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[weewoo911]

Nurse!Tommy AU where he is somehow always working when Buck ends up in the emergency room

Buck acting a fool because he hasn’t yet realised he’s into the hot buff nurse, Tommy enjoying the banter with his cute patient but also getting incredibly exasperated because We really need to stop meeting like this, Evan

[drakewyne]

me, thinking of the dress:

me: CRAZY

( cw: dark au, ünternet au, referenced sw. )

ISO nancy: *fazing in. out. in mirror. kicking gogo boot up. little spin.*

black cat tim: *on computer* " . . . *stops typing* . . . *looks over shoulder* "weird that you have an Appearance."

ISO nancy: *scowling* "rude." *buzzing beside him* "weird You have an appearance. weird you have one and barely do anything With it. *moving his chin* 'cause i've seen a Lot worse."

tim: "i pull a lot with the leg harness."

ISO nancy: " . . . pull Yourself, maybe." *buzzing* "anyway, what's That mean? you sound Stupid. coadjutor ISOs like me are evolved to be appealing."

tim: "fucking- Gross."

ISO nancy: "no shit." *buzzing, semi fairy like in air* "but it's so we're more predisposed to be spoken to. we're relayers. we relay. shitheads in the ünternet Already try to keep it lowkey. if you have to talk, might as well be to someone cute. 's why you see a lot of old ISO co's in the club doing bottle service faking IR girlie realness."

tim: "what if they get Horny?"

ISO nancy: "that depends." ( "on what?" ) "do they have Credits?"

tim: "oh that is so Fucked."

ISO nancy: "it's a darkseid and sivana project that kuttler blew a load all over- it's not a family friendly Place."

tim: "what do you need credits for anyway? you have everything you need."

ISO nancy, looking in mirror: "yeah, it's swanky. but it's Expensive to be on the run. you have to get fake Algos, fake Authorization, fake Lives. and ISO derezzer bots got Good. i've had to restart a million times. I'm not biting it. No. Fucking. Way."

tim: "so you've Slept with these assholes?"

ISO nancy: "Also No Fucking Way! be a Million percent real! look, *crossing arms, hip jut* i'll do a lot of shit, but not that. also those guys have Zero loyalty. they'll report you Regardless. they got what they wanted! no more skin in the game."

tim: " . . . so how'd you get the money?"

ISO nancy: "ooh. very good question. back in the day, coadjutors logged all your shit. if you were getting too screwy, they kicked you. but not me. i saw the writing on the wall. i got the logged shit. but I had the idea of using it for nancy Good. give me Credits, Or i boot all your bullshit into the outer world."

tim: "extortion."

ISO nancy: "you better believe it. and Because i'm the one that won't boot you, i log Heavy. i can't dog the others. it's still pretty psychosexual. i get All the big weirdos. because when you're unbound by moral in a moralless place, what do you Want?"

tim: " . . . you want to be grounded." ( "uh huh." ) "and users can't really Kill or Get Killed there in a way that matters." ( "now you get it." ) "nancy. were you Charging guys to Debase themselves in the name of higher Consciousness?"

ISO nancy: "don't look so shocked! i let You do it for free."

tim: "you knowing my Bullshit gives me Nothing sexual."

ISO nancy: "then why do you get me Presents?"

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

The Hotel Chelsea (also known as the Chelsea Hotel and the Chelsea) is a hotel at 222 West 23rd Street in the Chelsea neighborhood of Manhattan in New York City. Built between 1883 and 1884, the hotel was designed by Philip Hubert in a style described variously as Queen Anne Revival and Victorian Gothic. The 12-story Chelsea, originally a housing cooperative, has been the home of numerous writers, musicians, artists, and entertainers, some of whom still lived there in the 21st century. As of 2022, most of the Chelsea is a luxury hotel. The building is a New York City designated landmark and on the National Register of Historic Places.

The front facade of the Hotel Chelsea is 11 stories high, while the rear of the hotel rises 12 stories. The facade is divided vertically into five sections and is made of brick, with some flower-ornamented iron balconies; the hotel is capped by a high mansard roof. The Hotel Chelsea has thick load-bearing walls made of masonry, as well as wrought iron floor beams and large, column-free spaces. When the hotel opened, the ground floor was divided into an entrance hall, four storefronts, and a restaurant; this has been rearranged over the years, with a bar and the El Quijote restaurant occupying part of the ground floor. The Chelsea was among the first buildings in the city with duplex and penthouse apartments, and there is also a rooftop terrace. The hotel originally had no more than 100 apartments; it was subdivided into 400 units during the 20th century and has 155 units as of 2022. The idea for the Chelsea arose after Hubert & Pirsson had developed several housing cooperatives in New York City. Developed by the Chelsea Association, the structure quickly attracted authors and artists after opening. Several factors, including financial hardships and tenant relocations, prompted the Chelsea's conversion into an apartment hotel in 1905. Knott Hotels took over the hotel in 1921 and managed it until about 1942, when David Bard bought it out of bankruptcy. Julius Krauss and Joseph Gross joined Bard as owners in 1947. After David Bard died in 1964, his son Stanley operated it for 43 years, forming close relationships with many tenants. The hotel underwent numerous minor changes in the late 20th century after falling into a state of disrepair. The Krauss and Gross families took over the hotel in 2007 and were involved in numerous tenant disputes before the Chelsea closed for a major renovation in 2011. The hotel changed ownership twice in the 2010s before BD Hotels took over in 2016, and the Chelsea reopened in 2022.

Over the years, the Chelsea has housed many notables such as Arthur Miller, Bob Dylan, Arthur C. Clarke, Patti Smith, Robert Mapplethorpe, and Virgil Thomson. The Chelsea received much commentary for the creative culture that Bard helped create within the hotel. Critics also appraised the hotel's interior—which was reputed for its uncleanliness in the mid- and late 20th century—and the quality of the hotel rooms themselves. The Chelsea has been the setting or inspiration for many works of popular media, and it has been used as an event venue and filming location.

Over the years, the Chelsea has become particularly well-known for its residents, who have come from all social classes. The New York Times described the hotel in 2001 as a "roof for creative heads", given the large number of such personalities who have stayed at the Chelsea; the previous year, the same newspaper had characterized the list of tenants as "living history". The journalist Pete Hamill characterized the hotel's clientele as "radicals in the 1930s, British sailors in the 40s, Beats in the 50s, hippies in the 60s, decadent poseurs in the 70s". Although early tenants were wealthy, the Chelsea attracted less well-off tenants by the mid-20th century, and many writers, musicians, and artists lived at the Hotel Chelsea when they were short on money. Accordingly, the Chelsea's guest list had almost zero overlap with that of the more fashionable Plaza Hotel crosstown. New York magazine wrote that "people who lived in the hotel slept together as often as they celebrated holidays together", particularly under Stanley Bard's tenure. Despite the high number of notable people associated with the Chelsea, its residents typically desired privacy and frowned upon those who used their relationships with their neighbors to further their own careers.

The Hotel Chelsea has housed numerous literary figures, some of whom wrote their books there. Arthur C. Clarke wrote 2001: A Space Odyssey while staying at the Chelsea, calling the hotel his "spiritual home" despite its condition. Thomas Wolfe lived in the hotel before his death in 1938, writing several books such as You Can't Go Home Again; he often walked around the halls to gain inspiration for his writing. William S. Burroughs also lived at the Chelsea. While living at the Chelsea, Edgar Lee Masters wrote 18 poetry books, often wandering the hotel for hours. Welsh poet Dylan Thomas (who lived with his wife Caitlin Thomas) was staying in room 205 when he became ill and died in 1953, while American poet Delmore Schwartz spent the last few years of his life in seclusion at the Chelsea before he died in 1966. Irish poet Brendan Behan, a severe alcoholic who had been ejected from the Algonquin Hotel, lived at the hotel for several months before his death in 1964. Many poets of the Beat poetry movement also lived at the Chelsea before the Beat Hotel in Paris became popular.

Other authors, writers, and journalists who stayed or lived at the hotel have included: Henry Abbey, poet Nelson Algren, writer Léonie Adams, poet; lived with husband William Troy Sherwood Anderson, writer Ben Lucien Burman, writer Henri Chopin, poet and musician Ira Cohen, poet and filmmaker Gregory Corso, poet Hart Crane, poet Quentin Crisp, writer and actor Jane Cunningham Croly, journalist Katherine Dunn, novelist and journalist Edward Eggleston, writer James T. Farrell, novelist Allen Ginsberg, poet John Giorno, poet Maurice Girodias, publisher Pete Hamill, journalist Bernard Heidsieck, poet O. Henry, writer Herbert Huncke, poet Clifford Irving, novelist and reporter Charles R. Jackson, author Theodora Keogh, novelist Jack Kerouac, writer Suzanne La Follette, journalist John La Touche, lyricist Jakov Lind, novelist Mary McCarthy, novelist and political activist Arthur Miller, playwright Jessica Mitford, author Vladimir Nabokov, novelist Eugene O'Neill, playwright Joseph O'Neill, novelist Claude Pélieu, poet and artist Rene Ricard, poet James Schuyler, poet Sam Shepard, playwright and actor Valerie Solanas, writer Benjamin Stolberg, publicist and author Richard Suskind, children's writer William Troy, critic; lived with wife Léonie Adams Mark Twain, writer Gore Vidal, writer Arnold Weinstein, librettist Tennessee Williams, playwright Yevgeny Yevtushenko, poet

The Chelsea was particularly popular among rock musicians and rock and roll musicians in the 1970s. These included Sid Vicious of the Sex Pistols, who allegedly stabbed his girlfriend Nancy Spungen to death at the hotel in 1978; after Vicious's death, their room was split into two units to prevent the room from being turned into a shrine. Numerous rock bands frequented the Chelsea as well, including the Allman Brothers, the Band, Big Brother and the Holding Company, the Paul Butterfield Blues Band, the Byrds, Country Joe and the Fish, Jefferson Airplane, Lovin' Spoonful, Moby Grape, the Mothers of Invention, Quicksilver Messenger Service, Sly and the Family Stone, and the Stooges. The Kills wrote much of their album No Wow at the Chelsea prior to its release in 2005. The Grateful Dead once performed on the roof.

[Chris Stein]

[sillyhahasilly]

Caldre yuri sleepovers??

What would they do, what games would callie like, would andrea make her sleep on the floor?

that kinda thing would be rlly cute!!

omg such a good idea!!! thx anon xx

I already think that caldre would sleep over all the time in canon, but this would happen even more if they were yuri. Sleepovers literally every weekend, sometimes during some weekdays if their parents are feeling nice. Picture the amount of time the girls spent together in the movie Thriteen, if ur familar. I think caldre as girls would feel free to spend that time together without toxic masculinity and the norm for female friendships.

They would mostly sleepover at Andrea's house because she doesn't have any younger siblings to bother them. At first, that's all they ever did. When they sleep over there, they spent more time inside the house and in Andrea's room and basement. Especially the basement. The basement is their hangout spot to do pretty much anything. Almost all of the Zero Day planning happened down there. That is were they spend the night together usually, too. Andrea sleeps on an old couch and Cal (I think Callie would still use the nickname), sleeps on couch cushions that they pull off the couch from its back, flush with where Andrea sleeps. So, yeah, Andrea makes her sleep on the floor. Sometimes Cal does bully Andrea into switching with her, or she falls asleep on the couch and Andrea just can't bring herself to move her. They only sleep in Andrea's room if they have been out all day and are too tired to set up the basement. Their, they both share the bed.

Andrea's parents are always so welcoming and like another home to Cal, but Andreas mom still came to Andrea one night to say that it's getting too much. Andrea, obv, was pissed and said some things that got them banned from any out of school hangouts for a week. But afterward, Andrea asked, "what if we went to Cal's instead?" and her mom couldn't argue w that.

So, they started to sleepover there on occasion. When they plan on staying the night at Cal's house, they typically go out because of Cal's siblings. That could be anything from walking in circles at the park for hours or lying to parents that they are going to hangout with other people so they can walk around in circles for hours AND mess w people or... I don't think they would do much lol. They spent a lot of time just being with each other, talking and planning and being losers lowkey. They both share Cal's twin bed to sleep and end up cuddling a lot. They pretend that the reason they haven't figured out a separate makeshift bed for Andrea to sleep in while she's over is not bc they enjoy sleeping so close but bc they are js lazy.

They do drugs a lot during sleepovers. Mainly weed but sometimes they get drunk if Andrea can get her hands on something. At Andrea's house they get high late at night in the basement. At Cal's they get high in some unused park and walk home when it has mostly worn off.

For sleepover activities that I haven't yet mentioned... they talk so much shit. They talk shit all the time but there is something special about talking shit at a girl sleepover. If you know you know. They play lots of video games together late into the night. Watch movies in Andrea's basement on a VHS player... mostly shitty horror or suspense. They rewatch their favorites a lot together when there is nothing else to say. Cal would like the video games a lot. I think she would try to get Andrea to play stupid slumber party games like spin the bottle (esp if they are intoxicated already) and truth or dare. To which Andrea responds that they are the only 2 people here, you fucking idiot.

I've written this in my prev caldre yuri posts, that Cal once messed up her hair really bad with box dye but Andrea helped her fix it with loads of clarifying shampoo. I think both events happened at one of their sleepovers.

They can get pretty touchy with eachother late at night. Leaning on, laying on, sometimes even full on cuddling that was not the result of sleep. Cal plays with Andrea's hair a lot too.

[white-weasel]

Zero Time Dilemma’s trash disposal room decision game could be modified to make a very interesting Saw trap for a group setting imo

For those unfamiliar with zero escape (probably most people reading this lol), the set up of the scenario is that there are three people who know and care for each other. One person is trapped in the garbage disposal room/incinerator, but can still talk with and see the other two. Another person is restrained within a chair with a revolver locked into position and aiming directly at their head. Finally, the third person is in the same area as the second and has free range of motion. Within zero escape the idea is that person three has an allotted amount of time to make a choice. If they do nothing, the incinerator will activate and kill the person inside. However, if the gun is fired, then the door will open and free the person trapped inside. To complicate matters, the gun is loaded with 3 bullets and 3 blanks. So basically it’s the trolley problem with probability. You can do nothing and know 100% that the person in the incinerator will die or you can take action and be left with a 50% probability of killing another person

Now we’ve seen some similar stuff in the Saw movies, where the fates of others are left to the choices made by the one being tested. Saw 3 and Saw 6 come to mind when I think about traps where the victims weren’t really in control of their own fate. I think it’d be interesting for the twist here to be no matter what the person does, the other person doesn’t die. This was never going to end in death. Instead, it’s actually just the prequel to a group game for all three people to go through their own tests where they can each affect the outcome through their actions. But of course this beginning challenge would sow discord immediately among the group, making it harder for them to overcome things and work together. I’m imagining these people would be similar to the Fatal Five in that at least part of their test would be to overcome their selfish nature, but they would also all know each other directly before the games begin

(Also picture of some official art of what it looks like in Zero Escape below the cut for anyone who’s interested I guess. I just love it so much)

[zappedbyzabka]

talking about monsters, werewolf kreese....

Absolutely. GENIUS ideas. Big fuckin brain.

I’ve always loved werewolf Kreese because he’s the one that trained Red Riding Hood (Johnny) and all the little piggies.

Hairy chest and arms🥰

Papa wolf wearing granny’s apron

Are we talking about the kind of werewolf that just looks like a really big wolf after turning or are we talking about this? Because it changes things.

He’d never have a varsity jacket, that was a thing for the guys Betsy dated before him. He preferred something fit for meeting any broad’s dad in. Slacks with a clean, well-ironed shirt and shiny shoes will always do the trick in first impressions with nearly anyone. And when he still had his uniform, there were plenty of busty khaki wackies to keep him company.

But as he grew older, he started dressing like someone you could just guess would turn into a werewolf. Something like a lumberjack with concerningly pointy canines.

His sergeant could have turned him (if he wasn’t born a werewolf), and maybe that had a hand in his decision to let him fall into the pit of snakes.

Terry always knew his secret. Kreese was a bit vulnerable after everything. His girl’s death, the trauma of war, and being turned into a fucking werewolf—he had to tell someone and he knew Twig was too devoted to blabber.

He bought a whole field in the middle of nowhere with a load of sheep and goats for him to rip through on full moons, and John would wake up naked in their carnage. It wasn’t what he’d have liked to do with his free time, but he became absolutely ravenous and possessed, unable to stop himself.

Terry would be there by helicopter the next morning with towels and food a normal human would eat, his hair coated in pomade.

It was a jarring difference, being next to his elegant friend wearing pristine clothes when he’s bare and covered in blood, still has death stuck in his throat and the cracks of his teeth when Terry’s are white as the coke he snorts off his pinky after asking him what it felt like. Too excited to hear the gruesome details, but it was only Kreese’s second time turning and he didn’t remember anything but noise.

“It felt like eating something alive.” is what he decided to say.

“Sounds fun, I’m envious.”

He grew sick of being powerless and started doing the bullshit meditation that Terry was always trying to get to get him to do, fluffing up the act like a pillow, saying how it helps you ‘gain control’.

(”It’s the next thing to nirvana if you take just a pinch of peyote beforehand. Oh, captain, I was sitting on my floor straight-backed for five hours with zero boredom—”

“Just show me how to do this damn thing! It’s infuriating enough that I have to do this.”

Terry narrowed his eyes at him, hands on his hips. “Seon demands the admission of ignorance. Remember that, John. ”

He grabbed two cushions in placed them on the floor across from each other, sitting cross-legged on one “Now, shall we?”)

He didn’t fog up his mind with drugs, but he wrote down everything Twig taught him, calmed his mind, and accepted the fact that he didn’t know how to control the beast yet. He meditated every night, focused on every feeling, and explored every nook and cranny in his brain—though, a lot of things were figuratively covered up in tarps.

He found that one day, he had the steering wheel. His unwanted shifts were less frequent and he learns to change on command.

He’s never clear-headed as a furry monster, but he’s still aware enough in it. It’s no longer like taking a backseat in his body and watching himself do things.

(There is a possibility he could still lose control....COUGH)

I know he’d purposely shift and fuck around with teenagers trying to play hooky/canoodling in the woods by chasing them to their cars. Make everyone think they have a wolf problem in LA.

Probably would do it to the Cobras and see how they’d react in the face of danger. (real nice, Kreese.)

Does he tear people he hates limb from limb sometimes? Who knows. He definitely ponders it.

Or yknow, maybe he was just born as one and this universe has all sorts of creatures, ûwhich is an au I ADORE. Maybe he was always comfortable as a shifter and has total power over it. He’s a weapon in two forms, deadlier than a Cobra: that doesn’t sound like a problem to him.

He has always had that carpet on his chest and a viciousness inside so.

(And let me not get into him having ruts and turning pussy whipped—which includes ass. Just getting absolutely parched for it and humping against furniture, making guttural sounds like an animal and fucking his hand like he’s trying to give himself friction burn. Poor guy has no good place to pop a knot—or does he ?)

[rosesloveletters]

Hi Rose!!!! <3 This is a free gush-all-you-want -pass for you to talk about Wonka 🎟️ It's sad that you're not feeling well, I'm sending loads of good vibes your way!!!! ✨⭐💫 - Mags

so what I am hearing is...this is my ✨golden ticket✨ to talk about him as much as I want😂

Thank you so much, dear. I wish I felt better, I really do. I'm just...at a bit of a crossroads in my life. I know what I want, but I have zero idea how to get there. I want to make the effort to achieve what I want, I just don't know what steps to take, who to talk to, etc.

Anyway...

Wonka is just so special to me. I don't know why I care so deeply for him, but I think part of it is that he (and the film as a whole) takes me back to a time when I was relatively happy. The year that I was in the play was very difficult for me and I didn't have much support, but that all changed because of the play and how it kind of eased me into my first year of high school. I also had my first crush at the time and he and I started bonding during the first few weeks of rehearsals. It was also fall when I was in the play, so the weather was nice and cozy and comfortable. I still remember that it was brisk and rainy on the day of my first rehearsal and when I got home, my mom had made these rosemary dinner rolls that are so good. She bakes them in a metal skillet with actual fresh rosemary on top and that was the first time I ever had them. She doesn't make them very often and I always think about that time whenever I eat them.

I think about the fun I had, connections I made, etc. every time I watch the film or see Wonka. Because literally everything changed after that play was over. Wonka just...he makes me think of hope. When I was in the play, I was so filled with hope, for high school, for a potential (good) boyfriend, for friends that would treat me right, etc. I didn't get to have any of that back then, but when I was surrounded by the film and everything, I had the hope that I would get to experience those things and I didn't know that I wouldn't.

I guess I just want to have that hope again, but it's so much more difficult once you've been hurt to feel as hopeful as I did when I was a child. I wish I wasn't grown up and, with Wonka, I can pretend I don't have to be. I can have unconditional love, I can have support come to me in the form of what I most am needing, I don't have to feel guilty for taking up space and for just existing.

And someone would be in love with me, even though I'm boring and too serious and too quiet and am mediocre in terms of looks. None of that would matter to him and I can pretend it wouldn't. I could be loved just for being me and wouldn't have to do or to be anything special. I could be the destination for once, rather than just being a stop along the way. People are always phasing in and out of my life, but for once I want to be the end goal. I've been a place-holder in so many people's lives and when someone better comes along, they just leave. He wouldn't do that to me because I'd be the one he wants. I'd be the one because he wants me for me, not because I'm convenient.

He's just...so special to me. He inspires me and makes me want to indulge my creative side. I don't get to write as much as I wish I did and if I existed with him, I know he'd do everything in his power to make it more convenient and easy for me to spend time creating.

I'm not saying that I'll marry him, because in the past that's not always gone so well with F/Os, but I will say that if he were real, he had better be picking out a ring...

[fallenwhumpee]

Just Rest

Whumpay Day 4: Passing Out From Pain • Masterlist •

Warnings: Blood, stabbing.

It was too late when Leader noticed the failsafe Whumper prepared. They shouted everyone to get out, run, but none of them was expecting a trap tied to Whumper's vitals.

Leader should have known something was wrong when Whumper challenged them one-in-one. Leader should have known Whumper wouldn't solely rely on Leader’s dedication to the traditions and honour.

Leader should have known, because they knew Whumper better than anyone else.

Leader laughed with Whumper, their swords hitting together with sheer strength on both sides. A friendly spar was a good way to get their stress out. As the sole heir of the two most influential families in their village, they were always compared to each other for leadership, but they couldn't bear the idea of competing against each other.

They broke free from the position, panting in unison. A pause for breath while plotting their next move.

They knew swords were useless against modern-day weapons, but their village was living in the traditions and legacy.

One of that legacy was the sword forms. While the basics were told every child by their oldest sword wielders, every family developed their own. Their moves were their honour. They would never pick up another weapon to fight each other or make moves against the rules.

Leader was a fool. They should've known. Whumper never respected the terms of the duel. They shouted again, knowing there was no way to stop the timer, but they could evacuate. Whatever Whumper set was something about the building. A bomb, probably. They had a few more turns, and they would be safe.

Whumper stroke first, bored of waiting. As their family's sword, Whumper's sword was strong, aiming to overpower the opponent with sudden attacks.

Leader diverted the strike, their footwork causing their hair to swing. Their sword also followed their family, elegant and strong. Their sword held honour. Their sword was their shield, and their body was their weapon. They used Whumper's strength to unbalance them, heavy and fast weapon faltering but not giving them opening.

Leader struggled to run, they were bleeding out. Their time was running out, and the way seemed longer than it actually was. They bitterly thought if this was how they were going to die. Bleeding out from their leg. Assuming the failsafe trap didn't kill them first.

Diverting Whumper wasn't enough. They knew it. They had to drag this spar as long as they could to make sure Whumper got rid of all the stress the village loaded on them at their last public spar, which, again, won by Leader. It was upsetting their friend deeply, Leader knew, but pretending to lose would anger Whumper. They didn't want to lose their friend for something like this.

Leader waited for the next strike, their arms beginning to ache after hours of private training at their home. Whumper didn't disappoint, another strike falling to Leader's sword like a hammer. They moved with the familiarity of the years, and their trust was causing it to look like a dance. They were free to try out the moves they invented, no one was around to judge, and it gave the spar the colour it needed to look like an art piece.

Gas began to fill the corridors through vents when the timer hit zero. People bowed, covering their face with thir clothes and kept running, Leader shouting them to keep calm. As the gas touched their open wounds, Leader bit back screams, their skin too cold and too hot at the same time, pain tearing them from inside.

Leader didn't notice the audience gathering, too caught up with the spar. But Whumper did, and they thought it was a good time to take Leader down. Leader held their weapon steady, and when the thing came to endurance, Leader would always win. Whumper's distracted gaze gave Leader the opening they needed. Whumper fell as their sword slipped from their grasp, Leader standing over them, smiling.

Their vision was blurring, and all they could think was pain, slowly taking over their skin and senses one by one, threatening their thoughts.

Leader held their sword to Whumper's neck. The audience cheered, and Leader looked at them with confusion. Whumper drew their dagger, and stroke. A disgraced move, to strike when your opponent wasn't looking, when you were beaten. Dishonourable, meaning that the alliances would never work out because of the willingness to abandon the way for victory. Whumper would win the duel, but they would fail to win the trust that a leader should have.

The door was so close, and most of the people were out, they could make it, they could all make it–

Leader couldn't twist their sword fast enough to block the dagger, they were late, and Whumper stroke their shoulder, missing their chest as Leader tried to get away from the strike–

Everyone got out, but the door collapsed, leaving Leader trapped in the corridor filling with gas.

All they could think was pain, cutting through their skin, and they could feel all of their wounds opening as the gas touched their skin, present or healed, blood dripping down from their clothes. Their knees hit the floor, nausea hitting them like the strikes of Whumper. They could hear the shouts and rocks falling - or being removed - distant, but they couldn't call them back. The air they desperately sucked was not enough.

Whumper stabbed and pulled the dagger, Leader looking at them with shock and pain - of the wound and betrayal - stumbled back, their eyes losing its focus and body shaking before collapsing. Whumper rushed to them, their anger quickly replaced with worry.

"Did it worth it?" Leader stuttered as Whumper caught them. Blood was slowly painting their clothes red. "Did this earn the loyalty of people? Admiration?"

Leader gasped, and they thought they imagined Whumper for a second. But they were real, limping towards them. Whumper knelt next to Leader, also crying with pain.

"I didn't want this!" Whumper nearly cried, eyes shining with tears and anger. They lifted Leader and passed them to the crowd gathering. "Just rest." They didn't apologise, for it would be a lie. But the battle of their swords was won, leadership lost, which was all Whumper wanted.

"Did it worth it?" Leader forced out.

"Just rest." Whumper muttered weakly.

And despite being at the opposite sides, fighting against each other for so long, harming each other more than any other being, they leaned onto each other and faced the pain together, just like they did before everything fell apart. Leader closed their eyes, and pain shutting down their body to a restless sleep.

[every-dayiwakeup]

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Tagged by @fizzigigsimmer (thank you 💖💖)

Hell is empty (and all the devils are here) : 👑🌊

Twelve minutes past midnight, the whole street is dark, save for the stubborn flickering at 4819 Cherry Lane. 

Someone was alive in that house—someone who shouldn’t be.  

Waiting in the guise of night and foliage, his end was coming. 

Tonight, Death would take the last Hargrove in her arms, once her dutiful servant sealed his fate.  All she needed was a nudge. 

2. Bookworm Buddies: 🌊& 📔

When Nancy turned eighteen, her father divorced Karen and bought a house by Steve's that had been on the market for two years. Billy Hargrove had become a new fixture in her life when Steve started bringing him around, and sure, at first, it was awkward, but after she blurted out, “My mother shouldn’t have said those things to you. I’m sorry,” Billy shook his head, eyes wide, and replied, “You didn’t do anything wrong.” Then a quiet, “But thanks.” 

3. Billy & the Kids: 🌊

Long story short, Steve’s been surviving on zero sleep and five cups of coffee a day, so Billy decides to take a load off by suggesting that he can watch the kids. Steve drops them off at the pool, and Billy learns that the shit birds’ summer break has been... hazardous to say the least.

4. Be Mine, Valentine: 🌊👑

Billy knows his attention shouldn’t be directed at the back of the class but at the front, where their art teacher, Mrs. Hansen has yet to explain their assignment. However, she wasn’t Steve Harrington, so she would have to wait.

Brown eyes meet blue, and the unthinkable happens: Steve smiles at him for the first time since the tall boy got braces. It’s a stiff, awkward smile, and his goggles are digging into his cheeks, but he’s smiling! At him!

(a neil-free fic)

5. Fighting Noises: 👑🌊

Steve had been against the idea from the start, but once Billy decided something, he was just as immovable as Steve. Plus they had just started dating, and the last thing Steve wanted was for their spark to fizz out so soon. 

Whatever it takes to be happy, right?

Now, as Billy strides toward him wearing his best “I hate you” face, Steve really wishes he’d pushed a little more. 

*****

No pressure tags: @kittyphoenix12-xx @robthegoodfellow @mourntheantagonist

[dimalink]

Space Oval 9

Three dimensional scene for today based on space and space base. And such a small robots from videogame Doom 3 in the very beginning. Which are like spiders are running all over the base. They are mechanical. They are small size and rather fast they can run. They open the doors in the very beginning. And also a theme of shadowed a dark tone space base. It is mainly dark and low light sources.

And this is my three-dimensional scene based on. It is third learning study scene, and last. It is made as a scene or a picture from possible videogame. Game is runner. Run here and there. About a robot of Oval form with legs. Which is moving. And need to move left or right and avoid a walls. It can be view from backside or from a side a little from forward side. Or even a free three dimensional camera view.

Oval  9 - type of mechanical robots. It is like egg with legs. They are doing noise with their legs while they move. And they all the time are in move. They are moving about a big little roads. And as a navigation they use this setup walls. This means robot needs to avoid obstacle and change course. From this roads it is built their working space.

They are like roads in anthill. Robots are rather standalone. And they can built a complex tech. Robots are came from constellation egg, that was discovered in 2100 year. A little constellation. Several planets. But everyone does not find an intelligence robots. Planets are empty. And they looks like a deserts. And interstellar space in this space region has some space stations with robots Ovel 9. They are like ants and they are all the time moving by this roads. By moment of their detection, they already built a big 9 in space. A space construction that looks like number 9. And they continue to built it. It is a big space station.

 And with those robots it is even a setup contact. They are not evil and not aggressive. Small and controlled from a distance robot fly to their place. And robot egg reaches him. It stands for several minutes. Then it has come several more such a robot eggs. They scanned a guest. About a ten minutes later. They send him a signal with radio frequency 0. With information in a several millions zero. So, it was a first contact.  It was nothing left, but to send them some information coded in binary code. It is not clear do they understand it or not correctly. But robots as they receive information immediately starts to run to the center of their 9 constructions. And they have there a big computer. And they collect a data into it.

This computer just keeps binary codes and can to work with it. Even explorers from Earth has some access ands ability to work with it a little. Computers looks, lie they are... Something like alive. And give access to his resources. Or no to give a permission. It says this is because of high load of his channel. Explores badly understand they way they speaks. A robots by the way, looks like get all information right.

So, it was a connect. They call this word connect to network. They give a permission to explorers to use a little resource of their computer. In exchange that explorers will do a retranslates items of signal channel line to their star. So, it was done.

Robots Ovel 9 – are standalone personalities. But they have ability to use a connect by network in multi process task mode to other users in network. They way to speak it is binary code. And their main center – it is their computer. Which collect all the data and do organize their activity. So, computer do a complex calculations too. And robots do no give access to this calculations.

One of the robots tells more about himself. It is idea that they can share a resource. It means that you can connect to a robot. Some other robot, or computer or someone else. And to be a second operator. And in this mode robot itself can have a rest. In a free time. He built in his mind a fractals. And have endless dive into them. It is something like a sleep.

So you right now has a connection as a second operator to such robot Oval 9 and bring new data to their computer. Then they will tell a little more about who they are. In exchange about information about planet Earth, Solar system, and those who lives there. And what technology is there, what is level of progress.

In exchange they will tell more about themselves. Who they are, how they works. And why they built all these. And even can share a resource from one of their computer. And give permission from time to time to connect as a second operator.

They can built a big wire all around planet Earth. If it is a central plant for humans. And built there a computer, just like they have. They are having a termoatomic sintez. And they will need energy of our sun. And also it will be good to built a retranslation network straight to Earth.

In exchange you will know where they come from. They show to you, their planet. It has lots of power wires. It is a network of wires. And computers. There are constructions that built new robots. And there are big atomic powerplants that’s gives energy to the network. Robots do not know who built them. But they already about 100000000000 their cycles acts like standalone. And they have never seen anyone with intelligence mind. They think their existence is random. As your also. That’s why they have idea to exchange data. And make a connection.

Bring them this data. And let’s see.

Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more.

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[neverendingparable]

👍 Reccomended

5.3 hrs on record

As a mother of four, I loved The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe (Christmas Edition)! I had never played The Stanley Parable before, but my kid's invited me to play this version to get a 'festively-themed' understanding of the game. I think they were getting sick of me not getting there references. LOL!! Now, I finally understand all the 'Narrators' and 'Settings People' that they go on about, And I got to get in the Christmas spirit with it!

Would reccomend to anyone who wants a fun game to play or to understand what their 12 y.o is going on about now HAHA!!!!!

- Erica xoxxo

[ericareid38374]

👎 Not Reccomended

1.2 hrs on record

THIS WHOLE GAME IS A JOKE 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 I WAS TOLD I WOULD GET A CHRISTIAN STORY ABOUT THE IMPORTANCE OF DEVOTING YOURSELF TO YOUR JOB 🤬🤬 WHAT WERE THE DEVELOPERS THINKING MAKING THESE GUYS KISS FUCKING FUMING WE CANT SHOW THIS TOO OUR CHILDREN

ZERO STARS DO NOT PLAY !

[bg__seth_]

👎 Not Reccomended

9.0 hrs on record

'The Stanley Parable (Christmas Edition)' is certainly an interesting concept. I can see where the appeal might arise- that of expanding the game's horizons, or providing a furthering level of social commentary now the worldbuilding has grown more solidified in the face of TSP:UD. However, what the game represented was not this. The whole package reeks of desperation and pandering; pandering to an audience that I do not think truly exists. TSP:UDCE is a constant reusing, recycling and repackaging of concepts that were old and tired when they first appeared in the game, and are now simply sickening to see draped in Christmas lights and baubles and thrown in front of the player in lieu of anything new or innovative. This makes TSP:UD seem fresh and exciting, and I did not think even a full craniotomy could get me to type those words.

As a fan of the original TSP, it has been highly disappointing to see an idea that was once so impactful fall so far. TSP:UDCE reeks of desperate attempts to "play it safe"- but "playing it safe" has never been the subject of appeal that got the game where it was to begin with. If you want a "safe" game, I believe Hogwarts Legacy is on sale at this very moment.

I urge the creators to find a new market and new ideas, and to stop clinging desperately to the fifteen minutes of fame that the original provided.

I urge anyone else reading this to not waste your time with this product. In fact, I urge you to close your eyes and imagine you never saw it in the first place.

[goatscheese]

👍 Reccomended

0.4 hrs on record

👍

[iewis_]

👍 Reccomended

3.2 hrs on record

i loved the bit where the narrator was like "its The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe Christmas Edition)™ time and then Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe Christmas Edition)™ed all over the place

[thenarratorsgiantcock]

👎 Not Reccomended

6.6 hrs on record

didnf get to see the narrators Christmas socks. 0/10.

[auaighed7]

👎 Not Reccomended

3.4 hrs on record

STILL NO NARTATOR SEX SCENE

[gdsss888]

👍 Reccomended

5.6 hrs on record

Did you get the Christmas Broom Closet Ending? The Christmas Broom Closet Ending was my favourite.

[xxsaelsamainxx]

👍 Reccomended

9.3 hrs on record

booted up the game. game attempted to load 184 models of birds and immediately crashed. had to restart my whole computer 10/10 no notes

[hilly_b]

👍 Reccomended

3.4 hrs on record

Soaking my festive stanlurine in milk and throwing him at the wall

[fishussy89]

👎 Not Reccomended

4.7 hrs on record

I would say don't waste ur time on this but theres only like ten minutes of new content anyway

Lol

At least the devs made it free ig

[always__s1lent]

👎 Not Reccomended

2.2 hrs on record

WHAT THE FUCKKKK... WHY IS NOBODY TALKING ABT THENFUCKING IMAGES DEVS WHAT THE HELL

[blackbirofl]

👎 Not Reccomended

4.3 hrs on record

let me kiss ulmar deluxe or else.COWARDSSSSS

[percyfi223]

[yowlthinks]

Reforming Heaven and Hell: Road to Efficiency

I keep thinking about how Heaven and Hell might be reformed in s3, and I just had a brainwave moment! It is a bonkers idea, but I feel like it has potential 😁

What if Heaven does not process the souls immediately, but just stores them, kinda stashes them till the second coming and the final judgement?

So Hell is full-on processing souls and administering punishments. They are understaffed and on half-rations because they are run off their feet by the amount of souls they need to process and manage. They are not very well organised, so this adds to the load. They are also not spending time training, because they have enough to do (hence the absolute shambles as they stormed the bookshop). They are admin staff and have been for millenia. But they also deal with humans quite a bit, so they have a better idea of how they behave (marked difference from angels, who have practically zero clue)

On the other hand angels just stash those souls and spend their time training and doing military exercises. In their free time maybe some are pushing the chance evolution paths, or are just sitting there being utterly bored (like Muriel was). We have seen that most of them appear to be soldiers, also Gabriel very much expects Aziraphale to be a soldier, rather then anything else.

So perhaps in S3 all of this comes up in something like this:

Michael: Well, we need to really crack on with the Second Coming cause the storage space is getting tight.

Aziraphale: What storage space?

- the storage space for the souls! We need to do the final accounting and once this is done start building the heavenly kingdom.

- We haven't made a heavenly space for them yet?!

- Well, no, of course not, how would we know how big to make it?!

- I wonder how hell manages to do that! They process them right away!

Shax: oh, it's an absolute shit show

Furfur: but we can train you up if you like. Perhaps, a little internship scheme?

So this will be how heaven (and hell) are reformed: no / less meddling, share the processing power and resources!

The above also tallies up nicely with bringing Jesus back on Earth, it is like he has spent the last two thousand years asleep, wakes up in the future and goes "wow, love what you guys have done with the place!" And "What are all these messed up bits? Why is noone working on that?"

[zouisexo]

"Zero photographic evidence of what? Larry being real? I beg to differ. We have both photographic and videographic evidence, we have statements of confirmation from both the involved parties on film."  Where is the larry evidence on film? Because it would stop being a conspiracy if larry evidence was on film. Any NDA and injunction against the press is null the moment there is actual evidence posted that makes all those NDAs you claim so many people signed null and void. Any person, namely Louis, will at least do a tell all or many more would sell their story if there was ANY evidence of larry being real on film nullifying all the NDAs and injunctions. Louis will stop that " babygate " you claim is forced upon him covered by NDAs and injunctions. Or do you claim that both Louis and Harry love exploiting children who don't get a choice? Will you ignore this ask too saying people should use google? Once the information from NDAs and injunctions is made public they are all void. Google it. 

im sorry baby i have no idea what you're talking about <3 i'm not gonna read or get into all of that as i have a job <3 it's nice that you have so much free time though i hope you're having loads of fun truly <33

[espies-galaxy]

How Finding Your Right Inspiration Can Change Everything.

Dear World,

Today I was scrolling down my Instagram, and like any typical summer, you see copious amounts of people at the beach or hiking, basically out and about. More likely than not, if you are a girl, you have friends, models, and celebrities, and they are this "ideal" image that is out there.

These girls are tiny, with long legs and flat tummies. Kinda makes you feel bad about yourself if you were not blessed with fast metabolisms and you have a severe craving for that Cotton Candy Blizzard that only shows up for like one month out of the year. When I noticed this happening on my feeds, I started looking into something more suitable and more achievable for someone with my body type.

I happily work out roughly 3-4 times throughout the week. Do I need to work on my eating habits... I mean, yeah, I really should. But I am doing better than I used to, and you have got to start somewhere; you do not just start liking kale overnight.

So what I did was I went through Instagram looking for more inspiring body images types like athletes or trainers. They show that strong, healthy, and fit are all COMPLETELY different than the tiny little models and celebrities we see. Do not get me wrong, those body types are just as beautiful, but it is extremely hurtful to only see those.

Again, do not get me wrong, if you can kill it and get your absolute ideal image, then good for you, darling, because not everyone has those chances. If you are like me, you know that getting down to 110 pounds will be a near-impossible task without having to take serious measures.

When I did this, it was like an awakening for me. I realized that I could be beautiful without stick-thin legs, or just because I could see my triceps muscle meant nothing more than having solid arms. I may not have abs or a little fat on my body, but that is perfectly okay.

So there you go on my idea of body image. Now, get this. I realized I am awful at going to the gym by myself like I literally look around and then leave. I had it in my mind that girls do not squat with weights because I will get man thighs, or girls do not do bench presses. Girls just run, and magically they are what my mind said was "ideal."

I used to be an athlete, but once I stopped, it was like I was never taught to work out and condition on my own. So I thought, hey, maybe join the YMCA, but again the problem with the gym, I just did not know. I searched a little deeper and have seen loads of my friends talk and show their progress with CrossFit.

My mind looped right back around to if you do CrossFit, you will be a lady bodybuilder, but I sought out information anyway and found a gym that is like 5-7 minutes from my house. I went and talked to the owner, and he basically was like, unless you want to look like that and you do the diet that goes along with it, your body will just tone up.

I took a free class, and as silly as it sounds, I was instantly hooked. I am now starting my fourth week there, and in the three weeks so far, I have only lost about two pounds, but I have lost inches. Not a mass amount, but enough you can start; well, I can start to see the difference.

Now, I go three times a week and do yoga on the weekends. I have a coach who is encouraging and is teaching me the things a coach growing up should have taught me. On my off days from the gym, I am going for a walk, a run, going for a hike, or something semi-active. I get antsy and annoyed like I am wasting my time. The days I work out are at 6 a.m., and I have zero problems with waking up for it because that workout makes my day.

And it could be the release of endorphins from exercising, but I am getting into the swing of things. Who knows, maybe one day I will wake up and look at myself and be like, yeah, this is where I want to be. Then, I will go to the gym, and who knows how much I could be lifting or squatting or even how many darn pull-ups I can do.

For now, it is a day-by-day mindset. I will continue to look at the more body-positive people, even if ours our polar opposites. As long as you and I are strong, happy, and healthy, it does not matter.

I encourage anyone who reads this to think about what their ideal image is, and if you are where you want to be, then try to be the one to inspire other people because you never know when someone might need it.

Sincerely,

The One With The New Outlook On Life (originally written by me on July 5, 2016)

[survey--s]

469.

What is the best part of your life?  I feel like I’m in it, to be honest. I’m married, healthy, happy, child-free, earning a decent income and have no real stresses to worry about.

Do you care about gun laws? Not really, in the sense that I live in the UK and we have gun restrictions in place already. Knife crime is a MUCH bigger thing here and you can’t really legislate against that as much, for obvious reasons.

Would you ever consider getting a facial piercing? I’ve had my nose pierced for about a decade but I’m not really interested in any others.

Do you listen to '80s metal? Sure, I listen to songs from loads of different genres and decades.

Do you like acoustic or electric guitar better? Acoustic, though it does depend on how it’s being played.

What was the last major city you visited? Manchester.

Have you taken a painkiller today? Nope.

Have you ever had a pumpkin latte and if so, did you like it? I have - they’re decent enough but I wouldn’t go out of my way to get one - it’s just something I order if they happen to be available at the time.

Are you currently in a relationship? If so, do you think it will last? Yes, and yes - I wouldn’t have married him if I didn’t think that.

Have you ever been camping in the wilderness? No. Part of me quite likes the idea of sleeping under the stars and having a campfire, but I suspect the reality is somewhat different lol.

Did your parents go to college? If so, what did they study? Yeah - my dad studied medicine and my mum studied nursing, though she originally wanting to be an archaeologist.

Name the strangest game you’ve ever played (video game or real game): I don’t know - nothing specific is coming to mind.

Would you pay if your dog needed an operation? Yeah, of course I would. That’s what insurance and credit cards are for lol.

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve seen in a grocery store? Live lobsters in a tank for sale.

Have you ever met any bands/band members before? Yeah, a few people.

What states have you been to in the past year? Zero.

Have you ever fostered an animal? No - I’d struggle to give them back lol.

Who did you last talk to in Facebook chat? My mum.

What do you think of guys wearing colored skinny jeans? People can where whatever they want.

Would you ever get blonde highlights? Sure, I got highlights a lot as a teenager.

Will you go to your high school reunion? Fuck no.

What animal have you always wanted as a pet but couldn’t have? Sugar gliders.

Have you ever been in a hospital and not felt safe? No, thankfully not.

What’s the highest fever you’ve ever had? I have no idea, I haven’t taken my temperature since I was about eight.

One thing you promised yourself you’d never do and then did? Quit my job without another one lined up. I’ve done that twice now lol.

Have you ever had to call 911? Yeah, twice for a client who was an alcoholic and in withdrawal.

Do you get along with your significant other’s friends? He doesn’t really have any friends, but the ones I know are nice enough.

Are you one of those people who will not use a public washroom? No, I use one pretty much everyday when I’m working.

What is something that you do often with your family? Go for walks.

Do you enjoy the sound of crickets at night and birds in the morning? Yeah, as long as they’re not keeping me awake or waking me up lol.

Do you need a haircut? I do.

What is the most expensive gift you have ever given someone? Uh, no idea - nothing much as I’m broke lol.

Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth? Yeah, when I was younger.

Do you feel bad when you kill bugs? Not really.

Do you like animal print things? No.

Do you have any pets that you had since you were born? No, we never had pets growing up.

Are all your pets micro chipped? The dog is and so is Purrlock as he was a rescue, but the others aren’t.

Would you ever cope in a jail? I mean, I’d do my best.

Have you ever seen an alligator in person? Yeah, at the zoo.

Are you a liberal? I’m more liberal than conservative.

Were you fearless or a coward in the face of the child hunter in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang? I don’t even remember seeing that film. I must have done but it really doesn’t stick in my memory at all.

Did you ever hit anything while learning to drive? Yeah, but nothing major - just the curb a few times and maybe a rock?

Have you or a pet ever gotten a tapeworm? No, thankfully not.

Do you know any furries? Yeah - well, we’re acquaintances rather than anything else.

Do you snore? Steal the covers? Roll around in your sleep? I am guilty of all three of those things lol.

Is the lion the best character in The Wizard of Oz? I liked the Tin Man.

Would you immediately look for someone right after you broke up with your bf/gf? I mean, I wouldn’t do it intentionally, but I met Mike very quickly after I ended things with Chris and it worked out well lol.

Have you ever studied any new age or occult religions such as Wicca? No.

Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed? More aggressive than passive.

Are you someone who actually likes to babysit children? No, not really. I’d rather dog-sit.

Do you find any of your friends’ parents creepy or really mean? No.

Who did you last have over your house, and why were they there? Uhh, I have no idea - we pretty much never have people over lol.

Recently, who in your house has gotten on your nerves the most? I only live with Mike and he annoyed me last night by keeping me up until 2am with his ridiculous snoring.

Ever kissed a friend’s crush? No.

If something was wrong who is the first girl you would go to? My mum.

What do you dislike about your smile? I just feel like it looks really awkward.

Have you ever kissed in the snow? Yeah.

Have you ever liked a football player? Yeah, one of my ex’s was really into football.

Has the last person you kissed taken their shirt off in front of you? Yeah.

Are you good at hiding your feelings? It depends on the situation.

When was your first kiss? I was eleven and a half.

What’s your most popular post? None of them, but I don’t post on here to be popular.

Is anyone in your family over six feet tall? My maternal granddad was about 6′4″ or something, apparently.

Has anyone lost their virginity to you? Yes.

What improvement would be the most beneficial to your life right now? An unlimited supply of money would be amazing thanks.

Have you ever merged finances with a significant other? Nope. We’re married and still have separate finances and bank accounts.

What’s the least amount you’ve weighed since reaching your full height? I have absolutely no idea.

What were your high school’s team colors? Dark blue, pale blue and white.

Who were your best friends in high school? Linnet, Agnes, Kirsty, Fiona and Becca.

Have you ever been to Chicago? No, I’ve never been to the US.

Are you close with your cousins? Nope.

Are you close to any aunts or uncles? No. That’s what happens when you’re raised on the opposite side of the world to all your family lol.

What was your favorite thing to do at sleepovers when you were younger? Gossip, watch movies, tell ghost stories, have midnight feasts, dance, play games - the usual stuff, really.

Does your town have a big fountain in it? No.

What’s your favorite rock band? The Beatles.

Who’s your favorite country singer? Dolly Parton.

Has your hair color changed since you were a toddler? No.

[wrongways-and-sideways]

Alright, so this isn't a headcanon (because I have zero belief that this is true at all) but it's something I thought of whilst doing a re-watch of Hazbin Hotel, and I thought the idea was entertaining enough to share:

Hazbin Hotel, although based in it, differs from Christian-Judeo theology (grouping them together because the aspects of religion that are dealt with in the show are derived from the Old Testament/The Tanak). One way is through the idea of angels not only being the one's ruling Heaven (to my knowledge there has been no implication of God in the show), but the idea of them not always existing (as shown by the line from Sera to Emily in 'You Didn't Know' which goes 'I thought since I'm older, It's my load to shoulder', implying that not all angels have existed for all of eternity, given that there was a time before Emily existed).

Stay with me- a few of the Archangels deal with domains that have not existed for eternity (as a good chunk of them have to deal with humans). However, only one specifically deals with a domain that only existed after the Fall of Man- Azrael, the Angel of Death.

A tid-bit about Christian theology (I cannot speak on Jewish teachings, as I was raised Catholic), is that death is believed to be a punishment that resulted from the Fall of Man. Specifically, people often blame Eve because... well, misogyny.

Of course, one could argue that Azrael was simply given responsibility over this area (my headcanon before I went down this rabbit-hole was that they sympathized with Lucifer in some way and thus was given responsibility over this unpleasant domain as punishment of sorts), but I thought of something else.

In episode 8, it is implied that Lucifer and Eve had relations in some way. So, if death was a result of the Fall of Man- specifically Eve's actions (which may have included her and Lucifer having a thing), would it be too far-fetched to think that the Angel of Death came into existence after the Fall of Man? Furthermore, would it be crazy to think that the Angel of Death came directly from Eve herself? Like- she has Lucifer's kid and said child literally resulted from the Fall and thus is the one that deals with what resulted from it (death)?

Do you see the vision? Like- Emily enlists Azrael's help because they can go between Heaven and Hell a bit more inconspicuously (this is my assuming that the Angel of Death would have more free access to where souls end up), and it's just- some woman that looks weirdly similar to Charlie in certain aspects. Imagine Sir Pentious meeting her and being so fucking confused. Picture her and Charlie meeting and the two of them not putting together that they are freakily similar. The fucking feelings she would have towards Lucifer for not only running off and leaving Eve with Adam, but then Eve going to Hell due to his temptation (this is assuming that she went to Hell, because it seems like she is mainly blamed for the Fall).

Maybe I'm just weirdly fond of sibling dynamics. Maybe I thought way to much about this because sometimes that's what religious trauma does to a person. Maybe I'm just rambling like a mad-man. But I just think it's a really interesting hypothetical.