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[[ mmm thinking about evil au tadpole where he's not EVIL per-say, but fraus just gets sick of the hotel and it's redemption crap, especially after realizing it WORKS. and it makes him nervous that possibly, someway somehow, Tadpole could very well be ripped out of their deal and taken from him and he's back to square one again where he's gotta find someone else to take and leech off of.

so he possess tadpole and makes shit just,, hell for everyone in the hotel

like any minor inconveniencing thing he can think of, he just does it. but he does it as tadpole so its like,, one way or another he'll eventually make everyone sick of this little brat and they'll kick him out. or he'll just make the redemption process harder than what it is already which is a real thorn in everyone's side.

everyone puts their trust in tad bc he's just a little guy and they know he's like the least threatening person there. but fraus just takes that full throttle and uses it to his advantage to piss everyone off and make everything annoying and miserable.

something about tad being possessed and acting like fraus and not himself is so bizarre but so cool to think about... u rarely ever get to see tadpole mad or pissy about ANYTHING bc he's just way too nice and innocent to want to be like that. even if there's an unfair situation handed to him.

so this whole child being mean and conniving and sneaking around in order to make things awful for everyone is just,, mm good soup

also to add: him not even stopping with the hotel, but with any and every positive relationship tad has built up until that point. like just doing his best to push everyone away and out bc he can't fucking stand tad having anything good that messes with his power ]]

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"It-- It's okay.. Y-You guys don't have to adopt me if- if you don't want to.. I know its um.. It's a little weird... B-But she's really nice and- and I like talking to her." His voice is soft and timid, he really does love Eve but he doesn't want to be a burden on them that's for sure. He knew being what he was, and also having Fraus around could be weird for just about anyone.

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// forgot to post this before but,,, headcanon tadpole voice for those that wanna know >U>

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they're bonding...

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o worm?

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Stares at the dash… 

“Say a word, and I’ll make you eat your own foot.”

… Yeah he was just gonna be quiet on this one.

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[[ decided to make tadpole’s lil “business card” from the thread me and @thesilent-o​ are doing rn bc it was just too cute NOT to 

ALSO BTW THE PHONE NUMBER IS REAL AND U SHOULD CALL IT BC U BASICALLY GET CUTE PEP TALKS FROM FIVE YEAR OLDS AND ITS PRECIOUS ]]

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thesilent-o​:

His attention was drawn to the little being that had wandered into his office. And as soon as he had, Blitzo was sitting up at his desk, both of his hands resting on the surface. Finally, a cilent! Of course, maintaining his professionalism, he didn’t let the excitement show on his features while he heard the plea of the sinner. Only pausing to shoot a glare out the open door and towards Loona. He mumbled under his breath about how they lost more clients that way before redirecting his attention back to the meek little fellow standing before him. Sitting up straight then, he folded his hands in front of him, as though this new posture would have him seem all the more official. “Why yes, I am. The name’s Blitz and if you’ve got someone who needs murdered, you’ve come to the right place.” Blitzo would never admit it, but the fact that this client had recognized him from his commercial and even collected one of their old flyers made him feel proud. As though he had accomplished something. He made a mental note to himself to rub this in Moxxie’s face for having doubted him that the commercial would do any good and had been a complete waste of money. If anyone knew how to capture the public’s attention, it should be him, given his background. Again, this wouldn’t be something that he would say in front of his newest client. He wouldn’t want to scare away the one chance he had to brag about his accomplishment.

At first, when Tadpole sees the way the imp almost immediately raises from his spot. He begins to feel like maybe he had finally found a break he was looking for. That after searching around for weeks, he finally found someone willing to listen to him and hear him out. Or just.. Give him a chance, at the very least.

However, the moment murdering someone is brought up, there seems to be an air of baffled confusion from the boy, and he stays like that for several seconds. Until suddenly he remembered just which business he was at. And a revelation crosses his face now as he turns nervous and shakes his head with wide eyes.

“O-Oh no! No I- I don’t-- I mean, I don’t need anyone... Murdered-- I- uh-- Oh boy.”

He took another second to calm himself down, before he swallowed sheepishly. Then without a word, he walked over to the desk the other was sitting at. Before sliding what looked like some sort of homemade business card onto the desk’s surface.

The card in question had the word “Tadpole” scribbled on it, then underneath it, a phone number with a veeery tiny smiling frog drawn beside it.

“I-I... Was actually looking for a job..?”

With this said, finally the froglet took a step back again and seemed to fiddle with the hem of his shirt nervously.

“I’ve been... Looking for a job... F-for a while now. I can’t-- I can’t murder anyone.. I- I don’t think anyways... But I can read and write and count pretty high.” He made a little gesture with his hands as he spoke, before his expression turned from anxious, to almost desperate.

“I-I lost my last job because of the owner getting killed... And I- I really need a new one... I-I don’t want much! I can clean, or-- or file paperwork? I can do stuff around the office that- that you don’t have time for... And- And I’m even willing to work for free to start with! Just- just so you know I’m serious... I just... I really need a job...”

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[[ out of all the blogs ive ever owned or DO own, i think tadpole’s blog is the WORST about getting porn bots

I GET SO MANY OF THEM FOLLOWING AND TRYING TO SEND MESSAGES ALL THE TIME]]

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“If Pop Pop and Miss Bee are.... Uh.... Seeing each other? Do I... I mean are we--??”

Does that make him and Beelza.. Brother and sister? What was even the term for what was happening right now??

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fun fact: I have a big heart and it breaks easily

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@thesilent-o​ [ ✖ ]

“Um- hello?” Walking into Blitz’s office, a meek little frog-like sinner would stand and look around anxiously. He didn’t seem to keep his eyes on any one thing for too long. For fear that he would be told he was staring. Eventually though, he rubs his arm and clears his throat as he continues.

“Sorry to bother you sir, I-- Uh.. Well. I tried calling first.. But I kept getting hung up on? S-Something about not dealing with.. Prank calls? But- I-I really wasn’t calling as a prank..”

Fumbling around with a few papers in his hands, he eventually pulls out a rather old and disheveled flyer of I.M.P. Looking it over a bit, before showing it to the other.

“You’re from- from the TV commercials right?”

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“It’s not that I don’t- don’t appreciate this. Cause I really do.. It’s just... I feel bad that you’re doing all these things for me.. I-I- I kinda feel like I don’t.. Deserve it?”

Turning around to face the other, Tadpole tugged at the collar of his new shirt awkwardly before glancing back at himself in the mirror.

He hadn’t worn anything this.. Puffy before. Though, granted his usual attire had been rewashed and re-worn so many times now, he was surprised that they hadn’t disintegrated by now.

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thestupidmeanone​:

Well, that explained that. Charlie was, after all, the princess of Hell. ‘Busy’ was probably her natural state of being; keeping all these maniacs in line was not a job he envied. Hopefully she could handle all the crazy shit thrown her way.

“I mean… no big deal,” Church finally said, giving the other demon a small shrug. “It’s not like I have anything else better to do. Definitely not going back outside until the day’s latest turf war cools down a bit. Fuckin’ psychos, I swear…” Why they were still fighting over this shitty real estate, he would never know.

“Anyway, uh… I’m not, like, part of the Goetia or something, so…” He shrugged off the modest backpack on his shoulders and it plopped it on the desk. “You don’t gotta carry a whole lotta shit today.”

After a moment or two of looking around and trying to think of what he could do. Eventually the froglet went to grab a stepping stool. Dragging it over to the wall full of room keys dangling from their respective hooks. And after stepping up on it and looking at the numbers. Eventually he settled on room number 5.

Taking the key, he hopped back down and waddled over to the desk again, before sliding it over sheepishly.

“That- That’s okay... I um-- Well. I don’t- I don’t know how to do the paperwork.. But I can still give you a room while you’re waiting for- for Miss Charlie to come back.”

At least he’d be able to have his own quiet area away from the lobby, if that’s what he desired. Charlie could always come back and give him the full tour and rundown after-all.

“Y-You can change rooms later too.. If you don’t like this one.”

Eyes fell to the other’s backpack now, before he promptly walked back around to the other side of the desk and went to take it in his hands.

“Oh- um.. My name’s Tadpole by the way.. I’m sorry, I’m- I’m still getting used to this..”

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“... That’s.. Cool.”

Nervously the boy glanced around, before looking back to the other and then after shrinking in on himself sheepishly, he rubbed his arm and continued.

“D- do you have a favorite flower...? Mine are um.. Daffodils.” 

“You know — If I hadn’t opened my own photo studio, I may have opened up a flower shop instead!”