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Hello! I just wanna asked how's Triple Threat doing?

I've been wanting to make a Henry Stickmin visual novel About Triple threat!

The game would be on Henry being able to enter into a romantic relationship with Charles, Ellie or both at the same time! With bad and good and neutral endings!

This is a basic version of how I envision the main menu!

tell me what you think of the idea!

main menu completion :3

THIS LOOKS SO FVCKING EXCITING STOPPPPPPP

+++ YOU ADDED ME IN YOUR TAGLIST, IM CRYING HAPPY TEARS RN 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

TRIPLE THREAT | MASTERLIST (mini-series)

SYNOPSIS: you think you know someone until the odd patterns in their behaviour become alarmingly discernible, and that's exactly what you are experiencing. your boyfriend is the most perfect guy you could've ever dreamed of, and you are more than blessed to be with someone like him, considering that this is your first relationship ever. however, as time passes, you begin to notice how progressively different he becomes, evoking such a qualm within you that affects the trust you had for him. alas, layers of secrets unravel while the stark truth leaves you entirely flabbergasted, but not as equally dreadful as you come face-to-face with the triple threat.

PAIRING: lee heeseung(s) x fem!reader

GENRE: 18+ (mdni), adulthood, reverse harem, dark themes

WARNING(S): indicated on each part

TEASER WORD COUNT: 2k

RUBY'S NOTE: got the inspiration from this one tiktok (the og triple threat book) that @yzzyhee sent to me, and this fic is dedicated to her 🫶🏻 thank you bestie for always entertaining my spams and shi🥹ilysm🤍and i hope this mini series won't turn out to be a flop🙏🏻also the teaser is boring but do wait for the other parts <3

RELEASE DATE: 31st July 2024

TAGLIST: open [comment 💌 below]

➤ PART ONE

➤ PART TWO

➤ PART THREE

➤ PART FOUR

Months ago, you were quite literally living the quintessential life that most were naturally envious of — a new job under an illustrious firm that equitably endowed its employees with an abundance of opportunities to showcase their prowess and competencies, an income with a bountiful bonus that granted you stability in this steep economy, a homey apartment that was once your sanctuary, surrounded by great friends who unequivocally shown and given you the moral support you needed, the perfect boyfriend you could have ever asked for — you had everything and you were beyond grateful.

Keyword: Had. You should have known that someday, everything would crumble and result in you losing it all with a snap of your fingers before you could even cherish deeply — your career, your friends, and your boyfriend, whom you once thought was the perfect boyfriend to ever exist.

Oh, you never dreamed of losing your boyfriend, most especially. He was your everything, and you even devoted your life to him.

Well, at least the version of him you thought was your everything until he became the very catalyst behind your downfall, or in this case, there are three versions of him, quite figuratively and literally.

If you had known about his true nature earlier, or rather their true nature, then you would have left sooner and likely flew abroad where they could never find you. 

It is beyond you that their obsession over you has grown into something so intoxicating and darker, hurling you into the abysmal depths of their beguiling depravity, for which you fear that there is no possible way out.

Just as you are now, in the present, having been confined in this luxurious villa that you are now familiar with, and according to them, this is your new home until forever. 

Although there are amenities for you to take advantage of and indulge yourself in, how can you even enjoy anything when you are here against your will in the first place?

Of course, you tried escaping on impulse initially, which was a big mistake on your part as your attempt ensued in them tightening the security impeccably. Unfortunately for them, your rebellion remains a fervid streak, inciting you to defy them, and honestly, a part of you genuinely wants to push their limits to see how long they can handle you.

Hence, you decide to devise another escape plan, to which you admit that it is foolishly crazy, but desperate times call for desperate measures, and you would rather die than never trying at all.

First things first, you need to get the hell out of this villa. The doors that allow access to the second step of your freedom are secured with the smart padlocked, and the last time you tried escaping through the fairly big window in the kitchen, you had fallen right into the bushes with a now-faint scar on your cheek, so every window is locked as well, leaving you to venture to other parts of the villa to find any other unattended windows.

Thankfully, they left out one of the guest rooms, and even better when there is a balcony, so you set the plan in motion, now tightening the rope around your waist, which you had found miraculously in one of the drawers and modified it to facilitate your escape.

After securing the knot around the balustrade for another time, you peer down and swallow a lump in your throat, heeding to the fact that their second floor is rather higher than expected, but you know you must overcome your fear.

Your heart begins to palpitate as soon as your ears perk up at the faint commotion from behind the door, to which you groan as you have forgotten to lock it. The sound of footsteps prompts you to expeditiously advance further, moving over to the side where there is a pillar constructed from the second floor of the balcony to the first floor. 

Thanks to your rock-climbing skills, albeit rusty as it has been years since your father brought you and engaged in rock-climbing activity at the gym facilities, you miraculously manage to execute your plan rather smoothly as you finally reach the first floor despite the pain around your waist and the tremendous ache in your arms due to maintaining momentum with supporting your own weight.

You quickly untie the rope around your waist as you hear the revving engine just a few distance away, and you know that you are dangerously near the garage. Your eyes squint at the opulent gates that encompass the entire villa.

“Shit.” You cuss at yourself for making a mistake by not searching and possessing another rope for you to climb over the gates. Shaking your head, you proceed on anyway, following your better instinct as you stealthily make your moves.

“Where the fuck is she?” You nearly release a startled gasp as soon as you hear his irate tone, and you quickly hide behind a pillar with your hand covering your mouth. You ignore the fact that you actually find him attractive whenever he loses his temper, which happens rarely. “You had one job, and that was to look after her, but you fucked it up.”

You hear your ex-boyfriend scoffing in disbelief while the turmoil within you only seems to intensify as you can discern the heated tension in the air that is orchestrated by your rebellion once more. “Will you relax? They don’t even know that she’s here. I’m sure she’s still somewhere within our radar and trying to escape again.”

“Then go find her, damn it.” As soon as he says so, you have every intention to head in the other direction, going as stealthily as you can, but your better instinct is urging you to retreat for some reason.

Before you can take heed, you turn around the corner, only to bump into a solid figure with his familiar cologne infiltrating your senses that are now alarmingly heightened.

“Here you are, darling.” His usual mirth carries an undercurrent of danger, and when you slowly lift your gaze to look at him, your heart skips a beat at his darkened eyes and his lips curling into a devilish grin. “Trying to escape again now, are we?”

Just when you decide to run away, he grabs you by the arm and manoeuvres you in a way that has your brain going fuzzy at how things escalated for the worse, and you find yourself being carried over his shoulder with his arm securing around your waist.

“Evan! Let go of me!” You begin to throw a hissy fit, punching his back with your legs swinging in defiance, and he remains undeterred, as though he is accustomed to your tantrum. 

“Darling, I really don’t want to do this, but you’re getting on my nerves.” Evan says, and before you know it, he silences you with a smack on your now-stinging bum, leaving you flabbergasted while your cheeks flare with humiliation. “You’re in a whole lot of trouble.”

As soon as he enters the villa through the backdoor, you are deprived of any retaliation or any means of defence against the triple threat, because before you know it, Evan has thrown you on the sectional couch without any thought of carefulness while his brothers have awaited your presence.

Your eyes flicker to each of their austere countenance, and it is still surreal to you at how eerily they look identical without any flaws. Their imposing figure causes you to make an attempt by scrambling backward, the hem of your skirt hiking up, and bringing their attention to your enticing exposed legs.

“Oh, baby, why bother trying again when you know you can never escape?” Your ex-boyfriend casts you a smirk, the cruelty gleaming in his eyes causes your heart to clench, refusing to believe that he had changed completely into a whole different person.

A whimper leaves your lips before you can seal it. “Please just let me go—”

You stop mid-sentence when one of them storms over to you, and before you can escape the path of his wrath, he has you pinned down on the couch, hovering on top of you and preventing you any form of potential escape, especially with your wrists being binded by his large hand as he places them above your head.

“Do you have any idea how worried I was? I thought they got you—” For the first time ever, you catch a glimpse of fear amidst the vulnerability he accidentally unveils before he quickly masks it with his usual frigid austerity, his jaw clenching while his dark eyes penetrate into your widened ones. “You just couldn’t go a day without trying to stir trouble. Fuck, you really love to test our patience, don't you?” He growls.

“Ethan—” You whimper, intending to plead with him as you begin to tremble beneath him and how his brewing ire is suffocating you, to which you know you fucked up big time now, because Ethan rarely gets angry at you even after your previous attempts at escaping.

“I think our pretty girl needs to be taught a lesson, don’t you agree?” Heeseung inquires in a wicked rhetorical manner, his smirk aligning with the arousing lust in his eyes that has your breath hitched in your throat.

“I promise I won’t do it again!” But your words go unheard by them as Ethan manoeuvres you into a position where you find yourself being settled over his lap, facing down the couch with your ass being perked up.

“Since Darling loves playing with ropes, she’ll have them.” You feel Evan dexterously tying your arms together from behind, preventing you any possible way to elude your long-awaited punishment. 

Feeling your skirt being bunched up to expose your ass, your fear is soon eclipsed by anger, never mind the fact that you can feel your arousal dripping along the walls with your cunt clenching in anticipation.

“You know what? Screw all of you!” You retaliate, squirming lightly on Ethan’s lap. “You think that this lame ass punishment can set me straight? You guys are so—”

A weighted palm lands on the flesh of your bum in such an impact that it has you gasping at the painful sensation rippling through you as it blends with your raging arousal.

“Lame ass punishment, you say?” Ethan’s tone sounds eerily calm, and you know better than to be deceived by his composure, because the next thing he does is bring down his palm to slap your ass cheek, the sound echoing in the living room that paints your cheeks in utter humiliation, and yet it is one that amplifies your libido. “Let’s see if you’re going to talk back again after this.”

“Ethan.” You accidentally moan out as soon as he spanks you again, your sweet sound going straight to their cocks as they slowly go up beneath the slacks. “Ethan, please.” You squirm, and this time, you desire for him to relieve your lust.

“This is your punishment, so why are you getting wet, sweetheart?” Ethan hums, his fingers strumming along your clothed cunt, and the material has a noticeable wet patch in the centre. “You must’ve wanted our attention so badly, right? That’s why you did what you did.”

“N-No!” You gasp at the sensation of his fingers sliding underneath your underwear to slowly plunge into your cunt, your slick folds serving as lubricant. “Fuck, Ethan.” You moan out, your cunt clenching around him as he keeps scissoring you.

“I’m not going to make you cum. You’re only going to take what we give you.” Ethan muses, finding the perfect pace to taunt you as he thrusts his fingers into your tight yet inviting cunt. “And since you insulted us, you’re going to let Evan fuck his cock in your mouth.”

Your mouth nearly salivates at the thought of taking Evan once more while your eyes are fogging with lust. As his shadow looms over your figure, you look up, only to see his dark eyes that mirror the emotions in your eyes, and perhaps even more wicked.

With a smirk forming on his lips upon seeing the glinting anticipation in your eyes, Evan slowly unzips his pants in the most tantalising way that nearly has you whining. “I know you’re hungry for cock, so open your lovely mouth wide for me, my darling.”

TAGLIST:

@aishigrey @kgneptun @smg-valeria @lhspeachie @enhaverse713586

@strxwbloody @firstclassjaylee @jwnghyuns @deobitifull @loumin908

@sousydive @pinkkami @skzenhalove @caravm @slut4hee

@immelissaaa @seunghancore @lunavidere01 @heelariously @fleurixzs

@pinkielina @snowesaa @sunpov @punchbug9-blog @ja3yun

@avaleyshin @yunhoswrldddd @woniefull @melonvrs @lovekyr

@lovzwoni @loljaeyunz @jaehoonii @nshmrarki @emberuby

@ivesti @cyjhhyj @yzzyhee @nyxtwixx @itwasrem

TRIPLE THREAT | MASTERLIST (mini-series)

SYNOPSIS: you think you know someone until the odd patterns in their behaviour become alarmingly discernible, and that's exactly what you are experiencing. your boyfriend is the most perfect guy you could've ever dreamed of, and you are more than blessed to be with someone like him, considering that this is your first relationship ever. however, as time passes, you begin to notice how progressively different he becomes, evoking such a qualm within you that affects the trust you had for him. alas, layers of secrets unravel while the stark truth leaves you entirely flabbergasted, but not as equally dreadful as you come face-to-face with the triple threat.

PAIRING: lee heeseung(s) x fem!reader

GENRE: 18+ (mdni), adulthood, reverse harem, dark themes

WARNING(S): indicated on each part

TEASER WORD COUNT: 2k

RUBY'S NOTE: got the inspiration from this one tiktok (the og triple threat book) that @yzzyhee sent to me, and this fic is dedicated to her 🫶🏻 thank you bestie for always entertaining my spams and shi🥹ilysm🤍and i hope this mini series won't turn out to be a flop🙏🏻also the teaser is boring but do wait for the other parts <3

RELEASE DATE: 31st July 2024

TAGLIST: open [comment 💌 below]

➤ PART ONE

➤ PART TWO

➤ PART THREE

➤ PART FOUR

Months ago, you were quite literally living the quintessential life that most were naturally envious of — a new job under an illustrious firm that equitably endowed its employees with an abundance of opportunities to showcase their prowess and competencies, an income with a bountiful bonus that granted you stability in this steep economy, a homey apartment that was once your sanctuary, surrounded by great friends who unequivocally shown and given you the moral support you needed, the perfect boyfriend you could have ever asked for — you had everything and you were beyond grateful.

Keyword: Had. You should have known that someday, everything would crumble and result in you losing it all with a snap of your fingers before you could even cherish deeply — your career, your friends, and your boyfriend, whom you once thought was the perfect boyfriend to ever exist.

Oh, you never dreamed of losing your boyfriend, most especially. He was your everything, and you even devoted your life to him.

Well, at least the version of him you thought was your everything until he became the very catalyst behind your downfall, or in this case, there are three versions of him, quite figuratively and literally.

If you had known about his true nature earlier, or rather their true nature, then you would have left sooner and likely flew abroad where they could never find you. 

It is beyond you that their obsession over you has grown into something so intoxicating and darker, hurling you into the abysmal depths of their beguiling depravity, for which you fear that there is no possible way out.

Just as you are now, in the present, having been confined in this luxurious villa that you are now familiar with, and according to them, this is your new home until forever. 

Although there are amenities for you to take advantage of and indulge yourself in, how can you even enjoy anything when you are here against your will in the first place?

Of course, you tried escaping on impulse initially, which was a big mistake on your part as your attempt ensued in them tightening the security impeccably. Unfortunately for them, your rebellion remains a fervid streak, inciting you to defy them, and honestly, a part of you genuinely wants to push their limits to see how long they can handle you.

Hence, you decide to devise another escape plan, to which you admit that it is foolishly crazy, but desperate times call for desperate measures, and you would rather die than never trying at all.

First things first, you need to get the hell out of this villa. The doors that allow access to the second step of your freedom are secured with the smart padlocked, and the last time you tried escaping through the fairly big window in the kitchen, you had fallen right into the bushes with a now-faint scar on your cheek, so every window is locked as well, leaving you to venture to other parts of the villa to find any other unattended windows.

Thankfully, they left out one of the guest rooms, and even better when there is a balcony, so you set the plan in motion, now tightening the rope around your waist, which you had found miraculously in one of the drawers and modified it to facilitate your escape.

After securing the knot around the balustrade for another time, you peer down and swallow a lump in your throat, heeding to the fact that their second floor is rather higher than expected, but you know you must overcome your fear.

Your heart begins to palpitate as soon as your ears perk up at the faint commotion from behind the door, to which you groan as you have forgotten to lock it. The sound of footsteps prompts you to expeditiously advance further, moving over to the side where there is a pillar constructed from the second floor of the balcony to the first floor. 

Thanks to your rock-climbing skills, albeit rusty as it has been years since your father brought you and engaged in rock-climbing activity at the gym facilities, you miraculously manage to execute your plan rather smoothly as you finally reach the first floor despite the pain around your waist and the tremendous ache in your arms due to maintaining momentum with supporting your own weight.

You quickly untie the rope around your waist as you hear the revving engine just a few distance away, and you know that you are dangerously near the garage. Your eyes squint at the opulent gates that encompass the entire villa.

“Shit.” You cuss at yourself for making a mistake by not searching and possessing another rope for you to climb over the gates. Shaking your head, you proceed on anyway, following your better instinct as you stealthily make your moves.

“Where the fuck is she?” You nearly release a startled gasp as soon as you hear his irate tone, and you quickly hide behind a pillar with your hand covering your mouth. You ignore the fact that you actually find him attractive whenever he loses his temper, which happens rarely. “You had one job, and that was to look after her, but you fucked it up.”

You hear your ex-boyfriend scoffing in disbelief while the turmoil within you only seems to intensify as you can discern the heated tension in the air that is orchestrated by your rebellion once more. “Will you relax? They don’t even know that she’s here. I’m sure she’s still somewhere within our radar and trying to escape again.”

“Then go find her, damn it.” As soon as he says so, you have every intention to head in the other direction, going as stealthily as you can, but your better instinct is urging you to retreat for some reason.

Before you can take heed, you turn around the corner, only to bump into a solid figure with his familiar cologne infiltrating your senses that are now alarmingly heightened.

“Here you are, darling.” His usual mirth carries an undercurrent of danger, and when you slowly lift your gaze to look at him, your heart skips a beat at his darkened eyes and his lips curling into a devilish grin. “Trying to escape again now, are we?”

Just when you decide to run away, he grabs you by the arm and manoeuvres you in a way that has your brain going fuzzy at how things escalated for the worse, and you find yourself being carried over his shoulder with his arm securing around your waist.

“Evan! Let go of me!” You begin to throw a hissy fit, punching his back with your legs swinging in defiance, and he remains undeterred, as though he is accustomed to your tantrum. 

“Darling, I really don’t want to do this, but you’re getting on my nerves.” Evan says, and before you know it, he silences you with a smack on your now-stinging bum, leaving you flabbergasted while your cheeks flare with humiliation. “You’re in a whole lot of trouble.”

As soon as he enters the villa through the backdoor, you are deprived of any retaliation or any means of defence against the triple threat, because before you know it, Evan has thrown you on the sectional couch without any thought of carefulness while his brothers have awaited your presence.

Your eyes flicker to each of their austere countenance, and it is still surreal to you at how eerily they look identical without any flaws. Their imposing figure causes you to make an attempt by scrambling backward, the hem of your skirt hiking up, and bringing their attention to your enticing exposed legs.

“Oh, baby, why bother trying again when you know you can never escape?” Your ex-boyfriend casts you a smirk, the cruelty gleaming in his eyes causes your heart to clench, refusing to believe that he had changed completely into a whole different person.

A whimper leaves your lips before you can seal it. “Please just let me go—”

You stop mid-sentence when one of them storms over to you, and before you can escape the path of his wrath, he has you pinned down on the couch, hovering on top of you and preventing you any form of potential escape, especially with your wrists being binded by his large hand as he places them above your head.

“Do you have any idea how worried I was? I thought they got you—” For the first time ever, you catch a glimpse of fear amidst the vulnerability he accidentally unveils before he quickly masks it with his usual frigid austerity, his jaw clenching while his dark eyes penetrate into your widened ones. “You just couldn’t go a day without trying to stir trouble. Fuck, you really love to test our patience, don't you?” He growls.

“Ethan—” You whimper, intending to plead with him as you begin to tremble beneath him and how his brewing ire is suffocating you, to which you know you fucked up big time now, because Ethan rarely gets angry at you even after your previous attempts at escaping.

“I think our pretty girl needs to be taught a lesson, don’t you agree?” Heeseung inquires in a wicked rhetorical manner, his smirk aligning with the arousing lust in his eyes that has your breath hitched in your throat.

“I promise I won’t do it again!” But your words go unheard by them as Ethan manoeuvres you into a position where you find yourself being settled over his lap, facing down the couch with your ass being perked up.

“Since Darling loves playing with ropes, she’ll have them.” You feel Evan dexterously tying your arms together from behind, preventing you any possible way to elude your long-awaited punishment. 

Feeling your skirt being bunched up to expose your ass, your fear is soon eclipsed by anger, never mind the fact that you can feel your arousal dripping along the walls with your cunt clenching in anticipation.

“You know what? Screw all of you!” You retaliate, squirming lightly on Ethan’s lap. “You think that this lame ass punishment can set me straight? You guys are so—”

A weighted palm lands on the flesh of your bum in such an impact that it has you gasping at the painful sensation rippling through you as it blends with your raging arousal.

“Lame ass punishment, you say?” Ethan’s tone sounds eerily calm, and you know better than to be deceived by his composure, because the next thing he does is bring down his palm to slap your ass cheek, the sound echoing in the living room that paints your cheeks in utter humiliation, and yet it is one that amplifies your libido. “Let’s see if you’re going to talk back again after this.”

“Ethan.” You accidentally moan out as soon as he spanks you again, your sweet sound going straight to their cocks as they slowly go up beneath the slacks. “Ethan, please.” You squirm, and this time, you desire for him to relieve your lust.

“This is your punishment, so why are you getting wet, sweetheart?” Ethan hums, his fingers strumming along your clothed cunt, and the material has a noticeable wet patch in the centre. “You must’ve wanted our attention so badly, right? That’s why you did what you did.”

“N-No!” You gasp at the sensation of his fingers sliding underneath your underwear to slowly plunge into your cunt, your slick folds serving as lubricant. “Fuck, Ethan.” You moan out, your cunt clenching around him as he keeps scissoring you.

“I’m not going to make you cum. You’re only going to take what we give you.” Ethan muses, finding the perfect pace to taunt you as he thrusts his fingers into your tight yet inviting cunt. “And since you insulted us, you’re going to let Evan fuck his cock in your mouth.”

Your mouth nearly salivates at the thought of taking Evan once more while your eyes are fogging with lust. As his shadow looms over your figure, you look up, only to see his dark eyes that mirror the emotions in your eyes, and perhaps even more wicked.

With a smirk forming on his lips upon seeing the glinting anticipation in your eyes, Evan slowly unzips his pants in the most tantalising way that nearly has you whining. “I know you’re hungry for cock, so open your lovely mouth wide for me, my darling.”

TAGLIST:

@aishigrey @kgneptun @smg-valeria @lhspeachie @enhaverse713586

@strxwbloody @firstclassjaylee @jwnghyuns @deobitifull @loumin908

@sousydive @pinkkami @skzenhalove @caravm @slut4hee

@immelissaaa @seunghancore @lunavidere01 @heelariously @fleurixzs

@pinkielina @snowesaa @sunpov @punchbug9-blog @ja3yun

@avaleyshin @yunhoswrldddd @woniefull @melonvrs @lovekyr

@lovzwoni @loljaeyunz @jaehoonii @nshmrarki @emberuby

@ivesti @cyjhhyj @yzzyhee @nyxtwixx @itwasrem

He just couldn't get more perfect. 😩🥺

“did chris evans actually jump that high to grab onto that helicopter in civil war?”

friendly reminder that chris vaulted with ease over chris pratt after just telling him less than a minute before that he would be able to clear him if he only put his head down.

we (sebastian) stan our new Shang-Chi

How about my headcanon Super strength Charles UwU

I can only assume you mean you would like another doodle --

I think this hc is very funky but it makes sense in a way ahdhahsk he is a veteran after all !

Headcanon #2

While hanging out, Henry shoplifts thing, because "I am not paying 30$ for a t-shirt" while Ellie distracts the security guards.

And they got away with it, and they are so proud of themselves. Charles says nothing and they ignore him.

They don't know Charles stays back and pays for the shit they stole.

Fuck you *pony-fies your triple threat*

YO LOOK AT THEM GO!!!!!!!!!!

Overdue triplethreat doodle

Ugh fine they can all be in love… I guess 😒

reblog if you’re gay, shy or a fucking idiot

getting someone into 2000s media be like oh yeah this is based off the most intricate story known to man but with 5 hour long straight sex scenes in the middle please dont mind

for those who need saving: @balenciaguks & @loverjimin

Aaand it's done. From sketch to line art to complete piece. I think it's the most detailed and intricate digital art piece I've ever done. Triple threat V. Poshifer (with some Goblin King thrown in for good measure 😝) with his minions. Overlord of the Underworld, and far renowned in the Underground. Yes, yes, in deed.

THIS ART IS AMAZING!!!!!

Goku from Dragon Ball

Luffy from One Piece

Naruto from Naruto Shippuden/Boruto

My favorite Anime Characters

PS: THIS ARTWORK IS NOT MINE IT BELONGS TO dbs_mode click the link below to follow his instagram.

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What if Niffty was a triplet?

Niffty, Shiffty, and Thriffty: Triplet Trouble

A/N: This is such a chaotic and creative request, and it was so fun to write! I can only imagine how crazy it would be if Niffty had two other siblings (ignore their corny names, but i feel like the rhymes are just so fitting lol). I just kind of took creative liberty here, and this one is kind of shorter than my other headcanons. If you were looking for something else or something longer, just send me another request and I’ll be happy to fix it! I hope you enjoy it!

One day, when everyone was just doing their normal hotel duties, a knock sounded on the main door. As the group looks suspiciously at each other, Charlie practically beams with excitement: A new guest seeking redemption! Before she can make it to the door, though, it seems as if somebody had flipped a switch in Niffty. The second the noise was heard, she was already at the door about to open it. 

Charlie would say, “Oh, Nifty, It’s okay, typically I like to greet the gues-” but she is cut off by Niffty’s insanely high pitched and feral scream of excitement. When Charlie looks out the door, she sees… nothing. That is, until she looks about 3 feet down and is met with - two more Niffties? No, that can’t be right. “Uhm… guys?” Charlie calls out.

As the rest of the group comes to the door to see what the fuss is, they are met with two beings, similar in size to Niffty, except it looked like these two were - boys? They shared similar traits to Niffty: pink hair, one eye, fifties style suits.. but who were they?

“Ohmysatanohmysatanohmysatan you’re here!!!” Nifty would say. Before anyone could even blink, the two men would literally scurry like bugs across the hotel. “Uhm.. Niffty? Who.. who are these - things? People? Boys?” 

Nifty would reply, “Oh, I totally forgot to introduce you! Those are my brothers, Shiffty and Thriffty!” Charlie had been stressed enough with the general upkeep of the hotel, and to be honest, two more Niffties was NOT what she needed to lower her stress. “Oh!... why - why didn’t you tell us - me - that they were coming?” she would say through her best forced smile. 

Once Niffty managed to collect them and have them introduce themselves, the group quickly learned what they were dealing with. Similar to how Niffty’s name implied that she was “nifty” around the hotel, Shiffty seemed to be unable to stay in one place for more than 4 seconds, whereas Thriffty was very well-put together, seemingly good with his money. 

After a bit of explaining, it turns out that the triplets were a part of a crime syndicate and died together after commiting a heist. The only reason that the brothers hadn’t joined Niffty sooner was because she was swept away by the Radio Demon to work under his guidance. They had only just seen the commercial for the Hazbin Hotel and noticed that their sister was advertised as the housekeeper. 

Once Charlie had explained in depth the goals, rules, and guests of the hotel, the brothers decided that they would give redemption a try (whether they actually wanted redemption or just to never be separated from their sister again was unknown). 

In all, though their entrance was rather chaotic, Shiffty and Thriffty became useful assets to the hotel - Shiffty running advertisements on the streets outside of the Hotel and Thriffty managing the finances -  and even worked their way to being a beloved part of the Hazbin family.