#hels!False

[knightmare8]

Wow I totally didn’t forget to put this here! I participated in a fantastic hermit zine and decided to drop my Hels!False Regalia into the mix!

Go check out the Zine!!!

[lunarcrown]

Patho will allow ONE (1) person into his personal space and it’s a crimson jungle cursed wildman with a overactive lying bug named Dbubs who OVERACHIEVES in the “getting into your personal space” energy

And here he’s telling some extremely BS tall tale and patho is smiling under his mask at the obvious lying but the enjoyment of his voice nonetheless

Aqua made a fic that has this lil scene in it AND SO MUCH MORE!!!

[helielune]

zipper man //sketch

[favorite-lie]

recent art

[aquaquadrant]

See, you said we should make sure to have a lot of time to read this last chapter, but I wasn't expecting to need so much time that, when I started reading just after lunch, I would be interrupted only halfway through act two by my parents calling me for dinner. And I'm not a slow reader, certainly not (Even if I did have to take a mental wellness break of watching Ren wrangle armadillos between acts, but that was just half an hour).

I was not expecting it to be quite this long. That it made me cry though, that I did expect.

‘i was not expecting it to be quite this long’ YOU AND ME BOTH 😂⚰️

like ok i knew going into it that it’d be a lot bc there was a lot i wanted to cover, but was NOT thinking over 30k words long??? it’s ridiculous. but i’d already used every line in the song for chapter titles so i couldn’t split it up any more. c’est la vie. glad u enjoyed it tho!! 💃

[theminecraftbee]

false must have taken the memories in the divorce (with her clone)

i have like four different theories in my inbox. this is the one i’m going to go with though. it’s foolproof.

[aquelondungeonmaster]

I do have lots of thoughts about Impulse being the only member of Team STAR to not have a canonical doppelganger yet.  Some of those thoughts are “You could put him in a Situation about this!”

And also “if they made a Hermitgang cover they could call it Doppelgang”.

From left to right: Empires False, Goatman, Renbob, Impulse, Helsknight, Evil X, and Hels Mumbo.

[aquariium-ediits]

Okay uhm. Might go fully (ish???) inactive on here for a while for mental health reasons.

Reqs are closed and I'm gonna be trying to not post or really do anything for a bit. Mutuals, y'all might see me occasionally like your posts, if I do, yay, I still haven't totally quit, lmao.

I'm not planning on quitting, but my motivation has kinda just dropped to zero over the past few days. Unlike last time, I'm not gonna put an estimate to when I'll be back, because my mental health can be great one moment and then the next I'm needing to take serious breaks from basically everything.

Fear not, everyone's favorite mutual who never even talks to anyone on here is fine, I just need to officially stop thinking so much about this account and instead return to the whimsy of just watching as stuff happens on this silly lil website.

[calcium-rods]

I don't have any super defined alt/hels hermits but I think alternate Joe and alternate False would be allies. Maybe not friends, but more like evil business partners

[hermitcraftkinfessions]

guh. nothing tremendously serious but as a falsesymmetry fictionkin with memories from season Seven.. i seriously miss running for mayor!!like that was So fun right. even if i didnt win the election, i enjoyed running my campaign!

-anon 🏹🗝️

Fair enough!

-Mod hels

[my-timing-is-digital]

this seems like some kind of underground passage.

An underground passage? If she had truly discovered a subterranean corridor, that might significantly simplify their objective; the existence of such a passageway would profoundly facilitate their infiltrating the fortress, which implied they could remain under the radar until they had executed their clandestine mission. With finesse, and perhaps a flair of panache, the android hopped down a congregation of smooth boulders until he reached her position. Subsequently, he whipped out his tricorder and in one fluent motion flipped it open, upon which the device immediately sprang to life and started to scan and accumulate relevant data.

Quietly, the Commander approached the location of where the supposed entrance to the underground passage was situated. The design of the smooth limestone wall, chiselled with intricate markings of a foreign composition and arrangement, did not suggest its position could be altered — no matter how much force one would exert to coerce its movement. However, that did not deter the android, and neither would he disregard what Helena believed to have discovered so easily.

His chartreuse optical components surveyed the wall diligently, scrutinising every few millimetres with minute precision. The markings that, upon closer examination resembled some of the hieroglyphs native to ancient languages on Earth, were encompassed by a frame of a different material, heavier, intrinsically denser... Carefully, the android tapped his finger to the frame to ascertain what material was being obscured below the epidermal layer of carbonate sedimentary rock affixed to it. Two taps sufficed to conclude that the material underneath was iridium.

‘Mhm,’ he hummed ruminatively, his brows puckered as he slid his index finger down the length of the iridium frame disguised as limestone, the action itself exhibiting an almost intimate nature.

The unequivocal pull of a feeble magnetic presence tickled the circuitry and highly sensitive sensors in the pad of his slender finger. Evidently, the door was secured by a mechanism that may or may not be connected to a security system. This would complicate things...

‘I think you may be correct; this might be a door of some kind. However, the frame appears to be compounded of iridium and a mechanism that could either be a security system programmed to sound the alarm at the first sign of unauthorised access, or it is a highly complex and sophisticated lock that can only be opened from the inside, like an emergency exit,’ the android informed his companion, his eyes briefly oscillating from her to the door and back, ‘or both.’

[hybbart]

Day 2548: Tango and Wels sneak into the labs to destroy the bird call machine that captured Jimmy and the zombie, so they can escape once they rescue Jimmy. The building is littered with the remains of the old abandoned experiments that made the other False and Hels in the first place... And the unsuccessful leftovers of more recent ones...

[brokenmenswhore]

red riding hood | aemond targaryen

request from dms!

pairing: modern!aemond targaryen x fem!reader

summary: aemond no-shows picking you up for a halloween party, causing you to walk through the woods alone to get there. you suddenly get the sense that you’re being followed.

warnings: CONSENSUAL-NONCONSENSUAL (MDNI 18+), smut, slight knife play

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You had been waiting two and a half hours for Aemond to arrive, meaning you were officially late to Aegon’s annual Halloween party. You weren’t one to arrive early, but two and a half hours was already two and a half hours after the fashionably late time your boyfriend was supposed to fetch you.

You called his sister, Heleana, to see if maybe she knew where he was.

“Stark! What’s up?” she answered, clearly already buzzed.

“Have you seen Aemond?” you questioned, growing impatient.

“Thought he was with you?” she responded with another question. She saw the expression on your face, giving away that he was indeed not with you. “He should show up soon, Y/N. Is there anything you need?”

“No, I’m okay, thank you, Hel. I’ll see you soon,” you smiled, ending the call.

You decided to say fuck it. If he wouldn’t come get you, you could find your way on your own.

You had snuck through the woods to the Targaryen house a few times to see Aemond late at night, but you typically had Aemond on the other end of the phone guiding you. You had false confidence that you had done this enough to know the way by heart.

You walked further and further into the woods, your Red Riding Hood costume snagging on a few branches laying on the ground. You kept your red hood up, hoping it would help you blend in with the night easier. You realized you officially had no idea if you were going in the correct direction. All trees looked the same, and you weren’t even sure what the proper direction to turn around was.

You continued on regardless, determined to make it there yourself, when you began to hear the creaking of leaves under shoes behind you. With each step you took, it sounded as if there was one being taken a few feet behind you. You paused for a moment, contemplating your options, before you began sprinting.

You ran as fast as you could, weaving through the mess of trees as the noise behind you grew louder and louder. It was hopeless from the beginning, as the hooded assailant slammed your front into a tree, your back pressed into their chest.

You tried to writhe your way out of their grasp, but a strong hand pulled off your hood, a small, sharp blade pressed to the side of your neck.

The person behind you didn’t say a word, he just pushed your cloak up, hands finding their way to the garters you had on either thigh. One hand ran up to the strings of the corset right below your breasts, untying them enough to give your breasts more flexibility of movement.

Your skirt barely covered you, most of the costume coverage coming from the cape that was now pushed up above your skirt.

You continued to squirm, but the person behind you was too strong, and the blade against your neck was very real and very sharp.

He moved your underwear to the side, leaving your cunt exposed, and the head of his cock poked at your entrance. You didn’t even notice him take the time to free himself from his pants.

You gasped as he entered you in one thrust, his entire length bottoming out inside of you, forcing you roughly against the tree. Your body scraped against the bark again and again as he thrust up into you, snapping his hips at a violent pace.

His hand dropped his dagger, moving to the back of your head and gripping your hair into a ponytail, holding your head against the tree so you couldn’t turn around, while the other hand gripped your waist, holding you in place.

You moaned and whined at the harsh pace, tears beginning to form in your eyes as you tried to brace yourself against the tree with your hands. He didn’t like that.

He grabbed your hands, placing them behind your back, his pace never faltering. You cried out as the only thing holding your body against the tree now was your torso and your face, the sensation of the bark stinging as he pushed roughly in and out of you.

“Fuck!” you cried out, sniffling as tears continued to stream down your face.

Your hands still behind your back, he pulled out of you, pulling you off of the tree and forcing your body down to the ground, your front landing roughly on fallen leaves, dirt, and grass. You knew it would make your costume dirty, but you couldn’t do anything about it. You had no choice.

His teeth grazed the garter on your right thigh, biting and snapping it back down. He moved his mouth upwards until he was kissing in between your shoulder blades, his cock reentering you and immediately moving in and out at the same ruthless pace it just had been.

“P-please,” you pleaded, but you didn’t know if you were begging for him to stop or for release.

At your words, he shoved your face further into the dirt, signaling for you to shut up and take what he was giving you.

He fucked you hard, your skirt bouncing slightly around your waist with each thrust. You tried to push yourself up on all fours, and he let you, but not without a hand in your hair to keep you from turning your head around.

Every so often he groaned or growled, but wouldn’t speak to you, only letting out a carnal noise almost involuntarily.

Your walls started to convulse around him, squeezing him as you chased your high. When your climax finally came, he continued to fuck you through it, not even caring about the chance of overstimulation as he only worried about his pleasure.

His pace quickened even further, hips snapping into you faster than you thought possible as you milked him, is high hitting him quickly at the sensation. The overstimulation had you shaking, your high threatening to hit again from the feeling of it all. He kept your head still until he began to soften, pulling out and moving your underwear back in place, not caring about the sticky mess between your legs.

You rolled over, laying on your back on the ground. He stood up, offering you a hand to help you do the same. He pulled you up and you began to brush yourself off, but you were unsteady. You nearly fell, but he caught you, holding onto your waist to avoid your weakness taking over.

“Fucking hell, Aemond,” you sighed, pulling a leaf out of your hair.

He chuckled. “Was I too rough? Are you alright?”

You could tell he was concerned. “I’m alright” you assured him, “just a little wobbly.”

“When you told me you wanted to spice things up with tag in the woods, I thought that meant you could at least run a little faster,” Aemond teased, your mouth dropping open in offense.

“I’m fast,” you pouted, pulling your hood back up over your head, “maybe I was running slow on purpose.”

“Do you still want to go to the party?” Aemond asked as you stayed clinging onto him, your legs unsteady and shaking.

“Can you just call Aegon and tell them I’m sick?”

Aemond nodded and kissed your temple. “Of course. Let’s go.”

“I don’t know where we are,” you admitted.

“Oh come on,” Aemond laughed lifting your legs up so he was fully carrying you, headed out of the words back toward your house.

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tags: @slytherincursebreaker

[silverware-drawer]

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🦈 kocwillrock 🔁 philza

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and also because you don't tag the months-old interactions with mariana you keep reblogging and I don't wanna see that shit on my dash lmao

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Finally finished the enchants on my scythe. Going to test this shit on a dungeon run will update

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you can come over and test it on me instead if i'm closer. like not in a weird way you can just hit me and I'll tell you how close I am to dying, how much blood I've lost etc

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🔎 cellbo

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🔎 cellbo

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🔰 etoyless

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[azzayofchaos]

Can I ask about Stress and/or False in the mail demon au? Plz?

You may! <3

I did have help with some of the ideas in this au, so thank my lovely collaborator @queseresere for bits and pieces of it.

Stress:

- Owns a tattoo studio across from Iskall’s flower store.

- Part of the neighborhood across, I’m sure she’s joined the resistance against Red’s tyranny over the HOA

- She plays the table top game (d&d equivalent) Iskall DMs, called Vault Hunters. They’ve had two demon problems, firstly Etho, a regular player of course who keeps charming Iskall out of shopping money. Also Hels for a bit there…

- some of her tattoos; a stress monster, and an iskallium monster of course; green zinnias for friendship, nightshade blossoms, some classic roses, spiderwebs, some little angel wings, etc.

- no one fucks with her. (Well, no one but Iskall of course)

False:

- she came to town a year or two ago as a supernatural hunter/exorcist. Her attempts at bothering the mail demons was so thoroughly dismissed that she was baffled and quite charmed by them.

- Red King on the other hand? I mean, keep your friends close and your enemies closer… I wouldn’t say she’s actively trying to exorcise him anymore, especially with both of Ren’s significant others breathing down her neck, but she did start the Anti-Red King resistance in the Neighborhood and is doing her best to rally the troops and generally antagonize him. She still has a bromance with Ren though.

- she teaches kids martial arts as her main job right now. She’s still for higher if you have a ghost or a minor demonic problem… Convex should really see her about that…

- there’s so many ghosts in the river… why are there so many ghosts in the river…

[aquaquadrant]

pssst why is false's data weird?

oh yeah…

false backstory time: when the universe was trying to create her hels, it glitched, and she became false’s twin instead. surprise! it’s empires false.

here’s how a twin differs from a hels: twins are totally identical players, both in terms of base physical appearance and player data. they spawn together on their homeworld. neither twin is the ‘good’ or ‘bad’ one; they’re both a bit more complex than that.

making a hels is like, taking all the ‘bad’ stuff out of a bottle and dumping it into its own bottle, amplifying it in the process so it can fill the whole bottle. so you started with one bottle that had an even mix of good and bad, and ended with one bottle that has no bad stuff and one bottle chock full of bad stuff, way more than was in the original bottle (this is a generalization ofc and doesn’t apply to all hels situations).

BUT now imagine that after the bad bottle was made, there was an accident, and half of each bottle spilled into new bottles. so you have two bottles that each have half good and half bad. this might seem similar to the original bottle you started with, except remember that when the bad stuff got pulled out, it got amplified. so both bottles end up having more bad stuff than the original source, but not as much bad stuff as a true hels would.

if none of that makes sense, hopefully this shitty illustration on some scrap paper will make it more clear:

so like, instead of being one overworlder and one hels, they are two half-overworlder half-hels players. both false’s have the same data, here’s how u get it.

start w the original (what overworld false’s data would’ve been):

87d91548-6f18-491f-a267-7833caa5d7d8

make it hels (what her hels’s data would’ve been):

-8d7d5ssc3387-762a-t194-81t6-84519d78

combine first part of second one with second part of first one and stick the minus sign on the other side. now you’ve got twins:

8d7d5ssc3387-762a-t194-87d91548-6f18-

so yeah that’s false’s data. also assume i’m talking abt hermitcraft false when i say false, empires false will be e!false.