Tiny Little Hellspawns

from /hhg/ - Hazbin Hotel General Thread #251
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Reposting these from the last thread, because they haven't been saved:

>Aw, look at these shotas. I want to scar them for life.
>Shota angel dust is a shota because if how childish he is
>Ironic punishment
>He'll latch onto anyone he views as a father figure
>Why do you think he was with Valentino?
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>Angel is being a little shit to vaggie again
>Gospel stands behind him
"And what do you think you're doing young man?"
>"Pretty sure I'm like twenty years older than ya Daddy~"
>Gospel grunts and picks him up by the back of his shirt
>"Hey! Put me down ya fucker!"
"That's no way a child should speak. Niffty?"
>"Yeahyeahyeah?"
"Would you be a dear and get me a bar of soap?"
>"Yupyupyup!"
>Gospel takes the soap from Niffty and shoves it into Angels mouth and then bends him over his lap.
"I'm going to give you the punishment your father should have."
>Gospel takes off his belt and gives Angel four spanks
>After its over Gospel puts him back on his feet
>Angel has tears in his eyes and is glaring at Gospel
"Do you know why I did that?"
>Angel sniffles and nods
"Alright, I want you to keep that in your mouth for five minutes. Do you understand me?"
>"Mm-hm..."
"Good."

Cont.
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>Ywn be some random asshole demon stumbling upon a newly arrived shota Angel, still wearing his mortal clothing and weeping over his horrid fate.
>Ywn invite him to your shitty apartment and despite his doubts, he realizes he doesn't really have any other option.
>Ywn give him a ratty blanket so he could sleep on your worn-out sofa and hear him try to stifle his crying during the night.
>Ywn give a few days to recuperate from whatever he experienced and his new reality, so he would just be mostly doing nothing inside the apartment, sometimes grabbing one of the few tattered books you have to read or watching out the window for long periods of time with the blanked wrapped around him.
>Ywn make him pull his weight around once he stops giving the one pillow you have so many tear stains. Cleaning the apartment, cooking, working odd-jobs to help with the rent.
>Ywn have to buy him new clothing since there's only so much his jacket and trouser can take before falling apart.
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I like to think hell operates on prison rules
>Anon holds angels hand when they both go out in public
>Anyone that reaches for angel in a creepy way gets their shit pushed in by anon and anyone else nearby
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>Vox suggest Val that he should "expand into more "niche" territories"
>offers him a sample of the material he's thinking of
>after skimming through it, Val, eerily calm, tells Vox that since he's a friend, he'll just pretend he had been looking at blank pages, so he won't have to blow his brains out on the spot
>then proceeds to burn the material in a hazmat bin

Cont.
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>Charlie must have really been a handful growing up. The "bundle of energy" phase would probably have lasted centuries.
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>yup.

>now imagine when she ate chocolate chips cooks for the first time, she must have been bouncing off the walls with that energy.
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>>smol Charlie who can't be kept away from the cookie jar

>I like it.