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Chapter 20 of my webcomic, Little Girl From Hell is now available to read on Webtoon Canvas! ^^
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wips from a small 2 page comic !!! first time drawing lucifer too, fun little guy
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beetlejuice mentioned :O
since some of you liked me posting my goofy animations, have this :D
I had this idea brewing in my mind for some time actually, thinking I was so funny for it, anyway
#HAKAHAKHAJA#OH MY GOD#WASNT EXPECTING THAT#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fanart#hazbin hotel adam#hazbin hotel lute
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Reading amazing fanfiction, then forgetting to bookmark it
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"In those faded photographs, from that summer long ago"
Did you love me then
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gossiping old ladies
forget being afraid of being judged as a sinner or winner, I am afraid to be judged by THEM.
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still obssessed with gideons communication skills
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My favourite part of the pilot is these girls being polite to each other❤️
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It's the radio demon 📻
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“I’m a SHARK-” said Alastor the deer demon, “because it’s a good metaphor!’
(NO I will not do a part 2!💕)
#THIS IS SOOOOO COOL#BARKBARKBABKRKABKR#hazbin hotel#AN INSPIRATION#one sided radiostatic#on all fours. barking and howling#very cool art#very pog#fr
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wip !!!
i think alastor could be arrogant enough to think he can take on the king of hell by himself (in a FIGHT) and get his ass completely humbled afterwards. maybe if the fight with adam hadn't happened (he already got humbled once, twice would be too much for his poor heart) and if something happened to lucifer that would weaken him somehow, alastor could assume the odds to be on his side. wrong, very likely. personally id kill to see a fair fight between them
also if it the order of things look confusing dw, color and text will fix that. mayhaps.
#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel comic#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin hotel lucifer#wip#cosq art#cosq hazbin art#the girls are fighting!!!
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I know Valentine's Day was two days ago, but I have a slow brain okay.
Anyway, just like everyone else I just want to marvel at how perfect Alastor's Valentine's Day merch is.
Look at this, look at him. Everyone else's pinup was sexy and they had revealing outfits. But Alastor? Someone at this app said that he is a modern equivalent of a Victorian woman showing her ankle. I truly love it, he undone his bow tie and that's it, that's the most he's showing, his neck without a bow. He isn't even in any sexy pose either. He kinda looks as if he was laying on a couch and someone told him to pose.
And then his Valentine's card? It's not about love or anything like this, this is about friendship, about platonic love. It literally says 'On a day devoted to lovers I am glad to have you as a friend' and I'm over the moon with it.
As a fellow asexual I am beyond happy to see that none of Alastor's merch was romantic or sexual.
It means a lot to me and I just wanted to say it.
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first time taking a crack at Hotsauce
#the locked tomb#tlt#nona the ninth#the blimpys#spoinkly winkly#theyre so special to me#no one gets it#its 2am im going down#read nona#or ill find you
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Alastor's dissapearance (Part 4)
Whoa, writer's block is finally gone?! No way!! Anyway, I'm sorry it's such a short chapter after such a long wait. This isn't the last chapter! I have a few more ideas I'd like to write that follow this timeline. It may be a little OOC, but I find it a little difficult to write vulnerable Alastor... Hope you enjoy anyhow, and stick around for more!! Thank you all for the support! <3
Part 3
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She didn’t dare cry, because how could she? She wouldn’t let her emotions over a guy she hadn’t seen in seven years affect her ability to work or protect her subjects. She wouldn’t allow herself to feel, at the very least until she figured out a way to minimize the impact of the exorcism that was coming in only a few months. She was a very busy woman, after all.
A week passed since, but It didn’t take long for it to reach Rosie’s ears that he had stepped foot back into Cannibal Town.
Alastor walked casually, a hand rested behind his back while the other held his cane. He could feel the stares of judgment from the cannibals burning into his skull. Usually, he wouldn’t give less of a damn, but the guilt that had been rotting him from the inside out was growing with each cold glance.
Eventually, he reached Rosie’s Emporium. It was fairly early in the morning, and the building was still closed. He knocked thrice, hoping a certain white-haired cannibal overlord would open the door.
His silent prayers to himself had been answered and his smile became a little more genuine as Rosie came to the door. She didn’t look thrilled to see him. She held back an annoyed groan and instead opted for a tired sigh. “What are you doing here, Alastor?”
“I believe I owe you an apology,” he answered, his voice annoyed her.
Rosie had to admit that Alastor looked different. More vulnerable, in a weird way, despite still having his usual smile plastered on his face. “Please leave. I don’t have time for this. Besides, don’t you have that little hotel to tend to?” Rosie attempted to close the door, but Alastor wedged his cane between the gap and made it impossible to.
“I fear our long-awaited reunion didn’t go to either of our expectations. I do not want our friendship to falter over a silly miscommunication, so please allow us to try again.”
“You disappeared for seven years and couldn’t even send me a letter regarding your return. That isn’t just a silly miscommunication, you’re just being an inconsiderate asshole.” Rosie’s tone wasn’t angry or sad anymore. Instead, it was stern, numb of any other emotion. This was her way of protecting herself.
Alastor’s ears flattened against his head. He didn’t want to act desperate. He had an image to maintain after all, and he was still standing in public. But he needed Rosie to hear him out or he’d never forgive himself. “I brought you something… As a show of good nature. I’m not here to start a fight or hurt you like I did before.”
Appearing in his hand from a cloud of dark smoke was a small bouquet, roses to be exact. He wasn’t a very creative gift-giver.
Rosie stared at him for a moment, taking the bouquet. She gave a deep sigh and opened the door fully. “Very well.”
“Thank you.” Alastor quickly took the moment to enter the emporium before Rosie changed her mind.
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They entered the staff room and sat down on the couch beside each other. Alastor’s eye twitched ever so slightly as he saw Rosie’s new radio sitting on the coffee table. To him, it was an abomination. How dare someone add a TV screen to a radio? But he couldn’t bring it up now, or he’d lose his chance to mend things with Rosie.
“Say what you have to say now, Alastor,” Rosie began, picking up a cup of coffee she had left so she could answer the door.
Alastor paused. He had a lot he wanted to say. He wanted to give her an explanation on why he left, but even the thought made the invisible chains on his neck squeeze tighter.
“I’m… Sorry, Rosie. I truly am,” he finally managed to say. “I allowed my pride” —that really stung to say out loud— “get to my head and distract me from what actually mattered.”
Rosie listened intently, taking a sip of her coffee. She almost choked on it when Alastor suddenly took one of her hands in both of his.
“You are one of the most important people in my hellish existance. One of my only true friends. Back at the meeting, I did feel remorse. Trust me, I did. But I was unaware how badly my disappearance had affected you, and I responded incorrectly.”
He let go of her hands and sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. He hated this feeling of vulnerability, he wasn’t used to it.
“I’m sorry I didn’t send you a letter… It’s inexcusable, but it truly did slip my mind. I promise you, from now on, I will keep in touch. Maybe we can go back to having our bi-weekly walks? What do you say?”
Rosie blinked, feeling conflicted. This was a side of him she’d never seen before. She was still upset, of course, an apology won’t fix the years of hurt he caused, but it was a start.
A small smile appeared on her face and she opened her arms, inviting him for a hug. He looked at her, his permanent smile finally reaching his eyes with genuine joy. He hugged her, and she hugged tighter.
“So… Is this forgiveness, my dear?”
“It’s definitely a start…”
“Thank you.”
They broke the hug, and Alastor’s eyes drifted towards the radio on the table. “Now, if I may ask, why did you purchase such an abomination?”
“Alastor.”
"Apologies."
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