#Angel Dust has been scarred tho

[allastoredeer]

Someone on Twitter said they're scared of deer because deer will just stare at you for a long time before bounding away and, well, this was the first thing that came time mind.

RIP Angel Dust. He's never going to get a midnight snack ever again.

[buzz-in-your-veins]

angel dust x insecure transmasc reader smut?

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Perfect Boy<3

Let your boyfriend soothe you.

Then work you up.

CW: Mean Thoughts, PinV, Smut, Oral(reader reviving), clit called cock.

You had been dating Angel for a few months now, and you loved it.

Angel is everything a boyfriend should be. He’s kind, give you flowers, takes you out, and takes you apart so sweetly, always calling you his darling boy as he pushes you higher and higher.

But…

Angel is constantly worried about Valentino seeing you.

It’s sweet. Really it is..

Angel just wants to protect you, keep you safe and secure.

You were always an over-thinker. And this time is no different.

“Sorry, baby boy, not tonight.”

You were barely holding on, and that sent you spiralling.

‘Am I not good enough?’

You smiled softly and told him you understand, and waved him off as he walked out, before you ran to your shared room.

You changed into Angels hoodie, and laid down in bed, trying desperately to ignore the thoughts of not being man enough for your gay boyfriend.

You weren’t entirely successful.

Tears started falling down your face as you were bombarded with thoughts of Angel leaving you for someone else, not being satisfied with you.

When Angel finished his shift, that was how he found you. Curled up in his hoodie, Fat Nuggets cuddled into your chest as you hiccuped on sobs, cheeks wet with tears.

It wasn’t rare for Angel to find you this way, but it still broke his heart everytime.

Carefully climbing onto the bed, Angel took you into his arms whilst trying not to move Fat Nuggets, and hummed to you.

When the hiccups and sobs died down, Angel picked Fat Nuggets up and set him down on the bottom of the bed, before picking you up and cuddling you into his chest.

“Hi Baby, is your head all noisy?”

You nodded wetly against his chest.

“Can you ask it to stop being nasty to my darling boy?”

Angel felt renewed wetness against his chest.

“Honey? What’s wrong? Talk to me handsome?”

You mumbled all the thoughts that had been plauging you, and Angel felt his heart break as you told him you weren’t ‘man’ enough for him to want to stay.

Angel pulled you away from his chest to look in your eyes.

“Sh sh, listen, listen to me okay Mister?”

Angel waited for you to nod before continuing.

“You are all the man I need. Every part of you is perfect. From your fluffy manly hair,” Angel kisses your head. “To these manly feet,” Angel pauses to tickle your toes getting you to giggle, “And every part in between. This handsome body, these toned manly legs, this pretty boyish face, even these adorable manly eyelashes. Every part of you is completely manly and perfect. I love everything about you, even your smelly farts.”

Angel smiled as you giggled again. He noticed Fat Nuggets had snuck out the doggy door, probably going to bug Husk.

“And you know what my favourite part is, Prince? This beautiful masculine smile you have, so don’t cry handsome, my perfect boy has no reason to.”

You’d stopped crying in the middle of his speech, and now your emotions were slipping south.

Angel of course, noticed.

“You know what else I love?”

Angel began to lift his sweater, hands caressing your top surgery scars.

“These marks of your bravery. How pretty your little pecs are, the muscle in your chest, your handsome nipples.”

Your breath hitched as Angels top hands slowly pulled the sweater of, and his lower pair skimmed back and fouth over your nipples, body jolting as he quickly changed tactics to pinch and tug on them, revelling in the pretty sounds he was pulling from you.

“This manly sthomac, allll the way down tho this handsome happy trail.”

You sucked in a sharp breath as Angel began working your pants off, still playing with your nipples.

Pants finally off, Angel continued.

“I wonder where it leads.”

You jolted as his lower hands slowly dragged around your clit.

“This pretty little cock, look how responsive it is.”

You moan and whine, body spasming as Angel played relentlessly with your cock, never letting up his administration, or stopping his words.

“Look at my Princes cock, how perfect it is to play with.”

You screamed as you came on his hand, Angel changing his rythm, gently grinding you through your orgasm.

“Fuck baby, shit.”

Angels voice was low and raspy, and you felt the spiders cock poking you as Angel moved you off his chest and laid you down, before sinking down the bed.

“Lemme taste my prince.”

That was all the warning you got before Angels tounge meet your cock, lapping at the folds around it and coaxing more sounds from you, a few times his tounge dipped inside you, but the majority focus went on your cock, podding and probing the sensitive bundle.

Your back arched as you came with a second scream.

Angel lapped hungrily at the juice that flowed from you.

Before slowing working how way back up your body, trailing kisses over his ‘perfect boy’ as he went.

“Good boy, pretty boy.”

You whined, drunk on the double orgasm and freeing feeling your boyfriend always provided.

Angel slowly pumped his two fingers in your swollen hole, thumb gently grazing your cock, drawing needy whines and pleas from you, before Angel dragged your lips into a soft kiss and pushed his heavy cock into your hole, mumbling how perfect you were against you lips.

You yowled as Angel slammed his cock in fully, eyes rolling back.

Angel repeated the movement, enjoying the noise you were making.

It didn’t take long for Angel to cum, already worked up from the earlier activity’s, and he shoved his cock as far as he could, pushing against your cervix as he did.

At the first pulse of hot cum, your eyes rolled back and you howled as you squirted over Angels cock, blacking out.

When you came too, Angel had cleaned you up and was making the bed. He noticed you were awake.

“Listen, Handsome, you are more than man enough in every way. I love you for all of you, not just some parts. I will always love all of you.”

Your thoughts were soothed as you heard the sincerity in his voice, for now at least.

Angel picked you up and laid you down on his chest in the freshly made bed.

“Sleep now prince, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

You feel asleep to the sounds of his breathing, and dreamt of a pretty blond boy with hetrochromia.

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[ruddyhotelau]

I recently read about your AU, and it hooked me as much as the others. 😁🌟

So, I would like to know more about Husk from the AU. Who is he? What character does he have? Is Husk friends with Alastor, or are they just business partners? And why does Husk interact most often with Angel Dust?

Thank you so much for your love for this silly AU of our!!! We really appreciate it!!

About Husk, in our AU, he is still an Overlord who owns many famous casino all over Pride Ring. His reputation became more well-known after he joined the Golden Era. His personality is pretty much the same but less grumpy and has the charm of a casino owner. Still an alcoholic and a grumpy cat tho. Well a cat, lion and bird hybrid (Yea we think giving him some lion features will be cool and ironic because the concept of a lion working for a deer, a predator become the prey and vice versa)

Being the Overlord of Gamble, Husk has the power of changing the flow of luck which can help him to increase his own luck in a game or steal other's luck or even convert his bad luck to others. But fortune has never been something we can mess with because sometimes a person's luck and bad luck are tied with their destiny so Husk tend to be very careful when using this ability, especially after his hard lesson when messing his fate with the Radio Demon.

If not thanks to his tiny bit of luck still left that time, he would be that piece of shit's pet rather than still being able to keep his title. He's still under a deal with Alastor and that pissed him off but this is still better than being under Alastor's leash. They are like business partners but Husk sometimes refer to Alastor as his boss. Their dynamic is kinda like in the pilot, which Husk can actually insult Alastor while the Bambi simply laughs at Husk's words.

About what will happen between Husk and Anthony, how they meet and how they interact with each other in our AU. We haven't come up with much but one thing for sure is Husk will be the one who help Anthony stands up against Val, to end that moth's ideas of controlling him again, to finally move on from the scars from his past and become stronger.

That's pretty much what we plan with Husk for now I guess, we might add more changes in the future=33

[unholyforged]

⤻   *       IIIIIIIIIIT’S EDIE !!!! :   back at it again   &   here to introduce you to my lil #irishaccentaf , #vsmol , #butvstrong , HENRIETTA FIGG !!!!!!!    

unlike my intros for siri sadboi black & frankleface longbooty , this intro post will ( hopefully ) not be , like , 1000000000000 words long b/c ,,,,,,,,,, like ,,,,,,,,,, i’m trying to turn over a new leaf ?? and am tryna live a life where i don’t spend 30 days and 30 nights pouring out my heart and soul into my muses backstories whilst crying into a pack of tim tams ??  :’) ajisodjeiowoew . so ANYWAY , without further ado , here’s the loml , henri ♡♡♡

** TRIGGERS : death , religious extremism , physical and emotional abuse .

—— MOBILE VIEW FOR EASIER READING !

⤻   *       APPLICATION   —— !

* ╰    ( KANG MINA )┋have you met ( HENRIETTA FIGG  ) ? ( she ) reminds me of ( holy water and incense ; a girl nailed to a burning crucifix . sorrow burdened , unholy forged —— magic mistaken for sin . could you speak through embraces rather than speaking with words ? it’s easier for her to understand the language of touch . there are brutal fists and the bloom of black bruises , she dreams of liberation ; she can find it if she chooses . so defying god , she closes her eyes , and with broken bones she refuses to cry —— she is divinity unto her own sacred self ; a girl reborn , all evil repelled . she dwells in that hazy in-between world which sits some place between where she’s escaped from , and who she’s yet to become —— an angel that fell , her tears are undone , she’s not holy , she’s no one ). a ( nineteen ) year old ( ninth ) year ( slytherin ), the ( unholy ) is known to be ( + adroit & + compassionate ), yet ( — feckless & — impervious ). that explains why they’re majoring in ( wizarding law ). rumour has it, ( henri ) is siding with ( the order ) in the solemn war that blazes just beyond the horizon. ( admin edie, 22, aedt, she/her )

⤻   *       THE BAD BEGINNING  ——   !!

YEAH , SO , HENRI !!!!!!!!

was born with the name delilah healy .

v religious parents

v religious upbringing

HAD a lot of faith in GOD before THINGS happened

“ what things though , edie ???? ” you may ask

VERY GOOD QUESTION. A++++ , my loves

my cupcakes , i shall tell you :~)

delilah grew up in the irish countryside . devout catholics , delilah’s parents had moved to ireland from korea when they were newlyweds , having heard of the large catholic population there . upon arrival , they changed their korean surname of ‘ hwang ’ to the irish surname of ‘ healy ’ ; the name change helping them feel more a part of the irish catholic church community . 

when delilah was a little bub , her parents just thought that she was the most perfect thing in the world ! with silken black hair & bright brown eyes eyes , delilah seemed like god’s gift to the healy’s , tbh .

delilah ( let’s just call her delilah until we get to why she changed her name to henrietta !!!!! ) was practically christined AS SOON AS her umbilical cord was cut tbh . all like *pops out into the world* *has umbilical cord cut* *CHRISTENED* !!!!

“ what a holy child !!!!!! an angel !!!!!!!! ” —— everyone would say this to the healy’s , and the healy’s were like HECK YA our angel faced cute patootie is the gr8est !

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, and then , one day , STRANGE THINGS started happening .

only three years of age , flowers would BLOOM beneath delilah’s feet during moments of happiness , while during moments of distress , melancholy & anger , the ground stirred and shifted where she stood , as if it were about to SWALLOW HER WHOLE. 

“ WOAH , DEVIL CHILD , OUR CHILD HAS THE DEVIL IN HER !!! ” —— the healy’s . smh . 

a man who belonged deeply & FIRSTLY to god, his OWN SELF SECOND, and his WIFE AND CHILD THIRD , these mystical ( MAGICAL —— but normal WIZARDING WORLD ) happenings were painted by delilah’s father as evidence of his daughter’s DEMONIC POSSESSION . with misguided love & brutal hands , delilah’s father fully intended to cleanse delilah of the devil’s influence .

^ mr. healy began to beat delilah every time somethingmagical strange would happen

for a small while ???? this actually seemed ???? to solve everything ????? :( 

a religious girl herself , delilah believed that the magic , the BEATINGS , and MISERY that had consumed her life were all part of some GRAND TEST . all she needed to do , SHE KNEW , was PROVE HER FAITH IN GOD & SHOW that she was worthy , strong and true , and her hardships would be over . GOD would reward delilah for her love and devotion with kindness and fortune,  and everything would be fine in the end .

with this belief in mind , delilah ENDURED ALL OF HER FATHER’S BRUTALITIES for years —— she BELIEVED that she deserved the tattooed bruises of deep purple and blue that covered every inch her soft skin , and she spent day after day crying in the darkest corners of her room —— scarcely even daring to believe that she was even deserving of being touched by the rays of sunlight that crept in through her cracked bedroom window . SHE WAS WRONG , SHE WAS IMPURE , SHE WAS UNHOLY .

until one day around the age of 8 delilah turned around and was like “ NOT TODAY SATAN ” @ mr. healy :o & after a particularly harrowing beating , delilah decided to fight back . 

DELILAH WASN’T IN CONTROL as the furniture began to hover above ground , kitchen knives and chairs and cupboards levitating in an unnatural manner that foretold the DISASTER about to unfurl . as delilah let a wail rip through the air ( girl broken , girl afraid ) , a cupboard SLAMMED mr . healy to the wall —— CRUSHING & SWIFT . after a moment of pure terror ; the world grew SILENT once more . wood splintering , knives clattering to the floor , dust settling , and delilah held her father’s lifeless body in her arms until strange people called aurors showed up , obliviating her mother , and escorting delilah out from the premises .

six months after the incident, the wizengamot try delilah’s hearing . ultimately, the verdict was that delilah had killed her father ( unintentionally , through a burst of uncontrolled , pre-adolescent magic ) in self-defence —— an event that was built up over a lifetime of emotional and physical abuse at the hands of a cruel muggle mother and father . rather than being locked up , delilah was sent to a rehabilitative ward at st. mungo’s to receive physical treatments from healers , as well as emotional counselling . 

it is at st. mungo’s that delilah meets a healer by the name of fenella figg —— and , after establishing a relationship of trust and friendship , fenella and her husband ( ernest ) decide to adopt delilah into their family . 

⤻   *       SHE DEFIES GOD  ——   !!

the figg household is the exact opposite of the healy household ; filled with strange but affectionate creatures called kneazles , filled with magic and pumpkin pasties , and filled with love for the sake of people , not for the sake of god . best of all , the figg household isn’t lonely —— for more than finding the love of two new parents , delilah also finds the love of a sister , five years older than her : arabella figg . 

in the busy figg household , crowded with commotion , kneazles , and love , delilah finds the strength to defy god , and believe in herself instead . as a promise to herself ( a promise of never faltering again , and never fearing again ) , the girl changes her name to HENRIETTA ( derived from heimiric —— meaning home & power ) —— leaving delilah in her past with her fears & scars . 

⤻   *       LIL TIDBITS   ——   !!

cool cool cool , TOIT !!! 

so henri is a pretty sweet chick 

she’s very capable

exceedingly kind

but pretty sharp most of the time

she will hex u real good if you’re mean

* mushu vc * she’ll hex u , she’ll hex ur cow , she’ll hex ur whole family 

dw tho , she will hex her own housemates when they’re being asses too ( and NOT TO STEREOTYPE OR ANYTHING , but being in slytherin , there are ,,, a LOT ,,, of assholes in her house )

equal opportunity amirite ?? 

henri loves : quidditch ( is slytherin team’s keeper ) , duelling , kneazles , cats, owls, rats, dogs , dragons , octopi , pandas , unicorns , elephants , tigers , chickens , ANIMALS !!!!!!!!!!! , people are okay too ......  !!!!!!!!!! , firewhiskey , bonfires , fireplaces , the colour red ( shoulda been a gryffindor , sorting hat wyd ??? ) , muggle films , kidding around with arabella , hanging out with arabella , arabella (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ , watching the sunset , watching the sunrise , hexing nasty ppl , healing kind ppl , knitting , speaking her mind , starting fights , winning fights , watching the stars at night , her family & those that she holds dear .

henri abhors : clichés, norms, being painted as a damsel in distress , the patriarchy, blood supremacy / and its gross supremacists , people telling her what to do , organised religion , dark magic , tuesdays , arithmancy , losing , being wrong , being woken up , lukewarm baths , peeves , bullies , food that’s gone cold , when it’s cold but not cold enough to snow , when her owl doesn’t come back to the owlery by nightfall , hard beds , disco , condescension , malice & the ones she cares about being hurt .

henri eats a lot . food is her friend . yorkshire puddings are yummo & they are her fave [ assorted devouring sounds ] . she’s also one helluva cook :~)))))))))))) 

henri has no chill when it comes to her values i.e. fighting against blood supremacists , fighting for gender equality , fighting for equal rights for centaurs ..... EQUALITY THINGS IN GENERAL !!!!!!!! -— henri has a teeny tiny short fuse when issues of equality are concerned & she is always ready to smite any sonuvabeech who crosses her on these issues . she’s also pretty aggro on the quidditch field yo’ . that’s the unholy 4 u .

my babe can drink more firewhiskey than the whole student body at hogwarts combined , but she never gets drunk . she has the alcohol tolerance of a large blue whale tbH ???? she’s the #mumfriend at parties because she’s the only one sober enough to be .

henri honestly really kind when she lets herself be ????? she finds happiness in watching the stars , in flying , in climbing trees and caring for others —— she finds knitting , and cleaning cathartic , and wants nothing more than to lie down in bed for the rest of her life , surrounded by fluffy duvets and warmth :~))))) however , amidst trying to escape from the clutches of her past , make headway as slytherin keeper in a sport that’s still predominantly played and spectated by men , and trying to come to terms with the fact that there’s a very real war on the horizon , henri hasn’t been left with much room for softness . she is , though —— ... she has the softest of hearts , which is exactly why she needs to make sure her exterior is impenetrable . 

OKAY I LIED THIS GOT P LONG BUT PLS COME LOVE MY BABE HENRIETTA !!!!!! :~)

[auroargraves]

The angel thing scream that slayed me - guardian angel Newt who is panicking bc his charge disappeared off the radar and he can't find him until Grindelwald starts slipping and by the time he senses him again, he can feel time is running out. Newt is too late and Graves says thank you-for noticing, for finding him, even tho he doesn't know who Newt is-closing his eyes with a final breath and Newt doesn't know why it makes him cry, it's just a finished job but... (Sorry)

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Sometimes Newt wonders if being a guardian angel is worth it. Especially when his charge is a boy that loves to seek out danger.

He wonders maybe it’s better to be the little devil on his ward’s shoulder; to push and goad his human to do bad things and watch him stumble and fall into the deepest pit of hells.

It is certainly better than having to swoop in to stop death from taking him away every time his Percival decides to be bold and brave; gambling his precious little life away just so others can live on.

It’s exhausting; he is tired of fighting with the angel of death on almost daily basis. Pushing and pulling Percival’s away from the thin edge between life and death; rolling around with his pristine white claws sinking into death’s arms. Dark blood coating his hand, burning him.

The thin long scars scattering all over his wings —gifts from the angel of death’s claws— are testaments on how much being Percival Graves’ guardian angel is not a fun job.

Yet when his brother volunteers to take over, Newt politely declines.

For all of his grumbling and complaining about Percival’s reckless way of living, Newt has become attached to him.

His human is an odd one.

Percival is a powerful boy; capable of so many things yet he lives a lonely life. Distancing himself from others, guarding his heart from disappointment and betrayal.

Newt tries to bribe Queenie to sprinkle some love dust on his boy; but Queenie says it’s against the rule.

There is no match for his name yet. So he has to wait.

For this sole reason, Newt follows him around; keeps track on Percival even though it isn’t part of the commitment.

“I don’t want him to feel like he’s all alone,” he reasons to Theseus when his brother questions him on why he keeps on visiting the boy even when there’s no danger.

“He can’t even see you,” Theseus argues back, frustrated with how Newt is too invested with this mere human.

“But he feels me.”

So Newt follows Percival; hovers behind him in protectiveness. His white wings flapping gently as he watches Percival leads his life accordingly. No matter how mundane or overly-dangerous, Newt stays loyal by his side.

So it’s a shocking thing when he comes down to visit the boy one morning only to notice that there’s something off with his Percival.

His magic seems to be frazzled, something sinisterly dark being buried deep underneath his skin and he seems smug; not the usual calm expression that Newt has seen on Percival’s face countless time.

Yet a duty is a duty.

He follows Percival around; seeing the changes in his habit and suspecting that there’s a foul play somehow. He tries to touch Percival. Reaching his clawed hand out to grab on broad shoulder; to dig deep into his psyche because he needs to confirm.

But Theseus’ chiding words ring from above.

“You’re not allowed to touch humans, Newton. We are not meant to be seen by their naked eyes.”

He has no choice but to stamp down on his curiosity; ducking his head and doing his job yet he still looks; tries to identify and catalogue the differences between this Percival to his Percival.

By the time the truth has been revealed, Newt knows he is running out of time.

When Percival’s warm hazel eyes smoothed out to reveal mismatched eyes; Newt flies high to search for his ward. His scarred white wings flapping in anger.

He looks at every nooks and crannies; searches high and low until he finds Percival being concealed underneath powerful magic underneath his childhood’s basement manor.

His charge is weak; gone is the powerful wizard and what lies on the floor is just a man on the brink of his dying moment.

The angel of death is circling the musty space; awaiting for the right time to strike.

But Percival is still alive; even only barely. He is still alive and it is Newt’s duty to protect him.

He swoops down gently, covering Percival’s vision with his wings. He swallows when Percival turns to face him; his eyelashes fluttering weakly.

Warm hazel eyes. Bright when Percival is happy, stormy dark when he is angry. Right now, they look dimmed. The lights leaving him slowly.

Newt takes a deep breath and gently cradles his Percival; placing his head to rest on his lap. Percival is sickly cold; sticky with sweat and blood and he tries to wipe the crusted blood from his forehead but Percival catches his hand instead.

“Thank you.”

Newt blinks; gazing down at his boy who is looking at him with a soft smile on his face.

He looks devastatingly beautiful and Newt feels his heart breaking into pieces.

“You must be an angel for noticing. You must be my angel because you found me.”

Newt tries to talk but his voice is lodged inside his throat; raw and sharp. He wants to apologise. To say sorry for not noticing sooner, for not trying hard to find him.

“Let’s find each other in the next life,” Percival whispers softly, kissing the back of Newt’s hand before he takes the final breath.

Newt doesn’t let him go. Even when the sharp claws of death digging into his wings, tearing them apart; he doesn’t let Percival go.

(When the newly appointed guardian angel turns around, Newt sees a pair of familiar warm hazel eyes looking at him.

There’s curiosity in them; a sense of surprised awe lurking when he sees Newt.

“Have we met before?”

Newt smiles; shakes his head slightly to the question.

“I’m Newt,” he says, offering his hand for the angel to take and when they touch, the angel’s eyes widened comically that Newt can’t help but bite down on his lip to stop himself from grinning.

“We meet again, Newt. I’m Percival.”)

[seulbon]

hey dave? im kicking your ass 

THE LAST:

1. drink: tea!

2. phone call: i was in a discord call because i was apparently a part of a prank going on, even tho i took no part in it lololol (but like, i last talked to dave ( @glumios​ ) when they were drunk)

3. text message: wink

4. song you listened to: i listen to bts’ run and young forever at least once a day, ,, , ,.  ; but ive been listening to exo’s the war on repeat for a while now

5. time you cried: yesterday actually lol i was being a lil bitch about art 

6. dated someone twice: nnnope

7. kissed someone and regretted it: honestly i dont even remember sweatsss

8. been cheated on: thankfully no hahah

9. lost someone special: i normally dont get close to people deeply so i cant say they were “special” - but ive def lost people! 

10. been depressed: wink why ya think ive been to therapy for a good 4 years; last time was like, a week ago or smth

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: actually surprisingly haven’t

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS:

12-14.

pastel purple, cotton candy mix that chanyeol has, and sea blue!

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. made new friends: uhuhuhuhhhhh of course !!

16. fallen out of love: dont think so, could be wrong??

17. laughed until you cried: yeeeaaaahhh especially when dave called me not too long ago kskshkshshs

18. found out someone was talking about you: uhhhh hello? i gossip like theres no tomorrow of course im gonna know when someone @’s me LOL

19. met someone who changed you: wink im sure they know who they are 

20. found out who your friends are: you mean like??? true friends? i guess, hard to say rn since i still know plenty of assholes 

21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: what’s an facebook lol is that like a reddit for moms

GENERAL:

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: like 80% of them 

23. do you have any pets: i lost one of my pets a while back but!! i still have two others! 

the cat is dimka (smoke) and the pup is lexi! ive had dimka since i was around 2, and lexi since i was around 12 !! im love them all.

24. do you want to change your name: yeah but,,, to what? i dont know

25. what did you do for your last birthday: i WAS supposed to hang with friends and have a good time, but things changed. so i just had dinner with my family, got some money, was good. 

26. what time did you wake up: 6:30 loooll fuck trucks

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping tf i aint a late bug

28. name something you can’t wait for: bts’ comeback honestly??? hixtape??? the sweet release of death????

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: i havent seen her since yesterday morning zzzz 

30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: my attitude/personality i guess? like im such a sourpuss and cant get shit done and then the next moment im happy go lucky with no logic. 

31. what are you listening to right now: vixx - dynamite (a banger please stan)

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: i dont fuckin know man

33. something that is getting on your nerves: very small things, like, smacking while eating, tapping nails, etc. also not being able to draw lol

34. most visited website: twitter, youtube, and i guess vlive counts. 

35. mole/s: uno mole on my left hand pointer finger, on top - it helped me dictate between left n right lolll

36. mark/s: a small dust(?) mark that stuck on my ankle, and also a scar from the time someone threw a chair at me ;)

37. childhood dream: i think vet, but it still stands. 

38. hair colour: dark brown + blonde highlights 

39. long or short hair: medium 

40. do you have a crush on someone: uhuhuhhhh yeah! 

41. what do you like about yourself: eyes and hands i guess. my hands are like, dainty and fresh and my eyes be poppin - eye smiles left n right 

42. piercings: just one lobe piercing in each ear, probs gonna get more 

43. blood type: last i check, B?

44. nickname: jules, julia, julie, bonnie, seulbon, gay, and my favourite: jikookfukr69 

45. relationship status: single, please let me stay that way for the time being 

46. zodiac: gemini

47. pronouns: doesn’t matter with me, as long as i know you’re talking to me/about me it doesnt matter - call me trash bag for all i care

48. favourite tv show: i used to really like spn and i watched a bit of sherlock, but i think now i only really watch movies n shit on tv loooll

49. tattoos: kinda want some small tattoo on my wrist, but so far none

50. right or left handed: lil bit of both, though im mostly right handed !

51. surgery: none! 

52. piercing: asked again??? refer above

53. sport: swimming! badminton! table tennis! the non-generic sports!

55. vacation: hawaii sounds nice. also canada and dubai. 

56. pair of trainers: just casual running shoes lollll

MORE GENERAL

57. eating: im about to head out to get pizza actually 

58. drinking: rn, just water 

59. i’m about to: head out and get some food hahah

61. waiting for: i ordered some shit off Wish and now im just waiting for those fuckers to arrive 

62. want: dont really want anything zzz

63. get married: maybe, its not my biggest concern 

64. career: dermatologist? veterinarian? radiologist??? somethin in science.

65. hugs or kisses: the only kisses i like are forehead and neck kisses - ill always prefer a hug though

66. lips or eyes: eyes!!! 110%!

67. shorter or taller: i’d prefer taller ;o  

68. older or younger: ill take like, 1 year younger and the max ill go older is like, 3 LOL

70. nice arms or nice stomach: either or, nice stomach doesnt have to be abs and nice arms doesnt have to be muscle - if they’re comfy they’re comfy 

71. sensitive or loud: sensitive im a puss

72. hook up or relationship: i mean,,,, neither for now? but def no hookups. 

73. troublemaker or hesitant: i just act on impulse around the people im with. if its people i trust, troublemaker. people i dont know, hesitant. 

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. kissed a stranger: god no

75. drank hard liquor: nope!

76. lost glasses/contact lenses: my glasses yeah LOL

77. turned someone down: mmm m m m m yeah.

78. sex on the first date: whats an date lol

79. broken someone’s heart: im an asshole 25/8 so honestly? wouldnt be the first time

80. had your heart broken: romantically? nah. but ive def felt like complete and utter shit before because of someone 

81. been arrested: wink (no really i havent)

82. cried when someone died: uhhh someone.. no. i haven’t lost anyone yet (thankfully, and hopefully not soon)

i did cry for my cat, though

83. fallen for a friend: *****aggressively winks******

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. yourself: its on and off 

85. miracles: nah, those are big “what if’s” only 

86. love at first sight: nop

87. santa claus: sorry kiddos santa’s dead 

88. kiss on the first date: i dont??? prefer it??? 

89. angels: all my friends exist so nyes. 

OTHER:

90. current best friend’s name:

hey uh? guys? like. why you gotta fuckin pinpoint this out:

dave, kat, val, will, eric, ariel, dianne, miles, and a few minor others. literally only dave has tumblr (that i can remember) so this is that 

91. eye colour: hazel!

92. favourite movie: i dont watch many movies god, but i think the last movie i watched that i really liked was central intelligence? it was. so funny idk why i thought it was good. 

hey assholes: im not on tumblr at all but for anyone that comes around this just take it and do it - i wont tag anyone,, , , ,. ,. ,. ,.

[the-barefoot-hatter]

#Alastor roams the halls like hotels personal ghost#The Haunting of Hazbin Hotel#its Alastor#Alastor is haunting the Hazbin Hotel#the only one brave enough to wander the halls at night is Niffty#Angel Dust has been scarred tho#no more midnight snacks#lest he become the midnight snack#just silly hotel shenanigans#if you hear screaming at the middle of the night#no you didnt'#go back to sleep#if you hear an old staticy radio playing outside your door#put some headphones on and do NOT look at any shadows

Someone on Twitter said they're scared of deer because deer will just stare at you for a long time before bounding away and, well, this was the first thing that came time mind.

RIP Angel Dust. He's never going to get a midnight snack ever again.