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What if vampires aren’t actually vulnerable to garlic?
What if hunters just took down a vampire with a garlic allergy and thought “This must work on all of them.”?

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The V’s little pet (Hazbin Hotel x Male child reader)
(A/N: This is taking place in Season 1 of Hazbin. And if your name does not start with V, please adjust accordingly 😂, enjoy!)
There wasn't much to be said about you when you were alive, you were an unwanted orphan in the 1950's and trust me it wasn't as fun as the movies made it seem.
But that all changed when you met him.
Vincent Whitman, your idol.
No matter where you ended up or how bad things got, you could always just turn on the TV and find him waiting for you with a bright smile, making you laugh and feel like everything would be okay. You often wondered if that's what having a dad felt like.
You weren't sure, but all you knew is that he made you feel safe and that you could trust him, which you could. It was literally his catchphrase.
You struck up a great bond, with his charm and your adorableness, ratings for his show went through the roof. He told you that you and he made a great team and that you were his Number 1, your heart lit up every time he said that.
You felt like your future was becoming brighter, that was until... the incident at the aquarium.
You saw the tv fall from its hanging and landed straight onto Mr Whitman before you could do anything.
There was a bright flash, then pain, then darkness.
And you woke up in hell, and boy did you look different.
Vincent literally had a tv for a head and you looked just like your stuffed dog toy you carried everywhere with you, short, fluffy h/c fur, round floppy ears and teeth fitting a canine.
You were a freaking puppy!
But we're getting off track, that was then, this is now. Long story short you met Val and Velvette and them and Vincent- Vox formed The V's and became the most infamous overlords in Pentagram City.
Vox was the tv overlord, (no surprise there) and started VoxTek, he was the one who sponsored all your videos.
Valentino was the film overlord, though none of them would let you watch any of the films he made, saying it "wasn't safe for the baby." That always made you huff, you weren't a baby. You were 8!
Turns out Val was really good at drawing and you'd often did it together, you with your crayons and him always sketching vox tied up with his shirt off, which was kinda weird.
He also liked sticking you in this big purse of his, carrying you around everywhere and showing you off, Vox always gave him an earful for it, but you didn't mind 'cause you liked all the head pats people gave you.
Velvette was the media overlord and ran all of VoxTek's socials, you always took selfies together when it was just the two of you, it was fun and she said it got her a lot of likes. She also had killer fashion sense, even though she told you your clothes looked like a unicorn shat all over them, you'd always find a new box full of said clothes outside your room every now and then, no matter how much she denied making them for you.
As for you...
You weren't actually sure what kind of overlord you were, you kinda just did your own thing, making fun videos of you reviewing fun toys, doing silly challenges and people just seemed to like it. (Think Cookie Swirl C meets Ryan's World)
It got so popular that Vox eventually got you to start promoting items for the company. Saying you helped distract people and take their minds off their troubles, especially during the exterminations.
Sometimes you'd overhear the employees whispering that you were just the V's cute little mascot and you'd always chew them out for it, you weren't as powerful as the others but you still had a mean bite.
Besides Vox promised if you worked hard enough and got more people to follow him and the others, then you could become an official V like them, then everyone will think twice before making fun of you.
The three of them were a little rough around the edges, but they were still the closest thing you'd ever had to a family and you weren't going to let any of them down.
"We're counting on you buddy. Make us all look good." Vox's words echoed in your head, you could do it, you'd make Vox proud and be the bestest overlord ever!
But right now you had to focus, you had a video to film.
"Hi Fluffballs! It's your bestie Y/N and today we're going to be trying something new, sweet and fresh out of the freezer. That's right, I'm taste testing the 3V Popsicles!" You conjured images of said popsicles above your head, looking like goofier versions of their namesake's, glitter and the sound of cheering accompanying them.
But before you could even try any of them, Valentino crashed through the door.
"Val! I'm recording!" You chided. Val only glare not giving a reply, oh no, that's his "I want to shoot someone" face. He walked over, scooped you up and stomped off.
"No, no, no wait- this video is sponsored by VoxTek, trust us with your entertainment!" You sputtered out grabbing the edge of the table before the moth man yanked you off and tucked you under his arm.
(Meanwhile with Vox)
Incoming call: Velvette
The notification popped up on Vox's screen, he grabbed the signal and flicked it onto another monitor, Velvette's ever-moody face appearing on it.
"Hello there Velvette, how are you this hellish morning?"
"Oh cut the shit Vox. I need you up here now!"
"Whatever could be the problem my dear?" Vox asked as he tapped away on a tablet, loud crashing sounds coming from the background on Velvette's side.
"Your little boy toy is wrecking my department while I'm trying to put together a show, and he even dragged the kid out of his dumb little video."
"Hi Vox!" He heard you say throughout all the cursing, breaking and casual murder Val caused.
"Just get your arse up here NOW!" A huge splatter of blood spewed on the carpet behind her. "Dammit Valentino!"
The call ended and Vox's smile fell, quickly pulling up the footage of you being yanked out of the camera's view and letting out a tired sigh. He got up, muttering to himself.
"Oh god here I go, Valentino, just another fuckin' day with Val. Hey, hey, hey fuck my life."
(Back to you)
"Ow! Val that hurts." You felt the tight grip on your hair become less tight voicing your discomfort.
Val always did this when he was mad, he either brushed and styled your hair or just squeezed you close to his chest, the times he did the latter were kinda hazy because the red smoke Val gave off always made you feel really drowsy.
You quickly learned not to ask what was making him angry and to just let him do his thing until he calmed down on his own, so you took to occupying yourself by playing games on your custom made duck phone.
Yup, along with everything else you were an unofficial therapy dog.
The large doors opened, Vox walking in with his arms behind his back, looking very unamused. You wanted to greet him first but Val beat you to it.
"Fucking finally!" He smashed his glass on the floor.
"Kitty, another drink!" He ordered his robo-assistant. "Can you believe what that piece of shit did? THE UNGRATEFUL WHORE!!" He threw the new glass in your direction, you ducked out of the way, not even looking up from your screen.
"Uh, which whore are we talking about this time?"
"Fucking Angel Dust. WHO THE HELL ELSE WOULD I BE TALKING ABOUT! That fucking slut walked out on me. ME. I fucking made him. Without me he's just a bag of meat with some mildly entertaining holes."
"Oh Angel quit?" That made you look up from your phone.
"No! He didn't fucking quit, it's worse. HE MOVED!"
Oh. That's what got him so riled up? I mean it sucked Angel wasn't living at the tower anymore, the guy was like a cool big brother to you, he babysat you when the others were busy, he taught you how to dance on the pole, you painted each others nails, you even played magic wizards with fat nugget.
The wands he brought were weird though, they were oddly shaped and all they did was vibrate when you flipped the switch on them. Was still fun though.
"He thinks he can just walk in here, work and go home somewhere else? Can you fucking believe that?! Thinks he can run off and shack up with Lucifer's bimbo daughter."
"Angel is living with Lucifer's daughter?"
Val opened and rummaged through his closet.
"Yeah that bitch Chalky or Chandler I don't know something man-ish like that, she's got this hotel and- Y/N sweetie which of these make Papi look sexier?" He asked you, holding up two pistols.
"The red one." You answered. He puckered his lips in a thankful kiss.
You tuned out the rest of the conversation, Vox convincing Val not to shoot everyone in that hotel, the disaster seeming to be over.
"You know," Aaaaand another one took its place, of course 😑. "Angel isn't the only one spending time at this ratty hotel with the devil's princesa."
"Oh who else is there? Someone who owes you money?" Vox asked offhandedly, Val chuckled.
"Someone who owes us much more than money. The Radio Demon is there." You froze hearing that name, along with Vox's claws scraping against the table.
Oh no.
"What did you just say?" Vox asked way too calmly.
"You heard me."
"Alastor came back and he is with Lucifer's daughter, and that wasn't the first FUCKING THING YOU TOLD ME!" Oh god this was so bad.
"Hey, killing Alastor is your kink."
The monitor flashed to life and Vox was in front of it in a nanosecond, you climbed down from the couch and stood next to him and you found yourself struggling to hold in a laugh as the radio demon completely wrecked the snake guy's blimp and sent him flying when he tore off a piece of his coat.
You'd heard about his and Vox's spat a couple years back and from the way Vox spun it he sounded like the worst guy ever, but he seemed pretty pleasant, kind of like a kooky grandpa, he even summoned some of his minions to help repair the damages.
You saw Angel on the other screen flirting with the one who had big muscles.
"See?! Look at how he flirts with that guy, and he's not even paying!" He kept muttering until he realised Vox wasn't listening, he just kept staring at the monitor showing the radio demon walking off, he looked about ready to rip him to pieces.
"Vox?"
"Go to your room Y/N"
"B-but Vox-"
"GO TO YOUR ROOM!"
You scampered out of their as fast as your little legs could carry you, making it to your bedroom, leaning on the closed door as you panted, wall-to-wall plushies that any collector would have wet dreams about, fluffy beanbags and blankets and a small projector casting stars on the ceiling.
You slumped on your giant f/c plushie panda bed, the resulting squeak not doing much to make you feel better. You'd never seen Vox this angry, not since the last time he faced off against the radio demon, not since...
You lifted your sleeve, showing the scar underneath that it was hiding, you shook your head away from the memory and immediately dropped it.
That was an accident.
It was. You were his Number 1, he would never hurt you on purpose. He was just really stressed out and you were in the way, he didn't mean it.
You looked to the wall with all your drawings, you, Vox, Val and Vel all happy together, everyone loving all four of you, on top of the world... like a family.
(The one time I actually want to draw like an 8 year old, I got nothing 😂)
No, it'll all be fine, Vox beat him once, he can beat him again, and if not maybe they could just ignore each other? I mean if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything, right? You just had to keep doing what you were doing, getting more views, getting Vox more followers and gaining more popularity for yourself, then you could become a V like him.
That's what he'd want, and that's what you'll do.
It's gonna be great, it's fine, you're fine.
It was all gonna be fine.
(This fic is available on my Wattpad page, feel free to have look at it over there and let me know if you want it to continue over here, see you all in the next fic 💖)
Read ~1~ from the story The V's little pet (Hazbin Hotel x male child reader) by Sparkle_Mama (Sparkle Mama) with 297 r...
Okay hear me out
I listen to Feeling Good by Michael Bublé for the first time and you can’t tell me it doesn’t have major Lackadaisy vibes.
It just has the same oomph to it.
Try listening to it and telling me I’m wrong.
Gone on, I’ll wait 😌😂
I'm working on some knitting projects for Christmas and had a flash to y/n knitting when stressed or upset. Like the whole apartment is covered with blankets, roomies have an assortment of sweaters, hats, scarves, etc. (that they all cherish with every fiber of their being because y/n made them). When y/n met Kaminari, he got a hat knitted during stressful finals. When y/n met Kirishima, he got the scarf knitted when y/n thought a line was crossed with Bakugou and he stopped answering her. (1/2)
OMG I KNIT TOO!!! well like i can only knit ugly beanies and scarves and blankets 💀 BUT STILL, super fun, good stress relief. i approve of this headcanon. Y/N KNITS A WHOLE ASS BLANKET AND SWEATER BC OF HOW SAD/ANGRY SHE IS ABOUT BAKUGOU🥺 when kiri and kami leave y/n’s apartment, bakugou sees them with bundles of scarves and jumpes in their hands and kami is just like “u made y/n sad sad smfh”
As a knitter/crocheter and an MHA fan, this makes my day, every time I read it ❤️❤️❤️
My OC for the comic I’m working on
Name: Spirit of the Crocus Flower (Crocus for short)
Hobbies: Gardening, Drawing, Dancing, Sightseeing,Twirling around with her shawl (Full Misty Day from ahs)
Like her namesake she appears every spring, wherever there are Crocus flowers, she can travel freely, she always wanted to see the world when she was alive and now she can.
She’s new to this whole spirit thing, but thankfully she has many new friends to help. She also loves talking to people so if any of you have any questions for her, feel free to ask.
Can’t wait to share the comic with you guys, it’s my first time making one so wish me luck.
Bye xxx

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What if the Pantheon of Discord was good?
I know the pantheon’s soul purpose is to cause chaos and to plunge the universe into ruin, but what if they caused good chaos, the kind that makes people smile, laugh and help them make better decisions,
For example The Toymaker’s toy shop could be an entrance to a mini dimension where anyone could go and play fun games free of worry and consequence
In stead of stealing the music in people’s heart, they could share it for all to hear, as we all saw music is just as important for a peaceful world as anything else.
Trickster could be like a ghost of Christmas future type, showing people what happens if they don’t mend their ways.
And Sutekh, an empathetic and patient god of death, would have a deep appreciation for life seeing it as a gift instead of an abomination, gently guiding souls to the hereafter.
This idea’s still a work in progress, let me know what you think, what do you think if the pantheon was good, let me know and I’ll make a more detailed description of them in my next post.
See you the next one. 💖
Prayers of The Three Mothers
(Mother of Sighs)
Dark Queen,
She who carries the sighs of the hopeless,
We gather as one in reverence.
We call on thee within in the endless darkness,
To release us from the mortal coil once our time has come,
so our sorrows may finally lift and melt away in the sun.
In life and in death,
We await your embrace.
Mother Suspiriorum
(Mother of Tears)
Weep for us,
Sorrowful mother.
Weep for the restless sleepers,
For your sisters who’s skins were blackened by burning flame,
Weep for those suffering from the cruelties of this world.
Let your cries fill the night sky,
And may your tears wash away the sorrows and doubts in our hearts.
Weep for us,
Mother Lachrymarum
(Mother of Darkness)
Defier of God,
Maiden of Lunacies,
Through your darkness, the true wicked ones are revealed,
Where those who are oppressed find sanctuary,
Mother of Outcasts,
Whatever path we may walk,
We return and rejoice in your shadows as we bless your name,
Mother Tenebrarum
(Combined Prayer)
Fear,
Darkness,
Sorrow,
Grant us mercy in this unforgiving world,
Nourish our souls with your tears in this blessed hour,
And breathe new life into us in which we are reborn.
Unholy Mothers,
Guide us with your hands and teach us to draw empathy from cruelty,
Kindness from hatred,
To embrace the shadows but never let them consume us.
Mater Tenebrarum
Mater Lachrymarum
Mater Suspiriorum
Hail the Three Mothers!
(Artwork not mine)
Class 1-B x Autistic Reader
(I never really handle change well, especially when I started a new school and were just some ideas about that popped into my head about how the reader would interact with some of the students and teachers of class 1-B. Enjoy!)
TW: Descriptions of bullying
Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu
He was actually the first one you met on your first day at UA.
You got a little lost trying to find your homeroom class, and you were kinda having a mini freak out.
There were just so many people and it was so loud and-
A hand grabbed your shoulder and after startling each other, exchanging screams and falling on both of your butts, you introduced each other.
You swear, you didn’t mean to laugh at his name it just slipped out, he didn’t mind though, he even chuckled himself.
Turns out he was in the same class as you, so being the happy, helpful, golden retriever boi he was, he offered to walk with you.
Your eyes were glued to the floor as your cheeks were probably bright red. (They were)
You just couldn’t say no to that goofy, toothy smile… so adorable!!!
He could tell you weren’t much of a talker, which was ok he could talk enough for the both of you, and you were fine with letting him talk, but when he’d ask a question about you, you kind tensed up and gave a sparse answer or just didn’t speak at all.
You both managed to get to get to class on time, you thanked him and sat at the back of the class next to a window without another word.
Some of the other students that were already there tried to talk to you, but you clammed up like you did for him.
He’d glance at you throughout the class and you’d often be staring out the window, off in your world, seemed kinda lonely.
That just made him more determined to be your friend, he promised he’d help you come out of your shell.
Hero training was when you really got excited, when Tetsu showed off his quirk, *jaw drop* HE WAS MADE OF METAL!!!!
He noticed you ogling and started flexing his arms with a smirk, that smirked immediately vanished when he saw you feeling his bicep with wide eyes, it felt so real, like actual metal, so cool!
You were so enraptured you didn’t notice Tetsu, turning redder than a tomato, too frozen to say anything.
Him: 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳
Setsuna Tokage
You were at your desk, just fiddling with your little F/C, fluffy bunny plush. It always helped when you felt anxious, it was just so fluffy and cuddly.
You used to take it everywhere with you, but when you started going to school… let’s just say teasing was the least of your worries. But right now with you starting at U.A. you just really need the reassurance.
You gave it another quick squeeze, before you noticed something.
An eye… there was a single, blinking eye on your desk.
Most people would jump out of their seats or flinch at the very least, but you were you so you just blinked back.
It rolled away, connecting to a head, then a torso, then arms until there was a fully assembled girl standing in front of you. She introduced herself as Setsuna Tokage with a friendly smile, you reciprocated with a shy one.
You quickly hid [Bunny’s Name] behind your back when she pointed him out, but she assured that is ok and that [Bunny’s Name] was really cute.
When she tried to stroke him however…
“DON’T TOUCH HIM!!”
She flinched when you yelled at her, she tried to apologise but you just snapped at her again to go away, she went back to her desk a little crestfallen.
You hugged [Bunny’s Name] close to you, it was all just a trick, she was just pretending to be nice so she could take him and rip his ears off, you weren’t falling for that. Not again.
When the school day was finally over, Tokage was still a little disheartened.
She didn’t mean to upset you, she was just trying to be friendly.
You hadn’t really spoken to anyone in class yet, so she thought she’d try and start a conversation, and obviously it didn’t end well.
What Happened to you to make you have that kind of reaction.
She was brought out of her thoughts hearing a commotion up ahead.
“Give him back!”
(Flashback)
⚠️Trigger Alert ⚠️
“Aww, does the baby need their little rabbit?” One of the boys teased, dangling [Bunny’s Name] just out of your reach while his two jerk friends kept shoving you back and forth laughing all the while.
“Come on, just say something and I’ll give it back.” His goons shoved you to the floor.
“Come on! Speak up!” The only sound that came out of you was a small whimper.
They eventually got bored and left, but not before the boy holding your bunny tore off his ears and chuckled him on the dirty floor in front of you.
“See ya freak.”
You quietly collect [Bunny’s Name’s] ears and some stuffing that fell out of him and cried while holding him close to you.
(End of Flashback)
“What are you gonna do about it huh?!” The guy who looks like a third year knocked you to the floor.
He and his goon friends laughed as you fell and kept kicking you down when you tried to get up.
That was until hands and all kinds of body parts started crawling all over them, causing them to scream like little girls and run away.
The pair of sentient hands picked up [Bunny’s Name] and gave him back to you.
Tokage put herself back together and stood over you with an extended hand and a warm smile, you returned it and took her hand to help, both apologising and accepting each other’s apology.
You two were ok from then on, not buddy-buddy, but she had your back and you hers.
Kinoko Komori
Most people prefer stuff like plants and flowers and all that, but not you, you liked mushrooms and fungi. (If you don’t, just pretend)
Fungi is like the nervous system of the plant!
Mushrooms are only what we see on the surface, there’s a whole network of fungal strands throughout the entire planet called mycelium. It’s amazing!
Trees can exchange nutrients through these strands and warn each other of danger.
Fungi consumes dead or dying organisms and put the nutrients back into soil.
It’s because of fungi that forests are able to thrive! How can anyone not find that cool?!
So when you saw what Komori’s quirk was, it was game over from there, you two clicked immediately.
The others had never seen you open up to someone so quickly, they were happy and a little nervous.
You and Komori spent ages talking about everything mushroom related, you even found out you watched the same pre-quirk tv show.
It was about a zombie apocalypse caused by a fungal infection, you kept forgetting the name though, The last… last something, ah it doesn’t matter.
The two of you spent the rest of your time doing your best Clicker impressions.
Hers were pretty good, your’s were accurate, like scary accurate. Seriously you were creeping everyone else out.
You made them all jump when you shrieked, even Vlad King flinched while you two were practically rolling on the floor with laughter
If this wasn’t a budding friendship, you didn’t know what was.
Shihai Kuroiro
Like you, he didn’t talk very often.
But whenever he did it mostly about darkness and skulls and all that.
You didn’t want to call him a goth because you thought it was rude.
Anyway, you found yourself self a quiet place under a big tree to sit and eat your lunch, read a book or just crochet when you had the time. (If you don’t crochet just pretend)
The shade was especially appreciated on hot hunny days, like this one.
You were making a cute little scarf for [Bunny’s Name] when you saw the head of your class’s designated shadow boy sticking out of the shade a distance away from you.
You both blinked at each other, saying nothing, you glanced at the empty spot beside you then tapped it gently, a silent invitation.
One which he gladly accepted.
You two kept meeting up at this spot at lunch or breaks, never really saying anything, just doing your own things, beginning to feel more and more comfortable with each other’s presence.
This went on for a little while, so on a particularly windy and chilly day, you silently slid something over to him.
He picked it up and saw that it was a snood, pitch black, besides some some black and white tassels. Did you make this for him?
Just then, he saw you take out your very own, except it was in bright F/C, you wrapped it around your head, encouraging him to do the same.
He tried, bless him he did try, but he kinda looks like a grumpy cat.
You giggled and straightened it out for him, he felt his cheeks get a little flushed when you did.
You got up and tilted his head towards the main building, Kuroiro gained as small smile and followed you back to class.
Nato Monoma
No.
Just no.
Vlad King
Even though his expression made him look like a grumpy bulldog, he was actually really nice.
He even brings your class donuts every Monday.
You however, didn’t like donuts. (So sorry if you do)
It’s not the taste you hate, it’s just the stickiness of the glaze and the dry feeling of the powder, you were sensitive to stuff like that.
You didn’t say anything because you didn’t want be stick in the mud and ruin it for everyone.
But one day, instead of donuts, Vlad brought… ✨MUFFINS✨
Now those, you loved.
You immediately shot up from your desk.
Chocolate! Blueberry, Raspberry! Red velvet! YOU COULDN’T DECIDE!!!
Vlad gained a discrete smirk, seeing you practically sparkling at the display of heaven in a wrapper.
He once overheard you talking about how much you love muffins, so when he saw you not taking any donuts and knowing you weren’t exactly the most vocal about… most things, he decided to surprise you.
He just didn’t want you to feel left out and he was glad could help bring you out of your shell, even if just a little bit.
All Might and Present Mic
If those two had anything in common, it’s that they were both super friendly… and super loud.
They both saw that loud noises bothered you greatly, seeing as Mic basically had no volume control and All Might was… well, All Might.
But they still felt bad whenever you covered one or both your ears when Mic used his announcer voice or when All Might made his grand “I AM HERE!” entrance.
They tried to be more quiet to make you less uncomfortable, but sometimes they’d slip up.
You didn’t mind though, it actually made you giggle.
You thought it was really sweet that they were being so considerate, but you couldn’t ask them not to be loud, it’s what made them, them, you’d get use to it eventually.
You thought of the two like goofy uncles, who you could always count on to make you smile and laugh.
And meanwhile in the other room Mic and All Might were barely holding back tears, hearing everything.
It didn’t last long
Both of them:🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
I hope you enjoyed this, if you have any ideas for future parts please let me know,
See you in the next one 💖💖💖
My Hazbin Hotel OC
Name: Floof
Gender: It’s hell, no one cares
Aro/Ace
Likes: Crochet, knitting, sewing, cuddles, deciding who’s blood would make a fabulous dye for her wool.
Hates: Bad manners, jerks like Adam and Lute, people who threaten her friends.
She found Alastor injured and nursed him back to health, the two have been inseparable ever since, she became the radio demon’s pet and personal tailor.
Now at the hotel, she made new outfits, for everyone and Charlie put her in charge of designing clothes for the guests, kind of a “new you, new look” sort of thing.
And just like Alastor, she can’t wait to see how all this unfolds.
Hi everyone, I’m Scatterbrain and I’m new to Tumblr so please go easy on me,
I like to write stories, mostly requests and x child reader stories, (platonic obviously) mix fandoms and sometimes make my own oc’s
I already have some ideas that I’m going to post soon, but if you have any requests or ideas I’d love to hear them.
Fandom’s I like to write about:
My hero academia
Young Justice
Hazbin Hotel
American Horror Story Coven
Vox Machina
I can’t wait to see what candy of crazy stuff I post,
See you int he next post, Bye 💖💖💖

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