#Raze's Hell

[willowwee]

Admiring the Guardian

INSPO:

Ramble: guardian getting that miss bellum powerpuff girls treatment 😭😭 not a big fan of this pair but i feel like they'd fit with the inspo yk I just couldn't think of any pairs that could went well with it (.. as im typing that I already had alot of pairs in mind goddammit💀💀) anyway next up is DARK AND BLADE RELATED 🗣🗣🗣 I FOUND ANOTHER CUTE INSPO FOR THEM

[fistfuloflightning]

OH MY GOD I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT BINGFAN

If you can draw it, please I beg of you 🙏

Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

The rot is coming back 😓

ANOTHER BINGFAN FAN!! Well of course I’d love some angst-ridden enemies-to-lovers it’s-complicated tsundere content 😊

No one deserved to die like this, Ming Fan thought viciously. Not even him. Luo Binghe’s eyes were wide with terror and confusion, at odds with the damning, demonic seal glowing on his forehead. But there was something like gratitude there as well, out of place and so painfully frail. “Shixiong—“ With a cry, he was wrenched from Ming Fan’s grip and into the Abyss below.

[ardentpoop]

truly cannot express often enuf that if sam doesnt stand out to you like a guiding light cutting through the bleak mire of supernatural's bloated canon i do not trust your taste in Literally Anything

[wxnheart]

𝚁𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕 (𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗)

Most would call you crazy for getting in his way instead of out but what the hell (pun intended), life's too short, you've seen more shit than you probably ever expected to see, and it's not like you're the only one who has a hard-on for the scary bastard. You're just honest with yours... sometimes. And besides, it's not like the Doom Slayer is complaining.

He isn't. Not really. He's just... making it background noise? He has more important things to do like save your ass from an invasion of Hell, but still, that doesn't stop you from trying to get to know him.

As much as you could, of course. Which wasn't a lot. At all, really, but it's the thought that counts. You tended to fill the silence with random observations and stories about... about anything, really, and while the Doom Slayer never vocalizes it, your voice (and you) grew on him. It was either listen to you, listen to his other fan (who was helpful and savvy enough to just... support), or listen to him. He picked the lesser of the three evils for once.

You told stories about your colleagues, especially the uppity bastards who were scared shitless when they found out the Slayer was in HQ. Your laugh was... different. Not unwelcome. Just different. Genuine. Something he hadn't heard since...

You told stories of your upbringing and how it inspired your profession. Hell, you even told him the stories told to you about him. You asked him if they were true but surprise, surprise, you didn't get an answer. Not like you were going to, anyway, but it's the thought that counts.

But yeah, the Doomguy can appreciate it. As much as he possibly can. It's not too often that he gets to hear something other than screeches of terror and pain as his bullets, fists, and blades tear through the flesh of demons. It's not too often that he gets respite from the memories and ghosts that haunt him more than Hell and the Makyrs ever could. It's not too often that he... Hn.

Sometimes a little goes a long way and while he has his own devices stored away to remind him of his humanity, just hearing another human talk to him does something for him those things haven't done in a while. And the silence he'll face in the aftermath is always deafening.

You wondered out loud what you would do after all this was said and done and Hell was wholly defeated, and while he certainly doesn't give two fucks because, well, he's busy razing Hell, he... Hm. Maybe the Slayer does care. Somewhat. At least you'll be safe to irritate the fuck out of someone else, hopefully those shitty colleagues of yours. So yeah, the Slayer would miss it if he were being honest with himself. He'd miss it, being human.

...But he won't miss Doomie-kins. Who the fuck came up with that name for him?

[sailorgundam308]

Is Karlach tall? Yes she is.

But what if she had a complex about being small because in Avernus among the elite devils she was one of the smallest soldiers?

Also, since in my game Karlach and Astarion go to Avernus together, look at this:

[fanby-fckry]

WIP Wednesday!

I was tagged by both @minimosquitogirl and @grownupchangeling!

No pressure tags for: @i-write-sin-not-tragedy, @vestadragon, @there-and-gone, and anyone else who wants to play! :3

This is uh. A snippet of my entirely self indulgent, OC-focused fic, because all my other active WIPs right now are so short that it doesn’t make sense to post snippets.

No real content warnings to give; the fic is pretty tame given the fandom, and the snippet is even tamer.

“Could be, but…  I don’t think they’re with Heaven anymore.” Vaggie’s heart leapt into her throat and stuck there.  Another Fallen Exorcist?  That couldn’t be right, could it? “Why do you say that?” Vaggie asked, trying not to sound like her entire world view was being flipped on its head again. The Exorcists were an indivisible force.  They acted as one, obeying Adam’s commands unquestioningly and without hesitation.  Vaggie had never seen any of her comrades put so much as a toe out of line.  She was the first, the last, the only.  The black sheep, the prodigal daughter.  And she was punished accordingly. Angel shrugged.  “Vibes, mostly.” Vaggie blinked.  She could feel a migraine coming on, pain radiating behind her remaining eye. “Vibes?” she repeated. “Yeah. They’re outta uniform. And they look pretty Hellish for an angel. Sharp teeth, black claws, stuff like that.” Vaggie’s teeth had grown sharper since her Fall, slowly shifting into something more demonic as she spent more time cut off from Heaven and her Grace.  Lucifer looked like he’d gotten the same treatment a million times over. How long had this mysterious Exorcist been living here to have teeth and claws that matched the Hell they’d Fallen to?  And how had Vaggie never heard so much as a whisper about them until they showed up on the hotel doorstep? “I need to see this for myself.”

[hotshotriot]

hatsune cupid...... inspired by this

[greeds]

KARLACH 😭

[gwynbleidd892]

Where is Prodeus?

[morningbloodystar]

Lucifer paces. He cannot think, he cannot feel - it all boils down to such rage at himself - he was too late, he might have ruined it all, was he even meant to interfere?

She had lived, so clearly the End was averted for her. What if he had ruined the balance?

She hadn't mentioned a big brother. He knew that, yet selfishly, he ached to make amends with the boy who was already happy. And in doing so, he might have changed time. Killed his daughter.

He was doing all this to protect her. Protect them all. Linda, Trixie, Rory, Chloe... so many more.

He never wanted to leave them. Never. And he would not. He would force, manipulate, torment a suitable demon onto the Throne if he had to. But he would not abandon his family.

The first step, however, was ensuring the nothing would stop the birth of Aurora Morningstar.

[mubthemoff]

Any fave activities, Raze?

[dragonkingz159]

Yeah yeah! You’ll all get your rant. I just want to research some things first…and also maybe talk to some people. But you’ll get your rant about dictators and the destruction of self and how it pertains to lots of things here in the next few weeks.

Check the tags. I ramble there for some stupid reason.

But the long and short of it is. I’m dying at work so expect the full rant and ramble in like March. Also if you knows things. DM me.

[degenerate-mystery-inc-whore]

I've never heard "pearl harbor was an inside job" before but honestly I'm willing to believe it. It checks out

Brenda had TIME today

[wxnheart]

Doomgys perfect date is going to a petting zoo, especially if they happen to have bunnies there.

But really!

Just imagine surprising him with a pair of the cutest bunnies this side of Hell as a gift. Mans would spoil them rotten.

[sailorgundam308]

Random fiction idea, post canon BG3, Astarion x Karlach:

As they make their way in Avernus, Astarion realizes that Karlach “the Demonsbane” is actually famous. Devils either tremble in fear, hatred r simply suck up to her. Karlach gets worried Astarion will judge her, because she acts the part like she always did in the Hells in order to avoid being attacked. She projects this total badass, merciless and unforgiving persona as Astarion watches in awe. She is also much more violent and relentless in battle (since she actually doesn’t give a shit about demons or devils, and if she kills them gory and brutally enough, it might discourage others from attacking them). Astarion sees this side of her personality and she’s embarrassed/worried. But she shouldn’t worry because he’s HIM - he actually falls even more for her seeing her like that and, in fact, it turns him on af.

Teehee.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

i watched My Neighbor Totoro for the first time, here's my chronological viewing experience:

woo-hoo! dusty old japanese house with japanese architectural details aplenty

these kids got some ENERGY my goodness

family dynamic's adorable. peak quality dad humor

kids: our house is haunted. parents: that's so cool!

hell yeah, wrinkled old lady rep. we need more friendly old women with potato faces and warts like storybook witches. the backbone of society, these ladies

Plot Summary: Small Child Bothers Local Wildlife

sacred tree sacred tree sacred tree

Introducing Totoro! nobody said this fucker's got TEETH???

Uh-Oh! Inadequate Parental Supervision Detected

(you misplaced your four year old! you're not supposed to do that)

4-year-old: i met a magic forest spirit. dad: oh shit fr?

4-year-old: *angrily hugs sister* missed u bitch

this small child has a smile like a toad. like a really really cute toad. like the cutest toad in all existence. i love her she's perfection please just let this child be happy

rice paddies are so pretty....so back breaking....rice is such a prissy crop

*my crush is stranded in a rainstorm* takethisumbrellait'syoursnowBYE *runs away in panic im so good at flirting*

Giant Chinchilla Learns To Hold Umbrella, Is Fucking Delighted By Experience

take this, it will help you on your quest! *hands u trail mix wrapped in a leaf*

LO-FI HIP HOP STUDY LIST!

crouching down to peer at dirt--A++ top notch foundational childhood experience

mom has a big ass forehead

honey! the chinchillas are performing Rituals in the backyard again

help yeah let's jack and the bean stalk this shit

huh so we're all just climbing aboard the giant chinchilla's tiddies now ok

class trip!

the pure adrenaline of Vegetable Gardening

no! the small child is crying! she is bawling her eyes out. no no no. i can't cope with this. emotionally i cannot cope 🥺🥺🥺

i've only had Mei one hour but if anything happens to her i will raze this earth and everyone on it

please someone make this small child smile again

oh no the tall child is crying too

i can't take this. my heart can't take this.

i need a drink

small child running determined to deliver magic veggies to the hospital. this kid is my hero

she is also unsupervised. so, so unsupervised

babe you are FOUR

godDAMMIT ghibli, you cannot give me watercolor sunsets while a small child is missing. u are killing me. my heart is giving out. this is me, experiencing heart failure.

Totoro to the rescue!

no wait CATBUS to the rescue!

i admit i initially thought the cat was a creep. alice in wonderland prejudiced me. i have revised my notions of smiling cats

i've decided the cat is a metaphor for the magic of a robust public transport system

MEI'S OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and so is mom. she's a lovely lady im sorry for what i said about her forehead. it's a noble forehead.

happy ending YES bitch!!!!!!

ok. ok ok ok. that was magical.

(as a first-time adult viewer i was worried i wouldn't be able to Access the Magic. but i could and i did and it was incredible. that was culture. that was ART. joy distilled into animated form. holy rites of childhood. i understand now. how glorious, this world we grow out of. how full of marvels. i'm going outside to smell grass and sun and get dirt under my fingernails. miraculous.)