#harvest moon festival

[lost-romantique]

Nightmare Millie

Every rendition Blitz sees of Millie during his nightmare features a Millie from all the different times she could have gotten killed from her missions with Blitz.

S1E1 - Murder Family Millie gets knocked out from that human with a bottle of alcohol, and she's tied up to Blitz.

S1E2 - Loo Loo Land Millie from the fire Blitz causes in Loo Loo Land.

S1E3- Spring Breakers Millie goes head to head with the sea monster Verosika created.

S1E4 - C.H.E.R.U.B Millie getting pierced from holy arrows from her fight against the cherubs.

S1E5- Harvest Moon Festival Millie getting hurt from her fight against Striker.

Rolando is purposely hitting Blitz with visions of Millie that could have gotten hurt or worse due to her being involved with I.M.P. Rolando is forcing Blitz to look and see moments in time when Blitz could have genuinely lost her, but didn't.

[drama-glob]

I'm surprised this isn't getting discussed more because I think this is the first time Millie actually has called Loona by her name, which is a massive step up from referring to her as just Blitz's hellhound in "The Harvest Moon Festival." You can also see that Loona is surprised too that Millie actually thanked her for helping watch over Moxxie while she's gone, so hopefully more sincere, respectful gestures like this will be given in the future since even though imps and hellhounds are considered the lowest class, hellhounds still get treated as pets more than free-willed demons as we've been shown. <3

[elf-kid2]

In defense of Blitzo not telling Stolas about Striker...

During the Harvest Moon Festival, Striker initially presented himself as a cool guy with upwardly-mobile ambitions similar to Blitzo's.

When he's discovered with the Angelic Sniper-Rifle, he speaks of Revolutionary ambitions, of upending Hell's hierarchies via "Killing the Unkillable" with his magic gun.

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When the I.M.P crew run him off, THEY leave with Angelic Sniper Rifle!

-They have no reason to believe Striker has more than one Angelic weapon.

-Through their professional experience and Moxxie's particular interest in guns, ammo, & arms-dealing, they'd know JUST HOW HARD IT IS for a Wrathian Imp Assassin-- even a very well paid one-- to acquire that kind of fire-power.

-Therefore, they have no reason to think he could get more Holy Bullets by himself any time soon.

-IF they found out that Striker was HIRED to kill Prince Stolas,*specifically*-- and not just a well-armed radical going after the first Royal to come within easy striking range-- they probably wouldn't expect a Client to say:

"I know you failed to kill the Target, AND lost the Very Expensive Angelic Gun; HOWEVER I have decided to give you a second chance AND more Angelic Weapons. Instead of killing you to punish failure & keep you quiet, and hiring some OTHER assassins, of which there are MANY in Wrath alone!"

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Without the Angelic Sniper-Rifle, Blitzo could probably tell himself that Striker wasn't any more of a threat than the random muggers and imps armed with tridents and pocket-knives from Loo-Loo Land. And Stolas could handle THOSE guys just fine, with or without his Bodyguard's help.

[hushfluffles]

day 8, sallie may is gorgeous, comment requests please

[the-irreverend]

You know the whole world has gone completely insane when that making Tumblr your primary social media turned out to be a smart decision.

[anemicjellyfish]

This scene & Blitzø's posture appreciation post:

In The Harvest Moon Festival, Blitzø gets to meet Millie's parents. He compliments them and really seems to enjoy their presence, all while maintaining his typical slouchy/casual posture.

Striker shows up, and Blitzø keeps posture the same while explaining off handedly that he's "good at [killing], so it's best to capitalize on it."

Striker continues, ignoring Blitzø's deflection of his own accomplishments, reminding him that not many imps start their own business.

And Blitzø just...

STRAIGHTENS RIGHT UP AND GETS TO FEEL SOME PRIDE IN HIS SUCCESS SO FAR

He does work hard; he is good at his job.

My boy needed that. He needed validation and genuine compliments. (If we had as much tail animation in season 1 as we do the second half of season 2, he'd be wagging his tail like a little puppy here, you cannot convince me otherwise.)

To wrap things up, enjoy Blitzø seeing a horse:

[ponpuriitx]

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬. (questions and new friends.)

summary: You were all on your own taking your ice cream until you heard some screaming and gunshots at the distance on a beach, who would've told you that being curious would end you up in hell.

Word count: 4.8k and more.

Warnings: Strong lenguaje, sexual topics and graphic violence will be added to the series as it continues, heavy angst, no use of y/n, some of the characters (mostly all them) are not mine! And rampant demon horniness.. Enjoy!!

Notes: this is a completely non-cannon story, English is not my first lenguaje. The end was a little bit tacky I have to admit it, but I hope it’s still enjoyable! I was in a rush so I apologize for it, I’ve been invested in other books too so I hope to get right on track as soon as I’m able to. I already have some of the chapters planned out so the only thing left is write them out. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy the chapter!!

pilot — chapter two(coming soon)

Then, the scene switched to the cashier that attended you and the random imp you saw giving his testimony. “Fucker couldn’t keep his mouth shut…” at this Meredith turned off the tv, looking at you worried and nervous. “Honey, what the hell happened?” You went yo the farms front door, looking down you saw the brand new news paper. Taking it you couldn’t be more shocked to the images.

It was the fucking camera footage?! Oh the second you see that cashier is on sight. Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard some banging in the doors, now your blood ran cold at this.

“Meredith, I’ll go hide on the kitchen. Scream if it’s really really bad.” She nodded going to the door, when she opened it she saw the nervous neighbors who needed to speak to Meredith asap.

They brought Meredith to a reunion, after she calmed your smokes for a bit. You were pissed about the whole situation, but you didn’t tell your pops. He wasn’t good enough to know the level of what was happening right now, and you weren’t planning on to telling him anytime soon.

In the reunion, the neighbors discussed the whole human on the run situation. Meredith promised to keep you in the line, out of sight for the outsiders. And besides they needed to plan more important things right now like the harvest moon festival that was about to come in the span of two days. Joe and Lyn offered Meredith a hand for the whole hiding the human thing, because they just got a new guy to help in the farm. For what they knew his name was Striker and he was hell of a good helping hand.

But the demon didn’t know you, neither did he know about the existence of a human in the neighborhood. But for what he heard, he only knew you were out there hiding among strangers. So Joe and Lyn offered Meredith a hand to help you to hide yourself well, like a pair of clothes not too long to make you hot but enough to cover the most visible things like your skin and face.

….

In another place, there was a white car in front of the drug store that was reported to have seen a human in. It was packed, like really really packed, a long line that went even out of the store doors just to hear the cashiers testimony. Of course, he only agreed to talk if the people buyer something. Which obviously would make a big fat check for him in the next week.

Outside in the car, the man whom was driving it held up his phone to his ear. “You were right sir, it’s packed like a mule.” A chuckle was heard from the other line, “Just like I predicted, that little human brings the attention like a moth to a flame.” The man frowned, with a low sigh he started the car engine.

“So what are we gonna do about this boss?” He asked before taking a last look to the store. Seeing more people coming in and the line getting bigger, you could see any type there. Imps, hellhounds you name it. “Listen, you’re going to fetch me that human. It would be great for the business to have a real life human.”

The man sighed as he touched his temple, “Boss, that humans gonna cost a pretty penny. And besides, we don’t even know where their at.” He said, now driving off to his boss place to discuss this more carefully.

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Back to the Farm, Meredith gave you the new clothes form Joe’s. You didn’t complain of course you knew it was for your safety, but your curiosity perked up “Why are you giving me these? Everyone in the neighborhood knows me” You said, taking the clothes and folding them for the festival’s day.

“Well, there’s a new guy that’s helping in the farm. And some outsiders from imp city are coming to visit, as well as the Goetia Prince. We need to be more careful than ever moon pie.” Oh so that was it, you never saw a Royal before but you surely did hear a lot of em. Gossip runs fast at the neighborhood, so it wasn’t like it was gonna last a secret that long.

“The one who cheated with an imp?” You asked, receiving a nod from Meredith. A soft ‘knew it’ came out of your lips as you saved the clothes in another place. “Wait is pops gonna be there?”

“Yes he is, but he’s just going to be in the bleachers cheering for you with me.” Oh, good he wasn’t going to do much. You didn’t want him to get worse because of the festival, and besides you— wait a minute.. “cheering for me? What for?” You asked, now you haven’t been able to participate in the moon festival because you were fragile. But now, for some reason you assumed that you were going to participate. Scratching that up of course she wouldn’t let you go, right?

“You will be participating this year, I mean, that’s what you wanted right? You told me a few weeks ago.” Your eyes lit up as a big grin plastered in your face, “Yes! Yes, I do!” You said almost instantly making Meredith chuckle, she took your hand and embrace it gently “You’re going to go out there and beat their fucking asses to the ground.” You nodded, both of you bursting out laughing because of this.

And that sure you did, the festival day came in. You were bathed, already had breakfast and was ready to go out and bring a price back home. You were helping out with some of the pigs that were hungry and checking everything out on the farm, then you heard Lyn calling you at the distance. You went over to the fence, “Hi Lyn! What’s up?” You asked with a smile.

“Hi sweetie! Mildred is going to come here in a while, remember the face scar I gave your meemaw? Do you have it on you?” She asked, searching you over herself with her hands as you giggled at her touch. “Yes, yes I have it on here in the pocket. It’s been pretty hot outside these days so I thought of just taking a lil’ brake from it.”

“Well okay honey, remember to keep it always safe. And meanwhile the outsiders are here, remember to not take out that scarf.!” You nodded at her reminder, reassuring you wouldn’t take it off. “Now that that is cleared, why don’t you come with us to welcome them? I mean it has been a long time since you’ve seen anyone other than us.”

She was right, it has been quite a time since the Cashier and Imp incident or the first time you arrived to hell. But who knows? It’s never a bad time to give it another chance. So you told her yes, following her to her house and farm. Which would also be the place closer to where the harvest moon festival was going to take place in.

After some time you got distracted with some bunnies that were hopping here and there. You decided to take some photos of them, probably going to show it to Pops later. But after a while you heard the sound of a car parking in front of the farm entrance. You were quick to put your phone in your pocket and take out the scarf to put it on.

You walked over to Lyn and Joe just to see a young adult woman hugging them, you assumed it was their daughter by the way they were talking to each other. As you arrived she looked at you up and down before asking “Who’s this?”

“Oh sweetie, she’s been here a while now. She’s Meredith’s daughter.” You waved your hand at her as she smiled at you, “Well hi! I’m Millie” You shook her hand, not saying a word yet. You still felt shy about this new people, and honestly you didn’t had much to say.

When she started to introduce her husband, he looked at you weirdly. Not because he haven’t seen you before since the last time he visited but the fact that you were wearing a scarf that hide most of your face. And most with this heat outside? Well that was weird, you noticed this. It got you nervous so you opted by just waving at him too.

Meanwhile they talked and honestly while he embarrassed himself, you doze off. Watching most of the animals around, you didn’t really wanted to dive into conversation. You knew once you started talking you wouldn’t stop, so it was better to stay quiet.

It was going to be like that until you heard a “Hey watch it im the sir here fuck-o.” Well that was weird. That voice sounded quite familiar, making your head snap at the direction the voice came from your eyes grew wide to the familiar features in his face.

Well at hell familiar features, that was the fucking bastard that put you a scene in front of the cashier and made a little race car with you. What the actual fuck was he doing here? Oh just seeing him made your blood boil, you wanted to punch him right on the face. But you were soon stopped as soon as you heard “Oh yeah! Y’all haven’t met my boss blitz and his hell hound!”

Boss?? So he ran a business? Was his business chasing cars cause damn you wouldn’t be surprised if it was. As he talked to the couple, you went ahead and came closer to the area. Now interest peeking through, mostly anger and the fact you wanted to beat up that fucker but yeah curiosity too.

“And who is this?” He asked, extending his hand out for you to grab. “The fuck you wanna know that for.” You spat out like venom, which took the couple and Blitz out of guard. You groaned at him as you took off, the trio looking at you weirdly and Lyn worried you weren’t like this. So why the sudden hustle?

As you where walking you found George sitting on a nearby bench, close to the stable. You knew he loved that stable as he took great pride on it and on the farm itself. With a tired face you sat besides him to look over to what he was looking, it was a pair of horses just eating and walking around. He most of the times seemed to find joy on the little things and that alone was one of the reasons why you loved your pops so much. He always finds a way to make anything better even if it has more lows than highs.

“Whats wrong?” He asked, he always knew when you were down. And your body lenguaje didn’t help much either, “I think, everything.” With a tired huff he holders your hand which made you look to him. “You know you can tell us everything, right?”

“Yeah it’s just, there’s so much going on that I think I don’t know what to do anymore.” You avoided talking about the whole revealing shit that happened in the morning. He was getting weaker and you knew that that would only add salt to the wound, that was the least thing you wanted to do.

“Well, it’s always better if whatever you’re holding to ya just.. let it go.” Now he had your full attention, let it all just go? But how could you do that if that could endanger them, you, everybody? “If life has teachen’ me something is that you can never hold into something once it’s already set and done. You’re just going to hurt yourself more into holding onto a reality that will never be true.” Well that made.. sense.

“Even if it’s fucked up, even if you love it you always are going to have to let things go. Because that’s just how life is, it fucks you up and it’s all about change. You can’t hold into it, you just need to let it be until you find a way to get along with it to improve and make something better.” You looked down to your hands, George already left you hand as you were fidgeting between your fingers. He was right, you’ll just let it be and even find a way to cooperate and keep hidden.

Suddenly, your attention was taken out by the sound of speakers setting. The gathering was already starting, you looked at George who gave you an understanding look. You stood up and you felt a gentle grasp on your hand, “Whatever it is, you can always tell us. We love you pumpkin”

“I love you too pops.” You felt uneasy, you didn’t know how could such good demons ended up in your path and taken care of you. And it gutted you more the fact that the longer they protected you the more in danger they were putting themselves. And you hated it, the couple didn’t deserve it. They didn’t deserve living in fear of getting caught because of you. He loved the both of you a lot and he will do until his last heartbeat, you were sure about that but that made it bitter in your chest.

Walking down the neighborhood you went to the crowd who were already getting set and you were surprised to see the owl on stage. It was, strange. You assumed he was some sort of Royal or Rich guy because of how he talked and what he wore. Nothing wrong with it you didn’t judge but still, it still amused you the way hell worked. Hell, just a few days ago you found out how the rings worked but you were still confused on the whole thing.

You and the owl made eye contact for a brief second before you could cut it completely. Something about him and his aura scared you a little, you weren’t some aura specialist or anything but the energy he wore was kind of.. intimidating.

The host, a guy that you never had seen in your life but seems to appear everywhere you go.. Was calling out the rules and the obstacles that the participants were going to go through along the big owl guy who called out the participants. But you noticed the high pitched and the friendly name that went out of his mouth, calling some “Blitzy” and also following the compliment of sexy. Who was the lucky guy? You thought, but your should almost left your body when you heard a scoff behind you.

“Oh fuck me.” You jumped at the sudden voice behind you, turning around to see again the face of the guy who almost ruined your life. God, why did he had to pull the hoodie off? Couldn’t he just wait until you were on the parking lot alone? That would’ve been way better.

But the demon seemed to notice you as you both made eye contact once again, at this you turned to stand right your back facing him again. Fuck why did he have to be everywhere you went? Was he like a fucking ghost following people around, didn’t he have enough back in the drug store?

“Hey do I know—” The whole crowd heard the sound of a gun go off and everybody started running. You were taken off by this so since it was so sudden you were left behind, but when it finally clicked you took off running. The next few hours were taken over by you making your best into not get caught and also trying to win this race. You had a hard time fighting off the people as one of the obstacles was to fight off the people and win.

Punches, slaps and even kicks were thrown at you and you wouldn’t lie it was hard to fight these people off of you. But it was until you felt a tug on your scarf that almost revealed your face that a rush of adrenaline suddenly reached you. Punching and grabbing people off some of them were severely Injured, but you surprisingly seemed to pull it off. Now, you weren’t dumb you saw how Striker and Blitz were fighting the people off and you weren’t to go get into that. If those people almost pulled your scarf out you didn’t imagine how they would manage. And it wasn’t like “Blitzy” didn’t have already a reputation doing that.

So you did the best thing that you always do. You hid under one of the benches until they both figured off all of the opponents left and each other. Yes it could be considered as cheating, but you saw it as a way of “not getting caught.” It was completely fair and different from cheating.

When you had the chance to get out and mix between the people that was left, you were surprised that it only took a few kicks and punches to beat the ones left. Although you later figured out it was because they were fully exhausted from the whole fighting, which you get it you were exhausted too. But you weren’t going to back off that easily, so the next few games that were left you tried to beat anyone the best you could.

Tug of war? Easy you were out with strong people so you pulled it off. There was another round of fighting each other but surprisingly almost nobody came at you, some people did but just with a few punches and kicks you were able to go. They were all extremely exhausted and you were too, you wanted to get out of there as fast as you could and take a cold nice shower. You knew you couldn’t do that until the event was over, but Lyn and Joe gave you some water so you could keep up. Followed by a “you can do it kid” from Joe, it wasn’t much but it was just enough for you to keep going.

At the end, you and the other two guys left were left up in a tie. Since if you three kept going it would end up later at night, so when you three walked up at stage followed by some complains from Blitz by the owl not saying his name right you just… stood up there, still as a statue because you were extremely uncomfortable. All eyes up to you it all send shivers down your spine since you felt like you were about to get caught for some reason.

When striker decided to sing, you just swapped off and tried to clear your mind in the way over. Everything was just too much and the fact that the guy appeared on the news worried your safety and everybody else’s a lot. You felt like you were going on circles fucking everything up for everyone, like you were just the problem. Why didn’t you just go and fuck off, everybody would be so much better without you anyways-

“Honey are you okay?” You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Lyn’s voice who was standing now in front of you. She looked at you worriedly, you didn’t want her to worry this much. You didn’t want no one to worry this much, so you tried to brush it off by telling her that you were “just tired” so she didn’t push it.

“Why don’t you go to my house and clear off a bit?” She said, it wasn’t a bad idea you did need time away from everyone and everything so you just nodded to her standing up.

You walked towards Lyn and Joe’s house but you took the quick rout by behind the houses. It was kinda creepy because nobody wondered by those routs but it was the quickest way. But as you were behind the house you heard a bullet going off from inside of the basement. You jumped at the sound and wide eyes as Moxxie stepped out of there, he was talking to someone but then he looked at you.

“What the fuck was that about dude!?” You spat at him you were already pissed since this morning and now this? Fuck tho needed a break, but shut up almost instantly when you saw his eyes go wide. What was he looking at— oh fuck..

Your scarf, your fucking scarf was hanging loose on your neck. You didn’t notice it because there was nobody and you just wanted to get to the house the fastest way possible. And it was hot as fuck, you quickly tried to pull it back into your face but he already saw you. He fucking saw you.

“What- who- How can you be down here?!” He said before pointing his gun out to you. You were going to snap at him but you stopped to analyze the situation, he what at the basements lock which was on because you did saw it before escaping and talking to someone. Something was wrong, really wrong.

You took a look over the basement and saw Millie, she was severely hurt by a bear trap that was at her leg, you looked over to the situation with panic. You didn’t know what to do, and less in situations like this.

“Wait, I’ll come with you.” Moxxie was in a hurry, you noticed since you’ve always been really observant when it came to people. He just nodded and took off with you, and fuck were you right. You arrived to Lyn and Joe’s house before hearing voices up in one of the rooms, Moxxie took advantage of this and sneaked up behind of them to get ahold of the gun that was in the bed while you stayed on the door if anything happened.

“Took you long enough Mox!” You’ve got to be fucking kidding. You were about to say something before Striker almost shot Moxxie, they started to attack each other and it reached a point were striker was pointing at them with the gun. He had yet to recognize your presence… you were just standing there. No! You had to do something.

You grabbed the knife that was on the floor and reached out to Striker, you stabbed him on the arm and he hissed at you. His eyes going wide like plates at the sight of you, wow how you were getting annoyed by that. Out of anger you pushed him far the other demon ran at him and punched him on the face before starting to attack, you grabbed the white gun in your hands and shot nearby him the bull not hitting him but still you and the other two demons cornered the guy.

“I still think it’s embarrassing.” He said, you weren’t sure what was he talking about but you assumed it was something he talked with the other demon because he seemed to flinch a little by his words. “You’re wasting a lot of potential by relying on a weak little-” you shot nearby him again as a warning for him to shut up while Moxxie talked besides you.

You didn’t knew what was going on but you knew he was threat. You jumped when the door went flying open and Loona came in the Lizzard looking guy taking this opportunity to escape, kicking the gun out of Blitz hand and running towards the window. “Maybe you’ll get me next time. And careful with you’re little human friend, ‘m sure she’s gonna bring a lot of trouble to you if you keep her around.. Blitzy.” He said before jumping.

Blitz hurried to the window, looking outside while you shared some rather awkward looks with Moxxie and Loona. You heard a sigh from the window as Blitz put his gun on his pocket. As if it was a sign you tried to move past to the door giving the hellhound a pleading look for her to move. You thought her reaction was going to be like the few you got today but she simply didn’t give a fuck and moved.

“Hey wait- You can’t go just like that!” You heard a voice behind you that made you stop dead in your tracks. God you just wanted to go home, “What?” You said turning around to face the little imp, “well for starters!-” he almost finished his sentence before his boss shushed him, you wouldn’t blame him it was getting pretty fucking annoying and you just wanted to go already.

“Pretty good the stunt that you pulled there.” Blitz said, you smiled a little by his recognition. You could’ve been better, of course you were exhausted after all and that was just a pure moment of adrenaline. “Thanks”

“Say wouldn’t you be down to join I.M.P?” That took you off guard and it seemed that it did too for the other imp, he was about to question it if it wasn’t for you who did it first. “I.M.P?”

“Yeah, a killing biss down there in imp city. We could use an extra hand.” Now, you normally would brush these offers off. Say that you didn’t need it and that you were good just like that, but something inside you told you why not? You needed a job anyways, and maybe you could use it in a future? Have something to rely on before doing the big thing and emancipate from Mildred. Maybe lift some trouble out of her shoulders. “Well, I don’t really need it right now but.. why not? Sure, I could use it. Now I’m not sure if I could do it right away but I can leave it in stand by.”

Blitz smiled at this, as he gave you a little piece of paper that you saved in your pocket. You drew every question Moxxie asked away, you didn’t mean it for it to seem mean you just were fucking wore out. You just needed a good sleep, so you went to your home and took a nice cold shower, put some pajamas and went straight to bed. The harvest moon festival was still going on out but since the race was over you decided to rest for now so you closed your eyes and you were almost instantly knocked out.

…

The next morning after making breakfast for George and Meredith you decided to go out and help Lyn and Joe to get the outsiders set to go to imp city. When you arrived you watched as Lyn gave Millie a lecture, which made you chuckle because it was the same type of lectures she would playfully give you when you were doing something so obviously wrong.

But then, Moxxie stood up for his wife. Telling them how she protected him and how that was more than enough, clearly you thought they were going to pull him off. Telling him he had no business in interrupting the conversation because it was a family thing but they didn’t. They even acknowledge him. That actually did surprise you, so finishing your work and putting some of their stuff on the van you approached to the window of the car to were Blitz was.

“Hey, remember I didn’t shut down you offer. Don’t forget bout’ me if I call.” You said playfully, at that he chuckled giving you an understanding look “Don’t worry toots, it’s not gonna be hard to spot a human face in this hell hole.” You smiled at this before hearing someone call you, you put your hands on your pockets something that you usually did when you felt guilty about something.

“Hey uh.. I’m sorry for the hostility yesterday. Just got lit going on in my mind and you know.” This took him by surprise, but still Blitz managed to shrug it off with a smile. “Hey, don’t put too much mind to that. I did fuck up by pulling the shit I did by the store, so it’s normal.” You nodded, after that he apologized because of that. Which you accepted, it wasn’t like you couldn’t keep hiding and besides you weren’t going on the market no more. It could risk it, you just got to be more careful next time.

When they left, for some reason you felt a little emptiness in your chest. It was weird really, it wasn’t like you weren’t familiar with the feeling but it felt weird feeling it after a while. You tried to brush it off as better as you could by putting your mind somewhere else, doing stuff like feeding pigs, walking the horses and even riding them a little around the farm, looking at the little hell-bunnies as you liked to call them thanks to their weird strength and their signature lava-like lines and black fluff.

You were taking a few pictures of them before you heard your name in the distance. You thought it was your mind playing tricks on you but it wasn’t, you heard your name again back into the woods. Huh, strange. It was getting extremely spooky as it seemed to call out for you, you frowned, you weren’t stupid enough to go in an adventure to the forest to find out what was it so you decided to go inside to your house. “Hey pops, have you seen my-”

A pause, Pops and Meredith were sitting in the couch together. Looking at the door as if they were waiting for you “Care to explain this.”

You were confused with his tone, until you saw the news paper that was on the table. Oh shit.. Your heart was pounding like crazy at the realization, you looked at Meredith who was sending you an apologetic look. “Pops, I- I can explain.” You tried to talk, but you felt a knot starting on your throat.

“No, I don’t want to hear your excuses. You disobey me, us and look what did brought upon us. Upon you.” You were scared, not because he was angry. No, he was as serious as ever and that was what scared you. There was no screaming there was no shouting no nothing, and it freaked you out. “Please pops, it wasn’t my fault..-”

“I told you to not go into public spaces, I told you to be careful I told you that to keep you safe. But this, this is just unacceptable.” His voice started to level up, “Do you know how hard it was to shove away the little news guy that came to our door?” Wait what?

“What news guy?” You frowned as Meredith decided to jump in “There was this guy at our door while the festival was going on. He was asking lots of questions and some of them horribly personal and about you.” Your blood froze, Meredith looked to the floor and George stayed silent. It sank at you in, they already started to search for answers.

But you were shot out of your thoughts when George started coughing, a lot. So much that he couldn’t keep his posture and sat down as his face winced at the pain in his throat, when he looked at his palm his eyes along with Meredith’s went wide at the sight of blood. Meredith in panic rushed to the bathroom in the look of pills asking if he forgot to take any, George started to cough more as a little bit of more blood went to his palm.

Meredith decided to take George and put him in their bed to check on him. You didn’t hear much of what was happening in the room but you noticed they were talking about something that you couldn’t catch. He was getting weaker and weaker by the day because of the stress, she went out to call the Neighborhoods doctors and you were left alone with him in the room. You couldn’t even look at his eyes, guilt went all over your head and a thousand voices telling you it was all your fault. You did it deserve them, they didn’t deserve this. It must’ve been pretty obvious that you were beating yourself up or something since George noticed it and asked you to come closer to him.

“Look honey, things are starting to get tough. And this shit is starting to get hella real really fast, don’t beat yourself up to this. Meredith explained to me the situation and it’s not your fault.” His grip was gentle in your hand, and your eyes couldn’t keep helping you by the way they started to water slowly as he talked. “You just need to be strong, keep a strong heart as you’ve been doing this whole time.” He started coughing again and that worried you as you took his hand in yours and squeezed it a little in a sign of comfort. It killed you seeing him in this state.

Before he could say anything more doctors came rushing into the room and some of them even bumped into you. You didn’t know what to do as you left the grip around George’s hand and left the room to get some air as tears started to form. You went outside and sat on a place a little bit too far from the house, you curled up your legs to your face as you started to cry. Tears rushing madly in your cheeks, following along the lines of “what was I thinking” and “this is all my fault.”

You weren’t sure what was next, really. A lot of images and scenes came into your mind thinking of the worst, you tried to spend the evening alone. Trying to clear your thoughts as Meredith wanted to take care of George the best she could.

In the next few days, you spend your time making it easier for Meredith to do her normal chores and even you taking care of them fully so she didn’t have to lift a finger, the same thing for George. You’ve been like this for a couple of weeks trying your best into repaying for the troubles they had to manage because of you.

Who would’ve told you that that day, that one specific day everything would shatter into pieces. And that the will of George to love the both of you until his last heartbeat, would be finally complete.

[newsies-demon-ducks]

now that we know a bit more about angelic weapons after hazbin hotel has officially released, do yall think we'll get a revisit on how striker managed to get his hands on one in helluva boss?

"carmine crafted blessing tipped rifle" i believe is what moxxie had called it. carmine crafted is obviously referring to carmilla, the weapons dealer overlord. I'm assuming that, despite being a sinner bound to the pride ring, her armory business is massive and can ship anywhere since striker lives in wrath. (of course, there is always the option of striker having bought it off a smuggler or gifted by stella herself)

how much money do yall think it was? striker seems to be fairing pretty well for himself all things considered. hes got his own place with working electrical and he's got quite the fanbase, so i doubt he'd have any issues affording it if it WAS expensive.

[almacambiondaughterofsaleos]

Protagonist-Centered Morality: How The Show Treats Mayberry Putting A Hit On Martha Vs Stella Putting A Hit On Stolas

In the past I tried to rationalize why Mayberry's situation is more sympathetic while Stella is treated like the worst for ordering the hit which again is an example of how the narrative tries to make things bad only when the antagonists do it while our protagonists are justified. Seriously when I first saw that Stella ordered the hit it reminded me of the "Murder Family" plot and we said it's because the "Murder Family" was murderers and that Mayberry was still cheated on, but so was Stella but she's treated as a bitch for killing the father of her child. But you could also say Mayberry is petty as well for trying to still go after the woman and not understanding how that would affect her family. Again an example of the show trying to show moral favoritism towards the protagonists but shaming their antagonists for that same behavior.

[fizziepopangel]

"You gonna finish that fucking sentence, partner?"

(Moxxie headcanons I may never stop believing)

Moxxie was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder shortly after he and Millie were married, hence why Millie worries about his mental health sometimes.

After the events of “Truth Seekers”, Moxie does try to better his relationship with Blitz by randomly texting and emailing him pictures and facts about horses.

He was psychologically and verbally abused by Chaz through their relationship.

Due to the events from the harvest moon festival, he is afraid of sharks.

His mother played classical music and would rock him or hum different musical numbers as she put him to bed before she disappeared. Moxxie’s love for the classical sounds  and theater numbers stayed and he feels closer to her when he plays them or watches a play he thinks she would like.

He’s picky about who he kills because half of him feels like his mother would be disappointed in him for hurting someone innocent, and the other half of him feels dangerously close to his father when he kills with little to no thought. Both of those feelings make him slightly sick.

Moxxie does drag at a bar on weekends & he kills every performance.

He makes the best strawberry macarons.

After a serious conversation about eating disorders with Loona, Moxxie started keeping extra snacks around the office to encourage her to eat because no matter how they act toward one another, he really does consider her family and the thought of her hurting that way hurts him.

Blitz is listed as his 2nd emergency contact when he fills out all documents.

He befriended Collin (the sheep cherub) when he ran into him living on the streets in hell after he and the other cherubs were kicked out of heaven. Moxxie helped him find a place to stay and Collin is at every drag event Moxxie does to cheer him on but Moxxie is still trying to get him to participate some time.

When he and Millie have a child of their own, Moxxie goes to Blitz for parenting advice. This is the 1st time he openly admits that he’s always admired what a good dad Blitz tried to be to Loona.

As Moxxie and Loona’s friendship gets better, Loona slowly pulls him into different music genres that she listens to. He hasn’t found a favorite band, but he finds himself humming rock toons while brushing his teeth sometimes.

Moxxie was diagnosed with autism. He makes a good assassin because weapons and combat have been one of his hyper fixations since he was a child so he’s always been good working with weapons and he enjoys it.

After the harvest moon festival, Moxxie has thought about looking into his family history in the wrath ring to see if he still has family from his mom’s side there.

Bonus:

Moxxie finds out after the events of "Spring Broken" that he is actually ¼ possum.

[aliencatwafers]

Blurry and Striker

@blurryfangirlansuke ‘s Imp sona Blurry and Striker were both in Wrath. Most of the time, Striker underestimates Blurry and thinks she can’t lift as much Hell Hogs as he can, or herd the most cows.

But one day, Blurry proves him wrong.

And Striker must eat his words (and come to terms with the fact he now has a crush on Blurry, and he doesn’t know what to do).

I imagine when Striker gets all flustered, he pulls his hat forward and dissociates. But Blurry will be there when he peeps his eyes out oWo!!

Just wanted to make some appreciation art for my mutuals! You all are the best! Just spreading some Mayo of appreciation 🥚

[drama-glob]

what do you think of people losing their interest in millie beacuse she did not stand up for moxxie in the harvest moon festival as well as being bulled by blitz?

People are allowed to change their opinions about characters so they have the right, but I didn't really see too big of an issue in the episode since she was supportive of Moxxie elsewhere and saying he didn't need to prove himself in the games; plus, it was Moxxie's time at the end to support Millie after she got hurt.

[ambrial-blog]

Sweet Victory, your everything I need. 

[pen-guin-writez]

watching randomgamecritics ewwhb series and im thinking

isnt moxxies ringtone sorta reminiscent towards the phantom of the opera title theme? at least the first few notes? maybe im just crazy

[skeetlebeetle]

do you think millie being scolded near the end of harvest moon festival is karma because she did not defend moxxie according to some people?

i don’t believe in karma but i’m sure it could be considered that lol

(once again, i don’t know that millie acting like this is her intentional doing so i’m not like…. praying for her to be killed off or something lmao)

[attractive-curves3]

十五夜豊年祭 - 古仁屋, 瀬戸内, 奄美大島, 鹿児島 Harvest Moon Festival - Koniya, Setouchi, Amami Ōshima, Kagoshima