In regards to crossovers. I’ve come across two crossovers in Hazbin that I’m pretty interested in. One is a Naruto crossover which is interesting to say the least, where Kakashi ends up in hell.
The other is a cult of the lamb crossover however the timeline and fic is so far off canon.
Anyway also wanted to tell you I love your writing and the newest chapter is fantastic. Lucifer losing his absolute shit is amazing and the way you write Alastors fear was awesome. However the ending notes about how he’s not gonna learn to not poke the sleeping bear is something I look forward to as well.
Oh, and the flirting between angel and husk is absolutely adorable.
It's a shame I haven't seen either Naruto or Cult of the Lamb. Hazbin Hotel crossovers must be insane tho. I'm intrigued.
Awww thank you 🥺 I love it when Lucifer displays how powerful he is. And how intimidating and scary he can be (¬‿¬) It butters my biscuit. It's the best.
I LOVE exploring Alastor's more vulnerable human side. He works so hard to look like this big, strong, powerful Overlord - and, granted he is. He may not be as powerful as the Ars Geotia, Deadly Sins, or the royal family, but he is a threat in his own right, particularly in Pentagram City where the sinners are kept. The Pride Ring is essentially all of the sinner's entire world, and given that Alastor's a bigshot in this world that he resides in, yeah, I figure it would be intimidating and threatening to have other, more powerful figureheads intrude on it LOL
Anyway, he works to hard to maintain that image, that when it cracks, especially around others, it is just 😩👌 it's so good. That is my type of angst, right there.
Even after his and Lucifer's little skirmish in this last chapter, he's definitely going to be poking the bear. He's too stubborn, spiteful, and full of pride to not to.
(I had to sneak that HuskerDust in there. They're too cute.)
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I was looking at the group chat of my otp from another fandom/show and a friend sent this is and... i be damned
Here's a toast 🥂 to the BBC Merlin x Morgana ship for fulfilling the clause.
And cheers 🍻 to the bloody realization that BBC Arthur Pendragon was a sis-con (well, accidentally but it counts 😜)
No ships stink btw. Ship and let ship 🛥⛴🚢
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*Talia visiting Damian*
Talia: Damian, how are you? *glares at Dick*
Damian: I am doing well mother
Dick: *from behind him* *mouthing: why the fuck are you here?*
Talia: oh that's great! I see you have a new pet? *Mouthing back: to see MY son*
Damian: this is Haley, Grayson's dog, she's staying with me while he goes on a mission.
Dick: *flipping Talia off where Damian can't see* yep, he's so good with animals
Talia: I'm aware *throws a knife at him*
Dick: *throws it back*
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Bisan is calling for another global strike!
I saw some posts just outlining Jan 21st, and wanted to clarify that Bisan has called for a full seven days of action.
What a global strike would look like is:
calling in sick to work
purchasing bare essentials ahead of the week so you can observe the general boycott of goods / buying as little as you genuinely can
putting in a concerted effort to elevate Palestinian voices and make it clear that this strike is in support of a permanent ceasefire!
For those who will have to purchase necessary goods during this time, please observe the brands that the BDS movement is asking us to boycott!
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Right now is also a good time to mention some better uses for your money during this week.
Available e-sims in Gaza are running low!!
Mirna El Helbawi and her team are working round the clock to continue to connect Palestinians as Israel does its best to cut them off from the rest of the world.
You can learn how to purchase and send e-sims here, and below you’ll find a list of what is currently needed (the areas in brackets indicate what region you should select to buy e-sims in).
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CareforGaza is an organisation that does verifiably good work, distributing supplies directly to Palestinian families.
They have a Gofundme set up at the moment, but because of Gofundme’s poor track record regarding refusing to transfer funds to Palestinians, I’d recommend continuing to donate directly to their PayPal here.
Good luck to all of you. Don't turn away from Palestine!
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I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt
“Woah. You look like shit."
Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.
The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.
"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."
And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.
The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.
If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.
"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.
"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.
"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.
The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.
He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."
There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.
"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."
Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"
"Daniel? Is that you?"
His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.
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