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♱Father Forgive Me (For I have Sinned) ~Chapter Nineteen♱

Lucifer Morningstar x Angel!Reader Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Chapter Nineteen Warnings: profanity Visit the first tag on this post to see all other chapters.

♱ In which the purest soul in Heaven falls from grace… for the Devil. ♱

[Chapter Nineteen]

“I don’t get why we can’t go to her.”

Charlie’s hands curled into rigid fists, eyes glued to the TV as Vaggie rubbed her shoulder soothingly.

“The Vees have her now, Charlie,” Vaggie said. “We can’t just barge over to three of some of the most powerful overlords and demand them to hand over what they probably think is their property now.”

“[name] isnt property,” Charlie seethed, then thrust a hand to Lucifer who was sitting next to her, stiff and eyes trained on the screen just like she was two seconds ago. Completely silent. “And we have me, and Dad. We’re royalty, for fuck’s sake.” She clawed at her hair. “Why can’t we just order them to-“

“We can’t risk making the hotel a target, Char,” Vaggie said tiredly. She pulled her hand away, placing it on her chest as she looked at her girlfriend imploringly. “Believe me, I want to-“ her voice cracked. She looked away. “I want to help her too. She was-“ She kept my secret. She was nice to me- they all saw me as a traitor, she probably did too, but she was still-

“[name]? The angel you guys were talking about from when you went to visit Heaven, right, toots?” Angel Dust slunk over to where the three were crowded, slipping in between Charlie and Lucifer onto the couch. His face fell when he looked at the TV. “…Val has her. Oh.”

“She’s [name],” Lucifer said bitterly. Everyone looked at him. “She’ll be- she’ll be fine.” He looked like he was trying to convince himself, face paler than it usually was.

“Did you know her, Dad?” Charlie didn’t have the patience to sound gentle. The words she threw at him were accusing. “You know her, don’t you?”

“Why would she fall?” Angel Dust asked, ignoring Charlie and Lucifer. “What’d she do?”

“How would you know if she’ll be fine if you don’t know her?” Charlie said, ignoring Angel. “You can’t make that judgement if you don’t-“

“Maybe Heaven found out she supported us?” Vaggie wondered. “Though that’s not really a reason to kick her out.” She chewed her nails. “This doesn’t make sense. The Seraphim loved her.” She looked at Charlie. “You saw it too.”

“All I’m saying is,” Lucifer said, strained, “She’s an angel amongst sinners. Of course she’s ten times more powerful than the rest of Hell, especially the Vees. That’s how all otherworldly beings were created- angels more powerful than sinners, by a long shot.”

“But an angel died-“

“That was an exorcist. She isn’t an exorcist.”

“How would you know?” Charlie challenged, digging into the cracks to see if her father would slip up.

“It’s quite clear she isn’t an exorcist,” he hissed. Charlie’s face fell. He sucked in a deep breath, smoothing back his hair. “I’m sorry, I just- I’m sorry.” Charlie smiled weakly.

“It’s fine if she meant something to you,” she said softly. Everyone looked at Lucifer, who didn’t say anything, just looked back at the news flashing on the screen quickly.

“We could just bust her out,” he murmured, and by the muscle twitching in his jaw anyone looking close enough would have known he was aching too. The simple thought of you in Hell, yet unable to find your way to him- he swallowed and tried to calm his breathing, the way his heart beat in his throat painful.

“About that…” Angel Dust spoke up, then trailed off. Everyone looked at him. He looked sick.

“Angel?” Charlie prompted gently. He took in a shaky breath, then looked away.

“Never mind, I- it’s fine.”

“Valentino would hurt him,” Husk said gruffly. All eyes fell on him as he came over, half-empty bottle clutched in his hand as he took another swig from it. “If he can’t take it out on us, he’ll take it out on him.”

Angel pressed his lips together in a shy yet grateful smile. Husk smiled back at him.

“Angel, maybe we could use you to get [name] back?” Charlie suggested excitedly, but Angel Dust began looking even more sick than before.

“Charlie, no,” Vaggie hissed. Charlie fell back, face guilty.

“Oh, right. I’m- I’m sorry.”

Angel groaned, putting his head in his hands. “I’m sorry, guys. Fuck, I’m useless.” His phone pinged. He pulled it out, expression worsening. “It’s Val. I’m sorry, guys,” he repeated, pocketing the device and waving remorsefully. “If I see or hear anything about [name], I’ll tell you guys when I get back.”

“Thank you, Angel,” Vaggie sighed, giving him a reassuring smile. He didn’t have the heart in it to return the expression, just slipping out the door, unable to meet anyone’s eyes.

Charlie stared at the ground, face riddled with guilt. Lucifer looked up. There were tears in her eyes.

“Char?” He asked, scooting over to her and placing both his hands on her shoulders. “What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong?” Charlie repeated. She looked up. Her eyes were glistening. “What’s wrong? This is what’s wrong!” She flung her hand at the television. “[name]’s in Hell, Dad. And yeah, I barely knew her, but I don’t wish this on her.” She tried to take in a shaky breath, instead failing as a sob racked her shoulders. Tears streamed down her face. “I can’t help thinking- what if I did something while I was in Heaven?” She sank back down and put her head in her hands. “What if I’m the reason she’s down here?”

Lucifer’s throat clenched up. “You’re not,” he whispered. He guided Charlie up, cupping her face in his hands and thumbing away a tear. “You’re not the reason, Charlie.” He smiled weakly, trying not to cry too. “Believe me.”

Charlie looked at him, and some sort of understanding flowed between them because she immediately hugged him, fiercely, afterwards.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

Lucifer laughed miserably. “What for?” She didn’t reply, just hugged him tighter.

“We can see what Angel says, then we can wait till morning, a few hours after he comes back, to see if she turns up. If not, we’ll take some action-“

“I’m afraid that won’t be necessary, dear.”

Vaggie almost leapt a foot into the air. “AAH, FUCK!” She whirled around, fist raised, but once seeing who it was she slowly lowered it, yet didn’t uncurl her palm entirely. “What the fuck, Alastor?”

Alastor ignored her, adjusting his bow tie, then his monocle as he smiled widely. His eyes fixed onto Lucifer, who scowled.

“It seems to be a matter of fact that I met our elusive little angel. In cannibal town, no less. It appears she’s managed to escape the clutches of the Vees.” His lip curled distastefully at the last word, yet his grin never disappeared, his eyes narrowing. “We had quite an… interesting conversation.”

Charlie shot up, and Lucifer had to take all his self-restraint to not grab Alastor by the shoulders and shake every detail out of him.

“You saw her?” Charlie said breathlessly, eyes widening.

“You spoke to her?” Lucifer snapped, eyes narrowing. Alastor’s grin widened beyond what was humane as he tilted his head, eyes glinting.

“Indeed. And you’re all in for quite the surprise.”

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rebirthgarments · 2 days

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Happy 24th birthday to Sanad! ❤️ (June 4) Let's show him some birthday love by bumping up the donations! There's no greater gift than some solid love and support from humanity.

Go to bit.ly/hindsbabyshower to send Sanad a birthday gift!

Sanad and Malak are still sheltering in the husk of their bombed out home. They have no kitchen, no bathroom, and can only use one bedroom. They have a mattress that they share with Hind, as they are unable to get her a bed of her own.

In spite of the difficulties, these young parents are doing an amazing job. They have already seen Hind through an illness caused by contaminated water. This couple deserves to raise Hind in a happy, healthy, and safe environment. Please, donate what you can. Please share

[Image Description:Text reads: Happy 24th Birthday Sanad (Baby Hind’s Dad). Send him a gift at bit.ly/hindsbabyshower

There is a QR code on the right side that goes to the link. There is a photo of Sanad wearing a green shirt and sitting in a chair in some rubble holding up a peace sign. There are graphic flowers and a grid pattern behind the photo. ]

#fundraiser #gaza genocide #gaza #free gaza #baby #dad #parenthood #father #fatherhood #happy birthday #i personally vetted this fundraiser #gofundme #go fund them

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nekronyancer · 2 days

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He's so pathetic..... I'm hitting him with my car(I don't have a car)

Another old man who so happens to be a priest, added to my hoard

What do now

#fanart #midnight mass #father paul hill #father paul fanart #father paul #midnight mass fanart #father #paul hill #art #artwork #my art

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emlee81 · 2 days

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Joel/ Ellie-Guitar Lessons

***Joel decides to teach Ellie how to play the guitar after finding one.

Just some minor swearing.

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"Do you want to learn how to play the guitar?" Joel asked Ellie as they walked along. Ellie didn't respond. Joel was getting worried about her. After what she went through, he knew she had to be traumatized by it all.

"Ellie?"

"Hmm?"

"Would you be interested in learning how to play the guitar?" Joel repeated. Ellie pasted a smile on her face.

"Yeah. Sounds cool."

"I saw one back there. It was all smashed up, of course. But it got me to thinking, if I could get one, I'd love to teach you how to play."

"Sounds good, Joel. Thanks."

***

A few weeks later:

Joel couldn't hardly believe it! He'd actually found an old guitar that someone had left in the house he and Ellie were staying in. He couldn't wait to show Ellie and start teaching her.

Joel climbed the stairs, pausing at the door of the room that Ellie had claimed as hers and knocked. She answered it almost immediately. Joel held up the guitar, grinning.

"Look what I found! What do you say we give it a shot?" Ellie studied the guitar for a few seconds before responding.

"All right, asshole. Let's try it. See how far we get before you end up pissed off."

"You might just be surprised, little girl." Ellie chuckled and followed Joel down the stairs and they went into the living room, settling down on the couch. Joel placed the guitar in Ellie's arms, showing her how to hold it correctly.

"All right. Put your fingers like so. That's it." Joel couldn't hide his grin. Ellie noticed how proud he looked. As though she'd already mastered it.

"Now start strumming it like this." Joel demonstrated and Ellie followed his instructions perfectly.

"You're gonna be playing this guitar in no time."

"Maybe." Ellie wasn't as confident as Joel was.

"Have a little faith in yourself, Ellie. You're a smart kid."

Ellie smiled. That was something she liked about Joel. He wasn't someone who just automatically showered praise on a person unless they truly deserved it.

"I'll try hard, Joel. Thanks for having faith in me."

"Anytime, kid."

***

Joel was right. It wasn't long before Ellie picked up on how to play the guitar. He couldn't have been prouder of her. He knew she'd accomplish the task.

Within a few weeks, Ellie was playing the guitar as well as he could. Maybe better. Joel wasn't jealous. He felt nothing but pride for the girl.

"Do you think I could learn some more songs to play?" Ellie asked one evening as she strummed the guitar after dinner one night.

"I think you'll learn as many songs as you want," Joel replied, smiling fondly at the girl.

"It was really cool of you to teach me," Ellie said.

"It was no trouble," Joel replied. "You're smart, I knew you'd catch on quickly enough."

Ellie set the guitar aside and leaned over, giving Joel an unexpectedly hug. He was taken aback by her bold play and it warmed his heart.

"I'm happy we found each other, Joel," Ellie murmured. "I couldn't have asked for a better guardian."

Joel's eyes misted up as he returned the hug to Ellie. She wasn't the greatest at expressing gratitude so he was touched by this unexpected display of affection.

"And I couldn't have asked for a better adopted daughter."

#the last of us #guitar #ellie williams #fun times #pedro pascal #tlou #father #guitar lessons

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sillyandquiteawkward · 3 days

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guilt, regret, and a mistaken sense of duty

#nora #shaun #father #silly art tag

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wedarkacademia · 9 months

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I know it is my father's first time on this Earth, too. And I know He had it worse when he was little.

But I was little too.

— Franz Kafka, from letters to his father

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whoreshippingbooks · 10 months

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I know it is my father's first time on this Earth, too. And I know He had it worse when he was little.

But I was little too.

— Franz Kafka, from letters to his father

#franz kafka #letters #franz kafka letters to his father #dark academia #father #dark acadamia quotes #daily kafka #kafka

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one-time-i-dreamt · 4 months

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My mom was trying to send my dad and I a list of things we had to do before guests arrived, but she was driving and autocorrect made all her words incomprehensible. The very last item on the list just said “piss 😎” and I woke myself up before I could respond.

#dream #family #mom #dad #mother #father #guests

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drunk-werewolf · 3 months

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I've heard of many lies. But your "I love you" will always be my favorite

#angst #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled poetry #poems and quotes #quote #quotes #love #heartache #heartbreak #lies #father #family #text #text post #greek quotes

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rustyr3dhe4d · 3 months

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unexpected - cl16

summary: a few years ago, you found yourself unexpectedly pregnant with your boyfriends baby. upon telling him, he completely disappeared and you hadn't heard from his since. of course you told your best friend, charles. he vowed to help you before and after the birth. fast forward a couple of years, what happens when your child assumes charles is her father.

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flashback: 4 years ago

as the two little lines show up on the little plastic test, you feel your hands begin to shake. this can't be happening, you think to yourself. you're 22 years old, you're not ready for a kid. you haven't even discussed marriage, let alone kids with your boyfriend.

you quietly made your way out of the bathroom with the test in your hand. "baby?" you call out into your apartment. "yeah?" you hear his voice echo from the kitchen.

his back is to you when you enter the kitchen, looking through the fridge. when he turns around, his brows crease when he's met with your red, tear-stained face. "is everything okay?" you just shake your head and slowly raise up the test in your hand.

his creased brows slowly raise as he hones in on the object in your hand. "is it..." he begins but doesn't finish. you nod your head slowly, your eyes not meeting his. he sets the drink he took out of the fridge down on the counter. "say something, please..." the silence was all the answer you need.

he briskly walks past you and to the bedroom. "where are you going?" you ask him but still get no answer. within the next 5 minutes, he's out the door with bags packed. you sit on the edge of bed, eyes full of tears. your hand finds your phone not to far away on the bed and you tap on the contact of the one person you can trust.

"hey amour, what's up?" his voice rings through the phone. you take a shaky breath before continuing. "charles, i need you." you hear some shuffling on the other end before he speaks. "i'll be there soon, hold on amour."

soon after you hang up, you hear your front door open and frantic footsteps moving throughout the apartment. a few seconds later, charles appears in the doorway of your bedroom. "hey..." he squats down in front of your sitting frame. "what's going on?"

your eyes look to the bathroom and his eyes follow. he gets up and moves to the bathroom, you see him freeze when he reaches the counter. he emerges with one of the tests in his hand.

"are these..."

"yes."

"where's-"

"he left. as soon as i told him. bags packed and everything." your eyes stay locked on your feet. he sets the test down on the nightstand closest to him before sitting next to you. he wraps an arm around your shoulder and pulls you to his chest. "i've got you. i'm here now, and i'm going to be here every step of the way."

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present day

"alright adeline, are you ready to see cha race today?" you ask. your daughter's smile grows as she holds your hand and you both walk through the paddock.

as you walk through the ferrari motorhome doors, your greeted with many 'hellos' and 'hi's.' you make it to charles' driver room, just as he comes out. at the sight of you and adeline, his face brightens. "addy!"

your daughter lets go of your hand and runs over to the brunette. "cha!' she squeals as he lifts her up, placing her on his hip. you smile at the bond the two share. once she's comfortable on his hip, he turns to you. "hi, belle."

he moves to wrap his free arm around your waist and places a light kiss on your cheek. "cha?" adeline starts.

"yes, papillon?" he turns to the little girl on his hip. "can we go see uncle carlos?"

"of course we can, as long as your mom is okay with it?" he turns to you. you just smile and nod your head. "that's fine with me. just give me one second, i need to use the restroom and then i'll go with you guys." you disappear down the hallway as he sets her down.

"is there anything else you want to do today, addy?" charles asks as he squats down in front of her. adeline just shrugs her shoulders, which causes charles to chuckle. "can we go see uncle carlos now?" she whines.

"just wait for a few more seconds, your mom will be back in a few." you finally come back from the bathroom. "alright now we can go, papillion." he says.

adeline moves to run out of the motorhome but charles stops her. "hold on, your shoes untied addy, come here." she turns around and walks back over to charles. "place your hands on his shoulders so he can tie your shoes." you tell her.

she places her hands on his shoulders as he moves down to tie her shoe. after tightening the knot, he stands up. "all good." she turns around and makes her way to the exit. "thanks daddy!" she calls behind her.

both you and charles freeze. "oh, um..." you stutter out. his face and ears are burning red.

"why don't we-"

"let's just-" both you and charles start at the same time. he gestures for you to walk ahead of him. you nod your head and start walking after your daughter with charles close behind.

this will definitely be a conversation for later.

#charles leclerc #formula 1 #formula one fanfiction #fanfic #charles lechair #father #best friends #oopsie #charles leclerc fanfic #fluff #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc smut #scuderia ferrari #charles leclerc imagine #carlos sainz

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lovely-abeille · 1 year

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on being the daughter of the family

if my body could speak, blythe baird // i put the coffin out to sea, lisa marie basile // @/belovedbi // ? // been a son, nirvana // elektra, sophokles; translated by anne carson // ? // churching, kristin chang