Some Character Sketches For My Gothic Literacy Story Idea For Class. It's Based Off Of The Song 'Oh Ana'

Happy birthday to me. Here's my OC Adora's Debut

I made another CMV (alone) this one was so fun the make too.

Xanders' Ex

TW: christianity, Mentions of death

 the first class of the day. Hopefully, she will be able to focus on the class and change perspective. Maybe later today she can talk to Addon too. She’s not supposed to be talking to Xander though, and should she admit that she knows about her past now? After learning that most angels retire after learning about their past. Adora doesn’t know what to do. So many conflicting thoughts swarm her head as she tries to focus on the lecture.

It seems to last forever before the class ends and Adora is able to leave. Taking a deep sigh she holds her head going into the Dealing with Death class.

“Hey, oh are you okay?” Addon asks his smile quickly fading. His gold eyes scan over her frazzled hair, puffy eye, messy wings, and unkempt dress.

“I’m fine. I got up late and didn’t have my usual time to get ready,” Adora hums.

“Well, the classes only last for three months so don’t worry too much. If you ever need help with them I’m here for you,” he responds smiling.

Adora nods smiling back and goes to her seat. The Dealing with Death class was a lot easier. Maybe it was because they worked on getting to know eachother the day before, or Addon being there. Maybe it was the teachers attitude. He seemed to know how hard the subject was and took it slow and made the environment comfortable. 

But soon enough the class was over and it was time for Human Angel Safety. The strict class, the strict teacher.

Addon smiles at her as they walk together to the new building. “Y’know, Professor Adlay seems scary but she’s just passionate. She had to retire so she’s a teacher now. That’s what’s going through the grape vine,”

“She retired, how, why did she retire?” Adora asked in a hushed whisper. She was worried about saying something inappropriate or that would reveal she found out about her past.

Addon shrugs taking his seat as Adora sits next to him. Professor Adlay walks in and immediately starts the class. The second day was filled with a syllabus and basics which Adora was grateful for. Still, she was curious. Adlay, she had wings still. What could have happened that made Adlay retire? Retire and become such a passionate Human Angel Safety teacher? Maybe, one day Adora could ask, if she needs help with her past. 

After class Adora stayed still, in her head, for a while. 

“Would you like to go out for coffee?” offered the cupid beside her, “the dead has been setting up new cafes,” 

“Oh I uhm-”

“You look like you want to talk about something. I don’t have any missions until night.”

“You’re still working while in class?” Adora asked shocked.

“Yeah, mild offence, and once you’re as old as I am they kinda don’t mind. So, coffee? Talk?” He smiles and Adora nods. The two head to a small cafe.

Getting two cups of coffee and sitting by the window Addon waits for Adora to start. “Well, you said you’re an old cupid right?”

“Well, you don’t have to insult my age,” he laughs nodding.

“No not that, I mean, and in our death class you said the queer people get killed and it upsets you. And when I went to visit Cupids before they got mad when I mentioned queers and I connected that a Cupid fell because he was uh…” Adora pauses to think of the best way to ask about Xander.

“Ah, him. Yeah, he was the best cupid there was. Alexander. Y,know today you reminded me of him,” Addon chuckles. The gold in his eyes shining bright.

“Alexander? I’ve been told he was bad? Wait reminded you of him?” Adora asked her head swarming. Addon seemed so happy thinking of Xander, Alexander? He must have lost the A when he fell.

“He was always so messy when he was working. So disheveled. But he made it look perfect,” A blushe crept up on Addons cheeks as he looked away taking a sip of his coffee. “His motto was that everyone would be loved and happy and safe. He could use every weapon and was the top cupid of his time,”

Adora nods taking a sip of her coffee. Her nose scrunches softly at the bitter taste setting the cup down.

“It was going great until one night, we were…” Addon blushes covering his face with his hand, “Work partners and when I shot the couple, two girls, one of their dads came out. He was mad. Calling them sinners and unfaithful, and disgusting awful things. It made Alexander so angry but I tried to explain that humans have free will to do and believe what they want,”

Adora turns her head nodding. Xander had said that God had told him the same things. 

“I was able to calm him down, we were more cautious, using his foresight for couples but it didn’t stop. After years he went to God and flipped about everything. That’s when he fell,”

Adora observed Addon’s face. He was looking into the cup of his coffee his face filled with guilt, anger, longing? “Can you keep a secret” Adora whispers.

Addon looks up quickly eyes narrowing curiously and nods. “I won’t tell a soul,”

Adora glances around leaning in, “He’s still helping people if that makes you feel better,”

Addon laughs whole heartedly earning a few glances. Once the onlookers go back to their business Addon smiles. “I know that. He may hate me with his whole heart but I could never hate him. I still check in on him from time to time. But to know that, that means that you’ve met him,”

Adora nods softly, “He’s actually been a huge help. I’m not surprised he was the top cupid,”

“He’s always been one to try and help others,” he hums smiling back.

“I’m sorry that he hates you,” Adora mumbles watching Addon.

“It’s nothing to be sorry for. I deserve every bit of hate he has for me. I’m not as good of a cupid as he ever was,”

“You’re an amazing cupid though! What do you mean. I’m sure you guys could work it out somehow. Maybe-”

“It’s okay Adora. You don’t need to worry about it. It’s centuries old problems that can’t be fixed by an apology.” Addon says softly getting up. “Was that all that was on you mind?”

Adora sits silently thinking. How can he be so okay with being hated by someone he looks up to so much. She nods nonetheless standing.

“He’s probably told you this but, it’s not a smart idea to visit him too often. The security might notice and get ideas,” Addon says softly before leaving.

Adora nods heading back to her own dorms.

Please check out my animation of the song "Hey Bunny" by Baby Bugs (previously Bowie Bugs)

If I was in Hazbin Hotel

Why is it so healing to put myself insert through things in Hazbin Hotel? Meeting characters and such it's so helpful like genuinely. I personally think that if I were in Hell all the worst traits of me would be amplified. That means I would be more likely to lash out and seclude myself. not trust others, and use others as self-harm. That being said I think I would love the hotel because it's like therapy and I really progress with therapy. So My demon self-insert has three main features, a broken horn, leaking arms (I don't know whether I like red or black more), and my knee poking out. these relate to problems of my own both physical and mental. Meeting the characters in Hazbin would be interesting because it would be hard for me to trust them at first naturally. Especially characters like Angel and Husk who are often shown with alcohol.

Firstly meeting Charlie I think I would be taken aback by her bright and cheerful personality but I would overall enjoy it. I would join the hotel quickly after meeting her but I would often not join meetings during seclusion periods.

I would watch the other characters so I could understand them and not feel blindsided. Just imagining going through the hotel and slowly making progress and becoming friends with everyone is really healing. Thanks for listening to the rat. :>

Kirishima Comfort

This is purely to help me stop hating myself for reading smut. so the synopsis is the reader is getting angry with themselves and basically slut-shaming themselves for reading smut when Kiri comes in and helps them feel better and normal again

CW: No actual smut ironically, self slut-shaming ig, gender-neutral reader

Y/n continues scrolling through their phone through the smut stories they have saved. Kirishima, Y/n's boyfriend, opens the door to their home. Hearing the door open Y/n looks back down to the current story they're reading.

"Why do I read this?" They mutter to themselves, "It feels bad but also good...." they pause for a moment thinking. "it's bad though....isn't it?"

Y/n shuts off their phone tossing it to the end of the bed as Kirishima walks in.

"Hey Pebble, I'm home. How are you?" he asks sitting beside his partner.

Y/n stays silent bringing their knees to their chest.

"Is something wrong Pebble?"

.....Y/n pauses a moment before saying "I feel ucky,"

"You feel...ucky? Why Baby?" he responds hugging y/n.

Y/n hides their face in their arms more biting their lip. They just want to cry, scream, hurt. Y/n points to their phone at the edge of the bed instead of answering verbally.

Kirishima picks up the phone opening it. His eyes glance through the open tab before quickly understanding. "You were reading," he says.

"I was reading ucky stuff."

"Well, did you want to read it Baby" he questions setting the phone back down before placing a hand on Y/n's shoulder.

"Y-yes, I did. But it's still ucky to read, isn't it?" Y/n responds looking up to meet Kirishima's eyes for the first time since he got home.

"It's not ucky y/n. We all have feelings and sometimes we read things to cope with those feelings. It's human Baby. I promise that reading smut or when we play around it doesn't make you ucky. As long as you want to and it doesn't harm you it's okay Pebble. I promise," Kirishima explain giving off a gentle smile with his sharp teeth.

Y/n stays silent for a moment watching their boyfriend. They then smile hugging him. "Thank you Ei, I feel a lot better now"

"Good, now how about we watch a movie? I got this new (favourite genre) movie!"

A/n: Yes I actually get these thoughts, could be from a multitude of things and yes I really do call myself ucky idk why but that's the word I use. I hope some of you were able to find comfort in this if you get the thoughts too.

I got into some closet cosplay Sero last night just to do something. It was fun even if I didn't nail his personality

I'd die to see fan art from Adora's story. Just put it under her tag Adora and Xander 👀

Eri Lives with LoV AU - Nightmares

Everyone can say that almost everyone in MHA has nightmares that can vary in intensity with fear. I bet Eri has really bad night terrors being a child and her life with Overhaul prior to Shigaraki taking her. I think in the LoV probably Shigaraki has the worst nightmares out of them or Dabi. So set the scene-

It's midnight or 1 AM and everyone is asleep. Eri wakes up with a freight shaky breath, cold sweat, horn tingling and shaking. She runs to find Shigaraki.

"You can always come for me if you need anything. Doesn't matter how big or small, where I am, or what time it is. Just find me and I'll make it better," he always tells her.

She shakes him awake trying not to cry or be loud to wake up the others.

Groggy Shigaraki looks at Eri waiting for his eyes to adjust but once they focus he immediately sits up. "Eri, what's wrong?" he asks picking her up, careful to not activate his quirk.

"I don't know what happened. It felt so weird, my body was heavy and couldn't move and he was there. Cutting and cutting and cutting and and-" she cries shaking.

Shigaraki shushes her gently going to wake up the others. If he has to be awake so do they. They also would want to know if Eri got scared. He starts by waking up Kurogiri and handing Eri to her while he gathers the others.

They all gather in the main room after gathering scrap blankets and pillows. Dabi starts a small controlled fire leans against the wall. "So what happened kid? Simple nightmare? those suck," he hums.

Eri nods hugging her arms tight to her body. "It was a nightmare but it felt so weird. I couldn't do anything and it felt so real. like I was there again. Why did I deserve that? what did I do?" she asks crying.

"Oh, honey," Toga starts " you didn't do anything to deserve that. He was a mean mean man and you deserve the world."

She nods her head gently and slowly relaxes as the League tells fun nursery rhymes and short stories. Eventually, Eri falls back asleep curled in Shigaraki's lap who is gently rubbing her back or petting her hair.