Itty Bitty sinners 1.5. Safe place đ¸â ď¸đŞ˝â¤ď¸
â ď¸Tw: Abusive parents, taking away comfort items, implied sexual abuse, insecurities, questioning friendships, regrets, talking about death, and safe drinking.Lmk if I should add.
'Tether your soul to me.
I will never let go completely
One day your hands will be
Strong enough to hold me
I might not be there for all your battles
But you'll win them eventuallyI pray that I'm giving you all that matters
So one day you'll say to me
I love my life
I am powerful
I am beautiful
I am free
I love my life
I am wonderful
Iam magical
I am meI love my life.' ~I love my life, Robbie Williams
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~~~Velvette:~~~~
Velvette woke up in her little clothes the next morning.
Unsurprisingly to her, she knew it was bound to happen sometime soon.
Though she was hoping it wouldnât happen THIS soon, she was hoping to be positively triggered so that she could de-stress without having to face her idiotic reason for slipping.
She grabbed her clothes for the day and headed to the bathroom.
She removed her bonnet which was wrapped perfectly on her head. Val must have helped because Vox can never tie it on properly.Â
She oils up her hair at the start of her routine, keeping it in a shower cap as she brushes her teeth.
Then she heads to the shower to do her typical routine of shampooing, tea rinsing, conditioning, drying, and moisturizing.
She put her hair up and looked over her many wigs to decide her look for today.
Oh! Absolutely space buns with two braids in the front.
Yes, it was that kind of a day for sure.
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After she was presentable, she walked to the kitchen to get a quick breakfast.
âVelvette, good morning.â Vox says.Â
âUh yeah, good morning.â Velvette says back, distracted on her phone, scrolling through the latest trends of today.
She's created most of them, because she's amazing. But still.Â
âVelvette, I'd like to talk if you don't mind.â Vox says to her.
Velvette rolls her eyes as she grabs a blueberry muffin from the counter. Vox is such a dad, even when he doesn't need to be. She sticks her phone in her pocket. (Yes, she has pockets, no thanks to stupid male fashion designers, this is exactly why she makes her own clothes, thank you.)Â
âNo time, Vox. I have tons of shit to do.â She says to him.Â
âVel, the fact that you regressed yesterday without warning does concern me. I think maybe you should take a break.â Vox says, blocking her path to the door. "Why not take the day off?"
âI'm fine, Vox. Just- overworked. As always.â She says.
âWhich is why I suggested you take a break.â Vox says.
âBut I'm fine now! Okay? Just fuck off!â She says.Â
âVel, you and I both know there's more to it than that. Something happened. What is it?" He asks.
Velvette held herself together- it was so stupid!
It wasn't that big of a deal-Â
It wasn't worth her emotional turmoil.Â
âIt doesn't matter, I'm fine now soâŚjust leave me alone to work.â She says, walking out of the room and over to her station.Â
Vox didn't respond, but she swears she heard him sigh and mumble something about dealing with it later.
She knew pushing down her frustrations would result in slipping, and she knew Vox would know if it was involuntaryâŚ
But what else was she supposed to do? Carmilla's stupid comments aren't worth being upset about. Who is she? A fucking nobody! She doesn't care what that old hag thinks of herâŚ
So, why did it bother her so much?
~~~Velvette, past:~~~
When Velvette was younger, she used to do pageants.Â
Her mother would often dress her up, fix her hair.Â
She forced her to endure eyebrow waxing, singing and dancing lessons, baton spinning lessons, perfecting hair straightening.Â
She was fine with it as a kid, she didn't mind using her beauty to make others feel bad as she got more and more competitive.
The worst part of it was the lack of dresses that she deemed beautiful.
Her mother chose the color red for most of her dresses, when she is not a fan of red.
She liked colors like pink, blue, and black!Â
So, it occurs to her that the only way to get a good dress was to create one herself.
She worked so hard on it! Getting her best colored pencils and glitter, she created a brand new dress with personality and extravagance!Â
She worked and reworked on it for hours until her sketch was perfect enough to show her mother.
She walked downstairs where her mother and her mother's friend were talking. "Mama?" She asks.
Her mother sighs and turns to her. "What?"
Velvette took a deep breath. "Uh, I have a dress idea for the pageant." She explains as she hands the sketch over.
âThat's nice, dear.â Her mom says, patting her head.Â
âI think it would make a really good pageant dress.â She says again. âWe can sew it together, and-â
âNo, honey. I already picked out your dress." Her mother says. "Besides, we want you to look good, not like a child drew all over you.â
Her mother crinkled her paper up and tossed it on the floor.Â
Velvette just walked back upstairs and cried it out quietly.Â
~~~Velvette:~~~
She eventually made the dress herself, but for her dollâŚ
Which her father gave to her half sister soon after because he felt she was 'too old for her.' And what was worse, her mother agreed with him.Â
She was 13. How is that too old for dolls? Old women collect dolls all the time!Â
But, anyway. Carmilla is clearly just jealous of her skills...just like her good for nothing mother.Â
Who treats people that way?
"Velvette, ma'am. I got those new designs in." Sasha, one of her designers, tells her.Â
"Splendid." She says, taking the portfolio and looking the designs over.Â
"These look horrible." Velvette says. "Try making them look...not horrible. Thanks, darling." She shoves the book at her and gets back to work.
~~~Angel:~~~
"I don't want to hurt you, Angel baby."Â He told him.Â
Angel tries to keep himself together as Val's statements plagued him.
He's close to blacking out. He has to keep moving to stop himself from falling asleep.Â
"It's your fault, you know. If you'd only listen, it would be so much easier."~ He said after hitting him.
Angel knows that he knows if he complies with what Val wants, it would be so much easier. But Val asks for too much. He expects Angel to not only do more than any capable person but also to make Val look good while he does it.Â
It's just beyond his ability.
"That hotel doesn't care about you. They only make things worse for you at work. Dont they?" Valentino asks, blowing smoke in Angel's face.
Angel blinks...
They have. Havenât they?
Work gets harder when he-
No! Stop!Â
Angel shakes his head.
What is he thinking? Val is the one making things worse. His friends are trying to help.
But he answers Val anyway, knowing the consequences if he doesnât. "Yes, Valentino."Â
"You know they'll leave once you stop giving them what they want... don't you?"
"Yes, Valentino."Â
"I love you so much, Angel." Valentino tells him.Â
"I- I love you too." Angel says.
Val kisses him, and he kisses back.
Damn, it felt good to be loved.Â
Even if it was toxic.
~~~Angel and Husk:~~~
Angel walked back into the hotel after work.
It was good to be home.
Home?Â
Yeah, this was home...
He hasn't had a home in a while.
Ugh! His mind was all over the place! He can't think!
"Angel."
Husk.
"Hey." Angel says to him.
"You look like shit." Husk says, cleaning a glass.
"Gee, thanks." Angel smirks at him.
"Wanna drink? I was just about to put everything away for the night, but I wouldn't mind chatting." Husk says.
Angel walks over to the bar, but he doesnât answer verbally.Â
Husk pours him a drink. "You've been awfully quiet lately. Is everything alright?" He asks.Â
Angel shrugs. "As alright as ever." He says.
Husk nods. "You wanna talk about it?"Â
"No." Angel answers quickly, it was nice of Husk to offerâŚbut he doesn't know if he can talk about it.
Husk nods. "Alright."
Angel takes his drink as Husk wiped down the counter and put stuff away.
"Husk?"
Husk looks up at him.Â
"If you heard something about me... something ridiculous. Would that change anything?" Angel asks.Â
"Maybe. Depending on what it is." Husk says.
"That's a vague answer." Angel says.
"You asked a vague question." Husk response.
Angel shrugs. He canât argue with that, he supposed.
Husk looks at him, probably noticing his disappointment. "I might look at you differently, but it wouldn't make me think less of you." Husk says. "You're my pal. Nothing can change that."
Angel smiles but then drops it. "How can I be sure of that?" He asks.
"Weâve all done shit. We're all weird. Who am I to judge you?" Husk asks.Â
Angel nods, a frown still on his face for now. "Thanks, Husk."
"Whatever it is, you can tell me...if you feel comfortable with it. I'm not here to judge." He promises.Â
Angel smiles. âThanksâŚI do appreciate it.â Angel says.
Husk remains silent, he's found the best way to get people to open up is just to be patient but open to listen.Â
After a few minutes of silence Angel started to talk.
Surprisingly he didn't even overdo it with the drinking, he only had two. Which was incredible progress for the spider.Â
âIt just sucks, you know?â Angel sighs. âAt work I have to be âAngel dust, the porn starâ here I have to be as well adjusted as Angel can be while also fighting the urge to be my other persona. I feel like everywhere I amâŚI'm just as fake as you said I was.â He admits.
Husk feels bad about that, in the end his and Angel's quarrel did bring them closer together. So, he supposed it was for the best. But, he still hates that he hurt AngelâŚin any way. Even if it ended up okay.
âI didn't mean to-â
âI know.â Angel interrupts. âI just wish I had one place where I can just beâŚbroken and not have to lie about it all the timeâŚyou know?âÂ
Husk nods. âI get thatâŚespecially here, it's hard to find people who will actually accept you as you are.â
There's a silence between them as both of them look away.Â
Husk turns to Angel. "I-"
Angel's eyes widened.
Husk turns away from him, ears dropping. "I canâŚbe -"
Angel tilted his head.
He looks at Angel again. "I can beâŚthat place for you...if you want. I know I haven't been such a great friend to you before, but I do care about you, and I wouldn't turn my back on you just because you're struggling."
Angel scoffs. "Please, like I've been such a great friend to you? We've both been shitty."
"Well," Husk gives Angel another drink and takes one for himself. "Here's to being less shitty."
Angel and Husks glasses touch and they drink to it.
Angel smiles. It was nice to have a safe place...
But, it was also scary.Â
Because when you trust someone- or something...it has all the powerâŚit can destroy you.Â
He's putting faith in something...someone. The last time he had faith in someone, he-
Angel shakes his head. "Uh- thanks, HuskâŚI uh- I should get to bed...goodnight." Angel says quickly, he turns away and heads upstairs.
"Night." Husk says, not sure if the spider heard him at all.Â
Husk finishes cleaning up the place, then sits down on the floor.Â
He may have blown it.Â
Maybe he was too forward?Â
With Angel? Nah.
He sighs, wiping his face with his paw.
Why was he feeling this way?Â
He felt the urge to go upstairs and check on Angel, make sure he was okayâŚ
But, it would be crossing a line.Â
BesidesâŚ
He needs to get over that strange feeling whenever Angel is around.Â
He can't just trust it. He needs to bite it down.
If Angel needs him, he'll be there.
But Husk shouldn't be the one to ask.
Besides⌠What can he really do? He's as trapped as Angel is.
He rests his head against the wall behind him.
Husk never wished for freedom more than when he was with him.Â
Angel heads upstairs to his room and cries himself to sleep.Â
It's all he can do as his entire world seems so dark and hopeless.Â
What was better? To have hope and risk it failing?
Or to have no hope, no disappointment⌠but to live as the fallen for those who had hope in you?Â
~~~Charlie and Vaggie:~~~
Charlie and Vaggie were getting ready for bed.Â
Some well rested sleep was exactly what Charlie needed after a long day ofâŚtotally not stressing out over the inevitable extermination.Â
She had to stay strongâŚfor everyone here. They can't know how scared she is, how stressed. She has to keep moving, keep faith! She can't let her emotions control her.Â
âHow was your day with Pentious?â Vaggie asks her as she finished brushing her teeth.
Charlie tucks her hair back and summons the best smile.Â
Thinking of Pentious, thinking of the hotel, maybe it wasn't all in vain. She has to keep positive! Keep faith in her project.Â
âIt was amazing.â She says honestly. âI think he's making some real progress, I think we're so close to a breakthrough!â She says.
âThat's great, babe.â Vaggie says enthusiastically, walking into the bedroom and sitting on the bed with her beloved girlfriend.Â
âHe'll get redeemed, I just know it.â Charlie says. âIf only I can think of a way to help Angel the same way.âÂ
âCharlie-âÂ
âI need to help him find his own good qualities. He has so much hurt, some much insecurities.â She explains. âI can see it by looking at him. How do I make him see what I see?â She asks.
Vaggy reaches out and takes Charlie's hand. âCharlie, you're done for today.â She says firmly.
âThey're coming, Vaggie. I don't have time to be done, not even for a day.â She admits.
âYou have tomorrow. But, today, you need rest.â Vaggie says.
Charlie frowns. âI guessâŚâ
âI'm sorry.â Vaggie sighs. âI know this is important, but I'm worried about you. You've worked so hard and done so much. I want you to know how proud I am of you. You are amazing, so strong, so brave. But, you need to take a step back before you break-â
Charlie touches Vaggie's face. âI'm being careful, I promise. You don't have to worry about me.â
âI don't want to see you hurt.â Vaggie says.Â
Charlie kisses Vaggie. âYou may have to somedayâŚbut I promise that no matter what happensâŚyou won't lose me.âÂ
A tear falls down Vaggie's cheek.Â
She's not so sure that's trueâŚ
âWhatâs wrong?â Charlie asks her.
Vaggie shakes her head and wipes away the single tear. âI just- can't help but worry.â She admits. âPromise me you'll take time to rest when you need it?â
Charlie nods, griping Vaggie's hand.Â
Vaggie has missed this affection. Charlie and her have been so busy that they've hardly made any time for kisses and hand holding.
âI promise.â Charlie says, kissing Vaggie. âGoodnight Vaggie.â
âNight, babe.â Vaggie smiles.Â
They curl into bed, and snuggle close to one another.
They hold each other close, as if their time together was limitedâŚ
And Charlie feels like it could be.
What if she's not able to redeem everyone?
OrâŚwhat If she does?
Either wayâŚit ends with Vaggie leaving her side.
Her heart aches thinking about it.
It will break her to lose VaggieâŚ
But if that's how she'll know, Vaggie is safeâŚ
If that's how it has to be, she hopes Vaggie has to leave for something far better than the hell she's been forced to face.Â
Charlie kisses Vaggie on her damaged eye before closing her own eyes and getting some rest.
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Vaggie looks at the ceiling with a sigh.
She knows she's a hypocriteâŚ
But Charlie was more important right now.Â
She's the one working hardâŚ
Vaggie has hardly done a thingâŚ
She's not doing nearly enough to protect Charlie from this agony.Â
Not doing enough to redeem herself.
Heaven are truly monstersâŚ
She hates that she was ever part of it.Â
Charlie does everything she can to help sinnersâŚ
While she had done everything to hurt them.Â
But she'll do everything she can to make it right again.
She'll do it for them.Â
And mostlyâŚ
She smiles at Charlie, snoring soundly.
She'll do it for Charlie.Â
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'I am not my mistakes
And God knows, I've made a few
I started to question the angels
And the answer they gave was you
I cannot promise there won't be sadness
I wish I could take it from you
But you'll find the courage to face the madness
And sing it because it's true.'
~ I love my life, Robbie Williams.
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Possum: So sorry this didn't come out on time, I got sick! Fleaking sick. And got a tad behind.I'm fine now though!
Chapter 6 shouldn't take as long,We get to see more babies- it's gonna be so cute!!!! đ I'm excited lol đ
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