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Three darling daughters #girldad
#I do hc that alastor immediately changes his tune when someone compliments him#found family trope ftw#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fanart#charlie morningstar#Vaggie#chaggie#niffty#alastor#angel dust#husk#my doods#liked by creator#she reposted it!
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My blog has become infested with angst goblins, and they must be fed with some hypothetical scenarios!🙏💚
#grey art#fan art#hazbin hotel fanart#hazbin hotel#Hazbin hotel comic#JESUS WEPT THIS FUCKING THING WAS A BEAST#BUT I LOVE IT!#hazbin charlie#hazbin alastor#Alastor#charlie morningstar#angst#hurt/comfort#whump art#I know what you people are I’m one of you!#I heard your cries for more angst and I aim to please!#also good excuse to use clip studio more#I only bust that out for something special#now let’s do something else! like eat!
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Happy 10th anniversary to FNAF!!
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fanart#fnaf movie#fnaf silver eyes#into the pit#security breach#mike schmidt#micheal afton#springtrap#fnaf vanny#william afton#fnaf vanessa#charlie emily#gregory fnaf#cassie fnaf#oswald fnaf#abby schmidt#HAPPY 10 years!!#All the rabbits are pretty happy about their anniversary!#everyone else though all the protagonists? not so much pff#they have no reason to celebrate their crimes#SILLY lil comic I wanted to do had to do something to celebrate#tbh me drawing fnaf everyday was my celebration gift as is#tried to add all the fnaf canons into this one games movies and books#I only started to draw fnaf late lsst year but I’ve been a fan from the very beginning#happy 10 years to fnaf and here’s to many more!! 💜💜
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TORI SPRING: SOLITAIRE
"I think you should know that I make up a lot of stuff in my head and then get sad about it." Tori Spring, played by Jenny Walser
#since heartstopper tv skipped over my beloved solitaire storyline i thought i'd make some gifs to compensate#tori spring#heartstopper#heartstopperedit#heartstopper s3#heartstopper season 3#heartstopper spoilers#solitaire#alice oseman#charlie spring#michael holden#the scene in the garden during new years is too relatable#i might also do the ferris wheel scene#can you tell i struggled with the different lightnings
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Hell's most vanilla couple
#hazbin hotel#kinda nsfw? or well. suggestive#how do i tag this#i still like to stay classy but i am an adult playing with adult characters here so pls bear with me :)#chaggie#charlie morningstar#vaggie#my art
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Have a meme because I have no self control
Lucifer just seems like the kinda guy who’d lose his mind over ppl being too hot (our bi short king)
I spent way too much effort on this pls like it ily 🙏
Bonus (radioapple) doodles as always (edit: I. I just realised I forgot Al’s monocle in both doodles. I am dying inside. Why did no one tell me.):
#WHY DO ALL OF THEM HAVE A BOWTIE#As usual my handwriting is dogshit hope u enjoy the meme <3#I know Charlie is bi but that also means she likes girls so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#Lucifer has a ‘tHIS biTCH’ expression specially for alastor it’s canon viv told me#hazbin#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fanart#hazbin hotel art#hazbin hotel 2024#hazbin art#hazbin lucifer#hazbin angel dust#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel charlie#hazbin charlie#hazbin chaggie#hazbin hotel alastor#radio demon#vivziepop#hazbin hotel lucifer#hazbin hotel angel dust#hazbin hotel anthony#angel dust#alastor#alastor hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel husk#husker#chaggie#charlie x vaggie#thorium.art
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Chapter 8 - 6
The head boy!
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Heartstopper updates three times a month, on the 1st, 11th, and 21st at 11am UK time.
#heartstopper#people on the patreon pointed out that charlie shakes the headmaster's hand with his left hand which is apparently bad social etiquette#i'm very sorry i didn't know this when i drew it and i cba to redraw it right now but i will do it for the book lol
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Her Deadly Night in Paris
Her Deadly Night in Paris (2023) #LaneShefterBishop #ShifraZuckerman #CharlyDo #LaurentMaurel #LucileJaillant #ElisaSergent Mehr auf:
From Paris with Danger Jahr: 2023 Genre: Krimi / Drama / Thriller Regie: Lane Shefter Bishop Hauptrollen: Shifra Zuckerman, Charly Do, Laurent Maurel, Lucile Jaillant, Elisa Sergent, Harry Burton, Raphaël Mars, Aron von Andrian, Michael Amiar, Nanou Harry, Jacques Ross, Augustin Guibert … Filmbeschreibung: Eine amerikanische Austauschstudentin in Paris verliebt sich in den gutaussehenden Sohn…
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Cunk on Earth | Philomena's Castle
#philomena cunk#cunk on earth#charlie brooker#diane morgan#bbc#sine's edits#q#another scene that gifs can't do justice
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it's very important to understand how a personality disorder diagnosis functions in the psychiatric system, even if you identify with the diagnosis or find it useful.
personality disorders on your medical record will be used to discredit anything you say or do. they indicate "don't bother listening to this person; apply treatment regardless of their wishes but also they're probably manipulating/attention-seeking so maybe don't bother treating them". needing support becomes attention-seeking. behaviors that would be treated + supported in someone without this diagnosis are ignored or treated as manipulative. providers are instructed to "withdraw warmth" (a real thing in the DBT provider's manual, btw) in response to self-injury or suicidal ideation.
if you have been dx'd with a personality disorder professionally, you likely understand this.
now, here's the important part: this is not an issue of 'stigma' against a politically neutral, pre-discursive True Disease which is being Unfairly Maligned. these diagnoses were formulated based on the idea that some patients cannot be trusted, that some patients seek care too much. they are applied to patient charts as a justification for withdrawing care or as a dismissal of someone "not getting better" fast enough. in the uk, they are often employed by the nhs to shame or problematize people who use large amounts of nhs resources, arguing that receiving a lot of care through the nhs is a negative behavior stemming from a disordered personality.
there are elements of personality disorders which resonate strongly with many people, including myself, but you need to be clear-eyed about the origins + functions of this diagnosis. as a whole, they were created + function as ways to discredit + mistreat noncompliant or "difficult" patients. 'reclaiming' them is not going to change how they function systematically- it is going to make it easier to engage in this systematic neglect by evoking 'ableism' or 'stigma!' when people question the utility or application of the diagnosis.
#psychiatric abolition#before ppl come for my throat#know that i was prof dx'd with bpd + ocpd + both of those dx's were used to neglect + abuse me#but the doctors kindly reminded me not to Stigmatize Myself :) it's Okay To Have Noncompliant Brat Disease Charlie <3#but anyway we will be withdrawing care + writing about u being manipulative for advocating for yourself#but that's Not Your Fault :) You Have A Disease#these were doctors at some of the best hospitals in the country so do with that what u will#not to mention the pathologization of trauma inherent to this but anywayyy#this post brought to you by buy one get one free monster energy
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residual hater energy
#smiling friends#sf#charlie dompler#pim pimling#charpim#my art#do you think pim can become a gollum at will#like theoretically if a walgreens cashier pissed him off really really really bad
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Budding romance
#chaggie my otp forever#chaggie#I do think they are anime love interests#I just wanna squish vaggie’s cheeks#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fanart#charlie morningstar#vaggie#my doods
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It’s healthy to step out of our comfort zone’s a little!😜
#grey art#god this show has possessed me help!#I have other things to do aaa!😂#hazbin hotel fanart#hazbin hotel comic#hazbin hotel#charlie morningstar#vaggie#nifty#alastor#hazbin vaggie#hazbin niffty#hazbin alastor#chaggie#i should probably rest my hand before I cripple myself#but this made me giggle so much I had to finish it!😂😂😂
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Susie meets the friendly yellow rabbit in FNAF..
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fanart#william afton#susie fnaf#fnaf pizzeria simulator#spring bonnie#yellow rabbit#‘can you get the dog please? I know how to get there..’#since drawing the Charlie comic I’ve been wondering what I should do in that vibe next#it only felt right to focus on Susie’s story#after Charlie David Cassidy etc I think Susie is the next most important ghost child#we know a lot about her#and her story is horrific it really gets to me#William kills her dog to test remnant#then uses her dogs death to lure her to test a humans remnant#ITS sick and twisted#it’s how William uses anything to his manipulation even grief especially grief#I sniffle and sob over Chica and the cupcake
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#why does he look better in eyeliner than me#what the fuck how did you do that#charlie slimecicle#slimecicle#mcyt shitpost#slmccl#gay highschool got to him
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- A ROTTEN TREE BEARS ROTTEN FRUIT | I.
god loves you, but not enough to save you
cw: kinktober prompt (whipping/flogging), blasphemy, inaccurate religious practices, lyrical sadomasochism (more so sadism on his part), erotic religious imagery and references, this dynamic is so weird, implied (as in in my mind) bi reader and charlie, plus sized reader, reader’s chest referred to as ‘breasts’ & ‘tits’ and their crotch referred to as a ‘hole’ but they do have a seperate one other than their ass, pregnancy fantasy, vomit mention, don’t know shit about the show fuck you ryan, blood kink, interchangeable ‘charlie’ & ‘mayhew’ based on pov
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kinktober 2024
“Shh, let me clean you up, Father.” You smile, so softly, he could snap your neck if he squeezed hard enough.
You run your nails over his back, trimmed to an appropriate length. Father Mayhew sighs the way Adam might’ve when Eve’s walls clenched around him, God never being more important than this bliss. You’re so devoted, so devout in your worship but he’s beginning to think that you cry out to a different God than he does. If you even believe in an invisible one anymore when you have a savior in the flesh.
“Thank you, dear. That’d be great.” The pulls are pulled from his lips like rotund wooden beads, as if he has no choice but to endure the stretch as they exit his body one by one.
You shuffle off the bed and kneel behind him, stroking your fingertips down his back like he’s a marble statue you just can’t help but reach out and touch. The opposite of Delilah cutting Samson’s hair, you only want to imbue him with your pure love from the inside out. Spooning milk and honey over the tender welts.
His eyelids crinkle as you kiss the nape of his neck, blotting your lips with rouge. There is no inch of his back left without, and when you arrive at the bigger gashes you lavish the cut with your tongue. Drinking his life away and cleaning him up like a good little whore, servicing the man becomes the only thing of importance to you. You dip the tip of your tongue in the recess of the deeper wounds, and caress his tensing abs from behind when he grits his teeth and traps a curse behind them. You only kitten lick him, but often he wishes you would get real dirty with it, caressing your tongue over his muscles in broad and messy swipes.
His scars from previous lashings glint in the low light of the candles surrounding you. You give them their just desserts of course, grateful pecks of attention and acknowledgement. Soothing his pain, that is the only excuse you have to encroach on the verge of breaking your vows. Father Mayhew gives you a purpose and stops your bleating with a heavy hand if you forget your place. Stern hand to raw and stinging flesh.
Sometimes there is no pillow when you kneel behind him.
The next step is that you turn around and face the wall after picking up the cattail whip off the bed and returning it to its rightful owner. You’ve already discarded your habit, no tunic, coif, or veil left on your person. They’re folded neatly beside you, only your rosary nestled in the embrace of your heaving breasts. Your peaks harden in the stuffy humid air, all the oxygen in the world confined to this small room.
He saddles up behind you, his sweaty chest so close to the flesh and contours of your back. Father Charlie breathes you in, taking whiffs of your debauched scent in between silent prayers. He never allows himself to be as forward as you are, his thread of control over his desire has not snapped yet. There are boundaries he can push, but lines he can never cross.
“Good lamb, God recognizes your penance and forgives your soul.” He whispers, dragging the strips of leather down your back until goosebumps rise to the surface.
When you least expect it, he strikes. You muffle a shout into the wall and Father Charlie’s cock jumps under his towel. Briefly he imagines slamming into your tempting body dry, with no preparation, making you sure you feel as much pain as possible. The way you’d wince with every step around the church, the begging in your puppy dog eyes when you’d take communion. How he could hold it above your head like a bone in the shape of a fractured cross, dangling just out of reach of your gorgeous mouth.
The devil gives him dreams of fucking your throat until you’re vomiting and hoarse.
Every droplet of bed peeking out from the cracks of your skin to say hello nourishes him. He shushes you when you’re unable to hold back your sounds, cooing when he notices you humping the air after the fifteenth hit. You just can’t help yourself, nerdy by nature and nurture.
You start soaking the pillow beneath you, imagining what he must look like. A man and his broad hulking body curling around you as he hurts you. Your hole suddenly feels so empty, you have a night of riding your pillow ahead of you, you just want to be good for him in all the ways you’re supposed to be.
As you let a demon of sex control your body, he spies a flash of a white lacy thong nestled between your plump ass cheeks. He knows that if you had also worn a towel, he would’ve hooked his fingers under the fabric and pulled it off. You don’t get to hide any part of yourself from your Father. And he knows he will have to give himself another lashing for those thoughts alone. Even the secret wedding he plans as he strokes his angry red cock, always edging himself, he’s afraid of what would happen if he lets go. How loud the iron gates would be when they creak open. Like the way he wants to spread your ass open and toy with the hidden puckered hole.
His words are in his actions, reopening your old wounds and bringing the warm leather across your back one last time, he hopes your blood soaks through the material. Staining it, the way you have already stained his heart. Father Charlie grins despite himself when you slump against the wall, sliding his bible-roughened hands over your love handles and sticks his pecs to your shoulders.
“You did lovely, today. The Lord thanks you, and I’m so proud of you, you know that?” His thick fingers brush along the bottoms of your tits, never going higher.
He wants to slap them, wrap the beads of your rosary around them until the flesh bulges, painting your nipples in a mix of both of your blood. Marking your souls irreversibly. Marriage of the spirit, a ritualistic wedding in the eyes of the beholder. You shiver like a mouse in front of a snake, and beads of precum fall from his cockhead.
Did Saint Teresa have these feelings when she had the vision of an angel piercing her heart with their golden spear? Did Saint Sebastian when he was pierced by those arrows under the order of the Emperor? Did David when he wrenched Goliath’s head back by his hair and bested him into humiliation? Did it compare to the covenant he formed with Jonathan?
He kisses your glittering scars in thanks and washes your blood away with his lips and tongue too. But unlike any other day in which you’ve done this, he stands up with a grunt and pulls you up with him. Father Mayhew falls backwards onto his bed and so you follow dutifully, and because the hold he has on your wrist is strong to the point of bruising. You lay your head over his heart and pant into his skin as he teases your plush thigh, tracing crosses into the chubby expanse of skin.
“No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.” He cajoles, walking on that burning tightrope with you.
He wonders if your cunt would be just as chubby, if you’ve ever thought about humping the organ bench, riper than the forbidden fruit, and he mentally catalogs an extra long session of repentance. To be fresh and clean again. Father Charlie will go through his sermons with his lighthearted tone and charming personality, desperate to hide that he’s thinking of plunging his tongue in your asshole. Sipping and slurping up your musk like it’s the only holy water he needs to live. Or entice you into eating his ass, you would love being able to serve him properly, no doubt.
To nourish you with his fragments, his vertebrae and viscera. The body and the blood. The teeth and the testicles.
He’ll sit in quiet contemplation in front of the pulpit, pouring wine over your body in his mind. Following the red trail with his tongue as it trickles down the valley of your chest and dips in and out the folds of your belly. He’ll leisurely open his mouth on a silent moan at the top of your mound, the hairs like yellowing blades of glades against his philtrum, in a perfect paradise there’d be blood there too. His own personal, pervertedly literal, red sea.
You’d look so beautiful, swollen and fat with a child growing in your womb. A shame that can never happen, but a blessing that no heretic of a man could snatch you up and take you away from him. Your flock is here, and the heavy crook of his staff is all you need to guide you back home when you go astray. Trapped in his thighs, molded by his hands, punctured into line with his cock.
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