#to dust

[the-ephemeral-ethereal]

Your fate can tread you down to dust!

Aphrodite to Helen, from Line 485 of Book 3 in The Iliad by Homer

[ask-healthy-light]

To Dust

He ran across the rocky terrain, terrified and crying. None of his pleas for help had worked. Every turn he took, he looked back over his shoulder, in fear. He got a break when he hid in a dark cave.

As she walked by, he stifled his breath. When she looked into the cave, he closed his eyes, praying to the Princesses for it to be over. But her hoofsteps faded, and eventually, the area grew silent.

Quietly, he made his way to the edge of the cave. There was nopony else. Maybe she had gone? But as he stepped out, a pebble fell, and that's when he saw her. Her eyes were dark and she held a blade.

The young colt ran as fast as he could, once again screaming for help. His eyes hurt because of the dust and tears, and when he closed them, he tripped. She charged at him, and he waited for the end.

But then, the sound of metal hitting metal pierced his ears, accompanied by the gentle twinkling of magic. When he opened his eyes, a Mare, with a snow-white mane, stood before him, wielding a sword.

He was pushed away, though he felt nothing touching him. The Mare calmly asked him to stay back and to remain calm. He could utter but a single phrase through his elation: "Please, do not hurt her."

The Mare nodded, still effortlessly holding back the filly and her great blade. She knew the child could be saved if she was quick. The dark, foul blade hummed, and she tried to push the Mare away.

But the Mare moved not, as she stood defiantly, waiting for the moment to disarm her opponent. When the filly charged her, she stepped aside, and when the blade hit the ground, she broke the handle.

Instantly, the filly shook her head, her eyes cleared, and she happily trotted to her friend to ask him if he was okay. The colt rose to his hooves, hugged his friend, and quietly thanked the Mare.

The Mare put away her sword, smiled gently, and nodded, before laying her hoof on the cursed blade, and quietly whispering. Then, the darkness faded, the blade turned to rust, and it was blown away.

"How evil the Veiled One must be, willing to curse a child…"

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Featuring: Whiteblade from @ask-whiteblade

[liberumalas]

Alastor did the gay hand so much already, I have trouble believing that nobody realized yet.

(Edit: Yes, you can use the last pic as a reaction image lol, just don't remove the tag.)

[pani-artz]

Cursed cat Alastor x Lilo and Stitch

[cholvoq]

HELLO YALL- It's Chol!

You may or may not have seen my HH stuff on Tiktok 😭😭

I wanted to post my Hazbin redesigns on here one bc l've literally been neglecting Tumblr and I feel bad and two, they've been getting a ton of love on Tiktok so I wanted to share them here as well!

Pt 1!

[notherpuppet]

I didn’t mean to make a part two to this but my hand slipped

[greykolla-art]

Imagine spending all your energy being cool and mysterious 24/7.

What an idiot have I mentioned I love him?

Idea came from a cool post @nouverx made about Alastor’s possible sleeping habits. 💕

[nik0-ono]

🦈

[captainsaltypear]

IS ANYONE ELSE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS OR

[lucdoodle]

meanwhile in the audience...

[doctorcatastrophe]

'No wonder I'm so respectless, I could eat you lot for breakfast'. The nerve to make this statement in front of two cannibal overlords.

[uselessalexis165]

the collection grows

[sexhaver]

cannot even begin to imagine the Blade Runner cyberpunk shit this ladybug i found on my RGB keyboard was going through

[bagool-the-wizard]

Somebody ate a hole in the flour.

Any idea who it could be?

[angelltheninth]

The Hazbin Hotel Valentine cards are WILD!

[hoothootarts]

i need these