#Mod cheeto speaks

[helluva-hotel-ask-blog]

🎙️Important Radio Announcement!🎙️

Terribly sorry to interrupt, dear listeners, but it's unfortunately become evident to me that I must clarify something to a select few of you.

We've received a letter recently from a member of our audience that I feel must be addressed.

Rest assured, dear listener, you have not been forgotten!

Our gracious human moderator, Cheeto, is a busy lady! What with the ailments that come with mortality, responsibilities of upcoming musicals, and general malaise, she's often spending her free time practicing the self care required to keep herself upright!

We understand you're eager to hear responses, but our dear mod isn't much use to us as a miserable puddle, is she? This side job of hers is meant to be relaxing! Not a chore. Which is why we let her take her time to wait until she feels up to the task to help us answer your questions in the most satisfying way possible!

On that note, this brings us to our second topic of discussion...

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(OOC:) Hi, so- I do not, in fact, know all the ins and outs of Hazbin/Helluva and it's complexities. Certain things are as much a mystery to me as it is to the rest of you.

So when I'm given questions like;

in order to answer them, I'm coming up with lore on the spot, which can take a while, and be tiring/stressful sometimes (most of the time)! Not to say these are bad questions- because they're not. They're really good ones, actually. I'm just not equipped to give the kind of answer you're probably looking for.

So when I look in my drafts and inbox, I'll chip away at some of them sometimes, but if it starts to feel like work, I put it down to work on later, so that this ask blog still feels fun and entertaining, rather than it becoming a job I feel obligated to do.

ALL THAT ASIDE

I'm also a whole person, who's got a musical and a recital and auditions that I have to sort out while still making sure I'm healthy. Mental health and wellbeing come first :)

What can YOU do to help? you may ask?

Ask silly questions! talk to Vidette, discuss pop culture, break into the hotel and graffiti Husk's pants a fourth time- give me stuff to work with that isn't lore-heavy, and just be silly goofy with me :) they're way easier to answer, and are a treat to come across!

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TLDR: Yeah I'm alive. Yes the blog is still active. I'm just busy and overwhelmed and trying to pace myself. Expect a forecast of "scattered answers approximately when-I-feel-like-it", and "ADHD making me forget this blog exists every now and then" for the foreseeable future :)

requesting crackpost-vibe asks for mod enrichment :0

toodles :D

[mothfables]

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[ask-fgod]

just admit the blog fell off

Hello mean anon, Snap here! You've made a mistake :)

See, instead of posting this comment off of anon because you KNEW it was rude, you decided to do this! So, we've decided to eviscerate you instead of deleting this.

Did you know that some people have lives outside of the internet, and did you know that some people are capable of being busy? I know that you may not know struggle from behind your cheeto-dusted keyboard, but please understand that some people have responsibility.

Please understand that I have a job, and that I really haven't been able to draw much AT ALL as of late because of burnout, as well as a general pissy mood because of my bones feeling like they belong to a 60 yr old. Please watch this short video, just from me to you!

Anyways, I'll hand this off to Kris now :)))))

hi mod kris here. you can tell its me because i type in all lowercase.

i dont have a job! but i still have other projects i work on. friends i hang out with.

and oh right. i was sick with the flu. ever get sick with the flu? it makes you feel like hell. everything you eat turns into goop in your body, and makes you feel like goop yourself. and you end up having to take a day for yourself to rest. rest, as in real rest. as in collapsing in bed all day sleeping, because you are recovering.

anon, have you ever created with your own two hands before? i doubt it. because you wouldnt be saying this bs if you actually knew how to draw or write or do anything creatively that isnt sending anon hate to a random ask blog on the internet.

i think ive improved in my art on this blog, i think. like... by a lot. thats the opposite of falling off, i would like to think.

oh, speaking of that. this blog relies on you, the viewer, to stay alive. its an ask blog, its in the name. you send asks.

and snap was right. send that hate ask on main, coward. if we really fell off, then nobody would care to harass you if you did. i mean, i dont support harassment, but its not going to happen anyway. right?

heres a pop quiz for you! handing you over a sheet of paper right now. on it, i would like you to write a five paragraph essay on why this blog "fell off".

go on! you can do it!

[habituallinestepper0083]

Reddit: A Safe Space for Psychopaths, Perverts, and Power-Tripping Mods

Let’s talk about Reddit—the internet’s premier cesspool of contradictions, hypocrisy, and digital depravity. Imagine a place where you can stumble onto every imaginable explicit scenario—dicks, pussies, assholes, people literally fucking in 4K—without even trying. It’s like a sprawling, twisted red-light district accessible from your grandma’s living room. Yet, God forbid you use the word “retard”—you’ll be instantly banned, labeled as morally reprehensible. Somehow, explicit sexual content, graphic violence, and actual footage of human death are completely fine, but a single politically incorrect word? That’s the line they draw! It’s absurd! It’s the epitome of twisted digital morality!

And let’s dive deeper into Reddit’s peculiar brand of selective outrage. Here’s a platform that will nonchalantly serve you videos of someone being decapitated by a malfunctioning industrial machine, or electrocuted on a high-voltage power line, like it’s nothing more than background noise on a Tuesday afternoon. Yet utter the dreaded word “faggot,” and you might as well have committed a digital hate crime. You’re immediately banned, ostracized, and digitally exiled into oblivion. Who exactly crafted these twisted rules? Emotionally fragile millennials? AI moderators? What kind of schizophrenic, psychotic moral compass are we dealing with here?

And let’s be crystal clear about the user base here—85% to 90% of Reddit’s supposed “users” aren’t even real human beings. They’re soulless bots, algorithms churned out in some cold, sterile, corporate-funded server farm, tirelessly working to indoctrinate the gullible masses with counter-cultural nonsense that’s destroying the fabric of society. Reddit isn’t a community—it’s a digital psyop, an orchestrated echo chamber designed to program impressionable idiots into regurgitating manufactured, meaningless talking points.

And speaking of the “community,” Reddit users genuinely believe they’re anonymous warriors, hiding behind pathetic pseudonyms like “AnxiousAardvark420” and “SocialistSandwichArtist,” as if their identities are forever cloaked from reality. They gather in packs like desperate bridge trolls, waiting to pounce on anyone who dares challenge their fragile narratives or disturb their deluded safe spaces. But here’s the kicker—they’re not anonymous. They’re one spiteful user away from being doxxed, humiliated, and having their pitiful lives laid bare for all to mock.

Then we have the moderators—Reddit’s self-appointed gatekeepers of decency and morality. A bunch of sad, power-drunk tyrants sitting in their parents’ basements, fingers stained with Cheetos dust, gleefully wielding the smallest shred of authority they’ve ever known. These moderators, incapable of exerting influence or achieving respect in the real world, instead exact their petty vengeance through arbitrary bans and endless moralizing. Reddit moderation is a pathetic display of humanity at its most pitiable.

Congratulations, Reddit—you’ve officially become the pinnacle of digital dysfunction, the ultimate online dumpster fire, and a glaring testament to everything wrong with the modern internet. Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram—they all have their faults—but Reddit? Reddit is in a league of its own, a perfect storm of hypocrisy, degeneracy, and absurdity that’s hard to match anywhere else on the web. God help anyone who still believes it’s anything resembling a “community.”

[clown-moss]

More stuff our N Fictive does that I'll disguise as headcanons!

N Harmonia Headcanons

This man has never eaten Mint Chocolate ice cream before but he thinks it's an abomination to society.

This man does not like sweet foods, can not stand them. He doesn't understand how somebody can eat a whole slice of cake or eat a chocolate bar, it makes him gag going near chocolate as he HATES the stuff. He does love pie though so I guess you can give him that.

N is definitely more of the savoury and spicy type, his favourite chip snack is Red Rock Dellie's Salt And Vinegar. Favourite dinner to eat are these spicy noodles, absolutely loves them.

If you find the ice cube tray missing or ice cubes missing that's probably him because he loves to chew on ice cubes, no clue why.

Whenever he's expecting a guest he cleans like a madman, clean, dust, vacuum, take out trash, light candles, he even prepares food! He always complains if we don't vacuum because he's rather die than be seen as "unclean."

He has intensive mood swings, he can go from crying one minute to being happy the next. Whenever he's done having an emotional break down (Fun Fact: Before The Winter Began was actually based on true events, all the things described about him in that fic was stuff he actually did. This include the crying about how he doesn't understand, this happened when he met our friend Winter for the first time) he gets incredibly silent and his voice gets very soft, mostly because his throat is coarse.

His notes are in cursive, and I mean very cursive. It's just his natural (ha) handwriting, heres an example;

Full doctor's note handwriting, he can read it perfectly though.

He falls asleep on the floor more often than he sleeps on a fucking bed, he slept on the floor for roughly 5 months at some point. No clue why he does this he just does.

He was addicted to Red Mountain Dew at some point in his life, he's tried takis and hot Cheetos and choked even though he loves spicy food because he hated it so much.

This man has climbed random as trees and sliced his hand on some barbed wire fence because he didn't see a women approaching him and she scared the ever loving shit out of him.

He can't even go into the kitchen when somebody is cooking red meat because he literally gags and plugs his nose, this man fucking hates red meat and prefers to eat vegetarian foods.

N loves custard and cheese cake, this man had gotten his hands on some strawberry cheesecake and it was gone faster than he could ever speak. He loves that shit fr.

Man maybe if my memory wasn't so shit I'd remember more... Oh well

- Mod Ivor 💗

[the-fiction-witch]

I'm Scareoused

Media Lewis The Mind Has Mountains 

Character Adam Douglas

Couple Adam X reader

Rating Sweet Af + Flirty

Concept Dream Woman

I sat in the study room while max was working on his stuff from his Modernisum intro,

"How's stuff with Lillian?"

"Hum?" I asked as I had kinda drifted off a little

"Lillian?" He asked

"Ohh gone."

"Gone?" he laughed

"Yeah gone, I fucked her off"

"why?"

"she was bugging me, too clinging all the damn time. I couldn't even go to my classes without her being attached to my damn hip"

"Fair enough"

"what about Sally?"

"Gone," I shrug

"Alice?"

"I think we both know the answer"

"Gone?"

"yep"

"Amy?"

".... Well"

"Gone?"

"Yep"

"You don't have the best luck with women do you adam?"

"I don't like most girls, every girl I go on a date with I find out something later I don't like." I explained

"There is this thing called compromise?"

"why? If I'm not into it I'm not into it"

"Yeah but you can't dump every girl you date once you find something you don't like about them you could overlook it if you really like them?"

"I likely could but I just, never liked anyone that much"

"Okay so...."

"so?"

"If I was in a lab"

"Oh god. Max nothing good starts in a lab"

"Just hear me out"

"if I could make you... like the perfect woman."

"I don't want a robot"

"No, Just... work with me here Adam"

"You're not going to glare at me are you?"

"I mean I might. if your into weird shit"

"Okay" I sighed "If I could design the perfect woman. She'd be... the kinda girl that would rather sit in our dorm and watch horror movies the go out dancing, the kinda girl who's dream date is like going to a old listed building like the manor houses and huge gardens across the UK, The kinda girl who's seen stephen king movies, more then just the shinning and It stuff like maximum overdrive and The pet cemetery the original, The Kinda girl who walks around with gothic classics in her handbag, The kinda girl with tattoos and Cool witch nails, Coloured hair and vampire lipstick, the kinda girl who wants a movie on Marry shell's life. The kinda girl who loves time Burton but thinks nightmare before Christmas is overrated as fuck, Who knows like everyword to a dark musical like phantom or heathers, someone who just wants to cuddle on an autumnal night and watch true crime with me"

"..... uhhhhhhhhh"

"Go on. shame me I'll take it"

"I think you want a goth chick"

"No. I don't like goth chicks"

"..... don't you?"

"No goth chicks take like six hours doing the crazy intricate make up and getting crazy body mods and death metal music, I want a.... alternative girl."

"Hu"

"what?"

"I... you know how they say when you like vocalize things they happen"

"Yeah?" I asked as I looked up at him he sat looking out the study room door wide-eyed he simply pointed out the door so I turned in my seat and immediately saw what he meant.

outside the door was of course most of the other srtufy rooms many of which shut up tightly with the large bank of vending machines full of monster, red bull, cheetos and other snacks for the average uni kid  and at said vending machines was... her

She- she was beautiful.

As if someone went into my mind and picked out my fantasy and dropped her into reality,

She had these slightly heeled black combat boots, these grey glaxay leggings, a black and white stripped crop top, a sweet purple pinafore dress with a front chest pocket with an embrioided cat face, a back pack with bat wings and a little needle hand keychain similar to the one from coraline, she had a this black hair dip died purple, this sweet make up not to much make up so much you could see her freckles but this beautiful vintage red lipstick, she was kicking the vending machine as it had took her money and not given her whatever snack she had selected, she was mad kicking the machine until a few bags of chips fell but even then she wasn't happy

"Gimme my magic stars!" she yelled

"Speak and it shall appear" Max laughed

"Yeah." I nodded

"How you feeling?" he asks

"I'm scareoused."

"You're what?"

"Scared. and aroused."

"scared?"

"That she just magically appeared like that"

"and aroused?"

"Becuase she is literally my fantasy. Like.... I came to that last night"

"Cool. what are you gonna do about it?"

"I'm going to see where she magically came from. and see if I can also cum to that tonight"

"I mean either way your going to"

"I will but its weather to not she's involved really" I shrug grabbing my bag and heading out into the corridor where she was still beating up the machine "Hey"

"Hi" she says as she worked

"Uhh its okay this machines a dick I'll pay it'll always come out on the second rotation" I offered getting some cash from my wallet putting it in the machine for her and getting her the magic stars she wanted infact the whole row came off due to her violet kicking off the machine

"Thanks." she smiled getting on her knees to load up her backpack so I moved down too to help her "Here you can take this stuff" she smiled giving me the other snacks that had come down from her kicking

"Thanks, Adam" I smiled

"Y/n"

"I uhh I've not seen you around before? whats your major?"

"Creative writing."

"Really? I uhh I'm a classic literature"

"Ohh, classic boy" she smiled "I pop into your guys lectures sometimes they inspire me"

"Do they?" I smiled "Uhh y/n would it be imposing? if maybe I asked... for your number?"

"Yeah?"

"yeah"

"why?"

"So maybe you and me could... organize and maybe go see that new conjuring movie?"

"sure" she smiled grabbing her phone from her handbag a large but battered phone in a black spell book case with a voodoo doll head handing off like a phone charm we traded numbers and she smiled "But I'm not to bothered about the new conjuring, but have you seen that new slasher yet?"

"what Bodybag four?"

"Yeah!"

"No no I've been wanting to go for ages"

"well maybe we'll organize that instead I'll handle the snacks" she smiled

"Yeah that sounds great"

"Good, I'll text you" she smiled "see you around adam" she says getting up and heading out

"see ya y/n, I'll text you later!"

"You better" she smiled heading out the doors

"so?" Max laughed as he had been watching all that

"I belive I may be in love"

"may?"

"shut up max"

[helluva-hotel-ask-blog]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BOYYY

[Mod Cheeto: My boy my beloved

hubsband :)

Today is Angel Dust's canon birthday! Let's all celebrate by wishing him a happy birthday, and asking him some questions! (if you want)

In other news, I'm back from hiatus!!! :D Medical issues have been (mostly) banished, and I'm fwee at last!!!]

[helluva-hotel-ask-blog]

Blog Update:

@decaffeinatedsongpizza (asker of the above question) Hi hewwo, this is Mod Cheeto. I know I've been gone a while. This blog IS STILL ACTIVE!!!

I've been dealing with medical issues the past few months and am only just now getting back to a normal baseline. Answering asks gets a bit stressful sometimes, so I have a tendency to put it off until I feel less anxious about it... then I promptly forget the blog exists because ADHD

I'm not ignoring your asks, I'm just socially anxious, and burnt out from being sick so long.

I'll try to get back to answering when I am able. Thanks for being patient :D

[helluva-hotel-ask-blog]

Psst emily is there any reason why sera has such a stick up her but lately?

She was rather accommodating when charlie and vaggie visited heaven and this whole thing is just a bunch of questions it's not like we are actually visiting heaven or something.

I think she need a day off myself

Emily - I know, right? She's just been like this all of the sudden whenever I try and discuss Sinners, or the Hotel with her! She's awfully... fake whenever speaking to the guests from Hell. Especially poor Sir Pentious! He's just doing his best, and she's acting like he's some kind of criminal!

I'm thinking she's just getting used to the idea of Sinners being redeemable... she's very protective of Heaven, and she just wants to make sure everybody is safe. I'm sure she'll come around eventually... I hope...

(Mod Cheeto: I live!)

[decaffeinatedsongpizza]

(Speaking of lores, Mod Cheeto. I think I also have a lore/speculation of how Ozzie creates Asmodean Stones:

Step 1: Get a regular stone

Step 2: Channel Portal Magic into it until it crystallizes/turns into crystal

If you agree or disagree or have a different lore on Asmodean Stone creation, let me know.)

And Ozz, how are Asmodean stones created if they are your creation and where can they be (naturally) found? And if damaging/splitting them makes their magic laggy instead of gone, can there be a kind of magic to fix them/are they magically fixable? And are Asmodean minerals classified into different type names or are all classified into one name, like say "Asmodeanite" or "Asmodeusite"? (Those names are what I thought your stones are called)

Fizz: Should we be concerned with how much you're asking about these things? Did you get your hands on one and then break it??? What kind of scheme are you trying to pull here, buddy?

Ozzie: Look, friend- if you're one of my succubi, and you broke your stone, you can just come ask for a new one- you don't have to go through this roundabout process. It's not like I'm going to smite you or anything.

Fizz: Alternatively, this might be a regular demon or sinner trying to get into the human world for whatever reason.

Ozzie: Yeah, the information you're askin' isn't exactly open to the public, for obvious reasons. We can't be having just any demon waltzing around earth, you know.

Here's what I can tell you: --They can't be naturally found. I make em. --You'd need some pretty dang powerful magic to fix them yourself. You'd pretty much need one of the higher ups, like me, to do it for you. --As-mo-dite, or As-mode-e-ite.

--**You're only supposed to have one if I give you permission to have one.**

(Mod Cheeto: *Rapidly coming up with lore on the spot*)

[hotcheetohatredwastaken]

But have you considered: Uno Reverse

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