#least fave is probably alastors

[angelsfuzzyslippers]

I'm terrible at outfit design but I love finding new ways to make practice fun so it sounded like a neat idea to put angel in fancy dresses designed around other characters! (the rest are below the cut!) Also silly doodles of Angel with each character the outfit is based on just because!

[coockie8]

me with my faves

[xbittersweet-nostalgiax]

Ahh~ my good old friend, The Anxiety Attack

Thankfully I have an anti-emetic to nip the nausea in the bud, which is like more than half of the reason I'm anxious

I can feel where I'm tired, but I know for a fact that any sleep I get will be light & broken up at best...and that's only when I can get my breathing somewhat regulated

my brain feels like it's burning in acid, but my extremities are cold, and my whole G.I. system is completely shot

But tbh im just riding the high of no longer being in Crisis Mode atm

[margueritedaisies]

Hubba bubba😔🤌🥀✨

And so the plot thickens:

I have a plot idea where Pentious writes steamy selfshipping romance books involving his self insert and The Radio Demon as a hobby. Somehow he gained popularity and money out of it. He goes by a feminine pseudonym to hide his identity. Quite popular among the female audience, he just has a way with satisfying the female gaze through words.

Most of his works always follow psychological horror ,mystery, crime, and maybe gothic romance tropes lol. His mastery is comparable to Anne Rice with a mix of Dostoevsky. I mean what do you even expect from a Victorian man in writing fanfiction?😂

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(To our standards his works are a literary masterpiece but tbh he aint even trying , probably just his silly fantasies and took inspiration from his fave reading material. To Victorian standards his work would be considered frivolous and mediocre even scandalous. I mean he lived a life where he has the privilege to interact with artistic geniuses, discuss politics/social/philosophical ideologies among the elite in parlors.

And most likely really influential since he was an inventor who was involved in creating the new fangled steam powered machines.)

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Praising his achievements and background aside let me get back to continuing my plot😂I just love him sm

Alastor knows about the book series but doesnt know the author's identity, he has no interest in dwelling on their existence any further. He already used to this side of his fanbase and only wishes to be left alone by them, at least they got an outlet already.

When Pentious started staying at the hotel he had to be extra careful not to let anyone know of his hobby while at the same time trying to continue it. But one day he got sloppy, Niffty figured him out for a few days. Either noticing weird behavioral patterns.

Once she purposefully tripped him so the suspicious manuscripts he was carrying were dropped so she can"help" him collect them but he reacted paranoidly to her on coming close.

She caught a glimpse anyway but not enough to satisfy her curiosity. And then her suspicions were solidified when she sneaked inside Pentious's lair/suite for cleaning duty and came across his typewriter.

After discovering Pentious was the author whom she was a huge fan of (yes she has a copy of his works) she set out on a mission to befriend the snake so she can have premium access to his drafts😂

[chronicbeans]

Me writing for Lucifer vs Alastor, my 2 fave Hazbin Hotel characters is so silly, since I try to keep them at least semi in character and it's kinda like:

Lucifer: Sad, depressed wet cat-snake that is trying to be a better person. Genuinely kind at heart. He's a nice pookie. Rubber duckies. 🦆

Alastor: HE HAS SOMEHOW ACHIEVED BOTH "GASLIGHT, GATEKEEP, GIRLBOSS" AND "MANIPULATE, MANSPLAIN, MALEWIFE" AT THE SAME TIME. HE'S TOXIC AF TO BE FRIENDS WITH, AND EVEN IF HE LIKES YOU ENOUGH TO TREAT YOU WELL, YOU'RE PROBABLY GOING TO SEE UNEXPLAINABLE HORRORS SINCE UNEXPLAINABLE HORRORS IS HIS FAVORITE PAST TIME. But also he likes polite people. 😊

[ohdeerfully]

Hello

I live

Well, barely

OMG ISTG I JUST REREAD LIKE ALL OF YOUR FICS I'M GOING SGSJDGDJHFJDY

Your writing. I swear. It's so good. Like when I read any other alastor x reader fic I have this nasty voice in the back of my head going 'He wouldn't do this'. THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN HERE

You are a genius. (Thabk you for speepy Alastor coming from an insomniac is good praise, no?)

My personal favourites are

a. Either of the sleepy Alastoe fics (obviously)

b. Dry bed. Istg the writing in that.. Augh

Could you do a part two to Dry bed? Maybe they just wake up (Together!!!) and awkwardly get their way down to breakfast. Then they simply avoid each other all day, not talking, but still stealing glances at each other when the other isn't looking. Then reader finds Alastor chilling on the hotel roof the following night and they TALK about it. And figure things out.

Omg thabk you for listening to my rant I hope you are doing well byeeee

~❤✨

P. S. You and your fics are my new hyperfixation

hello!!!!! in general sorry yall for my absence, finals are literally next week so it Will happen again

im so glad u like my depiction of alastor hes literally so annoying to write... a dry bed is honestly probably one of if not THE fave fic ive written (though might be a tie with mourning dove) so i hope part ii does it a bit of justice (,: i kind of deviated from ur request at the beginning (they dont wake up together >_<) but otherwise i hope u enjoy! hopefully its not too obvious i kind of rushed it

mwah! <3

A Warm Bed

(sequel to A Dry Bed)

Alastor x Reader (hurt/comfort, fluff) TW: none really, alastor is probs ooc but who cares

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It felt a little bit too cold when you woke up, but you couldn’t immediately find a reason why. Your eyes squinted open, facing the curtains that were drawn just enough to where a peek of the morning light rudely shone against your face. You turned over with a dissatisfied groan.

Peering at the empty bed beside you, you stared blankly as wheels began to turn in your mind. It only took a few seconds to remember the previous night, and your face quickly warned as you hissed in a breath through clenched teeth, wrists coming up and rubbing your eyes with a sense of dismay.

Man, what were you thinking. You felt a strong mixture of regret and embarrassment but also… you felt lonely. The strong, strange affection from Alastor the previous night directly compared to him disappearing and leaving you alone in the morning made you feel all the more cold. The room also had an uncomfortable silence to it, but at the same time too loud with the hum of your ceiling fan.

Whatever, you feigned indifference to yourself and lifted yourself from your mattress, legs dangling over the side of your bed for a few moments, allowing yourself to get a quick stretch in before sliding on some comfortable slippers while you went to your restroom, protecting your feet against the cold tile.

You quickly freshened up, pulling on some comfortable loungewear before leaving your hotel room and walking down the long corridor that led to the steps. Maybe it was just your current mood, but the ambience was too quiet and uncomfortable.

Your spirits slowly lifted as you made your way down the steps, and you could hear the faint clashing of kitchen tools being dropped and thrown, alongside unintelligible and arguing voices, one doubtlessly being Vaggie trying to tame—or, no, threaten—the chaos.

The air, at the very least, smelled good despite the racquet. Though you were in Hell, the food was still appetizing—even if you weren’t exactly sure what it was half the time.

You must’ve made it just in time, as right when you turned the corner you nearly hit your head against Charlie’s shoulder as she rounded the same corner. You tripped over each other for a moment before she ultimately steadied you with a hand and a breezy laugh.

"Good morning! I was just about to tell everyone breakfast was ready…” You smiled at her gesture. Every morning she tried to host some sort of typical continental style breakfast that was standard for most hotels—that is if Niffty’s behavior permitted a successful morning—and the quality was usually higher than what you remembered in your time alive. Of course, you were dealing with the Princess of Hell, who obviously wouldn’t want anything mediocre for her treasured guests.

“Thank you,” was all you could offer in return before she passed you, doubtlessly to gently announce the food to the other guests. There had been an increase in residents lately, so you weren’t shocked at the piles of delicious looking food that met your eyes when you stepped into the kitchen. You could practically imagine sparkles dancing around the fluffy pancakes and still sizzling pans of various breakfast meats.

You helped yourself to a meal, carefully stepping around the growing crowd of other guests, who all, for the most part, seemed a little aggravated at being woken up but nonetheless pleased at the free meal.

A brief hush filled the room as the air seemed to get just a bit heavier, more ominous, alongside the new presence of a prickling against your skin. You didn’t have to look up, nor did you even want to look up, to know who the culprit of such a suffocated atmosphere was; you knew him well enough.

The kitchen slowly came back to life, albeit a bit stiffer and with quieter conversation. You kept your eyes glued to your plate of food as you made your way towards the dining area. As you passed through the entrance, out of your peripheral you saw the large, looming figure of the demon you had become unnaturally attached to. You didn’t look up or even acknowledge him, pretending to just not notice, but you could swear you felt his red gaze burning a hole in your skin.

A few minutes passed after you sat down before Alastor joined you, sitting in his unofficial assigned seat. The only difference was he didn’t scoot his chair nearly as close as usual, as well as the way his body was turned just slightly so that his back was facing you. Not enough to be noticed by other people, but just enough for you—though, maybe you were just overanalyzing things?—to notice how he was pointedly uninviting you from any interactions with him.

Why even bother coming to breakfast, you thought coldly to yourself, deciding to just feel mad about it instead of stewing in your own self-hate and regret. You had already spent all morning feeling stupid for the night before. It’s not like you even eat this shit. Go eat a dead deer or something.

Your fork poked aggressively against the food on your plate, head propped up against a fist as you mindlessly scooted the food around in a pool of syrup. You hoped to convey some sense of hatred to the demon next to you as you jammed a fluffy bite of pancake into your mouth—oh, that’s so good, your spirits were lifted just a bit as the slightly sweet and buttery pancake touched your tongue.

A hand touched your back, and you jolted in surprise. Naturally your eyes first went to Alastor next to you, thinking maybe he was finally over himself, but he had his hands folded on the table in front of him as he watched another table argue over something probably meaningless. Maybe you’re crazy, but did you see his eyes flick to your just as you looked away? You shook off the idea.

Vaggie sat to your right, and was currently eyeing you with a hint of concern in her eye. You shrugged off her hand as politely as possible before smiling at her with a raised eyebrow, trying to play it off with an ‘I’m alright.’

“People that are ‘alright’ don’t usually have some personal vendetta against a plate of breakfast food,” She said in a low voice, trying to keep your conversation private, particularly from a certain set of prying, fluffy red ears. “You know you have friends here. Especially Charlie.”

“Really, I’m all good, just… long morning,” You did your best to wave away her worries again, suddenly feeling a little childish. From the way she spoke, you would think she was talking to someone going through something serious—you were just having some guy problems.

It seemed to work well enough, because after looking at you for a few more beats she raised her hand and turned away, picking up a conversation with her girlfriend. You sat in your spot for a few more minutes, but the growing anxiety from silently and awkwardly sitting next to Alastor, sifting through so many racing thoughts and doubts, gnawed at your stomach. You finally stood up and excused yourself with a thank you and left the room.

You had no specific place to be, so you just wandered into the lobby and slumped against a couch. You briefly wondered where Angel was; he was surprisingly good at listening to romantic troubles, though honestly you probably wouldn’t divulge your whole “thing” with Alastor. That would probably meet no welcomed response.

You must have dozed off, because the sudden sound of raised voices startled your eyes open. Arguments and general anger were commonplace here, so you weren’t particularly shocked to find Vaggie and Angel Dust going at it about something regarding his behavior and the Hotel—a recurring theme in their conversations. Vaggie’s words fell on deaf ears as Angel tutted at her words with a waving and dismissive hand.

“I’m sure ninety percent of these guests would love to have a piece’a me!” He said, taking long strides across the room as he fixed up his chest fluff with two hands. He leaned his hip against the large chair that, much to your dismay, sat Alastor, his grin tightening as Angel approached. His eyes narrowed suspiciously as the spider laid his torso across the head of the chair.

“Even this one…” Angel said with a pouty lilt in his voice, finger dragging up the embellishments as he tried to play flirty. Alastor clicked his tongue distastefully in response before he stood up, hands folding neatly across the top of his cane.

“Not quite to my taste, thank you!” He said, looking down at Angel with an ugly curl in his lip. Angel only huffed in response before slinking down the back of the chair and taking up the space where Alastor previously sat, leaving said demon just standing there.

Alastor’s eyes glanced at you, so brief that you honestly may have imagined it, before he simply hummed with closed eyes and melted into the ground, the shadow where he once stood inking across the carpet before finally coming to a rest… behind the couch where you were laying. You grimaced as you felt his presence manifest again, sending a ripple of that familiar prickle down your bare arms.

Was this going to be your eternity now? Playing some game of cat and mouse where you have to leave every room you’re in just because Alastor gets too close for comfort? You turned your head to try to get a look at him from the corner of your eye, but immediately looked away again when you saw he was already looking at you. You couldn’t read his expression.

You sat up and thought for a few moments. Honestly, it was probably best to just go spend a depression day alone in your room. As pushy as Alastor could be, he wasn’t typically the type to barge into rooms without invitation.

Slowly standing, you managed to avoid the attention of the couple of others in the room—though, realistically, none would care if they happened to see you leave; you were just on edge to everyone and everything. You quickly made your way up the stairs, frowning down at your feet as you walked. You shot a sideways glance at Alastor as you rounded a turn in the steps, finally meeting his gaze for a few seconds before your view was blocked by the wall.

You sighed as you found yourself in front of your hotel room, a heavy feeling making you suddenly choke up. You ushered yourself into the room before you embarrassed yourself by crying openly in the hallway, but the comforting solitude of your room as you leaned your back against the door to close it made it a bit easier to breathe.

After ensuring the door was locked, you went to stand at the edge of the bed, frowning down at the still unmade sheets. Thoughts of that tender night came to the front of your mind at full force, and you bit your lip anxiously. The warmth of his body against yours, the tangle of legs and soft touches of lips… was it all actually, in a cruel turn of reality, a fake expression of care from him? When you had finally begun to think you could read the affection on his face…

You settled into the soft mattress, uncomfortably aware of how big and cold it was. You were no stranger to sleeping alone by any means, but after finally experiencing the shared space with someone you loved, the contrast was stark and unwelcomed. You did your best to ignore it as you tucked yourself in, letting your eyes fall shut in a poor attempt to sleep away your worries.

Your attempts were unsuccessful, and an empty feeling of longing and despair in your stomach grew stronger with each hour that passed as you watched the red hue of the daylight sky turn darker. You felt both restless and tired at the same time, lacking any energy to actually do anything to pass the time. 

It all proved to be counterintuitive to the whole “sleep your worries away” as the hours you spent just lying down only gave you ample opportunity to melt in your own thoughts as the memories of last night kept returning. Man, why did you have to kiss him? You unwittingly ignored the fact that he had also played a part in closing that gap between you; you were honestly just pinning the blame fully on yourself.

Finally sick of stewing in misery, you kicked off the heavy blanket and stood up. You needed some fresh air. 

You tried to walk quickly with a fake sense of purpose so, in the odd chance you passed someone, they hopefully wouldn’t ask about your absence all day—you were typically more present and friendly with everybody as you would often help Charlie with event organization. Lucky enough for you, you passed nobody on your way to the door that opened to some stairs up to the roof of the Hotel.

After a quick pace up the echoey, metal steps, you pushed open the large doors and greeted with a pleasantly cool rush of wind. It was still warm, of course, being Hell and all, but cooler than usual. You quietly closed the heavy doors behind you.

There was a spot on the roof you typically sat at during long, restless nights, and you turned the corner of the door before promptly backtracking and pressing yourself up against the metal door once again, jaw clenched in a mix of shock and anger.

Why the Hell was Alastor on the roof at your spot with your blanket that you had left up here on some previous night? Was he doing all this on purpose? Constantly getting all too close to you while simultaneously acting cool and indifferent towards your existence? Was this all just some sick game to him? Well… it is Alastor.

You peeked over the edge from where you hid to get a better look at him. He sat serenely with his back towards you, legs hanging over the edge of the roof. You couldn’t see his expression, but his body waved just slightly, most likely to the tune of some song in his head. Despite all the frustration you felt in your soul towards him, looking at him under the blanket of a dark red sky with a sprinkling of stars… he still endeared you. Especially when he looked so harmless and relaxed.

Just as you were about to turn away again and find somewhere else to relax, he cleared his throat, stopping you before you could even move.

“It’s rude to stare,” He stated, projecting his voice just enough for you to hear the light humor in his voice. “You seem like a stalker, darling!”

You straightened your shoulders before walking out from behind the wall, a frown on your face. You didn’t walk any closer—God forbid you accidentally do anything to hurt your relationship anymore, if that was even possible.

“I didn’t mean to, I was just… surprised, that’s all,” You reasoned, tapping your foot impatiently. “You are kind of in my spot.”

He hummed, absently pointing at the surface around him. “I didn’t see your name on it.” 

You couldn’t really think of a response quickly, so you just stayed quiet, continuing to just stand in place a few meters away from Alastor.

He briefly put his hand down on the space next to him, patting twice in a vague invitation for you to join him. You thought for a brief moment before cautiously walking towards him, steps growing slower with each foot you got closer. He made no move to send you away—in fact, he even started moving the blanket in a way to make the concrete just a bit more comfortable to sit on. He still didn’t look at you.

Embarrassingly your hands had started to shake, which you realized when you reached your hand down to support your body as you lowered it to sit. You just hoped Alastor didn’t notice. You let your legs fall over the ledge, swinging slightly next to Alastor’s. You didn’t notice how he shifted his knee a bit closer to yours.

The two of you sat in silence under the still-darkening sky, and you couldn’t decide if it was a comfortable or awkward silence. Alastor didn’t seem to mind, so you tried to convince yourself it was comfortable despite the itching anxiety in your chest.

“I’m really sorry about last night,” You blurted out, unable to contain it anymore. Was it a bad idea to even bring it up? Maybe. But you felt that your relationship was already irreparably damaged so it couldn’t hurt to at least apologize. You saw his eyes turn towards you out of your peripheral, and you were too ashamed to meet his look, instead opting to fiddle with a fray of the blanket edge.

“Whatever for?” He responded after an uncomfortably long pause—this stunned you. Fuck you mean ‘whatever for?’ Your head whipped up to look at him, brows furrowed.

You had spent all die scared that you ruined everything between you and Alastor, regretting everything that led up to last night’s events—it didn’t help that Alastor himself was also blatantly avoiding you. What the fuck is he acting so confused for?

Apparently you said that all out loud, as Alastor’s smile was growing more and more strained with each loud word that tumbled from your lips. You didn’t even realize until you were done and catching your breath, but at this point you couldn’t care less to apologize or feel bad about it. You folded your arms and fixated your eyes on some random pedestrian below as another long stretch of silence filled the air.

“You confuse me,” He finally said, with a voice that lacked its usual radio tone. You didn’t respond, so he continued. “I feel these alien emotions when I’m near you—you bewitch me. And I don’t like it. I hate you for it.”

You couldn’t control the slight slump in your shoulders and the sharp pang in your stomach that his words brought you. Hate. 

“But… I kill the demons I hate,” He said, looking away from you and up at the sky. “And I can’t find myself wanting to kill you. That has to mean something, though I’m really no man to figure it out myself.”

You cautiously returned your eyes back to him, shoulders curled forward as if to protect yourself against the blow of any harsh words. But, as he spoke, you felt that anxiety slowly lighten as you pieced together what he was trying to convey in his own strange way. Although, you weren’t really sure what to say in response, filled with too many swarming emotions—both new and old. 

Suddenly you looked at the space between the two of you—was Alastor’s hand there just a minute ago? You looked up to try to get any hint of his goals; but, unsurprisingly, he remained unreadable. It was definitely safer to just ignore it.

Well, that got a lot harder when his pinkie finger stretched towards you just a bit, practically inviting you. You looked at his face one more time, swallowed your fear, and tenderly laid your hand down next to his. You moved it cautiously closer, just enough so that your pinkie touched his own. His lifted up and curled over yours, tightening in a way to bring the rest of your hand closer and enveloping it with his own. Your gaze was fixated on this exchange and you felt heat warm your cheeks and ears.

You both said nothing, but you thought the pounding in your ears would drown out any attempt.

Your attention finally broke from the hands that now clasped together between the two of you, turning up towards Alastor. You found that he had been looking at you with such an intensity it made you feel like an open book before him. His eyes had a slight glow to them now that the sky had fully darkened—eyes that were usually so malicious and secretive seemed to now burn with what you could only assume was affection.

“I can’t promise I’ll be a good man,” He finally broke the silence. His smile was small but strained, and his voice uncharacteristically quiet. 

In response you shook your head with a breathless laugh, tightening your hand just slightly around his as you focused on the street below, watching the scattered presence of night owl demons.

“I probably couldn’t promise the same, either,” You admitted, leaning back and stretching out your legs in the open air over the ledge of the roof. You froze momentarily when Alastor shifted a bit closer, his knee now barely knocking against yours.

He reached his hand out, fingers curling gingerly but firm over your chin and pulling your face closer to his. He examined your face for a moment, red eyes trailing over every curve of your features before settling back to look into your eyes.

“But I can promise, cher,” The new name he referred to you as made the already present flush in your cheeks only intensify. “That as long as you own what’s left of my heart, no demon in Hell can keep you away from me. Not even you.”

His words were spoken almost like a threat in an ominously low tone, that heavy radio affliction dripping from his words. In his eyes was a sudden look of sinister intensity and devotion, something you had never even dreamed of seeing, especially from him and especially towards you. As menacing as the words seemed, you couldn’t stop the wry smirk that inched up your lips, slightly smushed between his fingers that still firmly held your head in place.

“I’d like to see anyone try,” You responded in an attempt to match his energy. This seemed good enough for him, as his smile lifted for a moment as he released you from his grasp and faced forward again.

You yawned and stretched out your arms above your head, popping a few bones in your back before you stood. He followed suit, deftly touching his clothes with one hand to smooth any wrinkles or crooked buttons—his other was still holding your own.

He stepped closer, nearly pressed against you, when suddenly the atmosphere around you seemed to melt in a swirl of black before being replaced with the familiar decor of your hotel room. He gave you a light nudge and you fell back onto the bed.

After recuperating and settling, you watched him from your spot on the bed as he draped off his coat and slacks before joining you in the sheets. His body language was tense and unsure, but to your own pleasure the stiffness in his shoulders lightened just a bit when your hands tenderly rubbed against his skin.

The bed that was only hours before too big and too cold was now inviting with the warmth of Alastor’s body against your own, his scent filling your nose with every inhale as his hair brushed against your cheek. Every movement was a shaky blur as you were still filled with a sense of disbelief and maybe a little bit of adrenaline from the unexpected switch-up from him. The mattress dipped and creaked as he tried to make himself comfortable, which took an awkward few seconds, but after finally settling in you found yourself laid against his chest, fingers trailing down his skin.

Alastor’s own clawed fingers trailed through your hair and he hummed the quietest tune, lulling you further into an exhaustion that you didn’t realize had been creeping up on you. You fell asleep to a comfort that you hoped you wouldn’t have to spend another day in eternity without.

[nocreativityfornames]

whats your opinion on the whole shipping alastor thing?

I'm not TOO bothered by it?

I mean, as long as you're not a bigoted asshole purposely dismissing this part of his identity because you don't respect the sexuality and the community and wish the writers had written him differently, I don't think it's THAT big of a deal.

Don't get me wrong, I still think it's a bit icky to do it even with no harmful intent. Similarly to how I think it's icky and eyebrow-raising to make a gay character straight for your amusement or to make a POC character white for the same reasons, even if you didn't mean any harm.

But at the end of the day people are going to do whatever they want whenever they want, what a portion of a fandom is doing isn't going to have an impact on the original work, these characters will maintain their intended identities in canon, and I don't have the energy to be arguing with people who'll probably dismiss all I have to say.

I mean, they're already doing that. Because I've seen way too many instances of people yapping "It's fiction, relax!" or "It's a spectrum, just because a person is aroace doesn't mean that they don't have sex/can't date!" whenever an aroace person gives an opinion on this topic that isn't "I'm okay with this and I actually ship aroace characters too."

Anyway, my conclusion is: you wanna take an aroace character and ship them with another character, write x reader fanfiction, etc? Go ahead, it's your life, do your thing. But at least be respectful of that sexuality and the community? Don't be a jerk if an aroace person expresses discomfort with what you're doing or simply disagrees with you, be understanding. 

And to my fellow aroace people and the allies who are out there trying to educate the fandom on our sexuality and express a view of this that isn't the "I'm completely fine with this" one and are being met with the same annoying and repetitive invalidating replies or straight up aro/ace-phobia, just don't engage. For your own sake, just block them. Don't stress yourself out.

But yeah, it's not necessarily the shipping that bothers me, it's the disrespect coming from some people who are into the shipping. It's just... tiring. And I could write a whole essay on how frustrating it is that people don't value platonic relationships as much as romantic ones and how aroace people are just always being dismissed.

But not to end this on a negative note: I loooove that Alastor is aroace and the weirdo has a special place in my heart.

I love his interactions with Lucifer (my 2° fave :^), they're funny as hell and I wanna see more of their friendly rivalry next season. I can see them being that kind of chaotic besties that argue and bicker with each other all the time but are there for one another when shit goes down and I'm so here for it.

He and Rosie are also a delight. Love them with all my heart, I had an amazing time whenever they appeared on the screen together and those were for sure some of my favorite moments.

Also, Vox's being tragically in love with Alastor and not being reciprocated AT ALL it's just funny to me. I don't like TV man, make him suffer. 

Anyway, Alastor is the best character in this goddamn show and I'll fight anyone who says otherwise, thank you for coming to my ted-talk :))))))

[wisasslocs]

Ok I love Lucifer's fight with Adam like KICK HIS ASS WHOOOO

But I was highkey looking forward to Charlie finally going sicko mode, I was HOPING they wouldn't do what they did, but it was exactly what I was expecting.

The fight scene was... ok. But it was so anime and so predictable that it was boring after a few minutes (to me). I hate that they couldn't leave a joke out for a couple of minutes. Like this was a final battle, the showdown to show that Hell wasn't going to take shit anymore from the angels. I wanted more class to it, more emotion, I wanted Charlie to finally show what she can do and at least get a couple of good hits in before Adam took the upper hand again. I wanted tension of who was going to die, I wanted the angels to eventually get the upperhand to create tension that this act against the angels probably wasn't going to work, Sir Pentious dies in a more dramatic way that feels more emotional than comical. Then Charlie goes sick mode, gets some good hits in, but Adam is the first man and has an angelic suit on or some shit eventually gets the upperhand again THAN Lucifer could've came in and saved the day.

The only hightlights to the fight for me is Alastor vs Adam and Vaggie vs Lute. I was not expecting Alastor to lose like he did, I was expecting him to win ngl but they did a fantastic job showing us that he isn't all that powerful like he likes to pretend which gave me SO MUCH EMOTION. It was so sick with the radio effect going away when his staff broke, like AHHHHH.

Vaggie's battle was cool too, wish it was longer and wish she got her wings again during it. There is a lot about Vaggie that should be better and the writers are screwing her over. She could be my fave character if they just took the time with her to give her a proper arc.

This was very ranty but I don't care.

One thing I will add to this is that Charlie may be a sheltered princess but she IS the princess of Hell. The Fucking Daughter of Lucifer and the FIRST woman. She is POWERFUL AS FUCK and the only thing she had to show for it is some parlor tricks and a trident??? We saw Lucifer's full demon mode but barely got to see Charlie's. It pisses me off so much that they did that to her. Sure you can say that it's because she barely has any fighting experience, is a passive person, never needed to fight because why the fuck would you fight Lucifer's daughter??? But still!!! If you wanted it to come off like "she may have barely any experience but she is trying" then show that throughout the show!!! Show that she really doesn't know how to fight but she is willing to try for her friends!! They better fucking show us her potential in the next season or I will lose it!

If this is suppose to be a show centered around the female characters then Vizie really fucked up with that final fight scene. It was disappointing to me how Charlie, Vaggie and even Lute and Carmilla are being treated throughout the show. Granted Charlie is getting some character development but why not show that during the final fight?! Show how this naive princess of hell who hates conflict is willing to put everything on the line for her family and her people, even her life!!

[venbetta]

I took some time and actually watched Hazbin Hotel... I watched the pilot 6(?) years ago, and seeing the hellfire commentary from Twitter made me reluctant (rightfully so I guess).

But I say it was pretty alright. I feel like I have some complaints. I'm not a diehard fan at all, nor do I see myself in the fan base, but I feel like I can add my own input, I guess. These are my opinions and personal reasons, please be nice.

Spoilers/commentary beneath the cut (16+)

For starters, I think the concept is good, I like some of the designs for the characters, especially since they improved from the pilot.

I think I have at least 3-4 favorite characters, ranking them from my most fave:

Lucifer, Alastor, Vox, and Nifty.

... I didn't like anyone else. I'll probably explain that.

The only reason why I liked these four was mostly cuz they had some funny bits to them. I told my friend that Lucifer reminds me of Hunter from TOH??? And I said "Maybe it's cuz their both blonde and depressed." Lucifer just has that appeal for me. Vox didn't have much screentime, but I like his niche design and voice. Alastor is also cool. Nifty is just a cute gremlin that I fuck with honestly. Good for her. Everyone else I either didn't care much for or straight up didn't like...

Charlie annoyed me a lot, I know she's the MC, but I didn't like her. I get that she's supposed to be good, but her behavior in some scenes bothered me. Like in Ep4, I understand she was coming from a good place, but I couldn't help but feel agitated. I can't explain it. She has a savior complex which is her flaw, and maybe I just don't exactly understand it.

Of course, she's not the worst character (looks at Valentino and Adam), but she could improve. There were a few characters that I feel should've been written better, but the pacing made it hard.

I feel like the pacing was something I didn't like, but I can't blame it since it only has 8 episodes. The writer in me deflated seeing how fast things moved along, but I get why they sped it up towards the end. I wanna ramble about how the show could have gone if it had 24 episodes- but that feels like another post. Also, another thing that irked me were characters word vomiting.

Again if this show had more time to explore each individual character, it wouldn't have happened. I thought ep 4 with Angel Dust pouring his heart had good intentions to tell the audience that he's fucked up, it could've been built up more (if there were more episodes) until he finally blew up, similar with Husk. It's different because it's an animation, but you can still show and not tell visually about someone struggling. That's just me.

The excessive swearing isn't funny, I didn't find myself laughing that much except for Ep 8: Adam telling Lute to chill the fuck out, Alastor's mic breaking, and Lucifer saying "I'm gonna fuck you!" are the only bits I found funny. I've laughed at dumber things (my sense of humor is garbage, I'll laugh at a waffle falling over), but I didn't find most of the jokes funny.

I knew it was a musical, and I love musicals, but there weren't many songs I vibed with. Maybe a few, but not a lot. I'm a music person, and the songs just didn't feel right? Like the lyrics either felt awkward or general direction of the song didn't feel cohesive. I think I only like 4 songs in total.

The VAs were great, I recognized a lot of them, and I enjoyed their performances. They all fit their characters.

The animation was good for what was originally an indie project, and I hope the animators/artists were properly compensated. I know there was a lot of shit going on about Vivi allegedly not paying them but regardless, they did amazing.

I'm gonna be serious and say I feel like I didn't want to give HH a chance because I just didn't exactly care about it. My friends watched it. I saw Twitter's scolding opinions and hottakes on it, and I didn't want to hate watch it. But I was still curious. While I wasn't laughing through most of it, I think it's good. There's a lot that I'm trying not to say or get into because that would derail my commentary and make it about other discussions I'm not fully knowledgeable about...

I sailed the seven seas to watch this show, and I say it was sort of worth it. Again, I'm not a crazy fan, but anyone that likes it, good for you.

[edge-complains-and-loves-art]

Hi!!! Hello!!! Do you have any favourite scenes w/ Alastor :D?? Like scenes you like because of either character development/characterisation or just personal faves? :D

OH yis, now off the top of my head i could be forgetting many lol, but some that really stuck with me were mainly these four

-firstly, him trying to piss lucifer off in 500 different ways after just meeting him. That was the funniest thing. Vox is probably crying about that because he can only dream of having that level of rivalry with Alastor

-Then there's the scene where he's talking to Charlie when she got depressed about Vaggie lying to her. Just. Do i even need to explain:

(Gifs by @/Doomdaysdecays)

-And of course we have the fight against Adam, where we're basically shown that mayhaps Alastor is not as tough as he thinks nor as he wants everyone to believe. That whole scene is just. Great. His sassiness is replaced by panic and even his shadow is FROWNING for like a frame. I in fact did kind of a redraw of that one lol

-AND. Last but not least, THAT scene from the pilot episode. Y'know. The one:

[shadowofthehost]

✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ✦ʚ♡ɞ✦

//I'm seeing people answer these with blogs so I will follow suit lol I have so many so I am going to try not to go nuts with this (I definitely am not going to get to all of the beans)

@sinnerxroulette Nemo and I have been writing together since before I even joined this fandom. We have so much going on with all our muses it is hard to pick just one to focus on and they are just my favorite bean

@nohalosinhell (and their Alastor I just can't remember what the blogs name is right now lol) Axel is a great mun. They're sweet and so much fun to write with when we get the chance. I adore all their muses from goofy dad to grumpy spood and Sasha the hellhound is precious

@arachn0philia Golds always down to yes and and be a chaos goblin and their Angel is one of my favorite Angels to see on the dash

@a-hazbin-spider Raptor is such a delightful bean their Angel is a cutie and equally filled with chaos and they spoil me with my boy all the time they are right up there on the fave spood list

@voxiiferous (and their OC blog too I just can't remember it's name currently) Bug is so much fun to write with when we have the chance their Vox is one of my faves and their OC couple is so great (Voxs PA and her little cannibal wife are goals)

@because-i-simp Akari has so many ding dang blogs that you've probably interacted with at least 3 of them by now lol They write so many muses and I love each and every one of the ones I have interacted with. They have great OCs as well that deserve all the love

There is so many others I can think of but I can't add more to the list or I will be going on forever.

Honestly everyone is a lot of fun to interact with and I love everyone's OCs and muses and their relationships with Astor and even Pierre even though that's my other blog lol

Also I love all the art you guys do!! You're all so talented and I love to see it

[feliciohno]

If you're taking non Hetalia characters, could you do Angel Dust?

of course of course! just so yall know! this isnt souly a hetalia blog at least not anymore a while back i decided to keep more adult content and content for adult media on this blog and the more family friendly stuff on my other so you can talk about other shows with me here than just hetalia!

Fave thing about them

honestly his like backstory and stuff like his family life and the stuff he went through idk hes just a very flushed out character and one i very much connect with and love a lot

Least fave thing about them

so like? his original version had him as bisexual and then they changed him to be gay and like obvi nothing wrong with that but as a bisexual idk man low key wish he was still canonically bi (tho thats why fanfic exists jiougyfguhjio)

Fave line

"he looks like a strawberry pimp" something about that is very funny i like that angel isnt outwardly fearful of alastor unlike seemingly a lot of other characters are angel tends to try and keep face

brOTP

def him and cherry like pls their fuckin besties man waaahhhh

OTP

a tie between alastor and charlie ngl i love the dynamics of both ships ugh so good so good

nOTP

valentino

Random headcanon

where some sinners keep up with the times in hell angel doesnt man the only disney movie hes ever seen was snow white and like dude barely listens to music that isnt fucking like bing crosby or the ink spots or some shit like that hell even alastor is probably more caught up than angel and that man still fucking uses old ass radios lmao

Unpopular opinion

angel isnt homophobic because different queer people are gonna want different things in their queer rep because we are not all the same people in this community angel was not made for the "haha funny gay man" trope and also he was made by and his continuously written by queer creators its okay if his depiction makes you personally uncomfortable but some queer people may heavily identify and love his character much like myself and i think theres a huge fundamental difference between insulting an entire community and being actively malicious to them than just? making a character that yeah some people might not vibe with or hell maybe even hate! and thats fine! we dont all have the same opinions on stuff! me and the autistic brother of my coworker most likely dont have the same opinions on autistic rep and shit so like! its fine! why is this such a bfd! anyways (also I’m not trying to say the show is without faults and that maybe his character could be handled a bit more delicately however I think calling him just a homophobic stereotype as if that’s the only thing he is is just dumb and completely missing like seven different points here)

Song I associate with them

man i have like a whole playlist for him its really hard but uuhhh some of my faves are Roxanne by The Police, Just a Gigolo by Bing Crosby, and Runs in the Family by Amanda Palmer

Fave picture

SO I’m going with this (obvi credit goes to viv) only cause back when the sinners and demons and stuff were apart of the Zoophobia storyline apparently there was a thing where they had this like feral form or whatever and god idk man I really want that in hazbin like I REALLY hope they bring that shit back UGH

SEND CHARACTER ASKS

[secreterces-charlie]

Yo yo yo! It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m tired, sad and single, but I cope by baking cupcakes and drawing my ships smooching ❤️

The original template is by @a-moop, and thanks @charliecharlo for calling my attention to this because it inspired me to draw some of these characters for the first time in years! Some of them I never even colored in any other drawings before!

Here’s the ship list👇

First row:

Marcus & Secret, a weird angel-demon thing and a very confused human, two characters from a story I have yet two write

LizardHat – Demencia & Black Hat, from the show Villainous by Alan Ituriel, and I know Hattie’s scowling, but we all know he loves his pretty little psycho dearly~

Lumpygrab – LSP & Lemongrab, a ship I dedicated a blog to because even though they’re canon, they’re still a rarepair and a crackship – what other craziness would you expect from Adventure Time?

Second row:

Francoeur & Vlaštovka (Swallow bird in English) – a robot dictator and his harpy companion, villains of another story I have yet to write. And yes, Vlaštovka does indeed have four arms. I drew those, but was too lazy to draw her actual wings.

Zora & Akta – the first gay characters I ever made, I think. Zora was a creepypasta/demon OC who I gave overpowered abilities to, but then redesigned her because she was killing me with cringe. Akta is... not exactly a demon? Her story is in progress, but I keep rethinking what she should be, exactly. As you could probably guess, she was inspired by Chara from Undertale :)

Trirax – Trixie & Thorax, from My Little Pony, the rarepair ship I will go down with. They’d be adorable together and you can’t tell me otherwise!

Third row:

Darx & Vitalia – would you believe if I told you these were Minecraft OCs? Yeah. I read a few books written in the Minecraft universe a while ago and was inspired, but I wanted to make it different. So, I wrote a story where Vitalia (the white-haired one) manages to topple over a bunch of potions that mix together and do something to her and the Enderman chasing her (Darx!). They discover that they’re slowly turning into each other’s race, she’s becoming a monster and he’s becoming human, hence the weird skin colours.

Goddess Secret & Rwakk – I made A LOT of alternate versions of Secret. She was originally a pony OC, and most of her AU versions are also ponies. In one story I was co-writing with a friend of mine, we started joking about him always writing bad endings and me always writing good and happy endings. This resulted in the creation of two gods of story-telling, influencing worlds, battling each other and playing with each other, and keeping the story-writing universe in balance. It’s not exactly a ship, but Rwakk is a dear friend of mine and he deserves a kiss 😘 Also we use these characters to cope sometimes, so 🤷‍♀️

Jabu and (the OG) Secret – two dorks from an RP filled with pirates, slavery and underage drinking, what fun! Basically Jabu (the zebra) has been serving a rich guy his whole life and never knew anything else, until Secret came with a pirate crew she joined on accident and, too empathetic for her own good, decided to show him friendship, and kindness, and a world where he didn’t have to always return favors, where he didn’t always have to listen to orders. While playing this RP and trying to get Jabu to understand as simple concepts as “this isn’t a deal, I’m just being nice, you don’t have to immediately pledge your service to me bro, chill” really challenged my writing (and also sometimes my morals, as Jabu had none).

Fourth row:

Entrapdak – Hordak & Entrapta from She-Ra: The Princesses of Power! One of my more controversial ships because Hordak is the villain, and he’s pretty evil, and then Entrapta is the greatest example of a morally grey character and his first real friend. I really hope they end up being okay, but with the way the series is going right now, I’m slightly worried about them. Also just a note, if you ever get into the fandom and ship them, know that there are ppl arguing against this ship everywhere. It’s not worth it to join the fights. Let the ship wars be.

Papara – Chara & Papyrus from Undertale, my two faves from the game. Over time I sorta gave Chara my own headcanon of abilities and backstory and stuff, and decided that someone like them could really use someone with endless forgiveness in his heart in their life. I wrote tons of “second chance for Chara” fanfics I never finished, and I hope there’ll be more content of them.

Prie & Lavinne – OCs from a comic I’m determined to make! Everything about them keeps changing except for their designs but rest assured that their stories are magnificient! Also you don’t get to see it from this angle but Prie has three eyes, two on this side and one on the side we can’t see.

Fifth row:

Penny and Marion – the OG ship. I got into MLP and FNAF fandoms around the same time and since I’ve never before been in one, I was absolutely in love with all of it, especially the Brony community. So, I wrote a crossover fan fiction about a robot pony fighting Purple Guy! I wrote two and a half story about her, with twenty parts total, and to this day I am immensely proud of this. The fact that she somehow falls in love with the puppet of all animatronics should not be important 😅

Lemon Pancakes – Lemongrab 2 & Breakfast Princess, a magnificient ship @charliecharlo came up with (bless you for this treasure) I realized I absolutely love BP’s design (especially in normal clothes tho) and I live for the angst that has to come eventually when LG2 becomes a part of LG3.

Charlastor – Charlie Magne & Alastor form @vivziepop’s Hazbin Hotel cartoon! If anyone dares tell me a) that Al is asexual and cannot therefore have romantic relationships or b) that Charlie is canonically with Vaggie, I won’t do anything but I’ll be silently judging you from over here. Once more I call to all of you. Let the ship wars be, they’re especially aggressive in this fandom, and it hasn’t even existed for that long. That being said, I love that they’re both musical souls and I really really hope Alastor becomes genuine friends with her in canon, at least.

So yeah, that’s a wrap!

Happy Valentine’s to all of you!

[baconmasterowo]

Trendercore asks

@sinflowerknight

1.Do you use neo-pronouns

->I do which would be ey/em and I am actually considering using emoji pronouns but I'm not sure yet ((it would make writing about me a bit more easy at least in German))

3.Would you rather be a cat person or a magical person?

->as much as I love cats I have to go with magical person on that one...I mean I could curse everyone to live in a world where they only can walk barefoot on Legos...that would be nice.

4.Do you own any pride merch?

->yeah I do a Pan flag and button as well as a nonbinary flag and bracelet

5.Down with cis?

->idk really know if this holds any meaning to anything...but it sounds nice

9.What's your fave "cringey" interest?

->probably Hetalia or Undertale tbh both remind me of better times

10.What's something "cringey" you unironically like?

->Isn't that kinda the same question as the one before?If I had to choose something else I would say...Probably My little Pony I guess? Is that considered cringey? Idk tbh

11.What is your name(s) how did you pick it/them

->My full name is Alex Liam Alastor

Alex because it sounds nice

Liam because of a Dating Sim character who happens to be my fave ((It's Monster Prom for anyone who cares))

Alastor-I actually liked that name a while before I gave myself the second name Liam I considered changing my name to Alistair first but liked Alex a bit more once I realized I could give myself as many names as I wanted it was over...I named myself Alastor with that pronounciation because of the Hazbin Hotel character...I love him very much ((No I do not like vivziepop tho)) also because it looks better like that

12.Pastel,neon,punk or goth aesthetic?

->of the options given to me...mostly punk? I'm more an alternative person you feel me?

16.Do you own any stuffed animals?If so what is your fave?

First:yes way to many

Second:YOU CAN'T ASK ME THAT!I love them all so much...but if I had to choose...probably my plush dolphin I already had when I was 8...I love him very very much and...maybe can't sleep too well if he isn't there with me... ((I hate you so much for asking this))

[braverytaught]

Meta about Minerva's thoughts on some of her fellow professors. Who she gets along with best, who she dislikes, etc :3

give me metas. || always accepting.

ooh okay this is lovely. i’mma try and be organized about it. let’s go. 

i’ll do all the major staff members, but i’mma leave out some of the minor ones who don’t really have personalities, like professors sinistra and vector. otherwise, i’ll do a lil blurb for each person, but in case you want the tl;dr version, it’s this:

her close friends: filius flitwick, pomona sprout, poppy pomfrey, remus lupinthose she actively dislikes: gilderoy lockhart, dolores umbridge, sybill trelawney, argus filcheveryone else is somewhere in between.

heads of house.

pomona sprout - minerva’s actual fave. no, listen, okay, minerva and pomona have been friends since their school days, and minerva was delighted when they both came back to teach. they’re best friends. they spend some of their evenings together, support each other, knit together how cute is that. pomona’s been there for minerva through some of her toughest times, and minerva’s done her best to return the favor. they’re just. besties okay.

filius flitwick - not quite bestie status™ like pomona, but minerva and filius are also close friends. the three of them are basically the squad™ tbh. filius is the professor most likely to actually engage minerva in her intellectual conversations, even when she does the thing where she gets a little too intense about her opinions sometimes. they’re consistently amused by the fact that they were both close calls between gryffindor and ravenclaw, but went in opposite directions. filius is both very intelligent and admirably cool-headed, and minerva respects that. also, sometimes they practice dueling together. 

severus snape - severus needs a longer meta than i’m going to give him here - i’ve written about his relationship with minerva before, in various places, but i don’t think i’ve ever really put it down in one post dedicated to him. i’ll do that eventually. suffice here to say that minerva pretty much hated him when he first started teaching, because she knew that he’d been a death eater, and, moreover, she knew that he’d been the one to tell voldemort about the prophecy. she treated him very coldly the first few years he taught. gradually, however, their relationship has improved, and they enjoy something of a friendly rivalry. minerva often disapproves of his attitude and teaching methods, but she respects his expertise, and ultimately will defend his reputation when need be. also, their snark fests are something to behold.

defense professors.

quirinus quirrell - minerva was never overly fond of him, but she also didn’t have an outright problem with him until he returned from his sabbatical acting decidedly more suspicious. snape suspected him, of course, which i take to mean that both minerva and albus did as well. (given that minerva and severus are like…..albus’s top advisors basically, and i imagine the three of them tend to discuss their concerns.) not a lot to say about quirrell, really. quite disappointing to find out he actually had voldemort on the back of his head.

gilderoy lockhart - hooooo boy. if there’s one thing minerva cannot stand, it’s someone who pretends to be greater than they are. she disliked lockhart as a student, and she positively loathed him as a professor - she thought him utterly incompetent, and didn’t believe for a minute that he’d really done everything he claimed to have done. it’s not very nice of her, but she really didn’t feel much remorse for him when he lost his memory. 

remus lupin - oh, remus. need i say that minerva adores remus lupin? he was one of her favorite students, and she was delighted when he returned to teach, not least because he was the first genuinely competent dada professor they’d had in years. no, minerva’s very, very fond of remus, and they had a good working relationship from the start. she was sad to see him go.

alastor moody - i’mma talk about the real moody here, not crouch, though crouch was the one minerva actually taught alongside, whoops. i figure was probably an auror when minerva was first working for the ministry, so she first met him there in the dmle, and then of course they fought in the first war together. she doesn’t always have a lot of patience for his suspicious, cantankerous attitude, but she does have a lot of respect for him as an auror.

dolores umbridge - hoooooooo boy. do i even need to say it. do i really need to say that minerva despises dolores umbridge with every fiber of her being. i really don’t think i need elaborate. she hates her simpering, hates her false kindness, hates all her passive aggressive mannerisms, hates that she manipulates the ministry for her own ends – all that without even mentioning the fact that umbridge, you know, tortured minerva’s students and was instrumental in removing dumbledore from his post. umbridge is pretty much minerva’s Least Favorite Person In The World.

other staff.

poppy pomfrey - if filius, pomona, and minerva are the trio™ of the hogwarts staff, then add poppy and you’ve got a quartet. minerva isn’t quite as close to her as she is to pomona and filius, but they’re still good friends with plenty of respect for each other. minerva’s not a particularly adept healer - one of the few areas of magic she hasn’t mastered, actually, though she certainly knows some healing spells, especially after the first war - and she has a lot of respect for poppy’s skill in her field. plus they share a stern, no-nonsense personality that covers two compassionate hearts.

sybill trelawney - oh, sybill. minerva….really doesn’t like her. she has a lot of contempt for sybill, because remember what i said about her disliking anyone who pretends to be greater than they are? minerva acknowledges that sybill has made at least one genuine prophecy, but that doesn’t stop her from thinking that everything else sybill has ever done in the field of divination is a load of utter bollocks. she hates the way sybill puts on a misty air, and deliberately tries to create some aura of mystery, and fools generations of students into thinking she’s anything but an actress, and not a very good one at that. (sounds harsh, i know, but this is all minerva. don’t take it as me hating on trelawney. i love trelawney.) no, sybill gets on her nerves pretty much every time minerva has to share a room with her, and she just. really cannot resist giving sybill the sharpest edge of her tongue. that said, she does have some sympathy for sybill in the later books, as sybill noticeably deteriorates, and of course she protects sybill from umbridge, because it doesn’t matter what she thinks of sybill personality, she thinks sybill is a fraud and a fool but she isn’t, in the end, a bad person, and she doesn’t deserve to be thrown out, so yes, minerva will still defend her when necessary.

rubeus hagrid - to tell you the truth, minerva didn’t really pay hagrid a lot of mind for a good while. she thought of him as well-meaning, basically good-hearted, but bumbling and rather careless. she disapproved of his messiness and unrefined ways. over time, however, she came to respect him, especially when she saw the way he supported harry, and began to view him as a proper colleague, and then a friend. she values his kindness and his courage, even if not all his decisions are the wisest, and doesn’t hesitate to come to his defense (which, you’ll remember, she did very nearly at the expense of her own life).

argus filch - ha. yeah. doesn’t like him. doesn’t like him or his cat. she finds him distasteful and uncouth, and far too eager to use violence against her students. will snark at him at any appropriate opportunity.

horace slughorn - she’s….more neutral about slughorn. he taught her at school, and tried multiple times to recruit her into his slug club, but she always refused. as a colleague, she respects his expertise and doesn’t mind his generally congenial nature, but was very displeased when she found out he’d only delayed his retirement so he could essentially hide out under dumbledore’s protection during the first war. she doesn’t particularly like the way he panders to the powerful to feel important, nor does she approve of his attempts to avoid choosing sides in conflicts. (then, horace, we duel to kill. whatever working relationship they may have had, she didn’t altogether trust him to choose her side.)

rolanda hooch - they’re friends. bonded over a love of quidditch. hooch hosts staff quidditch games sometimes and minerva always comes Ready To Slay. they don’t spend a lot of time together or anything but?? they get along well. hooch has a witty sense of humor minerva enjoys. also minerva’s attracted to her goodbye