#bow chicka bow wow!

[biscuit-bread-brax]

Work sucks, I can’t wait to get off

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[kelppsstuff]

this sounds weird but could you do how adam,angel,vox etc would react if reader had a miscarriage

What could of been.

Hazbin Hotel head-cannons about miscarriage

Masterlist

Warnings: miscarriage TW

Taglist: @fandomsbookclub @adamsfavoritesinner @leathesimp @sashaphantomhive @ladyninggs @strangerthings36 @carylinflors

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Lucifer

He would be so so heart broken.

He would find you on the floor crying with blood surrounding you and panic.

He would immediately transport you to the hospital.

You two have been trying for awhile. You were a sinner so it was obviously going to be hard.

You were told early on in the pregnancy that there may be complications. That couldn’t have prepared you for this though.

Lucifer held your hand throughout the whole thing and when the doctor came in, the look on his face broke the two of you.

You stayed in the hospital for about two weeks before you were sent home.

Lucifer carried you bridal style through the doors, and just passing the nursing room broke you more.

You knew Lucifer was hurting just as much. He was the only one who could truly share your pain.

You hug him as he cries, just as he hugs you.

For months you two would cry each other to sleep. And if you went to bed before him he would often walk outside on the balcony and stare up at heaven.

“You are Cruel!” “I thought god was supposed to be merciful!” “Why couldn’t you let me have this why?! Does my father hate me this much!”

He would yell to the heavens, yell to his father ��� god. You would often find him out there crying, begging someone to bring back his child. Begging someone to give him your pain.

You two were shattered. You would pick each other up, but the mirror was still cracked.

You never loved Lucifer more as he would comfort you. And him the same to you.

Alastor

I like to think this was when you two were alive.

You had became pregnant when you were alive with Alastor’s child.

The doctors wasn’t great during the Great Depression. They couldn’t help you when you felt the pain in your stomach.

The pain in your stomach was nothing compared to the pain in your heart.

You would beg the doctors. You would beg ever god known to man.

You’d often cried yourself to sleep in Alastor’s arms. While you cried going to bed, waking up Alastor would cry knowing the day before wasn’t just a nightmare.

You would wake and find him breaking. You hug him and tell him your sorry, while he would kiss you and tell you that it wasn’t your fault going to sleep.

You once heard Alastor over the radio voice break over news. It had been some family that had gotten in a car crash and the kid didn’t make it out. He was talking about how cruel this world was.

You quickly went to his broad casting station. You didn’t care he was on air, you hurried to hug him.

I’m that moment Alastor knew he had to marry you. That you two would be together forever. No matter what god threw y’all’s way.

Angel

That had been his last straw. He broke, yelling how this wasn’t fair. Not to you or him.

You’d cry for days and days. The whole hotel breaking for you two.

He wished he had the power to bring y’all’s kid back. He wished he had the power to make your eyes shine as they once did.

Surprisingly Valentino let him off work for awhile. Angel didn’t know you yelled screamed and cried to his boss. The princess of hell backing you up as well.

Angel would try and convince everyone he was fine, but he wasn’t.

You found him crying in the mirror and when he wasn’t answering you called out to him once more, “Anthony?”

He turned to you. Eyes full of despair, “I’m sorry baby, so sorry.”

Angel would also stay up with you as you cried to him, you’d often ask why this happen, and his only answer would be, “I don’t know, sugar.”

Adam

Adam didn’t believe it at first. He couldn’t.

He was so so excited for this baby. He was never really a good father. I mean one son killed another.

He was scared, but he knew this time he would be there. He would be a good dad.

This time he was ready for a kid. He wanted a kid. He was so happy when you showed him that pregnancy stick. He would often talk to your belly as well. He grew so close to it.

That was the first time you actually saw Adam cry in anguish. He tried to hold it together. He really did. But when y’all finally got home and he saw the “I love my daddy shirt.” He broke down.

He threw all the stuff around. Only calming down when you ran your fingers in his hair and whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

“I thought heaven was supposed to only be good?”

He would often check on you. Always making sure you were okay. He went into overdrive with his protectiveness with you.

When you’d cry he hug you and listen to your pleas. Wishing he could grant them.

Adam thought this was heaven, but it felt like hell. What was worse was he had to watch you go through the same pain he did.

He begged Sera for help. Begged every arch angel, every higher being. Only to he met with “I’m sorry Adam.”

He didn’t need sorries, he need his family to be alright. He need his wife to be 100% happy again. He need you to be okay.

When Adam finally accepted it, he would try his damn hardest to bring the light back in your eyes. But it was hard. Just because he accepted it, didn’t make it hurt less, if not more.

He didn’t know which was worse, the bliss of denial, or the bitterness of the truth.

Husk

Husk would immediately comfort you.

He’d also drown his sorrows in a bottle. He never drank to much however. He always was there for you, like you were there for him.

He went to Alastor, and begged, like on his knees begged him to bring his baby back.

Alastor felt sorry. He did. But that didn’t mean he could grant his wish.

Husk would cry at night. He’d often would try and cry alone, but you made it your mission to remind him that you loved him and was still there.

While physical touch was often your main sense of love, acts of services became the main one after.

You two would always try and help and do things for the other.

Husk would always rest his hands on your stomach, at night he’d rub it, reminiscent of the excitement he once had.

Vox

He would be in denial. For the first hour he’s just shake his head.

But when the hour had struck, so did the truth.

He throws anything he could find. He would also apologize just as quickly for reacting like that.

Vox would always never be far from you after that. Always with you.

When Vox would work he’d often play the babies heart beat he had on recording.

I have a head-cannon that he can’t physically cry. Cause yk tv and water?

So he just bang his hand on the table and cuss. He looked down and his feet through his fingers and would think.

How can he help you?

That would always be his first priority. You.

Why? Why me? Why you? This wasn’t fair. You two didn’t deserve this. His baby was innocent.

Those would be his main thoughts.

He would always text you, becoming more clingy after the whole ordeal. And you would welcome it. You loved the way he would check up.

He’s text every hour; check up.

You would sing him baby songs to sleep and he would play the heartbeat for you.

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Ahhhh this was so sad! I feel so bad for all of them. Anyways I hope this seems kind of accurate 💛

[mikacanica]

catching up on prompts and my hand slipped 👀

[sarah-cam]

jiara really said "we live together we die together!!!!"

[rvspecter]

harvey reginald specter + emojis

[shyjusticewarrior]

[Rose sees Jason's white streak for the first time]

Rose: Does the carpet match the drapes?

Jason: You wanna find out?

[thicc-ray-of-sunshine]

Still writing because I hit the wall earlier this week so here's a treat for y'all

MINORS DNI

Suggestive content below the cut

His hot breath fanned between the valley of your breasts, before unceremoniously sticking his face between them. You slapped his shoulder admonishingly, scolding him without any real bite. You both laughed as he settled further into your bosom which immediately turned into a wanton moan on your part when Stan’s fingers deftly unclasped your bra and he fastened his mouth over a pert nipple. Following your earlier attentions to himself; he razed his teeth around your areola while maintaining eye contact with you. You could feel sweat beading at your browline as you struggled to keep his gaze as his eyes bore into your own voraciously, tongue dragging slowly across your naked chest. Throwing your head back and closing your eyes, you gave yourself into his ministrations. You found yourself unable to think past the feeling of Stan’s hands and lips on your body. Your body sizzling in building pleasure.

---------------------------------------------------

“Enough to drive a man crazy.”

Your body felt so hot under his hands, his grasp all encompassing as they groped and pawed at your exposed torso. The sheer size of his hands was further accentuated as your own smaller ones came up to bring both of his palms to your breasts. Stan simpered lecherously at you as he squeezed both your tits in his fingers. Using your grip on his wrists you began to grind slowly and steadily against his lap. You expected Stan to reciprocate immediately but it would seem that despite his obvious pleasure in your movements, displayed by the loud shuddering moans that were being sung directly into your ear, his body did not physically respond. Stan had been distracted by something. His grip on your hips turned bruising when you stopped moving entirely, concerned with Stan’s immobility.

“Stan? You doin okay?”

You had pulled back entirely to meet his face, attempting to get a read on the expression there. All you were met with was a sleazy grin that made you more hot and bothered than you were actively willing to admit.

“Don’t mind me Dollface, m’just enjoyin the view.”

You looked questioningly at him before he took your face in his right hand and tilted your head to look at the opposing wall from where you sat astride him.

Oh. That’s right. You had a vanity there, a vanity with a very large mirror. That’s what made Stan pause, seeing your positions in the mirror behind you. You blushed furiously when your eyes met Stan’s again, breathing labored.

[toiletpudding]

Ignoring everyone either being traumatized and/ or in agonizing pain for the moment, Adam lookin kinda fine in this panel if you ask me. 👀

[dungeons-and-dictions]

Fun sequences the animators didn’t have to do, but did anyway, Part 2

LU-

CI-

FER.

[thatweirdgirlwholives]

Hope Mikaelson headcanon:

Dating Hope

- kissing Hope in between classes

- "I love you" Hope kissed Y/N

- "I love you more"

- pissing off Lizzie with y'all's fluff

- "shut the fuck up!!"

- Daily cuddles

- trying to get Hope to cope with her parents death

- Being her first girlfriend

- worried about her losing you like her parents (fly high Klayley 😭)

- Hope losing her shit about you meet her family

- acts tuff but is actually a cutie pie, sugar boogar, cherry pie, potato pie, oogy boogy, tutti frutti, short thang, munchkin queen

- (surprisingly) the gayest one in the family

- would literally do anything for you. Literally like anything!!!!! Like have you sit on her face

- loves more than anything, always and forever

I miss legacies 😭

[ghostofmemebi]

[mikacanica]

spirk art..... please..... im dying and it is the only thing that will save me.......

NOOOOOOO ANON! PLEASE LIVE!!!!!! *runs in and post and hopes for the best*

[an-entity-i-think]

Tucker: and then he just showed up in my bed naked! Like I'm THAT easy *scoffs* like seriously

Grif:

Simmons:

Sarge, in the background side eyeing them: 👀

Grif: ...are you not that easy?

Tucker, offended: dude NO. I never fuck on the first date, or in this case before a date. I'm a classy bitch

Simmons, looking around him like he's being punked: am I being punked right now?

Grif: dude. Literally every other moment you talk about banging hot chicks what the fuck are you talking about

Tucker, leaning forward: guys

Grif and Simmons, leaning to meet him warily:

Tucker: I'm demisexual. I've had sex like 3 times. I just think sex jokes are absolutely fucking hilarious, Peak of humor, the only thing bigger than my love for sex jokes is this Dick bow chicka bow wow

Grif:

Simmons:

Grif:

Simmons:

Tucker: no one will ever believe you ;)

[briry18]

WARNING! CLIPS FROM TWISTED WONDERLAND CHAPTER 7!!!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!

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~BOW CHIKA BOW WOW!!!~ 😝🙌

Best Head Canon Ever!!!

[alastors-airwaves]

Lucifer, you aren't planning to.....I dont know, force Alastor's "free will" to come to you?

Lucifer: Of course not! I’m not a monster…unless it’s in the sheets~

Adam: *chucks a book at Lucifer’s head* Knock it off! You’re entering your rut! Get your ass in here!

Lucifer: *hit with a book* Sorry Adam~ I’ll be with you soon~ *turns back* Pardon me but I have some years of pent up ruts to go through.

[strangerstilinski]