#beezlejuice

[idpollution]

Made a #Beezlebub lavalamp drink!

Its super easy:

1. Make 3 packs of jello (blue, orange and pink) using vodka & ice instead of cold water

2. Set, break up & layer in a glass

3. Fill with lemon splash fizz (or any yellow pop) +optional dash of honey whiskey

I'd love to see yours!

Of course, you can always make it without booze for a sweet boba-like treat!

[ask-lute]

Do you drink alcohol, if so, what kind, and if not, do you drink something similar, or just your favorite drink, commander?

Uh, sure, not on duty, but Adam and I used to drink semi-frequently. My favorite was gin...but good gin, there's a very big difference between the low shelf rubbing alcohol and a really good gin. Guilty pleasure drink? Beezlejuice, Adam and I would usually grab some while the demons were running, it was our drink for a successful extermination. -🗡

[allastoredeer]

Alastor's bathtub hooch vs beelzejuice, who would win?!

Rational me says beelzejuice, cuz technically, its so potent that sinners can't tolerate beyond maybe a few sips.

Buuuuuuut silly goofy me says Alastor's bathtub hooch, because the idea of the Radio Demon's Prohibition bath water being enough to slam even the highest of Sins is extremely funny to me.

[currently-evil]

I HOPE VEROSIKA MAYDAY WILL FIND SOMEBODY WHO TRULY LOVES HER I HOPE ONLY GOOD THINGS WILL HAPPEND TO VEROSIKA MAYDAY I HOPE FOR NO MORE HEARTBREAK FOR VEROSIKA MAYDAY I HOPE

[jizzlords]

❝ Hey, @gluttonybound ... a little birdie told me— ❞ he's leaning over the back of her, looking stupidly smug and speaking just barely above a whisper in her ear.

❝ You've been shown up by an imp at your own party? ❞ he's laughing diabolically, throwing his head back. ❝ Tell me that ain't so! It's only a rumor, right? ♡♡ ❞

[niiwa-angel]

Odette to Zestial: can you buy us Beezlejuice?

Zestial: what doest thou mother say?

Clara: she said no.

Zestial: then why hast thou come to me?

Clara: because she's not the boss of you.

Zestial, internally: this is a trap, this is a trap

[hazbinshusk]

26 or 38 with Blitzø please!!

prompt #38: a kiss while one of you is being carried.

Blitzø groans loudly into your lap, pulling a pillow up over his head the best he can with his horns in the way. You roll your eyes affectionately, stroking your palm along the curve of one horn in a way you know he finds soothing. He curls up tighter against the couch cushions, claws clutching at your pajama bottoms. “Fuckin’ cunt-bricks, my head hurts.”

“Charming,” you say dryly. “Coffee?”

He whines into your thigh. “Can you get it without moving?”

“What do you think?”

“Ughhhhhhhh.”

You smirk softly, rubbing his back gently. He’d literally fallen through your door about six hours ago, and after passing out on your couch he’d officially shifted from drunk to incredibly, painfully hungover. “Baby.”

“That better be a fuckin’ come on,” Blitzø grumbles, raising a hand to jab a finger vaguely in your direction. “And I’m not in the fuckin’ mood, you horny bitch.”

You scoff, rolling your eyes again.

“Sorry,” you say sarcastically. “I’ll rein it in.”

“Fuckin’ better,” he mumbles into your lap, still waving that hand in your face. You grab hold of it, interlacing your fingers and bringing it down beside his face. “…Kick your ass.”

“Sure, you will,” you agree, faux-placating. “Is that before or after your head stops feeling like a fucking dumpster fire?”

“Fuck you, I’ll fuckin’ do it now,” he threatens, still making no move to sit up. You flick the mark tattooed on his forehead pointedly. “Ow! Cock!”

“Not now, baby, I’m tired.”

“Satan’s ass-crack, I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.” you reply simply, shifting Blitzø carefully off of your lap. He clings to your leg with another groan. “C’mon; let me up. You need coffee if you’re gonna kick this hangover.”

“Mmmm… iced?”

You smile. “Sure.”

He seems to consider that, face down on the pillow when he finally releases you. His voice is muffled by the fabric. “’kay… I don’t hate you.”

“Aw, thanks.” you coo sarcastically. You collect ice out of the freezer and milk from the fridge, the coffee pot already steaming on the burner. You can hear him cursing to himself drowsily, and start when you feel him behind you. He takes hold of your hips, fingers curling in your shirt. Then he’s clambering up your back, wrapping his legs around your waist, ankles crossed in front of you. He circles his arms around your neck, tucking his head over your shoulder. “Fuck, you’re needy when you’re hungover.”

“Shut up,” Blitzø says, too quiet to be serious, his body warm as it presses against your back. You smile to yourself as you collect a couple of glasses, careful to try and make as little noise as possible as you crack ice cubes from the tray and drop them in.

Blitzø nuzzles his face into the side of your neck for a moment, and you shiver as he presses a kiss to the column of your throat. He dusts a few kisses over the flesh, and you sigh, laughing quietly as he dares to reach down and squeeze your breast through your shirt.

“No, Blitz.” you tell him, holding up his coffee. He takes it, but doesn’t climb down, holding the cup against your shoulder. The straw you’ve set in the glass dangles up high enough for him to take a long draw from the glass. He sighs contentedly.

“Fuckin’ tease.”

“Sure, Blitz.” you deadpan. “…Are you hopping down anytime soon?”

He shakes his head against your shoulder petulantly. “Why? You got some place to be?”

“Not that I can think of.” you say, feeling his tail wind itself around your thigh. “But that doesn’t mean—”

Blitzø shuts you up by turning your face towards his, leaning over your shoulder, and kissing you. He tastes of coffee and sleep and the hint of Beezlejuice, and you feel your stomach flutter as he groans against your lips. Then, he grabs at your breast again, and you pull away with a scoff.

“Asshole.”

He grins, burying his face in the curve where your collarbone meets your neck. You feel his laugh, and you shake your head with a smile, carrying him and your coffee back to the couch.

“You’re lucky you’re cute. Dick.”

“I’m lucky I have a cute dick?”

“Shut up.”

Blitzø laughs, the sound breaking into a series of curses as the sound cracks through his head. “Ow! FUCK!”

send me a prompt and either husk or blitzø

[vypridae]

Velvette dressed in a sexy cowboy outfit: Will you be the yee to my haw?

Carmilla on her third bottle of beezlejuice: I want a divorce.

Velvette: We're not even married??

Carmilla drunk off her ass: I didn't ask you yet???

I DIDNT ASK YOU YET HLFHALSOAHAHAH . i love this actually

[myrxellabaratheon]

I might sound extremely European, but I don’t think Stolas is an alcoholic

After years and years of fandoms i realized there is a deep difference between “American-alcoholism” and “European-alcoholism” and a normal amount of alcohol for an European person is seen as borderline alcoholic behavior for Americans. (Like we could have this very same discussion when talking about Game of thrones to say something - or honestly real life to a certain extent).

But I’ll only focus on Stolas because I’m seeing this used as a trope in many, many fics and it’s something which I wouldn’t say “bothers” me, but makes me really uncomfortable.

Now, let’s focus on the occasions in which we see Stolas drink.

1) The “not divorced” party

2) After “Ozzie’s” (off-screen but heavily implied in the “day after” sequence)

3) Apology Tour

To these instances we can add a couple of implied ones

1) Ozzie’s at the restaurant when he orders wine

2) Apology Tour in the first scene where a glass of wine is showed on the table by Stolas while he’s chilling by the pool

Now, if we focus on the first three instances, two of them are parties, social situations in which people would normally drink just for the sake to get drunk (especially if they are not having a great time but want to fit it, something Stolas suffered his entire life!), and the third situation is right after things went incredibly shitty with the man he’s in love with!

As for the others two, ordering wine at Ozzie’s is a way to A try to get Blitzø’s attention and B get himself out of an uncomfortable situation with the waiter; and the beginning of Apology Tour is just another reiteration of the situation in The Circus (post breakup).

And even if the only moment he’s shown to be absolutely plastered is in Apology Tour and generally alcoholics drink to the point to completely forget themselves. Not to mention that we are talking about a universe in which heroin (AKA the most addictive substance ever) barely cures an headache! (source: Unhappy Campers)

Alcohol isn’t that addictive and I’d dare say in the Hellaverse wine could equal water?! Not to mention that it’s implied that powerful/royal demons have fastened healing which would clean their systems from alcohol as well.

Confirmed alcoholics in the show (such as Verosika) drink Beezlejuice instead of human alcohol which I suspect is stronger than absinthe. (And anyhow it’s only Blitzø who ends up completely drunk, not Bee, and I somehow imagine Goetia’s biology being closer to Sins’ than lower hellborns).

I don’t want to police anyone in their fanfics, but just express my opinion on the matter since I just think the term alcoholic is generally thrown too easily around.

* we can discuss Stolas has other issues which should be addressed when it comes to addictions (such as the random amount of Happy Pills he ingests) but simply alcohol isn’t one of those

[dnpanimationstudioclone]

What drinks could you see your I.M.P gang be?🍺🍸🍹🥂🍷

🔫Blitzø🐴: Moscow Mule. Strong, spicy but with sweet side(like him), and Iced(how he likes em and loves the name🫏. I imagine he can handle his liquor fairly well 🥃 and not really too picky with drinks. He def likes em hard enough to numb himself after a long day….or thinking too much on “stuff”.

🪓Millie🐂: Tequilla sunrise. Spicy & sweet, just how she likes em. Can really handle her liquor, even more than Blitz. Def enjoys spicy strong drinks like tequila! I can also see her have a bit of a sweet tooth so def enjoys a bit of sweetness with her drinks along with the spice, great balance! 🍹

🎼Moxxie🐊: French 75. Elegant & sweet just like him. I imagine Moxxie prefers lighter drinks, def a man of classic tastes 🍸🥂🍷 and fun fact, the drinks name was inspired from the 75mm field-gun used by the French during WW2🔫 perfect fit for our fav Gun-imp.

🌙Loona🐺: Blueberry Seltzer(fun fact wolves(I def see Loona be part wolf 🐺 ) actually like blueberries and in my take, Loonas a stoner and advice my friend @a-sterling-rose gave since I’m not the biggest expert with alcohol, weed & alcohol don’t mix very well so she’d most likely enjoy stuff like seltzers . I feel like if she had Beezlejuice it’d be watered down type of stuff or just flavour like it🍯🐝 I can def see her enjoy mocktails too like a Shirley Temple.

😈Addtional I.M.P facts😈

Blitzø would sometimes order Bloody Mary’s for his whole breakfast if he didn’t feel like making himself one🥓🥚 have you seen the kinda toppings they can get?! Calls it “brunching on a budget”.

Blitz loves doing drinking games 🥃🎱 would end up in the hospital trying to do “never have I ever”. Remeber when Quagmire was doing it? Like that🤣

Blitz is good at keeping track of happy hour 🍹🍻 other things not as much🤣

Blitz def enjoys getting crazy cocktails 🍹 enjoys trying out stuff with flashy colors and decor.

Alcohol tolerance High-low. Millie, Blitz, Moxxie & Loona.

DO NOT LET BLITZ &/OR MILLIE BE IN VEGAS! It will not end well

Millie’s great in drinking competitions would def do a shot competition with Blitz and win. Probably had tons of practice doing those with Sallie May(I can see her be a mint julep type). I imagine she def enjoys stuff with tequila too! I can see Striker be her best competition🥃

When it comes to Bar Trivia nights on the other hand…🩸not so well🩸 Warning, LOT of blood at the end.

Blitz & Mills have a fair share of bars they’re banned from. They sometimes keep track like a competition which Mox wish they didn’t.

Millie def went to a lot of saloon type bars back in Wrath. Loves the drinks. Loves the bar fights even more(there’s a very good chance she starts them or atleast def adding fuel to the fire) 💥🩸

Moxxie LOVES stuff like vineyard trips/wine tasting 🍷🍇 I don’t see Millie be too into wine/wine tours as much as Moxxie(I can totally see Blitz tag along if it means getting drunk with him). I can def see Moxxie being home meats & cheeses for Millie which she def enjoys 🍖🧀🫕

Moxxie def enjoys wine & cheese nights 🍷🥂🧀🫕 LOVES preparing charcuterie. Loona & Millie would most enjoy the meats, Blitz the cheese 🧀 🍖

Moxxies got a good collection of wine 🍷 great guy for asking to parties, brings good stuff.

Blitz has a lot of drink mixers.

I can see Moxxie be fairly good at making drinks himself🍸 even has his own lil kit. He was used to making em for his dad & associates.

Blitz has asked Mox for him tips & info about drinks/making them to make himself as well as occasionally impress Stolas🦉

If Loona was to drink stuff with alcohol I can see her like drinks such as Rum & coke, hard seltzer and champagne punch !

Loonas usually the designated driver for Blitz & the gang doing drink nights, second best chance would be Moxxie, third Millie🚐 Blitz is usually the one needing a designated driver with him.

What do u guys think? What drinks could u see fit the gang? I’d love to know💖

[kiwi-jien]

"I don't want to be this way... not forever."

Since this sketch didn't age too poorly after Apology Tour aired, I thought I'd upload it :-) I really liked Blitz' and Verosika's talk, and what it revealed about both of them. Maybe, after the dust settles, they'll be able to call it square over a couple of bottles of Beezlejuice. :-)

[effy-writes]

How about a Loona x Shy!Male!Reader one-shot??

Basically loona had been doing various activities with her boyfriend as a way to get him out of his comfort zone (like he doesn’t really like doing them, but does it just to make Loona happy). But after getting an invitation from Beelzebub and Vortex to a party, she sees it as a great opportunity to try and get y/n out of the comfort zone. The two then go to the party where y/n end up drinking a lot of alcohol, which started out small with shots only to lead to chugging large amounts with Loona being like “HOW?!”, and ends up being VERY drunk and doing A LOT of stuff at the party. The two would later leave with y/n being all ditzy and giddy and saying a bunch of babble, along with him saying how much he loves his hellhound girlfriend.

Then later the next day, he ends up with a terrible hang over and hardly even remembers all the stuff he did the night before.

thank you for requesting! hope this was what you wanted <3

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Loona x Shy! Male! Reader: Comfort Zone

You were always shy growing up. Barely had friends because you HATED talking and didn't want to screw up. Which shocks you because you now have a girlfriend.

Loona has been great towards you. Always buying you stuff, loves cuddling, but you despise whenever she tries to get you out some more. She wanted you to overcome your shy nature so she's always inviting you to do things. You always say yes to her because you want her to be happy.

One day she called you saying that you and her got invited to Beezlebub's and Vortex's party and thought it would be a good opportunity to get you out of the comfort zone. You hesitated but then denied the invitation. You especially didn't like party's.

Loona begged you to go with her. She even told you some story's where she first got invited to this party and was a nervous wreck.

"Was it fun for you?" You asked over the phone.

"Well...yes and no. Dad..well Blitz kinda messed it up. But this time will be different! Please Y/n." She whined.

"Alright, fine. I'm doing this because I love you."

You heard you squeal, "It's going to be so fun, I promise. Pick me up at 7!" She exclaimed before hanging up.

You got all dressed up for this party and picked Loona up. She was happy of course, which in return made you happy for her but you're still a nervous train wreck.

You pulled up to Beezlebub's mansion and slammed on the breaks.

"Jesus, Y/n!"

"Loona, there's so many people here."

"So? Just stay by me. I already know most of them." She placed her hand on your thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.

You sighed dramatically and parked the car, the two of you getting out. She grabbed your hand and lead you the way to this house. As you were walking past all of these hellhounds your heart raced. Loona noticed this and she squeezed your hand, mentally telling you that she's here.

"How about I get us drinks? Maybe that'll loosen you up."

"Eh, I don't know. What if I make a fool of myself?"

"Nothing will compare you to Blitz. Trust me on this one."

You finally agreed to her request and she got you a cup of beezlejuice. One drink turned into two, then three, then four. The alcohol completely got rid of your nerves and your social anxiety.

Loona tried cutting you off but you refused.

"Come on, Y/n! You're drunk." She smiled, but still wanting you to be careful.

"Sooo? I feel great! And I loveee my girlfriend." You pulled her into a hug but since then world was spinning you trembled a bit.

"Let's get you some water." She laughed, still hugging you.

You pulled away and frowned, "Nooo. I no no wanna."

"Christ on a stick." Loona mumbled, "You're gonna have a horrible hangover."

You yet again didn’t listen to her and started break dancing (she did not know you could do that and was VERY shocked you could).

You started to unbutton your shirt as you swayed left and right to the music.

“Keep your shirt on!” She whispered with force, grasping your hands.

You laughed, “Whyyy. You get flustered when I dooo.” You teased.

“Because we’re in public!”

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop.” You put your hands up in defense.

"Loona! Hey girl." Beezlebub interrupted. "Who's this?"

"My very drunk boyfriend."

"Wassup." You giggled, "I'm Y/n."

"Queen Bee. You having fun?"

"Mm, very." You swung your arm around Loona's shoulders, almost knocking her down.

"I can see that. Did you give him water?" She asked Loona.

"He won't take it. But I'm about to take him home and force him to chug it."

"Good idea. It was nice to meet you!" Beezlebub shook your hand.

"Do I have to shake all four?" You hiccuped.

"Ha, only if you want to!"

Loona shook her head out of embarrassment as you proceeded to shake all four of Beezlebub's hands.

"I like you! You should come party more often." Bee offered.

"Yes!"

"No! Babe I love you but I'm cutting you off for sure next time."

You didn't say anything, just kept on smiling and giggling.

Loona dragged you out of the party and drove you back to the house.

Since you couldn't walk properly she put your arm over her shoulder and guided you to your bed. She left for a bit to get you water as you whined for her to come back.

"Loooonaa!"

"I'm coming right back!" She groaned.

Your eyes lit up once you saw her again. She handed you a glass of water and forced you to drink it.

"I need you to go to sleep, please?"

"Can we cuddle?" You whined.

"I was planning on it." She said, taking off her dress and slip on some pajamas. She didn't even bother to take your clothes off.

You pulled Loona closer to you after she got underneath the covers.

"Babe, maybe you should face the other way so you don't throw up on me." She laughed.

"Mmno." You held her.

"Please." She groaned.

You grumbled and turned the other way with her being the big spoon.

"Have you ever gotten an hangover?" She asked.

"mmmno."

"Pfft, you're about to."

The next morning your head throbbed as your stomach was churning. Loona was still asleep holding you but woken up after you sat up quickly to throw up.

"Yep...knew it."

"Fuck..Loona. I don't feel good." You rubbed your temples.

“Told youuu.” She singsonged. “Need some water and pain meds?”

“Yes please.”

Loona went and fetched the water and pain killers and handed them to you. She sat down beside of you on the bed. “You’re a mess you know that?”

You chuckled, “I know. But hey, the party was fun, right?”

“You asked to shake all of Beezlebub’s hands.” She deadpanned.

“Oh shit…did I?”

“Yep.”

“Did I embarrass you?”

“Only a little, but I love you so it doesn’t bother me.”

“Did I do anything else?”

“After you shook her hands you sang opera. Which by the way, how?” She laughed.

“Oh shit I did? Was I good?” You joked.

“Sadly, yes you were. Oh yeah you also break danced.”

“Damn, didn’t know I had all of this talent when I’m drunk.”

“Yeah. You probably didn’t remember this but you kept grinding on me and I had to pull you off.”

“Ugh. No more, I don’t wanna know.”

She rubbed your back, “Yeah, you probably don’t.”

“I’m gonna frew up again.”

“Not on your carpet, go to the toilet!”

[greenhaired-gremlin]

rewatching HH pt 3

WEE DAD BEAT DAD MY SECOND FAVORITE EPISODE LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOO

the intro is a bop tho. i literally never skip it

Charlie having an unhealthy sleep schedule is so real

"Kill everyone?' real honestly

"you got daddy issues?" his smirk I'm dead

EMO CHARLIE

LUCIFER MY MENTALLY ILL NEURODIVERGENT LOML

the scripting before answering is so real

niffty in the background just chilling (literally acting like Alastor)

Pen's (i can't spell his name help) fuckin OwO face constantly

"TAKE THAT DEPRESSION" real

Al plotting

LUCI GREETING ALL THE CREATURES MAKES ME SO HAPPY "KEEKEE" OWO

AL: meets literal king of hell - immediately insults him

Luci canonly being the first person to make Al say the fuck word

the roaches fucking while Charlie is showing Luci the parlor

ok you can't tell me Luci didn't realize Vaggie was an angel like halfway through and just didn't say anything

Hell's Greatest Dad is such a vibe. Luci's little spin im sjhbdhjsd

DEVIL WENT DOWN TO GEORGIA REFERENCE (its funny cause i live in Georgia hehe)

"sadly there are times a birth parent is a dud" can confirm

Husk's face when Mimzy shows up he rlly is just like "fuck this bullshit"

Alastor is very annoyed by Mimzy you can tell. in the back he's just like -v-

THE BEEZLEJUICE SIGN IN THE BACKGROUND GHSBYGASDYG

WOO ALASTOR LORE

okay so its implied that Alastor killed most, if not all, of the overlords when he showed up, but Zestial and Carmilla are known to have BEEN THERE FOR A WHILE... so im curious if he knew he couldn't kill them or if they made an unofficial deal

okay i love Al as a character but husk and his convo scene makes me so mad

al is terrifying

THE JAZZ AS AL WALKS AWAY

husk shaking like a cat i have so many headcanons for husk rn (lmk if anyone wants them...)

HOLY SHIT WHEN LUCI'S TALKING ABOUT HEAVEN VAGGIE LOOKS AWAY GUILTILY

vaggie speaking Spanish

HUSK JUST -_- this entire episode is so relatable

PEN SAVING NIFFTY

okay but the doubling voice when Al uses his power. makes brain go brrr

Charlie: defending Al

Al: literally dropping a loan shark down his throat in the back

Al being done with Mimzy is so important to me. probably gonna post a full thing on it cause it's actually a really vital thing

Husk and Angel eating popcorn. me too besties

More Than Anything hits me right in the daddy issues i literally almost cried that first time i watched it.

okay but Lilith taking Charlie away? i really think there's something between Luci and Lilith that we don't know bc like... what?

"I've missed that smile" IJHWBUYSHYBYHS

"I'm grateful you're my daughter/father" UGH RLLY CALLING MY DADDY ISSUES OUT

PROUD DAD PROUD DAD PROUD DAD PROUD DAD PROUD-

Vaggie at the end is just like oh fuck

[grandma-susan]

Susan's gate sent a flower pot flying at the little lamb's head. "I DIDN'T ORDER ANYTHING!" Susan snapped, banging her cane loudly on her porch. "Why are you still here!? You wanna be Johnathan's and his crew's next snack?! You look like you'd qualify as SWEET meats, lamb chop!"

"Who in the blazes are you two baked beets loitering around my yard for?!"

@keenie-bopper

@ambulance-mom

[the-big-boss-of-hell]

If you insist on doing this, then just be careful and use protection. I guess you can't get an STD or at least it wouldn't do much harm to you, but you also don't want to get pregnant by a random guy and not even know who of those you are with is the father. Also you don't know what these creeps might be up to. I know you are the King of Hell and extremly powerful, but i'm worried what someone might try once word gets out that the King of hell is whoreing himself out. What if someone ends up using blessed rope on you, or finds another weak spot to exploid. You still have a daughter and a son and grandchild to think about. What if someone does something because of your reckless behaviour that could harm them?

Lucifer: *after a few strong Beezlejuice drinks in his system* Oh, my dear, sweet, concerned voice of reason… how utterly exhausting you must find yourself. *He exhales dramatically,, lounging as if the weight of responsibility were merely a suggestion rather than a throne beneath him.*

Lucifer: First off—pregnancy? Really? You wound me. I may be reckless, but I'm not that reckless. And as for ‘whoring myself out’—such an ugly term. I prefer ‘exploring the finer pleasures of existence’—but alas, even that turned out to be a disappointment. *He groans, rubbing his temple* Truly, there are fates worse than damnation.

Lucifer: Now, as for this ‘ruling Hell’ nonsense… *waves a dismissive hand* Hell has been around for millennia. If it truly needed me to function, it would have crumbled ages ago. That said…

His eyes darken slightly, his ever-present smirk thinning just a bit.

Lucifer: You’re not wrong about the imbalance. About the injustice. You think I don’t know what’s happening? You think I don’t see it? That I haven’t heard the whispers of the powerless crying out for someone—anyone—to help them. The problem isn’t that I can’t fix Hell. It’s that fixing Hell would require me to break it first. And I wonder… do you have any idea how many would burn before we reached anything resembling justice? *He exhales again, this time without the dramatic flourish. It’s almost… tired* But… since you’ve so kindly taken it upon yourself to scold me like a wayward child— *he tilts his head, a slow, calculating grin spreading across his lips* —perhaps it’s time I remind Hell exactly why I was the one who built it in the first place.

[keenie-bopper]

Call Me from Gluttony

Keenie lets out a bored sigh as she watched the minutes tick by on the oven timer. The club had been open for 2 hours and she still hasn't seen a single patron. It felt like no matter how many free samples she left out, no one would visit a club ran by an angel.

Keenie idly takes out her phone and begins to swipe through Sinstagram to pass the time. As she scrolled through her feed she came across a picture of a Hellhorse. She smiles warmly, as it reminds her of her friend, Striker.

Come to think of it, has he ever been to the Gluttony Ring? The energy and bright colors didn't really fit his vibe. Keenie looks up from her phone to scan the empty club. Maybe now would be the perfect to invite him. Just a quiet night full of free samples and drinks... even if she didn't drink herself.

She dials up her friend, in hopes of making the night more interesting. "Hey Striker! It's Keenie. You busy tonight? The club is dead and I'm bored with all this Beezlejuice and free samples. What do you say?" - @helluvaoutlaw