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ATTENTION PET OWNERS

This post is going to rushed but I’m still shaking and it’s hard to type but I NEED people to know this

My mom just took my dog to the vet She(my dog) was(still is?) having a seizure

Last month we took my dog to the vet and they told us she had developed diabetes, they told us it was caused by the food she was eating, purina beneful. They told us that there have been many many many reports of Beneful has been causing diabetes, seizures, and even death in dogs.

We had no idea

We immediately switched her food and put her on a special diet plan for her diabetes, unfortunately the effects were already permeate.

Today at 11:20 my mom woke me up crying, I helped her carry my dog to the car (while she was still having a seizure) and watched her drive away red faced and still crying.

Please please PLEASE if you are feeding your pets Purina beneful PLEASE switch their food ASAP Beneful is poising dogs and I don’t want anyone else to experience what I just did Also if you could please help me signal boost this so everyone can know

Can you do HuskXAngel

4th favorite ship from my Top 5 Hazbin ships ùwú

Gotta love a grumpy alcoholic and a horny spider!

Felt bored ngl

💖Meant To Be💖

I'd probably should've focused on sleeping than working on this...

I honestly miss drawing these two...

@ratatatattatatatta

@saschagemruler

@sallychoasaura

🌟 ☀️🌙

100% Do Not Regret This 😂

So you know this guy, right?

Well, he’s also this guy

YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT.

HUSK IS YA DETECTIVE BOI ABE.

obsessed btw

It's time to get Funkin'-

RadioHusk Drabble #1- Memories PT. 1

If there was anything Alastor wouldn't want to forget, was his and Husker's commitment.

The commitment to forever stay together in the afterlife, that's how it would be. Sure, Hell itself wasn't the greatest place for someone to settle down at, but they weren't gonna complain. At the moment, they simply needed each other to get through it's never-ending blazing torture of chaos...

The radio demon made his usual rounds of the hotel, though he was distracted in his own thoughts to actually be checking the perimeter if anything. He softly chuckled at one fond memory, when he and his darling wildcard were slightly tipsy and had one of the most embarrassing yet amazing confession that came from the two.

Alastor began to rewind the memory... Back when it all was fine and dandy before it grew into something even more.

...

Alastor had a high alcohol tolerance and Husk knew that for a fact. There were times that the gambling addict tried (and miserably fail) at getting the radio demon even a bit buzzed. He figured it be best to use this little endurance as an advantage and try making new drinks he's always experimenting with. Often asking the smiling sinner and Alastor would give his opinion on it, then what was suppose just to be a simple taste test turned into taking shots left and right.

Alastor wouldn't admit it to Husker, but after the 20th or something shots later, the side of his vision began to blur and that signal the start of being intoxicated. Yet somehow the radio broadcaster is pulling up his smile and manage to not give off too many hints of his tipsy attitude. Despite that though, despite Husk being in a drunk state himself, the winged cat demon knew when Alastor was putting up a face to show his dominance. It was his prideful nature that always made reading the deer demon easier, Husk couldn't help but find it intriguing...

Husker had patience but his short temper can make that hard to keep hold of, the alcoholic's apathetic nature being the one thing that he can always make a successful effort for. Though the more swinging of his booze began to let his true emotions come through, after all it was one of the careless cat demon's punishment. To wear his heart up his sleeve...

Alastor was taking another shot, though his eye was twitching and static noise can be heard if listened carefully. Husk simply stopped Alastor arm before he could down the alcoholic beverage. The radio demon never noticed how soft his associates fur was, how Husker's eyes simply had a particular glow to them much similar to that of a rising sun, and the most kissable lips as his eyes kept glancing at it.

He can slightly hear Husker's voice, but it sounded muffled and Al was certain that the cat demon is slurring his words. The radio demon felt something deep within his very being, it gave off a dominant and possessive energy. Alastor's hand that wasn't holding the glass of bourbon, began to gently stroke through Husk's arm fur. Of course Husk flinched at the first touch, possibly through paranoia as his wings began to tense as if ready to fly if necessary.

Alastor put down his drink as his other hand gently gripped on Husk's, which were beginning to claw into the bar counter, as if trying to comfort and ease the gambler's spiking anxiety. It took some time but his associate slowly relaxed as he began to quietly purr when Alastor stroking extended to behind his ear. The smiling sinner grin simply widen but it actually hold hold pure interest.

Husk tail began to sway as his purring continued, the winged cat demon was enjoying the petting more than he'd liked to admit. Though being intoxicated, he was letting it continue on much to Alastor's delight.

The petting and stroking continued for awhile now, the reasoning be that Alastor was contemplating a bold yet risky move on his end. At the moment however, it seemed the consequences didn't matter as he stopped his petting, which the alcoholic gambler noticed and tilted his head in confusion like a house cat would. Alastor simply cupped Husk face into his hand, before leaving another minute behind, he pulled Husker slightly over the bar as he met him halfway into a lip lock.

Husk wasn't certain on how to respond, mostly because he's in midst processing on what's going on and his reaction weren't up to speed. His wings simply spread from shock as he stays where he was in the kissing with his coworker, his eyes widen from the action as well.

Alastor knew what he was doing and yet wasn't sure on why, but it seemed simple as he always found the wild-card one of a kind. Whether it had to do with his apathetic appearance, his secrecy of caring for others, or he enjoyed the cat demon's presence. Either way, it just felt right...

And he surely wasn't regretting it one bit...

I feel like the Villainous fandom is slowly dying...

There are less fan arts each day

reblog if you are still in the fandom