John, 18 years old, fan fiction writer, Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel enthusiast, manhunt appreciator.
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Nobody Never Booped Me, How Someone Even Gets Booped? Boop?
Nobody never booped me, how someone even gets booped? Boop?
(I will boop everyone who reblogs this post, for the record 💖)
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I can't sleep so I hope you enjoy this. Made inspired by #sparrowrye fic demi demon. (My OC is there) none of this is canon.
Warning: swears, torture.
Consequences
The body moved ever so slightly, moving in a disoriented state as it tried to get up from the seat until its head jolted up. It tried to look around but a black bag blocked its vision. Arms and legs tried to pry themselves from ropes to no avail, not even breathing right it could as he sucked the air from his mouth instead of the broken nose, the blood staining the bag, and his messy suit.
The bag was lifted suddenly and the body gained a face, a Young man with messy blond hair looked around with bloodshot eyes, finding only a dark room and two figures. Both were igual but equally terrifying, all-black combat uniforms with full body armor, ballistic helmets, and a tactical gas mask with red lenses that stared deep into his soul.
Another figure emerged from the darkness, one that put even more terror in the man's heart. Wearing a long black trench coat and formal shirt and pants, Blackwater his face with a bandana over his mouth and sunglasses, the only things visible were his dark brown slick hair and a look of destain.
"What was your job, mister Pietro?" His voice was full of venom and contained rage.
Pietro sweated like a pig as he responded "I-i'm so s-sorry Mr. Blac-"
"I asked, what was your job?" His feet tapped against the concrete floor.
"... I-It was t-to show the p-product."
"Was it?" Blackwater said. "Or was to destroy it?"
"i-i didn't b-brake anything-"
"Oh, no you didn't." He started pacing around the man like a shark. "you just led the cannibal right to a buffet and let him light the barbecue."
"W-Who?"
Blackwater stopped and leaned close. "Are you that incapable or just pretending?"
Pietro could only look at him in confusion, breathing rapidly to calm his drumming heart. That made Blackwater lean back, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"You lead a demon to our factory. But I wonder why."
"i-i didn't have a c-choice!"
"Hm, honesty is appreciated but I believe is incorrect." He made a thinking pose. "What was the first thing you learned here?"
"T-That if I c-couldn't escape from a s-spy I s-s-should-"
"Not give any information." He completed. "See what I mean? These are two completely different things. Not give, give information. Not give, give information. A little word adds a lot of different understanding to a phrase."
"B-But he was going to f-fucking steal my soul and t-torture me for a fucking eternity!-" He received a hard slap across his face, staining the floor and Blackwater glove with blood.
" I HATE impolite people so don't repeat that you rest of abortion!" He yelled, breaking the calm for a moment before taking a breath and going back. "And you should have just... Let him."
"W-what!?"
"Yes, because now someone is serving as a warning to him. A alive skinless warning."
A stream ran across Pietro's face, legs kicked to free themselves. "N-NO, PLEASE DON'T DO T-THAT!"
"you left me with no choice, things need to speed up because of you and you will take accountability. The bright side it's that neither your mother nor your cancer-ridden girlfriend will suffer from it since I have a heart."
"I also won't do anything to you."
"n-n-no?"
"No. However, Mister Azrael and Esdras will." Blackwater turned and went to the exit, with both soldiers pulling out long machetes from their hips. "Adeus, Mister Pietro."
"NO, PLEASE FORGIVE ME I WON'T DO IT AGAIN PLEASE!!!-"
The door closed, silencing the coming screams of the poor man. Blackwater took a deep breath as he planned what would he do next, the clock was tiking with no rest and the underground fools would get to work on staining his plans.
"Well, no sense in delaying the next step. I hope Alastor likes his meat unseasoned." He mused to himself.
Demi Demon || Alastor x Reader, A2 part 24.755555555555555...
Synopsis: -.-- --- ..- / .- .-. . / --. .- -.--
Part 24.75: Code Gamma
Warning! NSFW and... Something else, I forgor.
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be a cuck or not to be?
There's my indignation
Without you I've been suffering
Drinking on the bars-
*BANG* A loud gunshot was echoed through the room as the radio exploded in a million pieces, sending electronics and metals to the floor and the foot of the owner of the gun.
"Who in the bloody hell let Bois don't cry for TWO hours!?" Blackwater exclaimed, a little silenced because of the bandana on his face. Finn sit in a small chair on the other side of the room scared, while Azrael and Esdras stood by Blackwater desk unbothered.
"I thought you left it there and isn't boys don't cry?"
"no, imbecile. How could you compare a Brazilian masterpiece to any piece of junk?" He pushes his coat out like a cape dramatically. "That's why I the boss, not you."
"okay..." He shuffled in place uncomfortably, specially since the chair legs were bend in a weird way. "Why have you called me?"
"Extreme situation is our hands." he went to his his desk and sit on the comfortable chair, making sure to pause and increase it's size. "Ever since we took princess Charlotte, the prototype haven't worked-"
"When?"
"When what?" He looked at finn annoyed.
"When did we took Charlie here? Weren't we running or something?"
"No, that's was two chapters ago, last chapter is the one where we took charlie, fucked Vox and conquered Mexico on crack."
Finn looked around, eyes full of confusion as he looked around trying to find a hiden camera to record this prank. "Are you joking?"
"I'm completely serious and my name is not joking." He said as he grabbed a crack pipe from his coat and startes smoking. "Also, he might get invaded by alastor in like... 30 seconds if not mistaken."
"What- how you know that? How they know that!? How we going to protect ourselves?!?"
"Plot, plot, and this gentleman will hold him like a indestructible rock!" He said as he pet Esdras in the back, making in fall and brake in a thousand pieces of stone. "huh, didn't think it was that literal."
The door is broken out of it's hinges as Alastor passes through, the creature being mostly deer with a head of decomposing bodies and vomiting blood, with bright red eyes staring at Blackwater and Finn souls.
"B̴̢̠̋̊͑̈̾̑̊͒͗̽l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽️c̸̛͕̯͂̐̓͗͊͛͝k̵̨̪̖͇͙͎̜͊̌͘͜ŵ̵̨̢̳̞̤̝̖̠̘̩̞̘̭͍̘̐́̈͑̈́̐̂̔̽̓͋̂̔ͅâ̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝"
"Hi Alastor from the hit show hazbin hotel, how you doing?"
"Ḩ̶̳̣̮̻̪̜͍̹̭͓͍̳̼̈́̅́̄̍̀͐́̊̽͌̊̂͂͠͝͝o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜b̶̖̤̋́̋̾̔͗̆͊̊̆́͑̌͆͊̈́l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜, â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽️c̸̛͕̯͂̐̓͗͊͛͝t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝u̴̢̠͎̲̗̮̤̥̪̖̦͈͕͛̈́̀̒̒̄̚͠â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉y̷̧̰̲͍̝̘̗̩̑̇͐̾̽̏͊͑̇̃̉͜ ŵ̵̨̢̳̞̤̝̖̠̘̩̞̘̭͍̘̐́̈͑̈́̐̂̔̽̓͋̂̔ͅo̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝ẹ̷͓̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ ️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋️c̸̛͕̯͂̐̓͗͊͛͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ y̷̧̰̲͍̝̘̗̩̑̇͐̾̽̏͊͑̇̃̉͜o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓u̴̢̠͎̲̗̮̤̥̪̖̦͈͕͛̈́̀̒̒̄̚͠ l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ ️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️u̴̢̠͎̲̗̮̤̥̪̖̦͈͕͛̈́̀̒̒̄̚͠i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜d̴̨̢̤̗̦͚̺̭̤͙̹̃̕ m̶̥͇͈̣̏͑̿͑̃̈͛̕͠y̷̧̰̲͍̝̘̗̩̑̇͐̾̽̏͊͑̇̃̉͜ d̴̨̢̤̗̦͚̺̭̤͙̹̃̕â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽y̷̧̰̲͍̝̘̗̩̑̇͐̾̽̏͊͑̇̃̉͜, ️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓ m̶̥͇͈̣̏͑̿͑̃̈͛̕͠y̷̧̰̲͍̝̘̗̩̑̇͐̾̽̏͊͑̇̃̉͜ W̴̪̼̩̘͔͒̏̓͐͂̆͑̐͝Ě̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝Ě̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆! Ỵ̷̡̛̟̱̑̍̀̉̿̿̉O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅU̴̡̥̱̫͕̞̐͂͒̑̽̋̐͊̈́͗̚ I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅB̴̢̠̋̊͑̈̾̑̊͒͗̽R̴͇͌̀̆̍̽͝͠ͅ️Ě̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝D̸̢̮̫̰̥̗̘̱͉͙͙̺̫̏͒̅̌ M̴̨̦͓̰̌͆̉̃̄͆͜ͅO̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅR̴͇͌̀̆̍̽͝͠ͅ️O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅ, ️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆️S̴̨̛͇̺͇͕̟̘͎̗͖̙͍̭̞͇̒͆̀͝U̴̡̥̱̫͕̞̐͂͒̑̽̋̐͊̈́͗̚️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆Ě̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝R̴͌̀̆̍̽͝͠ ️S̴̨̛͇̺͇͕̟̘͎̗͖̙͍̭̞͇̒͆̀͝O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅ O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅF̴̢̛̗̹̼̮̲̪̼͕̓͒̃̆̑̊̓̇̔̆̓͝ Ą̵̘̥͉̘͖̱̥̺̿̀̈̒̂̅̀̅̈́̓̏͊͘͝ B̴̢̠̋̊͑̈̾̑̊͒͗̽I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍T̶̢̧̨̝̺̺̿̑͆̀͋̎̅̓͘̕͝️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉Ḩ̶̳̣̮̻̪̜͍̹̭͓͍̳̼̈́̅́̄̍̀͐́̊̽͌̊̂͂͠͝͝ Ỵ̷̡̛̟̱̑̍̀̉̿̿̉O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅU̴̡̥̱̫͕̞̐͂͒̑̽̋̐͊̈́͗̚ F̴̢̛̗̹̼̮̲̪̼͕̓͒̃̆̑̊̓̇̔̆̓͝U̴̡̥̱̫͕̞̐͂͒̑̽̋̐͊̈́͗̚️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆Ě̵̢̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝R̴͇͌̀̆̍̽͝͠ͅ️ ️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆B̴̢̠̋̊͑̈̾̑̊͒͗̽L̴̢̥̞͚̫̠̰̳͍̹͎̠̲̺̳͛̾͌̆́̂̒͗̓͝ͅO̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆Ě̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝D̸̢̮̫̰̥̗̘̱͉͙͙̺̫̏͒̅̌ M̴̨̦͓̰̌͆̉̃̄͆͜ͅĚ̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝ Ą̵̘̥͉̘͖̱̥̺̿̀̈̒̂̅̀̅̈́̓̏͊͘͝️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅD̸̢̮̫̰̥̗̘̱͉͙͙̺̫̏͒̅̌ ️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅO̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅW̴̪̼̩̘͔͒̏̓͐͂̆͑̐͝ I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍ G̶̨̛̼̹̮͚̻͔̘̣͉͈͚̏̈́̿̅̀̏̀͌͒̀̐̇́͘O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅI̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅG̶̨̛̼̹̮͚̻͔̘̣͉͈͚̏̈́̿̅̀̏̀͌͒̀̐̇́͘ T̶̢̧̨̝̺̺̿̑͆̀͋̎̅̓͘̕͝O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍L̴̢̥̞͚̫̠̰̳͍̹͎̠̲̺̳͛̾͌̆́̂̒͗̓͝ͅL̴̢̥̞͚̫̠̰̳͍̹͎̠̲̺̳͛̾͌̆́̂̒͗̓͝ͅ Ỵ̷̡̛̟̱̑̍̀̉̿̿̉O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅU̴̡̥̱̫͕̞̐͂͒̑̽̋̐͊̈́͗̚ ️S̴̨̛͇̺͇͕̟̘͎̗͖̙͍̭̞͇̒͆̀͝O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ Ḩ̶̳̣̮̻̪̜͍̹̭͓͍̳̼̈́̅́̄̍̀͐́̊̽͌̊̂͂͠͝͝Ą̵̘̥͉̘͖̱̥̺̿̀̈̒̂̅̀̅̈́̓̏͊͘͝R̴͇͌̀̆̍̽͝͠ͅ️D̸̢̮̫̰̥̗̘̱͉͙͙̺̫̏͒̅̌ Ỵ̷̡̛̟̱̑̍̀̉̿̿̉O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅU̴̡̥̱̫͕̞̐͂͒̑̽̋̐͊̈́͗̚ W̴̪̼̩̘͔͒̏̓͐͂̆͑̐͝I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍L̴̢̥̞͚̫̠̰̳͍̹͎̠̲̺̳͛̾͌̆́̂̒͗̓͝ͅL̴̢̥̞͚̫̠̰̳͍̹͎̠̲̺̳͛̾͌̆́̂̒͗̓͝ͅ G̶̨̛̼̹̮͚̻͔̘̣͉͈͚̏̈́̿̅̀̏̀͌͒̀̐̇́͘O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ B̴̢̠̋̊͑̈̾̑̊͒͗̽Ą̵̘̥͉̘͖̱̥̺̿̀̈̒̂̅̀̅̈́̓̏͊͘͝️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆ I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅ T̶̢̧̨̝̺̺̿̑͆̀͋̎̅̓͘̕͝I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍M̴̨̦͓̰̌͆̉̃̄͆͜ͅĚ̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝ Ą̵̘̥͉̘͖̱̥̺̿̀̈̒̂̅̀̅̈́̓̏͊͘͝️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅD̸̢̮̫̰̥̗̘̱͉͙͙̺̫̏͒̅̌ G̶̨̛̼̹̮͚̻͔̘̣͉͈͚̏̈́̿̅̀̏̀͌͒̀̐̇́͘Ě̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝T̶̢̧̨̝̺̺̿̑͆̀͋̎̅̓͘̕͝T̶̢̧̨̝̺̺̿̑͆̀͋̎̅̓͘̕͝I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅG̶̨̛̼̹̮͚̻͔̘̣͉͈͚̏̈́̿̅̀̏̀͌͒̀̐̇́͘ F̴̢̛̗̹̼̮̲̪̼͕̓͒̃̆̑̊̓̇̔̆̓͝U̴̡̥̱̫͕̞̐͂͒̑̽̋̐͊̈́͗̚️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆Ě̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝D̸̢̮̫̰̥̗̘̱͉͙͙̺̫̏͒̅̌ B̴̢̠̋̊͑̈̾̑̊͒͗̽Ỵ̷̡̛̟̱̑̍̀̉̿̿̉ M̴̨̦͓̰̌͆̉̃̄͆͜ͅỴ̷̡̛̟̱̑̍̀̉̿̿̉ 1̶̨͚͙͖̥̹̦͍̈́̔̀2̴͓̺̭͐̎͒̇͆̌̽͑͊̇͌͐̈́̿̕͝ I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅ️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉Ḩ̶̳̣̮̻̪̜͍̹̭͓͍̳̼̈́̅́̄̍̀͐́̊̽͌̊̂͂͠͝͝ D̸̢̮̫̰̥̗̘̱͉͙͙̺̫̏͒̅̌I̸̡̛̳͌̉͋͐͒̍️Ĉ̵̢̢̱̞̻̣͕͈̱̥̤̳͉K̶̨̧̧̰̲̉̆!!"
"Huh, interesting, however, have you considered who asked?" Blackwater said as his indicator finger touched his thumb at the table that did a horrific symbol.. That didn't do nothing against the demon.
"W̯ͤ̾ͣ͝ā̤̓̍͘s̠҉͍͊ͅ t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑ s̠҉͍͊ͅư̡͕̭̇p̞̈͑̚͞p̞̈͑̚͞o̯̱̊͊͢s̠҉͍͊ͅẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ t̲̂̓ͩ̑o̯̱̊͊͢ ḑ̴̞͛̒o̯̱̊͊͢ s̠҉͍͊ͅo̯̱̊͊͢ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ĝ̽̓̀͑?"
Suddenly he was jumped by Azrael with a jumpscare Soundeffect.mp3 and punch in the face multiple times as the soldier yelled his war cry.
"YEEPY, YEEPY, YEEPY!!!"
Blackwater and Finn watched, one more horrified and the other just more surprised.
"Wow, that was fast." he turned to Finn. "Want to see a Blackwater x reader?"
"What-"
You jumped into the room by the window naked, all your deep cuts by the glass shard being healed magically. You had the biggest booba of all South America, specifically Venezuela, had a ass so big it was ridiculous no really like you should go to a doctor and treat that it might be elephantitus or something it looks like a tumor-
"w h a t-"
DON'T INTERRUPT ME! what I was saying, ah yes.
So they start kissing really passionately and like then he pulled out his monster c-
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?"
Finn said out of breath, making everyone stop immediately.
"We are fucking-?"
"STOP!"
"... But you asked-"
"CHEGA!"
Sweat ran down him and his clothes as he turned and left the room, only to find himself in a bedroom with a teenager in his 17 in his computer.
"You- how are you here?"
"STOP WRITING THIS SHIT OR I SHOVE THAT MOUSE SO FAR UP YOUR ASS YOU GOING TO VOMIT IT!"
"B-but I just started r-rewriting."
"Don't care, it's C R I N G E!" He went to the door to get out and close it.
"if you close that you will disappear forever!"
"Good-"
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April's Fools... Yay.
Welcome to the project
Not actually, but I am in my manhunt phase, so....
Hi, my name is John, but you can call me JG or Johnny. I'm a writer who doesn't write much but if I do these fancy things like presentations I convince myself to.
I am 18 years old (since yesterday) and now that I am free of my hellbent prison (basic Brazilian law) I can write smut, gore, and galore >:D
I have autism and I am a bit slow so actual posts are going to be slow.
Rp side blog
To this day I will open my requests meaning now you can send me ideas and stuff to write. Manly one-shots and headcanons (never wrote one but the first time is the charm~)
I will write:
Gore
Smut
Fluff
Angst
Kinks in general
But will not write:
Heavy kinks (Vomit, scat, piss, etc...)
NonCon.
Pedo
Children next to pedos in general actually-
Also, I write for male readers and gender neutral. I really don't know how to write female readers so I just save you all from the terror it would be.
Masterlist
What characters do I write?
My answer: All of them!
All Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss characters are on the table. Of course, I try to research in case I don't know.
Also manhunt 1/2 characters, even the hunters.
Me of course ;)
For I am the leader, Mr. Nasty~
Reblog if you're bored and you want anons.
Or non-anons. Whatever works for you!
I love participating in stuff that people don't expect me, is like entering a birthday without getting called!
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