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m4gehand · 2 days ago
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He could have been an absolute lump of a goblin and he would have been hot to me for this. Sexy is as sexy does
I can’t stop thinking about the uhc shooter and what a wild experience he must be having right now. Idk how much you can look at the news or scroll the internet while on the run for murder, but man. Imagine. You spend who knows how long planning a brazen public assassination, cleanly pop a dude in the middle of one of the busiest downtowns in the world, bike away fueled by nothing but the thrill of vengeance and some Starbucks, and spark one of the largest manhunts in recent history. And when you finally go online to see what you’ve wrought, the entire world is laugh reacting NYT headlines and has collectively decided that you’re off the hook this time, king.
Then pictures of your face get released 24 hours later and everyone is like actually this guy did nothing wrong AND he’s hot.
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zal-cryptid · 2 days ago
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Danilo's Infernal Descent
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I figure I talk about inspiration for Maria's mysterious past.
Back in high school (circa 2011-2013), I had an OC named Danilo who was part of this idea I had for a Dante's Inferno reimagining that I called Danilo's Infernal Descent.
When writing Misfits, I retroactively made Maria's pre-transitioned self Danilo, although the events of her infernal descent is obviously not canon to Misfits in Toyland.
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bingsoo-jung · 2 days ago
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Apparently we do all need this explained. But the reason why the army does nothing to protect Minrathous is because they’re carrying out the coup. You generally cannot do a coup without a military backing you and unseating your political rivals and the current leadership. That’s how coup’s work. I hope this helps.
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bluebanana-art · 6 hours ago
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And here we are finally at my last drawing: Vassago of course! Being in love with him even before the episode came out (just like everyone else), when I saw him walking on his star in "Mastermind" he totally stole my heart!
For this drawing I copied another fan art that I liked, by @madelezabeth 🫰 Thank you! :3
Helluva Boss lovers, ready for the season finale? -13 days 😱😱😱
Reblog if you like it, thx!! :3
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(reference by Madelezabeth on X)
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chashmenaaz · 11 hours ago
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An-Nazi'at 79:46
كَاَنَّهُمْ يَوْمَ يَرَوْنَهَا لَمْ يَلْبَثُوْۤا اِلَّا عَشِيَّةً اَوْ ضُحٰهَا
It will be, on the Day they see it, as though they had not remained [in the world] except for an afternoon or a morning thereof.
What Verse in the Qur'an do you strongly resonate with?
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agnipop · 21 hours ago
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THEY ARE IN LOVE 🗣️‼️💕
I miss them so much
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ideahorrid · 1 day ago
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Bee-lzebub - Helluva Boss
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creepyclothdoll · 1 month ago
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The Devil's Wheel
The Devil’s Wheel
“If you say yes,” said the Devil, “a single man, somewhere in the world, will be killed on the spot. But three million dollars is nothing to sneeze at, missus.”
“What’s the catch?” You squint at him suspiciously over the red-and-black striped carnival booth. You’re smarter than he thinks you are– a devil deal always has a catch, and you’re determined to catch him before he catches you. 
“Well, the catch is that you’ll know you did it. And I’ll know, too. And the big man upstairs’ll know, I ‘spose. But what’s the chariot of salvation without a little sin to grease the wheels? You can repent from your mansion balcony, looking out at your waterfront views, sipping a bellini in your eighties. But hey, it’s up to you– take my deal or leave it.”
The Devil lights a cigar without a match, taking an inhale, and blowing out a cloud of deep, sweet-smelling tobacco laced faintly with something that reminds you of rotten eggs. If he does have horns, they’re hidden under his lemon yellow carnival barker hat. He wears a clean pinstripe suit and a red bowtie. No cloven hooves, no big pointy fork, but you know he’s the Devil without having to be told. Though he did introduce himself.
He’s been perfectly polite. 
You know you need the money. He knows it too, or he wouldn’t have brought you here, to this strange dark room, whisking you away from your new house in the suburbs as fast as a wish. Now you’re in some sort of warehouse, where all the windows seem to be blacked out– or, maybe, they simply look out into pitch darkness, though it is the middle of the day. A single white spotlight shines down on the two of you. 
“Wait a minute, wait a minute,” you say. “I bet the man is someone I know, right? My husband?”
“Could be,” the Devil says with a pointed grin. “That’s for the wheel to decide.”
He steps back and raises his black-gloved hand as the tarp flies off of the large veiled object behind him. The light of the carnival wheel nearly blinds you. Blinking lights line the sides. Jingling music blares over speakers you can’t see. The flickering sign above it reads:
THE DEVIL’S WHEEL
“Step right up and claim your fortune,” the Devil barks. “Spin the wheel and pay the price! Or leave now, and a man keeps his life.”
You examine the wheel. 
The gambling addict
The doting boyfriend
The escaped convict
The dog dad
The secretive sadist
“These are all the possible men I can kill?” You ask, thumbing the side of the wheel. It rolls smoothly in your hand. Then you quickly stop, realizing that this might constitute a spin under the Devil’s rules. He flashes a smile at you, watching you halt its motion. 
“Addicts, convicts, murderers– plenty of terrible options for you to land on, missus!”
“Serial wife murderer?”
“Now who would miss a fellow like that? I can guarantee that the whole world would be better off without him in it, and that’s a fact.”
The hard worker
The compulsive liar
The animal torturer
The widower
The desperate businessman
The failed musician
The beloved son
“My husband is on here too,” you say. 
“Your husband Dave, yes. The wheel has to be fair, otherwise there’s simply no stakes.”
“I know what’s gonna happen,” you say, crossing your arms. “This wheel is rigged. I’m gonna spin it around, and it’ll go through all the killers and stuff, and then it’s gonna land on my husband no matter what.”
“Why, I would never disgrace the wheel that way,” the Devil says, wounded. “I swear on my own mother’s grave– may she never escape it. In fact, take one free spin, just to test it out! This one’s on me, no death, no dollars.”
You cautiously reach up to the top of the wheel and feel its heaviness in your hand. The weight of hundreds of lives. But also, millions of dollars. You pull the wheel down and let it go.
Clackity-clackity-clackity-clackity
Round and round it goes. 
The college graduate
The hockey fan
The Eagle Scout
The cold older brother
The charming younger brother
The two-faced middle child
The perfectionist
The slob 
Your husband Dave
Clackity-clackity-clackity.
Finally, the wheel lands on a name. A title, really.
The photographer
“Hmm, tough, missus, but that’s the way of the wheel. But hey, look! Your husband is allllll the way over here,” he points with his cane to the very bottom of the wheel, all the way on the other side from where the arrow landed. “As you can see, it’s not rigged. The wheel truly is random.”
“So… there really isn’t another catch?” You ask. 
“Isn’t it enough for you to end a man’s life? You need a steeper price? If you’re really such a glutton for punishment, I’ll gladly re-negotiate the terms.”
“No, no… wait.” You examine the wheel, glancing between it and the Devil.
You really could use that three million dollars. Newly married, new house, you and your husband’s combined debt– those student loans really follow you around. He’s quite a bit older than you, and even he hasn’t paid them off yet, to the point where the whole time you were dating you watched him stress out about money. You had to have a small, budget wedding, and a small, budget honeymoon. Three million dollars could be big for the two of you. You could re-do your honeymoon and go somewhere nice, like Hawaii, instead of just taking two weeks in Atlantic City. You deserve it. 
Even so, do you really want to kill an innocent photographer? Or an innocent seasonal allergy sufferer? Or an innocent blogger? Just because you don’t know or love these people doesn’t mean that someone doesn’t. 
The cancer survivor
The bereaved
The applicant
Some of these were so vague. They could be anyone, honestly. Your neighbors, your father, your friends…
The newlywed
The ex-gifted kid
The uncle
The Badgers fan
“My husband is a Badgers fan,” you say.
“How lovely,” the Devil says. 
Then it hits you.
Of course.
The weightlifter.
The careful driver.
The manager.
The claustrophobe.
Your husband Dave lifts weights at the gym twice a month. You wouldn’t call him a pro, but he does it. He also drives like he’s got a bowl of hot soup in his lap all the time, because he’s afraid of being pulled over. He just got promoted to management at his company, and he takes the stairs to his seventh-story office because he hates how small and cramped the elevator is.
“I get your game,” you announce. “You thought you could get me, but I figured you out, jackass!” “Oh really? What is my game, pray tell?” The Devil responds, leaning against his cane.
“All these different titles– they’re all just different ways to describe the same guy. My husband isn’t one notch on the wheel, he’s every notch. No matter what I land on, Dave dies. I’m wise to your tricks!” 
The Devil cackles. 
“You’re a clever one, that’s for sure. I thought you’d never figure it out.”
“Thanks but no thanks, man,” you say with a triumphant smirk. “I’m no rube. No deal. Take me back home.”
“As you wish, missus,” the Devil says. He snaps his fingers, and you’re gone, back to your brand-new house with your new husband. “Don’t say I never tried to help anyone.”
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epicnightm · 15 hours ago
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Wow It's so cool!!! Congratulations, I love it!!!
DTIYS!!!!!!!!!
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Pls reblog so everyone can see!! Masterpost here
Rules:
-No AI
-You can add characters,change the background... just keep the vibes similar!
-No Reposts
-Submissions after the deadline won´t be accepted
-Use the hashtag #epic1dtiys and tag me @epicnightm
to see your work!
-Human versions are allowed!
Deadline is the first day of March!!
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PRICES:
1st place: Fullbody fullcolored (max. 6 characters) (Ocs allowed)
2nd place: Halfbody fullcolored (max. 4 characters) (Ocs allowed)
3rd place: Just heads fullcolored (max. 2 characters) (Ocs Allowed)
Any question? feel free to ask!
And remember,the point of this is to have fun!!!!
Good luck!!
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giulscomix · 5 months ago
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I had the need to give my contribution to kick Valentino's ass badly saga, and the last line.. "Jesus!" "Not quite." from Lucifer tv show season 4 I thought would have fit so well 🤣😈🔥
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If interested, please send me a mail for more infos on prices: 📩 [email protected]
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loukhoart · 1 month ago
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Hi ! Love this girl so much, drawing her is so cool and relaxing ^^ Hope you'll enjoy it, guys !
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1dkh0wt0n4m3m7s3lf · 11 months ago
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AND YOU'RE TELLING ME LILITH LEFT THAT MAN
HE'S SO CUTE JUST LOOK AT HIM
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666candies · 5 months ago
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The Fairy of the Moon, circa 1891. Painted by Hermann Kaulbach.
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thewindowofthesummerhouse · 5 months ago
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Hellish Maggot
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weirdlookindog · 6 months ago
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John Martin (1789-1854) - Fallen Angels in Hell, c. 1841
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