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so... I actually written this right when Hazbin Hotel had dropped the first season on Amazon, and just never got around to actually posting it lol. But I thought I might as well since I do still think this might have some merit to it, so tell me what you think!

ok hear me out- ik someone has probably pointed this out before but i was thinking that with the latest episode in the the show that maybe when an angel “falls” or a demon “ascends” that it’s not just them becoming “other” and changing.

Maybe it has to be a sort of trade. I know it sounds kinda strange but i was re-watching from the first episode and Adam’s line of “an eye for an eye” in his song kind of stood out, which yeah ik it’s probably meant to be a throwaway line aimed at the idea that humans are where they are because of what they did while they were alive, like you get what you give. but re-watching after the finale, where it wasn’t until Adam had essentially “fallen” or died that Sir Pentious had “ascended”.

And it also plays with the idea of what hell and heaven are meant to be in terms of the show, as a balance that when looking closely has a very fine line between them. It just strikes me as odd that it’s not until both of them essentially die that we actually see a sinner “ascend”. And with the news of Adam and the excorsist exterminating sinners being a surprise to most of the council along with the shock of seeing Sir Pencious in heaven at the end sort of clues us into the idea that this most likely has never happened, or at least not to such a public display. and maybe that’s the whole point of both heaven and hell not wanting the news of that being a possibility getting out. It would cause caos and war, demons would realize that there might actually be a way to get out, but that also means taking the spot of another soul, and ik you could argue “well then why doesn’t lucifer know”, and i don’t think he was ever supposed to.

Or when it did become known by heaven they wanted to keep it as hush hush as possible, because I mean realistically would you want to risk the possibility of the first guy to have “fallen” (more like banished) know a way to get back when he was exiled by the same people with that information in the first place. And another point would be “what about fallen souls, why wouldn’t they say anything”, would you? being banished or falling from heaven for something you did so bad, even after death, that they decided that you had to leave, wouldn’t be something that i can imagine a lot of people saying in their everyday conversation. Or maybe they don’t even make it to hell, we know heaven is already scared of their numbers through their regular arrivals, but having fallen souls in that mix would be even worse, with them actually knowing how heaven works, and maybe even harboring resentment for them. And we already know that they’re not turned off by the idea of killing human souls if it meant keeping the structure they have built.

So maybe they kill them twice, or maybe it works the exact same way it does when going to heaven. Being “reborn” having to die again to get there and then being targeted specifically to ensure that word of your existence doesn’t get out.

Idk, maybe I'm reading more into it than intended lol

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mis plebes ua

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ACEDEU AS YOUR BEST FRIENDS WITH NO BOUNDARIES ── smau

tw: vulgarity, mentions of cheating, sexual innuendos, kys/kms jokes

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having so much fun rendering

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Thinking about what would happen if MC started to play this little joke with Mammon. They would ask, "Grimm for a kiss?" And he would sprint over and kiss them, taking the money out of their hand at the same time.

An adorable little inside joke that started off innocently between the two of them.

But now he can't look at money without suddenly thinking of the feeling of their lips against his. He can't pay for anything without immediately thinking of them, of where they are, and if he should get them a matching pair of what he's getting.

Anytime he passes a coin on the streets, he pauses. He used to pick them up and call himself one lucky demon. But nowadays, he almost passes them by, instantly brought to memories of his beloved human and feeling that he would only be luckier if they were by his side at that very moment.

For every transaction he makes, he subconsciously tallies it down in his brain, making sure he gets what he's owed when he's with MC again, completely forgetting the fact that it started out with them owing HIM. But does it even matter anymore?

Just cute Mammon things.

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“Don’t,” you warned Lucifer. You saw that self-assured grin on his face. You knew what he was planning.

“What? I just came to see what you were doing.” He leaned on your shoulder with enough weight to tilt you several inches sideways, no matter how much you pushed back. “Don’t mind me, carry on.”

“Don’t you have more important things to do?” you retorted, but it was too late. The others were catching on.

“Hey, hey! What’s going on?” Mammon came over and pushed against your other shoulder, tilting you back upright. “What are two of my favorite people doin’?”

You tried to shrug them both off, to no avail. “We’re not doing anything. We can stop this.”

You couldn’t stop it. Asmodeus was on his way and wasted no time crossing his arms over your back, happily leaning into you from behind. You tilted forward. “Hey! What’s happening here?”

You sighed, “we’re not doing this again.”

Asmodeus teased you with honeyed innocence, “doing what, hon? Something on your mind?”

These three demons thought they were so funny.

A passing Satan made eye contact with you. In that exact moment, you used every bit of imaginary telepathy you could muster. Surely Satan would understand. He could save you. He could free you before it really was too late.

He observed what his brothers were doing, nodded, and approached with a congenial grin. Mission failed.

“Traitor!” You regretted ever agreeing to join this exchange program as Satan slowly fell back into you. You didn’t even try to catch him, you were too busy trying to remain upright under the combined weight of four demons. They were hardly even holding back.

You couldn’t see who was running up, being too busy blowing Satan’s blonde hair out of your face, but at this point it didn’t matter. They were all coming for you.

“Let me in on this!” Leviathan said cheerily.

“Yeah!” “Come on!” Asmodeus and Mammon gladly made some room for Leviathan, which was difficult because you were sinking lower and lower, and you felt another weight pile onto your back as Levi cozied up to your torso. This scenario had played out enough times now that the brothers could somehow keep you from falling over like a Jenga tower, but it was still only a matter of time.

Belphegor squeezed his way in between Satan and Lucifer and wordlessly collapsed onto you as if overcome with narcolepsy. He sure looked cozy. He smirked while you lamented, “I’m never forgiving any of you, ever.”

“Beel? Are you coming?” Lucifer summoned the cherry on top of this ridiculous parfait. You braced as Beelzebub licked the crumbs off his fingers in preparation. He knew what had to be done.

“Are you ready?” At least he had the decency to ask, unlike six other degenerates. The six lumps of dead weight each grabbed a part of your body, shifting from leans to awkward hugs. There was no way to run.

With an exaggerated “hah!”, Beelzebub’s weight and outstretched arms were enough to send everyone crashing down. You were protected from any real damage by the shell of demon brothers, but they soon had you pinned down against someone’s chest in the world’s most embarrassing cuddle pile.

“Aren’t you guys too old for this?” you asked. “By like, ten thousand years?”

“We were just checking up on you,” Lucifer said.

“Yeah, how did this happen? Hmm..!” Asmodeus’s voice dripped with sarcasm.

Satan draped his leg over yours and not-so-accidentally kicked Lucifer. “You should have told us what you were doing.”

“I think it’s fun.” Belphegor was the only one to admit the truth.

Hands were running through your hair and over your stomach. Somebody was pushing the edge of your mouth up into a smile with their finger. If these guy were so touch-starved, they could have just said so, like sane people.

“My! What do we have here?”

You groaned, partially because everybody was really heavy and partially because you really didn’t need Diavolo to arrive just then.

“My lord, it appears we have walked in on something quite interesting.” Et tu, Barbatos?

”Indeed! Is there room for two more?”

Your “no!” was drowned out by seven resounding yeses.

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It’s another drawing of foxy, who would’ve thought

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lmao they’re so petty😭✋

Guys

They built him a whole new radio tower to come home to. They knew his dramatic ass was just off licking his wounds.

Charlie: We should have a nice room ready for Alastor when he gets back!

Lucifer: Ughh, fine. Just put it on the opposite end from me

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still getting used to drawing him <3 with a quick half render

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a little alternative for Deku’s troll design! i was thinking about this current design and i didn’t really feel like the hair looked like how i wanted it too so i came up with an alternate design of funk/classical Izu o(^▽^)o (with a little funk Inko <3)

ive been hyper fixating hard on mha and trolls and couldn’t help myself

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ive been hyper fixating hard on mha and trolls and couldn’t help myself

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seeing others fursonas and just thinking they’re neat to making your own is a pipeline I have gladly fallen through

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I love them sm😭

he'd begrudgingly agree that he has taste in music

songs referenced: 1, 2, 3, 4

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I can’t😭- he would tho lmao

bonk

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I don’t want to talk about how much effort this took…

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Add your reasoning in the tags if you want! rb pls

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eddie :)