#also i think he'd look funny with those big ol ears.

[sainteclectic]

oh and btw mind is like one of these long beasts

[theyapper0]

Litte details abt my Hazbin rewrite that i wanna share :)

OK SO!!! IT'S DOOOOOONEEEE!!!!!!

So I FINALLY finished drawing out everything I wrote out for some major plot point in my hazbin rewrite 😋 BUT!!!

There's some things that I have made art of or talked about that are sorta important (but they're really not, just some silly things that I pictured in this that I never got the chance to talk about yet LOL!!!)

If you don't really care, feel free to skip this but there are some little doodles here too that will basically get all my points across just as well!

-So first point, I've touched on this a little bit here but Niffty and Husk are BROS. Like fr ride or die with each other.

In this rewrite, I want Niffty to have been an overlord like Husk (or at least just as powerful as he is because I feel like Alastor is EXTREMELY attracted to power and he wouldn't just make deals with weak as shit people unless he was gaining something GRAND).

But Husk and Niffty, they both.... really hate Alastor. I think Husk is much more vocal with his hatred towards Alastor but do NOT be fooled, NIFFTY WANTS HIS ASS IN THE GROUND TOO!!!!!!

And I think it's because of this hatred, because of this shared, unfortunate situation that they've both found themselves in in regards to being contracted to the Radio Demon, I think they are really close. Like, they look out for each other and watch each others backs because who else is gonna do it? ALASTOR? LOL!!!!

-Here's my Sir Pentious and Cherri Bomb designs!! I realized when I was making all those drawings for the rewrite that I never drew them! So here they are! 😋

Pentious has prosthetic arms that he made himself not too long after he arrived in Hell YEARS AGO bc I wanted to REAAALLY lean into the whole snake thing. And I also made him more steampunk-y because I think it's cool and that he'd look super adorable with little gear markings on his scales

And I read that Cherri died in around the 80's so I wanted to give her an aussie rocker look LMAOO Wild hair, big ol' hoop earrings and tattered clothes because she's COOL!!

-Niffty is the (m)hotel's maid/rooms keeper still (and it was only SLIGHTLY degrading in the beginning). The biggest reasons Alastor made her the maid is because of her OCD (he's an old man from the 1930's, he thinks OCD means being a neat freak) and because she is able to control all kinds of insects and vermin- which the hotel is INFESTED with

Niffty is also the only one with a spare key to Charlie and Vaggie's house, she's honestly the one they trust the MOST out of everyone at the hotel to have a key to their place in case of an emergency (and she only abuses it SOMETIMES)

-HUSK IS NOT THE HOTEL BARTENDER IN THIS!!!!!!

When I designed the hotel to look more like a motel, obviously there was no place to put a bar and I WANTED THAT! Like, I understand the humor in having a bar in a rehabilitation facility (it IS REALLY FUNNY I KNOW) but I really don't think that, even in this, neither Charlie or Vaggie would allow Alastor or Angel or anyone else to tell THEM what the hotel needs.

Like, they LITERALLY built this place with their BARE HANDS, I think they're both verrrry resistant to any changes and such that others may want to implement (for both the good and bad), even if that person was THE Radio Demon

So instead, Alastor had brought him in as a sorta bodyguard for the hotel (as a huge middle finger to Vaggie, who is not only the hotel manager but also is a very ready protector of this place)

(Husk DOES still sell liquor though, like that is something that is totally happening, it's just very hush-hush. He keeps it in his room and sells it to the patrons of the hotel (sometimes Pretentious and most of the time it's just Angel. Charlie and Vaggie have no idea this is happening))

(Niffty 100% knows since she's the one who cleans the rooms but she wouldn't sell out Husk because that's her bro)

-And speaking of the Radio Demon!!! Neither Charlie or Vaggie are scared of him. I mean, they're not really scared of him in canon (they could be sometimes tho ig)

Charlie is one of the strongest beings in Hell and Vaggie is (secretly) an angel who, as far as they all know, can't be killed by a Sinner. So neither of them are really threatened by him. Vaggie definitely voices this more than Charlie does, in fact, Charlie is almost always more than happy to just let Alastor talk and threaten as much as he wants because she's not violent and is very humble (that's what good people do, right?)

Alastor is also just as good of a Facility Manager of the Hazbin Hotel as he is in canon, and by that I mean he does not do his job and when he does, he sucks at it LOLLLL. He is very unhelpful.

-Sundays are the only day where the hotel isn't doing any reformative work/lessons so it's everyones' day off (it's holy day AMEN!) 

(Charlie WOULD make them pray on Sundays if it wasn't for the fact that every time she would try to guide a prayer, she would bleed from every hole in her body) 

-AND THE LAST POINT IS....

The Hazbin Hotel doesn't JUST do lessons in goodness, they also teach about the 10 Commandments and go on “field trips” to do volunteer work (soup kitchens, cleaning parks, helping Hell with one smile at a time :)

Thanks for reading and be sure to check in tomorrow for the first page of a comic retelling Charlie's meeting with Adam in episode one!!!

[themarcspector--moved]

Give me a character and I’ll give you 10+ headcannons

Also ask “OC?” And I’ll tell you a bunch of stuff about one if my OCs requestor: @gothhoneys

I chose: Samson Castilla

tw: cancer.

occupation: funeral home director

incredibly loyal and affectionate, once he gets to know you / a big ole liar though sometimes with people he doesn’t know / wants to be a good person but is an in between person, honestly / his ex-wife passed a few years ago and he’s only now just getting over it / a bit stubborn / doesn’t do the con-man thing anymore, but he is known to sweep people off their feet and comfort them easily without thinking about or trying too hard / a rather funny guy when he wants to be

1 - though, some would think his occupation would make him a bit of a negative nancy, samson is incredibly positive and upbeat, and he tends to make puns about life, death, and philosophy frequently. he can’t help it, it just comes naturally to him, and like, he believes that people live and die, but it shouldn’t be a sad thing. If anything, it should be celebrated that we got the opportunity to live at all.

2 -  he’s the type of guy who will give you the shirt off the back if you need it. he’s always been that way, too. even though he was essentially raised to be a con-man from an early age, and decided to go against that life. 

3 -  he did do a few love cons to get through college though, and it’s something he doesn’t regret. especially, since he ended up falling for one of the women he was conning and their relationship ended up being real, instead of a lie. he was broken-hearted when she got cancer and passed though. however, he ended up dating her maid a year after she died and the two of them were together until the maid dumped him for not being as emotionally available as she liked. 

4 -speaking of not being emotionally available, samson really has a hard time opening up with people. he was essentially raised to believe that most people have bad intentions, so even though he might come off as a friendly and upbeat guy, he honestly is like…scared of saying too much out of fear of people using his vulnerabilities against him. 

5 - his favorite color is sky blue, since he’s a huge fan of the sky and can look at it for hours. and, if it didn’t make you lose your eye-sight, you bet your ass he’d constantly be looking at the sun. but since he can’t, he’ll just look at the clouds. 

6 - your best friend, if you need one. because, while he’s kind of a natural liar, he is loyal to his friends and is willing to keep their secrets. the issue is, if you hurt him, he might turn around and use those secrets against you. so his fear of betrayal mostly has to do with him betraying those he loved in the past. 

7-  he's a romantic at heart. would love to settle down, but it hasn't happened yet. would be the j/oel h/ammond type of husband. like he'd worship his spouses rights and wrongs.

8-  has loved science since he was a little boy. will talk your ear off about things if you let him, and he’ll wear a smile on his face the whole damn time. 

9- also he knows a lot of useless and sometimes useful facts about random things. like if it’s not mortuary science or religious studies, he probably doesn’t know a huge amount on the topic, but he does know enough to bullshit or get his point across about something. 

10- loves to listen to people and gets a kick out of the stories people have to tell. gets really excited when you tell him something fascinating. 

[solomonish]

Dork Solomon Agenda

You say sexy shady sorcerer I say nerd and love of my life

Solomon is a sad lonely little man why just wants a genuine connection us that so much to ask???

No but seriously like. It's totally fine if you hc Solomon as this man-turned-lowkey-sex-god with a million succubi and more at his whim whenever he wants and would be a tough one to put the ol' ball and chain on like to each their own for sure! But that's not MY hc

(Thats not to say my hc means he doesn't ever engage in casual sex like that and wanting a genuine long term relationship at some point [or finding out thats what you want when you meet someone] are not mutually exclusive yknow)

So like Solomon isn't the type to be short with you or keep you at an arm's length (i mean...u get what I mean. Once you're close enough and all that jazz) or get annoyed by you wanting to be affectionate?? Hello??

He LOVES the little things you do (some on accident tbh). You feeling affectionate today and give him a kiss or three on his face before you leave to go to your separate classes? Adorable, he's fallen in love again. You do that thing where you like.. forget how to walk straight and just accidentally bump into him? No come back he likes being close to you :( He doesn't SAY these things but there's a light, airy laugh he has that gives him away.

If you're ever facetiming he will say "boo!" when you connect instead of just. Greeting you like a normal person.

His fuckin. His devilgram name is monSOLO. My mans is a star wars fan!!! I dont know any of The Discourse bc I'm not super into star wars myself but he has IN DEPTH opinions about the movies. Seriously rivals Levi in this aspect. Please make time for movie nights where you watch the movies together 🥺 especially if you haven't seen them before he'd love to convert you 🥺

Didn't Solomon also have a thing for TSL??? Or am I just imagining it??

I feel like his ideal date would be exploring something new, whether its this new spooky forest or "hey have we been down this alley before? Let's check it out!" but ideal date number TWO is movie night. Even if it isn't Star Wars. He likes to sit on opposite ends of the couch throwing popcorn into each other's mouths (and big candies like peanut m&ms where you both have almost choked before) and maybe a footsie war if he's feeling real devious. Then at some point you grab a blanket and snuggle up to him and you both fall asleep on the couch

Simeon yells at him when you leave because there's popcorn EVERYWHERE

LOVES when you laugh super loud. Idk man he just thinks its great when you have such unbridled joy and then he laughs too 😊 not as loud though he's more of a quiet chuckle kind of guy (most of the time).

Is friends with Asmo so is extremely great at slumber party gossip. Catch him in his pajamas, cross-legged on the floor while clutching a pillow to his chest and listening intently to you rant about the brothers.

"Come here I have a secret to tell you" (blows air in your ear) "okay okay I'm sorry but come here again" (blows air on your neck) "okay okay last time! I actually have something to tell you. Please? Its important...." (kisses ur cheek) "like u a lil bit xo"

Never the type to send "good morning beautiful" or "good night 💞" texts. Instead he'll send you something at 4 am like "the infinite cosmos will eventually swallow whole all familiarity and life as it is now presently known and despite the adaptations humans or demons or angels could make i will still have to adapt and face the world as an alien in the realm I love so dearly. Funny how the strongest of beings bow to the whim of space and time. But sometimes my eternal journey doesn't seem so daunting when I realize that with my everlasting life will be the memory of you no matter how distant and the survival of the vessel you loved...."

And then at lunch that day when the brothers pull you away he'll send you a picture of the lasagna they're serving with "this kinda looks like you? Don't worry I'd still hit it" and then two minutes later "you not the pasta"

Is the type to think randomly "oh damn I love you so much" but has an impressive filter about it. Or he thinks he does until Luke grumbles "ugh get a room thats the fifth time you've seen that since monday" ok, sometimes he has a good filter about it

He can't help it! Sometimes you just say something really smart (or something SPECTACULARLY dumb) or you do something cute like lean on him or smile a specific way or-

Sir.....you're head over heels sir :/

The type who would go to a playground at night with you and just swing on the swings talking about life

Wants to have a secret handshake with you!!

If you're ever on a road trip with just the two of you, you can get him to join in on the terrible singing but he'll be a lot quieter than you

Also will only join in if he isn't driving. If he is and you aren't talking, he's just humming underneath his breath. Will drum on the steering wheel though

Cooking

(Yes, it gets its own section because MAYBE I'm obsessed with the idea of MC teaching Solomon to cook and the food still turning out terrible but at least it isn't a void when MC is helping)

The type to flick water at you every time he washes his hands. Will chase you down just to do it.

"Hey, tilt your head back and open your mouth MC" (proceeds to dump too big a handful of shredded cheese in your mouth)

100% the type to lean over you just to hinder your cooking abilities. Who cares if the sauce splashes he's tiiiired.... you'd let belphie do it :(

Puts a hand on your lower back when he passes behind you. Hopes you'll lean into it/step back and offer him a kiss 🥺

Believes in always having a proper table setting. Prepare for whatever juice they have (or water) in wine glasses if you're having a nice-er meal

Under the assumption that a spell ruined his sense of taste (and not that he's just bad at cooking) he hates spicy food. He can feel the burn but he gets none of the flavor??? Wack. Don't hurt him like that MC. If you do because its hilarious to watch him try to be cool about it he will pout

Gets cheesy aprons. He just likes them.

Will hit you on the top of your head with a whisk to hear the noise it makes

Will buy every kitchen hack tool there is. A ketchup dispenser that looks like a gun? He's got it. A fish that helps you squeeze out the egg yolks? Yes! A dinosaur soup ladle? You bet! Pizza scissors? A tool that makes hard boiled eggs into cubes? Something that's gotta be like 200 years old and no discernable purpose? Absolutely! He wants a hot dog toaster. Do they even have hot dogs in the devildom?

Will sneak bites just because it bothers you

Overall

Look at him. He hasn't had friends in centuries. He's playful!

Look at his DEVILGRAM NAME

His funky little WAND

This is a man who is a huge nerd, thrives off of cliches and just wants to have a good time. So let him! Its mentally exhausting having those pretenses up all the time.

[lovemecharlie]

@marvelpotterlove

Part 2

Charlie loved surprises so she didn't mind Erik withholding their destination. He drove to the jet and her eyes widened, not expecting a flight to be involved. Still she didn't ask again where they were headed. It was an hour flight and when the plane landed, Charlie got her answer. They were in good ol' Oakland. "WELCOME BACK TO MY FUCKIN HOME," Erik yelled cheerfully to the sky lifting her up again. "GLAD TO BE HERE," she yelled as he toted her to the matte black lambo that sat in wait.. although she was not quite sure why they were yelling.

The music he blasted made her laugh because she could barely understand anything the rapper was saying. "Y'all's language is so bouncy like there's a lot of tongue action. Do you ever bite that big clam's foot slapping around in that juicemouth just trying to talk?" He chuckled before he could stop it.

"Your country ass.. Be careful, Charlie... I know you like to be control, but that shit can shift swiftly," he warned playfully, looking over at her in the passenger seat.

"Tongue. twisting. negro," Charlie stared stunned. "See, your voice is bouncing more already. Do you hear it," she chuckled stroking his Adam's apple quickly. His chest vibrated and the corner of his lips lifted as he shook his head in faux irritation, brushing her hand off of him. "Gone somewhere! You irritating as hell," he smiled.

"Fine. Be like that, Bubbalicious. I'll sit here in silence and look at the scenery." And that's what she did, she looked out the window until the car slowed. He parked in front of a small jewelry shop and the area was black, negros everywhere. The shopowner when the they entered was black and young. He was also kinda cute, but that was neither here nor there.

"Uh uh. Eyes to yourself if you don't wanna get snatched up in this store, little girl," Erik teased, brows high. Charlie simply smacked his arm.

"Boy hush, overzealous manboar." He gaped and she grinned. "Really handsome and sexual beast of an overzealous manboar," she ammended.

"Wack," he whispered turning to the man who'd just returned from a back room. "Tiny," he greeted hugging the man from across the counter.

"My nigga Killmonger," Tiny grinned, his mouth full of yellow-gold teeth. His hair hung in his face in twists and he had a single gold chain. "This your new lady mane? She fine bro. She fine, but where you find all these women bruh? I just saw you with a badass Puerto Rican. Let another nigga have his blessing out here, damn."

"With a who," Charlie spoke up and Tiny grinned.

"I'm fuckin witchu. She a jealous one. She ready to pop imaginary bitches already."

"You gone respect my wife, nigga," Erik chuckled. "How that empty bed going," he grinned. Charlie just watched the exchange.

"Maaaan...," Tiny's face fell, "That ain't even funny, like, I'm just fuckin with you damn." Tiny looked hurt.

Erik chuckled, "Look man, I need my wife right here to get the works. She gotta represent for a nigga one time, I'm tryna have her looking like me."

"Y'all already look alike," Tiny said and Charlie wasn't sure if he was throwing shots or not.

"You must think my man fine too then," she smiled. He kissed his teeth.

"I mean the dimples, bruh," he finally spoke to her. "Both y'all got dimples."

"You eyeing my girl nigga," Erik teased and Charlie stared at Tiny, her head cocked to the side. "You eyeing my nigga, nigga?" Tiny sighed, distressed, and both Erik and Charlie laughed.

"Mane.. Come to the back. Let me lock this door real quick."

---

Tiny kept a hoard of unique and custom golden and bejeweled items in the back just for Erik to choose from. Erik held various gold chains up to Charlie's neck, switching back and forth between a chunky cuban link littered in glittering diamonds and a braided rope chain littered in glittering diamonds before buying two of each and putting a set around Charlie's neck and the other around his own. He strapped a freshly cleaned white faced golden diamond Rolex to her wrist and its twin to his own. He still wore the gold ring she'd gifted him for Christmas. It was identical to hers and he hardly ever took his off since he loved gold.

"Top or bottoms," Tiny asked filling what looked like a plastic container of putty.

"What you want, Cha? Sky's the limit." Erik draped an arm over her shoulders while she thought it over, his gold twinkling.

"Hm. I want platinum fangs like Daka. Then, I want gold fangs like Daka, but I want those up top. I also want a full bottom grill that's diamonds set in gold and I want something in pink and silver..." Erik's eyes were wide in shock, but he was loving Charlie's greed because she never asked for anything. She hardly ever allowed him to spoil her like he wanted. This was a rare occasion. The plastic tray went into Charlie's mouth and her top teeth sunk into the putty.

"Now that you can't talk or move your teeth for the next few minutes," Erik moved to whisper in her ear, "I wanna bust that sweet pussy open when we leave." Charlie shook her head, no. "I'm a take your lack of response as a yes," he teased as she smacked his arm.

The top mold was done and after a second putty tray, the bottom mold was done too. Tiny offered Erik a deal when he payed, but Erik rejected it opting to pay full price. It would take ten days to get the completed grillz.

"We coming back in ten days to make sure they're a comfortable fit and all that," Erik said on their way out already pushing up on Charlie. She bumped him away with her hip and he lifted her again dumping her on her back in the backseat.

"CHILLL," she snickered as he pulled her legs high around his waist tugging at the band of her red pants and black boyshorts. He yanked them to her knees before removing them completely.

"Nahhh, I need to get in this before you snap out of whatever spell you been under. If I wait, you might revert back into she who shall not be named!" He meant her other self. Her more dominant side.

"King Jade?"

"Shh!!!!" He dove over her to clamp a hand over her mouth loosely. "Don't wake her bossy ass up," he whispered-shouted. She snickered as he kissed down her neck and slid into her slowly. She moaned at the invasion gripping his ass to pull him closer and deeper like a masochist. He was playing. "Erik.. Don't tease me, fuck me." She trapped him against her with her legs. "Pump.. harder," she commanded squeezing him. She didn't have to ask twice, she felt his girth stretching her. He was deep in her guts, stroking straight walls as he rocked inside of her.

"How's this, huh?" He grinned showing his fangs and Charlie couldn't speak... Then he bit her on the neck and she grunted. "Words. Is this good?.. Huh?" Charlie's mouth hung open. She allowed herself to be pushed toward the edge until she melted. "More," she gasped quietly and he had the same sentiment because he didn't stop. Her back arching, she jerked as she came again, her leg shaking. "Fuck," she stammered. He held her by the hips and began slamming into her causing her to grab the seat beneath her, the headrest, and anything else he could grab. "Damn you," she yelled.

"Damn this pussy," he panted. "Scream my name... Scream my fuckin name, Charlie." She bit her knuckle determined to take it, low grunts escaping. He swept a light and fast hand back and forth across her clit drawing more sound. It was a cheat code he'd long figured out to trigger her orgasm and he liked to use it as a trump card. She yelled instantly, locking up and tensing as he continued to thrust through it, holding onto her tightly. His fingers dug into her hips. "Oh shit," he cussed having almost cum from her muscles squeezing. It snuck up on him and he tried to pull away, but when Charlie tensed again, he said fuck it and came with her. She could feel the heated liquid explode inside of her and slide out, down her crack and to the seats, leaking under her. They'd have to clean it up before they pulled off.

10 Days Later

Charlie stood in the jewelry store dressed in all white from head to toe and Erik wore the same. They both wore their chains, white-faced watches, and rings. Charlie tried on each pair of her brand new grillz and admired them in the mirror, but the ones she decided to wear out were the golden top fangs. He had his bottom golds in too. "Damnnn," he held her chin in his hands as she grinned widely. He was in love with her new look. "I might not let you take these out. You look badass."

"You want me to suck your diddly with these grillz and make you nut again? Count how many nuts you can get before you get too sensitive? I might not stop." He stuck her tongue out teasingly.

"So, are y'all set or..." Tiny looked like he was uncomfortable and done.

"BYE, TINY," Charlie chuckled.

The End

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