#fanby: raze

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After joking about putting ChaggieDaze, RadioHuskerDustCloud, and Charlie’s Angels in a jar and shaking it, @i-write-sin-not-tragedy and I collaborated to do just that!

Welcome to, the Hazbincule, Hell’s Messiest Polycule Part 2: What if We Tossed Our O.C. x Canon Ships in There to Make It Even Messier?

Fun Facts:

“Weird-platonic,” became shorthand for any time one of us would describe a relationship as, “platonic, but…”

Cloud drew RadioHuskerDustCloud, and I drew ChaggieDaze and Niffty. We both thought it was hilarious that you can essentially break the Hazbincule into two O.C. x canon polycules, and Niffty.

The chart being in Charlie’s artstyle is intentional! In universe, Charlie made this chart.

Alternate Image Description: A relationship chart with canon Hazbin Hotel characters and 3 Hazbin original characters, labeled “Hazbincule.” The original characters are @/i-write-sin-not-tragedy’s HellSona, a firefly-cicada hybrid Sinner named Cloud, fanby-fckry’s half-fire-half-water elemental Sinner O.C., named Dual, and fanby-fckry’s Fallen Exorcist O.C., named Raze. The canon characters are Vaggie, Charlie, Angel Dust, Husk, Alastor, and Niffty.

The chart is digitally drawn, and was made to look like it was created by Charlie. The portraits are drawn in her simplified style, using a crayon brush. All text is also written in crayon, and is modeled after Charlie’s handwriting. The portraits are connected to each other by color-coordinated lines made to look like strings. These strings represent the different relationship types. Sometimes two strings of different colors are twisted together to show that the relationship has multiple aspects.

There is a key in the upper-lefthand corner which shows which string colors represent which relationship types. Each color is represented by a heart. The key reads as follows:

Pink for romantic, yellow for QueerPlatonic, turquoise for weird-platonic; green for friends, and violet for rivals.

The strings connect to make the following relationships:

Romantic: Angel Dust, Cloud, and Husk are all in a romantic relationship with each other; Charlie is in a romantic relationship with both Vaggie and Dual, but Vaggie and Dual have no connection listed between them.

QueerPlatonic: Charlie and Angel Dust are in a QueerPlatonic relationship; Alastor is in a QueerPlatonic relationship with both Angel Dust and Husk; Dual is in a QueerPlatonic relationship with Raze.

Weird-Platonic: Alastor has a weird-platonic relationship with Cloud and Niffty.

Friends: Charlie is friends with Cloud, Husk, Alastor, Niffty, and Raze, (everyone she isn’t in a romantic or QueerPlatonic relationship with); Angel Dust is friends with Niffty, Dual, and Vaggie, (everyone he isn’t in a romantic or QueerPlatonic relationship with, except for Raze, whom he has no connection with); Cloud is friends with Charlie, Vaggie, and Dual; Husk is friends with Niffty, Dual, Vaggie, and Charlie, (everyone he isn’t in a romantic or QueerPlatonic relationship with, except for Raze, whom he has no connection with); Alastor is friends with Charlie and Raze; Niffty is friends with Husk, Angel Dust, and Charlie; Raze is friends with Charlie and Niffty; Dual is friends with Angel Dust, Cloud, and Husk; Vaggie is friends with Angel Dust, Cloud, and Husk.

Rivals: Cloud and Niffty are rivals.

Mixed Relationships: Cloud and Raze are both rivals and friends; Raze and Vaggie are both rivals and weird-platonic; Vaggie and Alastor are both rivals and friends.

No Connection: Angel and Raze have no connection; Husk and Raze have no connection; Alastor and Dual have no connection; Niffty, Vaggie, and Dual all have no connection.

In the bottom-righthand corner is a doodle of 4 hearts. The biggest is green and the 3 smaller hearts are turquoise, pink, and yellow.

The image has 2 watermarks, each oriented near the drawings the respective users were responsible for.

Angel Dust, Cloud, Husk, and Alastor were drawn by @/i-write-sin-not-tragedy, whose watermark also includes its other tumblr U.R.L. @/cosmic-cloudd9.

Charlie, Vaggie, Dual, Raze, and Niffty were drawn by @/fanby-fckry, whose watermark also includes xyr AO3 name, @/fanby. // End Alternate Image Description

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Why did nobody tell me that adding “random” spots/stains is very difficult?

I’m changing Raze’s entire wing description so that I can draw the damned things without having them look weird or sacrificing consistency by using a brush and never being able to get it in exactly the same distribution ever again.

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Improved version of this drawing from the expression meme. I really liked how it came out and wanted to make a version to use as a pfp. Also, in the space between this and the original, I got better at lineart :3

I also updated Raze’s design a bit. And if anyone’s wondering about its top surgery scars, I’ve got my sketch and some additional info below the cut!

The actual pfp is also under the cut.

Squidge Links: Plain Background | Pride Background

I said in this post that I’d be giving Raze stylized top surgery scars in order to spite truscum, and, drumroll, please:

There were several contenders for the shape, including feathers, which was suggested by @caius-hhhhhh, but in the end the feathers were too hard for me to draw and nothing matched the shape as well as wings.

I had a few things I wanted out of their shape:

To cover Raze’s nipples/lack-thereof, because Raze did not keep its nipples

To be partly visible while Raze is wearing its default outfit

To be distinctly Raze-like in nature

And the wings checked all the boxes!

I’ll nail down an exact shape later, as well as a distinct separation between the surgery scars and the scarification scars, because Raze would’ve waited to heal before stylizing its scars.

I also decided to go with silver instead of gold as the color of the scars overall. I don’t have a solid reason for this. I did try the tarnished gold (which is why the sketch is in gold), but I hated it, lmao.

The silver looks better, and most angels seem to have skin that is some shade of white, grey, or silver, including Raze, so it’s fine.

(I also might desaturate Raze’s skin a bit more at some point, idk. I liked getting the olive undertone in there, but I want the parts of Raze that weren’t altered by its Fall to fit nicely with the other Exorcists.)

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Alternate Image Descriptions:

First Image: A digital drawing of my Fallen angel/Fallen Exorcist O.C., Raze, from mid-chest up, watermarked with my Tumblr URL, fanby-fckry, and my AO3 username, fanby. Blood is splattered across the left side of Raze’s face and neck, and it’s smirking with its tongue poking out to lick blood from its cheek.

Raze has white hair, angel wings, a hooked nose, and an angular face with a strong, square jaw and defined chin, and pale, greyish skin adorned with silver scars. It is wearing a black, sleeveless turtleneck and a silver choker with an inverted pentacle (upside-down, five pointed star in a circle) pendant.

Its hair is shaved on its left side and long and shaggy on its right and it has sideburns that almost reach its jaw. Its wings are white with black and red stripes and red splotches resembling pentagrams and blood stains.

Its eyes are pale yellow with red sclerae, and eyelashes that resemble cat eyeliner. Its eyebrows are thick and black with a single spike of hair sticking up from the inner brow on each side.

Its shoulders are broad and its arms are muscular. It has top surgery scars poking out from beneath its shirt, a scarred gash across its left shoulder, a scarred knick on its left collar bone, and a bullet scar having clipped its right bicep.

Its ears are pointed and have multiple, silver piercings. On its left, it has 2 lobe piercings with studs, an industrial piercing with a bar, and a third stud piercing in its cartilage. Its right ear is mostly covered by hair, but identical lobe piercings are visible.

Second Image: The same image as above, except this time the background is the bi-angled AroAce flag, because both Raze and I are bi-angled AroAces.

Third Image: A digital sketch of Raze’s top surgery scars: They look like a pair of angel wings. The sketch was done in gold. // End Image Descriptions

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7 Deadly Sins

Thanks for the tag, @song-writer-melo-wrath! Deadly sins on pride month with my hellish OCs is an opportunity I can’t pass up :3

Tagging @i-write-sin-not-tragedy, @prince-liest, and anyone else who wants to play!

I’m probably gonna do multiple posts with multiple OCs, but let’s start with Raze:

Highlight/bold the ones that apply to your OC:

LUST: desire for connection. pursuit of pleasure. emotional intelligence. obsessive. lovesick. one-night stands. seductive encounter. flirtatious conversation. erotic party. seductive attire. revealing clothing. passionate gaze. provocative makeup. sensual expressions. suggestive gestures. flirtatious smiles. lingerie. love letters. perfumes. provocative behaviour. love poems. erotic art.

Raze’s default outfit involves a skin-tight, sleeveless, backless halter-neck/turtleneck shirt with enough sideboob access to show off its top-surgery scars. Showing scars means showing skin.

I waffled over “provocative behavior” for a while, before deciding that whatever Raze and Dual have going on counts. It’s nonsexually provocative. Sadomasochistically provocative.

Overall, Raze is not a sexual being, but it is unintentionally sexy, and intentionally kinky.

GLUTTONY: indulgence in experiences. savouring moments. hospitality. generosity. hedonism. culinary expertise. wine-tasting. excessive snacking. overloaded plates. excessive portions. bloated stomachs. messy eating. greasy fingers. full tables. indulgent spreads. overflowing cups. satisfied expressions. wine bottles. just can't get enough. fast food wrappers.

“just can't get enough,” is highlighted for experience, particularly being glutton for pain/glutton for suffering. “fast food wrappers,” is highlighted because of Raze’s greatest sin: littering.

ENVY: motivation. competitive spirit. strategic planning. observational skills. bitter rivalry. contest. envious gossip. resentment-filled argument. social media jealousy. furrowed brows. clenched jaws. side-eye looks. pursed lips. tense posture. whispering behind backs. crossed arms. gossip magazines. keeping up with the joneses. the grass is always greener. feeling inadequate.

I’m kinda surprised at how many I highlighted here, because I generally don’t think of envy as Raze’s sin. I can see how these behaviors would fall under envy in others, but for Raze most tend to look more like pride or wrath.

GREED: resourcefulness. entrepreneurial spirit. negotiation. materialistic. aggressive investment. lavish spending spree. resource-hoarding. get-rich-quick schemes. auction-bidding war. property acquisition. piles of money. overflowing wallets. luxury items. locked safes. penny-pinching. rare collectibles. selfishness. unwillingness to share.

Raze is pretty transient, and usually only keeps what it can carry. Which is more than you might expect because of the super strength, but it only has 2 arms. It has a trunk or 2 full of weapons, clothes, and tools, and a microwave oven. The microwave gets strapped to the trunk and lugged around when it moves.

It doesn’t own any land, never stays in one place for long, and usually picks just a shitty little hole to live in.

There are some exceptions. There’s a spot in Wrath where it set up a forge, and it goes back there when it needs to make new weapons/tools/etc. but it doesn’t like… own that. Not legally. It picked an out of the way spot and set traps.

SLOTH: calmness. stress management. nonchalance. relaxation techniques. lethargic. apathetic. inactive. lazy weekend. binge-watching marathon. neglected chores. skipped workout. long nap. lounging on the couch. missed deadlines. unkempt appearance. messy hair. pajamas. blankets. slippers. procrastination station. self-care routines.

Raze cares about certain aspects of its appearance, they’re just not the aspects most people tend to judge on. It’s very meticulous about maintaining its side-shave, but barely brushes the long half of its hair and never styles it. It preens its wings for function, but doesn’t bother cleaning the blood out of its feathers. Stuff like that.

PRIDE: confidence. self-assurance. self-respect. dignity. public speaking. self-promotion. arrogant. conceited. egotistical. self-important. vain. boastful speech. puffed chest. raised chin. smug smiles. spotlight. tooting your own horn. showing off. refusing to admit mistakes. feeling entitled. personal branding. leadership development.

Ah, here we go, now we’re getting into Raze Sins. Some of these are just kinda obvious if you know anything about Raze, but I wanna draw attention to two of them:

“refusing to admit mistakes,” is an interesting one, because from Raze’s perspective, it rarely ever makes them. A mistake is something you regret doing. Raze has made a lot of terrible choices, but does it regret them? Absolutely not. And I mean, the terrible choices worked out well for it, so why should it consider them mistakes?

It starts learning how to label mistakes when Dual comes along, but it digs its heels in every step of the way.

“personal branding,” refers to the way Raze presents itself in general, not on like a large scale celebrity branding sense. Raze does very much have an image it presents, but that image is only used in person. It has no interest in getting people talking or having a public presence. In fact, until Vaggie was outed, it actively avoided doing things that’d draw too much attention to itself.

WRATH: assertiveness. decisiveness. strength. intensity. boundary setting. courage. indignant. heated arguments. road rage incident. physical altercation. angry outburst. clenched fists. glaring eyes. tense muscles. raised voices. reddened faces. aggressive gestures. stormy demeanour. intense frowns. destructive actions. broken objects. punching bag. out for blood. fists. simmering anger.

Raze is a creature of wrath more than any other sin, I believe. I’d like to expand on two in particular again:

“boundary setting.” Raze sets boundaries swiftly and violently, and we get to see it in action. :)

“simmering anger,” is a bit iffy, because Raze’s anger no longer needs to simmer. In Heaven, or after Falling, but before Adam was killed, Raze kept a lid on at least some of its anger. But there’s no reason to do that now; no consequences. Why should it sit and simmer when boiling over is so much more fun?

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Thanks for the tag, @song-writer-melo-wrath ! <3

I did more than one too, lol. I’m not going to tag anyone in particular, but if this post is on your dash and you want to participate, consider this your invitation to do so! :3

Picrew – @/milqueandtoast

Raze – Love as a Flaw

Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. Afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out now. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

I also have some aromantic irony in my choices for this, mainly because I don’t have many OCs that are fleshed out enough to do this with. The feral Fallen aroace OC got ‘Love as a Flaw.’ Yeah, that checks out.

Dual – Love as a Choice

You choose to love. Love does not come to you easily, but every day you wake up and choose it. It would be so easy, wouldn't it, to grow cold and callous and grim. But you rise to greet the world, making the conscious effort to find something, anything to love. When you fall for someone, you do not kid yourself of their flaws. Instead, you resolve to see them for who they are, mistakes and all and you love them all the same. Your love is work, and it does not come easy. Your love sweats and toils. It is calloused and sunburned; it bears scars and comes with stories. Your love is worn, but it is no less valuable for it. Being loved by you is like being loved by a gardener, a mother, a teacher. Your love may not always be the simplest, but it is worth the effort.

Oh-ho-ho, this also checks out in perhaps the worst way possible. No, I will not be elaborating. :)

Also, this is not helping the urge to start shipping Raze and Dual. They’d be such a nightmare for everyone around them (and occasionally for each other). Queerplatonic FWB, but the “benefits” in question are hard kink, keeping each others’ secrets, and murdering each others’ enemies.

Picrew – @/wervty

Eve – Love as Religion

Devotion, that is the name of your love. Your love is an act of worship. Your love is like witnessing the birth of Venus, like seeing the sun come alive, or the stars fall. When you love, it is because you have found God in a lover. You have found the meaning of life itself in the heart of the one you adore. They are everything to you; they are your Maker, and you are their lamb, their flock, their first and holiest worshipper. When you fall in love, it is as a baptism. You are born anew, made a believer in the divinity of the one you love most. Being loved by you is an ascension; it is holy and golden. It is all-consuming, and all-faithful, loyal as the dog. You will never, ever bite back.

No surprises there, lol. This is how Eve describes meeting Lilith: “She was blasphemy and salvation, she was glory and grace and safety and sin, and she was the most beautiful person Eve had ever laid eyes on.” I was not subtle on the religious themes. She’s still figuring herself out – something she never had the chance to do under Adam and God – but she’s nothing if not devoted.

oc insight | What kind of love are you?

take this quiz as one (or more, in my case) of your OCs

So, thank you to @treshmind , @1000punks , and @neckromantics for all tagging me in this, haha!

I, as always, have many characters, so I'll pick two pairs of them. And before I get into it, I'll tag @fanby-fckry , @cannibaclysm , @rosewritesstoof , and @spiderin-space , since I know you folks have some pretty cool OCs.

First off, Pathos:

Athmoth | Love as a Choice

You choose to love. Love does not come to you easily, but every day you wake up and choose it. It would be so easy, wouldn't it, to grow cold and callous and grim. But you rise to greet the world, making the conscious effort to find something, anything to love. When you fall for someone, you do not kid yourself of their flaws. Instead, you resolve to see them for who they are, mistakes and all and you love them all the same. Your love is work, and it does not come easy. Your love sweats and toils. It is calloused and sunburned; it bears scars and comes with stories. Your love is worn, but it is no less valuable for it. Being loved by you is like being loved by a gardener, a mother, a teacher. Your love may not always be the simplest, but it is worth the effort.

Mythos | Love as a Flaw (as a side note, the irony of choosing both one of my grey-romantic characters and one of my aromantic characters for this is not lost on me)

Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. Afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out now. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

But also, doing Melowrath with this quiz feels necessary.

Melody | Love as Youth

Your love is buoyant. Your love is bountiful. It is ageless, and it will never age. When you fall in love, it is breathless. It is joyful and endless, it is magnificent. You think it, like your youth , will last forever. Youth is eternal, and so is your love. Your love skips rocks and tells stories, your love roasts marshmallows over fires, and laughs freely. Your love does not take itself too seriously. Your love is jumping into puddles just to watch the water splash, and dancing in the rain, and it is watching Sunday morning reruns of cartoons to feel young once more. Your love is forever, forever young. Being loved by you is to be loved by the summer months. And those never end, do they? Well, I won’t tell if you don’t.

Wrath | Love as a Threshold

Your love does not ask for much. Your love does not take. Your love is free, and unquestioned, and here for wherever needs it. When you fall in love, it is as gentle as a breath in the night. It is quiet, and it is effortless. It is tender. If your love was a house, it would readily welcome all who come through. If your love was a hearth, it would warm the hands of whoever stopped by, whether for a day, a month, a year, or forever. When you fall for someone, it is without strings, without conditions, without need. You love for the sake of loving, for the sake of caring for those who need it. You love with a giver’s heart and a giver’s hands and are made so much stronger for it. Being loved by you is to always feel at home. Your love may not always be well-received by those unprepared to linger, but it is unforgettable all the same.

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Finally finished up the relationship charts for Raze and Dual to the canon characters!

Template by @i-write-sin-not-tragedy. Fun facts, blank template, and alternate image descriptions below the cut!

Raze:

Charlie comes to view Raze sorta similarly to how she viewed Alastor when he first came to the hotel, in that she knows it’s only here to cause chaos, but she believes it deserves a chance to change, and that she can help it do that.

You guys have… no idea how long it took me to come up with a short explanation of Raze and Alastor’s relationship. This doesn’t even really cover it. They’re both extremely similar; they both fund entertainment in the suffering of others; they both have ulterior motives for the hotel; they’ve both considered killing each other; they both know that the second one of them really makes a move somebody’s going to die. And there’s another side to it that develops later, as Raze starts forming attachments in the hotel.

Raze has no idea that Niffty has a crush on it. Goes right over its head. Any time Niffty tries to say something that’d definitely give it away, she gets comedically interrupted.

The only reason Lucifer hasn’t killed Raze is because it’d make Charlie sad. Raze is practically worse than Alastor when antagonizing him, because it no longer fears death.

Raze’s “I can make her worse” *makes her better* dynamic with Vaggie is further described in this post.

Dual:

Dual and Angel are friends because I thought to myself, “wow, Dual has no canon friends besides Charlie, and decided that Angel was the most likely to befriend them. Truly, I think he befriends everyone in the hotel eventually; it’s his home and they’re his family (found family. Not. Fucking. Nuclear.)

Dual overanalyzes their relationship with Husk, wondering if it’s ok to call them friends and worrying that they might hurt him. Meanwhile Husk is just like, “Yeah, sure, we’re friends. I like ‘em well enough,” without a second thought.

I know Husk smokes in fanon (and possibly canon), but people will continue smoking after lung damage, so I’ve decided he just tries to tank the damage. That said: he’s not shy about telling Dual to take space when they’re smoking, because a.) Dual’s fire has no nicotine, and b.) it actually helps Dual get out of their head.

More details on Dual’s parasocial hatred of the Vees can be found here.

This is the context behind Dual’s crushes on Alastor and Lucifer. I added Lilith because I thought it’d be funny for them to collect the whole set.

Alternate Image Descriptions: Two relationship charts for original characters to canon Hazbin Hotel characters. The canon characters are in a circle around the O.C., with color-coded arrows drawn to and from the O.C. and each canon character, and a key at the top. The two original characters are my Fallen angel/Fallen Exorcist O.C., Raze, and my half-fire/half-water elemental Sinner O.C., Dual. The canon characters are, starting from the top and moving clockwise, Charlie, Angel Dust, Husk, Alastor, Niffty, Sir Pentious, Velvette, Vox, Valentino, Lilith, Lucifer, and Vaggie. Both maps are watermarked by the template’s creator, with their two Tumblr usernames, i-write-sin-not-tragedy, and cosmic-cloudd9.

Image 1: Raze’s Chart: Raze’s relationship with Charlie is described as, “Loves pressing their buttons.” Charlie’s relationship with Raze is described as both, “quote, I can fix it, unquote, (platonic),” and “wary of.”

Raze’s relationship with Angel Dust is described as “Indifferent towards.” Angel’s relationship with Raze is described as “Is watching with popcorn.”

Raze’s relationship with Husk is described as “Indifferent towards.” Husk’s relationship with Raze is described as “Wary of.”

Raze and Alastor’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Psychopath to psychopath communication.” Alastor has a second relationship marker with Raze, described as “Is watching with popcorn.”

Raze’s relationship with Niffty is described as “Respects her for killing Adam.” Niffty’s relationship with Raze is described as “Has a crush on the quote, bad boy, unquote.’”

Raze and Sir Pentious’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Haven’t met.”

Raze and all three Vees’ relationship with each other is mutually described as “Haven’t met.”

Raze and Lilith’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Haven’t met.”

Raze’s relationship with Lucifer is described as, “Loves pressing their buttons.” Lucifer’s relationship with Raze is described as “Hates its guts.”

Raze’s relationship with Vaggie is described as both “Primary target,” and “quote, I can make her worse, unquote; asterisk, makes her better asterisk”. Vaggie’s relationship with Raze is described as both “Wary of,” and “Hates its guts.”

Image 2: Dual’s Chart: In addition to the arrows, Dual’s chart also has colored rings around some canon characters, representing how the respective character is affected by Dual’s fire-half. Those without any immunity or weakness of note were left without rings.

Dual and Charlie’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Friends to lovers.” Charlie is marked as “Immune to Dual’s fire.”

Dual and Angel Dust’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Friends.”

Dual’s relationship with Husk is described as “Awkward around,” with a second relationship marker questioningly described as, “Friends?” Husk’s relationship with Dual is described as “Friends.” Husk is marked as “Increased risk of sickness from smoke inhalation.”

Dual’s relationship with Alastor is described as both “Awkward around,” and “Weird crush they would never act on.” Alastor’s relationship with Dual is described as “Indifferent towards.”

Dual’s relationship with Niffty is described as “Kinda creeped out by.” Niffty’s relationship with Dual is described as “Indifferent towards.” Niffty is marked as “Resistant but not immune” to Dual’s fire.

Dual and Sir Pentious’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Haven’t met.”

Dual and all three Vees’ relationship with each other is mutually described as “Haven’t met.” Dual has additional relationship markers with each of them, described as “Parasocial hatred.”

Dual and Lilith’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Haven’t met.” Dual has a second relationship marker with Lilith, described as, “Weird crush they would never act on.”

Dual and Lucifer’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Awkward around.” Dual has a second relationship marker with Lucifer, described as, “Weird crush they would never act on.” Lucifer is marked as “Immune to Dual’s fire.”

Dual and Vaggie’s relationship with each other is mutually described as “Awkward around.” Vaggie is marked as “Increased risk of sickness from smoke inhalation.”

Image 3: A blank version of the template used for these charts. // End Alternate Image Descriptions

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Work In Progress Wednesday:

I was tagged by @grownupchangeling like forever ago, and said I’d do it “next Wednesday” but kept forgetting, hahaha. (Thanks for the tag, though, it helped motivate me to actually write some stuff :P)

Tagging: @i-write-sin-not-tragedy @luciferfemme @cornix-the-void-crow @stargazing-enby and anyone else who wants to do it! :3

This is another installment of Raze Hell. (It’s either the second or the third; I haven’t decided what order I want this and another WIP in.)

Content Warning: Angel Dust-typical sexual humor, Alastor-typical threats of violence

Vaggie let out a sound that Alastor deemed more annoying than amusing, which was his cue to interrupt her little tantrum. “I could always provide a more permanent solution,” he offered. “It is my responsibility as hotelier to protect the Hazbin and its occupants!” “No,” Vaggie grumbled. “It’d make the hotel look bad to have one Fallen Exorcist as a manager, then kill another in cold blood. Like Charlie’s giving me special treatment.” “Oh, I’m sure Charlie gives you some real special treatment-” “The point,” Vaggie said firmly, cutting Angel off before he could elaborate on the double entendre. “Is that we can’t condemn Raze just for being an ex-Exorcist.” “Or for being annoying,” she added. “I was an Exorcist, and you’re being annoying right now, but we’re still allowed to stay here.” Husk tried and failed to stifle a laugh. Angel shot him an exaggerated look of betrayal and sent matching one-fingered salutes to both Husk and Vaggie. Alastor watched the exchange like it was a three-player ping pong game. Niffty was still glued to the window.

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No one, absolutely no one:

Me: I need to draw Dual’s sword, I need to think about what gem a Daze fusion would be in the SU AU, I need to draw Raze’s scarification I need to…

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RAZE

Raze is a Fallen Exorcist who lost its grace after killing a fellow Exorcist, and now lives a mostly secluded life in Hell.

It has a volatile and unpredictable personality, and is prone to fighting allies and enemies alike.

Audition Song: “Raise Hell” by Dorothy or “Blood // Water” by grandson

Voice Notes: Raze has a strong, somewhat rough, androgynous voice with a higher pitched, cackling laugh. It can switch tones quickly, from distant and condescending, to sadistic and manic, to dark and threatening. Nonbinary or genderqueer actor preferred; any age or ethnicity.

(Picrew Credit: milqueandtoast)

Let’s be real, though – Raze doesn’t need a casting call, because I would play it. >:3c

Let’s do some casting calls for our Hazbin OCs!

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Working on the fic where Dual meets Raze and thought you guys might enjoy this.

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(Un)Welcome Guest

WIP Game

Aha, you have chosen the next Raze Hell fic!

This is the same fic I posted for the WIP Wednesday you tagged me in. The gist of it is: Raze keeps showing up to the hotel, most of the residents are not pleased with this, nobody knows what to do about it.

Well, one person has an idea. Two ideas, technically, but one of them got shot down. Twice. No murder, Alastor.

Content Warning: Discussion of canon-typical violence, but it’s so brief it barely counts.

Charlie groaned. “I know. Fuck, I’m sorry, I should’ve been there-” “To do what, exactly?” “What?” “Yes, what would you have done to stop Raze?” “I… well…” she stammered. “Nothing. You would’ve done nothing.” “I could’ve been there for moral support at least!” she protested. Alastor’s grin took on a sharper edge. “Which is to say, effectively, nothing.” “You and Vaggie have decided, using your bottomless benevolence and infamous public relations prowess, that nothing is the best course of action.” He placed a hand on Charlie’s shoulder. “I’m here to suggest  something.” “I’m not going to kill Raze, Alastor,” she said, promptly removing said hand from her shoulder. “And I’m not giving you permission to kill them either.” “That’s not the something I had in mind, dear.” “Oh?” She perked up at that, and Alastor resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Yes, yes, Alastor has a plan that doesn’t involve murder; call the presses and break out the champagne to celebrate this once-in-a-lifetime moment!

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You’ve heard of AAA (aromantic, asexual, agender) now get ready for bi bi bi (bisexual, bigender, bipolar)

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Update on the messy Raze x Dual x Charlie x Vaggie polycule situation: I finally have a ship name. Actually, I have several! :3

Here’s the basic rundown:

ChaggieDaze:

Full Raze x Dual x Charlie x Vaggie polycule

The non-monogamy is all consensual and negotiated, because monog-style drama bores me 90% of the time.

There is drama, but the non-monogamy itself causes none of said drama.

Daze:

Dual x Raze

Starts out with Raze scaring the living daylights out of Dual.

Turns into a friends with nonsexual kinky benefits situation when Raze learns the full extent of how much damage Dual’s body can cause.

They both start to care about each other.

Romantic? Queerplatonic? I haven’t decided yet!

Somehow, despite both being horribly dysfunctional beings, they make each other better <3

DoubleRainbow:

Charlie x Dual

Strangers to friends to FWB to lovers

Charlie is one of the only people who can touch Dual’s fire-half without being burned, and the only person who is both interested in and able to have sex with them.

RazeFallen:

Raze x Vaggie

Not romantic, not sexual, frankly, they don’t even like each other

And yet, aside from Dual, Raze spends more time with Vaggie than anyone else.

Best way I can describe it is a predator toying with its prey, in no rush to eat.

Raze is a feral cat and Vaggie is a particularly interesting bird that they’re going to catch, maim, and release until it gets bored or someone stops it.

Raze knows exactly where to prod Vaggie to get a reaction.

Coincidentally! Those places are mostly flaws in Vaggies world view due to her time as an Exorcist, and poking at them causes Vaggie to reevaluate her views.

Raze keeps accidentally improving people’s lives, and it has no idea how this happened or how to make it stop.

Charaze:

Charlie & Raze

Platonic

Charlie has gotten somewhat attached to Raze since it started going to group once a week.

Raze sees Charlie as a source of entertainment: less interesting than Vaggie but more interesting than most of the other hotel residents/staff.

I thought the shipname looked like it could be a word, so I looked it up and (in spelling at least) it’s the subjective form of the verb charaza, meaning “to beat” in Swahili, which. Yeah, that checks out. That’s how Raze interacts with everyone, actually, including Charlie.

Dual & Vaggie:

No ship name

A bit standoffish around each other

In part because (this version of) Vaggie has an avian respiratory system, which makes her more sensitive to smoke inhalation.

And unlike Raze, she isn’t a raging sadomasochist who gets a kick out of not being able to breathe.

Sexually and romantically incompatible, due to the smoke inhalation/burn risk, but also because Dual will never date another monosexual woman and Vaggie has exactly 0 attraction to Dual’s fire-half.

They’re friends though!

Not very close friends, because Dual tends to close themselves off when they think they might hurt somebody

But they have an amicable, if awkward relationship.

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Raze 7

another oc ask gameee hiiiii

Thanks for the ask!

7. Would your character rather read to someone or be read to?

Ok, strap in, because this ask made me question things about Raze.

When I was first answering this ask, I started it like this:

This is actually incredibly difficult to answer for Raze? Because I don’t think it’d have a particular interest in or aversion to either. At some point I’m gonna give one of my characters my stutter, but Raze has enough going on. It’s not getting that too. Whoever gets the stutter is gonna hate reading out loud in front of people because I’m still not great at, even on my best days, and I’ve spent the past 15-or-so years working on it. I can sing in front of strangers, I can recite from memory, I can improv, but if I have to take words directly from a page to my mouth, there are gonna be road blocks, and an audience will not help.

But then I realized I’d already given Raze stutter-like tendencies. When I’m working around my stutter, I have what I call “false starts.” And in several WIPs, so does Raze.

I’m having trouble finding examples for Raze that aren’t massive spoilers, but the gist of it is, I can sometimes catch that I’m about to say a word I’m probably going to stutter on, pause, and take a detour. It usually happens when I’m upset, but the kind of upset where I’m thinking every word through before saying it, and it goes a little something like this:

“I wasn’t [realizes that the word I was going to use (prepared) is one I almost always get stuck on] ready.”

But what it looks like from the outside is this:

“I wasn’t… Ready.”

And Raze fucking does that. I used my speech patterns, but I didn’t think about the implications of why I talk like that when I’m upset.

So naturally, I started looking to see if there’s common comorbidity between ASPD and stutters.

There is not, or at least not one that’s been studied, which means I’m back where I started: thinking that this element would be unnecessary clutter for Raze’s character.

I’m either going to find a way to work it in and write it intentionally, find another explanation for the false starts and write that intentionally, or change the way Raze talks when upset. I’m not sure yet.

Either way, Raze wouldn’t be ashamed of its stutter. Just angry at not being able to speak. That’s how I get now-a-days, too. It was humiliating when I was a kid, but now it’s just annoying. Like, come on, mouth, we practiced this :/

Anyway: the answer is either no preference, or it prefers being read to, because trying to read out loud is inconvenient and rage inducing.

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Vaggie, There’s an Exorcist at the Door!

Word Count: 1,820

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Archive Warnings: None

Additional Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence, (mentioned), Past Character Death

Series: Part 1 of Raze Hell ( || Next -> )

Summary:

“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.”

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Vaggie thought she was the only Fallen Exorcist in existence—until a second one showed up on her doorstep.

Featuring: My edgy Fallen Exorcist OC, Vaggie’s trauma coming back to bite her, Angel Dust being Schrödinger’s Jerk (in which he both is and isn’t an asshole), and Charlie’s mediocre conflict de-escalation skills.

Better on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61469728

Available to registered users only.

Author’s Note:

I go into further detail on my AO3 notes (which is part of what I mean by “Better on AO3”) but the cast is not privy to Raze’s pronouns at this point in time. Raze uses it/its. Vaggie uses she/her for Raze once, is corrected, and from that point on, all characters and the narration refer to it using they/them.

“Vaggie?”  Angel Dust popped his head into Vaggie’s—limited—peripheral vision.

“What?”

“There’s an Exorcist at the door.”

Vaggie shot up in her seat, gripping the arm of the couch so hard the fabric tore.  “What?”

“An Exorcist.  At the door,” he repeated, flatly.  “Wings, weapons, the whole shebang.”

“Well, don’t let her in!”  How the fuck was Angel being so calm about this?

“Pretty sure they ain’t a ‘her’ anymore.”

“What?  All of us were…”  Vaggie abandoned that train of thought after realizing how fucking ridiculous it was to focus on the hypothetical gender nonconformity of the Exorcist at their door.  “Wait, that’s the detail that caught your attention?”

Angel rolled his eyes.  “It’s one Exorcist, toots.  I killed dozens of ‘em when Adam attacked the hotel. I’ve got angelic steel bullets, and they brought knives to a gunfight.”

That… was fair.  Carmilla had helped the hotel—and friends—restock on bullets and explosives in exchange for a percentage of the weapons left behind by the Exorcists when they made their retreat.  And using melee weapons exclusively despite angelic guns and bombs existing was ridiculously common for Exorcists.

Really, it was kind of a miracle that it took so long for the Sinners to realize they could fight back.

“How do you know they’re really alone?  It could be a ruse to lower our defenses, sending one soldier to our doorstep while others hide nearby.”

“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.”

Sure enough, there was an Exorcist at the door.  Their black and white wings were stained red in some places—whether by blood or by Hell’s influence, Vaggie didn’t know—and they carried two sheathed daggers on their belt.

They were all sharp angles and scars, with a boxy frame and wiry muscles.  Their hair was longer than Adam would’ve allowed, unkempt and hanging past their shoulders, shaved on the right side.  They wore a black halterneck top and had a chest flatter than Vaggie’s. They carried themselves like a man—more so than most of the men living in the hotel.

Yeah, Vaggie could see why Angel suspected they might not be a 'her' anymore.

The Exorcist didn’t move to draw their weapons, but Vaggie kept her spear in hand just in case.  “State your business.”

“I saw some footage from the latest Extermination and noticed an angel fighting for the other team." Their voice had an almost inhuman quality about it—a rough tenor that called to mind the growling of a dog or the scrape of brick and mortar.

They smiled, and the canine comparison was reinforced by their prominent eye teeth. "Thought I’d stop by and say hello to my sister.”

Vaggie hated it when people called the Exorcists ‘sisters.’  They weren’t.  Not by blood or by bond.  Sisters in arms, sure, or a sisterhood in the way a college sorority is—complete with all the hazing and the expectation of cult-like loyalty—but those bonds were built on blades and severed by them, too.

And Vaggie wasn’t a part of their sisterhood anymore.

“What’s your name, sister?”

“Don’t call me that,” Vaggie snapped, unable to stop herself.

The Fallen Exorcist hummed unapologetically.

Vaggie swore under her breath.  “Vaggie,” she said.  “My name is Vaggie.”

“Hello, Vaggie.”

Vaggie liked the Exorcist less and less by the second—and in the minute or so since she’d met them, it was already ticking into the negative numbers.

But having another Fallen angel in Hell was a game changer. She couldn’t just send them away without doing some reconnaissance.

“And what about you?” she asked, trying her damnedest not to sound outright aggressive.  “What’s your name?”

The strange Fallen smiled, mouth full of razor sharp teeth.  “Raze,” they said.

“Raze,” Vaggie repeated.  She paused for a beat.  “And Adam named you that?”

Raze laughed, a single, sharp note.  “My angelic name died alongside the comrade I killed when I Fell.”

Another dent in Vaggie's perception of the Heaven and Hell, another revelation that sent her reeling. “You Fell because you killed another Exorcist?”

Raze shrugged.  “She pissed me off.  ‘S more fun down here, anyway.  Heaven was…”  They popped their neck and rolled their wings and shoulders.  “Restricting.”

“Plus, Adam is…”  Raze laughed, then gleefully corrected themselves, “Was an asshole.”

Well, Vaggie could agree with that, at least.

Raze tilted their head.  “And why did you Fall, Vaggie?  I’m a bit out of the loop on angelic gossip.”

Vaggie’s jaw clamped shut.  She’d had a bad feeling about Raze from the moment they walked in, and that feeling had only intensified the more she talked to them.  She didn’t exactly feel like spilling her guts, here.

Hell and all its denizens would know soon enough, anyway.  Charlie had gotten another interview with 666 News, and this time Vaggie would make an appearance.  Vaggie had already written up talking points for them both, and was prepared to give a short explanation of her Fall to get ahead of the inevitable shitstorm that would be unleashed once news got out that she was an ex-Exorcist.

“Well?” Raze prompted, dragging Vaggie from her thoughts.

“Mercy,” she gritted out.

Raze threw their head back and laughed.  A terrible, uproarious cackle that made Vaggie’s wings twitch in their sheaths and the hair on the back of her neck stand on end.

“Oh that’s fucking hilarious!”  All at once, Raze stopped laughing.  They went completely, uncannily silent, and looked Vaggie dead in the eye.

“Your crime was mercy, mine was ruthlessness.”  Their smile was more of a cruel curl of lips.  “And here we are, facing the same punishment.”

Vaggie instinctively reached up to touch the patch over her empty eye socket.  The gesture did not go unnoticed by Raze.

“Well, maybe not exactly the same.”  Raze winked—that pendejo actually fucking winked!—and sized Vaggie up as she violently seethed.  “But we both Fell, we’re both stuck here, and we’re both enjoying Damnation more than the folks Upstairs would like us to.”

Vaggie couldn't take it anymore. “Get the fuck out of my hotel.”

Raze widened their stance and reached for their daggers, hands poised over the hilts without drawing, although their fingers flexed like they were itching for a fight.

“Make me,” they growled.

Vaggie readied her own weapon.  Fuck, where was Angel Dust?  Raze had an angelic body count; Vaggie could use the backup, but she didn’t dare take her eye off Raze to look for him.

“Heyyy.”  Charlie, not Angel Dust.  Powerful, but almost definitely unarmed Charlie.

Luckily, something about her presence seemed to disarm Raze, anyway.  They didn’t look calm, exactly, or afraid—but they traded their fighting stance for a more relaxed posture.

Charlie put a hand on Vaggie’s shoulder, and Vaggie risked a glance.

“Am I interrupting something?” Charlie asked.  Her tone was purposefully non-threatening, but the meaning behind it was clear: I won’t escalate this without your permission; do you need my help?

“No,” Vaggie said, at the same time Raze said, “Yes.”

“But this is more interesting,” Raze added, their gaze raking over Charlie like a predator.

Vaggie tensed up again.  “I think you should go now,” she said, voice and spear held steady.

Raze opened their mouth, but Charlie interrupted them.  “Well, you heard her!  Time to go!”

Raze snarled, lips pulled back to expose their gums.  Then their expression went blank.  “Fine.”

They waved goodbye and turned on their heel.  “See ya ‘round, sister!” they called over their shoulder.  Vaggie didn’t rise to the bait.

Charlie slammed the door shut and Vaggie slumped against her, allowing herself to go limp in her girlfriend's arms as she wrapped them around her tightly.

“Shit, shit, shit,” Charlie cursed.  “Vaggie, are you ok?  Angel said you might need help.  Was that an Exorcist?  A Fallen Exorcist?  Do you know them?  What did they want?”

Vaggie kissed her quiet.  “I’m ok now,” she answered, “Yes, yes, no, and…”  She sighed.  “I don’t know.  Trouble, probably.”

Charlie pressed her forehead against Vaggie’s.  “I won’t let anything happen to you,” she promised.  “Won’t let them—or anyone else!—hurt you.”

Vaggie smiled.  “Thanks, hon.”

It was nice seeing Charlie’s protective side.  Usually, their roles were reversed.  Not that either of them really needed protection most of the time—they could both handle themselves in a fight—but it was nice, all the same.

She felt safe.  Loved.  Something she’d never felt before meeting Charlie.

“Gay!” Angel heckled.  Charlie blushed and Vaggie groaned.

“Don’t you have anything better to do?”

Angel vaulted over the back of the couch and sat in a way that was probably disrespectful to the very concept of couches.

“Nothin’ that wouldn’t break ‘hotel policy,’” he said, sass complete with air quotes and an eye-roll.

Angel shifted in his seat.  “But uh,” he said, tone suddenly and surprisingly genuine.  “You alright, Vaggie?”

“Yes,” Vaggie said with a nod, then added, “Thanks, Angel.”

“‘Course,” Angel replied, and Vaggie could almost see the moment when he decided to return to being a jackass.  “Gotta look out for my favorite taco-twisted bitch.��

Vaggie stomped towards him, swearing in Spanish the whole way, picked up a throw pillow from the couch, and attempted to smother him with it.  None of that stopped the fit of giggles Angel had burst into.

Charlie tried to cajole them out of fighting without physically breaking them apart, and secretly, Vaggie appreciated the normalcy of it all.

No more earth-shattering revelations, no more Exorcists at the door.  Just another routine day at the Hazbin Hotel.  Thank fuck for that.

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2B would go so hard for Raze (for the expression meme!)

Thank you!! <3

(Expression meme by the now deleted @/qrizzly)

This is actually my first time drawing Raze (well, besides its wings) but I really like how it turned out!

Squidge Link

Timelapse under the cut because:

Timelapses are cool.

This unfortunately looks a tiny bit too similar to the style used in those ai commission scams I’ve been seeing, and I need you guys to know I drew this with my own hand!!

⚠️ Flash warning for the timelapse! ⚠️ The timelapse moves at a speed which could potentially trigger photosensitive conditions, and Ibis paint automatically adds one big flash towards the end. Viewer discretion is advised.

Design notes and alternate image descriptions also under the cut.

Design Notes:

I hadn’t really settled on a side for Raze’s hair before drawing this; in its original character description, it’s actually flipped.

The deciding factor for Raze’s hair was that it would be a fire hazard while kissing Dual if it was long on the left, as Dual’s right side is made of flames.

I said I would draw Raze with humanoid ears and I made good on that!!

I changed some of Raze’s piercings, as well. It originally had a septum piercing, but it looked bad, so I nixed it. I may also change some of its earrings around later, but I like the industrial a lot.

I traced my own nose to make Raze’s! I really wanted a character with my nose bump. The tip of its nose is actually a bit longer than mine, because I wanted to do that cartoon thing where you exaggerate certain features, but honestly if familial patterns hold true, mine will get to about Raze’s length by the time I’m 50, and Raze is well over 50.

To get its skin tone, I color-picked a shade from my own skin, threw it into an OKLCH color converter, matched the chroma (saturation) to Raze’s hair color, and messed around with the lightness a bit.

The spikey bits on its eyebrows are inspired by one of my eyebrows, which has hair that grows up longer than the other in a similar shape.

I actually did not realize that Exorcists have yellow eyes before drawing this! For some reason I remembered Vaggie’s eyes being silver. They are in fact, a very pale yellow. Lute’s eyes are also yellow. Which means that it’s probably a biological Exorcist trait, so Raze got a last minute eye color change from white to yellow.

Oh goddamn it, it won’t let me do alt text on a video. Ok, forgive me, the order on this is gonna be a little wonky because of that.

[Video Description: A timelapse of my drawing of Raze, watermarked with “Ibis Paint,” the program I use to draw. Along with the expression meme, I also used the color palate from Raze’s wings, two picrews from its ref sheet (credit to tumblr users: @/MilqueAndToast and @/potato-lord-but-not), a png of Vaggie, a screenshot of Vaggie’s spear (for color-picking), and a photo of my own nose as reference images.

My journey with the nose ring was partially recorded. I attempted a septum ring, then a stud in its right nostril, before deciding not do do any nose rings. I must’ve used undo rather than delete on the stud, so it doesn’t show up in the timelapse, but that’s a nifty little detail for folks reading this. // End Description]

[Alternate ID for the first image: A digital drawing of my original character, Raze, in the requested expression: Licking blood off of its face with a smug, close-lipped half smile. The blood is splattered across the left side of its face, from its neck up to its eye, with some small splotches on its ear. Its left eye is squinted slightly from the bottom lid, to account for the blood.

The reference image (a simple drawing of a face with roughly the same expression) is in the corner, along with text which reads: “(Expression meme by @/qrizzly)”

Raze is a Fallen angel/ex-Exorcist with light grey skin, a hooked nose, and an angular face with a strong, square jaw and defined chin. Its tongue is a muted pink, and the blood on its face is dark red (Sinner blood).

Its hair is white, shaved on its left side and long and shaggy on its right (the image cuts off at the neck, but Raze’s hair goes down to its mid-back) and it has sideburns that almost reach its jaw. Its eyes are pale yellow with red sclerae, and eyelashes that resemble cat eyeliner. Its eyebrows are thick and black with a single spike of hair sticking up from the inner brow on each side.

Its ears are pointed and have multiple, silver piercings. On its left, it has 2 lobe piercings with studs, an industrial piercing with a bar, and a cartilage piercing with a ring. Its right ear is mostly covered by hair, but identical lobe piercings are visible. It’s wearing a black choker with an inverted pentacle (upside-down 5-pointed star inside a circle) pendant in the same silver as its earrings.

My drawing is watermarked with my url, fanby-fckry. The background is the same muted pink as Raze’s tongue. // End ID]