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jazjelspen · 3 months

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my angel baby [part 3]

(alastor w/ angel daughter reader)

[caution: NOT PROOFREAD and in this fic the reader isn't a big fan of adam so qwq apologies adam lovers!! nothing against him at all!]

(notes: alastor joins charlie and vaggie in heaven to convince them about the hazbin hotel. angel reader physically resembles a fawn. alastor attends the court but doesn't do much but watch the mess happen tbh qwq sorries. )

(oh and every flashback that will be in almost every chapter will be out of order! but will always include what age the reader was in at the time of that memory!)

(tags: @wildfire153 @nevermorekisses @corvidae-00 @d0nutsaur @baalzie @luujjvi )

It is the day of the court meeting.

You have never been so glad in the entirety of your afterlife that you made so many good connections to higher angels throughout all your years in heaven.

You managed to convince one of your close friends that usually attended these kinds of court meetings to bring you along as a sort of 'extra advisor', an outside opinion of sorts.. with the exception of not speaking out and interrupting the court while it's ongoing and if you need anything to be said to tell it to them and they'll speak out for you.

Apparently this meeting was entirely set up so that the princess of hell could present a hotel as a second chance for sinners who genuinely wish to better themselves and to go to heaven. Personally you thought that hell was simply their punishment to live through due to their sins, they had their chances. But then again you couldn't imagine what hell was like to those who murdered or committed sins they didn't intend to for the sake of their safety and others.. so a part of you understood where she was coming from as well.

Although.. you genuinely hoped she wouldn't use Alastor as an example since he most definitely doesn't regret a single crime he's done on earth.

You followed your friend inside the court room, taking a seat beside them as you looked down below where Charlie Morningstar and the manager of her hotel, who you know found out is named Vaggie, were prepping to present their cause. Suspiciously, Alastor seemed to be running late since the courthouse seemed to be lacking his presence for these few short moments.. which you weren't exactly sure if that was good or bad.

Once everyone was seated and all was quiet that's when the infamous Adam came and flew in, god you hated that man. You questioned how someone like him could be in a high position in heaven with how many things he's done it just peeved you off.. but you never bothered to verbally question it since you didn't want to find out if mortal souls can be fallen as well since for all you knew only higher angels like the seraphims could become fallen.

Ah, and finally Alastor appeared by means of traveling by shadow.. several members of the court hushing and murmuring after seeing the power that particular sinner seemed to have. Unlike them, you only let out a huff of air through your nose as your skin began to grow cold.. feeling nervous at how the court is reacting to your father even if none of them knew of that big fact just yet. Alastor then set himself beside Charlie on her right hand-side, Vaggie on her left.

Once Adam let out his usual annoying comments that you mentally muted out, that's when Sera finally began the meeting.

Guess you're right on time, Alastor.

"We are gathered here today to determine whether or not a soul in Hell, can be redeemed into the heavenly realm by means of this Hazbin Hotel." she spoke, voice full of reason and seemed very professional. She then gave the rest of the court's attention to the princess. "Princess Morningstar?"

The poor girl seemed nervous and Adam's presence didn't seem to help much either. With a sigh she began as well "Thank you, Seraphim."

You felt bad for the girl, the pressure she must be under. She didn't seem evil to you at all.. in fact with what you heard of her so far she more or less seemed to fit in with Heaven quite well. Oh poor thing.

She cleared her throat, "Webster's dictionary defines redemption as--"

"Objection! Lame and unoriginal."

Hearing Adam's voice made you want to scream.

Oh and so did Alastor's right after.

"Oh here now, no need to be so rude." Alastor's voice interrupted, his tone seemingly playful yet serious "How may we even present our case if you won't even let us explain hmm? Now that's no fair."

Adam scoffed, "Pfft! And why even are you here smiley? Don't tell me something as fucked-up looking as you is gonna be the princess's piece of proof for this shitty hotel, aren't you just another sick fuck?" Laughed the man, an ego bigger than heaven itself.

"I am Alastor, host of the hotel and a sort of co-founder of it as well! I can assure you the Princess's cause and ideas, as bizarre as they seem, seem to be developing quite well!

Now if you'll let us continue, we can at least show you the progress of it so far." The deer demon pointed his hand towards Charlie to give the attention to her once more.

Sera let out a sigh and stepped in to let Charlie continue, with the exception of no further dictionary references.

You sighed feeling frustrated, can't they just let her speak and present herself the way she wants to?

The poor girl seemed to skip through several note cards, Adam continuing to nag her about evidence and yada yada. While he complained your eyes landed on Alastor, your father seemingly annoyed and intrigued by this annoying guy as well.

The few words passed around seemed to deafen on you as you stared at him, trying to see what could he be plotting. Was he to use this hotel as a means to cover something, to bring in more victims, to cause more pain? You were unsure.. he seemed to nice about it. Alastor noticed your prying eyes and side eyed you back as well with that shit-eating grin, making you immediately look away back towards the princess to listen to her once again.

"Angel Dust." she exclaimed.

"Oh yeah. The porn demon! He's totally worth being redeemed." Adam's sarcastic comments and actions only made you see him as childish. You never really interacted with him one on one before since you never needed to but you have seen and heard several things.. you didn't think he deserved to be up here.

"Well if you know so much, what do you think it takes to get into heaven?" Adam seemed flabbergasted by her comment, almost stuck on what to say with how many filler words he uses.

You then put your finger under your chin in thought, 'Good question.. what does it take?' you thought up your own deeds, sacrificing your life for another, your everyday general selflessness, you remember always helping others that needed it and always defended your father from people who saw him as nothing but dirt. To you, getting into heaven takes pure selflessness.

Adam sent a golden paper towards Vaggie, her voice announcing what is says. "Act selfless, don't steal, stick it to the man.. Are you fucking serious?"

Alastor interrupted right after " I do believe theres a few more things after that if I do so recall.."

Adam practically ignored him and started boasting about himself again. You could've sworn a migraine was to come onto you. Alastor definetly wanted to let out more witty comments but knew he had to behave on this particular day as well. He felt annoyed but his relaxed attitude and smile never let that slip out for a second, he looked perfectly composed.

Your friend, the court member, gently nudged on your arm as a way to ask you if you're okay without verbally saying it since apparently you have been sighing and huffing constantly when annoyed or simply reacting to something.

"Oh.. sorry.." you mumbled towards them, they whispered that it's okay right after.

"Let's fucking see then." Adam snapped his fingers as Charlie proudly presented Exhibit A. Everyone seemed to watch with interest, you with slight doubt and hope for the best.

------(sorry besties we gotta time skip a bit more into the song portion of the court qwq I don't know what else to write heeere im sorryyyyy)-------------------------

The evidence was nothing but clear, his Angel Dust fellow was truly making progress to redemption, it was clear through actions! Maybe there really is serious hope for him after all.

So why was Sera and Adam so adamant in not going further in this?

Your thinking only amplified when the court around you also asked the same thing, about why this soul isn't in heaven then.

It wasn't until the Princess started questioning them as well where Sera was stopping the questioning.

Emily started singing and her words slowly impacted you and as you lingered on it that it made you look down and gaze down at your father once more, his expression relaxed and now more focused on how the situation is playing our rather than helping out.

Alastor was here for the entertainment and laughs, and this man knew that it was just going to get better from here now.

-------------(passing through the song cuz honestly im unsure of what else to add but I just know alastor is watching this shit show go down and maybe try to defend charlie but in a half-assed sort of way.. love the man.)----------------------

Sera's voiced echoed across the court, finalizing her final verdict which made your legs threaten to get back up from your seat again. "I'm sorry.. but this court finds that there is no evidence souls in Hell can be redeemed."

Nono its not fair, not every sinner down there is evil theres still a few that have potential to be here! The evidence was clear! Progress can be made!..

And to imagine all the sinners they've killed up to now.

Adam cackled and boasted more, threatening the trio to attack their hotel first.

Alastor took this to heart and decided to act a bit irrationally, activating his powers as his shadow grew bigger as a way to threaten him back. The two girls begging him to stop knowing that this will only anger the angels more.

"Whoa--p lucky for you I'm not in the mood to fight right now, bye bye fuckers!" With a cackle Adam opened a large yellow portal which slowly sucked Vaggie and Charlie in as they begged not to leave. Alastor on he other hand dug his heels onto the ground and his tentacles kept him on the floor strong and using his microphone cane as extra security to not fall over from how strong the portal was trying to suck him in.

"Geez you just don't give up do you, fuckin' radio freak." Adam's comment made Lute grab her weapon that appeared in her grasp when she extended her hand out, raising it up to strike Alastor that was already struggling a bit to stay in place.

Sera exclaimed with Emily and the entire court gasping, "Adam that's--"

"ENOUGH!" you exclaimed, jumping down and leaping out of your seat to stand in between Alastor and Lute, become a barrier.

Lute scoffed "Get out of the way, you aren't even supposed to be in here"

"Killing him would just make you as bad as any other sinner down there."

She snarled at your comment, resisting the urge to strike you instead.

You turned around to face Alastor with a pitiful look on your face "Get out of here, go home. You're making this worse than it has to." You took a steps closer to him yet tried to stay put so that the portal doesn't suck you in as well. "Leave, dad." you gave him a smile, as if this is the last time you're going to see him ever again. "Resisting heaven in this way will only make this dangerous for you and me. Go."

Alastor's eyes narrowed at you, taking a glance at Adam behind you who was flipping him off before giving his attention back to his little dove.

Without any words he made his powers relax, the tentacles slowly uncurling from his ankles and he went into the portal with a menacing grin look to the court as if indirectly saying that this won't be the last of him.

With the portal finally closed you then let out a sigh, Adam laughing his ass off. "Seems like you got a shitty case of daddy issues huh! You came from that prick's ballsack too?? Did you cheat your way up here or something?"

'I'm adopted dipshit, could say the same thing about you though' your thoughts were then interrupted by Sera scolding Adam who then calmed down and flew off himself away with Lute beside him, so did the rest of the other court angels.

You turned to look back up at her too, an obvious look of disappointment adorning her face for being in a place you weren't even meant to be in the first place.

"_____." her voice made you feel small, "I will discuss with you later about the.. decisions you took today, but now theres more important things coming towards our way. Your apparent father... being a good example of what we need to protect ourselves from." She then proceeded to turn to Emily, talking to her in her own gentle way.

You sighed in defeat, although you didn't see Alastor do anything terrible he almost was about to do something he could have possibly regretted.

You flew yourself out of the court room to the entrance of the courthouse, deciding to walk by foot to blow off some steam.

The extermination was set to happen in a month, that'd give you enough time to prepare..

Nonono-- you can't actually be thinking to go to hell in disguise, help the princess, defend her against the angels in another disguise so the angels don't recognize you then go back home like it's nothing.

Right?

Oh god you were crazy enough to do all that huh. Even when the stakes of winning aren't high at all? When you could die?

Well, dying seems better than living in a hypocritical heaven that was more unfair and unkind as it seemed. Yes you love your friends and your people but.. how could the higher ups be alright with so much massacre and murder at their command, they were just like Alastor to you if anything.

You understood Charlie's cause and are willing to stand up for it.

You didn't want to become a fallen if it was possible.. but you couldn't sit here and do nothing.

You may or may not also be doing this to keep your dad safe, even though unbeknownst to you he was one of the strongest overlords in hell and was powerful as fuck, you would excuse this 'care' you have for him by saying you just want him to serve his eternal punishment for his crimes and not have the second easy way out.

"Fine. Let's get to work."

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Alastor was currently holding you by the hand as you both walked back to your home. It was an aggressively rainy day in New Orleans with the raindrops falling like hail, various people running or walking through the rain. You and Alastor were just strolling through with him holding up an umbrella to give you both some kind of shelter.

With you being your two year old self you couldn't help but to playfully kick the water on the ground, it irked Alastor a bit but didn't say much until you then decided to jump on a big puddle to make a huge splash.

"Now _____, I hope I don't have to ask you one more time after this. No jumping on puddles so aggressively, at least only when you're playing but right now we are getting home dear. We mustn't have you catch a cold so soon." He spoke sternly, giving you a smile to make you not feel as if he's mad at you.. at least not entirely.

"Sowy.. " you spoke, your intended word coming out differently than you intended at first but Alastor understood your baby yapping just fine.

"Good girl, just don't do it as much now."

Then you stopped doing it but you still enjoyed watching the ripples in the water.

Once you two got home Alastor took his large coat off and set it on his coat hanger, placing the umbrella in a cane holder and and kneeled down to your level to then take your own rain coat and softer coat off and hung them as well, guess just maybe he seemed to care more than he led on with how he double coated you to stay warm.

He then took off your little rain boots as well and set them beside the door, after that you then immediately skedaddled away with a smile on your face to your room. Alastor sighed as he then went to remove his shoes and set them beside the door, exchanging them for cozy slippers that were waiting for him next to your rain boots as well.. thing is you ran off before he was able to have you put on your own matching pair of fluffy slippers for the cold.

He grabbed them for you as he then headed to you room to find you, assuming you were playing he expected a mess but instead you bumped right into his legs! He looked down and saw that you covered yourself in one of your warmest blankets that he recently bought you for the raining season.

"____, dear you're dragging it on the floor." He sighed a little before picking you up and covering you well with the blanket "Let's head over now, we have some music on the radio to listen to for the rest of the day."

He walked over to the living room and set you down on the sofa. This time as you were set down he also covered the blanket around you even more.. basically turning you into a baby burrito so you'd stay extra warm. He then turned on the radio to play some more classical and softer jazzy tunes before grabbing a newspaper he set down that early morning, setting himself beside you and continuing where he left off.

Despite being trapped in the warmth you couldn't help notice something weird, odd, even to you as a toddler. "Papa.." you babbled.

"Yes, dear?" he spoke with his eyes still glued on the words on the page.

"Red..red." you continued on, wiggling an arm out to touch the sleeve of his dress shirt.

"Hm?.." he hummed as he slowly went to look at what you were pointing.

Oh..

Right, yes, red.

"Ah.. yes.. I must've bumped into paint dear don't worry about it. " he gave you a gentle pat on the head before hastily setting the paper back down again and walking over and around the sofa to head to his room "Be a good girl and stay right where you are, I'll be right back." he exclaimed while leaving.

He let out a long sigh as he then aggressively opened his closet doors to change out of his bloodied dress shirt with a large red hand print smeared on his arm sleeve.

How did he not notice that.. that was too close. You wouldn't understand but he could only hope that no other person saw it.

No one better have saw it.

You were still in your blanket cocoon, too comfortable to move out of it. Hearing the tunes only made you relax even more, oh how you loved it.. the sound of rain even made the experience better to you somehow.

"Blabla.. bleh.. pluh.." you babbled in a sing song way from all the music you listen to. You then proceeded to get bored.. easily.

You wiggled your way out of the blanket to then grab the paper that Alastor left, staring at the front page of it.

Of course you couldn't read for shit, but it's good you couldn't since it's front headline is definitely- something..

'BREAKING NEWS: LOCAL POLICE HAVE FOUND EIGHT MORE BODIES IN LOCAL RIVER BANK. COULD THIS BE NEW ORLEAN'S NEWEST BOOGEYMAN AT WORK?'

"_____, don't touch papa's things sweetheart." Alastor popped out of nowhere and gently tugged the newspaper form your tiny hands. "you can barley read as well, don't tell me you want to start reading the news at your little age." He sat beside you, his signature smile shining as always.

In the end, you snuggled closer to him and slowly felt asleep on him as he continued on reading and relaxing now.

Half an hour passed and he finished reading the paper, enjoying a few parts here and there about it. He closed the thin pages to then look down at you leaning on his side sleeping and huddled in your blanket, in peace.

Ah, how cute. He never was a huge fan of kids, in fact he would've given you away long ago at this age.

But it's small moments like these that made him want to keep you longer, the small and peaceful ones, the ones where you two bonded over things you two enjoyed equally. It's gotten to the point where almost couldn't imagine life without his daughter in it.

Oh god, he's grown soft.

This isn't him, it couldn't be. He's heartless, lacks empathy.. he really does.

But when it comes to you it's like it reverses even for a few moments.

His smile widened as he then gently grazed your head with the back of his hand to avoid waking you up.

He started to mumble to himself, "You see.. a boy would have been the son of another family, but you ______ Altruist.. shall be mine." He spoke softly, a sight to behold from Alastor who is known for anything except soft.

Oh but you were his little girl, his daughter, not by blood but unfortunately he accidentally let himself get attached and now he is proudly your father.

He won't ever admit it, even if threatened with death, but he'll always know that in his sick and dark soul his baby girl was his light. This is why he decided to never let you know about this part of himself that he indulged in without shame.

If only his mother were to see him now, she'd be so proud of Alastor that he has at least made a proper human connection. That he's given her a granddaughter.

Oh if only, only she were here now.

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(thank you for reading everyone! sorry if this chapter seemed a bit lazy or smth qwq I was mostly unsure of how to have alastor and the reader pop in here in there throughout the trial since I wanted to stay true to the show as well but we’ll get more of them very soon!

most likely there will be two more parts after this and it’ll be wrapped up! i will not promise an entirely happy ending for al and his kid tho😭 still deciding on it)

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frogboy0 · 16 days

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THE HEAVEN CAST!!!!! WHOOOOOOO!!!!!

So first off, we got a redesign for the Exorcist Angel armor. I wanted to keep the colors light so they stand out when in Hell. I was also hugely inspired by Crusades armor, since the Crusades fought for religious territory, I thought taking inspo from there made sense.

Then we have Lute, Emily, Sera and Adam's designs. I'll explain it all under the cut if you're interested!!!

LUTE!!!!!!!!!! Sorry guys but she's basically a different character with the same name at this point

So I think that Lute was like a mentor figure to Vaggie, she was the closest thing Vaggie had to a (sorta) mom but it's defiantly like a student-master relationship.

I think that Vaggie trusted and cared for Lute deeply, she devoted all her time and energy into training in order to make not only Heaven better, but to make Lute proud. Lute was a HUGE driving force Vaggie's martyr complex.

But they were close!!!! The care wasn't just once sided, I think Lute did love Vaggie. I think they both care for each other SO much, that's why it will hurt SO MUCH when it's LUTE as the one to de-wing and banish Vaggie. She LOVED her, she TRUSTED HER!!!!!

Trust that I will be delving deeper into this in the future ✊✊✊

So Emily and Sera's designs and roles in the story are pretty much the same, I liked them in canon! They were fun and offered an interesting addition to the show!!!!

The main thing I chose to change was basically their hair and skin color tbh. I understand what the show was TRYING to do, w the fact that they're supposed to be black (and apparently those are supposed to be dreads in Sera????) but.......... It wasn't good.

With their canon skin color, I know a lot of angels have gray skin but to me, it looked like the designers didn't know whether to make Sera and Emily (especially Sera) gray or flesh colored, which then resulted in them trying to meet it in the middle and left us with this,,,, really ashy looking black skin in some shots which I didn't like.

I decided to just make them a darker gray so they can both be seen as black and also keep consistent with angels having gray skin :)

ALSO THAT ONE DOODLE WITH EMILY LOOKING AT CHAGGIE, I PROMISEEEEEE THAT SHE DOESN'T LIKE EITHER OF THEM LIKE THAT, I JUST DID IT TO BE FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!!!

(I think the ship is cute but personally, it's not for me ^^)

And finally..... ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!

So like Lute, Adam is basically a completely different character with that same name just slapped on.

I REALLY didn't like him in the show to be honest. I think we was an enjoyable character at times but he's totally like my second to last fav character (with my LEAST favorite being Lucifer LOL). I think it was an interesting take on Adam definitely!! To see him so cocky and full of himself bc of his title but....... It was just very...... Viziepop with the whole "original dick" thing......

Adam is the literal FATHER of humanity!!!? He is EVERYONE'S FATHER!!!!!! I don't understand the point of making him mean aside from the fact that he's supposed to be an opposing force in the show, but even then, just because he's the opposing force, doesn't mean he's gotta be a huge jerk!!!!!

I think it could be more interesting and add more nuisance to the story is Adam WAS this sweet, caring guy who, like the protagonists, is only doing what he thinks is right!

I'll delve more into Adam in my next post BUT everything he does is out of his trust in God and the Seraphims, he trusts them wholeheartedly and despite the fact that the Sinners of Hell were once his children too, he does what he must because his flaw isn't that he's egotistical or an asshole, it's that he cares and trusts with his entire being.

He's also best friends with Kris Kringle

#my art #hazbin hotel #lute hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel redesigns #hazbin hotel sera #hazbin hotel emily #hazbin hotel adam #tw hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel exorcists #hazbin hotel rewrite

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scekrex · 1 month

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Cute idea!

Adam who's a very crafty guy, like a headcannon that I told you about where he was the one who created blue prints for the Exterminators' masks and his own, and his axe/guitar. Reader just going out for an outing with friends and comes back to find Adam just tinkering with his mask and creating blue prints for a few other things he'd like to have and he doesn't hear reader coming in, so he gets spooked when reader just wraps his arms around him and asks him what he's doing since he never really told him about his creative side.

Love you ❤️

Babes I adore you for your prompts like dzzcdhcz this is so lovely and tbh I kinda got carried away and we get some soft Adam w this one - maybe a little ooc but I feel like it fit the vibe. I love you too <3

Let the sun set on your life and I'll make, oh I'll make you mine

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

You were quite surprised when you came home and the apartment was quiet, no Adam jumping up from the couch to greet you like an eager golden retriever, no complaining on why you got home so late. The only noise that was heard was the rustling of paper and you believed the sound of sanding something down.

When you entered the living room you understood why. Adam was sitting at the desk you two had placed in the corner of the room - the first man had said he needed it in case Sera wanted any work done. The desk itself was covered in blueprints you had never seen before, blueprints of countless exterminator masks - had Adam made them himself? Probably.

The brunette was so focused on his doing that he didn't even notice you, he was clearly very concentrated on his task - a thing Adam did rarely, it was cute to see him like that. Yet you wondered why Adam had never told you about his creative side when it seemed to play such a big part in his life. With slow, quiet steps you walked up on him, wrapped your arms around his hips and rested your chin on his shoulder as you watched him tinkering - well that had been the plan at least. Adam not only flinched at the sudden contact, he straight up screeched, dropping the sandpaper and the horn he had been working on.

“The fuck babes,” he complained as he turned his head slightly in your direction, “You can't fucking sneak up on a guy like that.” You just grinned at him, amused by his reaction you placed a soft kiss on the tip of his nose, “Yet I just fucking did.” Adam grumbled something as he tried to hide his project as best as he could, Adam's best wasn't good enough for you though, your eyes caught onto it pretty quickly. “That’s my exterminator mask,” you spoke with pure amazement and pointed to an older looking blueprint, the brunette simply nodded. “And this is yours,” that earned you another nod. “You made these things from scratch?” and for a third time Adam did nothing but nod at your words. You pulled back a little, one arm remained wrapped around his hips as you came up next to him to get a closer look. It amazed you that Adam made all of this - yeah he was a creative guy, he was a musician after all, but this? You didn't know your boyfriend was a crafty guy. Your eyes lightened up as you spotted the blueprint for his guitar, “You made your guitar yourself?” The leader of the exorcists grinned down at you, “Yeah, y'know back in Eden I had a guitar, had made that baby myself. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever made. So when I got to heaven I wasn't allowed to bring my girl with me, so I made a new one.”

You grabbed the blueprint that featured the battle ax version of his guitar, looking over it only to realize how many details Adam had included. Your eyes were roaming over the sheet of paper in awe, you knew he loved his guitar, he made that quite obvious, but you didn't know he loved it that much. The first man shot you a proud smile as he he'd a certain blueprint in one of a certain mask. “And what are you currently working on?” you reached for the mask that was laying on the desk but Adam slapped your hand away, “It’s not fucking finished yet.” That was all you got before he began to neatly sort the blueprints and put them back in the drawer, the mask remained on the desk, mainly because it was too big for the drawer.

“Besides what the fuck took you so long? You've kept me waiting for fucking forever,” ah there was your bitchy boyfriend you loved so much. “Oh y'know, just out with the bros, we kinda lost track of time.” Adam huffed as he got up from the chair he had been sitting on and wrapped his hands around your body, pulling you in, “That fucking so? Sounds like someone should make it fucking up to me for forgetting about me.” You grinned up at him wickedly as you slowly dropped to your knees, “Mhm, maybe I should.”

“Where the fuck are we going,” you complained as you playfully hit Adam's head. A good hour ago the first man had blindfolded you - with consent of course - had lifted you up so that you were sitting on his shoulder and had left the apartment like that. “Just shut the fuck up and wait, it'll be fucking worth it.” You weren't doubting that at all, you trusted the brunette with your life, but you were also painfully impatient. You just wanted to ask again as he stopped. He carefully lifted you off his shoulder. Then he lifted the blindfold from your eyes.

You were on top of the highest building in heaven - the spot of your first date with Adam. And you had arrived just in time to watch the sun set, covering heaven in the most perfect looking golden glow. Your eyes flickered to him as you noticed movements in the corner of your eyes and you stopped breathing for a moment as you watched him getting down on one knee. He wouldn't- no, he wouldn't. Adam had told you countless times that he would never get married again, not after Eden. And yet he kneeled there, right in front of you.

“Babes, we both know I suck at this entire ‘communicating my feelings’ shit,” he began and you grabbed his sleeve to pull him back on his feet again - it didn't work, he continued to kneel there. “Fuck, I have never enjoyed someone's company as much as yours okay? I fucking love you, enough to rot out all of hell just for you if you'd ask. And I don't wanna fucking lose you again,” he pulled one hand from behind his back, revealing a exterminator mask - the one he had been working on yesterday. But it was finished now, it looked like the perfect combination between your own mask and Adam's mask. “I want you to become the fucking second commander of the exorcists,” he explained the meaning behind the new designed mask. And suddenly it made an awful lot of sense. Why it looked like both of your masks combined, why he had been working on this thing for only God knows how long. You wanted to reach for the mask and accept but Adam pulled it from your fingers and slapped your hands away, “Be fucking patient, I'm not done yet.” You chuckled a little but did as you were told. Adam inhaled sharply, he was visibly struggling to get the following words out, but eventually his eyes met yours and he spoke, “I don't just want you to be that though - fucking second commander. Nah babes. I want you to be my husband,” there was a pause, a glimpse of fear was visible in his eyes and gleamed at you.

He was scared you'd reject him.

Of course he was after everything he had been through and yet he had enough courage to ask you to marry him. He had healed enough to ask you to be his husband, knowing quite well how his last two marriages had ended. But the first man trusted you with his life. And you thanked him for that in silence as you dropped to your knees. You took the mask from his shaking hands and placed it gently in your lap as you pulled him in for a kiss. The brunette's beautiful golden wings were shaking and you just noticed that it wasn't just his wings, it was his entire body. The wings covered in golden feathers spread and wrapped around you, pulled you in a little closer as Adam worshiped your lips with his own.

“Fucking yes, Adam. I'd be an idiot to say no to marrying you,” the smile your words caused was indescribably beautiful, it was full of confidence - not the confidence Adam put up for heaven, to mask his scars and bury his true emotions deep, but real confidence. The brunette's forehead rested against yours and you placed a soft kiss on top of the tip of his nose. “I love you too Adam,” you hummed in a soft, calming tone and you noticed how your words and actions alone were able to make the fear in his eyes disappear.

Adam wasn't able to remember the last time he had been this happy. Maybe when he had met you for the first time? Or when he had officially got the privilege to brag about you being his boyfriend? No. None of these events compared to what he was feeling then and there. It was special, unique, just like you were. And he was happy you wanted him for all eternity.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #male reader #adam x y/n #adam x reader #adam x you

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seramilla · 10 days

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So Sera and Carmilla meet up after thousands of years apart and Carmilla seeing Emily is trying to find away to ask who the other Angelic parent is and since heaven is probably strict on these things who Sera ended up married to. (She's not jealous much) Eventually Sera realizes what Carmilla is trying to know and tells her Emily was made not born and is her sister and Sera hasn't had any luck with anyone after her.

Sera can't say she's surprised to see that her former lover has children. Carmilla fell from Heaven thousands of years ago, when the two of them were still very young. She had her entire existence ahead of her, and Carmilla had always been able to roll with the punches. Of course, Sera figures, she'd been able to get over her, and move on when Sera hadn't.

Sera had been lucky, in a sense. After losing so many other angels during the fall, Heaven had wanted to start over. They'd created Emily for her; a very young thing, that Sera could mold and mentor into becoming her replacement, eventually. A being that Heaven could control more easily, a less rebellious one, than the likes of Lucifer and Carmilla.

Of course, Carmilla had moved on with her life. Her daughters are beautiful, and Sera can see she's raised them to be strong, capable girls in their own right. Carmilla, however, hadn't expected Sera to show up with Emily. The fallen angel is confused, at first, as to the young angel's origins. Rather than beat around the bush, she asks Sera outright, "Who does she belong to?"

"W-what?" Sera asks, almost not sure if she'd heard Carmilla correctly. She's immediately taken aback. "What did you say?"

"Your daughter," Carmilla explains, which sends a blush shooting straight to Sera's face. Her neck and cheeks are gold-colored, and her ears are hot. "Who else does she belong to? Anyone I know?"

The flush on Sera's face deepens one thousand-fold, turning as molten as a golden volcano. She can't believe Carmilla is asking her this. She covers her eyes, unable to meet her former lover's gaze.

"She's not..." Sera starts, clearing her throat. Why is this so difficult? "She's not my...she's my sister. Heaven made her, after you and Lucifer... Umm, th-there was no one else after you, if that's what you're getting at."

"Oh," Carmilla replies, eye widening, not expecting a response like that. Sera had always been rather timid in their youth, and only ever had eyes for her. She shouldn't be surprised about that, really. "You mean you haven't at all...since we...?"

Still blushing profusely, Sera shakes her head, burying her face in her hands, continuing to avoid Carmilla's gaze. "N-no? Who would I have-?"

Sera lets the question hang in the air, hoping she's getting her point across without having to actually say it. Carmilla looks over at Emily, who is chatting it up with her girls, Odette and Clara. It isn't that long ago that they'd met, and already, they're on the way to becoming fast friends.

Smiling, Carmilla takes Sera's hands in hers, and the taller woman is finally brave enough to meet her gaze. Her cheeks are still flushed, but she smiles back at Carmilla, looking awfully sheepish. Carmilla hopes her expression is comforting. She takes Sera's cheek in her large hand, stroking it gently.

"It's okay, Ser," Carmilla whispers, kissing the golden infusion of her face, right on the tip of her nose. "I didn't mean anything by that. Your sister is adorable. Just like you are."

That statement doesn't help Sera. Not one little bit. With an "eeep!", Sera immediately retreats into her wings, wrapping them around herself until she's thoroughly hidden beneath a canopy of feathers. Carmilla cackles. This woman is still as skittish as ever around her, and it still so easy to get her riled up if she's not careful.

In the thousands of years they've been apart, she realizes, very little about Sera has actually changed at all. At least not where Carmilla is concerned. She's still very much in love with her.

Carmilla's thankful for that. She chuckles, and begins the laborious process of digging her now-reunited partner out of her own feathers. This might take a while.

#hazbin hotel #carmilla carmine #sera hazbin hotel #odette hazbin hotel #clara hazbin hotel #emily hazbin hotel #ask #anon #fan theories #seramilla #sera x carmilla #carmilla x sera

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vividwritinglove · 2 years

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next door III - a Pierre Gasly series

I am so thankful for your support ♥️

Within such a short time, we are 101 beautiful people on this little blog. You (and of course this gorgeous man) are my muses and my drive. Thank you!

pairing: Pierre Gasly x fem!reader

warnings: drunkenness, making out, Italian & French language

word count: 1.6k

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That small restaurant was a short walk away from the apartment building. Even though it was cold outside, the fresh and cooling air did you good. Just what you needed after that heated elevator ride.

Did Pierre attempt to kiss you? Would you have returned the kiss? How would his lips have felt on yours?

So many questions were buzzing around in your head, that you didn't notice Pierre's voice immediately.

"You with me?" he asked and touched your shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah sorry.." you smiled apologetic.

"We’re almost there."

He pointed to a side alley. The restaurant was decorated with many fairy lights from the outside, so you noticed it directly. As you two walked towards it, you also noticed that it really wasn't that big, but it looked very cozy and also romantic.

Pierre holds the door for you open. The warmth and great smells welcomed you. The restaurant was well attended. Mostly couples sat at the small round tables and ate various pasta dishes, drank wine and talked animatedly.

Pierre's voice snapped you out of your observations.

"Buonasera! Come sta?" he greeted the restaurant hostess with a friendly hug.

"Buona sera, Pierre. È stato un piacere per te farci visita di nuovo!"

"Temo di non aver prenotato. Ha un tavolo per noi?" he asked, pointing first at you and then at him.

The hostess smiles kindly at you, a bit perplexed, you smiled back since you didn't understand a word.

"Ma certo! Dammi il cappotto e la sciarpa."

Pierre gives you a sign to take off your coat. The hostess hurries to help you. You smiled at her thankfully, "Grazie!".

After taking Pierre's coat as well, she carefully hung them up, “Per favore, seguitemi."

Pierre let you go ahead and as you passed him, he puts his hand on the small of your back and left it there until you arrived at your table. That touch felt familiar and not weird at all! On the contrary, it gave you a protective feeling.

Pierre adjusts the chair for you and then sits down himself directly across from you.

"It's really nice here!"

"It's one of my favorite restaurants I've ever been to."

A waiter brought you the menus and took your drink order. You ordered a glass of Chardonnay and Pierre ordered a large bottle of water.

"Do you have a recommendation?" you ask, after roughly skimming through the menu.

"Is there something you don’t eat at all?"

"Seafood. I'll eat anything but seafood."

"Too bad. The oysters here are fantastic." he says, a little disappointed, but can't help grinning. You look up from the menu and your eyes meet. Again, there's that deep connection. His pupils are dilated and his eyes seemed darker than usual. It had something animalistic and you immediately became hot again.

"You only want me to eat them because they are an aphrodisiac." you answer cheekily and take a sip from your wine glass, that the waiter had already brought.

He returned a cheeky smile, "But they're really good!”

In the end, you ordered your favorite pasta dish: truffle ravioli. They were kind of expensive, but so good! You couldn’t remember the last time you had pasta this good. You enjoyed every single bite and caught yourself moaning softly because it tasted so good.

Pierre has already finished his Saltimbocca and leaned back in his chair to watch you with amusement. In everything you do, you radiate so much joy. He was simply fascinated by you. He liked everything about you: your hearty laugh, the little dimples that formed on your cheeks, your big and bright eyes, your long hair that shone so much and probably smelled just as wonderful, your body - especially in this tight dress - with its curves, that was bursting out so much femininity and sensuality. He just needed to be with you!

The evening passed as if in a flash. It was easy for Pierre and you to find topics of conversation. You learned a lot about his friends and the trips they had already taken, about his 4 brothers and how it is to be the nestling, his racing career getting into Formula 1 and how a race weekend actually is.

You could have listened to him for hours. This French accent was music to your ears and the wine did the rest. You were already on your 5th glass, when you realized how much you were actually pining over Pierre. Somewhat embarrassed, you run your hands over your thighs. You should not have drank so much...

"Shall we go home?" Pierre asked, taking the last sip from his water glass. You nod and finished your glass of wine as well. Pierre waves the waiter to your table and asks for the bill. You suggest splitting the bill, but Pierre insists on picking it up - after all, you invited him for breakfast today.

You were a little tipsy, but still felt fit enough. Pierre helped you to put on your coat and puts your scarf around your shoulders. He came very close to you again and you seemed almost happy about it. You sucked in his scent deeply and closed your eyes with pleasure. When his cheek touched yours, you put your hands around his waist to stabilized yourself and keep him close to you.

Pierre couldn't interpret your signals properly and was unsure if it was your genuine desire or just the alcohol doing its part. Being close to you did him good.

"We should go." suggested Pierre after a few moments of close togetherness. You just nodded and went ahead out of the restaurant.

As soon as the cool air of that December night hit you, you were instantly drunk. Pierre hurried after you, as you now began to stagger. He supported you and pulled you close to him. You took this opportunity to snuggle up to him. Without the alcohol you probably wouldn't have gone that far, but right now - you needed it. Or did you just need someone?

"Are you okay?" Pierre asked anxiously.

"Oui, oui!" You answer, laughing and slurring a little. Abruptly, you stop, "Would you do me a favor?".

"What?"

"Speak to me in French. This language is so sexy..." the alcohol spoke out of you.

"Do you even understand French?"

You just shrugged, "No, but is that relevant?"

Pierre grins and shook his head, "D'accord, ma belle. Il est temps de te ramener à la maison."

You were putty in his hands, even if you didn't understand a word he said. He could’ve read an instruction manual for a washing machine to you, you wouldn’t even notice by now.

You two walked home, intimately embraced. Pierre keeps whispering sweet nothing's and compliments in your ear and you have to smile every time, even if you didn't understand what he was saying. It was a nice feeling to get so much attention and it seemed sincere.

As you entered the apartment building and went into the elevator, you lean against one of the walls and hold onto the railing behind you. Pierre pushed the button to your floor and then joined you. When he was within your arm's reach, you pulled him towards you by his shirt. He was puzzled by your harsh action, but allowed it. He was curious.

Again you stare at each other. But this time not that long, because you put your hands around his neck and pulled him a little down to you to finally feel your lips on his. They were as soft as you imagined them to be.

Pierre quickly intensified the kiss by entering his tongue in your mouth. His hands slid under your coat and rested on your hips. One hand, however, quickly wandered to your butt and gave it a soft squeeze. You moaned aroused into the next kiss and Pierre pressed you even closer to him.

Just as expected, he was a very good kisser. You felt desired and he seemed to know exactly which buttons he had to push.

Pierre never wanted to let you go. You felt so good in his arms, finally being able to kiss you. For 3 weeks he thought of nothing else, he even had to distract himself with other women, because he almost seemed to go crazy. He had never felt this way before.

The elevator doors popped open again with a ding and you pulled Pierre straight to your apartment. The kiss awakened more in you and the glass or two of wine beforehand gave you the confidence you needed. Somehow you made it to your apartment without breaking away from each other. You stripped off each other's coats and headed straight to your bedroom. You wanted it so badly. You needed good sex right now!

Arriving in the bedroom, you got rid of your boots and carelessly threw them into the corner of the room, losing your grip and having to hold on to a dresser. This was a clear signal to Pierre that you were no longer in control of this situation.

He could not and would not sleep with you like that. This shouldn’t be a simple and trivial fuck, which you could not remember in the morning.

He took you in his arms and hugged you tightly. You were surprised at first, but embraced him as well. He led you to the bed, opened the covers and then put you inside. Without any protest you slipped in and it took you less than 2 minutes to fall asleep. Pierre gave you one last kiss on your forehead, "Dors bien, ma belle.”. He placed a glass of water on your nightstand and next to it some aspirin, that he found in your bathroom, after that he turned off all the lights and hung your coat on the rack, before he left your apartment.

That night he lay awake for a long time thinking about the kiss. Even if it came from alcohol, it felt good and above that, real!

He pondered a lot: Should he have stayed? Was this perhaps his only chance to get so close to you? What would’ve happened afterwards?

part II • part IV

#pierre gasly #pg10 #pierre gasly smut #pierre gasly x reader #f1 things #f1 #f1 smut #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader

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grimescum · 4 months

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ok fine (i say to nobody because nobody asked me for this)

HEADS UP i speak about some of these as if im like. dissecting the actual meaning of the song... thats not true idk why i decided to phrase it like that. i meant that this is how the songs relate to him in my head but. i dont feel like fixing it

and ive got crazy brain fog here we fucking go

baba yaga - nilfruits is, in retrospect, a pretty loose fit considering its actual meaning, which i didn't figure out until AFTER i associated it with walter. so. :P blehh

the MV shows a young girl, easily impressionable and desperate for validation, being lured into a building with compliments and promises of being something great. she's then continually groomed (into dancing, presumably for free or next to nothing, as well as murder??) using that same validation

... or somehign idk POINT IS i know generally what its hinting at and it doesn't fit w how i see walter

brutus - the buttress reminds me of what walter might've thought about alucard right before his betrayal as well as everything that came afterwards. verse 1-3 is from the perspective of old walter,

And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't wishing / For untimely death or demise / Or am I just wishing I could be like you?

envy is a feeling very familiar to me. even with the people i love most, if they're more liked or better off than me in any regard, i might have moments of extreme hatred towards them. it always passes, but in the past i've acted on those feelings impulsively or in a moment of lapsed judgment..

all of that was to explain how i see his betrayal, basically. him reacting in shock when seras tells him she enjoyed his presence was def the "oh i fucked everything up" moment, and him continuing on regardless could've been apathy that i also tend to feel after I've also fucked up; i think he's mentally protecting himself against the trauma of losing basically all he had in the moment. also just. yk. he probably thought since he went this far he might as well. but 1. he still could've just stopped 2. shhhh

verse 4 is from the perspective of dark! walter,

Please know my actions are not motivated only by envy / I too have a destiny / This death will be art / The people will speak of this day from near and afar

This event will be history / And I'll be great too / I don't want what you have / I wanna be you

and the outro would be during walter's defeat, though that's usually when my daydream stops since the lyrics don't match up well enough ell oh ell

scapegoat - ghost and pals mostly for the chorus.

Now do you hate me? / Are you afraid of me? / Are you able to feel culpability? / Come forth and kill me / Bow down and worship me / Take your time, all we have is eternity

Now with a new start / Broken and torn apart / Nothing in me resembles a human heart / My name is unknown / Something I've never told / On my own, I declare / "I don't wanna go home"

i see this from the perspective of dark! walter, with some lines being both literal and metaphorical. i see "all we have is eternity" and "now with a new start" to be literal in the sense of his turning. "my name is unknown, something i've never told" is metaphorical, representing him lying about his true thoughts and feelings, maybe not even having a good idea himself. also a nod to lack of identity issues in bpd. "Nothing in me resembles a human heart" is both literal and metaphorical since he's no longer human, but he's also lost the ability to care for those around him now that his plan is already in motion.

appetite of a people pleaser - ghost and pals is pretty self-explanatory but I'll point out some lyrics i think fit well anyway,

Give me your dire expectations, and I’ll consume perfection

Now that I’ve become a full-course identity / Take a bite of me / I hope that I’ve become a favorable delicacy / That I’m worth something

I’ll eat ‘em all, the thoughts of anyone I’ll ever meet / Just to make them happy / Wondering why I’m a burden, or so it seems / Aren’t I everything?

These flavors of personality are / Hindering my likeability / My impulsive desire, my appetite has / Spoiled my urge to satisfy / Everyone will like me more without it

copycat - circusP hardly even counts here but i'll add it anyway. listening to this song gave me the headcanon that whenever he realized he subconsciously picked up a behavior or habit from alucard, seras or integra, he'd feel an intense guilt for it. thats also bpd related btw i used to do that and still do to a lesser extent

ok im bored that's it

#flea talks #walter c dornez #hellsing #my eyebal itch

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saintobio · 3 years

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NSFW

Does Gojo ever asked y/n to send him a nude picture of herself?

If yes what he will do if y/n sent it to him while he is on a meeting?👀👀👀

he did many times but he’d text it playfully like “babyyy, are you naked right now? can you show me? i’m stressed at work so it might make me feel better 🤕” LMAOOO if yn did send it, he’s gonna have to keep that boner in until he gets home lol

Anonymous said

How many picture gojo has of y/n in his phone???

500 and counting !!

Anonymous said

i meant to send this last time and ik that naoya honestly doesn't give two shits but him being used as a rebound and/or a revenge plan does not sit right w me 😭😭😭😭😭😭

sdjns trust me he doesn’t care 😭 this is fun for him

Anonymous said

quick question saint!!! how do u pronounce eula?? like is it yoo-la or way-la or sth else???

i say it like yoo-la :D

Anonymous said

Hello saint 👋👋

If you allow it of course, can you put the scene where yn nagged satoru when he drank the milk directly from the box to the masterlist? Because it's so funny and cute😆😍

Thank you saint, have a good day

no prob, i’ll add it soon :)

Anonymous said

nsfw // what does naoya think of sera in bed

skilled, good at giving head, has a nice body

Anonymous said

saint, what would YOU think of sera if you were y/n? would you be kinder or would you straight up smack the bitch in the face whenever you see her? i mean it's gojo satoru we're talking about here LMAO

i wouldn’t be nice the first time we meet. probably aloof? how navier treated rashta is how i’d also most likely deal w sera hhhhhh

Anonymous said

(nsfw) Gojo tried anal with sera?😑

whats up w these questions 😹 mayb

Anonymous said

Will y / n and gojo record a sextape one day?🤔

they’re a very active couple so i’m pretty sure satoru will have an idea to do it w her for fun one day! only if yn’s up to it ofc. and if they do, it’s mostly for gojo’s personal use lmfao

Anonymous said

is there any person you designed YN after specifically? i know sera has a face front or whatever but did you have someone in mind when you created her?

no, yn is faceless whenever i imagine her. she’s like a silhouette ??

Anonymous said

wait does jiro go to the same school as yuuta? (i forgot LOL) a part of me wanna see them interact with each other since they both come from a poor background + they’re really sweet and kind, and try their best to support their sibling as best as they can 😭

nawp, jiro is 2 years older than yuuta. but even in high school, jiro attended a public school while yuuta attended a school for the elite so they’ve never rly crossed each other’s path. i agree they have similar qualities tho 🥺

@singleaphrodite said

wait saint- so Satoru had bought many cloths and toys for his baby. didn't mean they know the gender? is it a boy or a girl??

not yet. they picked gender neutral colors and toys :)

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #8teen.plus

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uno-writing · 2 years

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Sera fluff, we need to make her masterlist longer.

Omg, I remember when the first Arlo simp hours came in? And like. Ur blog was just ALL Arlo. Like literally? And now it's almost gone? We have mainly main cast hcs. Like everyone has collectively decided that he's gotten enough attention already.

Lmao unrelated I remember sending some sort of ask (I'll have to go thru and find out which one) and being super nervous abt it bc my friend spooked me? Like for some reason she was like "yea they're gonna hate it and never reply" and she was joking but I took it one hundo p seriously. And then u replied, like, normally, the way u usually do, but I was like NOOOOOO (for some reason?) Bc u had replied to a previous ask while saying that u rlly liked it and had a lot of fun, but u didn't do that w mine so I just assumed u hated it, and me (not ur fault, I'm just an idiot) anyway I shamefacedly lurk for a while thinking that I'll just never show face around this blog again and then the Arlo simps started appearing in legions and I finally sent in an ask for Arlo fluff, terrified, and then u responded, COMPLETELY NORMALLY, I realized I just,,,, psyched myself out so bad for no reason all. Like I was convinced u hated me, I swear, and then I felt kinda dumb

Anyway,,, I had asked for sera fluff

Yes it's necessary that I send in like five long asks at once and then just lurk for a week

-boba anon 🧋

Omg yes. I was curious so I went through my Archive the other day and I had a few posts here and there and then January hit and oh my. It just exploded lol I think people started to be like ‘okay Arlo you need to take a step back’ when I had to make the second Arlo masterlist lmao

For anyone else who’s nervous about sending in and ask, I genuinely LOVE all of the asks I get. Like it doesn’t matter what they are, if they’re like a 5 page long ask or if it’s just an interaction, I get so happy when I see them. I would say that I love every ask and that I had fun with them on every post bc I honestly feel that way, but with me getting so many asks daily it’d start to get redundant and lose meaning lol But, I mean, obviously I love and have fun with every ask I get. I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t lol

For the most part, I only really outright say I enjoyed/had fun with an ask when the anon is overly apologetic just bc I wanna hype them up and make them feel more comfortable ig😅 That doesn’t mean I’m lying about it or anything bc I honestly love all of my asks, I just want everyone interacting to feel comfortable in the asks they send.

Ig that kinda bit me in the ass a bit since it made you more nervous lol I mean, I get it. I still get anxious about posting things that aren't requested just bc lol Tbh I was SWEATING over posting that first simp hours lmao It sat in my drafts for 2 days and I reread it about 15 million times before I posted it😅

But I honestly really really love all of you and the asks you send and I want everyone to have as much fun here as I do!!<3 <3🍿🥤🍭🍬🍫🧋🥨🥬🍦🍧🧊🐇🍩

Also your first 2 asks were JohnxSera HC and then a matchup request on November 13th, in case you were curious!! Unless you actually went anon before then lol

Y/N turns their head slightly towards the couple of musicians playing on the curbside. A fun thought crosses their mind and they tug on Sera’s hand, gently pulling her out of the way of oncoming passers before swaying her to the music.

“What are you doing?” Sera asks, her body stiff.

“Dancing with you.” Y/N laughs, moving funkily to try and get Sera to join them.

“I’ll watch.” Sera starts to walk away but Y/N pulls her back, their free hand falling to her waist and they smile at her.

“C’mon. It’s fun.” Y/N encourages, gently swaying Sera’s hips to the music. After a moment of hesitation Sera gives in, slowly dancing along with Y/N.

“There you go!” Y/N cheers, pressing a happy kiss to Sera’s cheek. Sera rolls her eyes, unable to hide the smile on her face. Y/N pulls away slightly and spins Sera before pulling Sera back into them. Sera rests her head on their shoulder, her smile now hidden by their neck.

#unordinary #unordinary seraphina #unordinaryxreader #berriwords #bobaanon

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Read your post about Chloe/Rachel and it got me thinking I always thought it was up to the player just what was going on between C & R. Frank/Rachel thing is the same. The letters aren't enough to confirm anything just like C's photos and vague lines aren't. Even the RV scene in Ep4 tells us nothing. In BtS you can decide just what the C/R relationship was. I wish BtS Ep3 didn't cut so much content and connected more dots but post-end you can still decide what happens between games. Thoughts?

well, yes and no, i think you can only decide what happens between the games to a certain extent! you can fill in blanks. those are certainly up to our interpretation – the things we don’t already know. but i don’t think chloe saying that she crushed on rachel/loved rachel is vague at all, especially when you have all the mounting subtext behind it. i think it becomes very obvious and canon and nonnegotiable at that stage. and the rv scene in ep 4 told us… some useful things, really. it told us that chloe loved rachel, and it showed us frank getting mad at chloe, saying, “you don’t know shit, chloe! you were part of her problem! always trying to take her away from me… always!”. like, while the content of these lines can’t be trusted to be true… i think there’s important stuff to unpack when considering them. frank thinks chloe stole rachel from him – when it’s likely chloe ‘had’ rachel in the first place. they’re best friends, ffs. rachel wasn’t honest with frank and kept him in the dark about having a relationship with chloe, so when frank saw that chloe was super into rachel and trying to hang out with her all the time obv, he saw that as a threat to his relationship (whatever that may be) with rachel. he lashes out. claims chloe’s stealing her. even though that’s not the whole truth, it demonstrates that whatever chloe and rachel had – it was enough to be threatened by. his raging jealousy leads to him blaming chloe for rachel’s issues, stating that chloe was rachel’s problem, which, uh. i believe is a lot of projection on frank’s part. he even apologises for that in episode 5, saying that he knows why rachel dug chloe so much, and stuff. he knows that rachel loves chloe, i think. but i think he’s been exposed to some of rachel’s weaker moments – getting involved with him in the first place, for a start lmao – and sees her internal conflict as… something chloe’s inflicted. he thinks his and rachel’s relationship was perf, while p much everyone else in AB thinks rachel/frank was bullshit (nathan, chloe…), and he thinks chloe’s presence and her own dependency on rachel is the issue. when, it’s not. rachel’s in love with chloe – says chloe – so of course rachel’s going to be hella conflicted and always thinking about chloe even with frank. frank just directs his rage towards chloe, since his own relationship w rachel didn’t work out. so yeah, what i’m saying is… while this scene doesn’t confirm any explicit relationships, it gives us insight into characters’ thoughts on relationships, and that gives us massive clues and helps us piece together what certain relationship dynamics were like? idk, it’s just interesting stuff to think about, so i don’t think it’s valid to say the rv scene “tells us nothing”. it tells us some… messy, conflicting things that we can sift through and try n work out

also wrt thoughts on bts… the option for the player to decide what kind of relationship chloe and rachel had was always something i was wary of, or resented, ever since the 20 min gameplay of episode 1 released… i don’t have much to say about it really, i don’t have any thoughts other than i believe they were canonically romantically involved and nothing deck nine wrote can change that. i was super mad about it at the time actually, annoyed at the prospect of them erasing what i considered to be a canon lesbian love integral to the plot of life is strange and understanding of chloe and rachel as characters. but yeah i guess i don’t consider bts to be canon really? i think of amberprice as much more slowburn, and i really don’t like where bts went with the damon/sera/james/fire story in ep 3. and don’t like the blackwell inconsistencies. i see bts as a kinda fun, kinda cute, kinda sad, then uh, straight up weird, au!

#long post //#lis #bts #Anonymous

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Request 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

Pearl from Steven Universe like male reader x Adam, when Adam first joined the exorcis Adam had y/n on his side loyal to Adam did anything and everything for Adam just like pearl and so ever since y/n stuck with Adam until he died womp womp but y/n trust to help Adam fight with Lucifer but Adam won't lesson ( you can pick one or both I can't decide 🙃 ) so he cut of his wings to stay with Adam, Charlie asked y/n if he can stay in the hazbin hotel with no place to go he accepts the request then after a few days y/n finds Adam or he goes back to heaven and griefs and has to be the next leader of the exorcist. 🙂👍

"WHY WON'T YOU LET ME DO THIS FOR YOU ADAM!?"

"I need someone to tell me what to do."

"He made me feel like I was everything."

"Everything I ever did, I did for him but now he's gone and I am still here."

"YOU CAN UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL! NONE OF YOU HAD WHAT WE HAD!"

If you can thank you pookie 💕💕💕

So I went with the 'reader tears of his own wings and stays in hell' situation. If you want me to write reader as the next exorcist leader and the struggles that come w that position, lemme know!

With broken wings we're fallin'

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, self harm, low-key canon typical violence

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

Your soul felt empty, just a big void that consumed you from the inside, that swallowed all your feelings and emotions until all that was left was cold, lonely emptiness.

Adam has died.

The person that you had sworn to protect, that you had loved - fuck that, you still love him - more than anyone. He was dead, stabbed brutally by that little demon bitch. There had been blood everywhere, for Christ's sake, his blood had been on your hands too as you had held him. Everything had been coated in golden liquid, it had made you feel dizzy.

You remembered it so clearly, the day you two had first met. He had just been announced leader of the exorcists and Sera had assigned you and Lute to assist him. You quickly bonded with Adam, he was a pretty chill guy once you got to know him and despite him claiming otherwise, he had a soft side for those he cared about. That mainly included you and Lute.

And then the flirting had started, the ‘babes’, the touching, the ‘shit you look hot today’. It had been wonderful, to love and be loved. Now that was gone, brutally torn from your hands by the sinners you had sworn to kill.

After Adam's death, you had stayed in hell, not because they weren't letting you go back to heaven, but because you chose to. You had failed Adam, you had failed yourself. You didn't deserve heaven. You deserved damnation for the rest of your existence.

The exorcists had already left heaven as you kneeled next to Adam's corpse and prayed, prayed to the all nightly lord above that Adam would find peace. Your wings were spread, shielded you and your dead boyfriend from whatever was going on behind you. The devil's daughter, her father and her friends stood there in silence, their eyes on you, confused by your reaction. They didn't know Adam had someone special, someone who actually cared about him. Lucifer wanted to interrupt the scene but Charlie held him back, “Dad. Let him have this moment. His boyfriend passed.” So the devil relaxed, not pleased with the order his daughter had placed, but he accepted it. At least for now.

You looked down at the first man's face, it was as white as a ghost, his eyes stared up at you lifelessly and it killed you inside. Your hands reached for your wings, nails dug into them and you started to pull. It hurt but the physical pain was bearable, it was survivable compared to the emotional pain you went through. “What is he doing?” Charlie asked and Lucifer just watched in silence. He knew, Vaggie knew too. And then the sound of tearing echoed through the air and a shocked gasp followed the painful scream that escaped your lips.

The wings fell out of your hand and onto the ground, blood tickled down your back but you couldn't bring yourself to care, not when the physical pain numbed your emotions so well. The blood felt warm against your skin and for a moment it reminded you of Adam's warmth, of the warmth you felt whenever he had wrapped his arms around you, the warmth that had filled you with every kiss he had gifted to you.

But numbness was temporary and your emotions caught up quicker than you liked them to. So the next thing that provided warmth were the tears that started to stream down your reddened cheeks. You were alone again. All alone in hell, the only person you ever cared about was gone.

The weeks had passed and nothing had changed. Well, that wasn't true. A lot had changed, actually, life in hell was different from life in heaven, but you've known that before you had lived here. Charlie had offered you a room at the hotel. You weren't truly a sinner, your fate wasn't forced onto you, yet she saw the good. And you had accepted because where the fuck were you supposed to go anyways? The only thing left was the ring Adam had given to you a couple thousands years ago. That was it. His body had disappeared, Lucifer had said something along the lines of 'Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.' Whatever that had to do with Adam.

You sat on the floor of the lobby as the others were chatting. It was some kind of board game evening but you weren't feeling like it, just sat there and stared against the blank wall. “I need someone to tell me what to do,” you whispered and Charlie immediately shifted her attention from the game to you. With questioning eyes and a soft voice she asked, “What do you mean?” Without looking at her you sighed as you pulled your knees against your chest and slowly rocked back and forth. It gave you some sort of comfort. “Everything I ever did, I did for him but now he's gone,” your nails dug into your shins, leaving angry red marks as tears welled up in your eyes, “And I'm still here.”

Angel rolled his eyes at that, “He just wants fucking attention, why's he here anyway? It's not like he's forced to be here, he chose that shit.” You only heard him say these words and angry replied, “You can't fucking understand how I feel. None of you fuck-ups had what Adam and I had.” Husk huffed at that, “Yeah and we're fucking greatful for that.”

But Charlie shook her head, clearly disagreeing with the porn demon, “This hotel is not only about redemption Angel, it's about changing in general. Y/N is lost in the dark, we can guide him back to the light.” You huffed but didn't comment on it, why was she so fucking damn right?

The princess of hell got up to sit down next to you, pausing the game officially. “Do you wanna talk about it? About him?” you wouldn't have imagined that Charlie would ever offer you such a thing, she hated Adam, fuck, she probably hated you too. Yet she tried her best to comfort you. “He made me feel like I was everything,” you started and the others turned towards you at that.

Adam? Making someone else feel special? Not in their universe.

“He always acted all rough and badass in public but when we were alone he was… soft. He cared, more than he would've admitted but he cared. And he loved, he always made sure I feel loved because-” you were interrupted by the front door swinging open. And there he stood. “Sup bitches, what did-” he stopped as soon as his eyes landed on you. The golden eyes widened in shock. “What the fuck are you doing here?” the both of you spoke at the same time. You got up from the floor quickly, pushing Charlie out of the way in order to get to Adam.

“How?” you whispered once you had reached him, your hands roamed over his face. The feeling of his familiar features on your skin was unbelievable, it made a new will to live spark up in you. “No fucking idea, but why are you still here?” he hummed, his eyes were looking straight into yours, oh how he had missed your pretty eyes. They were just as golden as his own, yet so different, so unique. “I-” you wanted to explain as Adam interrupted you yet again, “And where the fuck are your wings?” His hands traced over the wounds, the wounds were still healing, touching them made you flinch away. The first man's eyes darkened as he looked at the other hotel residents, “Who did that?” You were quick to force his attention back onto you, “I did that, they have nothing to do with that.”

“But why? Your wings were so perfect so-” he stopped himself this time. You continued for him, “They had been holy Adam. I'm not holy, not after failing you.” His big hands softly cupped your cheeks as a tiny smile appeared on his lips, how you had missed this smile, so subtle yet it meant everything. “You fucking idiot.” You knew it meant ‘You didn't fail me’ and ‘Stop that fucking bullshit right now’. But you couldn't help but feel like you did. He had died, he had been reborn a sinner.

All because of you, all because you hadn't been quick enough to stop Niffty.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #male reader #adam x y/n #adam x reader #adam x you

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saintobio · 3 years

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I have high hopes that y/n didn’t do that. Personally, I don’t think she would spite him even after all he’s put her through, unless it concerns her health. Even then I still have doubts, she’s very selfless. Then there’s the dialogue between his two best friends. I do recall you saying that they’re soulmates but everything’s is wrong timing for them a while back, so I’m kinda glad she asked for a divorce. In my opinion their relationship was toxic even after the whole Sera ordeal was over, it just seemed like the only thing that could “patch them up” so to say, for y/n and gojo was that baby. And moving her into the mansion he was planning on moving in with sera? My guy…he clearly needs more time to change.

Anonymous said

I can't see y/n giving up that child. She'd risk the labor at the cost of her life. She loves the baby, and no matter how much Gojo hurt her, she'd reason that the child is innocent.

Shoko's behavior... her dad's... I think she's going to have the kid still, but she's too scared to let Gojo be a part of it because she can't trust him with her and the child (just like she said.) I think the "abortion" might have been a ploy to get him to agree to a divorce and/or keep him in the dark about the child. WHICH, I read it closely but I'm hella dyslexic so I think I saw that he never agreed to one or signed any papers right? They're still married? And he hasn't been going out so there's no way he got "served"?

Anonymous said

okay what was shoko tryna say tho?? “it’s not what it seems”????🤨 I’m kinda doubtful reader actually had the abortion.. my heart hurts so much for satoru even though he’s a dick. mans really bought us the mansion he imagined living in with sera… ughhhh tojixreader arc when

Anonymous said

Honestly I think y/n kept the baby. She probably lied to get Gojo to leave her alone, she’s leaving so she can continue the rest of her pregnancy term in peace so she can give birth safely. I just can’t see y/n killing her baby bc of its father’s mistake, u all saw how she cherishes the baby. I feel so bad for gojo tho, he has lost his second family, his reputation is ruined and he believes his baby is dead. U really ripped my heart out of my chest and stomped on it huh?😭 crying, throwing up, sliding down my the wall dramatically, banging my head on the wall, ripping my hair out, screaming, punching air, and coughing. If u hate us just say that🧍‍♀️

@el13 said

YOU SAID WE COULD HANDLE IT, I COULD NOT HANDLE IT omfg I didn't see that coming. Whether she decided to stay with him or not, I really didn't think she would have an abortion (unless🤔). But holy shit, I feel so much pain for him. I guess sometimes the timing and circumstances just aren't right. Anyways I'm gonna cry myself to sleep now- 😭✌️

Anonymous said

why do i feel like she's keeping the baby but she just doesnt wanna tell mr gojo the dumbass bitch? 😈😈 i think this chapter hurts a whole of a lot but having to be here since wastelands made me numb as fuck, other than that, another amazing chapter saint 💗 ily, *kiss kiss*

Anonymous said

This chapter hurt a LOT but I think they divorcing is for the best like when you think about it their marriage was so stained with Gojos mistakes and there was no way y/n would ever trust him completely.I know many people think Gojo deserves all this pain and he does but I also think he deserves to get somehow a “happy” ending , I hope he gets therapist and learns to love himself and not to be so codependent of others. He has a lot of work to do and for y/n ( I have the theory she didn’t get an abortion pretty sure she’s moving and raising the child by herself and if she did get one good for her too bc she should always prioritize herself) I hope she finds someone who loves her unconditionally and gives her what she deserves ( if that man is toji or not it really doesn’t matter to me) and I also hope she heals from all the pain Gojo put her thru , she deserves nothing but happiness . And just a final note! The way you write angst is AMAZING!!!

Anonymous said

I wonder if mc rlly went thru with the abortion? if that makes sense, I just feel like it’s very out of character for them. I’m excited to see ch20 !! I love ur writing style it’s so heartbreaking yet beautiful

Anonymous said

Saint… wtf was this? This was so sad omg😢, Satoru’s really going through the shit, but so is Y/N. Ahhh and the little munchkin too🥺?? This was a ton to take in at one time omg. I’m holding out a small amount of hope that the baby isn’t really gone and they are just keeping them away from Gojo, but ik it’s a long shot. I really hope both him and Y/N get a chance to heal from all this, but once again, Gojo really did this to himself (and Y/N) he didn’t have to marry her and treat her like that, but he did and I don’t think he’ll be able to move on with his life and start his healing process until he acknowledges it and stops trying to find an excuse for it. As for Sera… well, I don’t think anybody just deserves to be treated as badly as that, she better understand that’s what she gets for messing around with a married man. She should’ve known better and then treating Y/N like shit… when she was nothing but kind and understanding… yeah I don’t wanna she deserves all of what’s going on considering her situation, but at the same time it’s a lesson learned (Especially with the whole Naoya thing, cause 😬 that was just embarrassing). Anyway, I hope Y/N has a chance to heal and recover from both her angina and her mess of a marriage. Question: did Y/N get the surgery to get rid of her angina? Or is she still waiting? Where is Y/N gonna travel to? And how did Toji react to everything that’s going on? But all in all, this was an amazing chapter Saint, and I really appreciate you doing this on your time when you feel like it. It makes it even more special that you share your talents with us ❤️. Get plenty of rest and drink water ❤️❤️❤️

@minaces said

Pls why do I have a feeling this miraculous fanfiction baby of 5 months somehow lived ??? (Idk how incubation works !!!!!!!!) but like she's leaving the country ,,,, and shoko's little "trust me" just leaves me thinking . . .

I'm like gaslighting myself into thinking that the baby somehow lived idk why I got so attached to this fanfiction fetus

Anonymous said

i will believe there was no abortion, that’s why y/n is going away, and they just wanted to make satoru suffer. yes.

AH BUT FR THIS WAS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL CHAPTER I CANT STOP CRYING

i felt it all the way to the core. you get to understand gojo’s pain. but i still believe y/n decision were wise and we do not have the reasoning behind them since we just got gojo’s pov.

if he actually proceeded with his actions it would all be in vain, for he would just be escaping the consequences of his actions

AGGGHH im such a sucker for you and your writing

these are all rly good theories you guys !! they’re very interesting to read but i can’t confirm anything rn </3 i’m glad to know that the angst delivered tho 🥺 tysm

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #tw.abortion

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saintobio · 3 years

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not me also hating suguru and ieiri for pushing y/n to go with them on the bora-bora trip knowing full well that sera would be there too 🥲 i hate that gojo is still an insensitive asshole no matter how forgiving and kind-hearted y/n is. Motherfucker didn’t even apologize for calling her an attention seeker 😡😡😡 I literally can’t wait for the day that his heart (& dick) gets shredded into pieces 😡 he fucking deserves that ALDJAKSKA literally also can’t wait for the day that y/n MAYHAPS be Mrs. Fushiguro / Zenin (whichever surname shall be used) 🥰🥰🥰

question: do we get to see MORE of Toji in the next few chapters? 🥰🥰🥰 hehehehe

Anonymous said

I was so mad at Shoko + Geto during the scene where they bring up the Bora Bora trip. It’s already bad enough that they know about Gojo’s infidelity + just remain as bystanders. But the fact that Sera is going on the trip (that’s how I understood it) and they STILL told her to go. Not Shoko being like “it’ll still be fun” NENSNS UM sure 🙂 I’m sure we’d love to third wheel with our husband + his mistress. It’s like they pity y/n and don’t actually place themselves in her shoes the way she does for everyone else. I hope we look super hot on the trip and Gojo’s hoe ass is left high and dry 🥰 MANANS OR perhaps papi toji wants to fly out and “coincidentally” run into us there 👀

Anonymous said

it’s probably just me but inviting the mc to the bora bora trip wasn’t the right move especially finding out sera was going(?) like they had their hearts in the right place but the idea wasn’t it 😭 i’m glad they care for the mc like that tho.

Anonymous said

i don't want to go to bora bora with them 😭 especially not if sera's coming with us. ever since i found out geto knows about sera, i haven't liked them. i started to dislike ieiri for telling me to come knowing that sera was coming too, and i especially hate geto for bringing her up. imagine i didn't know about sera. but i also don't want to go because it's only for show, and that really hurts, more than if he just didn't tell me and went with sera instead. i feel like a lot is going to happen in bora bora and that it's the angst you're talking about 😭

ok let me clear this up, i am in no way defending geto and ieiri for tolerating gojo’s infidelity but if u go back to read part 7, geto asked if sera’s still coming bc it’s baffling to him how gojo may have actually still invited her. geto doesn’t mean any harm to y/n, and it was probably stupid to mention the mistress in front of the wife, but his intention was simply to confirm if sera rly is coming bc shit is surprising. ieiri, on the other hand, focused on making sure that y/n still feels invited bc it’d be rude that they talk abt a trip and not include her ?? like yea sure sera being invited is messy, but they didn’t know she was still coming now that y/n and gojo are married. moreover, y/n is the wife so ieiri believes that she deserves to be there (and spoilers! ieiri just wants to see y/n upholding her claim on gojo on this trip bc it seems like the perfect situation for y/n to confront her husband’s mistress while they’re away from everyone in japan)

since they do this trip yearly and sera has been w them once, they probably made a promise to her that they’ll come back again while assuming that sera and gojo would still be together by the time!! sera is looking forward to the trip thinking that it’s gonna be her special time away w gojo in private for a long time so there is no way she’s uninviting herself to a trip that was meant to have her in the first place :>

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not

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saintobio · 3 years

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hi again, im the misanthrope anon! (aka ellie) i sent my last ask before reading ch7 but i have to say, you have a really delicate way of tormenting your characters and i deeply respect you for that

i've come again to curse fictional characters as if my life were depending on it

it's obvious that gojhoe not only is aware of the shallowness of his relationship with that Sera bitch but he's also deeply hurt by her lack of interest in his life and he's still not ending it because??? judging from his behaviour, his affair is "the last fortress" of his defenses when it comes to his relationship with y/n and the vulnerability he's feeling around her

it's obvious that he's terribly afraid that she'll abandon him and that same feeling could've been the reason he got together with Sera to begin with?

so long he sticked to his role of the perfect rich boy CEO, that can handle everything on his own, upon who poor little Sera could rely on him, she wouldn't leave him. so in a sense, he had his relationship with her under control like that and it's obvious that our boy has a thingy for control and dominating situations👀

ahh what else, oh! the parallels between the entire y/n-Satoru situation and his parents' drama *chef's kiss*

also y/n standing up for herself and slowly realising how shitty Gojo is treating her, while showing that he shouldn't take her as a granted ...

at first i was like "go get his stinky ass girl, i've got your purse" while being in the middle of a major bi panic but soon after this feeling faded and i could only pity her

she values her oath way too much to ever actually leave him and the whole "till death do us part" aspect of said oath is starting to frighten me ngl

also since i mentioned it, at first i was a bit annoyed with myself for not being able get into y/ns shoes while reading your works but after y/n from ufc fic i was like, you know what i could jsut simp for both the mcs instead and you've been serving!

i don't think i had anything else to say other than that this chapter was awesome! can't wait to see how this story will play out. didn't you mention we'd cry for gojhoe while reading ch8? yeah, tears of joy to finally see him get what he deserves we will (please don't hurt him too much though,,, or do you're the writer and im sure i'll enjoy whatever you'll come up with but ... 💔)

yes, go off ellie <33 how are u guys so smart bc j struggle leaving long feedback with the fics i read bc half the time i’m just screaming (i’m pretty dumb outside of my ‘writer self’ plsdhs) no but like i can’t stress out how amazing it is that u guys rly get into detail w ur reactions 😭 i’d usually forget what i put in there and reading asks reminds me all of it lmao

thanks for sending this, i rly enjoyed reading it :’)

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not

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uno-writing · 2 years

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This is @queer-verse’s ask about ep 249!!!🍿🥤🍭🍬🍫🧋🥨🥬🍦🍧🧊🐇

!!!!!WARNING MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD!!!!! !!!!!READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!!

Ep 249!!

Warning this is long lol

- the mind games have begun

- im still sure that sera isn't gonna fall for it but it must be really rough for her rn

- lmao i screamed when she told him to group up

- as in my anxiety kicked in

- like how tf do u even do that, esp when uk they don't want u there

- LMAO THE "HELLO 🤗"

- I COULD NEVER

- HE REALLY HAS NO SHAME

- "it must be a sign" ASSRFVJN

- and oof i was waiting for a confrontation

- i wasn't really vibing w this weird lets be fake nice limbo

- and Honestly Blyke has so much to work thru. like hes a hypocrite rn, but i think the only way forward is accepting is that he was once just like john, just way less extreme

- and hello? the dialogue is killing me. most of the drama in uno starts bc no one knows how to use their words

- if someone beat me up brutally for months and then said it was bc of my headspace, i would be furious too (not that blyke is totally justified). thats not even close to a real apology (if john already apologized i forgot sorry)

- but thb

- they dont deserve an apology unless they own up as well

- like why r they "putting up" w john rn? all of them? its bc they all feel guilty deel down, but noone is ready to own up.

- "saints for being able to keep their cool"???? hello? did u just point at arlo? boi, they haven't denied their actions as deeply as u have. they know that they were at fault as well.

- everyone had kinda concluded "we've all fucked up, so lets just silently move on and be polite to eachother" on their own

- and blyke broke that mutual agreement

- and im glad. stuff needs to be said

- arlo was the biggest piece of shit for what he did. he was a flaming arse hole, the worst of em all. and even tho he kinda realized it, it was for all the wrong reasons and he STILL hasnt give a legit apology

- blyke comes second, ive given my reasons. He's come far but he still has a long way to go. so many apologies

- remi is the embodiment of toxic positivity and i really hope that Changes. she might owe a general apology to john for not being a better queen at first but assuming she was doing good anyway. ill never understand why she didn't try to carry on her brothers legacy. i mean, i do understand but sis didn't even try

- isen 😭😭 he needs to treat john like person. but honestly, the way hes so done is peak entertainment

- obvs there are things john needs to be sorry for as well, but its like thats the only thing everyone (in the story) sees

- anyway, w the way hes going i bet john is going to be the first one to step up in the group, good for him.

- good for fucking him that he went after Blyke

- JOHN MY KING

- SEE THIS IS WHAT I MEAN HES SO MUCH BETTER THAN BLYKE RN

- yea, and blyke needs to cope w the fact that he was a part of the fucked upness of the heirarchy, and that somewhere in there, john had a point

- he needs to accept that someone who hurt everything he cares about is actually just a person who is trying to change just like john has

- perpetually obsessed w the trope of a lowerclass less privileged "genius" rising to the top and being rooted for but then they slowly get more and more questionable and loose support and get called the fuck out but we realize that theyre just doing what the "rich" did all along and it's not fair that they're the only one who had repercussions

- like that's basically human history

- YESSSSS

- FOR A SEC I THOUGHT IT WAS SPECTRE BUT THIS IS FINE

- LMAO DONT HATE ME BUT I MISSED THE FIGHTS

- IM REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO OUT FIRST FIGHT IN A LONG TIME

- BLYKE AND JOHN CAN KICK👏THEIR 👏 FUCKING 👏BUTTS👏

- IM LOOKING FORWARD TO THE NEXT EPISODE EVEN MORE THAN I DID AFTER 245

- IM IN MIDDLE SCHOOL SCREAMING FIGHTFIGHTFIGHTFIGHT

- Boba anon 🧋

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*I’m guessing she’s not gonna fall for it since she told John to go group with the others

*God John is such a menace

*I personally don’t think Blyke’s being a hypocrite. Like to me I think Blyke has a wayyy better reason to act like this to John than John did to Blyke

*Like Blyke got trauma from the Joker v Royals fight and with all of the further fights between Blyke and John and with John actively targeting Safe House, Blyke learned that John’s a threat

*Stuff like that takes a long time to work out

*Like he TRIED really hard to be John’s friend like he said this episode

*And I don’t think John’s actually apologized to anyone other than Sera but I might be wrong

*I mean the royals kinda did own up

*Especially Blyke and Arlo considering they owned up to people other than John

*The big example of this is Safe House and the new peace at Wellston

*But I absolutely wouldn’t say Blyke is hiding what he did

*I mean the Zeke v Blyke fight he literally says that the royals fucked up and how they needed to do better and stop bullying everyone

*I understand both the polite move on and Blyke’s point

*Like the polite part is to keep the peace and bc they can’t go back and change things, they can only more forwards

*And as I mentioned before, Blyke literally has at least a minor form of PTSD from the crap John did

*He has so many symptoms of minor PTSD

*Plus Blyke seems like the type of guy to treat others how he’s treated

*He’s super nice to Remi, he’s sarcastic and crap with Isen, he’s respectful to Arlo and Sera

*The only thing he’s gotten from John is hatred and aggression

*Didn’t Remi apologize when she met with John in his room? I might be remembering wrong though😅

*I think everyone’s just trying to do what’s best

*Plus I don’t think John would be accepting of their apologies

*Like up until this trip, he didn’t give a shit about anyone other than Sera

*While I give John props for going after Blyke, Blyke doesn’t owe John anything

*Like John’s done NOTHING but hurt people Blyke cares about and be an asshole from the moment they met

*I don’t blame Blyke at all

*Like I’d be soo pissed if I were in his shoes

*Bc from Blyke’s perspective John’s just this super dude that pretended to be weak for a lil while, got angry and then hurt a lot of people, including putting me and my best friend in the hospital before targeting the club members of the Safe House that was created to help out people

*Like I’m p sure that Blyke doesn’t even know that John’s ability developed late (i might be wrong though)

*John’s just a bloodthirsty bully for the entirety of the student body except Sera, Arlo, and maybe Remi

*Idk

*But yes!!! I’m so excited to see them fight together!!!

*Also John canonically only has 1 method of making friends and that’s to just keep following people around, even when they tell him to leave them alone until they just give up

#unordinary #spoilers #berriwords #bobaanon

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