IN WHICH...

the tower is a computer, the wheel of fortune stopped short, and the reversed hanged man was doomed from the start. indie hazbin hotel ocs baited by junestar

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CURRENT STATUS: low and sporadic activity

you can't always get what you want.

but if you try, sometime, you just might find...

you get what you need.

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so glad we've almost made it

so sad they had to fade it

everybody wants to rule the world

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honestly i could write many words about anomaly and their relationship with sex but i will silence myself

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🔢what’s their body count? For Anomaly :)

sinday headcanons // @hellishbind

they will say none.

SA mentions under cut

Although Anomaly will retain that they've never lost their virginity, they had sex once and it was the result of an assault against them from an older student while they were still in high school. They've wrestled with this plenty, but have ultimately come to decide that they don't consider it to have been a real experience-- in the sense of it being a sexual experience, they know / understand that it happened but even that they view in a very... Odd way. They view it as something that happened to someone else, not them, at least not the person who they are now.

That happened to someone weak. Someone who didn't know how to protect themself. It may have been them, but it is not them now, and they don't consider it to be something that they have to deal with any longer.

But if you know them. If you've observed them. You know just how much it affects them constantly, even if you don't know the reason for why they react so negatively to touch, so intensely to those who try to domineer them or push them into things they're not comfortable with. How they're so paranoid they can barely function half the time. It's still very visible, it's still something that weighs them down, it's still something they never healed from because they had no tools to heal from it.

[lapis-memes]

Anonymously confess something that your muse wants to tell mine.

[nickygalitzine]

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

🧑‍🤝‍🧑🧑‍🤝‍🧑how do they feel about having multiple partners at once? have they ever done it? 🪢do they have a kink? if so, what is it? 💸have they ever or would they ever accept money or gifts in exchange for sex? 🍆how do they feel about toys? do they have any? what’s their favorite? do they use them with partners? 🌙do they need an emotional connection or are one-night-stands an option? 🫂how do they feel about friends with benefits? 🍒how old were they when they lost their virginity? to whom? was it significant? 🏳️‍🌈what’s their sexual orientation? have they ever experimented outside of that [for more binary orientations such as heterosexual/homosexual]? 👄do they prefer oral or penetrative sex more? ↕️are they a sub, dom, or switch? top, bottom, or switch? 🛏️what’s their favorite position? 🔢what’s their body count? 🕒what’s the longest time they went without engaging in sexual activity with a partner? [masturbation doesn’t count] 👀how do they feel about voyeurism? exhibitionism? 🏬would they have sex in public? if so, how public is too public? 🤪what’s the wildest place they’ve ever done something sexual? ❤️‍🔥what’s their most erogenous zone? 💋do they like to kiss while having sex? do they cuddle afterward? 💦what’s their immediate post-orgasm reaction? 🫶what does after care look like for them?

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Very deep in my Anomaly feels today!!

[dealingmanipulator]

Alastor didn't push with Dr. Carrard, even if he truly did want to dig in deeper with him. Now, however, certainly wasn't the time. Likely for a lot of things, but certainly nothing that was a sore subject. They were both sore enough already, weren't they? And yet he rubbed salt in his own wounds already.

"We were. But whereas Vox and I are destined to harm one another, I think... I hope, Anomaly and I can avoid it. I can tell them when I don't like something and it isn't- they don't treat it as if I'm harming them by being unable to. Do something," he said, the rare start and stop of his sentences missing their radio static altogether, Alastor's voice laid bare with his staff tucked away. When he exhaled it shook, much like his hands. The shift of subject was a welcome one, and one which he made at least an attempt at eye contact for, though holding it never lasted long. The radio demon listened to the advice given, nodding to show that he had taken it in, some pinch between his eyes and a flattening of his ears giving away just how eager he was to execute on it.

"... I'll do it."

He froze as the doctor made his own intentions so clear. Alastor's heart felt as if it were aching into his throat, the wanting so sharp to the point of being unbearable.

"I just thought... since we're friends and-"

Vox's voice rang in his ears.

"Oh..." Alastor said, as if he'd been stabbed and he'd just realized there was a knife embedded in him. He swallowed thickly. "I'd... I'd like that very much, doctor. Your- Delabra tells me your name is Percy. Do you have a preference? I do so love to say doctor and enjoy it for once, so it makes little difference to me."

He busied himself with a summoned bucket and sponge, washing off what blood he could away from Anomaly as they were closed up. Once he got what he could without disturbing the wound he scooped them up once again, creating a portal to their room for the three of them to pass through. Another wave and the linens were changed to something clean, several blankets stacked on top of each other. He knew they would be cold.

"... I'll be back shortly- I'm going to clean myself up... I think I should say, my tone with you earlier was. It... I wasn't doing well. This- you didn't decide for this to happen. I just don't want to see it again."

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Dr. Carrard tilts his head, just slightly. "it matters very little what you wish to call me, alastor! truly, it's anomaly who prefers the code names." Yet, there's a fondness in his voice for that. For them. "i have no preference, no."

Before going through the portal, the doctor grabs a handful of things he'll need, then follows his two friends. They return to Anomaly's room at the hotel, Carrard going to their dresser to fish out a new shirt and setting it on the side of the bed for them to have upon their waking.

"ah, worry nothing of this," he says, waving a hand. "this tone you have said, i am not worried about it!"

Although he keeps his bright tone, he's growing weary, his English steadily worse as the translations muddle over themselves in his head. "go and get cleaned up, yes? we will be here when you are back!"

And, indeed, they are.

By the time Alastor has returned, Anomaly is half sitting, half just propped up on a few pillows, staring at the wall ahead of them. The pixelation of their face is back, as is the slow (but steady), rise and fall of their chest. They're in the shirt that Dr. Carrard had pulled out, though that can barely be seen since they're under so many blankets.

The doctor himself is sitting in a chair next to the bed, book open on his lap, head raising towards the radio demon upon his entrance. "ah! look who it is!"

Slowly, Anomaly turns their head in the direction Dr. Carrard is looking and a halfway smile creeps its way upon their lips. "hey."

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✨🫀 alastor & dr. carrard { @narrativehazbins }

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AND HELLO. HOW VERY SNEETIEFUL THESE TWO ARE....

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Sorry for quiet writing!! My nephew is staying over until tomorrow... but no one actually told me this was happening until I got home and he was here yesterday lmao

I love him but chilling with a 3 year old is not conducive of a writing environment

[mywingsaremadeofplastic]

[theserpnt]

he nodded, briefly thinking of how he could even help against such a thing before the doctor continued to speak. lucifer scowled slightly at the mention of the vees; he'd never bothered with overlords before vox's attempted takeover, but now he made it a point to keep tabs on them just incase another usurper started to make themselves known. that trio in particular had far too much power in the pride ring for him to be comfortable with, even now.

the offhand inclusion of himself in hell made lucifer curious what even landed him down here in the first place. he seemed a little quirky, sure, but otherwise was fine company and much more open than the other sinner.

"yeah, that makes sense actually." he leaned a little to try and see what the other had in his hands before his eyes moved back to his— face? mask? visor? what was with the two and having their faces hidden, really. the devil couldn't help but be curious.

"i don't know, it can get pretty bo-ring having nothing but time on your hands. but i'm not complaining too much i guess." a pause. he tried to find some kind of segway between the current topic and his curiosity, but found nothing that wasn't clumsy. "speaking of time, how long have you guys been down here? it can't be good being so isolated all the time." not that he was one to talk. "i just think it's interesting you're all the way down here, but still care enough about up there to want to find a cure for that potion stuff."

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Although no smile can be seen, the brightness of his visor seems to imply some kind of general cheeriness coming from the doctor. He didn't talk science much with anyone, and while Anomaly had some vague interest in what he did, they weren't exactly expressive when they spoke, so it was hard to tell whether or not that even cared about what he said.

"when i was alive, i always felt as if i was running out of time! so! i suppose i don't mind having all kinds of it now! perhaps i'll grow bored, eventually!" He only shrugs, laying the clipboard down so Lucifer can look at it if he so chooses. It mostly consists of formulas attempting to recreate the Love Potion and a few things written in French about how to combat each component.

"in the sewers, you mean?" He looks around, then shrugs his shoulders again. "well! what a story this is to tell! i've not been dead long, you understand, only... ah, what would it be... two years, then? i met anomaly when i arrived in hell, and now we live together! funny how things work, sometimes! they're less social than myself, it seems. i go out quite often, they...! not so much."

He chuckles, softly.

"they have been in hell longer than i, and from what i understand, have spent most of it down here." A soft hum as he considers how much to say. "it is important to them to be left alone."

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Now that I think about it, I don't think Anomaly, at least in life, really went out to eat all that much. Like maybe a couple times for birthdays but like. They just almost never went out to eat! They're not used to Restaurants........

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Anomaly 100% is the type to believe Applebee's is like a fancy restaurant.

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"Sometimes, you'll break down and have to eat something. So you'll make a turkey and cheese sandwich. And after you eat that you'll be like holy shit. I need another one of those. And before you know it, you're three sammies deep and your stomach hurts so bad that you feel like you're going to die. That's normal though."

[tiktoks-i-enjoyed]

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[ txt : Dr. Percy Carrard 🩻🔪]

Dear Dr. Carrard,

You are unavailable? Well, that's a shame. But it did motivate me to clean my room, and it is a nice change of pace to communicate with you like this too. Anomaly and I text rather frequently, but I wasn't even aware that you had my number! I don't think I have to ask how you've gotten it... Sinners still celebrate birthdays as far as I'm aware! There was a long legged fellow that used to stay at the hotel before your time here, and they had quite the celebration for him, anyhow.

Are you asking me to attend their celebration? I think I can clear my very busy calendar for it. I'll leave the baking to you and try to find a suitable gift for them on my end. I have a few ideas but I think some art supplies would encourage them to continue pursuing their craft. I haven't gotten to see it just yet, but most great artists have worked with more than just one medium, so I figure opening the door to more would be beneficial.

Yours truly,

Alastor.

PS: You're welcome. 🫀 I hope your work is going well!

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[txt: alastor! 📻📻]

Alastor-

Yes! busy today! You understand! I will have to visit you soon, then, to see what work you've done! I am usnrpsied that you and Anomaly do text very much, as it is something they seem to prefer to calling! This is very interesting information! What is your birthday? :)

Of course, you should very much come to their birthday celebration! I am getting them roller skates! I think they will very much appreciate art supplies! They have told me once they used to paint! But, ah! Of course, you have not heard this from me!

-Dr. Carrard

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@notabellhop // continued

"my hand is steady, but i can only do so much when you are squirming about!" Dr. Carrard does not snap at Alastor, what's said is said with a certain cheery brightness that, in life, most patients found quite off-putting. As for in death? Well, generally those he worked with were less patients and more subjects, but, semantics, semantics! He was still more than willing to help those who needed it, even those who were not exactly taken with the medical arts.

Such as the one under his careful hand now.

"i do not find it smart to go about and to spread rumors," he hums, "even those based in truth! not a word of it will be spoken."

Except, perhaps, to Anomaly. But that goes unsaid, naturally.

"now, you will need to hold still, or this will only take longer! i'm certain that is not something that you wish for!"