#sparks of hope rp

[gladesglo]

𓍊𓋼𓍊 RAINDANCE ! 𓆏𓍊𓋼𓍊 _THE SCAREDY TOAD AND BEST FRIEND TO THE HERO OF THE GLADE OF DREAMS. GLOBOX IS HERE ! 

𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐁𝐎𝐗 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐀𝐕/𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐑 WITH A HEAVY LEAN TOWARDS GAMES THE GREAT ESCAPE & HOODLUM'S HAVOC. ft. other verses such as MARIO + RABBIDS SPARKS of HOPE and CAPTAIN LASERHAWK A BLOOD DRAGON REMIX , ORIGINS & LEGENDS .

INDIE . SEL . MUTUALS ONLY 18 + / #GLADESGLO

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 . 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐃 . 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 . 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐎 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃

[seventh-district]

7am, eating cold leftover teriyaki stir-fry for breakfast and crying over blorbos

[social-muffin]

So… Lee✨

I heard you got badly bruised, mind if I check? ;)

Also how did you get that bad?

~Brina

(Waaa first roleplay ask! >.< I hope i do well!)

Lee had been resting under a tree when Brina approached him fearlessly.

He opens his eye, his lips twitching, the shadow of a smile playing there. "You're a bold one, aren't you?"

He sits upright, then stands, looking Brina up and down in contemplation. "Bold and handsome. But much too young for me."

He buries his hands in his pockets and leans backward against the tree he'd been sleeping under.

His eye sweeps up to search for the blue of the sky, but there are only clouds. "Whyever did I get this bad..."

Lee's pockets shift as he clenches his fists. He sighs, closes his eye and shrugs half heartedly. "Well. I suggest you don't put your trust in someone without knowing their limits first."

Then he straightens up, gives him a polite nod and walks off to find a more peaceful spot to continue his nap.

[rpmemegraveyard]

Never threatened to feed people's writing to A.I, just poor wording on my part.

Cool, you're still a fucking loser for going 'oh, (mun) doesn't interact with everyone' to another party who raised their concerns after being told by said mun 'no I won't make an AI for my character'!

Fuck out of my askbox, dude. You could've kept your mouth shut and interacted with c.ai without causing a stir. When has ANYBODY in that rpc even alluded to making character ai for their characters for public consumption? Cool, apologize all you want, but my points still stand. I think the ask itself at the very least made people aware of this possible threat, and again. It is possible a dipshit in another rpc has made this threat to indie writers in a different scenario.

AI has no place in the RPC.

[leonardimerick]

Len, my friend, my pal…

Tell me all about why you decided to work with the forces of evil in the first place?

I need to rediscover my love for misdeeds and figured I’d ask the evildoers I know best!

“Well… I suppose it’s rather complicated.” The lab assistant pondered the question.

“The alternative would have been, I stayed home, my parents forced me into a career I didn’t desire, where I’d settle for everything in life I never cared for, and yet my efforts there would never be enough for anyone.” He started off on a bitter note.

“But, say I follow a group of other brilliant scientists out to an island off the coast of Australia. We can build machines here some never thought possible. More than machines though, we can shape the world around us rather than have it shape us. Sure, we may be shaping it through fear and sheer scientific power, but I digress. I suppose in summary, that is the reason I am here. Be the change you want to see. Does that make sense?”

“Though, I’d also add, it’s rather fun.”

[tachiisms]

.

[abyssembraced]

@distrxst, continued from here:

Ghost allowed themself to be dragged along by their rambunctious best friend. His enthusiasm was infectious, and though they were not much of a 'prankster' themself, they couldn't help but feel eager to learn just what sort of mischief the other had in mind that had him so excited.

For all the enjoyment they found in exploring, the outskirts of Dirtmouth were an area Ghost had never actually scoured as thoroughly as they did the depths of the Kingdom below it. It was fairly infrequent for them to tread past the town's graveyard, save for when they had particular business in the mountains of Crystal Peak or with Friends Jiji and Jinn. They were unsure why that was, really—Dirtmouth was a place of rest and preparation to them, they supposed, rather than one of adventure itself. Regardless, it meant that the small, barely large enough crevice that Bestie Grimmchild had led them to was something they hadn't ever taken notice of themself.

Once their friend crawled through the crack into whatever lay beyond, Ghost followed suit, squeezing through the tight passage with relative ease as they cloaked themself in the shadows of their body and temporarily took on a more fluid form.

To be greeted with the blue glow of a Lifeblood cocoon as they entered the clearing came as a surprise. Clearly, they should pay more attention to Dirtmouth's surrounding cliffs! Perhaps they would look around the rest of the area in more detail later, to see if it held any other secrets to find. For now, though, there was a prank to carry out. The large sac wriggled from the many Lifeseeds nesting inside as Ghost listened to Bestie Junior theatrically relay his scheme, calmly nodding along. Their job was simply to transport the seeds, then?

With one swipe of their nail, the cocoon burst open, scattering the Lifeseeds about as they skittered to the furthest reaches of the chamber, desperate to escape the intruders in their home. Though speedy, the little creatures had never been particularly intelligent, and it didn't take long for Ghost to corner one as it bumped uselessly against the unyielding cave wall. They picked it up, and...

Hm.

Usually, the Void of their body provided a convenient means of storing anything they needed, but... They had only ever done that for inanimate objects. Would such a method work on a living creature? 

It was worth a try at least, they supposed.

With a shrug, Ghost pressed the struggling Lifeseed against their body, allowing it to be swallowed up by the Void.

...Only to feel the familiar sensation of Lifeblood forming a thin layer of protective coating over their body soon afterward.

Upon extracting it, the once blue, sprightly little creature laid still, its body stained black as pitch. Dead. 

Oops. 

Ghost bowed their head sheepishly at Bestie Junior; a wordless apology for their mistake. Clearly, that wasn't going to work. Was bundling up as many Lifeseeds as their cloak could hold truly their best option, then?

Just as the Vessel began their next attempt at gathering the living seeds, however, a particular memory came to mind. They had something that would help with this endeavor, didn't they? 

Holding up a hand to signal their friend to wait, Ghost moved to exit the grotto and make their way back to the bench in the heart of the town square.

...

...Actually... Was that truly necessary? Equipping and de-quipping Charms was a tricky process—one that could pose harmful consequences to the wearer if interrupted at the wrong time. But... There was no danger here. The room was secluded from outside threats, and the only others present inside were Bestie Junior and the Lifeseeds, the latter of which were far more interested in fleeing from danger than attempting to fight back. Logically, there was no reason not to skip the walk and to simply swap out their Charms right where they were.

So, they did. Sitting down on one of the flatter rocks in the chamber, Ghost began to carefully remove a few Charms from their current loadout (though, of course, the Charm that tethered their dear friend to the physical plane remained right where it was on the underside of their cloak), making room for the other, more expensive one that they wanted to use: Joni's Blessing. 

...And... While they were already here, doing activities that would normally be reserved for when they were at a bench... They decided to update their map of Dirtmouth to make note of Bestie Junior's little discovery as well. Complete with a pin to mark the Lifeblood cocoon—they were lucky to still have one on hand!

As Ghost stood back up and their new equipment took effect, it was like a switch had flipped within the little Lifeseeds. They gathered around the Vessel, any trace of their past terror having vanished. Ghost took a step backward, and the Lifeseeds moved with them, unwilling to leave their side.

Ghost glanced back at Bestie Grimmchild once more, this time triumphant. Transporting all of the Lifeseeds to the Grimm Troupe's tent would be easy like this!

They exited the hidden chamber with their Shade Cloak, just as they had done before, and the Lifeseeds chased after them, marching dutifully in a line. Ghost didn't go far, though, even once the last of the Lifeseeds had joined the crowd around them. They weren't going to leave without their best friend, after all!

[aluckiicoin]

tags? tags!

[falesten-iw]

There’s a bittersweet joy in witnessing the struggles of the Syrian people bear moments of hope, but it feels like a fleeting spark, a fragile light overshadowed by deeper, relentless forces. Can we call this freedom? Or is it just a brief pause in a cycle of pain that has gripped us for far too long?

For decades, the Middle East has been scarred by war, division, and unimaginable suffering. These aren’t random tragedies, they are deliberate, calculated acts meant to maintain control. As long as Zionism continues to reshape the region, inching closer to the goal of a Greater Israel, true freedom for any of us will remain a distant dream.

But freedom isn’t just about removing one dictator or another. Real freedom requires dismantling the entire system that keeps us in chains. It’s about a shift in power, a dismantling of structures that oppress us all. Until Palestine is free, until the people who are suffering are allowed to breathe, none of us can say we’re free.

This isn’t just a political issue for me, it’s personal. My family in Gaza is living through an unthinkable reality: genocide, freezing cold nights without shelter, hunger, and prices so high that survival is a struggle each day. They’re stuck in a nightmare that keeps getting worse, and their suffering is not just a faraway tragedy, it’s a pain that echoes through me.

And yet, despite the immense pain, I hold on to hope. Because I know that change is possible. Every small donation, every act of solidarity, can ripple outward and transform lives. This isn’t just charity, it’s resistance. It’s standing together to defy those who profit from our suffering. You have the power to be part of this change. Stand with Gaza. Stand for freedom. Stand for humanity.

This campaign is for 26 lives hanging by a thread, including two orphaned children and a family member suffering from hemiplegia after being hit by shrapnel during a bombing. She urgently needs surgery to replace infected plates in her body. The situation is dire, and every day is a battle. The video showing the injured family member was shared earlier in this post: Link.

Please help us ! Donate and reblog this post to spread our story.

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[bluemantics]

here’s a list of all my fics! i won’t be able to post and reblog much since I’m traveling the next week and a half, so I’ll compile all my works here in the meantime :-)

will also update this list as i write more!

klance:

midnight snacks don't exist in space

G | 1.7K | RP/BP dynamics

There are no rules about eating at 3:00 AM if you're in the far reaches of the universe.

In a bright kitchen while the team is asleep, Lance and Keith find each other, as they always do.

Why We Fight

T | 5.7K | truth-telling au

With the Rebels in need of resources, the team ventures to a planet known for its raw materials in hope that they'll join the coalition. Here's the thing: they need to prove that they can be trusted by telling the truth about why they fight.

Lance finds this more difficult to voice than the others. Unfortunately (thankfully), Keith has returned from the Blade and is more than willing to listen.

"This is bigger than any of us alone."

A Keith By Any Other Name

T | 8.2K | coffee shop rom-com AU

Lance McClain was dared to hit on Keith. Keith thought that’d be the first and last time they’d meet. However, Lance keeps coming back, charming Keith with his jokes and charisma.

Here’s the catch: Keith refuses to tell Lance his real name.

“I’m not telling you my name unless you order and move on.” Keith pointed to the register screen.

“Alright, I’ll do a cappuccino.” Lance pulled out his wallet from his jacket pocket and slid his card over to Keith. “Now will you tell me your name?”

“My name is Yorak.” Keith passed the card back to Lance, who looked shocked at that answer, his eyebrows raised to his hairline. Keith was beginning to realize how dramatic Lance could be.

“Really?!” Lance demanded. He looked pityingly at Keith, and irritation welled up in his gut.

“No!” Keith rolled his eyes.

“You’re the worst,” Lance huffed.

a billion light years from here

T | 8.5K | post-canon fix-it

Keith and Lance reconnect over letters. Through their writing, Keith learns to open up, and Lance learns what a home is.

"For all the game I talked on the castleship about missing home, now that I’m back on my family farm, I kind of feel like there’s something missing. Like, even surrounded by all of the juniberry flowers Allura gave us, and even with my parents, I still feel lonely. Or restless."

Or: A post s-8 fix-it AU told entirely through letters between Lance and Keith, both sent and unsent.

out of my head

G | 1.2K | high school au

Keith didn’t even want to watch the spring musical auditions. Forced by Pidge to accompany them, he finds himself surprised at the talent of a particular actor. He also finds himself surprised by his own response. 

OR:

Lance is ridiculously good at singing and Keith is a lovable, impulsive jock.

baptism by fire

T | 1.5K | canon-compliant angst

Prompt: write a private scene between two characters with no dialogue, of just them two alone.

Lance just witnessed the unthinkable. Keith offers his company in wake of the tragedy.

kiribaku:

unstoppably, immovably, unbreakably you

G | 651 | canon-compliant

A character study.

An unstoppable force meets an immovable object.

Katsuki Bakugou’s hand implodes against Eijirou Kirishima’s arm; a flurry of sparks surround them with a sound that rings between his skull.

This is something he knows how to do well. With every blow that Katsuki unleashes, he feels Kirishima retaliate with more, responding like a dance to his every movement. Katsuki is a fine-tuned instrument of destruction, every muscle on his body worked with the intention of winning.

as always please let me know what u think thru asks & comments on ao3!! ill answer asks between travel, but im going to frequently be in spotty service.

[gladesglo]

𝘙𝘈𝘠𝘔𝘈𝘕, 𝘎𝘓𝘖𝘉𝘖𝘟 𝘐𝘚 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘍𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘕𝘋

THE SCAREDY TOAD AND BEST FRIEND TO THE HERO OF THE GLADE OF DREAMS. GLOBOX IS HERE ! 

INDIE . SEL . 18+ GLOBOX OF THE RAYMAN SERIES WITH A HEAVY LEAN TOWARDS GAMES THE GREAT ESCAPE & HOODLUM'S HAVOC. ft. other verses such as MARIO + RABBIDS SPARKS of HOPE and CAPTAIN LASERHAWK A BLOOD DRAGON REMIX , ORIGINS & LEGENDS .

ADORED BY SAVBEAR.  / carrd / graphic cred @rayheroism

[serenastark-official]

Family and F∙R∙I∙E∙N∙D∙S

✨ Welcome to the Stark Family Tree (and Beyond) ✨ Because why have a normal family when you can have this?

💠 The Core Stark Clan 💠

💼 Old Starks

Howard Stark: “The man who built an empire but forgot to build relationships. Thanks for the tech legacy, though. I guess.” Blog: @you-know-me-you-do Maria Stark: “The legend herself, and yes, she’s got her own blog.” Blog: @maria-campbell-stark

Tony Stark: @the-ironman / @officialironman / @under0-0s

Pepper Potts: @pepper-potts-in-charge

Emma Stark: @emma-hope-stark-official

Maya Stark: @playgirlgenius

Morgan Stark: @official-morganstark

Lily Stark: @lilypad-stark

Eva Stark: @baby-girl-stark

Barbie: @the-iron-rose

Camie Stark: @c4m3r0n-st0n3

Nadia Stark: @nadia-stark-official

⚙️ Extended Stark Crew ⚙️

Gadget Boi (Harley Keener): @you-know-me-you-do

Edwin Jarvis: @mr-jarvelous

Ana Jarvis: @mrs-jarvelous

Peggy Carter: @the1-and-only-peggycarter / @capt-carter-mostly-official

🕷️ Peter Pan(s) “Too many Peters, not enough web fluid.” @peterparker-who

@multiverse-peterbparker

@definitelynot-peterp4rker

@peterparker-official

Jamie Stark: @theoneandonlyjamiestark

🌐 The AI Family 🌐

JARVIS: @j-a-r-v-i-s-the-ai

FRIDAY: @friday-the-ai

Carlos: @carlos-the-ai

Toaster: @vision-not-a-toaster / @vision-stark-synthezoid

🕰️ Sanctum Buddies

Stephen Strange: @strangeofficial / @mysticmasterstephenstrange

Wong: @wong-the-not-wizard

Multiverse hopper: @multiversal-lesbian

Celestia Strange: @tia-the-sorceress

👑 Asgardians

Scuttle: @goddess-of-birds

Goldie Locks: @god-of-thunder-mcu / @stormsandstrength

Loki: @loki-thanosson

🐦 Birds of a Feather

Clint Barton: @clintbarton-thearrowguy

Sam Wilson: @we-love-redwing / @captain-s-falcon / @ohyeah-itssamwilson

🧪 Science Bro

Bruce Banner: @imnothulk

🪨 Artifacts

Steve Rogers: “America’s favorite popsicle who sometimes forgets he’s not in the 1940s anymore.”

@americas-favourite-fossil

@steve-rogers-1940s (okay well, he's exceptional)

@proud-owner-0f-americas-ass

Bucky Barnes:

@justawhitewolf

@official-buckybarnes

@iwasmadetobeasoldier

@itsme-bonkybarnes

@official-jamesbarnes

💣 Chaos Bundle

Kamala Khan: @kamala-msmarvel-khan

Natasha Afiona: @oh-to-be-a-murderer

Borealis: @whosafraidoflittleoldme17

🔮 Witches of the World

Wanda Maximoff: @wanda-maximoff-official / @little-witchy-wanda

Agatha Harkness: @always-been-agatha

Rio Vidal: @rio-vidal-rp

Elphaba Lopez: @jade-lopez-maximoff

🪐 Supervisors of the Solar System™

Mantis: @immantis

Peter Quill: @the-official-star-lord

Drax: @drax-destroyer-official

Rocket: @rocketnotraccoon

Gamora: @officially-gamora

Blue Meanie: @purple-surgicalborg

Existence: @alienlearningaboutearth

♦️ Widow Wonderland

Natasha Romanoff: @blackwidow-nat-official2

Yelena Belova: @your-fav-russian-assassin / @the-best-black-widow

Daniel Romanoff: @the-good-redheaded-witch

⚔️ Freddie Fourth Wall

Logan: @loganschuchuzinho / @truthful-timmy-of-saskatoon

⚡ Spark Plug

Connie: @only-a-glitch-in-the-system

Evie: @cypherlune

[miidnighters]

It's the end of 2024, and man what a wild time this year has been for me. A whole host of things changed in my life but I knew I always had this space to fall back on. I came back to RP in October 2023, so this time last year I was still somewhat finding my feet but this year things really took off, and I have made some real friends that I absolutely treasure. Anyone who's followed me for a bit knows that I love surprising u all w a follow forever because I love to shout out the people who have made being here so fun and so special.

Much love to you all and I hope 2025 brings you everything you've ever wanted ♡.

@92328 / @laidbear

Every time I see you pop up in my notifications, I know I’m in for a treat. Your creativity is unmatched, and I love how real all your characters thoughts and motivations are even if it’s unconventional. I’m always so excited for whatever you have planned next.

@defloweir

We also haven’t written together a heap yet but I think your characters are really interesting and I’m really enjoying what we’re starting to do together with Callie and Colt. I’m excited to start digging into some of the others.

@demonstigma

Kage is so well-crafted, and I’m always wanting more every time we write together. You have such an incredible way of balancing chaos and heart, and I’m obsessed with our nonsense.

@epistrefei / @kinlochs

I know Artemis is a little quiet right now, but even though they were the one that sparked us off first, I love every single character you make. Every plot feels so rich and alive, and I’m so excited for whatever we cook up next.

@exquisitexagony / @cursedvessels / @distantsongsofjoy

Moss, the way you explore Sami's happiness and pain (as Arthur) and growth is so compelling. No matter what blog you’re on, I’m always excited for what we’ll create next together. You’re a star.

@filthystill

We also haven't been writing very long but even already it seems like your brand of nonsense matches my brand of nonsense. Your characters seem so interesting and I can't wait to see what else we cook up.

@freekzout / @hungryyheart

The most chaotic yet well-crafted duo I’ve ever seen. Not only that, but the rag-tag team on the multi, and Conrad (getting war flashbacks from that one time I called him Conan w my whole chest)? You bring so much life to every plot, and I love seeing the wild ideas we come up with take shape. Truly iconic.

@fvzzyelf

You are such a light on my dash. The creativity and care you bring to Kurt (and all your other characters) is so inspiring, and every time we write together, it’s something truly special. I’m so lucky to get to collaborate with you.

@gingerspiice

The way you craft Frenchie is so detailed and compelling to me. Every thread we’ve started is so fun, and even when you’re not writing with me I love seeing what shenanigans Frenchie is up to with everyone else.

@gollldrush

I know we’ve only really just started writing but I’ve seen you writing with other people on the dash and I’m already in love with Leo and Billie’s antics. I can’t wait to see what else we can throw together.

@idnull

The layers you bring to your characters is so inspiring. You’ve created some of the most complex and intriguing characters I’ve ever seen, and it’s always such a joy to explore their dynamics with mine no matter what pair or context we throw together.

@inrovina / @holyrots

There’s no character of yours that doesn’t feel alive and captivating. The way you build worlds and relationships is nothing short of masterful, and I’m so excited to play in this huge interconnected network we’ve built.

@interxstitial

I love seeing how Jiwon interacts with anyone I throw at him, and every dynamic we’ve explored has been so fun and meaningful. He and Flynn especially are so special to me, and I can’t wait to see what else we can throw together.

@kurjaks

Every time I see your writing, I’m blown away by Kurjak. Full stop. I’ve said it before but the choices you make for him, be it what he says or how he acts are so interesting and it makes for such compelling interactions.

@narrativedemanded / @narrativeanomaly / @narrativeobsession

The way you write your characters is so rich and full of life—I’m always captivated by the way you bring them to the forefront. The threads we’ve had by just throwing muses together have been some of the most fun I’ve had in ages.

@recitedemise / @mageister

Dean, your writing is like poetry, and I’m constantly in awe of the way you bring Gale and Dorian to life. Every thread feels so rich, and I can’t wait to see what more we can create together. You’re truly amazing.

@sorrowsick

Elliot, your creativity knows no bounds. Every time we come up with something, it feels fresh and exciting and just a little insane. I love the relationships we’ve built, and I’m so excited for whatever wild ideas we dream up next. 

@starlyht

You bring so much creativity and heart to everything you do. Every character you write feels so real and captivating, and as much as I love our interactions with Sol’rys and Fox, I’m so excited to explore this new stuff with Kyran and Sszefryn too.

@strszyga

Klava is so interesting to me. I love that she’s not easy to talk to in the first instance, because it makes me think of how my own characters interact differently. I can’t wait to see what else we do.

@soulmissed

The way you write August’s emotions is so beautiful and raw. Every interaction feels so meaningful, and I’m always excited to see where our threads will go. You’re such a talent.

@tewwor

You’re a master of chaos, and I love every second of it. Your characters and concepts are so vibrant and full of life, and I’m always so excited to see what we come up with together - or what you’re coming up with with other people.

@unpossession

Willow is such an incredibly rich and captivating character, and I love how we've started exploring her dynamics with Bella and Flynn. I'm so looking forward to what else we can throw together.

@vitalphenomena

I am in awe of your mind. The world building and depth you bring to your characters is so inspiring, and I’m so glad we get to write together. Every thread we put together is so much fun. 

@whileurmine

Every thread we’ve done has been an absolute joy. Your characters feel so real and layered, and I’m always so excited to see what we come up with next - particularly when it comes to the Roosevelt men and what grief my characters are giving them.

Also special shoutout to my darlings who were/are on hiatus but who I still think about lots:

@abysswarden @bloodykneestm @cigarettesandcoffee / @whiskeyneat @draconisa / @fairytaletold @fangmother / @luxbrumalix @pohlepen @solrites @womanlives @yxkanna / @cxldblxxded

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₍ 📻 ₎   the mountain goats lyrics  rp  starters  ! featuring violence, explicit language + subject matters & mature topics . some lines have been slightly adjusted for rp purposes .

let him who thinks he knows no fear look well upon my face.

bring your heroes, watch them all get crushed.

everybody's got their limits. nobody's found mine.

some things you will remember. some things stay sweet forever.

i can see the future, it's a real dark place.

who will mop up all the blood?

there's no promise sweeter than a blood pact.

i'm as happy as i'm ever gonna be. you're by my side.

wrap this around your head. don't let anyone see that you're bleeding.

if you can't beat them, make them bleed like pigs.

and i am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth.

every moment leads towards its own sad end.

i am coming home to you, if it's the last thing that i do.

i am this great unstable mass of blood and foam.

i think i hear angels in my ears.

some days i don't miss my family. some days i do.

lend me your hand. let me look in your eyes.

when i try to open up to you, i get completely lost.

some days i think i'd feel better if i tried harder.

i woke up afraid of my own shadow. like genuinely afraid.

keep your head low. try to leave no traces when you go.

don't even question your senses, you can be sure it's me.

it was their love you wanted, not mine.

you know and i know, everyone knows it. i'm the one.

i may have failed you once before. but this means war.

the best you've got is powerless against me.

please don't send me back to where i came from.

you're going to do what you want, no matter what i ask of you.

all your little schemes break when they come crashing up against me.

what did i come down here for? you.

i've got you. you've got whatever's left of me.

i hope you blink before i do.

i hope you die. i hope we both die 

i want to say i'm sorry for stuff i haven't done yet.

would you look at that? we're throwing off sparks.

what will i do when i don't have you to hold onto in the dark?

i don't know why it's gotten harder to keep myself away.

i saw the future in a dream last night. there's nothing in it.

somebody's gonna get hurt. i hope it's not me.

i couldn't help myself. i don't know what i need.

i hope the bad guys win. i hope the good guys get their skulls bashed in.

i waited here all by myself.

down there in the dark i could see the real truth about myself.

when you came in, i could breathe again.

you're the last, best thing i've got.

some things you'll do for money, and some you'll do for fun.

the things you do for love are gonna come back to you one by one.

it's not nice to try to kill the same thing twice.

i used to love you so much i was sure it would kill me.

i want you the way you were.

we can leave a nasty mark when we're gone.

i know you don't want me to hurt you tonight.

i don't want you to hurt me the way you do.

i am right here where you want me.

the stars would come out of hiding for you. and i would too.

i will do what you ask me to, because of how i feel about you.

you have questions only a masochist would ask.

your bright eyes are gonna kill me for sure.

nobody is innocent here. i've got more blood on my hands than you do.

you've done something awful. i've done something worse.

you can stand up, or you can run.

we both know know what you've done.

some things you do just to see how bad they'll make you feel.

we both know you're leaving. you just don't want to say it yet.

i've got no good reasons left not to let down my guard.

you were warm. that's all i remember.

i feel guilty, but i can't feel ashamed.

hang on to your dreams until someone beats them out of you.

when the time comes to loosen your grip, you'll know.

you found my breaking point. congratulations.

nobody gets away. even the best of us come back someday.

[bewitchedfeathers]

Dust and Cold - Sick V/ox and Allergic Al/astor (Rad/iostatic)

Authors notes: (Credit to my RP partner for some of the Alastor’s sneeze spellings! Thanks darling!)

I imagine the Z's in their sneezes are static sounds. I hope you enjoy!

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“Well at least I wasn’t taken down by the common…cuh…heh'iiKSCHH! eh'TSCHhu! heh'iiiiZZSCHHUEE,” he lowered the handkerchief from his face enough that he could dab carefully underneath his pink tinged nose, “the common cold.” He leaned back in his high backed chair and tried to look unaffected.

“Yeah dust allergies are much more dignified,” Vox retorted from the couch opposite Alastor, voice gravelly and rough from his illness.

“I am not allergic to anything. It is merely abominably dusty in h-here with Niffty on vacation,” He finished with a pointed look to Charlie who had just appeared in the doorway.

“She works so hard for the hotel! She deserved that vacation and it was so good of you to give it to her,” she said with a bright encouraging smile that did nothing to raise the dour energy in the room. “And its only for another two days.”

“Hear that Al, you’ll only have to…hahhh…have to….Hahhh’AZZzshuhh…hh’EZzSHUHHh…SNF have to deal with your terrible dust allergies for two more days,” Vox snarked back between sneezing into his fist. He grabbed a few tissues from the box tucked next to him where he was sprawled and cleaned himself up.

“I don’t have allergies,” Alastor sniffed primly, which immediately set him sneezing again. “Hih-IkkTshiuew…hh’hih’ITZZzzShiew. Snf. Surely other members of the hotel are similarly affected. In fact your cold is probably being worsened just by being here and it’d be better for you to leave.”

Charlie froze and looked awkwardly away from Alastor at the mention of others being effected by the dust. A sure sign that Alastor was alone in his sensitivity to dust, whether he admitted it existed or not. 

Vox rolled his eyes, unphased by Alastor’s snarliness. He turned towards his shoulder, away from Charlie, to muffle a coughing fit. It dragged on for a minute sounding rough and forceful, and leaving Vox panting in the aftermath.

“Oh Vox, did you need anything?” Charlie asked, face full of sympathetic concern.

“We’re fine,” Alastor said pointedly (Vox might say possessively). Charlie ignored him and waited for Vox to respond but he waved off her concern with a hand. 

“I’m alright. If I need anything Alastor can summon it for me,” He said with a smug grin to Alastor like he knew the radio demon wouldn’t refute it.

“Only because you are too pitiful to take care of yourself, dear,” Alastor said gazing down his nose at Vox.

Vox’s antennas sparked as he glared at Alastor. “You’re such an asshole.You can never -” he paused to cough before continuing, voice ragged, “-admit to having feelings or something as benign as allergies, even in the happy-Hah’TZZSHHuh.. fucking hotel,” Vox responded snippily.

Alastor’s antlers grew slightly larger as the sound of static filled the room. “It’s the Hazbin Hotel and I don’t have any such weaknesses as…ah-hah…Hih’IKZzZkshiew…” Abruptly the room fell quiet and the heavy feeling of violence disappated as Alastor’s head jolted down into his kerchief. “Hih’IKZZshiew…IKT-zZzzshew….Hih’ih’ihhhh’ZSHIEWW…”

“Gesundheit, Al,” Vox offered placidly, letting the argument go for the moment. 

Alastor blew his nose and then replaced his kerchief with a fresh one with a flick of his fingers tinged green with magic. “Pardon me,” he murmured demurely while he shot Vox a look daring him to say anything.

Vox was distracted by another fit of coughing that he did his best to muffle into his elbow. “Fuck, this is getting ridiculous. Hhh..n-not ahh-again…” he groaned as he slowly built up to another sneeze.

As Vox's eyes fell shut, Alastor's gaze turned slightly softer, tinged with concern. But when Charlie caught it and opened her mouth to comment Alastor shot her a blood curdling look backed by the shriek of microphone feedback. Charlie settled for smiling encouragingly at him instead. 

“Hhhh…hh’huhhh…fuh-fucking heh….hell…” Vox shed a few sneezy tears as the tickle in his sinuses continued to tease him. Alastor noticed Charlie watching Vox succumb to his cold symptoms and felt a need for no one else to see Vox like this. 

“Goodnight, Charlie,” Alastor said pointedly with a glance at the open door, followed by a trio of itchy sounding stifled sneezes. “Hih’TZzsht-IZZshxt-IZZZhew. Pardon me.”

“Gesundheit. Ah, right,” she nodded taking the hint with good humor, “Good night, Alastor. Goodnight, Vox. I hope you're both feeling better in the morning.” She left with a final wave just as Vox launched into a fit of sneezes. Alastor locked the door behind her with a wave of his hand, before turning his attention back to his sick companion.

“Good…huh…goodnight…Huhhh’hhh…HUHhhh’IZZZJSHHHOO…hh’Huh’UhZZZSHHHuhh…hhhhh…hhih…Heh’EIIZZZSHHHeww….” Vox groaned and began mopping himself up, going through quite a few tissues in the process. Alastor grimaced at the pile when Vox was finished and disappeared them with a wave of shadow.

“Gesundheit, dear. Quite the cuhhh-snf cold you managed to catch there,” Alastor commented as he dabbed at his nose. “Would you care for some tea?” 

“Thadks, Al. Tea sou’ds good,” Vox said tiredly, shivering a bit even with a throw blanket wrapped around his shoulders. 

Alastor summoned another blanket, in his favored red tones, over Vox's legs. And then snapped hot tea into existence for each of them. 

Vox huddled over the tea as if trying to soak up its warmth. He took a sip and gave a pleased hum as he found it was made just how he liked it. Then he shot Alastor a grateful little grin. 

“It's perfect, Al. Thadk you.”

“Its nothing, dear. But you're welcome,” Alastor responded, voice fond and expression gone soft around the edges.

A few minutes passed before Alastor’s breath caught and Alastor’s shadow grabbed the cup from him just in time as he started sneezing. The fit bent him forward with each sneeze, his hair falling into his face and ears pressed back.

“Hhh’hih-hihh-hehIKSH’ieww… Eh’TSHHiew..Hnn— KSH! Kshue! Hehh’HEHH?! EIISHHUE!” Alastor gave a staticky groan and dabbed at his red rimmed eyes. “Pardon mbe, dear,” he murmured before blowing his nose to clear out the sound of congestion.

“Holy shit, Alastor, Gesundheit,” Vox said, eyes still a little wide at the ferocity of Alastor’s fit.

“Thank you, dear,” Alastor said straightening his hair and jacket and reclaiming his tea. After which he pretended that nothing had happened, and Vox was tired enough not to tease him about it.

Over the course of Alastor drinking his tea Vox’s gaze grew rheumy and his face flushed in reflection to his rising temperature. Alastor began darting glances at him, Vox for once oblivious to the attention.

“Feeling alright, my dear?” He asked when Vox had stopped drinking from his tea cup for several minutes.

“Hm?” He looked over at Alastor blearily.

Alastor’s smile dipped at the corners, Vox never missed what he said. “How are you feeling, Vox?” 

“Tired…Hhhh’HDZsshhuh-Heh’SHuhh..” He sneezed openly down towards his lap and electric sparks danced across his visible skin. Alastor’s eyes went wide with a mix of alarm and concern. “Gesundheit, darling,” he murmured as he set his own empty tea cup aside.

He stood up and carefully took Vox’s tea and set it aside as well. “Then you should rest, my dear. You’re running a fever.” He adjusted pillows and eased the loose and compliant Vox back until he was fully laying down and tucked in. Once he had Vox’s long limbs tucked underneath the blankets he gave the media demon’s shoulder a pat. 

“Get some sleep, you’ll feel better in the morning.” He stood to return to his chair when Vox let out a staticky whine and rasped, “Don’t leave…”

Alastor sighed softly and sat back down. “I’ll be here when you wake, my dear,” he reassured as Vox’s stuffy breathing grew heavier with sleep.

(And then Alastor stifled his sneezes into silence so as to not wake Vox for however many hours. (And probably catches Vox’s cold))

The End

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Fun Headcanons that came from writing this:

+ Alastor only uses Vox's name when he's irritated or worried

+ Alastor is protective of Vox when he's vulnerable and doesn't like anyone seeing Vox in moments of helplessness (also doesn't want anyone seeing him soft on Vox)

+ If Alastor summons something for Vox its often with designs and colors that represent Alastor, he likes seeing Vox marked as his in some small way

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Let me know if you enjoyed and feel free to give me prompts for Haz/bin or Hell/uva! (Anon is on!)

(Also I think for every comment I've received I've written about 300 words - so feel free to get me writing!)

[neon-of-the-leon]

(( ooc; hihii ,, hope im allowed to rp here 😅 )) Orange and golden sparks appeared in a circle formation, a familiar box turtle falling out of the formed portal not too long after. He landed with a thud, groaning for a moment before standing up, shaking his head. " where did i end up this time-?.. " He'd mumble to himself, rubbing his eyes and blinking a few times afterwards as he saw the other turtle in front of him. It.. looked like Leonardo, but he doubted it was the Leo from his universe.

- @a-mutant-turtle

((YEAH DW UR ALL GOOD!! :D))

Leon Stares at The familiar looking turtle. He looked confused, but quickly changed her expression to something more fitting.

“Come here often? Or is this your first time, short stack?”

They smirked. Well, that’s leon for you..-