This Is Too Accurate! I Laughed So Hard Everyone Thought I Was Possessed

This is too accurate! I laughed so hard everyone thought I was possessed

love that Vaggie had ZERO fucking idea how much of Adam and Lute's brain space she was apparently taking up

legit she has NO thought of herself being important enough for them to have noticed. meanwhile, Adam, Lute, and the other Exorcists were just like

Vaggie: "Yeah, I'm pretty sure my old coworkers won't recognize me."

Adam: (instantly recognizing her) "ITS ON SIGHT BITCH ITS ON SIGHT!!!"

Lute: "SIR I AGREE BUT THERE ARE WITNESSES!!!!!!!"

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Vaggie: (answers door and comes face-to-face with them) "Charlie's not here. Leave a message after I slam the door on you."

Adam: "???? I'm here to see you???"

Vaggie: "Why."

Adam: "Why? WHY? YOU LEFT THE BAND! YOU WENT YOUR OWN WAY! YOU FUCKED OFF TO GO BE SEXY WITH MY EX'S HOT DAUGHTER!"

Vaggie: "And?"

Adam: "? AND YOU WERE ONE OF MY BEST MURDERERS?????"

Vaggie: "So?"

Adam: "?!?!!??!?!?!?!??!!?!???????!?!?!"

Lute: "You're gross and we hate you."

Vaggie: "Is there a point to this."

Adam: "Sure there is! Betray the woman you love or else."

Vaggie: "Nah."

Adam: "IM SUING"

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Adam: "Okay Exorcists! Who here remembers Vaggie!"

ALL the Exorcists: "BOO!!! HATE HER!"

Lute: "GOOD THEN GO RIP HER A NEW ONE AND SHOVE IT DOWN HER THROAT!!!"

Adam: "???? just cut off her head?? can we just cut off her head like normal people with a normal weird obsession over someone???

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Lute: "I hate you so much I'm gonna rip my own arm off and throw myself at you!"

Vaggie: "Oh for fuck's sake- I wouldn't have spared your stupid life if I'd known you didn't even have one!"

Lute: "IM GONNA TAKE YOURS"

Vaggie: "YOU fired ME like three years ago! Where the hell is this even coming from???"

Lute: (ineffectively throttling vaggie with her remaining hand) "YOU SHOULD'VE KILLED ME WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE!"

Vaggie: (wheezing) "WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU IN THERAPY???"

Totally accurate self-portrait from my other blog! I am an idiot and have no idea how to remove the lock from it.

I’ll post it here as well! 💕

Hopefully someone wiser will walk me through my problem with the other blog.

It isn’t signed but I doubt anyone would steal this!

Here is the doodle from maths class (next to me is a ghost with a typewriter, I’ll draw them for my new profile pic)

Niffty's soul

Alastor: Here you go Niffty.

Your contract is ready, just sign here!

(Hands the paperwork to Niffty)

Niffty: Sir... Those are adoption papers!

Hazbin Fan-art in my sketchbook pt 2

Sketches I did without using grafit pencil

Here is the 1st one if you are interested:

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My sketchbook since the show dropped… There is more! They are messy but I love them ♥️

Most are unfinished and unshaded though… It was fun though Soft redesign I guess? Head-cannon :Niffty edited the commercial for Al in epis

My sketchbook since the show dropped… There is more! They are messy but I love them ♥️

Most are unfinished and unshaded though… It was fun though

Soft redesign I guess?

Head-cannon :Niffty edited the commercial for Al in episode 1.

(Some are strongly inspired by other people’s art on Pinterest I am struggling to put links here so…

So um… I coloured them!

My fanfic which focuses on Rosie giving love advice to Alastor! 🌹☕📻

This was a fun little fic I wanted to write about Al being AroAce and not realizing it. After Rosie's comment in ep 7, I had to write it.

Summary :

Rosie, the love expert, observes her enigmatic friend Alastor’s reluctance to embrace romantic connections. She "subtly" hints that love comes in many forms.

This is a short fic, about 800 words.

Spoiler ahead >>>>

Here are a few lines <3

The Café is quiet only the clatter of cups, the soft murmur of conversations. The tables are far enough for everyone to feel alone. Couples sat at those tables, lost in their worlds. Rosie’s gaze wandered to a pair by the window—a young demon with lilac hair and her partner, their fingers entwined. They laughed, their love palpable It was beautiful to love a person and want to spend eternity with them. She always wished to find that herself.

“Rosie,” Alastor said, breaking her reverie. “What intrigues you about them dear?”

She glanced back at him, studying his eyes. “Their connection,” she replied. “It’s more than physical attraction. It’s… companionship. A shared history. Love, perhaps.”

“Love.” Alastor’s voice held a hint of wistfulness. “I never understood the desire for it.” He paused to take a sip of his coffee. “A curious concept. Humans and demons alike chase after it.”

“And yet,” Rosie said, her gaze drifting to the other tables. “It’s everywhere. In the simplest gestures—a touch, a smile. Even in this café, love dances between tables. Maybe you'll have it someday.”

He leaned back in his chair, his crimson eyes flickering. “What if I don’t want a partner?”

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All of my fics are here and I can't let this one feel left out!

Rosie is lovely and I hope we see more of her next season! ♥