#sas rewrite

[kyuyua]

It’s almost 12pm but I had the random urge to finally do this so here it is:

I actually started the rewrite! 🎉🎉

I remember watching a yt vid once that said you feel less likely to do/commit to something after you’ve announced that you’re trying to do something and uh… yeah that def applies to me. So I haven’t said anything.

I only finally started writing the rewrite a week ago tho, so it’ll be a long while until anything is actually posted since I want to at least 1) rewrite everything beyond what I’ve already written and 2) churn out a bunch more chapters so I’m ahead in case I burn out like I know I will at some point.

Anyway here’s the current word count:

I think I used to be able to write some 7k a week when I was writing SAS before, so it checks out at least.

Now, of course, since it’s a rewrite of a fic I wrote when I was 15, there’s quite a bit different so far. Right now I’ve only written the first chapter (? Tbh I’m not labeling it as chapters right now I’m just writing and I’ll see how I want to split it) but I’ve already covered content from both chs 1 and 2 of the old version. A LOT has been cut bc I didn’t like how much fluff I was putting into each chapter and pretty much stalling my own work. Zoro joining Luffy back at Fuusha was not even A THIRD of what I’ve had planned for this series. So now, a lot of that fluff has been removed to get to the barebones of the situation and continue to move the plot along to new things hopefully before 50k+ words this time.

I still can’t promise when anything will get published but please have peace in mind that it will eventually. I’m actually finally working on it now that I’m back into the fandom 💜💜

I don’t think I’ll formally announce the fic’s status until I’m well into the rewrite, so for now I’ll keep giving progress updates here. Lucky you guys!

Also, I’ll be putting both the rewrite and the old version (which I think I’m gonna give it’s old name back since the rewrite will be called SAS) in a series. I might add some side stories in there too when I get to them?

How does Dusk Before Dawn sound?

[grzybjek]

temperature dropped by 2 celcius today. its oficially autumn and im back to drawing old characters. and writing about miserable teenagers and their unsaid past

[hazshit-hotel-hater]

When I see an Hazbin rant, I'm happy that how they bring up that Pentious sex room scene because we need more people to address that how much of this show tries to take SA seriously but ends up making it as a joke

You will see me get pissed off abt the sex room joke so often here I HATE IT. I had a very nice conversation with someone in the replies of one of my posts and they said it wouldve been infinitely funnier if 1. the SA shit was not there at all, and 2. If instead of people cheering at “I am going to have sex with everyone here!” It just went dead silent instead and there was cricket sound effects and I will stand by this for the rest of my life. The original “joke” is so shit it wouldve been so much funnier to just have people go immediately quiet and then it just cuts to pentious standing there and then the conversation topic changes.

Edit: VIDEO EXAMPLE HAS BEEN MADE HERE

[inu-jiru]

Jazz's "Apology Tour" ramble

Episode was trash, let's go.

First off, the whole "Fuck Blitzo" party is so stupid to me, like you're telling me this 30-something year old man had intimate relationships with ALL these demons and HE was the sole thing that ruined ALL of them?

And how did Verosika even find out about Stolas? Like I know Ozzie's happened, but how'd she hear about their "breakup" (they weren't together but whatever, show)?

Why the FUCK does Verosika care about Stolas being an uwu sad victim of mean old Blitzo aside from everyone being written to want to huff Stolas' sad boi farts?

Why is no one trying to kill Stolas like in Loo Loo Land, like suddenly we're just cool with the oppressive racist now (who am I kidding, the rank system doesn't exist anymore unless the "meanie supremacist" characters bring it up I guess)?

Don't think I'm trying to be "Blitzo's#1Bitch69" or anything, but Season 2 is just so gross in how they've written him. Either he's the big bully meanie for hating his abuser, or they've had him commit the most out of pocket atrocities (like possibly SAing Stolas since he was technically drunk or the circus incident or the shit he pulled with Verosika because what the fuck kinda trauma makes you steal someone credit card for horse riding lessons???) that they just gloss over because fuck having Blitzo actually progress normally or Stolas taking actual responsibility for his own actions, let's just speed through everything so it's back to Stolitz City, don't think about the implications. I just can't stand itttt, I still like and pity Blitz to an extent but his writing is killing meeee

Stolas, stop whimpering about being wanted YOU HAVE A KID WHO HAS STILL NOT APPEARED SINCE SEEING STARS WHERE IS SHE?

Am I really hearing that people are hating the dude flirting with Stolas like come on yall STOLITZ IS NOT OFFICIAL YET CHILL

I've honestly started skipping through episodes, like I can't fucking listen to "WAHHHHH BLITZO I WANT YOU TO WANT ME" for the millionth time, I wish this episode could've just been Blitzo and Verosika facing their issues or something I just don't wanna see this owl loser act like a victim anymoreeee

Man really said "when have I ever been condescending?" SEASON ONE???? How about every time you grab his face and call him out of his name and watch him be shot at while demanding he come over one a month? Oh, but when Blitz starts doing it back it's "Oh I'm uncomfortable ooOoOoo stop it Blitz hnnghhh I don't like it :C :C :C", like whatever man.

The Striker comment was dumb and wrong but that's because Stolas is dumb and wrong

Honestly I feel like I'm repeating the same points I and others have made in the past so all imma say is, I hope Octavia and Stella are enjoying their off-screen and better written adventures together. I'm gonna draw some AU stuff now to give my eyes something better to look at.

OH I forgot to talk about Verosika, uh, she was there? I honestly think she should just get over herself at this point, idk when she and Blitz broke up but what the fuck is it about this clown that she was so enamored over where she's this hurt? I can get being mad about her credit card and Blitz being a lazy partner but if that's the case, I fail to see how they got to a point where she got his name tatted on her arm. Idk it's weird

The Mayweather shit or whatever her name is was pointless and made no sense, like "I want you to kill this woman who made me attempt to kill her and myself but now we're dating" like? Hey Vivzie if yall can callback to that why can't yall call back to Stolas being a creep huh?

EDIT: They really made that fuckass "it's hell" excuse canon, huh? Like, it doesn't even make sense in the context of Blitz saying that, like people say "it's hell" because Biblically speaking, it's where those who truly oppose God in order to live a life of wickedness go as just punishment. Blitz the equivalent of a regular guy in Hell unlike the Hazbin characters, he shouldn't understand that there's a better alternative to Hell because he's not human and never had any opportunity to learn about Heaven or God (unless it's just in their DNA or something idk who knows with this show)

[bonebabbles]

I keep starting and abandoning posts that go into my drafts, as I try to stay tasteful about how fucking revolted this part makes me. Like, I'm legitimately unsure if the very relevant trauma I have is making me see things that aren't here

But first we see that Star Flower is trying to ingratiate herself to the group, just after she reappears from chapter 5. Chapter 5 is about how Clear Sky is still abusive towards his son, and she comes in after stroking his ego, stressing how alone she is, and appealing to how she'll be loyal unlike his child. (She glances over at Thunder, directly implying this.)

Now in Chapter 9, she's babysitting and trying to care for Milkweed's kits (in spite of discomfort from Milkweed), taking a wet sleeping space away from the others, and pulling more than her own weight "without complaint." Putting herself through harsh sitations to prove her worth.

All while trying to appear extra attractive to Thunder, and later Clear Sky. Basically every man in power who can "protect her"

Like, am I going fucking crazy? With how we later find out that Star Flower was "promised as a mate" to One Eye's subordinate Slash, is... is that hypersexualization? One of the extremely stigmatized symptoms of sexual abuse?

She goes to find Clear Sky alone to throw herself at his paws, and he's very quickly attracted to how she promises to perfectly obey him, have no needs of her own, and finally be the perfect servant that he desires

"I don't deserve your trust because I am dirt. I understand you because I also regret something. I'd die for you. I'll never betray you unlike those who have."

This isn't manipulation. She means this. The story is playing their romance sincerely. She's comparing "betraying" Thunder by telling her own father about an assassination ambush to Clear Sky's history of child abuse, physical assault, and murder

She believes she's on the same level as this; a monster who murdered a childhood friend in a fit of entitled rage. She was a victim of One Eye who really believes that the way her father used her means she "understands" this monster, deserves this treatment.

And Clear Sky LIKES that.

He likes that she will have COMPLETE FAITH in him. That she will follow him WITHOUT QUESTION. That she will OBEY his orders. That's fucking verbatim, that's THE TEXT!!!

WHILE HE'S STILL CRYING ABOUT "ive tried to atone every day" FOLLOWING THE LAST TWO BOOKS WHERE THE ONLY SHITTY THING HE DOESN'T DO IS MURDER INNOCENT WOMEN

Am I insane?? Am I wrong??? Am I missing something here???? Why the fuck is the fandom takeaway "haha sexy girl steals his dad." Did I read the same book

[helluvabossrewrite45]

Hazbin Hotel Rewrite; Opening up at the Bar

From what I seen from hh with how it handles sa topics, it's very...questionable. Now the show hasn't still come out yet so I won't go into detail about it, but with how they use the song 'poison' and behind the scenes of it (viv making a sex joke as marketing the song and the lead storyboard shipping val x angel despite what it's meant to portray in canon) makes it understandable for people to critque the show's portrayal of it. So for here, I want to approach Angel's truama as respectfully as I can with Angel opening up to Husk as it seems to be the same episode where both of them improve their relationship. I hope I'm able to address sa well because I know it's a very delicate topic that shouldn't be written lightly (especially for truama responses like hypersexuality) so if you have any problems with how I written it and how I should change it, please let me know. I will rewrite it until I portray this topic properly and credit you for your critque/help (unless you don't want to)

Content Warning; SA and mention of drug/alcohol addiction

A bar full of bottles and boozes sitting there in windless silence, aching for their next customer. Its emptiness is numbing, the stranded desert of this hotel. Husk, tapping his fingers in rhythm, halts it as though the ticking of a clock stops and sighs in relief, grateful that his work is now done. He takes a bottle of booze, fulfilling its fate as he opens the lid to drain it all down, until he hears the door creaking. 

He groans “Oh it’s you,” as Angel Dust drags himself towards the bar, collapsing his face to the poseur table. “What do you want now? Bar’s gonna close soon. So hurry up.” 

Angel’s face tilts up. “A drink, please.” His voice is soft yet hoarse.

Husk rolls his eyes, wishing for that sweet graveness to enter this bar once again. He goes through his bottles. “Which one?” He asks with a hostile glare.

“Any.”

Angel Dust slowly lifts himself up from the table, staring in discomfort at Husk grabbing a random bottle from his shelf, a sense of dread lingers onto him. 

“Husk…” His voice grows quiet.

“What?”

“I’m…sorry.” His eyes not meeting Husk’s gaze. 

“For what?” He responds snappily, placing one hand to his hip.

“For earlier…” Angel answers, his eyes still refusing to see Husks. “For saying and doing all those weird things to you, I'm sorry.”

His grouchy face still remains. “Whatever,” firmly placing the bottle to the table and swishing it towards Angel. “Don’t do that again.”

“Yeah,” his body tenses, “I hope so…”

Husk brows raised. “Hope so? What do you mean?”

The question hangs on as Angel Dust fiddles their hands, looking down at the wooden dry floor. The room has been fogged in silence as Husk finds himself repeatedly tapping his fingers, wondering when the clock will finally end its grating tick. 

“Well…” His voice quivers, tracing his eyes back to Husks. “I don’t know…”

Husk’s face turned puzzled. “The hell you mean you don't know?!” 

“I-” Angel pauses himself for a moment, “I don't know. I just don’t know.” His face bangs on the table as his arms come to cover.

“Ah well, might just be a you problem then.” He cackles at his own joke, with hollow applause. 

Angel huffs, “That’s what you all think.” His voice became more irritated. 

Husk’s laughter abrupt into cold stillness, his voice freezes with the rest of his body. 

Angel continues, “All of you think i’m just some dirty sex pest, huh? A running sex joke?” Anger starts to rise through his voice, “Even Charlie thinks what I do is just who I am- like I chose this!” He cuts himself off, facing down to the lifeless floor again. “Like I chose this…”

Husk words vanished, his voice having trouble coming out of his mouth. All he could do is stand there, watching Angel Dust ponder through his thoughts. 

“You know I don’t actually like being sexual twenty-four seven? Crazy right?” He formed a smile, though not by sweetness, but by bitterness. “I don’t actually like making endless sex jokes or dirty talk, I don’t actually like to constantly fantasise or masturbate or sleep around with a bunch of nobodies,” bitterness starts to spread through his voice, “and I especially don’t like working in that place!” He holds his breath, exhaling to serene air. “But I do it anyway, no matter how hard I try.” His finger scratched the table harshly with a melancholic frown. “I don’t know what is wrong with me, I didn’t used to be like this, it was only after-” Angel cuts himself off as his body starts trembling. He places a heart on his hand, feeling the rapid sounds of his heartbeat. “After…” He slows himself, unable to muster anything else to speak of. 

His eyes lift to Husk, seeing the statue that he became, his widened pupils not even taking one blink. Angel’s face rose with worry, “Oh uh…sorry.” He murmurs. “Sorry, I’ll just take the booze or-”

“Go on.” Husk's voice comes back again.

“W-what?” He quivers, taken aback by what he heard.

“Go on…” Husk's voice trails off, still a statue of himself.

Angel Dust pursed his lips, facing down once more. “There was a time back then, when I sneaked into a bar for some alcohol, the thing that helped me most when I was alive. There was a really fancy bottle, porcelain white shimmering with bubbles, I couldn’t help myself. I had to have it. Then he caught me, I thought he would kill me. Instead, he made a deal; that if I work in his business, I won’t need to steal anything or even need a place to stay…” He breaks off, his fingers scraping themselves to a shell. “So I worked as one of his sex workers; a stripper for his bars, an actor for his films, anything to do with sex, really. It wasn’t what I was always interested in, but it felt…better? Being more open and honest about myself that I never got to do on earth. That is, until I came back to his home…He told me he wanted to show me something, my ‘reward’...” He holds back on his words, wrapping his arms around in a warm embrace. “After that, I…I don't know, I guess that’s where I started becoming more sexual. It’s like a switch where my mind now constantly thinks about sex, even if it’s not what I want. It’s my poison.” He holds onto his words again, reflecting his thoughts. “Maybe it’s a way of control, to take back what he did to me, not letting him hurt me…but is it any good if you can’t control it yourself?” He finds himself eyeing at the bottle of toxicated liquid. “That’s why I came here, I couldn’t find any drugs. So alcohol will just have to do.”

Husk exhales a quiet breath, with Angel’s words stalling through his mind. He saw Angel reaching for the bottle. “Wait!” He alerts, taking the bottle before Angel could have the chance. Angel looks at him, confound. “Why?” Husk fell silent, wavering on his memory like a lightning struck in a bottle. He places the bottle back to its fateless place and starts rummaging through the tea bags until one reads ‘Black Caravan Tea’. He places the tea bag in a muggy cup and clicks the kettle to brew. Minutes go by as the kettle finally makes its thump, breaking Husks trance as he pours the steamy water onto the cup and gently pushes it over to Angel. “Here” He says softly. “Careful, it’s hot.” Angel slowly directs his eyes to the hot tea, then back to Husk, his mouth making a quiet gasp. “I know it’s not much,” He adds. “But for you, I hope it can be enough.”

Angel dust calmly blows the steam off his tea and takes a sip, warm smoky sweetness filling his mouth in peaceful bliss. He continues sipping it at a slow pace, enjoying each moment with him and his magical tea, transforming his mind to ocean waves, hearing its soothing whooshes and the pleasant echoes of bird’s chirping. After taking one last sip, he notices Husk with his own muggy cup, cooling off the steam before slurping down the whole tea to an empty cup. His grouchy face disappeared, replacing it with a genial smile; friendly and relaxed. Like warming his face with radiant golden sunlight. 

“What’s this?” Angel asks as soon as Husk tastes his last drop.

“Black Caravan.” Husk replies, licking his lips. “My Babushka always makes this tea, saying ‘If you get upset, don’t waste your mouth with vodka, relish it with Caravan.’” He glimpses away from Angel dust, shining a little star in his eyes before glaring at the shelves of bottles and boozes. “Heh, no wonder I hadn’t remembered…” 

Angel snickers. “My Nonno says something similar. He said; ‘You don’t stuff your mouth with alcohol, you stuff it with Frittelie!’” They both chuckle with each other, reminiscing of their old lives before the room went to silence. Both eyes looking away from each other as Angel proceeds to fiddle with his hands and Husk tapping his table, now only slow and with no rhythm. A clock’s final strikes till midnight. “You know,” He spoke solemnly. “After you're done with work and all, instead of finding drugs, you can come straight here to talk or have some tea. Either one or both to get off some steam.” 

Angel glances back to Husk’s sentimental gaze, his eyes lit up. “You’ll…You’ll do that?”

“Yeah.” He responds, keeping his gaze to Angel Dusts. “I’d do. For you…”

Their eyes locked in their gazes, their beating hearts twined to one another. Angel’s eyes turn away from the burning faint shades of pink of his face, looking steadily at the cup. “Yeah,” a small line shaped to a tender smile, “I’d like that.”

[todomemolesta18]

Blitzo and angel dust what they have in common the main one they are victim who's not only imperfect but also lashing out. Then they also have bigotry angel dust with sexism and racism blitzo with ableism and sexism. This portrayal is valid because bigotry can be happen to anyone whether they are horrible or kind people

Blitzo yes he is horrible but saying he deserved what he went through is just evil and slap to the face to people who suffer from this. You can hate blitzo while also understood that thing he suffer is not ok beside stolas, loona is also guilty too.

So i decided to give scenario if blitzo report or talk the SA he endured

A lot demon victim blamed him and most don't believe he got raped. He's behavior who talk about sex and sexual behavior make them think blitzo doing this for attention. The ars goetia will do anything to silence blitzo giving hush money sure, sending threat sure, tarnish he's reputation even better for them. Despite he's treatment toward moxxie, moxxie believe in him. Everywhere blitzo go he get mocked by a lot demon they even threatening to kill him so blitzo fight back and he felt very hopeless

I hate how much they victim blame Blitzo. I dislike him, yes, but he doesnt deserve to be SA. I like what you wrote, is really good ✨

[new-tella-us]

Alright last mom! 

Omaizel  The Harem Girl  

(TW R@pe. This is Damien’s mom, if you know Damien’s route, you know why this warning is here) 

Not much is known about the deceased harem girl. She was a succubus with a shadow demon lineage and was born in the common area in the Lilith kingdom. When her kingdom got raided by multiple powerful entities, she would be captured, escape and be captured again over the course of many years spanning her childhood. It was also reported...or rather rumored that she might have had a twin brother; though if she did, he succumbed to his fate years before her last capture. 

Her final captor would be the Demon Lord himself, and he was going to make sure that she didn’t escape. Using a magic chain powered by the Demon Lord’s lifeforce itself, she was trapped within the castle walls unless the Demon Lord dies, or someone uses holy magic to block or destroy the curse entirely. This curse ended up being her undoing. She watched as her youth was spend being used for pleasure by her captor. 

In Damien's Good Demon War Ending, James would find a large stack of books in the dungeons where the harem girl used to live. Apparently, she was one of the few common demons that learnt how to read and write. And those books, those diaries, would tell her story. 

Her name was Omaizel and she was once a simple girl with a twin brother. Her incubus father was a well beloved blacksmith, her shadow demon/succubus mother a holistic doctor. They didn’t have much, but they were happy in their family of four. That would change with the first raid on their small village, it would be the last time she would ever see her parents. From there, she would come up with increasingly elaborate ways to escape her captors with her brother. On of those captures, her brother would sustain wounds that would inevitably kill him and just like that, she was on her own. 

During her time with the Demon Lord, her notes would become increasingly more desperate. She was just 20 years old (in human years) when she was captured and day after day, he would enter her chamber just to defile her. She was losing her mind and that would only get worse when she realized she was pregnant. 

When Izroul was born, neither his existence nor hers could be hidden from the wives and they became furious. Some were angered by her existence and the role she played, some angered by Izroul’s existence and what that meant for the royal lineage, others still were simply mad at the Demon Lord’s cruelty/infidelity. As a response to their fury, the Demon Lord sealed their physical forms away under the same curse that kept Omaizel tethered to that damned castle. Life became utterly miserable. Omaizel wasn’t mother material, she was short tempered and far too ambition to be defined by motherhood. Plus, having a baby meant sneaking around the castle to find any way out or any way to kill the Demon Lord was near impossible. She was stuck raising a constant reminder of how horrific her life turned out. 

Don’t get her wrong, she did love Izroul. There are multiple passages in her diaries documenting Izroul’s accomplishments and showing a deep care for the boy, but he was still walking trauma for her. And then there was the mindreading. There is a noticeable rise in intensity in the way she writes from about 5 years into Izroul’s birth, right around when he would have developed mind reading. She speaks of not being able to have any privacy and the fear that her every thought would be known by at least one person. She couldn’t let herself express a single negative thought or doubt or else Izroul would hear it and comment. It was maddening. 

Throughout the years, the writings would become more erratic as Omaizel slowly lost her mind. Some pages of her books were filled with illegible scribbles, or the same words written over and over again, and some pages were ripped out. She seemed to hit her breaking point around when Izroul was 16. She couldn’t take being physically assaulted by the Demon Lord and mentally assaulted by her own son. For years she tried to find ways to kill the Demon Lord but, with no end in sight and a need for peace of mind at least, she would switch her goals to kill her own son. 

This was not a decision made lightly, she considered the option from when the boy was 10. It took 6 years to finalize that this was what she needed to do for her own sanity. Her plan was simple. Get him to focus on her thoughts, make a shadow clone and have the shadow clone stab him in the heart. It would be a quick and nearly painless death in her eyes. This was mercy, she would write, as death is probably better than enslavement if her experience says anything about that. 

And the rest? Well... Izroul isn’t dead and Omaizel isn’t alive. So... yeah. 

In Damien’s Demon War Route, Omaizel is still dead but, someone new appeared. A small, fluffy, light orange, tabby cat started seemingly following Mika around her home. The cat seems to like Mika and Damien a lot. It would even follow them into the Demon World, acting as a sort of spiritual guardian, keeping the Demon Lord’s magic at bay. When the route is over and James -led by the tabby- finds the books, the cat runs away, never to be seen again. 

For the people Omaizel liked and hated. 

Omaizel loved her old family. Her parents and brother were her favorite people. 

Omaizel both loved and despised Izroul. He was her son and a kind soul but his mind reading drove her insane. 

And of course, Omaizel hated the Demon Lord for everything he put her through. 

[amongusmaker]

Fixing the Sir Pentious R#pe joke in two seconds

Sir Pentious says he’s going to have sex with everybody, and instead of cheering you get cricket noises and bewildered stares. No one in the club wants to have sex with Sir Pentious.

[sleepy-stories]

i got into phone destroyer and got along with a japanese artist on twitter.

so they are inspired on both. and yes i got permission to post their pictures there and tag them as well. at the time. look up the artist again and there are no longer there and neither the pictures are there.

[milos-lil-corner]

Offenderman as a character sucked so hard man.

We need to remake the dude or something. Like, instead of being a weirdo sex rapist, he's a dude that learned human languages from the internet so he uses internet only terms in casual conversations like lol and xD.

Also he likes plants.

The rose symbolism not meaning anything other than "pick the red rose and you fucking die - pick the yellow rose and....uh. you'll also fucking die" like there is no choice, you pick a rose and u fucking die.

Idk, we need to rewrite this dude. I think he can be a fun character to explore and poke at without resorting to rape and sexual assault for shock points ( maybe he's just a creepy dude that doesn't have sexual intentions, but murdery intentions - idk, stranger danger vibes. )

Idk man.

[hazshit-hotel-hater]

Angel Dust Redesign! (7/7)

FINALLY I AM DONE WITH THE MAIN 7 FREAKS.

Depending how I feel I might throw in some bonuses but these guys are your only guarantees! Going to be posting the full lineup separately because I don’t want to clutter this post!!

God okay where to start. I was talking about them in Husk’s post so let’s go with that. Angel’s clothing restrictions are his necklace and shoes. I might go on a bit of a tangent with this so forgive me 💔

For the necklace let me get this out of the way: yes it is a BDSM thing! I’m terrified people are going to take this as me being a weirdo but please as an adult content creator give me some space to explain before anyone jumps on me and hits me with a metal pipe. The intentions behind symbolism matter HEAVILY. I am against Vivzie’s portrayal of Angel’s abuse and the chain/collar imagery because it is blatantly either her being incredibly uncreative or her inserting her kinks into her shows. I think it is completely fine to use suggestive items in this way as long as the intentions are clear and not just there for no reason.

I would’ve probably done something else like a corset as a restriction, but I’d like to stop being so shy about Angel’s actual job. He is a pornstar and removing that outward aspect of him is taking a big chunk of his character away. I need more people to acknowledge that Angel enjoys sex and actively wanted to explore this side of himself. With the slip chain however, I would also like to portray how things Angel enjoys in his job have been used against him and made him come to resent what he does when he is forced into it. I think thats a pretty understandable thing to show.

This is harder to explain but the gist of it is just don’t be afraid to acknowledge Angel’s job. It’s okay to use sexual things as metaphors. Have you heard any christian song ever/hj

Alright with that out of the way, with the shoes. Angel’s feet are a large insecurity and discomfort of his which already makes his shoes some sort of restriction on their own, however if controlled, they can be made to stumble forward, fall over, etc. I wanted to show how Angel has freedom to go mostly wherever he pleases, though once again, that free will can be taken away very quickly.

I hated his suit so all suiting is gone entirely. He’s supposed to look attractive or eye catching at the very least. I’ve also added back the outer fangs he had in my first redesign!

I am much happier with the new one in comparison to this old guy. I know it’s only a few months old but you can really see how differently I draw him and the details I pay attention to more like the shape of his hair. Aside from the old one! I wanted Angel himself to still keep the reddish pink to show wrath and destain being masked as lust, except now his clothing is actually the pinkish-purple lust colour and it covers more eye grabbing parts of his body like the chest, hands, hips, and so on.

I don’t think I’ve ever outwardly mentioned Angel having polycoria but he does and it’s probably my favourite feature to draw aside from his hair. About the hair and fur: Angel used to have spots and basic stripes before his contract with Valentino, where afterwards they began to curl into their cordiform shapes. Most physical overlord changes with hair and skin tend to not go away, so depending on who you make a contract with it’s either a fun perk or a sort of scar.

Once again, not sure if I will be continuing with anymore in this specific lineup, but if I do end up posting more of these I really hope you like those too! 💣

[faerynova]

I WANNA WRITE CHORAL MUSIC AGAIN but god im in an satb choir now. ive only written ssaa since ive spent all my life in womens choirs and generally i write stuff FOR my choir to perform

ive rewritten a piece at the whims of a director before i can probably convert,,, *something* into satb. maybe.

[antihibikase-archive]

Translations of the images in this post;

Shauntal: "Besides a paycheck (sweldo), what other "S" do you want to receive on the 15th?" Grimsley: "I want to die. (sumakabilang buhay)" Shauntal: "Don't you want something Like a Sticker instead?"

Shauna: "If you fail, you fail haha, why will you hinder the Lord's plan for you?"

Skyla, to Nate: "You son of a bitch, I'll tell your mom, she lets you go to school and all you know is being a dumbass."

Cheren: "Lord 😭😭😭😭 My suffering is 2 much, is it because I'm gay ⁉ "

(Not translating Danica's, it's too long, but summary; its a long winded out "I miss you" text to Marley.)

Opal: "Only in Wattpad do boys make you swoon, in person they're infuriating."

Nate, to N: "Disband your family."

Cheren, to Hilbert: "My voice is actually really nice, do you want me to yell at you?"

Brendan: "I'm grown now, I know between right or wrong, and I'm always right." May: "Let's say you are right, but the thing is, no one asked."

[narutomaki]

playing totk (not at this very moment but) like. wow that got like. really heavy handed on the Nintendo racism.

[kyuyua]

I was scrolling through the One Piece tag on Ao3 and got jumpscared by my fic :’)

I forget it’s popular enough to show up so soon on there… I swear I’ll do smth abt SAS 🥲🥲

If you search kudos descending it’s the first fic on page 22 out of 2215 thank u all 😭😭💗💗