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asassydork · 4 months
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@simzart ghost cats/magic dust cats do something to my brain chemistry.
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sentientsliotar · 5 months
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This perfectly confirms my headcanon for Charlie
She’s trying
I’m now convinced the first time Angel will actually open up about his struggles and how he got into drugs will be his attempt to improve the script.
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littledigits · 7 months
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Magic bois
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Kind of like an introduction post, but I’ve actually been here for a while.
Hi, I’m Secretly-A-Catamount!
I have ASD, SPD, ADHD, dyslexia, dysgraphia, and anxiety: so no ableism, or I’ll punch you in to the sun.
I’m aro-ace, but not an arrow-ace, which is upsetting because now I can’t be a Hunter for Artemis.
I live in somewhere in the good ol’ USA (not sure how accurate that is sometimes) with my family and pets.
Here’s my fandoms (in no particular order, will be updated as I consume more media):
The Serafina Series
The Willa Series
The Shadowhunter Chronicles
The Chronicles of Narnia
His Dark Materials
The Book of Dust
DC Comics
Marvel Comics
Wings of Fire
Warrior Cats
Phantom of the Opera
Newsies
Wicked: The Broadway Musical
The Wicked Years
Six of Crows
King of Scars
The Magisterium Series
Percy Jackson and the Olympians (plus all of the other Rick Riordan book series in that universe)
The School for Good and Evil
Ever After High
The Villain Series
Doctor Who
Hamlet
Twelfth Night
Anthony and Cleopatra
The Hunger Games
The Inheritance Cycle
The Land of Stories
A Tale of Magic . . .
The Legend of Zelda Series
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beliscary · 7 months
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hunting gore crows
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icefang111 · 1 month
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Binged the dungeon meshi anime today and gotta say... was not nearly as fucked as everyone was implying???
Was really good, don't get me wrong but like, what's a little blood magic between friends ya know? It's chill, like bearly a 6 on the fucked scale. I was expecting more :/
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kori-z · 1 year
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Awakened Naala fanart
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bratsygirlsworld · 1 year
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“Quiet people have the loudest minds” - Stephan Hawking
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yuribrd · 2 years
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At some point in his life, Yuri should totally get himself a fish bowl or two such as these
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and fill them with lovely ornate fishies.
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deenadeejapan · 3 months
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(via "Ethereal Gerbera: A Cat’s Safe Retreat" Magnet for Sale by DeenaDee)
Ethereal Gerbera: A Cat’s Safe Retreat
Where whimsy and feline grace converge, serenity blooms in this ethereal art. Ethereal Gerbera: A Cat’s Safe Retreat' is a visual poem where the mystical dance of fairies around a cat-safe flower creates a sanctuary of peace. This artwork is a heartfelt celebration of nature's serene beauty, perfect for anyone who cherishes the enchanting bond between flora and fauna.
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tonihatessociety · 3 months
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Things about the Hazbin Hotel main cast from the Wiki, which fastinate me + my wonderful comments
Alastor
Alastor specifically liking the Stock Market Chrash of 1929 (tf)
Alastor being Bilingual and it being listed next to him being able to do eldritch magic
Alastor being a cannibal (no suprise)
He is canonically flexible
Alastor likes pineapple on pizza (i trusted you)
Alastor being aromantic because no one would be good enough for him in his eyes (is he lying though)
He hates men
Alastor has bad breath
Charlie
Charlie liking Frappuccinos (where does she even get them)
Charlie being friends with literally everyone in the hotel
She also likes pineapple on pizza (literally the most demonic thing about her)
Vaggie
Her abilitys are expressive hair and expressive bowtie
Vaggie is the best dancer in the main cast (Al an Charlie are crying in a corner)
Angel Dust
He dislikes his feet (feel you)
Angel can predict the weather
He has retrectable limbs
Bro just wants to chill in his sweatpants
He plays the Trumpet and the Accordion, allthough quite badly
He likes children (which I find odly comforting)
Angle likes fish
He was supposed to be a father at one point
Husk
He dislikes being a cat (most unrelatable thing ever)
Literally only friends with Angel and Niffty
Husk is fluent in 7 languages?!
Of course he's from Vegas and grew up in a Casino
"A hole is a hole" SORRY WHAT?
Niffty
She likes fanfiction (ONE OF US ONE OF US)
She dislikes good boys and likes bad boys (what else did I expect tbh)
She playes the Tambourine
Niffty just liking MEN
"not a hopless romantic but hopeless in her romatic life" GIRL! girl...
She's literally the only straight person
In conclusion: I just love these characters
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Oh you know. The loser has to come and pay his respects to God.
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sardonic-the-writer · 3 months
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𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞
↳ warnings: alastor being a bit egotistical
↳ song: si j'étais blanche—joséphine baker
↳ notes: got any ideas for stuff i should do next? reblogs are appreciated
masterlist | commissions | carrd
• It wasn’t your fault you’ve always had a messed up sleep schedule
• Even while living, nighttime had never been able to tame you. It was just your luck that the habit carried on into hell. Figures that the world wouldn’t give you a break even in death
• You weren’t exactly an insomniac, per se. It was quite the opposite in fact. Just a simple case of falling victim to spontaneous naps in the most random of places. Yet never at night
• Narcoleptic & nocturnal were the terms that your friends used to use for you. With grins, they’d compared you to an owl; always up at night wandering aimlessly. Sometimes for days on end you’d carry on doing this and that, only to curl into a ball the next day and remain that way
• The habit never was anything more than a nuisance until you’d started living at the hotel. The place was just so big, with so many places for you to lie down before the thought of your bedroom even crossed your mind
• Angel Dust was the first person to find you passed out. He had been strolling into the kitchen, looking for something to consume that wasn’t drugs for once, when he spied you hunched over the counter snoring softly
• In your hand was a wooden spoon covered in a creamy batter of some sort, a bowl beneath it with the same concoction. Almost as if you had been making something before passing out
• Briefly checking his phone, the spider confirmed that it was only two in the afternoon, and approached you with a sly smile
• You were promptly startled awake by a loud shout directly next to your ear
• “I’m sorry—“ Angel laughed wildly as you fumed, not sounding sorry at all. “—but you should have seen your face.” He clutched his stomach as he fell into another laughing fit
• “Hey! Watch it!”
• He ducked with a frown as you sent the spoon flying at his head, just barely missing the porn star’s styled hair
• Everyone quickly made their own discovery about your weird sleeping habits soon after. Each in their own embarrassing ways
• Vaggie witnessed you lying on the stairs looking positively drained one morning, and Charlie even found you face first on the bar counter while Husk wiped away at a cocktail glass
• “Too much to drink?” She asked the cat, lifting up one of your arms between her thumb and forefinger carefully, almost as if you’d wake if she pressed to hard
• Husk laughed to himself at the question, remembering how he had turned to make you a shot before coming back to the sight before him now
• “Not exactly.” He huffed
• Perhaps best example of just how bad your timing was came in the form of an impromptu staff meeting
• Alastor had called everyone— more like demanded them —into the main parlor for an announcement one day. A mere week after the kitchen incident with Angel, in fact
• With a flourish of shadowy magic and a twirl of his hands, the overlord presented some sort of home made commercial on the age old TV the place had, looking very amused with himself as he did so
• You tried to pay attention, you really did. But at one point the actors and stray blood splatters started to look like the back of your eyelids
• By the time it was over, Alastor was tapping his fingers along the top of the picture box rhythmically while everyone looked at him with awkward smiles
• But you? Well—
• “So!” Alastor cheered with a cheesy grin as he spun on his heel. The rest of the members in the room watched him awkwardly, not noticing that your head had hit the back of the couch at a rough angle. “What do you all thi— are they asleep.”
• Static bled into the demons voice at an alarming rate as you let out a half jolt at the shift in mood, falling off the couch with a yelp in your wake
• You took a moment to swipe at your face wildly before blanching at Alastor towering over you nervously
• “Uh, my bad?”
• Alastor’s smile strained itself so thin, you thought it would split his face in half
• “Glad to know I’m keeping you entertained.” He all but laughed happily. But the white knuckled grip on his microphone told you otherwise
• You recall Charlie telling you something about ignorance being one of Alastor’s least favorite things. Especially when it came to his little spectacles
• “Maybe we’ve had enough peer feedback for today—“ Vaggie cut in cautiously
• “I concur.” Came your quick agreement
• You made sure to avoid Alastor for a few days after that
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hxzelwallflower · 1 year
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alright eileen, kiss hans or nod (you can only pick ONE)
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She is but a cat , dear stranger ! How can you expect this sad , pathetic animal to choose between two people , especially one that's HUMAN .
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cherubfae · 2 months
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you're accidentally shrunk! || hazbin x reader
with Alastor, Lucifer, Husk, Angel Dust, Vox
tags: fluff, comedy, established relationships, gn!reader (implied masc reader for angel as always <3)
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Alastor
He is quite amused by the whole ordeal, if not a touch worried for your wellbeing. You're utterly tiny, capable of sitting in the palm of his hand like a tiny doll. His claw gently nudges your cheek, tilting your chin up. Using his own magic proves to be futile. After several attempts he's still unable to change you back to your normal self. He isn't sure why his powers don't seem to be taking effect.
Alastor doesn't let anyone else touch or hold you. Legit will hold you in his hand above his head should Vaggie or Charlie try to get a better look at you.
"No, no, no," Alastor clicks his tongue. "I'm afraid I'm not comfortable in letting my dearest love be held by anyone but me. Surely, you understand." He gives you a little smile, his thumb gently stroking your head.
You aren't a little toy and the last thing he wants happening if Niffty mistaking you for a roach, so he prefers to have you sitting atop his shoulder, his head, or safely tucked into the pocket of his waistcoat with your tiny little head poking out to watch the world around you. As much as he finds you adorable and vulnerable in this state, he does prefer you as yourself. He'll probably head to Rosie first, he wants nothing to do with Lucifer. She always has her ear to the ground and he's certain he'll get you returned to normal soon.
Lucifer
Well, that's new. Lucifer is easily able to turn you back to yourself but he wants to have a little fun first. He lifts you up and presses little kisses all over your face, giggling to himself when you press your hands to his rosy cheeks.
"Can't help it, sweetheart! You're too cute!" He gently nuzzles your cheek, placing a loving kiss to the top of your head. He'll shapeshift himself into a mouse and pretend that you're a little fairy about to battle for Narnia.
When he turns you back, he is relieved. He much prefers you as your lovely self where you're able to snuggle into his side and hold you properly to his chest, sharing many kisses between you two.
Husk
Shit, this ain't good, but at least yer havin' fun, baby. Husk sighs, leaning his chin against his paws. His yellow eyes flick back and forth in amusement as you treat the bar counter like your own slip-and-slide, watching as you spin around on the shiny wood with a small squeak.
Husk catches you with his tail before you can slide off, lightly placing you back on your feet mirroring the grin you give him. "I'm glad you're having a good time but we gotta figure out how to turn ya back, hun." He leans back against the stool, hoping Charlie has found something or someone who may be able to offer some help.
Charlie, on queue, comes rushing down the stairs holding a light pink pearlescent vial in her hands. "Let's try this!" She stands triumphantly, proudly holding out the vial in her hands. "A drop or two on their head should bring them back to normal height. I have a feeling this will work, but as Plan B we can go to my Dad!" She beams.
Husk nods, giving you a tiny peck on top of your head that only serves to make Charlie coo. Placing you on the floor, Charlie uncaps the vial. A shimmery fuschia-purple liquid smelling of sweet berries oozes out and gently drops onto your head.
A whoosh of pink and yellow unfurls out and soon you're standing before them as mostly yourself. Your hair is now a dyed vibrant pink. Across the room, Alastor who is casually reading the newspaper, snaps his fingers and poof! Your hair is back to normal!
"You could've helped them this whole time?!" Husk hisses, fur bristling. Alastor hums, taking a sip of his black coffee, "Hmm no, just their hair. Good thing they're back in one piece, yes?" He grins. "Too bad you didn't play a little cat and mouse with them. That would have been a sight to behold!"
Angel Dust
As adorable as you are, Angel is fuckin panicking. He's not quite sure what to do and he's terrified of someone accidentally stepping on you. "Okay, baby, I've got ya, hang on!" Angel places you on his chest fluff, his hand holding you in place as he returns to his room.
Depending on how long this magic lasts, Angel will 100% want to play dress up with you and have you try on cute outfits or perhaps make a cute little dollhouse for you. He's too scared of crushing you in his sleep so until this wears off, he doesn't want to risk anything happening to you. He's also worried about Niffty mistaking you for a bug, so when he's out and about, he keeps you close to him at all times. If he has to leave and can't take you with, he instructs Vaggie and Charlie to look after you.
"Do not let Niffty or the Egg Bois around them, got it?" His stern eyes are narrowed, making an expression that he's watching Sir Pentious. "Keep the Eggies in line."
Vox
What the fuck? He blinks, a jolt of electricity nearly short-circuiting himself. Babe, what the fuck happened to you? Vox scoops you into his hands, holding you to his chest. He's doing his best not to panic, convinced this is another one of Alastor's stupid fucking pranks.
Thankfully whatever has happened wasn't permanent. A tiny explosion of sparkles and a poof blue dust has the futuristic demon stumbling back, sighing when you're standing there at your normal height with a hand pressed to your head.
"Holy shit, what the fuck happened?" Vox presses, grasping your hand and pulling you into his lap. He's cupping your face between clawed hands checking for any sign of injury. "Was it Alastor?" You shake your head, coughing out some blue sparkly dust.
"Nah, got caught under some pollen demon's magic on my way to HQ." You grumble, leaning your head onto your boyfriend's shoulder. Vox sighs, wrapping his arms around your waist.
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"Ok, ok, well, you're back," he grumbles. "Don't do that to me again."
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the lgbt neurodivergent urge to re-enter my warrior cats phase from middle school
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