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[zanyana626]

Alright, so here's my thoughts on the new Helluva Boss episode! 😈🤠❄️

Everything’s tagged as #hb spoilers for those who haven't seen it yet!

Stolas & Stella confronting each other be like:

Ice King Andrealphus being the third fucking wheel, questioning why he even showed up, but staying for the literal tea

Stolas & Stella obviously hated each other from the get go, so yeah, he didn't betray no one (except maybe his daughter's trust)

COWBOY DADDY STRIKER STRIKES BACK!!! Still sad that Norman Reedus didn't return to voice him, but I kinda already had a feeling that he wouldn't return cuz 1) We didn't get to hear Striker in the S2 Trailer & I think it was confirmed that most of the cast had finished recording their lines for this season over a year ago and 2) It's understandable bc he's a busy man in the acting industry!

And besides, Ed's an awesome VA (especially with all the characters he's voiced so far in the Hellaverse), so I didn't really mind the recast!

"Um... sexy?" Yep, Stolas & the I.M.P crew know what's up! 😉

Wonder what other kinds of Blessed items/weapons exist! I want more lore content!!!

Not bad for an M&M themed episode!

Mixed thoughts on the Blitzø & Loona B-plot of the episode! The Sloth Ring making these two wait 5 years for a rabies shot appointment & the dumbass staff not getting "Bingo & Tuna's" names right was funny tho!

Also, fuck off Fish Karen! It's Hell, no one gives a shit and yet, you're fine with your illegitimate son insulting Blitzø to his face!

"How does one get their own theme song?" Striker unwillingly getting his own theme song was gold! It gave me "Gaston's Song" vibes and I love it!!! 👏🏼

Moxxie finally fighting his own battles (even if it's for something as simple as a hat), good for him!

So there are tinier Imps in Hell, now? Again, lore content pls!!!!

Striker's little bat-cave: "I'm just impressed you seem to want to suck your own dick so badly", 'nuff said! 🤣

The parallels of Stolas "messing around" with Striker while being held hostage, to the time Blitzø & Moxxie fucked with the government agents in "Truth Seekers" was good too! 👌🏼

Hope we get to see a Striker backstory cuz he reeeeally has some sort of grudge towards the Goetia family or any of the higher ranked demons! Wonder if Paimon had anything to do with that?

"Prepare for trouble & make it double!" Stella & Andrealphus's dynamic was funny, but slightly creepy (mostly on Andre's side towards his sister)

LEAVE MAH CHILD VIA OUTTA THIS!!!! Like she hasn't had enough shit to deal with already!

M&M HUNGRY FOR A LI'L PAYBACK!!!!

They said, no Country music for a battle theme, only Pop music!

The fight scene mixed with Loona fighting back at her shot appointment was funny!

Angel Dust vs. Sir Pentious callback?? Moxxie's definitely been taking notes from the spider boi!

We still haven't seen the last of Cowboy Daddy Striker!

Poor Loony, getting a "cone of shame". At least she got a lollipop for being a "good patient"? 🤷🏻‍♀️

HOW TF DID THE MEDIA FIND OUT ABOUT STOLAS GETTING ATTACKED & NEARLY KILLED???

"...He can get hurt?" Yes, Blitzø! He may be a royal demon w/phenomenal cosmic powers, but he's just as fragile and hurting on the inside, just like me & you bud (and holy weapons don't help with that fact either)!

Had to pause to look at the Stolitz texts: so they have brought up the Ozzie's incident, but apparently haven't ACTUALLY talked about it face-to-face! At least Stolas is trying to work something out & give Blitzø some space!

BLITZØ, YOU BETTER GO VISIT YOUR MAN IN THE HOSPITAL, OR SO HELP ME…!!!!!

One thing that bugged me the most is Loona not getting any lines in this episode, yet Erica still got credited?

The last episode was understandable bc Loona appeared for a few seconds in the beggining & end. But they could've at least given Loona a few lines this time around, especially given the fact that she was freaking out & didn't wanna get the shot!

Overall not exactly the best episode, but it was still alright (I just mostly missed my cowboy daddy, ok?) Hopefully, the next episode does better!!!

[xuperbia]

nombre:  paimon

edad: cientos  de  años  /  aparenta  28  años 

nacimiento  /  signo:  regido  por  la  constelación  de  tauro

ocupación: segundo  rey  del  infierno

raza:  demonio

faceclaim:  sebastian michaelis

Paimon o Paymon es un demonio de la Orden de los Demonios, además uno de los reyes demoniacos que supervisan las cuatro direcciones cardinales, especialmente el oeste con ligera inclinación al noroeste. Es uno de los demonios más importantes y poderosos del infierno, teniendo bajo su mando 200 legiones de demonios menores y además, una confianza directa con Lucifer.

››[ D e s c r i p c i ó n ]

{☠}➞【 P e r s o n a l i d a d 】

▌Es un demonio tranquilo en la extensión de la palabra, es alguien con mucha clase y un forma muy elegante de hacer las cosas, al ser un demonio con la habilidad y el conocimiento que tiene, realmente ve estúpido comportarse como una bestia y darle el gusto a los humanos de conocerlos como tal, como criaturas aberrantes. No tiene especial interés en los humanos o sus demás compañeros, considerándolos ignorantes o de poca materia gris como para convivir con ellos más allá de lo que sea necesario.

▌ No es simple la invocación de su persona, primero que nada porque es un demonio poderoso y segundo, porque Paimon elige quienes y cuando. Tiene que ser un humano con el cual pueda divertirse y pueda asegurarle una estadía que valga la pena. Lucifer es el único que puede mandarlo y es del único que recibirá ordenes, realmente puede pasar a ignorar a los demás que intenten imponerse ante presencia.

▌ Es muy inteligente, astuto y le encanta el humor, le fascina poder encontrar a alguien con quien conversar como personas pensantes. Tiene el don de comprender la complejidad de la mentalidad humana, por ende busca la diversión en jugar con las cabezas de dichos entes, al final del día es un demonio con especial gusto por el maltrato psicológico.

▌A pesar de su propia filosofía, puede llegar a ser muy dañino y desastroso cuando es necesario o le apetece serlo, no por nada tiene el puesto y el poder conferido. Puede ser socarrón, hiriente y burlesco cuando tiene ganas de serlo, quizás solo con cierto número de personas podrá serlo abiertamente.

{☠}➞【 F í s i c a 】

▌Su cuerpo humano es alto y esbelto, 1.83 cm para ser exactos, de tez blanca y hermosos rubíes que porta con orgullo en sus ocelos. Tiene facciones afeminadas pero una voz grave semejante al rugir de las bestias. No es conocida su forma demoniaca, puesto que frente a los humanos suele aparecer en ese traje de carne predispuesto. A simple vista no cuenta con imperfección alguna, además de que su belleza es encandiladora tanto como su brillantez mental.

››[ D a t o s E x t r a s ]

☠› Paimon tiene el don de las artes, las ciencias y los secretos del mundo, siendo de esta manera alguien muy inteligente. ☠›Suele conceder títulos dignatarios y vencer enemigos a cambio de su invocación ☠›El método de invocación para él, es a base de sacrificios que tiene que aceptar personalmente antes de dignarse a aparecer ante su “mago”. ☠›Tiene dos reyes menores bajo su mando, Beball y Abalam, que son quienes suelen acompañarle a los ritos de invocación ☠›Se dice que es de los demonios más fieles a Lucifer ☠›Es un demonio diurno, pero no quita que pueda aparecer entre las sombras. Es un demonio al final de cuentas, ellos nacieron entre las sombras ☠›Puede ser muy mentiroso y traicionero, así que no es recomendable llamarle para trabajos pequeños o sin mucho valor ☠›No suele comerse las almas de quienes lo invocan, porque le parece algo asqueroso. Prefiere mil veces llevarlos al infierno y verlos sufrir por la eternidad. ☠›Los días más fiables para su invocación son los primeros de mayo, siendo regido por la constelación de tauro. ☠›Puede provocar visiones, resucitar a los muertos y revelar los más grandes secretos del hombre.

[queen-of-scissors]

Hey sorry to disturb you but can you write about reader trying to delete genshin because they couldn't download the update but for some reason they couldn't? The self awares are desperately trying to stop that. I wanna see the chaos and angst 😈

HEY GUYS LOOK

🎉MY FİRST ASK!!!🎉

İ feel even happier than a certain bard in wine festival--

İ was gonna send it earlier but i felt lasy to open my computer and draw ;;

Also im sorry if somethings don't make sense i used translator for some parts cus english isn't my main

More under the cut!

Reader deleting genshin

You took a frustrated sigh, another error, you wondered how many you've gotten in the past hour.

For some reason, your favorite games update is taking a bit long, crashing midway or giving an error that causes the download to restart again.

İnternet isn't giving much answers to you either. You tried almost everything you could try, to opening more storage space to deleting your game photo file, and at this point, you were growing desperate.

İnside the game, your characters were worried. You certainly took your time, they knew it was profably not too much of an issue and you were just busy. But for those who grow anxious EVERYTİME that you grow late, like Zhongli, Jean and Ninguang, it was a diffrent story...

Why are you late? İs everything alright in your world? Are you abandoning them? Did they do something not to your liking? Were their damage low? Will you log in faster if they do better?

Not knowing what you think or what happens in your world is killing them, they need to see you, HEAR you, so then maybe... Maybe you'll see them as well.

What took you so long? They need you...

When Buer was born, the first thing she could feel is how grass felt on her knees as she sat down, how flowers smelled like a dream and how vibrant everything was! She seemed to know everything, remember everyone and understand everything at that moment. While knowing nothing at the same time! How curious she was at everything she saw and felt!

But at the base of it all, she knew where all of this was created, she knew you.

She could only feel gratefull to you for creating such a wonderfull world, the world where countless travelers and artists fell in love. After all of the feelings she felt about you and your world, how could she say no when the Archons asked her about what they can do to meet you.

She wants to show people how perfect you are!

"Might as well delete it. Maybe that will fix all my problems?"

This was the first thing they heard you say. All of the Archons froze in their places.

Delete? What do you mean? Why would you.. no.. how could you?!

First person to finaly stop the dead silence in the area was the god of freedom, Barbatos.

"Delete it? Are they talking about... No that can't be! They love us! They said so themselves!"

"Barbatos-"

"They won't do it! İ KNOW they won't! They're talking about another world! Or, or..."

"what is.... İs that... Paimon? The travelers friend?" Buer looked at the big canvas (Or perhaps a window to another world). What is the meaning of this?

"Barbatos are you seeing what im seeing..?" Spoke up the god of contracts. Pointing out a big picture with some words on it, and on the picture there was...

God of justice looked around, and saw a triangle looking white thing fly across the artwork that is displayed infront of them.

Their thoughts were cut short by the sudden feeling of emptiness and screams they can feel from their followers.

Buer fell to her knees with a scream, it sting, it hurt to breath, the very feeling of the things she hold near being tore apart broke her heart and her core.

She felt the trees get reduce to nothing, something big and dark swallowed everything,

She saw her people, her first followers, trying to protect their nations with everything they got,

General Mahamatra moving people away from the empty, dark spaces to 'safety', Dancer Nilou helped him with controlling a huge crowd,

Forest ranger Tighnari's situation was worse, he tried to stop the hatred from spreading even from plants,

the academia has just Heard of all of this but the unforgiving wrath of the creator was too fast, Buer felt their followers' bones get crushed with force and skins get stretched in impossible ways. She died with her followers, countless times, but all she could do was watch as you took away the world she fell in love with..

"why are you angry? Why are we the ones that are suffering from it? Do you hate us that much...." Was all of the questions that she wont have the time to get them answered.

The second to grow affected was morax, before reaching out to help his friend he instead fell to the ground, he was... Crying.. he could hear and feel his peoples painfull cries and prayers for him. And yet he couldnt move, couldnt breath, what is this power? İs this what it feels like to suffer from his gods wrath?

He worshiped you the longest, she knew about your presence the longest so... Why?

He saw xiao, trying to keep the void from reaching wangshu Inn, by nearby monsters, weapons, ANYTHİNG to stop it from reaching the öne place he could call home. Some of The things he threw didnt got deleted and stayed in that position, but some were stuck mid air.

He saw liyue, as ninguang tried to stop the void by sacraficing the jade Chamber again, it got deleted and everything was destroyer before even reaching to the ground, including people.

"How could you do such a thing? Were we not enough? Even so, we didnt deserve it, no, They... They didnt deserve it. Please hear our prayers, they dont deserve to die your Grace, not like this... Please not like this"

Beelzebub tried to run away, to her own people, but was stoped by the god of natlan, what is the point? İt is in ruins now, it cannot be saved.

Her knees gave up as the harsh truth hit her, she promised her people a dream, a dream that their nation will reach eternity, live longer than gods and all the nations combined.

She saw yae just sitting near the shrine and enjoying tea, perhaps she didnt knew, but she doubted that she would do anything if she even did.

Kujou sara and sangonomia kokomi joined their powers to make sure the losses were minimum, but before they could even begin the plan...

She lost everything once again, what did morax say about you? How kind and forgiving you are? İf it were the case, why would you take everything from her for the 5th time?

"....i have failed.... Them..."

Before all of the gods got to the ground with a burning feeling accross their chest and their body, the god of justice turned to the painting of you and put her head on the ground,

"Your highness please, please forgive us and our followers for our sins, if the fault is ours we will pay it with our blood, but please... Don't take your anger from us, your followers, please dont destroy the world please PLEASE WE BEG OF YOU-"

"İt is futile...." Buer managed to speak, pain worsening by the second "they... c- cant hear us without.... Without the aid of our own world..."

"They're praying to us.. to THEM! We have t-to do something!!" Barbatos screamed, he was always there for his nation when they realy need it, he won't let it be the first time he wasn't!

He can feel the Tevat strugling to breath as all plantlife and elements are being corrupted.

He looked up from where he is, at your painting, you helped his people once, made them live another day, he was eternaly gratefull to you for it.

But why? Why are you taking back what you once gave without even thinking? İs this all a game to you? Do they even matter to you?

He listened to his followers last thoughts, they too were asking the same.

"All of them gave up their freedom for you, for you to explore this world to your hearts content. What made you so cruel to them?" Jean asked while trying to protect the last citizen of Mondstadt, despite her invisible limbs she kept on fighting nothingness, even if that meant angering you further.

They screamed untill their throaths bled, trying to get your attention in anyway possible, but you weren't paying them any mind. You were busy looking at another painting.

Untill they.. stoped.

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As the deletion bar almost filled up, all of their pain seemed to vanish. Asking themselves;

Why... Why were they here?

They wanted to protect someone? Some... People? But how?

As far as they can remember, its always been them alone.

They were sad and angry but why? They cant even remember anymore.

As the last archon stood there to look at you, they could only say nonsense that theyre not even sure what it means;

"i hate you, creator"

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Quick scetch of the currently known archons being traumatised BC of us ;; (i always delete my game and re install BC of the update oop-)

Mfs trying to confort you about it but was too stuned to speak

[dogwrites]

Hi Dog!! I have a request for you 😈

Do you think you can do maybe Venti x reader or Kazuha x reader where the reader is Traveler and they leave for a long time, but come back to them in perfect condition? and Venti/Kazuha think they left because reader didn’t like them but it’s actually because they had a long commission? thanks!!

Warmth

Pairings: Kazuha x gn!reader,

Summary: His warmth distinguishes when you aren’t around.

Warnings: angst, death, implied death of reader, hurt no comfort, also reader is traveler

A/m: i changed it because i love angst ALSO i think this request really suited Kazuha so i changed it lolz sorry

It was an unusually cold night— and Kazuha wonders why.

It was usually so warm in your shared home, the fireplace lit while you both sat underneath a large blanket as you watched tv, the heater on and the windows closed.

The open oven emitting heat that smelt like sugar, the food radiating that nice warmth when it comes straight out of the microwave. Kazuha was used to that feeling— a feeling of warmth, not only on his body, but in his heart, too.

Though this warmth was something he was rather familiar to— something that he didn’t want to leave his grasp, this warm sensation in his body began to disappear, slowly but surely.

At first he was oblivious to this feeling— the feeling of that tingling feeling leaving his body shortly after you had left. Of course, he thought it would return right away, that unknown emotion slowly draining from his body. Night after night, he hoped, he knew that it would return, that you would return…

but he was wrong.

everyday began to feel like a month long ever since your presence went away. He missed the times you both spent together, the times that the familiar warmth was shared between you both, the times where you could simply look at him and he would have an annoyingly teasing smile painted on his face.

Yet, the funny feeling he felt hasn’t been so familiar lately.

What do you call that feeling? That feeling that bubbles up inside of you at times of intimacy?

It’s been over a month since your disappearance. Kazuha’s been keeping up his calm profile for a long time now— nobody has been able to suspect a thing is wrong so far. Yet, no matter how long he keeps up this facade for, it seems like he gets worse every day, like something is constantly tearing him in half— curiosity mostly.

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Kazuha was found laying in bed, silent as he gazed up towards the detailed ceiling. Thoughts about your whereabouts clouded his mind— his mind already foggy enough as it is.

His eyes wore dark bags underneath them, his bright and determined eyes now only shining with a sickly feeling. His peaceful aura was reduced to a sad one, the only “calm” left of him was his facade.

It felt like he hasn’t gotten up in days, weeks, months, maybe. It’s as if everything was taken away from him— you.

Of course, he knows that you’re coming back. He knows that you’re by the doorstep, unlocking the door and rushing to give him a big hug. He knows that you’re going to kiss him like you need it to survive. He knows…

Aha, what is he thinking? He knows you’re dead. He knows that you’re buried 6 feet under by now. He knows that whoever killed you is heartless and a sick bastard. He knows that…

…Kazuha heard a knock at the front door. He desperately hoped that it was your knuckles banging on the wooden door, even though he knows damn well that it’s not.

He took in a deep breath and smiled, rubbing his eyes to make it seem like he was alright, before sluggishly getting up to greet the person at his door.

“Hm? Who might you be?” Kazuha questioned as he opened the door, greeted by a small, floating thing whose arms were outstretched, holding some sort of letter. “Oh, it’s you, Paimon.”

“Um… Paimon doesn’t know what to do… so Paimon wants to stay here for now,” She muttered, Kazuha grabbing the envenlope from her hands.

“Also, Paimon was asked— no, told to give this to you. Um, may Paimon come in?”

Kazuha silently moved over, letting Paimon enter his home as he shut the door, opening the envenlope.

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To my dearest Kazuha,

I know that this is silly, writing a letter to you while you’re next to me. Ha, you might even be reading this over my shoulder. Sneaky little boy, you’ve always been such a curious one from the day that i’ve met you.

I want you to know that I wrote this in advance, in case worst comes to worse and I can’t see you anymore. I love you, Kazuha. If you’re reading this, it means i’m probably in a… bad state. If im able to come back to your arms again, pretend that this never happened!

I’ve asked Paimon, that whenever i’m in a no-surviving situation, she would reach into my pocket and deliver this to you. I made sure to pack it with me wherever I go. I’ve gotta be cautious, right?

Anyways. What i’m saying is… I don’t want you to waste the rest of your life. Continue to be that one sneaky little bastard i’ve grown to love. And maybe we will see each other in another life. Ah, how I do hate fate.

You hate fate too, don’t you? You’ve told me how you hate the way things end. How you hate the way everyone lives and dies. Heh, sad, isn’t it? The way that Celestia does us no good for all the work we’ve done for it.

Kazuha, I love you. I love you so much.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I’m sorry if i’m not there any longer. I tried my best to live, I really did.

Kaedehara Kazuha, i’m sorry for not being able to marry you like you’ve always wanted. Shall we meet again in another life, we will get married. I’m sure of it.

Love,

L/n Y/n, formerly known as “Traveler”

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“Kazu…ha?” Paimon asked, hovering Kazuha as he read through the letter. Over and over again has he read it— praying that this was some sort of hologram, praying that you meant nothing that you said. But he knows. He knows you wouldn’t play such a shitty prank on him.

What do you call that feeling? That feeling that bubbles up inside of you at times of intimacy? That feeling that makes you want to speak up, but you can’t? Oh, right. It’s…

“I… I love you too.” He sniffled, a single tear falling onto the paper before a few others came along after it. Had he told you to stay one more day, you would still be here. Had he only gone with you— only kept his promise to protect you, you would still feel that shared tingle underneath the large blanket on the sofa.

He isn’t warm anymore. He feels cold and bland. His heat has disappeared, the familiar and comfortable tingles are no more. All that’s left is the shell of a hardworking man.

The shell of a man who once felt warm.

bro i actually love angst like actually