#Belphegor hazbin hotel

[seramilla]

Give me more of vaggie being carmilla miscarriage kid

Charlie, ever-diligent girlfriend and pillar of strength and love that she is, stands outside Vaggie's hospital room for what seems like hours. She wants to give her girlfriend as much time as she needs to process the news that Carmilla is undoubtedly telling her right now. That includes pacing up and down the hallway. Fighting the urge to peek inside, or disturb this moment that the two women undoubtedly need to face on their own.

There is the sound of shouting, and crying, and understandable frustration from within. The truth had been a surprise to everyone, particularly herself and Lucifer. She can't imagine what's going through Carmilla's mind, or Vaggie's for that matter. She wants to fix it, but there's realistically nothing she can do. Vaggie had told her once that she can't fix everything, and she should accept it. It fucking sucks, but she knows she needs to let her girlfriend do this on her own. With her...mother. That still sounds so weird to say.

After a while, however, it's been at least half an hour since she's heard any sound from inside. The walls of Belphegor's hospital are sturdy; they're built well, but not soundproof. She starts to get concerned that maybe something has happened. The little window over Vaggie's door is covered, and the door is shut tight. Eventually, her curiosity gets the better of her, though. She trusts her girlfriend, but she also has the right to worry about her well-being, all the same.

Just a peek. She'll open the door, confirm everyone is still alive in there, and close it again. They'll be none the wiser. The latch turns slowly in her hand. She doesn't turn it enough for it to click; only for the bolt to release, so she can push it slightly open. Once there's a sliver of light shining through, she peers inside, angling her head in different directions until she gets a view of Vaggie's hospital bed through the slat.

Both women are lying on the bed. Carmilla kind of halfway on, because she's too tall to fit on it completely -- not if she's going to leave Vaggie any room, that is. The smaller woman in question is facing her, cradled up closely against her side, nose buried into the taller woman's chest. She can't see her girlfriend's face entirely at this angle, but she can hear her soft breathing. It's gentle, and light, and familiar; not distressed like it'd been before. She's asleep.

Thank fuck for that, Charlie thinks, as she smiles at the scene in front of her. Carmilla is still awake, and lifts her head slightly to acknowledge Charlie's presence. She nods at Charlie, who smiles and nods back. Charlie closes the latch quietly, finally relieved for some confirmation that they're both okay in there.

Obviously they still need some time, and Vaggie still needs to recover, and come to terms with all that's happened. Her dad, Zestial, and Bel left for the cafeteria a while ago, so she decides to follow them. Hopefully when they return, Vaggie will be awake. Charlie can't wait for her turn to comfort her girlfriend herself. Thank goodness that Carmilla can do so now, in a special way that she cannot. Her chance will come. She just needs to be patient.

[sec-heriablangel]

That is the slothful queen

[hisuianserperior]

Just casually meeting all the sins

Minus one of course lol

Too busy making the Fantastical Backflipping Rubber Duck that breathes fire

[petitprincess1]

ALL THE SINS ARE HERE!!!!

[turimoalin]

[gravcore]

Finally, after ages I got to make a new version of my seven deadly sins lineup

No leviathan or satan bc auhhh I don’t have any good design ideas for them yet

[gildedoak]

Southern Comfort Food Episode 11 - Pecan Pie and Sugar Pie

FINALLY! BEELZEBUB AND ASMODEUS ARRIVE!! They. Have. So. Many. Details. *wheeeeeeze*

I personally have not had sugar pie, but it sounds delicious! From what I could gather, it's almost like a pecan pie without the pecan layer on top. If I am incorrect, those of you who HAVE had sugar pie, please hop in the comments.

SOUTHERN COMFORT FOOD SERIES Chicken and Waffles Sweet Tea Peach Cobbler Hushpuppies Crab/Crawfish Boil Gumbo (plus character notes!) Beignets (part 2) Shrimp and Grits Cornbread Biscuits and Gravy Fried Catfish ??? - Season 1 Finale

Description under the cut!

[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: King Asmodeus and Queen Beelzebub each stand holding a pecan pie and a sugar pie. Lucifer has shapeshifted into a bird with a tiny top hat, flying above Bee as he sticks his tongue out at her.

Lucifer: Nyehhh!!

Bee: Flying away won't get you outta this, Luci! WE NEED TO CHAT.

The pecan pie she's holding gets larger, with the caption "SUPERSIZE IT." Asmodeus stands beside her, though his pies are smartly packed away into labeled boxes.

Asmodeus, talking into his cell phone: Better hurry up Levi, or I'm gonna take your share home to Fizzie!

Leviathan: YOU WOULDN'T DARE! BEL, DRIVE FASTER!!

Aggressive driving sounds can be heard in the background on the other line, presumably Belphegor as she proceeds to break several traffic laws.

END DESCRIPTION]

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

My friend sent me this picture from Mastermind, it’s the symbols for all of the sins, with Lucifer at the very top!

[winter-1023]

WE GOT ALL THE SEVEN SINS NOW!!!!!!

[vesppperoro]

can you do headcanons for Sin of Sloth!reader?

Sin of Sloth! Reader Headcanons

Sloth. This sin is known for the failure to do things that one should do. That’s what you are.

Your system runs off of Medicare/drugs. People from other rings buy your medicine for whatever they think they need it for, even though they don’t need it.

You’re most known for your sleeping pills. They’re drugs that you can buy in any ring, but the proceeds go to you.

Your home is run by other Sloth members since you don’t want to get up and do things yourself.

Your people are very… strange looking. Many sinners and Hellborn resemble their sin, but your people are a little different. Yes, they are sloth-like, but they’re more monstrous compared to others.

You are VERY chill compared to other sins. You don’t have many rules or laws in your ring since your people barely do anything.

How your economy works makes everyone wonder.

Your real name is Belphegor, but you go by Name. Many hospitals in your ring are named things like: “Belphie’s Care”, “Belph Health”, “Belphegor PHD”, etc.

You resemble a goat, of sorts. A satyr and a centaur as well. You have the attributes of a goat, a backside of a goat whenever you turn into your demon form, and hooves in any form. You also have curly horns!

You’re a stoner. Like, you’re sitting in your chair smoking a FAT joint. For what? You don’t know. You like it.

You’re friends with Mammon because he provides you with money in exchange for drugs.

You’re also friends with Beel, but you had to lock up your party drugs since she would break into them..

Despite being lazy, you also like to throw parties!

Anyways. You may sit on your ass almost everyday, but you’re strong.

You hardly ever get into fights. You let Mammon or Beel do that for you. However, when you do, you make sure no one is left.

Similar to Belphegor from Obey Me, you were also locked away for a bit. You were locked away in order to prevent your previous rage.

Why were you in a rage? Nobody but you knew.

You were freed by Charlie Morningstar, who didn’t know why you were locked up.

Once you were freed, you went back to ruling over your ring.

You have the ability to manipulate sound and sleep. Your voice has the power to put anyone to sleep if you lace it with your abilities.

When you HAVE to fight, you use your sound and sleep abilities together. You make everyone on the battlefield hear your voice so they pass out. It’s less work for you.

[redfluffz]

so I know the archangels are the sins counterparts but who’s specifically be whose counterpart? I mean I can see Bee and Aries being each other’s counterparts and Raphael and Bell being counter but who else and if not one of the archangels counterparts that aren’t the sins would another noble Demon be.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

7 VS 7 Hellish 6 VS Heavenly 6

Sooo I would say it's this way:

Satan - Gabriel

> both are very emotional

> both are very invested in their duties

> books

Jophiel - Mammon

> yeah what should I say

> they just fit each other perfectly

Ariel - Asmodeus

> both are very social people (when anxiety is defeated)

> both are very kind and helpful

> both are interested in others (when anxiety is defeated)

Azrael - Leviathan

> both are very relaxed

> both share a similar humor

Raphael - Belphegor

> both are doctors and respect each other

> yeahh they would only talk about medicine

Michael - Beelzebub

> both are close to Lucifer

> both would protect their most loved ones

Thanks for asking! ✨️

[seramilla]

So in the Emily stays in Hell au…

Who would find Sera first and when?

I assume Sera’s fall is like a meteor crashing down and cratering the ground on impact, the vestiges of divinity gone, everything holy burnt away allowing hell to sink its claws and warp yet another ex-heavenly host. A primal scream of agonizing pain leaves her parched throat and cracked lips. Is that her voice? It doesn’t sound like her voice…

She manages to get to her feet when the pain suddenly hits her full force and she screams again. It feels like something is tearing through her flesh. Her head throbs when a pair of pronghorns burst through her skin. She’s still screaming as her tailbone grows into something long and serpentine seemingly ending with a stinger. Her legs contort and twist into something feline. Sera sobs as claws break through her nail-beds of her charred black forearms. Her sclera blacken as her glowing white irises lose their luster when she spies the remains of her shattered halo in the dirt. There’s so much of her golden blood pooling around her but she doesn’t regret it. She’s so tired and everything hurts but…she has to find Emily, she HAS to find her sister and let her know…but a familiar voice catches her attention…

“…Sera…?”

Then everything goes dark.

Whether divine intervention or sheer luck allowed Carmilla Carmine to find Sera that day, the overlord isn't certain. One moment, she and her girls are scrounging around an old battlefield, looking for weaponry and any other spare mechanical parts they can find, and the next, the sky quite literally opens up above them.

A loud BOOM and a roll of thunder can be heard across the Pentagram, and what sounds like a meteor falling out of the sky. Then, like some sick joke, a deathly sounding hymn follows the cacophony in its wake, and something shatters against the ground, not even half a mile from where they'd been standing.

Carmilla might have turned away. Very nearly does, except she recognizes that particular type of Heavenly body. Not many meteors make their way to Hell; there is no universe or outer space around them to make that possible (generally speaking). No, that sound had been one of an angel falling. In a particularly violent, intentional sort of way; one being forced down, with nothing to break its fall.

She tells her girls to go home. The last time this had happened, Emily had reappeared with Charlie; thankfully, the younger Seraphim hadn't been quite as badly injured as she could have been. Charlie had helped in her descent, but it still wasn't a gentle landing. This person, however...she imagines they are in pain. Quite a lot of pain. And with Lucifer nowhere in sight, she takes it upon herself to be the one to greet this unfortunate soul.

As soon as Carmilla sees the person lying there, however, she knows something isn't right. She's seen angels fall before; it's always a messy ordeal. This one, though...appears to be in mid-transformation. She tries to push herself up, and cries out under the weight of her own pain, and the agony of her twisting, mutating body fighting against her every movement.

Wings are charred. Blackened, with holes and entire feathers missing, having been incinerated up from the fall. They all look different -- some batlike, some like charred bird wings. Horns have already begun sprouting from her head, a tail slashes back and forth in irritation at its new existence, and screaming can be heard as the woman's form contorts and bends upon itself to accommodate these startling new features.

It's the voice that finally tells Carmilla why her gut feeling had been firing off. The closer she gets to this person, the more she recognizes the horrified pitch and timbre of that scream. It's one she had never dared hope to hear again. And witnessing it now, in this circumstance, fills Carmilla Carmine with so much pain, agony, and sorrow, she almost falls onto the ground under the weight of her own grief. She is weeping right along with the woman.

“…Sera…?” Carmilla cries, barely able to keep it together when the person in question looks up at her.

Those eyes. The horns. The wings. All of it is foreign. Twisted and grotesque. A horrific approximation of the woman she had once loved, even at this moment, continuing to reshape and reform in that unfortunate and inevitable change that every Fallen must succumb to. The process is happening much faster with Sera than it had with her, and listening to Sera's screams quite literally makes Carmilla want to die. She is sick to her stomach, and almost empties the contents of her breakfast onto the ground.

"Car---aaaggghhh!" Scales are forming on the tale, while it thrashes around and smacks against the woman's kneeling legs. The horns are becoming less like little pinpricks and more like curved spikes on her forehead, poking through her disheveled, singed hair. Fur is sprouting from her lower limbs, and her eyes are changing color, swirling and twisting in a whirlpool of fire that hasn't quite settled into its new normal yet.

Her wings...oh Fucking Hell, her wings...Carmilla doesn't even want to comprehend what's happening there.

"Carmilla!" Sera screeches, reaching for her with a clawed hand that is still elongating and changing to an onyx black right before her very eyes. "Carmilla, please...! Oh please, god, help me!"

Carmilla rushes to Sera's side. She moves like in a dream. Like time isn't real, and everything is in slow motion. She wants to believe this is only a nightmare she will wake from. She's had several like it before, of Sera eventually falling. But the sight before her is too vile, too horrible, too grotesque to be anything conjured from her mind. Her imagination would never hurt Sera this much.

"Sera! Sera, mi amor, breathe! Just breathe! Take my hand! It will be over soon!"

"Carmilla, what are you even doing here?! I ca-I can't! It hurts! Carmilla, it hurts so much!"

"I know! I know, mi querida. Take my hand! It will be over soon!"

Sera takes Carmilla's large claw in her own, squeezing hard and piercing the skin. Carmilla flinches, but it's nothing compared to the pain that Sera is going through. Carmilla squeezes Sera's hand back, even though her palms are soaked in her own golden blood from where Sera's nicked her skin, and it's trailing down her arm, soaking into her sleeve.

But she doesn't care. It's the absolute last fucking thing on her mind right now.

She can be here with Sera for this. If she can't outright stop the pain, she can guide her through it, at the very least. Be present during the most agonizing thing Sera will ever have to go through. Unlike the last several thousands of years, she won't let Sera be alone in this. No. Never again.

Eventually, things on Sera's body stop shifting and twisting. They settle into a more or less final amalgamation of varying features, which may eventually change or morph even more as Sera settles into her new body. All new Fallen angels must go through something of this sort. Eventually, Sera will learn to control how she looks, and hide some of these features. Just as Carmilla once did. Carmila looks more or less "human" now, for lack of a better comparison. At least more than she did when she first fell.

She'd learned to control it and hide most of what she doesn't like. Now her true form mostly comes out when she is angry, and or when she needs it. Sera will learn her own abilities and limitations, as well. But as things settle down, Sera collapses, overspent and tired from the entire ordeal. Carmilla is grateful that, at least for now, the worst of it is over.

She picks up Sera in her large claws. Sera has always been tall. This manticore-esque creature is no different. But to Carmilla, she weighs like nothing. She never has. Carmilla will always carry her. So she does... carries her back to her compound, so she can call Belphegor. And let Emily know what's happened...that her sister is hurt, but safe.

Sera's world is about to change. Much more than it already has. And this time, Carmilla will be there when she awakens. And for every day and moment and second after that. She will never leave this woman's side again. Ever. She swears it on her life.

[so-tarafyd]

Wanted to do an in progress shot of my version of the color wheel challenge of the 7 Sins before Vivzie eventually releases their canon looks. Just to see if the colors work for each other.

Luci really making me struggle tho.

Also realized how they actually have a few similar colors so they can be coherent together. Which is a super nice touch?? Really helped me figure out my swatches for Bel and Levi.

[thepuppetandthedevil]

We finally meet all the Deadly 7 Sins!

[justasuta]

New Helluva Boss inspired me to design a Belphegor since my hellaverse OC is a Baphomet. She's just big, hairy and zooted all the time. Sorry in advance for my transgressions.

[gravcore]

finished the thing holy moly

one day someones gonna point out that i write my ocs names on every other drawing of them i make but anyway my 7th attempt at my take on belphegor, mans been through a lot lmfaooo

some indv versions under the cuttttt