A story in 69 parts
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hello vonnie
Sade Olutola
Cosmic Funnies

Love Begins
art blog(derogatory)
sheepfilms
Misplaced Lens Cap
One Nice Bug Per Day
Game of Thrones Daily
AnasAbdin
Monterey Bay Aquarium

izzy's playlists!

titsay

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Jules of Nature

pixel skylines

seen from Türkiye

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@deer-eared-disaster
A story in 69 parts
Hazbin Hotel + Helluva Boss as Reductress headlines (part 3)
Some Hazbin Hotel Exchanges
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Hazbin Hotel + Helluva Boss as ‘Whose Line Is It Anyway?’ Quotes
A chain of worsening events
Hazbin Hotel + Helluva Boss as Homestuck quotes
ASSessing the situation (cue laugh track)
Hazbin Hotel as The Onion headlines (part 2)
I like to think that Alastor is the master of doing incredibly passive aggressive things but he's not mad, or at least not angry, he just is doing it because it's funny as hell (pun intended)
Oh, absolutely.
Alastor will mention in passing that someone stole his macarons, which he'd been looking forward to eating, and how Charlie would be so disappointed to hear that one of her patrons gave in to the sin of gluttony under her watch. Perhaps he should find them and have a heart-to-heart, understand the reason behind the theft.
His words aren't meant to be threatening, they just seem like the woeful laments of a humble sinner who'd been robbed of his one true joy in life, but everyone in hell and their grandma knows the Radio Demon. They can sense the concealed glee behind his dejected tone and wistful gaze.
All of the patrons immediately start accusing each other and denying involvement. I didn't do it, I was at Mimzy's Club. I couldn't possibly have done it, I'm diabetic. Don't look at me, I don't even have a mouth. Soon enough the argument devolves into a literal bloodbath, sinners fighting and punching and stabbing each other out of frustration, all because Alastor happened to mention his missing macarons once or twice. He watches the unfolding chaos with manic joy, an afternoon well spent.
There were no macarons.
What if we just argued about colors for ten minutes
The duality of man (GONE SEXUAL)
Liked the "Good responses to being stabbed by a sword" post and got it to 666 notes, no one can touch it now
Look how far we’ve come. Lucifer would be proud.