I’m Actually Starting To Get Really Frustrated With The Hazbin Hotel And Helluva Boss Fandom. It’s

YES!!!!!!! Or he’s lost and he’s trying to find his dad or uncle. SQ IN A SUITCASE!!!!!!!

Can we have a show of just SQ going on random adventures? Like I NEED TO KNOW IF HES OK!!!!!!!!!!

i don't use tiktok anymore but i just found this in my camera roll and it's so fucking funny i had to share

This is about Sci-Hub. yeah we get it.. gatekeep knowledge and protect the interests of capital…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpJPeVRKI0k

^one-sided radiostatic and a bit of apple animatic! Sorry if someone already sent this

EVERYONE GO WATCH THIS VIDEO I AM EFFING DYINGGGGGGGG

Video by @natakarania

Lyrics by @convolutedblasphemy

Prompt by @onesidedradiostatic and an anon

falling in love with a guy for breaking the rules and taking on great risk to himself in order to protect humanity and then acting surprised when he's willing to give up everything that makes him happy in order to protect humanity

that bad sensory moment when you’re trying to do something that requires a lot of focus and the people around you are talking loudly and you’re just sitting there like $&@&&@@^%#%^%***++*%%#%^*+%%%

(Spoilers)

Pain Of Knowing

(This is based on the amazing show The Mysterious Benedict Society, the newest episode.)

Happiness. Unlimited pure joy. A flash of light and it was gone. Guilt, sadness, self-hatred, grief, betrayal, all emotions he greeted as though they were old friends. Wave after wave of crushing emotion enveloped his mind, turning it numb. He should tell the others. He should tell them that it worked and he was free. He should’ve, but he didn’t. It was too much, too much too soon. Despite himself, he missed the fake happiness. The way it calmed his mind even as he fought against it. He missed the way it erased the pain of knowing. Knowing what was happening was wrong, that his brother was the one who caused it all. Knowing he was being manipulated, put in place and moved around like a chess piece on a board, but not having the strength to stop it. Simply gone. Gone with a wave of a hand and a smile. He would tell them. He would tell them when every thought in his mind didn’t claw at him, when the near constant weight on his chest lessened. He would, soon. Just not now.

I hope you liked it! Sorry for any mistakes I made! I’m open to constructive criticism so feel free!

I can’t believe, on top of everything else, his own crutch falls and hits him…

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