#hella;

[fantasycorrupted-a]

open rp

“Why did the gods give us hope when it was clear we were doomed from the start? Do they even exist? No, of course they don’t. They were created by us so we have something to blame when shit goes bad. But the fault is ours. None of us suspected how dangerous hope could be. By the time I realised I’d wasted my life, it was too late.”

At least the top of the block is empty save for Hella, and she gets to sit on top like a solitary bird. The keys from her laptop lie scattered round her and her baseball bat like a cape of destruction.

“It’s not too late for you to realise you’re wasting your time. Forget me. People forget things far more important than some ghost hunter chick. And besides, the real ghostbusters are way cooler than me.”

[desirecorrupted]

[ SUGGESTIVE ] from Ajax to Hella

SOME MORE SMUTTY MEMES 

[ SUGGESTIVE ]  our muses are hanging out and end up on the topic of turn-ons,  kinks, and what they’re attracted to. 

Was it a coincidence that they were lying down on the bed as they breached that conversation? Hella thought not. She did not believe in such things. Maybe it was a good thing she was not sitting up; the bed was so comfortable she could manage her feelings better. And manage her feelings, she had to, for a moment, to let the wave of embarrassment wash over her and then pass through her.

"I'm... pretty open to exploring options, really. You wouldn't be wrong to guess what I like from my clothes. I do wear leather often, apparently," as she said those words, she caught herself looking through the half-opened door towards the corridor and at the spiked leather jacket she often wore both while performing and while hunting ghosts and strange creatures. "So that's a hint."

"And I suppose the hunting part is another hint. I like tight clothes, and clothes that attract the eye places. And restraints, too. I hate being restrained myself, but doing it to people... I could say that it would get me going. But only if the other party is interested," Hella waved her finger in the air. "Apart from that, I like trying out new things. Positions, places, you name it, if it's nothing extremely weird, I'll try it once. I only don't like public places. That's too much."

"...Oh, but I know what I would absolutely love. Tying something soft around your eyes so you can't see and doing something naughty to you. For one. For another, decorating your body with some cream or something similar to make you irresistible, and licking it off of you." With those words Hella wiggled her eyebrows, grinning playfully. "This is some of the things that could turn me on. But what about you?"

@redemptioninchaos

[danijaci]

Some madness and badness combination

Hoyo geniuses + cats

[devsgames]

I saw someone be like "It's still as good a time as ever to take a risk and make your indie game into a breakout success, just look at Lethal Company!"

Let's just be clear that "massively unpredictable viral success making an ungodly amount of money" does not equal "realistic and attainable benchmark" for almost any other indie dev.

[crispy-crust]

was out on a hike today and i found this nailed to a tree.... what the fuck?

[starii-void]

going to chb must be crazy like imagine sharing a camp with

-one of the strongest demigods ever who's saved the world like at least 3 times, fought multiple gods & titans and WON (and is a tartarus survivor)

-the literal main architect of OLYMPUS who's also saved the world multiple times (also tartarus survivor)

-THE lord of the wild who's also close friends with the first two (and has helped save the world multiple times)

-an emo kid from the 1930s who again helped save the world and is also a tartarus survivor (TWICE)

-a son of apollo who survived tartarus with nothing but cargo shorts and sheer will (pun intended)

-the main designer and builder for the argo II, also the first hephaestus kid to have fire powers since hundreds of years ago (did i mention killed gaea? no? yeah he did that too)

-a girl who somehow charmspeak-ed gaea into falling back asleep (also side note daughter of super famous actor because why not)

-pretty much everybody is a two-time war veteran

-THE GOD APOLLO who just sometimes comes down to visit in the form of a teenage boy

-did i mention dionysus, god of wine madness and theatre

-also chiron, trainer of pretty much every greek hero ever

[aerial-ace]

sick and tired of seeing these ace trainers brag about their super smart badass level 100 shiny mons.

This is Sol. She is a fucking idiot. She regularly forgets that she is a flying type and sits at the bottom of cabinets n such crying cause she doesn't know how to get up. I would die for her.

[namespara]

If Cazador ever commented on Astarions companions (instead of just ignoring them which ultimately leads to his downfall) he'd be pretty flabbergasted to see the durge he definitly has heard of innit

[mrdoctorpuddin]

It keeps happening

[quelfabulous]

"We don't need to do anything. We can just be."

Happy bi/pan visibility day (it's everyday for me). Also a sprinkle of ace and a dash of survivor and to top it all off- other expressions of intimacy, affection & connection taken seriously. I'm doing an Astarion origin playthrough and I ship him with Karlach like FedEx, your honor.

[hellasaiko]

🇺🇸 USA X BRAZIL 🇧🇷

BR (ErinArtista twt) US (@MOLENAIDE)

[fantasycorrupted-a]

@darkharbinger from here.

At a time when others were generally about to wake up, or were already preparing to meet the day, Hella would often be leaving work - her nighttime job, at least. Gliding along the edges of buildings where there was the most shade, she shielded her eyes from the brightness of the sun as she walked, only stopping to slide on her dark sunglasses when she leaned against the walls of a still-closed shop to rest. This time, though, she was not after a stranger’s tip. A nagging feeling that a fight between non-humans was about to break out somewhere nearby prodded Hella to keep moving.

On one hand, that was a chance to break apart the fight. On the other, though... no, she ought to stay out of this. It was not her fight to lead, she did not know any of the people involved... It was best to keep to the shadows and just watch. She had heard there may have been traps laid in the area on suspicion that strange creatures did visit it on the regular - and though she wouldn’t get caught in them, it was best to keep your distance. Best not to get involved.

Although... That was part of her work, wasn’t it? To poke her nose into things. Ghosts hated having visitors, most of them too bent on vengeance or caught up in their impossible wish to be reunited with the living to have any patience to spare to a stranger or attention to give to them. The living, if Hella thought about it for long enough, were sometimes no different than them, either. And when it came to beings like werewolves and vampires... They each came with their story. And deep down inside a part of them craved an ear to tell it to.

Looking up from a few footprints that had a very subtle hint of not having been human, Hella realised she was not alone. Whatever had left the marks on the ground could well be before her eyes now. A group of figures was beginning to gather across the street, circling a man with glowing eyes. And not just an ordinary group. Werewolves. Speak of the devil. They had to be that. Hella had ran into such beings a few times before, and they could hardly be mistaken. Dammit. She couldn’t just stand by and look on as they fought. The man could probably use a hand. He was alone against them all... Before she knew it, her gun was in her hand, and she had taken aim. “Hey! It’s unfair to be so many against just one, don’t you think?”

[desirecorrupted]

***** Perfection!

Rate the receiving muse’s chest.

‘I will go ahead and assume that was for me. In which case... thanks, Church. I think the same about your butt.’ Hella winks at him playfully, then blows him a kiss. What a flirt! Keep this up and you might have this handsome guy’s hands all over that chest of yours...

@thestupidmeanone

[mairodia]

My addition to the Mikus of the world. Been feeling very bittersweet bc I am moving away soon to go to grad school on the east coast, so here is my send up of the LBC, Miku-style 🌴🩵 and yes she smokes weed

You can find a timelapse of this drawing at patreon.com/mairodia :)

[thelolarahaii]

DOECHII NISSAN ALTIMA - Swamp Session

[dark-elf-writes]

Athena in My Goodbye: You need to learn to kill your heart and do what needs to be done

Athena checking back on Ody post Thunder Bringer and seeing him sitting there like: