss Episode where we find out Moxie is from a Mafia Family and that technically means he is in line to inherit it all and become the next leader if his father was to die.
So what if Moxie were to kill his father and take it over? Making him and Mille the leaders of this huge organization. They could conjoin it with IMP. They also have Stolas the literal King of Hell on their side so they could take their business up top. Recruiting humans and making a huge Mafia organization on earth as well.
IDK we thought it would be a cool idea. It would also be badass to see Millie as like a Mafia Queen or whatever.
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superchat · 1 year
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soufre-de-paris · 8 months
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there is a particular hell of needing to be "on call," aka i can't get into doing something so should someone need me i'm immediately available, but the moments of being needed are so few and far between that long hours stretch while i am not doing and cannot do anything but wait
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