#i wouldn't die die i just... sure wouldn't be living

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Alright so, I've been binge reading all your hazbin hotel dad fics and I just randomly got this idea but how would the dads (husk, Luci, Adam and al) react to their wives (and kids if u want more angst) dying in the war between the hotel and the Exorcist army?

A/n: YOU MONSTER

•Husk•

Was separated from you and the kits, after the battle he did his best to find you. It took days for him to find your body. He knew you were dead, he's seen death countless of times though it took him a moment to realize that you were protecting the kits.

The kits were curled against your body sleeping soundly, they didn't understand what was going on. What happened, they didn't know you were dead. He did his best to stay strong but it took Angel Dust to take the kits away, he knew he couldn't pull your body out of his arms.

Doesn't recover from this, can't recover from your death.

•Alastor•

Dies by your side, did his best to keep your body safe but knowing that his twins were safe that's all that really mattered to him.

They find him by your side, his hand clutching yours tightly. Charlie knew Alastor would it rather be that way, she knew he wouldn't be able to last without you.

Rosie raises the twins.

•Lucifer•

It's sure real, it didn't feel real watching you get stabbed. You eventually die in his arms begging him to take care of Edna.

Slips into depression until your death starts to eat away at him. It is not until you are older that he rages war on Heaven killing anyone in his path. Lucifer does not care he is attacking his home, he does not care he is killing his brothers and sisters he will get justice for your death.

•Adam•

Your death is an indirect cause of his actions, you are killed by Lucifer as your daughter falls into hell.

Lucifer is the one that kills you in front of Adam, he does not care how much the man begs, how much you sob. Lucifer is already to far gone and in his eyes this is the only justice he see's that is fit.

Your body is already cold by the time Adam reaches you. He needs to live with your death and the fact that he will never see his daughter again.

[autistically-zoinked]

I love Harry so much.

I mean, he wakes up into a world that he doesn't understand and he has no frame of reference for anything, he doesn't even know the alphabet! He wakes up alone and knows nothing about himself but is still faced with the aftereffects of his past. He knows he's been hurt but he cannot remember how or why.

And then he learns things about himself, horrible things. He learns that he killed people that didn't deserve it, he burned all of his bridges, he was mean and angry and treated everyone around him like shit because that's how he was treated. He learns that he was sad and lonely and actively wanted to die, that he did everything he physically could do to make sure he could escape the feeling of constant dread.

If you played it the way I did, and how most people seemingly did, that version of Harry is so far removed from in game Harry. He had barely any time to establish who he is as a person and it's precisely at that moment when he has Kim and has helped people and connected with the people of Martinaise when it's kind of torn away from him. And I honestly wouldn't know what to do in that situation. Learning about all the truly fucked up shit you've done seems life ruining, the guilt alone would probably destroy me. But Harry just takes it? Like yes he has moments where he feels horribly guilty and remorseful about what he's done, but he doesn't give up. He keeps going, he stays connected with the people around him, he continues to make efforts to be kind and caring, he wants to help others. He still thinks that life is worth living and that he can be better.

[lets-try-some-writing]

I got this thought of Titan Mars.. How that would work no clue but it's funny and interesting. This titan . Just watching the trio and others from distance, avoiding all this nonsense that's happening not wanting to deal with any of it.. He's chilling (keeping his em field tight not utterrng a sound) with it's rovers humans occasionally send that he quickly adopts(theres around.. 21 mars rovers?)

Basically old lady with cats but in this case titan with drones

Well, guess its time for lore.

Following the death of the Predacons, many of the Titans who survived chose to go immersant rather than get involved with the world when the Quintessons came. But Mars and a few others were blatant exceptions. They saw the situation and had a few choices to make. They could either join their brethren in death, serve as colony ships and colonize new worlds with their citizens, or take a chance and flee.

Mars originally intended to become a colony vessel, but his citizens died to a serious bought of the rust plague halfway through the journey. He tried his very best to save them, but the plague was serious enough to threaten his systems. And so in a true act of love for their Titan, his citizens abandoned his frame and chose to die quietly on a nearby world. It was their way of saving his life since they knew he would gladly die alongside them.

A father never abandons his children. Mars's citizens knew this and made their choice accordingly. Mars was still infected, but the plague was localized on his plating, giving him his rusty outward appearance. He has never bothered to repair the outward damage. He sees it as a living memorial to his beloved citizens.

Following the death of his citizens, he remembered Moon. He and Moon were born of the same Hotspot. Moon was older, but Mars looked up to him. They were close enough to develop a faint Amica bond before Moon fled. It was through the use of this bond that Mars followed his fellow Titan all the way to young Earth. He promptly took one look at the situation and Moon's possessiveness and came to a solid conclusion.

He couldn't exactly leave the Unmaker unobserved, but he also had no desire to fight Moon over... whatever was going on over there. As such, Mars settled in the solar system, took on a planetary alt mode, and opted to sleep most of his life away while keeping a vague optic on whatever was going on with the trio.

He has never had an end to the tea, and upon being sent a few rovers from Earth, he fully supports Moon's attempts to keep Earth for himself. Earth is a fantastic sister in law. Look! She gave him citizens! Well technically her children did that, but it means a lot to Mars all the same. He never gets involved with the drama, but he will sure as pit watch it all burn from a distance and maybe step in if Moon were to be truly threatened.

Mars is totally fine chilling with his gifted citizens to observe it all from a safe distance. He is eternally thankful that the Cybertronian visitors to Earth straight up missed him. He wouldn't want them knowing he's been trying to give his citizens true sentience and succeeding.

[bats-and-birds-24]

Tim acquires siblings:

Tim watched the January snow drift lazily down, a façade of calm punctuating a truly horrendous 24 hours.

He glanced down at the cast on the arm, and then at the towel that wiped off joker makeup and blood.

Tim relished the brief moment of peace in between being mother henned by Dick and Alfred. Bruce was down in the cave writing up the report.

He closed his eyes, how he managed to survive 10 hours of torture was beyond him. 

He knew that he should be furious, terrified, or a crying mess, all normal responses to being tortured, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. All he felt was exhaustion and relief that the ordeal was over.

That's fine, he didn't need to address this trauma today, right now, all he had to do was rest. Tim drifted off to sleep.

Underneath the manor, Bruce finished typing up the incident report.

He nearly lost another Robin, and to the same villain no less. Had Joker been able to complete his plan, Bruce wouldn't have known what to do with himself.

First Jason, then Barbara, and now Tim.

Bruce called Barbara, just a check in with Oracle and his job would be done for the day. He could then go to sleep on the armchair next to Tim's bed.

He brushed the hair out of his face, "Oracle report." 

Barbara's face popped up on screen, in a flat tone, she blandly stated, "There's nothing to report."

Bruce groaned inwardly, he knew what that tone meant. 

He pleads, "Barbara please."

Barbara groans, "How could you let him get away again?"

Bruce starts, "Barbara we can't kill-" only to be cut off by Oracle. "I didn't say that you had to kill, I'm not even going to question why you resuscitated the Joker, but why on earth did you send him back to Arkham?"

Bruce rubs his eyes, " There wasn't any other option."

She scoffs, " Bullshit, you could have sent him to Blackgate or even to Belle Reve if you had pulled a couple strings. But no, you had to put him back in Arkham, where he lays low for a few months, only to break out and cause mass casualties all over again."

Bruce averted his eyes.

With a sigh she says, "Goodnight Bruce." and the feed cuts off.

Bruce stares at his reflection on the black screen. He swallows his pride and prepares for his vigil next to Tim's bed.

In the living room, Dick sat on the couch, cereal bowl in hand, watching some sort of game show. 

The scene was in such stark contrast with how his day had gone so far, that he had to choke down a hysterical laugh.

Finding it impossible for him to focus on the show, he turned off the TV.

It was fine, they got Tim back safely and the Joker is still alive, and locked up in Arkham. He'd probably break out in a few months but they can deal with that then.

Dick didn't kill anyone, Bruce made sure of that.

No matter how hard he tried, his mind still lingered on the thought, "I could have killed him". But he didn't, and if there was ever anyone in the world who deserved to die, it would be the Joker.

If anything, he should be relieved if Joker died, after all that he'd done to Jason, to Barbara, and now to Tim. 

Dick shuddered, a flash of shame jolting through his body, what would Jason think of him, putting his own sense of self righteousness over doing what needs to be done?

Dick got up and went to the kitchen to wash up. Those thoughts are best left for later. Right now, he has a baby brother to care for.

He saw Alfred ever dutifully cleaning up. The only sign that the usually stoic butler was drained were his bloodshot eyes. 

Alfred reached out for Dick's bowl, only to be greeted with an apology.

"I'm sorry Alfred." They both knew that he wasn't referring to the bowl.

Alfred just sighs, "Not everyone is made to kill lad. I'm proud that you didn't break your oath." He paused, then said, "Although if the Joker and I ever crossed paths, it would end with a bullet between his eyes."

Dick nodded. Alfred looks up at him, "Get some rest lad."

Dick moved up to Tim's room and Alfred went back to the dishes.

It was going to be a long night.

[sherlockholmeshound]

holy hell twitter star wars fandom sure is something

i will just say anidala wasn't very well written at first (and george lucals even admitted that romance isnt his strong suit) but reylo's writting is abysmal

ben/kylo's writting is even more abysmal, there's also the little, very small barely important fact that anakin wasn't abusive prior rots and is probable that if padme had lived, he wouldn't continue to be abusive since he literally fell to the dark side so she wouldn't die lol

but whatever, actually curious to anyone's thoughts on this??? i don't even know the kylo/rey ship that well

[soyalexnajera]

I'm never getting this scene out of my head, and i must confess this is my favorite Nimona moment for no particular reason 💕

[bhaalsdeepbat]

i really, really love that lae'zel is DISGUSTED by the idea of ever having to deal with pregnancy, but like. genuinely loves being a mom to Xan. and just loves that baby so much.

[cuubism]

as much as i love traditionally married dreamling - and do i - i also have this bruised softness in my heart for 'what we have is outside relationship constructs, define it at your own peril' dreamling, for 'drifting in and out of each other's orbit with each other as perennial anchor point' dreamling, 'i haven't seen you in sixty years but what's that to an immortal, you are always in my heart' dreamling, 'our lives are not quite one but neither are they apart' dreamling. drop in on me, i am always ready to welcome you. and i will always let you go.

hob as a fixture, a constancy, a hearth, and dream as a wild creature coming in from the cold. it cannot be kept, and you would commit no such sin of trying to, but it can be held, warm, before the fireplace for a while. let it go, and trust that it will come back.

hob as a wanderer, life to life to life, and dream as an ancient, enduring kingdom whose protection is reachable just by closing your eyes. continuance impossible in the waking world but offered as easily as a kiss on the cheek.

there is no keeping a dream, is the thing. and dream does not want to be kept, but he does want to be held, held and let go and held again with those arms always open to him. there is no keeping an adventurer, either, and hob is an adventurer at heart, always ready to see, do, the next thing, but adventurers need a home, too, one that doesn't mind when they come back a little bit different.

go where you need to, when you need to. carry my love with you. and come back to me.

that kind of dreamling.

[hopeswriting]

thinking again about how our first introduction to ryohei was reborn saying "sasagawa ryohei. an impressive one" and being really normal about it. are you normal about it? you should think about it and be normal about it too

[lottieurl]

here's. a thing. to consider. van was originally gonna die in the wolf attack i think?? cause i know they just kept the chatacter cause they liked liv that much (meaning that would be a wilderness death and an s1 death). and i gotta ask. like completely honestly and genuinely how interesting would van as a character be if she did die during wolf attack

[yonemurishiroku]

tw: suicidal

It's poetic, in its own way, that I have experienced much joy in life, and yet, were I able to just stop existing altogether, without a care to what kind of pain would follow me or stay with those I leave, I would.

[softgrungeprophet]

every day i go "maybe i should kill off xyz character" and then i go "but what if they could live instead"

[burger-goblin]

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[magnoliamyrrh]

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[beneath-thestyx]

*reads a post in Tumblr*

"[....] and who disagrees with me is a terf!!!"

*leaves and enters the blog that disagrees with the view*

"[....] and who disagrees with me is a terf!!!"

and then none of the two blogs are terfs bc they do believe trans woman are woman and they're actually generalizing a group of people instead of taking down the terfs that are in the group for some reason or another

guys are we really using tearf as a cheap and easy way to say that you hate someone?

like, we literally are cherry picking a post and saying that everyone inside it is like that when stuff are usually a bit more complex than that

I get it you might not like [thing] for a reason or another (or maybe u do enjoy it) but stop fucking generalizing and go straight to the problem instead of just rolling your eye and calling them a terf!!!

[worm-wood-words]

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