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ioniiaa · 2 months

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My Darling, My Honey

Alastor X Fem!Reader (Part 13)

Part 13:

After practically being dragged by Vaggie back into the main lobby of the hotel with Alastor quietly humming behind the two of you, you were basically swarmed by Charlie, Angel, Husk and Nifty.

"WHERE WERE YOU? I was so scared!" Charlie barely manages to get out past the blubbering tears streaming down her face as she hugs you.

Angel examined your body with all of his arms, checking to make sure you were okay, "Geeze, toots, how'd you manage to survive that long against Smiles over there? I was sure you'd be dead meat!"

Husk gave you a glance up and down, "Glad you're alright. I'd hate to miss out on getting to know another drinking buddy." Husk glances over to Angel and grumbles under his breath, "You owe me $50."

"You were betting on if (y/n) was alive???" Vaggie groans, hands rubbing her face in exasperation.

Nifty is basically hyperventilating in your face, sniffing and examining your hair strand by strand, "Yup- still gross- EW!" Before she launches off your shoulders to go and do god knows what somewhere in some far corner of the hotel...

You let out a breathy chuckle, "I appreciate the concern... and the vote of confidence... Angel..." You give a sarcastic glare over in the spider's direction, earning a sheepish smile from Angel.

Taking Charlie's hands in your's, you take one of your hands to dry the tears from her eyes and say, "Charlie, you don't need to cry. You're such a sweet girl. I honestly can't thank you- and Vaggie-" you smile in Vaggie's direction before continuing, "- for saving my life and bringing me here to the Hazbin Hotel. I came here to find the love of my life- back from when I was alive. It's only been a few hours, yet you've already helped me fulfill the goal I've been trying to achieve for decades!"

Your words brought surprised looks upon Charlie, Angel, and Husk's faces.

Husk nearly dropped the glasses he was cleaning, "Uh.. Say what now?"

"Excuse me, but did you just say you found the love of your life... from when you were alive?? Who the hell-" Angel started to say before Alastor walked over put his hand on your shoulder,.

"Oh, you gotta be fuckin' kidding me." Husk interrupted Angel's sentence with the most deadpan yet exasperated voice he could muster.

"Wait... you mean... Freaky face has a fuckin' WIFE???" Angel yelled out in disbelief. "What the actual FUCK? I didn't think that guy was capable of love!"

"Ahem." Static noises became louder as Alastor glared in Angel's direction.

"Alright, alright, jesus, sorry! Husk, I need a drink."

"Already on it."

Meanwhile, Charlie just stood there as still as a statue from the shock. Until she suddenly started chuckling slowly, "Ah ha... hahaha... wait... really?" She brought her hands up to her mouth, trying to hide the huge grin that was slowly forming on her face.

You nodded, "Well, not quite wife haha... I was killed before he could propose..."

"Geeze, talk about grim.."

"Why, I do say that is quite enough from the peanut gallery!" Alastor piped up, menacingly twisting his head towards the bar where Angel and Husk were.

Charlie turned to Alastor, "How come you never mentioned you had someone special before?"

"Well my dear Charlie, I am a very private person, I do not often willingly divulge personal information about myself or my life back when I was alive."

"Oh." Charlie looked down at the ground dejectedly, thinking she was closer to Alastor than to be kept at such length still.

You patted Charlie's head, "Don't worry- I'll be happy to chat with you anytime! Though I don't know if you'll have fun hearing how I killed my husband- er- before Alastor. Maybe I'll have to settle for stories about my art career!" You chuckle smiling at her.

"Jesus, she IS crazy after all."

"Takes crazy to know crazy"

"Oh, shut up."

Charlie gasps, suddenly perking up, "Oh.. MY... GOSH!! Does this mean we get to host the very first wedding at our hotel??" She squeals and gives both you and Alastor the puppy-eye look.

You link your arm through Alastor's and look up at him with an inquisitive look.

"Ahaha! Why, if it is what my dear (y/n) desires, then that is what we shall do!"

You grin and bring your left hand up and hold it out to Charlie, "We already have the rings!"

Charlie blinks blankly and her mouth hangs open holding your hand to examine the ring on your hand. Vaggie leans over to look as well, "I honestly don't know I missed that..."

After staring at the ring for a while, Charlie smacks Vaggie's arm a bunch before squeezing her in a big embrace- the sounds of her squealing excitedly filled the room.

"WE HAVE A WEDDING TO PLAN!!!!!"

-> Part 14

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a-hazbin-reader · 2 months

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Just had a fun idea but like, what about hcs on how the others would react upon realizing s/o has feelings for Alastor? Like out of everyone they could've fallen for of it HAD to be him kjbgbkjs

Thanks for the consideration and take care of yourself op! Drink water, eat food, and know ur favs adore you!

Everyone finding out that wifey is married to Alastor??? 👀 That's what I heard-

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: A little suggestive in the middle bit? Angel helps wifey buy lingerie

Description: ☝️⬆️

You meet everyone at the hotel separately from your husband, so they never make the connection until they actually see you two together

Except Niffty, Alastor just had her trailing behind him one day

"Niffty! This is my darling wife! She is the lady of the house!"

"Neat! I'm gonna go find some bugs!"

"...she's cute, Alastor."

"She's a menace in disguise, my dear~"

When you first met Husker, you were playing cards when he suddenly saddled himself next to you with the kind of confidence that only an overlord has

Luckily, the game was only for fun, the two of you competing against each other in friendly competition

It's a good time between the two of you, you're charming and witty, Husk just eats it up and keeps asking you to play another game

"You're pretty good at this aren't you, beautiful? Do you gamble often?"

You simply hum and politely sip your drink, carefully thinking about how you're going to turn down the overlord

"I don't tend to frequent these sorts of places but my darling husband and I are celebrating so it's a special occasion~"

"Husband?"

"Oh, he's harmless! A real romantic...~"

He deflates a little at the mention of your husband but moves on like nothing happened and that's the last you see of him for a couple of months

That is until Alastor comes home one day looking exceptionally pleased with himself as he sweeps you up into an impromptu dance

"Alastor~! What's gotten into you~?"

"Another victory under my belt, my dear~! You know how you've been saying you always wanted a cat?"

"No?"

"Well, I went out and got you one!"

You barely have time to ask him what he means when suddenly Husk is standing in front of you, looking shocked

"Oh Alastor...tell me you didn't go after him just because he flirted with me a little.."

"Of course not, darling~! I did it beca-he did what now?"

Husk looks around in bewilderment before his eyes land on you wrapped in your husband's arms, pointing at you accusingly

"HE'S YOUR HUSBAND!? You need to look up the definition of HARMLESS cause he ain't harmless!"

You meet Charlie because she quite literally runs into you, tears in her eyes and obviously upset

"I'm so so SO sorry! I-"

"Hey hey...what are you sorry for? Are you okay, my dear?"

You can't help but mother her, wiping away her tears as she tries to excuse her tears as nothing serious

"Would you like to talk about it? I can't just leave you crying out in the street like a lost baby, now can I?"

She sniffles pathetically and nods, letting you guide her somewhere more private

"Y-yes please..."

"Come now, we'll make some hot tea and you can tell me what's got you so worked up..."

You two grow attached to each other after that and make time to meet with each other at least a few times a month

She gets anxious when she hasn't heard from you in a while and calls you whenever she's upset about something, seeking your opinion

You listen to Charlie's problems and try to offer her advice or do what you can to help her feel better, sometimes she just needs a motherly hug

She tells you about her hotel and whether you believe in her dream or not, you support her because she obviously needs it

Other times, you two talk about your respective partners and gossip

"Your husband sounds so sweet! I've got to meet him one day! When he comes back, of course..."

You laugh at her enthusiasm, gently patting her hand to calm the excitable young woman down a little and trying to quell the sadness of his absence

"And this girlfriend of yours sounds like she really cares about you, I'd love to meet her."

You feel compelled to look after her, and Charlie sees you as a source of comfort if not a mother figure to her

So she eventually introduces Vaggie to you because you've been asking to meet her, Vaggie is just excited to meet the famous Y/N

She's heard so much about you from Charlie that she had to see if you were genuine, she had to make sure you weren't using her girlfriend

Only to be taken aback by just how much she ends up liking you, looking to you for advice just as Charlie does

She's geared up, ready to fight, when one day you two are suddenly cornered by thugs out on the street, only to be baffled when you take them out with ease

Just how powerful are you?

"Wait wait wait-how did you pull off that move? I've been trying to learn how to do that for months!"

You're casually fixing your clothes and rubbing your wrist, completely unfazed by the ambush

"It's just a little something I learned from my husband~ Would you like me to teach you?"

"Y-yes! Please!"

She readily accepts, and soon she's just as attached to you as Charlie is, looking forward to the times you agree to spar with her

Her and Charlie talk about how much they love you one night before they go to bed

"So....she's great right?"

"Charlie, I fucking love her."

"Right!?"

You meet Angel at a clothing store, the two of you shopping in the same section when you catch him staring hard at the gloves

"You should try this one, the color compliments you really well, and they're made from a good material."

He jumps in surprise, obviously startled by your sudden arrival, but does genuinely seem to look at the pair of gloves you're pointing out

Angel picks them up and tries them on, seemingly more than pleased with your picks, whatever thoughts that were weighing on his mind momentarily forgotten

"Thanks..! Uh, maybe I can help you pick something out?"

He gestures to the many different lingerie in your basket, you're obviously having a hard time deciding which one to get

You have the decency to at least look a little embarrassed, a soft blush taking over your features and making you look innocent

"Would you? My husband is back, and I just want to show him how much I've missed him..."

Angel guides you to the fitting rooms, obviously excited to be of help, he could be saving a marriage for all he knows!

"Sure thing, doll! You put on each one, and Angel Dust here will tell you which one will knock your man off his feet! If I know anything! It's how to turn a man on!"

Normally, you wouldn't even THINK about showing another man your body in lingerie, but hearing that and having an inkling of who Angel is, you trust him

And it's surprisingly fun! Angel helps you narrow it down to three favorites that are sexy and comfortable, it never once feels creepy or uncomfortable

"Now pose like this when he comes in! Yes! Just like that! Your hubby is gonna lose his mind when he sees you!"

You can't help but laugh, not at all feeling ridiculous but enjoying Angel's antics and enthusiasm

"Thank you, Angel. We should go clothes shopping together again sometime, I had a good time today."

He winks and holds out his phone to get your number before walking away, no longer seeming so...depressed

"And you'll have an even better time tonight! See you later, doll~!"

You two shop together on the regular after that, greeting each other with air kisses and judging people together

"Ugh, do you see the hair on that gal? What an absolute wreck!"

"That hairstyle wasn't even popular when my husband and I were alive...ugh..."

"When am I gonna meet this man of yours anyways?"

"When he stops going to a tailor and agrees to come shopping with me~"

You're laying in bed with Alastor one night, nuzzled under his chin and cuddling in his arms when he suddenly speaks

"You know that little...project I've been working on?"

You're nearly asleep, the feeling of his thumb rubbing your arm soothing you more than he realizes

"Mhm..."

"Well, I was thinking maybe I could take you with me tomorrow...everyone there has been dying to meet you."

You open your eyes to look at your husband, smiling at him as you lean up to kiss him softly

"More people who don't believe that you have a wife? I'll be happy to set the record straight~"

He chuckles and rolls you two over so that he's on top of you, kissing down your neck as his hands push up your nightgown

"I can't wait to show you off to everyone~"

The next day, Alastor takes your arm in his and leads you inside, you're more than a little surprised to see that his project is a hotel

You're a bit shocked to see so many familiar faces in front of you, Niffty running up to hug your leg and Husk giving you a lazy wave

Charlie, Vaggie and Angel are all staring you like you're a ghost, eyes slowly moving from Alastor to you over and over again

Charlie drops her tray of snacks in surprise, rushing up to give you a bone crushing hug while Vaggie stands in front of Alastor as if to protect you

"Y/N! What are you doing here!? Are you here to give redemption a try? Oh, I knew you would come around!!"

You laugh and hug her back while patting her head, gently prying her arms off of you so you can pet Niffty

"It's good to see you too, my dear princess, though I'm here with my husband."

Vaggie's jaw drops, and she whips around to look at you, jabbing a finger at Alastor as you see her trying to digest the truth in front of her

"You! A-and him!? The Radio Demon?!"

Alastor takes the opportunity to pull you back to his side, a loving arm around your waist as you happily lean on him, hand on his chest

"Everyone! This is Y/N, my lovely wife~! Y/N, please tell them all that you're here of your own volition and that you are happily married to the most wonderful demon in all of hell!"

You hear Angel trying to hold in his laughter, obviously flashing back to the many conversations he's had with you about your mysterious husband

"Yes yes, I'm happily married to him and I'm not under any mind control or deal or anything else like that~"

You can hear Vaggie's soul leave her body, Charlie's delighted squeal and Angel's uncontrollable laughter at the sight of you and Alastor rubbing noses in an obnoxiously cute manner

"This is the guy you've been buyin' all those sexy clothes for!? Oh my fuck!! This is too good!"

"I can't believe Alastor was your husband this whole time!! I knew he was secretly a big softie! Oh my gosh! You should hear how he talks about you it's so cute!!"

"...I don't get what you see in him..."

"I don't either, you know that when I first met her, she called him HARMLESS? She's delusional."

"He's a bad boy and she LIKES IT~!"

Your husband looks at you in confusion, gently stroking your cheek

"All this time I spent singing your praises to earn you a decent reputation around here was for nothing? I should've known you'd have stolen their hearts already~"

You smile and kiss Alastor's palm sweetly, earning a chorus of cooing and disgusted noises from your audience

"Actually, I've met everyone here before, darling... it seems we've been unintentionally been keeping our a marriage a secret from everyone!"

Charlie is just so enamored with the way you two interact as a couple, her eyes sparkling whenever she watches you two together

Vaggie is just disappointed in your taste in men and shakes her head whenever you two are affectionate, secretly she thinks it's cute

Angel gets a kick out bugging Alastor about the clothes he helped you pick out, always asking him if he liked the lingerie

Husk is just thankful for the distraction you prove to be for Alastor because then he has more time to himself, encourages you two to go on a lot of dates

Niffty is just crazy as always 😜 She likes you two together though and will stab anyone who tries to separate you two

This one took so long!! I hope you like it!!

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin x reader

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damnelva · 3 months

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☆°•LUCIFER/PREGNANT!READER•°☆

You're married btw

You're taller than Lucifer

☆ He thought that the day you both got married was the happiest in his life. But he was wrong

☆ You were sitting on your bed, while Lucifer was standing in front of you. The duck he was so excited to show you now fell out of his hand. His face showed pure shock and disbelief

☆ "Wait, you are.. pregnant? Like, pregnant pregnant?? And from ME!??! I'M GOING TO BE A DAD!???"

☆ He laughed, jumped and cried at the same time. He run into your arms, hugging you and sobbing

☆ He got another chance to be a dad and this time he wouldn't fuck it up

☆ Oh lord, since that day, you didn't practically nothing. Lucifer did it for you. You just had to sit your beautiful ass down and be healthy for the child and yourself

☆ Lucifer couldn't be happier, no matter the time or circumstances. Nothing, absolutely NOTHING could wash away the stupidly cute smile on his face. Just the thought of being a father of two made him fall in love with you over again and even harder

☆ And the way he loved seeing you pregnant.. For him, you looked beautiful as ever before. Not like he didn't thought of you as the most gorgeous woman that has been ever created, but while caring his child.. HIS CHILD!!! It's just different kind of beauty

☆ Oh, also Charlie. She was as excited as her father. Vaggie hardy calmed her down. She never really thought of having a sibling, but now she realizes how much she wanted one. She already brought a lot baby clothes, even though it was incredibly hard to find some in hell.

☆ Lucifer will hug your belly every chance he gets (which is kind easy considering the hight difference between you two). Sometimes he will feel the child's little kicks."Luci, are you crying?" "No.." *Sobs quitly*

☆°• •°☆

☆ "Why can't I chose the child's name??" "Cause we can't call them Apple pie!" "WHY NOT!?"

☆ "I already bought clothes for our little angel!" "It's all about ducks.." "Exactly, it's gender neutral"

☆ *Cries cause of mood-swings* "Why are you crying..?" "Because you're crying!"

#hazbin hotel lucifer x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel #pregnant

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wisterialagoon · 2 months

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Alastor x Reader - Comfort Fic

Warnings: established relationship, probably ooc alastor, comfort, reader is grabbed (not by alastor) reader curses :P

Btw! Please do send in Hazbin requests, I do sfw and nsfw :)

You had been having a miserable day. You woke up in a sour mood, but the feeling only worsened when you realised you had woken up in bed alone.

Presumably your husband had left early to head to his broadcast studio. You then had several run-ins with the most insufferable sinners throughout your day, but this, this was ridiculous.

You had been standing in the lobby, by the check-in desk trying not to burst into stress tears as a rather tall intimidating demon stood there screaming his lungs out at you.

"I already told you sir, I cant get you a room unless you want to be redeemed, this isn't a normal hotel," you stress to the demon before you.

He unfortunately doesn't take the refusal well, gripping the collar of your favourite dress, ripping it slightly.

The demon has you in a strong hold pulling his face right up to yours, you grimace at his breath brushing your face. Your feet barely reaching the floor anymore.

"Sir you need to let go of me now!" you damn near shriek in fury. The commotion catches the attention of a few of the hotels residents, the demon finally drops you when he realises he's drawn a crowd, opting to leave before things went south for him.

"Y/N!" You hear Charlie's panicked yell as she comes up to you, helping you to your feet, "Are you okay? D-do you need anything, I'll have Vaggie deal with that demon don't worry!"

"Its alright Charlie," You steady yourself, taking a deep breath, "just give me the rest of the afternoon off, yeah?"

"Of course, please, go rest."

With that you head off to your room, you pull off your dress and get into your night gown. You inspect the collar of your dress to see it in tatters, this unfortunately was your tipping point.

You're now sitting in the middle of the bed crying your eyes out, clutching your dress. You're so in your feelings, you don't even notice Alastor has slipped in until hes sitting next to you and pulling you into his arms.

You still for a moment but ease into the embrace, soaking his shirt in your tears.

When you had calmed down a bit Alastor cups your face, making you look into his eyes, "Charlie told me what happened my dear, I do wonder why you didn't make that wretched sinner pay, hmm? You're more than capable." He tilts his head, a questioning look in his eyes.

"I didn't want to cause a scene and bring a bad reputation to the hotel, sinners should want to come here," you sniffle.

"Au contraire my dear, you shouldn't be afraid to kill those that wrong you, if demons fear you, it keeps them in their place! Anyhow, what's done is done, I'm more concerned with the fact that my, usually very dauntless wife is crying all on her own." Alastor taps your nose gently.

"Bad day, bad, terrible, awful day Al," tears begin to flood your eyes again just thinking about it.

Alastor chuchles softly as he pulls you to straddle his lap, softly running his fingers through your hair. "Oh you poor sweet thing," He listens carefully as you recount your day to him.

"And to top it off, t-that dickless bastard tore my favourite dress" you finish, words getting caught between your sobs.

"Oh don't you worry your pretty little head about that, I'll have it mended in a jiff, instead, worry about what you'll wear Tonight!"

You look up at him curiously, "Tonight?"

"Well of course I'm treating you to a perfect night out, I can't in good conscious let my sweet wife wallow in her sadness all night can I?"

You perk up at this. Your husband is a busy demon, its not often you get him all to yourself. "The whole night?" you say with big eyes.

"You'll have my complete undivided attention all night long my dear!"

You jump up at this, racing to find an outfit all while Alastor happily watches you showing him different dresses, shoes and jewellery.

He makes a mental note to quickly pop out and find the demon that laid his hands on you, Vaggie was so kind as to provide him with a description.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor smut #alastor x reader #Alastor comfort #Alastor fluff #hazbin hotel husk #angel dust #lucifer morningstar #hazbin fluff #Hazbin comfort

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pep-rambles · 2 months

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Lucifer is a Swiftie headcanons because I kin this man so much I am projecting my other hyperfixations on him

But also I mean c'mon,

Look at him

yes there is RadioApple in this

-It probably started from Charlie. When she was in high school (post emo phase obviously) she may have enjoyed Taylor Swift (maybe Fearless got her through her senior year because I can't stop projecting) Lucifer started listening to try and have something to bond with his daughter about. But about the time Charlie kind of lost interest is about the time Lucifer doubled down on his obsession.

-He has been to basically almost every Eras concert, usually in really good seats because many a swiftie has offered to sell their soul for tickets. He said keep your soul just let him tag along.

-He is definitely an Evermore stan mostly because of relating too hard to the divorce narrative of it.

-Speaking of, Charlie has threatened to lock him out of his Spotify after catching him on the floor crying to “Champaign Problems” on repeat too many times. She never would but most definitely tried to ban him from listening to it for a month.

-She then caught him crying to “You’re Loosing Me”

-Angel Dust is most definitely Beyhive (killer bee probably) and though initially joking that they are rivals the two men bond over their love for the two queens of pop, recommending songs and videos to each other.

-Angel is a Reputation Stan though

-After one of Lucifer’s many tiffs with Alastor, Charlie is expressing her frustration asking her dad why can’t they just get along and Lucifer explains that he doesn’t trust Alastor because “I think his ever-present grin is a little troubling” and is a little upset when she doesn’t get it

-One day, Luci is sitting in the Lobby doing his work while listening to Taylor on shuffle. He’s casually minding his own business jamming out to one of her poppier love songs and Alastor wanders in commenting on the “Obnoxious trite little diddy” Lucifer doesn't even hesitate to take the bait

L: HOW DARE YOU! SHE IS A TALENTED GODDESS!! A DOWNRIGHT MUSICAL CHAMELEON! You are such a snob Alastor! Good music didn't stop getting made after your tiny little lifetime.

A: I never said it did but it's certainly not this frivolous noise!

L: Oh, you uninformed uncultured cur! She is a fucking poet!

He then proceeds to play examples for Alastor of her most creative and heart wrenching lyrics (he absolutely makes Al sit through all 10 minutes and 13 seconds of ATW)

After all that though Lucifer will never get Alastor to admit that he finds T.S. musically talented (or that Lucifer did in fact catch Al tapping his foot a couple times)

-Alastor does come to Lucifer, after a bit of research, admitting that though he does not find her music enjoyable, he respects her business cunning. Luci figures that's good enough. For now.

-because I bet my non-existent Eras tour tickets that Lilith was a hater. I’ll leave it at that.

-OP works at Barnes & Noble and let me tell you there are about 80 different Taylor Swift magazines that even my swiftie ass thinks is excessive but Lucifer has every single one

-including the Taylor Swift paper dolls magazine (yes this is a real thing). He probably gets a few because he convinces Charlie to use them as a team building activity.

-He has at least 3 copies of each of the covers for the 2023 TIME Person of the Year magazine.

-Also all cardigans. On a casual day he definitely lounges in them and has a set rotation of when to wear each one (and I am totally not gonna draw that nope)

-Well, it seems Lucifer is no longer crying to the depressing break-up songs on repeat but now he seems to be angrily listening to “Gorgeous” on repeat. Charlie asks him about it and he goes full denial mode “No no Charlie I'm not thinking of anyone specific, I've just been really into this song lately.” Everyone else in the hotel, besides Alastor, has already figured out what's going on

Alastor: If I have to hear that obnoxious noise one more time I will reduce that tiny maniac’s room to rubble as well as the abode of whatever sad sack is making him play it.

Angel: *knowing smirk* I'm gonna hold ya to that one, Antlers.

-Al may very well hear it one more time if Lucifer uses it as his confession song (I don't fully commit to this headcanon, I just think it's funny)

-Anyway boy’s probably in his Reputation stan Era b/c LWYMMD is like his long overdue big F-YOU to Heaven song

btw this is NOT gonna end at these headcanons I am running with this idea like scissors.

@nunalastor

@julsiemagne

@nose-nippin-fun (I know you're not a swiftie but we talked about this so idk if you care I can un-tag you if you want)

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luveline · 1 year

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eddie and roan | you realise how happy you are, which leads to some late night tears. eddie comforts you, and roan wants a hug too ♥︎ dad!eddie munson x fem!reader

The filter on the fish tank makes a droning but quiet sound. You wonder how Lucky the fish is faring with his Christmas themed decorations, and struggle to think back on the day and remember if he's been fed his allotted pinch of fish flakes.

You can't move to check.

Sorry, Lucky, you think, looking down at your small family with a big smile. Eddie's wiped, sleeping deeply enough that his lips have parted, and you can feel the heat of every breath he exhales against your neck. His hair tickles you with each rise and fall of his shoulders.

Rammed to your ribcage lies his daughter Roan. She's slipping further and further into your lap, tiny hand pressed to your tummy, heat lining every contiguity between you. Like Eddie, she runs hot. With their warmth on each side and the air conditioning up high, you're definitely sweating. Your stomach gurgles passionately, dinner a forgotten ideal, and you've needed to use the bathroom for the last twenty minutes. You're hungry, the fish is hungry, but you refuse to disturb them.

Roan looks like she's made of silk when she sleeps. Eyes closed sweetly, lashes skimming the skin under her eyes, there isn't a wrinkle to be found on her smaller face, no stress, no lines. She has a freckle under her lips, like Eddie has a freckle under his eye, a dark beauty mark that you touch very gently. She smiles in her sleep.

This is everything you've ever wanted. Everything you thought you might never have.

Eddie had fallen asleep trying to soothe you, your arm pulled loosely to his chest, his callused fingertip stroking long, feather light lines down the length of your arm over and over as you'd watched TV. A Charlie Brown Christmas is long over. You've muted the sound altogether, advertisements flashing up one after another.

Eddie's hand twitches around your wrist, pulling you closer, and in tandem, Roan's hand rubs over your midriff like she's looking for you. They push in closer.

You think of all the times you've worried about being alone. How often have you cried over that? Terrified you'll never find someone. A very private, and yet very widespread fear. That you'll be alone forever, and that it will hurt the whole time.

You'd just — you'd seen him and Roan in the grocery store for the tenth time, in his overalls with his hair a little bit limp from a full day, and Roan had been younger but not any less lovely, and it had been terrible timing, really, but you couldn't not speak to him.

The way he'd spoken to her had clued you in to his heart. You know now that he's a dick, a sweetheart but a fucking dick, who's sarcastic and picky and play fights at the first sign of mutiny. He does ridiculous stuff in bed that should kill the mood and never does, he makes you feel loved everywhere you go. And loving him is just as fun as being loved by him; kissing him all softly to get your way and to watch his lovesick defeat; brushing his hair straight out of the shower while the water drips on your shirt so you can curl each piece one at a time around the handle; crawling up the length of the bed and into his lap to watch him try to hide his blush. You'd do a lot of bad things for him if it meant he'd be happy and safe.

You'd do even worse to protect Roan.

This is it, right? You and Eddie are getting married. Roan loves you as a daughter loves their mom. It's two days until Christmas, you're first together in the home you've made, and they're both sleeping soundly.

You don't really realise you're crying. You're so happy, and your eyes start to sting, hand carding through Roan's unbound hair in a fruitless attempt at self-soothing.

You tremble with tears. They aren't dramatic, there's no sobbing, just cheesy happy tears with a great big smile the whole time. Still, your sniffling wakes one of your babies, the bigger mess of curls scratching over your collar.

"Hey," Eddie mumbles, "was I sleeping, lovebug?" He crosses his hand over your chest. It lands unapologetically in the curve of your neck.

"Lovebug?" you ask, tears abating quick, replaced by a cheerful and startled laughter.

"Is it too late to try new ones?" He sits up, hand to your jaw, your face, then dropped as he leans away. His back clicks three different times. "Sorry if I was heavy."

"Eddie, you're not heavy" you say quietly. In what world have you ever cared? He can climb all over you any hour of the day for the rest of time if he likes.

"Ro slept too?" He scrubs his eyes, pulls all the hair out of his face, and catches you red handed, wiping tears off of your tacky cheeks.

"It's not-"

"What's wrong?"

"-what it looks like," you finish.

"No, seriously, what's wrong?" His tone leaves no room for argument.

"I was thinking about you. About us. I'm really happy, you know?" Tears rise up again. "I'm so happy. So, so happy, Eddie."

There aren't any other words to describe how you're feeling. This is pure, constant happiness. Sure, you and Eddie argue sometimes, Roan can be hard to handle, work sucks and everything is too expensive, but you're happy. Life is what you want.

"My love," Eddie says grandly, a hint of genuineness softening his otherwise theatric delivery, "don't cry, I'm begging you. Not over that."

He moves in without hesitation for a hug. "Are you real?" he asks, lips pressed to your cheek, arms an irreplaceable security needle behind your back. "Come on. Love you so much, you know that? And I'm- so happy you're happy. M'happy too. Gonna make us this happy forever."

"I'm so lucky," you add, and that's it, you're dissolving into tears underneath him. He tsks, doubling down his comforting efforts.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? Is there something that's making you think about all of this?"

"Only good things. I promise."

"Okay." He rubs your back, kissing the side of your head. "God, you freaked me out. Not that you can't tell me everything, 'cause you can, but I really wasn't expecting it. Like, shock horror."

You laugh, giddy, his touch and his voice both working to relax you. "Chill, lovebug."

He snorts, digs his nose into your neck like a shithead.

You feel smaller arms come to life, a warm body trying desperately to worm its way between you and Eddie.

"Let me in," Roan complains sleepily. "I want a hug too."

You're reluctant to let Eddie go, even though it's Roan, because it might've just been the best hug you've ever had. You and Eddie part on the left to let her in, and you kiss her cheeks in sync without meaning two. She smells amazing, baby shampoo and Johnson's almond and honey soap.

"Is it Christmas yet?" Roan asks.

Tired and yet her priorities stay the same.

"Not yet, babe." Eddie pats her back, placating. "Can you hear that? That sound, like thunder?"

"Yeah?"

"That's Y/N's stomach. Come help dad make dinner?"

Roan kisses you and sighs as Eddie picks her up like she weighs nothing. She holds out her hands to you, bleary eyes widening in surprise.

"Save me," she pleads, a soft mirror of her dad's drama.

"Don't save her, she's fine."

You stand up, stretch, and watch them both disappear around the corner of the hallway toward the kitchen. "I'm gonna save her," you call. Your voice drops to a murmur. "After I feed poor Lucky."

#eddie and roan #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic #dad!eddie munson x reader #dad!eddie munson #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson fluff

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ironbatpaperturtle · 14 days

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Ok, insane au idea but hear me out

It's Eden, and Adam has just found Eve has eaten the apple, but he doesn't eat it. Instead, he becomes depressed as Eve is kicked out of the garden and given a new husband to continue humanity with. God sees Adam's state and decides to take his humanity and store it in heaven, essentially turning Adam into a wild animal. Fast forward to the present time, Charlie is in heaven, and Emily accidentally spills something about Adam's humanity and what happened in the garden. Charlie tells her dad and he becomes furious. That's where the idea ends.

WHAT WHAT WHAT THAT'S SO COOL

Waiit >w<

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"Thanks again Emily" Charlie smiled at the young seraphim. She'd never felt so thankful for someone other than her girlfriend to believe in the whole redemption.

"It's all good" Emily laughed, waving her hand. "This actually helps me in understanding the human soul better"

Momentarily dumb founded Charlie tilted her head "Oh right! your job is to spread joy amongst the heaven and winners!"

"Yes . . . But . . . It also helps me in helping Addie"

Addie?

"Oh" now Charlie's a people person, well she belives she's a people person, and so, with her people person ability it was easy to notice how Emily looked sad talking about this Addie entity. It seemed like something bad happened.

"I just . . . I've been trying to understand it y'know? All living creatures on Earth have souls, what makes the human soul different from the countless other species is there humanity!"

Charlie frowned, her eyebrows creasing in worry. She could feel the uncomfortable stickiness of a melting rainbow ice cream. She's never seen Emily raise her voice like that, even back in court she wasn't this . . . frustrated.

"Sera doesn't want me to help him. They don't want me talking to him. But they also don't wan't me talking about him." Charlie noticed how the younger Seraphim's gaze turned into a glare. "I fucking hate it"

Holy shit

____

"Sweetie how was the meeting?" Lucifer greeted taking the plate of panckaes and settling it infront on the dining room waving his daughter over.

"It was fine Dad"

"Fine? Just fine? Not comfortable? Did some angel say something about you?"

"No just" Charlie doesn't even know if she should reveal it to her Dad. She loves him, he's finally trying to be more present in her life. But it just feels so invading. Especially since with how Emily acted. It screamed personal issues.

"Aww sweetie"

Charlie found herself ingulfed in a hug. Her eyes were suddenly turning glassy, she doesn't even know why she was tearing up. Charlie knew that even though she's the princess of Hell. She had a streak of being shamelessly kind and sympathetic.

And seeing how heated, how beneath the rage Emily felt, she also felt helplessness.

____

Lucifer paced back and front, twiddling with his daughters phone. Watching in anticipation as the name 'Emily' pop-up. Whatever happened shook his daughter enough to make her cry. And no-one makes his princess cry like that. He knows that it wasn't the young Seraphims fault. From how Charlie describes her she seems like a sweet girl.

But Lucifer can't take any chances, this girl might have the answer as too why his princess was crying.

"Hello? Oh hello!" This was Emily? She seemed like a sweet kid. Doesn't look a year over 200.

"Pleasure to meet you I'm--"

"Charlie's dad! Lucifer Morningstar, oh yess I'm so pleased to meet you. I'm Emily or Em for short. The elders have told me so much about you!"

"Not pleasant ones I assume?"

At that Emily's smile dipped, Lucifer kinda feels bad for being the cause. Still he had a mission to do, find the purpose on why his daughter was so sad after coming back from heaven.

"Actually I wanted to call because Char Chars been on a mood ever since she came back from heaven?"

The crocked smile Emily was wearing dropped to a frown "Oh I'm so sorry I didn't expect to drop something so personal to Charlie"

Personal problems? Girl problems!

"Oh! well! that's uh . . . certainly . . . I'll leave you too it!" Before Lucifer could end the call Emily frantically yelled a series of 'waits' causing Lucifer to halt in pressing the end call button

"Actually since you've been part of Eden" the devil internally cringed "I thought you'd want to about know this"

____

Lucifer felt a burning anger, waiting for the younger seraphim's portal to transfer him to Eden.

____

"Addies still in Eden, I can create a portal to transfer you there, please be patient with him"

____

When a portal eventually did open Lucifer didn't waste a second to dash inside. It was just as he remembered, breath-taking. But now's not the time for that. He needs to find Adam.

____

"Addie's really sensitive, you need to let him trust you"

____

Adam

Oh Adam

The Adam Lucifer knew, was gone. This Adam was growling at Lucifer, infront of Adam was a lion what was also growling at Lucifer. ____

Anyways ig it goes like Lucifer secretly visiting Adam in Eden, trying to find a way to bring his humanity back. Events, events yada yada.

#ITS SO HOT IN HERE IM BURNING #MY BRAIN DOESNT WORK WHEN ITS A HOT WEATHER #I also dont know what you mean by wild animal? like he turns into a wild animal or his brain functions like a wild animals?#THIS TOO LONG IM SO SORRY #sitting in my drafts for dayss #you would not believe the time it took for me to make Emily mention Adam in like a good story type of way #adamsapple

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itty Bitty Sinners 4.1: Soap🧼

Possum: Tw: Implied childhood trauma, keeping secrets.

Lmk if I should add.

'Think I just remembered something.

I think I left the faucet running

Now my words are filling up the tub

Darling, you're just soaking in it

But I know you'll get out the minute

You notice all your fingers pruning up

I'm tired of being careful, gentle

Trying to keep the water warm

Let me under your skin

Uh-oh, there it goes

I said too much, it overflowed

Why do I always spill?' ~Soap, Melanie Martinez ♥️

~~~Vox: That night: ~~~

It was late, really late. But, Vox really needed to get at least some of this done before tomorrow.

No one would care if he didn't, not really, but he refused to let himself get behind on work.

Valentino walked into the room grunting exaggeratedly as he sat down beside Vox.

“Hey.” Vox greets, not even turning to look at him.

“Ughhhh!!!” Was the only response Vox got back.

“How is she?” Vox asks him, still going through some paperwork, the blue lights of the screens above him illuminating the room.

“She's fine. Woke up and wanted to play, so we had a dance party. She played on her ipad while I fixed her hair for the night, she ate food that kitty made for her, and after an hour of screaming and crying, I finally got her to go to sleep.” Val explains. “You really shouldn't let her sleep so late in the day, you know how she gets when she's like this.”

“Yeah, I know. She kinda just passed out, I couldn't stop it.” Vox explains.

Val hums. “Well, anyway. Kitty is watching her now. So, we won't have any more problems tonight.”

Vox wouldn't exactly call watching Velvette a problem. Actually he never would, anyday. It would be incredibly rude considering how many times she had watched him when he's in a little headspace. “Any idea what happened?” Vox asks Val.

“No, she didn't want to talk to me either.” Val says.

“Something must have happened. Usually she's so good at taking a break when she needs it.” Vox says, thinking out loud.

“Personally, I don't understand you and Velvette's insistence on acting like children when you're upset.” Valentino says. “It doesn't solve your problems, does it?”

“Oh, like you don't regress just as often as she does?” Vox mocks.

Valentino huffs. “How many times do I have to tell you, I do not regress?” Val asks.

“And how many times do I have to tell you that I'm literally the one who takes care of you when you do?!” Vox asks loudly.

“Please.” Val rolls his eyes. “Someone like me, acting like a child? Nonsense.”

Vox rolls his eyes too. “More like a deranged moth creature- oh wait, that's just everyday you. Nevermind.”

Valentino scoffs, curling his hand like a rich old woman. “Whatever, I'm going to bed.” Val gets up and starts walking away. “If you know what's good for you, you'll do the same.”

Vox rolls his eyes again.

But, Val is right, he should sleep…

But he'll sleep in twenty or forty minutes.

He's got to finish this.

It'll be fine.

~~~Charlie and Pentious:~~~

Pentious has been making good progress! Sure, he hasn't actually regressed yet, but he's at least willing to take a break from building and scheming to play Legos and watch some cartoons.

(Yesterday Charlie showed him Treasure planet, now it's all he can talk about!)

She's been writing notes, it helps her keep track of Pentious's progress.

He's doing so well, he'll get redeemed in no time!

Charlie was at her desk, trying to come up with some new ideas for Angel. He doesn't want to take the test, she can't help him with work, and he doesn't always participate in the trust exercises…

So…uhm.

She has to find something that Angel will actually enjoy and pay attention to…

What does Angel like…

Her eyes widen and she gets disturbed just thinking about it.

She'll have to think of something.

There was suddenly a small knock on the door. “Come in.” She answers.

The door creaks as her friend slivers in slowly and cautiously.

“Hi Pen!” Charlie greets enthusiastically. “How's it going?”

He doesn't answer and she looks up at the clock, realizing she was running behind on time. “Oh shoot, I'm sorry, I didn't realize what time it was.” She says, putting away her papers. Time for her and Pentious's little session.

“That's alright.” Pentious says. “I- I actually wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Of course! What is it?” She asks.

“I-” Pentious hugs himself, unsure how to say this.

“Hey, what's wrong?” Charlie asks.

“It's just- I’m sorry that…m’ no good at it.” He mumbles.

“What?” She asks.

“Regressing! I'm not good at it!” He says again. “I can't do it properly. I'll never be good at it!” He crosses his arms sadly, shrinking into himself.

“Pen,” Charlie stands up from her desk. “What are you talking about? Regression isn't something you can be good or bad at.” Charlie says. “It's just supposed to be fun and relaxing.”

“But, if I can't do it properly, what will you think of me?” Pentious asks. “You have to prove redemption works, and I'm failing you.”

“You are not failing me.” Charlie explains. “First of all, I will always think the best of you, because you are a great person.” She says.

Pentious shrugs…he doesn't think he can agree with her. If he was a great person, he wouldn't be in hell.

“And secondly, there is no right way to regress, because there's no right way to be a kid. This is supposed to be fun for you, not a pass or fail scenario.” She explains.

“Really?” Pen asks.

“Of course.” Charlie holds his shoulders and turns him to face her. “For example, some littles don't regress so much as they Age dream."

"Whats that?"

"They pretend to be a kid and have fun playing with toys and cartoons without mentally regressing to a kids mindset. It's just as valid a coping method and it can help just as much.”

Pentious hummed in response to that. "So, it's okay if I don't actually regress?" He asks.

Charlie takes his hands. "Of course it is. No matter how it works for you, no matter what you need to do to relax. I promise, it's gonna be okay.”

Pentious nods. “Okay, if you say so. Can I ask you a question?" He asks.

"Of course, you can ask me anything."

“If childhood wasn't good for me the first time, why would I want to try it again?” He asks.

Charlie's eyes widened at the question…

“Well,” She takes a deep breath. “Your childhood was supposed to be good. And because it wasn't, you have an unhealed childhood. Your brain is trying to go back to cope the only way it knows how.”

Pentious looks at her with confusion.

“Allowing yourself to be a kid again and letting yourself be vulnerable, it's like you're healing the child that went through all that, as well as the adult that has to deal with it now.”

“Does it help you?” Pentious asks.

Charlie nods. “Yeah, it does. I mean, I still have issues, it doesn't solve everything. But it helps me feel better when I'm stressed out. My self esteem improved a lot once Vaggy started taking care of me. And, I even feel like the kid inside me, who needed her parents…she feels like she has someone now who's willing to give her what she needs without…leaving her.” Charlie holds her arms with her hands.

Pentious is starting to realize that there was a lot about his own childhood he never processed…

But…he's not sure he wants to go there yet…

Maybe it's best he just focuses on the childhood he could have, and not the one he didn't.

“Can we play with Legos now?” Pentious asks.

“Of course we can.” Charlie smiles.

~~~Alastor and Niffty:~~~

Alastor walked downstairs from his tower to check in on the hotel.

He wasn't really one to engage in their antics or their friendly feely exercises (or whatever Charlie called it). But he did enjoy watching their antics, they're actually quite charming and entertaining to be around.

Suddenly he hears the pitter patter of small feet. Alastor looks and sees Niffty carrying a few pillows and blankets from the bedrooms and heading to her own.

Usually, he wouldn't question it. But, it was his job to take care of this place, so….

“Niffty dear?” Alastor asks, stopping her in her tracks, literally moving his microphone in front of her.

“Hmm?” Niffty stops what she's doing to look up at Alastor.

“What are you doing?” He asks, smiling.

The small one looks at him with the biggest eyes. “Uhmmmz…needed more.” She says.

“Needed more what?” Alastor asks.

She shrugs. “Softs.”

Alastor raises an eyebrow. “For?”

Niffty smiles and cackles like a tiny little maniac. “Tunnel!”

Alastor hums understandingly. “Ah, yes. Tunnel.” he nods. “That makes sense. But, I doubt the rest of the hotel members will be very understanding of you stealing their comforters. If you needed more, you could have just asked.” He says.

Niffty sighs. “Okay, can I pleasw have soft stuff for my tunnel?” She asks, crossing her arms in annoyance that she has to ask at all. What's wrong with stealing if it's for something important?

“Very well, but you must return the others' stuff back.” Alastor says.

Niffty stomps her foot. “Fiiiiineee!”

“Thank you.” He says.

She gathers up all the blankets, pillows, and sheets and starts to return them to their respective rooms.

A pink and gray baby blanket fell to the flooe in front of Alastor, on it were some embroidered pigs.

Didn't take a genius to figure out who it belonged to.

“Interesting.” He says, picking up the soft blanket.

Angel had walked up the stairs at that moment, and his face was showing very obvious signs of discomfort when he noticed what Alastor had.

“Angel.” Alastor smiles at him. “Is this yours?”

Angel snatched the blanket from him. “Where did you find this?”

“Niffty had it, but it's being dealt with.” He says. “She has some issues with boundaries as you should know by now.”

Angel’s breathing became heavier, honestly he's so dramatic.

“Relax, Angel. It wouldn’t benefit me in the slightest to tell anyone about this.” Alastor says. “Your secret is safe with me.”

“There's nothing to tell anyone.” Angel growls.

Alastor chuckles. “If you say so.”

“I did it, Alastor!” Niffty announces.

“Well done, my dear.” Alastor says. “We'd better be off, nice to see you, Angel.” He says, leaving with Niffty to her room to help with her tunnel.

“Now do I get the blankets please?” Niffty asks once Alastor closes the door.

“Very well, ma petite souris.” Alastor answers, summoning some blankets and pillows for her.

“Yay!!” She squeaks happily.

Alastor was prepared for that to be the end of the conversation, but as he turned to leave, Niffty appeared in front of him again.

“Will you help me with my tunnel, Alastor?” She asks.

Alastor raises an eyebrow.

“Please?!” She begs.

Alastor considers it for a moment. “Well, I suppose I could help you with it.” He says. He had nothing too important going on, and it seemed like Niffty really needed some company.

She shouted gleefully and led him to her room where her tunnel was being constructed.

Really it was a typical blanket fort, it was just longer with short rooms in between. Honestly, very well constructed for her headspace.

Niffty instructed Alastor on how she wanted the tunnel to look. Shad made a colored pencil drawing as a reference so he knew exactly what she expected

“I see.” He says.

“But, don't use magic!” Niffty says. “It ruins the fun. Except when we need more stuff for building! Or if we need cheese!”

“I will restrain myself.” Alastor promised.

And so they started construction, Alastor only used his magic to summon some tables for the long tunnel-like areas, and to summon more sheets for Niffty. Everything else he helped her build by hand.

“Yay! Tunnel!” She squeaks once it's done. “I LOVE IT!” She laughs maniacally.

“It does look quite cozy.” Alastor says.

“Come on!” Niffty grabs Alastor's hand, and she leads him through the tunnel until they reach one of the rooms.

“This is my special place.” Niffty says. This specific area of her tunnel was illuminated by a small blue firefly nightlight.

“My, this is lovely.” Alastor says.

She sits down next to him. “I am the only one allowed in this place, because it's too special for most everyone else.” She explains. “But, you can come and hide here if you want, it’s nice to have somewhere to hide.

Alastor hums. “Thank you, Niffty. That's very kind.”

“I like hiding, but if I'm hiding here and someone in the hotel finds me, that would be okay.” she says. “It's actually nice to hide someplace without worrying about who might find you.” She admits.

Alastor turns to her and frowns for a moment…it seemed as though he actually understood what she meant by that…

Knowing Niffty, she could have meant anything by it-

But Alastor felt as if he truly understood it…

Perhaps too well.

‘Honey, please. I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for all of this-’

The memory of that dreadful day echoes in his mind.

A loud slap is heard, which causes him to jump viciously in his hiding place.

‘You better deal with that little abomination of yours, and he'd better pray I don't find him!’ A warning to his mother was given.

‘Yes, sir. It won't happen again.’ She promised.

‘It better fucking not.’ He growled.

“Alastor?” Niffty shakes his arm.

His smile returned as fast as it disappeared, he shakes his head as if it could erase the memory in its entirety. “I couldn't agree more, my dear.” He says to Niffty.

“I couldn't agree more.”

~~~Angel:~~~

Angel closes the door to his room.

He rubs his face with his beloved blanket to try and calm down.

They can't know!

They can't!

No one can know!

Ugh! Damn it, Niffty!

Alastor may not tell anyone…

But he's literally the last person here he'd tell about this.

He has to make sure no one else finds out!

But what?

He pulls out his phone and makes a call.

“Hey, bitch!” a loud voice answers, shouting with glee.

“Hey, Cher. How's it going?” Angel asks.

“Me? You sound like a wreck! What happened this time?” Cherri asks.

“Nothing, I'm fine.” Angel says.

“I am not playing this game with you tonight, Angie.” She says. “Just tell me what happened.”

“Okay, Okay. It’s just- do you know about those classification tests the hellborn take?” Angel asks her.

“Everybody knows about those.” Charri laughs, moving to a more quiet area outside the club she was in.

“Well, Charlie thinks that knowing our classification will help us get redeemed. And- it got me thinking and…I didn't take the test but everyone else did.

“What's the big deal?” Cherri asks. “You act like a baby all the time.”

“Oh, like you don't?” Angel asks.

“Not as bad as you do.” She says. “At least I can take care of myself when I'm small.”

“Oh sure.” Angel rolls his eyes.

“I guess I get it.” Cherri says. “I mean, even though I'm totally fine on my own…all the time. I don't think I could trust anyone enough to tell them about it- you know, except you- because I did.” She says.

Angel smiles.

“What if you exposed everyone else?” Cherri suggests.

“What?”

“Reveal everyone else's classifications, they'll all be so focused and humiliated that no one will even care about yours.” She says.

“I can't do that.” Angel argues.

“You can, just make sure no one else knows who did it.” Cherri explains. “Simple.”

Angel shakes his head. “Thanks for the idea, but I think I'll pass. These people are my friends, I can't just…” He sighs again.

“Angie?” She asks.

“Let's just talk about something else. How have you been doing?”

“Fine.” She says. “Living my best life.”

Angel sits on the bed and wraps himself in his blanket. It's so soft. “Yeah…”

“How's Val?” Cherri asks.

“Same old asshole.” He answers. “Tried working me to death for three days.”

“I'd jump at the opportunity to stab that guy a few thousand times.�� Cherri says.

Angel nods. “If you ever get that opportunity, I at least gotta get a few hundred stabs in.” Angel says.

“Promise.” She says. Her voice becomes serious. “Angie, I thought you were doing okay there. I mean, you've moved out of the V’s stupid torture chamber, you made a connection with your weird drunk bartender friend…and adopted a snake.”

“Just because I'm doing better, doesn't mean I'm okay.” Angel says.

Cherri nods. “Yeah, that makes sense.” She says. “I just…I can always hope.”

Angel honestly wishes he could hope half as much.

“Look, I have to go, this guy has been giving me a look all night. I'm going to blow up his head.” She says. “Talk to you later.” She hangs up.

Angel sighs and sets the phone down.

What the hell is he going to do?

'I feel it coming out my throat

Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap

God, I wish I never spoke

Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap.' ~Melanie Martinez.

Possum: Hey-o! I'm aliiiveeeee!!!!!

This chapter took a bit. I decided Niffty deserved a more active plot. She deserves the world!!!! I love herrrrr!!!!

Sorry it took so long, hopefully the next won't be as bad lol

First few chapters is mostly set up unfortunately. But it'll get better, I promise.

@todayimfour

@trophyxtissues2

@babiegurlmuffin

#ittybittysinners #ittybittysinnersq&h #hazbin hotel agere #hazbin hotel age regression #little!Pentious #little!Velvette #cg!Vox #cg!Charlie #cg!Alastor

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jayswritings13 · 2 months

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Hazbin/Helluva: Asking to go to the Eras tour/Barbie movie

Note: Can't ever forget girl summer of 2023💖

💗Masterlist | AO3

Charlie & Vaggie have been waiting and waiting to see the Barbie movie since it was announced. Charlie has had your outfits planned months in advance and Vaggie helped decorate part of the hotel for the premiere night, turning the hotel into a Barbie dream house. It has been months and the three of you are still finding glitter on the main entrance carpet.

Alastor is absolutely against any music that does not involve jazz. He refuses to even play into the idea of going with you, which you expected. Though he does find it sickeningly nice of you ask, sweetheart.

Husk immediately tells you no, while looking up showing times for the Barbie movie. He buys the tickets after hearing enough of you talking and talking about it. He grumbled the whole way in, but you caught him laughing and invested in the movie, despite what he says.

Angel Dust bought the Eras tour tickets before you could even suggest going. He is so fucking hyped. He expects you to dress up in your favorite era and you better know all the goddamn words, bitch. He will cry if you make friendship bracelets with him and share them.

Sir Pentious is confused mainly. He's tried to go to Angel and have him explain this Taylor Swift and the Eras, but cannot seem to understand it all. He wanted to impress you with his knowledge after you asked him to go with you. It's cute, even if he isn't getting it.

Lucifer had fucking tickets before they were announced. He surprised you with them, a bright smirk on his face. He knew how much you wanted these and he is more than happy to do whatever he needs to do to ensure that you have a great time.

Vox wants so badly to be Reputation, but he is so 1989. He is all for this concert for the publicity and VIP treatment. Also, just to splurge some money on you. Okay, a lot of money. But, he puts his foot down at being forced to dress up as 1989 or Speak Now. He wants to be Reputation and just let him have it, damn it.

Velvette has been planning her fucking outfits since the tour was announced. She's not that into Taylor whatever, but she wasn't stupid and knew how much of an Internet sensation this was gonna be. She had to go, and if she was, might as well bring you along.

Adam laughs in your face. He can't believe that you would honestly fucking suggest going to see Taylor Swift with him. He makes fun of you for thinking that that was a smart move, but begrudgingly goes with you anyway. But, you fucking owe him, big time.

Lute would rather see Oppenheimer than Barbie. She tries everything to convince you to drop the Barbie movie from the Barbenheimer movie marathon you suggested, but no dice. Once you offered to see Oppenheimer more than once and a few other movies that she wanted to see, does Lute actually join you for the Barbie movie.

Blitzo is fucking pumped for this concert. Anything for an excuse for him to dress slutty and get drunk is fine with him. Besides, hearing drunk Blitzo try and sing long to the words, but get them all wrong is so funny and precious. He was not happy at how much you recorded it for blackmail, but also proud because same.

Moxxie & Millie were more than excited to go with you, planning your outfits all together so that none of you wore the same era. Although, you definitely couldn't dress up as Lover or Reputation because those were M&Ms and you couldn't pry it from their cold, dead hands.

Loona is not like other girls©, so she immediately scoffs when you genuinely suggest going to see the Barbie movie. She told you that she would never go in a million fucking years. However, after some persuasion on your end, Loona at least agreed to watch the first 30 minutes before she would walk out and find another movie.

Stolas is over the moon that you want to see Barbie with him. He's been hearing about it, but wasn't too interested in it all that much. Well, until you asked him to go with you. He immediately began to get his outfit together in the spirit of the Disco dance sequence of the movie. It was fucking amazing.

Ozzie & Fizzeroli were more excited than you for the concert. Ozzie had everything taken care of for both Fizz and you. Worried about what you're gonna wear? Don't worry, Ozzie's assistant has been gathering your outfits for weeks, with Ozzie s final approval before revealing it to you both. All you and Fizz had to worry about was having fun.

Verosika Mayday has been waiting for this movie for months. She denied it, but you noticed how she sent you all the Barbie memes and behind the scenes stuff. If you don't go all out and dress up, she doesn't know who you are and will sit on the other side of the theater.

Striker had no clue what the fuck you were babbling about. So, he looked into it, and was not fucking thrilled about it. But when he bought tickets to Taylor Swift, the grin on your face was well worth the 3+ hours of pure 'torture' he was going to endure.

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Tommy Shelby- Old Love Pt3

Pt1 Pt4

The following day I decide that I do need to speak to Tommy. So leaving Charlie at my parents house I pluck up the courage and head to the betting shop a place I know and remember all to well. On arrival I find John having a chat with Finn while they smoke

"Hey YN"

"Hi. Is Tommy here?" I ask nervously

"Yeah. In his office"

"Thanks"

"If I hear shouting I'll come and rescue you" John jokes. We always were quite close. I walk into the betting shop and over to Tommys office. Taking in a deep breath I knock on the door

"What?" I hear a grump Thomas shout

"Hey" I quietly say opening the door

"YN" his head snaps up. His eyes meet mine. Those damn eyes that I fell in love with. I quickly look away "what are you doing here?"I sit down in the chair in front of Tommys desk "everyone has told me we need to talk"

"What about you? Do you think we need to talk?" Tommy crosses his arms over his chest

"Yeah I do actually"

"Well" he gestures with his hand for me to continue

"I don't really know where to start"

"How about you start with the reason why you left"

"Is that a serious question Tom?"

"Of course it is" he raises his voice "you left when I needed you. You left with my son YN!"

"What about when I needed you Tom! What about when I was struggling after giving birth!" I stand up shouting

"I was a war!"

"So was I!" I close my eyes trying to stop tears

"What are you on about?" I sit back down in the seat. After a moment of silence I finally look back at Tommy

"Before you came home, I went to an asylum"

"What!" Tommy stand up looking furious

"After I had Charlie, I couldn't cope. Polly called it the baby blues, but it never went away. Our neighbours called the police because Charlie was crying and I wasn't doing anything. I was. I was trying to get him to be quiet but I just started to break down. They took me away, gave Polly custody of Charlie and I went to an asylum. Tommy it was horrible" I can no longer hold my tears back "they would shock me and prod me. Thankfully Polly got me out and I had custody of Charlie again. By the time you came home I blocked it all out. I had no feelings for Charlie for a while, when he cried I would sit there letting Polly or my mum care for him. I got better, but when you came home I had to look after you, it made me sad again"

"Fucking hell YN"

"When I saw you with the barmaid, it practically killed me Tom"

"Why didn't you tell me any of this?"

"How could I. You were dealing with the shit after war. I was failing at being a mother. How do you tell the man you love, the father of your baby that you didn't love said baby. Of course I love him now, but I was struggling"

"I wish you had told me" Tommy sighs sitting back down

"I know. I'm sorry. Mum said something yesterday which made me realise that I've been blaming you for everything that happened but I didn't speak to you, I took your son from you and moved. I'm sorry"

"So what's going to happen now?" I shrug

"I'd like you to be apart of Charlie's life"

"What about where you live? Will you come back home?"

"No. We're divorced Tom. I'm not moving back in with you, but if things go well and we can get on, I'll move in with my parents"

"Ok" Tommy rubs his hands over his face "you know I never stopped loving you"

"What about when you slept with her, or god knows who else"

"I was trying to get over you. Never fell in love again"

"So you still love me?"

"Yeah. Yeah I do"

"I still love you too, but I can't just jump back into a life with you"

"I understand. Polly's having all of us for dinner tomorrow, come, bring Charlie and your parents. Let's just start with being friends again"

"I'll think about it. I best go" I get up from the seat

"Maybe see you tomorrow"

"Maybe" I leave Tommys office

"You left him alive in there?" Arthur asks

"Yeah don't worry. See you around" I wave the boys goodbye and leave the betting shop to go back to my parents house

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #tommy shelby #peaky blinders reader #john shelby #arthur shelby #tommy shelby x you #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby imagine #tommy shelby x oc #tommy shelby x wife

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Body problems

Summary: Charlie has the perfect date in mind. Unfortunately while Vaggie is getting ready, she gets self-conscious of her body. Luckily, her girlfriend is there to assure she's okay.

Tw: slight implication of an eating disorder and implied sexual content (nothing graphic or smut)

“Vaggie, Vaggie, Vaggie, Vaggie!” Charlie ran into the mini library where Vaggie was reading a book. This day was one of the only day’s that they had free time and weren’t doing any activities to help redeem sinners.

“Huh, What?” She looked up, a little surprised.

“I just had the best idea!” She prompted. “You know how we haven’t been on a date in like 8 months?”

“Yeah?”

“I want to take you out!” she said. This was the best idea ever. Both of them needed a break from everyone, even though they slept in the same bed and were near each other almost all the time, they needed a date night. They haven’t had one in so long. It would be fun!

“I don’t know, Charlie… what if the hotel gets attacked while we’re gone?”

“Alastor will take care of it. You don’t gotta protect everyone, silly,” Charlie ruffled her girlfriend’s hair.

“I guess it has been a while since we went on a date… alright, lets do it!” Vaggie shut her books and got up from her seat.

“Wait, wait, what we’re doing is a surprise. You go get ready while I prepare the date,” Charlie kissed her cheek.

“But don’t you need to get ready too?” Vaggie asked.

“Babe, you know I slay in a tux, no matter the occasion,” Charlie said confidently. Vaggie chuckled at the pure cinnamon roll of her girlfriend.

“Well, maybe not in bed,” whispered Vaggie in a seductive voice. She inched closer, putting a hand on her shoulder. She looked into Charlies eyes, swooning in her own head. Charlie moved closer too as Vaggie tried to stand up tall. Their lips connected and vaggie put both hands on Charlies cheek’s. Charlie put her hands on Vaggie’s waist. They pulled apartbut only about an inch before passionately colliding their mouths together.

“Wait, wait, you have to get ready,” Charlie pulled apart. Vaggie whined slightly but knew that they didn't have time for this right now.

Charlie knew exactly what she was planning. She was going to take Vaggie on a perfect, picnic date on a hill behind the hotel. It was also a perfect day. Luckily the sun would start setting in about two hours, so the two of them could watch the sunset together and get all snuggly and share their feelings and swoon over each other.

As Charlie was setting up the picnic basket in the hill in the back, Vaggie was quietly freaking out over what to wear. She wanted to be perfect. But her body wasn't perfect. She was flat. Not skinny. Her nose was so long, she looked like a witch. And her arms and hands were covered in battle scars. She was a bit muscle-y but had a bit of meat on her bones. At least that's what she thought. She found that she had gained weight from the past couple of months. It really hurt her and she constantly tried not to cry every time she looked at the scale. It made her feel worthless and ugly. Her nose was so masculine but also looked like an ugly witch nose.

Vaggie looked through her closet, trying to find something that'll cover her up a little more. Maybe that was why Charlie hadn't taken her on a date in a while. She was disgusting for letting herself go. So she grabbed a white short-sleeve dress shirt and black sweater vest and put it on. It covered her up a little bit. She put on a black and red plaid skirt and finally rolled on her gloves. She looked a tiny bit better. Her stomach didn't show like it did with her crop top polo shirt.

She stared at herself in the mirror for a while, thinking ‘why can't I just be perfect?’ She couldn't start crying though, Charlie was probably waiting for her.

“You almost ready? You've been in there a while,” Just on cue, Charle knocked on the door.

“Yeah, I'll be right out,” Vaggie called back. She sighed, looking at herself one last time before trotting over to the door and opening it.

Charlie stared at her, blushing behind the red circles on her cheeks. She thought Vaggie looked absolutely stunning. However, Vaggie thought she was staring because she noticed how imperfect her body was.

“You look…Amazing!” Charlie complimented.

“You… you don't have to lie, Charlie,” Vaggie mumbled. Charlie sensed immediately that something was wrong through her defeated look and mumbling.

“I'm not lying, though,” She doubled downed.

“But I look so… ugly, my nose is weird and I've been gaining weight…” she tugged at her other arm with her hand.

“No, sweetie, you're not ugly,” Charlie took her hand and cupped it with both of hers. She looked Vaggie in the eyes.

“Honey, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my hundred years in hell. You are amazing, and shit, I don't even care about what you look like, I love you no matter what,” She promised.

Vaggie’s eyes watered and her lips quivered. She ran into Charlies chest and hugged her. She needed comfort from her biggest supporter. The whole day she had been feeling unworthy of food and love. She thought she didn't deserve it with her disgusting ass self. Now she just felt emotional. All of the icky feelings she had over the couple of weeks came out in tears and sobs.

“There, there, babe. It's okay, we all become our biggest enemy at times,” Charlie told her. She wanted her girlfriend to feel loved.

“I'm sorry I didn't realize sooner that you were so self-conscious. I promise that I'll constantly comfort you whenever your mean thoughts get into your head. But you have to promise me one thing,” Charlie said. She pulled away a little and put her hands on her shoulders.

“What's that?” Vaggie sniffled.

“That you come to me whenever you're feeling like you're hideous or disgusting. Please, come get me when these thoughts get to you. You could easily develop an eating disorder-” Vaggie tensed at the words, “And your mental health could get really bad,” said Charlie.

“O-okay, I promise…” Vaggie answered. Charlie gave her one final hug before stepping away.

“Now come on, let's go on this date, I have a fun couple hours planned,” Charlie grabbed her hand and pulled her down the stairs. Vaggie laughed a genuine laugh to see how excited Charlie was to take her on this date.

The picnic was absolutely amazing. The food that Charlie prepared were pretty simply but just spending time together while watching the sun start to set made everything feel terrific.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel vaggie #Vaggie needs a hug #charlie x vaggie #charlie morningstar #vaggie #angst #hazbin hotel fanfiction #fanfic

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Forced To Choose

Max promised Juliette that he'd never make her choose between himself and her brother when they finally got together in Spain in 2020. But, in 2021 at Imola, Charles royally fucks up. Forcing his only sister's hand on the matter.

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Imola, 2021 - Charles' POV

Fourth, fourth place, not too bad. Twelve points for both himself and for Ferrari, with Carlos not far behind in fifth. Mattia seems pleased despite not winning the race, and the garage is happy. He wishes he could have gotten past Lando, but it's early days yet, there's still so many races left. The press circus is over for another weekend, and the drivers have retreated to hospitality for some dinner. The only absence being Max, who should be riding high from his victory, and Charles' sister. Juliette barely eats anything during races due to nerves, at best she'll have a baguette and salad midway through a race, but she ought to be starving by now. ''Pierre, have you seen Julia yet?'' Charles asks his best friend.

Pierre furrows his brows from the Alpha Tauri table. ''No, I saw her talking to Max's engineer about fifteen minutes ago, then she vanished.''

Charles nods, and says, that's all he needs. ''Cool, thanks, Pierre.'' He goes to look for his sister, and wrangle in Max as well. Some stupid part of him wonders if they might be in the same place, and he doesn't know whether to laugh or be horrified at that idea. They've always been friendly, but they couldn't possibly be that friendly, right? He decides to follow the track in reverse, there's not really any other options before him. He passes through Rivazza, hearing far off voices as he comes around the corner. He finds Juliette at Variente Alta, talking animatedly with Max. He extracts something from his jeans, a tiny drawstring bag, Juliette opens it, extracting a key. She excitedly nods, and leaps into his arms. And, to Charles' horror, Max kisses her. Max. Max Verstappen. Kissing his one and only sister. ''Un-fucking-believable.'' He says.

Juliette happily says, face glowing with joy. ''Oh, hi Charles! Have we missed anything?''

Charles says, voice stilted and filled with venom, mostly at Max. ''No, you've not. But, it looks as if I have.''

Max says, blue eyes filled with anxiety, a hand protectively on Julia's back, which only makes Charles angrier. ''Charles, we can explain...'' Charles cuts him off. ''Oh, you're going to, Verstappen. Why are you kissing my sister?''

Juliette says, clearly barely reining in her own anxiety. ''We're dating, Charlie, it's what we do.''

Charles snaps, reeling at his childhood rival and younger sister. ''Oh, you're dating now, are you? My biggest rival is dating my little sister. Julia, papillon, why? Wasn't Joseph good enough for you? Why dump him for Max?''

Juliette has always been full of her own fire, more of it than any of the boys in fact, Seb always liked her for that. ''Because, Charles, I've loved Max since I was sixteen, that's why.''

Charles scoffs, but turns to Max. ''Well? Explain yourself, what's this thing between you and my sister? Are you using her for Ferrari secrets or something?''

Max laughs, full on cackling like a hyena. ''No, God, no, we're doing just fine at Red Bull, thanks. I've been in love with Julia longer than you've been in F1, Charles, we've been together since last summer.'' Charles can't quite believe what he's hearing. They've been together for almost a year, and they're in love, but why now? ''What was this whole thing, then?''

Juliette softly and happily delivers the coup de grace to him, showing off the shiny metal key. ''Max asked me to move in with him. And, I said 'yes'.''

Charles asks one final question. ''Who else knows bout this?'' Max informs him, counting on his fingers. ''Checo, Daniel, Lando, and Alex.''

Charles fumes, not quite believing all this to be real. ''Well, Julia, don't come crying to me when this inevitably goes south.'' He knows he's fucked up when Juliette scowls at him, looking eerily like their maman. ''Why can you never be happy for me, Charlie?'' With that, they walk off hand in hand. Leaving Charles alone on the track, wondering why, of all girls, Max had to pick his sister. And why, of all guys, Juliette would pick his childhood rival. Surely this is just a fling, right? Nothing will come of this, right?

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Monaco, April 2021 - Juliette's POV

Juliette is running around the apartment like a mad woman trying to get her stuff sorted out from Stefanie's and Laura's. The break between Imola and Portugal was meant to be relaxing, but this is the complete opposite of that. She thinks bitterly of Imola now, insanely proud of Max for winning the second race of the season, but she's not talking to Charles until he grows up. She's never seen her brother so angry before, or heard him be so dismissive. If he only knew what Joseph did to her, what that evil son of a bitch demanded of her, how much pain that gave her. Yet, somehow, Joseph is a better option for her than Max? She packs her smaller things first, the things she can do without until Max's house is set up for her. Her phone rings, it's Carlos. ''Hola, Chili, que pasa?'' She cheerfully answers.

Carlos says to her. ''Charles wanted me to tell you to call him, hermanita.''

Juliette cocks an eyebrow, of course Charles asked his teammate to be their go-between. ''I'll speak to him once he grows the fuck up, and stops being rude about the man I love, and not a minute before.'' She hangs up, and slumps onto her bed, the photo of the family after Charles' first F2 win staring her right in the face. ''Julia, are you okay?'' Laura asks, sitting beside her.

Juliette realizes she's been crying, and hastily dries her eyes with her sleeve. ''Yeah, Laura, I'm fine.'' She isn't, far from it actually, Max promised her she'd never have to choose. But, of all people, her brother made no such promises. ''No, no you're not.'' Laura says, rubbing her shoulders. Juliette lets herself fall apart. ''No, I'm not.'' She curls up in her friend's arms, sobbing her soul out, how has the happiest time in her life turned into this?

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Portugal, 2021 - Juliette's POV

Free practice in Portugal goes smoothly, Juliette sitting in her favourite Red Bull hoodie watching Max from the team's garage. They've not spoken about that evening in Imola since, and neither are speaking to Charles either. Juliette adjusts her wrist brace, and keeps on sketching a dress for Zandvoort, she wants to wear orange for Max's first ever home race, so the design will have to look perfect. Her mask hiding how miserable she is. GP swings by after talking with Hugh. ''He's gonna love that, Julia.'' He assures her.

Juliette sniffles, and says. ''I hope so, GP.''

GP asks her, sitting on a chair near hers, he always makes sure to keep an eye on her ever since Interlagos in 2016. ''Julia, as someone who cares about you, are you alright?''Juliette puts her sketching stuff away, and sighs. ''I don't know, it's just... I'd never be so hostile to any girls my brothers date. So, why is it okay for Charles to be that way about Max?''

GP simply says. ''It isn't, and you and Max have every right to be angry at him.''

Juliette says, accepting some water from Max. ''It's like he expects me to become a nun or something.'' Max leans over to kiss her forehead. ''Unless it's Joseph the asshole, then you're good.'' Juliette spitefully says. ''I'd rather die than be with him again, amour.'' Checo and Hugh look scandalised. ''Dios mio, hermanita!'' Checo exclaims. Juliette drinks her water, and says. ''What? It's true.''

Race day comes, and Juliette is seated in her usual spot in the Red Bull garage, with a perfect view of the screens. Max removes his cap, and zips his suit up, he kisses her on the lips. ''I love you, make sure you eat something, okay?''

Juliette nods, and assures him. ''I love you too, I will, promise. Go on, light that track up.''

The race gets going, and is a battle of attrition between Red Bull and Mercedes. Only Lando being able to keep up with the two top teams in his far inferior McLaren. Juliette grabs some pasta for lunch with some lemonade. Lewis takes the win, Max comes second, Valtteri comes third at the race's end. Charles comes sixth. Alex shoots Juliette a look, as if waiting for her to say something, she doesn't, just shrugs.

After the ceremony, Max and Julia head back to Max's motorhome, they grab their stuff, and get going back to the hotel. Looking forward to returning to their happy place tomorrow.

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Spain, 2021 - Max's POV

Max loves this place, always has and always will. He owes Barcelona so much in his life, his first win, the woman he loves, their relationship. All of it because of one city. Max parks his car outside the paddock, and loops around the car to open his girlfriend's door for her. Juliette puts her mask on, and takes his hand. If Charles is going to be pissed at them, they're gonna give him something to be pissed about. Max is in his usual team uniform, and - breaking from tradition - so is Juliette. They scan their passes, and proudly enter the paddock together. ''Good to see where your loyalties lie, Julia.'' Alex says, he's always been one of Juliette's closest friends on the grid.

Juliette adjusts her shades, and says. ''Well, it was about time I made my decision, wasn't it?'' Max has no idea where this petty streak came from, but he is not complaining. ''Not one speck of Ferrari red?'' Carlos asks.

Max says, slinging his arm around his girlfriend's waist. ''Julia said something about how different styles have their seasons, didn't you?'' Juliette nods, flashing a cheeky look. ''Yeah, I did. Ferrari had its day with Seb and Kimi. Red Bull is coming back, I can feel it.'' They stride off to the Red Bull garage together, say hello to everyone, and go to see Fernando in the Alpine garage. ''Has Red Bull replaced Checo?'' He asks.

Max laughs, hooking his sunglasses into his shirt. ''No, thank God. Julia is just wearing my colours now.''

Juliette adds, removing her own sunglasses. ''Max promised me I'd never need to choose, but I've chosen Red Bull. Let the Tifosi have their fun, they've not done anything since Kimi, right?'' Max knows logically that half of this is an anger reaction, but she's never been sexier to him. Kimi pipes up from Alfa Romeo. ''She's a smart one, Max.''

Max chirps. ''Don't I know it?''

Raceday comes, Juliette is eating lunch as the race begins, Max vows to himself to do this for them both, they fell in love here, so he'll win here. He gets off to an early lead on both the Mercedes drivers, and bears down for the entire 66 lap stretch to come second for her, fastest lap included. Even better? Charles has to settle for fourth. Just like back in 2016, his girlfriend is the first person he locks eyes with. Just like in 2016, she is the only person he can look at.

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Monaco, 2021 - Juliette's POV

The last of her stuff is packed up, and Max's house is finally ready for her to move in! Juliette stands in her empty bedroom, only her bed and furniture remain of her things. She should be sad, she's lived with Stefanie and Laura for just over a year now, but she's moving in with the love of her life, so all things are balanced. The city is preparing for the upcoming Grand Prix, which she prays will be a Red Bull win. She picks her bag up, and replaces her old key with the new one. Then, she leaves for Max's. The day is devoted to unpacking, Max takes her hand, and says. ''Come with me, schatje.'' He leads her to what used to be his guest room, but it's now outfitted for her to create. Her art and design stuff is all perfectly set up. ''Max...''

Max kisses her temple, and says. ''My sim set up is in my office, so, this is yours now. I even splashed out on this for you.'' He leads her to an incredibly fancy art set from an Italian brand. ''Max, you didn't have to do this for me, you know.''

Max says, hands locking at the small of her back. ''This is our home, Julia, our home to share and build our life in. So, do you like it?'' Juliette nods, tearing up. ''I love it, and I love you.''

Max brings her in for a kiss. ''I love you too.''

She's moved in fully by the time race weekend comes. Practice day goes ahead as normal, and Juliette sits in the Red Bull garage again for qualifying. Yuki and Fernando go out in Q1, Daniel is eliminated in Q2. Despite shunting his car, Charles gets pole at home. Juliette would love to be happy for her brother, but it's hard when he can't be happy for her. Oh well, at least Max got P2.

Charles can't race on the sunday, so Max is designated polesitter. He storms through the race, holding Valtteri Bottas in his dust until Bottas retires on lap 30. Juliette watches intently while eating lunch. Max leads the entire way, pitting on lap 34, driving like he's world champion already. She cannot believe she lives with this man. Finally, after a brief dry spell, Max brings it home in first. Carlos and Lando joining him on the podium. After the ceremony is over, and press is finally done, the couple return home. The trophy sitting on their coffee table. ''A nice housewarming gift, huh?'' Max remarks.

Juliette says, utterly exhausted from the long day. ''Yeah, I'd say so.''

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France, 2021 - Juliette's POV

Raceday in France has come at last, Max is due to start on pole today. Juliette quickly gets ready for the day, slipping into a dark blue pencil dress, black wedges, and her trusty leather jacket. She's 22 years old today! Max comes in from talking to Checo, and kisses her as she's putting her earrings in. ''Happy birthday, schatje.''

Juliette says. ''Thank you very much, amour.''

They head down to the paddock together, where GP escorts them into the garage. Which is where Max and Checo vanish. Juliette looks to Hannah. ''Hannah, where did my boyfriend just go?'' Hannah just laughs. ''Just you wait.''

The two drivers surface with a cake, some gifts in a bag, and a beautiful bouquet of carnations. Singing happy birthday as they come in. Max kisses her. ''Happy birthday, my love.''

Juliette has to hold the emotions back. ''Oh, wow. Thank you so much, both of you.'' The cake is decorated with flowers and butterflies in purple and blue icing. Juliette goes to put it in Max's motorhome for later. Then, the race begins. Her maman drops by from the Ferrari garage as well. Pascale Leclerc has always admired her daughter's ability to convey her feelings with her clothes. Long gone is the Ferrari red, even the neutral purple is gone. Replaced by the black and blue of Red Bull, she's picked her side, she's made her choice, she's a Red Bull. ''Happy birthday, my darling girl.''

Juliette beams, and says. ''Thank you, maman.''

Her maman looks around the garage. ''This is all so different, are you sure you prefer it here to down the paddock with us?'' Juliette nods, accepting the second gift bag from her maman. ''I'm sure, maman. I've waited so long to be with Max, I'm not wasting it in another garage.''

Max brings it home to win the race with the fastest lap, 26 much needed points. After the ceremony, the team have cake together in the garage. Juliette unwraps her gifts. A gorgeous new sketchbook from Checo. A set of bracelets from Max. A necklace from Lorenzo. Some new perfume from Charles. Earrings from her maman, and a really cute pinky ring from Arthur. ''Thank you both for the gifts, I love them so much.''

Checo smiles, the kind big brother to them both. ''You're very welcome, hermanita.''

Max kisses her cheek. ''Only the best for my favourite person.''

They get back to the hotel, trophy and birthday gifts in hands, and crash into bed the long day finally catching up to them.

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Britain, 2021 - Juliette's POV

With a double header in Austria, the grid were kind of stuck in Spielberg for the time being, Juliette joining them in England for the British Grand Prix, having stayed home to work on her latest project and get some real work done. Juliette decides to head down to the track alone, letting Max rest after his wins in both Austrian races, which have taken a lot out of him. A soon as they're able to get home, she needs to start working on her dress for Zandvoort. She finds somewhere quiet to sit and think. This whole thing with Charles is starting to catch up to her, she hasn't spoken to him in weeks. Initially this felt good to her, holding him accountable for how he treated her and Max, but now it just feels horrible. She also can't shake the feeling that something is going to go very wrong this weekend. Two demons equally sitting in her head, and all she wants is to get rid of them.

Max wins the sprint, and qualifies on pole for the actual race. Three vital points already picked up for the championships. Then, the race comes. The air feels different today, it's hot as hell, but there's this odd tension in the air. Max gets ready to go, Juliette eats some lunch, praying it'll stay down. ''I love you, I'll see you soon.'' Max says.

Juliette nods, nervous for him for the first time in ages. ''I love you too.''

He's rolled into parc ferme, and the race gets going. Max gets off to a really good start, and things seem to be going okay. Then, the pack goes through Brooklands and Luffield, and onto the straight from Woodcote. Then, Silverstone falls silent as Lewis sends Max hurtling into the wall at Copse. Juliette swallows a scream, but the tears are already beginning.

Has she lost him? Has she lost the only man she's ever loved?

It feels like it takes ages for Max to surface from the car, the medical crew is on him already, taking him to the medical center. So, Juliette follows them, arriving as he does. He's examined, she stands in the corner in tears. While the doctors call an ambulance, Juliette sits by him, holding his hand in hers. ''Julia, love, look at me.''

Juliette looks down into his ocean blue eyes. ''Max.'' Her voice is pained and small. ''I'm okay.'' He assures her.

They go to the hospital for further scans, all good. But, they stay for a few hours. Where they watch Lewis win the race. ''You fucking brat, Hamilton.'' Juliette can't stop seeing the crash in her head, she puts her head in her hands, sobbing. ''I could have lost you, Max.''

Max assures her as his parents come in. ''I'm right here, Julia, and I'm never going anywhere.''

They run into Charles and Sebastian once they're released back to the paddock. Sebastian talks to Max for a bit, and leaves. Leaving only the three younger ones there. Charles takes a look at Max, all shaken up from the crash, and his sister, looking utterly traumatised. ''Juliette, Max, I am so sorry for how I've been treating you both. I've been an ass, anyone with eyes can see you two love each other. Julia, I am so proud that you've finally found someone you truly love. And, Max, if it was going to be anyone, I'm glad she chose you.''

Max says, voice breathless still. ''Thank you, Charles, and I'll never hurt Julia, I've loved her since I was eighteen.''

Juliette sniffles, in desperate need of those three precious weeks of summer. ''I've missed you, Charlie.''

Charles laughs, and kisses her forehead. ''I've missed you too, papillon.''

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Monaco, Summer Break, 2021

Juliette is finally finished the dress, a soft shade of amber with some tinges of sunset orange. A deep-v neck with flutter sleeves, an empire waist, and a flowing skirt. Below the bust is a sunset velvet band with a handmade tulip sewn to the center. It's simple, but she hopes Max likes it on raceday. She's liked being home and back at work, it's so much better than the temporary jobs in the race cities she's been doing on race weeks. She sits back on her heels, and pops her back. ''That is lovely, schatje.'' Max says.

Juliette smiles. ''Thank you, amour. Just have some final touches, and it's ready for Zandvoort.''

Max says, looking so excited to see her in it already. ''Can't wait for the race already, if only for that dress.''

Juliette jokes, taking his hand to help her stand up. ''Just call me Queen of The Orange Army.'' Max helps her up from the floor, having no idea how she can work on the floor like that for so long. ''I already do, love.''

The dress done except for some tiny details, they go and grab some lunch together. Julia is glad to be on good terms with Charles again, but there's till so much she has to tell him about before they've properly made up. But, he's in Corisca with the boys, and that's okay with her.

#Formula 1 fanfic #Max Verstappen x Leclerc!OC

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osatokun · 2 months

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I was checking through your blog and not sure if this has been answered before, how did Charlie and Glinda meet? O:

Probably has been, BUT I'm always happy to ramble about my most loved OC's in the world! I want to make a little 3-4 page comic about their meeting later, but's it's gonna be in a few months.. so for now, here is the story!

The coterie went on a hunt. Our toreador suggested to go on the high school art exhibition. For Charlie one of the usual ways to hunt back then was a seduction method. But seems like Glinda went on a "hunt" herself, well, some sorts. She tried to find some love when her abusive husband-jailer wasn't looking. Soo Charlie and Glinda ended up locked together in a rest room, planning to make out. But Charlie bumped into her chest scar and almost frenzied ( he can't drink from damaged skin at all). Happily he didn't gave up to the beast but he started to cry, shake and say how sorry he is for her, must be painful to get such a horrible scar. She got offended and walked away. After all, she kept her pride even tho she is a queen no more and Charlie sat there alone surrounded by his hallucinations.

In the same time one of his coterie members frenzied.. you can see Ruta's sketches with this moment here

But he looked for changelings, and she had strange aura. And he got worried because of her scar, thinking it was domestic abuse. He returned to the exhibit the next day but couldn't figure out her name (he was redirected to check on the exhibit site, but he is SO BAD with computers he refused) so he broke into her school at night and found out her papers. Then he checked in with local clinics if she made check up to treat her scar (it looked fresh). Then he..stalked more.. and checked her living place and saw her fight with her husband, her aura became dim near him like he sucks the colors out off her. And then he looked into her soul. And fell in love forever. they started to chat in Instagram ( he got help with making an account and posted street cats he met), then her husband-jailer tried to scare away and then almost killed Charlie and forbid Glinda to chat with him. Then was the changeling court and dragon fight. Then Glinda was free and divorced but spend a nice(not nice at all) holiday in Umbra trying to restore all of her memory and Charlie's (future)adoptive daughter Monica advertised Charlie as good as she could.Well, between chatting about COOL things with boizz who went to help her out and fights. And when they all returned form Umbra, Glinda kissed Charlie. That's all. That's how they met. This all took 1 year of actual playing. Horribly long and wonderfully rewarding. PS.YES CHARLIE IS A CREEP I KNOW OK he has no common sense at all. Glinda knows everything he did. She finds it romantic ( SHE IS ALSO A CREEP )

#charlie #vtm #wod #glinda #vamily #vampire the masquerade #world of darkness #changeling the dreaming #malkavian #sidhe #house balor #ask #THANK YOU FOR THE ASK

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musekicker · 3 months

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For a possible Cherri/Pentious, maybe her meeting Samuel? Doesn’t have to be too shippy or it can if that’s the vibe ✌️

Thankfully Cherri no longer used a bomb break down the wall and announce her arrivals. Instead she would kick the door open, shouting some sort of greeting. This was the case only afternoon when Cherri kicked open the front door with plans for that night.

"Hey bitches! Where's Angie? I was thinking-"

Angel had already been in the lobby and was quick to intercept Cherri.

"Shhh!" Angel said.

"Why are you shushing me?" Cherri asked.

A crying sound alerted Cherri to Pentious coming down into the parlor. Cherri was about to ask what that sound was when Cherri then caught sight of Samuel.

The snake child's feathers were coming in, in the colors of purple of white on his neck feathers, wings, and tail feathers. His snake part of his body was the same black and yellow. Besides the feathers there was another difference between the child and Pentious. There was a rooster comb on top of his head, about six eyes visible in the comb.

Though different, this was clearly Pentious's child.

"Is that a kid?" Cherri asked.

"Yes." Pentious said. "This is my son Samuel. And it looks as if you've woken him up."

Cherri did look apologetic.

"I didn't know there was a kid here. Sorry." Cherri said.

"No reason for you to expect there is a kid here." Angel said.

"He's right. Though i wish Samuel had that sense of understanding." Pentious said.

Samuel's crying was starting to simmer down a bit already. But he certainly was no where close to restful. Pentious knew what Samuel wanted.

"I need Samuel's favorite toy." Pentious said. "But I can't find it."

"Oh, I think Fat Nuggets grabbed it. I'll go check his favorite toy stashes spots." Angel said. "I'll be back in a bit."

Angel hurried off to find the toy. Cherri wasn't sure how long this search would take so she sat on the couch. Pentious took a spot on the couch as well, leaving some space between him and Cherri. Even so the waiting felt awkward. More so with a fussy baby.

"It's a mini you. Just with feathers." Cherri said.

"Hey does have my looks, yes." Pentious said.

Cherri couldn't help but jump to the big question.

"So, When did you get a kid?" Cherri asked.

Pentious took a moment to answer that question.

"That is a question that is hard to answer." Pentious admitted. "All I really know is that there was a night where I lost some time because of drinking and it looks as if i well, got up to some err.. hi jinks? I'm assuming that's the event that lead to Samuel's egg. He hatched only two months ago and I can't imagine life without him."

Samuel fussed louder.

"There there, son. Angel will find your Mr. Squeeze soon." Pentious said.

"The toy has a name?" Cherri asked.

"Of course." Pentious said with a smile. "It was Charlie's idea. And it's fitting."

At the mention of the toy one of the egg boys came running towards the couch as if they were on a important mission. And truly they were as they had the sought for toy in their hands. A simple plush rat. A simple toy. And it was clearly adored by Samuel as the moment he saw the toy the crying started to die down and he was reaching for the toy.

"Angel told me to bring this to you. And that he's getting ready to go out now." the egg boy said.

Pentious picked up Mr. Squeeze with the end of his tail and he dropped the toy into Samuel's waiting hands. Samuel was much happier with the toy in hand if the lack of crying was any indication.

"There you are. Much happier now aren't you?" Pentious said.

Samuel looked up at his father words, let out a string of babbling, and focused on his toy again.

"Kid has things to say." Cheri commented.

"He certainly does." Pentious said.

"What's it like. Having a kid around?" Cherri asked after a moment.

Cherri couldn't help but notice something since Pentious had entered the parlor with Samuel. That words seemed to come much easier from him now. There was no trying to seem cool or powerful. It was not his focus.

And as Pentious spoke more about the daily adventures of raising Samuel, he got seemed to be smiling more and more. There was a glimmer of something in the way that Pentious spoke that Cherri had to admit she liked.

"Huh..." Cherri said.

Pentious felt there was a different tone to the sound. Even if so small a sound there was just a different energy to it then the normal dismissive or teasing sounds that came from Cherri often when talking to or about Pentious.

"What is it?" Pentious asked.

Cherri shrugged lightly.

"You're actually pretty easy to talk to when you're not trying to act like you're tough shit." Cherri said. "Maybe it's because you're talking about something you care about."

Pentious looked down to Samuel at that. The child was looking sleepy eyed once more. Including the many eyes in his rooster comb. Pentious smiled.

"I do care about him. He's one of the most important things in my world." Pentious said.

"That's cute." Cherri said.

Pentious wasn't sure if she was talking about Samuel or the way Pentious was happy.

"Miss Bomb-" Pentious said.

Cherri smirked.

"Just call me Cherri. Can we agree on that?" Cherri asked.

Pentious wasn't sure what to make of this. Was this a prelude to some joke? A trick? It didn't seem that way. He decided to try the second lesson he had learned since coming here. Trust.

"I can do that" he said.

#hazbin hotel #cherrisnake

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nell-pointer · 3 months

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i got bored of waiting for the new hazbin hotel episodes so I went frame by frame through the trailer, here are some notable findings (and theories):

First thing (that we haven't already seen) the gang with a whole group of people are in front of the hotel, are standing off against something, Sir Pentious is wearing a sailors outfit and standing next to someone with white hair, I'm pretty sure its cherri bomb but i guess it could be vaggie. This scene is probably from the big show down on extermination day.

Next we have charile smiling while holding alastors staff, then breaking into song, from the way shes holding the staff at the start of the scene, it was most likely just handed to her by alastor to use as a microphone. It seems like shes trying to inspire a crowd of people and alastor gave her the mic as a show of support and encouragement.

Charlie looking at a heart shaped door taped to it is a picture of Sir Pentious, angel, nifty, and husk captioned: BESTIES!!!!!. The doors got a pig sticker on it so I'm guessing it Angels. Charlies starts out smiling nervously, then her expression suddenly turns horrified, then she starts to cry. At first I was worried someone had died but that doesn't make sense with the smiling at the start, it almost seems like she remembered or realized something that terrified her.

Cherri bomb talking to charlie in the hotel with a massive whole in the wall behind them both, she probably blasted her way in as a grand entrance. I'm guessing this is from the episode where she is introduced.

Text that says: In order to save Hell, they'll have to raise hell + a voiceover of vaggie saying the extermination is in 24 hours, looks like the next 2-3 episodes will cover the remaining 6 months and the finale will be about the extermination day with a huge battle between heaven and hell.

A crowd gathering in front of Rosies diner, they are lifting Charlie up and cheering for her, Rosie and Alastor come to stand next to Charlie, she smiles at them both, then turns to smile at Alastor again with a very touched expression. What I'm guessing based on this few seconds plus the earlier scene with Charlie using Alastors staff is that Charlie and the rest of the gang are in a bad situation, maybe the extermination is about to happen and they have no army, no resources, no plan, then suddenly Alastor comes in clutch, calling a favor in with Rosie to get Charlie the support she needs. This episode will probably have a huge focus on Charlie beginning to trust and rely on Alastor perhaps more than she should. During this scene the crowd starts singing either a reprise or another verse of charlies song that's been playing throughout the trailer.

Charlie and her Dad singing together, I know the next episode is titled something like dead beat dad, so its probably from that episode, they had some conflict and are now reconciling. Lucifer is shown opening a portal to somewhere, there are little string lights up in this weird portal realm.

Charlie and Vaggie fixing (repairing?) something using a paint bucket and a tool box. Both girls seem very optimistic, this could potentially be as shot from the very end of the show. They managed to successfully hold off the angels and are in the rebuilding stage. Now that they've won the first battle they are optimistic that things could turn out in their favor. Also during this scene a voice joins in the song that I think is Cherri bomb based on the two second clip of her talking from earlier, not one hundred percent sure tho.

The hotel is hit by a giant white, then black, then green beam. The green looks like alastors green but idk why he would be attacking the hotel. Also in this shot theres a ship, this probably has something to do with Sir Pentiouss captains outfit.

Incredibly attractive COUGH i mean important looking lady, she seems to be looking very gleefully at the carnage

Charlie holding up a ..... I pretty sure this little charm has a specific name but I can't for the life of me remember what's its called and google is not helping, anyway it looks like she's trying to offer this charm to appease someone, maybe shes trying to recruit them to her side. From Alastor and the crowd in the back, I'm guessing this is the same episode as the earlier scene with the crowd in front of rosies diner.

Three different scenes of Alastor with a voice over of him saying: "its time I remind everyone why I'm here". The first scene is just him talking, the next is him going full demon mode summoning some very bloodthirsty looking minions, then the third scene is his eldritch tentacle monster attacking some shark mobsters from inside the hotel. The last scene is probably part of a one off gag, maybe those mobsters want revenge for Husk and Angel kicking their butts and Alastor just murks them immediately. The second scene tho could be very important probably finale territory. Most likely theres gonna be some big reveal about Alastors true intentions.

Somebody getting torn in half oh lord.

Adam fighting.... very interesting in the first episode he talked about how much he hated coming down to hell, it must be serious if he's willing to get his hands dirty

Lucifer on a throne with charlie standing (kneeling?) below him, its shot in a way to hightlight the differences in power between them or maybe representing how Lucifier makes charlie feel small. This is probably gonna happen in the next episode before Charlie and her dad make up. Also those string lights that were in the portal from before are present in this scene. Maybe this is the realm/location he was opening a portal to in that earlier scene.

And yeah that's about it for stuff I thought was interesting, I'm not an expert on the show or anything so I probably am wrong about a lot of stuff, take everything I said with a grain of salt. Apologies for the run on sentences, various typos, and shoddy image editing.

#hazbin hotel #also if anyone knows what that little charm is called please tell me its honestly bothering me #i haven't been active on here for ages but im currently obssessed with this show so I thought I'd write down some theories #mostly so if i end up right I can say I called it

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